Mom's hot lips

CHAPTER TWO

The girl was dainty and brunette. She had small tits and a wiggly ass anybody could fuck. She rushed towards Roger with a small squeal and leaped into his arms, cupping his prick with her hips and shaking her butt wildly. She glanced at Vera after kissing him thoroughly.

"Hi Sis! Jeez, I thought you wasn't ever gonna agree to Luck! We been sittin' out there a long time!" She turned to Roger again, pushing her small, sharp tits into his chest. "Now, honey? God, I can't wait to wrap my wet pussy around that big stiff cock of yours!"

Vera stared. Then a movement caught her eye, and she saw the man. He was coarse and big, with long, apish arms furred black. His lips were thick. his nose faintly squashed. Muscles sloped from skull to shoulders, leaving him with no neck. He clumped into the room in dirty Levi's and heavy swamp boots and gave her a grin that was supposed to be pleasant It came out wicked. It reminded her of three other grins eighteen years ago, and her pussy spawned with a throb of tenor.

"Roger!" she cried wildly. "What have you done! Damn it, you've gone too far this time! Get them out of my house this instant!"

She was absolutely stunned. Naked or not, she could only stand there flat-footed and ask herself over and over why he'd done this to her. What was his reason?

"This here's a swinging couple I met tonight, She said. Sally and Dalton. Hey, Dalton-get a load of my big sister. Ever see sucking tits like those before? Man, I've sucked them so hard milk came out, sweet and warm. Catch her and try it, man. Grab hold of that tight ass and give it a squeeze. Then give her a taste of that salami of yours-she needs it bad!"

Roger!

"Oh, yeah she likes to pretend she's my mother, old buddy, but don't believe her. No guy ever had a mother as built for fucking as she is, did they? She just needs a little taste of cock, that's all!"

Vera saw the ape come towards her. She gasped with disbelief. Then she gave a harsh sound and ran into the living room, snatching up the phone from the cradle and dialing the operator.

Dalton grunted and came after her. He grinned with thick lips. He reached out with a hairy arm and grasped the wire and yanked it from the wall effortlessly.

"My God!" Vera squeaked, staring.

The room seemed to spin. There was nothing civilized in it any more, not even herself. She'd become a terrified little animal. She ran into the dining room and put the big pecan table between herself and Dalton. She opened her mouth to scream at her son, but no sound came out.

"Go get her, Dalton!" Roger urged, watching him clump and lumber. "I promised to trade Sis for a fuck with Sally, but I didn't promise she'd hold still! Grab her and fuck her, Dalton! Ram her cunt full of that big prick and blast her pussy full! Make her feel young and hot again, you hairy, fucking ape!"

Roger reeled backward under Sally's onslaught as the girl shrugged from the top of her dress and pushed her bare, sharp tits against his chest. Roger dipped his head and sucked her nipples into his mouth and made her squeak with heat.

His hand went under her skirt and flipped it to her waist She lifted on her toes and then sank down slowly, wriggling her butt, sucking his finger all the way up her squirming, ready, slippery cunt. She fucked his finger openly, moaning, making wet sounds fill the room.

Roger breathed hard and fast. His eyes were bright with strange desires. His hand made a ripping sound come from Sally's dress as he pushed it over her hips and round, tight ass. He slipped his finger from the depths of her fluttering cunt and followed the dress down, going onto his knees on the soft carpet.

When she was naked, he wrapped his arms around her ass and lifted one thigh over his shoulder. He stared into the dripping, open wetness of her rosy cunt and darted forward, plastering his mouth to her slit

He sucked and moaned. Wet sounds smacked through the room as he licked and nibbled and pushed his tongue into the silky flesh, fucking her box with it.

"Ohhhhhh, do it! Do it!" Sally moaned, tipping her head back.

She pushed her pussy against his face. She squatted and balanced on one leg, giving Roger full access to her twat She held the back of his head and moved her little butt in tight circles, rubbing her throbbing clit against his nose as he ate her snatch.

"Dalton… honey…" she croaked. "He's eating my cunt! Gad, is he ever eating my cunt! He's wild! He got a snout like an armadillo, and he's fucking me with it! Dalton… oh, honey, I'm gonna… Aaaieeee! I'm coming, honey! What a cunt-suckerrr!"

She throbbed and shook. She let her pussy open wide and flood Roger's tongue with her slippery juice. Her pelvis rattled and shuddered, and she nearly lost her balance when she grabbed for one fit to squeeze it rhythmically as she came.

It was a wild, sudden orgasm, full of quick heat, explosive. She wanted them all to know how good it was. She described everything Roger did, the way his tongue felt inside her spasming cunt, the way her cut was being sucked between his lips, the way her fits tingled.

She groaned and squealed constantly, sagging when she was finished. She moaned and kissed Roger's mouth, running her tongue over his lips, licking off the slippery pussy juice on them. She pushed him onto his back on the thick carpeting, and they blocked the hallway to the bedrooms.

She unzipped his pants and reached into the opening and drew out his cock. It stood stiffly from his crotch in full view of his mother's staring, shocked eyes.

The girl unbuckled his pants and worked them off his ass. She cupped his balls and cooed and rolled them in her dainty hands. She jacked his prick rapidly for a moment, and Roger moaned, lifting his hips from the floor.

"Ohhhh, don't jack it, baby-suck it off! Fuck it! God, get up here and slide that boiling pussy down over my cock and make it blast into that tight little cunt of yours!"

"That ain't the deal, honey," Sally moaned huskily. "You can't fuck we until Dalton's fucked your sister. But there ain't nothin' in the deal about suckin'!"

She swirled her tongue over her lips to wet them, then opened her mouth. She aimed his prick upward, gave a cheeky glance at her husband and at Vera, both staring avidly, though for different reasons, and then pushed her pursed, full lips down over Roger's ccckhead.

"Yaanh! God!" he cried, straining up tightly.

Sally bobbed her head quickly. Her tongue and lips mauled his spongy, throbbing prickhead. Her tongue came from between her lips and slid tightly along the bottom of his shaft, reaching for his pubes. She made a trough of it and squeezed and brought it back up, making it ripple over the veins and crinkles of his prick.

She did it again and again while her small hand rolled his balls. Her head bobbed up and down. She ate her way down his cockshaft, taking more and more of it into her mouth. Her sharp tits stabbed down from her chest, and her little butt shook with passion, making her crack open wide and tow the slippery wetness inside her pussylips.

All the while, she jacked his prick down at the mat, her little fist bumping against her wet lips as she sucked him off. Roger twisted his hips and bucked on the floor and moaned over and over, seemingly heedless of the fact that Sally's husband and his own mother were watching him prepare to spurt his load into Sally's mouth.

The girl was between Roger's legs. Her tiny tight butt thrust up in back of her, facing the dining roam. Her knees were spread, and her crack was wide open.

They could see her tight little asshole pulsing in and out with terrible heat. They could see the parted lips of her dark-fringed pussy and the pinkness between them, wet and shining with her flowing juices.

When she had sucked her mouth down over Roger's cock so far that she couldn't jack his root any more, she took her hand any and thrust it between her thighs, pumping it up and down her sodden gash.

Her fingers curled under her crotch and tickled her asshole. They dabbled through the wet meat of her pussy mouth, slipping into the silken maw of her cunt and coming out wet and dripping. And her mouth sucked down and down over Roger's cock.

Roger's head tipped. His neck corded. His hips strained upward as he fucked his cockhead into her throat. He growled mindlessly for a moment and then let out a sharp cry.

'Yaaaagh! Take it! Swallow it! God, I'm coming!"

His eyes opened, for just a moment. He turned his head and looked straight at his mother. Then he writhed and bucked as if being tortured to death, and his cock exploded.

Sally squeezed his balls in her hand and shoved two fingers of her other hand up her cunt and sucked strongly. Her throat worked and gulped as Roger pumped jet after jet of cum into her throat.

She couldn't take it all. It backed up and ran from her lips, drooling from her chin onto his balls as she rolled them. She moaned and cooed and shook her ass with a tiny orgasm of her own, but she sucked until the last spurt shot out of his balls.

Vera stared with utter shock. She felt like fainting, as if that could make the whole unbelievable nightmare go away. She stared at her straining, orgasming son and the drooling evidence that he wasn't faking any of it.

He'd flipped. He'd gone stark mad. There was no other explanation for what he was doing. When Paul walked in the door and saw it, he would absolutely murder Roger. And there wouldn't be anything Vera could say in his defense this time. She wasn't sure she would even want to by.

A guttural sound made her jerk her head around. She stared at Dalton and saw that he was now edging around the table after her. He'd unzipped his pants, and a huge, bowing cock was bobbing from the gap, heavy and dark and dripping clear fluid from the horrible eye.

"Dalton, don't…" Vera whispered, her voice ragged with fear. "Roger lied to you, Dalton. I'm not his sister. I'm his mother, and my husband's due home any moment now. You'll both be in big trouble, Dalton, unless you leave now."

He stared at her naked tits and licked his thick lips. His face was flushed with heat. "I want my turn," he said huskily.

He looked ready to clamber over the polished table in his swamp boots to get at her and fuck his monstrous prick into her. He grinned horribly. He gripped the edges of the table and feinted one way and then the other, cackling when Vera squeaked and dodged.

There was no talking to him, no chance to reason. He was liking the chase too much. It thrilled him. He could easily get her, but he toyed with her instead.

Vera knew there was no use pleading with Roger, either. He wanted her to be fucked by this horse-cocked animal. She couldn't guess why. She knew only that her one hope was to get to her bedroom and the telephone there or for Paul to come home. God, where was he?

Dalton stood on the other side of the big table and leered at her crotch. He jacked his big prick to full stiffness, and the sight of it made her shudder. She imagined the way it would split her pussy wide and fill her whole belly. She'd wanted to be fucked-but not with that prick.

An unwanted shiver went through her as she looked at it. It was more than fright or disgust. There was a primitive excitement rippling through her body, and she knew with sudden shame why, he was staring at her crotch. Her panties were soaked dark with pussy juice!

"Ohhhh, hurry up and catch her, Dalton honey!" Sally moaned from the floor. "My pussy's just on fire for this boy's sweet cock!"

The girl's back was against the hallway jamb. Her legs were stretched in front of her, knees wide apart. Her fingers slopped through her wet cunt flesh as she masturbated teasingly with one hand and jacked Roger's slippery prick with the other.

"Roger, tell your sister to quit messing around! Tell her to let Dalton fuck her so's I can get this juicy cock into this juicy cunt!"

"To hell with them, baby," Roger gasped. "Let's fuck anyway."

"No, no-that wasn't the deal. We're supposed to trade fucks and…" She rolled her clit with her fingertip and jerked her hips up and nearly came. "Ohhhh, tell her to hurry!"

Roger sucked in his breath and prepared to climb over her and fuck her drenched pussy anyway. He moved her from the jamb and laid her flat on the floor. He held his prick in his hand and aimed it toward her dark-fuzzed, sopping cunt. "Here it comes, baby," he said huskily.

"No-no!" Sally moaned, twisting under him. "Dalton-he's trying to fuck me!" she cried.

Dalton let out a warning growl, forceful and rumbling. It stopped Roger cold. He whipped his head around with a sickly smile, unwilling to rile the burly swamp hick.

He saw the expression on his mother's face. He looked away. He was sorry. But it was the one way he could think of to get that old bastard to kick them both out and free them if he would only come home at the moment the ape's giant cock was making her scream with orgasm and beg for more. That would do it. He'd realize what an old fart he was and let her go.

Roger let out a groan and turned back. It was out of his hands now anyway. He dropped his head between Sally's thighs again and began to lick at her watering cunt.

It was a gusher, a well of slippery cunt juice. He held her tight little butt in his hands, and his tongue lapped up and down her steaming slit.

Sally cried out and bumped all over the floor, kicking her legs into the air, tangling her fingers in his blond hair and mashing his face against her wet meat. He thrust his tongue into the slippery hole and fucked it rapidly back and forth. He wrapped his lips around the little prick of her cut and drew hard, making her come again.

"Yaaaahhh, I want to fuck!" she screamed.

Her pussy opened wide and spasmed shut around Roger's tongue. It pulsed and fluttered and leaked, and her explosion was violent. It left her gasping and whimpering with strange sounds.

Dalton watched his wife come again and snorted with lust. A drop of fluid leaked from the tip of his big prick. He turned back to Vera and lunged at her without warning, catching her arm in a tight grip.

Vera cried out with shock and fear. She felt her body whirled around and slammed up against his tightly. Her tits pushed into his barrel chest, and her hips slammed against his. Dalton's heavy cock thudded up between her thighs and was like a pole under her pussy.

Vera shuddered wildly and knew she was helpless in his strong grasp. She looked into his face and shuddered with what she saw there.

She was going to be fucked.