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An Orgy With Mom Chapter 2

That evening, lying in bed with Bob, Janice wondered what had possessed her to let that little girl suck her cunt. It would not have been so terrible if Debbie was older, Janice felt, but the girl was a teenager, a very young teenager at that. The more Janice thought of it, the hotter she became.

She reached for Bob's cock and began to stroke his prick into hardness. He turned to her. "What's got your ass boiling, baby?" he asked, running a hand over her shapely tits. "Not that it isn't always boiling."

"Bastard," she said playfully, yanking on his cock. "You know me too well, that's all."

"I sure do, you hot-assed bitch," he murmured, and began to suck on one of her rubbery, hard nipples. He slid his hand down and cupped her ass cheek, squeezing and feeling her firm flesh.

As he sucked on her nipple, Janice began to have thoughts of seeing her husband fucking young Debbie. Mentally seeing his long, thick cock fucking that tight, young cunt sent a ripple of desire flowing through Janice's body. She knew Debbie would have a very tight cunt, and her pussy was obviously a very hot one. That is, Janice frowned in the darkness, if the little girl liked men as well as she seemed to like women.

When Bob slipped down into the bed and started licking his way up her thighs, Janice spread her legs wide for him, sighing with pleasure. She lifted her cunt to his mouth and tongue, thinking this would be the second time today her pussy had been sucked on. She didn't mind at all; she loved it. Janice would have enjoyed having her cunt sucked five times, ten times, a day.

"Oh, Bob," she gurgled as she lifted her ass from the bed, writhing her cunt into his sucking, licking mouth. "You know I love to have a tongue up my pussy! You're a darling! Suck my cunt, darling! Ohhh, fuck my cunt with your tongue, Bob!"

While she twisted and pumped her ass up and down, thrilled to have her husband's lips sucking her pussy, she filled her mind with a picture of Debbie. She saw, in her mind, the cute little girl sprawled out, her slim legs wide, that blonde little cunt waiting. She watched in her mind as her husband, his cock throbbing and very hard, parted those pink, wet cunt lips. She heard Debbie cry out in pleasure, then gurgle as her husband began fucking her.

It was a nice picture, and Janice felt her ecstasy grow in proportion to her mental image. The idea of seeing her husband's long, thick cock fucking into Debbie's little cunt sent her passion higher and higher, and the idea also caused her ass to twist around violently. Bob had his tongue thrusting swiftly into her cunt, going deep.

Janice closed her hot thighs about his head and pressed on the back of his head, mewling with increasing loudness. The bristles of his beard scraping on her tender, sensitive thighs thrilled her. The dark curls of her pussy hair covered Bob's cheeks, nose and chin as he drove his tongue in and out of her suddenly flexing cunt.

"Ohhh, Bob, Bob! I'm coming! Eat me, darling! Oooo, eat my cunt, darling! I'm coming! Ohhh, am I ever coming!"

He kept his tongue moving until Janice lowered her ass, then he pulled his wide tongue free. Sliding up between her thighs, kissing and licking his way, she cooed when the hardness of his cock rubbed along her thigh.

"You're going to get fucked, Janice!" he croaked in a thick voice. "You're going to get one hard cock rammed right up that hot cunt!"

"Oh, yes, yes!" she squealed, wrapping her arms around his back as he probed at her cunt with the swollen head of his cock. "Fuck me, Bob! Fuck me now!"

The head of his cock split the wet lips of her cunt, and Janice gave a soft, ecstatic yelp as his prick slipped up her pussy. She lifted her legs in the air and brought them down over his naked ass, locking her ankles there. As her husband began to fuck into her, she jerked and bounced her ass up and down to his rhythm.

"Ooo, I love it, darling!" she cooed against his neck, her hands running up and down his back. "Ohhh, you know how much I love getting fucked, Bob! Give me that big cock! Ohhh, darling, fuck my hot cunt with your beautiful, big cock!"

"Hot ass," he grunted, driving his prick deep into her gripping pussy. "Hot cunt... fuck-crazy cunt!"

"I am, I am!" she wailed, tossing her ass up and down swiftly. "Ohhh, God I am! I'm so hot, Bob! I stay hot all the fucking time!"

"Can't get enough cock, can you, baby?" he grunted. "That hot, hairy cunt of yours just can't get enough hard cock, can it?"

"You know I can't! Ooooo, I'll never get enough cock! Fuck me, darling! Oh, fuck that hot cunt of mine!"

"Fuck crazy!" he snorted, grinding powerfully into her snatch. "Fuck-crazy broad!"

"Fuck crazy! Yes, I am fuck crazy! I love to fuck, baby! I love fucking and sucking!"

She felt his prick swelling inside her pussy, the cockhead growing. She knew the feeling well, and she shoved her cunt hard against him, grinding furiously. The loud grunt against her neck came at the same time his come juice splashed up her cunt. Janice squealed in a loud voice, and her cunt contracted around his spewing cock. They both came at the same time, as usual, powerfully.

Janice lay next to her husband, listening to his even breathing as he slipped off to sleep. She did not feel at all sleepy. She was still wound up, still excited, about seeing Bob fuck that lovely little girl. The more she thought about Bob fucking Debbie, the more excited she became. Her excitement grew until she could not be still. She thrashed about in bed until she thought her moving would wake Bob up. Sliding her feet from the blanket, she reached for her robe, then changed her mind.

Getting to her feet, she padded nakedly into the hallway, thinking a drink of water would help soothe her bubbling excitement. Walking down the hallway, she passed her son's bedroom. Since the door was open, she looked in. Timmy was lying on his back, his arms and legs thrown out, the sheet at his hips. Janice smiled with affection and started to move on, then something caught her eye.

She thought she saw the head of her son's cock.

Janice strained her eyes in the darkness, and she was certain that she was seeing the head of his cock. Trying not to think about what she was doing, Janice moved into Timmy's room, then stood at the edge of his bed, looking down at him.

It was definitely the head of his cock she saw. Timmy had a hard-on. She had often imagined seeing his cock so sweetly hard, and now she was seeing his prick for the first time. Her cunt began to throb and became wet as she gazed down at him, and her nipples swelled until they were almost painful. She began to pull and twist at her nipples as she gazed at her son's cock.

Nervously, Janice pulled the sheet down farther, wanting to see all of his cock and not just that swollen cockhead. She shivered as she looked at him. There were a few strands of hair at the base of his cock, and his balls were totally hairless. She wondered if her son could come yet. She was surprised to see that his cock was bigger than she had thought. Somehow she had felt Timmy's cock would be no larger than her finger. Yet his prick was a good three inches long and looked as if his cock would be long and thick when he grew older.

Janice felt an overwhelming desire to touch her son's prick, and she lifted a trembling hand. She paused for a long moment, wondering if he would wake up if she just ran her fingertips along that hardness. She did not want him to wake up and catch her in his room, naked, her hand on his cock. But the impulse to touch his prick just once was so powerful she could not resist.

Her fingertip touched the shaft of his cock lightly, and she was surprised to feel how hot his prick was. Very lightly, Janice moved her fingertips up and down her son's cock. She detected a throb in his prick, and she applied a little more pressure. Her son sighed in his sleep, and she paused, glancing at his face, but he remained still, his eyes closed in sleep.

Once she was assured he was not waking up, she began to fondle his cock again. Only now, she very gently cupped his balls in her palm, cradling them as she slipped her other hand to his cock. Being very careful, she closed her fingers about her son's cock and began to stroke up and down. The way his prick throbbed sent shiver after shiver racing up and down her naked spine. The cheeks of her ass flexed, and she stifled a moan of pleasure when her cunt began to pulsate hotly. Her clit became distended, and she squeezed her thighs together tightly. There was just enough light in the dark room for her to see his cock plainly. Timmy was dripping from the piss hole, and she carefully ran her thumb over the cock fluid. Janice jacked her son's cock slowly, always careful to make sure he would not suddenly wake up and catch her.

She loved the hot hardness of Timmy's cock in her fist, and once again she could not resist the overpowering impulse, and she squeezed his prick gently, feeling the answering throb. His balls drew up in her other hand, and almost burbled with delight. Her eyes remained fixated now on his cock, watching her son's prick in blurry hotness. She was trembling as she fondled him, unable to stop. She had the strangest sensation that she would come if she stood here jacking his cock much longer.

She wanted to come this way. She wanted to come while she held her son's cock. It would be wild, she felt, feeling his balls and cock and coming like mad. And Timmy would never know. He would never know that she, his mother, had come while slowly stroking his cock and balls. She increased the speed of her fist on his cock, applied a bit more pressure to his balls as the swelling inside her cunt grew and bubbled hotly. She was very close to coming now, and her legs became very weak. She was leaning over, her knees bent, and her eyes blazed down upon his throbbing prick. Her lips were parted and she ran her tongue over her dry lips excitedly. She let her imagination flow freely, thinking how nice it would be to feel his lovely hard-on sliding into her burning cunt, how good it would be if Timmy would fuck her, come inside her hairy cunt. She allowed herself to wonder what it would feel like to have his cock between her hot, wet sucking lips. She imagined her son would have a tasty cock, that his come juice would be sweet and delicious as he flowed in spurts over her tongue, down her throat. She became so excited, seeing his cock, touching his cock, thinking what she would love to do with his cock, that she had to turn loose of his balls and begin touching her pussy, rubbing her cunt briskly. She shivered again and slipped a finger into her cunt, thrust it in and out a few times, then brought her finger to her swollen clit. She pressed and rubbed at her clit, her ecstasy growing hotly now. Her orgasm was building until she knew her climax would be a very powerful one. She stroked her son's cock, making sure, in her excitement, that she did not squeeze too hard and wake him up. The hand at her pussy moved up and down her hairy, wet cunt lips, her finger stabbing into the tight heat of her pussy, then up again to rub hard at her steaming clit. Her eyes burned down on his cock and balls; her breath came in short, quiet gasps of intense pleasure. Her tits seemed painfully swollen, and her nipples felt as if they would melt from her flesh. Her orgasm was so close now, burning and bubbling about her cunt until she was ready to scream. She felt her son's cock jerking in her fist now, and she pumped a bit faster. A soft groan came from him. He writhed slowly, but did not wake up. Janice knew at this moment she would not be able to get out of his room in time if he did wake up. Her excitement and weak legs would not have allowed her to flee. She was frozen there until she came. There was another soft grunt from her son, and then Janice felt the warm, slippery come juice spurt from his cock. She moved her hand down quickly, holding his prick, watching him come. The juice spewed upward and landed on his stomach, making a beautiful pool near his belly button. Her fingers ran hard and swift at her cunt as she watched, fascinated, ecstasy filling her veins, as her son came off. His cock throbbed and squirted, and still she did not come. Janice was almost beside herself now with frustration. She almost brutally twisted her clit, her hips shaking and her ass cheeks tightening.

She held her son's cock until he finished coming, and still he slept on, his breathing slower now. Janice stood there looking down at his cock, rubbing furiously and frantically at her cunt. She ran a fingertip over the head of his cock and brought it to her face. She ran her tongue over her finger, tasting her son's come juice, and she came so powerfully she thought she would blow apart. Her naked body was shaking in violent tremors of ecstasy, and she had to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out with the pleasure.

It seemed a long time, but, finally, the trembling stopped, and she turned and left his room quickly, not looking back because she was afraid she would find her son's gaze on her. She went to the kitchen and drank two glasses of water. They didn't help. She was still boiling with desire, with wild excitement. What she had just done filled her horny mind with burning desire for more erotic thrills. She wanted to feel her son's cock pumping in and out of her cunt, thrusting into her mouth, fucking her. She wanted Timmy to fuck her cunt and mouth... to fuck her until she was nothing but a shaking mass of glowing flesh. She had not felt this way for a long time, and she was pleased to know she could still feel such intense feelings.

She lifted her hand and looked at it, feeling as if her son's cock was still in it. She was amazed at what she had done, but felt no guilt or shame at all.

What she felt was a tremendous feeling of pleasure, of excitement, that bubbled and boiled inside her body. Her pussy was slightly sensitive because she had come so powerfully, but she stood there in the kitchen, fingering herself as she relived what she had done to her sleeping son.

As her finger worked in and out of her cunt Janice was not surprised to find no sense of guilt or shame. She knew she was an erotic woman, with a hot cunt and mouth hungry for cock. She had accepted this facet of her personality many years ago, and her husband was delighted by her sexual nature. No, she had nothing to be ashamed of at all.

Janice loved her husband and son dearly and would do anything for them. She spent the remainder of the night wide awake, thinking, wondering. Before dawn, she decided on what to do.

Chapter 2