Diane Devlin couldn't believe her eyes. In fact, she pinched herself on the chance she was having a nightmare.
But the image that had her gasping would not go away. It was real, all right.
Diane tried to turn away, but she could not move. Along with her shock, a strange sort of fascination had her in its grip. Although the sight before her made her sick, she couldn't stop watching.
"Beth," Diane whispered her daughter's name under her breath. "I don't believe it's you."
Diane still thought of her daughter as a little girl, even though Beth was now a young woman. To see her "little girl" behaving like a hot-blooded woman blew Diane's mind.
Beth was naked and spread-eagled on the living room sofa. Someone was eating her cunt.
Diane tried to place the boy who was sucking on her daughter's cunt, but it was impossible. His face was hidden, buried in the dark curls of Beth's hairy crotch.
"Tongue me," Beth moaned, scorching her mother's eavesdropping ears. "Wiggle your tongue around in my pussy and make me come."
The boy started to slurp. When his tongue stabbed to the heart of her cunt, Beth squirmed on the sofa.
"It's happening!" she groaned in ecstasy. "I'm coming! Can you taste my juice in your mouth?"
"Mmmmmmm," the boy answered, smacking his lips from the sweet taste of pussy.
As her daughter climaxed from having her cunt eaten, Diane experienced a fresh emotion. Envy.
It had been so long since she had had her pussy eaten that Diane couldn't remember when it had happened last. That was the way it went when you were married to a man like Tom Devlin who thought a woman's crotch was smelly and disgusting.
"Don't stop now!" Beth cried from the sofa, her thighs shaking. "I'm coming so hard! It feels sooo good when you suck my cunt."
"But I wanna fuck you," the boy moaned with a mouthful of wet twat.
"Than do it quick," Beth panted. "Get your cock in my cunt before I stop coming."
When the boy pulled his face from her daughter's pussy, Diane recognized his red hair and freckles immediately. It was Rusty Miller, the newspaper boy.
Rusty was at least a year younger than Beth, just a kid in Diane's eyes. Until now!
For the first time, Diane noticed Rusty's cock. It was almost twice the size of her husband's. A long, white, thick prick, rippling with blue veins. Diane had never sucked nor been fucked by a hard-on so huge… so beautiful…
Diane found herself sighing. Her cunt itched maddeningly.
When Diane reached down to scratch her tingling crotch, she was startled by the squishing response from between her legs. Her pussy was soaking wet.
Rusty and Beth were fucking now. His big cock was moving back and forth in her cunt and she was moaning with orgasm. Diane could see and hear it all.
"Fuck me, fuck me," Beth urged. "Your prick feels so hard in my pussy. Like steel."
"Play with my balls," Rusty said. "You know how much I like to have my nuts squeezed while I'm fucking you."
"I'll do better than that," Beth answered.
She stuck a finger up Rusty's asshole, making his ass-cheeks jump in the air from the sudden probe.
"Ooooh," Rusty groaned, "That hits the spot."
Her presence continuing unnoticed, Diane didn't know what to think. It had never occurred to her to stick her finger up her husband's ass while they were fucking. Tom wouldn't have stood for it, anyway. He liked his fucking straight and simple.
"Put another finger up my butt," Rusty told Beth. "Really ream me out. I'll shoot twice as much cum in your cunt."
"Don't get ahead of yourself, stud," Beth replied as she added the extra finger in Rusty's asshole. "I want your jizz in my face this time."
"You don't have long to wait," Rusty grunted. "My balls are on fire."
Beth wriggled her ass in response, scissoring her long legs around Rusty's waist. As his face reddened, Rusty grabbed hold of Beth's large tits as if they were handles and jack-hammered his cock to the depths of her cunt.
"I can't hold it any longer!" Rusty yelled. "I'm gonna come."
"Then pull out!" Beth shrieked. "Shoot your hot cum all over me!"
Yanking his stiff prick from her pussy, Rusty aimed his cock-tip at Beth's face. As the jizz spurted, Beth wagged her head, taking the milky cum from ear to ear.
"Oh, God, that's beautiful," Diane heard herself whispering as she gazed at her daughter's glistening face.
Now Diane realized that her hand was clenched between her thighs. Digging through the material of her skirt, she was fingering her cunt. She could feel hot juice oozing through the crotch of her panties and trickling down her thighs.
She had never been so horny in her life. She could not deny it.
"God, I want it," Diane hissed. "I want to fuck so bad."
There was a click in her head. Something snapped.
All of a sudden, Diane slipped out from the shadows of the dining room where she had been hiding. She ran into the kitchen and then ducked out of the back door through which she had originally entered the house. It was only when she was standing under the clothesline that Diane realized the reason for what she had done.
She had a plan. It hadn't been consciously developed. It was just there. And Diane felt forced to act upon it as soon as possible.
She went to the garage and got into the car, releasing the emergency brake so it would roll silently don the driveway. It was only when the rear wheels were on the street that Diane turned on the engine. Then she gunned it, making as much racket as possible, while she noisily re-entered the garage.
Leaving the motor running, Diane bolted from the car and left the garage for the back yard. The high fence around the Devlin property was covered with shrubbery except for one spot. If somebody wanted to climb it in a hurry, this was where they'd go over. Diane went to a tree near the bare spot on the fence and waited, hidden by a low-hanging limb.
Just as Diane anticipated, Rusty abruptly appeared on the back porch, panic etched on his face as he hurriedly stuffed his cock into his jeans.
"Hurry up!" Diane could hear Beth's frightened voice from the kitchen. "If Mom catches me fucking with you, the shit will really hit the fan. She thinks I'm still cherry."
"I thought you said your mother was gonna be gone all afternoon," Rusty panted as he buttoned up his jeans.
"You know how unpredictable parents are," Beth answered with exasperation. "Now get moving. Mom's right out in the garage. I can hear her car running. I'll be lucky to get under the shower before she comes inside."
Rusty shrugged his shoulders, looked back into the kitchen at Beth one last time, and then started running. As he sprinted toward the fence, the screen door slammed and Beth scurried through the house so she could lock herself in the bathroom before it was too late. Diane just waited.
Rusty was dangling from the top of the fence when Diane made her move. Coming out from hiding she grabbed his ankles and started pulling him down. When he landed between the tree and the fence, concealed from plain sight, Diane pounced on him like a cat.
"Oh, Jesus," Rusty croaked when he saw who was on top of him. "Mrs. D-Devlin."
"I suppose you can explain everything," Diane said sarcastically.
Rusty shook his head, believing that anything he said would get him in trouble.
"You've been fucking my daughter," Diane came right to the point as she pinned Rusty's shoulders beneath her knees. "Go ahead, tell the truth. If you're man enough to fuck her, you're man enough to admit it."
"Yes," the boy gasped.
"Yes, what?" Diane snapped, putting her hands to his throat. "I want to hear you say it."
"Yes," Rusty choked. "I fucked her. I fucked Beth."
"Was she a good lay?" Diane asked the terrified boy. "Does she have a tight cunt?"
"Yes," Rusty whimpered.
"Good boy," Diane chuckled with satisfaction, releasing her stranglehold.
For the fist time, Rusty noticed that as she held him down with her knees, Diane's skirt had ridden up her parted thighs. Her crotch was staring him right in the face. Not only couldn't he take his eyes from it, she didn't seem to want him to.
"What are you looking at?" Diane smirked.
"Your…" Rusty couldn't get it out.
"My pussy?" Diane forced the issue.
Rusty reluctantly nodded.
"Say it!" Diane ordered, choking him again.
"I was looking at your… pussy," the boy gulped.
Grinning, Diane removed her hands from his throat and undid the catch on her skirt, quickly flinging the garment to one side. Now, she was nude from the waist down except for her sheer panties, as she pinned Rusty beneath her.
Slipping a finger under the elastic of the leg hole, Diane pulled the crotch-panel of her panties to one side. Exposed, her hairy cunt made small sucking noises as it throbbed less than a foot from Rusty's ashen face.
"How does my pussy compare with Beth's?" Diane asked.
Rusty couldn't answer. Although Diane no longer had her hands around his throat, his tongue was so thick that he was choking anyway.
"Maybe this will get an answer from you," Diane said, running a finger up the gooey slot of her bare twat and snagging a glob of cunt-sauce. She passed the glistening finger under Rusty's nose. Then she shoved it into his mouth and made him taste her pussy-juice.
Rusty's eyes rolled as he savored the sweetness of Diane's cunt. He could feel his cock swelling in the crotch of his jeans, hard all over again.
"Does my cunt turn you on?" Diane asked, spreading her pussy-lips.
The boy nodded. As he did so, Diane brought her crotch closer to his face until it was right under his nose.
"Lick my pussy," Diane ordered.
Rusty's tongue appeared like it was being yanked out of his mouth. Then its tip was tracing the moist furrow of Diane's twat, traveling from her clit to the rim of her asshole and back again.
"I'll bet your cock is hard," Diane cooed, practically sitting on Rusty's face.
"Yes," Rusty readily admitted, squirming beneath Diane as his hips twitched from an erotic reflex.
"Imagine how nice your stiff prick would feel in my warm cunt," Diane purred. "You do want to fuck me, don't you?"
"Oh, God, yes," Rusty gasped. "But what about Beth?"
"She's already had her turn," Diane said sharply.
Inside, though, Diane was laughing as she thought of her daughter hiding under the shower. Beth was so scared; she probably wouldn't come out until the looked like a prune.
Now Diane rolled off of Rusty, landing on her ass. Off came her panties and her legs were spread, her flexing cunt framed by her sleek thighs.
"Fuck me," Diane groaned.
Swiftly crawling between Diane's legs. Rusty took his hard-on out of his jeans and aimed his cock-head at her wide-open cunt. Easing forward, he put his prick into her cunt and started fucking.
Until now, Diane had been acting on instinct. But as her cunt filled with ten inches of thick teenage cock, the significance of what she was doing hit her. For the first time in her life she was being fucked by someone other than her husband.
Diane viewed and listened to her lusty response as if she were two persons, one standing to one side watching her other half seduce her daughter's boyfriend.
"Your cock is so deep in my cunt," she heard herself moan with pleasure. "Fuck me harder, harder."
She watched herself lift her legs as Rusty rammed her pussy with his long prick, bending her knees over his shoulders so his dick could fuck her cunt as deeply as possible. She was shaking her ass on the grass, fucking back violently. She couldn't get enough teenage cock in her cunt.
"Play with my tits," Diane told Rusty as he thrust his big cock into her big cunt.
"Your blouse," he panted.
"Rip it off. Suck my nipples while you fuck me."
Clasping a handful of fabric, Rusty tore a gaping hole in the front of Diane's blouse. Then, pressing her big tits together, he popped them out of her bra and took both of her nipples in his mouth at the same time.
Already coming from the cock in her pussy, Diane climaxed on top of that from the suction hardening her nipples. Although her tits had always been ultra-sensitive, they hadn't been sucked in years. In fact, not since Diane had nursed Beth as a baby. Her husband couldn't take the time to give her tits anything more than a rough squeeze when they fucked.
"Suck me! Fuck me!" Diane cried, mindless of whether she could be overheard.
"I'm getting ready to come," Rusty grunted.
"SO soon?"
"You make me so damn hot," he gasped. "I can't keep it in anymore!"
Lurching to the spasming core of Diane's deep cunt, Rusty's cock erupted with scalding cum. All of a sudden, Diane's pussy was soggy with teenage cream.
"Don't stop fucking me," she pleaded when Rusty's prick stopped spurting. "I want more. More!"
Rusty tried, but even though his cock was still stiff, there was no more friction in Diane's sloppy cunt. No matter how hard Rusty fucked Diane, neither of them could feel a thing.
"It's no use," Rusty sighed. "There's too much cum in your pussy. My cock keeps slipping out."
Desperate for the fucking to continue, Diane relied on instinct to block out the first thing that came to her mind. Although it was the first time in her life she had ever made such a request, the words came so her lips as though she had been saying them to men all her life.
"Fuck me in the ass!" she cried.
As she made her demand, Diane pulled Rusty's dick from her slippery cunt and moved the tip down a notch to the throbbing pucker of her asshole. The cock-head seared the rim of her tightest opening, making hot promises about what it would do once it was inside her narrow ass channel.
"Stick it in!" Diane commanded. "Give me your big, strong prick in my tight, dry ass."
But Rusty hesitated. Quickly, it became clear to Diane that this was his first ass-fuck, too. Apparently, even Beth drew the line at back-door action.
"There's nothing to worry about," Diane reassured Rusty, pleased that she was going farther than her daughter had ever dared. "I can take as much prick up my ass as you can give me. It's time you found out what it's like to fuck a real woman."
"Won't it hurt?" Rusty gulped.
"It better," Diane said firmly, knowing that she would welcome the ripping pain of too much cock in her ass. "It makes a woman know she's being fucked by real stud when it hurts."
"If you say so," Rusty muttered nervously as he compared the thick head of his cock to the tiny hole it was supposed to fuck.
"Shove it in," Diane hissed.
Gritting his teeth, Rusty forced the knob of his prick into Diane's asshole. To his surprise, it went in easily.
"Deeper!" Diane urged. "I want your whole cock fucking my ass!"
Rusty pushed again. When he looked down, nearly half of his prick was gone. The crushing tightness he had anticipated from Diane's ass still had not occurred. So far, her asshole was taking his dick almost as smoothly as her cunt had.
"More!" Diane pleaded. "More cock!"
His confidence growing, Rusty slammed his crotch against the soft cheeks of Diane's ass, burying his prick inside her. Then his hips were rolling, jerking his hilted cock back and forth as he ass-fucked his first woman.
It was only when Rusty's hard-on was fully reaming Diane's ass that the tightness he had expected finally hit him. Abruptly, it was like his cock was in a vise, gripping his prick from the head to the balls.
Gasping from the sudden crunch of Diane's ass, Rusty grabbed hold of her tits to keep his balance. It felt like the tip of his prick was plugged into an electrical outlet. Staring at Diane's ass, a harsh series of spasms coursed through his dick, jolting his nuts again and again.
With a cock up her ass for the first time in her life, Diane had discovered that she was in complete control of the situation. She could expand and contract her ass at will. The aching tightness now punishing her was of her own choosing, and she clenched her asshole tighter.
"It hurts so good," Diane moaned. "Your cock feels like it's splitting me in two. Don't stop. Fuck my ass! Fuck it, fuck it!"
Diane had never come so hard. It flashed through her mind that she could add up all the climaxes she had experienced in her drab life and their power still would not equal this one.
Steadily fucking Diane's ass, Rusty breathed raggedly. His pulse hammered against his temples. Sweat made him feel clammy and it trickled down the crack of his ass.
"I'm gonna come!" he gasped.
"Shoot it into me!" Diane answered, bracing herself for the scalding impact of a hot load of jizz in her tender ass-channel.
Rusty's crotch bucked. Then his prick was spurting its cream inside Diane's ass. The blast of cock-juice was even hotter than Diane had expected. The teenage jism was like liquid fire as it splashed within her ass.
"Oh, God, it's killing me!" she shrieked, out of her mind with orgasm. "Don't stop! I've never felt such hot cum!"
Every time Rusty thought he had squeezed off his last spurt of jizz, his balls pumped out another load. It was as if Diane's ass were sucking the cum from his cock.
"I'm done in," Rusty finally panted. "My prick is dry as a bone!"
He pulled his dick from Diane's slushy ass with a pop. The cum inside her spilled into her crack, dripping onto the grass.
Rolling over as she drew her knees to her tits, Diane curled into a ball, physically trying to hold her orgasm within. Her whole life seemed meaningless up until now.
Diane was so wrapped up in the final stages of her climax that she was ignorant of her surroundings. So she missed the stunned expression that suddenly drained Rusty's face of its color and made his jaw hang open as if it had just been broken by an invisible fist.
Consumed by pleasure, Diane also failed to notice Rusty's abrupt lurch to his feet. Or the almost comical fumbling with his fly, so herky-jerky that he couldn't get his slippery cock into his jeans. Rusty tried to speak, but the words were strangled on the way up. Finally, he just took off, his dick flapping in the open. Climbing the fence at last, he disappeared into the next yard, trampling the neighbor's geraniums as he broke into a dead run.
"Is your cock still hard, Rusty?" an unaware Diane called to her departed lover.
But Diane's question did not go unheard. She was not alone.
The shapely female figure that had startled Rusty into desperate flight now moved from the shadow of the tree and stood over Diane. Mocking laughter filled the air.
Her attention abruptly captured, Diane looked up, then felt her heart stop beating.
"Well, Mother," Beth smirked, "Looks like it's time you and I had one of those heart-to-heart talks about the birds and the bees."
"You're in the shower!" Diane nonsensically blurted. "What are you doing here?"
"You shouldn't have left your motor running. It got me curious when the car kept idling and you never came into the house," Beth said. "That, and a few choice screams. You're lucky the neighbor's didn't show up first."
Swamped with guilt. Diane didn't know what to say. She wanted Beth to forgive her, but she thought it was useless. She had to try, though.
"I don't know what came over me," Diane whimpered with shame, squirming her thighs together so her daughter couldn't see her cum-soaked crotch. "I'm so… so sorry."
"Don't be," Beth crisply replied. "It happens to everybody sooner or later."