Incest mom

CHAPTER TWO

After a late dinner, Bill showered and went to his room to study.

Susan and Tracy sat up, watching an old rerun on television. Susan had searched for a coolness from her daughter, but had found none. Instead, Tracy seemed more animated than usual. They left alone what they both knew, not mentioning the neighbor again.

When Tracy's date called to say he would be late in picking her up, she broke the date quickly and hung up on the guy.

"Asshole!" she said, glancing at her mother. It was the first time she had used such language in front of Susan. But Susan said nothing and simply smiled.

"I know what you mean, Tracy," she said a few minutes later. "I thought most guys were assholes, too, when I was your age."

Susan could see it in her daughter's eyes. Tracy was, she knew, disappointed in guys her own age. She could see the hunger on her daughter's lovely face and there was no doubt in her mind that Tracy was erotic, very, very erotic, and wasn't getting the satisfaction she wanted so desperately. She felt closer to her daughter than ever. Tracy, she thought, suffered from the same thing that most beautiful girls did. Guys wanted to fuck them because of their beauty, but it was an ego trip more than trying to please the girl. If a guy could fuck an exceptionally beautiful girl, it seemed to make him feel good. Susan had never understood such a mentality.

"I just hope Bill isn't as frustrated as we are," Susan said. "Maybe guys are different."

"I don't think so, Mother," Tracy said. "I caught him looking at me after I got out of the bath and he seemed excited."

Tracy wanted to ask her mother many things, but she knew this wasn't the time. She looked at her mother with warm eyes, seeing her as a sexual person, a woman with desires just like her own. Dropping her gaze, she stared at the thrust of her mother's tits, seeing the nipples pressing upon the white blouse she wore. Then her gaze went lower, and she looked at her mother's knees.

Susan's skirt was a few inches past her knees, and seeing the way her daughter looked at her, she pulled her shoulders back and allowed her knees to open a bit. Tracy's eyes became hot and a shiver ran through her. She could see between her mother's thighs, almost to her panties.

There was a tension growing between them. Susan felt her cunt throbbing and had a wild desire to throw her legs wide and let her daughter gaze up her dress. She found herself wanting to look up her daughter's dress, to see her cunt, wondering if Tracy would let her. She wondered what it would feel like to touch her daughter, to feel the bubbly heat of Tracy's pussy and stroke her spongy, pointed tits and swelling ass. It excited her the way Tracy gazed under her skirt, a faint flush of desire on her beautiful fate.

Suddenly Tracy stood up. "I think I'll try it," she said, her voice throaty.

"Try what, honey?" Susan asked, her own voice filled with emotion.

"Bill," Tracy said bluntly, looking at her mother with bold, unashamed eyes.

Susan gasped as she looked at her daughter. "With your brother?"

"He's the only teen here," Tracy said. "If you can suck off the neighbor – and he's no older than Bill – why can't I fuck my brother?"

"Fuck your…" Susan said, the words coming out in a whisper, her eyes gleaming. "Fuck your brother?"

"That's what I said," Tracy replied, wondering if her mother was going to try and stop her. "Fuck Bill."

Susan licked her lips. "You can try," she said in a hoarse voice. "I'm not sure he will, but you can try."

A grin spread over Tracy's face. She stepped up to her mother and leaned down, kissing her on the mouth. She had not kissed her mother on the mouth for years.

Feeling her daughter's moist, hot lips against hers, Susan moaned softly, and as she felt the tip of Tracy's tongue across her lips, her hand moved. Before she could stop it she had curled her fingers about Tracy's tit.

Tracy squealed softly against her mother's mouth when she felt the woman's hand squeeze her tit. Thrusting her tongue past her mother's lips suddenly, she also placed her palm upon one spongy tit. Susan sucked her daughter's tongue for a moment, then pulled away.

Their eyes flashed understanding to each other and Tracy turned and started out of the room. Susan's eyes watched the sensual sway of her daughter's ass, wishing she had the same courage. She wasn't sure how her son would react to his sister, but she thought that he would be delighted.

Tracy entered her brother's room without knocking. He sat on his bed, legs crossed, reading a book on history. He looked up as she walked in, smiling to see her. Tracy sat on the edge of his bed, glancing at his lap. He was already in his pajamas, but she couldn't see his cock. She caressed his smooth, face with a warm hand.

"You saw me, didn't you?" she said softly. "You saw me come out of the bathroom. I caught you looking at me, and it excited you, didn't it, Bill?"

He started to blush.

"No, don't blush, honey," she soothed. "It's all right for you to look at me. Maybe I wanted you to see me that way. Maybe I like it when you look at me."

"You do, Tracy?" he asked, his eyes shining. "You don't mind if I look at you?"

"I like it," she said again. "It makes me feel good when you look at me. I get all tingly and warm and wet."

"Wet?"

"You know, down there," she whispered, pointing between her legs.

Bill's eyes bugged out as he saw his sister place one leg on his bed, her skirt spreading and lifting to expose one creamy thigh.

"Look at me, honey," she murmured, sliding her skirt up high. "Look between my legs."

Bill looked and his eyes were enormous. He could see the crotch of his sister's panties now, and his cock began to swell. He could feel it bulging up, wanting to hide it and at the same time let his sister see what she was doing to him. Tracy noticed his cock growing and stroked it with the tip of her finger.

She placed his palm on her thigh, gliding it toward her cunt. At the same time she closed her fingers around his concealed cock and squeezed it, making him groan.

"You don't mind if I feel your cock, do you, Bill?" she whispered. "I'll let you feel me, too. Let me feel your cock and you can fed my cunt."

"Oh, gosh!" Bill grunted, watching his sister pull his hand into her crotch. "Tracy, you feel hot and wet!"

"That's because I want this," she said, squeezing his cock again. "I'd love to have this in me."

"Really?" Bill gasped. "But Tracy, I don't know how."

"It's easy, honey. I'll show you." She kissed her brother, holding his cock hard and tight. She didn't have to keep his hand on her cunt now. Bill was rubbing and feeling her the way she had always wanted her dates to do. She purred softly and ran her hand into his pajamas, taking his cock and sliding her fist along it. She brushed his piss-hole, finding him wet there.

"Want me to take my panties off for you?" she murmured. "You can feel me better that way."

Bill was too excited to reply. Tracy lifted her ass and peeled her panties off with one hand, clinging to his cock with the other. She spread her legs wide. Bill choked as he stared at the pink wetness of his sister's hair-framed cunt. She sat in front of her brother, her knees drawn up and spread wide. Shoving the top of his pajamas down, she lifted his cock.

"Oooh, you have a nice cock, honey!" she cooed, stroking it. "It's beautiful, Bill! And you're so hard! I bet you can't wait to fuck me, can you?"

He shook his head vigorously, gulping as he stared at her pussy.

Understanding his emotions, Tracy pressed him onto his back, leaning over him. She licked and kissed his chest, swirling her wet tongue about his tiny nipples, biting them tenderly. All the time, she kept a tight clutch on his pulsating cock, jerking her fist up and down.

"Shove your hand under my dress and feel me up, honey! Play with my cunt, too!"

"Mother might catch…"

"Hush," Tracy said, "Don't worry about mother. Play with my pussy and we'll have fun. You want to fuck me, don't you?"

"Gosh, yes!"

"Then hush arid do whatever you want with me," she said, sliding her hand to his balls.

She gave them a squeeze, then looked at him. Bill was totally devoid of hair on his cock and balls. But his prick stood up in hardness, his prickhead swollen, and he was dripping from his piss-hole. The fact that her brother was sent shivering excitement through her body, making her cunt contract as he rubbed his palm about it. For the first time, Tracy fully understood her mother's desire for teens.

"Do it now, Tracy!" he begged. "Do it like you said!"

Tracy giggled lewdly. "You've got to say it, Bill. Say fuck me, Tracy! Fuck me with your cunt."

"Fuck me, Tracy!" Bill almost shouted. "Fuck me with your cunt!"

"Oooh, I will!" Tracy gurgled, getting to her knees and lifting her skirt to her waist. "I will fuck you, Bill! I'll fuck you with my hot cunt!"

Leaning against the wall outside the open door of her son's bedroom, Susan listened with excitement. She had pulled her skirt up and shoved her hand into her panties, rubbing at her swollen clit, wanting to watch her children as they fucked. Just hearing them sent shivers of pleasure up and down her flesh. It thrilled her until she thought she would come just from listening.

Tracy, holding her skirt high, spread her knees over her brother's thighs. He gazed with unfocused eyes at his sister's cunt, excited to see the wet pinkness he had been trying to see for a long time. It was hard for him to believe that his sister was going to fuck him, and his cock throbbed until he thought he would come before it was inside her.

"Watch, honey!" Tracy mewled. "Look at my cunt suck your cock in!"

She held his cock at the base, rubbing his swollen prickhead back and forth over her fiery cunt. Finally she settled slowly, the head of her brother's cock spreading her hot cunt. Bill gulped when he felt that hot wetness engulf his cock. The hairy lips of his sister's cunt moved down slowly until he could no longer see his cock.

"Is it nice?" Tracy whimpered, the lips of her pussy squeezing his prick. "Am I hot and wet for you, Bill?"

He nodded as his sister sat on him, his cock buried deep. When she started lifting and shoving on his cock, he dug his hands into her thighs, trying to keep from coming too fast.

Tracy understood. "Don't worry, Bill," she whimpered. "If you come, don't worry about it. I'll fuck you again!"

Susan could no longer keep from looking. If they saw her peering around the door, that was too bad. She twisted from the wall and peeked, her hand still inside her panties. She saw her daughter leaning over now, her hands at Bill's shoulders, her exposed ass plunging up and down, her cunt stretching about his cock. From her position, she could see it all. The sight of her daughter's naked ass riding on Bill's cock gave Susan an almost overpowering urge to run to the bed and shove her face down between Bill's legs and lick at his sweet looking balls. She wanted to run her tongue up her daughter's cunt and lick that pretty ass. Instead, she plunged her finger into her cunt.

"You're so hard in me, Bill," Tracy grunted, pounding her cunt up and down on his cock. "Your cock is so hard and I love it in my cunt! Ooooh, I'm going to fuck you good, honey! I'm going to fuck your cock with my hot cunt and make you come! I'm going to make you feel real good. Bill!"

Bill ran his hands up his sister's thighs, clutching at her spreading asscheeks tightly, arching his cock up to meet her down thrusting cunt.

Tracy squealed in ecstasy as her distended clit scraped along her brother's cock. She whipped her ass about in a tight circle, moaning with passion.

Susan worked her middle finger vigorously into her cunt, her legs parted, knees bent slightly. Her eyes glowed with hunger as she watched her daughter's creamy ass flying up and down. She saw her son's balls, tight now, as he fucked in and out of his sister's cunt.

It was a beautiful thing to see, Susan thought. Her daughter and son fucking so eagerly, so wildly, with so much passion. It was surprising that she, their mother, had not once even considered fucking Bill. He was of the age she preferred, and, watching her daughter's rounded, tight, succulent pussy bouncing up and down on his cock now, she wondered how she had overlooked her own son in her search for hard cock.

Bill was holding his sister's grinding ass with tight hands, his cock thrusting deeply into her cunt as she came down on him. Both he and his sister were grunting loudly, gasping and choking as their orgasms raced to the surface. Tracy's face, so beautiful, was now contorted into a grimace of mindless ecstasy. Bill had squeezed his eyes tight, his mouth open as he rammed his cock up and down, fucking into his sister's cunt with energetic thrusts.

Susan, still plunging her finger into her soaking wet cunt, did hot need the scream of intense ecstasy that ripped from Tracy's mouth to tell her of the power of her daughter's orgasm. She could see the tightening of Tracy's pink asshole and the flexing of those pink cuntlips as tremors swept through Tracy's slender, exciting body.

Coming hard, Tracy slammed her cunt down onto her brother's cock, grinding her exposed ass in a frenzy, gulping and gasping as she came.

"Ooooh, shit!" Tracy screamed, her head thrown back as her ass twisted. "Shit, shit! I'm coming, Bill! Ohhh, fuck, I'm coming!"

Susan watched intently, her gaze blazing on her son's balls, anxious to see if he, too, would come – or even if he could come. If Bill could not squirt yet, she would be very disappointed. As much as Susan loved a hard cock, she wanted one that could erupt in that frothy, boiling spurt of come juice. Only once before Susan had sucked the cock of a teen who could not come. Although she had enjoyed it, as did the teen, it was his lack of ability to come that disappointed her. The taste of thick, creamy come juice was the ultimate for Susan. She liked to fuck a teen, but much preferred to suck him off and let him gush into her mouth.

If her son could not yet come, she would still love to have his hard cock in her mouth or even in her cunt. She knew it would excite her especially because Bill was her son. That alone would make her come, whether he could or not.

So, staring intently at his balls now pressed against his sister's ass his cock no longer in sight, Susan watched with a great deal of interest. She had her finger deep inside her cunt, no longer fucking herself with it.

And then Bill came!

She saw his balls starting to writhe, growing tighter yet. The only sound he made was a long, drawn out sigh, but his hands dug tighter into his sister's creamy ass.

"Ooooh, Bill, Bill!" Tracy squealed. "I feel you! I feel your cock squirting in my cunt! Ohhh, honey, give it to me!"

Tracy rolled her ass about in a tight circle, her cunt drawing at his spurting cock with waving, squeezing motions, sucking the jism from him.

Susan's cunt gripped her finger, then convulsed with a fiery orgasm, her knees almost buckling. She could no longer see her children, her eyes having clouded with the strength of her climaxing cunt on her finger. She choked back her scream of ecstasy, her hips jerking back and forth as she pressed hard at her throbbing clit.

When the orgasm receded and her emotions calmed down, Susan's vision returned. She found her son and daughter both looking at her. Tracy still sat on top of Bill, his cock still up her pussy, Bill and Tracy both saw their mother's hand inside her panties and the fire that still lingered in her eyes.

For a long moment, Susan couldn't move because her legs were too weak. Then with a sigh, she pulled her hand out of her panties and smoothed her skirt down. She didn't smile or say anything, just looked at them. Turning, she left her son and daughter.