Chapter 10
Ed continued to resolutely tug at Irene's stockings.
"Keep it up, darling, you've just about got them off," the giggled.
As he kept on moving his fingers down her legs, she stretched out on the middle of the rug, spreading her legs outwardly.
She lay there smiling, watching as he continued to tug at her stockings.
With one decisive final tug, he removed them altogether, then reached out and grabbed her black lace panties.
Mona couldn't help but get excited to an even greater extent as the action continued. She squirmed as she sat in the sofa, watching the steadily unfolding action as her son Ed became increasingly more enchanted with the prospect of fucking Irene.
He pulled down eagerly at her panties, scraping them against the warm skin on her thighs.
"Keep pulling, honey," she smiled. "You've just about got me there."
After he removed her panties, he looked up toward her bra. He reached out and undid it, letting it drop to the floor.
His instinctive response upon observing her breasts falling forward was to reach out and touch the huge, well-rounded globes of flesh.
His fingers curled around her nipples a few times, by which time she had become so overwhelmed with passion that it was necessary for her to coax him into another act.
"Get down and lick my ass-hole," she gasped. "Work on it, honey. My cunt's so hot. Slide your tongue around my ass. It'll get me there. It'll get me to the point where you can start sucking my twat."
He reached down and clamped his fingers around her thighs, then let his surging tongue loose inside her anus.
With great smoothness, he let his tongue go to work, manipulating eagerly around her ass-hole.
With every probing movement, he saw to it that he got her excited in just the right way, bringing her enthusiasm to the foreground gradually.
"I'm set, go down on me," she called out with great urgency.
He removed his tongue suddenly from her ass-hole, then put it to work inside her box.
Ed flipped his tongue around within her box, working quickly, probing devastatingly as he moved her toward climax.
His fingers clutched her thighs more tightly than before as he kept up the sucking, driving his tongue against her box, moving her ever closer to climax.
"Work your tongue," she exclaimed, "keep it going, darling. I love what you're doing. You're really exciting me. Oh, work your tongue beautifully, sweetheart. I need it. I want it. You're gonna give it to me."
By that time he was opening fire, driving his tongue deep into her warm, moist pit.
She felt the burning excitement flowing through her entire body as she enjoyed the activity that he systematically applied.
A few energetic stabs later, the juices bolted from her, spilling into his waiting mouth.
"Eat every bit," she said, "have yourself a warm meal, honey. Eat it raw. Go after my naked lunch."
By that time Mona found herself so enchanted by what was going on that she could feel the fires building between her legs. Within her restless mound, she felt the pangs of anxiety that she knew would probably eventually propel her into sex.
Perhaps she would have sex with her son in front of Irene, even though she had, a few minutes earlier, rejected such a possibility out of hand.
Once Ed removed his tongue from Irene's mound, he decided that his cock needed immediate release.
It thrust out with savage desire, hanging tall and fast, ready for some immediate contact with Irene's beautiful body.
"I want in your ass-hole," he said determinedly, gripping her legs firmly.
"You really are on fire."
"Damned right. If that box lunch couldn't do it, nothing could."
"Go to it, tiger. Fuck my hot ass-hole."
Mona was amazed at the joy expressed by Irene to engage in an act of sodomy.
Her husband Gary had never even suggested fucking her ass-hole, and, in the event that he had, she would have turned him down.
Sodomy was one thing that was definitely taboo as far as Mona was concerned. She considered herself to be a liberated woman, but not to the point of ridiculousness, which she considered surrendering herself to sodomy to be.
"Drive it in my hot ass," Irene coaxed Ed on.
A seductive little smile surfaced on Ed's lips as he got set to put his hard dick to work.
As Mona watched, the curiosity within her could not help but appreciably accelerate.
CHAPTER ll
"Would you like me to lubricate you?" Ed asked grinningly, letting his fingers explore his lover's legs.
"Yeah, reach down and pry a little pussy juice loose. There's plenty there."
"I guess so, you're dripping with it," he laughed.
"Stick your fingers in my snatch, darling. Then you can slip the juice into my ass-hole."
Ed did precisely as he was told, dipping the first two fingers of his right hand inside her still excited box, which was covered with pussy juice.
He let his fingers dip into her pussy well for quite a few seconds, then removed them, placing the juices high inside her ass-hole.
"I'm gonna give you a good fuck," he said. "Turn over, baby."
"With great pleasure," Irene giggled.
Irene turned over on her stomach. Ed shoved his fingers firmly into her ass-hole, making certain that he did a good job of lubricating her.
Mona noticed the way that Irene's ass cheeks delectably wiggled while Ed applied the juice.
Ed got up quickly from the floor, walking over toward the sofa, where he picked up a green pillow.
He carried the pillow with him back toward the middle of the floor, lowering his body onto the rug, then slipping it beneath his lover's stomach.
"Raise up a little," he said. "I want to get you at the right angle for me to fuck you."
Mona sat on the edge of the sofa, watching intently as her son got set to crank up.
Before he began he reached out with his left hand and slapped Irene's ass cheeks several times. He slapped the left, then did the same to right.
While his right hand was busily slapping away at her firm ass cheeks, he reached out with his right hand and pumped up and down on his cock.
"Just a little more exercise," he laughed. "I'm just about set, Irene."
"I guess this is your dry run," she laughed.
"It won't be dry by a long shot. Just wait until you see all the juice that's gonna drip out of my pecker."
"You've got a point there, my dear."
He slipped his cock forward, removing his fingers from it and squeezing her ass cheeks with both hands as he moved his hard dick toward her anus.
Ed penetrated his cock inside her ass-hole, probing slowly at first, then moving gradually onward.
His strokes were short, punchy and graceful as he kept on driving his dick ever deeper into her anus.
Ed started out by just barely slipping his prick into the outer confines of Irene's ass-hole, but soon he was working it in all the way, driving good and hard as he penetrated her hot ass.
"Keep plunging," she gasped. "I want your hot dick in me all the way. Keep shoving it in. Oh, fuck me, darling. Fuck my ass-hole. Stick your stiff dick into me."
The burning sensations multiplied within both of them as he stepped up the pace dramatically, squeezing her ass cheeks harder than before as he pummeled her with his flying dick, which strove resolutely forward, constantly colliding with her anus.
Irene was quick to respond to his hard stabs, her ass cheeks wiggling as he kept on driving his hammer-like dick into her.
"Keep it up, you're on a right track," she sighed.
Mona could tell from the way that her son was panting, and by the manner in which he had begun to sweat, that the strain was taking its toll. He would shortly be releasing his juices. There was just no other way.
He reached out and slapped her ass cheeks several times, then got set to unleash the first few droplets from his hard dick.
"I'm about to cut loose," he gasped.
"You've been cutting loose. Finish the job."
Mona recognized that, if she got any hotter, she would have to reach down and begin to play with her pussy. The dramatic excitement continued mounting as her son pushed ever closer to the moment of climax.
As Ed reached out one last time and slapped his lover's ass cheeks, Mona observed the sea of white juice beginning to penetrate out of the end of his cock and into Irene's ass-hole.
Mona watched the streaking jissum with great interest. She couldn't help but wonder just how Irene felt getting a cock stuffed high up her ass-hole, then receiving the flowing juices from Ed's hard cock.
The cock juice kept spilling seemingly unceasingly from the end of his cock, and by the time that the final few drops had exploded from the end of Ed's pecker, he knew that he needed to take a little bit of a rest.
He withdrew his penis from his lover's ass-hole, patting her on the buttocks affectionately.
"That's what I call good fucking," he said. "You can't beat a good tight ass-hole when it comes to really enjoying yourself."
Irene rolled over on her back, tossing the pillow off to the side of the room.
She looked up at Mona.
"I guess you got yourself quite a lesson watching us," she said.
"It was quite an incredible sight."
"We're pretty incredible people," Irene grinned.
"I get that very same feeling," Mona said. "But I don't know if I'd like to involve myself in some of those acts."
"Like ass-fucking?"
"Yes, in particular that."
"You couldn't find any cleaner, more wholesome fun," she laughed. "But you know something. I think you're absolutely beautiful."
"That's nice of you to say," Mona smiled, her resistance toward the young woman suddenly abating.
Irene got up slowly from the rug, walking over to the same drawer where she had pulled out the marijuana cigarettes previously.
She picked up three cigarettes, slipping one inside her mouth, handing one to Ed, then walking toward Mona.
"Come on and try it," Irene smiled. "If you don't like it after the first few puffs, you can always throw it away."
"Come on, mom. Don't be a spoil-sport," Ed said. "At least give it a try."
Mona hesitated, deliberating as to whether she should take the bold step of smoking the grass.
She finally took the cigarette, slipping it into her mouth.
"I'll light it for you," Irene said.
She picked up a cigarette lighter and lit the cigarette for Mona.
Mona wondered whether she was flipping out or something. She couldn't understand how she could compromise herself in so many ways.
"How do you like it, mom?" Ed asked after Mona had had time to take a few puffs.
"It feels awfully damn strong," she replied, coughing a little. "My God, it really burns my throat."
"You'll get used to it in time," Irene told her.
The longer that Mona puffed on the cigarette, the more she began to like it.
She felt herself loosening up, and as she puffed, she observed Irene looking into her eyes with great admiration.
Mona wondered if she wasn't imagining things. If she hadn't seen Irene getting fucked not once but twice by her son Ed, she would have been convinced that she had lesbian tendencies. But since she was so concerned about sex with Ed, Mona couldn't therefore imagine her being interested in women.
After Mona finished the cigarette, Irene reached out and flipped her fingers inside Mona's sweater.
"What are you doing," Mona exclaimed.
"I want to give your tits a little feel," Irene laughed.
"You're a les?"
"I'm a bi, baby," Irene laughed. "That means I dig pleasure anywhere that I can find it."
"Right on," Ed laughed.
"You see, Ed-likes to watch me making it with a woman," Irene explained, continuing to maneuver her fingers skillfully over Mona's breasts.
"You're picking the wrong girl," Mona gulped.
Even while Mona was resisting, she couldn't help but feel sparks of titillation in her pussy.
The longer that Irene exercised her fingers against Mona's breasts, the stranger Mona felt.
"Get your fingers off of me," Mona gasped. "You're going out of your mind, Irene."
"I'm doing nothing of the sort. Relax, honey. You're tense. I can do all kinds of wonderful things for you, if you'll just give me the chance."
"Turn loose," Mona said heatedly.
Irene withdrew her fingers from Mona's breasts at that point. She stared down at Ed's beautiful mother.
"Take off your clothes, baby. I'd like to let my magic tongue go to work on you," Irene said.
Mona's mind was a web of confusion.
She just couldn't understand what was happening. It was all so strange, lying there on the sofa, watching Irene, who was drooling over her.
Irene reached out and ran her fingers smoothly through her hair.
"Such nice hair, such a beautiful woman," she swooned. "I really want to fuck you."
"What's with this girl?" Mona looked over at Ed and said helplessly.
"She's got the hottest tongue in town," Ed laughed. "Let her give you a tongue job, mom. You'll love every bit of it. Besides, I want to watch you two gorgeous chicks make it."
"I'll be damned if I'm going to permit myself to become a side show spectacle, just because you want to watch me in the act of sex."
"Don't look at it that way," Ed said. "Look at it as an opportunity to receive loads of pleasure."
"Is that what it's gonna be?"
"Bet your sweet ass it is," Irene chuckled.
Suddenly Mona found all of the resistance leaving her. She had battled hard on principle, but the longer that she observed Irene looking at her, the more attractive Irene seemed to become.
Mona felt guilty, wondering if she wasn't surrendering herself to lesbian urges. But there was something enticing about Irene. First of all, she was beautiful. And, in addition to her facial and bodily beauty, she had a certain saucy zestfulness that Mona couldn't help but be impressed by.
"Let me help you off with your skirt," Irene said.
Before Mona could so much as utter a sound, Irene began to undress her. She reached out and tugged eagerly at her skirt, unbuttoning it, then pulling it off of her.
"I'll have you naked in no time," Irene chuckled.
Once Irene was successful in removing Mona's skirt and sweater she stood back and admired Mona before getting on to stripping off her underwear.
"What a body," Irene exclaimed happily. "Do I ever want to suck your cunt. I'll give you a tongue bath that you'll never forget."
"And she means it, too," Ed asserted.
Mona observed Ed reaching out with his right hand, which he used to pump up and down on his dick. She could see that he was having a good time watching Irene undressing her.
Irene's fingers reached back and pulled at the straps which held together Mona's bra. She pulled off the bra, throwing it eagerly on the floor.
At that point she permitted her fingers to swoop down on Mona's breasts. She used the same authoritative stroking manner that her son had employed. Mona had to admit that it did feel good to receive those spirited finger movements from her lovely female admirer.
"What tits," Irene exclaimed. "I knew that they'd be nice and firm. I admired them so many times before. I knew I was gonna love them."
She reached down and kissed Mona's nipples, then directed her attention to Mona's panties.
She reached down quickly toward Mona's panties, pulling eagerly at them, overcome with anxiety as she kept on moving them down her legs.
"Strip her clean," Ed said, jerking up and down on his long prick. "You know where it's at, Irene. You know how to give either a man or a woman loads of pleasure. Keep going, darling."
She released the panties from Mona's legs. Irene watched with great interest as Mona began to pant. Mona's face also began to redden under the stimulating pressure that was being employed by her lover Irene.
Irene reached out and grabbed Mona. She let her arms encircle Mona, clasping her arms around Mona's back.
While she hung on to Mona for dear life, Irene shoved her body forward, permitting her breasts to rub against those of Mona.
Once the erogenous act of the breast exchange occurred, both of the girls' bodies began to twitch with exhilaration.
"What tits, what tits," Irene gasped.
The longer that the breast friction continued, the longer that their bodies met in passionate bliss, the more excited that Mona became.
"I love it, oh, do I love it," Mona said. "There's something about those breasts touching."
"I love that kind of friction, too," Irene exclaimed.
Irene reached out and let her lips plunge against those of Mona. All the while she kept up the torrid breast activity.
She released her lips from Mona's, then permitted her tongue to slip inside Mona's mouth.
Back and forth the tongues stabbed, eagerly colliding as their breasts rubbed against each other.
Mona was overwhelmed by the firm warmth of Irene's tits, which literally exploded against her own as they continued to rub.
The faster that the breasts converged, the more quickly Irene deposited her tongue inside Mona's mouth.
While the fervent action continued, Irene began to pull downward. She wanted to tug her lover to the rug.
When the girls hit the rug with a thud, Ed became so enthralled at watching them that he had to release his fingers from his cock. If he hadn't, he would have orgasmed right then and there.
"Go to it, girls, give her a good fuck," Ed encouraged.
Irene continued to dominate the action, letting her tongue splash eagerly inside Mona's mouth.
Mona was scarcely able to breathe, but through it all she felt a tremendous degree of physical excitement. Never had she been involved in anything quite like this before.
When Irene released her tongue from Mona's mouth, she let it dart down toward Mona's left breast.
"I knew she'd go after your tits," Ed nodded knowingly. "She's a real tits gal, as well as a leg gal. If there's sensation there, she knows where it's at."
She kept on slipping her tongue against Mona's left breast, and Mona lifted her body in an upward fashion, wanting to cooperate with her lover.
After doing a thorough job of sucking the left breast of Mona, Irene moved on to the right breast, repeating the same kind of meaningful action.
Mona's body began to shake so rapidly that Irene recognized the tremendous need to supply her with every bit of satisfaction possible. Irene knew she had to act fast, since Mona was getting so carried away that it was incredible.
Irene slipped her tongue down to Mona's stomach. She slid her tongue smoothly over Mona's navel, then let it drop down toward Mona's left thigh.
She slipped her tongue eagerly against Mona's thigh, providing Mona with even more sensations.
Irene was well aware of the fact that the thigh produced all kinds of magnificent sensations for a woman, and she was doing her best to see to it that Mona got every possible thrill out of the act.
After sucking Mona's thigh for quite some time, Irene switched her efforts to gnawing, allowing her teeth to nibble against her lover's inner thigh.
At that point the stimulating activity became so overpowering that pussy juices emerged from Mona's mound.
Irene realized just how much she was exciting Mona, and at that point slipped her tongue over against Mona's right thigh.
She systematically repeated the same movements, first moving her tongue up, down, and around Mona's thigh, then permitting her teeth to nibble on the same spot.
"Oh, you've really got me now," Mona said. "You've got to suck me, darling. You've got to move on to my pussy. I'm ready to explode."
Irene withdrew her teeth from Mona's right thigh.
"How about me sucking your ass-hole first?" she asked smilingly.
"Just make sure you make it snappy," Mona said urgently.
"My mother is a very oversexed woman," Ed laughed.
"Course she is. That's where you get it from," Irene quipped.
"You're damned right. I couldn't be more proud of that trait."
"I'll work my tongue inside your ass-hole," Irene said.
Irene reached out and parted Mona's wet thighs, looking at her inviting pink slit, which was already moist.
"I'm all set to plunge ahead," Irene laughed.