Chapter 2
Peggy began to watch her son and daughter closely, hoping to catch them at it again.
Many times she saw her daughter teasing Stevie, sitting with her skirt up her long, satiny thighs. Many times she noticed her son's cock bulging in his pants.
Peggy's cunt stayed hot and wet all the time now. Her tits remained swollen, her brown nipples stiff in desire. She attempted to peek at her son and daughter when they were in the bathroom, but saw little. She could see the vague outline of a naked body behind the opaque shower doors when they were there, but nothing else. She began to leave her bedroom door open whenever she changed clothing, wanting them to see her, but if they did, she never knew about it.
She wanted it so much that she was about to walk up to them naked and beg them to give her the gratification she wanted so desperately.
Cassie kept teasing Stevie, and Stevie kept walking around with a hard-on, and Peggy became more and more frustrated.
Cassie, Peggy was sure, was not fucking any of the boyfriends she had. Cassie was a tease, but Peggy was certain her daughter didn't put out. And Stevie was still young, having no girlfriends. Cassie, being so beautiful, a cheerleader in school, the captain of the drill team, seemed to enjoy the short skirts required of her in those activities. That her daughter was an exhibitionist was a fact, too. Cassie's body was slender, with firm, high tits, and a tight little ass with exquisite, long legs. She was a dream girl for all the horny boys, but Peggy was sure the closest any of them got to Cassie was in their dreams.
Finally, she caught them again.
This time Cassie had removed her panties completely for her brother, letting them dangle from one foot. She was once more on her bed, with her legs parted widely, while Steve knelt before her, his eyes glazed in desire as he stared at his sister's golden-haired cunt. This time his cock was out of his pants, long and hard.
Cassie sat with her slender legs wide open, her tanned face slightly flushed as she let her brother look between her legs.
As before, Peggy was able to peek around the door at them, and they were so involved with each other that they didn't notice her. Peggy could see the beaded juices on her daughter's cunt, gleaming wetly, the tip of her pink clit swollen and protruding.
Stevie, with his cock jerking up and down from the open fly of his pants, had his hands on his sister's knees as if holding them open, but it was Cassie who held them apart. Stevie had his face only inches from his sister's pussy, breathing deeply as his eyes turned glassy.
"You won't do it again, will you, Cassie?"
"I won't," Cassie replied. "I promise I won't do it this time, Stevie."
Peggy saw her son kiss the inside of his sister's creamy thigh. She heard Cassie gasp when his hps made contact on her flesh. Cassie held her skirt up with one hand, looking down at what Stevie was about to do to her cunt.
"Kiss it now, Stevie!" Cassie hissed huskily.
"You promised, Cassie," Stevie said.
"I know I did," Cassie moaned. "Come on, I thought you said you'd kiss it this time. Are you changing your mind, Stevie?"
Peggy saw him shake his head.
"Then kiss it!"
"I will!" Stevie answered quickly.
Peggy's breath was tight in her chest as she saw her son delicately press his hps to Cassie's cunt, then pull back.
"Do you call that a kiss?" Cassie said, almost in anger. "You said you'd give it a good kiss, Stevie!"
Cassie grabbed the back of her brother's head and jerked his face into her cunt. Stevie made a muffled cry, his hands sliding up Cassie's thighs to her hips. He tried to push away, but his sister held his face tightly against her steamy cunt.
"Kiss it!" Cassie moaned, twisting her hips, straining her wet cunt against Stevie's face. "Kiss it good, Stevie, or I won't turn you loose." Peggy heard a muffled slurping sound, and she saw her daughter's hips lift to push hard at Stevie's buried face. Stevie was trying to pull his mouth off his sister's cunt, but Cassie wouldn't release the grip on the back of his head. She closed her hot thighs around his head and held them there.
"Use your tongue!" Cassie insisted hotly. "Lick it, Stevie!"
Peggy heard her son moaning, still trying to take his face out of his sister's cunt. But she heard the wet sounds he made as he kissed her pussy, too. Cassie thrust her hips up and down, grinding against her brother's face, her eyes closed, her features contorted with ecstasy.
"Ooooh! Kiss it hard, Stevie!"
A shudder went through Cassie's body, her legs gripping around Stevie's head. Her hips jerked, then fell back to the bed, her legs flung wide.
"Oh, that was nice, Stevie," Cassie purred. "You made me come with your mouth!"
But she kept holding her brother's face into her cunt.
A wicked giggle bubbled from her.
Stevie yanked his head back quickly.
"You promised!" he yelped, hot piss spurting into his face.
"So, I lied!" Cassie laughed, pissing hard, watching it spatter her brother's face before he could get out of range. "Hey, look at your cock, Stevie!"
Stevie didn't have to look at his cock-he knew how hard it was.
Cassie, laughing, stood up and removed her panties from her ankle and smoothed her dress down, leaving her brother on his knees on the floor, his cock almost painfully hard, jerking up and down, his face drenched in piss.
Cassie moved to the window of her bedroom, standing there and looking out. Peggy saw Cassie's ass bunch and flex as she shifted her feet. She was still teasing Stevie.
Peggy couldn't take the expression on her son's face.
"Cassie . . ." she said, stepping just inside her daughter's door.
Cassie turned, her face flushing as she saw her mother.
"That's cruel," Peggy said softly, her eyes moving from Cassie to her son, who looked as if he was about to cry.
Cassie, with her eyes down shyly, carefully slipped past her mother and walked away.
When her daughter was out of sight, Peggy turned to face her son, who was trying to stuff his hard-on into his pants, his face still dripping with his sister's piss.
Peggy went to him, dropping to her knees at his side, one arm around his shaking shoulders, her other hand pulling his hands away from his cock. His prick was still out of his pants, still throbbing with hardness.
"It's okay, Stevie," Peggy soothed, hugging her son's wet face against her blouse, feeling his cheek on her tit.
She touched his cock, and the heat sent a jolt up her arm, then down to her cunt. Peggy closed her fingers about her son's cock. She squeezed his cock.
And Stevie came.
The hot juice squirted out of his cock rapidly, flying a foot away, splashing to the floor. Stevie shook as he gasped, his cock gushing as his mother began to pump it rapidly. She hugged his face to her tits, hard, her eyes glowing as she watched her son come, her fist holding his cock tightly, jacking him off.
"There," Peggy said, her voice trembling. "That's better, honey."
She held his cock until it softened, then she tucked it into his pants but couldn't zip him up. She cupped his wet cheeks, tilting his face to hers, seeing his glazed eyes, his lips still wet from Cassie's piss.
She couldn't resist.
Peggy pressed her hps to her son's, kissing him. She licked her son's hps, tasting Cassie's piss on them. Her cunt swelled, her clit bulging as hard as his cock had been.
"Oh, Stevie!" she moaned, then lowered his face, pushing her tit, blouse and all, into her son's mouth.
Since she wore no bra, her nipple entered her son's mouth easily. For a moment Stevie was startled, then his arms went around his mother's back, and he began to suck hard on her nipple.
"It's okay, baby," Peggy sighed, caressing the back of his head as he sucked her nipple through her blouse. "Suck on it, honey. It's okay, baby! Suck on it as long as you want!"
Stevie sucked for a while, then Peggy gently pushed him away, looking into his face.
"What Cassie did to you was mean, Stevie. I've seen her teasing you, and it's not right."
Her hand ran over the front of his pants, and she felt the heat of his cock through his still- open fly. Her fingers dipped inside, and she pulled his cock out, finding it half hard. Stevie trembled as she squeezed his cock, gazing at her face.
"I won't tease you, Stevie," she whispered. "Mother understands, and mother would never tease you that way."
Peggy began stroking her son's cock as they both knelt on the floor in her daughter's bedroom. His cock turned very hard in her fist, and she loved the heat burning her fingers and palm. She took one of his hands and placed it on her tit, curling his fingers about it.
"You can feel me, honey," she purred. "I'm not like Cassie. Mother isn't a tease like your sister. Feel me, Stevie . . . feel mother any place you want."
She pumped his cock, and Stevie gripped her tit, closing his lips around the tip of her nipple that pressed against her thin blouse. Peggy moaned, gripping his throbbing cock tightly, sliding back and forth.
But Peggy didn't want to jack her son off again.
She pulled away from him, but kept her grip on his cock. She looked down at it, seeing the smooth head swollen, his piss-hole seeping. Her pussy bubbled and throbbed with wet heat.
She stood, lifting him.
"Lie back, darling," she whispered as she gently placed him on Cassie's bed. "Just lie back for mother."
Stevie lay back, his cock jutting up from his open pants, jerking with hardness.
Peggy stood at his feet, staring at her son's cock, her tongue running over her hps. Slowly, Peggy went to her knees, sliding her hands up her son's shaking thighs, gripping his hips. She licked her hps again, then closed them around the swollen head of his cock.
Her eyes closed, a soft moan coming from her as she slipped her lips down the hard shaft of her son's prick, taking it into her mouth, sliding his cock over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She was surprised to feel the smooth head brush at her throat. His cock had not looked that big, nor that long. She pushed her mouth down against the base, and she purred as she held it deep. Closing her eyes, Peggy held her son's hips and slowly sucked up, her hps tight, her tongue twisting.
Stevie stared down at her, watching her lips suck upward, his body trembling, gripping the edge of his sister's bed.
"Mmmm!" Peggy purred, licking her lips. "Mmmm, you taste wonderful, Stevie. So wonderful ..."
She filled her mouth with her son's cock again.
The cheeks of her ass tightened, her cunt feeling fiery, with her juices flowing, seeping into her panties. With a moan, Peggy began to suck up and down her son's cock, hungrily, wantonly, making wet sounds.
"Ohhh, Mom!" Stevie moaned, watching her stretching lips. "Ohhh, Mom, that's good!"
Peggy sucked swiftly, his cock sliding between her lips, over her tongue. Unlike her ex-husband, Stevie was not pushing her away. What her son was doing was to push his hips up, trying to shove his cock very deep into her hot, wet mouth whenever she smashed her lips against the base.
Peggy shoved her hands underneath Stevie's ass, clutching his asscheeks through his pants. She made soft sobbing sounds of pleasure as she sucked, twisting her hps on his prick, her eyes closed. She dug her fingers into her son's ass, lifting him as she pushed her mouth onto his cock.
"Mom! What if I-Mom, you might make me do it in your mouth!" Stevie cried out. "Mom, don't make me do it in your mouth! Cassie ... I don't want you mad at me, Mom!"
Peggy heard her son's wild cries, felt his cock lurching between her lips. She was going to taste his come juice . . . make him come in her mouth. She wanted his cock juice in her mouth. She squeezed his shaking, twisting ass hard, making sure he couldn't yank his cock out of her mouth at the last moment. She wasn't sure what to expect, since she had never had the opportunity to suck a cock off until now, only that she wanted it that way. Images of her brother's cock pissing into her face flooded her mind, his cock squirting as she jacked him off.
Peggy sucked strongly, her hot, slippery hps pulling on her son's cock as hard as she could. She was moaning now, feeling his cock throb more and more, dripping more and more.
Stevie was starting to thrash, one hand on her forehead, trying to push her mouth off his cock.
"Mom . . . I'm gonna . . . Mom, don't make me do it in your mouth!"
But it was too late.
Stevie couldn't hold it back any longer. The hot gush of thick come juice spurted across his mother's tongue, burning into her throat. Peggy's eyes opened once, then closed again as her son spurted hotly into her mouth. The taste of his juices made her sob around his cock and her cunt tightened. The ripple of a strong orgasm contracted the hairy hps of her cunt inside her panties, and as she came, Peggy sucked as hard as she could, pulling the thick sweetness from her son's balls rapidly. She gulped wetly, swallowing, her cunt convulsing with such heat that she wasn't sure how much more she could take before she had to pull off her son's cock and cram her fingers into her cunt . . .
The flood of come juice turned to a dribble, and Peggy sucked up until she held the head of his cock tightly between her hps. She ran her tongue over the dribbling piss-hole of her son's cock, licking it up. Her eyes opened, glassily, and she stared up at his face.
Stevie, despite the expression of delight on his young face, was about to cry.
"It's okay, Stevie," she said softly as she pulled her lips off his cock. She nuzzled her chin at his softening prick. "It's okay, baby. I wanted to ... I understand how you felt, honey. I had to make you feel better."
"I shouldn't have done it in your mouth, Mom," he said in a quivering voice. "Cassie . . . now you're gonna be mad at me."
Peggy stood, licking her lips. Her eyes glittered in pleasure. She had loved the hot spurts of her son's come juice into her mouth, just as she thought she would. Her cunt was still vibrating, but she was no longer coming.
"I'm not mad, darling," she said softly. "See . . . I'm not mad at all."
Peggy lifted her dress to her waist.
Stevie looked at her, seeing her skimpy panties, her long legs. The front of his mother's panties puffed out from the mass of hair there, and he stared for a long time.
Peggy let her son look, then she smoothed her dress down, taking her son's hand and pulling him to his feet. She leaned over and stuffed his cock into his pants, and this time she managed to zip them up.
She gave his cock and balls a gentle pat, then smiled at him.
"I don't tease, Stevie," she said, kissing his cheek, sliding the tip of her tongue against his flesh to taste the wetness still there. "I don't tease at all, and I don't get mad, either."