When George's mouth went back onto Eve's nipple, her hand reached down and latched onto her husband's upright cock. She squeezed it with her fingers, pumping it up and down. Suddenly George's hands were busy tugging her bikini bottoms down over her lush lips.
Paula stared through the protecting foliage at her naked mother and watched her lean back against the picnic table and spread her legs wide as she pressed the head of George's prick against the warm moist lips of her pussy. George bucked his hips forward and his cock smoothly entered her. She gave a little squeal of delight and wriggled her firm shapely ass each time his prick went in deeper.
With his hands under the cheeks of her ass he lifted her buttocks easily up from the edge of the picnic table. Eve lay back on the table top, knowing what he had in mind. She raised her legs and wrapped them around his back. She locked her ankles and let her rear end relax in his firm grasp, so that his prick could move even more deeply into her. She was breathing hard, her sexual fever increasing and her panting took on more of the appearance of sexual satisfaction.
George sweated, as he held her ass and kept up a steady humping rhythm. As he leaned over her, she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her face pressed closely to his ear. She dipped her tongue in his ear and then kissed his neck. Between her gasps for breath she coaxed him on to even greater effort. From behind the bushes, Paula watched her mother having a wonderful time and nearing her climax.
"Come on, you wonderful fucker!" Eve gasped breathlessly. "Fuck me, darling! Drive that beautiful prick up into me!" She clawed at his neck and the part of his back she could reach without losing her grip on him.
Paula stared at her father's swiftly moving ass as he pumped his cock into Mom for all he was worth. He drove forward with his legs and his hips, bitting deep inside her cunt.
"Oh baby, you feel good!" George panted. "You always do! You have such a sweet little pussy. I love it!"
Eve clawed at his back and bit at his shoulder as he stepped up the pace, panting and gasping himself. George clutched her ass and drove it to her. Paula could see her father's fingers digging into the soft flesh of Mom's rear end. It seemed to make Mom all the more excited.
"Ooohhh! Aaahhh! I'm coming darling! Oh God! You're driving me out of my mind!"
"Your pussy feels so good…"
The gasps and moans of Paula's mother changed to screams of passion as she trembled and shook in the frenzy of her orgasm.
"I'm going to shoot!" George bellowed.
"Yes darling! Do it!"
"Aaarrrggghhh… uuuhhhgh!"
"Ooohhh… yes!" Eve shrieked. "Oh darling, that's so good!"
Paula watched them excitedly. She knew they had both come. Dad had sprawled heavily on top of Mom, who hugged and caressed him lovingly with her arms and her legs.
"Thank you, darling," Eve sighed. "You were just wonderful, as usual." She tenderly kissed his ear. "Do you know this is the first time you've fucked me on top a picnic table?"
"It is? And I've been taking you on picnics from the time you were fourteen. I wonder why we never thought of it?"
Eve smiled up at him. "I guess because we enjoyed it in the hayloft so much, we just never thought of doing it anywhere else – until later."
George grinned. "Yes… until later. Then we did it in all kinds of places. The swimming hole, the woods, in the cornfield, behind your house on the back lawn – you name it."
"You did it to me in the library one night, and we nearly got caught. Remember?"
"I sure do," said George. "That was close."
"There's one place I'll never forget," said Eve. "Remember when Mom and Dad were planting something in the flower bed under the kitchen window? I was leaning out the window, watching talking to them."
"Sure," said George. "All they could see was the upper part of you as you leaned on your elbows on the window sill. I was in the kitchen, out of sight. You looked so good, bending over like that, I just couldn't stand it any longer."
Eve shrieked with merriment. "I'll never forget how shocked I was! I was talking to Mom and Dad when suddenly my skirt flew up over my back and my panties were whisked down to my ankles. The next thing I knew, your hands grabbed me by my hips and I felt your cock push its way up into me. I never expected anything like that! Fortunately I was so shocked I couldn't scream or even make a sound."
"I'll never forget that day either," George said. "That was a real thrill, fucking you in that position. And your folks right there, so close, and not knowing what was going on."
"You wouldn't believe what a time I had, having a really sensational orgasm and trying to make it sound like I was just coughing. Mom looked up at me, all concerned and asked if I was getting a cold. Can you imagine?"
"It wasn't a cold her virginal daughter was getting," said George. "It was a bone-hard cock thrust into her pussy."
Eve gave George a mischievous smile. "Maybe Dad thought of me as their virginal daughter, but I'm sure by then, Mom knew better."
"You think so?"
"Mom is nobody's fool. How could she believe that at seventeen I was a virgin, when I was going steady with you – considering what went on between you and Mom?"
"Oh! You mean…"
"I'm talking about that Saturday afternoon when Dad was helping out at my uncle's farm," Eve said. "You and I didn't have a date because of something else you had to do, so I made plans to spend the afternoon and evening with my friend Helen. Only Helen and her family had unexpected weekend guests, so I came on back home – and what a surprise I got! You were in the living room with my mother and both of you were stark naked. Mom was lying on the couch and you were on top of her. She had her arms and legs wrapped around you and you were humping away like crazy. There was no chance of my being mistaken about what I saw because I just stayed right there in the hallway and watched the whole thing."
"That was quite an exciting afternoon you spent, watching us," said George with a grin.
"It certainty was," Eve agreed. "Quite educational too. Mom and I were always close. I thought I knew her so well, even her innermost secrets. I'd never have believed she'd let anyone but my father put his prick into her… never dreamed she'd let her daughter's boyfriend fuck her – that she'd suck his cock and then let him put his prick up her ass!"
"That's part of your mother's irresistible charm," said George. "She looks so sweet and innocent – the result of a lifetime of clean, pure thoughts."
"I learned something else too, that day," said Eve. "The way you two were getting it on, it was obvious this wasn't the first time. You two had a good thing going there and it looked like it had been going on for quite some time. But it wasn't until years later, after you and I were married, that Mom and I had a friendly mother-and-daughter talk and she gave me some facts I hadn't known about."
"Such as?"
"Well for one thing, I was only nine years old when it all began. Mom was only twenty-eight and she found herself getting the hots for this handsome guy named George Prentiss who came out from town every Saturday to mow the lawn and help her with the flower beds – and whatever else she had for him to do. It was also a time when Dad had a number of business ventures occupying his mind, in addition to running the farm, and he wasn't looking after his bedroom duties like he should have been. The situation was, ideal for what Mom and this boy both had in mind."
"And what was that?" asked George.
"As if you didn't know," replied Eve with a soft chuckle.
"Ah yes. Those were the days…" said George, giving a contented sigh.
"By the time I was seventeen," said Eve, "Mom was pretty certain you were fucking me as well as her. But she liked what she had going for her too well to rock the boat, so she said nothing. A long time after that – after you and I were married – she was really shocked when I told her I was only fourteen when you took me up into the hayloft and fucked me."