Chapter 10
For the next few days Billy and Ann hardly saw each other.
Ann knew it was up to her to try to patch things up. After all, she was the adult in the family, and she had been the one to start the whole perverted mess.
Finally, she gathered enough courage to go to her son's room. She knocked on his door.
"Come in," Billy called.
"This wasn't your fault," Ann said to her son as she went to sit on his bed.
Billy wanted to grab the woman, but he knew this wasn't the right time.
"Oh, Mom, I'm so sorry," Billy said. "You wanted to stop fucking me but I wouldn't let you."
"And I feel that it's my fault that you lost Karen," Ann said.
They talked until they both felt as good as they could. Then Ann said she was going out to work in the garden-she needed fresh air.
Billy understood her to mean that she didn't want to fuck him again, at least not at the moment.
But before Ann could leave the house, a knock was heard on the back door. She answered it and was surprised to find Karen there.
"Hello," Karen said. "Can I talk to Billy?"
"Hello, honey," Ann said happily. "Sure, come right in."
Ann called Billy, then went out to the garden. Billy heard Karen's voice and ran down as fast as he could. Karen looked beautiful to the horny kid.
"Billy; my father wants to take me away. He's looking for a new job in another town," Karen said. "Oh, Billy, I've missed you."
Billy ran to the girl and they wrapped their arms around each other. Billy filled a hand with one of her tits.
"I've missed you too," he said.
"I'll never forgive my father if he takes me away. '
"I want to take you away to my room right now," Billy said.
As soon as they got to Billy's room, they began
- stripping. While he watched Karen's gorgeous body come into view, Billy's memory came alive with their previous times together. He knew he was about to reexperience that ecstasy.
The accumulated horniness of a week's abstinence made him so eager to get his hands on the girl, he left his socks on rather than waste another second.
Now as they hugged and kissed, they felt their naked bodies press together. Shuffling over to the bed without letting go of each other, they fell onto it still embracing and kissing.
"Billy, I've been thinking about fucking you day and night," Karen said when Billy took his mouth from hers.
"So have I," he breathed into her ear. "I've been jerking off thinking about your cunt.
Karen ran her lingers through Billy's hair as he moved down to suck her tits. Burying his face in those mountains of softness made his prick twitch more powerfully, and he was eager to do this right. He wouldn't stick his cock in her until they were both insane with excitement.
"Um-m-m, I love that," Karen said as Billy took one hard nipple into his mouth. "Suck it harder!
That's it!"
The nipple in his mouth was nourishing the boy with lust. As he pressed his tongue on that stiff, puckered knob, his hand slid down her velvet-smooth stomach to her cunt. Combing his fingers through the curls, he wrapped his hand around that plump curve. Once again, Billy realized how a pussy could be a never-ending source of bliss.
Karen let her thighs sag open, loosening the lips of her cunt. Billy traced her long slot with his middle finger, gradually slipping it into the damp mouth. In a few seconds, his finger was swimming in hot, slippery juice.
"Rub a little higher," Karen said. "Right there. Yeah! Oh-h-h!"
Billy felt the hard kernel of her clit under his finger. He diddled that little bud for a while, then moved his finger to the entrance to her tunnel.
As.Karen spread her lets wider, he slid his finger high up her cunt. It spread to accommodate him.
"God, Karen, I just go nuts every time I stick my finger up your cunt," Billy said.
"So do I, Billy," she said in a far-away voice. "Stick another finger in. Stretch me."
Billy moved his index finger in beside his middle finger and spread them. Her tunnel walls stretched like hot, wet rubber. Feeling around in that chamber, Billy felt how cavernous it could become with a little stretching.
He began to wiggle farther down that lithe body, traveling the familiar path to her pussy. Sliding his face along her smooth skin, Billy smelled and tasted her sweetness.
Karen's body twisted and squirmed under him, telling him of her passion. By the time he was between her legs, looking into the pink mouth of her pussy, she was holding her thighs wide in an obvious invitation.
Before putting his face into that hairy muff, though, Billy spread her lips to get a good view of an open cunt. It looked like a pink butterfly pinned to a board for exhibition. As he lowered his mouth to her cunt, he glanced up past Karen's tits to her face. She was wearing an angelic expression of happiness.
Breathing the moist odor of her pussy, Billy touched her clit with the tip of his tongue, making her body jerk. As he began to cover that gash with swift licks, Karen began singing in rapture.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h! Um-m-m-m-m, Billy! O-o-o-o-o, suck me! You're wonderful, Billy!"
Her words and sounds of joy made the boy give every ounce of his skill to the task of eating her cunt. Slippery juice ran down his chin and smeared over his cheeks.
Out in the garden, Ann felt the pleasure of her generous self-denial overpowered by passion. Mothers enjoy making sacrifices for their children, but the thought of that sexy young chick fucking her son while she broke her fingernails pulling weeds was too much.
She couldn't help going into the house, trembling with the anticipation of what she was about to do. Although she hadn't thought of any plan, approaching her son's room brought her wanton nature to the surface.
When she saw that his door was open, she raised her hand to her tits, taking them into a tight grip. Her cunt was already wet. She had the feeling that her perversion was about to take a great leap forward. A few more steps brought Billy and Karen into view.
She knew that she wouldn't have been under her son's sucking face even if Karen hadn't arrived. But now Ann was more eager than ever to feel that boy's tongue in her own snatch. And the sight of the young girl's tits, wobbling wildly on her chest as she gyrated in pleasure, added to her excitement.
Standing there, frozen with lust, Ann unfastened her slacks and slid her hand over her hungry pussy.
Although her finger was a poor substitute for Billy's tongue, it had the effect of doubling her up with extreme passion. She heard herself gasp. The kids apparently hadn't heard her, though, because they didn't look at her. They were bound to see her there eventually, she knew, and when they did... In her state of desperation, Ann was past caring.
As Billy slithered his tongue from Karen's tunnel to her clit again, he kept his eyes on her face. But suddenly he was attracted by a rhythmic motion in his doorway. When he focused on his mother with one hand in her pants rubbing her cunt and the other squeezing her tit, he felt a rush of new energy. Every time he thought he was at the pinnacle of excitement it seemed something would happen to multiply that sensation.
Billy didn't know any better than did his mother what would happen next, but he knew another door to perversion was about to open. And he was ready.
Apparently, the sight of his mother affected his cunt-lapping, so Karen felt that something had happened. Lifting her head, she looked down and saw Billy's eyes staring off to the side. When she followed his gaze and discovered Ann jerking off in the doorway, she also felt a rush of increased excitement.
Although Karen knew about their incest, she didn't expect to become part of it. But she found that she didn't mind being watched by her boy friend's mother. In fact, it was exciting.
Karen remembered seeing that woman riding her father's cock and how impressed she had been at the sight of Ann's body. She didn't know what was going to happen either, but she was eager to find out.
With the two kids' eyes on her, Ann felt the pleasure of exhibitionism rise within her. Her blatant display didn't seem to bother them; Billy kept licking Karen's cunt, and Karen kept writhing with passion. Ann began to walk toward them. Her hands were still at work on her own body.
"I couldn't stay away," she said. "I had to come to you."
"I-I'm glad," Karen said, still shaking with the ecstasy of having her twat lapped.
Ann sat down on the bed beside her son. She let go of her tit, although she kept her other hand in her pants, and pushed Billy's hips, rolling him onto his side. His hard prick sprang out from under him. Ann took it in a tight embrace.
While Billy kept sucking Karen's cunt, his mother lowered her face to his cock. Karen lifted her head again to see the woman take that stiff spike into her mouth. When she dropped her head back on the pillow she knew she was getting into something special, something so exciting it made her head spin.
Billy moved over. Dragging Karen's hips with him he made room for his mother. With his face in
Karen's cunt and his mother's mouth on his prick, he was soaring high in the sky of sexual delight. He could tell by the way his mother was sucking him with enthusiasm that she had become very horny too.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, I think I'm going to come," Karen moaned. "Ye-e-e-ah!"
Billy was glad to see that Karen hadn't become shy now that his mother was in bed with them. Her voice was just as wanton and loud as ever. The girl's wails of pleasure thrilled Ann too while she was waiting for her own turn to howl.
Ann had never been in bed with an orgasming woman before. Lifting her head slightly so she could see past her son's body, she watched the young girl shake. Karen was lifting her head and shoulders from the bed as her climax convulsed her body. Ann knew that she looked like that too when she came, and she suddenly felt a desire to have Karen watch her in the throes of orgasm.
"Oh-h-h-h-h! Yes-s-s-s-s-s!" the younger girl screamed.
Billy, lifting his wet face, looked down at his mother. She was curled up on the bed beside him, her clothes disheveled, her mouth wrapped around his cock. She had finally taken her hand out of her pants so she could hold her son's balls and ass while she ate him.
Karen began maneuvering so she could watch close-up this incestuous blow-job. The slurping sounds coming from the un ion of cock and mouth made her own mouth water for a prick to suck. She began stroking Billy's thigh just under Ann's bobbing chin.
Opening her eyes, Ann saw Karen's face hovering near hers. She saw the hunger in her eyes. In another act of generosity, she took her mouth from Billy's cock, offering it to the young girl. Karen accepted the wet prick gladly. She wanted to show Ann that she could suck a cock with the best of them.
With her eyes staring into Ann's, Karen opened her mouth and took the huge rod into it. She sucked with Ann's rhythm- Both women had their hands on Billy's balls and shaft.
Billy, watching the girl' passing his prick back and forth, was getting the greatest blow-job of his short sexual career. He could tell that Karen had a lot to learn about that kinky art-his mother sucked him with more finesse, but Karen's eager mouth was doing very well.
"I'll bet not many kids your age have been sucked like this," Ann said to her son as she crawled up beside him.
"I guess not," Billy gasped. "And, oh-h-h, it's great!"
Karen giggled with her mouth full.
Ann kissed her son. Billy reached for the buttons of her blouse, opening them eagerly. His hand pulled out a tit, and he kneaded it like dough. Ann, wiggling her shoulders, managed to get her blouse off. If she was going to get her share of the fun, she was going to have to undress.
Ann pulled off her slacks and undies as the sucking girl and her own son watched. When she was nude, she slithered back down her son's body. Karen handed the prick back over to Ann. As soon as Ann had that cock in her mouth again, she could tell that it was about to erupt.
Eager to share Billy's spewing load with Karen, Ann pulled her mouth from the cock and pumped the loose skin so they could both watch the fountain of gism.
"O-o-o-o!" Karen gasped when she saw the beads of cum shoot into the air.
"A beautiful sight, isn't it?" Ann said.
"Oh-h-h! Uh-h-h-h-h! Shit!" Billy cried.
In a few seconds, there was thick jism all over Billy's belly, prick, thighs, and on Ann's hand. When she lifted her hand to her mouth and began licking up the mess, Karen leaned forward and cleaned Billy's cum from his belly and pubic hair with her tongue. Then Ann licked his balls clean.
"I can't believe this," Billy said. "It's too fantastic."
Ann finally lifte<J her head. Karen did the same. Seeing some of the white fluid on Ann's chin, the younger girl quickly stuck out her tongue and wiped that last drop right off Ann's face. Ann looked surprised at that bold move, then smiled with the realization that Karen was every bit as kinky as she.
Now Ann was the only one who hadn't come, but Billy was going to remedy that right away. He swiveled around, pushed his mother down on her back, and crawled between her legs. With Karen lying beside him, Billy put his face into his mother's crotch.
Karen watched closely. She could see how Ann's cunt opened over Billy's cheeks. She could even see Billy's tongue in the pink slot, moving all around and disappearing up the cave. Her mouth was watering, but she didn't know if she should take a turn at lapping that cunt. Would that be going too far? she. wondered.
"You have a gorgeous body, Mrs. Clark," Karen said.
"Call me Ann, sweetheart," Ann said. "And thank you. So do you. Gee, it's nice getting compliments while having my cunt licked."
"I saw you and my father fucking once," Karen said. "I remembered how wonderful you looked sitting on him, bouncing up and down."
Karen was turning out to be a big surprise.
"You kids are terrific," Ann said. "Hurray for the younger generation."
"I'll never forget how you looked as you came," Karen continued. "You really looked beautiful."
"Oh, honey, thank you," Ann said. "Oh-h-h-h-h! M-m-m-m-m! And so did you just now when Billy was eating you."
Ann liked carrying on a conversation, especially such a flattering one, while having her son suck her cunt. It was making the pussy-lapping a very special one.
Karen put her hand on Ann's thigh. The feeling of lusty adventure between the two women was creating a special bond between them. Although neither of them had any experience with lesbianism, they both knew that they were ready for that big step.
Billy could see Karen's finger sliding around on his mother's hip and thigh, near his face. It surprised him, but after what had happened already, he was ready for anything. Even when Karen's fingers slid right into his mother's pubic hair under his nose, Billy knew it had been inevitable.
Karen moved her body into the vee of Ann's spread legs beside Billy, nudging him aside. £fe knew what she was after, and he let her have it. After all, watching Karen eat his mother would be at least as exciting as doing it himself.
Karen began by kissing Ann's thigh. As Billy moved his head out of her way, he was thrilled at the sight of Karen taking his place. Ann, looking down her body at the kids between her legs, was thrilled too.
"I've wanted to try this for a long time," Karen gasped before inserting her face into the soggy cunt Billy had just abandoned for her.
"Karen, sweetheart. Baby. You're wonderful," Ann sighed.
Without wasting any more time, Karen stuck her tongue into the salty slot of Ann's cunt. Remembering how Billy's tongue probed her own twat so gingerly the first time he had eaten her, Ann was flabbergasted at the way Karen threw herself right into it. Her tongue slid around until it found the inner lips, then snaked right up her tube.
Now Billy watched with amazement as Karen proved to be the wildest one of all. Her uninhibited hunger was obvious. His mother's shaking and moaning proved that the girl was doing a good job.
Billy wanted to get into the action somehow, but he couldn't tear himself away from that incredible sight.
Finally, watching wasn't enough. Billy mounted Karen's back, sticking his prick under her ass to her cunt. She thrust her pussy toward the prick as Billy reached down to guide it into her cunt. Sliding the long shaft up that slippery cave, he rested his belly on her high asscheeks. Her ass made a wonderful mattress, and as he pumped, it cushioned his thrusts.
"What a show," Ann said as she watched. "This is more fun than anything I've ever done."
Ann could see Karen's forehead above her pubic hair; behind Karen's head her son's face could be seen wearing an expression of delight as he plowed the young girl's cunt from behind. Ann could also see Billy's ass rising and falling with his lunges. The bed bounced with his rhythm.
As Karen got more and more excited by the fucking she was receiving, her mouth and tongue began to work differently in Ann's twat. Her tongue began to jab Ann's cunt with the same speed that Billy's prick was jabbing hers. The tongue filled her cunt every time she saw her son's ass lunge.
As Ann rose toward her climax, she couldn't help thinking about the strange turns her life had taken recently. She had lost her man. but had gained his daughter. And, of course, she had her own son. She couldn't complain. And who could tell, maybe Jim would change his mind and come back to her. What a family they would make!
But Ann lost her train of thought as her brain exploded in the fireworks of ecstasy.