Chapter 8
Marcia had been so preoccupied by pleasant thoughts about Bret and their date that she had gone to bed immediately without checking on her son. Therefore she had no idea that Dawn had spent the entire night with him. She had not even realized that Dawn had been with Robert the evening before.
She slept very soundly, and got up late the following morning. When she had finished her shower and dressing, she went to the kitchen to prepare coffee, There she found her son and Dawn. They had coffee ready for her, both of them grinning at her happily, but with a wicked, knowing smile on their young faces.
"How was it, Mom?" Robert wanted to know. "Did you have fun?"
"It was wonderful, honey," Marcia replied as she sat at the table, sipping the coffee that Dawn had poured for her. "Bret is a very nice guy."
Dawn pulled her chair close to Marcia. "What I want to know is ... did you get fucked by my daddy?"
Marcia looked at the pretty girl, smiling fondly. "That is not a question to ask a girl," Marcia teased. "And especially about your father."
"Come on," Dawn pouted cutely. "Did my daddy fuck you?"
"That seems to be important to you, baby," Marcia said. "Why?"
Dawn flushed and lowered her eyes. "I just want to know. I like you, and I love my daddy. I think it would be wonderful if you two liked each other, too."
"Of course I like Bret. I would not have gone out with him otherwise, Dawn."
Dawn fidgeted in the chair, writhing her ass, but keeping her eyes down. It was obvious to Marcia the little girl was curious about last night. It seemed very important to Dawn that she and Bret like one another, Marcia thought. She wrapped an arm around Dawn's shoulders and hugged her close. Dawn buried her face into Marcia's flawless tits, twisting herself as tightly as she could against Marcia. Marcia stroked the girl and kissed the top of her head.
"Yes, baby," Marcia whispered softly. "Your daddy fucked me. Does that make you happy?"
Dawn squealed in pleasure and hugged Marcia's waist. "Ohhh, I'm so glad!" Then Dawn squirmed free of Marcia, dropping to the floor. She ran her hands up Marcia's thighs, shoving her skirt high.
Marcia scooted her ass to the edge of her chair and caressed Dawn's hair as the little girl burned moist kisses on her knees, licking lightly with a wet, eager tongue. As the little girl kissed and licked her knees, Marcia began to shiver with pleasure. She sighed and scooted her ass even closer to the edge of the chair until it was almost hanging over.
Robert, watching Dawn kiss his mother's knees, ran his hand up and down the front of his pants, fondling his growing cock. Marcia reached her hand out to her son, and he brought his chair chair close to her. As he sat with his legs wide, Marcia caressed his cock and balls, squeezing them through his pants. Dawn was now working her tongue and lips higher on Marcia's thighs, leaving moist trails of liquid fire on her flesh. Marcia felt her son's cock swelling deliciously in her hand, and, with his help, managed to get his cock free. But Robert lifted his ass and shoved his pants to his feet, sitting there half naked. Dawn brought one hand up to grasp his cock, jacking on it as she licked Marcia's creamy thighs. Marcia cupped and squeezed gently at her son's balls, sighing as her pleasure began to increase. She wiggled her hips against the chair as the little girl', with her eager, wet tongue, licked higher and higher.
Then, with a soft squeal, Dawn shoved her face tight into Marcia's crotch. Dawn nipped lightly at the tight crotch of her panties, running her tongue up and down it. "Ooooo, these panties have to go!" she squealed, pulling at Marcia's panties.
Marcia lifted her ass and then her panties were pulled down and off. She spread her thighs wide, draping one over her son's leg. Dawn gazed between Marcia's thighs for a moment, looking at the bushy cunt.
"Daddy fucked it," she murmured. "My daddy had his cock up that hairy cunt! Ohhh, that's so nice, Marcia! I bet my daddy loved your pussy, didn't he? Did you give my daddy a real good fuck?"
"I sure did, honey," Marcia gurgled as Dawn began kissing up the inside of one smooth, creamy thigh again. "I gave him a damned good fuck!"
Dawn shoved her face into the hair-lined pussy and started licking her tongue up and down the puffy, wet lips. Her small fist beat up and down on Robert's cock, and she made soft, happy sounds. Marcia arched her cunt up and down, pulling at her son's balls gently. Marcia whispered thickly to her son, "Let me suck your cock, Robert! Stand here beside me and let me suck that sweet cock!"
Robert jumped to his feet and stood at his mother's side, his cock swaying and dripping. Dawn looked up, her face all but concealed by the thick curls surrounding Marcia's pulsating pussy. Marcia kissed the dripping piss hole of her son's cock, her lips smeared by his jism. She placed one hand on his tight ass cheek and began to lick about his hairless balls, mewling as she stroked Dawn's hair.
"You two kids are so sweet," Marcia murmured against her son's cock and balls. "I love you, both of you!"
Dawn ran her tongue over Marcia's distended clitoris, lapping at it swiftly as she clung to one naked hip. Then she closed her lips about the rigid, rubbery clitoris and began to suck at it furiously. Marcia mewled with ecstasy and opened her lips to her son's dripping cock. She pulled at his ass and Robert sank his prick deep into his mother's wet, hot mouth.
As Dawn started thrusting her tongue in and out of Marcia's cunt, Robert pumped his ass back and forth, fucking his mother in her hungry mouth. Marcia, shivering with pleasure, gurgled as she twisted and rolled her crotch into the little girl's greedy mouth. She clawed at her son's ass cheek, trying to bring every inch of his cock into her mouth. His balls swung against her chin, sending tremors of ecstasy through her.
"Suck it, Mom!" Robert urged in a thick voice. "Suck my cock! Oh, I love it when you suck my cock! You're mouth is hot and wet ... and I'm fucking it for you, Mom! I'm fucking you in your cocksucking pussy mouth!"
Marcia's tongue flew about her son's cock as he fucked her mouth, her lips clinging tightly to it. She tasted the dripping jism, swallowing happily as she held Dawn's little face against her steaming, hairy cunt. The girl was slamming her tongue in and out of Marcia's cunt, lapping it up and down the puffy pussy lips, over the sensitive clitoris, only to shove it deep into the wet pussy again.
Marcia was grunting around her son's cock as her cunt spasmed strongly. She shuddered with ecstasy. She wiggled her pussy tighter yet into Dawn's sucking mouth as she came. She sucked harder and with more pleasure at her son's fucking cock. Her tongue lapping over his seeping piss hole every chance she got. She could feel his cock as it throbbed in her mouth.
"Oh, Mom!" Robert shouted, pumping faster into her clinging lips, holding the side of her face with his hands. "I'm gonna come! Ohhh, shit, I'm gonna come!"
She gurgled a reply and sucked harder than ever on his cock. She squeezed the cheek of his ass hard, grinding her cunt into Dawn's face. Robert thrust his cock deep into his mother's mouth and held it there, his body stiff, but shaking. Then Marcia's tongue was coated with his thick, delicious come juice. She mewled as she swallowed, loving it spurting her throat. Her cunt was in powerful ecstasy as Dawn's tongue went deep, fluttering inside the slippery cunt. Her upper lips pressed hard upon Marcia's throbbing, burning clitoris, her chin tight against her puckered asshole.
When he stopped coming, Robert withdrew his cock. A long strand of come juice still connected his cock to her lips. Dawn pulled her mouth away from Marcia's cunt and stood up quickly, leaning over to run her tongue across Robert's piss hole, then she pressed her lips against Marcia's, her tongue reaching into Marcia's mouth, licking and sucking.
"Oh, you two!" Marcia sighed contentedly. "Don't you ever get enough of me?"
"Do you want us to, Mom?" Robert asked.
"God, no!" she grinned at them. "I hope you never get enough of me! I love it so much!"
"So do we!" Dawn giggled, holding Robert's cock and balls in her hand. "We love it, too! Don't we, Robert?"
He nodded his head. "Mom, Dawn stayed with me last night. You don't mind, do you?"
Marcia smiled. "Of course I don't mind." Then a thought came to her. "Dawn, what about your father? Does he know where you were last night? I mean, didn't he miss you this morning?"
Dawn giggled bashfully. "He knows I was here, Marcia."
Marcia looked for a long time into the little girl's eyes, suspicious for the first time. "Bret knows you ... Dawn, doesn't your father know ... I mean ..."
Dawn giggled again. "Don't worry, Marcia."
But Marcia did worry. She watched the two play in back yard, her mind turning over swiftly. Surely, she thought, Bret would not let his daughter spend the night with a boy. She was still a baby, almost. Perhaps he did not consider his daughter as a sexual being, perhaps he trusted her. It made her wonder if she should talk to Bret about this man Dawn was fucking. But Dawn spent all day with her and Robert now, so maybe Dawn wasn't seeing the man again. If that was so, and there didn't seem to be any harm to Dawn, maybe she should forget it. She certainly did not want the little girl to get into any trouble with her father.
Besides, Marcia liked the man. In fact, she admitted to herself, she liked him more than ever since the night before. It would be easy for her to fall in love with him, she knew. But she could not allow that to happen. If she did, it could endanger what she had with Dawn and Robert. At the very least, it would be a tricky situation. She did not want to juggle Bret and her two sweet kids in any way. She was afraid Bret would be a threat to her and the two kids, that if she allowed herself to become too close to him, he would discover what they were doing with each other.
When Bret called her about two that afternoon, it didn't help her at all. He seemed cheerful enough, not at all suspicious about Dawn spending the night. In fact, the only reference he made to it was to ask if Dawn was any trouble for her.
After they had hung up, it dawned on Marcia that he had not asked for another date. This troubled her a bit, and she wondered if perhaps she had not overdone it the night before. Perhaps her eagerness, her willingness to let him fuck her, had turned the man off. Some men, she knew, were such fools when it came to sex. They would fuck any girl available, but if the girl indicated they wanted it, it seemed to make them mad, turn them away. Marcia hoped Bret was not that kind of man.
She spent the remainder of the day wondering about him, hoping he would ask again to take her out. She did not deny the fact she liked the man a great deal. He was certainly a sexual man. The way he had shoved his face into her ass and cunt told her that.
Around five-thirty, Dawn skipped off to her house, waving at Marcia. Marcia prepared dinner for herself and Robert, her thoughts in a turmoil. Robert saw something was bothering his mother and kept silent, knowing she would talk to him about it eventually. They ate, and then she cleaned up the kitchen. Her panties had been placed on the counter-top near the sink, and she started to put them back on, but decided there would be no use in it. Robert's cock was hard inside his pants, she saw. His cock seemed to stay hard, much to her delight. He would be wanting a piece of her ass before the evening was over, and by leaving her panties off, it would be just that much easier for him to get to her pussy.
Robert sprawled in the living room as she tried to relax in a chair. Her thoughts about Bret continued to flow through her mind. Robert lay on the carpet, looking up his mother's dress and pressing his cock into the floor, getting himself more excited. She noticed her son, of course, but it did not register on her that he was waiting for her to talk to him. All she saw was his excitement.
"You don't have to fuck the floor, baby," she told him.
"I know that, Mom," Robert replied. Then he asked, "What's wrong, Mom? Is something bothering you?"
"No, nothing is bothering me. Why do you ask?"
"You're awfully quiet," he said. "Are you ashamed about us?"
"Oh, no!" she said quickly. "You know better than that, Robert. I've just got something on my mind, that's all."
"Wanna talk to me about it, Mom?"
Marcia pulled herself together and flashed a smile down at him. "Wouldn't you rather have a nice, hot piece of ass instead of talking?"
She pulled her dress to her waist and spread her thighs wide, arching her crotch up from the chair. Robert looked at his mother's cunt. The triangled curls were thick, growing down each cunt lip and disappearing between the cheeks of her creamy ass. As usual, the sight made his cock throb pleasantly.
Marcia opened her blouse and revealed her firm, smooth tits, cupping and caressing them. Then she held her hands out to her son. "Come on, honey," she whispered. "Come to Mommy. Mommy has a hot cunt that wants a nice hard cock in it! Come on, baby--fuck Mother!"
Robert stood, his cock bulging in his pants. He opened them and let them drop to the floor. As he stepped free, Marcia stared in greedy hunger at his cock and balls. She loved them, loved the hardness of his prick, the way the cockhead swelled and became so smooth, the piss hole flaring wide with a bead of jism clinging to it. He had a difficult time deciding what to do with it; take it inside her hairy cunt or suck him off.
She kept her eyes gazing at his cock and balls as he moved toward her. When he stepped between her thighs, she took hold of his prick and jacked it a few times.
"Oh, honey!" she gurgled, pumping her fist back and forth. "You have the most beautiful cock in the world! God, do I love it up my pussy, in my mouth, my asshole! Ooooo, put it in me, Robert! Stick your cock in me, anyplace! Fuck your hot-assed mother, honey! Fuck her in any goddamn hole you want!"
Robert arched forward and his cock smashed into her distended clitoris. Marcia yelped with pleasure as an electric shock flowed through her. "Oooooo, yes!"
She shoved down a little on his cock, and Robert, standing between her wide-spread thighs, watched his prick slip into her wet, steaming cunt. Marcia sighed again as she ground her crotch against him, taking every inch of his prick into her gripping cunt.
"Oh, baby, baby!" she burbled hotly. "I love to feel your balls against my ass this way! Ohhh, what a cock, darling! See how it fits up my cunt? Isn't that beautiful? Your lovely, hard cock up mother's wet, hairy cunt. Fuck it, baby! Ohhhh, fuck mother's wet, hot cunt!"
Marcia held her son's hips as he plunged his prick in and out of her cunt. She stared up at his young, beardless face, seeing the ecstatic expression there as she banged her cunt against him. Robert could not remove his eyes from their bodies. He stared excitedly at his cock being devoured by his mother's hair-rimmed cunt. He could see the tip of her swollen clitoris scrape the shaft of his prick, smashing into the base of his cock as she whipped it back and forth.
Marcia lay back on the carpet and drew her knees up, holding her legs there. Robert reached out with both hands and began to squeeze and fondle her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples as Marcia twirled her ass about, fucking him.
"Oh, honey! I love the way your cock feels inside my cunt! I can feel every throb of it! I love it, Robert! Oh, I love your cock so fucking much! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Robert began to move finally, stabbing his cock in and out of her mother's rolling crotch. He began pumping so fast that his cock slipped out a couple of times. Marcia laughed softly at his expression when that happened, then helped him get his cock back inside her pussy. Then it happened again. This time, as he stabbed forward in an effort to get his prick back in her pussy, it slithered up her asshole.
"Oh!" Marcia yelped, her eyes widening. "Oh, honey! You missed my cunt! Your cock is up my asshole! Ohhh, does that feel good! Fuck my asshole, baby! Ohhhh, leave your cock up my ass ... fuck me there! Fuck my ass ... fuck me up my hot asshole, Robert!"
Marcia shoved one hand down and began to rub and twist at her rubbery hot clitoris as her son fucked her up the ass. She rammed a finger into her cunt and fucked herself with it as he stabbed her asshole. Robert's eyes blurred in pleasure as he saw her doing this, and he began to pant in a labored way. His cock throbbed hotly up her asshole, and Marcia knew he was too excited to last much longer. She rolled and twisted her ass as he thrust powerfully.
"Ooooo, don't hold it back, Robert!" she wailed loudly, twisting her head from side to side in ecstasy. "Don't hold it back! Come in me, honey! Spurt that delicious come juice up my hot, tight asshole! Come up Mother's ass, Robert! Oohhh, I love your cock squirting up my asshole! Give it to me, honey! Give it to Mother!"
Her finger stabbed swiftly into her cunt, the heel of her hand pressing on her throbbing clitoris. She began to come in a shuddering wave of delight. She mewled throatily.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming, Robert! You're making Mother come! Ohhh, come with me, honey! Come up my ass! Ooooo, does it feel good! Hurry, baby, come with me!"
Robert banged hard into her ass, then held his cock buried deep inside the hot tightness, feeling her asshole squeeze him. Then Marcia felt a flood of come juice spewing into her ass. The jism caused her to come even more powerfully, every nerve of her body tingling like never before. She yelped and twisted her ass about as her son filled it with come juice. Marcia's orgasm had been so powerful, so strong, that she could not move from her position.
Her son pulled his cock free of her tight, gripping asshole and sunk to his knees before her, panting and gasping. Marcia sighed heavily, feeling her asshole flexing. She rubbed at it gently with a fingertip, shivering with a huge smile on her beautiful face.