Chapter 6
Linda was dancing with her father when they came in, and Danny was nowhere in sight. The music was slow and easy, and Betty could see that Chad was so wrapped up in their daughter that he hadn't even heard them enter the house.
Glen went along the wall to the bar and drank deeply from the mouth of a bottle, paused and drank again, only glancing at his wife and Chad as they turned slowly and tightly together, moving to music.
Betty watched them for a while, seeing her husband's face buried in their daughter's curly brown hair, seeing them glide and snuggle, their robes falling open as their bodies touched and kissed in rhythm. Then she moved to them and tapped Chad on the shoulder.
"May I cut in?"
"Huh?" he said, his head whipping around. "Hey ...well, now ... Betty. What..."
She slid into his arms as Linda moved back. Chad was really snockered, but he could still dance. Betty moved to him and with him as Linda walked somewhat unsteadily over to discuss things with her still shocked husband.
Lips against her husband's ear, Betty said, "Did Linda have time to talk to you, dear?"
"Yeah," he grunted, dancing more stiffly now, trying to act sober and perhaps dignified. "Betty, I don't know how... I mean, I didn't intend to ... but it happened and ... oh, hell."
"I know just how you feel," she soothed, "and isn't it wonderful?"
"Maybe. You and ... and Glen: I don't know how to take that. But I guess I don't have any gripe coming. Tit for tat, and at least, you're not screwing your own kid."
"Darling," she said, and kept her belly close to his, kept moving her tits into the opening of his robe as they danced. "Don't worry about that. Honestly, don't fret. It isn't like it used to be, a long time ago. Women are much freer now, and can be happier. Look, Chad: I don't mind if you screw Linda, and now that her husband and I have had a little fun, I'm sure Glen doesn't mind, either. In fact, he's kind of excited about it, all stirred up and ready to go some more."
Abruptly, Betty left her husband standing in the middle of the room, wearing a dazed expression on his face, and headed for the bar.
"Pour one for Mamma, please," she told Glen.
Linda said, "Did Daddy ..."
"He will," Betty promised. "He's wrestling with his conscious, but he's going to win out. Your father has no other choice."
Glen blinked at her. "Hey, Mrs. Maddox ...I'm sure glad you came to pick me up. I've been telling Linda what a ball we had, and I've been feeling up my wife under her robe."
"Good," Betty said. "Don't get too drunk, though. Just hang tight and see how Chad reacts to his move."
She whipped off her blouse and unhooked the bra, dropping them to the floor; then she wiggled out of her white shorts and peeled down her lacy panties, seeing a wet spot in them. Putting one foot up on the bar rail, Betty Maddox took her time and sipped her drink, keeping her naked back to her staring husband.
"Look at those tits," Glen breathed in awe to Linda. \ Betty poured herself another glass of liquor, and said to her daughter, "Slip out of that robe. We'll show him two naked women."
Linda stood nude beside her mother, their smooth, warm hips touching, and in the bar mirror, Betty saw her husband move, saw him come hesitantly towards them.
"Glen, you might as well get undressed, too. Chad just pinned his conscience in three straight falls."
"Betty," he said at her shoulder, "Betty, you're right, and ... migod, seeing the two of you bare-assed and side by side like this drives me crazy."
She turned to face him, her large tits lifting, her nipples hard and pointy.
"Take your choice, Chad. You can fuck your wife or your daughter ... or both of us."
"Take your pick, Chad," Glen chortled. "I'll take the other one."
"I... I don't know if I can do it right here, with everybody in the room," Chad muttered. "It's all so mixed up, and they're both so beautiful, so sexy ..."
Betty reached down and petted his hard-on; then she threw back the robe so that all could see his massive cock, and worked his arms from the sleeves.
"I'll make it easy for you, darling. You're still eager for more of the new stuff, for that young cunt of your daughter's. So I'll just take Glen over here on the couch and start the ball rolling. You can stay and watch, or go somewhere else to fuck Linda."
Linda said quickly, "Here, Daddy. Oh, please, stay here with me so I can see how Glen screws Mom."
"Linda, I don't know ..."
She said: "I'm staying, and you'd better."
Smiling at the tone of command in her daughter's voice, Betty took her son-in-law by the hand and led him to the couch. Seen in the light like this, Glen was a well put together, heavily muscled young man; the hair on his wide chest was blond, and around his crotch it was a deeper gold. Their pubic hair would blend well together, Betty thought, gold hairs and black hairs mixing.
She lay down upon the couch and tilted a table lamp so that there would be no shadow between her thighs, so that everyone could see in the bright light as she took Glen's prick into her cunt. She wanted her husband to see it all, and she knew that from some hidden vantage point her son was watching every movement. Danny would have such a hard-on, she thought.
"Glen, take your time, darling. Kiss me and hold me and do anything you like ... and when you're ready, fuck me."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Naked and trembling in eagerness, stimulated beyond himself by the presence of his wife and Betty's husband, Glen Forester sat beside her as she lay full length upon the couch and began to caress her tits.
"My husband likes to play with my tits," Betty said. "He likes to suck on them, too."
"Yes, Mrs. Maddox," Glen said huskily, and kissed her mouth first, licking and sucking on it, while his other hand cupped her left jug.
Looking across the room to where her husband stood with her daughter's fingers closed around his stiff cock, Betty said, "His mouth feels good on my nipple, Chad ... and look how I'm stroking his prick. It's a nice prick, darling ... so hard and hot."
"Man, man," Glen panted, and leaned across her to switch nipples, his hands sliding to her hips, one of them continuing to move over her taut belly and to find her hairy, pulsing cunt-mound. His finger tickled her labes, then pushed on inside her cunt where it was hot and wet.
She stroked his head and rolled her hips, her eyes fixed upon her husband, upon their daughter. Glen paid no attention to anything but the woman he had his hands on, the lush female body he was kissing and fondling; His mouth trailed down from her tit to her belly, and he slid his tongue into her navel while Betty writhed in rapture. But he only kissed her twat lightly, and climbed up on the couch to kneel between her legs.
His prick was in one hand, the widely flared head leaking a clear and shining drop of pre-cum.
He pointed it down and moved forward, aiming for the black forest between her thighs.
"What a beautiful cunt," Glen said. "Those lips are ripe and red, all surrounded by lovely black hair, just waiting for the head of my prick."
"Put it in, darling," Betty said. "Can you see all right, you two? Can you see Glen's cock going into my pussy?"
"Come on," her daughter said, "come on, Daddy ... let's move closer. I want to watch it all."
Betty saw her husband tugged nearer, saw his hairy body tense as Linda made him stand close to where his wife was just about to be fucked. His own cock was out straight, stiff and thick, the heavy balls swinging below.
"Go ahead, Glen," Linda said breathlessly. "Go on and fuck my mother."
Glen shoved the head of his prick into her gash. It was stiffly spongy, and shaking with eagerness. Betty lifted her ass and moved her crotch just so, and the swollen knob pushed neatly into the lips of her cunt, while her husband watched, while her daughter watched.
"Lovely prick," she crooned, "sliding hard up into my pussy. Another man's cock in the cunt you screw, Chad. Another woman's cunt around the prick you fuck, Linda. Oh, Linda dear ... your mother is fucking your husband, and his cock is wonderful, wonderful!"
"Look at him," Chad whispered, his eyes gleaming. "Look at that son of a bitch push his cock up into your mother. His balls are right up against her ass, and he's got it stuffed in her cunt all the way to the root."
"Yes," Linda murmured, "and isn't it beautiful? Watch them fuck, Daddy. Look at how Glen's cock slides in and out of her gorgeous pussy, and see how she takes it in, the way she rolls her ass. Oh, beautiful!"
Glen shoved deep, pulled back and grinned at his wife and at Chad.
"Your wife has some hot cunt, Chad. It's tight as your daughter's, and all slippery-juicy. Man, oh man ... I can feel my cum in here, where I shot it awhile ago, the first time I fucked her. Oh, wow! Oh, Mrs. Maddox, fuck me good!"
"Hard!" Linda gasped. "Glen ... fuck her hard, hard! Mamma, mamma darting ... shake your ass and make your beautiful pussy eat up his hard prick!"
Betty stared up into her husband's eyes, her head jolted from each deep and savage thrust of her son's-in-law enthusiastic prick, her tits bouncing up and down as he rammed home.
She said: "Chad, Chad ... it feels so good, so wild and hard! Oh, Chad, isn't it nice to watch your wife get fucked like this?"
Chad moved then. He reached out and put his hand on Glen's ass, and shoved down, forcing the man's cock to imbed itself to the balls in Betty's cunt.
"Hard and deep, son," he panted. "That's the way she loves it. Cram your prick clear up into her womb."
"Daddy, Daddy!" Linda was tugging at her father, pulling him down to the floor beside the couch. "Fuck me now, Daddy. Right on top, just the way Glen's doing it to Mamma. Come on—fuck me!"
Betty turned her head to watch her husband mount her daughter, and it was a thrilling sight as Chad's huge cock was steered into Linda's luxuriantly springy pussy hairs. Linda held tightly to the swollen rod, her slim fingers wrapped around the veined staff to urge it into her slit. Approvingly, Betty nodded at her daughter, and stared at the meaty cock of her husband as it slid inch by inch into Linda's juicy pussy.
"Man, oh man," Glen said. "Look at that cock. Look at her take it up her cunt, big and long as that thing is. Wow ...Linda really digs that big prick, doesn't she?"
"I dig it," Linda gasped. "Oh, Glen ... oh, Daddy, I love this big, hard cock! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me until I pass out. Glen, my darling ... my husband ... I love you, too ...and I love this stiff prick that's filling my cunt like a barber pole. Oh, Daddy, screw your loving daughter. Feed me that meat while Glen sticks it to Mamma."
Betty ground on Glen's cock, rode it and slithered back on its probing length; she couldn't take her eyes off the action on the carpet, and she tried to match her daughter's action, tried to duplicate her gyrations and the rapid heaving of Linda's crotch as the girl's pussy ate up her father's prick.
On top of her, Glen was panting and pounding his cock, and by the speed and the rhythm of his strokes, Betty realized that her son-in-law was fast approaching his orgasm.
She was about to come, too; she was so turned on, so stimulated by the sight of her daughter and her husband fucking that only a touch would have been enough to bring on a climax, as if she hadn't fought valiantly to hold it off. Now it was building swiftly, and she threw her legs high to bring them down across the small of Glen's surging back. She crossed her ankles and applied leg pressure to the man fucking her, helping his cock slam to the hilt inside the soggy, sloppy sheath of her cunt.
Linda raised her legs, too, but her toes pointed straight up at the ceiling, and she never got them back down again. Chad rolled his girl back on her shoulder blades and clamped his big hands on her slim white thighs; then he hammered his massive prick into her cunt like a battering ram, drilled that thick and heavy cock into his daughter's shuddering pussy with savage and brutal slams.
"Wow, man!" Glen yelled out. "Fuck her, fuck her!"
His own crest broke foaming from the thrusting head of his cock, spitting a wad of jizz into Betty's cunt, flexing and spurting another wet, heavy clot of cum that reached the cup of her cervix. Flinching, squirming, Betty hiked her cunt and forced his wet prick to burrow around inside the satin walls; her ass drove and recovered, lifted and fell, and she moaned in the throes of her mighty orgasm, coming and coming and coming until it seemed as if she could never stop.
"Daddy!" Linda screamed from the floor. "Mamma! Oh, Glen! Everybody! I'm coming! COMING!"
Through blurred eyes, Betty watched Linda's legs droop, saw her husband catch them behind the knees and hold her spread apart as he kept up the terrific pace of his powerful screwing, as he continued to churn his giant prick in and out of his daughter's dripping pussy.
Linda's tits jiggled and her head flopped from side to side. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open. Still, Chad fucked her, stabbing that meat pole up her limply unresisting cunt with long and brutal strokes.
"Little bitch!" he grunted, pouring the prick to her without a let-up. "Little cock-sucker... you wanted to be fucked. Okay ... get fucked! Like this! Take my cock, you hot-assed little girl! Like that... feel the head of it in your belly, you sexy little slut! I'll fuck you! Fuck you ... "
"Uh-uh-uh!" Linda • grunted. "Uh ... please, Daddy! Oh, lord. Oh, that prick ... so big, so strong ... Yes! Yes! Yes! Keep it up because I can take it, damn you! Screw me forever because I can fuck you down, you big-cocked bastard. I can fuck you until your nose bleeds!"
Betty stared as she saw the girl come alert again, awake and violent again. Linda clawed her father's hairy back and bit his chest; her heels beat a tattoo on the cheeks of his ass and her belly slapped wetly against his crotch at every thrust he made.
"Come on!" Linda called out. "Come on!"
And it was her father who let go, her daddy who lost the battle and in losing somehow was not defeated. His great balls leaped and his root swelled, and Betty knew that the jetting of his sperm was flushing hotly into the girl's cunt, packing her with his cum.
Betty's eyes closed, and she cuddled her arms about the young man on top of her, compressing her thighs to caress his buried prick with her cunt and to make her thighs tenderly fondle his balls. It had been a furious few minutes, a topsy-turvy spinning of naked bodies, and she felt spent, emptied of all need for the moment.
She had been fucked twice by her son-in-law, by her older daughter's husband. The new prick was delightful, adorable as her own husband's monstrous cock, but somehow, she still preferred her son's long, slim tool. It was nice to be able to make the comparisons, though; she squirmed in a little backwash of bitchiness, and her tits slid over Glen's sweaty chest.
"Tired?" he asked softly.
"A little," she admitted, and thought of what poor Danny must be going through, wherever he had hidden to watch the orgy scene. For orgy, it had been, and Betty felt a belated rush of blood to her face as she realized she had been fucked by her daughter's husband, with her daughter and Betty's man locked in frenzied embrace so close she could have reached out and touched them.
Defiantly, she thought that she would touch them, that she would caress and stroke and feel them as they fucked, so that she could become a part of them in their ecstasy. But not now; now she had to get them all together and tucked away before Nikki came home.
And of course, Betty would have to do something for Danny, ease his hard-on. But his father couldn't know yet, not just yet. He had been too reluctant to let Glen screw his wife; surely he would balk at his son doing the fucking.
The next morning Betty reminded herself she still had a motherly duty to her younger daughter, Nikki. She threw on her pink robe and furry scuffs to match, then hurried down to the kitchen to take care of the girl. There'd be breakfast to get for the rest of the family, too; ham and eggs and hash browns, she thought; juice and hot biscuits with butter and homemade jam. Everyone needed replenishing, she knew ... herself as much as any of the men.
The men. That was a thrilling thought. Not a man, but three. Fantastic, incredible! Betty Maddox had fucked three males in the past two days-Chad, Danny and Glen. Their names made a bouncy little refrain in her head as she practically skipped into the kitchen.
"Why so happy?" Nikki asked over a glass of orange juice.
"No reason," Betty answered. "You made a mess at the blender again."
"I meant to clean it up. Where'd everybody sleep? I saw Glen in Linda's car outside."
Betty busied herself with more oranges. "Oh ... they were in your brother's room, and Danny slept on the couch."
"Not when I came in, and not when I came downstairs."
Betty said, "Where's the big iron pan, the one I had for the hash browns?"
"Right there. What's the big occasion? We only have hash browns when something big is happening."
Betty couldn't look at her. She said, "Why ... your sister and brother-in-law are visiting for the weekend. That's an event."
"Big deal," Nikki grunted, and sat on a tall stool at the counter, swinging one sun-browned and exceptionally shapely leg. "I wonder where Danny really was all last night."
"I told you," Betty said sharply. "Wash your hands and set the table."
She watched her daughter's trim little ass as it twitched away in the cutoff jeans. Fifteen years old, and a pocket-sized Venus, if you know where and how to look; the Maddoxes had been blessed with three beautiful children.
Guiltily, she thought... and at least two of them were the sexiest things going; did the same sensuous blood run in Nikki? Had she also been casting covetous eyes at her father, or her brother? Was she exposing that lovely wee body somewhere beside the swimming pool?
Betty shook her head, started the sausage under a cover, and decided that the continuous and exotic screwing she had been getting was affecting her way of thinking.
Nikki said, "It's good to be home for a change. Even if Linda and Glen are here. I mean, every time I turn around, you chase me out of the house, like you don't want me nosing around or something."
"Put on the jam," Betty said, "the frozen blackberry from the freezer."
"It is a special breakfast," Nikki said. "That's a holiday kind of jam."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Betty flared.
Nicole hesitated, then said: "Nothing, I guess. You look pretty in that pink robe and sexy scuffs."
Betty put down the spatula and took her child in her arms, pressing her close and saying into the soft hair as long and as black as her own: "I'm sorry, Nikki. Really I am. We ... I've been under sort of a strain lately, and I don't know ..."
Nikki snuggled close, so small and helpless-sized, putting her face in her mother's tits.
"Can I help?"
"I..." Betty wet her lips with a nervous tongue, but couldn't bring herself to say it. "No, I guess not."
But the girl could. Not necessarily by staying away from home all weekend, but certainly by ... Betty blinked and held the perfectly formed little body even tighter, squeezing Nikki's face into her tits.
Suppose ... just suppose ...the girl could be brought into it, really into the family circle so recently and so excitingly formed? If she could be taught the things she didn't know, if she could adjust to the idea that everyone else in her immediate family was screwing each other, then perhaps Nikki would no longer be a problem.
Betty found herself trembling in excitement, in erotic anticipation. Three males and three females. Betty shivered again, and her hands were strong upon the delicate curving of her daughter's back, her thighs pushing unconsciously against the girl's slight body.
"Hey, Mom ... you're strangling me. Wow—do you think I'll ever grow big boobies like yours?"
It would be perfect, Betty saw; it would work out just fine.
"Well?" Nicole asked. "Will I ever get big ones? I know they'll never grow big as your boobs, but I mean big for my size."
Betty let go her daughter and stepped back to smile at Nikki. "Yours are just fine, they're beautiful as they are."
"You think so, Mom? Really?" "Of course, and the rest of you is superb, too. You have a lovely little body, Nicole, pertly formed and saucy. Men will go wild over you, given the chance."
Nikki's mouth twitched and she turned quickly away. "Hey! The biscuits are smoking!"
Danny came into the kitchen just then, followed closely by Glen. Turning on the ceiling fan to clear the smoke, Betty turned her mind to the business at hand.
Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast vanished in hungry mouths, and there wasn't the strain she had expected ... but for Chad. He kept his eyes on his plate and only grunted when somebody spoke to him.
He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude, Betty thought. Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped right into the incestuous affair with his older daughter without a struggle. If he was sorry, he couldn't just take it all back, and he might as well admit it.
Betty brought him a Bloody Mary, anyhow, and nodded at his grunt of thanks. The others eddied out into the living room, or onto the patio, but Linda stayed to help.
The two women discussed Chad's behavior, and Betty suggested that Linda work on her father to bring him around.
She also told Linda of her plan to use Nikki for further softening of Chad's wall of resistance.
"I think that's wonderful!" Linda exclaimed. "Start her young, and she won't miss all the years the rest of us have lost. And you know what, Mom? I'll bet that little Nikki isn't the sweet innocent you think."
"Maybe not," Betty said. "But who ought to do the job on her, first?"
Linda thought that over. "Look ... I'll go into the family room and work Daddy over, pour a little more juice into him. The neighbors can't see into our patio, so if you tell the other guys and let them work on her until she indicates her choice, that should do it. And so you won't be left out in the cold, after a little while you can come on with Daddy and me. We'll put him through the jumps together, if you like."
The idea tingled in Betty's tummy, spread to her tits, and she said, "Great. You and I and-your father. That ought to break him down ... or do him in."
"Yeah," Linda chuckled. "See you later."
It went well from the beginning. Danny brought his tape deck and speakers to the patio; there were snacks and highly volatile drinks. Nikki had been surprised to be served drinks with the rest, but she covered it pretty well, pretending she was as grownup as her mother and Glen. She did cock an eyebrow at her brother, but since he was taking the drinks in stride, so did she.
Nikki didn't question the absence of her father and sister, assuming they were doing something in the house. Which indeed they were, Betty thought.
Betty started dancing with Glen, moving to slower music, graceful in her pink robe and the jazzy scuffs. There was nothing under the robe but her own tingling flesh, and she kept that covered for now, holding her son-in-law a little closer that propriety called for.
Danny and Nikki looked nice together, Betty thought, watching them grind and bump through the sensuous dancing they favored, and when she took her son for a partner, Nikki blended as well with Glen. As they moved to the changing rhythms of the tapes, Danny sneaked a feel here and there, cupping the cheek of her ass with a quick motion, or rubbing his chest back and forth across her tits, and sometimes slipping his knee between her thighs.
Betty said in his ear: "Watch it! Don't scare her off."
Danny whispered back, "Scare her off, hell.
Look at her shaking it at Glen. She's just about rubbing it on him."
"Give her another drink, next chance you get. Do you think she's settled on Glen, that she'll lay him if he really tries?"
"I don't know," Danny said. "She may be afraid ... here at the house, with Linda's husband, and Linda somewhere around. To say nothing of you and Dad. If you don't mind swinging with Glen again, I guess I'd better try it with Nikki, take her up to her own room. That way, you could open the hall door and see what's happening."
"All right," Betty agreed. "But I'll miss your own special screwing, dear—and I desperately want to get us all together. You understand."
"Sure, Mom. I want to get into Nikki, anyhow, to see what she's got. She's really a cute little kid, and if she's as hot as the rest of the family, she'll be a great screw. I'd better get to her now. She looks wobbly because of the drinks."
Sipping from tall glasses, Betty and Glen watched the boy talking to his sister, watched him lead her gently from the patio and into the house.
Glen said, "She was hanging back from me. Think Danny will dick her?"
Betty nodded. "He's taking her into her own room where she'll feel safer, hidden. Give him a few minutes, and we'll sneak up into the hall and take a peep. He promised to leave the door open just a crack."
Glen took a long drink. "I married into a terrific family. Of course, I've only fucked two of the girls so far, but I'll get to screw Nikki, too. And I sure get turned on seeing all the sights—like Chad laying his daughter, my wife. Like watching your son with his cock in your mouth, while I'm cramming mine into that hot, juicy box of yours. Now I'll see Danny fuck his little sister, and pretty soon, Linda will take him on, too. Man, oh man, I sure wish my own mother was in town."
Betty touched his arm. "She will be. You can ' bring her into the group any time you think she's ready. After all, she's practically one of the family, isn't she?"
Glen put his hand on his cock. His own terrycloth robe had fallen open to expose his hard-on, and it was lovely, Betty saw. He drew his fingertips gently over the staff and around the head.
"I'll bring Mother here, and if she doesn't swing easily, I'll rape her. I know she needs some cock. She's been a widow for more than eight years, and hasn't been fucked in all that time. I'd love to stick this up her pussy, and I bet she'd dig it, once she got over the idea that incest is such a terrible thing."
"Come on," Betty said, "let's go upstairs. We'd better not stop at the family room, either. I don't know what your wife is doing to her father, but if we hang around to watch, we'll never find out how Nikki is reacting to her brother."
"This is going to be a long, crazy weekend,"
Glen said, and took her hand. The head of his cock kept poking out of his robe as they went inside, skirted the family room and climbed the stairs.
Finger to her lips, Betty led her eager son-in-law to the doorway of Nicole's room. The door itself was closed, but the lock hadn't caught. Betty thought her son had only pretended to lock the door, to make his sister feel safer. She listened and heard murmuring, but no raised voices, so they weren't fighting it out. Pushing gently upon the door, she swung it open an inch or two, so she could see the bed.
Nikki was lying across her bed, on the pink and frilly spread. She still had on her cutoffs, but her feet were now bare, and so were her tits. They were gorgeous little things, daintly rounded and nippled with exciting small points. They were pale white, where the bra of Nikki's swimsuit had covered the skin, but the rest of her was a golden brown, and somehow the two-tone colors were very stimulating.
Danny was sitting beside his younger sister, more deeply bronzed than she, but he still had on his shorts. There was the now familiar bulge in them, Betty saw; he had been talking and approaching the ultimate moment with care, and now the time was at hand.
"Are they pretty?" Nikki asked. "Mom said they were, and she never saw them naked like this."
He reached to touch her titties, to trace them with a fingertip. "They're very beautiful, Nikki, but I'd bet you've heard that before."
She smiled up at him, wet-lipped and with mischievous eyes. "Sure, but those guys would say anything when they've got a hard-on. I wanted to hear it from you."
"I've got a hard-on, too."
"I know," Nikki giggled, "but you're honest. Those other guys-they'd lie like crazy, just to get to dip their things into a girl. But if you say my boobies are pretty, I guess they are. I just wish they were a lot bigger and softer, like Mom's. Wow, did you ever see such tits?"
Danny kept fondling her small breasts, leaning over her, his hands gentle and knowing. Watching, Betty knew a tremble of fear within her body, and a darting of anticipation. They were so beautiful, her children there: together, making love, they would be so charming her heart would break to see them.
"You swung with other guys?" Danny asked.
"Just two," Nikki said, running her hands along his forearms as he caressed her tits. "But plenty of times with both of them. Sally and me kind of change off between guys, and it's a real kick. Oh, wow—all that gin is making me dizzy, but I still want to know how come you've got an itch for me all of a sudden."
Danny leaned back and used his thumbs to pull down his shorts. His long, slim prick stood tall and throbbing.
"It's not all of a sudden, Nikki. I just didn't know if you were ready for me yet. I've admired your trim little ass for a long, long time. And I don't mean if you were ready to screw, but to screw your brother. You have to be open and grownup for that."
"Your prong is longer than theirs," Nikki said, staring with interest at his erect cock. "And I'm grownup enough for incest. Who do you think was hiding in the alley the other night?"
"The noise we heard ... Mom and me?"
Nikki giggled again. "That was me, falling into an ashcan. Had my jeans around my knees and a finger in my cunt. Oh, wow... I never saw anything like it. Not with Sally, anyhow."
Danny unzipped his sister's cutoffs, and Nikki lifted her butt so he could slide them down her slim legs. Betty caught breath at the sight of her daughter's little beaver. The girl had only a faint feathering of pussy hair, lightly seeded over her mound, but the few hairs were jet black, and singularly appealing against the untanned whiteness of her skin there.
At Betty's ear, Glen whispered, "Hey now! That's a sweet, little-girl pussy."
Betty put her hand out to hush him, but lowered it to take hold of his swollen cock. She squeezed that in warning, for they certainly didn't want to frighten Nikki now, not when she was just about to take her brother's prick into her cunt for the first time.
Other guys, Nikki had said; she and her friend Sally had been changing off with two boys, screwing them both. And Betty had been fretting that Nikki would be a cherry. No chance, with her mother's hot blood racing within her.
"Kiss it a little, Danny," the girl said softly, and her brother obediently lowered herself to draw his mouth over her flat and boyish belly, to lick into her tiny navel while Nikki heaved and squirmed.
Entranced, Betty stared as her son stroked her daughter's hips and belly and thighs, as he moved his handsome face down in the valley between Nikki's sleek legs. His mouth covered the nearly hairless mound, and Danny closed his eyes as he manipulated his tongue in that childish twat.
"Great," Nikki panted. "Oh, Danny, that's really wild. You know how to do it better ...Oh, oh ... great!"
His head came up and he said, "I'll finish that after. But first I want to fuck this beautiful little hole. First Mom, then Linda, and now you."
Nikki said, "You screwed Linda, too? Did Glen know?"
"Not at first, but he does now. We're all swinging, Nikki. Dad's putting it to Linda, too, and Mom had a couple of sessions with Glen."
The girl made a low, whistling sound. "Then you'd better hurry up and initiate me. Daddy and Glen ... wow! Will they screw me, too?"
Danny said, "Pay attention to what you're doing," then closed his mouth over hers, one arm around her neck and one around her miniature waist. His cock-head was feeling for her delicate gash, and Nikki twisted her ass to guide him home.
Betty watched the solid length of Danny's prick slide slowly, wonderfully, up into the clenching hotness of his younger sister's yearning pussy. They were completing the circle, adding yet another link to the tempestuous events that had begun in this house such a short time ago.
"Look at that," Glen whispered, hunching his groin so that his own hard prick slid back and forth in Betty's hand. "Look at him stick that prick into his sister's little cunt."
Excitedly, Glen's hands caught at Betty, one on the cheek of her ass, one gripping her left tit. She continued to clasp his cock, but could not take her eyes away from the magic scene in the bedroom.
"There," Nikki was hissing. "That's the way, baby. Stick me deep, man! Run it right up my pussy ... hard cock, hard peter ...Oh, baby ... fuck me, Danny ... fuck me!"
Betty watched the boy's prick work, saw it back out shining with Nikki's lubrication, saw it shove back inside the gripping little cunt, saw her son's balls swing into the uplifted crack of her daughter's ass. Trembles shook the girl and shook Betty, too. It was so sweet and hot, so vibrant and moving. The children blended, handsome and beautiful, and the spicy rhythm of their youthful fucking was the heartbeat of the universe.
"I love them so," Betty sighed, and turned slightly so that she could back her ass into Glen.
He lifted her robe and prodded the blunt end of his rod into the crack between her cheeks, sliding in off her contracted asshole and along the fiery lips of her aroused cunt. Betty leaned forward a little, reached between her thighs and took his cock so she could set the spongy, slippery head of it into her own throbbing slit.
Glen pushed up and in, lancing her deep and solidly, settling the widely flanged head of his prick into her moist cunt, bringing the golden-haired sac of his balls up between the tops of her soft thighs. Having his meat in her pussy involved Betty even more deeply in the scene she was watching, made her more a true participant in the beguiling love-making her children were giving and receiving.
Being fucked gently and slowly from behind, Glen's hands on her quaking tits and his belly pushed against her ass, Betty was at once Nikki Maddox and herself, and Glen's prick was his, and yet her son's prick working within the worshipful glove of her wet pussy. She was young and she was mature; she was mother and her daughter.
On the bed, Danny murmured into his sister's mouth: "Oh, Nikki... you're so tight, so slidy inside your little cunt. Man! What a grip it's got! You're a crazy piece of ass, little sister. Anybody who gets to screw you is a lucky guy."
Nikki bent her knees and drew her heels far back, until they were under the fragile-appearing cheeks of her dainty ass. Knees thrown wide then, using her heels as leverage and her pelvis like an elevator, she hiked her pussy and her brother up off the bed, lowering him again, and when she reached the top of her arching, Nikki rolled her ass to give that additional fillip of wantonness.
Nikki panted, "Danny ... oh, Danny! You're the best I've ever had ...the hardest, longest prick, the nicest way of screwing. I love your prick, Danny. I love you!"
He fed the meat to his elfin little sister, packed his rigid staff into her cunt with corkscrewing motions, his balls swinging, his belly turning wet with sweat and dripping in and out.
"Nikki, sweet little Nicole! I love you, too. I love your narrow pussy and your darling, tiny ass, and I love your mini-tits. Fuck your brother, baby sister. Oh, fuck me hot and dirty, because I'm just about to come! I'm ... Ahhh-I'm coming in you, Nikki! I'm pouring my cum into your little-girl cunt! UH! UHHHH!"
"Shove that prick into me!" Nikki called out loudly. Her ass pumped furiously, and she ground her pelvis in a wringing undulation that chewed at her brother's cock. Tiny, slippery with sweat, gasping and fucking madly, she suddenly lifted Danny off the bed with a tremendous humping of her entire lower body.
"I'm coming, coming, coming!" she chanted. "Come in me ... hard prick ...shoot the sweet jism to me! Coming! COMING!"
Betty swiveled her own ass, took the wetly heaving strokes of Glen's cock in her convulsing pussy, and tried to make it to her own orgasm in the wake of her children's captivating climaxes. Her son-in-law fed his meat eagerly into the blistering velvet of her cunt, and his balls went slap-slap against her thighs. Using her tits for handholds, Glen struck her deep and wiggled his dick around when he hit bottom; Betty rode that prong with enthusiasm, hunched back and clamped her thighs together to make that slippery rod give more pressure to her clitoris.
Into her ear, Glen hissed: "Look at 'em lying there together, just a couple of horny kids. While I'm fucking their mama ... while I'm screwing their mama's hot cunt ... and I'm going to shoot off in their mama's pussy. Pumping my cock into their mama's sweet, juicy pussy. Oh, your soft ass, Mrs. Maddox ... your soft, greasy cunt... and these fine tits like pillows ..."
She came almost at the split second Glen loosed his geyser of semen, her cunt clenching and shivering around the length and thickness of his flexing cock. She clung to the doorknob, her knees going weak as the wild feeling, the hotly erotic joy splashed throughout her body and bubbled in the far corners of her mind.
Weakly, she dropped forward, and might have fallen, if he hadn't held onto her tits and pulled her ass back once more upon his impaling cock, wringing the last sticky drop of jizz from its pulsing head.
Helping her, Glen backed away, pulled her with him, and she slowly straightened up, clamping his dick strongly within her pussy. They made it into her bedroom lock-stepping that way, because her legs were long and sleek, and she could keep his meat inside her as they maneuvered along the way.
She collapsed face down across her bed, dragging her lover with her. Into the coverlet she said, "Nikki is hot, too. She just fucked her brother, so the next thing to do is move her along to you, Glen. And then to her daddy. Once Chad screws' Nikki, he can't drag his feet any longer. He'll have to agree to his son fucking me. At last, it will all be out in the open, all our screwing turned honest and above board."
Glen lay lightly on top of her, his prick softening, slipping tenderly and wetly from the grip of her cunt-lips. He said, "The cheeks of your ass are so soft and smooth. I'd like to put it right on up your ass, Betty. I've never done that to anybody. I'd like to try it with you, Mrs. Maddox."
"I never did it," Betty said, turning easily, gently, so that his dripping cock trailed a sticky little pathway of jizz across one cheek of her ass, her hip, and over her belly.
"I don't know if I'd like to be screwed back there, but I'll try it. Only not now, Glen. There's so much to get done, and I'm sure you'd enjoy fucking Nikki, or even your own wife."
He kissed her cheek and sat up, his peter drooping. "What will you do?"
"I'd better get with Chad," she said. "Talk with him and screw him a little, while your wife has him all tenderized. Maybe you and Danny can share little Nikki."
"Great," he said. "See you later, Mrs. Maddox. I'm off to fuck your other daughter!"