Chapter 8
Crushed, Bonnie was pleased that Mark still tried to hide what had happened between them. But their mother wasn't fooled at all.
"You little shitass!" Diane swore to her stammering son. "I can see you're very happy your sister showed up. You've already fucked the little bitch, haven't you?"
"I made him do it, Mom!" Bonnie cut in, trying to protect her brother.
Diane gravely nodded. "Figures. Was that before or after you stole my husband?"
"Daddy saw Mark and me fucking down by the creek," Bonnie anxiously tried to explain, praying that her mother would accept the truth. "Then the next day daddy got me alone, one thing led to another-and well, you know the rest."
The glare from Diane's eyes chilled her more than the snow.
"My God, Mom, we're a family!" Bonnie blurted. "We love each other! What can be wrong if we show it the best way there is? Fucking's a beautiful thing and I want to share my body with all of you. It's the best way I know to prove how much I love you and Mark and daddy!"
"There's love and there's sex," Diane spat at her pleading daughter. "All a little whore like you understands is sex. Raw sex. The way animals do it. My own daughter stole my husband and son from me because she has a cunt for brains, that's all there is to it."
"But, Mom, what about when it was just you and me alone together? You couldn't get enough of my cunt then," Bonnie whimpered. "And you were the one who persuaded me to have Daddy fuck me in the ass. How can you turn on me now, just because I fucked Mark too?"
"It's simple, Sis," Mark cut in. "Mom likes 'em young. She's got a kid back home named Chad she fucks, and now me to do stud-service for her. Dad doesn't mean shit to her no matter what she says now. But when she found out about you and me-well, that's competition for the old bitch."
"I'll put my cunt up against your sister's any damned day!" Diane shot back.
"But then I'd have to fuck you both, one right after the other, to make up my mind who's the best piece of ass," Mark said. "Sure you could stand watching my cock moving in-side Bonnie's tight, young cunt?"
"I'll take my chances," Diane replied. "No boy who fucks me can walk away thinking some school girl who was still cherry the day before yesterday is a better piece of ass than I am.
"Well, Sis, you heard her," Mark declared. "I'll fuck you both and settle this for once and for all. Tell you what." He laughed. "Whichever one of you loses the fucking con-test can have dad. It's about time the old man had to put up with my hand-me-downs 'stead of the other way around."
At this point, her brother had become just about as unpleasant to Bonnie as her mother. She was so turned-off that she didn't want to fuck anybody-perhaps never again after this.
"Well," her impatient brother arrogantly called. "What're you two cunts waiting for? My cock's hard and you're still stalling. C'mon, spread 'em!"
All Bonnie wanted to do was run, even if she was stark naked and there was snow for miles around. Let Mark and their mother fuck all day by themselves-they deserved each other.
But then Bonnie saw something from the corner of her eye. Was her mind playing tricks on her ? No, there it was again. A wink. Her mother was winking at her!
Bonnie couldn't figure it out. And now, out of her brother's line of vision, her mother was grinning her way.
Her curiosity mounting, Bonnie was suddenly much less interested in leaving. Desperately seeking to bridge the gap that had widened between them in the last few minutes, Bonnie looked searchingly at her mother in the hope of receiving some unspoken message that would lessen her anxiety.
"Trust me," Diane silently mouthed.
All at once, Bonnie felt overwhelmed by relief. Of course, why hadn't she seen it all along? Her mother had never really been angry at her for fucking with Mark. It was just an act, an act to push Mark to the limit so he'd fuck them both at the peak of his powers.
Now that she was aware of her mother's scheme, Bonnie saw her brother's ultra-macho behavior in a whole new light. He was trying so hard to prove he was a man that it was almost cute. Yes, indeed, it'd be a kick to make him decide who was the better piece of ass.
"Spread 'em!" Mark repeated.
Bonnie and Diane traded another glance, then settled their bare asses into the snow and, side by side, parted their legs. In juicy readiness, their waiting pussies were there for Mark to compare. Stroking his hard-on, he took a long look before selecting which pussy to fuck first.
On his left was his sister's teenaged cunt, so wispy and almost delicate. In contrast on the right, his mother's bushy pussy triangle flared. It was, in short, a match-up of a girlish pussy only a few fucks removed from virginity and an experienced cunt that had been taking cock for years.
Mark wondered if his sister's cunt would ever look like their mother's. Did women grow extra hair down there the more they fucked? Maybe that was a silly idea, but it didn't stop Mark from wanting it to be true. The idea of pussies taking shape because of guys like him was a real turn-on.
Then he realized that with his flight of fancy he'd become the one who stalled. If he wanted to prove what a stud he was, he had to go ahead and start fucking one pussy or the other, that's all there was to it. Eeny-meeny-miny-mo . . .
But Mark stopped in the midst of his random method of selection, suddenly thinking of a way to shift the burden of choice to his sister and mother.
"I want to get off to a good start," he said. "So you two bitches start playing with your cunts. Whoever makes herself come first gets first chance at my cock."
Neither Bonnie nor Diane were fooled by Mark's attempt to mask his indecision. Not, of course, that they weren't willing to humor him. In fact, they were prepared to go way beyond his original suggestion.
Their cunts would be played with, all right, but by each other's' hands. Quickly!, Bonnie's fingers were all over her mother's hairy cunt, while Diane in kind reached over to rub teenaged pussy.
Mark's eyes grew wide and his cock jutted at an even sharper angle, for this was the first time he'd ever witnessed any lesbian activity. It didn't take him long to recognize how totally his sister and mother were in touch with each other. Neither could have possibly done a bet-ter job by working on her own cunt.
"Oooooh, finger-fuck my pussy as deep as you can, Mom," Bonnie moaned. "Then I'll come."
"Not any more than I will if you do the same thing to me, baby," Diane murmured in reply.
Their fingers sank into their cunts, wriggling within. When their hips bucked to increase the penetration, their asses wobbled in the air.
"Ooooh, I'm coming now!" Bonnie swoon-ed.
Diane orgasmically groaned, "Mmmm, me too."
In the meantime, Mark automatically stroked his rigid cock. Then, feeling the abruptly rising tide in his loins, he realized that he'd come too if he didn't stop jacking off. The potential embarrassment of creaming from a hand-job after all the bragging he'd done about his fucking ability was too much.
"A cunt ... a cunt," he muttered to himself. "Got to get my damned cock in a cunt!"
Mark closed his eyes and fell between the first set of spread thighs that caught him. At last, his prick pushed inside the squeezing warmth of either his sister's or mother's pussy. But it wasn't alone in there, as a pair of female fingers remained to keep his cock company.
The fingers grabbed his cock so Mark's prickmeat couldn't move without being affected by the extra friction. It was like being jacked off and fucking at the same time, doubling the pressure on his cock and balls.
Mark had planned to have fucked his sister and mother at least once apiece before he shot his wad, but he was too far gone to stick to his timetable. Something had to give right away.
"Oooooh, shit, can't hold it back!" he gasped.
His cock gushed at the depths of the pussy it fucked, spurting even more than the usual generous amount of cum. By the time Mark had been drained, his balls felt like they were inside out and his hard-on was gone.
"Damn," he muttered with frustration, "too much, too soon. I blew it."
He didn't have to pull out of the cunt he'd just swamped, because his shrinking prick withdrew on its own. When Mark opened his eyes, he saw that it was his sister he'd fucked to excess. Looking at his deflated prick, Bonnie giggled out loud.
"Well, Mom," she playfully called, "seems like Mark's eyes were bigger than his cock. If you want any action, you'll have to find somebody else."
"I already have," Diane answered. "I've got two kids, you know."
"Only one of them has a cock, though, Mom," Bonnie teased.
"But the other one has a pussy that just got fucked full of plenty of cum from that cock," Diane cheerfully noted. "Don't worry, I'll be more than happy to take what I can get."
"Sit on your face, Mom?" Bonnie asked, already shifting toward her mother.
"All the way down, baby. I'll eat right through you if you give me the chance."
Bonnie immediately swung astride her mother's head. As she lowered her crotch she fingered her pussylips apart, spilling jizz on Diane's features just before she landed with a moist squish.
Bonnie's cunt sealed her mother's mouth, the lips of the first spread around the lips of the second. In response, Diane shot her tongue well up into the teenaged cunt and spooned herself a generous helping of teenaged cum.
"Didn't work out. the way you planned, Mark. But, hey, what the hell?" Bonnie mock-ed her brother as she sat on their mother's face. "You can always watch Mom and me. you don't need a hard-on for that."
"I'm not out of it yet. I'll show you bitches!" Mark vowed, his face burning.
"Action speaks louder than words," Bonnie taunted. "And all I hear now is just talk."
She was looking pointedly at her brother's cock when she said this. Mark briefly glanced there too, but turned away with embarrassment at the sight of his shriveled prickmeat. Then his gaze landed somewhere that gave him hope.
For, all at once, Mark found himself staring straight between his mother's legs at her hairy cunt, While she ate Bonnie's pussy, Diane played with her own cunt, her probing fingers parting the floss to expose the pink drooling cuntslit which ran from her asshole to her clit.
If Mark wanted another chance to prove himself, this was it. If he couldn't raise another hard-on for his own mother's picture-book cunt, the only thing left was for him to slink away with his cock drooping like he was a dog with his tail between his legs.
He concentrated entirely on Diane's pussy, blocking everything else from his mind. In the process, he automatically closed the distance between it and-him until he could, smell it. As his nostrils flared, the blood rushed to the crux of his loins. But he was not aware of his sudden hard-on until he saw it jut in front of him, the swollen head pointing toward his mother's hairy cunt.
He took aim and his hips bucked. As his cock plunged into its target, his thrusting cock was abruptly surrounded by moist female warmth.
"Pussy . . . pussy . . . pussy," Mark gasped. "Tight . . . wet . . . pussy."
Looking down from her perch on her mother's face, Bonnie avoided saying anything for fear of spoiling her brother's recovery. Of course his return to form was exactly what she and her mother had hoped for. Teasing and taunting him had been simply a means to an end.
From above, Bonnie saw her mother's legs wrap around Mark. Then Diane rocked him so his cock pumped rhythmically in her cunt. It was such a beautiful sight to watch them fuck, Bonnie thought, poetry in motion.
Her pussy having been thoroughly eaten at this point, Bonnie slid off her mother's face toward the rear of the action to get more directly involved. There, in the tangle of loins, she found the perfect place to start-her brother's balls. She sucked them all the way into her mouth, rolling them over the cushion of her tongue and bathing them with spit.
"Oooooh, Sis, that you?" Mark moaned.
Bonnie, of course, couldn't answer with her mouth so full, but Diane teased Mark. "So who else were you expecting?"
"Just that sis was giving me such a hard time before," Mark replied. "Didn't expect her to help me fuck you."
"She'd have to answer to me if she didn't," Diane kidded.
Bonnie heard this and decided to do her part. Releasing Mark's balls, she joined his cock in their mom's fucked pussy with as many inches of her tongue as she could squirm inside.
"Mmmm, if I didn't know better I'd swear I had two boys instead of a son and a daughter," Diane squealed. "Damn, if it doesn't almost feel right now like I've got two cocks in my cunt."
And Bonnie instantly thought about going her mother one better, namely with a third insertion. This time, though, it'd have to be a notch below, because that poor, old cunt was just about at the bursting point from so much tongue and cock.
"Damn, you read my mind!" Diane whooshed with delight when she felt her daughter's Fingers enter her asshole. "Now curl those knuckles, so it feels like another prick up my ass!"
Bonnie immediately did as she was told, clenching her fingers. Diane's asshole spasmed with delight and that Bonnie knew her mother's bowels were fluttering right along with her womb now.
"Now to add my own special touch just before I come better than I ever have in my life," Diane moaned.
She squeezed her own tits, making sure she pinched the nipples in the process. This had her teetering on the orgasmic brink and she then pushed herself over by lifting a tit to her mouth and biting into the soft flesh.
"God help me!" Diane abruptly cried, the gnawed tit bobbing from her mouth as she violently climaxed. "This is it! The big one! I might die from coming!"
Mark and Bonnie knew enough about their mother not to let up a bit. His cock and her tongue seemed to combine into a single unit, fucking her even harder and faster than before. At the same time Bonnie knuckle-fucked Diane's ass so deeply that her mother's hot shit coated her fingers.
"How much more of this can I take?" Diane feverishly cried. "You kids are gonna be the death of me yet!"
"Hold on, Mom," Mark called. "It's almost over. My cock's ready to blow."
His prick pushed to the hilt in his mother's cunt, tugging Bonnie's tongue along with it. Then, after a flexing ripple which traveled from the root of his hard-on to the tip, his cockhead erupted with molten jizz.
With her tongue also fucking pussy, Bonnie savored Mark's cum as it poured from his prick into their mother's cunt. It made her taste buds tingle as if each one were a miniature clit.
Then, when Mark's balls were drained after several spurting seconds, he withdrew his spent prick and Bonnie took over Diane's cunt entirely with her tongue. She stiffened it like a cock and kept right on fucking her mother's pussy, swallowing plenty of leaking jizz in the process. And, just below, her fingers kept pumping her mom's ass.
"Enough's enough," Diane whimpered. Bonnie, however, was burrowing too solidly between Diane's legs to listen. So it was left to Mark to come to their mother's rescue. He grabbed a fistful of Bonnie's hair and yanked as hard as he could. At first her tongue and fingers actually seemed stuck in Diane's pussy and asshole. But then, after another brutal yank from above, they popped free.
It was too late to save Diane, though. Her head briefly arose, then, as her eyes rolled so only the whites showed, she flopped back on the snow. Suddenly she was as still as death.
"God, Sis . . . what have we done to Mom?" a frightened Mark whispered.
But Bonnie just laughed. "I'll bring the old girl back to life."
Without hesitation she sat on her mother's face, putting cunt to mouth. From there, she leaned forward.
Mark was too nervous to look. But when he Finally turned around again he collapsed with relief.
What he saw was the sixty-nine his sister had started on their previously lifeless mother. Only now a critical changed had taken place-Diane was on top!