Chapter 9
"Oh, yes, lover," Hilary moaned, "lick me that way! Run your tongue up and down my slit and lick my clit. I'm going to cum, lover! I've needed this all day. I can't hold it off any longer!"
With his mouth full of hair pie, Danny couldn't reply, but he put his hands up and closed them over her tits as a way of telling her that she shouldn't try to hold back. Hilary grabbed his ears and pulled his head off the pillow and mashed his mouth to the soggy crack between her thighs.
Joyce's eyes spanned the distance between her and the couple on the couch like two laser beams boring through the air. She could see the blonde's body shiver wildly and knew that Danny was following her directions, licking up and down her hairy slit, then assaulting her clit. She was also going to cum! Passion had taken control of her, pushing her rapidly toward a climax, and she couldn't stop it any more than she could stop a speeding bullet. She leaned her shoulder against the wall and rubbed her clit faster.
Hilary shuddered and moaned, "Aaaaaa, God, that's good! I love your tongue, lover! Get me off, lover, get me off!"
The heady taste of her aroused sex filled his mouth and nose as his tongue worked over her clit with light, rapid strokes, masturbating her with the tip. He liked the taste of her pussy, liked the taste of pussy in general.
Hilary wiggled her cunt all over Danny's and tugged harder on his ears, trying to bury his face in her twat, then released one ear and stuffed her fist in her mouth to cut off her scream as her climax washed over her.
Joyce hit her peak at about the same time, and had enough presence of mind to duplicate Hilary's action of jamming her fist in her mouth so she wouldn't announce her presence.
Hilary almost smothered Danny as she smeared her snatch over his face, and after what seemed like an eternity to him, she slid her ass back and let him breathe.
"Fuck me, lover," she moaned, "fuck me right now!"
He stood, and she sat on the edge of the couch and attacked his clothes, stripping him quickly. She pulled his pants and shorts down together and his stiff prick sprang up and bobbed back and forth. She grabbed his shaft and licked the head several times, sucked it a couple of minutes, then lay back and threw her legs in air, spread them far apart, then stuck them straight out from her hips.
He knelt and rubbed the palm of his left hand over her wet gash and guided his cock with his right hand. He pushed his hips forward and eased the head of his prick into her tight twat, and she wiggled her ass and moaned deep in her chest as he gored her with his hard shaft, sinking it to the hilt. He was glad to be in her at last. Only the wetness inside her could put out the fire that raged in his brain and body.
"Damn, you're so tight, baby," he murmured.
She closed her legs and put them over his shoulders and wiggled his ass again. "Oh, lover, you're cock is so fucking big, any cunt would feel tight to you."
Oh, shit, Joyce thought, I was cumming so hard, I couldn't look at his cock! I want to see it, see if it's as big as Reta and that horny little blonde claim. She watched the proceedings with lustful eyes, wishing she was the one sitting on the edge of the couch accepting Danny's cock, forgetting that he was her son. A fire of passion easily equal to his raged in her, and her finger couldn't stamp it out. Only a nice hard cock would, and she didn't have one available, so all she could do was watch and suffer. What was worse, she didn't know if she would have one. God, I envy you, you horny little bitch! Her lust-fogged brain prevented her from thinking clearly, and she still didn't realize that it was her son fucking the young woman.
"Aaaaahhh," Hilary moaned, pushing her hips forward a little more, almost doubling her body up, opening herself completely to Danny's questing cock, "fuck me, lover, fuck me good! I'm going to cum again!"
Danny shuddered from the ecstatic sensations speeding through him. He moved his cock around in circles, loosening her tight pussy, and she wriggled her hips and impatiently thrust herself at him. Totally aroused and receptive, her tight cunt squeezed his cock as he probed deeper into her with every thrust.
Joyce's face mirrored the tremors of sensation that wreathed the blonde's pretty face. Oh, she's such a vision of sexual delight, and I love to watch her getting pronged so well. The thought startled her, vaguely, and she couldn't get a handle on why it did.
Hilary's big tits bounced from the force of Danny's thrusts as he drove his cock in and out of her lithe little doubled-up body. He chuckled and slapped them gently, playfully, making them bounce even more as he slid the full length of his long love spear in and out of her twat.
Joyce moved to the other side of the hall and looked between Danny's legs right into the little blonde's crotch. His balls hung down in front of the crack of the young woman's ass, two heavy orbs that swung rapidly back and forth as he fucked, and she thought she would go out of her mind with carnal desire. She was so hot, her body actually burned, and there was no question now of running back to her room and leaving the couple to their salacious pursuits. She had to stay and watch.
Hilary undulated her hips harder, driving her pussy up, and Danny pounded his cock into her. She stuck her fist in her mouth again and tossed and writhed wildly, and his own orgasm suddenly became an inexorable force that lifted him and carried him along with it, immersing him in a cloud of ecstatic sensations.
He grabbed her slender calves and dug his fingers into the firm flesh, lifting her ass and spearing his prick into her with a flurry of motion, his entire body jerking and his hips flashing back and forth as he hammered his cock into her. The wildly careening feelings possessed him, cum boiled out of his cock in thick gushes, and he pumped it to the farthest depths of her sexy body, filling the inner recesses of her sex channel.
He sat back, first with his ass on his heels, then relaxed and his ass hit the floor with a soft thud.
Joyce gazed into the blonde's crotch. The lips of her pussy were still thick with blood, gaping open wide, and Danny's cum was seeping out slowly and dribbling down the crack of her ass. She had never in her life seen such a lascivious, breathtaking sight, and could almost feel cum running down the crack of her own ass. But it was only juice from her flooded pussy.
"Hilary, babe, you always wear me out," Danny said, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet. "Let's go soak in the hot tub."
"I'm still so hot, I'll make the water bubble," Hilary giggled.
"Maybe the water will cool you down to a normal temperature," he said drolly.
Joyce shrank back in the shadows, then finally got her feet to obey her brain, even though the signals were weak, and hurried down the hall to her room. She closed the door quietly and leaned again it, breathing deeply, trying to get her wild emotions under control. Only then did she remember her thoughts and realize they had been about her son.
She went to bed, tossed and turned restlessly, then got up and got Howie. She pulled up her nightgown and lay down and spread her legs, put Howie on the lowest setting and listened to the low humming sound.
The vibrator was a poor substitute, but it was better than nothing at all, and she positively couldn't go to her son for relief. She put the smooth tip of the vibrator between the lips of her pussy, let her legs fall father apart and nosed the tool into her wet hole.
"Oooooo," she whimpered, then shoved the vibrator all the way in suddenly.
She closed her legs, squeezing her thighs tightly over her pussy, all signs of the vibrator disappeared, and with it buried completely in her sex channel, she barely heard the faint humming.
She lay that way for a while, her mind blank, the pleasing little tremors rippling out from her groin, making her buns flex and her toes tingle. As though detached from her body and had a life of its own, her right hand wandered down across her stomach and stopped with the heel of her hand on her pussy mound, her fingers pointing down. Her middle finger eased into the top of her slit and touched her clit, then began moving in slow circles.
She liked her love button, it gave her such wonderful feelings. The delightfully hard vibrator droned inside her, but it was her finger that would bring her off. She had never had a vaginal orgasm, believed what she'd read about such orgasms being a figment of the imagination.
The picture of a man invaded her blank mind and took shape slowly, a faceless young man with a strong body and a large, hard cock, and it was his cock, not her vibrator, that filled her cunt, his finger playing over her clit.
The finger on her clit moved a little faster. The soft tingles swelling in her pussy strengthened, got a hard edge to them, and her ass squirmed around on the bed. Her left hand lifted itself and moved to her tit and toyed with her stiff nipple, occasionally pinching it tenderly and drawing it out to its full length.
The tingles grew stronger, the finger moved faster, and soon it was going-back and forth and around in circles, worrying her clit, coaxing all those glorious feelings from it. Her breathing became labored, and she felt the deep, warm flush that preceded an orgasm spread over her body. The young man in her mental picture thrust in and out of her cunt with powerful strokes, and her body vibrated and jerked in rhythm to his thrusts.
Her hips arched off the bed, lifting her ass high as her climax came abruptly, moments before she thought it would, and she panted and gasped and the finger playing over her clit moved faster.
She rode out the orgasmic storm and her ass fell back to the bed. She left the vibrator inside her, humming softly, and lay quietly, basking in the warm afterglow of the spate of climaxes she'd had in the past hour.
In the slumberous minutes in never-never land between wakefulness and sleep, she realized that the young man in her fantasy had been Danny.