Sitting on the bed wearing only panties, Della thought about how she needed to get laid. Sex with Frank was getting worse and worse. She needed more than Steve was able to give her, and that left Billy. Billy, who fucked her more enthusiastically than anyone.
She tried to busy herself in the bathroom by brushing her hair and examining her skin for flaws. She made up her eyes, added a touch of blusher and returned to the bedroom to dress.
Glancing out the window, she saw Billy gazing up at her. It was obvious he was excited to see her naked tits. Grinning, he waved.
"Want to come up and play?" she smiled. He shaded his eyes from the sun. "Do you mean it?"
She hesitated. It was hours before they would be disturbed. "Get your cute ass up here."
He was in her room in a matter of minutes. She loved the way he gawked at her tits. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
"Can we fuck?" he said, his eyes focused on her tit-globes.
"That's exactly what I had in mind." She had been horny for days. If Billy hadn't shown up she would have wound up masturbating. Fucking was better than jerking off. And from the looks of Billy's crotch he was horny too.
"Haven't I taught you it's not polite to stare at a lady's tits?" she giggled, cuffing him under the chin.
"If you wore a bra I wouldn't stare so much."
"Fresh kid."
"Aw, Mom, you know it's true." She moved back. "Do you still like my tits?"
"They're the greatest."
"I guess you'd like to suck them."
"And I'd like you to."
He took a step toward her. "Well, then." She shook her ass, causing her tits to wobble around. "Come and get them."
"Jesus Christ, will lever!" As he approached her, his cock throbbed in his jeans. "Mom, you've got the foxiest tits around."
She covered her tits with her hands and elbowed him away. "Me you sure you're not just saying that?"
"Mom, you know I don't bullshit you."
"Stop whining, darling. You know I can't stand it when you whine."
"You said you wanted to fuck."
"You're still doing it."
He groaned and looked down at the floor. "Shit!" he muttered.
She sat down on the bed and uncovered her tits. "Young man, come here this minute."
He walked toward the bed. "Yeah?"
"Well?"
He looked leery as he reached for her tits. "Can I play with them?"
"You better." She let out a soft sigh when he touched her big milkers.
"Jesus, Mom, your nipples are so damn hard."
"That's because I've been dying to get laid."
"Why didn't you say something?"
"I don't like to have to ask."
"Should I suck them?"
She nodded. "Yes, please do." When his lips touched her tits, a flame of hot desire surged through her. She began shivering as he went from one tit to the other. When he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, she almost climaxed.
"You're my best little tit sucker," she whispered, holding his head against her.
"I'd rather suck your tits than anyone else's." Silence. Della toyed with the hairs on the back of his neck. "Who else are you making it with?"
His lips fastened to her tit, he stopped sucking. "Huh?"
"I said, who else are you fucking?" He let her tit drop from his mouth. "No one you know," he muttered, averting his eyes. He reddened and she saw beads of perspiration erupt on his forehead.
"Who else, Son?" she purred.
"No one."
"It's getting warm in here, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"Why not take your clothes off?" He eyed her suspiciously. "Okay." When he pulled his tee-shirt over his head, Della ran her hands over his chest and back. "Who else are you fucking?" she repeated.
"Patty," he blurted out.
She let her fingers burn into his flesh. "I thought so. Who else?"
He hung his head. "No one."
"Gloria?"
He shut his eyes. "Yeah," he murmured.
Taking his hand, she held it over her tit. "Doesn't it feel good to confide in your mother?"
"You mean you're not mad?"
"Not as long as I'm your best girl."
"You are."
"I believe you, baby."
"Can I touch you there?" He nodded toward her pussy.
"You don't have to ask." Smiling, she spread her legs.
He touched the damp crotch of her panties. "They're all wet."
"Our conversation excited me."
"Can I take your pants off?"
"First you."
When she had his jeans and belt-buckle open, she made him stand up so she could pull his jeans down. Together they removed his shorts. His cock sprang into view and he sat down again.
"You're really not mad about Patty and Gloria?" he said.
"I think it's healthy that my children are expressing their sexuality together. Honest I do." His cock jerked upward when she touched it.
"I love when you touch my cock like that, Mom."
"Do you want to shoot off in Mother's mouth?"
"Sure."
She lowered her head, but continued using only her fingers on his prick. "I have a confession to make too. Steve and I are making it."
"I kind of knew it."
"You did?"
"Yeah, I could tell by the way he looks at you."
"And you're not jealous?" Standing up, she slipped out, of her panties.
He looked thoughtful. "Not as long as I'm your main man."
"After your father," she said quickly. "Yeah, after Dad."
She salivated as she wrapped her fingers around his rapidly stiffening prick. "Would you like to watch Steve and me sometime?"
"I don't think he'd like that."
"He wouldn't have to know."
"You mean I'd bide in the closet or something and watch?"
"Something like that."
"Jesus, that'd be a kick."
"I'll try and arrange it. That is, if you'll do the same." She lapped her tongue lightly over his cockhead and waited for his response.
"You mean you want to watch me and Patty?"
"That's right. You and Patty and Gloria."
"Jesus," he grinned. "Jesus, Mom, what a fucking kick."
"You're hung like a horse!" she hissed, taking his cock into her mouth. "I can hardly wait to see you in action with your sisters."
"Me too. I mean, you and Steve."
"Lie back and let me suck the come out of your balls."
"Jesus, Mom, no one's got a mouth like you!"
A week later, Billy crouched in the closet and listened to his mother groan. He had been in the closet for a half-hour, afraid to open the door and watch for fear that Steve would see him.
Now he carefully inched the door open and gazed into the room. Just at that moment Della was hissing at Steve.
"Fuck me, for God's sake! Give me your cock and fuck me!"
The boy's eyes widened as he watched his brother-in-law's strong body mounted over his mother. Her legs were wrapped around Steve's back and her arms around his neck.
Billy gulped and perspired freely. He could see perfectly. Della had checked out the view from the closet floor and made sure nothing obstructed his vision.
Now, with pounding heart, he watched Steve rear up and thrust his prick into his mother's cunt. When Steve pulled out again, his cock glistened with Della's fuck juices.
Steve smiled down at his mother-in-law, looking cocky and smug as he fucked her. She wriggled around beneath him, a sultry smile playing over her lips.
Billy thought he caught her eye a few times. She seemed delighted to have her son watching her get fucked. Billy felt strangely excited and more than a little envious of his sister's husband. He knew how it felt to stick it to his mother. It felt great.
"Lord, your cock feels good inside me," Della said.
"Jesus, Mom, your cunt's tighter than Gloria's."
"Stick it in deeper."
"You're getting it all now."
"Are you sure? Let me feel your balls on my ass."
"Wham!"
"That's it! Oh, yeah, give it to me!"
Oh, shit! Billy thought. What a fucker he is! The boy couldn't resist taking his cock out and masturbating. He stared with fascination as Steve thrust his prick first slowly and then forcefully into Della's pussy.
Billy squeezed his prick and felt his balls fill up with spunk. I can't come, he thought over and over. If I come Steve'll hear me. I can't come.
He watched his mother rake her fingernails over Steve's arm. Suddenly, she arched her back and flung her legs up in the air. Billy thought he saw her wink at him, but he wasn't sure.
"Mmmmm, that's the spot," she sighed, damping her legs around Steve's back. "That's my clit. You've got it. Your cock is rubbing it. I can feel it. It's so damn good!"
"Jesus, Mom, your pussy is creaming all over my cock."
"Kiss me." Della pulled this head down and kissed him.
Billy whipped his cock, sure he saw her waving at him while Steve was frenching her.
His breathing was shallow as he watched Steve's cock slice in and out of his mother's pussy. He rose up slightly, pushed his jeans down, and continued jerking off.
He released his cock momentarily. It stood up, his cockhead swollen and taut-skinned, his cockshaft hard and thick around.
He held his balls with his free hand. They were full to bursting. As he pumped his fuckmeat he clenched his teeth.
"I can't come," he muttered under his breath. "I fucking can't come!"
Suddenly, Steve pulled out of Della's cunt. With a throaty giggle, Della rolled onto her belly and stuck her ass in the air.
Billy's hand froze in mid-stroke as he watched Steve hold Della's asscheeks apart. He groaned and began jerking his cock even faster.
"I'm going to stick it in your asshole," Steve said.
"Yes, do that," Della said, whipping her ass from side to side.
"Hold still," Steve said. "I can't stick it in when you're moving like that."
"Come on, cocksman, you can do it."
Billy knew she was teasing Steve, but he was glad to see his brother-in-law sweating.
"Here it is, Mom," Steve said, shoving his prick into her bowels.
Sighs of pleasure came from Della's throat. Her asshole was stretched wide around Steve's cock. When Steve lurched forward and drilled the rest of his prick into her bowels, Billy lost control and climaxed.
"What was that?" Steve said, withdrawing from Della's shitter.
She rolled over and pulled his face down to her tits. "Nothing. The wind. Come back."
By the time Billy stopped shaking Della was on her belly again and Steve's cock was in her cunt from the rear. Steve reached around and grabbed her tits.
"You can put it back in my ass," Della breathed.
"Gimme a minute," Steve said, leaving his cock imbedded in her cunt.
In the closet, Billy wiped his jism-coated hands on his jeans and watched Steve slain into his mother's cunt. He could tell when Della came. She shrieked in a funny way and shook her ass.
"Oh, yeah!" she yelled.
"Shit!" Steve muttered.
"Keep fucking me!"
"Your cunt's so tight!"
Billy began jerking off again. His fingers flew over his fuck pole. Man, oh, man, Steve could sure fuck!
"Stick it in my ass," Della moaned, wriggling around with abandon. "Come on, honey, ream my ass out with that big prick."
Steve pulled out of her cunt, shoved two fingers into her asshole and then sent his cock soaring into her asshole.
"That's the way," Della crooned, clawing at the sheets and ramming her ass back at Steve's cock.
Steve watched his cock move in and out of her widely-stretched fuckhole. His balls slapped her pussy with every stroke. She was masturbating now, rubbing her clit in a frenzy.
"You've got it all, Mom!" Steve cried.
"Give it tome!"
"You've got every fucking inch!"
"More! Give me more!"
Billy's cock was hard again and he pumped it non-stop. His cocktip was damp with pre-come fizz and his balls were rapidly filling.
"I'm gonna come soon, Mom," Steve said.
Della's face was turned toward the closet. Billy thought he caught her eye, but he wasn't sure. "Finish up in my pussy," she said.
Steve withdrew from her asshole and watched her roll onto her back. With a crooked grin, he reinserted his cock in her cunt.
"Mmmmmm, come to Momma," she purred, wrapping her arms around his neck.
This time, when she moved her hand up and down, Billy knew she was waving at him. He waved back. Just then Steve growled.
"I'm almost there, Mom."
"Yes!"
"Oh, yeah!"
"Come inside me."
Steve's body stiffened and then he began pounding his exploding cock into Della's pussy like a powerful machine. Billy's cock jerked wildly as he pumped it and he came too.
This time he didn't worry about Steve hearing him groan. Steve was still coming, still thrusting relentlessly into Della's pussy.
At the end, Steve straddled, his mother-in-law's chest and shoved his still oozing cock into her mouth. With a wink at Billy, she started sucking.
"Make it hard again," Steve said. "I'm trying," Della mumbled as she munched on his prick.
"Oh, shit, I can't stand it," Billy said under his breath.
Steve glanced toward the closet. Della lapped her tongue hungrily over his prick.
"It's just the wind. Reach down and diddle my clit. That's the way. Oh, yeah, Momma, Della likes that a lot."
Shit! Billy thought, his knees cramped and his hand tired from pumping his cock. Oh, shit, they're gonna do it again!