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CHAPTER TWO

After dropping Nancy off, Ben headed home himself. He hadn't expected to be back that early, but, there was nothing else to do but go home and watch TV. When he walked into the house, he was very surprised not to find his parents up. The living room was empty.

Ben was puzzled, because it was only ten o'clock. He glanced in the kitchen, found nobody there, and then started down the hall. That was when he heard giggling coming from the master bedroom. He tiptoed to the door and pressed his ear against it. That was his mom laughing, all right.

"Bill," she said, "you aren't horny or anything, are you?"

Ben heard his dad reply, "You better believe I am, and now that we've got the house to ourselves, we can fuck in any room we want to."

Ben drew back from the door, blushing. His parents obviously weren't expecting him home for quite awhile. He wondered what to do. Then he heard their voices getting nearer, and he ducked into the hall closet. Bill and Meg Andrews were laughing as they came out of their room, and there was the sound of playful scuffling. Peering through the keyhole, Ben saw that his father was dragging his mother toward the living room.

"Bill, you're crazy," Meg laughed. "We can't get it on in the living room. Ben might come home."

"Not when he's got a chance to make it with Nancy Taylor," Bill chuckled. "That boy will stay out till the last possible minute."

Ben smiled ruefully. His dad's logic was pretty good, but he hadn't figured on Nancy wanting to go home so early. Ben watched as his parents wrestled their way down the hall, still wondering what to do. The most polite thing would be to slip out the back door and come back later, leaving them in privacy. But somehow he knew he wasn't going to do that.

His parents had always been affectionate, kissing and hugging in front of him, but he'd never seen them do anything really passionate. He'd never seen them get it on. They were so careful about that that he'd never even heard them at night. So he was burning with curiosity now. As they reached the living room, he slipped out of the closet and followed, keeping to the shadows of the hallway.

"Bill, this is insane," his mother was laughing.

"Aw, come on, honey," Bill Andrews said, "it'll be fun to do something different for a change."

"Well, I have to agree with that," Meg sighed.

"Great, then let's get to it," Bill leered, pulling her into his arms and kissing her.

It wasn't just the friendly little smooch they usually exchanged when Ben was around. This was a serious, hungry kiss, and Bill worked his tongue into Meg's mouth and cupped her shapely ass, pulling her tight against him. From the shadows Ben watched and felt himself getting hotly turned on. For one crazy moment he found himself wishing he could be in his father's place.

Then he reminded himself that that attractive brunette was his mother and that he had no business getting turned on to her. Yet he'd always found her sexy, even when he was a little kid. On the tall side, slim and shapely, with a pretty face and dazzling smile, his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world to him. He couldn't blame his dad for being so turned on by her.

Bill Andrews was a big man, just over six feet tall, his body rugged and muscular from years of hard work. Ben envied his physique and hoped that some day he could build up his own lean body to that extent. In fact he was feeling all kinds of envy for his dad tonight, not only for his muscles but for his woman. Ben just couldn't help wanting to hold and kiss his pretty mom. He stifled a sigh of lust as they finally broke their steamy kiss and came up for air.

"Let's get rid of our clothes," Bill grinned. "I'll pull the drapes first," Meg laughed. "I don't want to give the neighbors a free show."

"Oh, right," Bill chuckled, "I forgot all about that."

Meg drew away from him, and Ben saw that the fly of his jeans was enormously tented. No wonder he'd forgotten about the drapes. He probably had just one thought right now, getting his rocks off. He kicked away his shoes and pulled off his t-shirt, revealing his massive hairy chest. Meg finished drawing the drapes and stared at him hungrily as he continued to undress.

No wonder she was turned on, Ben thought wistfully. His dad was hard-muscled, tan and hairy, a really macho guy. Now he skinned out of his jeans and was down to just his shorts, the crotch bulging obscenely. Meg licked her lips and reddened a little with excitement as he began to peel the shorts carefully down over his swollen cock.

"Wait a second, honey," Meg said huskily, "let me do that for you."

"Sure, baby," Bill grinned.

Deftly she caught the waistband of his shorts and rolled the garment down. His thick eight-inch cock came into view, the engorged purple head leaking hot juice. Meg revealed his prick gradually, savoring the sight of it, and Ben could tell she was really excited. No wonder. His dad was hung like a horse. Ben knew he wasn't so badly endowed himself, but he couldn't compete with that giant boner.

Meg helped Bill out of his shorts, then fisted his huge hard cock and pumped it as she leaned in to kiss him on the mouth. They exchanged darting tongues, and all the while she eagerly pumped his meat in her hot little fist. Ben shivered with longing, remembering how exciting it had felt when Nancy had played with his cock. As he relived that moment, his tireless teenage prick swelled and stiffened.

He had another hard-on. That had to be about a dozen today. He'd had a hard-on when he woke up, and he kept getting them all day as he thought of all the delicious things he wanted to do with Nancy. Then of course he'd had a hard-on all evening just from being next to her. Sometimes all those cock-stands could be a drag. Like right now he really wanted to jack off, but he was afraid of being caught.

So he'd just have to stand there and be horny. Of course he could go to his room and masturbate, but no way was he going to leave now, when the excitement was just starting. His parents broke their kiss, and Meg stepped back and pulled off her shirt. Ben's cock gave a violent horny lurch in his jeans as he ogled the tightly packed cups of his mom's white lacy bra. Grinning at her husband, Meg reached around and unhooked the bra and let it drop away. Ben almost came in his pants.

His mother had gorgeous tits, on the large side, with big cone-shaped nipples. He could have gone on staring at her luscious tits for hours, but Bill's hands got in the way. The big man cupped the creamy globes and began to squeeze hot fistfuls of tit. Meg's dark eyes got glassy with lust. Bill rubbed his thumbs over her light pink nipples and teased them into long stiff nubs.

"Mmmmmmm, you devil, you're getting me so turned on," Meg said huskily.

"That's the whole idea," Bill leered.

While he squeezed her tits and caressed her lust-engorged nipples, she unzipped her jeans and let them drop. She stepped out of them wearing just her white lace bikini panties, and Ben stifled a groan of longing. His mom was thirty-seven years old, but she had the body of a much younger woman, sleek and firm and curvy. He ached to run his hands over her satiny skin.

Obviously his dad had the same notion, because he pulled her to him and pawed her hungrily, running his hands right down inside her panties and squeezing her nice firm ass. Meg gurgled with excitement. He began to inch down her panties, and Ben held his breath. Gradually her bush was revealed, a glossy dark triangle of thick fur. Ben wished he could touch that silky warm fur and feel his mom's hot moist pussy.

The panties slithered down her long shapely legs, and she kicked them away. She and Bill sank down on the thick rug and rolled around, kissing and pawing each other. Ben told himself that he really ought to leave now, that it wasn't polite to watch, but he didn't budge from his hiding place. He knew that wild horses couldn't drag him away now. He just had to see what fucking was like.

But apparently he was going to have to wait some time for that, because his folks didn't seem to be in any big hurry. They seemed to get off on a whole lot of kissing and fondling. Finally Bill rolled Meg onto her back and pushed her legs apart, and Ben ogled the bright red line of her slit between the fringes of dark curls. Bill folded back the furry lips and exposed the pea-size lump of her clit.

"Is that still the magic button?" he grinned.

"Why don't you find out?" Meg leered.

He pressed the tip of his index finger to her rosy joy button and began to rub it in a circular motion. Meg gave a little moan, and pearly liquid began to ooze from her cunt and dribble down the crack of her ass. She lay there flushed and panting as Bill stimulated her clit with his fingertip. Ben wished he was doing that to her, giving her hot stabs of pleasure with his finger and driving her to a fever pitch of arousal.

"Oooooo, yes, baby, that feels great," she moaned.

"I know something that'll feel even greater," Bill leered.

He crawled between her legs and brought his face right down into her pussy, fanning it with his hot breath. Meg moaned in anticipation. Ben watched intently, wondering just exactly what his dad was going to do. He'd heard vaguely about going down on girls, giving them head, but he had no idea what was involved. Now his dad stuck out his tongue and started whipping it all over his mom's pussy.

"Ahhhhhh, yes, Bill," Meg whimpered, "lick my pussy, it feels so good."

Ben shivered with arousal and damned near came. It excited him to hear that husky, horny tone of his mother's voice, a tone he'd never heard before. It excited him even more to fantasize being in his dad's place, lashing his tongue all over her hot red slit and driving her out of her mind with pleasure. He'd have given anything to do that.

While she panted and whimpered, Bill lathered her whole luscious-looking gash with his hot spit. Then he used the stiff tip of his tongue to rim the drooling little mouth of her cunt, and that seemed to drive her wild. She screwed her eyes shut, and her teeth flashed in a lusty grimace. Hot cream poured from her box, and Bill tongued it up and ate it.

"Ohhhhhhhh, baby, give me more," Meg whined, "stick your whole big tongue up my cunt."

Bill leered at her lust-contorted face, then made his tongue long and rigid. He crammed it into her cunt, and she arched her body to take it as deep as she could. Her hoarse moan told how, great it felt to take that wet slab of meat up her hungry little fuck hole.

"Unnnnhhhhhh, my God, I love it," she sobbed.

Ben's cock threatened to erupt from his jeans. He wanted so desperately to be in his father's place, jamming his tongue up his mom's hot little cunt, giving her blast after blast of pleasure. As he watched, Bill began to tongue-fuck her expertly, working the slippery meat in and out of her twat just like a big stiff cock. Meg moaned with ecstasy and fed him hot spurts of cream.

"Do it to me, do it to me," she chanted, "don't stop, honey, make me come."

Ben was so dizzy with lust by now, he had to lean against the wall. It felt like his tight jeans just couldn't contain his lurching cock any longer, and he unzipped his fly and eased out his aching hard-on. He pumped his swollen dick as he watched his parents, wishing that somehow he could cram it into his mother's juice-filled pussy hole. He knew he'd come like a bomb. He'd give her gallons of his steaming jizz.

But that would have to remain a fantasy.

His mother already had a stiff cock ready and waiting for her. Bill crouched between her legs, pistoning his thick tongue in and out of her cunt, and his huge engorged cock wagged lewdly with his movements. It drooled hot cream that steamed down his thick blue-veined shaft and dripped onto the rug. Ben eyed that monster of a dick and sighed with envy.

He also wished he could eat pussy like his dad was doing. The room echoed with lewd sucking and slurping sounds as Bill reamed Meg's twat with his long stiff tongue. He was driving her crazy with pleasure. Her pretty face was all screwed up in a lusty grimace, and she was clawing the rug and moaning. Ben tongue-fucked her faster and faster, and she responded with hoarse screams.

"Ohhhhhhh, my God, do it to me, do it to me hard, honey," she whined, "I'm almost there."

Ben was almost there himself, but he'd been on the brink of coming for hours now. Getting off in the car with Nancy had been great, but it hadn't assuaged his lust for long. Now, watching his beautiful naked mother approach climax, he was horny out of his mind. He pumped his stiff cock furiously, no longer able to resist the temptation of jacking off. He felt like he'd go crazy if he didn't get his racks off.

"Ohhhhhh, Bill, ohhhhhh, baby," Meg moaned, digging her nails into the shag rug, "gonna come."

Bill went into high gear now. He shoved his hands under her ass and lifted her pelvis right off the floor so he could dig his tongue into her as deep as possible. Those deep probing thrusts drove her wild. She screamed in ecstasy and splattered his face with, her thick hot cream. Suddenly her body began to jerk and buck, and Ben realized she was coming.

"Unnnnhhhhh, God, unnnnhhhhh!" she wailed.

Ben knew he was going to shoot his load as he watched her, and he just had time to grab his handkerchief and clap it over the exploding head of his prick. He slumped against the wall and fought to stifle his groans of release as he came. All the while he could hear his mom's hoarse cries of ecstasy as his father tonguefucked her through a body-wracking climax. Her cries made Ben's climax doubly exciting.

"Ohhhhh, baby, it's so good," she moaned. Ben imagined she was moaning that to him as he brought her off. He fantasized that his come-squirting cock was lodged deep in his mother's gripping cunt, that he was filling her with his jizz and she was crying out how much she loved it. He came like crazy as he fantasized that scene. But when he finished, there he was with his cock in his fist, just like always.

He glanced into the living room and saw his dad rising to his knees and wiping Meg's thick come-cream from his face. He was leering down at her, and his huge cock was weaving stiffly before him and dripping hot juice. Meg eyed that monstrous prick and seemed to get horny all over again.

"That was wonderful, honey," she purred. "Now what can I do for you?"

"How about being my little doggy?" Bill grinned.

Ben had no idea what, that meant, but he soon found out. His mother rolled onto her hands and knees and poised herself to be fucked, just like a bitch in heat. Ben ogled her creamy red slit and felt his lust returning in full force. It seemed like he'd just shot a gallon of come, but his tireless adolescent cock swelled into life again, stiff and throbbing. This time he didn't hesitate to fist and pump it.

After all, if he didn't get himself off, who would? And it looked as if the main event was about to happen out there. The foreplay was over, and he was finally going to see his parents fuck. The horny boy was wildly excited. Maybe now he'd get some idea of what fucking was like. And of course he could have gone on staring at his gorgeous mom all night.

While she waited on her elbows and knees, Bill ogled her juicy red slit. Then he hunkered up behind her, grasped her hips, and touched the hugely engorged head of his cock to her little cunt mouth. Meg shivered and moaned softly, letting him know how much she wanted his stiff cock. Then he started pushing it into her, and she moaned louder.

"Yesssssss, baby, yessss," she cried, "stick that big thing into me, give me every inch of it."

Ben moaned, too, and only his mother's noises drowned out his helpless cry of lust. He would have given anything in the world to be in his dad's place at that moment, easing his rock-hard cock into that smoking little hole. His cock throbbed wildly in his fist as he watched. Bill prolonged his pleasure, going into her very gradually, till at last only his big hairy nut sacs could be seen.

"There, baby," he panted, "you got it all. Now hang on, 'cause I'm gonna fuck your brains out."

"Oh, goody," Meg giggled.

Bill drew back for a good hard lunge, then started fucking her powerfully, hammering his iron-hard cock in and out of her box. She stopped giggling and started moaning. She dug her nails into the rug and held on tight, otherwise she would have been knocked over by the impact of his fucking. For a moment Ben was afraid she might be hurt by such savage fucking – but then she put his fears to rest.

"Yes, honey, fuck it to me as hard as you can," she moaned, "I love it."

Bill stared in lusty fascination at his own hammering meat as it pistoned in and out of her widely-stretched cunt mouth. As his excitement grew, he fucked her faster and faster, but she didn't seem to mind. On the contrary, the faster and harder he did it to her, the more insanely aroused she got. Hot cream poured from her cunt and ran down her legs. She couldn't control that molten flow of liquid.

"Unnnhhhhh, Bill, you're fucking me so good," she sobbed, "so damned good."

Ben pumped his swollen cock and watched with hot hungry eyes as his parents fucked. He tried to imagine himself in his dad's place, hammering his prick in and out of his mom's dripping box, but he'd never been inside a cunt before and didn't know how it would feel. He just knew it had to be a fantastic experience. Bill's face was contorted with lust, his nostrils flaring, his face red. He seemed to be struggling not to come.

"Take it, baby, take my cock," he panted.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, give it to me honey," Meg moaned, "fuck me as hard as you can."

Ben himself was in danger of shooting his load all over the place, and he didn't have another handkerchief. He could just imagine his folks returning to their room and finding the hallway splattered with jizz. He'd just have to hold off his orgasm for awhile. But that was nothing new. He was used to feeling horny when he couldn't jack off. Like in English class. Or math… or biology. You name it.

Right now he wanted to jack off so badly, he could have died, but he forced himself to zip up. He watched his dad's huge hammering cock as it pistoned in and out of his mom's juicy little fuck hole. He could even hear the obscene sucking noise it made as it reamed out her cream. Meg screwed her eyes shut as she hurtled toward orgasm, blotting out everything but her almost unbearable pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhh, my God, Bill," she groaned, "you're doing it to me, honey, I'm coming!"

Bill felt her spasming cunt squeezing and sucking at his cock, and he bellowed, "Awww, shit, I'm coming, aaaggghhhh!"

He fucked into her with lightning speed, filling her with his boiling jizz. Ben just couldn't watch any more. It was agony for him, he wanted to be in his father's place so badly. He tiptoed off to his room and lay down on the bed to finish jacking off. But even with the door closed he could hear his mother's wail of ecstasy as she came.

It just wasn't fair. It seemed like everybody in the world was getting laid except him. He was sick and tired of playing with himself, of coming in his own fist. That was kid stuff. He wanted to fuck a woman – but who, and how? It seemed like an impossible dream. Yet if he didn't lose his cherry pretty soon, he was going to go crazy – he was sure of it.