Kathy Andrews - My peeping mom

Janice wasn't sure when Pam relaxed, letting her ass drop down. She wasn't sure when Frank withdrew his cock from her cunt. She knew, however, that she was on her hands and knees, head hanging down, sobbing with the ecstatic feelings of her body.

After some time, she slipped to the floor and sprawled on her side, drawing her knees up to her tits in a fetal position. She felt so relaxed, so comfortable, so warm. She was aware that Pam and her father were sitting close to each other, watching her, waiting for her to recover completely. She didn't mind; it was a good feeling to have their eyes on her naked body. Slowly, she rolled onto her back, stretching her long, creamy thighs out. She cupped her tits and smiled up at them, opening her legs wide to reveal her hair-rimmed cunt without shame.

"That was… wonderful!" she murmured. "I can't remember when it's been so good."

Frank was sitting with his arm, draped over his daughter's shoulder, cupping one of her tits. Pam was gently and slowly rolling her father's hairy balls about in her hand.

"You could have it that way all the time." Pam said in a soft voice.

Janice found the strength to sit up, looking at the father and daughter. Her eyes gleamed with happiness. "What do you mean by that, Pam?" she asked.

"You and my daddy could get married," Pam said.

"Married?" Janice laughed. "But I'm not looking for a husband, honey."

"My daddy needs a wife," Pam said simply. "I try, but I'm not very good at it. Maybe when I get older…"

Frank was looking at her in a strange way, Janice noticed. His cock was starting to become hard once again from the way his daughter manipulated his balls. Seeing it sent a ripple of excitement through her recently fucked cunt. She thought how nice it would be, having that big cock around all the time, in her mouth, up her cunt… and Pam, too.

"We should think about it," Frank said. "I don't find the idea so bad at all."

"No," Janice said slowly. "I wouldn't be such a terrible thing. But, we hardly know each other, Frank."

He laughed. "What more should we know? I thought we knew it by this time."

Janice laughed. "You may be right, Frank. But I have a son, you know. I'm sure he might have something to say about marriage."

"I'll fuck him so much he won't stop it," Pam giggled.

"Let's give this a little time," Janice said.

"We can see what develops, but we shouldn't rush into it."

Early that evening, Janice recalled that Pam had said once before that her father needed a wife.

But she wasn't ready to marry anyone, not yet. She knew hardly anything about Frank. All she knew was that he apparently had a good job, and loved to fuck more than anything else. And, of course, the fact that he was fucking his daughter had a certain appeal to her erotic senses.

When Bobby came home, she discussed it with him. To her surprise, her son was agreeing that there should be a marriage between her and Frank.

"I need a sister, Mom," he said. "And Pam is about the cutest thing around here."

Janice noticed he did not say he needed a father, but a sister. "Why do you need a sister, honey?"

"I need a sister to fuck!" he said, his voice lifting with excitement.

"Oh, then you're getting tired of your mother's cunt, is that it?" she teased. "You're starting to want a different cunt to fuck, huh?"

"Aw, Mom," he said. "You know better than that. I love to fuck you, but it would be nice to have a sister to screw, too. And Pam is cute and her ass is sure pretty and…"

Janice laughed at his enthusiastic excitement. "You could fuck her whether I marry Frank or not, you know."

"But it wouldn't be the same, Mom," he said. "If she was my sister, we could have the same bedroom and everything. We could sleep together, and sometimes we could all sleep in the same bed."

"Sleep?" she asked, lifting her eyebrows.

"Fuck and suck!" he shouted. "You know what I'm talking about, Mom."

It was getting close to seven in the evening, yet the sun had not gone down. She was sitting in the living room with Bobby, and her son, she saw, was quite accepting of a marriage between her and Frank. She didn't know how much Bobby knew of the man or of Pam, but she knew he was drawn to the girl, and not only in a sexual way.

Glancing at the front of his pants, she saw his cock was swelling, knowing he was excited about the prospect of sharing a bedroom with Pam. She placed her hand on top of his cock, feeling it throb. She imagined him and Pam sharing the same bedroom, and smiled to think there would be little sleep between the two until the excitement wore off. The idea of having Pam and Frank about all the time had a certain appeal to her, too. Fumbling with her son's pants, she got his cock free. The head of his prick was smooth, and pre-cum was dripping from his piss hole already.

Leaning down, Janice ran her tongue over his cock, tasting the seeping juices from his piss hole. Bobby opened his pants and shoved them down.

"Suck me, Mom," he said, arching his cock up toward her face. "Suck my cock!"

Janice fondled his young cock and balls, knowing he was more excited with the idea of having Pam to sleep with than he was of being sucked off by her at this moment. The idea did not make her angry; she knew what excited a boy.

Swirling her tongue around his hard cock, she mewled softly. She lapped at his tender young balls, drawing them into her hot, wet mouth. Sucking on her son's balls, she felt his hand sliding down to clutch at one of her tits. She wished she had removed her blouse, wanting his hand against her naked tits.

Sliding her tongue up his cock, from the base to the rounded head, Janice opened her lips. Engulfing her son's cock into her hot mouth, she began to suck up and down slowly, her tongue licking with constant motion. Bobby caressed her head with one hand and her tit with the other. Stuffing her mouth with his sweet cock, Janice sucked with tight, wet lips.

The throbbing of her son's cock against her lips as it scraped the roof of her mouth and tongue caused her cunt to bubble with desire. She rubbed her thighs together as she sucked Bobby's prick, feeling the pressure against her puffy cunt and clitoris. The sounds Bobby made excited her, and as she bobbed her pretty face up and down, she saw in her mind Bobby and Pam running about the house naked, her ass bouncy and cute, her son's cock flopping around. She thought of the excitement it would give her, and probably Frank.

Sliding a hand under her son's ass, she gripped one of his cheeks and lifted him, driving her mouth down at the same time. Holding his cock at the base with her tight lips, she shivered while his cock throbbed deep inside her hungry mouth. She wanted to hold her son's cock this way for some time, but her own excitement prevented that. The urge to suck was more powerful. Moving her mouth up and down, she sucked on his prick with increasing movement. Bobby lifted his ass, trying to plunge his cock into his mother's throat.

Slipping to the floor, Janice stood on her knees as she held her mouth still, letting her son thrust his cock into her mouth, fucking her this way. She knew the enjoyment he received by fucking her mouth as if it were her cunt, and she enjoyed it just as much. Bobby held her head with both hands now, grunting as he stared down at her.

Janice's eyes glowed up at her son's contorting face as he fucked his cock up and down, going as deep as he could into her hot, wet mouth. She loved the way his balls brushed at her chin when he came up, and how the head of his cock almost pulled from her clinging lips as he went down.

The taste of Bobby's cock was as good as it had been that first time. Jt was strong, and so hard inside her mouth. She held his hips now as he fucked up and down, her fingers digging into his flesh.