Donna Allen: The family gets it on

Her tits jiggled and she raised her legs and attached them to his waist. She felt like he was riding her, as if she was an animal and he was her mate and he was riding her and riding her to oblivion.

She instinctively met his thrusts and the bedsprings creaked and tiny animal cries escaped her throat. She felt her pussy grab at his prick and he grunted and speeded up his strokes.

And then she was falling and falling and falling in space and it was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she heard herself gasp. She thrashed her legs in the air as her orgasm engulfed her. "Oh, God, Uncle Rick! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!"

She slammed herself against him and brought her legs down and planted her feet on the mattress. She rammed her cunt at his rapidly stroking cock and wailed in high-pitched little shrieks as he hammered his dick into her inflamed cunt.

Somewhere in time she felt her uncle release hot jets of jism into her gash and she heard him grunt unintelligibly as he pistoned his cock more deeply inside her succulent mouth. She felt a moment of panic when he roared loudly and his strokes were so furious she thought he would tear her pussy in two.

She breathed easy when he finally collapsed on top of her. She loved the feel of his weight on her body. She held him in her arms and kissed him, feeling older than he that moment. Older, and yet more vulnerable.

When he rolled off her and gazed into her eyes, they kissed. He looked solemn when he held her cheek lightly with his big hand and peppered her face with kisses.

"Sorry?" he said softly.

"No, I loved it," she said. "And I'm a woman now," she smiled shyly. "Thanks to you, Uncle Rick, I'm a woman now."

Rona set out one morning on a ritual she frequently enjoyed. She had a secret way of masturbating which she employed with regularity. It was a secret from everyone but her son and he was an integral part of it.

The first time she'd sensed she was being watched was when the twins were younger and Jodie was at the beach with her paternal grandmother. Rona had thought Jamie was in the back yard playing and she climbed into bed and enjoyed an hour's self-manipulation.

It was when she was almost through that she sensed she was being watched. Climbing off the bed quickly, she moved to her closet and while passing the door noticed she'd left it slightly ajar. Two little eyes peered in at her, but she never let the boy know she saw him. The fact that Jamie was watching made her even hotter. And after that first time she always left he door open just a little when she masturbated and she always knew when Jamie was watching.

She began her ritual by showering and dabbing perfume and body lotion over every inch of her body. She'd had sex with Bob that morning and it had been good. It was always good, but she had a nagging fear that he was getting tired of her despite his protestations to the contrary.

Now she sat at her dressing table, a sheer negligee barely covering her nakedness. By gazing in the mirror, she could see Jamie crouching down on the floor outside her door.

She shivered with excitement and carefully made up her face. Rick had gone off somewhere with Jodie. Those two seemed to be closer than ever, even to the exclusion of Jamie. Rona didn't think much about it. Girls Jodie's age always got crushes on older men and Rick adored both her kids. Still, they were spending a lot of time alone together.

She shrugged and thought about how Bob had made love to her that morning. He'd taken her from behind and fucked her fast. She loved fucking in that position. He was able to penetrate her deeply and she could feel his balls on her clit. But he had left for work before she had had enough. Lately her pussy itched even after she came. She needed so much sex. More than seemed natural somehow.

The house was very still and when she rose up and walked to the bed she saw Jamie hiding in the shadows of the hallway outside her door. She held her forehead as if testing herself for fever. Thighs quivering with anticipation, her cunt already wet, she untied her negligee and twirled around, making sure Jamie got a good look at her body.

She knew it was wrong to tempt her teenage son this way, but she loved it. In any event, she knew he wasn't a virgin. He'd confided in Bob and Bob had told her. He'd lost his cherry when he was younger and about time too, according to both his parents.

She dropped her negligee to the floor and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She studied her naked body and from the corner of her eye she saw Jamie staring at her.

She knew she excited her son. More than once she'd caught him staring at her tits and ass. Now she held her shoulders back and raised one hand to her tits. She gently caressed herself. She dragged her fingers from one tit to the other and slowly licked her lips as she tickled her nipples with the tip of a fingernail.

Then she used both hands to lift and then drop her tits and run her fingers nervously over her belly and down to her muff. She touched herself all over, spreading her legs and fluttering her fingers over her gaping pussymound. She paused to savor the sensations and still managed to gaze at Jamie through the mirror.

She was sorry she shouldn't see the expression on his face. Just knowing he was there watching her made her pussy itch. But if she could see the hot expression on his face, that would really turn her on.

Lifting both arms, she watched her heavy tits rise up. She ran her fingers through her long dark hair and piled it on top of her head for a moment. She pushed her pelvis forward. Her cunt-bush was thick and dark and the hair grew down her inner thighs. In the beginning Bob had loved it. It had been years since he'd mentioned it, but then, like everything about her body, he was probably bored with her beaver.

When she thought she'd teased Jamie and herself enough, she climbed onto the bed and rested on her belly, forcing her cuntlips open and giving Jamie a good look at her ass. She pushed her butt back, aware that he could see her pussy from this position too. He now had the same view that Bob had had this morning when they'd fucked.

Rolling onto her back, she moved both hands to her pussy and pried her hairy outer lips open. Her tits heaved as she breathed more rapidly, and her nipples were like two little spikes. Writhing around on the bed and moaning for Jamie's benefit, she thrust two fingers into her pussy-hole and used her free hand to pet her tits.

She stroked her fingers slowly in and out of her cunt and moved her fingers from one tit to the other. She swayed her body and thrashed her legs in the air. And she was certain she heard Jamie suck in his breath.

She wet her fingers with saliva and pinched her nipples. She twisted the turgid little blossoms and corkscrewed her fingers deep inside her pussy.

Her head rocked back and forth on the pillow and she added a third finger to her cunt. Without any warning, she came, and her pussy closed around her fingers as she clenched it tight.

Tiny grunting sounds came out of her throat and when her orgasm subsided she savored the sensations by squeezing her thighs around her hand.

Rolling onto her side and facing the door, she brought her cunt juice-soaked fingers to her mouth and slowly licked them clean. The taste and smell of her own sex was exciting, but, more than that, she knew that Jamie would find her actions incredibly erotic.

She returned her fingers to her dripping cunt and moved her hands back to her face. She inhaled the strong pungent smell and gluttonously sucked each individual finger into her mouth.

Pretending she was sucking a cock, she took three fingers into her mouth at once and slid them in and out in imitation of a mouth-fuck with a cock. When her fingers were licked clean, she returned them to her cunt and began the ritual all over again.