tasting the sweetness again. She dragged her tongue from the girl's throbbing clit, along her
succulent cunt slit, and even swirled the tip about the girl's crinkled little asshole. Then she fucked her tongue into the tight wetness of the little girl's pussy.
Karen's naked body shivered as the girl's tongue fucked in and out of her cunt, those small hands clinging to her twisting ass. The muffled wet moans coming from Sally and the pumping of her small ass created a lust of hunger within Karen.
Slurping sounds came from them as they sucked and licked and devoured each other's clit. Karen clung tightly to the girl's small ass, her face buried between the hot thighs. Her eyes opened and closed, rolling about as she twisted under the licking, fucking tongue of Sally. Karen sucked and licked at the succulent young girl's cunt greedily, twisting her tongue frequently up to lick about the pucker of the girl's tight asshole, along the smooth inner cheeks of her ass, only to return swiftly to the delicious wet heat of Sally's sugary cunt. Sally was sucking and licking Karen's hairy pussy just as hungrily, holding Karen's ass in her little hands, drawing Karen's steaming crotch hard against her mouth.
Their cheeks were slippery with seeping fuck juices, their mouths filling time and again. They sucked and licked with a feverish ecstasy.
They were in the middle of the floor, Sally wearing her skirt and nothing else, the skirt draped about her waist. If Brett had walked in at that time, he would have been confronted with a sight that would have made his cock hard immediately.
Karen moaned into Sally's cunt as she began to explode with boiling orgasms. Sally, feeling Karen's hairy cunt grip her tongue with waving, clutching convulsions, slammed her cunt down into Karen's face, grinding as her young cunt was triggered into spasms too. They fucked at each other's mouth with their searing wet cunts, moaning with mindless ecstasy. Their bodies trembled in a violent way as they came. Their tongues darted and licked in a frenzy of erotic delight.
It went on and on, and finally Sally slumped atop Karen's body, her cheek resting on the hairy mound beneath her face. Karen, her chin pressed into Sally's still-throbbing cunt, closed her eyes as a glow of satisfaction closed about her.
CHAPTER SIX
Karen didn't tell Brett about Sally. After the girl had left, she wondered if perhaps Sally had known her son would not be coming home when she had appeared at the door. She wondered if Sally, knowing Karen was fucking Brett, had decided to have a little fun herself. The girl had an intensely erotic mind, and she seemed to have her own insatiable beast between her thighs, too.
Before she realized it, Karen was imagining
all manner of erotic pastimes involving Sally, herself and her son. They were exciting thoughts, thoughts that set the erotic beast between her legs to pacing and roaring, demanding to be stoked, fed, satisfied.
For the rest of the evening, Karen's body had a tingling glow, her flesh warm to the touch. Her nipples arched out in rubbery hardness and her cunt seemed to be constantly twitching. By the time her son came home, she was in a high state of erotic arousal again. She remembered that, while sucking on Sally's cunt, her tongue had swirled up and about the tight, hot pucker of Sally's asshole. It had happened in the heat of ecstasy, but now Karen found she wanted to try that with her son, wanted to lick his asshole.
Things had changed so swiftly in her life, and all in just a few days. She was proud of her change, too. She felt a sense of real freedom, and that prowling beast was not giving her much trouble now. It was still there, making its presence known, but the demands no longer tormented her. Why should they? She was getting fucked quite adequately by her son, and she had just experienced another intensely satisfying pleasure with Sally.
She had bathed again after Sally left, and now wore a flaring skirt and a see-through
blouse, her tits and nipples exposed through the garment. She knew her son would love her this way, and, when he came home, he whistled his appreciation, ogling her tits like some failed comic at a stand-up club of dubious repute.
Grinning wickedly, Karen lifted her skirt and flapped it up and down, flashing her cunt at him as he licked his lips. She saw his cock, inside his pants, swelling into lovely hardness. She kissed him, running her hand along his pants to feel the throbbing of his cock.
'Mmmmm, nice,' she whispered. 'You should always come home with a hard-on.
'I should always be greeted this way,' he said, shoving his hand under his mother's skirt and cupping her hairy cunt, squeezing. 'Your cunt is hot again, Mother.'
'Isn't it always hot?'
He nodded, his eyes twinkling as he felt her up, darting a finger teasingly into the tight heat of her pussy. Karen wiggled her ass and squeezed his cock, kissing him again.
'You must be hungry,' she said. 'And why didn't you come home earlier? I've been needing this.'
They walked into the kitchen, with Karen cupping his cock and his hand under her skirt, holding her ass. They ate, and she was pleased
to see her son put away a huge steak.
'You're going to need all the energy you can get,' she laughed throatily. 'You're going to be a busy boy, I think.'
'How busy, Mother?'
'Well, between me and Sally,' she said, 'I'd say damned busy.'
'I'm ready,' he said, pushing his plate away.
'Ready for what?' Karen asked, her eyes glowing in that hot, liquid way.
'For whatever you want, Mother.'
'Ooo, that takes in a lot, you know? Maybe you aren't up to it, darling. Maybe you should reconsider that statement.'
'I don't think so,' he said, coming to stand at her side. He slipped his hand into the neck of her see-through blouse and fondled her springy tits, thumbing her nipples.
Karen twisted in the chair and drew her son between her knees, opening his pants. She shoved a hot hand into his pants and pulled his cock and balls out together. She closed her fist around his cock, her other hand cupping his precious balls. She looked down at the smooth prickhead, watching his piss hole start to drip.
Brett opened her see-through blouse, releasing her naked tits. While she fondled his cock and balls, he played with her spongy tits.
Karen pulled his cock, close, and began rubbing the head of his cock about her nipples, smearing them with the seeping of his fuck juices. She pressed the wet piss hole against a nipple as if trying to put it inside him. The wet, slippery heat on her nipple sent her cunt into a twitching desire. Leaning down, Karen kissed the wet piss hole of his cock, then dragged her tongue up and down the hard prickshaft. She leaned lower and tickled his balls with the tip. She swirled her tongue about his balls, then licked up to the piss hole again, where she closed her lips about his prickhead and sucked at the fuck juices.
While her son stood there between her knees, she opened his belt and shoved his pants down. As he stepped from them he removed his tank top, and stood naked, his cock arching out in throbbing hardness. His was a most beautiful cock to Karen. As she sat on the chair, she removed her blouse and shook her titties at him, screwing her face up in a teasing grimace of eager pleasure.
'You know what I want, honey?' she asked in a very low, husky voice.
'Whatever it is, that's what you get, Mother,' he said agreeably.
'I want you to sit in my face,' she whispered.
'Sure.'
'I mean you know, put your ass in my face, honey.
'Fine with me.'
With a squeal, she hugged her son, her arms snaking around his hips as she pressed her face into his cock and balls.
Getting to her feet, she took his hand and pulled him to the living room. There she removed hers skirt, then
