Norma Egan - The neighbor_s daughter

But it was silly to get herself so worked up; her marriage was over, as far as sex was concerned.

Better get in the shower fast, let the cold water quench her mounting lust…

June threw on a sheer white negligee which did not hide the dark points of her nipples or the black triangle of her muff. It was late, no one would see her. She stepped into the hall and started for the bathroom.

She was about ten feet from the door when her son Kent stepped out of the bathroom, stark naked.

They stood there and gawked at each other in a long long moment that seemed an eternity. June hadn't seen her son naked since he was a little boy and still couldn't dress himself. She was astonished at the change in his body. Why, he was almost a man.

Tall, tan, still damp from the shower, Kent stood frozen before her. She saw how his shoulders were broadening, his waist and hips slim and trim. He had a neat patch of brown curls at the base of his belly, but no hair on his chest. She gazed helplessly at his crotch. His young testicles were rosy pink, swaying slightly. His cock, though flaccid, was much bigger and longer than she'd remembered – almost adult-size. It looked pale and pure and clean to her, the head smooth and dull-rose in color.

His young cock dangled, swayed, enticingly before her eyes. She imagined it stiffening, swelling – and to her horror, she felt a sharp burst of lust, a glow of heat and wetness in her pussy.

Kent gawked at his mother. He'd never seen her without her clothes on, not even in a nightgown. That thing she was wearing, some kind of robe, was almost as clear as glass. He could see the heavy ripe outline of her big breasts, the large brown pointed nipples. He saw the dark triangle of her mans, a luxuriant pout of black curls. Her whole body was outlined, tall and curved and voluptuous, just like the mature sensual women of his horny fantasies.

For the first time that day, he forgot Vicky. She seemed like a skinny little kid compared to his gorgeous raven-haired mother. He thought longingly of touching her ripe warm body, her long swelling tits – and to his mortification, his cock jerked into stiff erection, hugging his belly.

June saw it, too. For a fleeting moment she imagined that beautiful stiff white dick inside her, and she almost moaned with longing. Then she blushed furiously and forced herself to look away.

"Kent," she said shakily, "I didn't expect you to be up so late."

"Sorry, Mom," he said, blushing, too, "I couldn't sleep. I thought a shower might help."

"I was going to take one, too," said June. "Excuse me."

Mother and son brushed by each other in the hall, faces red with shame, each with his own guilty thoughts. June hurried into the bathroom, locked the door, and leaned against it, trembling and moaning. My God, what was the matter with her? She was horny, yes, but that didn't excuse what she'd just done.

She had gotten violently lusty for her own teenage son.

Rod slipped off Vicky's panties and let them drop onto the rug. He had her completely naked now, and he took a long sweet moment to ogle her superb young body. She was all tan silk, not a wrinkle or a blemish on her. Her apple-shaped tits stood up firm and proud, capped with little strawberry-colored nipples. Her tiny blonde muff puff glistened, clean and crisp. Her girlish face was smiling and glowing with innocent lust.

In fact she looked good enough to eat.

Rod grinned down at her and said, "Here's a game I think you'll like, Vicky."

Vicky waited eagerly to see what he was going to teach her next. Rod seemed to know everything about sex, all the delicious things there were to do. He stood up now and quickly dropped his pants and shorts. Vicky's brown eyes widened as his erect dick popped into view, swaying heavily before him.

He lay down next to her, only backwards, so that his big stiff cock tickled her face and she could feel his hot moist breath on her naked muff. She was very excited. She'd never had such a close view of his cock before.

"Now you just do whatever comes into your baby," he said, "and I'll do whatever I want."

Vicky wished he'd be more specific. She was new at the game and had no idea what to do. She wanted to please him, though, and she knew one thing he'd like for sure. She slipped her hand under his big swollen hairy balls and began to caress them. They were hot and pulsing, exciting to touch.

"Ummmm, yeah," said Rod, "that's nice. Now I'll do something nice for you."

Vicky felt her parting her legs wide, then his heavy hot breathing on her exposed slit. She waited, eager and excited, and then a dizzying wave of pleasure ripped through her body. Rod was using his tongue all over her pussy, licking and probing and lapping deliciously right from her sensitive little red clit down to the tight bumpy mouth of her anus.

"Ooooo!" she squealed. "Oooo, Rod, I love that."

She heard him chuckle. Then she felt his thick wet tongue zeroing in on her cunt, the most sensitive organ of her body. His flexible tongue tip tickled around and around the tiny moist bud, and Vicky gasped and moaned with heavy pleasure.

"Oh, yessss," she sighed, "lick meee."

Rod lashed her little wet button into taut and tingling erection, making the excited girl squeal and writhe. There was no doubting her arousal. She could not have faked the hot gush of cream from her cunt that wet his face. Her hand tightened convulsively on his swollen balls, almost hurting him, and he thought of asking her to stop – but just then she moved her hand onto his prick, curling her fingers around it, pumping excitedly.

"That's nice, baby," he said, sighing. "I'd dig it even more if you used your tongue, like I'm doing to you."

Vicky obeyed instantly, eager to please. Holding his erect and straining prick lightly in her hand, she stuck out her cute little pink tongue and began to lick the rigid pole from base to head, moving rapidly up and down.

"Yeah, YEAH," Rod gasped. "That's great, honey. Don't stop…"

Her wet hot little tongue tickled deliciously up and down the bloated sensitive shaft of his cock, arousing him hotly. He returned the favor, burrowing his thick rough tongue into the tender pink folds of her pussy. He licked and probed everywhere, inside the plump lips of her cunt, around and around the fat red bud of her clit, even over the wrinkled light-brown mouth of her asshole.

Vicky responded with squeals of pleasure and floods of steamy fragrant cunt juice that soaked his face. She felt ready to explode with pleasure, very near that blissful release which Kent had called "coming". In her excitement she grew more and more daring in her tongue-play on his rigid swollen meat.

Rod gasped with delight when he felt her velvety wet tongue tip worming mischievously into his creaming asshole. He wondered where a teenager girl learned things like that – but he didn't wonder long. He was carried away on another powerful wave of pleasure as Vicky fastened her lips around the big knobby purple head of his dick and sucked it inside.

"Oh, Christ, yeah," he moaned, "suck my cock, baby, suck it…"

Vicky remembered how excited Kent had been that afternoon when she took his prick in her mouth – so excited that he'd come right then and there. She wondered if she could perform the same trick with his father. It would be fun to try.

The only problem was, Rod's cock was so much longer and thicker than his son's. She sucked and sucked, till the hard drooling head was butting her throat, and still she couldn't get all of it into her mouth. Her lips were stretched almost painfully by his thickness. Gamely the pretty teenager sucked on his huge distended dick, swallowing his salty juice as it dribbled from his aroused cock-head.

"Oh, Jesus," Rod moaned. "Eat me, baby, eat me…"

He tried to go on tonguing her ripe pink pussy, but he was just getting too damned excited. In fact he knew he was going to come in her mouth if she didn't stop. That would be fun – but at another time. He had yet to get into that tiny teenage box of hers, and he wanted to do it now.