"Oooooo, yessss, all of it," Patty gurgled. She worked the thing clear to her womb. Still she couldn't take another inch of it. There was still enough for her to grasp, and she began pistoning it in and out of her cream-slick cuntal tube, fucking herself with it. Jim felt his cock give a lusty leap into total rigidity. It happened so fast, he almost yelped.
He heard Clint's harsh breathing and looked over to see that Teddi had worked the kid's cock into stiffness. She was squirming as she pumped his meat and Jim knew what that was all about. So many times they'd been somewhere in public and Teddi had squirmed with lust, dying for the moment they could be alone together and fuck each other's brains out. He ginned as he recalled some of those times.
He knew now that he'd been a fool to leave this woman without enough sex. Teddi was a very hot-blooded female. She loved him, he knew, but that finally wasn't enough. She had to get some relief for her aching lust, and she'd turned to somebody who could give it to her-
their own son. Jim couldn't condemn her for that because in a way he'd driven her to it.
Now he just had to hope he could win her back. Her mind was totally on Clint right now and for good reason. She was horny out of her mind and desperately needed to be fucked. Jim watched her skin out of her jeans and panties, then assume the doggy position, aiming her shapely ass at her son. Clint gave a snarl of lust and knelt behind her, She sobbed with relief as he crammed his iron-hard cock into her hungry cunt.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, baby, fuck the living shit out of me," she moaned, clawing the grass.
Jim's cock lurched violently in his fist. He ached to race over there, shove Clint aside, and cram his stiff cock into his wife's sizzling pussy hole. At the same time, he wanted to crash through the bedroom window, toss that damned zucchini aside, and fuck the brains out of Patty. It was maddening that all he could do was crouch there and jack off.
"Ohhhhh, fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee," Patty was wailing as she pistoned the thick zucchini in her cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, fuck me, baby, don't stop," Teddi whimpered as Clint hammered his rigid cock inside her.
Determinedly and grimly, Jim stuffed his painfully engorged prick back into his pants. He
wasn't going to jack off like a guilty kid. He was going to fuck his wife. He only had to wait till they got home and then he could cram his cock where it belonged, into a steaming wet cunt instead of his dry fist.
But it wasn't easy watching the rest of that scene without jacking off. Patty suddenly brought herself off with the zucchini, this time muffling her cries so as not to alarm her folks. She rolled around on the bed whimpering and gurgling as she came. A few seconds later, Teddi gave a muffled groan of ecstasy and began to come, her hot cream boiling out around Clint's jack-hammering cock. He felt the molten flood and spurted his load into her womb.
"Ohhhh, baby, shit, it's good!" Teddi whimpered.
"Awwwww, fuck, awwwww!" Clint groaned.
Jim slipped quietly away and jogged back to the house, wanting to be there before his wife and son arrived. Meanwhile Teddi and Clint took their time, strolling homeward through the alleys hand in hand. Teddi had a deliciously satisfied feeling in her cunt, but she suspected she'd be horny again by the time they got back to the house.
No problem there. Clint would adore fucking her again, and Jim wasn't due home for nearly another week.
CHAPTER EIGHT
As Teddi and Clint climbed the stairs on their way to their bedrooms, he pulled her into a hot embrace and kissed her, running his tongue into her mouth. She responded eagerly, rubbing her mound against his crotch. She found that his cock was already swollen and ready.
"How about one more time before bed, Mom?" he leered as they broke the kiss.
"Mmmmmm, that'd be nice, honey," Teddi grinned. "Let's go to my room."
Jim, who was listening from the master bedroom, hardly had time to duck into the big walk-in closet. He was cussing as he shut the door all but a crack. His wife and son were even hornier than he'd imagined. They'd gotten it on twice while watching Patty and he'd assumed they'd go to bed after that, but to his astonishment, they were still horny!
His plan had been to wait naked in bed for Teddi, but that would have to be changed. Watching from the closet, he saw them enter the room and quickly strip. It was the first time in over a week that he'd seen his wife naked and as usual he found himself greatly aroused by her petite curvy body.
But that body was going to be enjoyed by his son, not him. He was beginning to feel just a
little teed off by Clint. He could understand that the kid was horny. When he was that age, he'd had a perpetual hard-on, too. But why in hell couldn't Clint fuck somebody his own age instead of hogging Teddi?
Of course Jim knew the answer. It was his own damned fault that his lusty wife had been driven into the arms of their son. But it was hard to be patient as he watched them preparing to get it on for the third time that night while he waited with an aching cock. A man could only take so much. Sooner or later Jim was going to have to confront this new development..
Clint made a dash for the bed and stretched out on his back, his handsome cock absolutely rigid and drooling thick rivers of cream. Teddi eyed it and hurried over to the bed, her face flushed and eager. She climbed on and straddled her son, her knees hugging his hips and her juicy cuntal opening poised right above the fat purple head of his cock.
Clint held her by her tiny firm waist and socked the engorged tip of his cock into her, penetrating her about an inch.
"Ohhhhhhh, yes, honey," she gurgled, "stick it in me. I can never get enough of that big hard cock."
Jim wanted to pound his head right through the door, he felt so frustrated and pissed off with himself Teddi had been letting him know
for so time that she wanted more loving but he'd let the situation get worse and worse, till finally she had no recourse but to take a lover, a lover who just happened to be their son. Now she was hooked on Clint's loving and Jim wondered if she'd even want her husband back.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, unnnhhhhh," she moaned as Clint worked his rock-hard cock into her.
Jim's cock throbbed and drooled as he watched. Clint was grinning like a maniac, and no wonder. It had to be a real ego trip for him to be sticking his cock into the cunt of a lovely older woman and making her moan with ecstasy. He took his time about it, prolonging and savoring his entry, feeling her velvety wet cuntal tube envelope his prick.
"There," he breathed at last, "you got it all now, Mom."
"I feel it, baby," she whimpered. "I love it."
She wasn't kidding. Jim hadn't seen her so turned on in a long time. Her face was flushed and contorted with lust and thick rivers of cream were overflowing her cunt and gushing down her thighs. Clint began to jerk his cock inside her and she threw back her head and wailed with pleasure. She loved his fucking and wasn't bothering to hide it.
Jim knew better than anybody how fantastically snug and hot and juicy it was inside her pussy. In fact he knew that up to now he was
the only man who'd fucked her. It might have gone on that way for the rest of their marriage if he'd only listened to her distress signals, but now he'd have to share her with his son. If, that is, she even let him share her.
"Fuck it to me, Clint, fuck hard," Teddi was moaning, "fuck me till I can't take any more. Ohhhhhh, honey, I need it so bad."
Jim nodded in sympathy. He could understand how starved she was for decent sex because he felt that way himself. He'd come home tonight to present a solution to their problem, but it looked as if he was too late. Teddi had already found her solution in their son's stiff and ever-ready cock. It was pistoning hard in her cunt, and she was wailing with delight and creaming all over it. Each deep thrust brought another howl of pleasure.