Kathy Harris - Wild eager family

Larry stared down at the horrifying sight of his son fucking his wife, and he felt consumed with rage. The bitch! he thought angrily, watching the way she thrust her hips up to meet her son's prick as they came together.

Jesus, Larry thought angrily, how long has this been going on? Fucking her own son! How depraved can you get? He clenched his hands into two balled fists, the veins pounding angrily in his temples.

And Norm! How could he do this to his own father? Larry was hardly able to believe that the teen who was pumping his lust-bloated cock into his wife's cunt was his own son.

Larry continued to gaze at the incestuously fucking couple who were lost in the throes of orgasm, their sweating, trembling bodies bouncing together violently, their eyes closed in rapture, cries of bliss escaping from their feverish lips.

Suddenly, Larry could remain silent no longer.

"Janet! You slut!" he roared, his face flushed with rage.

Janet's eyes flew open and she gasped with shock when she saw her husband standing there, staring down at her and their son.

"Jesus!" Janet cried, frantically pushing her son from her.

"Dad!" Norm yelled as he whirled his head around and saw his father stand there, clenching and unclenching his fists, his face contorted with anger.

"Yes, Dad!" Larry roared, knowing that he had never been so angry, so full of contempt. He had never before felt so betrayed either, and the fact that it was his own wife and son betraying him pierced him to the core.

"What-What are you doing home so early, dear?" Janet asked numbly as her son rolled off of her, his cock immediately shrinking, leaving no hint left of the lust that had consumed him a moment before.

"What are you doing home so early, dear?" Larry mimicked his wife. "You lousy slut! It's a good thing I came home early or I wouldn't have found out what a whore you are!"

"Dad, please…" Norm began but his father's rage-filled voice cut him off.

"You shut up, you bastard!" Larry bellowed, shaking his fist menacingly at his son. "I should beat you to a bloody pulp… fucking your own mother! What kind of depraved creep are you?"

"Please, dear, don't be so angry," Janet pleaded but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized it had been the wrong thing to say. She had never seen her husband so furious and she realized that the best thing she could do was to remain quiet until he had vented his rage. Then, hopefully, he would forgive her. But God help me, she thought desperately, all I can really think about is whether this means I won't get to fuck with my son any longer. I couldn't stand that!

"Don't be angry? Don't be angry? I came home early with a surprise for you – to tell you that I love you and the kids so much that I've quit my job and taken an office job so I can be home more with my family – yeah, bitch, I came home early to tell you that and I find you fucking our own son. Then you have the gall to tell me not to be angry! My God, Janet, how should I feel?"

Norm opened his mouth to speak again, but his mother put her hand over his mouth to silence him and he grew still again.

"Okay, Janet," Larry said now, his voice low with restrained fury. "I won't be angry. And I certainly don't want to interrupt your sleazy fuck with your son any longer!"

Norm flinched as his father ref erred to him as Janet's son, and not his own.

"No, I don't want to interrupt you two lovers any longer than necessary," Larry growled, with a heavy sarcastic emphasis on the word 'lover'. "And I certainly don't want to upset you – either of you!"

"Please just listen, Larry!" Janet begged brokenly, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. But even if her husband had let her speak, the woman realized there was nothing she could say, nothing that would change the way he felt about catching her in bed with their son.

"Just shut up and listen to me because I'm telling you, Janet, it's taking every ounce of my self-control and dignity not to beat the shit out of both of you right now!" Larry said.

Janet and Norm both gasped and unconsciously they reached out to each other, holding on tightly, a sight that just served to inflame Larry's fury even more.

"Get this – and get it good," the enraged man continued, "you both disgust me – sicken me! Never in a million years will I be able to understand how a mother and son could fuck each other! That's sick! Depraved! And there's nothing in the world I want more right now than never to see either of you ever again!"

"But, Larry, our marriage…" Janet sobbed.

"Marriage? You call this farce a marriage? God knows how long you two have been making a fool of me! You've made a mockery of our marriage, Janet, and it's over! I'm filing for divorce!"

"Dad, don't do that, please," Norm said desperately.

"Stuff it, bastard!" Larry growled menacingly. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. I can't stand to be here another minute. I'm leaving now. I'll stay in a motel. Tomorrow, I'll see my lawyer to begin divorce proceedings. Now, don't let me keep you two any longer. Go right on back to what you were doing and enjoy it!"

And with that the man slammed out of the room, leaving his wife and son in a stunned silence, their mouths hanging open in shock.

For long moments, Norm held his mother while she sobbed hard in his arms. Then she took several shuddering breaths and pushed herself slightly away from him.

"Gosh, Mom, I'm really sorry," Norm mumbled, wondering what he could possibly say to make his mother feel better.

"Oh, Son, don't be. It wasn't your fault," she said, wanting to comfort her son as much as he wanted to comfort her.

"Not my fault? Of course it's my fault, Mom! If I hadn't been so hot and horny for you, I wouldn't have been in here fucking you, and Dad never would have seen us together like this."

"Oh but Norm, don't you see? We weren't doing anything wrong! We were doing only what was natural for us. And don't forget, it takes two – I was just as hot for you as you were for me," Janet said firmly, reaching out and hugging her son against her tits.

"I still feel as if our fucking each other was wrong," Norm muttered unhappily.

"No, Norm, no!" she cried fervently, feeling a rush of anger at her husband for making their son question his own natural desires. "You must never, but never, think that. Our fucking each other is just giving more meaningful expression to our feelings of love for each other, darling. You must believe that."

"But, Dad thinks it's wrong," Norm said in confusion.

"Oh yes, obviously he thinks it's depraved! He said that more than once!" Janet sputtered angrily. "But you know what, Norm, dear? That's his problem! You mustn't believe him, mustn't let his ignorant words make you uptight about what is so natural and beautiful. And most of all you mustn't let your father's jealousy drive a wedge between you and me."

"You think that's it, Mom? You think he was just jealous to find us fucking each other?" Norm asked hopefully, not wanting to even consider the break-up of their happy home.

"Of course he's jealous, and shocked, too," Janet said.

"You think he may come around?" Norm asked.

"I don't honestly know, Son. But whether he does or not, we can't let it interfere with us. Now come on, your father did say one thing that was very right on," Janet said, stroking her son's soft prick.

"What's that, Mom?" Norm asked, moaning softly as he felt his cock stirring beneath his mother's lewd caresses.

"Your father said that we should continue with our fucking, and I agree! Now, let's get it on!" Janet said, and she and her son laughed as she continued to stroke his cock, making it harder and thicker with each caress.

Mother and son pressed their mouths together, and Janet pried the teen's lips open with her mouth, ramming her tongue down his throat. At once Norm lanced his mother's mouth with his hard tongue.