Misty slipped her hands underneath her mother’s uplifted hips and closed her fingers upon the shivering, naked cheeks of her ass. Her fingers worked, digging and squeezing at hot Mother’s slowly gyrating ass, her tongue lapping up and down the moist, swollen lips of her cunt.
Ann was groaning as her ecstasy grew, and Misty was making soft, mewling, gurgling sounds. Her tongue moved up and down her mother’s seeping slit, then she began to suck and lick at one cunt lip, then the other one. Her tongue swirled up and twisted about her mother’s throbbing, inflamed clit. Finally, Misty closed her lips about her clit and began to suck greedily on it.
Ann tossed her hips up, grinding into her daughter’s sucking, licking mouth again as the excitement took control over her exploding passions. Again, she gasped as her daughter’s tongue suddenly stabbed down and into her cunt. It seemed to her that her daughter’s tongue went deeper into her pussy than her husband’s cock ever had. The darting tongue moved in and out of her pussy, wiggling wickedly, flicking swiftly and hungrily. The hot mewls of Misty’s sucking mouth floated to Ann, sending her ass up hard into her daughter’s greedy lips. She gurgled with reeling ecstasy, grinding her bushy pussy in a tingling, throbbing frenzy into her daughter’s mouth.
“Ohhh, Misty, Misty!” she whined. “Baby! That’s so good, baby! Ooooo, lick my cunt!”
Ann was not hearing what she said; her mind boiled with ecstasy. “Lick my cunt for me, darling! Oooo, lick it for me, Misty! That’s so good!”
Misty’s tongue flew and thrust, fucking into her mother’s cunt hungrily, her mouth wide open and pressing upon her hairy, steaming pussy lips. Her upper lip smashed against the woman’s throbbing clit, writhing even as her tongue slammed in and out of her clinging cunt lips.
Moaning loudly now, Ann felt her orgasm swelling hotly inside her gyrating body. She closed her eyes to further enjoy her daughter’s tongue, biting into her bottom lip as she churned her ass about wildly.
When her orgasm struck, it was with the force of a gale. Ann screamed loudly. She closed her smooth thighs about her daughter’s shoulders, whipping her pussy furiously into the girl’s stabbing tongue. Her hairy cunt gripped at Misty’s thrusting tongue, flexing tightly on it. Her body shook violently, and her mind reeled with exploding, bright colors.
It seemed a long time before Ann found reality.
Her daughter’s warm body was snuggled up against her, one hand resting lightly on her tit. Th girl’s soft, hot thigh was across her hips, and her even breathing fanned her shoulder.
Ann wrapped her arm beneath her daughter’s shoulders and pulled her close. She hugged her and felt her lips kiss her cheek. She turned on her side, facing Misty, and immediately, the girl kissed her mother’s mouth. Ann surprised herself; she thrust her tongue into Misty’s mouth.
Startled at her boldness, she withdrew her tongue quickly and listened to her daughter’s soft giggle. “Oh, Mother, you can kiss me that way now, can’t you?”
To emphasize her words, Misty slipped her hand from her mother’s tit and, down her stomach. Sliding her thigh down, she cupped her mother’s cunt and squeezed it very lightly. A soft moan bubbled from Ann, and now with only a shred of shyness, she ran the tip of her tongue over her daughter’s lips.
“You’re sweet, Misty,” she whispered, feeling like a teenaged girl with a boy for the first time.
“And your pussy is sweet, Mother,” Misty replied as she gently sucked her mother’s tongue between her lips.
Ann felt thrilled by the words her daughter used, a thrill that was, so far, unknown to her. She let the words float in her mind, enjoying them.
“Pussy,” she murmured. Then louder: “Pussy!”
Misty giggled, squeezing her mother’s cunt harder. “That’s what all the kids call it, Mother… pussy. But they say other things too.”
“Tell me, baby,” Ann urged, knowing the words but wanting to hear them come from her daughter.
“Oh, cunt… and things like twat and snatch and that kinda stuff,” Misty said, laughing softly.
“Cunt,” Ann said softly, the word exciting her. She had wanted to say them before, but shyness prevented that. Now she laughed lewdly. “Cunt, pussy, twat, snatch! Oooo, they sound good, Misty!”
Misty giggled and hugged her mother tightly. Ann returned the pressure, and within a few more moments, they were sound asleep.
CHAPTER THREE
Ann came awake quickly.
The hand caressing her firm, arching tit startled her for a moment, then she remembered. Turning to face Misty, she smiled at the softly giggling girl.
“What a way to wake up,” Ann murmured. “Feels good, though,” Misty replied. Without a trace of shyness, Ann twisted on the bed and faced her daughter, quickly pressing her lips to Misty’s. Then she swung her long legs over the bed and stood up, her gown falling past her hips. She stood and looked down at Misty, taking in the sight of the sweet, lovely girl from head to toe.
Misty’s gown was rumpled around her waist, and with a smile of pleasure, she parted her legs teasingly, exposing her sugary cunt.
Ann was aware of the warm feeling in her pussy, but she was not blushing. For a moment, she gazed at her daughter’s cunt, then turned and started for the adjoining bathroom. As she was pulling her gown off, Misty came in.
With a smile, Ann leaned over the tub and turned the taps. Her naked ass was presented to Misty, and the little girl began running her hands over her creamy ass cheeks. Ann gave a low gurgle of pleasure and remained bent over longer than necessary.
When the tub was filled, Ann climbed in and looked up as her daughter stepped into the water, too. They sat facing each other, water swirling about their waists. Misty was fascinated by her mother’s arching, pointed tits, and Ann thought her daughter’s tits, although small, were the cutest things ever.
Misty’s tits were small mounds of creamy flesh, firm and spongy, with beautiful pink nipples. Ann reached out and caressed them, making Misty mewl with delight. Taking a nipple each between her thumbs and forefingers, Ann pulled and twisted tenderly. Misty immediately began doing the same to her mother’s tits.
They kissed once more then Ann began to wash her daughter’s body with a soapy cloth. She spent a lot of time washing her lovely tits, and then she told Misty to stand up. Misty stood in the tub, spreading her legs so her mother could get between them. Ann, her eyes hot again, began washing her daughter’s sugary cunt. The girl’s tiny clit glistened from its moist folds, and when she arched her hips forward, Ann leaned into them.
The urge to kiss her daughter’s cunt was too strong to resist. She placed her pursed lips upon Misty’s slightly puffy cunt lips, kissing them. Misty giggled and suddenly grabbed the back of her mother’s head, holding her mouth against her pussy. Then she began to grind her cunt into her mother’s lips.
The wet taste of her daughter’s cunt sent a rippling thrill racing through Ann, and before she knew it, she was licking at the girl’s pulsating pussy.
Never had Ann’s mouth been on a cunt, nor even a cock, for that matter. This first taste of a cunt sent Ann’s mind reeling. She lifted her soapy hands and gripped the small checks of Misty’s grinding ass, squeezing hard at her springy ass flesh. Her tongue lapped up and down the girl’s tight, hot cunt slit, moving from near her asshole to the tip of her inflamed clit. Ann licked the lips of her daughter’s cunt, tasting each in turn, sucking on them with greedy lips.
Misty cooed with delight and placed a hand against the wall to brace herself as she lifted one leg tar the edge of the tub to spread her legs wider. Ann shoved her face under her daughter’s spreading thighs, arching her face up and pressing her hungry mouth tightly against the girl’s boiling cunt. Her tongue licked back and forth, tasting her seeping cunt fluids, her nose pressed into her small thatch of silky pussy hair.
Her eyes shone up into Misty’s face as the girl looked down at her with smoldering eyes.
“Ooooo, Mother!” Misty cooed sweetly. “Lick my pussy for
me, Mother! Oh, that’s good, Mother! Your tongue feels so good on my cunt. Put it inside me, Mother! Put your tongue inside my cunt!”
Holding her daughter’s ass tightly in her palms, Ann slipped her tongue forward and found her pussy entrance tight and hot, wet and easy to slip into. Her tongue was long, and it went deep. She fluttered it about the hot, wet, velvety walls of Misty’s cunt. Then as her daughter had done with her pussy the night before, she began to plunge her tongue in and out. She felt the girl’s cunt grip her flicking tongue, and the flexing waves sent delight through her.
Misty’s body was shaking with ecstasy as her mother tonguefucked her tight pussy. Her gaze blazed down into her mother’s as she twisted and banged her pussy into her sucking, tonguefucking mouth.
“Mother! Oh, Mother!” Misty mewled. “Your tongue… oohh, it goes so deep in my cunt! Your tongue goes so deep in my cunt, Mother! Ahhh, work it in and out! Tonguefuck my cunt, Mother!”
Ann’s tongue stabbed in and out of the gripping heat of her daughter’s slippery cunt, her fingers digging into the springy flesh of her small ass cheeks. The waves of flexing motions around her tongue thrilled her. Misty’s cunt seemed to suck and nibble.
Ann was breathing harshly, her hot breath burning the few strands of Misty’s pussy hair. Her own cunt was steaming again, and she sensed an orgasm of her own building in her pussy just from tonguefucking her daughter’s sugary, hot, wet cunt!
“Oooo, I’m about to come, Mother!” Misty wailed, grinding her cunt furiously now. “Ohhh, golly, Mother, your tongue is so deep in my pussy! I’m gonna come, Mother! Your hot tongue is gonna make me come!”
Ann’s tongue shot in and out while Misty banged her slippery cunt brutally against her mouth. Misty was beating her pussy so fast and hard into Ann’s face, her head reeled with the force. But she didn’t mind. The taste of the girl’s cunt, the tightness about her tongue, the contractions that drew on it as Misty came sent her into a thrilling, climax, her cunt bursting with a strong orgasm. Soft whimpering sounds bubbled up from her, escaping the tightness of her mouth upon the climaxing pussy of her daughter.
She kept her mouth pressed to Misty’s cunt and held the girl’s small, shaking ass cheeks until the ripples of ecstasy receded.
“Oh, Mother!” Misty said, sitting back in the water. “That was so good! Golly, that’s what I call a real cunt lick!”
Ann laughed. “Cunt lick,” she repeated. “I like that. Cunt lick… and a tonguefuck!”
Delighted with this new aspect of their relationship, they toweled each other, then went back into the bedroom. Ann began dressing by pulling on a pair of bikini panties, then a bra.
Misty frowned at the bra. “Oh, Mother. Girls don’t wear them anymore,” she said. “Especially when they have such fantastic tits like yours. Leave the bra off, Mother.”
Ann hesitated. Then, finding pleasure in her new boldness, she tossed it aside. She slipped on an eggshell colored skirt and a creamy summer sweater. Her nipples jutted through the thin material, boldly outlined in two points.
“Don’t you think you better get dressed, honey?” she asked. “You can’t walk around heree naked. Eric and Marty would have fits.”
Misty giggled. “I hope they’re the right kind of fits,” she said.
Ann lifted her eyebrows. “What would be the right kind?”
“Hard cocks!” Misty yelped delightfully. “Nice, big, hard cocks!”
“Misty!” Ann said, shocked. “They are your brothers. Shame on you.”
“And you’re my mother,” Misty reminded Ann. “I don’t see any difference.”
Ann had no come back. Misty was absolutely right. There was no way she could insist her daughter keep her hands off her brothers — not after they licked each other’s cunt.
“I think you still better put some clothes on,” she said. But there was no force in her words.
She was thinking that if her husband were alive, he would shit a ton of used bricks. But the idea appealed to Ann. A shiver ran up and down her spine, and her pussy pulsated and twitched as she thought of Misty fucking those two boys. She drew a mental picture of it, see ng either Eric or Marty’s cock going into Misty’s tight, sugary cunt. She almost came standing there.
Misty made a face, but pulled her gown over her naked body before she went into the hall toward her room. Ann watched the exciting twitch of her daughter’s ass. Until the day before, she had not thought of Misty as being an erotic little girl. Now, it seemed there was so much eroticism in that small, beautiful body, it would do just about anything to receive satisfaction.
As she prepared breakfast for her children, Ann turned it over in her mind. If Misty should happen to fuck one or both of her brothers, would it make me feel ashamed? She wondered. Perhaps I could pretend knowing nothing about it. But that would be impossible. After what Misty said, the excitement I felt inside in my cunt was too much.
As they all sat down to eat breakfast, Ann’s gaze moved over her sons’ faces. She had not considered them in an erotic context before. But then she had not considered Misty that way, either. Both Eric and Marty looked too young to want to fuck a girl — especially Misty.
Eric was the oldest of the three, with Marty one year younger. Misty, of course, was the youngest. Ann had never caught her son’s jacking off; had not even seen a spot of jizz on their sheets. Perhaps, she thought, they aren’t as erotic or interested in fucking as most boys that age.
Glancing at Misty, she saw the expression she had seen in the bedroom. The girl was peeking from lowered lashes at her brothers. Maybe Misty really does want to fuck her brothers, Ann thought.
She found out about noon that Misty did indeed.
She had been walking up the hallway toward her bedroom, and as she passed the closed door to Eric’s and Marty’s room, the sound of whispered voices stopped her.
Misty’s voice could be heard clearly, but the replies of her brother were whispered and muffled.
“You gotta lemme see it, Eric,” Misty said. “I showed you, didn’t I? Come on, you’re not supposed to change your mind once you promise.”
Ann found she could open the door, and quietly, she twisted the knob. Peeking in, she saw Misty sitting on Eric’s bed, her panties off and her legs spread wide. Eric was gazing at his sister’s naked cunt. She was pleading with him to take his cock out of his pants.
“You promised I could see your cock, Eric,” Misty said, shoving her legs wider apart. “Come on, take your cock out and show it to me. Don’t be a chicken.”
“Mom’s in the house, Misty,” Eric protested. “She’ll catch us.”
“No she won’t,” Misty said. “Take your cock out, Eric, or I will.”
Ann saw Misty reach for the front of her brother’s pants. Eric, she noted, did not try to stop her. Misty pulled his zipper down then her small hand disappeared inside. She pulled out Eric’s cock, and Ann almost gasped.
Eric’s cock was very hard, his prick head swollen large. She saw his pisshole, saw the glistening drops of pre-cum on it. When Misty wrapped her fingers about her brother’s cock and began to pump on it. Ann felt fiery pulsations inside her panties. Her crotch became wet, and her clit throbbed.
“Oh, golly, Eric!” Misty crooned in a thick voice. “Your cock sure is big and hard! Can you make it come, Eric?”
“Sure I can make it come, silly,” he replied. “I wanna see it come,” Misty murmured as her fist stroked his prick up and down, squeezing hard. “I wanna see your cock come. Will you make it come for me, Eric?”
“That’s kid stuff,” he said. “I don’t have to jack off like some dumb kids, Misty.”
“You don’t?” Misty asked, looking up at him but still pumping her fist on his cock.
“What do you do, then?”
“I fuck Gloria,” he said.
Misty giggled. “You do? Really, Eric? Do you really fuck her?”
“Sure.”
“Does Marty fuck her, too?”
“He did a f
ew times,” Eric admitted.
Ann was about to come as she stood listening to this conversation between her son and daughter. The idea of her son’s cock sliding in to Gloria’s cunt excited her, but not as much as the idea of him fucking Misty.
“You wanna fuck me?” Misty asked.
“You?”
“Why not?” Misty said. “I like to fuck, too. Wanna put your cock in my cunt and fuck me, Eric? I’d like that. Come on, I’ll let you fuck me.”
Misty lay back on the bed, turning loose her brother’s hard cock. She dangled one foot over the edge of the bed. She lifted her pussy in offering to her brother.
“Come on and fuck me, Eric! Golly, I wanna be fucked, too!”
Ann was breathing hard, trying to hold the sound down. Her cunt was having fits of its own, throbbing and twitching and threatening to come. She leaned against the doorjamb as she watched Eric shove his pants down to his knees. His cock stood out straight and hard, and his balls dangled beneath. Hair covered the base of his prick, with sparse strands on his balls. The head of his prick was very swollen, and Ann could see the flaring of his pisshole as he leaned over his sister.
Misty arched her cunt higher as Eric rubbed the head of his cock up and down her cunt lips. Their position was perfect for Ann to watch everything.
“Stick your cock in my cunt, Eric!” Misty squealed. “Come on! Put your prick in my cunt!”
Ann sucked in air as she saw the head of her son’s cock penetrate the tight, wet lips of her daughter’s cunt. Misty hissed with pleasure as his prick slipped in deeper. Then as his balls rested upon the cheeks of her small ass, she grabbed his ass cheeks in her two hands and began to churn her cunt up and down his cock.
Ann was about to come just by watching them. She stared with hot eyes, watching her son’s naked ass bounce up and down, seeing his cock fucking into the gripping lips of Misty’s cunt. His balls swung about as he speeded up, driving his cock in and out of the girl’s wet, hot pussy with vigorous stabs.
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