"Oh, yes, darling, do me just like that," Bobby's mother sighed from atop his face.
The boy had given in to his seductress, and he must have been fucking her pussy with his tongue very well for her sighs of satisfaction rang out in the night. Becky and Tom each fingered themselves a little faster as they watched the mother getting off on her son's mouth and tongue.
At the other end of the boy, nearly forgotten by the onlookers, Brenda at last pulled her face from the boy's prick and gave her tired jaws a rest. Then she moved herself around and, much to the boy's surprise, climbed aboard his upthrusting prick.
"Yes, Brenda, yesss! Let's fuck him together! Let's fuck him and fuck him and fuck him! Ahhh!"
Bobby's body tried to buck the woman on his cock up while he ate the other one out, but it was too difficult. He flopped around beneath them like a fish out of water and at last Brenda spoke, her voice like satin.
"Don't worry honey, just relax and do your mommy, I'll do all the work back here."
She began to buck herself slowly, moving in waves of sexual delight. She now faced the woman sitting on Bobby's face and soon she reached out for her and the two women embraced, the boy laboring beneath them.
"I don't fuckin' believe it!" Tom grunted, his cock sticking straight out in front of him. "He's fuckin' both of them! Fuck! Where do I sign up?"
Becky giggled at her brother's eagerness, but she had to admit that the scene turned her on like crazy too. And when the two women started to kiss and feel each other up, Becky felt her cunt lurch. She'd never seen two women get it on before, and she found the sight strangely erotic.
The girl watched intently as the women ran their fingers up and down the front of each other's body. Bobby's mother was obviously older than Brenda, and nowhere near as beautiful, but she still looked good to Becky. Together they cupped and smashed each other's tits, their hips still moving with fucking motions over Bobby.
What no one but Bobby was aware of was the way Brenda was working over his cock with the skilled muscles of her cunt. His prick was already threatening to erupt from the controlled way she fucked him on the inside as well as on the outside of her luscious body.
Bobby reached down blindly and caressed her stockinged legs, loving the way the taut fabric hugged her thighs. His fingers also touched his mother's legs and he was shocked that her body would be so close to Brenda's. What was going on up there? he wondered.
Becky and Tom knew what the two women were up to, and it was a sexy sight indeed. They each leaned forward and rubbed their sweaty tits together, the fronts of their bodies slithering against one another erotically. For a moment Tom had to stop jacking on his cock. The two women were making him come too fast so he held off for a while, letting his rising come calm back down.
But Bobby was not as able to control his own destiny. Almost as quickly as he had come before, his cream again jetted from the open tip of his prick, this time filling Brenda's pussy instead of her mouth.
"Oh yeah, give it to me, come on, give it to me," she said sexily, her words helping to drain his balls.
"Shit!" Tom grunted, grasping his bobbing cock again with both hands. "I gotta come too!"
Becky was in the same state, but she was just not as vocal about it. She manhandled her clitty and jammed three fingers up into her pussy over and over again as she watched this mini-orgy. Cream poured from her pussy-hole and made her finger-fucking wet and juicy.
It was as if the orgasm Bobby had enjoyed spread right through him into the body of his mother. For just as Brenda made the boy cream and then fell off his withering prick, the mother began to cry and then gave a shudder as if her body might break apart. She thrust her coming cunt down against her son's face more violently than ever as her orgasm tore through her. She shimmied and gasped, her body pitching forward and then tossing backward.
At last she too fell from the exhausted boy and landed tangled together with Brenda. The sultry blonde moaned and gently moved around until Bobby's mother's face was very near to Brenda's cream-filled cunt.
"Oh no, she wouldn't!" Tom exclaimed. "Oh God!"
But in an instant it became clear to the young voyeurs that she certainly would. As if she were starving, she pounced on Brenda's pussy, vacuuming out her son's jism.
"Oh! Ohhh!" Becky moaned, her cunt trembling as she watched the woman-to-woman sex.
Becky had never imagined something like this would turn her on so powerfully. But her cunt pulled itself tight around her fucking fingers and then exploded, pulsing around her fucking hand as she continued to pound herself with it.
"You're not kiddin'!" her brother grunted in agreement, his cock hosing down the bushes around them.
From the corner of her eye Becky could see the white stream of her brother's ejaculation. For an instant she was torn, not knowing which was the more erotic sight, one woman eating the other or her own brother coming off. Then she made her choice and turned her full attention to Tom.
On the bed in the house, Bobby rolled onto one side and watched the two women go at each other. For many minutes, the three teenagers looked on in awe as the adults writhed in extreme lust. Bobby reached out to touch his mother, fingering her cunt as she sucked his cream from the bowl of Brenda's pussy.
Outside in the darkness, Becky and Tom tingled with the many more orgasms they knew they could have. But then Tom took a look at his watch and shook his sister gently by the shoulder, bringing her out of her trance.
"Hey!" he whispered. "I think we better go. It's about time for Mom to get home. If we wanna be there first, we're gonna have to get a move on."
Her eyes still on the window, Becky nodded. Still staring at the incredible sight of the continuing orgy, she shimmied back into her jeans and ran her fingers through her hair.
Tom got to his feet first and offered his sister a sweaty hand. With a smile she let him help pull her to her feet and the two of them ran back down the alley, racing to see who could get home first.
CHAPTER NINE
When his children told him about what he had missed, Jim forgot his fears about going out spying. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became to hit the streets again as soon as possible.
The next evening, when his wife said she felt a little ill and went up to bed very early, Jim couldn't have been happier. He was so eager to look in on some hot fucking action that he was willing to take a chance on going out with Becky and Tom while their mother was in the house.
"Get your coats kids, let's go, go, go!" he exclaimed, interrupting their television program and switching off the set.
"Come on, Dad," Tom said. "We can't go with Mom here."
"Your mother has gone to bed with a headache."
"Yeah, but what if she gets up?" Becky asked.
"I just looked in on her, and she's asleep already. What's the matter with you guys?" Jim leered. "Don't you wanna fuck?"
Becky and Tom both laughed at their father's new-found sexuality. And, instead of answering his question with words, they just went upstairs to change their clothes.
"I can't believe she's not home either," Becky sighed as they turned away from Brenda's darkened window. "She was our last hope!"
The disappointed blonde looked into the equally long faces of her father and brother. They'd combed the neighborhood and had not found anything interesting to look at. Even the ultra-sexy Brenda had disappointed them.
"I guess it wasn't meant to be," Jim said, draping an arm around the shoulder of each of his children. "We might as well just go home and try another night."
"Shit, and I was gettin' really hot for it, too," Tom grumbled, kicking a stone.
They took their time walking home, their eyes still scanning the windows along the back alley. Many of them were lit and some even had open drapes. But there was no fucking happening in any of them.