When she got home, she saw the bedroom light, and she guessed what was happening. Her guess was confirmed when she walked quietly down the hall and looked into the bedroom. Hal hadn't waited up for her. He'd been kept awake by something else.
He lay naked on the bed, hands folded behind his head, letting Debby suck his cock. Brenda saw her daughter's curly brown head bouncing up and down over his lap, his thick wet prick zipping in and out of the girl's mouth. Her daughter blowing her husband…
CHAPTER TWELVE
Brenda took a deep breath and steadied herself. She had only herself to blame for this scene. She'd told both Hal and Debby that it was okay for them to go on making it. So if she couldn't fight them, she'd join them.
She put on a big friendly smile and walked into the room. "Well, hello there," she said.
Hal looked sheepish but said nothing. Debby jerked her head up, and Hal's cock slipped from her mouth. It was completely limp.
"Oh, hi, Mom," Debby said, smiling. "Boy, am I glad to see you. I need your help. I've been sucking and sucking Hal's cock, and I just can't make it hard. I bet you know a way to do it, though."
Brenda blushed. She would never get used to this new generation of kids, their complete naturalness about sex. Debby showed no shame, no hang-ups at all. Maybe her parents could learn something from that.
"I just might know what to do," Brenda said mysteriously. She smiled and tousled Debby's hair. "Honey," she said, "be a good girl and go get me the Vaseline. It's in the bathroom cabinet."
"Sure, Mom," said Debby.
The girl leaped off the bed and trotted out of the room. Brenda began to undress. Hal watched her longingly.
"Did you…?" he said. He couldn't finish.
Brenda knew what he wanted to ask. "Yes," she said, "I gave it one try. He was a real sicko. It was a mistake of me to think I could handle a job like that. I won't be going back."
She saw the relief in Hal's eyes. She realized, with excitement and pleasure, that he still loved her.
"That's not the only reason," she said. "It's not just that I hate the job. It's that I can't stop loving you. I want to be your woman, Hal, nobody else's. Do you think we can get it together again?"
He sat up and reached for her, hugging her fiercely.
"Sure we can," he said. "I sure as hell want to try. I made a discovery tonight, too, Brenda. I haven't got that letch for little girls any more. That's why Debby couldn't get me up. I want you!"
She hugged him tightly.
"Oh, Hal," she said, "I'm so glad. But we mustn't let Debby down. We got her into this scene, and we can't just reject her. I'm afraid we're committed to having my daughter in our bed."
Hal nodded. "Right," he said. "We can't kick her out. She'd think we didn't love her. We'll keep the scene going till she starts making it with boys her own age. Then she won't need us old folks any more. But, Brenda, I just thought – how are we going to work it with three of us? I mean…"
He didn't get a chance to finish. Debby was coming back into the room, and Brenda signaled him to be quiet. She had a mysterious smile on her face. Hal wondered what his wife had in mind…
"Here's the Vaseline, Mom," said Debby, handing her mother the jar.
"Thanks, honey," said Brenda, setting the jar on the bedside table. She didn't really need it. She'd just wanted to get Debby out of the room so she could talk with Hal. "I'll be right with you," she said.
Hal and Debby watched as Brenda finished taking off her clothes. She was so beautiful, they thought. Her breasts were exceptionally big yet perfectly firm, great pointed cones that stuck straight out, capped with large light brown nipples. Her little bush was thick but dainty, a puff of dark feathery hair that made a perfect triangle over her mons.
Brenda tossed aside the last garment and slid onto the bed. She was on one side of Hal, Debby on the other. Both women eyed his lean muscular body – and the disappointing wrinkle of his cock.
"Now," Brenda said briskly, "we have a problem to solve. What have you tried already, Debby?"
"Well, I pumped his cock," the girl said, "and then I sucked it. I sucked it for a long time, Mom, but nothing happened." She wriggled impatiently. Hal had driven her crazy eating her pussy, and she was desperately horny. She prayed her mother would think of some way to make his stubborn cock hard.
"I see," said Brenda, frowning slightly over the problem. "He refuses to cooperate, does he? We won't stand for that." She reached out and pinched Hal's ass – hard.
"Ow," he said, laughing. "Violence won't get you anywhere, woman. You'll have to think of something else."
"Oh, I will," said Brenda, grinning. Just at that moment, she did. Her grin broadened. Sid may have been a sickie, but he'd taught her a useful trick.
"Well, Mom?" Debby said eagerly. "Did you think of something?"
"Ummm-hmmm," Brenda said, almost purring in her wicked excitement. Hal was really going to get a surprise. "Roll over onto your side, Hal," she said.
He obeyed, wondering what she was up to. That wicked grin on her face promised something pretty wild. For the first time that evening he felt himself getting aroused…
"Okay, Debby," said Brenda, "You go on sucking his cock, just like you did before."
"But, Mom," said Debby, "I did it till my mouth hurt, and it didn't work."
"Trust me," said Brenda. "It'll work this time."
Debby was doubtful, but she did as her mother asked. She knelt by Hal's belly and leaned low over him, picking up his limp warm prick. It was as soft and wrinkled as ever. She felt very little hope as she stuffed the drowsy little worm into her mouth, but she gamely began sucking on it, using strong vacuum pressure.
Hal sighed. "That's nice, Debby," he said.
His voice showed no great excitement, though. Brenda knew he was only being polite, trying not to hurt the girl's feelings. Well, if Brenda's trick worked, he wouldn't have to fake it for long…
Hal lay there feeling Debby's hot wet little mouth working industriously around his limp prick. It felt nice, but it wasn't getting him aroused. Then he felt Brenda moving, the mattress sagging a little, and her hot moist breath fanning the crease of his buttocks. His interest sharpened. What the hell was his wife up to?
Kneeling behind him, Brenda tenderly pried apart the tight cheeks of her husband's slim, firm ass. She studied the light brown wrinkle of his anus. Yes, it was going to work. He didn't repulse her like Sid had. In fact she hungered for him. As she nosed into his tight ass crease, she felt saliva rushing to her mouth.
She laid the slick tip of her tongue on his clenched anus and swiftly rimmed and lashed it. Hal twitched and gasped. She grinned. She knew he hadn't expected this. She thrust her sharp wet tongue tip into the tight little hole, worming her way about an inch up his tight hot rectum.
"Awwwwww," Hal bawled.
Christ, he hadn't expected her to do a thing like that! Nor had he known it would feel so damned good. Brenda's slim wet tongue wriggled wickedly up his asshole and pleasure blasted and melted his loins.
He relaxed his anal muscles, letting his wife work her rough little tongue in as far as she could. She lodged it in him right to the root. She started to work it inside him, reaming and tickling him with her slick, snakelike tongue.
"Awww, Jesus, yes," Hal yelped. "Yeah, lick my ass, baby… Jesus, that's great…"
Brenda purred with satisfaction. Her trick had worked. Hal was going out of his head with pleasure, yelping and moaning as she tongue-fucked his tight sensitive brownie. She was enjoying it, too. He didn't taste bad like Sid. She hungered for more of his pungent bum juice, thrusting her tongue deep into his fiery passage.
Hal whined helplessly. He'd never felt anything so hotly exciting as Brenda's wicked little tongue tickling deep in his rectum. He'd have no trouble getting hard now…