Chapter 17
Following some more hot sex activity, both Darlene and Raymond felt the need for some rest.
They drifted off to sleep, not awakening until late in the afternoon. They did not even recognize what time it was, nor did they care. They were lost in the wonderful tropical wilderness splendor of Acapulco and each other.
"You know, my cunt is itching," Darlene said, reaching out and shaking her son's left shoulder. "Wake up, honey. I really need it. I need your tongue in my pussy."
Raymond blinked his eyes open, then looked at his mother and smiled. His eyes dropped down toward her mound. It never looked more inviting than it did at that moment. He observed her long trim legs, then envisioned himself plunging his head down between them and permitting his tongue to slide with rapid-fire movements against her mound.
"Get ready," he said, "because your tiger son is gonna go down on you."
"Drive your tongue inside my snatch," she called out excitedly. "I need it, baby. Oh, yeah, honey, come on and drive it inside me. Oh, plunge it in my pussy. Suck my mound. Drive your tongue, baby. Oh, honey, you can do it."
He buried his tongue between her legs and moved his tongue restlessly against her mound.
Darlene responded immediately, her whole body igniting as a result of his stirring tongue movements. She flipped her hips back and forth, enjoying the scintillating stabs that he was supplying with his hot, restless tongue.
"Suck my hot snatch," she called out, "oh, baby, you can do it, sweetheart. Ohhh, come on and slide your tongue. Suck my pussy."
He moved his fingers restlessly up and down Darlene's legs while his tongue continued to rapidly explore her mound. He kept on briskly plunging his hot tongue against her snatch, moving her ever closer to orgasm.
Unknown to both of them, as Raymond kept up his stirring tongue strokes in her pussy, the front door opened and Chuck, back from a day's jaunt in the Jeep with Sheila and Julie, was returning.
He immediately heard the sounds of threshing bodies coming from the bedroom. His whole body tensed. He expected to find some handsome young Mexican engaged in sex with his wife.
He walked quickly into the bedroom, his fists clenched. His face turned white when he observed his own son moving his tongue briskly inside his wife's pussy.
Darlene had her eyes closed and her body was twisting out of control as Raymond kept on sending his tongue deep inside her hot mound, driving her ever closer to a beautiful climax.
"Here I go, baby, oh, I'm juicing," Darlene gasped. "Yes, oh, there it goes. Eat it, baby, go after every drop of my hot juice. Yes, oh, you're getting a nice dessert. Swallow it all, baby. Oh, what a nice feeling. Go after it, darling. Oh, yes, go after every drop."
It wasn't until Raymond removed his tongue from Darlene's mound that he looked over in Chuck's direction.
Chuck walked menacingly toward the bed, his whole body shaking. His fists were clenched and his face was white with shock and anguish.
"I don't believe what I saw," he exploded suddenly. "I could break your goddamned neck, Raymond."
As Raymond turned toward Chuck, Darlene jumped up from the bed and stepped between her husband and son.
"Stop it," she told Chuck angrily. "We're not doing anything any different than you do."
Darlene's accusation caused Chuck to become even more confused. He shook his head.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that you're banging your nieces."
Chuck's eyes blinked and he heaved a deep sigh.
"You're right," he said, "there will have to be a lot of changes made on all sides. I guess it takes something like this to sober you up."