Chapter 2
Sally poured herself a cup of tea. She had been feeling shaky since yesterday afternoon,' when the children had discovered her in Room 120, spying on the couple next door while she finger-fucked herself.
She had ordered them to leave the room and to wait in the motel office. Then she'd somehow managed to fumble back into her clothes and go out to meet them. They had been whispering to each other when she walked in, and it had made her very nervous.
She wasn't sure just how much they'd seen, but she told the kids that she'd been exercising in the nude, as her doctor had prescribed, and that it had been very naughty of them to spy on her.
Billy simply roiled his eyes and dug his elbows into little Cindy's ribs, and that had made Sally furious.
"I guess you don't understand the seriousness of what you did!" she had sputtered. "Go to your rooms. No dinner for either of you tonight!"
All had been quiet at breakfast the next morning, but Sally could feel the children staring at her whenever she turned her back to them. What really ate at her was the thought that they might tell Jack what they'd seen when he got back from the motel owners' convention tomorrow. And if they did tell him, would he believe them?
She shuddered at the thought, nearly spilling the tea. Quickly, she put the cup to her lips and took a sip of the soothing brew.
At that moment, Billy walked into the kitchen. He was dressed in a T-shirt and last year's cut-offs, and Sally realized that he'd grown a good four inches since the year before; the cutoffs were way too short.
"About yesterday afternoon, Billy," she
I blurted.
"Yeah," Billy said, a smile crossing his face. "You sure do have a beautiful body, Mom!" He came closer, put a hand on her shoulder, then leaned down and kissed her cheek.
Sally was so shocked, she couldn't say a word.
"Yup, those girls in Daddy's Playboy don't even come close to you, Mom."
"Billy! Shame on you!"
Billy kept smiling. He grabbed Sally's hand, and before she knew what was happening, he put it on the crotch of his shorts. She could feel his cock beneath the rough denim-hard and throbbing.
"Young nun-what do you think you're doing?"
"Take off your clothes, Mom," he rasped, eyeing her up and down.
"How dare you talk to your mother that way! You're just a boy!" She tried to yank her hand out of his, but he held it tightly over his prick.
"If I let go, promise to take your clothes off."
"Billy, when your father gets home...
"When my father gets home, I could tell him that you have a two-way mirror in Room 122!"
"Billy!"
"All I want you to do is take your clothes off for me again, Mom."
Sally was shaking with rage. But she knew she had no alternative. Tears came to her eyes as she nodded to her son.
He let go of her hand, then, crossing his arms over his chest, stood back, waiting for her to begin.
Sally sat there for several moments, gazing into Billy's eyes, trying to get him to take pity on her, but he stood firm. He was even bold enough to start rubbing his prick through his pants.
"Take your clothes off, Mom-or I tell Dad about yesterday!"
Tears of shame and anger sprang to Sally's eyes as she unbuttoned her dress and stepped out of it. All she had on underneath were a lacy bra and panties.
Billy's eyes bugged out, and he started rubbing his cock bulge harder. . "Come on, Mom-take 'em off!"
"Please, Son-"
But Billy flashed her a look of such anger and need, she knew she'd have to go through with it. Gulping back the tears, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Then she brought it down her arms and off her tits.
She heard him gasp, then moan with desire. But she couldn't look at him. She just stared at the floor. Now she peeled her panties down and off her legs.
"Aw, yeah!" Dilly moaned.
Sally heard the rasp of his zipper, and though she still couldn't look at him, she knew he'd taken off his clothes.
Now he walked up to her, and she raised her head to look at him. He was long-legged and thin and hadn't yet begun to fill out. And his cock was long and thin too, with a tuft of auburn hair at the base.
She shuddered with a weird combination of fear and excitement. And then he reached up and put his hands on her tits.
"God, Mom! They feel so good!" he gasped. He sank his fingers deep into her tit-flesh and squeezed hard. "Mom! Mom!"
Suddenly, his prick erupted with a hot stream of jizz that splattered onto Sally's belly and thighs.
"God, Billy! How could you?" Sally sobbed, and she tried to back away from him.
But he held onto her, pressed his mouth to her left tit and began sucking hard on the nipple.
A sudden thrill of pleasure shot from her tit down to her cunt. Without thinking, she put her hand on the back of his head and began pressing against it, forcing him harder against her tit.
He moaned as he sucked and licked her nipple, his other hand clawing frantically at her right tit. He was so close, that Sally could feel his cock get stiff again and nudge her thigh.
Suddenly, Billy pulled away from her and looked up into her eyes. "I want to fuck you! Let me fuck you, Mom!"
Though his words shocked Sally, she knew that that was what she really wanted, too. Her cunt was churning inside with need; her body was on fire with desire. And who would ever know if she fucked him, except Billy and her?
"Yes, baby, yes!" she whispered. "Into the bedroom-hurry!"
She grabbed Billy's hand and practically dragged him down the hail to her bedroom. She could never remember being as excited as she was at this moment. Hot, slick cunt juice was pumping from deep in her Luck hole; her tits tingled with arousal; she could still feel where the boy had had his mouth on her tit.
She lay back on the bed and motioned for Billy to join her. She had no idea how much he knew about fucking-whether he was still a virgin or not. All she cared about was feeling his hot young cock slammed up her pussy.
"Billy, honey, come to me," she gasped as she reached for him. At the same time, she spread her thighs, revealing her cunt to the boy.
Billy was breathing hard as he climbed onto the bed. Gingerly, he reached out to his mother's pussy and combed his fingers through the dense, curly hair above it.
"Yes, Billy, yes!" Sally moaned, rocking from side to side.
Now Billy slid his finger up and down his mother's wet cunt slot, and she quivered with excitement. Spreading the fleshy lips of her pussy apart, he jabbed his index finger up her fuck hole.
"Oh-Billy!"
He licked his lips and grabbed his prick at the root, aiming it so the knob tit into the entrance to Sally's cunt.
"Ah-ah-ah, Billy!"
Sally couldn't stand the excitement any longer. She humped forward, trying to capture the boy's prick head in her pussy, and at the same moment, Billy thrust into her hard.
"Oh God? You're in me!" Sally's cunt contracted around the boy's long prick, grabbing it-milking it with strong muscular motions.
She gazed into her son's face and saw how his mouth was twisted into a grimace of lust.
Sally could feel his prick shoved deep into her cunt, the fuck head pressing against her womb, and she loved it. She reached up, put her arms around Billy, and forced him down on top of her, his chest pressing her tits flat, his lips against hers.
"Baby, baby," she murmured, and then she slid her tongue between his lips, darting it deep, running it across his teeth and along the sides of his mouth.
He did not respond to her at first, and she realized that he had probably never French kissed before. But she persisted, moving her tongue back and forth rapidly as she ground her ass on the bed. This caused his prick to stir up the fuck juices deep in her cunt.
Billy groaned with excitement, and at last he began to lash his tongue against his mother's, jabbing into her mouth with the same ferocity as she displayed. At the same time, he moved his chest in a circular motion, squeezing and pressing Sally's delectable tits until they tingled with sensation.
Finally, Sally broke the kiss, and placing her hands an Billy's shoulders, pushed him up and off of her. Then she drew her ass back along the bed so he would be forced to pull his cock part way out of her pussy.
"Now fuck into me? Hard!" she gasped.
And Billy did just that-plunging in deep, his steely fuckrod pressing hard against her sensitive inner cunt meat.
"Aw, honey-that's so good!" Sally moaned. It felt to her as if deep in her gut, she were being pricked by a thousand golden needles. Again, her pussy muscles began to massage his prick, undulating up and down the long cock shaft.
Billy was shuddering and moaning so much,
Sally knew he would be coming very soon, so she really let herself go. This time, she wanted to come with him.
She contracted her ass, pulling her cunt muscles tight around his invading prick, and she ran her hand down to her cunt mound, scrabbling through her muff till she found her aching clit.
"Fuck me, honey! Go ahead-do it to your mother!" she cried, and as Billy pulled back one more time and then jabbed forward, she pressed down hard on her cut. "Auuugh!"
"Aw, Mom! I-I'm coming!" Billy cried out, and he fucked in roughly, collapsing on top of Sally as he shot a heavy load deep into her pussy.
The feel of her son' shot jizz pouring into her pussy, and her rough handling of her clit were enough to send Sally over the edge.
A powerful orgasm crashed through her body, igniting a thousand sensations of pleasure. And when it WOS over, she lay there panting, a deep satisfaction spreading through her.
"Billy, Billy, Billy..." she murmured, stoking her ringers through Billy's fine auburn hair.
But Billy couldn't respond. He was gasping for breath, his heart pounding dangerously in his chest, his face as red as a tomato. A fine mist of sweat covered him from head to foot, and his prick, shrinking rapidly inside Sally's hot pussy, finally slipped out, trailing cunt cream and jizz with it.
"You're a very naughty boy, you know," Sally whispered. She had moved her hand down from his hair to his neck, which she was stroking gently.
He shifted slightly, moving his chest across her big tits, drawing his hands up along her hips and sides until they rested on the side swells of her tits.
Sally could hardly believe it, but this simple gesture was enough to ignite the spark of lust in her again. Her cunt contracted wildly, and a spasm of desire shook her clit.
She tried to keep her voice calm. "Billy, did you enjoy fucking me? Did I satisfy you?"
"Aw, Mom, it was the best!" Billy raised himself up on his elbows and gazed down at Sally. "I've been dreaming about fucking you for a long, long time!"
This only served to get Sally more turned on. "There's a lot more I could show you, Billy."
"Y-yeah?"
"Hm-mm. Like this, for instance . Gently, she eased him off of her, so that he was lying flat on his back. His prick, pale and limp, had shrunk to a very small size. The ball sac had become baggy and wrinkled.
Sally cupped the boy's prick in her hand, eyeing it lovingly. Then she leaned down close, her tits touching the bedspread, and she took an experimental lick from the little cock head down to the fuzzy cock hairs.
"Shit!" the boy gasped. His cock shuddered in Sally's hand, stiffening before her eyes.
She giggled softly, then licked down the length of his prick again. It swelled up even more, the cockahaft reaching its full, steely length, the knob bloating with blood. The rubbery skin blushed to a deep purplish shade that excited Sally.
Sally grabbed the boy's cock at the base and held it steady while she lashed the prick knob with her tongue.
"Jesus! Billy cried. He propped himself up against the headboard so he could watch his mother suck on his prick.
When she had covered his cock knob with her wet kisses, she began to suck his slick cock into her mouth. Her puckered lips went down, down, the smooth cockmeat until her mouth was filled with it.
Billy squirmed on the bed in an agony of arousal. Grabbing onto the sheets, he crushed the material between his fingers.
Sally took a deep breath, and arching her neck, she sucked his prick head down into her throat and took the rest of his cock between her lips. Now his ball sac was pressed up against her chin, and she could smell the wonderful yeasty aroma of it.
"Mom!" Billy cried, his body shaking violently.
Sally was really excited now. There was nothing quite like the feel of her baby's cock rammed into her mouth and throat. She lapped at his prickshaft with her tongue while she kept up the suction with her throat and lips.
Then, just when she thought the boy couldn't take it any longer, she eased up on him, reining her throat muscles, softening her lips.
Billy groaned in disappointment. But Sally eased back, letting his cock knob pop out of her mouth. Now she began to polish his prick with licks and kisses until she had him rolling on the bed, gasping with pleasure. He humped up at her, fucking his cock back and forth through her fist, as if it were the entrance to her remarkable pussy.
Sally took her time. She explored every crease and curve in Billy's prick with her tongue, discovering the location of the most sensitive spots on the long smooth cockrod.
When she hit a real hot spot, she would stop in mid-kiss, raise her head and ask: "Do you like that, baby? Is Mommy doing you right?"
If Billy groaned and bucked up at her in response, she would lick and kiss and nibble that much harder. After nearly five minutes of this, she plunged back down on his prick again, taking the whole prickshaft in with one gulp. The cock knob bottomed out past her tonsils, and the hairy root was nestled against her lips.
This time, she held his prick only briefly in the tight clasp of her mouth and throat before letting go and pulling back. As she prepared to swoop down on his prick again, she grabbed his foot roughly and wedged it between her thighs so the heel was pressed up hard against her cunt labes and clit. It felt so goad, she nearly came, but somehow she kept control of herself. She wanted them to come together.
Puckering her mouth into an oval, she hunched down on him, sucking his sweet prick inside. Now and then, she unsheathed her teeth so they could scrape against his flesh.
"Oh, God! Mom! Mom!"
She rocked back and forth on her ass so that his foot would press against her clit in a steady rhythm. And now she was also gently squeezing his ball sac, loving the way it had stretched tight over his swollen balls.
"Oh yeah, Mom! Oh yeah!" Billy cried, his body suddenly stiffening like an arrow.
Sally knew he was about to pop, and so she took a deep breath, plunged down hard on his throbbing prick and shoved her cunt and clit against the sole of his foot.
She came so hard, she had to use all of her self-control to keep from biting down on the rigid cock fucked deep into her, throat.
Sweet, slick jizz rolled down her gullet into her belly, enriching the fabulous orgasm that ripped through her body.
When it was over and mother and son lay peacefully in each other's arms, Sally whispered in Billy's ear: "Same time tomorrow, honey. We're gonna have lots more fun."
Chapter There
Sally hummed softly to herself as she put the pie into the oven. Her husband Jack would be coming home from the convention that evening and she wanted to make sure she' had an especially nice meal ready for him. He must never suspect that anything out of the ordinary was going on in the Robbins household while he was gone.
The last few days had been heaven for her. She was so excited by the way she and Billy had been fucking, that she hadn't even been tempted to slip into Room 120 and check out the occupants of the adjoining room. Just thinking about the boy caused shivers of lust to race up her spine.
Now, as she turned to get the napkins and silverware for the dinner table. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the kitchen window, and she thought: Oh dear! Don't I look a sight! I'd better go change and fix my hair before Jack gets here.
Hurriedly, she left the kitchen and walked down the hail toward her bedroom. But on the way, she heard Cindy giggling mysteriously in her bedroom. The door to the bedroom was closed, but Sally stopped in front of it to listen for a moment.
"Oooh-Billy! Where did you learn that?" More giggles.
"C'mon, Cindy! It'll make you feel real, real good! I promise!"
"Billy-don't!"
don't worry. I'll let you see mine, if you let me see yours!"
Sally was enraged. The boy was corrupting his little sister, and she knew she had to put a stop to it. She turned the handle on the door, and it opened a crack. But the two teens were so involved in what they were doing, they didn't notice her.
Sally was about to barge in on them, angry words on the tip of her tongue, when the sexiness of the situation hit her full force. She stood as if rooted to the floor.
Cindy was shaking her head "no" at her big brother, her golden hair shimmering in sparkling waves down her back. But Billy had a firm hold on the bottom of her T-shirt and was yanking up on it.
"Aw, c'mon, Cindy. What's the big deal? We used to take baths together."
Cindy giggled. "That was a longtime"
"Wouldn't you like to see my cock?"
"Not really!" Though she giggled again, she eyed the cock bulge in his jeans with interest.
"Aw, hell!" Billy let go of her shirt and stamped his foot with impatience. Then he started to undo the fly of his pants.
"Billy!" Cindy said, coming closer.
But Billy paid her no attention and concentrated on unzipping his pants. pulling them and his shorts over his erect cock and down his thighs.
His cock jutted out from his groin, the cock head aiming up at Cindy's face.
"Wow!" she gasped. She reached out and touched his prick daintily, then jumped back when it lurched and shuddered.
"C'mon-touch it again, Sit It's okay. It feels real good."
Cindy giggled nervously. But she stepped forward and reached out for her brother's prick. This time, she slid the palm of her hand all the way up the cockshaft.
"Oh, Cindy!" Billy frowned and screwed his eyes up so that his face was the very image of lust.
Growing bolder, Cindy wrapped her fingers around the cylinder of cock meat and ran her fist down to the root and back up to the cock head.
Billy groaned as a drop of clear liquid oozed from the tip of his prick. "C'mon, Cindy. Take off your shirt!"
Cindy smiled shyly. She turned around with her back to her brother and pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it onto her bed. Her tits had only just begun to develop, so she didn't wear a bra.
When she turned around, Billy groaned with excitement, grabbing his prick hard at the base.
Cindy's tits were large pink nipples on small, firm globes of flesh that protruded only slightly from the rest of her chest. But the shape was perfect-like tiny smooth pears.
She was blushing prettily, staring down at her feet so she didn't have to look at her brother.
"Come here, Cindy," Billy rasped.
She hesitated for a moment, but when she walked up to him, he knelt down in front of her and reached up for her little tits. She gasped when he clenched the firm flesh in his hands and squeezed.
By now, Sally was ready to explode with anger and excitement. My Clod, I have to stop this! she kept telling herself.
But she couldn't budge. She was just too turned on by the two children.
Cindy's nipples had popped to attention, stiffening into hard little pellets, and Billy began rolling them between his fingers.
"Augh, augh, augh..." Cindy grunted, her eyelids closing so that only the whites of her eyes could be seen between the slits. "Stop, Billy, stop!"
But Billy didn't stop. He only squeezed harder, and Cindy responded by undulating her slim hips. Delicate beads of sweat collected on her upper lip, and she unconsciously began to press her thighs together.
Billy was straining for breath. His prick, stiff and purple, was throbbing.
"Let me-let me suck them!" Billy gasped. And, before Cindy could give her permission, he pressed his mouth to her right nipple and began sucking on it while he continued to roll her left nipple between the thumb and index finger of his left hand.
"Oh, Billy! Billy!" Cindy cried.
Billy's face was red and swollen. He could barely breathe while he sucked on his sister's tit, and Sally knew that he was too young and inexperienced to be able to control himself. There was no question that he was going to come at any moment.
Cindy, meanwhile, was so excited, she reached out and clasped her hands behind her brother's neck, pulling him toward her hard, mashing his face against her tit.
A great shock wave seemed to toll along the boy's body. He stiffened for a split-second and then shuddered from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. His head shook from side to side within the tight hot clasp of his sister's hands, and then thick pearly wads of cum shot from his prick, splattering on Cindy's face and hair.
She stood there, wide-eyed, her jaw dropping in shock. Letting go of Billy's head, she reached up to touch the gooey fuck cream sticking to her.
A look of disgust crossed her face, and she backed away from him, grabbing her T-shirt off of the bed and wiping herself with it in hurried, violent motions.
Billy sat on the floor, trying to catch his breath. His prick had shriveled slightly, drops of cum still escaping from the tip.
Cindy sat down on the bed and watched him. Her nipples had become soft again, and Sally gazed at them, entranced by their lovely pale pink color and at the perfect porcelain skin that surrounded them.
Now is the time to go in there and break this scene up, Sally thought. Things have gone much, much too far. She took a deep breath, put her hand on the door and. . . stayed where she was.
"God, Billy, that was disgusting," Cindy said. "What was that white stuff that came out of your cock?"
"Cum. Don't you know anything? When a guy gets real excited, his cock gets stiff, and then, if he's fooling around with a girl or maybe fooling around with himself, he ends up shooting his wad. It's normal, you know!"
"Well, I think it's disgusting!"
"Aw, come on, Sis. It makes me feel real good."
"I could see that."
"Well, how would you like me to make you feel real good?"
"I-I don't know."
"If you take off your pants, I could make you come, too!"
"Gee-are you sure?"
"Sure. I've learned a few things lately. I know exactly where to touch you to make you come!"
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"I won't hurt you. Just take off your pants and panties, and lie back on the bed.."
Sally was just too curious now to intrude on the two teens. In a strange way, she was proud of Billy for taking charge the way he did. He was sexy as hell, and it excited her to watch him being manly with his sister.
Cindy lay back on the bed, and her brother helped her pull her pants and panties down her slim legs. For several moments, he just stared down at the little girl's cunt mound. It was completely smooth and bare, for no hair bad yet begun to grow on it. The thin cunt labes were a delicate, shell-pink color, and her cunt was hidden.
Billy reached out to smooth his hand over her pretty pussy. But as soon as his fingers grazed Cindy's flesh, Cindy sat up with a start.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Just relax."
Now he ran his hand up to her belly and back down over her cunt mound, and she smiled with pleasure. Seeing that she liked this, he repeated Ne motion over and over until she was purring like a kitten.
"That feels nice," Cindy sighed, lying back on the bed. She reined her thighs a little, parting them so Billy could see the soft pink meat of her cunt.
Sally held her breath. Her cunt was churning wildly, and it was all she could do to keep from joining.
m the sex play. She had to satisfy herself by diddling her itchy clit through her pants.
As Billy continued to fondle Cindy's cunt mound, he grew bolder, prying apart her cunt lips so he could see more of her hard, pea-sized clit. Then he raised his forefinger to his mouth, spat saliva on it and lowered it to the vibrating nub.
"Ungh!" Cindy groaned, raising her thighs and knocking her knees together.
Billy smiled wickedly. "Come on, Cindy. Just relax."
He pressed down again, this time rubbing her clit with a circular motion.
"Oh, oh, oh!" Cindy groaned, rocking from one slim ass bun to the other. "That feels good, Billy!"
"Told ya!" He kept diddling her clit, now and then letting his finger stray to her tiny cunt hole. "You're getting wet down there," he said, licking his lips and pressing his pulsing cock against the side of the bed.
Back and forth and around and around he manipulated her clit. and all the while, his prick got stiffer and stiffer, redder and redder.
Cindy closed her eyes and squirmed with excitement, her toes curling and uncurling as waves of-excitement passed through her body. Sweat streamed from her forehead, matting her blonde hair at the temples.
Then she suddenly bucked up from the bed, her entire frame shaking with the violence of release. "Billy! Aaaaah!"
She fell back onto the bed, used up. "Billy, what happened? It-it was great!"
"You came, Billy said. He had already climbed up on the bed with her and had eased his hand between her thighs.
Before Cindy had a chance to come to her senses, he pushed her thighs apart and slid his prick up her leg so the cockhead pressed up against her little cunt hole.
When he pushed forward, a look of frustration crossed his face. His prick couldn't push past the tight muscles of her teeny fuck hole.
"Ouch! What are you doing?" Pain and alarm were etched on the girl's, face as she tried to move away from her brother.
"Hold still!" Billy growled. He clasped her shins in his hands, anchoring her to the bed.
Cindy's gaze fell on his prick, aimed right at her defenseless cunt hole, and terror filled her eyes. "Stop it! Stop it!"
Sally realized that Billy had gone much too far. She burst into the room, but just as she did, he reared back and rammed forward, shoving his prick halfway up his sister's virgin cunt.
"Auuugh!"
The girl's heart-rending cry filled the air. Bright blood poured out around Billy's prick, staining the bedspread.
"Billy, pull out-gently!" Sally commanded as she stepped up to the bed.
Billy was so startled at the sight of his blood spattered prick, that there was no more room for surprise when his mother's shrill voice cut the air.
The teen boy did as he was told. He pulled out slowly, causing Cindy to shudder and moan in pain.
"Go clean yourself up, young man. I'll talk to you later," Sally said. Now she turned to her small daughter and knelt down by the bed. She kissed her softly on the cheek. "There, there, Cindy. It'll be all right. Billy broke your cherry, and there's always a little pain and bleeding when that happens."
"Then-then you saw what he did?" Cindy stopped her sobbing and looked up into her mother's eyes.
"Yes, honey, I saw. Now come on, let's draw you a nice warm bath, and we'll talk about it."
Sally held out her hand to the girl and helped her off the bed.