She turned him around, and he took hold of the overhead shower rod again.
"Hurry up, Mom! I'm getting a case of blue balls."
"Poor boy!" Gale said. Crouching behind him, her hand jerking between her legs, she licked his tanned calves.
Shawn watched his young cock flex up and down. He so wanted to grab it and beat it off, but he knew that if he waited just a few more minutes, he'd be treated to something better than his dry hand. Besides, it turned him on to deprive himself of instant pleasure, to let the tension build. The sight of his prick flexing up and down with mounting excitement turned him on even more. He had one randy fuck-hog there.
Gale spread the boy's asscheeks. Now for a real treat! Young male ass turned her on something fierce. She often fantasized lining up all the boys from Shawn's high school and spreading their asscheeks, one boy at a time. She loved the musky scent and taste of young male ass, wished her tongue were a foot long, so she could lick deep. Shawn and his buddies wished her tongue were longer, too.
"Aw Mom, you dirty bitch!"
Shawn squirmed, clutching the shower rod and hanging by his arms as Gale's tongue wiggled in his asshole. She licked and jabbed his prostate gland until he couldn't stand it anymore. His right hand went to his cock and he started beating himself off, wiggling his ass like a fucked girl.
Gale was drunk on the taste of Shawn's asshole. The pleasure rushed through her body as she rammed three bunched fingers in and out of her juicing pussy. She forced her tongue in deeper, cleaning out the musky chamber, polishing the boy's throbbing prostate gland. She saw his arm jerking, heard his moans of pleasure as he brought himself toward orgasm, but she couldn't stop herself.
"Aw Mom, tongue it! Suck that asshole! Aw fuck, I'm gonna blow!"
Gale grabbed his hips and whirled him toward her just as the first spurt was escaping his prick. The boy gasped as a strand of white fuck-cream shot from his cock and stuck to Gale's face. She forced her mouth over his quivering fuckrod and churned her tongue at his pleasure spot, guzzling down his hot spurts as fast as he could shoot them. She shoved a hand up between his legs and stuffed her middle finger up his asshole so she could massage his contracting prostate gland.
"I can't stand it!" the boy whimpered, his asscheeks flexing, his hips thrusting, his asshole nearly chewing Gale's finger off.
The youth's whimper of ecstasy sent Gale over the brink. Her fuck juices flooded her hand as her pussy exploded with spasms. I can't stand it either, she would have cried had she not been sucking cum. It hurts so good, I can't stand it!
Despite the painful intensity of their fuck spasms, neither of them would have given up such pleasure for all the wealth in the world. Like her stepson, Gale considered orgasm the ultimate joy and satisfaction in life.
Shawn pumped cum and Gale swallowed it. Her fingers churned in her contracting pussy.
When Gale and Shawn finally left the house to join Cindy and Buck in the back yard, they found Cindy sprawled in a lounge chair, not a stitch on her smooth young body, her legs spread wide, her hands rubbing her swollen tits as Buck lapped like a dog between her legs.
"My, my!" Gale said. "What have we here!" Neither Cindy nor Buck paid her any attention. The girl was too occupied with her own tits, with her lust-inflamed crotch, and the man was too occupied with his rigid cock, with the scent and flavor of young pussy. Like Cindy, Buck had stripped completely.
"Why did we bother to put these on?" Gale said, giving her panties a snap at the waist.
Shawn was already stripping off his swim briefs. He had a hard-on that looked as if it hadn't been serviced in a week.
"Let me take care of that," Gale said after she'd stripped off her bikini. She reached for the boy's stiff cock.
"Nothing doing," Shawn said. "My turn to have the fun."
The boy pushed his stepmother down in the lounge chair next to Cindy and spread her legs. The juices bubbled out of the excited woman even before Shawn had started licking.
Gale reached over to stroke her voluptuous daughter's tits. "Glad you came for a visit, angel?"
"Does Buck Morgan have a big cock?" Cindy said, reaching over to feel her mother's beautiful tits.
Gale laughed. "I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself, darling. It really is too bad you didn't pay us a visit sooner."
"You're right," Cindy said. "It really is too bad."
The heads of the men bobbed. Their tongues lapped between the women's swollen cuntlips. They groaned as they sucked down the delicious pussy-juices.
The women gasped as the fat tongues slithered up their crotch-holes and licked out the fluffy folds and crevices inside them. The toes of mother and daughter clutched sensuously as they neared their climaxes, continued clutching as they came in unison.
"Oh baby, it feels so good!" Gale Morgan moaned, her hand gripping the hand of her daughter, her cunt exploding in her stepson's mouth.
"Ohh Mom, I feel it too!" Cindy gasped. "Eat my crotch, Buck, suck it out!"
Buck Morgan devoured the luscious young cunt of his stepdaughter. He could have shot off, but he didn't. He was saving his load for later.
Shawn Morgan lifted his head from between his stepmother's legs. Her fuck juices dripped from his chin. Her cunt-hairs stuck to his lips.
"When do we eat?" he said. "I'm starved."
His dad swatted his ass. "Come on, pussy mouth, help me get these steaks off the grill."
CHAPTER NINE
The Glades was a place where sexual secrets or sexual inhibitions among its residents could not exist for long. It was a place of complete freedom for Cindy, a place where she felt more relaxed and alive than she'd ever felt in her life. She couldn't imagine leaving there to go back to school. She dreaded the thought of even putting clothes on again.
It felt so good to be nude. She felt so unfettered and sexy. She couldn't imagine how clothes had ever been invented, especially in climates where people never stopped perspiring, the kind of climate she had found here in southern Florida.
By the time the cookout was finished, the moon had already risen high, throwing a silvery light out over the vast stretches of grassland to the west, where a dull reddish glow still licked the fringes of the horizon. The breeze carried the scent of horses.
"Let's go for a walk," Gale Morgan said, and she took Cindy's hand. They headed out over the western pastures.
As Gale and Cindy walked in the lead, their tits wobbling heavily, their gorgeous female asses gyrating, Buck and Shawn followed behind, their cocks jutting up at acute angles and wagging like gigantic clubs. Neither of them had ever seen two sexier asses than the two asses waving in their faces at this moment.
The group had been walking no more than a few minutes when the sudden thudding of paws and the wild rustling of grass made all their hearts stop. Cindy was unable to stifle a girlish shriek of surprise as she wheeled to see a large animal with glowing eyes bearing down on them. Before she had recognized the creature, it was driving its dog-snout between her legs. The growling Dane stud slurped at her crotch, at her tits.
"That's one girl-crazy hound," Gale said, laughing with relief. "Cindy, darling, meet Samson."
"We've met," Cindy said, her toes curling as the Dane's tongue slithered between her crotchlips.
"They've done more than meet each other," Shawn said. "They know each other – as you'd say it, Mom – intimately."
"Really! Cindy, darling, you are a fast mover!" Gale said.
"Like mother, like daughter," Buck said.
The dog was in a licking mood, so Cindy and Gale got down on their hands and knees, shoving their excited asses up high and giving the hound a clean shot at their delicious fuck furrows. Samson growled his appreciation as he licked, his long tongue slithering up and down the asscracks and pussies of the two juice-oozing females.