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Chapter 7

Jerry couldn't wait; seeing his mom tongue-kissing another woman made him hotter than ever, and as he watched her cup one of Debbie's generous breasts, he climbed high between the woman's wide-spread thighs and aimed his swollen cockhead down into the thick brush of her steaming pussy. He could see the cunt lips now, all greasy and inflamed by the eating he had given them, looking juicy and appetizing.

His flanged knob pressed down through the shielding fur and snuggled its blunt, leaking tip against the ineffable softness of Debbie's labia. They were blazing, and he quivered as he pushed his ballooned cockhead hard into them. He felt the woman's body quake, felt the immediate response of her crotch as it lifted to accept him.

Sparing a glance at the way his mom was squeezing her friend's big tits, at the way she was avidly kissing the gasping mouth, Jerry pushed more strongly, and felt his bulb slide into the hot, soapy embrace of Debbie Carter's pussy. It felt as wonderful as it had tasted, all shuddering and deep around his shaft, and Jerry plunged his club deeper, reaching all the way back, all the way up into the tight satin clinging of the new snatch.

She jerked as he touched bottom, when his ridged knob came to rest against the spongy cup of her cervix, and her vagina gripped his buried prick like a sizzling, slippery glove with many rippling fingers. Jerry wiggled it there for a long, breathless moment, then began to draw it back for another thrilling stroke.

Debbie's hungry cunt followed, trying desperately to hold his club locked within its juicy basket, squirmin around his withdrawing cock and building up a powerful suction. He pulled back until only her avid pussy lips were clinging to the flanges of his bulb, then shoved the thick length of it all back into the liquid depths of that wondrously salved snatch.

She felt just as tight as his mom, her cunt almost as rich, and she was using that searing hole as if she had just discovered the pleasures of fucking. Her pussy was greedy, gulping at his prick, hidden muscles squeezing down upon the head when he buried it, releasing him so he could slide back and forth into the hot oils that were flowing so copiously within that exciting sheath.

Ripping her mouth from his mom's, the woman gasped, «Oh! Oh! Your thing is packing me so tightly – your cock! Oh yes, that marvelous, tremendous young cock. There – I said it, and I'll say prick and how it's thrilling my cunt. Oh – uuhh! Darling boy, beautiful boy – oh, fuck me, fuck me!»

«Yes mam',» he said, and continued to work his sturdy rod powerfully into her heaving, bubbling gash. She was one hell of a fuck, he told himself, comparing her twistings and wigglings to the way his mother reacted when his dick was plunging into her. Even if they were both hot as hell, the women moved differently, he thought, and their pussy lubrication didn't feel quite the same. He wondered what Mrs. Carter's husband would think, if he could see his wife impaled upon this big, driving prick, if be could watch how she was going crazy on the sliding meat.

His dad would sure get a bang out of seeing it, Jerry thought, rolling his ass to make his cockhead rake all the tender spots deep within the flexing snatch, to grind his root into the pulsing clit. His dad would like to fuck this woman, too; he'd be a dummy if he didn't, because this Mrs. Hard-up Carter was one live and juicy piece of ass.

She was coming again now, slamming her cunt into his stem and moaning while his mom played with the nipples of those great tits. Jerry watched as Angela lowered her flushed face and began to suck upon one of them, and his hard cock throbbed with pleasure. It was freaky and thrilling to see that, to be fucking a woman while his mom sucked her tits.

Trembling upon his sledging prick, Debbie fell back, her thighs relaxing momentarily, and he kept right on pumping the good meat to her twitching pussy. But he let go her ass and reached around to find his mother's slim hand. Catching her fragile wrist, he drew her hand down across Debbie's sweaty belly and placed the fingers upon that wealth of springy hair.

«Go ahead, mom,» he said. «You want to feel her up, I know. And you told me to be honest in our sex, we should always do what we want. It doesn't turn me off; I think it's great, to see you all hot and loving up another woman.»

He could feel the quiver of her fingers as they slid into Debbie's mound to feel the stretched outline of the other woman's cunt lips, so they could discover the slowly moving slippery roundness of his distended cock.

Debbie really went crazy then, when Angela manipulated her clitoris as Jerry's big shaft was hammering into the farthest reaches of her oily pussy. Her heels drummed upon the mattress, and she threw her arms around Angela's neck, drawing their mouths violently together. Surging her hips, wringing Jerry's cock around inside the narrow, boiling sleeve of her aroused cunt, she laid it up to him in savage, demanding strokes, wanting more meat, insisting that he drive it in her to the balls.

Giving her all he had, he felt the wet slapping of his bag into the hairy crack of her gyrating ass, and knew that his orgasm was gathering strength. The shaky feeling came racing up along his thighs and his balls seemed to expand.

«You love it,» he hissed. «You love my hard prick, Mrs. Carter. You want me to keep fucking you and fucking you, until your pussy collapses, and right now you don't give a shit about your husband or anything else – you just need to ride on my stiff meat. And here it comes, lady! Here it is, all for you – take my come, you beautiful, hot-assed bitch!»

His semen spewed forth from the vibrating head of his cock like a thundering river. It exploded far back inside her quaking pussy, hurling the searing lava of his come over her womb and wetly branding her vaginal walls. Great, slippery gobs of sticky juice splattered her snatch, and his spitting cockhead ballooned so wide that he thought he was going to get locked into the basket of her cunt forever.

Cradled between her straining thighs, gripped by the hairy power of her awakened labia, Jerry became aware that his mother's fingers were still probing Debbie's cunt lips, that she was also lightly fondling the root of his embedded shaft. No wonder the other woman was still jerking and wriggling around on his dripping knob; his mom was driving her wild, playing with the clitoris.

He held his shaft into Debbie's fluctuating hole while she leaped her pelvis against his, as she came again and again, every climax fierce and overwhelming. Jerry watched the woman's face tense and go white, and saw the black eyelashes flutter helplessly.

«She's about to pass out, mom,» he said quickly, and slipped his prick from the sheathing of her wet pussy, leaving a trail of creamy semen down the inside of her olive-skinned thigh as he did so.

Relenting, Angela eased up on her caresses, and when Jerry backed from between the woman's thighs, she snuggled her friend close, turning Debbie toward her so that their fine, high tits fitted together and their smooth bellies met. Her peered closely to see the golden cunt hairs pressing hungrily into the black cunt hairs, and thought that the sight was something else, a vivid image of love between two gorgeous, sexy women. He liked it; he dug it very much, and wanted to see more.

Maybe they would go down on each other, eat each other's juicy cunt, running their tongues in and out and wiggling all the time, grinding their gorgeous asses and humping.

It was more groovy because they also wanted him too, perhaps even needed him to make their loving complete. These women weren't gay, he knew; he'd read about gay chicks and guys, but his mom and Debbie both dug a man's fucking first. He wondered if what they were doing, and the wilder things they would do in the future, made them bisexuals. From the way they acted, neither of them had ever been involved with a woman before, and maybe he had been the catalyst that turned them on to doing their thing with each other, after keeping the sensual urges secret for so long.

But after a minute or so of quiet adoration, they drew apart and turned onto their backs. Debbie's eyes were still closed, and her plush body was limp. Jerry realized that his mom had only backed off to give her friend time to rest and recover, and thought that the pussy-eating, the solid screwing, he had given to Mrs. Carter must have shaken the woman tremendously, and her sexual explosions had been considerably heightened by the touch of homosexuality. For the moment, Debbie Carter was drained, spent, pumped dry of emotions, and her head was probably going around and around as all the new ideas spun madly inside her brain.

She was going to be fine, Jerry thought; Debbie was eager and hot, and once she had fully accepted the open, honest approach to being fucked, she would be an even better screw. He admitted that by solving one problem, by he and his mother drawing this lusty woman into their private circle, they had also added another problem of additional dimensions. Right next door, never dreaming that his wife had been so thoroughly screwed, was Lester Carter; and somewhere around, was their young daughter.

Moving to the edge of the bed, Jerry swung his legs over and put his feet down against the carpet. Mary Carter was a cute little kid, all right, but she was still a kid. His experience had been with older women, married women, and Jerry didn't think a young chick could be a better fuck, in any way. Besides, she might get all freaked out, if she was to discover that the kid next door was putting the prick to her mom, and to his own mother, also.

And Mr. Carter: the man didn't seem at all like Jerry's dad; he was no swinger, not the type of guy who would set up his son to ball his wife. A quiet man, Debbie's husband, and kind of tired looking most of the time. He didn't do much, except watch TV and read, when he wasn't working. But he might be able to get real pissed off if he found out Jerry was screwing his wife.

Mom would have to work all this out with him, he thought, looking down at his softened prick. It might be possible for them to keep it undercover, making it with Debbie, but when his dad came home, they'd have to tell him, and let Mack Winston in on some of that slippery, greedy pussy. His mother had said that Debbie already had the hots for his dad, and it would be a shame to deprive them of the chance to get together and ball.

Picturing that, his horny father pumping away between Debbie's ripe thighs, Jerry thought it would be fun, to be right there next to them, and pounding the cock to his mom at the same time. They could come in one pussy, then swap over to another one.

He went into the bathroom to take a leak, and when he came back out, his mother was sitting up, looking graceful and extremely beautiful. He'd never tire of seeing her this way, Jerry knew, her nude body glistening, her magniflcent tits thrusting out so proudly, their strong nipples like luscious pink cherries.

She said softly, «Debbie is coming around, darling. Do you think you can make it with her – with us – again, before she has to go home? She can't stay over here with us all night, you know, as much as we would like her to.»

«Sure,» he answered. «You were right, mom; screwing another woman is exciting, but I'll always be hung up on your sweet pussy. Do you have anything special in mind? I mean, I can see that you want to swing with her yourself, and I can wait, or help you some way -«

Angela shook her head, the golden waterfall of her thick hair spilling over the creamy roundness of her bare shoulders. «I can always do that, but right now, I think I'd really enjoy you banging us both, or feeding us your lovely cock, or doing all that.»

«I'm ready,» he said, fondling his prick and feeling the surge of blood beginning to pack the shaft, knowing the lifting and swelling of his ever ready cockhead.

On the bed, Debbie stirred, her eyes opening slowly, dark eyes with a new and heady excitement moving within them like so many little hot lights. «You two are talking about me as if I'm not here. Yes, I was shaken clear down to my toes by what I did, and by what was done to me. But I'm ready, too – for anything.»

«Okay,» Jerry said. «I don't know if you've ever eaten your husband's cock, but from the way you talked about him only kissing your pussy, I figure you haven't. So I'm going to fuck you for awhile first and get you heated up again, then I'll feed you my meat. And if I can hold out all right, I'll do the same thing to my mother, going back and forth between you.

Debbie Carter trembled, but firmed her chin and repeated, «I'm ready.»

So he climbed onto the bed and set himself back between her chubby thighs, comparing their ripe roundness with his mom's long, sleek ones, and liking them both. Jerry didn't wait, didn't even take time to caress the woman's mellow tits or to fondle her legs; he poised his spread glans against the greasy lips of her shaggy cunt and speared up into the drenched sheath of her vagina.

Already recovered from his last ejaculation, Jerry felt strong, as if he could fuck all night and well into the next day, and he knew a little twinge of regret that this lush and lovely woman couldn't remain with them through the evening, sleep with them. He drove his big staff home to the hilt, lancing her deeply with its hardness and slamming the head to the far end of her tight snatch, Debbie shook with the force of that initial plunge, recovering to grind her pelvis avidly into his own, humping swiftly and frantically to have herself another gratifying orgasm, and he felt that she was also worrying about having to cut short her screwing.

Stroking her until Debbie shuddered to a quick, wet climax, he pulled out and climbed up her supine body, straddling it and bending down his slippery prick to place it between the generous mounds of her breasts. Squeezing the globes together with both hands, Jerry worked his ass back and forth, sliding his balls over her warm skin, titty-fucking her as she stared big-eyed down to watch his bulging knob pop out.

He took weight from her and leaned forward, letting go her breasts and taking hold of her head. Debbie flinched. «I – I never did this before. Will it hurt? It's so big, Jerry, I don't know if I can -«

Not giving the woman a chance to think it over and perhaps cop out because of her programming, he forced the rubbery, slick bulb of his reddened prick to her lips and commanded, «Eat it.»

Trembling, her red lips parted, and he thrust his cockhead between them, giving her a taste of her own pussy as well, filling her startled mouth with his glans. Her mouth was smaller than his mother's, he found, and her cheeks puffed out as her tongue quivered beneath his knob, but the cavity was just as hot and slippery, so he stroked it gently into her face, the lightly haired sack of his balls against her chin. He could feel the nipples of her big tits touching them below, and exulted in the sensation of complete dominance over this lovely woman, this other man's wife who had never eaten a cock before.

But as Debbie got into the swing of the act, and started to wiggle her tongue around, Jerry remembered that his mother needed some more sex, too, that she was waiting patiently beside them. He backed his tingling prick from Debbie's lips and moved over.

One knee upon each side of his mom's golden head, he let her nibble at his balls, and felt her agile tongue sliding up beneath his hard shaft before it curled around his puffy knob. She took it into her lips, slid the tip along the roof of her mouth, and her fingers toyed with the rest of the pole she couldn't get inside, played with his balls.

His mother kept her blue eyes open, staring up into his, as if she was also making a deeply moving physical contact that way, letting him see the sensuous enjoyment she was getting from sucking on his cockhead. She really knew how to do it, he thought, grinding his crotch and working his glans around her mouth, over her tongue and against the slidy heat of her inner cheeks.

But if he kept it up, he knew damned well she would make him come, and Jerry wanted to satisfy her first. She moaned and made a face when he slid his bulb from between her siphoning lips, but he drew it down between the satin heapings of her breasts, then across the trembling arch of her white belly. When he reached the sultry hairing of her pulsing mound, his mom was lifting it to him, aching for the immersion of his meat into her wetly eager snatch.

Closing about the smooth thrust of his prick, Angela's trained pussy pulled him into its flexing depths, into the greasy, thrilling hole that snugged it so well. Jerry held it shoved full length into her for a long, erotic moment, not stroking as his mom wriggled passionately upon the embedded knob. She had that very special moistness, that particular motion that seemed more sexy than any other woman could develop, and he adored the cunt he was jammed into.

Angela rode his staff with serpentine rollings of her svelte hips, with lithe and hungry pistonings of her pelvis, and Jerry saw that she was holding tightly to Debbie's hand. Forcing his stem more strongly up against his mother's clitoral hood, he pumped steadily, trying to concentrate on other things, in order to bring her to a good orgasm without going off himself.

The husband next door, he thought; the cute girl who'd probably freak right out if she could see what was happening upon this bed. If either of the remaining Carter's saw their mother-wife bare-assed and panting for him, they'd think they'd gone crazy. Or else, they'd get so hot they couldn't stand it.

Almost as hot as he was getting, he thought, and was glad when his mother shivered violently, her pussy thrumming around his sliding rod as she came in a series of twisting humps of her crotch. Jerry let his cock rest in her for awhile, scared to move for fear his semen would come leaping out before he was ready and she felt so damned good, so squishy and wiggly in the seething depths of her magic cunt.

It was several seconds before Jerry even dared to whip out his prick and lean back upon his haunches. The air cooled his feverish cock somewhat, and he saw that Debbie's eyes were fixed with fascination upon the polished, reddened knob that glistened from the warm juices of the pussy it had just left.

«I think I can make one more round,» he said, and moved over to place himself between the woman's plush, thighs. The black dewiness of her vulva shone up at him, anxious to be stretched once more by the long thickness of his swollen prick.

Taking more time to let the pressure subside in his balls, he slipped a finger into the red lips of her steaming labia, and probed the velvet sleeve of Debbie's pussy for while, coming up as she squirmed to manipulate her clit; it was bigger than his mom's, he discovered, almost like a little prick standing out hard and trembling. Jerry teased it until the woman came furiously, her marvelously haired snatch bucking, as she cried out in intense pleasure.

When she had sagged back, he took out his finger and set the spongy bulb of his rested prick into those beguiling, bearded cunt lips and shoved. They opened to take him in, going elastic and spreading to encircle the heavy roundness of his distended cock. His meat filled her pussy, packed it from end to end, and Debbie wriggled upon it.

«It's always so big and hard,» she panted. «Oh, I can't believe that my pussy can take it all. Ahh, darling! You touch bottom with every stroke, and your cockhead feels like it's going to come out through my stomach. Oh – ahh – lay it into my cunt, you sweet boy; fuck me over and over, because I love you, because I adore that big, wonderful prick of yours.»

Rocking backward and forward into the furry basket of her crotch, Jerry hammered his shaft into her greedy snatch, building her to a softly shrieking climax. Debbie's cunt tried to eat up his prick, clamping and jerking upon it, and she clawed at his shoulders with hooked fingers as she came, and came again.

Jerry's heart was pounding and his balls were threatening to blow themselves apart. Swiftly, he yanked his slippery cock from the suction of her undulating pussy and crawled back up Debbie's nakedly heaving body. Catching her black hair in both hands, he lifted her face as he guided the greasy head of his hard shaft against her gasping mouth. The woman's red lips were soft, and he saw the flash of her white teeth before the swollen bulb of his prick covered them.

«Eat It now,» he hissed, sliding his glans far into her mouth and touching the tip of it against the silken goblet of her throat. «Gobble it on down, Mrs. Carter – suck on my cock and lick it, as you never did to your husband. I'm going to pump my come right on down your throat this time, Debbie; you're going to swallow it all, drink it down.»

Maybe Debbie struggled a little, or she might have simply been eager to get with it, but he held her head in position anyhow, and fed his meat back and forth into her mouth. Jerry fucked her mouth, packed it and stroked it, running his cockhead across her quivering tongue and over the roof of her mouth, but being careful not to choke the woman as he reached into her throat.

Like a steam line breaking, his prick suddenly jetted live hotness into Debbie Carter's mouth, a gush of bubbling thick semen that puffed out her cheeks and flooded her tongue. The rich cream hosed far back into her throat, and she had to swallow rapidly, so she could breathe around the deluge. Jerry felt a growing suction, a drawing pressure upon his knob as the woman sucked upon it, as his vital juices flowed down her throat and into her belly. She didn't flinch at her first inundation of come, but reveled in its release, her eyes closed in rapture and her full body arching.

Angela said softly, «Oh wow – she loves semen as much as I do; she's just never had a chance to swallow it before. See, Jerry – in a way, you got a cherry from her, did something to Debbie that no man ever did. But every time you put that immense cock into a woman, it makes her feels as if she's being fucked for the first time, anyhow.»

Holding it in the woman's mouth until she had drained the final droplet of his juice, Jerry then backed it from her greedy lips and lifted himself from off her body. He felt damned good, being able to turn on a pair of such lovely women as these two, and even if there was a slight nagging in the back of his head, a fear of discovery by Debbie's husband, he sublimated it. Hell, he thought, lying down upon his back between the two beautiful, warmly naked bodies, he would fuck Debbie and his mom even if he knew somebody would beat the shit out of him because of it.

He put a hand upon each of their palpitating cunts and cupped the hairy mounds lovingly, his center flngers lightly probing the greasy slits buried so deeply in different colored pubic hair. Snatches like these should never be allowed to go to waste, and as long as he could raise a hard, he would see to it that they didn't stay empty for long. And if his cock went soft for some unknown reason, he'd pack each delicious pussy with his tongue.

Besides, he thought, his mother and her best friend certainly had a thing for each other, and they would soon be fulfilling their desires in that direction. He would watch and join in, share them as they shared their bodies and their love.