Michael Corbett - Naughty hot mom

"She knows how td use her asshole, too!"

Jason put in as he fucked his colossal prick in her slimy shitter.

She came again, the contractions rampaging through her. She moaned with overpowering delight and again speeded up the pleasure giving motions of her hips. All three studs fucked faster to keep pace, and, as long as they could, they kept filling her mouth, her asshole, and her slick pussy at the same time. But then Melinda started having one shattering orgasm after another, and she went insane with pleasure. Her hips moved fiercely but jerkily, without rhythm. The excitement of the three studs built, too, and each man began fucking his prick into her at his own pace. Sometimes her mouth and throat were full, sometimes her shithole was full, and sometimes her pussy was full, as the cocks fucked into her one after another. But this thrilled her even more, and her orgasms grew even more intense.

Then Vince panted, "Oohh, God, I'm gonna cum!" And his blazing jism began squirting into her mouth and throat.

A second later, Jason gasped, "I'm shooting off, too!" And his scalding cum started spurting into her sizzling asshole.

A second after that, Max breathed, "Aagghh! So am I!" And when his blistering jism began gushing into her steaming cunt, all three cum-loads were fountaining into her at once.

"Mmmmmm! Uuunnnhhh!" she moaned, and another orgasm of her own racked her spectacular body.

When Kent came home from work the following Monday evening, he was angrier than Melinda had ever seen him. He had heard about the striptease she'd done Saturday night at the party.

"How could you do such a thing?" he raged. "Taking your clothes off and and playing with yourself in front of all those people, our neighbors! You've disgraced me! I'll never live this down!"

Melinda regarded her husband calmly. "Disgrace?" she said quizzically, raising her eyebrows. "Nobody there seemed to think I'd done anything disgraceful. Everyone cheered like crazy. And not just the men, either. All the women cheered me, too."

"But what about the disgrace to me?" Kent howled.

"If nobody thought that I'd disgraced myself, how could I have disgraced you?" Melinda asked.

Kent screamed that her striptease had been immoral, and Melinda replied that it had been immoral only by his narrow standards, not by her standards. The argument went on like that for an hour, and then Kent stomped off into another room and sulked in silence. He didn't speak to her the rest of the night or before he left for work Tuesday morning.

Early Tuesday afternoon, Melinda was out in the back yard sunbathing in her skimpiest string-bikini. Both Cindy and Wally were off doing things with their friends, but Melinda knew that Susan and Duane were home. She was thinking about going over and doing some fucking and sucking with them after awhile. Howard, Susan's husband, was at work, of course, so there was no problem.

But, while Melinda was still sunbathing, she got a surprise which was also a disappointment.

Howard drove up into his driveway, got out of his car, and went into his house. For some reason, he had gotten off from work early.

For a minute, Melinda just rested there and wallowed in her disappointment. But then an interesting thought struck her, a thought that was also a bit frightening. She was sure that Susan had not been expecting Howard to come home early. What if Susan and Duane had been sucking or fucking when Howard came in and Howard had caught them? Melinda shivered at the idea. She started listening for the sound of angry voices coming from the Brophy house. She heard nothing.

After another minute, though, she decide that she might be too far away to hear anything. No doubt the house's air conditioning was running, so all the doors leading outside were certainly closed as were all the windows.

Trying to look casual, Melinda got up and stolled toward the Brophy house, figuring that if she didn't hear anything, she would go on in and talk to Susan, so that nobody would suspect that she'd been listening.

Melinda was twenty feet from the Brophy's back door when she heard the angry voices. Or rather the angry voice. Howard's voice.

Melinda walked up to the back door and, as usual, opened the door and went in without knocking. She was in the combination den and game-room, but she could see across it and through the open doorway into the kitchen. She saw Howard in the kitchen, along with Susan and Duane. Susan and Duane were naked.

Howard was fully dressed and raving.

"This is absolutely incredible!" Howard shouted, gesturing heatedly. "My wife not merely committing adultery, but committing incest with my own son! Goddamn!" He gestured so violently that he turned his body slightly, and as a result saw Melinda.

"Uh, hi," Melinda said, sounding embarrassed. "Looks like I came at a bad time, huh? I just came on in the back door as usual. I didn't realize. Look, I guess I'd better go, huh?"

"No! You stay!" Howard roared.

He grabbed Susan and Duane and towed them into the game-room, where Melinda was.

"This is partly your fault!" he yelled at Melinda. "Everyone loved that striptease you did the other night. Even I loved it. But I shouldn't have. I think that striptease helped create an atmosphere of immorality in this house, and that made my wife think it was okay to seduce my son. I guess when one barrier falls, they all fall."

Already, Melinda had realized that there was probably only one way to set things straight between Howard on the one hand and Susan and Duane on the other. "Now let's see if I understand this," Melinda said. "You mean that Susan got Duane's huge prick in her because I… did this?" Melinda untied her bikini-top and let it fall to the rug. Twisting her shoulders, she shook her massive tits. "And because I did this?" She untied her bikini-bottom, and it dropped to the rug. Howard looked on goggle-eyed.

Melinda knelt in front of Duane, grasped his flaccid cock with one hand, and said, "And because I showed my titties and my pussy, that made Susan want to do this to Duane?" And she stuffed Duane's entire prick into her hot mouth, sucked noisily, then slowly pulled her head backward, dragging her lush lips along on Duane's cock. The cock swelled rapidly.

Susan got into the spirit of things then. "My goodness, darling," she said to her husband as she knelt in front of him and unzipped his trousers, "I don't know what made me do what, but I do know that seeing naked Melinda sucking our naked son's glorious prick makes me want to suck your glorious prick?" And, reaching inside Howard's pants, she fished around and pulled out his semi-hard cock. She popped half the cock into her mouth and began lashing his prick wildly with her tongue.

"Aagghh!" Howard gasped. "Oh, my God, I don't believe this! This shouldn't be happening! Hey, I'm supposed tote in charge here!"

Duane chuckled. "Well, Dad, if you want to be in charge," he said, "just grab the slut's head and start fucking her face. Like this!" Duane took hold of Melinda's head and slowly pulled it toward him as he slowly fucked his now fully hard prick all the way into her mouth and throat. He kept moving slowly as he fucked his prick in Melinda's mouth, her lips clinging to his prick, her warm spit making it glisten. Howard's eyes bulged as he watched.

"Yes, fuck my slutty face, Howard!" Susan whispered hotly, running the tip of her tongue along the underside of his cock. His cock was totally hard now and huge, almost as huge as his son's prick.

"Aaaannnhhh!" Howard bellowed, grabbing Susan's head and fucking his cock savagely into her mouth. "Yes, I'll fuck your face, you sleazy whore! You bitch! By damn, if this is the kind of scene sexual immorality can give me, I'm going to run wild, just like you three! Aaaiiiii!"