Ivor rolled over and stretched out on his back, his cock standing like a rock spire from his groin Rachel curled on her hips beside him and took his prick in her hand. She wanted to put on another variety show for the kids, giving them plenty of detail to peek at.
Fat tits swinging like melons, she leaned down and started to tongue the head of Ivor's prick. She was careful to keep her head positioned so that the watchers in the hallway could see the contact.
Her blonde hair tumbled over his cock, and she brushed it aside with her hand.
She slurped juicily, making a lot more sound than she had to, thrilling their ears as well as their eyes. She drooled down her husband's thick, veined cock and slobbered on the slimy tip.
"Suck it, baby!" Ivor rasped.
Her lips parted and she took the huge slab of his flushed cock-knob into her mouth. She nursed on his cockhead, then bobbed her head down and swallowed all of his prick.
She gurgled and gulped, stuffing her mouth brimful of succulent cock. She bobbed up and down in the traditional blow-job motion, making Ivor groan.
Her face turned as she screwed her mouth down and her lips distended along his cock as she pulled up. But she was changing the rhythm stroke by stroke, not getting into the steady sucking that would milk him off. She wanted to make the performance a long one.
Dimly, through the slurping sounds she was making, she could hear the children panting and moaning.
She wanted to increase their peeper's pleasure – and that naughty mom knew just how to do that. She pulled her mouth up and spoke onto his cock-knob, softly – but loud enough so that Chuck and Frostie could hear her.
"That young man I sucked and fucked…" she began.
"Mid took up your ass, too," Ivor added slyly.
She looked surprised.
"You got jizz running out of your asshole, too," her husband explained.
She smiled on his cock, pleased that all of her sins were common knowledge.
"He wasn't much older than Chuck," she purred. "When I was sucking his prick, I was pretending that I was giving our son a blowjob…"
Ivor grunted and his cock jumped savagely. Chuck's cock was hammering, too, as he heard his mother express her incestuous longing.
"I think about sucking Chuck off a lot, darling." The wicked woman was panting on her husband's prick as she confessed to her base desire. "I'd love to milk our son off in my mouth and swallow his sweet spunk."
Ivor was getting in the mood for this pillow talk.
"Yeah, baby – yeah! I think about fucking Frostie, too," he croaked. "She's a sexy bitch – I'd love to fuck her face and then her cunt!"
"Oooooh – that makes me hot!" Rachel whimpered. "I'd love to watch you fuck our daughter – while our son was stuffing my cunt full of hard prick!"
Ivor assumed this was only talk.
But Rachel knew better – and Chuck and Frostie were starting to get the picture, to realize that their fantasies could easily become reality.
Chuck's cock was hard as a hammer as he thought about fucking his sexy mom.
Frostie's fuckhole was flooding as if a dam had given way inside her loins. Already full of her brother's jizz, the girl was hot for a cuntful of her daddy's gigantic cock – and a mouthful, as well.
Chuck pressed his prick to his sister's ass. But he made no attempt to shove it in her. Both kids were wondering the same thing – what would Mom and Dad say if they were to walk in and join them?
But they couldn't be sure and they waited and watched the parental passion play itself out.
Ivor's pisshole was spilling out preliminary spunk and Rachel was lapping it up. The stuff was as thick and viscous as glue on her tongue. She was making sure the kids could see the slime on her lapper as she spooned it up, purring and panting with cock-licker's joy.
She pushed the tip of her tongue into his pisshole, gathering the pre-cum straight from his flaring cock-knob. Then she ducked down and her lips fluted all the way to the hilt of his cockshaft.
Rachel always relished a mouthful of cockmeat – her loving husband's familiar prick or the meat of passing strangers. And it was particularly thrilling now, with the kids looking on.
Ivor's prick was humming like a vibrator. Jizz spilled from her lips and for a moment she thought that he had shot his wad. But it was only more pre-cum. His prick stayed hard and his balls swelled huger.
She hesitated, tempted to milk him off and drink his delicious cum. But she wanted the children to see her getting fucked, as well.
She plucked his prick from her mouth and fluttered her tongue on the greasy cock-knob, licking up the milky seepage with hungry moans and whimpers.
Then she knelt upright, her mouth coated with cum, gooey gobs running down her chin. She threw one knee across and straddled him.
His cock towered up against her belly, so long that the knob was brushing the undersides of her heavy tits. Her back was to the door, blocking the view for the moment – but not for long.
Rachel knew how to choreograph a performance, to arrange things so that there wasn't a bad seat in the house. She began to slide up his prick as if she were climbing a tree. His cockknob slipped into her groin.
She balanced atop his cock, squirming and wriggling, only the tip in her cunt.
She could imagine what it looked like from the hallway as she squatted over his cock. Her cunt-lips were sucking on the purple knob, and pussy-nectar was streaming lavishly down his veined cock and washing over his pulsating balls. His ventral vein was throbbing.
"I'm thinking about Chuck, darling!" she sighed.
Father and son both moaned.
"I'm making believe that I'm sitting on Chuck's big prick – and you can pretend that I'm Frostie while I ride your cock, darling!"
Ivor grinned. He had already been doing just that – although, unlike his wife, Ivor assumed that it was only make-believe.
Rachel began to lower her cunt, taking his gigantic cock into her inch by inch. The fascinated teenagers watched their father's prick vanish little by little. Then Rachel dropped down and took it all.
Her cunt-slot was plastered around the base of his cock and his balls were jammed to her ass.
She held it all up her pussy and reached behind her ass to fondle his cumbags. But then she realized that her hand was blocking her kids' view and she moved it aside again. She twisted her cunt on his cock, grinding her ass and jerking her belly.
Cunt-juice and pre-cum oozed from her steaming fuckhole, thick as flour and water paste.
She put her hands on her asscheeks and opened them, giving Chuck and Frostie a look at her gooey shithole. That tiny slot was still oozing out din.
Then Rachel began to ride.
Saddled on Ivor's loins, she went up and down with deliciously slow strokes. Ivor humped up to meet her, matching her lingering pace, his balls flopping below his cock.
Ivor was moaning and his prick was hammering inside her. But Rachel didn't want him to cream so soon. She wanted the kids to get a frontal of her naked body, too. Having showed them her shithole, she was hot to feel their eyes on her tits and cunt bush.
She dropped down all the way on his cock. Then she began to pivot her body around on that prick.
The lithe lady spun slowly around without taking Ivor's cock out of her wet pussy, so that now, still riding his cock, she was turned towards the watchers.
She looked down into her groin to get a glimpse of what she was showing the kids. Her cunt was spread wide around the root of Ivor's prick, crammed full of cock.
Goo came out like paste. She wriggled around, heaving her fat tits out, feeling herself up. She pulled at her nipples, then tugged on her clit. Her mouth was open as she panted and her face was contorted by lust.
Her fuckhole flowed with cream like white frosting.
Rachel could just imagine what her son must be thinking as he gazed at her maternal cunt.
Was her daughter drooling over it, too?
She sure hoped so!
And Frostie sure was!
Frostie was flicking her tongue out as she stared at her mom's delicious-looking pussy. The sight was making her so cunt-hungry she almost felt sheepish about it. A teenager shouldn't want to sink her tongue into her own mother's cunt, she figured. But knowing her desire was wicked only made the girl hungrier for that cunt.
Frostie was as hot for Mom as she was for Dad.
She jerked back against her sibling's cock as her fevered imagination went wild.
She dipped her hand down into her own pussy and spooned up a palmful of cunt-juice from that gooey grotto. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and began to lap it up, wishing her palm were her mother's pussy.
Oh, how that naughty nymphette longed to suck her mother's juicy cunt – especially right after her daddy had shot it full of jizz, so that she would be getting a double dose of incest nectar from that scrumptious pussy!
Would Mom let Frostie eat her out? The girl wasn't sure. But there were few things Rachel wanted more.
Rachel began to rise and fall.
The steaming fragrance of her fuckhole was rising to her face, and the woman knew that tantalizing aroma must be drifting to the archway, as well – that her son and daughter were breathing in the fumes of her foaming fuckhole. It would certainly excite Chuck – and Rachel hoped that Frostie was getting cunt-hungry, too.
She slid up Ivor's cock and poised with only the huge head in her cunt. Then she sank back down and stuffed her pussy to the brim again. He pumped up. Rachel felt as if she were transfixed on his prick, impaled through and through, his knob nudging through her vital organs.
She was grinding steadily on his groin, swaying and squirming. Her curvaceous body bridged and bowed, tits looming up, hips churning.
Rachel was ready to juice off now, waiting for Ivor to shoot up her as she creamed.
Her cunthole was pulling hungrily on his cock, trying to suck his spunk out.
"Cum, darling! Slime in me! Ooooh! I'm melting! Feed me your fuck-juice! I'm thinking it's Chuck's!"
Ivor slammed up, his body bridging deeply.
"Here it cums, baby!" he gasped.
"Yeah! Jizz me, Chuck! Cum in me, Chuck!" she fantasized.
"Take it, Frostie!" Ivor groaned, joining in with his wife's incestuous imaginings.
Rachel pushed her pussy down as Ivor's prick began to spray off. A geyser shot into the depths of her cunt. She creamed on his spurting stalk. Ivor kept pumping the jizz jets up her, and she kept riding and juicing off, creaming again each time he squirted.
She pulled up and pumped down. He was shooting as his cock sank in and shooting again as it pulled out, filling her fuck box to the brim with boiling spunk.
She could feel each spurt hit her solidly. She could hear the stuff splash in her cunt core. He was almost blowing her off the end of his prick.
Her clit was vibrant, cumming over and over again, going off like dynamite. Her cunt-cum was pouring out like plastic explosives. She rode wildly, milking his cock and working herself through her cuming.
Ivor drove his prick up and Rachel dropped down, taking it all, another hot dose hosing her horny loins. They held at the crest, then began to come down slowly.
Ivor slumped on the floor, his balls empty, his prick spent – but still blessedly stiff.
She kept bobbing her cunt up and down for a few moments, working off her fading spasms.
Done, she sank down, panting, looking between her legs and seeing the cum gush from her cunt. His cock was buried, still nice and firm. Her own groin, stuffed with cock and oozing cunt cunt-cum and spunk, looked so scrumptious that Rachel wished she could go down on herself.
And she knew that it must look every bit as tantalizing to Chuck – and maybe Frostie, too.
It was time to get her kids involved.
And, with no qualms at all, Rachel was planning on doing just that.