Unknown - Mom_s in on the marriage

Going into the kitchen, she said, "Hi."

They looked up from the litter they had created on the counter, and motioned to sandwiches several decks high. "Dig in," Chris offered, pointing with a can of beer.

She and Bettina fell to, and Lauralee was amazed that she could consume so much food, though the beer helped wash it down. She would have to start watching her weight, she thought, but that wasn't going to be easy; fucking gave her such an appetite. Finishing the food, Lauralee searched her memory for something she had read, about screwing using up many calories. She hoped the article had been correct; she didn't want to be a heavyweight.

Surprised, she saw that Chris was pulling on his clothes. "Where are you going?"

"I'll be back as soon as I can," he promised. "I called Jessica over at her sister's place, and she thinks she can get away from there in an hour or so. I'm going to pick her up, and of course I'll bring her right back here."

Putting down her beer can, Lauralee said, "I'll miss you, Chris; WE'LL miss you."

He came over to where she was sitting and took her bare tits in both hands. "I'll hurry baby. Jessica is as anxious to get with you as I am to have some more of that terrific pussy. The kids will keep you busy while I'm gone."

"Okay," she pouted, holding up her mouths for his warm kiss, and looking after him as he strode to the door, thinking how sensual this mostly bald man was, how eager he was to fuck her, while remaining devoted to his own daughter's wonderfully trained little snatch.

Bettina helped her clean up, while Robbie wandered into the living room and put on a tape. The primitive beat of the music reached Lauralee as she crowded dishes into the water and turned it on; she found herself following the rhythm with a slinky movement of her hips. Then her breasts took it up, too.

"Go dance with him," Bettina suggested. "I have to take a bath, too – but I'd like to get in on anything you guys start."

"We'll wait for you," Lauralee promised.

The dancing didn't last long; she was too new at it, even though her son complimented her on getting with it and loosening up. "Wow," he said, as she sank down upon the couch and pushed out her legs. "Dad ought to see you like that, with your beautiful body rolling and wiggling. I just know he'd freak right out, Mom."

Lauralee chewed her lip. "You'd better forget him," she said. "Your father wouldn't understand – or accept – anything that's going on around here; especially, you and me, Robbie."

He hesitated, then sat beside her to stroke her thigh. "You're so lovely," he said, "you make a guy hurt, just seeing you bare-assed like this. And once a man knows how deep and rich your pussy is, he HAS to come back to it, time and again, fucking it and eating it, over and over. I never thought I'd be lucky enough to ever get my cock into that gorgeous cunt, Mom. Now that I have, I can't stay away from it. I'm hooked on my mother's far-out pussy."

Lauralee put her arm around her son's shoulders; her fingers played over his flat nipple as she breathed into his ear, "I'm glad, baby. Especially since you have such a spectacular young wife, and still want to screw your old mom."

Robbie took hold of his growing shaft and rubbed the satiny head along the smoothness of her outer thigh. "You'll never be too old for me to screw."

Lightly, she kissed his downy cheek and watched the play of the boy's ballooning knob along her skin, admiring the cunning sculpture of its design and the beauty of its coloring. Boyish prick that had dipped into adult cunts, she thought; such a young cock, to have already fucked two mature women and stroked so often in a girl's alluring little oven as well; Robbie would go on sampling women's vaginas, she knew, making many others happy; she hoped it would always come back to her own.

"Hey," Bettina said from the doorway, posing piquantly there with her small, perfect body radiant. "I warned you guys not to start anything without me."

"We haven't," Lauralee answered. "Come here and join us, darling."

Robbie stood up, his now-rigid meat a thin staff sturdy enough to hang undies on to dry. "Both of you," he announced. "I want to fuck both of you, going back and forth in your cunts. Mom – will you lie down on the floor? Yeah, that's the way, on your back with those long legs wide open so your pussy shines up at me. Now, Bettina, how about lying down on top of her – put your ass on her belly, baby, and hike your knees so that your sweet little snatch is right over hers."

Excitedly, Lauralee accepted this new challenge, her flesh warming as the girl carefully lowered her negligible weight upon her. As Bettina lay back, Lauralee held the small, hard tits and thumbed their saucy points.

The girl's trim and perky ass snuggled down against her groin, and Lauralee relished the feel of it there, the adorable dainty cheeks with their miniature cleft.

"Man, oh man," Robbie breathed, fondling this turgid cock. "What a sight that is – my wife's golden pussy on top of my mom's black pussy; all those groovy legs spread open for me; Bettina's pink cunt lips and my mother's full, red ones."

He kneeled upon the carpet and got himself set between their thighs, caressing both sets with trembling hands, bending to kiss each of them in turn. Lauralee flinched when her son's mouth found the dewy opening of her pulsating labia, when his hot tongue slid wetly along them. But he was soon gone, and she could tell by the tightening of Bettina's ass that Robbie was paying the same adulation to the girl's mound, too.

Next, she knew the delightful nuzzling of his cockhead, that rubbery yet firm bud of his young manhood as it felt into her eager, humid cunt lips. Robbie shoved into them gently but steadily; forcing them to give way for the sliding comfort of his hard meat. The boy's prick worked up into Lauralee twitching vagina then, and her son began to stroke slowly, penetratingly, into her body.

His belly must be rubbing into Bettina's pussy, she thought, and squeezed down upon her daughter-in-law's nubile breasts. Robbie must be taking care to add his weight to his wife's, but she couldn't see how he was handling the situation; she could only feel, and that was truly the only sense she required. Her vagina wriggled over his thrusting shaft and her clit quivered.

Suddenly, almost painfully, that enchanted cock was gone, yanked from the clenching of her moist depths, and Lauralee's cunt was lonely.

"Oooh!" Bettina groaned, the delicate ass rolling as Robbie inserted the head of his slippery prick into the girl's smaller, tighter snatch.

Lauralee felt her son's fuzzy balls against the wet mouth of her deprived cunt, the slow back-and-forth swinging of the sack as Robbie pumped his insatiable rod into his wife's wriggling body. Four lingering strokes, five – then the greasy knob was back below, reaching blindly for the welcoming embrace of his mother's cunt. He jammed it home, and Lauralee took it breathlessly, joyfully.

Containing himself, controlling his pent-up emotions, Robbie was giving them both a magnificent fucking, a priceless screwing they would both remember for the rest of their lives. His flanged cockhead reached and withdrew, rolled around inside Lauralee's feverish hole and brought her jerking, heaving to a culmination that made her drum her heels upon the floor.

His magical staff was gone again, plunged once more into the sweet, hot glove the girl's churning pussy, driven to the veined hilt inside her sinuously rolling snatch. In and out, his balls caressing Lauralee's steamy cunt with every stroke, Robbie pumped his distended tool strongly into Bettina, and Lauralee could feel them, too. The girl jerked with every burying of the slick meat, her tremors passing through her straining body and into Lauralee's sensitive flesh.