David Crane - Mom eyes the kids

Jimmy nodded in agreement.

He supposed, quite naturally, that his sister would be scandalized, if she knew.

And his dad would beat the shit out of him. And what a fucking scandal if a son was cited as correspondent in a divorce court!

"You wait right here, darling. Don't you dare move. And don't you dare jerk off, either," she warned him. "I'll just check on Holly and be back soon."

"Okay," he complied.

With his balls already emptied twice, he would be able to wait – for a while.

Diana pondered for a moment.

"If I'm not back in a few minutes, don't worry, darling. Holly might be awake and I'll have to have a little chat with her to make sure she doesn't suspect."

She was excusing the delay that she hoped was going to take place, but Jimmy had no reason to know that she had an ulterior motive and her words made sense to him. It was only logical that they maintain secrecy.

If she had been going to his brother's room if he had a brother – Jimmy might have been jealous and suspicious. But he only had a sister.

And he couldn't be jealous of her and Mom – foolish young man that he was.

Holly very quietly closed the door, then got up from her knees and darted down the hall and into her bedroom. Being a female, herself, the girl had more sensitive instincts than her brother and she sensed – and hoped – that her mother might have more in mind than a mere bed check. After all, Holly loved to fool around with girls, herself, and maybe – hopefully – it was an inclination that she had come by honestly, inherited from her mom.

She wandered, fancifully, if there was such a thing as a cunt lapper chromosome, a dominant pussy gobbler gene running in the family bloodstream?

Leaving her bedroom door slightly ajar, Holly flopped down on the bed, face up, arranging herself as provocatively as she could.

She raised her knees and parted her slim thighs and thrust her plump tits up, looking as enticing as she knew how. She tweaked her nipples to make sure they were stiff and swollen but found they could not became more so, being explosive front her session at the door.

Then she gave her cunt a few strokes, but that, too, was unnecessary. Her cunt slot was gaping open as wide as it would spread and her whole groin was lathered with juice and her clit was standing out taut and tingly.

Holly calculated that if she baked tempting enough, it would bring out whatever deviant desires her mother might have, even if they had been dormant before.

And if her mother didn't start to seduce Holly, then Holly was damned well going to seduce her mother.

It was time to come out of the cunt lapper closet.

But she needn't have, worried.

Her mother was as avid a cunt lapper as there was, and she was longing to lunch in her little girl's pussy.

Diana rose up onto her knees, gazing down fondly at her son's rampant prick. She figured it would be a good idea to give the youth a hint of what he had in store – to keep him chained to his bed with anticipation.

Throwing one knee across his hips, she squatted atop his towering prick. Holding it by the hilt, she rubbed his cockhead around in her cunt, using it like a ladle. His knob throbbed and her cuntjuice ran down his stalk.

Jimmy panted, thinking that she had changed her mind and that he was, at any instant, about to become a motherfucker! He humped up from the bed urgently.

But she rose up on rippling thighs, allowing only the tip of his prick into her fuck slot. Her sex socket pulled on the flaring meat tantalizingly.

Then she moved away.

"Wait right here, Jimmy – don't you budge an inch!" she cautioned him.

And then she left the room, leaving her son hammered to the bed on his hard-on, impaled on his prick and waiting impatiently for her to return and show him the paradise of her pussy.

And Diana was thinking as fondly of pussy as her son was, as she moved down the hallway.

Her negligee was thrown open, her voluptuous body coated with cum from mouth to cunt.

But how would Holly respond? Seducing her daughter was a lot trickier than seducing her son, Diana figured. After all, no horny young boy would be able to turn down a blowjob from his sexy mother, but with Holly it was going to be lesbian love and Diana had no idea what the girl might think of that.

Suppose Holly was disgusted?

Well, it would be embarrassing – but that was the chance that a cunt-hungry mother had to take.

Then she looked into Holly's room. And had no further doubts at all.

Diana wasn't sure if it showed, but she felt as if she were panting like a dog as she moved toward her naked daughter as the girl reclined so provocatively on her bed. And from the come-hither looks that the teenager was giving her from her sultry, lowered eyes, Diana was pretty sure that the girl was as keen for it as she was.

Diana sat on the side of the bed.

Her original plan had been to seduce the girl in the same way that she had Jimmy, beginning by asking how often Holly frigged herself off with a fraudulent parental concern. But now Diana saw that such silly subterfuge didn't seem necessary.

She thrust her fat tits out from the open front of her frilly negligee. Mother and daughter gazed soulfully into each other's smokey eyes for a long moment. Then Holly's gaze dropped to Diana's tits.

"How come your tits are all slimy, Mom?" the girl asked, with feigned innocence.

Diana wasn't sure quite how to answer such a leading question. But then Holly giggled impishly and her mother saw that no reply was necessary.

Holly reached out and traced the tip of her index finger slowly down the slope of her mother's out thrust tit, through the congealed spunk. She repeated the caress, fucking against the woman's swollen nipple this time.

Diana trembled, waiting, pleased that her little girl was taking the initiative. How foolish she had been to even think it might be embarrassing!

Holly drew her hand back and turned it before her radiant face, staring at the jizz on her fingertip. Then, looking into her mother's eyes again, as she did so, she brought her hand to her face and licked her fingers.

"Ummmmm – yummy!" she sighed. She pushed her finger into her mouth and sucked on it, looking as sweet and demure as a child sucking its thumb – but with a lascivious glow in her eyes.

"It's scrumptious, ain't it, Mommy?" the naughty teenager said, tasting her finger appreciatively.

"Do you – do you know what it is, boner?" Diana softly inquired, not quite sure, partially fooled by the girl's pretended naivete and mock innocence.

"Sure, Mom," Holly chirped.

She scooped up some more goo out of Diana's deep tit cleavage, licking it in turn.

"It's cum," Holly said boldly. Diana's lovely face twisted with lust. "And I know where it came from, too," Holly added, giving her mom a saucy look.

Diana raised her eyebrows.

"It ain't Daddy's cum," Holly whispered. "I know what Daddy's juice tastes like 'cause I been sucking it out of your bedsheets, Mom."

Holy shit! Diana thought, astonished. But she was filled with pride, as well, delighted at how much her nubile little girl took after her.

"It's Jimmy's jizz," Holly added.

Diana, despite her wanton depravity, couldn't keep from blushing delicately at that statement.

"Have you tasted your brother's cum, too, you greedy little minx?" she rasped.

"Not until now," Holly replied.

"Then how do you know it's Jimmy's spunk, honey?" Diana queried, although she had a pretty good idea what the answer was going to be.

"I was watchin', Mom. I sneaked down to see if I could get a look at your cunt, after I heard Daddy fucking you silly this morning. But you weren't in your room and…" she thumbed up some more fuckjuice, "…and then I peeked into Jimmy's room to see if I could catch him beating his meat, and I saw him jack off all over you, Mom." She sucked her thumb, turning it in her sensual lips. "And then I saw you suck him off and swallow his next load."