Frank stripped quickly, eagerly. Peggy with her eyes staring at her aunt, watching Linda fingerfucking herself, removed her frilly blouse, then her skin. She stood in white, tight panties, her tiny titties succulent with pink little nipples.
“Your panties,” Linda whispered. “Take your panties off, too.”
Frank watched as his cousin peeled her panties off. Linda stared at her naked niece, seeing that candied slit between those slim thighs. The idea of her son touching that pretty cunt, playing and feeling of it excited her. She crooked her finger at Peggy, and Peggy came toward her, her young eyes blazing. As she stood near Linda, Linda ran her hand over her niece’s perky little titties, down her side, around back to feel the small cheeks of Peggy’s ass. Frank, watching his mother feel his cousin, came close, his cock lifting into hardness. Linda moved her hand between her niece’s hot little thighs, cupping that sweet cunt.
“Oooo, Aunt Linda!” Peggy squealed, her naked body shivering.
The beautiful heat burning her palm made Linda tremble. She rubbed at her niece’s cunt, bringing her other hand to her son’s cock. She pumped on Frank’s cock and fondled Peggy’s succulent cunt, making soft gasping sounds of pleasure. She pushed a finger into her niece’s cunt, finding it even hotter, very tight.
“I don’t think your father’s cock would ever go in here, not now,” Linda purred softly, fingering her niece. “Maybe later…”
“I know!” Peggy squealed, humping her young hips. “He told me that, too! I can hardly wait!”
“Until then,” Linda said hoarsely, “you can fuck Frank. All the time, anytime you want it.”
Peggy squealed again, and Linda removed her hand from her son’s cock, and Peggy quickly grasped it. With her finger moving in and out of her niece’s succulent cunt, Linda watched the small hand jacking her son’s cock. Her cunt lurched, and she shot her free hand between her thighs.
“I wanna fuck now!” Peggy moaned. “Why can’t we fuck now, Aunt Linda?”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t,” Linda replied.
“But Daddy…”
“Fuck your daddy!” Linda biased. “You’re with me now. If you want to fuck, then fuck!”
“Oooo, I wanna fuck!” Peggy cried with excitement. “But my daddy said…”
“I’ll take care of your daddy, baby,” Linda urged. “Now, go on… fuck! Both of you, fuck if you want to!”
She watched excitedly as her son and niece went to the floor, arms and legs thrashing. Peggy fell to her back with eager giggles, spreading her long, slim thighs wide. Her pretty little cunt parted, the tip of her small clitoris standing up. Frank dropped between his cousin’s legs, his cock dripping with anticipation. Linda stared at them, her eyes burning on Peggy’s waiting cunt and her son’s lowering cock. She flung her slender thighs wide, and began to stab fingers into her hairy, juicy cunt with abandon.
“Fuck her, Frank!” she moaned. “Ohhh, God, let me see your hard cock go in Peggy’s, sweet, hot little cunt!”
The juicy sounds seemed loud as Linda pounded her fingers into her burning cunt. Her eyes slitted, but she could see clearly. She watched the swollen head of her son’s cock penetrate the pink lips of Peggy’s cunt, saw them stretching, saw the eager way Peggy arched her crotch to Frank, her little hands balled tightly near her shoulders. Peggy’s eyes steamed and she gasped through parted lips.
Frank’s cock slithered into his cousin’s sugary cunt.
“Oooooo,” Peggy sobbed, twisting her hips as Frank’s cock went all the way into her young cunt. “Ohhh, Frank! Golly, it feels so good. I like your cock in my pussy better than I do your finger! Ahhh, Frank, fuck me now! Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me!”
Linda was not at all surprised at the vigorous bouncing of Peggy’s creamy little, naked ass.
Peggy began to lunge her cunt up and down before Frank began to move, fucking her cunt on his cock. Linda gazed at that hot slit devouring Frank’s cock, and her fingers rammed brutally into her dripping cunt, her titties rising and falling as she panted in excitement.
“Oooo, Peggy, you’re so tight!” Frank groaned, humping his naked ass, driving his cock into his cousin’s clinging cunt.
“And your cock is so big!” Peggy yelped, grinding her cunt onto his prick. “Oooo, I like to feel your cock in my pussy!”
Linda urged them with words, ramming all four of her fingers into her ant, trying to stuff her complete hand into it. Her pussy burned like fire, and, between her words of encouragement, she gasped and sobbed with visual pleasure. Seeing her son’s naked ass bobbing, watching his cock fucking into Peggy’s creamy, smooth cunt, she was almost pissed off at her brother again. How could Brett deny Frank and Peggy this pleasure! How could he make them wait until he was ready to see them fucking? Was he that much of a voyeur, that much of a jack off artist? Couldn’t he see that watching her son and daughter fucking, it would make his jack off better?
Oddly, Linda could understand her brother’s desire to look and jack off in this moment.
Watching her son’s hard cock fucking into that deliciously young cunt of Peggy was thrilling, exciting. She felt her hairy pussy grab at her buried fingers, and the hot, wet lips squeezed. She lifted her ass and tried to get her fingers deeper, but either her hand was too big, or her cunt was too small.
“I can feel your balls hitting me on my ass!” Peggy gurgled, straining her cunt up, twisting passionately. “I can feel your balls hitting my ass, Frank!”
Frank pulled up on his cousin’s hips, sitting on his heels, watching her sweet cunt stretch about his prick. He was biting at his tongue, and Linda knew that he was struggling to keep from coming off so fast.
Frank and Peggy panted and gasped, thrashing together. Linda sat with her legs wide open, her hairy cunt stuffed with her fingers, her curvy ass hanging over the edge of the couch. When Brett stepped into the house without knocking, that was the scene that greeted him.
Linda didn’t glance at her brother; she watched her son and niece.
Brett took it all in, a grin spreading over his face. He saw Frank’s cock inside his daughter’s cunt, saw the wiggles Peggy made, heard her soft cries of ecstasy. He looked at his sister, and pulled his cock from his pants. His cock was already half hard in that short time.
Without looking at her brother, watching Frank’s cock and Peggy’s cunt, Linda said.
“Brett, shut the damned door and take your clothes off.”
Brett slammed the door, undressing quickly, watching his daughter’s smooth cunt holding his nephew’s cock.
“Ohhh, Daddy, look at me!” Peggy squealed. “I’m getting fucked, Daddy! Frank is fucking me! Ooooo, I love it, too, Daddy! Watch his cock go in my cunt, Daddy!”
Brett stood naked, his thick, long cock seeping from his flaring piss hole. He was grinning at his daughter as he started forward. As he started to step over Peggy’s head, going to Linda, his daughter shot her hand up between his thighs swiftly, grabbing his balls. Her other hand grabbed at his hard cock, and with hot squeals, Peggy jacked her father’s cock and pulled on his hairy balls.
“Oooo, I’m gonna fuck this big cock one of these days!” Peggy gasped. “I’m gonna fuck it good and you won’t have to jack off any more, Daddy!”
“He doesn’t have to jack off now,” Linda said. “Peggy, turn your father’s cock loose. I want it in my cunt!”
Peggy released her father. “Go fuck Aunt Linda, Daddy,” she moaned. “Fuck, her hairy cunt and watch me! Oooo, Daddy, this is better… better than anything!”
As Brett came close to his sister, Linda took his cock and pulled it to her pussy, forcing her brother to his knees. But as she stuffed the big head of his cock into her cunt, both she and Brett were watching Peggy and Frank…
THE END
HP-6424 TWO NAUGHTY MOTHERS
FOREWORD
It has been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul, some hidden secret desire that may never surface to be seen by even the closest c
onfidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister or it may be trivial and trite.
In America such dark passions are easily submerged by the complexities of modern daily life. But sometimes these passions are exposed and one more scandal hits the headlines.
TWO NAUGHTY MOTHERS is a dramatic presentation of people who dare to let their basest desires come to the fore, but most especially it is about Susan Holcomb and Karen Mason and their teenage sons and their taboo desires. Together they are swept into an illicit web of lust, from which none seem willing or able to escape. They are some of the few in our modern society who are willing to accept the consequences for allowing themselves to become completely liberated.
TWO NAUGHTY MOTHERS — the startling story of people who dare to let it all hang out.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Susan Holcomb leaned back on the redwood lounge chair, enjoying the way the sun burned down on her bare thighs. On the small table next to her was a frosted bottle of imported beer. She was not much of a drinker, but on days as hot as this, she enjoyed a beer.
On the soft grass was her son, Robert. He was wrestling with his friend from next door. Robert was not yet in high school. He would be starting this coming fall. His friend, Tom, had just completed his first year in high school. Susan thought it strange that they should be such good friends. Although there was only a year difference in their ages, the social structure of teenagers usually prevented one from associating with someone in a lower class.
Susan shifted her position on the lounge chair, and her skirt slipped higher on her long, creamy thighs. She watched the boys with half-closed eyes, feeling dreamy and lazy. The sun was at its peak, and the afternoon was going to be even hotter. She could feel sweat at her armpits and between her thighs. Unknowingly, she spread her feet farther apart. Closing her eyes to the rays of the sun, she let her mind drift. She began thinking about sex, something she thought about a lot.
Susan was an extremely sensual woman. She enjoyed and loved sex for sex’s sake. It was something she could easily separate from love.
Although she had remained faithful to her husband until the divorce, it had not prevented her from imagining all sorts of erotic situations, with herself the center of attention.
Even now she could feel her tits swelling inside her thin blouse, her nipples tingling with sensation. There was a throb of anticipation between her thighs, inside her cunt. Her pussy twitched and quivered, the hairy lips puffing up. Her clit burned with the need to be touched, and she considered going into the house and fingering her cunt to an orgasm.
She did not notice when Karen Mason entered the yard.
Karen was Tom’s mother, a year older than Susan’s thirty-two. Karen was an extremely beautiful woman, tall and slender, with deliciously shaped curves. Karen’s tits arched and swelled out in perfection, and her ass was a delight to look upon. It was tight and curvy, and flexed when she walked. Karen was as sensual as Susan, if not more so. She knew she was attractive, and dressed to show off her inviting body. She wore a halter over her tits, and the nipples were outlined clearly. She also wore a pair of very brief shorts, with slits up each side almost to her waist.
“My, my,” Karen said quietly.
Susan opened her eyes. “Oh, hello, Karen.”
“You want to know something, Susan?” Karen said, sitting in a padded chair. “You’re giving those boys of ours quite a nice show.”
“What do you mean?” Susan said, sipping at her beer, which had become warm.
Karen pointed a finger. Robert and Tom were sitting on the grass facing the women, their eyes wide and hot looking.
“I still don’t understand,” Susan said.
“Look at your skirt, honey.”
Susan looked, and saw that her skirt had come almost to her hips. “Oh, God!” she cried, quickly closing her thighs and smoothing her skirt down.
“It’s too late, baby,” Karen laughed softly.
“They were sitting there staring at your panties. I saw it when I came through the gate. Did you know there’s hair sticking out at the crotch?”
Susan’s face flushed. She sat up quickly, placing her feet firmly on the patio.
Karen laughed again. “They sure got themselves an eyeful, Susan. Me too, for that matter.”
“Stop it, Karen,” Susan said, but she wasn’t angry.
“I’m sure those two boys of ours have delicious hardons about now.”
“Oh, Karen!” Susan sighed. “Must you always talk like that?”
“Why not?” Karen replied. “A hard-on is a hard-on, you know. I simply love a cock when it gets up so hard, don’t you?”
Susan blushed again, and she knew it would only encourage Karen. Still, despite her shyness, she found it very enjoyable to listen to Karen. It excited her in a way that she didn’t fully understand. She looked at Karen. The woman was sitting in the chair, her knees apart. Susan swallowed when she noticed the dark curls of cunt hair along the crotch band of the tight, very brief shorts. Then it dawned on her that the shorts were white, thin, and the shadow of Karen’s pussy hair was plainly visible through them.
“I just bought them,” Karen said, realizing what Susan was thinking. “Do you like them?”
“They show everything, Karen,” Susan said in a low voice. “I could never wear anything like that. I’d die with embarrassment.”
“Not me,” Karen laughed. “I’ve got to attract a man somehow. If I don’t get fucked pretty soon, I’ll go out of my mind.”
“You attract every man around here,” Susan said.
“I know, and every one of them with some little wife lurking about, keeping her eye on her man.” She made a face. “No, baby, I don’t want any of these married guys. That’s trouble.”
“Then look someplace else,” Susan suggested.
“I have.”
“Oh?” Susan looked at her friend. “Have you settled on any particular man?”
“I sure have,” Karen laughed, her tone throaty and suggestive.
Excitement bubbled up in Susan. “Who is it? Do I know him? Come on, Karen, tell me!”
Karen pointed a finger. Susan gasped. “You’re joking!”
“Why would I joke about that?”
Susan glanced at her son, who was still sitting on the grass. He was whispering to Tom.
Looking back at Karen, she couldn’t tell by her expression if she was fooling around or not. “You can’t be serious. Why, Robert isn’t even old enough to know about that. Come on, Karen!”
“He’s old enough,” Karen said. “You just haven’t been paying attention.”
“But Karen,” Susan said, “that would be like fucking your own son. You’ve known Robert and me for five years. Shame on you.”
“What’s so shameful about it?” Karen replied, taking one of Susan’s cigarettes. “I’ve considered Tom, too. I mean, look at that kid. He’s getting pretty big, and you can bet he’s got a nice cock on him.”
“You’re horrible!”
“Not at all, baby,” Karen said, blowing smoke. “Why go hunting when I can have it tight in my own house?”
“You wouldn’t,” Susan whispered.
“I’ve certainly thought about it,” Karen said, looking at her son. “I saw him just the other day in the shower, and his cock sure looked good to inc. No, I’m not kidding at all… I don’t think.”
Susan made no reply. She lit a cigarette, noticing her fingers were shaking. Surely Karen wouldn’t fuck her own son. But she might fuck Robert. Susan drew a mental picture of her son, his cock very hard, stabbing it into Karen’s dark haired cunt. She was surprised at the sudden boiling sensation between her thighs.
She quickly changed the subject. Karen was gazing at her with her dark eyes, eyes that held a strange expression in them. They looked hot, excited, and… Susan wasn’t sure. She stood there, holding the unopened bottle of beer, gazing back with her own blue eyes. She felt a shiver ripple through her body, a shiver of antici
pation, of desire.
She watched Karen’s face come closer, and she felt frozen to the floor. Her legs started to tremble and she felt weak.
Then Karen had her moist, warm lips against hers. Susan whimpered as the woman kissed her, and her eyes closed. She felt Karen’s hands caressing up and down her bare arms, and then she fell Karen’s arching, pointed tits pressing against her own.
Karen drew back. “Oh, baby, baby!” she murmured softly, looking directly into Susan’s eyes. “I’ve never done anything like this in my life, but somehow I…” And again she closed her lips against Susan’s mouth.
Susan felt the tip of Karen’s tongue move about her lips, and she moaned when she found her lips parting to accept the moist tongue. As Karen thrust herb tongue into Susan’s mouth, Susan found herself sucking at it. Then she felt Karen’s arms go about her and draw her tightly, her tits flattened against Karen’s tits. She felt the hot hands of the woman move down her back, then they were clutching at her swelling ass. Karen was grinding her hips against Susan’s, and shivers raced up and down her body.
When Karen pulled her tongue free of Susan’s wet mouth, Susan looked again into those dark, excited eyes. “Oh, Karen, we shouldn’t be… we better stop.”
But Karen’s fingers were digging into Susan’s firm, springy asscheeks, and Susan thought she would fall because her legs had become rubbery. She felt her skirt being inched up, then those inquisitive hands were on her panties, the smooth backs of her thighs, and again Karen was cupping the cheeks of Karen’s ass tightly.
“Baby, baby,” Karen whimpered, her hands fondling Susan’s ass. “I don’t know what it is, but you turned me on this afternoon. I saw your legs spread so wide, the way the boys were staring at your crotch. Oohhh, it made me so damned hot!”
“I’ve never done anything like this before either,” Susan said in a shaking voice. “I’ve never even touched another girl.”
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