Today's middle-class Americans maintain a stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.
There is alcoholism and promiscuous sex for the adult and teenager alike, and for some, the breakup of marital relationships as a result of mate-swapping. The children observe their parents' so-called mature life-styles. The mark is made, the effect lasts a lifetime.
This is the story of a family and a time of debauchery, where family relationships mean nothing and the satisfaction of the senses means everything. What happens to the members of this family is a startling revelation of how events can alter personalities, how fate plays with all.
THE FAMILY PUTS OUT-a novel with a lesson for those unaware of what is really happening behind many of the closed doors in America.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
It was morning.
The sun was steadily rising in the east, and Trevor Hamilton's prick was steadily rising from his groin. Trevor was still sleeping, lying on his back.
His voluptuous wife Jessica had awakened some minutes before. She woke up horny, as she usually did. First she glanced at the bedside clock to make sure that they had time for morning sex before her husband had to shower and get dressed for work.
There was time. Not a lot, and she guessed it would have to be a fast fuck, but that was okay.
Quickies were fun, too.
Then she looked across at his crotch.
Trevor didn't have a hard-on and he was slumbering in a peaceful manner. But, even soft, his cock was an impressive hunk of meat, looping down his thigh in a fat coil, thick-stalked and heavy-headed.
His balls looked satisfyingly full and solid, having built up a new load during the night to replace the one that he had emptied into her at bedtime.
Jessica was feeling playful as well as passionate. Love and lust were always twisted together in her mind, like some Gordian knot of emotions. She could make sex a game - or make it serious business.
She rolled over onto her belly and began to blow very gently onto his groin. She was touching him, just pursing her lips and puffing from a few inches away.
The light from the oblong window lay in a path over his loins and elongated prick. Dust motes were dancing around his fat, purple cock-knob.
As she blew on his prick, it began to rise up like a phoenix from the ashes. The cock hardened and lengthened and straightened from his groin, standing proud and erect in the illuminating sunbeams.
His rugged, handsome face began to shift from the placid peace of sleep to that of arousal.
His lips squared back from his white teeth and his eyelashes flickered. His lean jaw tightened and his breathing became heavier.
Jessica wondered if he was dreaming.
She wondered if he would wake up or if she could gently coax him to the end of a wet dream.
She blew some more. His bulging cockhead began to glow like a neon bulb.
She touched her tongue to the slab.
She drew back after one light lick, watching her saliva sizzle on the hot meat.
Ducking down, she tongued his swollen cumbags for a little while, then licked up and down the heavily veined underside of his stiff prick.
His prick was starting to hum like a tuning fork now, jolting and jerking and swelling. His pisshole opened and a quick-silvery glob of pre-cum oozed out.
Jessica slurped it up, using her tongue like a meaty ladle. She savored the succulent slime in her mouth, letting it trickle over her tongue, making her taste buds tingle. Then she swallowed it.
Could she make him cum without waking him?
Jessica loved it in the mouth almost as much as she loved it in the cunt, nor was she selfish about sex. She was willing to guide him to the gooey termination of a dream, even if it meant that her pussy had to do without.
She always had her dildo.
She slipped her sweet lips over his cock-knob and started to suck softly.
But then his eyes opened.
He looked confused for a moment, caught in the hazy, indistinct world between dream and reality. Then he saw that his lovely lady was sucking on his prickhead, and a leer turned his lips to a twisted and lustful configuration.
She smiled up at him, turning her head on the pivot of his rampant cock, her sensual lips turning outwards on the fat slab as she smiled.
Since he was no longer asleep and in the throes of an erotic dream, she figured that she might as well have a cunt full as a mouthful.
She gave his cockhead a last loving slurp, then drew away and sprawled out on her back. She bridged her curvy body, heaving her tits up.
Her fat, rosy nipples were standing up like rockets ready to be launched from their areola pads. Trevor bent over her and sucked a fat nub into his lips, sucking on her nipple as she had his cock-knob.
Mouthing her tit, he looked at the clock and saw that they didn't have a lot of time.
Jessica understood his glance and parted her meaty thighs, lifting her knees up and tilting her cunt up to the elevation of coupling.
Trevor mounted her missionary style. They both enjoyed variety in sex and various positions, but when time was a factor, it was more efficient with him on top.
He grasped his prick by the hilt and guided the bulging cockhead into her gooey gash. He stirred the knob around in her cunt a few times. Then he braced his knees and his ass tightened and he shoveled it all up her pussy.
She threw her legs around him, clamping him to her as they held the full penetration. He was grinding his cock around inside her cunt, and she was squirming and wriggling on that prick.
Then he began to slide in and out.
He pulled his prick back until only the huge head was in her pussy, paused, then fed all of the mighty cock back up her cunt.
Jessica met him, matching his pace and intensity. Her wet cunt was sucking like a mouth on his cock, swallowing him as he plunged in.
Trevor grunted. His cock hissed up her cunt-sleeve, and her wet pussy squished and squelched juicily as it clung to the sliding prick. His balls swung in and slapped against the upthrust cheeks of her churning ass. Those bags were so full of cum that they hit her ass with a dull thud.
She reached down and felt around in her groin, fingering his prick as it went greasily in and out, playing with her clit, fondling his balls. Her clit was smoldering like a fuse, all set to ignite the explosion of her cumming.
"Shoot! Shoot in me!" she wailed.
She was hovering just under the crest, waiting for Trevor to join her at the joyous peak of passion, knowing it felt better to cream at the same time that he - or any guy, for that matter - was spurting his spunk up her.
Trevor fell to with a vengeance, really pounding and hammering into her cunt. He drove her ass down into the bed, then hiked it up with an under slung stroke. Taking his weight on his hands and knees, he wallowed his prick into her in a frenzy. His head tipped back and he howled like a banshee.
They were making a lot of noise in the morning quiet. The bed was squeaking under them and they were both panting and gasping and moaning. Jessica wondered if their teenaged kids were listening to the sounds of parental passion. She hoped so! It gave the wanton woman a kinky kick to imagine that Danny and Barbara could hear the randy rutting!
"Cum, darling!" she cried louder than necessary, making sure that her squeals could be overheard.
He snorted like a bull and his balls blew. His hot, thick slime came squirting into the core of her cunt, spraying her lavishly.
Jessica let herself go, joining him. Her clit exploded savagely and her fuck-box began to dissolve, turning to paste around his prick. He kept on pumping the spunk into her and her cunt-cum came gushing out to mingle with it.
"Ahhhhh-fill me, baby! Don't stop!" she gurgled, adoring the feeling of being hosed with jizz.
He shot off as he plowed in and shot off again on the backstroke, cumming on the rebound. Each time his prick stuffed her pussy, that fat, tight-fitting cock was pumping their combined cream out.
Her groin had turned to a swamp. His cock kept pounding into that morass, adding more goo.
At long last he began to flag. He lost the rhythm. His strokes continued, but they had become jerky now. Jessica was fucking faster than her husband was now, driving her cunt up and down on his faltering cock as she worked her own dynamic cumming off to the final sweet spasms and the last of her seepage.
She shuddered as the highest crest held in her loins, then slumped back, slowing down.
They embraced, clinging tightly together in the panting aftermath of their simultaneous orgasm.
And as the sounds they were making grew softer, Jessica distinctly heard another bed groaning like a delayed echo of their own frantic lust.
CHAPTER TWO
The sounds were coming faintly from across the hallway, and Jessica knew that Danny must be pounding his prick as he lay on his bed, his youthful lust inspired by hearing his mom and dad fucking.
It thrilled her to the core.
And it was giving the naughty lady depraved ideas.
After a few minutes, Trevor pulled his spent prick out of her, kissed her affectionately, and got up. He went to take his shower and Jessica stayed on the bed for a while, thinking all sorts of forbidden thoughts.
When Trevor was dressed they went down to breakfast. She wore a sexy, revealing negligee. After they were seated at the kitchen table, Danny and Barbara came down as well. It was summer vacation and both kids were dressed for a day beside the pool.
Barbara, blonde and bouncy and nubile, was wearing a skimpy bikini swim suit that fit her like another skin, molded to her ripe curves.
Danny, tall and sturdy and athletic, wore only a pair of trunks. His mother could see that the boy was well-hung like his father. The front of his tight trunks bulged out, packed solid with cock and balls.
Jessica could just imagine how he had looked as he jerked off on his bed. The idea thrilled her. How she wished that she could have seen him as he pulled his fist up and down on his cock and shot his wad off.
Trevor had a hasty breakfast and left for work. The kids finished and went out to the pool in back. Jessica went back upstairs.
She went into Danny's room. His bed was unmade, the sheets wrinkled-and as she had hoped and guessed, there was a gooey patch where the boy's jizz had been spilled and was congealing.
Jessica curled onto her son's bed and bent down, rubbing her nose in the slimy puddle and sniffing as she inhaled the tangy, starchy aroma of his jizz.
'What a waste,' the lustful lady thought.
But it didn't have to be a total waste of tasty spunk, after all. She nuzzled it with her nose, then slipped her tongue out and began to lap it up.
The flavor of her teenaged son's fuck-juice was driving her taste buds crazy. She slurped and slobbered, gathering it all. If Danny's juice was so succulent lapped up from a sterile bed sheet, his mom could just imagine what it would be like to gulp a load straight from his spurting prick! She sucked the sheet into her mouth and munched and chewed, getting all the goodness out of the fabric. Her hot tongue soaked it up like a sponge.
After a while, she left his room, horny as hell and thinking that she would give herself a good frigging with her electric, cock-shaped dildo.
But then, on a sudden whim, she looked into her little girl's room, as well.
Barbara, who was a lot neater than her brother, had carefully made her bed after she got up. For an instant, her mother was disappointed.
Then she noticed the candle. It was a large, red, waxen taper, and it had been placed on the night table beside the bed. And it looked greasy, as if it had been lit and the wax had started to melt. But the wick had not been burned.
Jessica picked the candle up and gazed at it. It was just about the size of a prick, she figured, handling it. Then she held it to her nose and sniffed.
'Holy shit,' she thought.
She inhaled again, but there could be no doubt. She was sniffing cunt-juice!
The woman knew in a flash just what must have happened that morning. Listening to her mother and father fucking, Barbara must have gotten as horny as her brother had and, not having a vibrator or dildo, the sexy teenager had used the object nearest to hand and most suitably shaped to play the substitute cock.
While Danny was pounding his prick in his fist, Barbara had been fucking herself on the candle.
Jessica felt dizzy with desire as her fevered imagination summoned up that image in all the juicy details. It turned her on every bit as much as the knowledge that her son had been jacking off had done.
Jessica was certainly not a lesbian. She adored cock too much to ever be a dyke. But that didn't mean that the lusty lady didn't enjoy cunt-lapping. As a teenager herself, she had often done some mutual pussy-eating with her girlfriends and, at school, she had tongued cunt with her roommate almost every night when they didn't have dates.
She hadn't had a chance for such deviate delights lately, being a happily married woman. But she had missed the variety and thought about it a lot, with fond remembrance. Now she was going wild with passion as she thought about her nubile daughter's juicy pussy.
She began to lick the candlestick, tasting the cunt-nectar on the waxy shaft. It made her as hot and hungry and horny as tasting her son's spunk had. Holding the red taper at the hilt, she began to push it in and out of her lips, sucking on it just as if she had a mouthful of cock. Her mouth was so hot that the candle was starting to go limp and sag, and her tongue was sizzling in her drool. She sucked every drop of her little girl's cunt-goo off the long stick, relishing it, sighing and whimpering as incestuous images danced in her mind.
When she had sucked the candle clean, she replaced it on the night stand and left her daughter's bedroom. She went back to her own room, once again intending to use her battery-powered dildo on her steamy cunt.
The incest - to this point - was all in her mind.
It did no harm to have those juicy fantasies, and she wasn't planning to make them reality.
But something was about to change her mind.
She got the big plastic prick out of her dresser drawer, where it lived amidst her sexy panties and garter belts. But before she switched it on, she figured she should check that the kids were still out by the pool.
The vibrator made quite a lot of noise, and Jessica didn't want her children to hear the suspicious humming as she used it on her pussy. So she went over and looked out the bedroom window, which overlooked the pool.
And she found out that her teenaged kids already knew a few things about incest.
CHAPTER THREE
Barbara and Danny were lying on air mattresses beside the pool, side by side. The girl had removed the top of her bikini, baring her torso to the sun.
As their mother looked out to make sure she still had privacy for a buzzing vibration job, Danny was glancing at the house, seeking privacy for his own ends.
The boy grinned and moved a hand onto one of his sister's plump tits.
Barbara smiled and made no attempt to resist - and their mother gasped in the window above.
She could hear her son speak.
"Boy - Mom and Dad really had a loud, juicy fuck this morning, eh, Sis?" he rasped.
"Yeah - Mom's real hot," the blonde girl replied.
Danny was kneading her firm, thrusting tit and plucking at the swollen, saucy pink tip.
"You frig off while you was listening, Sis?" the boy asked huskily.
"Sure," the pretty little nymphet responded. "Why? Didn't you?"
"Yeah - I jacked off," he admitted.
Jessica already knew about both of those self-gratifying events, since the horny housewife had licked up both of her teenaged kids' cum-juices, but it thrilled her to overhear them talking that way together. They weren't as innocent, obviously, as she had supposed them to be, in her parental ignorance.
It was driving her wild.
Danny kept on feeling his sister's sweet tits, making the girl wriggle and squirm. He was belly-down on the inflated mattress and his ass was hiking up as his hard-on levered down into the air-filled cushion.
"Let's get in the pool, okay, Sis?" the boy rasped with a meaningful note in his voice.
Barbara grinned and nodded.
Jessica was holding her breath. She wasn't sure just how naughty her kids were, but it was sure as shit turning her on. The dark charm of incest held her enthralled. Horny to begin with from licking up Danny's jizz and sucking Barbara's cunt-juice from the candle, now she began to blaze.
Her nipples shot out like high-caliber bullets, and her clit stuck out from her gooey cunt like a post jutting from a pool of quicksand. Her tongue slid out, as well, as if it were being drawn to those sexy teenaged bodies like an iron filing attracted to a meaty magnet.
Danny got up. His swim trunks were bulging out, packed full of cock and balls. His mother knew that he had drained a load out no more than an hour ago and that he had cum a lot, since she had lapped the lavish spillage up. If his balls were full again, the boy must be virile as hell. He dove into the pool with a splash.
Barbara got up, too. Her bare tits swung saucily and her adorable ass wriggled, molded in the tiny bikini bottom, the line of her ass-cleft showing above and the half moons of her asscheeks visible below. She jumped into the pool, too.
The siblings were standing on the bottom, the surface halfway up their torsos. They obviously hadn't gone in for a swim. They waded toward each other. Both glanced toward the house, making sure they weren't being observed. It didn't dawn on them to look at the upstairs window.
Then they embraced with far more than the normal affection between siblings.
Her bare tits brushed his hard chest and she rolled her gently rounded tummy on his loins. He stroked her sleek, damp flanks, then reached behind her to cup the cheeks of her ass and tug her loins to his. He ground his hard cock and swollen balls against her belly, his ass corkscrewing.
They kissed lightly, then with more passion. Their lips parted. They swapped tongues and saliva back and forth, panting and drooling into each other's open mouth.
Barbara slid both hands down between them and began to tug his swimming trunks down. His cock emerged, then his balls.
Seen from above, magnified by the refraction of the water, Danny's prick looked as huge as a telephone pole. The knob towered up tall, almost breaking the surface, lurking there like an elongated sea monster.
Barbara giggled as she looked down and saw how desperately horny her brother was.
But Jessica sure wasn't giggling. She was green with envy, wishing that it were she who was standing in that pool with her son.
If his sister played with his prick, why should his mother do without?
All sorts of sordid schemes and plans were tumbling through her mind as she watched, enjoying playing the peeper, but eager for audience participation, too.
Barbara cupped Danny's balls in her left hand, jiggling them in her palm as if weighing his load. They floated in her hand like a mine in a shipping lane.
She folded her right hand around his thick, veined cock, squeezing the throbbing prick. Then, holding his cockhead to her tits, she began to frig up and down.
As her fist pulled up, his foreskin rolled over the ledge of his cock-knob like a fleshy carpet, and as she pumped down, that fat slab flared out, skinned naked, his pisshole open like the gaping maw of a striking shark. She stroked his cock and rubbed the edge of her thumb against the sensitive underside of his cock-knob, where it flared out from the shaft.
Barbara obviously knew all about jerking a guy off, and she was steadily pumping toward the creamy conclusions of the sibling stroking.
Globs of pre-cum oozed from his pisshole and floated to the surface of the pool, like gooey flotsam. The jizz jetsam was spreading out in rings around them.
Under her skilled caress, his big cock got even longer. The tip broke the surface, spewing out spunk. It dove under like a sounding whale, then sloshed up again as the boy humped, fucking through her fist.
Barbara's head was tilted down, watching his prickhead, eager to see him shoot off. He drove his prick up and down in her fist, gasping. Their mother was watching with even more rapture from the bedroom window.
"Cum, Danny! Spunk off!" Barbara urged him.
"Yeah! Yeah! It's cummin', Sis!" Danny croaked, his whole body trembling.
Jessica was still holding her dildo, and she realized that she was tossing it up and down in her fist, unconsciously emulating the action below.
She was tempted to switch it on and vibrate her cunt to foam as she spied on her children. But she resisted the impulse. If everything worked out the way she was planning, she wasn't going to need a dildo today.
"Here she blows, Sis!" Danny cried.
He thrust up as she pumped down and his balls exploded as they hit the heel of her hand. His stalk rippled as his steaming load shot up through the core.
Cock-spume burst from his cockhead in a geyser.
His cock-knob broke the surface and his jizz sprayed all over Barbara's tits. Then he jerked back and shot again on the recoil, so that his second spurt jetted out underwater, spreading out like an octopus' ink.
"Ummm-I love it when you cream, brother!" Barbara sighed as she frigged him to the finish.
The last of his spunk jetted out, drenching her tits. She kept on pulling, tossing him off to the last drop. The dregs oozed out, clinging to his cock-knob.
Danny dropped back and floated in the water, smiling, his cock turning rubbery and swaying around over his loins. His balls were floating like punctured water wings, still fat even though they had been emptied.
Barbara grinned. She worked his spunk into her tits and nipples. Then the naughty girl lifted her hands up to her chin and licked up the residue.
How jealous that made her mother.
Jessica knew how delicious her son's slime was, having tongued it from his bed sheets and she knew it would be even tastier licked from her palms and fingers after a completed hand-job - not to mention how scrumptious a load would be swallowed straight out of his prick.
Did Barbara blow her brother?
It seemed likely.
Would Jessica suck off her son?
She sure as hell would!
Danny floated for a few moments, then stood up in the pool again, leering.
His cock was no longer standing upright. It was snaking around below the surface like an eel.
"Thanks, Sis - I needed that," he rasped.
"What were you thinking about when you shot your wad off, Danny?" the minx asked.
"Well - Mom, I guess," he admitted.
"That's okay. I was making believe that I was jerking off Daddy," Barbara responded.
Jessica was almost ready to faint when she heard that and realized that her kids were as interested in incest with her and Trevor as they were with each other. Maybe even more so. Being a motherfucker is very, very naughty - and all the more exciting because of it.
And father-fucking had a nice ring to it, too.
Now Jessica was thinking that maybe she should include her husband in her schemes - in due course. It could turn out to be a sort of family festival.
"Want me to finger-fuck you now, Sis?" Danny inquired, aware of his obligations.
Barbara hesitated.
Then she shook her head.
"Naw, I need more than a hand job today, Danny," she said. "I wish Mom wasn't home so we could suck and fuck. But we don't dare do it when she might catch us. I guess I'll go over to Johnny Turner's house and get laid."
She climbed out of the pool, dripping, her tits bouncing and glazed by goo. She put her halter on and, wearing only her tiny bikini on this warm summer day, gave her brother an impish grin and left.
Danny looked disappointed.
But he wouldn't be for long.
In the bedroom, Jessica returned her dildo to her dresser drawer. She had no use for it today.
Then she went down to seduce her son.
CHAPTER FOUR
Barbara was disappointed when she got to Johnny Turner's house and found that Sam, his father, was home. She didn't expect any action with a parent present. But she sat down next to Johnny on the couch and the good-looking, dark-haired boy began to kiss her.
Then he squeezed her tit.
"Johnny!" she snapped, pushing his hand away and darting a look at his daddy.
"That's okay - Daddy don't mind," Johnny said.
Barbara raised her eyebrows in disbelief. But Sam gave her a wink and a nod.
"Jeez! You gonna watch, Mister Turner?" the flabbergasted girl asked.
He grinned and shrugged.
"Sure," his son said. "It's only fair. Sometimes Dad leaves the bedroom door open so I can watch while he's fucking Mom, so it's okay."
Barbara was so shocked that, for a moment, she didn't even feel randy.
But then Johnny slipped his hand down inside her halter and felt bare tit and she began to steam with lust. Having Johnny's dad watching was turning her on, adding a really kinky element to her erotic desires.
Johnny removed her halter and she made no attempt to stop him. Her naked tits rolled free. Her rosy nipples were standing out, and Sam's eyes were popping out as if in echo of her tit tips.
The man was licking his lips and the front of his trousers was standing like a tent on a pole.
Johnny kneaded her tits and plucked at the nubs, then bent down and sucked her nipples, switching from peak to peak and licking into her cleavage as he crossed over.
His drool poured down her tits as he panted on the perky pink buds with hungry desire.
She cradled his head to her tits, wriggling and squirming about. Hot flashes spread from her tit tips and raced through her body. Her clit was swelling and tingling below, matching her nipples in arousal.
"Oooooh! Oooohhh!" she moaned.
She saw that Sam's mouth was working as he emulated the actions of his son.
Johnny, still sucking tit, slipped a hand down inside her bikini bottom and began to play with her pussy. Cunt-juice, thick as paste, came oozing out from the leg holes and ran down her thighs, and the crotch band of her swim suit was filling up with the flow.
He began to tug her bikini down.
Barbara hiked her ass up and wriggled her hips to help him remove the garment. She was keen to get naked so that he could play with her pussy without restraint.
And she was doubly keen because she wanted his father to look at her cunt as well.
Johnny stripped the bikini bottoms down and removed them from her feet. He tossed them aside. The crotch band was so sodden that the tiny, sexy garment landed on the carpet with a splashing sound.
Barbara leaned back and opened her thighs wide, giving Sam a good look at her pussy. Her pink cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a blossom, the darker inner folds revealed.
Her gaping cunt was full of juice. The gooey cream was streaming around her stiff clit like a swampy tide breaking around a soft pink lump of driftwood.
Sam was licking his lips as he looked.
Johnny kissed her lips, then her tits, as he began to fondle her naked fuckslot again. He stroked the unfolded lips and rubbed her clit. More juice came gushing from her gooey pussy, turning her groin to a swamp. Cunt-cream was soaking into the crack of her ass.
The boy slipped his middle finger up her fuckhole, sinking in to the knuckle and winding it around. As he finger-fucked in and out, he whipped the edge of his thumb rhythmically against her swollen clit.
Johnny slid down from her tits and ran his tongue through her cunt hair. Then he kissed her pussy. Barbara shuddered as his tongue played on her clit.
Sam's tongue was sticking out from his lips, whipping around like a vibrator. It was more than evident that he envied his young son that snack.
Johnny burrowed around in her pussy, licking and sucking. He was inexperienced as a cunt-lapper, but he was enthusiastic and it felt good.
Barbara was willing to bet that his handsome father was a better pussy-eater than the boy, though.
She was starting to feel delicious depravity coursing through her body and her mind.
Barbara, who was a very naughty little lady, had had two guys at once before - and even three, once - but the idea of fucking with a father and son was turning her on, making her feel really kinky.
She began to fumble in Johnny's crotch, opening his fly. She drew his cock and balls out. He shifted back and dropped his pants, kicking them off. Then he dove on her cunt again, munching hungrily.
As the boy plated her pussy, Barbara played with his prick. But she was being careful not to fall into the steady stroking tempo that would jerk him off.
She had already wasted a load of jism today and she wanted more than to toss Johnny off. She stroked him slowly and fondled his balls.
Her eyes were fixed on his father.
And that gentleman was becoming desperate.
He stood up from his chair and cupped a hand over his bulging groin. His face was grimacing, tight and taut, a mask of pure lust.
He drew his zipper halfway down, then paused and looked at Barbara, lifting his eyebrows - politely inquiring if the girl had any objections to having him produce his prick. She answered with a smile.
He whipped the zipper on down and reached in to haul his heavy cock out.
Her eyes went wide.
Sam's prick was huge, a lot bigger than his son's, and the cockeyed girl was regarding it in awe. He thrust his loins out towards her suggestively.
Then he began to beat his meat.
Sam was going to jack himself off while he played the spectator on his son's lovemaking.
But what a shame it seemed to have that gigantic cock and balls wasted on his own hand.
"You don't have to do that, Mister Turner-" Barbara huskily whispered.
He grunted and his fist stopped moving, gripping his prick back at the thick hilt. It looked like he was holding a war club up before his belly.
Pre-cum was dribbling from his pisshole, greasing his cock-knob. That purple slab was smoking hot and glowing like a meaty beacon atop his prick.
"Why don't you come over here?" she panted.
Johnny's head jerked up from her groin abruptly and for a moment Barbara wondered if the boy resented having her invite his dad to join them. She was Johnny's girlfriend and he just might be jealous and possessive.
But then she saw that he was grinning, his eyes bright with enthusiasm and encouragement. Barbara realized that father and son had set this scene up. They had obviously been hoping that Barbara would be willing to fuck and suck with both of them, but had been too polite to suggest it.
She remembered that Sam sometimes let Johnny watch while he fucked Johnny's mother.
It made her wonder if Johnny's mother had ever invited the boy to join them in bed.
The idea of incest really made her hot. Fucking a father and son wasn't exactly incest, she realized, but it still had some of the dark charm of that taboo sin.
And, even as she thought this, some true incest was about to take place at her own home.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jessica put on a frilly negligee that barely covered her voluptuous curves. Her fat tits spilled out from the bodice and lots of long leg showed below the hemline. Then, her mind made up, feeling totally uninhibited and very, very naughty, she went out by the pool.
Danny was lying on the air mattress again and the front of his tight swimming trunks was bulging again, too. It was obvious that a single hand job from his sister had not been enough to satisfy the virile teenager.
Jessica was happy about that.
She knelt beside him on the tiles, then gracefully curled onto her sleek flank, leaning over him.
Danny looked a bit flustered at having his mother so close while he had a booming hard-on. It wasn't possible to hide his erection in the tight trunks.
"I was looking out the bedroom window," she whispered. "I saw you and Barbara in the pool."
He blushed bright red, looking alarmed.
"Don't be ashamed, darling," Jessica said. "I don't mind at all. It gave me a real kick."
He gasped in amazement.
"Does she jerk you off a lot, Danny?"
The boy didn't know how to reply. He could hardly believe his mother was talking like that, that the woman wasn't angry or disgusted or shocked.
"Do you do other things, too?" she went on. "Does she suck your cock, Danny? Hummmm? Do you eat her pussy out for her? Do you fuck?"
"Mom! Oh, jeez!" he croaked.
"You're still hard, though," she said, looking down at his bulging groin. "Would you like Mommy to take care of it for you, dear?"
He was gulping like a fish out of water.
"Shall I empty your balls for you, darling?" she sighed, running her tongue over her lips suggestively.
Danny wondered if he had fallen asleep beside the pool and was having an erotic dream. The confused youth still couldn't believe what was happening. His lips moved, but no sound came out. His voice box seemed as taut as his cock.
"Here - let me take your trunks down," she purred.
He bridged up convulsively and she slipped her fingers under the elastic waistband and began to tug his trunks down his hips. She had to yank them out wide around his enormous cock.
She removed the trunks from his feet. His prick was standing like a log uprooted from his loins. The bloated, mushroom-shaped cockhead was smoking hot, and his veined cockshaft was writhing spasmodically.
Jessica cupped his swollen cumbags, squeezing them gently, feeling his load slosh around within. Then her hand slid up and folded around his throbbing prick. She gave it a single slow push-pull.
But his mother was definitely not going to give her son a simple hand job, and she pumped back to the hilt of his cock and held steady there.
He was gazing at her in awestruck wonderment, expecting to wake up from his dream at any moment. His mom couldn't really be playing with his prick, could she?
Holding onto his cock, she swayed down. She kissed his ankles and insteps, then began to suck his wriggling toes one by one.
This would be the first time that she had oral sex with her young son, and Jessica, through vanity as well as desire, wanted to make it a memorable blowjob, paying attention to all the torrid details. She was determined to suck him off at least as well as his sister did.
She licked up the insides of his legs, then shifted up and tongued out his belly button.
"You know what Mommy wants, don't you, you lovely young man?" she whispered. "Mommy wants to suck your sweet prick and swallow your spunk, darling!"
Danny moaned in exquisite torment. He had always known that it was wicked to have sex with his nubile kid sister, but it seemed even more depraved to fuck his mother in the mouth-and more thrilling, too.
His voice at last returned.
"Oh, yeah, Mom! Suck my cock!" he blurted.
If it was a dream, it was a sweet dream - and it was soon going to be a wet one, to boot.
He began to hump up from the springy air mattress, driving his cock up and down. His mother curled up with her face just over his prick.
His prick sinew writhed, and the meat jumped and bucked. Her tawny head swayed as she followed the spasmodic jolting of his cock.
Her nostrils flared open as she inhaled, breathing in the heated aroma of cockmeat and the rutty goodness of his cum-bloated balls.
Danny jerked his prick toward her mouth, but she turned her face away teasingly. She was as hot to suck his cock as he was to have her do it, but she was in no hurry. She wanted to linger over the foreplay and savor all the passionate preliminaries before she got down to the job of sucking him to the creamy conclusion.
Preliminary joy-juice was bubbling from his pisshole. As he lunged up, missing her mouth, his cock-knob skimmed along her cheek, laying a slug trail.
"Eat my cock, Mom!" he gasped.
She giggled girlishly at his desperation. She blew down on his cockhead, making it expand. She breathed in the rising fumes, then puffed over his cock-knob again. She was gazing at her son's cockmeat like a glutton at a banquet.
Jessica always adored a mouthful of prick, and the prospect of sucking off her own son was driving her crazy. Yet she was in no hurry to finish the feast.
The best part of giving a blowjob was drinking the spunk, but Jessica wanted to enjoy the meat course for a while before she drank from his cock, saving the creamy dessert as she lingered over the licking.
Danny heaved up again and Jessica let his cock slide along her cheek as she ducked on down to begin working on his balls. Her wet tongue lapped and laved on the swollen cum-sac as she savored it like a canap�.
His slime was shifting around inside the hairy bag as her lapper played on the bloated surface. She kissed his balls, then sucked gently on them, as if she were trying to coax his jizz out through the skin, dining at the source.
Whetting her appetite on the hors d'oeuvre of his balls, she lingered there, nuzzling, licking, sucking. Her taste buds were tingling with the gamy goodness of ball-meat, making her hungrier by the instant.
She drew back for a moment, gazing at the feast like a child admiring a candy bar. Her tongue slid across her lips and she purred like a cat.
She bobbed down and sniffed his gamy balls, then moved back to gaze again, tantalizing her eyes as much as she was turning on her mouth.
"Suck me, Mom! Suck me off!" he wailed.
Yet Danny, too, understood that the blow-job would be all the better for the slow build up - and that his mother was a cock-sucker to be reckoned with.
He had often envied his daddy when he heard the sound of parental passion - and now, unbelievably, he was getting what he had dreamed of as he jacked off.
Jessica began to lick his cockshaft. She flattened her tongue at the root of his prick and drew it slowly up, lapping along the pulsating ridge of his fat, dark ventral vein.
His prick was even more succulent than his balls, and she whimpered as her taste buds went wild on the shaft. She licked him from balls to crown and fluttered her tongue against the underside of his flaring cock-knob.
Wagging her tongue, she weaved up and down on the underside of his cockshaft again. Her saliva dribbled down, steaming on the burning prick.
A blob of pre-cum bubbled from his piss-slit and ran down the boy's prick, sluggish as quicksilver. His mother watched the slimy glob run down his cock. When it was almost to his balls, her tongue snaked out and lapped it up.
"Ummmmm!" she moaned, letting the scrumptious cum slide around on her taste buds, relishing the taste and the texture - and the dark joy of forbidden fruit.
She turned her face up and shoved her tongue out so that Danny could see his jizz filming her lapper. Then she swallowed with her mouth open.
The teenager gasped as she saw his mother gulping down his jism. More goo oozed from his pisshole. Jessica tongued it up from his cock-knob.
She was happy that his kid sister had already jerked him off in the pool, knowing that it would take him longer to shoot a second time - and wanting to enjoy this sweet treat for as long as possible.
Danny was jerking vibrantly. His hands twitched and he was tempted to grab her head and force her face down onto his cock. But he restrained himself. His mother knew what she was doing, all right, and the boy figured the blowjob would be better if he let her suck at her own pace.
Like his mom, Danny wanted to relish the face-fucking for a while, before he whitewashed her tonsils. His swollen balls would just have to suffer for a while, while the wanton woman pleasured his prick.
Jessica hovered over him, heavy tits swaying. She cupped the fat globes on either side and folded her deep cleavage over his cockshaft.
Danny humped up, titty-fucking his mother as she held her tits around his cock and fingered the stiff tips. His massive cock-knob came squeezing out of her cleft and skimmed on up her breastbone, nudging into the hollow of her fluttering throat and laying a slimy trail up from her tit-tunnel.
Her face tipped down and she began to lick at his cockhead as it slid up from her cleavage. That greasy knob was the most delicious part of his sex tackle she had sampled yet, and she lapped it with relish.
Danny grasped her by the shoulders and slogged up and down between her tits and into her face.
His balls were rolling up her tummy and cushioning to the slopes of her tits as his cock slithered up. Jessica was squirming gleefully against his prick, loving to have her son titty-fucking her.
Someday she would have to let him shoot off that way, she figured - because she knew that now they had started an incestuous affair, there were going to be plenty of repeats and encores. Incest was an ongoing sort of thing. But for this first time, she wanted him to empty off his cumbags into her mouth and throat.
She let him frig her tit-tunnel a few more times, then she drew away. His cockhead was oozing steadily and she didn't want to run the risk of having him shoot off before his cock was in her mouth. The naughty woman was yearning for his meaty mouthwash, hot to gargle his goo.
His prick came out of her cleavage and snapped upright, humming like a tuning fork. She tilted her head to one side and put her parted lips on his cockshaft, running them up and down as if she were playing a flute.
She sucked at the sensitive spot where his fat crown bulged out from his shaft, making him tremble and gasp. Her drool poured down his cock. She slid her lips back down his prick and sucked it back up.
Thick, creamy threads of preliminary cum were shot through her saliva. She swallowed and whimpered. His cum was so solid and thick it was like gulping down raw oysters. She fluttered her tongue out, showing him again how his jism was coating the pink meat.
"Take it in your mouth, Mom!" he panted.
"Yes, darling! It's time for a drink," she sighed. "Feed Mommy your sweet slime, darling!"
She kissed the greasy tip of his cock, then let her lips part and sucked it in.
Now it was time to dine and drink from her son's prick.
CHAPTER SIX
Danny moaned as his mother's magic mouth slid down to envelop his cockhead.
He tipped his face up and gaped down, intrigued by the sight and the sound as much as the sensations. Seeing his cock in his mother's mouth was driving him wild.
This was wrong and wicked - and wonderful!
Jessica's cheeks caved in as she nursed, and her sensual lips peeled outwards, collaring his prick just below the bulging slab she was sucking on.
Only his purple cockhead was in her mouth so far, and his long, thick shaft was standing out like a tubular bridge spanning the distance between his bloated cumbags and his mother's avid mouth. Saliva and pre-cum poured down that cock as she worked hungrily on the head.
"Ummmm-ummmmm!" she purred.
Her pretty, lust-twisted face turned as she wound her lips around on his cock-knob. Her long eyelashes flickered as she gazed down his prick at his balls, imagining what it was going to be like when he fed her his juice.
His mom's mouth was a prick paradise. The sucking felt even better than the preliminary licking had. The boy was in a state of ecstasy, and Jessica was in rapture as she sucked on his delicious young prick.
She started to duck her head up and down, feeding more of his prick in each time she went down. His cockhead pressed into her cheek, then the other cheek, distorting her countenance. Her tongue danced against the underside, and her tawny hair fell in a curtain over his prick, brushing his balls.
She folded her tongue against the underside of his prick, licking as it slid in and out of the oval collar of her facial fuckhole.
"Yummy," she sighed, grinding her lips on the tasty cock as she took more of the elongated prick into her mouth.
Danny reached down and held her lovely face between his open hands. He began to hump up from the air bed, fucking his cock deeper into her mouth.
His hard young ass tightened and corkscrewed, and he fed all of his prick into his mother's mouth. His balls hit her chin, then rolled up to press to her lips.
She gagged as he slogged down her gullet.
But she accepted his cock joyfully, swallowing down, her lips glued to the hairy hilt like a suction cup. Her nose was jammed in his pubic bush, and her chin was tight to his balls as she nibbled on the mouthful.
Danny pulled his cock back out until only the flaring cock-knob was in her mouth. Jessica sucked through every sweet inch as it came sliding out.
He hammered in, tilting her head back, then pulled it out again, as if he were unsheathing a sword. Her head was bobbing up and down to meet his thrusts, swallowing down his cock voraciously.
She sighed as his cock pulled out, and then gulped and gagged as he filled her face again. He was driving his prick right down her throat. If he shot off on the inward thrust, she wasn't going to even have to swallow - he would be creaming right in her gullet.
That deep-throating mother was working away, eager to drink her son's fuck-juice. Her greedy mouth was making moist, juicy sucking sounds, adding sound effects to the thrill.
"Unghhhh-ulphhhh!" she sputtered as he clogged her throat with his cock-knob.
Jessica adored everything about his cock-the taste and the texture and the temperature and the fragrance. Most of all, she loved the depraved knowledge that it was her own teenaged son's prick she was milking.
Her head jumped up and bobbed down, as if his balls were apples in a barrel and she were playing some Halloween game of ducking for the fruit.
His prick hissed as if it were boiling as it sank in, running over her flashing tongue and ramming back into her gasping gorge. Preliminary goo was flowing out plentifully, drenching her tongue, sloshing into her cheeks, running down her throat to warm her belly like a vintage brandy. The taste of his jism was making her suck-crazy.
He had already fed her as much jizz as the average man did when he shot his wad - and the potent teenager hadn't even started to cum yet.
But it wouldn't be long, she knew, as his balls rolled up, heavy and solid as they hit her lips.
Jessica screwed her face down, stuffing her mouth and throat on his succulent prick. Then she held her head steady and let the boy feed her a few strokes.
"Ahhhh - fuck my face, Danny! Use Mommy's mouth for a fuckhole!" she panted on his cock-knob.
She was speaking down his cock as if she were talking to his balls by the meaty tube.
"Feed me your cum, darling! Shoot in - ulphhh!" Her pleas were choked off as he stabbed down her throat. He yanked back out. "Slime my mouth! I'm hungry for your juice, baby!"
The cock-hungry woman was sucking like a sump pump as she worked for his cum. She was using her lips and cheeks to pull on his cock, and her tongue was fluttering softly against the sliding prick. Her lapper seemed to be buzzing like a bumblebee on his bulging crown, then vibrating on down as she gulped him in balls-deep.
"Juice me - jizz me!" she begged.
Danny was surging towards the peak of passion in that suction-cup mouth. His pre-cum bubbled out, and her tongue soaked it up like a sponge.
The boy held his mother's head steady and slogged his cock in all the way, face-fucking frantically as he rose toward the heights of his horny joy.
"Unghhh-glugggg-gulppppp!" she sputtered, taking his slimy cock-knob right down her throat.
He was in a frigging frenzy, and his mother was suck-mad on his cock. He drove down her throat so deep she thought his prick might come out of her asshole. He was gasping and moaning in bliss, feeling as if his hard-on were rooted somewhere near his heels.
"Gonna cum, Mom!" he wailed.
"Ummmmm-ummmmm!" she moaned in anticipation.
"Here it cums. Mommy! Swallow my spunk!"
He poured his prick into her mouth, and his balls blew off as he sank in to the root. His sap came flooding up his prick and boiled into Jessica's throat.
The first mighty geyser went right down her gullet so that she didn't even taste it. But he shot again on the recoil and the slime creamed onto her taste buds, making the wanton woman whimper with joy.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.
She was drinking his foaming fuck-juice voraciously, but his youthful load was overwhelming her. Creamy cum spilled from her lips and poured down her chin.
"Don't stop - keep shooting!" she gasped.
Then she gulped and gargled as more goo plastered her palate and poured down her gorge. He kept on pounding in, spraying her as he sank in balls-deep, and then hosing her again as he pulled his prick back out.
He began to lose the rhythm at last as his balls drained off and his vitality ebbed. Jessica kept bobbing her head up and down, milking away, sucking out the dregs. She had already swallowed a bucketful of the sweet slime, but the greedy lady still longed for more.
Danny sank back into the air mattress, losing the pace, flopping about jerkily.
Jessica pulled her lips up to his cockhead, nursing on the flat slab. She folded her fist around his cockshaft and frigged up and down, coaxing a few last globs out of his open pisshole by the fondling. Her fist squeezed and pulled up, as if she were getting the last glob of toothpaste out of a spent tube.
When she was certain that she had it all, that not a single precious drop still lurked in his cockhead or balls, she drew her sordid mouth off his prick.
She parted her lips and let the awed youth see the last mouthful before she swallowed it. Cum was clinging to the arched roof of her mouth and oozing through her teeth. Her cheeks were awash, and the pink meat of her tongue was floating in a sea of white slime.
She drank it down as he stared.
"Nice, baby?" she purred.
"Oh, jeez, Mom - you got a great mouth!" he croaked. "You suck lots better than Sis!"
That delighted her.
And what delighted her even more than the comparison was the fact that, despite his lavish cumming, the virile teenager's cock was still fat and firm.
She ducked down to gather up the errant cum streaks with her nimble tongue, lapping the goo from his cock and balls. Then she mouthed his cock-knob again.
She blew down his prick as if she were inflating his balls, and those potent bags began to swell all over again, filling up as solid as the air cushion under his ass. She polished his cockhead to a gleaming luster.
Danny thought she was going to suck him off again, and he started to frig into her mouth.
But then she pulled her mouth off his cock.
Drinking from her son's cock and balls had been a joy, and now that depraved woman was ready to make the boy a motherfucker.
CHAPTER SEVEN
While the pool side incest was taking place, Barbara was having a ball of her own.
Johnny had dove on her cunt again, and as the boy sucked merrily away on that juicy pussy, his daddy walked over and shoved his prick into Barbara's face.
She sucked on it hungrily.
She had given Johnny head a good many times, and now she could detect a family flavor in his father's cock. But she thought that Sam's adult cock might be even more delicious than the boy's teenaged prick.
Sam's pisshole spilled some pre-cum onto Barbara's tongue and she swallowed it rapturously.
Then he drew his cock out of her mouth and knelt down. He gently pushed his son's head out of her crotch and dropped his own face into that boiling caldron.
Barbara had assumed correctly. Johnny's father was a better cunt-lapper than the naive and inexperienced youth was. His tongue flailed and whisked in her cunt. He moved back and Johnny took a slug. They began to alternate, trading places on her pussy, sharing that sweet snack equally between them, like some family feast.
Her cunthole was creaming off, feeding them both. But now the horny girl was hot to get fucked. She slipped from the couch and knelt on the floor.
"Fuck me - somebody!" she whined.
Father and son exchanged a glance, obviously wondering who was to get the honor.
But she was Johnny's girlfriend, after all, and the boy knelt behind her upthrust ass. With his daddy looking on, he shoved his prick into her fuckhole, clinging to her hips as he shoveled it in doggy fashion.
He began to hammer away with gusto.
Sam was holding back, politely awaiting his own turn in the girl's pussy. But Barbara had two ends to her sexy body, and it seemed silly to make Sam wait.
She parted her lips in an oval, forming a facial fuckhole and sliding her tongue out invitingly.
"Fuck my face, Mister Turner!" she panted.
He grinned and knelt down in front of her. He thrust his prick out and she took it into her mouth gleefully. Father and son looked at each other over the arched back of the kneeling teenager as they slogged in from both ends.
Johnny whacked in, tilting her ass up and driving her head into his father's groin. Then Sam plunged into her mouth and shoved her pussy back on Johnny's cock. She was being tumbled about between them, like a juicy meat bone two dogs were fighting over.
Sam was fucking her mouth just as if it were a cunt, and her cunt was sucking on Johnny's cock like a mouth. The two ends of the horny girl's body seemed interchangeable - nor did she know which she was enjoying more, the cunt-stuffing or the succulent face-fucking.
Pre-cum dribbled onto her tongue and preliminary juice oozed into her pussy and she knew that neither of her lovers was going to last very long-this first time.
She began to whimper for their juice.
"Cum - shoot up my cunt, Johnny! Jizz off in my fucking mouth, Mister Turner!" she whined.
They drove in faster as they surged towards a simultaneous family fulfillment.
Barbara's cunt was juicing heavily, and her clit was exploding. And as her cunt melted on her boyfriend's cock, she felt as if she was cumming in the mouth too, as her tongue flared and she salivated.
Sam grunted and stabbed his prick down her throat, shooting off a load of hot, thick jizz.
She gulped it down and, a second later, Johnny was hosing her pussy with his young spunk. Awash at both ends and dizzy with desire, the girl felt as if she were floating in a foaming fantasy, a sea of slime.
Sam sprayed her mouth and throat several times. Then he pulled out so that only his cockhead was in her parted, panting lips. Folding his fist around his big prick, he finished up by jerking himself off into her mouth. His own hand drained him bone-dry.
Johnny spumed off to the dregs in her cunt-hole, his flat belly whacking against the curve of her adorable little ass as he buried his prick. He heaved her haunches up and her knees bounced on the floor.
They writhed and wriggled together, coming slowly down from the crest. And although both sets of balls were emptied off now, both cocks stayed fat and hard. That fact delighted the insatiable teenager. She figured it would be fun to switch positions and do them both at once again.
She let Sam's cock spill from her mouth and it snapped up, as stiff as a shock absorber. Then she crawled forward, pulling her pussy off Johnny's prick.
She rolled over and lay on her back.
Sam and Johnny were as keen to switch places as she was to have them reverse the coupling. Sam moved back and mounted her missionary style.
But it was a modified missionary style - one that a real missionary would have frowned upon, because his son also mounted her, his ass on her upthrust tits and his sturdy prick looming out into her face.
Sam shoveled his cock into her cunt and Johnny fed his to her face. Her pelvis began to grind away instantly as she fucked herself on the father's big cock, and she started sucking Johnny's prick with relish.
Barbara always loved to suck prick, but Johnny's was particularly delicious now that it had just come dripping from her seething pussy. Cunt-juice was every bit as succulent as jizz, and she wolfed on his cock-knob hungrily.
Ass bouncing on her tits, he face-fucked her as his daddy drove into her cunt. It was as wonderful as it had been the first time, and since they had both already taken the immediate pressure off by cumming, Barbara knew, to her joy, that it was going to last longer this time.
It made her wonder how long they had. She had no idea where Johnny's mother - Sam's wife - was at the moment, and she was thinking that it would be embarrassing as hell if the woman should come home and catch her fucking the whole family.
And, in fact, Camille Turner was going to come home.
But embarrassing wasn't quite the word for it.
Camille, a big-titted redhead, had done the shopping and stopped in a tavern for a drink. As she perched on a bar stool, a man in working clothes had moved over to stand beside her and looked down her blouse.
He was grimy, but good-looking, and Camille, who enjoyed crude men and rough sex, was interested.
She began to flirt with him, batting her eyes and making sexy moves with her mouth on her cocktail glass. He wasn't much for small talk, evidently.
He told her his name was Jim.
Then he didn't say anything else for a while as she chatted away in her come-hither fashion and glanced down at the bulge in his overalls.
Then, a direct man getting right to the point, he cleared his throat and asked, "Wanna fuck, lady?"
His sweet talk had won her heart.
"Sure," Camille said.
They went back to his one-room apartment, taking a six pack. But they didn't get to drink it. As soon as they were seated on the bed, he began to kiss her passionately, feeding her a hot tongue sandwich.
He undressed her roughly, snapping a button from her blouse. She stripped him down willingly. His cock and balls were working-class meat, rough and ready, with a heavy slabbed cock-knob atop a steely stalk.
She sucked on his cockhead for a bit, and he nursed on her swollen nipples. Then she rolled back across the bed and drew her knees up, ready for a cunt full.
He snatched up both pillows and slid them under her ass, bracing her groin up high. Then he knelt between her shapely thighs and, grasping his cock by the hilt, thrust out and guided it to her cunt.
He rubbed the tip up and down in her gaping, swampy pussy, getting it greased up. Then he dipped lower and nudged the knob into her asscrack.
He grasped the cheeks of her ass in both hands, fingers digging in and twisting as he pulled the firm globes open. His cockhead flared in her asshole.
"You're in the wrong place!" she protested.
"Like hell I am, lady!" he grunted.
And he began to burrow up her shit-chute. She started to object, then trembled. It felt good - and taking a stranger's prick up her shitter was delightfully sordid, the sort of thing that Camille enjoyed. She could hardly wait to tell her husband. Camille had been ass-fucked before, but always from the rear. She hadn't even realized that it was possible to take an assful in the frontal position.
But with the pillows holding her haunches up high, he was wedging his prick in easily enough. It hurt a little, but the faint tingle of pain only served to intensify the thrill of the deviate coupling.
It went in and in, until she thought it was never going to stop. She half expected it to run right through her digestive tract and come out of her mouth.
But at last his cock was buried in her bowels. He held the full penetration for a few moments, then began to slam in and tug back out. The hot friction was turning her guts to goo as he speared her shitter.
Steady as a metronome, he poured the prick to her, filling her ass, pulling out, filling her again. He put the prick in like clockwork, his balls getting bigger each time he sank into her seething bowels.
His buggering was so steady that she had the impression he was keeping count, that when he blew his wad off it would be like the whistle signaling the end of the working day.
He began to grunt and gasp as he surged up towards the crest. Camille, with her cunt neglected, wasn't ready to cream off yet and she begged him to wait.
"Don't shoot yet!" she wailed.
But there was no stopping him. Nature was taking its course, and his cock was driving in like a locomotive running amok on a downgrade. He stuffed her shit-tunnel and howled like an animal as the hot enema of his jizz sloshed in her bowels. He shot out a lavish load, but it was over quickly, all of his juice pouring out on a few fast strokes. Then he slumped over her, wheezing. She wriggled on his cock, wanting more. But to her dismay, she could feel his prick beginning to shrink and soften.
Tugging back, he inched it out. The knob stuck in her asshole for a moment, then popped free. Limp now, his prick snaked around before his belly. Thick white jizz was bubbling from her vacated asshole.
Getting the fudge packed up her ass had been nice, but Camille wanted a proper fucking, as well. She twisted down and sucked his soiled prick into her mouth, figuring that she could nurse him up to a new erection.
But he was a working man and a member of the union and evidently did not believe in overtime. She sucked on his cock with relish, loving the flavor of a prick that had just been squirting into a tangy, tart asshole. But despite her efforts and considerable skill, it stayed limp, rolling all rubbery over her tongue and bending into her cheek.
Giving up on it, she pulled her mouth away and watched his cock sag lifelessly.
He slumped down on the bed, ready to relax after his labors, thoughtless of her needs.
"Hey - how about sucking my cunt?" she asked. "I didn't get to cream off yet."
He gave her a scowling look.
"Lady, I ain't gonna put my mouth on a slut that takes it up the asshole," he growled.
Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Camille was left bitterly frustrated. Her bowels were nicely spunked and she could feel his slime sliding around in her guts, but her cunt needed attention.
Still, things could have been worse.
Camille had a loving husband at home, and she was eager to tell him what she had just done. She knew that it would make Sam horny as hell to find out that his wife had just taken a strange guy's cock up her ass.
If she knew her spouse, he would want to spend a few minutes sucking out her asshole, then throw a tremendous and much-needed fuck up her cunt.
Jim was snoring now, sound asleep. Camille took his cock into her mouth again, not trying to stiffen it now, because she realized that was a futile quest, but simply because she relished the flavor of an ass-soaked prick.
But the time that she had sucked his tainted cock to a glossy luster, she was desperately horny.
She got dressed and left, heading for home, hot for a cuntful of marital cock. Her fuckhole was juicing all over the seat of her car, and her pussy perfume was permeating the interior in a cloying bouquet.
She parked in the driveway and went in.
And found her husband and son both throwing the prick to Barbara Hamilton.
But it wasn't as embarrassing as Barbara had feared - because Camille grinned and enjoyed the show.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Barbara gulped in shock on Johnny's prick when she saw Camille walk in. She thought that the woman would be outraged and scandalized and throw a nasty scene. But Camille looked more interested than angry.
Johnny and Sam both looked sheepish and gave the woman embarrassed grins, but they didn't stop the action, barely missing a beat or losing a stroke at the interruption. They were mounted on Barbara in a row, one behind the other, pumping away as if her nubile body were a bicycle built for two.
Camille began to strip as she stood over them, watching the threesome perform.
Her son was kneeling astride the girl's torso, fucking her in the mouth as she inclined her head up willingly. His ass squirmed on her tits. His balls looped back and forth between the upper slopes of her thrusting tits and her trembling chin as he sank in and out of her mouth.
Behind the youth, his father was throwing the cock to her cunthole at the same pace. He was holding her by the cheeks of her ass and hiking her pelvis up as he pounded his prick into her coral-pink pussy.
Far from being inhibited by Camille's sudden and unexpected arrival, Johnny and Sam were putting even more vigor into the action, working to impress the audience.
Johnny soared and his cock went off, foaming into her mouth like a fountain. Barbara sputtered and gurgled, starting to swallow.
"Don't drink all of it, honey!" Camille ordered.
Barbara wasn't sure why the woman wanted her to keep some in her mouth, but the possibilities were intriguing. She gulped some down and let some coat her cheeks and film her tongue, saving it for whatever his mom had in mind.
He fed her another spurt and jerked his prick out of her lips. A final gooey flow squirted into the hollow of her throat and the slopes of her tits, bubbling down into the smooth chasm of her cleavage.
No sooner did the son stop shooting than the father began blowing cock-spume up her cunthole.
He hosed her pussy full, pumping some of the stuff back out as he stuffed her cunt again. She could feel his slime splash in the core of her cunt. It felt as hot and as thick as molten lead.
Then he finished, too.
He pulled his prick out and a last squirt shot up through her blonde cunt bush onto her belly. As he had done when he came in her mouth, he folded his fist around his cock and pumped out the last of his creamy load by hand, tossing off.
He sprayed her tummy and tits and bushy vee-and even squirted some on his son's ass accidentally.
Then they both dismounted.
Barbara lay back, trembling, still a bit wary of the woman she had been cheating on. But Camille gave her a reassuring grin and dropped to her knees beside her. For a while she just gazed at Barbara's gooey torso. She was glazed like a doughnut from cunt to chin with spilled spunk. The stuff was thickening like frosting on a cake.
Camille bent down and kissed Barbara.
Barbara knew why the woman hadn't wanted her to swallow all of Johnny's slime then, as Camille sucked the reside off her tongue and lips. Johnny's jizz slid back and forth between their drooling mouths.
Camille moaned, savoring the stuff.
Camille was Johnny's mother, tasting his cum out of Barbara's mouth. It made Barbara feel like a go-between, an incest broker - a slime bucket in which jizz was stored up for other women to drink.
It made her feel horny, too.
French kissing with a sexy lady was a kinky turn-on, and sexy Barbara didn't need to be a lesbian to enjoy this deviate caress.
Camille explored the girl's mouth thoroughly, then slid down to lick her spunky tits. She sucked on Barbara's stiff, slime-soaked nipples, switching back and forth, tasting both her son's and her husband's cum.
Barbara tipped her face up. The naughty teenager would have loved to do some tit-sucking in return. But the redhead kept moving on down.
She licked through the goo on Barbara's belly and lapped it from her matted cunt mound. She slid lower and licked up cunt-juice from Barbara's inner thighs. Then she poised over the teenager's pussy.
She gazed at that delicacy hungrily. The pink cunt was open wide, retaining the shape of Sam's prick plunger. Cunt-cream and jizz streamed out, lathering her loins.
Camille's tongue pushed out and wiggled around as if she were limbering it up for the job ahead of it.
Barbara stared down over her upthrust tits, seeing that pretty face framed between her thighs and over her hairy vee. Then she glanced at Johnny and Sam.
Father and son were both looking on with permissive attitudes, encouraging the dyky dalliance. It bewildered Barbara. Didn't Mister Turner mind that his wife was a cunt-sucker? Didn't Johnny feel ashamed that his mother was bisexual? What sort of family was this?
Not much different than her own, actually.
But she had yet to find that out.
It wouldn't be long, though.
Camille dove on Barbara's cunt.
Her flaming hair lashed over Barbara's loins like tongues of fire, and the cunt-hungry woman went tongue-first into the girl's swampy pussy.
"Oh! Oooooh!" Barbara squealed, loving it. "Eat my pussy, Mrs. Turner! Tongue-fuck me silly!"
Camille used only her tongue for a while, flailing and slurping in Barbara's gooey cunt and stabbing as far up her pussy as she could go.
Then she clamped her lips to the girl's cunt and began to suck as well as tongue, frantically milking that sodden pussy that her husband and son had filled up with fuck-juice so lavishly, as if cooking a savory stew for the lady of the house.
"Ahhhhh! Suck my cunnnnnt!" Barbara wailed.
Sam had sucked her more skillfully than Johnny, but this hot-mouthed woman was far and away the finest sucker in the family. Her tongue was talented and her lips loving and her enthusiasm total.
She spread Barbara's cunt slot open wider with her fingers and worked at the inner folds, as if she wanted to bury her face to the ears in that swampy pussy.
Her tongue slithered in and Barbara's cunt rings clamped on it, French kissing like a mouth.
Cuntjuice sloshed on her tongue and lips and she gulped it down. She had greedily sucked the jizz out - both her son's and her husband's - and now she was continuing to snack on pure pussy-nectar.
Johnny and Sam stood over them, watching the cunt-lapping. They were both beating their meat, not trying to cream off, but getting themselves hard again.
'Was real incest next?' Barbara wondered.
She hoped so. It would be a thrill to see Johnny and his mother suck-although not as big a thrill as if she could see her own brother and mom fucking.
That was a treat ahead of her.
Barbara was almost ready to cream off, the flow from her fuckhole getting hotter and thicker and richer. But then Camille raised her head, coming up for air and giving Barbara a few moments to retreat from the peak.
Obviously, Camille wasn't ready for the cunt-diving to cease yet-although it was equally obvious that when Barbara creamed, Camille would gladly drink it.
While her head was up she winked at Sam.
Then she nodded toward her rear.
"Lick my ass out, darling," she purred. "Suck my shithole while I finish plating this hot pussy."
Sam grinned agreeably and knelt behind her. Camille hiked her haunches up. He held her asscheeks parted and slurped up through the musky crack.
Then he began to rim and ream into her taut brown shitter and gave a little gasp of discovery.
"Surprised, dear?" Camille giggled, knowing her husband had found her asshole full of fuck-juice.
But this was a liberal family in all respects. Finding that his sexy wife had recently been ass-fucked only made her husband hornier and his cock harder. He whipped his tongue up into her gooey shitter and sucked on the fluttering slot. She sighed and dropped her head to Barbara's cunt again. Each time that her husband stabbed his tongue up into her asshole, her own tongue slid into Barbara's pussy.
Barbara clamped her slim thighs around Camille's flaming tresses for a moment, holding her in a velvet vise. But then she threw her legs open wide again, so that Camille could wallow at will, without hindrance, and so that Barbara could look down and watch that lovely lady lick her pussy.
Then Johnny knelt down.
"Gimme a taste, Dad!" he croaked.
Sam moved aside, and Johnny fell on his mother's ass, eating out her asshole with relish.
It drove Barbara crazy. Barbara enjoyed plenty of incest with her own brother, but it had always been their deep, dark secret. She hadn't realized that other families enjoyed breaking the taboo and feasting on forbidden fruit. She'd a clue when they told her that Johnny watched his parents fuck, but looking was one thing, and licking was another.
Johnny's tongue slurped and sizzled in his mother's tangy shitter. He shifted aside and Sam took a slug, then Johnny dove in to dine some more. Father and son selflessly shared the anal appetizer, dining en famille.
Barbara, inspired by the sight and sound of the reaming as much as by the work of the woman's tongue and lips, surged to the crest. Her clit exploded and her cunt melted and her cunt-cum came pouring from her pussy.
Camille gurgled and gulped.
"Yeah - cream my mouth!" she moaned.
"Drink me! Drink from my cunt!" Barbara groaned. "Milk my muff, Mrs. Turner!"
Sam and Johnny, intrigued, both slid up and hovered over the action, staring down and watching as Barbara's cunt emptied into Camille's eager mouth.
Barbara slumped back, drained.
Camille kept eating away in those lunch box loins, making sure she had sucked off every spasm and quaffed every succulent drop of teenaged cunt-cum.
When she was sure she had it all, Camille lifted her face up again, smiling with cunt-lapper's pleasure, her jaws dripping with juice.
Barbara was licking her lips now. It seemed to the girl that cunt-gobbling was a mutual affair, and she was looking forward to sinking her hot tongue into the redhead's pussy next. With her cunt satiated, the teenager's tongue was hot.
She parted her lips and tipped her face up, her tongue flickering out. She supposed that now Camille would crawl on up and sit on her face.
But Barbara had served her purpose. She was, after all, only a stranger at a family function, and now they ignored her.
Camille crawled over to the couch and slid up on the cushions. Her ass was perched on the very edge and her long legs trailed to the floor, parted wide. Smiling with creamy lips, she tilted her cunt up.
Her son knelt between her legs.
As Barbara stared, gaping and gasping, Johnny began to inch his teenaged prick into his mother's cunt. Very slowly, he stuffed her full.
His dad looked on approvingly.
Johnny sank in balls-deep and held the full penetration as Camille wriggled, grinding her cunt around, massaging his cock in her maternal fuckhole.
Then the boy began to fuck her with vigor, his balls swinging in and out as he shoveled his prick in to the hilt, then jerked out to the knob.
It was making Barbara desperate again. She had cum off very satisfyingly in the woman's mouth, but now, watching the mother fucking going on, her cunt was smoldering again, needing further attention.
She glanced beseechingly at Sam. But Sam paid her no heed. He was awaiting his turn in his wife's cunt while he watched their son throwing the first family fuck into her.
Johnny cried out and juiced. He pounded away spasmodically as he drained off, then drew his cock out and moved away. Sam knelt down in the boy's place and began to prick Camille in the same way.
Barbara hoped that now that he had finished fucking his mother, Johnny might give her some cock or at least some head. But he didn't seem aware of the girl's raging needs - or even of her presence.
Johnny settled onto the couch beside his redheaded mom. He ducked down and began to suck on her fat tits, nursing with a lot more enthusiasm than he ever had as a suckling infant on those swollen nubs.
He slid a hand down her belly and began to play with her clit as his dad's cock went in and out of her cunt.
Barbara could not bear to be detached.
She crawled up to them, her tongue lolling out like a panting dog's. If they weren't going to give her anything, at least she could lick around the edges.
She licked at the hard cheeks of Sam's ass as it drove in, corkscrewing. She ran her tongue up through the gamy crack between those cheeks, then ducked on down and tongued his balls as they came swinging heavily back between his legs on the pull-out stroke.
He didn't even seem to notice she was there.
She whimpered with frustration and craned her head up to take Johnny's prick into her mouth. It was rubbery and limp now, but still tasty, especially since it had just been sunk up his mother's cunt.
Barbara sucked all the pussy-juice off the boy's cock-and wished that she could be sucking the same stuff straight from the steamy source-Camille's cunt.
But that cunt was fully occupied and, furthermore, Johnny was ignoring her attentions as he concentrated on sucking his mom's tits and fingering her clit.
Barbara, poor, horny girl, was ready for anything, eager to suck off cock or eat out pussy, to get fucked again or even buggered.
But she realized that there was just no room for her here, now that the family function was in progress.
She emitted a little whimper of frustration and moved away. They didn't even glance at her as she stuffed her nubile body back into her bikini.
She started to leave, then turned back, figuring that she had might as well watch the conclusion of this action. If her mouth and cunt were to be deprived, she could at least pleasure her eyes.
She saw that Johnny's cock was in his mother's mouth now. It had been rubbery a moment before, when Barbara was sucking on it, but now, inspired by the wickedness of face-fucking his own mother's mouth, it was swelling again.
Then Sam was howling and his cock-spume was hosing into his wife's pussy. A split second later, Johnny wailed and began to empty of his incest oil heavily into his mother's mouth and throat.
'Greedy bitch,' thought Barbara.
She lingered by the door until they were done. Then, feeling bitterly used and neglected, she quietly left and headed for home. Her cunt was so hot she was afraid that the crotch band of her bikini might melt. That narrow band was heavy with her cunt-cream, and her nipples were threatening to stab right through her halter.
She hoped that her brother was still home and that their mother had gone out, so that the siblings would have the privacy they needed for sucking and fucking.
She got half of her wish.
Danny was still home.
But Jessica was still home, as well - and it turned out even better for Barbara.
CHAPTER NINE
Danny was rolling around on the air mattress, his cock jutting up, still fat and firm even though his mother's hot mouth had milked him bone-dry.
The virility of his tender years, combined with the thrill of incest, was already making the boy's cumbags swell up like water wings again.
Kneeling astride his hips, Jessica leaned up and swung her tits into his face. Danny began to suck on the swollen nubs with joy. Those fat peaks were expanding in his lips so much that the boy figured he knew how it must have felt when his cock had flared in her mouth at the magic moment just before he fed her his spume.
His head swung from tit to tit.
Holding her heavy tits to his worshiping face, his mother could feel the hard lever of his prick pressing to her belly. The cock was prying like a crowbar. With his expanding balls jammed to her bushy cunt mound, his cock-knob reached up higher than her belly button.
She shuddered as she felt a boiling blob of pre-cum ooze onto his belly from his cock-knob. His potency amazed and delighted the insatiable lady.
Knowing how completely she had recently drained him down her throat, not to mention the abundant load that his sister had tossed from his cock on the hand job, Jessica had expected it would take the boy some time before he was fit and ready to perform again.
But now the slime drooling from the snout of his sweet prick warned her that she had better get her cunt onto his cock pretty soon, or risk having the youth cum prematurely on her belly and tits.
She fed him tit for a few moments longer, then drew back, a nipple popping from his lips like a rosy cork from a bottle. His neck craned and his head jerked up, mouth open, seeking another suck on those rosy gum drops.
Jessica let him have a last slurp, then began to wriggle on up his towering cock. She slid up as if she were climbing a tree, and his cock-knob pulled down her tummy, sliming out a gooey trail from his open pisshole, greasing her down to her vee.
The swollen slab flared in her blonde bush, matting the silken curls with seepage. She hiked up another inch and the stiff lever crow barred back under her cunt mound. The knob nudged into her pussy.
Danny trembled violently as he realized that his mother was about to ride his prick. Shooting off in her mouth had been wonderful, and the lad could just imagine the delights of her steaming cunt.
His fat cockhead was plugged into her pussy, flaring and spilling out pre-spunk. Her cunt was sucking on the tip as greedily as her mouth had done. The boy realized that his mom's mouth and pussy were interchangeable, that he could use her mouth for a cunt and her cunt for a mouth.
He wanted to do both - a lot.
She groped behind her ass and got a handful of balls, fondling them and feeling how steadily they were swelling and becoming solid with more jizz.
Those virile balls seemed to be as full as they had been just before the boy had emptied his previous load into her loving lips.
Jessica began to slide her groin back and forth, rubbing her swampy cunt across the oozing tip of his cock-crown. Only the end was in her, spilling out thick goo as she mopped her cunt across it.
His cock-knob swelled against her clit, making his mother whine and moan with primitive passion. Having a prick playing in the portals of her pussy always felt lovely, but knowing that it was her own son's incest meat was driving her wild with desire.
More pre-cum bubbled from his greasy cock-knob and oozed into the pool of pussy-nectar in her cunt. The stuff felt as thick as melted wax.
She was hot to stuff her pussy full, yet she was enjoying this family foreplay so much that she was delaying the coupling.
Balanced atop his cock, she arched out and let him mouth her tits again. He licked up the cleft and swept his tongue around to toy with the tips. As her nipples ballooned in his mouth, her clit flared on his cock-knob, as if those sensitive sex nubbins were in sympathetic vibration.
Her lush, heavy haunches rolled, hips shooting out from side to side. Then she lowered her ass a bit and the head of his prick sank in.
Her creamy cunt closed tightly around his fat cockshaft, gripping the prick just below the head. Her cunt sucked again, like a furry mouth, making him quiver.
As she collared his cock slab, ribbons of cunt-juice unwound down his veined shaft and onto his balls, making his prick glisten as if it had been oiled.
She spun her pelvis, winding her cunt around on the head of his prick like a nut on a bolt. More cunt-cream flowed down, streaked through with pre-cum.
He humped up from the air bed, trying to wedge his prick deeper up his mother's pussy, desperate to feel her hot fuckhole envelop his cock.
She bobbed up and down, stuck fast on the end of his hard prick, not letting him up her yet. She was using his cock-knob like a ladle to stir her cream bowl and to whisk across her frenzied clit.
But now she was yearning for the full penetration as much as he was. She could wait no longer before she transformed the teenager to a motherfucker.
She arched back and her heavy tits swung out of the boy's face, rising like balloons, as if they were counterweighing her heaving haunches.
Jessica began to push her pussy on down, feeding his cock in inch by slow inch. Her head was turned down as she looked into her own groin, watching the thick cock vanish. She took half of it and paused. Cunt-cream, as thick as toothpaste, was oozing from her pussy, mixed with his seepage.
She wriggled around, then dropped on down and took it all.
He gasped as his cock was buried to the hilt, and she moaned as she felt her fuckhole fill to the brim with that throbbing prick.
Holding it all up her, she hunkered down on his loins. They were both staring at the coupling in randy rapture. Her cuntlips were spread out around the hairy hilt of his cock, gripping him like a suction cup. His balls were tight to the roundness of her ass, and her clit was flaring frantically on the base of his cock.
She squirmed around on the prick, not yet starting the ride. His cock muscles lurched and the long shaft throbbed and jolted up her cunt-chute. His cockhead was probing the core of her loins, smoldering like a lump of coal in the sizzling, sodden depths.
His prick felt like a heated crowbar as it pried and levered and wedged in her cunt sleeve. She was gripping him with her inner rings, molding her cunt to his cock. Her pussy rippled and sucked, pulling up the length of his prick from base to knob, giving Danny the sensation of being jerked off inside his mother's cunt.
She swayed back and forth and rolled from side to side, transfixed on his hard prick. His cock was up her so far she thought his cockhead must be burrowed in her brain, fucking her mind as well as her body.
Danny began to hump away.
She went up and down with him for a few thrusts, so that his prick stayed buried. Her tits tossed up and down, and her ass ground around. She felt as stuffed as a boa constrictor gorged on a pig.
"Ride my prick, Mom!" he pleaded.
It was great to be buried balls-deep, but now he was yearning for the sliding friction.
Jessica began to ride at last.
But she had delayed just long enough for her daughter to arrive back at the house.
CHAPTER TEN
All squirmy and juicy in her tiny bikini, Barbara came down the street, hoping her brother would be available, and keen to tell him all about the Turner family. She was so horny that it was almost embarrassing.
If her mom was home, the woman was liable to see how wet the crotch band of her bikini was and how her nipples were standing out in twin peaks. She figured that her heated pussy perfume would be noticeable, too.
Instead of going into the house, the girl turned down the path that led to the pool area, thinking that her sibling might still be there.
He was, of course.
And a whole lot more.
Barbara stopped and gaped in astonishment as she saw her mother squatting on Danny's cock. Then she began to grin with glee.
Her own mother was as naughty as Camille Turner - and it made the girl even hotter. If she had enjoyed taking part in another family's incest, as a stranger, just think how great it would be to join in with her own mom and brother.
But the sight thrilled her so much that the horny girl decided to watch for a while, first.
Barbara had arrived just as the ride began.
Danny heaved up from the air mattress and Jessica pushed down to meet his thrust, moving in counterpoint, shifting in the saddle of his groin.
Her hands were moving over her heavy haunches, sliding down to fondle his balls and grope around in her groin, playing her fingers on the sliding junction. Her hips worked like pistons and her gently rounded belly pumped as she crammed her cunt down on his cock. His loins rose up like a fucking platform as he sank his prick in to the hairy hilt.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck!" Jessica panted.
She humped faster. His cock slid up her like a meaty shock absorber, bounding her ass around as it rammed in to her cunt core.
Jessica had never known such joy. His prick was rattling around in her loins, shaking her bones, tumbling her pelvis in a wanton waltz.
She flopped around as if her arms and legs were coming off, her hip bones jumping from their sockets. Then she tensed her vibrant body and rode more firmly in the saddle, shifting from a trot to a canter.
Her fuckhole was turning to paste on his prick, and her clit was going off again and again. But she knew that she needn't wait for her son to shoot off-she was going to just keep right on creaming, each spasm greater than the one before, until she soared to the ultimate crest at the magic moment when he filled her with his son-spunk.
"Ohhhh-ahhhhh!" she panted, heaving savagely.
"Yeah, Mom! Ride my prick!" her son cried.
The boy arched deeply, driving up, his cock rising like an intercontinental missile with an explosive warhead. His spine twisted up convulsively, as if the youth had been electrified by his lust.
Jessica changed gears again, shifting from a canter to a full gallop, fucking in a frenzy.
It was making Barbara whimper as she watched.
The girl could see all the juicy details as she stared from the passageway. She was at a three-quarters angle behind her mother's ass - a perfect view with the woman on top of the incest action.
Danny's thick, veined cock came sliding out, glistening. His purple cock-knob appeared in Jessica's creamy pussy. Her pliable cuntlips distended down his shaft as she pulled up, dragging her cunt almost inside out.
Then she pushed down and Danny's cock vanished into her foaming fuckhole again.
As she drove down, the firm cheeks of her shapely ass parted and her daughter could see the tiny puckered bud of her shithole. That flavored, fragrant slot was making Barbara as hungry as she was for prick and pussy, as she remembered how much the Turner family relished asshole rimming.
Danny's prick stuffed Jessica's pussy full and cunt-cream and spunky seepage sprayed out plentifully. Her crotch was awash and frothy with lather. Juice streamed down the inner curves of her thighs and bathed Danny's balls.
His cock plunged up, pumping more of their mingled juices from his mother's cunt, working like a pump drawing fluids from her wanton well.
Barbara was panting, breathing in the aroma of steaming pussy and smoking cockmeat, cunt-juice and pre-cum, ball musk and asshole bouquet.
Jessica twisted her head from side to side convulsively, her face a contorted mask of lust. Her nipples were smoldering like fuses on her tit-bombs, and her clit was echoing that flaring action. Danny's face was twisted, too, eyes narrowed, lips slack and panting. Mother and son were fucking with bestial energy now, nearing the crest.
And the peeper was as hot as the fuckers.
The girl had dropped down to her knees. The crotch band of her Bikini was heavy with cunt-cream, and streaks were running down her kneeling legs.
Her tongue and her nipples and her clit were all pulling out as if they were being dragged by carnal magnetism toward the action.
She was equally hot and hungry for both her brother and her mother. She slipped a hand down inside her bikini bottoms and cupped her cunt. That smoldering slot filled her palm with a pool of pussy-cream instantly.
But a hand job was not nearly enough.
She whipped her hand back out and brought it up to her chin. Her head tipped down. Still staring at the lovers, from the tops of her glowing orbs, through fluttering eyelashes, she began to lap her own cunt-juice from her palm.
The stuff was delicious, even delivered by hand. Just think of swallowing from a melting cunt! She was pretending that her cupped palm was her mother's cuntslot as she lapped into it.
Then she sucked on her fingers, tasting her own cunt-nectar. She made believe those fingers were her mother's stiff clit, then that they were her brother's prick, just after it had come out of Jessica's cunt.
Barbara was longing to join the incestuous pair, going in tongue-first.
She wanted to tongue her brother's balls and lick his slimy cock as it went in and out of her mother's cunt-and she was just as hot to suck that cunt, too.
But she didn't know if her mom was bisexual.
And she didn't want to interrupt them as they soared toward their crest, thoughtful girl that she was. She had to wait until they had finished, she figured. If her mom wasn't game for lesbian love, she could always have the taste treat of sucking the woman's cunt-cum off Danny's cock, savoring cockmeat soaked in pussy.
It would be like plating her parent by proxy - not as wonderful as going down on her directly, but still a dark and depraved thrill.
She was getting desperate with desire.
"Cum, Mom! Shoot, Danny!" she softly intoned, her whole nubile body tense as a spring, all set to jump up and join them as they crested.
She scooped more cunt-cum from her crotch and lapped it from her palm and fingers.
She massaged her cunt and kneaded her tits and frigged her gooey fingers into her mouth. A pool of pussy-juice was forming at her knees.
Danny and Jessica were rutting with such intensity now that Barbara knew the peak was near.
And she needn't have worried about her mother's willingness for bisexual fun, either.
Barbara had acquired that taste honestly - in cunt-lapper genes passed down from her parent.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Danny's meat was hissing up Jessica's fuckhole like a flaming brand now as he humped up, arching and bridging and driving his cock into her. His cockhead was splashing as it bottomed out in her cunt.
Barbara was silently urging them on, her lips forming the words as they echoed in her mind.
"Cum in Mommy's pussy, brother! Oooooh - cream on Danny's prick, Mommy!"
As if aware of her pleas, mother and son churned together even more frantically. In perfect unison, they slogged together, surging to the crest.
Jessica slammed her cunt down to his balls. They were ballooning at the base of his cock and her asscheeks opened, showing Barbara her asshole again.
"Shoot up my cunt, darling! I need your sweet slime!" Jessica wailed as she soared to the highest peak, waiting for her son to join in the juicing.
Barbara was getting carried away. She poked a finger into her asshole and wriggled it around, then licked it as she gazed at her mom's tasty-looking shitter.
The girl was panting so loudly now that her mother and brother would have heard the sounds if they had not been so locked in their own lust.
"Creaming, baby! Hose me!" Jessica cried. "Fill my fuckhole while I juice!"
Danny grasped her by the cheeks of her ass and pounded her pussy up and down on his prick, increasing the friction. He shoved in and her cunt sucked. She soared to the apex just as his cumbags erupted.
Geysers of goo squirted up her cunt.
Jessica could hear the slime splash as it poured into her cunt. It was like squatting over Old Faithful as it erupted.
His cock went in and a combination of cunt-cream and jizz gushed out. The sight was driving his sister crazy as she watched the simultaneous climax.
"Keep shooting!" Jessica gasped.
Her own cumming was prolonged, and she yearned to feel his fuck-juice hose her through every spasm. The potent youth shot more jizz jets into her, and his mother's cunt continued to melt, her clit to explode.
Jessica faltered, losing the rhythm.
Danny kept plowing up and in, stuffing her faster than she was meeting him now. Then the youth began to flag as his mother got her second wind. He was humping with jerky strokes and she began to gallop on his groin again.
With a renewed burst of energy, they both began to rut like randy weasels again, in the final throes of their mutual fulfillment. This time they slowed down together. The last of his slime squirted out, followed by the trickling dregs. Her clit stopped exploding, and the walls of her cunt slowed their seepage.
Jessica lowered her loins and squatted on his groin, all of his spent cock buried. They embraced adoringly. He sucked her nipples, and she reached behind her ass to play with his balls, making sure they were empty.
Great tides of fuck-juice and cunt-cream were oozing out around the root of his cock. Jessica's slimed crotch was the most delicious-looking thing that her horny, hungry little girl had ever seen.
And Barbara had waited as long as she could.
She padded out barefoot over the tiles and stood over the still-coupled pair. Jessica's tawny head was bent down, as if she were paying homage to her own cumming, so that Danny saw the girl first.
He blushed slightly. But he wasn't really ashamed, since he and Barbara had often fucked and sucked, and he knew his sister would understand.
"Hi, Sis," he rasped.
Jessica's head snapped around, eyes wide.
She, too, blushed. But she knew that her daughter was already into incest so she wasn't too embarrassed - and she saw, too, that the girl was grinning and licking her lips and that her pussy was spilling out plenty of cream into her bikini bottoms.
"Errrr-I," she stammered.
"It's okay, Mommy. I don't mind sharing Danny," the blonde teenager said huskily.
Ass wriggling and tits thrusting, she poised above them. Her desire was plain on her face and in her body.
"As long as I get some, too," she added.
Jessica grinned compliance. Barbara began to remove her tiny bathing suit. She unsnapped the bra, then tugged the scanty bottoms down and pulled them off.
She stood with her legs apart, well-aware that her mother was staring up into her groin with every bit as much longing as her sibling was.
She knew that she was welcome.
"Stay just like you are, okay?" she whispered, her voice tremulous, her lips wet with drool. "I wanna lick you - both of you," she panted.
"Ooooooh-yes, darling!" her mom moaned.
Tits bobbing, the lithe girl sank down to her knees behind her mother's ass, between her brother's parted legs. For a few moments she simply stared at that blue platter special, that combination dinner laid out before her.
Jessica had her head turned, gazing back over her shoulder as she waited for her daughter to dive in. The wanton woman felt proud of herself for having given birth to a sexy girl who shared her own inclinations so completely.
Then Barbara placed her open hands on the shapely cheeks of her mother's ass. She parted them, opening the crack. Her tongue slid out and slurped up, drooling and tingling at the tart, tantalizing taste.
She stuck her cute little up-turned nose into Jessica's asshole and sniffed and snuffled. The fragrance of that tangy fundament made the girl whimper.
She rooted around, then drew her nose out and replaced it with her tongue.
She rimmed and reamed, French kissing her mother's ass, savoring a snack of shithole as a first course before she moved down to the creamy delicacy below.
"Ahhhh! Your sister is sticking her tongue right up my fucking asshole!" Jessica moaned.
Danny quivered at the information.
But the boy had cum three times, abundantly, and his formidable prick was not as stiff as it had been, nor were his balls recharging as fast.
Looking down as she feasted on their mother's shitter, his sister realized this and sighed. She was looking forward, first, to licking and sucking them both.
But she knew that once she had pleasured her mouth and tongue, her pussy would be steaming for prick. She was hoping that her sibling would not let her down.
She knew the boy was potent, but she also knew that she had tossed him off not long before, she had just seen him blow a tidal wave of jizz into their mom and, besides, her mother's lips were all gooey and glazed so that it was obvious that she had sucked a load out, as well.
Barbara slithered her tongue up into her mother's musky shitter as far as it would go. She could feel Danny's cock pulsing in her mother's cunt through the slender membrane that divided the two holes.
But it didn't feel as hard as she liked.
The girl ate in her mom's asshole for a few more minutes, then ducked down and started to suck on her brother's balls. To her dismay, they were slack.
It was okay for starters. She could suck their mother's cunt-milk off his cock whether it was soft or stiff, and she still wanted to eat her mom's pussy.
But she sure hoped that Danny could get another booming hard-on pretty soon.
That was the trouble in a threesome with two females and only one guy, she figured. With the Turner family, two big cocks had been available.
But she didn't have to worry.
Daddy would soon be home.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Trevor Hamilton ran a used car lot.
He was more honest than most used car dealers, although he wore loud plaid sports jackets to fit the image. Today had been a slow day and he had made no sales. He was sitting in his office, his feet on the desk, when a spectacular piece of ass walked in.
She was tall and curvy, with raven-dark hair, flashing green eyes and legs that didn't stop. Wearing a jade-green dress that clung to her body like a second skin, she was quite a sight. His feet came down from the top of his desk and his cock lurched up in his pants.
"Can I help you, Miss?" he asked.
"I'm looking for a stick shift," she said.
"Errrrr - a sports car? A pickup truck? A van? I've got lots of stick shifts, but-"
She gestured as if he were dense.
"Oh, I don't care what sort of vehicle it's in," she explained. "I just want the shift."
Bewildered - and slightly embarrassed by the massive lump in the front of his pleated pants - he took her out of the office and onto the lot.
He showed her a car, then a van. She looked in each, but wasn't impressed.
"Something faster?" he asked.
"Something longer," she replied.
He led her to a sports car. The shift lever stuck up from the console quite high, and the handgrip at the top was a large, firm rubber knob.
Her eyes lighted when she saw it.
"May I try it out?" she asked.
"Sure," he said, handing her the keys.
She put them in the ignition and started the engine. But then she knelt on the seat, bewildering Trevor.
With the motor ticking over, the shifting lever was vibrating a bit. The car probably needed a tune up, Trevor calculated.
Keen to make a sale on this slow day, he was about to offer to change the plugs and points.
But that wasn't what this lovely and lascivious lady had in mind, at all. The rougher the engine was running, the more it suited her purposes.
She gave him a strange look.
"Well? Are you going to watch, for crissake?" she asked, as he gawked at her, more confused than ever.
"Well - you can take it out on a trial run but - jeez, I mean, you ain't behind the wheel. You're kneeling on the seat. Have you got a driver's license, lady?"
"I don't drive," she snapped.
Trevor scratched his head, dumbfounded.
"Oh, well, watch if you must," she sighed, as if resigned to his attentions.
And then, to Trevor's amazement, she shifted across and knelt astride the console. The vibrating shift lever was humming between her knees.
And she pulled her dress up above her hips.
She wasn't wearing any panties. Trevor gulped. Her bushy black muff was bisected by one of the creamiest pink splits he had ever seen.
Then, disregarding his gaping presence, the customer began to lower her cunt onto the lever.
The rubber handgrip sank in. Her cunt slurped and sucked as it swallowed the black knob. Her stern expression softened to one of pleasure.
Gently winding her hips and tossing her ass about, she sank on down and took all of the gear shift up into her cunt. Her pussy was plastered to the console.
"Ohhhhh!" she sighed. "That's nice!"
She smiled at Trevor, no longer annoyed at him for hanging around, pleased that he had showed her such a lovely stick shift. It was just the right size and shape for this remarkable lady to change gears in her groin.
She squatted down on the full penetration, her cunt right down on the gearbox. She reached out and turned the car radio on, twisting the knob as she searched across the dial for some romantic mood music.
Then she moved one leg out and used her arched foot to rev up the engine, making the shift stick shudder and vibrate faster in her fuckhole.
She purred at the sensation, but then her lovely brow furrowed in a delicate frown. It wasn't comfortable to ride the gear shift and keep a foot on the accelerator at the same time. She glanced at Trevor.
"Want some help, lady?" he croaked.
"Would you, please?" she politely replied.
Trevor got down on the floor of the car and began to move the gas pedal with his hand. His head was level with the woman's groin, and he turned his face towards that juicy cunt. Her bushy, raven-dark pussy was split on the stick shift. She drew her leg back to kneel again. Cunt-juice was dribbling over the carpeted console, and the fiery fragrance of her steaming pussy was wafting into Trevor's face.
The whole scene was unreal and dreamlike, with the soft mood music playing and the lady's sensual sighs steadily punctuating the sound.
She began to ride up and down, fucking herself on the stick with a slow, steady tempo.
Cunt-cream flooded down the lever and her pussylips pulled open as she rose up. When she dropped down, the stick shift vanished again.
She reached down past her hairy vee and twisted her stiff clit just as she had the dial on the radio. Her sighs and moans subtly shifted tone as she changed the carnal channel by dialing her clit.
Trevor pushed the gas pedal down, making the lever shudder in her cunt, then released the pressure and let the vibrations lessen for a moment.
His head was being drawn inexorably toward her tasty-looking cunt, eyes glued to her pussy, nostrils flaring as he inhaled her aroma.
He felt like a co-pilot in some randy rally, a navigator on her cum quest, the mechanic that was keeping the car in tune.
Her swollen clit was awfully inviting as it slid up and down on the metal shaft and flared against the bulge of the firm rubber handgrip.
Her cunt was spilling out spicy syrup and tantalizing fragrance. The flow and the scent were getting sexier as she shifted herself towards a climax.
"Want me to fine tune your cunt, lady?" he gasped. "Looks like you could use a lube job!"
Her smile was bewitching.
"Oh, yes, please," she purred.
Trevor's head jumped into her groin, eager as a grease monkey in the lube pit. He sucked her clit in and began to twist it in his lips, dialing her desire, changing the pitch of her erotic engine, tuning that cunt motor.
"Ahhhhhh!" she whimpered, riding faster.
As her cunt slid up and down on the stick, Trevor's head bobbed up and down with her, keeping her clit in his mouth, sucking as it swelled explosively.
Her cunt-juice was pouring out so hot and thick it was like transmission fluid. He revved the motor up and she shuddered spasmodically. She jerked savagely as she kept pace with her sports-car lover.
She was fucking herself so vigorously now that he thought her loins might seize up. He half expected to see smoke pouring from her cunt. Then she was at the peak, the checkered flag of fulfillment waving.
She held at the crest, thighs rippling as he drove her up and down, her cries of bliss drowning out the soft mood music of the radio.
Trevor sucked up her cunt-cum hungrily.
Then she slowed down, gradually shifting into neutral and gliding to a halt.
Trevor gave her clit a last slurp and looked up at her smiling face.
"Thank you," she said.
Then she pulled her sodden pussy off the gear shift and smoothed her dress down. Her contented smile faded away and she was all prim and proper again.
"I'll take it," she told him.
It took him a moment to realize what she meant-that he had made a sale. He blinked at her. All business-like now, she got out of the car.
The stick shift was all creamy and the console was coated with cunt-cum. Since the goo had to be mopped up, anyhow - because Trevor never sold a dirty used car - he began to run his mouth up and down on the rod, sucked the knob clean and lapped the seepage up from the console.
Trevor had a really raging erection by this time, his cock racing faster than the car motor. He switched off the ignition and the radio and got out of the car. She was just going into his office.
He followed, hoping that she might let him fuck her on top of his desk.
But when he went in, she was seated at that desk, writing out a check. She handed it to him.
"My address is on it," she said. "You'll have to deliver the car, of course-"
He looked bemused.
"Since I don't drive," she explained.
And so it was that Trevor had made his first sale of the day-and his last, as well. There was no way that he could sit in his office, waiting for customers, with such a hard-on thundering in his pants.
Not when he had a sexy wife with an ever-ready fuckhole waiting at home.
He closed up the car lot and drove home, his cock pounding violently in his lap. He almost hit a fire hydrant and two lamp posts on the way - and his prick felt as big and as hard as either of those objects, and as full as the hydrant, to boot. But the near-misses didn't make him slow down because his pisshole was leaking into his trousers and he wanted to get his cock sunk into Jessica before he creamed his pants.
He left the car in the driveway and hurried into the house, holding his plaid jacket before his loins to hide his prick in case the kids were around.
There was no one downstairs.
He hoped that maybe Jessica was in bed, naked. That would simplify and expedite his quest. He rushed on up the stairs and into the master bedroom.
Finding the bed empty, he groaned.
He stood there, gnashing his teeth and rolling his eyes. He couldn't decide if he should jerk off on the spot, or try to control his need in hopes that his lovely wife would soon return.
Then it dawned on him that she might be by the pool.
He went over to the window. It was the same window from which Jessica had looked out, earlier.
And Trevor got an even bigger thrill.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Barbara was rooting around in their groins.
She sucked her brother's balls and ran her tongue up through the coupling, rising high enough to rim her mother's asshole at the top of the slurping stroke.
Jessica was heating up again as her sweet little girl laved away in her loins. But Danny was spent and drained and, despite the ardent attentions of his sister's tongue, his cock was diminishing.
The boy's prick got soft inside his mother's fuckhole and came snaking out.
It was limp, but still fat and all glistening with cunt-cum and jizz as it swayed around spasmodically, like a serpent with a broken backbone.
Barbara slurped it into her mouth.
She sucked hungrily, relishing the flavor of cockmeat that had just emerged from a wet cunt, adoring the taste of spunk and pussy-nectar blended together.
She ran her lips up and down and nibbled as if she were munching corn on the cob, then sucked the head into her mouth and nursed some more.
She had sucked all the juice from his cock now and she let it slide from her maw. It bobbed and quivered, not hardening yet, but promising to.
Barbara didn't mind waiting.
Because she had another taste treat to enjoy.
Jessica had twisted around belly up, watching her daughter suck her son's cock. She was sitting with her knees up and her thighs spread open.
Her pussy was gaping open, and the oval socket was spilling out cataracts of cream.
Barbara gazed longingly at that maternal cunt.
The girl knew that it would be okay, but she figured that she had to ask first-because, after all, it was her own mother she wanted to munch.
"Can I suck your cunt, Mom?" she whispered.
"Of course, baby," Jessica answered. "I want you to and then I'll suck you, too."
Barbara moaned with cunt-diver's delight.
Danny was gulping in astonishment at finding out that both his mother and his sister were cunt-lappers. It didn't seem right, somehow, to the naive lad - but right or wrong, it was sure exciting.
It was exciting his father plenty, as well, as that gentleman gaped down from the bedroom window and realized that his whole fucking family was into incest.
He wasn't at all unhappy about it.
But he sure as shit didn't want to be left out of all these family festivities.
Still, in spite of his urgent need to drain off his cock, playing the peeper was such a kinky kick that the man decided to watch for a while, before he joined them.
Barbara moved to her mother and they kissed. They both had cummy lips and spunky tongues, and that sex syrup slid back and forth in their mouths.
Then the teenager lowered her blonde head and began to suck her mom's tit-tips. Jessica swayed back and forth as she nursed her child, loving the feeling of those soft lips on her tit nubs.
The girl slid on down, licking her mother's gently rounded belly, then running her lapper through her tawny cunt bush.
Her tongue rustled through the curls like a moist, pink rodent scurrying through the brush.
Jessica was jerking her cunt up eagerly and invitingly, but Barbara by-passed it for the moment, sliding down to lick up and down the insides of her sleek thighs.
Her head poised over Jessica's pussy.
Jessica tilted her cunt up as if she were serving a delectable shellfish on a hairy tray. Pussy perfume poured into Barbara's face. Jessica's cuntlips rippled and spread open even wider and her taut clit came sliding out like a miniature prick getting stiff.
Barbara started working on that swollen bud.
She sucked it into her lips, inhaling and exhaling, making it explode and inflate.
Then she started in on her mom's cuntslot. She licked up each unfurled lip and dipped her tongue into the soaking slot, spooning out juice.
She scooped up spunky mouthfuls from Jessica's gooey cunt and stabbed her tongue as far as it would extend on up into her foaming fuckhole.
Then she parted her lips and placed her mouth on her mom's pussy, starting to suck.
Danny was kneeling beside his sister, gazing down, watching as she gobbled pussy. He was beginning to understand that a girl didn't have to be a deviate to be a cunt-lapper.
Trevor was looking down with even more excitement than his son, mainly because Danny had already shot off plenty of times and his father was sporting a hard-on that would have choked the most avid deep-throater.
Barbara's mouth was stuck on her mother's cunt like a suction cup. As she sucked on the slot, she shoved her tongue in and out of the chute.
"Ahhhhhh-yes, baby, yes! Ooooh! You suck cunt so good, darling!" Jessica moaned.
Barbara sucked all the cum out of Jessica's pussy and gulped it down greedily. The girl always loved drinking jizz, but now she found out that cock-spume was even more scrumptious when she drank it out of a cunthole than when she ingested it from a cock.
She sucked her mother's cunt dry.
But it only stayed dry for an instant.
Barbara had swallowed the juices of the previous fucking, and now the woman's pussy began to fill up again with pure, unadulterated cunt-cream.
"Cum, Mom! Cum - cum - cum!" the teenager whimpered, really getting the taste for cunt and knowing it would be even more delicious when the cunt-juice turned to cum again.
She was wallowing in her mom's crotch like a playful porpoise in a tidal pool, her mouth glued to that pussy like a limpet to a mossy cleft.
Cunt-cum began to spurt out of Jessica's fuckhole, splashing into her daughter's radiant face. The horny lady was almost shooting like a man, her foaming cream fairly hosing from her fuckhole.
She moaned and reached down to hold her little girl's face between her hands. But she held her gently. There was no need to keep that sweet face right where it longed to be. Barbara's mouth was glued to her mother's cunt by a paste of pussy-slime and saliva.
She sucked and swallowed with joy.
Barbara just adored drinking from a melting cunt. It didn't make her cherish cock any the less, but from now on she intended to eat all the pussy that she could manage to get her mouth on.
Her head turned in Jessica's groin like a terrier shaking a wet rat in its jaws. The girl was mopping her face in her mom's cunt, coating herself with a film of cunt-juice from her chin to her brow.
Jessica was going wild on her sustained creaming, the prolonged pleasure of her cumming.
"Eat, baby, eat!" she whined.
"Feed me more, Mommy - more and more and more and more!" the greedy girl responded, her words muffled as she uttered them into that sodden pussy.
Danny was holding his cock in his hand and snapping it like a whip.
His sister's saliva sprayed from the knob as he cracked that cock lash. His prick was beginning to tense and swell again. The boy had been well and truly milked off, but the thrill of watching a daughter eat out her mother-especially since it was his sister and his mother-was inspiring him anew.
Trevor, standing at the window above, needed no such stimulation-although he was certainly enjoying the spectacle. His pisshole was dribbling into his pants lavishly. He figured it would be a good idea to take his clothing off right away, to keep his pants from getting any greasier - to be all set to tread the boards when it came time for audience participation.
He stripped off awkwardly, his hands fumbling blindly as he kept his eyes fixed on the frolic below. His cock jolted out like a savage bull rushing into the corrida, seeking soft flesh to gore. Yet still he forced himself to wait a bit longer, as the distaff delights continued by the pool.
Jessica sank back on the air mattress, shaking violently in the terminal spasms of her cumming.
Barbara kept on mouthing until she was sure she had sucked her mom to the end. Then she lifted her head out of that pussy pool. She glanced at her brother. His prick was at half mast and rising. She knew that it wouldn't be many more minutes before he was ready to fuck. Then she looked back at her mother.
Jessica, sprawled out on her back with her cunt content, was licking her lips hungrily.
Danny could take his time.
Mommy was ready to suck cunt.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Barbara dipped her face down for a last slurp of cunt, then began to crawl sinuously up her mother's curvy body. The girl bobbed her tits down into Jessica's groin as her pussy slid up her thigh.
She rubbed nipples and clit together, then slid up higher, her gooey tits rolling on the woman's belly as her cunt slipped up to her vee.
Barbara was mounted like a man in the missionary position, rubbing her cunt on her mom's and brushing her tits against Jessica's as they kissed.
The teenager moved up higher then.
Her cunt dragged up Jessica's tummy, sliming as it went, laying a gooey trail out of the woman's cunt bush on up to her belly button.
Barbara's tits were in her mother's face now, and Jessica sucked them, in a strange and bizarre reversal of the maternal nursing situation.
Jessica sucked her own cunt-cream off her little girl's perky peaks and lapped into her cleavage. Then Barbara crawled higher still, straddling the woman's voluptuous form. Squatting over her tits, Barbara began to rub her juicy cunt on those upthrust globes.
Jessica cupped her heavy tits between her hands and worked her nipples against her daughter's clit, then poked them into her pussy as if fucking her with a tit-tip.
But this was only preliminary stuff. Jessica's face was tipped up, gazing at the girl's groin. Her hunger for teenaged cunt showed in her expression, and her tongue was flickering out, lusting for lesbian oral incest.
"Come higher! Sit on Mommy's face!" she moaned. "Let Mommy make you juice!"
Barbara's nubile loins jerked, and she knelt astride her mother's head. She rolled her hips, circling her cunt around above that eager face. Then she lowered her lunch box loins onto Jessica's mouth.
Jessica's tongue snaked up Barbara's pussy and her lips sucked on the hairy rim. A gurgling sound came out from Barbara's groin as her mother gobbled gaily away in that gooey pussy-grotto.
Barbara twisted her adorably trim ass, grinding her cunt on the woman's mouth. Then she began to pump her pelvis in a fucking movement. Her ass slid back onto her mother's tits, then she shoved her crotch up. Her open pussy oozed over Jessica's chin, skimmed up her mouth and spread out all over her face.
Jessica was nose-deep in hot cunt. She sucked with skill and talent and gusto and total enthusiasm. Barbara reached down and used her fingertips to spread her pussy even wider, as if she was trying to pull the pliable lips right down over her mother's face, like a condom going on a cockhead.
Jessica cupped the girl's asscheeks in her hands and tipped her up as she quaffed from her cunt.
Barbara cried out.
She was so hot from all the licking and sucking that she had been doing that she creamed right away. She shuddered on the electric spasm. She thought that was it, but no sooner had the rippling wave passed than another cum crest rushed through her loins. She melted and melted again and Jessica wolfed the juice down as it poured from her pussy.
It was cumming out of Barbara's fuckhole like frosting, coating her mother's face with icky icing. Streaks ran down her chin and back onto her cheekbones and a gooey glob slid up her nostrils.
Barbara jerked back and juiced Jessica's tits for an instant, then plastered her pussy back on her mouth and fed her more cum paste.
Drained, the girl bowed over, her head down, blonde tresses tumbling over her tits. Jessica kept on plating away, lapping up the dregs from that creamy caldron, her tongue darting in to lick out the inner folds. She explored every nook and cranny and fold as she made sure in her cunt-glutton fashion that she had it all.
Then she squirmed back, her head sliding through the arch of her daughter's vee, and sucked the stray drops out of the crevice between the girl's asscheeks.
Barbara sighed happily.
Creaming in her mom's mouth had been wonderful, and now she was keen for a cuntful of stiff cock, to pump her pussy full again.
She looked back at Danny.
But now that Jessica had sated her appetite for cunt and her mouth was satisfied, her pussy, too, was burning for a load of prick.
Mother and daughter were both normal females. Cunt-lapping was a joy for them, but once the dining was done, both were hot for heterosexual fucking.
Barbara dismounted from Jessica's head and turned toward Danny. But Jessica, already spread out in the normal fucking position, beckoned to the boy.
His mother, naturally, took precedence.
Danny shuffled in on his knees and mounted that brick-shithouse body. He aimed his prick into her cunt and with a lunge, sank in to the hilt.
Jessica moaned with pleasure.
But Barbara, neglected, whimpered in frustration. Darts of jealousy shot through her in tandem with the pangs of her lustful yearning. She didn't begrudge her mother a fuck, to be sure-but the horny teenager was yearning to have a cuntful of her very own.
Her need was obvious - and how could a watching father not pity the girl's plight?
Trevor raced down the hallway like a pole vaulter with his prick out before him, then pounded down the stairs like a fireman descending a pole when the alarm rings, his cock standing so high before his torso that he seemed to be sliding down the thick stalk.
His prick plowing before him as if guiding his groin, he dashed out to the pool area, more than ready to service his desperate daughter.
Not aware that help was on the way, Barbara had crawled around behind the fuckers, figuring that licking around the rim was better than nothing. But she was despondent, feeling sure that after he had shot yet another cum load into their mother, Danny would be well and truly finished and that she would be deprived of prick.
Her head was down and her ass was up as she sucked on her brother's balls and darted her tongue up alongside his greasy prick to dip it into her mother's cunt.
She didn't see or hear Daddy sneak up behind her as he crossed the tiles. Jessica saw him first, looking up from her prone position. She looked abashed, which was understandable, since she was all wrapped up in a cluster fuck with both of their teenaged kids.
But he grinned and winked at her and she saw that he was naked and sporting a monster hard-on and she knew that everything was okay.
Then Danny, following his mother's startled gaze, looked back to find his father standing over them. The boy gulped, as a young man will do when he's caught fucking his mother and with his sister sucking on his balls.
But he never missed a stroke. His virile loins were into the fuck rhythm, and pure passionate inertia kept him driving his cock up Jessica's cunt.
He got over his initial shock as he, too, realized that his dad was naked and stiff and smiling - and that all was well within the family circle.
Trevor knelt behind Barbara's ass.
Still unaware of his arrival on the pool side scene, she was groveling around with her head down, licking and slurping on cock and cunt and balls in a sort of meaty smorgasbord, her tongue and lips flitting here and there as she sampled each flavor some tidbit in turn.
The first that the girl realized there was another party at the party was when she felt a prick of whopper-sized magnitude plunge up her fuckhole.
She cried out. She couldn't lift her head for a moment because her suction cup mouth was plastered to prick and pussy. Then her lips came free with a juicy slurp and she twisted around to look back over her shoulder, wondering who in hell was on the other end of that mighty prick.
She thought that maybe Johnny Turner, no novice when it came to incest, had come to call.
Then she saw that it was her father who was mounted doggy fashion on her haunches. He grinned at the girl and she gave a squeal of pure ecstasy. It hit her in a flash that never again need she and her mom have to settle for a single cock, vying for one cum load at a time.
She dropped her head back to the feast, enjoying it more now that she was full of parental prick. Her ass wiggled and jerked about as Trevor slogged steadily up into her suction-cup cunt.
Fatherly fuck-juice flooded her cunt.
And her brother emptied his balls into their mother's pussy yet again.
They collapsed into a cluster, panting and smiling fondly at one another. They all jumped into the pool to cool off. But the Hamilton's were such a hot family that soon the pool began to radiate and steam and they wound up fucking each other silly again.
From that day on, they fucked all the time.
But it was a family secret and no one else ever found out about it nor became suspicious - although Johnny Turner did wonder why Barbara never came to see him - or his dad or even his mom - anymore.
