Arizona Family in '69 Ch. 1

Teri returned to bed, no longer sleepy. She lay on her back, naked and fondling her breasts, thinking of her boy, his beautiful prick, and of her daughter, with her imitation of sucking up and down on a prick the way Teri liked to do it, with John on top, 69-style. Only Katie didn't have an actual prick to suck on. Would she be thinking of any particular prick? Would it be ... but no, no, she wouldn't be thinking of anyone right here at home ... would she?

Teri let the thoughts come to full articulation. The sucking technique she had perfected over the years was wonderful, and John really loved it too. She wondered how it would be to sixty-nine with her boy, using the technique, with Eddie licking her cunt while she sucked up into his hard prick, released it and dropped back down and then went up again to capture it and suck, suck, suck. As she envisioned the boy-fuck, she fingered her cunt lips and spread her legs, closing her eyes.

The words in her mind excited her; the object of her emerging sexual obsession was taboo. "Let me suck! Oh, baby, I love my boy's huge prick! Oh, Mom wants you, baby! Eddie, do you like Mom to suck you?" Taboo-sucking!

Taboo! She didn't need the word for it; she felt it in every nerve cell of her body as an electric feeling of urgent but forbidden sexual desire raced through her. Sucking up and down on the imagined long hard cock of her boy!

She heard a sound beside the door. She could see the shape, it was Eddie there, his form barely visible in the dark. She knew he was naked and that he was erect, watching her. She spread her legs and moaned as she finger-fucked herself and continued her imagined motions, her sucking up and down -- imagining the way Katie had imagined, but with the fuller knowledge of the real thing -- thinking of Eddie there, his prick. She heard her husband, beside her, snore. She felt overwhelmed by her desire and could not hold back. The world was new; the old one had ended. It was 1969, the dawn of something new! Now, yes, her cunt ruled her and she didn't care, she wanted her Eddie and she wanted him to respond, the way John did, with the words, the words meant for passion. Closing her eyes, she feigned complete self-immersion and lack of awareness of her watcher, her loving boy.

"Oh, yes, yes, ... baby ... Eddie, darling!"

As she said it, she felt herself enter that other world of swooning sexual heaven. There! She had said it, she had told Eddie what she was thinking, wanting, feeling. She thought this as she finger-fucked more rapidly and she watched Eddie masturbating at the door. As she came, she heard his muffled gasps as his come flew into their room. Then it sounded as if he raced away, back to his bedroom ... at least it sounded that way. ...

John listened, barely able to hold back from speaking, his prick hard, as he heard his wife's call for mother-fucking and as he heard the clear sounds indicating that her son had heard her too. When he heard what sounded like Eddie returning to his room, John went down on Teri, kissing her thighs and sucking her toes.

"Oh, Teri, baby, that was fantastic," he whispered.

"John! I thought you were asleep."

"Uh uh, it's OK honey, it was a joy, and now...." He licked her legs and then shifted to licking her belly and her breasts and then he climbed over her and pushed his prick between the beautiful two globes and began fucking back and forth, squeezing his prick with them. Then he lifted up, with his knees beside her arms, and slowly began a mouth fucking as she propped her head up on two pillows.

"Oh, yes, Teri, I love to fuck you this way!" He knew he was talking too loudly, but he wanted to, he wanted them to hear it, to hear him as he fucked her lovely mouth!

She couldn't reply but her hands petted his chest and back and urged him on. And, suddenly and on pure intuition, she knew that he knew what she wanted to hear, although they had not spoken of it. He pulled out of her mouth and lying next to her, fondling her breasts, he whispered what she knew that he knew she wanted to hear.

"Oh baby, you always wanted your boy, didn't you? You wanted him to see your naked body, didn't you?" he asked urgently.

Her whole body was flooded with goose bumps. "Oh yes, yes..." Teri replied in an equally urgent whisper.

"You wanted him to go down on you, to lick your hot mother cunt, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes!"

"And you want to suck him, his hot hard boy-prick over your face as you reach up to it, licking, sucking, isn't that what you really want, to suck your boy?"

"Yes, you bastard, yes, I want his prick!"

"Here it is baby, pretend it's your boy's hot prick and suck! You always wanted your boy to do this, didn't you?"

John felt a thrill running down his back as he uttered those words and as he lifted up and paused to give her a chance to respond.

"Oh, yes, yes, I want his prick in me!"

"Take it, Mom, here it is -- your boy is fucking your mouth!"

Meanwhile, young Katie had been so stimulated that she could not sleep. She left her bed to get some water and in doing so, passed her parent's bedroom. She glanced over and was treated to the fantastic sight of her Dad fucking her Mom's mouth!

"Oh, baby, your boy loves to fuck your mouth, do you like it?" she heard her Dad say.

"Ummmm," was Teri's positive answer as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She had seen Katie at the door and was now doubly turned on by the idea of her daughter watching her being mouth-fucked. And also, in imagination created by the vivid words, she was being mother-fucked! She spread her legs and finger-fucked herself with both hands and let her husband be fully in charge of the mouth region, fucking in and out. She closed her eyes and sighed in sexual delirium: being fucked his way, being watched! Yes, her boy fucking her, his prick in and out of her mouth!

Her husband paused and whispered in her ear, "Your boy likes to fuck you, Mom. He lies in bed thinking about it, seeing his Mom naked, her cunt in view, his mouth going down on her, his prick getting hard and then fucking his Mom's mouth, in and out, in and out."

"Oh, yes, yes," Teri cried, her entire body rippling with goose bumps of such taboo talk.

He plunged his prick in and out her mouth once again and leaned forward toward her as he whispered, "Oh Mom, your boy loves to fuck your mouth!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming," he called out as he pulled out and his come sprayed over her face and breasts. Teri licked and sucked his prick and balls while she brought herself off once again.

Their daughter Katie watched her lusty parents make love and cloth it in a taboo fantasy in which Mom was taking her brother as a lover. So would Dad want her too, would he want to give himself to her, to spray her with his come after she made love to his monster organ? Katie swooned with the thought. Who knows what else could happen? Weren't people saying that the world was new, something was happening out there? She hardly knew what they meant. Was it this, was it about love and did love mean sex?

Eddie had realized something wild was happening in the night and, quietly, after first starting back to his bedroom, the idea propelled him back to the doorway. Then, in the dark he tiptoed back into his parent's bedroom and stood in the shadows in a corner.

He listened to his Dad's wild urgent talk, the exciting talk -- about him! About making love to ... his own mom! And Mom wanted it, she said so, she wanted her boy to make love to her! And not just any old way. She wanted his prick gunning in and out of her mother-mouth! Eddie masturbated while he listened and then, as his father came, he too shot a fresh load onto the white posh rug. He waited until Katie returned to her room, then he tip-toed out as he heard his mother's last swooning words, "Oh, yes, I want him, I want my boy to make love to me!"

The next day, a Monday, Teri was vacuuming the living room rug. Even when she worked around the house, she liked to look nice. She was proud of her attractive body and liked it when men ogled her. John had left for work and Eddie was in his room, probably sleeping. She thought about last night and felt her body get warm. She turned off the machine and went to the kitchen to drink some water. In her mind, a movie was playing, featuring John and Eddie. First one, then the other was making love to her. Her pussy became very wet, her panties soaked. She removed them and, after pausing, decided not to put on fresh panties just yet.

She returned to the living room and tried to take her mind off the sex by continuing the vacuuming. In a minute, Eddie was there and he sat in a large chair, his legs spread, wearing only his shorts, as usual. She was startled and still hot. Suddenly, she felt her sexual desire take over. She wanted to thrill her son, to let her boy see her sexuality, her hotness inside, she wanted to display for him! She pretended to see something on the rug that needed close attention and shut off the machine to bend to it, hunching down and spreading a little as she did so, revealing to the gaze of her boy her beautiful cunt lips.

Eddie's eyes opened wide and he stared, licking his lips. Teri was intently focussed on trying to remove an imaginary particle from the rug, having to work at it so that she now had to bend closer. The view of her cunt was gone now, but in its place was the deep cleavage on display because Teri wore a shirt with all but its bottom two buttons open. Eddie's groin ached as he observed the luscious mother-tits, large and with puffy areolas with lovely nipples. He wanted to suck them!

Teri bent still further, now at Eddie's feet and she looked up now, her eyes moving from his face to his swollen crotch.

She smiled seductively, "Eddie, what are you thinking about, dear?"

"About ... you, Mom!" He was flustered by her question.

"Ummmm, I wish I knew what you thought -- I mean, what picture is in your head, for instance?" She had her hand on his naked thigh and her eyes fixed upon his, smiling.

"The picture? It's you ... and me!" There he had said it! He felt warm all over, maybe she would really be angry now? But his Mom's hand roamed closer to his groin and then, he closed his eyes as he felt her hand running up and down over his erection.

Suddenly Teri stopped. This was going too far! What was she doing? It was one thing to fantasize, to display, to talk, but to actually have physical contact? To fuck her son? No, she couldn't!

She got up, saying, "I'm sorry, Eddie, I don't know what got into me, I have work to do."

Eddie, at once relieved and disappointed, got up and went back to his room. He pulled down his shorts and began to masturbate. In this mind, the scene played itself out with a different ending. She was sucking it, the way she had said last night she longed to suck it. He moistened his prick with saliva and increased the tempo of his masturbation. His Mom taking out his prick, admiring its length and width, its huge angry head. His Mom under him. He was licking her cunt but he could look back and see her head swoop up and down, sucking him, sucking him.

"Oh, Mom, Mom, suck, suck, suck me!" Eddie cried out.

He had forgotten that his door was still open and really had no idea that Teri was still in the midst of hot desire and that in her indecision, she had now come upstairs with the apparent purpose of continuing the vacuuming in a new location. She had heard the bedsprings and moved to the door, then watched her son as he wet his lovely prick. Then she heard him call out and knew he was thinking of her sucking him. Thinking of her, his mom, going down on her own son.

She raced to her bedroom and pushed the door closed, undressed and lay on the bed. She too wanted to complete the scene with a different ending! Her boy above her, his feverish tongue at work while his prick waited above her mouth....

Eddie's come flew out and over his naked belly just as he heard his Mom's feet racing toward her bedroom. Quickly, he dried himself and put his shorts on, moving out into the hallway. He edged toward her door. It was not completely shut! At first it was slightly ajar, but then his light touch ... and it moved silently to provide him with a better view!

Teri's bedroom was dark, with curtains drawn, but her beautiful naked body was clearly on display for her ogling son. He saw that her eyes were closed, but she was mouthing words. He listened intently.

"Oh, baby, yes, let Mom suck that giant prick, I always wanted it and I need it! I know you want me baby. I know you masturbate dreaming of your Mom, of fucking her! I need you baby, I need you to fuck me. Sixty-nine! Love me while I love you, sixty-nine! I don't care about anything, anybody. I just want your cock in me, in my mouth, I need it!"

Eddie approached the bed and she opened her eyes. For a moment, she hesitated on the boundary of fantasy and reality. Then she whispered something to him and waited. When she opened her eyes again, the thrill of seeing it there so near, just above her, overwhelmed her. She moved up to capture it in her mouth. Her boy's prick! Sucking it! Reality had become fantastic.