"Ohhhhh," Kim sighed, her asscheeks jiggling around her sons face. She felt his soft, warm tongue wetting down her pink asshole and groaned lustfully. Her own son was licking her asshole! He was lapping the center of the throbbing ring and driving her crazy! She felt her clit grow and twitch.
"T-that's enough," she forced herself to say. "We've got to get cleaned and dressed before Mary and Jack return."
Reluctantly, Bill gave his mother's shitter one last lick, then reached around her full hip to search for her clit. He found it, took it between his finger and thumb and pulled it like a tiny prick. Kim shook, and her pendulous tits slapped together in her bent-over position. She was amazed by how quickly she creamed just from his ass-licking and clit-plucking.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was late when Jack returned, and when Mary walked in a few minutes later, Kim felt sure the girl had been watching and waiting for Jack. Kim, now that she'd had tune to think about what had happened, felt confusion and guilt. The word incest caused her to cringe with disgust and shame, but what she and Bill had done seemed beautiful, not dirty. It just didn't feel like incest – like all the awful tales she'd heard.
Her cunt still tingled pleasantly; it was stretched and relaxed as it hadn't been for years, and she knew she'd want a repeat performance from Bill as soon as possible. She was horny, and what teenager didn't love to fuck? Even if she was his mother, she knew she had the kind of body that would turn a saint into a drooling sex-fiend!
Kim dropped her robe and stood before the bedroom mirror. Damn – seven wasted years, she thought, hefting her mammoth tits in her hands. She turned sideways, admiring her firm, fleshy ass and thighs. No fat, no sag, except for her heavy tits. Kim weighed only a hundred and ten pounds, and she could only guess how many of those pounds were packed into her 42DD tits.
She turned again, satisfied that age had not yet touched her. Her figure was the same now as it had been ten years earlier. Not even Mary could compete with those curves! Kim smiled smugly at the thought, for Mary was not only eighteen and pretty, but stacked like the proverbial shithouse. Now that she thought of it, she recalled that Jack had always preferred big-titted girls. She wondered if her own heavy tits had influenced her older son's tastes.
Jack, meanwhile, was stretched out on his bed with a huge hard-on, cursing to himself. Just when he'd been at his horniest, there'd been an argument.
Now Mary had rushed off to the bathroom, probably to cry, he thought resentfully as he stroked his pulsing prick. Then he pulled his hand away. He wasn't going to beat his meat like a kid! No sir! When she got back he was going to wheedle a fuck out of Mary or die trying.
He switched off the light and tried to sleep, but visions of his sexy wife's naked body kept flitting through his mind. It was seldom that Jack saw Mary completely naked, and then it was usually accidental. But just the memory of her big, loosely swinging tits and the wide hips leading to her ample ass made his balls tighten. Fuck, maybe if he played it cool he could sweet-talk her into fucking when she returned from the bathroom. Thinking this, he dozed lightly.
Kim, having heard some of her son's argument, knew that Mary was in the bathroom crying. She listened for her return. But time passed – a long time – and still the girl stayed put. Kim felt sorry for Jack, and embarrassed for overhearing as much as she always did, but right now she needed someone to talk to. Maybe she and Jack could sort of cry on each other's shoulders. God knew they both had problems.
Putting on a thin nightie, Kim padded down the hall to Jack's room. Her heavily swinging tits moved the gauzy material, and the bare cheeks of her plump ass rolled, rubbing against each other sensuously. Her itchy cunt oozed and dripped, and she knew she'd be visiting Bill if Jack couldn't give her the strength to resist.
Damn! she muttered silently as the fat, hairy lips of her hungry cunt bloated and peeled apart, heavy and slippery with sexual excitement. She knew the insides of her plump thighs were slippery with her pussy-juice and hoped that she wouldn't get so hot that Jack could smell her.
Kim put a brave smile on her face as she walked into her older son's room. Mary had left the door open and she could see the faint outline of Jack on the bed.
Jack was half-awake when he saw someone enter the bedroom. Oh, yeah, he thought dreamily, big tits… Mary's big tits, love 'em. Wish she'd wear a nightie like that all the time.
Kim stopped beside the bed, gazing down at her handsome son with a tender, compassionate expression. Poor Jack, married so young, and so unhappy… Her eyes wandered down the sheet and she saw the twitching lump above his groin.
"Oh, my God!" she whispered, feeling her cunt go all heavy and loose. She'd come in here hoping to find the strength to resist Bill, and instead had found a reminder of what the boy could do for her. She turned to leave, but then turned to plant an affectionate kiss on Jack's cheek. As she bent, her mammoth tits overflowed the nighty and slapped gently together. Kim gasped, but Jack didn't even notice them. His sleepy eyes were fastened on the rich auburn pussy hair showing darkly through the thin material covering it.
"Mary," he sighed, lifting up on one elbow far enough to press his face against the hot-smelling cunt. Kim froze with shock, then gasped as her son pushed the folds of the nightie aside and covered her plump, juicy cunt-lips with his mouth.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she groaned, her legs automatically parting as his strong tongue stabbed deeply into her watery pussy.
Jack sensed his prudish wife's shock and, thinking she might draw back, grabbed her big asscheeks in both hands. His powerful fingers dug into the plump, spongy flesh and squeezed her asscheeks together, making the sweaty crack tingle and burn.
Kim's face flamed, as did her cunt. She swayed and staggered as her son's hands held her in place and his tongue slithered rapidly through the creamy trough of her pouting cunt. She shook from head to toe, gasped for breath enough to protest, but knew in her heart she didn't want such ecstasy to end.
"Uhhh, uhhhh," she grunted, grinding her cunt into his tongue as he found her standing clit and lashed it furiously. Unable to help herself, Kim grabbed Jack's head and held it steady as she humped against his face. She could feel the tension building in her erect, swollen clit as it was mashed in turn by his nose and tongue.
Jack, now fully awake, but lost in the taste and smell of hot cunt, rolled his eyes up and watched tits bounce and shudder. Jeez, the overripe tits looked bigger than he'd ever seen them, and the nipples were so thick… He lifted his eyes higher and went rigid with shock. It was his mother!
Kim let go of Jack's head as her orgasm struck. Her legs gave way and she sank to the floor, kicking her heels and humping her ass, her hands scrabbling in the wet flesh between her thighs.
"Awwwwww! Uhhhhhhh! Ohhh-h-h-h!" she cried, her eyes wide with the intensity of her cum. She looked up at Jack as he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her half-exposed, full-fleshed body.
As if hypnotized, he stooped over her and grabbed her huge, rolling tits. A sharp thrill ran through her despite her shame. Her huge nipples stiffened even more, as did her long clit. And then Jack was kneeling over her, resting his hard, hot length of cock-flesh in the deep, sweaty cleft of her big tits. The wet tip bumped her throat.
"Gotta… just gotta get of!" Jack mumbled. "Gotta fuck these tits – great tits."
"Mmmmhhhh!" Kim moaned when his fat cockhead nudged her parted lips, then her tongue darted out and stroked it.