Chapter 10

Terry's heart skipped a beat when he took Wendy's hand and helped her out of his car. She was looking her luscious best in the clear moonlight, her blonde hair catching the silver glow, her white dress sparkling, her perfect lips shimmering wet and lusty. She breathed slowly, deeply, her big tits rising and falling beneath her smooth dress, catching Terry's attention and holding it even though his mind was in turmoil.

Until yesterday Wendy's big smooth tits had been the most beautiful he had ever laid his eyes or his hands on. But now that he had felt his mother's magnificent pair of tits, no other set of mammaries could ever fully satisfy him. He wondered how Wendy would react if she found out about his recent affair with his mother, and his wondering was more than merely an exercise in imagination. Wendy would find out all about it, Terry knew, and she would find out soon.

As he led Wendy up the steps and into the beach house, Terry was filled with doubt about the crazy thing he was about to do at his mother's suggestion. It was bad enough to have sex with his own mother, but now his mother wanted something more. She wanted his girl friend too, wanted to explore the secret world of lesbianism with the little vixen whose wild romps she had observed on the beach.

Terry still hadn't been told about Sheila's spying with the binoculars, but he knew that his mother had observed something on the beach, her knowledge of his activities with Wendy was so complete. He also knew that she had seen enough of Wendy to want to screw around with her.

Terry still felt nervous about asking his luscious girl friend to give herself so completely to his mother. As far as he knew, Wendy had never tried sex with another girl, let alone with the mother of one of her favorite fuckers.

Wendy had told him about several far-out things she had tried, but lesbianism hadn't been one of them. And yet there had been something strange about the way she had been turned on so wildly by his mother's dildo and by the fact that he was fucking her in his mother's bed.

Confused enough by his mother's wild plan, Terry tried to put thoughts of his girl friend's past out of his mind.

As he led Wendy up to his mother's bedroom, he wondered what would happen when he popped the question. It wasn't enough that Terry's horny mother wanted to lure Wendy into her bed. She wanted to lure Terry into her bed at the same time, wanted to share a fuck with her son and her son's girl friend.

Terry had hated to admit it at first, but the idea was pretty exciting after all. He couldn't imagine anything as taboo as the romp his mother had dreamed up. He remembered how shocked he had been when she had brought up her dirty little plan. He hadn't had the strength to resist her suggestion.

She had popped the question just when his will had been the weakest. He had been screwing her in the ass, ramming his cock in and out of her tight asshole with a wild frenzy. She had whispered her plan to him just when he had been ready to shoot a hot wad of sperm into her ass.

He had expressed his refusal to do such a nasty thing with Wendy, and his mother had pulled off him, refusing to let him come until he had promised to help her with her depraved plan.

He had agreed reluctantly, and he was already regretting it. He knew, however, that he would never be able to resist his mother's wildly stimulating suggestions, no matter how taboo, no matter how depraved.

"Terry, darling, may I ask what we're doing up here?" Wendy smiled, sitting on the edge of Sheila's soft blue bed.

"Do you have to ask?" Terry replied, flashing a wicked grin, reaching down between his legs and rubbing his well-filled crotch obscenely.

"I hope your mother's at one of her late late movies!" She giggled. "I'd hate to have her retire early and find the bed occupied!"

"Uh... yeah... well... she's, uh, she's out," Terry choked, hating to lie to the girl he loved.

"Terry, what on earth is wrong with you tonight? You're as nervous as a kitten. You haven't said two words to me since you picked me up!"

"It... uh, it's nothin'... really, Wendy! I'm just... well, I'm just horny. That's all, baby... just horny as hell," Terry said weakly.

"Horny? You never act this way when you're just horny, Terry. Usually you have my pants off and your cock out long before now when you're that horny!"

"Shut up and spread your legs, baby!" Terry growled playfully, trying desperately to forget that his mother was hiding in the closet and peeping out through a crack in the door.

"That's more like it, stud. That's the Terry I know and love!" Wendy laughed, falling on her back on the bed and throwing her legs apart.

Terry stared between the girl's wide-spread legs and hardened up immediately. She was wearing black panties beneath her full white dress, a wispy garment that barely covered her fuzzy blonde twat.

Wendy reached down and raised her frilly dress until it was gathered around her bosom, presenting her cunt for her lover's inspection. Terry knew that his mother could see her lewd display. He wondered how his mother was dressed, if she was dressed at all. He wondered if she liked the obscene view she had of Wendy's pussy.

Sheila's eyes were wide-open, and so was her cunt. She was wearing only a wispy negligee of the lightest possible material. Her tits peaked the front of her garment, the hard nipples pointed and tingling with uncontrollable excitement. She had been playing with her pussy long before her son and Wendy had entered her little trap.

She held the lips of her pussy open now and rubbed her knuckle lightly against her wet clit. Things were working out well, she thought, and her little plan showed signs of being even more promising than she had imagined.

Sheila hadn't really expected Wendy to fall into bed and open her legs all that quickly. She thrilled to the power with which her son stimulated Wendy's libido. Terry seemed to be following her instructions well enough, being careful not to obstruct her view of the lusty activities in her own bed.

Her twat steamed when she saw her son unbuckle his pants and pull off his shirt. Her twat steamed even more when she saw Wendy jump up eagerly and fall to her knees on the floor before the boy. She rubbed her clit harder when she saw the beautiful blonde unzip her son's pants and haul out his lust-hardened cock.

Terry turned in profile to his mother, letting her feast her horny eyes on the blow job his chick was about to perform for him. He sucked in his breath when hot Wendy wrapped her lips around his prick. He trembled with lust when she ran her silken hands up and down his thighs, pushing his pants down around his ankles. He felt pre-cum oozing out of his prick-head as the luscious chick sucked the head of his prick.

Doing it so openly while his mother watched drove Terry wild inside. He felt as if he were on display, felt as if everything he did with this free-fucking girl had to be even more obscenely stimulating than when they did it privately. He had to satisfy his mother's strange cravings, had to show her that he was worthy of the lust she inspired in him.

"You're doin' that real nice, Wendy! Suck that cock, baby! Suck the shit out of it! Around the head! The head, baby! That's it! Lick underneath it! Take that fucker! Take it deep! Right on! Deeper! Suck it right down into that throat of yours, baby! Suck it and lick it at the same time! Oh shit! You really do that great! What a mouth! You like the taste of my cock, Wendy? You like suckin' me off?"

Wendy's face was too tightly filled with hot jerking cock to answer. Instead she bobbed her head up and down, taking her lover's prick inside her throat until it banged hard against her tonsils.

"Yeah, baby! You like it! I know you like it! You make my fuckin' balls feel great, baby! Damn! My nuts are hot! Jesus Christ! Keep suckin'! Suck! Take that hard-on, Wendy! Show me how you love it!"

Terry began to rock back and forth on the balls of his feet, forcing more and more of his lust-engorged prick into Wendy's mouth while his mother watched and played with her wet cunt.

Sheila worked her fingers against her open gash with a wild frenzy as she watched her son getting blown expertly by the horny blonde. She had never done anything so nasty in her life. There was nothing to compare with the wicked feelings that surged through her naked body as she indulged in her perverse desire to observe her son's sexual activities. She could hardly imagine how she would feel when she sprung her trap on Wendy at the height of their hot-fucking activities.

"Grab my nuts, Wendy! Grab them balls! Yeah! Oh yeah! Squeeze 'em, Wendy! Squeeze those nuts! Oh shit! Shit, that's great! I love havin' your hands on my balls! You don't know how great that feels! Rub 'em! That's right, baby! Rub my nuts with the palm of your hand! Yeah! Yeah!"

Terry bounced up and down on the balls of his feet, banging his cock against the roof of the eager girl's pretty mouth.

Sheila watched as Wendy ran her hand all over her son's balls, reaching up between his legs as far as she could and rubbing his exposed muscular ass from time to time, spreading open the cheeks of his ass with her fingers and rubbing his ass-crack with her thumbnail.

Sheila stared attentively, amazed at the expertise with which the sixteen-year-old girl stimulated her lover. She longed now to feel Wendy's hands herself, to see if they were as soft and warm and loving as Terry apparently found them to be as they roved over his body. She longed to see the luscious blonde naked.

Terry sensed his mother's growing excitement and her desire to see Wendy disrobed. The boy stopped face-fucking the girl and pulled out of her sucking mouth, watching his long prick jerk up against his naked belly.

He grinned down at Wendy and asked her to stand up. Her eyes glittered with unconcealed lust.

"My God, Terry! You really are hot! I love you like this, darling! Have you been taking something?" Wendy asked slyly.

"Shit no, baby! You're all I need to turn me on! Let me get this dress off! Gotta have you naked!"

Terry unfastened her garment and helped her out of it.

When the light-skinned beauty stood nearly naked before her, Sheila almost cried out loud with excitement. Wendy's skin glowed a healthy pink, lightly tanned but not harshly bronzed. She seemed to be one perfectly tuned instrument of pleasure. Her body flowed with soft curves from head to toe. Her swelling soft-looking tits were a sight to behold, their tips hardened with lust, outthrust and tempting. Her downy soft pussy rested between her legs, quiet in appearance but seething with excitement. Her thighs were warm and firm-looking, glowing with youthful radiance, longing to be stroked. Sheila longed to stroke them.

"Want me to lick your twat, Wendy baby?" Terry asked with a dirty grin, grabbing one of the girl's offered tits and lifting it gently.

"That's a silly question, lover! Of course I want you to lick it! I want all kinds of things! I want you to suck me hard and bury that long wet tongue of yours right up my cunt!"

Wendy lifted her other breast and offered it to her lover.

Terry took Wendy's other tit in his strong young hand and held both of them. He bent toward the blonde's naked tits and began kissing them, kissing them all over, pressing his eager lips against the firm peaks, making them tingle inside.

Sheila felt as if her son were sucking her tits too. She grabbed her own bulging tits and squeezed them lightly, imagining her son's hot hands on her tits. She opened the front of her garment and let her beautiful breasts flow out.

Terry's lips and tongue roved over Wendy's shivering body freely. His kisses trailed down between her bulging tits and over her belly. He kissed her lightly, moving ever downward toward her naked twat. When his lips touched the downy fuzz of her sweet young pussy, Terry looked up and asked her if she wanted to lie down.

She moved backwards and fell once again onto the soft blue bed, wriggling her naked body against the fragrant silk sheets.

Sheila watched hungrily as her son kicked off his shoes and pants and fell between Wendy's wide-spread legs. He grabbed her legs and pushed them apart, moving her silken body to assure his mother an unobstructed view of her twat.

Terry sneaked two fingers beneath the dampening crotch of Wendy's panties and pulled the material aside, exposing the light golden tuft of soft hair between her delicate pink legs.

Sheila stared at Wendy's cunt-lips and diddled herself with ever- increasing urgency as her son exposed more and more of his girl friend's pussy.

It wasn't long before Terry was slipping Wendy's panties down over her thighs and down her long lovely legs. He held the flimsy black garment in his hand and crushed it against his face, turning so that Sheila could watch him inhale Wendy's lingering love-musk.

Wendy was writhing with lust now, her legs flailing, her pussy quivering with excitement, her steaming pussy running with delicious cunt-honey. He had to taste the honey-pot he had uncovered, had to bury his face between the horny chick's spread legs, had to lap at her gash, had to stick his tongue deep inside her seething cunt.

Sheila watched as her son fell to his knees at the edge of the bed and pushed his handsome young face against the wide-open gash of the girl's creamy pussy. The hot-assed mother's fingers flew fast and furiously over her clit as she eagerly watched her son's maddening display. She watched his tongue flick out and run over the girl's steaming clitoris, watched it and wished that his tongue was working between her own naked legs.

"Oh Terry! Terry! I love it, Terry! Lick it! Lick my cunt! Stick your tongue up my pussy! Harder! Fuck me with your tongue, dear! Fuck me!"

Wendy moaned, lust raging like a fire inside her.

"I'm gonna fuck you all right, baby, but it's not gonna be with my tongue!" Terry rasped, his dick aching. "You're gonna get more than a tongue up your cunt, baby! How 'bout it, Wendy? You ready for my cock? You hot for cock, Wendy? You ready for this fuckin' thing?"

Sheila watched her son stand up and turn in profile to her, shaking his hard cock. She watched as sexy Wendy sat up and grabbed the offered shaft of her lover's prick, pulling him toward her.

"Give it to me, Terry! Give me your prick! Stick it in me! I'm hot for it all right, Terry! I need it up my belly! Here, I'll help you! Right here! Right here between my cunt-lips, darling! Stick it in! Oh God! Oh Terry! Fuck me!"

Wendy pressed her lover's dripping prick against the pouting wet lips of her cunt.

Sheila's cunt tightened around her hand when she buried it inside herself. She twisted her clenched fist inside her seething pussy and imagined that Terry was fucking the shit out of her, jabbing his hard-on in and out of her with a maddening passion. She wondered how much longer she could control the lusts that made her want to burst out of the closet and confront the free-fucking young girl with her lascivious plan.