naked body trembled in a violent way as her orgasm steamed about her body. She strained hard against her son, her asshole clutching and releasing the hard shaft of his cock. Her tits ached with swelling, her nipples ready to burst. She shoved her head upward, her eyes bulging. She let out a tortured screw and her body convulsed.
The orgasm exploded in her cunt, and the contractions created a waving, rippling effect on her son's cock. It seemed as if her asshole was trying to pull his cock deeper, deeper.
Frank couldn't take it any longer.
He groaned, pulling at his mother's hips, his cock as deep as he could get it. He lifted his head, eyes tightly shut. His balls twitched against her exploding cunt.
'Mom!' he shouted.
The quick gush of his come-juice shot up Linda's asshole.
Again she screamed, her orgasm growing in strength.
Spurt after spurt, his hot come-juice flooded into her asshole. Despite the intensity of her orgasm, her asshole clutched her son's cock, feeling the power of those pulsations that sent his sweet jism burning up her ass. The ring of her asshole clamped tightly about his cock, squeezing, draining him, pulling the creamy juice out of his tight balls.
Slowly, very slowly, Linda's pulsations began to fade. The contractions weakened, and she rested her shoulders and head back on the bed, moaning softly as her asshole throbbed around her son's softening cock. She didn't know how her son could remain on his knees after that violent discharge, but she felt him leaning against her naked ass. His balls still pressed at her cunt, but they weren't hard and full now. She listened to his panting, her face glowing radiantly. Tremors rippled about her flesh, tremors of gratification.
'Pull your cock out,' she whispered. 'But slowly. If you jerk your cock out, I might shit.'
Frank giggled as he pulled his prick back, watching his mother's asshole hold it. As his cock dropped from her asshole, he watched her wring close, then it began to pulsate softly and gently. He touched it lightly with the tip of one finger, making his mother's ass twitch.
'God, that was something,' Linda moaned as she shoved her legs backward, lying on her stomach. The cheeks of her ass shivered, then became still. 'That was… God, I came so fucking hard!'
'Me, too, Mom,' Frank said, his breathing coming under control. 'That was a great fuck.'
'Right up my ass!' she giggled, turning over and wrapping her arms around him, puffing him against her naked tits. She smeared his young face with hot kisses. 'Who would have believed getting it up the ass could be so good?'
'We do,' he said, running a tongue about her nipple.
'We sure do,' she murmured, cuddling him close.
CHAPTER SEVEN
'Why be so stingy, Linda?' Brett asked. 'I'm not being stingy,' she replied. They were sitting at her dining table, coffee before them. Brett had come over just as she finished with her housework, and caught her in a robe and with her hair up in curlers. He had begun talking immediately about fucking her mouth again. But Linda refused. Not that she didn't enjoy sucking cock, but she was starting to feel as though she belonged exclusively to her son. Her mouth, her cunt, and now her asshole, were Frank's. She couldn't use them without his knowledge. She even felt as if she had cheated on her son by sucking her brother's cock off the day before.
'If you can do it once, you can do it twice,' Brett had said.
'Maybe I can,' she answered, 'but you know I've never been promiscuous, Brett.'
'I'm your brother,' he retorted. 'What's promiscuous about that?'
Linda stared unblinkingly at him. 'Brett, there was a time when you could have done anything with me. You could have fucked the shit out of me when we were in high school. You don't know how many times I wanted your cock in my pussy, but all you would do was jack off, with me holding your hot balls.'
'I know.' He smiled, finishing his coffee. 'You knew you could have fucked me?'
'No, not that. I was just remembering how good it was then.'
'But now, after all these years,' she said, 'you want more than me watching you jack off. You want blow jobs from me.'
'There's nothing wrong with that, Linda.'
'Probably not,' she conceded. 'But I keep remembering how much I wanted you to fuck me then, and you pulling your cock. Things have changed, Brett. Now you want something from me?'
'Listen, Sis,' he said, sounding as if he was pleading. 'You give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want.'
'Oh, is that right?' She lifted an eyebrow at him. 'So now you want me to blow your cock, so you're willing to fuck me, huh? A trade off, is that what you're asking?'
'It's a good deal.' He shrugged.
'For who, me or you?'
'Both of us.'
'I don't know about that,' Linda replied. 'I don't really need your cock, Brett. I can do very well without your cock.'
'Bullshit! You need cock, Linda,' he said. 'I'm your brother, remember? I know how hot you are.'
'Yes, I'm hot,' she admitted. 'But I don't need you or your cock. You could have fucked me yesterday, but you didn't. You put your cock in my mouth instead. Now, you want me to suck you off again. What about my cunt, damn you! Don't you think I like to feel a hard cock in it, too?'
'That's what I mean, you suck me and I'll fuck you.'
'I just said I don't need your cock, Brett,' she said firmly.
Brett looked at her for a long time, then nodded his head.
'I see,' he said quietly. 'You're getting plenty of cock, right? I can guess whose cock you're getting.'
Linda gazed right back at him. 'Frank used to be at my house all the time,' Brett said. 'He was having fun, playing with Peggy. He enjoyed getting his hands into her panties, feeling her cunt. He liked it when Peggy played with his cock. But lately he hasn't been over. A boy just don't stop feeling a hot girl up unless…'
Linda smiled, almost a smirk.
'I see,' Frank pinned. 'You're getting plenty of cock – Frank's cock. You're fucking him, aren't you, Linda?'
'That's my business, I'd say, Brett,' she said calmly. 'What I do with my son is of no concern to you. I don't say anything about your little games with Peggy, do I?'
'You see, you're stingy with your mouth, Linda,' he said. 'If you suck Frank's cock, why not mine?'
'Talk Peggy into sucking your cock off,' she said.
'I will, but now right now,' Brett said, running his hand to his cock and stroking it through his pants. 'I'll make you an even better trade. You suck me off and Frank fucks Peggy.'
'Frank will fuck Peggy sooner or later,' she said. 'Whether you want them to or not, they're going to fuck.'
'Probably,' Brett replied.
'So you have no trade, my dear brother.'
'Shit,' he said.
Linda laughed. 'Got you by the balls, don't I?'
'I wish to hell you did.' He grinned at her. 'They're kind of hard and full right now.'
'So, jack it off, like always.'
'I'll jack it off, right in your fucking face.'
'That's nothing new,' she answered. 'You came off in my fucking face many times, if I remember right.'
'And you loved it, Linda. You can't lie about that.'
'Yes, I loved it, Brett,' she replied in a soft voice. 'I would have loved it more if you would have just fucked me.'
'We can now,' he said.
