A healthy family unit is the basis of the American way of life. Years ago, a person's extended family played a big part in his life. Uncles, aunts, and grandparents often lived in the home and took on an advisory or supporting role. We seem to be moving away from this type of situation today.
It is rare to see family members help each other any more. Jealousy and competition among brothers and sisters are common today. Rather than having loving relationships, family members often develop animosity toward other family members.
The Smith family is one of these rare families who are willing to help each other out.
THE WAY THE SMITHS PLAY reveals how one family remains closely-knit and the experiences they have.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sara Smith was not usually a morning person, but the things that had been going through her head just wouldn't let her sleep. Sara couldn't sleep until she finally-once and for all -ended the sham marriage her father had gotten himself into.
Sara knew that Victor's wife didn't love him. Rhonda Jo had married Sara's father, she was convinced, because Victor owned Victor's Nightclub the popular spot for night-time entertainment. With the ownership of Victor's Nightclub came a certain amount of prestige and money. And Rhonda Jo loved prestige and money.
But what could Sara do? Sara wasn't the type of person to willingly destroy another person's marriage. Especially not her father's. Still she was so convinced that her father had made a drastic mistake, Sara was willing to take whatever measures were necessary to open his eyes.
"Daddy, one way or another," Sara whispered to her reflection in the mirror above her dressing table in her bedroom, "you're going to find out you've made a terrible mistake. Don't worry, Victor, your daughter is going to stand beside you the whole way."
Sara was beautiful. One of the most strikingly beautiful women in the city. This fact was something that she accepted for what it was without being overly vain about it. Sara was thirty-two, at the height of her beauty.
She stood five-foot-six, and her body was a perfect 36D-24-36. With platinum-blonde hair and dark-brown eyes, the contrast was something that stuck in a man's mind long after he was away from Sara.
"I'll show Victor that he doesn't need any woman moving into this house," Sara mumbled under her breath as she put on the final touches of blue eye shadow to highlight her devilishly beguiling eyes.
Victor's jaw dropped open when, without even a single cup of morning coffee in him, Sara walked into the kitchen wearing a see-through black nightgown that was as sexy as anything Victor had ever seen. The black, sheer, thin material did nothing to hide the big, firm mounds of Sara's tits. Victor could see the nipples clearly, though Sara's pink areolas were somewhat disguised by the garment. And she wasn't wearing panties, either. It was no problem for Victor to see the patch of cunt-hair at the juncture of her thighs.
"Good morning," Sara said, her eyes bright with excitement. It wasn't easy for her to act nonchalant while her father struggled to keep his eyes away from her tits. "Is there any coffee left for me?"
Victor's mouth moved as though he was speaking, but no words came out. Ruggedly built, debonairely handsome, Victor had an effect on women and he knew it; but nobody had ever stunned him speechless like his own daughter just had.
Sara poured steaming coffee into a cup, then sat at the kitchen table with Victor. She leaned back in her chair, giving him a good view of her tits inside the nightgown. She crossed her legs, enjoying the texture of the silk fabric as it touched her extremely sensitive flesh. Her cunt was tingling with anticipation. Pussy-juice was already moistening her cunt-lips, making her ready for whatever Victor wanted to do to her.
"Cat got your tongue?" Sara asked. She found it difficult to look directly into Victor's eyes. There was a virility about him that Sara hadn't really noticed before. "Victor, I think there's something we've got to talk about. Now I know you don't want to hear this, but I think it's important that I speak my mind."
For the next ten minutes, while Victor's cock throbbed mightily inside the trousers of his three-piece suit, Sara said how she felt her stepmother, who wasn't even as old as Sara, had married Victor for his money, or for a lot of different reasons, but none of them had anything to do with love.
"There, now I've said what I had to say," Sara said, her voice trembling with tension. "Don't say anything right away, Papa. I just want you to think about what I've said."
Sara stood up from the table. She took her father's hand in her own.
"Come with me. There's something else I want to show you."
Victor was so stunned by everything that had happened so far this morning that he followed his blonde bombshell daughter, allowing her to tug him by the hand out of the kitchen and into the den.
"Papa, you're a very, very handsome man," Sara said, turning to face Victor. "But I'm going to show you that you don't have to look outside this family to find yourself a beautiful woman to be with. I'm beautiful, aren't I? And I can satisfy whatever desires you have better ^than anything else in the world."
Sara pulled loose the sash holding the nightgown together. With a shrug of her shoulders, it fell to the floor. She stood before Victor, her body gloriously naked, perfectly proportioned. Only the high-heeled slippers kept her from being completely nude.
"Whatever you want, I will give you," Sara whispered, her voice husky with lust. "You can see that I'm willing to do anything you want, can't you? Can't you, Victor?"
It was then that Sara realized what she really wanted to do was fuck her own father. Showing him the truth about Rhonda Jo was secondary to Sara's own burning curiosity of what it would be like to fuck a member of her own family. She was hungry for incestuous pleasures. She had tried many things in the sexual realm, but she had always remained just a little unsatisfied. Perhaps her father's cock was what she had been looking for all along, she mused.
Victor still couldn't speak. His eyes were roaming over Sara's exquisite body. Her tits were big and round, heavy, the areolas pink, the nipples' hard buds that looked as delicious as anything Victor could ever hope for. Inside his gray slacks, his big, throbbing prick was getting harder and harder by the second.
"Tell me what you want from me," Sara continued, advancing toward Victor slowly, taking each step cautiously. "Just tell me what you want and you've got it. I'll do anything you want. Anything your heart-or cock-desires."
When Sara was standing directly in front of Victor, she put her hands lightly on his chest. She scratched him through his shirt and Victor groaned softly from the pleasure he felt.
He's sensitive, Sara thought as her fingers worked down Victor's chest, moving toward his prick. I like a man who's sensitive.
"Have you lost your mind?" Victor asked.
"No."
Sara's dark-brown eyes were locked onto Victor's as she sank slowly to her knees in front of him. She never once broke the eye contact while she unzipped Victor's slacks, reaching inside his fly, then pulling out his raging, pulsating hard-on.
"Oh, my!" Sara exclaimed when she first gazed at Victor's prick.
Victor's cock was much more than Sara had hoped for. By her experienced estimation, Victor's cock was a cunt-filling ten inches in length. It was one of the longest cocks Sara had ever seen.
"It's beautiful," Sara purred, her warm breath teasing the head of her father's cock. "I want to suck on it. Can't I suck on your cock, Victor? Is it okay if I put your big cock into my mouth?"
Victor, his knees shaking, looked down at Sara. He couldn't believe such a strikingly beautiful woman was actually on her knees in front of him, stroking on his cock and begging him to allow her to suck it. Victor had had plenty of women in his life beg for his big cock, but he couldn't remember a single one that was as beautiful as Sara.
"Go ahead," Victor finally managed to say. "Suck me. Give me a blow-job, Sara, if that's what you really want to do."
The throaty chuckle that came from Sara was pure, unbridled pleasure. She had Victor completely in control now. From this point forward, all he'd be able to think about was how fantastic it had felt to shove his cock into her hot, wet, sucking mouth. The memory of his daughter's beautiful face being distorted by his prick as she wantonly mouthed it would be burned in his mind forever.
Sara tightened her lips around Victor's cock. She rubbed the fat part of her tongue against the clefted underside of his cock-head. The taste of Victor's cock was beautiful, delicious, turning Sara on and making her pussy hot, slick and wet. Having her father's cock stretching her cherry-red lips was sexier than Sara had thought possible.
"Mmmmmmft!" Sara slurped, bobbing her head and shoulders back and forth, dragging her lips over the prick-tip and shank of Victor's heavy, turgid, throbbing cock.
Sara moved with a fluid grace, lightly scratching Victor's shaft and balls with her long fingernails, stroking on his big prick while she sucked him. Her soft-but-firm tits jiggled as Sara sucked lovingly on her father's cock. The areolas were pink and round, the nipples hard and tingling.
"Ohhhhhh! Oh, yessss!" Victor whispered, looking down as Sara took his cock to the back of her mouth. Her hand surrounding the base of his prick's shaft, was twisting around the throbbing meat while her red lips nibbled expertly on his flesh.
Sara tilted her head back to look up into Victor's face, her moist, glistening red lips ovaled around the head of his cock. When their eyes met, Sara winked at Victor, her brown eyes twinkling.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Sara purred lustily, dramatically, letting Victor know exactly how much she loved giving him a blow-job. "How does it feel to have your cock in my mouth? Hmmm? Is this what you want from me?"
As she spoke, Sara rubbed the spitty tip of Victor's cock-head over her lips. She lewdly flicked her tongue out, grazing it over Victor's piss-hole.
"Sara, you've got to stop this," Victor whispered. "If you don't stop, I'm going to cum all over your face."
"Is that what you want?" Sara asked, her eyes shining mischievously, in an almost little-girl fashion. "You can, you know. You can cum all over my face and I'll love it. That really turns me on."
Victor couldn't believe the words he was hearing. Looking down, he watched as Sara started jerking his prick harder, faster, with determination, keeping his cock-head near her chin as she looked up into his face.
"Go ahead, Daddy, cum on my face," Sara said. She raised her left hand, cupping the heavy, cum-churning balls that would soon be giving her the reward she so ardently sought. "I want your cum. I want to watch you cumming, feel your cum on my face. I want your cum all over me, Victor."
The pressure in Victor's balls became unbearable. With his handsome face a mask of pure pleasure, Victor watched as his daughter licked the underside of his cock-head and stroked his prick while he came.
"Uh!" Sara gasped when the first thick, pungent blast of cum squirted from Victor's balls.
The cum caught Sara by surprise. She knew that Victor was going to cum, but she wasn't really ready for him yet. The white, syrup-like eruption jetted from Victor's piss-hole as she licked the underside of his cock-head. The cum splashed into Sara's platinum-blonde hair, leaving a gooey white line of cream down her forehead, between her eyes and over her nose. Sara tilted her head back as the second mighty eruption of cum exploded out of Victor's balls.
"Awwwww!" Victor growled as his balls pulled up tight to his body, releasing cum in a torrent.
A squirt of cum flipped through the air, sailing almost straight upward from Sara's rapidly beating hand. Sara closed her eyes just in time as the cum landed on her exquisite face. She felt the hot, creamy cum on her flesh, gluing her eye shut, sticking to her long, black eyelashes. The cum left a slick line from Sara's forehead, over her eye, down to her cheek.
"Cum!" Sara whispered, keeping her eyes closed as she continued to give Victor's magnificent prick a furious hand-job.
It surprised Sara how much Victor came. He was not a young man, but he was cumming like a teenager. Spurting blasts of salty, strong-tasting cum squirted between Sara's lips, splattering against the roof of her mouth. More of the sizzling cream raced through Victor's cock and struck Sara on the face.
"Suck me! Suck me!" Victor hissed, tossing his hips. His cock-head was drooling out cum. Victor watched as white, sticky cum was rubbed off the tip of his prick into the side of Sara's nose. "Suck my cock, Sara!"
Sara could not deny Victor. She allowed the spermy head of his cock to rub briefly against her red lips, then she took his overheated cock to the back of her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Sara cooed as she flicked her tongue against Victor's piss-hole, siphoning out the last of his salty cum.
Standing on trembling legs, Victor watched his own cum trickling in white rivers down Sara's face. It was the most lewdly erotic thing he had ever seen in his life. And what was even more surprising was to see how much Sara loved getting a cum-shower.
"I love your cum," Sara whispered. A stream of cum dangled briefly from Sara's chin before dripping off. "I can hardly wait to fuck you, Papa. Wouldn't that be just wonderful? Imagine what it would be like to have your cock pushing into your own daughter's hot pussy. Wouldn't you really get turned on by that?"
CHAPTER TWO
She was young and devilish and she knew that something had to change soon. Ginger was so horny and so unbelievably frustrated she was willing to do anything just to find out if her fantasies were as good as the real thing.
Ginger was a beautiful teenager and she had many boyfriends her own age. But that wasn't what Ginger wanted. She was tired of the boys groping her pert, firm little tits and reaching between her legs in hopes of finger-fucking her.
Ginger was tired of their sloppy kisses and their perpetual hard-ons. In short, Ginger was plainly and simply tired of boys her own age.
She was still a virgin, which was a minor miracle for a girl as insatiably horny as Ginger. Though Ginger had allowed a couple boys to finger-fuck her, she had never allowed a single one of her young suitors to shove his cock between her tight, pink, virginal cunt-lips. And Ginger still hadn't given a blow-job, though she had come close to doing that several times. She had lost count of how many hand-jobs she'd given at Lover's Lane in her life, though.
It was one of the things that Ginger really loved doing. She enjoyed holding a boy's cock in her hand and stroking on it, jerking on the meaty pole, working her fist along the shaft and rubbing the tip with her thumb. And she enjoyed the way her boyfriends squirmed as she gave them hand-jobs.
And Ginger loved it when they came, gushing out their hot, gooey wads of cum. Sometimes Ginger allowed them to cum on her tummy. A few boys, too excited to control themselves, shot their cum onto Ginger's slacks or skirt as she French kissed them while pounding on their cocks. And even a few boys had been granted the privilege of cumming on Ginger's firm, round, hard-nippled tits.
Sometimes Ginger would kiss a boy's cock, but she hadn't licked one yet, and she'd never allowed any of her boyfriends to shove a cock into her mouth. It was just something she wasn't going to allow to happen until she found a stud who was skilled enough to really make her wild with lust.
And that was why Ginger was frustrated, bored, and so incredibly horny she couldn't think of anything but sex. Cocks, long and hard, danced in her dreams. She fantasized about what it would be like to feel a prick sliding between her pussy-lips, wondered over and over again what a cock would taste like pushing into her mouth, rubbing against her tongue.
Ginger sighed softly and looked at herself in the mirror. She was very pretty and she knew it. Blonde hair that fluffed around her face in soft tendrils, full red lips, tantalizing green eyes that shone like emeralds. And Ginger's 34B-22-25 physique was fine-tuned and ready for fucking... but only if she could find the right guy who would know how to treat her right and make her so horny that she would want to do everything, try everything.
Giving hand-jobs was fine, and getting finger-fucked by teenaged boys wasn't bad... but Ginger was ready for the real thing now. She needed to get fucked, and that was all there was to it.
Ginger had no idea what was going to happen on that sunny day, but as she left her bedroom, she was determined that by the same time tomorrow, she wouldn't be a virgin.
Robert Smith, nicknamed "Bo" by his family, was finding it impossible to think about his motorcycle, which needed just the slightest adjustment in the idle to run perfectly. Bo swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to concentrate on his motorcycle. He was working on the engine, kneeling beside his Honda, and his little sister, Ginger, was sitting side- -saddle on the seat. The trouble was, he could look straight up her miniskirt-and Ginger wasn't wearing any panties!
"It's just not fair," Ginger said, looking down at her handsome, powerfully built older brother. She liked Bo a lot. "I keep waiting for Mr. Right to come along, and all I get is more lonely."
"Some day the right boy will come along and then everything will be perfect," Bo replied, trying hard to concentrate on his work and ignore the pink-lipped pussy that was so very close to him.
"That's just it!" Ginger exclaimed. "I'm tired of boys! I want a man, Bo! Can't you see that!"
Ginger steeled her courage. If she was ever to get what she so desperately needed, she had to act rashly, courageously. She couldn't allow her fear, which had kept her a virgin this long, get the better of her today.
"Bo, I need you to do something for me," Ginger whispered, her voice quivering a little. She couldn't remember a time when she was so nervous. "Bo, you're my brother and I love you, that's why I think I can ask you to do me this favor. Bo, will you fuck me?"
Ginger raised her miniskirt a little, pulling it above the tops of her thigh-high, black mesh stockings. She spread her legs and exposed her pussy to Bo.
"I'm a virgin, Bo. I want you to be the first."
Bo thought it was wrong to fuck his little sister. She was just a teenger, he reasoned. But she was so beautiful, and there was a daring, adventurous streak in her that Bo thought was very much like himself. Groaning softly, unable to control himself, he leaned forward and kissed Ginger's knee. The texture of her stockings tickled his lips. He could smell her pussy-juice, and the scent made his prick harden inside his faded jeans.
"Yes, Ginger. I'll fuck you, if that's what you really want. Has anyone ever eaten your pussy? Hmmm? Have you ever had a man's tongue in your cunt?"
Ginger shook her head.
Bo slid his hands up Ginger's thighs until he touched her creamy flesh. He pushed her miniskirt higher so that he could get to her pussy. Ginger spread her legs farther apart, one foot on the floor of the garage, her knee on the gas tank of his motorcycle.
"Teach me, Bo. Teach me everything you know, and I'll do anything you want me to. I'm your little sister, and I want my own brother to teach me."
Bo's tongue played along the inside of Ginger's thigh. The young blonde squirmed. She inhaled deeply and unconsciously caught her breath, holding it, waiting anxiously for Bo's tongue to reach her pussy.
But Bo was experienced in such matters. He knew that sometimes delaying pleasure heightened it, and that's what he intended. He licked up to Ginger's pussy, but just barely missed the pink, sensitive cunt-lips with the tip of his tongue.
"Ohhhhh!" Ginger sighed, her eyes glazed with lust as she shivered with passion, watching Bo's face moving between her trim thighs.
With his hands on Ginger's thighs, keeping her legs apart, Bo finally gave the gorgeous girl what she needed. He flicked his tongue as lightly as a feather over her pink, lightly furred cunt-bps.
"Awwww!" Ginger gasped. The contact of her handsome brother's tongue against her cunt-lips was electrifying. Her lips were parted. Nothing had ever prepared her for this kind of pleasure.
Bo licked up and down the slick cunt-gash, using the tip of his tongue to push Ginger's cunt-lips apart ever so slightly. Then, dragging his tongue through her cunt-lips, he pushed more of his hot, slick tongue into her pussy. Working his way from the bottom to the top of her cunt, Bo reached Ginger's throbbing clit.
"Your cunt tastes delicious," Bo whispered. He circled Ginger's clit with his tongue, once again teasing her. "I could lick your pussy all day and night."
Ginger couldn't speak. She could hardly breathe. Bo's hot tongue was sliding between her cunt-lips, spreading the pink petals apart, turning her on so much Ginger knew she would cum before very long. Having a tongue pushing into her cunt was infinitely better than getting finger-fucked. And looking down and seeing Bo's handsome face between her thighs, his nose pushed into the triangular patch of cunt-hair i was the most exquisite thing Ginger had ever seen.
"Ohhhh! This is beautiful! So beautiful! Bo, you make me want to explode!" Ginger sighed, tilting her head back.
Bo brought the finger of his right hand to his young sister's pussy. He touched her cunt-lips softly. They were slick with pussy-juice. Very slowly, gently, he inserted the tip of his middle finger into Ginger's cunt. Bo could feel Ginger's cunt-lips tightening around his finger.
"Mmmmmmmmmft!" Bo slurped, sucking Ginger's bud-like clit between his lips and flicking his tongue over it as he pushed more of his finger into her cunt.
"Ohhhh! Yessss! Finger my pussy! That's right! Finger my hot cunt!"
The world was spinning for Ginger. To have Bo's tongue and finger pushing into her cunt was exhilarating. And when he sucked on her clit and flicked his tongue over the red-hot nub of flesh, Ginger thought she would faint.
"Do it! Do it! Make me cum!" Ginger hissed, her heart pounding like a jackhammer in her chest. "Make me cum, Bo! Please! Oh, please make me cum!"
Bo's bone-hard cock was aching. It was long and hard... and trapped inside his jeans. He wanted to take his cock out to release some of the pressure on it. No! he thought. First I'll get Ginger to cum, then I'll worry about my own pleasure.
With renewed energy, Bo tongue-fucked Ginger's sweet, slick, delicious cunt. He crammed his tongue as deeply into her pussy as he could possibly get it, then pushed upward, rubbing her clit with his nose before reaching the fiery nub with his tongue. While he tongue-fucked her, his right hand was beating back and forth, sliding a finger into her cunt until his knuckles pushed firmly against Ginger's pussy-lips.
"Oh, God!" Ginger gasped, then started cumming.
Her pussy-juice blasted from her cunt onto Bo's lips and probing tongue. Ginger's trim body twitched as her insides quivered. Her cunt tightened around Bo's finger. Slick spurts of pussy-juice flooded from her cunt, only to be lapped up by Bo's eagerly frisking tongue.
"Awwwwwww!" Ginger sighed, the sound dying away as the last of her juice trickled from her overheated pussy. "Bo, that was so wonderful. So... very... wonderful."
Ginger reached for her brother. She needed to feel his cock pushing her cunt-lips apart, filling her virgin pussy with meat. But as she reached for him, she heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Damn!" Ginger hissed. She leaped off her brother's motorcycle, smoothing her miniskirt over her thighs.
Her cheeks were flushed with the afterglow of her orgasm, and she tingled from head to foot.
"Bo, don't you go very far," Ginger whispered feverishly. "I'm not finished yet."
Bo smiled at his teenaged sister. "Don't worry. That was just for starters. I've got plans for you, little sister."
Ginger looked at her brother's crotch. His cock was making an enormous bulge in his jeans. Thinking about what it would be like to frave Bo's big prick pushing into her virgin cunt made Ginger shiver from head to foot.
She turned her back on her brother and walked out of the garage, not wanting to confront any family members. All she could think about, all she really wanted, was to find some place where she could be alone with Bo so that he could fuck her.
CHAPTER THREE
When Sara stepped into the garage, she was hoping to find Bo. She found Bo all right. She found him with a hard-on pushing against his sexy, faded, tight-fitting jeans. Sara had intended on asking Bo's help in showing Victor the truth about Rhonda Jo's conniving, deceitful ways. And, if necessary, she would bribe him with her body. But seeing Bo with a hard, thick cock pushing against his jeans made Sara's mouth water with anticipation.
"Goddamn it, Bo, what have you been up to?"
Bo started to hide his hard-on, then decided against it. His sister had already noticed it, so it didn't make much sense to try to deny it now. He put his hands on his hips, almost pushing his crotch at his sister in defense. His face was set in a determined expression. He wasn't going to take any crap from Sara.
"That's none of your fucking business," Bo said, his voice low, his tongue indicating he wouldn't put up with any of Sara's teasing.
"What if I want to make your business my fucking business?" Sara moved closer, her tits jiggling firmly inside her blouse and bra with each step she took. She couldn't take her eyes off her brother's crotch. He seemed to have a large prick, though Sara doubted it was as big as Victor's enormous cock. Sara could still taste Victor's cum on her tongue. "Take it easy, Bo. I'm your sister. I'm not going to make fun of you."
"What do you want?"
Sara truly intended on telling Bo that she wanted his help in showing the light to their father. But instead, when she spoke, she said, "I want your cock."
"Then go for it," Bo said, nodding his head toward his crotch.
Sara thought, This is ridiculous! First I fuck my own father, then I can't keep my hands off my brother Bo!
Giving the blow-job to Victor had excited Sara, turning her on, making her pussy hot and wet and hungry for a cock. But after she had Victor's cum squirting all over her lovely face, she was left alone. Sara's cunt now simmered with passion.
She didn't give a damn if she and Bo were standing in the garage where someone might very easily see them. Sara didn't care about anything but scratching the itch in her pussy with her brother's bone-hard prick.
At five-foot-six, and with her four-inch spike heels on, Sara was as tall as Bo. She looped her left arm around his shoulders, pushing her body against him as her sensual red lips sought his mouth.
"Kiss me, Bo," Sara whispered, her mouth close to her brother's. "Kiss me hard! I need you to fuck me!"
Bo was not the kind of man to turn down such an opportunity. With his mind reeling from the dizzying effects of first having his little sister ask him to fuck her, then having his older sister asking exactly the same thing-and all in the course of an hour-Bo was confused... and horny!
Sara brought her mouth to Bo's and kissed him, opening her lips a little. She was rewarded with Bo's tongue. Sara sucked lustily on it, twirling her tongue against his in an erotic dance. She pulled Bo close to herself, pressing her big tits against his chest. Her right hand moved quickly to his crotch where she found his cock, hard and ready, waiting for her. Squeezing his prick, Sara sighed softly. This was going to be better than she had hoped for. Sara could tell it instinctively.
"Ohhhhh!" Sara purred when the kiss finally ended.
Bo slipped a hand around Sara's waist. He squeezed his older sister's ass, his fingers massaging the taut moons of silken flesh. Through her skirt and panties, he felt the warmth of her body. His cock, long and thick, throbbed hotly as she rubbed it through his jeans.
"Beautiful... you're beautiful," Bo whispered, then pushed on the back of Sara's head, indicating he wanted her to suck his cock.
Sara was not in the mood to deny Bo anything. She worked quickly to unbuckle his belt, unsnap and unzip his jeans, and push them down to the tops of his thick, muscular thighs. When she did this, she discovered that Bo wasn't wearing any underwear. His cock, all eight turgid, masculine inches of it, was as hard as steel.
Sara bent over. She did not want to kneel on the hard concrete floor. Her left hand slipped up naturally between Bo's thighs to cup his balls. Her right hand encircled the mighty shaft of Bo's prick.
"It's so thick," Sara purred, her warm breath passing over Bo's cock-head, making the turgid pole pulsate in her fist. "I love it."
Sara planted her shimmering red lips on the tip of Bo's cock-head. She flicked her tongue against his piss-hole and the prick jerked again.
It was like a snake ready to strike. Sara could hardly wait to feel the prick spreading her cunt-lips and rubbing against her clit.
"In your mouth!" Bo hissed, too turned on and needy to be patient with Sara. He pushed against the back of Sara's head, forcing her down, mashing his prick-tip against the blonde's butter-soft lips.
The cock-head forced Sara's jaws to open wide. When Sara's lips slipped over the rim of Bo's cock-head, she tightened her lips securely around the shaft. Her tongue went into motion. She moved it with the sure ease and knowledge of a woman who had sucked many cocks in her lips.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Sara cooed, her cheeks hollowed in as she drew a suction on the cock-head.
Bo pushed his fingers into Sara's satiny blonde hair. He forced her head down farther, cramming more of his red-hot cock into her mouth. When he felt his prick-tip strike against the opening of her throat, he stopped pushing. Though he was as horny as he could ever remember being, Bo didn't want to be brutal with Sara.
Sara spread her feet farther apart, remaining bent over as she gave Bo the blow-job. He held his cock to the back of her mouth and she chewed lusciously on the shaft with her lips. Her nipples were burning, tingling buds of flesh that poked into her lace bra and silk blouse.
Sara slurped, struggling a little now to keep her jaws open so long. Bo's cock was very thick. Sara adored Bo's prick, worshipping it with her lips and tongue, bathing it in warm sahva, sucking passionately on it.
Sara released Bo's balls and cock. She hiked up her skirt and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her bikini panties. Without ever taking Bo's cock out of her mouth, Sara pulled the panties past the sweeping curve of her womanly hips, down over her garter belt and silk stockings until her panties were stretched tightly across her thighs.
Bo knew that Sara was far more interested in getting her pussy filled with his cock than having her mouth stuffed with it. Though he would have loved to mouth-fuck Sara until he blasted his sizzling wad of creamy cum down her throat, fucking her would be better. And he wanted this to be exciting for Sara. Perhaps another time, Bo told himself, he would drive his cock into his stunning older sister's luscious mouth until he came. This time he would fuck her.
"You're hot, baby," Bo whispered, pulling lightly but insistently on Sara's hair, forcing her head up so that his cock slipped out of the warm embrace of her mouth with a popping sound. "Turn around. I'm going to fuck you from behind."
Though it was not the most comfortable of situations-Sara wasn't going to complain. Her cunt was burning with desire. The pink cunt-lips were slick with pussy-juice. Sara's pussy-hairs had droplets of her liquid moistening them. Pussy-juice was oozing from Sara's cunt freely.
"Fuck me," Sara whispered, standing up and turning her back to Bo. "Please, please fuck me!"
Sara was now oblivious to her surroundings. All she could think about, all that really mattered to her, was getting Bo's bone-hard eight inches of cock-meat into her cunt.
She bent forward again, placing her hands on her thighs just above her knees. Bo raised Sara's skirt until the creamy melons of her ass-cheeks were exposed. He ran his hands over Sara's ass, caressing her smooth flesh, rubbing the black, lacy straps of her garter belt with his thumbs.
"I have got to fuck you," Bo whispered.
"Then do it, damn you! Fuck me!"
Sara closed her eyes. She felt the slick sensation of Bo's cock-head rubbing up and down over the moist lips of her pussy. Her panties, only down to her thighs, were stretched to the point of tearing.
"Ohhhh!" Sara sighed when she felt the tip of Bo's prick slipping between her pink pussy-lips. A moment later she felt Bo's fingers pressing into the flesh of her hips, holding her tightly.
Looking down, Bo watched the invasion of his cock into Sara's hot, tight cunt. He pushed into her slowly, seeing the cunt-lips puckering inward as he forced more of his thick, club-like cock into her pussy. Sara's ass-cheeks were spread apart a little more than they had been earlier now that he had his cock in her pussy.
"Tight! Nice and tight!"
Sara couldn't speak. Her fingernails were digging into her thighs as she gripped her legs.
Bo didn't push all of his cock into his sister's cunt on the first invasion. He pulled back until the ridge of his cock-head slipped out between her cunt-lips, then paused a moment, heightening the desire between himself and Sara. Then, when he knew she was just about to beg him for it, he crammed his cock into the tight sheath of her cunt once again, plowing into her harder this time. His hips collided with Sara's rounded ass-cheeks and all of his cock was engulfed in the warmth and wetness of Sara's pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Sara moaned.
Having Bo's prick spreading her tingling cunt-lips was heavenly. Each time he pushed into her cunt or withdrew his cock, the rigid shaft of his prick glided over her red-hot clit, spreading the flames of her raging heat, pushing her closer to an orgasm that Sara knew would be explosive in its intensity.
Bo held securely onto Sara's hips. He pumped his cock in and out of her cunt, his powerful body moving with smooth precision to fuck his prick into her pussy. His balls, hanging down between his thighs, rolled back and forth, as he fucked Sara. The cum was churning inside Bo's balls. Each thrust of his prick into her cunt heightened his pleasure and brought him one stroke closer to cumming.
Sara's tits quivered beneath her, nearly spilling out of the cups of her bra as she got fucked standing up. Her legs were trembling and her knees felt weak.
"Ohhhh! Bo, this feels so good!" Sara cooed wantonly. "Your cock makes me feel soooooo good!"
Sara tried to control her ragged breathing, but Bo was skewering her cunt with his magnificent prick and each second made her body hotter and more excited.
"Fuck me... fuck... fuck... I want your cum," Sara whispered.
The slapping sound of Bo's hips striking against Sara's ass-cheeks pleased the woman. Hot pussy-juice trickled from her stretching cunt-lips down the insides of her thighs. Her tits, jiggling back and forth, rubbed against the inside of her bra, causing tingles to spread from her nipples throughout her entire body.
"I love the way you fuck me," Sara said. "Fuck me always! Fuck me anywhere, anytime! Fuck me, brother! Fuck me!"
Under less erotic circumstances, Sara would not talk so bluntly. But now, with eight fiery inches of cock-meat crammed into her cunt, stretching her pussy-lips wide apart, Sara could only think about how much she wanted this kind of encounter to happen again.
Bo's handsome, bearded face was set in a hard, determined expression. He didn't want to cum yet. Fucking his prick into Sara's sizzling cunt was like cramming his cock into a hot, tight oven. He wanted this to last forever. But there was no way he could continue to fuck Sara without cumming. Her cunt was squeezing his cock, massaging and kneading it.
Driving his prick into Sara's cunt, Bo pulled her back, forcing Sara to get impaled on the length of his cock. Each time he stuffed all of his prick into her pussy, his balls continued their forward movement, slapping against Sara's cunt-hair. His balls felt like they weighed a ton and were the size of basketballs. Bo would erupt like a volcano going off, and he knew it.
"I'm going to cum!" Bo hissed, his face displaying the intensity of his pleasure as he struggled to hold his cum back for just a couple of more strokes. "Ohhhh! Sara, you're going to make me cum! Your cunt is so tight!"
"D-Don't cum in me," Sara stammered. She, too, was on the brink of orgasm. "Cum on my ass! I want to feel your cum on-" Sara wanted to finish the sentence, but she couldn't. At that moment, with frightening speed, she reached the peak of pleasure. Her orgasm started with the force of dynamite. She tossed her head up, her fingernails gouging into the flesh of her thighs as her clit exploded. Pussy-juice trickled between her cunt-lips and Bo's pistoning, impaling cock.
Gurgling sounds came from Sara's throat as she tried to remain quiet while the convulsions of her orgasm ripped through her voluptuous body. Again and again her cunt contracted around Bo's charging cock, massaging the entire length of his prick as he fucked her with harsh, furious strokes.
Bo couldn't take another second of Sara's cunt. Gritting his teeth to keep from screaming out in pleasure, he jerked his hips back far enough to get his cock out of Sara's pussy. His prick-tip had hardly slipped out between Sara's cunt-lips when the cum gushed from his balls.
"Grrrrr!" Bo growled as his spurting wad jetted from his huge, hairy, swinging balls.
Bo pushed at Sara, his cock sliding up through the tight, satin-smooth valley of her ass-cheeks. The first jet of cum sailed almost straight up, arcing through the air. And after that, the cum spat from Bo's piss-hole to land on Sara's ass-cheeks. He fucked his cock between her cheeks, keeping his cock-shaft trapped between his own body and Sara's.
Sara could feel the cum raining down upon her. The cum clinging to the milky moons of her ass-cheeks was hot and sticky, just the way Sara loved it to be.
When the last of his cum had finally been emptied from his balls, Bo sighed and stepped away from Sara. His prick had lost some of its hardness, but it was still very long and stiff.
"Damn it, sister, that was incredible," Bo said wearily.
Sara reached for her brother's motorcycle.
She needed it to help support herself. She allowed her skirt to fall down over her ass-cheeks, then half sat on the seat of the big, black Honda.
"Come here," Sara whispered.
Bo took a step forward. Sara reached out and with her fingertips raised the head of her brother's cock. A sticky drop of cum, like a pearl, glistened at the tip of his cock, at the piss-hole.
"I'll clean your cock with my tongue," Sara said.
She licked the head of the cock that had fucked her into such an amazing, satisfying orgasm. And when the cock was clean of all cum, Sara sat back and looked at Bo.
"There's something I want to talk to you about," Sara said, her body still tingling all over. "It's about Daddy and that bitch he married."
"Yeah, I know what you're going to say," Bo said quickly. "You're going to tell me he's not thinking straight and that Rhonda Jo isn't really in love with him. Right?"
"Then you agree with me?"
"No. But I want to fuck you again," Bo said, his dark eyes twinkling lustily.
Sara wanted to argue with her brother. She really wanted his help in showing Victor the truth about their stepmother. But knowing that she had cum on her blouse and skirt and knowing that anyone who would see it would know instantly what she'd done forced her to abandon her argument.
"We'll talk later," Sara said, kissing her brother hghtly on the lips. "Right now I think it's best that I change clothes."
As Sara walked back into the house, she could feel the cum sticking to her ass-cheeks and her bikini panties.
Being very careful to remain unseen by anyone in the house, Sara made it to her bedroom. As she began stripping off her clothes, she wondered what adventures would be hers for the rest of the day.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ginger was completely out of sorts. Since Bo had licked her cunt until she came, she couldn't think about anything but how fantastic it had felt to have his tongue spreading her pussy-lips and working over her clit. She knew now why boys her own age just didn't do enough for her to really turn her on. They just didn't have the skill, experience and expertise to make her go completely out of her mind with lust.
But Bo could make her feel that way. He could look at her with those dark-brown eyes of his and Ginger got butterflies in her stomach. He had the power, Ginger now knew.
Ginger just couldn't get her brother out of her mind.
Damn that Sara! Ginger thought as she walked through the back door of her home into the kitchen area. If Sara hadn't shown up, Ginger wouldn't be a virgin now. She would have Bo's big, hard prick stuffed into her cunt and she would finally have the answer that had been eluding her for so long.
But what was equally true was that if Sara hadn't come along when she did, if she'd arrived just a few minutes later, she would have caught Ginger with her older brother.
The thought of that made Ginger shiver with fear. Ginger didn't even want to think about the consequences of fucking her own brother. No doubt, Victor would go right out of his mind.
In her bedroom Ginger tried to sort out her thoughts. She had to do something. Her young, trim, sexy body was still tingling from head to foot from the magnificent tongue-fucking she'd gotten from Bo. Lying on her bed and closing her eyes, Ginger could still feel Bo's tongue gliding between the pink lips of her sweet, juicy cunt. She could feel his tongue's tip swirling around her red-hot clit, teasing her, tantalizing her, turning her on until she could only moan with supreme pleasure.
Ginger looked in the mirror in her bedroom. She had to talk to someone about her problem. But who? The person she usually brought her problems to was her father. Could she tell her own father that older men turned her on? That she was so tired of being a virgin she could scream? That if she didn't get a cock in her cunt very, very soon she would go right out of her mind?
Victor looked at his daughter and leaned back in his chair. It was a nice surprise to see Ginger coming to his office at Victor's Nightclub. Especially during the day, when it wasn't so busy and all he really had to concentrate on was a little paperwork.
But did Ginger have to dress like that? Victor wondered. She had on a blue sequined evening dress that was cut extremely low in back, almost to her ass in a scooping U-shape. The hem was cut very high, showing off much of the teenager's thighs, which were encased in black textured stockings.
"There's something important I have to say to you," Ginger said, sitting in the chair that faced her father's desk. "I don't know who else I can come to."
Victor's face took on a serious, concerned expression. "Ginger, you're my daughter, you know you can come to me with anything. And you should know by now that I'll help any way I possibly can."
In ten minutes Victor's colossal prick was pulsating inside his slacks, his heart was pounding furiously, and he couldn't take his eyes off his young, attractive, absurdly erotic teenaged daughter.
"I know this sounds pretty crazy," Ginger said, unable to look up into her father's face, afraid of what she might see there. "It's just that... well, Daddy, it's just that I'm so horny I can't stand it. I've got to do something! Would you rather I come to you with... a problem like this rather than wait until tonight and find some guy in the nightclub?"
The logic of it, in Victor's lust-fogged brain, made sense. It took every ounce of willpower Victor possessed to not run around his desk, toss his beautiful daughter on the couch, and fuck her brains out.
It was as if Ginger could read her father's mind. She got up from her chair and walked over to the long leather couch in her father's office. Ginger sat down, then leaned to the side, high-heeled shoe on the floor of the office, the other up on the couch.
"Teach me, Daddy," Ginger whispered, leaning sideways, propped up on one elbow. Her minidress was pulled up above the tops of her black stockings. "Wouldn't you love to be your own daughter's first?"
Victor got up slowly from his chair and stepped around his desk. His crotch was at face-level to his daughter. He shook his head, as if amazed at what was happening.
"If I'm going to help you, Ginger, you've got to do something for me."
Ginger watched, thoroughly fascinated, as Victor tugged down the zipper of his gray pinstriped slacks. He reached inside the slacks and pulled out the biggest cock Ginger had ever seen in her limited experience.
"Suck my cock," Victor said, his voice finally taking on its usual commanding authority. "Have you ever given a blow-job before?"
Ginger looked up at her father and shook her head. Victor smiled down at her and, holding his enormous prick by the base of the shaft, pushed the fingers of his right hand through the blonde hair at the top of his teenaged daughter's head. He twisted his finger into her hair and pulled her toward him, pushing his cock-head against her red, shining lips.
Ginger closed her eyes when the tip of Victor's cock touched her lips. She could feel the heat of the prick-tip. Victor pushed his prick at her but Ginger prevented the thick, conical knob of flesh from entering her mouth.
"Suck it," Victor said.
Ginger wanted to experiment first. She was nervous, her palms sweaty and her pussy getting moist with anticipation. Ginger didn't want to be rushed into anything.
Victor rubbed his cock-head from side to side over Ginger's mouth. Some of her lipstick smeared off her mouth onto his cock-head, leaving the tip of it red. When Ginger finally opened her lips, she took just the very tip of the cock into her mouth. Her tongue flicked across Victor's piss-hole and his thighs tensed up. She heard his sudden inhalation and Ginger knew that she was really getting to him, even if she wasn't very sure of what she was supposed to do.
"Ohhhhh! Lick it!" Victor instructed. "Lick my cock!"
Ginger, still on her side with her legs spread shghtly apart and her panty-clad pussy nearly exposed, was in no mood to refuse Victor anything. She pushed her tongue out between her lips and began licking slow, tantalizing, ever-widening circles around the very tip of Victor's cock-head.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger cooed softly, delighting in the taste of Victor's prick. The cock was extremely thick, nearly as thick as Ginger's own wrist.
Victor again pushed his prick at Ginger's mouth. And once again Ginger kept him from entering, this time by turning her face aside. The head of Victor's prick pushed past her lips, rubbing against her cheek. Ginger turned her face toward the hard, throbbing cock and opened her lips wide. Keeping her teeth sheathed with her lips, Ginger nibbled on the fiery shaft of Victor's prick.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Victor sighed.
Ginger stuck her tongue out, curling it around the underside of Victor's prick. When Victor began pumping his hips, Ginger stayed motionless, allowing him to shde his cock between her lips and over her tongue.
"Mrnmmmmmm!" Ginger sighed, her blunt nipples hungry for attention. Pussy-juice was oozing into her cunt, making her tight bikini panties stick to her cunt-lips. Her clit was erect, burning with desire.
"Ohhhh! Ginger, I could rub my cock all over your beautiful face," Victor whispered. "Yesssss! Oh, yesss! I could do that to you."
"I love the taste of your cock," Ginger purred, her lips touching Victor's prick as she spoke. "But it's so big. And I'm a virgin, Daddy. Will it hurt?"
"I'll be careful, precious. I'll be very, very careful."
Ginger put a hand on her father's body, pushing him back. The shaft of his throbbing prick shd against her cheek. When his cock-head was at her mouth, Ginger opened her ruby-red lips wide. The invitation couldn't be missed. Groaning softly, amazed at what was happening to him and what he was doing to his own teenaged daughter, Victor watched with glazed eyes as the head of his turgid prick pushed into the young girl's hot, moist mouth.
Having a cock in her mouth wasn't as Ginger had thought it would be. It was better than she had hoped for. To feel her own father's enormous, meaty prick throbbing against her tongue, filling her moist warm mouth... it was all just so erotic that Ginger's head was spinning with lusty desires.
"Mmmmmmft!" the teenager slurped, sucking passionately on the jaw-stretching pole of cock-meat that jutted out from her father's body. She instinctively drew a firm vacuum on the prick, dancing her tongue against the hard meat while her lips kept a secure seal around the turgid cock.
"I've got to fuck you," Victor said, pushing Ginger back. His gargantuan prick withdrew from Ginger's mouth with a moist, slurping sound.
Ginger started to take off her minidress, but Victor stopped her.
"You'd better not," he said. "Just in case someone needs something. I'd love to be naked with you, but this isn't the time and it isn't the place for that."
Ginger was not in the mood to argue. She would put up with anything as long as she could get Victor's thick, hard cock pushing between her cunt-lips.
"I don't know if I can take a cock that big in me," Ginger whispered. "It's just so big!"
"Trust me," Victor said reassuringly as he curled his fingers under Ginger's knee and placed her legs together. "I won't hurt you. This is going to be beautiful."
Victor pushed the blue sequined minidress up to Ginger's waist. Seeing her with her thigh-high stockings and those skimpy lacy panties was enough to make his prick jerk.
He pulled Ginger's panties down her legs slowly, as though he was unwrapping a precious gift. Her pussy didn't have a lot of hair around it, and Victor liked that. Ginger's pink cunt-lips were moist with her own juices. She was ready for him, he could tell. Even if she was a little afraid because of the size of his prick, she was ready for him.
Victor eased Ginger's black panties past her high-heeled shoes. He dropped the bikinis on the floor near the couch.
"Let me see your tits," Victor whispered, his tone husky with lust.
Ginger pushed open the neckline of her mini-dress farther. She was able to push the garment beneath her small, firm tits without taking the minidress off. The areolas were brown, small, circular. Her nipples were hard, aching for a mouth to suck on them.
"Take me," Ginger cooed softly, forcing herself to speak the words that so frightened her. "I want to feel your cock inside me."
Victor took the time to open his slacks and push them down to his ankles. Then he was on top of his beautiful blonde daughter, his mouth covering hers, kissing her demandingly. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, curling around her own tongue, exploring. As he kissed Ginger, he held his throbbing prick by the heavily veined shaft, rubbing his fat, spongy cock-head up and down over the lips of her cunt.
"It's going to be beautiful," Victor said.
Ginger felt the prick-tip pushing against her cunt. At first she didn't think she could ever fit a cock the size of Victor's into her tight little pussy. But then she felt a shiver go through her and a moment later her cunt seemed to loosen up, as though inviting Victor to push harder. The cock-head shpped into Ginger's cunt, stretching her pussy-lips farther than they ever had before.
"Awwww!" Ginger gasped. It hurt to have her father's cock in her cunt, but she was so wet and ready the pain was minimal.
"Just relax," Victor whispered, his lips against Ginger's as he spoke. "If you relax everything will feel just magnificent."
Ginger tried to do as Victor instructed. To her amazement, the wrist-thick cock began pushing deeper and deeper into her cunt, rubbing against her clit.
"All the way," Ginger cooed. "Push it all the way in me, even if it hurts."
Being with her father was better than with Bo, Ginger decided. Ginger got turned on by older men, the older the better. And if that man happened to be her own handsome, salt-and-pepper-haired, distinguished-looking father... that was even better still!
Victor put more pressure behind his cock. Ginger gasped. Her cunt-lips stretched tightly around the enormously thick shaft of his cock. She tried to relax and then, quite suddenly, almost all of Victor's colossal column of cock-meat drove into her hot, tight, wet cunt.
"Awwwww!" Victor groaned, feeling his daughter's young, virgin pussy tightening around his invading prick. She had the tightest cunt in the world, Victor declared, even before he had skewered her full-length with his torrid prick.
"Ohhhhh! Yessss! Keep pushing! Keep fucking me!" Ginger purred, determined to follow this through to a successful climax. She had waited so long for this to happen that she wouldn't back out now, no matter what happened.
Victor withdrew his cock, pulling it slowly between Ginger's pink, burning cunt-lips. Ginger groaned. Her cunt felt gloriously abused in a way that it never had before. When Victor shoved his gigantic prick into her again, it nearly took the breath from her lungs.
"All of it!" Ginger urged.
She heard Victor grunt with exertion and a moment later felt his hot, hairy balls slap into the tight, creamy crevice of her ass-cheeks. She had taken all of his cock into her cunt!
"Fuck me!" Ginger hissed softly, more determined than ever.
By the time Victor had reamed out her cunt with five long, smooth strokes of his prick, the pain was just a distant memory. By the time he had fucked his cock into her another five times, the horny teenager was squirming beneath him, humping her ass off the sofa to meet his downward thrusts, craving every hard, meaty inch of his cock.
"You're so tight," Victor whispered.
Ginger wanted to shp her arms around his neck to hold him close as he fucked her, but with her mini dress pulled down to her elbows, she couldn't. Ginger's cheek was against her father's and she could smell the mascuhne aroma of his cologne, and that was enough to please her. The smell of the cologne excited Ginger, but not nearly as much as the pulsating cock crammed into her tight cunt did.
"Ohhhh! Baby, you really turn me on," Victor whispered, driving his red-hot prick to the hilt into Ginger's pussy. He pushed a hand between their bodies and cupped one of her luscious, hard-nippled tits. Pinching the nipple made Ginger squirm beneath him, exciting him even more.
For Ginger, every touch spread the fire of lust that burned in her soul. Having Victor's experienced, expert fingers manipulating her lust-hardened nipple, pinching and twisting the nub, added to all the other exquisite sensations that were going through her. And his cock, so long and thick, was stretching her cunt-lips and gliding against her clit in such a way that insured Ginger would have an earth-shaking orgasm.
And then it hit her. Just like that. Without any warning, Ginger's eyes suddenly burst open wide and there was momentary fear... and then her juice began gushing from her overfilled cunt. The slick pussy-juice oozed between her cunt-lips and Victor's fiery prick to trickle down into the crack of her ass, moistening her tight asshole.
"Cum, baby! Cum!" Victor said, feeling Ginger's cunt contracting around his charging cock as he fucked it into her.
Ginger said nothing as she came. She didn't make a sound. She held her breath almost to the very end. Then, during the last spasms of the most powerful climax she'd ever had, Ginger let out a long, wailing sigh of total fulfillment.
"Fuck me," Ginger whispered when she was finally able to formulate words. "Cum inside my pussy. I want you to. I want to feel you cumming!"
Victor mashed his mouth down upon Ginger's. His torso jerked up and down at a furious pace. The man's large, hairy nut sac slapped loudly into the now-moist cleavage of Ginger's ass-cheeks.
Burying his tongue deep into Ginger's mouth, he gouged a path to the depths of her cunt. Victor's balls were pressed against Ginger's flesh as they exploded.
"Uh! Uh!" Victor grunted, French kissing Ginger's soft lips hard as his cum flooded her sweet pussy. He pummeled her, fucking his red-hot prick with long, almost vicious strokes, stabbing ah of his cock into her pussy as his cum flooded the tight hole.
When Victor finished cumming, he dropped down upon Ginger, his chest flattening her firm, hard-nippled tits against her chest. In her ear he whispered, "That was the hottest I can ever remember it being. And I'd love to stay here all day and fuck you, but I really do have work to do. And there is no telling when someone is going to come barging in here needing me."
Ginger giggled softly. She still had her father's cock in her cunt and it felt good to feel his prick slowly getting soft between her pussy-lips.
"I suppose it wouldn't look too good to get caught fucking my own daughter, would it?" 'Victor laughed, kissing his teenaged daughter's succulent mouth softly, and then rolled off her, uncorking his cock from the velvety depths of her pussy.
CHAPTER FIVE
For three days Sara had avoided Victor and Bo as much as possible. She hadn't been able to look them in the eyes. And each night she had dreams, vivid, erotic dreams, recalling the intense pleasure she'd known to have her tongue swirling around a massive prick prick and looking up to see her own father's handsome face.
But still something was missing. Sara's orgasm when Bo fucked her was powerful, all-consuming. But Sara knew that it could get better still.
Reclining on her bed, Sara ht a cigarette and blew a thin cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. Her cunt was hot and hungry. She hadn't been fucked since Bo crammed his bone-hard, thick prick into her pussy. And Sara couldn't remember a time when she'd gone more than two days without getting laid. She had many, many lovers. Many men she saw regularly who fucked her. And though she was horny as hell, the idea of searching out one of her studs to fuck him just didn't have the appeal it normally did.
But what could she do? t t t Victor put his hand on Bo's shoulder and shook his head a little, stunned at what was happening. He received a half-smile from Bo. Looking down, he watched Sara's red lips traveling down the shaft of his prick.
"Mmmmmm!" Sara purred, sliding her tongue along the underside of Victor's enormous, mouth-filling prick. She tightened her lips around the shaft, careful not to scrape her teethe, against the rigid cock-meat.
As Sara nodded her head slowly back and forth, taking Victor's prick deep into her mouth, she worked her hand along the throbbing length of Bo's prick. Sara could feel the cock pulsing against her tongue, twitching from the oral caresses that had made Victor's prick grow to its full, jaw-stretching size.
"Ohhhh! That's right! Suck that cock!" Victor said, watching Sara's lips working on his prick. He could already feel the cum simmering in his huge balls, though Sara had only been giving him the blow-job for a little while.
She took the prick into her mouth until her father's cock-head, large and mushroom-shaped, pushed against her tonsils. Sara knew that she could not deep-throat Victor no matter how much she wanted to. Taking a cock down her throat wasn't something she could do, especially not with a mammoth prick like the one that sprouted from Victor's loins. She loved sucking cock, took the greatest pleasure in wrapping her lips around a man's prick and sucking on him until he squirmed in ecstasy and shot out his slick jets of cum. But giving a deep-throat blow-job was something that Sara had never learned to do, even though she'd tried countless times.
"Mmmmmmft!" Sara slurped, pulling back until only the very tip of Victor's prick-tip was still between her lips.
Sara flicked her tongue across the piss-hole with side-to-side swipes, licking off a salty drop of pre-cum that had formed there. She savored the taste of Victor's pre-cum, swirling the drop around in her mouth with her tongue until it was completely dissolved.
"Come on, Sara, don't forget about me," Bo said, his hips working in a circular motion as he stood at the edge of his older sister's bed, his prick filling her small hand. "I need a little of that fantastic blow-job action myself."
Though Sara wanted to keep sucking on Victor's prick, she knew that Bo needed the pleasure she could provide, too. Sara filled her mouth with Victor's prick, chewing with her soft lips down the shaft until the cock-head threatened to enter her throat. Then she pulled back quickly, allowing the cock head to slip out of her mouth with a moist slurping sound.
"I love your cock, Dad," Sara said, looking up into Victor's eyes. "It's so big!"
Bo pushed his prick through Sara's small fist, shoving his cock at her face. Sara chuckled softly and kissed Bo's piss-hole.
"I love your cock, too," she said, her eyes glazed as she stared at his cock-head.
"Then suck on it. Come on, Sara, show me some blow-job action.
Sara held the cock tightly, squeezing it by the base. Sticking her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could, she licked Bo's piss-hole for a moment, then began working her tongue all over his enormous cock-head. The meaty, mascuhne taste of her brother's prick made pussy-juice ooze more freely to her pink, tingling cunt-lips.
"Mmmmm!" the foxy blonde moaned dramatically, letting Victor and Bo know exactly how much she enjoyed having two hard cocks to satisfy her oral cravings with.
As she sucked Bo's cock to the back of her mouth, Sara thought back to how this entire erotic scene had gotten started. She had been in her bedroom, fully clothed, about to hunt down one of her studs. She desperately needed to get fucked. Then, just as she was leaving, she bumped into Victor and Bo on their way to Victor's Nightclub. Before she really understood what she was doing, she had their zippers down and their cocks out. Shortly after that, Sara was sitting on the edge of her bed taking turns sucking on the two cocks.
"Mmmmmm!" Sara crooned lustily, leaning forward to accept more of Bo's prick into her mouth.
With his cock in her hand, Victor looked down at Sara's lovely face, now distorted with the club-like cock filling her mouth. From his vantage point he could see down her blouse, into the creamy valley of her cleavage. He watched the way Sara's tits wiggled and jiggled inside her bra as she bobbed her face over Bo's prick.
"You've got the most beautiful tits," Victor whispered, his tone a little hoarse from the tension sizzling in his veins. "I could fuck them."
Sara allowed Bo's prick to come out of her mouth. She stroked her fists over both hard cocks, keeping them hard, massaging the saliva into the meat.
"Do you want to fuck my tits?" Sara asked her father. She held the two cock-heads very close to each other as she spoke. "Is that what you'd like to do to me?"
"Among other things."
"What other things?"
Sara was so horny she couldn't stand it. Juice was drooling from her cunt. Her clit seemed so hot that Sara was quite certain it would burn a hole in her bikinis if she didn't take them off soon. It really turned her on to have a hot-blooded man like her father tell her what he wanted to do to her.
"What do you want to do?" Sara asked of Bo.
He smiled lewdly. "I want to shove my cock up your ass. I want to ass-fuck my own sister 'til she screams!"
Sara shivered and shook her head. "Don't do that. You're too thick for me," she said, her tone very serious. "I couldn't take you up my ass without hurting."
"Then I'll fuck you 'til you can't walk!"
Sara didn't say anything. She simply turned her attention back to the cocks in her hands and started sucking on them, working her lips over Victor's prick, then over Bo's, keeping them both extremely hot and on the verge of cumming.
When Victor reached down, slipping his hand inside his daughter's blouse, Sara thought she would cry from happiness. The touch of his strong, experienced fingers against her flesh was electrifying. When he cupped her tit, rubbing the edge of his thumb over her nipple, she writhed blissfully on the edge of the bed.
As she nibbled on Victor's enormous prick, Sara rubbed Bo's cock-head against her hollowed cheek. A thick, white drop of pre-cum was smeared off his piss-hole onto Sara's cheek. Sara could feel the pre-cum on her skin, smell it. She purred with pleasure and wondered if Bo would want to shoot his entire load of cum onto her beautiful face. Getting a facial cum-shower was something that Sara really enjoyed. It was a special treat for her to watch the cum gushing from a man's piss-hole.
"Get those damn clothes off," Bo said suddenly. "I can't wait any longer to fuck you!"
Sara was enjoying every second of the experience. Victor and Bo almost attacked her in their haste to get her clothes off. They nearly tore the buttons of her blouse, and as Sara was taking that off, Bo was ripping down the zipper of her skirt and pushing it past her hips.
"Easy, guys," Sara said when Victor grabbed a tit and squeezed it hard enough to cause some pain. "I'm not going to run away. You'll both be more satisfied than you ever thought possible."
Rather than taking the time to remove her bra, Victor simply pushed the cups beneath Sara's succulent tits. Bo jerked her panties down until they were at her ankles, then Sara helped her brother take them past her heeled shoes. When at last her perfect body was revealed to them, Victor and Bo just stared hungrily at her.
"I'm all yours," Sara whispered, sitting back on the bed, then sliding over to the middle. "Come and take me. Daddy... brother Bo... come and pleasure yourselves!"
Bo was too impatient to even take off his clothes. With his faded jeans down to his knees, he jumped on Sara, covering her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue between her lips. His fiery prick was trapped between their bodies, a long, hard lump of cock-meat that pressed against Sara's stomach.
"Fuck me!" Sara whispered when the tongue-twisting kiss finally ended. "Shove your cock in me, Bo!"
Sara got her wish. Bo raised his hips and his enormous, bullet-shaped cock-head seemed to seek the entrance of her cunt instinctively. He pushed the crown of his prick against her cunt-lips and the moist, pink petals separated. With a little more downward pressure, Bo buried almost all of his turgid cock into Sara's tight, juicy cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" he sighed, pumping his hips up and down, engulfing the full length of his prick into Sara now. When he slammed down upon her, his balls slapped loudly against Sara's sweetly curved ass-cheeks.
Victor, more patient that Bo, watched what was happening on the bed as he slowly stripped off his own clothes. He was in no hurry, though his massive prick was engorged as completely as it ever had been. He knew that Sara wouldn't leave until she had satisfied his every desire.
"Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes!" Sara chanted as Bo pummelled her into the bed, driving his cock furiously into her tight cunt. "Fuck me! That's right! Fuck me hard! I won't break!"
Sara shpped her hands down from Bo's back to his naked ass-cheeks. She scratched his taut, muscled flesh with her long fingernails as he pumped his prick into her. Her tits were being crushed by his chest, the erect nipples tingling powerfully, fanning the flames of her burning desire.
"Move over," Victor said, getting on the bed. "You can't have her all to yourself."
Sara heard what Victor had said, but it didn't seem like Bo had. He was too busy screwing his cock into Sara's juicy pussy, slamming his crotch down against hers to fuck his cock to the hilt into her cunt.
"Slow down a little, darling," Sara whispered, pushing her fingers into Bo's hair. "Let Victor get in on this."
At least Bo's intense concentration was broken. He bhnked his eyes several times and looked at Victor, giving him a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"You can fuck her," Bo said to Victor, pushing himself up. "I want a little more of her mouth action."
Sara was more than happy to oblige such a request. She allowed Victor to turn her onto her side, her big tits now resting one atop the other. From behind Victor guided his monstrous prick to Sara's pussy and began reaming her with it.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh!" Sara purred, shivering with delight as the mammoth cock pushed deep into her cunt, spreading her pussy-lips and filling her juicy cunt. She could feel the shaft of Victor's prick rubbing against her clit, turning her on more with each stroke. "Fuck me, Victor! Fuck me with your hu-" Sara's sentence could not be completed. Bo, on his knees near her head, had thrust his jaw-stretching prick into her mouth, cramming his cock between her lips until his cock-head pushed against her tonsils.
"Suck me! Suck my cock!" Bo hissed, hooking his hand around Sara's neck to hold her head up at the angle he wanted her.
Sara shivered on the bed as hands roamed: freely over her body. Victor continued to screw his prick deep into her cunt, filling her pussy with his hard meat. And as he fucked her, Bo was pistoning his hips to face-fuck her.
"Eat it! Eat my cock!" Bo hissed, plowing his prick between Sara's lips. When his cock-head slammed against the back of her mouth, Sara's head snapped back and she sputtered a little, nearly choking on his fiery, fat prick.
They went at her with an intensity that was nearly savage, and Sara loved every second of it. Having two cocks pushing into her body, spreading her cunt-lips wide apart and filling her mouth, was what she needed.
It was having two cocks at once that Sara had craved, had searched for, though she hadn't really realized it until now. Bo's fiery prick driving into her mouth hard and fast while Victor's enormous cock reamed out her pussy was sheer, unbridled dehght. It was the secret fantasy that Sara had had, but never realized it until now.
"Mmmmmft!" Sara slurped, trying to keep sucking on Bo's cock was it pistoned with ever-increasing speed into her mouth. He was fucking his prick between her lips hard, and Sara could taste the pre-cum drooling from his huge prick. She wondered how long he could last before he squirted his wad to cum out.
Victor worked his hips back and forth, fucking the enormous length of his rigid cock into the tight, massaging sheath of Sara's pussy. He fucked her slowly, with precision, working his prick without any hurry so that he could feel every erotic squeeze and sensation that her pussy provided. When he pushed all of his prick into her cunt, his body was tight against the smooth curve of Sara's ass-cheeks. Victor reached around her hips and touched the tip of his middle finger to Sara's clit and she moaned while sucking on Bo's prick.
"You like that, don't you?" Victor said a bit tauntingly, knowing the effect he was having on Sara. "You like fucking and sucking at the same time. Damn, I never realized you were such a nymphomaniac!"
Sara couldn't-give Victor any answer other than to wiggle her hips a little as he withdrew his turgid cock from her cunt. She certainly couldn't speak to Victor because Bo was face^ fucking her harder with each second, and it was. all Sara could do to keep from gagging whenever his mushroom-shaped prick-tip smashed against the opening of her throat.
"Eat my cock! Blow me, Sara! Suck my cum out!"
Sara was struggling now, fighting to keep from choking on Bo's prick. Sometimes she couldn't take it and her body reacted harshly to having a plum-sized cock-head striking hard against the back of her mouth. Other times Sara was able to turn her face slightly so that the cock-head pushed against the inside of her cheek, swelling her face out massively but not threatening to drive down her throat.
Her tits jiggled in their fullness, the nipples hard and erect as she simultaneously got fucked and face-fucked. Victor was screwing his prick into her from behind, increasing the pressure of Victor's prick rubbing against her clit, the friction making slick juice ooze to her tingling cunt-lips.
"Take it a bit easier, Bo," Victor said when Sara choked on the cock that came charging into her mouth. "You don't want to hurt her, do you?"
"Of course not," Bo said, shaking his head to clear it. "I just got a little carried away, that's all."
Bo pulled his cock out of Sara's mouth. She breathed deeply, gulping in air to refresh herself. Her eyes were glassy from a combination of lust and from the continual pounding of Bo's cock-head.
Sara pushed Bo's hand away from her neck. When she was released, she dropped heavily to the bed, her succulent tits sloshing about. She felt ravaged... and she liked the feeling.
"Come... come up here, both of you," Sara said weakly. "I want you to cum on my face and tits while I finger myself off."
Victor and Bo knelt near the headboard, their cocks hovering over Sara's beautiful face. On her back, she spread her legs wide apart. With her left hand she spread her cunt-lips a little. Her right hand was busy pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy while she flicked her thumb against her red-hot clit.
"Ohhhhh!" the beautiful blonde sighed, feeling the tingles in her stomach getting stronger with each second. She knew it wouldn't be long before she came. She couldn't finger-fuck herself that fast and not cum, especially while looking up at the two big cocks that would soon be gushing out creamy white cum.
"Stroke yourselves," Sara whispered. "I want to watch you cum, feel you cumming all over me."
Victor and Bo, both obviously a little shocked at the incredible lustiness of Sara, hesitated at first, then complied with her request.
"You're incredible," Victor whispered to his daughter, stroking on his enormous cock, pointing the prick-tip down toward Sara's face. "I've known a lot of women in my hfe, but none as horny as you."
Sara stared with glassy eyes at the two cocks just above her face. Her right hand was a blur between her wide-spread thighs.
"Awwwww!" Bo suddenly groaned.
The cum erupted from his balls like lava from a volcano. The first powerful blast shot from his piss-hole and hit his sister in the forehead, splashing into her glossy blonde hair and across one temple. As he pounded furiously on his cock, he grabbed Sara's tit and pinched the nippie hard. That was all the extra stimulation Sara needed to cum.
"I'm cumming!" Sara squealed, watching the cum gushing out of her brother's cock as her pussy-juice splashed over her invading fingers, trickling down the crack of her ass to moisten her asshole.
More milky cum exploded from Bo's overheated balls. A thick river of cum sailed down into Sara's open mouth, some of the hquid splattering over her red lips and onto her chin. She rolled her tongue around her mouth as more cum struck the underside of her tongue.
Sara's voluptuous body went through spasms on the bed as she finger-fucked herself into a bone-jarring orgasm. She raised her ass off the bed as she stared at Bo's enormous, taut prick-tip. Another eruption of salty cum jetted from his piss-hole, hitting her on the cheekbone.
"Cum! Cum on meeeee!" the horny woman wailed.
Bo was still shooting his cum out when Victor reached the pinnacle of pleasure. He pointed his long, throbbing cock at Sara's face and watched as his cum spewed from his prick, leaving a^ gooey white line of cum across the bridge of Sara's nose, running from one side of her face to the other.
Sara saw the second blast of her father's jism head for her eyes. She closed them just in time as a hot, syrup-hke blast of cum struck her.
"Yesssss! Cum on meeee! Cum on my face, Daddy!"
The smell of the cum, the taste and feel of it on her face and in her mouth, added to the force of Sara's chmax. She trembled on the bed as the twin cocks spurted their heavy load of cum onto her. Cum dribbled down the sides of her face. She felt blasts squirting into her hair. Though Bo was pinching and twisting her nipple painfully hard, she loved the feel of his fingers on her flesh.
When Bo and Victor finally finished giving Sara the cum-shower, her face was coated with cum. She withdrew the fingers from her cunt and touched her face tentatively, keeping her eyes shut.
"I can't beheve how much you two came," she murmured softly, smearing some of the cum around her face. "It was heavenly. Sheer ecstasy!"
Bo got off the bed and pulled his jeans up. He tucked his cock gingerly inside his slacks and then zipped them. Seeing his older sister, who was so extraordinarily beautiful, with his cum-and his father's cum-all over her face was one of the strangest, and most exciting things he'd ever seen.
"Tonight this is going to happen again," Bo said, watching the gorgeous blonde as she massaged cum into her big, firm tits. "We've got to fuck again tonight, sister. That's ah there is to it."
Sara nodded, remaining on the bed as her father and brother left her.
At last Sara understood what she had been missing. She knew now that her strongest orgasm came when she had two cocks to pleasure herself with. She loved being the middle of a threesome.
After several minutes Sara finally pushed herself into a sitting position. She stripped off her garter belt, nylons and bra and then put on her robe. She needed a shower, though she enjoyed the feel of her father's and brother's cum on her face ana tits.
CHAPTER SIX
Ginger was ready for some kind of action. She wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for, but she needed to have something exciting happen. No longer was she content to fool around with the young boys her own age. They didn't turn her on with their clumsy, groping hands and their sloppy kisses. Ginger wanted men with experience.
That was what drew Ginger to her father's office on that bright, sunny afternoon. She hadn't spoken much to him since he had spread her legs and taken her virginity. For some reason, Victor seemed to be avoiding his beautiful teenaged daughter.
Ginger knocked on the door softly, glancing around to make sure that nobody was watching her go into his private office at Victor's Nightclub.
"Come in," she heard him say.
The moment Ginger walked through the door, Victor's heart started pounding. Dressed casually in tight-fitting denim slacks and a light cotton blouse, Ginger's sensual, trim body was on display in a way that wasn't obvious, yet that turned Victor on with the force of a hurricane.
"Good afternoon, Daddy," Ginger said happily, wishing she didn't feel so nervous. "I thought I'd come here and see how you were doing."
Victor smiled and leaned back in his chair, pushing himself away from his desk a little. "This is a pleasant surprise. I wasn't expecting you."
"You don't mind that I came, do you?" _ "No, of course not. I just wasn't expecting you, that's all."
Suddenly Ginger felt the need to ask the question that had been burning in her for a couple days. "Daddy, have you been avoiding me? You're not angry with me for... what we did the other day, are you?"
Victor shook his head. He couldn't look at Ginger. Every time he looked at her he wanted to fuck her. And those thoughts, he figured, he shouldn't have. At least not toward his own young daughter.
Ginger, afraid that Victor really was angry with her, moved quickly around the desk. She took the arm of his chair and turned him so that he faced her. She got down on her knees in front of him, her beautiful emerald-green eyes shining with sincerity.
"Please don't be angry, Daddy. We didn't do anything wrong." Ginger had her hands on his thighs as she looked up at him. The more Victor avoided meeting eyes with her, the more concerned Ginger got. "I don't want you to be angry. I only wanted to be happy. I wanted you to be happy. I just wanted us to feel good."
Victor still wouldn't look at Ginger, and she was getting more nervous by the second. Her small hands pushed up Victor's thighs, shding over his linen trousers.
"Can't you see that I'll do anything to make you happy? Can't you see that?"
Ginger's fingers shpped lightly over the soft lump of cock-meat Victor had trapped inside his slacks. At the first touch of her fingers to Victor's prick, his cock started to grow, stretching inside his slacks, getting longer and harder. Ginger squeezed the shaft of the prick and felt the power of it as it grew. She could feel the heat of her father's cock, and that made her own cunt hot and juicy, pussy-juice oozing to the petals of her cunt.
"I'll do anything... anything to make you happy," Ginger whispered, her tone heavy with passion now.
Victor couldn't move, couldn't speak as his teenaged daughter unzipped his slacks. She pushed her small hand inside the opening and her white, nervous fingers curled around his prick's shaft. It took a little work, but Ginger quickly pulled Victor's enormous prick out of his slacks.
"It's so big," Ginger cooed sultrily, working her hand up and down on the shaft. "It's so big and beautiful!"
Ginger moved closer to Victor, until her tits were nearly touching his wide-spread thighs. The enormous crown of Victor's prick was very close to her mouth now. When she inhaled, Ginger could smell the musky, mascuhne aroma of her father's prick.
"I love everything about your cock," she purred. "I love the way it feels. I love the taste of it. I love how it grows and grows. And I love it because it's mine, all mine."
Ginger brought her lips to Victor's cock-head and kissed it. The cock leaped in her hand, growing to its full length and girth. It was absolutely huge.
"I love sucking your cock, Daddy!" Ginger purred, her lips nuzzling the prick-tip as she spoke. "I love giving you blow-jobs!"
Ginger allowed the tip of her tongue to shp out between her lips. She licked the shtted piss-hole of Victor's cock. Then, slowly, she began i licking the entire cock-head, not stopping until the taut, throbbing head of Victor's prick was glistening with a fine coating of her saliva.
"I could suck on your cock for hours and never get enough of it."
Ginger pushed her face down, allowing the conical cock-head to force her jaws apart. When her lips shpped over the rim of Victor's cock-head, she tightened them around the shaft. Her tongue went into motion on the clefted underside of the cock-head as it pulsed and throbbed hotly in her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger cooed.
She started to bob up and down, dragging her soft sensual lips over the cock-head. Ginger couldn't fit much of the cock into her mouth before the prick-tip was pushing against the back of her throat. She could tell that her father wanted her to take more of his raging cock into her mouth, but she doubted that she could force his prick-tip any farther. The spongy, bullet-shaped cock-head was simply too large for Ginger to take it that deep into her mouth and throat.
Her small nipples had grown erect and were tingling. As she sucked on the enormous cock,: Ginger's tits jiggled softly inside the light cotton blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, and the movement of her tits inside the blouse caused the nipples to rub against the fabric, spreading the glowing warmth of lust throughout her body. Between her legs, her pussy was burning with desire, pussy-juice causing her bikini panties to stick umcomfortably to the opening of her cunt.
Ginger worked her lips on the cock. She nibbled on the thick shaft, using her lips to squeeze tightly around the meat, then softly, alternating the pressure to increase the pleasure. Her slick, pink tongue was sometimes curling around the cock-pole, sometimes playing with the cock-head and toying with her father's piss-hole.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger moaned, letting Victor know how much she appreciated the opportunity to give him a blow-job.
Ginger held the shaft in her right hand. It took a while, but she soon learned to simultaneously give Victor a hand-job while she sucked him, working her hand and mouth in unison on the cock to provide the maximum amount of satisfaction. Twisting her body a little to the side, she rubbed one tit against Victor's knee and felt a fresh wave of pussy-juice go to her cunt-lips.
Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, Ginger decided to find out if she could swallow Victor's cock. Though it seemed impossible that such a long, hard cock could fit in her throat, she had to at least try to do it.
"Suck me deep, girl," Victor whispered.
It was as though her could read her mind, and that pleased Ginger. Victor was experienced, she could tell. Ginger was determined to give him the best blow-job he'd ever had in his entire hfe.
Ginger took the cock almost completely out of her mouth. She flicked her tongue from side to side over the piss-hole for a moment, then began swallowing Victor's prick. When the cock-head was against the back of her mouth, Ginger forced her throat to relax... then she began chewing down the shaft of his prick, opening her jaws wide, forcing the cock to drive down her virgin throat.
"Awwwwwww!" Victor groaned when he felt his cock-head sliding down Ginger s throat.
Ginger's slender throat bulged out with the thickness of Victor's enormous cock stuffing it. Though her throat felt like it was being bruised from the meaty invasion, Ginger didn't stop, she wanted-needed-to swallow every last inch of Victor's magnificent cock.
"Take it! Take it all!" Victor hissed, his knuckles white as he squeezed the arms of his leather swivel chair.
Ginger had almost all of Victor's prick in her mouth and throat. Only a couple of inches kept her from deep-throating every turgid inch of his cock. But she couldn't do it. Suddenly Ginger started to sputter and she tossed her head up, withdrawing the cock from her tortured throat.
She tried to keep sucking on the cock, but Ginger needed a rest. She sadly allowed the cock to shp out of her mouth. Without looking up at her father, Ginger turned her face to the side and began licking and nibbling on his meaty shaft.
"Mmmmmmm!" Ginger purred, raising and lowering her face, licking the cock to make it pulse with desire. "I love the taste of your cock."
Ginger took her time, waiting until her throat didn't feel quite so abused. Then, more determined than ever, she licked her way up to the prick-tip and sucked the fleshy knob into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she drew a spine-tingling suction on the rubbery crown of cock-meat.
"That's it! Suck my cock! Ohhhhhh!"
Ginger bobbed up and down, dragging her lips over the ridge of Victor's cock-head, filling her mouth with his prick-tip while her hand rolled up and down over the mighty shaft. The simultaneous hand-job and blow-job was much too much pleasure for Victor to take. Suddenly he felt the fire in his balls turn into an inferno.
"Awwwww!" Victor groaned, his hands flying from the arms of his chair. He laced his fingers together behind Ginger's head, forcing her face down, piercing her lovely face with his cock.
The fat, plum-sized cock-head smashed against the back of Ginger's mouth. Then began pushing down her neck. Her throat swelled out as the awesome cock bore deeper into her, stabbing down her gullet. She had a little more than half of the colossal prick in her mouth and throat when Victor's balls exploded.
"I'm cumming!" Victor hissed.
Ginger could feel the cock bucking and jerking in her throat, the balls gushing out their torrents of rich cum, spewing Victor's was down her throat. She tried to swallow as best she could, fighting to keep from choking, wanting only to drink down every last drop of Victor's hot cream.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Victor moaned, his wad of cum detonating from his enormous balls to race through the length of his cock and flood Ginger's burning throat.
Ginger's eyes were squeezed tightly shut. She struggled on the cock that stuffed her throat, could feel it bucking between her lips.
It wasn't until the last of his cum had trickled from his piss-hole that Victor finally released the pressure against the back of Ginger's head. When he did, she threw her head up, uncorking his torturous prick from her throat.
Ginger squeezed the cock from the back up toward the tip and managed to work a few final drops of salty cum out. She licked the cum off, delighting in it's pungent, salty taste.
"Mmmmmmm!" Ginger cooed. "That's what I wanted from you. Did that make you happy?"
Victor smiled weakly. "Yes, very, very happy."
Victor watched as his teenaged daughter, so young, beautiful and blonde, walked out of his office with a saucy, confident ass-swaying stride. He couldn't wait to shove his cock into her cunt and fuck her again. The pleasure of fucking his own daughter was too much for him to avoid... especially since he knew she wanted his cock as much as he wanted her luscious, trim, young body!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sara cradled Ginger in her arms as they lay in Sara's bed. Sara had her back against the headboard, holding Ginger's head in her lap, idly stroking her hair.
"It's nice that we can have these talks," Sara said, looking down through the cleavage of her tits into Ginger's face. "We should have them more often."
"I think so, too," Ginger replied. The teenager had been confused after ah the changes that had happened in her hfe recently and she wanted to talk with her older sister. It always made her feel better when she talked with Sara. "I hope you don't mind me unloading all this emotional stuff on you."
Sara hugged Ginger's head a little tighter, feeling the warmth of the girl's cheek against her stomach through the sheer fabric of her baby-doll nightie.
"Don't be silly! You can tell me anything. You know that." Sara cleared her throat, trying to ignore the lusty feelings that had suddenly started to make her cunt tingle. "So you finally lost your virginity. That's okay. It's fine. I just hope he was a nice boy, one you really like."
Ginger looked up at Sara, then at her older sister's big tits. Sometimes Ginger was a little jealous of Sara's exquisite, big, round tits. They were so perfectly shaped, and Ginger knew that the guys really found Sara a sexy woman.
"Yes, I really care about him." Ginger decided it would be best if she didn't tell her older sister that she had been fucking their father.
"But your nervous about it, aren't you?"
"Yes." Ginger nodded. The warmth of Sara's naked thighs against the back of her head was passing through her young body. Though she'd never been with a woman before, Ginger was wondering now what it would be like. "I get nervous, but I can't control myself. I just need to have it, but I don't want to get... well, used. You know what I mean."
"Of course I do," Sara said reassuringly. "Men can be real bastards at times. But trust me when I tell you this, little sister. Women aren't that way." Sara smoothed a blonde lock of hair away from Ginger's cheek. "Men can be brutish. Rough and harsh when they make love. But women are always soft, tender and satisfying."
"Really?" The conversation was tickling Ginger's curiosity. "Is it really that way with women."
Sara watched her own hand move. It was as if the hand wasn't even her own as it plucked loose the three knotted lace bows that held together the tops of her baby-doll nightie. Very slowly she pulled the pale-blue silk and lace away from her tits, exposing the creamy, hard-nippled mounds ot succulent flesh. Sara's tits hung just above Ginger's face.
"Trust me on this," Sara whispered. "It's beautiful to be with another woman. Let me teach you what it is like, show you how beautiful it can be."
Sara almost came when she pulled Ginger's head up, turned it, then fed her own tit into Ginger's mouth. She watched, her clit tingling madly, as Ginger opened her mouth and sucked in much of the pale-brown areola and the nub-like nipple.
"Ohhhhhh!" Sara sighed, hugging Ginger's face tighter into her tit. The warmth and moisture of Ginger's mouth surrounding her nipple was electrifying, spreading a delicious heat throughout Sara's supple, voluptuous body. "Suck on my tits! Suck my nipples, precious!"
Ginger couldn't believe what she was doing. She flicked her tongue against Sara's hard, nub-by nipple. The taste of feminine flesh was exhilarating, making Ginger's cunt hot and wet.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger purred, baring her teeth to lightly nip at her sister's hard nipple.
She twisted onto her side, spreading her knees apart just in case Sara wanted to go for her pussy. Ginger didn't want anything to get in the way of the pleasure that she was now sharing with Sara.
Sara saw Ginger spread her slender legs apart. An invitation like that was not something that Sara could ignore, especially not when she loved to eat pussy as much as she did. And, to make it even more erotic, there was something especially exciting about being with someone for the first time.
Bending shghtly to her left, keeping her tit firmly tucked into Ginger's mouth, Sara placed her hand lightly on Ginger's pussy-mound. The heat of Ginger's pussy was felt immediately through her panties. Sara rubbed her fingers over the sht and soon saw the moist hne of Ginger's cunt-lips showing in the panties.
"You're wet," Sara whispered, her tone quivering as wild passion burned in her heart. "I've got to touch you."
Sara pushed her hand inside Ginger's panties. iHer fingers shpped through the short, curly hair .offiGinger's pussy, then reached the hot, pink petals of the cunt. Tentatively, Sara inserted the tip of her middle finger between the cunt-lips. She felt the pussy-lips tighten around her fingertip.
"Ohhhhh! You want me to finger-fuck you, don't you?"
"Um-hum," the teenager mumbled, not taking her mouth away from Sara's succulent tit. Opening her jaws as wide as possible, Ginger gulped the sweet tit-flesh into her mouth, sucking hungrily on the tit as she felt Sara's finger moving back and forth between her cunt-lips, slipping a little deeper into her pussy with each invasion.
Sara shoved her finger into the cunt until her palm was pressing against the curly pussy-hair of Ginger's mound. She shivered on the bed, enjoying the way that Ginger's tongue slithered around her nipple. Whenever Ginger bit her nipple, doing it lightly and eroticahy, Sara felt fresh pussy-juice ooze to the entrance of her own hot cunt.
"I want to eat your cunt," Sara said suddenly. She twisted beneath Ginger, sliding her legs out from under Ginger's head without pulling ! her nipple from her lips. Standing at the edge of the bed, bent over to keep her tit in Ginger's mouth as long as possible, her finger stuffed full-length in Ginger's cunt. "I need to feel your cunt-lips around my tongue!"
Ginger was a little confused about what was happening, but she wasn't in any mood to complain. So far, everything that Sara had told her had turned into a supremely pleasurable experience. To be sucking on Sara's tits was erotic; to have Sara's tongue pushing into her cunt would be absolutely heavenly!
Ginger was on her back, sucking lustily on Sara's tit. Leaning over at the waist, Sara kept her tit in Ginger's mouth as she shpped her panties past the succulent curves of her hips, pushing the skimpy garment down her tapered thighs.
"My pussy is so hot for you," Sara whispered. She squirmed out of her top without ever taking her tit from her little sister's mouth. "I've got to eat your cunt! I must taste your pussy-juice!"
Sara put her knee on the bed, crawling above Ginger. Her big tits rubbed against Ginger's body, the nipple being pulled from Ginger's lips with a slurping sound. With both knees now at the very edge of the bed, Sara's pussy was directly above Ginger's face.
"I need my mouth on your cunt!" Sara hissed frantically.
She pushed Ginger's panties down her legs, nearly ripping them from Ginger's trim hips. Sara practically threw her face between Ginger's spread thighs. She felt the smoothness of Ginger's flesh against her cheeks as her mouth touched the slick, pink lips of the teenager's cunt.
"Awwwwww!" Ginger gasped as a stiffened tongue pushed between her cunt-lips, driving into her pussy. Her eyes were closed, but she could smeel the musky fragrance of her older sister's pussy very close to her face.
Sara shoved her tongue deep into the sweet cunt, slurping up the hot, clear pussy-juice that oozed out. Tasting Ginger's juice caused pussy-juice to well up in her own cunt. Though Sara was dying for the sensation of having her kid sister's tongue in her cunt, she wasn't ready yet to force the issue.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Sara moaned, dragging her tongue through the cleavage of Ginger's cunt-lips. She licked the cunt-lips, nibbling lightly on them. When she reached the tiny, hardened clit at the top of Ginger's pussy, Sara licked circles around the bud.
Ginger gasped, squirming on the bed as her clit was toyed with by Sara's experienced tongue. She opened her eyes and saw Sara's pussy so close to her face. Ginger hadn't licked a cunt before, and the thought of shoving her tongue into another woman's pussy wasn't one that she accepted without reservation.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" Ginger sighed, her body burning with blazing passion.
To have her older sister's tongue pushing into her cunt, licking at her pussy-lips, swirling around her clit... it was all so erotic, she s tiivered on the bed, her hands at her sides, her knees spread wide apart to avail her cunt to Sara's probing tongue.
Sara felt the cunt-lips tighten around her ongue. She sensed that Ginger would come soon. The pussy-juice was trickling from her cunt faster now.
"Cum, Ginger!" Sara urged her teenaged sister. "Don't worry about me! I want to taste your cum! Cum on my tongue!"
Ginger couldn't hold her cum back even if she tried. With Sara's tongue rubbing against her clit in a rasping motion, Ginger arched her back and came.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Ginger squealed as her juice flooded from her cunt, washing over Sara's lips, cheeks and tongue.
Though she tried hard, Sara couldn't suck up all the juice as it burst from Ginger's cunt. The cum flooded her mouth and made her cheeks moist.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Sara cooed, sucked on the cunt-lips as the hot fluid blasted against her lips and chin.
When Ginger's orgasm was over, Sara rolled away from her.
"Listen, darling," Sara whispered, cradling Ginger's head in her lap again. "You didn't eat my pussy this time, but next time you will. Fair is fair, darling. I'll let you be selfish this time, but next time I want your face between my legs."
Ginger nodded. "Don't worry, Sara. I will."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ginger smiled as she looked at Victor. He wanted her and she knew it. She could see it in the way he couldn't heep his eyes from roaming over her hthe body. She could tell he was horny for her by the way that he fidgeted behind his desk, clearing his throat often and keeping his crotch hidden from her. Ginger was quite certain her father had a hard-on inside his slacks that he was trying to keep her from seeing.
"Want to go for a walk with me?" Ginger asked teasingly, knowing that Victor had to refuse the request.
"No, not right now. I've got too much work to do."
"Want to fuck me then?"
Victor looked up from his papers, his eyes wide with shock. "You have a pretty dirty mouth, young lady!"
Ginger nodded, her jade-green eyes blazing with lust. "That's right. A dirty mouth and a dirty mind... and a body that's just dying to be shown some dirty pleasure."
Ginger leaned back on the leather sofa in her father's office, spreading her legs a little more. Her right hand went to her pussy and she touched herself through her tight-fitting jeans. The contact of fingers against her cunt-lips made her sigh softly.
"Ohhhhh! Can't you see that we should have some fun? You really don't need to work, do you?"
Victor was battling with himself. He knew he should work, but looking at Ginger made him want to just fuck and fuck and forget about everything else. Slowly, shaking his head in anger over his own helplessness, he rose from his chair and walked around his desk.
"Okay, Ginger, I'll fuck you," Victor said. Ginger was rubbing her fingers over her pussy faster now, more intently. Her cunt was ready for Victor's big cock. "I'll fuck you till you can't stop cumming."
Ginger reached for Victor's crotch when he got close enough, but he caught her wrists, preventing her from jerking his zipper down.
Victor slipped down on the sofa next to his young, blonde daughter. One strong arm went quickly around her shoulders, pulling her close. His right hand went to Ginger's tits, squeezing the small, firm, luscious mounds through her blouse. She was not wearing a bra to encase her tits, and that excited her father.
"You're beautiful," Victor said a moment before he took Ginger's mouth with his own. He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue between her lips, entwining his tongue with her own. And as Victor kissed Ginger, her pinched her nipples hard, working the bud: into inflamed, tingling nubs of flesh that i\ -ead the fires of lust throughout Ginger's b" - y. "I can't help myself when I'm with you."
Ginger shivered with passion as her father kissed her again. His hand went from her tits down to her pussy. She felt the snap of her jeans come unfastened, then her zipper being pulled slowly down. His hand moved expertly. Trembling, moaning with lust, Ginger sucked hungrily on Victor's tongue, dancing her tongue against his, giving herself freely to him.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger moaned, reaching between Victor's legs. She found his cock, big and solid already, and fondled it through his slacks.
When her zipper was down, Ginger raised her ass briefly allowing Victor to work her jeans past the curves of hips. A moment later her bikini panties were also pushed down to her knees. Victor's fingertips scratched softly against the curly hair of her cunt, then touched her pussy-lips. They were soft, warm and wet with pussy-juice. Victor worked a fingertip gently between the folds of his teenaged daughter's cunt and she purred softly with satisfaction, kissing him deeply, pushing her tongue into his mouth.
"I want you so much, Daddy," Ginger whispered as the finger pushed deeper into her cunt, gliding against her red-hot clit. "I want to feel your cock inside me."
With a shaky hand Ginger unbuckled Victor's belt, tugged down his zipper, and brought his enormous cock out. Her fingers curled around the hot, rigid shaft. Ginger wanted to suck on her father's cock, but she didn't want to stop kissing him to do it. Instead, she continued French kissing him, playing her tongue against his while he finger-fucked her and she gave him a tantalizing hand-job.
"On the floor," Victor hissed, his lips touching Ginger's as he spoke. "I'm going to fuck you right on the floor!"
Ginger allowed Victor to guide her onto the floor and a moment later she was on her hands and knees, her jeans down to her knees, the golden, velvety soft moons of her ass ready for Victor's hard cock.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Ginger purred. "Shove your cock in me!"
Victor was on his knees behind Ginger. He ran a hand over Ginger's ass-cheeks, loving the smoothness of her flesh against his fingertips; With his right hand he guided the crown of hs cock to her cunt-lips. He especially loved fucking doggie-style.
"Give me your-awwwwwww!"
The hot, turgid cock rammed against Ginger's cunt-lips. After a moment Ginger's pussy opened up for Victor's cock and he watched as the prick-tip pushed into her receptive, hthe cunt. The warmth of Ginger's cunt was exhilarating, the tightness of her pussy making the cum simmer in his enormous, hairy balls.
"I could fuck you forever!" Victor hissed, pumping his hips to drive more of his colassal prick into Ginger's cunt.
Ginger couldn't speak. She could hardly breathe. Having Victor's fat, throbbing, bone-hard prick driving into her cunt and sliding against her clit was so unbelievably erotic it was impossible for her to do anything but accept the wild thrills. Her head hung down, satiny hair tickling her cheeks as she shook her hips from side to side, assisting the powerful invasion of cock-meat into her cunt.
Victor held tightly onto Ginger's lean hips. Looking down, he watched the fat shaft of his cock spreading her ass-cheeks a little farther apart. As he pushed his prick into his daughter's slick, tight cunt, he could feel her pussy muscles squeezing around his cock.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Victor groaned, his balls burning with passion. "Your cunt is so tight! So goddamn tight!"
This time when Victor pushed his prick into Ginger's sweet pussy, he didn't stop until he had all of his cock buried inside her cunt. Holding her firmly against him, he rubbed his body against her ass-cheeks, loving the way every inch of his cock was being massaged by the smooth, slick inner walls of Ginger's pussy.
Ginger rested her head in her crossed arms, her sweet ass up in the air for her father to fuck. As he drove his cock smoothly into her tight cunt, Ginger could feel all the different blissful sensations of having her pussy filled with his colossal prick. Even the rim of his enormous cock-head seemed somehow especially pleasurable as it slipped out between her cunt-lips, then plowed back into her turgid cunt.
"Fuck me!" Ginger whispered. "Ohhhhhh! I love it when you fuck me! Daddy, you have the most wonderful cock in the whole fucking world!"
Victor fucked her with long, smooth strokes, pistoning his hips without any hurry, knowing that she wouldn't leave until she'd completely satisfied all his lusts. Each time he had all of his prick engulfed in the wet warmth of her succulent cunt, his balls burned just a little hotter. He especially enjoyed rubbing his body against her taut ass-cheeks.
Victor shoved his cock into Ginger's pussy and paused a moment, letting himself savor the erotic sensations that coursed through his body. He could feel Ginger's pussy muscles squeezing his awesome rod of cock-meat. His balls were tingling, the cum simmering inside the huge, hairy orbs. He knew he would cum especially hard when he finally pulled the trigger and shot his wad into Ginger's sweet cunt.
"Damn you! I get so excited when I'm with you," Victor whispered.
He reached under Ginger's trim body, pushing her blouse up to get to her tits. When he reached them, he caught the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Pinching, twisting and pulling gently on Ginger's nipples, he started pistoning his hips again, fucking Ginger while he worked over her firm, hard-nippled tits.
"I don't want you screwing anybody else," Victor said, driving his cock into Ginger's pussy to emphasize the point. "Do you hear me? I'm going to be the only one to fuck your hot little cunt! Only you own daddy is going to fuck you!"
"Yesssss! Oh, yesssss! Only you can fuck me, Daddy!" Ginger agreed quickly. "Nobody could ever fuck me the way you do! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy, please!"
Victor pulled on Ginger's tits and she straightened up. She leaned back against Victor, her head resting on his shoulder as his fingers kneaded the succulent curves of her tits. He moved his hips, sliding his cock up into her juicy cunt.
"Cum inside me," Ginger purred softly, reaching around to scratch her long fingernails against the taut flesh of Victor's ass-cheeks. "I want to feel your cum spurting inside my cunt. I want to hear you shooting your wad in my pussy."
Victor pushed against Ginger's back, forcing her down. Holding her by her trim hips, Victor began fucking her with long, hard, determined strokes, slamming his body against her ass-cheeks. Each time he reamed out Ginger's cunt with his cock, his balls, burning with pent-up cum, slapped against her pussy-hair.
"I... can't... take... much... more!" Victor groaned.
Ginger closed her eyes. She rocked slowly back and forth, forcing herself back to impale her overheating cunt onto Victor's charging cock. The powerful, masculine pole of meat drove deep into her pussy, spreading the slick inner walls, filling her cunt completely. The prick, shpping between her cunt-lips, rubbed against her red-hot clit.
Ginger was the first to cum. She tried to hold herself back until Victor came, but the pleasure she felt at having his cock plundering her juicy cunt was too much for her to take. Her glistening lips opened but no sound came out as her stomach convulsed and her pussy squeezed tightly around the invading cock.
Pussy-juice, slick and clear, gushed from Ginger's cock-filled cunt. She squirmed, her svelte body twisting and churning as Victor slammed his body against her ass-cheeks, plowing his cock to the hilt into her cunt.
Victor could feel his daughter cumming around his cock. Even though she didn't make a sound, he could feel her juice making his balls warm and wet. The little added bit of satisfaction pushed Victor over the edge of ecstasy. Burying his cock into her hot pussy, he came with a surge of white, creamy cum, his wad splattering against Ginger's womb, flooding her tiny cunt.
"Awwwwww! Uh! Uh!" Victor could feel his daughter cumming around his cock. Even though she didn't make a sound, he could feel her juice making his balls warm and wet. That little added bit of satisfaction pushed Victor over the edge of ecstasy. Burying his cock into her hot pussy, he came with a surge of white, creamy cum, his wad splattering against Ginger's womb, flooding her tiny cunt.
"Awwwwww! Uh! Uh!" Victor grunted, his hips flying to and fro as he fucked Ginger's I milking pussy with furious strokes of his cock.
He reamed Ginger's cunt, his body slapping against her warm ass-cheeks, jerking her back against him as he stabbed his cock into her cunt. Again and again his balls exploded, sending a thick river of milky cum racing through the long tube of his cock to spit from his piss-hole into his daughter's pussy.
Ginger thought that Victor was never going to stop cumming. Shivering, her body completely drained of juice, she could no longer hold herself up. Her arms shook briefly, then she fell to the floor. She didn't have an ounce of energy left after cumming around Victor's invading prick.
"Ohhhhhh!" Victor sighed, allowing Ginger's pussy muscles to squeeze the final drops of his orgasm from the shank of his prick.
When Victor released his hold on Ginger's hips, she tumbled to the floor. He paused a moment to look at her, savoring the erotic picture presented to him. With her jeans and panties down to her knees and her blouse pushed up above her tits, she looked thoroughly ravaged. He placed a hand hghtly on Ginger's ass, his fingertips sliding from one cheek to the other.
"I don't think I'll ever get enough of you," Victor said through an exhausted sigh as he got slowly to his feet. He adjusted his slacks and tucked his shirt back in. "Ginger, I nevei thought anyone could excite me the way you do."
With her cheek against the carpet, Ginger smiled wearily. Those were exactly the words she wanted to hear from Victor.
CHAPTER NINE
"That selfish little bitch!" Bo hissed. "You ate her pussy until she came and so did I, and she didn't get either of us off in return. That selfish cunt!"
"Um-hum," Sara mumbled, her mouth filled with Bo's thick, rigid prick.
Sara was leaning sideways in the front seat of Bo's car, nodding her head up and down to gobble lustily on his delicious cock. She had just told him the story of how she'd seduced Ginger.
"I ate her pussy in the garage," Bo explained. "That's why I had that hard-on when you came in. When we heard you coming, she spht. And that fuckin' Ginger hasn't come to me since! She promised she'd fuck me!"
Bo looked down. All he could see was Sara's blonde hair, bobbing up and down. Her butter-soft lips were traveling along the shaft and head of his prick. He reached under Sara's body and cupped a tit through her blouse and bra. Sara had the most spectacular tits in the entire world, Bo figured. He pinched the nipple softly and she squirmed a little, sucking his cock into her mouth until the cock-head was pushing against .the back of her throat.
Bo's prick was extremely thick. As Sara pushed her lips over the enormous cock-head, she had to keep her jaws as wide apart as possible, the side of the prick flattening her tongue to the bottom of her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" Sara moaned, feeling Bo's cock-head throbbing against her tonsils. She would have liked another cock ramming into her cunt, spreading her pussy-lips wide apart. There was nothing better, Sara concluded, than having two cocks at the same time.
"Well I'll be a son of a bitch!" Bo said, seeing Ginger walking across the parking lot, apparently headed for home. "There's Ginger!"
This time Sara raised her head, withdrawing the jaw-gaping prick from her lips' tender embrace. Sitting upright in her brother's car, she ran the tip of her tongue around her mouth, savoring the aftertaste of where his prick had been.
"I wonder what she'd doing here," Sara murmured softly. "She must have gone to see Daddy."
"Think she's fucking him?"
Sara shrugged her shoulders, sending her tits jiggling briefly. "I doubt it. She doesn't seem the type to fuck her own father."
"Yeah. I suppose you're right. She's too fuckin' selfish to do something like that." Bo's handsome, bearded face creased into a wolfish smile. "Hey, let's take the little bitch. Huh? That bitch has had it pretty good with both of us and she hasn't done a damn thing for us."
This time it was Sara's turn to smile wolfishly. She nodded her head. "I'm with you, brother.
But where can we do it?"
We can figure that out later."
Bo was out of the car a moment later, his prick still hard, sticking out the fly of his jeans as he crossed the parking lot, heading toward his little sister, determined that she would suck his cock and fuck him until he shot his wad.
Ginger heard them coming. The moment she looked at Bo and Sara, she knew she was in trouble. Ginger stood frozen in place, knowing they were going to take her, knowing, too, that whatever they did to her she probably had coming.
"You selfish little bitch!" Bo hissed, his cock leading the way as he stepped up to little sister. "You've kept your sweet little ass as far away from me as possible!"
Ginger started to move to her left, away from Bo. When she did this Sara moved quickly, cutting off her escape route.
"You don't understand," Ginger said. "I was going to see you again. Really I was."
It was hard for Ginger to keep her eyes off her brother's prick. She couldn't beheve that he would be walking around outside with his bonei hard, club-like cock sticking out of his jeans. And Sara, in a red silk blouse with a knee-length white skirt, had the appearance of being businesslike, but when Ginger looked into her eyes all she saw was blazing lust and anger.
"Sara, honestly, I was going to see you, too."
"You're a liar," Sara said. It surprised her that she was enjoying this so much. "Come on, Bo, let's bring her to the car."
"Don't! Please don't!" Ginger hissed as Bo grabbed her by one arm. Sara took Ginger by the other arm and helped drag the frightened teenager across the parking lot.
Ginger struggled the whole way as Sara and Bo pulled and dragged her to the car. Ginger was thrown "bodily into the back seat and even before she had the time to sit up Bo was in with her, grabbing her by the hair, forcing her head to his crotch.
"Sara, drive this goddamn car!" he hissed. Then, to Ginger, he spat, "And you start suckin' my cock this instant! Understand, slut? I want your lips on my cock now!" " Ginger squirmed in the back seat, her body twisted as Bo held tightly onto her hair. He forced her face down and Ginger made a soft moaning sound of protest as her brother's fat, throbbing cock-head pushed against her lips.
"Suck my cock, damn you!"
Ginger knew she had no choice in the matter. She was going to suck Bo's prick whether she wanted to or not. He was far too strong for her to fight. Besides, she knew that she did, in fact, owe him a powerful, satisfying orgasm.
When Bo plushed against the back of Ginger's head, she allowed the cock-head to force her lips apart. The prick-tip pushed into her mouth, stretching her moist pink lips, filling her mouth. She instantly began swirling her tongue around the cockhead, licking the turgid, pulsating flesh.
Ginger felt the car moving. She had no idea where Sara and Bo were going to take her. She wrapped her hand around the base of Bo's prick, preventing him from trying to jam that club-like cock down her throat.
"Ahhhhh!" Bo moaned, keeping his fingers laced through Ginger's blonde hair. "Blow me, bitch! Suck my cock!"
He could feel Ginger's slithering tongue working along the veined shaft of his cock, licking here and there, making his prick stand up strong and hard as steel. He pulled on her hair, guiding her head up and down, shivering with passion in the back seat of the sedan as Ginger's moist lips nibbled and chewed on his prick.
"Deeper!" Bo hissed, pushing down on Ginger's head.
The enormous, mushroom-shaped cock-head pushed against the opening of Ginger's throat. Ginger squirmed on the seat cushion, twisting around so that she had her knees beneath her. Bo continued to hold her head down, forcing her to keep his bone-hard prick buried deep in her mouth.
Ginger drew a suction on the cock, caving her cheeks in to squeeze the prick as she chewed softly on it with her lips. Though she was unaware of it at first, her cunt was wet and getting wetter with each passing second as she was forced to give Bo the blow-job.
In the front seat, Sara was driving as fast as she dared. She could hardly wait to get her teenaged sister's tongue in her cunt. The slurping sounds of blow-job coming from the back seat had fired up Sara's libido, making her cunt hot, causing her nipples to stand up and tingle delightfully. Checking in the rear-view mirror, Sara saw an expression of absolute pleasure on Bo's face, his eyes closed, as he forced Ginger's mouth up and down over his prick.
Sara pulled off the street onto a gravel road, winding the sedan through the narrow pathway between the trees on either side. She pulled the car to a stop at a spot where she'd been many times before. The sight of the area brought back memories of when Sara was much younger and boyfriends used to take her here to make out in their cars.
Seeing where they were, Bo released his hold on Ginger's hair. He allowed her to sit up in the seat.
"Okay, Ginger, don't try anything stupid." Ginger looked at her strong, handsome brother.
"You don't need to worry about that. I'll be good."
Bo grinned coldly. "That's right. You're going to be very, very good to my cock."
"And to my cunt!" Sara chimed in quickly.
Sara and Bo were out of the car in a hurry. Ginger paused a moment, then followed them. The area was heavily wooded with high grass.
"What's going to happen now?" Ginger asked Sara.
"Darling," Sara purred, "it's time you show your brother and me some satisfaction. I think you can understand what's expected of you. Right?"
Ginger nodded, unable to understand the tingling in the pit of her stomach. She had just recently discovered her fetish for older men. Neither Bo nor Sara fit into that category, but she couldn't deny that this entire encounter was getting to her, making her cunt hot and juicy.
Bo took a blanket from the trunk of the car. He walked a couple feet away to a grassy area and spread the blanket out.
"Over here," Bo said. "Both of you. Come on, hurry up! We've got all day, but I want both of you now. Right fuckin' now!"
CHAPTER TEN
Sara was determined to be the center of attention. She loved having two men at once, so having a beautiful young girl like Ginger with a handsome man like Bo should also make her clit burn with desire, she reasoned.
Kicking off her high-heeled shoes, Sara began stripping out of her clothes as quickly as possible. Even before Ginger and Bo had barely started removing their clothing, Sara was down to her garter belt and nylons, lying on the blanket with her legs spread invitingly apart.
"Hurry up, Ginger," Sara whispered, pinching her nipples, twisting them a little to spread the flames of her lust. "I want your tongue in my cunt."
Ginger sighed softly, looking at Sara's pussy. She had enjoyed having Sara's tongue delving into her own cunt, but could she return the treat?
Bo, sensing Ginger's inner doubts, grabbed her by the hair again.
"Didn't you hear her?" he demanded, giving Ginger's head a little shake. "Start eating pussy, slut!"
"Ouch!" Ginger exclaimed when Bo forced her onto her knees between Sara's legs.
Sara trembled, waiting impatiently for the pleasure she knew would be hers.
"Lick my pussy, darling," Sara cooed. She ran the tip of her tongue around her red lips. "Just do to me what I did to you. Think about what you like having tongued, then do it to me. You'll do just fine."
Ginger lay on the blanket. Her blouse had been discarded and the blanket scratched softly against her itching nipples. She still had on her tight-fitting denim jeans. Sara's moist cunt was just inches from her face.
"I'll try to do my best," Ginger whispered.
She dipped her face down and kissed the lips of Sara's cunt. The moisture on the cunt-lips was warm against her lips. Ginger kissed the entrance of Sara's cunt several times, working up the courage to stick her tongue between the velvety soft folds to search for Sara's erect clit.
The aroma of Sara's cunt, Ginger discovered, was exciting. It was a sign that Sara was turned on by her, and that pleased Ginger in a way she hadn't expected. She squirmed a little on the blanket, forcing her small, firm tits to rub harder against the fabric of the blanket.
"Ohhhhh!" Sara sighed, closing her eyes as she felt Ginger's lips pressing against her pussy. "Please, darling, put your tongue in my cunt."
Bo was stripped completely naked before he got into the action. His fiery, throbbing prick stood out from his body, thick and hard. His cum-filled balls hung low between his muscular thighs.
"Raise your ass," he said, pulling up on the teenager's hips. "I'm taking your pants off."
Ginger complied without reservation. He quickly unfastened Ginger's jeans and jerked them savagely down her legs. Then, grabbing Ginger's panties, he ripped them from her and cast them aside.
"I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
Ginger heard the words and trembled. Bo was in a mood that Ginger had never seen before. He was brutally aroused. She knew with certainty that her brother would fuck her like a madman, driving his turgid cock into the sweet sheath of her cunt like a knife, pummelling her moist cunt-lips with his prick until his molten jets of cum gushed out in a tidal wave of lust.
"Lick her cunt!" Bo demanded. He straddled Ginger's body and bent over, pushing against the back of her head to force her mouth to press hard against Sara's cunt-lips.
Ginger groaned, her nose mashed into the curly hair of Sara's cunt-bush. She thrust her tongue out, driving it between the cunt-lips for the first time. The flavor of pussy-juice was delicious on the young girl's tongue.
"Ahhhhh! Tongue-fuck me, Ginger! That's right! Fuck your tongue into my pussy!"
Sara rolled her head from side to side, swilling in the blinding passion that jolted her body. She pinched her nipples hard, pulling on the fiery nubs. She waved a hand toward her brother, indicating she wanted.him to come closer.
"Suck on my balls," Bo said, straddling Sara's head. He got down on his knees, his ass above her face, his red-hot cock pointing toward the creamy mounds of her tits. "Lick my nuts while Ginger licks your pussy."
Sara was only too happy to comply with Bo's request. When he squatted a little more, his hairy balls hung just above Sara's lovely face. She stuck her tongue out and pushed the balls around with the tip, trembling on the blanket as Ginger's tongue pushed into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" Bo sighed when Sara grabbed his cock and started stroking it as she sucked one of his nuts between her lips.
Sara moaned softly, swirling her tongue around the ball that filled her mouth. She stroked Bo's fiery prick, running her hand up and; down over the meaty shaft.
Ginger trembled on the blanket, dragging her tongue through the petals of Sara's cunt. The taste of pussy-juice was electrifying for Ginger. The more juice that she licked off Sara's pussy, the more Ginger enjoyed it.
"Mmmmmm!" Ginger moaned, then stopped herself. For a reason she didn't entirely understand, Ginger didn't want her older sister and brother to know how much she was enjoying this.
Squatting above Sara's face, Bo put his hands on his thighs and closed his eyes. Sara's hot, wet mouth was working miracles on his balls, licking and sucking the egg-shaped orbs, making the cum boil inside them. Sara's small hand glided back and forth over his prick, giving him a slow, sensual hand-job. He could not see Ginger's tongue pushing into Sara's cunt, but he could hear the slurping sound of a mouth working lusciously on a pussy.
"Lick her good," Bo commanded, though his tone had lost much of its initial anger. "I want her to get off on your mouth. I want you to tongue-fuck her until she cums."
Ginger's cunt burned with desire, slick pussy-juice lubricating the entrance. She could hardly wait for Bo to shove his cock into her cunt. Ginger hoped that her handsome brother would quickly get impatient with what was going on so that he would spread her legs and drive his prick to the hilt into her pussy. She wanted to feel his chest pressing down against her, flattening her tits. She wanted to hear him breathing hard as he fucked his cock fast into her pussy, pounding her into the ground, drilling his thick, red-hot cock into her cunt until she gushed out her cunt-juice.
On her back with her knees spread wide apart, Sara shivered, sucking lightly on her brother's nuts. To have Ginger's tongue slithering over her cunt-lips and pushing into her pussy was turning her body into jelly. Each time Ginger's tongue grazed over her clit, Sara felt herself being licked relentlessly closer to the brink of ecstasy. She could not suck on Bo's balls while her lovely teenaged sister tongue-fucked her without cumming. That was far too much pleasure for Sara to accept without releasing her cum.
"I love this!" Sara hissed, releasing Bo's nut from her mouth for a moment. She squeezed his prick. It was hot and hard as a rock. "Ohhhhh! Fuck me with your tongue, Ginger! That's right! Lick my clit! Make me cum all over your lips and tongue!"
"Wait! I'm going to fuck this selfish bitch!" Bo said. The cum was boiling in his balls. He needed to drive his cock into Ginger's hot body.
Though Sara was disappointed for the delay, she did not mind at all the position Bo put her into. Within seconds Ginger was flat on her back with her legs spread wide and Sara was straddling Ginger's face.
"Eat my cunt!" Sara whispered, lowering her hips until her pussy was at Ginger's mouth. "Shove your tongue as deep into my cunt as you can!"
Ginger wrapped her arms around Sara's thighs, enjoying the cool feel of the silk stockings against her cheeks as she raised her face just enough to bring her mouth to Sara's cunt-lips. The moment she shoved her tongue between the pink cunt-lips, she felt Bo's cock push against the entrance of her pussy.
"Fuck me!" Ginger mumbled against Sara's cunt-lips. "Fuck me, Bo!"
Ginger didn't care anymore who knew how turned on she was. None of that mattered now that her sizzling cunt was about to be filled with Bo's fiery prick.
Bo placed Ginger's legs up on his shoulders. He inserted just the very tip of his cock-head into Ginger's cunt. He watched the way the pink lips of her cunt opened for him, accepting his cock greedily.
"Kiss me!" Sara demanded, leaning forward, reaching for Bo. "Let me suck on your tongue while I cum on Ginger's tongue!"
Sara and Bo kissed feverishly. Sara shivered, her cunt-lips against Ginger's mouth. She swirled her tongue against Bo's, his mouth pressed firmly against her own. Spreading her fingers, Sara shivered as she felt Ginger's cunt and Bo's prick pushing into it.
Bo filled Ginger's cunt with his cock. He drove his cock into her hot, wet, tight pussy until his balls slapped hghtly into the cleavage of her ass-cheeks. He caught Sara's nipples in his fingers and twisted the erect nubs of golden-brown flesh.
Ginger was trapped. Sara was moving her ass faster, mashing her cunt-lips against her mouth. Though she tried hard to keep her tongue shoved into Sara's cunt, Sara was moving her hips too fast. Also, with Bo's club-like cock spreading her cunt-lips wide apart and filling the juicy cavern of her pussy, rubbing against her clit with each stroke, she was finding it almost impossible to concentrate on giving pleasure to Sara.
Sara had her eyes closed as she sucked on Bo's tongue. Rubbing her overheated cunt against Ginger's lovely face was just as erotic to her feverish mind and body as actually having the tongue pushing into her cunt.
Thrusting her tongue into Bo's mouth, her hips jerking spastically, Sara came. Her cunt was mashed against Ginger's face, rubbing against her nose, chin and lips as juice washed from her pussy.
Sara shivered as her body convulsed with pleasure. Her stomach sucked in, tightening with the eruptions of pussy-juice that drained from her cunt, raining down upon Ginger's lovely face, into her open mouth, trickling down her cheeks and chin.
On her back with her cunt-lips spread wide apart by Bo's bone-hard prick, Ginger did as much as she could to continue tongue-fucking Sara through her orgasm. She could feel the juice dribbling down the sides of her face, sticking in her hair, running into her ears. The taste of it on her tongue was as satisfying as anything she had ever known.
"Ohhhhh! That was beautiful," Sara purred, pushing Bo's hands from her tits and raising her hips enough to release the contact of her cunt against Ginger's mouth. "Yesssss! Exactly the way I wanted it to be."
Bo drove his cock hard into Ginger's cunt. Sara had cum but he hadn't and he wasn't going to stop fucking until he did.
"You're a slut," Bo whispered, looking at Ginger. Her face had a luster to it, a sheen from all the pussy-juice that had flooded from Sara's cunt. "Damn! You're a slut, but a beautiful, erotic slut!"
"Then fuck me," Ginger said, not in the least insulted by the way she was being talked to. "Come on, Bo. Show me what kind of stud you are. Fuck me until I cum around her cock. Fuck my hot little pussy until you shoot your wad inside me."
Sara chimed in quickly. "No! Don't cum inside her. I want to watch you cum. Can't I share your cum with Ginger?"
Bo just smiled. "Of course you can. And you're a greedy slut, too!" To Ginger he said, "You haven't the right to cum, you selfish cunt! I ate your cunt and you left me with a hard-on! You weren't worried about me getting off, so why should I worry about you?"
Ginger giggled when Bo slammed his crotch against hers, driving his cock into her cunt with all the energy in his body. He wasn't concerned about her pleasure, but if he continued to fuck her-working just a few more powerful strokes of his prick between her cunt-lips-she was going to cum.
"Uh! Uh!" Ginger gasped as Bo plowed his prick into the tight cavern of her cunt.
Each time he reamed out her cunt, stabbing his throbbing cock into her pussy, her legs twitched. She could feel the heat of his body against the backs of her slender thighs.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Ginger hissed, her eyes taking on a wild quality as the blinding pleasure raced through her slender body. She grabbed her firm tits and pinched the nubby nipples hard.
"Don't cum, you selfish cunt!" Bo hissed.
But nothing could stop Ginger. Bo's hips rocketed to and fro, the enormously thick shaft of his prick rubbing against Ginger's clit, and she came. Her cunt tightened around the skewering prick, squeezing it securely. Each time Bo filled Ginger's cunt with his prick, his hairy balls slapped teasingly against her asshole.
"I'm cumming!" Ginger wailed, rolling her head from side to side on the blanket as the orgasm ripped through her body.
Kneeling next to her brother and sister, Sara watched with a strange sense of satisfaction as Ginger's supple body jerked and twitched through the orgasm. It pleased Sara to know that she had been the first woman to ever shove her tongue into Ginger's cunt, and it especially turned her on to know that her own cunt was the first one that Ginger had ever licked. Watching Ginger fucking Bo satisfied Sara's sense of voyeurism and let her know that her teenage sister wouldn't be hung-up with a lot of sexual inhibitions.
"Fuck her hard, Bo!" Sara whispered, watching her brother's asscheeks pumping up and down. "Fuck that bitch! She loves it hard! She really gets off getting fucked hard!"
Bo waited until Ginger was finished cumming before he uncorked his pole of cockmeat from her pussy. Sitting back on his heels, he chuckled softly as he looked at Ginger. Having tossed her legs off his shoulders, she now lay on the blanket with her legs spread obscenely apart and the lips of her cunt still shghtly parted from the awesome thickness of his prick.
"Okay, you sluts. Let's see how you give a double blow-job. I want you sucking on my balls and sucking on my cock and showing your brother just how much you love him. Is that clear?"
Ginger was too weary to argue. She wasn't even sure she had the energy left to suck on Bo's dehcious, meaty prick.
"I... I don't know if I can," Ginger whispered, her chest heaving as she gulped in refreshing air. "Damn it, Bo, you fucked me so well I'm completely exhausted!"
"Come on, darling, you can suck his cock," Sara purred, shding closer to the naked teenager. "Get up on your knees. We'll suck his cock together while he stands in front of us. Then he can cum on our faces. He can cum on our faces while we kiss each other."
Sara saw the expression of doubt on Ginger's face, saw the tickle of fear in the girl's eyes. "Don't worry, darling. You'll love his cum on your face. I just know you will. I like it and so will you."
Bo was not in any mood to hesitate, or to allow Ginger to not give him what he wanted. He got quickly to his feet. Then, after Sara had helped Ginger up to her knees, he moved in front of them so that the two beautiful blondes faced each other with his cock situated directly between their mouths. "You'll love it," Sara cooed, her face close to Ginger's. She stuck her tongue out and ran it along the underside of her brother's cock. "Mmmmmm! I can taste your cum on his cock, Ginger. You've got delicious cum. Taste it yourself. Let me see you lick your own pussy-juice off your brother's cock. I get excited seeing things like that.
Together Sara and Ginger licked Bo's throbbing prick. They sucked on his balls together. They took turns gulping his raging hard-on deep into their mouths.
"You cunts! You fucking cunts!" Bo hissed, whacking furiously on his spit-lubricated prick, pointing his cock-head between his sisters' faces.
Ginger had Sara's tongue deep in her mouth when the eruptions started. A white, creamy blast of cum shot against her cheek, dripping down to dangle from her chin briefly. She felt the hot cum drop from her chin and land on her thigh. A moment later another powerful blast of cum exploded from Bo's overheated balls.
Sara, too, received her fair share of Bo's salty cum. A powerful jet of syrup-like cum shot into her blonde hair, making the curly strands stick to her cheek. Another squirting stream of cum was shot against her lips.
"Sweet slut!" Bo touched his piss-hole against Sara's cheek and let fly another stream of cum. He watched the sticky cream run down the side of her gorgeous face. "My own sisters! Sweet fucking sluts!"
Ginger and Sara continued to kiss until Bo stopped cumming. And when he was finished, they licked the cum from each others' faces, savoring the tangy flavor, cleaning each other as they rubbed their tits together.
"It should always be this way," Sara said later, her head resting on Bo's thigh, the sun warm against her bare flesh. "We should always be fucking and sucking each other."
Ginger crawled between Sara's thighs. She shoved a finger gently into her sister's cunt. "I'm going to lick you off again. I think I'm addicted to your pussy."
Sara sighed and turned her face toward Bo's cock. She took his prick into her mouth and began sucking him, knowing that his delicious cock would harden once again, shivering with delight at the taste of pussy-juice on his prick.
