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
