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CHAPTER TWO

It was later when Karen came bouncing into the house, her blonde ponytails swirling about her sweet, innocent-looking face. She hugged her mother tightly, a gesture that was becoming more and more a sign of her affection.

While Karen fixed herself a sandwich, Susan watched her daughter,s eyes filled with love for the little girl. Karen was almost a miniature of her mother. Still very young, Karen's ftts were delightfully firm, pointed. They were small, of course, but very enticing. Her cute, sweet little ass swelled in twin cheeks that writhed when she walked, and her long legs were very well tanned.

Susan speculated upon her daughter's sensual nature, if it was as bubbling and burning as her own. She did not know if her daughter had been involved with a boy, or even a girl, but usually a girl of that tender age had been at least once, Susan felt. A tingle rippled up herspine as she recalled Billy saying he had seen his sister's tits.

Karen was a year older than Billy, and if she played with her tits, she certainly played with her tender cunt. The image of Karen thrusting a finger into her sweet cunt made Susan's pussy quiver with desire.

She remembered an incident she had been involved in where she had been about the same age as her daughter. It had happened with a friend, a very sexy young friend. They had begun talking about boys, making themselves excited. Before either of them knew it, they were in the garage fingerfucking one another, coming in squealing delight. It had been very exciting to feel another cunt, she remembered, feeling, the heat of a different cunt, the wetness of it. It was also the first time anyone else had touched her cunt. But it had been enough to explode Susan into a fierce, burning sexuality that was difficult to control.

Looking at her daughter, she wondered if Karen had done the same thing with another girl, or perhaps one of the young boys who seemed to be hanging around their home the past few months. Some of the boys were friends of Billy, but Susan knew most were there because of their interest in Karen.

Karen finished her lunch. She wiped milk from her mouth and grinned. "It's going to beanother hot day, mother," she said, looking at the clock above the sink. "And it isn't even noon yet."

"I like hot days," Susan said.

"You're dressed for it." Karen told her mother, looking at the tight shorts and skimpy halter. "In fact, you're hardly dressed at all."

Susan smiled. "Neither are you, baby."

Karen was wearing a pair of extremely tight shorts, her cute, round ass outlined, with an inch or so other sweet ass cheeks exposed. The crotch was so tight the little cunt lips puffed out deliciously. "And I don't think you have any panties on under those tight shorts."

"I don't see any on you, either," Karen shot back, an impish grin on her face, her eyes sparkling. "I don't think you ever wear panties, mother."

"So you noticed, did you?"

"I notice more than you think."

For just a second Susan thought Karen knew about her and Billy, but her daughter's eyes did not show it. Then a new thought came to her; she didn't really give a damn if Karen did know. In fact, it was kind of exciting to think perhaps Karen did know.

As Karen started out the sliding doors to the back yard, she looked over her shoulder at her mother, that impish, somehow-knowing grin was flashed. Then, with a twist of her sweetlittle ass, she went out.

The gesture was inviting, Susan thought.Her daughter didn't look like a sexy kid playing games, teasing, but it was exciting as hell to Susan. There was a powerful, delicious twitch in her cunt, strong enough to make her shiver. She hugged herself tightly.

The front door banged and she turned to see Billy entering the kitchen. "Hi, Mom," he said happily. "Can I have something to eat?"

Susan reached for her son, pulling him close, his face against her arching tits. "You can have any damned thing you want, baby," she teased, grinding her cunt against his stomach. "Anything at all."

She felt his hands clutching at the twin cheeks of her ass, and she mewled with pleasure. The shorts Susan wore buttoned up the side all the way to her waist. She unbuttoned them to her hip, pressing her naked thigh hard against him. She glanced out the window and saw her daughter sitting on the lawn, reading.

Fumbling with the zipper of her son's pants, she opened his fly. Reaching inside, she took his hard cock and pulled it out.

"Oh, baby!" she whimpered, tightening her fist about Billy's prick. "You're so hard, so fucking hard!"

Billy began to nibble at one of her rigid nipplesthrough her halter, soaking the thin fabric. With her other hand, she held the back of his head tightly, forcing her nipple into his mouth, sighing in pleasure. She pumped on his cock slowly, thrilled to have it throbbing against her fingers. She pressed her naked thigh to him, feeling the moisture smearing, burning against her flesh.

"Hold my ass, Billy!" she gurgled, writhing her ass cheeks into his clutching hands. "Oh, it feels so good to have your hands on my ass! Feel my ass, baby! Play with mother's ass!"

Susan gurgled in delight as she rubbed the head of her son's dripping cock about her thigh, moving it along the smooth, inner surface where she was most sensitive. Then she discovered she could bring the head of his swollen cock to the lips of her hairy cunt in this standing position.

"Baby, we can fuck this way!" she gurgled softly to him. "And that's what I'm going to do…fuck you! I'm going to fuck you right here, in the kitchen!"

She spread her knees, bending them slightly so she was in a partial squat. She pulled her son's cock between her thighs, then leaned against the sink with her pussy arched forward.

"Put it in, baby! Hurry and put your cock up my cunt!" she urged in a thick voice."Stick that lovely hard cock up mother's hot, hairy cunt!"

Billy held his mother's ass in one hand and used his other to grip his cock. He looked down with burning eyes as he fitted his prick between those wet, hot cunt lips of his mother. Susan shoved her pussy down a little more, and her son's cock slipped fully into her.

"Oooo, baby, baby!" Susan squealed, her cunt clenching at his hard prick. "It's in me! Your cock is in mother's cunt… again! Fuck me, baby! Oh, fuck me!"

Billy held his mother's hips as she began to pump up and down, her pussy riding his prick slowly. She twisted and bumped back and forth, doing a lewd, delicious dance on her son's throbbing cock. She threw her head back, eyes closed and an expression of ecstasy on her face.

"Golly, Mom!" Billy croaked. "That's good! Oh, you're really hot in there! You're so wet and hot! I love this, Mom."

"God, I do too, darling! Fuck it for me, baby! Fuck mother's hot cunt for her! Fuck it good! Make mother's hairy pussy come! Ooooooo! ahhhh, honey, baby, darling…fuck the shit out of mother's hairy cunt!"

Billy watched between them, his eyes wide, filled with pleasure, seeing his mother's hairypussy sliding on his slippery, glistening cock. He began to pant and puff hard, his body shaking. "Mom, oh Mom! It feels so good!"

"Does it feel fucking good, Billy?" she gurgled in her passion-filled voice. "Does it feel fucking good?"

"Yes!" he grunted.

"Tell me!" she demanded, her own voice thick, her cunt sliding faster and faster on his cock. "Tell me it feels fucking good!"

"Yes!" he panted. "It feels fu.. fucking good!"

"Ooooo, yes!" Susan wiggled against him, grinding her curly cunt hair against the base of his cock. "Fucking good! So fucking good!"

They breathed loudly, moist sounds coming from their bodies as she slapped her pussy against his cock. Susan felt her stomach quivering, felt the roaring sensation rumbling inside her body, whirling toward her cunt. Her clitoris became so hard it was almost painful to her, yet so tingly with pleasure it was driving her out of her mind.

Susan yelped as her cunt convulsed about her son's cock. "Ohhhh, Billy, Billy! I'm coming! Oh, your hard cock is making me come! Feel my pussy, darling! Can you feet mother's cunt coming!"

Billy grunted a reply, unable to speak. His cock was lurching about inside his mother'scunt powerfully, his balls drawing up tight.

"I gotta come, Mom!" he yelped. "I just gotta come!"

"Do it!" she urged in a thick, excited voice. "Come in my cunt! Come in my pussy! Fill mother's hot cunt with your sweet come juice!"

She reached down and grabbed his hips, pulling his cock as deep into her cunt as she could, holding him there. When she felt her son spurt come juice into her, felt it splashing the walls of her spasming pussy, Susan gave a wail of sheer ecstasy. She came a second time, her legs trembling so much she felt she would fall to the floor.

Billy clung to his mother's hips weakly as she leaned against the sink, his eyes closed, panting. Susan leaned to him, kissing his lips warmly, tracing them with the tip of her tongue. "That was fantastic, darling, just beautiful."

The sound of the sliding glass doors in the dining room startled her. Susan quickly pulled her pussy from her son's cock, stuffed it into his pants and pulled her shorts closed. By the time Karen entered the kitchen, both she and Billy were proper, although each still breathed a little fast. Susan's face was flushed with the glow of her come, and both she and Billy had shining eyes.

Karen looked at them, her eyes questioning. Susan kept her expression clear, hoping it wouldn't show. Billy had a flush on his face, and glanced at his sister from the corners of his eyes. When he glanced at his mother, neither of them could hold back the wicked grin.

Susan was certain her daughter suspected something. It seemed to show in her young eyes when she looked at her or her brother. She considered for a moment if it really mattered if Karen knew, if her daughter thought badly of her. Then she decided it did not matter to her at all if Karen felt she and Billy were involved sexually.

Throughout the rest of the day, her children remained at home, in the house. Her son's eyes followed her wherever she was, what she was doing. Now and then she caught Karen glance at her brother. It was early afternoon when she realized she hadn't rebuttoned her shorts all the way, and that her thighs flashed all the way to her hip as she moved about the house, dusting, cleaning. Once she realized it, she did nothing about it. Being seen was a thrill to her, and she found it exciting to know that both her son and daughter kept watching her thighs and hip.

That evening, when it was time for bed, Susan showered as usual, putting on a clinging gown. The gown was almost transparent, and her nipples could clearly be seen. The thick patch of dark cunt hair was shadowed, too, and she knew very well the curvy cheeks of her ass could be seen.

She went down the stairs and into the family room where Karen and Billy were watching television. She stood in the doorway, one knee out. "Don't you think it's time for bed, you two?"

Karen and Billy looked at her, and Billy licked at his lips when he saw her. Karen's eyes opened, and Susan was sure there was a sparkle of excitement in them.

"Okay, mother," Karen said, turning off the television. "Come on, Billy. Time for bed…like mother said."

Susan walked ahead of her children, feeling their eyes on her exposed ass. She could not help but wiggle a bit for them. She heard a soft giggle from one of them, and a flush of excitement bubbled through her body, tingling and hotly.

Susan entered her own bedroom as the children went to theirs. She remained in her room for half an hour, waiting for Billy to come to her. But after a while she could wait no longer. She went into the hallway and toward his room. She found him in his bed, the sheets kicked to the floor. He was naked, his cock hard. His fist pumped on it.

"Why didn't you come to me, darling?" she asked, stepping close to his bed. "I waited."

"What about Karen?" he questioned.

Susan reached down and fondled her son's balls as he continued to stroke his cock. "1 have a feeling…"she said, then paused. "I have this strange feeling she already knows what we're doing."

She sat on the side of her son's bed, tugging and squeezing gently at his balls, her eyes burning down as she watched him stroking his cock. "I love to see you playing with your cock, baby," she whispered.

He arched his hips up, squeezing his cock hard. "Don't hurt it, Billy," she warned.

"That don't hurt, Morn," he replied. "It feels good when I squeeze it."

"Don't come, though. When you come, I want it in me."

She stretched out at his side, thrusting her tongue into his eager mouth. Billy sucked at her tongue hungrily. When she pulled away, she smiled down at him. "You're learning fast for a kid your age, you horny little shit."

"I'm horny for your cunt, Mom," he laughed huskily.

"And you're learning fast about how to talk to your mother, too," she laughed with pleasure. They fondled each other, and she was thrilled when Billy pulled her gown to her waist without urging. He ran his fingers through her cunt hair, then up and down the puffy, wet lips. She cooed with delight, wiggling for him and spreading her legs wide. Billy slowly pressed a finger into his mother's cunt.

"Ooooo, baby, that's it! Finger me, Billy! Finger mother's cunt! God, I love a good finger fucking! Fuck mother's cunt with your finger, baby!"

"I'd rather fuck your cunt with my cock, mother," he said hoarsely. "I'd rather have my cock up your cunt than my finger."

"Then what are you waiting for?" she said wickedly.

Billy rolled on top of his mother, fitting himself between her thighs. Susan ran her hand down and gripped his cock, pulling it to her uplifted pussy. As the swollen head of her son's prick entered her steaming cunt, she gurgled softly. "I'll never get enough of your sweet cock, Billy! I want it all the time. I want you fuckinh me all the time…making my cunt come and come and come!"

She took hold of his tight, muscular ass, her fingers digging into the flesh. She ground her cunt against him as he pulled her tits free. His face was level with her shapely, upstanding tits, and he began to suck vigorously on a hard nipple as his cock thrust in and out of her cunt.Susan whimpered with ecstasy, twisting and rolling and pumping her cunt with him.

"Oh, honey," she mewled. "I can feel your cock in me, feel how hard it is; the way it throbs! Oh God…I love your sweet cock up my cunt, fucking it! Fuck me, Billy! Ohhhh, I love you, darling, love you so fucking much! Fuck it good for me! Rip my hot fucking cunt apart! Fuck it and come in it and fuck me hard and fast!"

Billy chewed and sucked and licked at her tits as he fucked his mother, making her gurgle and mewl and whimper as her mind reeled with absolute ecstasy. Susan had never felt it this way before, with any man, including her ex- husband. Her son, her young son, was making her feel better than any man had ever done. She loved the way his cock fit her cunt more than any other cock. Being fucked by her son was the peak of ecstasy to her, the most blissful sensation in the world.

"Mmmmmm, I love your tits, Mom," Billy said, running his tongue from one nipple to the other. "I could suck on them all night."

She clung to his ass, banging her hairy cunt in a near frenzy against his stabbing cock. "You just may have to suck on them all night, hot-ass kid!"

"Hot-ass mother!" he retorted.

"Hard cock little shit!" "Hot cunt mother!" Horny punk!"

"I am not!" he protested, slamming hard into her pussy.

"Not what?" "A punk."

"Why aren't you?" she teased, digging her fingers into the crack of his ass and rubbing at his tight asshole.

"A punk takes it up the ass."

Susan laughed. "How do you know about things like that?"

"Oh, talking, the guys.

"Would I be a punk?" she giggled, rubbing his tight asshole in a teasing way.

"You're a girl," he said. "Girls aren't punks. Only guys."

"Suppose I wanted your cock up my ass?" "Girls can do that, but not a guy," he said, sucking hard on a nipple once more. He began pumping furiously in her clinging cunt now, his balls swelling.

"Ohhhh, baby!" she squealed in pleasure. "I think you're about to come! I feel your cock getting harder in me!"

"I'm gonna come, Mom!"

"Squirt it, darling!" she urged, grinding in a frenzy against him. "Squirt it all up mother's cunt! Ohhh, my pussy wants it! My hot cunt is hungry for your come juice!"

Susan's pussy convulsed powerfully, milking at her son's throbbing cock. Billy slammed hard into her pussy, holding himself tightly into her, one nipple sucked deep into his mouth. Susan rubbed at his tight asshole and felt it clench as his hot come juice spurted against the walls of her sensitive cunt.

"Ooooo, yes, yes!" she gurgled, writhing on his spewing prick. "Oooo, I feel it! I feel your come juice…inside my pussy! Flood my cunt with your come juice! Give it all to me…all of it!"

They slumped when it was over, Billy resting on her firm fits, his hot breath feeling wonderful against her flesh. She held his ass gently now, caressing the cheeks fondly, feeling his cock still clutched by the tightness of her cunt.

A few minutes later, she rolled him from her and stood up. She looked down at her exhausted son, feeling a deep love for him. His cock glistened with the cunt juice and his come juice. On an impulse, she leaned down and kissed the wet head of his cock.

"Mmmm!" Billy murmured, shoving his cock against his mother's lips.

She squeezed his cock and balls gently. "You liked that, did you?"

"I sure did, Mom!"

"Go to sleep now, Billy," she said, going to the door. "Have some good dreams about us, because those dreams just might come true for you.