Chapter 7
On Sunday morning the threesome sat at the breakfast table. Tina and her mother wore their robes. Charley sat in a pair of shorts.
"It's so nice," said Vera, not to have to worry that your father's gonna come in here hung over and start yelling and all."
"Yeah," said Tina, "I was just thinking the same thing." She slid her hand out of sight under the kitchen table. She came upon Charley's muscular leg, and while she spoke she rubbed and squeezed it. "Whenever Dad got angry he always took it out on us. He was a real prick to us, and I hope he never fucking comes back here and tries to give us such a hard time." By now she'd arrived in her brother's crotch where, without much difficulty, she'd managed to bring up a fresh meaty boner.
"This thing is," said Charley, wondering how much longer he could go without getting up from the table and taking his sister into the bedroom, "Dad's gonna be back. That's what he promised, and I do believe he meant that."
"So fucking what?" said Vera. "I don't give a shit if he comes back here begging for my cunt with a million dollars in his hand. I ain't going nowhere near him."
"What if he reforms?" asked Tina. She tugged on the head of Charley's meat.
"Oh," he squirmed.
"What?" asked Vera of Charley.
"Oh, nothing, Mom," said Charley, trying to get comfortable while his sister persisted in playing with his cock. "I was just clearing my throat." But under the table the manipulation of his prick continued.
"If he does reform," said Vera, adjusting her robe, "that would be a miracle. And we're not-likely to see one of those on your father's account."
"Still," said Tina, "I think it would be nice if Dad came back and proved that he knew how to treat us all right." She smiled and jerked on Charley's pecker. "He was nice to us sometimes." She stroked the side of his shaft. "Wasn't he, Charley?"
Her brother could hardly speak. "Listen," he said, "I think I better skip the rest of breakfast. I got a lot of homework to catch up on." He stood up and hid his bulging penis as best he could.
"Me, too," said Tina to Vera. "Lots of homework." She winked at her mother and got up from the table. Then, when Charley had left the room, she leaned over the table and whispered : "I'll just see what's bugging him." Vera winked back.
In the bedroom in a harsh whisper Charley balled out Tina: "What were you doing there? You could have given the whole show away."
"I was just trying to cheer you up a little," she said. "Just a wake up hand-job, that's all." She smiled. Charley blushed. He reached for the door and pushed it shut. "OK, sis," he said, "now you can give me a real wake-up present." He pressed his mouth down into hers. His lips were parted and his tongue went flying into her open mouth.
"Uuuuuh,' she grunfed. "Oh, fuck."
"Yeah," sad Charley, "this is gonna be alright." His hands toured her smooth, ample chest. When he came to nipples he squeezed, tugged, and leaned his face close to lick. "Yum-yum," he said. "Breakfast dessert!" He went licking her big titties. "Nothing like a morning snack to get me started!"
She slid her hands down into her brother's hot crotch. She used her index fingers to pull the elastic band of his underwear out and away from his body. In this manner she was able to pull his underwear off of him without rubbing against the big stiff boner. Then, with his pants down around his feet, she kneeled away from his breast-feeling palms and took up with his cock. "You know," she said, "your pecker is not that much different from Dad's."
"No lectures," he said. "Just a little suck, if you please."
"Funny," she said, holding his rod next to her soft cheek, "Dad used to say: no commentaries, just the lick." She stuck out her tongue and went to work on his remarkable phallus. She would have no trouble getting for herself an adequate feel of the meat. There was so much of it that it was impossible for her to cover all the territory at once. "This is a giant fucking meat!" she said in an astonished voice.
"You saw it yesterday and you weren't so impressed," said Charley. "What's different?"
"Maybe the light," she said, "I don't know." But she went rubbing the meaty prick as best she could. It was soon slippery with her warm saliva, and there was no telling what kind of lick she wanted to give. Sometimes she used the side of his meat like a corncob, and she nibbled on it, chewed and gnawed. At another time she would lick up and down on her brother's phallus pretending that it was a juicy red snow cone. And finally, she would suck the whole hob into her face and give the head a good tongue rub, thinking to herself that it was nothing but a big popsicle.
"Oh, God damn," grunted Charley. "Sis, you give the best head I ever got."
"You only got it," she said observantly, "from me and Maw. So how would you know?"
"I can tell," was all he said. He felt ashamed to have been called a small time lover. He liked to think himself as fantastic and prolific, and here his sister had said that he'd only fucked a couple of women, that he knew very little about the act itself. His prick began to sag.
"Aw," she said, sensing the problem, "I didn't mean anything by that. T think you're great, Charley. Really, I do." She slid her hand up into his anus. She probed his sphincter muscle, gave a good tug on his dick with her lips and then said: "Don't feel bad just because I said something dumb, eh?"
His pecker rose again. The meat took on the shape of a good stiff bone. "Thanks," he said, "I needed that."
She went quickly to work to make sure that the new erection remained as stiff as would be necessary to do the work in her twat hole. She had risen from bed with a horny, hollow feeling in her cunt, and she knew that the more fucking she got done that morning the better the day would be. "I want a lot of this prick inside me," she moaned between his legs. "What do you say?"
"I say good," said Charley. "Let's do it." He started to follow her over to the bed.
"And I say," said a familiar but uninvited voice, "that you better save some of that for me.
"Who the hell?" Charley swung around. His mother stood in the doorway. "Mom?! You here?"
"Yup," she said. "And I don't mind you two fucking each other. After all, you're brother and sister, but I do want to be sure that I get my fair share, too." She smiled and came into the room. "What do you say?"
"Alright by me," said Tina. "Let's do it in the big bed, though."
"Good," said Charley.
Vera, their mother, took the two teenagers by the hands and led them into her room.
"OK, " she said, "I want to see you two do it first. Then I'll go."
"Lick my ass-hole, Mom," said Charley, "OK ? While I fuck her, eh?"
"S"re," she agreed, "I guess I can watch from up there."
Tina crawled up onto the bed and spread out her long smooth legs. "Here you go, Charley. Come to sister. Come fuck me in the cunt, brother Charley. I love that pecker meat, and you got a big one." She reached down to her pussy and spread open the smooth lips. Charley was quick to climb onto her body. He had a good enough erection that he figured he would be able to fuck both women with the same hard-on. So he started off by drilling his sister's twat first. Then, when he saw that she was good and horny and enjoying herself immensely, and when his mother had properly reamed his ass-hole for about five minutes, he slid up and out of Tina's cunt tube and attacked Vera.
"Come on," he shouted, "get down on your back, Mom. I'm gonna give it to you just the way you wanted." He threw his weight into a good soft tackle on her shoulders. She went down on her back on the king-sized mattress. Before she could say "finger-lick" he had his prick up her cunt tube. He shoved it in good and hard. The hole was too greasy for her to try and stop him, or slow him down. Not that she would have anyhow.
"Oh, my, my, my," she stuttered. "I don't believe that-"
"Can it, Mom," he told her. "You know you love it, so just slow down and let me give you all the cock you can handle."
"Now, Charley, that's no way to talk to your mother. If you want to fuck me, you'll-"
He nailed her with his meat: "If I want to fuck you, I'll tell you about it and you'll do it."
"Oh, please, God, don't let him hurt her." moaned Tina who was suddenly frightened.
"Shut the fuck up, Tina," shouted Charley. "Mom's getting the biggest thrill she ever had. She loves it. Tell Tina. Go on, tell her." He slid his pecker in and out of her muscular twat tube.
"Ooooh, God, yes, he's the best fuck, Tina. I do love it. It's such a juicy fuck for my twat!" She rolled her hips so as to give Charley the kind of action that would get him hot and lusty as soon as possible. Her smooth pelvis rubbed nicely against his grain, and her pussy gripped him with hot flesh walls of juice.
"You coming, Mom?" asked Charley, his prong nowhere near satisfied. "You going to have an orgasm already ? " He sat up and pulled his meat out of her long wet tube. "Look at that," he said pointing at his mother. She was oblivious to the fact that he had removed his pecker from her cunt. "She's got so much ecstasy in her right now she don't even need a cock. How about that?" He smiled, happy to see that he'd given Vera something very nice.
"Now you want to do me?" asked Tina. "The way we started in the bedroom."
"God, yes," said Charley. He looked at her naked chest. The titties were the same as his mother's, but firmer. And the nipples had already formed into tight little rosy buds. He wanted to get a good suck going on one of those breasts. "Come here, Tina, please," he sighed.
She came across the bed and stuffed a titty up into his mouth. "Like this?" She used her hands to support the breast and to feed it into his mouth. He sucked and licked the hot little nipple. Then he proceeded to his sister's smooth pink chest. He licked and kissed and mouthed everything in sight. She slid down under him and he mounted her. His hard as rock phallus descended the length of her tube. She heaved her weight backwards, sending her cunt up on the shaft of his meat. The thick base filled the opening of the twat entrance. There the plentiful supply of juice trickled down from the stem of his point, between his balls, and down along his butt cheeks. She rocked him back and forth so that more of his hot cock would slide down into her slippery tube. He could feel the hot lips, the fleshy slippery insides, the fine contracting muscles ... all going to work on his hefty boner. A moment later he yelled: "Fuck me, Tina! Fuck my joint!"
She cranked up her legs, up and over his shoulders. She used a tight as a vice grip around his neck. That way she was sure that he wouldn't be the fish that got away. She held him in her the way she would have held a six-foot tool. He was flesh, but she manipulated his body with her long smooth legs, with her tender loins, with her hot rocking pelvis. She knew what she wanted and how to get it, and her brother was more than willing to give it to her, too.
"Oooh, God fucking damn," she cried when his meat went flying to the back most wall of her tube. "Shit me around, Charley, you never did it to me like that before!" She rocked up into his groin. She still had a muscular grip on his neck with her legs. She was all the way back on her spine, and her cunt tilted up to receive the meat he drilled her with.
In and out Charley shoved his pecker. His sister's hot box couldn't have taken another inch of bone. He jammed so fast and so hard that Tina had no idea whether he was in her pussy or out of it. He rubbed the big mushroom crown against the softest, smoothest part of her slippery lips. Then, just to consu-mate the tingle in his cock tip, he rubbed the entire shaft in the greasy well itself. He returned to the outer lips and built up another titillating feel on the tip of his meat. The chills flew back and forth between the two of them, and it would have been impossible to tell who, brother or sister, was more turned on, more heated.
It was, then, while this mass of flesh rocked in a pile of juice and heat, that Mrs. Benson came to her senses. She looked around and saw her son fucking her daughter. It looked good to her, given everything else that had happened that weekend, and she wanted to get some more of the action for herself. She slid down under Charley's butt, and while he rocked in and out of her daughter, she filled his bunghole with soft tongue meat.
"Oh, God, Mom," cried Charley, "that's really a thrill." In fact, it was so much of a thrill that every time his mother jammed her mouth muscle up into his shit tube, Charley thrust his meat even further into his sister's hot box. "Oh, fuck," she moaned in ecstasy, "I can't believe how much hot cock I get from you." She jerked her hips and began spraying her climactic ooze all along his huge pecker. The juice let Charley know that the orgasm for his sister was nearly over, that now he would have to either come himself, or look elsewhere for the balance of his own action.
Tina finished off about five seconds later. She rolled away from the big red log. Charley had not jerked into orgasm. He had a massive wad of jism stored in his young, hot balls, and he wanted to shoot it off.
"Listen," said his mother, when he had told her how horny he was, "I'll help you. Bring the meaty joint over here. You can spear my face for a while." She lay down and had him straddle her chest and head. . "Lean that dick down on my face. Not in my mouth, on my face."
Charley pressed his meaty prick against his mother's cheeks, along her nose, against her forehead. The underside of his pecker brushed
Vera's eyeballs, and her ears, and sometimes he went darting against the side of her head, in her long silky sandy blonde hair.
"You know," she spoke quietly to him, soothingly as he rammed his prick this way and that along her soft skin, "I used to enjoy this so much that one time I went out and paid a man to supply me with this little trick. Do you believe it?" She watched the hot cock rub against her cheeks and her nose. She loved the strokes he took to make himself even hotter and more passionate than he was when they began. "You getting hotter, Charley? Is it working?"
"Oh, yeah, Mom, I'm going to be boiling over in a minute. Just wait another second or two."
"Why don't you try my twat again, for the final thrill? I'd kind of like to have that pot of jism inside me, just for the hell of it." She winked at the underside of her son's prick, as if to say goodbye to the face rub. But she squeezed with her cunt when he'd climbed in down there, and that was as if to say hello.
"My, my," she moaned, "this is about as much meat as I've had in me in a year." Her juicing box flowed quickly down his shaft. "I'm juicing up all over again," she told him. "You don't mind, do you, Charley?" She rolled her pussy muscles along the shank of his joint. "I mean, after all, it is a bit my doing that you have such a pleasant feel right this minute. Without me, you'd have never been here at all."
"That's right, Mom," said Charley. "You're my mother and I'm your son. We'll pretend that today is Mother's Day. How would you like me to plug this cunt of yours?" He rested his body on her long fleshy frame. Her tits supported him. He reached up to those full boobies and cupped them with his palms. The nipples were like inflamed, budding flowers. They were popping with fresh lust, ready to spring open and bloom. "How do you like it, Mom?"
"I like it all the ways you can imagine," she told him. "You rub that dick against me, that's what counts. I like it everyway."
With that freedom, Charley pulled his meat out of his mother's twat and turned around. He gave her his ass-hole to play with, and he, for his part, rubbed his pecker down between her legs while he held her ankles. He had her feet near his face, his cock between her smooth ample thighs, and his butt within reach of her gently caressing fingers. His own hands he wrapped down around her ass cheeks. "Mom, Mom," he cried, "give my anus a good sticking with your fingers while I rub my penis between your legs."
"Sure, son," she said. "Here you go!" She poked a finger into his anus muscle. The finger went flying up the canal, so far in, in fact, that Mrs. Benson was fearful she might hurt her son. But he writhed in ecstasy and rubbed his meaty joint this way and that between her lovely legs. He held on tight to her butt cheeks, and, every now and again supplied her shit tube with a small feel for which she was quite appreciative. "Oh, son," she would moan and coo, "I like having your ass-hole to play with. It give me a kind of special delight." She jerked her finger around in his bunghole and caressed the sides of his butt cheeks. Finally, she reached under his belly, from behind, and took hold of his meat. "Come up here and stuff Mommy, honey. Give me that long steely rod of yours up my cute little cunt hole."
She had hold of him. He followed the tender feel of his mother's hand on his penis. When he arrived facing about, laying on her front to front, he sucked her titties. His frenzied passion had taken over all together, as indicated by his passionate wail: "FUCK MOTHER! FUCK MOTHER! Oh, I love this fucking screw in your twat, Mom!" He had indeed landed his penis within her pussy channel. He penetrated to the ultimate depths of her hole. He gave her all the hot muscle he could dig up. She squeezed and gyrated and rotated on his stiff flesh prong.
"Uh-oh," he screamed, "there it is!"
"Oh, yes," she moaned, "there it is!" Gently, she tilted her hips, angled her twat so as to cup his meat and the spilling jism. Each and every squirt ran down her tube and into the back, into her pussy reservoir. Soon her canal was flooded with semen and clit juice. She pushed on his chest, exercised her authority as his mother to get him off of her. "You stay there for a minute," she said breathing hard.
"Mom?" he asked. "Are you OK? I didn't do anything wrong did I?"
"No, honey, but I want to be quiet for a minute. Just for one minute, OK? " She put her finger to her lips and said: "Shhh." Then she rested her hand on her smooth full thigh.
Charley lay back wondering what his mother was doing. Vera had never done such a thing before, or at least he'd never seen her like this. She looked like a woman in a funeral parlor. He wondered if perhaps she was meditating.
When a few minutes had gone by he sat up and looked between his mother's spread legs. Dripping from her twat was a line of greyish juice and ooze, a mixture of twat liquid and semen. Charley loved the sight of his mother's ass cheeks sticking out below her honey pot lips. He was tempted to reach down between the soft, slippery loins and take a quick little feel of those nice pink and brown buttocks, but then he remembered that she wanted just to be still.
"Alright," she said suddenly, "that's all. Come here, Charley."
He looked at his mother strangely. She was acting weird, but he followed her command. "Kiss me," she said. "On the lips."
He leaned down and planted his tongue between his mother's thick lips. His tongue went here and there looking for a comfortable place to rest in her oral cavity. She pushed him away for a moment, and when he came back, she was hot and open and ready. He found the perfect hollow for his hungry mouth muscle.
When they stopped kissing Charley asked her why she'd acted strange before. "Oh," she said, "I just wanted to appreciate how nice everything has been."
"I hope it stays that way," said Charley.
"Me, too," sighed Vera. "Me, too."