Chapter 2

Charles and Claire Watson usually did stay in bed all morning on a Sunday, as Jimmy had mentioned. They often stayed out late on Saturday night and slept well into the morning when, invariably, they woke up horny and stayed in bed, enjoying some leisurely licking, followed by plenty of fucking. Sometimes, just for variety, they frigged each other off or added the embellishment of Claire’s big, rubber dude. Claire had awoken first that morning, feeling slightly hung over, having been to a party the night before. Charles was sleeping on his back and she had slid down and sucked his soft cock into her warm mouth, working on it hungrily. It always thrilled her to take a cock in soft and feel it swell and harden in her mouth.

Charles stirred and mumbled in his slumber. His prick got enormous as his sexy wife mouthed it greedily. She wondered what he was dreaming about. She slid her tongue all over his prick and sucked his cockhead right back into her throat, swallowing him to the roots.

She was wondering if she could manage to milk him off without waking him up, a thing she always loved to do. Later, he could tell her all the juicy details of the wet dream she’d given him.

She worked away for a few minutes but then realized that she needed a drink. She would soon be getting a mouthful out of his cock and balls, of course, but she knew that although she adored swallowing cum, that thick and slimy stuff was hardly thirst-quenching. She was reluctant to stop sucking, and continued for a few more minutes, but then decided that she had better have a drink of Coke before she carried on to the creamy conclusion.

She glanced at the nightstand and saw that they had forgotten to place a bottle there, as they usually did when they had been drinking. It annoyed her to think she would have to go downstairs to the kitchen. She sucked away a bit longer, but Charles showed no sign of getting his rocks off, and with a sigh she drew her lips from his prickmeat. She got out of bed, careful not to disturb him and hoping he would still be asleep when she came back so she could finish her dream suck.

Not bothering to put a dressing gown on, Claire left the bedroom and went downstairs naked. Her body was spectacular, the kind often referred to as a brick shithouse. Her tits were big and firm and thrusting, capped by large, rosy nipples. Her waist was narrow and her hips swept out wide, while her ass jutted out as if to counterbalance the weight of her tits. Her cunt mound was a tangled jungle of blonde curls spreading in a wide V up her belly.

Her hot pussy squished between her lush thighs with every step that she took as she descended the staircase. She was eager to get back to bed.

She went to the kitchen and got a bottle of Coke out of the refrigerator. She took a slug out of the bottle. Then, refreshed and bringing the Coke with her, she headed back to the stairs.

Passing the living room, she looked in-and almost fainted.

There was Bonny, sprawled in a chair with her pussy bared and her skirt up and her legs apart, and there was Jimmy standing over her, pulling his prick furiously.

Claire’s initial impulse was to rush into the room and put and end to the naughty situation.

But she was fascinated.

She had always enjoyed playing the voyeur, and the thought of spying on her own naughty children thrilled her to the core. Her nipples shot out and her pussy bubbled. She hesitated, then smiled.

Claire had decided to watch.

It wasn’t as if they were actually touching each other, she reasoned, trying to justify allowing the situation to continue. If they started to do anything more serious, she would certainly interfere-or so she told herself. But since both of the kids were obviously experienced at giving themselves hand jobs, what difference did it make if they happened to frig off in company.

Claire sank slowly down to her knees; just back from the open doorway thru which she was staring. Her plump tits swung as she began to squirm with excitement. How thrilling it was to watch her kids being naughty! Her eyes flashed back and forth between them. She found her daughter’s creamy cunt as fascinating as her son’s enormous prick. She gazed at Jimmy’s cockhead as it flared out of his pounding fist, then stared at Bonny’s overflowing fuckhole.

Claire’s own cunt began to melt, as if in sympathetic vibration with her daughter’s creamy pussy. Ribbons of cuntjuice ran down the flesh of her inner thighs. She was holding the Coke bottle in her right hand and she cupped her left hand over her cunt, rubbing and caressing her pussy and her fiery fuck button. Then, with a sudden inspiration, she moved the Coke bottle between her legs and began to shove the neck up into her cunthole. She squirmed and jerked as she fucked herself with the bottle, sliding it deep into the tunnel of love.

Her cuntjuice poured into the open bottle, clouding the dark liquid with milky streaks. She bobbed up and down, thighs tensing, riding the bottle as if it were a prick. Abandoned to her lust now, she drew the bottle out of her pussy and brought it up to her lips. Gazing longingly at her daughter’s cunt, she slurped the neck of the bottle into her mouth and began to suck her own cuntjuice from it. She slid her lips up and down as if it were a glass cock. Coke, mixed with pussy nectar, sloshed onto her tongue and lips.

Wild fantasies flashed thru her fevered mind. She imagined that the Coke bottle was Jimmy’s cock, and that the cuntjuice she was tasting on it was her daughter’s cum cream- that she was sucking her son’s prick after it had been dipped in her daughter’s cunt.

She pulled the bottle from her lips and sank it up her cunthole again, moaning and panting. She had to stifle the urge to cry out aloud with her raging passion, afraid that the kids would hear her and terminate their fascinating exhibition.

Ready to come, Claire wanted the Coke bottle to shoot into her like a real prick. She pulled it out of her cunt and jerked it furiously up and down. When the Coke began to foam out, she shoved it back into her fuckhole and gasped as the tingling fluid poured into her and her cunt melted onto it.

The fake cum sparkled in her cunthole as her clit detonated and her cum juice gushed out. Just as the frenzied woman reached the crest, she saw her son’s fuckjuice spurt out, dosing Bonny with squirt after squirt of hot slime.

Spasm after spasm shook her lush body as she watched Jimmy empty his balls onto his sister, soaking her with jizm from crotch to throat. Bonny was creaming too, her pussy pumping her girl-cum out in creamy rivers that drenched her crotch, blending with Jimmy’s jizm and pouring down into the crack of her grinding ass.

Jimmy staggered slightly as his last load shot out, followed by a trickle from his pisshole. His balls had collapsed. But his cock was still iron-hard in his hand...

The whole front of Bonny’s nubile body was glistening with her brother’s thick, steaming hot slime.

“Wanna do it again?” Jimmy asked.

Claire trembled, hoping that they would. They did-and more!

“Move closer this time, Jimmy,” Bonny whispered.

Jimmy stepped in between her knees. His massive cock loomed out right before her lovely face. Her blue eyes crossed as she turned her gaze in upon his prick knob. The purple meat was slathered with the residue of his coming, and Bonny thought it was the most delicious looking thing her eyes had ever looked at. He was fiery hot and his spunk was steaming from his cockhead.

Bonny leaned forward, her blonde hair cascading over her cheeks. Her flushed face was only inches from his prick and her thrusting tits jutted under his balls. Those big balls were already beginning to bloat up with another load.

“Shoot right in my fucking face, this time,” Bonny moaned, her voice husky with desire.

Jimmy gasped and began to pull on his prick. As his hand jerked back, his cockhead flared only inches from Bonny’s face. Her pink tongue slid across her lips and she opened her mouth.

“Holy shit, Sis,” Jimmy gasped. “You want me to shoot my jizm right into your mouth?”

“Ummmm,” she purred.

She ran her hand up from her cunt mound to her tits, gathering up some of his cum. She held her glistening hand up to her face and began to lap his slime from her fingers and palm like a cat at a cream bowl. Her eyelids fluttered and she moaned. If her brother’s fuckjuice was so succulent delivered by hand, just think what it would taste like if she were to suck it straight out of his cock!

‘Oh! I mustn’t!’ she thought. ‘He’s my own brother-I mustn’t think about sucking him off!’

But how could she help it? Her mouth was watering and her tongue was tingling. She scooped up another slimy handful from her tits and licked it up. Jimmy was staring at her in total fascination, watching her tongue gather up his jizm. She stuck her tongue out so that he could see his cum sliding on her tastebuds. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed.

“Oooohh-your cum is yummy,” she whispered.

“Jeez, Sis-” he croaked. He was so excited that his cock was bucking like a bronco, almost tossing his hand off his fuckrod.

Claire stared at them, seeing his cockhead throbbing so close to Bonny’s face as the naughty girl lapped up his slime from her hand and gulped it down. She knew that she should interfere now that things were going to get out of hand-literally. But despite her good intentions, Claire was too much of a voyeur to terminate the scene. She was frozen by visual desire.

“Suck my cock, Sis,” Jimmy rasped.

He jerked his pelvis out, pushing his cockhead up to her lips. Bonny turned her face aside and his prick missed her mouth and skimmed along her cheek. His cock was so hot that she thought it was going to blister her flesh, to brand her.

“Let me put it in your fucking mouth,” he pleaded.

“I-I want to-but it’s so naughty,” she whispered.

“You already tasted my cum” he reasoned. “It won’t be much naughtier if you suck me off, right?”

‘I’ve got to stop them,’ Claire told herself.

But she knew that she wouldn’t.

Jimmy shoved his prick out again, brushing the tip against his sister’s lips. She rubbed against him, her mouth closed now. He dipped down and rubbed his cockhead against her tits, nudging it into her cleavage and tapping it against her stiff nipples. She moaned and squirmed, brushing her tits against him catlike and squirmy.

His pisshole rippled open and a thick glob of preliminary slime oozed onto her tits, scalding hot and frothy. Bonny whimpered with joy as she felt his thick slime soak into her tit meat. Her pussy overflowed with the juice of her arousal.