Chapter 11
"Hello, Amy."
Judy's voice startled the two hot kids. Art looked up at his mother standing close to the edge of the pool, looking down at her boy's cock.
Amy straightened up. Judy's eyes took in the proud upthrust tits of the young girl. Her gaze dropped to the dark patch of pussy-fur between her full thighs. The girl was a knockout! Art could really pick 'em!
"Good evening, Mrs. Collins."
Amy was amazed at how cool she was. Her boyfriend's mother had just caught her kissing her naked son in her pool. But somehow what Amy felt wasn't embarrassment. It was lust! A strange new feeling swept over her. Her eyes narrowed, staring at Judy's swelling boobs straining the thin fabric of her dressing gown. She wanted to suck on those tits. God, she wanted to lick that beautiful woman's pussy! What the hell was happening to her?
Judy read every sinful wish that raced through the hot girl's mind. They matched her own. She glanced up at Janie's bedroom window. She could see the outline of her daughter's figure against the glow from her bed lamp.
"Come on in the house with me, Amy. Art, make us some coffee. It's getting chilly this evening."
Amy trotted obediently after Judy, her small feet making wet prints on the dry concrete. Her nipples had suddenly begun aching. She rubbed them with her wet hands. It didn't help make them stop itching and burning-like her clit was, too.
Judy wasted no time. She led the horny teen straight to her bedroom and pushed her naked body down upon the bed. She smiled at Amy and quickly went to Janie's room.
"Come with me."
Janie knew what was going to happen. She followed her mother so closely, they marched in perfect step.
"Hi, Amy," Janie said coolly. She eased down onto the bed beside the excited girl.
"I was watching you jacking off my boy," Judy said quietly. "You did it very well."
"Uh ... well, some things you just seem to know how to do," Amy said softly.
Judy slipped out of her dressing gown. Her silk nightie only made her lovely body look even more lustful.
Almost conversationally she said to Amy, "My husband cut out on me. And that meant no fucking ... until I decided to teach my boys how to please a woman. Does that shock you?"
It did, but Amy would have died rather than admit it. "No," she said. "I love to fuck. If I had a man and ... lost him ... I would do the same thing. Especially if my boys were as good-looking as yours." She smiled at Judy.
"Then what is going to happen in this room tonight won't shake you up?"
Amy felt her clit pulsing for action. All she said was, "Try me."
She was disappointed that Judy didn't crawl into bed and fall upon her hot pussy with a glad cry. She understood somehow that the woman was whetting her sexual appetite, staring at her naked body lying hot and ready on her bed.
Judy sat down on her vanity bench and lit a cigarette.
Amy blinked. After all the questions and sexy promises-nothing? She looked over at Janie. The other girl lay on her side, her hand tucked under the lacy bottom of her baby-doll gown. She smiled.
"Do you want to get it on with me?" Janie whispered to Amy.
Her slim fingers lifted her silky gown. Amy's eyes fell on the soft puff of blonde hair that was revealed. She moistened her dry lips.
With a soft sigh she leaned over Janie's hot little cunt. Her tongue flicked out. Janie drew in her breath sharply. Her legs parted. Her hips tilted. Her hand brushed Amy's silken hair. She pushed the girl's head down.
"Lick my cunt," she said.
Judy puffed harder on her cigarette. She watched Amy coming up to her knees between her girl's parted legs. She saw a hungry mouth open and then close over a hot pussy. She could almost feel that tongue licking her own cunt.
"Aaaaahhhhh ... you do that so good!"
Janie reached down. Her fingers held her wet cunt open. She watched Amy licking around and around on her tingling clitty. Her body jerked with quick little movements.
Amy wasted no time, either. She had gone straight for the girl's pussy. But now she was stretching out on her belly, her hands moving over Janie's swelling titties. She pinched the upthrust nipples.
"Ummmmm," Janie moaned.
Amy was good! She sucked pussy like a veteran of a hundred bedroom bouts. But it was really the very first time Amy had had a cunt in her mouth. It was just that she had longed to be able to get her mouth down on her own pussy. Except that Janie's hair was lighter and a little silkier than hers, it was just like suddenly being able to lick her own cunt.
Janie's hands lifted her baby-doll gown over her head. She swung around, head to toe beside Amy. With a low moan she buried her face between Amy's legs. Her own cunt was pressed over Amy's open mouth. The soft sounds of two mouths sucking two hot cunts permeated the room.
Judy's eyes gleamed with lust. How fantastic it was to watch two hot girls sucking cunt, to see their legs move as though they were walking slowly, straining to get their cunts down tighter on the mouths that were sucking, licking, biting soft flesh.
She saw Amy lift Janie's knees and push them wide apart. The girl's head came up. She watched Amy's finger sliding into Janie's slick cunthole. She finger-fucked the bucking, plunging cunt with faster and faster strokes.
"Oh ...oh ... oh!"
Janie was slipping over the edge. She sucked hard on Amy's cunt. She jammed her finger into the hot girl's asshole. She licked the erect clit that tasted so damn good. Her tongue probed the tight depths of Amy's soaked twat.
Judy had never seen her daughter twist and shake so hotly. Her own cunt demanded to be fingered. She stood up and ripped her nightie off. She tumbled into bed beside the two hot chicks. She grabbed for Amy's free hand.
Amy immediately began finger fucking Judy's spasming cunt with an expert touch. She had both women moaning and groaning like they were dying. And that was the scene that greeted Art's eyes when he stumbled into the bedroom!
His cock instantly swelled rock-hard. His ears were filled with hot whimpering, quick little gasps of pleasure, low moans of ecstasy. He didn't know which hot cunt to go for first.
His problem was solved almost right away.
Amy suddenly screamed out loud. Janie's sucking mouth had brought her off with startling force. She lay shaking on Janie, trying to cover her pussy so that maddening tongue couldn't lick her clit any more. Her orgasm went on and on, even after she'd rolled off the hot teen to lie flat on her back, holding her cunt with both hands.
Janie slid into a hot sixty-nine with her mother. She sucked furiously on Judy's eager pussy. She jammed her cunt down over her mother's mouth, her hips thrusting at Judy's face.
Art walked over to the side of the bed. He took Amy's limp hand and laid his hard cock upon her open palm. Her fingers closed. She opened her eyes dreamily. She tugged him nearer.
Her fingers guided his jerking dick into the tight entrance to her slick tunnel. He bottomed in her with one strong stroke. Her legs came up slowly, her ankles crossed. Her arms stole around his strong neck.
"Fuck me, honey," she whispered.
He needed no encouragement. His dick was so stiff it was almost beyond feeling. He had never had such an erection! He fucked his hot girlfriend with all his strength, but his eyes kept drifting away from her softly parted lips to watch his mother and his sister sucking each other off.
Janie was so damn hot she couldn't make it. The harder she tried, the more her climax stubbornly refused to come. She impatiently got to her feet and trotted around to Amy's side of the bed.
"Sit up!"
"Huh?"
"I said, sit up, Art. I want you to suck me off while you fuck Amy. I have to get off or go bananas!"
He came up on his knees, lifting Amy's wiggling ass with his legs. Janie jumped upon the bed and stood straddling Amy. She shoved her cunt into Art's face. Her hands went around the back of his head.
"Lick me!" she commanded. "Hard!"
Art fucked Amy's clenching cunt and licked his sister's flaming hot pussy. His girlfriend reached up, holding the hot teen over her while her brother licked her clit. Amy had never before been in an orgy, except in her mind. What she saw far surpassed any fuck scene she had ever imagined! Art's cock was so hard in her cunt it felt like that damn white dildo. But he never missed a blessed stroke, no matter how much his sister gasped and made strangling noises deep in her throat.
Judy couldn't keep out of the action. She was hot-really hot, now. Where the hell had Bobbie gone? She wanted a hard cock in her cunt. Her mind raced. Had she thrown her dildo away when she'd begun training her boys to fuck her?
She searched frantically through her dresser drawers. The sound of Art fucking Amy's juicy pussy was driving her mad. Here it is-my trusty old dildo. How many nights had she used it in her unsatisfied pussy after that fuckhead Ray had fallen asleep?
The bed creaked under all the weight when Judy collapsed upon it. Panting, she shoved the huge dildo up her cunt. Ah, an old familiar friend! Her strong hands worked the rigid instrument in and out of her hole. She bit her lips so hard they bled. Her head began to throb. A fucking headache-on top of trying to come with a fake cock! Shit!
Judy flung the dildo against the wall, cursing her frustration. She jerked Janie away from Art's mouth. She pushed the startled boy down upon his back. She kicked Amy as the frightened girl scrambled to get out of the way of the lust-crazed attack of this wild female.
Judy mounted her son and sat down hard on his prick. His cock slid into her cunt. Her nails dug into his shoulders. She rode him like there was no other man alive in the whole world.
The girls shrank back against the headboard, their eyes wide. Jesus, Judy had flipped out!
"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt clear off me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
She teetered on the edge of outright insanity. Her nails raked along the sides of her son's body. She ground her cunt around his hard prick.
Amy and Janie clung to each other, too scared by Judy's sudden outburst to do anything but tremble and watch the wild woman fucking her son.
"Stick your fingers up my cunt. Yes! Yes ... like that. Fuck me harder. I want a finger up my asshole right now! DO IT!"
Art responded to her every command. His finger helped fill her cunthole. He butt fucked his hot mother with two fingers. His cock raked in and out of her clenched cunt.
She rode him harder-on and on.
Two legs snapped off the old bed. The mattress tilted. Judy didn't stop for a second. Her cunt plunged up and down her boy's rigid cock. She suddenly came up, squatting over him. She jerked his fingers out of her ass. He grunted.
Judy had speared herself on his hard rod, driving every inch up her tight asshole. It hurt, but the pain made his cock grow even harder.
Amy couldn't believe what she was seeing. She leaned over to peer under Judy's thighs. She saw Art's cock fucking Judy's brown hole. Then she saw the crazy hot woman lift herself up and bring her slick cunt down over his throbbing rod. She switched back and forth, fucking herself up her ass and up her cunt with alternate strokes.
Janie looked at her mother's face. It was scary to see such naked cock-lust distorting her pretty features. She hoped she would never get so hot. She wondered how the hell Art kept from coming. His mother fucked him without mercy, with no thought that his precious cock may be doubling up under her wild thrusts. Every downstroke mashed his aching balls. Every upstroke stretched his cock out painfully. Her cunt-grip was fantastic. Her asshole pulled on his cockflesh like a tight fist.
A low guttural moan wrenched from Judy told the girls the end was near. They watched her closely. She was coming silently, soundlessly, too far gone to utter one more word.
Judy suddenly sat down hard on her boy. Her muscles tensed. Her eyes were shut tightly. Her fists were clenched. Amy and Janie could see her cunt tightening like a silken fist around Art's cock.
She sat and shook, coming over and over again. Every bit of color was drained from her face. Without a sound she toppled over and lay on her back, her arms and legs flung wide. Her tits rose and fell, but that was the only sign that life still existed within her.
Art came up on one elbow, staring at his mother. His face was almost as white as hers.
"What the living hell happened to Mom?" he asked.
Janie slid over to hug him. "She just went out of her gourd ... flipped out! She'll be okay in a little while."
"Jesus, that scared the pee out of me," Art muttered.
"Take Amy home, Art. I'll stay here with Mom. She'll be all right ... honest. I get almost that hot."
Amy followed Art back down to the small shed. She fumbled into her sweater and her short skirt, her hands shaking. She was wondering if in time she would go as mad for cock as Judy had. It was frightening, just thinking about it.
They walked through the quiet night, each lost in thought. The town was quiet-no lights, no cars.
"Art ..."
"What?"
"You know I love you, don't you? I mean, I don't have to say the words, but I wanted to hear myself tell you."
He stopped in the shadow of an ancient elm tree. His arms went around her slim body. They stood kissing, feeling the shock of the evening's session lessening.
"You're my girl, right? No one else gets into that pussy. It's mine!"
She nipped his nose. "You have full possession. Tomorrow night you can enjoy your own private cunt. I'll keep it warm for you."
"Ah ... happiness is a warm pussy." He grinned.
"And a stiff cock!" Amy smiled.