"The family ball" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jacobs Mark)CHAPTER THREE"How can Mom stand going without sex?" Janet wondered aloud. "She's still an attractive woman, not even forty, and she behaves like an old lady when it comes to men. Never dates, even though Dad's been gone for years. I'll bet she hasn't fucked since he left." Janet paused, suddenly jolted by a flight of fancy. "Unless, of course," she whispered to herself in a fascinated hush, "there's something about Mom I don't know." The instant she said it, Janet felt guilty. No, she tried to convince herself, her mother was as close to a virgin as a woman with two children could possibly be. But, try as she might, once the possibility had surfaced in her mind that her mother might have a secret sex life, Janet couldn't shake it. And the next thing she knew, she'd started searching for some evidence to support what had previously been unthinkable. Alone in the house, Janet found herself in her mother's bedroom, going through the dresser drawers. She didn't know for sure what she was looking for – that is, until she found it. They were down at the bottom of a pile of otherwise drab panties. This pair, however was anything but that. Made if red satin to be worn on special occasions, they had a lacy split up the crotch so the cunt of whoever wore them would always be ready for action. "My God, imagine Mom in these," Janet gulped, and then she tried to do just that. But when she closed her eyes and attempted to picture her mother naked except for the sexy panties, the illusion was short-circuited by the realization that she couldn't remember ever having a good look at her mother's pussy. She couldn't explain it, but all at once the notion of her mother and her finally looking at each other's bare cunt made her hot. A surge of reckless abandon swept through her, just the same way it had before she'd fucked her uncle and brother. Then there was the clincher. Beneath the panties, just sitting there unnoticed by Janet until now, was an oval plastic container. She picked it up and snapped it open. Inside was something which resembled a vinyl clam. At first Janet was unsure of her discovery. But then she found a tube of something stuffed far back in the drawer. The instructions on its side were clear. "Use vaginally before intercourse in combination with a diaphragm," Janet read aloud, and realized that she'd stumbled onto the proof that her mother fucked. Giddy, Janet had to sit down and consider the alternatives. Should she just walk away from this arid let her mother live her secret life in peace? Or should she force a confrontation and bring vile truth out into the open? As she mulled it over, Janet's thoughts increasingly dwelled on her mother's cunt, the cunt that had given her birth, but to which she was a stranger. Here they were, Janet reasoned, going to so much trouble to fuck behind each other's back. It seemed so pointless for both of them to be living a lie when they really had so much in common. Rut how could she force the issue? Then Janet glanced at the crotchless panties she still held and made her decision, and just in the nick of time. She'd just slipped into the panties after stripping to the skin when her mother walked into the house. "Anybody home?" Sandra Hall called. "In here, Mom," her daughter answered. Puzzled, Sandra walked through the living room toward the hallway. She just hoped that whatever it was didn't take too long, because she'd had a hard day at the office. In the corridor, Sandra saw that the bedroom door was closed. If her daughter was playing sonic kind of trick on her, she thought, she certainly wasn't in the mood. "All right, young lady, what's this all about?" Sandra snapped when she opened the door. Then her mouth flew open, her disbelieving eyes popped, and she froze. "What do you think, Mom?" Janet cheerfully asked. "Ever seen anything sexier than me in these?" She was sprawled on the bed, naked except for the red satin panties she wore. With her legs apart, the slit at their center opened to reveal the spread lips of her teenaged cunt. There was a long pause that cut the air like a rusty knife, then somehow Sandra managed to speak. "Wh-where did you get those?" "I think you know, Mom," Janet answered with a smirk, running a fingertip under the waistband of the skimpy panties. Sandra blushed. "Okay, so they're mine," she choked. "But that doesn't give you the right to snoop in my things!" "You still haven't answered my question, Mom," Janet cut in. "Don't I look sexy?" Sandra Hall took what was probably the deepest breath of her life. And during it, she never shifted her gaze from between her all-but-naked daughter's parted legs. "Yes," Sandra admitted in a painful whisper. "You're a beautiful girl, Janet. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen." "Like mother, like daughter," Janet said. "I'll bet you look even better in these panties than I do, Mom. The lucky guy you wear them for must really get horny, whoever he is." "That is and always will be none of your business, young lady," Sandra said like a wounded animal, realizing that her daughter must have found the diaphragm along with the special panties. "Sure, who you go to bed with is up to you, Mom," Janet boldly stated. "Just like whoever I fuck is between me, myself and I." This outburst from her daughter shook Sandra to the core of her being. "You're a virgin!" she blurted out, insisting on what she so desperately wanted to believe was true. "Still a virgin!" And hearing this, Janet recognized that once again she'd been presented with a perfect opportunity to make a member of her family eat out of her hand by lying about her virginity. "Suppose I haven't gone all the way yet," she asked her mother. "Would that make a difference between the two of us?" "Of-of course," Sandra sputtered. "As long as I know you're still a virgin, that's what really matters. Next to that, what's happened today's not that important. Just get dressed and we'll forget all about this." "That isn't what I had in mind, Mom," Janet purred, openly rubbing her pussy. "If you want to keep me away from guys, then you'll have to give me something just as good to take their place." "Wh-what are you saying, young lady?" Sandra gagged. "You know," Janet said. "And you want it as much as I do, Mom. I'd have to be blind not to notice the way you keep looking at my cunt. I'll bet your own pussy's soaking wet. I dare you to tell me it isn't." With her daughter's searing words, Sandra hung her head like a broken puppet. "Yes!" she sobbed in shameful admission. "You're right. All you have to do is make the first move, darling, and I won't be able to stop myself." Then Sandra closed her eyes, as if in self imposed darkness she might have a last chance at removing herself from lesbian temptation. But when she reopened them, her daughter knelt at her feet, already beginning to remove Sandra's skirt. "God, forgive me," Sandra whimpered as her skirt fell away, revealing panties that were stained with juice from her helplessly aroused pussy. "Forgive me for being the kind of woman I've tried so hard not to be." Janet peeled away her mother's sopping panties, so anxious to get a look at the cunt she couldn't remember ever seeing. And once she did, then it was Janet's turn to freeze. "Yes, it's shaved," Sandra answered her daughter's stunned silence. "Never mind why. You either want me or you don't." Janet broke out of her shock with runaway lust. Suddenly the lips of her mouth were on her lips of her mother's smooth pussy. With no hair in the way, she could taste everything, especially the sweet juice, and the stiff clit that was just made for sucking. "Oh, eat me, baby, eat me," Sandra begged, abandoning the last of her restraint. "Eat Mama's cunt until I come in your mouth." Now Sandra slumped to the floor, too. Falling back, she drew her burrowing daughter even more securely between her thighs. The lapping sound of tongue on pussy filled the room, underscored by Sandra's moans of pleasure. Although this was her first taste of another woman's cunt, Janet performed like an experienced lesbian. Her tongue went to all the right places, both inside and outside of her mother's meaty fuckhole. Her hands reached up, stripping buttons away so she could get into her mother's blouse and squeezed the big tits out of Sandra's bra. "Oh, yes, baby," Sandra panted. "Feel my titties while you're licking my pussy. It'll make me come twice as hard for you." Janet plucked her mother's ripe nipples, pinching them gently. They were so rigid with arousal, almost like a pair of miniature hard. "Do it more, more on my titties," Sandra urged. "Make them hurt." Janet promptly twisted the woman's erect nipples around double. Her mother responded with a shudder, groaning about how good the welcome pain felt. Then down below, Janet's mouth and tongue concentrated entirely on Sandra's clit. With suction, nibbling and slurping, she made the magic fuck button throb as if it would burst. What actually did burst, however, were Sandra's senses. "At last, I'm coming! Coming sooooo much!" As her mother climaxed, a fresh wave of creamy pussy juice poured down Janet's throat. She was so thirsty for it that she couldn't swallow fast enough. "Right, drink it, drink, sweetheart!" Sandra cried. "Drink every bit of my hot cum." "Mmmmm," Sandra sighed when she'd finally finished coming in Janet's mouth. "You sucked all the juice I had to give right out of my cunt. It was wonderful. Only one thing could make it better." "Name it, Mom," Janet said, anxious to make the action even hotter. "If I could suck your cunt, too. Eat it at the same time you're eating mine. Then we could both come for each other." Now Janet shifted her young body around on top of her mother. When she straddled her legs above Sandra's head, Janet's teenaged pussy bulged through the lacy split of the crotchiess panties, drooling in readiness to be devoured. "Sit on my face with your beautiful cunt," Sandra hungrily called up, reaching with her tongue toward her daughter's hairy pussy. Janet eased down and made contact. Her mother abruptly sealed her cunt with so much sucking mouth that Janet had the sensation her womb might be pulled out of her. But, instead, she climaxed on the spot. "Oh, Mom, you're got me coming already!" Janet cried. "What a feeling!" "Don't just sit there and talk about it," Sandra gurgled from below, playful yet impatient. "Get your tongue back on my pussy and make me come again as good as I'm doing to you." Janet promptly dove again between Sandra's parted legs. She wallowed in the woman's juicy cunt, fucking it with her tongue time her own pussy was swabbed at at the other end of the lesbian sixty-nine. Quickly, mother and daughter were coming together. They rolled on the floor, taking turns on top. Several minutes passed before they'd temporarily had enough of one another. "Only fantastic," Janet sighed when the sixty-nine finally broke up. "Now the only question is, what's next? 'Cause sucking each other's pussy has just made me hotter for you than ever, Mom." "Those panties of mine that you're wearing," Sandra said. "How would you like me to model them for you, since they were mine in the first place." "Absolutely!" Janet declared, already slipping out of the lacy garment. Then, taking the panties, Sandra told her daughter to close her eyes. Next, Sandra went to the bed, shedding the last of her rumpled clothing in the process. Naked, she rolled the panties up her slender legs and sleek thighs. When they were on, she lay back, crossing her arms over her tits and raising her knees together. "You can look now," Sandra called. Janet hornily popped up from the floor as if her whole body were an erection. At first she was disappointed that her mother had concealed her tits and cunt, but this was short-lived once Sandra started unfolding her charms like the erotic petals of a blossoming passion flower. First one arm, then the other, fell away from her chest. Her exposed tits lolled in perfection, twin mountains of ivory flesh which were capped ky pointed red peaks. "More, more, Mom," Janet breathlessly urged. "Tease me until I'm so horny I can't stand it!" "I intend to, darling," Sandra crooned. "Before I'm through, you'll be ready to rape me." Then her raised knees began to separate, followed by her thighs. The frilly panties pulled apart at their crotchless center. Sandra's hairless pussy spread into a glistening yawn, her pink fuckhole framed by lace. "What a cunt!" Janet gasped, starting toward the bed. "Every time I see it, I want it more!" "Hold your horses, girl," her mother called. "Mama's still not finished teasing you yet." Sandra dangled just a single finger down to the flexing mound of her pussy. Tracing her cuntslit, she felt from her asshole up to her clit. Then she flicked her clit with her nail, and a liquid spasm of fresh honey drooled between her open pussylips. "God, you're driving me crazy!" Janet joyfully squealed. Now Sandra probed her cunt to the last knuckle. She slowly fingerfucked herself, wiggling her ass as the self-stimulation took hold. By the time she added her pressing thumb against her clit, her torso and thighs had arched off the bed so her hips trembled in mid air. She was climaxing. "Damn you, Mom, that's not fair," Janet complained. "You're making yourself come without." "Anything to make you so horny that you're ready to do anything, darling," Sandra lovingly taunted, her ass sinking back down onto the mattress. Puzzled, Janet muttered, "What do you mean?" "Look in the dresser drawer," Sandra said. "When you were snooping around in there before, there was something you missed." Tingling with anticipation, Janet did as she was told. Impatiently, she flung the contents of the drawer this way and that. The object which awaited her at the bottom took her breath away. "Looks just like a cock," she gulped, holding the ten-inch device in front of her. "They call it a dildo," Sandra explained. "Go ahead, darling, try it on for size." Janet nervously wriggled into the straps attached to the thing. When it was in place and she looked down, a perfect replica of a hardon jutted from her crotch. "What do I do now?" she asked, haltingly stroking the massive fuck tool. "The idea was for you to get so horny that you'd rape me," Sandra seductively noted. "And now that you're hung for the job, I don't see what's stopping you." "Y-you really want me to fuck you?" Janet stammered in awe. "Deep and hard, baby," Sandra confirmed. "Want you to fuck me better than I've ever been fucked." Then Janet watched her mother roll over, rising on her knees like a bitch in heat so her hairless cunt spread from the rear. It was the most beautiful sight Janet had ever seen, so arousing that she felt as if she could actually feel her hot blood rushing into the dildo. Gripping the thick shaft of her temporary cock, she led herself to the bed and climbed aboard. Lining up behind her mother, she placed the cockhead at the entrance of Sandra's fuckable cunt. Then gritting her teeth and closing her eyes, Janet shoved with a lurching buck of her loins. "Oh, that's it!" Sandra cried in response, her wanton voice rising from the gutter of raw passion. "Dog-fuck me! Dog-fuck my pussy with your huge prick!" In to the hilt now, Janet ground her crotch against her mother's squirming asscheeks. Then she pulled out and slammed in again. Her mother's wailing reaction made the pictures on the wall shake… "More, more, more fucking!" Sandra begged. The power of owning a prick and her mother's urgent pleas turned Janet into the closest thing the teenaged girl could be to a macho man. She dog-fucked Sandra's cunt with pistoning surges, spurred on by the fact that the base of the dildo bumped her clit with every cock-thrust. Indeed, as Janet fucked her mother, she was just as near to an orgasm as Sandra was. "I'm losing control!" Sandra screeched. "Gonna come! Come so fucking hard!" "God, same here!" Janet cried. And with another fuck-thrust of the dildo, mother and daughter climaxed together. In the place of male jizz, their thick pussy juice poured down their thighs. "I love fucking you so much, Mom," Janet moaned when their orgasms had temporarily lessened. "I can feel the dildo in your cunt like it was my own real cock." "Wait'll you feel it in an even tighter place," Sandra panted. "You mean…" "Right where I shit, darling. Fuck Mama in the ass now!" Before she lost her nerve, Janet pulled the dildo out of her mother's cunt. The ten inches gleamed with slippery pussy juice, in prime condition for a trip up the female's asshole. Janet centered the cockhead with the puckered asshole just a notch away from her mother's cunt. Once again she shoved, sinking her viny cock into Sandra's depths. "Am I hurting you, Mom?" Janet asked when her mother screamed. "Jesus, yes!" Sandra shrieked. "But, damn, it hurts sooo gooood! Just keep fucking my ass as hard and deep as you can with your big cock, and I'll come even better than when you fucked my pussy." "No reason why you can't come in both places at the same time, Mom," Janet hotly suggested. She put her hand on Sandra's cunt, fingering her fuckhole and rubbing her clit. Fresh pussy juice oozed from her touch. "Oh, baby," Sandra groaned in ecstasy. "Now just watch me come twice as hard as I would've before." Just before her climax, Sandra rocked back on her knees, taking even more of the vinyl cock in her ass and half of her daughter's hand up her pussy. Then the spasms in both holes took over. At the rear of the action, Janet felt the vibrations from her mother's climaxing pussy up her arm. But the real thrill was the orgasmic energy which coursed through the ass-fucking dildo and struck her right between the legs. "I'm coming, too!" Janet crowed. "Coming right with you, Mom!" Janet's rape of her mother ended with both of them climaxing on exactly the same erotic wavelength. But when the dildo finally pulled out into the open, that didn't mean its job was done. "It's your turn to get fucked now, darling," Sandra told her daughter. "In your pussy and ass, just like you fucked me." And Janet couldn't strip off the dildo fast enough to give it to her mother. Her only regret was that there weren't a pair of them, so she could take female-driven cocks in her cunt and asshole at the same, time. |
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