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	MOM & ME

Chapter 8

[I did not write this story but have enjoyed it for many years.]

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	They got a break concerning both Glenn and Nikki.  Glenn had to
work late at his office, and Nikki was booked for a party at a friend's
house.  That left the plan open and fluid, if they moved reasonably fast
and got the job done before the others returned to the house.

	Linda met Betty in the kitchen after they'd tidied up the table
and the men were at the TV set.  Chad and his son were watching a ball
game.

	Linda said, "How do I go about it, mom?"  I mean, it seems like
this afternoon was a dream, and now daddy's here and everything is just
like it was before."

	"It's not like before," Betty said.  "You and I have both been
laid by your brother, and if we're going to continue to have any real fun,
then you *have* to take care of your father, keep him busy and guilty and
unsuspicious."

	Her daughter shook her head and tucked the last plate into the
dishwasher.  "But there's Glenn;  my husband is no dummy, and--"

	"I'll take care of Glenn,"  Betty said.  "The same thing will work
for him."

	Linda stared.  "You mean *you* and my husband?"

	"Why not?  It's also you and *my* husband!"

	"Far out," Linda breathed.  "I think Glenn had a thing for you,
even before we were married.  He's always looking at you and saying what a
fine looking woman you are.  But I never thought you would encourage him,
or that he'd ever get the nerve to make a pass."

	"Thank your brother for starting it all," Betty said.  "I'm
getting a little excited, thinking of Glenn.  He's so strong and active. 
Tell me, Linda--is he a good lay, a fine lover?"

	He daughter giggled.  "You're turning me on, talking like this.  I
never imagined discussing my husband's sexual ability with my mother. 
Yes, he *is* good.  He's eager and he's tender, although a little square. 
It' not that I don't love him, mom--or love to screw him.  It's just that
I was getting bored with an everyday kind of sex.  Maybe Glenn is too."

	"Probably," Betty said.  "The same with your father, but I stirred
him up by going down on him."

	"You did? Wow!  I've tried to do that to Glenn, but he backs off. 
You see, before I married him, I had this oral affair going with another
boy.  I was scared to screw, so we just went down on each other, and this
went on for months.  I was still cherry when I married Glenn, but I've
yearned for some oral sex, too."

	Smiling, Betty said, "I'll try to see to it.  Maybe he'll got for
eating, if it's not with his wife.  Men are funny."

	Linda stepped close to her, and Betty hung the dish-cloth on the
rack.  Her daughter said, "you're terrific, mom.  I freaked out when we
were kissing and feeling each other's tits, and I thought--I mean, I
wondered if we couldn't do more."

	Betty lifted her arms and Linda came into them.  Their bodies
moved sinuously against each other, and Betty felt the ripe shaping of her
daughter's mound pressing her own, knew the thrusting of Linda's tits.

	"I wondered, too," she said.  "I don't know anything about two
women, but I'll try to learn.  Sweet Linda, my lovely daughter with the
charming, graceful body and the passionate mouth.  Kiss me, darling--then
we'll have to get about seducing your father.  We'll get together some
time later, though; I promise.  Just you and I."

	"I'll like that," Linda breathed, and put her warm, mobile lips
upon Betty's.

	"O--okay," Linda panted.  "First daddy, I know.  But how am I
going to go about it?  I don't just grab him, or something."

	I'll take Danny out, pretend he has to go somewhere he forgot.  Of
course, we won't really go.  We're going to watch, and maybe get in some
screwing of our own.  I know how Danny gets excited, just talking about
his father fucking, and when he *sees* him put it to you, I know I'll have
to keep him busy.  Not that I'll mind.  but you and Chad--let's see: how
about you starting to drink with him, get you both loosened up?  Then
start telling him how frustrated you are, confess that Glenn is impotent
and can't satisfy you, and pretend that it's driving you crazy.  go into
some details, and that will stimulate your dad, hearing it.  Drink some
more and push it at him.  Climb on his lap like you used to do when you
were little, and don't wear any pants under that mini.  If he doesn't get
a hard on, he's dead."

	Pursing her lips and lifting one eyebrow, Linda said thoughtfully,
"That just might work.  I can be so hot that I'm forgetting he's my
father, and tell him I have to fuck somebody, or I'll run out in the
street and grab the first man who comes along.

	"He'll save you from that," Betty laughed, and they giggled
together.

	When they were in the family room, Danny said o hell yes, he
remembered  promising Eddie, and could mom run him over there?  Sure,
Betty answered, and went into a long explanation about how she and Eddie's
mother had some administrative work to do on that charity affair, and
would Chad mind if they stayed a few hours.

	Eyes on the TV ball game, Chad grunted agreement and waved them
out.  Betty and her son went through the living room, slammed the outer
door, then backtracked to find places at the louvered window above a
couch.  They had to kneel on the couch to see, but when their faces were
side by side, they could make out the family room and those in it, very
well.

	Linda made the first move by clicking off the TV set.  "Dad, I
want to talk to you,  It's very important, but I need a drink before I can
say anything."

	Watching, Betty saw the girl pour two big drinks of straight rum
over rocks.  Linda gave her father one and sat on the arm of his leather
chair.  "Here's to a happy love live--which I don't have."

	Cute, Betty thought, and to the point! and downing her drink
bottoms-up would force Chad to do the same.

	Chad said, voice roughed a little by the straight rum, "I though
you and Glenn got along okay."

	Linda moved from chair to bar and back again, carrying glasses. 
Putting one into her father's hand, she sought the chair arm again,
swinging her hip close to him.  "we get along fine.  The trouble is--oh,
how can I tell you?  The trouble is--I'm going out of my mind because he
doesn't, because Glenn can't--have sex with me."

	She gulped her drink and Betty thought: be careful, girl; you'll
get smashed before you can turn on your daddy.  But Glenn downed his shot,
too.  Then he said, "What the hell--you mean he can't--"

	"Impotent is the word," Linda half-sobbed.  "He kind of plays with
me when I'm all naked, and kisses my breasts, and puts his hands in
between my legs.  The he rubs his--his soft thing against me, and tries to
make it go inside my--well, my vulva.  But he can't and I'm g-going
crazy!!"

	Betty bit her lips to keep from laughing.  Linda was one hell of
an actress, and she kept edging her hip closer, pushing her sleek body
nearer to his arm.

	"Hell kid, Chad said, " that's rough.  but I don't know what *I*
can do, unless it's to make Glenn go see a doctor."

	Linda started to cry.  She said brokenly, "Oh--oh, I can't wait
that long.  I need it now,  *now*!  You don't know what the torture is,
and it's not as if I'm a virgin, and I need it, need it.  I'm going to
just run out in the street and grab the first guy I see, and beg him
to--to do it to me!"

	"You can't do that," Chad said, putting an arm around his
daughter's shoulders.  "Come on, kid--settle down, and--"

	"Oh daddy, daddy, you've always been so understanding, so
helpful."  Linda slid over onto his lap and snuggled to him, her face into
the side of his corded throat, her rounded ass squirming upon his lap.

	And with no panties on, Betty thought.  Chad couldn't take that
for long, especially with two double shots of rum racing through his
blood.  Linda was wiggling, rubbing her tail and her tits into her father,
and Betty saw Chad try to move her off his lap, saw him attempt to lift
his daughter away.  But then Linda kissed him, open-mouthed and panting,
and while he was pinned in his seat by the shock of her tongue racing over
his teeth, she swung one foot around and the leg over, so that she was
facing her father, straddling him.

	"Wow," Danny breathed i his mother's ear.  "She's really going to
work on dad."

	"Shh," Betty admonished.  "Let's keep still and just watch."

	Chad grunted and pulled his mouth from Linda's.  "Kid--baby--you
don't know what you're doing."

	"I do, I do!" Linda sobbed, and tore off her blouse to push the
erect nipples of her shapely young breasts at him.  When her father leaned
back, she leaned forward, and he lifted his hands to ward her off.
Instead, she pushed a tit at his mouth and his hands cupped her breasts,
hesitated there a moment too long.

	Linda shipped off her mini and was bare-assed against him.  Her
lovely legs were up and over the arms of the chair, her naked buttocks
rolling and moving over his lap, his crotch.  Chad's legs pushed slowly
out, opening at the ankles, and Betty couldn't see his face because
Linda's breasts covered it.

	but she could watch her Daughter's busy, deft hands as they worked
feverishly at her father's pants.  It was only a second before she had his
huge penis out, and was riding it between the cheeks of her active ass. 
the swollen dark head of it peeped out from her buttocks, disappeared
again as Linda wiggled and hunched.

	Chad was beyond resisting; Betty saw him move, watched his dark
and hairy hands clench around his daughter's's trim waist, saw him lift
the girl's ass high so that his rigid prick could lift its head up and
find the springy, curly pubic hair of her dewy mound.

	"Oh daddy, daddy!  Please stick it in me.  I'd rather be screwed
by you than anyone else in the world.  Oh please, daddy--put it--*put it
in!*

	Staring wide-eyed, her son's breath husking raggedly in her ear,
Betty saw the big, distended head of her husband's cock as it worked into
her daughter's thickly haired pussy.  Linda sank gasping down upon the rod
that was stretching her labia wide; inch by thick and veined inch, Chad's
staff slid up into the hot and grasping of his daughter's young and
excited cunt.

	"Baby," Chad said, "oh my baby girl.  You're tight and slick, and
so beautiful, so hot--"

	"Oh yes, daddy.  Oh my darling daddy, you have such a big prick. 
Oh--ahh-- I've never had my cunt filled so well, never had it packed so
long and so wide by a man's meat.  Big prick, glorious prick--ahh,  I can
feel it all the way up to my belly.  Oh sweet daddy, darling father--fuck
me, fuck your baby girl!!"

	"Here, Linda, take it, baby!  Here's your daddy's big prick--screw
it off, it you want to.  It's all yours, sweetheart--all this cock is
yours--I'm fucking you, Linda baby--"I'm socking my stiff prick home into
my daughter's beautiful pussy--ahh, what a t tight, sweet ass--oh,
baby--oh, Linda!"

	Betty felt the nipples on her tits rise, and pressed them against
the louvered window as she observed her husband fucking his older
daughter, his heavy cock slipping in and out as Linda's ass rose and fell.
 Beside her, his son's arm slipped around her shoulders and dropped to
take hold of her right tit.  She felt Danny turn and press against her
thigh, felt the rigid length of his cock nudging her hip and knew that he
had already dropped his shorts.

	Hypnotically, her eyes held to the sensuous scene in the other
room, and she breathed hard as Linda increased the movements of her
churning ass.  Chad's fingers were dug into the soft cheeks of his
daughter's ass now, and he was driving his thick staff solidly up into her
juicy sheath with every movement.  Betty could see his hairy balls flop
with every upward stroke, and hear the slushy noises his prick was making
inside the liquid suctions of Linda's hot cunt.

	Daddy--Lay it to me--feed me that crazy big prick--make my teeth
rattle with your cock--oh, fuck me, screw me, ram me--oh daddy--daddy,
darling--I'm going to come!  I'm *coming*, daddy--oh please hurry and come
with me, come *in* me!!"

	"Yeah, baby--oh yes, kid--tight and hot and slippery--you hot
little juicy bitch, fucking your own daddy like this--you hot little
slippery cunt with the wild ass--oh here it come, baby!"

	Betty saw her husband's balls leap up and hang against the crack
of her daughter's pistoning ass, then watched them flex and drop slowly
back down.  He was shooting his load of semen into Linda's vagina, pumping
forth his come into this daughter's pussy, filling her with the hot and
sticky cream of his eager manhood.

	Chad had fucked his daughter, and fucked her well. Betty sighed,
and kept her eyes glued to Linda and Chad, while her son eased her own
shorts down her thighs.  She was kneeling upon the couch cushions, so he
couldn't get them over her legs.  Still, he left room enough for his
anxious cock to reach her dripping vulva.  Betty turned her body to meet
him, keeping her face at the louvered window, staring at the temporary
collapse of Chad and Linda in her husband's big leather chair.

	Danny prodded the head of his prick into his mother's public
hairs, pushed gently but firmly until the found the wet and ready
entranceway.  Then he took the pulsating cheeks of her ass in two gentle
hands as he forced his glans, then the length of his stiff young penis all
the way inside her lubricated vagina.

	Kneeling with her thighs spread, Betty watched the couple in the
other room, and felt Danny's cheek beside hers at the peephole.  They
kneeled together, fucking slowly and with a slippery affection as they
stared at their counterparts across the way.  Mother and son fucking,
father and daughter fucking--and a series of tremors quaked through
Betty's body as she knew the matchless intimacy of it all, as she rode her
son's cock and watched her husband's cock move within the tight confines
of her daughter's pussy.

	It was magic and wondrous; it was so wildly exciting that Betty
wanted to shout through the window that she loved everybody, that she
adored every prick and cunt in the world--but that most of all, she
worshiped the peerless screwing her own immediate family could perform.

	She closed her teeth on the impending shout of disclosure, and
worked her belly back and forth so that her son could use his prick
better.  It was exciting to fuck this way, she thought, to grind belly to
belly, rubbing each other's pelvis.  She flattened her tits against his
smooth and hairless chest, and mingled the hairs of her mound into the
hairs of his crotch with every long greasy stroke Danny made into her
clasping pussy.

	In the other room, Linda lifted herself slowly from her father's
rod, placing her feet on the floor and rising to slip his prick out of her
vagina.  Betty saw the jism on its head, the gleaming of love oils and
semen mixed on the swollen and purplish glans, and she saw the froth left
in her daughter's shaggy hair.

	She expected Linda to move back, to step away and give her father
a chance to recover, but her older daughter did no such thing.  Instead,
since she was standing over Chad's legs, with her feet spread wide,
Linda's belly was on a level with his eyes, or near to it.  The girl
tucked her fingers into her father's brown-grey hair and said down to him:
 "Oh daddy, father, lover--how I dug that screwing.  I think I'm still
coming, still hitting little quick orgasms.  What a massive, hard prick
you have.  I envy mom for getting it all the time."

	Betty seesawed upon her son's cock, and Danny rubbed his chest
across her hardened nipples, tantalizing her, stroking his cock into her
with deep, slow thrusts.

	Beyond their peephole, Chad said:  "I can't believe I've screwed
my own daughter; I just can't believe it.  But when I felt you bare ass on
me, felt all that rich pubic hair and knew you were naked under that
little skirt--I couldn't control myself any longer.  Oh baby, was I so
wrong?"

	Linda moved her tits over his face, drew her nipples teasingly
across his lips and caressed his head.  "Darling daddy, you did me such a
favor; you made me complete.  I want to be fucked by you, over and over
again.  I'll never get enough of this wonderful prick.  Love me,
sweetheart; fuck me and kiss me and eat me up.  Here, darling--here, my
lover-- move your sweet mouth on down and kiss my belly while I stand
here.  Daddy--oh daddy--kiss me lower, lower yet--"

	Betty caught her breath. Chad was going to do it; he was going to
eat his daughter's cunt, going down on her as she forced his face sliding
over her belly and into the opulent growth of hair at the vee of her
femininity.  Chad was giving oral love to his daughter, something he had
never done to his wife.  And only seconds after he had fucker her, just
these few short moments since he had let go a mighty load of come into
that same steamy little box.  He would be tasting his won semen, Betty
thought; he would be eating into the wetly spiced flavors of Linda's
pussy, and he would be knowing the salty musk of his own ejaculation.

	It was weird and it was exciting, so much so that Betty grabbed
for Danny's shoulders and began to hammer her pelvis roughly into his,
fucking fast and furiously, her inflamed cunt sucking upon him.

	She couldn't see her husband's face, couldn't actually watch him
lap into Linda's creamy pussy, but she could stare hungrily at their
daughter's modelled ass as it rolled and bucked, gyrated and heaved,
tightened and loosened.  And she could listen.

	"Eat it, father," Linda said.  "Lick on into my cunt and just eat
me=--that's right daddy--oohh, yes, that's fine!  Up to the clit,
darling--on up some more--feel around with your sweet tongue and find the
little nubbin there.  OH! OH YES!! Now lick it hard, suck it--suck my
clit, daddy!  Bite it!  Eat it--oh daddy, daddy, just bury your face in my
cunt and suck it, SUCK IT!

	Linda's ass bumped forward, pulled back.  She shook it and hunched
it, and her hands pushed her father's head savagely against her crotch as
she screwed his mouth and rocked on his teeth and fucked his tongue.

	Marvelous, Betty thought, grinding her own cunt wildly on Danny's
hammering cock, flopping her big tits against his sweaty chest--oh
marvelous, to see such primitive need unleashed.  Linda was dominating her
father, conquering him, making him eat her cunt and making him love it. 
Linda was letting it all go, swinging her ass and pouring hotly whispered
word over him.

	"Oh, darling--oh my incestuous father--not dirty, not old--but you
fuck your own daughter and you eat her pussy--you love it, you love that
wet taste and the juice running down your throat.  Suck it harder! 
Swallow it!  You cunt-eating bastard--you daughter fucker!  You sexy,
horny, loving daddy--oooo!  I'm coming--I'm coming!"

	Betty hissed it:  "I'm coming, too.  Hit it, Danny---hammer that
sweet prick up your mother's cunt and spray me with your come!"

	"Yes, mom," her son grunted quietly.  "Yes, darling cunt, sweet
mother pussy- -I'm letting it go right now in your cunt.  Oh mom--oh
mother--feel it squirt in you!"

	It was ecstasy, and Betty quivered in its grip as the hot come
flushed into her clutching vagina.  Her asshole drew tight and her
buttocks clenched.  She wanted to scream, and held it back only with a
major effort of will.  Within her cunt, her son's prick flexed, oozed some
more glorious boy semen into her tube, flexed again, and she felt his
balls slide down her thigh as they were temporarily drained.

	Her eyes had difficulty getting into focus, but Betty managed to
peer at Linda and Chad in time to see them going to the floor together,
nakedly entwined.  Linda was kissing her father's hairy chest and nipping
the skin of his upper belly, and Betty knew exactly what was going to
happen next.  Linda was preparing to suck her father's cock, to blow him i
the fashion she had learned as a virginal girl afraid of intercourse.

	A long time since she'd been eaten, Linda said; a long time since
she had known the joys of oral sex, and never with her bashful husband. 
Now she had gotten it from her daddy, and would soon give it back, sucking
that massive prick until it exploded into her mouth and flooded her
throat.

	Regretfully, Betty gave a twist of her pelvis that flipped Danny's
cock from her hole.  She had to leave now, to dress and take the car to
pick up Glenn from his office--and to screw him. 


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