Tom Allison - Naughty,naughty family

"Take it out of my pussy, Johnny!" she cried. "I can't take anymore!"

Reluctantly, Johnny withdrew his aching cock from her steaming, burning cunt. "But I get blue balls," he said worriedly. "I got to cum!"

"Cum in my asshole, Johnny!" Cynthia squealed. Stretching out flat on the floor, she reached behind her and spread her rounded ass cheeks with her hands, exposing the pink, puckered ring of her asshole. "I want you to fuck me up the ass!"

Lewdly Cynthia contracted her asshole muscles, making the small circle pucker and contract before the delivery boy's eyes. Johnny gasped with lust, then quickly mounted her again.

Cynthia gasped with pleasure as she felt his drooling cockhead pushing against her asshole ring, separating the sphincter, burrowing slowly into the forbidden heat of her ass. She shuddered and grimaced as his prick began to fuck deeply into her ass, separating her ass walls to the bursting point around the invading thickness of his cock.

The first time her ex-husband Ted proposed ass fucking, Cynthia had protested for nearly a half hour before finally letting him fuck her between her soft, rounded cheeks. Since then, being fucked up the ass had always been a special pleasure for her.

She felt ashamed of herself, in a way, for her desire to feel a man's stiff cock fucking into her asshole, spouting a hot wad of cum deep up her ass. Afterwards she was sometimes very sore; she couldn't ass fuck every day. But she loved it so much that she sometimes jacked off to thoughts of ass fucking.

And Johnny had the perfect big stiff cock to give her the satisfaction she required.

"Harder, Johnny! Don't worry about hurting me! Ram that whopper up my asshole!"

Cynthia thrust her fingers under her belly, through her matted pussy curls, burying two fingers on the gurgling sheath of her cunt. Wildly she humped her ass, pounding her stretched, sucking asshole up to meet Johnny's prick.

The delivery boy had apparently never fucked a girl's asshole before, and he was having trouble getting used to the extreme burning tightness of the lithe fuck hole. Feverishly he worked his ass, moaning as he fucked his steely dick up her asshole.

"Harder, Johnny, shove it in!" Cynthia rubbed her clit madly with her thumb and made her pussy froth as she fucked her fingers in and out of the pouting pussy slit. "Fuck my asshole, Johnny! Kill my asshole with your big dick!"

With a heavy groan, Johnny slammed his hips down, fucking every inch of his cum oozing cock into the rubbery grip of her asshole. He lay on top of her for several seconds without moving, feeling his balls tingle as the strong muscles of her ass tunnel milked the pink shaft of his prick.

Then he steadied himself over her prone body, and he eagerly started fucking her again, making her ass cheeks jiggle as he fucked his big prick between them. Cynthia fingerfucked her cunt and whimpered continually as her asshole muscles sucked his cock. Johnny started fucking her faster and as her ass tunnel gradually wettened and lubricated around his fucking prick.

"Gonna cum," Cynthia panted. She stopped humping for a moment and lay motionless on the floor, doing nothing to help or stop him, letting him fuck her asshole as hard as he liked. "It feels so good, Johnny! Oh Jesus, gonna cum any second!"

Soon Johnny was fucking his cock in and out of her asshole as hard as he could, burying his prick to the balls between her ass cheeks with every thrust. Eagerly Cynthia started humping again, alternately whipping her fingers into her juicy pussy and pumping her asshole onto his hard prick.

"Cumming, Johnny!" she shrieked, her voice sounding horny and agonized at the same time. "Your dick is so fucking big! Aww fuck, I'm cumming on it! Fuck meeee, Johnny, fuck my asshole, I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!"

Her cum deluged her pussy with hot cunt cream, and made her ravished asshole clasp convulsively around Johnny's cock. Johnny's balls were full of jism, and he couldn't take the pressure around his prick. He gasped and fucked his throbbing cock into her asshole.

Cynthia shrieked as he came, spurting white ounces of jism into the rubbery sheath of her asshole.

"Cum in my asshole, Johnny!" Cynthia writhed feverishly beneath him, feeling her bunting ass tunnel being soothed by his gushing cock. "Cum up my shitter, oh fuck, fuck… oh my God!"

Standing before her, in front of the door that had somehow been opened without her hearing it, was a tall handsome teenager. The boy's mouth was wide open, and a stack of school books had fallen to the floor beside him.

Cynthia felt her cheeks flooding with the worst shame she'd ever felt. She just been caught getting fucked up the ass by Randy, her teenage son.

The remainder of the day was one of the most miserably embarrassing of Cynthia's life. Randy was obviously shocked to have seen his mother ass fucking, and Cynthia couldn't live down the humiliation of being caught with the delivery boy.

They would probably have both preferred to have Cynthia slip Randy's dinner under his door. Instead, they ate together in pained silence, exchanging a few lame pleasantries about the weather or Randy's school work, completely avoiding the subject of what had transpired earlier that day.

As she listened to Randy watching TV in the next room later that night, Cynthia realized that being caught had made her hornier for him than ever. He'd seen his mother naked, seen her bare ass and pussy and big tits, listened and watched her pleading for Johnny to cram his cock up her ass. At least he knew she had a sexual identity… which would make it easier to seduce him. The admission horrified her, but it was something more difficult to deny that, deep down inside, she fully intended to fuck her gorgeous, teenage son. Cynthia spent the rest of that night fingerfucking to incestuous thoughts about him, imagining what his cock looked like when naked, when hard, how she would feel with his cock deep inside her mouth or asshole or cunt.

Breakfast the next morning was as strained and awkward as dinner had been the night before. Cynthia managed to wait a full tom minutes after Randy had gone to school before picking up the phone.

Then she called the market for another grocery delivery, and more of Johnny's stiff cock.

Little did Cynthia know that Randy spent the rest of the day unable to concentrate on his schoolwork, with an enormous hard-on threatening to bore a hole through his pants.

His mother. His beautiful, big-titted mother, writhing on the floor, begging a delivery boy to fuck her up the ass… Randy couldn't get the picture out of his mind. It was as if it had burned a picture in his brain, fluttering into his consciousness without any prompting, making it impossible to concentrate in any of his classes.

He'd always wanted to fuck his mother; he could remember lusting after her when he was only five or six, watching her walk around the house in loose robes that showed her huge jiggling tits and molded the rounded cheeks of her ass.

Many times during his boyhood he'd tried to steal glimpses of her when she was undressing for bed or getting out of the shower. Sometimes he'd caught a quick view of a naked tit or pussy, but nothing like what he'd seen the day before.

His mother, humping on the floor. For a full minute Randy had stared at her big beautiful tits, watching her ass heave as she grimaced and fucked, moaning, for that strange boy to shoot his wad of cum up her asshole.

"Jesus," Randy whispered.

Having somehow made it, through the school day, Randy walked home down a shady suburban street. He kept his head down, oblivious to the sunny day or the warm southerly wind. All he could think of was the hard-on throbbing painfully in his jeans, the remembered spectacle of his gasping, naked, fucking mother.