Incest mom

CHAPTER THREE

"She watched us," Bill said, looking up at his sister. "She saw us fucking, Tracy."

"Don't worry about it, Bill," Tracy said, lifting her cunt from, his cock.

"She's gonna be mad," he said fearfully.

"Don't be sure," his sister replied, lying beside him. "You saw where her hand was, didn't you?"

Bill nodded, cuddling close to his sister. "Mother was playing with herself," Tracy said. "She watched us, but she wasn't mad. She wouldn't be playing with herself if she was mad, would she?"

"I don't know."

"I do," Tracy soothed her brother. "And I'm telling you, Bill, don't worry about it."

She felt his small body shivering and wrapped her arms around him. She caressed his back, sliding her hand into his pajamas and stroking the firmness of his tight ass. Holding one of his asscheeks in her hot palm, she whispered to him, "Bill, you can touch me, you know. You don't have to be afraid. Besides, I want you to touch me… all over."

"Really, Tracy?"

She nodded, grinning at him. "Really." Tentatively, as if expecting her to stop him, Bill cupped his sister's tit. He found it firm, yet soft. He gave her tit a light squeeze, making Tracy mewl in delight.

"You can put your hand inside, honey." Nervously, but eagerly, Bill slipped his hand into his sister's blouse and found her tit warm and naked. Her nipple was swollen and he twisted and pulled at it. Tracy opened her blouse for him, and Bill gazed with awe upon her creamy, flawlessly shaped tits, her nipples sugary pink and hard. He gulped with pleasure as he closed both hands around her tits, fondling them gently, but eagerly.

Tracy guided his mouth to one, brushing her nipple along his lips. "Suck it," she whispered. "Suck my titty, Bill. I like to have my nipples sucked."

"Really?"

"Oh, honey, stop saying that," she replied. "Yes, really it makes me red hot and tingly when my titties are sucked."

Bill probed his sister's nipple with his tongue, then swirled it around, finally taking it into his mouth. He gave a soft gurgle of delight and began to suck.

Tracy held her brother's head, holding his mouth tight against her tit, her nipple being licked by his tongue. She felt his cock pressing at her stomach, and shoved her hand into his pajamas again to fondle his ass. She pulled her hand between them, gripping his cock and feeling it swell into hardness once more. She gurgled with pleasure and stroked his cock tenderly. She fondled his balls, rolling them about in her hand.

"Mmmmm, you're getting hard again, Bill," she giggled with delight. "And so soon, too."

She squeezed his cock, making her brother moan around her tit. She giggled again when he tried to fuck at her fist, his swollen prickhead poking at her stomach. She let him rub his cock against her and clutched his ass again. "You want to fuck me again, Bill? Did you like fucking me so much, your cock got hard so fast?"

Bill, his mouth filled with his sister's tit, looked up at her, nodding his head, eyes glowing. No longer nervous, he ran his hand along her side, over her hip, then around to feel her ass. Her skirt had come down a bit, and she lifted it so he could touch her naked flesh. Feeling his sister's round ass, he stroked it, then moved, his palm down to caress her deader thigh, too.

Tracy pulled her skirt up so his cock could touch her bare flesh. She felt his prick smearing juices about her stomach, and adjusted herself so his cockhead was moving through the silky hair of her cunt. She lifted his mouth from her tit and tilted his head, kissing him, darting her tongue into his mouth. Shoving his cock between her thighs, she let her brother fuck through them for a while, holding them tightly about his cock. Holding tightly to her brother's ass, she mewled to the sensation of his hard prick rubbing along the fiery, puffy lips of her wet pussy.

"Hold my ass, Bill," she whimpered, arching her cunt toward him. "Ohhh, hold my ass, baby!"

His mouth was devouring her tits again, going from one to the other, his hips jerking back and forth. Tracy squealed when her brother tightened his hand on her ass, grinding her cunt along the shaft of his cock. One of her hands held his bead, smashing his face against her tits. The sudden orgasm throbbing through Tracy's cunt came as a surprise to her. It bubbled hotly, her clit burning.

"Oooh, I'm coming again!" she yelped, digging at his tight ass. "Oh, Bill, I'm coming again!"

"Me, too!" he yelped, his cock gushing hot, creamy come juice along his sister's thighs and shuddering asscheeks. Spurt after spurt splashed upon her flesh, with Tracy whining in a soft voice, her cunt flexing in searing spasms.

"I didn't mean to make a mess, Tracy," he mumbled shyly. "I didn't know I was… I couldn't help it, Tracy."

"Shhh," she soothed. "That's all right, Bill. It's all okay."

Tracy held her brother for a long time, until she heard his soft breathing. Bill had fallen asleep in his sister's arms, his cock still between her thighs. Gently, so as not to awaken him, Tracy pulled away. Bill moaned once as he flopped onto his back, and Tracy stood near his bed, looking down at his glistening cock, her eyes bright, a smile on her lovely face. She felt his jism dripping along her inner thighs. She curled her fingers into her cunt and leaned down, kissing him lightly on the lips.

Tracy found her mother in the living room.

They sat and looked at each other for a moment, not speaking, yet their eyes passing messages back and forth. Susan sat upright, her hands folded in her lap, shoulders straight. Tracy gazed at the thrust of her mother's tits, at the few inches of smooth, slim thigh that showed below the hem of her skirt.

"I saw," Susan said after a bit. "I watched you, Tracy."

"I know, Mother," Tracy replied in a low voice. "So does Bill."

"Did he… did he say anything about me?" Susan asked. "Anything at all?"

"Na," her daughter said.

Susan's expression became a little sad and disappointed.

"Mother, Bill is shy," Tracy told her. "You can't expect him to say anything about you, knowing you saw us fucking. He's afraid we're in trouble."

"The poor darling," Susan whispered. "I don't know what I should do, Tracy. I mean, to help him understand."

"Understand what, Mother?"

"That he isn't in trouble."

They fell silent again until Tracy spoke. "He's probably better than the neighbor," she said.

Susan's head jerked up. "How do you know?"

"Bill is here, he lives here," Tracy explained. "Bill is available and…"

"I should fuck him, fuck my own son?"

"Why not, Mother?"

"He's my son."

"And my brother," Tracy countered. "You saw me fuck him, you saw how excited he was. Oh, Bill will fuck you too. If you want to fuck him, it's going to be up to you."

She told her daughter of her frustrations until she realized her desire, and this led Tracy to tell her mother about her disappointment with her dates. "But that's finished now," Tracy said. "I've got Bill, and he gives me more satisfaction than any damned date I've had."

Susan looked straight at her daughter. "I didn't know you were frustrated Tracy. I guess we're both in the same boat."

"Not anymore, Mother," Tracy said, giving a smile to her mother. "I intend to fuck my brother from now on. Bill is more than eager, and he's a wonderful fuck."

Susan swallowed, then said in a whispery voice, "Hold me a little, Tracy."

Tracy sat beside her mother, wrapping her arms about her. Susan rested her head on her daughter's tit. They held each other for awhile, then silently, their lips pressed together and they were kissing gently. Drawing back, Susan gazed into her daughter's eyes, and with a small, soft whimper, pressed her lips to Tracy's again, kissing her with passion now. Susan whimpered once more as Tracy tightened her arms about her, holding her tightly, hissing back. Susan slipped a hand over Tracy's tit, and when her daughter failed to protest, she curled her fingers into the girl's spongy tit, squeezing it. Tracy now moaned with rising heat and slipped her tongue past her mother's lips, delving into the wet heat. Susan began to suck at her daughter's tongue hungrily, fondling Tracy's tits, shoving her hand into the girl's blouse.

"Ooooh," Tracy mewled with pleasure as her mother played with her tits. She pulled her hand between them, and when her mother shoved her tongue into Tracy's mouth, Tracy began to squeeze her mother's tits. The women squirmed together, each feeling the bubbling heat swelling about in their stomach, radiating to their inner thighs and their cunts.

Tracy didn't protest when she felt her mother's hand starting to slide up her thigh beneath her skirt. It felt good to her, hot and slightly moist. Neither spoke now, but their breathing was loud, coming in excited gasps as they kissed and licked at the other's mouth and lips.

Susan slowly shoved her hand along the satiny flesh of her daughter's thigh, afraid that Tracy would, at any moment, stop her. The feel of her daughter's thigh was good on her hand, and she inched her fingers higher. Finally she was brushing the soft hairs of Tracy's cunt, making Tracy twist and squirm her ass with pleasure. Tracy opened her legs invitingly, and Susan slipped her fingers between them. She felt the wetness on her daughter's inner thighs, the still warm slippery jism. A shiver of ecstasy rippled through her.

"Bill's come juice?" Susan asked in a thick, throaty voice.

Tracy nodded. "After you left, he fucked me between my legs. We both came again, Mother."

"Ohhh, nice, very nice," Susan moaned, running her fingers in the slippery juices near her daughter's cunt. "Can I… you know, see it?"

Tracy nodded, pulling away from her mother and sliding her skirt up. She lifted her rounded ass and pulled her skirt to her waist, spreading her knees. Susan gazed down, seeing her daughter's cunt, seeing the soft triangle of curling hair, the pink and still wet lips of her pussy. Jism glistened on Tracy's smooth thighs with a drop or two still lingering near her clit.

The curves of Tracy's ass, too, were wet with it.

Tracy saw her mother's expression, saw her eyes gleaming and the way her tongue licked across her lips. Susan ran her fingertip into the jizz, then brought it to her mouth. Tracy watched her mother lick it away. "You like it, Mother?" she asked in a throaty voice, feeling excitement building inside her body. "You like Bill's come juice?"

Susan made no verbal answer, but she plunged her finger into her mouth, stabbing it in and out as though it were a cock. Tracy spread her legs very wide, scooting her ass to the very edge of the couch, letting her asscheeks hang over. She twisted her hips, watching her mother. Susan's gaze moved to her daughter's exposed cunt. She rested one hand halfway up her daughter's thigh, her fingers tight. Tracy wiggled her hips, arching her crotch up and down in a teasing, openly obvious suggestion.

Susan glanced at her daughter, saw the heat steaming in her eyes, saw that Tracy was willing. More than willing, she was eager, wanting it.

"I can't help it!" Susan groaned. "I just can't help myself, Tracy!"

"Do it, Mother," Tracy invited. "I want you to."

Making whimpering sounds, Susan lowered her head, sliding her tongue through the warm come juice on the girl's creamy, sugary sweet thighs. As Tracy watched her mother's tongue lapping and licking at Bill's jism, her clit swelled into hardness, throbbing again as her cunt pulsated. As her mother's tongue came close to her clit to lick away the come juice there, Tracy moaned with increasing passion, writhing her hips. Susan slipped to her knees, then moved between her daughter's thighs. Glancing hotly up at her daughter's face, Susan shoved, her long tongue out and licked the jism away that clung to Tracy's exquisitely creamy asscheeks.

Susan licked it all away, then gently kissed a rounded asscheek. "Thank you, honey," she said softly. "Thank you so much."

Tracy held her mother's face in her hands, looking down at her, seeing the boiling desire in Susan's eyes. The women looked at each other, the tension heavy. Susan's chin rested now at her daughter's cunt, and she could feel the hot wetness of her pussylips, the throb of Tracy's clit. Susan pressed her lips into the girl's cunt hair, kissing her daughter openmouthed. Then she licked her tongue into Tracy's cunt hair.

Tracy gently moved her mother's face, positioning her mouth between her legs and just an inch or so from her cunt. Susan looked again into her daughter's eyes.

"There's more in my pussy, Mother," Tracy whispered. "There's more of Bill's come juice inside my cunt."

A soft whimper came from Susan as her eyes smoldered.

Tracy slowly pulled her mother's mouth against her cunt, and holding her this way, the girl rubbed her hairy cunt up and down, smearing her mother's mouth with the seeping wetness.

Susan slipped her hands along the backs of her daughter's thighs, feeling the smooth heat of her flesh. She cupped her palms against each cheek of Tracy's ass. Tracy wiggled her cunt against her mother's face as they stared at each other, their eyes smoldering with hungry desire.

"Suck me, Mother," Tracy murmured. "Suck me."

"You've been fucked by Bill," Susan whispered, with her lips feeling the searing heat of her daughter's cunt. "You've come, and you're still hot and want more. I understand, that, baby, very much. I've felt that way for years. I can't get enough, either."

"Suck me, Mother," Tracy replied.

"Ohhhh, please, suck my cunt, Mother!"

Tracy arched her pussy, grinding it into her mother's mouth as she held her face with her hands.

Susan opened her lips, then pressed them at the fiery lips of her daughter's cunt. She sucked hard, tasting the juices of Tracy's cunt and her son's come juice at the same time. She moved her tongue along the girl's puffy cuntlips, licking at them, whimpering with pleasure. She swiped her tongue up and twirled it about her daughter's steaming clit, then began to chew gently at it.

"Ohhhh, that's good, Mother!" Tracy squealed, squirming her hips. "Suck me… suck my pussy!"

Susan slipped her mouth down again, her lips wide. Pressing them to her daughter's cunt, she shoved her tongue as deep as she could, swirling it between her sensitive pussylips. Tracy squealed and started churning her hips, banging her cunt against her mother's lips and fucking on her tongue. Susan clung to Tracy's swinging asscheeks, thrusting hard with her tongue.

Tracy twisted wildly against her mother's mouth, squealing and groaning, gripping the back of Susan's head. She pressed her hot thighs on her mother's cheeks, scissoring them as the ecstasy swirled and swelled inside her body. She stared with steamy, clouded eyes. Her mother's face was surrounded by the silky curls of her cunt, her nose almost buried.

"Suck me, suck me! Ohhhh, Mother, suck my cunt!" Tracy wailed mindlessly. "Ahhhh, suck my pussy! Tongue my cunt, Mother! Oooooh, fuck my cunt with your tongue!"

Susan plunged her tongue in swiftly, licking and sucking as hard as she could. The taste of her daughter's sugary cunt juices, mixed with the creamy sweetness of her son's jism, was creating spasms between her thighs, making her come stronger than any time, she could remember. She held Tracy's grinding asscheeks tightly, her fingers almost inside the deep crack. Susan slurped with whimpering ecstasy, sliding one hand off her daughter's ass and up over her trembling stomach. Scooting her hand under Tracy's blouse, she clutched at one firm tit, massaging and squeezing it. Her eyes flashed her hungry desire to her daughter as she squeezed the girl's rounded tit and ass. Her tongue plunged deeply into the fiery heat of Tracy's wet cunt, fucking her in a frenzy as her own cunt exploded time and again.

Tracy clung to her mother's head, banging her wet cunt harshly against Susan's open, sucking mouth. She wailed and moaned and whined with passion, bucking up and down, then making tight circles with her hips.

"Suck!" Tracy screamed down at her mother. "Suck me! Ohhhh, suck my cunt, Mother! Oooooh, shit, I'm about to… to come! Tonguefuck me, Mother! Eat my cunt, fuck it, suck it, eat my pussy!"

Digging her hand into her daughter's tit, the girl's pink nipple searing her palm, her other hand clutching the shaking cheek of Tracy's ass, Susan fucked her daughter's fiery cunt hungrily with her tongue. She sucked hard, drawing the sweet juices into her mouth and swallowing greedily. Feeling her daughter's cunt starting to spasm, Susan sucked and thrust her tongue as fast as she could. The silky haired lips of Tracy's cunt suddenly quivered, clutching at her mother's tongue, gripping it, releasing it… gripping… releasing.

Tracy screamed loudly with tormented ecstasy, her head tossing about as she gasped for air, her body trembling in a violent way as she came. Her legs had shot up, then closed about her mother's head. The hot smoothness of Tracy's inner thighs increased the orgasms rumbling through Susan. Feeling her daughter's cunt starting to calm down, Susan withdrew her tongue and licked gently up and down her pussyslit, along each hair rimmed her cuntlip, then lightly upon the girl's still throbbing clit. Pulling Tracy's clit between her lips, she flicked her tongue from side to side, causing Tracy's hips to jerk upward. Tracy moaned and caressed her mother's hair, her eyes glassy from the intense pleasure of her orgasm.

Slowly, Tracy relaxed her thighs, letting them spread apart as a soft giggle escaped her throat. She smoothed her tangled cunt hair with one hand, stroking her mother's face with the other.

Susan's eyes gleamed as she ran her tongue along the inside of her daughter's thigh, tasting the sweet smoothness of Tracy's flesh. Then, kissing Tracy's cunt one final time, she leaned back, her hands resting on Tracy's legs.

"Now we know about each other, don't we, Tracy?"

Tracy, feeling exhausted, nodded, but her eyes shined with a fiery brightness. "It's a good thing we talked, Mother," she whispered softly, leaning forward and kissing her mother on her mouth. "Maybe neither of us will be frustrated anymore."