“That was fun,” Denise said, snuggling up close to Don and pulling hard on Fred's arm so that the three of them formed a tight little group. With his free hand Don reached out and included Gloria in the group. “I agree. Thanks for the little, uh, lesson in how a bit of difference can liven things up,” he said. Then he reached around and pinched Gloria's ass and made her yelp. “You're sure gotten frisky. Hell, just a little blow job and you're all hot to trot.” She jumped again when another pinch reddened her ass. Then she saw that it was her son doing it this time. “You, too, Fred,” she added. “I got as much a charge out of it as you guys did. It was so… illicit!” “Exciting,” was the way Fred put it. “Let's go home and get something to drink,” suggested Don. “In spite of the warmness of these two wenches' mouths, I'm getting to feel a little chill in these tired old bones.” “And not in your boner, though,” said Demise, her hand pressing hard into the front of Don's pants.
“Nope, not there. Let's all take one car home. I think it'd be a lot easier on us.” “I agree,” said Fred. “I'll drive. If Denise can sit up front with me, that is.” “Sure,” his father said. “I think I can let her go for that long. And it's been years since we were alone in the backseat of a car, isn't it, Gloria?” “You're planning on doing something really naughty, aren't you, Don Munday?” the woman accused. “And if you're not, I'm going to sit in the front with Denise and Fred!” “Bitch!” he said, swatting her ample rear to get her moving along. The foursome went off, laughing and joking.
Fred slipped behind the wheel of the car, revved the engine and pulled out of the parking lot with practised ease. “Gotta keep the engine warm,” he said, floor-boarding the accelerator pedal. “As if you didn't keep my engine warm-hot!-all the time,” Denise said.
Then she slipped her hand to his crotch. Fred spread his legs just enough to allow the girl to unzip his fly. His prick fell out into her cupped hand, limp and white as a worm from a crypt. But that didn't last long, not with her eager mouth working all over its length. Fred sighed and then shuddered slightly as his prick began to jerk pleasantly erect. “Hey, you two, watch out,” came Gloria's concerned voice from the back of the car. “We don't want to wreck, you know.” “Just shut up, huh, Mom? Dad, can't you take care of her mouth for us? I'm sure you can find a better use for it. This is something Denise and I get off on a lot.” The road was almost deserted as he wheeled out onto the highway and ripped through the ebony darkness at better than ninety miles an hour. And all the while, Denise's sucking mouth worked on his prick. She could feel the energy of the car seeping through her boyfriend's legs and into his groin.
The faster the car sped, the more he reacted. His prick was a tasty, hard, wondrous pillar of quivering meat now. She wouldn't turn down a treat like this for the world. Something of the stock car race had carried over to the two teenagers. The speed had fed their elemental hungers, sharpened their senses and made them even hornier.
Now it was time for them to tap those incredible energies and live, really live! The needle of the speedometer crept up past a hundred. Fred's foot remained firm on the accelerator but his hands shook on the wheel from reaction to the girl's soft lips working so mercilessly at his cock. The wetness of her tongue flittered around like some small insect, touching here, darting there and making him come fully alive. The speed. The darkness rushing all around him.
The woman sucking so expertly on his cock. All merged into one tremendous experience that blew the top off his head when he came.
She sucked in the flood of his jism. The salty, tangy taste never failed to stimulate her. She let it smear all over her tongue so that the taste-buds would be on the receiving end of more joy than they, could handle. Her saliva mixed with the thick goo of his manseed, then the whole slippery mass went easily down her throat. The girl didn't stop sucking until there wasn't another drop of jism locked up in his balls. “Came too soon,” Fred sighed. “But then I always do when we do this.” “I enjoy it, though. The thrill of danger gives us both a huge charge. Remember when you sucked on my tits and finger-fucked me to climax while I was driving that Jag? God, I've never had a bigger come than that!” the girl said. She remembered that night vividly. Her dainty foot shoving hard against the accelerator of the big, lumbering car, the responsiveness of its precision steering to her every command-and the delight of coming while doing better than a hundred and forty miles an hour along the highway. The danger mixed perfectly with sex. One augmented the other and made both more acute, more wonderful than ever before. “One of these days,” Fred told her, “we're going to have to try it while skydiving or maybe hang-gliding. That looks like it would be one hell of a big kick.”
“I hate heights,” she said. “But maybe we could fuck underwater.
You know, scuba gear. I think that would be unreal. Sort of floating, but still in control-up to a point.” “We might scare the fishes,”
Fred laughed. “But yeah, let's try it. How're the folks doing?”
Denise turned at the sound of breath being sucked in hard and held. She saw Gloria kneeling on the seat, straddling Don's hard-on.
She fucked herself with more power and speed than the teenaged girl would have thought possible. Something of the sense of speed and danger communicated itself well to the pair in the back, it seemed.
“Okay. Let's make for your house. And who knows what might happen there? This looks like it might be one of the more memorable nights in our lives. Think we should take pictures?” Fred laughed and said, “Why not? That videotape unit Dad got for Christmas hasn't been used all that much. We can hook up the camera and make do-it-yourself XXX-rated movies!” Denise smiled and fondled Fred's flaccid penis all the way home. She was glad in a way that the car had an automatic transmission. He didn't have to take the finger out of her cunt to shift gears once. The car lurched to a halt and Fred shouted, “All out that's getting out!” He saw the reflection of his mother's face in the rearview mirror. There was no denying the soft, satisfied look on her face indicated a very satisfactory fucking session on the way home. He added, “Of course, if you don't want to get out, you don't have to. But Denise and I are going to check out something to eat.” “Yes,” she sighed, snuggling closer to Fred. “And I want to get something hot slipped into me, too.” “I can think of a couple hot things we can slip into you, Denise,” came Don's voice from the back. “But let's get the hell out of this car. I'd forgotten what a pain in the ass it was fucking in a back seat.” “Hell, Dad, if you think sex is a pain in the ass, maybe you're doing it wrong.”
“Damned snotty-nosed kid. Give him an inch and he thinks he's a ruler. I'll grant you this, Fred-Denise-you did show two old fogies a new way of having one hell of a lot of fun tonight.” “And you think we're stopping now, Don?” Denise asked. “Why, the night's young and we've not yet begun to fuck!” The four of them went into the house, laughing and carrying on, anticipating what could turn into a four-person orgy. A little coffee warmed them and a bit of brandy tossed into the coffee loosened inhibitions. By the time the drinking was finished, they were ready for just about anything. “Light the fire, Don,” urged Gloria. “I think it's so romantic to sit and watch the flames leap and cavort around.” “And we think it's a lot nicer not to waste all that by simply watching,” said Denise. “Fred and I do. Why don't you join us?” “How?” came Gloria's eager voice. “We don't have any idea of how more than two…” “Shut up, dear, and kindly get those sweet sucking lips of yours wrapped around my cock.” Don sat with his legs spread in a wide vee. His prick hung loose and rubbery, just waiting for the woman to entice it back into a full erection. She smiled and went to him. On hands and knees, she bent down and took his prick into her cupped hands. Bouncing his balls a little, she said, “This is going to be fun. I can't wait to… aieee! What are you doing, Fred?” Her son had come up behind her as soon as he saw her inviting ass wiggling in the air. He slipped up her skirt and quickly worked her panties down to expose her juicy snatch. The bristly hairs around it were already damp with her lust for Don. Now her son gave her something else to thrill to. He drove his cock hard into her pussy, no warning, no preparation. She gave a convulsive shudder and drew in her breath as hard as she could.
The woman felt Don's cock give a lurch as it responded to her mouth love. She could hardly remember to keep that semi-erect prick between her lips since the action going on in her agitated cunt was driving her to distraction. “I feel left out,” complained Denise. “I want some action, too. Like your mouth, Don. All over my cunt. Tongue-fuck me! Tongue-fuck me good and make me come!” She balanced against the edge of the sofa so that her pussy dangled seductively in front of the man's mouth. He couldn't turn her down. There was no way any red-blooded male could. The sight of her cunt gaping wide and wanton sent tremors throughout his body and caused his prick to jerk rigidly erect in a short time. With a pussy to lick and tongue-fuck and another woman's mouth all over his cock, he was more than happy. He stuffed his tongue between the blood-engorged flaps of the teenaged girl's pussy and drove as hard as he could into her twat. The ripply walls of her cunt seemed to collapse to an impossibly small diameter.
They actually clutched down hard at his tongue. If his prick had been buried into her tiny manhole, it would have been crushed to a pulp!
And the heat threatened to melt his tongue, to bum it to a charred nubbin. But the juices were frothy and soothed his fevered longings a little. He lapped up those sauces as if they were an elixir of the gods. The womanwine had never tasted better to him. He let his rough, pink tongue explore deeper and deeper into the girl's cunt until she was shivering as if from the cold. Both of them knew what the real cause was. His nose was pressed hard into her pussy mound. Every time he moved his tongue, his nose stroked just a bit across her clit. He was able to give her dual stimulation this way.
When not fighting back an impending sneeze from nuzzling into her pussy fur, his nose rubbed erotically across her slippery little go-button. The clit had risen up looking for some action. It got more than it had bargained for in the rough treatment his nose gave it.
Even his exhalations stimulated the tiny spire of erectile tissue. The hot air sensuously caressed it and made it even more fragile. Coupled with the way his tongue searched the new territory of the girl's inner cunt, this was all it took for her to get off in a big way. Don could hardly keep his face pressed into her crotch when she shuddered and then loudly screamed, “Ungghhhh!” Her entire body hardened and for a ghastly second he thought she'd turned to stone. But then she was released from the iron grip of orgasm and demanding more. “Tongue-fuck me deeper! I want to feel that goddamn tongue of yours fucking me all the way up into my belly!” He did his best, but the man's mind was drifting from- the tasty task in front of his mouth. The way his prick was bucking and bouncing around under the other woman's oral attentions, it was little wonder he couldn't keep track of what he was doing. She licked from his halls all the way up the underside of his cock until she came to the cleft head of his cock. Then she did a little tap-dancing number that made his hips rise off the floor. The light touches she gave his cock were entirely unpredictable. They went from one spot to another on his prick, flicking gently here, pressing rough and hard there. The feathery caress on the very tip of his cock almost made him come. To spurt out his sperm and semen so soon would have been a disaster, but the woman's mouth was good. Damned good. When she enmouthed the entire tip of his prick, he groaned harshly. The pressure inside his balls was almost more than he could take. Now the added sexual force of her sucking mouth and flicking tongue pushed him closer and closer to jetting out his jism. She used her teeth on him just enough to bring angry blood to his skin. Then she soothed and laved any hurt away with her tongue, but this caused more and more excited blood to pound into his cock. He thought he must be about a dozen feet long by now, so much blood having pumped into his prick. He couldn't hold down the rising tide of his jizm when she tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. The attempt was destined for failure but the stab of delight blasting down into his balls triggered his come. He fountained out his pearly white jizz into her sucking mouth as he'd never gotten off before. When his depleted prick limply fell from the woman's mouth, he felt happier and more sated than he could remember having been in years-and he still had a face full of redolent pussy to be eaten! Gloria's mouth couldn't hold all the jism she'd teased from Don's prick. Her tongue tried vainly to capture all the come leaking from her lips. One spot had even landed on her cheek far beyond where she could possibly manage to reach with her tongue. But that didn't matter too much to her. Like Don, she had other things to keep her occupied. “Keep fucking, damn you, Fred. Don't stop! I want to feel that swollen prick of yours deep in my cunt! Make me come! Give me one hell of a fucking, son!” Fred didn't answer. He had wrapped his hands around his mother's waist to keep him on target and to pull her hips back into his prick as he drove forward with his own hips. This gave him about the deepest penetration possible.
Fucking her like the bitch she was gave him an added thrill. He could even reach around her waist and diddle her clit. But this wasn't what he wanted. There was another; even smaller and more stimulating hole he wanted to fuck the living hell out of. His prick wetly popped from her clutching cunt. His long fuck-stick was liberally greased with his mother's inner oils. For a moment, he held still, as if scouting the terrain, then he drove forward again. This time his target was a bit higher-her asshole. “Oh! Oh, Fred, it… it's no use! You're too big to fit in there! You'll tear me apart all the way to the chin!” But the youth didn't hesitate. His well-greased prong pressed harder into the puckered ring of her anus. The muscles surrounding the very tip of his prick tried hard to keep him from her back door. The quivering little anal sphincter clamped tight and pulsed harshly against his glans. But the juices from her cunt made his cock too slippery to keep out. He slipped into the ring of her asshole and buried just the purple head of his cock firmly in her behind. He hesitated for a moment and allowed the heat to seep into his prick. Her cunt had been hot; her asshole was even hotter. It threatened to burn him down to a stub, but what a way to go! He shoved forward another half-inch. The woman groaned loudly, but she didn't try to pull away. “No, son, no!” she cried out. “You're going to tear me apart inside. That cock! Oh, oh! Fuck me! I want you to fuck meeeeee!” The sudden change in what she was saying took him a little by surprise. He knew from the way her body was responding to his backdoor techniques that she really wanted to be cornholed. But to hear it from her lips was a new sensation for him. He drove his cock into the seething depths of her rectum with all the fury locked in his body. They both gasped in unison as soon as his balls wetly slapped against the gaping lips of her cunt. His prick was in her ass to the hilt. The slightest movement on either of their parts made both of them totally aware of the power of that prick. He moved his hips in a small circular motion that caused his cock to stir around inside her like a spoon in a bowl. But no spoon had ever been so hard and warm and desirous of fucking. And no bowl had ever been so superheated and demanding of a cock. “Fuck me. I can't stand to have you simply sitting back there and doing nothing!” she complained.
He wanted to deny that he wasn't doing anything. He was hanging on for dear life trying to keep from coming! The way her asshole worked at his prick, he thought she was a human guillotine trying to chop him off. And the walls of her rectum were tighter than any cunt he'd ever fucked. The smoothness and the flexibility pressed in on him from all sides. Together with the heat of her body, he was having one hell of a hard time trying to keep from coming. And she thought he wasn't doing anything! “Gotta rest for a second,” he muttered.
“Got to make sure you're ready for the real butt-fucking;” “I'm ready, damn your eyes, now fuck meeeeee!” She felt a surge of desire flash through her body. The galvanic jolt shook her teeth, it hit her so hard. For a second, she thought she'd gotten off. Then she realized it wasn't that. This was something preparing her body for the real come to follow. The woman couldn't believe that just having her son's cock driven into her asshole would be such a thrill, but it was.
And she was needing him to really get to fucking. The sexual tensions mounting in her belly threatened to rip her apart like a used piece of tissue paper. “Fuck meeeeee!” she cried again. Shoving her hips back into his groin told him of her desperate need. Never had she felt this horny. The simple act of him driving his prick into her bowels had turned her weak and watery inside. She knew that when he came he would be giving her the sexiest enema possible. His come would whitewash her rectum and make her even more liquid inside than she felt now. But he had to fuck her ass. He had to really get into Greeking her or she would be denied that pleasure. She knew she might pass out soon from the incredible tensions rampaging inside her. That had always been something out of the romances she read that she hadn't believed. A woman didn't pass out from a man fucking her. Gloria was finding out different while her son's prick sluggishly moved in and out of her ass. “More,” she begged. “Give it all to me!”
She felt his fingers begin to stoke lightly across the very tip of her clit. His strong arms encircled her and held her firmly against his groin. Everything he was doing turned her on more and more until she knew it wouldn't be possible to hold back any longer. She came. Fireworks and rockets and Fourth of July were all the romance story descriptions. She felt them and more. Her body tingled.
She felt the sweat pouring down her body, dribbling onto her tits and tickling as it dripped from the nipples and onto the rug. Her breath came in tortured pants and the room spun so fast she had to rest her head on her crossed arms. This thrust her ass even more firmly back into her son's crotch. His prick sank another half-inch into her asshole. She came again, harder, more demanding, more satisfying. And still she wanted more. “God, Mom,” he grunted. “Your asshole feels like a hangman's noose around my cock. The muscles are going to chop off my prick and leave it inside you!” “Good,” she moaned, “as long as it keeps fucking my poor little ass!” “Little is right. Feels like a surgeon's glove filled with lava. And the walls are so rubbery and tight!” He shoved his hips forward as hard as he could. The smooth, soft curves of her ass fit nicely against his upper thighs. The sight of her snowy buttocks pressing into his body the way they were made him even more aware of her body. The tightness.
The heat. The way she was moving. The supreme excitement he was generating in her loins. She came again and again as he fucked her ass. The feelings inside him mounted. His tired balls came alive again. He'd been sucked off a couple times that night and still he found his balls tightening into a hard little globe filled with steamy hot jism. When the rising tide of his passion burned along his prick, he held back. He didn't want to come yet. He wanted to butt-fuck his very own mother a few more times. His hips blurred, he was fucking her so fast. The friction along the entire length of his prick mounted to the point where he thought he must be shooting sparks. The heat seethed and boiled and crept down the youth's fleshy pillar of manhood. He knew he couldn't keep up this frantic ass-fucking much longer, but he was turning into a sex-hungry stud. He wanted all the satisfaction, all the sexual thrills he could get.
She was joining in and responding. Their bodies met in a hard impact that drove his cock even deeper into her back. The way her ass mashed and pressed into his body cradled him, made him aware of the heights of his passion. When he was no longer able to keep his come locked up tightly inside his balls, he exploded. His prick might have been a meaty stick of dynamite. His entire body shuddered as he sought even deeper corners of her ass to sink into. His cock shot out spurt after white-hot spurt of his jism until her asshole had sucked him dry. “Ummm,” she gasped, falling forward and away from his deflating prick. “That was nice, but…” Fred looked down at his mother and wondered. He'd gotten off on the butt-fucking in a big way but she obviously was unsatisfied. There was no way he could help her out of her sexy dilemma. His prick was gone for a while. And his father's was in the same condition due to her mouth working so feverishly on it. But… Another idea came to him. He wondered if the others would see it, too.