Matthew King - Balling cousins

Candy quickly rolled over and jumped into her father's arms. She kissed him passionately on the lips. She begged him to bugger her ass again. Chuck was too tired to fuck her ass a second time, but he promised that this session would not be the last they would have together.

It was late at night when Helen returned home from her religious meeting. She was not surprised to find the house dark and the lights out. But, when she entered the house, she was surprised to find Linda in her skimpy white night gown. The garment hid almost nothing of Linda's body.

"Linda, what's going on?" Helen demanded. The blonde girl said nothing as she motioned for her aunt to follow. Helen followed her niece into the den. The lights were on in the den, and Helen could see her son Mike was in the room. He was totally naked and his cock was fully erect.

"Hi, Mom. I'm glad you are back."

"What are you doing?" Helen asked, outraged. "You get your clothes back on, both of you! Shame on you! What is the meaning of this sinful behavior? What have you two been doing?"

"Aunt Helen," Linda answered, "we haven't done anything yet. We have been waiting for you to come home so you could get fucked."

For a moment, Helen was aware of a faint tingling. That sensation was quickly replaced by shock and then by rage.

"If you think I'm just going to stand here and…"

The sentence was never finished. Mike grabbed his mother and kissed her fully on the lips. Helen's mouth clamped tightly shut as she struggled to get free from his grasp. Mike's lips pressed as he tried to force his mother to open her lips.

His cock pressed against her abdomen, against the material of her dress. A drop of goo had formed at the slit of Mike's prick. As Helen's body shook while trying to get free, she rubbed against Mike's cock. The gooey precome drop spilt onto Helen's dress.

Linda moved behind Helen and kissed her aunt's neck. She slid her hands under Helen's arms and around her body. Through the material of the dress and her bra, Linda massaged Helen's big tits.

Oh no, thought Helen, not only is Mike going to rape me, Linda is a queer. How terrible.

Unable to resist any longer, Helen's mouth opened. Instantly, Mike's tongue shot into her mouth. Helen's tongue tried to dodge, but his tongue found hers and tagged it repeatedly.

Linda pulled her hands away from Helen's tits and reached for the zipper on the back of the dress. She pulled the zipper down, knowing that the dress would fall off when Mike released her. She unhooked Helen's bra and then pulled her garter belt and her panties down her legs.

Linda placed one finger in her mouth and wet it with her own saliva. She moved her hand inside the dress and touched Helen's pussy-lips with her wet finger. She stroked the cunt-lips for a few moments. Then she inserted the finger into Helen's dry, warm cunt. There was only a hint of moisture in Helen's pussy.

Mike finally finished French kissing his mother and released her. The dress and the brassiere fell off. Her panties were already on the floor. Only her stockings and her shoes were still on her body. As Linda continued to fingerfuck Helen, Mike stepped back to look at his mother's body. Her melon-like tits were still firm and shapely. There was not an ounce of fat on her. She had kept her body in good shape. In fact, her body might have belonged to a woman ten years younger than Helen.

"Mike, I'll tell your father if you go through with this. Then you'll really be in trouble."

"You can tell him now," Mike responded. According to the plan, Mike walked over to the door that separated the den from another room. He opened the door.

Helen was absolutely stunned when she saw Candy lying on the sofa totally naked. Her ass was resting on the arm of the sofa and her legs hung over the edge. Her legs were splayed far apart giving Helen a good view of her cunt. Candy's cunt-lips were wet with her own dripping fuck-juices. Chuck was kneeling on the floor between Candy's legs.

Chuck's tongue shot out and traced a path around Candy's lips. He slowly lapped his way around his daughter's pussy-lips. When he finished lapping her pussy-lips, Chuck raised his hands to Candy's crotch. He used his fingers to separate her pussy-lips and spread them as far apart as possible. Helen was fascinated by the appearance of Candy's pink cunt-slit. Chuck covered the gaping pussy-hole with his mouth. He pushed his tongue into the pussy and lapped the pink cunt-slit.

Helen gasped. She could scarcely believe what she was watching. She had never dreamed that her husband, a fairly religious man, could behave so wickedly. She had never expected her children to be so perverted. Was it possible that she was really awake?

Mike's right hand reached between his mother's legs and massaged her pussy-lips. He rubbed her pussy-slit with his longest finger. Helen was outraged, but she was too stunned to act.

Two mouths kissed her tits. On the right was Mike. Linda attended the left tit. Mike went directly for the nipple. He sucked the point into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the surface of the nipple. The point was firm and stiff.

Linda was slower in her approach. She kissed the outer edge of the tit. Slowly she kissed and lapped her way around. Having made a complete circle, Linda's mouth made another circle. The second circle was closer to the molt than the first one. Each succeeding circle got closer to the areola.

Finally, Linda reached the areola. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and lapped the pink flesh. After circling the areola, Linda moved her tongue to the nipple and circled. Her tongue flicked out at the nipple repeatedly.

"Please don't do this to me," Helen whispered pleadingly. "No one has ever done this to me. Not even my husband. Please don't do this to me!"

"What?" Mike asked when he took his mouth away from her nipple. "Licking your tits or playing with your pussy?"

Helen blushed in response to the vulgar words her son used. She took a deep breath and said, "Both! No one has ever done anything like what the two of you are doing to me! Please stop, now!"

"Maybe that is your trouble," Linda responded. "Maybe your problem is that no one has ever shown you how wonderful and terrific sex is. Just relax and we'll show you how much you have been missing because of your old-fashioned, out-dated, puritanical attitudes."

Meanwhile, Chuck's tongue wiggled within Candy's pussy. Chuck had licked almost every part of Candy's cunt, and now he was approaching the girl's clitoris. When he touched the clit with his tongue, Candy moaned. Chuck ran his tongue up and down the clit several times, then his tongue backed away. His tongue began circling the clitty. Every so often the tongue flicked out at the joy button.

Helen looked at her daughter's face. Candy's eyes, were closed. A look of sheer bliss was etched upon her features. As she observed Candy, Helen wondered if it was really possible for anyone to enjoy anything as much as Candy seemed to be enjoying what her father was doing to her.

Mike's hand had spread Helen's pussy-lips. His longest finger slowly penetrated her cunt. Her pussy was warm and wet.

Good, Mike thought, Mom is human after all. She does get horny.

Mike pumped his finger like a cock for a few seconds, then he sought the clit. Carefully, he moved his finger against her clitoris.

Helen moaned softly. She knew what they were doing to her was sinful, but, heaven help her, it felt so good. A tortured look crossed her face. Helen longed to be delivered from this temptation, but she also longed to give in to the most wanton desires and experience pleasures.

The conflict within her mind was most difficult to resolve.

Helen was aware that Linda had moved behind her. Linda sank down to her knees.