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Chapter 10

Lester Carter was high. But Jerry thought the man was as stoned on sex as he was on bourbon; the boozing had started out as a cover-up for Lester's embarrassment, a shield for what was left of his hangups. But now he was ready to try just about anything, more at ease with himself and the other naked people around him.

He sat back on the couch with a half a hard-on, a tall glass in one hand, and no longer turning to one side or using a sofa pillow to hide his genitals. Angela was on one side, and his wife on the other, both of them looking beautiful and sensuous. Jerry was back in his father's big chair, just as glad that he didn't need alcohol to get himself turned on.

Shaking his head, Lester said, «I never would have believed it. I mean, it's so fantastic, to think that I'm actually sitting here, that my neighbor's lovely wife just balled me, and at the insistence of my own wife. The entire situation gets more weird when I remember seeing Debbie take that big cock over there – and not only watching her get fucked, but enjoying the sight. Pretty soon, I'm going to wake up.»

Angela laughed softly. «Not unless you want to, Lester; not unless you really want to go back to your old sex life, and climb back down into that rut you and Debbie were in.»

«No way,» Debbie said emphatically. «If my husband does that, he can damned well do it without me. I've never known what screwing was really like, never had the chance to let myself go. Now I'm being honest with myself, and I'm not about to go back to lying and pretending I'm not all that sensuous, or any of that crap. When I want to fuck I'm going to fuck.»

They looked great together, Jerry thought – the red-headed guy in the middle, muscled up and excited, the guys naked wife, firm and rounded, with those great, soft tits and the marvelous, heavily haired mound so black and beautiful; and Jerry's mother, sleek and slender, yet with high, full breasts and svelte hips, the glory of her golden snatch like a pile of curly sunshine, her legs willowy and supple and intimately beguiling.

Lester said then, «I didn't mean I don't enjoy all this, dear. I do, more than anything. I'll admit that I've always wanted to know what it was like, to get in between Angela's long legs, but I never went so far as to imagine she would go down on me. It's just – oh hell; how does a guy justify it to himself, getting a kick out of his own wife being rammed by a huge, young prick?»

Angela said, «You don't have to justify anything, Lester. What you feel is right, and what Debbie feels – that's what is important. It doesn't mean that you love each other any less; maybe it means you love each other more. As for me, I wouldn't permanently change my husband for any other guy, but I need more sexual excitement than he can give me alone, and Mack understands that, just as I understand his needs when he's away.»

Putting his hand upon one of Angela's bare thighs, Lester said, «But what about you and Jerry? That's kind of offbeat, you have to admit.»

«Only because the rest of society thinks so, not me. I think our children couldn't get better, more tender, or more loving sex than to start with their parents. After all, we already love them esthetically, and to love them sexually makes the concept complete. And if we're lucky enough to be able to teach them properly, to make them proud of their bodies instead of ashamed, then they won't have any of our old hangups.»

Lester frowned. «I don't know; I mean – hell; I have a young daughter, but I never thought about fucking her.»

«Oh come on, now,» Debbie cut in. «I've seen you eyeing Mary's tight little butt, and sneaking looks at her tits.»

«Okay, maybe I have; she's a beautiful little girl. But I just kind of look; I don't really plan on putting it to her. Some kid will, and I might be jealous of him, but – okay, okay; thinking about screwing her isn't the same thing as actually going ahead with it. Even if she would let me.» Lester tossed down the rest of his drink and got off the couch to walk over to the little bar in the corner and pour himself another. Jerry hoped the guy wouldn't get too smashed, so he wouldn't be able to do some more fucking.

Angela stretched, lifting her arms above her head and lifting the luscious mounds of her breasts, pushing out her small, trim feet. «Maybe your girl has already started balling. If so, let's hope that she's enjoying it, that she hasn't been traumatized by some clumsy, stupid kid and turned off of screwing.»

«Damn,» Lester said. «That would be such a waste. Mary is so cute, so sexy looking and sweet. I – Debbie, what the hell do you think about that?»

Debbie said, «I think you want to lay your daughter, but you're afraid. Look at Angela and Jerry; they're very happy about screwing each other, and I can testify that Angela is right about teaching the young, because Jerry is one hell of a lover, through his mother's experience and instructions.»

For the first time since he had watched the meat being put to his wife's shaggy cunt, Lester looked directly at Jerry. «You don't feel guilty about sticking your own mother, or feel funny because you're laying your father's wife?»

«No,» Jerry answered truthfully. «I feel great about it. I feel proud that my mom is so beautiful and such a great fuck. If she hadn't broken me in right, I couldn't have given your wife a good screwing. And my dad wants me to fuck Angela, so the only thing I feel guilty about is us bringing you into the group, because he asked me to keep her out of trouble.»

Debbie sat up on the couch, her heavy breasts bobbing. «There won't be any trouble, darling. I promise you that. Lester and I are in too deep, and neither of us wants out.»

«Still,» Jerry said, «dad meant for me to keep mom satisfied so she wouldn't be laying other women's husbands.»

«It's all right,» Angela said. «Really, baby – it's just fine. When Mack comes home, you'll see.»

Lester rattled ice in his glass as he drank, then he said, «What I'd like to see is a boy put his cock to his own mother. And I'd like to get reacquainted with my wife's juicy cunt. Somehow, that seems more exciting to me than it's ever been.»

«Being open does that to everyone,» Angela commented, and smiled at Jerry. «Do you feel like taking on your mom, baby?»

«Any time,» he answered. «All the time.»

«Let's keep it free and easy,» Angela suggested. «Debbie, why don't you lie down here on the carpet with me, so we can be close while we're being fucked?»

«Why don't I?» Debbie said, and took her friend's hand.

Soon, Jerry thought, very soon now, these two glamorous, passionate women would throw aside the last of their conventions and make voluptuous love to each other. But at the moment, it was going to be a blast to change back and forth in their cunts, swapping places with Lester as they both fucked.

Because the guy still seemed a little uncertain, Jerry moved first, his prick held stiffly out before him, his balls swinging heavily in their wrinkled sack. On her back, his mother waited for him, the pink nipples of her tits hard and throbbing, a dewy heat rising from the alluring shape of her silken mound, her slim thighs opened for him.

Kneeling between her legs, Jerry caressed them slowly, moving his palms over the shapely calves and the satin kneecaps, over the firm lengths of those glowing thighs. He said, «I've been fascinated by this beautiful body ever since I started to grow up; I dreamed about how this lovely pussy would look close up, how it would feel around my hard prick. And now I know how good my dad has had it all these years; now I know what a terrific fuck my mom is.»

He bent to kiss the radiant curls of her cunt, tasting the sweetness of her palpitating labia with his tongue.

Beside them, Debbie said huskily, «I'm going to do that, too.»

Jerry was conscious of Lester moving close and standing by; he could feel the man's eyes upon them, and decided to go ahead and eat his mom's feverish pussy before mounting her. Hands pressing against her slender hips, he began to lick over her lower belly while she writhed in delighted anticipation. Her cunt hair tickled his nose, and he burrowed gently into the exotic warmth of them.

When he slid his tongue deeply into her labia, he heard a gasp from his mom, and from Lester Carter, too. The man had never eaten a pussy, or even seen it done, Jerry thought, and felt older than Lester, more experienced as he delved into Angela's oily snatch and felt her pelvis heaving. Her juices flowed like honey, and he lapped them thirstily, finding her vibrant clitoris right away. Drawing it into his lips, he sucked upon the spongy nub, and his mom rolled her crotch in a growing rapture.

Cutting his eyes to his left, he could see Debbie watching intently. The woman's tits were rising and falling rapidly, and she was fingering into the black-haired lips of her own eager pussy. But she wasn't alone very long; her husband was suddenly there between her plump legs, stooping to kiss her trembling belly.

«If that kid can do it,» he said, «then so can I. Debbie, your cunt is beautiful, and I'm going to kiss it.»

«Not just kiss it,» the woman answered. «You're going to eat it, Les; just shove your tongue on inside me, the way Jerry is doing to his mom's pussy. If you have any trouble finding my clit, I'll help you. Oh

– you don't know how long I've wanted this.»

Jerry nuzzled deeper into the steaming cunt he was loving with his mouth and tongue and teeth. Sucking upon it, he fondled the cheeks of his mother's surging ass, and licked faster against her inflamed clitoris. Angela bucked against his face, and her thighs closed around his head, as they usually did when she was getting close to an orgasm. So he couldn't see what was going on beside them as Lester Carter ate pussy for the first time. But he could hear Debbie moaning and make out sucking noises, so he figured the guy was doing all right.

«Darling!» his mother gasped. «Oh darling boy – I'm coming, coming! Oh, eat me, you sweet little bastard – eat your mommy's hot pussy!»

Redoubling his efforts, Jerry brought her to a sizzling, jerking climax. Her hairy snatch hammered into his mouth and against his teeth as he used his tongue like a twisting probe inside the slippery velvet sheath. Angela's crotch strained to him and held tightly for a long, shuddering moment; then the grip of his mother's smooth thighs loosened, and her pelvis fell away. Normally, Jerry would have kept right on eating her, so he could lift her to a series of orgasms, make her come again and again, because she never tired of this matchless intimacy.

But now he lifted his smeared face and watched the other man working at Debbie's ebony-haired snatch. The woman was jamming her pussy up into her husband's mouth, swinging her plush hips and grinding her pelvis into Lester's face as she went wild with the oral loving he was giving her. She was making up for all the years she hadn't gotten it.

«Move your tongue higher,» Debbie commanded. «Up some more – ah yes, that's it, that's it! Rub in into my clit, dear – oohh! Now suck me there, pull it into your teeth and bite it – AHHH!»

With a pounding of her crotch and a seesawing of her hips, Debbie churned her blazing snatch into her husband's mouth, shuddering from head to toe as she hit and held a tremendous orgasm. Jerry thought that it must be really fabulous for her, getting it like that from her old man for the first time in their married lives. He was glad that he'd been the first to turn her on orally, and had shown her how wonderful it could be. But of course, he wouldn't have known how to go about it himself, if his sexy, open mother hadn't given him such sweet and lascivious instructions.

Lester seemed dazed as he took his face from between his wife's rounded thighs, but Jerry noticed that the guy kept licking at his lips, running his tongue over them to taste any cunt juice left there.

Coming to his knees, Jerry slid up to his mom's golden basket, aiming his swollen cockhead into the wetly waiting mound where the deep pink lips beckoned. Her aroused pussy was a damp oven, and avid for the entrance of his glans, so he slid it into her labia and felt them part for the knob. Always tight, always hot, her wondrous pussy snuggled around the movement of his penetrating shaft as his mother arched her back and lifted her silken crotch to take in all his gorged meat.

At his shoulder, Lester said in awe, «I didn't think you'd get all that club into her, kid. But there it is, buried to the balls.»

«Buried inside my mom's slippery cunt,» Jerry said, «just as you'd dig having your hard cock stuck into your daughter's beautiful young pussy, and just as she would dig having it locked into her.»

Angela writhed upon his embedded pole, so he stroked her with it, rolling his hips from side to side so she could feel the flanged head caressing the cup of her womb, so she could know the thrill of the swollen root against her clit.

Lester couldn't wait to get into his wife's hole. The man hurried to cram his stiff rod into the softly giving mound, and worked it home with a long, sliding thrust. It was different for him now, Jerry saw, far more exciting, almost as if he was getting into a strange pussy. The Carters began to fuck eagerly, and Jerry wondered if Lester would blow off too quickly, because he wanted them to shift back and forth, their dicks dipping into a black-haired snatch, then a golden one.

Reaching in and out of his mom's flexing vagina, Jerry kept moving until she hissed between locked teeth and her cunt seethed around his cock like a heated whirlpool. A moment after she came, he pulled out and touched Lester on the shoulder to say, «May I cut in?»

The guy blinked at him; Debbie was grinding and humping on his prick, but he saw what Jerry had in mind, and nodded. His wife moaned a protest as Lester withdrew his reddened shaft and moved back, but she looked up into Jerry's face then, and lifted her ass so that her cunt would open wider for his big pole.

«If she gets too hot for you,» he said to Lester, «just stop shoving it to her; hold it deep and let her work her clitoris over the stem of your cock so she can come without making you hit it.»

«Yeah,» the guy grunted, and slipped his greasy knob up into the welcoming gash of Angela's hungry mound. Jerry watched the hard meat glide into his mom's vagina and saw balls settle into the feathery crack of her uplifted and twitching ass.

Lester hadn't had much practice, he thought, and would be lucky if he could hold off, because Angela's pussy was already doing tricks, wringing down upon the shaft and backing off, only to come wheeling around the cockhead again. Fucking Angela Winston when she was really aroused was like shoving your dick into a mixmaster, Jerry knew, a mixmaster with soft rubber blades that had hot butter poured over them.

But Debbie was doing all right, too, and he paid more attention to the flowing cunt she was hammering around his club. Holding to the woman's big, soft tits, Jerry rode her steadily, pumping the cock to her tempestuous snatch with long and thrilling strokes. She came violently and tried to lift him off the floor, tried to devour his submerged prick with her cunt, her vaginal muscles biting down on him and the cheeks of her ass snapping tightly shut.

«Oh! Oh! Jerry darling – how I love your big cock – love it in me, adore it filling up my pussy like this. Oh – every time I breathe, I hit another little orgasm.»

On his right, Lester was feeding the meat to Angela, and she was plunging like a bucking horse. Even if Lester went off in her, Jerry thought that he would save his load for his mother's inflamed pussy, and backed slowly out of Debbie's. Lester anticipated him this time, and snatched his cock away from Angela quickly. The head of it was polished and expanded, all trembling and on the verge of exploding.

«Just hang loose as you can,» Jerry advised. I know that your wife wants that wad of semen inside her.»

Hesitating, clamping a tight hold around the base of his stubby prick, Lester finally dared to move, and inched over to take his place between Debbie's polished olive thighs. Holding a deep breath, he set the puffed glans into his wife's quivering hot labia and shoved hard, pushed deeply, burying his rod full length into her writhing body.

It only took a couple of seconds, a couple of convulsive strokes before Lester went off inside Debbie's flexing snatch like a bomb, and the feel of his spurting come made his wife churn insanely, her plump legs waving and, her crotch blurring as she sought and found the soaring crescendo of her own ecstatic climax.

Then it was Jerry's turn; his prick eased slickly into his mother's enchanted pussy, and as he drove it home to the hilt, she whipped her long legs up and around him, pinning him within their tender entrapment. They fucked with powerful, sledging motions, pelvis to pelvis, their asses gyrating and his shaft making wetly suctioning noises within her quaking vagina. When his long-held semen gushed bubbling from his cockhead, she accepted its gift with pile-driving satisfaction, crying out softly as she came.