Leaning over her son, Karen ran her tongue about one of Sally's sugary nipples, drawing it into her mouth for a suck or two. Turning. Karen leaned over, her knees drawn underneath her stomach, her shoulders and head on the floor. She arched her creamy
naked ass into the air, wiggling with open invitation.
Brett and Sally peered at Karen's lifted ass, seeing her pussy, with the thick curls of hair, pooching between her thighs. They saw that her cunt lips were wet, but their eyes were drawn mostly to the crinkle of her winking asshole.
Karen caused her asshole to flex and pucker for them, as she moaned softly with anticipation of her son's hard cock fucking deep, into her asshole, burning and tingling and making her shiver with ecstasy.
Sally, with a soft giggle, suddenly shoved her face into Karen's spreading ass, kissing directly upon Karen's fiery asshole, then her tongue dragged up and down the mother's asshole. Karen mewled loudly and arched her pretty ass into the girl's face, waggling in a tight circle.
With another giggle, Sally pulled her face out of Karen's ass, saying to Brett, "Fuck her! Fuck your mother in her hot asshole, Brett!"
Karen peered between her thighs, seeing Sally tugging on her son's cock, bringing his prick to her waiting ass. Her eyes misted over with eager pleasure as the swollen head of his cock pressed against the tightness of her asshole. She pressed her ass back against him,
a soft wail bubbling from her tight throat.
"Oooo, look!" Sally gurgled. "It's going in! Your cock is going in her asshole!"
"Oooo, I know!" Karen whimpered before her son could reply." Oh, how I know! Mmmmm… harder, darling! Oh, shove that sweet cock all the fucking way up my hot asshole!"
With a grunt, Brett fucked the full length of his cock up his mother's gripping ass. Sally was squealing as she stood on her knees near Karen's uplifted ass, watching with huge eyes. Her small hands now held the cheeks of Karen's ass, stretching them wide apart so she was able to see Brett's cock fuck in, stretching his mother's asshole.
"Fuck her, Brett!" Sally wailed. "I wanna see your cock fucking her in the ass! Come on, start fucking her!"
"Mmm, yes!" Karen agreed, twisting her uplifted ass with her son's cock buried deeply. "Fuck that hot asshole, honey! Ohhh, my asshole is so fucking hungry! Give it your sweet cock, Brett!"
As her son began to flick his cock back and forth, Karen sucked in hiss after hiss of ecstatic pleasure. She moved her ass about in a tight circle for him, feeling the hot little hands of Sally holding her ass cheeks. Then there was
an added delight-she felt Sally start licking about her ass with a wet, eager tongue. Then a hand closed about one of her dangling tits. The hand, of course, was Sally's, and Brett was now gripping her swinging hips with his hands as he fucked deep into her asshole.
The sensations flooding her body wiped the murmurs and excited words of Sally and her son from her ears. She let the ecstasy take over, her ass swaying, burning as her asshole clung to her son's cock. The fact that this was making Sally very excited fueled Karen's delight.
Her son's cock felt so very hard and long as he fucked into her fiery asshole. It seemed as if he could reach the very depths of her being, searing her nerve endings, making her tremble with more ecstasy than she had believed possible.
She could hear the kids making sounds but the words weren't at all clear to her. It didn't matter. They were lewd sounds, words oft excitement, of encouragement, and that was what counted.
Her cunt, as if jealous of her asshole, steamed like a flow of lava, her fuck juices seeping and smearing the insides of her soft, smooth thighs. Her clit felt as if it would burst any second, shattering her body.
The orgasm came over her quickly.
"Oh, I'm going to come!" Karen screamed. She clawed at the carpet with her hands, shaking her lifted ass wildly. "I'm coming! Oh, fuck me, fuck me! I'm coming… with my hot asshole, too!"
His mother's orgasm caused her asshole to tighten even more about his throbbing prick. Her asshole seemed to suck his cock deep into her body, milking with fiery tightness. She could hear Sally yelping. Her orgasm was so hot, it seemed her flesh was melting from her bones.
"Oh… oh!" Karen wailed, slamming her ass back hard onto her son's cock. "Ohhhh… ohhhh, fuck me! Oh, shit, that's good! So fucking good!"
She felt hands running about her body, feeling her tight tits, her churning stomach, the cheeks of her ass and the hairy wetness of her cunt. A scream came from Karen as she felt her son's cock swell, jerk, and then spurt that precious thick come juice into her boiling asshole. It seemed to Karen she could feel each spurt of his come juice as it splashed along the velvet-like walls of her asshole. She was sure she could feel the frothy come juice flooding her like a sudden enema. She ground her naked ass hard against the base of her son's
gushing cock, squealing in ecstasy.
Brett was in no hurry to pull his cock out of his mother's gripping asshole. Neither was she. He had told her before that he liked the feeling of his cock being held this way, and when her orgasm finally stopped, she began opening and closing her asshole about his prick, knowing the pleasure it gave him.
As her muscles weakened, she scooted forward on her stomach, the swell of her ass trembling. She continued to moan with lingering ecstasy, feeling the hands of her son and Sally rubbing about her flesh, squeezing her ass cheeks and caressing her trembling thighs.
"That was something!" Sally said when Karen was strong enough to sit up. "That was really something to see."
"You're gonna be next," Brett said, stroking one of his mother's tits.
"He's right." Karen grinned. "You don't think I'm going to put on shows all the time, do you? I sort of like to watch a fuck myself."
Sally laughed.
"You know I'm gonna be next," she agreed.
CHAPTER NINE
Karen stood next to the bath tub, dripping water from her shower.
Brett was there, standing over the toilet, and her eyes became glazed as she watched him pissing, heard the tinkle of piss striking the water in the bowl. Something about this excited Karen She shivered as she watched her son piss, seeing the stream flow. There was an unexpected tingle between her thighs, and Karen thought she was about to come.
She couldn't shift her eyes from his cock. There was something about watching him piss that sent rippling shivers of heat up and down her spine. She was hardly breathing, almost frozen by this absolutely unexpected pleasure. How could watching him piss excite her? That was unusual, maybe even a bit perverted, but Karen knew she was excited, and that was all there was to it.
As Brett finished, Karen could not resist reaching for his cock. She ran a fingertip over his piss hole, wiping away a drop still there. Then, she surprised herself and her son by bringing her finger to her lips and licking at it.
Realizing what she had done, Karen laughed nervously and quickly dried herself. With the towel wrapped about her hips, she swung her ass from the bathroom and went to her room to dress.
She hardly knew what she was doing. The image of her son pissing and what she had done with her finger burned inside her already erotic mind. She dropped the towel on the floor and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was sure that beast inside her lower stomach was roaring at her again, pacing and demanding. It had been still, silent for some time now, ever since she had started fucking her son. Now, it was there again, demanding
more and more erotic games.
She didn't try to fight that beast this time. She was giving it without a whimper. She had to give in. There would be no rest for her if she didn't. And Karen didn't want to suffer anymore, never again.