Chapter 3
When Sharon woke up the next morning, she felt horny.
It was her cunt, she knew.
It had always been her cunt.
Sometimes the greedy heat between her legs became so powerful, so much, that she could hardly bear it. Then, when it happened, her cunt over-ruled any rational thoughts.
Now, once again, the beast was loose, gnawing at her, rampaging through her with an in- sane frenzy of erotic lust. There was no way, she told herself as she bathed, to run from it. The beast inside her reared its insatiable head, and she was lost.
The only person she could talk to was her mother. It would not help her but it might settle her ragged nerves. If nothing else, her mother would understand.
Sharon's mother would, indeed, understand. She and Sharon shared the same problem. The only difference was that her mother had remained married to one husband all this time. The poor man knew of his wife's fucking around, and yet he still loved her, stayed with her.
Sharon brushed her deep auburn hair until it shined, then stepped into tight, bikini panties. She pulled a light, sleeveless sweater over her head, a garment that molded and clung to her straining tits, nipples jutting. A straight skirt, emphasizing the swell of her ass and long legs, completed her dress.
By the time she left, it was almost noon. Jeff and Sonja were still sleeping. She scribbled a note to them, and stepped out into the heat of the day. It was only a couple of blocks, and the day was so pretty, she decided to walk.
Sharon's mother, Evie, never seemed to age. Sharon was always struck by the youthful looks of her mother. And she had to call her mother, Evie, at her insistence. In fact, everyone called her Evie, including her son, Dana. Sharon was, almost to the day, fourteen years younger than her mother.
As usual, Evie was looking beautiful when Sharon arrived.
They sat in the kitchen, having coffee. Sharon felt nervous, as if afraid to talk now that she was here.
"Okay, Sharon," Evie said, "spill it out. Something's bothering you, right?"
And Sharon began talking, telling her mother of catching Sonja and Jeff fucking, how it affected her, and what she had done later.
"Is that all?" Evie laughed. "Nothing wrong with that, Sharon."
"But, what about Dana?" Sharon blurted.
"What about him?" Evie countered. "He's got a cock on him, right? So fuck the kid."
"Evie!" Sharon exclaimed. "He's my brother, your son. And you sit there telling me to fuck him?"
Evie laughed again, a throaty, sensual sound. "It would do him good. The poor boy walks around with a hard-on constantly."
"Has Dana ... has he been doing things with Sonja?" Sharon asked.
"Now, how the hell would I know that?"
"Because you know everything," Sharon said. "You know who's fucking who, who's blowing who."
"Maybe I do," Evie said, "but I don't know if Dana is fucking Sonja or not. Why? Do you really care?"
Sharon thought a moment, then shook her head. "No, I don't."
"I didn't think so," Evie said, placing the cups in the sink. "Let's sit in the living room. It's more comfortable."
Sharon shivered when her mother sat next to her on the couch. She sensed, or felt, something was going to happen, and she wasn't certain if she wanted it. Perhaps it had been a mistake for her to talk so freely with her mother. When Evie draped her arm about Sharon's shoulders, Sharon felt a warm sensation between her legs.
Evie cupped her daughter's chin, turning her face toward hers, looking into Sharon's blue eyes. Sharon trembled when she noticed her mother was going to kiss her. For just a moment, she almost pulled away. Then her mother's lips were on hers, kissing, writhing, the tip of Evie's tongue brushing her lips. She felt her lips part as Evie drew her closer, and her mother's tongue slipped into her mouth. The sudden flare of steaming heat in Sharon's cunt felt like a blowtorch.
She grabbed her mother's arm, whimpering, as she began to suck hungrily at her mother's thrusting, wiggling tongue. She heard her mother moan and felt Evie's hand close about her tit. Her mind was spinning, yet she should have expected what was happening between them. Her mother's hand squeezed her firm tit, her nipple becoming hard. Sharon writhed her ass on the cushions of the couch, unable to control the quick desire that flooded her body.
"Mmmm, it's about time," Evie murmured as she pulled her tongue free. "I've been wanting this for years, Sharon."
"Oh shut up!" Sharon said, clawing at the buttons of her mother's blouse.
Evie leaned back, resting her hand on Sharon's thigh, letting her daughter open her blouse. As Sharon freed her mother's tits, seeing her nipples, she groaned, then dipped her head, sucking furiously, her tongue flying.
Evie sighed in delight, pressing her daughter's head tight to her tit.
"Oh, suck them, Sharon!" she moaned. "Suck mother's tits! Oh, baby, I've wanted this for so many fucking years!"
Sharon sucked hungrily, caressing her mother's other tit with gentle fingers, twisting and teasing her nipple. The nipple in her mouth felt almost like a very small cock, and she sucked and lapped at it as hungrily as she had with Jeff's cock the day before. She felt her mother's hand sliding her skirt up, exposing her thighs.
Sharon felt her mother's hand stroking the creamy smoothness of her thigh, her fingers reaching all the way to the edge of her tight panties. As she sucked frantically on her mother's tit, she shot her hand underneath Evie's dress, moving her fingers high.
Evie opened her legs, and Sharon's palm pressed against her mother's naked cunt. She felt the wet heat of her mother's naked cunt, and she rubbed her hand up and down. Evie gurgled with pleasure, arching her cunt against her daughter's hand.
Evie dug her fingers into Sharon's thigh near her crotch, and whispered: "Use your finger, Sharon. Oh, baby, fuck me with your finger!"
Sharon ran her finger deep into her mother's cunt, feeling the wetness. She thrust her finger in and out, smashing the puffy, hairy lips with her knuckles, smashing the intensely swollen clitoris. Evie bucked her hips up and down, her cunt sliding back and forth on Sharon's finger.
"Let me," Evie grunted in a husky voice. "Let me do you, Sharon."
Sharon sat back, her face flushed with mindless desire, sprawled with her legs straight out, her skirt at her hips. Evie dropped to the floor between her daughter's thighs, caressing them softly, her eyes blazing with fiery desire. Sharon's body jerked as her mother kissed and licked her inner thighs, moving slowly and teasingly upward to Sharon's pantied cunt.
Sliding her hands past her daughter's hips until she held the swells of Sharon's tight ass, Evie gazed at the tight stretch of her daughter's panties. Dark hair curled from the crotch band, and the cloth was wet.
"I've waited so long for this, Sharon," Evie murmured, rubbing her lips against the crotch of Sharon's panties. "I've wanted to suck your cunt since you were a little girl."
Sharon was looking down at her mother, her eyes glassy, hands resting at her sides. She shivered, waiting, anticipating. Sharon lifted her hips, pressing her pantied cunt against her mother's lips, grinding and whimpering.
"Mmmmm, just like I knew you'd be," Evie gurgled, sucking at the wetness of her daughter's panties. "And you're so delicious, Sharon ... just like candy."
Evie lapped her tongue up and down the tight crotch of Sharon's panties, tasting the hot juices. Hooking her finger into the crotch, Evie peeled her daughter's panties to one side, gazing hungrily at her daughter's hair-lined, puffy, wet cunt lips. She ran her tongue over her lips, opened them, and pressed her mouth upon Sharon's twitching cunt. She sucked at the sensitive lips, the tip of her tongue whirling around her daughter's throbbing, erect clitoris.
Sharon ground against her mother's sucking mouth. Her eyes, wide open and glazed with passion, watched her mother's face buried between her legs. She placed her hands at the back of Evie's head, crushing her mother's lips hard against her cunt.
"Oooo, eat me, Evie!" she cried, her hips churning up and down. "Suck me! Ohhh, lick my cunt! God, so good! Eat me, Evie! Tongue me! Please, tongue-fuck me!"
Evie thrust her tongue up her daughter's cunt, feeling the lips grip hard. She plunged her tongue in and out of the hot wetness, her upper lip grinding at Sharon's throbbing clitoris. She dug her hands into Sharon's writhing ass, holding the cheeks tight, smearing her mouth into the tasty cunt.
Sharon felt her mother's tongue reaching the depths of her pussy, feeling almost like Jeff's cock. She loved it when her mother withdrew her tongue and swirled it about her clitoris, sucking lightly at it before thrusting back into her pussy. She gripped her mother's hair, pushing and pulling those sucking lips and tongue into her cunt. She twisted her hips, grinding her pussy against her mother's face, then banging up and down frantically, sobbing with the exquisite ecstasy burning from her cunt to her swollen tits.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Sharon sobbed, her body shaking as orgasms began to clench the lips of her cunt around her mother's lunging tongue. "I'm coming! Ohhh, you're making me come, Evie! Suck ... lick ... harder! Ooooh, I'm coming! Eat me ... fuck me ... chew my fucking hot cunt, Evie!"
The orgasms continued, swelling and exploding inside her juicy cunt. Sharon humped her hips up and down, smashing her convulsing cunt into her mother's mouth. She heard the sounds Evie made, sounds of intense, perverse ecstasy. She could hardly feel her mother's hands digging harshly into the cheeks of her tight ass; her orgasms were so strong and beautiful.
"Enough!" Sharon wailed, tossing her head about on the back of the couch. "That's enough, Mother!"
Evie pulled her smeared mouth from her daughter's cunt, grinning happily, her eyes still blazing with heat. She saw the slippery wetness of Sharon's cunt, and she stretched the crotch of her panties so wide that they almost tore. She lapped daintily at Sharon's pulsating pussy lips.
"Oh, God!" Sharon moaned, her body slowly calming down. "You're good, Mother ... uh, Evie. I've never been licked so good in my life."
Evie sat beside her daughter, pulling her close, resting Sharon's head on her naked tits. Her hand stroked Sharon's creamy thighs, lightly and teasingly. Sharon lifted her face, and kissed her mother's cunt-wet lips.
"You've wanted to lick me before?" she asked, her voice low. "Why did you wait so long, Evie? You knew I was a hot little ass a long time ago. All those boys...."
"I wanted to be sure," Evie said. "I wanted to be sure you'd let me. Now, after what you told me about Jeff and Sonja, what you did with them, I felt sure."
Now Sharon knew why she felt she could not trust her mother. Her mother had wanted to press her face into her cunt all those years. She must have sensed it, she thought, but kept it buried in the back of her mind. Now that her mother had sucked her cunt, she almost laughed about her feeling of distrust. She hugged her mother tightly.
"I wish you'd done it back then, Evie," she said, running the tip of her tongue around her mother's pussy-drenched lips, tasting her own pussy juices and feeling her cunt bubbling again. "I wasn't sucked by a woman until after Sonja was born."
"You enjoyed it?" Evie gurgled.
"Oh, I loved it!" Sharon hugged her mother again, running her tongue about a swollen nipple. "But you're the best, Evie."
"I try to be." Evie laughed, sliding her palm along her daughter's crotch. "I know a few more delicious games we can play, too."
Sharon felt her pulses start to race. By now it was slightly after noon, and there was plenty of time before her father came home from work. Somehow, she didn't want her father to know of this involvement. He put up with Evie's fucking around, but he might not tolerate this incestuous situation.
Sharon watched her mother peel her dress off and looked at Evie's slim, well-kept body. Her mother's tits appeared as firm and pointy as a young girl's. And her cunt ... it was hairier than her own. Evie's ass was as tight as a young girl's, swelling out in saucy invitation.
"Take your clothes off, too, Sharon," Evie said, licking her lips. "You can't be afraid after the way I licked your cunt. Come on, get naked and we'll have some fun."
Sharon's fingers trembled as she removed her skirt and blouse. She stepped out of her soaked panties, then stood naked with her mother. Evie's eyes moved about her flesh, her eyes gleaming in desire. Evie ran her hand through the curls of her daughter's cunt, bringing Sharon's hand to her own. Again Sharon felt the creamy wet heat of her mother's cunt, and her trembling stopped.
Clutching each other, they fell to the floor, pressing naked tit against naked tit, hips pressing hard, cunt hair mingling. Sharon gripped her mother's naked ass, pulling Evie's hips hard against her own as the heat bubbled again between her thighs. They licked and kissed at each other, tongues gliding over cheeks and lips and chins. They moaned as the heat swelled between them.
Somehow their legs became tangled, and Sharon found herself on her back with her mother's legs between hers and Evie's hairy cunt smashing into her own. She grabbed at her mother's naked ass, shoving her cunt hard against her mother's rubbing frantically. Evie held her daughter's foot, licking at her toes, one hand pulling at a cheek of Sharon's naked ass, grinding her cunt harshly against her daughter's pussy.
"Oh, Sharon, Sharon!" Evie moaned. "Rub my cunt! Oh, baby, your cunt is so fucking wet! I can feel your pussy juice on me! I'm wet, too, Sharon, so fucking wet! Fuck my cunt, Sharon! Rub your cunt on my cunt ... fuck me with your hot pussy!"
Sharon smashed and twisted her cunt against her mother's. Her fingers dug into her mother's ass, spreading the asscheeks. Her other hand moved beneath her mother's grinding hip and squeezed the other asscheek. She felt her mother's finger rubbing against the tightness of her puckering asshole, and it sent sparks of erotic hunger through her.
"Oh, Mother!" she yelped. "Evie ... shove hard! Press your cunt hard against mine.! Rub me ... fuck me! Oooooh, I can feel everything ... your cunt lips, your clitoris! And you're wet ... so fucking wet!"
"So are you, baby," Evie mewled, running her tongue over Sharon's toes, grinding her cunt hard into her daughter's. "You have a wet cunt, too. Mmmmm, let's fuck cunts, Sharon! Fucking cunts is as good as sucking them!"
"You'll make me come again, Evie," Sharon grunted, shoving her cunt hard into her mother's. "You'll make me come again, fucking me this way! I didn't know rubbing cunts could feel so good!"
"Mmmmmmmm," Evie murmured, licking between her daughter's toes, moving her fingertip lightly about Sharon's clenching asshole, grinding her drenched cunt against Sharon's. "I thought you'd tried everything by now. It seems I can teach you a few things, after all."
"Oh, shut up, Evie!" Sharon gurgled. "Just shut up and fuck me!"
Sharon's last word came out almost like a scream. Her cunt went into those fiery, tight convulsions, and she could feel her mother's cunt trembling. When her mother suddenly and unexpectedly shoved the tip of her finger into her asshole, Sharon gasped.
She felt the finger thrust into her asshole, and the pleasure of it, while she came, sent her orgasms into stronger spasms. Her mother didn't fuck her finger in and out of her ass; she just shoved it deep and held it there. Sharon felt her asshole gripping her mother's finger, squeezing it as her cunt convulsed with orgasms.
"Feel me!" Evie moaned. "Feel my cunt, Sharon! I'm coming, too. My cunt is coming ... your cunt is coming! Oh, this is good, Sharon! This is the best!"
Sharon was getting weak, but the orgasms continued. She had closed her lips and teeth on her mother's big toe, choking back a scream of pure ecstasy. She pulled hard at her mother's naked ass, stretching the asscheeks wide in an effort to get her mother's convulsing cunt tighter against her own.
When it was over, Sharon flopped onto her back, her tits heaving up and down as she struggled to breathe. Her cunt kept twitching, although she wasn't coming any longer.
At her side, Evie was gasping for breath, one arm resting over her daughter's thigh. Sharon turned her head and stared between her mother's thighs. Evie's cunt was slick with juices, both hers and her mother's. She ran her hand lightly through the thick hair, touching her mother's clit. Burning to her side, she kissed her mother's clit. Evie murmured and writhed her ass, placing her hand on top of her daughter's head and pressing gently.
"Mmmmm, kiss it nicely, Sharon," she said.
Sharon kissed her mother's cunt gently, then she ran her tongue over the juicy lips, tasting the sweetness of her mother's cunt. After a few licks, Sharon sat up, looking at her mother.
"Evie, have you been fucking Dana?"
Evie smiled. "Maybe," she said mysteriously.
"Come on," Sharon said. "After this, you should be able to tell me the truth."
"I haven't actually fucked him," Evie said, stroking her daughter's thigh.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just what I said," Evie replied. "I've been playing around with him, but I haven't fucked him yet."
"And what does playing around with him mean?"
"Oh, you know, jacking him off and kissing his cock a few times, that sort of thing?" "Bullshit, Evie."
"No, it's true," Evie said, sitting up. "I love to see his cock squirt. It feels so warm when he comes on my hand. And he likes it. I'll get around to fucking him one of these days ... soon, I think."
Sharon began to dress, thinking about what she and her mother had just done. There was no sense in denying she had enjoyed it, loved it, really.
At the door, Evie said: "Don't worry about things, Sharon. Enjoy yourself with Jeff and Sonja. I don't think either of them would turn you down."
"Oh, fuck you," Sharon said, then giggled like a little girl. "But we just did, didn't we?"