Of all the social institutions which have had to endure change and weather criticism, the family unit is, perhaps, the most pronounced. Subjected to the undermining forces of alcoholism, the use of drugs and marijuana, and the advent of mate swapping, the family unit has undergone immeasurable challenge in the wake of social advancement.
Nonetheless, the family unit has survived-out of flexibility, if nothing else. In this story, an average American family beset by such common problems as divorce, jealousy, age differences, and unfaithfulness, manages to restructure itself. Its methods, those of incest and mate-swapping, are unusual and sometimes shocking, but who can belie the fact they are successful?
HOTTEST FAMILY-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Jonas Blessing stood in the door of his bathroom looking down at the golden-brown, eighteen year-old body of his housekeeper, Juanita Marquez. She was stark naked, with her legs spread to reveal the dark meat of her open pussy. It nestled like a wet furrow in the thick, black fur of her cunt.
"They'll be here in a few hours," Jonas said, letting his voice rise to its full, booming volume in mock anger. "Don't you think you should be downstairs, doing things?"
"There is still time," the beautiful girl said, smiling at him between her huge tits. "There are things I would rather be doing up here."
To accentuate her meaning, the girl reached down and squeezed the lips of her pussy together. The, pressure made the hard knob of her clitoris protrude enticingly from the folds of her pussy.
Jonas laughed hoarsely and shook his head. "It's amazing!"
"What is amazing? My pussy?"
"Yes," he said, crossing and sitting down on the side of the bathtub. "But not only your pussy... all of you is amazing. I hire myself a young, orphaned housekeeper because I want a little young stuff before I die, and you turn out to be not only a good housekeeper, but also an insatiable nymphomaniac!"
"What is this, you call, nymphomaniac?"
"It means you want to fuck all the time."
She smiled and rubbed the hard nipple of one breast against the hair on his thigh. "Then] am a nymphomaniac!"
"I swear, Juanita, you'll kill me. Remember, I'm an old man!"
"Yes, but you have a young cock," the girl answered, raising her head and looking down between his thighs. "See?"
Jonas looked down. She was right. His big dick was ramrod straight. The hair around his cock might be turning a little gray, but the cock itself knew no age. This little girl was only two years older than his grand-daughter, Lenore, but just the sight of her pussy, spread and inviting his cock to invade it, was enough to take twenty-five years off the fifty-seven he admitted to.
He wondered how his dear children and grandchildren would accept Juanita. At last year's annual reunion, he had been all alone; mean and angry and discontented. Well, this year it was going to be different, and he had a feeling his offspring would know why.
"It's beautiful," Juanita purred, wrapping her fingers around his wrist-thick, ten-inch pole. "He is bigger and stronger and a better fucker than all the young men in the world." She coyly looked up into his eyes as she squeezed his dick. "And you know I have screwed my share of young men before I met you."
He smiled, knowing that what she said was true. He had met her in a whore house. In fact, it was her flint night. He was both her first and her last customer. They had spent the night together and the following morning he had bundled her off to live with him.
"Fuck me, Jonas," the girl sighed. "Put your big cock in me and make my pussy happy."
"Damn you," he said, but with a chuckle in his voice. "I have to shower and dress!"
He stood tip, pulled away from her grasping hand, and reached down to turn on the shower.
"No," she cried, catching him by her arms and spinning him around.
It was impossible to resist her and his cock was aching with desire from, just her touch. "You're terrible," he groaned.
"I know, but I'm also very fuckable," she giggled, sliding into his arms.
Jonas wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and drew her into the heat of his embrace. As their lips met, he felt the hardness of her nipples and the. fleshy softness of her huge, spreading tits burn into the flesh of his chest.
Feeling his hard prick pressing against her crotch drove the young girl wild. Digging her sharp fingernails into his shoulders, she ground her cunt against the hard lump of cockflesh between his legs. Their tongues fought in the steaming cave of Jonas' mouth as she thrilled to the strongly masculine taste of his saliva.
"I want your cock," she breathed.
"And I want your pussy, dammit," he chuckled.
"Bed?" she asked.
"Lead on!"
As she moved in front of him, Jonas let his hands trail over the marvelous, jiggling activity of her fleshy ass. He marveled at how firm and strong her buttocks were as his hands moved back and forth over the quivering mounds.
"Ah, youth," he sighed, but-smiled when he looked down and saw the readiness of his own ten-inch cock.
Juanita loved the attention her man gave her body. Because he really was her man. In the ten months they had been living together, she had grown to love him as she had loved no other man. He had told her about his flub with his puritan wife, the mother of his three children, and how sex for her had always been a duty and a chore rather than a joy and fun.
Juanita was determined to change all that.
She stopped by the bed and turned to face him. Standing before him, she let his fingers explore the front of her body. Her legs began to tremble with lust as his hand pressed against the erect nub of her clitoris. Even though the touch was light, she could feel his experienced fingers making her cunt wetter and wetter.
Jonas' hands moved from the damp heat of her crotch to the flat, flawless skin covering her stomach. After playfully toying with her navel, his fingers traveled up to the thrusting mounds of her huge tits.
"I love your breasts," he groaned, cupping the mammoth melons in his hands.
"Then squeeze them harder," she moaned.
His eyes widened as the heavy tits spilled forward. The chill of the air-conditioned room made her nipples as hard as rocks. And as she felt the steaming heat of his mouth draw near to the tips of her breasts, Juanita's eyes drifted closed.
His lips sucked away furiously as the rough, flat side of his tongue lashed against her right nipple again and again. Her entire body stiffened as she felt the sharp edges of his teeth sinking into the brown mound. Engulfed in the flames of lust, she held the back of Jonas' head and ground her heaving tit into his wildly sucking mouth.
He felt totally in control as he watched her go insane at his touch. Watching her exquisite features twisted into a mask of lust made the cum in his balls boil. He could feel the thick fluid surging towards the swollen head of his prick. But Jonas didn't want to come at that moment. He wanted his prick hard and ready for all the things he wanted to do to this beautiful girl.
Juanita's eyes flashed open when she felt him pulling his face from her breasts. The muscles in her arms tightened as she fought to keep his mouth pressed against her. But he was too strong for her, and easily pulled away. Her body pried for the release of her orgasm that loomed so close.
"Lie down," he said.
She lay, slumped back on the bed, and stared at him. His age meant nothing to her. He was a good man who knew how to take a woman; and Juanita loved the way he took her.
"You're beautiful," he moaned, listing his rigid prick and staring down at her.
"So are you," she sighed.
And he was. A shiver ran through her as she appraised his broad, powerful shoulders. She trembled as her eyes caressed the tightness of his waist, and she anticipated wrapping her legs around him as he drove his thick shaft into her belly.
Her gaze dropped to his ass. She loved how hard and masculine his buttocks were. Her fingers quivered and her mouth watered as she thought about pulling those mounds apart and letting her tongue steal into the tight-ringed hole of his ass.
Jonas stood looking down at the girl lying before him. He loved her magnificent, young body. Even though she was on her back, the hard-tipped mounds of her breasts still thrust upwards. He could see a spreading damp spot on the sheet from her oozing cunt. He could almost smell the boiling secretions of her hungry pussy radiating from the deep gash.
Walking around to the side of the bed, he leaned over and kissed her. As one of her hands touched his cheek, the other moved to the hard lump of flesh between his legs. He remained motionless as her fingers massaged his prick lovingly.
Juanita's cunt throbbed with desire as she watched the blood-filled head of Jonas' cock force its way through her small fist. Immediately her fingers closed tighter around the thick shaft and began working up and down its entire length.
But Jonas had other games he wanted to play. Stepping backwards, he pulled his prick from her eager grasp. He turned and walked over to a large, comfortable easy chair facing the oversized bed. Smiling, he sat down, knowing he was really driving her insane. The more he teased her, the hotter she became, and Jonas was pushing her to the very threshold of madness. And that knowledge made his raging cock ache.
His eyes traveled up the length of her hot body. fullness of his cock and balls to her hungry eyes. Her mouth watered. The masculine, musky scent made her nostrils flare. As her passions soared, her fingernails dug into his hairy flesh.
Jonas enjoyed her teasing games for a little while, but then he wanted to get down to business. Grabbing either side of her face, he thrust his hips forward, slamming the blunt end of his prick against her lips.
Her jaws flew open, her mouth gaping. Closing her eyes, she let the thick shaft of burning meat force its way into the loving obedience of her face. Very carefully, she held his prick between the sharp edges of her teeth. Her cunt quivered as the tip of her pink tongue explored the tiny slit in the bead of his cock.
Her hands slid up the inside of his thighs, her slim ringers toying with the sensitive flesh of his cock and balls, sending shivers of lust racing through his blood stream.
The girl's mouth was filled with the raging strength of his meat as her fingers found their way beneath his body and into the darkness of his ass crack. She could feel the bloated head of his prick pressing against the back of her Throat.
Even though he could feel the cum surging into his thick cockhead, Jonas pushed her face off his meat. Tilting his head back, he smiled at the stream of saliva running out of the corners of her mouth.
"Now, baby, tell me what you want!" he groaned.
She smiled; a woman far beyond her eighteen years. She wanted the hardness of his meat slamming into her hot, wet cunt. And her smile told him so.
She lifted herself up onto her feet, gliding up the length of his body. Her naked tits ground into the hardness of his chest, the bristling hairs thrilling the soft skin of her breasts. Her nipples grew harder as they were crushed against him.
Grinding her lush body hard against his, she caressed the darkly tanned skin, enjoying the roughness and the heat radiating from his horny body. She pressed her lips to his face, covering it with wet, lusty kisses. Her tongue licked the sweat from his skin, snaking around to the side of his head and exploring the inner part of his right ear.
As Jonas thrilled to the sounds coming from her mouth, his strong hands reached out to cup one of her magnificent breasts. His palms enjoyed the burning heat of her nipples as his fingers dug into the firm but yielding flesh.
Her mouth moved from the right side of his face down to the muscular thickness of his neck. As her fingers stroked the rock-hard surface of his chest, her body moved with the trace of a jungle cat, tasting the sweetness of his flesh.
"Let's fuck," he said quietly, pushing her off of his lap.
"My ass or my cunt," the girl giggled, bouncing back to the bed.
"Whatever happens," Jonas replied, standing and watching her delightful body bounce across the room.
God, what a young animal she is, he thought to himself. At that moment he couldn't think of anything he would rather do in the world except shoot his stiff shaft into her rippling belly.
He watched her flop across the bed on her back. The sight made him shake with lust. Her thrusting tits shimmered with a coating of perspiration. He could see the red marks that his strong fingers had made in the, succulent, fleshy mounds. Her entire crotch was soaked with the hot secretions of her cunt. Lying with her legs spread wide apart, she happily displayed her charms to the admiring stud. As a lewd grin spread across her beautiful face, she placed her fisted hands on her hairy cunt.
Jonas' prick was as stiff as a flagpole, sticking out from the center of his groin.
As he climbed into the bed, Juanita slowly and deliberately sucked in a lungful of air. Her massive turn rose to meet his lips.
"Jesus, what a set of tits," he gasped.
"What a cock," she smiled, wrapping her hand around as much of his pole as she could. Her finger fell two inches short of encompassing its girth. He lay, stiffly for a moment, watching her body fill with desire as she fisted his cock. Her hips began to roll first as she thrust her cunt mound towards him. Her shoulders began to shake in time with her fist. Jonas' prick throbbed painfully as he watched the heavy mounds of her tits bouncing against each other.
"Fuck me with this," she begged, tugging on his cock.
Dropping her hands down to the damp heat between her own long legs, she began rubbing her cunt. He could see her fingernails digging into the taut satin skin covering her pussy, and it made his cock swell even more. Her body literally did a dance of desire beside him on the bed. Her huge tits thrashed in every direction. Her nipples seemed to glow with lusty fire as she thrust her legs apart and jammed half her fist up her own cunt.
Sweat poured from her skin as sexual tension filled every muscle. Yet she moved faster, more wildly. The strongly erotic smell of her perspiring body filled the room, sending Jonas' mind soaring to the very heights of desire. They both-knew that the time had come to fuck. Juanita could see the need in his eyes devouring the fullness of her voluptuous body. And her cunt was already aching wildly.
Jonas was finding it more and more difficult to keep himself under control. He could feel the cum in his balls begin to boil again as the flames of lust consumed his mind and body.
"Come to me, lover," Juanita cooed, pushing his head down across her belly. "See how my creaming pussy wants you?"
Staring between her legs, Jonas could see the pulsing red lips of her pussy half-hidden by the soft black curls other pubic hair. His mouth watered as a thin stream of cunt juice trickled down her soft inner thighs.
Her aunt warmed to the intensity of his gaze as his eyes delved into the soft folds of her steaming pussy. Watching him closely through sex-drugged eyes, Juanita slowly reached into the dampness and parted her cunt lips with the tips of her fingers.
"Do you like what you see, lover?" she asked, revealing the innermost recesses of her sopping wet cunt.
Jonas didn't bother to answer her question. Instead, he rolled over onto his side and pushed his face to the gaping slit. Taking his hands from the thickening shaft of his prick, he sank his ringers into the firmness of her rounded buttocks.
Juanita's mouth dropped open as she felt his tongue forcing its way into the deep hole of her cunt. His lips felt wonderful as they sucked away on the throbbing knob of her swollen clitoris. As she pound her crotch hard against his face, his fingers stole into the deep crack of her ass.
Suddenly one of his lingers was worming its way into the tight, puckered ring of her anus. Her body stiffened as she felt his sharp nail digging into the sensitive walls of her asshole.
The sounds of his hard-working mouth beat like a drum in her ears. His teeth tortured the hard nub of flesh wonderfully, causing her mind to soar to new heights of lust.
With her eyes tightly clenched, she slammed her body against Jonas' tongue as it delved into her cunt, then back against his probing finger in her ass. She could feel the muscles in her thighs tensing to the incredible sensations that raced through her body.
Jonas' mouth filled with the sweet juices from her fiery cunt. Her thick cream coated his lips and teeth, the walls of his mouth and his tongue. While he sucked her pussy dry, he could feel the muscles hidden deep within her rear channel tightening around his exploring finger.
But he wanted more than just the taste of her cunt. He needed to feel her entire body sucking away at his prick. He needed to feel the wet lips of her pussy working up and down the length of his thick shaft of cockmeat.
Savagely, he tore his finger from her asshole and pulled his face out from between her long legs. Reaching up, he dug his finger into the swollen flesh of her tits. Using the thrusting mounds like handles, he pulled her over on top of his bloated cock. This was the moment that they had both been waiting for.
Jonas saw the sweet young girl turn into a raging animal; a bitch in heat. She leaned forward and he felt her tits mashed against the hardness of his hairy chest, her burning nipples searing his bare skin.
Reaching between their bodies Juanita's fingers wrapped around the thick shaft of Jonas' cock. She pressed it to the dripping gash of her hungry cunt. With a knee on either side of his body, she lifted herself high enough to position the blood-filled head of his tool to the lips of her pussy. Slowly, she lowered herself onto his rock-hard cock.
Jonas went wild as he felt her cunt kiss the blunt tip of his aching rod. Impatient to feel his dick immersed in the steaming heat of her velvet-like pussy, he yanked down on her tits brutally while slamming his cock upwards. The sensitive folds of flesh yielded to the monstrous shaft as it sank into her quivering belly.
Jonas had never fucked a woman with talents that could compare to Juanita's. Her cunt was like an oven, routing his prick with its scaring juices. He could feel the dripping fluid running down the length of his cock and into the crack between his ass cheeks.
The expression on Juanita's face was indescribable. She seemed to be laughing, crying and screaming all at the same time. Her wantonly grinning lips mouthed silent words as tern of ecstasy rolled down her cheeks.
"Jonas, Jonas, darling, I love it! I love your hard meat pounding up into my belly!"
"And I love your sweet pussy!" he cried, lurching harder to drive his cock home in her hot nest.
"Fuck me, Jonas... ohhhhh, God, fuck me good!"
Her satin-black hair hung down around her face, tangled and damp from her burning passions. Her entire body slammed down to meet each thrust of his powerful hips. Her tortured clit pound against the base of his dick. Squirming against his hard body, she pressed the tip of her left breast to his hungry mouth.
Eagerly, he sucked. With his fingers tightly wrapped around the firm mound, he began to gently bite the throbbing hardness of her nipple, lashing the nub of dark brown flesh with his hot tongue.
Thrilling to the delights of his mouth and cock, Juanita climaxed. The muscles deep within her cunt clamped down on his prick as her juices bathed the thick length of hot meat. A loud scream burst from her lips and she sank her sharp teeth into one of his broad shoulders.
The tightness of her youthful cunt was more than Jonas could stand. Slamming his whole body up off the bed, the tip of his throbbing tool exploded deep inside her steaming pussy.
Wild new sensations boiled through the girl's thrashing body as she felt the hot cum geyser into her belly. He pumped jolt after jolt into her burning pussy; more than her hole could take. It oozed back out around his pumping meat and ran down to scald his balls, tickle his asshole, and puddle on the sheet beneath his bouncing butt.
Juanita could feel each spurt as it burst from the tiny slit in the head of his prick and splashed against the sensitive walls of her cunt. As Jonas soared to the heights of ecstasy, his teeth sank into her tit. The pain felt wonderful. His vicious treatment of her breast set off a new chain of climaxes ripping through her mind and cunt. Grinding against each other, their bodies fused into one great mass of sweating flesh.
Then, like two skiers finishing a run, they glided down from their mutual peaks. She lay across his body, nearly sobbing with the intense joy of her orgasm.
Beneath her, Jonas took great gasps of air into his bunting lungs. He felt good. He felt happy. He knew that he had given this beautiful young girl more pleasure than any younger man could give her, and that gave him satisfaction.
"Ohhhhh, you fuck so good," she said, pressing a heaving breast into his side.
"It's because I'm sucking you," he smiled, reaching out to comb his fingers through the damp pubic hair that covered her pussy like a black mat. "You have a constantly hungry pussy. Don't you ever desire a younger man?"
"Sometimes. But then you fuck me and the desire goes away!"
"Promise me that you'll tell me when the desire stays?"
"I promise," she sighed. "oh-oh, look at the time! I've got to get dressed and play hostess, housekeeper, and all that other shit!"
She swung her legs wearily over the side of the bed and scampered to the bathroom door.
"Juanita?"
"Huh?" She paused and looked back at him.
"You'll like my sons."
"So?"
"If you.. . like them too much, you'll tell me, won't you?"
"Of course," she laughed. "Maybe this family reunion will turn into an orgy after all!"
She disappeared into the bath and a second later he heard the shower running. He closed his eyes and relaxed, enjoying the exhaustion that always filled his body after a good fucking.
An orgy? That might be kind of fun, he mused. Might as well go all the way in my old age. He had always toyed with the idea of fucking his older son s wife, Marge. She was one hell of a woman. And now that they were separated, who knows what might happen?
And his younger son's new bride, Carmen. From the pictures that Robert had sent him, she looked like a real spitfire.
"Yes," he whispered aloud, "this year's family reunion just might turn into something very interesting!"
Chapter Two
"Jesus, Carmen, we've got to check out yet and it's a two hour drive up to Briarcliff!"
"Please, honey, I need it!" the redhead cried, running her hands over her full, conical tits, pressing the filmy material of her negligee against her body. "I want to fuck!"
"Honey, I just fucked you an hour ago in the motel pool."
"But I only came once! Please!"
Robert Blessing was already half-dressed. In fact, he had only his socks and shoes to go, but looking at his bride of three months, he had the sneaky feeling that before long he would be naked again. "God, you're beautiful," he gasped.
She was lying on her back with her legs spread far apart. Looking at the moist slit between her legs nestled in the auburn fur around it made his mouth water. She had the finest tasting pussy he had ever eaten.
"Take your clothes off, Robert," Carmen cooed, "and get down here and give my body a good tongue bath!"
Robert obediently slipped out of his clothes and knelt beside the bed. His eyes roamed up and down her perfect body. She had been a shy, sheltered virgin three months before when he had married her on her nineteenth birthday. But from that first night on, she had been a cock-hungry cunt.
For the first week, he had been the sex teacher to her sex-hungry pupil. But then she had become more and more demanding. Now she wanted cock all the time; in her mouth, in her ass, and in her pussy. Robert was only too happy to oblige, but if it went on for the rest of their lives, he was afraid he might not be able to keep up with her.
"Start with my belly," she begged, "and work up to my titties!"
Her skin was an alabaster white, and, unlike all the other redheads he had known, she hadn't a single freckle anywhere on her body. The little folds on her pussy weren't a brick red, but a delicious, delicate pink, just like the lips of her cunt. On the other hand, her nipples were not pink, as he had expected them to be, but a rich, dark-red, like cherries. Whether they'd be so deep a red when she wasn't hot, he didn't know; he'd never seen them when she was any other way.
He lowered his face to her belly and shot his tongue into her navel. Then he slowly worked his way upward, through the valley of her breasts, until his tongue was at the side of her neck.
The negligee lay crumpled beneath her, with only her arms still in the garment. She struggled out of it and threw it over his head. "Now, go ahead! Lick me some more!"
"Jesus," he groaned, and ran his tongue up the smooth column of her neck to her ear. He took the entire globe into his mouth and pushed his tongue deep into the opening. He spent a full minute on her ear before he brushed his lips down across her cheeks to the hollow of her throat and then, slowly, down the upper slope of her left breast.
"Ohhhhh!" she breathed as he moved his lips in smaller and smaller circles toward her nipple. "Oh, Robert, darling! Ohhhhh!"
He sucked the nipple into his mouth slowly, tasting it, worrying it with his hot lips, feeling it grow even harder and larger as he raked his tongue across it. But he had become aware of the dizzying aroma of her pussy. The scent made him impatient to press his mouth against the warm lips of her cunt and suck the juice he knew would be pouring down from her inner cunthole.
He licked down across her stomach, pausing for a moment to lap the perspiration from her belly, then moved his mouth down across the warm, satiny skin toward the top edge of her curly pubic fur.
His tongue had barely touched the soaking lips of her pussy when his cock jumped to full erection. He ran his tongue from the top of the crease, down through the gooey folds, clear to her asshole. His cock bobbed and ached all the while, the head already seeping clear, pre-seminal fluid.
"Oh, yes, lover; lick me ... like that!" Carmen moaned, rolling her wide hips, unable to lie still beneath his quivering, searching tongue-tip.
He moved his hands to her cuntlips and pried them far apart. Juice oozed in gushing streams out around his tongue. He looked at the glistening lips of bet cunt, just visible between his splayed fingers, and inhaled deeply of the heady aroma that seemed to grow stronger and more enticing by the second.
He spread the lips wider with the thumbs of both hands. When her cunt was a yawning, gaping furrow he ground his face between her thighs. Then he glued his mouth to her pussy and began to suck.
"Yes! Ohhhhh, God, yessss! Suck me.. . SUCK MY CUNT!"
He slid his face down until his tongue hit her asshole. With his hands under the backs of her knees, he lifted her ass cheeks from the bed and chewed an their flesh. She had such a beautiful ass, such a tasty ass, that he had to restrain the urge to bite it as hard as he could. Probably the mason he liked it so much, he decided, was that she enjoyed having him do it. Carmen was beginning to realize he enjoyed everything he did to her.
He gnawed at the perfect round globes until the white skin was red, moving from cheek to cheek, while she writhed and moaned beneath him. Meanwhile, wave after wave of perfume wafted up from the drenched cunt between her legs.. . so thick now he could almost taste the fumes that were slowly making him drunk with the sheer female scent of her.
"My asshole, Robert, darling. . . give my asshole a good, hard ream with your tongue!"
He lowered his face between her hips, spread them apart with his hands, and ran the pointed tip of his tongue around the rim of her asshole.
"Oh, Robert!" Carmen cried. "Oh, darling... oh, that's so good!" She raised her hips toward his mouth, an enticing invitation. "Don't just lick it, darling! Suck it!"
"Don't worry," he growled. "I'm going to do a damn sight more than suck it!"
But he did kiss and suck it for a few moments. He wanted to work a little saliva into the opening to lubricate it. But he soon found that it was already slippery enough, that in fact it was shooting some juice of its own.
"Oh, stick it in there, Robert!" Carmen gasped. "Shove it up me, honey!"
"I can't," he gasped.
She thrust her hips up against his face again. "Try! Try!" "You'll have to relax it a little, baby." "I don't know how." "You relaxed it when I put my cock in it." "No, I didn't. You just shoved it in!"
"Well, I can't do that with my tongue. I can't make it hard enough."
"But after you'd fucked me there for a while, I did relax, didn't I?"
"Let me put my finger in first?'
"Yes, yes, go ahead. Finger-tuck my asshole first, darling. . . and then tongue-fuck it!"
"There it goes," he said, sliding a finger up her rectum as far as it would go.
"OHHHHHH FUCK YES!" she screamed, thrashing her legs and, pounding her rectum down over his finger. "Another... put another finger in me!"
He shoved his index finger in a little farther, then slid his middle finger in beside it, and forced them both up her rectum as far as they would go. Her rear channel reined a little, engulfing the welcome invaders.
He took a chance, removed his fingers, and again jammed his face into the crack. His tongue easily slid far up into her hot, rear hole.
Tonguing her rectum was a wild sensation that made the juice in his balls boil with desire. Wildly, with all the force in his jaws, he thrust his tongue in and out of her asshole like a prick in a cunt.
He was loving it; loving her; loving his tongue sliding in and out of Carmen's wonderful asshole.
Carmen, too, was loving it. She began to roll from side to side, pumping her hips against his face, crying out again and again with ecstasy. She had learned not only to relax her sphincter, she had also learned how to make it expand and contract. She was opening her anus for him as he pushed his tongue up her rectum, and tightening it again as he drew it out. She was actually sucking his tongue with her rear end!
"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "Oh... I'm...I'm going... I'm going to come!"
He grasped her tightly, renewing his efforts, feeling the rapid approach of his own orgasm, trying to hold it back, but knowing he would not be able to.
And then she was wildly twisting from beneath him, tangling her fingers in his hair to draw his head up between her legs.
"Suck me," she moaned. "Suck my cunt, darling! I'm. . . I'm coming!" She was clawing at his prick now. "Let me suck you!"
Swiftly he lowered himself over her, his head between her legs and his prick against her face. As he buried his mouth in her steaming cunt, he felt her lips slide over the head of his cock and along his shaft, almost to his balls.
And not a second too soon. His come had already begun, and he could feel his sperm gushing into her throat in such huge amounts that she was choking on it, unable to swallow the thick, hot semen fast enough.
Jesus, can she suck! he thought, shuddering in the violence of his orgasm. What a terrific, natural-born cocksucker! It was amazing. The beautiful little redhead had never had a prick in her mouth until three months ago, and now she was taking his full eight inches all the way down her throat; and swallowing a gallon of his cum at the same time!
She had sucked his balls dry and now she was screaming something at him. "Me, too! Make me come, too, dammit!" "Huh?" "Stick your dick in my cunt, Robert!" "I can't . . . it's going soft."
"But I didn't finish my come. GOD, MAKE ME COME!"
"My dick's soft, baby."
"Then eat me off, you bastard! DAMMIT, I HAVE TO COME!"
Robert rolled to the side of the bed and stood looking down at her. He had never seen her quite like this. Her face was an ugly, contorted mask of lust and desire. She had bitten her lower lip so hard that it was bleeding.
"Honey, honey," he said, "take it easy!"
"Take it easy, shit! Make me come, then I'll take it easy!"
"Honey." His eyes fell on his watch as he raised his arm to quiet her. "Jeez, look at the time." "FUCK THE TIME!"
"I've already called for the bags. I'll check out and go over to the station and get the car." As he spoke, he was dressing.
"Come back here, NOW! EAT ME OFF!"
"Honey ... the time."
She was writhing in agony on the bed, clawing at the lips of her pussy and screaming obscenities at him. But it was no we. He was disappearing out the door.
Robert knew that there was more involved in his flight than incurring his father's wrath for being late. Carmen had actually scared him, and he suddenly realized that perhaps he couldn't handle this woman's rampant sexuality after all.
Carmen threw both pillows at the slamming door and screwed at him for another full- minute. Finally, admitting that he really had fled, she clomped across the room and ripped open the bathroom door. She was just about to turn on the shower when she heard a light knock.
Thinking it might be Robert, but not sure, she wrapped a towel around her body and went to answer it.
"Who is it?"
"Bellman, Ma'am, for the bags."
Her mind whirled. How long would it take Robert to get to the car. . . a half hour?
Leaving the chain latched, she opened the door and pecked out. He was young, about her age, with a tall, athletic build and an open innocent face.
She reached between her legs. Her palm immediately filled with pussy juice.
What the fuck, she thought, it's his own damn fault!
She undid the chain and backed away. "Come in!"
"Sure thing," he said, stepping through the door only to have it slam right behind him. He whirled to face her and gasped when he saw her. "Wow!"
"What's your name?"
"M-M-Marty," he stammered, trying to take in everything he saw at once. The towel didn't cover all her cunt. He could see the bottom of her pink, almost strawberry-blonde, pussy fur just below it. Above it, the massive globes of her tits bulged in its tight confines.
"I'm hot, Marty," Carmen said huskily, taking a few steps towards him.
"Uh, look, lady," the boy said, backing up until his legs hit the bed. Her hands slid up and down her body over the towel, making his mouth go dry. The closeness, the growing desire he felt for her almost overwhelmed him.
"I want to fuck," she said, her eyes brazenly examining the bulge that had started to build in the front of his pants.
"Jeez, lady.. . your husband!"
"Forget my husband," Carmen hissed.
She slipped from his side and lay on the bed. She stretched her body teasingly, her pale green eyes closing, her exciting body undulating in passion. She moved a leg and the towel creeped up, uncovering her-crotch. The boy's breath caught as he stared at the raised curve of her pubic mound thrusting towards him.
"You're getting a hard-on, Marty. No sense letting a good hard-on go to waste!"
She reached up and grabbed his hand and laid it on her thigh. He couldn't help but respond. He began to rub the inside of her creamy leg. His fingers sank into the softness of her white flesh. Carmen responded to his sensuous touch by moving her legs slightly apart, letting him see her cuntal lips and the pubic hairs that excited him so.
His eyes took in the view of her beautiful pussy. And then it was the silken sheen of her thigh that attracted his attention. The flesh was so tender, so warm. As he stroked upward, there was the slightly moist feeling of her top inner thighs. Finally, the tips of his fingers were almost touching the swollen, pouting, already wet lips of her cunt.
"Well?" she said, leering up at him.
"Oh shit . ."
"C'mon,!" she urged, "take your pants down. We don't have too much time!"
"Oh, damn, lady .. if your old man . ."
"Bullshit!" she hissed.
She rolled to a sitting position and unzipped his fly. She pulled down his trousers until he could kick them out of the way. Through the brief shorts, Marty's prick rose lustfully. Its crown, with a sharply pointed head, was clearly outlined beneath the tight material. Carmen retraced the path of her hands up his bare legs, and stroked his cock firmly. With her other hand, she undid the towel and let it fall from her body.
"Oh, oh, oh.. ." the boy groaned as her full-figured tits tumbled into view.
They swayed gently as her body moved, hanging with ripe firmness. The tips were a thick, deep red where the nipples had begun to stiffen. She began to massage his thigh right below his crotch, her skillful fingers kneading the flesh in a sensuous series of strokes. Her hands were very slowly moving towards the thick meat of Marty's cock, which was now quivering strongly under his shorts.
When the boy felt that he would go crazy with frustration, she allowed only her fingertips to brush against the jerking prick. The light touch sent it pulsing more violently than ever. As she ran her forefinger quickly up and down the tender underside, he started panting heavily and all restraint went by the wayside.
"You want it, don't you, honey?" Carmen teased.
"Yeah, yeah, dammit... I want it," the bellboy croaked. "Jeez, lady, I want it any way I can get it!"
Carmen's hands darted down and wrapped around his covered cock. The back of her hand outlined his bloated balls.
"Jesus," he cried, "do something! Or let me do something!"
He tensed and untensed the muscles of his back, writhing his hips in an attempt to make her hurry. She blew a sweet, but highly frustrating kiss at him. Her lips, puckered and wet, then swooped down suddenly to the head of his engorged prick. She closed around the hard, throbbing head and sucked furiously through the material that separated the stiff cock from her lips.
The sensation of those soft lips on his cock was heaven to Marty. The steady pull of her mouth sent a violent surge of sexual pleasure coursing throughout his body. Her fingers were holding the lower half of his cock steady. She squeezed the hard stem, almost released it, then immediately squeezed with much more force and determination.
She nibbled softly at his prick, biting with the pleasure-pain sensation until his meat jumped around in her mouth. She drew harder and harder as it. She literally soaked the material of his shorts her saliva dribbled over her lips. She easily slipped one finger beneath the shorts and started to fondle his naked back.
She stroked around and around, insistently and unrelentingly. He squirmed in delighted agony. And then her determined finger tickled up higher. Soon, Marty felt her sharp fingernail sliding over the base of his balls, making them jiggle from side to side and itch with a lustful irritation.
Then, without warning, she ripped his shorts down to his knees. "Ohhhh, beautiful cock!" she panted.
And it was. His youthful meat was rock-hard, something her husband's didn't always attain. It was also longer and thicker by at least an inch. The long, wide prick twitched from side to side. The boy raised his hand, the one closest to her, and let his fingers cup the warmth of her breast. He pressed the soft flesh gently, then flattened his hand and pushed it upward, squashing the globe against her chest. The stiffening nipple burned into his hand and he brought his thumb and forefinger around it and squeezed very hard.
"Make your mouth like a cunt," he suddenly growled. "Suck it!"
"No, I want it in my pussy!" she cried, and flung herself back on the bed, pulling him along with her.
He slid between her thighs, with Carmen guiding his meat with both her hands. She pulled the head into her cuntal entrance, released him, and wrapped her legs around his ass. "NOW! SHOVE IT INTO ME! FUCK ME!"
The boy fell forward and slid his prick ball-deep in her cunt. Her warm cavern felt like a bowl of melted butter. She clawed at his back with her fingernails, and scratched at the shaft as he began to lever his big cock into her soaking cunt.
"Kiss me," she gasped. "Kiss me!"
Marty obeyed, crushing his mouth against hers and thrusting his tongue violently into her at the same time that his prick entered the tight . slit of her cunt. In turn, site raised her legs, lifting them and driving her ankles into the small of his back. He eased his throbbing rod fully into her, feeling the wetness of her slippery, rubbery walls grab at his prick and suck it tighter into the thick channel of her cuntmeat.
For the second time in less than an hour, Carmen let her raw passions take over. Only this time it wasn't with her husband. As Marty began to fuck in and out of her, relentlessly, she realized that it was just as good as it was with Robert, maybe better.
"Oh, baby, you're a good fucker," she cooed, enjoying every inch of his tool as it battered her hot, gooey hole. "Fuck me, lover, make me come. Give me a good come!"
It was good, all consuming. She had already come the moment his cock had invaded her pussy, and she was quickly building again.
And the boy was right with her.
She was wet and sticky, the depths of her pussy bathed in juices. She felt his hot semen begin to erupt, the boiling jism starting to spurt into her in long spasms. She wanted so much to hold him back, to delay his coming in some way. She wanted more, so much more of his fucking!
Many, however, had lost control. He had been brought to the brink of orgasm for so long that, when he felt his cock sliding between the juicy lips of her cunt, he could manage no more than a few strokes before his climax was upon him and he burst loose, discharging his load of cum.
His sperm gushed into her cunt in long, hard, lengthy spasms. She clenched her buttocks tightly, holding his prick in the vise-grip of her pussy, bringing herself off one more time.
"Oh shit, you're tearing my cock off!"
"Hang on a little more, honey," she begged. "I'm gettin' it one more time!"
Her cunt rippled and her body writhed through a second sweet orgasm. As it faded, she opened her eyes and dropped her legs from around his waist. "Hey!"
"Huh?" He lifted his head and looked at her through hazy eyes.
"You better get the fuck out of here . . . my husband's probably on his way back up right now!"
It was all Carmen could do to suppress her laughter as the boy struggled frantically back into his clothes, grabbed the bags, and fled.
She lay back, luxuriating in the warmth that flowed through her body from her well-fucked pussy. Her first venture into adultery had been quite an experience and an adventure. It had not only given her pleasure, it had also shown her how much power her hot pussy and her big tits had over a man.
Suddenly her thoughts turned to Robert's handsome older brother, Mark. She had heard Robert comment about what a stud Mark was. Maybe she would do this again, she mused. Only next time she would keep it in the family.
Chapter Three
Mark Blessing slowly let his eyes drift from the house where he had been born to his beautiful daughter. She stood against a big oak tree a few feet from him. The sunlight came through the trees and glinted off the mane of ash blonde hair that cascaded around her shoulders and framed her beautiful face.
As usual, she wore no bra, and the sight of her nubile young breasts thrusting against the tight sweater brought a lump to his throat and blood rushing into his cock. Lenore, at eighteen, was the spitting image of her mother, and nearly as well developed.
He let his gaze wander down over the tight jeans that molded like a second skin to her youthful hips and jutting ass cheeks. The jeans were so tight in the crotch that the scam had crawled up into the lips of her pussy.
It would be hard to send her back to her mother after the glorious summer they had spent together. He felt guilty about all the things they had done but, at the same time, he had loved it all, and didn't want it to end.
Lenore rolled her eyes toward him and met his gaze. "What are you thinking?"
"How hard it will be not to see you for a whole year.
"It doesn't have to happen," she smiled. "Mother would probably prefer me staying with you.
"I know, but I think it would be too dangerous."
"You mean instead of sucking each other, you might finally give up and fuck me?"
"Something like that," he replied, looking away, back toward the house.
It had all happened so innocently. They had gone up to his one-room cabin at the lake. Only a screen had separated their beds. About one in the morning, he had gotten to go to the bathroom.
He had to cross around the screen to get to the other room. He gasped and stood, rooted to the spot, as he looked down at Lenore's sleeping body on the bed.
Because of the summer warmth, she had kicked off the covers. Now she lay practically nude, her flimsy panties barely covering the golden triangle of her pussy.
He had seen her nude before, of course, but it was nothing compared to this. His daughter was blossoming into a young woman, and it was having an effect on him. The sight of her burgeoning breasts, the snug crease at her crotch, and the obvious mat of golden pubic hair that the panties couldn't hide all served to stimulate his prick beyond endurance.
He felt his cock stirring uneasily in his pajama bottoms.
Then, with no warning, Lenore's eyes popped open. She saw him staring down her and smiled. Then her eyes dropped to his crotch and the smile widened.
He dropped his own eyes, following her gaze, and felt a flush of embarrassment redden his whole body. His cock had crawled from the opening in his pajamas and was now standing straight out from his groin like an angry, red-tipped spear.
Flustered, their eyes met gain. He tried to stammer out some excuse but the words stuck in his throat. Completely forgetting his original reason for rising, he staggered back around the screen and fell into bed.
No matter how hard he tried, he found the image of her glorious, young body impossible to push from his mind. It was hours before he could sleep, and it was no better when he awoke the next morning.
Lenore was breathing heavily as he covered up her heaving breasts and, as quietly as possible, slipped to the kitchen side of the cabin and started preparing breakfast.
It was only a few minutes later when he felt her presence at his side. He looked around and the feeling of the night before immediately invaded his loins.
She had gotten out of bed and crossed the room without bothering to put on a robe.
"Shouldn't you put on a robe or something?" he said, his voice surprisingly harsh.
"Why, Daddy?" she giggled. "You've seen me before like this."
"Yeah," he said, busying himself at the stove but finding it impossible to keep his eyes from straying back to her near naked body. "But that was a long time ago, when you were much younger and much less mature!"
"What about last night? You saw me like this last night."
He gulped, but couldn't speak. He could feel his cock again getting hard as he stole quick glances at the firm thrust of her tits. He found himself wanting to fondle them, kiss them. He wanted to put his hand between her legs and caress the smooth flesh of her pussy, feel the warmth between her cuntlips.
Lenore didn't help his uneasy situation. She moved to him and pressed the hard nipple and the soft globe of her left breast against his arm. Her thigh came against his, making sweat pop out in beads on his forehead. -
Damn, he thought, doesn't she know yet what her naked body can do? Doesn't she know that touching a man like that, any man, is only inviting sex?
Then another thought struck him; maybe she does know!
His cock started jerking to rigidity and he wanted to push her any. But he couldn't. He was too intrigued and stimulated by the firm flesh against him.
"I'm going to hate to leave tomorrow, Daddy. I loved being here with you."
He found his voice at last. "Yeah, baby, it was great. But, as they say, all good things must come to an end, eventually."
"Why? Why don't I just stay with you all the time? I don't want to go back and live, with mother. She's a pain in the ass!"
"Lenore, don't talk about your mother that way."
"Why not? We both know what she is.. . why you divorced her!"
And you're just like her, Mark thought, feeling her turn into him until the soft muff of her pubic mound was against his leg.
"You don't really love me," she pouted.
"Yes I do, honey."
"No you don't!" She started to move away.
"Dammit, you know I love you!" he cried and, without thinking, turned to face her.
She looked down and the same wide grin creased her lips. "Is that a sign that you love me?"
"Oh, my God," he gasped.
It had happened again. His cock protruded from his pajama bottoms like a telephone pole.
"Oh, Daddy, you're so big! The biggest and mast beautiful I've ever seen!"
He wanted to scream at her. He wanted to find out just what other cocks she had seen. He wanted to ask her if she was still a virgin.
But his Throat was clogged with desire. She moved against him until his cock was pressed upward between their bodies, the head touching his navel, and nearly reaching the bottom of her breasts. Brazenly, she placed one of his hands on her left breast and squeezed.
"Don't you love me?" she sighed, her face tilted up to his.
"I do, baby. I swear I do!" he cried and kissed her gently on the lips. It was almost a reflex action, but he began to tenderly knead her firm breast, his fingers rolling and tweaking her nipple.
She sighed and shivered as tremors raced along her spine. Her erotic reaction made him realize the perversity of his actions. She was his baby, and he was playing with her breast as though she were one of his girl friends that he was trying to get into bed! He pulled his hand away.
"Do it some more, Daddy," she whispered softly. She put her lips to his and pushed her tongue past the baffler of his teeth while she put his hand back on her breast.
He knew that he shouldn't. He knew it was immoral. He knew it was incestuous. But he was entrapped by his emotions and he wanted to feel her firm breasts. He left his hand there and fondled the pliant mounds, coaxing her pink nipples to tautness.
"Ohhhhhh, Daddy, it feels so good," Lenore cooed, rubbing her pussy against his cock.
He could feel the warmth of her tight cunt mound against his body, and his cock jerked rigidly. He kissed all over the eyes, ears, cheeks, lips, and neck, his hand still gently manipulating her tits.
"What are we doing?" he whimpered.
"Don't worry, Daddy," Lenore whispered, pulling his head down toward, her breasts. "It's nothing I haven't done before."
Her breasts were already swollen with desire when she cupped them to his lips. He put his mouth to them, kissing one and then the other. He opened his mouth wide and pulled in the entire fleshy globe, his tongue whipping back and forth over the distended nipple.
Lenore mewled excitedly, her supple body quivering with the erotic tremors that cascaded through her. As he sucked on her tit, she looked toward his crotch and let her eyes feast on his huge, prick. It stood proudly erect; nine inches of pulsing muscle.
"Ohhh, Daddy, you're beautiful," she cooed and wrapped her fist around it.
He was startled by the suddenness of her touch and pulled his mouth from her tit. "No, Lenore! Don't!"
He grabbed her wrist and tried half-heartedly to pull her hand from his cock. But she held on lightly, refusing to relinquish her hold. He held onto her wrist, but rather than make any further attempt to remove her hind, he began to move it up and down over the length of his throbbing pole.
"Does that feel good?" she asked.
"Yes," he admitted, hating himself for relaxing under the stimulation of her lingers. He let her wrist go and she continued the stroking motion.
"I want to make you come, Daddy," she said, raising to the tips of her toes and whispering in his ear.
"No, no! We shouldn't!" he hissed.
"Yes," she said, becoming totally the aggressor and half-pushing, half-tagging him across the room.
"Oh, God . . . Lenore, no!"
"It's all right, Daddy . . . I've done it before." "You've what?"
"It was always easier than fighting with the boys that I went out with." She was still gripping his prick with both hands.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, sometimes I would let them go too far. You know, playing with my titties or my pussy, and they would get a little wild and they would insist on fucking. At first I would just beat them off like this real fast until they came. Then they wouldn't want to fuck any mare. Boys are so easy to handle!" "But, what about.., about-" "About sucking?" He nodded, dumbfounded now by her candor.
"Well, one night this boy forced my head down on his dick. I started sucking it and, whammo, it blew off in my mouth! I really liked it, so from then on I sucked the boys off. Now I want to do it for you!"
She pushed him with one hand on his chest. He fell back on his elbows, finding it somehow impossible to stop her. For some silly reason, everything seemed all right; Lenore was still a virgin, and that's all that really mattered.
But little did Mark realize that the real reason for Lenore retaining her virginity was her desire to give it to him.
"Sit on the edge," she said, putting a pillow on the floor beside the bed. "Yes, like that, so I can do it to you on my knees. Then kind of lie back on your elbows, so you can watch me."
Lenore took her father's cock in her hand and squeezed it gently and lovingly, thrilling to the way the rock-hard shaft pulsed against her palm. She was absolutely certain that, nowhere in the world! was there a prick half so beautiful as her father's. There couldn't be; it was perfect in very way. She wouldn't have wanted it shaped any differently, or any larger or smaller; she loved it exactly the way it was. From the dark triangle of the hair to the velvet shaft to the quivering head, it was perfection.
Her mouth was watering so much she had to swallow. Then, reaching back to cup her father's engorged balls with one hand, she raised his prick a little with the other until it was on a level with her mouth, and leaned forward to lick away the cum that had formed in the tiny eye of the throbbing head.
"You want me to, now, don't you?" she cooed, perversely licking the rubbery head.
"God, yes," Mark moaned, hating himself for saying it, but finding it impossible not to.
"Tell me. . tell me you want me to suck you!"
"I do!" he growled, last in the swamp of desire. "Yes! Suck it!"
Lenore ran her tongue out to a point and began to eagerly lick the moist pink meat, moving her tongue in small, widening circles from the eye out to the corona.
"Holy God!" Mark breathed. "I'm damn near ready to come!"
"Don't, please!" Lenore said, alarmed.
"I thought you wanted me to."
"I do, but I want it to last a long time!"
She pressed her lips against the warm, wet meat of her father's cock, then slowly drew the head into her mouth until her lips and teeth passed over the ridge and clamped firmly on the hard, thick shaft.
"Oh, God, God," her father said, moaning. "Oh, God, baby.. ."
She was still holding his balls, and now she began to knead them gently, milking them in the way she had done the boys, while with her other hand she squeezed his shaft, running her hand slowly back and forth on its entire length.
She felt a sudden tremor in the big prick and she pawed, afraid that her father was going to come. But he didn't, and a few seconds later she began to suck him in earnest, easing a little more of the shaft into her mouth with each forward movement of her head.
When she felt the head touch the back of her throat, she pawed again. She was able to take it into her throat, to literally swallow it. But if she did she knew she'd trigger her father's come before she wanted to. The contraction of her throat muscles on his throbbing prick would make him come in a flash.
She decided to just take her time. She paused now and then to enjoy the mingled scents of her pussy and her father's musk, feeling the pressure of the delicious meat sliding across her tongue and the roof of her mouth, letting the drops of sharp-sweet cock juice collect in her throat until there was so much of the precious fluid puddling there that she began to choke and had to swallow it.
Now, as she bobbed her head up and down on her father's big prick, she reached down between her legs and slipped a ringer between the steaming lips of her cunt.
Oh God, she thought if only he will, if only I can get him hot enough to want to fuck me! She had lived with that desire for as long as she could remember. An over whelming, maddening desire to be fucked...to have her father ram his big hard prick in her pussy and break her cherry and fuck the living hell out of her!
She continued to suck him slowly and carefully, hoping he wouldn't come for a few minutes more. But now, suddenly, the feel and taste of his cock in her mouth was so good that she could no longer control herself. She had to work the head of his cock down her throat, even though it meant he'd come at once.
Angry with herself for being so greedy, and yet completely helpless to deny the thrill of wallowing all his cock, she relaxed the muscles of her throat as much as she could, and then slowly pushed her face forward until her nose was buried in the musky bush of his pubic hair.
At last she had his entire prick, every pulsing inch of it. Her mouth and throat were so full of hot meat she could scarcely breathe.
She felt his cock vibrate against her lips and teeth. She closed her eyes and reached up to clutch one of his ass cheeks in either hand.
And then, suddenly, it exploded in her mouth, a tremendous surge of scalding cum that splashed into her throat and seared its way deep into her chest.
"THERE!" Mark screamed. "Oh shit, you're taking it! You're taking all of it! I'M COMING!"
Lenore swallowed and swallowed again. But she was unable to keep up with his gushing prick. She felt his cum oozing out past her lips and down her chin and neck. He was giving her too much juice too fast. Quickly, she pulled his prick from her throat so she could drink the boiling cum straight from his cock.
Her father was writhing about on the bed, arching his back, thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth. And now he suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head down on his prick so hard that she felt the cockhead plunge down her throat again. But the cum was no longer gushing from his tool in such quantity as it had been a moment before, and she was able to keep the head deep in her throat.
She held her head still, letting him fuck her mouth, swallowing constantly, loving every hot drop of the thick jism. She dug her fingers deep into the flesh of his ass cheeks, as if she could squeeze even more cum into her hungry throat.
She sucked him until he let out a long, rasping cry and fell back on the bed, exhausted.
Still she sucked. She had to suck the limp prick hard again. And that meant sucking it for many minutes. Until then, she knew, there'd be no chance of going further. "Oh, stop it, baby! It's starting to hurt!"
But she kept sucking. And, just as she knew it would, his cock hardened again.
When it was at its peak, she crawled up his body and crouched with her dripping young pussy over his cock.
"LENORE!" he cried. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I want to come too, Daddy! I want to feel your dick up my pussy, making me come!"
"NO!"
""Please... please," she whimpered, trying to pull his hands from her hips so she could slam her tortured pussy down over his rigid shaft.
"No, baby! That's just too much!"
"Please, Daddy, I want to come, too!"
"Roll over on your back, baby. I'll make you come."
She did as he asked and he buried his face in her creaming young cunt. He made her come four times before she wriggled her body around beneath him and they both came one more time in the sixty-nine position.
They had come a lot more times together during the rest of the summer. Lenore even started, sleeping in his room with him a week after they returned from the cabin. That had made it very difficult not to fuck her, not to ram his dick up that sweet, slick channel he had invaded so many times with his tongue.
But he had managed. He had been on the brink many times, but always he had held himself, to his daughter's dismay, in check. And now the summer was over. They would spend a week at his father's house, as they did every year, and then Lenore would return to the city with her mother.
By next summer, Mark hoped, Lenore would find a boy friend and forget the time she had spent with him..
"I'll bet you're thinking what I'm thinking."
She stood beside him, her ash blonde head barely reaching his shoulder. She nuzzled a cheek and a breast against him and he returned the pressure.
"And what might that be?"
"It's our last week together, like this. Maybe our last hour. When we go over the bridge, we'll be at Grandpa's house and you'll probably be in a room on the other side of the house from me."
"Probably," he nodded, absently resting his hand on her ass. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, watching the Way her heavy breasts jutted in the taut sweater.
God, he thought, all the sex has swollen them so much she can't even get into her bras. Her tits are bigger than her mother's.
Lenore pulled her sweater above her tits. They bobbed in freedom before his eyes. She took both his hands and cupped her globes with them.
"This might be our last chance."
"We've-already taken our last chance."
"No ... we have an hour. We can go down there under those trees where it's dark, and you can...fuck me!"
"Honey, how many times.. ."
"Somebody's going to... soon," she said. "And you know it!"
"I know a place," Mark said softly. "Down by that stream . .. I used to play there!"
Chapter Four
A few miles on down the road from Mark and Lenore, his estranged wife, Marge, was driving towards the big house and the family reunion. She had brought her little brother, Johnny, with her. Tired from the long drive, she spotted a picnic table and a clearing beside the highway. Sleepily, she swerved the car over and rocked it to a stop at the rear of the clearing.
"What's the matter, Sis? Aren't we almost there?"
"Yes, honey," Marge Blessing nodded to her little brother, "but my damn eyes are playing tricks with me. I've got to rest for an hour or so or I'll have an accident."
"Help me spread this blanket under that tree over there. If I get a half hour's sleep I'll be fine."
The woman and the boy worked together. They kicked pine cones and fallen leaves together and then spread the blanket down to create a makeshift bed.
"Wake me up in a half hour, Johnny. Promise?"
"Sure."
Marge settled herself on the blanket and let the weariness of seven hours of steady driving seep from her body. Her eyes fell closed. They felt as though they were glued shut.
"Sis?"
"Huh?" Marge responded, not moving.
"Can I lay down beside you?"
"Yes, honey, but don't fall asleep. You promised to wake me up in half an hour."
"I know. I won't fall asleep, I promise. I've got my watch." "All right."
He slithered under her arm and nuzzled his cheek against the heavy part of her breast. A tiny ember came to life as he gently kissed her tit-flesh through the material of her blouse, but she was just too tired. A few seconds later, she felt his hand steal wider her skirt and slide between her thighs. "Johnny."
"I just want to touch it, Sit. I won't do nothin'. I'll just hold your pussy."
Not wanting an argument, Marge let him pry her legs far enough apart to cup the mound of her pussy through her panties.
She drifted off to sleep quickly, but her little brother's hand on her cunt wouldn't let it be a deep sleep. His fingers trailing up and down her cuntal crevice beneath the nylon brought back her dream, the recurring dream she often had about that night early in the summer after Lenore had left to visit her father.
Marge's parents were elderly. Johnny had been a late in life baby. Marge's father was often in the hospital, so when her mother called and asked her to keep her brother for a few nights, Marge had agreed.
But she had been determined that Johnny wasn't going to ruin her social life or her social fucking, no matter how tedious it had become since she and Mark had split up.
On the night it happened, Marge's date had been a particularly big pain in the ass. He hadn't wanted to spring for a motel. He wouldn't let her suck his dick, and he refused to eat her pussy. Finally, in desperation, she had pulled him on top of her in the back seat of his car in her apartment garage.
Three quick thrusts and he had shot his load in her cunt, leaving her up in the air, horny and frustrated. But the date thought it was a fantastic fuck and wanted to repeat the performance the following night.
Marge told him she would rather cook her own dinner and finger her own pussy, and left him with his limp dick dripping semen on the car seat.
In her apartment, she had just finished undressing when she heard sounds coming from Johnny's room. Kneeling by the door, she tilted her head so she could hear better.
"Oh, my God," she gasped aloud when she realized that what she was hearing could be only one thing: a girl was getting the shit fucked out of her.
She listened for a few seconds to the thud of flesh against flesh, the unmistakable groans of ecstasy, and the creaking bed, then she silently opened the door a crack.
What she saw amazed her. Her brother grew up right before her eyes. He was fucking Shirley, the young girl, was on her hands and knees, holding on with both hands to the footboard, a look of utter ecstasy on her pretty face. Her perfect white ass rolled and heaved as Johnny, kneeling behind her, pound his prick into her. The thick cock was wet with cunt juice, and he was fucking her so hard that there was a tiny spray of juice each time he pound his groin into her buttocks.
"Good God!" Marge breathed. "He's jamming it into her right up to the nuts every time! I never saw the like!"
But what was even more amazing to Marge was the size of the young boy's cock. It was full grown, and every bit as big as the limp dick she had just fucked downstairs in the garage. The sight of her little brother pouring his hard meat to the girl made Marge's pussy steam with frustration.
It was obvious from the girl's contorted face and the tremors in her body that Johnny was giving her a come.
And then she did climax. And just as quickly, she reared up and away from Johnny's cock.
"Hey, what're you doin'?"
"I came," the girl replied. "We gotta quit now." "The hell we do!" Johnny roared, listing his cock, a look of pain spreading across his face. "Shit, I didn't come!"
"We don't have time, Johnny! Your sister's liable to be home any minute!"
"Please, Shirley, I want to come, too," the boy begged. "I made you come twice. I licked your pussy like you asked me to, and then I fucked you! I want to come, too!"
"No," Shirley said, pulling her clothes on and brushing at her hair. "Beat it off."
The little bitch, Marge thought, she's no better than the bastard I just screwed! Poor Johnny, he's really in pain. We're both in pain! I wish I had his prick in me!
Then it hit her.
She crawled quickly back into her dress and dashed into the living room. She opened the front door and slammed it hard, calling out, "Anybody home?"
Shirley emerged from the bedroom, all smiles, and well-fucked. "Hi"
"Hello, Shirley. Everything all right?"
"Fine."
The hell he is, you bitch, Marge thought, but said nothing. Instead, she ushered her out the door. Then she ran back to her on room and undressed quickly. In the bath, she took a quick douche to get the asshole's cum out of her pussy. Then she slid into a robe.
"Johnny?" she said, lightly tapping on his door.
"Yeah?"
"Can I come in?"
"I . . . I guess so."
He was covered up to his neck, but his whole body was shaking under the covers. His face was red and his forehead dripped sweat.
Poor little shit, Marge thought, he's been masturbating. She hoped he hadn't come yet; what a waste.
She moved to the bed and sat down beside him, going over in her mind how to make the initial approach. Her robe did it for her by falling open as she sat down. "Oh, Jeez" the boy groaned. "What's the matter, honey?" "Your.., your robe is open, and I can see-" "My breasts?" "Yeah," he gulped. "What's wrong with that?" "It makes me hurt." "Why?"
"Oh, never mind," he said, casting his eyes up to the ceiling. His hand started moving under the blanket.
Marge got the immediate urge to throw off her robe, jump into bed with him, and have him everything he wanted. What he wanted was exactly what she wanted. They could have a glorious, all night fuck. The only catch was, they were sister and brother. How in God's name had she come to feel like this about her own flesh and blood?
But she was hot and frustrated, and so was he.
Her mind raced. She imagined, in her heat, that the boy was rubbing against her, his wonderful stiff little prick poking between the folds of her robe, into the mushy hot goo of her cunt.
"Shit," she moaned, and pulled the covers off his body.
"Sis... DON'T!"
But it was too late. Marge was staring down at his erect cock, and now nothing could keep her from fucking him. "It's all right, baby. I know what's wrong. I know why you're aching... I'm aching in the same way."
She threw her gown off and lay down beside him on the bed.
"You mean it, Sis?" the boy croaked.
She smiled at him. "You'll be the sweetest boy that's kissed me tonight."
In a sudden, awkward move, Johnny's arms circled her and drew her crushingly against him. He brought his face down and covered her lips with his. In a kind of frenzy, his one free hand pawed roughly over her body, probing at her creamy flesh. His hand moved over her thigh and began grabbing at her pussy.
"No, no, baby. .. you're much too rough!".
"Jeez, Sis, I'm sorry . . I didn't mean to be."
"Are you afraid?"
"No. But your body is so much more beautiful than the girls I've done this to. I love your tits!"
"How long have you been doing this to girls, Johnny?"
"Almost a year."
God, Marge thought, no wonder his cock has grown so fast! "Well now, baby," she said, "Ill teach you how to do it right!"
She snuggled close to him.
"You've got to be more gentle. Give a lady a chance to warm up."
"How?"
How could she possibly tell him to place a hand gently against one of her tits. How could she show him how to tease, to caress, to mow his hand from her breast to throat, from waist to hips and back to breast again while she closed her eyes and drifted.
She slipped out from the, crook of his arm and reached for one of his hands. "Here," she said, "put it here. But gently."
"Like this?"
"Yes . . . a little more pressure."
His roving hand was rapidly giving her body a rhythm, but now she wanted his fingers working at her pussy. She was so hot, she had to fight to retain control of her passion.
"Sis . . . can I kiss your tits?"
Marge nodded, and when she felt his lips touch her tender flesh, she raised up on an elbow and turned toward him to let her huge breast fall free and soft, to swell as he mouthed the burning nipple. His hand moved down her hip. She replaced it with her own, lightly cradling the lush white breast, pressing closer to feed more into his mouth. His fingers slipped between her thighs.
Marge sucked in her breath. She was trembling all over. He was shaking, too, as he touched the silky curls of her cunt.
Gently, he caressed her tender cuntlips. Stifling a moan of desire, she lifted a leg to open herself to him, still pushing her swollen breast into his mouth.
Johnny gasped. "Oh, Sis, I've always wanted to kiss your breasts. . . and feel you.. . down there!"
"Honey, it's just you and I.. . now.."
It was time, she knew. She was burning for his cock even more than he was for her pussy. She made her move.
She rolled him over to his back and raised herself above him. He groaned as he saw the full weight of her huge tits swaying above his eyes.
His cock leaped up, bone-hard and quivering. Marge gave a little cry and lunged down on him, straddling his hips, fitting her dark-furred pussy to the swollen head of his dick.
As she sank down, the feel of the springy young cock filling her womb spurred her to frenzy. She began to spasm even before she had reached bottom. Shuddering, she seized his shoulders and pumped frantically. She burned with shame at the way she was behaving with her own brother, but she could not stop hammering her buttocks on his loins. She wanted it.
"Oh shit, fuck me... fuck me, Sis!" Johnny cried, using her tits like handles to pound her up and down on his cock.
The orgasm she had missed earlier in the night wracked her body now with a blazing intensity. As she whimpered and sobbed through the last convulsive surge in her cunt, she fell across him, exhausted.
"Did you come?" the boy panted.
"Yea, baby, I came ... wonderfully!"
"I want to come!"
"Then fuck me, Johnny," she urged. "Roll me over and stick your dick in my pussy!"
The boy flung himself over on top of his sister and buried his prick ball deep in her syrupy cunt. "Ohhhhh, that's good... soooo gooood!"
His meat became a battering raw, a thudding volcano of passion as he fucked. His eyes bulged and corded muscles showed on his neck. Ramming into her belly, howling, he shot his boiling juices in a great burst.
Marge groaned, too. Over too soon. But he was very young. In ten minutes he would be ready again.
Tonight she would wallow in sex. She would fuck her little brother until they bath could fuck no more; and tomorrow would be another day. She would stop tomorrow.
But tomorrow was only more of the same, and it had extended all summer long. Marge hated herself, but she had to admit that she wanted it to go on even longer.
She awoke to the feel of a tongue in her cunt. At first she thought she was still dreaming. But then she felt his finger slithering up her asshole and she knew it was no dream.
"Honey . . ."
"You said to wake you up in half an hour," he giggled. "You didn't say how!"
The little shit, she thought, he had unbuttoned her dress, pulled her bra up off her big tits, and slithered her panties off without waking her. And now he was expertly tongue-fucking her pussy, as she had taught him, along with screwing her butt with his finger!
"It's okay, isn't if he said, flattening his tongue against her clit and bringing her as up off the blanket. "Do you mind?"
"Ohhhhhhh, shit," she groaned, "you know I don't, dammit."
He had her cunt juicing like hell. She could feel it trickling out of her cunt and down the crack of her ass. Her nipples felt hard and throbbing, as if they were trying to pop off her tits.
She reached up and cupped her breast for a moment, rubbing a fingertip back and forth across the tip of the nipple, watching it grow even larger. She had always been very proud of her breasts, and especially of her nipples. The points on the beautiful firm mount were the largest she had ever seen, and the envy of every girl friend she'd ever had. When she was very, very horny . . . a she was now. . . the hard little pink cones protruded almost three quarters of an inch.
"Are you hard, baby?" she asked.
"Jeez, yeah, Sis!"
"Wiggle around so I can feel you, too . . while you eat my pussy!
He twisted around on the blanket until his cock was directly in front of her face. She smiled to herself when she saw that he had already pulled his pants and shorts down to his knees. Another minute or so, she thought, and he would have been fucking her, sleep or not!
She leaned closer to his prick and let her nostrils drink in the musk of it. She gently milked his cock, watching the head slide in and out of the foreskin. There was something fascinating about a foreskin; it made a prick much more pleasurable to fondle and suck, and she well knew from experience that pricks with foreskins were more tender to the touch.
She lowered her head over his young cock, skinned back the foreskin, and brushed the flat of her tongue across the head. Then, seeing a droplet of clear fluid in the tiny eye, she pursed her lips, pressed them against the slit, and sipped the juice into her mouth.
"Ohhhhh, Sis," Johnny moaned. "Jeez, that feels good!"
She loved the sweet, fresh taste of his cock, and she licked the head for almost a full minute, pausing now and then to sip another drop of juice from the tiny eye.
Then she began to kiss her way down the shaft toward his balls, very slowly, using her tongue, following the groove in the underside of his cock, until her face pressed against his balls.
"Sis," Johnny exclaimed. "Goddam, Sis, suck my balls!"
Eagerly, Marge took one of his balls into her mouth, fluttering her tongue against it, drawing it as far inside as she could. She sucked it tenderly, carefully, knowing that the slightest bite would mean the difference between pleasure and pain.
When she had paid the same loving attention to the other ball, she kissed her way back up his cock again to the head and slipped it into her mouth.
She planned to suck him off as quickly as she could, so that she could have his wonderful prick in her cunt. But now she found she was enjoying herself even more than she usually did when she sucked him. And so, instead of sucking him hard and fast, she sucked slowly and gently, using almost no suction at all. He'd come all too soon anyhow; meanwhile, she wanted to make the most of it.
But Johnny had other ideas. When he realized that his sister was deliberately restraining herself, he began to push his prick up to meet her mouth.
"Suck it harder, Sis," he urged. "Suck the hell out of it, like you always do!"
Marge ignored him. With her eyes closed, she continued to suck him for the pure pleasure of it, her lips lightly closed on his shaft, tongue held carefully away, raising and lowering her head almost in slow motion, savoring the taste and the feel of the hard, hot meat, relishing every wonderful, cocksucking moment of it.
Johnny began to thrust his prick into her mouth harder. Soon he WSS fucking her head with all his might. "Sis!" he cried out suddenly. "I can't help it, Sis! I'm... going to . . Jeez, Sis, I'm gonna come!"
Quickly, she shoved the entire throbbing length of his cock deep into her throat, sucking and nibbling furiously at the jerking shaft. No sooner had her lips clamped tightly around the head than his cum spurted against the roof of her mouth orgasm had caught her by surprise, but not so much that she failed to enjoy it. She swallowed the rich, warm juice eagerly, then drew his head all the way into her throat and bobbed her head up and down on his cock until she was sure he had nothing more to give her.
Then she pulled her head off his meat and swiveled him around until he was again between her thighs. "Now, fuck me, Johnny! Do it quick before it gets soft!"
The boy lunged forward and his cockhead found her asshole and popped through. "Oh, Jesus, you're tight, Sis!"
"That's my asshole, honey! But that's okay, fuck me there! Don't stop!"
"Jeez, your asshole?"
"Now, baby, NOW!"
A second later she felt his cockhead forcing its way up her rear channel. "Jesus, it hurts!" she panted. "But don't stop ... just shove it in there, honey ... aim right, and then ram it in!"
Johnny hesitated for a moment, then drove his young cock up her ass to the balls. There was a moment's pain, then a slight burning sensation, then only the blissful feel of hard, hot meat in her rectum.
"Damn," Johnny breathed, "man, this is something! You're hotter and tighter than shit!"
"Fuck me, darling," Marge cried. "Fuck me as hard as you can!"
He drew his cock out until only the head remained inside her clasping ass, then plunged it deep into her again, grinding his pubic hair into her pussy above.
Marge screamed in both pain and passion as she hunched her ruptured asshole over her little brother's meat. The feel of a cock in her rectum was nothing less than heaven. Her ass felt so full, so packed with hot meat, so gloriously reamed. It was a different feeling completely from being fucked in the pussy. And Marge felt it was even better!
"I am," Johnny rasped. "I'm trying to fuck the shit out of you!"
"YES! That's what I want you to do, baby! Fuck my ass until I shit all over your cock!"
"Oh, dammit, dammit, I'm comin' again!"
But she scarcely heard him, because she had suddenly begun to come. It didn't seem possible, and yet she was coming as violently as she ever had in her life. When it was her cunt being fucked or sucked, she always had at least a few seconds warning. But now there had been no advance notice whatsoever. One moment she had been enjoying a cock as never before; the next, she was shooting.
"I'm coming, baby!" she shrieked. "Let's come together, come with me, darling! Let me feel your jism shoot up my ass! Give it to me, sweetheart!"
With her ass stuffed full of his cock, and his creamy jism, Marge screamed out her throbbing orgasm. Her hips bucked around on the cock that jammed in her ass and waves of rolling pleasure swept over her as her cunt came and her ass muscles grabbed. His prick was squeezed hard as she groaned out her ecstasy.
Her ass was crammed full of sweet juice and ramming cock.
Then, suddenly, Johnny went off again. Her rectum overflowed with his burning juice.
Her asshole was bathed with more cum than ever before. Her brother had filled her time and time again with his bubbling, swirling cum. She groaned from the beauty of it.
But, finally, they had spent themselves. Marge's cunt was aching from the wild contractions she had gone through while her orgasms had slammed out of her. Her ass was dripping out the boy's semen around his flaccid cock. It throbbed from the ramming she had taken back there. All of the slight pain was worth it, though, she smiled. It was worth anything!
"Wow!" Johnny gasped, falling across her breasts. "That's the first we ever did it like that!"
"Did you like it?"
"I loved it!"
"Then, let's hope," she said, the sadness of summer's end again invading her mind, "that we'll be able to do it again!"
Chapter Five
Lenore and her father walked alongside the stream until they were far from the highway, and the trees became a canopy of darkness over their heads.
"Over here," Mark said, gesturing toward a small clearing of soft grass in the underbrush.
Lenore moved into the clearing and turned to wrap her arms around her father's neck. She kissed him with gentle passion and rubbed her breasts against his chest. He could feel the hard cones of her erect nipples clear through the material of her sweater and his shirt.
"Oh, I can hardly believe it," she gasped, as he lifted his lips from hers.
"What?"
"That we're going to fuck at last; that finally you're going to put this beautiful cock in my pussy!" She reached down and grasped his hardening meat.
"We're going to do it, all right, baby. But we're going to do it right!"
Mark could almost sense her tight pussy twitching, and he could feel her fingers trembling as they squeezed around his cock. He wound his arms around her and pulled the girl tighter into him. He let his hand slide down to her ass, his fingers testing the pliancy of her firm cheeks. His cock began to harden, and she used it to agitate her pussy.
"Let's get out of our clothes, Daddy," Lenore said, her voice husky with sexual need.
The sweater came off, leaving her full tits bouncing beneath it. Then she peeled her jeans and panties down over her hips.
Mark looked at the flawless, golden body, at the jutting, conical breasts with their erect pink nipples at the wasp waist and the flaring hips and the slim, tapering legs and the mat of pubic hair with the wet, swollen lips of her pussy peeping from beneath it.
"See how juicy I am already, Daddy?" she said, reaching down to spread the lips of her cunt with her finger. "Can't you almost taste it?" She pushed her pussy out at him. "Hmmmmmm? Can't you, Daddy?"
She slid to her back on the grass, her hands still holding the lips of her pussy far apart. "Come here, Daddy ... come fuck me!"
Mark had had her seduction all planned out in his mind. And she was helping him. He got down over her, facing away from her, and lowered his head between her legs, his face only inches from the damp curls of her fur.
The perfume of her cunt was so exquisite he did nothing for several moments, breathing in the aroma in long, slow breaths, savoring it, filling his kings with-it.
"God, that smells good," he murmured.
"Does it, Daddy?"
"It smells better every time, it seems."
"You can't fuck me in that position, and with your clothes on, she pouts
"I'm going to get you good and wet and ready first, baby. I'm going to eat you a little, like we always do."
Lenore raised her pussy up toward his face and moaned. "Oh, yes," she breathed. "Please. . . please eat me, Daddy!"
He pushed the steaming lips apart with his fingertips. Her cunt seemed to want to close together again, to try to close at his fingers. He was struck once again by how small she was built, by the incredible perfection of every tiny part. . . the hard little button, the pulsing folds of her inner cunt, the puckered mouth of her tunnel with, just beneath it, the glistening membrane of her cherry.
"Daddy!" she cried, pushing her pussy against his face hard. "Suck me!"
Mark extended his tongue and began to lick the hot pink lips, first one, then the other, still holding them apart with his fingertips. Then he began to suck her, sipping the juice from every fold and crevice, drawing the little clitoris into his mouth, only to release it, then draw on it again. "Ohhhh!" Lenore cried. "Oh, Daddy, oh shit!" He moved his mouth to the top of her cunt to suck her clit again. She was thrusting herself up at him so hard he encircled her hips with his arms and held her still. "Ohhhh, put your tongue in it, Daddy!"
He slid his tongue down past the lips and into the mouth of her juicy cunt, swallowed a little of the fluid that welled up around it, and then shoved his tongue hard against her cherry and began to rotate it.
"Oh, God!" Lenore shrieked. "Oh, God, Daddy!"
He spread the hot, wet lips of her pussy again, admiring it, inhaling the aroma. It was beyond question the prettiest, tightest, juiciest cunt he had ever seen. But it was not that alone that would make fucking her an experience beyond imagining; it was the fact that he would be fucking his own daughter. Just as the pleasure he had in sucking her was heightened many times by that knowledge, so would the pleasure he would get from fucking her.
To take his own daughter's cherry, to fuck her until she had come repeatedly, and then to splash stream after stream of hot cum against her virginal womb, that would be the greatest experience he could possibly hope for.
"What are you waiting for, Daddy?" she asked. "Put your tongue back in me . . . please!"
He took a deep breath of her perfume, marveling at how much she was juicing. The thick, engorged lips were dripping with it, and so were the pink inner Ups beneath them. There was even, he saw to his amazement, a tiny pool of juice in the puckered mouth of her cunt. She was juicing so much that some of it was escaping from her cunt altogether and running down the crack of her ass to bathe her ants.
She was ready.
Mark spun around and quickly removed his clothes.
"Now?" she asked, wide-eyed, as she stared at his monstrous cock. Sucking that huge hunk of man-meat was one thing... but taking it into her belly, she knew, would be quite another. She hoped it would all go in all right.
When he was completely nude, he dropped down beside her again. She thrilled at the feel of his warm hand on her bare thigh. She placed her hand atop his and slid his hand upward slightly. The magic touch of his fingers on her skin was heating her up beyond endurance. She paused when his fingers touched her pussy. She heated up all the more when he drummed his fingers against her hairy mound and scratched at the curly cunt hairs. Thrill after thrill swept through her young body.
Mark rubbed his cockhead up and down her gash until it was soaked with her juice. Then he positioned it at the entrance to her hole.
"You're sure, baby?" he whispered.
"I'm sure, Daddy. Fuck me! Fuck me, and do it fast!"
The words were hardly out of her mouth before Mark rammed her with his throbbing cock. He lurched forward. Forgotten for the moment was his desire to be gentle to this fragile pussy, to treat the tiny cunt with tender, loving care. All his pent-up passion, his lustful emotions, reached a peak when he lunged forward.
His huge, throbbing, solid cock ravished the little cunt with a sickening crunch. He impaled her pussy with his enormous shaft. He raped her with lustful, grinding lunges, backed by powerful forces of his big, body. In. Out. He stroked his monstrous cock into the tiny cavity, oblivious of her screams of pain and anguish.
Lenore, surprised at the suddenness of his attack, moaned and screamed in paid at the invasion. She had been lulled into a sense of false security by his tender, loving treatment. Now, feeling the invader driving mercilessly toward her womb, she screwed in agony.
"Oh, stop! It hurts! It's too big! Oh, Daddy, you're killing me!" She thrashed violently and tried to back away from the onslaught.
Tears streamed from her eyes. She cried. She moaned. She writhed around under him. She pushed against his hairy chest. "Stop! Stop!" she wailed.
"No, baby," Mark hissed. "This is the only way; hard and fat!"
"But you're ripping me apart! I can feel it clear up to my tits!"
"Relax, baby. Just take it!" "OH SHITTT!"
He could feel her warmth flow around his cock and it drove him mad. He was sure ripping her had been the only way. His cock was so big that it would have hurt her even more if he had eased it in and broken her membrane slowly.
Lenore's eyes widened in fear. Her mouth popped open. She stared dumbly up at him. His eyes were pools of madness while he lunged in and out of her ravished pussy. There was almost an insane look on his face.
He continued pounding until her moans of protest subsided. Then he could feel a different kind of movement in her body; one of lust. But still he pounded her cunt mercilessly.
Although he had split her cunt wide open, he could sense the little pussy we adjusting to his cock. It had been well lubricated by his mouth and tongue and, with her inner juices oozing forth, the cunt was becoming slicker and easier to fill.
He slowed his pace and eased in and out with solid strokes. The madness ebbed. The insane look left his handsome face. His eyes sparkled with lust and passion. He slowed even more. Gently, he moved in and out of the tiny gash. He felt the velvety walls grabbing at his prick with each stroke. The adorable lips rubbed against his throbbing cock, holding it in a vise-like grip while he eased in and out. Never before in his life had he ever fucked such a tight pussy.
Her father's reverting back to the tender, gentle way was having an effect on Lenore. The terror fled from her face. The look of horror in her eyes receded. Even the incredible pain in her pussy was ebbing. The solid, gentle strokes he was giving her cunt felt good, now that the pain had vanished.
She forced a smile. "It's beginning to feel good!"
Mark nodded. He felt a bit ashamed of himself at having given vent to his madness of the moment. He knew he had really frightened his daughter. He had to make amends. He smiled tenderly, eased down and kissed her on the lips. "I'm sorry I was rough, baby. I was kinda carried away." He continued stroking his big cock into her tiny cunt.
"That's okay," she smiled.
She returned his kisses. She humped her eager pussy upward. Now that the initial shock of losing her virginity so violently had passed, she was beginning to enjoy the action. She liked the feel of the big monster in her tiny pussy. It filled it so completely. Eagerly and contentedly, she met his solid, driving thrusts. The pain was no longer unbearable. On the contrary, it was no longer pain. It was ecstasy.
Her face contorted with pleasure and lust while she gave him an answering fuck.
"Oh, that's it, honey," Mark growled. "Now we go back to fucking!"
"I know, I know! I'm really fucking. .. I'm really getting fucked!"
She paced herself with him. She slowed when he slowed. She humped faster when he did. She molded her body to his in a driving, meshing goal of climax.
"I... I'm gonna come.. . soon," she gaped happily, meeting his thrusts easily and feeling the bigness of his cock in her cunt. She bounced her tits upward against his driving chest. She wrapped hot legs around his hairy ones and pulled him deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.
"Me too, baby!" Mark growled, driving harder and harder into the tiny crack. He stared humbly into her eyes. "Now?" he whispered, holding back momentarily.
He came. His mighty cock squirted a steady strum of hot cum into her steaming cavern. Again and again he spasmed and showed in with mighty strokes, only to pull out for a moment and fuck into her again. It seemed to Mark that he'd never stop coming into that glorious little cunt. Again and again he called on his reserves and unloaded hot juices into her twitching pussy. It seemed that his passion began and ebbed from every pore in his thrusting body.
Lenore matched his unloading passion. Again and again she spasmed, and orgasmed. She could feel his hot jism filling her cunt to capacity and spilling over the rim of her vaginal lips. Her pussy became a sticky mess as he unloaded his cream into her cunt.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too." Mark could feel his passion beginning to ebb. His thrusts last power. He ground to a reluctant halt. His mighty cock became limp and sad-looking as it plopped from her hot hole.
Lenore stared down at the mess between her legs. "God!" she gasped. "After this I can do anything!"
She gave him a hug, hopped to her feet, and ran down to the stream. He knew what she was doing and smiled. His head lolled back and he contemplated what had just taken place.
It was done. Lenore was now a woman. It hadn't been a great fuck, but then the first one never is; but it had been good, especially when the pain had faded and she had gotten caught up in the lust of the moment. The thought of her pliant hips bucking her velvet cunt up against his meat started his blood to flow again. He felt his prick again using as he heard her feet padding back from the stream.
"I feel wonderful!" she said, standing directly above him, the sunlight coming through the trees to play across her beautiful body: "DO you?"
"Yes, Daddy. I really do. I'm not a virgin anymore! Now we can really fuck!"
"Oh, no," he groaned.
"Oh, Daddy, please," she cried. "Please fuck me again right away! I know the second time is always more wonderful than the first!"
"No baby," he said, letting a wide smile play across his features. "You fuck me... from the top!"
She returned his smile, the reflection of lust gleaming in her eyes. Lenore squealed and scrambled to her knees, her thighs straddling her father's body.
"Do you know what to do?"
"Woman's intuition," she giggled, as she positioned herself and wrapped her hand around his rigid tool.
She levered her juice-lined cunt-lips apart and lowered herself onto his bulging cockhead. The fist-like head pressured into her narrow slit and spread her vulva even wider than before. There was bucking her velvet cunt up against his meat started his blood to flow again. He felt his prick again using as he heard her feet padding back from the stream.
"I feel wonderful!" she said, standing directly above him, the sunlight coming through the trees to play across her beautiful body: "DO you?"
"Yes, Daddy. I really do. I'm not a virgin anymore! Now we can really fuck!"
"Oh, no," he groaned.
"Oh, Daddy, please," she cried. "Please fuck me again right away! I know the second time is always more wonderful than the first!"
"No baby," he said, letting a wide smile play across his features. "You fuck me... from the top!"
She returned his smile, the reflection of lust gleaming in her eyes. Lenore squealed and scrambled to her knees, her thighs straddling her father's body.
"Do you know what to do?"
"Woman's intuition," she giggled, as she positioned herself and wrapped her hand around his rigid tool.
She levered her juice-lined cunt-lips apart and lowered herself onto his bulging cockhead. The fist-like head pressured into her narrow slit and spread her vulva even wider than before. There was a twinge of pain, but Lenore ignored it. The thrilling pleasure it was giving her more than compensated for the fleeting pain.
She let his cock go and wiggled her ass from side to side, slowly impaling herself on the enormous staff. Lower and lower she sank, her tight vagina clinging to the monstrous meat like a vise.
Mark grabbed her by her hips and watched closely, prepared to lift her off if he saw the slightest hint of pain register in her eyes. But all he saw was joy behind her half-lidded eyes as her narrow pussy devoured more and more of his throbbing cock.
"Ohhhhhh, my God," she sighed rapturously as her cushiony ass settled on his pelvis. He was fully embedded in her grasping cunt.
"Have I got it all?"
"Yes, baby. You've got it all!"
She let her head fall limply back, wallowing in the joy she was feeling. She began to move her hips from side to side and back and forth, her cock-hungry cunt gripping his shaft tightly.
"Ohhhhhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh," she chanted breathily in time with the movement of her hips. She was in a world apart, luxuriating in the ecstatic feel of her father's wildly throbbing prick.
Mark arched his body upward and she tucked her legs under his body so that her entire weight rested over his impaling dick. The hard surface of his swollen meat mashed against her clitoris as she leaned forward to put her hands on his belly for balance.
He began to buck and bounce, grinding his enraged cock in the squeezing tightness of her body. The circumference of his wide tool pounded on her blood-engorged clit and she let out a continuous howl as hot sensations ripped through her guts.
He felt as though she had a hundred tiny claws in her pussy, and all of them were pulling and twisting and tugging in different directions on his prick. He couldn't form words, his throat was so constricted, so all that came from his mouth were growls and moans.
The perspiration ran freely from their writhing, bouncing bodies. Cock and cunt enmeshed, each giving and receiving rapture from the other.
"I'm coming again! I'm coming again!" she screamed out, on the verge of hysteria. She wrapped her legs around his ass and squeezed tightly, pulling his spewing cock deeply into her convulsing cunt. She held him there until his jerking shaft shuddered and died, then slowly withdrew from the wet meat of her well-fucked pussy.
She slipped off him, a shimmering string of his pun arching from the tip of his cock to her filled pussy.
She stared down at him. "If I'm not the best fuck you've ever had, I soon will be," she said.
The hope in her voice told him that she was probably right.
Chapter Six
The initial meeting of Jonas' clan went well, and Juanita quickly got over the chore of assigning them their rooms. As Lenore had feared, her room was in a completely different wing of the house from her father's. Marge asked Jonas if her little brother could occupy her room. Jonas objected, insisting that the boy was old enough to be by himself. His real reason, of course, was Marge. Ever since Mark had just married her, Jonas had lusted after her. And not that they were separated, he wanted her even more. That had been the main reason for asking her to the annual reunion.
When cocktails were aver and everybody had retired to their rooms for a nap, Jonas found his way down to Juanita's apartment.
"Well, what do you think of my family?" he asked her.
"You want to know the truth?"
"Of course."
"I think all the men are wonderful and all the women are beautiful. I think the one I would most like to fuck is Mark, and the wildest woman is Marge... the one you would most like to fuck!"
"Did it show that much?" Jonas chuckled.
"To me it did."
"Well, you fuck Mark all you want. He probably needs it! But I want you to help me get to Marge, okay?"
"How?"
"By keeping that little brother of hers away from her. I think there's something going on there. I can feel it."
"You want me to fuck her brother?" Juanita exclaimed.
"Try it, honey," the old man laughed, patting her ass. "You might like it!"
"Maybe I would at that," Juanita laughed. But there was one other thing she didn't relate to Jonas; a thing that she saw and recognized only too well. She had seen the electricity pass between the Sons' two wives, Marge and Carmen. Juanita had been in bed with a lot of women, and she knew what the looks had meant coming from those two.
"But since I won't be able to even try and crawl into Marge's bed before tonight, a little action right now might be nice." Jonas unzipped his fly and unfurled his hose-like cock in front of her.
"Do you want to suck or fuck, my old man lover?" Juanita asked gaily.
"I think. . suck," Jonas replied. "That's about all the time we have before dinner."
Juanita dropped to her knees between his legs and lowered her mouth to his prick. As she took his hardening pole deeper and deeper into her throat, she suddenly thought that maybe fucking young Johnny wouldn't be so bad after all!
The shower felt good to Marge. She needed it after making such a fool of herself during the cocktail hour. She hoped that no one else had seen the way she had adored the body of Robert's young wife, Carmen. The girl had met Marge's eyes several times and Marge was sure that the fiery redhead had read the lust that Marge was transmitting.
Johnny had wanted to sneak up to her room before dinner and fuck. For the first time, Marge had refused her little brother. There had been something in Carmen's eyes, something that told Marge that the girl might slip away from Robert and come to her room.
She stepped under the jets of water and soaped her crotch carefully, trying to ignore the urge that crept through her as her fingers worked up a lather. The feel of her own hands on her cunt flesh made the temptation strong. She wanted to fondle the lips, the clit, the fleshy insides, and complete the sensations that raced through her mind.
The warm water was like a caress to her white, soft skin. She leaned back so that the spray hit her belly and crotch, washing away the odor of Johnny's cum and, at the same time, stinging the half-open lips of her pussy with a fierce patter.
Almost unconsciously, Marge's fingers drew the slit wider so that the water jetted more inside her pussy and hit her clitoris. She closed her eyes dreamily. She found herself wondering what it would be like to have sex in the shower. To have a wet, naked body pressed up against hers, hands fondling her breasts, tweaking and massaging her nipples under the warm water. While the spray bathed her tits and nipples in a delicious heat, she imagined that she and her lover were soaping each other lovingly, using their hands on tits and cunts.
She could almost feel their breasts rubbing together, the large wet globes melting into one another, their firm sexy crotches pressed against each other.
Marge opened her eyes in sudden shock. She gripped the shower stall walls to steady herself as panic flooded her body. The fantasy was too strong. It was too detailed. Even while she tried to suppress it, she still visualized herself being fondled in the shower by her lover. And the lover was mother woman! A beautiful young woman with huge breasts-Carmen!
Marge felt faint. She turned off the faucets and shivered even though her body was hot; hot to have sex with the beautiful Carmen. She licked her already wet lips. The idea of making love with another girl was uncomfortable, but it didn't terrify her. It intrigued her.
Her body dry, powdered and scented, she put on a negligee and entered her bedroom. She was just about to lie down when the knock came.
Breathlessly, she opened the door.
"Hi!" Carmen said. "I have a little headache, and I was wondering if you have any aspirin, Mares."
"Suck... it, come in," Marge stammered, trying to keep her eyes away from the bulging mounds and deep cleavage at the front of Carmen's dress. Her long red hair was loose now and it fell across her neck and shoulders sensuously.
Marge led her to the bathroom, drew a glass of water and took two aspirin tablets from the bottle. Carmen was right behind her. She went up to the sink and gulped down the aspirin quickly.
Marge turned to go back into the bedroom when she suddenly felt Carmen's hands slide onto her hips. The girl looked over her shoulder and their eyes met in the mirror of the medicine cabinet. Her body wanted to tremble, but Marge wouldn't let it.
"You have a beautiful body, Marge," Carmen whispered in her ear. "Is it true that you and Mark separated because he couldn't give you enough lovin'? Is it because you're a nymphomaniac?"
"What do you mean?" Marge said, swinging around to face her.
"I mean, am I safe with you, here? Without Robert to protect me?"
Marge blushed, but didn't move when the redhead moved her hands suggestively around on her hips. Carmen giggled and moved her body closer to Marge's.
"Oh, come on," Carmen whispered. "Don't pretend that you haven't been making eyes at me all afternoon!" She leaned forward, closing the gap between them. Marge felt Carmen's large breasts pressing into her own, felt the animal heat of the redhead's body as she thrust herself against her.
She raised her hands and gripped Carmen's shoulders, easing the girl away, feeling her breath becoming uneven despite her efforts to control it. Carmen moved her hands quickly around Marge's waist and interlaced her fingers, cuddling the woman into a tight embrace.
Marge started to push at Carmen's shoulders in earnest now, but the girl clung to her and rubbed her breasts and thighs in cat-like movements against Marge's body. Beneath the girl's dress, her ripe tits and the fleshy softness of her belly pressed meaningfully into Marge's flesh. She could feel herself growing more and more aware of Carmen's voluptuous sexuality.
"I thought so," Carmen smiled, moving back a step and turning around. "I spent my last two years of school at an all-girls prep. You learn to spot the signs; Unzip me, please. . . I can't reach it."
The older woman felt numb and dazed, In dreamlike suspension. As she drew the zipper slowly down Carmen's back and saw that the girl wasn't wearing a bra, her eyes grew so misty and heated that the expanse of white flesh which she was revealing seemed to blur and melt before her eyes.
She lowered the zipper until the dress fell away from her back, revealing the girl's white bikini panties. Keeping her feet planted firmly on the floor, Carmen shook her body until the garment was shrugged to an untidy heap around her ankles, then stepped gracefully out of it.
The swell of the redhead's overflowing buttocks thrusting out of the flimsy briefs excited hinge tremendously. She knew then that the seeds of lesbianism had always been present within her. Buried in some corner of her mind. Maybe that's why she needed so much fucking so often: she needed to have her sex topped off by a woman.
Carmen stood in front of her and Marge abandoned the pretense of shocked surprise and openly allowed her eyes to wander over the girl's beautiful body.
They traveled an inch at a time over the exciting, almost-nude flesh, starting at her thighs and moving upwards. She gazed on the tight vee swelling around the crotch of the girl's panties; the hard, curvy mound thrusting beautifully, the tautness of the nylon cutting deeply into Carmen's cunt.
Then her eyes settled on the redhead's greatest assets: her huge, firm breasts. Mane's mouth began to water with the overwhelming desire to grasp and suckle them.
So that Mane could admire them better, Carmen raised her arms and let her hands sweep her hair back on top of her head, causing her big tits to lift and swing. They really were enormous, Mart thought, her eyes studying them greedily.
"Your. . . your tits are beautiful," Marge gulped.
"Would you like to suck them?"
"Yes."
Carmen rolled her panties down until the fluffy, auburn triangle of her muff captured Marge's eyes. "Would you like to suck this?"
Morse nodded, unable to speak.
"Then take your negligee off, darling, so we can suck each other!"
Lenore sat in her room, contemplating her situation. Now that she had fucked her father, it was only a question of who would be next to pleasure her pussy. The two likeliest candidates were her grandfather and her Uncle Robert.
She had seen her grandfather sneaking downstairs to Juanita's apartment, and she could guess why. That left Robert, and he was closer anyway; right in the next room. She had heard him and Carmen fucking almost the second they had returned from having cocktails; then silence.
Then their door had opened and someone had left. It must have been Carmen because she could still hear Robert's snoring through the door that connected their rooms.
Lenore opened the door just enough to let her nude body slip through. The drapes were pulled tightly shut, leaving the room in total darkness. The shaft of light from the open door fell across her Uncle's nude body on the bed.
The teen-ager's hand went to her pussy as she saw his well-muscled, youthful body twitch in sleep. His long, limp cock hung between his spread legs, only partially covering the huge sac of his
God, she thought, his prick is as big as Daddy's! She began to wonder if different men fuck differently; if Robert's cock would pierce and inflame her hot pussy any differently than her father's had.
She had to find out. Closing the door, quietly behind her, she stealthily made her way across the room in the darkness. When she felt the bed with her knees, she jiggled it slightly. His snoring stopped, but she was sure he was still asleep.
Gently, she lowered herself into the bed beside him. Her mind WSS racing and her pussy was screaming with the audacity of her act: I'm gonna fuck my uncle . . . I'm gonna suck and fuck my uncle!
She edged her way across the bed to him and when their flesh met, Robert rolled over on his side toward her. It was like a jolt of electricity when Lenore felt his hairy chest mash against her tits. His arm flopped across her body and his cock came to rest between her thighs, the head just tickling the kinky muff of her pussy.
Carefully, moving very slowly, Lenore moved her hand down between their bodies until she could wrap it around the spongy flesh of his limp cock. Then she lifted her leg and ran the head up and down her meaty slit.
She had to bite her lip in order to stifle the cry that formed in her throat as the rubbery cockhead made contact again and again with her clitoris and her asshole. Her cunt was like a furnace belching out hot juice. She could feel her fluids oozing out to saturate the head of her uncle's cock and her hand that held the now-thickening staff.
Harder and harder, fatter and longer his cock became as the teen-age niece frictioned it back and forth in the lips of her newly fucked pussy. Robert groaned in his sleep and unconsciously started moving his hips back and forth. His cockhead popped inside her cunt and Lenore moaned out loud. The warmth and the wetness of her syrupy pussy enhanced his hardness. More and more of his prick slid up her hole as she lifted her leg higher to accept him.
"Carmen, baby," he groaned.
Lenore froze. He had awakened. Would he realize that it wasn't his wife's pussy sucking his cock up into its core?
"Oh, baby, it's not hard enough yet.., suck it a little. Bring it up real hard and I'll do what we talked about!"
Lenore didn't know what they had talked about, but at that point she didn't care. If it was sex, if it was anything to do with fucking, then it was all right with her.
She slipped his meat from her dripping cunt and rolled around on the bed until she found it with her lips. With just the head of his prick between her pursed lips, Lenore stroked up and down on the staff.
"Use both hands, baby," Robert instructed, his hips moving his meat up and down in her hands.
Eagerly, Lenore wrapped bath of her small fists around his enormous cock and stroked evenly along the length. He reached down and fondled her tits as he drew closer and closer to a climax, his hips humping his bloated cock into her fists.
"Faster, baby, faster!" he urged breathily. "Pull it faster and harder! I'm gonna come!"
She followed his commands and squeezed tightly about his thick prick as she increased the tempo of her strokes. His words disappointed her. She didn't want him to come; not yet. She would have loved, to swallow his cum, but now that she had his cock hard, she wanted it inside her pussy.
But she felt the throbbing in his balls and knew she wouldn't be able to hold him back. At least she wouldn't waste it, she thought to herself, as she engulfed his meat clear to the root in her throat.
"OH JESUS!" Robert yelled. "My God, baby, what a suck-job! I thought you said you couldn't take all my cock down your throat!"
Uh-oh, Lenore thought. Evidently Carmen had never mastered the art of swallowing big cocks. Would that give her away?
At that point she didn't care. She jammed her finger up his asshole and started sucking him like the teen-age pro that she was.
"Beautiful, fucking beautiful," Robert groaned, levering his cock into her mouth like it was a cunt. His pubic hair mashed her chin and his balls slapped against her hose on every stroke. "Oh, honey, don't you worry. You just make me come like this and I'll come again for you the other way!"
His nostrils filled with the sweet aroma of cunt juice. Lenore had angled her body around so that her pussy was right beside his mouth. He had been so surprised by this new way his wife sucked cock that he hadn't noticed. He shot his tongue out and lapped at her meaty groove.
Lenore responded at once by lifting one thigh and jamming her pussy against his lapping mouth. He licked the juice from the warm, sweet lips, and then sipped a little pool that had collected at the mouth of her pussy. He swallowed a few drops of her honey at a time, loving her sweet taste.
He spread his tongue into her cunt again and again. More juice welled up from deep within her and flooded across his tongue with its hot, wet warmth. This time he didn't swallow it, instead drawing it back into his mouth and keeping it there, savoring it, breathing entirely through his nose so he wouldn't have to swallow.
Lenore drew her knees back, in order to raise her ass so that he could get to her easier. The movement brought her tiny anus to his lips. The little hole was slightly open. He licked down across her crack, then pressed his lips to her asshole and kissed it gently, darting the tip of his tongue into the opening.
She was going to come very soon, she knew. Already she could feel it building up inside her. Oh, if she could only have that big, wonderful prick inside her cunt when she did! She loved to suck, but she wanted to feel his prick go off inside her cunt instead of her mouth. But she knew she didn't dare speak. She didn't want to give herself away.
As his hard tongue darted in and out of her ass, she began sucking harder on his bubbling cock.
Then, suddenly, with no warning at all, something warm and wonderful broke loose deep inside her. She began to come.
She couldn't lie still. In the ecstasy of her orgasm she began to thrash about, and she locked her legs behind her uncle's head and threw her arms around his hips.
The rich, hot cum splashed against the roof of her mouth in such quantity that she gagged. But she swallowed it quickly, knowing that there would be more to follow. Stream after stream gushed between her lips and down her throat, until, with a long sigh, her uncle collapsed and rolled over on his back.
Lenore licked the last of his juice from his cock and crawled up to nestle in the crook his arm. She kept her hand wrapped around his cock, slowly moving it up and down the shaft.
"That's it, baby. Just play with it like that till I get my breath. Then I'll fuck you like I promised. I'll shove it all the way up your asshole!" CHAFFER SEVEN
The beautiful woman and the equally gorgeous, red-cunted girl stood, nakedly facing each other beside the bed.
"You've never made it with another woman, have you, Marge."
"Well, I never made it with a man until Robert? Now I want to fuck them all," Carmen giggled. "Maybe you'll feel like that about girls when we're through! It's a wild experience sucking pussy, and having another girl suck your pussy!" Carmen took Marge's hands and placed them on her breasts.
The woman gasped aloud and sucked in her breath as the soft and supple mounds of flesh came into contact with her fingers. She rubbed them firmly, her hands moving eagerly over the rich globes.
Carmen began to writhe herself once more against Marge, grinding her hips in an easy, slow motion, rubbing her cunt into her partner's pubic mound. So gently did the girl begin this movement that Marge was scarcely aware of it at first.
Then Marge's buttocks tensed, the warm, yielding cheeks clenching as the girl increased the intensity of her rubbing. Marge imitated her. She urged her own pussy forward, feeling an intense excitement welling up in her cunt as the sheer intimacy of what they were doing came home to her.
Holding each other's buttocks, cupping a fleshy cheek in each hand, the girls writhed tightly together. Their bodies touched at every possible point; from their faces, down to their breasts and further down to their thighs, they clung as closely as they could, cunt to cunt.
"Let's get into bed," Carmen whispered.
Marge lay on her side, facing Carmen. She put her hand on the girl's slim waist, then moved it slowly upwards until her fingers could gently brush the red hair away from the beautiful tits.
Carmen watched as her breasts were brought into full view by Marge's smoothing hand. The woman's fingers drew the final wisps of hair off her nipples, then remained on the smooth, creamy surface, beginning to tickle the nipples with a soft and tentative stroking of her thumb.
She kept the finger beneath Carmen's erecting nipple and drew it slowly up and down, constantly keeping the rising bud in contact with her thumb. Carmen squirmed, feeling the lust rising from her cunt through her entire body.
Marge grew a little bolder, moving closer to the girl until her parted legs were clamped securely around Carmen's thigh, the palm of her hand still moving urgently on the ripe mound of soft, pliable flesh, rolling Carmen's huge breast from side to side.
"You're doing beautifully," Carmen sighed, increasing the pressure of her firm thigh against the woman's pussy.
Marge found her face close to Carmen's breast. Through hot and eager eyes, she saw the girl's other nipple only an inch from her mouth. She glanced up at Carmen's face. The girl nodded slowly and deliberately.
"Kiss it, darling," she purred. And the yearning in her voice made Marge feel weak with passion and desire. "Suck it, suck my tittie!" she moaned. "Marge, please. . . suck it, bite it, do anything you want!"
Marge sank her lips into the fullness of the girl's voluptuous breast. The warm flesh felt even softer against her mouth than it had looked, and she quickly fumbled her other hand onto the globe. holding it steady as she crammed as much as possible of the satin-smooth flesh between her lips.
When she had her mouth completely full of the wonderful tit, Marge started to suck. The firm and supple skin was quickly soaked with her saliva, Marge's lips working in a frantic, greedy action on the heavy, red-tipped breast.
Her other hand still cuddled Carmen's far breast, her fingers never ceasing their rubbing and tickling of the big nipple. After she had mouthed and sucked deeply on the melon buried, between her lips, Marge let the gorgeous flesh escape, allowing the tit to wriggle out of her mouth.
"Ohhh, Carmen, your tits taste so good... I love sucking them!" the woman breathed.
"Ah, love, the best is yet to come!" the redhead cooed. She thrust her hand between Marge's open thighs and began to rub her fingers urgently up and down the moist folds of the cuntlips.
Marge's first, instinctive- reaction was to close her legs. Then she smiled, despite her excitement, as she felt her clit harden. She shuddered with a sudden trembling ecstasy as she realized what this meant. Her body was going to be made love to, to be expertly fucked . . . and she was going to love every minute of it. And every inch of her lover's body, every single part of Carmen's cunt and ass and tits, was hers!
"Like it?" Carmen asked, rubbing wildly with her thigh over Marge's cunt as the woman used her thigh on Carmen's cunt in the same way.
"I love it. . . oh shit, I do love it! Your body feels so good against mine!"
"Want more?"
"Yes, yes, much more! Oh fuck, Carmen. I want it all ... whatever there is!"
The girl quickly found the deep, wet slit of Marge's cunt and began to ease the tip of her forefinger into it. Carefully, making sure that she took the longest possible time over the insertion, she dipped the finger into the raw mush of Marge's pussy. She pried the lips gently apart, then rubbed her knuckles in a caress up and down the naked gash.
Her thighs began to twitch with a life all their own as, for the very first time, Marge felt another girl's fingers fondling their way into her pussy. She sucked harder on Carmen's nipple, breathlessly waiting the moment when those slender fingers would actually push their way into her cunthole.
Marge began to moan, the sounds muffled by Carmen's tits. Hoping to speed the penetration, Marge pushed her own hand beneath her thigh and clawed at Carmen's cunt. Her hand shook with excitement as the fingers touched the short, curly hairs of the auburn pubic patch. Her fingers fondled a path through them and found the opening to her new lover's wet cunt.
The soft, yielding lips opened up. The thick crotch felt firm and muscular beneath her fingers. It was as if the clit were capable of penetrating her cunt and fucking her with as much satisfaction as a cock.
Marge squeezed her middle and forefingers tightly together and pushed them slowly but firmly into the auburn cunt, making them tremble and shake so that the girl had the added enjoyment of a mini-fucking even while Marge was still inserting them.
She was rewarded by feeling Carmen's fingers at long last slip right into her own pussy. The relief and intense pleasure this gave her made Marge want to smother the girl with kisses.
But Carmen didn't give her a chance. "Now, my darling," the beautiful redhead murmured, "now I want to tongue-fuck you! I want to put my mouth on your sweet pussy lips and suck out the inside of your beautiful cunt!"
Quickly the girl positioned herself so that she was kneeling on the bed with her head between Marge's splayed thighs. Her mane of red hair fell over the woman's belly and felt like a million tiny needles where it caressed the sensitive flesh.
Marge's skin rippled at the prospect of having this gorgeous young girl's hot tongue surging up her cunthole and scooping out her lava-like juices.
"You do want me to, don't you?" Carmen said, looking up at Marge through the woman's heaving, lust-inflated tits.
"Oh yes.., oh fuck, yes, Carmen! Eat my cunt ... suck my juice till I'm dry!"
Carmen carefully lifted Marge's legs and placed them over her shoulders. Then she brought her face so close to Marge's cunt that the woman could feel hot breath on her pussy lips.
Carmen's tongue licked from the yew base of Marge's long-slitted cunt to its top, pushing wetly between the lips and slowly rubbing a velvet path up the entire length of her slit. So far, the girl's mouth had not touched her. Carmen must have thrust her tongue out as far as it would stretch, knowing that Marge would be even more excited by the caress of her tongue alone than by her lips. But eventually, after a succession of slow and sensual licks, she gave Marge the full force of her mouth and lips.
Marge sucked in her breath sharply as she felt the girl gently peel apart her pussy lips, pinching the flesh softly and opening her cunt to its widest point. Their-the girl blew sweetly into the opening, sending a steady stream of warm air into the lewdly exposed sex hole.
Looking down at her lover, Marge saw that Carmen's head was moving up and down; she felt the girl's lips, then a tremendous jolt of pleasure flooded her body as her cunt was sucked in one long, beautiful breath into Carmen's mouth. The feeling WSS so intense that Marge was almost convinced that Carmen had drawn her pussy inside out and was swallowing the raw, red flesh!
Again and again the girl sucked. With every intake of Carmen's breath, Mane was transported higher and higher into a state of sheer, ecstatic bliss.
She realized that the girl was also fondling her ass. Carmen's fingers caressed the naked cheeks and stroked into the warm, moist cleavage. But she could scarcely feel any sensation there or anywhere else in her body. All that mattered, all she was aware of, was the incredible waves of pleasure coming from the hot cunt between her thighs.
She raised her buttocks off the bed, lifting her open pussy directly into Carmen's face. The girl supported her, cupping her ass cheeks under her fingers while she licked and sucked with ever-faster gulps into Marge's cunt.
The joy Marge was experiencing threatened to overwhelm her completely. With every inward suck of Carmen's lips, she was lifted higher and higher towards a state of impossible bliss.
It's too much, too much! she wanted to cry out. But she was loving it, wanting more of this new sexual experience.
"Ohhh, ohhhh, OHHHH! CARMEN! Carmen, darling, I'm there! I'm coming.. . oh shit, my cunt's burning up with come!"
Instantly, the girl glued her hips more tightly than ever to Marge. She sucked furiously, gulping down all the liquid that gushed from her slit.
Marge's cunt pulsed wildly against the redhead's mouth, her clitoris wiggling and seething with excitement. Carefully, Carmen kept her lips working in rhythm with Marge's spasms until she was sure that the woman had passed her first climax.
Then she pulled her lips from the still-throbbing cunt. "So good, darling... you taste so good!"
"Now you," Marge cried. "Now I want to do you!" She nuzzled her face against the redhead's mountainous breasts.
"Yes, yes, Marge, darling. . . I want you to. I want you to know how good it is to suck up a woman's sweet juice!"
She cupped her tits and raised them to Marge's mouth, first one and then the other. She moaned and writhed under Mane's sucking mouth at her breasts.
She stroked Marge's own swinging tits. She tweaked the swollen nipples. She squeezed the huge melons. She touched Mane all over, and was touched in return. Marge's soft, warm hands felt good on her bare skin. Carmen moaned and thrashed in sheer ecstasy, while Mane worked her magic with fingers, tongue and mouth.
The older woman murmured words of love and adoration in the ears of the redhead. She pushed her knee up against Carmen's cuntmound and rubbed it gently. She could feel the moistness on her knee. Marge was filled with passion and lust; she'd never felt like this before iii all her years of whoring around.
This young girl really turned her on.
Mart licked her way down Carmen's flat tummy. She tugged at the curly red cunt hairs with her teeth. She swabbed her tongue the length of the girl's beautiful body, up and down, up and down. She nipped. She kissed. She tongued the delicate pussy,
Slowly she moved around on the bed, continuing to suck the succulent flesh, until she was facing downward, kneeling alongside the naked girl. Then she rolled Carmen onto her stomach. She sighed with admiration as she stared at the girl's bare ass.
With a moan of delight, she swooped down on the lovely out-thrust ass cheeks. She fondled them, massaged them, watching the perfect half-moons moving in and out with every push and stroke of her hands and fingers.
Then, still kneeling, Marge pried Carmen's legs apart. She reached down and stroked the girl's inner thighs. She stroked the hairy cunt from the rear. She reamed gentle fingers in and out of the pussy, then eased Carmen slightly upward onto her knees and began toying with her puckered asshole.
"Oh, Marge, you're learning fast, real fast! Suck my asshole and my cunt. DO IT!"
The girl squirmed in delight when she felt Marge's probing fingers shoving into her rear channel. She shrieked when Marge pushed a finger in, reamed her ass, then removed the finger, wet it with her hot saliva, then shoved it in again.
Marge then managed to get two fingers]into the tiny hole, then three. Carmen almost fainted with ecstasy. Then Marge suddenly swooped down with her mouth and rammed her tongue far into the girl's rectum.
She swabbed her tongue far into the clutching hole, darting it in and out of the gooey entrance again and again.
"Oh, my God! OH SHIT! I'm coming already! I'm coming! The cunt, darling, work on the cunt!"
Marge quickly lowered her point of attack and burrowed her face into the red-fringed cunt. She licked and sucked furiously, expertly, as if it were the hundredth and not the very first pussy she had eaten. Waves of delight, of heat and lust, surged through Carmen as Marge's tongue ran in and out of her coming pussy.
The slurping sounds made by the woman as she dipped her mouth and tongue in and out of the adorable pussy would have driven anyone to a come. The expression of bliss on Carmen's face and the moans of satisfaction she was uttering while getting her pussy sucked was thrilling to Marge.
"I'm there, Marge! I'm coming, darling! I'm pouring juice into your mouth! SUCK!"
And Mane sucked. Swallowing eagerly the delicious honeyed juices that poured into her throat, she could feel her own pussy spasming and creaming out its release. Carmen writhed and moaned under the tongue lashing she was getting, spuming several more times.
The explosion in her cunt sent off red rockets behind her eyes. The last thing she felt before passing out was Margo's body folding down over hers.
"I hope you take it like you took it the last time, baby. Your fucking asshole is so sweetly, fucking tight!"
Lenore was on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. Robert's iron-hard cock was slapping against her ass cheeks and her whole body was quivering in fear.
God, she thought, can that big hunk of meat really go in my ass?
She thought about whirling around and telling her uncle the truth; telling him that it was Lenore, his niece, and not his wife whose mouth he had just pumped a load into. But that could ruin everything. No, she told herself, take it; take his big cock up your ass!
She folded her arms on the bed, rested her cheek on them, and undulated her ass crack against his crotch.
Robert took a hip in each hand and kneaded them as he swerved his rigid meat between her legs to get her cunt juice all over it. "Jesus, you got a nice ass, Carmen baby. As a matter of fact, it's never felt so fucking good!"
Lenore again had to stifle a giggle. Then, suddenly, the giggle turned into a groan of agony as her uncle's blood-gorged cockhead popped through her tiny rear hole. She tried to slither away when his hands became vises on her hips, drawing her back into him. Then she felt the monstrous shaft trying to slide inside her ass.
She couldn't believe that he actually would be able to get that monster all the way inside her.
He reached around and clasped her breasts. Feeling his hands on her tits aroused her and distracted her a bit from his cockhead pressing inside her anus. As he worked on her tits, his hard meat moved forward. She felt a sharp stab of pain. He was actually forcing her asshole open.
She could feel bin body tensing as he strained harder. The pain was too much. When she tightened her rectum, she could feel his thick round prick inside her. She could also feel his perspiration dripping on her shoulder and hear his excited breathing. Slowly he reamed the long, swollen length of his hardened cock into her ass. She could feel every inch as it moved deeper into her; the pain was unbearable.
"Oh shit, that's good, baby. Sweet fuckin' ass! Sweetest asshole I ever poured my dick into!"
She knew she-didn't dare make him stop now. It was too late. He was really going to fuck her back there. Lenore decided she might just as well try to relax and enjoy this new way to fuck.
She began slowly, using backward and forward thrusts of her ass, until she got the feel of the huge prick stuffed up inside her. But soon she was moving her ass faster, beginning to roll it a little, letting the cock slide almost out of her, then shoving her buttocks back down the shaft almost to the balls.
It worked for both of them. The pain diminished quickly and she started feeling the heated, rippling waves in her pussy that preceded another thundering orgasm.
For Robert it was fantastic. The room filled with the squishy sounds of his cock driving in and out of her asshole. It was so tight around his meat that he knew he would soon swell up and blow his juice up her rear channel.
"That's it. . .oh shit, that's good. Pound me back, baby! Fuck your asshole back over my meat!"
Lenore quickened her pace and lengthened her stroke, grinding the head of her uncle's cock against her guts on each backward thrust; then drawing the ring of her ass out over the ridge of his head each time she moved her ass forward, applying constant suction.
She increased the speed of her strokes and began to roll her ass as hard as she could. She was surprised and delighted to discover how fast she was able to fuck a cock. It was astounding what a girl could do when she really put her mind to it, she thought. And she was committed, heart and soul, to giving her uncle a good come.
He pounded hotly into her bucking ass. His tongue licked her sweaty back as she savagely ground her firm buttocks higher and tighter back into him.
"Yes, yes!" she mumbled, wanting to weep from the gloriously erotic sensations sweeping through her.
Robert screamed as his heated sperm began to spew deep up into her insanely writhing body. Then, with one last ramming thrust of his cock into her, Lenore felt herself coming too and, convulsing wildly as the powerful surges of ecstasy jolted her body, she collapsed face down on the bed.
Damn, Lenore thought, as she felt the cock slide put of her clutching ass, I wonder if I can get Daddy to do that? What a way to fuck!
As Jonas climbed the stain from Juanita's apartment, his eye fell on his granddaughter's door. Remembering that he had hardly spoken to her all day, he decided to go in and talk for a few moments.
He tapped lightly on the door, and then again. There was no answer. Thinking that she might be resting, he opened the door a crack and peeked in. The bed was untouched and the room seemed empty.
"Lenore... Lenore honey, it's your Grandpa." The room was empty and there was no one in the bathroom. He was about to retreat when he heard the wild, unmistakable sounds of fucking coming from the adjoining suite. Then he heard Robert's voice murmuring, "Oh, Carmen, honey...that was the sweetest fuck you've ever given me!"
Old Jonas smiled, a vision of Carmen's beautiful body flashing before his eyes. Yes, Robert was lucky; Carmen would be a fine fuck. Jonas would have liked to dip his meat into her himself.
He moved back out of the room and down the hall. He passed Marge's door and entered his own bedroom. He was just about to close his door when Marge's door opened and he heard voices.
He peeked out into the hail and his mouth dropped open.
There were Marge and Carmen, locked in a tight embrace, tit to tit and pussy to pussy.
"Oh, Carmen, darling, that was wonderful!" Marge whispered.
"We'll do it again, honey, first chance we get!"
"Delicious," Marge whispered, and. gave the redhead a slurping, tongue-lashing kiss.
Jonas silently closed the door and leaned against it, chuckling to himself.
"Well, well, well," he whispered aloud. "So little Margie is not only wild for cock, she also likes to spoon some muff with her tongue! So be it. That might make it easier to fuck her tonight and, knowing this about Carmen, I just might get my cock into her, too. Jonas, you're the horniest dirty old man in the world!"
Still chuckling to himself, he crossed the room to his portable bar. As he was pouring a drink, Mother thought suddenly struck him.
Wait a minute. If Carmen was with Marge, who was fucking the shit out of Robert?
And then he knew.
"My, my," he said aloud. "So little Lenore has grown up!"
Chapter Eight
Jonas stood beside the bed in the darkness. With his left hand he lightly played with Marge's pussy. With his right he fisted his huge, bane-hard cock that protruded through his open robe. She was stirring slightly and starting to wake up.
He had waited until the whole house was quiet before edging to the door and slithering into her room. She had been lying across the bed, totally nude, with her legs wide open, as if inviting something to fill the ample void of her cunthole between them.
Now he had been fingering her cunt for several minutes and it was dripping more than enough juice to fully lubricate the tunnel for quick penetration. He figured that if she woke completely up and found his prick already in her, she would be too hot to object to his giving her his meat.
She groaned again and writhed her pussy up over his invading fingers. Now is the time, Jonas thought, pulling his fingers from her cunt and easing himself between her thighs.
"Oh, don't stop . . don't stop, Johnny honey! I was hoping you'd sneak up and fuck me tonight!"
So, Jonas mused, brother and sister have been having a little hanky-panky. He smiled as he ran his thick cockhead up and down her slit. He was learning mare about his family every day.
"Oh yes, yes, Johnny baby, put your cock in my pussy. Oh, little brother, I want to fuck so bad!"
Jonas immediately wriggled up on the bed until he was lying right on tap of her. With his right hand under her thigh, he cradled her head with the other and brought her mouth to his trembling lips.
He kissed them fiercely, pushing his mouth onto hers and driving his tongue through her lips. It met against the sleekness of her teeth, but she immediately parted her lips so that he could penetrate more deeply.
She began to make breathy sounds, pressing her lips tightly against his and sliding them seductively from side to side. Her excited tongue flicked in and out of his mouth. Jonas felt the tongue urging to penetrate him as fully as possible, and he removed his own tongue from her mouth to give her more freedom to explore him as intimately as she wished.
He pulled her sharply against him, turning until he could feel the firm thrusts of her breasts on his chest. Her body strained wildly against his, the hard pubic mound pressing and caressing his hard cock.
With one hand on her shoulder, he let the other slide gradually down her back. His fingers teased downward until they felt the base of her spine and the globe-like swell of her buttocks. He slid his fingers into the warm crease of her ass. The cheeks were relaxed and wriggled against his fingers.
His cock came to rest against her belly. It was tremendously long, the huge head reaching well up to her navel.
It was then that she froze. "You're not Johnny!" she blurted. "Who. . . who in the hell. . ."
But she never got a chance to say more. Jonas reached between them, guided his enormous cockhead to her gaping entrance, and lunged. The heavy, blood-filled tip of his thick shaft rammed forward, crushing through her soft, moist lips and driving its full length up her pussy.
"Oh, my God!" Marge cried, her mind reeling and her cunt burning with the hugeness of the cock spearing into her. He couldn't be Johnny. This hunk of male meat was a third again as long and twice as thick as her little brother's! And it was wonderful! It had been a long time since her hungry cunt had been so filled!
"It's you, isn't it, Mark. Oh, darling, I wondered if you still wanted me!" She pound her hot cunt up over the impaling rod and wrapped her legs around the muscular ass cheeks. "Oh, yes, darling, yesssss, fuck me! Fuck me good and hard like you used to!"
Jonas didn't give a shit who she thought he was. He was in a pussy that he had been wanting to fuck for years, and he was going to get the most out of it!
He put his hands under the backs of her knees and levered her legs up, high into the air. Then he raised himself up, up, placing most of his weight on his toes for leverage, and rammed the full length of his monumental tool into her sheath.
"Oh, Jesus, Mark.., your cock is bigger and harder than ever! Oh fuck me, darling, make my pussy come like you used to!"
Jonas had no idea that his cock would have such an effect on his daughter-in-law. He knew Marge loved to fuck, but the wild woman who took over the churning body beneath him was something else.
He experienced the awesome power he'd unleashed, and felt the hairs on the back of his neck shiver. Marge flung her arms around him and pressed her body to his feverishly, with a deep, animal moan. She kissed him passionately, ramming her tongue between his lips one moment, biting him frantically on the lips the next, all the while squirming and writhing her soft, hot body desperately to his.
For a few seconds, Jonas was almost frightened by her savage desperation. Her cunt must be secreting at a furious rate, he realized. He felt her nails sink sharply into the back of his neck and he winced with pain. Her teeth stung his lips and the next moment he tasted his own blood.
The fuck he was getting from this voluptuous woman was going to surpass his imagination. Against his chest he could feel her huge tits. They were ripe and satiny, swollen with her urgent passion.
"Mark, my darling, sweet cock. You're so big, so deep! Fuck me, darling, fuck me!"
In the frenzy of her ecstasy, she thrashed her head from side to side on the pillow. Her loud cries of joy echoed against his numb ears.
Then she was lifting him up by his armpits with maniacal strength, grasping his pulsating cock with her cunt muscles, rubbing it against her wet outer cleft for only an instant as she jerked her hips up savagely to grind her clitoris over it.
An electrifying thrill coursed along the length of his prick as he slid deeply into her luscious cunt. Her wet pussy locked on him fiercely and her teeth sank into his shoulder. She groaned deep in her throat as she alternately clamped and relaxed on his rigid tool. Then she began jerking her hips to a frantic rhythm, and Jonas groaned as her slippery, burning cunt sent sharp, spine-tingling ripples of pleasure through his blood.
She raised her legs and locked her ankles behind his neck and gripped his ass, her fingers savagely jerking him down each time she lunged upward. Her frenzied excitement quickly became hysterical, and one moment she was biting him on the lips and the next screaming deliriously as he thrust to the hilt of her fiery wetness. Her buttocks writhed wildly in his hands as she jerked her perspiring body, as all the accumulated fury of her passion exploded.
A minute later, Jonas felt his own climax gather into a tight ball of fire and he began thrusting massively against her, barely aware of pier nails raking his buttocks painfully. Her searing cunt clamped on his throbbing shaft with convulsive fury and low, intense screams came from her lips as their locked bodies pounded in frantic unison.
Marge dug her swollen, hot breasts against his chest and clung to him fiercely as his excitement suddenly burst, an electrifying climax that exploded against her quivering cunt walls for a full minute. It made her sob hysterically and shook her body violently.
Jonas sagged against her, gasping for breath. Marge continued jerking her hips in spasms and clamping wildly on him, her own passion hardly diminished. Her skin felt incredibly hot against him, as if she were burning up with fever, and the soft sounds of hysteria she made sent a faint alarm through him.
God, Jonas thought, what a damn fool Mark was for ever letting a piece of ass like this get away from him!
"Oh, Mark, darling, my darling, that was so wonderful," Marge sobbed. "You don't know how long I've dreamed about having your wonderful prick back in my pussy!"
She suddenly slid out from under Jonas and pushed him with surprising strength over on his back. She grasped his semi-erect prick in both hands and began stroking him, soft impatient cries coming from her lips.
The feel of her hot, moist hands quickly stirred desire again and Jonas began to throb and grow rigid. Moving urgently, Marge sat astride his hips, facing him in the darkness, holding his pulsating cock in one hand as she raised her hips and hovered over him.
The instant he made contact with her wet hole, she slid down heavily, and with a low mewl of joy, gripped him fiercely in her succulent pussy. Jonas pitted his teeth with pleasure at the delicious tit, and reached up with his hands to hold her velvety breasts as she gently writhed on his erection.
Again, without pause, she was jerking violently on him, sliding up and down at a furious pace, clutching his hips for support. Shattering thrills coursed through Jonas' balls as her silken, hot sheath twisted and shuddered on him, gripping the base of his thick shaft with each downward thrust. He tried to control his excitement, but it was impossible, as the slippery, thrilling feel of her, as her own wild excitement communicated itself to him. Again the blazing sheet of fire swept through his blood and he erupted.
Marge gave a soft cry and her hot, damp body shivered fiercely under the impact. She came to a full rest on him, clamping tightly, her satiny cheeks squirming on his upper thighs.
His balls poured every available drop of jism into her pussy. They ached with the strain of his two violent comes. He groaned lightly, not wanting to speak and ruin Marge's illusion that it was her husband's cock that was giving her such joy.
She kept twitching and jerking on him in convulsive spasms, swaying her head from side to side, her long hair rippling with the movement, low, eerie moans coming from her throat.
Gently, Jonas rolled her to his side and slid an arm under her head. They lay like that for several minutes until he heard the tempo of her breathing change. When he was sure that she was sound asleep, he crawled from the bed and returned to his own room.
It would be the next morning before Marge would realize that she had blurted out Johnny's name to Mark. Her husband would know that she had been fucking her own brother.
Just as Jonas had waited for the stillness of the morning's early hours before entering Marge's room, Robert was waiting for just the right time to steal from the bed and find his way down to Juanita's apartment. His father's young, beautiful housekeeper had really turned him on at dinner. And when he had made a slight pass at her in the hallway later, she had encouraged him. Coupled with the fact that Carmen didn't feel like fucking when they went to bed that night, he had decided to make a little visit to Juanita.
When he was sure that Carmen was asleep, he eased himself from die bed, climbed into his robe, and stole down the stain.
Unknown to Robed, Carmen was not only far from being asleep, she had a sneaking suspicion that she knew where her husband was going. She put on a robe and followed him.
When she saw him enter Juanita's room, Carmen smiled to herself. Let him have his fun, she thought, and I'll have mine. She was sure that little Juanita would occupy her husband for most of the rest of the night, just as she planned on occupying his handsome brother, Mark.
She padded back up the stairs and, without knocking, slid into Mark's room. She stood by the edge of the bed and listened, for the heavy breathing of sleep. There was none.
"Is that you, honey?"
Carmen froze. Did he know she was coming to his room?
"I was wondering if you'd slip around to me tonight, Lenore. C'mon, get in. I've already got a big hard-on, just waiting for you to suck on!"
My God! Carmen thought. He's been fucking his own daughter! How wild! Somehow intrigued by the idea that Mark would think it was Lenore sucking and fucking him, Carmen dropped her robe to the floor and joined him on the bed.
"Get right down on it, baby. Give Daddy a good suck!" Mark said, pushing her head down over his hairy belly. "I've had nothing but your mouth and your pussy on my mind since I broke your cherry this afternoon!"
Oh boy, Carmen thought, this is gonna be some session! She curled her hand around Mark's cock in glee. Jesus, she thought, it's bigger than either Robert's or the bellhops; my third cock is going to be the best yet!
She eagerly gripped the prick in her hands, shivering as she stroked and caressed it. Then she seized at it with her lips, making Mark catch his breath at the sharp, tingling thrill. With hungry skill, she used her burning lips and tongue to send violent shudders of pleasure through his cock. Low, aching sounds of passion came from her throat as she slid her lips back and forth to a wild tempo, until Mark's urgency became unbearable.
He pushed her back, and in a hoarse voice ordered her to stand up. Trembling, she did, and he sat on the edge of the bed.
"Sit on my lap, lacing me, Lenore honey," he croaked. "I want to really pour all my cock to you this time!"
Her body blazing with excited lust, Carmen quickly responded. She moved her ass and her dripping pussy over his cock and reached between his legs to guide it home.
"Yeah, baby, put it in for me," he sighed. "Put my dick back in your pussy, where it belongs!" He gripped her satiny, hot ass cheeks in his hands and held his breath as she probed her fiery gash with his throbbing cock. She slid down on him with a low moan, locking her snug, silken pussy on his meat. Her hot, moist body trembled deliriously as his swollen flesh pulsated within her.
A moment later she was jerking up and down on him to a savage, erratic tempo, clamping and wriggling wildly on him. Mark dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her swinging buttocks and reached down with his lips to seize as much of her swollen breasts as he could get in his mouth, groaning as her slippery, tight sheath shot instant and intense thrills through his body.
Jesus, he thought as his sucking lips alternated back and forth from nipple to nipple, her tits are swollen like hell. Just taking her virginity that afternoon must have increased her desire for sex so much that her tits had ballooned. Both her tits were much larger than they had been, and the erect nipples were a good half-inch longer. He wished it weren't so dark in the room so he could see them. But he didn't want to interrupt such a wild, wonderful fuck just to turn on the lights.
"Oh, baby, I can feel your pussy juicing. . I know you're coming. Go ahead, baby, come on Daddy's cock!"
Carmen's first climax was a convulsive burst that made her lock her burning walls on him savagely and fight to keep from screaming out loud. Mark held on tightly to her damp, writhing buttocks as she jerked her silken body in a frenzy, tears streaming down her cheeks.
But a minute later she was more wild-eyed and frantic than before, sobbing hysterically as he firmly pushed her off.
Her come was wilder than any he had ever given her. It sewed to inflame him. A relentless, deep stream of energy flowed through him from some inner source, gorging his balls and giving him a sense of virility and power that was overwhelming.
"Come, baby, lie down on your stomach!"
She did as he asked. Mark mounted her from behind. He used his hands to cup her heavy tits as he lay on her back, his meat pressing against the heavy softness of her buttocks. He teased her with the tip of his cock for a while, brushing against the searing wetness of her cuntlips.
Carmen wanted to scream at him to fuck her, to ram his hard cock in her steaming pussy, or even her asshole. But she didn't want him to know that she wasn't Lenore. She didn't want to break the weird, illicit moment. Instead of crying aloud, she wriggled her ass cheeks and the lips of her hot cunt back against him, letting him know with her body that she wanted him to fuck her:
"You really want it, don't you, baby? You want it as bad as your Daddy does?"
Carmen wriggled harder. She squirmed her hot buttocks beneath him in a frenzy of impatience, then he thrust forward, gritting his teeth at the delicious thrill as she clamped her cunt over him to the hilt. Less urgent than before, he began lunging into a powerful, steady rhythm, concentrating on the luscious feel of her silken-soft body writhing beneath him, on her succulent tightness.
When he erupted in an explosive, spine-tingling climax, she lifted her buttocks high off the bed, swinging her hips in a wide, frantic circle, unable to get enough of his swollen flesh.
A minute later, Mark rolled over on his back, primed and ready again.
She flung herself on top of him, snaking her tongue in his mouth and trying to force his meat in place eagerly, digging her plump breasts in his chest and writhing her wet nest of pubic hair feverishly on him.
"Not that way, baby," he cooed. He told her what he wanted her to do, and she hurried to obey.
With her back to him, she sat astride his prone body, placing a folded leg on each side of his hips, clutching his erect cock eagerly in her hands, guiding him into her silken depths. Then she leaned far forward, clutching his ankles and stretching out her legs on each side of his upper body.
Mark groaned with pleasure as her snug, slippery cunt exerted a thrilling pressure in the reversed position. His hands slid down along the flesh of her inner legs and upper thighs, then squeezed her soft ass as she began a gentle, back and forth motion, sinking her nails into his ankles. He rubbed and stroked her plump buttocks at her jerking became more violent and she clamped her flew cuntwalls on him desperately.
God, Mark thought, only one fuck and already she's so good at all these positions. Well, it's natural, he mused; after all, she is her mother's daughter, and Mane, bar none, was the best piece of ass a man could ever have.
Then something about the writhing, wriggling body atop his prayed at the back of his mind. Something...
But there wasn't time to figure it out. His balls were bunting and her cunt was like a giant suction cup pulling his very guts out the end of his cock.
His climax was incredibly intense and shattering in the unusual position, making Carmen sit up quickly to regain full control so she could slide up and down on his cock, frantically striving for her own release.
She went wild on his cock, pounding up and don, as his juice flowed into her belly in hot gushes.
Then she kit the end of his hot spasms. His cock started to go limp.
No, she thought, oh no! I have to come at least once more on this big, beautiful hunk of cockmeat!
She rolled off his body, his prick making a sucking sound as it popped from the goo in her cunt. She lay down beside him and rubbed the wet cock along her chin, her throat, her lips and her cheeks.
"Oh ....... no more, baby. .. I can't take any more!"
"Hmmmmmm," Carmen gurgled, popping his cock, into her hot mouth..
"No, baby," he cried, pushing her from him. "I mean it. Jesus, I'm fucked out! Go on back to your room now!"
Carmen wanted to scream at him, but she knew it would be useless. She released his cock and slid from the bed. As she pulled on her robe, Mark leaned over and gently kissed her pussy.
Not wanting to get herself any hotter than she already was, she pushed his head away and made her way to the door.
Mark shaded his eyes from the hail light until the door closed behind her. Then he relaxed back into near sleep; the sleep of the totally satiated male.
He had nearly drifted off when it hit him. He sat bolt upright in bed.
Her breasts. Her hips. The size and tautness of her pussy as it easily engulfed his cock. Something wasn't right. That wasn't Lenore he had just fucked! That was Marge; and, God, she had been good! Then he covered his eyes as he realized what he had done; he had called her Lenore. Marge now knew that he had been fucking their daughter. But why hadn't she said anything about it? Didn't she care?
He decided to lay the whole thing out to her the following morning.
Chapter Nine
Juanita had fucked the young boy, Johnny, just as Jonas had told her to do; and it was very unsatisfactory. Her pussy was burning up with the need for more cock. She wished that she could sneak up to Jonas' room, but she knew he would be fucking Marge. That was the real reason he had wanted her to fuck the boy; to make sure Johnny didn't interrupt the old man's fucking his sister.
There was a second reason why Juanita wanted to talk to Jonas. She wanted to tell him that, when she had crawled into the boy's bed, Johnny had thought it was his sister. She wanted to tell Jonas that Johnny had thought that she, Juanita, was his own sister sucking his cock!
The boy had been well-versed in the art of fucking, but he didn't have Jonas' staying power, nor his cock size. The boy had come in her mouth only seconds after she had started sucking him.
But, by that time, she also needed relief. Sucking his youthful prick had inflamed her pussy. His cum had barely stopped shooting in her mouth when she flung herself across his body, digging her soft breasts into his chest, pressing her moist thighs against his pulsating dick, frantically groaning at the searing contact.
"Jeez, Sis," the boy had cried, "you're really hot! Keep sucking it like you always do. It'll get hard again for you."
One of her hands again clutched his prick. With an impatient moan, she dropped to her knees and grasped it in her burning lips. Johnny caught his breath at thee delicious sensation, then groaned as she flicked her tongue on him and applied suction with low, hungry moans. His excitement was so fierce it threatened to erupt again from her eager, devouring lips.
So he quickly lifted her up by the shoulders, ignoring her cries of protest. "Go ahead, Sis, it's hard enough again. Fuck it ... fuck my dick!"
He had barely lain back on the bed when she had flung herself on him again, pressing her hot flesh on him urgently, clutching his rigid cock in one hand while she tried to guide herself on him, trying to choke back her lustful cries.
Johnny grabbed her by the waist and placed her on her back beside him. He seized a swollen nipple between his lips and sucked eagerly while one hand gently explored her moist opening. His fingers probed her fiery wetness, finding her clitoris. The moment he touched her clit, Juanita gasped and arched her body like a bow, sinking her nails into his back. He wiggled his fingertip against its fleshy softness as she locked her hot thighs tightly on his hand. She jerked her hips to a wild, erratic rhythm as he continued stroking, sliding his lips down over the velvety softness of her stomach, down over her silken nest of hair. She drew her knees up and parted her thighs wide, clutching his hair tightly in her fingers, her entire body trembling with need.
His finger kept up its gentle caressing motion on her clit as he began a teasing kiss on each silken inner thigh. Juanita's body arched and shivered as she waited, tugging at his hair, moaning feverishly. Johnny withdrew his finger and the next moment probed with his tongue, filling his nostrils with her musky fragrance.
Instantly she screamed and pressed her burning thighs tightly to his cheeks as he sent a violent thrill shooting through her cunt. His hands grasped her heavy, soft buttocks as he began kissing her furiously, using his lips and tongue with devouring skill. She jerked and twisted and screamed as the piercing stabs of fire raced through her, as the boy immersed himself in her trembling flesh.
A few minutes later she raised her hips high off the bed and shuddered wildly from head to toe as he lashed out with his tongue to send a blazing release Through her cunt.
But it hadn't been enough. And now, back in her own apartment, her pussy was crying out to her for relief.
She decided that a cold shower might help. She had just dropped the robe from her shoulders and started for the bathroom when Robert slid through the door.
She turned to face him, stark naked.
He smiled as he shut the door behind him and dropped his oWn robe to the floor. His cock was rock hard and jutting angrily from his groin.
"I was hoping you'd be waiting for me like that," he rasped.
"I was just going to take a shower...
"Great idea. Let's go!"
He quickly followed her into the bath, his eyes never leaving the perfection of her youthful body. She was the same age and built almost exactly like Carmen. How he'd love to fuck them together. It would almost be like eating and fucking twins!
He watched the water strike her full, ripe breasts and cascade down her softly curved hips and tapered legs. "You are beautiful," he smiled. "I'll bet you're a great fuck!"
"You're not so bad yourself," Juanita said, admiring his fully erected prick. "Shall we find out how we fit?"
He lathered soap on her shoulders and plump breasts, stroking each taut nipple in turn, aroused at the slippery feel of her smooth flesh. He knelt to soap her belly and thighs, and she gripped his shoulders tightly, edging her stomach forward. He lathered her silken pubic hairs, deliberately teasing her with a probe of his finger, making her gasp and sink her nails into his skin. Then Robert stood up, his blood pounding with excitement.
"Turn around," he ordered. She turned, and he lathered her back, then her buttocks, fondling their heavy softness. His excitement quickly became uncontrollable.
"Lean against the wall," he told her, "and part your legs."
Juanita responded at once. He embraced her from behind, cupping her swollen breasts in his hands, squeezing and rubbing them together, pressing his rigid cockmeat against the soft, slippery flesh of her buttocks.
She gasped and reached down between her thighs and grasped his pulsating prick from beneath. She quickly guided him into the moist outer folds of her cunt, then raised herself on her toes and suddenly thrust back sharply, taking all of him with a blissful cry. She clamped frantically on him as he almost slipped out and squirmed her hot buttocks against his loins. Twisting her head sideways, she seized his lower lip between her teeth and bit down hard as she squirmed and twisted feverishly against him, sparking fiery thrills in his balls with her searing wet tightness.
His passion intensified by the delicious feel of her slippery ass cheeks wriggling against him, Robert began to thrust; powerful, driving lunges that brought loud cries of joy from her. With each massive forward jerk of his hips, her body lurched back so that he penetrated her soft depths to the hilt.
Juanita shuddered and gasped as he quickened his lunges, until, with a final, powerful thrust, his excitement erupted in fiery spurts.
She shrieked in bliss and locked her cunt savagely on his thick base, her plump, hot breasts heaving in his hands, her buttocks wriggling wildly against his belly.
After a minute she released him with a long moan of excitement. She quickly whirled around and grasped his cock in her hands.
"No," he panted. "Let's dry off and go back into the bedroom. Then we can really fuck!"
They dried each other off with huge, fluffy towels and Juanita led the way back into the bathroom. She was barely through the door when she stopped abruptly.
"Oh shit"
"Huh? What's the matter?" Robert asked, crashing into her. "Oh, my God."
There, sitting nude on the bed with a wide smile creasing her face, was Robert's lovely wife.
Jonas was happy. His cock and balls were satiated. Marge had been a wild fuck and he was sure that, before the week was out, he would be able to also get his big cock into Carmen's beautiful pussy.
He was about to turn his bedside lamp off and settle into a good night's sleep when there was a tap on his door.
"Grandpa? It's me, Lenore. Can I come in for a minute?"
"Of course, honey," Jonas called, and pulled the covers over his naked body.
Lenore had been awake all night long and out of her room. She had lurked in the balls and listened at doors until she knew exactly what had been going on in each and every room. And that knowledge had really turned her on.
Now she walked to her Grandfather's bed with a definite purpose: she was going to fuck the old man. She had heard Jonas pouring his cock to her mother and, from the wild sounds Marge had made, Lenore guessed that her Grandpa had a marvelous cock.
"Grandpa," she said, sitting on the edge of the bed and gently laying her hand on his bare shoulder.
"Yes, baby?"
"I'm so lonesome,", she said, flashing him a winning smile. "I ... I heard you fucking Mommy, and ... and I know that everybody else is fucking all over the house. It's made me hotter than hell!" "What?" he said, aghast, sitting up without thinking. The covers fell down to his hips and the head of his cock poked out above them.
That's all right, Grandpa," she smiled, and slid her hand into his lap to grasp his big tool.
"Lenore, baby!" He was stammering, but he remembered that this little girl had already fucked Robert that afternoon. And she seemed to know exactly what she was doing as she stroked and kneaded his prick.
"I'm old enough, Grandpa," Lenore cooed, and proceeded to tell him of all the sexual adventures she had already had in her young life.
By the time she had finished, Jonas had a raging hard-on and he was sweating heavily. His eyes strained at the material of her gown, trying to visualize the youthful treasures that lay beneath.
She leaned close to him and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Grandpa. . I want you."
"Oh, Jesus, baby!"
"Do you want me?"
"Lenore, honey... I'm your Granddaddy, an old man!"
"This doesn't feel old," she purred, giving his cock a hard squeeze.
He bit his lip, unable to answer. Lenore knew that there was one sure way to get the horny old man to fuck her; undress and let him feast his eyes on her beautiful, naked body.
She stood, backed away from the bed a few steps, and in seconds her gown was a puddle of material at her feet.
Her eyes were half-lidded with desire; her lips were parted and moist. She was standing close to him, her long, flawless legs wide apart, clad only in black lace panties. The panties clung like a second skin to the flare of her slim, alluring hips, clung to the captivating twin moons of her firm buttocks. Through the sheer lace Jonas could see the glow of her pubic hair, a protective muff that curled over her mound, hiding her pussy, now moist and parted, beginning to drench the tight crotch of her panties.
Her full, firm, lush tits thrust out to him, the nipples now hard with desire.
"Do you want me now, Grandpa?"
"Yes. . . oh God, yes, Lenore, I want you now!"
She was no longer a teen-ager. She was a full-bodied, sensual woman. And she was no longer his granddaughter. She was a body that was captivating his mind and his cock.
She was sensuously conscious of herself. She moved toward him, with her warm thighs brushing hotly together, making her pussy lips tingle with anticipation. His eyes watched her sensuous movements hungrily, and Lenore loved the way he watched her. Her golden hair swayed dyer her creamy white, slender shoulders, gently tickling her full, firm breasts. She was a vision of feminine loveliness, an unmatched vision, and she was his, body, mind and soul, and they both knew it.
Gently, using both hands, Lenore pulled the covers from his body, exposing his rigid meat an inch at a time.
She licked her pink tongue over her parted lips.
And then he was bare. She was on her knees, loving the feeling of submission, the feeling of complete surrender: She sighed and licked her lips as she feasted her shining eyes on his huge, throbbing prick which stood out from the junctures of his thighs like a gigantic tree trunk, swollen balls drooping beneath.
"Ohhhh, Grandpa, you're sooooo big!" she purred as she stared with awe and wonder at his immense prick. She had never seen anything so big. She never dreamed a man could be so gigantic.
"Get into bed, baby. I want you more than I've ever wanted a woman."
"You mean that?" she sighed as she lifted herself from the floor and slid into the bed beside him.
"I'll show you how much I mean it, honey."
Then they were lying pressed close together, kissing passionately, his tongue lashing in her mouth. Her arms held him close, her breasts mashed flat by his chest. The wiry hair on his chest tickled her flesh, making her nipples thrill and erect even harder. His stomach pressed firmly against her flat belly, and his huge, rigid cock nabbed slowly between her warm, parted thighs, teasing her.
"Ohhhhhhh, Grandpa," she sighed.
"My own darling child. My sweet one, my special one," he whispered.
He lowered his lips to her voluptuous breasts, kissing them hungrily. "Beautiful breasts. . . huge, hot, beautiful tits." His lips trailed kisses over the slope of her tits, over the heaving, distended nipples, over the underside of her smooth flesh. He took one of her nipples between his lips and sucked it in, drawing on the hard cherry. Lenore sighed and squirmed beneath him, her hand searching between their pressing bodies. Finding his hard, thick cock, her fingers closed around it, measuring it, finding it so thick that she could barely encircle it.
"Ohhhhh, I love that. Yes, yes, kiss my tits, suck my nipples. Ohhhh, I love that soooo!"
"You're so beautiful," he whispered.
"You're soooo big.., so hard! I can hardly hold it! Ohhhh, Grandpa, I love that," she purred, racing her clutching fingers up and down his huge shaft as he licked expertly over her heaving lit.
Jonas' balls ached. He longed to shove his cock straight into her juicing pussy. But he didn't want to go too fast. He wanted it to be just right. He wanted to make her completely his own; he wanted to own her, body and soul, bend her to his will, completely dominate her. He was willing to go slow, making her beg for the penetration of his hard, aching cock.
"It'll be beautiful, baby. More beautiful than anything either of us has ever had. It's right, so right. It's right that we're going to share love together. Providence has brought your lovely young body here to me." "Oh, Grandpa, I'm yours," she sighed. "And I'm yours." "You make me feel like... like such a woman!" "You're the mast special woman in the world." "Oh, Grandpa, take me. .. I want you so!"
"Let's go slowly, honey. Let's savor every lovely moment."
He gently pulled down her panties and turned her body around. She felt the slow, tormenting grind of his hard cock along the narrow crevice of her ass cheeks. She pressed the firm globes back against him and sighed. He kissed her slowly, lovingly, up and down her shivering spine. She groaned and trembled as she felt his expert kisses, the slide of his throbbing rod up and down along the deep crack of her ass. This was so different from any other man.
"Oh, shit, I'm gonna come just from the touch of your prick!"
Then she felt him running his tongue slowly down the length of her spine. Kisses covered her beck, teasing, making her quiver. Slowly, slowly, his teasing tongue crawled over her flesh. The globes of her ass clenched together involuntarily with excitement and anticipation.
His hands gently touched and cupped the full, round cheeks of her buttocks as the girl squirmed and sighed. He fitted his thumbs on either side of the globes and pressed gently, parting them. Lenore was totally, breathlessly submitting to his caresses. Never before had a man paid such attention to her ass. It was weird and wonderful to her.
She clenched her buttocks together against the pressure of his thumbs. The muscles of her warm inner thighs danced and relaxed. He now had his face close to the warm flesh of her cunt. The pussy lips were slightly parted. His hands slid down to the edge of her moist lips, thumbs pressing gently. The glistening vulva parted, and he could see the entire length of the pink, cream-drenched slit; he could see the throbbing bud of her excited clitoris.
"Oh, Grandpa, do me! Do me! Please, fuck me, fuck me!" the girl moaned, her body convulsing with lust.
Jonas breathed in the sweet fragrance of her slit as he moved his face to within an inch of the soft pubic hair that curled around the pink lips. His fingers gently, slowly, pressed the lips outward, opening her hot cavern to his intent, hungry gaze. The cleft in her mound was damp and pink and glistening. A few drops of juice had dribbled out of her young pussy and now sparkled on the soft inner flesh of her parted thighs.
"Oh, please, please, I can't stand it any more! Fuck meeee!"
"I will, baby . . . soon!"
He moved back up her body with his lips, driving them both to the very peak of lust and desire.
"I'm going to stick my cock into your pussy now!"
"Yes, Grandpa, please, do it! Oh, do it to me! Fuck pie good, fuck me wild!"
His fingers spread the crack between her buttocks wide apart. He pinned obscenely. The cheeks of her ass were dancing wildly as he drove his prick into her cunt, pinning her.
Lust gleamed in Lenore's eyes. She was biting her lips with passion. His cock was at last cruelly hammering into her. His cock repeatedly disappears and reappeared between the wet lips of her excited pussy.
And then, at the same moment, they both came. His fleshy cock spat a huge load of sperm deep into her cunt. At the same instant, her orgasm pumped juice over the battering head of his prick. Hot, thick liquid squirted into her. Her pussy lips sucked, holding his cock captive as it climaxed, the lips of her pussy contracting and relaxing, as if intent on squeezing every drop of cum from his jetting cock.
He was jabbing it into her mercilessly as he came, dumping a hot, spurting flow of jism into her. It tilled her and she jerked her hips convulsively, raking her nails into the sheets as she was jarred Wy her blinding orgasm.
He was buffeting her as if she were a helpless doll. She took everything he had to give. And then they both shot their last.
With a scream of joy, the young girl passed out. Jonas, his limp prick still buried deep within her juicing cunt, stared down at her face with satisfaction. She was totally unconscious. He had fucked her so gloriously that she had fainted from ecstasy. Her thighs were soaking wet. Jizz drained out of her pussy, soaking his balls, coating his deflating cock, still sunk deep in her pussy.
Then her eyelashes fluttered open. She groaned, sighed, gurgling with fulfillment. She smiled up at him, contracting the walls of her cunt around his now soft cock.
"Oh, Grandpa... wonderful lover," she cooed.
"My precious," he whispered, kissing her gently on the lips.
"That was like a dream. It was so wonderful! It's as if I've never made love until now. Oh, what a lover you are. . . you're the greatest lover in the world!" she said, tears misting over her soft eyes.
"And you were incredible. So good, so sweet.., no woman can love like you, baby," he said, moving away from her, his cock sliding slowly out of her grasping pussy.
"Ohhhhh, your wonderful cock is going away!"
She bent over him and ardently kissed his sticky, limp prick with loving lips. She sucked the cock into her mouth, then teasingly let it go, and smiled up at him.
"Grandpa?"
"Yes?"
"Will it get big and hard again if I suck on it for you? Daddy's does."
"You can try, girl."
She hungrily sucked it back into her mouth. Her head dipped, and the hot, moist oval of her young lips captured the old man's aching glans. Jonas laced his fingers back over his head and lay there, transfixed. The girl bucked, heaved, and raked his back with her nails, eyes rolling wildly as she sucked and chewed on his cock, licked at his balls, a deluge of feminine noises bubbling from her throat. Then his prick swelled and then spurted in the hot cavern of her mouth.
Chapter Ten
The week was over all too soon. But everyone's lives had drastically been changed. Jonas hat eventually fucked Carmen, who had told him about the wild threesome that she and Juanita and Robert had experienced.
The idea so intrigued Jonas that he had gotten the same two girls together the following night for his own threesome.
But most of Jonas' week had been spent with Lenore. They had done everything together. So, when both Jonas and Lenore had pleaded with Mark that the girl be allowed to stay with, her grandfather through the coming school term, Mark agreed.
Of course, Mark had ulterior motives of his own. He and Marge had gotten back together. It was heaven for both of them. Marge had admitted to Mark that she had been fucking little Johnny, but she agreed to stop it if they could resume their marriage. Mark replied that she didn't have to stop, because he planned to go on fucking Lenore; in fact, eventually all three of them would be together, along with Johnny, when he could visit them.
Neither Mark nor Marge knew about Jonas and Lenore, of course, and the old man saw no reason to tell them. But if Lenore stayed with him, Mark and Marge would have a few months along to put their marriage back together.
It's all going to work out beautifully, Jonas thought, as he stood on the front lawn watching his two sons load their cars. His arm was draped lightly over his granddaughter's shoulders and, every now and then, they would steal knowing glances at each other;
"Well Dad, it's time to go," Robert said. "We'll probably see you in a few weeks."
The old man nodded and took his hand. "You take good care of my girl now," he said.
"Oh, we will," Carmen said, kissing him on the cheek; "Juanita will love college, and living with us for awhile."
"I'm sure she will," Jonas leered down at his red-headed daughter-in-law. "But I don't want you to keep her forever."
"Why don't you visit us soon, Dad," Carmen said. "And bring Lenore along."
"I just might do that!"
Robert, Carmen, and Juanita climbed into the car and drove down the long drive toward the gate. Lenore and Jonas waved as they saw the car turn onto the road and speed away.
Little did they know that the car was barely out of sight before Juanita was lying sideways in the seat sucking Robert's cock while Carmen had her head between the young housekeeper's legs, wildly sucking her pussy.
"We'll see you around Christmas, Dad," Mark said, closing the car door behind Marge and Johnny. "Lenore might as well learn to drive and use Marge's car while she's here."
"I'll be careful with it," Lenore replied.
"And you be a good girl, honey," her father implored. "Mind your Grandfather, and do what he tells you."
"Oh, Daddy, I'll do everything he tells me!"
"Bye-bye, now," Mark said, and drove away with Marge waving out the passenger side.
Before that car was out of sight, Marge and Johnny had exchanged positions so that Marge was in the middle. She quickly took both their cocks out and alternated between them; sucking hungrily on her husband's big prick, and then on her little brother's.
"Let's go upstairs, Grandpa." "Why? As if I didn't know, you little vixen!" "Because I want to suck your cock!" "And I want to eat your pussy, little baby!" As they trotted up the stairs, Lenore looked aver her shoulder. "This has been the best family reunion ever!"
"It sure has been, honey," Jonas replied, watching her youthful ass jiggle in front of his eyes. "The best ever!"
And it's gonna last all year long, he smiled to himself.
