Chapter 7
Linda said, "Are you sure the doors are locked?"
Danny laughed. "Look who's being uptight now."
"No," Linda said, curling her smooth and shapely legs under her body. "It's just that if somebody walks in and catches us all sitting around bare assed like this, they'll think we've all freaked out-and maybe we have. If daddy comes home, or Nikki, or wow! -- if my husband drives up-"
"we thought of the possibilities," Betty said. "The doors are locked and we more or less have an idea where everyone else in the family is right now."
"I hope so," Linda said. "I sure hope the hell so. I mean-
- getting snockered and getting laid by my brother is one thing, but getting caught at it is another. And mom, if daddy caught- you-or even me-I hate to think of what he'd do."
"That's what we have to take care of, "Betty said. "That's why you have to screw your father."
Linda dropped her glass, but Danny caught it before it hit the rug. She said, "Oh-hey! Hey, that's the wildest, craziest thing I ever-"
"Oh come on," Danny said. "You know damned well that you've had the hots for him ever since you started growing up.
Now's your chance to do something about it."
Linda took another cold glass of rum punch, drank half of it, then giggled. "I guess I just can't get used to this, to the whole goofy idea. I mean, sitting here naked with my brother and my mom, and talking about screwing my daddy.
It's too much."
"You enjoyed balling me," Danny said. "It'll be terrific with dad. I love putting it to you, Linda, but there's something just a little extra, when I fuck mom."
Linda flinched visibly and drank the rest of her punch. She said, "When I look at you, mother-nude and beautiful like that, I wonder why I grew up thinking of you as old.
You're something- else-those big round breasts and that lovely black hair on your mound, and I've always admired your long, provocative legs. I mean, you really have a gorgeous body. But-thinking about you and Danny, I don't know. It all seems sort of unreal."
"Oh, it's real," Betty said, herself fortified heavily by the rum and as yet ungratified. "but I guess we'd better
--------------------------------------------------------- prove it. Danny?"
"Any time, mom, I was just getting back my energy, and seeing you there waiting for me-that brought it back in a hurry. See it growing?"
She smiled at his half-risen erection, always drawn to the splendid charm of his cock and to the perfection of his naked body. Such a beautiful boy, and such a lovely girl with him. She was very proud of them both.
"Ill lie down on the floor, and you can mount me. Linda, our mom is some exquisite piece of ass; she's as hot and tight in the cunt as you are, and she really eats up a prick."
Betty kneeled on the carpet as her son stretched himself flat on it, his slim legs reaching to her, his sun bronzed skin gleaming beguilingly and his penis lifting, turning harder with each moment. It was an alluring erection, and she slid forward on her knees. Opening them, she passed over his legs and sat erect and poised above his lavender headed penis. She could not resist playing with it, toying with the balls and running her fingertips lightly up and down the throbbing staff. She felt the oiliness left by his recent ejaculation, the residue of her daughter's vaginal lubrication.
Danny was caressing her thighs, smiling up at her as he cupped the cheeks of her ass and finger walked through the tufted shag of her cunt hair. She trembled above him, prolonging her screwing, drawing out the anticipation of feeling her son's singular prick entering her quaking vulva.
"Lovely, mom," Danny said, peering up into her crotch. "I can see your cuntlips all red and waiting. So beautiful, so sexy."
"Darling," she breathed, forgetting for the moment that her daughter was sitting only inches away and staring with open mouthed fascination. "Oh darling, give mommy your sweet you prick!"
She inched down upon its upthrust head, positioning her slot carefully upon the blunt end of her son's swollen rod. The head touched into her humid labia, probed lovingly into the thick forest of her pubic hair and found the slippery entrance to ecstasy.
Lowering her crotch slowly, Betty settled upon his cock. It eased into her fevered vagina, slid teasingly over her tremulous clit and went all the way up when she sat upon his pelvis. His balls were forced against the lips of her pussy, and she liked that.
"All the way in," Danny said. "My cock's locked into your pussy, mother. You're so juicy inside, it's almost as if daddy had been fucking you before I got my prick in. so slimy and good, so tickly-and when you rock your beautiful ass back and forth like that, I go ape."
"Betty leaned over him, pushed one of her nipples at his face. "Here, darling-suck this; you love your mommy's tit so much, just suck away on this, while mommy screws you."
Wetly, his lips pulled it in, and his teeth gnawed tenderly upon her nub. Danny sucked it then, sucked on it as is he was a baby again, and she was feeding him mild instead of cunt. His hands held both her jiggling breasts and he rubbed his forehead into the one he wasn't sucking.
Betty rolled her ass and lifted upon her knees, pulling her pussy up his cock until she felt the rounded flange of the head against her inner labia. Then she pushed down again, swivelling her crotch as she did so, and heard her vagina make gulping, liquid noises.
Danny pulled on her nipple, his hands clenching her ass cheeks, his belly arching and sliding over hers, dampening with sweat. She fucked him with long, deliberate movements of her lower body, seesawing and pumping, hunching and grinding, giving him all the delight she could, thrilling herself with each slickened thrust.
Suddenly he tore his hungry mouth away from her wet tit, and grunted out his needs: "Oh-ah, mother!! Yes, oh yes-that magic cunt. But-not yet; don't make me come yet. I want to eat my sister's cunt!"
Surprised, Betty slowed her ass movements, allowed his stiff prick to nestle motionless within the velvet clasping of her pussy. "but Danny-how-"
"Linda," he said. "Sis-get off the couch and stand over me. Put one foot on each side of my body."
As if she was mesmerized, Linda stood up, moved stiltedly to where they lay upon the floor and obeyed her brother's gasped commands, placing one of her feet on each side of his head. His arms lifted, and he ran his hands over her ass, her thighs, down to her spread calves and back up again, searching and embracing.
"Just sit down on me," he said. "Like mom's doing, but you sit on my face, sis-please, oh please. I want to taste your pussy."
"All right," Linda answered breathlessly, and bent her knees, brought her crotch down and down until the mossy and lathered mound was just over his mouth. She kneeled then, and allowed him to pull her cunt into position for his probing tongue.
They were so close, so near. Sitting upon her son's prick, Betty stared at the red reaching of his tongue as it darted into her daughter's vulva. Linda squirmed, and her thickly woolen mound covered her brother's mouth, leaving only his chin exposed; her milky white thighs closed around his head, and Betty was afraid that Danny would be smothered in pussy, that he couldn't breathe.
But evidently he was reveling in the envelopment, for he wiggled and his prick moved within Betty's vagina. Betty sat quietly upon Danny's rod until it moved again; then she began to stroke on it, taking up where she had left off, her orgasm postponed by the long hesitation, but her longing was even keener.
"Mom," Linda said softly, "Oh, mom!"
Betty looked into her daughter's face, into Linda's eyes. She reached for her daughter's hands and held them as they both rocked upon the boy's body beneath theirs.
"Linda---it's so-"
"Yes, mom-yes!"
Betty pumped sensuously upon the prick within her pussy, and Linda ground lightly upon the mouth that was eating into her cunt. Betty saw the perfectly modeled tits of her daughter bounce, saw the stunning nipples weaving from side to side as Linda rode her brother's face.
When her daughter released her hands, and felt out to take Betty's tits, her fingers spread to encompass the pale mounds and the palms pressing down upon the hard nipples Betty arched her back and thrust her breasts against the adoring hands, and before she knew it, she was fondling the sweet young tits so appealingly moving before her.
Holding each other's breasts, they moved in unison, one of them screwing Danny's cock, the other fucking his mouth. Caressing, squeezing, moaning softly and whispering endearments, they leaned closer and closer, until their lips met.
Betty shuddered from head to toe as her mouth slid over Linda's, as her daughter's lips opened to take in the tentative probing of her tongue. Then they were kissing in earnest, their tits together, their arms around one another, tongues running wild and their teeth clashing as their gushing breaths mixed hotly.
"Baby-my wonderful girl-"
"Mamma-oh mamma-kiss me, love me-" Heaving, burrowing up and around, Danny poked hard with his cock, and Betty responded to its stabbing by riding it, by twisting its meaty rod within the silked gloved clenching of her soapy cunt, and she could sense that he was going to let go his load at any second.
She took her mouth an inch away from Linda's to say: "Ride him, sweetheart-he's ready to come!!"
"Ahh! Uuumm!! Danny-Danny, eat me! suck my pussy like- that-like THAT!!"
Churning her own ass, Betty crushed her mouth into her daughter's just as the girl came, and the spasms racked them both, for Betty was rising to her own climax, coming fiercely upon the spiraling prick of her son that was feeling into the very cup of her womb.
Beneath them, Danny Maddox bucked like a mustang, pounding his cock madly into his mother's dripping vagina, biting into this sister's buttery pussy-and when he came, the spurting was the foaming jet of a fire hose, a solid striking of thick fluid up into Betty's sheath. The juices boiled over the flexing head of her son's prick and called forth an answering release of her own jellies, an increase in greasy slaves that their interlocked sex organs didn't need.
Gasping in her mother's mouth, Linda moaned and went limp all over. She sagged to one side, her crotch lifting from Danny's still devouring mouth with a wet and plopping sound. Betty supported her, held to her until the descending weight grew to be too much, then she drifted sideways with her daughter, letting Danny's hard penis pull out of her snatch.
They lay crumpled into a heap, softened and drained, and the warm looseness was an exquisite feeling in itself. Danny was spent, Betty thought; he had fired such a tremendous load into her pussy that it was leaking out along her thighs, hot and sticky. And only a short time before, he had fucked his sister deeply and strongly.
Linda too-Betty kissed her daughter's soft cheek. Dear Linda had passed through a pair of blazing orgasms with her adoring brother-one on his penis, one in his mouth. She was quivering and her moaning took a long time to subside.
Such enchanted fucking. Betty thought, lying there with her darling children. It had been a thing of pure beauty, an event of wonder to cherish and remember always. She had known such a rush of love, of desire, for Linda that it had been irresistible.
The sharing; the giving and receiving at the same time, one for the other, selfish yet selfless. The devotion-attentive and dedicated to making the other person happy as humanly possible. And perhaps that was the key word, Betty thought: to be human. Not imitation immortals upon contrived hilltops, but human and earthy and filled with a healthy lust. It was so damned wonderful to be wanton and free and not have to pretend.
She slept, or perhaps she only dreamed, but Betty's pleasant lethargy was shattered by a sound. She sat up, a sudden chill upon her breasts, upon her mound where the semen was drying. What made the noise-or rather, who made it? Betty listened hard. Had it been at one of the doors, a window? She climbed up, unsteady upon her feet, and hurried to put on her clothing, scrabbling among the tossed discards for her own things. Bras and panties - her son's cut off jeans, her daughter's miniskirt and blouse; Betty wiggled into a bra, found it too tight, and knew it wasn't her own. But it was too late to change, and she slipped on the see-through blouse.
The side window, she thought; the small window where the walk ran along the house, between wall and hedge. The noise had emanated from that direction, she was sure now.
She touched a foot to the nude, supine body of her son, nudged Linda heavily.
"Come on, kids-somebody's hanging around the house. Get dressed and scatter. I'll go see who it is."
Danny muttered and Linda leaped straight up, "Who-what? Oh- my-it must be Glenn!! Wow-I have to get out of here right now!"
Betty ran fingers through her hair and walked quickly to the kitchen, through it and onto the service porch, where she unlocked the back door and opened it. Stepping out onto the steps, she looked around and waited and listened.
"Hi, mom."
Betty flinched and tried to compose her face before turning. "Nikki'; I thought you'd be gone most of the afternoon."
Nicole Maddox tilted her pert face to one side. "I was; it's kind of late, and I figured you'd want me home for dinner."
"Ohh lord," Betty said, "dinner. Linda's here and we were -
- gossiping so much I completely for got. Your father will be furious, and Linda should have called Glenn, and-"
"Danny, can drive me to the chicken place," Nikki volunteered, "if you'll give me some money."
"Of course; that's a great idea. Come with me while I find my purse, Nikki. I'll call Danny downstairs."
If he could get himself together, she thought. And if Linda could bluff it through, both with her younger sister, and on the phone to her husband. But no backing down, Betty thought. The weekend would be too long and dreary, without the sexual freedom three of them had found. They'd have to go through with the plan, work things around so that Linda could seduce her father, and Glenn kept busy-and satisfied-
by his newly awakened- mother-in-law.
That took care of four people, if everything worked out.
And left two. Nikki and Danny. The boy had been catalyst for all this, and certainly wouldn't cut himself out of the action. but how could they handle Nicole? She had been sent here and there for days, and by now she was beginning to wonder what was going on around her home.
Nikki and Danny, Betty thought, and sternly told herself no. The girl was far too young, an immature kid of fifteen. To draw her into the spreading net of family fornication would be a terrible thing. It was unthinkable. Nikki was a virgin, and not on the pill, and would probably be frightened silly of anything even remotely resembling incest.
In the kitchen, Nicole pushed past her, brushed a small but rounded thigh against Betty's, and bent to poke her head in the refrigerator. Betty stared at the dainty buttocks of her youngest child, at the svelte waist and graceful shaping of Nicole's's rear. She hadn't noticed it before, because she hadn't really looked, but the girl wasn't all that immature. Nikki was tiny, and that tended to confuse the observer's eye, but although what she had was in miniature, it was all there.
Was she still a cherry? Yes, Betty decided; of course. They'd solve the problem of Nikki's presence some way, and bring Danny into the screwing. Smiling, Betty maneuvered her hips only a bit lewdly and went to call her other children.