Pauline Norris was horny. She sat on the edge of her bed her nightgown pulled up around her waist, staring at her full thighs and the dark patch of hair between them. She wanted to touch herself, to pull the lips of her pussy open and slide her fingers along the hot, wet flesh, feeling the wonderful sensations build and build until her cunt started to flex and suck at her fingers, demanding something jammed inside it.
"Damn!" Pauline moaned with frustration. Her sixteen-year-old son, Alex, was right outside the door, and she didn't dare play with herself; she'd scream and he'd come in to see what was wrong.
Pulling her nightgown open, Pauline looked at her small, hard breasts, the nipples rigid, demanding to be touched. Even as she curled her fingers to close over one of the hot globes of flesh, she heard the shower go on. Smiling to herself, Pauline cupped her breast. She could let herself go, and Alex wouldn't hear it.
"Ohhh…" Pauline's eyes closed and she rocked back and forth, her ass wiggling with pleasure as her hands fondled her tits. She pinched her nipples gently and squealed with enjoyment at the delicious shocks the touch sent into her belly.
Her thighs opened and she dropped one hand into her crotch, feeling the heat of her pussy. It was like a big blast furnace, and the hotter it got, the better she liked it.
"Ahh…" She touched herself, ever so gently, and her body jerked. She looked down and saw the pink flesh of her cunt under her fingers.
"Pretty pussy. Nice, pretty pussy." She cooed and stroked herself faster and faster. There was a sudden, intense spasm of pleasure and pain mixed together and Pauline's hips jerked violently.
"Yes!" she gasped and got up, stumbling in her eagerness. She grabbed her hairbrush off the bureau and wedged the handle of it into her cunt.
Moaning, Pauline slowly sank to her knees, her hand ramming the hairbrush in and out of her drooling pussy. Her hips rocked back and forth, and Pauline sensed she was going to come any second. Her fingers scratched at the base of her belly, feeling for the button of flesh that would set off the explosion.
"AHHH!!" Pauline screamed with relief as her climax ripped through her. She pressed down on her clit again and was rewarded with a blinding flash of light that seemed to break her into little pieces.
"Uhhh…" She slowly pulled the hairbrush out and looked at the cum-slick handle with a mixture of disgust and anger. She was still young, she had a good body and a good mind, but she was reduced to fucking herself with a hairbrush!
Near tears, she sat on the floor, staring at the hairbrush. What could she do? She tried to meet men, but they were either happily married or just interested in a quick fuck. It wasn't fair!
"Mom? Mom, you up?" Alex was knocking on her door.
"Yes, honey. I'm up. Want some breakfast?"
Alex opened the door and looked in, grinning. "You bet!"
Pauline got to her feet and shooed Alex away from the door.
"I'll get dressed and feed you, but I'm damned if I know why, you eat your weight in food every week," she grumbled.
"If you weren't such a good cook, I wouldn't," he replied.
Pauline laughed. She followed him into the kitchen and put the coffee on before returning to her room to dress.
Wearing a tight-fitting pair of slacks and a loose blouse without any bra, Pauline briskly got breakfast for herself and her son.
Alex was already nearly a full head taller than Pauline. He was slim, rather than skinny and he had a ready smile that Pauline felt worked with girls. There were times when he looked like his father, but more and more, Alex was definitely his own personality.
As they ate, Pauline sensed Alex was uneasy about something. He kept glancing at her and then blushing slightly. Dreading it, Pauline knew she'd have to ask him what was wrong. She was about to, but Alex beat her to the punch.
"Mom… I… I got a real stupid question." His face was a fiery red.
Pauline got herself a cup of coffee and stood facing away from the table.
"What's the problem?"
"I… Mom, how big should I be?"
"Huh?" Pauline turned around, her eyebrows raised.
"At school, when I shower after phys ed, the coaches kid me and say I've got a real pussy splitter, and things like that."
"Pussy splitter? Oh!" It was Pauline's turn to blush.
Alex ducked his head, his face red.
Pauline fiddled with a button on her blouse and asked in what she hoped was a normal voice, "Just how big are you, honey?"
Alex mumbled something.
"What?"
Alex gulped and repeated, "Ten inches."
"Wow!" Pauline sat down and shook her head. "You are big, honey. But… well, I wouldn't worry about it. I mean, it… it doesn't get in the way, does it?"
Alex laughed and shook his head.
"Well then," Pauline smiled at her son, "I'd just let them kid you and grin at it. Okay?"
Alex, still chuckling, nodded agreement. He pushed his chair back from the table and got up just in time to answer the phone.
"Hello…? Hi, Mrs. Maxwell. Yeah, just a second… Mom, it's for you."
"Hi, Doris!" Pauline liked Doris Maxwell. They'd met at the butcher shop two years before and had become fast friends.
"Pauline, are you free today?" Doris had a husky voice, a real bedroom voice, Pauline thought.
"Unfortunately, yes, I am."
"Good! It's been ages since I've been on a picnic, and I thought we could take the kids and go out in the country somewhere and have one."
"I'd love to!" Pauline exclaimed. "Alex, would you like to go picnicking with Doris and Joan?"
"Yeah, sure." Alex liked Joan Maxwell. She was sixteen, and had a nice, sweet body that he thought about often, trying to imagine her naked.
"We'll be ready about eleven," Pauline suggested.
"I'll make a salad and we can get something to drink on the way."
"Don't make too big a salad, you know Joan hates them," Doris chuckled. "We'll pick you up just after eleven, okay?"
"Fine. See you then." Pauline hung up the phone and turned to her son.
"Let's be sure to take swim suits. You never can tell. Go down to the store and get me a big head of lettuce and some tomatoes, two or three should do it. Oh, Alex, one more thing, see if they have any cold beer. All right?"
Alex nodded and took some money out of the "food" jar. As he clattered out the door, slamming it behind him, Pauline turned and thought about what kind of dressing to use for the salad.
As she worked she hummed to herself, her earlier bad mood completely gone. She could lie in the sun, eat a little too much, get slightly tight and…
"God!" Pauline stopped and stared at the wall. She finally realized what Alex had said earlier.
"Ten inches? My God… he's… Jesus!" Pauline shook her head. Suddenly she saw herself naked, and Alex was between her legs, shoving his enormous cock inside her, deeper and deeper.
Pauline shuddered. She could feel her pussy getting wet at the idea. She didn't want to, but the sudden fire in her belly demanded attention. She slid her hand between her thighs and rubbed her crotch through her pants. Just the pressure of the heel of her hand was enough, and Pauline jerked as she climaxed.
"Ihhhh…" Her body sagged with relief, and she wiped the tears of shame from her eyes.
What was wrong with her? She was getting horny thinking about her son her son! It was sick!
Pauline shook her head, but the idea wouldn't go away Alex and his enormous cock. Sliding it into her pussy until she screamed, and screamed some more. His come squirting inside her, making her pussy squeeze down around him…
"Oh…" Pauline left the kitchen and hurried into the bathroom. She shut and locked the door and stood in front of the sink, her chest heaving with the depth of her emotions.
She unzipped her slacks and let them drop down around her ankles. Pulling her panties down she saw the patch of moisture. She was oozing like mad!
Her breath shaky, Pauline opened the medicine chest. There, on the top shelf, was the vibrator she used when her trick knee gave her trouble. She took it down, unwrapped the cord, and plugged it in.
Squatting slightly, Pauline turned on the vibrator and pressed it against her belly, her eyes shut. She felt ashamed and tremendously horny at the same time. Her body shook with emotion and it was all she could do to stay on her feet.
Her hand moved in a large circle over her belly, the vibrator teasing the flesh and leaving goose bumps where it had been. She slid her hand under her blouse and between her breasts, feeling her nipples leap out, hard and rubbery, begging to be touched. She moved her hand slightly and the warm, fluttering surface of the vibrator touched one breast.
"Ohh…" Pauline's knees sagged and she sat down on the edge of the bathtub, pressing her breasts together with her arms as the furious buzzing of the vibrator was matched by a sex buzz inside her head.
Panting hoarsely, Pauline ran the vibrator down the trembling skin of her body and between her open thighs. She hesitated a moment, her eyes shut her mind's eye seeing Alex, his cock erect, between her legs.
"Alex," she whispered. Her hand moved slightly and the buzzing surface of the vibrator touched her thigh, making her jump.
"Al… ex…" Pauline moved her hand, and the vibrator touched her wet cunt flesh.
"Ahhhhh!!" Pauline's scream was torn out of her. Her body doubled over and she slipped to the floor, her thighs clamped tight around her hand, holding the vibrator jammed against her pussy. Her knees lifted and her feet kicked against the floor in a frenzy of lust. Her body was being torn in half, and Pauline loved it.
"Aal… ex!! Al… ex… Al… ex…"
Pauline sobbed and screamed as her body jerked back and forth. She had never felt anything as powerful in her life! She felt as though she were being sawed in half with a huge cock that jammed into her again and again until she split wide open!
"Ahhh!!" Pauline dropped the vibrator and rolled on her side, clutching her breasts and cunt, her hands squeezing frantically. The vibrator, still buzzing furiously, slid down until one edge of it rested against her asshole.
"Ohhhh!!" Pauline couldn't believe the sensation. Her body was burning up! She jammed three fingers deep inside her cunt and jerked them back and forth in a frenzy feeling her hot, wet flesh sucking at them.
"Alex… ohhhh fuck meeeee!!!"
Pauline screamed as she came again and again, her body writhing on the floor.
Finally she began to calm down. With trembling hands she turned the vibrator off and propped herself up on one elbow, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Holding her breath, Pauline listened, but there was nothing to hear. Alex was still at the grocers. She got up and pulled her slacks back up, shaking her head at her behavior. She had to straighten out!
"Mom!" Alex banged through the front door. "I got everything except the beer."
"Oh, right. Stupid of me, dear. We'll get the beer and stuff just before we start." Pauline closed the door of the medicine cabinet hurriedly, afraid that he'd see the vibrator.
As she fixed the salad, Pauline came to the realization that she'd have to talk over her sudden obsession with someone with some sense. The only person she felt close enough to was Doris Maxwell. She hoped Doris wouldn't be too shocked.
A few minutes after eleven the doorbell rang and Pauline looked out the front window of the apartment. She saw Doris in her car across the street and returned her wave.
"Let's go," she gestured to Alex. Picking up the bowl of salad, she waited while Alex gathered their bathing suits and towels.
Joan Maxwell, Doris' sixteen-year-old daughter, was standing by the door. She gave Alex a high-voltage smile that made him blush furiously. Like her mother, Joan had dark hair and blue eyes. She was tall, and her figure, already full, looked even better in the skimpy halter and shorts she was wearing.
Pauline noted with a light shock that she could see the outline of Joan's nipples through the thin material, and a glance at the teenager's thin shorts revealed that the girl hadn't bothered with panties either. Her dark triangle of pubic hair was quite obvious.
"Hi," Joan said, taking the salad bowl and giving Pauline a kiss on the cheek.
"Hello, dear." Pauline gave the slim girl a small hug, sensing Alex's envy that she could be so openly affectionate with Joan.
"Hi, people!" Doris waved, and gestured toward the back seat. "You two kids sit back there this trip."
"That's fine with me." Joan gave Alex a slow smile and climbed into the back seat, giving both Alex and Pauline a good view of her tight ass, just barely hidden by her shorts.
Alex followed her, letting the front seat drop back to its normal position. He smiled at her uncertainly.
Pauline, ignoring the by play in the back seat, climbed in and shut the door.
"We need to get some beer. I forgot and sent Alex instead of going myself."
Doris shrugged and lit a cigarette. "It's okay. I brought beer for us and cock – ooops!!" She laughed and Pauline joined in.
"That shows where my mind is!" Doris chuckled. "As I was tying to say, I brought beers for us and Cokes for the kids. With your salad and my sandwiches we'll have enough for all of us, with some to spare."
Pauline sighed and relaxed. It was nice to be going somewhere different. She got so tired of the norm – up in the morning, get Alex off to school and herself to work, home at night, dinner, maybe a little TV and then to bed, alone.
Pauline had married Alex's father when she realized it was the only way she was going to get away from her family. At first things had been great. She'd been a virgin, and he'd taught her a lot. Then Alex had come along and the nightly sex had become once or twice a week and then maybe once a month. She'd asked herself what she was doing wrong, but it wasn't until he'd announced he wanted a divorce that she knew it wasn't her fault. He'd been fucking every single piece of cunt that would spread her legs for him, and she'd been last on his schedule.
Pauline sighed. It had been rough. There had been the emotional shock of the divorce, and worse. Her husband had awakened her sex appetite, and she wanted cock. It had been hard, but every so often she had managed to find a man she could enjoy, and they'd fucked and fucked and fucked again until Pauline's cunt was raw and inflamed, and she couldn't possibly do it again.
"You're awfully quiet." Doris gave Pauline a quick grin.
Pauline sighed. "I was just remembering my ex-husband."
"Good God! Why ruin a perfectly nice day with the blues? Concentrate on having a good time. There's an old stamping mill way off the beaten track that I found a couple of years ago. Joan and I have been up there camping three or four times since then and we like it more and more each time. Right, honey?"
Pauline turned to look at Joan, who nodded.
"It's reality a neat place. Once we took off all our clothes and just wandered around naked all day long. Nobody ever goes near the place."
Pauline smiled, trying to imagine a place so quiet and secluded. Suddenly Pauline realized that Joan's halter had slipped a bit, and she saw that if it slipped any more the girl's nipples would pop out.
She felt she should say something, but she didn't know what. Turning to Doris, Pauline realized her friend was just as scantily dressed. Her big, heavy breasts were just barely held in by her halter, and her shorts were even thinner than Joan's.
Noticing Pauline's gaze, Doris smiled and said, "No, I'm not wearing any."
Pauline blushed and looked out the window. What did it matter to her what Pauline wore? But the idea of being able to see Doris' pubic hair made Pauline squirm.
In the back seat Alex was having a hard time keeping his eyes off Joan. The dark-haired girl beside him was so fucking sexy! The way her tits bulged out of her halter made his cock start to stiffen, and the sight of her nipples poking against the thin material of her halter nearly drove him out of his mind.
His hands itched, and Alex longed to scratch them on Joan's tits while she played with his cock, but he didn't know how to get close to her. With other girls he'd have spun a line of bullshit right away and even though his mother was in the car, he'd be sneaking a fast feel, but with Joan all he could do was look.
Joan felt much the same way. Her body wanted to be touched, and she wanted Alex to do the touching. She was a virgin, and the idea of getting her cherry popped was suddenly appealing. She decided to help things along.
Distracting Alex for a moment, she managed to loosen the ties on her halter so that it now hung free from her breasts. She knew that if she leaned forward Alex would be able to look and see her nipples, and the idea made her stomach feel warm and wiggly.
She bent forward slightly, knowing that the cups of her halter were falling open, and Alex could look and see the pink spikes of her nipples.
Alex's gaze followed the twin curves farther and farther down until the tanned area stopped and he could see the nipples. They were small, pink stubs that jabbed out of the darker circles right at the tips of her big breasts. His breathing quickened and he could feel his cock getting hard.
Joan smiled to herself and took her time about picking up the small scrap of paper from the floor. Her eyes flicked over Alex's face and then she looked at his crotch.
What she saw made the teenager gasp. There was a huge bulge in his pants, much bigger than she'd ever dreamed it could be. The thought of something that big inside her cunt made her cringe – it would never ever fit!
But thinking about it made Joan's insides feel all soft and warm. She could feel she was sweating, the insides of her thighs and her pussy felt all wet.
She sat back up and realized it wasn't sweat – it was her pussy ooze! She was horny! So horny she didn't even know it.
Joan looked at the front seat. Pauline was asleep, her head pillowed on her hand. Her mother was busy driving and was paying no attention to what was happening in the back seat.
Looking at Alex, Joan licked her lips and slid down in the seat a bit. Now her mother couldn't possibly see what she was doing.
Smiling uncertainly at Alex, Joan reached up and untied the strap of her halter. There was a momentary pause and then the material slowly slid down off her shoulders and dropped away from her breasts, exposing them completely.
Alex licked his suddenly dry lips. He looked at the front seat, but Doris was keeping her eyes on the road. He slowly leaned over and put his hand on Joan's belly, feeling her tremble as he touched her.
"Do it," she whispered in his ear. "Touch my titties, Alex." Her breath was hot and it made his cock quiver.
He lifted one of her breasts, surprised at its weight. Looking at it, he could see the nipple getting thicker and deeper in color until it matched the areola.
Joan bit back a gasp of pleasure. She shut her eyes and her hand fumbled toward his pants. She touched his thigh and then slid her hand quickly across his leg. When her fingers touched the huge bulge she drew back, but he pulled her hand back and put it over his erect cock.
"Get a towel," she whispered, her eyes still shut. She felt his weight shift slightly and then he was spreading a towel over his lap, hiding his crotch and her hand.
Joan pulled the zipper of his pants open and fumbled inside. It took a moment, but finally her fingers were stroking the incredible length and thickness of his prick.
"Suck my tittie, Alex. Suck my tittie and I, I… ohhh, you're so nice and big!" Joan whispered frantically, trying to control herself. She knew she would come if he'd suck her nipples. Every time she let a boy do it she came.
Alex didn't need any urging. He bent his head and his mouth closed over her hot flesh, his tongue licking back and forth, forcing the nipple to move.
Joan's fingers gripped his cock so hard it was almost painful, and suddenly her hips rolled to one side and lifted spasmodically. Over the noise of the car Alex heard her moan.
Joan, her pussy flowing like a river, began to slide her hand up and down the awesome length of Alex's cock. She played with the head for a moment and then continued to jack him off, all the time suppressing her cries of pleasure as his tongue drove her crazy.
Doris glanced at Pauline. She was sound asleep. Checking the rear-view mirror, Doris frowned. There was something wrong, but what? Suddenly she knew what it was. Before she could see Alex's head and the top of Joan's. Now she couldn't see either. She was about to say something when she heard Joan gasp.
What the hell was going on? Doris risked a quick peek over her shoulder. All she could see was…
Doris grinned to herself. The towel spread over Alex's lap told its own story. She didn't know what Alex was doing to her daughter, but Joan was obviously masturbating Alex.
Still grinning, Doris looked again. Turning her head a little farther gave her the entire picture. Joan's halter was around her waist and Alex was sucking and playing with her breasts while she jacked him off. There was going to be a problem, though, and Doris almost laughed thinking about it.
How were the kids going to explain the stains all over Alex's pants, and the wet towel? It was going to be interesting!
In the back seat Joan was rapidly reaching the point of no return. Having her breasts sucked made her feel great, but her pussy was sopping wet and she ached for a little finger-fucking. She unzipped her shorts and pulled Alex's hand down to the wet heat of her lower belly.
Alex got the idea at once. Sliding his fingers under the cloth of her shorts, he parted Joan's pussy hairs and slid his fingers into the hot gash of her cunt, sucking hard on her tit as he did so.
Joan thrashed back and forth biting her lip as Alex's fingers worked back and forth in her hot, drooling slot. She knew she was going to come any second. There was a sudden roaring in her ears and she pressed Alex's hand flat against her stomach, holding it in just the right spot while her orgasm ripped through her. In spite of her best efforts a low moan slipped out.
Doris smiled. She knew Joan was coming, and she wished her every good feeling in the world. She remembered her own back-seat days, when she could never get enough sex.
Alex lifted his head and looked at Joan. Her entire body was trembling violently and he was afraid she'd start screaming bloody murder any second, but instead she quieted and smiled at him, caressing his hand gently.
"That was real nice, Alex. Really, really nice. Do you… If you want, I'll…" She tried to say it, but her voice faltered.
Alex gently put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her down toward his lap.
Joan pulled the towel aside and stared at the huge cock she was holding. She'd played with other cocks, but nothing like this. She couldn't convince herself it was real, but she was holding it, and in a second…
Doris smiled. She heard the soft, wet sucking noises and knew just what was happening.
Alex closed his eyes and gently let his hand rest on the back of Joan's neck. He lifted his hips slightly as her soft, warm mouth closed over the head of his cock and she began licking and sucking it eagerly.
Joan, her body still on fire from his finger-fucking, opened her mouth wider and took more of the thick meat inside. She could taste his salt, and it made her insides feel gooey with desire. She wanted to have it in her pussy, not her mouth!
Alex gasped slightly and his fingers tightened on the back of her neck. Joan, her lips busily sucking at the head of his cock, closed her eyes, waiting.
There were a couple of drops against her tongue and then an enormous spurt of cream that splashed against the roof of her mouth. It was hot and salty, and the teenager swallowed it eagerly. She loved it!
Alex lifted his hips, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. Joan tried to lift her head, but it was no use. Suddenly what had been fun wasn't fun any more. Alex was still blasting his hot cum into her mouth, and Joan was afraid she'd choke!
Swallowing desperately, Joan pumped his cock faster and faster, trying to get him to finish, but more and more cum squirted out and she knew it was running out of her mouth and down her chin. It seemed to go on forever, but finally Joan realized her mouth was no longer filled with fluid. She licked the head of his cock and then let it slide out of her mouth.
Alex smiled at her and Joan returned his smile. She put his rapidly softening cock back inside his pants and zipped them closed. A moment later her shorts were zipped up and she had tied her halter back in place.
Sitting up, Joan looked around and realized they were very nearly at the turn off to the old mill. She nudged Alex and pointed to a shack near the road.
"Wow, that's not long for this world," Alex said.
His voice woke his mother, and Pauline yawned and stretched, blinking the sleep out of her eyes.
"Oh, I must have slept for an hour." She stretched again and then turned and looked at the teenagers.
"Having fun?" she asked Alex.
She was puzzled when both of them got red in the face and began to giggle.