E McCarver - Mother with the hots

Joan found herself bending closer to Betty's crotch. As she lifted her finger from Betty's cunt to run it up and around her clit with the other one she could see little drops of pussy juice collecting within the pink lips of the twat. Joan didn't know why but she had to taste that slick fluid. If she dipped a finger in it and lifted it to her mouth she would have to neglect the passion bud she was playing with and she just couldn't bring herself to do that to her mother. She lowered her mouth to within an inch of the lower part of Betty's snatch and dipped her tongue into the glistening pool that had collected there.

The sweet, slightly musky flavor sent a wave of excitement through Joan and she put her mouth to her mother's slippery cunt and replaced her fingers with the tip of her tongue, tapping and flicking across her clit. In a matter of seconds she started running her tongue down to taste the sweet cream and back up to massage the clit in the same rhythm Billy was running his hard cock into her creamy cunt.

Joan couldn't believe the sensations she was feeling between Billy and Betty. She thrilled to the motion of Billy's raging cock running in and out her quivering cunt, entering her from the rear. And she was floating in the ecstasy of the feel and taste and smell of her mouth on Betty's pulsating pussy. And her excitement was heightened by the fact that she knew she was giving as much pleasure as she was receiving.

Never before had Betty been so satisfied by a tongue. She watched Joan's head as it moved up and down while she was eating her dripping cunt. Sure, her pussy had been eaten out before by both men and women. She'd engaged in a few little girl games with her friends in her early teens. And several men had gone down on her since she and William had separated but she had never had a woman's tongue on her clit and in her cunt. It sent chills through her and made her belly tremble. She caught her knees and pulled them further up and apart. She knew she was going to come on her daughter's tongue and the knowledge excited her more.

Billy saw his mother position herself at Joan's head and he watched Joan's head go down to his mother's crotch. Then be saw her head start moving up and down. He saw his mother look down and then close her eyes and smile, and he knew that Joan was eating Betty's cunt.

Joan's cunt got, hotter when she tasted Betty's cunt cream and Billy felt the difference. His cock was pushing into a fiery hot, tight channel, and the fact that it was the first time they had ever entered a pussy from the back combined to make this the most exciting fuck he had ever had. He was getting all the enjoyment of fucking from the front but he knew he was going to enjoy it longer. He was building up more slowly than he did when he fucked from the front.

Joan was the first one caught up in the agonizing pleasure of coming. She felt her belly start quivering and her cunt closed tight around Billy's cock. The heat in her belly started running down her cunt and it ran out around Billy's cock in the form of pussy juice, gallons of it. It ran down her thighs and down Billy's prick and pressed her mouth even tighter to Billy's twat.

Betty realized that Joan was coming. She heard the sounds coming from her daughter's throat and felt her press her tongue tighter against her clit and further up her hole. Without warning, her cunt started gushing and she almost blacked out as the dizzy feeling swept through her. She didn't feel the oils run down over her ass, however. She understood when she heard Joan swallowing.

"Oh God! I'm coming, Joan!" screamed Betty. "I'm coming in your mouth! Eat me good! Make me come again! My juice is gushing down your throat! Oh, you make me feel so good! Ram it to me."

Billy picked up his pace and screwed Joan faster. The sounds coming from Betty and Joan brought an urgency to him but he still had control, and still consciously set his own pace and postpone his coming until he had derived all the pleasure from fucking his sister that he wanted.

"She's coming, too," said Billy. "She's coming all over my cock. I feel it running down my balls. Gosh! She's hot and she's burning my cock and the stuff running down my balls is boiling. Mom, her cunt is getting tight around me, but I'm not coming yet."

"Yes, Billy. You can last longer from the back. Keep it up," said Betty. "Keep fucking your sister so she'll keep eating her mother's cunt."

Joan couldn't say anything with her face buried in Betty's pussy. She just moaned and started coming again before recovering from her first climax.

Betty felt the difference in Joan's ministrations to her cunt and shuddered and started coming again without any warning. "Oh, Lord! I'm coming so hard I can't stand it!" She started crying and pushed her cunt up against Joan's face.

Billy moved up against Joan and pounded his cock into her cunt with all the speed he could muster. He took a deep breath and held it. Leaning over her back. Billy was able to reach around Joan and get his hands on her titties. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers and felt her push her ass back against him.

As Joan's scalding cunt cream burned its way down over his balls Billy felt his balls draw up and his ass tighten and he plunged into her cunt even faster. He grabbed another breath and held it until his lungs were bursting. At last his ass muscles started pumping and he felt the first spurt of cum leave the tip of his cock and shoot up into Joan's quivering cunt.

"I'm getting it!" he gasped. "I'm shooting my cum! I'm juicing your pussy, Joan!" He pushed his prick all the way into Joan's hot pussy and held it there until all his cum had spurted into Joan's already flooded cunt. Then he toppled to the side and lay there panting.

"God!" said Betty. "Look at his cock! It's all drawn up. I was ready for him to screw me and his cock just shriveled up. Shit!"

Joan pushed herself up with her forearm. "Yeah. I wanted some more, too."

"He'll rest up. It'll take a few minutes, but he'll get his breath and his cock will get hard again. In the meantime, what do we do?"

"I don't know."

"I do. Let me get those golf balls," said Betty as she crawled off the bed.

"They may be all right for you but what am I going to do?" asked Joan. "We need another cock around here."

"I'll put them in you. They'll keep you satisfied until Billy gets his cock hard again."

"What'll you do?" asked Joan.

"I'll make out."

"Bullshit, Mom. I'm going to make a phone call." She got up and headed for the door.

"Wait, Joan. It's after midnight."

"Jack won't mind," said Joan. "He told me he didn't have anything to do until time for school." She turned back toward the door.

"Use this phone, darling," said Betty. "I think we do need another cock and I can't think of a better one."

Joan smiled at her mother and went to the side of the bed and sat down. She picked up the phone and dialed. Betty came over and lifted Joan's leg up to the bed and pressed a golf ball between her slick pussy lips. Joan turned and put her other foot on the bed. She let her knees drop apart and Betty pressed another ball into her cunt.

Jack answered the phone and as Joan explained the situation to him. Betty pushed the remaining two balls into her cunt. She hung up the receiver and straightened her legs.

"He'll be here in a few minutes," said Joan. "What do I do with these?"

"Make 'em roll around. What did he say?"

"He said he'd skip school tomorrow and we could fuck all day."

As soon as Jack Edwards knocked at the door Betty opened it. She was wearing the same robe she had worn on Sunday night when they went to the motel together.

"Come on in, Jack. We've been waiting for you. God knows, you don't know how we've been waiting." She pushed the door closed behind him and reached out to feel his cock through his slacks.