Susan slumped when it was over, her legs still wide and her mouth open, gasping harshly. Jayne sat back, looking at her friend with a smile on her smeared face. Susan took her hand off her panties, and since they had been torn, they did not snap back over her pussy. Jayne caressed the still throbbing cunt, touching very lightly at the tingling cut. She pressed her face between the thighs once more, giving Susan's pussy a gentle kiss.
"Your turn next time," she said as she drew back again. "That was to get you started, Susan."
Susan sat up, breathing almost normally now. Her eyes glowed with the pleasure that still burned through her. She looked at Jayne. "I had no idea you were this way," she said. "I thought you were all talk, Jayne."
"Your mistake," Jayne smiled. "This could have been going on for some time, if you'd only loosened up."
"I have a hunch I'll be loose alot from now on," Susan laughed; impulsively, she leaned forward and kissed Jayne's wet cunt lips. Jayne grabbed her shoulders quickly and crushed her lips to Susan's. Her tongue snaked past Susan's lips. She licked inside Susan's mouth, then thrust her tongue back and forth like a small cock. Susan sucked on the tongue, then pulled away.
"Surely you were joking about our kids," she said.
"Not at all" Jayne smiled wickedly, "They've been playing their little games for months. And you did know about Julie and Tommy, didn't you?"
Susan nodded her head. "I caught them last night."
"I wondered when you would catch on, Susan," Jayne said. "Do they know that you know?"
Susan shook her head.
"Well, they know that I know," Jayne replied. "And you want to know something? They don't give a damn, either. Those three kids are so fucking hot, they don't give a fuck how many people know it. It's a good thing we live way out here, away from people."
Jayne's eyes became distant, then she said: "I wonder what Julie's little cunt would taste like?"
"Jayne!" Susan said, shocked. "You wouldn't! She's too young. Besides, my own daughter
"Not only Julie," Jayne said, still grinning wickedly, "but I'd sort of like to see about Tommy's sweet little cock."
"You're horrible!" Susan said, flushing.
"Not so horrible;" Jayne laughed. "Hey, I'll make a deal with you! You fuck my Robert and I'll fuck your Tommy. That way we both can have some cock now and then."
"I thought you preferred pussy," Susan teased.
"I prefer cock and pussy-both! Period!" Jayne laughed. "When one isn't available, the other will do nicely. And if both cock and cunt is available, so much the better!"
"But to fuck our sons!"
"So what?" Jayne said. "You'll be fucking my son, and I'll be fucking your son. Julie can have what's left."
"I don't know about that," Susan said, frowning. "Robert and Tommy are so young.
"Makes it better," Jayne said, getting to her feet. "We can teach them right. Well,I better get back home before those kids have come juice smeared all over the fucking house. You think about what I said, Susan."
Susan watched the beautiful woman, her eyes on the tightly clad ass. There was no doubt Jayne was exceptionally beautiful and desirable. She thought of her son sticking his cock into Jayne's cunt, then thought of Robert's cock fucking her.
CHAPTER THREE
It had rained the night before, but when Susan got out of bed, the sun was already climbing high. The air was fresh, and the weather was a bit cooler.
It was also going to be a fine day for painting.
After breakfast, while she was mixing her paints, the incident of the day before came back to her. As long as she had known Jayne, Susan had no idea the beautiful woman was a cunt licker. She tried to search her conscience to see if there was remorse, a guilty feeling. But there was none. On the contrary, Susan had loved it. It had been extremely enjoyable. Jayne certainly knew what she was doing with that wicked tongue of hers.
When her children came in, wearing their togas once more, she was reminded of the proposal Jayne had made to her the day before. She looked at her son. He seemed so young to her for sure not old-enough to fuck, let alone fuck Jane, a woman his mother's age. Looking at her son, Susan imagined what he would look like with his cock stabbing into Jayne's cunt. She wondered if Tommy would like fucking Jayne. Then she thought of something else Jayne had told her Jayne had said all three of the kids; Tommy, Julie, and Robert were fucking with one another.
Susan looked at her daughter as she took her chair on the short platform. Julie didn't look like a girl that would fuck, and certainly not with two boys. But she also remembered watching them the other night fondling each other, Tommy's cock coming off into Julie's face. Appearances could be very deceiving she decided. She wondered if Julie loved being with the two at the same time, and what it would be like. She shivered slightly as she thought of two beautiful, extremely hard cocks going up inside her simultaneously.
Turning her gaze to Tommy, her eyes searched for his cock. He didn't have a hard on now. As she began dabbing at the canvas, she found her mind was on what Jayne had mentioned. She kept looking at her son as she painted. In her mind, she could see his lovely cock thrusting in and out of Jayne's hairy, hot cunt. It made her excited. Her pussy was becoming wet, her cut throbbing.
Within half an hour, Susan was so hot and excited, she could hardly concentrate. She went to the short platform and began to adjust the costumes. First she adjusted the toga her son was wearing, trying to reveal his cock without his knowing it. Then she worked on the toga her daughter was wearing. Susan pushed and pulled at Julie's toga until she had those long, creamy thighs exposed, and then she positioned Julie's knees. Returning to the canvas, she peered at what she had done.
Julie sat with her knees apart, one lower than the other. The toga was nearly in her lap. As Susan studied Julie, she felt there was something different about her today. Then she realized what that difference was and she gasped. Julie was not wearing a bra. Her pink nipples showed through the nearly transparent toga. She had not noticed that her tits could be seen through the cloth before. And Tommy was looking at those sweet tits, too. His cock was- starting to swell, and as it grew, that smooth, delicious cock-head came into Susan's view. His sister's tits weren't all he could see now that Susan had done her handiwork. He could gaze right up her smooth thighs to her cunt.
Susan sat on her high stool, watching her children. It was strange, she thought, that they had not caught on to what she had done with those togas. She didn't know what she was waiting for, but the tremors of pleasant excitement rumbling through her own body told her something would happen soon. It had to happen, she told herself. Her own tits were rubber hard, and her nipples pushed at the blouse she wore. Her cunt was throbbing and twitching hotly inside her paint-smeared jeans, and she wished now that she had worn a dress instead.
Susan called a break, and left the room. She went to her bedroom, her nerves tingling hotly. She found an old housedress and, after removing her blouse and jeans, pulled it over her head. It fit loose on her body, comfortably so. She thought for a moment, then stripped her panties off.
Returning to her studio, Susan came back to her children. Tommy's hand was under his sister's, toga. Julie had scooted down on the chair, her knees spread very wide. She was panting and gasping, her ass writhing. Susan stood there, not letting them know that she was watching. Tommy had his cock in his other hand, jacking on it slowly.
"Ohhh, Tommy!" Julie gasped. "You better stop
… mother will come back and catch you!'
"You're wet, Julie," Susan heard her son say. "You're wet and hot. I'll make you come fast."
"No, she'll catch us!" Julie wailed, but she made no effort to push her brother's hand away from her cunt. "Ooooh, Tommy, that feels good! Aiihh, I like your finger up my cunt, Tommy!"