Chapter 2
"Aw, Mom!" Sarah squawked.
"Jeez, we ain't little kids," Eddie protested.
Jane Sheldon had just informed them that Aunt Susan was going to stay at the house to act as a babysitter while she and their father were away for the weekend.
Susan was Jane's unmarried younger sister and the kids were fond of her. But naturally, they were stricken with disappointment at the thought that they were not going to have the house to themselves, after all.
"Gee, you can trust us, Mom," Sarah whined.
"Can I?" the woman asked, sounding as if she weren't too sure about it.
In fact, Jane didn't trust the teenagers one little bit. She was afraid that they might get into the liquor cabinet, or set the house on fire by smoking in bed, or maybe have some of their wild friends over for a raucous party.
She didn't, however, suspect the truth.
It had never dawned on their mother that Sarah and Eddie might be fooling around sexually - although it probably should have, because Jane often had incestuous fantasies of her own concerning her kids.
But she did know that Eddie, at least, was ready for sex, because she had found the slimy evidence many times.
Eddie jacked off a lot - when his sister wasn't doing it for him - and the boy was rather careless and thoughtless about mopping up his cum afterwards.
Jane had found congealed cum in the bathroom sink and in the bathtub, and the boy's handkerchiefs and sheets were always stiff with dried cum. It didn't bother Jane at all to know that her teenaged son was jerking off a lot. In fact it made her horny to think about it and imagine the youth in graphic detail as he pounded away on his prick and pumped his hot cock cream out so abundantly.
Sometimes, when she was in a randy mood, Jane even licked and sniffed his stained sheets, tasting his jism.
She had never found any signs that Sarah might have started playing with her pussy, but she thought it was likely that the girl was just more careful to clean up, or maybe just less juicy than her brother when she creamed.
If she took after her mother, she certainly must be enjoying some finger-fucking, Jane figured. Jane had started frigging her own cunt regularly and avidly by the time she was her daughter's age. And she knew it was natural behavior for a teenaged girl - especially one as nubile as Sarah.
That idea made Jane hot, too.
And Jane happened to be particularly hot, at the moment which was why she had become annoyed when the kids hadn't responded to her summons right away.
She was eager to go upstairs and get a fuck out of her husband, Dan, before they packed for their weekend trip.
It was going to be a naughty weekend. And Jane was looking forward to it enormously. But she wanted to get fucked before they left to take some of the pressure off, so that she wouldn't be squirming around in frustration as she sat on her hot cunt in the car during the drive.
Now, the information passed on to the protesting kids, she said: "There's no good in arguing - I've already phoned my sister, and she's going to be here in an hour to make sure that you behave yourselves."
Eddie groaned and Sarah sighed.
The siblings exchanged a secret glance of disappointment and dismay.
Sarah was even more disappointed than Eddie, at the moment. At least, he had gotten his rocks off in the basement, while her pussy was still uncreamed.
But they both hoped that maybe Aunt Susan would not be too watchful or strict and that they could manage to have some fun together in privacy.
Leaving the kids looking crestfallen and glum - and wondering why - Jane left the room and went upstairs.
Her pussy was bubbling. She could feel her cunt squishing between her lush thighs at every stride. And she could feel trickles of hot cunt juice running down the insides of her legs as she walked down the hall to the bedroom.
Dan had just showered and was wearing only a bath towel around his loins when his wife came in.
"The kids are mad that we don't trust them," Jane said, closing the door behind her.
"Yeah? Well, I guess they figure that they're old enough to be left alone," Dan replied.
It was reasonable enough. Like Jane, Dan was a liberal-thinking parent and didn't care if the kids were sexually active - although, also like his wife, it hadn't dawned on him that the siblings might have become active together.
"Anyhow, why should Eddie mind? he said. He turned and gave Jane a wicked grin. "I wouldn't mind having your sexy sister baby-sit for me."
"Bastard," Jane replied, without malice.
She knew that Dan had the hots for her sister. He'd admitted as much. Jane couldn't blame him, either. Susan was a very desirable lady. And available, as well. That, she had told Jane, was why she had never gotten married - because she didn't want to limit herself to a single prick and, on the other hand, didn't want to be a promiscuous wife.
Jane was wearing only a dressing gown, and now she let the garment fall from her shoulders and stood facing her husband. She had an hourglass figure, a tiny waist surrounded by big, heavy tits and wide, pneumatic hips. Her legs were long and shapely and her ass was firm and shaped like an inverted valentine, sweeping out in luscious curves and then cutting sharply in to the backs of her thighs.
She gave Dan a meaningful look.
He stared appreciatively at her, and knowingly, for her mood was evident in both her facial expression and in the signals of her voluptuous body.
Her nipples were standing out like little rockets ready to be launched and, tucked under the raven-dark triangle of her cunt hair, her pussy was wet and open.
Dan grinned, and the front of the bath towel began to rise like a tent on his stiffening prick.
He let the towel drop.
It slid from around his hips but hung on his cock for a moment, as if it had been tossed onto a hat rack. Then he jerked his prick muscles and as his prick snapped up, the towel fell off.
His cock was long and meaty and the bulging cock-knob was gleaming. His balls, Jane noticed, were satisfyingly full and swollen, like the power plants generating the gleaming of his cockhead.
"That what you want, you lewd woman?" he rasped.
"Yeah - and plenty of it," Jane replied.
He stepped up to her and as they kissed, his prick pressed into her gently rounded belly like a branding iron. His cock was so long that, with his balls pressed against her pussy, the cockhead towered up and damned near brushed against the lower curves of her tits.
Jane squirmed against his prick as she shoved her tongue into his mouth. He held her by the firm cheeks of her ass, pulling he tightly to him. They swapped tongues and saliva as his cock pounded like a jackhammer against her wriggling belly.
Dan's eyes were closed.
'I wonder if the son of a bitch is making believe that I'm my sister,' Jane wondered.
It didn't bother her at all.
Jane often pretended that her husband was her son, in fact, when they were fucking. So she could hardly blame Dan if he had fevered fuck-fantasies of his own.
She slid her hand down between them and cupped his fat balls, squeezing gently and lifting them in her palm as if she were weighing his cum-load.
His lips slipped from hers and he lowered his handsome head onto her heavy tits, licking at the nipples and up the deep cleavage, then sucking those taut tit tips into his lips and nursing on them, his face turning as he paid equal attention to both tits.
Jane's nipples stiffened in his mouth and, as if they were mysteriously connected, his cock stiffened against her stomach.
Then they broke apart and moved to the bed. Neither Jane nor Dan ever required much in the way of foreplay. She had an ever-ready cunt that was always juicy, and his prick got rock hard at the slightest stimulation.
Jane sprawled out on the bed, arching her back and tilting her groin up to the fucking angle. Her knees were lifted and her smooth thighs parted wide.
Her cunt was open in a wide oval, the cunt lips unfurled like the petals of a fleshy blossom and the pussy slot was all flooded.
Her stiff clit was standing out like a little pink stump in a swamp.
Dan turned his hand over and slowly pushed three fingers up into Jane's fuck-hole. Her cunt cream was so thick that it was like fingering a pot of heated honey.
He fucked in and out with his fingers and whipped the edge of his thumb back and forth against her tingling clit like a windshield wiper. That taut bud flared and her pussy juiced even more.
She lay back, enjoying the attention.
Her naughty imagination was working. As her husband finger-fucked her, she was thinking about sexy little Sarah frigging off, even pretending that she was her daughter getting played with by a boy, being naughty in the back seat of a car at the local lovers' lane or the drive-in movie. Then her erotic thoughts switched to Eddie, and she imagined the youth fucking his fingers up a girl's cunt.
And if Dan was making believe that he was fooling around with her sister, so fucking what?
Dan shoved his fingers in knuckles-deep and twisted them around in her cunt. Then he drew them out, all glistening with her pussy foam. He moved between her parted legs and knelt over her.
Jane bridged up to meet him, hiking her hairy cunt up under his looming prick.
Dan, grimacing with passion, folded his fist around the thick hilt of his pounding prick and guided the flaring cock-knob into her gooey cunt gash.
Her cuntlips fluttered and rippled, starting to suck and pull hungrily on his meaty cockhead, dragging that swollen slab a bit deeper into her pussy.
Jane's cunt was like a greedy mouth.
But that was only fair, because Dan often used her mouth for a cunt, too.
He didn't fuck his cock into her right away. Holding steady, with only the cock-knob in her cunt slot, he swayed his hips, levering the meaty purple slab around in her steamy, soaking pussy gash.
"Ooooh-ohhhhh!" she whimpered.
He shifted his cockhead in her open cunt slot like a ladle stirring a cream bowl and rubbed the hot slab against her sparking clit.
Jane jerked spasmodically as that big hunk of cockmeat slid around in her fuck-slot. Her whole body was starting to vibrate and shudder, seemingly galvanized on the end of his electrified prick.
"Ummm - shove that big fucker up me, darling!" the horny woman whimpered, her silken lashes fluttering over her dark, misty eyes and her lips slack and moist and trembling as she panted for his prick.
Dan teased her - and himself - for another minute, dipping only half of his wedge-shaped cockhead into her sodden cunt slot and pumping his prick sinew so that the fat slab flared and expanded.
"Fuck me, damn it!" she cried.
She jerked her pelvis down convulsively, pushing her pussy onto the head of his cock. The wide, purple cock-knob vanished into her pussy and her pliable cuntlips clamped around his prick, collaring his cockstalk just behind the cockhead.
Then her cunt began to swallow his cock.
Dan didn't have to hump at all. Jane's talented cunt was sucking his cockmeat in inch by precious inch, dragging his prick in by suction. Like a vacuum abhorred by her nature, her loins were filling themselves.
Her cunt muscles tightened around his prick in a series of rings that rippled up his prickstalk as if she were jerking him off with her pussy. The wet walls of her cunt clenched, molding themselves to the contours of his iron-hard cock.
She compressed her fuck-hole around his cock and his cock sank in deeper and deeper, as if the core of her cunt were hauling in a meaty cable. Then, with a slurp, the last inch was pulled in and his cock was fucked to the balls up into her smoldering cunt hole.
He held the full penetration, savoring the sweet sensation of having every inch of his thundering fuck-stick buried in hot, wet, clinging cunt - and letting Jane thrill to the joy of having her pussy stuffed to the brim.
They clung together, linked at the loins in a trembling tableau of hot flesh. Jane squirmed on his buried cockmeat, her cuntlips plastered around the hairy cock root and stuck to his groin like a suction cup.
His cockhead was in the very core of her cunt tunnel, surging and flaring like a fiery ember, while his long, thick cockshaft levered and wedged around up the length of her tightly compressed cunt sleeve.
Jane began to fuck first.
She pulled her pussy up and down through a few inches of prick with a slow, sinuous rhythm. The friction of the fuck-strokes caused them both to tremble violently. Then Dan began to move with her, in counterpoint, feeding the cockmeat in as she shoved her crotch down to meet his thrusts.
He drew out until his bulging cockhead was lodged in her cunt slot, and his taut cockstalk stood out between them like a meaty bolt fixing his balls to her groin. Cunt juice steamed from his prickshaft and pearly ribbons of he pussy cream washed down onto his balls.
Then he pounded his fucker all into her again, rattling her hips and bouncing he ass onto the bed.
Jane fucked with him, with equal vigor. She jolted her loins down, engulfing his cock as he rammed it in, then rolled her hips around as he withdrew - so that her cunt was screwing on his cockshaft like a juicy nut winding onto a meaty bolt.
Her pussy was sucking on him so hard that Dan had to tug back hard to pull his prick out against the clinging suction. And when he fucked back in, stuffing her full, cunt cream sprayed from her pussy slot.
He dipped at the knees and fed her a long, rippling, underslung fuck-stroke that heaved her haunches up high above the bed.
Then he hiked his corkscrewing ass up and pounded down from above, so that the length of his slippery cockstalk ran over her clit as it slid into her pussy and he drove her ass down hard into the mattress.
In unison, they began to fuck faster.
Dan slid his hands under her and cupped her by the firm cheeks of her ass, hauling her cunt onto his cock. Jane threw her legs around his flanks, knees hooked, heels drumming on his grinding ass. Then she opened her legs wide again, her feet pedaling in the air above his ass as if she were pumping an upside-down bicycle.
His hot cockmeat hissed up her seething fuck-hole and his swollen balls swung out and slapped against the curves of her ass like the clappers of a meaty bell. His balls felt as hard and as solid as sandbags as they whacked her ass.
Working in perfect harmony, Dan and Jane began to churn together on the cum-strokes, both soaring towards the crest at the same time.
Dan grunted as he fucked the prickmeat to her cunt, and Jane gasped and gurgled as she took it.
As the fucking became even more violent, the bed was rocking and groaning in protest under their lurching bodies.
Naturally, the kids could hear this ...