Brett stepped back.
Linda licked her bruised lips.
"How can something so little become so fucking hard?" she asked in a breathless voice.
"Brett, you always had the cutest cock when it was soft, but, God… can it turn big!"
"I bet you've wanted to suck me off for a long time, Linda," he said.
"No, you're wrong," she replied. The taste of his come-juice was still in her mouth. "I didn't think of such a thing back then. I did, though, want you to fuck me."
"Oh, really? Why didn't you say something?"
"It was your game, remember?"
"Well, sure, but if you'd said something, I would have fucked you, Linda."
"I doubt it." She grinned at him. "You were – and still are – into jacking off, especially with a little girl watching."
Brett returned to his chair, cupping his chin in his hand and looking at her. "I would still have fucked you. Why didn't you ever say anything about it, Linda?"
"I just told you, Brett," she replied. She ran her tongue over her lips, feeling a slight puffiness.
"Well, listen," he said. "If you want to fuck me, let's go to my room. I wouldn't mind having a nice piece of your ass. You've always had a pretty ass, Linda. If your cunt is as hot and greedy as your mouth, you're a hell of a fuck."
Linda stood up. "Too bad."
She grinned at him.
"This ass belongs to… well, let's just say you're a little late."
She left her brother at the table, going out the back door.
CHAPTER FIVE
Linda was anticipating Frank coming home. What she had told her brother was true. Her ass now belonged to Frank, her son. She wouldn't give it to anyone unless Frank agreed to it. Linda didn't really care if she never had another man, as long as her son wanted her. She would be content with him, his cock, for the rest of her life.
By the time Frank was supposed to be home from school, Linda was boiling, boiling all over.
Sucking her brother off had only made her more aware of her hunger, her desires. She had become intensely aroused sucking Brett off, and just as she had suspected, the back of her wraparound skirt was soaking wet. She didn't change though. She had not come when her brother did, and she was almost in misery with need. She could make herself came with her fingers, but her son would be home soon. He would make her come, he would fuck her pussy good and make her come hard, the way he had the night before.
Her orgasms with her son were the strongest she had ever enjoyed in her entire life. It was not something she wanted to give up.
She saw Frank on the sidewalk. Peggy was with him. Since her brother had rented her house next door, the two walked to school together and came home together. They had more in common than most cousins, Linda thought as she watched Peggy start toward her house and Frank turn across the lawn toward her. Linda looked at her son, her eyes at the front of his pants, eager to have him inside. She wanted to strip his young body naked, to get his cock deliciously hard, and then sit on it for hours and hours.
"Hi, Mom!" Frank grinned as he came in. "Waiting for me?"
Linda was still standing at the window.
"Who else would I be waiting for?" she asked.
Frank giggled and moved into her arms. Linda hugged her son tightly against her body, kissing the top of his head. She pressed her tits into his face and worked a thigh at his hip. When Frank lifted his face, Linda kissed his mouth, running her tongue from corner to corner on his lips.
"Can I go over to Peggy's now?" he asked.
"Why?"
"Well, Peggy said Uncle Brett wanted me come over after school, Mom."
"So you can play with her little cunt and she can play with your cock, while he sits on the floor and jacks off, right?"
"Well, not exactly," Frank said. "Peggy kind of hinted that I was gonna get to do more than before. She said Uncle Brett wanted to see us fuck."
"Oh, he does, does he?" Linda said, her hands on her son's shoulders. "What do you want to do?"
"I wanna do it!" Frank said, excitedly.
"You mean let your uncle watch, or you want to fuck Peggy?"
"Fuck Peggy!"
Linda felt as if she was about to be abandoned. She clung to his shoulders, staring down at his excited face. How could she prevent him from having what he wanted? Frank was eager to stick his cock into his cousin's young cunt, very eager there was no way she could resist. If her son wanted to fuck Peggy, he would fuck her sooner or later. Especially with his uncle urging them. Peggy would fuck Frank, Peggy would do anything her father wanted, just as she would do anything her son wanted.
"I was sort of hoping you and I could…"
Frank saw the disappointment in her eyes. He flung his arms about her waist, burying his face into her tits. He hugged her hard.
"I'll stay here with you," he said. "I can always go over there later."
Linda hugged her soft, nuzzling into the top of his head. She felt his cock swelling inside his pants, and she pressured her leg against it.
"Why don't you undress me, honey?" she whispered softly, "Why don't you take all Mother's clothes off right here?"
"Oh, that would be fun, Mom!"
Linda stepped from him. She held her arms out, grinning at him. "Well, do it."
Eagerly, Frank began to undress his mother. He took his time, as if he was unwrapping a precious oft, one that he had not seen before. As he exposed her tits, he stopped, fondling them, kissing them, sucking at her stiff nipples. Linda purred and wiggled with growing excitement, thrilled by the strong suction on her nipples. When he started undressing her again, he seemed unable to figure out her skirt. She had to show him where it buttoned, and when he opened it, holding it wide, he stared at her nakedness, giggling in pleasure.
"You're not wearing panties," he whispered, seeing the thick bush of pussy hair.
"Why should I, honey?" she purred. "This makes it much easier and faster for you."
Her dress dropped, and she stood naked. Somehow, being naked with her son in the living room, with him still fully clothed, was especially exciting for Linda. Her satiny flesh rippled with exciting little bumps as she stood before him. She watched his cock press and throb at the front of his pants while he gazed steadily and hotly at her nakedness. The fact that her son showed so much pleasure by seeing her naked body was almost enough to excite Linda's cunt to orgasm.
"Oh, please…" she whispered hotly, wiggling her hips with eagerness. "Frank, baby… God, hurry!"
Frank wasn't fast enough for her. She stripped his shirt from his young body, leaning to kiss at his chest, her tongue swirling about his tiny nipples, her hands tugging and pulling at his pants. In her eagerness to undress him, she heard something tear, but it didn't matter.
Frank balanced himself as she removed his sneakers and pants. She was on her knees when she finished, and his cock slapped along her face. With a cry, she buried her face against him, hugging him about his ass, inhaling the scent of his youth. The hotness of his cock and balls against her face created a boiling sensation between her creamy thighs. She felt the inner flesh of her legs become slippery as her cunt seeped hot juices. She hugged him tightly, feverishly kissing at his crotch, running her tongue about his lower stomach, past his cock and balls, licking at his thighs and back up again. She made soft sobbing sounds of desire, her breathing fast and harsh.
Frank's hands were on her shoulders, and he looked down at her with delighted surprise on his young face. Linda twisted and turned her face, smearing it at his prick and balls, her lips kissing, tongue licking. The wet, fiery heat of her tongue on the shaft of his cock and balls made Frank tremble, and he dug his fingers into his mother's naked shoulders.