Chapter 6
The door of Bunny's mom, securely bolted now that Pete Starr had left, had a mirror built into it which was, she assumed, normally used for guests' last minute inspection of themselves. Looking into the long, almost full-length frame she saw a woman who looked ten years younger than her actual chronological age. She admired herself and thought how lucky she was not to be chained to a man like Pete Starr who continually seemed to drag her and everyone in his presence down to his level. But then she thought of Pete's brother and of what a charming and warm picture he had drawn for her. If she were to ever become interested in men again, it would be a man like Paul who'd rekindle the fire, she thought, as she prepared herself for bed.
It was apparent that Paul Starr was a very successful man, but what precisely did he do for a living beside write? Surely he couldn't support himself in such a high fashion by simply writing one book which had experienced only moderate commercial success. Then what?
Her thoughts drifted from one subject to the other and her eyes surveyed the luxurious surroundings which Paul Starr had provided for her stay at his ocean-side palace. All the furnishings were of the Victorian period and all exquisitely styled and obviously expensive. From the opulent hand carved, antique dresser to the ornate silver chess set which stood in a far corner of her spacious guest room, everything spelled good taste and ex-pensive preferences.
Removing her denim halter, her firm, fully blown breasts fell out of the thin material and swayed out sensuously white from her sculptured torso. Her cream-like, honey-colored skin was unblemished and her body had not an ounce of excess marking any of its con-tours. She kicked off her platform shoes and slipped out of her blue denim slacks, exposing a pair of black nylon panties which detailed the small, excitingly puffed little vaginal deft up between her legs. The scanty panties en-cased the most lovely hips and buttocks imaginable and as she lay back on the bed in sheer exhaustion from the trip and spread her legs outward to rest her tired feet, a few strands of her golden pubic hair curling from beneath the elastic leg bands near her inner thighs. She rolled over on the bed and turned out the bedside lamp that left the faint ray of moon-light penetrating the window of her room, revealing her firm melon-like buttocks which strained in smoothly rounded curves against the soft material of her panties.
Futility marked her attempts to sleep as the combination of the long drive and her inner excitement with staying at such a lavish villa forced her mind to dwell heavily on the events of the day. She thought about Paul Starr and his brother and the difference -between them. She considered Pete's wife and daughter and then her mind focused on her son Josh. Where could he be at this hour, she thought looking at her watch and noticing it was one o'clock in the morning. He and Marcia had promised to be back by 12. She put her head back on the pillow, knowing full well it would do no good to worry about Josh when soft, almost inaudible stirrings outside brought her attention to the fact that some-one was directly below her window.
Quickly getting up and heading for the west window of the room, Bunny didn't bother to put on a robe but simply approached the window with her naked breasts and the thin, flimsy panties covering her golden pubic mound visible in the moonlight, opened her window and peered down into the parking area which lay directly under her. Her eyes, still bleary from her half-sleep focused hazily upon the small convertible with the top down and as her sight became clearer she gasped in sudden disbelief at what she saw.
Right before her very eyes was her boss's daughter doing the unspeakable to her own son Josh. She could see the wanton young eighteen year old kissing her son and playing with his...no she couldn't look, she was shocked at what she saw to look any longer, yet something about the provocative nature of the sight forced her to keep her eyes locked to the lewdly stimulating scene.
Bunny had seen her son walk around the house many times with nothing but a towel around his waist, but she never had expected he could provide her with the sight she was now witnessing. Josh had the nicest young cock she could imagine and as the young voluptuous beauty at his side worked her mouth loser and closer to her son's virile young hardness. Bunny held her breath in near disbelief as she kept telling herself it was just a dream.
She's going to put her mouth on it, Bunny thought dazedly, as she stood near the window, mesmerized by the sight of Marcia guiding her small, slippery hand over the fleshy length of Josh's penis and at the same time moving her face loser and loser down to his convulsively swaying cock.
Then, quickly, the young girl ovalled her mouth sensuously open and took the lustfully throbbing head up into her widely-spread lips. Bunny was certain she couldn't get the entire thing up inside, but Marcia surprised her by forcing her head down lower and suddenly sucking inward, engulfed the entire head in her now cock-bloated young mouth. Then gently and with slow, calculated patience, the young girl slowly absorbed the full length of the heavily throbbing hardness that rocked impatiently up into her warm, saliva-moistened throat. Josh's hips started to gyrate in a frenzied, urgent motion as the hotly building cum from his scrotum started its slow, painful path up the base of his cock shaft. Ravenously he ground his hips upward toward her face as she took in almost the en-tire length of his penis. Her tongue fluttered out over the heavily pulsating tip and then would retreat back into her mouth as she would once again engulf his prick with her roundly spread young lips.
Bunny had to hold herself erect with the aid of her arms which grasped at the window sill. She had never seen anything like what she was now seeing and the fact that her own eighteen year old son was the recipient of such salacious, licentious ministrations only acted to intensify the profoundly erotic and provocatively captivating quality of the scene. Her son's almost virgin young loins jerked hotly up into Marcia's anxiously awaiting lips and Bunny was fascinated at the surprising dimensions of his desire-hardened cock and the fact a young girl like Marcia could even begin to swallow his full length up into her tender young throat.
Now Josh started to wail uncontrollably as Marcia increased the speed with which her lips plunged up and down his heavily hardened cock shaft. She playfully pulled and massaged his cum-filled scrotum and as the base of his penis swelled to even thicker dimensions, the small eye on the tip dilating wide and exploding out his virile young cum as he suddenly undulated his hips harder up-ward and groaned out in a wild tremor of uncontrollable lust.
His hotly-flooding seminal fluids filled the young girl's mouth and nostrils with a pun-gent masculine piquency that was obviously driving her half insane as she gulped and swallowed as fast as she could the warmly sprewing river of cum which gushed ceaselessly up into her mouth and trickled out the corners of her lips.
Bunny watched in the confused state of motherly concern and yet excited voyeur as she unconsciously stroked the delicately trembling lips of her own now wetly seeping cunt as finally, the two teenagers reclined in the car's front seat, a picture of exhaustion and satisfaction.
She could not take her eyes away from the sexually satiated young twosome as she felt the moisture flowing more shamelessly now beneath the thin nylon crotchband of her panties. And...she was painfully aware now of what bothered her more than anything about the lewd sexual scene between her son and the young eighteen year old girl she had just witnessed. Her regret was that she herself did not have the opportunity, as did young Marcia, to suck to orgasm Josh's beautifully young and wonderous cock!!!