Chapter 7
Susan wasn't sure how long she lay there, with those particular thoughts in her mind. It could not have been more than an hour, though.
"Mom, can I come in?"
Susan looked up and saw Tracy standing in the open doorway, still in her skimpy bikini.
"Sure, honey," Susan said, without moving. "Come on in."
Susan came in and sat on the bed, crossing her legs before her. She was quiet as she sat there, sliding one hand up and down her thigh. Susan watched her daughter's hand, watched it move along the creamy inner surface of her thigh and come close to her crotch. She wondered what it would feel like to caress her daughter's thigh that way--and then shoved that thought away.
"Anything wrong, darling?" Susan asked her daughter, trying to control the shakiness of her voice.
"No, nothing is wrong," Tracy said, one finger moving about the strings of her bikini. Then she blurted: "Paul told me."
Susan's heart skipped a beat. "What did Paul tell you, Tracy?"
"This morning," Tracy said. "You know, what happened."
"What happened?" Susan asked, feeling herself tremble.
"What you did ... he did, to you."
"Oh," Susan murmured, not knowing what else to say. Her eyes watched Tracy's finger as it moved along her creamy thigh, and she felt anticipation deep inside her pussy.
"That was his first time, you know," Tracy said. "He never did that before."
"Oh?" Susan said.
Tracy moved, and Susan found her daughter's knee very close to her face. Before she knew it, she had pursed her lips and had kissed Tracy's knee.
"Ohhh," Tracy murmured softly.
Susan placed her hand on Tracy's knee, feeling the softness of her daughter's flesh, and again she kissed her knee, this time longer, with moist lips. She didn't stop to think of what she was doing, only that she felt a deep, overwhelming urge to do it. As she burned hot kisses on Tracy's knee, she moved her hand upward on her slim thigh. She could feel her daughter shivering beneath her palm and lips.
"Oooooo," Tracy cooed, leaning back on her hands and watching her mother kiss and lick her knee. "That feels good!"
Encouraged, Susan ran the tip of her tongue past her knee, and onto her thigh. She wiggled her tongue about, leaving a hot trail as she licked and kissed. As her tongue went higher, so did her hand. Lifting her head, Susan began to kiss at her daughter's inner thigh hotly, breathing harshly with bubbling excitement. She watched her fingers move on the creamy thigh, watched her fingers circle the tight bikini crotch.
Tracy opened her legs as wide as she could, her eyes hot as she watched what her mother was doing. She was shaking with excitement, gasping in pleasure.
Susan ran her lips and tongue higher on her daughter's hot thigh, and when she had her face halfway up it, her hand suddenly cupped Tracy's cunt. Susan could actually feel the heat of her daughter's pussy against her hand, and it sent her mind and emotions reeling with excited anticipation. Her own pussy was boiling and she squirmed it down hard against the bed, clenching her asscheeks. She was mewling softly as she licked and kissed. She pressed her hand hard against Tracy's cunt, and felt her daughter press back.
Then Susan, with a soft groan, shoved her face directly into her daughter's crotch. She pressed her mouth there, lips open, gripping Tracy's thighs with both hands. Tracy pressed the back of her mother's head, grinding her cunt into her face, mewling with delight.
Susan began licking at the tight band of Tracy's bikini crotch, her tongue tasting the flesh of her inner thighs on each side, feeling the curling hairs with her tongue. But that wasn't enough. Susan began tugging at the tie strings at Tracy's hips, and the bikini peeled away, leaving her daughter's cunt free and exposed. Susan pulled her face away just far enough to gaze at the beauty of that lovely, hairy twat. She could see the puffy lips, the moistness of it, the glistening tip of Tracy's erect clit.
"Mom, I ... I feel so ... so hot!" Tracy said, her voice husky with emotion. "I'm not sure ... I've never done this before. I've never done anything before! Just with Paul." She suddenly shut her mouth, a tinge of pink flooding her cheeks.
Susan looked up at her daughter's face, smiling. She placed her hand high on Tracy's thigh, her fingers just touching the curling hairs. "Don't be embarrassed, darling," Susan said in a soft voice. "I know all about you and Paul."
"You ... do?"
"Of course," Susan said. "I've seen you playing with each other. And you've just said he told you about us, him fucking me."
"You aren't ... mad?"
"Of course not, baby," Susan said, sliding her hand over the sweet, puffy lips of Tracy's cunt. "If I had been mad, I would have said something when I found out."
"Oh, Mom!" Tracy said with emotion, leaning down and kissing her mother's cheek. "I'm so glad!"
"You know, I've never done anything like this before, either. You know, touching another girl. But, somehow, I feel this overpowering urge to touch you."
"I know what you feel, Mom," Tracy said, sitting upright again, leaning back, her thighs spread wide apart, her pussy deliciously revealed. "I've felt it before, too,"
"Really?"
"I've ... watched you," Tracy said, blushing. "I've wanted to ... touch you, before."
"Oh, baby!" Susan squealed, hugging Tracy's hips with her arms, her lips kissing very close to that lovely, hairy cunt.
"Are you going to ... Mom, kiss me!"
"I will, baby -- Oh, I will!"
"Oh my ... kiss me on my ..."
"On your pretty pussy?" Susan said.
"Yes! On my pussy!"
Susan laughed softly. "Lie back, darling. I'll kiss your sweet pussy."
Tracy sprawled on her back, her thighs wide, her ass lifted slightly from the bed. Susan twisted about until she was on her belly between her daughter's thighs, her face inches from that lovely cunt. She slipped her hand underneath Tracy's tight, small ass, clutching the round cheeks in her palms. Taking a deep breath, Susan pressed her lips against the hairy, wet cunt of her daughter.
"Oooooooo!" Tracy squealed as she pressed her pussy into her mother's face, wiggling slightly. "That's good, Mom!"
"Mmmmmm," Susan murmured as she moved her tongue between her cunt-lips. She tasted the heat and wetness of her daughter's pussy, and her mind whirled with pleasure. She gripped the sweet cheeks of Tracy's ass as she ran her tongue over the throbbing tip of her daughter's clit. Tracy began to whimper with passion, grinding her cunt hard into her mother's face.
"Ooooh, that's so good, Mom!" she groaned, pressing her pussy into her mother's mouth. She quickly released her bikini top and began to squeeze her own tits and pull at her rubbery nipples. "That's better than fingering myself, better than Paul finger-fucking me!"
Susan pulled her mouth away just far enough to say: "It's going to feel much better in just a little while longer, baby. I'm going to lick you ... lick your sweet little pussy! I'm going to suck it and lick it and fuck it! Ohhhh, baby!" Susan squeezed her daughter's ass tightly, her face close to the hairy twat. "I want to tongue-fuck your delicious little cunt so badly!"
"Do it, Mom!" Tracy urged hotly. "Ohh, do that! Tongue-fuck me! Lick me and suck me and tongue-fuck me! Oooooo, yes, Mom! Tongue-fuck my cunt!"
"I will! I will!"
Susan shoved her face tightly into her daughter's steaming cunt again, her tongue sliding in and out now, tasting the wet heat. Her own cunt was boiling, and she writhed wildly.
"Let me, Mom!" Tracy wailed, trying to sit up and reach for her mother. "Please, take your bikini off! Let me see ... let me feel ... let me suck you pussy, too!"
"Are you sure, baby?" Susan asked, taking off her clothes. "Are you absolutely sure you want to?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Tracy chanted, seeing her mother's shapely tits and hairy cunt. "I want to suck your cunt, Mom!"
Eagerly, mother and daughter twisted about on the bed until Tracy was lying on top of her mother's naked, willing body. Tracy's face was above her mother's twat, and Susan spread her legs wide, lifting her ass up. She ran her hands up the thighs of her daughter until she was clutching that beautiful, round, creamy ass again. She pulled, bringing the lovely cunt to her mouth, thrilling to the way Tracy's hot thighs pressed at the sides of her head. Susan's tongue slipped out, stabbed into her daughter's twat, and she began licking and sucking hard as she tongue-fucked her.
She felt her daughter's lips and tongue move unhesitatingly against her twat, and she shivered with ecstasy when Tracy began thrusting her tongue in and out, racing it over Susan's straining clit. Tracy clutched hard at her mother's rounded ass as she sucked.
Neither realized they were being watched by Paul. He had come to the doorway, looking for them. He had been watching them for only a few moments, but long enough to make his cock strain against his trunks. He could see his sister's ass, see his mother sucking frantically at Tracy's cunt. He moved into the room until he was standing at the edge of the bed, looking down at them with excited eyes.
Both Tracy and Susan were so involved, so excited, they failed to notice Paul was with them. Susan felt herself shaking with impending orgasm, and she stabbed her tongue furiously into her daughter's tight, hot, wet cunt, striving to make her come, too.
They both squealed, grinding their cunts hard into each other's mouth. They were frantic in their ecstasy. Susan's cunt burst, and she came with a force that almost shattered her. Almost at the same time, she felt her daughter's pussy flex around her thrusting tongue, then it spasmed powerfully. Tracy slammed her pussy down hard against her mother's face as she came, wiggling her cute ass in a frenzy.
Finally, Tracy slumped down, still on top of her mother's shivering body. She continued to hold her mother's round ass, her cheek against her hairy cunt. Susan, with her lips still against her daughter's cunt, lay with total relaxation, eyes closed, letting the thrill of what she had done fill her with happiness.
Then she opened her eyes.
Peering between Tracy's warm thighs, past the crack of her sweet ass, Susan's eyes stared at Paul.
"Baby," she said softly, "I think we have company."
Tracy jerked upright, twisting off her mother and sitting on the bed, looking at her brother. "Oh, you! Paul, goddamn you, don't sneak up on us that way!"
"I didn't sneak up," he said, sitting on the bed next to his mother's head. "I just walked in."
"You could at least have warned us," Tracy snapped.
"Lock the door next time," he said.
"Stop bickering, you two," Susan laughed. "Besides, what does it matter? We all know about each other, don't we? There isn't any big secret, is there?"
"Tracy is bashful," he grinned, poking at his sister's flawlessly shaped tit.
"I am not!" she snapped at him again.
"I told you two to stop teasing," Susan warned. But there was no anger in her voice, only affection for her children.
Susan lay on the bed, naked, tits arching up, her long, slender thighs wide apart. Her pussy was fully revealed to the teenagers, and she felt so good she could almost scream with joy. Having them look at her perfect body this way gave her such a glowing feeling, such a radiant sensation, she wasn't sure she could stand much more of it. The feeling she had of being looked at by them was similar to that of an approaching orgasm that was promising to be a very, very powerful one.
She looked at her son's trunks and saw the growing lump of his cock. Smiling, she ran her hand over the front of his trunks, feeling the hardness, the heat of his prick. Paul pressed his cock against her hand, grinning widely.
Tracy watched, her eyes huge and hot. Her slim, naked body shivered slightly, her nipples swelling into hardness once again. They stood out sweetly on her tits. She watched her mother caress Paul's cock and the inner surface of his thigh. Her cunt began tingling again, and her clit was also swelling, the tip peeking from the puffy, hairy lips.
"Take his trunks off, Mom," she urged in a thick, low voice. "Take his trunks off, please."
Susan looked at her daughter and saw the heat in her dark eyes. It was obvious Tracy was intensely aroused again. It made her happy to know her daughter was so easily steamed up.
"Stand up, Paul," she said softly.
Paul stood, and Susan swung around on the bed and began tugging at his tight trunks. His cock lifted free, straining into the air. Paul stepped free of them, naked as they were now. Both mother and daughter gazed at his hard-on, at his hairy balls dangling deliciously below. Paul, excited by what he had seen them doing a little earlier, gripped his cock and pumped at it slowly, the huge head dripping with pre-cum.
"You'll never have to jack off again," Susan said in a passion-laden voice, "unless you want to, of course."
"What do you mean, Mom?" he asked.
"You have me now, baby," she said, stroking his balls in her hot palm.
"And me!" Tracy giggled, sliding her hand around his and clutching at a tight asscheek.
"That's right," Susan agreed. "You have us both. You're a very lucky young man, Paul. Two eager, willing females ... any time you want."
Susan shoved his fist away from his cock and gripped his prick in her fist, stroking back and forth. Tracy took his balls and began to pull and twist them gently as her mother jacked him. Paul's body was shaking with this attention, his cock throbbing and jerking powerfully.
"Poor baby," Susan murmured. "So hard. Such a hard cock. Mother will take care of it for her baby. I won't let it suffer this way. Get on the bed, darling."
Paul lay on the bed, sprawled on his back, his cock straining upwards, jerking visibly. Susan crossed her legs at his right hip, still pumping slowly on his beautiful prick. Tracy moved to his side, crossing her legs. She watched her mother's fist jerk up and down Paul's cock, watching the drops collect at the flare of his piss-hole. She again began to fondle his balls, one of her hands caressing up and down his trembling belly.
"What are you going to do, Mom?" Tracy asked, her voice filled with passion. "Jack him off?"
"Oh, no, darling," Susan laughed softly. "From what I understand, that's all he ever gets. Either he jacks off or you jack him off. No, I think Paul deserves something different, something much better."
"Are you going to fuck him again?"
"I might," Susan said. "I loved having his cock in my pussy. It was a fantastic fuck."
"Let me, Mom!" Paul urged, arching his hips up and down. "Let me fuck you again! You're hot, Mom ... I mean your pussy was hot."
"My pussy is always hot, baby," she laughed.
"So is mine!" Tracy giggled. "I stay hot all the fucking time!"
"I think Paul would like ... this," Susan said, and lowered her face. She pressed her lips to the dripping head of his cock, kissing it hotly and wetly.
"Ohhhhh!" Paul groaned, his eyes huge as he looked down at her. "Yes, I do like that!"
Susan lifted her face and shot her tongue out at him in a playful gesture. "Mother always knows."
"Do it again, Mom!" he yelped, straining his cock up and trying to get it against her lips.
Susan laughed at his eagerness, lowering her lips to his prick again. She kissed the wet head once, then moved her tongue out and began to lick at his throbbing, smooth head. She fluttered the tip of her tongue over the wet hole and felt her son tremble. She ran her tongue about the smooth head, licking at it gently but firmly.
Tracy, with her breathing increased, leaned low to watch. Her eyes glowed with excitement. She was now gripping one of her lovely tits, her fingers digging into the firm flesh.
"Suck it!" she whispered throatily. "Suck it, Mom!"
Susan glanced at her daughter's eyes, now only a foot away. "Why don't you suck it, baby?"
"Ohh, yes!" Tracy squealed. She shoved her face close to her brother's cock and began to twirl her tongue in a frenzy about the swollen head, licking up the dripping fluids. "Mmmmm, good!"
"You've never sucked it before?" Susan asked.
"We've only jacked off and finger-fucked," Paul replied for his sister.
"Then it's damn well time you did other things," Susan said. "Tracy, open your mouth and take his cock inside."
Tracy eagerly did as Susan asked. Her lips ovaled and stretched about the head of her brother's cock. Her eyes shone brightly with the excitement and pleasure she got from sucking cock. Her tongue moved about the head now captured between her stretching lips, and she felt her pussy twitch with ecstasy.
"Let me show you, Tracy," Susan said.
Tracy reluctantly pulled her lips off Paul's cock, her tongue licking at her lips. Susan leaned over and opened her mouth. Taking his prick at the base, she placed her mouth on his cock. She slid her lips down until she had every hard inch inside. Then she began to suck up and down slowly.
Paul was shaking violently, trying to see, but he was unable to. "Oooohhh, Mom, Mom!" he groaned. "This is good! It's as good as being in your cunt!"
"Let me!" Tracy squealed.
Susan moved away and watched as her daughter began to suck Paul's cock. Tracy sucked deeply, carefully, her eyes wide with the wonder of this new pleasure. Susan saw her daughter's enjoyment on her sweet face, and she smiled happily.
"Suck up and down, using your tongue to lick at the same time, baby," Susan instructed. "Suck hard, then soft. Twist your mouth around now and then. A boy loves being sucked off, especially if the girl loves sucking cock."
Tracy sucked hard, then soft, making mewling sounds of pleasure. Her eyes stayed wide open, filled with this new ecstasy. "Mmmmmm! Ooommmmm!"
"Ohhh, that's good, Tracy!" Paul yelped, straining his cock up, trying to stuff it completely into his sister's mouth. "Do it faster! Suck me faster ... faster!"
Tracy began to race her mouth up and down her brother's cock, gurgling softly, her tongue flying as best it could.
Susan kept her face close, watching, so hot now she had one of her hands between her thighs and was agitating her swollen clit almost brutally.
But then Tracy lifted her mouth from Paul's cock and began to jack him hard. "My jaws get tired," she said.
"You'll learn, baby," Susan replied, shoving her mouth down and sucking furiously on her son's prick. She felt her daughter's fingers brush her lips as she sucked, still jacking his cock. She was anxious to have him come in her mouth, wanting to taste him.
But Tracy had other ideas.
"Let me suck him now, Mom!"
Susan allowed her daughter to take Paul's cock back into her mouth. She kept her face close, watching Tracy's lips glide wetly and hotly up and down his throbbing cock. From the way Paul was squirming about on the bed, Susan knew he was on the verge of coming. As much as she wanted her son to spurt into her mouth, she was willing to let Tracy have it this time. She knew there would be other times for her--many, many other times, now.
"I'm gonna come!" Paul shouted, arching his hips high into the air. "I'm gonna come! Ohhhh, am I ever gonna come!"
Suddenly Tracy's eyes went wide, and she stopped sucking. Susan saw her son's cock jerk, and knew that her daughter had just gotten herself a taste of Paul's jism. Tracy suddenly jerked off Paul's cock, and a splash of his cum bubbled up. Susan quickly dropped her mouth to his prick and sucked hard, her tongue pressing at his piss-hole, tasting cum as he filled her mouth. She swallowed and gurgled as he spurted hotly into her mouth. Susan squealed around his cock as she felt her pussy convulse, and her ass shook as she came.
When there was no more jism for her, she ran her tongue over the head of his prick, the pulled her lips away. She sat back licking her lips and laughing. "You shouldn't have jerked your mouth away when he came, Tracy."
"It surprised me, that's all," Tracy said. "But it won't next time."
"I hope not," Paul said, breathing heavily. "Mom may not be around to finish it for me."
"Mom will always be around to finish it for you, now, baby," Susan said.