Kathy Harris - Horny balling mom

"Boy, is Mom scared!" Cathy said, laughing hard. "Maybe we should tell her about Daddy, huh, Steve?"

"Naw, shit, let her find out for herself," he said, tracing a pattern around the girl's tits with his fingers. "I don't want to start any trouble."

"Me, neither," his sister agreed. "I really go for Daddy. And I know how hot you are for Mom. I don't wanna do anything that will louse that up for us."

Downstairs, Fred poured himself another bourbon, sipping it quickly. He thought about his wife fucking their son, and his prick stiffened more, throbbing lewdly inside his pants.

The image of those three bare asses burned in his brain, and he groaned softly. He heard a sound, and turning around, he saw his wife walking down the stairs. Looking up, the first thing he saw was Mitzi's long, slender thighs. The second thing he saw was that she wasn't wearing any panties. The mini dress she had put on was extremely short, and she was high above him. The curling mass of her soft pussy fur was exposed beneath the hem of the dress.

Mitzi saw Fred looking up at her, and she paused halfway dawn, feeling strangely excited. For a long time, he continued to gaze beneath her dress, then lifted his eyes to hers.

"Hi!" he said, grinning. "How you doin'?"

"Oh, I'm fine, Fred," she said, smiling warmly at her husband as she continued down the stairs.

He kissed her as she offered her mouth to him.

"I came home a little early," he muttered as she pulled away.

"Yes, I noticed," Mitzi said, trying not to giggle as she remembered the mad, naked dash up the stairs with her children.

"Yeah, well I just thought I'd cone home early and spend some time with my loving family," he said, finishing off his drink.

Mitzi searched her husband's face for any hidden meaning beneath his words, but seeing none, she sighed with relief and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner, her husband quickly following her.

Fred sat in a kitchen chair and hungrily watched his sexy wife while she made the diner.

He liked the way her smooth assheeks moved in the miniskirt, the way her thighs rippled seductively.

Mitzi could feel her husband's gaze on her as she moved about, and she burned with excitement and desire, her face flushed an attractive shade of red.

As she bent to shove steaks into the oven, her skin rode up high, revealing the naked flesh of her beautiful ass. Fred's cock stiffened into full hardness.

"Gorgeous," he said in a husky whisper.

"What, dear? Did you say something?" Mitzi asked.

"Huh? Oh, no, not me," the man responded, smiling secretly to himself.

During dinner, the kids chatted gaily while Fred studied Mitzi, making her uneasy, but also excited. She was turning on more and more, and she had begun to hope that he wanted to fuck her soon.

After dinner, the four Davises went into the living room, and Cathy and her brother immediately began to wrestle about on the floor, their parents watching them fondly.

Cathy was wearing a pair of tight, hip hugging jeans with a thin halter top. The jeans were old, and frayed. She and Steve wrestled around, with Cathy getting his head in between her legs and then applying pressure. Twisting about, be wrapped his legs around her head and Cathy took a big bite of his ass, making him let go.

"You cunt!" he yelled.

"Steve!" Mitzi cried, wondering what Fred would think. But as she glanced at her husband, she saw with relief that he was laughing.

Mitzi crossed her legs, unaware of the exposure she made of her long thighs. Fred noticed it, however, and so did Steve, both of the horny males turning on that much more.

Cathy began to wrestle with her brother again. She crawled on top of him and planted her tightly clad ass down on top of his cock, holding him with his arms above his head. She pressed down on him and felt his cock respond, growing hard beneath her. She giggled excitedly and then started to get off him. Suddenly, there was a loud ripping sound as she rolled to the floor onto her back, her legs wide apart. Both Mitzi and Fred looked and they both gasped at the same time.

The crotch of Cathy's jeans had torn wide open, and her tempting little pussy was fully revealed. Fred's and Steve's eyes widened and they licked their lips. Then Steve poked his thumb into the girl's cunt, laughing. "Mmmmm, I see your gorgeous little cunt!"

Mitzi suddenly bolted from the room, ran upstairs and into her bedroom, where she threw herself down on the king-sized bed. Fred followed her, wondering what was wrong. In truth, Mitzi was afraid of her husband's reaction when he found out that she had been fucking around with their kids.

Fred took her shoulders and he turned her around to face him, but the woman buried her face in his broad chest, refusing to look into his face.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, Mitzi?" he asked, although he thought he knew.

"I'm depraved, Fred," she muttered. "That's what I am, depraved."

"Oh, no, I don't know about that, baby," he said, thrusting his crotch against hers. She twisted against him, feeling the swelling of his cock. She was suddenly wet between her thighs and she lifted her face to his, kissing him hungrily.

Fred's hands slipped down his wife's back, and he cupped her asscheeks, feeling her tongue licking over his lips.

"You're one sexy broad," he whispered, pulling her tight against his prick.

Any nervousness Mitzi had been feeling fled before the onslaught of her passion, and she murmured huskily as she wiggled her ass into his hands. Fred lifted her short skirt and he fondled her naked flesh, running his hands up and down the warm, inviting crack of her ass. Mitzi dropped a hand down between them and she removed his throbbing cock from his pants.

"Oh, Fred, I love your big prick!" she moaned.

He lifted his wife's dress, pulled it over her head, and threw it to the floor. Mitzi lay before him, naked, her eyes burning with lust as he began to strip his own clothing away.

As soon as he was naked, Mitzi frantically grabbed his cock and she pulled him toward her as she flung her legs wide open, her crotch lifting to him.

"Ohhh, fuck me, Fred!" she whimpered as he sank the full length of his prick into her pulsing pussy. "Ohhh, I love it, Fred! I love your cock and the way you fuck it into me!"

Fred grinned and pumped in and out of his wife's pussy as she flung her long legs about his hips.

Mitzi babbled incoherently as she writhed beneath her husband, thrusting her wet cunt up hard against his crotch each time he fucked into her.

"Ohhh, God, Fred," she moaned, not even knowing what she was saying, "I love you! And I love the kids! And I love fucking you! And I love fucking the kids! I love it when Cathy eats my pussy! And I love it when Steve fucks me! And I don't want it to ever stop."

Fred stopped thrusting into her cunt and he laughed softly.

"Oh, no! Don't stop, Fred! Why did you stop!" the woman asked frantically, trying vainly to pull him back inside her.

"My God, Mitzi, you're really something!" Fred said, looking down at her affectionately. "Don't you know what you just said?"

"What? What did I say?" she asked nervously.

"You just admitted that you've been fucking Steve and Cathy!" he said, grinning.

"Oh, God, Fred! Did I really say that?" Mitzi asked, her face turning a brick red. "Oh, no!"

"You sure did say that, and I'm glad, baby," Fred murmured, moving slightly to stir his cock in her pussy.

"You're glad?" she cried, shocked. "What do you mean, Fred?"

"Listen, honey," he said softly, reaching out to fondle her big tits as he talked. "You've been afraid that I'd find out what you've been doing with our two hot little kids, and I've been wondering when you would finally find out about me and Cathy."

"You and Cathy? You mean."