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Susan watched her son closely, seeing if she could detect an interest. She was pleased when his gaze went up and down Janice’s lovely body, lingering on her tight jeans. She glanced at the front of his pants, hoping to see his cock swelling. But he had turned away and walked into the house.
They followed, with Janice holding tightly to Susan’s hand. Inside the house, Susan realized her son had not left them out of embarrassment or dislike for Janice, but to get the girl a frosty soft drink.
“You two get acquainted,” she said. “I’m going to change my clothes.”
In her bedroom, Susan undressed and put on a pair of shorts and a skimpy halter. The shorts were a pair that she seldom wore, and then only when her son was gone. They were white and hung low on her hips. At each hip, there were crisscrossed straps, exposing a good two inches of flesh. They were not designed to be worn without panties and she left her panties off. When she looked in the mirror at herself, she saw her dark cunt hair curling from the high, tight legs of the shorts. With a wicked giggle, she went back to the living room, where she found Janice and her son holding a conversation. They seemed to have taken to one another immediately.
When Stevie saw his mother in the shorts, his eyes went wide. Susan knew he was looking at her curling pussy hair, and she arched her hips out a bit, in a not-so-subtle way to let him know she didn’t mind. As he stared at his mother, Janice slipped her hand into his.
Stevie looked at Janice, his eyes showing puzzlement. Then he looked back at his mother again. Susan smiled at her son, then turned around. The two kids gazed at her tightly encased ass, seeing the arousing curves of her round ass cheeks provocatively exposed under the highs tight legs of her shorts.
Stevie was not certain what was happening; he had never seen his mother this way before. But his cock was getting hard. He looked at his mother and felt Janice squeezing his hand. Janice seemed to be glowing, her eyes misty with sexual desire.
Some music was playing on the stereo, and Susan writhed the cheeks of her ass and ground her hips to its rhythm, knowing her son and Janice were watching. She glanced over her shoulder at Stevie, seeing if he was ashamed, or if there was interest in his eyes. She saw interest, and a peek at the front of his pants was all it took to show her his cock was very hard.
But Susan also knew that Stevie wasn’t going to do anything with Janice as long as she was there. Turning to face the teenagers again, she arched her tits and hips forward.
“I’m going to take along shower,” she said, her eyes gleaming meaningfully. “You two get to know each other better.”
Stevie and Janice both gazed at Susan’s swaying ass as she left the room. As soon as she was gone, Janice squeezed Stevie’s hand tighter, looking up into his face shyly.
“What would you like to do?” she asked, her voice very soft.
“I don’t know,” he replied, seriously. “What would you like to do?”
A shiver went through Janice as he returned the pressure in her hand. She glanced down and saw the outline of his cock. As if by accident, she let the back of her hand brush against his hard cock. She felt his prick, then pulled her hand away, giving him a shy yet knowing smile. “Want to play with my tits?”
Stevie almost came in his pants.
Janice didn’t wait for him to answer. She took his hand and pulled it up, placing it on her springy tit. When she was awe he would leave his hand on her tit, she dropped hers back to his lap. When she curled her hand about his cock, Stevie again almost came.
“You don’t have to be afraid, Stevie,” she murmured, stroking his prick. “I like playing this way.”
Any concern that his mother might catch them vanished from his mind. He was so excited at feeling Janice’s small tit and having her hand rubbing his throbbing cock, he forgot everything except this sexy girl with him.
Janice opened his pants and pulled his cock free. She gazed down at his prick, her fingers wrapping about his cockshaft and stroking up and down. She loved the hard throbbing of his prick — the way his prickhead was so swollen, his pisshole flaring and dripping with pre cum. She ran her thumb over the sensitive head of his cock, wiping away the sticky fuck juice. Then she held his cock tight in her hot little fist, beating up and down on it.
“You gotta feel me up, too!” she hissed in an excited voice. “Come on and feel me up!”
Janice had to open her own jeans for him. Stevie was overcame by what was happening to him, and although he was wiggling around with erotic pleasure, he wasn’t sure what to do. His magazines didn’t tell him what to do. When Janice had her jeans open and down to her knees, he stared at her tight, bikini panties. She pulled the waistband of her panties up and slipped his hand underneath. As he felt her moist, steamy cunt, his cock lurched in her fist.
“Oooo, don’t come!” Janice squealed. “I don’t want you to come yet!”
Stevie looked on in amazement as Janice stripped her jeans all the way off, then her panties. Finally, she removed her blouse, and stood naked in front of him. Janice looked at his prick standing up from his pants and hissed: “Take your pants off! Hurry! I want to see you naked, too!”
Stevie ripped and tore at his clothing and became naked with her. Janice grabbed his cock with one hand and his balls with the other. She was breathing hard and fast as her cunt bubbled and twitched. He wasn’t like the boys she knew; Stevie would fuck her!
Climbing onto the couch, Janice spread her legs very wide. One foot rested on the floor, the other up on the cushions, her cunt fully exposed to the excited boy.
“Don’t you want to put your cock in my cunt?” she asked when she saw that he wasn’t sure what to do.
“Yeah,” he grunted, his cock almost ready to shoot as he looked at her. She looked just like the girls in his magazines, only she was just a kid like him — not a grown woman.
“Then do it! Come on! Stick your prick in me!” Janice pleaded in a hot voice, her hips writhing. “Put your cock inside my twat and fuck me!”
Janice had to show Stevie how to get between her legs, and then she had to take his cock in her hand and bring it to her boiling cunt. She made a hissing sound as the head of his swollen prick slipped into her tight, wet cunt. She felt his cock stretch her pussy nicely, then she grabbed his naked ass and pulled him close. His cock went deep into her pussy, and she made a sighing sound of delight. She held him there for a long moment, thrilling to the way his cock stuffed her tight pussy. Then she began to wiggle.
“Move up and down,” she said urgently. “You’re supposed to fuck your cock in and out of my cunt.”
Stevie began to move, and Janice squealed softly as the friction sent her into high excitement. She lifted her feet into the air, then closed her hot thighs about his hips and locked her heels over his now thrusting ass. She grabbed his head with her hands and shot her tongue into his mouth, her hips churning. She could feel his cock moving — feel the hardness of his prick going deep into her cunt, then almost all the way out, only to ram back in her fuckhole again. She was wailing with ecstasy as he plunged his cock in and out of her gripping cunt, gasping and writhing beneath him.
“Ooooo, so good!” she whimpered as she banged her cunt up and down. “Golly, your prick’s so hard in me, Stevie! Fuck me! I love your cock — love it so much!”
She felt his balls slapping against her upturned ass, and she slipped one of her hands down his back and between his legs. She grasped his balls tightly, twisting and pulling at them as he fucked her faster and faster. His arms hugged her, and she loved the way his chest felt up on the hard nipples of her tits. She was shivering and shaking as the ecstasy grew and swelled inside her. Every nerve in her body seemed to lead to her pussy now. Her cunt was tingling and burning so much, she thought it was about to melt.
The sound Stevie made as he thrust his cock wildly into her gripping cunt was exciting to her, and she held his bouncing ass locked tightly with her heels and her hand.
Every lump and groove of his cock was felt by her sensitive cunt and she thought for sure the head of his cock would split her pussy! Anticipating the feeling of his jism spurting into her cunt, she moved her ass about in a frenzy of pleasure.
“Ohhh, I think I’m gonna come,” Janice wailed. “Oooo, yes I am! I’m gonna come, Stevie.”
“Me too!” he panted, driving his prick faster into her cunt.
“Come in my cunt!” Janice screamed. “Oh, fuck me! Come in my pussy! Come in me… hurry!”
Janice groaned as her pussy convulsed. Her cunt began to contract powerfully around Stevie’s prick so tightly he couldn’t fuck in and out. Her pussy squeezed his cock rhythmically, and she clutched at his ass with both hands desperately now, afraid he would try to jerk his cock out of her cunt before he came.
But Stevie would not have taken his cock from Janice’s boiling cunt for anything at this moment. His balls drew up tightly, and then he shoved his cock as deep as he could into her clinging cunt. His prick spurted jizz, and when she felt his cum filling her cunt, she went into a second, more powerful orgasm. She twisted her small ass about in a furious grinding motion, squealing in a loud voice. She began to shudder in a violent way, so great was her ecstasy.
In the bathroom down the hall with the door open, Susan listened to the two teenagers. She was sprawled in the tub, her cunt boiling as she pictured her son and Janice fucking. She could see his cock penetrating the cute pussy she had so recently licked and sucked off, and that made her erotic fantasy even better. Knowing that her son was fucking a cunt she had licked was creating a series of marvelous orgasms in her pussy as she rubbed at her clit.
She pulled the plug and let the water drain, and when the level was down, she scooted to the end of the tub and lifted her feet high onto the wall. With the faucet directly above her hairy cunt, she turned the water on. The splashing of the water against and into her cunt made her orgasms even better, and she gripped her tits hard as she kept coming.
“Fuck her, Stevie!” she whispered. “Oh, God, fuck her sweet little cunt! Ooo, fuck that pretty pussy, Stevie! Come in her tight, hot cunt!”
Susan slumped in the tub, exhausted by the many orgasms she had induced with her fingers and the water. Although tired, her mind was racing with erotic ideas. As she stepped out and began to dry her tall, slender body, the door opened further, and Janice slipped in.
The girl was still naked, and the expression on her sweet, innocent-looking face expressed the pleasure she had just experienced.
“He fucked me!” Janice said. “Your son fucked me, Susan!”
Susan dropped the towel, giving the little girl a huge smile. “I hoped he would,” she said. “I listened and got so hot, I want to lick your cunt again, baby.”
Eagerly, Janice sat on the toilet, spreading her slim legs wide. Susan dropped to her knees at caressed her smooth thighs. She saw her son’s jism glistening on the girl’s smooth cuntlips, and she licked at the girl’s pussy hungrily.
“He came in your pussy, didn’t he?”
“Ooo, yes!” Janice squealed, rubbing at her small tits. “He shot his wad in my cunt!”
Quickly Susan shoved her mouth to Janice’s cunt and kissed it. She tasted her son’s jism there, and with her mind reeling, she shoved her tongue into the wet fuckhole and began to tonguefuck the girl furiously, lapping and licking at her son’s fuck cream. She shot her tongue deeply into the teenager’s tight cunt, holding her about the hips.
Susan was pleased when she felt Janice reaching down to play with her large, spongy tits. She loved the way the girl pulled and twisted her sensitive nipples, and her lips and tongue sucked and licked her cunt even more furiously.
“I think I’ll come again!” Janice whimpered, arching her cunt against Susan’s sucking mouth. “Ooo, I love to come! Oh, your tongue feels like Stevie’s cock in my pussy!”
Susan’s heart beat faster when she heard the girl talk about Stevie to her. Her tongue fluttered deep into Janice’s cunt, her lips closing tightly about her pussy. She felt the youngster’s cunt gripping her tongue again, and then the convulsions started.
When Susan pulled her face from Janice’s, sweet crotch, it was smeared with cunt juice for the second time that day. The young girl leaned down and ran her tongue over Susan’s sweet lips then said excitedly: “I want to visit here every day.”
Susan stood up, and Janice looked at the beauty of her naked body. She was thrilled with her thick mass of cunt hair, and she reached out and played with it. She grasped the woman’s cunt and worked a finger into her fuckhole.
Susan wiggled her ass and shoved her pussy forward. She was coming again. Janice worked her finger in and out of the woman’s pussy until she came, and then she looked up with gleaming eyes.
“I like your cunt, Susan,” she said. “Your cunt is so hairy and wet! Maybe you’ll let me kiss your pussy when I come see you tomorrow.”
It was a strange request, Susan thought especially since she had been kissing and licking the girl’s cute pussy most of the day. And her son had just fucked her little cunt.
“I’ll drive you home,” she said, getting back into her halter and shorts. “Do you live far from here?”
“Only a few blocks,” Janice said, and walked from the bathroom, pretty little ass jiggling.
When Susan entered the living room, her son was fully dressed, as was Janice. She was eased at the expression on Stevie’s face. He seemed afraid to look at his mother, and he was blushing.
“I’m going to drive Janice home,” she said to him. Then she did something she had not done in over a year. She leaned down and kissed him on his mouth. “Don’t go anywhere, darling; I’ll be back in a jiffy.”
CHAPTER THREE
Susan was amused at herself.
She had left the house wearing her revealing shorts for the first time since buying them. Somehow, it no longer mattered — it even excited her. It was still early — slightly before six in the evening. The sun was still high and would not set for almost two hours.
Janice scooted close to Susan, placing a warm hand on her thigh, her fingers teasing about the tight crotch of her shorts. Susan felt a constant tingling between her legs, her pussy pulsating hotly. Now and then, she would caress Janice and the lovely young girl would kiss her bare arm and shoulder. Susan noticed she didn’t look very happy about being taken home.
“I’d rather stay with you,” Janice said. “Daddy is usually gone, and I get so lonely by myself.”
“I’m sure he loves you, baby,” Susan said. “Maybe he just doesn’t realize. Perhaps he is wrapped up in problems of his own.”
Susan had a mental picture of a man ignoring his young daughter, pursuing his own interests, letting her raise herself. She thought maybe Janice’s father was involved with a woman — or women — and neglected Janice. Surely, if he cared for the girl, he would try to spend more time with her.
But none of this was any of her business. Just before she pulled up to Janice’s house, she told the girl she could come visit say time she wanted. “I don’t have a job, Janice,” she said, “and I’m home most of the time.”
“Would Stevie be there?” Janice asked.
“I’m sure he would… now.”
Janice giggled wickedly. “It sure didn’t take long to make him fuck me!”
Susan laughed with her. “I knew my son was horny.”
Susan stopped at the curb, and Janice pointed to the car in the drive. “Daddy’s home,” she said, her voice lifting a bit with pleasure. “Come meet him. Please!”
“Like this?” Susan asked, meaning her shorts. “I’d be embarrassed.”
“He’d like you,” Janice pleaded. “Daddy likes pretty girls, and you’re the prettiest I’ve ever seen. Please, come meet him, Susan.”
Reluctantly, Susan climbed from the car and followed Janice’s sweet ass up the walk. Again, she was reminded of how pretty her ass was. The girl’s jeans were very tight, and her succulent ass cheeks jiggled as she walked. Susan felt a strong desire to touch the girl’s ass — her hands itched for it. There was a burning twitch in and around her cunt as they entered the house.
“Daddy?” Janice called. “Daddy, come meet my friend.”
Susan saw a tall, attractive man come from the back of the house. She felt an immediate attraction to him, and as usual, she glanced at the front of his pants. He didn’t look like a man who chased cunt, she thought, but then what did a man who chased pussy look like?
“Daddy, this is Susan Morris,” Janice said, taking her father’s hand in hers. Susan saw the affection the little girl had for the man. “Susan, my daddy, Frank.”
“Hello, Susan,” Frank said, his eyes appraising her openly and unashamedly.
Susan held her hand out, feeling a flush creep over her cheeks. She was startled when he took her hand. She started to pull her hand away, but found he held it, his eyes now looking deeply into hers. Susan found that her already-twitching cunt had begun to ripple until she thought she would come, just holding his hand.
“I hope this little minx didn’t give you any trouble,” Frank said, his voice caressing her.
“Oh, no,” Susan said, trying to keep the quiver from her voice. “No trouble. Janice is a delightful child, Mr. Henderson.”
“Frank, please. Would you care for a cup of coffee?” he asked. “Or perhaps you’d like a drink?”
“Coffee, please,” she heard herself replying. “I don’t drink — not really.”
She looped her arm through his as he led her into a nicely furnished living room. She sat on a very comfortable couch, trying to keep her knees tightly together.
“Janice, would you be a sweetheart and make us some coffee, please?”
Frank said this without taking his eyes from Susan. Susan didn’t feel nervous, exactly. What she felt was an intense desire and this confused her. She had never felt like this meeting a man for the first time — not this strong, at least.
When Janice had left the room, Frank sat down next to Susan, and she could feel the heat of his thigh against hers. She could not take her eyes from his, and when he suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, she responded to his unexpected kiss.
