He hesitated, then sat beside her to stroke her thigh. 'You're so lovely,' he said, 'you make a guy hurt, just seeing you bare-assed like this. And once a man knows how deep and rich your pussy is, he HAS to come back to it, time and again, fucking it and eating it, over and over. I never thought I'd be lucky enough to ever get my cock into that gorgeous cunt, Mom. Now that I have, I can't stay away from it. I'm hooked on my mother's far-out pussy.'
Lauralee put her arm around her son's shoulders; her fingers played over his flat nipple as she breathed into his ear, 'I'm glad, baby. Especially since you have such a spectacular young wife, and still want to screw your old mom.'
Robbie took hold of his growing shaft and rubbed the satiny head along the smoothness of her outer thigh. 'You'll never be too old for me to screw.'
Lightly, she kissed his downy cheek and watched the play of the boy's ballooning knob along her skin, admiring the cunning sculpture of its design and the beauty of its coloring. Boyish prick that had dipped into adult cunts, she thought; such a young cock, to have already fucked two mature women and stroked so often in a girl's alluring little oven as well; Robbie would go on sampling women's vaginas, she knew, making many others happy; she hoped it would always come back to her own.
'Hey,' Bettina said from the doorway, posing piquantly there with her small, perfect body radiant. 'I warned you guys not to start anything without me.'
'We haven't,' Lauralee answered. 'Come here and join us, darling.'
Robbie stood up, his now-rigid meat a thin staff sturdy enough to hang undies on to dry. 'Both of you,' he announced. 'I want to fuck both of you, going back and forth in your cunts. Mom – will you lie down on the floor? Yeah, that's the way, on your back with those long legs wide open so your pussy shines up at me. Now, Bettina, how about lying down on top of her – put your ass on her belly, baby, and hike your knees so that your sweet little snatch is right over hers.'
Excitedly, Lauralee accepted this new challenge, her flesh warming as the girl carefully lowered her negligible weight upon her. As Bettina lay back, Lauralee held the small, hard tits and thumbed their saucy points.
The girl's trim and perky ass snuggled down against her groin, and Lauralee relished the feel of it there, the adorable dainty cheeks with their miniature cleft.
'Man, oh man,' Robbie breathed, fondling this turgid cock. 'What a sight that is – my wife's golden pussy on top of my mom's black pussy; all those groovy legs spread open for me; Bettina's pink cunt lips and my mother's full, red ones.'
He kneeled upon the carpet and got himself set between their thighs, caressing both sets with trembling hands, bending to kiss each of them in turn. Lauralee flinched when her son's mouth found the dewy opening of her pulsating labia, when his hot tongue slid wetly along them. But he was soon gone, and she could tell by the tightening of Bettina's ass that Robbie was paying the same adulation to the girl's mound, too.
Next, she knew the delightful nuzzling of his cockhead, that rubbery yet firm bud of his young manhood as it felt into her eager, humid cunt lips. Robbie shoved into them gently but steadily; forcing them to give way for the sliding comfort of his hard meat. The boy's prick worked up into Lauralee twitching vagina then, and her son began to stroke slowly, penetratingly, into her body.
His belly must be rubbing into Bettina's pussy, she thought, and squeezed down upon her daughter-in-law's nubile breasts. Robbie must be taking care to add his weight to his wife's, but she couldn't see how he was handling the situation; she could only feel, and that was truly the only sense she required. Her vagina wriggled over his thrusting shaft and her clit quivered.
Suddenly, almost painfully, that enchanted cock was gone, yanked from the clenching of her moist depths, and Lauralee's cunt was lonely.
'Oooh!' Bettina groaned, the delicate ass rolling as Robbie inserted the head of his slippery prick into the girl's smaller, tighter snatch.
Lauralee felt her son's fuzzy balls against the wet mouth of her deprived cunt, the slow back-and-forth swinging of the sack as Robbie pumped his insatiable rod into his wife's wriggling body. Four lingering strokes, five – then the greasy knob was back below, reaching blindly for the welcoming embrace of his mother's cunt. He jammed it home, and Lauralee took it breathlessly, joyfully.
Containing himself, controlling his pent-up emotions, Robbie was giving them both a magnificent fucking, a priceless screwing they would both remember for the rest of their lives. His flanged cockhead reached and withdrew, rolled around inside Lauralee's feverish hole and brought her jerking, heaving to a culmination that made her drum her heels upon the floor.
His magical staff was gone again, plunged once more into the sweet, hot glove the girl's churning pussy, driven to the veined hilt inside her sinuously rolling snatch. In and out, his balls caressing Lauralee's steamy cunt with every stroke, Robbie pumped his distended tool strongly into Bettina, and Lauralee could feel them, too. The girl jerked with every burying of the slick meat, her tremors passing through her straining body and into Lauralee's sensitive flesh.
She knew the exact moment when Bettina came, and rocked the darling girl lovingly in her arms as the tiny ass bucked in hectic spasms. Robbie was coming, too, she thought; the boy's scrotum was shuddering; all that creamy richness was spewing into the childlike vagina, drenching it with his bubbling juices.
But Robbie sensed that his mother craved to share that ultimate moment, and pulled his spitting cockhead from his wife's wringing pussy. Lauralee gasped as she felt the downpour of her son's semen, the splattering of the oystery fluid that rained upon her own cunt lips and soaked her pussy hairs. They were both being rewarded with the fluids of the boy's wondrous balls, his some purling inside and our of Bettina's shivering cunt, and smearing itself into Lauralee's pulsating box. She loved him for his thoughtfulness, and her ass twisted as the starchy rivulet oozed down the crack of her excited ass.
'You're both dripping with my come,' Robbie said. 'Both my beautiful fuckable cunts are all milky with my semen – my mother's pussy and wife's pussy. That's the sexiest thing I've ever seen.'
Sighing, Bettina disengaged herself rom the tangle, rolling from Lauralee's body and off to one side. 'Don't let it all get soaked up,' Lauralee heard the girl say. 'Here, baby – let me scoop some of it into my hand…'
Lauralee started to move, bringing her legs together as she felt her son backing from between them. Bettina nudged her hip. 'Roll on over, darling – onto your belly, and bring your knees under your body, so your ass pokes up. You want it like this, don't you?'
'Yes, yes, yes!' Lauralee moaned, and realized why the girl had collected the semen. It was to lubricate the head of Robbie's cock, so that it would be easier to get into the tightness of her tube. She was panting against her folded arms when she felt warm, greasy fingers working the lguey stuff into the rim of her asshole, and a violent thrill pierced her, all the way up to her throat.
Then her son's sudsy knob was at the hairy ring, his hands braced upon the cheeks of her ass, his knees between her own. 'Take it easy, Mom,' he said from behind her. 'Relax as much as you can and stay loose; don't tighten down on me, and it'll go fine.'
Closing her eyes, Lauralee waited, her pulses racing insanely. Would it hurt? Could it feel as good as that fleeting moment when, in the squirming heat of passion, someone had slipped a finger into her anus? The slippery tip of her son's glans pressed into the equally greasy knot of her asshole, pushing tenderly. And slowly, every so slowly, the reluctant circle began to give, to stretch.
'Easy,' he murmured, 'just hang loose, baby. The cockhead is going in you – and wow! It's really hot and tight in there.'
She felt it; she knew the strange, almost frightening sensation and fought to keep from tightening. Inch by exploring inch, the boy's spongy, hard-cored bulb eased into her ass, and suddenly the length of his stiff prick slid up, up, and his balls settled into the parted vee of her thighs, his pelvis against her cheeks.
It was in her; her son's beloved cock was really IN her ass. Lauralee wiggled upon it, testing, experimenting, and her pussy contracted below.
'It-it's fabulous,' she groaned. 'Oh, I can't believe it, Robbie; you have your sweet prick buried all the way into my ass.'
Stroking her cheeks, he began to move back and forth, very gently and slowly, taking great care not to hurt her. Lauralee didn't give a damn if he did hurt her; anything that happened within her narrow hose would be a wanton rapture, and she slid around upon the meat socked so firmly inside her tail.
Her nipples dug into the carpet, and she liked the small pain. Every tender stroke he made into her impaled
