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                                 MOM & ME

                             Chapter 1

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She was warm and snug in bed, and she had just been loved.   It wasn't often that Chad put it to her early in the morning,  not anymore.  But that made it just that much better when he did  wake up with his thing hard and eager.  

Betty pulled a pillow over her head and listened to the vague  sounds in the bathroom next door, where her husband was getting  ready to go to work.  She drifted back into sleep, relaxed and  content, knowing that Chad still loved her and wanted her.  His  semen was still sticky between her inner thighs, and she rubbed  them together in her half awake, half-asleep dreaming.  It was  nice to screw languorously, as if they were teenagers again,  instead of so long married and kind of in a rut with their sex  lives.  

She dreamed on, safe in the dark of their bedroom, the  curtains tightly drawn to keep out the light.  She dreamed of  Chad caressing her body, of him pushing lightly and sensuously  against the cheeks of her ass.  So hard, his thing was, so nice  and warm when she shifted her tail and opened her thighs  slightly so that he could slide it between her buttocks and let  it nestle in her pubic hair.  His penis lifted neatly against  her vulva, the length of it along the length of her labia, and  she squirmed against it, hunching her tail back against him.  

Good, it was very good, and Betty was all soft and giving in  her sweet dreaming, tender and limp once the distended head of  the penis began to prod gently for the opening of her vulva.  

"Ummmm," she murmured aloud, sighed it between her pillows,  and the tender hands fondled the cheeks of her ass, cruised up  to her waist, one of them slipping under and the other  continuing higher until her left breast was in its palm.  The  fingers teased her already erect nipple, tolling it between  them.. Betty said, "ummmm", again.  

The knob of his rod pushed at the lips of her pussy, and  Betty felt the spongy thrill of it, wiggled to help it fit  inside.  And suddenly it was sliding on up into her vagina, very  still, long and slim and lovely.  One hand on her tit, one on  her belly, he pulled her ass to him, and ground his penis deep,  shoved it all the way home until Betty could feel his testicles  all silken-haired against her thighs.  

Somehow, it was different than it had ever been, when they  made it together.  There was a strange feel to his staff, a  hunger in it that she hadn't known for some years now.  It even  seemed to reach farther up into her sheathing, even if it wasn't  as thick as she remembered.  

His cock worked into her, eased back out almost to the  flanged head, thrust strongly back inside the clinging softness  of her cunt.  Stroke and stroke and the head of it churning,  seeking, pushing; Betty moaned into the pillow, muffling the  sound so she wouldn't disturb anyone in the other room.  

Nicole was asleep in one bedroom, and her brother Danny in  the other; it wouldn't do for their two youngest children to  wake and listen to their parents screwing.  

But-- it was different, different, and even in Betty's  dreams, screwing Chad shouldn't be all that odd.  His was the  only penis she had ever known, from the time he first put it to  her at sixteen until now.  so she ought to recognize the  thrusting of it, should know the feel and length and heft of the  meaty staff.  She had screwed it thousands of times.  

Betty's eyes came open between her pillows, and the seesawing  movements of the cock within her vagina didn't stop.  Her  clitoris was throbbing, stimulated again by the satiny-hard  passage of the stiff organ reaching in and out of her quivering- pussy-- again!  

She wasn't asleep now, she was awake, and the hard cock was  doing a fine job in her fevered cunt, lunging and jamming.  The  breath was panting hotly against the back of her neck where her  hair had fallen aside, and the hands held tightly, desperately,  to her body, held tit and belly.  His pelvis surged against the  cheeks of her ass and he tried frantically to bury his lurching  prick impossibly deeper into her steamy cleft.  

"Chad?"  she whispered.  "Chad-- did you come back for  seconds?  You'll be late for work dear."  Then the voluptuous  rhythm of the fucking really got to her, and her clit thrummed  madly as the sweet, hot feeling centered in her lower cunt.   Betty rolled her ass and reached down to take the solid male  balls in her hand, to caress them while the swollen rod above  hammered into her.  

He fingers touched, recoiled and went stiff in shock.  They  weren't her husbands balls!! But the prick pounding so hungrily  into her wetly responsive pussy was lifting her to an orgasm ,  bringing her up and up while the good felling spread from her  clitoris to take in all her cunt, her cervix, her belly, and  swept hotly down to make her anus draw tight in ecstasy.  

"Coming!"  the voice panted against her neck, but softly,  softly, "Oh-- Ooohh!  I'm coming!  

Just as the first spurting of semen hurled itself wet and hot  and thick into her spasming pussy, Betty Maddox recognized the  whispering voice.  She knew it as well as her own, better  maybe.  But she didn't want to know it now; her mind reeled even  as her cunt drank thirstily of the man juice that kept flooding  into it.  Her mind said oh no, oh no!  And her cunt said yes,  yes, yes.  

Betty's hand felt around, caught the wrist of the hand on her  tit, caught the other one on the hand that was fondling down  into her wet pussy where the length of that rigid cock was still  buried.  She turned her head, hissed back over he shoulder:  "Danny!  What are you-- oh, what have you-- how could you-- " 

"Shhhh!"  The murmur tickled into her ear.  "Daddy's still in  the bathroom; hear the shower?"  

Heart racing wildly, the pulse beating in her throat, Betty  heard the pelting of waster in the bath, only inches away from  her head through the wall-- only inches from their heads!  

"Don't scream," Danny said as she clung numbly to his  wrists.  "If you do, Daddy will kill me."  

"But--" she whispered back, "but-- but--" 

Betty couldn't make the words, couldn't untrack herself .   She lay there in her bed, her own bed shared so long with her  husband, and she had Danny's thing up her.  Her own son had just  screwed her, sneaked into bed and slipped his young cock into  her freshly fucked vulva while she lay in a state of semi-  awareness.  

And while his father took a shower only inches away!  

She tried to pull his hands away, and he burrowed his still  hard penis into her pussy, so that she could feel the oozing of  his semen as it worked out of her inflamed slot.  "Danny!  I--- you--" 

"Shhh," he murmured, "shhh, mother.  Don't let him hear  you."  

Oh no, she thought dazedly; it was an impossible, unimagined  thing, but the stark truth of it was not to be denied: her son  had his prick in her; her son had streamed a load of come into  her.  He'd fucked his own mother-- and she had screwed him  back, loving it!  

But not when she knew it was Danny's penis.  She hadn't  realized it was him; she thought it was he husband.  She did,  she did!  

"Please," Danny sighed into her ear, his staff flexing within  her flesh, "oh please, mom-- don't freak out.  Listen; listen to  me, please, please," 

She couldn't yell.  If she did, Chad would come roaring into  the bedroom and find his son screwing his wife, Chad's wife!   He'd crush Danny, fling him into the walls.  Chad had a violent  temper when he was aroused, and this-- this would make him  crazy.  

But she couldn't just lie there with her son's semen  leaking between he taut thighs.  Oh lord, she thought---it had  been mixed with her husband's ejaculation.  The idea made her  head swim, and the drumming of the shower in the next room  sounded like a thousand arrows coming down on a tin roof.  He  hands fell limply from Danny's wrists.  

Immediately, he dipped them into her crotch, cupping and  fingering her mound.  "Oh, mom, mom-- you don't know how I've  ached to get into you, to make love to you like this.  Years and  years, trying to keep from getting a hard on whenever you  brushed my leg with yours, whenever I caught a peep down your  robe at those beautiful tits.  Oh mother-- I love you, Love  you!"  

"You-- you can't,' she said low and quiet, just as the shower  went off.  "not love me like this-- only as-- a son should love  his mother."  

A grunt came through the thin wall, and Betty pictured her  husband climbing out of the tub, hair tousled and body  dripping.  He'd shave now, humming and whistling at the mirror,  If he even suspected that his wife had another penis in her body- - 

His lips touching her ear, his hot breath sending involuntary  ripples through her skin, Danny said: "I have loved you like  this.  It's wonderful, great-- crazy and wild as I dreamed it  might be.  Oh mom, you have the loveliest body, the greatest  ass, and your big, firm tits.." 

Her son began to move again, to slowly stroke again, and now  his fingertips massaged her pubic mound, penetrated into her  labia, touched her clitoris, and the combined sensations were  maddening.  

IN the bathroom, her husband whistled the melody from an old  song, something from their young married days, and Betty thought  that she was going insane.  She'd never dreamed of this, never.   Danny was tall and slim, handsome and of course attractive, but  for her to think of him sexually-- 

Ooohh, mom: your pussy is as hot and tight as a girl's.  It's  better than any girl's pussy, mother, -- oh, oh, hot and greasy  and your cunt hair is so thick--" 

He was feeding it to her again, stimulating her responses,  sliding and poking, so sweet and so tender, all understanding  and knowledgeable.  At seventeen years old, she thought, Danny  Maddox is only seventeen years old, and he' screwing his mother  for the second time, with his father only a few feet away in the  next room.  

She couldn't allow it to happen again.  The first time, she  hadn't known who was doing it to her, but now she did, and so it  must not happen .  IT was wrong and forbidden, and so sinful  that the act itself was only whispered about.  It was terrible--- and-- and so, so thrilling.  He was so young and hard, so  beautiful and he used his thing as if it was an artist's brush  and he was painting a masterpiece inside her vagina.  

The bathroom door opened and shut.  Betty yanked the pillow  off her head so she could listen better as her husband's  footsteps moved down the hall, and she sighed in relief.  Then  her breath hung in her throat; Chad had stopped.  Now he was  turning back!  

"Quick," she hissed, "get down, down---your father's  coming!"  

Danny withdrew from her; she felt his hard prick slide out of  her vagina and rake between her thighs as she pushed him down,  rolling on her back to do so, shoving him away so that he keeled  down between the covers.  There was not time for anything else;  Chad was opening the bedroom door.  

Betty lifted he knees, held them bent so that they tented the  blankets, and she hoped that Chad wouldn't be able to see well  in the darkness of the bedroom, that he wouldn't notice the lump  under the covers she was doing her best to hide.  

"Hey-- you awake?"  Didn't mean to wake you up, doll.  Forgot  my watch-- it's over here on the dresser.." 

Holding her breath, Betty watched the outline of him move to  the tall dresser, saw him fumble over the top, heard the clink  of metal.  And she felt her son's breath warm and tingling  against her thigh; his head was right there between her hip and  knee.  

"Go back to sleep," Chad said, and came to lean over her.. 

Eagerly, swiftly, she raised her arms and pulled his face  down to hers, kissing him open-mouthed and with the spice of her  fear on her tongue.  Anything to keep him from noticing,  anything!  

"Wow", Chad said, "You keep doing that, and I won't go to  work at all."  

Betty let him go quickly, "Bet you're already running late."  

Lightly, he kissed her again.  This time, she kept her lips  closed and tried not to shiver as Danny breathed against her  skin beneath the blankets.  Chad said, "okay for now.  I'll try  to get home early."  

"Fine," she said not trusting her voice.  

He was gone the, closing the door softly behind himself,  trying to go softly down the hall so as not to awaken the kids.   The kids, she thought-- one of them was still here in bed with  his mother, and he was certainly no child any more.  He was-- he  was tickling her thigh, kissing it!  

Betty held herself still, kept silent until she hear the  front door click and the muffled sound of the car starting.  The  she lifted the covers and aid down into the musky dark, "you get  out of this bed right this minute, Danny!"  Your father-- oh  lord, but that was the closest thing ever--" 

"Yeah" Danny mumbled against her skin, "yeah, close-- but  really exciting, hiding here from him with you helping me out.   It turns me on even more, and I'm already so horny for you that  I'm about to go off on the sheet."  

"Danny Maddox!  How-- how dare you?  Don't -- on don't do  that.  Get up; climb out of this bed this very instant--" 

His hand cupped her cheeks, and his mouth found her upper  thigh; Danny worried her skin tenderly between his teeth.  "I  dig it when you're being the big mama, discipline and all.  You  love me, mom-- that's why you didn't scream, and why you kept  hiding me form daddy when he walked in here."  

"of-- of course, I love you," she hissed, "you're my son and- I--" 

"Not like that, not only that way," he said, nipping her  flesh, feeling her ass, his hot breath reaching up and up to  stir the wet curls of her pubic hair.  "This way, too, Mother.   You love me as a man, as a lover, and that's how I want it, how  I've always wanted it."  

"Danny, we can't--" 

"We can," he insisted.  "We will.  I've wanted to get my  prick into your gorgeous pussy since I was about twelve years  old.  I've craved you, needed you so much I almost went crazy.   And this morning-- I sneaked in to get one of daddy's shirts  before he woke up.  And there the two of you were, going at it,  fucking each other while I stood in the shadows and damned  near exploded" 

Betty wiggled, tried to ease her lower body away from her  son's grasp, but Danny only tightened his fingers and dug them  into the deep, soft flesh of her ass.  She said: "But he's  supposed to do it to me; I'm his wife, and we're not too old  for it, and-- you shouldn't have been in our bedroom."  

He blew into her pubic hair.  Betty shivered, sucked in her  breath, tried to deny that the nipples were hardening on her  breasts.  How long had it been since Chad had done that to her?   Too long, too many years and too much boredom in between.  

Danny said, his face much nearer her mound now, the shape of  his head rising bit by bit to poise above her crotch, "I crawled  around by the trunk and hid there until daddy got up.  I heard  the noises his made in your pussy-- this pussy; I heard you  whisper how much you like to fuck, and I had to hold my own  prick to keep it from splitting wide open."  

"But Danny-- please; you-- you've done it to me we'll just  forget it ever happened."  

"Forget it?  No way, mom.  I'm just getting started with  you.  Like I said, I couldn't stand it any longer when daddy  climbed off you.  I just had to try you on for size, or go  crazy.  So I sneaked in the bed after he left, and I hoped you'd  be sleepy and think he'd come back, that it was his prick  instead of mine.  At least, until I could get it into this  marvelous cunt.  Then I hope like hell that you were hot as you  look and act, as hot as you sounded there with daddy screwing  you; I hoped that once I got started fucking this pussy I've  desired all my life-- well, you didn't' yell.  You protected  me.  You dug being fucked by me, and we're going to swing some  more.  How and every chance we get, mother, -- my darling, hot  cunt mother!"  

Betty lay supine, shocked beyond belief.  And before she  could react, before she could slap down at him and order him  from the bed he had soiled with his incestuous attack, Danny's  face dipped between her thighs and he lifted he buttocks in both  his strong young hand to hike her crotch to his mouth.  

"nn-- nnooooo!"  She moaned.  "Oh Danny-- no; please don't--  no; not me-- not your own mother; Danny.  Oh son, son-- I'm your  mother, your mother--" 

He groaned into he labia, his lips caressing those still dewy  lips, his face pressing down into the soft richness of her  already over stimulated mound.  She felt the sweet pain of his  teeth, knew the darting of his hot tongue-- 

Her son-- her only son-- was going down on his mother.  He  was licking into her sensitive cunt, and there was no way she  could possible stop him, except by screaming and waking up  little Nicole.  That would ruin everything, frighten Danny's  sister out of her wits, bring down the wrath of Danny's father.  

His tongue pushed into her cunt lips, and he opened his mouth  to eat her, to suck upon her juices and those that had mingled  within her torrid cavity.  Danny pulled he lips into his own,  and used his thick tongue like the thrusting of a penis, passing  it in and out of her puckered labia.  Stretching, his mouth,  forcing it wide, he drew much of her vulva into it, then with a  groan, pushed it back out and burrowed his mouth deeply into her  spasming pussy.  

His tongue found her clitoris.  Danny curled his tongue  around her little nub of passion, then sucked it lightly and  lovingly between his teeth.  The sensation was indescribably;  lights flashed behind Betty's eyes and her mouth pumped for  air.  Somehow, her hands had strayed down and gotten their  fingers entangled into Danny's hair, into his long, thick hair.  

She couldn't hold back any longer.  Biting her lip, shoving  down upon ; his head so that her clit worked over his teeth,  Betty began to roll her bell, to shift her ass in her son's  hands while he ate lustily of her cunt.  

"You---you-- oh, Danny!"  she gasped "oh, do it to me,  darling!  Eat me up-- ahhh-oooh-- I haven't had it this way in  so long-- ahh, baby; oh yes, my darling baby, my son, my lover--  love it for me, eat it for me-- eat my pussy, darling--  darling!"  

Danny sucked her the.  Air escaped with bubbling sounds from  his mouth as he sucked her cunt, drawing so violently upon it  that Betty thought she was turning inside out, and hoped she  was.  He pulled her pussy with his teeth, sucked it into his  mouth, chewed upon the rubbery rapture of her shuddering  clitoris.  

"I'm coming," she hissed down at her son.  "oh, baby-- I'm  coming, Mommy's coming!"   .................................................   

                               CHAPTER 2 ======================================================== 

She was liquid; she was soft and giving, and the melted core  of her body was warm, so warm.  Oh lord, she thought; I've been  a terrible woman, doing something that cannot be forgiven.  I  have fucked my own son.  

Turning her face into the pillow, Betty shuddered.  There was  some excuse-- some minor rationalizing-- over Danny screwing her  in ; that sneaky move.  But after she'd hidden him from his  father, she should have ordered him from her bed, slapped him,  told him sternly that there'd be no more of such an impossible  situation.  

Instead, she had allowed him to go down on her, to eat into  the vagina that still held both his semen and that of his  father.  She twisted and squirmed upon his boyishly eager mouth  and hunched her cunt to him; she had begged her young son to  eat her pussy.  

Oh lord, she thought-- of my lord.  If Chad ever finds out,  he'll kill us both; I know he will.  He's big and jealous, and  he can be violent at times.  If he ever somehow discovered that  his son was fucking his wife, he'd go out of him mind with  rage.  

She sat up, and swinging her breasts reminded her that her  body was still aroused, that she had just gone through a sex  session which was the wildest and longest lasting of her life.   First Chad had screwed her, in one of his rare early morning  hungers then Danny fucked her from behind; then her son sucked  her pussy until she damned near fainted.  And Betty realized  that only the noise of her daughter had prevented him from  topping he at least once more.  When he agreed to go out and fix  his sister breakfast, his prick had still be stiff as a broom  handle, but far more beautiful.  

Betty touched the swollen nipples of her tits; Danny said he  loved those tits, that the sight of her ass turned him on, and  the touch of her pussy-- well, that simply freaked him out.   He'd told her that he cunt was gorgeous, that I was tighter and  hotter than the cunts of the young girls he'd been screwing.  

Smiling to herself, Betty slid one hand down and rested it  upon the hairy black mound between her thighs.  I was nice to  know that she could be a real sex symbol for someone yet, that  she could make a young and handsome male raise a hard by the  enticing roll of her ass and the lifting of her tits.  Even if  the male was her own son.  

She climbed out of bed, and her thighs kissed softly.  She  stood awhile before her full length bedroom mirror, staring at  her newly awakened and freshly fucked body.  Not since she was  sixteen years old, had she felt so thrilled; blissful sensations  were still rising and falling within her vagina.  

He had called her beautiful, and the mirror affirmed that at  least her body was yet firm and taut, that her breasts stood  high and the cheeks of her ass didn't sag, that her belly was  almost flat and that her skin was good.  Betty preened a bit  before the mirror, sweeping back her long black hair and staring  from lowered lashes at the reflection of blue eyes.  Maybe not  really beautiful, she thought, but still attractive still sexy.  

She found her robe and slippers, left her bedroom and went  into the bath.  The room still smelled of Chad, of her husband's  soap and shaving lotion, and she winced again at the almost  palpable presence of him.  The fever subsided within her flesh,  and she felt like a complete wanton, as if she had betrayed Chad  Maddox in the worst possible way.  

Betty brushed her teeth and climbed hurriedly into the  shower.  The glass doors were laced with droplets left from her  husband's shower, and she shivered, picturing his big body in  here with the water purling over it-- while she and his son were  fucking beyond the wall.  

Soaping down her own skin, she felt again its tremendous  sensitivity, the warm satiny texture of it.  Danny, she thought;  her son Danny was so eager, so hungry to taste her skin, to love  every inch of her stimulated body.  But of course, they couldn't  do it again.  I was finished now, over and done with, and from  here on, she would do her level best to eradicate the memory  from her brain.  

She rinsed in cold water and turned off the shower, to step  out onto the bath mat and towel her flesh vigorously.  Betty  forced her mind to other things, to her daughter Nicole.  Little  Nikki was small and sweet, and she would be shocked into trauma  if she even suspected an incestuous affair between her brother  and her mother.  

And her older daughter, Linda; Betty found it difficult to  believe that Linda had already been married for two years, and  was now a well adjusted housewife, all of twenty-one years old.   Linda would go up the all in outrage, if she learned of her  mother and her younger brother clandestinely sharing illegal and  immoral sex.  

But such thrilling sex.  Betty wrapped the towel about her  waist and stepped to the sink.  How many times had she come?   Once with Chad, at least twice with Danny, and maybe even more.   She'd gotten too dizzy to count, knowing only that great surges  of feeling were thundering over her clitoris and through her  pussy.  

She wondered just how long her son had been screwing, where  he head leaned his cunnilingus technique, what girl had been  the first to feel his rigidly yearning young penis.  Betty knew  a tiny bite of jealousy at the idea, and wished somehow that she  could have been the woman to instruct her son in the ways of the  flesh.  But of course, she would never have even thought of such  a thing.  And she had better stop dwelling on the idea now.  

She had to be strong, to cut this insane affair off before it  grew any bigger, and deeper.  She had to stand firm and deny any  hint of physical familiarity with Danny.  Sooner or later, if  they came together again-- even if it was only once or twice, to  slake their thirst for each other's newly discovered bodies--  there would be the chance of their being found out, exposed.  

Betty rubbed cleansing cream into her face and massaged the  skin under her eyes, at their corners, then around her mouth.   Danny thought she was sensual and beautiful, that she was the  best fuck he had ever know.  His father didn't say things like  that anymore; Chad only screwed her once or twice a week and  then it was more like a habit or a duty.  He must have had an  erotic dream this morning, and come awake with a hard on, and  she'd been right there for him to stick it into.  

But that worked out wonderfully, for Danny had come in to  swipe one of his daddy's shirt and seen them screwing.  The  sight had made him so hot that he couldn't hold out any longer,  turned him on so much he'd made the desperate gamble with her,  hoping he could fuck his mother and that she wouldn't expose  him.  

Wiping her face, Betty began to fix her eyes, touching up the  dark lashes, seeing a new life swirling within their dark blue  depths, a new ardor that trembled upon her mouth.  She stared,  wondering what her reaction would be, the nest time her husband  laid her.  Would she be guilty, could she respond favorable,  would she turn cold?  

She added a touch of pale lipstick and a dab of powder, then  applied the powder-puff and talcum liberally all over her body.   Wouldn't it be awful, she thought, if Danny had screwed her  before the Pill had been invented?  She was reaching for her  robe, the towel still draped across her hips, when the bathroom  door swung open and Danny stepped inside.  

He shut the door behind him.  "Wow", he breathed, "now I can  get a real good look at you, mom.  Those big tits are the  greatest!"  

"Get---get out," Betty said, drawing the robe up to her  breasts, covering them.  "Your sister is--" 

"Nikki's long gone," he said.  "I gave her a quarter and she  took off for her friend's house, . She'll be gone most of the  day."  

Betty swallowed, tried to make her voice firm.  "Please let  me get dressed, Danny.  Then we'll sit out in the kitchen and  have a talk about-- well, about what happened accidentally, and--" 

He grinned at her, his smile big and bright, his blue eyes  dancing.  Danny was wearing only his summer shorts, no shirt, no  shoes, and Betty could see a bulge in front of the little  pants.  Surely, he couldn't still be having an erection, she  thought.  

Danny said, "I like it fine in here.  You know, when nobody  else was home, and I knew you were taking a shower, I'd sneak up  here and peek through the wall in my room.  I drilled little  hole in it a long time ago, and I never could see much at once,  but sometimes I'd catch a glimpse of your tits, or see that  beautiful black hair around your pussy, or maybe I'd see you  swinging that nicely rounded ass when you walked to the shower.   Then I'd jack off, hoping to see you do the same, hoping maybe  that dad would go into the bathroom and put the meat to you, so  I could see how crazy you were when you got fucked."  

"D-- don't talk to me like that," she said, moistening her  lips with the tip of her tongue.  "Its' not right and it's not  nice, and I don't want to hear you saying things like that to--  to your own mother."  

He took a step toward her, his right hand running up and down  over the swelling in his shorts.  So golden, she thought, so  handsome and slim-hipped; all the little girls must go insane  over him.  

"Sure, you want to hear it," he said.  "You like the sound of  the dirty words, because you're the hottest piece of ass going.   You're all sexed up right now, watching me handle my prick, and  you know damned good and well that I'm going to fuck you again,  mother.  Right here and right now, I'm going to stick this hard  cock back into that gorgeous cunt and fuck you until I can't get  it up any more."  

Betty tried again: "But you can't.  You can't!! I don't  want to-- I won't allow--" 

Danny dropped his shorts.  His prick leaped out at her, long  and solid, stiff and tipped in lavender.  The little veins were  blue in the staff, and the brown hair curled thickly in his  crotch, curly and abundant over his young balls.  There was a  shiny drop of fluid upon the blunt end, a liquid gem of  pre-seminal oil that glistened upon the throbbing glans.  

"Here it is, mother," he said.  "This is what you had  earlier, and what you want right now.  And I want to stick it in  you, to climb in between your lovely thighs and work the head of  my cock around in all that deep black pussy hair.  I want you  lying there on your back with your thighs opened and when I get  it buried to the balls inside your hot, juicy cunt, I want to  feel your long, fine legs curl up around my back-- the way you  do it when dad climbs on you."  

The mention of her husband shook Betty.  She said, "Oh no;  no, I won't do it.  I won't let you--" 

But he stepped close and took her wrists.  The robe slipped  away and left her breasts exposed, trembling, their nipples  going hard.  Danny didn't touch them yet.  

Instead, he drew her hand down and placed it upon his prick.   Betty trembled from head to foot, and her breath rasped dryly in  her throat.  Instinctively, her fingers closed around the hard  young rod, clinched themselves adoringly around the stiff boyish  cock, and the rapture of its hotly pulsing maleness turned her  weak.  She clung to his penis for support, and somehow his face  was lowered to her breasts, somehow his breath was tickling  warmly over their quaking mounds.  

"That's right, darling," he said.  " Darling, passionate  mother; hold onto my prick while I kiss these terrific tits."  

Her son's tongue licked out over one of her nipples, and a  stab of delight lanced into her.  His mouth closed over the  vibrant tip and she flinched; she tightened her grip upon his  prick and leaned into him for support because her knees were  turning rubbery.  

Together, they sank to the floor, and she was supine beneath  his slim, muscular body.  There was no hair on his chest and non  up his belly, but it was concentrated in generous clustering at  Danny's crotch.  It gelt so thrilling to be under him, to have  his prick in her hand and pinned between their bellies.  

He sucked her nipple, licked over it, but tenderly upon it  until she squirmed.  He said wetly around her tit: "I sucked  these when I was a baby.  I got fed through this nipple, and now  it turns me on; now it makes me want to eat you all over."  

"Danny," she gasped, "oh my darling son!"  

"But I need to fuck you first," he said, and suddenly his  glans was settling into the damp hairs of her vulva, feeling it  eager way into the quivering receptiveness of her humid labia.   Spongy, yet hard; giving, but insistent-- her son's cock pushed  against the entrance to her vagina and slowly moved inside.  

"Oh, yeah," he panted into her throat.  "Oh man-- that's so  hot and slippery inside.  It's still got some of my come in it,  and some of dad's too.  Wow-- what a wild pussy, and your ass is  so soft, and your legs-- oh mom-- oh mother-- I love you, Love  you.!"  

And with this his prick slipping strong and hard up inside  the confines of her only cunt, Betty Maddox was once more in  control.  Danny was once again her little boy, and she was  teaching him something; she was in her wisdom instructing her  baby boy in a new knowledge.  

"I love you, too, darling," she said, and rolled the cheeks  of her ass to fit his cock even more snugly and securely into  her motherly vagina.  His superb young balls nestled into the  crack of her ass, and she wished she could swallow them up with  her cunt, and with her asshole, that she could fit all of this  beautiful by back into the genes of her body and give birth to  him all over again.  

"Fuck your mother deep, baby," she said, stroking his hair.   "Fuck me strong and deep and forever.  Come in your mother's  loving pussy."  

"Yes, mom," Danny panted, and lunged his long rod into her  vagina, pulled it back and hammered it home once more.  It was  longer than his father's penis, she though; Danny's cock wasn't  as thick as Chad's, but it was considerably longer.  She could  feel the head of it knocking at her cervix.  

Betty heaved her pelvis against him, met her son's prick  stroke for stroke, and when she wrapped her arms around his  smooth shoulders, his mouth hungrily sought hers.  He had dipped  this finely chiseled pair of lips into her cunt; he had used  this mouth to suck the flowing juices from his mother's pussy,  and Betty had a sudden wild desire to taste the flavors of her  own vagina, but it was too late.  Some time soon, she thought;  she could let herself go in bitch abandon and do all the dirty  things she had always craved to do.  

His tongue darted inside her lips and her teeth raked over  his teeth; she knew the thrill of his tongue, the wet seeking  that only her adoring mouth could assist.  As his cock thrust  strongly into her clenching, surging pussy, his tongue followed  suit inside her mouth.  Danny matched the movements of his  tongue with the actions of his prick, timing both rhythms in a  sensual, a lascivious beat that drove her insane.  

Betty bucked under her son's pelvis, rode her son's hammering  staff and hunched to get another inch inside her if she possibly  could.  Her legs thrashed, and she remembered that he had asked  to have her legs around him, so she lifted her feet and curled  her legs around his waist.  Her heels just naturally seemed to  fit into the sweaty, busy crack of his ass, and Betty locked her  lower body to his as he fucked harder and faster.  

Danny's cock became a battering ram that shook her with each  powerful blow; her tits bounced when the head of it slammed  home; her ass shook when his balls slapped against her hole.  

"Mom, mom!"  he cried.  "I'm coming-- I'm coming!"  

He drove his meat down into her upthrusting cunt, and she  churned it up and around the rod as she felt the head of it  flex.  Danny let go inside his mother's flaming pussy, and she  knew the searing blast of his semen.  Her son's come burst forth  against the womb that had once carried him, and Betty felt the  splash of its wet, sticky wonder as it flooded the walls of her  vagina and filled the steamy cavity to its brim.  

"Oh, my lover," she said, clamping him even tighter between  her legs, digging her heels into the back of his knees.  "Oh my  sweet darling!  Pump it into me, Danny; squirt your mother's  cunt full of that teenage come!  Just hold it stiff in me,- sweetheart-- and I'' roll my pussy around it.  I'll hump up on  its lovely rod and -- ah yes, yes, yes!  'm coming, too!  Oh my  love, I'm riding your marvelous prick and feeling your hot come  in my cunt, and I'm COMING!"  

The enchanted violence ruptured within her, radiating from  the tuning- fork quivering her clitoris to encompass her vagina,  her womb, her labia, her asshole.  Slowly, lovingly, her legs  came sliding down his hips, making every inch a caress along his  tense thighs and down the feathery calves of his slender legs  until she was lying flat again.  

"Am I hurting you, Mother?  My weight on top of you like  this, I mean?"  

"Oh no," she murmured into the clean scent of his hair.  "No,  my darling, I love your body on mine."  

And to prove it, she brought her legs together, sliding her  calves under his and closing her thighs to hold his incomparable  prick trapped within the hot glove of her cunt.  Betty pillowed  her son's face in the curve of her throat and held him near,  feeling her tits move against his smooth chest as she breathed.  

It was perfection for her, the adoring son and the loving  mother blended in matchless intimacy, their juices mixing, their  skin and flesh and oils together in the closest possible  coupling.  He needed her again, perhaps even more than he had  needed her when he was a baby.  She thought she'd lost him to  his too-swift manhood.  , but now he was back with her, craving  her comfort and the warmth she could give him.  

It wasn't bad, Betty told herself; something so wondrous  couldn't possibly be bad or evil.  IT was the purest kind of  love, the filial instinct and the maternal protection wrapped  one in the other.  It was so beautiful that she wanted to cling  to him for all time; she couldn't want anything else.  Now he  was embryo and child; he was son and boy and husband and lover  and prick and semen, the circle of life completed.  

She lay on the floor of the bathroom, her only son atop- her  body with his young cock still balls deep inside her pussy, her  labia tight upon the round, slim staff, a warm overflow of their  mixed juices seeping ever so lightly into the compressed crack  of her ass.  

And Betty Maddox knew that this was only a beginning, that  from now they would go on and on to explore each other's bodies,  to seek and find all the forbidden delights that incestuous  flesh could offer.   

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                             Chapter 3

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Nikki came home early, and Betty barely untangled from her son in time to dash for her bedroom and get dressed.  They heard the door  slam downstairs, and for one startled moment, Betty thought that  he husband was coming in, that Chad had somehow dropped in from  the office and would catch his son and his wife clinging naked  to each other in the bathroom.  

"Later, Mom," Danny said, and got into his shorts to go  calmly and casually down the stairwell to see who it was.  

It was almost fifteen minutes later when Betty got herself  together and stepped weak-kneed down the carpeted stairs to join  her son and daughter, limp with relief when she heard Nikki's  voice there instead of Chad's 

Shakily, she made lunch, hardly realizing what she was  putting into the sandwiches, barely listening to Nikki's running  account of how her friend Sally had this poison oak from camp  and had to go to the doctor today.  

Chad, she thought it could just as easily have been her  husband dropping in unexpectedly.  He did that sometimes.  And  he often came bounding up the stairs with some bit of news.  If  he'd done that this time, he'd have found Danny putting the  prick to his son's mother, found his son with his cock buried in  his wife's cunt.  

"Wow, mom," Nikki said, "but you look great, Difference,  like."  

Did it show, Betty wondered.  Could somebody just look at her  and tell she had just come from committing incest with her boy?   Maybe it was stamped on her face like some horrible mark of  betrayal.  

I know what it is," her daughter said brightly.  "It's your  hair; you're wearing it loose down your back.  You ought to keep  it like that, mom-- real groovy."  

Betty relaxed, and her son grinned across the table at her.   She found it difficult to meet his eyes, and was certain that  she blushed too often for comfort.  She had done it, or rather,  it had been done to her, at least the first time.  But she had  actually screwed Danny and reveled in her wanton behavior;  Betty couldn't quite believe it.  

Watching her young daughter, she knew a stab of shame, and  the usual appreciation of the girl's fresh and elfin beauty.   Nicole was a lovely little doll, and would soon be grown to  womanhood.  Physically, Nikki was already a female, and no doubt  boys were already besieging her.  

Blinking and turning her face away, Betty wondered how on  earth she could eve bring herself to discipline her child for  staying out late, or possibly letting some eager boy paw her  sweet young body when he brought her home from a date.  biting  her lip, Betty thought that the child might have already-- that  Nikki could possibly have-- but no; just because her brother was  so sexually advanced for his age didn't mean that the girl  wasn't still virgin.  

She looked up and Danny winked at her.  Betty flushed again  and took a long swallow of her soft drink.  There was just a  touch of arrogance to Danny's look now, a shade of certainty and  a glimmering of the conquering male.  He had the right to be  pleased, she admitted; he had gambled and won.  

But if Betty continued to take chances with him, she could  lose everything.  She loved her husband; yes-- she really  loved Chad and was comfortable with him.  Like an old shoe is  comfortable?  She looked into her glass where ice cubes accused  her.  No, not like that; they had enjoyed a lot of good,  exciting sex together, right from the time when he had married  her at sixteen, right from the time when he had married her at  sixteen.  It was just that lately, as the years kept whipping by  with frightening speed-- they kind of got bored with each  other.  It was the sameness, she thought, the habit patterns.  

She sat bolt upright.  Had Chad ever taken a mistress?  He  was a tall and handsome guy, and it stood to reason that other  women looked at him and wondered how he would be in bed, if he  could screw with love and excitement.  Had her husband been  fucking some other woman -- or women -- for some time now?   Maybe that's why he had cooled toward her.  

He'd put it to her only this morning, she thought, and felt  ashamed for rationalizing her own guilt, for projecting her own  sins upon poor Chad.  Even if he had been playing around, it  wasn't with his own daughter.  Even if he was screwing somebody  else, the girl wasn't Linda or Nikki, and infidelity wasn't the  same as incest.  Not by a long shot.  

"Good, mom," Danny said, and she focused upon his face with  some surprise.  He said, "Great sandwiches.  Anything we can do  to help you around the house this afternoon?"  

"Hey," Nikki said, getting quickly up from the table.  "Speak  for yourself.  I have to get over to the pool.  I mean, all the  kids were talking about going swimming today and--" 

"Go ahead," Danny said.  "I'll give mom a hand."  

"Good," Nikki said, and hurried from the kitchen and from the  house.  

The front door slammed after her.  

Danny said, "We' alone again."  

"Now look," Betty said, "don't start anything else, Danny  Maddox.  Do you understand?  That could just as easily have been  your father coming into the house unexpectedly, and what then?"  

"The same thing."  he said, rising from the table.  "Only a  lot safer; like this time we make it in my room, on my bed.   Dad never comes in there."  

She stared at him.  "I-- you mean that you still-- that you  haven't had enough sex for the day?  That even if I--" 

He patted the front of his shorts.  "I watch you and think of  that marvelous hot pussy, and I get a hard on.  I see you move  your ass and see your big tits jiggle and know it's worse for  me, in one way.  I mean, I get so hot to fuck you again that I  can't wait to be alone with you.  Before, when I only dreamed  about how your cunt would feel, when I only imagined how soft  and wet and wonderful it would be for me in your hairy box, my  prick in there where dad is always sticking his-- well, that was  torture, all right.  But now I know how fabulous your cunt is,  how it feels and tastes, and now I know how you love to be  fucked by me, and I'm going to get all that crazy ass I can.  

When he talked to her that way, she melted in side.  She  looked at the growing lump in his shorts and knew that all Danny  would have to do was touch her wit it, and she'd come apart.   She was turning into some kind of sex maniac, going into heat  when he said anything about sex.  Already to day-- just today?  - - she had been screwed three times and sucked once.  

Betty glanced at the kitchen clock; it was only three p.  m.   They had time for a long, loving session before Chad came home  at six or so.  Maybe Nikki would come back before then, but that  wasn't certain.  She sat hesitating until her son came around  the table and leaned down to kiss her lips.  So soft and young  and sweet his mouth was.  His hand on her upper arm, she got up  and said, " your room, then" 

At the stairs, he had her go first, so that he could follow  behind and stroke the cheeks of her ass.  When she got into the  upper halls, her breasts were rising and falling with such  urgency that it didn't seem possible she had already reached  orgasm so many time today.  It was almost as if she was a virgin  bride, going to Chad for her initial screwing.  Chad had been  gentle and understanding.  He had taken her cherry with a  worshipful kind of tenderness, and she had always loved her  husband for that consideration.  

At her son's bedroom door, she turned and said, "I-- I love  your father, you know."  

"Sure," Danny answered.  "Sure, you do.  I love him, too.   But I love his wife's pussy more, my mother's rich and wild  pussy."  

They were inside, and he took her to his narrow bed and  pushed her gently down upon it to strip away her robe and leave  her naked to his gaze once more; Betty shivered at the touch of  his hands.  

He was standing before her, his feet still planted firmly  upon the floor, and the intriguingly shaped head of his prick  was close to her face.  Betty stared at it in fascination, and  moved her gaze down the length of the shaft to the luxuriantly  haired balls that had already manufactured so much lovely semen  to be jetted into her vagina.  

Danny said softly, "Have you ever gone down on dad?"  

Betty clamped her thighs together.  "I-- why do you want to  know?"  

"Don't be embarrassed, mother.  I've eaten your cunt, and  I'll do it again, and I think that oral sex is the greatest.   Have you ever eaten my father's prick?"  

She turned her face away from him.  "Not-- not really.  I--  well, I kissed it a few times, when we were first married, but  he was-- Chad always seemed anxious to take it away from my lips- -- and put it into my vulva."  

"Eat me, mom," he said then.  "Take my cock into your pretty  mouth and eat it--" 

She trembled.  "I don't know if I can.  I mean, I never did- it--" 

"Not ever to any other guy?"  her son asked.  

She whirled on the bed, angry at him.  "Of course not!  I--  I've never had another man even touch me, except-- you."  

Danny put his hands upon her head as she braced it upon her  palm.  He moved closer, prodding at her, offering the glowing  head of his prick, and she could not refuse it.  It was lovely,  and she wasn't afraid of it.  She fought down the barricades  that had always been erected in her mind, remembering that Chad  had gone down on her many times when they were young, knowing  that this beautiful son of theirs had performed masterful job of  cunnilingus upon her already.  It was only that she had never  taken a penis into her own mouth, and wasn't at all certain how  to go about it.  

Her son moved again, and she felt the faint stickiness of the- pre-seminal fluid upon the tip of his glans.  Betty kissed the  little mouth and tasted the musk, the vague saltiness of the  juice, and found it good.  Pursing her lips, she opened them and  allowed the head of Danny's prick to slide inside them.  

"Oh mom," he breathed, and she stared at the curling hairs,  the rich, light chocolate brown pubic hairs that made a  beguiling vee around the base of his cock.  "Oh, mom-- just lick  it and bit it, and then suck my prick until I come.!"  

Betty reached her left hand out and turned the palm up to cup  her son's balls.  The head of his cock was past her teeth now,  and he was urging it even further.  She touched the tip of her  tongue into the sticky little slot and curled it around the  shaping of the glans itself.  Excitement raced roaring through  her mind and turned on every sensual switch in her body.  She  wanted this penis-- wanted it wit a maddening need she could not  understand just then.  

Gulping, Betty pulled Danny's strong, hard prick far into her  mouth, drawing it across her tongue and sliding it along the  velvet of her mouth's roof.  The head choked her throat, and she  had to pull back a little, but she began to suck lustily upon  it, eating prick for the first time in her life.  

And it was good, good to feel the squirming of her crotch, to  know the movement of his balls within her hand, to taste his  cock and his eagerness.  Betty let go his balls and put her hand  upon the modeled cheek of his ass, urging him to her as she  lowered her head to the pillow.  

Without taking his delectable cock from her lips, Danny  climbed upon the bed with her, swinging one knee across her  chest so that he could sit lightly upon her body, her tits  flattened by the cheeks of his ass.  She caressed those downy  cheeks as she sucked hungrily upon her son's wet prick, and  reveled in the intimate closeness of his testicles upon her  chin.  

Danny fondled her face with his fingertips, petted her cheeks  as the suction indented them, ran his thumbs tenderly over her  eyelids.  "Wow, mom-- I didn't have to tell you anything.   You're a natural cocksucker, and you're giving great head.  Man-   oh man, man!  I've always wanted you to eat my prick, too.  I  nearly freaked out, thinking about how I'd stroke my cock into  your hot mouth like this, how your tits would feel under my ass-   oh mother, mother!!"  

She gnawed upon his staff, sucked his head and let go to  tickle it with her tongue, and Betty found that the longer she  worked upon her son's penis, the farther she could take it into  her throat, where it seemed to thrill him more.  Digging her  fingernails into his taut and thrusting buttocks, Betty pulled  him deeper into her mouth, biting and licking and sucking.  

He mind was spinning hotly, and she was panting for breath in  the exertions of sucking off her boy, and even though she dimly  realized that she would soon experience the ejaculation of his  semen into her mouth, Betty didn't attempt to withdraw.  She  loved it too much; the feel and flavor, the movement and ardor  of her son's prick was so exciting.  Writhing, rubbing her  thighs together, her fingers digging into the cleft of his young  ass, Betty ate and sucked, pulled and licked, and when she felt  him stiffening out, when she heard him gasping she began to  siphon upon his cock with all the suctioning power she could  muster.  

"Mom-- Mom!  I'm going to let it go into your throat!! I'm  coming, mother-- I'm shooting off inside your mouth-- oh suck  me, suck me!"  

Danny caught her head between his hands and shoved his hard  prick to the balls inside her mouth.  She felt the spongy head  of it flex, felt it expand, knew the marvelous sensation of the  hot, thick spurting of her son's come as it drenched her throat  and filled her mouth.  It lay creamy and musky upon her tongue,  and oyster-like along the roof of her mouth.  

Clinging to his ass, Betty swallowed the juicy stuff, drank  down the luscious and foamy liquids that came from the balls  that were heaving against her face.  She continued to suck the  head of his prick, her throat gulping convulsively as his come  lessened in its spurts.   

"Great, mom, " he moaned, rubbing his crotch into her chin.   "Oh, you're wonderful-- you're terrific!  I love you-- your tits  and your ass and your cunt, and I love your hot mouth, too!"  

"Ummm," she said, around his exquisite penis, and sucked it  until it was dry, fondling the cheeks of his ass all the while.   There was a potent heat built up within her cunt, and she felt  steamy between her thighs, felt the fiery need pulsing there and  thought she might reach orgasm herself, without anything ever  having touched her pussy.  

Danny pulled his penis slowly from her mouth, and pushed his  knees back so he could lie on top of her body.  Betty ground her  wet mound into the hard length of his cock and rubbed her tits  across his chest.  He placed his mouth upon hers, ran his tongue  into her lips and felt around the interior of her mouth.  She  knew what he was doing, realized that he was seeking the spices  of his own semen in the residual flavors left within her  cheeks.  

She reached frantically for his cock, caught it and tried to  insert it into her quivering vulva.  Danny resisted, but she got  the head of it into her slippery labia and wiggled violently to  seat his penis into the yearning cavity of her vagina.  

"Oh lord, oh Lord!"  she panted huskily.  "I'm so hot so  hot!  I need you, darling-- I need your hard young prick!  Oh  stick it to you mother, darling-- fuck you mommy, fuck,  fuck!!"  

He fed it up into her sheath, and the first sliding of the  velvet rod across her clit made her heave and fall back, her  heart pounding wildly.  

Danny said, "I wanted to eat your pussy, first, but if you've  got to have it, if you have to be fucked right away--" 

"Yes-- oh yes!"  she cried out, bucking beneath his pelvis,  riding upward over his stiff cock and making his balls touch the  crack of her seesawing ass.  " I can't stand not having your  prick now-- in men, in your mother-- screw your mom, Danny!  Ram  your hard young cock up into your mother's cunt!  Deep--  deeper!  Screw me faster, darling-- I'm about to come-- to come-   oh OH!"  

She shuddered in the strong explosion of her climax, moaned  and ripped at his beautiful naked back with clawed fingers and  pumped her cunt frantically on his rod.  Wonderful-- enchanted--  crazy!  All these things and much, much more; somehow brutal and  somehow tender, and to be fucked by her son was the best  possible fucking by anyone.  

But Danny hadn't come again; there simply hadn't been time  for him to build up another ejaculation since the magnificent  one he'd just loosed within her throat.  She relaxed under him,  her ass going slack, her eyes closing in the gratified warmness  of her completion.  

He wouldn't allow her to remain quiet, to drift into sleep.   He son withdrew from her cunt, pulled his still hard cock from  the jealous gripping of her pussy and lifted his body from  between her legs gone limp and weak.  

Danny lay beside her for only a few moments, his hands  playing into the dripping hairs of her mound, drawing the slimy  juices up into the playful patterns across the skin of her lower  belly.  Everything he did to her, every move, each touch-   everything was stimulating.  

He pushed one hand beneath the small of her back, worked his  forearm under her body and lifted her bodily, turning her belly  over to his.  His other hand pushed her upright, and Danny  worked her knees so that one was on each side of him as he lay  upon his back.  

"This way, mother," he said.  "Sit on my belly and let me  feel your wet pussy against my skin.  I want to just feel you  all over, your beautiful thighs, the lovely cheeks of your ass,  to run my hands over your slippery belly like this-- oh wow,  wow!"  

She smiled down at him.  "do anything you want to me, my  darling.  Do everything to me.  I'm yours now-- every inch of my  body is yours, my handsome son: my legs and my breasts; my belly  and ass and my pussy.  You're my son and my master; you're my  lover and husband."  

"Your husband," he said, caressing her thighs, moving  sinuously against her humid mound.  "Your husband is my father,  and he stuck his fat prick into this gorgeous cunt and fucked it  until he packed you full of his come.  One sperm got into your  womb and made me.  It's his cunt, but now it's also mine.  I  came out of it, and now I come into it, and if I could I'd crawl  all the way up into this hot and glorious cunt and curl up there  again."  

Betty said, trembling, "You-- you drive me crazy, talking  that way."  

Danny took he ass in both hands and lifted her up, moved her  mound from his belly to his chest.  "But you love it."  

"I love it," she said.  

"Does he ever talk like that to you?"  

"No, she said, "your father is kind of conventional about  sex."  

Danny stroked her ass, rolled his upper body so that his  chest ground across her labia.  "But he screws you pretty good;  I saw some of that this morning."  

"He-- he screws me all right," she said.  "I mean, I thought  it was perfect until you did it with me.  but that doesn't  mean I don't love your daddy; it doesn't mean that I don't come  with him; I do."  

He son lifted her again, slid her pussy close to his face.   He said, "Of course you do, but we're turned on to each other  now, and we'll keep fucking."  

"Of course," she said, shivering at the tingle of his hot  breath in her pubic hair.  

"Just inch on up," he said, "and sit down on my face.  Just  lower that fabulous pussy right down over my mouth, and I'll eat  you until you say enough, or faint, or something."  

Betty stared down at his intent face, at his parted lips  where the tip of his red tongue showed.  Obediently she knelt  above his head, and with some trepidation, lowered her crotch  gently down to his mouth.  

Danny's hands caught her thighs and pulled her snugly to  him.  She flinched when the heat of his mouth touched her labia,  quivered as his tongue lapped along the eager slot of her  vulva.  Then that tongue slid into her vagina, inflamed her  clitoris and spread its tantalizing caresses throughout her  feverish notch.  

Straddling his face, Betty pressed her inner thighs closely  about her son's head and began to rock back and forth upon the  furnace of his mouth.  He teeth pressed her cunt lips, raked  gently into the entrance to her vagina.  Then Danny had her  clitoris, but he wouldn't tease it for more than a few seconds  at a time.  

It was as if he was actually devouring her pussy.  He even  used his hands to squeeze the lips outward so that he could suck  it like an orange, pulling its succulent juices into his mouth  and letting them run down his throat.  His tongue was constantly  moving, moving; it lapped into her hot and dewy well, licked up  to the clit, withdrew to slide fondly in and out of the  trembling labia.  

Betty ground it into this mouth, putting more pressure as she  became less afraid of hurting him.  She wiggled her ass and  hunched her pelvis, and felt like a wanton, gelt gloriously  debauched, and the tingling that warned of her orgasm was fast  approaching.  

So she put one hand up on her son's forehead and leaned back,  reached back with the other hand to capture the charming  stiffness of his penis.  She worked her fingers up and down on  his prick, and worked her pussy into his face, using the most  lewd fucking motions, and the thrills leaped along her belly and  caused her entire cunt to contract.  

"Oh-- Oh-- Danny!  Oh my love, my darling son!  Mother's  coming, coming-- oh, Danny-- eat your mommy's pussy!  Make me  come and come and never stop!"  

He moaned into her rippling cunt and Betty's head lashed  back, then forward and she had to let go his cock.  She melted,  collapsed, and her son eased her over onto her side, still  kissing her vulva.   

                          Chapter 4 
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Dinner was a disaster, but Chad didn't seem to notice, and  neither did little Nicole.  Betty was on edge, fumbling her  silverware, pushing food around on her plate.  She avoided  looking at her son as much as possible, and when her husband  said something to her, she either talked too much or missed his  meaning.  

Lord, she thought; ;she was tired.  It was a good kind of  weariness, but she felt as is she could just lie down on the rug  and sleep for at least a week.  There had been so much intense  living compressed into the past few hours, and so much uprooting  of all her former morals, those standards she had thought so  firmly entrenched.  

Guiltily, she chanced a look at her husband through lowered  lashes, but Chad was busy with his desert, and she couldn't  remember serving it.  She had been laid by him only this  morning, screwed once by her lawful wedded husband.  Then his  son had fucked her several times, and gone down on her, and she  had eaten the boy's penis.  It was fantastic, some creation our  of Arabian Nights, and she wanted to think it had really been a  dream.  

But her tired body told her the truth, and her over  stimulated tissues reminded her that she had been swept to  fabulous heights of passion and fulfillment.  But in incest, she  thought; in taboo rites with her own blood.  If Chad knew---he  would beat her senseless, and Danny, too.  Then he would  probably throw both of them out into the street and file for  divorce.  

Betty shivered; Chad could ruin her in a courtroom, and there  d be no question of his custody of Nikki.  Her older daughter,  Betty thought: oh good lord, Linda; what would she think of a  mother who had been caught screwing Linda's seventeen year old  brother?  

"Got a chill, dear?  Chad's voice was solicitous.  

She blinked at him.  "What?  Oh-- oh no; just the sherbet, I  guess.  

He stood up.  "Come on, Betty.  You seem a little pale, and I  think it would do us both good to hit the bed early for a  change.  The kids have just volunteered to run the dishwasher."  

"Did we?"  Nikki asked, tilting her elfin face to one side.   "I didn't hear me."  

"Come on, Nikki, " Danny said.  "Mom deserves a break."  

Chad stared at them and reached for her arm.  "Nikki seems  normal, but Danny must have caught the germ, whatever it is."  

Danny shrugged.  "It just seems to me that mom should get a  little more help from us all.  Good night, mother; see you  tomorrow, when you're feeling better.  In the morning."  

She didn't dare look at him.  In the morning, he said, making  it plain that he would be eager for her body the, and ready to  make lover to her once more.  The boy was insatiable, she  thought, and felt a tiny lift of arousal because he craved her  fucking so much, when he could instead be out sticking that  lovely meat to any number of young and willing girls.  

Meekly, she walked ahead of Chad, climbing the stairs.  She  jumped when he touched her butt, and he laughed behind her.  Oh  no, she hoped; not from him again so soon; not tonight, after  she had been so thoroughly and almost continually screwed by her  son all day long.  Beside, she didn't know how she was going to  react to her husband's sexual advances; she might very well  crumble and confess all to him, or simply fly into a fine case  of hysterics.  

Would Chad know?  Could he tell?  Maybe her vagina had been  loosened by so much intercourse, or maybe she had run out of  lubrication for it.  If her vagina stayed dry inside, was that a  sign that she had been doing too much screwing?  

In their bedroom, she caught up her robe and slippers.  "A  bath," she mumbled, "need a quick bath, dear."  

"Sure," he said, his face puzzled as he sat on the edge of  their bed to take off his shoes.  

Their bed; the same bed where Danny Maddox had sneaked his  first piece of ass from his mother, making her believe in her  warm drowsiness that Chad had returned to fuck her some more.   That bed would never be the same for her now.  And neither would  Danny's room, or the bathroom she was going into.  There were  only three or four more rooms where she hadn't screwed her son,  and after them, the entire house would be contaminated by their  forbidden copulations.  

She stood on the bathmat and stared down at it.  Right there,  she had spread her thighs for him, and he had wanted to fuck her  the same way his daddy did it, on top and with her long legs  thrown passionately around him.  

Betty took a long time in her bath, letting the hot water  soak into her flesh, soaping her body over and over again.   Through the wall in her bedroom, she heard the small radio  going, and knew that Chad hadn't fallen asleep, as she'd hoped  he would.  She dried carefully and took a cleansing douche,  talcumed herself out of habit and put her robe back on.  The,  because there was not other way to delay the move, she went back  into the bedroom and climbed into the bed with Chad.  

"Damn," he said, "I thought you were going to take forever."  

"Sorry," she said, and put her back to him.  

"Hey," he aid, and kissed the back of her neck, nuzzling into  the tender skin there and the soft curling of her nape hair.   His hands slid around her and cupped her breasts.  

This was the moment of truth, Betty thought; this was the  time when she would know, and she caught her breath, held it to  find out her reaction.  Her nipples stiffened as Chad rolled  them between his fingers, and it seemed as if her entire breasts  swelled.  Not cold, she thought, but suddenly warm again-- not  withdrawn, but responding swiftly and with such a wave of lust  that she was surprised by it, and checked the involuntary  movement of her ass.  

"That's more like it, " he breathed into her ear.  "That's my  loving wife."  

"You---you're a little more loving than usual, aren't  you?"  

He said.  "Ain't it nice?"  and pushed the thickness of his  expanded staff into the crack of her ass, nestling it up and  down in the hairy cleft and shoving his balls against the  smoothness of her thighs.  

Up against her ass, the same way his son-- her son-- had  made his first try at screwing her this morning; her husband,  Danny's father, hunching longingly to her tail, rubbing his  heavy penis into her, needing, wanting her.  

O course she could fuck him, and of course she would.  Not  only because it was her wifely duty, but also because she was  eager for him, and wanted him, too.  It was wild, she thought;  it was crazy, but it seemed that the more she was screwed, the  more she wanted it.  Suppose she had turned nymphomaniac at this  time of her life?  

Enjoy it, she thought, and opened her thighs for her husband  to slide his big cock between them.  He rubbed it along the  length of her labia, and Betty felt the heat of her steamy  response.  Chad had a wonderful prick, too-- it was hard and  massive and he used it well.  She was lucky to have him, to be  so needed.  

Reaching down, Betty found his cock with her fingers and  steered the bulbous head of it into her hairy entranceway of her  vulva.  Chad's hands tightened on her tits as he shoved his  prick strongly up into the receptive, oily slit, and her labia  stretched to take him in, her ass rolled and hiked seductively.  

Then she did something different.  With her husband's hard  staff locked into the hot sheathing of her cunt, Betty slid her  hand away from his balls and brought it instead to caress her  torrid mound.  As Chad fucked into her pussy with long, sensuous  rod, along the velvet skin of it turned greasy from its dipping  into her love salves.  

It thrilled Chad; he wiggled more, grunted into her ear and  played with her tits.  She probed farther up, following the  sliding prick until she found the hood that protected her  clitoris.  Her finger followed the working prick, moved  searchingly along her stretched cunt lips and burrowed itself  into the tender tissues surrounding the clit.  

The thick penis slid in and out, and she played teasingly  with her clitoris as the meaty staff passed it.  The sensation  was terrific, and Betty wondered why she had never thought of  checking it out before now.  But then, she had never been so  constantly and completely aroused before now, either.  Fucking  had been good before, where now it was sensational.  

Arching her ass, Betty brought her other hand around and took  his swinging balls, squeezed them and played with them as Chad  screwed her, as he laid his thick cock up into the glad gripping  of her pussy.  Betty masturbated in sexy luxury, being fucked at  the same time, fondling prick and balls and her own cunt-- and  it was ecstatic.  

"Oh Chad, Chad," she moaned.  "Oh my darling husband-- fuck  me, fuck me!"  

"Yes, baby!"  he panted into her ear.  "Yes, darling-- I'm  fucking you, and about to come!"  

"Come!"  she said loudly.  "Come into me and let me feel that  hot juice wash my cunt."  

"Ahh!"  he said, and let it go.  "Ahh-- baby, baby!"  

It hosed sweetly within her laboring pussy, creamy and  boiling, and Chad kept stroking it into his released semen.  He  always did that, she knew, kind of screwing into the extra  lubrication caused by his own come.  

His son was different; Danny sort of froze when he came,  going all still and static.  She could compare them now, their  actions when they screwed, the way they came, the sizes of their  pricks.  Betty knew them both well.  

Her finger quivered against her clitoris and that seat of  passion shook like a reed in a high wind.  The prick flexed  again within her cunt, and she rolled it, then tightened her  thighs and found herself carried along in a gushing tornado of  rapture.  

"Ooohhh!"  she cried.  "Oohhh Chad-- I'm coming, too!  It's  so wonderful-- so--- Ohhhhh!"  

She was drowsy when he took his penis from her, but wiggled  as it slipped out to leave a sticky path down her thigh.   Sleepily, she murmured, "That was good, Chad."  

"It was more than good, baby; it was great.  You-- I never  knew you to play with yourself like that while I was putting it  to you.  That excited me."  

"Excited me, too," she said, rolling over and putting her  arms around him, putting her crotch to he so she could feel the  softening of his prick against her belly.  "Love you, Chad."  

"I love you," he said, and snuggled her, pressing her tits  flat against his chest.  

All her fears had been for nothing, Betty thought.  Sex with  her husband had been better, and for both of them.  The breaking  down of old restraints had released her, made her more honest in  her desires and slaking of them.  She was more alive, much more  excitable, and with Danny's entrance into her pussy, she had  uncovered a flaming core of sensuality only suspected before.  

But Chad-- she couldn't just say to him right out: look here,  darling husband of mine, I have been fucking our son, and what's  more, I've gone down on his marvelous young cock and swallowed  his bursting come.  That's more than I ever did with you, isn't  it?"  

Betty listened to Chad's breathing grow deeper, heard the  pattern of it slow and knew her husband was falling asleep.  She  wanted to tell him, truly bring it out into the open and confess  what she had been doing.  But she couldn't; she just could not  say it.  

She held him as he slept, and wondered when or it she would  ever get the courage.  Then she thought it was probably a lot  better that Chad didn't know.  He had always been so  conservative about sex, even more so than she.  He couldn't  possibly accept something as wild as incest between her and his  boy.  

It would be nice if he could and did.  Betty drifted into a  warm place where Chad and Danny both smiled at her, where each  accepted the other as an equal to share in Betty's love.  Like  those stories about wife swapping, she thought, only better  because it was closer and more intimate in the same family.  

But if she fucked Danny, then Chad should be able to screw  Linda or even Nicole.  If the mother could fuck her son, then  the father should certainly fuck the daughter.  But Linda was  happily married, and had never shown the slightest inclination  to stray from her marital path, much less ever cast covetous  eyes at her daddy.  And Nikki-- little Nicole was only a child,  only fifteen years old.  

Danny was only seventeen.  

Different, she thought, turning over in bed, moving away from  contact with her husband's sleeping body; Danny was different--  he was so much more intense, so devoted, so imaginative.  He was  different from his sisters, and just because two people in the  same close family somehow developed an incestuous relationship,  that was no reason the other three should become involved.  

Betty sighed, put a forearm across her eyes and tried to  force sleep.  Still, it would be nice if Danny and Chad could  both fuck her-- more or less openly.  It would be a crazy  sensation, to turn from one set of arms right into the other, to  have one stiff prick taken from her throbbing cunt and have  another stiff cock replace it, almost without losing a stroke.  

They could all three be naked, and both me fuck her, taking  turns kissing and holding her and sliding those marvelous pricks  into her pussy.  

She could go down on them, surprising the hell out of Chad  since she had never eaten his prick before, and they could both  fuck her and suck her and take their fill of her willing body.  

Twice loved, twice adored-- and could it ever be possible for  the two of them to have her at one time?  Betty lowered her arm  and stared up at the dark ceiling.  Did anybody really have an  orgy like that, just doing whatever they wanted to, screwing and  eating and taking turns?  No, she thought-- not in turn, but  both a once.  A prick in her pussy and a cock in her mouth.   Why not, why not?? 

She trembled, sat up and pushed her feet over the edge of the  bed.  

Chad mumbled and rolled over, then picked up the slow rhythm  of his breathing.  He husband was asleep, but sleep wouldn't  come to her, although she had been tired since dinner or  before.  Maybe a glass of hot milk, she thought, and slipped on  her robe.  Padding barefoot down the stairs, she felt her way  into the kitchen and turned on the light' 

Then she gasped and pressed the back of her hand to her mouth  in shock.  Danny was sitting in a chair at the table, blinking  up at her.  

"Better click off the light," he said.  

She said, "What-- what are you doing here?"  

"Waiting for you," he said.  "I couldn't sleep, thinking of  you in there with Dad.  Did he fuck you again?"  

Betty bit her lip.  "That doesn't matter.  I just came down  for some warm mil, and--" 

"He did," Danny said, watching her eyes.  "He did screw you.   Is his stuff still in you, still juicy in your cunt, mother.?"  

"I--" Betty clicked off the light and stood in the dark,  lowering her voice.  "I have to go now; goodnight, Danny."  

He was on her before she could get back through the doorway.   His voice was soft at her ear, his hands firmly upon her waist.   "No, mom-- don't go yet.  You couldn't sleep and neither could  I; so let's have a goodnight fuck, right here."  

"Danny-- your father's upstairs and your sister--" 

But he was pushing her gently into the kitchen, and she felt  the edge of the table bump against the backs of her thighs.  She  said: "Oh, we can't; we can't!!"  

He lifted her easily, sat her upon the table.  "We can and we  will.  Let me pull your robe back-- ahhh-- your legs are so  wonderful, so soft and smooth, and here's your beautiful,  thickly haired cunt.  It's still wet, mother."  

"On the-- the table?  she breathed.  

"Just right," he said.  "See, I'll step in between your legs  and put my prick right here, and you can wrap your legs around  me.  Did you put them around daddy when he fucked you a few  minutes ago?"  

She was shaking.  "No-- I had him screw me the same way you  did, that first time, from the back."  

Danny felt over her cunt, felt into it, and lowered his face  to kiss her tits.  Around a nipple, he said, "Feels great  inside.  He came in there, and it feels wonderful.  I can't wait  to get my own prick in where his just was."  

Betty put her arms around her son's shoulders as he moved  between her widespread thighs, and his mouth rested lightly upon  her lips.  Probing the distended head of his hard penis for the  already frothy opening of her cunt, he said, "Fuck him good,  every time; make him come a lot.  I'm not jealous of him, mother- - really I'm not.  I love him and I love you, and I want the two  of you of fuck each other all you can.  I just-- I just want to  fuck you with him, I guess."  

"Oh, my darling," she aid, before his tongue entered her  mouth and his cock shoved into the wet, slippery entrance to her  vagina.  They felt alike-- her wonderful son and herself--  thought alike, needed the same sensual things, even if those  goals were impossible.  

In his cock went, sliding deep and penetrating; longer than  his father's prick, harder in its overwhelming need.  The staff  was rigid and the head pulsing, and he moved his hands around,  over he hips and down to caress the cheeks of her ass as he fed  the beautiful meat steadily in and out of her adoring cunt.  

He kissed her and met her tongue, then eased his mouth away  to whisper in ; her ear: "Mother, my sweet and beautiful mother  with the hot, wet pussy.  Ahh, oh- -did you come with him?"  

"Yes," she whispered back, "oh yes.  I masturbated while he  was fucking me, and that turned both of us on even more.  It was  wild and debauched, and we enjoyed it so much.  He-- I think it  shocked him a little, though.  Oh Danny-- I love your prick so  much!"  

He ground his pelvis into hers, and the overflow juices of  her cunt, mixed with his father's semen, turned their pubic  nests creamy and soggy.  She wiggled on his sliding rod,  squirmed at each thrust into her jellied vagina, and it was  terrific, all over again.  She curled her legs around his slim  waist and put her ear to his mouth so she could listen to her  horny boy, her mother-fucking son, tell her how beautiful and  hotly desirable she was.  

Danny told her, too: "Sweet cunt-- hot pussy all greasy  inside.  Oh, I love your legs around me when we fuck, mom.  All  my life, I've wanted your legs around me and my aching prick up  your juicy and fantastic cunt.  I was never jealous of dad--  only envious; I need to fuck you, too-- and I want to make you  come the way he does, but over and over and hotter and hotter--" 

"My son," she gasped, "oh my stiff-dicked son and lover, my  horny boy-- oh, I'm so glad you're fucking me, and I'd like-- I  want your father to share my cunt with you, too.  But we can't--  not now, not yet.  Maybe later we can-- ohhh!  Oh lord, that  feels so wonderful, your lovely cock sliding around, your balls  against my ass---" 

"Mom, mom," he panted, clenching his fingers strongly into  the tender cheeks of her ass, "ah, my mother-- my bitchy, hot  pussy mother-- wow, oh wow!"  

He was going rigid, his voice rasping in his throat, and  Betty hurried the twisting of her cunt too match his fast  approaching climax, to meet the jet of his magnificent semen as  it shot forth from the thrusting head of his young, hard prick.  

She made it.  Just as the first spurt of hot juice fountained  into her vagina to mix with the residue of his father's come,  Betty ground her thrumming clit against his pelvis, along the  pounding staff and came with him.  

"Ahh!  Ahh!  I'm coming, I'm coming!  Darling, darling--" she  rocked on the tabletop and clamped her legs violently around his  sweaty waist.  

"Mom-- sweet mom-- ahh---it's loading your pussy; it's mixing  with dad's stuff-- all hot and slippery and so great I can't  stand it!  Ohh-- ahhh-hot and juicy, and your soft ass, and your  big tits-- I wish I could fuck you forever and ever."  

You can, my love.  You will.  We'll find times and places  like this.  And in the morning-- oh, come to me in the morning,  soon as your father goes in to take his shower."  

He backed regretfully from between her thighs, and Betty  dropped her legs.  "Yes," he said, "in the morning, while he's  so close and yet he doesn't know what's going on, won't know  that I'm fucking the cunt he thinks is only his.  It's good to  kind of sneak your pussy from dad, but I wish we could share it,  up front and right out in the open."  

She; kissed him, finding his face in the dark as she lowered  herself from the top of the kitchen table.  His prick was still  hard against her belly, and she petted it with one hand, loving  its drippy head, its balls, everything about it.  And loving her  son more deeply than she could ever have believed possible.  

It was so much more complete, she thought, knowing now that  no mother could love as she did; unless she had eagerly and  lustfully fucked her own son.  To hold was love, to pamper, to  discipline was love'; to care for and to feed, to teach and to  fondle was love; but to fuck, to give the ultimate in happiness  , to eat and give the most intimate in rapture-- this was the  love that began where the others ended.  

"Good night, son," she said, and left him to go upstairs and  climb into her husband's bed, his father's bed.  Now she would  sleep.  



                          Chapter 5 

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Chad didn't screw her the next morning.  She woke long before  he did, and rubbed herself against him in voluptuous warmth; she  even played with his prick for awhile, but Chad only mumbled and  stirred beneath the sheet.  When he did come to, it was just to  grunt out of bed and head for the toilet.  

Disappointed, Betty lay quietly in the blacked-out bedroom,  glad that they both wanted their sleeping area cut off from any  light that would disturb them and cause them to awaken too  early.  She lay on her back, wondering if Danny was in the room  yet, or if he was waiting for the sound of the shower before he  would sneak in and crawl into bed with her.  

So much, so often, she thought; only yesterday, she would  have kept track of the number of times she was screwed in any  given month.  Very easily, she could have counted them-- on the  fingers of one hand.  Now when was confused.  She'd been fucked  so many times she'd stopped tabulating the score, and if there  was any nicer kind of forgetfulness, Betty didn't know it.  

The shower went on, loud in the morning stillness, and she  felt her nipples rising.  Danny, she thought: where was her son  Danny?  Surely not oversleeping, when he promised to creep into  her bed.  

he touched her tit, and she damned near jumped off the bed.   "Shhh," he hissed.  "I've been lying on the rug on your side of  the bed, just waiting.  Slide over a little and I'll get in."  

"Be quiet," she warned, "oh, do be careful."  Her heart was  leaping at the touch of him, at the rattle of water in the  shower stall just inches from her head.  

Her son slid beneath the sheet and began to kiss her tits,  running his hot tongue over the hard nipples and biting tenderly  upon the swollen mounds themselves.  She rolled to him and Danny  lifted his face to her, pressed his stiff penis against the  velvet skin of her trembling belly.  His lips reached her ear  and tickled there, warm and whispering; "How dies he shower--  soap all over?"  Dies he make suds over his balls and cock, then  rinse off?  He's hairy, I know-- but is he real hairy in the  crotch?"  

"Yes," she answered, "thick hair, but springy and curled.   Shh, darling; if he heard us--" 

"He didn't fuck you," he said.  

"No," Betty said.  "He was in a hurry this morning and  besides, we don't screw all that often any more; not the way we  used to when we were young and first married."  

He had his hand between her thighs, feeling and stroking, and  Betty lifted her left leg to place it over Danny's slim, silken  body.  His prick bent down and shoved thrillingly along the hairy  nest of her vulva, lying lengthwise along the dampening lips of  her labia.  So soon, she though; so much constant fucking and  still she craved more.  She wanted him to screw her so much that  she was willing to gamble her marriage in this bed, here and  now.  

Water rained in the shower stall, and through the wall, Betty  could hear Chad humming as he bathed.  Chad's son nudged the  head of his hard cock into her pussy lips and urged it inside.   She wiggled her ass and helped to seat it firmly into her  snatch, putting her hands on Danny's buttocks, sliding one arm  under him and the other over his slim waist.  His adorable  pecker sunk into her, slid hungrily into her cunt, their pubic  mounds coming together as she snuggled her son close, very  close.  

She murmured to him, "Your father is rubbing soap over his  hairy body right now-- slide that hard young prick into your  mama, sweetheart.  Just through that wall, he's standing naked  and the water is running off his crotch, while your crotch is  tight against your mother's vulva baby.  He doesn't know we're  fucking; he doesn't know that his son-- our son-- is fucking his  wife.  He trusts me, because he knows I've never cheated on  him.  I never wanted to, before now.  Oh Danny, my son-- fuck me  more and more!"  

"So good," he whispered.  "so soft and hot inside, and I dig  it when your belly slides over mine like this.  I enjoy screwing  you in secret.  You have the greatest pussy, the hottest,  silkiest cunt in the world.  I don't know how dad can not fuck  it, every day and night."  

Betty rolled her hips, worked her belly across Danny's flat  tummy, felt his sweet and symmetrical balls on her thigh.  His  hard cock was a slow piston within her vagina, stroking her  clit, probing far back to the cup of her womb.  She said, "Your  father is tired of my pussy."  

"I'll never get tired of it," he promised.  "No more than I  could be bored with the sky or the sea or living itself.  Your  cunt is the most important thing in the world to me mother.  I  adore it, I worship it, I want to fuck and fuck and fuck it!"  

"Shh, darling.  Fuck it all you want.  Fuck your mommy's cunt  all you desire-- but quietly, easy; we don't want your daddy to  find out."  

Betty hiked her crotch, drew it back, rode the lancing  thrusts of her son's rigid staff as he fed it steadily into her  vagina.  She clamped it tight, gyrated her hips sot that she  would fell the touch of that glorious prick all over the inner  glove of her pussy.  Waves of carnal passion rolled through her,  rocked he ass and shoved the nipples of her tits into his chest  she hung to the cheeks of his ass, clutched them and pulled him  powerfully into her heaving cunt, grinding and hunching.  

The word hissed out of her, sibilant and low between her  clenched teeth: "Oh, you beautiful mother fucker!  Oh, my hard  cock son, fuck your mamma-- you sneaky little cunt stealer--  shoot it into me-- into-- me-- into me!  Ooohhh!  I can't  stand it!  I'm going out of my mind -- ahh---ooohhh-- Danny, you  wonderful mother fucker!"  

His come burst forth, roared out of the head of his prick to  wash her 

cervix, to inundate the walls of her shuddering pussy, to  make her thrillingly greasy and creamily slick.  Young, eager- semen-- teenage come-- thick and spurting and ecstatic.  Betty's  cunt sucked on the pumping cock and her own orgasm rose swiftly,  so that she bucked on his imbedded tool so hard that the bed  shook and rattled.  

Chad's voice came through the wall: "You okay, Betty?  Is  anything wrong?"  

"N-- no," she called quickly.  "I just-- I just banged my arm  into the wall when I turned over."  

He son stroked his slippery, greasy cock into her slot, each  long move a tantalizing reach that made her tremble.  

"Sure you're all right?"  her husband asked.  

"Fine," she said, "just fine."  

"Fucking fine" her son breathed into her ear.  "Tell daddy  you have a hard cock up your pussy and you're fucking just  fine."  

"Hush," she warned, and listened to the sounds in the  bathroom, a little frightened, but more excited.  She'd like to  say just that, she thought-- she'd get a kick out of seeing  Chad's face if she ever told him that she had another male's  prick in her cunt.  But she couldn't do that; it would ruin  everything, destroy this delicious relationship she had  discovered with her stiff pronged son.  

Swiftly then, she jerked her cunt away from him, snapped his  wet rod out and shoved against his hairless chest.  "He's coming  back!  Get down on the floor, quick-- quick!!"  

Danny slid away, dropped softly to the carpet and she rolled  to her back, pressed a forearm across her eyes and tried to slow  her frantic breathing.  

Her thighs pressed together, and she could feel the warm  seepage of Danny's semen between them; her nipples refused to  soften.  

The door opened, and Chad came to the edge of the bed, sat  down upon it in the room that was now semi-dark; there was light  coming through the partly open door from the bathroom.  Stay  hidden, she though; oh, Danny---keep quiet and stay hidden.  

Chad reached over, dropped an exploring hand that found her  breast and moved up her throat to her face.  Leaning down, he  said, "Sure you didn't hurt yourself?  Sounded like you fell out  of bed.  Maybe you knocked off the lamp on your side.  I'll go see...." 

She clutched his wrist.  "Oh no!  I didn't knock anything  over, just bumped my elbow on the wall, tossing around."  

He tugged.  "Probably dreaming and didn't know what you were  doing.  I'd better check."  

She rolled to him and pressed her face into the shower-damp  stomach; it was hairy and smelled faintly of soap.  She said  into it; " I was dreaming about you.  I mean-- all the things  you and I have never done, never tried.  We're not getting any  younger, to coin a phrase, and maybe-- maybe we've been cheating  ourselves."  

He caressed her head.  "Hey-- that must have been some dream,  to shake you up like this.  What do you mean, the things we  never tried?  Like going to Europe or something?"  

Betty had his attention diverted, and she had to keep it away  from the imaginary lamp accident, had to hold him physically  away from the other side of the bed where their naked son lay in  hiding.  She touched her tongue to his belly hair and felt him  flinch.  

"Hey, Betty---what the hell are you doing?  Look, I have to  grab some toast and coffee, get to work--" 

She knew him too well; she realized he wouldn't forget a  possible broken lamp, that he would fret over a broken bulb or  frayed cord, until he checked it out.  She had to make him  forget it, so that her son would be protected, so that her  marriage would be kept intact.  

"I'm doing something I always wanted to do," she said,  nibbling into this belly with insistent teeth.  "Something I  should have done a lot of years ago- -and would have, except  that I was so worried you might think I was a wanton.  Now--" 

She put her arms around his waist, dipped her face toward his- towel- wrapped hips and pulled away the covering with her  teeth.  

"Hey!"  Chad said, but she wasn't listening any more.  He  smelled of soap and manhood and a new excitement.  Danny was  listening, she knew; their son was only a few feet away, and he  would hear, if not peep at, everything that was going on.  He'd  wanted to watch her screw his father, had he?  She'd give him  something else just as stimulating, and it would sure as hell  take Chad's mind off the lamp.  

She snapped away the towel, and rubbed her mouth, her cheeks  ; and chin, into her husband's crotch, breathing into the furry  tangle of his pubic hair, touching his limp penis with her  lips.  

Chad said, "Betty!  I don't know what's gotten into you-- you  know damned well that you never--" 

She pushed farther down, and his testicles were heavy, only  hanging in their wrinkled sack.  She licked over them, suddenly  opened her lips wide and sucked them into her mouth as if she  was going to crack hem between her teeth.  

Her husband's hands darted to her head, tried to lift her  away, but she felt the tremble of his belly and the lifting of  his cock as it began to stiffen.  Blissfully, she sucked upon  his balls, drew her tongue over them, and felt his prick rise  against her face.  

Betty spit out his balls then, dug her fingernails into his  hips and snapped her mouth over the distended head of his rod.   Bit it was, and spongy, and the flange around it had been soaked  thousands of times in the love oils of her pussy.  But never had  she held it in her lips, or curled her wet tongue around it as  she was doing now.  She bit down on it when Chad tried feebly to  withdraw, and shoved the tips of her tongue into the tiny slot  where fluid was beginning to rise.  

"you-- you can't do this," her husband said above her,  somewhere in the swirling clouds over her busy head.  "Betty,  Betty, darling-- we never-- you couldn't-- ahhhhhh!"  

She drew that lovely blunt end far back into her mouth, moved  it devotedly along the velvet roof of her mouth, moved it back  into the fever of her throat.  Using her tongue as a rammer, she  shoved Chad's prick back to the outer confines of her lips, then  swiftly sucked it back in again, her cheeks indenting with the  power of her pulling.  

"Ummmm," she moaned, and slipped her hands from his hips, one  of them going to his damp balls, the other searching between the  cheeks of his ass to find the wooly ring that was his anus.   She'd never done that, even with Danny, and she didn't know what  impelled her to do it the, except some innate instinct hitherto  wedged deeply within her inner core.  

Sucking, licking, biting at his hard cock, Betty ate her  husband's organ for the first time, realizing that it should  have been done many times before this.  She ought to have  devoured his prick , made it a part of her mouth as it had been  made a vital piece of her cunt.  She had taken his semen and  made it into three beautiful children; ;she could eat it was  well, make it into a love meal for the empty places of her  belly.  

Chad grunted.  "You-- you bitch!  You-- bitch---sucking my  prick!  Never-- my wife-- you never---ahhhhhhhh, your wonderful- cocksucker-- eat my prick; EAT IT UP, YOU BITCH!! SUCK ME  OFF!!!"  

Betty sucked; she drew upon the swollen, leaking head and  slid her mouth up and down, wobbled her face from side to side  so that his now pumping cock could know the fondling of every  hell, every valley of her mouth, her tongue and teeth, her lips  and throat.  

Blindly, she squeezed his balls and bent her head to force  his driving cock farther back into her throat.  He other hand  caressed his asshole, fingered its tip into the hairy ring, and  she sucked, sucked, her head moving more rapidly up and down.  

Chad hesitated, breaking his rhythm, his hands tugging weakly  at her hair, and she wanted to tell him never mind, that she  wanted him to come in her throat, that she wanted to swallow  his spray of semen.  

Shuddering, he jerked his belly into her face, crushed her  head with his hands and gave a great, final lunge of his thick  cock.  His ejaculation was huge, a thundering Vesuvius of semen  that erupted in her throat, hot and heavy and saturating.  Betty  accepted its homage gladly, happily.  She gulped down the rush  of fluids, sucked joyfully upon the flexing head of her  husband's massive prick to drain more the excitingly flavored  stuff.  

As Chad sighed back to rest upon his elbows, she held to his  cock, teasing it with her tongue, and only then did she remember  that their son had probably been watching from the dark corner  of the heaving bed.  Danny had at least heard the sucking  noises, the slippery sounds of wet prick in a hungry mouth; he  had listened tot he rhythm of the bed and to his father's  diminishing protests.  

Danny must have a champion hard on, she thought, and came  very close to giggling around Chad's softening prick, as her  husband said, "I-- I enjoyed that very much, Betty.  And I'm  sorry I called you those names."  

She lifted her mouth from his penis, gave the shrinking head  a last kiss.  "You just called me a bitch and a cocksucker-- and  I am.  It's nice being bitchy, and even nicer to at last suck  your cock."  

"I meant-- oh hell," he said, and she moved her mouth up his  belly to his chest, up his brushy chest to his throat and then  to his chin.  Chad wiggled uncomfortably, and she smiled.  

"Oh no," : she said.  "Don't go all revolted on me now.  I  ate your prick and swallowed your semen, and you loved every  moment of it.  So now you can just taste your own flavors."  

Clamping her mouth over his, she thrust her still oily tongue  deeply into his mouth.  Chad shivered, and that was all; a  moment later, he returned the kiss, sliding his tongue over  hers.  Betty crushed her tits into his chest and began to rub  her wet mound over his thigh.  Now she had an excuse for it to  be wet, and she wondered what her son was feeling then, if he  was going out of his skill with desire.  It was a good thing  that they had already fucked, she thought; otherwise Danny might  be jacking off right now.  

Maybe he was, anyhow; it was possible that he was holding his  tiff cock in his hand and squirming bare-assed on the rug, about  to let go his own orgasm.  That would be a waste.  The precious  fluid should be put into her body.  

Chad pulled back to get his breath.  "Damn; I guess I'll just  call in to the office and tell them I can't make it this  morning."  

She thought of Danny on the floor.  "Oh no, Chad.  Go ahead  to work-- I-- I have an appointment with Miss Carothers,  anyway.  You know---the lady who want me to help with the  charity campaign: I'd rather be here with you, but she'll get  very upset if I'm not on time, and--" 

"Okay," he said.  "I just wanted to lie here and talk with  you about-- well, about what you just did and about how  passionate you're getting lately.  I don't mean you weren't  always hot, but well, it seems as if the past couple of days  have changed you, made you wild."  

She eased off his body, lay back and pulled the sheet over  her legs.  "Are you complaining, Chad?"  

"No," he answered, "oh hell, no.  It's just-- something I  can't figure out."  

She forced a gentle laugh.  "We'll discuss it later.  This  weekend, when we have a lot of time together.  All right?"  

"Sure.  Besides, the kids are home this summer, and-- what  did I do with my towel?  Here it is, on the floor."  He stood  uncertainly beside the bed, then blew a kiss down at her and  went back into the bathroom, closing the bedroom door behind  him.  

Things rattled in the bath, and the toilet flushed.  the bed  sagged, and Betty put out a warning hand to touch her son's  naked body.  When he slid in beside her and snuggled to her  flesh, she whispered---"Keep still and keep quiet.  All your  father's habit patterns were broken just the, and now there's no  telling what he'll do, which way he'll turn, what he'll forget  and have to come back for."  

Danny nuzzled into her hair, breathed into her ear, very  softly: "I peeked from the corner, just lifting my eyes above  your pillow.  I couldn't see much because it's so black in here,  but I could make out the outline of your head and his body, when  you went down on him.  Wow!! All those wet sounds, those eating  noises, and the way the bed was going up and down.  I almost  freaked out."  

"Shhhh," she said, "be quiet."  

They lay softly together, waiting together and Betty knew  they had to work out something, to develop some way of either  bringing Chad into the situation fully, or of hiding it  completely from him.  This was more than dangerous, sharing the  bed with her son while her husband was so close by; this was  foolhardy.  

Chad went down the hallway, down the stairs, and Betty  continued to listen, her heartbeat faster than usual, her pulse  still racing from oral sex and from the fright she had  undergone.  

Danny began to stroke her body, to push his rigid penis  against her leg.  She shook her head and hissed at him: "Wait,  Dammit!  We have to be sure of him; we must be certain your  father isn't going to blow up if he finds out about us.  I don't  know how in the hell we can be sure of that, but--" 

Her son said softly, "He has to be brought in.  I suggest  Linda."  

Betty blinked.  "Linda?  How-- what can she --" 

"She can seduce him," Danny explained.  "My older sister can  get dad to fuck her, and then he'll be too guilty to think of  anything else for awhile."  

Sucking in her breath, Betty said, Linda?"  But what makes  you think she'd do anything like that with your father-- that  your sister would commit incest?"  

She stopped talking, foundering on the shoal of the incestuous image, because she and her son were already into it.  But Linda  was happily married, and she'd never go for her own father, and-   it was an idea, Betty admitted.  It probably was a pretty good  idea, if it could possibly be worked our in detail.  

She said, "How, Danny?  How do we get your sister to lay her  father?"  

He said, "She's been dropping hints; like sex is getting to  be a habit with her husband, like maybe she'd soon try looking  around for a little new romance ."  

Betty frowned.  "But a romance with your father--?"  

"I know my sister," Danny said.  "Better than anybody knows  her; she opens up with me, tells me things that she doesn't  mention to the rest of the family.  No, I don't believe she'd go  for dad right away --- but if I make the right moves and feed  her enough juice, I believe she'll go for me."  

"You?"  Betty sat up in bed, stunned despite the casual tone  that had been coming into the conversation between she and her  son.  "You'd screw Linda, and she'd-- she would let you----?"  

"Just as you did," Danny said.  "She has to get smashed to be  honest, but I think if I can get her to talking about her sex  life and petting her some, and if she thinks we're alone and all  safe, Linda will screw me.  If she doesn't-- I'll rape her, and  once I get my cock into my sweet sister's cunt, she'll forget  about anything else.  She's that much like you, mother.  Now-- I  heard daddy's car pull out of the driveway, so lie back and  relax.  Or do I have to rape you too?"  

Betty lay back upon the pillow.  "You would too-- you horny  little cocksman.  Linda and you, then Linda and her dad.  And  what do I do, all that time?"  

He fingered into her pussy.  "There'll always be some prick  for you..."   



                             Chapter 6
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When Betty gave her younger daughter two dollars and told her to take her friend to the movies, Nikki grabbed the bills and flew out of  the house without argument.  

Danny looked after her, and said, "She's going to get  suspicious, after a while."  

"We'll worry about that when it happens," Betty said.  "Right  now, we have to get the situation ironed out with Linda.  Danny,  are you sure--" 

"Sure as I can be," he said.  "did you call Linda?"  

"While you were taking a bath.  She's on her way over; said  she was bored at home and needed a change."  

Danny laughed.  "I'll try to give her a change, all right.   Linda's about ripe for a new cock, and mine is certainly  available."  

Betty shook her head and poured glasses of cold punch.   Tasting the mix, she made a face.  "How much rum did you put in  this?"  

"The whole bottle," he said.  "Linda never could hold her  juice, and if she get smashed right away, we can get it on that  much sooner.  Otherwise, it's going to be a long, dry weekend,  with dad home all the time and us not able to get together for  even one quick fuck."  

She drank down the cold punch and felt a little shiver in her  tummy.  It was the way her son talked about everything, as if  they were discussing his schoolwork, or the grocery list.  He  was casual about discussing their sex acts, and this plan for  the seduction of his married sister.  

She stared at him as he slouched in the kitchen chair, his  slim, bare legs stuck out, the feathering of hair on them bronzed  by the sun.  The table, she thought; oh lord-- he had screwed her  right on this very table last night, when everyone else in the  house was asleep.  He'd lifted her to the tabletop and spread her  legs to walk in between them with his perpetually hard prick in  his hand.  Her son had fucked her as eagerly as if he'd never  touched her before, and it had been good, wild for both of them.. 

"Where will you-- do it?"  she asked.  "If your sister goes  along, that is."  Betty felt like a procurer, or some equally  bad kind of traitor.  She was helping her daughter to break her  marriage vows, and being instrumental in bringing Linda into  incest.  

"The family room," Danny said.  "I'll get the stereo going  with her favorite tapes, and put the punch on ice in there.  We  can get her talking, and drinking, and then-- I guess we have to  play it by ear.  If she pays too much attention to you being  around, you'll have to slip out-- at least for awhile."  

"All right," Betty said, and drank another glass of potent  punch before carrying the punch bowl into the family room and  placing it on the little bar there.  

He son followed her and put his hands on her waist as she  stood at the bar.  Betty was wearing a pair of white shorts that  accented her pale and lustrous skin, and a thin, see-through  blouse that showed her lacy cup bra.  She felt wicked in the  outfit, and of course she was.  

Leaning back against him, Betty felt her son's erection, felt  him pushing against her buttocks.  He kissed the back of her  neck and cupped her heavy tits with both hands.  

"You have the most fabulous tits I ever felt, mother."  

She turned her face, kissed his cheek, and snuggled her ass  tightly to his rod, to the hard bulge in his cutoff jeans.  "How  many tits have you felt?"  

"A few; not too many, I guess.  I felt up six or eight girls  before I screwed any of them, so I guess they don't count; only  the ones I fucked."  

Betty knew a delicious intimacy.  A curious gnawing of  something else-- jealousy?  She said, "How many did you--  fuck?"  

"Just four," Danny said.  "Three chicks in class and my  English teacher."  

"Your teacher?"  

He ground his crotch into the cheeks of her ass.  "Sure;  she's only twenty-eight, and I had this thing for older women,  since I was so horny to lay you.  It took some work, because  she's cute and half the guys in class were trying to make her.   But she's not nearly as good a fuck as you are, mom.  I mean,  you're just the best, the greatest."  

She moved away from him then, mollified, feeling the jolt of  rum she wasn't used to drinking, feeling more than a little  bitchy, too.  "You'd better save that hard on for your sister;  she should be here any minute now.  Remember, she's an older  woman, too."  

He grinned.  "Only twenty-one; just four years older than  me.  I like them riper-- like you; but I'll admit I always had an  idea about screwing Linda.  She was always had an idea about  screwing Linda.  She was always flitting around and showing her  legs clear to her ass, or letting me get a good peep at her  tits.  And lots of times, she'd come in from a date and tell  me how guys were feeling her up, especially Glenn, before she  married him.  I think she was trying to turn me on."  

Betty felt a little better, and a little drunker.  She poured  herself another small cup of the punch and sipped it.  Maybe it  ran in the blood, she thought; something slightly twisted in her  genes that had been passed along to her children.  She had  always wanted to be screwed by her son; she confessed that to  herself now.  Oh, it hadn't been out in the open, but she'd  always liked to touch him, and she had often cast glances at his  tightly shaped ass, as his lumpy crotch.  

And these impulses had been inherited by Danny, thank  goodness, or badness, whichever.  He possessed this dark and  overwhelming passion that demanded he fuck his mother, that  drove him to come into the vagina that had given him birth.  She  was glad; she was damned happy for that urge.  

Linda, then; very attractive Linda Maddox Forrester.  The  young housewife was shorter than her mother, at five feet, six  inches; she had rich brown hair, a shade darker than Danny's,  Betty remembered, and was proud of the girl's exceptional  figure.  

Had Linda received the same hot combination of genes that  made incest so compelling for her mother and her brother?  They  would soon find out; Betty heard the car pull up in the  driveway, and smiled at Danny.  "Here she is."  

Danny stroked his softened penis.  "Yeah.  I hope she's  anxious for this.  But I'll be cool."  

Linda bounced into the house, full of energy and blooming  with youthful vitality.  "Hi!  What was all the big secret,  getting me over here in the middle of the day?  Not that I  wasn't glad to get out of that damned apartment."  

Betty kissed her daughter's cheek, and felt the brush of her  breast against Linda's.  It felt tingly, now that she had more  in mind than a motherly embrace.  But Danny just loved  motherly embraces.  

"Hey now," Linda said.  "You've been juicing it up.  What's  the occasion?"  

Danny came from the family room bearing gifts-- two cups of  the powerful punch.  "Mom and I just decided to spend the  afternoon with you.  You look wonderful, sis; prettier than  ever.  

Linda took the cup and gave him a fleeting kiss on the mouth  as Betty watched.  "My favorite brother," Linda said.  "You're  growing up every day."  

Linda was wearing a mini, and Betty looked over the flawless  thighs and well-shaped legs the skirt exposed.  As her son had  said, Linda' breasts weren't as big as her mother's, but they  were high and firm.  

"you never acted bratty, like a brother," Linda was saying.   "I always felt as if I could talk to you, Danny."  

"You can," he said.  "Come on in and sit.  I've got your old  tapes on."  

Betty followed after, not quite certain of her role, but  eager to be part of it, to be in on the action from the start.   Linda's tail had a suggestive swing to it, she noticed, and  found herself wondering if her son-in-law had gotten into Linda  before they were married.  Probably, she decided; the girl  was passionate and lovely.  Why not?  Glenn would have been some  kind of fool if he hadn't kept trying until he fucked her.  

And Betty's son-in-law didn't look that foolish; he looked  yummy and lithe, and Betty wondered how screwing him could  become tiresome.  She'd have to ask her daughter.  

Linda was laughing on the couch, and Danny was sitting beside  her refilling her glass.  Betty went to the punchbowl, but  hesitated; her head was already light and there was a warmly  woozy sensation in her veins.  

"Great," Danny said, "just great.  And that's a fab skirt,  Linda.  You should never hide legs that wonderful."  

The music swirled through the room, and Linda stretched out  her legs for them to admire.  Downing her second drink, she said,  "Glenn kind of ignores them now.  I don't mean he forget them,  but he doesn't eye them the way he used to.  Marriage---- yekk."  

Betty said carefully, "Doesn't he-- love you as often?"  

Linda turned her head.  "Why, mom!"  Have you been nipping at  this tasty punch for awhile?  I never heard you ask anything  like that before."  

Danny said, "You'd be surprised at how mom is blossoming  out.  Didn't you dig those while shorts?"  

Linda stuck out her lips while Danny poured some more juice  into her glass.  "I always wished my legs were that long and  sleek.  But wiggling around in shorts and a see-through---have  you gotten yourself a lover, mom?"  

Laughing, Linda drank some more, and spluttered when her  brother said, "Yes; mother has a lover, and a good one."  

"Damn!"  Linda said, with feeling.  "I was kidding around,- but-- you, mom?  Making it on the side with another man?"  

Betty took a deep breath, but her head was still a little  fuzzy.  "Is that so difficult to believe?  Does it shock you that  much?"  

Her daughter shook her head.  "N-- no, but you-- you've  always been so uptight about sex, and-- well, hell; good for  you!  I hope you have a great time balling the guy, and I wish I  could find somebody just as exciting.  Look, I don't mean that  Glenn and I don't make it; we do.  It's just that after two  years, we know everything that each other is going to do.  It's  kind of boring, and I think if I get laid by some other man, it  might actually stimulate my sex life with my husband."  

"It will," said Betty.  "It really will."  

"Wow, Linda breathed, her rich drown hair falling over one  side of her face and her lips just a little slack.  "Never  thought I could talk to you like this, mom.  Now ol' Danny here- -" 

She put one hand on her brother's bare leg, and Danny slid  closer on the couch, moved his butt down a bit so that her hand  was pushed up his thigh.  He said, "You know the guy mom's  swinging with."  

"I do?"  Linda's head wobbled, but she tried to focus on her  mother.  "Who is it, mom?"  

Danny had a hard on now; Betty could see the heavy bulge in  his short jeans.  He took his sister's hand and lay it upon his  stiff cock.  He said, "Guess who, sis."  

Linda's head swiveled back so fast it threw her off balance  and she almost fell off the couch.  Her brother used his other  hand to help her catch her balance, and it was no accident that  it moved from the small of her back down to the trimly modeled  haunch.  

"Wh-- what?  What?"  Linda asked.  "You and -- and mother? - How-- what----" 

Danny had a good grip on the cheek of his sister's ass now,  and in her shock, she hadn't even tried to remove her hand from  the erection at his crotch.  He hunched it against her hand and  played with her ass.  Linda's eyes looked blurred, and he said  to her: "Sure, me and mom.  Why not?  She's beautiful and hot,  and I dig her like crazy; she digs me, too.  we fuck day  and night."  

"I-- don't-- daddy-- what about daddy?"  

Danny unzipped his jeans and shoved his long, hard prick into  his sister's limp had.  "He doesn't know-- but now you do.  And  we want you to swing with us, with mom and me."  

"I can't get my head straight," Linda said.  "It's all so--  I'd say you were putting me on, except mom's standing there and  watching you put your cock into my hand.  I don't know-- I can't- think--" 

"You don't have to think," Danny said, easing his hand up his  sister's thigh.  "Just lie back and let me show you what I do to  mom, how I put this prick into her juicy, rich pussy.  Linda--  you know I always wanted to stick it to you, and you know you  always teased me into it.  Well, we don't have to play games  anymore; now we can get it on."  

She was sinking back, and Betty saw her son's hand cup her  daughter's mound, that delectably swollen mound snugged by  Linda's silken panties.  

Linda said, "But-- with mom right here?"  

"Sure; she wants to see how we swing, and she'll even help me  get your clothes off, won't you, mom?"  

"Yes," Betty said through numb lips, and moved toward them  with her own nipples gone stiff and her own crotch turning  dewy.  She had gone too far now; there was no backing out, no- escape-- and she didn't really want to get away.  She needed to  be here, a witness to what was about to happen.  She had to be  part of this magnificently thrilling episode, and she would.   Moving like a robot, she approached her older daughter and her  only son.  

Danny was pulling off his sister's stockings, peeling down  the nylon pantyhose and working off the frilly panties.  Bending  over the couch, Betty took hold of Linda's blouse and eased it up  and over her limp arms.  Her daughter had her eyes closed, the  thick lashes lying curled and long upon the delicate curve of  her cheek.  

"Look at the hair on this cunt," Danny was saying softly.   "Mom, isn't that the curliest pussy hair you ever saw?"  

And indeed it was, thick and deep and luxuriant, curling in a  million tightly rolled brown springs, making a heavy bush  between the fair and silken skin of Linda's thighs.  Then Betty  unhooked the girl's bra and saw the delightfully shaped mounds of  her young, firm tits leap forth.  The pinkish brown nipples were  erect and trembling, and the disrobing was done.  Linda lay  naked upon the couch, all her vibrantly lovely body exposed to  the avid eyes of her mother and brother.  

"Beautiful," Danny breathed, and Betty saw that he had  shucked out of his jeans and was kneeling on the couch at his  sister's feet.  "Smooth and beautiful, sis.  You don't have to  think about anything-- just lie there and feel good.  I'm going  to be your new lover, and because I'm also your brother, it'll  be better for both of us.  I love you as my sister and as a  beautiful young woman, and as a wife ready for some fun, and I'm  just about to love you as a hot, juicy cunt."  

"Danny," Linda breathed through lax lip.  "Oh yes, yes!!"  

Betty stepped back and began to remove her own clothing.   Anything upon her fevered flesh felt constrictive, choking, and  she simply had to rip it away.  Her shorts and panties, bra and  blouse fluttered to the floor; Betty also stood naked as her  children, and the air felt wonderful upon her skin.  

Danny bent low and licked his sister's toes.  She flinched  and squirmed, and the boy kissed wetly over her foot, bit gently  upon her calf and licked her shins.  Sliding up her legs, he  continued to kiss her skin, to fondle and nip at her legs, her  thighs.  Danny planted a lingering kiss into the deep drown  pubic hair, and Betty thought for a moment that she was going to  see her son eat his sister's pussy.  

But as she sank to the carpet close by the couch, only an  arm's length away from the beautiful naked figures, she watched  Danny move on up Linda's belly.  His rigid penis was gripped in  one hand, and his hairy balls were swinging pendulously between  his thighs.  

Betty's voice surprised her, coming of its own accord from  her lips: "Fuck her, Danny---oh, please hurry and fuck her!"  

"Yes, mom," he answered, and crawled between her knee-lifted  legs to guide the bulging head of his eager prick into the  shaggy forest of his sister's pubic mound.  

"Fuck her," Betty repeated in an intense whisper.  "Fuck you  sister; stick it on into your sister's pussy, son."  

"I am mother.  Watch it slide on inside Linda's cunt.  She's  boiling inside, tight and hot-- hot and slimy.  Oh, Linda-- oh- sis-- my prick's moving right into your cunt."  

Linda's head swung from side to side, a silent metronome; her  arms lay limp at her sides as her brother took her buttocks and  hiked her bushy pelvis to meet his first plunge into her vulva.   Fascinated, Betty sat on the floor and stared as the slim, hard  penis inched into the readily accepting lips of his sister's  labia.  

Round and smooth, Betty's ass was lifted, tilted from the  couch, and her brother's prick pushed steadily, powerfully, on  into the hairy nest.  His balls came to rest in her crack, and  the full length of his cock was imbedded into her vagina.  

"Ummm," Linda murmured.  "Omm-- long and hard; good, good," 

His chest lowered to hers, and her tits were flattened  sweetly to him as the lower part of her body began to move with  slow and studied lasciviousness.  Danny kissed her open mouth,  and Betty watched her children couple in lovely intimacy, belly  to belly and mouth to mouth.  Linda wrapped her arms around  her brother and ground her pelvis into Danny's crotch.  

Betty stared; the boy's cock slid out of her pussy, came back  glistening with his sister's love juices, hesitated with the head  of it still buried into her feminine softness, thrust forward  once more, slipped in to the root.  

"Uuummm," Linda said, between dartings of her tongue into her  lips, "oh baby, that's so hard and so good.  Wow---I thought my  husband could fuck, but you've got it on him, Danny.  Uuummmm--  feels wild, when the head of it pokes away back in me.  Do it to  your sister, baby-- I haven't been screwed in three days, and I  need your fantastic prick!!"  

Betty's tits were so swollen that they ached, the nipples  hard and ready to break off.  She slid one hand into her lap,  fondled her mound and found it wetly throbbing.  She used a  finger to slowly caress her labia as she watched the action  directly before her.  

Pretty well smashed, turned on by her first impalement upon  her brother's expertly and hungrily used cock, Linda had thrown  all coyness to the winds.  She was clinging to Danny and  hammering her cunt up at his strokes, absorbing each push of his  rod and gyrating sensuously upon his meat.  

"You-- you little son of a bitch!"  she panted, pounding her  crotch into his, grinding and shuddering.  "You sneaky little- bastard-- fucking mom, and now me.  Wowy-- oh hey-- you have the  greatest cock-- fuck me hard, brother-- little baby brother with  the far out fuck pole-- fuck me hard-- HARD!"  

Danny responded by speeding up his thrusts, by ganging his  prick into her cunt so violently that her ass cheeks jiggled and  her tits shook with each heavy stroke.  

"Good, good-- hard!  Fuck me-- fuck me-- I-- I'm coming--- coming-- oh son of a bitch-- I'm coming, baby brother.  

"Sis-- sis!"  Danny gasped.  He drove his cock into her  pussy, lunged and bucked it up his sister's shivering wet cunt,  and Betty saw him stiffen out, saw his legs stretch back and  looked closely at the way his balls leaped upward.  

He was coming.  Betty knew exactly the sensation of his hot  semen leaping forth into a cunt, knew to the last quiver of  feeling how his come splashed and drenched the walls of an  inflamed pussy.  Now his older sister was feeling it, too; now  Linda was being bathed in the sticky cream of her brother's  ejaculating penis.  Linda was adoring it.  Betty saw her twist  and heave, watched her claw at her brother's slim ass, and heard  the sloshing noise as Linda worked her vagina frantically over  Danny's immersed staff.  

"I-- oohhhh" Oh, Danny!  Oh, baby-- soak my vagina; flood my  cunt; pack me with your semen, my darling!"  

Betty's finger manipulated her clit, teased it, but she  didn't stroke herself to a climax.  Not yet, she thought; Danny  will be ready to go again, in just a little while.  And if Linda  isn't too shaken up, or too smashed, then maybe she can watch him  pack that fabulous meat to his mother.  Her mother, too.  That  would make it all immeasurably better, add that spicy fillip to  the sharing that could now be theirs, all three of them.  

A lift of anticipation surged within Betty.  She stopped  playing with her cunt and moved the hand out to drift it lightly  over the silken cheeks of her son's ass.  The first step of the  plan had been accomplished: Linda Maddox Forester had been  seduced by Danny, and she knew that her mother had been screwing  him, too.  

That eased the way for their next move, Linda making it with  her father.  It could take a little more time and effort, but the  end result would certainly be worth any trouble.  Maybe they  could work on it this weekend; Linda could bring Glenn over and  stay until late Sunday night.  From now until then, she should  be able to contrive a method of getting her father to stick  his thick penis into her yearning cunt.  

Linda had wanted some new and exciting action, Betty  thought.  The girl was finding it now, and would come up with  more.  First her stiff-dicked brother; then her daddy.  If that  wasn't enough newness for her, she'd better hang onto Glenn.  

Glenn, Betty thought; oh lord, what were they going to do  with Linda's husband?  The house would be crowded, and every  additional guest increased the chances of discovery that much ;  more.  Glenn was active and virile; he couldn't be conned into  getting smashed on rum punch, to keep him out of the way.  

But he could be drawn into something else, she decided.  Like  screwing his mother-in-law.  Now that she'd pushed aside most of  the old, confining barriers, Betty could excite him, make him so  hot to got that he couldn't draw back.  She would fuck h him so  thoroughly, so completely, that he wouldn't be interested in  roaming around the house.  

Smiling, Betty continued to sit on the carpet beside the  couch, and to caress her son's ass.  Sometimes her fingers  strayed down the crack of his buttocks and over his balls, and  sometimes they went even farther, to barely touch the curly,  springy pubic hairs of her daughter, there at the spot where  Danny's prick was shoved into them, right to the hilt.  

She could feel her son relax, feel his back muscles soften.   He turned his face toward his mother and smiled.  Betty couldn't  resist.  She moved closer and kissed his mouth, accepted the  penetration of his tongue.   

                            Chapter 7 
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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.  

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                             Chapter 8 
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They got a break concerning both Glenn and Nikki.  Glenn had  to work late at his office, and Nikki was booked for a party at  a friend's house.  That left the plan open and fluid, if they  moved reasonably fast and got the job done before the others  returned to the house.  

Linda met Betty in the kitchen after they'd tidied up the  table and the men were at the TV set.  Chad and his son were  watching a ball game.  

Linda said, "How do I go about it, mom?"  I mean, it seems  like this afternoon was a dream, and now daddy's here and  everything is just like it was before."  

"It's not like before," Betty said.  "You and I have both  been laid by your brother, and if we're going to continue to  have any real fun, then you have to take care of your father,  keep him busy and guilty and unsuspicious."  

Her daughter shook her head and tucked the last plate into  the dishwasher.  "But there's Glenn; my husband is no dummy, and- -" 

"I'll take care of Glenn," Betty said.  "The same thing will  work for him."  

Linda stared.  "You mean you and my husband?"  

"Why not?  It's also you and my husband!"  

"Far out," Linda breathed.  "I think Glenn had a thing for  you, even before we were married.  He's always looking at you  and saying what a fine looking woman you are.  But I never  thought you would encourage him, or that he'd ever get the nerve  to make a pass."  

"Thank your brother for starting it all," Betty said.  "I'm  getting a little excited, thinking of Glenn.  He's so strong and  active.  Tell me, Linda-- is he a good lay, a fine lover?"  

He daughter giggled.  "You're turning me on, talking like  this.  I never imagined discussing my husband's sexual ability  with my mother.  Yes, he is good.  He's eager and he's tender,  although a little square.  It' not that I don't love him, mom--  or love to screw him.  It's just that I was getting bored with  an everyday kind of sex.  Maybe Glenn is too."  

"Probably," Betty said.  "The same with your father, but I  stirred him up by going down on him."  

"You did?  Wow!  I've tried to do that to Glenn, but he backs  off.  You see, before I married him, I had this oral affair  going with another boy.  I was scared to screw, so we just went  down on each other, and this went on for months.  I was still  cherry when I married Glenn, but I've yearned for some oral sex,  too."  

Smiling, Betty said, "I'll try to see to it.  Maybe he'll got  for eating, if it's not with his wife.  Men are funny."  

Linda stepped close to her, and Betty hung the dish-cloth on  the rack.  Her daughter said, "you're terrific, mom.  I freaked  out when we were kissing and feeling each other's tits, and I- thought-- I mean, I wondered if we couldn't do more."  

Betty lifted her arms and Linda came into them.  Their bodies  moved sinuously against each other, and Betty felt the ripe  shaping of her daughter's mound pressing her own, knew the  thrusting of Linda's tits.  

"I wondered, too," she said.  "I don't know anything about  two women, but I'll try to learn.  Sweet Linda, my lovely  daughter with the charming, graceful body and the passionate  mouth.  Kiss me, darling-- then we'll have to get about seducing  your father.  We'll get together some time later, though; I  promise.  Just you and I."  

"I'll like that," Linda breathed, and put her warm, mobile  lips upon Betty's.  "O-- okay," Linda panted.  "First daddy, I  know.  But how am I going to go about it?  I don't just grab  him, or something."  

I'll take Danny out, pretend he has to go somewhere he  forgot.  Of course, we won't really go.  We're going to watch,  and maybe get in some screwing of our own.  I know how Danny  gets excited, just talking about his father fucking, and when he  sees him put it to you, I know I'll have to keep him busy.   Not that I'll mind.  but you and Chad-- let's see: how about you  starting to drink with him, get you both loosened up?  Then  start telling him how frustrated you are, confess that Glenn is  impotent and can't satisfy you, and pretend that it's driving  you crazy.  go into some details, and that will stimulate your  dad, hearing it.  Drink some more and push it at him.  Climb on  his lap like you used to do when you were little, and don't wear  any pants under that mini.  If he doesn't get a hard on, he's  dead."  

Pursing her lips and lifting one eyebrow, Linda said  thoughtfully, "That just might work.  I can be so hot that I'm  forgetting he's my father, and tell him I have to fuck somebody,  or I'll run out in the street and grab the first man who comes  along.  

"He'll save you from that," Betty laughed, and they giggled  together.  

When they were in the family room, Danny said o hell yes, he  remembered promising Eddie, and could mom run him over there?   Sure, Betty answered, and went into a long explanation about how  she and Eddie's mother had some administrative work to do on  that charity affair, and would Chad mind if they stayed a few  hours.  

Eyes on the TV ball game, Chad grunted agreement and waved  them out.  Betty and her son went through the living room,  slammed the outer door, then backtracked to find places at the  louvered window above a couch.  They had to kneel on the couch  to see, but when their faces were side by side, they could make  out the family room and those in it, very well.  

Linda made the first move by clicking off the TV set.  "Dad,  I want to talk to you, It's very important, but I need a drink  before I can say anything."  

Watching, Betty saw the girl pour two big drinks of straight  rum over rocks.  Linda gave her father one and sat on the arm of  his leather chair.  "Here's to a happy love live-- which I don't  have."  

Cute, Betty thought, and to the point!  and downing her drink- bottoms-up would force Chad to do the same.   

Chad said, voice roughed a little by the straight rum, "I  though you and Glenn got along okay."  

Linda moved from chair to bar and back again, carrying  glasses.  Putting one into her father's hand, she sought the  chair arm again, swinging her hip close to him.  "we get along  fine.  The trouble is-- oh, how can I tell you?  The trouble is-   I'm going out of my mind because he doesn't, because Glenn- can't-- have sex with me."  

She gulped her drink and Betty thought: be careful, girl;  you'll get smashed before you can turn on your daddy.  But Glenn  downed his shot, too.  Then he said, "What the hell-- you mean  he can't--" 

"Impotent is the word," Linda half-sobbed.  "He kind of plays  with me when I'm all naked, and kisses my breasts, and puts his  hands in between my legs.  The he rubs his-- his soft thing  against me, and tries to make it go inside my-- well, my vulva.   But he can't and I'm g-going crazy!!"  

Betty bit her lips to keep from laughing.  Linda was one hell  of an actress, and she kept edging her hip closer, pushing her  sleek body nearer to his arm.  

"Hell kid, Chad said, " that's rough.  but I don't know what  I can do, unless it's to make Glenn go see a doctor."  

Linda started to cry.  She said brokenly, "Oh-- oh, I can't  wait that long.  I need it now, now!  You don't know what the  torture is, and it's not as if I'm a virgin, and I need it, need  it.  I'm going to just run out in the street and grab the first  guy I see, and beg him to-- to do it to me!"  

"You can't do that," Chad said, putting an arm around his  daughter's shoulders.  "Come on, kid-- settle down, and--" 

"Oh daddy, daddy, you've always been so understanding, so  helpful."  Linda slid over onto his lap and snuggled to him, her  face into the side of his corded throat, her rounded ass  squirming upon his lap.  

And with no panties on, Betty thought.  Chad couldn't take  that for long, especially with two double shots of rum racing  through his blood.  Linda was wiggling, rubbing her tail and her  tits into her father, and Betty saw Chad try to move her off his  lap, saw him attempt to lift his daughter away.  But then Linda  kissed him, open-mouthed and panting, and while he was pinned in  his seat by the shock of her tongue racing over his teeth, she  swung one foot around and the leg over, so that she was facing  her father, straddling him.  

"Wow," Danny breathed in his mother's ear.  "She's really  going to work on dad."  

"Shh," Betty admonished.  "Let's keep still and just watch."  

Chad grunted and pulled his mouth from Linda's.  "Kid-- baby-   you don't know what you're doing."  

"I do, I do!"  Linda sobbed, and tore off her blouse to push  the erect nipples of her shapely young breasts at him.  When her  father leaned back, she leaned forward, and he lifted his hands  to ward her off.  Instead, she pushed a tit at his mouth and his  hands cupped her breasts, hesitated there a moment too long.  

Linda shipped off her mini and was bare-assed against him.   Her lovely legs were up and over the arms of the chair, her  naked buttocks rolling and moving over his lap, his crotch.   Chad's legs pushed slowly out, opening at the ankles, and Betty  couldn't see his face because Linda's breasts covered it.  

but she could watch her Daughter's busy, deft hands as they  worked feverishly at her father's pants.  It was only a second  before she had his huge penis out, and was riding it between the  cheeks of her active ass.  the swollen dark head of it peeped  out from her buttocks, disappeared again as Linda wiggled and  hunched.  

Chad was beyond resisting; Betty saw him move, watched his  dark and hairy hands clench around his daughter's trim waist,  saw him lift the girl's ass high so that his rigid prick could  lift its head up and find the springy, curly pubic hair of her  dewy mound.  

"Oh daddy, daddy!  Please stick it in me.  I'd rather be  screwed by you than anyone else in the world.  Oh please, daddy-   put it-- put it in!   

Staring wide-eyed, her son's breath husking raggedly in her  ear, Betty saw the big, distended head of her husband's cock as  it worked into her daughter's thickly haired pussy.  Linda sank  gasping down upon the rod that was stretching her labia wide;  inch by thick and veined inch, Chad's staff slid up into the hot  and grasping of his daughter's young and excited cunt.  

"Baby," Chad said, "oh my baby girl.  You're tight and slick,  and so beautiful, so hot--" 

"Oh yes, daddy.  Oh my darling daddy, you have such a big  prick.  Oh-- ahh-- I've never had my cunt filled so well, never  had it packed so long and so wide by a man's meat.  Big prick,  glorious prick-- ahh, I can feel it all the way up to my belly.   Oh sweet daddy, darling father-- fuck me, fuck your baby  girl!!"  

"Here, Linda, take it, baby!  Here's your daddy's big prick--  screw it off, it you want to.  It's all yours, sweetheart-- all  this cock is yours-- I'm fucking you, Linda baby--"I'm socking  my stiff prick home into my daughter's beautiful pussy-- ahh,  what a t tight, sweet ass-- oh, baby-- oh, Linda!"  

Betty felt the nipples on her tits rise, and pressed them  against the louvered window as she observed her husband fucking  his older daughter, his heavy cock slipping in and out as  Linda's ass rose and fell.  Beside her, his son's arm slipped  around her shoulders and dropped to take hold of her right tit.   She felt Danny turn and press against her thigh, felt the rigid  length of his cock nudging her hip and knew that he had already  dropped his shorts.  

Hypnotically, her eyes held to the sensuous scene in the  other room, and she breathed hard as Linda increased the  movements of her churning ass.  Chad's fingers were dug into the  soft cheeks of his daughter's ass now, and he was driving his  thick staff solidly up into her juicy sheath with every  movement.  Betty could see his hairy balls flop with every  upward stroke, and hear the slushy noises his prick was making  inside the liquid suctions of Linda's hot cunt.  

Daddy-- Lay it to me-- feed me that crazy big prick-- make my  teeth rattle with your cock-- oh, fuck me, screw me, ram me-- oh- daddy-- daddy, darling-- I'm going to come!  I'm coming, daddy- - oh please hurry and come with me, come in me!!"  

"Yeah, baby-- oh yes, kid-- tight and hot and slippery-- you  hot little juicy bitch, fucking your own daddy like this-- you  hot little slippery cunt with the wild ass-- oh here it come,  baby!"  

Betty saw her husband's balls leap up and hang against the  crack of her daughter's pistoning ass, then watched them flex  and drop slowly back down.  He was shooting his load of semen  into Linda's vagina, pumping forth his come into this daughter's  pussy, filling her with the hot and sticky cream of his eager  manhood.  

Chad had fucked his daughter, and fucked her well.  Betty  sighed, and kept her eyes glued to Linda and Chad, while her son  eased her own shorts down her thighs.  She was kneeling upon the  couch cushions, so he couldn't get them over her legs.  Still,  he left room enough for his anxious cock to reach her dripping  vulva.  Betty turned her body to meet him, keeping her face at  the louvered window, staring at the temporary collapse of Chad  and Linda in her husband's big leather chair.  

Danny prodded the head of his prick into his mother's public  hairs, pushed gently but firmly until the found the wet and  ready entranceway.  Then he took the pulsating cheeks of her ass  in two gentle hands as he forced his glans, then the length of  his stiff young penis all the way inside her lubricated vagina.  

Kneeling with her thighs spread, Betty watched the couple in  the other room, and felt Danny's cheek beside hers at the  peephole.  They kneeled together, fucking slowly and with a  slippery affection as they stared at their counterparts across  the way.  Mother and son fucking, father and daughter fucking--  and a series of tremors quaked through Betty's body as she knew  the matchless intimacy of it all, as she rode her son's cock and  watched her husband's cock move within the tight confines of her  daughter's pussy.  

It was magic and wondrous; it was so wildly exciting that  Betty wanted to shout through the window that she loved  everybody, that she adored every prick and cunt in the world--  but that most of all, she worshiped the peerless screwing her  own immediate family could perform.  

She closed her teeth on the impending shout of disclosure,  and worked her belly back and forth so that her son could use  his prick better.  It was exciting to fuck this way, she  thought, to grind belly to belly, rubbing each other's pelvis.   She flattened her tits against his smooth and hairless chest,  and mingled the hairs of her mound into the hairs of his crotch  with every long greasy stroke Danny made into her clasping  pussy.  

In the other room, Linda lifted herself slowly from her  father's rod, placing her feet on the floor and rising to slip  his prick out of her vagina.  Betty saw the jism on its head,  the gleaming of love oils and semen mixed on the swollen and  purplish glans, and she saw the froth left in her daughter's  shaggy hair.  

She expected Linda to move back, to step away and give her  father a chance to recover, but her older daughter did no such  thing.  Instead, since she was standing over Chad's legs, with  her feet spread wide, Linda's belly was on a level with his  eyes, or near to it.  The girl tucked her fingers into her  father's brown-gray hair and said down to him: "Oh daddy,  father, lover-- how I dug that screwing.  I think I'm still  coming, still hitting little quick orgasms.  What a massive,  hard prick you have.  I envy mom for getting it all the time."  

Betty seesawed upon her son's cock, and Danny rubbed his  chest across her hardened nipples, tantalizing her, stroking his  cock into her with deep, slow thrusts.   

Beyond their peephole, Chad said: "I can't believe I've  screwed my own daughter; I just can't believe it.  But when I  felt you bare ass on me, felt all that rich pubic hair and knew  you were naked under that little skirt-- I couldn't control  myself any longer.  Oh baby, was I so wrong?"  

Linda moved her tits over his face, drew her nipples  teasingly across his lips and caressed his head.  "Darling  daddy, you did me such a favor; you made me complete.  I want to  be fucked by you, over and over again.  I'll never get enough of  this wonderful prick.  Love me, sweetheart; fuck me and kiss me  and eat me up.  Here, darling-- here, my lover-- move your sweet  mouth on down and kiss my belly while I stand here.  Daddy-- oh- daddy-- kiss me lower, lower yet--" 

Betty caught her breath.  Chad was going to do it; he was  going to eat his daughter's cunt, going down on her as she  forced his face sliding over her belly and into the opulent  growth of hair at the vee of her femininity.  Chad was giving  oral love to his daughter, something he had never done to his  wife.  And only seconds after he had fucker her, just these few  short moments since he had let go a mighty load of come into  that same steamy little box.  He would be tasting his won semen,  Betty thought; he would be eating into the wetly spiced flavors  of Linda's pussy, and he would be knowing the salty musk of his  own ejaculation.  

It was weird and it was exciting, so much so that Betty  grabbed for Danny's shoulders and began to hammer her pelvis  roughly into his, fucking fast and furiously, her inflamed cunt  sucking upon him.  

She couldn't see her husband's face, couldn't actually watch  him lap into Linda's creamy pussy, but she could stare hungrily  at their daughter's modeled ass as it rolled and bucked,  gyrated and heaved, tightened and loosened.  And she could  listen.  

"Eat it, father," Linda said.  "Lick on into my cunt and just  eat me-- that's right daddy-- oohh, yes, that's fine!  Up to  the clit, darling-- on up some more-- feel around with your  sweet tongue and find the little nubbin there.  OH!  OH  YES!! Now lick it hard, suck it-- suck my clit, daddy!  Bite  it!  Eat it-- oh daddy, daddy, just bury your face in my cunt  and suck it, SUCK IT!  

Linda's ass bumped forward, pulled back.  She shook it and  hunched it, and her hands pushed her father's head savagely  against her crotch as she screwed his mouth and rocked on his  teeth and fucked his tongue.  

Marvelous, Betty thought, grinding her own cunt wildly on  Danny's hammering cock, flopping her big tits against his sweaty- chest-- oh marvelous, to see such primitive need unleashed.   Linda was dominating her father, conquering him, making him eat  her cunt and making him love it.  Linda was letting it all go,  swinging her ass and pouring hotly whispered word over him.  

"Oh, darling-- oh my incestuous father-- not dirty, not old--  but you fuck your own daughter and you eat her pussy-- you love  it, you love that wet taste and the juice running down your  throat.  Suck it harder!  Swallow it!  You cunt-eating bastard--  you daughter fucker!  You sexy, horny, loving daddy-- oooo!  I'm- coming-- I'm coming!"  

Betty hissed it: "I'm coming, too.  Hit it, Danny---hammer  that sweet prick up your mother's cunt and spray me with your  come!"  

"Yes, mom," her son grunted quietly.  "Yes, darling cunt,  sweet mother pussy- -I'm letting it go right now in your cunt.   Oh mom-- oh mother-- feel it squirt in you!"  

It was ecstasy, and Betty quivered in its grip as the hot  come flushed into her clutching vagina.  Her asshole drew tight  and her buttocks clenched.  She wanted to scream, and held it  back only with a major effort of will.  Within her cunt, her  son's prick flexed, oozed some more glorious boy semen into her  tube, flexed again, and she felt his balls slide down her thigh  as they were temporarily drained.  

Her eyes had difficulty getting into focus, but Betty managed  to peer at Linda and Chad in time to see them going to the floor  together, nakedly entwined.  Linda was kissing her father's  hairy chest and nipping the skin of his upper belly, and Betty  knew exactly what was going to happen next.  Linda was preparing  to suck her father's cock, to blow him in the fashion she had  learned as a virginal girl afraid of intercourse.  

A long time since she'd been eaten, Linda said; a long time  since she had known the joys of oral sex, and never with her  bashful husband.  Now she had gotten it from her daddy, and  would soon give it back, sucking that massive prick until it  exploded into her mouth and flooded her throat.  

Regretfully, Betty gave a twist of her pelvis that flipped  Danny's cock from her hole.  She had to leave now, to dress and  take the car to pick up Glenn from his office-- and to screw  him.  



                             Chapter 9
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Betty parked the station wagon on the dark street, half a  block from the house and in front of a vacant lot, shutting off  lights and ignition and turning on the front seat to face her- son-in-law.  

"Bey, Betty-- What's up?"  

She lifted her knees to the seat and drew her feet under her  buttocks, touching her kneecaps lightly against his left thigh.   "I'd like to talk to you, Glenn."  

"Sure; anything wrong?"  It was too dark to see more than the  outline of his face, but his voice was serious.  

She wriggled, making an accidental movement that pushed her  knees against him a bit more, and Betty noticed that he didn't  try to slide away.  She said, "I understand that you and Linda  are not as ardent as you used to be.  That's bad in a couple so  young and not married any longer than you two.  It took Chad and  me many more years to drift apart, become bored."  

"Linda said that?  I'll be damned.  I didn't think she'd talk  about it, and-- yeah, Betty; I guess the honeymoon's over.  I  don't mean I've stopped loving my wife; I just don't get excited- enough-- to well, love her as often.  

Betty smiled in the dark.  She was wearing a heavy and exotic  perfume, and feeling like an utter bitch.  The while shorts  stood out, accented her hips and belly and called attention to  the fact that she wasn't an old mother- in-law type lady.  

She said, "The honeymoon doesn't have to be over just  because the first bloom wore off.  There are-- other blooms to  be picked, Glenn.  And I can promise that knowing them will  bring back the excitement of the first few weeks with Linda."  

He was quiet for awhile, then said, "That's another surprise,  hearing that from you.  I'll admit that I've been eyeing one of  the secretaries, but I thought......" 

Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse,  making certain that he could smell her perfume.  She said, "You  shouldn't have any trouble finding a suitable partner, Glenn.   You're such an exciting young man."  

"Oh?  I always thought you were kind of exciting too,  Betty."  That's why I could never call you mom, or mother, or  even Mother Betty.  You're too-- pretty and young to be  motherly."  

She laughed in her throat, growing more certain of her prey,  feeling catlike and female.  "Oh, I don't know.  Sometimes being  a mother is a good thing-- a real good thing.  You have no  idea how thrilling it can be.  Linda knows now, but you don't;  not yet, Glenn."  

He sounded puzzled.  "Betty, I don't know what in hell you're  talking about.  Linda's not pregnant, is she?  

"No," she answered.  "What I mean is this: you don't have to  eye any secretaries, Glenn.  Look closer to home.  Look at me."  

She heard his sharply indrawn breath: "Betty-- do you mean---" 

"Exactly."  

"B-- but-- you're Linda's mother, and, and--" 

She lifted her knees, shoved her tail nearer and put her  knees into his lap.  "And I'm a woman who can excite you, who  can spice up your sex life.  Here, Glenn-- give me your hands."  

Finding them in the dark, Betty placed them upon her  trembling breasts, and squirmed even closer on the seat, leaning  the found softness of her tits into his palms.  "You've stared  at these often enough, dear; here they are."  

"Man," Glenn breathed.  "This is wild, like a crazy dream.   but these tits are real.  Betty, Betty, do you really mean  you'll lay me?"  

She laughed.  "There's a foam rubber pad in the back of the  wagon.  Think you can get undressed back there?"  

He was over the seat and tearing off his pants, his shorts;  his coat vanished somewhere, but before he could get off his  shirt, Betty was on top of him, reaching for his erection,  squeezing her eager fingers around his penis.  

It was a nice, hard prick, not as big as Chad's, not as long  as Danny's, but a nice cock with a wide and flaring head.  It  had taken her daughter's cherry, and fucked Linda's richly  haired you pussy many, many times.  Now it was hers, and she  meant to make the most of the opportunity.  

His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, felling  her tits, her back, her ass; Glenn's cock pressed into her belly  and she lifted one leg to drape it over him.  

"You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do  you?"  Glenn's voice was husky against her throat.  

"No," she gasped.  "All I give a damn about is you fucking  me.  Here, darling-- here, feel how eager I am, how damp and  anxious."  

His hand cupped her mound, toyed with the dewy hairs of her  humid vulva.  "Damn!  That's a soft and juicy pussy, Mrs.   Maddox.  And I'm sure as hell ready for it.  I've wanted to get  into your cunt ever since I started going out with your  daughter, but I thought-- I figured you were so quiet and- straight-- oh, what a piece of ass you're going to be!"  

"All yours, darling," she said, "but you talk too much."  And  she found his mouth with hers to thrust her tongue inside.  His  teeth clashed against hers, and his mouth was hot, sexy.  It was  if she had two sons, she thought, and this was the second  one.  

His prick was fumbling for the entrance to her cunt, so she  slid one hand down between their bodies and guided the flared  glans into the wetly receptive labia.  With a gently roll of her  ass and a slow hunch of her pelvis, she settled the head of his  hard cock into the lips of her pussy.  another push, and the  head popped into her hungry vagina, the stiff rod following with  a sliding rush until her son-in-law's prick was buried to the  balls inside her feverish body.  

Against his teeth, into his hot breath, she said it, demanded  it: "Fuck me, Glenn!  Oh, fuck me good."  

"You hot cunt woman," he hissed back.  "Oh man, what a  pussy!  It feels like it's biting down on the head of my cock!   An I'm screwing it, fucking you in between those long, slim legs  that drive me out of my head, sticking it in next to that ass  that wiggles me our of my mind.  Oh Betty, oh Mrs.  Maddox-- I'm  ramming it deep into your cunt, feeding all my meat up your hot,  velvet pussy.  O wow, oh man, oh man-- what a lucky son of a  bitch I am."  

Stimulated, around to a fever pitch by the strange cock  sloshing within her tremulous cunt, Betty bucked on it, heaved  and surged and rolled her vagina in the most abandoned manner  she knew.  His balls flapped to her ass crack, and she reached  down behind her buttocks to take them, to cup them in admiration  as the rigid staff plunged in and out of her slit with a rapid  and deeply gratifying series of strokes.  

"Oh wonderful, she panted.  "Glenn, that's wonderful!  You  have such a strong young prick, and you use it so well.  Ah,- darling-- stick it in me, ram it in my cunt where Chad's cock  has come so often.  You fuck marvelously, darling-- you fuck al  most like Chad."  

"Uh!  he said, pounding his meaty pole up her pussy.  "Uh--  uh!  Chad-- Chad fucks this crazy pussy all the time.  Oh man--  he's lucky, you're so hot and ripe, so juicy-- Oh-Uh-Uh!"  

"Darling-- your sweet cock-- oh, oh!  Does Linda screw you  like this, and does she roll her trim ass like that, and does  she grind her cunt on your prick this way, that way?"  

"Uh-- wow-- Linda-- your daughter fucks like a mink-- eats up  my cock-- but-- oh Betty-- Betty, Mrs.  Maddox-- the way you  shake your ass-- oh, these big tits in my face-- ah-- ohh!  I'm  going to come, I can't hold it back.  You're so slick and hot  and wiggly-- I'm going to come!  How, now-- now!"  

Betty rode him, curled her leg across him and dug her feel  into the hairy, thrusting crack of his sweaty ass, pulling his  lancing prick deeper with every stroke, meeting him pelvis to  pelvis, hammer for hammer.  

Glenn exploded inside her pulsating cunt, that big, wedge  head of his prick letting go a powerful blast of semen that  rained like hot hailstones against the cup of her cervix.  Globs  struck her vaginal walls, heavy and oyster-like spurts of man  come that bathed her pussy and made his stiffly throbbing prick  so greasy it slid around sloppily.  

"Coming, coming!"  he kept saying.  "Shooting my come into my- mother-in- law's wild cunt-- packing Mrs.  Maddox with my  boiling come.  Oh you adorable cunt, you crazy, far-out bitch!"  

Shuddering, stiffening out and throwing back her head, Betty  moaned between her clenched teeth: "AHHH!  oh my darling, AHHH!   Yes, my young lover, my second son-- I'm coming, too.  My orgasm- - my climax-- ahh, AHHH!  Moving on the wet, slippery prick that  my daughter rides, all buttery in the come my daughter feels,  AAHHH!"  

They sagged together, and Betty seemed to be drifting on a  summery lake, a placid blue lake where lotus grew and the breeze  was a soft, warm caress.  But she could feel the slow pulsing of  Glenn's cock within her sheath, and knew the oozing of his semen  as it leaked from the stretched lips of her cunt and slid down  her thigh to make a sticky puddle around the root of his penis.  

"Fine ass," he whispered, "oh, what a fine and rich piece of  ass.  I knew you'd be hot and sexy; I just knew you'd screw a  man's dick down to a nub.  Wow' I could fuck you again and  again, but right now I'm getting a little scared.  I mean--  suppose Chad finds out?  He'd kill me."  

She rolled her belly over his, made his staff caress her  clit.  "And Linda?  How about your wife?"  

Glenn's prick softened swiftly, and she was sorry she'd  mentioned Linda.  He said, "Damn; I've fucked my wife's mother,  and she'll never forgive me for it, if she ever does find out."  

"Oh, I don't know," Betty said, lifting her leg and allowing  him to turn over onto his back.  "But don't you want me again?   We have so many things to discover about each other's body,- Glenn-- so much fucking ahead of us."  

He reached for her as she turned also, and lay his hand upon  the wet and steamy mound where her hair grew heavy, where his  come had left a trail of glistening juice.  "Yeah, I want to  screw you some more.  I don't think I'll be able to stay away  from you now, once I've had my prick into that sizzling pussy.   but we're bound to get caught sooner of later, and we don't want  that."  

Betty drew a deep breath and said, "Suppose I tell you that  Linda already knows?  She and I planned this, planned for me to  seduce you.  We thought you'd go along, that you wouldn't resist  too much.  Linda's quite proud of your sexual prowess."  

He swallowed loudly and his hand quivered upon her pussy.  "Y- - you and Linda?  My wife and her mother---I don't get----" 

"Variety," Betty explained, "excitement; our sex live spiced  up.  Yours and Linda's and mine; and my husband's."  

"Shit!"  Glenn said, "It's all coming so fast.  You-- you  mean that Chad is in on this, too?"  

"In a way," Betty said.  "He doesn't know that you and I have  fucked, not yet.  And he doesn't know a few other things, but he  will, in time.  But right now-- right this minute, he's pretty  drunk and trying to believe his crazy good luck, because his  older daughter has given him one of the wildest screwings of his  life."  

"Linda?"  And her old man?  That's --- goddamnit, that's  incest!"  

Betty put her hand over his, pushed down a little so that he  was fully aware of the steamy mound he was cupping.  "That's  fun," she said.  "More fun than anyone can imagine, who hasn't  done it.  I have, too-- but that's something else my husband  doesn't yet know."  

She heard him gulp again, and Glenn said in wonder: "but that  means that you-- Danny and you, fucking?!?  Danny fucked his own  mother?"  

"At first," she said, "but now we fuck equally as hard."  

"I'm a son of a bitch," Glenn breathed.  "My wife-- you and- Danny-- Chad.  And me, too.  Hell yes-- me, too!! This has been  a real kick in the balls for me, but you know something?  I-- I  think I like the idea fine.  I know damned well that I enjoy  screwing you, and I can't stop now.  You know that, didn't you?   You knew that once I got into your juicy cunt that I'd be  hooked on it, and would do anything to keep screwing it."  

Betty said softly, "We hoped so.  Linda and I; it was the  only way we could think of.  You and I can fuck; Linda and her  father can fuck-- and Danny can pitch in between times, or  during!"  

"Him too?"  Glenn asked.  "Has he gotten into my wife's cunt,  too?"  

"Yes; they make a beautiful picture, screwing together.   Linda was about to go looking for an outside lover, so we  thought it best to keep it in the family.  Linda and Danny have  always had a thing for each other, and now they've gratified  their desires.  Just as I've always wanted to lay you, Glenn--  except I was too uptight, too bound by a lot of outdated and  silly morals to ever say so, or to allow myself to consciously  think so."  

"Wait a second," he said, his fingers straying into her cunt  hair and feeling around over the still sudsy labia.  "I can't  absorb this all at once.  Linda screwed her brother and father,  all in one day; then she sent her mom out to fuck me, to protect  herself.  But where does that leave Chad?"  You dais he doesn't  know about you and me.  How about Danny-- does he know that  Danny's been dickin' everybody?"  

Betty caressed his wrist and moved her pelvis against his  palm.. "Chad's in the dark about everything except the fact that  he's fucked his daughter, and that she forced him to go down on  her.  But we think that he'll accept you and me, in kind of a  swap deal-- so he can get more of Linda's incestuous ass.  He's  never gone down on me, so he must be stunned by screwing his  daughter, and she can make him do anything, anything at all."  

Glenn's hand tightened upon her mound.  "Man' I'd like to see  my wife taking Chad's meat.  I always wondered what it would be  like, to watch her fuck another guy.  And her own father-- wow!   But what do we do, just walk in and say, hey there Chad, we've  just been screwing out in the station wagon."  

Betty said, "If you don't stop laying with my pussy, we'll be  screwing again, here and now.  And I think it's best if we stay  all hot for the meeting with Chad and Linda.  They're pretty  well smashed, but they're probably higher on sex and each  other.  Come on, Glenn-- let's go get with it."  

He was silent as they dressed and she drove the car into the  driveway beside the house.  When she parked it, Glenn asked,  "How about Nikki?"  

Betty shook her head.  "Hot her; she's too young.  She's at a  party and we have the whole evening ahead of us."  

"Funny," Glenn said.  "If I'd considered any bit incest orgy  swinging around here, I'd have thought Nikki would be right in  the middle of it.  She's got that real sexy look."  

"Too young," Betty repeated, "and innocent, I'm sure.  We may  even have to send he out of the state, to visit her grandpa.   Can't have a kid like her finding out what we're all doing!"   

                           Chapter 10 
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Linda was dancing with her father when they came in, and  Danny was nowhere in sight.  The music was slow and easy, and  Betty could see that Chad was so wrapped up in their daughter  that he hadn't even heard them enter the house.  

Both Chad and Linda wore robes, and were barefoot.  The  robes, Betty knew were a concession to propriety, considering  that the shock of Linda's husband seeing her nude with her  equally naked daddy might shake things up too much.  

As it was, Glenn went along the wall to the bar and drank  deeply from the mouth of a bottle, paused and drank again, only  glancing at this wife and Chad as they turned slowly and tightly  together, moving to the music.  

Betty watched them for a while, seeing her husband's face  buried in their daughter's curly brown hair, seeing them glide  and snuggle, the robes falling open as their bodies touched and  kissed in rhythm.  Then she moved to them and tapped Chad on the  shoulder.  

"May I cut in?"  

His face whipped around to stare at her.  "Huh?  Hey-- well,- now-- Betty.  What--" 

She slid into his arms as Linda moved back.  Chad was really  snockered, but he could still dance.  Betty moved to him and  with him as Linda walked somewhat unsteadily over to discuss  things with here still shocked husband.  

Lips against her husband's ear, Betty said, "Did Linda have  time to talk to you, dear?"  

"Yeah," he grunted, dancing more stiffly now, trying to be  sober and perhaps dignified.  "Betty, I don't know how -- I man,  I didn't intend to-- but it happened and-- oh, hell."  

"I know just how you feel," she soothed, "and isn't it  wonderful?"  

"maybe.  You and-- and Glenn: I don't know how to take that.   But I guess-- I guess I don't have any grip coming.  Tit for  tat, and at least you're not screwing your own kid."  

"Darling" she said, and kept her belly close to his, kept  moving her breasts into the opening of his robe as they danced.   "Don't worry about that; honestly, don't fret.  It isn't like it  used to be, a long time ago.  Women are much freer now, and can  be happier.  Look, Chad: I don't mind if you screw Linda, and  now that her husband and I have had a little fun, I'm sure Glenn  doesn't mind either.  In fact, he's kind of excited about, all  stirred up and ready to go some more."  

"Dammit," he answered.  "You're talking about is as if-- lie  it's all some kind of game, and--" 

"It is a game," she said, "a wonderful sex game we can all  play.  Tel the truth, Chad-- you've never been so aroused, have  you?  And you want to lay your daughter again, to have her do  all the sensual tricks to you."  

"Yeah, damn it," he said gruffly.  "But-- a man's different,- and--" 

"Different, hell!"  Betty said sharply.  "You want to screw  another woman-- your daughter-- but you don't want me fucking  another man.  Well, I already have, and I'm going to fuck him  some more.  And if you want to stick that half-hard on you're- carrying-- if you want to stick that into Linda's pussy again,  you'll have to face the facts."  

She left him standing in the middle of the room, wearing a  dazed expression on his face.  At the bar, she said, "Pour one  for mamma, please."  

Linda said, "Did daddy--" 

"He will," Betty promised.  "He's wrestling with his  conscience, but he's going to win out.  Your father has no other  choice.  

Glenn blinked at her.  "Hey, Mrs.  Maddox-- I'm sure glad you  came to pick me up.  I've been telling Linda what a ball we had,  and I've been feeling up my wife under her robe."  

"Good," Betty said.  "Don't get too drunk, though.  Just hang  tight and see how Chad reacts to this move."  

She whipped off her blouse and unhooked the bra.  , dropping  them to the floor; then she wiggled out of her white shorts and  peeled down her lacy panties, seeing a wet spot in them.   Putting one foot up on the bar rail, Betty Maddox took her time  and drank a long, clod drink, keeping her naked back to her  staring husband.  

"Look at those tits," Glenn breathed in awe, and Linda said,  "Aren't they wonderful?"  

Betty poured herself another glass of liquor, and said to her  daughter.  "Slip out of that robe.  We'll show him two naked  women."  

Linda stood nude beside her mother, their smooth, warm hips  touching, and in the bar mirror, Betty saw her husband move, saw  him come hesitantly toward them.  She said, "Glenn-- might as  well get undressed, too.. Chad just pinned his conscience in  three straight falls."  

"Betty," he said at her shoulder, "Betty, you're right and--  migod, seeing the two of you bare-assed and side by side like  this, it drives me crazy."  

She turned to face him, her large breasts lifting, her  nipples hard and pointy.  "Take your choice, Chad.  You and fuck  you wife or your daughter-- or both of us."  

"Take your pick, Chad," Glenn chortled.  "I'll take the other  one."  

"I-- I don't know if I can do it right here, with everybody  in the room," Chad muttered.  "It's all so mixed up, and they're  both so beautiful, so sexy--" 

Betty reached down and petted her erection, then threw back  the robe so that all could see his massive cock.  Working his  arms from the sleeves, she said, "I'll make it easy for you,  darling.  You're still eager for more of the new stuff, for that  young cunt of your daughter's.  So I'll just take Glenn over  here on the couch and start the ball rolling.  

You can stay and watch, or go somewhere else to fuck Linda."  

Linda said quickly, "Here, daddy.  Oh please, stay here with  me so I can see how Glenn screws mom.  She saw us do it, so it's  only fair!"  

"Linda, I don't know---" 

She said: "I'm staying and you'd better."  

Smiling at the tone of command in her daughter's voice, Betty  took her son- in-law by the hand and led him to the couch.  Seen  in the light like this, Glenn was a well put up, heavily muscled  young man; the hair on his wide chest was blonde, and around his  crotch it was a deeper gold.  Their pubic hair would blend well  together, Betty thought, gold hairs and black hairs mixing.  

She lay down upon the couch and tilted a table lamp so that  there would be no shadow between her thighs, so that everyone  could see in bright light as she took Glenn's prick into her  vulva.  She wanted her husband to see it all, and she knew that  from some hidden vantage point, her son was watching every  movement.  Danny would have such a hard on, she thought.  

"Glenn, take your time, darling.  Kiss me and hold me and do  anything you like---and when you're ready, fuck me" 

"Yes, ma'am."  Naked and trembling in eagerness, stimulated  beyond himself by the presence of his wife and Betty's husband,  Glenn Forester sat beside her as she lay full length upon the  couch and began to caress her tits.  

"My husband likes to play with my tits," Betty said.  "He  like to suck on them, too."  

"Yes, Mrs.  Maddox," Glenn said huskily, and kissed her mouth  first, then her breasts.  He took the right nipple into his  mouth first, licking and sucking on it, while his other hand  cupped her left breast.  

She said, looking across the room to where her husband stood,  with his daughter's fingers closed around his stiff cock, "His  mouth feels good on my nipple, Chad-- and look how I'm stroking  his prick.  It's a nice prick, darling-- so hot and hard."  

"Man, man," Glenn panted, and leaned across her to switch  nipples, his hand sliding to her hips, one of them continuing to  move over her taut belly and to find her hairy, pulsing mound.   His finger tickled her labia, then pushed on inside her vagina  where it was hot and wet.  

She stroked his head and rolled her hips, her eyes fixed upon  her husband, upon their daughter.  Glenn paid no attention to  anything but the woman he had his hand on, the lush female body  he was kissing and fondling.  His mouth trailed down from her  tit to her belly, and he slid his tongue into her navel while  Betty writhed in rapture.  But he only kissed he vulva lightly,  and climbed up on the couch to kneel between her legs.  

His prick was in one hand, the widely flared head leaking a  clear and shining drop of pre-seminal fluid: he pointed it down  and moved forward, aiming for the black forest between her  thighs.  

"What a beautiful cunt," Glenn said.  "Those lips are ripe  and red, all surrounded by lovely black hair, just waiting for  the head of my prick."  

"Put it in, darling," Betty said.  "Can you see all right,  you two?  Can you see Glenn's cock going into my pussy?"  

"Come on," her daughter said, "come on, daddy---I want to see  it all!"  

Betty saw her husband tugged nearer, saw his hairy body tense  as Linda made him stand close to where his wife was just about  to be fucked.  His own cock was straight, stiff and thick, the  heavy balls swinging below.  His pubic hair was lighter than  their daughter's, Betty saw with interest; Linda's pussy hair  was a deeper, richer brown.  

"Go ahead, Glenn," Linda said breathlessly.  "go on and fuck  my mother."  

Glenn shoved the head of his prick into her labia.  It was  stiffly spongy, and shaking with eagerness.  Betty lifted her  ass and moved her crotch just so, and the swollen glans pushed  neatly into the lips of her cunt, while her husband watched,  while her daughter watched.  

"Lovely prick," she crooned "sliding hard and round up into  my pussy; another man's cock in the cunt you screw, Chad.   Another woman's vagina around the prick you fuck, Linda.  Oh  Linda dear---- your mother is fucking your husband, and his cock  is wonderful, wonderful!"  

"Look at him," Chad whispered, his eyes gleaming.  "Look at  that son of a bitch push it up into your mother.  His balls are  right up against her ass, and he's got it stuffed in her all the  way to the root."  

"Yes," Linda murmured, "and isn't it beautiful.  Watch them  fuck, daddy-- look how Chad's penis slides in and out of her  gorgeous pussy, and see how she takes it in, the way she rolls  her ass.  Oh, beautiful!"  

Glenn shoved it deep, pulled it back and grinned around at  his wife and at Chad.  "Your wife has some hot cunt, Chad-- it's  tight as your daughter's and all slippery-juicy.  Moan, oh man--  I can feel my come in here, where I shot it awhile ago, the  first time I fucked her.  Oh wow-- hot and sticky and clinging- jelly-- oh, Mrs.  Maddox fuck me good!"  

"Hard!"  Linda gasped.  "Glenn-- fuck her hard, hard!   Mamma, mamma darling-- shake your ass and make your beautiful  pussy eat up his hard prick!"  

Betty stared up into her husband's eyes, her head being  jolted from each deep and savage thrust of her son-in-law's  enthusiastic prick, her tits bouncing up and down as he rammed  home his stuff.  She said: "Chad, Chad-- it feels so good, so  wild and hard!  Oh Chad-- isn't it nice to watch your wife get  fucked like this?"  

Chad moved then.  He reached out and put his hand on Glenn's  muscular ass, and shoved down, forcing the man's cock to embed  itself to the balls in Betty's cunt.  "Hard and deep son," he  panted.  "That's the way she loved it-- cram your prick clear up  to her womb."  

"Daddy, daddy!"  Linda was tugging at her father, pulling him  down to the floor beside the couch.  "Fuck me now, daddy-- right  on top, just the way Glenn is doing it to mamma.  Come on, fuck  me!"  

Betty turned her head to watch her husband mount her  daughter, and it was a thrilling sight as Chad's huge cock was  steered into Linda's luxuriantly springy pubic hairs.  Linda  held tightly to the swollen rod, her slim fingers wrapped around  the veined shaft to urge it avidly into her slot.  Approvingly,  Betty nodded at her daughter, and stared at the meaty penis of  her husband as it slid inch by inch up into Linda's juicy  pussy.  

"Man, oh man," Glenn said.  "Look at that cock!"  Look at her  take it up her cunt, big and long as that thing is-- Wow-Linda  really digs that big prick, doesn't she."  

"I dig it," Linda gasped.  "Oh Glenn, oh daddy, I love this  big, hard cock!  fuck me, daddy-- fuck me until I pass out.   Glenn, my darling-- my husband-- I love you, too-- and I love  this stiff prick that filling my vagina like a barber pole.  Oh  daddy, screw your loving daughter-- feed me that meat, while  Glenn sticks it to mamma."  

Betty ground on Glenn's cock, rode it and slithered back on  its probing length; she couldn't take her eyes off the action on  the carpet, and she tried to match her daughter's action, tried  to duplicate her gyrations and the rapid heaving of Linda's  crotch as the girl's pussy ate up her father's prick.  

On top her, Glenn was panting and pounding his cock, and by  the speed and rhythm of his strokes, Betty realized that her son- in-law was fast approaching his orgasm.  

She was about to come, too; she was so turned on, so  stimulated by the sight of her daughter and her husband fucking  that only that would have been enough to bring her to climax, if  she hadn't fought valiantly to hold it off.  Now it was building  swiftly behind her knees, and she threw her legs high, to bring  them across the small of Glenn's surging back.  She crossed her  ankles and applied leg pressure to the man fucking her, helping  his cock to slam to the hilt inside the soggy, sloppy sheath of  her cunt.  

Linda raised her legs, too, but her toes pointed straight up  at the ceiling, and she never got them back down.  Chad rolled  his girl back on her shoulder blades and camped his big hands on  her slim white thighs; then he hammered his massive prick into  her cunt like a battering ram, drilled that thick and heavy cock  into his daughter's shuddering pussy with savage and brutal  slams.  

"Wow, man!  Glenn yelled out.  "fuck her, fuck her!"  

His own crest broke foaming from the thrusting head of his  penis, spitting a wad of semen into Betty's vagina, flexing and  spurting another wet, heavy clot of come that reached the cup of  her cervix.  Flinching, squirming, Betty hike her cunt and  forced his wet prick to burrow around inside the satin walls;  her ass drove and recovered, lifted and fell, and she moaned in  the throes of her mighty orgasm, coming and coming and coming  until it seemed as if she could never stop.  

"Daddy!"  Linda screamed from the floor.  "Mamma!  Oh Glenn--- everybody-- I'm coming , COMING!"  

Through blurred eyes, Betty watched Linda's legs droop, saw  her husband catch them behind the knees and hold her spread  apart as he kept up the terrific pace of his powerful screwing,  as he continued to churn his giant penis in and out of the  girl's dripping pussy.  

Linda's tits jiggled, and her head flopped from side to  side.  Her eyes were closed and he mouth hung open.  Still, Chad  fucked her, stabbing that meat pole up her limply unresisting  cunt with long and brutal strokes.  

"Little bitch!"  he grunted, pouring the prick to her without  a letup.  "Little cocksucker-- you wanted to be fucked.  Okay--  get "fucked!  : 

Like this-- take my cock, you hot assed little girl!  Like- that-- feel the head of it in your belly, you sexy little slut!   I'll fuck, fuck you....."  

"uh-- uh-- uh!"  Linda grunted.  "Uh-please, daddy-oh lord, o  that prick-- so big, so strong-- yes!  yes!  yes!  Keep it up,  because I can take it, damn you!  Screw me forever, because I  can fuck you down you big-cocked bastard, I can fuck you until  your nose bleeds!"  

Betty stared as she saw the girl come alert again, awake and  violent again.  Linda clawed her father's hairy back and bit his  chest; her heels beat a tattoo on the cheeks of his ass and her  belly slapped wetly against his crotch at every thrust he  made."  Come on!!"  Linda called out.  "Come on!"  

In and it was her father who let go, her daddy who lost the  battle and in losing somehow was not defeated.  His great balls  leaped and his root swelled, and Betty knew that the jetting of  his semen was flushing hotly into his daughter's cunt, packing  her with his come.  

Betty's eyes closed, and she cuddled her arms about the young  man on top of her, compressing her thighs to caress his buried  prick with her vagina and to make her thighs tenderly fondle his  balls.  It had been a furious few minutes, a topsy- turvy  spinning of naked bodies, and she felt spent emptied of all need  for the moment.  

She had been fucked twice by her son-in-law, by her older  daughter's husband.  The new prick was delightful, adorable as  her own husband's monstrous cock, but somehow, she still  preferred her son's long, slim tool.  It was nice to be able to  make the comparisons, though; she squired in a little backwash  of bitchiness, and her tits slid over Glenn's sweaty chest.  

"Tired?"  he asked softly.  

"A little," she admitted, and thought of what poor Danny must  be going through, wherever he had hidden to watch the orgy  scene.  For orgy, it had been, and Betty felt a belated rush of  blood to her face as she realized she had been fucked by her  daughter's husband, with her daughter and Betty's man locked in  frenzied embrace so close she could have reached out and touched  them.  

Defiantly, she thought that she would touch them, that she  would caress and stroke and feel them as they fucked.  , so that  she could become a part of them in their ecstasy.  But now; new  she had to get them all together and tucked away before Nikki  came home.  

Ad of course, Betty would have to do something for Danny,  ease his hard on.  but his father couldn't know yet; not just  yet.  He had been too reluctant to let Glenn screw his wife;  surely he would balk at his son doing the fucking.   

                           CHAPTER 11
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  She helped Linda steer her wobbly father into Danny's room and put    him to bed.  "He'll be all right, dear.  If you'd rather stay  with Glenn and me--" 

"No, ,mom.  I'd like to be with you, but later, okay?  I want  to get used to daddy, to see that he feels really comfortable  with me.  And I get so turned on, because I can order him to do  anything I want, and he does it.  Besides, there's poor Danny--" 

"He's waiting in my bed, " Betty said.  "When Glenn finishes  taking his shower, I'll work something out with both of them."  

Linda kissed her mother's cheek, then took her in her arms,  and kissed her mouth.  "Mother, you're wonderful.  Don't tire  yourself too much, now."  

Betty touched the tip of her tongue to her daughter's.   "won't dear.  Once in awhile I think I'm getting tired, but  then something real sexy happens, and I'm enthusiastic again.   Take care of your father, now."  

Linda put her hands upon Betty's tits, hefted them and rolled  the nipples lightly between her thumbs and forefingers.  Then  she slid both hands down to her mother's waist, down over the  glossy hips, and once of them moved gently to touch Betty's  mound, to tenderly explore the pubic hair.  

"You take care of Danny and Glenn, " she said, kissing Betty  again, fondling between her legs.  "I envy those boys, and soon  as we all catch our breath, it will be you and me, mom."  

"Soon, baby," Betty promised, and felt a tingle all over her  body at the prospect.  With regret, she closed the bedroom door  upon Chad and Linda, then switched on the table lamp in Little  Nicole's room, as she always did when the girl was out late.  

Pausing at the bathroom door, she listened a moment to the  shower going, then walked into their own bedroom, or rather the  room she shared with her husband.  And now with their son.  She  stood inside the door and let the robe fall from her shoulders,  looking across the room at Danny Maddox as he lay naked upon the  bed.  

Her son was on his back, his feet spread wide apart, and as  he looked back at her, he slid one hand up and down upon his  stiff prick.  Betty could see the juice upon its lavender head  and the beautiful hairy cluster of his crotch, then veined and  wrinkled sack of his youthful testicles.  

"Mom," he said, "oh mom-- you handled everything perfectly  down there.  I tried to hold it back, but when daddy was fucking  Linda so hard, and there you were with Glenn between your legs--  I came all over my hand and onto the couch, too.  Wow-- I never  realized how huge dad's prick is, and to see it ramming into my  sister's snatch that way-- to watch you control it all and screw  Glenn so smoothly, all I can say is terrific."  

"I worried about you suffering," she said, moving slowly  toward the bed.  "Oh Danny, how much I wanted you to come on in  and join us, to have you fuck me and your sister.  But you heard  how your father was about me, even though he was feeling guilty  about screwing Linda.  He really didn't want Glenn to lay me,  even though he'd been sticking his daughter and going down on  her too.  So I was afraid you'd cause an uproar by coming in, at  that moment.  I suspect that we're going to have to keep your  daddy full of liquor, as it is."  

Danny said, "I was hoping, after Linda--" 

Betty sat upon the edge of the bed.  "I know, dear, I know.   But don't be too disappointed.  We'll get to him yet.  All he  needs is time and the release of his inhibitions.  He has to  learn not to be jealous, but to love that was the lesson you  taught me."  

He kissed the outthrust nipple of her tit, and continued to  play with his hard cock.  "Okay, mother; so long as I can fuck  you, that's all that counts, really.  Does Glenn know about  me?"  

"Yes, darling," Betty said, turning sot that her son could  better take her nipple into his warm mouth.  "I thought we might  show him how you and I love each other, and if you like, we'll  have him join us."  

Danny ran his tongue around her nipple bit down tenderly upon  it,  then shoved it out of his lips with the end of his  tongue.  "Both of us fucking you?  At the same time?"  

"Or whatever," Betty said, stroking her son's hair.  "We'll  make it a real nightcap, before your younger sister come home.   I've always wanted to have two men make love to me, together."  

"Yeah," Danny breathed, his eyes shining.  "Like you're our  slave, and we can make you do anything.  Like suck us off and  fuck us and -- oh wow; this is going to be far out, mom."  

"Listen," she said, "Glenn has turned off the shower.  He'll  be here in a minute."  

She lay down upon the bed beside Danny, who propped himself  up on an elbow and ran his free hand over her body, from tits to  box and back again.  Glenn came into the room, a towel around  his middle, and stopped to look wide-eyed at them.  

"Hi, Glenn," Danny said.  "We're glad you're here.  Come over  and help me fuck my mother.  She wants us both to dick her."  

Glenn dropped the towel and came over to the bed, his cock  rising and swelling with each step he took.  "You know, I always  wanted to screw my mom, but I never had the guts to try.   She's only in her forties now, so maybe it's no too late yet."  

Betty looked up at the pulsing cock, at the bronze hair  between h is legs and the muscled body; she said: "Your mother  will no doubt love it.  There's mother better than being screwed  by a son-- unless it's also by a son-in-law."  

"Damn," Glenn said, "I thought I was through for the night,  after blasting two loads into that pretty black pussy, but now  I'm ready to go again.  What do we do first, Danny?"  

Danny looked at Glenn.  "Did you ever eat her?"  

"N-- no; I never did that to anybody, not even Linda.  I  mean, it doesn't seem like I'd enjoy that, and--" 

"Man, it's great," Danny said.  "Here, let me show you--" 

Betty spread her legs and Danny crawled between them.  He  kissed her tits and her rib cage, and drew a hot wet trail down  her belly with his tongue.  When his face was poised inches from  the humid mound, he said, "It's beautiful.  Oh mother, your cunt  is so beautiful.  I'm going to kiss it now, and stick in my  tongue, and then I'm going to suck your pussy until you come.  I  just love eating your cunt, mom."  

"All right, dear," she murmured, and lifted her hips slightly  as her son plunged his seeking mouth deeply into the steamy  dampness of her labia.  As he worked his tongue and teeth, she  reached for Glenn's hand and drew him down to the bed with  them.  

"Oh," she said, "it's so wonderful, feeling his mouth in me,  feeling his wet tongue running around inside my vagina and  tickling my clitoris.  Danny is such a fantastic cunt eater."  

Glenn wet his lips with his tongue, staring down at the sight  of Danny burrowing his face hungrily into his mother's hairy  pussy.  "Yeah," he said, "that looks okay.  Excites me."  

Betty took hold of his stubby cock and ran her thumb around  the widely flaring head.  "It's lovely, Glenn.  It's so soft and  intimate, ooohh, Danny!  Oh yes, darling---mother loves you,  loves your hot mouth, your teeth, loves your tongue in her  cunt.. Uh, uh!  Oh Glenn, see how I'm fucking him, but instead  of riding his beautiful prick, I'm fucking my son in his  handsome face."  

Glenn moved his cock in her fingers, and she could hear the  harsh rasping of his breath.  Then Danny lifted his face from  his mother's cunt and said through dripping lips, "Come on,  Glenn.  You just do what comes naturally, and while you eat  mom's pussy, I'll climb up and titty fuck her while she blows  me.  After you make her come by sucking her sweet cunt, just  climb on up and lift her ass so you can shove your cock where  your tongue was."  

Wordlessly, Glenn moved to take Danny's place, lying down on  his belly and taking hold of Betty's thighs.  Danny slid his  crotch up her body, up across her belly, and she stared at the  approach of his prick.  It was distended from head to root,  shiny with leaking jism, and she adored the sight of it so slim  and eager.  

Glenn was uncertain in his movements, first lightly kissing  her belly, breathing into her pubic hair and caressing her inner  thighs.  But as Betty rolled her hips and hunched her pussy up  at him, he became bolder and touched his mouth to her wet  mound.  Then, with something like a sob, her buried his face  into the lubricated hairs, rubbing his cheeks into her labia,  his chin, his nose.  Glenn fastened his widespread mouth to the  trembling lips of her cunt and tried to draw it all between his  open teeth.  

Shuddering from that sensation, she felt her son take her big  breasts and press them together, after first dripping his  seminal fluid into their valley.  Danny held them squeezed close  and began to work the spongy head of his cock between the,  screwing her in the tits, sliding back and forth in the fold of  warmly throbbing flesh he had created.  She held to his buttocks  as he fed the greasy cock in and out of the valley between her  mounded breasts, and watched the polished head come closer to  her chin with each long stroke.  

Between her thighs, Glenn said arrgghh and burrowed his  teeth deep to catch her clit, worrying it with his tongue and  teeth, then gulping at her frothing cavity as if he wanted to  swallow her down.  It was loosing a tempest within the walls of  her vagina, creating a wet storm of passions that swirled and  tumbled against his mouth.  

Betty opened her own mouth, smiled as her son brought his  lunging prick closer, and when it tapped her chin, she reached  down to capture the rubbery head of it with her avid lips.   Danny edged closer on his knees, his slim belly heaving back and  forth, his balls dangling in a captivating rhythm against her  tits.  

"Love it," she mumbled around the head of his cock, and  sucked it on into her mouth to have it, caress it adoringly with  the hot workings of her tongue and the gentle biting of her  teeth.  

Her ass tightened and her pussy seemed to contract as a hot  flash burst through it.  She sucked hard upon her son's prick as  Glenn sucked violently upon her cunt, upon her expanding clit.   She came suddenly, furiously, in a rush of emotion and a  flooding of love oils that Glenn lapped down.  Her cunt thrust  against his face, and she clamped down savagely with her thighs,  holding his head pinned between them.  

Drawing Danny's prick far back into the velvet sleeve of her  throat, Betty pushed it back along the roof of her mouth by  using her tongue as a tender ramrod.  She chewed on the head,  ran the tip of her tongue into the sticky little slot, and  sucked it back inside.  Her hands held his balls, squeezed the,  and her nose nuzzled into this crisply curling public hair.   Clutching at his ass, she found one fingertip at his hole, and  held it there, pushing and wiggling while he thrust his prick  back and forth in her mouth.  

She felt Glenn raise his face from her crotch, knew the  wobbling of the bed as her son-in-law ran his hands under the  quaking cheeks of her ass and lifted her pelvis so that he could  shove in his stiff cock.  It slammed right into her wetly open  pussy, pushed all the way up into her juicy vagina until his  balls were in the crack of her ass.  

One man's prick in her cunt; one man's prick in her mouth.   Oh, it was good, good---Betty went wild with the combined joys  of her fucking and sucking.  Heaving and arching her back, her  tits slapped up into her son's balls, and he pulled so heavily  on upon the head of his cock that her cheeks dipped in against  it.  His ass wheeled and churned, and Glenn pumped his penis  strongly into her, dragging her ass toward him with each ramming  thrust, bouncing his balls into her dripping anus, flop-flop-  flop!   

"Mom-- oh sweet mom!  Oh baby, my mother-- my sweet prick- eater-- I'm about to come!  I'm going to let it go in your  mouth, mom.  IT will flood down your throat-- all my come, all  my hot semen!  Here, mother-- darling-- here it comes-- take  it!!"  

She sighed in ecstasy as the delicious stream hissed into the  back of her throat.  Thick and hot, slippery and creamy, her  son's come splashed the roof of her mouth and saturated her  tongue, drenched the insides of her suctioning cheeks and filled  her mouth to the teeth.  

Betty clung to his balls and moved her finger in his ass and  sucked, sucked, while the head of his young prick expanded and  contracted, and the ejaculation of his semen slowly diminished.  

"Fucking her!"  Glenn grunted, pouring the cock into her  shuddering vagina.  "Man, am I ever fucking your mother!"   Laying this prick up into her hot, greasy pussy that you and me  just went down on.  I ate her and made her come, man---and now  I'm screwing the same juicy snatch!  Ahh, Mrs.  Maddox-- oh  yeah, honey-- shake that beautiful ass and hunch your pussy up  on my prick.  Danny-- Danny!  I'm about to come in your mother's  cunt!!"  

Danny turned his head; his cock was still captured in Betty's  mouth, and he said: "Beautiful, man!  Let it all go into her  lovely pussy-- pump it on into mom's hot snatch-- come in her,  COME IN HER!!!"  

As he called out, his pelvis ground into Betty's face and his  prick was in her throat.  She clung happily to his ass, bucked  and groaned in a debauched rapture as she possessed two young  pricks, and as Glenn's went off inside her with a roar of semen  that was a boiling inundation her womb received with bliss.  

She came very close to fainting; her head spun and a soft  darkness wrapped itself all about her.  But Betty was still in  this new, exotic world, still conscious of the men on her and in  her.  Danny had come first, withdrawing his penis from her lips  and lifting one knee, raising himself from atop her breasts.  

Her eyelids fluttered and she wanted to tell him how  exquisite it had been for her, but her mouth couldn't form the  words; it was still filled with the magic flavor of her son's  cock.  She only wiggled a little bit as Glenn backed his prick  out of her lathered vagina, and when they were gone from her,  she wanted to call them both back, to retain them forever within  her flesh.  

But the drowsiness was in her and on her, a perfumed kind of  twilight sleep that carried her gently along to a special  nirvana.  Never had she been so loved, and never had she been  granted the boon of two worshippers using her willing and ardent  body at the same time.  Betty Maddox had been an altar, and they  had brought gifts to her, the precious offerings of themselves  and their passions.  

"She's tired out," she heard her son say, "but man, didn't  she give us both a ride?"  

"Didn't she," Glenn answered.  "That was the greatest thing  I've ever been into-- first, eating that elegant cunt, then  fucking her while she gave you a blow job.  Man, oh man-- I  thought my backbone was squirting out through the head of my  cock, when I came."  

"She always effects me that way," Danny said.  "Let's sleep  with her now, and we can screw her some more in the morning."  

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                           Chapter 12
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But the morning meant Nicole, and the girl was curious to the  point where it worried Betty.  She'd only had time for a quick  shower and to brush her teeth before Nikki was banging things in  the kitchen, throwing together some kind of breakfast.  

Reminded of her duty to her youngest child, Betty threw on  her pink robe and the furry scuffs to match, then hurried down to  take care of the girl.  There'd be breakfast to get for the rest  of the family, too; ham and eggs and hash-browns, she thought;  juice and hot biscuits with butter and homemade jam.  Everyone  needed replenishing, she knew-- herself as much as any of the  men.  

The men; that was a thrilling thought: not a man, but the  plural of man, and more than a couple-- three.  Fantastic,  incredible, but meek and square Betty Maddox had fucked three  males in the past two days; Chad, Danny and Glenn.  

Their names made a bouncy little refrain in her head as she  practically skipped into the kitchen.  

"Why so happy?"  Nikki asked, over a glass of orange juice.  

"No reasons," Betty answered.  "You made a mess at the  blender again.  " 

"I meant to clean it up.  Where'd everybody sleep?  I saw  Glenn and Linda's car outside."  

Betty busied herself with more oranges.  "Oh-- they were in  your brother's room, and Danny slept on the couch."  

"Not when I came in, and not when I came downstairs."  

Betty said, "Where's the big iron pan, the one I use for hash  browns."  

"Right there.  What's the big occasion?  We only have hash  browns when something big is happening."  

Betty couldn't look at her.  She said, " Why-- your sister  and brother-in- law are visiting for the weekend; that's an  event."  

"Big deal," Nikki grunted, and sat at the counter on the tall  stool, swinging one sun-browned and exceptionally shapely leg.   "I wonder where Danny really was, all last night."  

"I told you," Betty said sharply.  "Wash your hands and set  the table."  She watched her daughter's trim little tail as it  twitched away in the cutoff jeans.  Fifteen years old, and a  pocket sized Venus, it you know where and how to look;  the Maddoxes had been blessed with three beautiful children.  

Guiltily, she thought-- and at least two of them are the  sexiest things going; does the same sensuous blood run in  Nikki?  Has she also been casting covetous eyes at her father,  or at her brother?  Was she exposing that lovely wee body  somewhere besides the swimming pool?  

Betty shook her head, started the sausage under a cover, and  decided that the continuous and exotic screwing she had been  getting was affecting her way of thinking.  Nicole was so young;  why, at her age Betty had been only thinking about parties and  new dresses and -- boys.  Of course, boys.  And she had  been wondering how they did it, what made her penises jump up and  go hard, why they chased after a fat and ugly girl who only did  it with them.  

Was Nikki thinking about those things?  Kids grew up faster  now, learning all about sex in class-- and maybe in the locker  rooms, too.  Certainly at the drive-in movie, and if not on the  screen in those X-rated films, then in the backseat of a car.   Front seats of cars dropped down now, she remembered.  They  wouldn't even have to climb over.  And so many kids drove those  VW buses with curtains all around.  Who knew what the hell went  on back there?  

She was reaching; she was trying to rationalize her own  behavior, and that of the rest of the family.  If Nikki was out  screwing, that made it all okay.  If Nikki was getting it put to  her by some hard-dicked boy, that took the moral pressure off  her mother.  That's how Betty was thinking, and it didn't make a  lot of sense.  

But her youngest child was in the way.  The rest of them  could never get together openly while she was around.  And so  much yet had to be done in the matter of bringing Chad around,  to making him face the fact that his son was fucking his own  mother, who incidentally was Chad's lawful wedded wife.  She still  wasn't at all certain just how to go about that-- but it had  to happen.  

Chad had broken down and watched another man shove the cock  to his wife, but only because his older daughter had screwed him  and boozed him into a state of shock , and because she had him  tightly by his own prick at the time.  

"You're burning the sausage, mom."  

Betty jumped to rescue it, fanning away smoke and avoiding  her daughter's quizzical eyes.  Would it be possible to send the  girl away for a week or so?  

Nikki said, "It's good to be home, for a change.  Even if  Linda and Glenn are here.  I mean, every time I turn around, you  chase me out of the house, like there's some dark and sinister  plot afoot, and you don't want me nosing around."  

"Put on the jam," Betty said, "The frozen blackberry from the  freezer."  

"It is a special breakfast," Nikki said.  "That's holiday  kind of jam and no time else."  

"What the hell is wrong with you?"  Betty flared.  

Nicole hesitated, the said: "Nothing, I guess.  You look  pretty in that pink robe and sexy scuffs."  

Betty put down the spatula and took here child in her arms,  pressing her close and saying into the soft hair as long and  black as her own: "I'm sorry, Nikki; really I am.  We-- I've  been under a sort of strain lately, and I don't know--" 

Nikki snuggled close, so small and helpless-sized, putting  her face in her mother's breasts.  "Can I help?"  

"I--" Betty wet her lips with a nervous tongue, but couldn't  bring herself to say it.  "No, I guess not."  

But the girl could.  Not necessarily by staying away from  home all weekend, but certainly by---Betty blinked and held the  perfectly formed little body even tighter, squeezing Nikki's face  into her tits.  

Suppose-- just suppose-- the girl could be brought into it,  really into the family circle so recently and so excitingly  formed?  If she could be taught the things she didn't know, if  she could adjust to the idea that everyone else in her immediate  family was screwing each other, then perhaps Nikki would no  longer be a problem.  

And she would undoubtedly be the absolute answer to Chad's  stubborn reluctance to freely exchange his wife with his son, as  well as his son-- in- law.  If Chad got to fuck Nicole, if he  shoved that massive dick into his baby daughter as well as his  married one, he'd have no comeback at all if Betty and Danny  wanted to screw.  

Would the girl, could she-- Betty found herself trembling  in excitement, in an erotic anticipation.  Nikki and her dad;  Linda and her dad; Danny and his mother-- as well as his  sisters.  And Glenn-- dear, muscular, thrilling Glenn-- he could  have three softly willing cunts at his disposal.  

Three males and three females; Betty shivered again, and her  hand were strong upon the delicate curving of her daughter's  back, her thighs pushing unconsciously against the girl's slight  body.  

"Hey, mom-- you're strangling me.  Wow; do you think I'll  ever grow big boobies like yours?"  

It would be perfect, Betty saw it would work out just fine,  but not with her father at first.  His prick was too massive for  this diminutive girl to take into her compact body, and if Nikki  was still a virgin, such a task would be impossible-- and even  the attempt could bring on such a traumatic experience that the  girl would be ruined for open, honest sex ever after.  

Who, then?  Danny would be fine, with his slim prick.  But  she and her brother were always yammering at each other; maybe  Nikki wouldn't go for Danny right at first.  That left Glenn;  his cock was thicker, but he was a very attractive man, and  since he belonged to Nikki's sister, there might be spice added  to the seduction.  

If not Glenn, then Danny would have to replace h him, and if  a tender kind of rape had to be performed, so be it.  The girl  had Betty's hot blood in her, and Chad's voluptuous nature; once  well fucked, she would respond.  That much stood to reason.  

"Well?"  Nicole asked.  "Will I ever get big ones?  I know  they'll never grow as big as your boobs, but I mean big for my  size."  

Betty let go her daughter and stepped back to smile down at  Nikki.  "Yours are just fine; they're beautiful as they are."  

"You think so, mom?  Really?"  

"Of course, and the rest of you is superb, too.  You have a  jeweled little body, Nicole, pertly formed and saucy.  Men will  go wild over you, give the chance."  

Nikki's mouth twitched and she turned quickly away.  "Hey!   Now the biscuits are smoking!"  

Danny came into the kitchen just then, followed closely by  Glenn.  Turning on the ceiling fan to clear the smoke, Betty  could hear water running in the pipes, which meant someone else  was in the shower.  She wouldn't have to wake Chad and Linda,  then.  

Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast  vanished in hungry mouths, and there wasn't the strain she had- expected-- but for Chad.  He kept his eyes on his plate and only  grunted when somebody spoke to him.  

He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude,  Betty thought.  Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped right  into an incestuous affair with his older daughter, without a  struggle.  If he was sorry, he couldn't just take it all back--  especially that oral love he had given Linda, nor that friendly  push on Glenn's ass to help the boy drive home his prick into  Betty's pussy.  Those acts were irrevocable, and Chad might as  well admit it.  

Betty brought him a Bloody Mary, anyhow, and nodded at his  grunt of thanks.  The others eddied out into the living room, or  onto the patio, but Linda stayed to help.  "Daddy's kind of  surly this morning.  He wouldn't even look at me when he woke up  in bed together, much less touch me; just jumped up and ran into  the bath."  

"He's being the repentant sinner, dear, and if we don't  handle him right, soon he'll be the martyr.  I'll leave it to you  to take care of him.  Nobody else ever bossed him around the way  you can."  

Linda grinned.  "Isn't that fabulous?  I mean the way he just  folds up if I act mad.  It's a lot of fun for me.  Let him have a  drink or two, and then I'll take care of him, if I have to make a  little whip and wear black boots."  

Betty laughed, then told Linda of her plan to use Nikki for  further softening of Chad's wall of resistance.  

"I think that's wonderful," Linda exclaimed.  "Start her in  young, and she won't miss all the years the rest of us have  lost.  And you know what, mom?  I'll bet that Little Nikki isn't  that sweet innocent you think."  

"Maybe not," Betty said.  "But who ought to do the job on her  first?"  

Linda thought that over.  "look-- I'll go into the family  room and work daddy over, pour a little more juice into him.   The neighbors can't see into our patio, so if you tell the other  guys and let them work on her until she indicates her choice,  that should do it.  And so you won't be left out in the cold,  after a little while you can come on in with daddy and me.   We'll put him through the jumps together, if you like."  

The idea tingled in Betty's tummy, spread to her tits, and  she said, "Great.  You and I and your father; that ought to  break him down-- or do him in."  

"Yeah," Linda chuckled.  "See you later."  

From the liquor closet, Betty brought out two big pitchers  which she filled with ice cubes.  She poured gin into them,  filled them the rest of the way with domestic champagne.  French  75s, she remembered; a sneaky drink she'd know while she was a  single girl.  A glass or two of the mixture, and Nikki should be  ready for just about any suggestion.  

It went well from the beginning.  Danny brought his tape deck  and speakers to the patio; there were snacks and the highly  volatile French 75s, smooth to the taste and explosive in the  stomach.  Nikki had been surprised to be served drinks with the  rest , but she covered it pretty well, pretending she was as  grownup as her brother, but since he was taking the drinks in  stride, so did she.  

Nikki didn't question the absence of her father and sister,  assuming they were doing something in the house.  Which indeed  they were, Betty thought; by now Linda would have her  recalcitrant father well in hand, or between her legs,  or wherever.  

Betty started dancing with Glenn, moving to slower music,  graceful in her pink robe and the jazzy scuffs.  There was  nothing under the robe but her own tingling flesh, and she kept  that covered for now, holding her son-in-law only a little closer  than propriety called for.  

Danny and Nikki looked nice together, Betty thought, watching  them grind and bump through the sensuous dancing they favored,  and when she took her son for a partner, Nikki blended as well  with Glenn.  s they moved to the changing rhythms of the tapes,  Danny sneaked a feel here and there, cupping the cheek of her ass  with a quick motion, or rubbing his chest back and forth across  her breasts, and sometimes slipping his knee between her  thighs.  

Betty said in his ear: "Watch it!  Don't scare her off."  

Danny whispered back, "Scare her off, hell---look at her  shaking it at Glenn; she's just about rubbing it on him."  

"Give her another drink, next chance you get.  do you think  she's settled on Glenn, that she'll lay him if he really tries?"  

"I don't know," Danny said.  "She may be afraid-- here at the  house, with Linda's husband, and Linda somewhere around.  To say  nothing of you and dad.  If you don't mind swinging with Glenn  again, I guess I'd better try it with Nikki, take her up to her  own room.  That way, you could open the hall door and see what's  happening."  

"All right," Betty agreed.  "But I'll miss your own special  screwing, dear; and I desperately want to get us all together.   You understand."  

"Sure, mom.  I want to get into Nikki, anyhow, to see what  she's got.  She's really a cute little kid, and if she's as hot  as the rest of the family, she'll be a great screw.  I'd better  get to her now; she looks wobbly because of the drinks."  

Sipping tall glasses, Betty and Glenn watched the boy talking  to his sister, watched him lead her gently from the patio and  into the house.  Glenn said, "She was hanging back from me.   Think Danny will dick her?"  

Betty nodded.  "He's taking her into her own room where  she'll feel safer, hidden.  Give him a few minutes, and the  we'll sneak up into the hall and take a peep.  He promised to  leave the door open just a crack."  

Glenn took a long drink.  "I married into a terrific family.   Of course, I've only fucked two of the girls so far, but I'll get  to stick Nikki, too.  And I sure get turned on, seeing all the- sights-- like Chad laying his own daughter, my wife; like  watching your son with his cock in your mouth, while I'm cramming  mine into that hot, juicy box of yours.  Now I'll see Danny fuck  his little sister, and pretty soon, Linda will take him on, too.   Man, oh man; I sure wish my own mother was in town."  

Betty touched his arm.  "She will be; you can bring her into  the group any time you think she's ready.  After all, she's  practically one of the family, isn't she?"  

Glenn put his hand on his cock.  His own terrycloth robe had  fallen open to expose his erection, and it was lovely, Betty  saw.  He drew his fingertips gently over the staff and around  the head.  "I'll bring mother here; and if she doesn't swing  easily, I'll rape her.  I know she needs some cock; she's been  a widow for more than eight years, and hasn't been fucked in all  that time.  I'd love to stick this up her cunt, and I'll bet  she'd dig it, once she got over the idea that incest is such a  terrible thing."  

"Come on," Betty said, "let's go upstairs.  We'd better not  hesitate at the family room, either.  I don't know what your wife  is doing to her father, but if we hang around to watch, we'll  never find out how Nikki is reacting to her brother."  

"This is going to be a long, crazy weekend," Glenn said, and  took her hand.  The head of his penis kept poking out of his  robe as they went inside, skirted the family room and climbed  the stairs.  

Finger to her lips, Betty led her eager son-in-law to the  doorway of Nicole's room.  The door itself was closed, but the  lock hadn't caught.  Betty thought her son had only pretended to  lock the door, to make his sister fell safer.  She listened and  heard murmuring, but no raised voices, so they weren't fighting  it out.  Pushing gently upon the door, she swung it open an inch  or two, so she could see the bed.  

Nikki was lying across the bed, on the pink and frilly  spread.  She still had on her cutoffs, but her feet were now  bare, so were her tits.  They were gorgeous little things,  daintily pointed and rounded and nippled with exciting small  points.  They were pale white, where the bra of Nikki's swimsuit  had covered the skin, but the rest of her was golden brown, and  somehow the two- tone colors were more stimulating than an even  shade would be.  

Danny was sitting beside his younger sister, more deeply  bronzed than she, but he still had on his shorts.  There was the  now familiar bulge in them, Betty saw; he had been talking and  approaching the ultimate moment with care, and now the time was  at hand.  

Nikki said: "Are they pretty?  Mom said they were, and she  never saw them naked like this."  

He reached to touch her breasts, to trace their taut circles  with a fingertip.  "They're very beautiful, Nikki, but I'd bet  you've heard that before."  

She smiled up at him, wet-lipped and with mischievous eyes.   "sure, but those guys would say anything when they've got a hard  on.  I wanted to hear it from you."  

"I've got a hard on, too."  

"I know," Nikki giggled, "but you're honest.  Those other- guys-- they'd lie like crazy, just to dip their things into a  girl.  But if you say my boobies are pretty, I guess they are.  I  just wish they were a lot bigger and softer, like mom's.  Wow;  did you ever see such tits!"  

Danny kept fondling her small breasts, leaning over her, his  hands gentle and knowing.  Watching, Betty knew a tremble of fear  within her body, and a darting of anticipation.  They were so  beautiful, her children there; together, making love, they would  be so charming her heart would break to see them.  

"You swung with many other guys?"  Danny asked.  "Just  two," Nikki said, running her hand along his forearms as he  caressed her tits.  "But plenty of times with both of them.   Sally and me kind of change off between the guys and it's a real,  kick.  Oh wow; all that gin is making me dizzy, but I still want  to know how come you've got an itch for me, all of a sudden."  

Danny leaned back and used his thumbs to pull down his  shorts.  His long, slim prick stood tall and throbbing.  "It's  not all of a sudden, Nikki; I just didn't know if you were  mature enough for me yet.  I've admired your trim little ass for  a long time.  And I don't mean if you were mature enough to  screw, but to screw your brother; you have to be open and grown  up for that."  

"Your prong is longer than theirs," Nikki said, staring with  interest at her brother's penis.  "And I'm grownup enough for  incest.  Who do you think was hiding in the alley the other  night?"  

"That noise we heard---- mom and me?"  

Nikki giggled again.  "That was me, falling into an ashcan.   Had my jeans around my knees and a finger up myself.  Oh wow---I  never saw anything like it; not with Sally anyhow."  

Danny unzipped his sister's cutoffs, and Nikki lifted her  butt so he could slide them down her slim legs.  Betty caught  her breath at the sight of her daughter's little vee.  The girl  had only a faint feathering of pubic hair, lightly seeded over  her lovely mini-mound, but the few hairs were jet black,  and singularly appealing against the untanned whiteness of her  skin there.  

At Betty's ear, Glenn Forester whispered, " Hey now!  That's  a sweet, little- girl pussy.." 

Betty put her hand out to hush him, but lowered it to take  hold of his swollen cock.  She squeezed that in warning, for they  certainly didn't want to frighten Nikki now; not when she was  just about to take her brother's prick into her cunt for the  first time.  

Other guys, Nikki had said; she and her friend Sally had been  changing off with two boys, screwing them both in what might be  termed a small and blessedly restricted kind of early teenage  swap club.  And Betty had been fretting that Nikki would be a  cherry.  No chance, with her mother's not blood racing within  her.  

"Kiss it a little, Danny," the girl said softly, and her  brother obediently lowered himself to draw his mouth over her  flat and boyish belly, to lick into her tiny navel while Nikki  heaved and squirmed.  

Entranced, Betty stared as her son stroked her daughter's  hips and belly and thighs, as he moved his handsome face down  into the valley between Nikki's sleek legs.  His mouth covered  the nearly hairless mound, and Danny closed his eyes as he  manipulated his tongue into the childish vagina.  

"Great," Nikki panted, "oh Danny-- that's really wild.  You  know how to do it better-- oh, oh-- great!  

His head came up and he said, "I'll finish that after.  But  first I want to fuck this beautiful little hole.  First mom, then  Linda, and now you."  

Nikki said, "You screwed Linda, too?"  Did Glenn know?"  

"Not at first; he does now.  We're all swinging , Nikki--  dad's sticking Linda, too, and mom had a couple of sessions with  Glenn."  

The girl made a low, whistling sound.  "Then you'd better  hurry and initiate me.  Daddy and Glenn-- wow!  Will they screw  me, too?"  

Danny said, "Pay attention to what you're doing," and closed  his mouth over hers, one arm around her neck and one around her  miniature waist.  His cockhead was feeling for her delicate  vulva, and Nikki twisted her ass to guide him home.  

Betty watched the solid length of Danny's prick slide slowly,  wonderfully, up into the clenching hotness of his younger  sister's yearning pussy.  They were competing the circle, adding  yet another length to the enchanted chain of tempestuous events  that had begun in this house such a short time ago.  

"Look at that," Glenn whispered, hunching his groin sot that  his own hard prick slid back and forth in Betty's hand.  "Look  at him stick that prick into his little sister's cunt."  

Excitedly, Glenn's hands caught at Betty, one on the cheek of  her ass, one gripping her left tit.  She continued to clasp his  cock, but could not take her eyes away from the magic scene in  the bedroom.  

There, Nikki was hissing, "That's the way, baby.  Stick me  deep, man-- run it right up my pussy-- had cock, hard peter-- oh  baby, baby-- fuck me, Danny-- fuck me!"  

Betty watched the boy's prick work, saw it back out shining  with Nikki's lubrications, saw it shove back inside the gripping  little cunt, saw her son's balls swing into the uplifted crack  of her daughter's ass.  Trembles shook the girl and shook Betty,  too.  It was so sweet and hot, so vibrant and moving.   The children blended, handsome and beautiful, and the spicy  rhythm of their youthful fucking was the heartbeat of the  universe.  

"I love them so, " Betty sighed, and turned slightly so that  she could back her ass into Glenn.  

He lifted her robe and prodded the blunt end of his rod into  the crevice between her cheeks, sliding it off her contracted  asshole and along the fiery lips of her aroused cunt.  Betty  leaned forward a little, reached between her thighs and took his  cock so she could set the spongy, slippery head of it into  her own throbbing slot.  

Glenn pushed it up and in, lancing her deep and solidly,  settling the widely flanged head of his prick into her moist  vagina, bringing the golden haired sack of his balls up between  the tops her soft thighs.  Having his meat in her pussy involved  Betty even more deeply in the scene she was watching, made her  more a true participant in the beguiling love making her  children were giving and receiving.  

Being fucked gently and slowly from behind, Glenn's hands on  her quaking tits and his belly pushed against her ass, Betty was  at once Nikki Maddox and herself, and Glenn's prick was his, and  yet her son's prick working within the worshiping glove of her  wet pussy.  She was young and she was mature; she was mother and  daughter, the fucking and the fucked.  

Oh the bed, Danny murmured into this sister's mouth: "Oh- Nikki-- you're so tight, so slimy inside your little cunt.  Man!   What a grip it's got-- you're a crazy piece of ass, little  sister, and anybody who gets to screw you is a lucky guy."  

Nikki bent her knees and drew her heels far back, until they  were under the fragile appearing cheeks of her dainty ass.  Knees  thrown wide then, using her heels as leverage, she used her  pelvis like an elevator, hiking her pussy and her brother up off  the bed, lowering him again, and when she reached the top of her  arching, Nikki rolled her ass to give that additional fillip of  wantonness.  

Nikki panted, twisted her small crotch on her brother's  surging cock, and said, "Danny-- oh Danny!  You're the best I  ever had-- the hardest, longest prick, the nicest way of- screwing-- I love your prick, Danny' I love you!"  

He fed the meat to his elfin little sister, packed his rigid  staff into her with corkscrewing motions, his balls swinging, his  belly turning wet with sweat and dipping in and out.  "Nikki,  sweet little Nicole!  I love you, too.  I love your narrow puss  and your darling, tiny ass, and I love your fascinating mini  tits.  Fuck your brother, baby sister-- oh, fuck me hot and  dirty, because I'm just about to come!  I'm - -ahhh!  -- I'm  coming into you Nikki!  I'm pouring my come into your little girl- cunt-- uh-- UH!  ---UHHH!!!  

"Shove that prick to me!"  Nikki called out loud and  ringing.  Her ass pumped furiously, and she ground her pelvis  in a wringing undulation that chewed at her bother's cock.  Tiny  slippery with sweat, gasping and fucking madly, she suddenly  lifted Danny off the bed with a tremendous humping of her entire  lower body.  

"I'm coming-- coming-- coming!"  she chanted.  "Come in me--  hard prick-- shoot the sweet jism to me-- coming-- coming!  

Betty swiveled her own ass, took the wetly heaving strokes  of Glenn's penis in her convulsing pussy, and tried to make it  to her own orgasm in the wake of her children's captivating  climaxes.  Her son-in-law thrust it to her, fed his round meat  eagerly into the blistering velvet of her cunt, and his balls  went slap-- slap against her thighs.  Using her tits for hand  holds, Glenn stuck her deep and wiggled it around when he hit  bottom; Betty rode that prong with enthusiasm, hunched back and  clamped her thighs together to make that slippery rod give more  pressure to her clitoris.  

Into her hear, Glenn hissed: "Look at 'em lying there  together, just a couple of horny kids.  While I'm fucking their- mama-- while I'm screwing their mama's nice hot cunt-- and I'm  going to shoot off into their mama's pussy-- pumping my cock  into their mama's sweet juicy pussy-- oh, your soft ass, Mrs. - Maddox-- your soft, greasy cunt-- and these fine tits like- pillows---" 

She came almost at the split second Glenn loosed his geyser  of semen, her vagina clenching and shivering around the length  and the thickness of his flexing prick.  She clung to the  doorknob, her knees going weak as the wild feeling, the hotly  erotic joy splashed throughout her body and bubbled echoing  in the far corners of her mind.  

Weakly, she dropped forward, and might have fallen, if he  hadn't held to her tits and pulled her ass back once more upon  his impaling cock, wringing the last sticky drop of semen from  its pulsing head.  

Helping her, Glenn backed away, pulled her with him, and she  slowly straightened up, clamping his penis strongly within the  grip of her pussy, sided by the tightening of her buttocks.   They made it into her bedroom lock- stepping that way, because  her legs were long and sleek, and she could keep his meat inside  her as they maneuvered along the way.  

She collapsed face down across her bed, dragging her lover  with her.  Into the coverlet she said, "Nikki is hot, too.  She  just fucked her brother, so the next thing to do is move her  along to you, Glenn.  And then to her daddy.  Once Chad screws  Nikki, he can't drag his feet any longer; he'll have to agree to  hiss on fucking me.  At last, it will all be out in the open, all  our screwing turned honest and above board."  

Glenn lay lightly on top of her, his prick softening,  slipping tenderly and wetly from the seizure of her cunt lips.   He said, "The cheeks of your ass are so soft and smooth.  I'd  like to put it right on up your ass, Betty.  I've never done  that to anybody since I was a little kid, and then it was to  another boy.  We took turns cornholing each other, but I never  really got my cock deep into his asshole.  I'd like to try it  with you, Mrs.  Maddox.  

 

                       Chapter 13
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Downstairs, Betty locked the kitchen door, then passed to the  front and bolted that one, also.  On a Saturday, no telling who  might drop by unexpectedly, and she certainly didn't want  anybody visiting.  No Disturbances, she thought; no  interference with the ultimate closeness that was so fast  developing in her family.  They needed nobody but themselves,  for who could offer them more?  

Wearing her robe, but barefoot now, Betty moved toward the  family room, not sure of what she would find there, but needing  some kind of communication with her husband.  She did love  him, and right now, possibly more than she had ever loved him in  their entire married life.  For love wasn't all taking, and it  wasn't hiding, nor jealousy, and love wasn't composed of tight  little restrictions and a whole list of no-noes.  

Love was giving, and sharing, and what better way to share  than the ecstasies of their bodies and the invitational openings  of their minds?  When Betty screwed her son, she accepted his  love, the adoration of his hard young prick for her soft and  motherly cunt.  When her son fucked his sisters, he was going  beyond the sibling affection required by convention; he was  truly showing his sentiment for them, in the most solid form  possible.  

Chad had screwed his older daughter, and at the end, it had  turned into a battle, a frantic attempt for who dispensed  largess and discipline.  But Linda had won the contest, and now  Chad had retreated.  

She had to bring him back, Betty thought, not as the  domineering father figure, but as the lover she knew him to be,  gentle and sexy and sometimes impetuous.  He could be the same  to his daughters, fucking and ardent, sucking and devoted,  giving them the benefit of his years of experience.  They would  be enchanted with him, as Betty had been, and was quickly  becoming again.  

Just inside the archway, Betty paused, peering into the half  gloom caused by drawn drapes.  She made them out across the room  by the bar, where her daughter sat naked and leg-spread upon one  of the stools, her heels hooked onto a rung.  She had a glass of  whiskey in one had, and as Betty watched, Linda spilled some of  the dark liquid down her belly, and into the deep, springy bush  of her pubic hair.  

Only then did Betty see her husband, and Linda's daddy, there  at the girl's feet, crouched and appearing curiously defenseless  in his nudity.  

Linda said, "Here's a drink for you, daddy.  Come lick it off  my tummy, and out of my cunt hairs.  Come on, daddy-- before I  get mad at you."  

"Baby," Chad said, "I love you, you know that, but--" 

Linda gestured imperiously, and splashed more of the liquor  into her crotch.  "But if you want to fuck me again, you have  to do as I tell you.  And you like being told what to do,  really, you love me bossing you, making you my slave.  Now,  father; lick me!!"  

Betty took a step forward and put out one hand, but let it  fall, Maybe Chad did like to be dominated by his daughter, to  be humbled and even degraded.  If he did, she had no right to  horn into his pleasures.  She waited quietly, standing and  looking at the naked back of her husband as he kneeled before  Linda ; and Licked the whiskey from her pale white belly.  

"All over," she commanded.  "My hips, and deep into my belly  button.  Ah, yes-- now you're being a good boy.  Lick right on  down into my pussy, daddy dear-- stick your nice not tongue on  into my hair and suck them all dry."  

"Yes, darling," Chad mumbled, and hurried to complete his  task, lapping and nuzzling at the spilled whiskey, cleaning the  stuff from his daughter's mound with his eager mouth.  

Betty moved closer, her tits lifting, their nipples hard with  a sudden ache as she watched the scene.  It was exciting, the  girl dominant, the man passive and obedient, docile.  It might  be a kick to do it herself, she thought-- but Chad probably  wouldn't want it, from her.  

Linda saw her the, and smiled, beckoned to her with one had;  the other lay upon her father's head, holding his face into her  pussy.  "hi, mom."  

Chad tried to move, and his daughter lifted one leg to curl  around his neck and shoulders.  "No, daddy!  Don't you move.   Stay right there, you hear?  Mom isn't he sweet?  Just like a  big puppy dog, but a puppy with a hard on-- and he'd have to be  a Saint Bernard to have a cock like that."  

Betty said softly, "I thought you and I-- now that the other  thing is done?"  

Linda held one hand over her father's head, and Betty took  it, standing so close that her knees brushed her husband's  back.  Linda said, "That's where Glenn is, then-- getting his  share?"  

Nodding, Betty squeezed her daughter's strong, smooth hand.   "But I was also fretting over Chad.  There's so much to do yet,  and I wondered--" 

"It's just perfect," Linda said.  "we're here now, and  everyone else is busy, so why don't you and I and daddy -----" 

Chad trembled against her knees, and Betty shivered in  response.  "You mean-- you and I---with Chad watching, or--" 

"Or joining in, when he has a the room and the inclination.   Why not?  Poor daddy; I haven't let him screw me yet today, and  his big, angry prick must be about to split!"  

"But his wife and his daughter?"  

Linda removed her leg, put one small foot against her daddy's  hairy chest and nudged him aside.  The rich brown hairs of her  cunt gleamed, where he had been licking them.  She said, "You've  never had a woman, huh, mom?  Remember I told you about the oral  love with a boy before I married Glenn?  Well, there was a girl,  also.  And it's as much fun with one as the other-- more, in  some ways.  Gee, I'm glad to be the one to teach you."  

Betty said, "Chad," but he climbed up and poured himself a  big drink, his back to her and his stiff rod pushing against the  padded leatherette of the bar front.  

"Daddy," Linda said, " you just sit and watch if you want to,  but if you want to jump in, later-- you can.  You have my  permission.  And you can fuck either of us, or both of us."  

Betty saw her husband's shoulders quiver, but there wasn't  time to say anything else to him, because her daughter slid off  the barstool and advanced toward her, both arms held wide, and  Betty just naturally went into them.  

Her large breasts covered Linda's smaller, firm ones, and  their bellies merged, their mounds pushing tenderly against each  other.  Betty was slightly taller, and more full bodied, but her  daughter was well modeled, and with a wickedly longing stare in  her eyes, an intent dampness about her mouth."  

"Just hold me the way you do daddy, or Glenn, " Linda said.   "oooh, mother' your big tits feel so good, all soft and cuddly,  and your belly is like white satin, your mound-- ooohhh, mom--  your pussy is so hairy and deep; oh wow, how wonderful it is;  how fabulous it must be to fuck such a tender cunt."  

Betty looked past her daughter's shoulder, held her very  closely and squirmy and looked at Chad as he turned slowly on  the barstool; his penis was huge it knob glowing, purple, and  wet.  He stared at them, his eyes fixed and his mouth slightly  open.  His chest was rising and falling with the rapid pace of  his breathing.  

That's when Linda moved her mother back a step or two, then  pulled her gently to the floor, going down to the soft carpet  with her.  "Lie back, mom; you be the woman and I'll be the  man."  

Feeling warm and relaxed all over, Betty sank back, her  thighs falling open, her arms upheld for her lovely daughter.   And Linda came into them, but slowly and with a tantalizing  fondling of her mother's body.  The girl's soft hand ran over  Betty's breasts, pinching the nipples, pressing the mounds  almost flat and letting them pop up again.  

She caressed her mother's rib cage, then her hips and belly,  and put both hands delicately between Betty's thighs to cup the  quivering softness of her mound.  But only for a moment, only  for the space of time it takes to deposit a fleeting caress.   Then the girl lay down atop Betty's pulsating body, as a male  lover would mount her.  Linda's mouth sought Betty's, and her  lips were sweet, her tongue a flickering blaze that searched  over Betty's tongue, asking love in return.  

Tit to tit, belly to belly, they lay gasping together, and  Betty arched her back, lifted her knees high so that she could  wrap her long legs around her daughter's slim waist.  They were  rocking, heaving together, the lips of the cunts rubbing wetly,  their hairy crotches meeting and twisting in a primeval hunger.  

Why, Betty thought dizzily, it's very much like being fucked  by a man, except there's no real penetration-- only the  thrilling kiss of pussy to pussy, and the massaging of one  clitoris upon the other.  Linda had such a rich cunt, she  thought, and her flesh was satiny, her mouth a damply demanding  furnace that drew her mother's tongue in and halfway down her  throat.  

Joyously, Betty abandoned any residual clinging to outmoded  restrictions, and surged strongly, positively, against the hot  caress of her daughter's pussy.  Each time their clits touched,  a violent thrill shot through her body, and the sweaty rubbing  on their bellies, the slippery hunching and squirming of their  mounds, made every sensation erotic, electric.  

"Oh mama, " Linda breathed, "oh sweet mother-- what a soft  pussy you have!   We're screwing each other, mama dear; we're  fucking, you and I-- rubbing our cunts together and I'm in  between your thighs, just like daddy make it.  Fuck me back,  mama darling-- oh, rub that crazy pussy into mine until we  come!"  

Yes, baby!"  Betty gasped.  "Oh, yes, my lovely daughter.   Oh, your mouth, your tits-- that steamy young cunt against mine-   oohhh, I could just squeeze you to death with my legs.  Sweet  baby, pretty girl with the boiling hot pussy---oh, how your  mother loves you!"  

Twisting, pulling her daughter's crotch violently down into  her own, Betty fucked savagely into the voluptuous cunt that  pushed into her, and in turn, covered hers.  Slippery and  skidding, wet and greasy, their hairy labia shook and quivered.   They humped and shoved, wiggled and churned, and Linda was the  first to cry out.  

"Mama-- oh, mama!"  she moaned, rolling her belly.  "I'm  about to come, sweetheart-- oh mother dear, my cunt is on fire--  I coming---I'm coming!"  

Desperately, she clamped the girl in her arms her teeth  raking across Linda's, her cunt slamming into her daughter's,  her legs squeezing the girl's waist.  

Betty's head whirled and she couldn't get her breath.  She  fell back panting, and Linda fastened her mouth to one of her  nipples.  Waves of foaming orgasm heaved and fell within Betty's  pussy, and her asshole contracted in jealous reaction.  Inside  her thighs, tremors raced up and down, and every time her  daughter's cunt flexed, Betty felt it against her own lascivious  mound.  

They embraced only for a little while longer, then, sighing,  Linda raised her body from her mother's supine one; their cunts  came apart with a suctioning noise, and Linda murmured, "You're  very sweet, mother-- and very beautiful."  

The girl climbed erect and Betty lay still, resting, still  melted together inside her body.  She looked up at her daughter,  at the shapely legs and thick, brown vee, at the satiny belly  and the firmly jutting tits and thought what a lucky man Glenn  was, to have picked this lovely, highly passionate girl for his  wife.  

Only then did Betty remember that her own husband had been  close by, all the time she and her daughter had been fucking,  that Chad had been staring transfixed at this wife and his  oldest child as they ground and humped and screwed together.  

But Linda had kept it in mind all the time, evidently.  She  posed sexily for her father, stood imperiously with her cunt  thrust forward and her tits proudly high.  Chin up, she strode  past where he sat on the barstool with his massive penis erectly  throbbing.  When she came from behind the bar, Linda carried a  thin riding crop.  They'd brought it back from Mexico some  summers ago, and it was part of the wall decoration.  Now Linda  was about to put it to use.  

She pointed it at her father.  "Dad-- go lie down over there,  right beside mother.  Do as I say!"  

Chad seemed to fold into himself, to actually cringe as Linda  shook the crop at him, but he didn't climb off the stool.   Embarrassed, Betty got off the floor and stood uncertainly,  enthralled by this sexual domination their daughter had achieved  over her father.  For Betty could see that Chad actually  wanted to be mastered by Linda, that he was waiting eagerly  for it.  And his daughter did not disappoint him.  

Moving forward, regal as a queen, Linda flicked her daddy on  the head of his swollen prick with the end of the leather riding  crop.  He winced, but Betty could see white juice spring from  the slot of his glans and realized that he enjoyed the dollop of  pain, or perhaps the symbol of chastisement.  He climbed from  the stool and moved stiffly to the middle of the carpet,  standing with his hairy back to them until his daughter popped  the crop across his ass.  Then he lay down quickly, rolling over  onto his back with his monstrous staff pointing straight up and  perhaps distended farther than Betty had ever seen it before.   It was a magnificent erection!  

"Now, mom," Linda said, "since I'm bossing this little  affair, I want you to go around and stand at daddy's head.   That's the way, darling-- and my, but your nice round ass  jiggles so sweetly when you walk; you're sexy, mom.  Now; put  one foot on each side of his head-- got ahead; he'll lie still  for it.  Just stand there with your legs apart a little so he  can stare up into the juicy lips of your lovely pussy.  

Linda moved toward them, swaying her svelte hips, making an  exaggerated roll of her belly and ass.  The leather riding crop  was tapping against the calf of her leg-- tap-tap-tap.  For a  crazy moment, Betty herself felt a strange exultation touched  with terror, as if her daughter was going to beat her naked  flesh, to be torture mistress over all.  Betty would be punished  for her transgressions, with whip and spur, and the hairy wet  cunt would be queen forever.  

Linda positioned herself over her father's waiting body,  standing with opened thighs directly above his upstanding cock.   Chad lay quietly, passive, his arms at his side, but his eyes  were open and his chest heaving.  Most alive was his prick, tall  and thick with its head practically bathed in the gleaming  juices leaking from its tiny mouth.  

The girl said, "We'll use him between us, darling.  You have  him eat your lovely cunt, and I'll take the swelling out of that  big, eager cock of his."  

Chad said, "I-- I never did that before.  I never went down on any woman, not even your mother." 

Linda reached down with the riding crop, tapped his penis  with it.  "Then it's time you learned, Daddy.  Mom has such a  beautiful pussy, you should have eaten her years and years ago.   Glenn did it to her.  My husband got his tongue inside your  wife's cunt and made her come, so now mom know how good it  feels.  And you'll do a super job, daddy---I'm sure you will,  because you'd better!"  

Smiling at her mother, lowering herself to her knees so that  her profusely feathered crotch was just above the blunt head of  her daddy's cock; Linda said, "Just do the same as I'm doing,  darling.  Kneel down and let him quiver for awhile."  

Betty kneeled, her kneecaps touching the biceps of her  husbands arms, a tremor moving excitedly in her tummy, and she  thought of Glenn's semen still within her vagina, of the recent  fucking she had taken from her impetuous son-in- law.  Chad was  going to put his tongue inside; she was going to actually sit  down on his mouth and he was going to eat her cunt, for the  first time in their married lives.  And as Linda said, it was  about time.  

"Now, mom, ," her daughter said, lowering her crotch just a  bit and using her hand to guide the shuddering, anxious head of  her father's prick into the springy depths of that curly brown  pubic hair.  Her other had reached out to her mother, and Betty  put her fingers into Linda's soft, warm palm as she sat gently  down upon Chad's waiting, helpless face.  

A hot, wet shock jolted through her body as he sticky labia  came in contact with his lips.  For an indecisive moment, her  husband hesitated, then uttering a groan, his mouth opened and  his tongue shoved in and up, piercing the wet folds of flesh and  entering the wet cave of the vagina itself.  

"Ah!  OOOHH!  Oh, Linda-- he's doing it!  Your father is  eating me, sticking in his tongue and licking.  OOOHHH!"  

"Good," Linda answered, clenching her hand.  "And look how  his big dick is easing up into me.  Hard and rubbery; thick and- long-- ow wow; this is some rod, mama!  This is a terrific  prick, and I'm fucking it just like you do, fucking my daddy's  big cock while he eats my mama's sweet pussy.  Ahh, daddy-- oh  yes, stiff prick-- ah- oh-- the head of it is away up inside me,  knocking at my cervix.  Ahh!  Oh-- oh mama, oh daddy!"  

Staring, Betty watched her husband's thick staff working its  way up into the readily clinging lips of her daughter's young  pussy.  It was a wonderful sight, a thrilling picture, and she  ground sensuously upon Chad's mouth as she saw the engorged rod  progress inch by veined inch until it was swallowed up.  

He mumbled something into her blazing cunt, and his tongue  lapped puppy- dog style into her slit; she slid forward and  back, making him reach her clit, grinding it into his chin and  back to his nose.  And on one of her forward slides, Betty found  herself only inches from her daughter's face.  

It was so natural that she kiss Linda's passionate mouth,  that her daughter's tongue should melt lovingly over her own,  and their teeth clash sweetly.  Straining, leaning forward, they  held arms around each other's bodies, and mashed their tits  together.  

"Oh, baby," Betty gasped.  "Oh, how wonderful, to kiss you  and feel your breasts against mine-- oh, how wild-- because  we're sharing your father and each other, too."  

"Great, mom-- far, far out!  Oh, how I dig this kind of  swinging!  Kiss me, mama-- kiss me as I ride your husband's  cock, my daddy's cock!"  

"Darling, darling--" Betty hunched faster upon Chad's face,  because he was getting the hang of it, working his tongue over  her clit and beginning to suck, to siphon upon the lining of her  pussy and to drain the hot oils and her son-in-laws warm juice  into his throat.  

"Fuck me!"  Linda screamed, and slammed her tits hard into  her mother's larger breasts.  "Oh, daddy, you big-dicked bastard- - shove it up my cunt-- bang it up my pussy!"  

Betty shook and trembled, her tits bouncing as she rode her  husband's mouth, for her climax was swiftly burgeoning within  her spasming vagina.  She clamped her mouth onto her daughter's,  and urged her tits into Linda's; Betty's ass was swinging and  sliding, and she forced her tongue deep into Linda's mouth.  

Her daughter clawed her nails into Betty's back, and raked  her teeth across her mother's.  They sucked tongue and moaned in  explosive rapture, moaned together as they came-- one upon the  man's prick, one upon his suctioning mouth,  mother and  daughter blending in ecstasy upon the male they both had in  common.  

They held to each other, kissing, sliding wet tongues,  wiggling more gently in the subsiding of their simultaneous  orgasm.  Chad turned his face aside, panting into Betty's thigh,  and she realized that he had also come, that he had fired his  monstrous cock into his daughter's inflamed cunt, pumping that  narrow sheath full of his thickly foaming semen.  

How long they stayed glued together, Betty didn't know; she  really didn't come to herself until Linda stood up and helped  her to her feet.  They left Chad on the carpet, but not for  long; he climbed up and joined them at the bar.  Betty saw that  her husband's massive dick was still hard, and glistening all  over with the juices he had released into Linda's vagina, with  his daughter's shining pussy oils.  

Gruffly, he said, "I-- oh hell, women; I don't know how to  put it, but I-- well, I think this is terrific.  The three of us  making it together.  And Betty-- I enjoyed going down on you; I  really did."  

He put his arms around them, stood between them as they sat  naked on the barstools.  His long staff poked between them the  purple head lustrous and glowing.  Betty turned her head and  kissed him on the cheek.  

"It is good, isn't it dear?"  So intimate, so exciting.  I  wasn't a bit jealous of you screwing your screwing our  daughter.  In fact, I was thrilled that you should get the  chance to enjoy the beauty of her cunt' you're a lucky man,  because so few father ever realize their yearnings and actually  fuck their daughters."  

Chad stroked her back, brought his hand down and caressed the  cheek of her ass.  Betty glanced across his back and saw that he  was doing the same to Linda.  He said, "I'll admit I didn't like  it at first, when Glenn was putting the dick to you, Betty.  I  mean, you're my wife, and I'm supposed to be jealous of you.   But there was Linda, and Glenn was really shoving it to you and  you looked like you were getting a kick out of fucking him, so I- - well, I figured it you let me screw Linda, then we'd  compromise, and I'd let you screw Glenn."  

Linda chuckled, and poured drinks all around.  "Daddy, you're  trying so hard not to be a male chauvinist.  You really want to  say that it's okay for a man to fuck anything he can find, but  that a woman should stay pure-- whatever the hell that is."  

"Now wait a minute," he said.  

And Linda cut in: "But you get high on fucking me, so it's  okay for mother to have a little staring cock on the side.  But  don't you see how much better it is, how much more fun it is, to  share our love-making?  You and me and mother -- and when Glenn  was there last night, wasn't that fun?"  

"I guess so," he said.  "but-- well I don't think I can have  as much fun when somebody else sees you bossing me around.   There are some things a man has to keep private."  

"Why?"  Linda asked.  " If anything turns you on, nobody here  is going to laugh at it.  We all have our kinks and our little  hang-ups, but that's what we're doing now, together---we're  trying to rid ourselves of all our hang-ups, trying to be honest  with each other, and most of all with ourselves."  

Chad continued to fondle their asses.  Betty downed her drink  and felt the warmth of it, the needed strength of the alcohol .   Then her husband said, "I guess you're right, Linda.  now that  we've gone ahead like this, screwing and sucking and all---we  can make it fine together.  You and me and your mother and  Glenn; we can have a real wife-swapping setup here, as long as  we keep it from the kids, that is.  I mean, we're adult and  they're so young, and I don't think I could conceive of those  kids even thinking--" 

Linda poured more drinks.  "You mean it's all right for mom  to eat my husband's cock, it that what they both want?"  

Chad bit his lips, and Betty noticed that his penis was  slumping.  He said, "Well, I guess so.  Glenn's a good guy, and  your husband, and----" 

"And you're getting the best of the deal," Linda said.  "Here  you are, swapping wives with Glenn, but you get a bonus, because  I'm your daughter, too.  So you not only trade wives, but get to  dig some incest, besides.  Would you be as willing if Glenn was  your son, and I was just another girl?"  

Chad took his hand from Betty's ass and reached for his  drink.  "Hey now, wait a minute!  That would make him a-- a -- " 

"A mother fucker?  Is that so terrible?  Is that any worse  name than daughter fucker, or daddy fucker?"  

"You're mixing things up," Chad said.  "Dammit, you're  getting everything all screwed around."  

Linda turned on the stool, so that she could hold his body  between her legs and draw him into the softly feminine vee of  her thighs.  "Daddy, you're the one who's getting screwed up--  and screwed.  But would you disown me, back off from me right  now, if I told you that I've already fucked my brother, too?  I  have, you know; Danny and I had a good, solid screwing together,  even before I seduced you last night."  

"That-- that kid?"  

"He's no kid; he's a good, erotic lover with a strong prick  longer than your own."  

"Dammit, Linda-- Betty---" 

Betty watched her daughter tug her husband closer with her  legs, saw her rub her high, firm tits into his hairy chest and  use her had to fondle the thick, drooping cock.  Linda said,  "There's plenty of this pussy left for you.  Al you want, daddy- dear-- if you stop being so straight and hungup and just let it  all hang out.  I can fuck you and Danny and my husband, and  thrill all of you-- and so can mom."  

Betty saw his back stiffen, and she gulped the rest of her  drink hurriedly.  Now was the moment, when he would either  resist or give in.  

Chad said, "Hold on; that's going to damned far.  The boy and- you-- and me and you-- Glenn-- you're going out of your head, if  you think I'm going to stand still for Danny and his mother--" 

Before Linda could hold to him, Chad pulled himself from  between her legs and strode off, vanishing from the family room  without a word.  

Betty said, "Well, I guess that's it."  

"The hell it is," Linda answered.  "There's' still Nikki;  you notice how carefully he avoided mentioning her name?  Dad  has a hard-on for Nikki, too, and don't doubt that.  And he's  pretty well smashed right now; I poured enough juice into him  today for him to be high as a mountain top.  He's only going to  his own bed.  We'll get him there.  Are you game for a family  council of the rest of us?"  

"All right," Betty said.  "Son as I can get some clothing--" 

"No," Linda said.  "All of us bare-assed and honest, okay?"  

"Okay, then.  Oh, I hope we can straighten out your father."  

The girl smiled.  "We will; don't you worry."  



Chapter 14
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They were a beautiful group, Betty thought, self-consciously  crossing her legs and wishing that she had something with which  to cover her breasts as she sat at the bar and watched Linda  herd the others into the room for a council.  

It must have been quite a session upstairs, she thought.   Glenn was sheepish and his cock was shrunken as he came to the  bar for a drink.  Her son's penis was partly erect, but well  used and reddened.  And Little Nikki-- the girl was trying to be  very casual, but the goosebumps on her naked skin and the blush  on her piquant face gave away her inner emotional turmoil.  

Impulsively, Betty held out her arms to her youngest child,  and with a sigh, Nicole ran into them.  It felt strange to hold  her like this, Betty thought, both of them naked, and with Nikki  pressing her elfin body against her mother's hairy mound, Nikki  burying her face into the milky globes of her mother's breasts.  

But it felt wonderful, too.  There was nothing between them--  no cloth or plastic or dishonesty, and when Nikki lifted a  fearful face, Betty kissed her daughter's eyes, then, her  cheeks, and lastly her tremulous young mouth.  

It was a different kiss-- love and passion mixed, a darting  of their tongues, a promise of things to be between them, and  Nikki said breathlessly, "Oh mom-- you're so great!"  

"Thank you, darling; I think you're great too."  

Danny came to stand with them, and Glenn moved to kiss his  wife, then to stand uncertainly beside her.  Linda said, "We  have to do something about daddy.  He's sulking in his room, and  it's all because he can't conceive of Danny screwing mom.   Everything else is all right, it seems, but he went into a state  of shock when I talked about Danny.  But there's a real tip-off  in her reaction: he didn't mention Nicole's name.  He's been  screwing me, as you all know, and I can control him on just  about everything, but I think his real yen now is for little  Nicole."   

Nikki looked into her mother's eyes.  "Mom?  Will it-- can I  swing with daddy, and it'll be okay with you?"  

"Of course, dear, "Betty said, and patted the sleek little  flank.  "But your father has a very large penis.  Do you think  you cant take that?"  

"I-- I don't know," Nikki said, dropping her eyes.  

"Sure she can," Danny added.  "She's tight and narrow, but  Glenn loosened her up some, after me.  She's still all greasy  inside, so that'll help dad get it in."  

Nikki said into Betty's breasts, "I'd like to try it.   Especially if it will keep us all together, without any  trouble."  

"Good," Linda said.  "We'll get him into your room, Nikki;  then mom and Danny can get in Danny's room.  That adjoining door  will work out just right.  I mean, once we can get daddy  sticking it to Nikki, we can open the door and show him Danny  mounted on Mom.  That ought to knock hell out of any inhibitions  he has left."  

"That's a wild idea," Glenn said.  "How about Chad-- is he  drinking?"  

Linda grinned.  "We'll be lucky if he isn't sleeping it off.   What do you say, Nikki?  Are you ready?"  

"May I have a small drink?"  Nikki asked.  "He-- well, the  idea scares me a little bit.  And how do I go about it?"  

"I'll help things along, " Linda said.  "But give us time to  get started, before the rest of you come upstairs.  Maybe just  you, mom, so you can peep through and see how it's all going.   After awhile, Danny and Glenn can come up.  We'll get it all  together one way or another, because if daddy doesn't go for  putting it to Nikki, then we'll just have to hold him down and  have her climb on top.  Rape him, if we get forced to that."  

Glenn chuckled.  "Once he get a fell of Nikki's little ass,  nobody will have to rape old Chad: he'll go ape like I did.   Mrs.  Maddox, you sure raised some girls with educated cunts."  

"Ready, Nikki?"  her sister wanted to know.  

"I guess," the girl said, and Betty hold her daughter's hand  as they followed Linda up the stairs.  Betty looked at her older  daughter's tail, saw it swinging in gracefully erotic movement,  and wondered again about the rest of love-making with Linda,  about them giving oral gratification to each other.  Would it be  so much different, with another woman?  She remembered the  thrill of their pussy-to-pussy encounter, and shivered in  delicious anticipation.  

"I'm going to take a shower-- clean myself up," Betty said,  "Then open the door between Nikki's room and Danny's just a  crack.  If your father gets going good, hold him back a little,  don't let him reach orgasm until Danny gets her."  

"I'll be sure," Linda said, and kissed Betty's mouth.  "Here  we go, mom-- wish us luck."  

" you're two beautiful girls," Betty said.  "Your daddy has  all the luck."  

"Thanks," Linda said, and took her little sister's hand.  

Betty stepped into the shower and scrubbed herself all over,  but quickly.  She was eager to see what the girls would do with  Chad, anxious to know how he would respond to their combined  attack.  Rinsing, Betty hopped from the tub enclosure and dried  hurriedly, then used cologne and powder.  If all went well, in  just a few minutes, Chad would be putting the prick to Nikki,  and Danny would be mounting his mother, long, stiff cock in his  hand.  

Then it would all be out in the open, all gone honest, and  aboveboard.  Chad would have to accept a single sexual standard  for the entire family, and grant her the right to copulation  with their boy, as well as his fucking their girls.  Glenn was  in a enviable position, because he could lay all three of the  women, without any kind of moral hindrance or objection put up  by Chad.  

But they were also available to Chad, and to each other, and  if Chad was stupid and stubborn enough to continue to resist  letting Danny into the family party, then they would have to  take some other drastic action-- such as cutting Chad off  entirely from any pussy.  

She went damp from the bathroom into Danny's bedroom, and  straight to the connecting door, which she found already cracked  open just about the required amount.  Kneeling to be more  comfortable, Betty peered into the next room, thinking that half  the fun of all this was in the watching of it, the voyeurism  that turned her on so.  And why not, she thought; she could do  the things she like best now; any of them could, if Chad just  cooperated properly.  

She saw Chad sitting upon the bed, and realized that he had  sneaked a fifth of bourbon from the bar when he departed in such  a huff.  It was on the bedside table, and Chad was weaving back  and forth as he sat there.  Linda was furious with him; Betty  could see that, see the tapping of the riding crop along the  girl's thigh.  Nikki was standing to one side, one hand demurely  over her mound.  

"Damn you," Linda grated, swishing the quirt.  "You want all  the goodies, but you want them on your own terms.  Well, daddy- dear---that's not how it's going to be.  You've fucked me, and  watched my husband screw mother, so you're not going to go moral  on us now."  

Linda slapped his belly with the riding crop, and Chad jerked  erect, his penis immediately beginning to swell, to climb  upright to its great length and breadth.  Chad tried to cover it  with his hands, ashamed because his younger daughter was in the  room and seeing his nudity, witnessing his humiliation.  

But Linda flicked the leather at his hands, and Chad flinched  back, exposing his erect cock.  His daughter said, "You're going  to screw Nikki-- and right now, do you hear?  You're damned  lucky to even get the chance, and don't worry about her being a  cherry.  She's not.  Little Nicole has been balling two kids her  own age, and she has also taken on Danny and Glenn, so that only  makes you fifth in line, daddy dear.  But you're lucky to have  the opportunity to stick that big cock into her tiny pussy,  because if you weren't being forced to lay Nikki, you'd never  get up the nerve to fuck her yourself.  But you've got eyes for  her, all right; I've watched you sweat her out for years, when  you thought nobody else was looking, when you thought you could  eye this trim little ass and dream about someday getting into  it.  Well, darling-- here's the place and the time."  

She strode around the bed and snatched down two pillows, put  them one atop the other and positioned them halfway down the  bed.  Then Linda motioned to her sister, and Nikki went shyly to  her, moving with her face held down and her eyes almost closed.   Watching, Betty saw that her youngest child's nipples were  erect, showing her passionate need, an urgency that defied her  retiring nature.  

Nikki hesitated beside the bed, glanced at her father's back,  then climbed up as her sister pointed the riding crop at the  pillow.  "up there, Nikki," Linda said.  "Since dad has such a  big, thick penis, and since you're built so small, that lovely  little cunt is so tight, it's best if you put your ass up here,  so you can spread your legs wide and kind of tilt your pelvis up  at him.  It spreads your vagina wider, opens you up more.  Of  course, once he's got that hard prick socked home, then you can  act as you please, but I can tell you now, he'll sure as hell  hit bottom."  

Nikki took her position, lay back with her small tits up and  her ass on the double pillows, angling her crotch up.  Betty  saw the gorgeous little cunt lips , and the polished cheeks of  the delightfully trim ass, the flat belly lustrous with youth  and health.  

The girl asked doubtfully: "Linda-- are you sure I can take  that big thing into me?  I mean-- it's so long and big around.   I never tried anything that big, before!"  

Her sister patted Nikki's belly, then dropped her hand to  caress the small, shapely mound.  "Sure you can take it baby.   You can hold it all the way to his balls, and then you can screw  it right off, if you want to.  You're the boss, Nikki you're  stronger than he is."  

Chad sat stiffly on the side of the bed, his back to his  girls, but he wheeled around quickly enough when Linda tapped  him with the leather whip.  She said, "Get over her; kneel right  there in front of Nikki-- there between her legs, . Isn't that a  beautiful pussy she's showing?  Haven't you wanted that for  years?"  

"I-- I--" Chad said, "yes, damnit; yes, I have.  She's so  petite, such a tiny charmer.  It's like having a little girl and  a miniature woman wrapped into the same sexy package.  And yes--  I've wanted to screw Nicole.  I've needed to stick this hard  cock into my sensuous little daughter ever since she started to  grow tits and to shake her ass the way she does."  

"Now you're putting it all up front," Linda said.  "There's  nothing to stop you from fucking that fabulous pussy now,  daddy.  There's nobody to tell and nobody to point a finger and  nobody to scream or run or call you a dirty old man.  Nikki  wants you to fuck her, and I want you to fuck her-- so go  ahead.  Fuck her, daddy."  

Betty stared through the crack of the door and saw her  husband bending forward, saw him choke his swollen, eager prick  in one hand while he caressed the darling little slit between  his younger child's thighs.  Chad felt over the trembling mound  as if he couldn't believe its size and shape, as if its velvet  softness and the damp beauty was overwhelming to him.  

And perhaps it was she though; Chad was touching a long  cherished dram, face to crotch with a dark desire he had kept  hidden all these years.  

"Daddy," Nikki said to him, and that broke his stasis, that  single, yearning word shattered the hesitation that fixed Chad.  

Groaning, he moved forward and steered the head of his  pulsing cock into the softly trembling labia awaiting it.  Betty  knew a moment of doubt as she stared at that huge, flanged glans  almost hiding the girl's slot, and there was a rush of fear that  Chad might hurt the tiny box, that his massive prick might tear  the delicate tissues within the childish vagina.  

But the girl had already been broken in; Nikki had screwed  three boys and none man-- and Glenn Forester's penis wasn't a  small one.  And, Betty remembered, Nikki had been fucked only a  few minutes before; she would still be wet and open, with her  brother's semen held inside her as an additional lubricant, and  made even more slippery by the retention of Glenn's come.  Nikki  could stretch to take in her father's huge penis, and if he was  gentle and waited for her to adjust, she would be thrilled by  the complete stuffing of her mini-vagina and the constant  pressure on her clitoris.  

Chad began to push, using a steady pressure to shove the  blunt end of his cock into Nikki's small entrance, and Betty  could see the intense strain upon her husband's face, the  concentration there as he watched the glans work into his  daughter's little slot.  

"ooh, daddy!"  Nikki gasped, "ooohhh, that feels so good!   Push it deeper in me, daddy-- oohh!  Deeper!"  

Chad responded by moving his hips and working another inch of  meat into the squirming snatch, and Nikki hiked her ass even  higher, to take it in.  Her small, slim legs were hoisted into  the air, her fairy feet pointing their little pink toes at the  ceiling.  Nikki's sweet white ass was twitching, shuddering,  moving and moving in an up and down motion that changed often to  a rolling, side to side hunching that was one of the most  sensual Betty had ever witnessed.  

"Dd-addy!  Oh, my sweet daddy!  Stick you thing to me, feed  me all that wonderful groovy meat.  Deeper-- give it all to  me!"  

"All right," Chad grunted.  "All right, you beautiful little- cunt-- here it comes-- packing it into your tight snatch.  Ah,  what a grip inside your vagina, baby-- hot and wet and slick,  but to tight-- like a virgin pussy for me!  Oh!  Ah!  Right to  the balls, Nikki!"  

The girl heaved violently, bucked against her father's  thickly haired pelvis and threw back her head, rolling her eyes  and gritting her teeth fiercely.  "Ahh!  Ohh!  Now I've got it--  I've got all your cock in me, because I can feel it stretching  me open.  I can feel the head bulging against my belly, and your  big balls---they're in the crack of my ass.  Oh daddy, daddy!   Fuck me, fuck your little girl-- oh, FUCK ME!"  

Chad moaned and shook his ass.  He put his hands under his  daughter's little surging tail, and held her belly to his as he  started to stroke-- in and out, twisting and lunging, pulling it  back and burying it deep.  Betty watched the veined rod as it  turned red, as it turned slippery with the lubrication of  Nikki's cunt and the leftover greasiness of the pricks that had  let go in her only a short while before.  

Nikki tried to get her short, sleek legs around her father's  body, but they kept slipping off as he lunged his distended  staff into her aching body.  So she contented herself with  planting her heels into the hollows behind his knees, and  bracing herself for the long, burrowing strokes her daddy was  putting into her steamy, stretched pussy.  

Betty was enthralled; her mound turned wet and her tits felt  as if they would swell and burst.  Chad was feeding the meat  into the tight little cunt he had dreamed about, and the slight  form of his youngest child was wiggling and humping to him,  turning all slimy with the sweat that was upon her finely  textured skin.  

Linda walked to the doorway and cut off her mother's view of  the exciting copulation.  She said softly through the crack, "I  hear the guys coming up the stairs, mother.  Better get on the  bed and make yourself ready for Danny.  Wow!  Is this going to  be a kick in the balls for daddy."  

"All right," Betty answered.  "I'm ready for my son right  now."  

Her thighs quietly kissed each other as she walked to the bed  and lay down upon it.  Smiling to herself, she took the pillows  from the head of the bed and placed them under her ass, hiking  her lower body to fit them there.  

Her position would be the same as Nikki's , and she would  even use her heels in the same manner, duplicating the fucking  of her daughter and her husband as closely as she could.  But  with her own very special lover, and by riding the always eager,  always hard prick of her son Danny.  

The hall door swung open, and Danny entered, closely followed  by his brother-in-law.  Both held their cocks in their hands,  but Betty motioned Glenn off to one side and out of sight where  he couldn't be observed from the other bedroom, once that door  was also opened wide.  She wanted her husband to get the full  effect of seeing their son mounted on his mother and sticking  that long, slim prick into her cunt.  She wanted Chad to receive  the full shock value of watching her being fucked by their son  while Chad was fucking their daughter.  

Danny came to his mother and without preliminary, climbed  onto the bed and between her legs.  Smiling down at her, he  fondled her breasts for a tender moment before aiming the head  of his rigid penis into the waiting hairiness of her dewy  mound.  It touched her labia with an electric shock, for each  time with Danny was almost like the first time he had fucked his  mother, a thrilling kind of adoration that would always by out  of the ordinary for them both.  

"Now," he said, "my father's going to see my prick in you.   He's going to watch me fuck you, mom-- and we can all swing  together."  

"Yes," she said, "push it on into your mother, darling."  



 Chapter 15 
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Danny thrust it mightily into her, slid his strong young  prick full length into her ready and anxious vagina.  His smooth  belly came to rest atop her own, and she spread her thighs wide  to receive this beautiful boy's wonderful cock.  Her son's balls  came to rest in the feathery cleft of her flexing ass, and as  they touched, Betty wondered again, wondered briefly, how it  would feel to have that enchanted want eased into the tube of  her ass.  Soon, she thought, perhaps soon, when they were all  more at ease with each other.  

"Mom, mom," he breathed, "you have the very greatest cunt in  the world.  I love to fuck both my sisters, but fucking you is  always so far out, so exciting, that I just about freak out as  quick as I'm buried in your pussy."  

"Darling," she said, stroking her hands along his naked back,  feeling the sleek shaping of the cheeks of her son's ass.  "Oh  my darling, lovely boy.  It will always be this way with us; I  Love your prick in me, and no matter who I fuck, or how many I  fuck, yours will always be the best for me.  So sexy, darling--  so long and hard, and you use your beautiful cock like an  artist."  

"I love you, " he said.  "Like my mother and like my wife and  like the best piece of ass I know."  

" And I love you, too," Betty said.  " Fuck me pretty now,  because Linda's going to open that door any second, so your  father can see us."  

He ground his pelvis into hers, and started to lower his hot  mouth to one of the nipples he so dearly loved to suck, but  changed his mind and stared at the door.  As if his gaze was an  Open Sesame, the door flung itself open, and Linda stood in the  opening, regal in her nakedness, her head poised high and the  rich curls of her mound shining like a beacon.  

Linda stepped back, and Betty heard her daughter's call out  in a sharply commanding voice: "Dad-- daddy!  Look here!!"  

Betty watched her husband's face as it swung to her, and she  saw the shock that opened his eyes wide and dropped his jaw.   Chad stared at his son between his wife's legs, stared at Danny  as the boy continued to put the prick to his mother with long,  slow and sensual thrusts.  Chad froze atop his own daughter, his  thick rod halfway out of the red-lipped clinging of Nikki's  pussy.  

Linda said, "That's right, Daddy.  The circle is complete  now.  Danny is screwing mother, and you're fucking Nikki, just  as you fucked me.  

There's no difference now; we're are all involved in our  incestuous games, and not one of us is going to back away.   Nikki!  fuck him faster; shake that sweet little ass and make  your father come into your pussy.  Mom-- you do the same with- Danny-- fuck your son; make your educated cunt just eat up  Danny's cock."  

Chad stared, and when Nikki bounced against him, his prick  vanished into her eager cunt once more.  Looking directly into  her husband's eyes, Betty swung her pelvis and ground her pussy  onto the driving length of their son's stiff prick, smiling wet  and wide as she did so.  

Chad managed to say: "Betty" -- what the hell!!"  

She replied loud and clear; "I'm ding the same thing you are,  Chad.  I'm fucking one of our children, just as you are.  And I  love it, darling-- I love being fucked by my son!"  

Nikki wiggled on her father's dick, forced him to move with  her in the sinuous tangling of crotch and legs and sex organs.   He had to be close to orgasm anyhow, Betty thought, since he'd  been stroking into that tight little box for so long already.   Chad wouldn't be able to hold back much longer; as it was, the  chock of seeing his son putting the meat to his wife had  probably stopped Chad from reaching a climax sooner.   

Then Danny capped the scene by saying, "Dad-- this is a fine  rich cunt you've been fucking all these years.  Mother has the  greatest pussy I've ever stuck this cock into.  I love her ass,  and I love to kiss and hold these big tits, and I want to screw  her as often as I can.  Man, man-- I can see how she turns you  on, dad.  She's really a hot piece of ass!"  

Betty smiled at her husband, at Danny's father, and rolled  her ass to thrill her son more, to fondle his penetrating rod  with the wet satin walls of her vagina, and to squeeze his  piston with the lips of her cunt.  Gasping as his thrusting  thrilled her more and more, Betty raised her legs to wrap them  around their son's slim waist.  

He called to his father, "See?  Just like she fucks you,  dad.  al slippery inside her juicy cunt, and her ass cheeks  right against my balls."  

Chad's mouth opened as his younger daughter rolled her  narrow, clinging pussy upon his own massive staff.  He said, the  words jolted from him by the pounding of Nikki's young belly  against his hairy one, "Go-- go ahead, Danny!  Go on, son-- fuck  your mother well.  Fuck her pussy, son, deep and solid; just ram  your prick up your mom's cunt until you both come-- and then  fuck her some more, for me!  Lay the meat to her, boy---screw  her good!"  

Success!  Betty thought, hiking her ass in a frenzy of  passion, heaving and corkscrewing in a furious burst of  abandonment.  Success- the ultimate goal had been reached, the  one they'd pointed for ever since the first wondrous morning  when her son sneaked into his father's warm bed to steal a  drowsy fuck from his father's freshly screwed wife.  Now they  had Chad with them, one with them, agreeable to each of them  fucking and being fucked as suited their inclinations and  temperaments.  Now they could share and share alike, giving and  taking the penultimate in sensations from their closest blood  ties, reveling in what had hitherto been forbidden flesh.  

"Baby!"  Betty cried out, as much to her husband as to her  son who was hammering his long rod violently albeit lovingly,  into her snatch.  "Oh bay, baby!  Mommy is about to come!  Just  stick that gorgeous prick to me, and make --- ooohhh!  Make your  mommy come all over it!"  

Clawing at her buttocks, ramming her deep and strong, Danny  rode her crotch when she tilted it up, stayed with her when her  ass bucked and when her belly surged high.  Betty came, and  came, and came.  And when she had reached the quivering crest of  her orgasm, she felt the boiling ejaculation burst forth from  the flexing head of Danny's prick, felt the hot juices splash  and ripples within her vagina, against the cup of her womb and  her clitoris thrummed like a tuning fork.  Her son's semen  filled her pussy, packed her hungry cunt with its thick cream,  and the leakage seeped down to wet the crack of her ass, to  puddle around his testicles.  

Through the doorway and in the other room, she heard Nikki  cry out: "Ooohhh!  Daddy, daddy-- it's wonderful to-- to come  with you like this.  Ahhh--- ooohhh!  You're flooding me, daddy-- -- it's spilling out onto the bed!  Oh, how I love your hot  come, daddy!"  

Betty's eyes closed and her head fell back as her thighs  dropped slowly down her son's sweaty back and fell to the bed.   It was an end and the beginning, the sweetness and the release  of honeyed semen, the fluid that would dissolve their  differences into its sentient streaming and make them sperm,  each wiggling individual going its own ambitious way, but  somehow banded more closely together than they had ever been  before.  

Tenderly, her son lifted from between her thighs, drawing out  his beloved penis and moving from her, but only after leaning to  drift a kiss across her mouth, a kiss that was leaf soft and  sugared with his devotion.  Without surprise, Betty felt his  place taken by another man, and she recognized the widely  flanged glans that shoved into her dripping slot.  Glenn was  mounting her now, sliding his prick into the juiciness just  vacated by Danny.  

Gently, she rolled her ass to fit him better into the sheath  of her vagina, and softly she took him deep into the loving  places of her body.  Her satin walls caressed his prick, sucked  adoringly upon his glans, and her labia fondled the sack of his  balls with each stroke her son-in-law made into her.  

But the fury had died within her, and the fucking was easy,  wet, nice.  Glenn thrust strongly into her receptive vagina, and  she responded, but with a relaxed tenderness, enjoying being  screwed by him, but not up so high that she would tear at him  and try to savage his flesh.  It was good to fuck this way, she  thought, wiggling slowly and taking the honest lunges of his  cock in her own rhythm.  

"Mrs.  Maddox," he panted, "oh Betty, dearest.  so hot and  sloppy in your pussy, so good-- man, those fine tits---" 

And his mouth found a nipple as his hard penis continued to  rise and fall in the suctioning well of her stimulated cavity, a  plunger in the encompassing well of her cunt.  Glenn sucked  avidly upon her breasts and fondled her ass, her belly, while  the staff of his penis gained speed and penetration, swiftened  in its poking until Betty sensed that he was about to come.  

She crushed his face into her tit and ground her pelvis into  his, gyrated her ass and her belly, and helped him explode the  semen from the head of his prick.  For the second time within  minutes, a man was releasing his hotly spurting inner juices  into her welcoming vagina, and she followed his orgasm with a  quick and shuddering convulsion of her own.  

Kissing her closed eyelids, Glenn too was gone from her pussy  and from her body, and Betty rolled over, lifting one knee and  sighing into the sheet.  Her son lover her, and Glenn loved her;  proof of their loves was contained in her vagina, soaking there  warmly.  She stretched, smiled, and saw against the dark screen  of her eyelids the image of her youngest daughter and Chad,  interlocked and worshipping each other's bodies.  

She sighed again as hands touched her waist and the tips of  fingers went trailing down over the curves of her flaccid  buttocks.  Dreamy, she was willing for Glenn to put it to her  again, but she would exert no effort to help him along, at least  not right away.  

The hands fondled her ass, urged her completely over onto her  belly, and she spread her legs in reflex.  Then one hand slid  around her hip and beneath her tummy, down to her mound still  steamy and oozing from the two fuckings she had already taken.   It lifted her, brought her tail up so that the searching head of  his prick could find the wet slot of her vaginal opening.  

Chad!  When the swollen head of that huge cock touched her  labia, Betty was certain that it belonged to her husband.  Her  eyes flew open and her head snapped up, but he was pulling her  ass higher and working the spearhead of his penis into the  easily stretched lips of her pussy.  And before she could more  than give a small wiggle, Chad had driven his belly forward and  buried the bulk of his giant cock into her cunt.  

"Chad-- oh, Chad-- you want me now?"  

He had his hand locked into her waist, and began to drive his  heavy pole up her pussy, ramming it home full length, then  drawing it back to the ridged head before seeking the wet glove  of her womb cup again.  

"More than ever, Betty," he panted, feeding her his thick  rod, pulling her ass back to him to meet his strokes.  "Seeing  the boy screw you-- that drove me wild; then Glenn got to fuck  you, before I could leave little Nikki.  And me with my prick  hard as it's ever been, even when I was a kid.  One after the  other, they screwed my wife, fucked this fabulous cunt I've had  all these years.  And when I watched their pricks slide into  you, when I saw you fuck our son until he popped off inside his  mother, then take on Glenn and make him come in you, too---well,  I just had to get my own cock in you again.  Only I wanted to  fuck you this way-- uuhh!  ---this way so I can feel the round  cheeks of your ass against my pelvis when I stick it deep.   Ohh!  Oh yeah, Betty-- the boys are right; you're really a hot,  wet piece of ass."  

She rolled her haunches to him, reached back and between her  thighs to catch his balls while he screwed her dog fashion.  Her  tits dangled and swung, and the sensation they gave her was  bitchy in itself.  Humping, squeezing his hairy sack, Betty  fucked her husband, and as her head swung from side to side in  the drumbeat tempo of their screwing, she became conscious that  they were being watched.  Glenn forester stood there with his  arm around his own wife Linda, his penis softened and leaking a  clear fluid.  

Beside them stood Danny and Nicole, their naked hips  together, a beautiful pair of young people with the nude bodies  gleaming.  Three of them were their children, and one an in-law;  all of them stood silently and watched Chad fuck her.  

The bed rocked and Betty heaved with it, her long hair flying  as her husband poured the prick to her with hammering thrusts,  his veined prong a piston that beat steadily back and forth into  the sloshy hole of her surging pussy.  Betty grunted as each  stroke bounced her head and swung her tits, but she held to his  balls and to her one-handed balance, rocking on her knees to  take the pounding Chad was giving her.  

"Lay it to her, dad!"  Danny called out.  

Glenn said, "Yeah-- fuck her, Chad!"  

And the girls murmured approval, swaying from side to side  and holding to their own males, partaking vicariously in the sex  act of their mother and father, staring entranced at the action  of the prick and the cunt that had combined in love and passion  to produce them.  

"Going to let it go!"  Chad grunted, working his staff  furiously into her cum- dripping snatch.  "Going to shoot it in  there where the others came.  Here it is, Betty-- here it is,  you hot ass bitch-- take it!  I'm coming!"  

He went stiff against her, and his pole throbbed inside the  clenching of her vagina, releasing squirts of semen that was hot  and creamy, and Betty reveled in the washing of it through her  pussy.  

Jerking madly, she was spun helplessly in the throes of her  own climax, and her knees buckled as her muscles let go and  sagged her body down, dropped it forward in the backwash of her  orgasm.  Betty collapsed upon the bed, crushing her breasts into  the sheet, and Chad was on top of her, his rigid prick still- balls-deep into her cunt, locked into her so solidly it was as  if it had grown there.  

Betty was through.  She had been fucked by three men, each of  them strong and hard, each of them bringing her to orgasm, and  now she was finished.  Weakly, she lifted her head, and knew a  great relief as she felt her husband's cock back out of her  slit, and his weight lift from her buttocks.  The bed moved when  he got off it, and for Betty it was like being caught up in the  primal movement of the planet itself, unable to choose her time  or place.  

They murmured around her, hovered over her, and their hands  were gentle.  She was kissed by many mouths, and touched by many  soft hands.  Mother, they said, and mom, and Betty-- and Mrs.   Maddox; darling, they said, and dearest, and baby.  Drowsily,  she accepted the attentions and as they didn't seem to mind, she  drifted off into a deep and restful sleep.  

 

Chapter 16
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Somehow, it was morning.  It was a fragrant and rosy morning, and Betty wiggled luxuriously in her bed as she awoke to it.  The events of the night filed past in her mind, touched with moonlight and lace, spiced with all the sultry perfumes of the Orient.

Indeed, she felt like an empress, or rather a favored houri, and would not be surprised to find a ruby set in her navel, nor sandalwood upon her nipples.  She was alone in bed, and rose in languor to put on a filmy robe and go to the bathroom.

Washing, listening, she heard movement downstairs and knew they were still in the house.  Where else would they be, with so much at hand and so willing?  She climbed into the shower stall and closed the glass doors.  Maybe they would, at some time in the future, go outside their own family circle for additional sex, but just now Betty could see no reason for even seeking variety.

Variety was with them--three women of varying ages and sizes, three men different in appearance and imagination; the combinations were many and exciting.  Betty thought that she would try them all, go through all the duo and trio and other mathematical possibilities six people could offer en masse and individually.

Soaping her body, she wondered that she wasn't tired, that no part of her ached after the repeated handling she had taken the day and night before.  There was gentle screwing and strong fucking, and she had known them both.  There had been the beauty of woman love, and oral gratification, and the interchanging of three men within her vagina.

Rinsing and stepping from the shower, Betty felt marvelously refreshed; she was alert and ready for more of anything, of everything.  And she wondered what the day would bring, as she dried her skin and dusted it with bath powder.  The see- through robe wrapped around her body, beguiling rather than concealing, she found high-heel pumps to accent the length and attractiveness of her legs.  Hair swept back and held in place with a bit of bright ribbon, Betty swept downstairs, queen of herself, and therefore ruler of all she might survey.

Only the girls were in the kitchen, cleaning up remains of breakfast.  Linda bounced over to kiss Betty's cheek and ask, "Over easy, mom?"

"Okay; where are the men?"

"Out.  We chased them out for awhile.  They're going to get some beer and salami and stuff, but we asked them to stay gone until we cleaned up an---until you and I and Nikki got to know each other better; a whole lot better."

Nikki stooped over Betty where she sat at the table and kissed her cheek, too.  "I'm buttering your toast, and I'll get your juice."

"Thanks, doll, " Betty said, and to her older daughter: "You and me and Nikki?"

"Why not?  We'll never find more lovely and more exciting partners, will we?"

Betty shook her head.  "I--I guess not, but Nikki--so young--"

Nikki laughed.  "Only technically, mom.  I'll admit I've never played around with another girl, but I'm sure willing to learn." 			 	Betty lowered her face and paid close attention to the breakfast her daughters had prepared for her.  Surprisingly, she had a good and hearty appetite, and went for a second cup of hot coffee after cleaning her plate.  It was all the sex- ersize, she thought, and giggled.  When she looked up, Nikki and Linda were smiling with her, and again she thought how lovely they were, how fresh and shiny.

Linda had on a thin robe that showed both the movements and convolutions of her body, and little Nicole had on a shortie nightgown of pale green; it accented the dainty curves of her ass and called attention to how it dropped from the points of the small breasts.

"When your food is settled," Linda suggested.  "Maybe we'll Maybe we'll take a walk around the patio until then, and kind of get in shape."

"It's a good thing we have that high fence around the back,"  Betty said.  "Delicious as you girls look, our patio would be stormed by the first men who caught sight of you."

Nikki grinned.  "You look every bit as tasty, mom.  Now I know what the kids mean, when they say what a great mom I've got; the guys mean they'd like to stick you, and the girls are all kind of jealous of how beautiful, how sexy, you are."

"Come on, " Betty said, "let's walk around and settle our breakfasts, before all this flattery goes to our head."

But she was flattered, and she was pleased, to be able to hold her own with her young and lovely girls, to be desirable to all ages of  males.

In the garden, they spoke of their new freedoms, of the high excitement created by fucking their father, their brother, their son; Linda said she'd traded her husband for two lovers, and Nikki exulted at being able to screw so many men.  Betty told them how she felt about making it with her own son, at how delighted she was to fuck Glenn, and described the erotic stimulation she received from watching her daughters dicked by Chad and the others.

The dialogue itself was thrilling, and Betty felt the warm rising of her lusts.  It was so good, so thrilling, to talk about such one-taboo intimacies with her utterly charming daughters.  When they paused under the patio shelter, Betty said, "I think it's time."

Linda said, "Past the time."

And Nikki breathed, "Wow!"

They went into the family room and toasted each other with chilled wine.  Betty noticed that her glass trembled as she held it high and moved it to her lips.  How many mothers, she wondered, could be calm if they stood on the threshold of a lesbian affair with not one of their children, but two of them.  A daughter twenty- one, and a daughter fifteen, both lovely and sexually talented, both eager to taste the forbidden fruits of each other's female bodies--and their mother's ripe flesh as well. 	 

What they were all missing, Betty thought--all the closeness, the wondrous nearness, the terrific sensations of incestuous feminine love and passion.  She would wonder about it no longer; here it was.

Taking a deep and steadying breath, she unfastened the front of her robe and let it fall open.  The girls eyed her as she lifted her arms and took off the filmy covering to stand tall and naked before them.  Her nipples pushed out, arched outward and a tremor moved down her stomach to nestle expectantly in her moist mound.

Linda moved next, peeling away her thin pink robe, whipping it from her shapely body as a matador passes his cape, with fluid brace and style.  Her tits were high and stately, her mound a thick and rich brown hairiness, her legs sleek and satiny.

Hands quivering, little Nikki took off her shortie, sliding the pale green and whispery material from her lustrous white skin with a sweet hesitation that was all the more sensuously appealing for its girlish uncertainty.  Small breasts, pointy nipples; that tiny, perfect body and its focal point of faintly haired, almost childish pussy.

As always, Linda took the initiative, and moved toward her mother with a special hot look in her eyes.  When their tits were brushing, Linda asked, "You never swung with a woman before?"

"Only you," Betty answered.

"That was for starters," Linda said.  "But we never went down on each other, and since Nikki doesn't know anything about that, either, I'll have to be the middle girl.  Mom--I realize you've never done this to a woman, but you've had it done to you by Glenn and Danny, so you have some idea how to go about it.  I'll show Nikki by demonstration, eating that little cunt until my baby sister just freaks out--while you do down on me.  Afterward, we'll sort of change around."

Linda lay down on the carpet and opened her legs, bending her knees and spreading her smooth thighs to expose the dewy lips of her ready labia.  She said:  "First Nikki; come on down here with me, pretty little sister.  Now, sit over my face with that gorgeous ass pointing down toward my belly.  That's right baby--oh my, but doesn't that tiny cunt look delicious.  Just kneel there while I play with it for awhile.  And mom--suppose you come in between my legs and kiss my pussy."

"Oh yes," Betty sighed, and lowered herself to the floor, going first to her knees, then flat upon her belly to lay her cheek against her older daughter's warm belly.  She caressed the strong thighs and the gentle curving of Linda's stomach; she reached up to finger delicately over Linda's breasts, to feel the stiffness of the nipples, and when her hands came down again, it was to fondle the springy pubic hairs of the girls' mound.

She saw Nikki's sleek young ass poised above her sister's face, and watched it lower tenderly to the urgings of Linda's hands upon its dainty cheeks.  Nicole's crotch came down and Linda's mouth opened to take it in, to plunge an eager tongue into the humid cavern of the girl's vagina.

Then there was no time to see more, no time to watch Nikki squirm and heave as Linda's trained mouth ate into her cunt, found her clitoris and began to tease it, to suck.

For Betty was rubbing her cheek into Linda's pussy, and kissing the petal- soft skin around it, licking lightly and damply over the groin, down into the impossibly smooth inside of the thighs and where they were joined so cunningly to the pelvis.  The hair itself intrigued Betty, and she tickled it with her tongue tip, probed into the curly depth of it to find the velvet wetness of the ready labia.

A spicy odor rose from the mouth of Linda's cunt, a pungent aroma that was thrillingly different, that beckoned Betty to know the flavor of it.  She remembered how Danny had inserted his tongue into her own pussy, how he had worked it around, licking and eating, and she thought it would be the same for her first experience in giving oral pleasure to her daughter.

Betty pressed her lips down into the hair, slid her tongue along the tremulous labia and found the taste enthralling as honey in her mouth.  Her teeth raked gently over the pussy lips, and her tongue pushed its avid way inside the steamy opening.  then she was doing it, loving it, performing the art of cunnilingus as if she had been doing it all her life.

Mouthing her daughter's cunt, she lapped into the wet vagina, delighting in the slippery flavors she discovered there, licking back out to tantalize the lips, diving deep once more to feel along the slimy walls.  Digging her fingertips into Linda's thighs, Betty moaned into the torrid slot, burrowed sucking into its juicy sheath to find the clit.

There it was---throbbing, pulsating, and out-thrusting of sugared flesh that was the seat of Linda's erotic emotions; Betty built a suction within her cheeks and drew the little nubbin into her lips, pulled it against her teeth where she could worry it.  Rubbery and wet, slippery and arousing , the clitoris seemed to leap with a life of its own, and Betty responded to its twitching with nips and sucking.

Linda's belly rolled and her ass bounced.  Betty could hear both her daughters groaning, as one of them was sucked and one of them sucked.  She continued to eat into Linda's vagina, to roll and pull the clit, easing up now and then to either suck the hotly flowing juices or to lick into the girl's convulsive pussy in order to give a different kind of stimulation. 

Fondling the belly, cupping the cheeks of Linda's ass, Betty worked diligently into her older daughter's cunt, returning always to the target of the vibrating clitoris.  She heard Nikki cry out" "Oh, Linda!  Oh wow--I'm freaking out, going out of my head!  Oooh, darling---it's so hot and wet and sweet--I feel it--your tongue and teeth in my cunt--oh  far out!  Linda--Linda, eat me; eat me!"

Betty felt the rippling of Linda's vagina and the hunching of her pelvis.  Both girls were about to come, and their mother hurried her ministrations so they could match and blend their orgasms.

"Uhhh!"  Linda groaned, her mouth buried in her sister's pussy.

Betty sucked harder, faster, and used her fingernails cruelly on Linda's shivering ass.  The girl came then, hammering her cunt against her mother's teeth, rolling and bucking in the overwhelming ecstasy of her climax.

"I--oohhh!--I can't stand it!"  Nikki screamed, and bounced her knees against the floor.  "Linda--mama--oh, I'm coming!"

Betty's chin was wet, and her cheeks.  She scrubbed her teeth daintily across Linda's cunt lips, into the dripping pubic hair, and moved her face upward to caress the sweaty, heaving belly with it.  Kissing her daughter's belly, she lapped into the navel, came up along the belly to the rib cage and lightly bit the girl there.  As she reached Linda's breasts, Nikki lifted herself from her sister's face and dropped to one side, staring back at the thrilling mouth she had left, looking down at the closeness of her mother's approaching face.

Before Betty realized it, she was fucking cunt to cunt with Linda, so hot that she stroked her clit against her daughter's like a man would use his cock, strong and solid, pounding her wet pussy into Linda's dripping cunt with rapid thrusts.

They hugged and kissed, and Betty knew the spices of Nikki's darling young vagina from the wiggling of Linda's tongue.  Gasping, screwing her pelvis, Linda said:  "Oh--oh mom!  So fierce and loving!  Oh my darling mother, you did such a fabulous job eating me.  I thought my pussy was going to explode, it was so good,  don't --oh, let me--ooh!  Ahh, that's marvelous--so greasy, so tickly--I'm about to come again!"

Maybe Betty slept; she was never certain.  so long as they were together, nothing else seemed to hold any importance.  But all the world wasn't theirs; there was another population with meaty ropes swinging between their legs, and that was also good.  So they awoke, or didn't ever sleep, and split into three individuals once more, but only with lingering kisses and the touching of tongues, the gyrations of  slippery pussy upon another one.

She would never be the same, Betty knew.  Now she was a true bi-sexual, and would never be sorry for that.



Chapter 17------ The Conclusion.  
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They were pretty high on wine as well as sex, and left the  family room to Linda, Nikki and Glenn.  Betty kissed them all  before she left them to their own imaginative devices.  it would  be exciting for Glenn, she thought, since he hadn't screwed his  own wife since the wild affair began, and for him to have the  eager services of his wife's sister at the same time.  Glenn  would be a busy and well gratified man, before the day was  over.  

As for Betty-- one of her lovers was awaiting her upstairs in  the master bedroom, where it had all started, and the other was  now following her up the steps, holding warmly to her hand.  Her  son was upstairs, her husband with her, and the thought of  sharing herself between the two men turned her on even more than  she had imagined.  Her mind raced, creating vivid images of  sexual congress between her husband and her son and herself.   The pictures were brightly erotic, arousing her anticipation to  a fever pitch---a big, heavy prick, and a long, slim one; a  hairy man and a boy with hair only between his legs.  There  would be yearning and release, a deeply involved screwing that  should rid each and all of them of any remaining hang-ups.  

In the upper hallway, Chad hesitated, tugging at her hand. - "Betty-- it's still kind of strange for me, a little difficult.   That's our son in there, and-----" 

"And he want to fuck me with you," she cut in.  "Don't be  shy, Chad; and don't worry.  Everything will be just fine, I  know.  We're not strangers' we're part of a fine, warm family  and our bonds have been strengthened by the sex we've shared."  

She led him into their bedroom and stopped just inside the  door.  Danny lay upon the bed, the sheet drawn loosely over his  lower body and his head upon the pillow.  Betty understood then  that their son was somewhat embarrassed, too, or he'd have been  exposing his nudity.  She started to shut the door, but changed  her mind and left it wide open, thinking that there would be  no secrets in the family; not any more.  

"Hello, mom," their son said, looking up at them as they  stood naked beside the be.  "Hi, dad."  

Betty sat down beside him, while Chad shifted his feet and  headed for the bottle on the dresser.  She said, "What would you  like to do , son?"  Since this whole wonderful situation was of  your making, we've decided to give you the choice.  Is there  anything special you want from me, from your father-- any tricky  positions or just anything that will thrill you?"  

She lay her hand upon the sheet and felt the swift, solid  rise of Danny's penis beneath her questing fingers.  Betty drew  back the sheet so it would be exposed in all its youthful glory  and exceptional hardness.  She touched the head, that lavender  glow of the blunted glans where a seepage of teenage pre-seminal  fluid was already beginning.  Gently then, Betty leaned down and  kissed that droplet of clear liquid, drawing it into her lips  where it lay upon her tongue like some jewel of great price.  

Danny said then, "I really want dad to fuck you, to watch the  two of you fuck and maybe handle you while you make it.  And--  and just as soon as dad comes, I want to see it pulled out and  make room for me to climb immediately between your legs, so I  can shove my prick right into your wet pussy and feel the semen  he pumped into it.  Is that okay, mom?"  

She caressed his swollen balls and ran her fingers lightly  into his crotch, then over one hip and tingling along the curve  of his smooth b buttock.  "Of course, darling.  I'm sure your  father would like that, too.  

And after---- we can do all sorts of things together; there's  something I've always wanted, and now I can have it."  

She lay down upon the bed beside her son, thankful that it  was a king-sized bed with room enough for them all.  She said to  her husband, "Come on, dear; you don't need that bottle any  more."  Then to her son she said, "Kiss my body, darling.  Get  me all wet and ready for your father's cock."  

"Yes, mother," Danny breathed, and turned so he could kiss  her nipples, so his deft hands could fondle the mounds of her  tits.  As she relaxed under the caresses of her son's mouth and  hands, Betty felt the bed sag at her husband's weight, and Chad  was on her other side.  

She lifted an arm and put it around his neck, then drew him  down to her left tit.  Her husband sucked that nipple, and her  son sucked the right one.  She stared down at their heads so  close together, then brown gray hair and the light brown hair,  and her body arched in rapture as their hands moved teasingly  over her ribs and belly.  Betty thought it was Danny's hand that  first slid into her crotch and handled her mound, but she wasn't  certain, since four hands were everywhere upon her flesh and she  was squirming so.  

"Oh," She murmured, "I love you both-- so very much, so  very much!"  

And when Danny's mouth slipped wetly from her nipple to trace  a path down her belly, Chad lifted his mouth to find and cover  hers.  Betty opened her lips and gave him her tongue, slashing  her teeth against her husband's in growing eagerness.  

Danny reached her navel and bored into it with the tip of her  tongue, sending delicious spasms up her spine and spreading  electric shocks into her vagina.  Then he skidded lower and  began to probe her mound, Betty reached down and worked her  fingers into his hair, holding him tenderly until he slipped his  tongue several times into her moist labia.  Then she urged him  up and aside.  

"Darling---if you keep that up, I'll faint.  I'm all wet  inside now, all ready for your father's prick.  Chad?"  

"You'd better believe it," he answered, and swung over  between her uptilted thighs.  

"Just a second, dad," Danny said huskily.  "I-- I'd like to  guide it in."  

Chad looked down into Betty's eyes and rubbed his hairy chest  back and forth across the aching of her distended nipples.  His  ass was hiked, and he was bracing his weight upon elbows and  knees.  She turned her head to one side and twisted her neck so  that she could look down and watch Danny's hand come trembling  between his father's hairy thighs to wrap fingers around the  thick and throbbing shaft.  

Hand shaking, breath sobbing raggedly in his throat, her son  guided the massive head of his father's prick into the wet and  waiting slot of his mother's pussy.  As Chad pushed it inside,  spreading the elastic lips of her cunt, Danny's fingers slid  back to the dangling balls and hesitated there for but a moment  before drifting away.  

"Hot and juicy," Chad grunted, pushing the full length and  balllbat roundness of his cock home to the root inside her  shuddering pussy.  "That's how I like to sock my cock to you,- Betty-- right up to the balls!  Ahhh, baby, you're as tight in  the cunt as Linda, and almost as tight as Nikki, and are you hot  inside, damned near boiling!"  

"Oh Chad, Chad-- that's such a wonderful prick; so big and  heavy, and it fills me up.  Oh, I love to fuck you, dear---more  so than ever now.  

Stick it to me, sweet man; fuck me, fuck me!"  

Danny said, "Yeah, daddy-- fuck her.  Man' I really dig  seeing that big prick slide in and out of mom's cunt.  It's all  greasy and shiny, and those balls cover the crack of her ass  when you drive your cock deep.  Oh wow, mother-- shake that  sweet ass and hump it to him.  Lift your legs and warp them  around his back and ride up on your shoulders while he feeds all  that heavy meat to you!"  

She did just that, locked her ankles behind Chad's back and  rolled her belly, feeling the huge head of her husband's prick  as it reached the bottom of her slot and pushed against the cup  of her cervix.  

Chad panted: "You're hotter than you've been in years-- all  bubbly in your cunt.  You always were a great piece of ass,  Betty, but now you're even better-- ahhh, baby, when you squeeze  down on my prick like that-- oh yeah---soft ass and big tits and  a blazing pussy."  

Betty ground it to him, gyrated her belly and humped her  vagina around his big piston, and said, "Ahh!  Ooohh!  And  you're better, too.  Ever since you screwed your daughters,  you're the randiest, horniest man!  Oh, fuck me deep, darling--  screw me long!"  

He pounded his meat pole into her, sloshed it and crammed it  into her cunt and she cried out that she was coming, coming!   That's when her son leaned over and kissed her mouth.  

"Mom---mom-- oh come, darling-- come, mother!"

"Yes, baby---I'm-- AHHHHH!"  

And several quick strokes behind her, Chad stiffened out and  released his foaming ejaculation into the ecstatic sheath of  Betty's vagina.  She felt the jetting of its hot thickness, the  hosing of its stream, and moaned softly to her son: "Nnn-- now--  darling!  He's coming into the right now!"  

"Dad!  Oh, dad, please---" 

Bending her neck again, Betty could make out her son's hand  tugging at this father's embedded penis, and she gave a roll of  her ass, a backward twist that slipped Chad's still squirting  cock from her wet and steamy cunt.  

Her husband was startled, slowed in his reactions, and Betty  rolled from him to throw one warm leg over her prone son, to  catch his vibrant prick and to thrust it deeply into the liquidy  slot of her creamy cunt, her freshly fucked cunt.  Danny groaned  and gave a might, twisting stroke that buried his cock into his  mother's buttery pussy, that pushed it clear to the hilt and  snugged his young balls into the cushion of her hairy mound.  

"There!  Oh wow---oh, it feels so good, so wild, so crazy  inside.  Ohh-- my father's semen is in there, hot and slippery,  sticky and greasy in my mother's cunt-- oh-- oh!"  

She tired to kiss him, but could not capture his mouth; his  breath gushed fiercely into her lips and away.  He clutched the  cheeks of her ass and sent his long prick hammering into her- semen-filled pussy, slapped his meat quick and deep into her,  groaning and humping for all he was worth.  He wanted her so  much, needed her so very much---- and she reveled in his hunger  for her cunt, joyed in the heaving and surging of her son's  rigid dick.  

"I-- I'm fucking you, mother!  Look, dad---I'm driving my  cock home into my mother's sweet pussy---ramming my prick in and  out of her juicy cunt---fucking my mother, fucking your wife--  fucking this pussy that's hot enough and rich enough for both of  us!  See my prick, daddy---- watch it pound into mom's snatch,  and listen to the noise it makes-- so sloppy and good!  Oh mom--  mom, tell me how you love my prick-- tell him!"  

Betty was mounting her own swift drive toward another wild  orgasm, rocking and seesawing upon her son's hard rod.  "Oh yes-   I love you, Danny!  I love my handsome son's prick in my pussy-- -I love to have you fuck me!  Oh Chad-- isn't it beautiful?   Isn't it terrific, to see your son---our son---fuck me this  way?  Oh, look at how he uses this stiff young cock---he sticks  me just like you do, darling---only he isn't you-- he's Danny,  my son, my boy---oh-- fuck me and fuck me some more!  Stick it  to my hot cunt, you gorgeous little MOTHER FUCKER!"  

Chad put both hands on her ass, helped her roll it and flex  it, pushed his wife's ass forward so that her flaming cunt  gulped at their son's prick, wiggled her cheeks to assist in  giving as much ecstasy to both of them as was physically  possible.  

"Go!"  he cried.  "Oh Danny, Danny!  Screw your mother-- ram  that cock in her pussy where I just let go all my come.  Fuck  her, son---fuck her cunt, my cunt, your cunt.  Yeah, yeah, --  your balls are flapping up into the crack of your mom's soft  ass, and I can see how greasy your cock is.  Screw her, fuck  her, shove the meat to her---ah, ah, ah-- look how she's sucking  and hunching, how she's riding your prick.  She's about to come,- boy---your hot-ass mom is close to coming-- so feed her that  hard prick and come with her.  Yeah---yeah, go!  Lay your  mother, boy-- come with her-- come in her-- pack her full of  your come so it can mix with mine!"  

"Daddy-- mother!  Oh-- ah--" Danny's ass blurred as he drove  his cock home.  He went, "uh-uh-uh!  and let go a tremendous  blast of semen into Betty's feverish pussy.  It splashed the  walls of her vagina and flooded the entrance to her womb; she  felt the head of his prick expand and contract, felt even more  of the precious male fluids wash her cunt.  

She was so wet inside, so greasy and slippery; she hiked her  ass and ground her belly into her son's, humping and screwing to  reach for her own enchanted cresting, to make her own orgasm  with her clitoris leaping and jerking.  For the second time  within a matter of a few short minutes, she came, and came  gloriously, magnificently.  

They collapsed together, mother and son, locked in each  other's arms, his prick snugged by the jealous grasp of her  cunt.  Betty drifted and flowed, but knew it when her husband  pressed to her from behind, when Chad lay down with them to  shove his upright staff lengthwise into the feathery cleft of  her buttocks.  He caressed her ass, her back, her shoulders, and  lifted her hair to kiss the nape of her neck.  And all the  while, his sturdy cock was fondling her buttocks.  

Once again, there were three of them, only ow it was husband  and wife and son-- or son, mother and father.  Whichever way it  was assembled, Betty thought, it was marvelous.  She had enjoyed  being eaten by Glenn and eating Danny; three were swinging  there, but now was even better.  She'd made it with Nikki and  Linda, and now she was balling with Chad and Danny.  

The only possible way it could be any more exciting, and more  fulfilling, was if she had another son to join them.  

Danny got up first, drawing his hard penis from his mother's  clinging cunt and climbing off the bed to go to the dresser and  bring back the bottle of whiskey.  "I think we all need  this," he said.  "Gee, mom-- dad-- that was the greatest ever,  and something that I've always dreamed of doing.  I love both  you guys, and now I'll do anything for you."  

Chad sat up and accepted the bottle, drank deeply from it and  gave it back.  His prick had softened slightly, and was  drooping, but Betty saw that it would ready itself again very  soon.  Before they had all started fucking each other, Chad was  good for only one screwing-- and that only once or twice a  week.  Now look at him, she thought: eager to get it on some  more.  

He said to his son, "I'm sure glad you started this, boy.  A  few days back, I'd have stomped anybody who suggested that I'd  get a kick out of my wife fucking some other guy-- much less our  own son."  

Danny took a drink and gave the bottle to Betty.  She shook  her head, since she was already high enough on sex.  Danny dais  to his father: I'm glad I started it, too.  Sneaking into this  bed while you took a shower right next door---well, that scared  the hell out of me.  But I just had to screw mom, or go  crazy.  I watched her and dreamed about her and jacked off when  things got too rough.  And now my dreams have come true.  I've  fucked her and gone down on that fabulous pussy, and mom has  eaten my prick.  There's not much more to do, especially since  you and I have taken turns fucking her."  

Chad said, "It's been wonderful for me, too.  While you were  eyeing your mother and wondering how she would be to screw,  needing to fuck her, I was doing the same thing to your  sisters.  Man-- I was even jealous of Glenn, getting to fuck  Linda when I couldn't just because I was her daddy.  And little- Nicole-- I'm sorry, Betty, but I used to get a hard on for her  and screw you with it, pretending that your hot cunt was my  little girl's."  

Betty stretched, sat up and felt the heavy swinging of her  large tits.  "That's all behind us now, and isn't it grand?  No  more sneaking and hiding.  We're so lucky, tearing down all  those silly barriers, and progressing to where we can enjoy  loving each other with our bodies as well as our minds.  But  there is something I've always wanted to do---once I admitted  the possibility to myself."  

"What's that, mom?"  Danny asked.  "I'll do anything for you,  anything at all.  Just ask me."  

"Well," Betty said, "I'd kind of like to take it from the  back, to have a penis in my ass."  

They were silent for a moment, then Chad said: "Can't be  mine; I'm too big.  My cock would tear you apart."  

"Mine is just right," Danny said, "long but thin.  I can do  it to you, mom-- and it would turn me on, too."  

"How about you?"  Betty asked.  "Chad-- while our boy is  putting it to me that way, I can go down on you, so you won't be  left out."  

"Better than that," Danny said.  "I've never tried it but it  sounds real far out-- the sandwich.  Dad, you and I can make a  sandwich out of mom.  I'll screw her in the ass while you fuck  her pussy again.  We can all swing together, if we make it like  that.  What do you say?"  

"That sounds fine to me, son," Chad said.  "I never get tired  of that cunt---or I won't again, that is."  

And Betty asked, "Can you do that, really?  I mean-- one  prick up my rear and another prick up my front?  Is there room  enough?"  

"We won't hurt you," Danny said.  "I promise, mom.  And I  think it'll freak you out, heighten all the sensations and make  them sharper.  Wow, just talking about it is making my cock hard- again---and dad's getting stiff, too; just look at that big  thing grow!"  

Betty said thoughtfully, "I don't know; it seems as if I'd be  pretty small back there, since nothing's ever been in my ass.   Maybe it'll be too tight, or too dry."  

Danny approached the bed, stood close to her with his newly  reawakened cock standing out.  "You could wet the head down real  good for me."  

"Of course," Betty said, and opened her lips sot hat the boy  could slide the head of his distended cock into the warmth and  slipperiness of his mother's mouth.  

Wetting it down thoroughly, Betty backed her mouth off the  tasty glans before she was tempted to follow through with a  dedicated blow job.  

"Thanks, mom-- you lips are as good as your pussy, and I  could hold my cock in them forever, but if I'm going to back  road you, I'd better not play around any longer."  

"Damn," Chad said, "but I never thought I'd be able to just  sit by and watch anybody slip a cock into my wife's mouth.  Now  I don't get upset, I just get more horny."  

Danny smiled as said, "Mother, I'm not sure how we go about  this.  If you're on your hands and knees, then dad has to be  lying on his back between your knees.  And if he feeds that huge  prick into your cunt first, maybe I won't be able to work my  cock into your ass at all."  

"How would it be," she asked, "if I lay on my side, and Danny  puts in his penis first, works it all the way in and then I can  lift my leg and expose my mound so that Chad can start in his  cock?"  

"That sounds best," Chad said, "and it'll really arouse me,  tangling my legs in with his while he got it socked into you."  

So Betty turned and stretched, putting her rear to her son  and her tits toward her husband.  Chad put both hands on them,  held them gently and massaged their nipples with his thumbs.   They exchanged smiles and Danny lay down behind her, first  caressing her shoulders, then the long curve of her back, and  finally the upper curves of her trembling buttocks.  

His fingers were slow and teasing, and when they stroked into  the cleft of her ass itself, Betty shivered from head to toe.  

"The head of my prick is still wet," Danny murmured, "Still  drippy.  I think some pre-seminal fluid is mixing with what you  left on it, mom.  I'll just push it against your little brown- ring-- now, if you'll kind of hike back your ass and lift your  top leg high, so I can kind of spread your cheeks with my hands-- -" 

Betty adjusted the lower part of her body and did as her son  suggested.  She knew the tender, wet push of his glans against  her anus, and wiggled slightly, moving back slowly and easily to  help the entrance of Danny's prick.  A Flame of excitement beat  through her body and she cupped one hand over her mound to feel  the dampness there, wishing he could transfer some of the  lubrication to her other hole.  

But Danny was doing all right with what oils he had; the very  tip was moving into her flesh, pushing inexorably into her  narrow tube, and the feeling was tremendous.  It was something  like losing her cherry, but not nearly so frightening, since she  wanted this even more than she had desired that.  

"Oh mom-- oh wow-- it's tight, tight-- but I can fell it  going inside, feel that marvelous heat in your flesh.  The head  of it's slipping in-- in-- I'm shoving, mom, pushing hard.  If  it hurts you, say so and I'll stop."  

"Don't you dare," she said.  "You've gone this far and it ---  ooh, darling, it hurts a little, but the pain is small and very  sweet.  Push some more, baby, while mother wiggles like this and  pushes back like that, and ---OOHHH!!"  

Betty felt it slide powerfully into her ass, and her tube  expanded elastically to accept it, to take the hard young meat  into her bowels.  Stretching, she took her son's prick, knew it  as it went deep and far, and the wrinkled sack of his hairy  balls gave joyous pressure to the backs of her upper thighs."  

"It's in, Chad!"  she cried to her husband.  "Oh-- Ahh!  It's  in me, buried in my ass, and it's like I'm impaled upon a pole,  but the feeling is so good, so good!"  

Chad moved closer to her on the bed, pushing his thickly  haired belly near to hers, cupping and handling her tits.  "Now,  Betty?  do you want me to put my prick in you now?"  

"Yes, dear," she said.  "If I start to wiggle on Danny's, the  poor boy won't be able to hold off, and he'll come right away.   We don't want that, do we?  We'll try to make it all together,  sharing and blending and meshing-- all together."  

"Lift your leg," her husband said.  "Let's see if I can get  my legs in there through Danny's-- yeah!"  yeah, okay."  You're  all wet, Betty---- your pussy is juicy, so that'll make it  easier.  I'll take it very easy, but I'm shaking so hard, and my  cock's threatening to let go on its own."  

She kissed Chad as he scooted down to press the blunt end of  his warm glans into the steamy pubic hairs of her mound.  She  could only move slightly to assist her husband's penis, since  she was so securely locked in from behind.  

"Easy doll; the head's going in, and you seem tighter---ahhh,  Betty, such a fine, hot cunt.  Yeah, baby---getting it in you  now."  

She wiggled, felt the big head of her husband's cock setting  itself into the sheath of her vagina, felt her labia close in  behind it as the staff itself followed and plunged home in her  pussy.  Betty was packed, front and rear, and she could feel the  forces in her vagina and anus that were separated only by a thin  wall of tissue and flesh.  

They began to move in her, Danny stroking his long, slim rod  daintily in her ass, Chad thrusting his big penis in her cunt.   The fed their meat slowly to her, carefully, and it seemed as is  she was being blown up, as if the hard cocks inside her body  would surely rip her apart.  

But the good feeling came too, and her two beloved men  continued to fuck her, making her the sandwich between their  heaving bodies, using the pricks steadily and with love.  Her  husband burrowed his rod into her quaking pussy, and her son  slid his staff in and out of the gripping of her tube.  Good and  hot, good and joyful, and Betty twisted slowly between them,  spitted upon the steely impalements of their cocks, blazing  outside and in, wet and slimy and sweating against them.  

They held her tits and the cheeks of her ass; they kissed the  nape of her neck and her mouth, and all the while, they just  kept slipping those prongs in and out of her interior, screwing  their wife and mother and bitch, and making her love every tiny  movement.  

"Fucking you in the ass, mom," Danny panted, his movements  more jerky, his breath ragged.  

"And in the cunt, darling," Chad gasped, his thrusting  turning more spasmodic.  

They were about to come, she knew; both her men were on the  verge of ejaculating into her, anus and pussy.  Her own orgasm  was swiftly rising to meet them, and she thrilled to the  powerful surges of the liquid tides within her flesh.  

"M-- mom-- oh, mother!  I'm coming, darling---I'm coming into  you."  

Chad began to stiffen out, to jab his thick cock in a broken  rhythm.  "Betty-- Betty, baby-- I'm letting it go---" 

She trembled, gasped, gyrated madly upon the pair of their  pricks imbedded into her fevered flesh, bucking her ass and  humping her pelvis, and felt the almost simultaneous release of  semen in front and rear.  Chad blasted the thick rush of  sizzling come that jetted all the way up to the cup of her  womb.  

Danny pumped a big load of juice into the tight but giving  rectum and she felt its creamy effect all the way up the curling  of her backbone.  

Betty came then, a shattering experience that tore her vagina  and her asshole from seam to seam, that flung the flaming bits  of her body and her soul into a starshot spiraling that raced  across the universe and back.  

Moaning, she collapsed between them, the lances of their  cocks holding her to earth, to the bed, to each other.  Somehow  she knew that their legs were intertwined and that their balls  were pushed together.  

This was the epitome, the zenith of fucking, and Betty reeled  down from the dizzying heights, her head wobbling and her mouth  sucking for air.  She melted and ran together, and the marrow of  her bones dissolved.  No woman had ever been screwed so well,  and would never be again.  

She lay warm and adored, until they withdrew themselves from  her, until they had taken the partially softened rods of meat  from the lower entrances of her body.  Dreamily, Betty realized  that she could take another man, this one in her mouth, and some  part of her mind registered this fact for future reference.  

Danny and Chad and Glenn; she could use them all and serve  them all, ride their cocks and make them come in all the old  ways, in all the new fashions she was discovering.  There was so  much to do, so many positions and sensations to explore, and she  knew that she would go through them all, one by one.  

She was free, and they were free.  She could soar to the  clouds and they could wheel like eagles around her, dipping and  banking in the flight that wasn't escape, but a new and more  lasting reality.  

Betty Maddox sat up.  Her husband took one had and her son  took the other.  They helped her from the bed and led her  downstairs between them, two nude men and a naked woman.  

In the family room were he daughters, regal Linda and gamin  Nikki, and the man who had married into this best of all  possible blood lines.  

"Hi, mom," they said.  

And she said hi back, because she was now truly mother to  them all.  

 

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