Chapter 9
Billy ran from his room in his pajama bottoms. At the same time Joan came out into the hall in her thin gown. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"I don't know. It's Mom."
They ran to Betty's room and turned on the light. Betty was sitting in the middle of the bed, crying. She was nude. And she was shaking.
"What is it, Mom?" asked Joan as she ran to her mother and put her anus around her.
Billy sat on the side of the big bed, his hand on his mother's naked shoulder.
Betty sniffed and lifted her head. "Oh, kids. After all these years I've finally remembered something that happened when you were just kids," she sobbed.
"What was it, Mom?" asked Billy. "Is it all that bad?"
"All those months with the psychiatrist I couldn't remember. It's the reason we had to leave Midville, the reason your father and I broke up. I never knew what happened until just now."
"Tell us about it, Mom. It'll make you feel better," said Joan as she picked up the syringe and golf balls and put them on the floor. "Get it off your chest."
Betty stretched out on the bed. She started her story at the very beginning. "When you were five, Billy, and you were six, Joan, we lived in Midville. Your father had taken you to a movie and I went to get some clothes off the line. Two teens pointed a gun at me and took me to the garage and raped me. When it was all over they ran away and left their clothes and your father came home and found me putting my clothes back on in the garage. He didn't know what had happened and I couldn't tell him. Somehow it all got blocked out of my mind.
"All I knew was that I'd been on the blanket with two guys and I had enjoyed it. I couldn't tell your father that but he saw the guys' clothes and the next day he heard about the guys going home without any clothes. They told their parents that some woman had made them undress and raped them.
"Your father moved here, thinking that getting away from Midville would help but I still couldn't remember. He believed I had raped those guys and it just grew between us until we just couldn't live with it anymore."
"Is that all, Mom?" asked Billy. "Is that all that happened?"
"Don't you think that was enough?" asked Betty. "For over ten years I've been getting all hot and bothered everytime I saw a teen and I didn't know why until Eddie Somner was cutting the grass Saturday. I kind of blackmailed him into bed and I remembered that I'd had teens before him. Since then I've been remembering a little more everytime I thought about it." She placed her palms over her breasts. "Now I remember it all."
"That's not so bad," commented Joan. "Did you really screw Eddie?"
"Joan!" said Billy.
"It's all right, Billy," said Betty. "Yes, Joan. He gave me a good roll in the hay."
"With somebody like Jack I don't think I'll ever want anybody else," said Joan.
"Yes. He's a good one," mumbled Betty to herself.
"What?" asked Joan.
"I'm sorry, darling. You left him so hot and bothered Sunday night I just had to help him out."
"Mom! Do you mean you fucked my boyfriend," laughed Joan.
"Yes. I'm sorry."
"Oh, my God. Don't be sorry. He really has a good cock. I don't think there could ever be a better cock in the world." Joan's hand strayed over to feel the wet hair growing above her mother's cunt.
"Is he better than me?" asked Billy.
"God, Billy. Have you been fucking Joan?" asked Betty.
Billy hung his head.
"Sure, Mom," said Joan. "Jack used to get me hot and I'd go to Billy's bed to get cooled off." She giggled at the thought.
"Was today the first time you let Jack screw you?" asked Betty.
"Yes, this afternoon. We went out to his uncle's farm and parked down by the river. Mom, I didn't know what I'd been missing."
Betty eased Joan's gown up and put her hand over her daughter's pussy. "You poor darling. It must have hurt." She patted Joan's cunt lightly.
"Not really. He worked it in real slow and didn't give it all to me until I got used to it. I'm a little sure but it's all right." She turned toward Betty. "I won't lie to you. His cock filled me up. When he pulled it out and all his stuff and my stuff came gushing out I thought my belly was caving in." She giggled again.
Betty reached over and felt her way into Billy's pajama bottoms. She wrapped her long fingers around his hard cock and held it as she looked at Joan.
"If you want to see what it's like in the asshole I'll help you. Is that okay with you, Billy?"
"Gosh, yes. I've got to do something to get rid of his boner. You want it in the asshole, Joan?"
"I think so. I think I do. Will you stop if I tell you to?"
"Don't worry," said Betty. "I'm here to help if things got out of hand. You'd better get it doggie style until you're sure. Get over here in the middle of the bed." She moved out of Joan's way and watched as she got out of her gown and on her hands and knees.
Billy stripped and got behind his sister, putting his hands on her hips and pressing the mounds apart to expose her brown bun.
"No, Billy. I don't want it in my asshole. Put it in my cunt."
Billy let go of her hips and pulled the head of his upright cock down and aimed it at her cunt. He moved it around between her pussy lips to pick up juice and then pressed it in, sending two inches of his cock slithering into her twat from behind.
"Oh!" she shrieked as she moved forward. "Get it slick before you shove it in. I'm sore as hell."
Betty moved down beside Billy. She wiped her fingers through her wet cunt and spread the slick fluid along the length of Billy's cock. "Try it now," she told him.
He pushed and his cock slid easily into Joan's twat. This time she pressed back against him and he started fucking slowly, pushing his hard cock in until his hipbones met her hips and pulling back until only his cock head rammed between her warm, pink cunt lips.
"Oh, that's so good," cooed Joan. "Fuck me slow like that."
Billy kept pushing his hard cock up into her steaming cunt slowly, pulling her back as he went forward and letting her go forward as he pulled back. It was a new position for both of them and they were enjoying the novelty of it.
Betty was on her hands and knees, watching Billy's hard cock slipping through Joan's tight pussy lips. She saw Billy's shaft getting wetter and wetter as it moved into his sister's dripping cunt. And her own hot cunt started producing juices again as she watched her children enjoying themselves. She put a finger on her throbbing clit and started working it around, rubbing it, moving it, pressing it. She got off the bed and squatted beside it, playing with her love bud and watching Billy's cock slipping back and forth in Joan's slick cunt.
Betty stepped back up on the bed, moved to the head, spread her thighs and slipped her butt down under Joan's head. Joan still on her elbows, opened her eyes and looked at her mother's steaming cunt. She moved her hands up and probed with her fingers all the secret softness of Betty's cunt lips and clit.
Joan was fascinated by the nearness of Betty's pussy. She had never seen another twat so close before. She pushed her finger up into the steaming wetness of the dark tunnel. Without thinking she started pumping her, finger in and out at the same speed Billy was pushing his cock into her. Knowing what she liked she pressed Betty's clit and, moved her finger around in circles, stimulating the little nubbin while fucking the dripping cunt with her finger.
Joan found herself bending closer to Betty's crotch. As she lifted her finger from Betty's cunt to run it up and around her clit with the other one she could see little drops of pussy juice collecting within the pink lips of the twat. Joan didn't know why but she had to taste that slick fluid. If she dipped a finger in it and lifted it to her mouth she would have to neglect the passion bud she was playing with and she just couldn't bring herself to do that to her mother. She lowered her mouth to within an inch of the lower part of Betty's snatch and dipped her tongue into the glistening pool that had collected there.
The sweet, slightly musky flavor sent a wave of excitement through Joan and she put her mouth to her mother's slippery cunt and replaced her fingers with the tip of her tongue, tapping and flicking across her clit. In a matter of seconds she started running her tongue down to taste the sweet cream and back up to massage the clit in the same rhythm Billy was running his hard cock into her creamy cunt.
Joan couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling between Billy and Betty. She thrilled to the motion of Billy's raging cock running in and out her quivering cunt, entering her from the rear. And she was floating in the ecstasy of the feel and taste and smell of her mouth on Betty's pulsating pussy. And her excitement was heightened by the fact that she knew she was giving as much pleasure as she was receiving.
Never before had Betty been so satisfied by a tongue. She watched Joan's head as it moved up and down while she was eating her dripping cunt. Sure, her pussy had been eaten out before by both men and women. She'd engaged in a few little girl games with her friends in her early teens. And several men had gone down on her since she and William had separated but she had never had a woman's tongue on her clit and in her cunt. It sent chills through her and made her belly tremble. She caught her knees and pulled them further up and apart. She knew she was going to come on her daughter's tongue and the knowledge excited her more.
Billy saw his mother position herself at Joan's head and he watched Joan's head go down to his mother's crotch. Then be saw her head start moving up and down. He saw his mother look down and then close her eyes and smile, and he knew that Joan was eating Betty's cunt.
Joan's cunt got, hotter when she tasted Betty's cunt cream and Billy felt the difference. His cock was pushing into a fiery hot, tight channel, and the fact that it was the first time they had ever entered a pussy from the back combined to make this the most exciting fuck he had ever had. He was getting all the enjoyment of fucking from the front but he knew he was going to enjoy it longer. He was building up more slowly than he did when he fucked from the front.
Joan was the first one caught up in the agonizing pleasure of coming. She felt her belly start quivering and her cunt closed tight around Billy's cock. The heat in her belly started running down her cunt and it ran out around Billy's cock in the form of pussy juice, gallons of it. It ran down her thighs and down Billy's prick and pressed her mouth even tighter to Billy's twat.
Betty realized that Joan was coming. She heard the sounds coming from her daughter's throat and felt her press her tongue tighter against her clit and further up her hole. Without warning, her cunt started gushing and she almost blacked out as the dizzy feeling swept through her. She didn't feel the oils run down over her ass, however. She understood when she heard Joan swallowing.
"Oh God! I'm coming, Joan!" screamed Betty. "I'm coming in your mouth! Eat me good! Make me come again! My juice is gushing down your throat! Oh, you make me feel so good! Ram it to me."
Billy picked up his pace and screwed Joan faster. The sounds coming from Betty and Joan brought an urgency to him but he still had control, and still consciously set his own pace and postpone his coming until he had derived all the pleasure from fucking his sister that he wanted.
"She's coming, too," said Billy. "She's coming all over my cock. I feel it running down my balls. Gosh! She's hot and she's burning my cock and the stuff running down my balls is boiling. Mom, her cunt is getting tight around me, but I'm not coming yet."
"Yes, Billy. You can last longer from the back. Keep it up," said Betty. "Keep fucking your sister so she'll keep eating her mother's cunt."
Joan couldn't say anything with her face buried in Betty's pussy. She just moaned and started coming again before recovering from her first climax.
Betty felt the difference in Joan's ministrations to her cunt and shuddered and started coming again without any warning. "Oh, Lord! I'm coming so hard I can't stand it!" She started crying and pushed her cunt up against Joan's face.
Billy moved up against Joan and pounded his cock into her cunt with all the speed he could muster. He took a deep breath and held it. Leaning over her back. Billy was able to reach around Joan and get his hands on her titties. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers and felt her push her ass back against him.
As Joan's scalding cunt cream burned its way down over his balls Billy felt his balls draw up and his ass tighten and he plunged into her cunt even faster. He grabbed another breath and held it until his lungs were bursting. At last his ass muscles started pumping and he felt the first spurt of cum leave the tip of his cock and shoot up into Joan's quivering cunt.
"I'm getting it!" he gasped. "I'm shooting my cum! I'm juicing your pussy, Joan!" He pushed his prick all the way into Joan's hot pussy and held it there until all his cum had spurted into Joan's already flooded cunt. Then he toppled to the side and lay there panting.
"God!" said Betty. "Look at his cock! It's all drawn up. I was ready for him to screw me and his cock just shriveled up. Shit!"
Joan pushed herself up with her forearm. "Yeah. I wanted some more, too."
"He'll rest up. It'll take a few minutes, but he'll get his breath and his cock will get hard again. In the meantime, what do we do?"
"I don't know."
"I do. Let me get those golf balls," said Betty as she crawled off the bed.
"They may be all right for you but what am I going to do?" asked Joan. "We need another cock around here."
"I'll put them in you. They'll keep you satisfied until Billy gets his cock hard again."
"What'll you do?" asked Joan.
"I'll make out."
"Bullshit, Mom. I'm going to make a phone call." She got up and headed for the door.
"Wait, Joan. It's after midnight."
"Jack won't mind," said Joan. "He told me he didn't have anything to do until time for school." She turned back toward the door.
"Use this phone, darling," said Betty. "I think we do need another cock and I can't think of a better one."
Joan smiled at her mother and went to the side of the bed and sat down. She picked up the phone and dialed. Betty came over and lifted Joan's leg up to the bed and pressed a golf ball between her slick pussy lips. Joan turned and put her other foot on the bed. She let her knees drop apart and Betty pressed another ball into her cunt.
Jack answered the phone and as Joan explained the situation to him. Betty pushed the remaining two balls into her cunt. She hung up the receiver and straightened her legs.
"He'll be here in a few minutes," said Joan. "What do I do with these?"
"Make 'em roll around. What did he say?"
"He said he'd skip school tomorrow and we could fuck all day."