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Holding herself up with one arm, she reached behind her jerking ass and clutched his balls. She squeezed them as her cunt moved up and down his cock. She could feel his prick throbbing deep inside her pussy, and she was certain each groove and ridge of his hard-on was felt by her pussy lips. Her clitoris was still sliding against his prick, and it was burning like fire. She shuddered as the ecstasy rippled and flowed through her veins. Her tits swelled, and her nipples ached. Her nerve endings seemed to be screaming, and her mind was soaring so high, Peggy thought she would never come down. She didn’t want to come down. The bliss, the intensity of her ecstasy was so great she wanted to stay in the fluffy cloud of erotic pleasure for the rest of her entire life.
She felt her brother gripping her thighs, high up, his fingers in the curling hairs that covered the top of her cunt. She felt his cock thicken, felt the delicious throbs become stronger, and his balls flexed in her cradling hand.
“Ooooooh, Robert!” she wailed. “You’re gonna come! I can feel it! You’re gonna come… come in my cunt! Oh, yes, Robert! Come in me… squirt your come up my hot pussy! Give it to me, Robert! Please, give me your come juice!”
Robert grunted, and his fingers dug into her thighs. He arched up, thrusting his cock deep into his sister’s gripping cunt. Peggy felt his gush, and she squealed in delight, grinding her cunt down hard on him. She could feel his cock squirting in spasms, splashing that come juice deep into her pussy. Her naked little ass went wild, in a frenzy to make him keep coming. Then she let out a wail of pure ecstasy, her head up, neck muscles stretched. She slammed her cunt down hard, and then she came. The deep muscles of her cunt sucked on his still spurting cock, and she couldn’t stop her wails of ecstasy. Her body shook violently, then she slumped on top of her brother.
Peggy was vaguely aware of his hands caressing her back, along her hips and over the swell of her, succulent ass cheeks. Her cunt still throbbed, still holding his cock inside her.
She lifted up weakly, looked down into his face, and suddenly pressed her lips to his. Her wet tongue darted into his mouth quickly, then withdrew.
“Go!” she snapped suddenly, jerking from him and curling up knees to her tits and both hands over her face. “Go, Robert!”
She felt him get off she bed, then his footsteps told her she was alone. Once more remorse came over her, and Peggy became to sob softly.
CHAPTER THREE
Her light was still on when she woke up late the next morning. As soon as her eyes opened, Peggy recalled the night before with startling clarity. And immediately she felt like crying again.
She got out of bed. She searched for some clothing to wear, and found a pair of cut-off jeans with frayed edges. She pulled them on and found a large bandanna for her tits. The jeans had been cut off high enough so her creamy hips were exposed, and the delicate curves of her ass cheeks could be seen. Peggy did not think of this as she went downstairs.
She wondered why her mother had not awakened her as she usually did each morning.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” her mother smiled, as Peggy entered the kitchen. “I thought you’d stay in bed all day.”
“You didn’t wake me up, Mother,” Peggy said, sitting down at the table.
“I thought you needed some rest, honey,” her mother said. “You’re acting strange lately.”
“I’m okay, Mother,” Peggy mumbled.
“Want some breakfast, baby?” Ann asked.
“I’m not hungry,” Peggy replied.
Ann came to her daughter and placed her hand on Peggy’s forehead. “Hmmmm, no fever,” she said softly. She cupped Peggy’s chin and held her face up. “I wish you’d tell me what’s bothering you, Peggy.”
Suddenly tears welled up in Peggy’s eyes. She clutched her mother about the hips, burying her face into her mother’s dress. She sobbed softly, holding desperately to her mother’s body. She felt her mother running her hand through her hair, and her arms tightened.
As she pressed her face against her mother, Peggy’s mind was flooded with what she had seen the night before. She could see it just as clearly as if it were happening again. Her mother’s dark-haired cunt, lifting, meeting her father’s enormous cock. The loudness of her sobs grew softer, and to her horror, Peggy found that her hands had dropped lower on her mother’s back. She tried to make her hands stop, but they had a will of their own. Shocked, she found her hands moving over her mother’s ass cheeks, feeling and caressing the beautiful swell of them. Her mother’s dress was very thin, and Peggy could not feel the lines of panties.
She felt her mother’s body shiver, and she also felt her mother’s stomach writhing against her face. Her mother held her head tightly against her body, and then Peggy became aware that her mother’s ass cheeks were flexing beneath her hands.
This can’t be happening, she told herself. But it was happening. She was feeling her mother’s ass through the thin dress, and her mother was letting her do it! Not only was she letting her do it, but she was flexing her ass cheeks as if she, too, was excited by being touched this way.
Peggy was aware, but only as if in a dream, that her head was being moved, positioned.
Her face was turned toward her mother, and then it was pressed downward. Peggy felt her mouth pressing against the dress, and she felt the soft bulge of her mother’s cunt hair beneath her lips. There was heat there, too. Then, her mother was twisting gently, pressing herself into Peggy’s face. Peggy’s hands tightened on each cheek of her mother’s ass, and she was no longer sobbing. Instead she was applying pressure with her mouth against her mother. She began to kiss through the dress, and she heard a soft mewl from above her head.
Before Peggy knew what she was doing, being guided by the bubbling, consuming passion inside her own body and mind, she had slipped her hands down the backs of her mother’s thighs, under the dress, and she was caressing that smooth, creamy flesh. Her mother had the smoothest thighs, Peggy thought with a burning mind. Her mouth pressed harder, lips opening now, as her hands moved up beneath her mother’s dress. She probed lightly at the curves of her mother’s naked ass, then with a whimper, Peggy clutched a naked ass cheek in each hand, burying her mouth into the fuzzy mound of her mother’s pussy. She began to kiss hotly through the thin dress, her tongue licking.
She felt her mother pull away slightly, and thinking she was moving away, Peggy clutched her mother’s creamy ass tighter. But all her mother was doing was pulling back and spreading her feet on the floor.
Peggy, not looking up at her mother, lifted the thin dress and peered. Her face was only inches from her mother’s hairy cunt, and she licked at her lips with a desire that she had not felt before.
Arm held her dress at her waist, looking down at her daughter, seeing the smoldering heat in those young eyes. Peggy, now knowing that her mother was not pulling away from her, fondled the long, creamy thighs, feeling the smooth, hot inner surfaces. She ran her fingers through the thick curls of her mother’s cunt, then traced the puffy lips. She probed at her mother’s clitoris, finding it throbbing. She peered at the hairy cunt, slipping a finger into it. Her mother’s pussy was very wet, slippery. It was also surprisingly hot to Peggy’s finger. She thrust the finger in and out, fingerfucking her mother with increasing speed. Her own little pussy was throbbing just as hotly, and her clitoris tingled and burned. Her eyes were enormous as she watched what her finger was doing, and she twisted her little ass in the chair.
She could feel her mother’s cunt holding her finger as she stabbed it in and out. Her mother arched her hips, spreading her legs as best she could to keep her balance. As her finger fucked in and out, Peggy finally looked up into her mother’s face. She saw the glassy heat in her mother’s eyes, saw the parted lips, heard the soft gasps.
“Yes, baby,” Ann whispered down to her daughter. “I like it. Do what you want, honey.”
“Oh, Mother!” Peggy gurgled, her finger delving deep into her mother’s snatch. “Oh, Mother!”
“I understand, Peggy,” Ann whispered in a thick voice. “I understand so much, baby! Go ahead and touch me… do anything you want with me, Peggy!”
Peggy’s finger moved faster and faster in her mother’s cunt, and Ann began to dance lewdly, shaking her ass and humping back and forth, fucking Peggy’s finger as much as Peggy was fingerfucking her.
“Mmmm, honey, honey!” Ann groaned as she churned her cunt against her daughter’s hand. “That feels very good! If you keep doing that, Peggy, I’ll come. You want to make Mother come, baby? Make me come! Oh God, make me come, honey!”
Peggy brought her other hand to her mother’s cunt and began to finger hey mother’s inflamed clitoris. Her finger fucked faster into the steaming, gripping cunt, and her mother’s hips were moving in a frenzy of delight. The moist sounds came to her, and she could feel her mother’s cunt sucking on her finger. Peggy’s eyes were huge and hot as she watched her mother’s hairy cunt. She slipped one hand past a twisting hip and clutched a tight, flexing cheek of her mother’s ass, squeezing it hard as she furiously fingerfucked her. It seemed to Peggy that her mother’s cunt was becoming not only tighter, but hotter as well. She was delighted to feel it, delighted to know she could give her mother this ecstasy.
“I’m going to come, Peggy!” her mother shouted in a tight, almost strangled voice. “Ohhh, honey, you’re going to make me come… with your finger! Faster and harder, Peggy! Ohhh, that’s the way, honey! Fuck your finger in me! Ooooh, there it is, Peggy! I’m coming! Oh, am I ever coming! Fingerfuck me, baby! Fingerfuck your mother’s hot, hairy cunt!”
Peggy felt her mother’s cunt grabbing at her thrusting finger tightly, flexing on it as she convulsed. Her mother’s hips shook, and then her whole body trembled.
When she knew her mother was finished, she pulled her finger out, looking up with burning eyes. Her mother was smiling down at her with hot, but soft eyes. Peggy was burning up, her pussy in flames as if someone had placed a blowtorch between her thighs.
She was out of her cut-off shorts before she knew what she was doing, and plunging a finger, into her own cunt as her mother stood there, that same smile on her beautiful face. Then Ann was on her, knees before her daughter. She ran her hands up her slender thighs, watching as Peggy fingerfucked herself furiously. Peggy spread her legs as wide as she could, her little ass hanging over the edge of the chair. Her eyes were open, but she wasn’t seeing anything. Her erotic nature had taken hold of her, and she could not stop what she was doing.
Although Peggy was blinded by her intense passion, her nerves were alive, and she could feel it when her mother pressed her lips against her steaming inner thighs. Somehow her vision cleared, and she saw her mother’s lips moving about her thighs, kissing and sucking gently on her hot, creamy flesh. She pulled her finger, free of her slippery cunt and watched.
“Oh, baby, baby,” her mother whispered in a thick voice. “I understand what’s wrong with you now. Oh, I understand so much! I know what you’re going through, Peggy, but you don’t have to suffer. Oh God… you don’t have to suffer!”
Ann’s tongue flicked and lapped gently at the burning thighs of her daughter. Her hands slipped along Peggy’s legs, over her small hips. Peggy scooted her hips closer, and now her little ass was completely off the chair. She spread her legs as wide as they would go, eyes burning as she looked down at her kneeling mother. Her cunt was bubbling, her clitoris intensely swollen. She gripped the seat of the chair until her knuckles turned white, waiting, eager, anticipation swelling hotly inside her small, young body.
Ann kissed and licked along the inner thighs of her daughter, tasting the burning flesh, finding it sweet.
“Oh, Mother!” Peggy whimpered mindlessly, twisting her hips. “Mother, Mother… I can’t help it!”
“I know, baby,” Ann murmured up. “Don’t try to stop it. Enjoy it, Peggy. It’s the most beautiful feeling in the world. Don’t be ashamed of it, honey! Never be ashamed of the most beautiful feeling you’ll ever have.”
Ann’s tongue licked up one thigh, teased over the blonde fuzz of Peggy’s cunt, then lapped hotly along the other thigh. Peggy wanted her mother to touch her cunt, to play with it, to rub at her distended clitoris, to fingerfuck her.
“Touch me, Mother!” Peggy pleaded, twisting her crotch. “Mother, please, oh please… touch it! Touch it, Mother!”
Ann lifted her mouth from a slender thigh. She brushed the tips of her fingers along the sugary slit of her daughter’s twat, feeling the intensity of the heat there. She traced the puffy lips, probed lightly at Peggy’s swollen clitoris. At the touch upon her clitoris, Peggy’s hips jerked. “Ooooh Mother yes!”
“I’m going to do more than just touch it, baby,” Ann said in a thick voice. She moved her finger about Peggy’s boiling cunt, then worked it ever so gently into it. Peggy’s hips lifted as her mother’s finger went into her pussy, a loud squeal of pleasure bubbling from her mouth. “I’ll do a lot more than just touch your pretty little cunt, Peggy. A lot more!”
Peggy’s hips twisted about anxiously as her mother darted her finger in and out of the hot tightness. Ann watched her finger moving in and out of her daughter’s steaming cunt for a moment, seeing those sweet lips hold it. Then she moved her lips to her daughter’s hot thighs once more, licking and lapping. Ann traced the sparse pattern of cunt hair with the tip of her tongue. Then she pulled her finger free of Peggy’s clinging cunt and wrapped her arms about the writhing hips. She clutched Peggy’s ass cheeks, placing a moist, hungry kiss upon the puffy cunt lips.
“Oooooh!” Peggy mewled, trying to press her pussy into her mother’s mouth. “Ooooh, wonderful, Mother! Oh, kiss it again, Mother!”
Ann flicked her tongue along the swollen, sensitive tip of the throbbing clitoris.
Peggy’s hips lurched into her mother’s face, and she gripped the seat of the chair harder. Ann lifted Peggy’s legs and draped them over her shoulders, then began to kiss wetly at the sugary cunt of her daughter. Opening her lips, Ann closed them about her daughter’s twat, her tongue licking as she sucked. Her tongue teased her clitoris, making Peggy croon with ecstasy. Sucking for a moment on the explosive clitoris, Ann drew her tongue downward, then thrust it as deep as she could into her daughter’s sweet cunt. Peggy mewled and closed her thighs tightly about her mother’s face, looking down with blurred vision. Her mother’s dark eyes smoldered up at her, gleaming with passion as her tongue flew in and out of her wet snatch. She loved the way her mother held her ass cheeks, thrilled to the way she squeezed them as her tongue fucked relentlessly into her hotly seeping cunt.
Ever since her mother had started licking her pussy, Peggy felt as if she were about to come. The sensation was rumbling deep inside her stomach, making it tremble. She gripped her mother’s head very tightly with her thighs, locking her ankles behind her mother’s back.
The feeling of her mother’s tongue inside her tight cunt was so much different than a hard cock. Different, but just as good, just as thrilling. The ecstasy was so great, Peggy could not remain silent.
“I love it, Mother!” she groaned, her head twisting from side to side now as the pleasure bubbled hotter yet. “Ooooh, kiss it for me, Mother! Kiss my pussy! I’m on fire, Mother! Ohhh, kiss my cunt! Lick it for me… suck it… eat it! Oh, Mother, eat my cunt up! Fuck it with your tongue… Ohhhh! Oooooh, Mother!”
Ann’s tongue flew in and out of the slippery cunt swiftly now. She tongue fucked the sweetness of her daughter’s pussy eagerly, hungrily. Her tongue went deep, twirled about, then withdrew to lick up over her inflamed clitoris. Only to dive back into the tight sweetness again. Her hands clawed at Peggy’s bunching ass cheeks, her fingers digging into the resilient flesh. Her mouth filled with the seeping juices, and Ann had to swallow often. Now and then she would lap at her daughter’s crotch, then slam her tongue deep again. Her upper lip pressed and writhed on her sensitive clitoris, knowing the thrills it gave Peggy.
Peggy twisted and churned her hips, grinding into her mother’s face in a frenzy as her orgasm continued to build. It seemed to be taking forever to explode, but Peggy was greedy to have it. Her cunt clung to her mother’s thrusting tongue.
“I’m gonna do it, Mother!” she squealed. “I can’t hold it back any longer! I’m gonna come, Mother! Ohhh, suck me… lick me… tonguefuck my cunt, Mother! I’m going to come! Ohhh, there… there! I’m coming! I’m coming, Mother!”
Ann felt her daughter’s cunt grip her deeply buried tongue, and she slammed it in and out as fast as she could. Her fingers dug into the cheeks of Peggy’s ass, holding her delicious cunt tight to her mouth. Peggy mewled loudly as she came, grinding hard into her mother’s mouth.
Ann kept her tongue moving until she was sure Peggy had finished. Then she pulled her tongue free of her clinging cunt and kissed at a trembling thigh. She sat back on her heels, watching as Peggy slowly came down. She gazed at her daughter’s succulent twat until Peggy finally became still.
“Feel better, Peggy?” Ann asked in a soft voice.
Instead of replying, Peggy began to sob again. She covered her tormented face with both hands. She leaned down with her face against her knees, and Ann watched her daughter cry. She caressed Peggy’s hair and kept quiet.
Soon, Ann slipped silently from the kitchen. When Peggy looked up, she was alone. Taking her discarded shorts, she climbed the stairs naked, no longer carrying who saw her body. She felt bad before, felt how horrible she was to let her brother fuck her in the asshole, felt bad to watch her parents fucking the night before. Robert coming to her later, fucking her only reinforced her feeling of unworthiness.
As she entered her room, she felt hot tears flow from her eyes, cascading down her cheeks. After what she had done with her mother, even letting her mother lick and suck on her cunt, served to show Peggy just how bad she was. I started that with Mother! she told herself. It was me that felt her up, stuck my finger up her pussy! Oh, they must hate me so much! I can’t keep my hands off my brother, and now my own mother! I’ll go away, she told herself. That’s what I’ll do.
