Ginger Craft - Overripe

Kenney was sitting in the armchair by now, his prick standing rigidly. His mother and sister were the two most beautiful females in the world. At his age most girls were beautiful, but Barbara and Julie were special. Not because of their relationship, but because they were the ones who had provided him with his first sexual experiences. Boys have a tendency to look back on that special girl who introduced him to sex as being someone special-girls, too, for that matter, think of their first boy in the same light.

Although very young, Kenney knew he was luckier than most boys their first time. He had two girls, not one.

Kenney didn't know just how lucky he was, though. If he had succeeded in seducing a girl his age, the episode could very well have ended in disaster. The girl could have become injured, hated him every time she looked at him, or worse-for Kenney-he might have had problems with impotence in later life.

But his mother and sister, both extremely erotic females, were showing him how much fun sex could be. There was no sneaking around, no guilt complex to confuse him. It was all in the open, with a great deal of laughter and words of encouragement, of praise, for him. They made Kenney feel virile, proud of his-genitals and his abilities, of his erotism.

Barbara looked at her son with a broad smile on her lovely face. "Want to, baby?" she asked softly."

"Want to what, Mom?" he asked, his attention being elsewhere at the time, like gazing at the two naked beauties before him.

"Fuck me," Barbara asked. "Do you want to fuck me?"

"Oh, boy! Yes!"

Barbara shivered with pleasure, laughing throatily. Julie was very pleased by the responses of her mother and brother. She had been constantly fondling herself, and she was in a highly aroused state. She was sitting on the couch across from Kenney, her heels hooked on the cushions and her knees wide apart, unabashedly fingering her moist pussy and caressing her breasts. Barbara, pleased by Kenney's appreciation of her naked loveliness, had been parading about the floor, positioning herself now and then to expose herself to his hot eyes.

"Let's do it in my bedroom," Barbara whispered huskily, running a hand up and down between her thighs. "We can be much more comfortable there."

Julie got to her feet, but her hand remained between her thighs. Barbara held her hand out for Kenney, who took it as he got up. Together, they walked to Barbara's bedroom, giggling and feeling one another.

"You must be terribly frustrated, Julie," Barbara said as Kenney crawled upon the bed and lay back on his rear, watching them. "I mean, after all, you haven't come, and both Kenney and I have."

"Don't worry about me, mother," Julie smiled. "This is all for you now. You need it a hell of a lot more than I do."

Barbara was grateful to Julie, of course, but she knew enough to know that when aroused, it could be quite painful for a person. Still, Julie wanted her to get fucked. Julie would wait. She turned to her son, her eyes falling immediately on his upstanding cock. She moved onto the bed with him, her fingers stroking and pulling.

Julie and Kenney watched as Barbara, facing her son, crawled atop him, her knees on each side of his hips. Eagerly, Barbara stuffed Kenney's cock deep into her pussy, moaning with pleasure as it entered the slippery interior. She sat atop him, writhing her crotch against his. Finally, she began to bounce up and down, and Kenney thrust with her.

Julie was bubbling with boiling excitement as she watched, her legs trembling, her finger dipping high into her own cunt. She knew it would be very hard for her to wait her turn, to wait until Kenney could achieve another hard-on, and although she could bring herself off easily enough with her fingers, Julie didn't want it this way-not now.

She stood at the edge of-the bed, watching her mother's pussy gobbling up and down on Kenney's cock, and with a cry, she jumped onto the bed with them. She squirmed over her brother's face, whimpering as she clawed at her pussy.

"Eat me, Kenney! God… suck my pussy! Please… lick my cunt, Kenney!"

She didn't wait for him to answer. Slamming her dripping pussy into his face, she twisted back and forth, rubbing the hairy slit against his mouth and nose. Barbara gazed down at Julie's twat, her eyes becoming wide in passion.

"Suck her, Kenney!" Barbara yelled, her naked ass dancing lewdly on his plunging prick. "Eat her cunt! Tongue-fuck Julie… lick it… suck it… eat it!"

Kenney was having some problems breathing. He brought his hands up and placed them on his sister's hips, adjusting her on his face. Now, although his nose was almost in her asshole, he was able to breathe. Hungrily, he licked and sucked at her steaming snatch as he thrust his cock into Barbara's gyrating crotch.

"Ohhhh, this is… is… " Barbara whimpered loudly. "Ohhh, God! It's never felt like this in such a long time! Ahhhh, I've never felt so good! No one… no one has fucked me so deliciously! Ohhh, Kenney, fuck me! Fuck me!"

Julie, twisting her pussy into Kenney's. face, reached out and began to play with Barbara's breasts, pulling and twisting the rigid nipples, cupping them and squeezing. Barbara reached for Julie, and began fondling the flawless breasts of her daughter. Both were whipping their naked asses on Kenney, one riding his cock, the other smearing his face. Their lips touched, and they began kissing furiously, pulling and manipulating each other's breasts.

Below the squirming, twisting females, Kenney was soaring. Every nerve in his naked body was taut, tingling. He wanted to come, wanted to come badly. But in just the past few days he had learned a lot from Julie. He had learned to control his discharge; not completely, but he was able to hold it back for a longer period of time. He was fighting now to keep from coming. His balls seemed very tight, and when his mother slammed her ass down, the smoothness of those fantastic globes brushed them.

Fortunately for him, he felt his mother's cunt convulse with powerful contractions, and he no longer had to struggle. He gushed semen far into her hot snatch as Barbara rode furiously atop him, mewling and whimpering as she came. His tongue stabbed deep into Julie's pussy, then thrashed at her inflamed clitoris. Things became wetter there, and it was obvious to him that his sister was coming, too. He fought to breathe, finding it hard at times because his nose seemed more in her asshole than not.

When Julie fell from him, gasping hard, he sucked in air.

His mother still straddled him, his cock still caught between the hairy lips of her spasming cunt. Barbara's head was thrown back, her eyes clenched as she grunted in the first orgasm produced in a long time by something other than her finger. The climax was long and drawn out, and Barbara felt as though she were torn apart by the violence of it, but it was so good, so delicious, so ecstatic. Her-body shuddered time and again, jerking as if her nerves had suddenly gone wild. Her blood flowed like a rampaging river, a river that suddenly exploded from a ruptured dam. She was a torrent of pleasure, squealing and yelping in ecstasy, clawing her breasts and pulling hard on the nipples. Her pussy was clamped tightly about Kenney's cock, her ass-hard against his balls, and she came and came and came.

Sunday afternoon and night had been a wild one in the Kramer household.

Dinner had been forgotten completely. No one complained of hunger, but there had been much water and soft drinks consumed by all three. It seemed as though the sexual bouts dried them out, and they couldn't get enough liquids into their bodies.

Barbara was the happiest woman ever. After all the disappointments she had gone through with various men, she found her son to be a fantastic lover. He brought her off again and again with his hands and mouth, and once more by fucking her before he found himself with a limp cock that refused to swell. When that happened, he used his mouth and hands on Julie and Barbara, amazed that they could apparently keep up a continuous flow of orgasms without much effort.