Ken Preston: Loving mother

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ann chanted in a throaty monotone, her head rolling around on the sofa pillow.

Don's rigid cock slurped in and out of her grasping cunt. The sound of his pumping rod drove Ann mad with lust! Her eyes glazed. She'd had one quick climax the moment his cock bottomed in her cunt. Another more satisfying orgasm after twenty hard strokes! A third climax had made her stomach muscles cramp and her pussy squeeze him so hard she was afraid, for a long moment, that he was going to come. But he'd kept on plowing his enormous dick into her happy cunt-hole.

Ann squirmed under his lunging body, pulling her skirt up higher and patting it down on her stomach so she could raise her head and watch his slick shaft sliding into her fuck-hole.

"Ohhhhh, Don! If you only knew how good you feel in me!"

He grunted. Sweat ran down his face. He gripped her hot body tighter.

"Shut up and fuck, Sis. You asked for this!" Ann bit her lip. She concentrated on how full her pussy felt. How good it was to have a man in her again! Her clit was ecstatic, jumping out to drag against the iron-hard cock that was reaming deeply into Ann's soaked cunt.

She spread her legs wider, lifting her knees, peering down. Her middle finger raked over her clit. Her cunt-muscles quivered and seized Don's cock harder.

"Slam that thing into me! Fuck the livin' shit out of me!"

Don came up on his knees, crouching and staring down at his sister's cunt wrapped around his cock. He watched her masturbating herself and felt every movement of her strong cunt-muscles working on his cock.

"You're one hot suck, Sis, I knew you'd be. When I watched Dad screwing you that night I never dreamed I'd get a chance to fuck this cunt."

"You watched us?" Ann gasped.

He nodded. His cock grew even harder, remembering how she had whimpered and moaned under their father. The scene was burned into his mind.

Rick's hard prick throbbed in his fist. Abruptly, he shot a wild stream of hot cum down the flight of wood stairs. Damn! He hadn't wanted to get off so fucking fast, but seeing Don's huge cock screwing his mother's wet cunt had brought him off! He changed hands, and stroked himself a little slower. He wished Bunny could see the wild fuck session on the sofa below him. Where the hell was she?

Ann was working on her fourth climax. She marveled at how long Don held off. He'd never eased his pace since he first slammed into her. How lucky to have a stud brother! Why the fuck had she suffered through six long weeks of plain hell, since Fred had died?

Her soft fingers tugged his cock out of her cunt. She pressed his shaft against her open cunt-slit. He rubbed up and down, driving her clit mad with excitement. She put him back in. Five hard, long strokes. Out again. Up over her clit. Back into her slick cunt-hole. Ann kept it up, over and over again, driving herself into a wild delirium of fucking!

Little signals began to flash through her fogged brain. His cock was getting extra-hard. Awfully hot. Damn it! Don was going to come!

Ann jerked her playing fingers away from his cock. Her cunt was filled with his hard meat, throbbing and jerking way up inside her. Ann tried to relax her muscles, to keep him from coming, but her pussy had a mind of its own! It wanted to feel his hot cum splash into it. It wanted to experience that flood of raging hot gism filling it full!

"Oh, shit! Oh, God damn it! I'm coming. Yes! It's shooting!"

Ann's rising wail pierced the hot night air. Her son's fist flew up and down on his sore cock, pounding the bell out of it. He shot at the same time Don's rod carried that mad spurting white-hot cum into his mother's flaming-hot cunt. Rick couldn't keep from shouting when he went off the second time, but the couple on the sofa were panting and hollering so loudly they didn't hear him.

Her legs imprisoned him, holding Don's sweating body tightly to her. She felt his cock begin to soften. Her cunt-muscles rippled and teased. Thank God. He was getting hard again. She began fucking, pressing her cunt against the rigid head of his cock, but he motioned for her to cool it for a second.

There weren't going to be enough orgasms for Ann tonight. She knew it. No matter how wonderfully long Don fucked her, she wasn't going to get enough cock! What would she do when he fell off her? She thought of her son. He was asleep. She'd go to his bed and wake him up.

But Rick was glued to the top step, looking down past his red cock at his mother lying with her skirt rolled up over her stomach and her big tits spilling out of her open blouse.

Rick's eyes widened with surprise. Ann had stopped screwing, but she was lying breathing heavily and waiting for Don to start fucking her again. He didn't know she was thinking about screwing with her son! But he could see her doing something wild. She was lifting her own tits up and sucking her own nipples. Slowly. One tit at a time. Looking up at Don's narrowed eyes.

His cock throbbed extra-hard. She lifted her hips, urging him to sink into her until his wide cock-knob pressed against the very bottom of her wet hole.

She looked down between her legs. His eyes followed hers. She pinched her clit between two fingers, tugging it up and out, teasing herself, making her cunt spasm around his cock. He gasped when she slid a finger into her cunt, beside his rigid cock. He felt her rub the tender underside of his cock-head with her fingertip, inside her hot pussy.

"Christ, woman! You need two men to keep your cunt happy?"

But when Ann pulled him down and mashed her warm tits against his bare chest and tongue-kissed him, his hips began driving his swollen cock in and out of her cunt.

Rick's prick hurt so much, he reluctantly took his hands off it. It must be that a woman's cunt didn't make a guy sore, like dry hands did. Otherwise, how the hell could Don fuck his mom for so long? He sighted, past his erect tool, lining it up with his mother's open legs, as though he was putting it to her, himself. God, what a thought! To fuck his own mother! The guys on his ball club would flip-out when he told them he banged his own mom! If he ever did. Shit! They wouldn't believe him!

Rick suddenly grabbed for his cock again. The sound of his mother's low gasp of pleasure had reached his ears. What was she doing? Don was getting off her! Rick watched him slide down to the floor and tug Ann around to face him. He put her heels on the edge of the cushion and lay her legs wide-open. He was going to eat her! The son watched, intently. He wanted to see how a man ate cunt.

"Oh! Ummmmm," Ann cooed. Her pussy quivered under the touch of his lapping tongue. How differently he sucked her pussy. Bunny's mouth was small. And soft. Don's stubbled cheeks rubbed her tender thighs like sandpaper. His strong tongue drove her frantic with desire to get off again, licking her tender clit.

"Push your tongue in. Deeper. Deeper! Don, honey, that feels so fucking good!"

Ann's hips lifted. Her heels dug into the cushion. She tilted her cunt, spreading as wide as she could. Her round tight asshole was right there! Right there for him to lick. His tongue flicked over it. Ann shuddered with ecstasy. Her big tits shook as she trembled from head to toe. Such sweet rapture! To have a strong tongue probing into her sensitive asshole!

Ann groaned, her feet slipping off the edge of the sofa. Don's strong hands grabbed her, turning her over, laying her ass up over the sofa edge. His hands spread her tight asscheeks. His face nuzzled into her warm ass-crack. He licked her from her asshole to her clit, making her dig her nails into the cushion. She let out little muffled gasps of delight.

He ate her asshole like he was an ass-man gone wild! His tongue ran in and out of her clenching, fluttering ass-hole. Rick saw him reach down and begin jacking himself off. Christ, Don was really one horny son of a bitch.