Chapter 4
It had been very close.
A few seconds earlier, and Barbie would have seen her mother t on her knees, her tits out, with a mouthful of Johnny's cock. Shari had been so involved in sucking her son off, she would not have known Barbie was at the door.
There was no other opportunity for them the rest of the day. Barbie was underfoot. Twice Shari had to break up arguments between the two. Johnny, she noted, was particularly mean to his sister, meaner than he had ever been. Shari knew it was because he wanted to be alone with her, his mother. She, too, wanted to be with her son, but it was no reason for Johnny to take it out on his sister. Barbie lived there, too.
There was a lot of tension that evening between her son and daughter, with Johnny glaring at Barbie. A few times he had told her she should go to bed, and Shari had to interfere again. Barbie and Johnny had always squabbled with each other, but Shari saw the signs that it would become worse now. Johnny didn't want to leave his sister alone with his mother, and he acted childish. If Barbie would hug Shari, then so would he. Johnny interrupted his sister when she would try to talk to Shari. In general, he was making an asshole out of himself.
Something would have to be done before it got out of hand.
Finally, about nine that evening, Johnny stomped off to bed in a snit.
Shari watched him got half amused at his childish behavior.
"Good riddance," Barbie said, sticking her tongue out at his back..
"Piss on you!" Johnny snapped without glancing back.
"Mommy, did you hear what he said!" Barbie yelled.
"Hush," Shari said.
She should have said something to her son, she felt, but she understood what his problem was.
A few minutes later, Barbie had forgotten all about her brother. The good thing about their brother-sister fights was they seldom lasted long, and were forgotten almost as soon as they ended.
Barbie sprawled on her stomach, her chin cupped in her hand, eyes glued to the television. Her feet were in the air, swinging to and fro. Shari was amazed at her daughter's beauty. She was always amazed at by it. Barbie's long, golden hair was like virgin gold, with sparkling highlights. She was quite small, with a lovely little face and enormous blue eyes that became larger when she was excited about something. She had changed her clothing earlier, a habit Shari didn't know where Barbie got. Sometimes she changed clothing four times a day and showered at least twice.
Right now she was dressed in a western shirt, cut for her small size, and faded jeans. Shari gazed at her daughter from the couch, her eyes raking up and down. Barbie's little ass was molded against the seat of her jeans. It was a saucy ass, the asscheeks very firm and already shapely. Her thighs were thin, but not skinny.
Shari realized her son was right-they were - going to get caught one of these days by Barbie. Barbie bounced about and went wherever she pleased, never. knocking on closed doors. Barbie never considered it impolite to just walk in an unlocked door. Barbie never once considered that a person might want to have privacy. She had no secrets from anyone, and never realized others would want to hide something from her.
Yes, they would get caught one day, Shari thought. When the program ended, Barbie stood up, stretching and yawning. Her little ass arched sweetly as she stretched. Shari watched, seeing the small protrusions of her beginning tits. Almost time for bras, Shari thought.
"I'm tired now, Mommy," Barbie said, going to her mother and kissing her goodnight.
Shari hugged her daughter, her hand on the kid's small back. When Barbie stood upright, Shari's hand slipped down, brushing that saucy little ass. She gave her daughter a fond pat on the asscheeks.
"Sleep good, honey," she murmured, watching" Barbie leave.
"Maybe I'll have another nice dream," Barbie replied. "I had a real good one last night."
Shari smiled. "I'm sure you will, darling."
She sat for a while, wondering what she and Johnny could do, how they could keep from being caught by Barbie. Shari knew she would never stop fucking her son, not with the way he satisfied her. Dreamily, she began to stroke up her thigh, reaching the crotch of her panties. She was not surprised to find her cunt wet. As she fondled her cunt, waiting for her daughter to go to sleep, Shari fantasized what it would be like when she went to her son later. He would, naturally, have a hard-on, but would be asleep. She would take his cock in her mouth, suck for a while, and then, while he was still sleeping, she would take her panties off and climb on top of him, wake him up with the wet heat of her cunt grabbing his cock.
Shari waited an hour.
Turning off all the lights, she stood in the living room, feeling very wicked. Grinning to herself, she undressed there. For a moment longer, she stood nakedly, her hips swaying as she caressed her body. Her clit was inflamed, jutting from the puffy lips of her cunt. Her nipples arched upward, tingling. Running her hands across the swelling cheeks of her ass, she squeezed, moaning with bubbling anticipation.
Balling her clothing up, she dropped her clothes off in the hall bathroom, then moved to her son's room. He had earlier slammed his door in anger, and when she tried to open it, Shari found it locked. Frowning, she considered knocking, but the sound might wake Barbie up. She stood in the hall, naked, mad and more than a little aroused. She had to get in there with her son, had to get his cock, had to get fucked by him. She felt the frustration building. If she didn't get to him, Shari knew she would spend a sleepless night.
A soft moan came from her daughter's room.
It was not a moan of pain or fear, but a moan of pleasure. If Shari could recognize any sound, it was that of pleasure. Curious, she slipped toward her daughter's room and peered in. Barbie had gone to sleep with her nightlight on. Her small body was bathed in soft light. She lay on top of the sheets, wearing her tight panties and nothing else.
Shari stared at the small, creamy tits of her daughter, noticing that the tiny nipples, so sugary pink, were hard. Shari's eyes traveled down the slim body, looking at the flat stomach of her daughter, at the way her hip bones stuck out. Barbie's slender thighs were parted, and Shari gazed with filmy eyes at the tightness of those panties, right at the crotch. The panties were slightly puffy, she saw, the crotch filled with Barbie's little cunt.
Then Shari noticed Barbie's hips were moving very subtly.
The movements were suggestive, erotic.
Her daughter was, indeed, having a good dream.
Drawn toward Barbie, Shari slipped into the room and stood over her daughter, watching those small hips undulate. She gazed between her daughter's spread thighs, and her hand moved. Shari was pulled toward Barbie's young cunt by some irresistible force, and she couldn't think of anything except how delicious Barbie's cunt would taste.
Again, Barbie moaned, and, since Shari was staring at the tight crotch, she noticed the writing motion inside the panties. The moans of Barbie became louder, a flush on her sleeping face.
She's coming! Shari realized. Barbie is coming!
Shari placed her palm halfway up her daughter's thigh, feeling the feverish heat of Barbie's flesh. Dropping to her knees at the side of the bed, Shari stared with glazed eyes at the movements inside those panties. Her hand moved, her fingers stretching. She touched the crotch of her daughter's panties very lightly. The touch made Barbie writhe her hips even more.
The heat coming from Barbie's cunt was searingly hot. Shari placed her palm directly upon the crotch of her daughter's panties. There was moisture seeping through them. Holding her breath, Shari began to rub very lightly, bringing her fingers up and down. She felt the slit of Barbie's cunt through the thin panties, and the more she felt, the more excited she became.
After a moment, Barbie stopped writhing, but her breath came fast still. Shari felt a tremor go through her daughters crotch. She ran her tongue over her dry lips, her eyes still blazing. She had had no idea her daughter had such dreams, but it delighted her. She, too, had enjoyed those sort of dreams at Barbie's age.
Without thinking about it, Shari lowered her lips, kissing her daughter's thigh. The flesh tasted sweet, smooth, and still hot. Shoving her face closer, Shari kissed the inner surface of Barbie's thigh, and the scent of a hot young cunt drifted to her nose. There was an exploding light in her mind, and Shari moved her face toward her daughter's crotch.
She placed her lips lightly upon the stretching panties, feeling the scalding heat on her lips. The moistness of the panties against her lips sent Shari's mind spinning. Opening her lips, Shari darted her tongue out, licking light as a feather at the moist panty crotch. The taste of her daughter's pussy juices set Shari's cunt to trembling. She was almost afraid to use her hands, afraid Barbie would suddenly wake up and see her face between those succulent thighs. But she had to touch, to feel. She held her daughter's hips lightly, sliding her tongue up and down, feeling the bubbly little slit of Barbie's cunt with the tip.
Shari wanted to move up the creamy body, to lick and suck those sweet, sugary little tits, but the taste of her daughter's cunt through the flimsy panties had a grip on her emotions. She opened her mouth wide, pressing her lips about the wet crotch, her tongue licking softly t tasting seeping cunt juices. She ran her tongue about the hotness of Barbie's inner thighs, then back to her pantied cunt again. Her own cunt was gripping and relaxing, her clitoris so distended that it throbbed painfully. Slippery fuck juices ran down the insides of her own thighs, and Shari whimpered softly as she began to come. The convulsions of her cunt kept her mouth against her daughter's cunt, her tongue licking a bit faster. She wasn't certain, but she thought there was an uplifting pressure against her mouth. She pressed her hands tighter against her daughter's hips, the taste of that sweet, hot cunt juice coating her tongue. She pressed her tongue into the panties, making them enter Barbie's cunt. She felt the quivering of Barbie's little slit, and then the contractions.
Barbie was coming.
Shari froze, her face between those slim thighs. Her daughter's cunt was contracting, and Shari thought the little girl's pussy was trying to suck her tongue inside. The orgasm slowed and stopped, and feeling her daughter moving, Shari slipped her face from between the thighs. Barbie, moaning, turned over onto her stomach. Shari was disappointed. Now that she had tasted that sugary cunt juice, she wanted more.
Still on her knees, Shari sat on her heels and looked at her daughter. Barbie was stretched out on her bed, her face toward the wall, her arms above her head. But her lovely little ass was moving very gently, lifting up and down, the pantied cheeks bunching. A slow grin came over Shari's face. Barbie was fucking her bed! She was slowly lifting and pressing her little cunt against the mattress.
With smoldering eyes, Shari watched that rounded, sweet ass bunch. She lowered her lips again, and began to kiss and lick the backs of her daughter's thighs. She placed a hand on the squirming ass, feeling the cheeks bunch tightly. Swirling her tongue about the smooth thighs, licking up to where those lovely little asscheeks creased into the thighs, Shari very carefully shoved her daughter's panties up, exposing a sweet asscheek. She licked the tip of her tongue into the crease, then over the velvety flesh of Barbie's ass.
Trying to control her breathing, Shari ran her tongue up and down the crack of Barbie's writhing ass, pressing the thin panties into the split. She managed to shove her tongue downward, touching the wetness of the crotch, then dragged it back up to the base of her daughter's spine.
Shari could not help but pull Barbie's panties into the crack of her beautiful ass. She gazed at the round asscheeks a moment, then began to lick and kiss them, scooting her lips and tongue from one asscheek to the other. Her cunt was gripped in boiling contractions, coming time and again. The excitement she felt at licking her daughter's little ass was about to blow her apart. She dipped her tongue between the creamy cheeks, licking at the panties she had pulled into the crack. If only she could manage to get those panties out of her way, Shari would lick deep, would taste her daughter's tightly puckered little asshole. Again she thought she felt the pressure at her face, as if her daughter was shoving upward. Lifting her face, she watched. Barbie was still fucking her little ass up and down, as if she had a cock inside her cunt.
Then Barbie turned again.
Shari almost dipped below the edge of the bed, but Barbie still appeared to be sound asleep, mew ling softly as though she were enjoying a wild, erotic dream. Her thin legs were flung wide again.
Shari could help herself.
She gently pulled the crotch of her daughter's panties aside, gazing at the fine slit of her pussy. The golden fuzz on Barbie's cunt was thin and light. The cunt was slightly puffy, and the pink tip of her clitoris jutted from the moist pussy lips. Shari could see those cunt lips just barely pulsing.
She licked her lips.
Shari moved her face between the sprawled legs of Barbie's, and kissed her daughter's cunt with a feathery touch. The heat burned her lips, when she ran her tongue over them again; she tasted the juices.
A whimper came from Shari.
Working her tongue out as far as she could, Shari licked the flat surface along her daughter's cunt. She dipped it down, almost into the crack of that sweet ass, then drew it up the juicy slit to the clitoris. She rested one hand on the bed, her other rubbing at her own cunt. For a moment, she sucked gently at Barbie's delicious clitoris, then moved her mouth down. She poked the tip of her tongue at the slit, and carefully penetrated the wet heat of Barbie's cunt. She worked her tongue an inch into Barbie's cunt, then moved it about, licking, tasting. The tightness of Barbie's cunt on her tongue sent feelings of ecstasy shivering about her naked body. She wanted to grasp Barbie's sweet little ass and pull her cunt tight into her mouth.
Barbie was twisting her hips, grinding slowly into her mother's mouth. Shari wondered if her daughter was truly asleep. If she was, the dream was vivid, so vivid it made her move this way.
The fuck juices seeping from Barbie's cunt coated Shari's tongue, and she swallowed, sighing quietly, the taste sending rippling orgasms through her own hairy cunt. She pushed her tongue in and out of her daughter's cunt, fucking with increasingly faster strokes. Her lips were spread wide, pressed around the whole of Barbie's delicious pussy, sucking gently as her tongue fucked.
She could feel the pulsations of Barbie's cunt on her tongue, feel the gripping. Shari smashed the heel of her hand against her own clit, working a finger up her cunt, making wet sounds. She was almost out of her mind with desire now, throwing caution aside. She sucked and tongue fucked her daughter's tight little cunt a little more vigorously, her own excitement forcing her onward. Barbie was going to come again, and, when she did, Shari wanted her tongue inside that hot little cunt. She wanted to feel Barbie's almost-hairless pussy lips squeeze her tongue, wanted to taste the increased flow of hot, slippery, sweet pussy juice.
There was a hot squirt of liquid into Shari's mouth.
It was fast and quick, then cut off.
Again Shari froze, her mouth still on her daughter's cunt.
Barbie had become so excited she had been unable to stop that single squirt of piss. Like an excited little puppy dog, Barbie had pissed into Shari's mouth.
Shari almost jerked her mouth away.
The taste was unusual, yet it made Shari's cunt grip tightly. She had no choice but, to swallow it, or take her mouth away and spit it out. Shari chose to swallow the spurt of hot piss.
With renewed hunger, she began to slide her tongue in and out of the tight cunt faster. She tasted another squirt of hot piss on her tongue, and Shari's eyes rolled with a dreamy pleasure. Again she swallowed, and had to exert a great deal of willpower to tongue fuck her daughter slowly, and not to wake her up.
Barbie began to whimper in her sleep, twisting her crotch into her mother's face. Shari knew her daughter was about to come again. She thrust her tongue as deep as she could into the steamy wetness, licking at the silky walls of her daughter's cunt. A muffled squealing sound came from Barbie, and Shan felt her daughter's pussy clenching about her tongue. The contractions squeezed and sucked, as if trying to pull Shari's tongue very deep.
The convulsions went on for a long time. It was not just one orgasm, but a series of explosive orgasms. Shari kept her tongue moving as her daughter came, sliding it in and out of the gripping cunt, then swirling it about the girl's spasming clit.
She kept her face between Barbie's thighs until the girl became still. Then, she pulled her face away. As she removed her mouth from Barbie's cunt, the panties slipped back into place. With a soft sighing sound, Barbie curled into a ball, one hand beneath her head, the other between her thighs. Shari looked at her face. Barbi was still sleeping.
Turning out the light, Shari crept from her daughter's room, going to her own. She ran her tongue about her lips, tasting the sweetness of Barbie's cunt juices.
Climbing into her own bed, she couldn't believe she had done that. It was more evidence, she told herself, that her cunt and not her mind had guided her, had forced her into not just fucking her son and sucking his cock off, but into sucking her young daughter, sucking that ever-so-sweet cunt.