Peter Jensen - Mother_s new boarder

Preston patted King's head affectionately. "What did I tell you, Clyde? They're together again. Heh, heh – and really together this time."

The boy could only groan in reply, his cock a straight, erect post throbbing painfully from the astounding, lust-provoking sight. He'd never seen two girls eat each other out before, much less dreamed of a mother-daughter combination! It was more than his young mind could absorb dispassionately, and he watched with increasing arousal on his own part as the slaving twosome bucked and spasmed insanely in their incestual orgy.

Preston also was stimulated, his great penis trembling, its cock-head opening oozing seminal lubrications, and he stroked his fleshy shaft lightly, afraid that if he beat his cock too well, he'd cum all over the ground. Fiery sperm boiled in his testicles as he stared at the two on the grass, and then he turned to Clyde. He took his hand and began to stroke Clyde's prick as well, feeling the boy stiffen and then jerk his loins in a lewd pantomime of the sex rhythm.

"You fucked Mrs. Franklin," Preston said as he saw the glitter of savage desire light the boy's eyes. "And I fucked the girl. Now let's each take on the other. What do you say?"

"Yeah… Yeah…" the boy croaked.

"Only let's do something different this time," Preston suggested. "I've a surprise waiting for that teenager's cunt, so have her suck your cock – like she's sucking her mother's pussy now."

"Ohhhh, yeah, yeah," Clyde breathed mindlessly.

"And I'll shove my cock into that tight little asshole of the mother. How does that sound?"

Clyde didn't answer. Already he'd broken free from Preston and was charging across the grass, his penis waving out in front of him like a battle standard showing the way…

Wendy rolled and flung her tortured body crazily over her mother's face, hanging on to the black-haired pussy below her with joyous determination, driving her fiery tongue harder and faster and deeper into the clasping, sweetly melting channel of her mother's vagina, her own cunt burning with the intensity of a forest fire out of control and fanned by winds which made it roar through the whole of her firm, young flesh. Then she sensed another's presence, a shadow cross over her, and her heart almost stopped beating. She flailed her head a moment longer, then stilled, and she fought against the pressure of looking up, filled with the dread certainty that she would see somebody. But she did, and she saw Clyde – and something else, something long and glistening and jutting thickly toward her…

Clyde Brooks stared at the abandoned girl below him, stroking his throbbing, blood-erect prick in long, deliberately tantalizing strokes the way Preston had done to him. He crouched down beside her on his knees, coming ever closer until his balls were touching her forehead, and he extended his hard, youthful penis with one hand while with the other he raised Wendy's head harshly.

"Suck me, Wendy," he ordered breathlessly. "Suck me like you're sucking your mother and make me cum!"

In one gasping, shuddering moment the teenage girl realized that what was being thrust toward her wet, glistening mouth was his cock, huge and swollen and palpitating. She wanted to scream, to fling him away, and yet she couldn't, for the passion from her mother's sucking of her cunt mingling with the aphrodesia which was steaming rampantly through her nerves made her incapable of anything except wanting to be a slave to her body. She couldn't reason how or why the boy was there, beside her… but she didn't care. Only she didn't want to suck his penis! She wanted her mother!

She tried to twist her head away, but he held her roughly in his grasp, and he pressed his cock forward still more, until his thick glans was against her cheek; he raised her head until she was feeling his secretions teasing her lips, and she wanted to gag.

Marleen Franklin was no longer asleep to the situation. She was now fully cognizant of what was happening to her daughter, even though her position made it impossible for her to react, trapped as she was under the still demanding, still undulating white and pink skin of Wendy's quivering vaginal slit. Even though her passions had been spiraling in spite of her best efforts to reject them, Marleen was shocked speechless by the impact of Clyde's demand. God! He was there, wanting her child to suck his cock! They'd been discovered, and the horror of what she and Wendy were engaged in made her moan in further shame, and she wanted to somehow run as Wendy had run, escape from the naked and shameless cavorting against nature and man… She started to sob, but her hot breath only inflamed Wendy's pussy more, and the child ground her cunt onto her mother's face reflexively; Marleen realized then that her daughter, while tragically terrified of this new event, was still hotly aroused, and she could only lie there and feel Wendy's warm, excited young secretions around her mouth and smell the feminine perfume of her daughter's sex. She deliriously began to kiss and lick as before, her brain refusing any command other than the overwhelming need for gratification. It was as if her return to her lickings and tonguings was a form of circuit breaker, stopping her overloaded mental system from shorting out, her only path to keep the smattering of sanity which still held her together. She worked slavelike below, her tongue lashing and making Wendy moan in one continuous stream of bubbling pleasure, unable to stop what was now an obsession, an overwhelming, crushing need…

Wendy's cunt flowered open wider and her lubrications increased with the resumption of her mother's sucking mouth teasing her wide-stretched vaginal slit, and warm trickles of saliva ran down from her mouth and pursed lips, and she rotated her wet buttocks onto the woman beneath her harder and faster in a lewd dance of desire. But she still couldn't take Clyde Brooks' penis in her mouth! She'd never allow herself to lower herself to this degrading act, as low as she was already by her actions.

"Ohhhh, God damn you, Wendy, suck it!"

"No! Don't make me!" she pleaded, "Please don't make me!"

"Did she cum?" Preston asked, standing beside them.

"Hell no, only stubborn."

"She's never sucked cock before, my boy," the older man chuckled lewdly. "She's never had any cock anywhere until today. You'll have to force her – like this!" Preston came over and took his hands to her chin and jaw and pried open her unwilling mouth. "Now, shove your cock in, Clyde! Shove it in fast!"

The boy thrust forward quickly, and filled the warm, wet cavern between her cheeks, and she could feel it slither the full length of her gagging tongue as he filled her with his thick, fleshy hardness.

"You'll love it, Wendy," Preston soothed. "Try it and see…"

Wendy closed her eyes, feeling numb to the world. In a trance-like state she felt harsh, pubic hairs at the base of Clyde's penis rub against her chin and lips, and she ovalled her lips as he began to screw his cock in and out, Preston's hands still holding her head in a viselike grip. "Suck, baby, suck…" she heard dimly and she did, not knowing what else she could do. Her lips slowly began to nibble the thrusting shaft, and she coughed and sputtered from the unnatural invasion, trying not to think of what she was submitting to. The boy's testicles bounced against her and her nostrils filled with a new odor, a male odor that was stronger and not as sweet as her mother's secretions, but still piquant and spicy and attractive to her.

Underneath her, Marleen sucked and teased faster and faster as she thought of her daughter having a cock shoved into her lovely face, and her hands stroked the firm, heated flesh and her tongue lolled in the moist pink flanges of Wendy's cunt.

The saliva grew in the girl's mouth, becoming slightly sticky now from the emissions of lubricating fluid from the head of Clyde's sliding cock. She sensed his hips jerking and straining against her bobbing mouth, and his long, hard fingers were curling in her dark hair, holding her fast as his penis stretched and expanded until there wasn't any more room left. But instead of the sickness Wendy imagined she'd have, she began to enjoy it. Her brain savored the electric touch of her tongue on his cock, and the throbbing, tantalizing taste of his shaft. She balanced herself on one hand and took the other up to the base of his testicles, crooning a little now as she sucked rhythmically, twirling the softness of her young tongue maddeningly around the glans and coronal ridge. She'd never dreamed of this before! God, it was exciting, and Preston had been right again! Had he ever been wrong? God, she loved to suck this cock! She opened her mouth wider and took still more of the penis inside her butter-soft interior, swirling faster and faster, causing Clyde to cry out in pure delight.