Harry Stevens: Hot bed cousins

"Gonna come!" she screamed.

Then, when her orgasm struck, Meg heightened it by sliding her cunt up and down her son's standing prick. As Andy watched and felt what his mother's cunt was doing to his cock, his balls tightened. Then they were bulging like they might burst out of their sac as they clung to his prick's root.

Suddenly it was Andy's turn to gasp that he was going to come.

"Shoot it, stud, shoot it!" Meg cried in response.

She plunged down with her pussy on her son's cock just as Andy climaxed. The cum spurted as long and as hard as it had in Meg's ass. Her cunt was leaking even before Andy's prick had finished unloading.

When it was over, even Meg had had enough fucking for one night. She slithered off her son and sprawled face down on the bed, fresh jizz oozing from her sloppy pussy.

"Going to sleep, Mom?" Andy asked when Meg had been still for a while.

There was no answer, Meg was already out like a light. When she rolled over, she was smiling as if she were dreaming of a rerun of everything that had just happened.

Andy, however, could not drop off. Now that he had sucked and fucked his mother again, his thoughts had turned to the other piece of ass in his life.

"Sally," Andy whispered his sexy cousin's name. "What am I going to do about Sally?"

For he had just remembered that tomorrow was Saturday, and Saturday night was when he and Sally had their regular date to get it on. Just how he was going to handle that with his horny mother breathing down his neck, Andy did not know.

As Saturday night neared, things didn't go the way Andy had expected at all, not that they ended up in disaster. It was just that Meg Browning never stopped surprising her confused son.

It had started on a tense note when Andy got up enough nerve to ask if he could use the car. Normally, he borrowed it every Saturday without any trouble. But, of course, the situation was very different now that he had started fucking his mother.

"No," Meg told her son firmly.

Andy took a deep breath of desperation. If he went out to meet his cousin Sally on foot, they wouldn't be able to fuck because they usually used the back seat of the car. And if he called Sally to cancel their weekly date, his mother might overhear the conversation.

"I'm using the car tonight," Meg now explained. "I have some shopping to do."

"Oh," Andy sighed, trying not to betray the turmoil inside of him.

Then Meg smiled, her attitude warming. "Listen, I know haw it is," she said sympathetically. "You're young. No matter what's going on between the two of us, you still need to be around teens your own age. Am I right?"

"Something like that, Mom," Andy muttered.

"How about this, then? Why don't you invite a friend over while I'm gone? I can take in a movie after I'm through shopping and you and your friend can have the house to yourselves until around midnight. Play records. Make popcorn. Watch television."

Seeing a way out of his dilemma, Andy perked up. "Would it really be okay for me to have someone over, Mom?" he asked.

"Wouldn't have made the offer if it wasn't," Meg assured her son. "Now I'm going to take a bath before I leave. Go ahead and call your friend while I'm in the tub."

Meg turned and left. When she was in the bathroom and Andy heard the water running through the closed door, he made a beeline to the phone to call his cousin.

"Sally," he told her when she came on the line, "there's been a little change of plans for tonight."

"You trying to weasel out on fucking me?" Sally replied suspiciously. "'Cause if you've got yourself another girl…"

"No, no, nothing like that," Andy said to calm his cousin down. "It's just that I don't have any wheels tonight. But I have the whole house to myself until around midnight. If you can come over in around an hour…"

"I'm way ahead of you," Sally bubbled. "Gee, it'll be super to get it on in a nice, soft bed for a change instead of in the back seat of a car. Just like we were an old married couple. I can't wait. Gosh, I'm so horny!"

"Well, I'll see you then," Andy said. When he hung up, he paced around the living room, working off nervous energy as he wondered how long his luck would hold out.

In the meantime, Meg soaked in the tub. Although she hadn't overheard her son's phone call, she knew he had made one and exactly what it had been about. She felt totally in command of the situation.

A while later, Meg was through bathing and dressed. Andy told her that a friend was coming over, but he didn't say who and Meg didn't ask. Then she said goodbye and left the house. Andy watched the car roll down the driveway, then disappear around the corner, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"So far, so good," he told himself. Then waited for his cousin to show up. He just hoped he wasn't so rattled from skating on thin ice that he couldn't get it up for Sally.

After about twenty minutes the doorbell rang. Bracing himself with another of the deep breaths which were becoming a habit for him, Andy went to answer it. There was Sally dressed in shorts and a halter, clearly wearing nothing underneath.

"Like my outfit?" she asked Andy, turning around so he could see her cute ass wobble.

"I'll like it a lot better when it's off of you," Andy chuckled, feeling immediately at ease now that he was alone with his sexy cousin.

"I thought you'd never ask," Sally giggled.

As she kicked the door closed behind her, she was already untying her halter. Her bare tits fell free. They were small but perfectly shaped and tonight, as usual, the nipples were red and pointed.

"Wait'll you see my cunt," Sally now said while she unfastened her shorts. "Have I got a surprise for you."

The shorts fell down her slim hips and Andy's eyes popped at what he saw between her legs. Or, that is, what he didn't see. Her exposed crotch was as smooth as glass. There wasn't a hair in sight.

"That's right, I shaved my pussy," Sally purred while she posed in the nude. "Can you dig it?"

Andy didn't have to answer with words. His stiff cock did his talking for him, turning the fly of his pants into a telltale bulge.

"Oh, yes, I'd say I definitely did the right thing," Sally murmured, reaching down to rub the swollen outline of her cousin's cock and balls through the denim of his tight jeans.

She pulled down the zipper of Andy's fly. Then, with her hand in his underwear, knelt before him. Out came his prick, jutting like a pole, and Sally took the fat head in her mouth and gave it a damp suck.

"Mmmm, sweet as ever," she slurped.

"Want to go into the bedroom?" Andy asked.

"Just let me blow you first," Sally said. "I'm so thirsty for some of your hot cum. Then you can take me to bed and fuck me in style."

Andy looked down, watching his cousin go to work on his prick. As usual she didn't swallow the whole thing, concentrating on just the head with her tongue and lips. Andy couldn't help but recall how his mother deep-throated him when she went down on him.

In spite of himself, Andy started growing impatient with Sally's halfway measures. He'd always been satisfied with her cock-sucking before, but now there was definitely something lacking.

"Did you, uh, ever wonder if you could get all of my prick in your mouth?" he hesitantly asked.

To Andy's surprise his cousin wasn't defensive at all about his question. In fact, she seemed pleased he had asked it.

"I was just thinking the same thing," Sally cheerfully answered. "After all the blow-jobs I've given you, maybe it's about time you really fucked me in the mouth with every inch of your cock way down my throat. Want to try it? I'm ready if you are."

"You're a terrific girl, you know that?" Andy gratefully sighed.

He took his cousin's head in his hands, easing her lips over his prick's knob and down the shaft. As she took more and more cock, Sally gagged a couple of times, but she never made any sign for Andy to quit feeding her his rigid cockmeat.