Today's middle class Americans maintain a stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.
There is alcoholism, 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 lifestyles. The mark is made, the effect lasts a lifetime.
This is the story of a family and its gradual progression toward debauchery, where family relationships mean nothing and the satisfaction of the senses means everything. What happens to these parents and their children is a startling revelation of how events can alter personalities, how fate plays with all.
A VIEW OF THE FAMILY--a novel which reveals what is really happening behind the closed doors throughout America.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Jenny Dancer was trying to decide whether she should give herself a fingerfucking or wait for her husband to come home and shove some cock up her hot cunt.
Jenny always enjoyed a hand-job while she was doing it, but she usually felt a bit sheepish after she had finished the job, as well.
After all, she was a happily married woman who was never sexually neglected or deprived of cock, and it seemed sort of greedy of her to frig herself off in between the frequent fuckings she got from her handsome husband.
She wondered if she was insatiable.
Marlon had fucked her as soon as they woke up that morning, and she figured that that should have lasted her at least until he got back home. But he had shot his wad off a bit too quickly to satisfy her. She had creamed off okay, but it hadn't been one of those prolonged cummings that left her in a state of dreamy contentment.
Her pussy had still been gently simmering when they got up, and her horniness had been increasing through the morning and by now she was smoldering.
Jenny was a curvaceous blonde with a lovely face, long, shapely legs and a firm, well-packed ass. Her husband was a virile guy with a huge prick and they had a great and vigorous sex life. So her frustration on this particular day was rare and she was doing her very best to keep her hands out of her crotch and wait for Marlon.
But she knew she couldn't wait much longer.
She was sitting by the living room window, gazing down the street, hoping to see Marlon returning. If she had known just when to expect him, it would have been a lot easier to be patient. But he had dropped their teenaged daughter off at school for cheerleader practice, then gone on to get the car serviced, and she really had no idea if he would be an hour or all afternoon.
She cupped her plump tits and squeezed, feeling the taut tips explode in her palms.
Then she lifted the hem of her skirt and tipped her head down, staring at her hot groin speculatively-as if asking her cunt for advice, questioning her pussy as to whether it could wait or wanted a jack off.
Her pussy rippled in her tiny bikini panties. She could feel her slot open and saw the crotch-band of the panties get damp as juice spilled into them.
That seemed to answer her question.
She was just about to begin rubbing herself off, but she took a last look out of the window, still hoping that her husband might return before she satisfied herself.
But there was no sign of Marlon.
But she saw Joey, their teenaged son, coming across the lawn.
Jenny blushed and quickly pulled her skirt back down. She hadn't expected the boy home so early and how embarrassing it would have been if he had walked in and caught his mother massaging her cunt.
She tried to compose herself, aware that her face was flushed with a randy glow. But then Joey halted, looking around in a strangely furtive fashion. His mother was puzzled. The boy was acting guilty or stealthy.
Then she saw the huge bulge in his jeans.
Joey had a huge hard-on! Jenny blinked in surprise, then grinned in amusement.
It was perfectly normal for a red-blooded teenaged boy to have a stiff prick, of course, and his mother certainly wasn't shocked by it.
But, maybe because she was already horny herself, Jenny also found that the sight of that bulging lump in her son's tight jeans was turning her on.
It was kind of kinky for a mother to get excited over her own son's boner-but she couldn't deny it.
Jenny supposed that the boy intended to sneak up to his bedroom or the bathroom and beat his meat. That would be quite natural-but it was also quite stimulating. She knew that she was going to be sorely tempted to listen at the door while he jerked off.
How exciting it would be to hear him grunt and groan and pant and maybe even hear the sound of his fist sliding up and down on his cock and then to hear him whimper and sigh and know he had shot his wad.
She might even play with her pussy and cream off as she played the eavesdropper, she speculated.
It would be a little naughty, but not much-and as long as Joey didn't know that his mom was listening, there would be no harm done.
She was looking forward to it.
But then the boy turned and headed toward the back of the house. He was in profile to her now and Jenny could see how truly massive his erection was, as it stood out in prominent bas relief in his denim-clad groin.
She was disappointed. Where was he going? Where was he taking that tantalizing hard-on? She hoped that he wasn't going to milk his cock somewhere where she wouldn't get the chance to listen to the action-or, better yet, to even get a furtive look at him as he pounded his prick.
Jenny slid from the chair, her cunt squishing between her thighs as she stood up. She stepped closer to the window and gazed out, just in time to see her son, still looking wary, go into the tool shed at the back.
Obviously, her son used that shed for his solitary stroking, for prick-pulling privacy.
But it wasn't going to be so private today.
Having made up her mind that she was going to spy on the boy, Jenny didn't hesitate now. The tool shed would be even better than his bedroom or the bathroom, she figured. The walls were made of wooden slats and it might be possible to peer through the chinks and get a look along with the sound effects. She couldn't very well finger her fuck-hole right there in the back yard, as she might have at the bedroom or bathroom door, but that would be a small price to pay in return for seeing her son stroking his prick.
The oversexed woman, glowing radiantly with arousal, darted through the house and went out the back door. She glanced around to make sure none of the nosy neighbors were watching, then went quickly but quietly up to the tool shed. Holding her breath, she peered through a chink.
She had a ringside seat.
The interior of the shed was mostly in shadow, but light filtered in through the cracks, and bands of illumination lay across her son's body.
She could see some of him and some of him was in shadow-but she could sure see his prick!
Joey was standing with his side to his spying mother, facing the back wall of the shed, as he opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out.
Jenny had to stifle a gasp when she saw how enormous his cock was-as big as his daddy's formidable prick, she calculated. And as shapely, as well.
He didn't start to stroke off immediately.
His face was all twisted by lust and he was evidently enjoying some fiery fantasies before he began to beat his cock, getting his mind meshed with his cock, gearing his groin to his hot imagination.
And since he didn't have his hands on his prick yet, Jenny had a chance to admire it in all its proud glory, her line of sight unblocked and his loins well-revealed by the sunlight streaming through the chinks.
His cockhead was a fat, mushroom-shaped slab of flushed purple meat, flaring and throbbing, looking damned near as large as a clenched fist.
His shaft was thick and iron-hard and seamed up the underside by a pulsing ventral vein. It stood up like a bolt between his balls and his cock-knob, a pipeline through which his balls would deliver his jizz to his open piss-slit.
And there was an awful lot of that juice, she saw, as she gazed at his cumbags and found that they were bloated like balloons and pumping in and out.
Jenny was dizzy with desire.
She slipped around to the back of the shed and looked through from there, so that he was facing her. She could see his cock even better from that viewpoint, appreciating all the details of the outline and contours of thick shaft and bulging crown and inflated balls.
He was going to squirt his spunk up against that wall, as well. Jenny wondered if the hot, thick slime would spray out through the cracks-if some of her son's fuckjuice might spurt right into her face.
She was getting unbearably hot.
Joey cupped his solid balls in his left hand and folded his right fist around his prick.
He skinned back, making his cock-knob flare out in a smoking hot slab of naked meat.
He wasn't pumping yet, just holding at the hilt, his face tight with emotion as his lustful thoughts inflamed his mind. Jenny didn't know what the boy might be thinking about, but she knew that, whatever his fantasies, they could be no more heated than her own.
And in that heat, her inhibitions were melting away, leaving only lust in her mind.
Jenny knew it was naughty.
But that only made it more thrilling.
And Jenny decided to take things into her own hands.
CHAPTER TWO
Jenny would have been even more excited, if that were possible, if she had known just what her son was thinking about as he held his cock and balls in both hands, getting ready to toss himself off.
He was thinking about her.
Sometimes that boy thought about his sexy cheerleader sister when he beat his meat, but most often he had lurid and fevered fantasies about his mother, imagining doing the most depraved things to her voluptuous body in the most graphic and juicy details.
At the moment, the horny youth was in the initial stages of his daydream, thinking about sucking her big, stiff nipples in frenzied foreplay.
Then the shed door opened.
Joey gave a startled jump and his head snapped around to see who had come into the shed and caught him with his hard-on in his hand.
When he saw that it was his mother who was standing behind him, smiling, he thought he must be dreaming-that, instead of jacking off, he was having a wet dream.
After all, if his mom had actually caught him pulling his prick, she wouldn't be smiling, would she?
But the apparition moved up behind him, solid and real. Joey trembled in shame, as a young man tends to do when his mom finds him frigging off.
Jenny stood right behind him. He could feel the twin peaks of her nipples pressing into his shoulder blades and her gently rounded belly squirming against his ass.
The boy was mortified. But his cock knew no shame and, if anything, got bigger and harder. It felt like he was trying to choke a boa constrictor in his right fist while he held a heavy medicine ball in his left hand.
She rested her chin on his shoulder. He could smell her perfume and, too, the steamy aroma of hot cunt. Was he going crazy or was this really happening?
Her lips brushed against his ear.
"Don't be embarrassed, darling," she whispered.
Joey's lips moved but only a strangled, wordless sound came out. His voicebox was too tight to form words and, besides, the boy didn't know what to say.
Her hands slid around his flanks and she opened the front of his jeans completely. He had only unzipped his fly and yanked his cock out, but she tugged his jeans on down to his knees.
He stood as if frozen in place, hardly able to believe what was going on. He felt as if his hard-on extended all the way down to his heel, nailing him to the floor.
Jenny raised her skirt up above her pneumatic hips, then pulled her bikini panties down her thighs, baring the bushy mound of her vee.
She rubbed her hairy cunt against the hard, round cheeks of his teenaged ass, purring like a cat. Then her hands encircled his slim hips again. He was still holding his cock and balls. She took him by the wrist and drew his hand off his prick, then pulled the other hand off his balls.
She replaced his hands with her own.
Her left hand cupped his balls, lifting gently, as if she were weighing his cum load in the scale of her palm. Her right fist squeezed the hilt of his cockshaft. The youth swayed and groaned, his legs turning weak.
Joey's mind was as fevered as his prick, emotions dancing wildly through his head. He was pinioned by passion, rooted on his own randy cock.
"Oooooh-your cock is so big and hard, darling! Your balls are so full!" his mother sighed at his ear.
Her tongue flicked out, running sensually around in the boy's ear as her lips moved. Each time her lapper shot out, his cock pulsed savagely in her grip, and his cumbags were getting heavier by the instant.
"Mommy will make you feel better!" she purred.
Her hands were still motionless on his cock and balls. The wanton woman was tempted to ask him to turn around so that she could see his cock and balls as she frigged him and watch his hot slime squirt out.
But she resisted the urge.
Jenny knew that once that delicious-looking prick was facing her, she would be unable to restrain herself, that things were going to get out of hand.
Jacking her son off was naughty enough.
It would be just too, too depraved to do the job in her hungry, salivating mouth.
Squirming her cunt mound against his ass, she began to slide her fist up and down on his prick. She skimmed lightly at first, then tightened her grip. The hard core of his cock throbbed in her palm and circling fingers as she shifted the fleshy sheath up and down.
Jenny rose up onto her toes. With her chin resting on his shoulder, she looked down at his groin. Her fist frigged up and his flaring cockhead sank into his foreskin. Then she pumped down toward his balls and that huge purple slab loomed out naked.
It was making her so horny that she almost thought that her hands were going to cum.
His pisshole gaped open and a glob of pre-cum oozed out. It flung to his slick cock-knob, viscous and slimy. More squeezed out, ropy and gooey, slathering his prickhead like whipped cream on a fat purple plum.
The seepage trickled on down his thick cock, sluggish and quicksilvery. Her fist slid up and down faster as his cock oiled itself with the preliminary grease.
"M-Mom--! " he grated.
"Shhhhh-don't talk, darling. Just enjoy what Mommy is doing to your cock!" she whispered.
His head dropped back on her tits as she leaned over his shoulder. Her belly was whipping around, grinding her groin on his ass. Her cunt was incadescent, spilling a flood of juice down her inner thighs.
"Cum for Mommy, Joey! Jizz off for me!"
Her fist frigged faster and the youth arched his back, heaving his loins up. He was panting like a steam engine and humping up and down, fucking through her fist and then shoving his ass back on her cunt.
More pre-spunk spilled out. The virile boy hadn't shot his balls off yet, but he had already spilled out as much cum cream as a lesser man did when he got his rocks off. His prick looked like a melting cone of ice cream.
His balls rolled in her palm and his stiff prick sped up and down frantically as he surged to the crest. His mother could feel his cock jolt savagely and knew that he was almost at the peak.
"Shoot, baby-shoot!" she begged.
"Here it cums, Mom!" he croaked.
"Yeah-yeah!" she squealed in joy.
His cumbags exploded in her palm and his prick bucked as the load shot up through the hollow core. Then his slime was hosing out in torrents.
He spurted up against the wall as her fist frigged back, then squirted again as she pulled up, his cock going off like a recoiling cannon.
His jizz was shooting out under pressure, splattering against the wall and clinging there like limestone drippings in a cavern. Jenny kept jacking and Joey kept juicing, his cock like a cornucopia full of cum.
Jenny panted heavily. She was inhaling the hot perfume of her own pussy, and now the fragrance of cockmeat and cum were blending with the tang of pussy, permeating the shed with their sexual musk.
The potent teenager shot for a long time and his mother cherished every spurt.
At long last he began to flag. His humping got jerky and his balls went slack in her palm. His prick was still fat and firm in her other hand and she kept on pumping up and down on the greasy shaft to make sure she had milked out every precious drop of her son's spunk.
Finally, his cock began to bend. It was still an impressive handful even now that it was no longer iron-hard. It felt like a fat rubber hose in her fist.
She clenched her hand tightly and drew it up, squeezing to get the last globs of jism out of his prick. His final goo came out in a trickle from his pisshole, coating the tip of his prick with a milky film.
"Was that nice, baby?" she purred.
He was struck dumb again, looking stunned, as if he had been poleaxed by his own passion.
Jenny released his cock and balls and stepped back, smiling uncertainly, wondering how her son was going to react now that his balls were drained-wondering what on earth the boy would think of her.
He turned to face her. His cock swung around like the nozzle of a fire extinguisher, knob bobbing up and down and dripping globs of goo onto the floor.
She searched his face.
The boy looked bewildered and confused and his mother couldn't tell what thoughts and emotions were parading in his mind behind the stunned facade.
Was he scandalized and disgusted by her behavior, now that his balls were empty? Did he think she was wicked? Christ, would he tell his father?
"I-I like doing that for you, darling," she whispered, huskily. "Did you like it? Hmmmm?"
"I-it was-it felt-" he stammered.
But he couldn't get the words out. He was too amazed to deal with the situation, unable to think straight with his mom staring at him. He had often thought about the lovely lady when he was beating his own meat-but having her do it for him was a far different matter.
She cocked her head, smiling uncertainly.
"It was great, Mom!" Joey suddenly blurted out.
And then, as if his own words had shamed him, the boy snatched his jeans up and ducked past his mother, his cock still looped out naked as he fled from the shed. Jenny watched him cross the lawn, holding his jeans at half mast. He looked so funny that she almost giggled.
Jenny wasn't too worried by his attitude.
It was understandable that the youth wanted to be alone while he thought about what had happened. After all, it isn't every day that a guy gets a hand-job from his mother.
And she felt pretty sure that, no matter what misgivings he might have at the moment, he would think differently about it the next time he had a hard-on.
And his mother would be more than willing to drain his cock off again, as often as he liked.
But she knew that she had to be careful that she didn't get carried away. A hand-job was only a little naughty, but she didn't want to break the incest taboo by doing anything more serious than that.
The woman should have known it was impossible to keep to such limits.
CHAPTER THREE
Jenny didn't leave the tool shed for a while, but it wasn't because she was embarrassed to face her son following what she had done. She didn't dare face him when he had a hard-on, but that had nothing to do with embarrassment, it would just be too rigorous a test of her resolve to keep her mouth off his meat.
She remained in the shed because she wanted to get her own juicy jollies now.
She lifted her hands and gazed wistfully at her sticky palms and slimy fingers. Her frigging fist was drenched and plenty of her son's spunk had poured down onto her ball-holding hand, as well.
She opened her blouse and shrugged it back from her shoulders, thrusting her tits out. She kneaded the mounds and pulled at the swollen tips, working some of her son's spunk into the tit meat and nubs.
Then she held her hands up to her chin and tipped her lovely head down. She began to lap Joey's jizz from her palms, purring like a kitten with a saucer of cream, her taste buds tingling with the succulence.
She licked the jism from her palms and from the clefts between her fingers and the web between her thumb and forefinger. Her hot lapper was soaking it up like a sponge.
Jenny whimpered with cum-drinker's delight, drooling into her slime-serving hands. She had tasted plenty of spunk in her time, from a varied assortment of men, but she thought that her teenaged son's thick cream was the most delicious that she had ever sampled.
If the gooey stuff were so fucking scrumptious delivered secondhand, as it were, she could just imagine what it would be like to drink it from his cock.
But she mustn't do that, she told herself.
A hand job was only a heated caress, but a blow job would be taboo, her son's prick forbidden fruit.
Yet Jenny was already feeling her resolve beginning to weaken and falter.
Jenny licked one palm clean, then bunched her fingers up into a cock-shaped bundle and began to push them into her lips, stabbing in to the knuckles, sucking the jizz from the digits as her fevered mind made believe that it was Joey's prick gliding in and out of her mouth.
Her other hand slid down her gently rounded belly and cupped her cunt. She was sopping wet and her juice poured into her palm, blending with Joey's fuckjuice. She rubbed it into her pussy and absorbed the thick nectar, getting the incest oil by proxy.
Then she switched hands, licking the one that had been massaging her cunt. Her tongue was sparking electrically as she relished the savory sauce of cunt cream and jizz mixed up together.
Jenny was certainly not a lesbian, but she sure loved the taste of pussy.
One hand sank down to her crotch, slick with saliva, as the other came up to her mouth, all slathered from her overflowing fuck-hole.
She had licked both hands clean of cum now and she cupped her heavy tits, lifting them and deepening the smooth cleft. Her blonde head ducked down and she licked her tits and sucked her nipples, slurping up more spunk from them.
Jenny was whetting her appetite, getting hungrier by the moment. She drifted over to the back wall of the shed, where she had sprayed her son's jizz. The congealing goo was smeared all over the wodden planks, ropy shards dripping down in the chinks. The wall looked as if it had been whitewashed. She rubbed her belly and tits against the surface, greasing her hot body with his cock spume.
Her lapper lolled out and she licked some up from the wall. It was as thick as toothpaste on her tongue. She let the sweet goo run around on her taste buds for a while. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed it down. It was warming her belly like a vintage cognac.
Jenny's mouth and cunt seemed carnally connected. As she nourished her mouth, her cunt flooded. Her tongue was as tingly as her clit and she was drooling saliva as heavily as she was spilling out cunt-juice.
Rubbing her belly and bush against the sodden wall, she played with her tits with one hand and reached back with the other to nudge a fingertip into her ass-hole, wanting all of her hot body involved in this frigging.
When she finally stepped back from the wall, the whole front of her torso was coated with congealing cum, looking like a glazed doughnut.
She scooped more up in her palms and then lapped it up with her tongue. She moaned as she imagined having her horny son's prick explode in her mouth, hosing her gullet with a load of steaming spunk.
She told herself that there was nothing wrong with her fevered fantasies, no harm done by imagining and speculating about giving head to her kid-as long as she never really did such a depraved thing.
But the cock-hungry lady was weakening fast.
Maybe a blowjob wasn't really incest, she was trying to convince herself, as her conscience began to lose the struggle against her libido.
She would never fuck him, of course.
Jenny was so excited by this time that her cunt was starting to go off on its own. Waves of sensation rippled across her loins and shot up her legs. The waves were coming faster and higher each time, one rushing upon the one before, rising toward a foaming tidal crest.
Standing with her legs wide apart, dipped at the knees, she began to frig off with both hands. Her thighs tensed and relaxed as she bounced up and down on her own caress, as if she were squatting on a prick and riding it.
Tilting one wrist and packing her fingers together she began to frig into her fuck-hole. She massaged her clit with her other hand. Her cunt-hole sucked on her fingers and her clit exploded in her palm.
Under this double-handed fondling, Jenny soared toward the creamy crest. The waves merged into one. Her clit detonated like a blasting cap, setting off the main explosion in the core of her cunt.
Her lava-like cunt-juice poured out volcanically, so hot that she thought it would blister her hands like boiling oil. Her groin turned to a frothy swamp, and thick, creamy ribbons trickled down her inner thighs.
She fingerfucked up her hot hole frantically and tugged urgently on her flaring clit. She was at the peak and holding there in a prolonged cumming.
Jenny felt as if her whole body were melting in her climax, her nipples and tongue and ass-hole going off in echo of her cunt and clit.
Her legs were trembling and she sank slowly down to her knees and finished off her foaming as she knelt, hunkered over her hands, frigging her cunt through the final spasms and milking out the last cum cream.
Then she licked her hands again, lapping up her own cunt cum with relish.
Then, smiling dreamily, she pulled her clothing back together and went back to the house.
Joey was sitting in the front room when his mother came in. The youth had had time to get his thoughts and emotions in order now and he smiled shyly at her.
She gave him a demure look in return.
She sat down near him. They didn't speak. They kept glancing toward each other and then, as if embarrassed, averting their eyes.
Joey seemed timid and nervous-but eager, too.
And now that Jenny had the taste of his goo on her tongue, she was starving for more.
It's a good thing that my husband is liable to come home at any minute, she told herself.
If I knew that we had time, I just couldn't keep my mouth off Joey's cock.
But, as it turned out, she had lots of time.
CHAPTER FOUR
Marlon Dancer, a tall, handsome guy with crisp black hair and a firm jaw, had dropped his teenaged daughter, Honey, off at the athletic field where she was due to practice as a cheerleader for the school team.
Agreeing to pick her up when practice was over, he drove on to the gas station to get the car serviced. That didn't take as long as usual and he was back at the field before the practice session was done, so he took a seat in the bleachers to watch.
And got an instant hard-on.
Seeing all those firm-fleshed, nubile teenagers strutting and bouncing around was turning him on.
And, to his embarrassment, his own sexy little girl was holding his attention more than anyone. He hadn't realized how well-developed she had become in the last year. It surprised and disconcerted him.
It was wrong to get horny over his own kid.
But he couldn't help it. He had no control over his imagination or his cock. He blushed, ashamed of himself, but his shameless cock just kept right on swelling rebelliously, getting so frisky that it was threatening to burst right through the fabric of his trousers-and so hot that it seemed as if it might burn its way out.
As he stared at her, Honey bounced and gyrated, her long legs flashing and her plump tits jiggling saucily in her scanty little costume.
She was an adorable little minx, a lot like a younger version of her voluptuous mother-and not too much younger, considering the size of her tits.
Her tawny hair tumbled around her oval face, and her supple hips and delightfully round, firm ass flung themselves around provocatively.
Marlon wondered if she was a virgin. But it wasn't any parental concern that brought that question to mind-it was turning him on to think about his lovely little girl getting her ass screwed off by the local boys.
Honey leaped up, swaybacked, her slim torso arching back as her big tits heaved up. Her tiny skirt swirled around her pneumatic hips and her daddy could see her little bikini panties molded to her crotch.
He fancied that he could even make out the shadowed outline of her hairy vee in the snug panties. She was making his prick thunder like a lightning rod and his balls expand mightily-and he was drooling, as well.
The practice was almost over-and then, along with his embarrassment about his incestuous thoughts, Marlon saw that he had another problem.
His hard-on was more than obvious.
Even soft, he had a formidable prick, and engorged with desire it was making a massive lump in the front of his pants. There was no way he could hide such a bulge, and his daughter was sure to notice it. He was mortified.
The only solution he could think of to this dilemma was to give himself a fast frigging. Once he had emptied his balls, his cock would recede. The thought of jacking himself off was embarrassing, too, but not nearly as much as that of having Honey see his erection-and, besides, he was so worked up that he knew some quick self-abuse would be a relief.
The girls were starting to head for the locker room by this time. Marlon didn't have time to escape unnoticed, and besides he figured that hauling such a noticeable boner back to his car was liable to draw attention and alarm. Luckily, he was wearing old clothing. He dropped down on the bench and wriggled on through, concealing himself in the shadowed area underneath the bleachers.
Kneeling there, he could see the cheerleaders filing past, all long, sinewy legs and tight asses and pert tits in their little outfits.
His daughter and another girl were trailing behind the others, having a giggling conversation. Marlon figured he would wait until they had passed, then toss himself off in his hiding place, finishing in plenty of time to greet them with a flat fly when they got back from the showers.
But then, to Marlon's considerable consternation, Honey and her girlfriend sat down on the row of bleachers, right before where he was kneeling.
He didn't think they could see him in the shadows, but he didn't dare begin to beat his meat, fearing they might hear the sounds of solitary sex.
He was staring right at their asses and getting randier by the second. Honey had a high, round ass and the other girl-a raven-haired beauty he knew as Rachel-had an ass shaped like an inverted valentine. Dark and blonde, both nubile, they made a pleasing contrast.
Hardly aware of the compulsion that drove him, acting on instinct, Marlon lay down and wriggled up under the bench just under the girls.
He could look right up their tiny skirts.
Gulping, he shifted his gaze from bikini-clad crotch to panty-garbed groin. He could see that both of their crotchbands were soaking wet, but assumed that was no doubt due to having worked up a sweat during practice.
But he was also breathing in the perfume of hot pussy and that tantalizing fragrance seemed more redolent of arousal than exertion.
He could hear them giggling gaily as they squirmed around, as if getting comfortable on the bare wooden plank. And then he heard their conversation.
It was a revelation.
"Let's wait until the rest of the girls have finished and left, okay?" Honey suggested. "Then we can fool around in the shower without having them gawking and giggling and calling us dykes."
Marlon had to stifle a gasp.
"Yeah," Rachel agreed. "They're real silly-they don't know that a girl don't have to be a lesbian, just 'cause she-likes to play with pussy."
Marlon couldn't have risen from his back now if he'd wanted to. He felt as if his prick had taken root in the earth, spiking him to the ground.
And his balls felt too heavy to lift, besides.
The teenagers were shifting around.
"Ummmmmm-that's nice," Honey sighed.
Marlon knew that they must be feeling each other up, twisting together from the hips. He couldn't see up beyond their crotches and asses, but he could hear them kissing moistly and panting heavily and he could just imagine their hands groping under each other's sweater.
He saw that the crotch band of his daughter's bikini panties was getting a lot juicier. And then he saw a hand creep into that sodden crotch. Rachel was cupping Honey's cunt through her panties.
His gaze shifted to the adjacent groin.
Rachel's panties were being tugged out and he could see the outline of Honey's hand working inside them, caressing the dark girl's pussy.
Holy shit, he thought. It was making him more horny than he had ever been in his life, totally turned on by the knowledge that his sweet little girl was bisexual-and by the visual evidence of her inclinations.
He just had to open his fly-being careful to tug the zipper down quietly-and reach in to haul his heavy cock and balls out. His balls were inflated like waterwings, as if supporting him in a sea. His cock loomed up so tall that the purple knob was damned near nudging his daughter's groin.
"Listen, Honey," Rachel whispered.
The words were muffled and Marlon knew that the girl must be speaking with her lips locked on Honey's mouth.
"My mom and dad are out of town and I got the house to myself today. Instead of fooling around in the shower, you wanna come home with me?"
"Ooooooh-that sounds like fun!" Honey purred.
"It'll be a lot more comfortable and-and maybe we can do some real naughty things, huh?"
"Oh, yeah-let's do everything!" Honey enthused.
Their hands moved faster as they frigged each other, inspired by the prospect of privacy. "Don't make me cum!" Honey gasped.
"Me, neither!" Rachel moaned. "Let's save it until we get to my house."
Their hands slowed down, caressing tenderly and lovingly, but no longer working toward a creamy conclusion. But if the girls intended to save their mutual masturbation, Marlon had no such thought. He just had to empty his balls off before the fuckers blew out like a punctured balloon.
He gave his gigantic cock a single stroke and shot his wad off instantly.
His steaming slime rose up in a gooey geyser and splashed in his daughter's crotch. His fist flew up and down, pumping out spurt after spurt.
His little girl's groin was turning into a lathered swamp as he hosed her repeatedly. Frothy white spunk drenched her panties and streaked her thighs.
"You creamed!" Rachel protested.
"I did not," Honey replied.
"You did so!" Rachel accused her. "I can feel the stuff seeping out!"
"Gee! My crotch does feel real wet and creamy, but I didn't cum, honest, Rachel!"
Honey insisted.
Marlon squirted a last milky jizz jet out and slumped back on the ground, panting as quietly as he could. His prick was swaying like a tree in a hurricane, the huge cock-knob spilling out the last of his juice in a feeble trickle.
He stared up with haunted eyes. Rachel drew her hand out of Honey's groin. It vanished from the man's sight, but he heard her licking.
"Well, it sure tastes like you juiced off," that raven-haired vixen whispered.
"Gee, I dunno. Maybe I creamed without even knowing it," Honey speculated. "Let me taste it."
Marlon heard his daughter slurp on Rachel's hand.
Then she giggled impishly.
"Jeez-it's all hot and thick. It tastes more like cum than cunt-juice. But I didn't cream, though. I bet that what happened is that there was still spunk in me from getting screwed last night, see-and when you fingered my snatch it just came pouring out."
Marlon almost fainted.
Who could blame him? In the one statement, te he had learned that his lovely little girl knew what a man's fuckjuice tasted like and that she had been fucked the night before-and, most exciting of all, she was licking up her own father's cum from her girlfriend's hand!
And these are the sort of things that really make a man with a nubile teenaged daughter react.
Honey and Rachel left the bleachers and headed for the locker room to shower and change-and maybe to fool around a bit, as well.
Marlon crawled out from under the row of seats, looking stunned. He had managed to ram his hard cock back into his pants and zipper them up with difficulty. His erection was almost as evident as it had been before he shot his bolt-as if he hadn't drained his balls in a month.
Crouching guiltily over his cock, he moved awkwardly back to the parking lot and got in the car, sitting behind the wheel, slumped over and with his knees lifted, doing his best to conceal his condition.
After a while, the girls walked up and got in.
"Okay if I stop at Rachel's house for a while, Daddy?" Honey asked him. "Weerrrr-we wanna study together."
Marlon, who knew just what those naughty girls were going to be learning in each other's loins, had trouble replying. His jaws were tight, his vocal cords still, as if echoing the state of his prick.
He nodded and grunted an affirmative.
Then he drove to Rachel's address and the girls jumped out of the car. Their enthusiasm was more than evident to the man, with his secret knowledge of their plans.
And Marlon had a plan of his own.
He drove off with great concentration, having difficulty paying attention to the road. At the first phone booth he came to, he pulled up and parked.
He telephoned home.
Jenny answered the phone. She might have sounded a bit breathless, but Marlon didn't notice.
"Sweetheart, it's going to take longer than I thought to have the car serviced," he lied. "I just wanted to let you know that I wouldn't be home for a while."
"That," she replied, "is fine, darling."
Marlon, intent upon his own plans, failed to catch any suspicious hint in her words or intonation. Why should he, after all? His wife was safely at home.
He rang off and got back in the car, returning to the street where Rachel lived. He parked at the curb, far enough down the street so that anyone looking out from her house would not notice the car. But he supposed that was an unnecessary precaution.
The girls were liable to be much too busy to be looking out the window-if their heads were buried where he imagined they would be.
Hauling his hard-on before him, Marlon walked back to Rachel's house, driven by voyeur's compulsion, determined to see what the girls were doing.
He got all he hoped for, too.
But the phone call and the lie that had explained his delay in returning home had set further fascinating events into motion-where, safely at home, his wife realized that she had all the time she needed to do what she wanted.
CHAPTER FIVE
As she spoke on the telephone, Jenny Dancer was eyeing her son's crotch. She hardly heard the feeble excuse that her husband offered for not being home soon. It seemed to the lustful lady that fate must have taken a hand, that she was destined to suck her son's prick and had been granted the opportunity.
He was staring back at her, trying to read the look on her face like a dog seeking his master's approval after fetching a stick.
"That was your father," Jenny said, as she put the phone back in the cradle.
Joey looked alarmed, as if the very mention of the man disturbed him. Marlon was his father, true-but he was also Jenny's husband and Jenny had done a wonderfully naughty thing to Joey-but not nearly as naughty, or wonderful, as she wanted to do now.
"He won't be home for a while," Jenny added. "We've got some time to kill, darling."
Joey's expression changed as they looked at one another with tacit understanding. He arched his back and thrust his well-packed groin up suggestively.
"Wanna jerk me off again, Mom?" he croaked.
The boy's eagerness delighted the lascivious lady. She moved toward him very slowly, unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off. Standing over him, she dropped her skirt, then tucked her thumbs under the elastic band of her panties and tugged them down, squirming her ass and hips. She stepped out of them. They were so full of cunt-juice that they lay like a puddle on the carpet.
Joey gazed at her cunt in awe. She had rubbed it against his ass when she was jacking him off, but this was the first time he had actually seen her pussy.
Jenny dipped slightly at the knees and parted her lush thighs, letting him see into her groin. Her cunt was gaping open wide, the pink slot full of cream, her clit standing out like a post in a swamp.
Joey inhaled deeply, breathing in the bouquet of that heated cunt. The tip of his tongue showed in his trembling lips. Jenny knew that her son would relish a chance to suck her cunt. It was evident in his expression. She was looking forward to that, too.
But at the moment her mouth was hornier than her pussy, from licking up his spilled spunk while she gave herself a fingerfucking.
It was like a meal in reverse. She had already tasted the creamy dessert, but she hadn't yet had the meat course in her hungry mouth.
She jerked her pelvis up and down in a fucking motion as she showed her son her pussy. Then she sank down on her knees before him.
She unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down, then dragged his jeans down his thighs. His prick stood like a stone pillar over his balls. She removed his jeans from his feet, her head down, blonde hair tumbling over her face. She kissed his feet and sucked on his wriggling toes, as if getting her lips warmed up for the job ahead of her.
Then she began to lick slowly up the youth's lean legs, moving to his thighs. Joey was gasping as he began to realize that his mother was going to give him more than just another hand-job.
A blowjob is the stuff of dreams to a horny teenaged boy-and the thought of cumming in his own mother's hot, wet mouth was driving him wild.
Jenny ran her tongue up to his groin and licked at the crease where his thigh joined his torso, avoiding the vital contact for a while.
She loved the slow build up toward the inevitable and adored teasing him by the delay, making him whimper and whine for her mouth.
Shifting higher, she licked his belly button and lapped at his wiry pubic vee. His cock was rubbing her under the chin as she mouthed his hairy bush. He gaped down his torso, hardly able to believe that his mother's lovely face was hovering over his loins.
"Do you want Mommy to suck your cock, darling?" she purred. "Hmmmm? Does the naughty boy want to fuck his mommy in the mouth?"
"Ohhh-yeah, yeah!" he blurted.
"Have you ever had a blowjob, Joey?"
"N-no!" he moaned.
Her eyes glowed brightly and her mouth filled up with saliva, reacting like a Pavlovian dog to the news that her son's cock was virgin. Blowing her little boy was a thrilling prospect, and knowing that hers would be the first mouth on his prick enhanced the delight.
She rubbed her nose against his cock-knob, sniffing and snuffling, savoring the gamy aroma.
Pre-cum oozed into his pisshole, and she wiped it onto her nose as her breath wafted down his prick. He was bridged in the chair, his pelvis thrust up. His cock was pounding like a jackhammer.
Jenny was glad that she had already milked him off once by hand, knowing it would take him longer to cum a second time and looking forward to a lovely session of sucking before she drank her reward.
Her blonde head slid down and the woman began to lick Joey's bloated balls. She slurped all over them, laving and lapping, then sucked on the solid spheres as if she was trying to absorb his jizz right through his balls, to swallow his spunk from the swollen source.
Then she fitted her flattened tongue to the base of the boy's cockshaft. She drew it up slowly, inch by inch, tracing along the pulsing ridge of his ventral vein. She licked the underside of his cockhead as she came to it. Then she slowly repeated the stroke.
Head turning, she tongued up his stalk from all sides and angles, beginning on his balls and drawing on up to the flaring purple crown.
She was taking her time, enjoying the preliminary licking before the serious sucking, and wanting to make her son's first blowjob a memorable occasion-both for his sake and also so that the boy would look forward to fucking her face again, as soon as they got the chance for an encore.
She gazed at his face as she tongued his prick, loving the way that lust was twisting his features. They both knew that it was very naughty for a mother to lick her son's cock, but that only made it more exciting.
Her lapper crisscrossed up the heavily veined underside of his thick cock and danced at the sensitive point where his cockhead wedged out in a meaty slab.
Then she placed her parted lips on the root of his cock and began to run them up and down as if she were playing a meaty harmonica. She blew and hummed and sucked as her mouth slid up the stalk.
Preliminary goo was gushing out from his pisshole in a lavish flow now. It ran down his greasy cock-knob and onto his prick and she sucked it up with relish. His pre-cum was more delicious when she mouthed it from his meat than when she had licked it from her hands and from the wall of the shed, and that tantalizing taste was making her ravenous for the full dose that was swelling his cumbags up.
She would have spent more time licking and fluting on his prick, but he was pouring out the preliminary spunk so lavishly and plentifully that Jenny was afraid that the horny teenager might shoot off too soon.
It would have been a tragedy if her son shot his wad before his cock was in her mouth.
She drew back and smiled at him with her spunky lips, slipping her tongue across them. She was so hot for his cock and juice that her tongue was steaming in her saliva and he was so hot that his prick was smoking.
"Had enough, dear?" she purred.
Joey looked horrified.
"Just teasing, baby," she sighed. "Mommy wants it as much as you do! I'm hungry for your cockmeat, Joey! I'm hot to drink your jizz!"
"Suck my cock, Mom!" he begged, humping up from the chair, stabbing his prick into the air.
His cumbags were so full that they weren't swinging, they were rolling up below his cockshaft like bowling balls, as if they had been inflated on the root of his thick, meaty cock valve. More pre-cum bubbled out and ran down. His prick was glistening with the seepage, flowing like a fountain with the juice.
Jenny tongued up another mouthful, using her lapper like a pliable spoon. She savored it on her taste buds, then drank it down, swallowing with her mouth open so that the boy could see his jizz coating her pink tongue and streaming on down her throat.
"Yummy!" she purred. "Your jizz is delicious, Joey! Mommy wants all of it!"
Her lips were forming an oval, showing the avid lad a facial fuck-hole.
"Use Mommy's mouth for a cunt, darling! Fuck my face and feed me your sweet slime!"
Her head moved up and she turned her face down over his smoldering prick. She breathed in the fragrance and drooled heavily. She had never wanted anything more than she wanted a mouthful of that young meat.
Her lapper flicked at the flaring knob.
"Suck me off!" he croaked.
And then Jenny began the oral incest in earnest, sucking for a creamy conclusion.
CHAPTER SIX
Jenny kissed the tip of Joey's cock, then let her lips slowly part around it, feeding it in. He quivered violently. Her lips collared his prick just below the head, turning outward as she nursed gently.
"Ummmmm-ummmmmm!" she sighed.
Joey stared down in awe, seeing his stiff prick looming up into her mother's mouth. He would have thought that he was dreaming this whole incredible situation if the feel of her facial fuck-hole weren't so very, very real.
Knowing that his mom was a cocksucker was a turn-on in itself, and actually seeing her mouthing his cock was making the boy incandescent with lust.
Jenny held only his cock-knob in the collar of her lips, sucking on it gently and stirring her nimble tongue around on the flaring underside.
She blew down his prick, then inhaled as if she was sucking him right down into her panting lungs. His thick cock swelled, stretching her lips wider. Saliva was dribbling down his prick, streaked with thicker threads of pre-cum.
Jenny inhaled and exhaled, sucked and blew, panting on her son's prick, dipping her tongue tip into his pisshole to flick more goo out.
Her radiant face slowly turned from side to side as she screwed her mouth on his prick, adding heated tongue to the steamy suction. She pulled her mouth off him for a moment, coming up for air and taking a loving look at that scrumptious cockhead glistening with her drool.
Joey humped up, eager to get his cock buried in his mom's magic mouth again.
She arched her sleek back and heaved her tits out. Joey frigged up through her cleavage. His cock-knob was spilling out lots of slime in her tit cleft and skimming on up her breastbone, nudging into the hollow of her throat.
She tilted her face down and lapped at his bulging crown as it squeezed from between her tits. But then she pulled back and his stiff cock snapped out of her cleavage and stood rampant, humming like a vibrator.
Tit fucking was fun, but Jenny's mouth was too greedy to share her son's prick even with her own tits.
She ran her tongue all over his cock-knob, then sucked it on into her mouth again. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked and billowed out as she blew. When she puffed down his prick, his cumbags swelled as if she were blowing them up with her panting breath.
Joey placed his hands on her shoulders, then slid them up and held her face between his open palms. He gently urged her down on his cock. The youth had never had his cock in a mouth before but he seemed to know instinctively just how the action should be-as his mother had known from the very first moment when she first had a prick in her mouth, long ago and lots of pricks since.
Jenny began to bob up and down as Joey heaved into her head, taking a little bit more of his long prick in each time she ducked down in the classic blowjob movement.
She swallowed a third of his cockshaft, then a half, then gorged on three-quarters.
The boy wondered where the fuck it was all going. He was glad that he had plenty of prick to feed her-and so was she.
Jenny bobbed her blonde head down and swallowed all of her son's massive cock. Her chin was jammed on his bloated balls and her nose was nestled in his pubic hair as she plastered her lips to the hilt of his prick.
She went up and down steadily, continuing to swallow him in balls-deep, her golden hair falling like a curtain over his groin and shrouding his balls.
"Unghhhhh-ulphhhfff!" she gulped, as his flaring cock-knob choked into her throat.
She took it and welcomed it and held it buried, then sucked very slowly back up his shaft, purring as she went.
Her tongue was folded up into a soft, wet bridge over which his prick was running as it slid in and out of her lips and plunged back to her gullet.
Her mouth was already full of spunk as his pisshole kept on seeping freely. His cock was driving in through his own thick goo, plowing the slime aside.
Jenny turned her head, taking his cock-knob into one cheek, then the other. She took a stroke up against the arched roof of her mouth. Then she bobbed her face down and let it all pump into her throat again.
She was yearning for his load.
"Shoot, darling-hose my mouth!" she moaned on his meaty cock-knob, as if it were a microphone.
She gagged as she took it all.
Then she pulled up to the slab and begged again.
"Jizz me, baby! Juice me! Feed me your sweet sap!"
Her words broke off in a gurgle as she stuffed her throat again.
"Ulphhhh! Cum-gluggg! Yes! Slime meslurpppp! Paint my fucking palate!" She kept on pleading for his cream, her words choked off as she gorged.
She was taking him in so deep that she thought that his cockhead must be right down in her belly-that she wouldn't even have to swallow when he shot his wad, it would already be in her digestive tract.
She wondered if a lot of horny mothers sucked their son's cocks. It was so much fun that she wouldn't have been surprised if it were common behavior-but she knew that few mothers could be as lucky as she. Joey's prick was huge and hard and so fucking delicious.
She shoved down and his balls rolled up, bumping her chin and then surging against her lips, as if she were trying to swallow him, balls and all.
Joey shuddered and cried out. "Here it cums, Mom!" he gasped. "Ummmmm-ummmmmm-umpfffff!" she cooed.
His balls exploded and his cockshaft rippled as the load came surging up. Jenny held his prick buried and felt his first scalding slime pour right down her throat.
Then she drew her mouth up to his cock-knob in time to get his second squirt on her tongue, giving her the pleasure of tasting it before she drank it down.
Joey face-fucked frantically, foaming off in her throat as he rammed in and onto her tongue as he withdrew. His jizz was coming out in a slimy cable, a creamy coil. It seemed to run in an unbroken stream from his balls to her mouth, gluing them together.
She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked.
He filled her mouth up, she gulped it down and the potent boy filled her up again. Jenny had never drunk so much spunk from a single cock on a single crest, nor had she ever swallowed any so delicious.
Her son's slime was as rich and thick as condensed milk, so heavy that she felt as if she were eating the viscous stuff instead of drinking.
Cum and saliva spilled from her lips and ran down his jolting prick. A trickle dribbled down her chin. Joey moaned at the sight of his joy-juice overflowing that maternal maw, and she deliberately let some more spill out, showing her son some of what she was drinking.
Finally, he began to flag.
Jenny already had a bellyful and more in her mouth, but she was being a glutton, relishing the taste and the texture, wanting to drink from his cock for ages.
"More! More! Don't stop!" she gurgled.
The dutiful lad fed her another jet, responding to his passionate parent's pleas.
Jenny gargled and gasped and gulped, consuming his cum in a voracious rapture. He had shot his bolt now and he lay back in the chair, no longer humping.
The dregs were still oozing out and Jenny kept on bobbing her head up and down, milking it out. The stuff had greased her cheeks and gooed her gums. Shards dripped from the arched roof of her mouth like stalactites and painted her palate like primitive art in a cave. Her tongue was bobbing around in a slimy sea.
She pulled her mouth up until only his oily cock-knob was in her lips. Folding her fist around his prick, she jacked up and down, draining a few last globs out by the pumping action as she continued to suck.
She gazed up at his face through lowered eyelashes, eager to see how he looked now that he had cum.
He looked ecstatic.
"Jeez, Mom! You got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner!" he complimented her. "It feels like you sucked my guts out-like my ass-hole caved in!"
His appreciation pleased her greatly.
She kept on jerking him in her mouth until she was sure that no jizz remained in his cock or balls. His balls were slack and deflated now. But his big prick was still promisingly fat and firm in her mouth.
It was an added benefit in blowing young boys that they shot a lot-and often.
She drew her lips from him.
His cock hardly sagged at all.
She began using her tongue to lick up the stray drops that had eluded her lips and run down his cockshaft and onto his balls-the cum returning to the source like a criminal to the scene of the crime.
His balls were recharging again as she tongued them.
Jenny wondered if they had time to fool around some more before her husband got home.
And, of course, they did.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The front door wasn't locked and Marlon let himself in quietly, feeling nervous and guilty, like a sneak thief or a cat burglar. But he wasn't there to steal anything, of course-other than a look.
He stood in the hallway, listening, and heard the sound of girlish giggles from a nearby room. He was trembling with the passion of a parental peeper. Watching any sexual act in secret was a treat, but the prospect of seeing his own sweet teenaged daughter misbehave was driving him crazy.
Marlon could think of nothing more exciting than seeing his little girl eat pussy.
Of course, if he had known what his wife and son were doing, he might have thought differently.
He tiptoed down the dark corridor and peered stealthily into the front room. He grinned when he realized that he had arrived just in time for the show.
The girls were stripping for action.
Marlon took his cock out and watched.
Facing each other, blissfully unaware that they were being gazed at by other eyes, the cheerleaders took their clothing off slowly, teasing each other as they revealed their sexy forms little by little.
Rachel's cunt bush was like a midnight jungle spread out on her lower belly.
Honey's was like a sunlit forest on her loins.
Rachel had dusty pink tit tips, swollen and explosive. Honey had rosy nipples like high-caliber bullets. Both girls were licking their chops in anticipation, their tongues every bit as his prick. With the wedge-shaped end snuggled in her, his long, thick shaft stood out like a pipeline connecting his bloated cumbags to her cunthole.
Jenny began to rotate her ass and hips, swinging her pelvis around so that her fuckslot was twisting around on the head of his cock in a screwing motion.
She was teasing him-and herself-by not taking all of his thundering prick into her. But she knew that she couldn't afford to tease him for very long without running the risk that he would blow his wad before they were united to the hilt, with his prick and the core of her cunt.
"Take it, Mom-take it all!" he babbled, half delirious in his desire, his face so contorted by lust that he looked demented, crazed, insane with the joy of impending incest. His cock muscles worked, making the fat knob throb savagely in her seething pussy.
Jenny could feel the hot, thick pre-spunk ooze from his pisshole and soak into her sucking cunt, blending with her own cream, running down his prick.
That slimy sap was making her pussy asingly, getting their tongues in training for the cunt work ahead.
They rubbed their tits together, nipples brushing and flaring. They kneaded tits in their hands and groped down to fondle each other's fuck-holes.
But they didn't start any steady action that might have brought the other girl off. They weren't going to settle for hand-jobs today.
Honey dropped her head and sucked a fat tit tip into her lips, nursing moistly. She switched to the other nipple. Then she arched back and fed some tit to Rachel, arching her back and cradling that dark head to her tits.
"I wanna eat your cunt!" Honey moaned.
"Ummmmm! Me, too!" Rachel sighed on a plump tit. "Tongue fuck me first, if you wanna-and then I'll go down on you and suck you off, too!"
That sequence delighted Honey. She knew that once she had satisfied her hot mouth on Rachel's pussy, her own cunt would be even hornier for Rachel's tongue. And Rachel would be hungrier to feast on fuck-hole after she had gotten her own pussy creamed off, too.
Honey began to lick her way down Rachel's belly. She slipped down onto the floor and tongued up and down the insides of the girl's shapely thighs.
Rachel arched her back and tilted her cunt up, like a creamy delicacy served on a hairy platter. Honey gazed at her girlfriend's pussy in a cunt-hungry rapture. Rachel's slot was open in a wide oval and flooded with juice and her clit was standing out firm and flaring.
Honey breathed in the hot fumes rising from that randy rut and her mouth salivated heavily as the tantalizing aroma perked her appetite.
"Shove your tongue up me, Honey!" Rachel whined.
Honey's blonde head dove in tongue first. She began to lap into her friend's steamy pussy, flick at the unfurled lips, lick her vibrant clit.
Rachel gasped and gurgled with glee.
She clamped her legs around Honey's head for a moment. But she didn't want to hinder the blonde's ardent plating and she threw her thighs open wide again.
She jerked her knees up to her tits, hooping her body, shoving her pussy into Honey's face.
Honey spread Rachel's cuntslot open wider with her fingertips and stabbed her tongue as far up the slimy chute as she could.
She concentrated on tongue-work for a while, then clamped her lips on Rachel's sodden pussy and began to suck as well as lick, French kissing her fuck-hole.
Rachel's feet kicked around and she heaved her ass and hips up and down in a frenzy.
Honey came up for air, grinning with gooey lips, then dove on her friend's cunt again. Her tongue whisked and flailed and slapped into her slot and her pliable lips were plastered on Rachel's pussy like a suction cup on a drain.
She held Rachel by the cheeks of her trim ass and lifted her loins higher, as if the dark girl's cunthole were a goblet to be quaffed to the dregs.
"Cum-cum-cum!" Honey moaned, the words coming out blurred and muffled in Rachel's cunt.
"Gonna-gonna-" Rachel wailed.
"Melt in my fucking mouth, Rachel! Cream my tongue!" Honey gasped.
Her saliva poured into Rachel's gash. Then she sucked it back out, mixed with muff goo.
If either of the girls had happened to look toward the doorway, they would have seen Honey's father. He was so intrigued by the performance that he was standing in plain sight, holding his cock out like a pike before him.
But Honey's head was buried and Rachel was gazing down at her own groin, watching that blonde head grinding away on her creamy cunt.
Marlon could see his little girl's nimble tongue flash and dance in the dark girl's cunt, and heard all the soft, moist sounds of the mouthing clearly.
Rachel began to shudder.
"Cummin'-cummin'-drink me, Honey!"
"Ahhhhhh-ummmmmm!" Honey moaned.
She was in pussy-plater's paradise as that succulent, fragrant fuck-hole began to dissolve, filling her mouth with the sweet nectar of a teenaged girl's cunt-juice.
She opened her mouth wide, slapping her lips on Rachel's cunt and clit and sucking the cream out voraciously. The flow was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as Rachel surged to the peak.
Rachel's feet shot straight up in the air, pedaling. Then her knees hooked back to her tits as she climbed to the crest and held there, cumming off steadily. Her clit exploded and her cunt turned to jelly and Honey hungrily sucked her through the spasms.
Drained, Rachel collapsed along the couch, a dreamy smile on her face.
Honey kept on sucking out the residue and using her tongue like a ladle, to get it all. She was gurgling with glee. Having a cunt melt in her mouth was a joy.
And now her own cunt needed some attention.
After a while, she raised her head and gazed at the dark girl.
"Eating cunt is swell," she sighed. Rachel didn't doubt it-and now Rachel was eager to find out for herself.
And a horny daddy was looking forward to the second act in this distaff drama.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Honey started to move back up onto the couch, knowing that her girlfriend was eager to do some cunt diving in return, now. But Rachel was so very eager that she didn't even wait for Honey to serve her-she went down after the blonde girl's cunt like a buffet.
Honey was kneeling and Rachel slid to the floor and twisted limberly around behind her. She held Honey's pneumatic hips and began to kiss her ass. Then her tongue slid up through the musky crack.
Rachel had evidently thought a lot about giving head to a girl, because she seemed to have figured out just how she wanted to go about it, savoring all the details and starting on an ass-hole appetizer.
She burrowed in, rubbing her nose and tongue up through Honey's nether cleft. She cupped the blonde girl's ass-cheeks and pulled them open, revealing her tiny, puckered ass-hole. Her nose dipped into that tangy slot, sniffling and snuffling. Then she began to lick Honey's shitter out.
Honey squealed with delight and Rachel was whimpering as she relished that fragrant feast, using a shithole snack for a starter and getting hungrier for the main course of creamy cunt by the instant.
Her tongue drove in as deep as it would go and Honey's back passage sucked on it as if she were trying to digest Rachel's tongue in reverse.
Rachel fitted her lips to the bud, nursing as she French kissed Honey's shithole greedily. Her drool was running down the crack of Honey's ass and into her groin, joining the flow of cunt-juice lathered up in that steamy vee.
Rachel rimmed and reamed, savoring that tasty ass-hole. The aroma of swampy cunt came wafting up to her ass-sucking face, driving her wild.
She began to move lower, sliding her face down into Honey's crotch from behind, so that she was eating her cunt out in the doggy fucking position.
Honey shoved her ass back, squirming and wriggling, as Rachel burrowed in her groin. Rachel's forehead was against the round globes of Honey's ass, and her face was buried in the steamy swamp below.
Marlon could see frothy ribbons of cunt-juice unwinding down his daughter's kneeling thighs, along with a wash of her girlfriend's saliva.
The atmosphere was heavy with the cloying fragrance of hot pussy-one already creamed off and the other just beginning the process of melting.
His cock was sticking up, so hard and heavy that he had to hold his head and shoulders flung back to counterbalance that bulging burden.
He seemed to be sighting across his cockhead as his glowing eyes stared at the naughty teenagers, watching Rachel's tongue slurp and slap in Honey's creamy cunt. He had only intended to play the peeper on the girls and satisfy his own raging desire with a fuck in his own fist. But this scene was Marlon hornier by the second, and his inhibitions were feeling under the assult of pure lust.
After all, he reasoned, his daughter was already depraved and corrupted. He had heard her refer to sucking and fucking with boys and he was watching her with a girl and since she was already so very naughty, could it hurt if she dabbled in a bit of incest, too?
Honey was beginning to shudder and tremble, hopping up and down, her haunches heaving and her plump tits swaying saucily under her as she groveled on all fours and her friend ate her out from the rear.
Rachel was savoring this snack so much that she didn't want it to end too soon. The best part of sucking cunt was the thrill of having a cunt cream in your mouth, to be sure, but Rachel was enjoying the build-up, too.
She knew that if she concentrated on Honey's clit she would have her melting in moments and so, forsaking that taut little nugget for now, she began to slurp up through Honey's crotch with long swipes of her tongue.
Her tongue started in Honey's blonde bush and dragged up through her swampy split, running only slightly over her clit and then sliding on up through the crack of her ass and ending up in her shithole.
She repeated the slurp a few times. But Honey's pussy was flowing lavishly now, her groin so drenched it looked as if she had spilled a milkshake in her lap. Rachel would have liked to lick longer, but if Honey was starting to cream off she was sure as hell going to concentrate on it.
She clamped her mouth on Honey's cunt and began to suck the juices out greedily. Sweet nectar washed over her lips. A little spurt hit her tongue, spraying out of Honey's cunt almost like cum from a cock. Rachel sucked it up from the blonde girl's cunt cup, then slid her tongue in and spooned more goo out from the inner folds.
Honey clung to the crest, whimpering, feeding
Rachel a steady tide as she kept on creaming She moaned as the highest peak crashed through her loins. Then her head sank down to the floor and her sweet little ass hiked up higher and she shuddered more gently through the fading spasms.
Rachel kept on plating her pussy, quaffing from her cunt until she was certain that it was finished. Then she began to bob her head up and down as she licked up the overflow from the insides of Honey's thighs, gathering up every drop and drinking it down with glee.
After a while, she sat back on her heels.
"Gee-I love doing that, Honey!" the dark girl sighed, as if surprised by how much pleasure she had found in her blonde friend's fuck-hole.
"Ummmmm! Me, too!" Honey purred. "I don't know which I love more-eating your cunt or having you suck me. But I guess it doesn't matter who goes first."
"Or we could do it together," Rachel suggested.
"Hmmmmm?" Honey sighed, still on her hands and knees and wondering if she wanted to dine in Rachel's lunchbox loins again, or feed her another creamy feast.
"We could sixty-nine," Rachel explained. "That way we could satisfy both ends at once."
"Ohhhh-that sounds like fun!" Honey squealed.
Her tongue tingled and her cunt steamed. She turned her face to smile at Rachel-
And saw her daddy in the doorway.
"Oh my God!" Honey wailed.
Rachel looked startled, wondering what on earth was wrong with the blonde girl. Had the prospect of sixty-nining alarmed her for some strange reason? Or made her so hot that her cunt had started to ignite?
"Daddy!" Honey cried.
Rachel's head snapped around, cunt-juice spraying from her lips and chin at the sudden jerk.
"Ohhhh, jeez!" she gasped.
Both girls blushed furiously. Honey covered her face with her hands-but kept her fingers splayed open so that she could peer between them.
Marlon walked toward them.
For a moment, it seemed as if he had come armed with a cudgel, that he was about to club them as punishment. But then they saw that it was no warclub looming up before his torso-but a magnificent prick.
And there was no anger on his handsome face, either. His lips were smiling and his eyes were gleaming and it was self-evident that the man didn't object to what they had been doing-that he approved.
Rachel gave him a shy grin.
Honey, being his daughter, was a bit more flustered and continued to hide her face and peer through her fingers. But despite the fact that he was her daddy-or, more likely, because of it-Honey was even more intrigued and fascinated by his gigantic hard-on than her friend was.
Marlon stood over them, pulsing his prick sinew and making his cock jump and jolt. His legs were bowed out around his bloated balls and he was staring down across the head of his prick as if it were a gun sight.
Both teenagers were not inexperienced as far as cocks and balls went, but neither had ever encountered a set of cock and balls as spectacular as Marlon's.
"H-how long were you-" Honey stammered.
"Long enough to watch you both eat pussy," he replied.
Honey moaned, hiding her guilty cunt-lapper's face, ashamed of what she'd done-yet very aware that her father wasn't at all dismayed by it. It had only made him horny and that, along with the sight of his lovely prick, was turning his little girl on, as well.
"You must think we're dykes," Rachel whispered, lowering her dark eyes demurely.
"Well, it looked that way," Marlon responded.
"Oh, no, Daddy!" Honey squealed. "We just like to fool around for kicks. We're kind of kinky, but we ain't lesbians." Honey was becoming less flustered and more confident, certain now that her daddy wasn't going to castigate them. "A girl don't have to be a lesbian to lick cunt, you know."
"Yeah-we like boys, too!" Rachel added.
"And-and men, Daddy," Honey put in, significantly.
And she moved her hands away from her flushed face then, making it obvious that she was gazing at his groin.
"Yeah? And just how could you naughty little cheerleaders prove that to me?" Marlon rasped.
The way to prove it was evident as he stood there with all that prick available.
And it also gave his wife more time with their son.
CHAPTER NINE
Jenny was sucking her son's prick again, relishing the taste and texture. But her cunt was so hot by this time that she thought it would have suddenly burst into flames-if it hadn't been much too wet to burn.
She just had to get her rocks off first, so that she could enjoy another drink out of Joey's cock in more comfort. He was still sprawled back in the chair and she was on her knees on the floor between his legs. Now she gave his cock a last loving slurp, then drew her face up. She gazed at the youth speculatively.
Joey humped his prick up, either suggesting she should take it back into her mouth or hinting that it was available for her cunthole, if she wanted to break the ultimate taboo and fuck her son.
Any shyness and uncertainty that the youth had had when she jacked him off in the shed had long since faded away, spilled out along with his cum in her mouth.
But Jenny still wasn't sure if she was going to go all the way with the boy. She wasn't even sure if fucking him was a lot more wicked than sucking him off. But she did know for sure that her cunt needed some attention.
She glided up higher, letting his cock slide through her deep cleavage, then down her sleek belly. Bridging her back, she offered her fat tits to Joey's mouth. His tongue flicked at the tips and slurped up between the globes, then he began to suck on the swollen tips.
He switched from nipple to nipple, nursing on those explosive maternal nubs, sucking with more enthusiasm than he ever had as an infant.
She cupped the mounds together, cushioning his face. She was purring with pleasure and the boy was whimpering as he mouthed her rosy tit tips. It was making her cunt sizzle more and making his cock hammer violently and they both realized that the tit sucking was only foreplay-that it was a prelude to even more thrilling things.
Jenny was rubbing her cunt against his balls as she hovered in his lap. Then her thighs rippled and tensed and she shifted up higher, dragging her creamy pussy on up the lad's belly and chest.
Standing with her legs widespread, she jerked her cunt into her son's eager face.
Joey began to lick and suck hungrily. What the youth lacked in experience, he more than made up for in enthusiasm. He tongued out her gooey pussy and nursed on her clit with even more vigor than he had been working on her nipples, and that taut button swelled as if it were echoing the response of her tit tips.
His mother mopped her cunt all over his mouth and he gulped the milky seepage up with joy. His tongue stirred in her cuntsleeve and his lips pulled on her pussy as he filled his mouth with her juice.
Her ass churned and her hips pumped as she rode in the saddle of his face, slathering him with her hot cream. Cuntjuice dripped from his chin and streaked his cheeks. Her flow was getting so thick that it looked as if the boy were plastered by a pearly mud pack.
Jenny reached down to play with his cock and balls as she worked her groin on his mouth. His prick was throbbing and surging mightily. She rubbed up and down his cock and fondled his balls.
His prick was getting greasy and slippery as preliminary jizz poured down the cock.
Jenny was enjoying giving her son a fuckslot facial, but his cock was spilling out so much goo by this time that she was afraid the potent youth was going to shoot off in her hand, his cum hosing her thighs and ass.
She couldn't figure out how to deal with this situation, what order or sequence to follow.
If she kept on rubbing her pussy on his mouth, she was going to get her rocks off-but the boy was liable to cream as well, wasting his next load.
But if she went back on down and took his cock in her mouth in time to swallow his slime once again, her cunt was going to be in a torment of neglect-or else she was going to melt and waste her own cum load on her own thighs.
It was much, much better if they creamed off together at the same time.
And the connection was obvious.
She jerked her pussy around on his mouth for another moment, then drew back slightly. His face was radiant with pleasure and his tongue kept on flashing and dancing as if he didn't realize that there was no longer a mother's cunt glued to his lips.
"Joey, darling-do you want to fuck me?" she rasped.
Joey gasped and grinned fiendishly.
He didn't know if fucking would feel better than getting sucked off, but since he had already experienced a blowjob, the prospect of pussy was more attractive.
"Shall I squat on your big prick, darling? Shall I make you a mother-fucker?" she sighed.
"Yeah, Mom! Yeah!" he croaked.
Jenny lowered her knees into the chair on either side of his slim hips. She shoved her cunt up into his face so he could savor-another lick and a slurp.
He long-tongued through her groin, starting in the crack of her ass and winding up in her bushy vee. Cuntjuice poured down his jaw and filmed his heaving chest. Her clit surged and flared.
But now that she had made up her mind to fuck him, Jenny didn't want to cum in his mouth.
She plucked her pussy away again. Her suction cup cunt pulled from his mouth with a slurp and a gurgle came from his lips. She bent down and kissed him adoringly, exploring his mouth with her lapper, thrilled to taste her own cunt cream on her son's lips.
Then she began to lower her haunches and loins back down toward his prick.
Joey humped up, holding his mother by her lush, mobile hips. The huge head of his steel-stiff prick nudged into her steaming pussy.
She halted there, balanced atop his prick.
For a moment Joey had the horrible idea that she might have changed her mind at the last moment. But Jenny was just lingering over the approach and savoring the anticipation of a cuntful of incest meat.
His cockhead bulged in her cuntslot. Her pliable folds pulled and sucked on it and frothy streams of cunt juice ran down his cock.
She fingered his balls and up his shaft, feeling around the coupling. His cockhead was so hot she thought it might blister her like a branding iron-yet her fuck-hole was equally fiery and just as liable to scald his prick as if he'd stuck it in a boiling caldron.
"Does Mommy's cunt feel good, darling?" she purred, squirming on the swollen cock.
Half of his cock-knob was buried now, and her pussy was sucking on the meat just as her mouth had. The sensation was driving Joey mad. His mother had a mouth like a cunt and a cunt like a mouth.
"Shall I take more cock in me?" she sighed. "Do you want to bury your lovely cock in Mommy's cunt?"
Joey heaved up in response and all of his cockhead sank into her pussy.
She poised again there, stuck on the end of hot as their cunts.
They drew together and, standing belly to belly and tit to tit, they kissed passionately, lips grinding, swapping tongues and saliva back and forth and panting heavily into each other's open mouth.
Honey held Rachel's face between her hands.
"Let me-" her lapper flicked against Rachel's wet lips "-show you what-" she licked again "-my mouth wants to do on your hot pussy."
Tilting her head, the blonde vixen began to explore the dark girl's mouth with her tongue, licking into the nooks and crannies like a substitute cunt.
Then she sucked on Rachel's tongue, demonstrating how her lips would soon be working on her clit.
Rachel returned the caress, getting her own tongue limbered up, in turn. She was as hungry as she was horny and cunt-lapping was definitely a double-header event.
They moved to the couch and sat down, flank to flank, supple torsos twisting together from the hips as they continued to French kiss love hungry for his full load as the seepage had whetted her oral appetite when she was sucking his prick.
She lowered her loins an inch. Joey humped up to meet her and more cockshaft went into her. She turned her head down to gaze into her own groin, seeing the thick rod of his cock splitting her cunt. Her cunt lips were open and distended, pulling his cock deeper, sucking and swallowing.
Pussy paste oozed out around the coupling, as thick as melted pearls, drenching his cock and her crotch. That swampy pussy was steaming on his fat prick.
The core of her cunt felt hollow.
And that was a void abhorred by her nature.
So much for the slow approach.
It was time to fuck in a frenzy.
CHAPTER TEN
Twisting her hips about, Jenny screwed her fuck-hole all the way down on her son's rampant prick. All of his thick prick vanished in her cunt. Her firm ass was cushioned on his balls, and her cunt lips were glued around the pulsating base of his buried cock.
She held the full penetration, savoring the joy of having her cunt filled to the brim with her son's cock and letting the youth thrill to the sensation of having every inch of his prick burrowed up a clinging cunthole.
She squirmed about on the boy's cock, not sliding up and down in a fucking movement yet, but grinding her cunt on the buried cock.
Her cunt muscles began to ripple, running up his cock as if she had a mysterious hand inside her loins, frigging him off. He held his body bridged and his prick buried as her elastic cunt closed snugly around him, the creamy chute molding to the outline of his cock.
Joey didn't need any experience or frame of reference in order to know that his mom was a lovely piece of ass. She fucked as good as she sucked.
And she was equally delighted with that cuntful of incest meat. She felt transfixed on the long prick, as if it were spiked right through her body.
Joey held her by the hips, twisting her on his lap. He was heaving his haunches up from the chair but she was hunkered down on the hilt of his prick, so that when he thrust up, he simply lifted her on his loins, his cock not starting to sink in and out yet.
Her inner rings sucked and clung, driving him wild. Her clit flared at the root of his cock and plenty of pussy goo was seeping out, like glue, at the junction.
Then Jenny began to ride him.
Legs tightening, she rose up his cockshaft until only the knob was in her furry fuckslot. She paused there, then dropped back down and took every inch of that lovely prick up her cunt chute again.
Joey drove his cock up to meet her cunt as she settled down. He yanked down on her hips and tugged on the cheeks of her ass as he tossed her on his prick.
Jenny was changing the rhythm, making it last by not falling into the steady cum stroking. She fucked fast, then slow, as he kept pounding up at his own pace.
Her pelvis was swinging like a pendulum, swaying back and forth in his lap. Then she began to rotate right on around. She jerked one knee up and slowly spun, shifting her leg in front of his torso. Her foot came down and her opposite knee rose up. Her shapely curvaceous body was twisted from the hips as she screwed herself around.
Without for a moment removing her fuck-hole from her son's cock, the limber lady had managed to circle so that her back was to him as she still squatted in his lap.
He slogged up into her that way then, watching her lovely ass rise and fall, and reached around her sleek flanks to play with a double handful of tit.
Sitting on his cock backwards, his mother was rubbing her frenzied clit against the underside of his cockshaft, where the fat, dark vein was pulsing. Her blonde head sank down as she stared into her own spread vee, watching her son's thick cock pull from her pussy, glistening with her juice, then slide back in, pumping more of her pearly pussy nectar out as he plugged her cunt full.
His balls rolled up and thudded into her groin with a dull, solid thud.
She reached down to feel them, thrilled at the tide of spunk she could feel shifting within. Although she had already tossed him off and sucked him dry, his virile cumbags seemed as full as ever. She bent lower, moaning, blowing into her own groin. Jenny wished that she were supple enough to get her head right in between her own thighs so that she could lick her son's balls as he fucked her from behind, suck his cock as it slid in and out and give her own cunt some head, as well.
She rammed down, jarring her bones. Joey jolted up, rattling her again. His flat belly slapped against the round sweep of her ass.
Taking his cock backwards was great and she loved to look at his cock going in and out of her cunt, but Jenny wanted to watch the boy's face when he creamed.
She began to spin around again, still staying stuck on his rampant prick and rotating her cunt chute on his cock as she rolled around face to face again.
She put her hands on his shoulders and he held her by the hips, helping each other move in perfect harmony. She pulled her pussy up and down with slow deliberation and Joey controlled his passion to match her tempo.
"Ohhhh, Mom! Ooooh!" he moaned.
She could feel his huge cock expanding in her cuntsleeve and his balls ballooning behind her now, inflating against her round ass as she plunged down.
Jenny was starting to cream off.
Her clit was bursting against his sliding prick, and her cunt was dissolving on his cock, melting like a wax candle around a flaming wick.
She tossed her head back and from side to side, gurgling with glee. Her eyes narrowed, her sensual, slime-filled lips parted, her blonde hair cascaded about. Her heavy tits heaved up and down as her firm haunches drove steadily on her son's prick. like some mobile fertility symbol, she rose on his cock, cumming again and again.
Joey's prick felt as fat as a totem pole as he pounded it up into her pussy. His cockhead flared in the depths, like a lump of molten iron, and his hard prick was levering up her pussy like a crowbar.
"Fuck-cum-fuck!" she babbled, abandoned to a savage, primitive passion, becoming like a bitch in heat in this act of incestuous rutting.
Fucking her son was much more wonderful than sucking him off, and she was wailing as he melted and yearning for his steaming sap to slime into her loins.
His prick hissed up her and Jenny began to ride him faster, to make him shoot off while she was still clinging to the peak of her own passion.
She hopped and jumped and bounced on his prick, agile as an acrobat, twisting like a contortionist, grinding away like a gymnast.
"Shoot-in-me!" she begged.
"It's cummin', Mom!" he croaked.
Holding his sturdy shoulders and looking into his glazed eyes, she pounded her pussy down with steady deliberation, pleading for his spunk each time that she enveloped his cock in her horny pussy.
"Jizz me!" she gasped.
She slammed down as he humped up to meet her and fill her.
"Ahhhhh!" she sighed, pulling up towards the bulging head of his prick.
Then she drove her loins back down on his spike and begged for it again.
"Slime my pussy! Cream in my cunt! Feed Mommy your fuckjuice!"
A cry burst from Joey's slack lips and his eyes rolled back in their sockets, showing white. His whole young body trembled violently.
"Take my spunk!" he howled.
Jenny was shoving on down, and she felt his cumbags explode as her ass cushioned against them. His cock rippled and recoiled. As her cuntslot slid down to the very hilt of his prick, his cockhead began to hose into her.
White-hot jizz poured into her pussy, hitting the core of her cunt in violent geysers. The potent youth was almost blowing her off the end of his cock.
She felt as if she were squatting on the muzzle of a cannon as it discharged.
He shot jizz jets up her as she pushed down and pumped more spunk out as she jerked back up, filling her fuck-hole both coming and going.
His crest was volcanic and his sweet sap was erupting like lava in her pussy. Jenny had been cumming before. Now, with her son sliming into her, the woman went cum crazy, getting off in a dynamic frenzy.
Her ass and hips were flying about wildly, whirling and dancing on his cock. Her cunt was like a tornado twisting on his spurting prick.
"Keep it cummin'! " she cried, jerking convulsively, wanting his sweet sap to flow into her for hours, for ages, filling her to the brim with that steaming incest oil, packing her pussy with his forbidden fluids.
Joey grasped her by the hipbones and slammed her down as he hammered his cock up, as if he were using her fuck-hole to jerk off into. She screwed her hips around as she dropped down, adding a twisting effect to the straight in-and-out friction of their mad fucking.
Joey's last juice spumed up her, and the teenager sank back in the chair, gasping. His mother kept on jumping on his prick, finishing off her own foaming finale.
Then, drained, too, she slid on down and took all of his spent cock in her, settling on his lap. Her cunt cum and his fuck juice ran from her pussy, soaking his belly and balls as he sprawled under her.
His cock was rubbery inside her cunt now.
But like hard rubber, not limp.
Jenny wasn't sure if the boy could cum again or if they had time for more sucking or fucking.
She was going to play it by ear.
But there was lots of time because her husband was as involved as she was.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Golly, Honey-your dad has got a whopper!" Rachel sighed as both of the cheerleaders gazed at Marlon's massive erection. They were kneeling before him as he stood with his cock looming out.
"Ummmmm! My mom is lucky," Honey said.
"I guess we are, too, huh?" Rachel put in. "I mean, if we don't take care of your dad's cock, he's gonna think that we're dykes, right?" lot
Honey gave her father a questioning glance.
"Damn right," he agreed. "You gotta prove to me that you like prick-or I'll never believe it, after watching both of you gobble pussy."
"Your cock looks real yummy, Mister Dancer," the dark-haired deviate purred.
When he heard that, Marlon's pisshole gaped open and a lump of creamy pre-cum poured out.
"Oooooh! Maybe I oughta suck you off and swallow your hot jizz-for starters," Rachel whimpered, running her tongue over her lips.
Honey shot her girlfriend a fierce look.
Rachel shrugged and smiled smugly.
"Well, he's your father," she reasoned. "You can't suck his cock-that'd be incest."
Honey gave Marlon a pleading look. He winked at her and she sighed with relief. Incest might be naughty-but she was damned if she was going to let her greedy girlfriend have that sweet cock all to herself.
Honey was feeling very fond and possessive of that huge, hard, throbbing parental prick.
"Why don't you share my prick, girls?" he suggested. "Just so that I know for sure that neither of you is a dirty deviate." He thought for a moment. "I mean, sucking cunt doesn't make you perverts-as long as you both like to suck cock, as well."
"Yeah-and fucking, too," Honey hastened to put in.
The girl knew from experience how horny it made her to milk off a cock in her mouth, and she figured that if she was going to suck her father off, she might as well go whole hog and fuck him, too.
She was kind of sorry that Rachel was there.
But from the size of his cock, it seemed that her daddy had plenty for both of them.
He was thrusting it out like a lumberjack rolling a log, pushing the knob toward their faces as the cock-hungry teenagers knelt hip to hip and cheek to cheek.
The girls hesitated. But there was no reluctance involved. They were simply considering the logistics of giving double head-and the correct and polite way to do so, as well. It was Honey's father's prick, to be sure-but did that mean that Honey should take the first taste, or that she should graciously allow the other girl the first suck?
Marlon was turning it to and fro, aiming the bulging head at one sweet face, then the other, playing no favorites and showing no preference. But he was nudging it just a bit closer to his daughter's lips each time he swung it back in the direction of her head.
The prospect of sinking his cock in any pretty teenaged girl's mouth was lovely, certainly-but since Honey was his own little girl, it was only natural that he was lusting for her hot lips more than the casual maw of the other girl. The dark charm of incest embellished the thrill.
Honey cocked her head as his knob loomed up in her face. She looked strangely demure and shy, yet intent. She exhaled, blowing on his smoldering cock-knob. Then she inhaled, breathing in the gamy aroma.
"D-Daddy?" she softly sighed.
"Yes, baby?" he groaned.
Rachel looked disgruntled. The selfish teenaged tart had been hoping to have that spectacular cock all to herself, since Honey was his daughter. But now she saw that incest was no barrier and realized that Honey and her father were more eager to pleasure each other than pay proper attention to an unrelated party.
Still, she knew she'd get a portion.
And, besides, watching oral incest was going to be a real kinky thrill for her.
Honey gave Rachel an apologetic look.
"Ah, go ahead," Rachel graciously said.
Her daddy's cockhead was only an inch from her lips. Honey cupped that huge slab of purple meat between her palms. She pressed her cute little nose to the greasy tip and snuffled. Then her tongue slid out.
A big glob of goo glistened in his pisshole. Honey slid her tongue up very slowly, lapping that viscous lump up with great deliberation.
"Oooooh-yummy!" she squealed.
Her father's fuckjuice was the hottest, thickest, creamiest that Honey had ever tasted. She realized that might be partly because of the psychological aspect of it-that, knowing it was taboo to taste her sire's spunk made it more succulent-but she didn't give a damn for the reasons.
She tongued up another fat glob as it came bubbling from his open piss-slit. Rachel was looking on wistfully. m
Honey was tempted to pop her father's prick into her mouth and milk him off immediately, not sharing a drop. But she hated to be greedy and. besides, she was proud of how delicious his cock and juice was.
It was like having a bottle of vintage port-one didn't want to drink it alone.
She drew back slightly and folded her fist around the hilt of his cock. Holding his cock-head skinned out, she gently turned that hard lever toward her girlfriend.
"Let Rachel have a lick, Daddy," she purred.
Rachel gave a little yelp of joy and gratitude. Her raven-dark head ducked in and her wet, pink lapper slurped at the tip of his oozing cockhead.
"Ahhhhh!" she moaned, impressed, as that steaming juice sizzled on her taste buds.
Honey was glad she had been gracious. It was almost as much fun to watch her girlfriend lick her father's cock as it was to lick it, herself.
Not quite, but almost.
Honey tugged the stiff prick back to her face, laved the bulging cock-knob, then aimed it at Rachel's head again. Marlon began to turn his pelvis, shoving his cock into one face and then the other.
Then the girls pounced on his cock-knob together.
A blonde head dove in from one side, an ebony-tressed head ducked in from the other. The girls took his cockhead between their lips and kissed each other passionately as the slab flared in their mouths. They sucked and blew. Their tongues slipped back and forth as they French kissed each other over and under his cock-knob.
Saliva flowed over his crown, mixed with pre-cum, and dribbled down his prick. Then Honey slurped it back up and fed it to Rachel in turn. Rachel lapped up the next gooey glob of spunk and drool.
Honey parted her lips into a fuck-hole and slipped her mouth down over his cock-knob. She began to nurse and suck on the massive hunk with relish.
Rachel shoved her jaw out and slid in to suck and lick his balls. Then she tongued up the underside of his cockstalk as his little girl mouthed his cock-knob. ho his crest, her head tilting up and down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel.
He plowed in and her face jolted back. Then he pulled out and she bobbed her head down like a woodpecker.
Rachel was licking his greasy prick as it went in and out of Honey's facial fuck-hole and licking Honey's lips as all of his cock vanished in that sexy socket.
"Save some for me!" Rachel whined, feeling his cock lurch on her tongue and knowing that he was going to whitewash his daughter's throat in an instant.
Suddenly his cock went off savagely.
"Glugggg!" Honey sputtered, as the solid slime splashed in the back of her mouth.
She swallowed with a gulp as her daddy yanked his prick back out. Then he plunged in and hosed her mouth with another creamy spurt.
"Don't drink it all!" Rachel gasped pitifully.
She was desperately tonguing up the seepage from his cockshaft as it pumped in and out, but she was longing for a gulp straight from his spewing cock-knob. into the other mouth.
Honey began working voraciously on his prick now, bobbing down and taking more of his cock in, so that she wasn't leaving much for Rachel to lick.
But, not to be denied, Rachel shifted around behind him and began to lap up through the musky crack of his ass. She parted his ass-cheeks and stabbed her tongue into his shithole, probing and slurping.
It felt as if she were licking the tail end of his hard-on from inside his ass-hole. Under this double stimulation, Marlon could no longer hold his loins steady. He began to hump, fucking in and out of his little girl's mouth as he shoved his ass back on Rachel's face.
The dark-haired nymphette's tongue felt fiery hot in his shit chute and his daughter's mouth seemed to be melting on his cockhead as her saliva sizzled on the cock.
Preliminary slime was gushing out heavily now, filling Honey's mouth. She blinked in sudden alarm, thinking that her dad had already juiced off and wishing that there had been more of the precious stuff.
But his prick stayed iron-hard and the preliminary jizz kept pumping out plentifully, and she gasped with delight as she realized that he hadn't emptied his balls, that it was just a lavish flood of pre-cum.
But his cumming was due at any moment.
Honey drew her lips up to the tip of his cock and, being totally generous, whimpered, "He's gonna blow off any fucking second, Rachel! If you wanna swallow some of my daddy's cum, you better get around here!"
Rachel moaned. She had been enjoying a snack of shithole, but she didn't want to miss out on the main course of his hot, thick, nourishing fuckjuice.
She sent her lapper snaking into his ass-hole a last time, then jerked it out and crawled around to kneel side by side with his daughter again.
Marlon was fucking Honey's face with vigor now, driving his cock in deeply, his swollen balls rolling right up to her lips as his prick disappeared.
"Ulpppphhh-unghhh-ooohhh!" the cum starved blonde gurgled as she waited eagerly for
Some secret sign must have passed between them, Marlon figured, for without a word, the two teenagers switched. Rachel took the bulging, dripping, flaring head of his prick into her lips and Honey tongued his shaft.
The girls continued to switch back and forth, trading places on his cock. Honey collared his cockhead as Rachel licked his prick, then Rachel mouthed the throbbing lump of his cock-knob as his little girl ran her lips up and down on the heavily veined underside of his prick.
It felt great to have both of those hungry mouths working on him and it had the added benefit that, because his cock had a moment to recede back from the crest as they switched places, it was making the pleasure last longer than if either one of the girls had started sucking steadily.
Marlon was helping prolong it, too. He was holding his cock and balls thrust out, but he was avoiding the temptation to fuck into their faces.
His cock pulled from a maw, soaking with slobber and pre-cum, the juice foaming and steaming on the red hot prick and incandescent knob as he jerked his pelvis across and probed
Marlon tugged his prick back, pulling Honey's lips out as they clung to the shaft so that he was damned near dragging her mouth inside out.
He had spilled about half of his abundant load into his daughter's greedy mouth already, and he took pity on her hungry girlfriend. He plucked his cockhead out of his little girl's clinging lips like a cork from a bottle of champagne and shoved it into Rachel's face.
Rachel swallowed on down his spuming cock, sighing with bliss as the man mercifully fed a ropey wad of fuckjuice down her gasping gorge.
Marlon fucked into Rachel's mouth half a dozen times, giving the girl a bellyful.
Then he switched his prick back to his daughter's soaking mouth and finished his cumming off in that sweet socket as she gurgled with incestuous rapture.
His balls caved in as if punctured.
But his cock stayed nice and stiff, and Honey kept on sucking with gusto, coaxing out the dregs-inhaling on his prick so fiercely that her father thought that his eyeballs might cave in like his balls.
His legs were going weak and he staggered back. His cock spilled from Honey's lips. She ducked after it and took a last parting slurp on his cock-knob.
It fell from her mouth again as he wobbled and swayed, dazed by his violent crest. His cock was bobbing up and down like a horizontal pendulum, neither hard nor soft now. The stalk was still fat and the head was still flaring, but it was bending and bowing, losing tension.
The girls gazed wistfully at his cock and balls. Cum was dribbling from Honey's lips and running down her chin and Rachel's mouth was open, her lapper coated with cream.
Then the cheerleaders turned towards each other and began to kiss with passion, letting the residue of Marlon's fuckjuice seep back and forth between their mouths.
Marlon watched his slime sliding around on their tongues and saw their throats work as they each gulped a little down, blended with each other's drool.
A few gooey globs had spilled down on Honey's tits and Rachel dove down to suck it up. Then they locked their lips together in fervent embrace again. It seemed as if those bisexual teenagers, having drained off the only cock and balls available to them, were embarking on another session of lesbian lovemaking.
But they had an ulterior motive because, although they both adored eating out pussy, they weren't really dykes and they preferred prick-and, as they kissed with such wanton urgency, they kept glances flicking towards Marlon's groin.
Watching this little display of female dalliance was having the same effect on Honey's father as it had when he first played the peeper in the pussy-sucking session.
He wrapped his hand around his sagging cock and gave it a sudden jerk. The semi-hard prick snapped like a whip. Then he pumped it again and it stopped snapping and turned to a rock-hard prick once more.
He yanked his hand away as soon as the desired effect had been achieved. No man in his right mind would have risked jacking himself off under the circumstances.
He left his prick standing, unattended and rampant, as his balls filled up with his next load.
And no girls in their right minds would carry on kissing each other, once that load was ready for them, either.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Honey and Rachel stopped kissing and, to Marlon's brief surprise, moved away from him. But then he realized that they still planned to share his cock, and, as they got on the couch, he saw their designs.
Blowing him, the girls had knelt side by side and cheek to cheek, and now they settled on the couch, perched on the edge of the cushions, hips touching. They rolled slightly together and hooked their inner thighs around each other, twining their limber loins.
"Fuck us, Daddy! Fuck us both!" Honey moaned.
Marlon moved toward them, his gigantic cock jutting out like a medieval weapon once more. He sank slowly to his knees, as if bowing under the bulk of his heavy hard-on. He crouched behind his cock like a kneeling soldier behind his rifle, held at port but ready to be aimed.
Those teenaged cunts looked every bit as inviting as their sweet mouths had been. One was bushed by a raven-dark pelt, the other set below a tawny blonde vee, but both were open and creamy and steaming hot.
Marlon hiked his ass up and leveled his prick, pointing the knob into his little girl's groin. Rachel sighed, sorry that Honey was going to get the initial stroke again. But she saw the justice of it.
After all, it was Honey's dad on the other end of that lovely cock and charity begins at home.
Marlon nudged the blunt purple slab into his daughter's dewy cunt. He frigged back on his cock and made his cock sinew jump. The tip spread out in her slot.
"Ummmmm-stuff me, Daddy!" the saucy little minx urged him. "Shove it up me! Screw me silly!"
"Us-not just you-us!" Rachel amended.
She was willing to allow her blonde girlfriend the first thrust, but she was determined to get her share.
Marlon began to inch his formidable prick up into Honey's horny pussy, sliding in slowly, savoring every new inch of cuntsleeve as it engulfed him.
He went in balls-deep and held it there, pumping and grinding in the depths of her cunt as her talented pussy pulled and sucked on his prick.
Then he drew out until only the purple slab was in her cunt, hesitated, and hammered it in again. His little girl pumped to meet him. Her groin shoved down as he buried his cock, and she rolled her ass and hips as he drew out.
He stuffed it up her with a rippling, under-slung stroke, then hiked his ass up and plowed into her from a higher angle, running all of his vibrant prick over her clit.
His ass corkscrewed as he stabbed in from one side and then the other. He jerked up and down and shifted from side to side, fucking her this way and that.
His cock was much too taut to bend or yield an inch and he had to move her ass around on the end of the steely prick as he altered the angles.
It was making Rachel so hot and so envious to watch Honey getting fucked by her daddy that the oversexed brunette began to play with her pussy, fingerfucking up her cunthole and giving her clit a massage.
Marlon figured she deserved a few strokes and, too, he knew that this balling would last longer if he switched from cunt to cunt, just as the sucking had been prolonged as the girls took turns on his cock.
He plucked his prick out of his daughter, twisted to the side and shoved it into Rachel. Rachel snatched her hands out of the way and tilted her swampy cunt up to meet him, and his prick sank out of sight on the first lunge.
Marlon pumped the dark beauty up a few times and then returned his cock to his daughter's cunt, shaking her with his thunderous strokes.
Rachel liked variety. As Marlon balled Honey again, she rolled over. She was kneeling on the floor, belly down on the couch, her ass hiked up.
That sight was so inviting that Marlon whipped his cock out of his daughter and shoveled it up into Rachel from behind, pumping into her doggy fashion.
Honey thought that looked interesting and she rolled over and shoved her adorable ass up, as well. Marlon, going crazy with lust, switched back and slammed his prick back into his little girl. His flat belly whacked her curved ass as his prick slogged up her fuck-hole.
As he filled her pussy, the tight cheeks of her round ass parted, revealing her puckered shit slot. That tiny little brown crevice looked so inviting that her father was sorely tempted to shove his cock into her guts and bugger her bowels a bit, as well.
But he decided to save that tight treat.
For one thing, he had two hot cunts that, although they were sodden with pussy cream, were also parched for jizz. With those fuck-holes to be filled up, he wasn't sure that he could also manage enough spunk to satisfy both of their ass-holes, as well-and he knew damned well that if he shoved his prick up his daughter's fudge chute, her girlfriend would, quite rightly, expect an ass-full, as well.
And for another thing, he knew that incest tended to be an ongoing thing. Now that he had fucked his little girl's mouth and cunt, it seemed more than likely that they would be fucking an awful lot in the future.
And he had might as well save at least one part of her body for later. If he got greedy today, he would have nothing new to look forward to.
Actually, they were both going to have a whole lot of new fun to look forward to-in the near future and in their own family circle-but, of course, neither Marlon nor Honey knew about that.
It was a bizarre coincidence, after all, that a mother and son should begin fucking at exactly the same time that a daddy and daughter started incestuous sex.
But truth is often stranger than fiction, as they were soon to find out.
Resisting the urge to sink his prick into his little girl's ass and give her a cum enema, Marlon hammered away at her pussy for a while, then switched to Rachel again.
His cockhead was lathered and dripping now, and his prick was so taut that it was humming. He knew that he couldn't last much longer before he shot off again.
But he thoughtfully wanted to make sure that the teenagers got their jollies off, as well.
Grasping Rachel by her slim hips, he hauled her haunches up and drove in so that his thick, throbbing cockshaft skimmed over her sensitive clit.
He gave her three or four lightning thrusts and she began to shudder as her clit exploded and her cunt turned to girl goo.
Leaving her hovering at the heights, Marlon pulled out and plunged into his daughter, feeding the cock to her in the same way and with the same result.
Both girls were whimpering and moaning and jerking about in the convulsions of cumming.
Then he could let himself go.
He buried his prick in Honey's cunt and shot a great blast of cock spume deep into her cunt core. He whipped out. As he made the transfer, another spurt jumped from his cockhead in a creamy cloud, lathering their asses. Then he plowed into Rachel's pussy and hosed her down, as well.
He kept switching and shooting and both girls kept on melting on his sliming prick. They all three kept surging at the peak of passion, cumming for a long time-and to utter contentment.
When they finished at last, they were all satisfied-and if the girls happened to suck his prick again, it was just for the hell of it, to mop it up and to enjoy the flavor of cunt cum on his cockmeat.
Marlon and Honey left shortly after that-leaving their teenaged hostess in a state of dreamy rapture and with a promise that they would enjoy another threesome again as soon as they got a chance.
But, in the car, Honey became thoughtful.
"When do you think we will get a chance to do it again, Daddy?" she asked, stroking his lean thigh as he drove down the street, heading for home.
"Well-whenever your girlfriend has the house to herself again, I guess," he replied.
Her hand cupped his groin. His cock and balls were well drained and spent, but when that loving little hand stroked him, his cock began to quiver.
"No, I don't mean that," Honey whispered. "Oh, it's fun having a threesome with Rachel-and I don't mind sharing your cock and cum with her-but I meant, when can you and I suck and fuck by ourselves? I don't wanna wait until Rachel has the house to herself again!"
"What an insatiable little imp you are!"
"Yeah," she happily agreed. "I always wanted to be a nympho, Daddy!"
Then, sounding more serious, she added, "I can't bear to go too long before I have your sweet cock in my mouth again-not to mention my cunt."
The cock in question was responding with renewed vim and vigor now, inspired both by her fondling hands and by her spoken desire for it.
Marlon slid his arm around her, keeping one hand on the wheel. Her lovely face tipped up towards his. She smiled, then formed an oval of her lips, panting softly, demonstrating that she was already hot for another mouthful.
"Maybe your mother and brother will have gone out by the time we get home," Marlon speculated. "We can suck and fuck some more, if they have. But we'll have to be real careful, doing it at home, darling. We sure wouldn't want Mom or Joey to catch us."
The little vixen giggled.
"Too bad they don't know how much fun incest is, huh? We could all have an orgy together!"
But that was just idle fantasy.
Neither Marlon nor his daughter thought for a moment that Jenny or Joey would be game for family frolic.
As Marlon drove on toward the house, Honey opened his pants and hauled his cock and balls out, licking and sucking with relish.
They were both horny as could be by the time that he pulled into the garage. But they didn't want to carry on in the awkward confines of the car, if they had any option.
And if there were no one at home, they could do it in the comfort of a bed.
So it was that a daddy and daughter entered the house very quietly, hoping it was unoccupied but being stealthy so that, if anyone was at home, they wouldn't become suspicious upon seeing the lump in Marlon's pants.
Of course, Jenny and Joey were both still home.
And they didn't hear Marlon and Honey tiptoe in.
And, as things turned out, Marlon and Honey weren't at all disappointed at finding the living room occupied.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Jenny pulled her cunt off her son's prick and got down on the floor again. She gazed into his groin, still feeling randy despite all the lovely sucking and fucking she had done with the virile youth.
Joey's cock stuck up, slightly bowed now, a fat coil of rubbery-firm meat. Creamy streams of pussy paste and fuckjuice slathered his cock so heavily it looked as if he'd used it to stir a bucket of whitewash. no
Jenny ran her nose, then her tongue up and down the underside of his prick, loving the taste of cockmeat that was soaked in yummy cunt cum and scrumptious cock spume.
She mouthed the knob, sucking and slurping, and soon had it like a lump of hot lead again as her talented tongue and lips drew him to full tension once more.
Joey fucked into her face and her blonde head bobbed up and down, fluting down toward his balls. But Jenny was hot and horny at both ends.
The degenerate lady was wishing that she had two sons. Twins would be nice-so that she could have a taboo prick in her mouth and her cunt together.
Or triplets?
So that her ass-hole didn't go neglected.
Or a bisexual teenaged daughter would be lovely, too-but she didn't yet know that Honey was just what the doctor ordered in that regard. She knew that Honey had plenty of dates with boys, and hadn't realized that her daughter had inherited her own switch-hitting inclinations-passed on, no doubt, in some dominant cuntdiver gene.
But that was a revelation that was on the way, for even as Jenny nuzzled and sucked on her son's cock, her little girl was doing the same thing to a daddy cock, as he drove toward the house that they hoped would be unoccupied. They were in for a revelation, as well.
Jenny drew her mouth off her son's prick and pulled the lithe lad down to the floor with her.
Joey lay on his back, game for anything, letting his experienced mother coordinate the coupling and choreograph their wanton waltzing.
Jenny popped his cockhead back in her mouth. Then, turning her face around it like a pivot, she rotated her voluptuous body around so that she was turned in the opposite direction, describing a half circle without for an instant removing his cock from her mouth.
She threw one knee across his head and lowered her loins onto his upturned face, locking them together in the position of inverted oral love.
They sixty-nined joyfully, both loving one end of the linkage as much as the other. Her blonde head was bobbing up and down like a woodpecker on his meaty prick, and his tongue was flashing like a hummingbird seeking the sweet nectar in her flowery fuckslot.
Jenny just couldn't make up her mind if she loved sucking or fucking with her son more. But she did know that she loved variety. After some more munching, she decided to make the switch again, pleased that now she had drained off Joey's balls so plentifully so he was lasting longer now. His prick was as hard as ever and his cumbags were nice and solid again, but there was danger that the potent youth was going to shoot off too soon and his insatiable mother figured they could run the gamut of lust.
She began to crawl down his body, their positions still reversed, with her on top. Her pussy pulled off his mouth with a moist slurp, like a rubber plunger plucked from a drain. His tongue flicked out, taking a parting lick.
His cock was too taut to bend much. It levered straight up from his loins as her head slid down with his cock-knob still stuck in her lips. But then, as she crawled lower down his thighs, that meaty cockhead snapped from her maw and dragged over her chin.
She squirmed on down and sat astride his groin, still facing toward his feet. Her haunches heaved up, then dropped down as she took his prick up her fuck-hole.
She began to ride him, reversed on his pelvis. He watched her lovely, firm ass rise and fall over his belly as her cunt went up and down on his cock. She ground down and wriggled up, humping hurriedly, then with slow strokes, in no rush to climb to another crest. .
Jenny stretched her curvy body out with feline grace, licking down his legs and beginning to suck on his wriggling toes, so that they were in a bizarre sort of halfway sixty-nining position now, screwing head to toe.
Joey began to suck on her toes, too, his face turning from side to side as he alternated feet. They were feasting like a pair of fevered foot fetishists-and with a fuck thrown in at the middle of it.
But then, because of the way that her willowy body was extended, his cock began to slip out of her cunt. Her ass was hopping up and down, but by undulating down to his feet she had altered the angle.
Each time she sank down, then pulled up, his iron-hard prick was dragging from her pussy. She managed to get the flaring slab back in for a few strokes. But then as she enthusiastically kept on taking a facial toe fucking, his cock suddenly snapped out of her crotch entirely.
It loomed up in the crack of her curved ass.
Jenny started to hike her haunches up high enough to get his prick back in her cunt. But as his smoking hot cock-knob slid across the tight brown slot of her ass-hole, the lustful lady shuddered.
That big slab of cockhead felt most tantalizing as it pulsed against her shithole. Her wicked imagination began to dance with wanton and fevered delight.
Jenny had taken her teenaged son's cock and cum in her mouth and she had taken it up her cunthole. Why should her shit chute have no fun on this festive occasion?
If Jenny had been listening carefully, she could have heard the family car drive into the garage. But there was a rush of blood drumming in her ears and her own heavy panting was hissing from her lips. nothing to diminish his cock, jealousy being a potent stimulant. And, besides, he could hardly castigate his wife for an indiscretion, when he had been involved in an orgy including his own little girl and was, at that very moment, rubbing his prick against her squirming ass.
And, too, if Jenny was busy balling with some guy, it would give Marlon and his daughter the opportunity to sneak on upstairs to a bedroom.
It's an ill wind that blows no one any good. But Marlon just had to sneak a look into the living room to see who was fucking his wife and to make sure that they were not about to finish the downstairs action and perhaps decide to fuck again in the bedroom.
Adultery was one thing and incest another, and Marlon sure didn't want to get caught with his cock stuck up his little girl's steamy cunt.
Besides, being a peeper, he was lusting for a look at his wife getting laid.
He gave Honey a wink and held a forefinger to his lips, cautioning silence. The girl was as keen as her daddy to see what was going on.
They drifted down the hallway with Marlon still holding his hard-on up against Honey's haunches-no longer needing to hide it, of course, but keeping it there because it felt so damned good.
Cheek to cheek, they peeked into the room.
They both stifled little gasps at the sight. But the situation was not fully revealed, at once. They saw Jenny spread out atop a guy, but because her ass was in the way they couldn't see who the guy was. They weren't even sure what Jenny and her mystery lover were doing. It was confusing. They seemed to be sucking each other's toes but not fucking, at the moment.
The unknown man's cock was sticking up against Jenny's ass. His prick was all drenched with cunt cream and it had obviously been in her cunt recently, but now it was just jutting up, neglected.
That was when Jenny decided to take an ass-full.
She hiked he ass up to get her son's prick properly placed in her shithole.
As she did so, Joey's face came into view and the watchers at the doorway both gasped again.
And they saw that they had no reason at all to be secretive or ashamed of their incest.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Honey glanced at her father to see how the man was taking this surprise, thinking that he might be justifiably annoyed at having his own son cuckolding him.
But Marlon was grinning gleefully.
"Oooooh-can we join them, Daddy?" the insatiable little cheerleader whispered.
"Yeah, baby-but let's watch for a while, first," Marlon huskily replied.
Honey nodded conspiratorially. Peeking was lots of fun-especially with the prospect of a family orgy at the end of the looking.
And, while they watched, Marlon and Honey both stripped for action, wanting to be all set to join in when the time was ripe for relative relations.
Jenny began to rub her ass up and down on Joey's rampant prick, so that his cock was gliding up and down in the cleft between her ass cheeks. She seemed to be honing his prick in her nether cleavage, stropping it against her shit slot, her ass rolling like a grindstone.
Then she heaved up and perched atop his cockhead, still mounted backward on him which, incidentally, was giving her husband and daughter a good look into her widespread groin.
They could stare at her open cunt clearly, because Joey's cock wasn't getting in the way.
His cock-knob was in her ass-hole.
"Oooooh-naughty Mommy is gonna take it up the ass, Daddy!" Honey whimpered.
Marlon grunted his approval-and wedged his own smoking-hot cock into the cleft of the girl's ass, as a sort of hint of things to come.
Honey wriggled her shithole back against his bulging cock-knob, but the girl was more intrigued by what she was gazing at. Her mom's cunt was all open and creamy-and if the woman was going to take her son's prick up her shit chute, that delectable-looking cunt was going to be unoccupied-and available.
Honey's tongue came out like a lesbian getting a hard-on, drawn to her mother's juicy cunt.
Looking was a thrill.
But she was longing to lick.
Joey was staring at the shapely ass hovering on the end of his throbbing prick in awe. Did his mother realize she had taken it in the wrong hole? If not, he wasn't about to tell her. Her tight ass-hole was sucking wondrously on the tip of his cock, and the thought of burying all of his pounding prick in her ass was making him tremble.
Jenny pushed down an inch and Joey's cock-head vanished in her pliable ass-hole. The tight brown ring collared his fat prick, pulling and sucking.
It felt as if her digestive tract were inverted and she was swallowing him from the wrong end.
If Jenny had looked ahead of her she would have seen the rest of the family looking on in fascination, but her face was averted as she gazed down at the root of her son's prick, squirming about to get comfortably seated on the swollen end of the long cock.
Then she glanced back over her shoulder, giving Joey a lascivious look.
"Does Mommy's ass-hole feel good darling?" she purred, clamping the ring on his cock. Joey realized she had made no mistake.
"Yeah! Take it all, Mom!" he groaned.
Jenny began to slide down, and Joey watched his prick sink into her shithole inch by inch. His cock-knob was the widest part of his prick, opening her snug passage, blazing a trail for his long shaft to follow.
Twisting her his, she screwed down and took it all into her steaming guts. His cockhead flared in her bowels and his hard prick levered up her shit chute. Jenny moaned.
Joey bridged, bouncing her on his belly as he ground his prick around in her ass. He was in balls-deep, so far up her fudge chute that he wondered if his cockhead was sloshing around in all the spunk that his mother had swallowed from the other end of her alimentary canal.
She squatted down hunkering on the hilt of his cock, making her inner rings ripple and suck, showing her son that her shitter was as skilled as her mouth and pussy. Then she began to ride up and down steadily. Her ass-hole pulled up until only the fat plug of his cockhead was in her slot, then slid back down and gorged her guts again.
"Ummmmm-pack the fudge up Mommy's ass!" she moaned, dancing on his cock.
It was going up her so far that she half expected his cock-knob to come out of her mouth, driving right through her digestive tract.
"Pour your hot enema in my ass, darling!" she gurgled, hot for another slime load, eager for her final fuck-hole to be filled with incest oil.
As she slid her ass-hole up and down on his prick, she held his swollen bails cupped in her crotch, rubbing her cunt and clit against them.
Obviously, although she greatly enjoyed a ass-fuck, her cunt needed attention, too.
How could her cunt-hungry daughter ignore that need? Honey had pleasured her father-and how could she let her other parent's pussy go unattended?
It just wouldn't have been right.
Jenny looked startled when Marlon and Honey walked in, and Joey gave a yelp of alarm. But daddy and daughter were both naked and grinning as they approached, and it was evident that they approved of incest and ass-fucking.
And cunt-lapping, too.
Honey gave her mom a dazzling, bewitching grin, and got right down on her hands and knees. Jenny whimpered with pure joy as she realized that one of her fondest fantasies was about to become reality.
Honey lowered her chin to the floor and slid her face on up between her brother's widespread thighs. She began to lick his balls and to tongue his thick cockshaft as it slid out of Jenny's tight shithole.
"Ummmmm!" the girl purred, relishing the taste of cockmeat that was flavored by fudgehole, savoring a double dose of incest oil.
As Honey nuzzled her mouth on her brother's balls, her cute little nose was sliding around in her mother's gooey cunt and brushing against her clit.
Honey inhaled, breathing in the perfume of hot pussy right from the source. She squealed with delight, finding her mom's cunt even more fragrant than Rachel's redolent pussy. Her blonde head shifted up and Honey began to suck and tongue Jenny's cunt with relish.
The girl was on her knees, with her head down in her mom's groin and her ass sticking up and wriggling invitingly at the highest point of her position.
Marlon dropped to his knees behind her ass and grasped her by her nubile hips. He grinned at his wife and Jenny leered back at him. There could be no guilt now, for people who love in glass houses can throw no stones.
Then Marlon shoveled his prick up his daughter's sodden cunt and began to throw a fierce doggy fuck into the girl. She wailed and moaned as she munched, sputtering and slurping in her mom's pussy as her ardent daddy did her cunt from the other end.
Marlon pulled his cock out and shoved it up Honey's ass-hole for a few strokes, just to complete the carnal cycle, leaving no stone unturned.
He began to alternate holes, feeding it to her fudge slot, then ramming it up her cunt.
Honey was going crazy as parental prick filled both of her chutes and a maternal cunt began to spill the milk out into her hungry maw.
They came to a family crest together.
Joey shot his steaming enema into his mother's bowels in a torrent of geysering goo. Marlon poured his spunk into Honey's loins in a lavish deluge. Honey was creaming on her daddy's cock, and she felt as if her mouth were creaming as well, as Jenny juiced off on her tongue and lips and the teenager gulped her mother's cunt cum down with joy.
They fucked and sucked one another down through the sweet spasms and, drained off, remained clustered and coupled, ready to resume the randy rutting all over again.
Honey didn't think that she would bother to go to cheerleader practice any longer.
