David Crane - Mom gets hot

Tommy slumped back and Debby squirmed up against him, a dreamy smile lighting her lovely face, her eyelashes fluttering.

"That was lovely," she purred.

Tommy grunted in agreement. Now that his ball were drained, he felt a little ashamed of himself for letting her jerk him off and for finger-fucking her. But not too much. It had only been a mutual hand-job, he reasoned. It wasn't like they had really committed incest.

Unlike her brother, saucy little Debby felt no remorse whatsoever.

"Can we do it again, sometime?" she asked. Tommy didn't reply. He knew that, no matter what he thought now, he would be unable to resist the temptation as soon as his balls were full again. As long as they restricted their activities to hand-jobs, he guessed it wasn't really so naughty.

He was still holding the blanket up in front of them. Her hand was holding his prick and his hand was still dipped into her well-creamed pussy. Then he heard Rebecca whimper, and remembered why he and his sister had become so aroused.

He lowered her blanket and looked down the wagon, just in time to see his faithless girlfriend drinking another foaming dose of cock-juice out of Harry's prick.

This time, Rebecca had only Harry's cockhead in her lips. She sucked, jerking him off straight into her greedy mouth. Cum bubbled from her lips, and Tommy could hear the slurp ing sounds she was making. He grimaced, his jealousy stronger than his lust, now that his balls were drained.

Debby glanced at Rebecca as well, and once again wished that Tommy wasn't her brother. How fucking delicious that wonderful of spurt big cock looked!

Debby was drooling for cum. She looked at her brother and saw that he was concentrating on his cock-sucking girlfriend. A wicked gleam came into her blue eyes. She tingled with a thrill of naughty intentions. She drew her hand off Tommy's prick, and held it up in front of her face. Her palm and fingers were all creamy with his jism. She pushed her tongue out and tasted the slime.

Holy shit, she thought. Fuck-juice was even more delicious than it looked! Her taste buds were going wild. Tommy was staring at Rebecca, unaware that his sister was licking his cream from her hand. Debby, in pure lust, began to lap her brother's jism up greedily, like a hungry cat at a cream bowl.

She tongued the gooey stuff up from her cupped palm, then bunched her sticky fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them as if they were a prick, drinking the residue of Tommy's climax, and wishing it were really a cock in her lips.

If cum is so yummy, even delivered by hand, just imagine what it must taste like when a girl sucked it straight out of a creaming cook, Debby thought, yearning for a mouthful. She shoved her fingers in, knuckle deep, and sucked them dry, whetting her appetite by her first taste of fuck-juice. She was determined to drink more soon – and often.

She had licked it all up from her hand. Still ravenous, she drew Tommy's hand out at her pussy and held it up to her face, licking his palm, then sucking on his fingers. Cunt-juice was almost as delicious as cum, she thought, surprised by the fact. Mouthing his slimy fingers was like sucking a prick just after it had been up a cunt-hole.

Debby had never had any lesbian inclinations before, but now, thrilled by her own creamy cum-juice, she just had to wonder what it would be like to have a pussy melt in her mouth.

Tommy was scarcely aware of what his sister was doing as he watched his girlfriend milk Harry bone-dry. Harry's prick fell from her lips and flopped down along his thigh, spent. Rebecca lifted her head, jaws dripping, smiling with the radiant joy of a well-fed cock-sucker.

I gotta have her, Tommy thought. But maybe he would get a blow-job from her before be ended the affair.

The wagon jolted to a halt. The hayride was over. But the chain of events that had been set in motion on that ride had just begun…

Tommy and Debby walked home in silence. Debby, for her part, would have liked to talk about the naughty things they had done to each other, and even make plans to do it again. But she sensed that her brother was embarrassed about it, and so she didn't bring the subject up. Tommy was in a glum mood. His girlfriend had been so blatantly unfaithful to him. Debby figured she would just have to bide her time and wait until Tommy was horny again before she made any suggestions.

They went straight to bed. Debby left her bedroom door slightly ajar, just in case Tommy decided to pay her a brotherly visit during the night. She stripped naked and lay down, and began immediately to play with her tits, then her pussy.

Recalling how tasty her cum-juice was, the lascivious little nymphette began to alternate her hands between her mouth and her cunt. She finger-fucked herself until her hand was nice and juicy, then brought it to her lips and sucked on it while she frigged her cunt with the other hand.

Thinking about sucking cocks and cunts, and anticipating the next time she and her brother would frig each other off, the naughty teenager got her rocks off three times before she fell asleep. Her hands cupped over her cunt and erotic dreams paraded through her mind. She creamed yet again, without waking up, a dream cock fucking her brain.

Tommy didn't sleep much at all that night. Me lay awake, both tormenting and arousing himself in a chain reaction of jealousy, followed by desire.

He remembered how Rebecca had sucked Harry's prick and swallowed his cum-load. Initially, this made him angry and jealous. But the detailed image soon made him envious and horny, stiffening his cock and bloating his balls. He beat his prick and creamed into the bedsheets, and, with lust drained, felt angry again. It was a vicious circle.

He was trying not to remember what he and Debby had done, still ashamed of himself for fooling around with his kid sister. But it was a hopeless struggle, and soon enough he found himself thinking about how he'd finger-fucked her hot, wet pussy and how she had jacked him off. Naturally, his prick got big and hard and hot again.

With lust raging through his mind and body, there was no room left for inhibitions or a guilty conscience. Tommy toyed with the idea of sneaking down to Debby's room and crawling into bed with her. He had a pretty good idea that she would welcome him and cheerfully frig him off. If she was asleep, he thought, he might just kneel over her and jerk himself off right into her face and onto her tits.

To avoid surrendering to that dark and depraved and incestuous idea, he pumped his prick off again. As soon as his balls had been drained, the boy felt embarrassed and ashamed once more, another link in the vicious circle.

Tommy's prick went up and down for hours. No sooner had he beat his cock into a creamy limpness, than new thoughts caused it to stiffen again. Conflicting moods paraded through his fevered mind, and his prick was so potent that he wore out his right wrist and had to use his left hand for the final frigging. He must have pumped damned near a bucketful of slime into the bedsheets before, at long last, he dropped off into an exhausted and restless slumber.

While Tommy and Debby slept alone, the other couple who had set events in motions were more lucky.

Because Harry lived in another town, and it was too late to catch a bus home, Rebecca's mother allowed him to spend the night in the guest room. So that there would be no privacy for any nocturnal hanky-panky, she insisted that both Harry and Rebecca leave their bedroom doors open.

She left her own bedroom door ajar, as well. But Marion Jenkins had ulterior motives. Those open doors were designed for a purpose far removed from chastity.

Harry, knowing that Rebecca would undoubtedly sneak into his room during the night, lay awake, his cock hard as a board, but resisting the urge to waste his load on a hand-job.