Marta groaned. She ached to have the girl's tongue entrenched in the throbbing need of her quim. She whimpered piteously as she writhed on the bed. Every inch of her lovely nakedness quivered with fervid need, fevered ardor.
With almost sleepy languor, Kari wiggled her tongue-tip up the pouted pinkness of the woman's labia. So close yet so far away from the burning desire of her pussy, she taunted. Then in a quick, dipping motion, she drove her tongue into the moist plumpness of those trembling lips. Her oral probe tapped at the extended length of the woman's clit she knew she would find there.
'Aaarraagahhh!' Marta gasped in exquisite pleasure.
Like a tiny, wet whip, Kari's tongue lashed at the aching bud of sexual need. Back and forth she licked at the woman's pleasure button: Again and again she whipped, torturing the shuddering woman between whose thighs she knelt with blasting sensations of desire.
Then as if soothing away any pain she had caused, Kari's dexterous tongue laved tenderly around the sensitive nubbin. She kissed it sucking at it with loving gentleness.
Marta reached down and grasped the girl's head, crumpling the wavy masses of blonde hair beneath her demanding fingers. She shoved at the young girl, pushing her face down between her opened thighs, pushing her laving tongue down along the juicy slit of her cunt.
This time the blonde did not deny her. Her twisting tongue plunged eagerly into the quivering channel of the woman's need. Hard and long she fed her oral digit up into the heated confines of Marta's pussy. Hungrily the girl licked and lapped in the steaming flow of juices she found there.
It was magnificent. Mitch's mouth had been oh, so wonderful down there between her legs. But this was the mouth of another woman, a feminine mouth. She had never expected that another woman could create such passion within her. Her body writhed and quaked with abandoned relish with each sharp thrust of the girl's tongue.
Unknown desires were awakened within her, desires that had lain hidden from her for all her life. She now opened her body to the sensations that rushed through her. She gave herself wholly and totally to the needs of her desires. She gave herself wholly and totally to the young girl that so wonderfully ate at her aching snatch.
Every minute movement of Kari's drilling tongue thrilled her. She felt its wetness lave over the trembling softness of her cunt folds. She savored the twisting little swirls it turned within her pussy. She moaned as it pushed in and out of the throbbing hole of her cunt. She whimpered and writhed, completely controlled by the never ceasing licking and lapping.
Wet, loud oral sounds drifted up from between her thighs-smacking sounds swallowing sounds created by eating the girl was giving her.
Unlike the men's mouths that had given her passions, there was something new and exciting about this girl's mouth. A thrill of forbidden pleasures tingled in every of her body. The arousal of having a woman lavish her tongue-tip into the heated channel of her quim was maddening in its ecstasy.
Harder and harder Kari threw her oral probe into the quivering mouth of the woman's body. Faster and faster she whipped around in the thick flow of Marta's cunt fluids. Eager and zealous in her every thrust, she gave the woman a pussy licking she would remember for the rest of her life.
Her crotch felt like a ball of fire as Marta thrashed wantonly on the bed. Her spread thighs held a burning pulse. With each plunging drive of Kari s tongue that throbbing heat was stoked higher and higher. She was near, ever so near. Her eyes fluttered closed as their desire-laden lids grew weighted like lead. Groans and whimpery moans constantly rose from her throat.
Her pelvis hunched. She shoved herself into the girl's beautiful face, surrounding the mouth of the blonde's face with the mouth of her cunt. She hunched and bucked urgently, fucking herself on that marvelous tongue that ran in and out of her body.
'My sweet god!' she cried out. 'I'm close! So damn close!'
Responding to the woman's desperation, Kari upped the tempo of her oral plungings. In and out she thrust the moist, pink length of her tongue. In a wild frenzy, she licked and laved over the tremulous folds of Marta's quaking cunt. She ate her, licked her.
Then something invaded the bliss of the two women. Whether or not Kari was aware of the invader, Marta was. Despite the mounting desires swirling within her thighs, she forced her eyes open. He was standing there in the doorway to the bedroom.
Neal, her son, stood there. A wide grin was on his face.
And from his crotch shafted a rigid spike of cock.
How long had he watched them? Panic reeled through her brain. How long had he stood there watching his girl friend eat his mother's cunt?
At the same time she found herself admiring the strength that rippled through the young muscles of her son's body. His chest was sprinkled with a light growth of dark curly hairs which would thicken as he matured, she realized. A dark, thin line of those same black hairs ran down the center of his youthful stomach, matting thickly around his navel and even more thickly around the base of that thick shaft of his sex.
His cock, she rolled it over in her mind. He had come to Kari's room to make love to the girl now kneeling between her thighs. He had brought that rigid rod to fill Kari's young quim.
She shivered.
Her son's grin widened.
His dark eyes locked to hers, he slowly stepped across the room to the side of the bed. His imposing spike of manhood bobbed and twitched as he came toward her. Its swollen head was strained and needy looking. Glistening drops of preseminal fluids oozed from the slitted mouth of his glans.
He's aroused! The thought struck her with a bolt of lightning. Neal's aroused! He's turned on!
Then she realized her son was excited by the woman-to-woman scene he had witnessed. Did he realize that Kari made love with other women? Did he know of the incestuous relationship existed between Mitch and the two girls?
His grin still on his face, his eyes drifted over the voluptuous nakedness of his mother's body. He had seen her from the bedroom window last Saturday night and ached for her. Now as he stood there so close to her bare body, his filled with a forbidden lust. He wanted to slide atop her supple warmth and cram his throbbing prick into the dark-fleeced mound between her spread thighs, while his hands squeezed roughly into the milky balls of her mammoth breasts.
But the sexy blonde crouched between his mother's willing legs was occupying the moist gash of her cunt. The girl's eyes rolled up to him, flashing with devilish delight. He had come here to sample the sweetness of her tight cunt. But now-now his attention was directed to his mother.
As her eyes watched him, he reached out and grasped the fat column of his cock. Slowly he ran a tight fist up and down its rigid length. Her nostrils flared and her mountainous tits quivered atop her chest. There was no doubt in his mind that she wanted to feel him in her as much as he wanted to be there. She wanted to taste the unbending virility of her own son's prick.
Taste her son's prick!
Which is exactly what you'll do, dear mother, he smiled to himself, as he realized exactly what he intended to do.
Her eyes widened as he climbed onto the bed beside her. He stretched out beside her. She moaned as the warmth of his bare skin brushed against her. For a moment or two he just lay there, his eyes searching her face.
He twisted a bit. Hard and hot, his cock pressed firmly against her thighs. Stiffly it throbbed there, its bulging head jerking against her flesh. She shivered. Delicious thrills raced through her body, once more stirring the lust his sudden intrusion had quelled.
Then, without speaking, he kissed her. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and accepted the gift of his tongue. Her hands released Kari's head and caressed the nakedness of his body. Her palms roved the rippling muscles of his back. Her fingers dug into the tense balls of his buttocks. And then her hands drifted to that demanding hardness of his cock.
He groaned low and deep, his lips easing from her mouth. Gently, ever so gently, her fingertips slowly traced up and down the throbbing lance of his manhood. He felt so good, so hard, so alive with need-a need for her!
