Loving mom's lips

CHAPTER SEVEN

Karen considered what she was involved in. She was fucking and sucking her son's cock, and he was the happiest boy ever. She found that her personal beast was not tormenting her anymore it still paced about in a restless way, but there was no longer that gnawing, demanding feeling.

And Sally…

Never had she thought she would be so pleased with a girl. At least not in the way she

was pleased with the, cute, erotic, uninhibited creature named Sally. Eating that sugary cunt was a delight Karen found almost impossible to describe. The soft feeling of Sally's cunt and the hot sensations from her tight pussy and the tickling of her fuzzy cunt hairs were so different than the feelings she got from sucking and licking her son's hard cock and precious balls. It was fantastic to suck Sally's sweet pussy, and she experienced the same pleasures while sucking her son's cock or when he was fucking so energetically into her hairy, insatiable cunt.

Karen had always thought a person preferred either a cock or a cunt, but never both. She was finding out differently now. She was finding out she received as much pleasure from Sally's cunt as she did from her son's cock. She could start thinking about her son's cock, becoming excited, then suddenly find the image of Sally's pussy in her mind, the taste, the hot, wet softness almost on her tongue. Or she would think about Sally's cunt and just as quickly her thoughts would drift to her son's cock and balls, and then she would find herself coming. She knew now that she had no real preference. She was contented with a cock or a cunt.

The revelation was not all that startling to

her. She knew, though, that she would never be satisfied with just one or the other. It was a cock and a cunt she wanted, together. She could never live her life now with just a cock or just a cunt. She had to have both.

After thinking about it, she wondered what was holding her back. Sally knew she was fucking her son, and it was now obvious that her son was aware that she and Sally had spent a wonderful couple of hours that, afternoon, licking and tongue fucking each other. Brett apparently found nothing at all unusual that his girlfriend and mother were eating each other. On the contrary, he was showing excitement.

Karen knew, what she wanted.

She wanted to be with her son and Sally, together. She wanted to become involved with both of them at the same time. She wasn't certain how Sally-or her son-would take such a suggestion. Both, she knew already, were eager to be with her alone, but together? Maybe that was going too far, Karen thought. It would not be for her, but she had not spoken to Brett or Sally about her idea. Everyone knew what the other was doing, and all three seined excited about it, but together?

Yes, together!

Karen imagined what it would be like, her

all naked, with her son and Sally, them naked too. She could fondle Brett's cock and balls and feel Sally up at the same time. She could take turns licking between their thighs, tasting cock and cunt. She could suck Sally's precious little titties and jerk her son's cock. She could suck her son's prick for a while and then lick that sugary cunt of Sally's. She could watch her son fuck Sally's sweet tight pussy and play with her son's balls.

They could do everything!

Anything and everything her erotic mind could dream up. And Karen was beginning to dream up some very erotic, delicious ideas.

But how could she approach either of them? She could ask them one at a time or get them together. But would they be embarrassed together? She didn't think so, but it was a chance she didn't want to take. The idea was to enjoy themselves and each other, not to embarrass them.

She climbed from the tub and dried her slender, curvy body, thinking she was taking more baths than usual. There must be some significance there, she thought with amusement.

Her tits stood up proudly, her light-brown nipples rubbery and arching toward the ceiling. There was not a flaw anywhere on her

body that she could see. Her tits were rounded and very firm, and the tight curls of her cunt hair made a pretty frame for her wet cunt lips. She probed at the dimple of her belly button for a moment, then giggled. If her belly button was only deep enough, she thought, she could take her son's cock there too.

Weird, Karen! she told herself. You're really getting weird lately. Racking your belly button, of all places!

She knew she was changing, but the ideas flowing and burning in. her mind were better than the pacing, bellowing beast deep inside her cunt. Besides, Karen felt she was changing in the direction she had always secretly wanted, the direction she had denied herself. She wanted what was happening to her. So many women wanted it, but did not have the opportunity to express their real erotic natures. She had the chance now, and she was going to take it.

The only way she would get it, Karen thought, was to reach and grab.

Life would pass her by if she didn't.

Dressing, she paid little attention to her skirt and sleeveless summer sweater. It was a becoming outfit, the skirt an emerald green with a pastel green sweater. The sweater clung to her rounded, arching tits like a second skin,

her nipples straining in bold outline. Underneath her skirt she was naked. The skirt was tight, hugging at her sweetly rounded ass.

She had been in the tub a long time and, after dressing, entered the living room. Sally was there was Brett. She had not heard the girl come into the house. She smiled her pleasure at the pretty girt. Sally was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans, with frayed legs. There was hardly any crotch to them, only a thin piece of material. Karen had seen other young girls wearing them, half their sweet little asses showing. If they weren't careful, a pretty cunt would flash to some unsuspecting watcher.

Karen could not see Sally's cunt, but she could see a few curling hairs and the teasing curve of her ass. Sally sat on the couch with Brett, her legs and ass slumped forward, and it was obvious her son and Sally had been indulging in a little feeling of each other.

Her son's cock bulged up inside his pants, throbbing powerfully. Neither Brett nor Sally made any effort to conceal what they had been doing.

Karen ran her tongue over her lips as she looked between the slim thighs of Sally, making the girl giggle. Taking a seat across the room, she kept her eyes trained on them, her eyes twinkling and hotly expectant. Her tight

skirt rose past her knees, almost to mid-thigh, and she left it there. It was a way to let Brett and Sally know her feelings, she thought. For a while they looked at each other. The tension was heavy in the room. Karen was trying to come up with some way to let them know what was on her mind.

She didn't have to say a word.

Sally, watching Karen, placed her hand boldly upon the bulge of Brett's cock. She rested her hand there, palm down, not feeling or rubbing. Karen licked her lips again as her own cunt began to twitch and steam. Then Brett began to move his hand up and down Sally's golden thigh. There were no words passing between them, only heavy, expectant breathing.

Then Brett moved his palm to cup Sally's cunt.

Karen watched, not speaking. In fact, no one said anything. The tension between them all was thick with erotic anticipation, and Karen for one did not want to break it. Her cunt was throbbing wetly as she gazed at them, watching her son and his girlfriend feel each other up. She had never seen anyone doing this before, and the excitement created within her was terrific.

She had never suspected she could be so

thrilled to watch others engaged in this erotic play. To her, sex had always been a participation game, not a spectator thing. Yet, she was seeing how wrong she had been.

Sally and Brett, after watching Karen for a long time, finally became more interested in each other. Karen saw her son's hand slide up the girl's golden thigh and into her crotch. As Brett moved his hand into the heat there, Sally gasped and began to claw at his pants, attempting to get his cock free. Karen's pussy was melting with wet heat underneath her skirt. She was gripping the arms of the chair, her eyes glassy with pleasure, her firm tits moving up and down as she breathed.

As Brett began to kiss Sally, Karen felt the urge to go to them, to help the girl release her son's hard cock. But she felt frozen in an erotic grip of desire to watch them, to see how far they would go with her sitting there in the same room with them.

Finally Sally had Brett's pants open, and her small hand slipped inside and pulled his cock out. Sally moaned as she wrapped her eager fingers around his cock and began to stroke up and down jerkily. She squirmed her small ass about while Brett managed to work his fingers underneath the very thin crotch of her cut-off jeans. As his hands went under, Karen saw the

flash of the-girls puffy cunt, the cunt she had enjoyed tongue fucking so much. She could just see her son's finger fucking in and out of the tight, sugary cunt of Sally.

The moaning, gasping pleasure of Brett and Sally increased until neither could take much more. Sally turned loose of Brett's cock and yanked her top off, revealing her tight little tits with those pink nipples. She worked on her shorts with feverish hands, and they, too, went to the floor, leaving her succulent body totally naked.

Karen saw her son's eyes grow hot as he looked at the girl, his cock jerking about. Sally then began to work on Brett's pants, dragging them down and off his feet. Karen stared at her son's cock and balls, curling her hands into fists as her cunt lurched and she came almost to orgasm. They hardly knew she was there watching them anymore.

Sally climbed onto the couch, spreading her legs so she stood on her knees with her cunt hovering above Brett's cock. Karen gazed at the creamy tightness of the girl's sweet ass cheeks, saw Sally reach down to take hold of Brett's cock a sigh, almost a swooning sound, Sally lowered her cunt to Brett's upstanding prick. Karen watched the swollen head of her son's cock slip into the wetness of

Sally's gripping cunt. Sally's naked ass shivered as she settled downward, the full length of Brett's cock deep inside her lightly haired cunt.

For a moment Sally sat there, her fine ass cheeks quivering, as she held her head up, eyes closed, her face contorting with pleasure.

"Ohhh, fuck him!" Karen whispered, grasping one of her tits through her thin sweater and digging into the spongy flesh. "Fuck him… fuck him!"

Whether her words reached them or not, Sally began to lift and lower her creamy ass, and Karen could see her son's cock, glistening wetly now, being fucked by Sally. Karen's own pussy burned with a tormenting heat, and her clit was so inflamed she could hardly stand it. She began inching her skirt upwards, spreading her knees as she sat watching, her eyes fixed upon Sally's ass moving up and down. Brett's hands came around to clutch the wiggling cheeks of Sally's ass, his own humping up to meet her thrusts.

Karen's skirt was at her lap now, the thick hairs of her cunt revealed. She spread her legs farther and began to rub at her fiery clit, licking her lips as she strained her eyes.

Before Karen knew it, she was on her feet, holding her skirt about her waist and moving

toward them. As she moved, her hips swayed. She lifted her light sweater until one swollen tit was revealed. Cupping her tit and holding her skirt at her waist, Karen moved to the couch at their side. She climbed onto it, standing on her knees, looking down at them.

Her son grinned at her, and Sally giggled in delight. But she kept her ass moving up and down on Brett's cock. She had her hands on his shoulders to brace herself, using the muscles of her slender thighs and stomach to fuck him.

"Does that feel good, Sally?" Karen whispered, her eyes blazing. "Does Brett's cock feel good in your little cunt?"

"Oh, yes!" Sally mewled, her naked body shivering.

"Fuck him, honey!" Karen urged with a throaty voice. "Fuck his hard cock… fuck it good!"

Brett, still grinning at his mother, pulled one hand off Sally's churning ass and gripped the inside of his mother's smooth thigh. Karen lifted one knee, swinging it wide, and she began to rub at her hairy cunt with a total lack of embarrassment. She squeezed at her tit and rubbed her swollen clit while the kids fucked, both watching her now with excited young eyes.

The breathing was heavy and hot, and no one said anything again, all of them much too aroused to speak. Moist sounds came from Sally's cunt as she fucked up and down Brett's throbbing prick, and Karen, moaning softly, slipped her middle finger into her own cunt and began to fuck in and out. She was intensely excited to be fingerfucking herself while they fucked, while they watched her.

When Sally lifted her hand from Brett's shoulder and shoved Karen's sweater up above both her tits, Karen's eyes became glazed with lust. The girl curled her fingers about Karen's tit and kept her small ass bouncing on Brett's cock. As Sally leaned-forward and licked her tongue about her nipple, Karen groaned and released her tit to slide her hand down the creamy back of the girl, finally holding one small ass cheek which was moving up and down. Her fingers touched the fingers of her son which still clung to the other cheek. Sally closed her wet lips around one of Karen's nipples, sucking hard and wailing softly as her ass kept bouncing.

Shoving her hand along the perfect curve of Sally's ass, Karen found her son's, balls. She held them for awhile, then spread her fingers along the base of his wet cock, feeling Sally's fiery cunt smashing down. Again she took her

son's balls in bet hand, puffing Sally's head tightly into her tit now. Tugging at her son's balls, Karen moaned as ecstasy shot through her body. Karen trembled as the girl's hot mouth sucked hard on her tit, and then she felt her son's hand up between her thighs, one of his fingers probing into her boiling cunt.

Karen jerked her hips to and fro, flicking her son's finger as much as he was fingerfucking her. She held his balls tightly in her hand, feeling them writhe. She leaned down and kissed her son's mouth, working her tongue in for a long, deep probe. Lifting her face, Karen found Sally's moist lips searching for hers, and they kissed each other with wild and licking tongues. As her tongue swirled into Sally's greedy little mouth, she felt her son's lips pulling at her nipple as he fingerfucked her cunt. She pulled at his balls and raced her hand back to squeeze Sally's tightening ass, then back to his balls again as if she could decide what she wanted to feel most.

With a wail, Karen pulled from the hands and mouths of Sally and her son. She went to her knees between the knees of Brett. She stared at Sally's cunt fucking up and down on his cock, watching that throbbing prick glisten with the wet, steamy juices from that succulent pussy. Moaning in passion, Karen shoved her

face into her son's crotch, licking frantically at his precious balls. Her tongue tasted the sweetness of Sally's cunt at the base of his cock, and, still moaning, she swirled her tongue upwards to lick at the jerking, naked ass of Sally. Her tongue tip dipped into the girl's heated ass crack and twirled about Sally's tightly clenching asshole. Sally gurgled and arched her ass back, still managing to fuck Brett's cock.

Karen's hands went everywhere, feeling Sally's thighs and ass and hips, even reaching around to squeeze Sally's tasty little titties and twist her pink rubbery nipples. She fondled her son's balls and shoved her hand around his cock to feel the fuzzy heat of Sally's cunt fucking him. She licked his balls, shoved her tongue beneath them and probed at his asshole as best she could, then dragged her tongue back up over his balls and, tasting the juices at the base of his cock, up into the heat of Sally's asshole again.

Karen's tongue went up and down, licking in a fiery wetness from her son's asshole, to his balls, to his cock, and then to Sally's tight asshole, repeating the journey time and again. Her cunt was going through tight, steaming orgasms as she licked the kids. She shuddered with ecstasy when she felt one of those young assholes tighten and flex against her tongue.

Sally was groaning loudly and her ass was bouncing faster, and Brett was fucking his cock up to meet the wild lunges, and Karen knew they were both on the brink of orgasm. She sucked her son's balls deep into her mouth, her nose pressed into the heat between Sally's ass cheeks. Karen gripped one of Sally's hips with one hand and her son's with the other hand. She sucked hard on her son's balls as they became tight, writhing in her mouth. She felt him shaking as his cock gushed thick come juice into Sally's starving young cunt. Her nose was pressed into Sally's asshole, and the spasms she felt against her nose told her that Sally, too, was coming. The squeals and grunts were unnecessary.

Sally's cunt slipped from Brett's cock after they had finished coming, and, with a whimper, Karen lapped her tongue about her son's cock, taking his prick into her mouth and sucking for a bit. Directly before her eyes was the sugary cunt of Sally, and she let her son's cock go so she could swipe her tongue up and into the pussy her son had just fucked. Fucking her tongue into-Sally's tight cunt, she tasted the creamy come juice he had spurted.

Finally Karen sat on the floor, her knees up and wide apart, her skin at her waist. Her tits were showing beneath her shoved up sweater,

nipples fiery with hardness. Sally scooted off Brett and sat beside him, her knees wide apart, the pink lips of her puffy cunt revealed.

Sally giggled in a girlish manner, cupping her pussy with a small hand. "I'm full of come juice," she said between giggles.

Karen grinned and cupped her son's cock and balls, her other hand sliding up Sally's thigh. "Did you feel what I was doing while you two were fucking?"

"That's what made me come so much, Mother," Brett said. "I thought you were gonna suck my balls off."

"Was you trying to stick your tongue up my ass, Karen?" Sally wanted to know.

Karen, grinning lewdly, nodded her head.