Chapter 8
Barbara gulped in shock on Johnny's prick when she saw Camille walk in. She thought that the woman would be outraged and scandalized and throw a nasty scene. But Camille looked more interested than angry.
Johnny and Sam both looked sheepish and gave the woman embarrassed grins, but they didn't stop the action, barely missing a beat or losing a stroke at the interruption. They were mounted on Barbara in a row, one behind the other, pumping away as if her nubile body were a bicycle built for two.
Camille began to strip as she stood over them, watching the threesome perform.
Her son was kneeling astride the girl's torso, fucking her in the mouth as she inclined her head up willingly. His ass squirmed on her tits. His balls looped back and forth between the upper slopes of her thrusting tits and her trembling chin as he sank in and out of her mouth.
Behind the youth, his father was throwing the cock to her cunthole at the same pace. He was holding her by the cheeks of her ass and hiking her pelvis up as he pounded his prick into her coral-pink pussy.
Far from being inhibited by Camille's sudden and unexpected arrival, Johnny and Sam were putting even more vigor into the action, working to impress the audience.
Johnny soared and his cock went off, foaming into her mouth like a fountain. Barbara sputtered and gurgled, starting to swallow.
"Don't drink all of it, honey!" Camille ordered.
Barbara wasn't sure why the woman wanted her to keep some in her mouth, but the possibilities were intriguing. She gulped some down and let some coat her cheeks and film her tongue, saving it for whatever his mom had in mind.
He fed her another spurt and jerked his prick out of her lips. A final gooey flow squirted into the hollow of her throat and the slopes of her tits, bubbling down into the smooth chasm of her cleavage.
No sooner did the son stop shooting than the father began blowing cock-spume up her cunthole.
He hosed her pussy full, pumping some of the stuff back out as he stuffed her cunt again. She could feel his slime splash in the core of her cunt. It felt as hot and as thick as molten lead.
Then he finished, too.
He pulled his prick out and a last squirt shot up through her blonde cunt bush onto her belly. As he had done when he came in her mouth, he folded his fist around his cock and pumped out the last of his creamy load by hand, tossing off.
He sprayed her tummy and tits and bushy vee-and even squirted some on his son's ass accidentally.
Then they both dismounted.
Barbara lay back, trembling, still a bit wary of the woman she had been cheating on. But Camille gave her a reassuring grin and dropped to her knees beside her. For a while she just gazed at Barbara's gooey torso. She was glazed like a doughnut from cunt to chin with spilled spunk. The stuff was thickening like frosting on a cake.
Camille bent down and kissed Barbara.
Barbara knew why the woman hadn't wanted her to swallow all of Johnny's slime then, as Camille sucked the reside off her tongue and lips. Johnny's jizz slid back and forth between their drooling mouths.
Camille moaned, savoring the stuff.
Camille was Johnny's mother, tasting his cum out of Barbara's mouth. It made Barbara feel like a go-between, an incest broker - a slime bucket in which jizz was stored up for other women to drink.
It made her feel horny, too.
French kissing with a sexy lady was a kinky turn-on, and sexy Barbara didn't need to be a lesbian to enjoy this deviate caress.
Camille explored the girl's mouth thoroughly, then slid down to lick her spunky tits. She sucked on Barbara's stiff, slime-soaked nipples, switching back and forth, tasting both her son's and her husband's cum.
Barbara tipped her face up. The naughty teenager would have loved to do some tit-sucking in return. But the redhead kept moving on down.
She licked through the goo on Barbara's belly and lapped it from her matted cunt mound. She slid lower and licked up cunt-juice from Barbara's inner thighs. Then she poised over the teenager's pussy.
She gazed at that delicacy hungrily. The pink cunt was open wide, retaining the shape of Sam's prick plunger. Cunt-cream and jizz streamed out, lathering her loins.
Camille's tongue pushed out and wiggled around as if she were limbering it up for the job ahead of it.
Barbara stared down over her upthrust tits, seeing that pretty face framed between her thighs and over her hairy vee. Then she glanced at Johnny and Sam.
Father and son were both looking on with permissive attitudes, encouraging the dyky dalliance. It bewildered Barbara. Didn't Mister Turner mind that his wife was a cunt-sucker? Didn't Johnny feel ashamed that his mother was bisexual? What sort of family was this?
Not much different than her own, actually.
But she had yet to find that out.
It wouldn't be long, though.
Camille dove on Barbara's cunt.
Her flaming hair lashed over Barbara's loins like tongues of fire, and the cunt-hungry woman went tongue-first into the girl's swampy pussy.
"Oh! Oooooh!" Barbara squealed, loving it. "Eat my pussy, Mrs. Turner! Tongue-fuck me silly!"
Camille used only her tongue for a while, flailing and slurping in Barbara's gooey cunt and stabbing as far up her pussy as she could go.
Then she clamped her lips to the girl's cunt and began to suck as well as tongue, frantically milking that sodden pussy that her husband and son had filled up with fuck-juice so lavishly, as if cooking a savory stew for the lady of the house.
"Ahhhhh! Suck my cunnnnnt!" Barbara wailed.
Sam had sucked her more skillfully than Johnny, but this hot-mouthed woman was far and away the finest sucker in the family. Her tongue was talented and her lips loving and her enthusiasm total.
She spread Barbara's cunt slot open wider with her fingers and worked at the inner folds, as if she wanted to bury her face to the ears in that swampy pussy.
Her tongue slithered in and Barbara's cunt rings clamped on it, French kissing like a mouth.
Cuntjuice sloshed on her tongue and lips and she gulped it down. She had greedily sucked the jizz out - both her son's and her husband's - and now she was continuing to snack on pure pussy-nectar.
Johnny and Sam stood over them, watching the cunt-lapping. They were both beating their meat, not trying to cream off, but getting themselves hard again.
'Was real incest next?' Barbara wondered.
She hoped so. It would be a thrill to see Johnny and his mother suck-although not as big a thrill as if she could see her own brother and mom fucking.
That was a treat ahead of her.
Barbara was almost ready to cream off, the flow from her fuckhole getting hotter and thicker and richer. But then Camille raised her head, coming up for air and giving Barbara a few moments to retreat from the peak.
Obviously, Camille wasn't ready for the cunt-diving to cease yet-although it was equally obvious that when Barbara creamed, Camille would gladly drink it.
While her head was up she winked at Sam.
Then she nodded toward her rear.
"Lick my ass out, darling," she purred. "Suck my shithole while I finish plating this hot pussy."
Sam grinned agreeably and knelt behind her. Camille hiked her haunches up. He held her asscheeks parted and slurped up through the musky crack.
Then he began to rim and ream into her taut brown shitter and gave a little gasp of discovery.
"Surprised, dear?" Camille giggled, knowing her husband had found her asshole full of fuck-juice.
But this was a liberal family in all respects. Finding that his sexy wife had recently been ass-fucked only made her husband hornier and his cock harder. He whipped his tongue up into her gooey shitter and sucked on the fluttering slot. She sighed and dropped her head to Barbara's cunt again. Each time that her husband stabbed his tongue up into her asshole, her own tongue slid into Barbara's pussy.
Barbara clamped her slim thighs around Camille's flaming tresses for a moment, holding her in a velvet vise. But then she threw her legs open wide again, so that Camille could wallow at will, without hindrance, and so that Barbara could look down and watch that lovely lady lick her pussy.
Then Johnny knelt down.
"Gimme a taste, Dad!" he croaked.
Sam moved aside, and Johnny fell on his mother's ass, eating out her asshole with relish.
It drove Barbara crazy. Barbara enjoyed plenty of incest with her own brother, but it had always been their deep, dark secret. She hadn't realized that other families enjoyed breaking the taboo and feasting on forbidden fruit. She'd a clue when they told her that Johnny watched his parents fuck, but looking was one thing, and licking was another.
Johnny's tongue slurped and sizzled in his mother's tangy shitter. He shifted aside and Sam took a slug, then Johnny dove in to dine some more. Father and son selflessly shared the anal appetizer, dining en famille.
Barbara, inspired by the sight and sound of the reaming as much as by the work of the woman's tongue and lips, surged to the crest. Her clit exploded and her cunt melted and her cunt-cum came pouring from her pussy.
Camille gurgled and gulped.
"Yeah - cream my mouth!" she moaned.
"Drink me! Drink from my cunt!" Barbara groaned. "Milk my muff, Mrs. Turner!"
Sam and Johnny, intrigued, both slid up and hovered over the action, staring down and watching as Barbara's cunt emptied into Camille's eager mouth.
Barbara slumped back, drained.
Camille kept eating away in those lunch box loins, making sure she had sucked off every spasm and quaffed every succulent drop of teenaged cunt-cum.
When she was sure she had it all, Camille lifted her face up again, smiling with cunt-lapper's pleasure, her jaws dripping with juice.
Barbara was licking her lips now. It seemed to the girl that cunt-gobbling was a mutual affair, and she was looking forward to sinking her hot tongue into the redhead's pussy next. With her cunt satiated, the teenager's tongue was hot.
She parted her lips and tipped her face up, her tongue flickering out. She supposed that now Camille would crawl on up and sit on her face.
But Barbara had served her purpose. She was, after all, only a stranger at a family function, and now they ignored her.
Camille crawled over to the couch and slid up on the cushions. Her ass was perched on the very edge and her long legs trailed to the floor, parted wide. Smiling with creamy lips, she tilted her cunt up.
Her son knelt between her legs.
As Barbara stared, gaping and gasping, Johnny began to inch his teenaged prick into his mother's cunt. Very slowly, he stuffed her full.
His dad looked on approvingly.
Johnny sank in balls-deep and held the full penetration as Camille wriggled, grinding her cunt around, massaging his cock in her maternal fuckhole.
Then the boy began to fuck her with vigor, his balls swinging in and out as he shoveled his prick in to the hilt, then jerked out to the knob.
It was making Barbara desperate again. She had cum off very satisfyingly in the woman's mouth, but now, watching the mother fucking going on, her cunt was smoldering again, needing further attention.
She glanced beseechingly at Sam. But Sam paid her no heed. He was awaiting his turn in his wife's cunt while he watched their son throwing the first family fuck into her.
Johnny cried out and juiced. He pounded away spasmodically as he drained off, then drew his cock out and moved away. Sam knelt down in the boy's place and began to prick Camille in the same way.
Barbara hoped that now that he had finished fucking his mother, Johnny might give her some cock or at least some head. But he didn't seem aware of the girl's raging needs - or even of her presence.
Johnny settled onto the couch beside his redheaded mom. He ducked down and began to suck on her fat tits, nursing with a lot more enthusiasm than he ever had as a suckling infant on those swollen nubs.
He slid a hand down her belly and began to play with her clit as his dad's cock went in and out of her cunt.
Barbara could not bear to be detached.
She crawled up to them, her tongue lolling out like a panting dog's. If they weren't going to give her anything, at least she could lick around the edges.
She licked at the hard cheeks of Sam's ass as it drove in, corkscrewing. She ran her tongue up through the gamy crack between those cheeks, then ducked on down and tongued his balls as they came swinging heavily back between his legs on the pull-out stroke.
He didn't even seem to notice she was there.
She whimpered with frustration and craned her head up to take Johnny's prick into her mouth. It was rubbery and limp now, but still tasty, especially since it had just been sunk up his mother's cunt.
Barbara sucked all the pussy-juice off the boy's cock-and wished that she could be sucking the same stuff straight from the steamy source-Camille's cunt.
But that cunt was fully occupied and, furthermore, Johnny was ignoring her attentions as he concentrated on sucking his mom's tits and fingering her clit.
Barbara, poor, horny girl, was ready for anything, eager to suck off cock or eat out pussy, to get fucked again or even buggered.
But she realized that there was just no room for her here, now that the family function was in progress.
She emitted a little whimper of frustration and moved away. They didn't even glance at her as she stuffed her nubile body back into her bikini.
She started to leave, then turned back, figuring that she had might as well watch the conclusion of this action. If her mouth and cunt were to be deprived, she could at least pleasure her eyes.
She saw that Johnny's cock was in his mother's mouth now. It had been rubbery a moment before, when Barbara was sucking on it, but now, inspired by the wickedness of face-fucking his own mother's mouth, it was swelling again.
Then Sam was howling and his cock-spume was hosing into his wife's pussy. A split second later, Johnny wailed and began to empty of his incest oil heavily into his mother's mouth and throat.
'Greedy bitch,' thought Barbara.
She lingered by the door until they were done. Then, feeling bitterly used and neglected, she quietly left and headed for home. Her cunt was so hot she was afraid that the crotch band of her bikini might melt. That narrow band was heavy with her cunt-cream, and her nipples were threatening to stab right through her halter.
She hoped that her brother was still home and that their mother had gone out, so that the siblings would have the privacy they needed for sucking and fucking.
She got half of her wish.
Danny was still home.
But Jessica was still home, as well - and it turned out even better for Barbara.