Claire Adrian - Incest, A Way Of Life

"The answer was amazingly simple. As I have said, my room was at one end of the upstairs hall and Sylvia's room at the other end, between which was a guest room. Jutting out from the French windows of each bedroom was a small balcony, a sort of porch on which one could stand, just big enough for two or three people to sit on. I suppose their main function was to prevent a forgetful person from walking through the French doors and falling to the ground below, which was about twenty-five feet. Since each balcony was separated from the other by only a few feet of space, I figured that it would be a simple matter for me to go from balcony to balcony until I reached my mother's room. That's what I did one night, when I heard fuck noises coming from my mother's room.

"I'll never forget that night, even if I live to be two hundred. After I had heard the sounds and had sneaked down the hall and listened at Sylvia's door, to make sure that she and the two spiks were fucking it up, I raced back to my own room. If it had been summer, I would have sneaked naked across the balconies. I always go to bed naked. But now it was almost zero outside! Hurriedly, I put o,n a heavy coat, a pair of rubber soled shoes, and gloves. Then I opened my balcony doors and went outside, closing the doors softly after me. Jesus Christ! It was colder than an Eskimo's butt, and to make things just dandy, as though the whole world was watching me, there was a full moon, shining as brightly as a searchlight. Although not too anxious to cross the balconies, especially since the ground below was frozen as solid as concrete, I was driven by desperation and need, determined to see my mother in action with the Mex servants. I paused, gathered in my courage and crossed over the short space to Sylvia's balcony, afraid that her drapes might be pulled. They were-and they weren't! They were closed; yet there was a thin crack of light toward the bottom, through which I could peek, provided I got on my hands and knees and bent my head almost to the floor.

"Trembling with a strange anticipation, I knelt down and peered into the bedroom, ignoring the wind whistling around my balls. There she was-dear old Mother-half sprawled on the bed, stark naked and juiced to the gills, a glass of joy-juice in her hand, a half-empty fifth of Scotch on her night table next to the big bed. Bang! I got an instant hard the moment I saw her pretty cunt, which reminded me of a large mouth with fur around it.

"Jose and Ramona were also naked, both of them standing in front of Sylvia.

"Ramona had a beautiful body, almost as lovely as Sylvia's, her boobs like two big grapefruits topped with big cherries, her body a light tan, her pussy lips almost gaping. She also had a nice full ass.

"I stared openmouthed at Jose, whose cock was even bigger than my father's, with nuts three times the size of mine. He had so much hair on his chest and legs that he looked like an ape! I gawked some more!

"'UMmmmmmm,' Sylvia giggled drunkenly, almost slobbering. 'I see the two of you are all set for action. My, Jose, you certainly have a big cock tonight -just right for sucking-and Ramona, stick out your tongue, dear,' Sylvia took another long sip of her booze. She belched loudly.

"Obediently, Ramona stuck out her tongue, and my mother slurred, Tell me, you Mexican whore, do you think I have beautiful breasts? Tell me?'

"'Yes'urn,' Ramona said, fingering her cunt. 'Them is real nice tits.'

"'Come over here and suck them then.'

"Ramona went over to my mother, got to her knees by the side of the bed, and began sucking Sylvia's boobies, pulling on the nipples as hard as she could. Grinning like a damn fool, Jose wiped a hand over his slick black hair and began slowly to masturbate-and that's what I was doing, wondering how fast my hand would freeze if I took off my gloves!

"Sylvia belched, giggled, and said, 'Ahhh, that's the way to do it; that's just fine, Ramona.' Then she addressed Jose. ‘Jose, I'm going to have her suck my cunt in a moment. You lay down on your back in front of me, and she can mount your mouth and you can suck her while she sucks me.'

"I did it! I shot a thick wad of come against a lower window of one of the French doors! But I kept right on jacking, somehow thinking that I was frigging an icicle! Man, was it cold! Even my asshole was as cold as an iceberg! And try to jack off with gloves on-with the moon shining and the wind blowing! While kneeling with your head almost to the floor! You have to be a master masturbator to do that!

"'Si,' Jose said, getting to the floor on his back, his head between my mother's legs, Then Ramona knelt down between Sylvia's legs, pressing her hair-pie to Jose's mouth as she leaned forward and buried her face in my mother's pussy. Sylvia-she flung her shapely legs around Ramona's head and neck and whispered, 'That's it, you sweet little Mexican slut. Lick my clit with that fine tongue of yours. Suck me like you go down on Jose. AHhhhhh, OH-Ahhhh! Try to get more of your tongue in my cunt.'

"Me? All the while I watched, getting a stiff neck and almost freezing to death.

"I guess Ramona sucked Sylvia's cunt for almost ten minutes, while Jose ate her pussy. All the while, between drinks, my mother moaned and sobbed in passion; finally, Ramona made her pop off to heaven and back. Roughly then, Sylvia pushed the girl from her and stumbled to her feet. Boy, was she juiced! Staggering across the room to a wing-backed chair, fuck juice running down her thighs, she almost fell into it. She was one fucking sight…

"'Jose,' she gasped, 'bring me another dinkie-doo. Ramona, get me the dildoe. Then the two of you can get on the bed and do a sixty-nine; I'll watch and masturbate. Jose, you get on the bottom. I want to see your big peter working in Ramona's mouth.'

"I soon found out what a 'dinkie-doo' was-a water-glass full of Scotch. I didn't have the slightest idea what a dildoe was (Sylvia finally told me, about a week later). At the time, I wasn't too curious; I was too damn cold.

"Ramona opened a dresser drawer and took out a device that, apparently, was made of plastic and shaped like a prick, minus the head and balls. I must have been ten inches long! Ramona handed the man-made cock to my old slut of a mother (I found out later it was called a ‘battery massager') who, sitting on the edge of the chair with her legs spread, turned it on and rammed it full-length into her pussy. I tell you, that mother of mine had a cunt you could have lost a log in! Then Jose climbed on the bed and Ramona climbed over him, in a reverse position. Just like that they began sucking each other.

"Crazy! It was all real crazy-my mother sitting there, drunk and fucking herself with a humming cock… Jose and Ramona on the bed doing a sixty-nine, and me outside half-frozen and jacking off with my gloves on!

" ‘AHHhhhhhileleleleleF Sylvia suddenly howled. The nutty bitch sounded like she was choking! But I guess her cunt was TNT and the dildoe the spark that ignited her. Gasping, almost falling out of the wing-backed chair, she blabbed out, ‘N-Now we'll-we'll have an orgy-as soon as I have another dinkie-doo…"

"I didn't stay around to see what else the slut did with the two tamale eaters. Sure, I wanted to, but I was too cold, so cold I was afraid my numb hands and feet wouldn't obey me when I tried to get back to my own room. I had no choice but to retrace my route over the balconies and return to my own room-and I had to break one of the window panes of the French doors in order to get in. In leaving, I had accidentally locked myself out! Shit! I was almost frozen, and was rather afraid that my ears might have gotten a touch of frostbite. However, the cold hadn't affected my mind, and as I thawed out, I put together a scheme-a daring one, but I had made up my mind. I was going to screw my mother! I would fuck Sylvia in her cunt. I would fuck her in her mouth! I WOULD FUCK HER IN HER ASS!