David Crane: The hotter mom got

But she groped back between her thighs and gasped his prick, hauling it higher. She fitted the huge cockhead into the puckered brown bud of heir asshole.

He gasped as he realized that his lustful lover wanted to get ass-fucked next.

And both of her fascinated children were gasping as well. Was there no end to their parents' depravity? They sure as hell hoped not! The naughtier their mom was, the more fun it was to watch her in action.

Rachel moved his cockhead around in her shithole. That tiny slot rippled and parted, preparing to spread out and take the fat prick.

Pre-cum oozed in, greasing her up.

She pulled on his cock and his knob sank in. Her asshole clung to his prick. The cock flared and she whimpered. It hurt just a little bit to get it up the ass, but the slight tinge of pain only added to the thrill, blending in with the pleasant sensations.

"Shove it up me, darling! Feed my ass!" she moaned, wriggling about on the end of his cock.

Mike held her by the hipbones and started to lever his long prick into her guts.

His cock-knob was the fattest part of his huge prick. As it slid up her shit-chute, it was spreading her open, blazing a trail for his cockshaft.

With a lunge, he buried his prick.

She squealed with pleasure. His cockhead was smoking and throbbing in her bowels, and his cockshaft was wedged like a crowbar up her shit-chute. He was so deep in her digestive tract that she thought that his cockhead must be wallowing around in the cum-load she had swallowed from the opposite end – for, after all, taking up the shithole was only a soft of blowjob in reverse.

His balls were hanging down in her groin and she held them and worked them around in her cunt-slot. Her clit pulsed against them and they ballooned as his sperms prepared a load for her ass.

"Fuck my ass, Mike! Bugger me!" she said.

He began to pull his prick out and shove it back in. The fit was snug, the sensations exquisite. This lady was a marvel, he thought – her mouth and her cunt and her asshole were all transferable.

He slogged in, tilting her haunches up on the lever of his iron-hard cock. Her knees bounced on the floor, and she shoved her ass back, the round cheeks jamming against his flat belly.

Mike was lasting longer this time, taking his time about it. Since she had already milked him off twice, he felt no desperation to get his rocks off and he was enjoying a lingering frolic in her shit-chute.

His prick came out, soiled and steaming, then rammed back up her guts, making her shudder and shake. It felt as if his elongated cock was going to come out of her mouth, spiking her all the way through.

"Ummmm – ahhhhh! Pack the fudge, baby!" she moaned. "Pour the prick up my fucking ass!"

Chuck and Frostie were so horny by this time that they just had to get off. Yet they sure didn't want to miss out on the performance their passionate parent was putting on with the delivery boy.

Chuck knelt upright behind his sister's haunches as she swayed on her hands and knees. He guided his stiff prick into her cunt from behind. He spooned the slab of his cockhead in her pussy, then inched it up her fuckhole, sinking in to the balls.

They were mounted in the same fashion as their mother and Mike, except that Chuck had his cock up the proper channel while Mike was up Rachel's shitter.

Chuck began to throw the prick into Frostie, maintaining the same pace as their mothers lover. Her ass spun against his belly as he fed the cock to her cunt. Her pussy was sucking like a mouth as he drove in and pulled out against the clinging, squeezebox action.

They were doggy-fucking at the same rate that Mike and Rachel were ass-fucking, but Chuck and Frostie had been neglecting their own need to cum as they watched their mother and Mike get off repeatedly.

They didn't endure as long.

Frostie began creaming almost on the first stroke and Chuck stepped up the action as he surged to the crest. Then his jism was gushing up heir cunt.

He riled his sister's fuckhole with spunk, and she melted on his cock. They fucked each other through the spasms and held to the heights, then came down through the slow, descending spiral together.

They clung together with Chuck still mounted on her haunches and his cock stuck up her cunt. Now they could fully concentrate on their mom again.

Rachel was juicing all over Mike's cumbags as she rubbed them around in her randy cuntslot. His cock was expanding, spreading her shitchute open.

"Jizz me! Cum up my ass!"

He whimpered and whined. Her tight back passage was pulling and snatching on his prick. He hoped he wasn't going to skin his prick in that snug channel – although it would be worth it if he did.

She could feel little jets of spunk, hot spurts of preliminary jizz, squirting in her bowels. The film of fuck-juice on her tongue was liquefying again. Tasting it, she imagined that the cum Mike was pumping into her ass must be running right up into her mouth.

Then Mike cried out in rapture and his balls erupted in her cunt-slot. A split second later, his lavish load was streaming into her shit-chute.

Rachel gurgled with glee as that steaming hot enema filled her bowels. Her cunt creamed off, and her lover drowned her belly from behind.

He bowed over her, panting, drained and spent and exhausted at long last. Rachel kept on squirming on his prick as she finished foaming off.

His cock was definitely shrinking and softening now, turning slack and limp in her ass.

He pulled it out as it had gone in, inch by slow inch. His cockhead slurped from her asshole and drooped down, his prick inert between his thighs.

Cum bubbled from her vacated shithole and streamed on down into her crotch, joining with the rivers of cunt-cum pouring from her pussy.

She turned to face him, still on hands and knees, her head level with his loins. She gazed at his groin. She could see clearly that the youth was finished for now. His balls were all shriveled up, and his cock was hanging down as straight as a plumb line.

Normally it would have dismayed the promiscuous housewife to have a lover lose his tension when the rest of the afternoon was still ahead of them.

But not today.

Making it with Mike had been fun, but now the boy had served his purpose. It was time to send him away. Rachel was hot to fuck and suck with her kids.

But Rachel was still Rachel, and as a sort of savory after the meal, she lowered her head and slid up to his loins. She turned her face up and opened her mouth wide. His drooping cock sank into her mouth.

She sucked joyously. Even limp, teenaged prick was a tasty treat and now, highly scented and flavored from her shit-chute, it was delectable.

It rippled and quivered in her mouth.

Christ – was he gonna get hard again?

Rachel was in two minds about that. It would be fun to drink another cum load from his ass soiled prick, yet she was desperate for incest with her own kids.

She couldn't turn Mike away if his balls began to fill up again, though. She sucked on the dangling cock and it rippled and swelled slightly. It was like munching on a mouthful of rubber hose.

She swallowed right up to the hilt, then pulled her lips down, sucking all the tangy goodness from his prick. She drew back to gaze at him, not sure what to do.

Then the matter was taken out of her hands – or mouth, as the case may be.

There was an executive position open at the company where Ivor Carrington was employed. Ivor was hoping for the promotion, but it was not yet determined. Another man, Jake Carter, was vying for the post.

Henry Grimes, the chairman of the board, asked both of the aspiring executives to come to the board room. They did so, glaring at each other, both competitive. They took their places at the big conference table, expecting Grimes to interview them and gauge their qualifications. Grimes, a steel-haired, iron-eyed businessman, stared at them silently for a while.