The afternoon was bright and clear and very warm. Outside, through the glass of the bedroom window, the houses of the neighborhood seemed to glow in the heat, as if rooftops and gardens and lawns had all waited silently for the first sunny day in weeks. Children played happily on the sidewalks, birds chirped in the trees. It was like a painting, she thought, like a painting of a perfect spring day come to life. It was the kind of day when everyone smiled, when everyone seemed to be happy.
But not her Betty Stanton, Lisa's forty-one year-old mother, took a gulp of her Scotch and water and pursed her lips as the liquor burned down her throat. No, she wasn't happy, she thought bitterly. She was beautiful. Her body was slender, with big tits, her face almost unlined, her hair as thick and raven-black as it had ever been. Men still desired her, still got horny looking at her, and Betty knew that that in itself would have made the majority of women positively ecstatic. But she wasn't happy. She wasn't happy at all.
How could she be, when her whole family was fucking each other? Betty replaced the glass on the table and rose unsteadily from her chair next to the bedroom window, pulling her sheer black negligee around the curves of her naked body. There just wasn't any way of ignoring it any more, she reminded herself. Maybe if she hadn't been in the house at certain moments, maybe if she'd had the radio on, or her head under the hair dryer… maybe then she would have been able to keep on pretending.
But she couldn't. They were all fucking each other, and they had been for at least the past two weeks. Betty gulped hard and turned back to the chair, reaching helplessly for the glass of Scotch. It was so obvious. She could hear them humping away at all hours of the day and night. Carl moving stealthily to Lisa's bedroom, her own husband crawling our of their bed late at night to pack his stiff dick into the enveloping folds of his daughter's cunt.
Incest! It was incredible. Betty took a deep swig of the alcohol, doing her best to ignore her growing drunkenness. She had been drinking a lot lately. For the past two weeks, as a matter of fact, ever since the realization of what her husband and children were doing started to creep in on her. Betty giggled hopelessly and returned to her seat, staring unseeingly out the window. It was natural, under the circumstances. Natural for a woman like her to try to drink her problems away. What mother wouldn't in a situation like this?
Her own daughter. That was what was so incredible, about it, Betty thought, what made the whole idea of incest so hard to comprehend. Her son, Carl, and her husband, Frank, were both men, and hard experience had taught her that a horny man was capable of anything. But Lisa. Ever since Lisa had been a little girl, Betty had thought of her as being pure and virginal and sweet, everything a daughter was supposed to be. The knowledge that her own little girl, her teenager Lisa, was willingly fucking her brother and father, humping her young cunt into them as eagerly as a gutter slut in a state of heat… it was almost more than she could bear.
And she knew how much it turned her on. Betty groaned and looked down at herself, shamefully confronting the reality of her big stiff nipples protruding through the negligee. Drinking wasn't all she'd been doing for the past two weeks, she admitted. She'd also been jacking off. Beating off all day and night, pumping her hot fingers through her gurgling pussy hole until the curly-haired lips were rubbed raw from so much masturbation. That was why she was running around in a sheer negligee in the middle of the afternoon. It had gotten to the point where it was too much trouble to take off her clothing to stroke her burning hole.
Deep down inside Betty had always been aware of her attraction to her son, Carl. She had wanted to fuck her darling boy ever since he'd reached puberty, and she couldn't count the times she'd tossed and turned restlessly to thoughts of her son's big young prick. But before her incestuous desires had been much easier to suppress. Now that Lisa had him, now that she could hear her only son and daughter humping away at all hours, her horny needs were veering dangerously close to becoming a reality.
That was why she had to fuck young Johnny. Betty glanced at the clock and smiled nervously bowing that her teenage-year-old suitor would be walking through the bedroom door at any moment. Johnny was the neighborhood paperboy, and Betty had been fucking him twice daily for the past week.
A month earlier, if someone had suggested that she would have seduced a mere teenage-year-old boy, Betty would have been utterly shocked. Now she could only grin weakly at what had already occurred, embarrassed and aroused by her own sexual weakness.
Johnny was one of the most handsome teenagers she had ever seen. For months Betty had been staring at the bulge in his crotch every time he delivered the paper. When she had finally put her hand on his big stiff prick a week ago she had known instant that she would be unable to resist the pleasure of fucking him any longer. How could she when she was so horny? If she hadn't had Johnny to ml her dripping pussy with the smooth thickness of his throbbing dick Betty knew she would hive been jacking off ten times a day.
And he was coming! The front door opened and closed followed by the sound of quick footsteps running up the stairs. A hot flush of desire coursed through Betty's cunt mound, and she had to restrain herself from finger-fucking on the spot. Instead, she sat up in her chair and smoothed the negligee over her naked body, feeling the stiff nipples of her big pendulous tits pushing through the black fabric.
Johnny burst through the bedroom door a second later. He was a tall slender youth, with an innocent face and longish blond hair. He was wearing a wind-breaker and a tight pair of Levi's. Betty unconsciously found herself staring at the lump of his cock. Johnny's dick was obviously quite stiff. He was as horny as she was.
"Hi ya, Mrs. Stanton," Johnny said in his slightly high-pitched voice. "Sorry I'm late. I had to help my mom with some chores and she wouldn't let me [missing text]."
"Never mind that, Johnny," Betty said evenly. "You know I don't care about that. Just come over here and pull down your pants so I can suck your dick. I'm very horny today."
"Awww, Mrs. Stanton, what the hell's the rush?" Johnny replied, smiling as he teased her. "You're very horny every day."
"Please don't be fresh with me, Johnny," Betty said firmly. "Just come over here and pull your pants down. I've been drinking, and you know how hot that always makes me."
"Awwww, Mrs. Stanton, you're always drinking. Jesus Christ!"
But Betty didn't bother to reply. Instead she leaned forward in her chair and kept her eyes hornily on the stiff meat of Johnny's big tool, waiting anxiously as he approached her. Standing in front of the chair, Johnny undid his belt buckle and pulled his pants and underwear swiftly down to his ankles.
"Okay, Mrs. Stanton," Johnny said. He giggled boyishly and lifted his hips, aiming the long swollen length of his dick toward her mouth. "Here it is. You can suck it as much as you want."
"I'm going to do that, Johnny," Betty whispered. She leaned further forward and wrapped her hand tightly around the blue-veined hardness of Johnny's throbbing prick, squeezing his spongy dick flesh in her fingers. Then she feverishly began to swirl her tongue around the bloated head of his rod, lapping up the thick juices that oozed from his cum-slit. "I hope you have a lot of cum in your balls today. I've been waiting to suck you off all day."
"Then suck it, Mrs. Stanton," Johnny muttered anxiously. "Unhh! Your tongue feels really good! Please, start sucking now! My cock really hurts!" Betty continued to lick and kiss the mushroom shaped knob of her young lover's big dick, sighing as she felt his salty cum filling her mouth. Then she opened her mouth wide and thrust her head forward, taking the first three inches of his pulsing sex-meat between her lips. Her lips closed tightly around the pink hardness of his tool, and her checks caved in as she sucked hotly on the cum glistening length of his rhythmically throbbing dick. Then she began to bob her head back and forth, eagerly sucking Johnny's turgid pole as hard as she knew how.
"Unhh! That's good, Mrs. Stanton! Suck my cock harder!" Johnny gasped. He groaned and began to rock his hips, pumping the meat of his rock-hard cock deeper into the buttery warmth of the older woman's mouth.
"Play with my titties, Johnny," Betty demanded shamelessly. Removing her mouth from the shiny knob of his dick-head, she pulled her negligee apart to reveal her huge swaying tits. "My nipples are so hard, it's painful. Go ahead, Johnny, squeeze my tits hard! Then I'll suck you off even better!"
Johnny didn't need any persuasion. As soon as the words had left Betty's mouth, his hands had moved to the rounded orbs of her huge tits, eagerly digging into the creamy flesh. A luscious warmth flooded Betty's body, and she felt her cunt overflowing with hot juice. Whimpering, she clasped tier lips tight around the twitching meat of Johnny's hard-on and began to suck his massive tool even harder.
"Unh, that's good," Johnny gasped. He squeezed and kneaded and milked her jiggling jugs, titillating the rigid red nipples with the tips of his thumbs. "Play with my nuts. Awww shit, Mrs. Stanton, my balls are so full of cum! Play with my nuts and jack rue off! Oh shit, please, I wanna pop my rocks so bad!"
Betty eagerly dropped her hand along the rock hard under shaft of Johnny's blood-engorged prick. Her fingers found the swollen sac of his balls and kneaded them gently. At the same time she began to stroke the loose flesh up and down with her hand, shamelessly jerking the young boy's pulsing cock off right into her mouth.
"I'm cumming now!" Johnny cried. "Unhhh God, your sucking's so good… I can feel it… feel it in my dick and balls… awwww shit… I'm cumming, suck my cock harder… cumming… fuck… fuck… ahhhhhh."
The shaft of Johnny's blood-swollen tool began to twitch wildly in Betty's sucking mouth, and she felt his bloated balls grow bigger in her fingers. Then the warm stream of his cum began to squirt spasmodically from his, aching dick-head. The hot jism burst explosively from his cum slit, gushing deep down Betty's throat. Betty skillfully tightened her grip around his spurting cock and sucked his cumming meat as intensely as possible, hornily drinking down the thick fluid that spouted up from the orbs of his emptying nuts.
"Ahhhhh yes," Johnny sighed. "Unhhh good… cum so hard… so fucking…"
"Did you like that, Johnny?" Betty asked. She ran her tongue wantonly around her full lips to drink up the splattering of his cum cream, smiling giddily. "You enjoy it when I suck your cock, don't you? You always seem to cum so hard in my mouth."
"I sure do!" Johnny exclaimed. "You give the best blow job I've ever had!"
Johnny immediately knelt on the floor and grasped Betty's plumply rounded asscheeks. Her hairy pussy mound was wide open before him, and as he smelled her cunt juices his dick again began to swell with blood; both of them knew how much sucking her hole turned him on. Panting. Johnny dropped is head into the juncture of Betty's wildly spread thighs and eagerly began to tongue and lick the flowering lips of her pussy.
"Nnhhuuuhhh, Johnny… oh yes, oh yessss… unhhhggghhh!" Pulling Johnny's head deeper into her dripping gash, she lifted her ass off the chair and furiously began to pump her pussy into him, wetly humping her fuck hole all over his mouth. "Suck it! Suck my cunt! Suck it, suck it, make me cum!"
Johnny sunk his face deeply into the older woman's pussy. His tongue slurped wetly through the clasping folds of her cunt hole, licking up the warm juices that gushed uncontrollably from the depths of her pussy.
"I'm cumming now!" Betty screamed. "Unnggghhh! Oh Johnny, suck me, suck me, I'm cumming! Harder, Johnny, suck my hole, I'm cumming! Oh there. Oh yes… unngohhhh!"
For a full ten seconds Betty's lushly naked body flipped and humped jerkily in the chair, her pulsing pussy pumping fast and hard into Johnny's face as the spasms drained her body. Then the last force of her cum subsided within her, and she collapsed into the chair.
"Fuck me now, Johnny," she said. Staring at his throbbing tool, Betty spread her legs as wide apart as she could and lifted them over the armrests, putting her cunt slit in position for the invasion of his rock-hard cock. "Go ahead, Johnny, put your big cock in my pussy and work your rocks off in my hole! You can fuck me now. I know you want to. Go ahead and stick your dick in my cunt. Then you can fuck me hard!"
A broad grin spread across Johnny's face, and his big prick bounded stiffer and stiffer in mid-air. Rising from his kneeling position, he leaned over Betty's naked body and fit the bulbous knob of his cock into the flowering folds of her ripe cunt. Then he humped his lean asscheeks forward, easily sliding the length of his blue-veined meat completely up her pussy.
"Awwwww, Johnny, that feels so good!" Betty moaned. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she savored the sensations of having a man's big cock up her cunt hole. Whimpering, Betty pumped her asscheeks off the chair, pumping her pussy rhythmically into the stabbing length of her young lover's cock. "Fuck me, Johnny, fuck me now, fast and hard! Fuck me! That's right, that's right! Fuck meeee!"
Betty's juice-soaked fuck tunnel clung wetly to Johnny's cock, milking the cum from his swollen shaft. Johnny eagerly began to pump his aching tool in and out of the hairy lips of her cunt, his hairless asscheeks contracting rhythmically as he fucked her as hard as he could.
The tempo of Johnny's feverish fucking gradually increased, until the chair began to shake obscenely with the intensity of his humping. Betty wrapped her arms around his shoulders and clung need fully to him, bucking her pussy into his long stiff tool again and again. She knew she was thinking about Carl now. Johnny was such an attractive boy, and it made her ashamed to admit it, but she could never help thinking about her darling son. He was the only one she really wanted to fuck, Betty realized hotly. She wanted her son's big dick up her cunt as badly as she'd ever wanted anything in her life.