Chapter 8
Later that afternoon, Retha was reading a book in the living room when Chris passed by in the hall. She was surprised when the handsome older brother leaned through the door and whispered, "I heard you and Kent last night. Tonight it's my turn!"
Before she could protest, he was gone. Oh damn, she thought, what the hell am I? . . . the family whore? But as much as the whole thing angered her, Retha had to admit that she was enjoying the attention, and all that went with it. And, best of all, she hadn't thought about Skip or his cock all that day.
But by the time she went to bed that night, she decided she would make it as difficult for Chris as possible.
Her breathing was steady and easy when Chris slid into the room and moved to the bed. Gently, he rocked it. There was no movement or sound from the luscious brown body other than her even breathing.
The shape of her body under the thin sheet was fantastic. Chris has a hard-on just looking at her. He slid under the sheet and moved close to her.
He wasn't sure she was asleep, but she sounded like it. His cock was in such a turmoil he didn't know which way to go first. He slid his hand down her arm until he knew it was directly above the side of her tit.
She didn't move.
His breathing became erratic. He took a few quick breaths and then a very deep one, trying to steady the quivering ache in his body and his prick. He knew the soft, pliant cheeks of her ass lay directly in front of his cock, but kept his loins far back, just in case she might awaken.
He slid his hand over until his fingers toyed with the lace that covered her tit. The touch was thrilling and exciting. So thrilling that he was afraid his cock would shoot off inside his pajama bottoms. He forged ahead.
His hand opened and cupped the huge, soft globe. Oh, her tit's so big, he thought. It was so big that he could barely cover the end of it with his hand. He squeezed gently and the resilient flesh popped back at once to fill his hand. The tips of his fingers wormed their way into the deep crevice between her breasts. The thrill heightened and so did the throbbing in his lust-bloated prick.
How he wanted her; wanted to do everything and anything for her and to her!
Still, she didn't move.
Emboldened, Chris moved his hand above her lacy form until he was touching only smooth skin. With his fingers at the warm crevice between her tits, he started moving his hand back down. This time the lace lifted, and more and more of the spongy globe came nakedly into his hot, throbbing palm. , And then he was there. Her nipple lay like a pulsating heart in the center of his palm. The shoulder strap of her nightgown slipped down, the lacy cup falling from her breast. Her tit seemed to leap toward his hand, filling and overflowing it. He gently kneaded her tit flesh and, wonder of wonders, her nipple hardened and swelled. It got bigger and bigger.
She moved slightly, and her body rolled toward him. He froze as she groaned.
He lay still for several seconds, not moving, with his hand cupping her enormous tit. Chris knew he couldn't stop now. This was a real woman beside him, with all the goodies of a woman, and nothing could stop him from tasting her luscious meat. He kneaded her tit, letting the hard elongated nipple trace a hot path back and forth in his palm. His cock became painful in the confines of his pajamas. He unsnapped the clasp that held the two flaps together. They fell open, and his hard prick thrust forward into freedom.
When he released his cock, the head grazed against her flesh. He shivered and was sure he could feel an answering ripple flow over the skin of her body.
Even as he continued to squeeze her tit, he knew he would soon start moving downward to explore her pussy.
"Kent?" Retha groaned.
"No, baby, it's me . . . Chris."
"Oh God," she gasped.
He moved against her and thrust forward with his hips. The throbbing head of his cock met the two creases that formed just under her buttocks.
Suddenly it was heaven for him when he felt her pubic fur tickle his ultra-sensitive cockhead.
Her gown had hiked up and bunched under her waist. As his hand glided over her belly, everything happened all at once. Her leg hfted. His fingers fondled the heavy mat of her cunt hair and his cock shot between her legs.
Suddenly his fingertips were tickling the bud of her clitoris as his hips thrust his prick back and forth, back and forth against the wet outer lips of her pussy.
"OH, AAHH ... I CAN'T TAKE IT!"
"RETHA, YOU'RE WONDERFUL, BEAUTIFUL! THAT FEELS SO GOOD ... SO GOOD!" the boy hotly breathed.
"DON'T TOUCH MY CLIT LIKE THAT!" she cried, sobbing and moaning. "I CAN'T STAND IT ... I CAN'T!"
"I WANT TO PUT IT IN YOUR HOLE, BABY," he panted. "I WANT TO FUCK YOU!"
His cock had popped out from between her legs and now lay across her belly. His hand ran up and down the thick mat of her jet black pubic hair.
Her eyes blazed with the same intense desire and need she saw in his. Swiftly she made up her mind.
She reached to the bedside table and snapped on the light. Christ gasped when the light bathed her semi-nude body. The sheet had slid to the foot of . the bed and there she was, naked from the waist up and the waist down, the gown rolled into a ball around her middle.
Her breasts were huge and perfectly round. Her areolas were the size of silver dollars and very dark against her soft, warm skin. In their centers, the nipples throbbed a full inch outward.
Her thighs were slightly spread and the skin gleamed with moisture that had seeped from the steaming walls of her pussy. He could see the pink lips of her pussy buried in he thick mat of her black hair.
"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL," he gasped. "SO ARE YOU, DAMMIT," Retha gasped. "HURRY! FUCK ME!"
You sure she's ready?" George asked his wife as he crawled from the bed.
"Of course she is," Leona replied. "I told you we made it together this afternoon!"
Leona waited until her husband was gone, then lightly jumped from the bed and moved into the hall. At Kent's bedroom door she paused. She could hear the bed moving and knew her son was either beating his meat or fucking. She hoped it was the former.
She slipped through the door and quickly closed it behind her.
"Retha?" Kent whispered.
It was pitch black in the room. Leona didn't answer him. Instead, she crossed to the bed and slid in beside him.
"OH, RETHA, HONEY," the boy moaned. "I WAS ABOUT TO COME DOWN TO YOUR ROOM. OHHHH, SHIT, THAT FEELS GOOD!"
Leona had wrapped her trembling fingers around her son's prick. If she had any fears about what she was about to do, they disappeared when she felt her son's hard meat.
Chris couldn't believe it. Retha was going after him, instead of him seducing her.
She leaned toward him, opening her lips as they touched his, and her tongue slid aggressively into his waiting mouth. He pulled her to him, his hands caressing her thighs, naked now as he pushed the hem of her nightgown up to her waist. He met the penetrating tongue with his own, and in seconds both of them were breathing hard, caught in the all-consuming lick of passion's flame. She finally broke the kiss and leaned her head back away from him.
"When I'm through with you tonight, honey, you won't want another woman for days!" "That's okay by me," Chris panted. She closed her eyes against the rising wave of passion as he explored her smooth flesh. "Oh, baby," she moaned, "kiss my tits! Here, wait a minute ..."
Quickly she sat up and whipped the gown over her head. Her huge, luscious breasts bounced free and his fingers itched to return to the bouncy melons. Then she was back in his arms. As his lips covered her big tits, his hands roamed over the lush field of her body, to the slightly swollen mound of her belly, her thighs, then up again, on the inside to her cunt.
"OH, YES, HONEY! TOUCH ME! KISS ME!"
Her hands were busy too, caressing his nipples, then swooping downward. She fumbled for a moment, then Chris gasped as she grasped and fondled his throbbing prick.
Retha twisted her passion-ridden body until she was lying across him, her head in his lap. Her hands never ceased their play. Her breath was coming in long, hard gasps. Then he felt her lips touch him and all thought, all sense was gone, except that of feeling. Her lips too his cock and he pushed closer, never ceasing the explorations of his hands which were discovering new areas of excitement, new pastures of pleasure. His sighs and groans of bliss blended with those of Retha as they rode the waves of passion which swept them along in its wake.
"OH, SHIT, RETHA . . . HONEY, BABY, NO ONE ... NO ONE IN THE WORLD CAN SUCK A COCK LIKE YOU CAN!"
She rammed her head down, spurred on by his words, and managed to swallow all of his surging prick. She worked it in and out of her throat, sucking and laving with her tongue as she moved. Around and around the throbbing tip she swirled her tongue, tasting with delight the pungent man cream that seeped from the tiny slit in his cockhead. Saliva and cock juice flowed from the corners of her mouth as her head bobbed furiously up and down on the huge prick. She sucked as though she were milking another woman's tits with her hungry lips. Her cheeks hollowed and her lips smacked as her mouth slipped off the head and left a sheen of saliva in its wake.
Chris groaned in anguish until, once again, her head bent and her hands came around the pulsating cock, guiding it back into her warm, waiting mouth.
As she sucked loudly, Retha could feel the thick, hot moisture from her cunt drool down her upper thighs. It seeped from deep inside her pussy like a hot spring spewing steam. Her heavy tits, dangling like ripe fruit, felt full to bursting.
She knew that soon she would have to have this cock in her cunt or she would pass out from the sheer passion of her desire.
It was always like that; she needed cock. She loved to suck, and could suck for extended periods of time if she had already cum at least once, but now her pussy was hotly creaming and she knew she couldn't last much longer without satisfying its pounding need.
She took her lips from his cock and looked up into his face. "NOW, CHRIS . . . TAKE YOUR BEAUTIFUL DICK AND FUCK ME WITH IT! MAKE ME CUM GOOD WITH YOUR MEAT! STICK YOUR PRICK IN MY HOT CUNT. IT'S READY FOR YOU!"
As if to show him how ready she was, she threw herself on her back on the bed and pointed her cunt toward his eyes. Splaying her thighs wide, she drew her knees up until the dark purple of her pussy's lining shone like a lewd lamp through the mass of tightly curled pubic fur. She massaged her full breasts until the nipples tingled in hardness.
She reached one hand between her legs and probed until she had inserted her index finger in her asshole and her thumb up her cunt. As she rubbed her tits and finger-fucked both her holes, she let little screams of ecstasy echo in the silent room. Flecks of saliva escaped from her lips as she lay on her back and enjoyed the deep sensations her manipulations were providing her body.
Her cunt was boiling now, and the juices ran in thick, hot streams over her fingers and oozed from her inflamed cuntal slit. She was ready for him.
With her body writhing in passion and her eyes tightly closed, she breathed hotly, "CHRIS, CHRIS, DARLING . . . COME! COME EAT ME AND THEN FUCK ME!"
She felt his lips and tongue nuzzle her inner thighs, and then the long, hot, saliva-coated tongue started its work. Again and again he made long laps between her quivering ass cheeks, tickling her asshole in passing. Then upward, spreading her cuntlips, dipping tentatively into the cunt hole and running the full length of the tongue's flatness across her throbbing clit.
"SUCK! OH, YES, YES, SUCK ME, MY LOVER . . . TONGUE MY PUSSY AND MAKE IT CUM FOR YOU!" Retha gasped, closing her eyes and letting her body absorb the sensations his manipulations were producing.
Chris understood her pleading words. He let out a growl and turned his body around so his legs straddled the thrashing girl's head.
She opened her eyes and saw his long, inflamed cock spring from his furry groin. The head was huge compared to the long, thick shaft. It dripped juice and quivered with dramatic intensity.
"TONGUE IT . . . OH, TONGUE IT!" she shouted, shoving her hips upward.
Chris' tongue shot up her cunt hole while the edge of its lower side continued to run back and forth, up and down, over her blood-engorged clitoris.
Retha reached up and fisted the flaming red cock. Slowly, she ran her hand back and forth on the bobbing staff. When it started to gush more of its juice and flop rigidly in her hand, she paused, waited, then started again, even slower. It wouldn't do for him to cum all over her tits. She wanted his hot spunk inside her cunt.
Chris was hard at his work now, pounding his rough tongue into her cunt as her hips writhed and her ass cheeks rose to jam her silky, hair-ringed cunt against the source of her pleasure.
He brought her quickly to the edge of orgasm. His tongue wormed its way between the gooey lips and pounded like a snake against her inner cuntal walls. Its tip was hard and crooked to give her the most pleasure from its fucking.
Then his whole tongue was inside her, his nose rooting at her asshole. The tongue was reaming like a cock, but sucking at the same time. The feeling was wild, exquisite, and it made Retha's whole body come alive. She was floating in the midst of warm, sweet passion, her body sinking in a tub of no hot desire.
The faster his tongue worked, the more her body went crazy with passion. She felt herself being carried to the delicious heights of erotic stimulation. Every hidden, secret nerve was caressed at just the right time until she finally screamed, arched her back, and exploded through a deeply satisfying climax.
Her body ached and throbbed, and spasms of delight ripped through her cunt, sending waves of release through her whole body and erupting at the tips of her tits and the lips of her pussy.
"AND NOW, MY DARLING," she cooed, "YOU CAN HAVE YOURS! TAKE MY PUSSY WITH YOUR COCK!"
She flipped herself over until she rested her weight on her knees. She placed her arms on the bed and her head on her arms. Her beautiful ass and the dark hairy line of her cunt waved in the air behind her like a magnet. Chris mounted her, jabbing at the air with his throbbing cock, trying to place it anywhere in her willing body.
Retha reached between her legs and found the cock with her hands. Deftly she lifted it and guided it to the entrance of her pussy.
She inserted the head between her cuntlips and sensed the sudden thrusts of his body as the touch of her cunt on his dick ignited his animal instincts.
She answered them by shoving backward with her ass until his prick was buried inside her cunt to its thick root.
With that, she put her ass into swift, sensual motion. She rolled and thrust backward upon the driving prick. She began to utter little grunts of anguished rapture every time he penetrated her deeply. Each time he went all the way into her, she clutched his legs convulsively, flattening her tits against the mattress.
Chris looked at her hot body, perspiring with passion and desire. What a woman she was, he thought, and what a fuck she gave!
"HARDER, BABY, HARDER! TAKE MY ASS IF YOU WANT!" she cried out in complete sexual abandonment.
He pounded her from the rear, filling her, the head of his massive prick slamming hard off "her cunt walls. She went wild with the cock-caused sensations that coursed through her flesh. The prick felt so good in her cunt. She loved the glory of hard, male meat.
Then, suddenly, she felt hands in her hair, pulling her head up. In front of her face was the longest, thickest cock she had ever seen.
Her eyes traveled up, up, until she saw George Winston's smiling face.
"Dad!" Chris cried, but didn't stop pumping his dick into Retha's cunt from behind.
"Fuck her sweet pussy, son," George groaned, and looked down at Retha. "Well?"
The beautiful black girl just smiled and filled her face with George's hard meat.
One thousand, she thought, I'm batting one thousand. I'm fucking the whole family!
Leona had no idea her son would be such a good lover. She couldn't remember ever being so turned on. As yet she hadn't spoken a word other than low guttural moans, moans that she knew wouldn't give her real identity away.
"RETHA, HONEY," young Kent moaned, "NOW! I WANT YOU NOW!"
He rolled on top of her and stretched his warm body along the length of hers. He passionately kissed his way down the side of her neck and swirled his tongue around one of her taut, erect nipples, feeling her groan with pleasure. The tit was delectable, suckable, chewable. But he left it to swirl his tongue around the other swollen, throbbing bud. He let his tongue stray briefly across that second tit, then he chuckled teasingly and roved down to her belly button.
Then lower.
His tongue laved the hairs of her soft pussy. She was wet and hot already. And his saliva made her wetter, the contact of his tongue made her hotter. His nostrils flared at the rich, spicy odor of cunt.
With the tip of his tongue he pried at the luscious pussy crack, and Leona opened wide for him until the blood-swollen lips were turned back. He licked hungrily at the insides. Her clitoris was huge, swollen stiff, twitching. H|s tongue fenced with it as Leona squealed, her body writhing uncontrollably. He reached up to squeeze the big, heaving breasts, and stretched his tongue deep into the gushy hole that flowed freely with her warm juices.
"OHHHHH!" He heard the long, shuddering moan.
He massaged the insides of her silken thighs as he slowly pulled his tongue free of the clinging cuntflesh. Leona squealed again, this time from frustration, almost in pain at losing the feel of that tongue in her pussy.
Kent lay atop her, clamping his mouth to hers, letting her taste the juice of her own insides as he dug his tongue down her throat. At the same time, he was letting her feel his hot, hard prick lying lengthways across the hairs of her burning, damp pussy.
"OHHHHMMMMM!" Her moan was stifled around his probing tongue. Her body squirmed. She wanted that cock inside her! He teased her a few long moments more, moving his hips up and down, dragging his throbbing cock up and down her pussy.
Finally she could stand it no longer. Reaching down and grasping Kent's throbbing meat, she guided the pulsating rod of flesh to the wet slit of her cunt. Just as she lunged up, taking his dick in her belly, she snapped on the bedside lamp.
"MOTHER!" Kent shrieked, and tried to pull out of her.
"NO, BABY, NO!" Leona cried. "DOESN'T IT FEEL GOOD? DOESN'T MY PUSSY FEEL GOOD OVER YOUR COCK?"
"YES, YES," the boy whimpered, feeling his hips work of their own accord to pound his meat into his own mother's cunt.
"I've seen the way you and Chris look at me, darling," Leona cooed, loving the feel of her son's hard cock inside her, "and I've wanted you both just as much."
"OH, MOTHER, MOTHER, IT IS GOOD!"
"FUCK ME, BABY . . . FUCK ME, KENT, DARLING!"
He couldn't hold back. Her cunt felt too good!
Seconds after he started pumping her, he was fucking her as fast as he could. Her cunt suddenly became the most beautiful pussy in the world. Her flesh there felt as hot and wonderful as her mouth had before.
Leona whimpered, groaned, and screamed throughout the wild fuck. Her ass trembled and squirmed. She bucked and hunched on her son's cock, reaming her cunt on each stroke. Her hole rippled with waves of heat that seared his prick as he humped wildly into her.
She shrieked as his weight drove her body flat against the mattress. He slid his hands under her body and gripped her heavy ass cheeks, one in each hand. They felt like two soft, throbbing melons in his palms as he tightly clutched them.
They continued to fuck . . . pleasure saturated them and the minutes flew by. All they existed for, all they knew, all they felt, was the delicious sensations that ravished their minds and bodies.
"KENT . . . KEEEEEENT!"
"YES, MOTHER, YES ..."
"I'M CUMMING, BABY, I'M GOING TO CUM! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM, DARLING . . . SHOOT IT UP INTO ME!"
The gasping screams that erupted in her throat at the arrival of her climax triggered his. He tore at her ass, pumping furiously, and shot his molten cum up her cuntal passage.
He fucked and fucked until her spasms died and his balls were totally depleted. Then, abruptly, his cock slipped out of her squishy cunt hole and he flopped to the bed beside her, totally drained.
"Oh, Mother . . . what a cum!" he sighed.
He felt her move beside him. He opened his eyes and looked up.
His mother was straddling his belly and squatting above him. His cum flowed from her cunt in long, thick silver streams to puddle on his naked chest and stomach.
"Beautiful," she purred, rubbing it over his body like a salve. "Absolutely beautiful!"
Kent's prick immediately rose to rock-hardness again.
He rolled her over and fucked her in the ass and cunt at the same time, doggie style, pounding first one hole and then changing on the next stroke.
They fucked and fucked; they couldn't stop. His cock wouldn't go down.
It became the best of all possible worlds for both of them. His lust for his mother's cunt was insatiable and she took all he could give her.
She was all the mysteries of the female, and he explored them.
At last they lay side by side, panting, satiated, happy.
"Kent?"
"Yes."
"Let's go see our little black girl friend now!" Chris had never taken a bath or shower with anyone before, let alone a beautiful girl and his own father. But when they had all come and Retha had suggested it, the youth had been more than willing.
He was the first one in the bathroom. George and Retha followed, satisfied glances and smiles passing between them.
Naked, the three of them jumped into the shower. Chris' prick immediately got rock-hard again.
Retha looked at it and grinned at George. "He gets ready fast, don't he?"
"Just like a young stallion," George said. "We may be able to go again soon. Suck him, honey. Suck him and I'll get hard again just from watching you suck his cock!"
Chris grinned at his father and pushed Retha down to her knees in the tub. The water from the shower ran off her hair, matting it, as her face moved toward his rigid young pole.
"YEAH, HONEY," Chris groaned. "STICK MY DICK IN YOUR BEAUTIFUL MOUTH AND LOVE IT A LITTLE!"
Retha's eyes again flashed up at George's smiling face. She let her parted lips come closer and closer to the boy's rigid, tender flesh. She moaned when the oozing head of his young prick touched her mouth.
She touched only the foreskin, which was long enough to pucker over the end of his staff even when he had a hard-on. Her long tongue slid out from between her lips and rooted into the hidden cockhead beneath. Reaching up, she took hold of his cock and slowly skinned it back until the head popped completely into view. "OH YEAH ... OH SHIT," the boy groaned. "I LOVE TO SUCK AND FUCK!"
She mouthed the head and slowly drew all his sturdy organ into her sucking mouth. Chris drew his belly in and strained his prick forward as the girl's face began to bob back and forth, sending the cockhead to the depths of her throat.
"SUCK HIS BALLS, TOO, RETHA HONEY!" George urged. "TAKE HIM ALL!"
"OH, BE CAREFUL!" Chris cried. "I THINK I'M READY TO SHOOT AND I WANNA MAKE IT LAST!"
"SLOW DOWN A LITTLE THEN, HONEY," George said. "AH, BUT YOU CAN SUCK A COCK, BABY! I CAN ALMOST FEEL YOU DOING IT TO ME!"
She nodded, whimpered, and grasped the father's rising rod. Then she was pulling and tugging to bring George's stiff cock to her face.
Before either man or boy realized it, she had joined Chris' cock in her mouth with George's giant staff. Wildly she sucked on both cocks at once.
"OH, SHIT, THAT'S GOOD!" George roared.
"YEAH . . . YEAH!" Chris echoed. "IT'S TIGHT AS AN ASSHOLE!"
Retha's hand found George's balls. Eagerly she began to rub them, her other hand doing the same thing to the balls of her shivering boy.
Her tongue slid over first one cockhead and then the other, until Chris' knees turned to rubber and he had to lean against the wall. George, in turn, leaned against him.
It was coming too fast, his passion crowding in around him so rapidly that he couldn't get control of himself. It was even worse when he looked down at her. Her eyes were closed in voluptuous ecstasy, her hands working on two cocks . . . two giant male rods . . . both jammed into her mouth.' "SUCK IT!" the boy groaned. "OHHH, SONOFABITCH, DAMN IT TO HELL! OHHHHHHH!"
As George watched, the shuddering boy belched up his load. He could feel the cum jetting. Some of it landed on his own prick. He eased his cock out of Retha's straining mouth and let her finish draining the boy's balls.
Then they were all lathering each other, covering their bodies with a soapy film.
When they finished they dried each other and reentered the bedroom. What they saw made all three of them stop dead in their tracks.
Leona was wildly sucking Kent's cock on the bed.
"Well, I'll be damned," George breathed.
"We'll probably all be damned," Retha chuckled. "But who cares!"
The black girl rushed to the bed and lowered her pussy over Leona's face as Kent sent his saliva-wet cock up her cunt. Chris quickly joined them, and George was about to, when the phone rang.
"Hello," George said into the telephone. "Oh, hello, Lydee! Yes, everything's fine . . . yes, I'm with her now ... in fact, we're all with her! Tell you what, Lydee, why don't you come down here for a visit? You can't tell, you just might like Houston!"