Chapter 2
For a long while Karon lay there, while her body shuddered with silent convulsions. Her mind, after that one moment of lucidity, was once again consumed by confusing and whirling thoughts. Anguish, torment, frustration ... and above all, passion. Her hot wet cunt tingled with arousal in its insistent demand for pleasure and satisfaction.
What's the matter with me? Did I actually witness that? My own son fucking his sister! I did! He actually had his prick in her. I watched him shoot off into her cunt. Oh Ted, what have you done to me? You've made me realize you're a hot lusting pussy-loving man. You've got me in heat, just like your sister. Your own mother, standing there, watching you fuck, while she played with herself, like the fuck-starved woman she is! Oh Ted, darling. If only I could have you on top of me, shoving that bone-hard cock into me. If only it was me you were fucking, instead of your sister. Oh God, I want to give myself to you!
Karon breathed raggedly. Her cunt flowered open with more lubricating secretions, while her mind was a tangle of emotions. She groped her way beneath the sheet and pressed her hot trembling body close to her husband's. Her hand moved out, caressed his stomach and chest convulsively. He moaned softly, stirred, but did not awaken. Karon's hand, demanding now, reached for the softness of his limp prick. Her fingers caressed his balls and fondled his sagging cock in an effort to arouse him.
"Rex!" she said in an urgent whisper, pressing tight to her husband. Her lips moved wetly along his neck and up to his ear. Her tongue flicked inside the shell teasingly. "Rex! Wake up and fuck me! I want you Rex. I want you so very much!"
Rex awoke slowly. He was a lean, muscled man of forty-one who still maintained the gracefulness of his youth. He felt the insistent pressure of Karon's fingers moving over his cock and his balls. He knew it at first as if in a dream. But then he was awake and he knew it wasn't a dream. The pressure was real and demanding. He was aware of a tongue searching his inner ear and Karon's hot breath on his cheek.
Oh damn! She's hot and horny again. She wants to get laid, but it's just like all the other times. It's not me she wants, it's her son Ted. She'd much rather have him putting his prick into her. But she can't allow that, because he's her son. She can't have him fucking his own mother. So what she wants from me is just my prick. She wants my cock, big and solid. She wants me to push it into her while she closes her eyes and pretends it's her son fucking her silly!
He lay there, enjoying the warmth of her luscious sexy body pressed close to him. He liked the feel of her hand on his cock and his balls, her tongue teasing in his ear. He wanted her. He really did want her. He loved her and wished he could get a big savage hard-on so he could fuck the hell out of her. Even if she did pretend it was her son doing it to her. But it was no use. It would be the same this time, just like it always was. He couldn't get a hard-on, knowing his beautiful wife had a hot sexual desire for their nineteen year old son. All Rex had to do was to think about fucking Karon and everything leading to his prick seemed to shut down, leaving it limp and useless.
He wasn't really impotent, like his wife thought he was. Hell, that curvaceous and cute little secretary of his, whom he'd hired nearly two years ago, proved that to him. She'd been on the job less than a week when he got her down on the couch in his office and slipped his prick into her. And she loved it! It was bone-hard for her then and was roc-solid for her ever since. Never a day went by that he didn't screw her, on the couch, on the top of his desk, or on the thickly carpeted floor. His prick would stand up for her. It filled her mouth when she sucked on it, filled her cunt and brought her through one orgasm after another. With her his prick was hard as iron, so that he could put it up into her sweet little ass, which she appreciated. God, if her husband knew how much and how often she was being fucked in her boss's office, he'd be frothing at the mouth!
His sexual problem with his wife made Rex feel bitter. His wife Karon didn't want him for himself. All she wanted from him was his hard cock when she was hot and horny, because she couldn't have her son's prick. All he was to her was a service machine, which wasn't giving her any service.
But it was her own damned fault, he thought bitterly. She'd channeled all her love and affection to their son. Karon was a moral woman, with all the inhibitions that went with it. If it wasn't for that, Rex thought, she'd be in her son's room, sleeping with him, where she really wanted to be, instead of laying there beside him.
It had taken Red a while to realize Karon had the hots for their son Ted. But a blind man could see that she lusted for him, and when Rex saw it he'd been hurt. It was like she'd rejected him in favor of their son, rejected his masculinity, his virility and his love, and longed to give herself to her son. She worried about Ted when she should have worried about him, cared for Ted like she should have cared for him. And there was nothing he could do about it. It was deeply ingrained in her. She possibly didn't even know it herself and he couldn't begin to tell her. She sure as hell wouldn't have believed him, if he had.
"Rex!" she pleaded. "Oh darling get it up and fuck me with it! My God honey, you haven't screwed me in two months. How long do you think I can go without getting laid?"
He turned to face her, gathered her in his arms and held her. He loved her and wanted her, and he hated to see her suffer. If it were any other woman instead of Karon, she'd have his cock standing up and ready for action. Of that, Rex was certain. She'd have the head of his prick in her mouth, licking it and sucking on it and no fooling around about it.
But not Karon. Her strait-laced early upbringing was deeply ingrained in her. The few times Rex had tried to get her to take his cock in her mouth were disasters. When his cock came close to her mouth, she turned her head and told him to get that thing away from her face. Karon wasn't having any sex activity that didn't have the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval.
After a while Rex gave up trying and sex for them had always been the good old standard accepted missionary position, with no side trips into anything that might be strange.
"Rex ... Do it to me ..."
"I can't Karon. I wish I could. I really want to, but it's no use."
Karon stiffened in his arms, her fingers still playing with his prick then suddenly she pulled away from him.
Tears of anger spilled from her eyes as she sat up in bed. She glared at him in frustration and her mouth twisted with contempt.
"Damn you!" she snapped at him. "Oh damn you anyway! Can't you see I need it? I have to get laid, damn it! And it's your place to see that I get it. You're my husband. You're supposed to look after me, see to it that I get what I need!"
"Karon!"
"What's wrong with me, anyway? What is it about me that offends you, that you can't get a hard-on? You don't love me anymore, is that it?"
There was misery in Rex's face. "Karon, for Christ's sake honey, you know I love you. But I ... I just ... just ..."
"I know. Tell me again about how you can't get it up. You've been telling me that for God knows how long. You don't have any trouble getting if up for that hot-assed secretary of yours though, do you?" Karon said. Her voice was sharp with anger. "You thought I didn't know about that, didn't you? You've been fucking her since she came to work for you two years ago. That's probably why you hired her. You looked over all the girls who applied for the job and picked the one you most wanted to fuck!"
"My God, Karon ..."
"Oh, you bastard," she cried, as she flung herself to the far side of the bed. "Well I've had it! Enough is enough. I've put up with this as long as I'm going to! If I can't have your prick, I can sure as hell have somebody else's. There are plenty of men around who will be just as happy to jump me as you are to jump your secretary. Some men, if they had their choice between me and your secretary, might even prefer me."
"Karon! You don't mean what you are saying ..."
"The hell I don't! You just wait and see. You've had enough time to shape up and you haven't done it!"
Rex watched her for a moment as she lay her sobbing into her pillow. He reached out and touched her shoulder but she pulled away from his hand. He sighed and lay back down and stared up at the ceiling. He felt lonely and less than a man, and he could hear her words ringing over and over in his ears. It was a long time before he went back to sleep.
Shortly after ten, Rex called from the office to let her know he had to be out of town on business for a few days. Neither of them made any mention of their problems of the night before. Karon packed a suitcase with the clothes he needed for the trip. But when Rex came by the house to pick up the suitcase, Karon had conveniently left to do her shopping. It spared them both an uncomfortable confrontation.
That evening, when it was bedtime, Lisa and Ted kissed their mother goodnight and left her in the living room with a drink in her hand. She had had several throughout the evening.
Ted followed Lisa down the hall. At the door to her bedroom she turned and spoke softly.
"You'd better stay in your room tonight," she said, "and I'll stay in mine."
"Why?"
"Can't you tell?" replied Lisa. "Mom is in one of her moods again and she's restless. She'll stay up most of the night and wander around. She'll peek into your room and into mine, to make sure we're all right. We can't get together because we can never know when she's going to look into your room or mine."
"Yeah. You're right," agreed Ted. His hand moved down between Lisa's legs and gave her pussy a feel. "Damn! My cock has been twitching for your cunt all evening. Well, tomorrow night then ..."
"Don't count on it, darling brother," said Lisa. "Mom just doesn't settle down when dad is away. But if we don't make it tomorrow night, then we'll make like we're going to a movie or something. Then we'll park somewhere and we'll fuck in the car."
Ted grinned at her. "Hey, I sure have a smart sister."
"I have to be," said Lisa with a warm smile. "I don't like to go too long without your prick, any more than you like to be away from my cunt."
While her brother kept his hand on her snatch, Lisa wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and gave him a kiss that was undeniably on the passionate side.
Ted went into his bedroom and closed the door behind him. The mirror on the dresser reflected the lewd grin on his face. He wasn't as disappointed about not getting to fuck his sister as he made out to be. He didn't miss the fact that his beautiful mother had put away a considerable amount of bourbon during the evening. It was his duty as a loving son to keep an eye on her, to see that she was all right.
When her son and daughter had left the living room, Karon finished off her drink and poured another one. In her alcoholic haze, she wondered if they were each going to their own room to sleep, or if they were going to Lisa's room to fuck, like they did the night before. It didn't matter. There was no point now in trying to stop them from doing what they'd already been doing for God knows how long.
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For an eighteen year old girl and a nineteen year old boy, both healthy, vigorous and full of life, it was only natural that they would want to screw. Whether or not it was natural for a brother and sister to want to fuck each other, was something Karon's bourbon fuddled mind couldn't cope with right now. Not that it made any difference. During the day, when her mind was clear and alert, and she'd thought about it a great deal, she didn't arrive at any decision regarding them either.
Anyway, if a brother and sister were going to fuck each other, wasn't it better that they do it in the safety and privacy of their own home? And wasn't it better for Lisa to get all the cock she wanted, from her loving brother, instead of from some clod who would brag about it to all the others and ruin her good reputation?
She felt much better about Lisa letting her brother get into bed with her and fuck her than she ever would about Jim Martin climbing between her daughter's legs. Just the thought of that obnoxious bum getting his cock into Lisa's pussy was enough to make Karon shudder.
To hell with it. Let her son and daughter fuck each other. She was going to bed, while she could still manage it. She drained the glass and set it down on the end table. Then she turned out the lights and somehow made it into her bedroom. She undressed, then decided it was too much effort to search around for her nightie and flopped onto the bed naked. She pulled the sheet up over her and was asleep before she could reach up and turn out the bedside lamp.