Chapter 2
Sharon noticed her son would look at her more than ever before. She wondered if he had told Sonja about her, what she had done to him.
She knew how young boys and girls were. If they were fucking, they told about anyone else that was fucking, too. She watched her daughter closely, but found no evidence that Sonja knew about her sucking Jeff off. She saw no change in Sonja's attitude or behavior.
But Jeff was always looking at her now.
And she found she wanted his cock again.
It had been two days since she sucked him off, and her cunt had been burning with hunger ever since. She knew she wanted to fuck her son, to have his cock inside her cunt, pumping in and out, squirting that sweet come juice into it. She wanted to fuck him the way her daughter was. Yet, it seemed that her son was holding back. She was sure Jeff wanted to fuck her, or at least have her suck his cock off again, but he was hesitant, almost afraid to come to her.
Sharon knew if he ever fucked her, it was going to be up to her to start it.
She had watched them fucking again the day before, and as before, Jeff came on his sister's cunt, not in it. She was going to have to teach him he was supposed to come in Sonja's cunt, that it was best to do it that way, that it would feel better for both of them.
But as much as she wanted to fuck her son, there was that nagging feeling of shame in her mind.
Finally Sharon could stand it no longer. The reawakened hunger of her cunt refused to let her alone, tormenting her until she had clawed at her cunt until it was almost raw, coming and coming in the privacy of her bedroom. But she didn't want privacy, didn't want to use her fingers any more. She wanted cock, her young son's cock, fucking her until she could hardly walk.
That night, she had do something.
She had watched her son all evening, feeling his eyes on her, burning through her clothing. She was certain Jeff wanted her, wanted to feel her lips around his cock, sucking him again. She was sure he would like to shove his cock into her hairy cunt and fuck her. It was in his eyes, the way they burned so hotly.
In her bedroom, she put on a gauzy, transparent gown, then fluffed her deep, rich auburn hair. She was a beautiful woman. She didn't have to fuck her son; she could attract any man she wanted. But it was Jeff she wanted, not a man. Her sky-blue eyes smoldered, her mouth pouting moistly. Her tits rode high on her chest, nipples turned up slightly, always hard and tingling. She could see them through her gown, and she could not resist a slow caress on them. Her waist was still small, her stomach flat.
She looked at the triangle of her dark cunt hair, visible through the gown. Her legs were very long, smooth and lightly tanned. Turning, she stared over her shoulder into the full mirror, seeing the swell of her perfectly shaped ass,, the crack between them teasing and promising and tantalizing.
It was easy to see why Jeff looked at her. She was beautiful, and there was the sparkling, erotic heat that made her blue eyes shine. Her eyes flirted and promised.
Jeff was in his room, and she slipped into the hall. She passed Sonja's room, and saw her daughter was sleeping, her gown twisted about her waist, one leg thrown wide. For a moment she looked at Sonja, her eyes taking in the stretched crotch of her panties. Sharon felt her palm itch with a desire to touch between Sonja's thighs, to feel her hairless cunt the way she had seen Jeff do.
Taking a breath, she moved to her son's room.
Jeff was still up, propped against the wall with a comic book on his uplifted knees.
He glanced at his mother, and his eyes glowed as he saw her tits and the hair of her cunt through the long gown.
"Jeff," Sharon whispered. "Jeff, darling...."
He dropped the comic book to the floor straightening his legs on the bed. The sheet was at his waist, and Sharon saw the tent where his cock strained upright. With a low hiss of pleasure, she moved silently into the room, standing at the side of his bed, her eyes gazing hotly at the way his cock shoved the sheet up. A small, moist dot formed where she knew his pisshole would be.
"Oh, baby!" she cooed, closing her hand about his cock through the sheet.
She jacked her fist up and down, feeling the hard heat of his prick scorching her palm.
"Oh, baby, baby," she mewled, then shoved her mouth down. She ran her tongue over the moist spot, tasting his juices seeping through it. Then she closed her lips about the head of his cock, sheet and all. She sucked his cock, licking at the wetness, her fingers squeezing the base of his prick.
"Mmmmm, so sweet," she mewled, lifting her head.
She pulled the sheet to his knees, staring at his hard-on, his precious balls, the few strands of hair at the base.
"Don't be afraid," she said in a soft voice, holding his cock in her hand, squeezing it gently. "You can touch me, too, Jeff. You can touch me any place you want. Touch me the way you touch your sister."
Jeff moved his hand toward his mother's body tentatively. She felt him touch her hip.
"Yes, honey," she urged.
But he seemed afraid, or reluctant.
"Baby, this isn't a dream," she said. "This is real. Mother has hold of your cock and you can feel me up. Go ahead, feel me up."
She released his cock and pulled her gown up, her hairy cunt exposed. She took her son's hand and pressed his palm between her legs.
"Mmmmm, hot, isn't it?" she whispered. "Don't you think mother's cunt is nice and hot, and getting so wet?"
Jeff nodded.
Sharon shoved one of his fingers into her cunt, and holding his wrist, she fucked herself with it. She spread her legs and arched her hips forward, sighing with delight. Her eyes remained on his hard cock. Finally she pulled his hand from her pussy. His finger glistened with wetness, and she smiled.
She pulled the lips of her cunt wide, shoving her hips forward. "See how wet mother's cunt is, darling? Ooooh, and your cock is so hard! We better do something about them, don't you think?"
Jeff's eyes were glassy with heat, and he nodded.
With a purring sound, Sharon climbed onto the bed, straddling her son's knees. She took his cock in one hand, his balls in the other.
"So pretty," she cooed, feeling his balls and cock. "Such pretty balls ... such a hard cock! Oh, Jeff, mother needs your cock ... needs your cock in her hot, wet cunt! Fuck mother, Jeff! Oh, please, fuck mother!"
Sharon scrambled up her son's thighs, her cunt searing his flesh. She lifted her ass over his cock, and with a sigh, she plunged down. Jeff's cock slipped into her cunt easily, and Sharon sat on top of him, her gown at her waist.
"Feel it, baby?" she asked throatily. "Can you feel mother's cunt sucking you? Ooooh, mother's cunt can squeeze your cock off!"
Sharon shivered. The feel of her son's cock in her cunt created a powerful wave of erotic delight.
"Be still, Jeff," she whispered. "Let mother take care of this. Lie still and mother will fuck you ... fuck you so good!"
Jeff lay still, watching his mother, his eyes darting from her burning eyes, to her tits, and then to the hairiness of her cunt. His mother's cunt was pulling at his cock, holding it very tightly. He watched as she lifted her pussy, then banged it back down on him.
Sharon squealed softly, riding her son's cock slowly, then fast, then slowing again. She shook in pleasure as the throbbing hardness of his cock scraped against her swollen, sensitive clit.
"Ohhh, God!" she moaned. "You're so hard in me, Jeff! Oh, yes, baby! You feel so good, your cock in mother's cunt! Ahhh, I'm going to come!"
Sharon threw her head back, biting her lip as her cunt convulsed about her son's cock.
Her tits shook as the rippling waves of orgasm spread through her body.
"So fast," she purred. "I came so fast, but I'm not finished, baby. Mother wants more ... so much more! And you've got to come, too. You've got to come in mother's cunt! Oh, hold my tits, Jeff! Hold mother's tits and she'll fuck you so good!"
Jeff's hands shot upward, closing about the firm roundness of his mother's tits. Sharon pressed her hands into his, smashing his palms into her swollen tits. Suddenly, she grabbed the neck of her gown and tore it open. Her tits spilled out, and she closed his fingers about them.
"Mmmm, better, so much better," she mewled, her ass grinding on his cock. "Naked is so much better, isn't it, baby? I just love to touch naked skin, love to have my tits felt up, and--oh, God ... I love to fuck!"
With a moan, Sharon fell across her son's chest, her legs spreading along his. Her ass began to pump frantically, jerking up and down, her cunt riding her son's cock swiftly. Jeff gasped and panted beneath her, his hand shooting down her back and clutching at one creamy cheek of his mother's grinding, pumping ass.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Sharon wailed, banging her cunt up and down on his cock. "I love it! Oh, I love it so fucking much! My cunt ... my cunt is on fire, Jeff! Oooooh, mother's cunt is burning up! Fuck me, baby! Oh, fuck me good!"
She came again. She pressed her cunt down hard on his cock, the spasms creating a tightness about her son's cock. She whimpered and sobbed with ecstasy. As the spasms stopped, she began to whip her naked ass about again, fucking her son frantically. She banged hard, moaning as more orgasms overwhelmed her.
"Come with me, Jeff!" she urged hotly. "Ohhhh, come in mother's hot cunt ... fill mother's hairy cunt with sweet juice! Don't be afraid to come in mother's cunt, darling. Mother wants it! Mother wants you to come in her fucking wet pussy!"
Jeff dug his hands into his mother's ass, arching his cock up to meet the violent thrusts of her cunt.
"Yes, that's it!" Sharon groaned. "Hard, darling! Push up hard! Ooooh, I'm coming again! God it's good! So fucking good!"
The squeezing heat of his mother's cunt sent a shudder through Jeff. His cock swelled and pulsated. He was now clutching the cheeks of his mother's ass tightly, straining his cock as deep as he could get into her pussy.
"Now, Jeff!" Sharon groaned. "Do it now!
Come in my cunt ... oooh, I'm coming again! Come with me ... come with mother!"
Sharon felt her son's cock throb, then the hot gush of his creamy come juice splashed into her. She squealed as her orgasm increased with power. The feel of his come juice squirting up her pussy sent her into a spinning, erotic sensation of the utmost ecstasy. Her hairy cunt gripped his gushing cock, squeezing it, sucking it, milking it. Every part of her body felt ecstasy, and her toes curled up as she dug her fingers into her son's shoulders.
Feeling her son slump beneath her, Sharon relaxed, still on top of him. His hands still rested on her ass, but his fingers were no longer clutching at her. Sharon listened to her son's heavy breathing, and she finally climbed from him. She sat on the side of his bed, running her hand along his heaving chest.
"You don't talk much, do you?"
Jeff shook his head.
Sharon leaned down and kissed her son's lips, sliding her hand down to cup his wet cock and balls.
"I love to hear talk when I fuck," she whispered. "Talking excites me, honey. You're going to have to talk to me when we do this. It really makes me hot."
She turned toward his cock. His prick glistened with the juices of her cunt.
"Mmmmm," she purred, then ran the tip of her tongue down his chest, twirling it into his belly button.
Then, swiftly, she opened her mouth and pulled his cock, so wet and sweet with cunt juice and come juice, into her mouth. She held her son's cock for a while, her tongue licking delicately.
"I love doing that after fucking," she murmured. "The taste is fantastic."
She stood up, her gown falling over her hips. Her tits, however, remained naked, the torn gown falling apart. She leaned over her son, offering her nipple to his mouth.
"Have a suck, Jeff," she said, then worked her nipple into his mouth. "Suck it, darling, then you can go to sleep."
She lifted, her tit moist from her son's mouth.
"Sleep good, Jeff, and dream about me ... and your sister."
She turned and, pausing at the door, arched her ass out for him. "You can have all this you want, baby. Just ask and it's yours."
She paused at her daughter's bedroom. Sonja had not changed positions. She still slept with her gown twisted about her waist, that one leg thrown wide. Sharon stepped into Sonja's room, looking down at her sleeping daughter. She caressed Sonja's thigh, and felt the heat of her flesh.
Sharon turned and started to leave, then turned back, her eyes hot on the stretching of Sonja's panties. She remembered how sweet her daughter's cunt had looked when she lowered it onto Jeff's cock. With a very light touch, she ran her fingertips along her daughter's thigh, then touched the stretching crotch band of her panties. Heat seemed to radiate from the crotch of those panties.
Sharon could not resist cupping her daughter's cunt for a moment. She felt the come juice from her son's cock running along her inner thighs. Lifting her gown, she ran her finger into her cunt, getting it wet, then she wiped her finger on the crotch of her daughter's tight panties.
Desire flooded her, and she leaned over, kissing very lightly at her daughter's thighs. Then with a soft moan, she pressed her lips against the tightness of those panties. Her lips felt scalded with the heat of Sonja's cunt. She dragged her tongue up and down the crotch-band, exerting a light pressure, just enough to feel the sweet slit with the tip of her tongue. The desire to open her mouth and press down on that cunt was strong, but she resisted it. The simple taste of her daughter's cunt through those panties had been enough to make Sharon come again.
She left her sleeping daughter reluctantly.
Back in her bedroom, Sharon lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. She was somewhat ashamed of what she had done, but not so ashamed that she wouldn't do it again, she knew.
Sharon had always had trouble with her erotic nature, even while still married. Her husband had not been enough to satisfy her, although he tried mightily. She needed more than him, more than his cock; she needed all the cock she could get, otherwise she suffered with headaches and nervousness. Cock was the only thing she found that got rid of those excruciating headaches. She knew it was all in her mind, but she couldn't do anything about it.
She didn't want to see a doctor, and she had no one, really, she could talk to. Except her mother.
But she didn't quite trust her for some reason.
Sharon's mother had been divorced for many years, but she was always going out with men, and Sharon suspected her mother wanted cock as badly as she did. She didn't hold that against her mother, though. But still she didn't quite trust her. She was afraid her mother would laugh, tell her it was okay what she was doing with Jeff.
There were times when she suspected her mother of doing the same things with her brother, Dana. Dana was the same age as Jeff, and Sharon had thought it funny that she and her mother had them a few months apart. But the way her mother fucked around, it was bound to happen sooner or later.
Jeff and Dana were very good friends, and she wondered if both were fucking Sonja. Then she decided she wouldn't mind fucking Dana herself.
Sharon squirmed in the bed. She pulled her knees up tight against her tits, her hands between her thighs, and she went to sleep thinking of fucking both Jeff and Dana at the same time.