Chapter 7
After nearly an hour of nonstop sucking and fucking, Bonnie and her dad finally broke apart from one another. Ken was so exhausted that he wasn't good for anything except taking a nap, dropping off within seconds after closing his eyes. On her own, Bonnie dressed, then wandered into the kitchen to get a drink of water.
When she reached to turn on the tap, something made her pause. It was a noise. Bonnie turned around and felt the breeze it let in before actually seeing the unlatched back door.
"Mom must've left it ajar on her way out," Bonnie figured aloud.
Then she realized there was one way to find out for sure if her mother had come and gone. Knowing there would be footprints in the snow behind the cabin, Bonnie took a look. They were nowhere to be seen.
"So she didn't show up, after all," Bonnie muttered.
At first she felt betrayed, but then it occur-red to her that something might have gone wrong. Her mother, of course, was just a beginner on skis. Even traveling a short distance Diane was capable of having an accident.
"Mom might be out there in the snow with a broken leg right now," Bonnie gulped with alarm, forgetting all about sex. "I'd better go look for her."
She went out the back door and around the cabin. There was another set of skis, boots and poles on top of the station wagon, and Bonnie was fairly good with them. After quickly out-fitting herself, she pushed off on the snow's slick track and darted off in search of her mother, praying that nothing was wrong but expecting the worst.
"You really ought to stay off these things, Mom," Mark said as he untangled Diane's skis from her twisted legs. "Even if you haven't broken any bones, just a pulled muscle could've left you out here to freeze your ass off if I hadn't come along."
"I'm all right-really," Diane insisted. "Just get these damned sticks off my feet and I'll be able to walk back to the cabin on my own."
She was thinking, of course, about what she was missing by remaining outdoors. Inside the cabin, she knew, her daughter was getting fucked in the ass, and because of this stupid accident she was missing Bonnie's final step into complete womanhood.
"Hey, what's your hurry, Mom?" Mark asked. "Nothing seems to be broken, and if you're cold I'm here to warm you up-if you know what I mean."
Even with her son's bulky clothing, Diane noticed the telltale bulge at the crotch of his pants. He wanted, she realized, to turn her accident into some unscheduled sucking and fucking.
"After all, Mom," he confirmed this, "you promised me a fuck later. So why not just move things up as long as we have the chance? Couldn't be better for us. We're all alone, and-"
"No, I can't," Diane cut in. "I have to-"
Now it was Mark's turn to interrupt. "Have to do what, Mom?" he asked suspiciously.
"I have to go to the bathroom," Diane lied, saying the first thing that popped in her head.
"Hell, Mom, what's the matter with doing it right out here?"
"Don't be silly."
Diane didn't know what to do. Then, worse, with all the talking about it, she really did have to piss.
"Tell you what, Mom," her son said. "You won't even have to worry about not being able to wipe. I'll do it for you-with my tongue!"
And hearing this bizarre offer, Diane suddenly felt her resistance melting as the pressure in her bladder mounted. Since she'd discovered the erotic potential of teenaged boys she'd had all kinds of sex with them, but never this. Did Mark really mean it? she wondered.
"What if I just went ahead and pissed all over you?" she kinkily suggested. "Could you handle that, Sonny Boy?"
"Anything that comes out of your cunt, Mom, I'll take right in my mouth," Mark eagerly replied.
Forgetting all about her previous commit-ment to Bonnie, Diane was hooked. Already she was unfastening her pants.
"It's gonna be wet," she warned her son. "This is your last chance to back out."
"No way, Mom. You've got me just about as thirsty for your piss as I ever was for your pussy juice."
Diane dropped her pants and panties past her knees and squatted. Mark immediately sank onto his back in the snow behind her, his face lifted so the shadow of his mother's spread crotch fell across it.
Diane had become so excited by what she was about to do that she began playing with her clit. She'd never come and pee'd at the same time, but she'd certainly climaxed while shitting during an ass-fuck. Considering that, she decided it ought to be a snap.
As she fingered her clit, she controlled her straining bladder from within, wanting to feel the nearness of an orgasm before she let go with her golden shower. Down below, Mark waited with his mouth open. He'd also unzipped his fly and pulled out his hard cock so he could jack off while his mother turned his kinky fantasy into wet reality.
"Jesus, if I can't come for this, I ought to turn in my cunt," Diane joked.
Now, eager to let go on both counts, Diane pinched her clit between her thumb and fore-finger and twisted it around double. It was like turning on a faucet and Diane's senses exploded with orgasm. Her bladder erupted and hot piss gushed from her yawning cunt, on a direct line to Mark's open mouth.
"Fan-fucking-tastic!" he gurgled, what he didn't swallow pouring down his chin.
Diane could only agree. Extremely aroused, she kept fingering her clit after the last drop of pee had been spilled. Her first climax gave way to a second one, so that before long what her cunt dribbled into her son's mouth was female cum.
Mark obviously liked her cum even better than her piss. His hand was a blur around his cock now as he furiously jacked off.
Not wanting his cum to go to waste, Diane dropped down with her back to him, knocking his hand away. She leaned toward his crotch to hungrily swallow his cock and at the same time she sat flush on his face, forming a sixty-nine. As her pussy came in his mouth, Mark shot off himself, his teenaged jizz spurting from his deep-throated prick straight to Diane's belly.
Gradually, the mutual suction lessened in intensity, as mother and son drained one another dry. However, when they finally pulled apart, it was clear that the sixty-nine had just been foreplay in their latest incestuous encounter.
"You thinking what I'm thinking, Mom?" Mark asked with a horny leer and a tireless hard-on.
"I dunno, you tell me, stud," Diane teased.
"Simple. Since you already pissed on me, Mom, we might as well go the whole route. How's me trying to fuck the shit out of your ass sound?"
"Like heaven on earth!" Diane swooned, bobbing up on all fours like a bitch in heat.
Bonnie glided over the snowy terrain with frustration, having looked in vain for her mother so far. Then, almost ready to abandon the search, she heard a distinctly human and female cry of pain.
It sounded like it came from not more than a few hundred yards away. Over to the right. Bonnie made a loop to point herself in that direction and approached a grove of pine trees in the distance.
Then she heard her mother groan clearly from behind the trees.
"Oh, God, it hurts ... it hurts. . . "
Bonnie pushed herself like a streak, speeding to what she was sure her mother's rescue. Then, even with the wind whistling in her ears, she heard something which caused her to abruptly dig her ski-poles into the snow and stop so violently that she pitched forward head over heels.
"Yes, hurts sooo goooood!" her mother had swooned. And now, as Bonnie sprawled in a heap of arms, legs and skis, she listened harder.
"Your cock in my ass hurts so damned good!" Diane moaned.
Shucking off her skis, Bonnie straightened herself out, crawling forward toward the action. On the way, the irony of what she was about to do hit her. Here she was, about to eavesdrop on her mother getting fucked in the ass when it had been planned the other way around!
From behind a large tree, Bonnie could see it all. Her mother and brother were coupled like mating dogs, with Mark's cock pumping into Diane from behind. Although she tried being angry at her mother for not showing up at the cabin, Bonnie quickly got over it. For, now that she'd taken a cock up her ass herself, Bon-nie was well aware that the backdoor brand of sex was irresistible.
It was very educational for Bonnie to watch two other people doing something she'd tried herself for the first time only a short time before. It was the perfect way to keep her memory fresh about the special magic of a big cock in the tightest female fuck-hole. It was also a total turn-on.
Bonnie reached inside her panties and between her legs so she could touch both her pussy and asshole at the same time, fingering the latter while she rubbed the former with the heel of her hand. It felt damned good!
"You coming again, Mom?" Mark asked, his thick, young cock working steadily in the chute of his mother's squirming ass.
"Again?" Diane laughed. "Hell, I've never stopped coming!"
"Wish I could come like that," Mark sigh-ed. "That's the tough part about being a guy. You chicks can get off as many times as you want. But we've got just the one wad to shoot out of our cocks into you and then we have to start in all over again. Sometimes I think it isn't fair."
"Don't knock it," his mother said. "That single blast of jizz from your spurting cock gets the job done just dandy as far as I'm concerned. Speaking of which, I'm ready for an ass full of your cum any time you're ready to deliver."
"Why didn't you say so, Mom?" Mark answered. "I've been holding it back so long that I can almost taste my own cream."
"Well, don't punish yourself. Let it rip!"
"You got it, Mom!"
Mark's quickened breath swallowed the rest of his words, as he let his cock do his talking for him. It became a pistoning shaft of erotic machinery in his mother's asshole, while he guided her hips with his hands for maximum friction.
"Ooooh, that's it, drive it in there, lover!" Diane cried. "Try to split me in half just before you come in my ass!"
And, listening and watching from over behind the tree, Bonnie knew exactly what her mother was talking about. One of the things so special about an ass-fuck was the violence it unleashed within the man. Even though a woman might love her partner dearly -especially the case with incest-she still had the sensation of being brutally raped.
Bonnie just wished she had a cock in her ass, too. For now, though, she'd just have to make do with the jabbing thrusts of her own fingers. They were in there now, of course, curled at the knuckles to resemble the head of a prick. Maybe if she was fortunate she could make herself climax about the same time her brother shot-off in their mother's asshole!
"Gonna blow, Mom!" Mark shouted, burying his cock to his balls up Diane's ass channel.
Simultaneously, Bonnie's ass-fucking knuckles surged to the spasming entrance of her gurgling bowels.
"Ooooooh, I'm commmming!" Mark groaned very loudly, his cock exploding with a torrent of jism.
"Mmmm, me tooo," Bonnie whimpered, feeling some of her own slimy shit creeping down her probing fingers.
And then Diane added yet another climax of her own to the family flurry of coming. "Damn, if this isn't the best one yet!" she cried. "Nothing like an ass full of jizz to make a woman really get her bell rung!"
Mother, son and daughter all came together and the experience was so special for Bonnie that, when it was over, she wished it could have been even better. And it would have been if she'd been directly participating in the action rather than merely watching.
But how, Bonnie wondered, could she bring it off? Showing herself now threatened to create problems for, almost certainly, her presence would bring out the fact that she was no stranger to fucking her brother.
"And Mom'll want to know why I kept me and Mark a secret from her. She'll probably get really pissed," Bonnie sighed. "She thinks I'm only fucking daddy. I'm gonna have to break the truth to her gently."
Still, staying on the sidelines when she could be sucking and fucking had her gritting her teeth with frustration.
"Maybe I ought to just leave before I get so horny that I ruin everything," she mumbled, trying to reason with herself.
But when she attempted to steal away, one last glance at her mother and brother proved her undoing. Rooted to the spot, Bonnie wound up staring more intently than ever.
It was the view of her mother's fucked asshole that did it. Now that Mark's cock had been removed, the widened opening not only oozed with excess cum but with something resembling the texture of hot fudge.
"Shit!" Bonnie panted with excitement, uncontrollably aroused by the sight of a substance most people found disgusting. "God, Mark fucked mom so hard that he fucked the shit out of her. What a trip!"
"Told you I'd fuck the shit out of you, Mom!" he crowed, unwittingly echoing his hidden sister's sentiments.
"It's not the first time, and, Sonny Boy, it better not be the last," Diane sighed. "A woman's asshole's made for two things-shit-ting and fucking."
"Won't get any argument out of me about that, Mom," Mark said, his dripping cock still hard. "But what about your cunt? It needs fucking, too."
"Mmmmm, does it," Diane readily replied. "Just let me clean both of us off and I'll put your big prick back to work."
She started the clean up with herself, rolling onto her back and scooping up a handful of snow. This she placed between her thighs, rubbing until it melted through her fingers. When she was finished, the icy bath had turned her asshole into a blue pucker and temporarily shriveled her pussylips shut.
"Now, get down here so I can wash your filthy cock."
"God, not with that snow, Mom," Mark protested, his teeth chattering in advance. "I couldn't take it."
"Then how about if I use my mouth?" Diane chuckled. "I'll suck your nasty cock squeaky clean while you're doing the same thing to my poor, frozen pussy to warm me up again.".
Sighing with relief, Mark eagerly hunched astride his mother. As his tongue moved to thaw out her cunt, she swallowed his ass-fucked prick at the other end of the action and the sound of hungry slurping filled the air.
And, from behind the tree, Bonnie squirmed with frustration. How she yearned to step out into the open and join the incestuous session. After all, her brother's cock was so young and strong that there was no reason it couldn't fuck her cunt as well as her mother's. And she was perfectly willing to do her share of sucking before it was her turn for a pussy full of Mark's cock.
Then, in her mind's eye, Bonnie saw herself making her move. She'd start by sneaking up on the sixty-nine to lick her mother and brother all over. She'd lick them so good that they wouldn't even bother to ask what she was doing there.
And, of course, she'd have stripped beforehand. Once she was tangled up with them, her mother and brother would realize she was naked in the snow just for them. They'd reach out to rub her tits and ass and pussy and they'd be so glad she was there.
But suddenly, blinking away the images, Bonnie snapped back to reality. The winter day chilled her spine and would continue to do so unless she either went back to the cabin or got the nerve to take her chances and actually join the fucking action.
It was all so crazy, thought Bonnie. Here she was freezing while fully clothed, yet craving the warmth that being totally nude in the snow would bring. The difference of course, was that clothed she was alone. Naked, she would be sucking and fucking with her mother and brother.
Well, she wistfully reminded herself, there was still the cabin. A fire was probably roaring and her dad might be up and around by now. He could fuck her again . . .
But when Bonnie closed her eyes and tried to picture her father's cock, her mind went blank. Worse, her pussy failed to respond.
Then she opened her eyes and saw her brother's cock, just as it emerged from their mother's mouth. It was solid as a rock, ready to fuck. Bonnie's pussy burned with desire.
"Enough sucking," Diane told her son. "Get that monster cock in my cunt and fuck me until I scream!"
Bonnie winced with envy as her brother quickly shifted into position for the next stage of the fucking action. He knelt between their mother's spread legs, aiming his jutting prick at the pink slice that glistened down the center of Diane's hairy pussy.
And then he closed the distance between his crotch and hers. As he sprawled on top of Diane, his big prick sank deeper and deeper into her cunt until it was buried to the balls.
Their hips began to move, with Mark's ass bobbing in the air and Diane's squirming in the snow. Her wet pussy squished as a result of rhythmic cock-thrusts. They were fucking, fucking, fucking . . .
"I can't stand it," Bonnie panted. "I've got to get in on this!"
She hurriedly wriggled out of her clothes, shedding them along with her frustration. It felt so good to be suddenly naked. Why had she waited so long to go ahead and do what came naturally?
She hadn't the patience to sneak up on her mother and brother as she'd earlier imagined herself doing. She ran toward them, kicking up the powdery snow with her heels.
They looked up from their fucking as Bonnie bore down on them. And then she was there, gasping with a combination of lust and breathlessness from her headlong spring as she sank to her knees beside them.
"Room for one more?" she hopefully panted.
And, with a single icy word, her glaring mother chilled her to the bone. "Depends," Diane snapped. "Depends!"