“That was fun when you jacked me off on that ride, Mother!”
Marcy giggled with him, reaching for his cock. There was a dark corner at the side of the ice machine. She pulled him toward it. “We have to hurry before someone comes out of a room, but I need it, darling!”
She opened his pants and pulled his cock out. With a few strokes, she had it very hard. Glancing around carefully, she squatted in front of him and pulled his cock into her mouth. Jerry moaned and held the back of his mother’s head, humping his hips to fuck his cock back and forth. Marcy purred as she cupped his tight ass, pulling him forward to get his cock deep into her mouth.
The closing of a door made her freeze, his cock between her lips. She glanced from the corner of her eyes, but saw no one. Squeezing her son’s ass inside his pants, she began to suck on his cock vigorously, twisting her lips and gurgling with pleasure.
But it wasn’t in her mouth that she wanted his cock right now. She wanted it inside her bubbling, juicy cunt. She gave her son a few strong sucks, then lifted her head.
“I want it in my cunt, baby!” she whimpered, stroking his prick with a tight fist, nuzzling it with her cheek. “I want you to fuck me, Jerry! Fuck me now! I won’t be able to sleep if you don’t!”
She stood up, lifting her skirt to her waist. She jerked the crotch of her panties to one side, her bushy cunt exposed. Leaning back against the wall, she lifted one knee, holding it wide apart, her weight on one foot. “Now, baby. Hurry and fuck me!”
Jerry arched his hips, and his cock slithered into his mother’s cunt easily. He only had to bend his knees slightly to get his cock inside her, and Marcy gasped with the penetration. She clutched her son’s shoulder with one hand, trying to hold her knee up with the other. She was off balance, and her foot lifted high, bracing on her son’s shoulder. Jerry shoved his hands to his mother’s ass, and began to fuck fast and hard.
“Ooooh, yes, baby!” she moaned softly. “Ram it to me hard! Ahhh, fuck my hot cunt, darling! Oooohh, fuck Mother! God, does your cock feel good in my pussy!”
She was so wet, his cock made liquid sounds as he fucked up and down. She clawed at his shoulder, her other hand on the outside of her thigh and holding his hip. His cock slid in and out vigorously, the friction almost setting her cunt on fire. She humped her ass with him as best she could. The only thing holding her upright was her shoulders against the wall, her son’s hands cupping her grinding ass.
“Oh, it’s so good, Mother!” Jerry groaned. “You’re so hot and wet for me, Mother! Ooooh, your cunt is tight! I can feel your cunt squeezing my cock, Mother!”
“Yes, baby! Mother’s cunt is sucking your hard cock. Mother has a cocksucking cunt just like her fucking, cocksucking mouth! Ahhhh, ram it to me! Fuck me, Jerry! Ohhh, my baby, my baby… fuck that hairy, hot cunt!”
Marcy could feel her son’s cock throb with the sensitive lips of her cunt. His cock seemed to fill her pussy so full, stretch her cunt lips, scrape her inflamed clit.
“God, this is crazy! Fucking against a wall and it’s crazy and I love it and ohhhh, baby!”
She thrust her hips hard, grinding as her son fucked time and again. The roughness of his pants against her thighs didn’t bother her. She didn’t feel the scratching on her tender thighs. All she felt was his hard, hard cock throbbing as it slammed in and out of her overheated cunt.
Sliding her hand farther on her son’s pumping hip, she gabbed his ass.
“Ohhh, hold me, baby!” she groaned, swallowing a scream. “Hold Mother’s ass! God, I’m about to come, Jerry! Squeeze Mother’s hot ass hard, and ram that cock up my fucking hot cunt! Oooohh I’m getting so close! I’m about to come so fucking hard, Jerry!”
“Me, too, Mother!” he groaned, burying his face into her covered tits. “Ohhh, I gotta let go my balls… oh, Mother, my balls!”
“Come, Jerry!” she hissed hotly. “Ohhh, baby, is so fucking thirsty for that comejuice! Give it to me, darling! Spurt it to Mother’s cunt! Mother’s cunt. Ohhh, God… I’m coming! Hold my ass! I’m coming!”
Jerry rammed his cock deeply, his mother’s cunt gripping hg in those powerful waves of orgasm. He grunted loudly against her tits, his hands digging into her panties ass almost painfully.
With a grunt, he sent spurt after spurt of hot comejuice into his mother’s greedy cunt. The spurting increased the rippling orgasm, and Marcy was shaking badly as they came. Slowly, her foot slipped off his shoulder and she leaned against the wall, gasping heavily, her legs trembling and threatening to collapse. Jerry hung his head on her shoulder, his cock dangling from his pants. Marcy felt his comejuice seeping from her cunt, running slowly along her thighs.
“Ohhh, that was wonderful!” she breathed, slipping her hand under her skirt and adjusting the crotch of her panties over her cunt so she wouldn’t seep down to her knees. “Now I’ll be able to sleep!”
Holding hands, they returned to the room. Marcy felt just a little bit guilty, but it didn’t bother her at all.
Susan was under the sheets when they entered, still awake, fresh from her shower.
“You two must have drunk that machine dry,” she said as Marcy and Jerry came in.
A slight flush crept over Marcy’s cheeks as she hurried to the bathroom. It was only once she was there that she realized her suitcase was still in the room. She had forgotten to bring a nightgown. Sitting on the toilet, wondering how she could possibly spend the night next to Susan naked, or even with panties on, she found embarrassment returning to her.
“Mother, I gotta change into my pajamas,” she heard her son call. “You gonna be much longer in there?”
Marcy took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked out. As soon as she was out of the bathroom, Jerry slipped in, closing the door.
“You’re not getting ready for bed?” Susan asked.
“I forgot to bring a nightgown,” Marcy said, her face pink.
“So what?” Susan laughed softly. “There’s no one here but us girls.”
“And Jerry,” Marcy reminded Susan.
“Then undress fast and climb in before he comes out,” Susan suggested.
“But… in my panties?”
“That’s all I have on,” Susan said, folding down the sheet on the side of the bed for Marcy. Her pink, pointed tits stood up nakedly. Susan was not at all embarrassed to expose her tits. Marcy glanced at them, then turned away quickly. With her back to Susan, she stripped her blouse and skirt off swiftly, then squealed and dove for the bed as the bathroom door opened. She jerked the sheet to her chin and peered at her son as he came out and climbed into his own bed.
“Turn out the light, baby,” Susan said.
Marcy felt the creamy heat of Susan’s naked thigh against her own, and she drew away. They both watched as Jerry got back out of his bed and walked to the door.
“Oh, my God!” Marcy gasped.
Susan giggled softly.
The fly of Jerry’s pajama bottoms gaped, and his cock showed clearly. He didn’t seem aware of it as he crossed the room again and climbed back into his bed. The room was dark. Shadows were clearly defined. Marcy could look across the few feet to her son’s bed and see him. She lay as still as she could, as far from Susan’s body as possible.
CHAPTER NINE
Jerry tossed and turned, restlessly. Marcy lay on her right side, one leg straight with the other drawn upward, her back to Susan. She realized she could reach her son’s bed. Jerry faced her, his hand under his check. They lay for a long time, the only sound in the room was breathing, Marcy felt apprehension, but she didn’t know why. She was nervous, and wanted to squirm and twist, but was afraid to disturb Susan. It sounded like Susan was asleep — her breathing was deep and even.
Unable to keep from it, Marcy stretched her arm toward her son’s bed, and his hand grabbed hers gently, shoving it toward his cock. Marcy slipped her hand under the sheet and pulled his cock and balls from the fly of his pajamas, holding them in her palm. She gently played with theme
hoping it would soothe her son so he could go to sleep. She didn’t know how long she lay there holding his cock and balls, but it seemed a long time. Jerry was sleeping now, but she was reluctant to turn him loose. Holding his cock or balls as they fell asleep was nice, something she had been doing since the last weekend. It gave her as much comfort as it did him.
She felt Susan shift in her sleep, and a warm thigh rested on top of hers. Marcy wanted to push it off, but was afraid Susan would wake up. She lay there trembling slightly, not knowing what to do. Then Susan shifted again, curling up against Marcy’s back, spoon fashion, one arm over her waist. Very carefully, Marcy pulled her hand from her son’s cock and balls, acutely aware of the heat coming from Susan’s body. She could feel Susan’s tits pressing against her bare back, her warm, golden thigh on top of hers, and the way Susan’s crotch seemed to push against her pantied ass. Her hand flittered back, and she felt naked skin. Her breath caught in her throat. Susan was not wearing panties as she had said. She was naked, pushed up close to Marcy.
Susan moaned in sleep, and her hand lifted up. Marcy didn’t dare breathe when she felt the soft hand curl about one of her naked tits. It felt strange to have a girl holding her tit.
In a few moments, Marcy realized that Susan was fondling her tit, caressing and squeezing ever so gently. She held as still as she could, but there was nothing she could about the sudden hardening of her nipple. She felt Susan’s fingers toy with her nipple, puffing it lightly. Then the hand slipped very slowly and carefully down. Marcy was almost in panic by the time Susan’s hand was on her panties, then along her thigh, and back up again. Hoping it would make Susan stop, Marcy sighed as if sound asleep and rolled onto her back, and that had been a mistake.
Susan’s hand was on the front of her panties now, resting on the bulge of cunthair. Marcy didn’t believe her cunt was responding, but ft was. Her cuntlips became swollen and her clitoris started to throb. She was hardly breathing while Susan’s soft fingers moved very lightly along the slit of her cunt outside the panties. Her fingers moved very slowly, feeling up Marcy. Marcy was afraid to shift positions again. She knew now that Susan was awake, and was feeling her up deliberately. She tried to keep from trembling when Susan’s hand moved to the waist of her panties, very carefully sliding inside them. Her fingers moved through her soft cunthair, then were touching Marcy’s inflamed clit. She couldn’t believe that Susan was feeling her up, rubbing in feathery touches on her clit. Her fingers slipped lower, and dragged along the wet slit of Marcy’s cunt.
Now Susan was sliding down in bed, under the sheet. Marcy felt her hot, wet lips kiss at her hip. She tried hard to breathe normally as she felt Susan’s fingers carefully puffing away the crotch of her panties.
She felt Susan’s hot breath before she felt her lips press very lightly upon her cunt. Susan was being very careful, and Marcy was struggling to pretend sleep. But Susan was eager, and her hands held the crotch of Marcy’s panties to one side, and her tongue was now licking at Marcy’s clit. Marcy’s hips trembled as she felt Susan’s hands holding them. The pressure of Susan’s lips became stronger, and now Marcy felt Susan’s wicked tongue swirling slowly on her clit.
Marcy couldn’t stop herself.
She pressed her cunt into Susan’s mouth.
For a moment, Susan stopped licking.
Marcy hips writhed.
“Mmmmm!” Marcy moaned softly, spreading her legs.
“Oh, Marcy!” Susan whispered from beneath the sheet, and sucked hard on Marcy’s distended clit. She shoved the sheet from her head, and Marcy looked down at her blonde hair, seeing Susan’s face pressing between her thighs.
There was no way Marcy could stop Susan now, nor herself. Her tongue was everywhere on her cunt, licking up and down her cuntslit, swirling on her cunt, sucking it. Marcy’s thighs parted, and Susan’s hands slipped under her hips, cupping the creamy cheeks of Marcy’s ass, lifting her cunt to her sucking mouth. Marcy gurgled softly and placed her hands on top of Susan’s silky blonde hair, smashing her cunt into Susan’s sucking mouth.
Susan fucked her tongue up Marcy’s cunt, licking at it, fucking in and out swiftly, hotly, hungrily. Marcy twisted and pressed her cunt at Susan’s sucking mouth. She couldn’t believe this. Susan was her ex-husband’s wife, her son’s stepmother, and she was letting her suck her cunt! But, it felt so good! Her tongue fucked so deep, and those soft lips sucked so sweetly on her cunt. She wanted to hiss to Susan to suck hard and fast, but her son might wake up. Instead, she wrapped her long legs about Susan’s head, squeezing it between her hot thighs, bucking up and down now, moaning softly.
“Oh, Marcy,” Susan whispered throatily. “You’re wonderful! You taste so good, Marcy! I want to suck your cunt, Marcy! I want to tonguefuck your sweet, juicy cunt! Let me make you come, Marcy!”
Marcy didn’t resist when Susan began to strip her panties down. She lifted her ass, helping. “Be quiet,” she breathed. “Jerry… ohhh, I want it, too, Susan! I… oh, yes, suck me!” With her panties gone, Marcy flung her long legs wide open, urging Susan to lick and suck. She grabbed the blonde hair in both hands, and began beating her cunt up and down as Susan once more thrust her tongue into her cunt. She thrashed her legs about while Susan’s fingers dug into her creamy ass, lifting Marcy’s cunt to her mouth. Susan’s tongue went much deeper than her son’s, and she swished and swirled it in a way Jerry had not yet learned to do. The wet sounds seemed very loud to Marcy, but the sensations Susan was producing in her cunt made them add to her pleasure. She slammed her pussy up and down, beating it into Susan’s sucking mouth swiftly, her stomach rippling with an impending orgasm.
“Ooooh, yes!” Marcy moaned, suddenly twisting as her cunt convulsed.
Susan made a whimpering sound as Marcy’s hairy pussy clutched her tongue, sucking at it.
The tip of her middle finger moved into the crack of Marcy’s ass, and Marcy yelped in delight when Susan stabbed it into her asshole, ramming it in and out while her tongue kept her coming and coming.
As Marcy lay trembling, Susan climbed up beside her, fondling Marcy’s tits, her lips and tongue toying with her rigid nipples. When Susan lifted her face, Marcy didn’t hesitate. She kissed her pussywet lips tenderly, and pushed her tongue past Susan’s lips. Susan purred softly as she sucked Marcy’s tongue, pressing her softly haired cunt against Marcy’s hip, rubbing there. “Why, Susan?” Marcy asked softly, glancing over to make sure her son was still sleeping.
“I was hot, Marcy. I had to do something. It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked. That son of a bitch I married is too busy with his high school girls, and I’m the kind of girl that needs it so much. I’m so glad you let me suck you!”
“But why me?”
“You’re here, Marcy,” Susan said softly, glancing to see if Jerry was still asleep, too. “When I felt you so close to me, so silky smooth, I had to touch you.”
“But we’re… we’re both women.”
“I know that,” Susan said. She lifted up, holding her head on one hand and looking dawn at Marcy in the dim light, cupping a tit. “Marcy, I don’t have any idea what cunt tastes like. This is the first time I’ve sucked a pussy. But I do know, what a cock tastes like. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say your cunt tastes like cock. You didn’t get fucked at the park somehow, did you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Marcy said, feeling a warm flush on her face. “I tasted comejuice in your cunt, honey!”
Susan purred softly: “That was comejuice from a cock.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I certainly didn’t get…”
“Don’t worry about it now,” Susan said, sliding her cunt along Marcy’s hips. “Do you mind if I rub my cunt on you? I can come that way.”
For a moment Marcy was still.
“Oh, Susan!” she said suddenly, twisting onto her side and throwing her arms about the blonde beauty, hugging her tightly. “You don’t have to rub on me. Let me do it for yo
u. It’s only fair.”
“With your lips and tongue?”
For a moment Marcy hesitated. She felt Susan pressing her blonde pussy against hers, and Susan was holding the cheeks of her ass as they strained together.
“Okay,” Marcy murmured. “I’ll do it that way!”
“Together!” Susan mewled. “I want to suck you again.”
They twisted about on the bed, uncovered. Susan climbed on top of Marcy, her face between Marcy’s open thighs. Marcy ran her hands up Susan’s thighs to the compact ass, closing her palms about her asscheeks. She inhaled the clean scent of Susan’s cunt, lifting her face. Susan spread her knees over Marcy’s face, and lowered her cunt.
The soft wetness of Susan’s cunt was strange, but delightful, Marcy felt when it pushed into her face. When Susan started licking at her cunt once more, Marcy ran her tongue up and down the slit of the juicy cunt above her face. To her surprise, she found it very pleasant. She tasted fuckjuices as she opened her mouth, placing her lips around Susan’s bubbling pussy. She moved her tongue inside it, her silky cunt-flesh exciting her. Her nose pushed at Susan’s puckered ass hole as her tongue fucked deep into her cunt.
With her arms wrapped about Marcy’s naked ass, Susan was sucking greedily once again, and Marcy was returning it. She sucked and licked at Susan’s fuzzy cunt as hungrily as she had her son’s cock. She didn’t mind at all when Susan slammed her cunt hard against her mouth, grinding frantically. She clung to her creamy naked ass with tight hands, sliding her tongue about Susan’s inflamed clit sucking on it as Susan sucked hers. They made wet sounds, purring and mewling with increasing passion. Marcy sucked and kissed at the silky insides of Susan’s thighs, then buried her face again into her steamy wetness, slurping with her tongue. She pulled at Susan’s ass, spreading her asscheeks wide, rubbing at the crinkle of her tight asshole. She groaned as she felt Susan’s finger sliding back up her asshole, then gasped with rapture when Susan started fingerfucking her in the ass.
Marcy fucked her tongue greedily into Susan’s soft, wet pussy, licking and swirling, her cuntjuices drenching her mouth, making her lips and chin very slippery. Between her own thighs, Susan was hungrily sucking, sometimes on the hairy lips of her cunt, sometimes at her swollen cunt, and many times fucking her tongue deeply. Susan’s fingers sliding in and out of her asshole sent ecstasy flowing through her naked body. Marcy thrust her crotch up, grinding frantically into Susan’s mouth, her thighs squeezing the blonde woman’s head, then flinging wide open, only to close them again.
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