Mom's hot lesson - erotic stories, sex tales



The overwhelming problems some people face in the course of their lives can frequently lead them to commit acts which they would never consider under usual circumstances.

There is the employee who, laid off from his job, stoops to theft in order to feed his family. The witness who perjures himself in order to save a friend; the football player who, under pressure to execute extremely difficult plays, takes drugs in the hope they will help improve his performance.

Doris Chandler is a desperate woman, for her problem -- an inability to achieve sexual fulfillment -- leads her to pursue a course considered by many as shameful and depraved.

Her story is that of a young wife shattered by life's realities -- an unfulfilled marriage that ends in divorce and opens the door to, perhaps, shame and degradation.

MOM'S HOT LESSON -- a novel about a society which too often ignores a person's cry for help.



CHAPTER ONE

She stood in the doorway viewing the disaster before her. The bedroom looked like the aftermath of an earthquake. But it was the result of a calamity -- a two -- legged calamity named Pete, her son. Doris shook her head slowly and drawing a deep breath, stepped into the room and waded through the strewn possessions, picking up something here and something there.

She put a book in the bookcase and a bottle on a shelf. The stack of folded clothes and she had laundered and left in the room the day before was right where she had left them. She shrugged and picked up the stack and began putting clothes in drawers. As she tried to straighten up his underwear so she could put the freshly laundered items in the drawer, she noticed something -- a brown paper bag was pushed completely to the back. She hesitated for a minute, not wanting to invade her son's privacy, but her curiosity got the better of her. She pulled the bag out and looked into it. It was a stack of magazines, none of which looked familiar.

She carried them to the bed and dumped them onto the rumpled sheets. The sight hit her in the pit of the stomach. There were several magazines with different titles and covers but all obviously sex magazines. There were also a couple of novels with lurid titles and drawings on the covers.

Doris stood looking down at the pile of filth, her stomach churning. Her baby was reading such filth! She was shocked and repulsed by the pile of horrible books. She had to force herself to pick them up and drop them back in the bag. As she picked the last one up, a magazine, it fell open to a full page photograph. She inhaled sharply. A woman knelt before a man and had over half of his cock in her mouth. Doris closed the offensive book quickly.

She would have to confront Pete with this and find out where he had gotten such things and make him get rid of them. She was facing another one of those times that made it difficult to bring up a son without the benefit of a father. That son-of-a-bitch! she thought as she flashed a picture of her ex-husband across her mind. She had to push the hostile thoughts out of her mind. Thoughts of how he had disgraced her and betrayed her, running around with other women. She shivered with the intensity of the emotion that surged through her.

She sat down on the boy's bed and tried to think. She had to stop this perversion before it took hold and he became just like his father. A picture flashed into her mind. The photograph in the magazine. She began to tremble and she wasn't sure what was causing it. Then she was aware of a dampness between her thighs and she was even less sure.

Her face felt hot and under her gown and robe, she felt her nipples harden and become sensitive. She shifted positions and looked at the paper bag. Suddenly, she was at war with herself. She wanted to reach for the bag and take the magazine back out. A part of her mind rebelled. She felt as if she could no longer control her body. A tiny moan escaped her lips.

She had to see what she was fighting, she decided. She opened the bag and pulled the slick magazine out. She stared at the woman's open pussy on the cover. A cock hovered inches from it. Her thighs trembled and she felt a strange twitch deep inside her belly. Her mouth was dry and she found that she was staring at the long hard cock.

She picked up the bag and took it and the magazine into her bedroom. She didn't want Pete to accidentally find her reading that trash. She dropped onto her bed and leaned against the pillows, the magazine in her lap. She opened the pages and looked at the photographs. Each one was of some sort of sexual activity. With each page she felt the strange heat rising higher and hotter in her crotch. She crossed and uncrossed her legs nervously.

What few words were printed in the magazine were nearly all four-letter. Her eyes skimmed very quickly over the stream of fuck, cock, suck, cunt and shit.

Three years without sex began to take its toll on her. She felt the throb between the fleshy lips of her pussy. The dew seeped, from it, wetting the lips and hair and making her thighs slippery. She flipped a page and a full page of cunt stared at her, the woman's fingers rubbing the little love button. Doris felt something akin to a small electric shock run through her own clit. Her thighs eased apart and her hand dropped to her lap, making a valley in her gown.

Her fingers pushed the soft cloth down against the folds of her cunt and she scraped her fingernails over it. A shiver ran through her. Her breath rasped through her nostrils and she jerked under her touch. Her pussy felt as if it would burst into flame momentarily. She stared at the picture of the glistening pussy and the long slim fingers and licked her dry lips. Her hand hurriedly tugged at the short gown, bunching it around her hips, exposing the curly hair of her pussy. The fleshy lips peeked from beneath the dark strands. Her finger dipped immediately into the slit, before she could change her mind. The little bump of her clit stood up like a tiny cock, awaiting her touch. She caressed it and a groan escaped from her throat.

She flipped the page and found a cock half-buried in the shiny pussy. Her pussy spasmed and her finger stroked harder at her love button. She gazed at the photograph through mere slits of eyes, her mouth open. She could hear herself gasping. Her hips began to jerk upward to meet the strokes of her finger.

She looked at the cock, hard and dark, and wished that it was buried in her own pussy. She tried to imagine it in her cunt. The fullness in her cunt, the slapping flesh, the pounding rhythm. Her cunt pulsed and she groaned again. The pressure was building to a peak, deep inside. Her finger flew over her throbbing clit. Her pussy clenched and relaxed. Her hand worked faster and deeper into her lust she went.

The magazine slid off her lap. Her hips bucked and bounced on the bed. Her eyes were clamped shut and her breathing was ragged. Juices drenched her fingers, running down her ass.

"AH! AH! AH! AAAAHHH!" she cried. The balloon burst inside her and her body arched and locked. She shook from head to toe as wave after wave of pleasure raged through her straining body. Colors burst behind her tight eyelids and a roar filled her ears. She shook and thrashed, her thighs clamping around her hand.

With a low wail, she jerked her head to one side and collapsed on the bed.

Her eyes opened finally and she looked around to get her bearings. Everything was foggy and she was still fighting for breath. Her body shivered as the last throes of her climax ran through her. Her hand slid wetly from between her thighs and she looked at it. It glistened with her juices. A little smile of satisfaction crossed her lips.

Doris eased herself off the bed. Picking up the paper bag and dropping the magazine back into it, she walked shakily back to Pete's room and placed the package in the drawer. She was making plans to spy on him and see just what he did with those books. All in the name of motherly concern, she had told herself.

Once in the hall, she decided that she needed a shower. She stepped into the small room and stripped off her gown. A moment's pause before the mirror reassured her that her body was in pretty good shape. She smiled at the dark circles of her nipples, still erect with passion. Her belly was just slightly rounded and her hips were full and firm. The dark triangle of cunt-hair was damp and matted.

The hot spray stung her as she stepped under it. She closed her eyes and let the water massage her still-trembling flesh. Warm rivers of it ran over her nipples and down her belly. She cupped her hand under it, directing it into the crevice of her pussy. The warm water flowed over her clit and she felt the lust rise within her again. She fought it, weakly, concerned about the sudden new appetite she seemed to have developed. Her fingers curled up to the itching button and touched it. She shivered and jerked her hips forward, her thighs opening. The hot spray beat on the tender clit and sent shock waves of pleasure running through her.

Her fingers flicked across her clit, urging it to an even more sensitive state. Another finger probed the warm hole, slipping into it, caressing the soft walls. Her cunt spasmed in pleasure and clamped at her finger. She drove the slim finger to the knuckle in the pulsing cunt and rubbed viciously at her love button. Her hip jerked and her ass flexed. Closer and closer she came. Deeper and harder plunged one finger, the other coaxing more and more sensations from her clit.

"EEEEIIH!" she wailed over the hiss of the shower. "AH! All! AH!" she grunted with each spasm of pleasure.

Her cunt clamped like a vise around her finger, seeming to milk it. She felt her muscles cramp and tremble with her climax.

Gasping, she leaned against the shower wall and let her balance come back. Her breathing evened out and the soft glow of pleasure suffused her body.

She finished her shower, avoiding any more contact with the sensitive flesh of her cunt. She stepped out and dried her glowing skin and stepped into the hall, her towel over her shoulder. She ran right into Pete. We starred away and his eyes widened at her nakedness.

"Uh -- excuse me, Mom," he stammered and started past her to his room.

She looked after him, curiously. He had seen her naked, before. Of course it had been sometime ago. Then she thought of the books. Her face lit up with comprehension. She continued to her room and thought about her son as she slipped into a pair of shorts and a halter-top. She looked in the mirror. She liked the effect. Her tits were just large enough and the nipples didn't stick out too much. They were just little bumps on the front of the halter.

The shorts were short. Maybe a little too short by some people's standards, but she didn't care. They fit snug, molding her hips and ass and with slight indentation in the crotch where they pressed into her pussy. She hadn't worn those shorts in years. Not since her ex-husband had bought them for her. They had always seemed too brief and too tight. For some reason they seemed just right, now.

She stepped into the hall and knocked at Pete's door. She heard a rustle and a drawer bumped. "Yeah," he called.

"Can I come in?"

"Come on in." His voice seemed tense. She pushed the door open and found him sitting on the side of the bed.

"Pete, this room is a disaster. Would you please clean it up," she said. He looked up at her. His face looked sad and confused.

"What's wrong, dear?" she asked.

"Nothing. Just a little down, I guess," he replied, looking away.

"Want to talk about it?"

"No. It'll be all right."

"Would you like some lunch?" she asked, putting her hand on his shoulder. He stiffened slightly.

"Yeah, sounds good." His eyes were still turned from her.

"Get some of this mess up while I make us a sandwich, would you?"

"Okay, Mom," he replied, looking back at her, trying to smile. His eyes strayed over her body, pausing at the halter and the crotch of her shorts. He looked away, again.

Doris glanced down at his lap and she was sure that she could see a bulge in his jeans. She looked again, closer. She was sure.

"Cheer up. It'll be better," she soothed, touching his cheek and leaving him sitting there.

The afternoon went like a snail. Doris watched the clock and Pete, when he was nearby. He stayed out of sight most of the time. She tried several times to start a conversation with him and failed each time.

After dinner that night, he sat through one TV show with her and then rose.

"I'm going to hit the sack," he mumbled to her. "Pete! Are you sick?" she asked, a little alarmed.

"No. Why?"

"You have moped around all day, hardly talking. You act sick."

Seeing the look of concern on her face, he smiled at her.

"I'm all right, Mom."

"It's just so unlike you to be so down. I'm worried."

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll be all right." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Doris felt a tremor run through her as his lips touched her skin. He straightened up and left the room. She stared after him.

She sat there, trying to pass the time with the TV but it was still dragging. After thirty minutes or so, she went down the hall and made a visit to the bathroom. As she came out, she stopped at Pete's dosed door. She could hear muted sounds but couldn't identify them. She gently tried the knob. Locked. That confirmed her suspicions. She turned to her room and opened a drawer and took out a small screwdriver. Going back to Pete's door, she inserted it in the slot in the center of the knob and, holding her breath, she turned it slowly, feeling the click. Turning the knob very slowly, she pushed the door open just a crack.

In the semi-darkness she could see Pete sitting in the middle of his bed. His young body was naked. She sucked in her breath at the sight.

One of the magazines was spread before him on the bed. His eyes and attention were fixed on the open pages. His hand grasped his cock, stroking slowly. Doris saw the dark head moving with the motion of his hand and her knees went weak and she bit her lip. Her cunt pulsed, her clit trembled. She leaned on the door facing and watched him.

His hand worked over the length of his throbbing shaft, picking up speed gradually. His hips were moving slightly. His lips moved as if he were reading. She watched his hand then his mouth. He wasn't reading. He was repeating something over and over. She couldn't hear the word or words, just the muffled sound of a whisper.

His hand was pounding faster and harder now. Doris felt her cunt ooze moisture. She trembled and bit her lip. She was getting caught up in his lust. She licked her lips as she looked at his cock. Delicious was the word that popped into her mind. She realized then that the lust she was feeling wasn't a pick-up on his. It was her own. She wanted that cock in her hand, in her mouth, in her cunt!

He was repeating the phrase, louder now, as he came closer to coming. She listened more intently. She almost gasped when she finally heard it.

"Oh, Mom. Mom! Oh, MOM!" he rasped.

He was thinking of her! She almost collapsed right there. Mixed feelings surged up inside her. She felt the urge to plunge into the room and bury his throbbing cock in her cunt. Just as strong was the inhibition that this was her son. She was in turmoil.

He groaned long and low and his body froze. His head went back and his mouth gaped open, his eyes shut. His body shook and then the first thick stream of his cum spurted from his cock.

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UUUHHH!" he groaned as he came.

Stream after stream of the white fluid geysered from his cock. He thrashed and bounced as his climax ran through him. Doris watched, fascinated with his climax. Forgotten was the taboo and gone was her turmoil. Doris watched and felt her pussy spasm again and again. She realized that she was about to come! She hadn't even touched her pussy! She was coming and it was totally brought on by watching Pete jerk off. She gritted her teeth to keep from making a sound.

Her climax raced through her trembling body, shaking her from head to toe. The pleasure absorbed her mind and controlled her body. Her eyes never left Pete's cock as he came. She saw the final spurt and then the boy collapsed backwards onto the bed. She almost collapsed, too.

Doris pulled the door shut quietly and staggered to the bathroom. She dropped her shorts and panties. The crotch of her panties was damp with her juices. The lips of her cunt rubbed wetly against each other. She tossed the halter aside and stepped into the shower.

That night Doris slept the soundest she had slept in several years. Her passion had been well satiated that day. The first time in that many years.

CHAPTER TWO

Doris opened her eyes slowly. She stretched to loosen her muscles and clear her mind. She kicked off the sheet and looked down at her naked body. The dark bush at the juncture of her thighs reminded her of the events of the night before. The now familiar, faint twinge of lust tweaked at her pussy and her mind as she thought of the sight of Pete stroking his swollen cock.

Another twinge streaked through her. She was his mother and her thoughts were not only taboo, but dangerous. She tried to push her lust aside but it kept creeping back into her mind. The dark, bulbous head of Pete's cock flashed into the middle of her qualms and thoughts of taboos. The expression she had seen on his face, when the thick streams of cum burst from it, returned to haunt her.

She swung her feet to the floor and looked up to see her face in the dresser minor. Her eyes gazed sleepily back at her. She paused to listen. The house was silent. Pete was either asleep or up and out. He couldn't be quiet and awake at the same time, she had long ago decided.

She glanced back into the minor and smiled at herself in an effort to break her chain of thought. Her eyes dropped to the reflection of her nipples. The areolas were dark pink and smooth, their expanse broken only by the stiff knob in the center of each. She recalled the months that she had nursed Pete when he was a baby. She kept envisioning him now licking and sucking at her nipples, causing them to tinge.

The lips of her pussy, hidden in the curly hair, were getting damp with her juices as she felt herself getting turned on again. In vain she shook her body and tried to shake her mind at the same time. Her hands rested on the bed on either side of her hips. She clutched at the bed clothes, trying to keep them there. Her pussy began to throb and her little love button itched faintly.

Her fingers stroked, slowly, unconsciously over her thighs. Her legs opened wider, exposing the total split of her cunt. Her fingers dropped down the inside of her thighs and slid up to the fleshy lips. She parted the folds and dipped a finger into her cunt. The damp slit was hot and pulsing. Her breath wheezed through her nostrils. Deep in her chest, a low, quiet groan boiled up and escaped her mouth.

Searing heat surged up in her crotch and seeped through her straining body. She scooted her hips forward to the edge of the bed and leaned back a little. Her pussy was totally exposed and she stared at the reflection of it and the fingers stroking slowly through the wet flesh and found that it was almost as if she were watching someone else.

Her finger probed the entrance to her hot, wet hole and eased into it slowly. An image of a cock flashed into her mind and she fantasized that her finger was a cock. She pushed it deep into the soft hole, letting her eyes close and her mind conjure up pictures of the rod of flesh and the slow strokes it would make into her cunt. She began to move her hips back and forth against her thrusting finger. She imagined a man hovering over her, his hips thrusting his hard cock into her. She moaned and jerked her hips harder, as if to bury the imaginary cock deeper in her pussy.

She froze for a split second. It was Pete! She imagined Pete was fucking her. Her ass bounced on the bed and her finger drove deep into her spasming cunt. Her mouth was open and her eyes clenched tightly closed. She envisioned the boy's face and for the moments that followed, her cunt felt his cock. She was totally lost in her lust. Her body thrashed with the building pleasure. Her cunt clutched at her finger, as it would have clutched his cock, and she felt the first trembles of her climax as they rose from her pussy and coursed up her body. Every fiber seemed to shiver. Her finger was jammed deep into her convulsing hole. She ground her teeth together against the intense pleasure.

A gurgling groan escaped her throat and she jerked with the waves of pleasure that shook her body. Her head fell back and she gasped for air. Her body shook in the final throes of her climax and her pussy seeped its warm juices onto her fingers and hand.

Her body dropped back onto the bed and she lay gasping for breath. Her finger slid out of her still-trembling cunt and raked her curly pubic hair, now glistening with her pussy juices.

Slowly, her senses returned to near normal. Her skin was damp with a light film of perspiration. Her mouth dry and hot. Her pussy twitched with each beat of her pulse. She pushed herself to her elbows and then to her hands.

Doris rose to her feet and walked shakily to the bathroom. She turned the water on in the shower and adjusted it before stepping under it. Just as she started to step in, her eyes fell on a pair of Pete's shorts in the corner. The same twinge stirred in her pussy and she was suddenly hungry. Hungry for his cock. She half-moaned, half-sighed. Closing the shower door behind her, she let the hot water pelt her body and abandoned her thought to her sex desires and she knew that she had to have Pete's cock. Jerking off satisfied her momentarily, but the mere sight of his shorts had turned her on all over again. Her mind had immediately conjured up a picture of the cock that the garment had cradled.

Doris dried herself and stepped into the hall. The door to Pete's room was open just a crack. He was still in bed she decided. It would have been open, if he was up and gone. She stepped to it and paused, her head tilted, listening. She could hear his regular breathing, meaning he was asleep. She wrapped the towel around her and pushed the door gently. Pete lay on his back, his naked body uncovered except for one leg. Doris sucked her breath in sharply. His cock was half-hard and moving slightly with his breathing.

Her knees went weak and she licked her lips at the sight of the column of flesh. She padded across the floor to the bed and sat down gently. Her eyes stayed fixed on his cock for several seconds. She rested her hand on his thigh, inches from the bobbing rod.

"Pete," she said softly. His eyes flickered and he looked at her for a second then realized that he was naked and exposed. His eyes popped open wide.

"Whaaa..." he gasped.

"Good morning," she said. "I looked in and it seems that you have a problem." She tried to sound light and teasing as she motioned to his rising cock.

"Uh, no! Not really." He reached for the sheet. She stopped him and held his hands.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's natural." Her voice was getting hoarse. His resistance subsided for a moment.

"Does it happen often?" she asked.

"Just sometimes. It goes away." His voice was almost a whisper.

"It does hurt, does it?"

"Not really. Just uncomfortable," he replied.

"Is there something that I can do to make it feel better?" Her towel was beginning to slip and she felt one of her nipples pop free of the cloth, then her entire tit. She didn't move to cover it.

Pete froze at her question. Her exposed tit captured his attention. She looked at him and waited.

Her fingers were stroking his hard young thigh. The soft hairs tickled her palm. She glanced down at his cock and discovered that it had risen to full size and stood straight and hard, the head dark and shiny. Her mouth watered and her pussy burned.

She had to fight to keep from diving for it and swallowing it.

She moved her arm and her towel dropped away and fell to the bed. She saw his eyes drop to her crotch and stare at the mass of dark, curly hair. Her fingers were edging closer to his cock. She could feel the blood pounding just beneath his skin. Her fingertips brushed the light soft hairs around the base of his throbbing cock.

"Let me soothe it for you," she whispered. His body was rigid, but when her fingers touched the side of the shaft, he gasped. His hips lifted slightly and he jerked.

"Does this feel good?" she asked as her fingers curled around the hard flesh and squeezed.

"Ummm," he moaned. His eyes closed and he relaxed a little under her touch.

His cock was so hot that it seemed to burn her palm. She slipped her hand up the shaft and caressed the satin skin of the head. It pulsed under her fingers. Her pussy was seeping dew onto the lips and hair. Her clit was throbbing. Her ears buzzed and her pulse pounded. Her mouth watered with anticipation of the taste of the adolescent cock.

Doris stroked slowly up and down over the shaft of the boy's cock, watching his face for his reaction to her caresses. Her free hand dropped to her lap and dipped into the hot wet lips of her cunt. She found her love button and teased the tiny cocklike bud with her fingertip.

Pete's ass was lifting with each stroke of her hand and he was gasping with lust. She moved her fingers a little faster, trying to find the pace that would send him over the brink into a climax.

"Feel good?" she mumbled. He nodded without opening his eyes.

Her hand tugged and pulled faster at his throbbing cock. His ass bounced on the bed, following his hand. Her other fingers flicked at her love button, pacing her strokes over his cock.

"UH! UH!" he grunted.

"Is it coming?"

"YES! SOON!" he hissed.

Her hand became a blur as she stroked with a fury. His ass jerked and bounced. His hands clutched at the bed clothes.

"All! AH! UUUHHHGGGNNN!" the boy groaned.

His back arched, lifting his hips. Doris felt the sudden swelling of his cock and the violent throb. His cum spewed from the slit in the dark head. His body was shaking and his muscles were rigid as steel.

Doris watched gusher after gusher of his thick, white cum as it burst from his jerking cock. Her fingers ripped at the soft tender lips of her cunt. Her love button tingled under the kneading of her fingertips. Her own climax slammed through her. She gritted her teeth and clamped her thighs around her hand as her pussy convulsed and clenched. Through the slits of her eyelids she watched the final spurt of Pete's cum as it shot from his straining rod and boiled hot over her hand.

She controlled the almost overpowering urge to lap at the hot juices. Her climax was pushing her almost beyond the point of control and she would come soon.

She shuddered through the final throes of her orgasm and let her body relax, her breath a series of gasps. She glanced at her son's face and his eyes were open and looking at her. He was staring at her hand between her legs.

"Did you do it, too?" he asked.

"Ummm."

Her hand slid slowly from his still-pulsing cock and the other pulled out from between her thighs. Both were wet and shiny with juices. She wiped them.

"Feel better?" she finally asked.

"Yeah," Pete whispered, his eyes turning from her in sudden embarrassment.

"So do I. I'm gad I could help you," she said softly. Doris leaned closer and kissed his lips, pausing for a moment to let him feel the strange, new sensations of her mouth. She pulled back and looked at him.

"You're not sorry, are you?" she asked. "No. Not really. Just confused, I guess."

"About what?"

"Everything. Sex and you and me. Just everything," he replied, looking away again.

"Don't let it worry you. What you and I do is all right for us. No matter what anyone else might say. You are a part of my body and therefore a part of me and nothing can be wrong. Are you worried about what other people might think?"

"That's part of it."

"What they think is their problem. What we don't tell them then they can't think about it, can they?" She was watching his reaction closely.

"No. I guess they can't."

"So we don't tell them," she added. She patted his hand and smiled at him.

"Now, what?" he asked, looking at her strangely.

"We just go on living." She felt her stomach lurch. She knew what he was asking and she wasn't ready to answer that question, not even to herself.

"Now, I'm going to go make your breakfast and we'll have a nice day. Won't we?"

"Okay." His reply was a little less than enthusiastic.

Doris smiled and rose. He watched her naked body as she left and headed for her room. She could sense the heat of his eyes on her back and [missing text].

CHAPTER THREE

The afternoon went slowly. Pete left the house after lunch and didn't return for hours. He had been silent most of the morning and Doris had been a little concerned about it. She finally decided that it was just the newness and maybe even the slight shock of discovering that his mother enjoyed sex.

As she moved about the kitchen, preparing dinner, she began to wonder where Pete was. He stayed out of the house, most of the time but she thought he had been gone longer than normal. Just as she was on the brink of worry, the back door opened and he came in.

"Hi!" she called from the sink.

"Hi. Dinner ready?"

"Almost. I wasn't sure that you were going to make it in time."

"Sorry, Mom. I got involved in talking to Mark and didn't notice the time."

"That's all right. Go wash up and I'll put it on the table."

She smiled at him. He seemed in better spirits than he had that morning. She wondered what the talk with Mark had been about.

Doris cleaned up the kitchen after dinner and then entered the living room. Pete was sprawled on the carpet, watching television.

"I'm going to take a shower," she said.

"Okay," he mumbled, engrossed in the program.

She shed her clothes and stood on the cool tile, looking down at her body. Her stomach quivered with anticipation as she went over her plan in her mind.

She stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash away a little of her nervousness.

Drying, she went into her bedroom and selected her sexiest nightgown. A sheer, black shorty with a plunging neckline. She slipped it over her head and looked in the mirror. It barely came below her pussy. Her dark triangle of hair was a distinct shadow behind the transparent material. Her nipples looked like black discs behind it. She combed her hair and touched up her face and dabbed a touch of perfume behind her ears and between her tits.

She stepped into the hall and paused. Her chest heaved as she inhaled deeply and then entered the living room. Pete looked up at her as she crossed the room and settled into a chair. His eyes widened and his lips parted. She knew that he could see the slit of her pussy as she walked. She crossed her legs, as she sat down and looked down at him.

"Is the program good?" she asked, her voice soft.

"Uh... uh, yeah or I mean no," he stammered. His eyes were glued to her body. She could almost feel them as they flicked over her. Her pussy pulsed and dampened between her thighs.

"Why don't you come up here and cuddle up with me and we'll watch it together or talk or whatever you want to do?" she suggested.

He looked at her for a long moment. She could almost see his mind working. She uncrossed her legs casually and watched his reaction. He glanced at her almost visible pussy and inhaled sharply.

"Come on up here," she said, sliding over in the large chair and patting the cushion.

He rose slowly and slipped into the snug opening. Doris felt the rough cloth of his cut-offs against the soft flesh of her thigh. She looped her arm around his shoulders and hugged him to her, his arm pressing into her breast.

"You seem in better spirits than you were this morning. You don't feel bad about what we did, do you?" she asked.

"No. I did at first but then I thought about it for awhile and I knew that you did it out of love and concern and that I loved you and it seemed different," he replied.

"You didn't talk to Mark about it did you?"

"Of course not!" he replied sharply. "We did talk about sex but only in a general way. No one specific."

"I was sure that you wouldn't, but you seemed so changed that I was curious what had brought it about." She pulled him closer and kissed his forehead.

"Mark said that he had done it once. He was telling me what it was like and it didn't sound any better than what you did this morning," Pete said. He rested his head on her shoulder, his eyes looking down at her nipples. He placed his hand on her leg.

Doris felt the juices begin to flow inside her and the heat stirred between her legs. She looked down at his hand and tried to think what if would feel like sliding up between her thighs and touching her slippery pussy. The heat became a fire. Her clit throbbed.

"Oh, it can be better," she replied, her voice thick with passion.

"I don't see how," he said, his hand stroking her leg. His slim fingers moved in small circles over the soft skin. Her cunt spasmed with each move of the boy's fingers.

"I guess I should have said good in a different way. Some things in sex might be better than others but not that I can tell."

"You were doing yourself while you did me, weren't you?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. Words were becoming difficult.

"Did it feel good?"

"Does it feel good when you jerk off?" she asked.

"Is that what you call it? Yeah, it feels good. How did you know that I jerked off?"

"I peeked."

"You saw me?" His eyes widened.

"Uh-huh. The other night when you were looking at that magazine."

"OW." He thought for a moment and then dropped his head back to her shoulder. His hand stroked her thigh again.

Doris was finding it harder and harder to restrain from grabbing his hand and plunging it into her pussy. Her cunt burned and her clit throbbed and itched almost unbearably.

"Mom?" His voice was a hoarse whisper.

"Can I do you? Like you did me."

Heat shot through her and she felt her body tremble.

"You mean bring me off with your hand?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"Do you want to?" she asked. Her pussy screamed at her for release and she held her breath waiting for his answer.

"Uh-huh." His hand had stopped and now was moving slowly up her leg. "You'll have to tell me how to do it."

A soft, deep groan slipped from her throat and her legs opened. The nightgown partially concealed her pussy. She pulled it up with her free hand. The dark curly hair came into his sight and he gasped. "Rub my legs like that," she instructed, "and move up closer to my... pussy with each stroke." The word had almost caught in her throat. He didn't react to it. She could feel his breath getting warmer as it caressed her tits through the sheer cloth.

His hand crept closer to her hairy slit. As it edged nearer and nearer, she opened her thighs. She was sure that he could see the wet, dark pink flesh of her pussy. His fingers were only an inch away and then he touched the fleshy lips. Doris gasped sharply and her thighs spread.

She dropped her hand down to his and guided his finger into the hot slippery hole. He plunged it into her to the knuckle, the fingertip stroking the soft walls of her cunt. Her hips jerked up to meet the thrusts and she held his hand against her burning crotch.

"Oh, yes! Right there!" she rasped.

His finger plunged in and out of her seething cunt, making little wet sounds as it moved. Her love tunnel clutched at his finger, squeezing and releasing.

"Does it feel good?" the boy whispered.

"Oh, yes!"

She pushed another finger into the hole and let her hand slid off his and up over her belly. She pushed the gown up with her hand as she moved it to her nipple. The erect brown knob slipped between her fingers and she rolled it and pinched it. The boy finger-fucked her cunt with the two fingers and watched her fingers on her nipple. His hot breath played over the bare mound of flesh, brushed her hand. Her hips were jerking up and down, meeting each thrust of his hand.

"Oh, it feels so good!" she groaned hoarsely.

Her hand at his head pulled it gently to her nipple. For a bewildered moment he hesitated, not quite sure what he was supposed to do.

"Put your mouth on it! Suck it!" she begged.

Doris felt the hot breath searing her throbbing nipple and then the wet mouth circled it. She gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure and pulled his head closer to her large tit. His mouth sucked clumsily at the brown flesh.

"YOUR TONGUE! USE YOUR TONGUE!" she cried.

The firm point of his tongue flicked across the rigid nipple and she jerked with the contact. He licked and sucked the nipple, her lust flowing from her and into him through her nipple and her molten cunt.

Her cunt was a boiling, convulsing pit around the boy's thrusting finger. Her mind was lost in the heat of her lust and the sensations that he was stirring in her. She could feel the pressure building deep inside her body. It would be only seconds before her orgasm overwhelmed her.

"UH! UH! UH!" she grunted. His hand was drenched with her pussy juices. His mouth sucked, his tongue flicking furiously. She arched her back, pushing her nipple deeper into his hot wet mouth and his fingers deeper into her clutching cunt.

"YES! YES! AAAIHEEE!" she cried.

Her muscles locked, her back arched, her hips lifted. Every fiber of her body began to tremble and waves of pleasure slammed through her body. For long seconds the whole world blanked out and there existed nothing but her climaxing body and her son's tongue and fingers.

She fell gasping back into the chair and lay panting. She pushed his mouth gently from her nipple. Her thighs were clamped around his hand and she held it there, letting his fingers feel the final convulsions of her cunt.

"Sooooo goooood!" she moaned.

Her eyes flickered open and he was looking at her with lust glazed eyes. She looked down at his lap and saw the throbbing, unmistakable bulge of his cock.

"Now you have a problem," she said, nodding to his lap.

"Yeah!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," she cooed.

She opened her thighs and released his hand. It slipped out glistening with her pussy juice. She looked at his face and smiled.

"Just sit still and I'll cure your problem," she assured him.

She slid down and out of the chair and unfastened his cut-offs. Her hand tugged them slowly over the narrow hips and down over his legs. His white shorts bulged and jerked. They slipped down next, the rubbery hard cock springing up.

"Mmmm," Doris hummed, seeing the dark head and the throbbing shaft.

Her fingers circled the waving rod and squeezed it gently. Her other hand cupped his hairless balls and squeezed lightly.

"I'm going to do something different," she whispered.

Pete's eyes widened in curiosity.

"Just sit back and relax and enjoy it," she added.

She raised herself to her knees and, holding his cock steady, dropped her mouth to within inches of the deep red head. Her breath wafted hot over it. Slowly it dawned on Pete what she had in mind. He had seen the pictures in the books and he suddenly knew what would happen. He groaned and a small shiver ran through his body.

Doris inched closer to the hard male flesh and breathed in the faint odor of his cock. Her mind spun and her pussy twitched. Her long pink tongue flicked out and touched the satiny skin. They both sighed in unison.

Her mouth watered with the first tantalizing taste of his hot dick. She licked again and again, each time driving her deeper into her lust and lifting him higher and higher. His body was rigid and his hips lifted to push his cock closer to the delicious wet mouth. Doris opened her lips and let the bullet shaped head slide slowly between them. The boy moaned and shook.

The hot cock slid deeper and deeper into her plunging mouth. Her nose touched his belly just as the satiny head bumped the back of her throat.

"Oh, Mom!" Pete groaned. His ass was lifted and his hands found her head and his fingers tangled in her hair.

Doris felt the ooze of her pussy juices wetting her thighs. Her cunt throbbed and burned as if jealous of her mouth. Her tongue squeezed the underside of his cock and caressed the sides of the throbbing shaft.

The pulsing rod slid slowly out of her mouth and she paused with her tongue probing at the tiny slit in the head. Then down and around the hot shaft she circled her tongue, her mouth milking at it. Her fingers stroked the swollen young balls, urging the pent-up cum nearer to release. Her mind and mouth became obsessed with the one final lust -- the squirting of his hot thick cum into her throat. She sucked and licked faster, her passion building to a frenzy. His passion was pacing hers. His hips thrust at her mouth, his fingers pulling at her head. She relaxed a little and let him fuck her mouth. Her tongue worked around the thrusting head and shaft.

"UH! UH! UH!" he grunted. His hips slammed upward and stopped. Doris felt the tremor in the shaft that preceded the first gusher. She moaned wound his cock and waited eagerly.

The juice burst hot into her mouth, filling it almost to overflowing. She swallowed quickly and urged the next spurt with her tongue. It came, almost scalding and just as abundant. She was swallowing furiously.

Pete was gurgling and groaning. His rigid body trembled and jerked. Her fingers squeezed his balls, bringing the final thick geyser from the slit in the head of his cock.

His body collapsed back into the chair, his breathing harsh. She suckled his cock gently, savoring the final drops of his cum and the tremors that ran through it.

It slid slowly from her lips and she looked up at her son. His eyes were closed and his lips parted to ease his breathing.

His eyes flicked open and he looked down at her. He smiled weakly, back at her.

"Good?" she asked.

"Fantastic!" he exclaimed.

"It was delicious!" she sighed.

His fingers touched her cheek and he looked at her for several seconds. She kissed his fingers and rose to her feet.

"It also made me very thirsty. Want a Coke?" she asked.

"Please."

Her pussy lips rubbed together wetly as she walked to the kitchen.

CHAPTER FOUR

For the next day or so, Pete seemed to avoid his mother. Doris wondered just what was going through his mind. She was a little worried. They had been close before this affair had developed. She felt that they should still be close, if not closer.

The boy sat through lunch, picking at his food.

He hadn't said anything during the meal. He pushed back from the table and started to rise.

"Pete," Doris said softly.

"Yet?" He glanced at her, then away. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He carried his dishes to the sink.

"Yes, there is. You've been pretty quiet for the last two days. Please tell me what's bothering you."

Pete turned and looked at her for several seconds. His face softened and he crossed to the table and sat back down. He rested his forearms on the table and looked down at the palms of his hands.

"I guess I'm a little confused about what we've been doing," he confessed. His voice was barely a whisper.

"Why?" Doris reached across and put her hand on his.

"It just doesn't seem right, somehow. You know the guys get a little carried away with their language and one of the dirtiest things for them to say is about a mother."

"And just because it's dirty to them, you feel dirty?" She watched his face as he looked up at her.

"No, but I sometimes wonder if it's right."

They sat for a few moments, looking into each other's eyes. She smiled and squeezed his hand.

"I understand how you feel. At first, I felt the same way. Maybe worse. But I thought it all out and it seems only natural and right."

"Yeah, I know what you mean, but..."

"Let me finish. The girls your own age are still a little young for sex and those that are doing it, are inexperienced and won't have the feelings for you that I do."

Pete sat very quiet and very still for several minutes. His eyes were fixed to the table top as his mind thrashed out her words and ideas. Finally, he looked up at her. His face was relaxed and he nodded.

"You're right. I guess I just have to get the hang-ups out of my system." He smiled.

"Now, anytime you have something on your mind, tell me about it. I go through hell when you mope around here and don't say anything. It was about to drive me nuts."

"From now on, I will," he assured her. "I've got to get out of here. I told Mark that I'd meet him at the theater at two and it's ten till. I'll have to run all the way to make it." He jumped up and kissed his mother's lips.

"Bye. Have a good time," she called after him.

"Bye. See you later," he called back.

The door closed behind him and Doris sat staring at it for a long time. She smiled to herself. Now that she had won him over, it was time to bring about the last step of the seduction. It had been torture, having his cock in her hand and in her mouth and not putting it in her pussy. Her cunt spasmed at the thought of his hard dick, burrowing into it. Tonight was the night.

After dinner, they sat on the sofa and wrestled playfully, laughing and tickling each other. Doris felt like a teenager again. Several times, his fingers had brushed or bumped her breasts through her blouse and she had felt the nipples go hard and hot. Her pussy was wet and warm.

"Hey! Time out!" she squealed. They both dropped back onto the sofa, panting. "I'm about ready for a shower. How about you?" she asked.

"Yeah. I feel a little sticky," he replied.

"I know! Let's take one together!" Doris suggested.

Pete looked at her for a moment. He grinned at her and decided that it was a dare.

"Okay!"

A tremor ran through Doris. Her pussy pulsed and her stomach churned with anticipation. Grinning back at him, she took his hand and rose, pulling him to his feet.

She led him down the hall and into the bathroom.

"I'll undress you and then you undress me," she said. Her voice was thick with passion and his face was fast becoming a mask of lust as he looked at her and let her words soak in.

Without waiting for an answer, Doris undressed him and stood back to admire his swelling cock.

Pete didn't hesitate to undress his mom and in moments they were stepping into the shower stall.

"Now, for the shower," Doris said, adjusting the water flow.

The water sprayed, steaming into the stall. Doris stepped under it and beckoned Pete to join her. Their bodies humped and rubbed wetly together.

"I'll lather you and after you rinse, you can lather me, okay?"

"Yeah," Pete grunted.

He stood still as she worked up a lather in the washcloth and a shiver ran down his spine when she touched it to his shoulder. She smiled at him through the steam and worked the soapy cloth over his shoulders and arms, returning to his chest.

She moved the cloth in circles over his chest and slowly down to his belly. His cock pulsed just inches away.

Doris worked slowly toward the pulsing shaft, savoring the eventual contact. She soaped his belly and then his thighs, avoiding his crotch and his cock. Her hand slipped between his thighs and moved in slippery, soapy circles up toward the sac that hung beneath his cock. She cupped the sac in the cloth and lathered the soft skin. Pete's body was trembling. Her fingers slid upward, wrapping the soapy cloth around his throbbing cock. She stroked the length of it slowly and sensuously.

Pete tilted his head back and his eyes closed. He trembled under her touch. His hips jerked with the intense sensations that her fingers were stirring up in his crotch. Just as he was catching the rhythm of her motion, Doris pulled her hand away from his hard cock.

"Now, turn around," she said hoarsely.

The boy turned his back to her and she re-lathered the wash cloth and applied it to his back. Her hand moved in circles over his hard back, dropping slowly toward his narrow, firm ass. The cheeks of his ass bounced under her brisk lathering. Her fingers pressed the cloth between the firm cheeks and soaped the crack. Her finger slipped back into the soapy crevice and probed gently at the puckered hole hidden there. Pete gasped at the teasing finger as it slipped into the ring of muscle.

Suddenly, her hands left him and then she turned him around and, stepping aside, she guided him under the spray of the shower. Rinsed, he turned to her and took the washcloth.

She stood still as he lathered the cloth. Her wet skin was shiny. His hand reached out, placing the cloth on her shoulder and rubbed the soap over it. She let her eyes close and savored the sensations of his strong young fingers as they lathered her shoulders. The cloth slipped down around her neck and across the tops of her breasts. Her nipples tingled under the caress.

The slippery cloth dropped down the side of her tit and Pete lifted the large hot mound. Doris heard a sigh slip from between her lips. The slippery cloth moved up and brushed her hard, throbbing nipple. A shock of sensation shot through her and she sucked her breath in with a hiss. She opened her eyes and found Pete looking at her through glazed eyes, a slight smile on his lips. She grasped his soapy hand and pressed it against her aching tit. His fingers squeezed, the tips pressing the cloth into her spongy flesh. She pushed his hand to the other mound. The rough, soapy cloth rasped across her sensitive nipple. The fingertips dug into her again.

The hand released its hold and slid slowly down to her belly. The soapy cloth rubbed the surface of it, dipping into her navel and then stroking across the edge of the wet matted bush of hair. She grabbed his hand again and guided it down between the pillars of her thighs. Pete pushed the cloth into the burning slit and Doris groaned as it touched her throbbing clit.

"Enough!" Doris moaned, pushing his hand away. She stepped under the shower and rinsed the lather from her feverish body. Turning the water off quickly, she stepped out onto the bath mat and began to dry herself.

Pete stepped out behind her, a look of confusion on his face. She handed him his towel and then finished drying her body. As he rubbed the towel over his skin, she turned to him.

"I'll be waiting," she whispered huskily. He watched her swaying ass as she left the bathroom.

Doris turned the sheet back on her bed and lowered herself onto it. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs slightly so that he could see the wet lips of her pussy when he walked into the room. It seemed like an hour before the boy stepped into the room. She saw his eyes widen as they fell on the dark pink inner flesh of her pussy. She lifted her hand to him and he took it. She pulled him onto the bed beside her.

"Now, slow and easy. We're going to share the most beautiful thing that we have," she whispered, cradling him in her arms. "Put your hand right there," she said, guiding his fingers to her crotch.

His hand slipped between her spread thighs and touched the hot wet lips of her cunt. Her hips lifted slightly and her legs opened. His fingers slipped between the fleshy lips and brushed her love button. She gasped and pressed his hand tightly against it with her own.

"Rub it, slowly," she instructed.

His fingers stroked at the hard little button, each stroke sending a shiver through her. He watched her reaction closely as he teased and massaged her clit. Her own fingers crept down across his belly and circled the throbbing shaft of his cock. The hard flesh was hot in her fingers.

"That's it! Play with my pussy!" she rasped in his ear.

His fingers strained at her slippery cunt, moving faster as she stroked his cock faster. His hips jerked to and fro under the tugging of her hand. His finger slipped down and plunged into the molten hot wetness of her cunt. His fingertip explored the soft folds of her cunt walls. Doris jerked and bounced as his finger probed into her. She was moaning and gurgling. Her hand tugged frantically at his throbbing cock.

"Put it in! Put your cock in my pussy!" she commanded.

Her hands all but lifted his body onto hers. His hips dropped between her full thighs and his cock bumped the slippery lips of her cunt. She drew her knees up, opening her thighs and reaching between them, guided his jerking cock into her. The bulbous head pushed into her hot hole and the boy grunted as the hot wetness surrounded his straining cock. Her fingers pulled at his hips, urging him deeper. Pete lowered his body, pushing his cock into the clenching cunt.

"OH, YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Doris cried. Pete gritted his teeth and plunged his cock into his mother. His balls slapped against her upturned ass. Doris strained, trying to get just a little more of him into her pulsing cunt.

"SO GOOD! SO FUCKING GOOD, BABY!"

Her voice was raspy and hoarse.

Her legs locked around the boy's ass and her hands tugged at his ass. He worked his cock in and out of her burning hole, his own body trembling with the passion that controlled it. He began to work faster under her urging legs and hands.

"FUCK, MOMMY! FUCK ME! AH! AH! AH!"

The woman shook and thrashed as her first climax burst in her crotch and flooded through her straining body. Her cunt clutched and squeezed at his plunging cock.

Pete's face became contorted as his climax built inside him.

"OH, YES, BABY, FILL MOMMY'S CUNT FULL! FILL ME FULL OF YOUR CUM!" Doris cried. With the first scalding spurt of cum, her cunt convulsed and she came, too.

"AH! AH! AH!"

"OH! OH! MOM! OH!" Pete moaned. His body stiffened and he trembled.

Gush after gush of his scalding thick cum flooded her pulsing cunt. The hot flood pushed her over the edge again and again until she was coming at a machine-gun pace. The boy collapsed onto her heaving breasts, panting for breath. She shivered through one last climax and then cuddled him to her. Her thighs cushioned his hips and her tits cushioned his face. For long minutes the only sound was the rasp of their breath.

"Thank you, baby," she whispered. "It was so good!"

"Thank you, Mom. It was fantastic!" he gasped a reply.

"You don't feel bad about it, do you?" she asked.

"Never! It was too good to believe!"

"For me, too!"

They lay in the dim light of the room, his cock still in her. Then he lifted himself from her warm body and rolled to the side, resting his head on her shoulder.

Doris lay for awhile, feeling the heat of his cum still inside her. She squeezed her legs together and let the sensation spread through her crotch. Pleasure waves still ebbed through her relaxed body from the many climaxes that had shook her. Her fingers stroked his shriveling, slippery cock as she floated on her sea of pleasure.

CHAPTER FIVE

Doris strained and opened her eyes. The light of morning filled her bedroom. She turned in the bed and smiled as her naked thigh touched Pete's hip. Her fingers crept under the sheet and came to rest on his hard ass. He was still asleep. She squeezed her thighs together on her damp pussy and shivered with warm pleasure as she relived the fucking he had given her the night before.

She rolled quietly and gently out of bed and padded to the bathroom. After she finished, she went, still naked to the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. She hummed to herself as she moved about the kitchen.

After breakfast, Pete stretched and smiled across the table at her. His eyes were scanning her nude body appreciatively.

"That was delicious," he said.

"So was last night."

"Uh-huh!" the boy agreed, grinning at her.

He carried his dishes to the sink and came back to her side and bent down to kiss her forehead. She turned her face up and pulled him down to her lips. Her tongue probed his young mouth hotly. Her other hand dropped to his flaccid cock and tugged gently at the satiny skin. It pulsed and stirred in her fingers.

"Now, for dessert," she whispered.

Her hand cradled his swelling cock as her lips left his mouth and her head dropped to his crotch. Her full warm lips touched the dark head of his cock and her tongue flicked out to lap at it, wetly. The boy hissed as he sucked his breath in. She licked the hot growing rod, her tongue leaving wet trails over the head and shaft.

"Mmmmm," she hummed as she savored the taste of his young cock.

She parted her lips and slid them around the head, the heat filling her mouth. Her tongue stroked the silky hot flesh. Her fingers cupped the tight sac of his balls, squeezing them gently. His cock throbbed in her mouth. It was swollen to its fullest and jerked softly in her mouth. She pushed her wet mouth down over the shaft and let the entire length of it sink into her throat. Her tongue caressed the underside of it and circled the hard cock.

His hips began to work slowly back and forth, fucking his cock in and out of her hot wet mouth. Little grunts escaped his lips with each thrust. Doris made soft wet sounds with her mouth as she sucked at his pulsing flesh.

"OH, MOM! SO GOOD!" the boy groaned.

Pete tangled his fingers in her long hair as he fucked her mouth. Doris closed her eyes and abandoned herself to her passions. Her mouth sucked greedily at the straining young cock. His grunts and groans drove her own passion higher and higher. His cock throbbed and jerked in the wet orifice of her mouth. Her fingers found her dripping pussy and stroked the molten flesh. Her clit throbbed under her fingers. She plunged two slim fingers in and out of her cunt, pacing them to the rhythm of her son's cock. Her slippery dew coated them and her inner thighs.

"UH! UH! OH, MOM! IT... IT'S COMING!" he groaned.

His hips jerked and her mouth clamped tightly around his spasming cock. She grabbed his ass and pulled his cock to the hilt in her mouth. The throbbing head bumped the back of her throat and with a groan he shot the first spurt of hot and thick cum against it. Doris swallowed quickly, her fingers tearing at her cunt, drawing her own climax to a peak. She shivered and gurgled round his cock as pleasure slammed through her naked body. His cock gushed again and again as he filled her mouth and throat with his hot thick cream.

"AAAAGGGHHH!" she heard him cry out. His body trembled against her lips and a final spurt of cum burst from him. Her mouth milked at his trembling cock, sucking the last few drops of his jizz.

Her mouth held his throbbing cock in its wet caress for several seconds until the last of the quaking throes of passion had passed. Her fingers were stirring her cunt gently, her own pleasure ebbing, slowly. His cock slid slowly from her lips and she smiled up at him. He looked down at her and smiled weakly.

"That was delicious!" Doris whispered. "I'll take that for breakfast, anytime!"

"Mmmmmm," he mumbled weakly.

Late afternoon found Pete and his friend Mark crossing Pete's back yard. The other boy was Pete's age, but stood an inch or two taller and had a couple of more pounds on him. Doris watched them through the kitchen window as they approached the house. She eyed Mark and tried to envision his naked body. She gazed at his crotch in the tight jeans.

The back door opened and the boys entered. Doris turned from the sink to look at them.

"Mom, Mark's folks are going out tonight and I wondered if it was all right for him to stay over?" Pete asked.

"Hi, Mark," she said to the boy. "Of course. I would love to have you."

"Hi, Mrs. Turner." The boy's large eyes were fixed on her as he spoke. She felt heat surge to her pussy. She felt as if he could see right through her thin cotton dress.

"We'll go over to his house and pick up his things and be back in a half an hour or so," Pete said.

"All right. Dinner will be ready in about an hour so don't be late," she replied.

The two boys went back out the door and Doris stood at the window and watched them lope across the back lawn. The dampness and warmth of her pussy made her squirm as she watched the two lean boys disappear. Her mind was working at a furious pace. She knew that she would have the boy before the night had passed. The thought sent a surge of heat and fresh dew to her pussy lips.

The two boys retired to Pete's room after dinner and Doris rushed to clean up as much as possible. As soon as the dishes were taken care of, she crept down the hall, her steps drowned out by the sound of the dishwasher. Pete's door was closed and she could hear muffled voices but couldn't make out the words over the noise.

She stood for long minutes, straining her ears, then had an idea. She crept back through the hall and slipped quietly out the back door. It was dark and warm outside. She walked around the back of the house and approached the window of Pete's room. It was just at her eye level. She peeked slowly around the side of it. The shade was up several inches.

The two boys sat on Pete's bed. The magazines that she had found in Pete's drawer were piled on his bed. One magazine was open on Pete's lap. Mark stared at it, his large dark eyes wide. His hand covered his lap and she could see that he was trying to shield the bulge in his crotch with his hand.

Doris' pussy twitched. She had shunned wearing panties when she had dressed and now she felt the trickle of a drop of pussy dew as it ran down her thigh. Her burning cunt screamed to be touched. She gritted her teeth and tore herself from the window. She wondered for a moment what her neighbors would have thought if they had seen her looking in the window. Fortunately there was no moon and it was quite dark in the back yard.

She returned to the kitchen quietly and made her way back down the hall. She paused at Pete's door and listened. She heard a muffled giggle.

"Pete!" she called through the door. She heard the rustle of paper and sudden silence. "I'm going to take a shower and then watch TV for awhile. If you boys need anything, just help yourself."

"Okay, Mom. Thanks," came Pete's strained reply.

The hot shower did little to soothe her itching pussy. Even when she turned on the cold water, it didn't help. She dried and crossed the hall, wrapped in her towel, wishing that Mark would see her. The door to Pete's room was still closed. She dropped the towel and slipped a sheer, long gown over her head. The matching robe was just as sheer and even the two together didn't hide anything very well. She looked in the minor at the effect and buttoned two of the buttons on the robe. It hid just enough. She went into the living room and flicked the television on and dropped into a chair.

Doris found herself shifting in the chair nervously, straining to hear some sound from the boys. Her pussy itched and throbbed. The lips were wet and hot. Just as she was giving up and about to go to bed, the door to Pete's room opened and she heard the boys coming down the hall. She quickly arranged herself to give them a good view of her body through the sheer gown and robe and then pretended interest in the television.

"We're going to get a Coke and then get our baths," Pete said as they entered the living room.

"Okay. Help yourself," she replied, turning to look at them.

Mark was staring at her. She could feel him scanning her full breasts and her crotch. Her nipples grew rigid under his gaze. Her pussy twitched. She smiled at him and he tore his eyes from her and followed Pete without a word. Doris had seen the distinct bulge of his cock in his jeans. She licked her lips.

The short time it took for the two baths to be completed seemed like an eternity to Doris. She fidgeted and squirmed. Finally, Pete came in wearing his pajamas and kissed her goodnight. She saw Mark standing at the hall entrance, wearing short pajamas. Her eyes dropped instantly to the slit opening in the front. She saw nothing but managed to imagine a great deal. He bit her goodnight and she responded. She turned off the TV and went to her room.

Doris lay for nearly an hour, tossing quietly in her bed. She listened to the sounds of the house and the last sounds of the boys as they settled down and finally became silent. Her belly churned with anticipation and her pussy itched insistently. She eased her feet off the bed and rose. In the semi-darkness the thin nightgown was like a faint fog around her body. She crept through the door and slowly placed her bare feet noiselessly on the floor, bringing herself to the open door of the bedroom where the boys were.

She paused before looking, in and took a deep breath. Her eyes peered around the door facing. Pete lay on the side away from the door, his back to her. Mark was facing her. In the faint light of the moon and the streetlights shining through the window she could see the boy's face pretty clearly. His eyes were open. She paused and then stepped into the doorway and stood. The only sounds were her own breathing and a faint gasp from the direction of the bed.

She stood, feet apart, arms at her sides, looking at the boy's face. She could see his eyes as they strained to see her. She lifted her hand and motioned to him, slowly. He raised his head and then turned to look at Pete's back. Doris motioned once more then stepped out of sight. She heard the bed creak as the boy tried to rise quietly. Her pussy burned in anticipation.

Mark's feet padded across the short distance to the door and as he stepped through it, he bumped into Doris. Her hands grasped his shoulders and she dropped her face to his and she felt him tremble as her full warm lips pressed to his. Her arms circled his slim body and pulled it against her hungry flesh. She stabbed her wet tongue into his mouth.

Her hands stroked the boy's hard back and down to his firm ass. She clutched his body to hers, feeling his breath quicken and the first growing firmness of his cock as it pressed against her.

Quietly panting, she pulled her mouth from his and took his hand in hers and led him into her bedroom and dosed the door behind them. The boy's eyes were wide with astonishment and wonder.

Doris turned and smiled at him. She could see the look of mixed fear and anxiety on his face. Her fingertips ran up over his bare arms and touched his face. Holding his head, she kissed him softly on the mouth. Her hands glided back down over his arms and she gasped his hands. She lifted them to her breasts and placed them on the hot firm mounds of flesh, pressing them against the sheer cloth of her gown. The boy sucked his breath in sharply and stared at her.

Still not breaking the silence, she pulled him to the bed and sat down on the edge, his hands still clutching clumsily at her breasts. She smiled up at his gaping face and let her fingers stroke his thighs. Her fingers hooked the waistband of his pajama bottoms and she tugged them to his ankles before he realized what had happened. His hard cock sprang out and jiggled. She looked down at the tasty rod of flesh and licked her lips.

Mark's fingers were still motionless on her nipples. She pressed her hand to one of his and squeezed it around the throbbing rigid button. The other hand stroked the inside of his thigh, moving closer and closer to his pulsing cock.

Mark began fingering her nipple. Doris sighed and looked up at his face with a smile. Her eyes dropped back to his crotch. Her fingers brushed against the tight sac at the base of his cock.

Mark gasped and his hips jerked involuntarily as Doris cupped his hairless balls gently and stroked them. His cock pulsed and jerked. Her hand slid up to it and circled the bobbing head. Her nails scraped at the satiny skin and stroked the length of his shaft.

The boy was totally lost in amazement and lust. His fingers were squeezing her nipples urgently and his hips were moving back and forth slowly. Doris stroked the rubbery cock, savoring the feel of its smooth skin and the heat of it. Her mouth watered with a desire to taste it. A clear drop of pre-cum appeared on the head and it was the final provocation. Her head dropped and her tongue flicked the tart drop into her mouth.

Mark gasped and lurched at the touch of her hot wet tongue. Doris licked again and moaned, parting her lips. She let the bullet-shaped head slip between them. Her tongue lapped at the hot boy flesh. Her fingers squeezed and cupped the boy's balls. Her head sank lower, her mouth enveloping the entire length of his pulsing cock.

Doris slid her other hand around the boy's hips and clutched the cheek of his ass. She pulled at him, sinking him to the hilt in her sucking mouth. Mark lost total control of his body and began to whimper. She felt his cock spasm and began sucking furiously at the throbbing prick, her tongue urging the release of his hot fluid.

Mark jerked and lunged at her mouth. His head went back and he gasped for air. His balls pulsed in her hand. A shiver ran from head to toe through his body. Doris sucked harder at his swollen cock. A gush of hot thick cum rewarded her efforts. She swallowed quickly, relishing the taste of the jizz. Again it flooded her waiting, hungry mouth. Spurt after spurt splashed hotly into her mouth and went down her throat. Mark jerked and ground his hips against her face. With a racking shake of his body, he sent his final gusher into her throat.

Doris swallowed greedily and held his throbbing cock in her hot wet mouth, letting him thrash through the throes of his climax. Finally, she let his cock slide from between her lips and licked the drop or two that had escaped from her lips.

"That was the first time, wasn't it?" she asked in a whisper.

"Uh-huh," he replied. His voice was weak and his breath was still ragged.

"Was it as good as you expected?"

"Better! Much better!" he exclaimed.

She smiled at him and then gathered the boy in her arms and cuddled him to her. His body was warm and firm through the sheer cloth of her gown. For a few moments he lay in her arms.

"Now, couldn't you like to make me feel good?" she whispered in his ear.

"Can I?" His voice was heavy with his lack of knowledge.

"As good as you felt!"

"I'd like that."

"Then first, put your hand between my legs," she instructed, guiding his fumbling fingers to her cunt.

His fingers pushed the filmy cloth of her gown aside and Doris parted her legs as his hand pressed into the slippery crevice. Her cunt-juice quickly moistened his fingertips.

"Mmmm, yes! Rub like that!" Doris sighed. She rolled onto her back and Mark raised up on his elbow and continued his stroking. He gazed at her cunt and then her face. Her eyes drooped and her legs spread more. The boy's fingers stirred her lusts higher and hotter. She felt the urge to feel his fingers and then his cock buried deep in her cunt. Mark stared at the bushy dark hair that covered her crotch and then eased his fingers into her slit. Her slippery juice drenched his fingers. She put his finger on her clit and showed him the rhythm that would send shivers through her aching body. He learned quickly and had her arching her hips against his fingers in a matter of seconds.

"OH, YEEEESS!" she cried.

Doris wrapped her fingers around his cock and discovered that it was already hard and throbbing. She stroked it in rhythm with his strokes. Her cunt was oozing slippery hot juices, drenching his fingers and her inner thighs and the cheeks of her ass.

"SO GOOD! OH! OH! OH! OH!" she gasped and arched up against his hand as her first climax tore through her.

Mark watched her, fascinated with her reactions. She thrashed and jerked, her cunt convulsing and trembling. Gasping, she stopped the motion of his hand on her clit.

"NOW FUCK ME!" she rasped, tugging at his body.

Passion twisted the boy's face and his eyes gleamed at the thought of doing it to the woman. He scrambled onto her heaving body and slipped down between her open thighs. His cock bumped her cunt lips and Doris shivered. She reached between her slippery thighs and guided Mark's cock into her hungry cunt. He sank down on her and she felt his cock bury itself in her. She sighed and clutched at him.

"PUSH IT IN AND OUT! HARD!" she commanded.

He followed her command and drove his cock into her wet, burning hole. His balls slapped against her bare ass. Her cunt made wet sounds around his pistoning cock.

"OH, DO IT! FUCK ME!"

Doris jerked and bounced, lifting the boy from the bed. She came again and again, her cunt clutched at his cock, milking and squeezing it. Mark began to pant and slam his hard body against hers.

"UH! UH! UH!" the boy groaned and rammed his cock to the hilt in the molten, throbbing cunt.

Doris felt the scalding gush of his cum as it filled her cunt and she arched her back and pushed her cunt up against him. Her cunt clamped don on his spurting cock and milked the come from it. He lay on her jerking body, shaking and panting, his own body trembling with pleasure.

The two embraced, their gasps for air the only sound for several seconds. Doris stroked the boy's back and ass gently.

Regaining his breath, Mark rolled slowly off her and lay on his back, eyes closed. The waves of pleasure still flowed through his young body. Doris looked at his slim body and his glistening cock and smiled dreamily to herself.

Rising to her elbow, she leaned over him and lapped at his half hard cock, licking it clean, relishing the taste of his cum and her own juices.

"Thanks, Mrs. Turner. That was even better than the other," the boy said.

"Thank you, Mark! And call me Doris."

"Okay... have you ever done that with Pete?"

The question hit like a bomb. Doris froze and looked at the boy.

"Why do you ask that?"

"It's just that he has acted different the last couple of days. Like he had just learned a secret or something."

"But he's my son," Doris replied, trying to see what the boy's reaction would be before she admitted the truth.

"Yeah, I guess that makes it different."

"Are you going to tell him that you... fucked me?"

"Not if you don't want me to," Mark replied.

"Well, I don't want to come between you two. You're good friends."

Mark lay there and thought long on her statement. Finally, he raised up and swung his feet to the floor. He pulled his pajama bottoms on and stood.

"I guess I'd better get back to bed before Pete wakes up," he said, looking down at her naked body.

"Yes, I think you had better. Good night, Mark," she said with a soft smile, reaching out to touch his hand.

"Night, Doris."

He left the room and she lay staring at the ceiling for a long while before dropping off to sleep.

CHAPTER SIX

Two days later Doris returned from a shopping trip and entered the kitchen, finding the dishes and clutter of Pete's lunch scattered on the table. On second look, she saw that he had had company. There were two places and clutter from two lunches. She paused to listen. There was the sound of voices coming from the boy's room.

She laid her packages in a chair and walked quietly down the hall toward the door to Pete's room. It stood slightly open. She stopped close to it and listened. Mark's voice reached her ears.

"So what did you do then?"

"I crawled between her legs and fucked her," Pete replied.

Doris caught her breath. Was Pete telling Mark about her? She strained to hear each word.

"Was it good?" Mark asked. "You bet! It was fantastic!"

"How many times have you done it with her?"

"Three. Fucking that is. She's sucked me off a couple of times," Pete replied.

"Come on! Tell me who she is!" Mark insisted. Doris let out her breath a little. At least Pete hadn't told the other, boy who the woman was. "No way. If I keep it a secret, then it messes it up for me. I won't be able to get any more pussy from her," Pete declined.

"Okay. If that's the way you want it," Mark said.

"Well, anyway, you won't tell me who you've been fucking," Pete added.

Doris perked up again. Mark had told Pete about fucking her. Maybe not her name but about the action, at least. As she listened, her pussy began to twitch. Her panties were getting damp at the crotch. Her nipples were going rigid inside her bra. Heat and lust began to boil up slowly in her belly. She began to formulate a plan. She decided to enlighten both boys as to who the other had been fucking and at the same time. They get some good sex out of the revelation.

She went back to the kitchen. Picking up her packages, she opened the back door and closed it loudly.

"Pete! I'm home!" she called.

Walking through the house, she met the two boys in the hall.

"Hi, Mark!" she said, smiling seductively.

"Hi, Do... Mrs. Turner," Mark replied, almost slipping. Pete glanced at his friend curiously.

"I see you've had your lunch," she remarked.

"Yeah," Pete replied. "Mark ate with me. I was just going to clean up the mess."

"Thank you, dear. I'll be in in a minute," she said, turning into her bedroom.

The boys continued into the kitchen. She heard the clatter of dishes and the noise of their clean-up. She dropped her packages on the bed and sighed. A look of cunning crossed her face. She turned to the door and started out of the worn and then paused to remove her panties.

The two boys were just finishing their clean-up as she walked into the kitchen. She thought momentarily about her pussy -- she liked the feel of the air caressing it and the sexy feeling it gave her.

"About through?" she asked.

"Yeah. All through," Pete replied.

"Tell you what. I'll get us some Cokes and then let's go into the living room and talk. Okay?" She looked from one boy to the other.

"Okay," Pete said with a look and a shrug.

"Suits me," Mark echoed.

They sat quietly for a few moments, sipping their Cokes and looking at each other. Doris was sure that just a little of her thigh was exposed to the two boys.

"What have you two been doing this morning?" she asked.

"Just goofing off," Pete replied.

"How is the summer going for you, Mark?"

"Okay. Nothing too special," the boy replied. His eyes were flicking from her legs to her face.

"Oh! Nothing special?" she teased. Her eyes fixed on his and he blushed a little.

"Uh... a couple of things have been special," he corrected.

Doris uncrossed her legs casually and slightly parted her thighs. She watched the faces opposite her. Both sets of eyes dropped quickly to the hem of her dress and then looked back to her face.

"Got any girl friends," Doris asked, looking at Mark.

"No. Most of them are too silly," he replied quietly. His eyes were flicking back to her knees, unable to resist.

She let her knees inch apart teasingly. She saw Pete's eyes widen as he glimpsed the white inner flesh of her thighs. He stared for several seconds then it must have dawned on him that what he could see, Mark could see. Pete glanced at Mark to see where he was looking. Mark was staring at the slowly opening gap between Doris' legs.

Doris felt her cunt-juice begin to seep from between the lips of her hot pussy. Her clit tingled and her cunt pulsed. She looked from her son's crotch to the other boy's crotch. Roth had distinct bulges in their laps.

"Of course you know that Pete doesn't have a girl, either," she continued.

"Yeah, he told me," Mark replied, glancing at Pete.

"Both of you are getting to the age when girls are taking on a new meaning, and you will have new ideas about them."

"How?" Pete asked without thinking.

"You will start having sex on your mind," she explained, ignoring Pete's expression.

Both nodded uncomfortably. She let her legs part a little more. Mark started to sip his Coke and almost choked suddenly. Doris knew that the boy had seen her pussy. Pete was sitting very still, his eyes fixed on the hairy slit that peeked from under her dress.

Doris slid down in the chair a little, her dress slipping up her legs as she went. Her pussy burned under their eyes. Her breathing became rapid.

"You both know about sex, I'm sure. At least, Pete does," she said. Her son stiffened. "I had a talk with him. How about you, Mark?"

"Enough," the boy mumbled.

The bulges in their laps had become large and she could see Pete moving a little as his cock throbbed. She let her hand drop into her lap, pushing the dress down, blocking their view of her cunt. Both almost winced.

"Pete has also fucked." Her quiet statement hit like a bomb. Mark jerked his eyes to Pete and then back to Doris. Pete stiffened and stared at her.

"Did you know that, too, Mark?" she asked.

"... no," the boy lied.

"Several times."

Pete was sweating and glaring at his mother.

Mark had figured out who the woman was that Pete had told him about fucking and Pete knew it.

"But then, Pete, you didn't know that Mark has fucked, too, did you?" She was talking very calmly but her pussy was almost seething. Teasing the two boys with the sight of her exposed pussy and talking to them like that was turning her on.

"Did you?" she asked again.

Pete looked at her and then his face lit up. He looked at Mark. Mark looked at the floor and then at Doris.

"You mean..." Pete said.

"Huh-huh," she answered, nodding. "Now, I think it is time that you both got to share this." She pulled her hand from her lap and opened her legs as wide as she could, exposing her hot cunt.

Both boys stared at the glistening pink inner lips of her pussy. Pete looked up at her passion contorted face and then back to her pussy. His hand rubbed the bulge in his lap.

"Well," she said huskily.

Mark moved first. He rose and walked to the arm of her chair and sat on it. He looked back at the surprised expression on Pete's face. Doris reached for his hand and pulled it down to her pussy. The boy's fingers sank into the juicy hole, probing and pushing. She gasped and slid lower in her chair. Pete rose and walked to her.

"Wait," she rasped. "In the bedroom. It's much more comfortable."

Removing Mark's fingers, she rose and led the boys to her bed. She turned to face them and then began to unbutton her dress. She gazed at the boys' crotches. Both bulged with straining hard-ons.

The dress opened down the front, exposing the white band of her bra and the swell of her tits. She paused after the last button was open, then let her dress drop to the floor.

Both boys stood very still, their eyes gazing at her bare belly and her exposed cunt-hair. Mark licked his lips and looked up to her face.

"God!" Mark groaned.

Doris lifted her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra. She let it hang on her arms for a moment, building the suspense. Her arms dropped and the bra followed. Her large tits popped into view and jiggled slightly with the movement of her arms. Her nipples were dark and hard.

The boys' eyes dropped to her crotch. The bushy dark hair curled softly and thickly down between her full thighs. Doris eased herself back onto the edge of the bed and sat down. Her legs parted slightly and the wet inner flesh of her cunt glistened.

"Come here, Mark," she commanded, her voice throaty with lust.

The boy hesitated and then stepped to her. She stopped him as he stepped between her knees. His belt was at her eye level. She unfastened the belt and pulled the zipper down slowly. The boy sucked in his breath as he felt the tug of her hands and his jeans sliding over his hips. His shorts came with them. His cock sprang into the open, hard and straight.

The garments dropped around his ankles and Doris help him out of them. Her eyes kept coming back to the boy's swaying cock. She lifted his shirt and stripped it over his head. His slim, hard body stood naked before her. She looked up at Pete and motioned him to her.

"Step aside a second, Mark," she whispered.

The boy made worn for Pete. Doris quickly stripped her son. His cock was a little larger than Mark's and a little thicker, but not any harder.

She reached for Mark and pulled him closer. She grasped both cocks simultaneously and circled the hot throbbing rods of flesh. She stroked them slowly, watching the motion of the skin as it slid back and forth on their cocks. She squeezed and stroked until the two boys began to pant and squirm.

Doris stopped stroking and dipped to Pete's shaft, her wet tongue flicking across the satiny skin of the head. She turned her head and repeated the motion on Mark's. From one to the other she darted, licking and tasting first one then the other.

Her lips parted and her mouth slipped over the head of Mark's cock, sucking gently. She sucked and licked for a second and then released it and turned to Pete's cock. The head disappeared into her mouth. Her tongue caressed it as her cheeks pillowed in and out from her sucking.

"Uhhh!" Pete grunted, his hips trembling.

Doris released his cock and lay back. She exposed her glistening cunt to the boys. She looked at Mark and then to Pete.

Doris motioned to both of them. They crawled onto the bed on either side of her. She touched their faces and pulled them to her tits.

"Suck my nipples!" she hissed.

Their lips circled her nipples and their tongues flicked at the firm little buttons. Sharp shock waves of pleasure ran through her throbbing tits.

"Put your finger in my pussy, Pete," she whispered.

His fingers slid over her belly and down between her thighs. A fingertip pushed between her cunt lips and probed into her hole. It slid deeper and deeper, widening her soft cunt hole as it went.

"You stroke my button," she said to Mark.

His hand slid over the soft belly and probed between the lips of her cunt. Her clit trembled in anticipation. When Pete stroked the small nubbin, Doris jerked her hips upward with a gasp. Her ass clenched and her belly trembled. Pete plunged his finger in and out of her burning cunt. Mark flicked her love button back and forth. She groaned again and pulled the boys closer to her.

"UH! COMING! UH! UH!" she gasped.

Her ass jerked up and down faster, matching the pace of their fingers. Her pussy clenched at Pete's finger and she froze suddenly. She shook violently and shrieked.

Pete felt her pussy clutched his plunging finger, her juices drenching his hand. His fingers were slippery with her oils. He lapped at her hard nipple with the fury of all his lust. His cock throbbed and jerked. Mark's hand bumped against his as the boy tore at the woman's vibrating clit.

Doris arched her ass higher into the air, pushing her cunt upward, trying to get more and more of the sensations from the boy's hands. The two boys sucked and teased her nipples, teeth nibbling at them, tongues lashing them. Her cunt became a convulsing, clutching, pulsing tunnel. Climax after climax roared through her.

"OOOOOHHH! GIVE ME A COCK! FUCK ME!" Doris begged.

Both hands left her cunt and a hard body dropped between her soft thighs and the hot hard end of a cock bumped at her fleshy cunt lips. She opened her eyes to a mere slit and saw her son guiding his blood-gorged cock into her slit. She lifted her ass, trying to give him easier access. Mark's lips still circled her nipple, all the while watching Pete's cock over the swell of her belly.

"COME UP HERE!" she urged Mark.

The boy crawled atop her, straddling her tits, his throbbing cock poised before her mouth.

Pete's cock sank into her slippery hole, plunging to the hilt just as Mark's cock slipped between her lips, filling her mouth with hot throbbing flesh.

Her tongue lashed at the hard shaft, her hands cupping the boy's hard ass. The head of the cock bumped the back of her throat as her son's balls slapped against her ass. The two cocks pistoned in and out of the two wet, hot holes almost in rhythm.

Doris thrust her ass upward to meet each thrust of Pete's cock. Her head bobbed with each thrust of Mark's burning shaft. Pete's belly slapped against hers, bumping her clit and driving her higher and higher. The cock in her mouth began to swell and jerk.

She grunted and moaned, her sweaty body thrashing under the two boys. Her cunt clutched and pulsed as she came again and again. Mark began to shiver, his hands clutching at her head. His cock throbbed and jerked. Doris opened her throat and sucked greedily at the cock-head. Hot streams of thick cum burst from his cock and filled her mouth. She swallowed the thick, tart fluid hungrily and sucked more from it.

Pete cried out and plunged his cock to the hilt into her convulsing cunt. He shook from head to toe and his cum splashed into her hot tunnel, drenching the soft wet walls and filling the pulsing hole. Hot spurts splashed against the back of her throat and against the end of her cunt. As the last spurts of cum oozed out from the two cocks, she abandoned herself to the overwhelming sensations of her orgasm.

Mark slid his trembling cock from Doris' mouth and fell exhausted to the bed beside her. Pete followed suit and dropped on the other side of her. The withdrawal of their cocks brought her slowly and reluctantly back to reality. Her rapid breathing gradually calmed. Her body was trembling from toe to hair. For many minutes she lay exhausted, the final ebbs of pleasure running the length of her body.

She dropped her hands to the boys' crotches and fondled their still-hard cocks. They were slippery with cum and still warm. She stroked gently, relishing the wet silky flesh.

"Mmmmm! So good!" she gasped.

"Fantastic!" Mark groaned.

Pete slid his hand across her belly and dipped his fingers into Doris' slippery cunt. She jerked, involuntarily.

"Oooo! Go easy! It's touchy as hell!" she rasped.

His fingers stopped for a moment and Doris began stroking and teasing their cocks. Mark's was beginning to throb softly. He reached across to her nipple and rolled it between his fingers.

"Are you ready to fuck, Mark?" she asked.

"Uh-huh!" he replied.

She pulled at his cock and opened her thighs. The boy crawled between them and lowered his swollen cock to the slippery lips of her cunt. Pete parted the fleshy lips and her hand guided him into the waiting hole. The bullet shaped head slipped easily into it. Pete's fingers slid up over her belly and stroked her nipples.

Mark sighed when he felt the wet heat of her cunt around his cock. He paused to feel the sensations that ran through his cock and then plunged his aching shaft to the hilt. His belly slapped against hers, his balls bouncing against her soft round ass.

"Oooo! Fuck it! Fuck it, hard, Mark!" she moaned.

Her words spurred the boy on. His hips slammed forward harder and faster. His balls slapped her ass and his belly rubbed against hers, the juices from her cunt making wet sounds.

Doris stroked Pete's cock and locked her feet around Mark's pistoning ass. Her hips lifted to meet each ram of his cock. Pete began to groan and jerk. His eyes were fixed on his mother's cunt and his friend's cock. Doris could feel the swell and throb of his cock as he neared his climax.

"UUH! COMING! UH! UH!" she wailed.

Her hips slammed upward, meeting Mark's thrusts and she hovered with her ass off the bed as her climax swept through her straining body. Mark bored his cock as deep as he could into the convulsing cunt and groaned. Hot thick streams of his cum filled her cunt. He shook and grunted with each spurt.

Pete let out a gurgle and arched his hips up against Doris' hand. In a frenzy, she pulled his jerking cock toward her mouth. Inches from her open lips, it gushed the first stream of cum. Thick hot juice splashed onto her face and neck, drops disappearing into the open mouth. The second spurt came just as the head sank between her lips. She swallowed his cum with relish. Her pussy pulsed and milked at Mark's cock as her mouth emptied Pete's.

The final drops of the boy's cum oozed into her orifices and they slowly crawled off her.

Doris lay heaving on the bed, her body glistening with sweat and cum. Her breathing evened out and she finally fell asleep. The two boys listened for a moment and then Pete motioned to Mark and they crept off the bed and out of the room, carrying their clothes with them, leaving Doris to her nap.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Doris awakened slowly and thought over the events of the previous days, turning the details over leisurely. She smiled to herself as she felt the dampness begin to form between the fleshy lips of her cunt. Her fingers slid down over the slight curve of her belly and combed through the short curly hair. Almost absentmindedly, she dipped her finger into the slippery slit and stroked the hot damp button of her clit.

Doris licked her lips as she thought about Mark and Pete. She let her finger probe into the mushy cavity of her softly pulsing cunt. In the very back recesses of her mind, she realized that young boys were becoming an obsession.

Doris' nipples were hardening and the brown buttons extended to their full, rigid length. She sighed and let her fingers stroke and tease her clit, and then pulled them from her cunt. She slowly crawled out of the bed and put on a robe.

In the kitchen, Doris found a note from Pete -- he had gone over to the school to play ball.

Doris smiled and dropped the note back onto the table.

The smell of coffee reached her nostrils. Pete had put the pot on before he left. She smiled at his thoughtfulness and poured a cup. She took it to the table and sat down. Her robe was over at the front and it spread open as she sat down and exposed the entire front of her body. Her nipples were still rigid and she could feel the dew from her cunt as it seeped onto the chair.

She lifted her cup and sipped the steaming black coffee. As she looked over the rim of the cup she came face to face with a boy's wide-eyed expression through the back door. She froze, the cup at her lips. He was staring at her breasts. For a moment, Doris was motionless, at loss as to what to do. A tingle ran through her tits and her cunt convulsed. His strange eyes were turning her on. So much that she felt herself slipping into the fog of lust.

She sat her cup on the table and rose slowly. The boy stood as if in a trance as she walked to the door and opened it, her robe still open. Her dark triangle of hair was exposed to his view.

"Hello, Mike," she said, recognizing the boy who delivered her paper. "Come in and I'll get your money."

The boy stared at her body. He swallowed hard several times as he tried to find his voice. Doris gripped his shoulder lightly and pulled him inside.

"Sit down. I'll have to get my purse..."

The boy watched her walk out of the kitchen. Doris could feel her eyes burning into her back. She made it a point to walk slowly and sensuously. Heir hips swayed under the sheer robe. She returned to the kitchen, carrying her purse, her robe still open. The boy looked extremely nervous.

"What's wrong, Mike? Haven't you ever seen a woman's body before?" Her voice was soft and seductive.

"Uh... uh, no," he replied, his voice barely audible.

"Relax. It's all right if you look," she said, stopping next to him, her fingers dropping softly onto his shoulder. First he tried to look up into her eyes but her nipples were in the way. When he dropped his eyes, he stared at her crotch. He looked away and blushed.

Doris stepped back and pulled her chair around the table and placed it close to his. She lowered herself into it slowly and smiled at him. She had a note to leave her legs slightly parted. His eyes returned to her lap and were met with the pink, wet lips of her cunt.

"If you have never seen a naked woman, then you have never touched one, have you?" she asked.

He shook his hand with a jerk. His eyes looked into hers, pleading. She glanced at his crotch and saw the tell-tale bulge.

"Would you like to touch me?"

"My... my mom would kill me!"

"Not if she doesn't know. Will you tell her?" Doris asked. Her hand was stroking his bare arm gently.

"No! Of course not!" he gasped.

"Neither will I."

He turned his big eyes back to hers and then gazed at her large breasts. His tongue flicked across his dry lips and his nostrils flared as his breath quickened.

Doris let her hand slide down his arm and picked up his hand. She pulled it slowly toward her throbbing nipples. As she pulled it closer, his eyes got wider and he bit his lower lip.

The small hand brushed her nipple and she inhaled sharply. She clutched it tightly against her tit and closed her eyes. Her cunt pulsed and she felt the fire burst into flame deep inside.

She opened her eyes to mere slits and looked at him. He was trembling. She smiled and turned his hand over, pressing the palm against the hard button of her nipple.

A small groan escaped his lips and he looked frightened. She moved the boy's hand in slow circles over her breast.

"Does it feel good?" she asked hoarsely.

"Yeah!"

"For me, too," she replied.

She let her hand drop away from his and it stayed on her breast. Her fingers trailed up over his leg, moving toward his crotch. He glanced down to watch her hand for a moment. As it got closer to his crotch, his fingers tightened on her breast. Her long slim fingers touched the bulge in his lap and stroked it gently. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her tit.

Doris pulled Mike's hand away from her breast and guided it down over her belly. His eyes shot from his crotch to hers. He watched fascinated as she pushed his fingers closer and closer to her pussy. The curly hair tickled his fingertips and she paused to enjoy the sensation and then edged his fingers toward her cunt. Her legs parted a little more and she pushed the boy's fingertips into her hot wet slit. He gasped. She felt his small cock jerk under her fingers.

Lust burned in her pussy and her mind. Her fingers fumbled with his zipper. She finally got it open and her hand slipped inside and pushed through the opening in the front of his shorts. She pulled his small rubbery cock out into view and caressed it. He moaned softly and his legs trembled. Doris looked at him and smiled. She licked her full red lips slowly. Her long slim fingers closed and opened around the short shaft of his cock.

"Rub the button," she said with a gasp.

He fumbled in the fleshy lips, looking for the hard little clit. He was having trouble finding it and she guided his small fingers to the throbbing button of flesh. She gritted her teeth against the shock wave of sensation that shot through her as he touched and teased it clumsily.

"Oh, yes!" she hissed.

Her fingers were clutching his cock tightly. He began to jerk his hips forward, his fingers ripping at the soft slippery flesh of her pussy. Doris looked down at his trembling cock and felt a lewd hunger surge. She pushed Mike back a little and her head dropped, her body bending at the waist, her legs closing slightly, capturing his hand between her thighs. The faint soft odor of his cock filled her nostrils and her mouth watered in anticipation. She felt the boy's body stiffen as he realized what she was about to do.

Her tongue snaked, from between her lips and flicked across the small dark head of his cock. A pearly drop of fluid oozed from the tiny slit and she licked it off and pulled it into her mouth, savoring the taste.

"Mmmmm, good!" she whispered hoarsely.

The boy slid down in his chair, pushing his cock forward. Doris parted her lips and let the hot head of it slide into her mouth. The boy gasped and his whole body shook. Doris unfastened his belt and jeans. She slid his jeans down to his ankles.

Doris sucked the rubbery little cock into her mouth. Her nose pressed against his belly, her chin touching his balls.

"Oooooh, God!" he groaned and jerked his hips up to meet the suctioning wet orifice.

Doris slid slowly from her chair, pulled her cunt away from his hand and dropped to her knees, her mouth just inches from his cock. Then she began sucking again.

The boy's hips began to thrust upward with an urgency and she knew that it was only a matter of seconds before he came. Her pussy throbbed and oozed her juices as she anticipated his hot cum. Her clit trembled between the fleshy lips, her cunt convulsing as she neared her own climax. Her head dipped and bobbed with a new fervor. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to hold off her climax until she tasted his cum. She didn't have long to wait.

"AH! AH! AAAAHHH!" Mike cried. With each grunt a stream of hot thick cum burst from his jerking cock.

Doris locked her lips around the throbbing cock and swallowed stream after stream of jizz. Her pussy convulsed and she felt the first waves of pleasure shoot through her crotch and then roar up through her body as she came. Her juices wet her inner thighs and soaked the short curly hairs around her cunt.

The last spurt of his cum splashed into her throat and he dropped, panting back onto the chair, her hands still cupping his ass. Doris held his trembling cock in her mouth, her tongue laying it slowly, catching the final oozing drops.

She raised her head slowly from his crotch and looked up at his face. His mouth hung open and his eyes were clamped shut. She smiled and eased back into her chair and watched him as he regained his breath. Her fingers dropped to her cunt and stroked the sensitive slit. The slippery juices quickly coated her slim fingers.

His eyes flickered open and he stared at her for several seconds. She smiled at him, her fingers still playing in her pussy.

"Did it feel good?" she asked.

"Uh-huh! Fantastic!" he gasped.

"Rest a few minutes and then we'll fuck." His small cock jerked with the thought.

"Have you ever fucked before?" she asked. "No."

"But you have come before, haven't you?"

"Uh... yeah," he replied, a blush running across his face.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of. You did it with your hand, didn't you?"

"Yeah, a couple of times."

"Think you're rested enough now?" she asked. Her pussy was on fire again and she ached to feel his young body on top of hers, that little cock in her cunt.

"Uh-huh," he replied.

"Come on. We'll go to the bedroom then," she said.

Mike followed her through the hall and into the bedroom, all the while gazing at her body. He crawled onto the bed, his cock already hard, quivering as he moved. She reached out and cupped it in her hand.

"Suck my nipples," she whispered, pulling him on top of her.

His hard young body settled on to hers and his lips dropped to the full spongy mound of her tit. Her nipple disappeared into his mouth and she felt the wetness surround it. She sighed and held him closer as his tongue flicked across the throbbing flesh, sending shivers through her.

As he sucked at her nipple, her pussy oozed and began to bum for his cock. Her thighs parted and he slipped down between them. Doris pushed her hand between their bodies and found his hard little cock. She pressed the head between the lips of her cunt and pushed it into the entrance of her pussy.

"Now, push it in," she hissed.

His hips came forward, his cock sliding into her slushy hole. His teeth grated around her nipple as he lost himself in the hot, wet sensations of her cunt. Doris reached around his body and clutched his ass, pulling his hips closer. His cock plunged deep into her. Her feet scooted up the bed, her knees bending. She pushed up, her back arching, her pussy lifting. His young body pressed down on her hungry pussy.

"Oh, fuck me, Mike! Fuck me!" she rasped.

Her nipple popped out of his mouth and he gasped. Doris' cunt was clenching and releasing his cock. The hot wet walls milked at his cock. His hips began to move slowly. He wasn't sure if he was doing it right, but what he was doing was feeling very good. Doris urged him on with her hands. She tugged at his ass, setting the pace.

The boy buried his head between her tits and let his cock lunge into her straining body. Doris felt the first tremors of her climax began. She arched her body higher and pulled frantically at his ass. Her cunt convulsed and she trembled from head to toe.

"Ah! And soooo good!" she whined. "SO FUCKING GOOD!"

She shook violently, carrying the boy's body with her as she came. Her cunt clutched his cock tightly and her juices wet his balls and belly.

Doris felt Mike begin to thrash and jerk. She pumped her ass upward faster and higher, urging him on. He began to whine and grunt. His cock pistoned in and out of her faster and faster.

"Oh, yes! OH, YES! DO IT! FUCK! FUCK!" she urged.

His slim hips pounded between her thighs. The wet flesh of her pussy slapped against his belly.

"AH! AH! AH! AAAAGGGGHHH!" he cried.

His body slammed to a trembling halt and every muscle in his body went rigid. He shook and strained. Doris felt the first hot stream of his cum splashing against the walls of her cunt and she jerked and bounced into another climax. Gush after gush of his hot thick cum filled her cunt. She could feel trickles of it run out and down over her ass.

A final heave of his body sent him straining even harder against her soft body and then he collapsed onto her. He lay gasping for breath, his body shaking. She lay under him, her own body jerking and trembling with pleasure. Doris let her climax carry her away for long seconds.

Slowly, Doris opened her eyes and looked down across the boy's heaving back. She felt the ebbing warm glow of her climax as it subsided. A movement caught her eye. She glanced toward the bedroom door.

Pete stood there, a smile on his face, a finger pressed to it to indicate silence. His cock stood out hard and dark in his other hand. Doris smiled and winked at her son.

Mike stirred and looked down at her, tiredly.

"Was that as good as the other?" she asked.

"Better!" he gasped.

"Both were good too."

He smiled and pushed himself up, his cock sliding wetly from her cunt. He rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up.

"Thank you, Mike. That was a good fuck. We'll do it again, if you like," she said.

"I would!" he replied.

"Good. Now, you had better go before Pete gets back."

"Yeah. Okay."

He rose and slipped his clothes on, glancing at her nakedness as he did. He stood for a moment, at loss as to what to say.

"See you next week?" Doris asked.

"Yeah!" he replied, his face brightening. "Yeah, see you next week."

He smiled at her and she waved as he walked out and down the hall. She heard the back door close.

Pete stepped around the door facing and smiled down at her. He had been out of sight in the bathroom when Mike left, and he left his clothes there.

His naked body was just an arm's length from her as he stood beside the bed and smiled down at her. His cock stood out from his crotch, hard and ready.

"Was he a good fuck?" he asked softly.

"Uh-huh. But not as good as you," she replied, her eyes fixed on his cock. She licked her lips.

Pete lowered himself to the edge of the bed and sat beside her hips. His hand toyed with her still-hard nipple. She sucked her breath in sharply.

"Too bad I wasn't here to see the whole show. What I saw turned me on," he said after a moment.

"Want me to tell you about it?" she asked. She looked at his face. She read the reaction. His eyes narrowed and his nostrils flared.

"Yeah! Tell me all about it!" He was excited about the idea.

Doris pushed herself into a sitting position and smiled at him. Her legs were parted and she saw him look down at her glistening pussy. She knew that he could see drops of Mike's cum clinging to the hair and oozing from her cunt. His cock jerked and he licked his lips. His eyes were glued to the gaping wet hole.

"Your cock looks like it's hurting. Why don't you nib it while I tell you about it. Maybe that will soothe it," she teased.

Pete looked at her and grinned. His hand dropped to the throbbing shaft of flesh and his finger curled around the head. His hand moved slowly up and down the length of it. His eye dropped back to her cum-coated cunt.

"Mike just came by to collect for the paper," Doris began, a slight smile creeping across her lips as she watched her son slowly jacking his cock. "I was SO horny that I couldn't keep my hands off."

"What were you wearing when you let him in?" Pete's eyes were filled with passion as he spoke to her.

"Just my robe, and it was open down the front. My nipples and my pussy hair were in plain sight," she replied.

Pete smiled and stroked his swelling cock a little faster. Doris watched his hand for a moment and then pushed her fingers down across her own belly and slipped them into the hairy slit between her thighs. Slippery cum and pussy juice coated her slim fingers and red nails.

"Did you suck him off?" Pete asked.

"Uh-huh," she purred. Her glistening fingers lifted from her cunt and came to her mouth. Her tongue licked the slippery mixture from them as her eyes watched his face for his reaction.

"Did he come in your mouth?"

"Yes. And it was delicious." She felt her pussy twitching and burning with the memory of the boy's cum and the sight of her son's hand stroking faster over his cock.

"And then you fucked him."

"You saw the end of that. His cock wasn't as big nor as good as yours, but you were gone and I wanted cum for breakfast." Her fingers were stirring faster between the fleshy lips of her pussy.

Pete watched her fingers stir the wet juices from her cunt into a froth. His cock twitched in his hand and he felt the pressure begin to rise in his balls.

"Bring your cock up here and let me finish it off," Doris whispered, motioning with her hand.

Pete crawled onto her and Doris curled her fingers around the rubbery shaft of his cock and drew it to her parted lips. Her tongue flicked across the dark red head, leaving a warm wet trail. He groaned.

His thighs pressed down on her large tits his balls resting in the valley between them. Doris' hand slid around his waist and down over his ass. Her fingers stroked the crack between his cheeks. Her mouth opened and she pulled his body forward. His hot cock sank slowly into her mouth. Her fingers stroked further and further down between the cheeks of his ass. When the fingertip touched the puckered hole, he gasped and sucked his breath in sharply.

"Oh, Mom! Feels so good!" he rasped.

"MMMMphhh!" she groaned around his cock.

Her finger probed at the tight asshole as her tongue caressed and stroked wetly over and around his throbbing cock. She pulled him forward until his cock was buried in her mouth and his balls rested against her chin. Her throat sucked at the rubbery head and her tongue milked at the shaft. Her finger pushed more insistently at his puckered hole. Suddenly, it slipped inside and Pete cried out. The pleasure that shot through him was so intense that he shook. He felt the cum boiling up inside his balls and begin to rise toward his sock.

"OH, MOM! COMING! OH! OH! OH!" he cried.

His body shook violently and his asshole clutched at her finger. She stabbed it in to the knuckle and sucked noisily on his cock. His hips jerked and his hands nabbed her ahead, his fingers tangling in her hair.

"AAAH! AH! AH! AH! AAAGGGGNNN!" he groaned.

His asshole locked around her finger and his hips slammed his belly hard against her face. With a shudder, he sent the first of several gushers into her throat. She sucked and swallowed greedily, the hot thick cum filling her mouth.

Her pussy twitched and pulsed as she swallowed his tarted cum, her own juices coating her thighs. He shook and thrashed as her finger massaged the inside of his asshole.

"OH, MOM! SO GOOD!" he moaned.

He pulled his cock from her mouth and rolled to one side, her finger sliding from his asshole. She released him reluctantly and licked the clinging drops of cum from her lips and chin. Pete lay on his back, eyes closed, mouth open, his chest heaving. She raised up and watched him as he shivered through the last waves of pleasure.

Doris dropped her hand to her drenched cunt and pushed her finger into the hot wet hole. She heard the wet sounds it made as she finger-fucked herself and watched Pete slowly recover from his orgasm.

"That was delicious!" she whispered. "I could eat your cock for breakfast, lunch and dinner and still want it for snack."

"Mmmmm," he hummed, looking at her and smiling weakly.

Her finger was stirring her pussy to a molten state of lust the soft walls clutched at her finger and her clit throbbed for contact. She pushed another finger inside, thrusting two fingers in and out of it.

"My pussy is on fire!" she moaned.

"It will be a while before I can get it up again. You did too good a job on me," Pete replied.

"We'll see about that!"

She rolled over to him and slid down his body, lowering herself between his legs. Her lips dropped to his limp cock as her fingers lifted it. She licked it slowly. Her mouth closed around it, her tongue laying it. For several seconds she sucked and licked, but to no avail.

"Hmmm," she said and let her tongue drop to his tight sac.

She licked his balls and slipped them into her mouth, sucking gently. Her fingers still circled his cock, stroking it slowly. It stirred but still wasn't swelling. Her tongue licked across the inside of his thighs and back over his balls then back to his thighs. She dipped down under balls and licked the underside of them. She heard him gasp and felt him flinch. She smiled to herself.

Pushing his legs up, she let her tongue flick across his puckered asshole. Pete groaned and she felt his cock jerk between her fingers. Her tongue wet the tight hole, the tip probing gently at the ring of muscle.

"UUUUUHHH!" he cried as her tongue pressed at the puckered opening.

Doris heard her own breath whistle through her nostrils and play over his cheeks. Her tongue pushed at the hole and her mouth opened. She felt her pussy throbbing and the juices seeping from it. Her cunt was on fire and the pressure of his asshole on her tongue drove her into a frenzy. Her thighs squeezed together, pressing the lips of her pussy tight around her clit. Her body trembled and she pushed his legs higher. The cheeks of his ass spread wider and she pushed the tip of her tongue into the tight hole.

Pete's cock was swelling rapidly. It throbbed and hardened and pulsed. She pushed her tongue as far as she could into his asshole and cupped her mouth around it. Her lips smacked and slurped as she sucked and tongued it.

"OH, YES! SUCK IT! SUCK MY ASSHOLE, MOM!"

She fucked her tongue in and out of his ass like a savage animal. His cock was fully erect and jerking in her hand. She wanted it inside her cunt but she wanted to continue sucking his asshole.

Her clit began to tremble between the squeezing lips of her pussy and her cunt convulsed. She moaned into his asshole and tried to thrust her tongue deeper. The first waves of her climax shook her violently and lost all contact with everything else except for her pleasure and Pete's asshole.

She finally lifted her head, her mouth and chin shiny with her saliva, and looked at his cock. It stood hard and hot, the shaft jerking in her fingers. She smiled and scrambled up over his body. Straddling him, she lowered her dripping cunt down to his cock and guided it slowly into the hot hole.

Pete's eyes opened and he watched her drooling cunt being lowered to his throbbing cock and then he felt the heat and wetness surround the head and slip down over the shaft.

"OH, BABY! OH, FUCK, I LOVE YOUR COCK! OOOO!" Doris crooned as she was impaled by his cock.

Her tits jiggled slowly back and forth in front of him. He grasped them and squeezed and massaged the spongy mounds. His thumb and finger pinched at the dark nipples and occasionally he licked the brown buttons.

Doris rocked back and forth, her pussy sliding over his crotch, his cock flipping back and forth inside the soft clutching walls of her cunt. Her eyes were clamped shut and she bit her lip. His fingers were pinching and rolling her nipples, sending sharp stabs of pleasure through her.

"BABY! YOU MAKE MOMMY'S PUSSY FEEL SOOOOO GOOD!" she moaned.

"Fuck it, Mom! FUCK MY COCK!" Pete was getting closer and closer to coming.

Doris jerked harder and faster. Her drooling cunt drenched his belly and balls. She slammed her cunt forward and dropped her head. Her cunt gripped his cock in a soft vise and her clit vibrated against his belly.

"AHHGGG!" she gurgled as she came, her cunt convulsing around his cock.

"OH, MOM! OH, MOM! COMING! COMING!"

Pete jerked and thrashed under her rigid body. His cock jerked inside her clutching cunt and he pinched her nipples viciously. His cum burst from his cock and splashed hot and thick into her pussy. The sudden pressure and heat of it sent Doris shooting toward still another climax. She jerked and moaned. Spurt after spurt of hot cum slammed into her and she shook with the impact of each, her body totally consumed with pleasure.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Doris sat slumped down in an overstuffed chair, the television casting flickering lights on her semi-nude body. One lamp glowed softly on the opposite side of the room from her. She sat clad in just her panties, one leg over the arm of the chair, her hand between her thighs, fingers stroking the nylon crotch. Her mind was absorbed in the program but her hand was sending a small shiver through her occasionally.

The nylon was warm and damp under her fingertips. She concentrated a moment on the sensation. She glanced down to see her nipples standing out rigid and dark in the dim light. Her pussy quivered under her strokes.

She glanced at the clock and wondered when Pete would be home. He had gone to a movie with Mark and knew that he should have been home already. Then she heard muffled voices from outside the house and recognized them as Mark's and Pete's. She didn't even think about getting up and going for her robe. She was too horny. She wanted the two boys to walk in on her and find her nearly naked. The front door rattled and opened.

"Hi. Enjoy the movie?" she asked Mark as he stepped inside, followed by Pete.

"Yeah. It was pretty good," he replied. His eyes widened slightly as they grew accustomed to the dim light and saw her body. He licked his lips and grinned.

"Hi, Mom," Pete said. He had a strange look in his eyes. Doris recognized it immediately. He had been up to something or had done something that he didn't want to tell her about.

"Did you like the movie, too?" she asked. Her hand was still resting on her pussy.

"It was all right." His manner was short and tight-lipped.

"All right, you two. What have you been up to?" She looked at them inquisitively and grinned.

"What do you mean?" Pete said.

"You act like you have done something. I know that look of yours, Pete!"

He looked at her and grinned sheepishly. He knew he was caught and he knew that he would tell her sooner or later. He dropped onto the sofa across from her. Mark followed him.

"Well," he started, "a couple of guys we know got hold of a movie. We were over at their house watching it." The grin was still on his face.

"What kind of movie?" Doris asked, raising her eyebrows. She knew but she wanted Pete to tell her.

"You know. About sex." He looked at the floor and then to Mark.

"So?" Doris looked into his eyes and waited. "So? What do you mean, so?" he replied. "So, did you learn anything from it," she answered, her face breaking into a broad smile. "I guess. There was one thing, though."

"What?"

"Well, this guy put his mouth on the woman's pussy." He looked at Mark again and then back to her.

"You don't like the idea or you had just never thought of it?" she asked. She felt a lewd thrill run through her. Pictures and fantasies ran through her mind as she considered the idea.

"Oh, it was all right. As a matter of fact, I got a hard-on watching it. I just guess I had never thought of it before," Pete replied.

Doris felt her pussy begin to itch and new dew seeped from between the lips.

"How about you, Mark?" She turned to the other boy.

"I'm like Pete. I hadn't even thought of it."

"Did it turn you on, too?" Her cunt throbbed as she waited for his answer.

"Yeah, I guess it did," he replied a little embarrassed.

Doris realized that her hand was in motion again and the movement at her crotch had distracted them. Her pussy was on fire and she felt the juices seeping through the slick cloth and dampening her fingertips.

"Does it turn you on?" Pete asked quietly, his eyes watching her fingers.

She looked up at him and smiled slowly. Her hand left her crotch and the other joined it at the waistband of her panties. Hooking her thumbs in it she pushed them off slowly. Her legs parted and her deep red cunt lips glistened at the two boys.

"Come over here and I'll show you," she replied. Her voice was low and husky with passion.

As if in a sudden trance, Pete crossed the narrow space between them. He started to drop to his knees when she stopped him.

"Your clothes!" she rasped.

He quickly stripped to his underwear. His cock was a hard bulge in the front of his shorts. The shorts dropped and his cock sprang out, waving slightly. He dropped to his knees between her open thighs and stared at the wet gleaming pussy, less than a foot from his face. His nostrils flared and he licked his lips. Doris knew that he could smell her heat. He sat on his heels, transfixed by the gaping, wet cunt. She reached out and took his head in her hands and pulled it slowly to her pussy. Her clit throbbed and her cunt pulsed with expectation. Closer and closer his mouth came. An inch away his tongue flicked out and skimmed over the damp outer lips. Doris jerked with the contact and whimpered. Pete's head dropped the last inch and her cunt was suddenly covered with his mouth.

"Stick your tongue inside!" she commanded.

His tongue pushed into the molten hole and caressed the soft walls. She lifted her hips and pulled his face even tighter into her crotch. Her cunt clutched at his stabbing tongue. She whimpered and twisted, her thighs shaking.

"OH, YES! DO It!" she begged. "SUCK MY CUNT! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH!"

Suddenly her climax slammed through her in machine-gun bursts. She bucked and jerked, thrusting her wet pussy against his mouth. His tongue probed and stabbed at her cunt. His breath whistled through his nostrils. He lapped hungrily at her.

As her climax ebbed, she opened her eyes and saw Mark standing, his clothes falling into a pile on the carpet. He crossed to her and leaned over, taking a throbbing nipple into his mouth. His tongue raked the hard button as Pete's tongue racked the lips of her pussy.

"MY CLIT! LICK MY CLIT!"

Pete's tongue sought out the small button of flesh near the top of her silt and flicked across it. Doris jerked and pulled his head to her cunt again. Her other hand came up and pulled Mark's mouth closer to her breast. His face pressed into the large mound.

Pete lapped at her clit, exploring for a few seconds, finding the right motion and rhythm. Doris' ass bounced and she moaned and panted into another climax.

"DRIVING ME CRAZY! SO GOOD! DO IT! SUCK IT!" she screamed as she came again and again.

Pete pulled back, his face shiny with her pussy juices. Doris clutched at him, trying to pull him back to her cunt.

She opened her eyes to see him moving and Mark pulling free of her nipple and dropping to his knees in Pete's place. Doris reached for the boy's head and pulled him to her cunt. It was a different tongue and a different mouth, but the sensations were just as good. Pete leaned to her tit but she stopped him. Her fingers circled his rock-hard cock and pulled it to her mouth. It disappeared quickly into the hot hungry orifice.

Doris was lost in a world lust. A hot, wet tongue lapped at her cunt, lashing her clit and sending tremors of pleasure through her. Her mouth sucked and licked at a hard cock, tasting the man taste and feeling the heated hardness against her tongue. Her thighs clamped the boy's head to her pussy and her hands pulled at the other's ass, sinking his cock to the hilt in her mouth.

Mark found the pace and the right spot and worked furiously at her clit. Doris jerked and bounced, her back arching, her pussy thrusting. Her cunt throbbed and pulsed. Her clit trembled and she came again and again. Her juices oozed and seeped out of her passion-hot cunt. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through her body. Her mouth pulled and sucked at Pete's cock, urging his hot come to burst into her throat.

Pete whimpered and grunted, his hips thrusting back and forth, fucking his mother's mouth. Faster came his thrusts and her sucking kept pace.

"UH! UH! UH! AAAGGGNNN!" he wailed.

He slammed his hips forward and buried his cock in her mouth. She felt the rubbery shaft begin to tremble against her tongue. At the same time Mark left her pussy and his cock slid into the mushy hole.

"MMMMHMMM!" she moaned around Pete's cock.

Mark was close to coming himself. Doris knew from the speed and force of his thrusts that it was only a matter of seconds before the boy shot his load. Pete continued to tremble for a second or two longer, then the first squirt of his hot cum burst into her throat. She shivered, her pussy clamping down on Mark's ramming cock and orgasmed again.

Her throat worked greedily as she swallowed Pete's cum. Her cunt clutched and squeezed the other cock. Mark, moaned and pounded with a frenzy at her pussy, his belly slapping against hers.

"AH! AH AH! AH!" Mark panted.

He slammed his cock into the woman's cunt and froze, his body going rigid. His cock jerked and trembled in her and then sprayed hot jizz. The hot juice slammed into her, filling her pulsing hole and oozing out around his cock. For a few seconds her mouth and her pussy were overflowing. Her body stiffened and shook and she crashed into one final, bone-shaking come.

Pete was the first to collapse. His cock popped wetly from her still-suctioning mouth and he dropped to the carpet. Mark shook with the last spurt of his cum and stayed a moment inside her and then fell away. Doris half lay in the chair, her chest heaving. Her pussy contracted and relaxed with last waves of her climax and she licked the last traces of cum from her lips.

For long minutes, the only sound in the room was the muffled TV and the pants of the two boys and the woman. Slowly, Doris opened her eyes and looked at the two young boys on the carpet.

"Was it good or bad?" she asked, slumping back into the chair.

"It was good!" Mark exclaimed.

"And how! It was a turn-on, too!" Pete added.

"I don't have to tell you what it did for me. I think you could tell."

"Yeah." It was obvious, Pete replied with a chuckle.

"There are several things that you can learn yet about fucking," Doris added.

"Like what?" asked Mark.

"Oh, you'll see. I think it would be better if they came as a surprise," she declined.

Both boy's looked at her, curiosity in their eyes. She grinned back at them.

"You two have given this pussy such a work out, that I think I'll shower and put it to bed," she said.

Later, as Doris lay in the bed, drowsy and satisfied, she heard the boys' voices and then the sound of the door closing. A few moments later, she heard the shower and then Pete entered the dark bedroom. He was trying to be as quiet as possible.

"I'm not asleep," she said.

"Okay. I thought you might be and didn't want to wake you."

His naked body slipped between the sheets, his skin touching hers. He rolled to face her and curled his arm around her waist. She ran her hand over it and up his shoulder.

"You're a good son," she whispered.

"You're the best mother a guy could have," he replied.

She turned to him and kissed his cheek then his lips. Cuddled together, they dropped off to sleep.

CHAPTER NINE

For several days, Doris warned the house and did her housework. She and Pete fucked every night and he had become quite adept at eating pussy.

One afternoon Doris was fidgety and had a strange feeling in her stomach. She wasn't sick, she decided but she wasn't sure what was wrong. She sat down in the kitchen, thinking about the previous weeks and her relationship with Pete. She was convinced that it was nervousness about that that had her so restless.

Her mind flashed back to Mark and Mike and the things she had done with them. Suddenly, it dawned on her just what the problem was. She wanted a new cock.

She was stuck. She wasn't all that hot on the idea of going out and picking up a young boy. Her pussy twitched every time she thought about a strange young cock. She finally shrugged and tried to get her mind off it. She went back to her housework and tried to keep her mind on that and Pete. She didn't manage to keep it there completely, but she made it through the day.

That evening, as she and Pete were finishing dinner, the phone rang. She looked at Pete and he shrugged.

"Hello," she said half-heartedly.

"Hi, Sis," came a booming voice.

Her eyes widened and she broke into a smile.

"Ted! Where..."

"I'm downtown on my way to see you. Thought I'd surprise you."

The freshest memory of her brother flashed into her mind. He was a year older. They had the same light brown hair and complexion. He was taller, of course, muscular and good-looking. She hadn't seen him since before her divorce. He had been a widower for three years.

"Do you have Trish with you?" she asked, thinking of his daughter. She was a couple of years older than Pete.

"Sure. She goes everywhere I go," he replied. "We won't be interrupting anything if we come over, will we?"

"Of course not. Now, hurry over. I'm anxious to see you two!"

"Okay. Be there in half an hour."

"Great. See you then," she replied.

She put the receiver on the cradle and turned to Pete. He was watching her, his eyes questioning.

"Uncle Ted?"

"Uh-huh. He and Trish will be here in a half an hour," she replied, her mind wandering.

Doris thought back to when she was thirteen and she and Ted had played with each other and finally wound up fucking in her bed one night. She had been a virgin until that night. After that they had fucked every chance that they got. Warmth spread through her body with the memory and her pussy got very wet suddenly.

She rushed Pete through the clean up and then went to the bedroom to slip on a dress and touch up her face. She had gotten into the habit of eating dinner in her robe or gown, primarily to excite Pete so she could have his cock for dessert.

She had just finished brushing her hair when the doorbell rang and she heard Pete open the door. She could hear the muffled greetings and resisted the urge to run into the living room. She made one last check in the minor and then went down the hall and into the living room.

"Hey, Gorgeous!" Ted boomed. "You look just as sexy as ever!"

"You look good, yourself," she replied as she hugged his hard body. She pressed her pussy against his crotch and felt pleased to feel his long cock twitch against it.

"Hello, Trish," she said to the girl. The girl was a woman. She wore a halter top and jeans and every curve of her mature body was accented. Her tits were full and erect and Doris could see the bumps of her nipples through the halter. The crotch seam of her jeans was pressed into the crack of her pussy, and the lips pressed out around it. Doris felt a flash of heat as she hugged the girl to her.

"Only you aren't a girl anymore. You're a woman," Doris added.

The girl smiled at Doris, her dark eyes sparkling under her long lashes. She looked a great deal like her mother had. Doris found herself fascinated with the girl's dark, sexy eyes and her satin smooth olive skin. Her mother had a dark, mysterious beauty. Now the daughter had it, but more so. Doris felt a strange burning deep in her crotch. Her breath quickened and she had an irresistible urge to touch the girl. Her hand rested lightly on the girl's arm after they had embraced.

"Well," Doris said, breaking the moment of silence, "how about a drink, Ted."

"Sounds great. What ever you have will do."

"Oh, I've got some Scotch stashed away just in case you popped in," she replied, chuckling and winking at her brother.

"If you have some wine, I'd like a glass," Trish said softly.

Doris looked at her then to Ted. He nodded.

"She can handle it," he assured Doris.

"I think we can find you a glass of wine," Doris replied. "Now have a seat and I'll be right back with the drinks. Coke, Pete?"

"Huh? Uh... yeah." He had been in a trance. His eyes had been glued on Trish. Doris' words had jerked him back to his senses momentarily.

"I'll give you a hand," Ted insisted, following her into the kitchen.

He followed her to the cabinet and stopped behind her.

"How have you been?" she asked, reaching up and taking down two bottles.

"Good. How about you?"

"Just fine. You never write or call and I never know how to get in contact with you," she chided.

She turned to look at him and found him only inches behind her. There was a long moment of eye contact. Doris felt her stomach chum and her pussy suddenly was very wet and very hot. His hand slid around her waist and pulled her body to his. His mouth closed over hers and his hard tongue plunged between her lips.

Doris was taken by surprise for a second and then she held back, afraid that Pete might walk in on them. His tongue probed and explored her mouth. His hands stroked her back and slid down over her ass, pulling her crotch tightly against his. Her resistance melted. She could feel the hard outline of his cock pressing against her belly. Her breathing turned to panting as her arms circled his neck. Her tongue slithered into his mouth and probed. She ground her pussy against him, hungrily.

They stood kissing passionately for several seconds, bodies grinding against each other. Her cunt began to boil. Her panties were soaked at the crotch. She felt the last of her resistance fade. She knew that if they continued she would fuck him right there, regardless of their two offspring in the next room.

He pulled back from her and held her at arm's length and looked into her eyes. He had that funny smile of his on his lips. Her eyes were begging him to fuck her.

"You are as horny as I am," he said finally.

"Yes!" Her reply was almost a hiss. "More like hungry for you!"

His fingers danced over her belly and pushed her dress between her thighs. His strong fingers rubbed her pussy through the two layers of cloth. Doris whimpered and felt her knees buckle. She embraced him to keep from collapsing. His fingers stroked and probed her wet slit, rubbing her clit. She lost all control. Her eyes dropped and her mouth sagged. Pleasure rumbled through her body. Closer and closer his fingers drew her to a climax. Her legs opened, knees bent, her ass pressed against the counter top to support her weight. "Oh, Ted! Oh!" she asked.

Her body jerked to and ho in rhythm with his hand. She began to tremble and then the heat and passion exploded and she shook from head to toe as she came. Her fingers were digging into his arms. Her knees locked and she bit her lower lip as pleasure consumed her whole body. Slowly, her orgasm ebbed and she opened her eyes. He was still smiling. She collapsed against him, panting.

"That was so good!" she gasped.

"It will be better and better, later," he replied, his hands gently stroking her back.

A movement over his shoulder caught Doris' eye. Trish stood in the doorway. Doris stiffened. Ted saw the look flash across her face and felt her body stiffen. He looked over his shoulder and then smiled.

"I was wondering if you two had gotten lost," Trish said huskily.

"No. Just refreshing old acquaintances," Ted replied. "We'll be in in a minute."

"Okay." There was a strange smile on her lips as she turned and disappeared.

"I wonder how long she had been standing there?" The concern was showing on Doris' face.

"It doesn't matter," he assured her.

She looked at him, quizzically for a moment then her face relaxed as she realized what he was saying.

"You mean..."

"Yes. She knows all about you and I and our affair," Ted replied.

"Why?"

"Trish and I are very close."

His expression and the way he said it told Doris a great deal. He was sleeping with his daughter.

She looked at him for a moment and then broke into a soft laugh.

"What's so funny?" He was grinning sheepishly, a little confused.

"Oh, it's not really funny. But then in a way, it is," she teased. "You're sleeping with your daughter and I'm sleeping with my son."

"I believe this is going to be a very interesting visit," he added with a chuckle.

She looked up into his face and licked her lips, seductively. Her hand dropped to his crotch and curled around his cock.

"And a nice one, too," she whispered.

CHAPTER TEN

Doris and Ted returned to the living room, carrying the drinks. Doris had substituted wine, for Pete's Coke. He looked at her but said nothing. Ted dropped onto the sofa next to Trish. Doris settled into her chair and sipped her drink, watching the father and daughter over the rim of the glass.

Her mind conjured up pictures of Ted and his daughter in bed and she found each fantasy exciting. Her pussy was hot and wet after the climax that Ted had brought her to. She found herself looking from the man to the girl. Her eyes were drawn to her. She had an aura of sex about her that would have been noticeable in a roomful of females. Doris found her body tingling and her pussy pulsing every time she looked at the girl. It was a new feeling.

Pete was spellbound by the girl. He sat very still and very quiet, his eyes fixed on her. She was aware of him, but it did not make her uncomfortable. Occasionally, she would look him in the eye and smile. Doris could see him squirm in the chair. She smiled to herself.

Talk was nostalgic and general. The two teenagers said little, letting Ted and Doris carry the conversation. The Scotch was warming Doris and she was feeling soft and relaxed. She and Ted kept up a continual eye contact. Each time he stared into her eyes, her pussy would twitch and she could feel the hunger growing.

"I hate to be a drag but I am tired from the trip and would like to take a quick shower and go to bed, if you don't mind," Trish said.

"Of course, I understand. I thought that since there are only three bedrooms, that you could sleep with me," Doris suggested. "Your father can sleep in the guest room."

"That's fine. Which one is it?"

"Come along and I'll show you," Doris replied. The girl picked up her overnight case and followed Doris through the hall and into the bedroom.

"The bath is just across the hall and there are fresh towels out for you," Doris said.

"Thank you, Doris. Everything is fine. I'm sorry to flake out on you like this," she replied. She was stripping her clothes off.

A rush ran through Doris when the girl dropped her halter and exposed her young firm breasts. The small nipples were dark and erect. Doris felt her mouth water with desire to taste them. The jeans dropped and the girl stepped out of them, clad in filmy bikini panties.

"Make yourself at home. I'll try not to wake you when I come to bed." She leaned over and kissed the girl's cheek. Her hand brushed a firm tit as she touched the girl's arm. Doris felt her knees buckle.

"Good night, Doris." That strange, sexy smile was on her ups again.

"Good night," Doris replied and stepped out of the room. She met Pete in the hall.

"I think I'll hit the sack, too," he mumbled.

She glanced at his crotch and his cock stood out in his jeans making a bulge.

"All right. See you in the morning," she replied. She kissed him on the lips, her tongue flicking between them for a second.

"Night," he rasped and turned into his room, closing the door behind him.

She found Ted sitting quietly on the sofa, finishing his drink. She stopped and looked down at him.

"Want another?" she asked.

"No. It might slow me down."

She smiled down at him and he reached up for her. His hands pulled her down onto the sofa beside him and his mouth came to hers. Tongues entwined and hands groped. His hand closed around her full tit and massaged it. Her hand stroked his thigh.

"God, I want you!" she whispered in his ear.

Her tongue flicked at his ear wetly. His probed at the side of her neck. His hand teased and massaged her tits until her nipples ached. She closed her hand round his hard cock, stroking it through his slacks.

"It's been so long since I tasted your cock," she groaned.

"And since I've eaten your pussy!"

She shivered with his words. His hand dropped to her legs and pushed the hem of her dress up over her full thighs. His blunt strong fingers stroked the smooth skin of her thighs in small circles, working closer and closer to her pussy. When he finally touched the nylon of her panties, she gasped and her thighs jerked open. His hand dipped between them and danced over the wet nylon crotch.

"Mmmm," she hummed into his ear.

His fingers teased her clit through the thin cloth and then slid up the front to the waistband and pushed under.

"Oh, yes!" she groaned softly.

His fingers combed through the curly hair and pushed down between her thighs, parting the wet lips of her pussy. A finger plunged into the steaming hole hidden there and stroked the walls of her cunt. Doris gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure and fumbled with his zipper. It finally came open and her slim fingers slipped inside.

His stiff cock filled her hand as she pulled it out. It felt hot enough to bum her palm. She stroked it slowly, moving from the hair at the base to the bulbous head. His finger was fucking in and out of her, driving her cunt and clit crazy.

"The bed! God, the bed!" she mumbled.

Doris pulled away from him reluctantly and rose, taking his hand. Ted got to his fret and followed her, his cock sticking out of his slacks, bouncing as he walked.

Doris all but dragged him into the guestroom. Closing the door, she turned to him and began to rip her dress off. In seconds she was naked. She began stripping his clothing off. Almost as quickly, she had stripped him.

"Lay down. I want to eat that cork!" she insisted.

He dropped to the bed and lay back. His huge cock pointed to the ceiling, the dark purple head gleaming in the dim light. Doris licked her lips and knelt between his legs.

Her fingers circled the base of his pulsing shaft and held it for a moment as she looked at it, only inches from her face. He looked down at her and smiled. Doris flicked her tongue across the satin smooth cock-head. He flinched and sighed.

A pearly drop of fluid oozed from the tiny slit and she lapped it up, savoring the tart flavor. Her lips parted and she sucked lightly on his cock, her tongue dancing wet over it. His hand dropped to her head and rested on it. Her mouth opened wider and the entire head slid inside. Wet heat engulfed his cock-head. Her tongue lashed at it greedily. Her other hand slipped under the hairy bag between his thighs and cupped his balls. She massaged them gently.

"That's it! Suck it!" Ted hissed.

The words drove her deeper into her lust for his cock. Her mouth dropped down over it, taking over half of it before the head bumped the back of her throat. Her tongue squeezed the underside, her throat squeezing around the head. Her head bobbed over his cock, her mouth making soft noises as she sucked. Soon his hips began to lift with each motion of her head. Her nostrils flared and her breath whistled through them as she realized that he was close to coming.

Her hand left his balls and dropped, her finger probing his asshole. He groaned and arched upward. Her finger pressed through the ring of muscle and slipped inside him. The puckered hole clamped at her finger. She rammed it to the knuckle and probed the inside with her fingertip. From the jerk of his body, she knew when she had found her target. She massaged the soft bulge inside his asshole and sucked harder on his cock.

"AH! AH! UH! UH! COMING!" he groaned.

His cock seemed to swell even larger in her mouth. It trembled and then began to jerk. She pulled her head back until only the cock-head was trapped within her lips. The bulge under her fingertip convulsed and she waited eagerly. The first gush of his hot thick cum splashed into her mouth, filling it, then dribbling from the corners.

Doris swallowed quickly, gulping down the thick fluid hungrily. A second and then a third spurt filled her mouth again and again. The taste and the feel of the cum filling her mouth and then sliding down her throat made her pussy clench and shudder. Her clit tingled and she felt herself crashing into a climax. She groaned around his spraying cock and lost herself in the waves of pleasure that washed through her body.

His cock stopped coming and lay half-limp in her mouth, pulsing. She held it for several seconds, savoring the feel and taste of the male flesh. Reluctantly, Doris let it slide wetly out of her mouth and then licked the last drops of his cum from the shaft and his balls.

"My turn," he said as she stood up.

She smiled down at him, her pussy building up its heat anew with the thought of his tongue on her pussy. She crawled over him, straddling his body and working her way up until her bushy cunt was directly above his face, only inches from his mouth. His hands gripped her full ass and pulled her cunt down to him. She saw his mouth open and his strong flat tongue darted out to meet her slippery pussy. She watched, fascinated as her pussy and his tongue met. A shiver shot through her as he flicked it across the fleshy lips.

Doris rocked back on her knees, settling her thighs around his head, her pussy rubbing back over his face. His tongue stabbed into her cunt, almost as deep as Pete's cock could plunge. He rotated it, scooping her slippery juices from it and into his open mouth. He tongue-fucked her, driving her passion higher. She wheezed with each breath, her hips jerking, her breasts swaying with her movement.

"EAT IT! EAT IT! OH, FUCK! GOOD!" she was totally lost in the sensations that his tongue was stirring up.

He lifted her and pushed her forward slightly. For a moment she was at a loss as to what he was doing. Then she felt his tongue push against her asshole and she gasped. She tried to pull away but he held her as his tongue pushed harder and finally penetrated the tight hole. Blinding flashes of pleasure shot through her body and head. She jerked and bounced over him.

His tongue left her asshole and sliced between the lips of her cunt. Reaching the top of the slit, he sucked her clit between his lips and lashed softly with his tongue. Sensations like jolts of electricity shot through her. She moaned and grunted. She pressed her hips downward, trying to push her slit deeper into his mouth. His teeth scraped it gently and his tongue lashed back and forth over it. Her ass jerked and she thrashed. Closer and closer it came.

"AH! AH! All! AAAGGGHHH!"

His tongue lapped and scooped the gushing juices from her cunt. She came again and again as his tongue worked in her mushy cunt. Finally, she fell off him and lay shaking, her breasts heaving.

Ted rolled her onto her back and she opened her eyes in time to see him poised over her. The dark head of his hard cock touched the lips of her cunt. She flinched. For long seconds, he hesitated, the head just touching her. Then he eased forward and she felt the emptiness of her cunt begin to fill. She moaned and clawed at his arms, urging him forward. Slowly, his cock slid into her, deeper and deeper until she thought she could take no more. Yet more came, and she took it. He stopped, his hairy balls resting on her upturned ass, his belly against hers. The hair around his cock mingled with her pussy hair.

For long seconds he kept perfectly still. The only motion in her cunt was his pulsing cock. Her legs wrapped around his ass and she pulled his head down to hers. Their mouths met and tongues probed. They pulled apart, gasping.

"FUCK ME! PLEASE, FUCK ME, TED! HARD! HARD!" she begged, her voice hoarse.

His hips pulled back, sliding his cock almost out of her and he suddenly slammed downward. His cock moved into her wet soft cunt, his balls bouncing against her ass. Before she could recover, he had pulled back and slammed info her again.

Her feet spurred his ass as her hips lifted to meet each thrust. His cock pistoned in and out of her faster and faster. She clawed at his back and began to shake. She was coming and she abandoned herself to it.

Doris heard him begin to grunt and felt his cock swell inside her. She rammed her hips upward and met his thrust and waited. He stopped and shook. His cock jerked and then she felt the searing wet heat of his cum as it filled her cunt and overflowed onto her ass. Spurt after spurt splashed into her.

The two of them lay rigid, soaking in the peak of their comes. Ted finally, collapsed onto her and she relaxed. They lay gasping, Ted's cock pulsing in her drenched cunt.

"It was even better than it use to be," Doris rasped, finding her voice.

"Much better!" he rasped.

They lay cuddled together until Doris began to drop off to sleep. She pushed gently on Ted. He was already asleep. She pulled him off and rose. She looked down at his sleeping body and smiled. She gathered her dress and panties off the chair and opened the door quietly. She paused in the hall and listened. It was quiet. She tiptoed across the hall and into her bedroom. She could see Trish's vague form in the bed. She dropped her clothes and slipped quietly in next to her. She lay on her back looking through the darkness toward the ceiling and relived the past hour. She smiled to herself.

Her eyelids were beginning to close and she was about to fall asleep when a hand touched her hip and slid over it and dipped into her slippery cunt. Her body stiffened and she was suddenly very awake.

"Is he still as good as he was?" Trish whispered.

"Better," Doris replied before she could think.

"Hmmmm," the girl hummed.

Her hand was still in Doris' pussy, moving slowly, stirring the wet slick lips. The other hand touched Doris' arm and slid down it to the hand. It pulled her hand toward her and between the girl's thighs. Doris felt the firm lips of the girl's pussy and the wet slipperiness. The girl ground her hips against Doris' hand. The warm juices from her young pussy coated her hand quickly.

Doris felt the fires of passion kindle. She had never made it with another female but she was willing to try it once, at least. The fact that the girl was her brother's daughter just added spice to the idea.

Trish shifted and Doris felt her mouth close around her nipple. Shivers shot through her. Her pussy was making wet sounds under the girl's hand.

"Your pussy is so juicy and hot," the girl whispered.

"So is yours."

"Yours is juicier. It still has Daddy's cum in it, doesn't it?" Her whispers were husky with passion.

"Uh-huh," Doris purred. The slim fingers were doing a good job on her.

"Mmmm. Sounds delicious!"

Doris shivered, more from the words than the fingers. She felt the bed shift and the young pussy pulled away from her fingers. Bare skin brushed her thigh and then hands pushed her thighs apart. Hot breath played over her thighs. She groaned and reached toward her crotch. Her fingers met the girl's dark hair. Soft lips kissed her thighs and then crept up toward her pussy.

"Oh, God!" Doris sighed hoarsely.

"Smells delicious!"

A small wet tongue flicked through the damp pussy hair at her crotch and then slithered downward toward her slit. Doris found her whole body rigid and awaiting the contact with her cunt. Slowly, closer and closer it came. She trembled and strained her hips upward. Hands pushed her thighs out and up, her knees bending. The tongue pushed into her gaping cunt and Doris jerked. Sensation rumbled through her. Trish's tongue probed into the slippery hole, her mouth sucking at the juices.

"Tastes so good!" came the rasping whisper.

"Oooo! Eat it!" Doris moaned.

The girl licked and sucked at Doris' pussy, driving her frantic. Doris pushed and jerked, wanting the small hot tongue to lick her cunt forever. Fires of new and strange passion roared through her. Her hands pulled at the girl's shoulders.

"Give... give me your pussy!" Doris gasped.

The bed shook as the girl twisted and shifted her body around. Her mouth never left Doris' cunt. Her knees dropped on either side of Doris' head and Doris pulled at her firm young asscheeks. The girl's pussy came down to her face and Doris thrust her tongue out and licked the firm pouting lips. Soft hairs met it. She pushed it into the hot damp crevice and the taste of pussy and cum flooded her mouth.

Doris paused. She was sure that she could taste cum mixed with the girl's own juices. Trish was sucking greedily at her cunt and it was difficult to think with the flood of pleasure that was washing through the woman. Trish's mouth pulled back suddenly.

"That's cum you're tasting," Trish whispered, as if she had read Doris' mind. "I visited Pete while you were fucking Daddy."

The words stunned Doris for a moment then she regained her senses. The thought of sucking her son's cum out of another pussy sent shivers of passion through her. She pulled the pussy back to her mouth and sucked noisily at it.

The girl returned to Doris' pussy and sucked greedily. Doris felt her climax rushing in on her. She licked the tender young cunt, savoring every drop of juice. The little button of flesh at the top of the split was hard and erect. She sucked it between her lips and teased it with her tongue.

Trish's hips jerked with the contact of the woman's tongue and she moaned into Doris' cunt. Her own tongue sought out Doris' clit and licked and sucked it. Both sucked and licked passionately. Their lust soared higher and higher. Hips thrust and bounced. Juices flowed.

"MMMMMPPPHH!" Trish groaned into the woman's cunt.

Doris tasted the fresh flood of juices that oozed from the tender slit as the girl shivered and jerked into a climax. Doris felt herself being driven higher and higher. She thrashed and sucked. Her cunt quivered and her clit vibrated under the girl's tongue. She arched her back, lifting her hips and rammed her tongue into the young cunt. Her own orgasm came, flooding Trish's sucking, lapping mouth.

Again and again the two females licked and sucked each other to another climax. Both became lost in a blinding, crazed lust for more and more pleasure.

Finally, exhausted, they pulled apart and lay panting. Doris caressed the girl's thigh as she regained her breath.

"That was fantastic!" she gasped.

"Mmmmmm," the girl purred.

"I've never done that before but I'll do it again," Doris confessed.

"I hope so," Trish rasped.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The next morning was filled with tension. Doris watched as everyone pretended that nothing had happened the night before. She played the game, too, but was uncomfortable in it.

After lunch, she lay down across her bed and took a nap. She slept for an hour, more or less and woke up a little groggy. She lay there for several minutes, listening. The house was quiet. She slid off the bed and stepped into the hall. The doors to the other bedrooms were closed. She paused. There were muffled sounds coming from Pete's room.

She stepped to the door and listened. Pete's voice came through faintly. He was groaning. She knew the sound. A flash of heat ran through her as she tried to imagine what was causing him to groan. She was sure that it was Trish. Her hand dropped to the knob and turned it slowly. She winced with the soft click and paused. The sounds continued. She pushed the door open slightly and peeked through the crack.

Trish and Pete were naked. Pete was on his back on the bed and Trish knelt between his legs. Her head bobbed over his crotch. Doris felt her pussy twitch and her nipples tingled. She watched for a moment or two then pushed the door open and stepped inside. Pete heard her and opened his eyes. They widened and he stared at her, frozen, Trish merely smiled around his cock and continued sucking.

Without a word, Doris stripped off her clothes and walked to the bed. She looked down at the two, her hands pulled the fleshy lips of her cunt open, her finger stroking the wet slit as she smiled at them. Pete recovered from his surprise and relaxed.

"Can I join the party?" Doris asked.

"Mmmph," Trish mumbled, nodding her head.

"Yes!" Pete exclaimed.

His hand came up and slipped between her thighs. His finger plunged into her slippery hole and fucked in and out of it.

"I've got a better idea," Doris said, pushing his hand away.

She scrambled onto the bed and straddled Pete's head, her body facing Trish. She lowered her dripping pussy to his mouth.

"Mmmmm!" she heard him sigh as she settled her cunt onto his face.

His tongue plunged into her cunt and stabbed as deep as he could get it. His hands clutched her thighs, holding her tightly. She looked down at Trish's body and wished she could reach the girl's pussy.

Pete pushed her back an inch or two and found her clit. Doris dropped her head back and bit her lips. His mouth was sending slow waves of pleasure through her as he licked and sucked her love button. Her hips moved gently to and fro in rhythm with his tongue. Her fingers found his hard chest and small nipples. They were hard. She plucked at them and pinched.

His hips were lifting with each bob of Trish's head and his tongue worked faster and faster on his mother's clit. Doris sensed that he was about to come. Her own climax rushed up from deep within and she began to tremble.

"Mmmmm!" he moaned into her cunt.

Trish stopped and Doris could see her throat working as she began to swallow the boy's thick cum.

Doris jerked and ground her cunt against his mouth. She shook and froze. Her thighs trembled and she fell over the edge and plunged into her climax, pleasure racking her straining body.

As the final waves ebbed away, she saw Trish lift her head from his crotch, her mouth shiny with his cum. Doris reached for her and pulled her face to hers. She licked the slippery fluid from the girl's mouth and then plunged her tongue between her lips. The girl's hot breath raked across her cheek through flared nostrils.

Trish was shaking with passion. Doris slipped her hand down between the girl's thighs and found her pussy dripping with hot juices. She raised her own pussy from Pete's gasping face and pushed the girl onto her back. Doris dropped immediately between the full thighs and buried her head in the girl's crotch. Tart pussy juice met her tongue. She lapped it up hungrily and plunged her tongue into the tight pussy, seeking more.

"So this is where the party is!" Ted's voice boomed from the door.

Doris lifted her head and smiled at her brother. He was naked and his huge cock stood straight and hard, the head dark and round.

"Join us!" she called, turning back to the girl's pussy and lapping at it.

"Oh, Daddy! Give me your cock!" Trish whimpered.

Ted crossed to the bed and stopped at the edge. His cock waved slowly, inches from his daughter's face. Her small slim fingers circled it and pulled it to her mouth. The large dark head disappeared between the open, stretched lips. Doris watched the girl swallow nearly half of her father's cock. Her own mouth was sucking the girl's clit, lashing her tongue back and forth over the button.

"Suck it! SUCK DADDY'S COCK!" Ted crooned.

His hand gripped her head and pulled it to his cock, pushing it deep into her mouth. Her fingers cupped his hairy balls and squeezed gently.

Doris glanced at Pete. He stared in amazement at the scene, his eyes wide and his mouth open. His cock stood tall and hard. Doris felt a flash of heat as she saw the rod of flesh.

"Put your cock in my ass!" she cried, lifting her mouth from Trish's cunt for a second.

For a moment, Pete gazed at her and then at her upturned ass. The idea finally struck him and his face clouded with lust. She saw him scramble to his knees and then disappear behind her. His hands gripped her ass and she felt the blunt head of his cock touch her puckered asshole. She wiggled encouragement to him. His cock dipped between the lips of her drippy cunt, wetting the head and then rose back to the tight hole. He pressed forward and she felt the ring of muscle resist for a moment and then his cock penetrated.

Heat shot up Doris' backbone and she groaned into Trish's pussy. Pete's cock slid slowly into the tight asshole, deeper and deeper. Doris trembled and gurgled with pain and passion. His belly pressed against her ass and she knew he was to the hilt. The pain gave way to pleasure and she pressed back against him.

"FUCK IT!" she cried over her shoulder.

Pete began to plunge his cock in and out of her. The hole relaxed a little but it was still a tight fit. Doris could hear him grunting and moaning with each thrust. Doris sucked Trish to a shaking climax and lapped the girl's juices into her mouth.

Trish was sucking noisily on Ted's cock. As her climax ran rampant through her young body, she lost all control and sucked with an obsession. Ted was beginning to shake. His knees buckled.

"IT'S COMING! SUCK IT, BABY! DADDY'S COMING!" he cried.

Still lapping at the girl's cunt, Doris watched as Ted gripped his daughter's head and began to jerk from head to toe. The girl's throat worked as she tried to swallow. Rivulets of cum oozed from the corner of her mouth and trickled down her chin. Doris groaned and scrambled up the girl's body, pulling Pete with her. She lapped the cum from the girl's chin.

Pete slammed harder and harder into Doris' asshole. His belly slapped against her cheeks. She shivered and came. Her pussy and her asshole clenched. Pete cried out and rammed his cock to the hilt in the clutching hole. He trembled and moaned and Doris felt the searing heat of his cum as it burst into her asshole. She shook and thrashed.

Ted pushed Trish's head gently away from his cock and slipped it quickly into Doris' mouth. She tasted and felt a spurt of his cum as it splashed into her throat. She swallowed and gurgled.

Cum sprayed into her throat and her ass. She went crazy with lust. Her mind spun and she jerked and reeled in one climax after another. Suddenly, as pleasure racked her body, her mind went blank and she passed out, the two cocks still pumping into her.

When she came to, she lay on her back and the three sat around her. She awakened slowly, looking from one to the other. They smiled down at her.

"Damn! What happened?" she groaned.

"You passed out," Ted replied with a chuckle. "First time I ever did that!"

"First time you have ever gotten that carried away fucking," Ted assured her.

"It was good. Better than I have ever had before," she said.

"I told you yesterday that it would be better," Ted added.

"If it's going to be that good, I won't want you and Trish to leave!"

"I think we might talk Daddy into staying for awhile," Trish said with a smile, her hand stroking Doris' tit.

"I think you just might," Ted agreed.

"What do you think Pete?" Doris asked, looking at her son.

"Sounds like great fucking to me!" he replied. Doris reached out and circled his cock with one hand and Ted's with the other and smiled.

THE END

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