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Subject: {ASSM} "HONEYMOON WITH MOM" By Tad Overdon
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CHAPTER ONE

   Today...

   "Hurry up, Mom!

   Brandon Crane sprawled on the bed in the master suite of the Aruban
resort hotel, anything but relaxed.

   His mother stood at the foot of the bed, clad in pink slippers and a
short transparent nightgown that only accentuated the lush curves of her
body.  A ravishing, ivoryskinned redhead, at thirty-eight years of age
Nicole Andrews, nee Crane, still had what it took to harden any man's cock
- especially her nineteen-year-old son's.

   "Patience is a virtue," she teased, turning slowly so as to make sure
that Brandon got a long look from every angle.  Thanks to years of
dedicated exercise she was fully aware that her lush, peach-shaped ass was
still as high and round as a girl's.  Her slim thighs betrayed not a trace
of middle-aged jiggle.  Long hours at the gym had paid off in more than one
way.

   She had to admit that her most striking feature, her tits, were mostly a
gift of heredity.  She was delicately built, with a slender bone structure,
yet her breasts were large and round and still firm with only the beginning
traces of a little sag.

   "Damn it, that's not fair!" Brandon cursed.  He was completely naked. 
The solid ten-inch erection that reared up between his legs was silent
testimony to how little he cared for any signs of his mother's aging. 
Nicole was simply the hottest, horniest, freakiest fuck a young man could
pray for, and she was his Mom.

   "Such language for your Mother's ears!" Nicole undid the bow that held
her nightie closed and let the garment slide from her shoulders and into a
soft heap on the floor.  Wearing only her slippers she stood with legs
parted and hips thrust forward, making a show of her freshlyshaven pussy
for her son.

   For half a moment Brandon was speechless.  Then he said, "Lose the
shoes."

   Nicole giggled and kicked off the slippers, her red, freshly-painted
toenails in stark contrast to the pastel blue of the plush carpet..  "Is
this how you want me, baby?"

   "Yeah." Brandon sat up and swung his legs down to sit on the end of the
bed.  "That's how I always want you, Mom.  Bare-ass naked..."

   "...and on my knees." So saying she sank into a crouch between her son's
widespread knees, transfixed by his hard cock.  Her green eyes glistened
with excitement as she dabbed with one manicured finger at the drop of
pre-cum bubbling from the slit, then placed that finger in her mouth. 
Watching her son's reaction, she sucked at the digit like a miniature cock.

   Brandon was going nuts.  "I've got to get a load off or I'm gonna bust!"
he declared.  "Come on, Mom, please suck my cock."

   Nicole leaned forward, parting her full lips just enough to engulf his
cockhead.  Now she licked warm seminal fluid directly from the source, and
a wave of heat flushed through her body.  Nicole loved sucking cock and
she'd sucked many, but no other man's cock in her mouth ever had the effect
of her son's.

   As she swallowed the whole head, she felt the tingling excitement in her
hard nipples, between her thighs and in the very soles of her feet.  As she
swirled her tongue over the shaft, drawing it slowly into her mouth an inch
at a time, her cunt flowered and she could feel her pussy channel opening
almost as if Brandon were fucking her at both ends.

   It was an experience she always looked forward to and would never tire
of.  "God, Mom, that's the way to do it!  Yeah, take it all!" Brandon's
strong fingers gripped the edge of the mattress as his hips thrashed
helplessly as his cock twitched delightfully in his mother's sucking mouth.

   Finally her chin brushed against the wiry hair on his balls.  She had
his entire bloated prick inside her now.  "Mmmmm," she moaned deep in her
throat, sending delicious vibrations down through her chest and into her
womb...and, she knew, up through the boy's loins.

   Nicole had only just begun to suck.

   She shook her head from side to side and then bobbed, slowly at first,
releasing a few inches of her son's cock and then diving down to swallow it
all again.  Up and down, back and forth, she built up a rhythm until she
had his cock sliding almost completely out of her mouth on the upstroke,
her lush lips caressing the crown for a moment before plunging all the way
back down to the root.

   Brandon's familiar reaction excited and satisfied her as always.  "Aggh!
Oh Mama, oh mama, God fuck me!  Fuck me with your mouth!" He lay back flat,
legs still dangling off the edge of the bed, unable to control himself
enough even to sit up.

   Now Nicole used her hands for the first time, sliding her left hand
between Brandon's thighs, tenderly fondling his taut, heavy nut sac.

   The fingers of her right hand probed between her son's butt cheeks,
moving tantalizingly closer to his puckered asshole.

   "Well, well, ain't this a pretty sight!" The loud, baritone voice echoed
off the walls and into the hall beyond the bedroom.  Nicole froze as James,
her husband of three days, walked into the room.

   "Awww, damn!" Brandon muttered.  Nicole released his cock from the moist
confines of her mouth, trailing saliva into the valley between her big
breasts.

   "Darling," she chirped.  "Where have you been?

   "Had to make some arrangements for the evening," James said, pulling his
teeshirt off over his head and unbuckling his trousers.  "Or do you want to
spend every minute of this honeymoon fucking the hell out of me and
"Junior" there?"

   "Silly question," Nicole snickered.  Her arousal leapt several levels as
she watched James undress.  He was a big man, built like a quarterback, and
she was ten years his senior.  The age difference had figured into her
ready acceptance when he'd proposed marriage to her only a few months
earlier.

   Nicole liked young cock, and she very nearly worshiped the club-like
fuckrod that rose like a baby elephant's trunk from her new husband's
crotch.

   "Thanks a lot," Brandon muttered.  "I was about to feed Mom her first
cum load of the afternoon when you bulled in here hollerin'."

   "Oh you hush!" Nicole mock-scolded the boy.  "Don't I always tell you,
the longer the blowjob..."

   "...the harder the come, yeah." Brandon tugged at his mother's hair, and
she started nibbling at his prick again.  At the same time, she scooted her
legs further apart and raised up her rear.

   The bald mound of her pudendum aimed right at James, the moist opening
of her pussy presenting what she knew was an irresistible target.  Without
hesitation he dropped to his knees on the plush rug.  He wedged his strong,
hairy thighs between hers and forced her legs even further apart.  He
kissed the small of her back, trailing kisses down onto the curves of her
rear.

   "Perfect ass," he said.  He ran his hands up and down the fronts of her
legs and positioned his cockhead just at the entrance to her yearning pussy
mouth.

   James didn't move.

   "Oh...oh...darling what are you waiting for?" Nicole rasped.

   "You wanna fuck?" James asked.

   "Yesss!" Nicole wailed.  She shoved her ass backward but her husband
neatly evaded her attempts to capture his prick.  "I need to fuck!  You
know I can't live without cock!  It's been so long..."

   James laughed harshly.  "It's been an hour, sweet cheeks.  "

   "Please pleaseohGodplease," Nichole pled.

   Without warning James thrust his hips forward, driving the head and
three inches of his cock past her labia and into her snug cock socket.

   "Aieeee!  she squealed.  "Thank you!  Thank you!"

   "More than welcome, wifey." Her husband moved his hips back and forth in
short thrusts, giving her a little more prick on every stroke.  Nicole felt
the wonder pressure of his rock-hard fuck organ stretching her inner walls
as he worked it into her.  No other man's prick had ever filled her so
deeply and completely as his did, not even her precious son's.

   Mindful of neglecting him, Nicole now sucked more and more of Brandon's
cock back into her throat.  Her lips moved eagerly over the young cock
meat. All the while she pushed backward against her husband until the
fleshy globes of her butt ground against his rock-hard belly.

   At the very same moment, Nicole swallowed Brandon's prick to the root.
And at that moment something wonderful happened: Jame's balls slapped
against her clit and she erupted in an overwhelming and unexpected orgasm.

   "Ummmmffff!  Unh, unh, ahhhhn!!" Her mouth and throat completely stuffed
by her boy's cock, Nicole could only moan out her bliss.  "That's it,
little wifey of mine," James hissed.  "Squeeze my big dick with your pussy
while you come." He reached down to lightly tickle her inner thighs, then
she felt his big hands sliding under her, up her belly to close over her
breasts.  "Meanwhile, I'll just play with the best set of tits in the
state."

   His thumbs grazed the hard nubbins of Nicole's blood-engorged nipples
and she gasped.  Her breath rushed out through her nose and she swooned,
almost passing out from the sudden thrill of his expert handling of her
sensitive flesh.

   Brandon stroked his mother's hair, tangling his fingers in it. 
""Whooie! I gotta hand it to you, old man," he said.  "You should see her
eyes when she comes on your dick."

   "Yeah?" James said.

   "Yeah, kinda blank for a moment and then just wild!  You still with us,
Mom?"

   Nicole nodded wanly, the last tremors of her climax shuddering through
her belly.

   "Okay then," James said.  "Let's start fucking!"

   He withdrew his prick until only the head remain lodged at the entrance
to Nicole's cunt.  She clenched her inner muscles in the attempt to tug him
back in, feeling as if her very being was being sucked out through her
pussy.  Then, just as suddenly he plunged back up her channel.

   "Annggh!  Ummh!"

   "I don't know what you're sayin', Mom, but it feels great on my dick!"
Brandon clasped his hands behind his mother's head and started directing
the rhythm of his mouth-fucking.  The boy twisted his hips and pumped his
prick against his mother's soft, full lips, drilling his spongy cockhead
into her throat.

   His eyes met Jame's and they both laughed.  "So, welcome to the family,
Dude."

   Nicole just purred contentedly around her son's cock.  She reached back
between her legs to bat playfully at her new husband's big balls, urging
him on to yet more strenuous cock-thrusts.  She was already building toward
another crest.

   "You like this, huh?" James said, never letting up on his kneading,
stroking manipulations of Nicole's titties.  "Well, it's gonna get
better...a whole lot better, and soon."

   Nicole's ears perked up at that.  It excited her, but she was vaguely
mystified.  She figured that at this moment, with her son face-fucking her
and her stud of a young husband hammering into her pussy, her life couldn't
get any better.

   But then, fucking had been the greatest thing in Nicole's world from her
very first time.  Ever since high school...

   CHAPTER TWO

   Twenty years ago...

   "Grounded?" Nicole dropped her book bag heavily to the kitchen floor. 
"What the fuck?"

   "Watch your language, young lady," her father scolded.  "You know good
and well that your mother forbade you to go out this weekend.  She thinks
you've broken your curfew too many times."

   "I'm eighteen years old!  I'm a goddamned adult.  Don't tell me - "

   "You're still in high school, and as long as you're living in this
household you'll follow your mother's rules."

   Nicole stared at her father in disbelief, then shrugged.  "Yeah,
whatever.  Just like you do, huh?"

   "Now, none of that," her father said.  "She has your best interests at
heart."

   "But Daddy," Nicole said, "This is George." "George?"

   "George Crane!  The school basketball star?  I've been looking forward
to this date for weeks." Nicole shifted into a sweeter tone of voice, one
she knew that her Dad liked.  "And Mom's in Chicago for two weeks.  She
doesn't even have to know."

   Lou Foster looked at his daughter for a long moment as if she were
someone he barely knew.  Finally he said softly "You are just so damned
spoiled.  You're an only child and you're used to getting your own way."

   "So I can..." Nicole began.

   "Not this time," Lou said.  "Your Mom's right.  You need to be reigned
in."

   "Fuck!" Nicole snatched up her books, turned on her heel and stomped off
toward the stairs.  "Fine, I guess I'll just sit around here all weekend
and play with myself!"

   "Nicole!" Despite her anger, her father's harsh tone froze her at the
bottom of the staircase.

   "Sorry, Daddy."

   Her father frowned.  "Yeah, okay.  Look, I have to go meet with a client
for a couple of hours.  We'll go out to eat when I get home, and we'll
talk."

   Nicole watched from her bedroom window as her father pulled out the
DeVille out of the driveway and disappeared down the shady street.  She was
frustrated, tired of being treated like a child, and yet she couldn't tell
her Dad why this date was really such a big deal.

   She couldn't just look at her father and say "George is gonna pop my
cherry Saturday evening at his house while his parents are away, and we're
gonna fuck all evening!"

   That had been the plan, anyway.

   Nicole sat down on her bed, kicking off her saddle shoes and rolling her
long white socks down her calves and off of her feet.  School uniforms were
another thing she was not going to miss after graduation.

   When she was sure her father wasn't going to return for a while, she
unlocked the drawer of her old roll-top desk and fished around for the
magazines she'd hidden there: three glossy, hardcore fuck mags she'd picked
up at the 7-Eleven over the last few months.

   Nicole hadn't been kidding when she'd said she'd be playing with
herself. She did it a lot...maybe, she thought, more than a lot of girls.
Girls sure weren't supposed to like the kind of porn she did, she was
pretty sure of that.  Flipping through the pages of one magazine, she found
a favorite pictorial.

   The text accompanying the pictures described, from the young model's
point-of-view, her stopover for lunch in a small town while driving
cross-country to meet her fianc�e.  There she met three hunks in a bar who
drank with and then had sex with her in all kinds of kinky ways that it
turned Nicole on to read about.

   It was the pictures that got her really hot, though.  Nicole shucked off
her navy blue school blazer and raised up her gray wool skirt to trace the
contours of her pussy through her panties as she gazed at the photos.

   In the first, the curly-haired blonde girl lay across the bar, naked
except for red stockings and high heels, while two men sucked her tits and
the third poured champagne over her belly.  The foamy wine ran down between
her legs, dripping off of her down-fringed cunt lips.

   In the second she was on her hands and knees while one guy entered her
from behind.

   In the third picture, the young woman was sucking one man's cock and
giving another a handjob.  The third was fucking her doggy-style, but it
was a different partner than in the second picture.

   She switched guys, Nicole marveled.  She slipped her finger under the
waistband of her panties, rubbing her clit.  It was an exciting fantasy,
but only that.  Real people, people like her, wouldn't dare to do such
things.

   Nicole didn't consider herself sexually naive.  She was technically a
virgin but had fooled around a lot both with boys at school and two of the
other girls on her cheer leading squad.  She liked licking pussy, and her
boyfriends said she gave a great handjob.  She'd be a great cocksucker,
too, they said, if she'd finish what she started.

   So, all right, she was a little shy, the girl conceded to herself.  A
little nervous, maybe, about a guy going off in her mouth.  But she was
damned well set on getting a cock in her pussy before she left high school,
and determined that the cock would be George Crane's!

   She was also too distracted by her frustrated thoughts to bring herself
off looking at fuck books.  She tossed the magazine aside and considered
the problem.

   Clever girl that she was, she knew where her father hid his porn
videotapes.  She'd overheard him watching one a few nights earlier, in the
bedroom her parents shared, just after her mother had left for Chicago. 
Alone in the house the next morning, the redheaded teen had searched his
dresser and closet until she'd found five VHS tapes hidden in a shoe box.

   Daddy is not very bright sometimes, she'd mused.  Her mother could have
easily found those things.  She could imagine her mother's disgust.  The
woman was so uptight and narrow about most everything that Nicole found it
difficult to imagine that her parents had fucked even once.  They must
have: Daddy's eyes and hair, Mom's long legs and big tits.  Not that you'd
know that from the way the frigid old bitch dresses.

   The girl rose from her bed, smoothed her skirt and padded barefoot down
the hall to her parents bedroom.  She selected one of the unlabeled
videotapes from their hiding place and popped it into the VCR atop the TV
set at the foot of her parent's bed, pressed "play," and arranged herself
on the king-sized bed with every intention of fingering herself to a couple
of quick orgasms.

   The tape was a shock and a revelation.

   There were no titles or credits.  The scene simply opened on a pretty
brunette lying on a bed.  She was naked save for a silver choker, and she
clearly enjoyed playing to the camera.  Her hands roamed freely up and down
her slim body, cupping her small full breasts and lingering at her pussy.
With the forefinger of each hand she gently pulled her pussy lips apart,
revealing the glistening pink interior of her cunt.

   The brunette was Aunt Jessie.  It was Daddy's sister!

   "Christ, Eddie, stop fiddling with that camera and get over here!'
Jessie snapped at someone unseen.  Nicole knew that "Eddie" was the name of
Jessie's current boyfriend of two months.  Twelve years younger than her
brother, Jessie Foster had to the best of her niece's knowledge never had a
relationship last longer than six months.  "I bore easy" is all Jessie ever
had to say about that.

   "Hold on, Jess!  You're the one who wants to watch yourself on TV!"

   The camera jerked annoyingly for several seconds and then came to rest,
perfectly focused on the bed and on Nicole's naked aunt.  Eddie stepped
into view of the camera then.  He was naked, too, his cock hanging
half-erect as he approached the bed.  "Roll over," he said.  Jessie rolled
onto her stomach, propping her hips high off the bed with several pillows.
Eddie leaned in and flicked his tongue out to press between the folds of
her pussy.  "That's what I'm talkin' about," the woman hissed.  "Yesss...
do it, suck my pussy, honey...  use your tongue...  lick my button... 
ohhhh, God, you eat pussy good!"

   Nicole watched in fascination, wondering how her father had gotten hold
of his sister's private sex tape.  But she had more urgent concerns than
figuring that out now.  The action on screen was turning her on in a whole
new way.

   The young redhead propped herself up against the headboard of her
parents' bed and slid out of her pussy juice-drenched panties.  She ran
both hands over her own smooth pussy mound.  She had shaved just this
morning, like she'd seen the girls in her magazines do, anticipating giving
George Crane a special treat for their first fuck.  Now the horny teen
appreciated the extra sensitivity of a bald pussy.  She rolled her clit
between the fingers of her right hand while inserting two fingers of her
left slowly into her pussy itself.

   The virgin girl tried to time the wiggling and shoving of her fingers
with the movements of Eddie's tongue on her aunt's cunt.  She watched
Eddie's prick grow stiff as he tongue-fucked her aunt.  He was pretty
well-hung.  "Gimme cock," Jessie moaned.  "I wanna suck your big dick while
he eats me out!" Nicole had only an instant to take in the meaning of the
words out of her aunt's mouth before a second naked man entered the scene
and sat on the bed, positioning himself in front of Jessie's face.  The
hard cock he presented to her lips looked huge, much bigger than Eddie's.

   Nicole's breath caught in her throat.  The man whose dick hovered before
Jessie's wetly parted lips belonged to her brother - Nicole's own father!

   Conflicting feelings flooded through Nicole.

   Shock.  Confusion.

   But mostly...Arousal.

   Her father was a hot stud.

   On screen, Jessie licked up and down the length of Lou Foster's prick,
nibbling delicately on the stalk with her even, pearly teeth.  He growled
lustfully as his sister closed her lips over his cock crown.  She pumped
her head up and down, obviously unable to swallow the entire length.

   Nicole paused the tape and frame-by-framed the image until it caught
Jessie on the upstroke.  Then Nicole took a good long look at her father's
cock.

   It was breathtaking, as long and thick as the cock of any of the male
models in Nicole's porn mags.  None of the high school boys whose dicks
she'd played with could begin to compare.  That included George Crane. 
Nicole settled back on the pillows, spread her thighs and pressed "Play"
again.

   She'd decided that it would be fun to see how many times she could make
herself come while watching her father fuck his sister on videotape On the
TV screen, Eddie finished eating Jessie out and started fucking her from
behind.  Nicole fast-forwarded through that.  It was her dad's dick that
she wanted to see.

   She found a sequence with Jessie astride her father, facing the camera
and bouncing up and down on his cock like the world was about to end.  She
was so completely stuffed that her distended pussy lips clearly rolled
outward as she rose, clinging to her brother's prick.

   Nicole fingered herself to orgasm after orgasm while watching the tape.
She kept rewinding to the good parts.  She completely lost track of time.

   "Jesus Christ, what are you doing?"

   Nicole snapped her head up to see her father standing in the bedroom
doorway.  "I - I Daddy, I was just..." she instinctively closed her legs
and pulled her skirt down to her knees.

   "Fuck me, big brother!" Jessie's shriek on the videotape reverberated in
the silence of the room.  Nicole's father stepped into the room, took one
look at the TV and his face turned bright red.  The anger in his eyes
turned to dread.

   It dawned on Nicole that she had the upper hand here.

   Relaxing, she gestured with the remote control.  "Why, Daddy, I'm just
watching you fuck your sister."

   "What?  Oh my God..."

   "Yeah, and watching your great big gorgeous cock pounding in and out of
her little pussy like that, I just couldn't help it.  I just had to play
with myself.  Wanna see?"

   Nicole spread her legs again and stroked her clit with one fingertip. 
"She's pretty sexy.  How long have you two been going at it, hmm?  Since
you were kids?  Or just since Mom became such a shrew?"

   "Don't speak that way about your mother!" Lou Foster said, trying to
recover his composure.

   "Knock it off, Dad.  One thing I know about Mom is that she sure
wouldn't appreciate this little stag movie the way I do.  And we wouldn't
want her to find out about it, would we?"

   Her father ejected the tape from the VCR.  "Nicki, you have to promise
me that you won't say anything to her about this.  Ever."

   "Sure.  But there's something you have to do for me, first...Fuck me. 
Fuck me with your big prick until I can't walk."

   "I...I can't do that!  You're my daughter!"

   "Daughter, sister...what's the diff?" She focused her gaze pointedly on
the tented crotch of his trousers.  "It sure doesn't look like your dick
cares that I'm your daughter." She lowered her voice and whispered "In
fact, I think he likes it."

   Nicole unzipped her skirt and tugged it off, discarding it on the rug.
Wearing only her white oxford shirt and cotton bra, she stretched out on
her back and spread her long legs.  Cocking one knee, she gazed intensely
at her father.

   "Touch my pussy," she said huskily.

   "Look, kid..."

   "I'm not a kid!" she snapped.  "Is this a kid's body?" She sat up and
tore her shirt open, buttons popping and bouncing away across the sheets.
She unfastened the front clasp of her bra, freeing her tits.  The
coral-hued flesh of her big nipples stiffened with desire.  "My tits are
bigger than Mom's and I'll bet that my cunt's hotter and tighter than Aunt
Jessie's."

   Lou Foster stared down at his spread-eagled, nubile daughter.  All of
her self-pleasuring had left her fresh-shaven pussy lusciously moist and
open, and he clearly couldn't take his eyes from it

   Some inner resistance seemed to give way at that moment, and the
hesitation and doubt on Lou Foster's face were replaced with a wolfish
grin.

   "Hell, I'll bet it is at that," he said, and climbed onto the bed with
his daughter.

   He reached out and brushed his fingertips across the smoothness of the
teenager's cuntal mound and touched her tender wet pussy lips.

   Nicole moaned and churned her hips in small, jerky motions.

   Her father fluttered his fingertips up and down her slick slit.  Nicole
writhed on the bed, humping her hips up and down.  "God, you're a
firecracker!" Lou whispered.

   "Finger me, Dad!" Nicole reached down to spread her pussy lips, giving
her father a first look at her inner cunt.  He slipped his forefinger
slowly inside.  Nicole immediately twitched her hips and humped toward his
hand, sucking his finger inside to the first knuckle.

   Her father cleared his throat.  "Nicki, are you..."

   "A virgin?" she purred, looking up at him through the long lashes of her
half-closed eyes.  "Of course, Daddy.  I'm a good girl.  I'm a good virgin
girl who's ready for her Dad's...h-u-g e...cock."

   The bulge in her father's pants jumped visibly at that and seemed to
grow still larger.  Nicole simply couldn't wait any longer.  "It's not fair
that I'm the only one naked here, Daddy.  Is it?"

   Lou stood up quickly, yanked off his shirt and scrambled to unbuckle his
slacks.  Slacks and underwear came down together in a heap at his feet, and
just like that Nicole was - finally!  face to face with the great log of a
cock that she'd jerked off to in the videotape.

   She clapped her hands and shrieked gleefully.  "Bring it here!  Come lay
down with me, Daddy!"

   "Your wish..." Lou Foster stretched out on his back next to his daughter
on the bed.  His hardon surged up against his belly, reaching almost to his
navel.  Nicole turned, face toward the foot of the bed, and crawled down
for a closer look.

   "Wow.  Just wow..." She felt her whole cunt turning to liquid as she
brought her face to within inches of her own father's cock.  "It's
beautiful.  I don't get why Mom doesn't just screw you all the time, like
right out in public."

   "Christ," Lou groaned.  "Nicky, you've got a dirty imagination."

   "Uh huh, and this big boy just loves it." She ran her finger along the
ridge on the bottom of his cock.  A drop of clear pre-cum oozed out of the
head.  "A girl can tell." Impulsively she stuck out her tongue and lapped
up the thick salty droplets.

   "Oh, God, kid..." Her father's hands slid up her inner thighs and he
maneuvered her above him so that her knees were planted on the mattress on
either side of his head.  Taking her hips in his big hands he pulled her
down until her cunt was just above his mouth.

   He licked her clit.

   "Aieeee!" White light exploded behind her eyes and an amazing warmth
flowed through her entire frame.  She twisted and turned but her father's
strong arms held her in place as he licked up and down her thighs on either
side of her cunt, then started giving her pussy lips a lingering tongue
bath.

   "Ughhhhnnn....Ohhhhh...yes, God yes!  God that is soooo goooood!" Nicole
cried.  Her long red hair flew about her like a tornado as she tossed her
head wildly and pounded the bed with her small fists.  Then, Lou Foster
eased his tongue into his daughter's pussy and pressed his lips against her
cunt.  Moving his tongue about, lathing her inner walls, he sucked her
pussy.

   Nicole came.  It started as a rumble somewhere deep between her hips and
rose like a tidal wave, rolling through her, down the muscles of her
slender legs and up through her belly to drive the air from her lungs.  She
clutched and clawed the bedsheets and wailed and screamed, not caring if
the entire neighborhood came running in to find her bouncing helplessly
atop her father's sucking mouth.

   The wave ebbed.  After what might have been, for all Nicole knew, either
a few seconds or an hour she opened her eyes.  She was splayed atop her
father, tits pressed and rubbing deliciously against the coarse hair of his
belly.  His prick still reared up rock hard before her, inches from her
nose.  "My turn.  Time to finish what I started," she murmured.

   Propping herself on her elbows she opened her mouth as wide as she could
and began to work the massive glans of his cock in between her lips.  Her
dad's cock was much bigger and seemed harder than that of any of the high
school boys she'd administered her tentative "blow jobs" to in the past. 
Lou soothingly stroked her ass cheeks, still gently lapping up the moisture
at the juncture of her legs.  "You okay, honey?" His tone was one of
concern, but there was a note of curiosity there too.  "You know, your Mom
never could get much past the end of my dick in her mouth, either."

   Damn!  Nicole suspected that her father knew exactly what effect those
words would have on her.  Either way, she took a deep breath through her
nose and pushed her face down, easing another inch or two of his big prick
into her mouth.  It bumped up against the roof and back of her throat.

   "Good girl," Lou whispered.  "Here, maybe I can help."

   He took the bud of his daughter's clitoris between his lips and sucked
hard on it.  Something like an electric shock of lust shot through Nicole
and she plunged her head down, relaxing her throat muscles enough to let
his cock head slide forward until about half of the shaft was inside her.

   "Atta girl, baby." Lou continued sucking her clit, pausing occasionally
to murmur encouragement to his daughter.  He pushed first one, then two of
his thick fingers into her pussy and moved them back and forth.  "First in
your mouth, then in your pussy.  Right?  You want my cock in your little
pussy like this..."

   He inserted a third finger into her cunt, simultaneously giving her clit
a playful nip with his teeth.

   "Mmmph!" Nicole fought back her gag reflex and pushed forward a little
at a time.  Then, all at once her lips brushed against his stomach.

   She'd done it!  She'd swallowed her father's entire stiff prick shaft!
Her moment of triumph subsided quickly as she focused on breathing evenly
through her nose and wondered if she could move, to fuck him with her mouth
as Aunt Jessie had.

   She had only a moment to wonder, as her father's cock suddenly jerked
and pulsed inside her.

   Panic surged through her and her thought raced.  She didn't know she'd
never swallowed she wasn't sure that she could Then, the first blasts of
jism that Nicole had ever taken inside her body cascaded down her gullet.
Lou's cock was so far down her throat that she could taste nothing, but she
felt the warmth and power of his cum as it rocketed into her.

   "God, yes!  That's it!" Lou shouted.  "Drink it, sweetie!  Drink my
cum!"

   She swallowed as fast as she could.  It seemed like her father would
never stop coming.  Finally her curiosity was too much and she pulled her
head up, frantic to catch part of the torrent in her mouth.  She wanted to
taste as well as feel Lou's spunk.

   Globules of the stuff splashed across her tongue: thick, salty and
instantly appealing.  Whether because of the flavor itself or the depraved
knowledge that she was swallowing her own father's semen, Nicole felt a
thrilling new tingle in her pussy as she swallowed.

   Greedy as she was, she couldn't get it all.  Jism spilled from her lips
onto her chin and dripped down onto the white slopes of her breasts.

   At last the geyser subsided.  The teen girl watched the last droplets of
pearly male juice trickle from her father's cock slit.  She watched in
fascination for a moment, extending her tongue to lap up a few drops.  Then
she looked back over her shoulder at her father's handsome face, licking a
few droplets of jism from her lips.

   "I love this.  I want to do this a lot, Daddy!"

   There was absolutely nothing paternal in the frank, lustful look her
father gave her.  "As often as you want, sweetheart.  This is only the
beginning of the things we're going to do together."

   "Goodie." Nicole rolled around on the bedsheets, reaching out to fondle
her father's prick.  "You're still hard," she giggled.  "It's like iron. 
You know what I think?"

   "What, darling?"

   "I think it wants my pussy.  "

   In a flash Lou was on her, rolling her onto her back and pinning her
shoulders to the bed.  Giggling, she raised her legs and spread them wide,
"Oh, Daddy.  Dirty talk sure gets you excited, doesn't it?"

   "Seeing your hot little pussy gets me excited," he said, draping her
calves over his shoulders and leaning forward.  He guided his throbbing
cock to the entrance of her trembling little pussy.

   Nicole's breath came in short gasps as she waited for her father to
penetrate her.  She couldn't imagine how she'd ever accommodate his giant
prick, but she didn't care now.

   "Don't play with me., Daddy I've got to have your cock in me if it kills
me!"

   Lou eased into her a little at a time.  His cock completely filled her
pussy passage, producing an intense, sweet agony.  "Christ that's good,"
Nicole sobbed.  "It's so fuckin' good, Daddy.  It's sooo fuckin' big..."

   "It's half way in, honey.  I'm not hurting you am I?"

   "Half way?  That's only half way?" Nicole moaned in disbelief.  Years
later she'd remember this as the moment she'd first truly understood who
she was and that for her sex was better than anything: she loved it more
than money, security, even self-respect.

   At this instant, though, all she knew that she wanted was all of her
father's hard, pulsing cockmeat inside her.

   She felt his cock head straining against her cherry, and she groaned
loudly -- a cry of mingled pain and pleasure.  Then he lurched forward with
one searing thrust and broke through.  He was completely inside her.  His
balls bumped up against her trim little rear.

   "Owwww, Jesus God, your big cock hurts me sooo much, but I love it! 
Fuck me, Daddy!  Fuck me hard!"

   He began to move his cock in and out of her, a little at a time at first
and then with longer and longer strokes.  Nicole looked down at the
junction of their crotches, fascinated by the sight of that big meaty
piston disappearing and then reemerging from between her legs.

   Her father bent forward as he fucked her, catching the bud of one nipple
in his mouth and biting gently while he rolled the other between his
fingers.  The most incredible sensation she'd ever felt shook her, centered
in her pussy and sweeping over her in waves.  "Awwwww, yes, Jeezus yesss!
Fuck me!  Fuck meeee!  Coming!"

   Lou fucked his daughter savagely now, pounding his cock into her as hard
as he could, sensing her need.  Nicole tightened her pussy muscles around
him, reluctant to feel him withdraw his racing prick and anxious to pull it
back inside her.  When she felt the length of his cock begin to quiver and
pulse, her pussy milked and squeezed it even more determinedly.

   "Yesss, come for me Daddy!" Her father's hips worked feverishly...then,
he stiffened and cried out.  Strand after strand of thick, warm jism
blasted deep into Nicole's cunt channel.  He collapsed on top of her,
burying his prick to the hilt in her tight, wet little slit.

   He took a few moments to catch his breath.  "Am I the best ever?" Nicole
teased as he finally rolled off of her.  "Tell me I'm the best fuck you
ever had!  Tell me tell me tell me!"

   "You are," he groaned, exhausted.  But Nicole was already scooting down
and crouching over his hips.  Lou gasped, then grinned as she started
sucking his cock with all the urgency of her eighteen years.

   "More," she giggled.

   "What about that date with the Crane boy?" her father mumbled.  "I
suppose I have to let you do what you want, now."

   "Oh, fuck George...no, let somebody else fuck George Crane," she
laughed. "I just want as much of you as I can get.  All the time until Mom
gets home, and then - "

   "And then we'll just have to be careful," her father finished.

   "Yeah, Daddy.  Real careful.  But you have a lot to learn about that. 
What if Mom had found those tapes instead of me?"

   Lou Foster just smiled, a smirk that startled Nicole.  "Oh, I can hide
things just fine, unless I want them found."

   CHAPTER THREE

   Today...

   Nicole relaxed and reclined in the honeymoon suite's jacuzzi, parting
her legs to more directly expose her pussy to the stream of bubbles from
the underwater jet.  The warmth and motion of the water added to the
arousal she always felt when remembering the beginning of her sexual
relationship with her father.

   Even more stimulating, however, was that right now she had both hands
full of cock.

   On her left, her husband James peered at her through lust-hooded eyes as
her soap-slickened fingers danced up and down the underside of his prick.
The soap worked up a lather which Nicole massaged into the dense nest of
his pubic hair.  She cradled his huge balls in her small hand and smiled
admiringly at him.

   On Nicole's right, Brandon gritted his teeth against the urge to yell
out his mixture of excitement and frustration as his mother administered an
expert handjob.  She chuckled throatily at his horny discomfiture, varying
the speed and pressure of her strokes to keep the boy in a state of
surprise and anticipation.  She snuggled close against him as she jacked
his cock, pressing her breasts against his arm and licking his ear.

   "Bet you'd like to come," Nicole whispered, continuing to jack him off
under the water.  "You're right at the edge.  I can tell.  A mother knows
these things." "Uh-huh," Brandon muttered, his breathing fast and hard as a
race horse's.  "Do it, Mom!  Jack my meat 'til I shoot!"

   She threw back her head and laughed throatily, the dark, wet ringlets of
her red hair spraying droplets across the faces and chests of both her
lovers.  "Beating off's for kids, darling," Nicole teased.  "I think we're
both way beyond such childish games."

   She looked questioningly at her husband.  James just grinned and nodded.
"Go ahead," he said.  "I'll just lay back and watch...for now."

   At Nicole's urging, Brandon shifted around on the fiberglass seat so
that he and his mother were facing James.  Nicole straddled her son, rising
from the foaming water until half her thighs were exposed to the cool air.
"Can you see everything, dear?"

   "Everything," James said.  His gaze was fixed on the moist pink opening
at the juncture of his new wife's legs.  The head of Brandon's cock reared
up out of the water, just inches below his mother's pussy.  He wrapped his
strong arms around his mother's soft belly, steadying her.  Nicole spread
her pussy lips with two fingers, her other hand guiding her son's prick
toward its hot destination.

   Crouching down a few inches more, she settled the steamy entrance of her
cunt atop the mushroom-like head of her son's cock.  "Mama loves you so
much," she cooed as she engulfed the first few inches.  And then, to her
transfixed husband: "Enjoy...  ungh...the...show!

   Nicole worked her way down onto Brandon's rock hard cock with little
wriggling thrusts that churned and caused the water to splash.  She tried
to go slow, wanting James to have a clear view of the action.  He deserved
that, for being such an open minded and supportive husband.

   Their marriage, Nicole reflected, had surely been made...well, perhaps
not in Heaven, she thought with inward amusement.  Not unless the Almighty
were a heavilyhung eternal stud ravishing the tight sex mouths of his
angelic nymphs.  Hell, why not?  she decided, If we were made in His image,
why the everlasting fuck not?  He/she gave us tits and cocks and pussies
along with the drive to use them.

   And, she decided, any laws or rules forbidding the consummation of human
lust for another simply because they were mother and son, or sister and
brother, father and daughter or any other combination must be the invention
of narrowminded and sex-hating human beings.

   James would surely agree with her improvised theology, she thought. 
From the first he had not only accepted but happily encouraged the
continuation of her sexual dalliance with her own flesh and blood.  And
that was why he was her perfect mate.

   Biting her lip the red-haired mother took more of her son's dick into
her creamy tunnel.  She savored the pressure of his cock against her inner
membranes and flexed her internal muscles as if to draw him faster and
further in.

   "You sure can suck a guy's dick great from either end," Brandon laughed.
His hands moved up to cup his mother's giant breasts.  Kneading her stiff
nipples he pulled her gently downward.  With a sudden jab of his hips he
snaked the rest of his cock into Nicole's hole with a single thrust.

   "That's more like it," Brandon grunted.  "Let's get this in gear." He
started snaking his shaft repeatedly in and out of his horny mother.  She
yelped in pleasure and shock as her son took charge of the incestuous fuck.

   Nicole was so glad that she didn't have to choose between one man and
another, between James and Brandon.  Much as she adored her husband her boy
would always come first in her heart and no cock, not even her husband's
magnificent endowment, quite equaled the thrill of penetration by her own
son.

   James, of course, had no idea what his bride was thinking at that moment
and had no interest on his own in pondering the ways of the universe.  He
was content to lean back in the warm water, hands folded behind his head,
and watch the beautiful older woman take cock.  He'd never known anyone to
fuck with quite the abandonment and pure joy of Nicole Andrews.  The
undulation of her hips, the rippling tension of her calves and even the
slight jiggle of her maternal belly bespoke the guiltless pleasure with
which she gave herself to her partner-of-themoment...whoever that might be.

   Sex was simple for James and always had been.  His first sexual
experience had been with his pediatrician, an attractive, quite
conservative Belgian woman in her forties who'd been his doctor since
infancy.  He'd entered puberty during one of the long overseas diplomatic
assignments on which the family had accompanied his father.  When they'd
returned to the States and James had gone in for a routine checkup and
physical, Doctor Willems had made the discovery which had altered both
their lives.

   James remembered standing in the examination room wearing only his BVDs.
"Please remove your shorts," the doctor said briskly as she had dozens of
times.  "During your time in Europe," she'd begun, flipping through his
medical history, "did you experience any...Oh my sweet Lord!"

   Doctor Willems had been staring unabashedly at the teenaged boy's
crotch. None of this was part of the routine examination as he remembered
it.  "Is something wrong?" he'd asked naively.  "Am I not normal?"

   Doctor Willems had taken a deep breath before answering.  "Nothing is
wrong," she'd said.  "Something is very, very right with you, Jimmy.  But
you are also definitely not normal." After a few more awkward moments of
staring at the boy, the doctor had seemed to resolve some doubt in herself.
She;d walked over, locked the examination room door and then had begun
James' sexual education.

   James still held many fond memories of Doctor Willems.  He remembered
how her long, almost ice-white blond hair would fan over her bare shoulders
as she'd crouched before him to give head.  Telling his parents that their
son had a slight "muscular anomaly" that was nothing to be concerned about
but would "require a few hours of weekly physical therapy to correct" she'd
fucked and sucked the youngster through his remaining public school years.

   On the rare occasions when his interest had seemed to flag she'd
introduced him to her friends, a collection of oversexed middle-aged women
united, it seemed, by their unyielding fascination with big cocks. 
Anything to keep James curious and returning, that seemed to be the
Doctor's motto.

   "You have a special gift, Jimmy," she'd tell him, hugging his butt with
her long legs to pull his "gift" deeper into her cunt.

   And so, sex had been simple: James had something that women wanted
badly. Not every woman, but most that he'd met, were not only willing but,
it seemed, positively eager to break rules, violate solemn vows and even
endure public humiliation for a ride on his giant cum-filled cock.

   So now as he observed Nicole bouncing and shrieking on her son's dick it
was James who considered himself lucky.  She was not only a gorgeous MILF
but a freak who was game for anything and everything.  She understood his
needs and intentions as well as he understood hers.

   On the day he'd proposed she'd said to him "Darling, I want you to know
something.  I love you too much to ever deny you the right to your
pleasure...and I know you feel the same way.  After we're married I want
you to go on putting the prick to any woman you so desire, whenever you
want.  And I'll do the same, opening my legs and mouth and ass to any man I
please...most of all, my son Brandon."

   "So good, so good" Nicole chanted now as Brandon fed his prick up her
cock channel.  "That's the way, that's the way to fuck your mother!" She
leaned forward, supporting herself with her hands on her son's knees while
opening her pussy even wider to his battering cock.

   The beginnings of an orgasm stirred in Nicole's belly, sensations like
tingling electric arcs of pleasure radiating out from her center to the
tips of her fingers and toes, her nose and her nipples.

   "Hey kid, Momma's about to come," James said.  "She's got that dizzy
look of hers."

   "Yeah?" Brandon said.  "Far out.  'Cause I'm about to unload my balls
into her!"

   "Yes, yes, do it now!" Nicole moaned.."Give me all your juice, baby! 
I'm there, I'm...ooooh, yyyeeesss, aaaiiieeeee!" she howled as she came. 
She kept spiking her pussy down on to Brandon's cock as he spewed his jism
into her yet again.

   At this moment of supreme cock-loving bliss it was hard for her to
believe how close she'd been to missing all of this, just a few years
ago...

   CHAPTER FOUR

   Two years ago...

   "Hey, Mrs.  Crane!"

   Startled, Nicole turned to see the dark-haired youngster loping toward
her down the nearly deserted main hallway of Greenleaf High School.  She
recognized Luke Gable, one of Brandon's twelve-grade classmates and also a
member of her son's soccer team.

   He stopped before her, looked down into her eyes and flashed an open
smile.  "You look lost.  Can I help?"

   At half past four on a Tuesday afternoon in the spring, the main school
building was mostly empty, with even most of the extracurricular activities
winding down.  She was alone in the corridor with Luke and unsure why that
made her uncomfortable.

   "I'm looking for the music room," Nicole said.  "I'm picking up Brandon
from small ensemble practice."

   "Oh, that's one of the temporary buildings out back," Luke replied. 
"I'll show you." He turned and strode off.  Nicole struggled to keep pace;
the boy towered over her and his long legs ate up the distance.  "Brandon's
been in school here since sophopmore year," he said at one point.  "I'm
kinda surprised you don't know your way around."

   "Music is a sudden new interest of Brandon's this semester," Nicole
explained.  "Honestly, between sports and his clubs and this I'm afraid
he's overextending himself."

   "Oh don't worry," Luke said, shooting her a sideways glance.  His smile
this time held a little mystery, as if concealing a private joke.  "There's
not much my man Brando can't handle."

   Nicole had to smile to herself at the nickname.  It was appropriate
though, as her son's brooding good looks and powerful young frame reminded
her of the young actor as he'd appeared in Streetcar Named Desire.  Luke
was undoubtedly right.  Brandon was full of the vitality and energy of
adolescence and seemed able to bounce back from anything.

   Anything including what had to be a challenging home life.  Nicole tried
automatically to push the thought away, but it was becoming harder and
harder as the years passed.

   In fact Brandon had become the only bright spot in her eighteen year
marriage to George Crane.

   The odds had been stacked against the couple since the beginning, or so
Nicole believed now.  After her first amazing session of fucking with her
father, Lou Foster had shocked her by insisting that she keep her date with
the popular star school athlete.  "I want you to have a normal life and
prospects for the future," her dad had said simply.  "Whatever normal can
mean, now." She remembered how he'd added, with a twinkle in his eye, "and
we need to keep up appearances."

   Keep up appearances Nicole did, as she would for decades after.  Anxious
for more fucking she'd bedded Crane immediately on their first date, which
might have earned her a "reputation" save for the fact that even George,
not the brightest tack in the box, realized his good fortune to be with the
most beautiful girl in school and have her turn out to be the hottest fuck
a fellow could imagine.  He kept mum about her unbridled, whorish
lovemaking and instead they became a couple.

   With George on her arm Nicole was the envy of the other girls in school,
which held a secret bitterness for her.  What they didn't know was that the
"big man on campus" was nothing of the sort in the trousers.  His dick was
disappointingly small to a girl who'd recently been initiated into fucking
by her heavy-hung father, and he was clumsy and too fast between the
sheets. Nor did he improve with time.

   For Nicole the saving grace which made it all bearable was that her
father kept on fucking her at every opportunity.

   Though her mother's long business trips to Chicago became regular
occurrences after making partner in her firm they were never frequent
enough for Nicole.  While mom was away dad and daughter would play,
sometimes not leaving the bedroom for days.  Even when Doris Foster called
home to say she'd be late at the office her daughter took to announcing the
fact to Lou by greeting him at the front door naked and leading him into
the den for an afternoon session of sixty-nine.

   Everything had come crashing down with Nicole's unplanned pregnancy
right after high school.  George had proposed, Nicole had debated what to
do and was heartbroken when her father had urged her to marry Crane.

   "But why, Daddy?" she'd sobbed.  "I want you."

   "And that can't happen," Lou had said tersely.  "George wants to marry
you and it's what the townsfolk in this place expect in a jam like this. 
It's normal."

   "Fuck normal!" Nicole had cursed.  "Fuck me!"

   And they had, urgently and risking everything because Doris had been at
home on a client conference call.  The possibility of having everything
blow up on them had excited the stubborn, defiant red-haired teen but must
have affected her father differently.

   At least, that was the conclusion Nicole had finally come to after
months of turmoil and confusion...because the very next day Lou Foster
vanished from town.

   Lou's sister Jessie had disappeared at the same time.

   Nicole Foster was the only one in town who'd suspected the whole truth.
How could anyone else in the staid little hamlet of Greenleaf have guessed
it, after all?

   Heartbroken, she'd married George.  She also came to the tragic, secret
conclusion that her perverse and impulsive sexual demands had cost her the
only man she'd loved...the only man who'd ever made her come.

   "This is it," Luke said, snapping Nicole out of her reverie.  She'd
followed him out the back of the school and up to the most distant of three
long, low cinderblock buildings with corrugated steel roofing.

   "Oh!  Thank you!" Nicole reached up to give the tall boy an appreciative
hug.  His muscular arms slid briefly around her waist and for the second
time she experienced a moment of inner discomfort at his nearness.

   Luke released her quickly and opened a door for her.  "We should go in
through the instrument room," he whispered.  "Don't want to interrupt
them."

   The small room beyond was dark and crowded with all manner of musical
instruments in their cases, band uniforms on hangars and dog-eared books of
sheet music.  Nicole fumbled around for a light switch but Luke suddenly
grabbed her arm to prevent her.  "You don't wanna do that," he said in a
low voice.  "Listen."

   Coming from the other side of curtained wall was the sound of a woman's
voice: a husky

   contralto.  The sounds were musical enough in their way, but she was
definitely not singing.

   Nicole searched for the light again.  "I can't see!" she protested. 
Luke had not released her arm, and now he led her toward the curtained
wall. He tugged back the drapes a little to reveal a glass window behind.

   "Oh, we'll be able to see just fine, ma'am."

   The music room itself was fully lighted.  At the far end of the room
Miss Elaine Moore, head of Greenleaf High's music department, lay full
length on an old leather couch.

   She was completely naked and she was not alone.

   Miss Moore seemed not to see Nicole and Luke though she faced them.  Her
back was pressed snug against the chest of the youngster lying behind her.
She bent and lifted one of her long brown legs high, resting her arched
foot atop the boy's thigh.

   Nicole's son, Brandon, slowly pumped his hips to fuck his cock between
the older woman's shining wet cunt lips.

   "Miss Elaine" trailed her fingertips around her large breasts, stopping
now and again to tug at her stiff dark nipples.  As she played with herself
she hummed, a trilling tuneless hum from deep in her throat, a paeon to
cock.

   Nicole would have cried out then except that Luke clapped a hand over
her mouth and pulled her back tight against him.  "You don't wanna
embarrass your son, do you?" he hissed.  "They can't see us cause it's so
dark in here and bright out there.  Like a two-way mirror, my science teach
says."

   Nicole stopped struggling against Luke's superior strength, relaxing
slightly in his arms.  After a moment the boy took his hand from her mouth.
"Let me go!" she whispered.  "Luke, I have to stop this.  Brandon's just a
boy.  He's never..."

   "What moms don't know about their sons," Luke said mockingly.  "Lookit
him, Mrs.  Crane...he knows what he's doing, and he's digging it.  A lot."

   It was true.  In the lounge, Brandon nuzzled and kissed Elaine Moore's
neck.  He wrapped his fingers in her mane of tightly-curled black hair and
turned her face to him.  They shared a long deep kiss before Elaine broke
away and lowered her chin to rest on her sternum.  The gesture struck
Nicole as oddly modest...but only for a few seconds.  Brandon tried to kiss
her again, but she pushed his face away with a wicked laugh.

   "You just keep the big meat comin', Loverboy," she murmured.  "And let
teacher supercharge this fuck."

   The hot-fucking teacher cupped one of her own lush, pendulous breasts in
her hand and brought it up to her lips.  Opening her mouth in a toothy
smile she then bit her own nipple gently.  To Nicole's astonishment, Elaine
sucked herself, drawing more and more of her ample tit-flesh into her
mouth. Her eyelids fluttered in arousal and she lowered them, her chocolate
brown eyes dazing distantly at nothing.

   "Bet you could do that," Luke said to Nicole.  She didn't respond,
barely aware of what was happening to her as she watched her son fuck his
teacher.

   Elaine Moore's self stimulation seemed to push her to a new level of
excitement.  Her round hips shook and she bounced faster against Brandon's
thrusts to the point that Nicole could now hear the slap of flesh against
flesh.

   "Goddamn that's fantastic!" Brandon whooped.  "It's like stickin' my
dick into a butter churn!"

   "Mmm..." was all that Elaine could say at first, around a mouth crammed
full.  After a while she slowed her hips and released her tit.  "And that's
how Laney rocks a cock, baby.  You like?"

   "I love it," Brandon said, stroking her shoulder.  "Who taught you that?

   "Taught me?" Elaine laughed.  "Child, before I made the acquaintance of
you and your pals I was mostly what you might call self-educated.  My body
is my instrument, and I always practiced whenever I could.  Now if you'll
let me get back to it I'm gonna play me while ya lay me!"

   With that, Elaine sucked on her other breast and the partners picked up
the pace again.

   "No matter how many times I fuck you, I can't get over how tight your
pussy is," Brandon said at last.

   "Honey," Elaine purred, "your dick's so big it'd stretch out a mare."
She extended a hand to lightly scrape her nails along the exposed length of
the boy's prick.  "You're the answer to a horny woman's hopes and dreams.

   For the first time, through her shock Nicole focused her eyes on her
son's prick as he withdrew it most of the way from Elaine's clinging cunt.
It was true: Brandon was hung like a laboring beast of the fields.

   The red-haired mother gave out a straggled gasp, her breathing shallow
in her moment of revelation.  She'd always thought Brandon favored her side
of the family.  Seeing him naked and erect, she was suddenly certain that
there was no way that Brandon was George Crane's son.

   From the egg-sized crown of the boy's cock to the huge full balls now
bouncing rhythmically against Elaine's tight round ass, Brandon Crane was
every inch Lou Foster's boy!

   CHAPTER FIVE

   Elaine Moore, 32 years of age, MA in Music Education, lately an awardee
of the Advanced Music Fellowship at Lexington Baptist College in Texas,
writhed breathlessly through yet another orgasm on the rigid, pounding cock
of a small town teenaged boy.

   She was pretty "small town" too, she reminded herself.  Her Southern
Baptist upbringing had instilled in her a strict code of morality.  She'd
grown up to fear punishment both now and eternally in the Hereafter for
even dreaming of sex in any form other than between man and woman
sanctified in the eyes of the Almighty.  She'd remained true to the faith
of her childhood throughout her years of schooling despite the continual
invitations to stray and to experiment with which men responded to her
smoky eyes, sculpted face and a body that was all at once lanky, athletic
and voluptuous.

   That is, she'd remained a virgin.  She'd averted her eyes when other
girls at school had shared scandalous photos and magazine images of men and
women enjoying themselves, and she'd refused to take part in or listen to
those self-same girls recount their own many and varied sexual experiences
- whether real or made up for the sake of impressing one another.

   But "Laney" had her own imagination and a relentless sex drive that she
couldn't entirely mask...at least not when she was alone.  Nightly she'd
given herself up to binges of obsessive masturbation, fantasizing about
things she'd never speak aloud or dare to act out.

   Had she not been brilliant and a quick study Elaine might have flunked
out of school before college, so little sleep did she manage on the many
nights when she'd discovered a brand new way to play with her own body.

   She was sure she wasn't imagining it now, though, when she saw movement
and heard furtive noises from behind the window at the other end of the
music room.  She wasn't troubled by it.  The doors to the building were
locked and only a few of her favorite students had copies of the keys. 
Oftentimes one or more of the boys would slip in to watch her sexing a
lucky classmate and despite the dangers inherent in the practice, Elaine
let herself be guided by a simple principle:

   It pays to advertise.

   She contracted her inner muscles around Brandon Crane's prick, adding to
both their pleasure and ensuring that his attention was completely upon the
lusty fuck she was throwing him.  He was nearing another climax...she could
feel it in the pulsing of his prick and she was determined that nothing
would deprive her of the full, thundering discharge of this fine stud's
seed into her womanly canal.

   If later on one or more other steely-dicked teens revealed themselves
and joined in, so much the better, for Laney did love to practice her
proficiency on multiple instruments.

   ###

   When Nicole opened her eyes, Luke Gable was crouched over her.  "There
you are," he said.

   "What happened?" she asked.

   "You kinda fainted away.  I caught you, and made you, um, comfortable."

   Something in the boy's tone triggered an alarm in Nicole's head and she
pulled herself quickly up to a sitting position.  They were still in the
darkened small room adjacent to the place...the place where that woman was
having her way with Brandon.  Nicole's immediate fears were unfounded,
though: she was still fully clothed in baggy teeshirt and

   unfashionable loose, grey sweatpants and jacket.

   Luke read her look.  "Here now, whatta think I am?" he said.  "I just
put you down there and made a bed out of those old furniture pads they
protect the piano with.  You were breathin' okay so I didn't even try, you
know, CPR or somethin." His irrepressible confidence flashed for just a
moment and he added "Not that I didn't want to give you a little chest
massage."

   "Please!" As her head cleared Nicole remembered all that she'd seen and
heard through the thin glass window.  She needed to take action, to protect
her son from traveling any further down the licentious road that had cost
her so much in her own youth.  But she didn't want to humiliate him.  What
to do?

   "How long was I..."

   "Out?  Five minutes maybe." Luke shrugged.  "Hard dick and wet pussy
wait for no one, though, and the show in there has, uh, 'progressed.'
Brando blew a load up Laney's snatch and now she's doin' her own kind of
resuscitatin' on him."

   Returning in curiosity to the window Nicole saw Elaine now sitting on
the couch in crosslegged "indian fashion" before Brandon.  He was on his
knees facing her, one hand braced against the couch back.  She bobbed her
head, taking only the first few inches of his rapidly hardening cock into
her mouth.  She'd suck avidly for a few strokes and them release him,
batting his saliva-slick rod between her hands, tickling his balls and once
again humming her little song of lust.

   Nicole had her first unobstructed look in years at her son's cock.  She
was transfixed.  My, my how they grow up.

   "I reckon she's fixin' to titty-fuck him," Luke volunteered.  "You like
to titty-fuck, Mrs.  Crane?"

   "Luke!  How dare you?" Nicole almost shouted, but remembered in time to
lower her voice.  Yet...if she was determined to put a stop to this obscene
coupling why was she hesitant to reveal her presence?  She wasn't sure.

   "It's a simple question," Luke said.  "Most of the girls in this town,
they get hold of a big cock and two things they want to do right away is
suck and then slide it up between their hooters.  Heck, a lot o teachers
are the same way, I oughta know."

   Luke smirked and put his face close to Nicole's.  "And older guys wives.
And mothers.  Hell, I gotta friend whose mom must be fifteen years older
than you, but you wouldn't know it when her hair's down and she's naked. 
Nope, Lucille looks purty as a girl when she's ridin' my cock."

   Nicole just stared at Luke, so close, and recognition burst through her
years of self-repression: her "discomfort" at his nearness was just plain
lust.

   Sex with George Crane was a meager thing, but Nicole had convinced
herself that it was enough for her.  Deep down she was terrified that
loosening control of the horny female animal she'd been all those years ago
would cost her too much...that she would somehow lose Brandon, as she had
lost her father.  Now Luke Gable was suggesting possibilities that Nicole
had refused to think about for nearly two decades.  What if...

   But NO!  Nicole shook off the tempting thoughts.  She needed to focus.
She had to save her son.

   And, frighteningly, the only hope she saw close at hand was Luke.

   "Luke," she began calmly, soothingly, "You know that what these older
women do with you and Brandon and your friends is not good for you or for
them...right?"

   "'Course not."

   "Well then -"

   "It's fuckin' great!  Hell, you think that sexy lady who's blowin' your
boy seduced him?  You got it all wrong, Mrs.  Crane.  Guys like me and
Brandon and the rest of the gang know the score.  He's been gettin' his
share of prime pussy for a long time now, way before Elaine Moore hit
town." Luke paused.  "You want me to tell you about her?"

   "About her?" Nicole asked.  "You mean about her and..and Brandon?"

   "Uh-huh.  And the rest."

   The rest...Nicole's thoughts raced.  She desperately needed to win Luke
over.  Perhaps if she listened to his boasts she could find some way to
reach him.  "Go ahead," she said despite her misgivings.

   "Okay, well Laney had a lot of book learning about bein' a teacher when
she got here," Luke began.  "But she was pretty shy and naive and when she
couldn't deal with the kids gettin' out of hand she decided to try, y'know,
"being our friend." She'd hang out after school and listen to us gripe
about our folks and the coach and like that.  And it worked in a way.  We
liked her and we settled down a lot in her class.

   "So at the end of the first quarter one Friday she threw a little pool
party for her favorite students at the condo she's rentin' downtown."

   "That's against school rules," Nicole protested.

   "Totally," Luke agreed.  A few of us guys on the team stayed late after
the party to help her clean up.  That's what we said, anyway."

   "How many is 'a few?'" Nicole asked.  She could hardly admit to herself
the kind of curiosity that this story aroused in her, but she had to know.

   "Four.  Me, Brandon, Trey and Bobby.  We got a cooler of beer outta
Bobby's truck.  "Miss Moore" didn't want us to do that but she knew she was
already in over her head, if word got out.  She had a couple with us, not
many, and she started to relax for the first time since she'd been in this
town.  She even got flirty with your boy.

   "So we talked her into doing some weed, and wow!  Total 180, man.  She
started dancin' to the radio.  She danced with us and then just got out
there on the floor and danced all by herself.  Nothin' on but this little
white bikini, and she strutted and shook those big jugs and that ass like
she was a stripper.

   "So Brandon finally seen enough.  He walked up to her and they started
makin' out and she was totally into it.  And then, a couple of tugs on the
strings and her bikini top was on the floor.  And then the bottom.  She was
naked, and for a minute she looked kind of confused.

   "Then Brandon dropped down in front of her and slipped his tongue up in
her slit.  We had to laugh because she looked so funny, her eyes kind of
crossed and her knees buckled and Brandon just laid her down and kept
eating her out.  Her tongue lolled out and she screamed and beat her legs
in the air.  She just went nuts around your boy's tongue."

   Luke paused.  "You okay, Mrs.  Crane?  You're sweatin' in that thing."
He indicated Nicole's workout top.

   "I'm fine," she snapped.

   "I can't have you faint twice on me," the boy said slyly.  "You want to
hear the rest, lose the jacket."

   "Oh, all right," Nicole said peevishly, unzipping and shrugging out of
the garment.  Her undershirt while loose fitting was now clinging damply to
her shoulders and breasts.  Luke let out an appreciative whistle.

   "Go on," Nicole urged.  "Get on with it."

   "Your son made Teacher come a couple of times before lettin' Trey have a
taste.  Then Bobby, then me.  We all took turns lickin' her pussy until
Laney was beggin' to be pegged.

   "We carried her into the bedroom and got all comfortable and played with
her some more.  'I'm a virgin,' she said.  'Brandon.  I want
Brandon...first.'

   "So your son got between her legs, put the head of his dick up between
her pussylips and started to push.  Then he winked at me and said 'the hell
with first.'

   "I got on my knees by her head and said 'Let's make your first fuck
somethin' to really remember.'"

   "She looked in my eyes and she looked at my cock and somethin' clicked
in her, her eyes lit up.  She opened wide and sucked on my meat while
Brando took her cherry."

   "My God," Nicole breathed.  She felt feverish.  Lust flared fully to
life for the first time in ages, deep in the center of her being.

   "I think something just clicked in you, Mrs Crane." Luke sat down beside
Nicole and wrapped one arm around her, pulling her tight against him. 
Nicole was mesmerized, unable to move or resist as he massaged her back
through the wet teeshirt.

   "Trey and Bobby hadda get into the act of course," he continued.  "They
each sucked on one of her tits while she squirmed and grabbed at their
pricks.  Miss Elaine Moore's virgin fuck was four guys at one time.  And
then, 'course we had the weekend ahead of us.  The four of us and her, over
and over, hardly ever just two at a time.  She always said, 'the best
teachers are good students.'"

   "Oh!" Nicole exclaimed.  "Oh, how, how..."

   "Terrible?" Luke guessed.  His hand slipped under the hem of her shirt.
"No way.  She loved it all and she's been unstoppable ever since.  That's
what I'm tellin' you, Nicole...a healthy chick fucks."

   With what Nicole recognized as a practiced touch Luke flipped open her
bra clasp with one motion and before she could speak gathered the fabric of
her shirt and pulled it over her head.

   "Please, don't," she sighed...but she didn't struggle.  He hooked his
fingers into the elastic waist of both her pants and panties and in yet
another swift movement they were off.

   "That's more like it," he said, frankly looking her up and down.  "I
like you better bare.  Babe like you belongs naked."

   "I can't.  We can't!" Nicole insisted, suddenly remembering the couple
in the outer room.  "What if they hear us?"

   "What if?" Luke shrugged.  "That'd kind of depend, wouldn't it?  But if
that's your only worry, don't."

   The teenager stood up and started stripping.  Nicole's head swam.  How
had she gotten herself into this?  How could she let this boy, Brandon's
age, his best friend, have his way with her?  This was happening too fast
and it was wrong and...

   Luke Gable dropped his trousers and stepped out of them.  He wore no
underwear.  All the voices of caution and protest in her heads fell silent
at the sight of his erect cock.

   "Beautiful," Nicole thought, then realized with shock that she'd said it
aloud.  "It's beautiful," she repeated, then adding silently and only to
herself Almost as beautiful as my son's.

   The boy stepped toward her.  "Go ahead and give him a kiss," he urged.
Without a word Nicole brushed her parted lips across the head of Luke's
cock.  The satin smoothness, the warmth, the almost-forgotten scent of male
meat was both an awakening and yet worked like a drug on her senses.

   Nicole licked the crown and salivated.  She opened her mouth and let
Luke feed his cock to her.

   "Oh yeah," he said, bucking forward to give her a little more.  "You
done this before, but I'll bet not with Brandon's old man." The full
emergence of the young man's arrogant self-assurance stung her pride, but
pride was far from important to her now.  At that instant Nicole's pussy
ruled her heart and mind.

   Luke kept rocking his hips back and forth, shoving his prick deeper into
Nicole's mouth.  A trembling shiver ran through her from tits to cunt when
his balls first brushed against her chin and she knew she'd taken it all.

   Then Luke yanked his prick away without warning.  "Lie down, babe," he
ordered.  Nicole slid to her back without hesitation and was rewarded by
the sight of Luke's fuckrod dangling above, inches from her face as he
straddled her in the sixty-nine position.  She reached for his hips and
guided his engorged prick back into her mouth.  She felt his fingers
delicately parting her pussy petals.  The boy blew warm breath across her
pussy, making her clit swell and expose itself.  "Lookie," he said and then
started teasing her lovebud with his fingers and tongue.

   Nicole orgasmed without expecting it.  No slow warm build-up, no
tingling in the soles of her feet, just instantaneous, all-consuming
ecstasy.  She thrashed beneath her young stud and would have screamed out,
alerting her son and his teacher, were not her mouth and throat plugged
with solid, hard-driving cock.

   "Atta girl," Luke said, recalling for her the lusty encouragement of her
father.  "If you like that so much you're gonna go wild for this." With
that, he started sucking her pussy.

   Nicole, a long reticient woman in her mid-thirties, was happily
bewildered by the experience and technique Luke possessed.  He brought her
to the brink of coming with his lips and tongue, holding her there and then
easing off.  He did it again, and again.  She slipped into a dreamy erotic
trance.  Is Brandon this good?  she wondered without the presence of mind
or inhibition left right now to feel embarrassment at the question.

   The image of her son fucking Elaine sprang to mind as vividly as if the
pair were coupling before her eyes and she had her answer.  Somehow little
Greenleaf had raised itself a bumper crop of precocious alpha studs.

   Nicole sucked harder at Luke's shaft, eager now to taste his jism.  But
that was not what he had in mind, not this time.  With a final swipe of his
tongue across her clit he rose and pulled his cock from her mouth.

   "Please," she whimpered, but before she could finish the sentence he was
on top of her again, looking her in the eye and pinning her beneath him
with his full weight as his fuckrod sought the entrance to her cunt.  "Oh,
yes, Luke!  Yes!" she groaned, feeling his bloated cockhead slide across
her moist pussylips.

   He squeezed her asscheeks and lifted her slightly off the matting,
lunging his hips forward.  With one thrust he stabbed his prick straight
through the coral folds of his best friend's mother's cunt.  She thought
she'd split apart as for the first time in years a real cock worthy of the
name filled her neglected cuntal cavern.

   Nicole fought back the urge to scream in delight as the boy fucked his
cock deeper and deeper into her pussy.  Tears of joy ran down her cheeks
and into her flowing red hair as he buried himself all the way inside her.
She went crazy, humping her pelvis up to grind against him.  She wanted
everything he could give her.

   Luke pulled halfway out.  Nicole clamped her smooth legs around his
waist, unwilling to take any more teasing.  But Luke had no intention of
abandoning the hottest, silkiest pussy he'd explored in many months.  He
thrust back into her and then out again, picking up the pace until his cock
was hammering in and out of her like a fucking machine.

   Finally the teenager leaned down to kiss the older woman's lips.  "Gonna
come," he rasped.

   "Yeah, come for me baby!" Nicole urged.  "Fill me up with boy juice!"

   He slammed all the way inside her quivering cunt one final time and with
a low rumbling groan of pleasure blasted his hot load into her sizzling
pussy.  At the sensation of the first spurt of goo against her sugar walls
Nicole shuddered and her nerves exploded with another orgasm.  This time it
took her in waves, each volley of Luke's cum triggering a fresh spasm.

   Eventually both their climaxes subsided.  Nicole drifted on a cloud of
satiated bliss.  This boy, she realized with a start, had made her come
more in their first fuck than George had managed in twenty years. 
Amazing...

   Nicole wasn't sure how much time had passed when she became aware that
the schoolyard and parking lot outside the temp building were much too
quiet.  She sat bolt upright, then crept over to the window separating the
two rooms.

   The music room where Brandon and Elaine had been was dark and deserted.
"Luke!" Nicole hissed under her breath.

   "Wha...huh?" Luke Gable propped himself groggily on his elbows.

   "We fell asleep!  What time is it?"

   The boy checked his watch.  "Quarter after eight."

   "Damn." Nicole grabbed her clothes and dressed hurriedly.  "My son must
be worried sick.  I hope Elaine gave him a ride home.  It's the least she
could do."

   To her own surprise she threw back her head and let out a loud, lusty
laugh...the first in a very long time.

   CHAPTER SIX

   Eighteen months ago...

   Her surprise upon first meeting Doctor Jacobsen in her downtown office
must have shown on her face.

   "Are you looking for a couch, Mrs.  Crane?" The young blonde woman
seated across from Nicole smiled sympathetically at her through of heavy
black-framed glasses.

   "I' m sorry, what?" Nicole said.

   "You'd think the stereotype would have gone and died long ago, but a
surprising number of patients expect psychiatrists to work with a couch.  I
only know one therapist who uses one for his patients, and he's quite
elderly."

   Lindsay Jacobsen was far from elderly; in fact she looked barely old
enough to have completed a doctor's education.  She was very slender, a
little taller than Nicole, dressed in a conservative lavender silk blouse,
navy skirt with matching pumps, and dark hose.  At first glance she looked
as if her people were from northern Europe, Denmark perhaps, but there was
something indefinably exotic about her features that suggested more diverse
ancestry.

   And there was no couch in her office.  Other than a plain metal desk and
swivel chair the furnishings included green plants in terra cotta vases, a
pair of bamboo end tables, several colorful woven wall hangings and two
comfortably upholstered modern chairs in which Nicole and Doctor Jacobsen
sat facing one another.

   Nicole said "I guess I expected someone..."

   "...Older.  More motherly.  More...experienced?" the young
psychiatrist's eyes twinkled as if at a private joke.

   "I'm sorry, Doctor.  I didn't mean - "

   "Relax, Nicole.  Call me Lindsay, please.  Now, why don't you tell me
how I can help you today."

   Nicole exhaled deeply and began describing in general terms her "affair"
- that was how she termed it - with young Luke Gable.  She wasn't sure how
long the doctor - Lindsay - let her talk uninterrupted, but something about
the young woman's open and direct manner engendered a sense of safety and
trust in the older woman.  Lindsay listened with keen interest, making
occasional notes in the black book she held in her lap.

   When Nicole had finished, Lindsay said "Let me ask you one or two
things. On how many occasions have you...seen Mr.  Gable?"

   "Mister -?  Oh, Luke...seven.  Eight."

   "And are you in authority over him?" Sensing Nicole's confusion, Lindsay
elaborated: "You're

   not his employer.  Or a teacher -"

   "No!" Nicole reddened at the memory of watching her son with Elaine
Moore.  Feeling exposed, she anxiously tugged the hem of her floral print
jersey dress further down her bare legs, suddenly wishing she'd worn
something less clingy...more modest.

   "And the young man is of legal age," Lindsay said.  "Nicole, you need to
be more specific with me about what's troubling you."

   "I'm twice his age!" Nicole protested, suddenly doubting the wisdom of
having come here at all.  "I'm married..."

   "It's not my role to judge you," Lindsay said.  "I simply want to
understand the real source of your emotional distress.  You say that your
marriage is troubled..."

   "Miserable is more like it." Nicole said, surprised at her own
vehemence. "George is a workaholic.  I can't complain about him as a
provider, but the time he doesn't spend at his father's factory he 'rewards
himself' by drinking.  He's seldom home, and when he is, he's either loudly
drunk or sleeping one off."

   "And your sex life is..." Lindsay prompted.

   "Non-existent.  For years."

   "Well, then." Lindsay said, "ordinarily I'd say that your primary
problem is the state of your marriage rather than this affair"

   "I feel so guilty.  About Luke," Nicole insisted.

   "I don't think that's it." The young leaned forward, her warm blue eyes
gazing directly into Nicole's.  "You react with visible excitement, and may
I be so bold, pleasure when describing your time with Luke.  I believe that
the shame that you feel is somehow displaced."

   Lindsay glanced down at her notes.  "How old is your son?  How old is
Brandon?

   It was as if someone had struck Nicole a blow right between her shoulder
blades, knocking the wind out of her.  "He's...Brandon is a high school
senior."

   "You mean that Brandon is Luke's age." Lindsay closed her notebook, an
enigmatic smile tugging at the corners of her full, pink-frosted lips. 
"Nicole, do you think of your son when you're with Luke?"

   "Do I think...?"

   "Do you think about Brandon when you're fucking his best friend?"

   Lindsay's sudden bluntness stunned Nicole, but not nearly as much as
what the young psychiatrist said next.

   "Nicole, dear, relax.  Any sexual feelings that you have for Brandon are
completely natural and nothing to be ashamed of."

   Nicole's eyes flickered up to meet Lindsay's.  "How can that be so?" she
asked.

   "Why do you suppose the incest taboo is so strong in our society...in
every culture?" Lindsay asked.  "We don't have to make harsh civil and
religious rules against behavior that people don't want to practice.  In
fact the most forbidden of acts are those that most tempt and call to us.
Those we most long for."

   "That is logical," Nicole conceded.  Still troubled but with the
beginnings of hope she asked "So you're saying that the fantasy is
harmless?"

   Lindsay paused, then said "There's more to, isn't there?  Have you ever
experienced sex with a family member?"

   Lindsay seemed to take some private glee in the question.  It's my
imagination, Nicole told herself.  She needed to trust this young woman. 
Despite misgivings, after a moment's hesitation, she slowly nodded.  "Yes.
My father."

   "I see." Nicole braced herself for a series of concerned and probing
questions.  Instead Lindsay simply asked, "Nicole, would you be willing to
explore your...emotional responses in a safe setting?"

   "I'm not sure what you mean."

   "Role playing.  Re-enactment.  I would guide you through sexual
scenarios under controlled conditions, in this office, with the assistance
of a surrogate."

   "I...I guess.  When would we...?"

   "No time like the present." Lindsay stood abruptly and stepped over to
her desk, picking up the phone.

   "Right now?  This afternoon?" Nicole was on the verge of panic.

   "Anthony, would you please come to my office?" Lindsay said into the
headset.  She looked back and Nicole, fairly grinning as she said "You
truly need relief.  The sooner, the better."

   A young man whom Nicole had seen earlier in Lindsay's otherwise empty
waiting room entered her office.  He was stocky, fair and of medium height.
He looked very young.  "I-I thought you were the receptionist," Nicole
stammered.

   "Tony assists me in this sort of therapy.  He has some very specific
qualifications." Lindsay explained.  "Tony, please lock the door." She
glanced at her patient reassuringly.  "We'll want complete privacy.  Now,
it's necessary for Tony to disrobe in order to proceed.  Y may remain fully
clothed at this point in the procedure, if you prefer."

   Tony kicked off his loafers and stripped out of his socks and his blue
oxford shirt.  He was a lean, muscular youth with a smooth and nearly
hairless body.  When he removed his khaki pants and under shorts Nicole saw
he had no pubic hair at all.

   Lindsay Jacobsen noticed her patient's fascination.  "Yes, depilation is
much more manageable and hygienic in a clinical setting," she said curtly,
standing beside her assistant.  "I understand that some young men also
shave themselves because they believe it makes their genitals appear
larger."

   She snickered and placed her hand on Tony's cock, moving it gently back
and forth, causing the flaccid organ to rapidly engorge and stiffen.  "I
don't think that's something Anthony has to be concerned about.  Will he
function adequately as a substitute?"

   "Substitute for what?" Nicole said absently, absorbed in watching the
young man's erection grow.

   "For whom.  Can you pretend that Tony is Brandon?"

   The fires of the red-haired mother's lust were kindled now.  This whole
situation was so strange...and yet compelling.  He's not Brandon, she told
herself.  Whatever happens here is safe, like Lindsay said.  And she is an
expert.  She's a doctor.

   She stood up and took a step toward Tony.  "Son," she began and stopped
herself.  She was increasingly horny but felt ridiculous.

   "It's not necessary to speak to him other than to give him directions."
Lindsay said, sitting down in Nicole's vacant chair.  "You'll notice that
Tony hasn't spoken nor will he speak during your encounter.  We're
interested in exploring primal behavior, not superficial play-acting. 
However, if vocalization comes naturally to you don't resist it."

   "Oh." Nicole touched the boy's prick.  She closed her hand around it,
enjoying the surging pulse of his blood rushing along the shaft.  How old
is he?  she wondered.  Can he be as young as Luke?  As Brandon?  She looked
up into his blue eyes.  He smiled guilelessly back at her.

   "Sit down," Nicole instructed.  Tony settled himself easily into the
chair Lindsay had used earlier.  She knelt before him.  "Let me...let mama
have a look." He obediently opened his knees and she ran her fingers up the
insides of both of his thighs.  She cradled his shaven balls.  The skin was
soft as velvet but his sack was taut and full, promising much.

   Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that Lindsay was not taking
notes on the encounter.  The doctor had abandoned her prim, professional
posture, uncrossing her legs and slouching low in her soft chair.  She
watched intently as her patient continued to stroke Tony's balls with one
hand while running the other up and down the underside of his cock.

   Raising herself up a little Nicole steadied herself with her forearms
atop Tony's thighs so that she could lower her face to his prick.  She
opened her mouth to swallow the tip, drooling over his glans.  So many
sensations, all at once: She savored the slight salty taste of his skin,
the round fullness of his cock crown as she curled her tongue around
it...the warm slickness of pre-cum gliding over the roof of her mouth as
she took more of him inside.

   Sense memories of deep-throating her father's big prick flooded back to
her.  So many fine sensations, at once familiar but always somehow new and
exciting again with each new man.  Her pussy welled up, soaking the crotch
of her snug cotton panties.  She slid her mouth down the length of the
boy's meat until she couldn't take any more, then pulled slowly off.

   "You're clearly aroused, Nicole.  It appears you're orally fixated and
enjoy fellatio a great deal."

   The kneeling redhead nodded enthusiastically.  "I love to suck cock,"
she admitted.  "I'm not sure I realized till just now how much I love to
suck cock."

   "Self-discovery.  Good." Lindsay encouraged.  She removed her eyeglasses
and chewed delicately on the end of one ear-piece, slipping it slowly in
and out of her own mouth.  "You're making progress.  Continue."

   Now eager to cooperate, Nicole returned to her therapy.  She sucked
Tony's prick hard, wetly gloving his veiny cock-shaft with her lips while
milking his balls with her fingertips.  She bobbed up and down, gradually
taking more and more of him into her throat, heedless of the loud slurping
and smacking noises she was making.  Her nostrils flared as she kept
gulping and sucking down prick meat, moving her head and lips up and down
faster and faster.

   The boy's very well trained, she mused as Tony made almost no noise in
response to her lusty blow-job.  She grew sensitive to the ragged intake of
his breath and the way his thigh and abdomen twitched, signaling the
intense pleasure that she was sure she was giving him.  She was so
intensely in her cock-sucking zone that she nearly swallowed and choked
when she felt air pass across the back of her thighs.  Lindsay had quietly
crossed the office and now knelt behind her patient, lifting Nicole's knit
cotton dress up and folding it around her waist.  Her shapely buttocks and
trim legs were completely exposed for the doctor's examination.

   "These must be very binding at this point," Lindsay said, touching the
wet crotch of Nicole's underpants.  She slid her fingers under the
waistband and pulled the garment down to the redhead's knees.  Never
missing a beat of the blowjob she was administering she briefly lifted
first one leg and then the other permitting the blonde to completely remove
the sopping panties.

   "Better?" Lindsay whispered.  "Very good." Nicole stiffened at the touch
of the doctor's fingertip lightly stroking her mound, close by but not
touching her dewy pussy lips.  The digit moved to explore the short tangle
of her minge.  "Oh, you are a redhead, aren't you?  And your skin is like
cream."

   Lindsay reclined on the carpet and scooted up so that her face was
directly under Nicole's cunt.  Her hands reached up to cup Nicole's ass
cheeks, drawing her patient slowly down toward her.  The older woman felt
warm breath tease her clit as Lindsay said, "Now, be honest with your
doctor, dear...have you ever had your pussy eaten by another woman?"

   Nicole shook her head furiously, tremors of raw need running through her
belly and thighs.

   "Excellent." Lindsay kissed Nicole's cunt.  She molded her soft mouth to
her patient's trembling pussy lips, her tongue lapping around the inner
surfaces in a leisurely, confident circuit.

   "Mmm!  Mmmmph!" Nicole moaned, her throat muscles vibrating against
Tony's cock in a whole new way.  The young man bucked and shuddered beneath
her.  Lindsay darted her tongue deep into Nicole as if French kissing her
pussy, teasing and exploring the tender interior.

   Nicole gave up any remaining illusion that she controlled the action. 
She surrendered to the demands of her hungry body and let Lindsay set the
pace.  The redhead bobbed and sucked cock and moved her hips in rhythms
dictated by the blonde's tongue as it stirred and jabbed deeper and deeper
inside her.

   Nicole needed no previous experience with women to know that Doctor
Lindsay Jacobsen was a pussy-sucker par excellence.  At one moment her
tongue was broad and soft, lathing Nicole's insides like a girl licking
sweet strawberry cake frosting from the inside of a mixing bowl.  An
instant later she rolled it stiff and used it like a finger or a little
cock.

   The redhead's lips burned with the raw friction of her cock-sucking and
she grew desperate for the reward of her lover's spunk.  She meant to suck
him dry and feel the sensation of his thick jism coating her throat and
warming her tummy.  She grabbed the base of his prick with one hand and
pumped frantically while the beginnings of orgasm coursed like little
flames through her own body.

   When Lindsay unsealed her lips from Nicole's cunt and started licking
her stiff little clit, Nicole's climax overwhelmed her.  "Give it to her
NOW, Tony!" the doctor commanded.  Nicole drew her head up until her lips
clasped just behind the flared rim of the boy's cock knob, the better to
taste the first delicious gobs of his goo, then plunged forward again to
engulf his whole prick and capture every drop.

   Tony's cock throbbed powerfully and erupted with a quantity and duration
she'd not experienced before.  With a lover at her mouth feeding her a
seemingly endless stream of jism and a second eagerly drinking her pussy
juices like sweet oozing honey she came again and again, one orgasmic peak
melting into another...and then another...and another.

   When at last Nicole's spasms subsided and Tony's flow diminished to a
trickle she slumped to one side and rolled off of Lindsay.  Leaning against
the boy's near leg, she curled her arm around his calf for support.  Her
psychiatrist smiled up at her, licking droplets of girl dew from her lips.

   "You've made extraordinary progress for a single session," the doctor
declared.  "I'd say you're halfway home." Seeing Nicole's puzzlement, she
elaborated.  "There's nothing really wrong with you other than your
self-tormenting denial of your natural sexual needs.  The more frequently
you express your urges in open action, the better you'll feel. 
Hmm...Anthony needs a bit of finishing up, I think." She got to her knees
and began licking stray rivulets of cum from the still-seeping opening of
his cock.  "What...mmm...what did you say that Luke told you, Nicole?  I
think it was 'healthy women fuck.'"

   Lindsay rose to stand in her stocking feet, her shoes long since
discarded, unbuttoning her blouse as she went on.  "Young men have a raw,
unfiltered grasp of the basics, Nicole.  They can offer us more than just
their hard cocks and rivers of cum.  Much more."

   She slipped off her little ribbon of a bra.  Her small, high breasts
were half covered by puffy pink nipples.

   Nicole sucked in her breath at the effect Lindsay's casual strip-off had
on Tony: his prick had wilted only just a bit after coming, and now it
swelled rapidly back to full size.

   "I told you he had very special qualifications for this work," Lindsay
murmured, pressing down with two fingers on the tip of the resurgent prick,
releasing and watching it spring up.

   Nicole found her voice at last.  "What about my fixation on Brandon?"
she asked.  "You really believe my fantasies are normal?  It's okay to - "

   "Much better than just okay, dear." Lindsay unzipped the side of her
skirt, let it fall to the carpet and stepped out of it.  Her hose were held
up by an oldfashioned black garter belt.  She wore no panties.  Her little
pussy was as denuded of hair as Tony's.  "I'd characterize your desire for
your son as a great good fortune...for both of you."

   She straddled Tony, facing Nicole, and crouched over his lap.  The young
man's strong hands caught her around the waist as if on cue, holding her so
that her pussy hovered a few inches above his cock.

   "I don't just condone sexual fantasies, my dear.  Under appropriate
circumstances, I endorse the full practice of incest itself." She tousled
Tony's hair.  "In fact I can't recommend it highly enough.  Right, little
brother?"

   Tony relaxed his hold on her so that she could lower herself onto his
prick, and spoke for the first time.  "Right, Sis."

   Lindsay reached her hand down, guiding his cock toward her cunt.  Her
slim thighs as she slowly lowered herself onto him.  His cock-tip brushed
against her pussy lips and she held steady for a moment.  Then she moved
her hips in little circles as she descended, biting her lip in obvious
pleasure.  "Ahhh, yesss!"

   "Oh my God," Nicole whispered as she watched in disbelief.  Her own
pussy was wetter than ever, and she was afraid to blink and miss an
instant.

   When she'd taken her brother's cock down to the balls Lindsay rested
briefly, squirming and rubbing her ass and thighs against him before
bracing her hands on the chair's arms and rising again until only his cock
head remained inside her.  "Oh yeah!" Tony groaned.  "Fuck me, dammit! 
Fuck!"

   She rode him with feline grace, arching her back as she slowly rose and
fell on his prick.  She winked at Nicole.  "How does this make you feel?"

   "Confused," Nicole said.

   "And-?" Lindsay prompted.

   "Turned on," the redhead admitted.  "Watching you fuck your brother
makes me horny."

   "As well it should.  You're a highly sexual woman."

   "But he's your brother.  It's wrong."

   Lindsay just laughed.  "Does this feel wrong to you, Tony?"

   "It feels fantastic, like always!" he replied, reaching around to cup
her little tits.

   "Listen to me, Nicole," Lindsay said as she fucked her brother.  "The
rule against incest is ancient.  It's outdated and foolish.  For women
like...UHNGH!...women like us it's a neurotic obstacle to
self-actualization OH FUCK BABY FUCK ME!  SOOO GOOD!  GIMME THAT COCK!"

   Lindsay caught her breath, recovered her composure and continued. 
"Nicole, do you see anything - OHH!  - wrong with the way Tony's cock fits
in my UNNHH!  pussy?"

   The redhead shook her head.

   "Come closer, dear.  Look carefully.  We want you to be sure, don't we?"
the young blonde couldn't suppress her amusement.

   Nicole rose to her knees and eagerly pressed her face between Tony's
legs.  Enrapt, she watched the way Lindsay's cunt lips unfurled and clung
to the trunklike cock as she lifted herself, rolling up inside her pussy on
the down stroke.  Nicole inhaled the heady aroma of Tony's mingled sweat
and cum and Lindsay's juices.

   "There's no medical, biological or psychological difference between my
fucking Tony or fucking a stranger," Lindsay said, "except that for me this
is more exciting.  I feel so liberated...and I come so much harder for
family." She placed a hand on Nicole's head, running her fingers through
the lush red tresses.  "I want you to be free, too.  Free from the fear and
superstition that forbid you the very cocks that you most crave." Lindsay
guided Nicole's head gently forward.  "Go ahead...give in to what's
natural."

   Nicole flicked her tongue out and lapped at Tony's prick.  Her senses
reeling she dragged her tongue up and down the shaft then sucked on his
balls as she had so enthusiastically done before.  This was even better
because she could taste Lindsay on him.  Nicole luxuriated in that for a
while, then kissed the Lindsay's pussy and captured the blonde's clit
between her puckered lips.  Hands lightly on Lindsay's hips, Nicole bobbed
up and down along with her, unwilling to release the firm little morsel
from her moist, sucking mouth.

   "Yes, yesss..." Lindsay cooed.  "Yes, baby...I'm almost ready to
pronounce you cured." She leaned back against her brother and thrust her
pelvis encouragingly forward at Nicole's mouth.

   "I think, however, that we should assess your progress in a
less...formal setting.  I have a little country place, away from town.  Why
don't you come down and spend the weekend.  Meet my family."

   Nicole grinned up at her.  "Is that usually professional practice,
Doctor?"

   "You're a special case," Lindsay said, then added with a giggle: "I just
know you're going to love my mother."

   CHAPTER SEVEN

   This is some "little country place," Nicole thought as she parked her
green Camry on the wide circular cobblestone driveway in front of Lindsay
Jacobsen's home.  It was a veritable mansion, nestled against the hills
forty miles from town and three miles up a private road off the Interstate.
The distance from the front gate to the house itself was another mile,
through wellkept and wooded grounds.

   Yet the place seemed deserted - no one working ro strolling the lawns,
no vehicles other than hers to be seen.

   The barefoot woman who opened the great front door to greet her was also
clearly not household staff, clad as she was only in a black and red silk
robe which fell to her middle thighs.  "Nicole, so good to meet you," she
said, smiling easily.  I'm Mai.  "

   "L-Lindsay's mother?" Nicole stammered.

   "The very same.  Please, come in."

   Nicole wasn't sure what surprised her more: the extreme physical
contrast between Mai Jacobsen and her tall, willowy blonde daughter or
Mai's youthfulness.

   A few streaks of silver highlighting her jet black hair as noon light
from the foyer's tall windows played over it and the network of fine smile
lines that wreathed her ebony eyes and wide mouth when she smiled were the
only clues to the fact that, based on what Lindsay had said of her family,
Mai must be in her early fifties.  Her deeply bronzed skin was as supple
and unblemished as a young fashion model's.

   "I'm - I'm pleased to meet you," Nicole said, her heart in her throat as
Mai reached up to embrace her in a warm, familiar hug.

   "I apologize for the informality," Mai said, turning to lead Nicole
through the halls of the great house.  "I employ few servants.  We value
our privacy."

   They stepped outside again, onto the granite deck surrounding a huge
free-form pool.  Tony dozed on a chaise lounge while Lindsay and a second
young man swam.

   "Nicole!" Lindsay and hauled herself out of the water, running toward
them.  Her blonde hair was dripping wet and she wore only the bottom of a
red thong bikini.  She threw her arms around Nicole as if greeting a close
friend she'd not seen in months, rather than a patient she'd "counseled"
two days earlier.  "Oh, I'm sorry - your dress is all wet!"

   Nicole gathered her courage.  "I'm guessing that's not going to be a
problem," she said.  She kicked off her low heeled pumps and untied her sun
dress, letting it slip to the stone floor.  She was completely naked.

   "I catch on quick," she said as Lindsay burst out in surprised laughter.
Mai drew in a sharp breath.  Her eyes widened appreciatively as she looked
Nicole up and down.  Nicole's pulse raced in anticipation.

   "You are more beautiful even than my clever daughter promised," Mai said
quietly.  She took a step forward and rose up on her toes to brush her lips
across Nicole's cheek.

   Tony had roused himself and rushed over to them, but the man who'd been
swimming with Lindsay managed to climb out of the pool and made it to
Nicole three steps ahead of him.  He was taller than anyone else in the
little group, heavily muscled, with eyes and hair that matched Mai's. 
"Marc," he said, staring intently into Nicole's eyes and thrusting out his
hand.

   "My big brother," Lindsay said.  "You remember Antony, of course."

   "Hiya," Tony said, ducking his head.  Charmingly shy for a boy who has
sex with strangers for a living, Nicole mused to herself.

   "Of course," she giggled.  "How have you been, Tony?"

   "Real good."

   "You won't get much out of him even when he's not 'working,' Lindsay
said affectionately.  She gave him a wet slap on the back of his Speedo. 
"He's the quiet one.  I'm the one who lectures frustrated women on the joys
of kinky sex." She stuck out her tongue and Tony grabbed and held her,
kissing her deeply.

   "Children!" Mai clapped her hands together.  "Marc, would you bring
refreshments?"

   Marc darted into the house.  Mai reclined on a lounger.  Lindsay and
Tony sat with Nicole on a sectional couch.  Brother and sister kept on
kissing and fondling one another without embarrassment.  "My children are
consumed with the satisfaction of their carnal instincts, I fear," Mai
said. "I suppose I cannot fault any of them, for in this they take after
their mother."

   Marc returned with a carafe and glasses, pouring wine for Nicole.  She
didn't know who to look at as her inner heat built.  She wanted to somehow
watch the brother and sister in foreplay, drink in the image of their
bewitching and mysterious doll of a mother stretched out cat-like on her
cushions and stare at the thick bulge in Marc's swimsuit all at once.

   She sipped the wine and focused on Mai.  "Lindsey tells me that her
father is gone?" she said.

   Mai raised one eyebrow.  "My dear husband has passed."

   "I'm sorry."

   "Eight years ago.  Long enough for us all to...adjust." Mai took the
wine that Marc offered, taking his hand and placing it on her own shoulder.
He stood relaxed but attentive to his mother.

   "Stephan was much older than myself," she continued.  "A wealthy
European businessman who married a country schoolgirl of the East and
brought me to the land of the giants.  For that I am forever grateful to
him."

   At that Mai's smile broadened into a raunchy grin.  She extended one
smooth brown leg toward Marc and brushed her tiny pink-lacquered toenails
across the crotch of his swimsuit.

   "Losing him was a very great pity, indeed., but it has freed me to
devote myself entirely to my children."

   Mai massaged Marc's prick with her toes through the wet material of his
Speedo as she spoke.  Nicole marveled as his hard-on grew and she realized
that the ample bulge she'd admired earlier had been merely half erect.  Now
the purple head pushed past the elastic waistband and glistened in the
sunlight, followed by inch after growing inch of hot young cock.

   Nicole squirmed in her chair as her pussy grew wet.  "God I love this,"
Lindsay whispered.  She'd discarded her thong and now sat in Tony's lap,
legs open to give his exploring fingers full access to her bare cunt,
watching her mother play with Marc.

   "Let's not be shy with our new friend," Mai said.  She untied the sash
of her short gown and shrugged the silk garment off of her small body,
revealing her perfect, hairless pussy and unexpectedly large breasts. 
Taking Marc's hand from her shoulder she drew him closer.  "Let her see
everything." she murmured, then tugged his swimsuit down off of his hips.

   Marc's cock was magnificent, nearly the size and girth of one of Mai's
forearms.  Nicole's mouth watered at the sight.

   Mai slid to one side of the lounger to make room for her eldest son.  He
sprawled beside her and she rolled her palm over the crown of his prick,
coating it with slippery drops of pre-cum.  "Mom's always been a great
disciplinarian," he said, grinning at Nicole.  "Study.  Work.  Practice."
"But she sets a good example."

   Her hand now well-lubed, Mai encircled her son's cock with her right
index finger and thumb.  He was so big that her fingers didn't quite meet.
She started gliding her fingers up and down the length of her son's boner
in the most casually graceful hand-job Nicole had ever witnessed.  Marc
wrapped his thick, muscular arm around his mother's tiny waist, reaching up
to fondle her breasts.  He moved his big hand back and forth between them,
tweaking and toying with each of her hard, nut-brown nipples.

   Lindsay climbed off Tony and reached out to Nicole.  They lay together
on the sofa.  Lindsay slid her leg between Nicole's thighs and the redhead
humped her enflamed pussy against the younger woman.  Their nipples touched
and little sparks of erotic heat seared through Nicole.  "Mmm, your breasts
must be as sensitive as mine," she said as she felt Lindsay's nipples
stiffen.

   The young blonde pulled back to look admiringly at Nicole's body.  "Your
tits are beautiful." She lowered her head, flicking her tongue over
Nicole's plump coral nipples, making the older woman moan.  Lindsay's teeth
grazed along the swollen buds and she bit down gently.  Nicole squealed
delightedly.  "I love to suck titty," Lindsay confided huskily. 
"Especially great big soft ones like yours.  I can do it all day long."
Nicole could feel her nipples harden and swell almost as if they'd burst as
Lindsay licked and sucked and nibbled at them.  The blonde moved her mouth
back and forth between Nicole's tits and the redhead ground her cunt
against the girl's juice-drenched thigh in a growing frenzy of fuck-need.

   Nicole turned her head in time to see Mai Jacobsen ducking her head over
her son Marc's cock.  Aware of her audience she brushed her black hair back
from her face, making certain that Nicole could see.  Mai parted her saliva
moistened red lips wide and, to Nicole's astonishment, took the entire
length of her son's enormous cock into her mouth and throat at once.  She
pushed steadily downward without pause until her lips touched the tops of
his balls.

   Rather than moving up and down on her son's cock, Mai sealed her lips
around the root and simply sucked.  Her cheeks hollowed and she breathed
deeply through her nose.  The tendons in her neck visibly contracted and
relaxed as she massaged the huge cockshaft with her throat muscles.

   "Oh god yeah!  Suck me, Mom!" Marc roared as if assert control, but it
was clear to Nicole that Mai was taking him just as she pleased.  He
thrashed so violently that she turned herself around and straddled his
knees, her small hands pressing forcefully down on his heavy thighs to hold
him in place.  She held on like a rodeo bull rider as his spasms buffeted
her about, her little wet pussy thrusting high to catch the sunlight as she
bounced.

   Nicole shivered at the breeze suddenly playing across her own pussy lips
as Lindsay pulled away.  "She's ready for you, babe," Lindsay said, and
Nicole looked up to see Tony kneeling between her legs, aiming his rigid
cock at her cunt.

   "I am so ready," she agreed hoarsely.  "Put it in me, lover.  Ahhh!" She
gasped and shivered with anticpation as his spongy cock head slipped
between her cuntal folds.  She couldn't wait, thrusting her hips sharply
upward to capture her prize.  Half of the boy's fuck-meat sank into the
creamy churning pit of her fuck tunnel.

   Nicole moaned and panted as bit by bit Tony's cock knifed further into
her.  She kept humping her ass furiously up and down.  Lindsey leaned close
and resumed nursing at her tits.  "All day long," the blonde repeated
dreamily.  "All...day...long." She managed to suck nearly half of one of
Nicole's big tits into her mouth and lashed the turgid nipple with her soft
tongue.

   "Christ!" Nicole's first orgasm exploded through her brain.  "Fuck me!
Everybody FUCK MEEEE!" She shuddered as her pussy convulsed.  She cried out
and frantically twisted about while Tony and his sister used her willing
body as if it were a new toy designed for their sexual gratification.

   Nicole's orgasmic tremors subsided but she didn't release Tony.  Instead
she squeezed her pussy walls more tightly around his impaling cock and kept
rolling her hips.  She wanted him to come inside her.  That suited Tony
just fine.

   "Aaaiiiii!" Mai shrieked.  Mother and son had shifted position.  Marc
was above her now, looking down, his feet planted on the deck on either
side of their lounger and his hands braced against the chair and back
arched upward.  His mother clung to him tightly from beneath, her arms
wrapped around his neck and thighs locked around his slim hips.  She
pressed her small face against his hard chest, her features almost
unrecognizably contorted by agonized lust as Marc slowly worked the
plum-sized head of his cock into the small opening of her pussy.

   Amazed as Nicole was by Marc's physical strength - he showed little
strain as he supported himself and his mother's weight, tiny though she was
by comparison, in this unusual position she was more amazed at Mai's
determination and her ability to take that monster cock into her cunt.  A
fraction of an inch at a time his huge fuck rod disappeared within his
mother's snug cock socket.  Repeatedly she screwed her eyes shut against
the obvious effort of taking him, only to have them fly wide open in
surprised ecstasy as she received another inch of hard son-dick.

   Lindsay released Nicole's tit and turned to watch along with her brother
and friend.  Mai dug her heels spasmodically into her son's buttocks, her
feet and toes flexing and curling almost into fists.  "Oh, she's coming!"
the blonde said happily.  "Look!  Mama says that when Marc enters her she
orgasms about one time for every inch."

   Watching the play of expressions on Mai's face, Nicole believed it.  Wet
as her own pussy already was, she gushed even more juice around Tony's
pistoning meat at the thought that she'd almost certainly have his
brother's powerful cock between her legs as well before this day was done.

   Mai's cunt finally swallowed the entirety of Marc's prick, as doubtless
it had many times before.  Her face melted into drowsy bliss now, and she
began playfully mouthing and biting her son's nipples.  "Fuck your mother,
baby" she crooned gleefully as she flexed her legs against him to move up
and down on his cock.  "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother.  Mother loves
to fuck.  Mother loves to fuck her big man!"

   Land of the giants, Nicole remembered, and smiled.  That's exactly what
Mai had meant.

   Tony bucked against Nicole.  She reached between his legs to squeeze his
balls, detecting the pulse and tightening that signaled he was about to
erupt.  She responded by rocking her hips against him faster and harder .
He slammed his prick all the way inside her quivering cunt one last time
and bellowed a low groan of pleasure.  His hot load blasted into her depths
and she kept fucking back at his shooting prick.  Finally her body tensed
and shuddered with the first of a series of joyful tremors, going off like
a string of firecrackers and building to a tremendous climax.

   Through the whole exquisite chain of orgasms her ears rang with Mai's
continuous sing-song chant: Fuck your mother.  Mother loves to fuck.

   ###

   "I really shouldn't be hungry, " Nicole joked later, as Marc cooked and
served a leisurely dinner of grilled steaks and vegetables for the group.
"I feel like I've swallowed my weight in cum this afternoon."

   Mai nodded, casually massaging the redhead's calf.  She and Lindsay
snuggled on either side of their friend.  The three were satiated, for the
present, after a long afternoon of sucking and fucking.  "I understand that
your husband spends his weekends in the city," she said.

   "That's one way of saying it," Nicole replied dryly, without
elaborating.

   "Then Brandon is alone?  He must miss his mother."

   "At his age?" Nicole remembered all that Luke Gable had told her of the
"adventures" he and Brandon and their buddies got up to.  She was no longer
troubled by knowledge of her son's sexual experiences.  On the contrary,
now she could finally admit to herself that she was intrigued.

   "I'm sure," she said, smirking, "that he and his friends can handle
whatever comes along."

   CHAPTER EIGHT

   One thing Elaine Moore hated about her rented place was the thin walls.
She and her fellas were an inventive and unfortunately loud lot and after a
couple of gang-bangs the neighbors reported the noise.  "She works out or
moves the furniture or something all the time," one older resident had
complained.  Laney had briefly considered letting them in on her secret and
inviting them to join the party, but thought better of it.

   Fucking in her classroom was exciting but dangerous, frequent motel
stays strained a teacher's salary in this county and cars were...well, they
just cramped her style.

   Elaine's predicament was shared by other women she knew in Greenleaf,
other gals who liked to party with the town's young men.  Most were older
and married, and were protective of their reputations.

   So when one of Elaine's studs would text her that he had a place to
himself for a day or two, as Brandon Crane had on Friday morning, she'd
send up the bat-signal...so to speak.

   By Saturday morning the Crane homestead was the scene of an orgy, with
clothes strewn everywhere and a dozen people fucking in various
combinations.

   Elaine shared one big overstuffed chair in the living room with Trey
Aldrich, one of Brandon's best friends.  They were naked and fucking, but
for a change the boy didn't have his prick buried in her mouth or her cunt.
She'd talked him into trying something a little "different." So now he was
straddling her lap as she fucked his tight asshole with a long strap-on
dildo.

   "Kee-rist!" Trey yelped, rubbing his shoulder blades deliciously against
her swollen brown nipples as he struggled to take the big fake cock. 
"Uhngh...Oww!  Laney, I can't believe I'm letting you - Jesus!"

   "You digging it though, we can tell," Elaine laughed, nuzzling his ear
with her tongue as she reached around in front to twist his nipples. 
"Can't we, Lucy?"

   Lucille crouched between Trey's legs, sucking him as if demonpossessed.
Her lean, lithe figure, one result of devoting herself to yoga practice
since her thirties, trembled sinuously from head to toe as she sucked.  Her
fine, shoulder length gray hair whipped in an agitated cloud around her
rapidly bobbing head, except for the few sweat-darkened strands that clung
damply to her face.

   "Oh yes," she said, releasing his cock for a moment.  "I'm sure I've
never seen the boy quite this hard or this big.  I do think we ought to
introduce all these boys to the pleasures of regular prostate massages."

   "One more thing to love about these young guys," Elaine said.  "Once you
get the big engines between their legs revved up they're freaks.  They
won't admit it.  But they're up for anything that'll let 'em bust their nut
some new and kinky way." She pulled the dildo half way out of Trey to
adjust the straps around her big hips.  "'Samson' here was my best
boyfriend in college and I thought he oughta meet some of my new lovers."
Elaine lunged her hips upward and corkscrewed the fake rubber cock home
again.

   Trey howled.  Clear goo bubbled out of his cock slit, more pre-cum than
Lucille had ever seen.  "Yes, yes, yes," she murmured, licking his prick
knob clean before plunging her mouth down over the shaft again.

   When she'd become a grandmother at forty-five Lucille had panicked,
fearful that mid-life changes would soon rob her of her ability to enjoy
sex.  She had no such worries now, as lubrication fairly coursed from her
pussy.  She imagined it puddling on the carpet between her widespread
knees.

   Boys, she marveled.  Lucille was personally convinced, whatever medical
science might claim to the contrary, that the main reason most women's
sexual interest dried up in middle age was the unavailability of
sufficiently stimulating partners.  Older men like her husband, paunchy and
complaining of their work stress, blood pressure and mid-life emotional
crises were anything but sexually enticing.  Teenage boys, on the other
hand - so trim, and athletic, always ready to fuck and eager to learn. 
Boys whose cocks stayed hard for hours and who could shoot cum into her
over and over without losing interest.

   Lucille couldn't get enough of Trey's tasty spunk and sucked him
whenever she had the chance.  As far as she was concerned, jism spewing
from a young man's cock was the fountain of youth.

   She reached between her legs to play with herself, slipping a finger up
her gray-fringed pussy.  I'm going to need a prick up there soon, she
thought, and glanced over her shoulder at young Luke Gable.  He and Bobby
Tilson had Moira Richards spread-eagled on the living room carpet a few
yards away.  Luke was deep inside her pussy, just stirring his cock back
and forth enough to make her moan aloud while he sucked her gumdrop
nipples. Bobby had placed two throw pillows under her shoulders so that she
could lean her neck way back and open her throat.  He fucked her mouth with
easy strokes, pushing all the way in each time until his balls bumped
against her upturned nose.

   She can spare one of them, Lucille thought sourly.  Moira was a recent
convert to the ways of teen cock worship and the old saying about no
fanatic like a convert held true in her case.

   Moira was younger than most of the women here this weekend.  Six months
ago and just out of college she had moved into town with her husband and
two toddlers to take a job as a nurse at the local hospital.  Shortly
thereafter a minor injury during a scrimmage had resulted in Bobby's soccer
coach sending him over for an evaluation.  Never sure afterward what had
come over her and with only a few words of encouragement from Bobby, the
young brunette had found herself peeling off her panties and mounting him
in a curtained area of the main E.R.

   Lucille knew that her own jealousy was foolish.  If Bobby and his
friends really preferred young pussy that much they'd have been with their
girlfriends this weekend.  Let Moira have her fun now.

   Brandon was the only male in the room not putting the prick to someone
at the moment.  In fact he stared sullenly out a window, a thousand miles
away in his thoughts.  Trey and Brandon were Lucille's favorite partners
and her heart went out to him now.  She knew his home life was not easy. 
She remembered both of his parents from their own teen years.  Nicki had
been an adorable girl, but George Crane had been and remained to this day a
thuggish, irresponsible lout.  Under the terms of a plea bargain for
drunkenly beating a man in a tavern over a football wager, George currently
reported every Friday afternoon to a nearby city jail to serve out a
lengthy weekend sentence.  His father's lawyer had done the best he could.

   Where Brandon's mother had gone off to this weekend was anyone's guess.
Lucille decided that she'd do her very best to comfort the youngster this
afternoon...as soon as she finished Trey off.

   "Come on, Elaine, put a little English on that thing," she said.  "Make
the young man squirt." Elaine slammed the dildo hard into Trey's ass,
burying the toy between his cheeks in swift, stabbing strokes.

   "Ohhhhh...  God, I'm gonna blow!" Trey yelled.  He convulsed and bolted
almost upright.  Elaine wrapped her arms around his hips and held him
tightly in place for Lucille.  Cum poured from his cock, flooding Lucille's
mouth.  She swallowed greedily, trying to catch it all but there was too
much.  It seeped from the corners of her mouth and rolled down her chin. 
"Agghnh motherfucker!" Trey swore as it seemed his entire insides gushed
out through his prick.

   Yes...the very best, too, Lucille thought contentedly.  She kept on
gulping down the thick sap flowing from her youngest son's cock.



   ###

   Mid-morning light shone in through the wide windows set into the long
curved wall of the Jacobsen house's lavish master bedroom.  Nicole
luxuriated in the warmth on her back.  It added to the afterglow of her
orgasm, one of several provoked this morning by Mai Jacobsen's skillful
sucking of her cunt.

   Mai still nibbled delicately at Nicole's tender cunt flesh.  The redhead
in her turn continued to lick Lindsay's inner thighs, concentrating on the
soft area where her legs blended into her pussy mound.  And Lindsay lustily
sucked and plunged her tongue into her mother's welcoming slit.

   The three women occupied most of the huge Italian modern bed which sat
in the middle of the room.  Marc and Tony had wandered off into other rooms
of the suite for the present, hoping to catch a few hours of badly needed
sleep while the voracious females of the household sufficed for themselves
for a while.

   "The female body is a marvel of nature," Mai reflected.  "The elasticity
of our tissues, for example.  That giving birth does not destroy our
capacity to give and take our pleasure thereafter with mortal men seems
miraculous."

   "Mmmm." The women moved away from one another.  Nicole sat crosslegged
on the bed, admiring the feminine beauty that surrounded here.  "I'll tell
you, Mai, fucking Marc for the first time felt like I was giving birth in
reverse." She rubbed her pussy, appreciating the new sensitivity brought
about by the lack of pubic hair.  Shaving was something she'd done once or
twice in her younger days, giving it up when she accepted that nothing was
going to spice up her tepid and occasional sexual encounters with George.
Last evening Lindsay had waxed away all but a narrow "landing strip" of red
curls from her friend's mound.  Nicole had inaugurated her new style...and,
she promised herself, her new life...by taking Tony and Marc in succession
while the Jacobsen women had cheered them all on.

   "Yes," Mai agreed.  "Cristian was similarly well hung."

   "Cristian?"

   "His father.  A young Spanish courier employed by my husband," Mai said.
"I was selective about the men whose children I chose to bear. 
Certain...physical requirements mattered.  No single man could completely
satisfy them all."

   "That explains your family's...diversity," Nicole understood at last. 
"Did Stephan know?" Her heart raced at Mai's intimate confessions.  She
noticed Lindsay also listened keenly, though she was sure that none of this
was news to the girl.

   "He suspected, he was not blind.  He was too prideful to ever accept and
act on his doubts.  I knew this." Mai wrinkled her nose as if at unpleasant
memories.  "Stephan was a cold old man, quite conservative.  He would never
have accepted my sexual indulgences with the children.  This presented a
great problem when the time came that I was ready to fuck Marc."

   "Mai..." Nicole began warily, "what exactly killed your husband?"

   "His heart finally failed," Mai said.  "It was a natural death for an
eighty year-old man.  Especially for such a man who had been sucked off
four times in an hour by his wife."

   "My God!"

   "He was at peace," Mai grinned wickedly.  "He smiled down at me, at the
end.  His cum dribbled into my mouth as the Dark Angel took him."

   Lindsay giggled.  "Come here, girl!" Mai said sharply.  The slender
blonde crawled across the sheets to lay her head in her mother's lap.

   "This one's father was an international bank officer with whom Stephan
had frequent business.  An Olympic medalist swimmer, in his youth."

   "He's a great fuck, too," Lindsay volunteered.

   "Hush, child." Mai cradled her daughter's head.  She pressed a taut
brown nipple to Lindsay's mouth.  Lindsay mewled and began sucking happily.
Mai closed her eyes beatifically for a moment, one hand roaming down over
Lindsay's belly to her pussy.  Lindsay wriggled pleasantly as Mai slid
three fingers into her and stirred them slowly about.  "It's true, Johan
shares my enthusiasms and is still a frequent guest in the house.  You must
meet him sometime soon."

   Nicole listened, fascinated, as Mai went on to talk about Tony's father.
He had been her husband's competitor in business, in fact the rivalry had
been a bitter one.

   "You didn't feel disloyal?"

   Mai looked genuinely shocked.  "A touch, perhaps.  Never when Sean and I
fucked.  At those times knew only the bliss of attention from a man whose
sexual stamina matched my own."

   Lindsay's breath came in short gasps.  Mai slid another finger into her
daughter's pussy and the girl stiffened, whimpering into the tawny flesh of
her mother's tit.  "She is coming," Mai said matter of factly.  "Aren't
you, dear?" Lindsay gave a little nod.  "I feel the ripples inside you. 
Come.  Come hard for Mother while you suck me so nicely."

   Lindsay shivered and clamped her legs tight around Mai's hand as if to
prevent the source of her pleasure from escaping.  After a long time she
relaxed and opened her eyes to look up mistily up at her mother and at
Nicole.

   "I know how to please the girl," Mai said.  "Her body responds much as
mine does.  She always has, since the beginning."

   "Years and years ago," Lindsay remembered.  "I woke up in the middle of
the night to the most wonderful feeling I'd ever experienced.  There was
Mom crouched between my legs.  She'd worked my pajama bottoms off while I
slept and was sucking my clit like it was the most natural thing in the
world."

   "It is, to me," Mai said.  "My nature is to fuck." She shifted her hand
slightly inside Lindsay and the blonde's eyes widened.  She gasped sharply
and wriggled.  "Again," Mai said softly.  "Mother will make you come
again." She covered her daughter's mouth with her own.

   Nicole's own mouth was dry with lust.  "You don't feel guilty?  About
anything?"

   Mai broke the kiss with a shake of her head adamantly.  "Nothing. 
Stephan all but purchased me from my poor family.  I willingly did
everything he required and expected.  I became all that he desired of me as
well.  If I was also unfaithful..."

   "I mean about this," Nicole said.

   "Ah.  Of course not.  I am true to my own desires now.  As are my
daughter and sons.  As you should be."

   "I do," Nicole confessed.  "Feel guilty, that is."

   "I don't believe it," Mai replied.  "You feel shame, which is quite
another thing.  Shame is imposed upon us.  It is taught.  Your father was
ashamed.  I do not think that his intention was that it should have been
his last lesson to you as well."

   Nicole wasn't sure how long she sat staring open mouthed at Mai
Jacobsen, absorbing her words.  Long enough, at least, for Mai to bring
Lindsay to another peak.  Afterward, Lindsay smiled at Nicole and said
"Told you, didn't I?  You and Mom can do a lot for each other."

   "You've all surely done a lot for me," Nicole said.  "Thank you, thank
you..."

   Marc and Tony returned, bearing an elaborate lunch on trays.  The eldest
son had recovered enough energy to be busy in the kitchen again.  Nicole
was famished and the meal was delicious, though not enough so to completely
distract her from what she really hungered for.  That was already tenting
the front of Marc's dressing robe.

   "You're quite the chef," she said, undoing the belt on his robe.  "Is
that what you do?  I mean, I know Tony's, uh 'profession...'"

   She could see the question amused him.  It's just a hobby," Marc
answered.  "I'm an attorney.  Family law."

   Nicole thought the joke a bit silly.  Her eyebrows arched when she saw
that he was serious.  "You're a divorce lawyer."

   "Sometimes.  I'm very good."

   "Yes you are." Nicole turned on to her back on the bed.  She leaned her
head over the edge and opened her mouth wide, holding Marc's huge cock in
one hand as she guided him.  "You'll have to tell me all about that while
you fuck my throat."

   CHAPTER NINE

   "The cops arrested Dad?"

   Nicole looked up from sorting the pile of clothes on her bed.  Brandon
was standing in the doorway to her bedroom.  He looked concerned.

   "He violated his probation," she said, tossing a shapeless yellow
sweatshirt into a box marked Salvation Army.  "Driving drunk.  He failed a
breathalyzer."

   "Whoa." the youngster walked over and put his hand on his mother's
shoulder as if to offer support.  "Bad luck for Dad.  He just get pulled
over or something?"

   "Or something." She casually reached back and patted the boy on his hip
and continued with her task.

   "You're not real cut up about it."

   Nicole finally stopped what she was doing and turned to face her son. 
"I turned him in.  "

   "What?"

   "I called the police," Nicole said calmly..  "He tore out of here in the
Camaro half-blitzed this morning.  He's a danger to himself and others.  It
had to be done."

   "Damn it," Brandon muttered They stood so close to one another that
Nicole had to tilt her head in order to look up into his dark green eyes,
but she could not read his expression.

   He started to laugh out loud.  Catching himself he looked sheepishly at
the floor, unable to completely conceal a grin.

   "You don't sound exactly upset yourself." Nicole also had to struggle to
suppress the little smile of relief that tugged at the corners of her own
mouth.

   "I know," he said, " I should feel awful.  I'm a terrible person."

   "No, you are not," Nicole said firmly.  She took her son's chin in her
hand and forced him to look at her again.  "Listen to me.  George did this
to himself.  And he's never been anything but a bully to you.  Now he's
going away for a long time.  Maybe it's the best thing for him, maybe he
can get help.  Either way...I'm done.  I've filed for divorce."

   "Seriously?"

   "Yep." Nicole slipped her arms around his waist, hugging him close.  She
rose up on her toes to kiss his cheek.  "It's you and me now, kid."

   Oh, I can feel his cock right through his jeans, Nicole thought
excitedly.  He must be half hard just from this.  Well, he sure as Hell
should be.  She was wearing only a red-checked gingham cotton blouse
hanging out over a pair of cut-offs that barely covered her rear end. 
Surely the boy must feel her nipples poking up stiff against his chest.

   Brandon reddened and quickly stepped away.  He picked up a pair of
slacks from the pile on the bed.  "Here, I'll help you with..e.uh, is this
his stuff?"

   "Nope," Nicole said briskly.  "I went shopping.  I'm sick of my ugly old
wardrobe." She took the pants from him and held them up.  "'Mom jeans.'
Ugh. Out with all of 'em." She threw the jeans into the box.  "I'm a chick
on my own.  I want to dress sexy, not like I'm fifty-something."

   "Mom, you're..." whatever Brandon wanted to say, he couldn't get it out.
He darted to the door.  "I'm - I'm gonna clean up.  Me and the guys are
meeting up down at the field to, you know, kick a ball around."

   "Good.  Say "hi" to Luke and...everybody," Nicole said.  She watched him
stride off down the hall.  He doesn't get it yet.  She smiled devilishly
and unzipped her shorts.  Well, he's about to get it all.



   ###

   "Mom!  What the fuck?" The look on Brandon's face was priceless.  Nicole
had given him long enough to strip, get into the shower and lather up
before tiptoeing into the bathroom and yanking back the curtain.

   "Exactly," she said, stepping into the tub to stand under the spray with
him.  Her top soaked through to transparency immediately, molding itself to
the curves of her breasts and hips.  The long tail of the blouse was all
that covered her pussy and ass.

   Nicole's heart pounded, her pulse loud in her ears as she admired her
son's naked body.  Hot water coursed down over his broad, tanned shoulders,
slim hips and flat muscular abdomen.  Water matted the curls of his pubes
and drained in a stream off the end of his cock.

   "Mom, I'm not - Hell, what are you doing!"

   "Shush," she touched her finger to his mouth, taking his prick in her
other hand.  God, even limp it was huge!  "I got to thinking," she teased,
"Why would you shower just to go out and 'kick a ball around with the
guys?' Your old mother's not dumb.  I know a thing or two about those
friends of yours.  About what you all get up to.  Fucking."

   The boy was beet red but his prick responded immediately, swelling
quickly and jerking upward in her fingers.  "You're not old," was all that
he could manage to say.

   "What a sweet boy," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and
kissing him hotly.  She thrust her tongue deep into her son's mouth,
sliding one bare leg up the outside of his thigh and grinding her pussy
against his rapidly hardening cock.  He humped back, his big hands sliding
down to her ass cheeks.

   "Oh!  Good, baby, good." She broke the kiss and drew her head back to
look her son in the eye.  "You don't have to out to find women to fuck,
honey.  Stay home and fuck me.  Please?"

   "You're my mother," Brandon protested unconvincingly.  "I mean, we
can't..."

   "We can.  We will.  Hell, we already are." Nicole took a half step back,
grabbed her shirtfront and yanked it open.  Buttons popped off and hit the
tile wall with little pings, washing away down the drain.  She shrugged the
sopping garment off her shoulders and let it fall.  Brandon's eyes roamed
her luscious naked body without embarrassment now.

   Needles of water lashed Nicole's breasts, causing the sensitive flesh to
swell even more.  She cupped her tits, offering them to her son.  Brandon
grabbed her then, ducking his head to plunge his mouth over one stiff
nipple.  "God yes!" she moaned, arching her back against his strong arm
supporting her.  He slurped hungrily on her tit, biting the rubbery nubbin
deliciously.  His free hand moved down her quaking belly, fingers exploring
the smooth bare flesh of her mound and the folds of her pussy lips.

   "Not yet," Nicole murmured, already on the brink of coming just from a
few seconds of playing with the boy.  "Not yet." She wriggled free and slid
to her knees.  She ran her fingers up her son's iron hard cock shaft,
tickling the underside of the flared crown.

   Brandon groaned and his prick throbbed violently under her touch. 
"Mommy needs to suck.," she said, looking up at him with her eyes wide and
mouth curled into a pout.  "May she, just for a little while?  Mommy has
waited such a long time for the chance to suck her darling's big cock."

   "Jesus Christ!  Yeah, Mom!  Suck my cock!" Brandon thrust his hips
toward her face.  Nicole opened her mouth as wide as she could around the
massive girth of her son's prick.  She closed her lips around the shaft
just behind the head and rolled her tongue against the underside.  She
moved her head slowly back and forth, taking just a little more into her
wet mouth, then a little more...

   I'm doing it!  I'm finally sucking my own son's wonderful big cock.  The
knowledge thrilled her to the core.  She could do anything now.

   "Oh Mom...oh Jesus!  Christ I can't stand it!" Nicole looked up at
Brandon, trying to imagine what it must be like for him to look down and
see his mother on her knees with her mouth full of his prick.  Judging from
his dazed, wide-eyed grin she decided it must feel pretty damned fine.

   Shower water splashed over her face, flew from her long lashes as she
blinked it away and plastered her hair in dark red ribbons down her slender
neck, her back and her big tits.  After a short while she reluctantly broke
the tight seal of her sucking lips around his shaft and let him slide out.

   "Let's towel off and go to the bedroom," she panted.  Brandon helped her
to her feet.  "We need more room.  I don't want to rush this the first
time."

   Five minutes later she had him flat on his back in her bed, his fuckrod
jutting up from his loins like a tree trunk.  The bed sheets were cool
against her tits and tummy as she lay between his legs.  Nicole bathed her
son's balls with her tongue in leisurely fashion, trailing her tongue tip
in slow circles around the tight silky skin of his sack while he tossed and
groaned.  "Hold still, silly boy," she soothed, placing her hands against
his thighs to steady him.  One at a time, she took his egg-sized nuts into
her mouth and sucked gently but fervently on him.  She looked up from time
to time to watch him grit his teeth and grimace, fighting to hold on to
some control.

   Nicole released Brandon's balls and crawled up beside him on the bed. 
"I'm so glad I caught you before you went out," she purred.  "I bet you've
got a lot of cum for Mom.  It'd be a shame to have spilled it all in Elaine
tonight.  Wouldn't it, sweetie?"

   Brandon raised himself on his elbows.  He looked alarmed.  "Fuck, Mom,
how'd you find out about that?"

   Nicole just giggled.  She turned around.  Throwing one leg across him
she lay down again, her face inches from his cock.  She loved the feeling
of having her huge tits pressed against his flat, hard abdominal muscles.
"Oh, I know a few names," she teased, dragging her finger nail lightly
along the top of his prick shaft.  "Told you I'm not dumb.  Honey, I'm glad
you're fucking a lot."

   "You...you are?"

   "Of course," Nicole said.  She reached between Brandon's legs to close
her hand around his ball sac again and nuzzled her nose against the soft
nest of his pubes.  "A virile young stud like you needs to be getting into
a lot of women's pussies.  It's healthy.  And goodness, I can't teach you
everything now, can I?"

   "Okay..." Brandon said slowly.  His mother's cunt was a few inches above
his face.  She mewled delightedly when he started stroking her clit.  "It's
just...this is so weird.  You always seemed so uptight about sex."

   "Repressed," Nicole corrected him.  Forearms on her son's hips, she took
the base of his prick in her free hand and tugged up and down.  "I've
learned a lot myself, lately.  I hope you're not too distressed to find out
that your Mama knows her way around a cock."

   "Hell, no!' Brandon laughed.  He spread his mother's cunt lips with two
fingers and slid two more inside her.

   "Ohhh...uh huh uh huh oh Baby, play with Mommy's pussy just like that."
Nicole scooted down a little.  She snuggled her tits around her son's cock,
rubbing her erect nipples against him.  She pressed her lips to the weeping
tip of her son's cock, flicking her tongue out to lap up the clear nectar.
"I love the way you taste," she said simply.  Then she parted her lips wide
and sucked in the delicious hardness of her teenage son's cock.

   Nicole pushed her head downward, breathing rhythmically through her nose
and relaxing her throat muscles to accept more and more of his big boner.
She stopped when half of Brandon's fucker was in her mouth.  She started
sucking hard.

   "Yeah, suck on it!" Brandon yelled.  "Goddamn, my dick's never been so
hard!  Suck that cock, baby!  Suck that cock!"

   Nicole bobbed her head up and down in short jabs, taking another little
bit more of his cock with every downward stroke.  She was determined to get
all of her son's prick into her throat.  She hadn't quite managed the trick
with Marc Jacobsen.  Marc was longer than Brandon, but Brandon was just as
thick.  But Brandon was her own son, damn it, and she wanted all of him!

   She finally hit bottom on his cock and began to massage the root with
her sucking lips when Brandon removed his fingers from her pussy and took
her by the hips.  He pulled her down toward him.  His tongue plunged deep
into her cunt and he fucked her with it.

   "Unnngghh!" Lights exploded behind Nicole's eyes.  The pleasure was
almost too intense.  The boy knew exactly what he was doing!  He sealed his
mouth to her pussy in a kiss that let him knead and massage her swollen
lips with his.  He reached his hand up to play with her clit again.

   Nicole had meant it of course when she'd said that she was glad that
Brandon was sexually experienced, but this-!  She'd truly had no idea... 
She lost control and choked on his cock and had to pull off him, gasping
for breath.  "Oh God, son, what are you doing to me!" she squealed.

   "I'm gonna make you come, Mom," Brandon laughed.  With a twist of his
muscles he flipped them both over on the bed.  Now that he was on top he
returned to eagerly sucking his mother's pussy.

   "Ohhhhhhhhh..." Brandon's prick pointed down hovering a few inches above
Nicole's face.  She grabbed his lean hips and tried to pull him toward her
but he was too much stronger.  "Baby, please...I want to drink you.  Let me
drink your come!"

   "Not yet," her son said.  He flicked his tongue across her clit then and
in a moment Nicole was rocked by a bone-shaking orgasm.

   "Brandon, oh Brandon, Honey, oh that was so..." Her son lowered himself
without warning so that the head of his prick slipped just inside her
mouth, stifling her exclamations.

   "Let's go again," he said, and went back to work on Nicole's sex with
his fingers and mouth.  She sucked feverishly on the end of his cock.  He
slid another couple of inches past her wet lips, moving with a sharp
stabbing motion.  He yanked his cock almost out and then shoved it back in
a little further each time.

   Face-fucking.  My son is fucking my mouth.  Nicole had been enjoying her
mastery, taking Brandon as she pleased, and her son had turned the tables
in an instant.  She was helpless...and incredibly excited.  She already
felt another orgasm building deep inside her.

   Nicole never knew exactly how much time passed or how many times she
came under her son's manipulations.  She rode waves of ecstasy that merged
into a tide that became a glorious flood of sensation.  Eventually Brandon
let Nicole have his entire prick in her throat again and she sucked him
like a madwoman.

   And still he wouldn't come.  "First load is for your pussy, Mom," he
taunted.

   Finally Nicole lay next to her son, exhausted and panting like an animal
while he ran his strong hands over the curves and furrows of her body. 
"Man, you are so perfect," he muttered as if to himself.  "The best tits
I've ever seen.  Bigger than Laney's."

   Brandon rolled on top of Nicole.  "Let's fuck, Mom," he said.

   "Oh yes," Nicole whispered, stirring back to life.  "Yes, Darling. 
Let's do fuck."

   Nicole spread her long smooth legs wide and drew them up to her knees,
opening herself to her son.  The sheets under her ass were already drenched
with her juice and she felt another flood let loose inside.

   Brandon leered down at her, wedging his cock head between her drooling
cunt lips.  She reached down between her legs to run her fingers along his
big meat, silently urging him forward.  "Now, baby," she hissed as he
penetrated her.  "Fuck Mommy now!"

   Nicole wiggled her ass on the bed and shoved her hips upward to get more
of her son's cock into her.  With a quick twist of his hips, Brandon
drilled the entire length of his prick into his mother's pussy channel.

   "Ohhhh, Brandon!" she squealed.  "Yes, yes, yyyyesss!  Give it all to
Mommy!  FUCK ME!"

   Brandon laid motionless on top of Nicole for a few seconds.  She
squeezed her pussy muscles around him, loving how he filled her.  Her son's
cock was the most perfect fit for her pussy she could imagine. 
"Motherfucker," she cooed, kissing her son.  The sound of the word thrilled
her.  "You're Mama's little motherfucker now.  Okay, not so little.  But
one hell of a fucker."

   Brandon started fucking his mother.  He pulled back out of her pussy
until only his cock knob was nestled in the folds of her pussy mouth. 
Nicole whined, pleading to be filled with him again.  Then he thrust
forward, French kissing his mother as he began hammering his big hard prick
in and out of her tight cunt.

   Nicole was drunk with the pleasure of having her own son pumping
rhythmically in and out of her.  She ran her hands up and down his strong
back, whimpering and sobbing as Brandon ravished her little fuck-hole. 
"Jesus that's good!" she moaned.  "I love your cock, son.  Oh god what a
cock.  So fuckin' big." The way her son moved inside her, reaching every
inner crevice of her cunt, was exquisite.

   Brandon just kept fucking her.  Then Nicole felt the abrupt jerk and
twitch of his body that signaled his onrushing orgasm.  "Gonna shoot
gonnashoot gonnashoot!" he howled.  "Gonna come in you, Mom!"

   "Come in Mommy, baby!" Nicole clawed at Brandon's shoulders now, bucking
her ass off the bed as fast as she could.  When she felt the first blasts
of his jism splash her inner cuntal walls her own orgasm enveloped her. 
Indescribable spasms of pure joy overwhelmed her senses and she beat her
heels helplessly in the air while Brandon delivered his precious load of
sonjism.

   Her mind went blank and, like Mai Jacobsen, she was reduced at last to
shrieking aloud, "Fuck your mother!  Fuck your mother, baby, fuck Mommy
FUCK MOMMY OH OH FUCK!"



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   Sometime after midnight Nicole held Brandon's head and stroked his thick
hair while he sucked her nipples.  She felt that in her pussy, a little
twinge of motherly lust.  They'd fucked and dozed and sucked one another
and slept and woken up again to play some more.  Neither was willing yet to
call it a day.

   "I was serious, before," she said.  "Brandon, I don't want you to be
like me." She was gripped by sad thoughts of her father for the first time
in weeks.  She saw that he sensed her change of mood and didn't understand.
"I think you should fuck as many women as you can.  And I want to play
too."

   "Huh?" Brandon stopped sucking and looked at her, surprised again.

   "I want to meet your friends.  I want in on the fun."

   Nicole had long counted herself lucky that Luke hadn't boasted to his
friends about his "conquest" of his best friend Brandon's mom.  She'd
figured that he wasn't so completely stupid that he couldn't see the ways
that it could backfire and mess up the sweet little deal he and his gang
had going.

   Now, Nicole decided, it was time for that to change.

   Seeing Brandon's hesitance she added, "What, you think that a woman
who'll fuck her own son doesn't have few other kinks up her sleeve?"

   Brandon burst out laughing at that.  "Stands to reason, I guess."

   Nicole leaned close to him, kissing his forehead.  "Like I said, it's
you and me now.  We'll do whatever we want with each other, whenever we
want.  But why not keep on sharing a good thing?" She stroked his cock.  He
was almost hard, yet again.  "And this, young man, is one very good thing
you've got here.

   "And this'll work out better for you than you might think, sweetheart.
Wait until Mommy introduces you to her friends."

   CHAPTER TEN

   One year ago...

   As befit a yacht outfitted for orgies, the tanning couch on the aft
sundeck of Katmandu was plushly upholstered and big enough for half a dozen
people to use at once.

   At this moment Nicole and Mai Jacobsen lay on their sides in the center
of the couch, kssing passionately and caressing one another's naked bodies
in the warmth and brilliance of the midday sun.  They mirrored one another,
each with one leg outstretched and the other cocked high at the knee so
that they could be easily penetrated from behind.  Marc Jacobsen was
fucking Nicole while Brandon's prick was deep inside Mai's pussy.

   The two well-hung young men, each inside the other's mother, fucked the
women in rhythm so that with each thrust into their pussies Nicole and Mai
were pressed snugly against one another, their tits and tummies rubbing
together wonderfully.

   "Oh yes," Mai breathed.  "Your son is an fine young stud, darling, with
a beautiful cock.  You should be a proud mother."

   "Mmmm...I'm a very satisfied mother," Nicole replied.  She squeezed her
pussy muscles around Marc's prick, holding him in place for a moment to
luxuriate in the thrill of being so completely stuffed with cock meat. 
After several seconds she relaxed and he began pumping his hips again. 
"Thank you so much for inviting us along on the cruise."

   "Don't be silly," Mai said.  "I can't imagine party fucking without you
two now.  Brandon's become one of my favorite partners, and you..." she
reached up to fondle the redhead's tits..."I couldn't keep you from my
other friends.  I would be depriving them of some extraordinary fucking."

   There were at least two dozen guests along on this week long
islandhopping cruise, all either personal friends or business associates of
the owner.  As busy as everyone had been with fucking and sucking ever
since they'd left port, Nicole hadn't yet met the young man who owned
Katmandu, a certain James Andrews.  She had made the intimate acquaintance
of quite a few other new playmates however.

   They included Lindsay's biological father Sean, a wealthy European
banker.  Right now father and daughter shared a low deck couch a few feet
away from Nicole.  Lindsay lay on her back with her father kneeling between
her thighs.  Her small, firm ass was elevated by several cushions so that
Sean could easily enter her.  His hands were on her knees, holding her
slender white legs high and wide apart.  His hips rocked gently as he
pushed his big cock into her clasping pussy and withdrew it very, very
slowly.

   Lindsay's eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open in a dreamy
expression of pure bliss.  As Nicole watched, Lindsay's younger brother
Tony walked over to join the incestuous coupling.  He touched the tip of
his cock to his sister's lips.  Without opening her eyes to see whose cock
it was, Lindsay snaked her tongue out to circle the head of the cock.  The
blonde girl uttered soft, low cries of pleasure as she continued to mouth
only Tony's cock-head, moving one small hand up and down the whole length
to urge him toward a creamy explosion.

   Another nearby deck couch was occupied by Althea Carole and her daughter
April.  In spite of her aversion to snobbery Nicole admitted to being
impressed that this Mr.  Andrews moved in such circles.  Althea was easily
the most famous person on the boat, a world-renowned and award-winning
Hollywood actress for at least two decades.  Now in her early forties, at
first glance she and twenty three year-old April might have been taken for
twins rather than mother and daughter.  Both were tall, blonde and slim
with the kind of arched cheek bones and pixie noses that cameras loved. 
They shared an elegant, almost regal carriage, a way of seeming to glide
rather than simply walk into a room or even up a ship's boarding plank.

   Ever the attention-loving performer, Althea had entertained the
assembled guests in Katmandu's lounge on the first night of the voyage with
a live show.  Ascending a small stage hand in hand with April, mother and
daughter had stripped one another and then engaged in a long display of
sixty-nine and mutual masturbation, all to the smoky strains of a live jazz
ensemble.

   That had set the tone for the week very nicely indeed.

   Now mother and daughter writhed naked on their couch, hands clasped
tightly and those long movie-star legs scissoring around one another as
they elegantly rubbed their dewy pussies together.

   Mai followed Nicole's gaze, smiling ironically at her friend's
openmouthed fascination.  "Quite scandalous, I'm sure," Mai purred. 
"Fortunately James assures the absolute privacy of all his guests."

   "Who is this fellow?" Nicole asked.  Brandon peered at her over Mai's
shoulder, rolling his eyes.

   "Christ, Mom.  James Andrews only owns half the fucking Internet!"

   "Speak respectfully to your mother," Mai chided, slapping Brandon
playfully on the ass.  "Just keep that lovely cock moving, hmm?  Your son
exaggerates, Nicole, but perhaps not that much.  James has done extremely
well in online commerce.  Unless I'm mistaken he skipped college to go into
business for himself, and somehow managed to make a fortune on the Internet
while everyone else was losing theirs in the dot.com bubble collapse. 
Excuse me, dear...may I borrow my son for a little while?  I'd like to do a
double."

   "Of course," Nicole said.  She and Mai both rolled away from their
fuck-partners.

   "Lie on your back, darling," Mai instructed Marc.  When her son was in
position she planted her knees on either side of his hips, facing away from
him, then reached behind to grasp his rigid prick.  She guided the shiny
purple head up between the cheeks of her small pear-shaped ass, positioning
it against the bud of her asshole.  "Nicole has such a wet, wet pussy," she
breathed.  "I'm sure she's adequately lubricated you for Mother."

   Marc held on to his mother's hips, steadying her as she relaxed her anus
and pushed herself slowly onto his prick.  After a moment's resistance the
head disappeared inside her all at once, slowly followed by more and more
of the giant throbbing stalk of his cock.

   The sight of her best friend taking Marc up her ass never failed to
astonish Nicole.  "I don't know how you can stand it," she said for what
must have been the tenth time.

   "Ah...I've told you before, sweet girl, the biggest...unngggh....cocks
make the v-v-very best ass-fucks." Mai grimaced and screwed her eyes shut
as she forced herself further and further down on to her son.  "You truly
don't know what you're missing."

   "I'm going to have to trust you on that," Nicole said.

   "As you wish." Mai lay back on her son's broad chest and unfolded her
legs out straight.  Marc brought his hands up to fondle her breasts.  He
pinched her nipples and tugged the elastic tissue up taut while she
wriggled against him.  Her legs spread wide apart and her hairless pussy
glistening wetly in the bright sunlight, she beckoned to Nicole's son. 
"Now, please, Brandon."

   Brandon beamed proudly at Nicole and climbed on top of Mai, driving his
hard fuck-meat all the way into her cunt with a single stroke.  "Aaaiiiii!
Aahhh, aaahhh, aaaiiieeeee!" Mai screamed.  Althea and April, who'd moved
from grinding against one another into another session of mother-daughter
pussy-licking stopped momentarily and raised their heads in alarm.  Nicole
understood that.  Anyone who didn't know Mai Jacobsen would have thought
from the noises she made that she was being tortured.

   Nicole knew that her friend was coming from the intensity of being
penetrated by two big men.  The redhead pushed two fingers into her own
melting pussy and frigged herself excitedly as she watched Mai thrash and
shake between her young lovers.

   Only Lindsay was oblivious to the spectacle, as Sean kept up his
deliciously slow fucking of his daughter.  Her father was the most expert
and patient swordsman Lindsay had ever known.  Having him inside her was
almost an out-of-body experience for the young blonde and she would remain
in an erotic trance until he brought them both to simultaneous, thundering
climaxes.  She was dimly but pleasantly aware of Tony pushing his cock in
and out of her mouth.  A dozen men could have lined up to take their turns
between her tender sucking lips and she would have drowsily swallowed their
loads as long as Daddy's cock was in her.

   Nicole could identify with that, she mused ruefully.

   "There's insatiable, and then there are the Jacobsen women." Nicole
looked up over her shoulder, startled by the unfamiliar male voice.  The
tall, deeply tanned stranger smiled disarmingly and offered her his hand.
"James Andrews, ma'am."

   "Oh!" Nicole felt herself flush.  She could see this amused him, and she
had to laugh at her own sudden and unlikely modesty.  "Nicole. 
Nicole...Crane," she offered, rising to her feet.

   "Charmed," Andrews said.  He was clean-shaven, with clear blue eyes and
close-cropped hair almost as dark as Mai's.  So powerfully built that had
her friend not just explained his business to her Nicole would have guessed
him to be a professional athlete, he was also younger than she'd expected,
probably not yet thirty years old.

   Wearing only deck shoes and blue yachting shorts, Andrews seemed
absurdly overdressed on this voyage.  Nicole felt shy again and casting her
eyes around the deck didn't help much.  Everywhere she looked people were
naked and engaged in sex of one kind or another in couples or groups. 
"T-this is quite an impressive ship, Mr.  Andrews" she stammered.

   "James...please." His eyes followed hers.  "It's a nice retreat from the
world," he said with a shrug.  "Have you had the tour?" Nicole shook her
head.

   "Well then, allow me the privilege," James said, offering his arm.  He
glanced back at the threesome humping and thrusting away on the tanning
couch.  "It looks like Mai is going to be greedy with the boys for a while,
and you're far too beautiful to sit neglected."

   Katmandu surely was an impressive pleasure barge, boasting several
sundecks and a large pool, an extravagantly appointed top deck and three
intimate cocktail and dining areas in addition to the large open air lounge
where Althea and April had performed.  From the instant she set eyes on
James Andrews, though, Nicole's main interest was in a tour of his
stateroom.

   In that as in everything else the handsome young billionaire seemed
eager to oblige her.  It wasn't long before she found herself standing in
the middle of what she'd have taken to be the luxury penthouse in a big
city high-rise, except for the magnificent view of the rolling sea and
distant ocean horizon beyond the wide round glass window.  The walls were
sheathed in ebony wood and white onyx, and a king-sized berth dominated the
bedroom.

   James stepped up behind her, closing his strong arms around her tiny
waist and reaching up to fondle her big round tits.  Nicole lifted her face
to his and they kissed.

   His simplest touch thrilled Nicole, but the sex obsessed redhead was
already desperate for more.  She sank to her knees on the carpet before him
"Curiosity is killing me," she admitted.  "It feels like you have a tree
growing between your legs.  I have to see, please?"

   James just nodded and smiled down at her.  Nicole reached out to caress
the bulging outline of his cock and balls through the thin nylon fabric of
his shorts.  She untied the drawstring, hooked her fingers into the
waistband and began tugging them down.

   Her breath caught in her throat as the thick root of his cock came into
view.  She kept pulling...the garment was half-way to his knees now, and
there was more prick yet to be revealed.

   The cloth caught on his cock knob as his fuck organ started to swell. 
With a last impatient yank Nicole pulled the shorts to his ankles.

   "Dear God!" Nicole's pulse pounded in her temples as James's cock sprang
free and kept growing as she watched.  Half erect it was already bigger
than Marc's, and he was by far the heaviest hung guy she'd played with. 
She didn't waste a second.  She leaned forward and kissed the throbbing
meat hammer, moving her lips up and down its length before sliding her
mouth over the head.  If I don't get him in me now he'll get too big, she
thought.

   It took both of Nicole's hands to cradle James's massive balls as she
slid her moist lips eagerly down his long thick cock.  She paused when he
was half inside her, breathing deeply through her nose and sucking
greedily.

   "Go, baby!" James encouraged her.  She pushed her head forward again,
cupping and flexing her tongue against the underside of his shaft as she
took more and more of him.  He grunted with pleasure and rocked his hips.
He was half-way down her throat now.

   Nicole loved to suck cock more than anything on Earth.  Luke Gable would
swear to her that she was the best cock-sucker in Greenleaf, better than
Laney Moore or Lucille Aldrich.  Since Lindsay and Mai had freed her of her
old hang-ups she'd never gone longer than a day without at least one hard
cock gliding in and out of her hungry throat, and after she'd taken her own
son to her bed she'd been able to indulge her passion for sucking at almost
any hour of the day or night.

   She had even, finally, managed to deep-throat Marc Jacobsen.

   Now, though, she almost choked on James's cock.  Several inches short of
the root she had to give up and pull her mouth off of his prick.  "I'm
sorry," she said meekly.

   "Sorry?" James looked incredulous.  "For what?  Darling, you're amazing.
No one has ever been able to do what you're trying to do.  I guess I'm
just...too big." He looked sad as he said it.

   Nicole's heart welled up inside her.  She looked tearfully into his
eyes. "James," she said determinedly, "Don't let me pull back this time. 
Hold my head down if you have to."

   James stared at her in disbelief, speechless.  Nicole swallowed his
cock-crown again and bobbed her head, working his fuck-rod back down her
throat.  A few inches from the base she gagged again.  Steeling herself,
she focused on breathing slowly and steadily.

   Instinctively Nicole reached between her legs to frig herself.  A
torrent of juice flooded over her fingers and she plunged them up into her
pussy in rhythm with the bobbing of her head.  It more than helped...in
fact she felt herself rushing toward an orgasm as she took in another inch,
and another...

   James put his hands on the back of her head, stroking and tangling his
fingers in her long red curls, steadying her.  He teasingly massaged her
earlobes.  That triggered something deep in Nicole.  Both her mouth and her
pussy opened completely to him.  Her lips brushed against the silky skin of
his ball sack.

   "Christ!  I don't believe it!" James yelled aloud.  "Ahh, yes!'

   Nicole came on her fingers then, her body suffused with waves of sensual
pleasure and something more...a womanly pride.  She believed now that she
could handle any man on Earth.

   After a brief rest to catch her breath she began to move on him.  "Mmmm,
mmmm!" she whimpered as she whipped her head up and down, just a little bit
at first and then in longer and longer strokes until her lips rode the
entire length of his cock on every stroke.  She sucked at his prick
feverishly, her cheeks hollowing as she increased the suctioning sensation
around his prick.  James's cock throbbed violently in her mouth and she
knew that he was about to spew a great shower of spunk down her throat.

   "Yes, doll, yes!" he grunted, lunging forward.  Jism sprayed from his
cock in long, thick ropes, drowning and soothing the straining tissues of
her throat in a seemingly endless, creamy reward.

   Nicole didn't withdraw her mouth from James's cock until she was sure
that she'd vacuumed the last dribble of cum from his cock.  Then she rocked
back on her heels and sighed contentedly.

   "No one but me," she purred.  "No one has ever sucked your whole big
cock but me."

   "No one but you, darling." He lifted her in his arms and carried her to
the bed.  They lay together, kissing and touching and licking, exploring
one another's bodies as curiously if neither had ever been naked with a
member of the opposite sex but with all the expertise of lifetimes of
fucking.

   Nicole couldn't keep her hands or mouth away from James's cock and
especially his big balls.  She held and kissed and licked his nuts, trying
to swallow them whole.  It wasn't long before his prick was hard again.  A
daring idea was taking shape in her imagination.  She gazed up longingly at
him from between his legs.  "You know what I'd like?" she said.

   "I'm afraid to ask."

   "I'd like you to fuck me up my ass with this big fella."

   "What?" James sat bolt upright.  "Seriously?"

   Nicole nodded earnestly.  "I've never been ass-fucked.  Mai says the
bigger the better, so I'm guessing that taking you in my ass will be the
best ever."

   James looked uncertain.  "No one's ever..."

   "Don't tell me...no one's ever been able to ass-fuck you properly,
right?" Nicole laughed.  She wrapped both hands around the stalk of his
prick and started jacking him off.  "This big guy sure wants to try.  He's
like steel just at the thought."

   Nicole didn't wait for James to answer.  She scrambled to her knees and
spread her legs wide, presenting her flowering pussy and the milk white
globes of her ass for his inspection.  She felt brazen, and forced whatever
fear she had from her mind.  "Come on, baby.  Slip me the meat.  A few long
thrusts up my wet cunt should get you slicked up."

   James got to his knees behind her.  She shivered with delight as he
rubbed his huge cock back and forth across her pussy lips, then eased it
into her drooling cock socket.  She humped back to meet his cock-crown and
almost changed her mind about the whole thing when he started fucking her
pussy.  It felt so good and right to have him in her pussy channel, she
didn't want to let him go.

   James pulled out of her pussy and gripped her fleshy ass-cheeks.  He
poked the tip of his cock hard against her tiny asshole and pushed.  "Get
ready!" he warned.

   "Yes, yes!  Fuck my ass!" Nicole hissed, relaxing her muscles as best
she could to ease his entry.

   James thrust forward and fucked his massive cock into her stretched
anus. Nicole shrieked from the pain, nearly collapsing on to the bed. 
Ungghnh..Owww!  Please, please...oh god..OH YEAH BABY." The pain
disappeared suddenly, driven out by a fiery ecstasy beyond anything she'd
experienced.

   James fucked his prick rapidly in and out of Nicole's ass.  Her body was
on fire.  Mai was so right, she thought, and just when she believed that
nothing could possibly feel better than a huge cock up her ass James
reached around and played with her clit.  He pinched and tickled and rubbed
her hard little joy button until she pled for relief - and then he shoved
three fingers deep into her pussy and massaged her g-spot until she
exploded in the most violent orgasm of her life.

   At that moment James came inside her, hot globs of cum blasting from his
cock and splashing against the inner walls of her ass.

   Nicole's trembling legs gave way and they both collapsed on to the bed,
James lying heavily on her back.

   "That was incredible," James muttered.

   "It was," Nicole murmured, close to passing out from the beautiful agony
of it.  Her head swam and she saw spots before her eyes.  "Ass-fucking. 
Where has this been, hmmm?  Could be a whole new way of life."

   "Could be," James agreed.  "A whole new life."

   CHAPTER ELEVEN

   Today...

   "It's breathtaking," Nicole said, looking out at the twilit vista of
pristine white sand, palm trees and sapphire blue ocean.  She, James and
Brandon were just finishing dinner at a outdoor table set up by the hotel
staff on their private beach.

   "The food here's great," Brandon said.

   "For you, 'great' means there's a lot of it," Nicole laughed.

   "Gotta keep up my strength up," he snickered.

   "My people use this place quite often for company retreats and other
business," James said, somewhat absently.  "I think we may own it, I'll
have to ask my - Oh, excuse me," he interrupted himself as a young man in
hotel livery stepped up and handed him a note.  James read the message and
rose to his feet, stuffing the paper in the pocket of his beach shirt.  "Is
something wrong?" Nicole asked.

   "Not at all," James said.  He held out his hand to her.  "I think an
after dinner stroll along the shore would be a great idea, though.  Don't
you?"

   "You're suddenly mysterious today," she said, looking curiously up at
him as she stood up.  Looking at Brandon she added, "Come along, kiddo.  As
if we're not getting enough exercise, hmm?" Nicole hugged her son close,
taking advantage of the embrace to kiss him full on the lips and to rub her
bikini-clad crotch against the bulge in his shorts.

   Nicole was horny again.  As they started out, she hoped that her
husband's plan was to take advantage of the seclusion of the inlet to
engage in some open air fucking.  So she was disappointed at first when,
after walking for only a few minutes, they spied some people gathered under
the light of several tiki torches set in the sand a few hundred feet
further down the beach.

   "Damn," Brandon muttered.

   James seemed unperturbed.  "Let's at least say hello," he said.

   As they drew closer to the group and could see more clearly, Brandon
laughed loudly.  "Check it out...they're fucking up a storm," he said.

   "Oh my goodness, look at them," Nicole said .  She gripped her husband's
arm excitedly.  It was true.  There were three people, two women and a man,
using a big blanket spread out beneath the flickering torch lights.  The
man was flat on his back.  A dark-haired woman crouched on her knees
between his wide-spread legs, head moving up and down in the unmistakable
tempo of a blow-job.  The second woman rode the man's face.  She leaned
forward, hands braced on his stomach and slender hips rocking in a dreamy
lewd rhythm, eyes closed and face contorted in ecstasy.  Her lips curled
back from her teeth and her mouth gaped in a low, primal moan. 
"Unnnhh...yesss.  Suck my cunt, baby!  Suck...SUCK!"

   Nicole recognized the blonde's passion-choked voice at once.  She
started running down the beach toward the fucking trio, James's laughter
ringing in her ears.

   "Lindsay!  Mai!"

   "S-surprise, darling!" Lindsay said cheerily.  Her voice came in gasps
and she struggled to form words, obviously consumed by the delights of what
must have been expert pussy-eating.

   Mai, ravenous as always, at first acknowledged Nicole's presence only
with a wave of her free hand.  Her concentration on her partner's cock was
nearly total.  She would swirl her tongue around his turgid cock-head for a
moment and then duck down to take most of his thick rod into her throat. 
The man's hips jerked spasmodically and every few seconds his prick
throbbed as though he were about to shoot off, but Mai prevented that by
gripping the base of his cock tightly between her thumb and forefinger.

   Finally Mai lifted her head from his cock and looked up at Nicole with
smug satisfaction.  "I believe he's ready for you, dear."

   "Ready...ready for me?" Nicole asked, baffled.  James and Brandon had
caught up and now stood on either side of as she stood rooted in place,
staring transfixed at the huge, rigid fuckrod jutting up from the loins of
the man on the blanket.

   It can't be...she thought.

   "A special wedding gift," James said, kissing Nicole's neck.  Brandon
stepped behind his mother.  He slipped her beach wrap off of her shoulders
and untied her black bikini top.  Her tits sprang free and her son reached
up to cup and massage them.

   "Aaaaghhh!  Uuunnnh!  I'm coming!" Lindsay squealed.  She bucked her
hips crazily for a few seconds, then slumped forward in exhaustion. 
Smiling weakly, she rolled off of her partner.

   "Hello, baby," Lou Foster said, looking sheepishly up into his
daughter's eyes.

   "Daddy?"

   "As long as I've known you, I've watched you suffer from losing your
dad," James explained.  "And with my resources, it wasn't that difficult to
find him."

   "But where...how..." Nicole stammered.  The thunder of her own heartbeat
nearly drowned out the sound of James's voice, just as the sight of her
father lying naked before her with a raging hard-on threatened to blot out
all thought of anything else.

   "There will be plenty of time for questions and answers later," Lindsay
soothed.  She kissed Nicole's mouth, running her hands down over her
friend's hips to snare the little strings which held the redhead's thong
closed.  With one tug at the ties Lindsay released the tiny strip of fabric
and pulled it away, leaving Nicole completely naked at last.  The cool
ocean breeze teased her nipples and pussy.

   "As your psychiatrist, I advise you to take full therapeutic advantage
of this opportunity," Lindsay said with a wicked smirk.  "Reunite with your
father in the fullest and most literal sense."

   James's hands replaced Brandon's on Nicole's tits.  Her son slid his
hands down to her crotch, tickling her clit and easing a finger up between
her pussy lips.  "Come on, Mom, get down there and go wild on that cock. 
Me and James want to watch."

   That was too much for Nicole.  Her legs buckled and she dropped to her
knees in the sand.  She crawled onto the blanket, never taking her eyes
from her father's.  Wrapping both hands around his throbbing cock stalk,
she extended her tongue and licked along the underside of the crown as if
it were a lolly pop.

   Lindsay was especially turned on by the action, mewling in arousal
herself as Nicole tonguebathed her father's cock and balls and then trailed
kisses up and down his thighs and stomach.  "That's the way, Nicole.  Take
your time...savor the moment.  Lou, don't you have anything to say to your
daughter?"

   "I'm so sorry, honey," Lou Foster said, his voice thick with a mixture
of regret and lust.  "When we...when you were...I thought I'd ruined your
life."

   "You very nearly did, by running out on me like that," Nicole scolded
him.

   "I thought you'd have a chance for a normal life, without me in it.  You
were just a girl..."

   "Well I'm an adult, now!" Nicole said vehemently.  "I've done 'normal'
and I hated it.  It's my body...it's my life and I'll decide who to fuck."
She let go of Lou's cock and crawled forward to plant her knees on either
side of his hips, her cunt mere inches above his prick.  She lowered her
face to his, kissing his mouth "And it's been far too long, Father Dearest,
since I've felt this monster inside me."

   Lindsay let out a whoop and knelt beside the couple.  "Let Doctor
Lindsay, um, facilitate this encounter," she said huskily.  Taking hold of
Lou's cock shaft she positioned his cock-knob just at the dripping entrance
to Nicole's pussy.  The redhead shivered in anticipation as her friend
rubbed the bulbous knob forward and back along the length of her slit. 
""Now, Lou..." Lindsay addressed Nicole's father.  "...like we
'practiced'...take your daughter NOW!"

   Suddenly Nicole's father thrust his hips upward, driving his steely cock
halfway into her pussy.  Nicole cried out in shock but met his thrusts with
a hard push downward, fully impaling herself on his huge meat-pole.

   "Ohhhhh!  Jesus!" she shrieked, delighted as his horse-sized cock hit
home.  She felt as if the end of it was pressing into her womb.  She
twisted and shook and tried to raise herself up, to ride him, but her
father's strong hands locked around her hips and held her against his
crotch.  She lay forward atop him, breasts pressed flat against his chest
and grinding her clit against his belly.  She was lightheaded, swept away
by uncontrollable need.

   "Good," Lindsay whispered, licking Nicole's ear.  "There's no drug quite
so intoxicating as daddy dick, is there?  I can't recommend it highly
enough."

   Lindsay rose and moved to join her mother in undressing James and
Brandon , taking turns caressing and sucking each of their cocks as all
four of them continued to watch Nicole and her father.

   Lou slackened his grip on his daughter and she began to rise and fall on
his cock.  He arched his back to stab deep into her as she pushed down and
dropped his hips on to the blanket as she rose up on her toes, maximizing
the length of her fuck strokes and depth of his penetration.  "Ride my
prick, Nicki!" he urged her, gritting his teeth in the effort to hold back
his load.  "Do it like I taught you, baby!"

   "Oh yes, Daddy!" Nicole trilled.  "Oh, I've learned so much about
fucking since I saw you last.  I'm gonna show you everything I've learned!"

   Father and daughter fucked in perfect harmony, moving faster with every
long stroke.  Nicole felt her pussy lips cling to her father's thick cock
as she pulled up, reveling in the heavenly sensation of fullness as she
plunged down to take him all the way up her tight wet fuck tunnel.  It
wasn't long before the first waves of climax swelled in her pussy.

   "Aaawwwnhhh!" Nicole moaned as she convulsed in a trembling orgasm.  She
couldn't stop twitching as every nerve-ending vibrated with nearly
unbearable pleasure.

   She must have blacked out then, because her next awareness was of
Brandon's hands on her shoulders lifting her into a sitting position.  She
was still astride her father, his steely cock still imbedded deep in her
pussy.  Brandon stood before her, supporting her, his big erection rearing
up inches from her face.  He was obviously excited by watching his mother
fuck her father; pre-cum dripped from his cock slit.

   "Doesn't that look yummy" Nicole sighed.  "Oh, Dad...have you met our
son, yet?"

   Lou blinked in shock and tried to sit up suddenly.  He almost dislodged
his daughter but she clamped her thighs around his and held on.  "Really?"
he said unbelievingly.

   "You must have suspected when you...left the way that you did," Nicole
said.  "And I'm quite sure...especially now that I've had both of you. 
Like father, like son."

   Nicole craned her neck toward Brandon, opening her mouth wide to engulf
his cock.  She stopped at the last moment, turning to James.  "Thank you,
darling.  Thank you so much for making this a perfect day."

   "I'd do anything for you, sweetheart," James said.  He was lying on the
blanket a few feet from Nicole, Brandon and Lou.  His arms were folded
behind his head and he looked completely relaxed as he enjoyed the lustful
attentions of the Jacobsen women.  Mother and daughter mouthed and kissed
their ways down the sides of his massive prick and then back up to the
head, pausing there to press their lips together in a long, lingering kiss.

   Mai finally broke away and ducked down to engulf one of his hen's
eggsized balls in her hot mouth.  Lindsay grasped James's fuck-stick in her
hand, nursing at the swollen head.  "I hope Nicole has left me something,"
she murmured coyly.  "I've worked up quite the appetite for a long drink of
man-seed."

   Watching her friends devote themselves so totally to pleasuring her
husband gave Nicole a wonderfully depraved idea.  She rolled off of her
father onto the blanket, smacking him playfully on the ass.

   "On your knees, Daddy," she ordered, lying back and spreading her legs
wide.  She raised and cocked her legs, drawing her knees up to rest against
her breasts.  When Lou was in position she said "Now, plug me again with
that big pussy-pleaser."

   Lou chuckled as he plunged his prick all the way home into his
daughter's churning hot depths.  Brandon looked disappointed, plainly
expecting that his mother had been about to suck him off.  "Patience,"
Nicole chided.  "I keep telling you...uhhmmgh...patience!"

   She gave herself completely to the delights of her father's masterful
fucking for a dozen or so strokes, then pushed him gently away and gestured
to her son.  "Your turn, honey.  Put the prick to Mommy."

   Brandon threw himself eagerly atop his mother and drove his cock hard
into her oh-so-willing and well-primed cunt.  She flexed her pussy muscles,
caressing his pistoning rod as he slid rapidly in and out of her for a few
minutes.

   "Now switch!" Nicole shouted.  Brandon relinquished the saddle a little
reluctantly to Lou, who instantly climbed back between his daughter's legs
and rammed his cock into her to the balls "Oh yeah!" she howled.  "That's
it, Daddy, that's the way to fuck your girl!"

   Brandon awaited another turn, watching his mother claw at Lou's back and
hammer the heels of her feet into his ass-cheeks to spur him onwards.  Not
for the first time, the boy gazed in wonder at how insatiable a slut Nicole
had turned out to be.

   He had team-fucked his mother before, of course, and with more than one
other guy.  Months before Nicole had met James, the former Crane home had
become the favorite hang-out for Brandon's gang and she'd become an
enthusiastic participant in their party scene.  He'd shared Mom with Luke
and Trey, and they'd all watched her and Elaine Moore put on shows together
with Laney's collection of sex toys.

   Yet Brandon sensed now that Nicole was soaring toward new heights of
perverse sexual ecstasy.

   Half-crazed with fuck lust, all Nicole could think of was how fantastic
it felt to be fucked by her own father and son...the exquisite pleasure of
having first one and then the other's enormous stiff cock pumping
ceaselessly into her tight little cunt.  She wanted this to go on
forever...but even as her father pulled out and Brandon took another turn
at her the red-haired mother also felt a pure animal craving for their hot
rich jism.  When her son's muscles tensed and he clenched his teeth in
determination to go on, she knew it was time.

   "Don't hold back, darling!" she hissed.  "Cream my pussy good!"

   "Goddamn, I'm there!" Brandon yelled, slamming into his mother a final
time.  His cum load boiled from his prick like water from a hose.

   "Spray me, Daddy!" Nicole looked to Lou with imploring eyes, mouth open
wide.  "Shoot on my face and down my throat!  Drown me in cum!"

   Lou Foster leapt forward, fist pumping along his prick.  In an instant a
thick wad of jism shot onto his daughter's desperately wriggling tongue. 
She swallowed it greedily as string after long sticky string of long,
sticky strings of cum exploded from his cock.  He spattered jism across her
cheeks and into her hair, directing the pulsing stream down on to her
heaving big tits.

   "That's it, Daddy, that's it!  Ahhh-aieeiii!" Nicole's orgasm peaked
suddenly.  Her whole being was consumed by rapturous fire.  Her incredible
inner heat was stoked higher and higher by the thrilling and sinful
awareness that she was being baptized, inside and out, by incestuous cock
juice.

   "More!  More!  More!" Nicole wailed.  "I can't stop...Oh God I can't
stop coming!  So g-g-good!"

   It was the most astonishing, indescribable pleasure Nicole had ever
felt, more intense than she'd even imagined that sex could be.

   Finally the last orgasmic ripples faded inside Nicole and her incestuous
lovers squeezed out the last trickles of cum from their cocks into her
pussy and on to her squirming white body.  Nicole smiled languidly up at
them, completely content...for the moment.

   She saw that Mai and Lindsay were lost in their own splendor, mother
lying atop daughter, mouths locked in a passionate kiss and bodies
squirming against one another while James slid his cock into first one and
then the other wet pussy.

   Nicole's mind and heart both raced as she conjured up the endless
combinations and variations in which she planned that she, her family and
friends would enjoy and pleasure one another from this night on.

   THE END


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