Emerson Taylor

Bitch mother

CHAPTER ONE

Marie Kozyk tried for a moment to resist the pressure of his hands on her head, even though she knew she would not be able to for very long. She nibbled frantically at his right nipple, running her tongue over the tiny protuberance and grasping it between her teeth in a gentle grip, but this was a mistake: by exciting him this way, she had only made him all the more eager to have her suck his cock. He pushed harder against her head, and she reluctantly gave in to the pressure.

What a hypocritical sonofabitch you are, she thought weakly as her lips neared the half-hard tool lying across his belly. Paul Ryan, the voice of moral righteousness in Hardin County, and he wants to hare his prick sucked! You're too hung up to ask for a blow job straight out, you pious fraud, but you know I can't resist getting my mouth around your cock! And you're so fucked out already, you can't raise a hard-on without getting sucked a little, too!

She reluctantly twisted around on the motel room's bed, reversing her position and bringing her crotch closer to his end of the rumpled bed, but she knew that her shift would be useless – Paul had never shown any interest in muff-diving. Marie lifted her upper thigh so that he would be able to see every detail of her flushed, moist-lipped pussy, but he showed hardly any interest in her aroused condition. Paul Ryan, she thought, believed that pussies were made to be fucked and nothing more. There were times when she wondered how he managed to find the nerve to caress her slit even for the few moments that he did, whenever they met for one of their fuck sessions; it was all too clear that he considered his work done when the fat lips became coated with the hot, slippery oil which her cunt poured out so profusely whenever she became highly aroused. He lay on his back and continued pressing her head towards his cock, using both hands and entirely ignoring the juicy, ripe slit which she offered.

Marie looked at the long, thick hulk of his cock for a moment. Even half-hard, it was a good six inches in length and at least an inch in diameter. It was almost stiff enough to be forced into her cunt right now, though she would never have done so, nor would he have allowed her to without first going down on him. She took his dick in her left hand and gently forced the smooth pink foreskin off the head. As always, the sight of a big, handsome prick being skinned back sent a shiver of unearthly delight flashing through her nervous system. Pimples of gooseflesh sprang up all over her long, slender body and she felt her nipples growing even harder and more alive with feeling.

She pressed the loose skin back down the shaft until the head sat atop it like a huge, obscene mushroom. His cock drooped badly, tilting off to his left, but that only meant that she would have all the more fun: the sensation of a cock growing hard and hot within her mouth invariably gave her the deepest possible sexual pleasure and made her cunt all the more receptive to the tool's brutal, thrusting entrance. Marie jacked him off for a moment, enjoying the sight of the foreskin slipping over the head and then sliding back, and then leaned over him to take the warm tool into her mouth. As always, the feel of a cock against her tongue inflamed her senses with new urgency, and she crushed the soft, satin-smooth head against the roof of her mouth with her tongue. She ground her head around his prick with relish and groaned deep in her throat.

At the same time, she thrust her right hand between her thighs and grasped the full, sensitive lips of her pussy between her thumb and forefinger. She rubbed the big folds together and pulled them out away from her pussy; the increased pressure exerted a delicious pull on her stiff clitoris and she felt her desire even more strongly. Her hips contracted into knots of hard, quivering muscle and she tilted her butt upward, grinding the aroused flesh of her twat into her hand. Her tongue glided around the head of Paul's cock and scoured the deep groove separating the tip from the shaft.

Even if he was a barely adequate lover, she reflected in a tiny corner of her mind as she worked her mouth around his rod, he was at least a man and therefore more satisfying than her fingers. Her mind inevitably drifted back to Steve, her husband, and the comparison between him and Paul was ludicrous enough to make her grimace with wry humor. He had undoubtedly been a stupid, sensual Polack, as she herself had told him often enough, but he had a marvelous ability to make her pussy hum with sexual life. He had taught her how to eat a cock in the most exciting, efficient way and had also introduced her to pussy-licking, an experience which had left an indelible mark on her.

The horny bastard, she thought as she remembered the hearty way he had dragged his tongue along her crack, stimulating her from asshole to clitoris, celebrating his fortieth birthday by running off with that little slut who wasn't even half his age! I hope he got his money's worth out of her, the silly little bitch!

Marie's vehement sucking soon brought Paul's tool up to a firm, throbbing hard-on. His prick had swelled out to its maximum size and gave her a comfortable mouthful. She jacked him off with her left hand and rubbed the lips of her pussy even more strenuously with her right. He watched her play with the dark-red slit but made no move to help her. The steady flow of cunt lubricant had continued and her fingers were now brightly wet with the slippery substance, which had also welled out of the ripe slit and trickled down over her brownie.

"Ooohhh, honey! I can't wait any longer!" he groaned suddenly.

Marie quickly removed her mouth from his cock and rolled over onto her back. She would have preferred mounting him, sitting over his prick and guiding it up into her boiling-hot snatch, but he had no patience with such outlandish ways of screwing. Paul Ryan insisted that there was only one way to ball, and he was a man who was accustomed to having his way. Marie, well-versed in his sexual preferences after having dated him for six months, obediently brought her legs up high and spread them wide. Paul lay over her, extending his brawny, powerful arms to support himself and catching her legs just behind the knees, and she reached down to grasp his cock in one hand. She used her other hand to spread the lips of her pussy wide. After rubbing the swollen, livid tip of his prick over her soft, inner flesh for a moment and coating it with the rich oil her cunt had produced, she looked up with a question in her eyes.

"Ready?" she asked.

He nodded, keeping his own eyes locked in place at the junction of their sexual organs, and she nosed the big tool into the mouth of her cunt. He bore down against her and her hand kept his prick in place as he increased the pressure. Marie groaned slightly as the broad head forced the rim of her cunt into a big circle. By pulling her legs so far back, she had drastically foreshortened her cunt and, in effect, constricted the hole. Getting his cock inside her twat would have been far simpler had she been allowed to extend her legs to a more comfortable angle, but she did not object; if anything, she rather enjoyed it because it made the entry so much more deliciously difficult and therefore all the more pleasing. Apart from the climax, she loved the entry most and could gladly have endured it over and over again had Paul been wining to give her that particular pleasure.

Once his cock was in, it was in for good, he believed, and thus he made no effort to repeat the process. He forced his way into her hole with a powerful effort and she gave another little wheezing gasp of pleasure when she felt her cunt finally give way and admit the burly tool. He continued to watch his cock pierce her snatch and muttered something under his breath when he saw that he had firmly seated the stiff rod. Marie pulled her hands away and placed them around his hips. She dug her fingers deep into the tightly packed flesh and pulled him towards her, giving her hips a toss from side to side as she did so.

The extreme position she had adopted robbed her of most of her mobility, which was the basis for her main complaint against it. Paul preferred his women to be virtually immobile while they were being fucked. He had mentioned once that the women in the movies they occasionally saw had to be exceptionally depraved to mount a man and moved their bodies in such lascivious ways; it never occurred to him that his own hangups might be equally remarkable, and Marie knew better than to suggest such a notion to him.

Paul Ryan was an extremely complex man, no doubt of that. He had no compunctions about using his position as chairman of Midwood's school board to pressure the more attractive women teachers into going to bed with him, notwithstanding his reputation as a pillar of his local church and his married state. Hypocrites came in all shapes, sizes and colors, as Marie well knew, but she had never seen a more flagrant case than Paul Ryan. Still, for all his moral duplicity he was a man, she had to admit that, and the small, rural township of Midwood did not exactly have an abundance of attractive single men to squire her about. Except for the basketball coach who had left Midwood after one year, Marie had not screwed a man since her husband had left her two years ago – not until Paul Ryan had begun paying attention to her.

At thirty-seven, Marie seemed to be coming into her sexual prime, at least as far as her enjoyment was concerned. Never before had she ever wanted men so much, she thought, nor had she ever felt as much outright pleasure at having one, even so mediocre a fuck as Paul Ryan. There were days when her desire for a cock was so strong that she could almost feel one of the big, hot tools sliding into her cunt, which seemed to stay on a low boil at an times. Her taste for sperm was stronger than ever, too.

Paul leaned farther over her and extended his legs to the rear until he was supporting all his weight on his extended arms and the balls of his feet. His cock pointed straight down into her cunt and slithered in and out as he bounced up and down on her. Marie looked down and saw the thick spike plunging in and out of her; her cunt had already coated it with a rich coat of her juices. She remembered some of the scenes they had seen in the sex movies, and knew that Paul was consciously copying what he had seen there. A memory of those scenes flashed into her own mind and lent an added thrill to her enjoyment of the steady thrusting.

She knew that her asshole, tightly stretched and puckered, would be extremely visible. She could imagine the lips of her pussy stretching outward as he pulled his thick cock out, then being pushed down into the outer fold as he drove in once more. The sight of a hot, fat-lipped pussy being fucked had always struck her as sensual in the extreme and there had been a time, with Steve, when they had rarely balled without arranging mirrors around their bed so they could see themselves from a variety of angles. Paul's willingness to copy the styles of fucking they had seen on film would not extend to the final phase of the act, she knew, and this she found a source of occasional regret.

Ordinarily Marie would have preferred having her man shoot his balls off into her cunt, or possibly in her mouth or asshole, but there were times – perhaps once a week – when she would have liked for him to pull his prick out before coming and let her finish him with her hand. The mere thought of holding a big, hot cock, all slippery with cunt juices and fresh from her body, and fist-fucking it until the cum burst out in a fiery flood was enough to bring a low, guttural moan of desire to her throat.

Paul mistook the groan for lust and speeded up his plunging. Marie started to correct him, then gave it up; she would be able to excite herself enough to join him in his climax, she knew, and the hour was late enough that they ought to be getting back to Midwood anyway. She brought her hands up to her big, firm tits and palmed her nipples. The twin cones of lust-darkened flesh, sensitive in the extreme, responded quickly to her caress and transmitted extra amounts of sexual arousal to her nervous system. Her hips tossed jerkily and her cunt twisted around his pistoning cock.

"Unngghh!" he grunted. "God, make me come, honey, my balls are melting!"

"Aurrgghhh! Owwww!" she painted. "Oooh, fuck me, Paul, fuck my cunt off! Anngghh! Aiiieee! Do to me, do it now! I can't hold it any more!"

She shuddered as his prick drove into her pussy to the bans. The wiry hair growing around the base of the tool ground harshly against the lips of her pussy, mashing them against his crotch, and she felt his big, hairy bans scraping against the ultrasensitive mouth of her bung. She jerked up against him and sucked in a deep breath. Her abdominal muscles contracted with violent spasms when the climactic joy burst deep inside her cunt; the long, shuddering spasms caused her cunt to grip his dick tightly again and again. A low, quavering shriek of abandoned joy welled out of her throat when she felt his big cock heave once, then again, and finally begin spurting hot jizz.

Paul's orgasmic spasms never lasted long and the sperm only dribbled out in weak little jets but even so she felt him come. The pleasure of feeling a man's cock deep in her cunt, shuddering and quivering as his balls pumped out the hot cream, was enough to send her further into a delirium of sensual wonder. She continued grinding her hips around the impaling spike and clawed ever more furiously at her throbbing booby.

Just at the moment when Steve would have begun fucking her cunt with renewed fury, seeking to bring her body to another and even more abandoned stage of sexual pleasure, Paul collapsed weakly atop her. He released her legs and spread himself out on her with a long, wheezing gasp of satisfaction. Marie brought her legs down and locked them together around his thighs, giving one last flurry of movement, but she could feel his cock growing limper and smaller by the second. He was finished, she knew, and the knowledge that she had fucked the life out of his cock gave her far less pleasure than she would have liked.

Conceited bastard, she thought grimly. Pop your fucking nuts off and that's it, huh? Damn, what a waste of time! You can't even make a girl come twice!

There was nothing to be done, though. Once Paul had shot his wad, he was finished for the evening. No power on earth, she guessed, could get him aroused once he had emptied his balls in her cunt. He rolled off her with a grunt and lay on his back, dragging his wet, limp prick across her belly as he did so. She looked down at the small tool with a contempt she could barely disguise.

"It's getting late," he muttered.

"Yes, I suppose we ought to be getting back," she agreed, knowing that this was her cue to get moving.

They dressed quickly and left. Marie sat quietly as he drove her back to the spot where she had left her car; she could feel his cum slowly oozing out of her pussy and drenching her panties with its liquid warmth, but she did not move. Her skirt was due for a cleaning anyway.

Paul said little as they drove through the night, and his good-bye, when he pulled up beside her car, was only a perfunctory one. Marie watched him drive off and then, muttering a curse, got into her own car and drove away.

CHAPTER TWO

Marie eased her car into the carport beside her house, switched off the engine and went inside. She paused by the kitchen sink to pour herself a very stiff Scotch and water, figuring that the drink would help her relax and forget about the tensions still gnawing at her womb. She carried the drink through the darkened dining room and went directly to her own room, where she put up her purse and quickly undressed. The crotch of her panties was sodden with the sperm which had dripped from her cunt on the ride home; she used a dry portion to wipe off a trickle that ran down her left leg.

The Scotch quickly warmed her blood and she felt the effects of the alcohol. Added to the two drinks she had had before dinner and the stiff brandy afterwards, the Scotch was enough to put her into a very mellow mood. She eyed the stack of papers on the card table beside her bed and shuddered: all her biology classes at Midwood High had taken six weeks' exams that day and were waiting to be read and marked. They would keep until tomorrow, she told herself, or possibly even the day after. Charles Miller, the superintendent, might have frowned at her careless attitude, but he would have frowned even more, she realized, if she had offended Paul Ryan by refusing to go out with him that evening.

Marie slipped on a sheer dressing gown, belted it loosely around her waist and drained the last of her drink before going to the bathroom. Upon stepping out into the hallway, she noticed a light shining under the door of her son Mike's bedroom. It was twelve or a little after, she knew, and rather late for him to be awake so she went in to investigate. Her soft knock received no answer, and she repeated it. Still receiving no answer, she opened the door and looked inside. His bedside radio was playing softly and he was stretched out sound asleep. What brought her up short, however, was the fact that he was stark naked. He had kicked the covering sheet down and thus she was able to see his cock.

My God, he's hung just like his father! she thought.

She stared in amazement. Although he was sixteen and taller than she was, she still thought of him as a child, and therefore she found it all the more difficult to comprehend the enormity of the cunt-splitter rearing out from the dark patch of hair at the base of his belly. The tool was even larger than Paul's, and it was rock hard. A pair of man-sized balls completed the exciting picture.

Moving very quietly, Marie stepped across the room until she was standing directly beside his bed. The swollen cock, inflamed with lust and colored a deep pink, lay stretched across his belly. The foreskin was drawn tight around the big, arrow-shaped head; a tiny circle had formed at the end, showing the narrow slit crowning the very tip of the burly rod. Marie's eyes widened when she saw a tiny, shining droplet of sperm well up into that slit, and she felt a powerful surge of electric vitality radiate out from her clitoris. The tiny nub nestled between the lips of her pussy began transmitting frantic messages of sexual arousal to the rest of her body, throbbing heavily with every beat of her heart. Marie looked down at her son's cock for a long minute. She did not move a muscle, though a very observant spectator looking in just the right places could have seen her big nipples swelling out against the sheer fabric of her gown. All the frustration, all the pent-up emotion she had felt with Paul now surfaced inside her and came to a head. She felt a mighty throbbing inside her brain. After gazing longingly at the swollen prick, she gave a low, quavering moan and then impulsively bent over her son.

Lifting up his cock and placing her lips over the tightly drawn foreskin in one motion, she extended her tongue and licked up the droplet of sperm which lay in the tiny crevice crowning the big rod. The taste of his cum, so salty and yet also incredibly sweet, inflamed her senses with urgent desires. She lost all consciousness of herself and her surroundings; it seemed that she had become a gigantic mouth and that there was nothing else in the world but her lips, her tongue and the head of Mike's cock. The boy stirred upon his bed and in doing so involuntarily lifted his hips slightly. The shift was enough to make his prick slide a fraction of an inch farther into his mother's waiting mouth. Feeling the shift, she lost all control of herself.

Marie groaned – a sound of primitive, animal lust – and shoved her mouth far down the thick shaft of Mike's stiff cock. She never noticed that her exertion forced open the loosely belted robe, allowing her big, fire-tipped tits to swing free. Her tightly gripping lips forced back the foreskin covering the head of the prick, and she felt the naked, flaring head of his cock sliding into her hot, wet mouth. Her tongue naturally welcomed the knobby intruder, curling around it in a tight embrace and sliding over the most sensitive spots.

Although Mike was still asleep, he reacted in a thoroughly natural way: he thrust up into the warm, wet, tightly gripping cavity being forced around his cock and, in doing so, shoved more of his tool into her throat. The head slid far back, probing deep, and Marie felt a sudden surge of exultation. She had long ago learned how to relax her throat muscles, so a cock could penetrate her mouth to the maximum, and she exercised that capability now. Her lips brushed against the chestnut-hued fur growing out of the base of her son's bevy, and she had virtually an his hard prick in her mouth. She skewered her face around his cock, making her mouth and tongue do fantastic things to the big rod, and then puked away, only to drive her mouth down on his dick once more. Mike, coming awake now, still reacted instinctively and lowered his hips down to the bed, only to drive upward once more.

"Unnggh!" he moaned. "Ahhhh!"

Two thrusts were enough to bring his youthful, inexperienced passions to a boil. Marie thrived with savage delight when she felt his cock give a tremendous leap within her mouth; she gave no thought to the fact that this was her son's cock and that she was committing am incestuous act. Filled with overwhelming desire and conscious only of the bigness, the hardness of the cock in her mouth, she surrendered to its intoxicating power. The first shattering jet of sperm rocketed into her throat, and was quickly followed by mother of even greater strength. The hot cream flooded out of his cock in violent spurts and she was hard put to swallow all of it. Her hunger for the heady, tasty gruel raged, and her throat worked rapidly as she swallowed the hot load. She continued to work her face around his prick and caress the pulsating tool with her tongue until every drop of his load had been fired off. Once she had completely licked his cock clean and had satisfied herself that his climax was ended, she pulled her face away and gave a long, low groan of satisfaction.

"Mom!" Mike breathed, able to speak for the first time. "My God, I thought I was dreaming! It really was you!"

"Did you dream that I was doing it to you?" she murmured, straining to get her eyes into proper focus. "Oh, darling, I looked in to see how you were and… you were lying here naked, so beautiful, and I… well, I just couldn't resist, no matter how hard I tried!"

She was only too aware that his cock had lost little or none of its enormous size and stiffness. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she suddenly found that her thighs were quivering madly, and she clasped the big tool in her right hand and pumped it slowly, lovingly. Her saliva still coated the thick shaft and her fist slid back and forth easily.

"Jesus, you really did it!" he whispered. "You really went down on me! Nobody ever did that before!"

"It isn't a young girl's game," she replied. "A woman has to grow up a lot before she's ready to have a man that way."

"W-W-Was it really good?"

"Marvelous! You came and came and came," she answered, "just the way I like it best. Oh, Mike, I haven't had it that good since your father left! Mmmm, you were just wonderful!"

His prick remained hard as a bar of iron in her fist, and her slow pumping action inevitably reminded her of fucking. She became aware of her opened robe and of Mike's clear, brown eyes sliding over her big boobs. Whereas Marie ordinarily would never have permitted her son to look at her naked tits, she now found herself in a drastically different situation. Perhaps it was the strong aftertaste of his cum that still lingered in her mouth; it might have been the warm, comforting presence of his cock in her right hand. Whatever the case, Marie forgot all about their mother-son relationship and concentrated solely upon the self-evident facts: he was a man and she a woman.

Suddenly she felt desire sweep over her entire body in a tidal wave of sexual lust. Her cunt began throbbing, and she felt an urge taking shape within her body. Rising slowly to her feet and releasing her grip upon his cock, she shrugged out of the sheer gown and stood before him for a moment in all her naked glory. His eyes widened in surprise and roamed down over her softly curving bevy, farther down to take in the swelling line of her hips and then up the sturdy, womanly thighs to light upon the thick patch of dark fur covering her pussy.

Without saying a word, Marie got onto the narrow bed and knelt over his crotch. Her hands sought his cock, found it and brought it to a vertical angle. She nosed the naked, bulbous tip between the lips of her pussy – she nearly cried out with delirious joy when his hot cockhead scraped against her sensitive slit – and stuffed it into the mouth of her cunt. Mike had been taken by surprise by her quick move and made no move to stop her. When he saw what his mother intended, he raised himself up onto his elbows, but the sight of her pussy, angry red with lusty fervor, stilled whatever protest he had been going to make. He saw the puffy, swollen lips being stretched open by the fingers of one hand and his cock being guided into place by the other; the sight entranced him, and he watched with the greatest interest.

Marie rocked back and forth slightly, enjoying the feel of the big rod against the rim of her cunt, and then lowered herself. Her weight pushed the taut, muscle-rimmed mouth of her cunt down on his prickhead, and she gasped with pleasure as she felt her hole being stretched to the utmost. Mike's cock was far bigger than Paul, she now realized, and the hefty girth of his tool gave her am anxious moment before she felt it slip inside her box. She went farther down, taking three or four inches of his prick into her cunt, and then paused, shuddering painfully.

"Ooooh, it's wonderful!" she sighed. "I can't believe that anything would feel this good! Mmmm, I've been wanting something like this for so long!"

Mike said nothing, being far too engrossed in savoring the way her hot, slick cunt gripped his prick. He was no virgin, but none of the three girls he had fucked had attacked him with the knowing precision, the fierce joy that his mother displayed. And none, he quickly realized, had had a cunt so burningly tight! Not even Sally Field's pussy had been this tight, he thought, and she had surrendered her cherry to him! Marie's cunt still bore a slight coating of Paul's orgasmic spew which, together with her own erotic juices, thoroughly lubricated every portion of the tunnel awaiting her son's big cock. He was filling her to the brim, stuffing her cunt as it had not been stuffed in ages, and yet she felt not the slightest discomfort.

Even though the boy had shot off a load not five minutes before, he had already recovered enough to be extremely receptive to the unusual stimulation given by his mother's highly skilled cunt. He strained up, forcing more of the rod into her twat; the sight of his cock forcing the flesh inward stirred him deeply and he began thrusting in and out of her cunt at a faster clip. Marie joined in, and set up a grinding, thrashing counterpoint. She fucked eagerly for a minute or two, then abruptly stopped.

"No, not so quick!" she panted, reachlng down to still his thrusting body. "Make it last, darling. Make it last for a long time. Then we'll both come even better!"

"I don't think I can wait!" he gasped. "Unngghh! It's out of sight!"

Marie managed to persuade him to try it her way, and he gradually regained control of himself.

"Just enjoy it," she murmured, "but don't get carried away, not yet anyway. Let yourself build up again – there's plenty of time!"

In truth she could barely restrain herself. His cock bored deep and gave the most exquisite sensations to her tight, strained cunt. Mike continued to look at her pussy and the way it clasped his prick. She guessed that his girl friends were too modest to let him look between their legs to his heart's content; she remembered how painfully shy she had been when she was fourteen and fifteen.

For the first three years of her sexual life – from the age of fourteen, when she had lost her virginity to a hulking linebacker from the sophomore football team, to seventeen, when she had slipped into a passionate affair with one of her father's best friends – she had found it impossible to believe that anyone could really be interested in looking at that wet, hairy slit between her thighs. To be sure, every boy she dated wanted to feel it, and when they succeeded, they wanted to go further, but she could not imagine that they actually wanted to see it. Luke, her father's friend, had rapidly corrected her misapprehension. When he tried to kiss her hot little pussy the second time they furtively met, she had been scandalized, but he had insisted so strongly that she finally gave in. Later she had spent long hours sitting on her bed, a mirror held between her widespread thighs, and had examined her pussy minutely. Luke had convinced her of his sincerity in wanting to see and lick the swollen red slit, but it would be several years, before she finally saw that her pussy was indeed a beautiful, desirable thing. Steve had further reassured her, swearing that she had the best-looking, the sweetest-tasting pussy in all of Bradford College.

Mike's eyes worked a strange kind of magic on her. Even though neither of them was moving a muscle – except for his cock, which throbbed regularly with each beat of his heart – she felt herself nearing a come. Finally, groaning deep in her throat and bringing a hand up to squeeze one of her nipples, she lurched back and forth on him for a moment and came. Mike tried to join her, but she was too quick for him; the spasms rippled through her belly and died away before he could get himself hot enough to shoot another blast of cum.

"It's fantastic!" he muttered thickly when she settled back on him and opened her eyes. "When you were getting off, I could feel your cunt grabbing at me. It's like you were trying to milk me down! Jeez, I never felt anybody do that before!"

Marie did not bother trying to explain how she had worked so long so her cunt muscles would convulsively massage a cock when she came. There would be time enough for that later, she well knew. She begged for a moment or two in which to recover her equilibrium, and promised that soon he could join wholeheartedly in an all-out fucking session. She asked him about his sexual experience, finding it easy to frame such an intimate question when he was lying naked under her, with his cock rammed halfway up her lathered cunt. She discovered that he had screwed using only the missionary position. Marie had had plenty of that with Paul, and was determined to work out some of her more exotic desires that night. She suggested that he fuck her from the rear, dog-fashion, and saw a flashing light of assent in his expressive eyes.

"Some women can't make it this way at all," she explained as she lifted herself off him and looked down at his wet, cunt-smeared prick with relish. "But for the ones who can, there's nothing else like it! Especially when you want to play a more passive role."

She could not resist the temptation his juicy cock offered, and she bent over it. Her lips lightly grazed the musk-laden flesh; her warm, womanly scent made her clitoris throb even more rapidly. She sucked his cock lightly and kept a very close watch on his reactions, not wanting him to come in her mouth. After she had licked his prick free of the delicious juice, she gave him another moment to cool down.

Then she made him get off the bed and follow him into her own bedroom, where the big double bed would give them more freedom of movement. She pulled the covers back and knelt in the exact center of the bed, reflecting as she did so that this night she definitely would not sleep alone! Mike settled himself behind her and felt for her cunt, uncertain as to how he should proceed.

"Just take your time," she murmured softly. "Patience, remember? Get acquainted back there and when you're ready, just do what you feel like doing! And this time you won't have to hold back for anything. God, I feel so horny I think I could cream any minute!"

He located her hole, and awkwardly guided his prick up to the moist lips of her pussy. Marie pitched forward at the waist and flattened her tits against the bed, bringing her rump high in the air. She reached back between her thighs to part the lips of her pussy and guide his cock into place, though he was doing very nicely; once her hands were there, she began stroking her clitoris tightly. He angled the stiff shaft of his cock up until the big head was poised in the slippery mouth of her cunt, then began moving forward.

Marie let out a low, whimpering moan of joy when she felt his cock spreading the mouth of her cunt once more. He paused, fearing that he might be hurting her, but she reassured him on that score. More confident, he increased the pressure as her finger glided over her clitoris and intensified the longings bubbling within her womb. She gasped when his cock pierced the tightly stretched hole and popped into her eager cunt.

"Ugghh!" he groaned. "So fucking tight! Mmmm!"

Marie's mouth formed a series of silent "Oh's" and "Ah's" as he pressed against her, more intent now upon his own pleasure, and she felt her cunt being sliced apart by his relentless advance. Once his prick was firmly seated, she lifted her torso off the bed until she was supporting her weight on her knees and elbows. He was boring inward all the time, pumping back and forth with a slow, easy, rocking motion, and soon she felt that her cunt was being stretched to the limit. She bucked back against him and twisted her ass from side to side; he answered with an even more vicious thrust that nearly pitched her forward onto her face. Marie pulled her knees forward slightly and thrust her rump back in an effort to open her twat completely to him.

"Ooohh, fuck me!" she whimpered weakly. "Harder! Do it harder!"

Being fucked in this position, she had always thought, had given her the absolute maximum enjoyment of a man's cock. No other style of fucking allowed her to feel the tool with such exquisite precision, and few allowed such deep penetration. Besides these obvious advantages, there were moments when she definitely fancied being made into a creature of lust, a sexual slave completely at a man's most depraved whim. She had plenty of moments when her desires were of a completely different nature, but at this exact point in time, she derived a great deal of pleasure from passively receiving her son's eager thrusts. His big cock plunged in and out of her slit easily now, and he held her flanks in a death grip as he sought to excite himself to the bursting point. Marie contented herself with an occasional answering toss of her big ass and continued stroking her clitoris with one hand.

She pulled that hand back when he drove all his swollen cock into her cunt. His big balls, tightly packed with jizz, bounced against the lips of her pussy and scraped over her clitoris: she twitched convulsively when she felt the big eggs brushing the most sensitive part of her body. Mike grunted out an incoherent phrase and began fucking even faster. She knew that he was on the last lap, and that knowledge made her own senses hum all the more vibrantly.

"Anngghh!" he suddenly groaned. "Aurrgghh!"

She waited for him to lunge against her one last time and then plaster his quivering body against her butt as his prick blasted out stream after stream of steaming cum. Reaching between her thighs once more, she found his balls and rubbed them lovingly against her clitoris. She could feel them dancing about in the hairy bag, just as she could feel his distended prick swelling and pumping with convulsive spasms; his jism shot against the mouth of her womb in a blinding flood of orgasmic fury and sent her senses reeling with frantic joy. She bucked against him one last time and then felt something pop inside her belly. Enormous waves of blinding pleasure enveloped her, spreading from her cunt and clitoris to every part of her body and infusing her with a delirious pleasure. His cum, heated to near the boiling point by his lusty fervor, washed over the inflamed surfaces of her cunt and made her climax even more intense.

They hung together in that tight, shuddering embrace for several minutes. Mike rocked back and forth, working his prick in and out of her hole a few times, once the most violent part of his pleasure had passed; he knew how to heighten his own pleasure and the friction supplied by her tightly gripping cunt made his prick throb even harder. Finally he wilted against her, but she supported him easily and continued rubbing his bans over her pussy.

"No, don't take it out yet," she whispered when he tried to move away from her. "Stay on me! Stay on me! I love to feel a cock in there!"

After another moment she persuaded him to roll over with her so that they were lying on their sides, him behind her, his prick still lodged in her cunt. She rolled against him and reached between her thighs to caress the mighty tool which had fucked her so well. He said little, having been depleted by his fierce passion and its sudden release, and soon drifted off to sleep. Marie luxuriated in his warm presence, and slowly drifted off to a satisfied sleep herself.

CHAPTER THREE

Marie woke up before her son the following morning. As soon as the fog of sleep cleared from her brain, even before she opened her eyes for the first time, she was conscious of his warm presence beside her. The sensation of being in bed with another person at first reminded her of her husband, then of – Paul she had never spent the night with him, however – and only thirdly of her son. When she moved, she immediately became aware of the strenuous experience she had had the night before the all-out fucking session had stimulated muscles she seldom used in her screws with Paul, and her son's big, stiff cock had left her pussy raw and aching.

They had gone to sleep locked together, just as they had been when he had flooded her cunt with hot, thick cream that last time; his prick had slipped out of her cunt during the night and had allowed the sperm to seep out onto her flesh. When she moved, Marie felt a glowing warmth begin spreading outward from the lips of her pussy. Reaching down to test the slit, she found that it was still wet and slippery. Drawing her finger through the hot, throbbing lips, she bathed her finger in the liquid warmth she found there; the touch had em exquisitely pleasing effect and left her trembling with eagerness. She removed the finger and tasted it – the flavor was a heady, brain-twisting mixture of her own ripe cunt oils and her son's fresh, salty jizz.

Finally, Marie eased herself around until she was looking at her son. He lay on his back, sleeping peacefully; she could see the outline of his cock under the thin covering sheet. The tool looked as big as it had ever been the night before, even when it was thrust into her cunt to the hilt and was spurting out those incredibly sweet jets of hot sperm.

Marie eased the sheet off her son's body, consciously willing him to remain asleep, and held her breath. Gradually she uncovered the meaty treasure which had caught her eye. She twisted about on the bed, moving very slowly so as not to disturb the boy, and brought her face closer to his cock. The tool had skinned itself back in becoming hard and she could see that it was indeed a prime fucking implement. A crust of dried cum ringed the big, flaring head; she could see the gray scales of left-over sperm and at once recognized them for what they were. Holding her hair back, so that it would not drag on his body, she bent farther over him and whaled softly.

That same violently exciting aroma of leftover sexuality greeted her nostrils. The view of his cock, so big and hard, so eminently fuckable even at that moment, made her heart leap with a primitive joy. She ran her eyes over the long, thick rod and took in every detail. She loved the way his big balls distended the bag in which they rode; he looked as though he were loaded with cum and she quivered expectantly when she cast her mind back to the night before and remembered the violent way he had shot his load into her mouth. The memory of his jism, heated almost to the boiling point and sharp with lusty flavors, made her clitoris hum with new sexual energy.

Inevitably she brought her lips closer to the intoxicatingly beautiful tool, and then closed upon it with her lips. At first she kissed his cockhead softly and tenderly, barely touching her lips to the big rod, but her tongue soon nicked out to taste his meat. His cock tasted almost exactly like her finger after she had nun it through the lips of her pussy, and she found that she could no more resist the enchanting flavor than she could have stopped her pussy from throbbing so powerfully. Within seconds she was sucking his prick furiously, plunging her mouth far down the thick shaft and crushing the head of his cock against the roof of her mouth. She shivered with obscene delight when she felt that big, bulbous tip spear into the back of her throat; at that moment she wanted to be in total sexual possession of him. Had he had more cocks she would gladly have stuffed them into her cunt, her ass, her hands, between her tits, anywhere a prick might find a warm, snug resting place.

"Uh… hey!" the boy grunted, coming awake with sudden surprise. "Mom! Jeez, you're making me want to come already!"

Marie looked up at him and smiled with her eyes, never removing her mouth from his prick. She gave him an encouraging look, telling him that everything was all right and that she wanted to serve him in this way. He sank back onto the bed and relaxed somewhat, lifting his hips upward at the same time and plunging his cock deeper into Marie's waiting mouth. She moved from directly over him to a position above him, resting her cheek on his belly; when he drove his hips upward again, his prick speared in and out of her mouth. Marie realized that this was almost exactly the way it would be if she were kneeling above him and holding her body still while he fucked in and out of her cunt. That thought made her flesh tingle even more, and she consciously made her mouth into a cunt. She captured the head of his cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, holding it as tightly as possible, and he showed his appreciation of the change by fucking harder than ever. He reached down to hold her head immobile and soon was plunging his massive cock in and out of her mouth with a hard, driving intensity that told her he did not have long to go before he would again be flooding her mouth with his sperm.

Quite a change from Paul Ryan, Marie thought, her heart beating more eagerly every second. There were times when Paul's cock seemed to have no feeling in it at all, and he could thrust away at her cunt forever without having any effect. More than once he had lost his hard-on while fucking her. Young Mike's prick seemed to be made of steel, and she wondered if it would ever go down. The thought of taking a day off and fucking him into a state of limpness had a certain basic appeal to her, and she promised herself that she would try to carry it off at the earliest opportunity.

Meanwhile there was still the matter of the big prick now spearing in and out of her hot mouth. She could feel the muscles in his belly knotting tighter, drawn into quivering bands by the sexual tension she was helping create within him, and for a moment she regretted that his cock was not in her cunt. The moment of regret quickly passed, and she knew that she would have ample opportunity later to sample that tool, to feel it being thrust deep into her slit and prying the walls of her cunt apart.

"Unngghh!" he groaned, stiffening his body and lurching upward with a frantic urgency. "Ooohh, get it on, get it on and suck me off! I'm coming!"

Marie sucked harder than ever. Her fist circled his cock and she began masturbating him furiously, knowing that her hand's plunging strokes would help him attain an even more violent climax. When the first steaming jet of sperm burst into her mouth, flooding her taste buds with raw, undiluted male sexuality, she felt an answering response from her own pussy. She clasped her thighs together tightly, squeezing the lips of her twat together with her legs, and bobbed her hips back and forth. Though her own climax was nowhere near the kind of all-pervading total feeling of sexual delight she had known the night before when he had shoved his rigid tool so deep into her cunt, it was still a climax, and she groaned with utter delight as she felt her come mounting higher. She continued sucking her son's cock and jacking him off; the hot, salty sperm flooded out stronger than ever. She sucked his prick until the tool ceased its pulsating spasms and then finished him off by capturing the head of his cock between her thumb and forefinger. Steve had taught her how to give him that final caress, that last fillip of sexual pleasure, and she watched her son's prick closely as she squeezed the big, ripe head between her fingers. Sure enough, another droplet of his cum oozed from the slit in the pricktip. She squeezed it out onto the ball of her thumb and then transferred it to her tongue, delighting in the last taste of sperm.

Mike could hardly believe that she had actually sucked him off and had done so without making any effort at getting similar treatment in turn. She laughed at that and assured him that the pleasure of feeling his dick explode in her mouth had been a sufficient reward in itself, though she went on to admit that she had also had a small orgasm at the time his prick had been shooting. He expressed his surprise upon hearing that; she replied that she had always been able to achieve a climax when sucking a man off. When Mike expressed an interest in knowing how this was done, Marie gave him a short lesson in female sexuality.

She rolled onto her back, positioning her crotch close to his face, and spread her thighs wide apart. He showed a very real interest in examining her pussy, and she proudly displayed the hot-lipped slit to him. She pointed out the clitoris' hiding place and told him about its especially critical role in helping a woman achieve a full measure of sexual pleasure. She also indicated other important areas. Mike listened carefully, and appeared to take it all to heart.

Naturally the lesson had an entirely predictable effect upon the strong, virile boy – his first orgasm had only whetted his appetite, it seemed – and soon he was fingering her pussy eagerly. Marie lay back for a moment, working her box against his finger, and discovered that her son had a real talent for exciting a woman. His touch was light, as she had suggested, and affected her powerfully. For a moment she hoped that he would eat her cunt before starting to fuck it, but then she remembered her date in the motel room with Ryan, and at once the desire vanished. Her pussy would still have a residue of his sperm on it, and she had no desire to have her son's lips touching that man's cum!

My God, she thought as she pressed down with her hips, forcing her pussy against his fingers with more pressure, I'm actually lying here and thinking about having my own son eat my pussy! Is there nothing I won't think about?

Mike had other aspects of lovemaking on his mind, however. She was only too aware of his throbbing boner, which lay stretched across his belly like a bar of steel fresh from the furnace; the big, thick rod almost glowed with animal warmth and seemed to cast off a powerful sexual radiation. She could feel its strongly sexual impulses flowing into her nipples, it seemed, and from there spreading over her body with irresistible force.

"I think you're working us both up for a fuck!" she whispered. "At least, that's what you're doing to me. I hope it's working that way for you, too!"

Mike admitted that this was exactly what was on his mind, and Marie had no doubt whatever that he would soon have that magnificently swollen cock deep in her cunt; the only question was how this was to be done. She remembered the night before and how she had mounted him. Remembering this, she pulled him onto her body with impetuous hands and reached down to guide his rigid prick between the lips of her pussy. She sighed gently as she rubbed the huge, distended cockhead up and down her fragrant, moist furrow, so hot with lusty fervor; the mere feel of his cock against her pussy was almost enough in itself to bring her oft she knew.

Mike muttered an indistinct phrase, which she took to mean am expression of urgency, and she obediently stuffed the prick down into the mouth of her cunt. At the same time she threw her legs around him and locked her heels together at the small of his back; he rode into her with a sharp lunge that sent a third of his stiff cock spearing deep into the heart of her cunt. She cried out sharply upon feeling so much of the lust swollen tool plunge inward; the size of his cock seemed much greater now, and she threw her cunt up to him in a motion of total surrender. Cries of lusty joy ebbed from her lips, forced into life by the tremendously passionate forces at work within her fully aroused body; she rubbed her boobs into his broad chest and thrived as her nipples scraped against him, sending shudders of ecstatic delight over her flesh.

They fucked each other with a mounting fervor that quickly led to long, loud cries of agonized joy as both of them gave voice to the emotions raging through their lust-tom bodies. Mike began coming when he drove his stiff cock into his mother's cunt for the third time; she felt the big tool squirt out another jet of scalding sperm as it nosed into the deepest part of her cunt. The sensation set off an answering explosion within her own loins, and she began fucking with more intensity than ever. Her animated gyrations naturally heightened the boy's climax and, as he emptied his balls into her womb with loud cries of joy, she felt her cunt turn into a pulsing, fiery mass of anguished flesh. Heaving and shuddering with every movement of their bodies, she fucked her way to a long and exhausting climax, one that persisted until long after Mike's big balls had ceased to spit out that intoxicatingly delicious cream.

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed. "I'd forgotten what it was to fuck like that! Mmmm, you made me come over and over again. I thought I'd never stop!"

"Better than old Ryan?" he asked in a gentle, chiding tone.

"Oh, you know about him, eh? God, I've hated myself sometimes for giving in to him," she muttered, worried about his reaction. "But then… well, I just couldn't see anything else but to go ahead."

He assured her that she would never have to turn to Ryan again for her quota of sex, a promise which affected her in an odd way. On the one hand, she readily admitted that Mike was far superior to Ryan as a lover; the boy's sexual vigor and readiness to learn were assets which Ryan could never have. Still, he was her son, and Marie was not so broadminded that she could accept incest with no qualms whatever. It would take a supreme effort of her will, she knew, to turn her back upon so satisfying a lover as Mike, and she could see that she might well have to learn to live with the fact of incest.

They disengaged themselves after a while, and Marie went to fix their breakfast. After putting the breakfast dishes away they looked at each other silently, read the agreement in each other's eyes and returned to her bedroom. They spent most of that day sprawled on her bed, and at the end of the day she still had not marked a single exam paper. She had, however, administered a thorough-going sex test to her son, and had found him passing in every respect.

Their sex continued to blossom, and for the next week they thought of little else but their need for each other. Mike showed no qualms whatever about fucking his mother, and proved to be quite as proficient with his tongue as with his cock. They sucked each other in a variety of positions, often timing their climaxes so that they erupted at the same time; Marie especially loved to feel her cunt turning upside down and squeezing itself empty of every emotion at the same time that her mouth was being filled to overflowing with her partner's hot, sticky jism.

By fucking and sucking each other at every opportunity, they quickly cemented a new and far deeper relationship than they had had before. Thus Marie was especially put out when Paul Ryan called her at school on Friday, a week after the night when she had sucked and fucked her son for the first time, and insisted that she go out with him that evening. She tried to stall him off, but he refused to accept any of her evasions. She dared not refuse him point-blank; legend in the teachers' lounge had it that the few teachers who had declined his invitations had been teaching elsewhere the following year. Marie felt very secure in her home and had no desire whatever to find a new teaching job. She finally reluctantly accepted his repeatedly pressed invitation and agreed to meet him at seven that night.

Mike exploded with rage when she told him of her capitulation to Ryan. He fumed mightily when she tried to explain her giving in; she could tell that his outburst was aimed mostly at the lecherous Ryan, though inevitably some of his fury washed back upon her, too. Marie tried to point out to him the delicacy of her position, but that only made his anger hotter. The quarrel ended with him angrily stamping out of the house. Marie's heart sank as she watched the boy flee; she could not blame him for being angry, even at herself, since she felt a deep sense of disgust with herself as well as with Ryan. She wearily stacked the dinner dishes and went off to her bedroom to prepare herself for the evening ahead.

CHAPTER FOUR

Ryan took Marie to a neighboring town, and they went to an "adult" movie house. The first film, "Playground Swingers", was very much like several of the other fuck films she had seen with him, and involved three young couples who tried to pass themselves off as young teenagers. The girls looked to be about twenty, perhaps; they were an very well-built and fairly good-looking. The boys were an average lot, though one had an enormous cock which reminded Marie of her son's bulging prick. The couples quickly went through their paces and spent the remainder of the first hour fucking and sucking in a wide variety of positions. The boys moved from girl to girl, shoving their pricks into mouths and cunts with equal readiness, and Marie was again reminded of the special joy she had felt when she had tasted her own cunt juice on her son's stiff cock. Paul sat tensely through the film, barely moving; he did not care for hand-holding or other forms of physical contact while he watched the actors and actresses going through their lustful paces.

Marie settled back to watch the pricks being devoured by young, greedy mouths and cunts. As she watched, growing more and more aware of her own hot pussy – in spite of her feelings toward Ryan, she could not help being aroused at the sight of so much sexual activity – she wondered how Mike would react if he were sitting beside her. She tried to imagine herself occupying a seat beside him, and inevitably she saw herself reaching out to caress his prick, perhaps opening her own thighs to his questing hand in turn. She would remove her panties before going into the movie house with him, she thought; it would be nice to feel his strong, gentle fingers playing over her naked pussy as they watched other pussies being licked and probed in the most lascivious ways.

More than once, while attending these movies with Ryan, she had seen couples engaging in more or less advanced forms of sexual by-play as they watched the films. A lot of those couples had no qualms whatever about exchanging depraved caresses, she knew, and on several occasions she had been sure that she had seen women having orgasms. Once a couple had been sitting directly in front of them; when they had entered to take their seats, she had looked over their shoulders and had seen the man's hand plunged far under the woman's dress. Later, during an especially provocative moment in the film, Marie had seen the woman's head slowly topple over onto her date's shoulder. During a silent moment in the film's action – the man had pulled his cock out of her cunt and was shooting thick streams of cum over her tits – she had heard soft, fluttering gasps of unmistakable pleasure from the seats in front of her.

On another occasion she had been certain that she had seen a woman's head dip down and disappear in front of the man beside her; Marie had gone away believing that she had seen a man getting a blow job in a movie house. It was entirely likely, she knew; the patrons of those films tended to sit apart from each other as far as possible, and if one were on the back row, there would probably be no limit to what one could do. Unless, that is, one were attending the movie with a dull, mindless clod like Paul Ryan!

The second film was an entirely different story. Titled "The Great Danish Lover", it proved to be by far the most exciting film Marie had ever seen, though the beginning did not look like anything out of the ordinary. The film opened with a shot of a young, attractive-looking blonde sitting at a desk and punishing a typewriter. From time to time she would stop typing and reach into a drawer to pull out a magazine. The camera peeped in over her right shoulder and got a closeup shot of her reading matter; it was a pornographic magazine illustrated with shots as revealing as any Marie had ever seen. The camera showed the girl focusing on one special picture, a rear view of a couple at the absolute peak of what must have been an all-out fuck session.

The girl, who straddled the man, was deeply tanned all over; there were not even any triangles of white flesh over her nipples or covering her cunt mound. She had lifted her box off her well-hung lover and was grasping his cock, which was photographed in the very act of spurting out a thick spray of milky sperm. The shot caught the lovely contrast between the white cum and the dark flesh; a couple of blobs of sperm could be seen on the hairy lips of her pussy and another was arcing into the opened lips of her slit.

The girl put down her magazine and pushed her chair away from the desk, obviously in a high degree of distress. She wore a handsome off-white dress which barely covered the tops of her thighs and which molded her full, soft booby Marie could see the nipples poking at the clinging material, as if they were anxious to be freed. The girl pushed her chair against the window sill just behind her and propped her feet up on the desk. Her dress slid up around her stomach, revealing a wisp of yellow nylon trimmed with white lace. A dark shadow could be seen behind the panel of nylon.

The camera now moved to a position directly in front of the girl and below her – Marie did not stop to wonder how they had accomplished that shot – and focused on the junction of her widespread legs. Wisps of dark hair hung out on either side of her panty crotch, and the lighting was good enough to give the viewers a hint of the lusty flesh behind the panel of nylon. The girl reached down to begin caressing the upper parts of her thighs, and Marie felt her own body begin tingling with a subtle awareness. She had always loved the scenes which showed girls masturbating. Paul detested them, being interested only in the parts which showed pricks going into mouths or cunts, but Marie found that she could always get extremely aroused simply by watching another woman diddle herself.

The girl's hands moved slowly till she was rubbing her pussy through her panties. Marie became more aroused with every minute, and it was not long before she could feel her clitoris throbbing heavily. The girl continued to rub her pussy and gradually worked one finger into the leg of her panties. The sight of that finger working behind the filmy gauze struck Marie as far more exciting than a direct view of the action would ever have been; she could allow her vivid, hyperactive imagination to work freely and construct am image of the way the girl's finger was sliding over the swollen, lust-darkened lips, perhaps pausing to give the rigid clitoris a stroke and maybe even fondling the sensitive mouth of her cunt. Marie sucked in a deep breath and held it. She tried to will her body into a state of lesser excitement, since she feared that she might very well have an involuntary climax herself, and she did not want Paul to know that the film had affected her that drastically.

After fingering her pussy behind the panties for a moment, the girl pulled the garment aside. Marie's cunt at once slowed its race toward a climax when she saw that the pussy was not quite as exciting as she had imagined it to be. The girl had one of those slits in which the outer lips dominated the inner, the latter resembling delicate rose petals demurely peeping out of the fat folds of whiskered flesh enclosing them.

There was no mistaking the reality of the scene, however, and that did a lot to compensate for the pussy's lack of attractiveness to Marie. The camera alternated between closeups of her fingers roaming over her box, and wider shots which gave them a look at the girl's lovely face. She was enjoying herself, no doubt of that; this girl was am extremely accomplished artist and knew exactly how to give herself pleasure of the most abandoned sort. The sound track caught her quick, shallow breathing and the soft, whimpering moans that escaped from her lips as she worked herself up to a sharp emotional peak. Marie could not help responding to the sounds of sex, just as she warmed to the sight of the girl finger-fucking herself, and she knew that she was headed straight for an orgasm of her own.

"Mmmm, fuck!" the girl murmured in a husky, quavering tone. "Come! Cream! Ooohhh, come, you pussy, come! Fuck!"

She was running her finger up and down that juicy, passion-moistened slit in a way that must have been excruciatingly delightful. Marie was sure that the girl was on the verge of coming when suddenly she stopped. Rising to her feet, the girl pulled her hands away from her pussy. For a moment Marie thought that she was going to stop masturbating and her heart sank with despair. But the girl was just going to remove her panties. When she resumed her seat, with her legs propped up on the desk and spread wide apart, her pussy was completely bare. Her cunt mound had a small muff of dark hair covering it, a completely sexual sight, and the camera again returned to its vantage point just in front of her twat.

This time the girl attacked her cunt in a slightly different way, one which Marie found even more exciting. She continued rubbing her fingers up and down her slit, but she also reached under her left hip and began stroking the flesh around the mouth of her cunt. She teased the camera boldly, spreading the lips apart and then squeezing them together; the sight of that dark, whiskery slit opening and closing had a powerfully erotic effect upon Marie, and soon her clitoris was throbbing as hard as ever. The sensations became even more marked when the girl plunged a finger into the mouth of her cunt and began finger-fucking herself in earnest. She had a thoroughly delightful way of pinching the lips of her pussy together around the penetrating finger and making it seem very much as though she was actually taking a big cock up her cunt. After finger-fucking herself for a few moments, she stopped. The camera zoomed in even closer to catch the next phase of her action: she moved a cunt-smeared finger down to her asshole and probed, working the tip into the taut, puckered bung.

"A butt-fucker!" Marie heard Paul mutter under his breath, expressing his disgust in no uncertain terms. He continued to watch closely, she noticed; he had a peculiar ability to condemn certain acts which he watched with the closest attention. "Filthy pervert!"

Marie said nothing, of course. She continued watching the girl's hands and enjoying the sight immensely. She saw the girl stick the cunt-greased finger into her own asshole, driving it in to the first and then the second knuckle; the sight affected Marie powerfully, and she could tell that she would very soon be pouring out a flood of warm, ripe cum into her panties if something did not intervene to rescue her. The girl on the screen now reached into her cunt with two fingers of her other hand, and hooked them into the tender, moist gash. She began working her crotch against her hands with slow, grinding movements which struck Marie as the height of sensuality.

The sound track continued to produce a series of sighs, moans and gasps which were intoxicatingly effective. After several minutes of dual stimulation – to Marie it seemed like hours – the girl finally emitted a shrill, wavering cry and began to come. Moaning fervent oaths and twisting about in the chair, the girl had herself a long, pulsating climax that brought another trickle of clear, glistening fluid welling out of her cunt and coursing over her flesh. As she watched and heard this display of all-out sensuality, Marie felt her own cunt responding in kind: she sat very still, holding her breath, and then it happened, a quick, shuddering blast of sexual joy that burst within her cunt and quickly spread over her entire body. The waves of orgiastic joy spread rapidly and then evaporated. It was not a full-scale, extended come, not anything like the marvelous climaxes she had enjoyed with Mike, but it was a genuine, 100-percent orgasm all the same.

The girl sat slumped in her chair for a moment as she recovered from what had very obviously been am immensely pleasing climax. She continued working her fingers in and out of her flesh but Marie, no stranger to that form of pleasure, knew exactly what she was doing: she was merely enjoying the last, ebbing moments of her joy and congratulating her pussy and asshole on having performed so well for her. Marie knew nothing of the peculiar delights of finger-fucking herself in the ass, but the exciting sample she had just seen put her active mind to working, and she filed the memory away for future reference.

The girl shook her mane of long, blonde hair, obviously dyed, and went back to typing. From time to time she would pull out her pornographic magazine and leaf through it, or perhaps reach under her dress to administer a tender, loving caress to her pussy – the camera caught these little moments of passion, too – but she did not again masturbate in that about way. Finally, when the clock on the wall read five o'clock, she put a cover over her typewriter, took her panties from the desk drawer and stuffed them into her purse, and walked out of the office. The camera followed her home, using a series of fast cuts to suggest her route, and inside her apartment. It was then that the true meaning of the title appeared: "The Great Danish Lover" proved to be an immense Great Dane, a perfect beast of an animal whose shoulder came up to the girl's hip. He bounded into the apartment's living room when she whistled, and began nuzzling under her skirt just as though someone had hidden a big strip of sirloin there. It was not sirloin that he found; a much more succulent piece of meat awaited his big, slavering muzzle. The girl let him nuzzle frantically for a moment, standing upright and lifting her skirt slightly to give him easier access to her pussy; the huge animal burrowed into her crotch with all the enthusiasm anyone could have wanted. Marie's eyes widened with shock when she saw this. She had heard of women fucking with animals, of course, but she had never put much stock in any of those stories; they had always struck her as the product of especially depraved minds.

Now, seeing the eagerness with which the beast stuck his nose between the girl's widespread legs and watching the expression of pure joy spread over her lovely face, Marie could not doubt that the stories were true, or at least possible. Here, before her very eyes, was at least one example proving that sex with animals was not only possible but, at least to some, highly enjoyable. The girl endured the dog's frantic nuzzling for another moment, then began pulling her dress up and over her head. Her body was completely naked under the dress, as Marie had suspected; her tits were every bit as large as the earlier shots had suggested, and were also extremely well-shaped. Big, ripe globes of ivory flesh, they jutted out from her ribcage like big melons. Each had a luscious-looking nipple sitting atop a big aureole; the nipples resembled pears in shape and were very large.

The girl continued to feed her pussy to the eager dog and began massaging her great boobs as he lapped at her box. The camera moved in close: Marie saw the dog's pink tongue glide through the mass of hair covering the slit and disappear between the outer lips. A thrill of perverse pleasure ran through her body when she saw that; somehow, the sight of the dog licking the girl's pussy affected her strongly.

Paul, of course, was muttering an almost continual stream of curses under his breath. Marie had never seen him react so violently to one of the sex films they often attended, and for a moment she feared that he might go so far as to leave. She need not have worried; although he uttered dire threats and prophesied a sad, inglorious ending for any girl depraved enough to screw around with a dog, he sat rock firm in his seat. Marie let out a breath of relief and sat back with more comfort, knowing that he was only letting off steam and that he was not about to leave the theater. However much he reviled the film, she realized, he also wanted to see the girl going through her paces with the huge animal and would stay to the bitter end.

"Ooohh, eat my cunt out, you pussy-loving bastard!" the girl murmured softly. "Get me real hot and then you can pop your wad! Yeah, I got it so fucking hot for you, you'll melt that big dick of yours once you get it shoved up my cunt!"

The girl let the dog lap her box for another moment or two, then led him over to a low hassock. He wanted to keep licking her pussy, but she had other plans in mind. Positioning him so that he presented a side view to the camera, she managed to get him placed so that the camera could zoom in on his cock. Marie again gasped with surprise when she saw the big, obscene cock which extended from the pouch beneath the animal's belly. The tool most nearly resembled a giant carrot, except that no carrot ever had that wet, living look which the Great Dane's cock had. The girl jacked the dog's prick for a moment – Marie could see the droplets of cum the tool emitted – and displayed the dick for all to see. She pressed the skin back around the big prick and a gigantic knot forced its way out of the furry sheath.

The girl lay back on the hassock, and the big dog leaped astride her. The camera caught the quivering of his big haunches as he squirmed closer to the girl; there could be no doubt that the dog was supremely ready to fuck the girl to within an inch of her life. She pulled him into place and reached down to guide his cock into her cunt mouth. The camera caught that, too, even to the way it forced the puffy, swollen lips aside and speared into the girl's waiting hole.

"Unngghhh!" the girl sighed, driving upward with her hips and holding onto the dog's back with her hands. "Now fuck, you big bastard! Fuck my cunt off!"

The dog needed no such encouragement, of course. His taste of the girl's pussy had fired him with enthusiasm, and he began humping exactly as though she were the most luscious bitch in the entire world. The girl grunted and gasped as the dog fucked her; the camera from time to time caught glimpses of her pussy, and everyone could see that the dog was indeed pouring his prick into her cunt. The camera happened to be focused on the girl's pussy at the moment when the big knot thrust into her cunt. Marie sucked in a sharp breath as she saw that obscene swelling penetrate the girl's box; she knew that the extra dimension of that particular part of the dog's cock must have put an almost intolerable strain on the girl's cunt hole.

The girl cried out in delicious agony when she felt the big knot being forced into her twat. She squirmed all the harder and gave every indication of being fully responsive to the dog's big cock. Her hips quivered as she fucked back at him and her cries, mounting to a shrill peak of lusty joy, reflected the inner turmoil she was experiencing. Marie's own cunt began twitching again and she sat very still, hoping that she would not come a second time; she had never before come more than once while watching a battery of fucking films, but then she had never before seen a film which affected her so strongly. She had never had any interest in fucking any kind of animal, but the unrestrained, uninhibited screw she witnessed transcended all her expectations.

The big dog humped away until he had completely exhausted himself. When he finally slumped down off the girl and slunk away, his step had lost all its vibrant, lively bounce and he was the very picture of the exhausted lover. The girl continued to sprawl on the hassock, her desires far from depleted. The camera moved down to a spot between her legs and focused on her pussy. It caught the first trickle of dog sperm flowing from the mouth of her cunt; the trickle quickly became a full-scale flood. The girl caught most of the jizz in her fingers and rubbed it over her pussy and thighs, murmuring obscene phrases of delight as she did so. She began finger-fucking herself again succeeded in bringing yet another long, shuddering orgasm from the depths of her cunt.

Paul was livid with rage as they walked out of the movie house. He ranted at great length about the obscenity of the film, and finally Marie, utterly disgusted with his hypocritical charade, asked him why he stayed through all of it if it was so offensive. That set off a further argument between them, and it ended with him depositing her beside her parked car and driving off at a very high rate of speed. Marie heaved a big sigh of relief as she watched the tail lights disappear; she felt rather proud of herself for having gotten through the evening without having to submit to his arrogant, self-centered fucking. She gratefully got into her car and drove back to her home. Her mood of self-congratulation turned to despair, however, when she saw the house dark. Upon going inside and searching it thoroughly, she found no sign of her son. It was not unusual for him to stay out so late, especially on a Saturday night – it was not quite twelve o'clock when she arrived – but when she remembered the furious rage with which he had left the house, she could not help but worry about him. She sat down in the living room and tried to concentrate on a magazine while she waited for him to return but, between worrying about her son and remembering vivid flashes of the girl's fuck with the Great Dane, she had no consciousness at all of the words on the pages she flipped so idly.

CHAPTER FIVE

Mike's anger had settled into coldness by the time he returned home later that evening. He was civil enough to his mother but very distant, and she did not find his manner encouraging enough to warrant any detailed description of how she and Ryan had spent the evening. She mentioned that they had a violent quarrel and that he had taken her home early, hoping that this would modify the youth to some extent; he looked up at that but did not follow up on her statement. They talked for a few minutes more, then went to sleep in separate beds for the first time in a week.

The coolness persisted for several days. Marie tried a few tactful hints which could have restored their relationship to the former passionate level she had enjoyed so much, but Mike gave no indication of catching them. Even as she was working to restore their lost relationship, however, another part of her mind was crying out for her to take this opportunity to stop the incestuous affair. She began wondering if perhaps she ought not to take the chance and sever the affair then and there. The chances of their continuing it for very long without being discovered were not especially good, she suspected, and if she were to be discovered, then she could kiss her teaching career good-bye then and there. As Mike's coolness persisted, she became firmer in her resolution to keep the barrier between them, though she knew that it would be extremely difficult to carry out the resolution.

The campaign for domestic decency, as Marie wryly referred to her effort, lasted until Tuesday. As they were arising from the dinner table, she noticed an enormous bulge in the front of his jeans, the unmistakable sign of his sexual excitement. He paused, noticing her stare, and looked down at his trousers. Marie's pussy flamed into instant life at the sight of her son's hard-on. She had conscientiously abstained from any kind of sexual action since the last Friday night, when she and Ryan had gone to the sex film and she had had that pair of involuntary orgasms while watching the girl masturbate and then fuck her "Great Danish Lover". The abstinence had tested her severely, but she had managed to keep her hands from between her thighs all that period.

"How much longer are we going to keep pretending that nothing happened?" she murmured, keeping her eyes locked on the big bulge of bard male meat. "You don't like it. I can see that!"

"I don't know," he replied. "I want it, sure, but damn it to hell, I just hated the thought of you making it with that Ryan slob!"

Marie explained that she had not made it with Ryan, that their quarrel had erupted before he could get serious about taking her to a motel or another place where they could fuck. Mike looked at her for a moment, as though he might be attempting to assess the truth of her claim, and then came towards her. Marie rose to her feet and welcomed him with open arms. They began kissing with a mad, heated intensity that signaled a complete capitulation to the wild forces at work within their bodies. Marie rubbed her cunt mound against her son's boner with free abandon, enjoying the contact with that huge rod, and felt her pussy grow even hotter.

They tongued each other's mouths with a fierce hunger and allowed their passions to run rampant. After rubbing her crotch against her son for a moment and bringing herself to a screeching, jangling pitch of sexual fever, Marie knew that there was no turning back. She leaned away from the excited boy, keeping her pussy jammed up hard against his prick, and looked into his eyes she read the open, hungry desire there and knew that he was hers once more. She saw nothing but relied upon her actions to convey her message.

Releasing him, she lifted her dress and slipped out of her panties. Mike watched her intently as she cast the garment aside and then hopped up onto the counter beside the kitchen sink. Fortunately the blinds were closed, and they could enjoy complete privacy; otherwise Marie would never have had the presence of mind to have closed them. She was far too excited to think about mundane things like that. She spread her legs wide apart as she sat on the very edge of the counter, exposing her pussy completely; the puffy slit opened up and beckoned invitingly. She put her desire into words then, urging the boy to get between her legs and fuck her.

Mike hesitated for only a moment, and then began tearing at his trousers. He ripped them open and brought his cock out into plain view; the tool's naked head glowed with aroused passion as he peeled back the foreskin and got ready to jam it into her cunt. He was tad enough to aim his swollen cock directly into the heated, passion-darkened lips of her pussy, and he did so, bringing a soft, moaning sigh of delight to her lips. Her slit closed around his prick hotly and welcomed it back into her cunt. His cock easily slid through the puffy lips guarding the wet mouth of her cunt. Marie lifted her knees slightly, opening her snatch more fully; he pressed harder, and she felt the huge tool forcing the mouth of her cunt to yield. She wrapped her legs around his ass and leaned back against the cabinet. Looking down between their bodies, she saw the thick shaft of his dong joining their separate masses of crotch hair. The sight stirred her sex-crazed mind deeply, and she shivered with joy as he forced more of his cock into her cunt, narrowing the distance between the masses of hair. She willed herself to relax as much as possible, knowing that the boy was probably highly aroused and would no doubt be shooting his balls off at any time. She wanted to enjoy his orgasm without the added interference of a climax of her own; by devoting herself solely to feeling his cock explode and saturate her cunt with his steaming sperm, she calculated, she would be able to experience it more completely. Deliberately setting aside all thought of her own pleasure, she started exciting him as much as possible.

He groaned and trembled as he forced more of his big, stiff cock into her cunt; she wriggled her hips from side to side slightly, enough to make her cunt grind around his prick, and he closed his eyes with a shudder. He withdrew his cock slightly, grimacing as the friction heightened his pleasure, and aimed another long, slithering thrust into the heart of her cunt. She could see the muscles in his handsome body knotting up into quivering bands of excitement; the visible evidence of her exciting effect on him was almost as arousing as the way his huge prick bulged out the walls of her cunt and scraped over the ultra-tender flesh inside that hot, moist tunnel.

He gave her another thrust, and then raised up onto the balls of his feet, groaning with savage pleasure. Recognizing that he was about to come, Marie gripped him harder with her legs and began rocking her ass from side to side. She uttered the most obscene, abandoned expressions she could think of. Mike responded gloriously to her stimulation and rammed his cock into her snatch once more, grunting with passion as he sought to drive the tool all the way inside her cunt. She felt a mighty tremor of sexual delight rum through his body and then that incomparable prick burst into living, flooding glory. The long period of abstinence had made her cunt very sensitive, and she felt every twitch of his cock as it swelled up, pumped once without emitting any sperm, and then erupted into gushing life. The first powerful jet of sperm, heated almost to the boiling point by his fierce excitement, squirted into the deepest part of her cunt and brought a gasping cry of agonized pleasure to her lips.

"Agghhh! Oooohh, come!" she muttered, feeling her pussy twitch and begin its own peculiar response to that stirring evidence of sexual pleasure. "Shoot!"

Mike's cock became a veritable fountain of creamy, boiling jizz. The tool burst out time and time again with exquisitely strong gushes of his cum, shooting the hot cream into every portion of her cunt. Although she had consciously tried not to come, she could not deny herself the pleasure of responding to that powerful tribute to her sexual powers. Inevitably her clitoris began to throb and pound with heavy, sensual vibrations when she felt her son's cock quivering and swelling as it continued to pump out that scalding flood of cum; she could not stop herself, and, once she had savored the primitive delight of feeling him come, she did not want to. Throwing herself against him as best she could and gathering him closer with her legs, she fucked herself into a frenzy against his cock and soon felt her cunt throbbing powerfully.

Grunting and sobbing as her own climax quickly rose in intensity until it matched young Mike's abandoned release, Marie allowed her hips to move where they would. Every movement of her body brought another tingling jolt of sexual joy to her painfully throbbing clitoris, but she could not keep herself from driving the climax to its absolute, ultimate peak. Again and again she felt those incredibly sensuous waves of joy coursing through her cunt, spreading wider and farther away from their origin until finally her entire body was suffused with orgiastic delight. Even after the boy's big cock had ceased to spurt out those wildly satisfying jets of cum, she continued fucking herself against him; the tool had lost none of its size or rigidity, and she took the fullest possible advantage of its excited condition to give herself a long, violent and utterly debilitating come. She continued grinding herself against him until long after the repeated waves of climactic joy had numbed her cunt.

"Ahh, why did we ever stop doing that?" she whispered when at last her body had ceased its restless motions and stayed at rest. "Mike, it's too good to waste! Mmmm, you fuck like an angel!"

They both agreed that the screw had left them totally satisfied for a time. Marie kept his cock in her cunt for several more minutes, exclaiming with delight at the way her flesh clung to his and followed every undulation of his big cock. Finally the strain of holding herself in that position became too much, and he stepped away from her. She caught the lips of her pussy between her fingers to keep the jizz from flooding out at once and making a mess on the countertop; he handed her a paper towel to catch the flow, but she declined, expressing her desire to feel the heavenly gruel running out onto her fingers.

Seeing that this wish intrigued the somewhat naive boy, Marie staggered over to a chair and pulled it around to face him. Slumping down in it, she spread her legs wide and invited him to watch her. He came closer, fascinated by her abandoned behavior, and watched intently as she caught his seeping sperm and rubbed it over the outer lips of her pussy. She spread the rich, sticky cream over every portion of her slit, anointing the hair until it was thickly matted with his cum, and then spread the residue over her thighs, lower belly and asscheeks. Mike's eager young body quickly responded to this uninhibited display, and before she had finished, he was again ready to shove his cock into her cunt.

Marie talked him out of that, telling him that she wanted to taste his meat before he fucked her again. She reasoned that a blow job might inspire him to return the favor, and the thought of having his handsome young face between her thighs sent shuddering tremors of passion through her. If nothing else, she knew very well, the mere act of sucking his cock, of tasting his cum and the more delicate, sweeter flavor of her own juices, would bring her back to a state of excited readiness.

Mike made no effort to suck her twat, and after the initial taste of his cock, Marie entirely forgot about it. The delicious flavors which coated his prick were quite enough to give her a full charge of erotic electricity and bring her pussy back to a state of fully aroused excitement. He fucked her mouth with more gusto than she expected, and for a moment she wondered if perhaps he was going to shoot his wad then and there. Not that she would have minded getting a mouthful of his hot, tasty young cum, of course, but she wanted him to fuck her once again.

"I… I can't hold it back much longer!" he gasped.

Marie took that to mean that he, too, wanted to finish in her cunt, and when she removed her mouth from his dick to ask him exactly how he wanted to screw her, she learned that he wanted a repeat performance of their dog-fashion fuck. She was only too willing to honor his request and led him into her bedroom, where she undressed in record time and hopped up onto her bed, assuming the desired position. He watched her closely, and when she turned her rump to him, she could feel him staring at the lips of her pussy. She deliberately incited him further, reaching between her thighs to toy with her hairy, inflamed slit; the contact of her fingers made her cunt just that much closer to the state of total eruption, but it also brought a more determined look to the boy's face. He wasted little time in undressing and scrambling into place behind her.

Their second fuck was a matter of primitive, savagely aroused bodies plunging at each other with all the power they could muster. Marie did not want a tender, gentle fuck, nor did she receive one. Mike wanted to maul her, to jam his cock into her passively waiting slit with one ferocious lunge, to shove the big, hot tool into the depths of her cunt and there release the sperm which had built up within his balls. This suited Marie perfectly, and she willingly allowed herself to be used in that fashion. By bending forward at the waist until her boobs were touching the bed just in front of her knees, she opened her cunt to the maximum, allowing him total penetration, and he took fun advantage. The extreme position made her cunt much tighter, but there was still enough of his cum in her tunnel, not to speak of her own slippery oils, to grease the way for his cock; she groaned fervently when she felt him force her opening wider and then plunge inside, stretching her cunt almost to the breaking point. He wasted no time in enjoying the feel of her cunt flesh around his rod. Instead, he began fucking her with a deadly intensity which left no doubt of his intentions: he wanted to come as soon as he possibly could! Marie felt only a thrill of sensual elation when she realized this, and she gladly submitted to him, working her hips from side to side in an effort to make him come even faster. She could feel his massive balls dangling against the lips of her pussy; the in-and-out motion he generated brought the lips into close contact with his nuts often enough to make her tremble with anxious desire. Before many strokes had been completed, he was digging his strong fingers into her hips, pulling her against him, and she knew that he could not hold out for very long.

His climax burst inside her cunt with nearly as much violent power as his first come, when she had been perched atop the counter in the kitchen. Once more Marie realized just how lucky she was to have a durable, resilient lover like her son – what a contrast to the lazy-pricked Paul Ryan! Mike pumped his cock hard into her waiting cunt and then began to come, shooting those incredibly intense spurts of hot cum that turned her into storm center of sexual wonder. Her jangled nerves quickly answered his climax with a terrifically pleasing response all their own; she felt the knot of sexual excitement which had built up within her belly evaporate with a quickness that left her limp with satisfaction. Mike continued pumping his cock into her cunt for another moment, then keeled over at her side, limp and exhausted.

That put their relationship back onto an even keel, where it remained for the next four weeks, or until the end of the school year. Scarcely had Marie congratulated herself on her good fortune in getting her son back into her bed, however, than she began worrying about what she would do during the summer. Mike expected to resume the job he had had the summer before – life-guarding at Lakewood Hills, a privately owned lake resort in the hills twenty miles north of their city.

He would be spending five or six nights a week at the resort, Marie knew, and this would drastically curtail the amount of time they had for such marvelous activities as fucking and sucking. She could not ask him to give up the job, but neither could she readily contemplate long periods of time during which she would have no access to his big prick.

She seized upon a newspaper account of a local burglary to initiate a plan which had slowly been taking shape within her mind for several days. After reading the story to him one evening, she mentioned her fear of being alone in the small house they shared, and expressed an interest in getting a guard dog. Mike replied that he thought this was a very good idea, and Marie smiled victoriously. She had never been able to obliterate the memory of that girl in the movie, the one who had teased the Great Dane into fucking her so frantically, and the more she remembered that furiously exciting scene, the more she wondered if perhaps a dog might not be the perfect solution to her problems when Mike left for his summer job. Surely almost any dog would be a more satisfactory lover than Paul Ryan, as well as considerably more discreet, and on the occasions when Mike returned home, well, he would not have to know about it. She began searching the local kennels the next day and soon acquired a sixteen-month-old German Shepherd, a male who was fully grown but still playful enough to be a lot of fun as well. She brought the dog home the week before Mike left for his summer job.

Ranger, as they called the new dog, proved to be a perfect delight. He was already house-broken and quickly showed that he had a powerful bark when anyone except Mike or Marie approached the house. With them, he was the soul of gentleness, but when strangers approached, he gave every indication of being a frighteningly effective watchdog. Marie could not fully investigate the beast's sexual potential until Mike left, but she took advantage of the few opportunities available to her and checked him out as best she could.

She remembered seeing the girl in the movie and the way she had manipulated the Great Dane's cock until it was rigid and dripping with frantic life. This memory was enough, and she spent a very exciting fifteen minutes one afternoon playing with Ranger's prick. The dog rolled over onto his back when she grasped the furry sheath hiding his cock; she worked it back and forth a few times and found that he could get a hard-on as quickly as her son. The sight of his prick, so pink and so much resembling a big carrot, brought her pussy to a quick boil and she could very easily have had her first fuck with the animal then and there had she not heard Mike driving up in their car. She quickly moved away from the poor dog, who whimpered piteously when she took her hand away from his cock, and was in the living room when her son entered the house.

That brief, tantalizing sight of Ranger's cock was enough to set Marie's mind somewhat more at ease about the lonely nights ahead during the summer. The dog's prick looked to be large enough to give her a considerable amount of sexual pleasure, though she suspected that Ranger would never be a really satisfactory substitute for young Mike. She put the dog out of her mind and turned her attention to satisfying her son's lusty appetites, a much more delightful task; he had come in with another of those jeans-splitting hard-ons, and gave every indication of trying to overwhelm her with sheer masculine power.

Marie's campaign to introduce her son to the joys of muff-diving did not progress satisfactorily in the few weeks they had left before summer vacation. She taught him to nuzzle her boobs, and he learned to use his lips on the upper part of her belly. But whenever she tried to gently push his head farther down her body, she found a silent but stubborn resistance. She did not feel sure enough of herself to ask him outright for the kiss that he desired most of all; there were times when she could almost make herself come simply by imagining his sweet, tender young mouth lapping her pussy's overheated flesh. The ferocity of her desire, and the savage way he answered that desire when he shoved his big cock into her cunt, helped compensate for her failure to turn him into a pussy-muncher. Even without that added delight, she found, he was easily his father's equal when it came to fucking, as they so often did when they were alone in the house together.

Mike proved quite willing to talk at length about his conquests among his high-school classmates. He had fucked four girls, he said, and Marie was quite astonished to learn their identities. They were all perfect flowers of youthful innocence, she had always believed, but Mike told her that only one of them had been a virgin when he had slipped his enormous cock into their cunts. Two of them, Angie Wellon and Julie Masters, had been so bold as to suck his prick; he said that he had shot off in each of their mouths and that they had expressed great delight in the ferocity with which he had shot his cum into their throats. He also said, and this was the part which most warmed Marie's yearning heart, that none of the four had fucked with anything like the wholehearted zeal which she displayed.

***

Marie drove Mike up to the lake to begin his work for the summer. They had spent most of the night trying to store up enough orgiastic pleasure for the weeks ahead, and Mike was very subdued during the drive. He gave his mother a fond kiss when she pulled up in front of the building where he would stay; it was not the kind of farewell she would have liked, but under the circumstances it was the best she could hope for. She watched him lift his suitcase out of the back seat, waved and drove off. The further she got from the camp, curiously enough, the more she looked forward to returning home. The thought of having the house to herself and the assurance of plenty of free time in which to explore Ranger's sexual potential aroused a new interest in her, and she began looking forward to the experiment with more and more enthusiasm.

The dog had been chained up in the back yard. He greeted her with leaping yelps of delight; he had already become the favored member of the family and enjoyed his role. She led him into the house and rubbed his big head fondly until he quieted down. Then she took Ranger into the living room, where she pulled a footstool around into a position which appeared likely. Ranger watched with sparkling eyes, almost as if he could tell that something was afoot which he would like a great deal. Marie lifted her dress and pulled off her panties; during the drive back from the lake, she had become excited enough to have wetted the garment thoroughly. She dangled her panties in front of Ranger's nose to see if he recognized the scent of a woman in heat.

Ranger's ears jerked back and positively vibrated with interest when he caught a whiff of the rich, ripe oils. She laughed happily, certain now that the animal would require very little coaching, and lifted up the bottom of her dress. She kicked off her shoes and spread her feet wide, leaving her pussy completely exposed.

"Come here, Ranger!" she urged in a low, tense voice. "Come on, boy! I've got your breakfast here and it's boiling hot!"

Ranger answered her command and came closer. He did not yet recognize what he was supposed to do and had made no association between the exciting scent in her panties and the dark, fluffy muff growing at the base of her belly. He sat back on his haunches and looked up expectantly. Marie edged closer to the animal, who was so large that his uptilted muzzle was on a level with her pussy; she positioned her fragrant, ripe, overheated slit just in front of Ranger's nose and waited for him to get the message. It did not take him long to scent that intoxicating aroma of hot, aroused sex and to act upon it accordingly. He thrust his big muzzle between her thighs and rammed it up close against her box. She quivered and shrank back slightly when she felt his cold, wet nose against her gash, but then pushed back against him hard. He whined deep in his throat and burrowed deeper into her moist, fragrant crotch, bringing an answering groan to her lips.

"Agghhh!" she moaned, thrusting and writhing against him as he began licking her pussy with his warm, rough tongue. "Oooohh, eat me, you bastard, eat my fucking cunt out! Unngghhh! I'll come all over your tongue!"

She discovered that Ranger's tongue could deliver caresses of an amazing power. The animal quickly learned to love the taste of a hot, fully aroused cunt, and his tongue slithered up and down the juicy, tingling gash of her pussy. Marie shuddered and writhed as the dog tongued her entire slit, indiscriminately licking her clitoris, cunt and asshole. He even shoved his big, rough tongue up into her cunt hole in his eagerness to get more of that deliciously exciting juice. Within a very short time he had succeeded in making Marie's body quake with vibrant sexual energy, and she felt her womb winding itself into a hard, quivering band of coiled sexual energy. Another long, fervent thrust of the animal's tongue brought her off, and the climax exploded within her cunt with a fury.

Crying out in distressed anguish, she ground her crotch against Ranger's muzzle and surrendered completely to the crushing waves of orgiastic pleasure he had provoked. The powerful jolts of sexual delight coursed outward from her pussy, spreading down through her thighs, shooting upward to inflame her nipples. She was coming from head to toe within a moment and grunted heavily with the effort. Again and again she thrust her cunt against Ranger's muzzle and finally she felt the orgasm peak within her cunt. Giving a weak, shrill cry of agony, she sank down to the floor, a limp, exhausted hulk of satisfaction.

This did not satisfy Ranger, however. The horny beast was more excited than ever by the taste of her cum, and when Marie slumped down to the floor, he scrambled onto her. He curled his forelegs around her waist and began humping at once, even though his cock was nowhere near her cunt. Marie, roused from her lethargy by this sudden assault, squirmed about in an effort to get the animal's prick properly placed; she could feel the naked, warm prong rubbing the top of her muff, but could not lift herself high enough to get it into her twat.

She pressed her right hand down between their bodies and grasped Ranger's cock; he emitted a gulping whine when he felt her fingers closing around the sensitive rod. Pushing him back with one hand and using her other hand to guide his prick to her box, she succeeded in arousing them both even more frantically. The dog's cock was already dribbling warm streams of cum; it felt wetter than Mike's and not quite as thick, but she welcomed it nevertheless as a sign of the dog's overwhelming passion. She finally got the pointed tip of his prick aimed into the mouth of her cunt.

Ranger lunged forward again when she released him, and his cock speared deep into the tender, throbbing slit she had opened up for him. Even though the size of his prick could not begin to compare with Mike's sturdy cunt-stretcher, she thrilled at the penetration – the sensation of being fucked by a warm, vibrant, living piece of aroused masculinity appealed greatly to her, and she began fucking back with greater enthusiasm. More and more of Ranger's cock speared into her cunt and she felt her womb again knotting up into that familiar ball of tingling sexual tension. Several inches of the tool were already well into her cunt before she remembered the ferocious-looking knot which had appeared in the Great Dane's cock. Would Ranger's prick have a knot, too? she wondered. She had neglected to check for that on the few occasions when she had investigated his cock; the thought of having a prodigiously big knot forced into her cunt gave her a feeling of anticipation, but also one of worry. The way Ranger was humping her, lunging forward and very obviously showing his desire to shove all his cock into her hot, wet cunt, left no doubt that if there was such a knot in his prick, she would have to make the experiment or dissuade the animal from completing the act. The latter alternative did not strike her as a viable one, owing to the animal's size and strength; the way he was clinging to her with his forefeet, the way he was striving so energetically to enter her cunt completely, suggested that he would not take kindly to a decision to terminate the fuck.

Marie therefore surrendered to the inevitable. Just as she reached that conclusion, she felt the knot bump up against the mouth of her cunt; the sensation sent a thrill of delight rushing through her body. She knew then that Ranger's prick, for an practical purposes, was exactly like the Great Dane's.

Ranger humped against her more strongly, sensing the extra effort which would be required if he were going to succeed in planting his cock completely. She could feel the raw, brutal power gathering in the dog's body as he prepared to launch the final assault against her waiting cunt; she knew then that nothing she could do would be enough to get him off her. Once he was mounted, she concluded, he would fuck her to the finish, and she would have to accept it as best she could.

Ranger's cock had been spurting out steady jets of cum all the while he had had his tool in her cunt. She could feel the hot juice squirting against the walls of her tunnel as he drove deeper; evidently, she decided, dogs did not reach a sudden, explosive climax as did humans. The continual spurting aroused her quite as fully, however, and she could feel her body mounting toward another fluttering peak of sexual delirium. Ranger's stubborn bullish insistence on lodging all of his prick, even the grotesque knot, in her cunt paid off after several powerful lunges. Her cunt muscles relented at last and admitted the ferocious lump into her box.

Once the largest part of his cock was lodged in her cunt, Ranger began fucking with renewed intensity. His back arched into a curve and he grasped her flanks even more strongly with his forefeet as he drove that big tool deeper into her passively waiting cunt. She tried to move against him, as though he were a man, but found that it was much more difficult to generate a satisfactory fucking action when there were no legs around which she could wrap her own. What with the unsatisfactory nature of the position and the dog's urgent insistence on continuing his own fucking motion, she could do little more than lie there quietly and feel that bizarre cock being shoved deeper into her cunt.

As the big knot in the dog's swollen prick worked deeper into her cunt, stretching the ways to a greater degree than she would have believed possible, she felt her body growing more and more strained with sexual feeling. Suddenly the bands of knotted tension burst within her womb and an all-enveloping, lusty red fog of orgiastic pleasure spread rapidly throughout her aunt, then expanded further to cover all her body. Grunting, screaming, sobbing, she lay there and quivered as her climax mounted to a peak, ebbed slightly and then rose to another, even more powerful crescendo of delirious joy. Again and again her cunt throbbed powerfully as her climax mounted higher and higher. Ranger was humping faster than ever, working his monstrous cock back and forth in her cunt, and he, too, was approaching some kind of climax.

Marie felt him stop suddenly and tremble mightily. She waited for the quick spurt of semen, the blasting rocket of hot cum which would signify the peak of his pleasure, but found that his cock only vibrated heavily within her cunt and that the flow of sperm was no stronger than it had ever been. The lack of a strong, definite culmination frustrated her slightly, though her climax had been intense enough to make it only a momentary irritation. She heaved a great sigh of relief and lay back, relaxing as Ranger's body slowly lost its rigidity. The dog collapsed on her, weakening every second; she could feel his prick losing its iron-hard quality and growing smaller within her cunt.

After a moment he slipped off her and curled up at her side, nuzzling himself between the legs and licking the tip of his prick. Marie smiled at that; she enjoyed the thought of fucking a partner who could suck himself off and who enjoyed the feel of his own prick against his tongue. The sight did not create a similar urge within her, however; she thought briefly about sucking the dog's prick, and rejected the idea. The pleasure of having him fuck her, she decided, would be more than enough to satisfy her.

CHAPTER SIX

That first, extraordinarily invigorating fuck with Ranger naturally gave Marie a strong predisposition to continue using him as a substitute lover. The poor dog was exhausted for the time being, however, and it was much later that day before she could again get him interested in repeating the performance. She again enticed him by thrusting her naked, passion-swollen pussy in front of his muzzle; the scent of that highly aroused slit proved to be enough to bring the dog to a state of trembling horniness. He licked her pussy for a few minutes, bringing her mother quick, thudding climax, and then mounted her. She was ready for him this time and caught his prick as he raised up; she guided the stiff little tip into the mouth of her cunt, and then settled back for a long, passionately satisfying fuck.

Ranger quickly learned to associate the region between Marie's thighs with sexual pleasure. After a couple of days he learned that he could persuade her to open her legs to him at almost any hour of the day simply by thrusting his nose into that region; Marie's highly sexed nature made her a pushover for the dog. For the first week after Mike had left for his summer job, she calculated, she fucked Ranger an average of three times a day. Each time, naturally, she forced the animal to lick her pussy before mounting her; the cunt-lapping sessions served not only to arouse them both to a higher pitch but also to give Marie more orgasms. She had no qualms about the injustice of it, of a system whereby she got much more pleasure out of the sessions than Ranger did; he appeared to like sucking her twat and certainly the taste of hot, juicy cunt made him fuck all the harder when finally she allowed him to mount up and begin those frantic, driving thrusts that filled her cunt so full of hard, quivering dog prick.

Marie soon tired of that monotonous style of fucking, though she was never to lose her eagerness for the way the ravenous beast licked her pussy. She had always loved it when Steve, her husband, had lapped her box, and Ranger's tongue, though different in texture, was just as pleasing in its overall effects.

One afternoon, just over a week after Mike had left for the lakeside job, she resolved to try something new. She had already fucked him once that morning, but the encounter had had only a temporarily soothing effect upon her almost continuously throbbing pussy. After making sure that her snatch was hot and wet, she summoned the dog into the living room and spread her thighs wide. Ranger bounded towards her and began licking her cunt with as much relish as he had ever shown; the taste of his own cum upon the juicy slit – Marie had not washed the mess off after the first fuck of the day – did nothing whatever to diminish his appetite for that luscious box.

Once he had licked her into a long, quavering orgasm, however, she did not follow what had become their standard procedure. Instead of releasing her grip upon the scruff of his neck and allowing him to mount her in what had become the usual manner, she twisted about until she was in a kneeling position. She brought her ass up high and waited for him to get the message. Ranger hesitated a moment, then climbed up on to her body, just as though she were Lassie herself; his cock entered more easily in this position, though for a moment she feared that it might be going into her asshole rather than into her cunt. She reached between her legs to correct that error and then begin fingering her clitoris and the lips of her pussy as Ranger began humping his cock into her well-oiled cunt. She quivered expectantly when she felt the hot prong sliding deep; the position seemed to allow him a lot more freedom, and she could feel him working his cock back and forth energetically.

The dog whimpered piteously as he fucked away. Marie finger-fucked herself steadily, seeking to bring herself off again as quickly as possible; for a time Ranger's fucking action, though hearty and strong, became no more than a mere supplement to her masturbation. Her fingers, thoroughly slippery with cunt juice, slid easily over her clitoris and gave her a powerful sense of sexual accomplishment. She stroked her pussy into a state of quivering, shuddering joy and fucked back at the dog stronger than ever as her womb pumped out those deliciously pleasing waves of animal-like joy. Ranger, sensing her extra participation, fucked away like a crazed beast. She felt the big lump in his cock bump up against the mouth of her cunt; by this time she had already learned not to fear that moment in their sexual encounters.

Marie had learned that the introduction of the knot into her cunt always signaled a quick climax for Ranger, as well as a great deal of abandoned pleasure for herself, and she now looked forward to the struggle to get it well stuffed into place. Ranger humped away, grunting and snuffling heartily, and pressed against her until finally the big lump bulled the mouth of her cunt apart and slipped into her hole. She screamed out in anguished delight as she felt her cunt being dilated to the utmost by the huge, stiff knot in the dog's cock. Ranger shoved it deep, spearing the tapering tip of his prick into the very mouth of her womb, and again gave that peculiar finish to his fuck. He held himself immobile against her as his cock gave one last, dying jerk and then the dog slowly began collapsing.

She could feel him weakening by the second as the strength ebbed from his body, though he still had not doused her cunt with that overpowering wad of fuck juice which she loved so well with her son. That failure, in fact, was becoming the principal drawback to fucking with the dog. Apart from his failure to shoot off in a satisfyingly hearty manner, he was reasonably pleasing, certainly a couple of notches better than Paul Ryan. Granted, Ranger probably dribbled enough sperm during their fucks to equal Mike's load, but the boy concentrated his blast into one brief, spasmodic moment of gushing glory. Small wonder, then, that Marie continued fucking with Ranger but reserved her greatest interest for the short periods when her son returned from his summer job.

Mike generally worked five days at a stretch, though sometimes this was changed to six, and he came home on his days off. He explained that the resort got boring after a time, and the change of pace provided him with a very welcome relief. Moreover, as he admitted with a pleasing blush, the hours at home provided him with certain pleasures which he could not so easily obtain at the resort. Marie teased him about this and hinted darkly that he was probably making out very well with the married women and their daughters who flocked to the lake during the summer. The boy admitted that more than once he had had propositions from women at the resort. The difficulty, however, was in accepting the propositions. He shared his six-bunk sleeping room with another lifeguard and four waiters from the dining room, which meant that he had very little opportunity for entertaining female guests there, even if he felt like violating the rules. There was another rule which forbade resort employees from entering a guest's living quarters, except on business. Mike admitted that he had once visited a lady in her bedroom; he said that she had sidled up to him at his station beside the lakefront and had asked him point-blank if he would come to her room late that night and let her suck him off.

"She made it sound like the greatest thing in the world," the boy admitted with a trace of an embarrassed blush, "and she sure went after it hard enough. But the truth is, she didn't do it a bit better than you do!"

That pleased Marie enormously, and she demonstrated her pleasure by lavishing several of her most depraved caresses on the boy. She did not stop until she had teased his cock into erupting in her mouth; he filled her throat with hot cream and groaned ecstatically as she sucked more of the steaming brew out of his bans. That set them off, and for the next two hours there was hardly a minute during which they were not engaged in sexual activity of some sort. His prick had an amazing resiliency and however much he might come, it seemed, his rod simply would not lose its hardness. Marie kept his prick lodged in her cunt and fucked herself to several orgasms while he recovered from his last climax; the ferocity with which she came again and again soon replenished his balls and again he fucked her powerfully until he could restrain himself no longer. Giving a hearty grunt and a thrusting lunge, he rammed the rest of his prick up her cunt and held it there. She rolled her hips from side to side and howled with joy as massive tremors of orgiastic pleasure spread outward from her clitoris.

Despite his honesty in telling her about his escapades with some of the householders and guests at the resort, she did not match it by telling him about Ranger. She still had a sneaking sense of shame about screwing a dog, and could not bring herself to speak of it with her son. He made two visits home without discovering it; she sometimes had a difficult time keeping Ranger away from her, especially when he scented her aroused pussy, but she managed to carry it off successfully.

On his second visit home, Mike seemed more withdrawn than usual and not as ready to leap into bed with her. She discovered that his performance, once she had persuaded him to overcome that reluctance, was not quite as vigorous and abandoned as it had once been. She accused him of spending all his free time with the man-hungry, uninhibited woman who had openly offered to suck him off, but he denied the charge, explaining that she had already gone back to the city and had been gone for nearly a week. Marie then deduced that he had found himself another playmate and charged him accordingly. He again denied it, though less convincingly, and this time she knew that she had scored a direct hit. She kept after him, and finally he admitted the truth.

He had fallen into a passionate affair with Carol Dugan, a young girl from Marysville, a small city about a hundred miles west of Midwood, who was employed as a children's counselor by the resort's development board. Mike's description of the girl made amply clear his quickness in falling for her. She was tall, about five-eight, and slender, weighing about one hundred fifteen pounds. A blonde, a natural one at that – he swore that the fuzz covering her pussy was the same honey-golden color as the hair on her head – she had an almost boyish figure, except for a pair of very feminine, very firm tits that jutted out into perfect cones of arousing flesh. She also had a very thorough knowledge of fucking and sucking, and an ardent desire to put all her knowledge into use with him.

"No kidding, every way you can think of!" Mike muttered wonderingly. "On her back, on her side, riding on top of me, dog-fashion – she ready digs it an the way, every way! And sucking, too. She's hot for that. Wow, she'd as soon eat me after I've shot a big wad up her cunt as right after I've stepped out of the shower! I don't know where she picked all this up, but she's really wild about fucking and sucking!"

Marie concealed her chagrin at hearing about Carol's uninhibited sexual desires. She knew that she could not expect Mike to remain her exclusive property, nor did she really want him only for herself, but still she felt a pang of regret when she heard him talk about the girl. She questioned him about Carol's age, unable to believe that any sixteen-year-old girl could really be that knowledgeable, but he insisted that she was only sixteen; he had seen her driver's license himself and knew that she was telling the truth about her age. Marie still found it difficult to believe that one so young could have so extensive a knowledge of the sexual arts. She herself had been a married woman of twenty-one before she had ever had any success at fucking in a position other than the standard missionary style, and it had been another year before she had developed a real taste for sucking her husband's cock to a foaming climax.

Perhaps it was the generation gap, she told herself as she pulled her dress off and began slipping her panties down; the conversation about Carol had naturally excited them both, and she could see Mike's big prick bulging out the front of his shorts. She promptly put the girl out of her mind as she pushed her son over onto his back and squatted over him, reaching down to grasp his big cock and guide it up into her pussy. She got the bulging, flaring head of his prick firmly planted in the mouth of her cunt, and then leaned far back, giving him an excellent view of the way his tool bulged out her pussylips; the sight of his cock entering her dark, hairy slit excited him tremendously, and he began fucking her hard. She interrupted his steady, thrusting motion by twisting fully around on him, completely reversing herself without removing his prick from her cunt; he groaned with pleasure when he felt her tight, hot flesh twisting around his excited prong. Once she had her back to him, she began fucking once more and soon had him thrusting into her twat with a frantic, driving fervor.

Marie had determined, upon hearing of Carol's expert command of the different sexual techniques, that she would demonstrate her own capabilities. She cast her mind back to all the sex movies she had seen with Paul Ryan and deliberately set out to employ them all upon her son before allowing him to shoot his wad in her cunt. She fucked him with a cold, vengeful air, fully determined to have him in every fashion that she had ever used, seen or heard about, and she very nearly succeeded in carrying it off. After sitting astride him, facing both fore and aft, and fucking his stiff cock until it seemed that another twist would surely bring him off, she dismounted and fed upon her knees beside him, moaning feverishly as she began mouthing his cunt-smeared prick.

She deliberately teased him and employed all her stratagems to get him as excited as she could, yet always fading just short of making him come. After allowing him to see her fingers clawing at the feverishly swollen lips of her pussy as she mouthed his cock, she again mounted him and lowered herself until she felt his crotch fur grazing against the lips of her pussy.

"Oooohh, now fuck me!" she gurgled, almost beside herself with excitement. "Ahhh, work that cock up my cunt and shoot your cum all over me!"

Her efforts had excited her almost as much as they had affected her son, and they fucked away at each other with all the enthusiasm they could muster Marie gave a loud, shattering cry of agonized joy when she felt his big prick boring deep into her cunt. Her hole had grown tighter and hotter when she had been off him, mouthing his prick and fingering her gash, and she quivered with blind flashes of joy as he worked the big rod back and forth in her box. Her efforts had paid off, though; he wasted no time in coming, and the explosion was a truly satisfying one. His balls had built up a full load of steaming sperm during the long period of excitement, and when he fired the scalding cream into her cunt, it burst out with as much power as she had ever felt.

Shuddering and sobbing with every spasm of orgiastic joy which pulsed outward from her cunt, she twisted about on him until she had fucked them both into a dazed state of exhaustion. When the last flicker of orgasmic pleasure had faded from her cunt, she toppled forward, falling over him, and lay there in a stunned haze of post-orgasmic euphoria. She could still feel his prick deep in her body, swelling out her cunt so comfortably, but for one time that sensation aroused no fire of sexual hunger in her. Her climax had left her fully satisfied, and she was perfectly content to lie upon him, whispering softly as her body slowly returned to normal.

Once she had gained her second wind, she felt another surge of sexual competitiveness, and she hit upon another device whereby she might convince the boy that young Carol would have to exert herself mightily before convincing him that she was his mother's equal as an inventive, passionate and uninhibited bed partner. Rousing herself and finding a new strength once she had thought about the young girl, Marie began easing herself off her son. He sat up slightly and asked what she intended, protesting that he was too tired to give her any more of the pleasure he assumed she wanted.

"You want to have some fun without doing anything?" she asked, looking up at him with a devilish gleam in her eyes. "You just lie there and watch… I'm going to do something I've been wanting to do for a long time!"

With that she pulled herself up until she was squatting over him. It took a considerable exertion of her will to manage the feat; the bones in her legs acted as though they had been turned into jelly and threatened not to support her weight. She got herself pulled up more or less erect, however, and began lifting herself off his prick. He looked down between their bodies, at the spot where his body joined his mother's; he could see his cock, still big and thick even though it had lost its liveliness, and the wet, frothy ring of churned-up sperm which frosted his crotch hair. The same froth, the product of their ardent writhing and twisting as his balls had spat out their load of hot jizz covering the lips of her pussy and the hair around them. His prick bore a thick coating of the same juice as it emerged from the mouth of her cunt. When she pulled herself completely free of the tool it fell back onto Mike's stomach with a wet splat. At once a thick blob of his sperm gushed from her cunt, which remained open for a moment once it had lost its grip upon that thick, meaty plug, and dropped down onto his lower belly. The sperm fell upon the base of his prick, then slid down onto his belly, inching its way into the thicket of dark, crinkly hair surrounding his tool. She tightened the muscles of her belly and forced out most of the remaining sperm which had been lodged deeper inside her cunt. Mike watched the warm, thick cream drip from her cunt; he found the sight fascinating.

"Now I'm going to have myself a feast!" she muttered when she was satisfied that she had expelled most of his sperm from her hole. "A nice, warm sauce like that, it ought to make your cock taste better than ever!"

Mike proved to be enormously receptive to her newest form of sexual stimulation. Like most men, he had an inner but unavowed fascination with his own cum and now, seeing his mother aim it down onto his cock and balls, he could not bring himself to look away from the pools of creamy gruel which had gathered at the base of his belly. She stretched herself out on the bed, moving with slow, easy grace, and pulled her hair back so it would not dangle in the mess she had created there. First she ran her lips up and down the shaft of his prick very lightly, licking from time to time and thrilling at the sharp, decisive taste of the erotic ointment covering the tool. Gradually her lips grew bolder and after a time she slipped her lips down over the cockhead, sucked it up into her mouth and plunged down on it.

Mike groaned with delight as he felt his cock sliding deep into her throat. She could not manage to ingest all that huge tool, though she would have loved being able to take it all at once, but she did manage to give his dick a thorough sucking for as far as her lips and tongue could reach. Once she had licked his prick clean of every trace of their juices, she pulled her mouth away and grasped his rod to hold it up off his belly. She ran her lips around the portion which she had not been able to get into her mouth, some three or four inches of thick, stiff meat, and then extended her tongue to sample the pools of congealed, clotted sperm dotting his belly. The masculine gruel had the same exciting, salty taste she had remembered, except that now it had a sweeter, muskier tang, the result of having been mixed with her cunt's passionate oils. She deliberately held back and choked down her fist urge, which was to lap up all that delicious cum at once; it would heighten the effect, she suspected, and would definitely strengthen her own response if she made the delicious feast last as long as possible. Thus she merely tasted the warm cream and allowed its heady, sensual flavor to warm her brain and make her body grow more and more alive with feeling.

"Uhhh! You're making me want to fuck some more!" Mike groaned, writhing upon the bed as she continued working her tongue over the puddles of fuck juice. "Mmmm, I thought I was fucked out, but you're making me want it again!"

Marie held off as long as possible and then gave in to the violent forces at work within her body. She began licking and sucking at the clotted sperm and soon had cleansed him of it completely. The exciting taste seemed to work directly upon her clitoris, making it as lively and stiff as it had ever been. She rolled onto her side slightly, bringing both hands down over her throbbing pussy, and again forced her mouth over the head of his cock. Diddling herself with a warm but very knowing precision, she gently sucked and tongued his prick and felt her desire growing more intense every second.

When Mike could stand it no longer, he pulled his whang out of her mouth abruptly and moved around until he was kneeling between her legs. She brought her legs up high, just as she had seen girls do in some of the movies she had seen with Paul, and propped her calves upon his shoulders. This extreme position brought her rump high and presented her pussy to his prick with a flagrantly bold sensuality. He looked down, saw the warm, hairy slit awaiting him and immediately felt hornier. Marie planted the cock for him, taking advantage of the opportunity to fist-fuck it a moment or two; the friction of her hand applied to his passion-stiffened prick further invigorated him and made him even more eager to sink the big sword into her sheath. Handling the massive length of cunt-stretcher like a baseball bat, she guided the knobby head down into the mouth of her cunt and held it firmly in place as he leaned against her. She kept her fist locked around his prick for the first several strokes; when his prick emerged from her cunt, it bore a liberal coating of her lusty oils and further lubricated her palm and fingers, allowing the tool to slide through her grip more easily. He was, in effect, fucking her fist and cunt with the same motion, and Marie found this new wrinkle to be surprising provocative, especially since she could rub the heel of her palm against the inflamed lips of her pussy and thereby give herself even greater pleasure.

Despite the blasting fury of his previous orgasms, Mike's senses were aroused enough for him to come one more time. Admittedly his load was a weak, puny thing, only a few dribbles of a very thin, watery semen, but his cock throbbed as hard as ever and the spasms of joy ripping through his loins were satisfyingly intense. Marie removed her fist from around his cock when he began bucking her faster; she dug her fingers into the cheeks of his ass and pulled him closer to her. Her propped-up legs kept her from moving very much, but she managed to twist her ass from side to side strongly enough to add a measure of participation to his strong fucking action. Crying out with feverish delight as he rammed his big prick into the depths of her strained cunt time and time again, she came with a mighty enthusiasm and shuddered powerfully when her lustful pleasure peaked once more.

***

It was on Mike's third trip home that he discovered the secret of his mother's relationship with Ranger. He was partly responsible for the discovery; he had called her the night before, telling her that he would leave around noon. Upon getting out of bed late that morning, he discovered a delivery truck in the area and managed to get himself a ride into Midwood. Thus he arrived home at noon, rather than around five o'clock, as he had originally planned. Marie, who had woken up that morning in an incredibly horny mood, had tried to avoid Ranger but had eventually given in to the pounding waves of sexual desire percolating through her loins. She had already allowed the eager dog to lick her pussy into two furies of climactic frenzy, neither of which had done much to satisfy her need for deep penetration, and in despair had turned to present her ass to him. Ranger had just gotten his prick firmly planted in her hot, grasping cunt and was beginning to pound that hot, quivering tool into her twat when Mike walked in; Marie had been so aroused that she had not heard him walking up outside the house.

Thus she was bent over and receiving a cunt-full of dog cock when Mike walked into the living room. He stood there for a moment, paralyzed by shock; the sight of his mother, naked, being fucked by the eager, slavering dog completely took away his mobility and power of speech. He gaped down at the unique scene for at least a minute, unable to move. Marie soon became aware of his presence, naturally, but Ranger was so thoroughly wrapped around her body that she could not dislodge him. Fortunately the dog was extremely aroused and did not take long to finish. He slipped off, sated and limp, and began licking his prick as he reclined upon the floor beside Marie.

"You… you said you were coming later!" Marie moaned, looking up at her son with a dazed expression. "I… I couldn't wait. I just had to do something, I was so horny!"

Mike's shock quickly wore off and he came forward, smiling gently. He told his mother that he understood completely and could not blame her for resorting to the dog as a sexual outlet. She marveled at finding him so understanding and forgiving but he swore that he did not think any the worse of her after discovering her in the act of fucking their dog. He seemed only too willing to prove it and began opening his trousers and pulling them down. His life guarding duties had already given him a deep tan, and he had a narrow band of white flesh around his loins which Marie found utterly attractive. Even more appealing, however, was the big length of cock which dangled from his belly. His prick was half-hard when he came towards her and she eagerly grasped it. Upon peeling back the foreskin and bonging the heavy, meaty bludgeon close to her lips, however, she paused and wrinkled her nose suggestively. She caught the whiff of cunt and left-over sexuality; the strong scent was unmistakable. Marie knew at once that her son had recently fucked Carol, or some other willing cunt, and found that the prospect of sucking his cock while it was ripe with the taste of another woman's juices had the power of exciting her immeasurably. She closed upon the tool with her lips and sucked the head into her mouth. Her tongue dug deep into the groove between the head and the shaft; her taste buds were immediately assailed with the powerful taste of ripe, lusty sex.

"Mmmm, she tastes good!" she exclaimed, pulling her mouth away from his cock and looking up at him coquettishly. "That's a nice-tasting cunt!"

Mike flushed and looked very ill at ease. He stammered out an apology and explained, telling her that Carol had called him late the night before, after he had showered and was preparing to go to bed. She had been terribly horny, and dying to fuck. They had spent a couple of passionately satisfying hours together and he had forgotten to shower after returning to his dormitory room. Marie told him that it was quite all right, though only because Carol had such a sweet-tasting young cunt, and that she did not at all object to mouthing his prick after it had been in the girl. She learned that Carol felt exactly the same way: Mike admitted that earlier in the week he had fucked an extremely attractive married woman and that Carol had devoured his cock greedily afterwards.

"She was an hot to go over there and lick my cum right out of her cunt, too!" he added. "I never saw anybody so turned on about sex as that girl – except maybe you. The two of you together, though, are just out of sight!"

Marie again wondered at the girl's readiness for any kind of sexual activity. She had heard of women who liked it both ways – with women or men – but she had thought that they were mostly figments of certain men's imaginations. It might be, she admitted to herself, that the girl was a genuine bisexual; certainly she gave every indication of being thoroughly in favor of heterosexual fucking and sucking. To Mike, she expressed her wonder at Carol's readiness to try almost anything in the sex line and received an explanation which made her hair stand on end.

Mike told her that Carol had made a confession to him that week, revealing a part of herself which she had never before exposed to anyone. She had learned her fucking techniques, she said, from her father! Her mother had suffered a series of debilitating strokes several years ago, she had explained, and had since been confined to a nursing home. Her father had had no desire to divorce the woman, whom he still loved and revered, but he had not been able to control his rampant sexuality, being no more than thirty-five at the time and still in fun command of his sexual powers. Carol had received her sexual initiation at the hands of a lusty high-school senior, a football star and a real stud, when she was only thirteen, but the experience had not been a satisfying one for her. She knew that there must be more to sex than what the football jock had shown her, and she had set to work to discover what she had been missing. Inevitably her search led her into contact with her highly sexed father and, due mostly to her own initiative, she had succeeded in getting him to fuck her. Once the incest barrier had been broken, they threw away all sign of restraint and began a campaign of educating the girl; the result was her present highly knowledgeable state. Carol's father was a masterly lover, very well-hung and highly inventive when it came to new ways of fitting a prick and a cunt together.

"And she knows about us, too," Mike added, darting a questioning look at his mother. "Yeah, I know maybe I shouldn't have told her, but after she was so damned open with me, well… You think it'd be all right?"

Marie thought it over for a minute, then said that she could not blame him for exchanging confidences with the girl, and Mike looked considerably relieved. Marie went back to sucking her son's cock, which attracted her even more strongly once she knew the source of the strong cunt taste, and soon had him primed and ready to fire a load.

He started to disengage himself so that he could mount her and shove his big rod into her cunt, but she held onto his dick firmly; Ranger's prick had already given her cunt a taste of sexual action and at that moment she most wanted to feel his load spurting deep into her throat. He relaxed after a moment, giving in to her pressure, and began fucking her mouth with greater intensity. He held her face just above his loins with both hands and started working his cock back and forth with quick, jabbing thrusts that excited them both greatly. Marie worked the big, flaring head between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, capturing the sensitive tip in a death grip and caressing the satiny smooth flesh as strongly as she could. Mike found that particular type of fucking much to his liking and began tensing his body, preparing to loose the mighty blast she wanted so much.

Marie felt the readiness taking shape inside his hard young body and at once turned her mouth and tongue into a fucking machine. If she had been sucking his prick with abandon before, she now became absolutely uninhibited. Working her face around his shaft, twisting and mouthing his tool as hard as she could, she tried to do with her mouth what she would be doing with her cunt if he was fucking her. She worked her mouth up and down the rigid, hot tool and ground her tongue against it; she formed a powerful vacuum and sought to pull the sperm out of his balls by sheer force. Mike shuddered heavily as he felt her begin working harder and harder, and then groaned deep in his throat. Clenching his fingers in his mother's hair, he forced her lips farther down the shaft of his cock and lurched up into her throat, shoving the head of his cock deep.

"Annnggghhh!" he groaned, quivering heavily as the first spasm of orgiastic pleasure shot through his loins and infused his prick with joy. "Ooooh!"

Marie sucked even harder when she was sure that he was about to come. She knew exactly how to make his climax even more violent and, wanting a mouthful of hot sperm in the worst possible way, spared no effort in making sure that his eruption would be positively volcanic in intensity. Her reward came in exactly the fashion she most desired: Mike's big prick, tormented beyond the limits of its endurance, blasted a ferocious wad of steaming jism into the back of her throat and I followed it up with another shot, almost equally strong. She rolled the deliciously pleasing cream around her mouth before swallowing; the strong, salty taste fired her pussy with sexual vigor, and she squeezed her thighs together to exert the greatest possible pressure upon the painfully swollen slit. The effort was enough, and she felt her cunt blast loose with a quaking surge of climactic frenzy that soon had her body aflame with lusty delight. His prick continued to belt out those overwhelming gusts of hot cream until she thought that her mouth was overflowing. She managed to keep her throat working, however, and succeeded in saving every drop of his cum for herself. She kept her mouth over his prick after the spurts had ceased and continued sucking until she had completely swallowed all his mighty load.

"Mmmm, that was better than it could ever be with Ranger," she murmured wonderingly after she had slipped her lips off his cock and stretched out at his side. "He doesn't come like that. Nobody comes like that!"

Even though her skilled efforts had paid off with a momentous climax for the boy, he was far from finished for the afternoon. This was exactly the way Marie wanted it; having sucked him to a fine orgasm only made her cunt twitch an the harder and be even more receptive to his prick when he began pushing it against the lips of her pussy.

She lay on her side with her back to the lusty young cocksman, and he came into her from the rear, almost as though he were fucking her dog-fashion. She lay quietly for a few moments, enjoying the feel of his cock working back and forth in her amply lubricated hole and allowing her own passion to work itself up into a fine head of steam. Then she reached down between her thighs to put her fingers to work upon her slit as the big tool slid in and out. She began pressing the lips of her pussy against the rigid shaft as it worked back and forth; the friction from his pistoning cock, together with the pressure from her fingers, united to deliver exquisitely thrilling jolts of sexual pleasure to her nervous system. She soon added another source of delight by reaching up with her thumbs to caress her swollen clit, and shuddered heavily. Mike changed the angle of his entrance, scooting lower on the bed, and she found that she could grasp his big bans and rub them over the painfully tender lips of her pussy. She began doing so and found that he responded at once with even more vigorous thrusts of his cock. Clasping his balls to her throbbing pussy and shuddering as he fucked her harder and harder, Marie lay quietly and waited for the inevitable conclusion. When she felt his massive cock again give that warning jump, that preliminary twitch indicating the onset of orgasm, she clenched her cunt muscles as hard as she could and ground her pussy against his prick. The added effort was enough to give him another of those cunt-ripping climaxes and soon he was blasting incredibly satisfying bolts of steaming cum into the innermost reaches of her cunt. She sobbed weakly as she began to come, and twisted against him until she had fucked them both into a state of near unconsciousness.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Once she realized that Mike was not offended about her use of Ranger as a sex partner, Marie lost most of her feeling of shame about using the animal that way. After Mike had returned to the camp after those momentous two days, during which they had punished each other mercilessly on her big bed, she took a day of rest, and then turned back to the dog with a freer conscience. She never, however, allowed Mike to see her being fucked by the dog, and she preferred not to talk about it with him. He understood this reticence and seldom brought up the subject.

A few days after the boy had returned to his job, Marie took another step into the realm of complete sexuality, though she did so accidentally. It had begun with her waking up that morning in one of those incredibly horny moods, the kind which sometimes came over her and stayed until she had fucked it out of her system. She put off taking any kind of action until after breakfast, hoping it would go away, but of course she felt more than ever in need of sex after her meal. Recognizing that she was going to have to have a form of sexual release, she whistled in Ranger from the back yard and led him into the living room, the usual scene of their sexual encounters. She flung off her robe and nightgown, baring her body, and the dog eagerly advanced upon her to thrust his muzzle up between her thighs.

Ranger had developed a fine liking for pussy and needed no encouragement to begin licking her feverishly swollen slit. Repeated acts had given him a lust for her cunt's musky oils, and he curled his tongue between the lips of her pussy, digging deep for the fragrant, erotic honey he loved so well. Marie let out a hearty groan of pleasure when she felt the animal's rough tongue scraping over the mouth of her cunt. She spread her legs farther apart as she stood in front of him, and he began burrowing deeper with a lusty impatience. She seized him by the ruff of the neck and pulled his muzzle in tighter against her aching, lust-ridden box. His wet nose slipped over her clitoris, bringing a sob of pleasure to her lips and a quick, thrusting lunge to her hips.

"Mmmm, eat me, you cunt-lapping bastard!" she moaned, tossing her head from side to side with lusty vigor as her cunt went wild with feeling. "Oooohh, you love the taste of pussy. You're making me come already!"

She kept the dog's muzzle clamped closely to her slit until she had worked a pair of climaxes out of her painfully aroused cunt. Ranger eagerly cooperated and lapped her twat readily. His tongue worked deeper into her cunt – he had developed a knack of rimming her cunt with his rough tongue and it never failed to bring gasps of astonished delight to her lips – and his muzzle continued to graze almost her clitoris. Marie ground her crotch into the dog's mouth over and over until at last the desire to be fucked was so strong she could no longer fight it.

Sobbing out a fervent desire to be fucked to the fullest, she twisted about on the floor and raised herself up onto her hands and knees, drawing her knees well up under her belly and sinking forward until her nipples brushed against the carpet. Her ass rose high in the air and Ranger, recognizing this as the signal for a quick change of pace, quickly leaped into action. Something went wrong at that point, however; Marie was never able to determine whether she, in her eagerness to be fucked, had assumed a slightly different position or whether Ranger's eagerness led him to mount her at a different angle. In any event, she quickly discovered that this was not to be an ordinary fuck with her household pet: Ranger's big, pointed prick entered her body, but not at the spot where she had intended it to be placed. The dog's cock speared into her asshole rather than her cunt!

She choked out a distressed cry when she felt the tool entering her tender bung and ordered Ranger down, but of course he was much too full of lusty desire to pay any attention to her words. As far as Ranger was concerned, her asshole was just as convenient and certainly much tighter, and he rammed his prong into her shitter with a long, lunging hump that sent at least two inches of dog prick slithering into her asshole. Marie tensed up and pushed back against the plunging animal, who held onto her as tightly as he could, but this only tightened her ass' grip on his cock and made him even more eager to complete the act he had begun.

Marie cried out in genuine fear and pain as she felt more of the dog's cock plunge into her ass. Ranger's prick might have tapered down to a fine point but the main shaft of the organ was about as wide as two of her fingers. For a moment it felt as though a red-hot spike had been shoved into her ass. His prick dilated her bung to a considerable extent, and it was a minute or two before she discovered that the pain had diminished and that she was receiving a highly unusual kind of pleasure from the dog. Her asshole was amply equipped with nerve endings to make it supremely sensitive to his penetration and, due to the large size of his cock, he soon began forcing grunts of ecstatic pleasure from her lips. She did not have time to worry about the implications of being buggered by an animal; the pleasure mounted higher within her body and she could think of nothing but surrendering herself to its insidious charm.

Her asshole was far too tight for the dog to work the big knot in his prick inside, of course, but that didn't keep him from trying. He fucked as much of his cock into her butt as he could and struggled mightily to force the big lump into her tautly strained brownie as well. He was not able to force the entrance, however, and reached his climax as he pounded against her stretched bung. She could feel the big knot hammering against the rim of her asshole; the added pressure made her flesh tingle even more excitingly and added wonderfully to her pleasure.

To her vast surprise, she quickly felt her cunt knotting up into that familiar quivering ball of sexual tension and then burst apart with shattering force. The sensations which she felt as the dog's prick pumped back and forth in her asshole were not like those when the rod was buried in her cunt, though there was the same feeling of fullness, but she seemed to be even more excruciatingly aware of his cock. She could feel the continual squirts of cum even more acutely, and her body reverberated with every bit as much frantic joy when the orgasm mounted higher and began spreading outward from her pussy. Surrendering to the inevitable, she gave herself over to her climax and shivered heavily as the spasms continued to roll through her flesh. She came again and again until it seemed that her cunt was melting and running out the lips of her pussy; the waves of pleasure tapered off but did not disappear when Ranger finally slid off her and slumped down behind her.

Marie's fingers closed on the lips of her pussy, and she began masturbating slowly as she crumpled over onto her side. She caressed the swollen lips tenderly and worked her fingers up and down her moist, hot gash. Remembering the savage, thrilling joy she had felt when the dog's cock had been slamming into her asshole, she brought a hand up between the cheeks of her ass from the rear. A thin trickle of the dog's cum seeped from the bruised, tender bung as she ran her middle finger over it tentatively; she hesitated for only a moment, then began working her finger into the tiny hole, groaning with pleasure as she did so.

"Omigod, it's so fucking good!" she moaned in a quavering tone. "Mmmm, I'm fucking myself all over again!"

She drove two fingers of her left hand into the mouth of her cunt, hooked them into the rim of the passion-slick hole and heaved up against her palm so as to rub her clitoris into the waiting flesh. The contact sent electric thrills of sensuality racing through her loins and she began fucking herself harder. Cries of delirious pleasure seeped from her lips as she writhed upon the floor, jabbing one finger into her asshole and working her cunt against the other hand. She fucked herself with a hard, driving insistence that could have only one result. Giving one last wailing cry of sexual anguish, she plunged back and forth briefly, then stiffened into immobility as the climax burst deep inside her cunt.

"Anngghh!" she moaned, shuddering visibly as the waves of climactic joy rippled through her and infected her entire body with a feverish delight. "Unngghh! Ooohh! Come! Fuck! Come! Cream!"

And so Marie discovered yet another exciting aspect of sex. Thereafter, when she masturbated, she always ended up with a finger rammed into her asshole, and she succeeded in getting Ranger's cock planted there on more than one occasion, though it was a matter of luck whether the tool entered her ass or her cunt. It made little difference to her in the long run: in either place the dog could give her a great deal of pleasure.

She found it a different matter when she considered telling her son about her momentous discovery. She quailed at the thought of mentioning it to Mike, who, she thought, might be turned off by the idea. She could not forbid the exciting pleasure to herself, though, and she continued finger-fucking her asshole whenever she masturbated.

Mike had been working at the resort's lakefront for about five weeks when he brought Carol home to introduce her to his mother. He had discussed the possibility of doing so on his previous visit, and she had encouraged him to carry through with the scheme, being very anxious to see this paragon of juvenile sexuality who was exerting so marked an influence upon her son. She had found him becoming much more open about his desires, much more wining to suggest variations on the more familiar styles of lovemaking; in short, he was becoming much more adult about fucking. He had been uncertain when he could bring her, since their schedules were different, but had agreed to do so as soon as possible. Marie steeled herself to be nice to the girl, who was of course a rival for the boy's affections, and told herself that her affair with her son could not last forever.

She had been delayed at a meeting across town that Saturday, and a sudden thunderstorm made her even later in getting back home after the luncheon she had attended. She drove back impatiently, and puked up into her garage a good hour after she had hoped to be back home. A small red convertible sat parked in front of the house; she supposed that it was one of Mike's acquaintances from the lake who had brought him home for his two days off. She went into the house through the kitchen, which opened directly into the garage, and kicked off her wet shoes as soon as she was inside. She padded through the kitchen in her stocking feet but pulled up short when she turned into the archway opening into the living room.

Mike lay sprawled upon the sofa with a voluptuously curved female whom Marie at once guessed was Carol. The girl was utterly naked, and was rubbing her pussy over Mike's belly. His cutoff jeans were open, and his cock, big and hard as ever, reared up angrily, barely touching the lips of her cunt. Marie realized that they had been so engrossed in their own passionate lovemaking that they had not heard her drive up and that they were still unaware of her presence. She sank back against the wall, and once she had gotten a good look at the way they were writhing and twisting against each other, found herself frozen to the spot. The sight of the girl's slender, almost boyish hips grinding excitedly just above her son's swollen cock made her pussy throb at a fearful rate.

"Oooohh, your cock's so fucking hot!" Carol whispered in a low, throaty tone that barely carried to Marie's ears. "I love it to be right up against the lips of my pussy. It makes me want to fuck so bad!"

"Yeah, I feel the same way," Mike replied. "Why don't you go ahead and sit down on it? Let's get it on, baby. Mom'll be back soon."

"Silly, she knows I've been letting you fuck me, doesn't she? What would it hurt if she came in? Mmmm, I'd love to ball the shit out of you while she was watching! Or maybe watch you two going at it hot and heavy!"

Marie's face burned upon hearing that. Truly, as Mike had so often said, the girl was a totally sexual animal! The very thought of letting her son spread the lips of her pussy with his big cock and shove the hot tool up her cunt while Carol watched filled her with mixed emotions. There was the expected sense of prudent restraint, of course, but Marie found another part of herself warming to the idea. Perhaps she was one of those sexual freaks who found a special and definite thrill in avowing herself to be seen while she fucked and sucked. The thought intrigued her even as another part of her mind rejected the idea.

Regardless of her own feelings about mounting a sexual exhibition for the young girl, Marie found it erotically stirring in the extreme to watch Carol arouse Mike even more fully. She quickly saw that Carol was playing her own game: the girl was deliberately teasing him, making his lustful passion even hotter, so that she could benefit more completely when he finally shot his load into her cunt. The girl continued to brush the lips of her pussy over the head of his prick and to offer a continual stream of suggestions about how they might later work some even more arousing variations upon the same, ever-delightful theme.

Marie became more and more excited as she watched the young couple twist about in paroxysms of lusty anticipation; Carol's voice became huskier still as she continued uttering suggestions of a depravity which shocked even Marie's horny ears. Finally, after driving poor Mike almost to the breaking point, she told him to aim his cock up into the mouth of her cunt and to waste no time in surrendering his control over his balls. She made it amply clear that she hungered for his load, that her cunt wanted to feel the hot spray washing over it and further inflaming the tender flesh with exquisite sensations. If Marie had ever had any doubts about the veracity of Mike's descriptions of the girl and her fully matured taste for fucking, her performance that afternoon obliterated every one of them.

The stellar performance also resulted in Marie becoming so desperately aroused that she lost all control of herself. Even knowing that the sight of this young couple engaging in acts of the utmost sensuality was making her so incredibly horny that she would not be able to control her own reactions, she could not force herself to move away from the lewd scene. Watching a couple in the flesh, she quickly decided, had infinitely more power of arousing her than seeing the same acts being performed on the screen of a cheap movie house. If only because of Carol's utterly convincing depiction of the hotly aroused girl, a performance which had nothing phony about it, she responded to the scene with all the ample sensuality which had become so deeply ingrained in her nature. Her full, big-nippled tits ached as never before and her pussy had become a quagmire of lust-moistened flesh.

Choking back a cry of sexual agony, Marie brought one hand up to cup her left boob, caught snugly in the nylon cup of her bra; she began rubbing her pussy with the other, pressing through her dress to exert a deliciously arousing pressure upon her swollen gash. Her fingers worked skillfully and soon had her body throbbing ad over with sexual tension; only another minute, she knew, and she would be in the throes of a powerful climax which would inevitably force lusty cries of joy from her throat and thus give away her presence. Even that threat could not make her legs move, however, and she remained slumped against the wan as she watched Carol's pert young ass sink lower upon her son's upraised cock. The girl uttered a low, whimpering cry of the purest joy as she felt her cunt being split by that big, hard tool. She clenched her butt-cheeks into knots of hard, quivering muscle and wiggled them ecstatically from side to side, no doubt making her cunt do wonderful things to Mike's prick, and continued to sob out pleas for him to shoot his wad.

"Agghhh!" Mike suddenly moaned, grasping her asscheeks firmly and digging his fingers deep into her flesh. "Ooooh, you're fucking my prick off! You're sucking me off with your cunt!"

Marie closed her eyes, unable to watch the young couple's excited fucking any more. She could hear their gasps and cries of elation mounting higher, and the sounds of their lust were almost as effective as the sight had been. Her fingers continued to claw at her tit and pussy, digging harder, and soon brought her to the brink of sexual oblivion. She pulled her hands away just in time to keep from masturbating herself into a climax; she knew that an orgasm would bring cries of joy to her lips and thereby give her away. When she opened her eyes, however, she saw that Carol was looking at her over Mike's shoulder; the girl's deep blue eyes were twinkling with merriment and she looked gloriously happy.

Marie stood there for a moment, shamefully embarrassed, and then turned away, cheeks aflame with a deep blush. She hurried along the corridor to her own room and went inside, but there was no escape for her; Carol and Mike came into the room a few moments later. They burst in upon her stark naked and came over to her bed, where she had thrown herself down. Carol urged her not to feel ashamed of herself for having watched them; the girl admitted that she had wanted to be caught in the act of fucking Mike, and that she had deliberately enticed him into fucking her there on the sofa so that Marie might come upon them and surprise them while they balled.

"Seeing you standing there made it so much better for me!" the girl insisted. "Mmmm, I just came and came and came! It wouldn't have been nearly that good if you hadn't been there!"

Carol went on to say that she had caught a glimpse of Marie almost as soon as she had spied them and that she had gone all out in am effort at exciting Mike to the utmost, simply because she wanted to fire him into a superb performance. Marie could hardly believe her ears, but the girl seemed perfectly sincere. She could not deny that Carol had succeeded in building young Mike's lusts to a feverish pitch; the memory of the boy's fervent groans as he worked his swollen cock into the girl's pussy was still strong and left no doubt of his eagerness to shoot his wad into the girl's cunt.

Marie apologized for having sneaked up on them and explained about the rain and her lack of shoes. As Carol brushed her apologies aside and insisted that there was nothing to apologize about, Marie gradually became aware of their nakedness; they had evidently rushed directly into her bedroom without bothering to put on anything. Mike's big cock still reared out from his crotch, looking very ready for some wild fucking, and Marie's pussy began tingling harder as she looked at the big tool. Carol displayed her nakedness without the slightest trace of shame. She had a lovely pair of bits, Marie saw, and the small patch of golden brown fur covering her cunt mound might almost have been clipped from her head. A thick stream of Mike's cum ran down her thighs in creamy rivers, but the girl seemed not even to notice.

"Actually I was just warming him up for you!" Carol murmured, giving Marie a thoughtful look. "So why don't you get up and get your clothes off? I'm dying to see him shoving his cock into you!"

Mike added his own plea to hers, and Marie felt a surging gust of sexual arousal. She was still powerfully excited and the young couple's depraved urgings only made her excitement glow all the warmer. Her pussy ached duty, her clitoris hammered steadily and her cuntlips seemed swollen together with sexual desire. Her nipples, painfully alive and charged with more desire, strained to be freed from the restraining bra. Overpowered by her own turbulent emotions and excited even more by Carol's perverted urgings, Marie's resistance collapsed with a suddenness which took even her by surprise. She brought herself off the bed with a lurch and began unfastening her dress. It slipped down, to be followed by her half-slip; she kicked off her shoes and began tugging her pantyhose down. Then she unhooked her bra and peeled her panties down her thighs, leaving herself completely naked. Carol exclaimed gleefully at the sight of her boobs; she complimented Marie extravagantly on her voluptuous figure and praised her for her beauty. The girl urged Mike to rub his prick over his mother's nipples and he did so, making her pant harshly with lusty anticipation.

Unable to restrain herself any longer, Marie seized her son's cock in her hands and guided the big head into her mouth. She sucked furiously for a moment; the taste of Carol's sweet young cunt was far stronger now, and it excited Marie much more than when she had previously tasted that distinctive flavor on the thick, hot tool. Carol cried out in delight when she saw Marie going down on the boy, and she urged Mike to fuck his mother in the mouth. She pulled herself into a kneeling position on the bed, spreading her knees wide, and began fingering her juicy, cum-smeared pussy avidly as she watched Marie send her lips farther and farther down the thick shaft of Mike's prick. He shoved his cock deep into her throat, sending thrills of ecstatic pleasure all over her body, and might gladly have finished the fuck there had Marie not fallen over onto her back and brought her legs up high, exposing her feverishly swollen pussy.

"Ooooh, fuck me!" she cried out in despair. "I can't help it, I've got to have it up my cunt! Mmmm, fuck my cunt till I come!"

Carol urged Mike on with abandoned cries, and he quickly got between his mother's uplifted legs. She grabbed at his cock and aimed it between the lips of her pussy; the slit glowed darkly with passionate fire and tingled excitingly as the head of his prick nosed between the puffy lips. She cried out again as she felt his meat slipping into the mouth of her cunt, spreading the tender hole wider; Mike jabbed against her, shoving the tool into her cunt by brute force. Marie's guttural cries became shrill shrieks of agonized joy when she felt that big, hot rod probing deeper and forcing the walls of her cunt apart. Already excited into a state of near-delirium, she began to come as soon as he thrust his cock into her twat. Panting and sobbing lustily, she fucked up against him and brought her climax to a quick, decisive peak.

Carol finger-fucked herself strenuously as she watched this passionate display of heated lust. She kept her eyes locked on Marie's face, wanting to see every expression she registered as her cunt hummed and thundered furiously; the girl's fingers worked deep into the mouth of her cunt and spread the tender young rim wide. More and more of Mike's hot cum streamed from the steamy hole once she had pried it open, but she ignored the sticky cream, allowing it to course down her slender thighs. Her fingers made a mucky, slurping sound as they worked in and out of her juicy slit.

Marie's climax ebbed slightly after a moment but quickly returned, harder and more encompassing than before as Mike continued pumping his massive cock in her cunt. He did not pause to let her catch her breath. Rather, he simply kept up the same savagely satisfying pace and shoved his prick even deeper into her turbulent cunt. Every thrust of the thick-headed tool brought another howl of joyous delight to his mother's lips and an answering flurry of hip motions; she might have been in the throes of orgiastic excess but she had not slipped so far away from reality that she had forgotten how to make her climax as memorable as possible. Even as her cunt clenched up and gave off incredibly stirring jolts of orgiastic pleasure, she continued fucking back at him, moving her ass from side to side and up and down as he worked his cock into her box. He fucked her through three orgasms, each more shaking than its predecessor, and then began pounding his cock into her snatch with a fury which left her prostrate beneath him.

He could feel the stirring in his balls and fucked faster, whipping his prick in and out of her frothy sheath; suddenly he stiffened and his muscles rippled beautifully as he sought to provoke himself into another shuddering burst of climactic energy. Marie's cunt had lost most of its feeling by this time and her multiple orgasms had robbed her body of virtually all its strength. She could feel his cock working in and out of her cunt and she knew that he was on the verge of shooting a tremendous burst of cum inside her but she could not find the energy to help him along.

Mike never even noticed. Fully caught up in his own excitement, he pistoned his prick back and forth and finally succeeded in releasing the excitement which had built up within his loins. Grunting out loudly, he slammed his cock home once more and hung against her, shuddering from head to foot; she felt his cock begin twitching and then pumping madly. The thick, hot streams of cum arced out like jets from a fountain and filled her cunt with a huge amount of sperm. Again and again his cock spurted, as strongly as she had ever felt it, and he continued to grind his crotch against hers, as though he wanted to get even deeper into her cunt.

The head of his prick was already splitting the mouth of her womb, bringing distressed gasps of sensual wonder to her lips; the last spurts of steaming sperm shot directly into her womb. Marie gave one last dying struggle, rammed her pussy up hard against the base of his cock, and then fell back, totally debilitated by the extraordinary fuck she had shared with her son. Carol had heard and seen enough to know that Mike had not lied; her experienced eyes told her that this couple had balled often and that both of them had enjoyed it to the fullest. Seeing them fucking so strongly had exerted a devastating influence upon her and she had finger-fucked herself madly in an effort to come when they did. Heaving and sobbing, she had humped back and forth into her hands until she had climaxed.

As soon as she had recovered her senses, a matter of only a couple of minutes, Marie remembered that her son had mentioned another wish of Carol's. According to him, the girl had expressed a desire to drink his cum directly from her cunt! Inevitably she found herself wondering if the girl had been sincere, and if she were going to be offered a lesbian experience. Marie felt her clit flicker when she tried to imagine this lovely, uninhibited young girl kneeling between her thighs and lapping at her cunt. It had been so long since she had felt a tongue there; in all the time since Steve had left, she had not found a single man who really attacked her pussy the way she would have liked. Thus she was at least partly disposed to look with favor upon receiving a perverted caress from the girl.

Carol had not forgotten the wish, she soon discovered, and before long the girl was hinting to Mike that he should get off his mother and allow her free access to the well-fucked pussy. Mike straightened up excitedly, looking down at his mother anxiously to see what she thought of the suggestion; she saw an eager look in his eyes and knew that he wanted to see this, too. That hint of approval from him was enough to decide her, and she nodded her acquiescence in the lewd scheme. She said that she would love to have the girl mouth her pussy, that the idea excited her enormously and that she was only too wining to allow the girl to lick her cunt clean. Mike shook his head in wonder but quickly prepared to get off her. Marie reached down between their torsos to pinch the lips of her pussy together as he slowly extracted his lovely cock from her slit; Carol scooted between Marie's thighs, ready to launch her attack on the woman's juicy hole.

"I'll keep it all in there for you," Marie murmured. "So you can have every bit of his spunk! Mmm, it'll be so hot, so sweet and strong!"

Mike twisted about to watch as soon as he had gotten off his mother's body. Marie held her pussy tightly until Carol's lips were only inches away from her crotch; she then pulled her hand away and tightened the muscles in her belly to force some of the creamy sperm out of her cunt. Carol spread the lips of her pussy with a delicate touch and exposed the cunt mouth. A thick blob of cream welled up out of Marie's hole, completely filling the spread lips. The girl looked over at Mike, saw that he was watching intently and bent her lips down to Marie's gash. She gave no indication that she found the pussy repulsive. Rather, she attacked it with eager zeal and sent her tongue darting out to bathe in that pool of warm, cunt-flavored sperm. She stirred the salty cream with her tongue and gently lowered her lips down until they were tightly glued to Marie's pussy. She sucked in that blob of cum, rolled it about her mouth gently and swallowed. A sigh of satisfaction welled out of her throat as the sperm slid past; she found the taste exquisitely pleasing and quickly went back for more. Once the first wad of cum had been forced from her cunt, the rest quickly followed, and Marie continued forcing more and more of Mike's load out. She worked her pussy gently against the girl's lips and quivered with delight when she felt that incredibly active little tongue working deeper into her cunt, seeking even more of the tasty cream. Ranger's tongue work was nothing when compared to Carol's; the girl sucked her box with delicate understanding of how to bring a pussy to a state of throbbing awareness, and she soon had Marie poised on the brink of another climax.

"Oooooh, you're making me come again!" Marie cried out, lurching against the girl's face. "Mmmmm, you're sucking me off so good! I can't stand it! It's been so long! Agghhh, I want to come!"

And come she did, directly into the girl's waiting lips. When Marie's cunt began throbbing, pounding with a crazy intensity that signaled utter sexual pleasure, Carol's tongue began darting in and out like a prick and did not stop until she was certain that she had brought the woman to a peak of excited delight. In the process, she also sucked out the remainder of Mike's jizz; Marie's throbbing cunt forced ad his sperm out of her hole and into Carol's waiting lips.

"There, you've seen me suck her off," Carol said to Mike, who watched with an utterly astonished look on his face. "Now you haul ass out of here and leave us alone. We've got some girl-type things to talk about, and they're none of your business!"

CHAPTER EIGHT

Marie could not imagine what "girl-type things" she and Carol could possibly find to discuss, but she was far too exhausted by her succession of orgasms to put up an argument. She watched Mike stalk out of the bedroom – he was a little put out at being excluded from their discussion, but he knew Carol's hot temper too well to defy her – and then turned back to the girl. She discovered that Carol had a goal in mind which suited her exactly: the girl wanted to discuss Mike's curious refusal to lap their pussies and to propose some ways in which they might persuade him to try it.

Marie at once congratulated the girl on her initiative. She said that she had never been able to get his face between her legs, though she had often enough tried, and Carol said the same. They agreed that it was a shame he did not give them that sort of pleasure, which they both loved to a great degree, and resolved that they would do everything in their power to lead him down the proper path. Marie incidentally complimented the girl on her ability to deliver that kind of pleasure and found, as she had suspected, that the girl had really enjoyed the muff-diving. Carol had had three affairs with girls, she said, and for a time had been on the verge of deciding that she was really a lesbian at heart. Her father had convinced her otherwise, however, by mentioning the real vivacity with which she had accepted his cock and nearly pulverized it in her eagerness to make him come.

"That convinced me," the girl said with a short laugh. "I knew from then on that I was just dying to get it any way I could it didn't matter whether it was with a man or a woman. I just love to ball!"

They returned to the topic of Marie's son and their hopes of convincing him that really first-class lovemaking included cunt-lapping. Marie asked the girl if she had discussed the subject with her son, and Carol said that she had. Mike had been very reticent about discussing it but had stated that he thought he wouldn't like the taste of a woman's pussy. Carol was entirely sure that the boy's reluctance to take up muff-diving was not because he thought it would be unwelcome; as she said, she had more than once begged him to eat her pussy but had always failed to convince him to try it.

"Maybe the way you took off when I was eating you will be enough to show him that a woman ready digs it," Carol mused. "Wow, you really picked up when I started giving you head!"

Marie frankly admitted that she loved having her cunt sucked, and mentioned that it had been a long time since she had been able to enjoy the pleasure. She expressed her sense of wonder that the long, dry spell had been broken by a member of her own sex, but she vowed that Carol's lip-work was every bit as satisfying as any she had ever received from a man. Carol pointed out that this was often the case and reminded Marie that she had a pussy herself, a fact which made it much easier for her to give sexual pleasure orally, since she had only to bestow the kind of kisses which she herself would like to receive. Of course, as she readily agreed, the presence of Mike's virile, tasty sperm on her cunt made the flesh that much more appetizing and thereby led her tongue to perform even more remarkable marvels of stimulation.

Marie summed up the situation by proposing that they should somehow trick her son into tasting a pussy, though she frankly admitted that she had no idea how this might be accomplished. Carol nodded in agreement, wrinkled her brow in thought for a moment and then proposed a startling idea. Why not, she suggested with a lewd grin, capitalize upon Mike's fascination with tits? They could coat each other's nipples with their cunt oils and thus leave them tasting strongly of their distinctive feminine flavors without making it obvious that they had done so, she thought, and when Mike began mouthing one of their nipples, he would be tasting cunt at the same time.

This suggestion found a ready agreement from Marie and she immediately spread her thighs wide and reached down, intending to dip her fingers into her pussy and spread the ripe, musky oils over her own nipples. Carol reached out and caught her hand; she had a better idea for accomplishing that, she said. Her suggestion was that she dip her own boobs directly into Marie's pussy, and then receive the same treatment from the woman; this would give them both a measure of sexual delight, she thought, and accomplish the same purpose. She admitted that one of her girl friends had taught her to love this form of lovemaking, which she caned "tit-fucking", and Marie's pussy flamed into warm, throbbing life as soon as she heard the bizarre proposal. Even though she had never thought of such a thing before, she knew at once that it would provide her twat with a wild, stirring kind of delight which she had never before known. Thus she readily drew her knees up high toward her fun, red-nippled tits and spread them apart, elevating her pussy. She reached between her legs to spread the lips wide apart and to expose the soft inner flesh, the part that would be most richly coated with her musky oils; the frank discussion of their sexuality had made her hot, and the slit was fun of the cunty lubricant.

Carol bent over her, almost visibly quivering with eagerness, and grasped her right tit in her hand. Even though the dainty globe lacked the generous proportions of Marie's fine booby it was a beautiful thing and the plump, dark nipple glowed with warmth. Marie sucked in a breath as she saw the round tip going into the opened lips of her pussy; the touch was so delicate that at first she could not feel it. Carol's thrusts grew stronger, however, and within a very short time Marie could see why she and her friends had caked the technique "tit-fucking". Although the ripe nipple could not penetrate the muscled opening leading up into her cunt, it could provide a great deal of stimulation to the rim, which was very sensitive, and Marie felt her body thrilling to the unusual form of sexual stimulation.

Carol thoroughly anointed her right boob and removed it, only to swing the left tit into the fragrant, juicy slit. Again she worked her flesh back and forth, scrubbing it into every portion of Marie's pussy, and when she drew away and straightened up, both her nipples were bright and glistening with the woman's erotic musk. Marie felt a brief urge to taste the luscious-looking nipples herself but quickly quelled the impulse, knowing that they must be reserved for her son. She rolled out of the way and got to her knees while Carol assumed a prone position, opening her pussy wide.

When she knelt behind the girl's trim rump and peered down between her uplifted thighs, Marie felt am overpowering urge to apply her lips, rather than her nipples, to the full, passion-darkened slit she saw there. Carol's pussy was beautiful she had exceptionally large lips which hung far out from the outer fold, making the slit resemble a piece of overripe fruit. For a moment Marie could see how a girl might want to taste another girl's cunt, and it took a concerted effort on her part to resist the temptation. Carol caught the hungry look in her eye and invited her to help herself to the juicy morsel if she wanted it, but Marie declined, though it cost her a great deal in win power to do so. Instead of sucking those full, ripe, moist cuntlips up into her mouth and running her tongue deep into the crevice between them, she guided one of her tits down and scraped it against them. Marie made sure that her throbbing, aching nipple dipped between the lips and sank down into the very mouth of the girl's hot little cunt. Carol heaved slightly, rubbing her box against the woman's boob; Marie felt a surging power within her body and rubbed back with more vigor. For a moment she devoted herself completely to fucking the girl with her tit, but then she regained control over her burgeoning emotions and pulled away so that she could work her other tit into the exciting warmth of the girl's pussy. When she pulled back, both her nipples were coated with a thick patina of cunt musk, as she saw when she looked down to admire them; the sight was enough to make her clitoris throb hungrily and cry out for relief.

"Okay, you don't have to ball me," Carol said with a tender smile. "I'd like it if you wanted to, but if you're not built that way then you'd do better not to try it at all. Or maybe some other time, huh? Right now let's let these beauties dry a little and then we'll go find Mr. Stud and see what he does!"

They found Mike in the kitchen, polishing off a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Since he was still naked, Carol fell to her knees in front of him – he was leaning against the kitchen sink – and began sucking at his prick. The tool had gone down until it was no more than three or four inches long, but the way she was sucking made the rod quickly grow back to it normal size. She brought him up to a cockstand in near record time and devoured his tool completely; the dried sperm and cunt juice on the big dick made it tastier for her, and she ate his cock with all the gusto anyone could have asked for. Her abandoned sucking stirred him into eager willingness, and it was not long before she rose to her feet and faced him, capturing his prick between her thighs and riding it as though it were a fence rail. His cock was long enough for the head and an inch or two of shaft to stick out between the cheeks of her ass, clearly visible; she began humping back and forth so that the thick rod worked against the lips of her pussy. She was tab enough and had exceptionally long legs, so the prick fitted neatly into her thighs.

Mike began getting excited and tried to pull her up onto his body so that they could fuck in a standing position. Carol did not want it that way, however, and suggested that they move instead to one of the chairs beside the kitchen table, a proposal which the lusty boy readily accepted. He took a seated position and she straddled his thighs, seating herself with her back to him. Marie watched uncertainly; she had expected that the girl would try feeding him one of her tits, but so far Carol had made no effort to do so. Instead she guided his cock up into the lips of her pussy, pulling them apart with a deft gesture, and seated the tool in the mouth of her aunt. She had to lean forward at a sharp angle to get the tool started into the taut hole, but once she had the head firmly planted in the mouth of her cunt, she leaned back until she was rubbing her shoulder blades into Mike's broad chest. He reached around her to grasp her boobs with one hand; he used the other to caress her belly and thighs but gradually worked his way closer to her crotch.

Marie's heart pounded wildly when she saw her son's cock working its way up into the girl's hot cunt. Carol lowered herself deliberately, pushing her pussy lips farther and farther down that broad, muscular shaft, and groaned fervently when she felt the full brunt of its sexual power. Mike's fingers neared the girl's pussy lips, probed for and found the rocklike clitoris hidden under the fold of flesh, and began rubbing it lightly. Marie was sure that Carol had chosen this position as a way of emphasizing the fact that Mike preferred her to his mother, and for a moment she wanted to leave the room rather than be humiliated in that fashion. Carol wiped away that suspicion by caning for her to begin licking Mike's balls as she worked her cunt up and down his cock; she gave the woman a broad, knowing wink which emphatically stated that she had ulterior motives in making the request. Marie came towards them and sank down onto the floor. She slipped her head between the tangle of legs and brought her lips closer to her son's big balls; the nuts bobbed enticingly as he worked up into the girl's cunt. Marie's lips began roaming over the swollen sac and produced an electrifying effect upon the boy. He jerked up into Carol's waiting cunt, bringing a grunt of astonished joy to her lips, and began fucking her harder. Marie's greedy lips inevitably wandered away from the sac and touched the base of her son's cock; the thick shaft already had a faint taste of hot, sweet cunt and she began sucking harder, touching her lips to his flesh indiscriminately. In her haste to love him to distraction, she inadvertently touched her lips to Carol's hot pussy. The contact drove her mouth back for a moment, but the girl's excited cry of joy was persuasive enough to send her lips back to that hairy, frothing slit, and she planted a firm kiss directly upon her clitoris, running her tongue over the painfully enlarged organ and trying her best to make the girl cry out again in that lovely way. She succeeded and soon found that she was kissing Carol's pussy and her son's cock with indiscriminate abandon. The knowledge that she was dealing out exquisite sexual pleasure overwhelmed her inhibitions about homosexuality, and she devoted herself to arousing the young couple as completely as she could.

Carol had not intended for their strange coupling to turn into an about fuck session and, after wriggling ecstatically against Marie's mouth for a moment, she gently pushed the woman's face back and lifted herself off Mike's big prick. He protested, but she promised him that it was only a temporary adjustment. She got off him and turned about to face him, muttering thick-voiced phrases which made him all too aware of her abundant arousal. Settling herself over his loins and guiding his prick again into that moist, hot hole she began bouncing up and down eagerly and soon had most of the tool buried in her cunt.

"Mmmm, my nipples ache so much!" she cried out, raising one shoulder and thrusting a tit towards his lips. "Mmmm, Mike, suck my tits off! You're making me want to come so bad I can't stand it! You're fucking my ass off!"

Marie then saw the full extent of the girls duplicity and marveled at it. Carol had used both of them to arouse Mike so fully that he would not be able to keep from mouthing her boob when she offered it to him in such am exciting way. He would therefore be licking his mother's cunt juice off the girl's nipples, as she very well knew; she could not help remembering exactly how her rich, cunt oils had come to be on Carol's nipples in the first place. That memory sent another surging jolt of animal sensuality coursing through her cunt, and she feared that she might climax on the spot, even without touching her pussy.

Carol thrust first one tit and then the other into Mike's eager lips as she fucked herself on his cock. Her hips tightened up until they were shuddering heavily, but she continued weaving a magical pattern of lust around the shaft of his prick. Mike's seated position robbed him of some of the freedom he might otherwise have had, but even so he managed to work his tool back and forth in her cunt with a fair degree of liveliness. He fucked her through one climax, a short but exceedingly sharp burst of orgasmic joy, and had her well on the way to a second one when she again lifted herself off his prick. She resumed her earlier position, sitting astride him and facing away from him, but this time she twisted about so that she could again feed him one of her swollen boobs as she worked her cunt around his cock.

Marie needed no encouragement this time. She eagerly got between their legs and began kissing her son's balls once more, provoking him strongly and raising his sexual temperature several more degrees. She let her lips wander where they would and this time had no hesitation about lavishing kisses upon Carol's sweet, hot pussy. When she felt her son's thigh muscles tighten and saw that he was fucking his prick into the girl's wet cunt with greater speed, she doubled and then tripled her lips' enthusiasm, knowing that he was nearing his own climax. She was not prepared, however, for the exciting conclusion.

"Ooooh, suck him the rest of the way!" Carol muttered, suddenly raising up and lifting her pussy off the boy's stiff prick. "Suck the cum out of him!"

She reached down to grasp his slippery, cunt-coated prick and jammed it against Marie's lips. The woman automatically responded and plunged her lips down over the big tool, wrapping her tongue around its head as she engulfed it in a hot, passionate embrace. Carol ran a finger over her clitoris, provoking herself to the breaking point, and cried out with delight as she set off a momentous explosion within her hot cunt. Marie forced her mouth farther down her son's cock and soon had more than half the big rod rammed into her throat. The thick, flaring head speared down the back of her throat, giving her exquisite sensations; she continued caressing his balls with her free hand and soon had him aroused beyond the limits of his endurance.

Mike's big balls released a climax of turbulent proportions, directing the first jet of scalding cream directly into his mother's throat. She pulled up slightly, enough to allow the next vicious spurt to wash over the back of her tongue; she worked her throat quickly and began swallowing as more of the utterly sexual gruel shot into her mouth. Mike groaned loudly and fucked harder into her mouth as Carol jiggled about in a frenzy of orgiastic abandon. Marie would ordinarily have come, being subjected to such powerful stimulation, but she became so involved in sucking her son's cock that she entirely forgot about her own desires. She mouthed his dick eagerly and allowed her hot tongue to slide up and down the savagely pumping tool. His cum flooded her mouth with liquid joy; the taste inflamed her senses and drove her to even greater heights of exertion. Mike continued thrusting into her mouth until his balls seemed ready to drop from his body. When he slumped back into his chair, panting and gasping from the force of his exertions, he had emptied himself of an his lust and felt only a deep, pervading satisfaction.

Marie kept her mouth on his prick until she had licked up every trace of semen. Even then the strong aftertaste of his cum remained in her mouth and continued to gave her a great deal of pleasure. Looking up as she pulled away from his prick, she caught Carol's glittering gaze with her own. The lascivious pour exchanged triumphant glances, realizing that Mike had had himself a thorough taste of pussy and had not complained a bit.

He looked somewhat chagrined when Carol told him of the unusual salve which had been applied to her boobs, though she did not tell him exactly how it had come to be there. He admitted that he had detected an unusual taste when he had first put his lips to her ripe, passionately swollen nipple, but said that he had been too excited to comment on the taste at the time. After further prodding from his mother and Carol, he agreed that the taste had not been a bad one; he went so far as to acknowledge his defeat and promised that he would even try some cunt-lapping later on. Marie felt a warm sense of joy upon hearing this and at once felt much more kindly towards Carol. She had no doubt that Mike would sincerely try to become a good pussy-muncher, since he appeared to love every other facet of sexual pleasure, and wanted to straddle his face right then so that she could begin his instruction in the new tactic. She did not push her luck, though; she knew that she would have to go easy with him and lead him gradually into a full appreciation of this particular style of lovemaking.

That thought led her to remember the fantastically pleasing sensations she had felt when Ranger's prick had accidentally slipped into her asshole. She had been very diligent about fingering her bung when she masturbated, and had succeeded in getting the dog's prick lodged in her brownie on a few occasions; now she could not help wondering if she would receive an even more telling jolt of sexual pleasure if she could somehow persuade young Mike to bugger her. The thought sent anxious flutters of sexual arousal pulsing over her body and made her clitoris twitch with nervous energy. But would he agree to fuck her in that especially depraved fashion? She did not know and could not bring herself to ask for it openly, though a part of her deeply sensual nature hungered for it.

Mike's prick had wilted somewhat when he had learned that he had been tasting his mother's cunt oils on Carol's hot little nipples. The surprise deflated him for a moment, and he seemed to lose most of his sexual desire when he learned that he had been tricked. He was a good sport, though, was far too passionately involved with the two women to let that momentary setback interfere with his lovemaking. After a few minutes Marie noticed that his cock was again beginning to rise up and assume its full, rigid size. Carol noticed it, too, and wasted little time in taking full advantage of it.

She suggested that she and Marie now reverse the roles they had just played – that Marie excite the boy with her cunt wrapped around his prick until he was on the verge of releasing another load, and then lift herself off, avowing him to finish in Carol's mouth. Marie hated the idea of giving up the wondrously satisfying joy of having his cock deep in her cunt when he shot off, but she could not deny that Carol had set a very fine example of selfless lust, and so she agreed to the proposal. If she could not feel her son's cock release that strong flood of hot sperm, at least she would have the real joy of feeling the big, stiff tool probe deep into her cunt, and she had little doubt that Carol would use the opportunity to lavish a few hot kisses upon her pussy, as well as mouthing Mike's balls until they were trembling with eagerness.

Thus Marie found herself settling her cunt over Mike's prick as he sat in the chair. She faced him as she lowered her pussy down to his prong, holding the hot, wet lips apart with one hand as she guided herself into place; he held his cock upright and aimed it squarely into the nearing mouth of her cunt. When she had the tool firmly seated in the tautly stretched hole, she offered him one of her tits, firmly desiring all the sexual stimulation she could have; he looked at it for a moment, then popped his lips over the swollen nipple. After tasting the ripe, tingling cone for a moment, he removed his mouth and looked up at her, a question in his eyes. Marie then remembered that her own nipples had been thrust into the lips of Carol's incredibly hot pussy and given a coating of her lusty ointment. She nodded and told him that he was tasting the girl's cunt; he shook his head and grinned in wonder before replacing his mouth on her boob. He began licking and sucking at her tits without the slightest sign of reluctance, and she wondered if perhaps their trick was working and he was developing a taste for cunt.

Marie squirmed about on him for another moment or two, feeling her body growing livelier and more filled with sexuality every second. She fucked back and forth, working the big-headed tool into every corner of her tight tunnel, and felt herself rapidly approaching a climax. Before allowing her cunt to collapse under the tidal wave of sexual pleasure which appeared to be shaping up within, however, she reversed her position and began fucking with her back to his belly. This shift made his prick rub the front wall of her cunt more strongly than before and, since it was somewhat more sensitive than the other sides of that organ, she derived an accordingly greater benefit.

Carol, kneeling between Mike's legs, was using her lips and tongue with powerful effect. She tongued the boy's heavy balls, bringing gasps of joy to his lips, and also planted a few kisses on Marie's pussy. She ran the tip of her tongue over the woman's rigid clitoris, provoking a heavy shudder from her, then withdrew to flick the base of the boy's cock with her tongue. She went back to the juicy slit, however, and gave Marie several more licks which raised her sexual tension appreciably, making her weave her hips back and forth at a greater rate of speed in an effort to bring about the climax she felt lurking deep in her cunt; the way Carol's tongue played over her pussy helped her transform that incipient orgasm into a heaving, sobbing tumult that fired her loins with joy.

Marie's extravagant writhing and abandoned cries soon sparked an answering response in Mike, and he began driving his cock into her cunt in a much more purposeful way. His big tool, bathed with hot cunt oils, slipped in and out easily but her clutching cunt still provided ample friction. She became aware of his faster thrusting as soon as her own climax wore oft and readied herself to raise off his cock as soon as it appeared that he was at the bursting point; she held herself steady and thrilled as he fucked into her cunt with a steady, driving beat. She could easily feel the tense, excited hunger within his body as he fucked her, and she hated the moment when she would have to turn his prick over to Carol, who continued to lick his bans and the base of the cock. She was resolved to do so, however; her sense of fair play, if nothing else, dictated that she should give as good as she got.

"Agghhh!" Mike suddenly cried out. "I'm coming! I've got to cream!"

Marie quickly raised up, puking her cunt off his cock, and looked down. Carol quickly grabbed the big, thick shaft and guided the head into her lips, pumping heartily at the tool even before it got into her mouth. Her fist slid easily up and down the well-oiled shaft and then she added a second hand, gripping his prick as though it were a baseball bat. She twisted her hands in opposite directions as she worked them up and down and sucked at the big head at the same time; Mike groaned in anguish as she worked at his cock and exerted herself harder to make his climax an especially strong one. The sight of that abandoned girl jacking her son off and sucking him at the same time affected Marie in a direct, powerful way, and she felt her pussy give a warning throb. Reaching down with both hands, she caught the tips of her index fingers in the mouth of her cunt and hooked them securely inside the taut, strained hole. She heaved her pussy forward, driving her cunt farther down on her fingers. It was enough to release a long, quivering blast of pure animal emotion that had gathered deep inside her loins. She wailed out a long, shrill cry of triumph and finger-fucked herself into a frenzy as Carol's greedy little mouth received a hearty blast of overheated cum straight from Mike's big bans. He grunted out furiously as the sperm shot through his cock and spattered into the back of the girl's throat; mother mighty spasm sent a second big, steaming blob of the salty cream shooting deep again. She grunted her approval and swallowed quickly – the taste of his cum sent chills of sexual pleasure racing over her body and soon she, too, had a climax going, an involuntary reaction to the mighty display of male lust which she held within her mouth.

The three of them rocked, quivered and shuddered until they could no longer sustain their emotions. Marie staggered over Carol's huddled body – the girl was still mouthing the boy's prick, moaning softly as she lavished additional kisses upon the big rod – and sank down into another kitchen chair. Mike slumped back, utterly exhausted, and watched numbly as Carol slowly tapered off in her attentions to his cock. When she finally pulled her mouth off his prick, there was not a trace of sperm to be seen on the tool; she had taken every bit of his discharge and swallowed it. She gave him a grateful look and nodded her approval to Marie before getting to her feet; it was amply clear that she had received a full amount of sexual pleasure from the unusual act which she had helped to perform. She explained that she had to get back to the resort in a hurry, since she had an appointment scheduled for the dinner hour, and she went into the living room to gather up her clothes.

Marie followed her and watched as the strange, utterly unpredictable girl dressed. She urged Carol to return to her house at any time, an invitation which she extended with the greatest sincerity; she felt very close to the girl now that they had collaborated in making Mike come so strenuously. The act of sharing a lover seemed to bring them much closer together, and she felt a definite tie with the girl. Carol agreed to come back when she could – making it clear that she would do so whether Mike was there or not – and whispered a compliment on the way their trick had worked.

"I'm sure he's going to want to eat your pussy later on," the girl hissed. "Mmm, I wish I could be here to see it. I don't blame him a bit if he eats you all night! You've really got a sweet-tasting pussy so hot, so creamy!"

Marie flushed at the bold intimacy of the compliment but could say nothing; she was too uncertain of her own feelings to be able to phrase a reply. She felt sure that the girl was right about Mike, though, and she had a strong suspicion that she would find his face between her thighs before very long.

Marie was not prepared for the quickness of Mike's capitulation, however. No sooner had Carol driven away in her little convertible than he turned to her with a new, bold look on his handsome face. Marie could not believe that he was ready for her again, since he had already had two furious climaxes, but there was no way she could mistake the eager, hungry look in his eyes. If that were not enough to make his intentions perfectly clear, there was the fact of his cock: big and stiff with lust, the tool stood out at a horizontal angle and seemed to emanate passionate waves of sensuality.

"I don't know why I was such an idiot about going down on you and Carol," he said as he gathered her into his arms. "There was the taste, sure, but even more than that I don't think I really believed that you wanted me to do it to you, I guess. But you've made me see the light now!"

Marie pulled back to look at him with astonishment, unable to believe what she had just heard. He seemed utterly sincere, however, and gradually the truth sank into her brain: Mike was actually ready to begin licking her pussy! She felt a sudden rush of sexual delight when she realized the truth. He ran his hands down over her butt, holding her crotch tightly against his; his cock, caught between their bellies, pointed up to his navel. Marie rubbed herself against the length of hot meat and shivered as she felt his living warmth against her body. His fingers dug deep into the cheeks of her ass, which were surprisingly sensitive, and she felt her pussy begin pounding with a hard, driving insistence that signaled the onset of an incredibly horny feeling.

"You'd have to teach me what to do, though. I'm not quite sure how a woman would want a man to kiss her down there," he continued after a moment.

Marie assured him that she would be only too happy to give him the most detailed instructions possible, if he were really sincere about wanting to eat her pussy; it struck her as by far the best bargain she had ever heard of, and she was ready to begin her instructions at once.

They went into the bedroom, where Marie offered to bathe and douche, so that he could have a fresh, clean pussy on which he could begin his lessons, but he told her that he preferred her in a more natural state. There was something especially appealing, he now thought, about sucking a pussy which he had just fucked, even if he had deposited his cum elsewhere. Moreover, as he pointed out, both she and Carol showed no hesitation whatever about tasting his cum and, according to his standards, he ought to be willing to dip his own tongue into the salty brew. Marie complimented him highly on his attitude and told him that she thought he had made a very wise decision. The taste of a man's cum was unusual, she admitted, but she pointed out that it was certainly not offensive.

"And besides," she added with a roguish twinkle in her eyes, "if you're licking it off my cunt, or Carol's, then you'll probably get more of our taste than you will of your own, so it won't matter much anyway!"

She lay on her back and then had him place himself between her thighs, which she drew up high and parted wide; once he was positioned, she carefully identified the different parts of her pussy and explained the peculiar qualities of each. While virtually all the flesh in that part of her body was highly sensitive, she said, the clitoris was by far the most delicate spot of all and deserved extra attention from any serious pussy-licker. She advised him to touch his tongue very gently to the small knob, to flick the tip of his tongue over it lightly and to reserve the heavier, stronger caresses for the flesh around it. She also remanded him that the mouth of her cunt was also quite tender and could easily respond to the insertion of his tongue. She wanted desperately to tell him about her asshole, to describe the marvelous sensations she had felt when Ranger had been fucking his big prick into that tiny hole or when she had been jabbing her own finger into it, but she could not bring herself to be quite that bold. Instead she contented herself with describing her pussy in the greatest possible detail and hoped that her lessons were sinking in.

Mike was an excellent student whenever he was presented with a subject which aroused his interest and, as it happened, he was extremely interested in the sexual organs of the female of the species. Since his mother's pussy happened to be the model most available to him, he began applying her lessons at once and proved to her beyond any doubt that he had been paying very close attention to her statements about that hot, wet slit. She urged him to begin easily, by inhaling the erotic scents given off by her excited cunt, and told him how he could tease a woman into an extremely high degree of arousal by running his lips over her belly and upper thighs before proceeding to the pussy itself.

This suggestion was immediately acted upon. He bent over and touched his lips lightly to her softly rounded belly, midway between her navel and the top of the bushy muff of dark hair covering her cunt-mound. He extended his tongue just enough to graze the sensitive flesh and she jerked in surprise at the wild, sensual impulses which his touch generated. He began moving his mouth around on her stomach and traversed the entire area from one projecting hipbone to the other, always employing that same light, tender touch which affected her so profoundly. By the time his lips had moved down one side of that hairy muff and had begun a leisurely trip over the inside of her left thigh, her pussy had grown so inflamed she could hardly keep from pulling his face over onto her slit by brute force. She willed her body to remain motionless, however, and he continued bringing his lips ever nearer to her slit.

"I'll come!" she moaned when finally he began moving his mouth closer to that moist, ripe pussy that throbbed with such telling power. "I'm so hot I'll come right in your mouth if you suck me!"

Mike told her that he wanted to feel her coming against his mouth and proved it by licking her pussy in the most exciting manner possible. He drew his tongue lightly over her clitoris, bringing a gasp of pure sexual joy to his mother's throat, and then dug harder into the juicy furrow leading down to the mouth of her cunt. He shoved his tongue deep into that fragrant, tingling hole and rimmed her, making his tongue do marvelous, breath-taking things; Marie sucked in a deep breath and stiffened her body. She could feel the climax taking shape within her womb and, knowing that it was going to be a big one, she choked out a heart-felt plea for him to suck her twat even more strenuously. He sent his tongue roaming up and down the slit with greater freedom, continuing to pay special attention to her clitoris and to tongue-fuck her cunt, and within another minute she felt a terrible, ripping sensation deep inside her loins. Choking out a desperate cry of elation, she thrust her pussy against his face and quivered: the first orgasmic spasm blasted out of her cunt and quickly spread, making her body throb with a special power. Again and again she felt those cataclysmic jolts of sexual joy burst inside her body and radiate sensations of the purest delight outward. He worked his tongue in and out of her spasmodically twitching cunt and for a moment it almost seemed that his cock was slithering in and out of that tender hole. He did not stop sucking her snatch until he was sure that her climax was finished. Only when she gave a low, moaning sigh of utter satisfaction and lowered her weak body back to the bed did he pull his face from between her thighs.

She caught his head between her hands when he lifted away from her crotch. Pulling his face towards hers, she muttered am obscene phrase testifying to her desire to kiss her pussy's ripe, pungent oils off his lips. She also reached down to grasp his cock and pull it between her legs, even though she had just experienced am orgasm so powerful as to leave her absolutely limp for a moment. She knew that he was terribly aroused from sucking her off so magnificently and that knowledge allowed her to draw upon her final reserve of energy. The orally induced climax, furthermore, had not done anything to give her the kind of deep penetration she wanted so much, and so she got ready for a good fuck. Mike readily avowed his cock to be guided into the lips of her pussy. As soon as she had seated the big, hot tool and removed her hand, he thrust into her, sheathing almost half his prick at once; she groomed savagely and locked her heels into the hollows at the back of his knees. Then she began grinding her cunt around his skewering cock, begging him to shove it deeper. He readily obliged, and soon had the whole of his massive prick buried in her cunt.

Mike hung tightly against her and humped powerfully, as though he were trying to shove even more of his cock into her box. This dealt a tremendous amount of stimulation to the lips of her pussy, which were jammed up hard against the base of his cock; she could feel his big, sperm-laden balls dangling against her asshole and the wiry mass of fur at the base of his bevy digging into her clit. She raised a shoulder and directed one of her big, throbbing boobs into his mouth. He quickly began tonguing her nipple with every bit as much enthusiasm as he had shown when he was working his tongue in and out the mouth of her cunt. Marie felt her twat being stirred from every angle and knew that she would not be able to keep from coming again, even though she wanted to feel her son's climax with her entire body. Seeking to bring him off as quickly as possible, she began purring choice obscenities in his ear; she begged him to fuck her in the most abandoned ways, to deliver the most perverted, delicious caresses to her over-stimulated body; she promised that she would serve him in any way he wanted so long as he released the hot storm of sensuality which was gathered in his big, congested balls.

Mike could not resist that torrent of words, especially when she punctuated them with powerful twists of her hips that made her cunt grind around his cock. He withdrew his prick slightly and slammed it into her hole again, drawing a pained gasp of the purest joy from her lips; he repeated the mighty thrust and cried out himself when he felt his balls dissolve and begin spurting jizz up through his cock. His sperm rocketed into Marie's waiting cunt with tremendous force. She felt the hot jets, and it seemed to her that her whole body had suddenly been compressed into her cunt and that she was totally penetrated by his aroused prick. Each pumping spurt of his cock brought a strained grunt to her lips and sent incredibly strong sensations of sexual delirium spreading through her nervous system. She was paralyzed for a moment by the heated power of the storm she had brought about, but then she began twisting her hips in every direction, fucking herself against his gushing cock and seeking to join him in his enthusiastic display of lusty delight. It took only a few thrusts for her to achieve her objective. Already aroused deeply, she quickly fucked herself into a state of frenzied release that freed her body for a ride into ecstasy. Grunting, sobbing, crying and heaving, Marie fucked until she could move no more. His prick lay within her cunt, bathing in a hot pool of sperm, and he was stretched out on top of her in a state of near-collapse. Marie basked in their mutual satisfaction and took a special pleasure in knowing that hers had been the first pussy her son had ever touched with his mouth. This knowledge filled her with pride and happiness, enough to make her even more willing to become his accomplice in whatever kind of sexual practices he might wish to investigate. She moved slowly against his body, luxuriating in the feel of his big cock inside her cunt. Even though the massive fucking tool had lost some of its stiffness after that monumental orgasm – his third within an hour, she guessed – it still had its formidable size and a capability of making her feel the full power of the sensuality they had generated between them.

CHAPTER NINE

Carol visited Marie twice during the following three weeks, once with Mike and once without him. She called before the time she visited by herself, and Marie found herself looking forward to the girl's arrival with some trepidation. She could not be sure, for example, that the lascivious little creature might not want to initiate some kind of sexual action between the two of them, and she could not decide beforehand what her reaction would be if Carol did so. She remembered the way the girl's lips and tongue had played over her pussy, and the way her body had thrilled at that perverted touch. She also remembered the unusual feeling of touching her own lips to a pussy. Had Carol been in an especially lesbian mood that afternoon and pushed herself upon Marie, she might very well have found a willing partner. As it developed, though, there was no sexual action of any kind between them, though they spent a great deal of the three hours Carol was there in talking about their desires and hungers.

Carol discussed her relations with her father very frankly and showed no sign of guilt at having shared his bed many times. She produced a picture of the man, and Marie had to admit that he was handsome in a mature, graying kind of way. He looked to be about forty, give or take a few years; the wallet print disclosed a man with regular features and the hint of humor in his eyes. The girl said that he had a very sharp wit and that he especially loved exercising his considerably ingenuity on devising new ways of making love. She went on to say that he was very well-hung, though not in a class with Mike; his prick measured just under eight inches in length, she said, and was almost two inches in diameter. Marie was almost at the point of asking the girl if her father had ever fucked her in the ass, and admitting to her own fascination with buggering, but could not muster up the last bit of courage needed to delve into that topic.

Carol admitted outright that she had deliberately schemed at seducing her father; had it been left up to him, she speculated, he would never have made any kind of advances to her once her mother had been confined to the nursing home. She had been mightily dissatisfied with the treatment she was receiving from her teenage lovers, however, and knew that there must be more to fucking than what she had experienced with them. She had laid a careful siege to his lusts and had soon brought about her objective. Once he had felt the hot tightness of her cunt and had become aware of the sexual potential encased in her slender, constantly aroused body, he had been unable to turn away from her. If anyone had suffered guilt pangs from the incestuous relationship, it had been he, the girl said with an easy laugh.

"I was just having a ball," she said forthrightly. "He knew all about sucking and screwing in all those far-out ways, and I really grooved on that. Sometimes we'd start balling each other as soon as he got home from the office and keep it up almost steady till ten or so!"

Larry, her father she often referred to him by his first name – had an extraordinary ability to control his load and could almost always fuck for upwards of an hour before finally releasing his semen with a hearty blast. Of course, the girl admitted, he was good for only one orgasm during an evening, usually, but he knew exactly how to make that one a stupendously satisfying explosion. Also, he loved licking a hot, juicy pussy – whether a freshly fucked one or not – and delighted in making his partner come repeatedly. Marie found that she was becoming very favorably inclined toward this man whom she had never met; Carol's recital of his sexual virtues had the effect of making him seem exceptionally desirable. In addition to his extraordinary sexual skills, he was interesting in another respect: As chief chemist at Marysville Pharmaceuticals, a big plant in a nearby town, he was interested in some of the same scientific subjects as Marie. When the girl left her house that afternoon, Marie wondered if she would ever meet this unusual man and, if she did, whether she would be more interested in talking science with him or in testing his lovemaking ability.

Mike accompanied Carol on her second visit to Marie's home, and on that occasion there was very little talking. Mike had called up the evening before and asked if he could bring the girl for an overnight stay; their days off coincided enough for her to be able to spend at least one evening with them. Marie was delighted, and by the time the young couple arrived in mid-afternoon the next day, she was almost beside herself with sexual arousal. She had woken up in a viciously horny mood, one that ordinarily would have sent her to the back porch in search of Ranger so that he could plunge his big cock into her cunt over and over until she could rid herself of that awful, nagging sense of incompletion. She resolutely avoided the dog for that day, though her will power was not strong enough to keep her from retiring to her bedroom at midmorning and stretching out on her bed, where she gave herself a long, savage finger-fucking that temporarily quelled the fires smoldering deep in her cunt.

Marie paid plenty of attention to her asshole as she stroked and jabbed at her feverish pussy; each time she masturbated that way, or succeeded in getting Ranger to fuck her in the ass, she discovered more and more sensitivity in that tiny hole. More and more she imagined Mike settling over her and ramming his mammoth cock into her ass; the image came to prey on her mind, and she wondered how long it would be before she lost all control of herself and begged him to shove his prick into her bung. On two different occasions she had conducted an experiment with all the care she would have expected from one of her biology students at the local high school, an experiment designed to tell her whether she was really capable of being buggered by her son's big prick. Lubricating two of her fingers with petroleum jelly and smearing an additional dollop of the viscous grease on her bung, she succeeded in getting both those fingers planted in her ass. The added strain gave her an immense feeling of joyous fullness and left little doubt in her mind that she would be able to come prodigiously if only she could persuade the youth to cornhole her.

Her pussy was again roaring with lewd, inexpressible hungers when she saw Mike and Carol drive up outside in that same little convertible. She was wearing one of her best house-dresses, though she had deliberately abstained from putting on a bra or panties, and as she opened the door for them, she felt an all-pervasive sense of sexual longing that swept out from her pussy and infected her entire body with the most rabid kind of hunger. Her pussy, already wet and tingling with arousal, began aching with a dull, steady throb that would be relieved only when she had had her cunt split to the very bottom and then flooded with hot, thick cum straight from a pair of big balls. Carol was in the same mood she later said that she had been masturbating and playing with Mike's cock all the way into town; more than once he had threatened to stop driving and fuck her if she did not release his prick but she had continued to rub her fist up and down its length and they wasted no time on idle, polite preliminaries. After measuring Marie's degree of excitement with a glance, Carol slipped off her T-shirt and began unfastening the front of the cut-off jeans which served her as a pair of shorts.

Marie led them into the bedroom, scattering clothes along the way, and watched her son strip off his own cut-offs. His cock swung up as though it had a spring inside it when the jeans slid off; he was already stiff as a board and ready for anything. He lay back on the bed and Carol got over him, kneeling astride his face and rubbing her aroused slit directly on his mouth, muttering praises of his tongue action as she did so. Mike had become fully accustomed to cunt-lapping by this time and had developed a strong taste for it. Marie watched the girl rub her pussy over his mouth for a moment, then turned about so that she could devote herself to sucking his cock. She peeled back the tightly stretched foreskin; a pearly drop of semen, only a hint of the abundant store he carried in his distended balls, rested in the slit at the top of his cockhead. She bent down and extracted that delicious little reminder with her tongue; the taste was strong enough to make her hunger for a full-scale treatment and she began sucking his rod with a deep, powerful action that sent most of his swollen prick sliding deep into her mouth.

He fucked up into her throat when he felt her hot, wet lips close around his rod, and she could tell that it would be very easy to bring him off any time she chose. She did not want him to come at once, however; it would be a lot better to spin it out, to make him hold his come back for a time so that they could all get themselves into a state of absolute sexual arousal. Marie contented herself with gentle licking and forced her tongue to stay away from the more sensitive parts of his cock. As she sucked gently at the shaft of the big tool, she began fingering her pussy, adding to her own arousal. Carol continued to writhe and twist about on Mike's face, fucking harder, and then turned to offer a suggestion. Her idea was sensuality itself: Why didn't they both fuck themselves into a quick orgasm against his mouth, she suggested, and then devote themselves to satisfying him in a way which she had often wanted to try? She did not specify what that way was, but Marie already knew Carol well enough to be sure that it would be something as exciting as any kind of sexual act she had ever performed. She thus agreed to the girl's suggestion and urged her to go ahead and make herself come.

"Oh, wow, he's going to help me!" Carol muttered as she turned to devote her full attention to her pussy and Mike's eager mouth. "Ever since that first time he ate you, he's been getting better and better at it! Agghh, he's already got me so fucking crazy I can't stand it!"

She worked her pussy back and forth against his lips, which made loud sucking noises as he licked and tongued every part of her slit; she reached up to caress her own tits and soon had reached the point of no return. Gasping and sobbing eagerly, she ground her box against his face with increasing fervor and then cried out sharply, stirred mightily by the sudden burst of orgiastic sensation the boy's tongue had released within her twat. He drove his tongue directly into her cunt mouth as she sobbed out her triumphant delight. Marie's fingers worked harder at her own pussy and for a moment she thought she was going to come herself.

Carol wriggled against Mike's face until she had completely worked the lusty passions out of her cunt. She then crawled off him, and looked back at Marie, who was still softly sucking her son's prick. She did not keep the tool in her mouth for very long, though; once she saw that Mike's mouth was free and that he was ready to eat her cunt in the same abandoned way he had eaten Carol's, she was quick to spring into position above him. She spread the lips of her pussy wide with her fingers as she lowered the ripe, moist slit down to his mouth; she wanted him to attack her clitoris directly, and she exposed the painfully inflamed knob in order to thrust it between his lips as soon as she could. He understood what she wanted and began tickling the exquisitely sensitive nub with his tongue, bringing a sudden rush of sexual delight to her body. She was already near the point of orgasm, and after he had flicked the tip of his tongue across her swollen clitoris a few times, she knew that nothing on earth could hold back the flood of pleasure she felt welling up from the depths of her cunt. Choking out a frantic, throaty cry of anguished joy, she fucked herself harder against his mouth. She began to come at the exact instant his tongue first penetrated the strained mouth of her cunt.

Mike sucked her through a long, shuddering climax, continually working his tongue in and out of her hot, twitching hole. She clawed at her booby squeezing the big nipples forcefully, and thrashed about on his face until she had worked her way through the powerful orgasm. Carol had started sucking Mike's prick, but when she heard Marie give that heaving, desperate cry of abandoned joy, she moved back so that she could watch her come. She now lay beside them, her eyes watching their every move, and fingered her pussy thoughtfully until Marie could again open her eyes and look about.

She was ready to proceed with the specially designed fuck she had earlier mentioned, and as soon as Marie was ready, a matter of only a minute or so, she directed the woman to lie down on her left side and draw her knees far up towards her tits. She then ordered Mike to lie behind her, snuggling his belly up against the plump cheeks of his mother's ass; when Marie felt that contact, she quivered mightily and hungered even more strongly for her son's big cock. Carol now told him to slip the big, stiff rod between his mother's thighs from the back and bring it up close against her pussy. When he did so, the thick rod lay against the slit, not penetrating it but touching Marie from clitoris to asshole and making her flesh crawl with sexual anticipation.

"Just rub yourself up and down there for a minute or two," the depraved girl told him. "Let your cock get her pussy all wet and hot. You can rub each other up real good and it'll make her a lot hotter to get your prick up her twat!"

Carol called the turn exactly: Marie felt a surging renewal of her sexual powers as she closed her thighs around Mike's prick, capturing it and holding it firmly against the fully aroused flesh of her pussy. His dick was so big that a portion of the tool protruded from between her legs and jutted out above her cunt-mound; when she looked down, it seemed for a moment that she herself had grown a prick. Instead of amusing her, as it might ordinarily have done, the sight of that obscene, mushroom-shaped cockhead sticking up between her thighs aroused Marie even more. She reached down to grasp the big cock and pressed it closely to her pussy, rubbing against it luxuriously; the hot length of aroused prick scraped firmly against the swollen flesh of her twat and made her long for the moment when she would feel it sliding into her cunt. After rubbing her gash along it for a minute or two, the entire length of the big, stiff dong was coated with her cunt's slippery oils, and it slid back and forth between her legs with ease.

"Now shove it up her runt!" Carol urged, bending over them and watching intently. "Start fucking her from the rear! Get it in and drive it home!"

Marie quickly saw that this was very much like fucking dog-fashion, except that she was lying on her side instead of kneeling with her ass stuck up in the air. She readied herself as Mike scooted into a more favorable position; Carol volunteered to plant his prick for him, and Marie quivered when she felt the girl's fingers spreading the lips of her pussy wider to admit the big rod. She held herself ready, and when he jabbed the head of his cock into her cunt and dilated that tender, throbbing slit to the fullest, she felt her body begin responding with a fullness that surprised even her.

Marie had not figured upon Carol's next set of orders, however. The girl explained the rest of her depraved little scheme, and both Mike and his mother stiffened with surprise when they learned the full extent of her sexual inventiveness. She proposed that the youth fuck them both at the same time, or come as close to it as possible. He could do this, she pointed out, by directing one thrust into his mother's hot cunt and then withdrawing to launch another lunge into her own mouth, which she proposed to keep conveniently placed to receive the alternate strokes. When he was fucking his prick into Marie's hot cunt, she explained, she could heighten his ardor by mouthing his prick and licking his balls; that would help him achieve a quicker and even more powerful climax and would also make her own enjoyment more complete, too. Marie's clit began pounding heavily when she heard exactly what the amazing young girl intended doing: she could not doubt that Carol would use the opportunity to lavish a few kisses on her pussy while she was licking and tonguing Mike, a prospect which excited her greatly, and the thought of participating in a sexual act of that extreme perverseness made her very bones quake with erotic anticipation. She tensed herself, making her cunt tighten around her son's big cock, and felt him give her an additional thrust as compensation.

Mike agreed that the plan was one of the most exciting he had ever heard and promised that he would do his best to shower them both with hot sperm Carol assumed a position which allowed her to get her face between Marie's spread legs, and began touching the tip of her tongue to Mike's balls. She sucked first one, then the other of those big nuts into her mouth and rolled them against her tongue. Mike groaned and began pulling his cock out of her mother's cunt; the girl was quick to plant her lips on his thick stalk and dip her tongue against it. The taste of cunt, hot and strong with erotic power, inflamed her senses, and she gave an extra flick of her tongue to Marie's swollen clitoris before the head of Mike's cock had completely left the slit. Marie surged forward, rubbing her pussy into Carol's mouth; the kiss more than compensated for the loss of Mike's cock.

The horny boy then shoved his hips forward again. This time his prick plunged along the furrow of Marie's pussy and then into Carol's waiting mouth. She scraped her tongue hard against the sensitive underside of the head, scoring the deep groove separating the satiny-smooth tip from the shaft; Mike grunted out a vehement oath and quivered heavily. For a moment Marie thought that he was going to come then and there, but he lasted for three more strokes, two into her cunt and one in Carol's greedy little mouth. His cock gave the first exciting spurt of semen when he was thrusting it up into his mother's hot box, and she cried out heavily, stung to the very core by the blasting jet of steaming hot cream that rocketed into the depths of her cunt. He fucked his prick all the way into her cunt, withdrew and launched another mighty thrust that ended up in Carol's mouth. Before entering her lips, the big, gushing tool deposited two thick blobs of cream on the lips of his mother's pussy.

Again and again he thrust forward, alternately spearing Marie's cunt and Carol's mouth. In between, of course, he showered thick drops of jizz on the girl's face and his mother's pussy; he had never shot off so much cum before and by the time he had finished the creamy glue was all over both women. He was in Marie's cunt when he made his last thrust, and he left his prick there for a few moments as he slowly regained his composure. Carol, fired to a new height of lust by the tantalizing way in which he had fucked her mouth, now began running her lips indiscriminately over Marie's hot, sperm-moistened pussy and the base of Mike's cock. There was a film of sperm, mixed with ripe cunt juices, around the base of the tool, as well as on his balls, and she licked up every trace of the exciting mixture.

Marie had started to come when she felt that first burst of scalding jizz, and Carol's depraved kisses made her clitoris and pussy flame up into renewed outbursts of orgiastic splendor. The girl was finger-fucking herself as she sucked at the joined sexual organs and had also succeeded in climaxing. The three of them moaned and writhed together until they could no longer feel any vestige of sexual excitement. Only then did Carol pull her face out from between Marie's thighs.

"This would really be a blast if there was another man," the girl mused aloud after a time. "You know, so he could be fucking me like Mike was doing to you. You could suck him off on every other hump, and then we'd both be getting it the same way!"

Marie shook her head, amazed at Carol's constant ability to surprise her with some new wrinkle in self-pleasure. She admitted that she did not know where a second man was to be had – she emphatically did not want Paul Ryan admitted to these deliciously pleasing sessions, even if he would have been wining to participate. That was when Carol suggested bringing her father to one of their orgiastic parties. Marie was quite taken aback at that, but the girl seemed not to find her proposal so unusual. She and her father had shared a woman before, she said; a woman who had been working in the labs at his plant had agreed to a bisexual affair and had willingly joined them. Mike announced that he thought it was an excellent idea, thereby greatly surprising his mother, and swore that he would be wining to share both of them with another man.

Marie thought of Ranger, but did not feel like suggesting him as an alternative; she did not know how Carol would react to the idea of being fucked by a dog, and she did not want to risk a quarrel by making the proposal. She need not have worried about that, as she learned the next morning when Carol herself expressed a desire to experiment with the dog. She said that Mike had already told her about her unusual lover and that she was extremely eager to see her in action with the dog. Marie looked skeptical at that, but the girl swore that she had been very interested in sex with animals ever since hearing about a farm boy who had been caught in the act of fucking one of his father's prize Angus cows. She managed to convince Marie of her sincerity and the woman gave in, again marveling at Carol's readiness to try anything in the sex line. They had been in the kitchen when she had expressed her interest in seeing Ranger's sexual skill, so Marie had only to step out onto the back porch and call the dog into the house. He came quickly and cavorted around the kitchen, sensing the air of sexuality which crackled between the two women.

Marie stood against the sink and opened her robe, spreading her feet apart at the same time. Ranger recognized that as the cue for quick action on his part and began nuzzling her pussy. It had been a couple of days since he had fucked Marie, and he was very ready to perform; he ignored Carol completely once he had gotten a whiff of the strong cunt scent that wafted out from between his mistress' thighs. The girl watched closely and became highly excited by the eagerness with which the dog lapped at Marie's hot, juicy pussy. Exclaiming with delight as she saw his tongue playing over the dark, dripping slit, she stepped out of her cut-offs and took up a position at Marie's side. The dog ignored her until Marie pushed him towards the new piece of ass which was waiting for him; she allowed him to lick her pussy to a climax but then turned him over to Carol.

The girl quivered excitedly when she felt his wet muzzle probing between her thighs. He began licking her gash with his big, rough tongue and soon had her throbbing and gasping as a violent orgasm ripped its way through her. She held onto the sink and shuddered heavily as she thrust her pussy against the dog's muzzle, crying out weakly when his tongue began probing the interior of her cunt and bringing her climax to an even stronger peak of throbbing awareness. She held her thighs wide apart and humped into his nose until she had finished coming, then opened her eyes and looked over at Marie with a new, deeper understanding.

"Wow, he really goes after it!" she muttered in a hoarse whisper.

They were not through, however; Ranger's taste of hot, moist pussy had made him hornier than ever, and he whined impatiently. Marie held him back for a moment, long enough for the girl to recover her senses slightly, and then told her to assume a kneeling position in order for the anxious dog to mount her. Carol took a deep breath and shook her head to drive out the cobwebs left by her strong orgasm, then assumed the position required of her. Ranger leaped over her rump, and Marie had to move quickly in order to guide his cock to the girl's oozing slit.

Carol moaned eagerly when she felt the prick entering her cunt. Ranger's muff-diving had left her pussy thoroughly drenched with his saliva and the hot spike easily slid into her hole. She reached back to give her clitoris a thorough massage as the dog fucked deeper into her cunt; for a moment her fingers met Marie's as the woman utilized the opportunity to lavish a few extra caresses upon the hot, moist slit and the stiff little bud at its top. Marie then pulled her hand out from between them and sat back to watch.

She noticed the quiver in Ranger's body as he bent to his work and began humping the girl with short, jerky lunges, and the sight affected her very strongly. Carol remained very still, moving only her fingers against her clitoris, but her short, rasping breathing showed well enough that she was deeply affected by the dog's fucking skill. Marie remembered, only after Ranger was firmly in the saddle and lunging hungrily against the girl's trim ass, about the ferocious knot in his cock. She knew that it was too late now to warn the girl about it; Carol would simply have to find out for herself and deal with it as best she could.

"Omigod! What's he doing?" the girl suddenly moaned in a panic-stricken tone that told Marie she was just then feeling the huge lump in Ranger's prick. "Owww! He's killing my cunt! Anngghhh!"

She quivered strongly but continued to hold her ass high in the air, allowing the eager dog to work the big lump into the mouth of her cunt. Her cries gradually tapered off into snuffling moans and whimpers of total ecstasy as her youthful cunt responded to the unusual form of stimulation. She continued working her fingers against her pussy, making her orgasm stronger, and chanted guttural phrases of obscene delight. Ranger growled heavily as his balls finished jangling in their pouch, expelling the last of his cum into the girl's hot aunt; he slowly wilted before Marie's very eyes and pulled away from the girl with a weak snuffle before reclining on the kitchen floor and licking his reddened cock as it slipped back into the furry sheath between his legs.

Carol slumped over onto her side, turning so that she could look at Marie. There was a look of startled joy on her lovely young face, a look that made her more beautiful than ever, and tears of gratitude welled in her big, almond-shaped eyes. She choked out a fervent praise of the dog's fucking skill and smiled happily.

"I see what you've been getting now," she whispered. "Wow, that dog is out of sight in the prick department! It wasn't like Mike does it but, damn, I think it was really wild!"

CHAPTER TEN

Carol had already told her father about Marie's connection with her and Mike when she invited the father and daughter to her house for an overnight stay a couple of weeks later.

Marie greeted them uneasily, not being sure of exactly how she ought to treat them. She realized that sex was one of the prime reasons the four of them were gathered in her living room, but she could not make herself be so bold as to suggest that they disrobe at once and begin doing whatever they chose. She had taken steps to make clear her own willingness to join them in any kind of action they might initiate; she wore one of her shorter dresses, one that would show plenty of her well-curved thighs and which was cut tightly enough to cup her big tits and show off the prominent nipples. Larry gave her an appreciative look when Carol introduced them; he looked as good in the flesh as in the photograph she had seen, and his warm, outgoing personality quickly won Marie over to him. He joined her on a small sofa next to the fireplace while Mike went out to the kitchen to prepare drinks for all of them.

Larry opened the conversation by querying Marie about her interests in biology, a tack that surprised her since she was expecting to talk about things a lot more personal and intimate. She recovered quickly, though, and soon had Larry admitting that her interest in the subject was more than a superficial one. He discussed the subject knowledgeably, querying her about some of her research projects when she had been in college, and then came out with the real reason for his interest.

"The fact is," he told her, "we've got a couple of openings in our labs for some biologists who know what they're doing. Mostly growing cultures and marking down reactions to this or that additive, which is simple stuff, but the ramifications can get pretty involved sometimes. Carol tells me that you might not be on very good terms with the chairman of your school board here, and since we've got the openings, I naturally thought I'd mention them to you. They'd pay about, oh, ten or eleven thousand a year to start with."

Marie's eyes nearly popped from her head when she took in all that. She had heard nothing from Paul Ryan in a long time, to be sure, but she knew deep in her heart that she would never be able to date him again, not after the wonderfully exciting times she had enjoyed with her son. To let him put his miserable excuse for a prick into the same cunt which her son had fucked with such fine results would be something like a desecration, she realized, and even if her job hung in the balance, she would never again be able to accept one of his invitations. To have a man who was almost a total stranger appear from the blue and offer her a way out of what might become a sticky dilemma struck her as the best news she had had in a long time. She managed to choke back some of her enthusiasm and said that she would like to discuss the matter with him sometime, whereupon he invited her to make an appointment anytime she chose.

By this time Mike had served out the drinks – big glasses of lemonade – and had already forgotten about his own glass in order to concentrate on Carol. He and the girl were sitting on a couch directly in front of the one Marie shared with Larry, and he began kissing and caressing the girl. There was nothing faint-hearted about the way he was nuzzling between her boobs or running his hands over her thighs. This point-blank recognition of the sensual purpose of their meeting proved to be the best way of getting it out in the open, Marie later decided, though she found it difficult to talk to Larry about employment at Marysville Pharmaceuticals while they were watching the two teenagers making love at an ever more passionate sate. Mike's left hand was already under Carol's absurdly short dress, and as she spread her thighs apart and worked against him, it became quite obvious that she had left her panties behind.

Marie's eye happened to glance down the front of Larry's trousers as he leaned back against the sofa, and she noticed a discernible lump stretching across the top of his left thigh. He caught her inquisitive glance and laughed, muttering something about how difficult it was to avoid being affected by the sight of young passion in full bloom. Marie agreed with him on that point, and from then on it was entirely natural for her to extend her hand down to cover the lump made by his stiffened cock. The feel of his prick, warm and hard, excited her greatly, and thus their touches became ever more intimate. Before too long he was running his lips over her throat and threatening to move them down over her tits, working the dress off her shoulders as he went, and his hand was resting very high up on the inside of her thigh. She did not feel at all shy now, and she grasped his wrist to push his hand farther up her leg until it came to rest against the soft, ripe slit waiting there.

"Carol said you were really nice to eat," he told her. "Maybe we could go in the bedroom and play a little sixty-nine? Or even do it right here, so we elm watch them at the same time?"

Marie shuddered heavily when she imagined herself squatting over his handsome face and mouthing his cock while she watched Carol and Mike fucking each other. The thought made her nipples swell against the restraining material of her dress, and she could think of nothing but getting her clothes off and initiating the act he described. Larry rose at the same time that she stood up, and by mutual, unspoken consent they began removing their clothing. Having only the dress and sandals to remove, she finished long before him and stood there fingering her pussy as she watched him. He had a fine body, she thought, thick through the chest but without the ugly pot belly which disfigured so many men of bit age, and his cock was exactly as Carol had described it – big, thick and utterly sensual. She hungered to get her lips around that big, eggplant shaped head, to force the foreskin back so that the naked head could slide into her mouth where her tongue could curl around it. When he had puked off his shorts and flung them aside, he took a moment to admire her figure: she felt a warm, proud glow as his eyes moved up and down her naked body, and she relished the glint of excitement which she saw in those eyes. Stirred by his gaze, she spread her legs wider and leaned her ups forward, brazenly displaying her heated pussy to him; his eyes widened at the sight and took on an even more determined glitter.

Larry lay down on the thick carpet and she mounted him, dropping her pussy over his face and leaning down to bring her lips within a few inches of his prick, which lay stretched across his belly. She forced her knees as far apart as she could while maintaining an acceptable degree of comfort; the extra stain on her thighs brought the outer ups of her pussy far apart and made the big, puffy inner lips dangle out in a most enticing manner. Larry inhaled the scent of ripe, hot cunt, then lifted his head up so that he could gently breathe on those dark lips. Marie quivered lightly when she felt his warm breath on her pussy flesh and conceived a desire for even stronger stimulation in a hurry. She bent farther forward, far enough to scope her boobs over his lightly furred belly, and got the head of his cock in her mouth. The head was still covered by his foreskin so she peeled it back with her lips, using her hands to caress the big bag containing his swollen balls. She clamped her lips around the huge prick-head and then forced the skin back; Larry helped by fucking into her mouth and driving his cock deeper. Her lips held the skin in place and the head slipped into her mouth, gliding over her tongue and aiming straight for the back of her throat.

He groaned out his appreciation as she clamped her tongue down upon his dick and caressed it hotly. Reaching up with both hands, he dug his fingers into the cheeks of her ass and spread them as wide as he could. This increased the pressure upon her asshole and pussy, making her even more fully aware of those highly aroused holes, and then he began licking her slit. As Carol had done, he worked the tip of his tongue very lightly around the outer edges of her pussy; the light, delicate touch was quite enough to send spasms of lusty anticipation coursing through her pussy, and she became more aroused than ever.

Carol and Mike, meanwhile, had proceeded along a similar path. They had both gotten out of their clothing and had resumed their seats on the couch; Carol bent over the boy and began sucking his prick while she masturbated herself with one hand and ran the other up and down the portion of his cock which she could not get into her hot, greedy mouth. Mike stretched out one hand, reaching between her thighs from the rear, and began working the tip of his middle finger in and out the mouth of her cunt; she worked her fingers around his skillfully enough and soon felt a lusty climax taking shape within her tight, quivering body. At the same time, they both watched Marie and Larry writhing and twisting about on the carpet. The sight of live, quivering bodies engaging in sexual acts of the utmost perversity aroused them more fully, and it was not long before Carol's eager little cunt coughed up its storm of sexual tension. Mike managed to hold his own come back, though he had to sit very still and close his eyes in order to do so; Carol worked her pussy back and forth against her fingers and brought herself to a very satisfying orgasm in short order.

When Larry began licking Marie's pussy in earnest, pulling out all the stops and attacking her twat ferociously, she immediately became aware of the fact that a master of the art was at work. He sucked the lips of her pussy up into his mouth and tugged firmly at them, bringing incredibly strong sensations of sexual pleasure to her nervous system; he gently bit at the tender flaps and made her writhe and groan even more ecstatically. She soon became aware of a radically different sensation, one which she had never felt before and which she could not at first identify. When she finally understood what he was doing to her, she felt a powerful flash of a new sexual vitality that very nearly turned her cunt into a raging, burning maelstrom then and there. Instead of concentrating upon the small area of flesh between the mouth of her cunt and her clitoris, as Mike had done, Larry's tongue covered a wider area: he was extending his tongue farther up between the cheeks of her ass and running his tongue over her asshole! Marie gave a breathless shudder when she realized that he was actually rimming her bung with his tongue; it was easily one of the most completely exciting sensations she had ever felt and brought her flesh to a state of teeming, quivering eagerness. Grunting out ferociously, she ground her loins against his face more ecstatically and sucked even harder at his cock.

She knew that she would have a difficult time in sucking him to a climax because, while she loved to sixty-nine, she ordinarily became so intent upon the dramatic sensations rippling through her cunt that she tended to forget about her partner's needs after a time. She became so intent upon her own climax, in other words, that she could not continue sucking long enough to bring his cock to a boiling, gushing state of completion at the same moment. When she felt Larry's hot, tingling tongue playing over her asshole, licking and probing it, she knew that she would never be able to concentrate on his cock long enough to finish him off. That certainty became even more intense when he extended his right hand far enough to allow his index finger to slide over the taut, throbbing in of her asshole; as the finger slid into her brownie, she gave a mighty groan of delight and began twisting her hips in a far more agitated manner.

Mumbling garbled phrases of encouragement that were further distorted by the big, stiff cock in her mouth, Marie worked her pussy against his face and tried to squeeze his finger off with the muscles surrounding her bung. The effort only made her body throb all the harder, and contributed further to the arrival of the climactic frenzy which was rapidly building up deep in her cunt. She could feel the orgasm taking shape and, possessed by demonic urges, she exerted herself even more drastically to bring it to a head. Larry's incredibly active tongue cooperated magnificently and helped her reach that groaning, heaving state of head-spinning joy more quickly. His tongue now began concentrating on her clitoris and the mouth of her cunt. He would jab his tongue deep into the taut, strained hole and curl it about the throbbing rim, then withdraw and shoot it down to glide over her stiff clitoris. These alternate strokes, regular as clockwork and exciting beyond belief, were coordinated with the movement of his finger in her asshole so as to deliver the absolute maximum of sexual stimulation to her tense, throbbing body.

The climax burst deep inside her cunt but quickly spread until her entire body was possessed by waves of passionate delight as strong as any she had ever felt. She shrieked out a wavering cry of distressed joy and fucked back against his mouth; she had forgotten completely about his big prick by this time and cared only for the mighty storm unfolding between her thighs. He sucked her through the climax, working his finger back and forth in her clutching asshole all the while, and did not stop until he felt her body relax and begin seeping down into that post-orgasmic state of limpness. Marie rested on his body, panting and gasping as she sought to regain her composure, and congratulated herself on having been sucked off in as masterly a fashion as she had ever known.

There was still the matter of Larry's big prick, however. She had pitched forward in a sexual stupor and her cheek had pressed down against the big rod, pinning it against his belly; she could feel hum working his hips slightly so that his cock moved against her cheek. After a moment she felt a resurgence of lust, and she lifted herself off him. Looking into his eyes, she saw the interest there and knew that he had enjoyed sucking her twat simply in order to participate more fully and intimately in her climax. She saw the wet, glistening pussy dew on his lips and at once wanted to kiss his mouth. She did so: the taste of her cunt on his lips and tongue served to bring her body back to a state of extreme hunger and she started to get over him, keeping his mouth locked against her own, so that he could plant his prick squarely in the opening between the lips of her pussy. Once she was above him, however, she paused for a moment and pulled her face away in order to speak.

"That was a pretty neat trick you had going there," she murmured. "With your finger, I mean – that really topped it off for me!"

He said that he had been sure that any woman as totally devoted to sex as she appeared to be would have a highly sensitive asshole and that he had only wanted her to have every kind of stimulation he could give her. When she blushingly admitted that no one had ever made love to her in that fashion before, his eyes narrowed with interest. Would she like to be fucked in the ass? he asked. The mere question itself almost took her breath away, her body's response was so quick and definite, but she managed to nod an affirmative answer to that perverse question.

He told her that it had been a couple of years since he had had a cherry of any kind; the last one had fallen to him when he had introduced his daughter to the peculiar delights of buggering and had been the first to thrust a prick up her asshole. Marie then realized that she had originally hoped to let her son be the first to cornhole her and momentarily regretted suggesting the line of conversation which had led her thus far. She could see, though, that she owed Larry and Carol something; Larry had offered her a way to get out of Paul Ryan's clutches and the girl, well, she had been the catalyst who ignited the situation in the first place. The surrender of her ass' virginity would be a small gift, she saw, and all the more welcome because it was the type of offering which could be made only once. She therefore surrendered to the impulse of the moment and told Larry that she would love to feel his cock shoved up her rear, that she would allow him to have in any way he wanted.

When she had stretched herself out flat on the floor, feet spread as wide apart as she could get them, she looked up at the couch in front of her. Carol had mounted her son, settling over him with the cheeks of her ass pushed up snug against his belly, and was driving her hot, grasping little cunt down over his swollen cock. Mike was mouthing the girl's right tit – she had twisted about on his body to throw her right arm around his neck and make the dark, swollen nipple more accessible to his lips – and they were both watching her with the greatest interest. Carol whimpered as Mike's cock delivered am especially telling blow to her nervous system; she then urged Marie to enjoy the new style of fucking to the utmost.

"I'll get Mike to screw me that way in a minute," the girl promised as she lurched back and forth and quivered happily. "Mmmm, with a cock the size of his he's going to stretch my asshole all out of shape!"

Larry reached between Marie's thighs and scooped up some of her cunt's oily overflow, then used it to lubricate the inner surfaces of her asshole. Her body pounded eagerly when she felt his finger in that exquisitely inflamed opening; if his cock felt much better than that finger, she realized, she would probably faint dead away when she felt him dilating her bung and forcing his big, stiff tool into place. He then transferred more of that same slippery oil to his cock, anointing most of the shaft and coating the head with an especially thick film of the fragrant oil, and then lay over her. He told her to spread the cheeks of her ass wide while he supported his weight with one hand and guided his cock into place with the other. She did so, thrilling at the opportunity to help him get his prick started into place; she could feel the big tool nudging at her tightly stretched brownie, and already the emanations of orgiastic joy were overwhelmingly strong.

Larry apologized for his brutality but told her that the sooner he got his cock planted deep in her ass the sooner they could both begin enjoying it. Marie choked out her acquiescence in this, and then gave a short, gasping cry of pure animal pleasure: his cock bulged the rim of her asshole and slid into her butt with amazing speed, due to the powerful thrust Larry had mounted. It felt as though a white-hot rod of steel had been thrust into her bowels, and for a moment the pain almost overwhelmed her. Gradually she felt another sensation rising to overcome the pain, a feeling of completeness, and she knew that it would only get better from that point on.

He fucked her ass with total concentration and a powerful in-and-out stroke that soon had her entire body shuddering excitedly. She choked out a cry of anguished distress when she felt another, even more powerful orgasm unfolding within her cunt; it was made even more delicious when she felt his body tighten up and begin throwing off strong indications that he, too, was nearing a climax. She fucked back against him as best she could and discovered that the deep penetration somehow managed to affect her cunt and clitoris almost as strongly as it affected her asshole. Giving herself to him with a completeness which united them both in a quest for the utmost in sensual delight, she allowed her cunt to take over and guide her hips in their weaving, grinding motion. When his prick surged up inside her ass and spat out the first scalding jet of sperm she cried out convulsively; the ejaculation seemed to reach into every portion of her body, and she felt him coming with a total awareness which made her own climax even more telling. Humping and sobbing as her cunt flashed out fantastic radiations of joy, she worked her body against his till there was no feeling left in either of them. When he finally stretched out atop her, allowing her to feel the full weight of his body for a moment, she realized that she had been fucked to within an inch of her life. What was even more satisfying, she vaguely realized, was the fact that young Mike was also there; he, too, would be available to her, and she knew very well that he would be eager to shove his cock into some portion of her body as soon as he had deposited a full charge of sperm in Carol's hot, slippery cunt. Finally, if worse came to worst, there was always Ranger! It was beginning to look as though she had found a perfect solution to the problems created by her husband's departure. If she were offered the job with Marysville Pharmaceuticals, furthemmore, that would mean that she would very likely be living in the same town as Carol and Larry, and she could tell that there was no way the four of them could be kept apart if that were to happen. Comforted by these thoughts and satisfied by the big pnck which was still in her asshole, Marie relaxed upon the carpet and allowed her mind to dnft about in a haze of sexual images. She saw herself fucking Larry, Mike and Ranger all at once, or in succession, with Carol watching and encouraging them; she saw herself watching the girl perfomm the same acts, and then she felt fully secure and happy. The future, she had to admit, looked better than it had looked in years.

Content

Emerson Taylor
Bitch mother

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN