Chapter 9

Nancy tossed fitfully on the cramped couch, covering her tousled head with her pillow in a futile attempt to stop the intruding mid-morning light pouring in through the living room window. God, she felt awful ... ached all over ... especially down there. Young Johnny Kelly had given her the most thorough going over she'd had in years, and this morning she was going to pay the price in spades!

"Coffee, Nancy? ... Or, would you rather I called you Mom...?"

Nancy's startled eyes fluttered open to look up at the brightly beaming face as her daughter-in-law set the steaming cup down on the coffee table before her. "I ... Uh, Nancy's fine, Judy ... Where's Bob?"

"He drove down to Mendocino to see about a job in a winery ... He probably won't be back before tonight."

Nancy sat up on the edge of the couch, shielding her nakedness with the bedspread, and took a sip of the morning elixir Judy had brought her. "MMMmmm!" she piped. "That's good!"

Judy sat down beside her, a mocking grin cutting across her pretty blue-eyed face as she laughed, "Had yourself quite a time last night, huh?"

Nancy felt her cheeks burn hotter than the coffee as she deliberately avoided Judy's searching eyes. Then, searching the pile of hastily discarded clothing on the floor beside the couch, she blurted, "I want to get dressed ... Where are my underthings?"

"I threw them in the washer," Judy retorted matter-of-factly. "You know what God-awful stains jism can leave if you don't wash it out right away." Nancy's stomach turned an anxious flip. "W-What are you talking about, Judy!" she stammered. "I-I've just been having a little problem down there, and "

"Ha!" Judy laughed. "You're as healthy as a newborn filly and you know it! ... Besides, I can tell cum when I feel it."

I'll just bet you can! Nancy thought venomously, reaching for her cup. Then, half whispering, "You're one to talk anyway, little girl ... After what I saw you doing at The Silver Goose yesterday afternoon "

"Oh?" Judy feigned. "What did you see me doing, Nancy?" Nancy swallowed a large mouthful of coffee that seared her gullet all the way down. "I-I saw you making love to a ... a fat man!" she blurted. "No you didn't," Judy chuckled.

"I damn well did, you little whore!" Judy's smile lessened somewhat. "We weren't 'making love,' as you so kindly put it," she corrected. "We were fucking. Pure, unadulterated fucking ... Go ahead and say it, Nancy ... From the looks of your panties this morning, I'd say you were a big girl now."

Nancy turned on her sharply. "Why you little tramp, I've got half a mind to "

"To what, Nancy? Tell Bob? You're too late for that; he already knows." Nancy stared at her incredulously. "Y-You're lying, Judy," she softened. "Bob wouldn't stand for that kind of crap!"

"You'd be surprised what kind of 'crap' Bob would stand for, Nancy ... What would you say if I told you that when we made love last night he made me pretend I was you?"

"I-I'd say you were lying!" Nancy stood suddenly, forgetting her nudity as the bedspread fell revealingly from her full-blown body. "Now stop it, Judy!" she demanded. "I ... I don't want to hear anymore!"

Judy's jaw fell slack at the sudden, startling appearance of her mother-in-law's voluptuous naked body. "My God," she stammered breathlessly, "you're really beautiful, Nancy ... No wonder Bob wants to fuck you so bad he can taste it!"

This time it was Nancy's turn to smile, even though her face was still flushed in embarrassment. "What were you expecting, Judy," she queried proudly, "grey hair on my puss?"

Judy's pink tongue darted out of its own volition to wet her lips. "Please don't be angry, Nancy," she pleaded sheepishly, her eyes flickering nervously back and forth from her husband's mother's enormous white breasts to the inviting blanket of brown fur that framed the older woman's cunt. "Sit back down and let's talk," she continued, patting the spot Nancy had just vacated. "After all, we're family now, aren't we? ... I mean, we shouldn't carry on like this, should we ... I am carrying your first grandchild, you know."

Nancy could hardly believe the sudden rapid change that had come over her asp-tongued daughter-in-law. She was practically begging for a second chance! Quietly then, she sat back down and reached again for the bedspread to cover her nudity.

"Please don't!" Judy objected, extending a restraining hand. Then, embarrassedly, "I-I mean, it's okay; we're both girls, aren't we? ... Here, I'll make myself naked, too ... so you won't feel embarrassed." Quickly, she got to her feet and undid the loosely-folded sash that held the front of her worn white terrycloth robe together around her burgeoning waist. 'There!" she announced proudly as she shrugged the simple garment from her narrow shoulders and let it fall to a crumpled heap around her tiny feet. "Now, I'm naked, too!"

Nancy's doe-like grey eyes took in Judy's nudity with critically undivided attention. Pregnant or not, it was obvious what her handsome son had seen in her in the first place; she was gorgeous! Her breasts, high, proud and huge in a conical sort of way, swung out to either side like a pair of poorly braced cannon as the young blonde daughter-in-law sucked in her breath.

"They're not as big and soft as yours," Judy offered as she sat primly back down with her thighs pressed together guardedly. "But all the guys I've ever dated loved to suck them ... Do you like to have yours sucked, too, Nancy?"

Again, Nancy reached for her coffee, this time draining the cup and setting it back down before she dropped it. "What woman doesn't, Judy?" she managed with feigned nonchalance.

Judy gave her a sidelong glance and dimpled prettily. "Do you go out much, Nancy?" she asked innocently. "I mean, here we are practically mother and daughter, and I don't know anything about you!"

"Last night was the first time I've been out since Bill Bob's dad died," Nancy confessed. "Oh God, how can you stand it?" Judy smiled. "I mean, I'd go nuts if I didn't get screwed every couple of days or so!"

"You get used to it."

"Don't you use anything? ... Not even a vibrator or something?"

Nancy opened her mouth to speak, but could find no words. The only sensation she was aware of at that moment was that of her clitoris slipping wetly forward through the enveloping pink folds of her labia.

"I used a vibrator once," Judy announced pleasantly. "It belonged to my 'roomie,' Janie ... before Bob and I got married."

"Oh?" Nancy swallowed dryly, her eyes dropping to the slightly-parting slit between Judy's legs as the younger girl suddenly let her legs fall lazily apart at the thigh.

"Yes," Judy continued. "It was shaped like a man's cock a big man's and I'd sit on my bed just before work you know, trying to get myself in the mood and I'd turn it on and run it up and down the crotchband of my panties ... just let it play there, buzzing and tickling like crazy until I couldn't stand it any longer, and then I'd push my panties aside with the tip of it and spread my legs on the bed and slide it up and down across my clit I'm not bothering you, am I?"

"N-No, go on."

"More coffee?"

"Go on, Judy!"

"And then, well, I'd just sort of jam in my pussy as far as it would go and squeeze and squeeze and squeeze." She gave Nancy a moment to catch her breath, her eyes nearly popping from her skull at the sight of the older woman's huge breasts rising and falling with her rapid breath. Then, she leaned back against the couch and let her long white legs splay widely as she reached down to scissor open the half-parted lips of her pussy with the middle and forefingers of her right hand. "Good Lord, look at that!" she exclaimed as if she'd just discovered a mosquito bite. "My clit got all stiff just talking about it ... You must think I'm an awful whore!"

Nancy's eyes were glued to the inviting spread of Judy's obscenely open crotch as she blustered, "I-I guess you kids are a little more liberal than people were when I was your age, Judy."

The conniving blonde-haired daughter-in-law smiled warmly. "Don't you ever think about doing things with other people ... I mean, just for sex?"

"I've had a daydream or two," Nancy admitted. Oh God, why doesn't she stop rubbing herself down there! "I guess I'm sort of weird about things," Judy droned on. "Love is great, and making it with Bob is something else with that big cock of his Did I tell you he's bigger than Gerald?"

"G-Gerald?"

"The fat guy ... Hey, are you alright, Nancy? ... You look like you're going to faint or something!"

"I-I'm alright, Judy."

"Well, anyway, sometimes I like to do it just because it's wrong maybe evil would be a better word y'know what I mean, Nancy?"

"I think I'm beginning to."

"I mean, I'm not a big brain or anything; I don't know if there's a scientific term for being a 'naughty-britches,' but when Bob told me he wanted to take you to bed I mean, treat his own mother like she was just some tramp he'd picked up in a bar I thought that was the most exciting thing I'd ever heard in my life! ... Isn't that awful?"

In paralyzed silence, Nancy stared with glittering intensity at her daughter-in-law's soft pubic mound. Her breath caught in her lungs. She was unable to take her eyes off Judy's obscenely displayed sex ... where she'd seen the fat man's hot scarlet cock slide in and out the day before ... from which had spurted his overflowing sperm! "Are you sure you're okay?" Judy intoned concernedly.

"I ... I don't know."

Then, as if she'd just discovered a long lost secret, Judy chirped, "Of course you're not alright. How silly of me. How could you be with this right in front of you?" With "this," she arched her pelvis high above the couch. "Isn't this the prettiest little pussy you've ever seen, Nancy? Wouldn't you like to suck it?"

Oh, dear God! Nancy thought, sickened to the heart. I do, I do!

"Go ahead and touch it, Nancy," Judy offered graciously, bracing her hands under the small of her back to support the obscenely arched position. "I don't say 'no' to anybody else; I don't know why I should make an exception in your case!"

Even though her face was flushed a beet red, the brown-haired mother-in-law reached forward with one hand, only to stop indecisively half-way there, only to move again at the pregnant blonde's impatiently snapped, "Go on and stick your fingers in me, Nancy ... everybody does!"

Nancy was trembling like a leaf when the tips of her long-nailed fingers made electrifying contact with her pregnant daughter-in-law's moist pink flesh. Her heart felt like it would pump right through her breast when she inserted first one, then two, then three fingers in Judy's hot young cunt to the palm of her hand.

"Oh yes, Nancy ... like that!" the young blonde cooed as she lowered her buttocks back to the couch and spread her naked thighs as far as they would go. "Just pretend it's yours, and do everything to it that you'd like Bob to do!"

Nancy was almost delirious with the unexpected lust that threatened to consume her as she inserted another finger and began to fuck them in and out of her daughter-in-law's clinging vaginal sheath.

"Oooh, a four-finger girl," Judy moaned delightedly. "Well, that's MMMmmm! okay; Bob is very well hung...!"

Dear God-in-heaven, Nancy's tortured mind fused hotly, I must be as sick as she is ... In twenty minutes, she's got me thinking about screwing my own son and ... Oh, God, I want to suck her!

Like a spider feeling the tell-tale tug of its unsuspecting victim in its well-spun web, Judy reached down gently to touch the alabaster whiteness of Nancy's melonous breasts. She hefted them in her hands as if she were weighing them on a scale, then tugged cruelly on each strawberry nipple in turn with her long-nailed fingers. "You're very beautiful, Nancy," she soothed. "And I don't think we're so unlike as we've been pretending ... You want to fuck Bob, don't you? ... You want to fuck him because he's handsome, because he has a long thick cock ... because it's wonderfully wicked to fuck your own son...!"

"Oh God, yesss!" Nancy blurted suddenly. "I want to fuck Bob ... I want to fuck my own handsome son!"

"What else do you want to do, Nancy?" Judy pressed cruelly. "I-I want to suck you, Judy ... I want to eat you!"

"Then do it, Nancy! Get down on your hands and knees and show me how much you want to be evil with your own stud son!"

"B-But how can we do it?" Nancy intoned breathlessly as she withdrew her lust-slickened fingers and assumed the required position. "Simple, Nancy, you wanted a job at The Silver Goose? Well, take it! ... Believe me, when Bob gets a load of these big cow tits of yours he'll be ready to fuck a skunk!"

"In that case," Nancy offered, "why not offer him the whole damned package?"

"Oh?" Judy smiled. "How do you propose to do that?"

"By going to work at Kelly's Green Room," Nancy stated flatly. "Besides, it pays better." And then, irresistibly, the beautiful young mother buried her face in the pregnant girl's upturned crotch and began to suck at whatever pink flesh found its way into her mouth.