Donna Allen - Hot coming family

She brought her knees back to her tits and rocked her ass back and forth on the bed. She caressed her ass and slipped a finger into her asscrack. When she found her bung, she brought the finger up to her mouth and sucked it wantonly.

She returned the saliva-soaked finger to her bung and wet down the puckered little hole. She kneaded her assflesh with her free hand and forced her fingertip into her shitter.

She wiggled her ass and moaned softly when her fingers slipped into the soft warm folds of her cunt. She tickled her moist tissues, but deliberately stayed away from her hot, hungry hole.

She spread her velvety cuntlips with her thumbs and exposed the tiny throbbing hardness of her clit. She raised her head to glance down at her twat. Her clit was so tiny it was barely visible through the forest covering her pussy-lips.

She lay her head back down. God, how could such a little thing be so powerful? How could such an insignificant little thing have so much impact on her life?

A shiver of anticipation shot through her. As her desire mounted, her anger dissipated. She shuddered with desire and massaged her own cuntjuice into her silken inner thighs.

Maybe she'd been too hard on Pattie. The girl was really a woman. Though young she was fully developed. How could she be blamed for having the desires of a woman when she was a woman?

In the dimness of the room, Millie smiled to herself. Actually, Pattie was delicious looking. Millie had never had a lesbian experience, but now she told herself she rather envied John for being in the position of licking his sister's cunt.

I wonder if God would strike me dead if I induced Pattie to ball with me? she thought. Would it be any worse than sucking John off?

She whimpered slightly and ground her ass into the mattress as her body responded to her probing fingers. She finally gnarled two fingers together and thrust them forcefully in and out of her lust-filled cunt.

She raised her legs in the air and stroked the artificial cock in and out of her twat and then added a third finger and thrust in deeply.

What would it be like to lick another woman's cunt? Would Pattie think she was crazy or worse, would she think her mother was a slut?

Maybe I am, Millie thought as she writhed her hips and ass and finger-fucked herself. Maybe I'm a slut and nothing more.

She rammed her fingers deep inside her body, feeling the tight wet walls of her pussy sucking on her digits. She used her thumb to caress her clit and twisted her ass in a circular motion.

When she finally came, her cunt gripped her fingers tightly and her pussy expelled a stream of whitish fluid. She continued frigging herself and thinking about wanton desires until she lay exhausted against the pillow.

She was about to doze off when she heard the knock on the door. "Are you okay, Mom?" Pattie said.

Millie sat up, startled. "Yes, I must have been having a bad dream. What time is it?"

"It's almost eleven. Can I come in for a minute?"

Millie rolled over and grabbed her robe. She slipped it on and bunched up the pillows before leaning back. "Yes, darling, come on in."

When Pattie walked into the room, Millie's heart lurched. The girl was wearing a high-necked, long-sleeved nightgown and her hair was arranged in two ponytails. She wore furry slippers on her feet and looked so adorable and young Millie's heart melted.

"What's on your mind, darling?" she said as the teenage girl approached the bed. Millie held out her arms and the girl sank down on the bed and nestled against her.

How could I have had such awful thoughts about my own daughter? Millie thought. She forgot about the wanton scene she'd just witnessed and hugged the teenager to her.

"Whatever it is, you know you can tell mother all about it," she said, hugging Pattie against her chest. "Now, what's wrong, baby? Tell mother all about it."

After her talk with Pattie, Millie knew she couldn't seduce the girl. The weeks flew by and she forgot about the night she'd spied on her children in bed. Laura and Eric settled in, and Millie and Laura began spending a great deal of time together.

One night the two women went shopping at a nearby mall. After the stores were closed, they went to a local restaurant for a late dinner.

The restaurant was dimly lit and Laura sat back in her chair and sipped her martini while Millie chattered about their purchases. The drink was warming her and she felt a bit giddy and relaxed. Her feet were tired from walking around the stores, but she felt happy.

They ordered dinner and ate it with relish and when they were done they ordered brandies. By now Laura was dizzy, but feeling no pain and she loosened up and confided to her sister-in-law that she was horny lately.

She stopped short of telling Millie about her experience with Fred. She flushed at the memory of her brother. It hadn't happened again, but what would Millie say if she knew? She'd probably have a fit and make Laura and Eric leave her home.

"I'm going to miss you two when you leave," Millie said, twirling the stem of her brandy glass and deliberately changing the subject.

Laura's ripe lips parted and her white teeth flashed as she nervously smiled and turned to the brunette. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

Millie brought her hand up to her mouth. "Oh, no, I didn't mean it that way. Me and my big mouth."

Laura relaxed again. "I knew you didn't mean it that way."

Millie wondered what Laura would say if she knew she'd fucked her son. She and Eric hadn't gotten together since that first time, but it wasn't because Eric wasn't interested. The boy was always sniffing around his aunt, but Millie was afraid of being caught by Laura.

Now Laura nodded and smiled. "You're so lucky you've got a husband," she said. "You never have to be horny."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," Millie said. "I'm horny a lot of the time." She fidgeted in her seat and again tried to change the subject, but Laura kept returning to it.

"I know I shouldn't ask you this," Laura said.

"Ask me what?" Millie said. Her throat felt constricted. What if Laura knew?

"Oh, forget it," Laura said.

Millie motioned toward the waitress and ordered two more brandies. "No, you wanted to say something. What is it?"

"I just wondered if you ever cheated on Fred?" Laura said.

Millie's upper lip twitched. "What a question," she said.

"See, I told you I didn't have any business asking you," Laura said. "Just forget it. I'm a busybody."

Millie nervously sipped her brandy and glanced around the restaurant. There were two men at a corner table. "I wonder if they're businessmen or what?" she said.

"Who? Them?" Laura said, turning her head and staring at the men. She knew she was being nasty asking Millie if she'd ever cheated on Fred. Fred had already confirmed that they both had cheated. Why did she want to make her sister-in-law uncomfortable? Was it because she was jealous of her?

The two men rose up and quickly walked out of the restaurant and Laura turned her attention back to Millie.

"Yes," Millie said wryly. "Them."

"They were attractive, weren't they?" Laura said.

"I've had a few flings, if you must know," Millie said, her eyes lowered and her fingers toying nervously with her cocktail napkin.

The intimacy between them made Laura's heart melt. She placed her hand over Millie's and squeezed it. "You don't have to explain anything to me," she said. "I'm sure Fred's no angel either."

"I know he isn't," Millie said. "We both do our own thing once in a while. But our marriage's solid."

"Pete was a horrible runaround," Laura said, shrugging. "At first it almost killed me. Later I only cared about the effect on Eric."

"Was he a good lover?" Millie asked.