Chapter 8

Mary's asshole was dripping with Holmes' cum when she got up. She stood beside the man, holding his hand, as they watched Danny's flopping balls tighten and his pumping ass begin to quiver and jerk. She knew her brother was cumming in their mother's cunt.

"Aghhhhh," Danny sighed, pumping out his jism.

Jane's body shuddered with another orgasm as she felt her son's cum splattering in her cunt. She sighed and squirmed and tightened her cunt to give him as much pleasure as possible.

"Was it good?" she asked dreamily. "Did you like my hot cunt around your prick?"

Before Danny could answer, Holmes pushed the screen door open and began clapping. Mary giggled and joined in the applause.

Danny yelped and scrambled off his naked mother, trying to hide his dribbling cock. His face turned a bright red with shame and fear at being caught fucking his own mother.

Jane gasped and jumped. She'd forgotten all about Holmes in the pleasure of the moment. Now he was back and--and Mary was with him!

"Ohmigod!" Jane moaned, looking for something to cover her nakedness.

"Just stay there," Holmes said, walking toward her, his eyes sweeping over her bare, wobbling ass cheeks and the smear of jism oozing from between her thick pink cuntlips.

"W-what're you going to do?" Jane asked, sobbing.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know... yet. But you've got such a hot cunt, it seems a shame not to put it to use, you know?" he turned to Danny. "How about it, kid. Want to fuck your mother again?"

Danny just looked frightened and woefully embarrassed. He saw Mary looking at his limp, dripping pecker and then she looked up and winked at him! He just stared in confusion.

Holmes opened his pants and pulled out his cock. It hung, thick and heavy, swaying slightly with his movements, and Jane's eyes were drawn to it. She saw Mary's fingers instinctively reach out for it.

Jane gasped. "Mary!"

"Don't worry," Holmes smiled. "I won't let her do anything she hasn't done already."

Mary looked guiltily at her mother, but it was difficult to feel bad about her urges while her mother's bushy cunt dripped with her brother's cum. Jane saw Mary looking at her well-fucked snatch, and tears flooded her eyes.

"I didn't want to," Jane wailed. "He made me!"

"Me?" Danny cried.

"No! No! Him!" Jane sobbed, pointing at Holmes. "He said he'd shoot you if I didn't let you f-fuck me!"

"Why all the weeping and wailing?" Holmes asked. "You were loving every dirty thing he did, and you know it."

"I-I didn't want to!" Jane cried.

"What about you?" Holmes asked the boy. "Do you want things back the way they were? You know, fucking your fist and just dreaming about pussy?"

Danny looked at his mother. Jane moaned and dropped her eyes. She knew her son wanted her, just as she, in her heart, knew she wanted him. She was ashamed to admit it, but she'd never outgrown her love for teenage boys, and now that her son was one, and as horny a one as ever existed, she didn't have the will power to keep him away from her.

"Go on," Holmes told Danny, "get on the floor with your mother."

Mary watched as her brother stretched out beside their mother. When his body touched her, it seemed to set off a fire in Jane, and she moaned and forced herself not to grab and hug him.

"Take hold of my cock," Holmes told Mary. The girl eagerly wrapped her fingers around his hot, throbbing flesh.

Jane closed her eyes when she saw the expression of horny anticipation on her daughter's flushed face. Danny, however, kept his eyes open, glancing from his mother's plump, wobbling ass cheeks to his sister's lewd pumping of the stranger's cock.

The boy was becoming excited from watching his sister's fingers playing with that big cock. He felt his own cock stiffening again. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the lewd spectacle.

Jane's curiosity finally got the better of her. She opened her eyes when she heard both her daughter and Holmes breathing heavily.

"Ohh, Mary!" She moaned, seeing her daughter kneeling in front of the man and cupping his large balls in the palm of her free hand.

Holmes' cock was long and fat and throbbing stiffly, bumping the girl's cheeks and lips and nose as she played with it. In a matter of minutes his large piss-slit was gaping and a long string of clear, shiny pre-cum hung from it, swaying obscenely in front of Mary's face.

The little girl felt the hardness of Holmes' cock through his loose, sliding skin. She watched his copious pre-cum dribble and drool from the tip of his dark, swollen knob. She'd been more than ready to fondle and suck Danny's cock when their mother had called, and now she was just as anxious to finally discover if a cock would taste as good as it felt. She wondered if he'd shoot all that thick cream down her throat, or stop and fuck her the right way before that happened. Mary was a little afraid, but she was also curious about how it would feel to taste cum fresh from a man's balls.

"Want to suck on it?" Holmes asked, stroking her hair.

To Jane's horror, her daughter nodded.

"I-I've never done anything like this, before," Mary said nervously.

"Don't worry," Homes said, "there's nothing to it. Just kiss and lick it a little, first. Then put the head in your mouth and suck on it like it was a straw. Who knows, you might even get a nice warm drink if you suck hard enough!"

Mary pursed her lips and gave the wet tip of his cock a quick peck. Then another, but this one wasn't quite so fast. In a few minutes she was sliding her pouting lips all over his fat knob, massaging the silky, wet flesh. Holmes listened to the slurping smacks of her lips and sighed.

"Yeahhh, that's nice. Now you're getting the hang of it."

Mary smiled and let her lips slide across his swollen dick- head. The taste of his pre-cum was seeping through to her tongue as she ran her puffy lips all over Holmes' leaking cock, and she began purring with pleasure.

"Mmmmm," she sighed, inching her tongue-tip forward and lapping at his bubbling slit. The nastiness of her actions both thrilled and dismayed her, but she couldn't stop what she was doing. Not now, not when her mouth was actually watering for more.

"Oh, yeah, nice lips, nice tongue," Holmes groaned, hunching his hips toward the young girl's face.

Mary held her head still and let the huge knob slip into the heat of her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the thick shaft just behind his flaring ridge, and she lovingly ran her tongue across the spongy bulb.

"Now suck on it," Holmes said, still stroking her hair.

Mary's cheeks sank inward as she followed his directions. He groaned and dug his fingers into her scalp, urging her down on his pulsing prick. When he heard her gag, he pulled back until she caught her breath, then waited while she bit down on the flare of his knob and licked what she was holding.

"That's it," Holmes groaned, "lick my dick, eat it, get a good mouthful of hard cock!"

With no urging from him, Mary bobbed her head again and again, each time taking in an inch or so more of his prick. When the fat head went past her tonsils, she gagged a bit, then started swallowing and sucking.

Holmes watched the small head bobbing and bobbing, and felt her full lips sliding tightly up and down his shaft. Her cheeks hollowed even more with her increased suction, and then both her hands were cupping his heavy nutsac, rolling and squeezing the twin oval masses it contained.

Mary knew Holmes was loving everything she did. She could tell by the way he groaned and sighed and hunched. His hands were gentle on the back of her head, stroking slowly. She used her tongue as she bobbed and swallowed. Even if she couldn't get off from sucking a man's cock, she did like doing it. It felt so strong and powerful, throbbing between her lips, but Holmes was helplessly in her power, weakened by the magic of her warm mouth.

"Ummmm," she yummed, shivering as she felt her pussy leak some juice. Sucking Holmes' big cock was a real turn-on, especially with her mother and brother watching. She wondered if Danny was envious of the man, or if their mother had satisfied his desire for a blow-job.

"Ohhh, yeah! I can't last much longer!" Holmes gasped. The constant massaging of his stiff prick by her soft, wet lips and hot, rippling throat was making his balls tighten.