Chapter 4

Mandy imagined her niece, Julie, as she had seen her at the beach, squatting there with her slim knees open.

She had not been surprised by a desire to kiss that pretty little pussy. Mandy had often considered licking a cunt, even as a high school girl. She had not, but only because the opportunity had never come up. Being so oral, loving a hard cock in her mouth, and having it squirt that sweet, burning jism into her throat, she was certain the soft taste of a hot, wet cunt against her mouth would be just as good, as exciting, as sucking a cock.

She thought of what her son had told her, what he and Johnny did with Julie. It sent steamy ripples through her cunt as she tried to visualize them together. It seemed strange that she didn't really want to be involved with her brother anymore. Yet, she did want involvement with her son, Derick. Was it his youth? She didn't know, nor care.

It was, she knew very well, the wicked excitement of fucking her own son that turned her on more than anything else. What kind of mother would fuck her son, and when he was so young? It was so deliciously depraved!

She danced about the house, whispering almost in awe: "I fucked my son... I fucked my own son!"

Derick had gone off with Julie and Johnny. She had not wanted him to go, but there was no way she could stop him. He had to enjoy his cousins, his closest friends. He was still a boy, after all, with a young boy's interests. She didn't care to think that he was doing things with Julie, now that she had fucked him. She would give her son all the hot, wet pussy he could possibly want, she told herself. It wasn't jealousy, but that he was taking away what she was now thinking belonged to her... his hot, thick, sweet cum.

She bathed and changed her clothing twice, not satisfied with what she wore. She pulled on a pair of very tight, very short, shorts and a T-shirt, but wasn't satisfied with that. It showed her tits to perfection, her ass beautifully, but it wasn't exactly what she wanted. She selected a short wrap-around skirt, and a midi blouse that barely covered her full tits. This was better, she decided, because the short skirt parted to reveal her creamy thighs when she moved or sat and crossed them. It was peek-a-boo, always more exciting than blunt exposure. She wore a pair of very skimpy bikini panties, the dark curls of her pussy hair a dark shadow puffing them outward. And she wore leather sandals, her scarlet-painted toenails showing.

Mandy was more horny that ever now.

She sat on the couch, reliving everything she and her son had done, in the afternoon and early evening. She had come so much, so hard, she wondered how she had taken it. And Derick... his cock, his beautiful young cock... never seemed to tire.

She crossed her legs, sitting there on the couch, wishing Derick was home, because her cunt was hungry again.

As if in answer to her wish, the door opened and he came in, wearing a pair of faded old jeans cut raggedly off at his ass cheeks. Behind him, Johnny and Julie entered.

Mandy, usually pleased to have her niece and nephew around, was disappointed that they had come home with Derick this time.

Derick came to her, leaning over and kissing her cheek. She looked up at him, wonderment in her moist, soft eyes. He had never done that before. He had kissed her, of course, but never after being out during the day.

He was bare-chested, with scuffed sneakers on his feet. Johnny, too, was dressed in the same manner. Julie wore shorts and a blouse, her cute little ass round and tight. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, giving her exquisitely sweet face a more youthful look than ever.

Julie sat on the couch next to her, hands folded in her lap, shy as usual. Mandy felt the heat of her niece's thigh against hers, and glanced at Julie. Julie was obviously pressuring her slender thigh against hers. But Julie didn't look at her, but at Johnny and Derick. The two boys sat on the floor, facing Mandy and Julie, legs crossed, elbows on their knees and chins cupped in their hands, looking at her.

"What's going on now?" Mandy asked, finding their behavior puzzling.

"Nothing, Mom," her son answered.

"Something is," she insisted, feeling Julie's thigh press a little harder against hers.

Johnny and Derick were staring openly at Mandy's knees, at the few inches of her satiny thighs showing from the hem of her short wraparound.

"Oh, I think I see," Mandy said softly.

She looked at her son's crotch, seeing the white of his jockey shorts there, then at her nephew's crotch. And her breath caught. She could see one of Johnny's balls, naked and exposed, sweet and hairless. Her eyes started to glaze as she stared, and she felt the pressure increase on her thigh.

Mandy began to tremble, but there was a wet heat filling her cunt, too.

"You told them about us," she said simply, her voice low.

Derick nodded. "I told you about them, too," he said, as if that justified his confession to his cousins.

"Why, Derick?" Mandy asked, her fingers clutched together at her lap. "It was supposed to be for us, just you and I."

"Mom, you don't know Johnny and Julie," Derick giggled softly.

Mandy wasn't sure she wanted to, either, despite her earlier fantasies. She felt a little angry at her son for telling them, but refused to let it show.

"They wanna see," Derick said.

"See what?"

"Us, Mom," Derick replied. "They wanna watch us, you know, do it."

"Derick! I will not!" Mandy snapped, jerking her thigh from Julie's, which followed hers. "I think you two should leave Derick and I alone. I have a few things to say to my son."

But Julie and Johnny remained where they were.

Derick, however, stood up. He came to the edge of the couch at his mother's side. Mandy looked up at his face, wondering why she was shivering and unable to move. When her son leaned over, placing his hands on her tits, Mandy gasped, her own hands flying up to shove his hands away. But instead, she found herself placing them on top of his, pressing his palms into her tits hard, moaning softly, her eyes turning glassy.

Derick began to fondle her tits through the midi blouse, and Mandy whimpered with passion and helplessness. She leaned her head back on the couch, staring into her son's face as he lifted her blouse, exposing her tits to Johnny and Julie.

"I told you guys my mom had pretty titties," Derick said. "See for yourself!"

Mandy didn't look at her niece or nephew, feeling their hot eyes on her revealed tits, her nipples stiff and tingling. She couldn't move to cover them, and could only mewl softly as her son fondled them, twisting and pulling at her nipples. She would never have expected her son to do this, not in front of anyone, but he was, and what startled her most of all was she was liking, enjoying it.

"Derick, please... don't," she protested, but her hands stayed on top of his, not pushing them off her tits.

"It's okay, Mom," her son assured her. "They're not gonna tell anyone."

A quick peek at her nephew still sitting on the floor at her feet told her Johnny had a hard-on. It was bulging inside his cut-off shorts. She could hear Julie's hot breathing at her side, and the girl's smooth little thigh was pressing at hers again.

"You guys wanna see her cunt?" she heard her son say.

"No, Derick!" Mandy rasped.

But her son ignored her plea. He was now pulling apart her wrap-around skirt. Mandy was leaning back on the couch, her tits exposed with hard nipples, her eyes still watching her son's face. She was breathing heavily, her tits lifting and falling. Derick parted her skirt, showing her skimpy panties to Johnny and Julie, who were also breathing hard now. When her son began to uncross her legs, Mandy resisted briefly, but it was a weak effort. She felt him open her knees, and didn't have the strength to close them. Her cunt was burning with wet heat now, drenching the thin crotch of her panties.

The way her son was exposing her to his cousins was affecting Mandy, making her become almost immediately aroused.

She felt Johnny's hot eyes staring up between her parted thighs, and a shock went through her when she felt Julie's young, soft hand rest on her thigh, dangerously close to her cunt.

"You can see her cunt through her panties," Derick said. "And she's wet, huh?"

"Yeah, I see," Johnny said.

Mandy kept her blazing eyes on her son's face as he stood at the edge of the couch now, feeling Johnny's and Julie's young eyes devour her exposure. To her astonishment, Mandy realized she didn't want to close her legs, cover her tits. She wanted the kids to see her, look at her body, wanted them to become as excited as she was now.

Derick pulled the side of his shorts away, and his cock pushed outward. Mandy still stared up at his face, even when she felt him rub the swollen head of his cock against her cheek. She felt wetness as he brushed his cockhead toward her lips.

"Suck me, Mom," Derick said, his voice low and thick. "Show them you like to suck my cock."

"Derick, please..." Mandy protested. But as she opened her mouth to speak, her son's cock slipped past her lips. Mandy's eyes slitted as she felt and tasted the head of her son's cock in her mouth, and the tip of her tongue flicked at his dripping piss hole, a low moan coming from her.

"Wow!" she heard her nephew gasp. "You sure didn't lie, Derick!"

"Oooh," she heard Julie mewl close to her ear. "Does it taste good, Aunt Mandy? Do you like to have it in your mouth?"

Derick was pushing his cock deeper into her mouth, and Mandy felt a strange sensation come over her. Suddenly, she wanted them to watch her suck her son's cock, see how wanton she was, how much she loved to suck hard cock. Her hand shot up between her son's thighs, and she pulled his cock deep into her mouth, her lips pressing at the cock base and his shorts. She heard Johnny and Julie gasp as she swallowed her son's cock all the way. As her cunt steamed inside her panties, Mandy began to suck hungrily on her son's cock, her eyes closing now with exhibitionistic rapture. She slipped her hand into his shorts from behind and held his ass while he began to fuck her mouth.