Anna awoke her youngest son the next morning by giving him a blowjob. After his cum was safely in her belly, she smiled and slapped his thigh. "Time to get up, sleepy-head."
Naked, the two of them walked down the hall from her bedroom, headed for the kitchen. As they passed Greg's bedroom, they noticed that his door was open. They looked in. He was fast asleep. They had gone to bed at three a.m. and he hadn't been home yet. It was a little after ten now.
"Stan and Greg and I are supposed to be over at Soapy's house at eleven to play basketball, but I don't guess Greg will wanta go, will he, Mom?" Kyle asked.
"No, we'd better let him sleep," she answered, and they went on to the kitchen.
Anna fixed breakfast while Kyle ran downstairs to wake Stan and Cassy. Stan got up and came up to eat, but Cassy blinked, mumbled, rolled over, and went back to sleep.
After breakfast, Stan and Kyle dressed and went off to play basketball. Anna dressed, too. She took her car and went shopping. She needed groceries and several other things.
Before leaving, she left notes on Cassy's and Greg's pillows, saying she'd be back about twelve thirty, and that they could fix their own breakfasts if they got up before then. But in the note to Greg, Anna forgot to mention Cassy. His brothers hadn't told him about the girl, and Anna had intended to tell him this morning. She had also intended to tell him about extending her incest, to Stan and Kyle. But having gotten in so late last night and having slept so late this morning, Greg still knew nothing about any of it.
Cassy woke again at a quarter to eleven and this time decided to get up. She read the note Anna had left and decided to go upstairs fix breakfast. She as hungry as hell, and in her eagerness to eat, she forgot her clothes when she went upstairs. Clothes were a drag, anyway. Nakedness was more natural. She'd never been upstairs before, and having a normal curiosity, she looked around. It was a nice house – much nicer than the one she'd come from.
These were good people, too. She was lucky to be here. All sorts of awful things could happen to girls who ran away from home or got kicked out, but she was safe and having the time of her life.
In a bedroom she looked into, she saw a boy asleep in bed. He was covered by only a sheet, which came up his waist. He looked a little older than Stan and was of medium height, broad shouldered, and hairy-chested. This must be Greg, she decided, the oldest brother. She'd never seen him before, but Stan and Kyle had told her about him.
Over his loins, the sheet looked like a tent. He had a hard-on! A monstrous one, too! She was tempted to go over and start sucking or fucking him, but she wasn't sure how he'd react if he woke up and found a strange, naked girl working out on his prick besides, she needed food.
After going back to the kitchen, she fixed breakfast and ate. After doing the dishes, she wandered around the house some more and found herself back at Greg's room. She looked in – and saw that he was still asleep. Over his middle, the sheet was still like a tent. Had he been hard all this time or was this a fresh erection? Either way, it didn't matter. He was hard that was what counted.
Cassy was drawn to him irresistibly. She walked up to the bed. Her urge for him was even stronger than before.
Carefully, she lifted the sheet and pulled it down to his knees. He wasn't wearing anything. His prick was huge – not only long, as had been obvious with the sheet over him, but also thick. Seminal fluid was oozing out of the tiny slit in the bulging cock-head and was leaving a clear wet trail down his turgid shaft. In his sleep, he smiled and mumbled, "Oooh, baby, do it!" He made a few small upward thrusts with his hips.
He's dreaming about sex, Cassy thought, probably about fucking some girl he fucked last night.
He thrust several more times. Cassy loved the sight of his big cock. She didn't think he'd mind if she took a little action from it, since he was obviously dreaming about screwing anyway. Obviously sex was exactly what he wanted.
Cautiously, she crawled onto the bed. Leaning over, she licked the seminal fluid off his prick. He groaned. She threw a leg across him and held his cock still as she brought her cunt over it. When his glans was between her moist pussy lips, she put both her hands on her tits and dropped slowly down his shaft.
She didn't want to make any noise but she couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.
Jesus, his prick was huge!
She hadn't been lying when she'd told Stan and Kyle that she'd lost her cherry and that plenty of boys had fucked her. She had never bothered to count, but she'd probably had over a hundred pricks in her. But she had never had one as immense as Greg's. It was forcing her pussy walls farther back than she'd thought they could go. Her cunt was getting wetter, though, and that helped.
Greg's smile broadened and he mumbled, "Good pussy. Good fucking pussy."
If he only knew!
As she kept sliding down his cock, he made a few more upward thrusts. Her cunt was soon full, but she looked down and saw that she still didn't have the bottom three inches of his cock inside her. Could she take it all? She didn't know whether she could or not, but she wanted to.
Digging her fingers into her tits as a way of bracing herself, Cassy forced her hips downward. Damn, she wasn't going to make it! He was just too big. She didn't stop pushing, though. Gradually, she got more of the prick inside her, but it was hurting her badly.
Greg groaned again. Cassy looked into his face. Blinking, he awoke.
His eyes widened.
"Hi, you must be Greg," she said. "I love your cock. I hope you don't mind my getting on."
He stared at her. Finally he said, "Yeah, I'm Greg. I thought I was waking up, but I guess I was wrong."
"You were right. You're awake. I'm real and your prick's really in my pussy."
"How the hell did you get in here?"
"Stan and Kyle moved me in downstairs two nights ago. I was kicked out of my own home and they picked me up off the street. We got, along together and they brought me home with 'em. No one else knew until your mother caught the three of us fooling around last night. She's really a groove, though. She says I can stay."
A gleam of understanding came into Greg's eyes. "You say you three were fooling around when she caught you?"
"Yeah," Cassy answered.
"And then she started fooling around, too, I guess."
"Yeah, with all three of us."
"So that's why Kyle slept up here with her last night," he said. "I figured I'd crawl in with her. I'd slept with her the two nights before."
"She told us. She told us about the air conditioner repairman, too."
"It figures. Anyway, I was going to get in with her last night after I got home, but I looked in and saw Kyle was with her. Say, you're a good-looking piece."
"Thanks. My name's Cassy Haynes."
"Where's Mom right now?"
"Gone shopping. Stan and Kyle are out somewhere, too. I slept late and came upstairs to fix breakfast, but I looked around and found you. You had a great big hard-on under the sheet and I finally couldn't resist it."
Greg laughed. "I'm glad. You like my cock, huh?"
"Yeah, it's wonderful. The only trouble is, it's too damn big. I've been trying and trying and I can't get it all into me. I guess I'll just have to take what I can get."
"You can get it all," Greg said. "I'll help." He took hold of her waist, firmly.
"No!" Cassy said. "You really are too big for me. I can't take all of you!"
"We'll see," Greg replied, and pulling her downward, he began pushing his hips up. His cock began edging farther up into her tight young cunt.
"Oooooh, God!" Cassy howled. "You're splitting me open! I can't take anymore! Ican't!" She shook her head and her hair flew. Her hands wrenched her big tits.
She tried to pull upward, away from the spike that was impaling her, but Greg held her and kept forcing her down while he kept shoving his prick up.
His cock penetrated deeper and deeper, and she writhed and screamed. She worked her hips sideways and forward and back, trying to wriggle off his pole, but it seemed only to help his cock go farther into her stretched-out pussy. Then, as she screamed again, she found the pain easing, being pushed aside by something else – pleasure. Her nipples were getting stiffer and stiffer. Her cunt was juicing madly.
"Yessssss!" she shouted! "Yes! Oh, yes! Make it go in! I want it! Make your overgrown cock go all the way up my little PUSSY!"
Greg smiled and gave one more shove. "You've got it all," he said.
"What? All? Really?" She looked down. She smiled. It was true – every bit of the enormous prick was inside her.
"You're only the second cunt who's been able to take it all," Greg said. "Mom was the first."
"Well, I'm glad I got it all. It hurt a lot at first, but now I love having it all up me. It feels like it's gonna come out my mouth. Come on, let's get moving!"
He kept his hands on her waist but relaxed his hold. Rotating her hips, Cassy slid slowly up his long prick. When she went back down, she didn't have to use as much force to get all of him inside her. Her cunt kept adjusting as she continued going up and down his rod, and after a few minutes it was smooth-going all the way. She kept rotating her hips as she moved, and she started picking up speed.
For a while Greg just layed still and let her ride him. He watched his prick as she took it in and rose up on it. He watched her fuck-honey trickle out of her pussy, and grunted as she snapped her already snug cunt even tighter around him.
While giving him the special squeezings of her pussy, she still kept picking up speed. He let go of her waist and grasped her tits, squeezing them as he jacked his hips up to meet her downward thrust. His prick-head thumped hard into the back of her twat.
Cassy squealed with delight and clamped her pussy around his cock again. She waggled her hips before starting up and down again, moving still faster.
"Oh, shit, yes!" she cried. "Fuck my sweet dirty pussy with your gigantic prick, baby!"
She released her tits, leaned forward a little, and planted her hands on his chest. Her hips and cunt were at a slightly different angle now and she couldn't get quite all of him inside her this way. But that wasn't important any more. She could still get nearly all of him, and this way she could use her hands as leverage to help herself pump her hips faster. It was speed that mattered now. She needed to feel her pussy lips getting rubbed in different directions as often as possible. Her clit was brought more fully against his cock, and she wanted her clit rubbed faster, too. She was almost at the point of orgasm and she wanted to feel her loins burst.
Her cunt flew up and down his prick, and she moaned with every stroke. He pulled her tits each time he drove into her pussy.
"I'm getting there!" Cassy yelled. "Yes! Now! I'm there, all the way there! I'm cumming! Fuck me! I'm cumming!"
Her juices were blasting. Her twat was convulsing. She pounded her hips up and down even faster, and another cum bolted through her almost as soon as the first one was over.
Greg's strong thrusts lifted her higher and higher. "I'm gonna shoot off, too!" he shouted. "I'm gonna burn you up with my cum!"
"Do it!" Cassy said. "Fill me with it! Burn me to a fucking crisp!"
His balls let go and his cum spurted into her pussy. She cunt-hugged him and flailed her hips up and down as the splashes hit her. They sighed and groaned until both of them were still.
There was applause from the direction of the bedroom door.
They turned their heads, saw Anna standing there, and laughed.
Anna stopped clapping her hands and smiled. "I see you two have met," she said.
"Yeah. We kind of like each other, too," Greg answered.
"That's right," Cassy chimed in. "You've got three great sons, Anna."
"Yeah, I have," said Anna. "I just wish I had a great husband, too. Of course, if I'd had a great husband, though, I'd never have found out just how great my sons are. So maybe it's not so bad that I don't have a great husband!"
"Cassy told me you made it with Stan and Kyle, too," Greg said.
"Yes, and they were both terrific. I wish I'd started this a lot sooner."
"What'll Dad say when he comes back and finds Cassy here?"
"That's what Stan asked me last night. I'll tell you what I told him – I'll handle your father."
"But how will you handle him?" Greg asked.
"I'm nor sure yet," Anna answered. "Come to think of it, I may need some help with him. But I'll figure it out somehow. Right now, though, how about if an old woman joins the fun?"
"Beautiful," said Greg.
"I wanta eat your pussy!" said Cassy. "You ate mine last night, but I only nibbled yours."
"You're on – just as soon as I get naked."
She stripped quickly, dropping her clothes in the doorway, and walked to the bed, her huge tits swaying. She lay on her back, drawing her legs up sharply with her feet set well apart on the bed. She let her thighs yawn open. Her tits hung sideways away from each other, like two massive, oddly shaped boulders about to roll down a hill in opposite directions. She patted her cunt.
"Okay. Eat this old whore's pussy," she said. "Make me cum a few times."
Cassy grinned. "I'll make your juice roll as long as you want me to!" She went to her hands and knees in front of Anna's gaping cunt. Then she lowered her head and kissed the bright pink pussy lips, which immediately began flushing red. Anna pinched her own nipples and felt them stiffening. Her sexual motors started to buzz, her whole body tingled.
Cassy sliced her tongue between Anna's twat lips and jiggled it from side to side as she worked it up and down. Juice beaded up in Anna's cunt and on the outer flesh of her sex slit. She felt herself growing warm all over. Her clit was swelling. She began kneading her tits.
Cassy slipped her tongue deep into her pussy, swirled it around, and shot it in and out. Bringing her tongue back to her pussy lips, she jabbed them, laved them, and kissed them again. Next she licked Anna's clit, watching it swell some more and licking it again.
Anna's juice was flowing freely now. The girl lapped up the fuck-honey and darted her tongue back at her clit, hitting the tip of the erect joy knob. Anna shivered and moaned, and Cassy trailed her tongue in circles over the flesh all around her clit. She brought her tongue in with spiral motions back to the pleasure center. Then she climbed up the clit, went down the same way, and climbed once more.
"Oooooh, shit… honey… YES! Eat that thing!"
Watching, Greg found his cock hardening again. He had been surprised to learn that his mother and the girl had made it together last night. But maybe it shouldn't have surprised him at all, he thought. His mom seemed to be getting wilder and wilder. For years she must have been a ticking bomb of repressed sexuality, and now that she had exploded, her eroticism was flying in all directions as a result of the explosion. There seemed to be almost nothing she wouldn't do.
Did he want his mother like this? he wondered. Yes! It opened life up so much, made him so feel much freer – nor to mention giving him a great woman to put his prick into! Hell, two great women – his mother and Cassy both. The only question was, which one was he going to put it into right now?
A minute later, his prick was completely hard again, and on his knees he moved in behind Cassy. He stuck his prick way up her cunt, got himself good and wet again, and pulled out of her. He stuck two fingers into her pussy, got them wet, pulled them out, and stuffed them into her asshole. He ran them in and out, getting her anus as wet as he could. He figured she must know what he intended to do, and he half-expected her to turn around and tell him not to. But she waggled her ass joyfully, squeezed his fingers when they were deep inside her, and kept eating Anna's pussy.
Anna was starting to writhe. Her fingers ground into her jugs and twisted them. There was a huge fire in her cunt and clit, and another one in her tits. God, she felt alive! And she was going to cum!
"Aaaah… aaah… uuunnhh! Oh, Lord! Aaaaggghhh!"
Her pussy leaped into contortions. Cassy's tongue kept whipping over her cunt lips and clit and diving into her hot woman hole. Anna moaned louder and squirmed sensuously.
Greg drew his fingers out of Cassy's asshole and fitted his cock-head into her anus. Cassy was eager to have his prick sail up her shithole and she didn't try to wiggle away. But she was glad that she had been fucked there last night. That fucking had loosened her asshole a little, and without it she would never have been able to take Greg's tremendous cock. She still wasn't sure she'd be able to take it. It had been tough enough getting the whole thing into her pussy. But at least she would have a chance.
He grasped her hips and plowed his own hips forward.
"Aaiiee!"
His prick-head was just beginning to wedge into her anus, spreading her opening wider than it had ever been before, and her asshole was bursting with pain.
"Shove harder, Greg! Oh, ram it to me, honey!" Then her tongue dived back into Anna's pussy. Greg shoved harder… but the grip of Cassy's anus was strong and he got in only a little farther. He kept shoving with short, sharp jolts, advancing only a tiny bit at a time.
With each jolt, Cassy felt another burst of pain, and a gasp was torn from her throat. But she pushed her hips back, trying to help him get in.
Suddenly, the pressure lessened and she felt something very thick and solid moving into her bowels. He was in! Her anus was still stretched abnormally wide but the pain was dying fast. She squeezed his prick with her shithole as he drove in farther.
"That's it, baby it feels so good. So warm up my butt! Your oldest son's fucking my asshole, Anna!"
"Good for him," said Anna. "Ream her out good, Greg! I wanta see what it feels like when she screams into my cunt."
"Okay, Mom, get set. I think she's just about to scream," said Greg.
He drove deeper into Cassy's shit hole, and the girl had another burst of pain that almost turned her stomach. His prick had come against some tissue way up inside her, and he was still pushing forward.
"Jesus fucking Christ, you crazy dude! You're ripping my Goddamn guts open!" she cried.
"Throw it to her!" said Anna. "She hasn't screamed yet. She screamed last night when Stan fucked her asshole."
Cassy chewed and Anna came again.
Greg still had an inch pf his prick outside of Cassy's asshole. He lunged one more time, and his cock seemed to slip past the tissue he had hit. His whole prick sank into her shithole.
"I'm in all the way, honey," he breathed.
"Good, darling. Now just hold it there a minute and let me get used to it," she said. "Oh, it's starting to feel good! It makes my belly hot!"
She gave his entire prick a hug with her asshole, relaxed the hold, then hugged again, waving her hips softly from side to side.
When she stopped, her hips and relaxed her asshole again, she said, "Okay, baby, now get it going. Make that big rod of yours chug!"
Greg laughed and slowly pulled his cock backward. Then he began fucking her asshole with long, even strokes. As Cassy thrust her hips back to meet his rhythm, she made her tongue dance at Anna's cunt and clit again.
Anna threw her legs up, rested her feet on Cassy's back, and rocked back and forth. Cassy's tongue seemed to be everywhere. It plunged into Anna's pussy and stirred around and zipped in and out a dozen times. It fucked her clit, slashed her pussy lips, brushed her thighs, darted at her asshole, and raced back over her pussy lips and clit and back into her quivering cunt.
Anna's juices were flowing like the burning lava of a volcano. There was nothing like sex. Even if [missing text].
"You want me to stop, Cassy?" asked Greg.
"Shit, no!" she answered. "A woman's shithole is for more than just to shit through. It's also to take a guy's prick in all of his prick. Throw it to me!"
"I'm throwin', baby," he said, and he charged again, jamming more of his immense cock into the girl's tortured asshole.
This time she screamed.
He had stretched her inner tissues until he felt that they would break.
She screamed into Anna's cunt, and screamed again as Greg kept pushing forward. The hot rush of Cassy's breath from her screams felt great to Anna, and the woman moaned. But then Cassy's teeth snapped onto Anna's rigid clit and the girl held on for dear life as her asshole was battered by pain. And now Anna screamed with pain because Cassy was biting too deeply.
The pain Anna felt was awful, but it turned out to be the front edge of a wave of pleasure. As Cassy let go with another scream and bit in farther, Anna's pussy began contracting wildly with another orgasm. Anna knew that any normal woman would probably feel nothing but pain under these circumstances. This pleased her because it showed how much of a whore she had become.
"Oh, Cassy, baby! Chew my fucking clit off!" Anna howled.
She couldn't have a happy marriage, she could still be happy as long as she got enough sex from somewhere. It didn't matter from where, although she would always want her sons and this marvelous little slut between her legs. But there could be others. She would want mostly men, but a few women would add spice. One thing was certain: no one person would ever again be enough for her!
Her cunt reached its boiling point and she came again. The juices seemed almost to bubble out of her. Cassy's busy tongue lapped it up, and the lapping brought out more juice plus another round of contractions in her seething cunt.
"God, yes… do it to me, you hot-tongued little bitch!" Anna ranted. "Do it to me more and more! I'm cumming… AGAIN! Unh… unh… uunnhh… Aaaahhhh!" Her pussy quaked as another orgasm hit her.
Greg began screwing his hips around as he thrust into Cassy's asshole. She clamped herself a little tighter around his prick when he was all the way up, and he knew she liked it. She moaned into Anna's soggy cunt.
Cassy's anus was adjusting to the thickness of his giant rod, and his prick was sliding in and out more easily. He didn't have to hold her hips any more, so he slipped one hand under her belly, through her pussy hair to her wet sex slit. He found her erect slit, trapped it between two fingers, and massaged it as he fucked her. The noise from her moans grew, and she worked her hips a little faster. Cassy had been feeling the thrusts up her ass all the way through her cunt. With Greg fondling her clit, her pleasure doubled. She slurped up Anna's abundant pussy juice and smiled as the older woman writhed. Cassy's smile widened when she felt the stream of her own pussy juice swelling, and felt her loins coiling for the orgasm she was about to have.
"Mmmmm! Mmmuuhh! Uuunngghh!"
An orgasm gripped Cassy and shook her. She felt her asshole contracting around Greg's prick. She thrust back at him fiercely, trying to keep more of him inside her, and he fucked her with short, hard strokes deep into her shit hole, grinding his belly against her buttocks. He, too, felt her asshole contracting around his prick, and it made him shiver. His cock seemed to bulge even larger, and it lurched and began spurting heavy globs of cum into the young girl's bowels.
"Yeah, baby, take my big load all the way up you!" he roared, and his cock beat into her shit hole until all his jism had shot into her.
After he pulled out of her, Anna and Cassy scrambled laughingly for his prick, and both of them licked off the smelly little dabs of shit.
"Oh, Lord!" came Stan's voice from the bedroom door. "Eating shit again." He and Kyle were standing next to each other in the open doorway.
"Take off your clothes and join the fun," Anna said with a smile.
"Yeah, little brothers, come ahead. It'll keep you off the streets," Greg joked.
"There's plenty of action for everybody," Cassy said as she finished cleaning Greg's prick with her mouth.
Stan and Kyle started stripping.
"Did you bring any of your friends with you?" asked Anna.
"Naw, they still wanted to play basketball," said Kyle. "We thought things would be more fun at home, but we didn't tell them why."
"I wouldn't mind if you told them," said Anna. "Now come on and get your pricks over here and get 'em in us."
When Kyle was naked except for his socks, he sat down in a chair and started to take them off, but Cassy hopped off the bed and took them off for him. By the time she had kissed her way up his legs to his prick, he was hard. She stood up, turned her back to him, and sat down astride his thighs.
"Hold my hips while I raise up, baby," she said. "And I'll put this thing in me."
Kyle obeyed and she lifted herself off his lap. She reached between her legs and grasped his prick, then lowered herself until his cockhead was between her pussy lips. Then she got her hand out of the way and slid all the way down his shaft. She gave his prick a delicious squeeze with her hot wet cunt.
"Ooh, that feels nice," Kyle sighed. "I love fucking your pussy, Cassy."
"There'd be something wrong with you if you didn't," Cassy laughed, and she started pumping her hips up and down. "Pull on my tits," she said, and he reached around her and took hold of her jugs. She put one of her own hands between her legs and rubbed her clit and pussy lips and his cock as she moved.
When Stan had gotten naked and walked to the bed, Anna scooted toward him until her ass was on the edge of the mattress and her cunt was just inches from his stiff prick. She spread her legs and wrapped them around him, drawing his cock to her gaping pussy.
"Stuff it into me, babe. Fuck the hell out of your Goddamn mother!"
Stan grasped her thighs and thrust hard, driving his prick completely into her yearning cunt. He ground himself against her, giving her clit an extra rubbing. Then he pulled back and started stroking hotly in and out of his momma's juice-drenched pussy.
"That's right, honey," she groaned. "Now, Greg, sit across my belly and fuck my fat jugs!"
"I'll try, Mom," her oldest son answered, "but I don't know whether I can make it again this soon or not. I had a wild night last night and now I just fucked Cassy twice."
"We'll get it hard, doll. Come on, I need it. I need your beautiful PRICK!"
She grabbed his arm and pulled him toward her. Even as he swung a leg across her belly, she closed her hand over his soft cock and started stroking him. When he was in position, she pushed her huge tits together around his prick. She mashed her tits together hard and rubbed him feverishly. His cockhead was sticking out from between them, and she raised her head, kissed the tip of his prick, and laved it with her tongue.
She thrilled as she felt his cock slowly swell between her warm jugs. More and more of it stuck out from between them, and she snared his prick head between her wet lips. She held her head still and felt him go deeper into her mouth as his cock kept growing. She kneaded her tits constantly, shifting the pressure against his prick, exciting both her son and herself all the more. She tickled his shaft with her tongue. Greg pinched her aching nipples, pulled them, and bent them, and started helping with the kneading of her jugs.
At last he was totally hard, and she grunted happily as he began moving his hips, sliding his shaft between her twin mounds of tit flesh. When he went backward, she had to open her mouth to let him out, and she waited eagerly as she felt his prick moving through her jugs. Then she took some of his cock into her mouth when he came forward again.
Kyle poked his head forward and swiped Cassy's upper back with his tongue as he fucked her. He squeezed her tits on all sides, making them bulge oddly. He twisted them and pulled them down one at a time, stretching them as far as he could. On each fuck-stroke, he waited for her to start down and then he thrust upward to meet her. When his prick was buried in her, she rode him downward until his ass was against the chair-seat. Then she wiggled her butt around against him, stirring his cock around inside her clinging pussy. Then she rose slowly back up his rod, cunt-hugging it as she went. All the while, she kept massaging her clit.
"Fuck! Cunt! Tits! Prick! Pussy! Cock! Fuck!" she chanted. "Unh… unh… unh… unh! Fuck my slimy cunt! AaaaaAAAHHH! Shit on me! Jesus Christ! Fill my pussy with cock forever!"
Her pussy was ripped by convulsions as she came. Steaming juice rolled out of her cunt, bathing Kyle's nuts and making a puddle on his belly. She put her free hand on one of her tits and jerked insanely at the tender flesh. She drove up and down on his prick, furiously.
Stan wedged his hands under his mother's ass cheeks, and he began squeezing her buttocks every time he spiked his cock into her cunt. He never took more than half his prick out of her before thrusting into her again, but he wriggled his hips and used different angles in driving into her, sometimes pushing to one side or the other, sometimes up or down. And always he ground himself against her when he was all the way up her. Sometimes he made a few extra lunges, as if trying to get even farther into her belly, before he pulled back and stroked up her again. Her fuck-honey was soon running down his thighs and over her own ass cheeks, soaking his hands so that there was a vulgar squishing sound as he squeezed her big buttocks.
Anna let Greg take over the kneading of her tits. Slipping both hands past him, she began rubbing Stan's belly with one hand, and she stuck two fingers of her other hand into Greg's asshole.
Her eldest son groaned. He dug his fingers deep into her tits and moved his hips faster, picking up the speed of his cock as it slid through her tit meat. She kept taking some of his prick into her mouth and swirling her tongue over it whenever he was in range of her lips.
When she came, she wasn't sure which prick had had the most to do with spurring her into the orgasm – not that it made any difference. Both cocks heated her sensitive flesh and gave her pleasure, and the joy of her orgasm rocketed out to every nerve-ending in her body.
"Faster!" she wailed. "Fuck my sloppy tits add my dripping cunt faster, you sons of the biggest whore in the world! YOU'RE MAKING YOUR BIG MOMMA CUM!"
Both of them grunted, and they fucked her faster.
Cassy was hauling wildly at Kyle's prick with her juicy cunt. She was cumming again and she wanted to feel his jism shooting into her and scalding her pussy.
"Now, damn it, NOW; blow your rocks, you bastard! I crave your fuckin' cum!"
She grabbed his nuts and pulled, rubbed, and twisted, and he screeched, "Aaaaahhhh! You want it – here it is!" His prick bucked and fired his cum into her pussy in thick squirts.
Anna punched her two fingers farther into Greg's asshole and repeatedly pushed them apart and pulled them back together as if working a pair of scissors. Changing his hold on her tits, he wrapped his big hands around them as far as he could and yanked her jugs toward the ceiling as high as they would go. Anna screamed and came violently. Her contractions intensified when Greg twisted her high-stretched tits and rubbed her nipples against each other.
Pulling his cock back, he thrust his belly forward until he was against her jugs and his cock was pointed straight up, trapped between his belly and her tits. Then he worked some of her pliable tit flesh back until it was between his belly and his prick, surrounding his cock completely with jug meat. His prick-head was just under and pressed into the mounded-together flesh where her nipples met. His cock leaped, squirming against her tit flesh, and his cum blasted out. His jism was trapped by her tits and flooded downward between her jugs and his prick. When he finished shooting, she sucked off and swallowed the cum that had stuck to his cock.
After Greg climbed off her, Anna raised her head farther and licked up the cum that had stuck to her tits and run down in the deep valley between them. A little of Greg's shit was on two of her fingers, and she whiffed it. She found it pleasant and licked it up. Then she fingered her clit as Stan fucked her.
"I'm gonna shoot, Mom!" he cried.
"Good, baby, I love your jism!" she howled, and his man-juice socked into her cunt.
As soon as Anna had her breath, she said, "All right, let's go another round!"
Greg laughed. "Hold it," he said. "I just got up. I need to eat breakfast."
"Fine," his mother smiled, "just as long as I can suck your prick while you eat! And another of my sons can fuck my asshole or my cunt while I suck you!"
She had already known that she wasn't "normal" anymore, but as soon as she said this, Anna knew there was no hope that she could ever become normal again. And she was glad.