Harry Stevens: Horny mom and daughter

With a cock up her ass for the first time in her life, Diane had discovered that she was in complete control of the situation. She could expand and contract her ass at will. The aching tightness now punishing her was of her own choosing, and she clenched her asshole tighter.

"It hurts so good," Diane moaned. "Your cock feels like it's splitting me in two. Don't stop. Fuck my ass! Fuck it, fuck it!"

Diane had never come so hard. It flashed through her mind that she could add up all the climaxes she had experienced in her drab life and their power still would not equal this one.

Steadily fucking Diane's ass, Rusty breathed raggedly. His pulse hammered against his temples. Sweat made him feel clammy and it trickled down the crack of his ass.

"I'm gonna come!" he gasped.

"Shoot it into me!" Diane answered, bracing herself for the scalding impact of a hot load of jizz in her tender ass-channel.

Rusty's crotch bucked. Then his prick was spurting its cream inside Diane's ass. The blast of cock-juice was even hotter than Diane had expected. The teenage jism was like liquid fire as it splashed within her ass.

"Oh, God, it's killing me!" she shrieked, out of her mind with orgasm. "Don't stop! I've never felt such hot cum!"

Every time Rusty thought he had squeezed off his last spurt of jizz, his balls pumped out another load. It was as if Diane's ass were sucking the cum from his cock.

"I'm done in," Rusty finally panted. "My prick is dry as a bone!"

He pulled his dick from Diane's slushy ass with a pop. The cum inside her spilled into her crack, dripping onto the grass.

Rolling over as she drew her knees to her tits, Diane curled into a ball, physically trying to hold her orgasm within. Her whole life seemed meaningless up until now.

Diane was so wrapped up in the final stages of her climax that she was ignorant of her surroundings. So she missed the stunned expression that suddenly drained Rusty's face of its color and made his jaw hang open as if it had just been broken by an invisible fist.

Consumed by pleasure, Diane also failed to notice Rusty's abrupt lurch to his feet. Or the almost comical fumbling with his fly, so herky-jerky that he couldn't get his slippery cock into his jeans. Rusty tried to speak, but the words were strangled on the way up. Finally, he just took off, his dick flapping in the open. Climbing the fence at last, he disappeared into the next yard, trampling the neighbor's geraniums as he broke into a dead run.

"Is your cock still hard, Rusty?" an unaware Diane called to her departed lover.

But Diane's question did not go unheard. She was not alone.

The shapely female figure that had startled Rusty into desperate flight now moved from the shadow of the tree and stood over Diane. Mocking laughter filled the air.

Her attention abruptly captured, Diane looked up, then felt her heart stop beating.

"Well, Mother," Beth smirked, "Looks like it's time you and I had one of those heart-to-heart talks about the birds and the bees."

"You're in the shower!" Diane nonsensically blurted. "What are you doing here?"

"You shouldn't have left your motor running. It got me curious when the car kept idling and you never came into the house," Beth said. "That, and a few choice screams. You're lucky the neighbor's didn't show up first."

Swamped with guilt. Diane didn't know what to say. She wanted Beth to forgive her, but she thought it was useless. She had to try, though.

"I don't know what came over me," Diane whimpered with shame, squirming her thighs together so her daughter couldn't see her cum-soaked crotch. "I'm so… so sorry."

"Don't be," Beth crisply replied. "It happens to everybody sooner or later."

"Are you telling me that you and Rusty have been cutting class… to have sex?" Diane asked.

"Not just us," Beth answered. "All the kids at school are doing it. It's sort of like a game to see how many people you can make it with."

"You mean there've been others?" Diane asked. "You've slept with other boys besides Rusty?"

"Oh, Mother, you sound like you're from the Dark Ages," Beth giggled girlishly. "People don't sleep with each other anymore. They fuck."

"And you… you've fucked more than one boy?" Diane stammered.

"Shit, yes!" Beth proudly stated. "I can't even remember the names of all the boys who've had their cocks in my cunt. I love it."

"I can't believe what I've just heard," Diane muttered, shaking her head. "Your father and I certainly didn't raise you to behave like this."

"And what about the way you've been behaving, Mother dear?" Beth sneered. "You and Rusty weren't exactly shaking hands in the back yard. As I recall, his cock was in your ass."

"Yes, yes, it was," she sighed, dreamily recalling the teenage dick fucking her tightest hole. "Rusty has such a big prick."

"I know," Beth snapped. "I've had it in my mouth and cunt more times than I can count. But never in my ass."

Now it was Diane's turn to say, "I know."

After a moment of confusion, a look of understanding softened Beth's face. She smiled knowingly.

"I get it," she said to her mother. "You got so horny that you just couldn't stand not to try and top me. I know how that is. When I heard that this girl at school fucked these two twins a week apart, I took both of them on at once."

"Two at once?" Diane asked with awe, already wanting to try it.

"One in the mouth and one in the pussy," Beth answered without hesitation. "And they both had huge cocks."

"Mmmmm," Diane murmured uncontrollably licking her lips.

"Say, I've got an idea," Beth replied to her mother's obvious interest in double-fucking. "Maybe you'd like to meet Doug and Dan. I'm are you three could, um, find something in common."

"Oh, no, I couldn't… it wouldn't be right," Diane weakly protested.

Beth grinned, her eyes sparkling.

"Think of it, Mother," she forcefully said. "Two cocks at the same time, fucking you together. Twice as much hot cum. You can't say no."

"No, I can't," Diane admitted, then turned anxious. "When do I get to meet these twins of yours?"

"I'll call them now," Beth said, reaching for the phone.

Diane looked at the clock and her spirits dropped. It was approaching six o'clock.

"What about your father?" she asked her daughter in a shaky voice. "He's due home pretty soon."

"I'll take care of Daddy," Beth confidently replied. "Just leave everything to me."

And so, half an hour later, instead of fixing dinner as she usually did at this time of day, Diane stood nude before a full-length mirror. She was checking out her body, asking herself if she had any business at her age thinking she could satisfy two teenage boys.

She liked what she saw. Her tits were round and firm, her nipples still pink. Her curves were still in the right places. Her thighs were sleek.

She turned around, inspecting her ass. Its globes were like melons, just ripe enough.

Diane had saved the best for last. Now she sat down and spread her long legs before the mirror. The reflection of her open twat made her pant with excitement. Diane had seen her daughter's teenage pussy with the lips apart and she honestly couldn't tell the difference between Beth's cunt and her own.

Diane put a finger inside her pussy, wiggling it around in the warm slush. She was rubbing her clit when the doorbell rang.

"Come in," Diane called loudly.

She jumped from her chair as the front door rattled and she headed for the bed.

The door opened and closed. Nervous feet scuffled on the living room carpet. "Uh, Mrs. D-Devlin," a young man stammered, in a voice barely strong enough to carry.

"I'm in the bedroom, boys," Diane answered.

The twins appeared in the doorway. Immediately, their identical faces lit up at the sight of Diane's wide-open cunt.