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Toby sat back on the coffee table, his cock now dangling between his thighs. Ginger had slipped to the floor, resting her chin on her mother’s thigh, her eyes going from her brother’s cock to her mother’s cunt. Her small body shivered now and then.
Lisa’s beautiful face glowed with pleasure. Now all the pleasure was due to fucking her son or the two orgasms she had experienced. Part of it, over half of it, was due directly to her son’s and daughter’s involvement. They had not shown any guilt, or shame, or hesitation.
“I suppose your father taught you all those words,” she whispered softly.
Ginger looked up and grinned. She nodded, her copper-colored hair bouncing. “He taught us a lot of things, Mother. He said we should learn to like it so you’d be happy when you came back home.”
Lisa ran her hand through her daughter’s hair, smiling at her. It was a strange trick her husband had played other, she thought. Why didn’t the man simply call her and say he would indulge in her desires? That was all it would have taken to get her rushing back home.
“Mother,” Toby said from the coffee table, “Dad was right. You’re a good fuck!”
Lisa gave a soft, erotic giggle. She lifted her foot from the floor and touched her toes to his cock and balls. “You’re a damn good fuck, too, Toby.”
Ginger stroked her mother’s thigh, her hot little hand feeling the silky flesh. Lisa watched those fingers moving up toward her cunt. But just as Ginger’s fingers touched the hair of her pussy, she drew her hand back.
The next time Ginger’s fingers came close to her cunt, Lisa gave a twitch of her ass. Ginger’s fingers brushed across the juicy pussy lips, but then jerked away quickly.
“Don’t be afraid to touch it, Ginger,” Lisa laughed softly. “My cunt won’t bite you.”
She took hold of her daughter’s wrist and drew the small hand up. She placed her daughter’s palm between her thighs, on her cunt.
“You feel very hot here, Mother,” Ginger said. “Hot and wet.”
“Most of the wetness is your brother’s come juice,” Lisa replied. “He came an awful lot!”
Ginger pressed her hand onto her mother’s cunt, squeezing it and running her fingers through the hair. Lisa parted her legs a bit more, watching her daughter’s hand. Now no longer hesitant, Ginger brought her other hand up and, parting the lips of her mother’s pussy, peered at Lisa’s cunt with a deep interest. She scraped a finger over her mother’s clitoris, causing Lisa’s hips to jerk.
“Are you trying to make me come, honey?” Lisa laughed.
Ginger giggled. “I wouldn’t know how, Mother.”
“Bull shit, Ginger,” Lisa teased. “I’m sure you have played with your little pussy enough to know what to do.”
A slight flush came over Ginger’s face. “You enjoy playing with yourself?” Ginger nodded. “So does Toby, Mother!” she said.
“Dad had us play with ourselves first, Mom,” he explained. “He wanted to watch us, and he played with his cock, too. He sure had a big cock, didn’t he?”
Lisa nodded, remembering it. “Yes, it was a big cock, Toby.”
“Mine is gonna be just as big one of these days.”
“I’m sure it is,” Lisa agreed. “But I like it just the way it is now.” She looked at her daughter, who was still fondling her cunt. “Didn’t it hurt you, Ginger?”
“Just a little that first time, Mother. But it started feeling good real fast.”
Toby laughed. “You should have seen her, Mom. Her eyes got so big when dad shoved his cock in her cunt, I thought she was gonna pop them out onto the floor! Then she started wiggling her ass and that was all it took.”
Ginger was stroking her mother’s clitoris and Lisa shivered. She moved her daughter’s finger downward, shoving it into her cunt. Holding Ginger’s wrist, Lisa began to work the finger in and out of her pussy. Ginger gasped as her mother’s cunt closed about her finger.
Suddenly Lisa remembered the picture.
“Ginger, did you have those cocks in your mouth?”
Ginger giggled. “Daddy taught me. But his cock was so big I couldn’t get more than the head in. But I can get most of Toby’s cock in my mouth!”
Lisa lifted her foot and played with her son’s cock and balls again, watching the head swelling. She wasn’t holding her daughter’s hand any longer and Ginger was working her finger into her cunt by herself now. The finger moved slowly and Lisa loved the feeling of it.
“Toby, come here,” she whispered throatily. “Get on the couch with me.”
Toby started to sit next to his mother.
“No, sit on the back of the couch, honey.” He did and Lisa positioned one of his legs across her shoulders, the other near her, his foot on the cushions. Ginger kept probing into her mother’s cunt, watching what her mother was doing.
Lisa licked at her son’s inner thigh, her tongue tasting his young flesh.
“I’m a cocksucker. I’m whatever you two want me to be. Your father was right in everything he told you.”
She turned and pushed her face into her son’s crotch, nuzzling into his cock and balls. She kissed underneath his balls, licking all around them. She tickled his cock at the base, then lapped up and down his cock as if it were a popsicle.
“Mother!” Ginger squealed. “He had that in your cunt!”
“Mmmm, I know,” Lisa murmured, flicking her tongue across the now fully swollen prickhead. “That adds a delicious flavor to it.”
Ginger giggled with little girl lewdness. Her green eyes strained to watch her mother’s face, her lips and tongue. Lisa licked about her son’s cock wetly, her breath fanning the scant patch of hair at the base.
Toby placed his hand on the back of his mother’s head, watching her, too. Lisa felt her son pushing her head down. She knew what he wanted but she resisted the pressure, taking her time, swirling her tongue about his cock. It was hot and very hard against her tongue and lips. She dipped her mouth lower and ran her tongue around his balls, then pulled one between her lips. She sucked gently at it, purring softly.
Lisa cupped a hard tit, feeling the small nipple burn into the palm of her hand. She flashed her eyes at her daughter, still gripping her son’s balls in her mouth.
Ginger had shoved her dress down to her waist and her pretty titties were revealed. As she cupped and squeezed Ginger’s young tit, she pressed her thigh into the squirming, pantied cunt. Ginger mewled softly.
“Suck me, Mom!” Toby grunted above her head. “Suck on my cock! Come on, Mom! Suck me!”
Lisa dropped his balls, pressing her chin and neck against them, looking up at her son with dreamy eyes. “You want me to suck you off, huh?” she whispered, a smile on her face. “You want Mother to suck your cock off… let you come in my mouth?”
“Please, Mom!” Toby begged. “Suck me off.”
“Do it, Mother!” Ginger whimpered, sliding her steamy little cunt along Lisa’s thigh. “Suck his cock! Suck his cock off! I wanna see you suck him off, Mother!”
Lisa purred, dipping her face and swirling her tongue about the smooth head of his cock. She flicked the tip of her tongue across his piss hole, tasting the dripping juices. She cupped his balls in one hand, her other hand still massaging her daughter’s tight, spongy tit.
“Are your bills loaded again, Toby? Do you have a real big, hot load in them?”
“Yes!” Toby groaned, trying to rush his cock into his mother’s mouth. “I’ve got a big load, Mom!”
“I hope so,” she purred. “I love big loads.” She spread her lips about the head of her sons’ cock. Toby gasped with pleasure, his hand still on the back of her head. He pressed and this time Lisa allowed him to push her mouth down on his cock. The hot hardness of it stretched her lips, her tongue pressed to the roof of her moth. A tremor of ecstasy shook her body.
Toby pressed his mother’s head until her lips were at the base. The wiry hairs tickled her lips, the swollen head brushing at her throat. She felt the hot, seeping juices and writhed her lips around the base. She sucked, her checks pulling inward. Toby grunted with rapture, his cock throbbing wildly inside his mother’s mouth.
When her son released the pressure on her head, Lisa sucked upward, her tongue swirling. Her eyes closed the savored the hard, hot taste of his cock. She pressed her thigh hard into her daughter’s rubbing cunt, squeezing the tit that almost, but not quite, filled her hand. She bobbed her mouth up and down on her son’s cock a few times, making soft gurgling sounds of pleasure. After a moment, she slipped her mouth off.
“Honey,” she said huskily, “don’t come in my throat. I want to taste it when you come.”
“Okay!” Toby moaned. “I’ll come anywhere you want, Mom! Just suck me off!”
Lisa shoved her mouth back onto his cock, sucking up and down with frenzied motions now. Her cunt began to burn and quiver as she pressed upward with her thigh. The wet heat of her daughter’s cunt rubbing on her flesh increased the wild, perverse ecstasy. She dropped her hand from her daughter’s hard tit, gripping the girl’s small hip. Watching as her mother sucked up and down Toby’s cock, Ginger kept hold of her mother’s tits with both hands, gurgling and squealing.
“Oh, Mother! I’m getting so hot!” Ginger sobbed. “I’m so fucking hot!”
Lisa sucked up with a wet sound, turning to look at her daughter, her son’s cock pressing at her ear. “You’ll come, honey,” she whispered. “Rub all you want on me! You’ll come, baby! Rub your sweet little cunt real hard on my leg!”
She gulped her son’s cock back down, swallowing it into her throat.
Lisa felt the contractions of her daughter’s cunt through her drenched panties. Her thigh was slippery with the juices of her daughter’s young cunt. She mouthed her sons’ cock faster, trying now to bring up that sweet, creamy load of come juice. His hand still held the back of her head. Her hair flew about as she sucked desperately, moaning with eagerness.
“Mom, I’m about to come!” Toby finally gasped.
Lisa jerked her mouth off his cock. “Jack it off!” she shouted. “Jack your cock off in my mouth! Hurry, I don’t want to lose any of it!”
She opened her mouth as wide as she could, her tongue sticking out. Toby grabbed his cock, jacking swiftly. The squirt of come juice boiled from his piss hole, arching straight into his mother’s open mouth. Lisa tasted it and her cunt erupted with a tremendous orgasm. Toby’s fist flew up and down his squirting cock as he watched his come juice spurting into his mother’s mouth, filling it.
Ginger squealed as she saw her brother coming into their mother’s wide open mouth. Her tongue was coated with the thick, creamy juice and some of it ran from the corners of Lisa’s lips, dripping on her chin. She shot her small hand to her mother’s cunt, rubbing frantically. Lisa lifted her hips, grinding into her daughter’s palm, coming time and again. The hot taste of he son’s come juice sent ripples of ecstasy through her whole body.
Lisa’s mouth filled with the thick juices of his writhing balls. She held her mouth wide until her son was no longer coming off, then she swallowed.
“Mmmm, so fucking sweet!” she moaned. “My God, Toby! You did have a load there, didn’t you? It was so good, so hot and sweet! I love that, honey!”
Resting, straddled on her mother’s thigh, Ginger began to giggle.
“Something funny, Ginger?” Lisa asked, licking at her swollen lips.
“No, Mother,” Ginger said. “I thought that was exciting seeing Toby jack off in your mouth.”
“You like watching it, huh?” Lisa chuckled. “Why don’t you let him do it to you, then?”
“I will!” Ginger mewled, climbing from her mother’s thigh. “I got you all smeary, Mother,” she said, running her hand about her mother’s thigh.
“That’s just fine with me,” Lisa grinned as her son climbed down off the back of the couch. He sat next to her, breathing hard. Lisa dipped his cock and balls tenderly, fondly. Ginger stood near the coffee table, her dress hanging about her waist, her lovely little titties showing.
“Come closer, Ginger,” Lisa asked in a soft voice.
When her daughter was within reach, Lisa shoved her hand up under the dress. She cupped her daughter’s cunt, squeezing it fondly, still holding her son’s cock and balls.
“You’ve gotten your panties all wet,” she said, rubbing at Ginger’s cunt. “Hadn’t you better take them off?”
Giggling with naughty delight, Ginger lifted her dress and stripped her tight panties off. She stood with her dress lifted, arching her young hips forward. She bit at a finger as her green eyes looked at her mother, waiting for approval.
Lisa stared at the fine slit of her daughter’s cunt, the tuft of hair just right, setting it off. “You have a lovely little cunt, baby,” Lisa whispered. “Don’t you think your sister has a lovely cunt, Toby?”
“It’s pretty, all right,” her son said. “It’s a tight one, too, Mom.”
“It looks tight.” Lisa grinned at her daughter, feeling Ginger up.
“You want me to take my dress off, too, Mother?” Ginger asked.
Lisa nodded her head.
“Will you take yours off too, Mother?”
“Why not?” Lisa chuckled. “I have nothing else to hide, do I?”
She began removing her blouse, dropping it on the couch. She lifted her ass to slide her skirt downs then she sat, slumped on the couch, completely naked before her son and daughter. Toby’s eyes burned up and down from her tits to her cunt. Lisa stretched her arms above her head, arching her slender body. Her tits swelled upward, nipples peaked. She grinned at them.
“Well, do I pass your inspection?”
Both Ginger and Toby nodded their eyes fiery as they looked at their naked mother. Ginger peeled her dress off, giggling with naughty freedom.
“You, too,” Lisa said to her son. “Get out of those fucking jeans!”
Toby scrambled from his clothing swiftly.
The perversity of being naked with her son and daughter, her eyes taking in their exquisite bodies, started that storm of hungry desire all over again.
CHAPTER FIVE
Lisa had noticed Ginger was getting a number of telephone calls during the day, but she thought nothing of it. When she asked, once, about the calls, her daughter simply shrugged, saying it was no one important.
Thinking it was probably some girl friend, Lisa put it out of her mind. She was much too involved with her children to give it much thought.
Both Ginger and Toby were so much different than when she had left them. Before, they were seldom at home, coming in after dark. They had a great many friends then, but now they seemed to prefer staying home with her. But Lisa didn’t mind. She loved to be with them.
Toby, much to her delight, wandered about the house with what seemed a perpetual hard-on. His young cock was seldom soft, and Ginger always found some reason to touch it.
School vacation had started a couple of weeks before she came home and since they had no place to go during the day, she had her children with her all the time. Most mothers would hate that, but not Lisa. Lisa could express herself fully now and she often went about the house either completely naked or wearing only a pair of tight, very brief, bikini panties. She would alternate this by wearing a skirt, but nothing else. Her daughter had picked up the habit, too, and Toby, although seldom naked, wore only his jockey shorts most of the time.
Lisa loved to watch her children bathe. They always bathed together and there was often more play than washing. Sometimes in the tub, Ginger and Toby ended up fucking, as Lisa watched and urged them on.
This afternoon Lisa found herself alone with Ginger. The girl was sitting on the couch, her legs drawn up and crossed, leaning on her knees. She was deliciously naked. Lisa sat on the floor in front of her as they talked. She wore a pair of transparent panties, the fan-shape of her dark cunt hair revealed. Ginger’s small, but exquisite titties were a delight to look upon. Her pink nipples were candy sweet, but it was her daughter’s pussy slit that held Lisa’s attention most of all. The tiny tuft of hair seemed to set that pretty pussy off just right.
“You’re more beautiful than when I left, honey,” Lisa said, her eyes moving about Ginger’s lovely body.
Ginger giggled, her green eyes glowing.
“I mean it, Ginger,” Lisa said, stroking her daughter’s thighs softly. “You may be young, but your body would make a statue’s cock swell.”
“That’s what Daddy said,” Ginger replied. “He said I could make every cock in town hard if I wanted to.”
“I believe you could, too,” Lisa whispered, sliding her hand along a creamy, slim thigh. She used her other hand to cup and squeeze fondly at a perky tit. “I’m not a man, but you make me excited, too.”
Ginger uncrossed her legs, parting them and leaning down to peer at her pussy. She pulled upward on the flesh above her clitoris, stretching the skin. The tip of her clitoris peeked up and Lisa mewled with pleasure, swinging her face forward and trying to kiss the succulent knob.
Ginger giggled again. “Daddy said you’d probably do something like that, Mother.”
Lisa looked up. “Your father said what?”
“He said he wouldn’t put it past you to kiss my cunt.”
“Oh, he did, did he?”
Lisa was amused that her husband would think of such a thing. But he was right, she admitted to herself. She would kiss her daughter’s cunt, kiss it and lick it and love every second of it! She cupped Ginger’s hips, pulling her ass forward.
“Ate you gonna lick me, Mother?” Ginger asked.
“Would you like that?”
“Oooo, yes!”
Lisa chuckled. “Here… scoot your little ass forward for me.”
Ginger shoved her ass to the edge of the cushions as her mother opened her legs. Lisa gazed at the sugary slit of her daughter’s cunt. The pink lips were moist, glistening invitingly. The tip of her clit stood outward, and Lisa could see it pulsating. She turned her face, kissing with open lips at the exciting smoothness of her daughter’s inner thigh.
