Kathy Harris - Wild eager family

Still horny, Norm had gone to his own room, feeling he had no choice since everyone was pooping out on him. He threw himself onto his bed and lay there for a while, feeling his cock growing harder and harder as he remembered the turn-on details of the fuck session he had just enjoyed with his mother and sister.

Suddenly he decided he would spy on his mother through his secret peephole. So what if she's just reading a book? he asked himself. Just looking at her sexy body is better than lying here all alone.

He lay face-down on his bed, pulled the camouflaged plug, and eagerly pressed his eye against the hole in the wall which gave him a perfect view of his mother's bed.

He was still naked from the three-way orgy, and he was slowly grinding his rigid prick against his mattress as he stared at the sight of his mother who was not reading a book at all. Instead, she was playing with her pussy.

Janet lay full-length on the bed, her legs thrown widely apart. She had her bedside lamp on, and in one hand she was holding one of her erotic magazines open to the centerfold. Her long, golden hair was spread out sexily over the pillow, fanning away from her flushed face. Her eyes were smoldering with desire as they drank in the sight of the young stud who posed on the page of her magazine.

Her free hand moved slowly down her body, tracing over her pulsing nips which immediately hardened with desire, and down the full slopes of her large tits, across the soft flesh of her belly, and finally, grazing over the moist golden fur that fringed her pouting pussy.

She gave a sigh which went straight to her son's balls as he spied on the woman. Her long, soft fingers glided back and forth across the lips of her pussy, sending ripples of pleasure coursing through her body.

She was feeling so incredibly horny. Even though she had just had more orgasms than she could keep track of with her son and daughter as they had sucked and fucked each other, she was still full of desire. She had been embarrassed to admit that to her children and so she had said she was tired and would go to bed, thinking only of her sexy magazines and her need to give herself another orgasm – and another – and another.

Her body was tingling all over now, and flames of lust flickered lewdly in her hot cunt. She began to grind her hips against her stroking fingers as she finger-fucked herself, gasps of pleasure spilling from her lips.

She worked one finger up to the first knuckle inside the sweet honeyed hole of her pussy and she began to ram it in and out with increasingly rapid movements as she strained for the orgasm she so desperately needed. Her thumb made lewd circular movements across the knob of her clit, and she gave out a low sob of ecstasy as rippling waves of sexual heat shot through her crotch.

"Ohhh, yesss, it feels sooo good," she moaned.

Her eyes moved to the picture of the teen in the magazine and a fresh spasm of passion wracked her body. She only wished she had a young muscular stud in bed with her right now. Someone handsome and strong and passionate, someone like her son, Norm.

She had no idea that at that very moment the object of her desires was watching her every move, the desire to fuck his mother again growing stronger and stronger as he ogled the sight of her fingerfucking herself.

Norm's head was reeling, his heart thumping hard in his strong chest. His prick was throbbing painfully now, sandwiched between his belly and the bed. His lips were dry with lust and his eyes were glazing over quickly. There was nothing more he wanted at that moment than to plunge his pulsing prick into his own mother's hot, honeyed cunt.

She looks like she needs my cock right now, he told himself. More and more, the teen was coming to realize that his mother was an exceptionally sexy woman with a hearty, almost insatiable sexual appetite. She needed a lot of sex, to put it plain and simple.

His own father had told Norm to take care of his mother, and he knew that while his dad was on the road, it was up to him to keep his mother satisfied.

He could see that while she fingerfucked herself, she was staring at a picture of a guy not much older than Norm, and he suspected that she would much rather look at her own son. She would much rather have her own son in bed with her than some cold, lifeless magazine. She would much rather feel Norm's prick inside her once again than the cock of the magazine, even if she could magically bring the stud in the photograph to life.

Biting her lip, Janet shuddered in passion as she worked a second finger inside her aching cunt and began to slide the two juice-slickened fingers in and out of her lewdly.

"Unnhhh, yesss," she groaned, and began to hump her hips back and forth in a frenzy against her hand as she stared intently at the teen in the centerfold and thought about her son.

Her nipples felt full and they ached with the need to be fucked. Her entire body was craving the handling of a strong, muscular teen with a huge hunk of fuck meat between his legs.

At that moment, her son's voice rang out on the other side of her closed door.

"Can I come in, Mom? Please, Mom! I know you need me and I want to fuck you!"

Before Janet could respond, the door flew open and she gasped with excitement at the sight of her naked, muscular son standing there with his rigid, pulsating prick jutting straight out from his hairy crotch.

She whimpered in desire, unable to speak. Norm grunted triumphantly and moved to her bed, breathing hard. He climbed onto it next to her and ran his hands all over her body, squeezing her aching tits.

"Oh, Son, me too! I'm glad I'm not the only one!" Janet cried, tears in her eyes as she realized just how much she loved her young son. She cradled his face in her hands and kissed him softly on the lips, a kiss that flared into passion as their lips parted and their tongues locked together.

Larry Madison looked at his watch, smiling when he saw that he should be home in about half an hour. He grinned as he imagined his wife's surprise when he slipped into bed beside her unexpectedly.

He would take her in his arms and fuck the shit out of her. He was good and horny and he knew she must be, too. Going even a day without sex was a real hardship for the oversexed woman, he thought with a laugh, and after a week without a cock in her pussy, she must be chomping at the bit for a good, hard screw.

After they fucked, he would tell her why he was home so early. He would explain that he had quite his trucking job because he had realized that in spite of the good money he earned, it wasn't worth it when it took him away from his family so much. He cared about his family more than anything in the world, and he sensed that his wife or kids needed him, his family might just fall apart.

He would tell her all that. And he would tell her that he had talked to his boss about it and that the understanding man had offered him an office job, one which Larry had gladly accepted. Yeah, he thought now as he headed for home, I'll tell her all that. But first I'll fuck her!

In his mind's eye, he pictured himself in bed with his wife, gripping her ass tightly as he fucked his hard cock into her. Suddenly, he passed a young hitchhiking girl on the road and he groaned as the picture in his mind shifted, and instead of fucking his wife he was fucking Trish, his daughter!

Unaware that his father was on his way home, Norm rolled on top of his mother's yearning body, flattening her tits against his broad chest and kissing her again and again.

Janet whimpered in excitement, running her hands up and down her son's back, shivering as she felt the play of muscles close beneath the surface of his naked flesh. She felt the rigid pulsing slab of his prick sandwiched between their bellies, and she grew even hotter.