Kathy Andrews - My peeping mom

When Bobby came, he arched up, driving his cock deep into his mother's mouth. The rounded head was almost penetrating her throat. She felt his cock throb as he began to spew the thick sweetness of his come juice into her stomach. Janice mewled with delight. She preferred his cock at least partway out of her mouth, with perhaps just the head between her lips. That way she could savor the full taste of his sweetness when he came off. This way she hardly tasted it. But Bobby loved to come off deep in her mouth, and she let him do most of the things he liked with her.

Sucking off his cock, she ran her tongue over the piss hole to taste any remaining come juice. She sat her on her heels and looked at her son. "You'd really enjoy living with Frank and Pam, honey?"

"I sure would, Mom," he said.

"Why don't we invite them over and discuss this?" she said. "We should get to know them better if… with this possibility of marriage, don't you think?"

"When, Mom?" Bobby asked, sitting up with wide, excited eyes.

"Now?"

"Yes!" he squealed. "Let's do it now, Mom!"

"I'll tell you what," she said, standing up. "You call and see it they can come over now. I'll check and see if we have any cold beer."

She saw him eagerly reach for the phone as she entered the kitchen. There were about six cans of beer in the refrigerator. She found herself becoming excited at the prospect of Frank and his daughter visiting with them for the evening. She thought nothing of marriage; just the excitement of having Frank and Pam with her and Bobby for the evening, perhaps fucking and sucking and doing anything that turned them on.

Entering the living room again, she saw Bobby just hanging up the phone.

"In half an hour," he said.

She grinned at her son. "You're really turned on by all this, aren't you, darling?" His cock, she saw, was swelling up once more. "The only thing is, you better have your pants on when they get here."

The half-hour wait was one of the longest waits Janice had ever felt. She was not nervous about Frank and Pam visiting, but about the possibility of all four fucking and sucking in the same room.

When the doorbell sounded Janice almost jumped.

Bobby, with a big grin at his mother, answered the door. Frank and Pam came in.

Janice was on the couch, her legs crossed, her skirt pulled down in a demure way. Frank was in a T-shirt and a pair of old, faded jeans. Pam, as usual, wore tight shorts and a thin cotton blouse. Frank refused the offer of cold beer, preferring coffee instead.

Janice was pleased when her son offered to make it, and she watched him walk toward the kitchen, with Pam right behind him.

"I think our kids like each other," Frank said, taking Janice's hand and drawing it to his lap. She felt his cock, and her cunt responded with a deep throb.

"I think they want to fuck each other," she said, turning and looking into Frank's face.

"Is that so terrible, Janice?"

She shook her head. "Bobby wants to fuck Pam badly, you know. He talks about her all the time."

"I know what you're saying. Pam talks about Bobby, about fucking him. I think we should give them all the encouragement we can, don't you?"

Janice could not resist squeezing his prick. When Bobby and Pam returned, they saw where Janice had her hand and they both giggled.

Frank slipped his hand along Janice's thigh, then under her skirt. For just a moment she thought of stopping him, but that was silly now that everything was in the open. Besides, she wanted his thick cock inside her again. Closing her fingers around his concealed cock, she turned and looked at Bobby and Pam just as Frank's fingers moved into her crotch. Bobby was sliding his hand over Pam's ass and Pam was rubbing the bulging front of his pants. They stood and watched their parents, eyes glowing hotly.

Janice spread her legs, and Frank shoved her skirt high, exposing her hairy cunt.

"I knew you were fucking your son almost from the start," Frank said as he moved his fingers up and down the curling hair of her twat. "It seems we're two of a kind. Or should I say, four of a kind?"

Janice watched her son quickly getting out of his clothing, his cock straining hard. Pam was removing her shorts and blouse. Neither of the two young ones showed the slightest sign of hesitation. What they did show was intense excitement.

She and Frank watched with hot eyes as Pam sprawled out on the floor, her legs wide, her cunt, so lovely and sweet, arching up to meet Bobby's cock as he dropped to his knees between her thighs. Pam, with a squeal of delight, clasped Bobby's cock at the base and rubbed the swollen head up and down her hot slit. Since Bobby was still on his knees, Janice and Frank could see them easily.

Pam squirmed about until she had her legs on each side of Bobby and her ass resting against his thighs. The sight of Bobby's young cock sliding into Pam's young cunt caused Janice to sigh with erotic pleasure. She felt Frank's cock throb against her hand, telling her he was just as excited to watch the two young ones fuck.

"Take my cock out of my pants, Janice," Frank grunted in a low voice as he worked his finger into her cunt. "Take my prick out."

With eager finger, she unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand into them. Finding his cock, she lifted it free. Closing her fingers over it, she started jacking up and down. Bobby and Pam were gazing at them as they fucked. Pam's hips moved up and down, her ass still on Bobby's thighs.

Janice squeezed Frank's cock as he drove his finger deep into her cunt. But this wasn't enough for Janice.

"Frank! Oh, Frank," she murmured as she watched her son fucking Pam. "I want oh, this makes me so fucking hot, watching my son fuck your daughter! I want this cock in me!" Releasing his cock, Janice stood up and began tearing at her clothing, not caring about the rips. She was steaming with desire as she undressed, her eyes still on her son as he plunged his prick into Pam's tightly gripping, unbelievably hot, cunt.

The last of her clothing fell to the floor, and she stood naked, urging Frank to hurry and strip. He sat on the couch and lifted his T-shirt off, then he shoved his jeans down.

Frank's cock jutted up from the mass of hair, his balls dangling between his thighs. Janice, with her cunt seemingly boiling more than ever, leaned over and gripped, his prick tightly. She darted her tongue out and swirled it about the smooth roundness of the head, tasting the juices seeping from his piss hole. She felt the urge to suck his cock into her mouth, but the need to have it stretching and filling her cunt was stronger.

Dropping to her hands and knees on the floor, she waggled her upturned ass, looking over her shoulder at him. "Come on, Frank! Oh, God… shove that cock up my fucking cunt before I burn up! Fuck me, Frank! Ohhh, please fuck me – now!"

Somehow, Janice found Pam and her son next to her, still fucking. As Frank knelt behind her and stabbed his cock into her steaming cunt, Janice leaned down and swirled her tongue over one of Pam's rigid pink nipples. Then, as Frank began to thrust powerfully into her pussy, she pressed her lips to Pam's, and as the girl's eager tongue penetrated her lips, Janice began to suck wildly on it. She felt Pam squeezing one of her dangling tits as they kissed and sucked each other's tongues. This added a hundredfold to the ecstasy that flowed within her raging body. The hard, thick length of Frank's cock thrusting into her gripping cunt, the taste of Pam's tongue, the way the erotic girl fondled her dangling tits, and the fact that her son was fucking Pam next to her, all combined to send Janice's emotions to a soaring, reeling orbit of blissful delight.

Her cunt was squeezing at Frank's cock with wave after wave of orgasms, making her sob against Pam's mouth. She slipped her hand down Pam's shaking stomach and spread her fingers around her son's cock as it plunged into the girl's succulent, cunt. She could feel her son's cock as he fucked the girl, feel Pam's cunt lips flex with ecstasy.