Chapter 2

Call Me Mother-Fucker

I raised myself up off Susan and pulled my prick out of her pussy, and this huge flood of wet goo came pouring out of the hole along with it.

"All fucked out already?" daddy said, while I was squatting there wiping off my prick. "Jesus, you oughta make it last longer than that, boy. You gotta learn to drag it out to the limit and get the maximum amount of pleasure for yourself each time."

Susan looked a little disappointed too, that it was all over already. She didn't say nothing, but she was still laying there on the floor all sweated up, with her legs sprawled a mile apart, and she kept rubbing her hand around on her pussy and digging up into it with her fingers, like she was wishing my prick was still inside there doing its work.

"You done right good, though, for a first time," mama said to me. "Rest yourself for a little bit, and then you can try it again. It generally always goes better the second time."

"Maybe there won't be no second time," daddy said. "The little squirt has gone cock-soft on us already. Don't tell me we've raised ourselves a goddamn single-shooter. That'd be a disgrace in this here family."

Mama said, "Don't worry-he'll be okay again in a minute." She gave me a kiss on the neck, and then gathered up my prick and balls all together in her hand and started working them around, squeezing and stroking and tickling with her fingertips, and sure as hell-in no time at all I was right back up in a huge hard on again.

"There, you see?" mama said, real proud of me, and she leaned over and gave my stiff pecker a kiss, right on the end of it, and a little lick with her tongue. It was the first time she'd done that to me since I was real small. When I was a baby, she used to kiss my pecker like that and tickle on it to quiet me down. But I didn't remember ever getting^he same kind of feelings out of it back in them days as I was getting now. When she kissed my weenie that way, I started to feel that same old tickley business rising up inside me again, like before, and I began to think about fucking some more.

Daddy laughed at what mama was doing to me. "Never mind that shit now," he said. "The boy ain't ready for blowjobs yet. If you're so hungry for dick, Rosie, come on over here and gobble on mine."

Rosie was mama's actual name. She stuck her tongue out at daddy and said, "If you're getting so goddamn horny over there from watching us, old man, then why don't you take your dick out and play with yourself for awhile? I got business of my own to attend to over here."

The very next thing I knew, she hopped up and peeled her damn dress off over her head, and there she stood, naked as a jaybird. She never did wear no underwear in the hot season, cause daddy never allowed her to.

When he seen her stripping down like that, though, he yelled at her, "What in hell you think you're up to, woman? Ain't you got no sense of shame in front of your own children?" He was a fine one to talk bullshit about "shame"-the way he carried on around that house.

Mama just laughed, and then she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me up tight against her, squashing her big soft boobies all over my face and everything, so's I couldn't hardly breathe.

"Whata you trying to do-smother the boy?" daddy said."Give him air, for chrissake."

Mama grabbed onto my prick again and gave it a couple of strokes up and down. "Susan had her turn," she said, "and now it's mine. Why should that little fuzz-twat have all the fun?"

"Now you just wait a second," daddy roared. "That boy's got his sister's pussy to diddle with -he don't need no sexing from you. You're supposed to be my woman, goddammit, and don't forget it. What kind of goings on is this-a mother messing around with her boy right in front of her lawful husband? It ain't moral!"

Mama gave him a juicy fart-noise with her mouth. "listen to who's talking, will you?" she said. "When we was first going together, your mama was crazy jealous of me cause I was stealing you outa her bed ain't that the truth? Every damn time I ever came over to your house to see you, I'd always find you and her in the sack, humping away like a couple of jackrabbits. It was a different story in your ease."

"Well, that was different, sure enough," daddy said. "After my pa left home, ma didn't have a soul in the world to sex her, excepting me. I was doing her a kindness, as an actual fact. But you sure ain't got no need for extra loving on the side, by God. Don't I give you all the humping you can handle around here? You don't need no thirteen-year-old dickies diddling your pussy, for chrissakea-not with my king size cock always handy to take care of the job."

"You hush up," mama said. "If a woman can't sex around a little bit with her own son, then who else? You was so all-fired anxious to learn him and Susan how to fuck for the first time in their lives. Now it's my turn to take over the teaching. I reckon I can learn the boy a thing or two that he wouldn't never get from listening to your bullshit. Better he should find out the right ways of servicing a woman while he's still young, before he gets into a lot of bad habits."

"Well, you go right ahead and suit yourself," daddy said. "Maybe it'll improve your disposition at that, riding a different prick for a change. Long as it's all in the family, I guess there ain't no harm in it Better than you peddling your tail around the neighborhood to a lot of strange fellers that I can't keep tabs on.

"The only thing is, though, if you're gonna feel free to mess around with young Tom every time you feel the itch from now on, there ain't no reason why I shouldn't make a little hay with Susan the same way, now that she's been broke in. I can sure use a little variety In my sex life too, by God. A man gets tired of poking the same old hole forever. Come on over here now, Susan baby, and set up on my lap like you used to. Daddy will show you what it's like to get yourself diddled and rogered by a real man."

Susan jumped up right away, all giggly and excited, and ran over to him as if she liked the idea of getting her pussy shafted by a bigger prick, now that she'd had a little taste of what this sexing business was all about. She tried to hop up onto daddy's lap right away, but he held her off at first and yelled at her, "Wait just a second, child, till I pull these britches off me. A man's gotta get his tool out before he can do a job of work."

He undone his belt and started stripping his pants down, with Susan giving him a helping hand at it, but I have to admit, I wasn't paying too much attention to what they was up to by that time, 'cause me and mama had other things on our mind.

She pulled me down onto the floor alongside her, where she had stretched herself out on the hooked rug in front of the fireplace. Then she hugged me close to her again, rubbing her hands all up and down my hide, and she rolled her big squashy boobs around on my chest.

"Go ahead, boy," she said, "take a hold of them titties and have yourself a field day. There's plenty there for you to play with." I touched a couple of fingers to one of the big, beautiful boobies and gave it a little shy stroking. "Don't be scared of hurting it, for God's sake," she said. "Go ahead, grab and squeeze! I relish having my bosoms worked on. It puts me in a sexing mood quicker than anything."

So I laid both my hands flat onto her knockers and spread my fingers out all over them as far as they could reach. It was sure some different than grabbing onto Susan's pint-size apples had been. Mama's titties was way too big for my little old hands to cover over completely with just one hand for each. Them huge fleshy bags of hers was oozing out between my fingers all over the place. I wouldn't hardly have believed that such big heavy-looking bazooms could be so goddamn soft-feeling and easy to lift up and jiggle all around, like they was a couple of half-way blown-up giant balloons that I was playing with.

"Atta boy," mama said, chuckling so that her boobies wobbled and shimmied all around underneath my hands, and it was all I could do to hold onto them. "Get your head down here and suck on them things too, just for old time's sake. I remember how you used to chomp on 'em when you was a tiny tit-sucking baby. You sure did love mama's big old bosoms in them days. Couldn't get enough of 'em."

I didn't exactly remember that far back, but I'd seen daddy work on them fat boobs of hers often enough-squeezing and sucking and all that-so I didn't have no problem of knowing what to do, now that I had my big chance.

Since mama was quite a bit bigger than me all around, it worked out real good for me that when we lined ourselves up together, belly to belly and crotch to crotch, my head happened to come right on an even level with her boobs. So there they were, them two gorgeous brown-nosed beauties, staring me square in the face, just begging to be kissed and sucked on.

I let one of my hands stay where it was, grabbing on the right-side titty, and I laid my face up against the other one and squashed it down, just like it was some big, soft, warm pillow I was resting my head on. Then I stuck my tongue out and began licking all around the big stiff nipple that was poking up at me, and every now and then I'd put my mouth down over the whole thing and give it a big long suck, like it was the business end of a baby bottle. That would tickle the shit out of mama, and she'd laugh like a bastard every time.

"That's my baby!" she'd say. "Suck on mama's titty--just like in the old days."

Maybe for her, but it wasn't like no old days that / could remember. It was all a brand new thing to me.

While I was concentrating all my attention on the boob area, having myself a squeezing and sucking good time, mama was tending to cock and cunt business down on the lower end. She had wrapped her big long legs around me and squashed her warm, hairy cunt up tight against my lower belly, and now she was holding my stiff pecker in her hand, twiddling it all around and milking it up and down in her fingers, getting it shaped up for the main event.

"My little boy's got himself quite a man-size weenie here, for his age," she said. "Not quite up to your old man's prick dimensions yet, but you're getting there fast. You're gonna make a lot of girls mighty happy in the years to come -threading this long lanky diddler up into their screw-holes."

She pulled my prick up under her crotch now, and fed the head-end of it into the mouth of her hot hole:

"Now push, boy-push!" she said. I wiggled my ass and shoved my belly hard against hers, trying to shove my pecker as far up into her cunt as I could possibly get it.

"Atta baby-now you're riding in the tunnel," she said, "Drive it home, goddammit, and let's get this fuck on the road."

She let go the outside lips of her snatch, where she'd been holding them open for me to get in, and now they snapped tight shut around my prick, and I could feel the warm, wet walls of her cunt squeezing on me, all the way up the whole length of my pecker.

"Go, boy-go!" she said. "It's your move now, by God. Get pumping! Whatayou gonna do, now that you've got it in me-lay there like a dummy? Come on, fuck me. Tommy baby! Fuck your mama. Make me proud of you."

I didn't need no more encouragement than that, being pretty anxious to get them same crazy feelings stirring again in my pecker like before, and another one of them fantastic pop-offs like I'd had in Susan's pussy. So I began humping my ass up and down, driving my cock in and out mama's snatch-chute at the same crazy, mad pace as I was doing before with Susan. But mama put the brakes to me fast.

"Hold on-hold on!" she yelled out. "There ain't no big rush here. That's why you corned so quick the other time from fucking too fast. You gotta take it slow and easy, boy, if you want to make it last awhile. Then the pleasure turns out lots better for you and the woman both."

She grabbed my two ass-cheeks in both her hands and held on tight, not letting me hump half so fast as I had been doing. Then she began moving my ass up and down with her hands at a nice smooth, easy pace, and at the same time she started her hips rolling and heaving underneath me, rising up to meet me each time I'd pump, and after a few seconds, we got a real nice thing going between us, humping and pumping together both at the same time. I could tell right away that this was gonna have beautiful effects on my pecker, which was already beginning to feel tickley and tingly down in the roots of it.

"This is the way to do it," mama said. "Now, by God, you're getting the hang of it," and she reached down under my ass and gave my balls a wild little tickle and a pinch that set off more sparks inside me.

Actually, I was kind of surprised that hot-blooded mama wanted to fuck with me this slow, quiet way, like we was doing, cause with her and daddy it always was a wild, bang-bang thing-with both of them humping their asses like crazy, and whacking and grabbing away at each other, sweating beads and yelling blue murder. Lots of times, especially when they was both pissed from slurping booze all day, they'd roll right off the bed onto the goddamn floor while they was doing it, and not even know it had happened. They'd just go right on fucking up a storm down on the hard floor, never even losing a stroke of their screwing rhythm.

But mama seemed to be enjoying for a change this nice gentle kind of humping that we was doing here. She kept letting out little laughs and sighs as if she was real happy about the whole thing. And it sure was some sweet time for me too. The longer it went on, the warmer and tinglier I felt all over.

And as I got more and more riled up, I went more and more hog-wild at working on her boobies-not just grabbing at 'em and sucking and licking around, but really chomping hard on the big rubbery nipple I had in my mouth-biting it and pulling at it with my teeth-WOW! I'd always knew that women's titties was pretty things to look at, but I didn't ever realize before what a barrel of fun a guy could have with his mouth and his hands, fucking around with a gorgeous pair of 'em like-these. Especially when my pecker was stuffed up inside a tight cunt at the same time, that was squeezing and milking the bejeezus out of it, and bringing me closer and closer to a fantastic all-out pop-off like I'd never even dreamed of.

When I finally did come, it was like everything inside me just let loose all at once in one huge explosion. And it seemed like mama must've hit her peak too at just about the same split second as me, cause while these hot flashes of sweet glory were shooting up and down my cock like crazy, mama started letting out a whole set of whoops and yells-Oh Jesus! Oh glory! Hallelujah, baby!-and just shaking all over like an earthquake and hugging me tight to her.

After my prick was pumped completely dry, I just laid there where I was, on top of mama's big soft body, with my head still laying on the big hot pillow of her tit, and with her still hugging me to her with one hand and patting around on my ass with the other, sort of teasing up and down the crack with one finger and giving me little goosy tickles every once in a while in my asshole.

"I'm truly proud of you, boy," she said. "You caught onto that real fast and done your fucking chores just beautiful. We all are sure gonna have a pile of fun for ourselves in this house / from here on, now that the ice is broken all around."

I'd practically forgotten all about daddy and Susan, since I'd got so wrapped up in sexing with mama, but now that we was finished with our fuck and quieted down, I could hear all kinds of racket coming from them other two. By the sound of things, they must've been going at it real hot and heavy, the way "Susan was blowing and squealing, and daddy was raising the goddamn roof, yelling at the top of his voice a lot of shit like "Oh--fuck, baby! Fuck! What a sweet little cunt! Tighter than a snake's asshole. Oh, lordy-lordy, I'm coming, baby I Stand clear-daddy is on his way!"

"My Gawd!" mama said with a big laugh, "ain't you popped your nuts yet? You two clowns over there are making enough noise to raise the dead."

I guess her and me had been making our share of noise too, up till a couple of seconds ago, so we wasn't no ones to-talk. The funny thing is, though, all that whooping and carrying on by the four of us never did wake up my twin sister Annie and kid brother Joe, who slept like a log right through the whole business from start to finish. They was both pretty sound sleepers, and all of us kids was pretty used to having a lot of wild ruckus going on during the night, with mama and daddy screwing up a storm, but there hadn't ever been such a three ring circus as this before, with ail four of us whooping it up at once. like mama said, you'd have thought it would've raised the dead.

About ten seconds later, daddy finally came to his climax and let out the goddamndest wild Indian YAHOOOOOU you ever heard in your life, and this did the trick as far as Annie was concerned. She came wide awake all of a sudden like somebody had run a rod up her ass, and she sat right up in bed with her eyes blinking wide open.

She sure must've been some surprised at the sight she seen there in that room. Everybody buck-ass naked, me sprawled out all over mama on the hearth-rug, with her legs up over my back and my head buried in her boobs, and Susan setting up on top of daddy's lap with her legs sprawled out on both sides of him, still rocking her fat little ass up and down over his cock, while daddy was hand-squeezing on her two little titties like they was a couple of juicy oranges.

Annie's big blue eyes blinked a couple of more times and her mouth was hanging open about three feet, and then finally she said, "What the fuck's going on here, for Christ sakes?" Whenever she'd get riled up, she always would use a lot of dirty talk and swear words like that, even when she was a young kid. Daddy had whipped her ass raw plenty of times for it, but it never done no good.

Mama yelled at her now, "You go back to sleep, you little shitter! This ain't got nothing to do with you."

But Annie wasn't about to let it go at that. After a second look around, she seen clear enough what we all was up to there, and she was bullshit mad that she hadn't been invited to get in on the fun too. She yelled, "Ooh, you dirty bums!" and jumped clear out of the bed and came tearing over to where me and mama was laying.

"You been fucking mama for real, you little prick," she screamed at me. "How come you never would screw me all them times when I wanted you to do it?"

It was true-she had been pestering the shit out of me ever since we was about ten years old to quit playing at it and give her an actual fuck, so she could find out what the feeling was like up inside her. But I always had been too chicken to try the real thing, with my prick running up into her pussy-hole like we'd seen the grownups do. The fact is, the real reason why I wouldn't try to go whole hog with her was because I wasn't ever too sure I knowed how, exactly, and I didn't want to make a fool out of myself by trying to do it and getting it all fucked up.

But there wouldn't be that problem anymore from now on. I'd just finished the complete course of instructions with mama, and I was ready at this point to take on any new customers that was in the market for it. Twin sister Annie would do just fine for openers. In fact, seeing her standing there beside us now with her ripe little body gleaming bare in the firelight, I couldn't hardly wait to slip my weenie up inside her sweet wee-wee for the first time ever and fuck her brains out. She'd been begging for it long enough.

It's funny-all them years I'd been seeing her running around the house bare-ass naked, been sleeping with her naked, rassling and horsing around with her naked, you'd think that looking at her slick little hide would be pretty old stuff to me, but things was different now, somehow. After all that wild fucking action I'd just been through", first with bare-ass Susan and then with bare-ass mama, I seemed to have a whole new attitude about female's bodies, now that I knowed for the first time how to handle 'em and where to plug in the dicky.

So I could feel myself getting excited again, laying there looking up at Annie's near-naked hide, with her pint-size titties doing a little jiggle every time she breathed. She didn't have nothing on except her raggedy panties, and she was standing there with one hand stuffed down inside the front of them, knuckling and finger-scratching on her sex-parts the way she always was doing. Thinking about that sweet little slit of hers, and the crazy things it could do for my pecker, I could feel the old joy-stick starting to swell up and rise to the occasion one more time.

The only trouble was, mama could feel it too, fattening up inside her pussy, and she grabbed onto my ass with both hands and wouldn't let me get up off her.

"Stay right where you are, Tommy boy," she said to me. "I ain't done with you yet, goddammit." And then she yelled up at Annie, "You get your ass back in that bed, little peanut. You ain't anywheres near old enough yet to do no sexing-only thirteen. Next year's plenty soon enough for you."

Annie stomped her foot on the floor, mad as hell. "Bull shit! I'm the same goddam age as him, ain't I?" and she let fly a kick at my head with her bare foot. "If Tommy is big enough to fuck, then so am I! As soon as daddy gets finished fucking Susan, he's gotta fuck me too. I ain't going back to bed until he does it to me."

At this point daddy stirred his stumps and got into the act. He was all finished, with screwing Susan, for the first time around at least, and he dumped her off his lap onto the floor and came storming over to us, his big long prick sticking straight out in front of him like a flag-pole, still hard as a rock, and all smeared up with cock and cunt juices.

He roared at Annie, "You heard what your mama said. Get back in that bed, before I take the switch to you. You ain't even big enough to take Tom's skinny pecker up that baby-snatch of yours, let alone this horse-cock of mine. It was all I could do to get it into Susan's tight twat just now without splitting her up the seam. Christ almighty, child-you ain't growed-up enough yet to fuck a field mouse."

Annie was mad enough to shit rivets. She always had been the horniest one of all us kids-always talking about fucking, and playing with herself all the time. And whenever we was in bed together-always wanting me to twiddle the outside slats of her pussy for her with my fingers, or my prick-head, or even the end of my big toe. And other times I'd catch her giving herself pussy-diddles with paint brushes, frayed pieces of rope, chicken feathers, rabbit fur, or any other tickly kind of stuff she could find around the place to do the job.

But actual fucks up inside her hole was what she was really after, and I knew she didn't have no intentions in the world of waiting another whole goddam year to get herself shafted, now that everybody else in the house was getting theirs.

So I figures, even if daddy didn't let her in on this free-for-all ball game of ours there that night, she no doubt would be pestering me more than ever from then on to sock it to her for real. And I couldn't see no reason why I shouldn't oblige her maybe later that same night, even, when we was in bed together with all the lights out and everybody else asleep.

But hot-pants Annie turned out to be even more impatient for it than I'd figured. With all these bare-ass fuckers in sight everywhere she looked, and big juicy hard-ons all over the place, she wanted some action for herself right now, by God-not later-and she wasn't about to take no for an answer from crabby old daddy.

So all of a sudden the sly little fox made a move that took us all by surprise, and goddam near flipped old daddy's wig for him, no shit.