Chapter 2
"Oh, my!" Darla exclaimed. "Look at that!" Jimmy's cock thrust up with hardness, the cockhead smooth and wet from his dripping pre-cum. It was a beautiful cock, a young, hard cock. Darla simply gazed at her son's cock for a long time, her cunt pulsating with wet heat.
She placed her palms on his hips, staring at his jerking prick with glazed eyes, her tongue flicking at her lips. She drew one knee up onto his bed, causing her skirt to climb up her thigh. Jimmy could just see the top of his mother's nylons, barely see the creamy flesh there. His body trembled, and he made a gulping sound.
"It's very hard," Darla whispered in a hoarse voice. "It's very hard ... and very beautiful, Jimmy."
"So are you, Mom," he moaned.
"Thank you, baby," she purred. "If I squeeze it again, you're sure you won't say anything to anyone?"
"Never," he promised in a husky voice. "Squeeze it again, Mom! Squeeze it real hard!"
Darla drew her hand to his cock, closing her fingers around it. She squeezed hard, making her son grunt with pleasure. She watched the cockhead bulge, the tiny slit of his piss hole widen, and beads of pre-cum bubble upward. Using her other hand, she rubbed her fingers across the smooth prickhead, wiping and smearing his juices. Her lips gaped slightly as she then began to pump her son's cock, slowly, but with a firm grip. Jimmy twisted his ass, making gasping sounds, his eyes darting from her exposed tit to her thigh.
"God, you're so hard, Jimmy!" she cried in delight. "So very hard!"
She gave his cock a couple of swift strokes, then squeezed it again. Jimmy grunted, his hand darting upward, then stopping.
"You can touch it," she said in a hot voice. "You can touch me there and I'll touch you here. But no one is to know, remember?"
"I'll remember, Mom," he said, pumping his hips up and down, fucking into her tight fist. He closed his hand about his mother's tit, squeezing it, staring in awe with unfocused eyes. "I've never seen one before."
"You see one now," she purred, and she began to jack his cock, the hot throbbing of it radiating along her arm, down her body, sending wild hunger to her cunt. "You're feeling one, Jimmy. You're seeing a tit and feeling a tit!"
Jimmy was overwhelmed with excitement, unable to speak now. All he could do was grunt and moan, twist his hips as her fist jerked up and down, clutching her tit desperately. Darla pumped hard, making soft sounds of pleasure, her tongue licking feverishly at her moist lips. Her eyes stared at his cock, watching the smooth cockhead disappear and reappear in her fist. Her fingers squeezed and relaxed, always moving up and down.
"You want to come, baby?" she said breathlessly. "Do you want mother to make you come?"
"Yes, Mom!" he groaned. "Oh, yes, please!"
As she stroked her son's cock, she wondered what her husband would say if he walked in on them. Ray had never talked to her about her feelings for Jimmy, only those comments about Peggy and her cute ass. Somehow, Darla suspected her husband would say nothing, unless to encourage her. She had developed a strong sense of voyeurism in her husband, posing lewdly for him, pointing out an especially attractive girl at the beach or park. She knew Ray enjoyed looking at them, and felt he would enjoy watching her getting fucked by another guy. For herself, she knew it would excite her to see her husband sliding his thick cock into a fresh cunt, fucking some squirming, squealing girl to orgasm.
They had never actually discussed such a thing, but it was there, in the background.
A soft gurgle of ecstasy came from Darla as she watched the wetness of her son's cock increase. Even the shaft of his cock was wet and slippery with pre-cum now, making her fist slide very easily. She bunched the cheeks of her ass against the bed, feeling her cunt react with juicy heat as she jacked her son's prick. The urge to straddle her son and take his cock into her cunt, fuck him, was very strong. Yet, she resisted it ... waiting, making the anticipation that much sweeter. She was sure her son would welcome her cunt, prefer it to her hand, but it wasn't time for that, not yet.
She did want to fuck him, to feel her son's cock throb so deeply inside her greedy cunt. But then, Darla wanted to try every cock she saw, feel them all in her pussy, fucking her to orgasm after orgasm. She loved to come more than anything else in the world, and her husband loved to make her come. She could come over and over, until so exhausted she could hardly move, and she still wanted more. She was very fortunate, because she came quite easily. She seldom needed foreplay; her cunt was usually always ready to take a hard cock.
Her quick responses delighted her husband, who had told her of girls he had gone with who seemed very difficult to arouse. He was delighted that Darla often came with the initial penetration of his cock into her cunt, and then would come two or three times more as he fucked so happily into her pussy.
"Oooooh, Mom, it's so good!" Jimmy moaned.
"Yes, baby, it is!" she hissed, pounding her fist faster as his cock throbbed. "It's very good, darling! Mother is going to make you come!"
"It's gonna make a mess, Mom!"
"Yes, make a mess!" she cried softly, pumping fast. "Make a good, big mess!"
She wanted to throw her legs open, spread them out widely and expose her cunt to her son, to excite him even more by the view of her pussy.
She pushed her knee higher, her skirt tight on her thigh. Now Jimmy was staring between her legs, still gripping her tit hard. He saw the satiny flesh above his mother's nylons, saw the hint of her panties.
"It's gonna be real messy, Mom!"
Darla sucked in breath, her eyes glazed. "No, it won't" she gasped. "Mother won't let you make a real mess!"
When she said it, she wasn't sure what she meant.
"Do it faster, Mom!" Jimmy pleaded, ducking his head a bit and trying to look higher under her skirt. "Do it faster and harder!"
"Yes, baby, I will!"
Darla pounded on her son's cock now, leaning over in her efforts.
"I can see you, Mom!" Jimmy groaned. "I can see under your skirt! I can see ..."
"Look, Jimmy!" she moaned. "Look under my skirt!"
"I see your panties, Mom!"'
"Yes, baby!"
"Mom, I'm gonna come!"
"Come, Jimmy!" she cried out softly. "Squirt it out! Ohhh, baby, come for Mother!"
"Now, Mom! I'm gonna come now!"
Darla squealed as a big squirt of cum gushed from her son's cock. Without thinking about it, she reacted swiftly. Her face lowered and she caught his cum on the tip of her tongue, then her lips were closed tightly around the head of his cock.
The hot spurts of his jism into her mouth sent a fiery explosion through her cunt. She made wet sobbing sounds as she lapped about his cum-spewing piss hole, tasting his sweet cum-load, her throat working as she swallowed it. Her ass twisted on his bed, her fist still jacking up and down, her mouth taking each squirt hungrily.
Although his eyes were glazed, Jimmy stared at the tight crotch of his mother's panties, and he saw how wet they were. He lifted his hips as he came, pushing the head of his cock a bit more into his mother's mouth. She accepted it eagerly. Her fist beat up and down from the base of his cock to her lips, jacking him off into her mouth.
The last spurt of cum that came out of his cock had little force, and she lapped her tongue about his piss hole, sucking on it. Her eyes had closed when she placed her mouth around his prick, her orgasm sending spasms of ecstasy through her body. Now she opened her eyes and, still with the head of his cock between her lips, she looked up at her son's face.
With a soft mewl, Darla pulled her mouth from her son's cock.
"Are you trying to feel your mother up?" she asked softly, grinning at him.
"Can I, Mom?" he asked. "Can I just feel it once?"
As an answer, Darla took hold of his wrist and pulled his hand along her thigh until she cupped it into her crotch, pressing it hard upon her cunt.
"Oh, Mom!" Jimmy gasped, feeling the wet heat of her pussy through her tight panties.
Darla giggled girlishly and rubbed her son's hand up and down her cunt a few times, then pushed it from under her skirt. She stood up, smoothing her skirt over her hips, then tucking her tit back into her bra, buttoning her blouse.
"Don't go, Mom," Jimmy said softly.
Darla looked at his cock, dangling from his pants, soft and wrinkled. She leaned over, kissed his prick wetly, then dragged her tongue along to the cockhead, flicking it upward until she had it in her mouth once more. She sucked on her son's soft cock a moment, then raised up again.
"Take a nap," she whispered. "You need it, after everything today."
"No, I don't," he said. "I wanna ... Mom, do it again to me."
Teasingly, she winked. "Do what again, honey?"
"You know ... with your mouth."
"Oh, you mean suck your cock?"
Jimmy giggled. "Yeah, suck my cock!"
"Greedy, aren't you?" She laughed throatily. "Just like your father, never getting enough."
"Mom, I've never had any," he said.
"I know," she purred in delight. "I gave you your first blow-job, didn't I, Jimmy?"
"You didn't suck very much," he said. "Only when I came."
"Isn't that enough right now?"
She dragged her fingertips along his cock, feeling it respond.
"Right now?" he questioned.
"Maybe ... if you say nothing, I'll do it again, but later tonight."
"Dad will be home," he reminded her.
"I'll find a way," she promised, and she turned to the door. "Be patient, baby, and Mother will do it again tonight."
"Mom," he called before she slipped away.
"Yes, honey?"
"Show it to me," Jimmy said. "Just once, show it to me."
"Show you what, baby?"
"Your ... you know, under your dress."
Darla hesitated, then slowly lifted her skirt to her waist. Jimmy's eyes widened and his cock lifted. He gazed at his mother's long, satiny thighs, at the expanse of flesh above her nylons, at the flimsy bikini panties and pale-blue garter belt. He couldn't see much, but it excited him. The curly soft hair of Darla's cunt puffed out her panties, a dark-shadow under the thin nylon.
Darla laughed softly, dropping her skirt.
"Play with your cock for a while," she said softly. "Play with it and have fun, honey. Think about tonight, how it will feel in my mouth again."
Darla left her son, feeling wonderful. The taste of his jism lingered in her mouth, and she ran her tongue about her teeth. She was elated. Jimmy loved what she had done with him, done for him. He wanted more, and she knew she would give it to him. After Ray was in bed, sleeping, she could sneak out and go to her son, and suck his cock again, maybe even ... she paused and leaned against the wall, shaking, feeling excited and anxious.
She noticed Peggy's door was open, and stepped to it.
Peggy had her back to the open door, facing her closet mirror. Darla watched her daughter, her eyes taking on a wicked gleam of desire once more.
Peggy stood in her tight little panties, gazing at her body in the mirror. Her small tits, very curvy and tight, rode high on her chest, with luscious, pink nipples straining outward. Peggy was slim, yet showing the curves of a young woman.
Peggy saw her mother in the mirror.
For a moment, mother and daughter gazed at each other, with Peggy shivering slightly.
Darla stepped into Peggy's room, standing at her side. Darla was almost a head taller than Peggy, and her body was much rounder, fuller. She looked at the tight titties of her daughter, and opened her blouse once more. When she lifted her own tits from her bra, Peggy made a soft mewling sound, staring at her mother's tits. Darla in turn stared at her daughter's reflection. Peggy's panties, like hers, were a bikini cut, riding low on her young hips.
Darla's tits, naturally enough, were twice the size of her daughter's. Peggy's titties were still swelling, still rounding out, and right now they pushed forward sharply. Darla draped an arm over Peggy's naked shoulder, letting the tips of her fingers brush a pink firm nipple. Peggy trembled as she watched.
This was not the first time Darla had touched another girl. She had played with a girl when she was in high school, in the locker room when they had been alone. She didn't recall how it happened, who started it, but she could remember clearly how good it had felt. She had fondled the girl's tits, caressed her slightly hairy cunt, pushed her finger into the tight wetness and finger-fucked the girl to orgasm. But the other girl did not return the favor. Instead, the girl had knelt in front of Darla, and buried her face into Darla's crotch, licking at her cunt and fucking her tongue in and out, making Darla come time and again in squealing, wiggling ecstasy.
Lowering her hand, Darla cupped her daughter's tit, squeezing it gently.
"Oooh, Mommy, that feels nice!" Peggy moaned.
"Did you enjoy seeing that man's prick today?"
"Oh, yes!" Peggy squealed. "It was so big and so close, I could smell it, Mommy!"
"Did you like that!"
"I sure did!" Peggy said, her eyes rolling. "I wanted to touch it, grab hold of it and feel."
Darla was elated at the openness of her son and daughter, of their eagerness to talk about all this, to let her do things with them. For a moment, she felt a bit unfaithful to her husband, but shoved it away, thinking Ray would probably love to be touching their daughter's sweet, young tit the way she was now doing.
"You can feel my titties," Darla whispered, cupping the girl's tit more firmly.
With an intake of breath, Peggy began to fondle her mother's tits, one and then the other, her eyes bright as she caressed the stiff, hard nipples.
Darla's pussy was throbbing, very wet. She wanted to suck Peggy's nipples, lick them with her tongue, feel that tight ass her husband thought was so cute, to caress between Peggy's sweet legs, feel her succulent young cunt.
But Peggy twisted, facing her mother.
"Ohhhh, Peggy!" Darla crooned as her daughter suddenly closed her hot little mouth about her tit, sucking hard on the rigid nipple. Darla held the back of her daughter's head, pulling her face tight into her tit. "Mmmmmm, baby, that's very nice!"
Peggy drew back, giggling shyly. "You taste good, Mommy."
"Oh, God, that felt so good!"
"Is it okay, Mommy?"
"Of course it's okay, baby," Darla said, lowering her face and kissing her daughter's moist, hot lips.
She dragged her tongue from one corner of Peggy's mouth to the other, then stood up again. She wrapped Peggy in her arms, caressing the silky flesh of her daughter's back, looking in the mirror at the way that sweet, tight little ass jutted in succulent curves, the long, very slender thighs.
Peggy wrapped her arms about her mother's waist and buried her sweet face into her big tits. Darla trembled with weakness, her cunt bubbling wetly, juices slipping from the crotch of her panties and down her thighs.
Darla gasped as Peggy's small hands moved downward, and then she gasped again as her daughter curled her fingers about the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them, mouthing her tits again, going from one nipple to the other.
"Honey ... Peggy," Darla whimpered, pulling back. "Do you want to do this? Do you want to touch me ... let me touch you?"
"Oh, I wanna feel you, Mommy!" Peggy cried hotly. "I wanna touch you all over! I want you to touch me all over!"
Darla couldn't hold in a low laugh of delight. "That man's prick must have done something to you, Peggy. You're burning up."
"I am, Mommy! I really am burning up!"
"Here?" Darla asked softly, slipping a hand between her daughter's thighs. "Oh, my God! You're so hot here!"
"Mommy, I tingle there!" Peggy moaned. "I feel like I gotta pee and shake and ... everything!"
"I understand, darling," Darla soothed, rubbing in feathery lightness at the moist crotch of Peggy's panties. "I understand very well." She pulled her hand away, seeing it glisten with wetness. "I can make it feel very good for you, if you'd like that."
"Please, Mommy!" Peggy squealed, her small body twisting with excitement. "Please, make it feel real good for me!"