Bobby, being short enough, shoved his hand from his mother’s ass, between her hot thighs. He thrust a finger into his mother’s cunt, fucking it in and out as he stared out the window, his cock throbbing in her hand. Janice whimpered as her son fingerfucked her, the added stimulation sending tipples through her. She felt a rippling sensation in her pussy, and she groaned softly as her cunt convulsed on her son’s finger. The orgasm caused her cunt to milk in a flexing way on his finger and she pumped on his cock faster.
“Tell me if you think you’re about to come again, Bobby,” she hissed. “Let mother know if you’re going to come. We can’t waste that precious come juice on the fucking floor or out the window.”
The activity across the fence was increasing. Pam was squealing loudly now, arching her cunt against her father’s face, grinding in a frantic way. She was beating upon the bed with both fists, her head twisting about as her father’s tongue sent an ecstatic orgasm rumbling through her.
“Daddy, Daddy!” Janice and Bobby heard Pam scream. “I’m coming! Ohhhh, Daddy… you’re making me come… with your tongue! More, Daddy, more!”
They saw the girl shudder as her orgasm became more and more intense. Janice knew, seeing this, that Pam was a nympho.
Frank kept up his tongue fucking as his daughter came, gripping her sweet ass holding her crotch tightly against his mouth.
When he felt her starting to relax, he let her ass down gently. Pam lay on her bed, gasping, her tits heaving up and down. Her legs remained stretched wide apart, her cunt actually pulsating visibly. As his daughter recovered from the intensity of her orgasm, Frank licked her thighs slowly, even scraping his tongue over her lower stomach. Then he stood with his cock straining out.
“Turn over, Pam,” Janice and Bobby heard Frank say in a hoarse voice. “Turn over, quick!”
Pam scrambled about on the bed until she was on her stomach. They watched with hot eyes as Frank gripped his daughter’s hips and lifted her ass into the air. Pam drew her knees underneath, her sweet ass waving lewdly in the air, obviously an open invitation to her father’s cock. She placed her head on the bed, facing the window. Her eyes were closed and a delighted smile glowed on her sweet face.
Frank took hold of his daughter’s hip with one hand, his cock in the other. He rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down his daughter’s cunt, over the smoothness of her ass cheeks, even into the crack.
“Put it in me, Daddy!” Pam wailed, shaking her naked ass tantalizingly. “Put your cock in my cunt, Daddy! Ooooh, you made me so fucking hot, licking my pussy that way! I came and came and came! Now I want you to fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, please!”
“Listen to that!” Bobby moaned, digging his finger into his mother’s hairy cunt. “She’s hot, really hot!”
“Would you say Pam fucks now, darling?” Janice murmured as she watched Frank pressing the round head of his cock into Pam’s cunt. They had positioned themselves so Janice and Bobby could watch his cock slide into Pam’s pussy.
Although they could not see those pink wet lips stretch as Frank pressed, they could see his cock disappear slowly into Pam’s eager cunt.
When Frank had his cock halfway inside his daughter’s pussy, he paused, making circles with his hips.
“More, Daddy!” Pam urged hotly, shaking her uplifted ass furiously. “Give me more of your big cock! Fuck me, Daddy! Don’t tease! I want it… fuck me, fuck me, Daddy!”
Janice and her son were breathing with excitement as they watched Frank move his cock into his daughter’s pussy. He pressed his lower stomach against her creamy ass and held himself there, his cock deep inside. Then, almost as if they knew Janice and her son were watching this erotic display. Frank placed his hands an his hips, looking down at his daughter’s ass.
“You fuck me, honey,” they heard him say.
“Oooooh, yes, Daddy!”
Pam’s ass began to move, jerking back and forth, her back bowing. Her cunt slipped back and forth on her father’s cock. Janice and Bobby could watch his hairy balls swing, see the glistening moisture clinging to his cock as Pam jerked her pussy on it.
It was amazing how Pam moved her ass, as if she had been fucking for years. Pam’s gurgles and giggles came to Janice and Bobby as she swung her ass about, churning it and riding her father’s cock. But apparently Frank was becoming more excited by the second. He held his daughter’s frantically moving ass and started fucking her. He banged his cock back and forth powerfully, grunting as his balls swung about. The cheeks of his ass bunched and flexed, and Pam shook her uplifted ass with peals of gurgling ecstasy, clawing at her bed with outstretched hands.
“I’m coming again, Daddy!” Pam screamed loudly. “Oooooh, I’m coming so good! Fuck my cunt, Daddy… fuck it faster! Make me come harder!”
Frank’s hips moved in a frenzy, his cock thrusting wildly into his daughter’s cunt. He threw his head back, his face contorted. He slammed his hips forward, driving his cock as deep as he could up his daughter’s hot, slippery, satiny cunt. Then he trembled.
“I feel it, Daddy!” Pam screamed with ecstasy. “I feel your cock coming in me! Ohhhh, so hot and nice! You’re gonna flood my cunt, Daddy! Oh, give it to me… give it all to me, Daddy!”
Then, suddenly, Pam slumped forward.
Janice and her son gazed hotly as the girl sprawled along the bed on her stomach, her tight ass trembling. They saw Frank’s cock, glistening wetly, just before he sat down beside his daughter. Frank caressed the sweetness of his daughter’s ass with both hands, then leaned over and planted a moist kiss upon each of her ass cheeks. When he stood once more, he adjusted the crotch of his jockey shorts, leaned over and kissed his daughter’s cheek, then left the room. As he went out the door, he turned off her bedroom light.
But Janice thought the man had glanced out the window and directly at her and Bobby before he flicked the switch.
CHAPTER SIX
There was a burning throb inside Janice’s cunt the next morning.
Most of it was because of her son’s frantic fucking after the lights went out next door. But part of it was from remembering how Frank had sucked and then fucked his daughter.
She was certain they knew that someone was peeking at them. That glance toward her last night just before he turned out the lights was almost as if he was letting Janice and Bobby know the show was specifically for them.
Was there a message there? Was it their way of inviting Janice, or her son, or both, to join them?
If that was the case, it was quite blatant. They had much more nerve than Janice had. Didn’t they worry about someone else seeing them?
Janice had bathed and pulled on a pair of shorts and halter top. Her son had slept until ten, and then after his shower, he had gone running about the neighborhood. Although he loved to fuck and suck with his mother, he was still a young boy, with the interests of young boys. He was intensely delighted to fuck his mother, having her suck his precious cock off but he was still a boy. And he liked things such as baseball and roughhouse football. He couldn’t spend every minute of his waking time with a hard-on, fucking her, she knew. And she didn’t really want it that way, either. She wanted her son to maintain his outside interests as usual.
She had finished with her housework, and now was alone with time on her hands and a throbbing, wet cunt.
If her son were home, she thought, she would give him a fucking he would never forget. She was becoming hotter and more insatiable since sucking his cock off that night. She had started having erotic dreams as she slept next to her son, despite the fact that his young cock had thoroughly satisfied her, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. She didn’t mind the erotic dreams; she loved them. Some were, of course, outlandish and absolutely impossible, but some weren’t.
If she had the nerve…
If she was right in what she thought about Frank and Pam, fucking deliberately, knowing she and her son watched.
If…
She moved to the front of the house and loo
ked out the window. A smile spread over her face as she saw Pam in the front yard next door. The girl was almost painfully beautiful in her youthful innocence. Except she wasn’t innocent.
Before Janice knew what she was doing, she had left her house and stood outside in the hot sunshine, near the flower bed. She stood and saw they needed water. She reached for the hose, but before she picked it up, she heard someone call out to her.
Straightening, she saw Pam coming her way.
“It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?” Pam said, smiling at Janice. “I love these hot days, don’t you?”
Pam’s friendliness and sweetness drew Janice. She smiled back. “Yes, it’s wonderful, Pam.”
Pam began chattering about insignificant things that Janice hardly heard. What she was doing was looking at the exquisite girl, her eyes moving from the lovely face, down to the tiny tips of those succulent tits, then at the naked midriff. Pam, too, had on shorts that were so tight the bulge of her cunt lips were outlined.
Janice was drawn to the girl, and her eyes seemed riveted to that tight crotch of those shorts. The throbbing in her cunt was suddenly more pronounced. There was a hot flush on her cheeks, but not from any shame or guilt or embarrassment; it was a flush of intense desire.
Pam was smiling, her eyes flashing, and Janice had the impression the girl could see into her, into her mind, and understand what she was thinking. The sparkling of electricity seemed to flow between them, and Pam understood it as well as Janice did.
“Would you like some cold lemonade, Pam?” Janice heard herself ask.
She was amazed at the thoughts inside her mind, thoughts she had never had before. And if she had, she always shoved them away, not wanting to dwell upon such thoughts.
“I’d love it,” Pam said.
Janice was surprised to find her hand in Pam’s as they entered the house. Pam’s hand seemed hot, not sweaty, but simply hot. There was an aura radiating from Pam, that she had not sensed before. It was an aura that clung to them both, binding them, leading them.
Pam sat on the couch as Janice entered the kitchen and filled a tall glass with ice cubes, then poured fresh lemonade. Her cunt was bubbling so hotly that she had to press her fist against it and lean against the counter until some unexpected tremors passed.
Carrying the glass in a shaking hand, she returned to the living room.
“Is Bobby home?” Pam asked when she took the glass.
“No,” Janice replied, struggling to control her voice. “He’s out someplace.”
“Me you nervous?” Pam asked, flashing eyes staring at Janice. “You’re shaking and you seem nervous. What do you have to be nervous about?”
Janice remained standing, clasping her hands before her. She could not rid herself of the image she and her son had seen the night before, of Frank and this exquisite girl knowing, perhaps, that she and Bobby had watched. Her eyes fell to Pam’s slender thighs, moved up them to the crotch of those tight shorts again. But Pam was sitting down, and she couldn’t see the sweetness of those puffy cunt lips outlined.
Her legs shook, and Janice jumped, startled, when she felt Pam reach out and touch her thigh. The girl was gazing up at her, sparkling eyes smoldering, her moist mouth parted slightly. Janice saw the pink tongue, that wicked tongue that had licked her father’s dripping cock the night before, move out and run slowly over those lips.
The throb in Janice’s cunt became intense, but she didn’t dare press her hand into her crotch with Pam sitting there.
A small gasp erupted from Janice when she felt Pam move her hand in a caressing motion along her thigh. She felt the fingertips moved along the leg of her shorts. Janice sucked in a loud breath, then gazed hotly into Pam’s smoldering eyes. The lemonade was on the floor, forgotten.
As if in a dream-like trance, Janice slipped to her knees in front of Pam. They continued to gaze into each other’s eyes as Janice placed her hands on Pam’s dimpled knees. She felt the heat of those pretty knees burn into her palm, and her tits rose and fell as the excitement increased. Pam, too, was breathing faster, her tits swelling out against the thin material of her cotton blouse.
Janice moved her hands, sliding them along the outside surfaces of those creamy smooth thighs. She moved her hands up and down, feeling and touching as Pam sat there, that pleased, almost knowing smile on her sweet face, her eyes glowing with pleasure and anticipation.
Still without speaking, Pam flung her knees apart. With her slender thighs wide, she scooted her ass forward on the edge of the couch. The tight crotch of her shorts revealed those puffy cunt lips again, molding them to perfection. Janice stared into the girl’s crotch, and her own cunt began to steam more than ever. She drew her hands over Pam’s smooth and tanned thighs, caressing the sensitive inner surfaces, watching her fingers move closer and closer to that tight crotch.
She felt the girl trembling under her hands, but it was not the trembling of fear; it was the shivering, goose-bumpy trembling of eager anticipation.
Janice could hardly believe she was doing this. She could hardly believe she was running her hands up and down the satiny surfaces of Pam’s inner thighs, stroking and feeling, kneeling there in this lewd way. But her cunt was burning with a fire that guided her, forced her onward. The images she had been witnessing through the window each night aided in increasing her desire.
“Ohhhhh!” Janice suddenly moaned.
Her face darted down and forward, pressing her lips tightly against Pam’s crotch. Her mouth was wide open, and her tongue lapped furiously against the tight shorts.
“Oooooh, I like that!” Pam mewled, and Janice felt the girl wiggle her cunt tighter into her face.
The smooth inner thighs pressed against Janice’s face, hot and arousing. She moved her hands up those thighs, under them, then closed upon Pam’s tight ass, lifting that precious crotch.
But licking Pam’s cunt through those shorts was not at all satisfying.
The shorts buttoned in front, and through a hazy vision, Janice saw the girl pulling at them with fumbling, eager fingers.
“I wanna take my shorts off!” Pam whimpered in a hot voice. “I wanna take them off! I wanna get licked… oh, I love to be licked!”
Janice helped draw the shorts down, her eyes burning on every inch of exposed skin. She saw the pink slit of Pam’s cunt as she pulled at the shorts, bringing them down. As Pam shoved them from her feet, she slumped her cute ass over the edge of the cushion, her knees wide apart. Janice gazed with hungry desire at that sugary cunt she had only seen from a distance until now. Her tongue ran over her moist lips, and she was making soft mewling sounds as her fingers traced those gently pulsating cunt lips. She peeled the lips apart and saw the tip of Pam’s succulent, glistening clitoris. Rubbing a finger over it, Pam squealed and lifted her crotch into the air.
With an animal-like groan, Janice shot her face directly into that succulent crotch. She opened her lips wide as she closed her mouth upon the tasty cunt. Her tongue flipped about the sensitive clitoris of the wiggling, jerking girl. Again Janice clutched at the ass cheeks, feeling the naked smoothness of them flex in her palms. She began licking her tongue up and down, lapping hard. The taste was exotic to her, sweet and so different than a cock.
Pam’s cunt was slippery with seeping juices as Janice twisted her tongue about that swollen, knotted, sensitive clitoris. She pulled it between her lips and sucked harshly, making Pam arch her cunt tighter against her mouth. Janice felt Pam pulling at the back of her head, and when Pam began to grind her cunt furiously into her mouth, Janice shook her ass and felt a deep convulsion inside her cunt. The orgasm amazed her, but not because it was so strong. It amazed her because she had come by licking at this sugary, succulent, young cunt.
Janice thrust her tongue into Pam’s cunt, delving deeply and wiggling it about, pressing upon that steamy clitoris, writhing against it. Her chin seemed to be thrust between those hot ass cheeks, resting upon Pam’s puckered asshole.
Pam squealed an
d churned her ass, grinding her hot cunt into Janice’s face. She clutched at Janice’s head, scissoring her hot, velvety thighs about her face.
“Oooooh, lick my pussy!” Pam pleaded as she ground hard and tight into Janice’s mouth. “Oh, I love to have my cunt sucked! Ahhh, make your tongue go deep in my pussy real deep! Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Use your tongue like a cock in my cunt!”
The words coming from Pam bounced about inside Janice’s inflamed mind, sending her into a frenzy of tongue fucking action. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could, flipped it about the wet, satiny walls, then swirled it up to her clitoris.
With her ass swaying and twitching, her cunt bubbling with wave after wave of orgasm, Janice sucked and licked at the deliciously young cunt like a woman demented.
Pam was squealing with ecstasy. The convulsions of Pam’s orgasm squeezed at her tongue in a wet, tight manner. Janice pumped her tongue in and out swiftly, her hands clutching the bunching cheeks of Pam’s sweet ass. She kept her tongue moving swiftly until she felt the spasms slow a bit. Then she slipped her tongue free and worked it up over Pam’s distended clitoris, licking at it with harsh strokes.
When she finally pulled her face out of Pam’s pussy, her face was smeared with juices. She leaned down and kissed Pam’s pussy hotly, then sat on her heels and stared at her pretty face, seeing the satisfaction there. Her cunt was still throbbing, burning, despite a number of orgasms she had experienced while eating Pam’s cunt. Resting her hands on Pam’s thighs, she licked her lips, tasting the lingering sweetness there.
“That was very nice,” Pam said with a quiver in her voice. “I’ve never had a woman suck my cunt before.”
“That makes us even,” Janice smiled. “I’ve never sucked one before, either.”
She leaned forward and hugged the girl, and she was not at all surprised to find Pam twisting her mouth against her. When Pam thrust her tongue into her mouth, Janice sucked at it as though it were a darting cock.
“Have you ever,” Pam breathed as she pulled her mouth away, “had a cock in your mouth?”
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