"Tommy - I need you to run an errand for me," Beverley Reeves said, walking into the front room where her eighteen-year-old son was browsing through a sports magazine.
"Aw, Mom - I'm busy," the boy grumbled.
Beverley stamped her foot impatiently, annoyed by her son's indolent attitude. When the redhead stamped a foot, her big tits jiggled heavily in her blouse. She was a tall, pretty, auburn-haired woman with an hourglass figure.
"Young man!" she said, in a threatening tone.
Tommy looked sullenly up from his magazine.
He was a good-looking, lean, sandy-haired youth. And when he saw his mother's tits bouncing, a glint of emotion, instantly concealed, showed in his eyes. "Yeah? What?" he muttered. "I want you to take this book over to your Aunt Sarah's house. I promised to lend it to her. You can take your bike and be there and back in a few minutes."
"Okay, Mom," Tommy said cheerfully. Beverley was surprised. It was seldom that the lazy lad showed such willingness, and the change in his attitude had come about so abruptly. When he stood up, she was surprised again. Tommy's jeans were tight, and his mother noticed a very prominent cock-bulge in the crotch.
Handing him the book, she tried not to look down at his swollen groin - and Tommy, for his part, tried not to stare at her gorgeous tits. He took the book and left the room. Beverley stood there, bemused. When the boy had found out the destination of his errand, he had seemed. damned near happy to be of service - and he had started to get a hard-on, as well.
Did he have the hots for her sister?
The idea intrigued Beverley.
She knew that her younger sister was a tease who enjoyed turning men on by flaunting her sexy body. But would she be so naughty as to tempt her own teenage nephew?
Oh, that couldn't be - could it?
Beverley found the thought more fascinating than shocking - and it was making her horny to consider it. too. She never for a moment suspected that her sister might actually seduce the boy, but she could just imagine that Sarah might amuse herself by flashing a tantalizing glimpse of tit or giving him a chance to look up her skirt.
Beverley, who quite enjoyed the admiring gazes of men, herself, grinned. Her big nipples began to stiffen and stand out in twin peaks in her blouse, and her pussy had started to simmer between her thighs.
She felt like getting fucked.
Luckily, her husband was available.
She could hear the lawn mower from the back as he cut the grass. And she figured that Arnold would welcome a break from the gardening - especially a break in bed with his voluptuous and uninhibited wife.
But first she figured that she had better check to make sure that Honey, their young daughter, was not likely to disturb an afternoon session.
She went to the window and looked out.
Honey was sunbathing on the lawn, her delectable, nubile young body packed firmly into a very tiny bikini bathing suit. Her youthful tits almost spilled from the tiny halter and the bottom was a mere wisp of cloth stretched tightly across her loins.
Beverley gazed at the girl speculatively for a moment. She was wondering, as a mother might, if the girl was still cherry. She had lots of dates and certainly looked sexy enough.
But Beverley didn't really care.
An early starter, herself, she saw nothing wrong if her daughter was getting a bit of fucking.
Honey seemed quite comfortable and content, and Beverley knew that she was working diligently on getting a deep suntan.
She guessed that it would be all right to call Arnold in for a quick piece of ass.
She went to do so ...
Arnold Reeves was walking up and down behind the lawn mower, but his head was turned. He had been staring at his sexy daughter as she lay so languidly on the lawn. Although he was ashamed of it, Arnold couldn't help but get horny whenever he looked at the little nymphette.
His cock was semi-stiff at the moment.
As if the vibrations from the lawn mower were running from his arms down into his loins, his massive prick had begun to tingle as if shot through with an electric current.
Sometimes, while fucking his wife, he had really naughty fantasies about his daughter. It was shameful and made him feel guilty, but it was true.
At the end of the lawn, he turned and followed the mower back on a parallel strip, looking at the girl with his head turned the other way now. She seemed to be asleep, although he couldn't tell if her eyes were closed or not because she was wearing large sunglasses.
One knee was slightly raised and her slim, shapely thighs were parted. Her daddy looked right up into the vee of her crotch. The bottoms of her bikini were stretched tight as elastic across her pneumatic hips, and the narrow crotchband seemed to have worked its way up into her pussy - as if dragged in by suction.
Arnold could see a few curly wisps of cunt hair poking from the crotch and the indentation of her cunt gash in the tight material and, lower down, the garment was molded to her trim little ass like a second skin, sinking into the cleft between her asscheeks. The crotchband of her panties looked damp. But that could be only perspiration, Arnold told himself. Honey was an innocent youngster. Surely her little pussy wouldn't be wet with anything but sweat. Would it?
Still, a wet crotch was a wet crotch, and Arnold groaned and kept his gaze glued to her groin. His cock was becoming alarmingly hard and engorged, and the sexy sight was making his mouth water, as well.
He completed another row with the mower and turned again. His cock seemed to be humming as much as the lawn mower now, and it was sticking out in the front of his pants most embarrassingly.
He figured that if he were to open his fly and let his rampant prick out, he might be plowing furrows up the lane, as well as mowing it. Then his wife called to him. "Darling - isn't it about time that you took a break?" she called, from the back door.
Arnold started guiltily, very much aware of the swelling cock-bulge in his pants. But her tone of voice had been sultry and huskily suggestive, and he grinned. He knew Beverley very well. And when she used that tone of voice it meant that she wanted to get fucked.
And that gave him the absolutely perfect excuse for his hard-on. Her timing had been handy. Beverley might have gotten horny because she had noticed her son's well-packed crotch. But that was only appropriate - because the husband she had summoned to service her hot pussy was already stiff as a board because he had been staring at their little girl's bikini-clad loins.
He bent down - somewhat awkwardly because of the way his prick was swelling out his crotch - and turned off the mower. Then, grinning, he walked back towards the house.
Beverley was standing in the doorway and her eyebrows tilted up as she noticed the way her handsome husband's pants were bulging out.
It was evident that he was well hung - and that his impressive fucker was all set for action.
It pleased Beverley to believe that Arnold had gotten an instant hard-on the moment that she had called to him in her sultry, come-hither tone.
Little did she know.
Arnold approached with a sort of rolling gait, walking with his thighs almost bowed around his balls like a drunken sailor carrying his own ballast.
"What have we got here?" she giggled playfully, giving his cock-bulge a significant glance.
"Isn't it what you had in mind?" he replied.
"Oh - I think I can handle it," she said.
"Oh, you can handle it, if you like - for starters," Arnold responded, meaningfully.
Beverley had a hot cunt and a hungry mouth, and Arnold was not about to settle for a hand-job beyond the foreplay. But such a thought had never for a moment crossed Beverley's mind, either. The curvaceous woman was every bit as horny as her husband at the moment.
"Shall we go upstairs?" she suggested.
"Errr - Tommy?" he questioned.
"He's gone out, darling," Beverley said - not mentioning that the boy had gone with a hard-on which had, in turn, made her randy.
Beverley and Arnold went up to bed, hand in hand, both sharing secret thoughts that were remarkably similar. Arnold had every intention of pretending that he was fucking their daughter as he poured the prick to his wife - and Beverley was already exciting herself with all sorts of naughty, incestuous fantasies about their son.
Birds of a feather flocked together - and fucked together.
And, too, in mating, they had passed on the inclinations they shared to their offspring . . .
When Honey had heard her mother call out in that meaningful tone of voice, the girl grinned and her eyes had glinted behind her dark glasses.
She knew that tone as well as her daddy did.
She knew too, that her father was horny. She had been deliberately lying in a provocative position so that the man could look up into her vee. And she had even given her bikini bottoms a tug so that the crotchband was drawn into her pussy gash."
It wasn't sweat that had dampened her groin.
Honey loved to turn her father on and to feel his heated gaze move all over her nubile body.
Honey was horny as hell.
If she had basked much longer in her father's admiration, she thought that she would have cum in her bikini, spilling the girl-cum out without so much as touching herself - as if his eyes had frigged her off at a distance.
Now, hearing Beverley call out in that significant tone of husky desire, Honey was delighted.
Mom wants to get fucked, she thought.
And Honey was in for even more of a treat than taunting her father's eyes.
She gave them a few minutes to get to the bedroom, then hopped up and ran lightly to the house. Her plump tits were jiggling saucily in her halter, the nipples standing out in twin points in the cups. Her steamy pussy was squishing between her thighs at every lithe stride.
And her eyes were horny, too.
The naughty youngster went upstairs, barefoot and moving silently. She ducked into her own bedroom, which was adjacent to her parents' room. Honey had made a fascinating discovery some weeks before.
There was an air vent in the wall between the rooms, a mesh square to allow the warmth to circulate - and Honey had found that by removing the frame on her side of the all, she was able to look through the mesh on the other side - and had a perfect view of her parents' bed!
She loved to watch them fuck.
Now the girl pulled the frame down - she had left the screws loose to facilitate this whenever the opportunity to play the peeper arose - and she looked through the wire mesh into' the master bedroom. She had timed it just right. Grinning lasciviously, the girl jammed a hand down into her bikini bottoms. She was all set to frig herself off at the proper moment, and she settled down to enjoy the show from her ringside seat. . .
Chapter Two
Beverley and Arnold undressed, standing beside the big bed and facing each other. Honey's gaze flashed back and forth between them.
Although the girl wasn't exactly sure why it should be, she got almost as turned on by her mother's voluptuous body as she did by her father's manly form. Honey was definitely not a lesbian - but she had an idea that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to fool around with other females. Her mom's big tits intrigued the youngster. And so did her creamy cunt.
Her daddy was undressed first.
He stood in profile to his daughter, facing his wife, his prick angled up at her voluptuous torso. He thrust his hips out.
Honey was drooling behind the air vent as she gazed at his big cock.
His cockhead was a massive slab of flushed purple meat, pulsing in and out as if it were panting. His piss hole gaped open and a few flecks of frothy pre-cum glistened on the throbbing cock-knob.
His cockshaft was long and thick and heavily ridged with dark, pulsing veins.
At the base of his rampant fucker, his balls looked as big as melons, inflated with a cum-load. Honey's mouth watered as she gazed at her father's bloated balls and thought about all the yummy jizz they contained.
Then she looked at the bulging prick-knob and drooled some more, imagining what it would feel like to have that delectable, meaty slab in her mouth.
Beverley removed the last of her clothing and she, too, stood naked. She turned, presenting her lush, curvy body to her horny husband from ail angles - and, incidentally, giving her little girl a look from all sides.
Oh, how Honey would have loved to suck on those swollen tit tips, nursing as she had as a hungry infant.
Her gaze dropped to her mom's bushy cunt mound, and Honey licked her lips and pursed them in a sucking motion as she imagined mouthing her mother's cunt.
Beverley continued her slow rotation, turning through a full circle. Her firm round ass swung around. That, too, looked lickable to randy Honey.
Honey had her cunt cupped in her hand, and pussy juice was pooling in her palm and dripping from the edges. But the girl wasn't frigging off yet. She was only holding her lust contained, resisting the impulse to finger-fuck herself to foam - waiting until she had enjoyed watching her mother and father cum before she creamed off, herself.
Arnold shuffled up to her as Beverley completed her sinuous undulation. His prick pressed against her gently rounded belly, hot as a branding iron, indenting the smooth flesh in a gentle furrow.
Pre-cum was streaming from his piss slit now, running in a sluggish stream down his cockstalk. His cockhead looked like a fat purple plum drenched in whipped cream, and his prick laid a glistening trail of goo up the woman's belly, from her cunt bush to her belly button.
She squirmed against him, rolling her hips and pushing her loins out. He cupped the firm cheeks of her shapely ass in both hands, drawing her closer. She arched her back, heaving her fat tits up.
Arnold lowered his head, neck craning. He began to suck her nipples, switching back and forth from one to the other and licking into her smooth, deep cleavage as he moved from tit to tit.
Beverley reached down and held his hairy balls, lifting the heavy bags as if weighing them in her palm, judging the jism-load that they contained.
His head slid up and they kissed passionately, lips grinding and parting. They panted into each other's open maws, swapping tongues and saliva. He humped, frigging his prick up and down against her belly. His balls ballooned in her hairy vee and his cock-knob skimmed up and brushed against the lower slopes of her big tits. His piss hole was spilling out a trail of slime from her pubic thicket on up her tummy. It glistened like the track of a snail.
Honey was licking her chops at the sight.
She didn't know which made her hungrier, the thought of cockmeat or cum - but it was a moot point because one invariably accompanied the other in a girl's mouth.
Still embracing, Beverley and Arnold sank down onto the edge of the bed. Hip to hip, they twisted from the waist, mouths locked together. He massaged her tits and pulled at the swollen nipples. She was still holding his balls, caressing them lovingly.
Honey looked from cunt to cock in a visual frenzy.
Pre-cum spilled down her daddy's tall cocklance like a fountain, washing over Beverley's hand as she fondled his bloated balls.
Beverley's cunt was gaping wide open, her cuntlips unfurled like the petals of a fleshy pink flower. Her cunt slot was flooded with pussy nectar, overflowing. The creamy cunt juice ran down her crotch and seeped into the crack of her ass, dampening the sheets under her.
Arnold lowered his head and gobbled her tits again. She moved her hand up from his balls and folded her fist around his thick cockshaft. She skimmed up and down, then held his cock firmly at the root, not wanting to take a chance that she might bring him off prematurely by hand.
Honey was inhaling deeply. The vent had been designed to let warm air circulate, and now the perfume of her mother's steaming cunt was wafting through, driving the kid wild with the tantalizing fragrance.
The girl tugged her hand out of her bikini bottoms and brought it up to her chin. Cunt juice was streaming in her palm. Her lapper flicked out and she tasted her own succulent pussy nectar, sighing as the flavor made her taste buds tingle.
Even licked up second-hand, the stuff was delicious - drinking it out of a melting cunt must be heavenly, she figured.
Honey was wondering which of her nubile girlfriends would be interested in getting her pussy licked.
It hadn't dawned on the girl - yet - that her own mother might be interested in some mutual, incestuous cunt-lapping with her sexy daughter . . .
As Arnold nuzzled her tits, Beverley gazed down lustfully at his prick, moaning and licking her lips, her eyelashes fluttering.
Staring at her husband's big cock, the wanton woman was remembering how her son's groin had ballooned in his tight jeans and imagining all sorts of naughty things.
But that was okay - because as he sucked his wife's tits, Arnold was making believe they were Honey's youthful tits exploding in his loving lips.
And Honey was lusting for both of her parents, incest genes running in her bloodstream . . . lesbian longing vying with her yearning for cock.
Arnold groaned and sank back on the bed. His prick rose up like a lighthouse, the huge knob gleaming like a beacon atop the tall tower. Beverley twisted, one ass cheek rising. She knelt over Arnold's hips. The cheeks of her ass spread open as she shifted, exposing the puckered brown bud of her asshole. That tangy slot made Honey's tongue tingle, too.
Arnold's prick stood tall, pressed to Beverley's belly as she knelt over his hips. She wriggled against that pole as if climbing up it. Her lush ass swung from side to side as her belly pumped in and out.
His balls were cushioned in her auburn cunt bush and his cockhead brushed high up her belly. The woman turned her lust-twisted face down, seeing how high his cock extended on the outside of her torso and trembling at the prospect of having it plow so deep within.
She bridged her back and thrust her tits out into Arnold's face as he arched his head up. He cupped the fat tit mounds in his hands and tongued up the cleft, then worked on the rosy tips. Her nipples exploded in his mouth.
"Ummmm!" he moaned, nursing on a fat nipple, thinking of his little daughter as he did so.
Her pussy was spilling cunt juice out, juicing his swollen balls heavily. Cock-lube oozed steadily from his piss hole and poured down, blending with her cunt juice on his balls. His hard-on was glistening with their combined creams - and Honey was going wild as she imagined sucking her mother's cunt juice from her daddy's prick.
Honey's lips were working and her tongue was dancing as she emulated the action of that imagined mouthful. She scooped up handsful of her own cunt juice and lapped it from her palms like a hungry kitten at a saucer of hot cream. Then she pushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them as if they were a prick that had just emerged, all slathered from a sodden cunt hole.
Her pussy was simmering and bubbling like a caldron and her clit was smoldering like a burning fuse. But still the little minx held back, not frigging off, waiting for Mom and Dad to reach the creamy conclusions first - knowing that she would enjoy her own cumming all the more, once she had played the peeper on a parental fuck.
And she didn't have long to wait now.
Still shoving her tits in his face, Beverley hiked up on trembling thighs and thrust her belly out. Arnold's cock slid down, the cockhead rustling through her pussy hair and then slipping into her crotch.
Honey had a perfect view through the grill.
Her father's cockhead was flaring and throbbing in her mother's open fuck-slot and her pliable pussylips were sucking on the meaty slab. Streamers of cunt juice ran down his cockrod like spilled milk.
His cock was so hot that Beverley's pussy spillage was almost steaming from the cockmeat. More pre-cum foamed into her cunt gash. Ribbons of the thick stuff slid down his cockstalk, blending into her cunt juice in slimy streaks.
Perched atop his cock like a flagpole sitter balanced on the knob, Beverley reached down behind her ass and held his balls, squeezing them gently. She could feel his hard balls jiggle inside the hairy bags and his cum-load slosh around in a creamy tide.
The woman was thrilled at how full of spunk her husband was - and still thinking about her teenaged son's potent cock and balls, as well.
Beverley began to rub her crotch in and out, working her cunt slot on the tip of his prick without taking it up into her fuck-hole yet. She was adoring the foreplay. His flaring cock-knob brushed her stiff clit, and the woman whimpered at the surging sensation.
Her cunt gash juiced his throbbing slab and his piss hole seeped pre-cum into her fuck-hole. The contact was so intense she thought that smoke must be rising from her crotch and drifting up past her jerking ass.
Arnold humped up, inching half of his cockhead into her suction-cup cunt slot. He was still sucking greedily on her fat tit tips. But now Beverley drew back, arching over him, poised over his prick.
He flexed his cock sinew and made the swollen prick-knob swell in her pussy. She edged down a bit and all of his big, wedge-shaped cock crown vanished in her cunt. With his cock-knob buried, his long, thick cockshaft stood out between them like a meaty pipeline connecting his balls to her cunt.
Her pink cunth'ps collared his cockshaft just below the bedded knob, clamping and clinging and clutching, holding his prick in a velvet vise. Her ass and hips twisted, grinding her fuck-slot onto his cockhead.
Beverley could feel his pre-cum sliming into her pussy and her own creamy nectar spilling out down his prick like a strand of melted pearls. She loved the sensation - and would have loved it even more, had she known that their daughter was watching so avidly.
The woman began to sink slowly down, taking his cock up her fuck-hole inch by inch.
Arnold bridged and held steady, letting her stuff her pussy at her own pace.
She paused with half of his long fucker up her, twisting her pelvis, winding her cunt tunnel on his prick like a juicy nut on a meaty bolt.
Then she plunged down and buried his cock balls-deep into her seething pussy.
His pounding prickmeat filled her to the brim, coring her cunt like an apple. Her ass brushed against his ballooning balls at the base. She whimpered with the pure joy of having her fuck-hole filled to the depths.
Beverley held the full penetration, savoring the thrill of being stuffed with throbbing prick, and letting her husband relish the sensation of having every horny inch of his cock enveloped in steaming hot pussy.
Her cuntlips were glued to the root of his cock like a greedy, sucking.mouth. Gooey cunt past was oozing out around the rim of the coupling. She wriggled and squirmed, not yet beginning to move up and down.
Arnold jerked his cock muscles, making the fat tube pulse savagely in her cunt chute. His cock-knob was like a burning ember in her cunt's core and his iron-hard cockstalk was levering like a crowbar up her cunt tunnel.
As he pumped his prick inside her, Beverley began to work her cunt muscles on his cockmeat.
The pliable cunt walls fluttered closed, molding her cunt sleeve to the outline of his cockhead and stalk as if her pussy had melted like wax, then hardened again around that mold, bonding them together.
The inner rings of her cunt muscles, rippled and contracted, running up his cock in a series of concentric circles, as if she were jerking him off with her pussy.
She began to rise and fall then, pulling her pussy very slowly up until only his cockhead was stuck in her cunt, pausing at the top, then sliding back down to the hilt. Arnold drove up to meet her as she descended. Working in counterpointal harmony, they pumped steadily together, fucking in a slow and controlled sort of frenzy.
Beverley's gorgeous ass churned, her hips jerked, her belly pumped as he fucked her pussy up and down on his cocklance, moving faster now. Her thighs tensed and rippled as she heaved on the saddle of his prick.
"Unghhhh!" she grunted.
Arnold jolted up violently as the sliding friction heated them both towards the boiling point.
His rock-hard cock was fucking in so far she felt transfixed like a pig roasting on a spit. Her face turned down. She half expected to see the outline of his huge cock pressed out up her belly.
Beverley bounced on his prick, fucking her cock up and down and grinding her hips at the same time, adding torque to the in-and-out friction.
Her tits bobbled up and down and she arched deeply, turning her radiant face from side to side in spasmodic ecstasy as she soared towards the peak.
"Cum - shoot up me!" she wailed.
Ready to cream, she wanted to feel his hot fuck-juice hose her pussy at the same instant.
"Yeah - any fucking moment!" Arnold gasped.
His cock was swelling inside her pussy. His hands slid into her flanks and gripped her by the ass and hips, hauling her haunches up and down, helping her to fuck faster as they surged towards the crest.
Her cunt slammed down his cock, pulled up with a slurp, her cuntlips clutching him so tightly that she was damned near pulling her pussy inside out on the upstroke. She dropped her pussy down, held his fucker all stuffed up her for an instant, then rose to his cock-knob again.
His thick cockshaft emerged, the dark ventral vein hammering, all drenched with cunt juice and pre-cum. Cream sloshed from her cunt as she whipped down to his hilt again. Her crotch was awash and his balls were slathered.
"Gonna cum!" he rasped. .
"Yeah - yeah! Hose me, darling!" she cried.
Arnold arched so convulsively it looked as if his backbone had snapped. His cock shot up into her cunt like a rocket blasting off. The veined cockmeat was moving so fast it was only a speeding blur now, as he hammered into her on the frantic cum-strokes.
"I'm creaming! Spunk my cunt while I cum!" the curvaceous woman cried, slamming her swampy cunt up and down on Arnold's prick;
Her pussy was dissolving around his piston. As her fuck-chute filled with female cum,
Arnold's cock sank up like a torpedo launched into a morass. Bow waves of cunt cream were breaking around his cock-knob. As his fat pussy-plunger plugged her full, pussy paste oozed from her unfurled cunt slot, all milky white against the coral pink pussy meat. Arnold cried out as he peaked. His big balls swung up and slapped against her firm ass, and his climax exploded.
As he crammed his cock up her melting cunt, his fuck-juice came squirting out in a foaming geyser, hitting the core of her cunt hole with such force that she could feel it splash. Beverley gurgled in rapture. And a fascinated youngster was gurgling, too, as she realized that her daddy's cum was spurting up and filling her mother's fuck-hole.
How the naughty nymphette envied her mom that joy! She would have been even more excited, had she known that her daddy was thinking of her as he shot his wad.
And as her fuck-hole filled with cum, Beverley was fantasizing that it was her son's cum-load, as well.
Arnold's balls seemed bottomless, his stamina endless, his vitality boundless, as he kept on squirting the jizz into Beverley's pussy.
She was cumming again and again as he hosed her, matching his dynamic release with her son. Her clit was going off like a blasting cap, and each time it exploded it set off a second detonation deep in her cunt hole. Her cunt-cum gushed out and blended with Arnold's jizz, swirling in her fuck-chute and pouring from her cunt.
Her crotch was lathered with the overflow and his balls were soaked in the seepage. Juice sprayed from her pussy as his cockmeat hammered home. Her cunt tunnel was so gooey that it felt as if he were driving his cock into a paste pot. A jism jet shot into her, mercurial and steaming hot, and her pussy poured more cum juice out.
Beverley was jerking about like a rag doll as she rode his father through the spasms of their mutual and prolonged cumming. Her head jerked around, auburn hair tumbling and her fat tits loomed out as she arched her back. Her ass was jolting from side to side as she squatted down to the root of his prick, gorging her pussy.
At long last, he was drained.
He sank back into the bed, panting and spread-eagled, crucified by his cumming.
Beverley continued to bounce up and down on his spent prick for a few moments, whipping her pussy through the final spasms of her own cumming.
Then she slumped over him, with his cock still buried up her cunt hole, and they clung together lovingly and tenderly-each still indulging in secret and incestuous thoughts.
They were only fantasies, of course.
Neither Arnold nor Beverley really expected to be having sex with their kids . . .
Chapter Three
Tommy didn't really expect to have sex with his lovely Aunt Sarah, but the boy was always delighted - as well as excited - by going to her house.
She was sultry and sexy and uninhibited. She talked dirty and she asked him naughty questions about his girlfriends and if he had ever gone all the way. And she was always sprawling around so that Tommy was able to look up her skirt or down the front of her blouse - and the boy had a pretty good idea that his aunt was deliberately giving him those glimpses.
So it was no wonder that he got a hard-on as soon as he found out where his mother was sending him.
He maintained that hard-on as he pedaled his bicycle over to her house. His cock was standing out in his denim jeans like a second crossbar on his bike, and his bloated balls were jammed painfully in the saddle.
He dismounted and left the bike by her porch and went up to the door. He was perfectly well aware that his boner was prominent and noticeable, and normally he would have been embarrassed to have anyone see it. But with his free-spirited and cock-teasing Aunt Sarah, he didn't mind at all. If she commented, as she figured she would, he might blush - -but he would grin, as well.
Sarah opened the door before he rang the bell, obviously expecting his arrival. She was wearing a silken negligee: that clung to her gorgeous curves and, through the semi-transparent fabric, showed the dark rings of her areolas, the perky peaks of her tit tips and the shadowed vee of her luxuriant, curly cunt bush.
Sarah looked quite a bit like her sister - Tommy's mother - and that only made the boy more excited, stimulated his dark desire for forbidden fruit.
Sarah took the book he had brought and put it down on a hall table without even glancing at it. Instead, she stared at Tommy's big cock-bulge. A sly smile turned up the corners of her sultry and sensual lips.
Tommy blushed slightly, as he had expected to, but he returned her gaze boldly and apprais-ingly. Her nipples were as stiff as his prick, standing out saucily in the silken robe. She had one hip thrust out and her naked thigh was arched out from the negligee.
"Come in, Tommy," she said, in her husky voice.
She turned, leading him into the front room. He watched her heart-shaped ass swing like a pendulum, the crack between her ass cheeks showing through the sheer silk.
In the front room, she turned to face him.
"I see you brought more than a book," she said, teasingly, looking at his crotch again.
"It's 'cause you're so sexy, Aunt Sarah,'' he replied, matching her bantering tone and determined not, to become flustered and uncomfortable.
She raised her eyebrows.
"Me?" she said, feigning modesty.
"Sure," he said, grinning. "I always get a boner when I think about you."
"Oooooh - how exciting! Do you - " she paused, fluttering her eyelashes demurely. "Do you ever think about me when you're jerking off?"
Now the boy blushed deeply, not wanting to speak of such things as jerking off. He hesitated for an instant, wanting to act as worldly as his uninhibited aunt.
"Yeah," he croaked.
"How very flattering, Tommy," she replied.
Despite his firm resolve to seem at ease, the youth was squirming around - and his cock had begun to hammer savagely in his tight jeans, as if it were trying to tear through the fabric, or burn its way through the denim like a welder's torch. His cum-bags were so swollen that it felt as if he had a basketball between his thighs.
Sarah sat down on the couch and gestured for Tommy to sit beside her. He did so eagerly, looking forward to a session of tantalizing talk.
He didn't expect more.
"Tell me - what do you think about?" she coaxed.
"Well - errrrr - "
"Do you think about fucking me, Tommy?" the brazen lady prompted him.
He nodded, flushed and sweating, his Adam's apple running up his throat like a gong.
"And my mouth? Hummm? Does the naughty young man think about Aunt Sarah's mouth?"
Tommy's lips formed the affirmative, but he didn't know if he actually spoke or not. So much blood was rushing in his ears that he felt deaf.
"You're going to have to jack off soon, aren't you? You need to empty your balls."
"I'm - I'm pretty horny," he confessed.
Aunt Sarah tilted her pretty face and eyed him in a bewitching manner. Her eyes glinted with speculation and the tip of her tongue slid across her lips.
"I'd love to see it, Tommy - I'd love to watch you when you beat off," she rasped.
Tommy gulped. This was more than he had bargained for! Was she serious or simply mocking him? Suppose he started to beat his meat and she laughed scornfully?
But Aunt Sarah was more than just a cock-teaser.
"Will you do it, Tommy? Will you let me watch you jerk your prick and shoot?" She stared at him and, seeing he was uncertain and needed further prompting, added: "I'll let you look at my tits, if you like. Or my cunt, even. If you like to think about me when you jack off, just imagine how good it will be to look at me - and have me look at you."
"Jeez!" he gasped, trembling like a vibrator.
"Take your cock out, Tommy," she urged him.
Looking into his eyes, Sarah drew the front of her negligee open. Tommy thought he was going to faint. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that the youth was light-headed with lust, dizzy with desire.
Aunt Sarah arched her back, thrusting her plump tits out towards him. Her nipples were standing like little pink rockets ready to be launched.
She cupped the heavy tit globes, lifting them and holding them together, deepening the cleavage. Her thumbs switched back and forth against the nipples.
Tommy's hand crept down to his crotch.
Aunt Sarah parted her shapely thighs and tilted her crotch up so the boy could stare at her pussy. Her cuntlips were open in a wide oval, her pussy slot flooded with cream. Her clit stuck out like a post in a swamp. Cunt juice was trickling down into the crack of her ass.
"Holy shit!" Tommy muttered, in awe.
His gaze was glued to her groin and his nostrils flared as he breathed in the heated aroma of her aroused fuck-hole.
He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the waist band of his jeans. He took the clasp of his zipper and hesitated. But his aunt was already showing him her naked body, and there was no reason to be ashamed or inhibited.
Tommy yanked the zipper down.
He wasn't wearing any underwear and as his fly gaped open his cock shot out like a coiled spring.
"Oooooh!" Aunt Sarah whimpered.
Like his father, Tommy had a huge prick with a bulging knob atop a long, fat stalk. A thick, dark vein rippled up the underside of his cockshaft. He reached into his fly and hauled his balls out too, baring all of his sex tackle. Then he drew his hand out of the way, letting his aunt admire his naked prick.
She looked fascinated, her lovely face turning to a mask of lust. Her dark eyes narrowed and her tongue slid across her full, moist lips.
"Ahhhh - you're so big!" she sighed.
Tommy felt a surge of pride and vanity. He pumped his prick muscles, making his prick throb. The cockhead ballooned, the dark vein pulsed, his balls swelled more.
Aunt Sarah went cross-eyed as she gazed in at his cock-knob. That meaty slab was flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra.
Aunt Sarah moved a hand down to her crotch. She rested her palm on the curly-haired shelf of her cunt mound and dipped her fingers into her gash, spreading her cuntlips and brushing her swollen clit.
A glob of pre-cum squeezed from his piss hole and ran down his slick cock-knob, sluggish as quicksilver. It trickled on down his cockstalk, tracing along the vein.
"Jerk off, Tommy - and you can watch me finger-fuck myself while you do it," Sarah whispered huskily.
Tommy felt helpless, a pawn in her hands. He folded his fist around his iron-hard cock and frigged up and down very slowly. His foreskin rolled up over his cock-knob like a fleshy carpet as he pulled up, then skinned back as he pumped down towards his balls, making his cockhead flare out in a throbbing purple slab.
More cock-lube bubbled from his piss slit and dribbled down his prick. His fist skimmed up and down fluidly on the greasy lubrication.
As he stroked his prick, he stared into Aunt Sarah's crotch. She was slowly pushing three fingers into her fuck-hole and flicking her thumb against her clit.
Tommy started to beat his meat faster.
But then Aunt Sarah drew her hand out of her crotch and reached out. She took him by the wrist and pulled his hand off his cock. It was almost humming like a tuning fork as it towered from his loins.
"Let me do it for you," she said.
"Oh, yeah!" Tommy enthused, hardly able to believe this was really happening.
He wondered if he was still at home in his bed, having a wet dream.
Aunt Sarah cupped his balls in her palm - and the boy knew it was no dream as he felt that solid contact. She squeezed him tenderly, feeling his cum-load bubbling in his balls as they lay heavily in her hand.
"God - you're so full," she whimpered. "Let Aunt Sarah empty you, darling."
Her hand slid up from his balls and she folded her fist around his cockshaft. She could barely span the breadth in her grip.
The wanton woman looked awestruck by her nephew's big fucker. His prick was so taut that she could have used it to play a violin. .The promiscuous woman loved teenaged boys, but she had never encountered one with a cock as huge or as rock-hard as Tommy's - and the fact that he was her own nephew only embellished the thrill.
She held his cock at the root, not stroking, feeling the stalk pound violently in her palm.
Tommy was desperate to cum.
"Jerk me off, Aunt Sarah! Beat me off!" he begged. "My balls are gonna fucking blow up!"
But now that she had that spectacular cocklance in her hand, Aunt Sarah was thinking that it would be a shame to waste his hot, thick cum-load on a hand-job.
She gazed into his face searchingly, batting her silken lashes up and down.
"Have you ever had a blow-job, Tommy?" she purred.
"Ohhhhh - no, I - I - you gonna suck my prick? Oh, jeeeeez! Suck my cock, Aunt Sarah!"
Sarah was licking her lips hungrily. She leaned over his lap, gazing down like a glutton at a banquet table, inhaling the musky aroma of his hot cockmeat and the tangy fragrance of his pre-cum.
She was drooling, her mouth filling with saliva and her hot tongue sizzling in that slobber. She pursed her lips and blew on his cockhead.
His prick bucked violently and more pre-cum seeped from the cleft. The purple slab was drenched with frothy spillage.
The potent youth hadn't cum yet, but his piss hole had already dribbled out damned near as much jizz as an average guy shot on a climax.
"I'm gonna suck you off, Tommy," she moaned. "I wanna drink your cum - "
He groaned and his cock bucked like a bronco, damned near throwing her hand off the cockstalk.
"Aunt Sarah is hungry for your hot, thick fuck-juice," she panted, tantalizing him with pillow talk. "You can use my mouth for a cunt."
"Yeah - yeah! Ohhhhh!" the boy gasped.
Sarah pushed her fist down, skinning his vibrant cockhead out in a flaring wedge. Her head sank down and her lapper slid out. She licked the tip of his prick-knob lightly, then drew back, savoring that first taste on her tongue.
"Yummy," she sighed.
Ducking over him again, she began to, lave his ballooning cockhead with her tongue, bathing the bulging slab with saliva. She licked up his pre-cum and dipped her lapper into his piss hole, then swirled it around the cockhead.
She raised her face and parted her lips, pushing her tongue out so that the boy could see his jizz running around on the pink lapper meat. Then she smiled and, with her mouth open, tilted her head back. Her delicate throat pulsed as she swallowed his cock slime.
She dove down and tongued his prick-knob some more, lovingly and lavishly. Tommy stared down in awe, watching her lapper slide on his purple cock-knob and his creamy pre-cum ooze onto her tongue. Her mouth was like magic. Tommy had longed for a blow-job for ages - and the fact that his first one was being given him by his sexy Aunt Sarah increased the thrill with the charm of incest.
Her tongue went up and down, lapping his cockmeat,then she showed him her tongue and lips, streaked with the goo. She was in no hurry to milk him off .The best part of sucking cock was the instant when a prick exploded in her mouth, to be sure. But Aunt Sarah was enjoying his cockmeat so much that she wanted to linger over a lovely long licking and sucking session before she drank her creamy reward.
Her saliva trickled down his cockshaft. She dipped lower and lapped her own spit back up from his throbbing cock rod. Then she went lower still and began to lick his balls. Her tongue slurped all over the bloated ball-sacs and she sucked on them, savoring the flavor of ballmeat as a sort t of side dish, along with the main course-of cockmeat and the dessert of his jizz.
She flattened her lapper at the base of his cockshaft and drew it slowly up to the cock-knob, fluttering it against the sensitive spot where his cock crown flared from his prickshaft.
Ribbons of cock-lube poured down his prick. Aunt Sarah lapped the stuff up as it slid down his cockstalk. Her nimble, talented tongue flashed and slurped. She bathed his balls with saliva, drooled onto his cockhead, licked up his cockshaft. Her tongue danced on his pricktip.
She had used only her tongue so far.
Now it was time to suck.
Sarah kissed the tip of his seeping cockhead, then let her lips part around it and took the slippery slab into her mouth.
Tommy jerked violently as he felt his hot cock-knob enveloped in her wet maw.
"Yeah - suck it, Aunt Sarah!" he rasped.
"Ummmm!" she purred, nursing on his prick-knob.
Her lips were unpeeled around his thick stalk, collaring that rod just below the cockhead. Her tongue ws flashing against the underside of his prickhead as she sucked on it hungrily.
She began to bob up and down, feeding more cockmeat into her face on every stroke.
Tommy humped up to meet her, fucking into her face in a frenzy. He placed a hand behind her bobbing head, but just held it there. There was no need to coax or guide Aunt Sarah - she knew just what she was doing.
She bobbed her head down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel. His cock vanished to the hilt in her sucking mouth. The boy gulped as he watched all of his long fucker disappear. His cockhead had fucked right down her throat. Her lips were plastered to the root of his cock like a suction cup and her chin was brushing on his balls.
She rose up and dove down again, fucking her face greedily on her nephew's delicious cockmeat.
"Unghhhhh!'' she gagged, as his cock-knob clogged her gorge, choking her.
But she took it gladly, then sighed as she pulled her mouth up, sucking through every precious inch of his prick.
She drew up until only the slab of his cockhead was in her lips and, speaking like a torch singer into a meaty microphone, she whispered: "Cum, darling - shoot in my mouth." She ducked down to his balls, then bobbed up again. "Slime for Aunt Sarah, you lovely boy - whitewash my tonsils - paint my fucking throat - feed me your jizz!"
Her head flew up and down and her nephew slogged the cockmeat up into her face in a frenzy. His balls were so full now that they were swinging below his cock, slapping her under the chin and ballooning against her lips.
His smoldering cock-knob swelled massively.
"Ummmm - ummmm!" she whimpered, knowing that his cum-load was on the way.
"Cummin' - cummin' - drink it, Aunt Sarah!" Tommy gasped in a strangled voice.
His balls erupted volcanically and the jism came squirting up through the core of his cockshaft as her head bobbed down. The first creamy geyser of cum splashed in the back of her mouth and ran on down her throat.
He shot a second deluge of jizz out on the backstroke and the slime skimmed over her lap-per, driving his aunt's taste buds crazy with the succulence of that nephew nectar. Sarah had swallowed gallons of cock cream in her life, but this boy's incest oil was the sweetest cum she had known.
Her head kept bobbing up and down, and Tommy kept cumming as he sank in and again as he pulled out. His cum was as hot and as thick as condensed milk on the boil. She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She was gulping his cum down greedily, but his cum-load overwhelmed her, shooting out faster than she could swallow it.
Cum overflowed her lips and spilled down both sides of her chin.
As soon as she drank a mouthful down, the boy filled her up again. Jizz jets hit the roof of her mouth, cum squirted into both cheeks and hosed her gullet. Her tongue was floating in a swamp of creamy cum.
"More - ulphhhh - don't stop - umpffff - keep cumming, Tommy - feed me all of it - " she gurgled, her words broken off as his prick fucked down her gullet.. Aunt Sarah was sputtering and gasping, gargling with his cum.
Finally, Tommy began to falter.
A last squirt of cum hit her tongue and he sank back on the couch, no longer humping. She kept pumping her mouth up and down his prick, milking out the dregs. When no more seepage trickled from his piss hole, she settled down to the hilt of his prick and nibbled lovingly.
His balls were loose and slack against her chin.
But his prick was still iron hard in her mouth and Aunt Sarah whimpered with joy, knowing that she was going to get lots more action from that young stud before this day was done.
She was, indeed.
And more, besides . . .
Chapter Four
Beverley remained on top of Arnold for a while after they had finished fucking.
Still staring through the air vent, Honey was hoping they would fuck again. But her daddy's balls were deflated and, as she watched, his cock began to soften from a hard rod to a limber, meaty tube.
His prick came snaking out of Beverley's pussy as it softened. The cock-knob stuck in her cunt slot for a moment, then slipped out and the fucker collapsed down along Arnold's thigh like a fat, flexible bone, still impressive even though it was soft.
Beverley's vacated cunt slot was still gaping wide open, retaining the shape of the fat prick that had been so recently spreading it out. That open fuck-hole was filled with cunt-cum and cock cream, overflowing down the woman's crotch. Slimy streaks slid down her inner thighs.
Honey whimpered at the sight. The naughty youngster was longing to clamp her mouth onto her mother's sodden cunt and suck the fuck-juice from her.
She whimpered again as she lowered her gaze to her dad's slathered prick. Softened now, but slimy with their combined fuck-juices, his big cock was still a mouthwatering temptation to his little daughter.
Honey didn't know which was making her mouth hotter or her tongue more tingly - her mom's pussy or her father's prick and balls. But since they were both sauced by the same fuck-juices, it was a moot point.
Beverley rolled off Arnold then cuddled up beside him.
Her legs were still parted, and Honey continued to look back and forth between their crotches as she began to finger-fuck herself to a froth.
Still standing on trembling legs, Honey began to slide her fingers in and out of her fuck-hole with one hand while she rolled and pulled on her clit with the other, working on cunthole and clit together.
She was so turned on by her spying that it only took the girl the slightest effort before she began to soar towards the creamy crest.
Her cunt was sucking on her fingers as she pushed in knuckles-deep and her clit was throbbing as she played with the bud. She gasped and panted and whined, stifling the sounds as best she could so that her parents wouldn't hear them and become suspicious.
It wasn't so much that she was afraid of getting caught playing the peeper as that she feared that her mother and father might be more furtive in future fucking if they guessed that she had been watching them.
Waves of ecstasy began to rush across her slim belly and shoot like electricity up her thighs. The waves were coming faster and higher, each one rushing on the one before, building toward a tidal crest.
Her ass jerked from side to side and she bobbed up and down, fucking herself on he hands. Her crotch turned to lather as the milky cunt juice seeped from her cunt slot. Ribbons of cunt cream unwound down her thighs. Her whole nubile body was surging to the peak of passion.
Her nipples shot out like bullets and her tongue flared as if echoing those swollen tit tips. Her clit was starting to explode.
She fucked all four fingers up into her pussy and rubbed her clit frantically.
The horny youngster was shaking and shuddering as spasm followed spasm in her orgasm-ing pussy.
Her cunt tunnel filled with girl-cum, so thick it felt as if she were stirring glue with her fingers. She rose to the highest peak and held there as the waves merged into one sustained crest..
Her cumming left her stunned.
Misty-eyed and gasping, she sank down to her knees as she frigged off the final ebbing spasms of her creaming. She knelt, head bowed, as if in homage to her orgasm. She stayed there for a minute or two while she got her heavy breathing under control.
Then she smiled with contentment. It had been a lovely hand-job. But the insatiable minx was still hoping that there might be more to see through the air vent.
She rose again, her legs shaky.
She was disappointed to see that her mother had gotten up from the bed and was getting dressed. Her father was still sprawled out, exhausted, all of his vitality shot out through his prick.
Then, fully clothed, Beverley said: "I've got some shopping to do, darling - I won't be long."
Arnold grunted.
Beverley left the room, a mysterious smile on her lips and a lustful look in her eyes.
But Honey didn't notice the woman's expression, because the horny kid was concentrating on her daddy's cock and balls.
Her mother was going out - and she was going to be alone in the house with her naked father!
All sorts of naughty thoughts came wildly tumbling through Honey's depraved mind.
She heard the front door open and close, then the family car drive off.
Her handsome, well-hung father was naked atop his bed, his big prick all glistening with delicious jizz and scrumptious pussy juice.
What would he think if his little daughter were just to talk in and start licking his slimy prick? If she didn't say a word, just gave him a smile and leaned down and started running her lapper up and down his fucker?
How tempting that prospect was!
But Honey didn't have the nerve. How terrible it would be if, instead of welcoming her tonguing attentions, her daddy was shocked and scandalized and rejected her. It was a chance she didn't dare to take.
She watched him, hoping that he might fall into a sound sleep, thinking that she might sneak in and give his cock and balls a tongue-bath without waking him up.
But his eyes stayed open - and, anyhow, she didn't guess she would have had the courage, afraid that he might suddenly wake up and find her licking his prick.
Without knowing how the man would react, the young sex kitten simply hadn't the guts to take the initiative in an incestuous seduction.
But what if he took that initiative?
It gave Honey a wonderful idea. She yanked off her halter, her cute tits-wobbling saucily, then squirmed out of the bikini bottoms. They were drenched with cunt juice, so wet that they splashed when she dropped them to the floor.
Now she was naked - except for her big sunglasses.
She kept the sunglasses on.
The youngster moved to the door and opened it halfway, then slipped across to her bed and lay down atop the covers. She raised one knee and parted her legs. She arched her back so that her tits were thrusting upward.
She forced herself to breathe with regularity, as if she were soundly sleeping - and she knew that, behind the dark glasses, no one would be able to tell that her eyes were open. The foot of her bed faced the doorway. And anyone looking in that door would find themselves staring right into her crotch, her pussy all open and creamy from her hand-job.
She wasn't sure just how her father would react - but she was sure as shit eager to find out.
And she wasn't nervous or embarrassed at atil, now. After all, it was her own bedroom and she had every right to lie naked on her bed. And if she hadn't closed the door, well, that was simply an oversight.
Only one thing disturbed her slightly.
Her mother had said that she was going shopping, and Honey had no idea how long the woman would be gone. It was an indefinite term that could mean only a few minutes or, hopefully, extend into hours.
Honey sure hoped her mom didn't return too soon.
But she needn't have worried.
Beverley hadn't gone shopping at all ...
Beverley had really enjoyed riding her husband's cock and thinking about her teenaged son as she did so. She had cum very nicely.
Yet, it had still left her vaguely randy, excited emotionally.
The woman was still curious as hell about the way that Tommy's cock-bulge had begun to swell up immediately, the moment he realized that he was being sent over to his Aunt Sarah's.
She had decided to drive over to her sister's, just to see what might be going on there.
She didn't really expect to find anything actually taking place, but she knew that Sarah was a temptress and that she might very well be wearing something sexy and revealing and playfully playing the cock-teaser.
Because she was driving and Tommy had gone over on his bicycle, Beverley arrived at her sister's house not very long after the boy had. She parked the car at the curb and walked up to the front door. She didn't bother to ring the bell. After all, it was her own sister's house. She just walked on in - rather stealthily, as it were - not really sneaking in, but being quiet, just in case.
The moment she entered the hall, she heard suspicious sounds coming from the front room.
She halted, holding her breath.
She heard panting and moaning, slurping and sighing - and then she heard
some gulping.
There wasn't the slightest doubt in Beverley's mind what those sounds signified.
If anyone knew what a blow-job in progress sounded like, Beverley did!
Her sister was giving head to someone - and her son's bicycle was leaning against the porch!
The connection was obvious - and all the more since Beverley, herself, had been thinking so fondly of her son's cock and balls.
For a moment, Beverley felt stunned.
Then she began to grin lasciviously.
She wasn't at all annoyed or shocked. If her sister was sucking Tommy's prick, it was fine with the boy's mother - especially since she was longing to suck it, herself, and saw this situation as a very convenient sort of introduction to incest!
If Tommy was game to fuck his aunt in the face, he wasn't likely to turn down his mother's mouth!
Glowing with a randy radiance, Beverley tiptoed down the corridor and looked into the living room.
And what a welcome sight it was!
Chapter Five
Tommy had already shot his wad by the time that his mother peeked in, but his big cock was still standing fat and firm in his aunt's mouth.
Beverley knew he had just come because thick, milky-white jizz was oozing from her sister's lips and sliding down the shaft of his cock, washing over his deflated balls in heavy, spunky streaks.
For a moment, Beverley felt disappointed.
The woman wished that she had arrived a few minutes earlier, so that she would have had the thrill of watching her son squirt his cum-load in her sister's mouth. But she saw that his prick was still iron hard and, under Sarah's chin, his balls were already starting to fill up again.
There was going to be more to see, she knew.
And Beverley was going to watch for a while- - before she made her presence known.
Her dark eyes flashed with lust as she spied on her own flesh and blood - her son and her sister - in their incestuous encounter. She had missed the first act, but the second was about to begin.
Aunt Sarah was still softly sucking on Tommy's drained cock, savoring his succulent cockmeat even though the best part - the cum-gulping - was over.
Tommy stroked the back of her head and frigged gently up into her face, his balls flopping loosely - but getting more solid all the while.
"Jeez - you blow real good, Aunt Sarah!'' he rasped.
Her sensual lips turned up in a smile around his cockshaft at the welcome compliment.
She drew her mouth off his prick with a slurp.
"I love sucking your cock, Tommy," she purred. "Your young meat is delicious - and you're so fucking full of yummy fuck-juice."
She ducked down and tongued some of the overflow up from his swelling balls. Her lashes fluttered as she felt his rising cum-load building steadily inside his balls while her nimble lapper played over the surface.
"I'll suck you off anytime you want," she said, raising her head from his groin. "Only - milking you off makes me awful hot, you know?" She gave him a meaningful smile.
Tommy grinned happily at the lewd implication - as did his mother as she looked on, intrigued.
Aunt Sarah bridged her slender back and cupped her tits in her hands, holding them out to her nephew's face.
Tommy dove on her tits, sucking a stiff nipple into his lips and nursing with enthusiasm.
Sarah rose onto her knees, feeding her tits to his avid lips.
Then she slid down and nudged his prick into her cleavage. Tommy humped, fucking between her tits, and she tilted her head down andi, tongued the head of his cock as it came looming up.
She shoved her tits into his face, then cupped them around his cock again, alternating the pleasures.
Tommy ran his hand up her inner thigh and felt her pussy. He gave a little gasp. She sure hadn't been lying when she said that sucking him off had made her hot!
The youth thought that his fingers were going to blister as he pushed them up that boiling fuck-hole.
Cunt juice poured from her pussy like lava. Tommy was panting at the prospect of sinking his stiff prick up into that fiery fuck-tube.
He frigged through her tit cleft and she mouthed his cock-knob as it drove up. But she was careful not to fall into a steady rhythm that might bring him off again. As thrilling as it was to swallow her nephew's cum, Sarah had already gulped down a bellyful of the sweet slime - and now she was yearning for a cuntful.
For the same reason, she reached down and took his wrist and gently tugged his caressing hand out of her crotch. She was damned if she was going to cream off on a finger-fucking, with a huge cock available.
She pulled his hand up to her face and began to suck his fingers one by one, tasting her own tantalizing cunt juice on the boy's hand ...
It added to Beverley's excitement, too.
She was recalling how she and her sister, as teenagers, used to finger-fuck each other - and how they both always licked their hands in the process.
It added another element to the possibilities.
Beverley breathed in deeply, inhaling the pungent aroma of musky cockmeat and cum and steaming cunt as there mingled fragrances permeated the room.
She was awfully tempted to join them immediately. But her voyeur's eyes held her captive, her sight as sensitive as her sensual body. Aunt Sarah shifted back and twisted down on the couch, her knees lifted and her lush thighs wide apart. She arched her back and tipped her pussy up slightly.
Tommy hesitated. His aunt's position was obvious, yet he could hardly believe - even after the blow-job - that she was really going to let him fuck her.
She smiled at his expression and nodded. Tommy turned onto his knees and moved between her parted legs. His cock was sticking out, glistening with drool, the cock-knob gleaming.
Sarah hiked her ass up higher and wriggled her penumatic hips invitingly. She was gazing at his wet cock, anticipating how that huge fucker was going to pleasure her as it rammed in and out of her hot cunt.
Her cunt slot was rippling and unpeeling, showing the darker meat of her inner pussy folds as it pulsed with passion. She reached down and held his prick, levering the iron-hard rod down. His ass heaved up on the far and as she angled his unbendable cocklance into her groin.
"Screw me, Tommy!" she rasped.
"Oh, yeah!" he gasped.
Yeah - yeah - yeah, thought his mother.
Aunt Sarah drew her hand away and Tommy shoved his loins out, nudging his cock-knob into her foaming pussy slot. That fat slab throbbed savagely in her wet cunt gash, ballooning against her swollen clit.
He held steady, with only the very tip of his cock nudged into her pussy portals. Knowing for certain that he was about to fuck his sexy aunt, the youth was savoring the anticipation for one last moment.
Sarah squirmed against him, seething with fuck-lust, her pussy juicing over his flaring cockhead. "Stuff it up me, Tommy - fill me!" she moaned.
The boy's hands slid down her wriggling flanks and cupped her under the cheeks of her ass, lifting her a bit higher as he braced for the first plunging fuck-thrust.
Her cunt was already sucking his cock in, even before he humped.
The feeling was making him quiver. She was pulling his prick damned near off his loins. He had fucked her mouth as if it were a cunt, and now her cunt was swallowing his cockmeat like a greedy mouth. The opposite ends of Aunt Sarah's torrid body seemed to have changed places. Tommy felt in awe of the wanton woman. She could be fucked in either end and suck with either hot, wet hole.
As he held himself arched over her, her pussy was pulling him in deeper by suction., He lowered his head and stared down into her widespread vee. He hadn't pumped at all, but a good third of his cock had disappeared up into the squeezebox of her clinging cunt.
The flushed, rosy lips of her cunt slot were split apart by his thick cockstalk, distended and dragging. He watched as she sucked another inch in.
"Shove it up me, Tommy - shovel that big cock into Aunt Sarah's pussy!" she whimpered.
The boy's ass jerked and he fucked his stiff cock the rest of the way into her cunt. His balls whacked against the cheeks of her ass and her cuntlips glued themselves to the hairy hilt of his cock.
He held the cockmeat buried to the root, grinding around, pumping his cock sinew inside her cunt. The sensation of having every inch of his thundering prick encased in her clutching cunt hole thrilled him to the core - and the physical pleasure was magnified by the dark knowledge that this was his mother's sister - his aunt - and that it was very, very naughty to be fucking her.
Sarah undulated on his prick, moaning with delight, loving to have her seething cunt filled to the core with that hard, pounding prick.
She began to hump under him before he moved.
She slowly pulled her fuck-sleeve up his prick until only the cock-knob was in her slot, paused there, then jammed her pussy back down and took it all again.
It felt as if she had rammed a red-hot branding iron up into her pussy. The lewd lady gurgled with the exquisite delights of incestuous fucking.
"Fuck me, Tommy - fuck - fuck!" she wailed.
Her nephew began to fuck into her then, jamming his loins out as she plunged her pussy down on his prick. His cockhead seethed deep in her cunt core and his hard cockrod worked like a crowbar up her cunt tunnel. His ass corkscrewed, hers churned below. They were coupling with matched vigor, equal gusto, sharing the joy of forbidden passion.
As the youth dragged his prick back, Sarah twisted her pelvis around, winding her cunt hole onto his cockstalk. Then she jolted down to encompass his next cock-thrust.
Tommy was falling into the rhythm. He dipped down and fed her a rippling, underslung fuck-stroke, his balls dragging along the cushions of the couch, tilting her loins up on his steel-stiff cock rod.
Then the boy heaved his ass up higher and pounded into her from above, bouncing her ass on the couch as he stuffed his prick all the way in, every inch of the long, fat prickshaft running over her clit.
Impetuous in his passion, he hammered away violently, more than making up for any lack of technique by the energy and enthusiasm with which he was fucking her pussy. His cockmeat hissed in, sizzling up her fuck-chute and his bloated balls slapped her ass like a blackjack.
Aunt Sarah whimpered and whined and worked her hips like pistons. Her ass heaved up and down and her belly pumped spasmodically. The woman was going fuck-crazy on her nephew's thundering cocklance, dancing a wanton waltz as she spun and jerked convulsively under his assault.
Her lithe body curled and coiled, bridged and bowed, twisted and turned. Her face was jerking from side to side, eyes glazed by lust, lips slack and frothy with the residue of the mouthful of cum he had fed her.
She jolted up so savagely that she almost threw him from the saddle of her groin. Tommy clamped his hands tightly to her hipbones and hauled her back down onto his rampaging fucker, never missing a beat.
Her cunt hole was clamped to the outline of his cock, milking like a mouth, sucking voraciously. Her pussy was soaking wet, yet still parched for his jizz, ready to soak his cum up like an absorbent sponge.
He fucked in and jerked back out, pulling her clinging cuntlips out along his prickshaft and rubbing the hard shaft against her frenzied nugget of lust.
"Cum, Tommy - shoot up me, darling!" she cried.
Her knees hiked up and she clamped ner sinewy thighs around his hips, locking her heels behind his churning ass. She tensed, gripping him tightly, rubbing her heels up and down in the crack of his ass, drumming them against the grinding ass cheeks, hammering him into her loins.
Then her legs flew up and she began to pedal above his haunches as if she were pumping a bicycle up a hill.
They were both nearing the peak together. Sarah's cunt was dissolving and Tommy's cockhead was spilling out the first preliminary drops.
He fucked so fast that his ass was a blur, his balls swinging in and out like the clappers of a meaty bell and whacking against the curve of her upthrust ass with a dull thud.
She hooked her thighs around him, matching his fuck-strokes with equal vigor. It seemed as if the randy woman just couldn't fuck him fast enough as she slammed her pussy up and down so furiously.
Her heels beat a tattoo on his ass, then pedaled above his hips again. Her knees drew up to her tits as she turned her agile body into a loop.
His pussy-plunger filled her cunt to the brim and her girl-cum came bubbling from the hairy rim, drenching her crotch and running down into her ass crack.
"Spunk me - slime my cunt!" she wailed.
Yeah - cum in my sister's cunt, his mother silently urged.
She panted at the doorway, watching his cock fuck in and out of her sister's pussy. It came out creamy and steaming, and Beverley licked her lips.
Tommy was almost at the heights. The potent boy fed the cockmeat to Sarah desperately, driving through a tube of pussy paste as he bored in and rammed to the very depths of her fuck-hole. Her cunt was sucking so hard that he had to really yank back in order to pull his prick out against the fierce suction.
"Here it cums!" he howled.
"Ummmm - ahhhhh!" she gasped, feeling his cock swell as his cum-load came jetting up through the tube.
Then his jizz was spurting into his aunt in a torrent.
Sarah fairly screamed with ecstasy as she felt his cum hose her pussy. The stuff felt as hot and as thick as molten lead as it poured into her cunt.
Her swampy cum juices oozed out to blend with his jism, sloshing in her pussy. They jerked together, both creaming at the same time. His jizz sped into her, and Aunt Sarah melted again on every squirt.
Their simultaneous cumming seemed to go on for a long, long time. Beverley was swaying and whimpering, her tongue and her clit pulsing, her mouth and her cunt drooling.
But she wasn't playing with herself. Beverley was not interested in frigging herself off - not when so many alternatives presented themselves to her mouth and cunt.
But she resolutely waited, too thoughtful to interrupt them while they were cumming.
And they were cumming and cumming, endlessly!
But at last Tommy squirted the last of his jizz jets into his aunt's sodden pussy. He slowed down, missing a beat, his strokes becoming jerky. Cum was still seeping from his cock-knob, but only in trickles now.
Aunt Sarah kept fucking her cunt up and down on his cock, pounding out the last jolts of her orgasm, milking herself to the precious dregs.
They clung together, still linked at the lathered loins. He smiled down at her and she grinned back, radiant with satiation.
He bent down and kissed her on the lips, grateful for the pleasure she had given him - and mindless of the slime that flecked those sweet lips.
She gave her loins a last slow push-pull on his prick.
Then his cock came sliding from her cunt. The cock-knob popped from her cunt slot and swayed up and down.
That heavy wedge of cockmeat slapped in her hairy vee. His youthful fucker was still tense and vibrant. Sarah lay back, with cum still dribbling from her cunt.
To Beverley - both a passionate parent and a sensual sister - the scene was like a magnet.
She was not going to be satisfied with merely playing the peeper . . .
Chapter Six
Arnold remained on the bed for a while, after Beverley had departed.
He was feeling comfortable - well fucked and content. His prick was still fat but flexible. He gave his cock a couple of hand-strokes, his palm and fingers sliding slightly on the greasy tube, just to see if he might be in the mood to jack off. But his wife's pussy had done the job well enough, and his prick didn't react to the strokes, other than to tingle and quiver just a bit.
Satisfied that his balls were emptied for a while, the man got up and, damp with sweat and sticky with cum and cunt juice, decided to take a shower.
He thought that there was no one else in the house and headed down the hallway naked, his slimy prick swinging before him like an elephant's trunk.
He actually walked right past the open door to his little girl's bedroom before he did a double take, stepped back and looked in. "Fucking hell!" he gasped. Honey was naked atop her bed, her shapely thighs parted; her juicy little pussy and stiff-tipped tits naked to his eyes. He stood there, as if struck dumb. The girl was breathing with the gentle regularity that implied she was sleeping. Why the kid should have worn her sunglasses when she lay down for a nap was a mystery, but her father was much too intrigued by the sight of her splendid young body to wonder about it. His eyes were popping out and his jaw was hanging open and, naturally, his cock and balls began to react to the visual stimulation. It always turned him on to gaze at her nubile charms. But to see her stark naked, asleep and vulnerable, was driving lances of lust through his loins.
He was sorely tempted to enter the girl's bedroom and enjoy a closer look.
To the man's credit, that was all that he intended - just to look. But then he grated his teeth and rolled his eyes, as if in torment. His conscience was struggling with his lustful id, his dark desires were wrestling with his inhibitions.
He forced himself to turn and walk away.
On the bed, eyes wide open behind the dark glasses, his daughter gave a little sigh of disappointment.
But Arnold took only two steps, halted, shuddered violently - and turned back to her door.
Honey sighed again, with satisfaction this time.
For a long minute, the man just stood there in the doorway, admiring her from afar. His cock was coming up in a series of short, sharp jolts.
She looked at his handsome face, loving the way that lust and longing were registering in his expression and delighted that she could excite him so much.
Then her secretive gaze dropped down to his loins and she watched his cock stiffen. The enormous fucker was sticking straight out now, parallel with the floor, the cock-knob aimed at her like a rifle. Then, as she stared at his prick, it lurched up to a higher angle, standing tall before his belly - still aimed at her, but like a howitzer at full trajectory now.
Arnold was still struggling with his instincts. But the girl was sound asleep, he told himself. As long as she had no idea that her father was looking at her, it could do no harm.
And since he was looking at her, anyhow, it was no more wicked to move closer to her, right?
Holding his breath, Arnold moved barefoot and silent into her room and up beside the youngster's bed.
He stood there, looking down. His cock was standing so high that he seemed to be looking at her across the knob, as if it were a gunsight.
Honey was having difficulty in controlling her breathing. She felt like moaning and panting heavily as she basked in his gaze. She managed to inhale and exhale with the rhythm of slumber, but her breath was coming faster. Her sweet tits were rising and falling and the rosy tips were swelling. She hoped he would think she was dreaming.
Arnold trembled, moving his eyes up and down her naked, nubile body. He looked at her lovely tits, capped by those taut pink nipples, then down her slim belly and into her groin.
Her cunt slot was peeled open. Under her downy vee, the girl's pussy gash was flowing like a swampy waterfall in a tropical jungle.
He groaned, clenching his fists and his teeth, swaying back and forth on trembling legs.
He was certain that Honey was asleep. If her eyes had been open hehind those opaque glasses, the girl would certainly have reacted to his presence, he figured. As her rate of breathing increased, he could only conclude that she was having an exciting sort of dream - maybe even an erotic dream, he speculated.
His hand moved to his prick.
He was going to have to jack off, anyhow.
Since Honey was sleeping and unaware of what he was doing, he rationalized that it was no more depraved to jack off while he stood over her than to do it later, simply remembering how she had looked sprawled out naked on her bed. It would make him feel no more guilty and ashamed to beat his meat over the sight of the girl than it would over the memory.
And if his cum splashed on her belly and tits - well, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
His fist wrapped around his cockshaft at the hilt, tugging back and skinning the cock-knob out in a flared slab. A low growl rumbled deep in the man's throat and his face twisted savagely.
He gave his prick a pump. His daughter stirred in her sleep. Her slim thighs opened a bit wider and she bridged gently, thrusting her stiff-tipped tits up higher. Her lips parted and the tip of her tongue showed.
Arnold groaned in exquisite agony. On a sudden impulse he could not resist, he dipped at the knees and angled his cock down over her. Very gently, he touched the swollen purple slab of his cockhead against a plump nipple. A glob of pre-cum slid from the open cleft and ran greasily onto her tit tip. He moved his prick across and touched the dribbling cocktip against her other perky nipple.
Now Honey was panting and whimpering openly.
Her father could only assume that the girl's dreams must be coming to a peak.
He knelt on the bed beside her, careful not to disturb her by rocking the springs. He nudged his big cock into the smooth cleft between her tits and frigged up, spilling out a slimy track of cock-lube in her cleavage.
Then he dragged his cockhead down her belly, dipping it into her belly button, then rubbing the foaming prick-knob into the downy fur of her pussy mound.
His ass and hips shifted down and he held his prick out into her crotch. He brushed the slimy cocktip against her swollen clit and wiped it in her cunt slot.
The youngster's pussy unfurled into a wide oval and a few gooey drops of fatherly fuck-juice streaked the pink pussy folds.
Honey tilted her loins up. With the head of his cock in her pussy slot, she was hoping that he would lose all control and shove it up her.
But he drew back out and knelt beside her again.
He was sweating and gasping and trembling.
The temptation to fuck his innocent little daughter was almost overwhelming, and Arnold knew that he had to drain off his cum-load quickly, before he lost all willpower and went too far.
He began to pound his prick savagely.
Honey's sleek flesh was burning for the spunky shower, and she was yearning for a bath from his balls.
She squirmed in anticipation, shoving her tits up, tilting her groin higher - and opening her mouth wide, lapper curling out over her lower lip.
Her eyes were bright as stars behind the dark glasses as she stared at the glossy head of her father's prick, waiting for it to spurt cum all over her.
Arnold's fist flew up and down frantically as he jacked himself to the crest. The man was so aroused by the situation that he soared towards the peak almost at once. His cock was swelling massively and his balls were as full and round and solid as melons.
He gasped, and she knew it was coming.
Then his steaming hot jism came squirting from his cock-knob in a torrent.
The first heavy spurt splashed on Honey's tits, swirling around the stiff nipples and seeping into her deep cleavage.
Her daddy turned his hips, playing his cum-gushing prick over her torso like a fire extinguisher. His milky cock foam splattered on her belly and hips. Then he hosed her cunt bush with a spurt. His cock cream coated her pussy mound and dribbled on down into her crotch, blending with her seepage.
"Oh - oh - ooooh!" Honey was moaning.
Her father turned again, spraying his cum back up her torso. A dose skimmed across the slopes of her tits and cascaded up her breastbone, pooling in the fluttering hollow of the girl's throat as she lay with her face tilted up,
Arnold, grimacing like a fiend in hell, aimed his cockhead into Honey's face and pumped out a gooey geyser. The jism jetted onto her parted lips and soaked her tongue. He groaned at the sight and his fist jolted back, milking another spurt of jizz into her pretty face.
His last squirt of cum fell on her tits.
Arnold sat back on his heels, panting. His cock diminished and softened slightly, drooping from his fist like a rubber hose.
He stared at the sweet daughter he had defiled.
Her whole torso was soaked with cum, and her face was drenched. She was coated with cum from her downy vee up to her forehead. He seemed stunned by the results of his randiness.
With his white cock cream glazing her suntanned flesh, the girl looked like a frosted gingerbread girl.
Arnold knelt over her, his head lowered as if he were praying at the altar of her slimy body. He shuddered convulsively. He didn't regret what he had done - it had been far too thrilling to suffer any such pangs or remorse afterwards - but he was filled with turbulent emotions. He knew that he must slip away now, before the girl awoke.
But he lingered there still, his legs too shaky to support him, his cock bobbing heavily up and down over her belly, like a divining rod indicating moisture.
A last trickle of cum spilled from his piss hole and slowly unwound in an unbroken string down onto her belly. It shimmered between them, a gossamer thread connecting the head of his cock to her tummy.
When he drew back, that slimy strand of cum stretched out, then snapped. He started to move from the bed. Then his little girl giggled ...
Chapter Seven
Arnold stared at his daughter in horror.
"Was that fun, Daddy?" she sighed.
"I - oh, Christ, I - "
"It's okay, Daddy. Don't be embarrassed. I knew what you were doing. I wanted you to, you know - that's why I was lying here naked."
He gaped at her in total amazement.
Honey slid her tongue slowly across her spunky lips, lapping up his cum, wanting him to see her do it. Her lapper was streaked with strands of jizz, all pearly on the pink meat. She swallowed a little and licked her lips again. Her hands slid up her belly, massaging his slippery cum into her flesh, then moved on to her tits. She worked his cum into her stiff nipples, grinning impishly at her daddy's astonished expression.
The brazen nymphette wasn't at all embarrassed - after all, her father had started it.
Her hand slid down her slippery belly and dipped into her groin. She fingered her clit and cunt gash, then brought her hand up to her chin and licked her fingers. Her father was looking so shocked that Honey would have been amused - had she not been so horny.
"You want me, don't you, Daddy?" she purred.
His lips moved but no sound came out.
Honey reached out, palm upwards, and took his balls into her hand. They were slack - all of the last cum-load was all over her belly and tits and face - but as she gently fondled them they grew heavier in her palm. She drew her hand up, grasping his rubbery prick, pulling her fist up to the cock-knob and gathering up globs of glistening cum from the cockmeat. She moved her slimy hand to her face and tongued up the jism, then folded her fist around his cockshaft again.
"Your jizz is scrumptious," she sighed.
She tossed his limp cock slowly, turning her wrist. It flopped out towards her face, getting tauter. The cockhead began to bulge as the cock-stalk stiffened.
More than anything else, Honey wanted her father to fuck her. But he was looking so stunned that the devious youngster figured that she had better take it slow and easy, leading him gradually up to the ultimate act of incest. She sure didn't want to frighten him off by being too aggressive in her incestuous seduction. She figured that cock-sucking would be a lovely stepping stone towards fucking - and that since he had already seen her tasting his spilled cum from her hands, he was not likely to decline a blow-job.
She tightened her grip and frigged back on his cockrod, skinning the cock-knob out naked.
"Can I lick it, Daddy?" she sighed. "Hmmmm? Can I lick your yummy prick?"
Arnold could hardly believe what was! happening.
He wondered if he had frigged himself into a state of oblivion and was having a fevered fantasy as he lay comatose. But the feel of his little girl's hand on his prick was very real.
And if his daughter was a cock-sucker, how could he decline her offer or refuse her request? A father, after all, had a duty to feed his daughter.
Arnold was regaining his composure now, recovering from his shock - and lust was overwhelming him.
Grinning, he thrust his cock out, frigging through her fist and towards her face;
Honey squealed happily and craned her neck up. Her lapper slid out and she began to lave all over the slab of his slimy cockhead, whimpering with joy. He watched her tongue dance on his cock and moaned.
She licked up and down his cockshaft, then placed her parted lips to the cockstalk and pulled her mouth up and down as if she were playing a meaty flute.
Then the nymphette kissed the tip of his prick arid parted her lips, feeding it in. She nursed on his cock-knob with loving enthusiasm. His prick hadn't gotten quite hard when she sucked it into her mouth, going in firm but rubbery. Now his big fucker beg an to swell and stiffen.
Honey milked merrily away on his prickmeat, tasting the residue from his hand-job and looking forward to drinking a load of cum straight from his cock. When she had sucked his prick up rock hard, she drew her mouth away.
She lay back and turned her face up, opening her lips into an oval.
"Fuck my mouth, Daddy," she whispered huskily.
Arnold threw one leg across and straddled her body. His ass was brushing her tits and his balls lay heavily in her cleavage. His prick loomed out into her face and the girl slurped it in greedily. Her sweet mouth enveloped his prick-knob, sucking and milking, then began to slide up and down on his prick in a slow rhythm.
Arnold began to hump, his ass bouncing off her tits as he fucked deeper into her mouth.
She held his swinging balls in one hand. Her other hand encircled his hip and she began to nudge a fingertip into his asshole as his butt corkscrewed and he drove his prick in and out of her maw.
Plowing in deeper, he tipped her head back on the pillow. His cockhead clogged her gullet and she gurgled, but swallowed it down willingly, deep-throating him.
Arnold grunted, fucking his prick into that sword-swallower mouth, amazed that the kid could take it all. He was fucking in balls-deep, his flaring prick-knob plumbing her gorge. His little girl had the sweetest mouth he had ever had his cock in - and her talented technique was enhanced by the enthusiasm with which she was sucking his cock and her eagerness for his jizz.
His balls were full again and already his piss hole was dribbling out gooey globs of pre-cum onto her tongue, into her cheeks, down her gullet. The flavor of his pre-cum was whetting her appetite, making her ravenous for his lavish cum-load.
Her head bobbed faster and she sucked like a vacuum cleaner as she worked towards the blissful climax.
Her lips fluted down to the hilt of his prick and she held it all in her mouth, nibbling gently. His balls kept swelling as if she were inflating them via his meaty valve.
She pulled back to the cockhead.
"Cum, Daddy - let me drink your cum!"
Then she gulped back down to the hairy hilt of his cock again.
Her father rocked, his ass heaving, driving up off his knees and fucking her mouth steadily. His cock-knob sank into her cheek, outline showing in a convex bulge, making her look like a sexy chipmunk with a pouchful of nuts.
Honey was breathing in the aroma of his heated cockmeat as she swallowed his creamy pre-cum, inhaling on his prick as if it were a snorkle tube.
Arnold was getting set to blow his cum-load.
He had already gotten his rocks off twice - in his wife's fuck-hole and all over his daughter's naked body - but her magic mouth was so skillful that the naughty youngster was bringing him surging towards another climax.
Any mouth that talented would have inspired him.
But that fact that it was his own little girl's mouth was driving him crazy with fuck-lust.
He began to growl and groan, dizzy with desire, all of his vitality gathering into his cock and leaving him dazed and dazzled, mindless in his passion.
"Gonna shoot in your mouth, baby! Get ready for it - gonna hose your throat!" he rasped.
"Ummmm - ummm - ulphhh!" she gulped.
"Swallow Daddy's cum, kid - here it fucking cums! Drink my jizz, Honey!" he wailed.
His cock went off like a stick of dynamite and his hot cum exploded in Honey's maw. The first spurt filled her mouth to the brim. She gulped it down with cum-drinker's joy, and he fed her another creamy mouthful.
Jizz swirled in her cheeks and sloshed over her teeth. Cum clung to the arched roof of her mouth like limestone deposits and her lapper was floating in a gooey tide.
He fucked in again and again, shooting more jism out each time his prick hissed through the collar of her lips, spilling cum out so abundantly that his cock was like a cornucopia.
Honey cherished every hot, thick drop. Drinking jizz was always a thrill, but swallowing her father's fuck-juice was the most exciting act of her young life.
Even before she had drained his balls this first time, Honey was looking fdrward to sucking off her daddy many times, from now on.
Milking the cockmeat, she gazed up through lowered eyelashes, loving the look of pure lust on his face.
Honey loved everything about it - the taste and the texture and the musky aroma - and, most of all, she loved the fact that it was her daddy she was sucking off.
Finally, Arnold began to slow down, and his cum seeped out instead of spurting.
Honey drew her suction-cup mouth up to his cockhead and, nursing on that fat slab, folded her fist around his cockstalk and began to pump up and down, coaxing out the last of his cum by the action of her fist.
Her face tilted back and she gurgled as she jerked him off into her greedy mouth, as if draining a goblet. Her grip tightened. She squeezed as she pulled her fist up his cockshaft, as if she were getting the last dregs out of a toothpaste tube. The white cum curled onto her tongue and she slid back, her mouth open, letting her father watch as she gulped down the final mouthful.
"Your jizz is so yummy, Daddy! Will you let me suck you off all the time now?"
"Y^yes, darling - " he croaked, stroking her cheek.
He was still kneeling astride her, squatting back now, his haunches settled on her tits.
His prick had once again turned rubbery - not really soft or limp, but just slightly bent. His prick was swinging around in her face and her head turned as she followed the movement like a cobra weaving to a snake charmer's flute.
Her lapper flicked out. She began to flash the tip against his slobbery polished cock-knob and dip it into his piss hole. But there was no more cum to lick from his cock, although the cock-meat was still a delicacy.
As she lapped at his cockhead, she eyed him speculatively, wondering if it was the right time to ask him to throw a good fuck into her creamy cunt. If he wanted to limit the affair to oral sex, it was okay, certainly - but the naughty youngster was hoping for more.
"I'm - I'm awful horny, Daddy," she whispered.
Arnold began to move back. His balls dragged over her tit mounds, then brushed down her belly and rested in her downy vee. His prick bobbed up and down. Only semi-hard, his cock was still massive, and she whimpered at the prospect of having it rammed up her pussy.
Her father moved down lower, kneeling astride her thighs. She jerked her ass up from the bed. His cock dropped down into her crotch. Her cuntlips slurped on the cockhead, and Honey thought that he was going to stuff it up her fuck-hole.
But then he slid down lower and rested belly-down on the bed, his head between her legs. He was gazing right into her gaping pussy slit, licking his lips like a gourmet presented with a tantalizing delicacy.
She had given him head and it seemed that he was about to return the favor. His mouth was drooling as he peered at her pearly-sauced pussy.
Holding her by the hips, he hiked her ass up and dove on her cunt. His lapper flashed into her cunt slot and flipped up against her clit.
Honey wriggled and squirmed and whined at the feeling.
He licked her out, then sucked her clit into his lips and began to nurse on it. Her pussy was juicing heavily into his avid mouth, and she purred with pleasure.
It was lovely to have her father tongue-fucking her - and yet the young girl was still eager to have her fuck-hole filled with his gigantic prick.
Still, he seemed to be relishing the snack so much that she hated to deprive him. She settled down, mopping her pussy against his mouth, working toward a cumming.
Then she saw a fascinating thing.
As her daddy ate out her cunt, his cock was getting hard as a crowbar again. He was belly-down on the bed, and his prick began to extend from beneath his loins.
Honey knew that his balls must be ballooning again, as well - and she waited patiently, certain that once he had another booming hard-on, nothing was going to prevent him from sinking it up her cunt.
His tongue flailed into her pussy gash - and each time it did, his cock lurched again and his ass was heaved up higher. She gazed down in fascination, seeing the top of his head shifting in her crotch while the rest of his face was buried snugly against her cunt. She closed her slim thighs around his cheeks, then parted them wide again.
His prick was so stiff and unbending now that Arnold had to get his knees under him and hike his ass up to relieve the pressure. As he rose,
Honey saw that his cum-bags were fully inflated once more.
His lapper stabbed into her fuck-hole and his cock jolted, as if his cockmeat were connected to his tongue by some mysterious internal clockwork.
She guessed the time was ripe.
"Daddy - " she moaned.
He raised his head out of her creamy crotch, his jaw dripping with her pussy nectar.
"I need to get fucked, Daddy - please? Shove your cock in me and fuck my ass off!"
He hesitated for an instant - and then he groaned, all his inhibitions melted in the heat of his desire.
Honey was about to get what she wanted.
She only hoped that her mother didn't come home too soon.
But Beverley, of course, was busy ...
Chapter Eight
Both Sarah and Tommy looked dismayed and flustered when Beverley walked into the room. Tommy hid his face in his hands, and Sarah lowered her eyes guiltily.
But Beverley was smiling - and starting to undress.
"You - errrr - aren't mad, huh?" Sarah mumbled.
"Shit, no - I'm just horny," Beverley said.
Her son still had his face in his hands but he was peering through his splayed fingers, watching his curvaceous mother take her clothing off - and beginning to realize her arrival might be a blessing.
"I've been thinking about fucking the kid, myself," Beverley said to her sister. "You did us all a favor by sort of breaking the ice."
Tommy's head came out of his hands and he stared at his mother. He looked thunderstruck. Sucking and fucking with his aunt had been naughty enough, but the idea of fucking his own sexy mother was really wicked - and wonderful!
Naked, Beverley moved to the couch and sat down between them, leaning back and thrusting her heavy tits up. She was smiling blissfully.
"Feel me up," she purred.
Tommy hesitated, then laid his hand on one of her fat tits. He kneaded the tit globe and drew his fingers up to pull at the swollen nipple.
Grinning, Sarah began fondling the other tit.
This puzzled Tommy.
He knew for certain that Aunt Sarah couldn't be a lesbian, since she had just given him a very heterosexual fucking, and the naive youth had always assumed that only dykes played with other women's tits. But it was a tremendous turn on - and all the more exciting since they were sisters, and it added another deviate aspect to all the incest that was going on.
His mother drew his head down. Tommy began to suck on her throbbing tit tip more hungrily by far than he ever had as a nursing infant.
"Ummmra!" Beverley sighed.
Her sister giggled and dove on her other tit, sucking the perky peak eagerly.
As they leaned over her tits, Beverley reached down with both hands. She began to fondle her son's cock and balls on one side and to rub her sister's clit and cunt slot with the other.
Looking down from a mouthful of tit meat, Tommy saw that his mom was finger-fucking his aunt. Lust rushed savagely through his mind.
"I wanna be really nasty today," Beverley moaned. "I wanna do all sorts of things - "
Her hand came out of Sarah's crotch and she licked at her slippery fingers.
"You taste so good," she purred.
"Wanna eat me out, Sis?" Sarah panted.
Holy shit! Tommy thought. His jaw dropped open in total astonishment - so wide that it seemed as if he were trying to swallow his mom's tit whole.
"Yeah! I wanna suck your cunt while it's all full of Tommy's jizz," Beverley rasped.
"Oooooh! I'll suck you, too, Sis!" Sarah moaned. "I always wanted to - when we were kids."
Beverley squirmed out from between them and twisted, kneeling on the floor in front of them. Her head turned as she gazed at their groins.
The wanton woman didn't know which looked the more delicious - her teenaged son's big, hard, cum-drenched cock, or her sexy sister's creamy cunt. She wanted to eat both pussy and prick with equal desire.
She lowered her head into Tommy's lap for starters. She nuzzled his balls, then sucked his cock into her mouth and nursed on it avidly.
His mother's mouth was as magic as his aunt's, the boy realized, fucking into her face. Skillful cock-sucking seemed a sibling trait.
"Ohhhh, Mom!" he groaned.
She sucked bis prick for a moment, then drew back, grinning. She had every intention of drinking plenty of the boy's cum in the future, but she wanted his first load up her cunt - as soon as she had finished sucking on Sarah's cunt.
Shifting across, she gazed adoringly at her sister's steamy, swampy pussy.
Sarah jerked her pussy up as if she were offering a creamy delicacy on a hairy platter. Beverley breathed in the fascinating fragrance of a well-fucked cunt and sighed in happy anticipation of the feast ahead of her.
She started licking up the insides of her sister's sleek thighs as a prelude to sucking her. Sarah squealed expectantly. Avoiding her cunt slot for a moment - teasing her tongue and her sister's cunt by the delay - Beverley whisked her lapper into her curly cunt bush.
Her tongue rustled through the silky pussy hair like a moist, pink rodent scurrying furtively through a dense thicket.
"Don't tease - tongue - " Sarah pleaded.
Beverley lowered her face, hovering inches away from her sister's pussy. She gazed hungrily at the succulent-looking honeypot. Cunt juice was washing from Sarah's pussy, and that juice - %as shot through with creamy streaks and gooey threads of boy-cum.
Beverley brushed her nose against Sarah's clit.
Sarah shuddered convulsively at the contact. Beverley's tongue flicked out and tapped against the swollen nugget. She licked her sister's clit for a moment, then drew back slightly, savoring the flavor on her tingling taste buds.
Her sister's pussy was even more scrumptious than Beverley had expected it to be. With the very first lick, she had become a confirmed and devout sibling-sucker, knpwing that she would be paying Sarah plenty of visits from#ow on - with Tommy or without him.
She knew she was going to really relish cunt-lapping - and all the more since her sister had promised to return the oral favor in kind.
She dipped in, licked lightly, drew back to let the taste register. She was in no hurry whatsoever. Beverley knew that the best part of cunt-lapping was going to be the moment when Sarah melted in her mouth and she drank her girl-cum, but she wanted to enjoy a prolonged and leisurely snack of pussy before she got her creamy reward.
She ran her tongue up Sarah's unfurled cunt-lips, flashed it on her clit, sank it up her fuck-chute as far as it would extend.
"Ummmm! Your mom gives lovely head,"
Aunt Sarah murmured to Tommy, seeing how intrigued he was as he leaned down, watching his mother tonguing merrily away.
Beverley flailed and whisked and ladled, using her lapper to spoon out cum and cunt juice. Her head was turning from side to side like a terrier shaking a wet rat. She was using only her tongue to begin with, but then she changed her mouth to Sarah's cunt slot and began to suck.
"Yeah, Sis - yeah!" Sarah sighed.
Beverley stabbed her tongue up Sarah's fuck-hole as her lips sucked on the slot, French kissing her sibling's cunt as if it were a bearded mouth. She had already sucked all of her son's fuck-juice from Sarah's pussy, and now she was swallowing pure pussy nectar.
She dipped lower. Her lapper wedged into the musky cleft between Sarah's ass cheeks and she began to slurp up with long, rippling strokes, tonguing her sister from her asshole to her clit. She repeated the slurping sweeps a few times,. then glued her lips on the woman's cunt gash again.
Beverley's mouth was stuck on Sarah's pussy like a rubber plunger on a clogged drain. Her lips were glued on Sarah's pussy gash by a paste of cunt juice and frothy saliva, bonding them together.
Beverley was making lots of juicy noises - a lot more than was really necessary, in fact, knowing that the sounds would help excite her son. Eating out her sister's pussy was a joy, and having the boy watching her so intently was embellishing the thrill of cunt-lapping.
She slurped, gulped and gurgled.
"Jeez, Mom - Jeez!" Tommy croaked.
"Cum, Sis - cream my tongue!" Beverley panted right up Sarah's cunt, her words sounding hollow and muffled in that steaming swamp.
'' Ahhhh - cummin' - cummin' - '' Sarah moaned.
Her clit exploded and her cunt melted at the core. Female fuck-juice came gushing into Beverley's wanton maw in a foaming deluge.
Sarah jerked through the spasms of her cumming, peaking again and again. Her cunt-hungry sister swallowed and sucked blissfully, draining her dry.
Sarah sank back along the couch, panting^
Beverley sucked for another minute, then used her nimble lapper to gather up the errant cunt-cum that had escaped her lips and trickled down her sibling's crotch. Slipping her hands under Sarah's trim ass, she lifted the girl's haunches higher and tongued out the seepage from the crack of her ass. It was so tasty in that tangy cleft that she raised her still higher and began to rim out her asshole.
Sarah bridged and trembled as Beverley reamed into her asshole and sucked on her ring. Beverley drooled into her sister's ass, then sucked her own saliva back out, richly flavored by ass juices.
"Ummmm! Suck my asshole, Sis!" Sarah panted.
It was making her pussy simmer again. More cunt-cum dribbled out and ran down into' her ass crack, seeping into Beverley's mouth as it bubbled to the taut brown rim. Beverley fucked her lapper up into her sister's shit chute as far as it would go, reaming merrily away. Then she moved back up for another munch of her melting pussy.
Sarah came again, and then she slumped back again.
She was licking her lips gleefully, looking ahead to the second half of the mutual cunt-lapping session. She had discovered that getting her cunt sucked to satisfaction had made her tongue as horny as her clit had been, and her mouth was salivating as heavily as her pussy had creamed.
It was a handy arrangement, too - because as she sated her mouth, Beverley's cunt was getting incandescent.
"Sit on my fucking face, Sis!" Sarah urged.
Beverley raised her head out of her sister's groin. Her face was slimed from chin to brow and her eyes were gleaming with anticipation.
She moved up, pausing to suck Sarah's tits, then kissing her on the lips.
They swapped tongues and saliva.
Sarah could taste her own cunt-cum on her sister's tongue and lips. It whetted her appetite for Beverley's creamy pussy. She churned her lapper into Beverley's mouth, demonstrating how it would soon be working in her cunt.
Beverley rose up higher and knelt astride Sarah's eagerly upturned face. Her pussy jerked inches over Sarah's mouth. Sarah was staring right up into the inner folds of Beverley's gaping fuck-hole.
Beverley squatted on Sarah's head.
With the first lick, Sarah realized that a girl didn't need any practice to eat out a cunt. She knew instinctively just how to do it - and she adored it. Sucking cunt was delicious and tantalizing and fragrant - and all the more exciting because it was her own sister's pussy she was gobbling.
She held Beverley's cuntlips wide open with her,fingers and sucked the inner creases, working her lapper into every nook and cranny.
Beverley was so horny from all the watching and sucking that she had been doing that she couldn't last long. Loving her sister's attentive and enthusiastic mouth, she tried to hold her cumming back, but the waves were crashing violently through her loins and jolting up her thighs.
"Drink it, Sis!" she cried.
Sarah clamped her lips on Beverley's cunt and sucked the juice out voraciously. Beverley flopped around like a puppet on a string as she creamed off so lavishly into her sister's sweet maw.
The last jolt hit her and she moaned, then slumped.
Sarah held her firmly by her hard, round ass and kept on sucking.
"Stay where you are, Sis," she gasped, her words bubbling in Beverley's cunt slot. "That was too quick - let me suck you off again."
Beverley found that no hardship.
But then she saw that Tommy was going crazy, his cock hammering away all by itself, as if the youth were being jacked off by an invisible fist.
Beverley sure as hell didn't want her son to get his rocks off before his cock was up her cunt hole - yet she hated to deny her cunt-starved sister another mouthful, too.
Then the imaginative woman had a lovely idea.
She could fuck her son and feed her sister at the very same time!
Chapter Nine
Beverley pulled her pussy off Sarah's suction-cup mouth with a loud slurp. Tommy grinned in anticipation, and Sarah wailed in dismay. Sarah had a bellyful of cunt-cum but it had only played the appetizer, whetting her appetite.
Beverley slid down Sarah's slim body, her pussy laying a slimy trail over her tits and down her belly. She took her son's cock in her hand, then in her mouth. Tommy leaned back, heaving his loins up, stuffing his prick deep into his mother's drooling mouth.
She sucked him for a few moments, really getting the taste for her son's cockmeat and thinking of all the cum she would be swallowing from that succulent young cock now that they had begun an incestuous affair.
But as inviting as the thought of milking him in her mouth was, the woman still wanted to have her first load of son-cum splashing up her fuck-hole.
She drew away with a sigh, pausing to give his glossy cockhead a few swipes with her tongue. Then she knelt upright and turned her back to the boy. She threw one knee across and straddled his lap.
His prick towered up before her belly, the prick-knob brushing the underslopes of her heavy tits.
She hiked up higher. Her ass jerked into his face and the horny youth began to tongue out her asshole, lashing his lapper deep into her fudge chute. She wriggled against his face, enjoying getting her asshole rimmed. If his tongue felt so thrilling up her ass, she could just imagine what a joy it would be to have him shove his huge cock up that tight tunnel, pounding her to jelly and squirting his steaming hot cum enema into her bowels - and then to have her sister suck his thick fuck-juice back out of her overflowing asshole for a finale.
But Beverley's asshole, like her hungry mouth, was going to have to wait its turn.
Her cunt needed attention first.
She slid back down and perched atop his rampant prick, balanced on the bulging cock-knob and squirming around, working it in her cunt slot.
Then she settled down to the base of his cock.
Tommy cried out with rapture as he felt every inch of his cock bury itself up his mother's cunt. His cockmeat throbbed. Her pliable pussy molded to the outline and cunt cream dribbled from her cunt gash, drenching his balls.
Jeez - I'm a mother-fucker, the boy thought.
Sarah was staring into her sister's groin, seeing Tommy's prick embedded to the hilt, fascinated by the sight of that incestuous coupling.
And Sarah was plenty enthused.
But she was still hungry, too.
And then she realized why her sister had mounted Tommy in that backward position!
Beverley had made her cunt and Tommy's cock both available to Sarah, like some well-planned smorgasbord laid out on a table, the succulent meat flavored by a creamy French sauce.
As Beverley held her fuck-hole shoved all the way down on Tommy's towering cocklance, Sarah dropped to her knees on the floor and, switching her ass like a hungry tiger about to pounce, moved towards the banquet.
She began on Tommy's balls.
Her lapper flashed out and she laved all over the youth's solid, swollen balls, then sucked on them as if she were trying to drink his cum right from the source, sucking it through the skin of his balls.
Then she bobbed up and whipped her frenzied tongue against Beverley's clit, as that swollen bud throbbed against the hilt of Tommy's prick.
Sarah was in cock-sucker's heaven, pussy-plater's paradise. The woman adored a mouthful of prick and cherished eating out a cunt. And now she was having both in one sexual stew - and both feasts being incestuous added to the dark delight of dining on a double snack.
She licked her sister's unfolded cuntlips and fluttered her tongue on her clit, then sank down and did some more mouth work on her nephew's big balls.
Beverley began to ride her son's cock slowly, fucking her pussy up and down - and Sarah licked around the edges in a feeding frenzy, an oral orgy that was driving her wild.
Thighs tensing, Beverley rose up her son's cockshaft to the knob and hovered there, quivering. His long, thick cockstalk stood out between them, bolting his balls to her cunt. The dark ventral vein was pushing up the underside of his prick and cunt juice was soaking from Beverley's cunt and trickling slowly down his cockrod.
Sarah fitted her curled tongue against the base of his prick and slurped up his cockshaft, lapping up the pussy nectar from his meaty fucker. She licked Beverley's clit and cuntlips at the top of each stroke and Tommy's balls at the bottom.
Beverley balanced on his cockhead for a while, giving her sister open access to her crotch and Tommy's prick. Sarah licked straight up and down his prick, then criss-crossed her lapper up the underside.
Beverley fucked her cunt back down to the root of her son's cock, juicing it heavily, then drew back up to his cock crown and let Sarah do some more tonguing.
Sarah hungrily lapped the glistening cock-stalk. More cunt cream oozed from Beverley's pussy and washed down. Now it was streaked through with threads of sticky pre-cum, as the youth's piss hole began to seep.
Sarah was going crazy as she savored a delicious blend of sibling slime and nephew nectar.
She drew back for a moment while Beverley fucked her cunt up and down a few times.
Then her head ducked in for another snack.
Sarah sucked Beverley's throbbing clit into her lips and nursed on it, ran her lapper along her unfurled cuntlips, dipped it up into her fuck-hole right alongside Tommy's thick pussy-plunger. Then she lapped his eockshaft and balls again, bobbing up and down.
Tommy began to hump up from the couch, driving his fucker into his mother's cunt as she settled down. Her pelvis turned, grinding her pussy on his tall cocklance.
Sarah tilted her radiant face sideways and placed her parted lips against the heavily veined underside of her nephew's eockshaft. As Tommy and Beverley ground together, Sarah sucked on his prickstalk. _
The youth was fucking through his aunt's avid mouth en route to his mother's cunt.
Tommy bridged and bucked. His hands slid around Beverley's ribcage and kneaded her heavy tits, then moved down to her hips and helped her ride his prick by hauling her pelvis up and down steadily.
Sarah rose, pausing to suck on each of her sister's tit tips, then kissed her on the lips.
"Cream on your son's cock!'' she panted into Beverley's open mouth. "Melt on his fucking meat, Sis!'?
Her slime-soaked lapper played in her sister's mouth for another moment, then she started back down, lingering over a mouthful of tit meat again, then diving into their coupled crotches once more. She mouthed Tommy's massive balls, sucking the solid spheres right into her open maw.
"Shoot in your mom's cunt, Tommy!" she whimpered on a mouthful of gamey ballmeat. "Fill your mom's fuck-hole up for Auntie
Sarah!"
Tommy grunted, hammering up and in violently, jolting his mother on the driving fuck-thrusts. His cock shot into her like a rocket. Beverley matched his increasing tempo, slamming her sodden pussy savagely onto his prick.
Her cunt was sucking so hungrily that she was damned near pulling her pussy inside out as she pulled up his prick. The pliable pink folds of her cuntlips clung to his cockstalk. Sarah's eager tongue splashed into those soaking folds, slurping at the inner cuntmeat.
Beverley shuddered convulsively as she soared to the peak on her son's prick.
"Gumming - cumming!" she cried.
Tommy gasped as he felt his mother's fuck-hole melt on his vibrant cock. Her pussy was filling up with a thick paste of cunt-cum. The boy rammed bis cock into her frantically as his lust surged. Fucking through Sarah's lips, he plunged into Beverley's cunt on the cum-strokes.
His fuck-juice shot into her dynamically, great rising geysers splashing into the core of her cunt and swirling into her own seepage!
They churned together, creaming off steadily. Each time that Beverley felt another spurt of her son's cum hose her, she creamed again. Her pussy was filling to the brim and overflowing lavishly and her sister had gone into a feeding frenzy in her groin, lapping up fuck-slime and sucking it out by the mouthful.
Tommy's prick jolted in, Beverley's cunt fluted up and down his cockrod, and Sarah's tongue was working like a vibrator, fluttering and flashing. The juice-starved lady was sucking up nectar like a hummingbird drinking from a fragrant flower.
Tommy's final squirt ripped from his cock-head and he sank back on the couch, groaning. Beverley fucked up and down on his spent cock-meat for a few more moments, making certain that she had drained off her new desire to the dregs. She held her cunt down on the hilt of his prick for a while, as her sister lapped up the seepage. Then she slowly pulled up and her sodden cunt gash slurped from his cock-knob.
Sarah took Tommy's prick into her mouth and polished it to a gloss, then clamped her lips on Beverley's well-creamed cunt and sucked the fuck-cream out greedily. ifciTommy was finished for a while now - a short while.
As the youth lay gasping, the sexy sisters finished up with an oral encore, sixty-nining each other to foam. Then they, too, were satisfied and content,
Now it was time for Tommy and Beverley to go back home, before anyone wondered what was keeping them.
Beverley and Sarah arranged to get together again very soon, for another sibling suck-session and some more incest with Tommy.
Tommy put his bike in the back of the car and Beverley drove them home. They kept exchanging sly glances as she drove along. Neither of them had the slightest misgivings or regrets about what they had done - and both were looking forward to the next time.
Tommy had another hard-on before they reached the house ...
Chapter Ten
Arnold lingered in his little girl's crotch, licking her pussy while the girl squealed and pleaded for a cuntful of his big, hard prick. His mouth was lovely, certainly, but the youngster was desperate to get fucked.
Then he moved slowly up her nubile body. He licked up her slim tummy and nursed on her nipples. His mouth clamped on hers and they kissed lovingly. Tasting her own pussy juice on her daddy's tongue made her even hotter.
He was kneeling between her thighs now, his prick levered up against her downy cunt mound. He frigged up and down across her vee, his balls rubbing her pussy. He shifted up higher and stroked his cock between her cute tits. She tongued the cocktip as it emerged from the cleft. But she didn't start sucking, knowing that once she began to nurse on his prick she might be unable to stop until she'd had a drink - and as much as she adored swallowing her father's fuck-juice, her seething cunt hole needed his next load more than her mouth.
The girl figured that the best way to get his cock up her cunt was to make her mouth inaccessible. Squirming and twisting, she threw one hip up and turned, so that she was kneeling on all fours. Her head was down on the bed and her lovely little ass was hiked up at the highest point of her position, wriggling invitingly.
"Fuck me like a doggy, Daddy!" she begged.
Arnold stared at her haunches, grimacing with desire. Holding her by the hips, he lowered his head and began to run his tongue up through the crack of her ass. Then he started rimming out her fragrant, flavorsome shit hole. He stabbed into the puckered brown ring, dipped down to do some more cunt-lapping from behind, then came back up for another snack of tangy asshole.
Rearing up, he jammed his loins out. His prick nestled in the cleft between her ass cheeks. He began to run it up and down. The fat cock-knob brushed across her asshole, and Honey whimpered at the sensation.
"You wanna fuck my ass, Daddy?" she moaned.
He groaned wordlessly.
"You can ass-fuck me. Ooooh, I want itl But you gotta screw my cunt first."
Arnold saw that there was to be no avoiding that act of ultimate incest - that substituting her mouth or asshole was not going to satisfy him, nor did he have the willpower to resist.
Holding her by the hips, he dragged his cock down the crack of her ass and angled it into her crotch. His bloated cockhead throbbed in her cunt gash.
"Ahhhhh - shove it in me!" she wailed.
He began to inch in slowly. He was staring Sirnn in awe, watching his thick cock slowly disappearing into his little girl's pink pussy slot.
The prick-knob vanished, then half of his cock-shaft sank in. He paused.
Her little pussy was sucking his big cock like her mouth had done.
He hauled back on her haunches and fucked in to the hilt.
"Ahhhhhh!'' she sighed, as she felt her cunt stuffed with her daddy's cockmeat.
He held all of his prick jammed up her pussy. They were both happy that he had already gotten his rocks off plenty - so that this first fucking would last for a long time.
He pulled out to the prick-knob, paused, then fucked his cock in balls-deep again. Honey undulated and squirmed, writhing on the deep penetration. His prick was so long that the cock-head was grinding into virgin territory, throbbing in cherry regions of her pussy.
"Fuck - fuck - fuck!" he gasped, each time he drove his cock in, defining the action.
She groped back between her kneeling thighs and fondled his hairy balls. His hands slid up to play with her firm young tits. Her face turned from side to side, eyes glazed, lips drooling, countenance glowing with passion.
Her hips rolled and her ass bounced as she met his cock-lunges. Her curved ass slapped against his flat belly as he fucked his cock in to the hilt. He was tilting her haunches up on his fuck-thrusts, jerking her knees up from the groaning bed. The girl was in ecstasy. She was yelping like a bitch in heat as he hammered a doggy-style fuck to her.
His ass corkscrewed. He dipped up and down, changing the angles. He poured an underslung cock-stroke into her, rubbing the full length of his cockshaft over her fiery clit, then pumped in from above, pressing her haunches down.
He jerked back hard and his prick-knob slipped out and snapped up, slapping his belly and then wedging into the cleft between her ass cheeks.
The cockhead flared in her tight little asshole;
Arnold figured that while he was there, he had might as well feed her a few fuck-strokes up the ass. He began to burrow into the snug slot.
Honey squealed and shoved back eagerly.
His cockhead was the fattest part of his prick.. As it probed deep into her ass guts, it was spreading her open, blazing a trail for his cock-stalk to follow.
Her ass muscles relaxed to accommodate his huge fucker and, with a sudden lurch, he buried all of his massive prick into her asshole.
She whined and whimpered. It hurt a bit, but only slightly. And the tingle of pain was serving to pleasantly embellish the thrill of it.
He began to fuck her ass with steady strokes. As his prick sank in, his balls swung into her crotch and splashed in her soaking cunt slot. His cock plugged her asshole full, and her cunt juiced on his balls.
Honey half expected his prick to come out of her mouth, transfixing her digestive tract. The enormous cock-knob was flaring deep in her bowels and his iron-hard cockrod was levering like a crowbar up the coils of her ass guts. "Yeah, Daddy - pack the fudge!" she wailed. Grunting, he rammed in savagely. His cock was ballooning and throbbing dynamically. She grasped his balls and rubbed them in her gooey pussy gash as he fucked his cock up her ass with vigorous strokes.
Honey's shit chute was sucking on his cock-meat as if she were trying to digest it from the wrong end, to swallow his prick in reverse. It was like getting a blow-job backwards, he thought, as he buried his cock. His cock-knob was going in so deep that he figured it must be in her belly, splashing around in the cum she had swallowed from the other end.
"Daddy - don't cum!" she gurgled.
Arnold understood that his daughter still wanted his next cum-load in her cunt - that ass-fucking was a pleasure they could share in the future, but that now she was desperate for a pussy full of his cum.
He pounded a few more strokes into her asshole, then pulled his prick out and guided the cock-knob back into her foaming cunt tunnel. He inched the thick cockrod in, filling her pussy once again.
Holding his cock buried, he panted over her haunches, clinging to her like a rutting beast. Her lithe hips rotated and her cunt hole dragged and pulled, the inner rings clamped tightly to his cock contours.
He began to throw the cockmeat to her steadily again. Honey fucked under him gleefully. This wonderful fucking was going on and on, prolonged and sustained.
Honey wanted the fucking to last for ages.
As long as they had time to finish fucking before her mother got home from shopping. As it turned out, they didn't have time - and did, too.
Beverley drove the car into the garage, turned off the ignition and looked across at Tommy.
He was grinning wickedly.
"Mom - I can't take this into the house, "he croaked, motioning at his enormous hard-on. His prick was holding his jeans up like a tent pole.
"I'd better empty it for you again, hmmmm?" she purred, licking her lips.
"Oh, yeah!" he enthused, staring hard at her sensual lips and moist pink tongue.
Beverley opened her son's jeans and undid his belt. His fly spread open in a vee and his sturdy fucker stood rampant and rock hard. She leaned over him, gazing hungrily at the succulent slab of his cockhead,
She lowered her face and began to swipe her lapper around on his cockhead. Ducking lower, she lapped his balls, then licked up his cockstalk, She pushed the tip of her tongue into his open piss hole.
He moaned and humped up, brushing his cock-knob against her pursed lips. A trickle of cock-lube dribbled from the cleft and she shot her tongue out and gathered it up like a frog snatching a juicy bug from the air.
The prospect of sucking her son off thrilled Beverley almost as much as fucking him had. But she was thinking that it would be wise to get him milked off as quickly as possible, under the circumstances. She sure didn't want her husband to happen into the garage and catch her giving their son a blow-job.
She couldn't imagine what Arnold would think - not knowing that he and Honey had already "experienced the delights of oral incest together.
She took the head of Tommyh's cock into her mouth and began to suck on it. Her hand folded around his cockshaft and she began to frig him up and down, adding manual stimulation to the mouth work, knowing from experience that this was the quickest way to drain off a cock.
Tommy pumped up and down, feeding her half of his prick as she frigged the lower half in her fist, jacking him off into her greedy maw.
He watched, thrilled to see his cock in his mom's maw.
Getting sucked off by his mother excited the youth more than getting head from his sexy Aunt Sarah. It was even naughtier - and therefore more thrilling, making his mind as hot as his cock.
"Cum, darling - cum for Mommy - " she purred.
Pre-cum began to slime her tongue. She swallowed noisily and nursed more from his cleft. She would have loved to suck him for hours, pausing whenever he seemed about to blow his wad so that he would recede from the crest, then starting the slow build-up again. As soon as they had lots of time alone together, she wanted to go around the world on the boy, licking every inch of his youthful body as a preliminary, then drinking his cum-load to the last drop.
But at the moment she was working towards a quick and tasty conclusion with total concentration. She blew down his cockstalk, then inhaled on it, breathing in the fragrant aroma as she savored the flavor.
Tommy humped up but he could only get about half of his prick into his mother's mouth as she gripped the bottom portion in her fist. She frigged up and her hand bumped against her mouth, then she pumped back down and caused his cockhead to bulge and flare in her lips.
Sucking hard, she stroked his cock faster. Her fist was flying up and down, wrist flipping, as if she were shaking a cocktail or mixing a milkshake.
"Ummmmm!" she moaned as a glob of cock-lube soaked into her lapper meat.
Tommy stopped trying to hump and bridged his lean body up, loins thrusting. He held steady in that arch, letting his mom do the job by mouth and hand. Her head moved up and down on his cock-knob and half of his cockshaft and her fist pounded on the lower cockstalk furiously.
Her free hand cupped his balls, gently squeezing, testing the tension as his cum-load increased. Hot for his jizz, she was gulping and slurping, gasping and sputtering, gargling and slobbering on his succulent fucker. His prick was delicious, and the prospect of milking it tantalizing.
Beverley always loved sucking young men's pricks and the pure joy of giving head to her son was driving her wild.
Her wrist turned rapidly, moving her fist up and down on the iron-hard cockrod, and her mouth was working with such enthusiasm she seemed to be trying to drag the fuck-juice from his balls by the steady suction.
"Mom - unghhhh!"
Beverley gave a joyful squeal as the boy soared to the peak and his prick vibrated in her mouth.
His balls throbbed in her left hand.
His cock gave a violent lurch in her right fist, as the cum sped up the cockshaft.
Then cock spume was hosing her mouth and throat in a foaming deluge.
No cum had ever satisfied the woman so much as this cum from her son's balls. Hot and thick and creamy, his jism kept squirting into her greedy mouth, filling her maw again as soon as she swallowed a load.
Beverley sucked on her son's prick and gulped down the creamy reward, nursing on his cum-spurting cockhead as her fist kept frigging more from his balls.
Tommy moaned and sank back in the seat, feeling as if he'd had his guts sucked out through his cock. His mother kept on sucking, coaxing out the last sweet globs of cum from his piss hole and squeezing the dregs from his balls.
Then she drew her hand away and ducked down, swallowing to the root of his drained prick and sucking the overflow back from his cockshaft. She bobbed up and down a few times, then pulled her lips from his cock and used her flashing tongue to lap up the stray drops of jizz from his balls.
She looked up at him, grinning lasciviously.
"Is Mommy's mouth nice?" she purred.
"Jeez, Mom - you're a swell cock-sucker!"
"I'll blow you all the time from now on, darling - except when we fuck, instead."
Tommy beamed at the prospect.
And, speaking of fucking, Beverley's cunt was steaming and smoldering and juicing. Swallowing her son's jizz had made her hot to fuck him again.
She considered fucking in the car, but decided against it. It wouldn't be a comfortable coupling in the confines of the car, grinding awkwardly together - and, too, it would be risky, in case Arnold suddenly appeared. Sucking cock, she could have stopped in time, but if they were fucking away, discovery would be certain.
Still, she was desperate for a cuntful of cockmeat.
If Arnold was still home, she would drag him back to bed for another marital mating - while she thought in detail about fucking and sucking with Tommy.
And if Arnold and Honey had gone out, she would have a chance to fuck her son in comfort.
Happy with the prospect, Beverley gave Tommy's cock a last slurp, sucking up a few errant drops of cum and leaving his cockmeat polished and glistening like a wet bone.
She tucked his prick away and zippered him up. His fly still bulged with the fat load of his cock and balls, and she patted it affectionately.
She licked the incriminating flecks of jism from her lips and checked in the rearview mirror to make sure that no suspicious streaks were dripping from her chin or smearing her cheeks.
Satisfied that her face appeared the picture of unfucked innocence, she straightened out hei] jq disheveled clothing and composed herself as best she could. Her cunt was bubbling, but there was nothing that she could do about that. Her pussy was going to keep right on bubbling until she got fucked.
Then Beverley and Tommy went into the house.
There was no one downstairs. Beverley didn't suppose that Arnold or Honey would be in bed at this hour of the day, and she assumed the house was empty.
"Wanna go upstairs for another fuck?" she asked her son.
He nodded eagerly.
They mounted the staircase hand in hand - and halted on the landing, hearing muffled sounds coming from Honey's bedroom.
They exchanged puzzled glances.
The bedroom door was open, arid the sounds were sexual - the bed creaking and groaning, lots of panting and moaning. Beverley figured that either her daughter was giving herself a frenzied finger-fucking, or she had sneaked a boy into her bedroom.
She grinned, delighted by the prospect of playing the peeper on her little girl - especially since she would be sharing the sight with her son. She held a finger to her lips, cautioning Tommy to be quiet. He nodded, understanding his mother's lewd intentions and just as keen to spy, himself. He had the hots for his nubile little sister and now, knowing that his mother was an incestuous cunt-lapper, he correctly surmised that she, too, was horny for Honey.
If they found Honey giving herself a hand-job, it seemed more than likely she would welcome their arrival. More incest might be in the cards!
Still holding hands, Tommy and Beverley tiptoed down the corridor.
Cheek to cheek, they peered into the young girl's bedroom.
And they got one hell of a surprise . . .
Chapter Eleven
Arnold was pounding a ferocious animal-style fucking into Honey as she knelt before him.
Astonishment, quickly followed by lustful fascination, registered on Beverley's and Tommy's faces as, mother and son, they thrilled to the depraved sight of a daddy doggy-fucking his daughter!
Since they had just enjoyed the same incestuous pleasure, themselves, neither Beverley nor Tommy was scandalized - but they were sure intrigued.
They lingered for a moment, watching.
It was evident that this wasn't the first sexual act that Honey and her father had committed today.
As her pretty face swung from side to side, they saw that her lips were all slathered with jism, and as her butt tilted up on Arnold's savage fuck-thrusts, the cheeks of her ass parted and they could see trickles of frothy pre-cum dribbling from her asshole.
Tommy glanced at his mother to see how the woman was taking this revelation.
Beverley was smiling gleefully.
"Shall we join them?" she whispered.
Tommy's head jerked up and down and his prick echoed that action in his jeans.
He started to walk right in.
"Wait," Beverley whispered.
The woman realized that if the rest of the family simply marched in and caught father and daughter fucking, it might be embarrassing, to say the least - and probably disrupt the mood.
She began to strip her clothing off, motion-! ing for Tommy to do the same. Tommy quickt Iy understood that it would be less of a shock for Honey and Dad if the new arrivals were naked when they presented themselves. He ripped his clothing off. Beverley held his cock in her hand and he cupped a fat tit and they gazed in for another moment, watching Honey's ass jolt up and down on Arnold's cock. Then they walked in together. "Oh, shit!" Arnold yelped. Honey's head jerked around. Her eyes widened in alarm and her cum drenched lips gasped.
"M-Mom - Tommy!" she sputtered. But then they saw that Beverley and Tommy were naked, and grinning and that Beverley had her hand on his stiff prick and he was feeling her tit. It came to them in a flash that they were not the only members of the family who were interested in incest.
"It's okay," Beverley assured them. "Tommy and I have been fucking and sucking, too."
Arnold blinked at the news that his wife had been getting fucked by their son. He actually felt a twinge of jealousy. But then he felt a far greater surge of lust, and his cock gave a savage jolt in his daughter's pussy.
Beverley skinned back on Tommy's prick, making the cock-knob stand out, throbbing.
Honey's eyes gleamed when she gazed at that delicious-looking sibling cockmeat.
"Put it in your sister's mouth!" Beverley rasped.
"Oooooh - yeah!" Honey cried.
Her mouth fairly jumped open and her lapper shot out in anticipation. Sex with her big brother was almost as exciting as sex with her father - and the thought of having them both at the same time made the youngster hotter than hell.
Tommy knelt on the bed in front of the kneeling girl. He glanced at his father as if seeking permission. Arnold grinned approvingly. He had stopped fucking his prick into Honey now, holding it buried and waiting for Tommy to link up at the other end before he continued.
Tommy thrust his hard-on out into Honey's face, and she sucked it into her mouth with enthusiasm. He began to fuck her face and Arnold renewed his churning assault on her cunt as they double-fucked the kid.
Honey was tumbled and buffeted between them. Tommy rammed in, stuffing her mouth as her father withdrew. Then Arnold fucked his prick up into her cunt core as her brother drew out to the cock-knob.
They pumped the cockmeat to her with alternate strokes, then fell into harmony, fucking into the nubile girl from both ends at the same time.
As those two giant cocks plunged into her, Honey felt as if she were transfixed, speared through and through. She had the fanciful thought that their cockheads must be bumping together somewhere in the middle of her body.
Tommy fucked her mouth like a cunt hole and her little cunt swallowed her daddy's big cock like a mouth. She took her brother's cock down her throat, gurgling and gulping, and her pussy slurped and squished and sloshed as it enveloped the massive cockmeat that Arnold was pumping to her.
The youngster's smooth, sleek, sexy body undulated between them, coiling up, then uncurling. She glanced sideways at her mom, happy to see that the voluptuous woman was watching her with total approval. Beverley licked her lips suggestively.
Honey moaned on a mouthful of sibling prick as she realized that her mom was hot for her too.
For a few minutes, Beverley was content to watch. It was certainly the most thrilling thing she had ever looked upon. Honey's lips were pulling outwards as they clung to her brother's cockshaft on the backstroke, and her pussy was dragging as it sucked on her daddy's cock at the other end.
Tommy and Arnold fucked the cock to the kid in tandem, riding her like a bicycle.
Her curly head jumped forward as she gorged on her brother's yummy face-fucker and her ass and hips jerked convulsively as she pumped away, doggy-fucking with daddy. Her cute tits were jiggling under her like ripe fruit ready to be plucked. Drool spilled from her'lips and cunt juice was pouring from her pussy slot.
And Beverley's tongue was going crazy.
The woman just had to get involved.
She turned over onto her back and snaked in under Honey, squirming and wriggling. The girl's tits were over her face, and Beverley craned her neck and raised her head and began to nurse on a swollen pink nipple.
"Mom sucks cunt, too," Tommy rasped.
Arnold's cock surged when he heard that, and
Honey's pussy got even wetter at the prospect. The girl was really looking forward to completing the cycle, enjoying her mother's tongue and pussy as well as her daddy's prick and her brother's prick, fulfilling all the family functions.
Beverley tit-sucked for a moment, then slid back out and turned onto her knees again. She began to crawl up and down beside them, her tongue hangingout and drooling, ready to lick around the edges.
She shifted behind Tommy and licked his asshole, then lowered her head and lapped at his balls as they came swinging in and out between his hard thighs. The boy yelped and fed the cockmeat to his sister as the stimulation of his mother's tongue embellished the sensation.
Then Beverley shuffled down to the other end and licked Arnold's ass and mouthed his balls, in turn, He whacked the cockmeat into Honey in a frenzy. Her fuck-hole was so gooey now that he had to haul back hard to withdraw, pulling his prick through her clinging pastepot of a pussy.
Beverley knelt upright again, then leaned down over Honey's heaving haunches. The curve of the girl's ass was slapping against her father's flat belly and then, as he withdrew, her ass cheeks opened, exposing her puckered little asshole. Beverley ducked down and fucked her tongue into Honey's asshole.
Arnold had dribbled pre-cum into Honey's ass, and now Beverley sucked it out, flavored and scented delightfully from that musky brown slot.
She whimpered as she sucked, and Honey whimpered on Tommy's prick as she felt her asshole getting enthusiastically rimmed and reamed and knew for a certainty that she and her mom had lots of cunt-lapping ahead of them.
Eager to be hosed with jizz, Honey began to pound her head furiously onto her brother's prick and to whip her pussy on her father's cock frantically.
"Cum in her - cum in her!" Beverley was gasping, her lips mouthing the words into the girl's shitter.
Arnold watched his wife's tongue probing their little girl's asshole, adding visual stimulation to the sensation of Honey's suction-cup cunt. He howled like a wolf, throwing his head and shoulders back, thrusting his loins out and heaving her haunches up on his big fucker.
His balls erupted and his cum-load cascaded into his daughter's steaming pussy. He howled again and shot off again.
Honey felt her father's fuck-juice rocket into her cunt. She lashed her loins wildly about and sucked voraciously on her brother's cock at the other end.
Tommy gasped and groaned like a beast as he swirled to the peak of passion. His climax hit him violently and the forbidden fruit of his sibling slime filled his little sister's mouth.
Honey gurgled with joy as she drank her brother's cock cream greedily and her fuck-hole swallowed up her daddy's thick cum gluttonously. The youngster was getting hosed full of cum and she still yearned for more.
Tommy slowed down and Arnold flagged. They pumped the last squirts into the girl and clung over her, mounted at opposite ends, panting and gasping.
Honey let Tommy's cock slip from her lips and turned her radiant face to her mother. Beverley kissed on, sucking cum and saliva from her daughter's mouth. Seeing this Tommy's cock lurched and began stiffening once again. His mother saw his cock and turned away from her daughter, renewed interest gleaming in her eyes.
At this point Tommy couldn't restrain a moan of arousal. Unbeknownst to Beverly, her lips were already beginning to pucker out into cock sucking position and Tommy could see her tongue running back and forth inside her mouth as if she already had his cock in her mouth. Knowing what coming his cock began throbbing and jerking completely beyond his control. As his mother came closer he grinned from ear to ear and thought, "This is gonna be good."
