Unknown - Mom gets it on

Paul began fucking her ass with slow, steady strokes. His prick burned from the friction. It was the third time he had ass-fucked a woman, and it seemed to get better every time. And, from the way Cynthia was reacting, she was fully aroused, and more than willing to try anything. She was taking his ass-fucking eagerly, wiggling her ass at every stroke of his prick.

"Gonna cum!" Paul grunted.

"Yeah!" Cynthia panted.

"Gonna cum!" he repeated as his orgasm drew nearer.

"Do it!" she urged. "Do it, do it, DO IT!"

Paul did it. He slammed into her ass quickly and sharply. His balls knotted up tight against his groin. His ass cheeks spasming, his toes curling, he sent blast after ripping blast of jism deep into her shit chute. Her ass was squirming crazily around his spurting prick, massaging his jetting cock like a hot, gripping hand, making his pumping glands work even harder.

He stayed on her back until the last ecstatic dribbles of cum drained into her spasming ass. He held his hard-on as long as he could. Then the gates opened and the blood poured back into his exhausted body. As he leaned against Cynthia's ass, he felt her shitting his cock out, driving him away now that she was done with him. There was a crazy pleasure in it, in forcing her to drive him out instead of willingly extracting his exhausted cock from her ass.

Sitting back on his haunches, he looked at Cynthia. She was still kneeling in front of him. A thin, pearly stream of jism oozed from her asshole, mingled with the copious fluid already drenching her cunt. Her asshole was flushed and swollen. Pink-tinged cum flooded from her ravished cunt. Cynthia was the picture of total carnal submission. Realizing what he had just taken part in, Paul shuddered. It had been rape, pure and simple. He felt a little sick.

He looked at Jan and Kenny, saw they felt the same way. Jan looked as if she were about to puke. Kenny looked both ashamed and afraid.

"Maybe-maybe a bath would help," Jan suggested hesitantly.

"Yeah," Kenny agreed. "Come on, Sis."

Paul followed them into the water. He was. worried by the way Cynthia's legs trembled, even though Kenny and Jan were holding her up. They waded

waist-deep in the cool water, and then let her sink slowly into the rejuvenating liquid.

Carefully, Cynthia bathed her crotch and her as, stroked them under the water, let the cool currents soothe her inflamed tissues.

"I'm sorry, Sis," Kenny said at last.

"Me, too," Jan apologized.

"Me, too," Paul agreed.

"Wow! That was something else!" Cynthia sighed.

"Hope we didn't hurt you," Jan said, still waffled.

"You did, a little."

"Are you mad?" Kenny asked anxiously.

"I should be."

"Yeah," Jan agreed.

"But I'm not, really," Cynthia added. "It was a mean, rotten thing to do, but I guess I deserved it. I've been teasing cocks for years. It's about time I got taught a lesson."

Nobody said anything. "Only one thing," Cynthia added.

"What's that?" her brother asked.

"I didn't get to suck anybody."

"Well, you don't have to do everything in one day," Kenny told her, laughing.

"But I'd like to."

"I don't know if I could get it up again," Kenny said.

"Me either," Paul confessed.

"I think we've done enough for one day," Jan said.

"You cum?" Cynthia asked. "I'll do you, too,

Jan."

Jan smiled at Kenny. "Oh-oh, looks like you're

going to have your hands full, now that we ye broken her in."

"Yeah," Kenny agreed. He didn't seem dismayed at the thought.

"Well," Cynthia sighed, "if we're not going to do anything more today, maybe we ought to get dressed and get out of here."

The four of them waded to the shore to let the sun dry them. As they dressed Paul's mind returned to the reason he and Jan had come in the first place. He studied the patch of woods carefully.

"Just what were you doing, anyway?" Kenny asked, seeing where Paul was looking.

"Taking a piss," Paul said.

"Yeah, sure, and I'm King Tut," Kenny said. "You two are up to something and I want to know what it is. After all, I found this place."

"We can't tell you," Jan told him.

"How come?" he asked, more curious than ever.

"We just can't."

"Oh well, I'll find out somehow."

"I doubt it," Jan told him.

Kenny just looked smugly confident as they remounted their horses. By kicking and swearing, Paul managed to get his horse to amble up the steep bank and keep up with the others on the way back to the stable. He noticed Cynthia wasn't sitting very firmly on her horse, and his own asshole twitched sympathetically.

Lil's horse hadn't taken more_than ten steps before she had misgivings about having mounted him. The smell, the creak of the leather saddle, and the motion, all combined to bring back a host of memories, memories that were much fresher than the ones her last ride had triggered. She wondered why she had let Paul talk her into the ride in the first place. If Joe and Jan hadn't gone off someplace together she never would have agreed.

She noticed that Paul rode easily, testimony to the many rides he had taken with his cousin. Lil tried to ignore the warm desire she felt for him. That was over and done with. This was just a pleasant way to spend an afternoon, nothing more.

She wished the motion of the horse between her legs didn't stir that aching warmth in her cunt. It was crazy! Getting aroused so easily-especially after the way she and Joe had gone at it last night. She didn't know what had done it, but his sex drive had been greater than ever lately. Fortunately, so had his. Last night she had again tried to take his cock up her ass, but he was just too big. She had finally settled for taking it in her cunt, and having just his meaty finger in her asshole. Remembering it made her pussy clench and drool. She squirmed on her saddle. The rolling motion of the horse increased her horiness still further.

"Hot today," Paul observed.

Lil glanced over at him. Her eyes strayed to his" crotch. God, it looked as if he had a hard-on!

"Yes," she agreed, "it is hot today."

"Horses are going to need water," he said.

"They water them at the stable, don't they?"

"They'll still need some, because it's so hot. I know a place we can rest and water them."

Lil felt a twinge of worry, had a suspicion something was up. "Me you sure we have to?"

Paul nodded. "Yeah. If we don't, they'll collapse. Don't worry, it's not far."

Reluctantly, Lil nodded. The motion of the horse was keeping her aroused, making it hard to think. As she followed Paul a knot of fear began to grow in her guts. It mingled with her horniness, made her cunt tighten excitingly. She wondered for a moment how close fear and lust really were. She thought of having Paul, having him power that young, eager cock of his into her, and her cunt dribbled eagerly. She remembered having his tool forced into her resisting asshole. It was ridiculous. She couldn't keep her mind off sex! She kept thinking of what she had done with Paul, with Kenny, with Jan.

God! She realized suddenly that if Paul made a move toward her, her resistance would vanish instantly. Her tits were hot steel darts in her bra. Her cunt felt like a hot spring between her thighs. She was afraid to look down, afraid that she'd see her whole crotch was wet.

When Paul turned and headed through the woods, she felt like she was going to cry. How could Paul know about the pond where she had tucked so madly with Kenny? Then she remembered that Paul and Jan had ridden, with

Kenny, and her heart began hammering. Suddenly she knew Paul knew exactly where he was going, and exactly what he was going to do to her when he got there. And she knew there was no chance in the world she would resist him. She was being dragged down into the same hot pool of lust,lust for her own nephew. She knew suddenly she couldn't avoid it unless she literally threw him out of her house. And the promise she had made when she agreed to be Paul's guardian made that impossible.