Harry Stevens - Hot bed cousins

"Mmmmm, what a way to die," a moaning Meg answered. "Whatever it is you want to know, you'll have to do better than that to get it out of me."

Andy slammed his prick home with the deepest penetration yet. Down at Meg's tits, he twisted her nipples around double. His eyes were wide open again.

"Tell me the fucking truth about you and Sally, Mom!" he bellowed. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, so don't pretend you don't."

Meg just laughed at him. Then she came.

"You can't hurt me enough," she celebrated the welcome pain that had triggered her mighty orgasm. "More! More! Keep me coming, stud!"

"Whore! Bitch!" Andy cursed her.

He let go of his mothers tits and took double fistfuls of her hair, tugging it like the rope on a maverick pony. Now he was riding her and she bucked under him. His cock kept jerking in her ass, extending her climax.

Then Andy abruptly took an entirely different approach – the most cruel of all. He simply stopped fucking, just like that. All at once his cock was a cold piece of steel in his mother's ass, moving not a bit. His arms dangled at his sides, his hands neither squeezing nor pulling anything.

"Don't quit! Not now!" Meg rasped. "You had me coming so much. Hurt me some more. Please, please!"

"No way. Not until I find out the truth about you and Sally," Andy said.

"What about us?" Meg stalled, stretching out the suspense.

"You and Sally are in this together somehow," Andy hissed. "Both shaving your cunts, saying and doing the same things to me when we're in bed…"

"Then you finally admit you've been fucking your cousin," Meg interrupted.

"Yes! If you want to hear me say what you already know, yes! I've fucked you both!" Andy thunderously answered. Then seethed. "Now I want to know what you two bitches have been up to behind my back."

"Do I really have to tell you?" Meg taunted. "Can't you figure it out for yourself?"

Andy rose to the challenge, remembering the information that his cousin had been with his mother all afternoon and linking it to the tangled sheets he'd seen when he entered the bedroom.

"You made it with Sally, didn't you?" he said sharply to his mother. "Found out I was fucking her. Maybe even watched us. After that you just couldn't keep your hands off her. She was in this damned bed today before I was."

"You can't blame me for checking out the competition," Meg answered, letting Andy know in a mocking way that he had it right so far.

"But you had to take it further than that," Andy continued. "Had to shave your pussy just like Sally's."

"It so happens that was her idea."

"I can imagine. You probably had her eating out of your hand."

"The only place I had her eating was between my legs," Meg leered. "That's why she shaved my cunt for me – so she could get every drop of pussy juice when she went down on me. She has a beautiful tongue. I came in her mouth so many times I couldn't count them all. You should have been there…" Meg paused to laugh. "…of course if you'd been there you'd have had to just watch. 'Cause the last thing Sally and I were interested in was cock. We were just like a couple of dykes."

"Then what happened?" Andy asked.

"You showed up while we were still getting it on. Sally panicked. I came on to you so she could get away and you wouldn't think she was a lesbian."

"What about after you and I were making it and you were imitating Sally?"

"Just fun and games to keep you guessing," Meg said. "You were right. I did spy on you and Sally fucking the other night and couldn't resist driving you a little nuts with what I knew. And that's the whole story – except for one more thing."

"Yes?"

"You promised to finish fucking me in the ass if I told you the truth," Meg reminded Andy. "I've kept my part of the bargain. Now you keep yours."

Meg clamped her ass muscles around her son's frozen cock, which had remained unused in her ass throughout the conversation. Then she began rocking on her knees. The tugging friction thawed Andy's prick in a hurry and he began pumping back.

"I won't even bother to ask you whose ass is tightest, mine or Sally's," Meg sighed when Andy was solidly into a butt-fucking groove. "That's your business, stud. Just so long as I get my share of your beautiful, big cock, you can play around with anybody you want."

"What about you, Mom?" Andy asked. "Are you going to keep making it with Sally, too?"

"You know the old saying," Meg laughed. "What's good for the goose is good for the gander. Looks like our Sally is going to be a very busy girl."

"Wonder if the poor kid knows what she's let herself in for."

"Why don't you ask her?" Meg playfully said. "She's probably ready to tear the place down by now."

Andy started to ask his mother what she meant but all of a sudden her squeezing ass had taken its toll on his cock. He had to come before he did another thing. He jammed his prick deep into Meg's ass pit and for now forgot about anything but relieving the pressure between his legs.

"Hold on, Mom, this is it!" he gasped when he finally spoke.

Hot jizz squirted from his cock, pouring into his mother's bowels. It mixed with the shit there, the molten turmoil making Meg climax along with Andy.

Bearing down, mother and son made it last as long as they could. For as long as they came together everything was perfect for them. Sally temporarily didn't matter. It was just Andy's prick in Meg's asshole, shooting jizz.

Then it was over and Andy's doubts returned as quickly as his drained prick softened.

"There's one more thing I've got to ask you, Mom," he said when the ass-fuck broke up.

"What a coincidence. There's one more thing I forgot to tell you," Meg chuckled as she slithered around so she could lick her own shit off of her son's ass-stained prick.

Andy looked down, watching his mother swab his prick with her tongue. Only when she had lapped him clean did he speak.

"It's about Sally," he finally told his mother. Then he flinched when he realized that Meg had just said exactly the same thing.

They stared at each other, Andy not knowing what to expect as his mother grinned with smudges of shit at the corners of her mouth. They waited each other out until Andy cracked.

"What did you mean about Sally tearing the place down?" he gulped.

Meg calmly answered. "Poor girl. She must be out of her mind by now. Locked up like that and having to watch us fuck."

Andy turned pale.

"That's the part I left out," Meg said. "You see, Sally never got away. She thought she wanted to. But I, uh, persuaded her to stay. She'll tell you all about it."

"W-where is she?"

"I'm sure you can find her."

Just then the closet door rattled from beating fists.

"Let me out!" Sally cried from inside.

"You heard your cousin," Meg purred to Andy. "She's waiting for you."

There was only one thing Andy could think of to say when he opened the closet door to release Sally.

"My mother's crazy!" he blurted out to his cousin as she emerged from the darkness.

Sally's reply could not have stunned Andy more. "Sure, she's crazy. Crazy like a fox."

Then, still naked, Sally brushed by Andy and went straight into Meg's waiting arms. "Oh, Aunt Meg," the excited girl said, "thank you for keeping me here. I needed to watch you and Andy fuck so I could get my head on straight."

"Hope it wasn't too hard on you being locked in the closet," Meg soothed, stroking her niece's golden hair.

"Only when I couldn't get out and jump into bed along with you two," Sally gushed.

"But you're here now," Meg cooed. "And so am I. And so is Andy."

"You mean it's still not too late for the three of us to get it on together?" Sally asked breathlessly.