Back inside the house, Linda ran immediately to her room. She stripped away her still dangling shorts, removed her blouse, and pulled on a bright yellow summer dress. It was quite short on her, a dress she had not worn in some time. The style was no longer in, but only because of the short length.
Needing something to do, she sat at her dresser and brushed her long hair until it gleamed, thinking about what she had seen in the woods. She could still visualize her son's enormous cock, see the way Tami's pussy devoured it hungrily. It was such a beautiful cock, she thought, so much larger than she would have suspected. And Tami… her body was so lovely, so sweet. Linda realized she had not really been seeing her children. They were growing up, becoming young adults.
Her pussy continued to tingle and twitch as she let the vision burn into her mind. Pressing her thighs tightly together, she moaned softly with the pleasure it created. There was a slight flush on her lovely face, a flush not of shame or shyness now, but the flush of a tormenting inner heat. It seemed as if tiny bubbles kept bursting deep within her cunt, the way a glass of soft drink tickled her nose.
Linda thought her son and daughter had looked so beautiful, there in the woods, the sun burning down upon their nakedness.
She didn't know what had made them look in her direction. Maybe she had made some kind of sound, some noise, a moan. But in a way, Linda felt, it was exciting. If they had seen her running away, she realized, they would certainly have seen her gleaming white ass, naked. And, Linda thought suddenly, she didn't care. What did it matter now? They had seen her with David, saw her take his young prick into her mouth and suck him off, hadn't they?
She knew she should feel ashamed of herself, and not just for what they had seen their mother doing, but for Tami and Greg, too. But, oddly, Linda could not feel that way now. It was far too exciting, and she felt a shiver ripple up and down her back.
She heard the slamming of the back door, and knew her children had returned. She felt a pounding of her heart, a sudden elation that was at the same time frightening and pleasurable. Her nerve ends tingled, yet she did not feel nervous. She knew she could not hide from them forever; she had to face them sooner or later. Taking a deep breath, she got up on stiff legs, and walked into the living room.
Tami and Greg were sitting on the couch, close together. Her daughter looked up at her as she entered the room. Linda noticed Tami's face was a bit flushed, and there was a wary expression in her eyes. Greg kept his eyes lowered to the floor, his hands clasped in his lap.
Linda paused and gazed at her children for a long, tense moment, a nervous smile playing about her lips. Finally she said, her voice sounding strange, "Well, you two certainly look happy today."
She received no reply.
Moving across the room, Linda stood before the huge chair she usually sat in. She stood there a moment, then sat down. Crossing her long, lowly thighs, she looked all around except at her son and daughter. That tingle between her thighs was becoming hotter, and Linda could almost feel the tenseness in the room.
Greg lifted his eyes from the floor and glanced quickly at his mother. His eyes popped wide. As Linda had crossed her long thighs, the short dress hiked very high, and Greg found himself looking almost to his mother's ass. He had never really seen his mother's body before, other than what he and Tami had witnessed the day before. He had seen her thighs when she wore shorts, of course, but somehow, seeing his mother in a dress was more exciting to him. He thought of how she had been as he pocked in the window, her legs wide, her hairy pussy revealed, her mouth wrapped about David's cock, sucking greedily. His cock began to throb inside his pants.
Linda sighed, shifting her bottom toward the back of the cushion. She knew what she was doing, and wondered why. My God, she thought, this is my son and daughter! Am I loosing my mind completely? First David, now Tami and Greg!
Greg could see all the way up to his mother's thigh now, see the white flesh where her bikini ended. He shook slightly, and Tami glanced at him. She saw where he was gazing, and she looked that way. A smile spread over her pretty face. Something was about to happen, she sensed, and looked at her mother's face for a moment, trying to read it. All she saw was a slight blush, a brighter expression in her mother's half-closed eyes.
Then, suddenly, Linda uncrossed her legs. As she did so, she allowed her knees to part briefly. Tami and Greg caught a swift glimpse of the dark, curling hair. Feeling a slight shame of what she did, Linda got to her feet and went to the tiny two-stooled bar at the corner near the fireplace. She had deliberately exposed herself to Tami and Greg, and she trembled with a strange pleasure. As Linda slipped behind the bar, bending to the low refrigerator, Tami whispered to her brother, "She isn't wearing panties!"
"I saw," Greg whispered back.
Their mother straightened, holding a frosty bottle of Coke in her hand. "Anyone want a Coke?"
Linda took her Coke to the front of the bar, and propped her bottom onto a stool. She turned sideways to them and sipped at the Coke, not really wanting it. There were strange thoughts flowing through her mind, and she felt excited. Her hand shook slightly, and she watched Tami and Greg from the cower of her eyes. She was desperate for some response from them, some sign that they knew what she was doing, that they accepted it. But there was nothing, only those shy glances.
The summer dress was sleeveless, as she lifted her arm to sip at the Coke, Tami and Greg noticed their mother was not wearing a bra, either. They could see the alluring curve of her breast there, almost, but not quite, to the nipple.
Grog's cock had bloomed into a full, throbbing hardness, and he was doing his damnedest to conceal it. Tami, having no such problem, but knowing very well what was wrong with Greg, giggled.
"Shhhh," Greg hissed, poking his sister in the ribs.
"Something funny, Tami?" Linda asked.
"No, I just thought about something, that's all." Pretending she was unaware, Linda twisted on the stool let her knees come wide apart. She gazed off into the distance, hooking one heel on the rung of the stool.
Tami and her brother stared up their mother's long thighs, looking right at her hairy twat. Then, Linda dropped her foot and stood up. Without looking at her children, she left the room. She was shaking badly. It was done; she had deliberately allowed them to see her coat… and they had not responded. At least not the way she had wanted them to.
Surely, she thought as she went to her room, they knew how she felt. They had seen her with their own eyes, at least Tami was aware of her pecking at them in the woods. Now, she had gone out of her way to expose herself to them, did everything but scream her readiness. But they didn't take her up on it. Maybe they didn't like her – thought her perverse and strange. She had certainly snapped at them enough to make them hate her.
As she paced her bedroom, ringing her hands nervously, Tami and Greg stayed behind.
"I think she did it on purpose," Tami said. "I don't know, Tami," Greg was doubtful.
"Maybe we just never noticed it before. Maybe Mom goes around without panties all the time and we've just never seen it."
"Well," Tami said, "I'm gonna find out, just the same."
"How?" he questioned.
"I don't know, but I'm gonna find out. I think Mother would like to screw you, Greg."
"You're crazy!"
"I don't think I am," Tami said.
"Look how she's been with us, always yelling, mad about something," he reminded her. "That's no way to get a guy, is it?"
"You're not a guy," Tami said. "You're her son. There's a difference."
"You don't make any sense, Tami," he said. "If Mother was interested in me, that way, she, wouldn't be yelling at me all the time."
"What would she do, then?" Tami asked. "She'd… I don't know."
"What about just now?" Tami smiled. "Showing it to us. Maybe that's how she's asking."
"You're full of shit, Tami," Greg said, still unconvinced.
"Maybe, but I'm gonna find out, just the same."
"How?" he asked again.
"I don't know, but I will."
She got up, flouncing her cute bottom from the room. Going to her own bedroom, Tami got clean clothes, then went to the bathroom. She wasn't sure how she could find out if her mother was doing these things deliberately or not, but she felt it was true. She stripped herself and crawled into the shower, turning the water on. She soaped herself, then rinsed. She was standing there naked, drying herself, when the door opened.
Linda stepped into the bathroom, stopping short. She stared at her naked daughter. "Oh! I didn't know you were in here, Tami." Her voice shook as she looked at the small, perfect breasts, the triangle of curly hair, the long thighs. "I came to get the dirty clothes. I have to wash and…"
She stopped talking.
Tami stood looking back at her mother. She saw Linda shiver slightly, and the place her mother looked upon was obvious to her. A bit worried, but determined to find out if her mother had revealed her cunt to them deliberately, she stepped from the tub and dropped the towel. Anticipating a burst of anger from her mother, she lifted her hands and cupped her breasts, gazing steadily into her mother's face. She squeezed the breasts, then caressed down her stomach, through the curling hair and her hips.
"Oh!" Linda yelped, watching.
Tami smiled, her lips quivering, and sat upon the toilet. Warily watching her mother, ready to give some excuse, she opened her legs wide, and traced the tips of her fingers along her inner thighs, clan to her exposed pussy.
Linda watched the fingers, her fists clenched at her sides, breathing harshly, her breasts heaving up and down. As her daughter began to stroke lightly at her clit, Linda gasped and made a whimpering sound deep in her throat. A girl had never appealed to her before, but something was happening to her, to her body. She was responding to what her daughter was doing. Her pussy twitched hotly as she saw Tami slowly press a finger up her cunt, and her eyes burned with hot desire.
Linda began inching her short skirt upwards. Tami watched her mother's thighs being revealed, then the thick cunt hair was exposed… Linda held her skirt to her waist, and still staring at her daughter's finger thrusting wantonly in and out of her pussy now, spread her feet on the floor and, moaning, stabbed a finger into her boiling cunt.
"Oh, Mother!" Tami murmured, her voice hot.
"Tami… oh, God, Tami!"
They gazed as they finger-fucked, then Linda withdrew her finger. She moved on weak legs to stand in front of her sitting daughter. Tami looked up at her mother, no longer wary now, but excited. Linda still held her dress about her waist.
"Mother, are you gonna…" Tami breathed, rubbing at her inflamed clitoris. "Mother, do it for me!"
"Oh, baby!" Linda wailed, dropping to her knees before her daughter. She placed her palms on Tami's thighs, her fingers digging into the hot flesh. Her eyes gleamed brightly, her tongue flicking at suddenly dry lips. "What is wrong? What is happening with us?"
"It's all right, Mother," Tami whispered softly, stroking her mother's cheek. "It's all right."
There was an overpowering desire that flooded Linda's wins, a desire to kiss that pretty pussy, the cunt of her own daughter. She struggled against it, slowly losing. With a sob, she buried her face into Tami's lap, her hands sliding along the warm hips. She kissed the warm flesh of Tami's stomach, just below the dimpled navel. She felt her daughter caressing the back of her head, and she whimpered like a lost, beaten animal.
"It's all right, Mother," Tami continued to whisper. "It's all right."
Linda shivered violently. Her mind whirled insanely. She was caught in the grip of an overwhelming erotic force that she could not understand. So much had happened in just two days, more than she could cope with. She felt compelled to do wicked things, deliciously wicked things.
She lifted her face, gazing up at Tami. Her eyes were wet with tears, but whether they were tears of shame, disgust, or sheer happiness, Linda didn't know. She stroked her fingers over Tami's quivering stomach, then along the inner sides of her slender thighs. She lowered her eyes to gaze once again at the prettiness of her daughter's cunt. Her hand trembled as she brought it close, paused.
"Touch me, Mother," Tami urged in a soft, excited voice. "It's all right if you do. I want you to touch me… there."
Watching her hand as though it belonged to someone else, Linda brushed the tip of one finger along a puffy cunt lip, traced it through the curly hair, down the other lip. She felt her daughter trembling. Very gently, she probed the tip of her finger against Tami's pulsing clitoris, then bent to rub lightly upon it.
"Ooooo," Tami crooned thickly. "Ohhhh, Mother! Ahhhh… oh, golly! Yes!"
Tami gripped her mother's wrist, slipped the extended finger downward, and Linda watched with pounding heart as her daughter inserted the finger between those warm, wet lips. Tami pressed her mother's finger into her cunt, held it tight for a moment, then began to push and pull on Linda's hand. Linda stared at her finger being thrust in and out of the sweet twat, aroused by the lewd sight.
"Do it, Mother!" Tami urged as she released her grip on Linda's wrist. "Do it to me!"
Linda gazed at her hand, but continued to move, her finger stabbing back and forth at her daughter's cunt. Her eyes became foggy, and she could hardly see. And her finger kept fucking, fucking.
Tami again held her mother's head, and she began to slowly pull Linda's face close. She murmured incoherently as she brought her mothers face close to her cunt. Linda felt the steaming heat of her daughter's pussy against her face, and her tongue fluttered over her lips, moistening them.
Then, with a sob, Linda pulled her finger from the clinging pussy and pressed her lips to it. The silky pubic hair tickled her nose and cheeks, and the moistness seemed to sear her lips. She pursed her lips and kissed Tami's cunt. She started to pull away, but again something seemed to snap in her mind. Her lips opened of their own accord, and Linda found them sucking at her daughter's inflamed clit.
"Ahhhh… oooooo, Mother!" Tami mewled softly, drawing her mother's face tightly into her steaming snatch. "Oh, golly, yes! Do that to me, Mother. Mmmmm, I like it… love that! Oooooo!"
She lifted her legs and draped them over her mother's shoulders, closing her hot little thighs against Linda's cheeks. She locked her heels about her mother's back, writhing her naked bottom on the toilet. Her pussy twitched excitedly as her mother's lips drew upon her clit, and the tongue flicked the sensitive tip.
Closing her eyes, Linda lapped at the seeping pussy of her daughter, thrilled and horrified at the same time. She chewed delicately at the explosive tip, then licked the flat surface of her tongue up and down, her mouth wide. She gripped Tami's shaking hips as she kissed, sucked and licked. Her own body was shaking, but her cunt was boiling in a way it never had before. Her nipples had become painfully swollen, and felt as though they would bunt. Even her buttocks seemed swollen as she flexed them.
Tami whimpered with the ecstasy that filled her small body. The suction her mother applied to her clit was greater than anything she had felt. It was better, even, than David or her brother fucking her, she thought. She held the back of her mother's head still, moaning in pleasure.
Linda wiggled her tongue past the wet lips of her daughter's cunt, and thrust it in and out, stabbing at the steaming hole. As she tongued, she alternated the strokes with a lick up over the swollen clitoris, sending Tami into tremors of ecstasy. Her mind was blank to everything, except what she was doing. She did not feel remorse, shame, nor guilt. All she felt at this moment was pleasure, boiling hot erotic pleasure. Her tongue began to lick faster, harder, and she moaned softly. Her own pulses were racing wildly throughout her body, her mind reeling. Her fingers dug harshly into the soft hips of Tami as she sucked and stabbed and licked.
"Ooooo, Mother!" Tami gurgled as her mother licked harder and faster, her small feet banging at Linda's back. "Ahhhhhh… Mother! Golly… golly! Ohhhh, that's good! So good! Harder, Mother… harder!"
She wiggled her naked ass on the toilet, writhing her pussy into her mother's devouring lips and stabbing tongue. Linda detected the shivers that indicated her daughter was on the verge of orgasm, and she licked furiously, wanting Tami to come, to come by the efforts she applied.
"Ooooo-ohhhh!" Tami mewled, her head thrown back and eyes closed. She bit at her bottom lip as the rumbling sensation started in her stomach. "I'm about… about to… come!"
Linda lashed in a fury, her tongue going everywhere. She gripped Tami's hips, pulling the sweet twat tighter yet into her mouth, sucking almost brutally upon the pulsing clitoris. Tami shook more violently, squeals bubbling from her clenched mouth.
"Ohhhhh, yes! There! I'm coming, Mother! Oooooo… I'm coming! Ohhhhh… ahhhhh, yes, yes, yes!"
Linda's tongue was deep inside Tami's cunt when her daughter convulsed. She could feel the tight contractions about her tongue, and the thighs against her checks seemed to grow hotter, burning her flesh. She lapped at Tami's cunt until the shaking stopped, then sat back, her eyes filled with tern as she looked up at her daughter.
Tami was slumped on the toilet, her legs wide apart, hands hanging at her sides. Her delightful breasts heaved up and down as she gasped softly. Being gentle, she traced a finger up and down the wet pussy, then got to her feet. She looked down at her exhausted daughter for a long time, then turned and left the bathroom, without speaking.
In her room, Linda sat on her bed, her hands folded in her lap, thinking about what she had just done. Her face was still moist, and she ran her tongue over her lips, tasting the lingering flavor of her daughter. Something was happening to her, and Linda was afraid. She did not understand her actions, did not understand what had compelled her to suck Tami's cunt. David she could understand; he was a boy at least. But Linda had never experienced the desire to lick a cunt before.
A slight noise made her lift her head. She caught a brief glimpse of Tami in the hallway. Getting to her feet, she peered out. She saw Tami at the end of the hall, her naked bottom gleaming prettily. Linda ducked back just as she saw Greg join his sister. She saw them, hand-in-hand, going toward his room.
Linda knew that Tami would tell her brother what she had done. She felt a mixture of ecstasy and horror. What would her son think of her, she wondered. Seeing her suck David's cock was one thing, but to know that his mother had licked a pussy was something else.
Worried, she sprawled out on her bed, her head cupped in her arms, thinking, waiting, anticipating.