Robert Jenkins: Seducing Mom and Dad

Sue's new position put her lovely tits right in reach of Jack's groping hands. The two swelling, pink-tipped mounds were pointing straight at his face. His fingers dug eagerly into their resilient softness. He liked the way the smooth skin gave under his trembling caresses. Jesus, what a fuck!

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Sue whimpered as Jack raised his head and began sucking her tits.

The hot feel of his lips and tongue against her nipples surged down through her belly to meet the ecstasy in her well-fucked cunt. Sue began to have trouble coordinating her hip action. It took all her concentration to keep her cunt sliding smoothly up and down Jack's swollen prick-shaft.

Sue knew she was going to cum. The pressure in her belly was so intense she knew she wouldn't be able to stop her orgasm if she tired. And she had no intention of trying. Her body took over, her hips picking up the pace, ramming her cunt down hard against Jack's hard loins. His cock reached farther and farther up into her cunt.

Sue could feel her lover's prick swelling. She remembered the way it had swelled in her hands, just before it started spouting that excitingly hot sticky stuff. She knew he was going to cum, too.

"Oooohh… Jack!" she cried.

Her hands dug into his shoulders, searching for a hold as her ass slammed frantically up and down. Jack tore his mouth away from her tits, wanting to watch every play of emotion that crossed the girl's lovely teen-age face. He pried her hands from his shoulders, forcing her to sit up straight. His cock rammed up into her cunt even deeper.

"Oooohhhhhh… mmmmmyyyyyy Godddddd!" Sue choked out.

The sun seemed to rise inside her belly. Her cunt spasmed wildly.

"Aaaaahhhhh!" she wailed, her strong young body bucking crazily as her orgasm tore through her cunt. Her torso undulated, twisting wildly from side to side. Her cunt jerked back and forth around the base of Jack's upthrusting cock.

"Yyyaaahhhh!" he roared as the first bursts of sperm shot up through his cock, pouring into Sue's cunt.

The girl was vaguely aware of the spreading heat up inside her twat. She felt a hot stickiness pouring back out her cunt, smearing over Jack's loins, making their crotches slip and slide. The head of his cock felt like the knobbed tip of a cane, shoved all the way up to her throat.

"Oooohhhh… ooohhh… so good!" Sue cried, her taut young body flushed with passion.

Jack kept pouring his sperm up into her cunt until not a drop was left. His balls felt sucked dry.

Sensing her lover's cock shrinking up inside her still-spasming cunt, Sue collapsed tiredly onto his broad chest. Her muscles ached from the unaccustomed movements her ass had made, milking at Jack's cock up inside her cunt. She was exhausted.

Jack felt the girl's tits pressing against his chest, her cunt still twitching around his fast-shrinking cock. God, what had he done to deserve such luck? Three out of three! He'd fucked Emma and both her sexy sisters! Every one of them an incredible lay. Emma, for her earthy sensuality. Dot, for her tight twat and absolute lack of inhibition. Sue, for her wild teen-age passion.

Jesus, now the only one left was the authoress of all this hot tail! The girl's mother!

Jack thought once again of Helen's big tits. He'd never thought much about her before, always a little nervous around her because of the bitterness in her eyes. But now, he began to see that bitterness as a desperate horniness.

He'd never fucked a woman as old as Helen Masters before. Late forties, probably, he thought. Old enough to be grateful for every piece of ass she got. What kind of cunt would she have? Maybe a little like Emma's, the biggest of the sisters. Helen was a big, lush woman. He bet she'd have a cunt you could stick your arm up.

He'd sure do his best to find out, Jack promised himself, trying to picture how Helen would look, as the woman's youngest daughter lay naked and panting on his chest. But how the fuck was he going to do it?

How the hell did you go about seducing your girl friend's mother?

Sometimes events are fated to happen. While Jack was plotting ways to get in Helen Masters' pants, the woman herself was slowly growing hornier.

The wild, uninhibited sexuality going on all around Helen couldn't fail to have its effect. With her three daughters fucking like rabbits, growing with fulfillment, and her husband pronging their second daughter nearly daily, which had an effect on his behavior, Helen began to feel left out.

Not that she consciously knew what was going on. Particularly concerning Paul. If she'd known Paul was fucking Dot, she'd probably have knifed him in his sleep. Not so much because of fucking her daughter, but because of the incredible insult it would be to her, his apparently unloved wife.

Paul had been unusually attentive to her lately, even tender. He'd tried to make love to her the other night, and this time, when she repulsed him, he stayed repulsed. Almost like he was a little hurt. But he hadn't tried to force her. Helen had felt a small twinge of triumph. It made her feel good to cut off the man who'd made her feel so ugly about sex.

Still, there was a level buried deep in Helen's psyche that wanted her and Paul to have the wonderful, loving, sensual sex-life they'd known together in the early years of their marriage. But she didn't dare think about it. It seemed dead and gone forever. The only one of her daughters Helen knew was fucking for sure was Emma. Her oldest daughter made no bones about it.

That damned big stud of hers, Jack. He seemed nice enough, but Helen felt a little resentment toward him. She tried not to think about him and Emma fucking, but sometimes, when she lay awake late at night, her horny cunt screaming with need, vivid images of Emma and Jack filled her mind. Both of them naked, Jack's big cock plowing up into Emma's furry furrow. She imagined he did have a big cock. Sometimes she wished she could find out.

So, the soil was fertile when Jack and Helen finally found themselves alone. How it happened was that Helen decided she needed to get away for a while. No one else was at home so she left a note saying she was going to visit her mother in a town about fifty miles away. And maybe she wouldn't be back until the next day.

Helen was about a mile from home when she decided, on impulse, that she would drop by and say hello to Emma, her oldest. By coincidence, Jack was alone at Emma's, taking a nap. Emma was out running errands.

After knocking on the front door for a while, Helen had about decided no one was home, when a sleepy Jack answered. It was a warm day. Jack had been sleeping naked. Not knowing who was at the door, he'd pulled on a pair of baggy gym shorts. His impressive torso was bare.

"Well… I…" Helen started to say, wondering how a mother was supposed to react when she surprised a half-naked man at her daughter's house. She decided to say nothing. Her eyes swept up and down Jack's half-nude body. For the first time in years she allowed herself to actually see a man. She was impressed; Emma was a lucky girl.

Jack, still a little bleary-eyed, was torn between embarrassment and triumph. At last it looked like he had a chance to get Emma's mother alone.

"Come on in," he said sleepily. "Emma isn't home."

Helen debated the invitation. Common sense said to leave. But a lustful curiosity made her go on.

"I suppose this is the way it's done nowadays," she said a little acidly. "Unmarried young people sharing a place."

"Oh, Emma and I don't live together," Jack said. "We don't want to tie each other down too much. I just kind of fell asleep."

"Don't want to tie each other down? Now what does that mean?" Helen said mockingly. "That each of you is free to go out and fornicate whenever you want?"