Today's middle class Americans maintain a stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.
There is alcoholism, promiscuous sex for the adult and teenager a-like and, for some, the breakup of marital relationships as a result of mate-swapping. The children observe their parents' so-called 'mature' lifestyles. The mark is made, the effect lasts a lifetime.
This is the story of a family and its gradual progression toward debauchery where family relationships mean nothing and the satisfaction of the senses means everything. What happens to these parents and their children is a startling revelation of how events can alter personalities, how fate plays with all.
Business as usual is the daily norm. But is it? Not for the characters in this story-outwardly yes, but in reality no.
EATING OUT FAMILY STYLE-a novel which reveals what is really happening behind the closed doors throughout America.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
When the doorbell rang, Lucy Walker jumped up, plump tits jiggling, and hurried to the door. Lucy was a teenager, and she was blessed with a nubile, bouncy body. Her trim little ass swung provocatively as she crossed the room.
Her father looked over his newspaper, admiring his daughter's shapely body with more than paternal interest. He held the newspaper spread in front of his loins to conceal the rising cock bulge in his crotch.
Her mother also watched the excited girl rush to meet her boyfriend. The woman smiled at the girl's eagerness, remembering how enthusiastic she had been in her own courting days. Anne had been an early starter, and she wondered if Lucy had started fucking yet. The thought didn't trouble her in the slightest. They were a very liberal-minded family and often discussed such things openly and frankly.
Lucy vanished into the hallway and Anne turned to glance at her husband, still smiling. John grined rather sheepishly and Anne, not minding at all, knew that he had been staring at their daughter's ass and tits and, no doubt, entertaining incestuous thoughts. She was even willing to wager that sometimes, when he was fucking her, John was making believe that it was his daughter he was fucking. That didn't bother her, either-because Anne got turned on by incestuous fantasies, herself.
Incest was taboo, of course-but it was an ancient taboo and meant to be broken, as far as she was concerned.
Their younger daughter, little Kitty, was looking glum and unhappy. Kitty didn't have a date that evening and she envied her older sister. Kitty wasn't as nubile as sexy Lucy, but her tits were saucy little mounds capped by pert tips, her ass was a heart-shaped delight and she showed every sign of becoming a voluptuous woman.
"Hi, Mike," Lucy said from the hall. Then they heard her say: "Oh, shit!"
Lucy returned to the room with her good-looking boyfriend trailing after her.
"What's wrong, dear?" Anne asked.
"Oh, Mike's stupid car broke down, so we can't go anywhere tonight," Lucy complained.
Kitty looked snug.
John was buried behind his newspaper, with his cock swelling quite spectacularly in his pants, his hard-on inspired by his speculations on whether Mike was fucking his daughter-and his imagination was vivid and graphic about it.
Anne looked thoughtful for a moment, seeming to be considering something as she gazed at the young couple.
"I can drive you somewhere," she offered.
Mike blushed bright red and his Adam's apple leaped up his throat as he gulped.
But Lucy wasn't abashed in the least. "We were going to the drive-in movie," she said.
"Shall I take you, then?" her mother asked.
"Okay, Mom. If you don't mind."
Mike looked askance at Lucy. What in hell would she want to go to the drive-in with her mother for? He was still blushing with embarrassment, but now he was disturbed, as well, anticipating a very boring evening.
"No, I don't mind at all," Anne said, getting up from her chair.
Like Lucy and Kitty, Anne was a golden blonde and she had an hourglass figure. Her big tits stood out like melons in her blouse, standing without need of support. The nipples showed in twin peaks.
Jeez, Mike thought. Is she really gonna sit through the fucking movie with us? How naive can you get? Doesn't she know that no one goes to the drive-in to watch the film? He stared at the floor, nervously rubbing his toe against the carpet. And I'll get a great big hard-on, for sure. What if Mrs. Walker sees it?
He looked up, trying to figure some way to get out of the situation, certainly not wanting to spend a frustrating night chaperoned by his girlfriend's mother. He was staring at Anne, more specifically, he was staring at the big tits looming in her blouse. Then he realized this and quickly looked down at the floor again.
"Maybe we oughta just go for a walk or something, Lucy," he murmured. "I mean, the film ain't much good and we'll probably all be bored and-"
"What is the film, Mike?" Anne asked.
"It's-uhhhh-" Mike had to search his memory, because he hadn't given a damn what was playing as long as he got sexy Lucy in the car. Luckily, he remembered. "It's only The Beast That Stalked Budapest.' "
"It sounds interesting," said Anne, looking at the discomforted youth mockingly.
"You won't like it," he added, feebly.
"Oh, I'm sure there'll be something to see," Anne said, giving her daughter a sly wink.
Lucy giggled impishly.
"Mike probably thinks that we won't be able to have any fun with you around, Mom," she said.
Mike looked really mortified now, looking everywhere but at Mrs. Walker.
"Why ever not?" Anne asked, innocently.
"Well-we like to make out, you know?" Lucy said.
Anne smiled knowingly.
"What else would you do at a drive-in?" she replied.
Mike was astounded.
He began to see that maybe this might turn out to be an interesting night, after all. Mrs. Walker had great tits, and she sure didn't act like a prude. And Mr. Walker, hidden behind his newspaper, didn't seem to have any objections. Mike began to wonder just what sort of family this was.
Anne leaned down to kiss her husband goodbye as the young couple went out to the car, hand in hand. She noticed the lump in his crotch. They exchanged meaningful looks and Anne shrugged. John grinned crookedly.
"Enjoy the-errr-movie," he said.
"Oh, I'm sure it will be interesting. I'll tell you all about it when I get home, darling-in bed," she said in a husky whisper.
Anne, looking radiant, went out after the kids, her wide, shapely ass swinging saucily.
John grunted. He wished that he had suggested taking Lucy and her boyfriend to the drive-in. He wished, too, that he could get out of his chair. His hard-on was gigantic by this time, and he was afraid that his younger daughter would see it if he stood up. John wanted to go upstairs and jack off while he imagined the naughty things that his wife might watch at the drive-in.
Then Kitty stood up.
"I might as well go to bed," she said, sounding really pissed off at having to stay home.
John glanced at her over the concealing newspaper, noticing how nicely curvaceous the girl was getting. Her firm little tits were molded in her cotton tee-shirt, the perky tips standing out stiff. She was wearing a pair of tiny denim shorts that fit her lithe loins like they had been painted on. The leg holes were cut high up on her hips and the crotch dipped into her vee as if the suction of her cunt was dragging the material right up into her fuck-hole.
She left the room and John, watching her ass, u had a very naughty idea.
He decided to tiptoe upstairs and see if he could sneak a look at the girl as she undressed for bed.
His stiff prick pounded like a jackhammer at the prospect. He felt a bit guilty about it, but what the hell-just looking wouldn't do any harm, would it?
Grinning like a devil, John got up.
Following the nymphette silently, his thighs nearly bowed around his bloated balls, John went up the stairs, coming to the landing just in time to see the girl go into the bedroom.
He halted, puzzled.
Kitty had gone into his and Anne's room. Curious, he hung back, listening. He heard the rasp of a dresser drawer being opened.
Now, what on earth was Kitty doing? She was too old to be dressing up in her mother's clothes, and there was nothing in the dresser but John stifled a gasp.
Could it be? he asked himself.
And an instant later he found out that it was.
Kitty came out of the bedroom, holding Anne's big cock-shaped vibrator in her hand!
John almost fainted as so much blood rushed into his hard-on that he was left light-headed.
Kitty crossed the hallway, grinning and gazing at the huge plastic prick as she held it up before her face. It was a realistic fuck-tool, with a fat, mushroom-shaped head and thick veins seaming the long stalk. John knew that Anne was fond of it and had used up batteries by the dozen. And now, knowing that his sweet little daughter had discovered the device-and had probably used it before-he was staggered by raging lust.
Kitty went into her own bedroom, and, to John's delight, left the door slightly ajar. Holding his breath, with the blood drumming in his ears and his cock throbbing violently, John tiptoed down the hallway. He was having difficulty stifling his groan of desire, and he thought that she might even hear his prick pounding away.
He sneaked a look in.
Kitty had tossed the vibrator onto her bed and, standing beside it, was undressing. She pulled her tee-shirt off over her blonde head and her delightful little tits swung free. The rosy nipples were so stiff that they looked like little pink rockets ready to be launched.
John's mouth was watering.
She unsnapped her denim shorts and tugged them down, ass and hips squirming free. She stepped from them and then drew her tiny bikini panties down her trim, shapely legs. John saw that the crotchband of those panties was soaking wet. The girl's hot little pussy must have been juicing for ages, he thought.
She moved to the dresser and adjusted the mirror so that it reflected her bed. John saw her valentine-shaped ass and slender back in the flesh and he saw her tits and curly-haired cunt mound reflected in the mirror. His eyes were burning and the veins stood out in his neck as if they were echoing the fat vein that was pounding up the underside of his distended cockshaft.
Kitty stood beside the bed, turning to check the position of the mirror. Then she lay down. John's eyes turned as he looked at the bed, then at the mirrored image. Kitty was gazing at her own reflection.
The cute youngster began to play with herself.
Not using the vibrator yet, she ran her hands up and down her slim flanks and then cupped her plump tits. She kneaded the upthrust tit mounds and pulled at the taut nipples, pleasure registering on her lovely face.
She purred as she rolled her nipples. John was groaning silently. His lips were moving moistly, as if he imagined those swollen nipples were in his mouth and his hands clenched, palms and fingers tingling for a feel of his little daughter's smooth tit flesh.
Her slender back arched and her slim, suntanned thighs parted. From the doorway, her daddy could look directly at her crotch-which he naturally did. Kitty's cuntlips were unfurled like the petals of a fleshy pink flower, her pussy slit widened into an oval and that oval slot full of cunt juice. He could see the darker inner cunt folds, streaked with cream, the frothy stuff slowly seeping into her open cunt gash. Her clit was standing out in the oozing juice like a tiny log in a swamp.
She slid a hand down her gently rounded belly and dipped her fingers into her pussy.
"Ummmm," she moaned, as her clit sparked and trembled against her caress.
More cunt cream gushed from her pussy and ran down into the tight crack of her ass.
John's prick was threatening to rip right out through the fabric of his pants. Grating his teeth, jaw tight, he yanked his zipper down. His cock leaped out from his opened fly like an uncoiling spring and snapped upright in front of his torso, jolting and vibrating. His cockmeat was so hot that John could almost feel it glowing under his chin, like a red-hot branding iron. He wrapped his hand around his cockrod and felt the hard core throb inside the tube. But he didn't start jacking off yet, wanting to wait as long as possible, enjoying the girl's performance before he gave himself relief.
Kitty rubbed her cunt, and her ass and hips ground around in a fucking motion. Her thighs closed over her hand, then opened wide again. She was running her fingertips up her unfolded cuntlips and brushing them against her clit, softly whimpering at the sensations.
She drew her hand up to her face and, watching herself in the angled mirror, slid her tongue out and licked at her creamy fingers. She purred and John moaned as he watched the girl taste her own pussy juice with such evident pleasure. Her hand dipped back into her groin, glistening with saliva, and came back to her lips frothy with cunt cream.
John licked his lips hungrily, wishing that he, too, could taste Kitty's sweet pussy nectar. Dark images sprang and tumbled through his fevered mind. His daughter obviously relished her own pussy juice. Did she and one of her sexy girlfriends ever suck each other off? He wondered about that.
Kitty was in no hurry to cum, apparently. She rubbed her pussy and licked her hand, moving languidly and lingering over the preliminaries.
Tilting her wrist, she slipped two fingers into her hot cunt hole, pushing them in to the knuckles and wriggling them around inside the steaming tunnel. She pulled then out with a slurp and fed them into her mouth, sucking on her own spunky fingers as if she were sucking a cock.
She frigged up her cunt with one hand and into her mouth with the other, then switched. One hand dipped down wet with spit and the other came up to her lips lathered with pearly cunt juice.
The teenager was smiling with pleasure, but that smile was slowly fading away, replaced by a mask of lust. Her eyes narrowed to slits, the silken lashes fluttering, and she was panting heavily. John was panting like a locomotive, himself, afraid that the girl would hear his heaving breath but unable to control it.
Kitty pulled on her nipples some more. Her fingers were slimy with cunt goo now, and she worked the cream into the tight tit buds. She pulled and rolled her clit, then repeated the caress on her nipples. A dark patch was spreading out on the sheet under her ass as her cunt overflowed. Pearly ribbons ran down her inner thighs, spilling from her fuck-slot in a deluge. Her pussy was open wide as it steamed and smoldered and juiced steadily on h r hands.
John's cock was thundering so wildly by this time that he was afraid he might just shoot his cum-load without even having to stroke his prick. His gaze was glued to his little girl's naked body. The tormented man felt as if his eyeballs were going to melt as they drank in that vision.
His nostrils flared. He could smell the overheated pussy perfume that was permeating the bedroom and drifting into the hallway. The tantalizing fragrance was making him drool like a dog.
Cum, baby, he thought, his lips mouthing the words without uttering them. Let Daddy watch your hot little pussy cream, Kitty.
As if she had somehow sensed his desire, the girl reached out and took the vibrator by the handle. She thumbed the switch and the prick-shaped tool began to hum. She played the buzzing knob around in her sodden cunt gash and brushed it lightly against her clit. She jerked around as that dildo whipped against her clit. Then she dipped the cock-knob up into her drenched pussy.
The humming sound turned to a bubbling noise as the vibrator jolted in her pussy.
John felt as if he was going to explode. His fleshy cock was humming like a vibrator, itself, the purple prick-knob gleaming as if loomed out in a fat slab atop his thick, gnarled cockshaft.
"Oh, God!" he hissed.
Kitty moved the vibrator up to her lips, her eyes turning inwards as she gazed at it. Then her pink tongue came out and she licked at the sticky cock-knob. She sighed and slipped it into her mouth, sucking.
John wondered if his little girl had ever sucked a cock. Had she ever taken a real prick into her mouth like that? A prick that had just come out of her cunt and was all creamy with her girl-cum? The image struck him violently. Despite himself, John hoped that his teenaged daughter was a cock-sucker.
Pre-cum was oozing from John's parted pisshole steadily now. He could feel every drop as it seeped up through his iron-hard cockstalk and then bubbled out. The head of his prick looked like a fat purple plum drenched with whipped cream, and his cockmeat was so fiery hot that the spunk was almost steaming away.
Kitty hiked her hips up, wriggling. She moved the buzzing plastic prick down behind her ass and slid the knob up and down through the crack of her ass. Then she nudged the tip into the tight little brown bud of her shit hole. She pushed it in, fucking it into her ass, her hips rocking gently. She moved it to her cunt, then slipped it up her asshole again. The tool fucked into her cunt and then back into her ass. John's eyes misted as he looked back and forth, seeing the dildo fuck into her tiny puckered asshole, then sink into her creamy pink pussy in turn. When she had fucked both of her holes, Kitty sucked the soiled plastic prick into her lips and nursed on it again, whimpering as she tasted cunt juice flavored by asshole.
John's tongue was pushing from his lips and he was going crazy with lust for the naughty, nubile teenager. He longed to sink his lapper into her cunt and to rim out her shit chute. Knowing that such incestuous desire was wicked only made the yearning surge through him more thrillingly.
Then, ready to cream at last, Kitty began to fuck her cunt hole furiously, whipping the humming tool in and out and running the length of the rod against her clit as the knob fucked deeply into her pussy.
Her pussy began to melt around the buzzing prick, cum gushing creamily from her cunt gash.
"Oh! Ooooh! Ahhhh!" she wailed, shaking and jerking all through her body.
She was fairly hammering the fucker into her cunt now. It hissed up her hot pussy. The waves of joy were rushing across her loins and shooting up her trembling thighs, coming faster and higher, each peak rushing upon the next and turning into one prolonged crest.
Girl-cum poured from her cunt, lathering her crotch and soaking the bed under her churning ass. She fed the fuck-tool in with a jolt and cried out as she soared to the blissful heights.
Then, smiling dreamily, Kitty sank back on the bed, sprawled out happily, the dildo still working away in her well-creamed cunt hole.
It had been a lovely cum, she thought.
She didn't realize that it was only the first of many orgasms on this evening at home....
CHAPTER TWO
Gazing in awe at his daughter's creamed cunt, John gave his prick a pump-and shot his cum load on the very first stroke. His balls erupted volcanically and his fuck-juice spurted from his prick in a hot, thick geyser. The stuff rose in a creamy cloud, coming under such built-up pressure that it shot up past his lust-contorted face, almost hitting the ceiling. His jism hung suspended for an instant, then slowly fell back to splash on the floor.
He staggered and had to lean against the wall to keep from collapsing. Normally when he came, his cum shot out in three or four separate spurts. But John had been so overly excited this evening that he had spent every drop in that single massive jism jet. He pumped his prick a few times to make sure. His balls were empty, no doubt of that-but his cockshaft was still hard as a rock and his balls were already starting to fill up with another load of cum.
John grinned. The stimulation of having watched his daughter frig off with the vibrator was so great that he knew he would have to jack off again, right away-and that he would still have plenty of cum left to pump into his wife when she got home.
He sneaked another look into Kitty's bedroom. She was just lying there, looking content, and he figured that the show was over. He backed away, then turned and went to his own room, walking unsteadily and with his prick jutting out before him like the prow of a ship.
He threw himself down on the bed, looking down at his hard-on without touching it for a moment. He figured he would give himself a nice long, comfortable frigging while he remembered all the juicy details of his daughter's cumming.
It hadn't occurred to John that now that she was finished with the vibrator, Kitty might return it to her mother's dresser-in the room where John lay contemplating his prick!
After a while, Kitty pulled the plastic prick out of her pussy. The fuck-tool was lathered with her cunt juice and she licked it and sucked on it. Kitty loved the taste of her pussy nectar. She sniffed the soaking tool, inhaling her sweet aroma, then sucked it some more. Her cum juice mixed with her saliva and she swallowed it, purring. She adored the flavor and the texture of cunt cum. She didn't know why-she was certainly not a lesbian-but she was always intrigued by the idea of sucking a cunt.
She had tried to suck her own pussy, bending her back and tilting her crotch up, but she had fallen frustratingly short, her hot tongue only reaching her cunt bush. If she was ever going to find out what it was like to eat out a pussy, she figured that she would have to find one of her girlfriends who was willing to do some mutual cunt-lapping. It was an exciting prospect. She guessed that a girl didn't have to be a dyke in order to be a cunt-lapper.
Now she sucked the vibrator until it glistened, both because she relished the snack and also so that it would not be left incriminatingly creamy when she hid it back among her mother's undergarments. She got up and, thinking that her daddy was still downstairs and seeing no reason to put a dressing gown on, she left her bedroom and carried the plastic prick back to the parental bedroom.
She stopped dead in the doorway.
John didn't see her standing there, at first, for he was concentrating on his cock as he very slowly skimmed his fist up and down the towering cockshaft. Eyes narrowed to slits, he was calling up the well-remembered images of his daughter frigging off with the vibrator.
He had opened his trousers wide, folding the flaps of his fly back so that his cock and balls were revealed. His hand gripped his prick loosely, just skimming and brushing lightly, the cockmeat rubbing his palm as he humped his ass and hips up from the squeaking bed.
Holy shit, Kitty thought. The girl was fascinated. She felt frozen in place, rooted to the floor, unable to beat a hasty retreat that would save both of them embarrassment. Her eyes were fixed on her daddy's cock like a bird that has stared into the gaze of a serpent and cannot fly away.
Her father's prick was truly a magnificent hunk of cockmeat. His prick-knob loomed out in a wide, flushed slab and his long, thick cockrod was seamed by a dark, pulsating vein that ran up the underside from his balls to his flaring crown. It was stiff and throbbing vigorously.
Kitty saw, too, that this was not the first hand-job he had given himself recently, for the fat, purple head of his cock was streaked with the residue of a previous cumming.
Kitty's head moved as she followed those hand strokes like a cobra mesmerized by a fakir's flute. The girl was stark naked, holding the cock-shaped vibrator in one hand, her fuckslot spilling juice down her slim thighs and her hips trembling.
She had had to use the vibrator on her cunt for want of attention, and her daddy was jacking off by himself-and a dark connection began to form in the girl's mind.
John tightened his grip and began to pump his prick up and down. As his fist pulled up, the foreskin rolled like a carpet over the ledge of his cockhead. And as he pumped back towards his balls, that naked cock-knob flared out, glistening lewdly. His cockmeat was so hot that the spunk from his previous cumming hadn't congealed. Still fluid, the thick, creamy stuff flowed down his prick, oiling his strokes.
His eyes fluttered and his brow furrowed, his face twisting with passion. He heaved his loins up, fucking his fist. And as he gazed down at his prick, he saw beyond the rampant cockrod and found himself staring at his daughter.
For a moment, he thought that he was still fantasizing, that his imagination was so intense and graphic that he had summoned up her image. He gaped at the girl past his towering cock, as if the cock-knob were a gun sight.
Then he groaned, realizing that she was actually standing there in the flesh-the nubile, naked flesh!
He stopped jerking his prick and blushed.
"Errr-I was lonely," he rasped.
Kitty smiled. Her lips turned up but the smile was only on her mouth, and forced. The girl's blue eyes were smoldering like molten cobalt.
"It's okay, Daddy," she said softly.
He still held his cock, by the hilt, the cocklance rising high from his fist, and Kitty continued to stare at his big fucker in undisguised awe.
Then Kitty tossed her head, golden tresses tumbling about her lovely little face.
"I just came to return this," she said, holding the vibrator up brazenly.
She moved on shaky legs to the dresser and put the dildo back in her mother's lingerie drawer, then turned toward the bed again.
"You don't have to stop," she whispered.
"I saw you using that," John said, nodding towards the dresser where she'd replaced the plastic prick. "That's why I got so horny."
"Ooooh!" the nymphette squealed. "You watched me frigging my pussy, huh? Can-I watch you, too?"
John groaned, a sense of dream-like unreal ity overwhelming him, his inhibitions melting away in the raging heat of his incestuous desire. He could feel his daughter's eyes burning into his cock like laser beams. The girl had moved a step closer to the bed.
John gave his prick another slow stroke.
Kitty curled lithely onto the bed, one knee drawn up and her head inclined towards his prick. John saw that her pussy was awash with cunt juice, open and steaming. Her pink tongue slid across her lower lip, and her silken lashes fluttered.
He could feel the warmth of her body beside him and smell her perfumed scent. His cock bucked like a bronco, almost throwing his hand from his hard-on.
"Want me to do it for you, Daddy?" she whimpered.
John's mouth worked, but no sound came out. His vocal cords seemed as stiff as his prick. His hand drew away from his cock as if of its own accord and he hiked his ass up, thrusting his loins into the air.
I must be dreaming, he told himself. I must have jerked himself to a blackout, and I'm having a wet dream.
Then Kitty touched him-and he knew that it was no dream.
Leaning over him, her plump tits hanging like ripe fruit ready to be plucked, she cupped his bloated balls in her left hand, lifting slightly as if she were weighing the massive cum-load that they held. His hairy balls lay heavy in her palm, and when she gently squeezed, she could feel his jism shifting around in a thick ride inside the ball-sac.
Her right hand folded around the root of his vibrant cockshaft, holding that rock-hard fucker but not beginning to stroke up and down yet.
"Don't cum too soon, Daddy!" she sighed.
John was happy that he had already blown out a wad in the hallway. Otherwise he knew that he would have shot his cum off on the first stroke.
Kitty's little fist skimmed up his cockstalk. At the top of the stroke, she rubbed her thumb against the sensitive underside of his cockhead. Her motions were deft and skilled, and John knew that his little girl's hand-at least-was experienced.
Was her cunt still cherry? Was that sensual little mouth virginal? He was afraid to ask.
If she just jerks me off, it isn't really so wicked, he thought. Just a hand-job isn't really like incest at all. We won't do more than that.
John should have known better.
Kitty frigged her father's prick with slow, steady strokes, her fist skimming up and down on the hard cockshaft and thumbing his cockhead as she pulled up to it. She was longing for the magic moment when his fuck-juice came spurting from his prick. Making cocks cream thrilled the naughty teenager to the core, and the thrill was all the greater because it was her own daddy's prick that she was pumping.
But she was in no hurry for him to cum, although that was the best part of a hand-job, because she was enjoying the build-up enormously. She adored the way his huge, iron-hard fucker throbbed in her fingers and palm and the way his cock-knob swelled as she stroked back, skinning it into a throbbing purple slab.
She caressed and fondled his balls in her left hand as her right hand pounded his prickshaft rhythmically. She could feel his balls balloon, steadily inflating. Her hands were tingling so crazily that she thought she might have an orgasm in her palms, a climax in her fingers. She thought that his red-hot cockmeat might blister her fist.
She squirmed, leaning over her father's loins.
Her firm tits jiggled, hovering just above his hard-on and swaying saucily. The pink nipples looked like bullets, distended from the pert tit mounds. Her lovely face was tilted down as she stared at the head of his cock, waiting for his hot, thick jism to squirt out. She leaned closer, panting heavily, her lips glistening. He could see her pearly white teeth and feel her warm breath as it wafted down over his cock and balls.
John humped up from the bed, fucking through her fist as it pushed down on his cockstalk. His prick was swollen so much now that the girl could barely span the great, pounding breadth in her tiny fist.
It was like trying to strangle a boa constrictor, Kitty thought. Like choking a moray eel. It was an amusing concept, but she was much too hot to giggle.
Groaning, abandoned to pure lust, John reached up to cup her tits in his hands. He kneaded the firm tit globes and pulled at the explosive tips.
Kitty squirmed on his hands for a moment, but then she twisted out of his grasp.
"Don't touch me yet, Daddy," she moaned. "I wanna concentrate on bringing you off. You can play with me later."
John's hands fell away, fists clenching. His jaw clenched, as well. His whole body seemed to be tightening into a hard-on as he rose towards the crest. His heels drummed against the mattress and his ass corkscrewed as he slammed up, fucking his prick through his daughter's pounding fist.
"Cum, Daddy!" she urged him.
She jacked faster on his fucker, the friction building up to a white heat. Pre-cum began to ooze out of his piss hole, running sluggishly down the slope of his cockhead and onto his cocklance. Her hand flew even faster as that thick cockrod lubricated itself.
"Oooh!" Kitty moaned.
Her father's pre-cum felt as hot and as thick as melted lead as it slimed over her hand. Her nose twitched as she inhaled the starchy aroma of cum along with the musky fragrance of hot cockmeat. She jacked frantically onto his towering fucker.
"Cream-shoot, Daddy-oh, shit. Spunk for me! Squirt your jizz on my tits!"
His little girl's wanton behavior excited John. He whipped his prick up violently and Kitty whimpered as she felt his big balls expand mightily in her left hand. His jism was sloshing around inside the hairy ball-sac, ready to blow.
She arched her slender back, thrusting her tits out close to his flaring cockhead, her hot tit meat ready to be splashed with his thick cumload.
"Here it comes, baby!" he gasped.
"Yeah-yeah-yeah!" Kitty cried.
She felt his balls explode in her hand. Her other hand slid down his cockstalk and she felt it ripple as his fuck-juice came rocketing up through the rock-hard core. As her fist hit the root of his prick, his cockhead flared like the head of a hooded cobra about to strike.
His frothy jism hosed out in a thick geyser, spurting up onto the girl's tits. He cried out in ecstasy. His ass jolted back on the recoil and a second creamy deluge of cum sped from his piss hole on the backstroke.
Kitty kept pumping and John kept shooting.
His steaming hot slime skimmed over her tits, seeped into the smooth cleavage and swirled on her stiff nipples. Cum hosed her tit flesh like boiling oil. She bent over him and he heaved upward. Another torrent of fatherly fuck-juice splashed into the hollow of her throat.
The girl beat frantically away, milking every last spurt of jizz from his cock and balls.
John gasped and slumped back on the bed, his balls drained and his vitality spent. Kitty kept on pounding his prick, coaxing the last slimy trickles out of his piss hole and working the gooey stiff into his meaty cockhead with her thumb.
When she was certain that he had finished cumming, Kitty drew her hands away and sat back. Her tits were drenched with milky jism. Ribbons of the quicksilvery stuff slid slowly down her slim belly and oozed into her cunt bush. She began to rub her tits, working his cock cream into her tit meat.
"Ooooh-that was naughty," she sighed. "It made me so hot, Daddy!"
John and his daughter gazed at each other, sharing the same thought.
What taboo could withstand such desire?
CHAPTER THREE
On the movie screen, a gruesome sort of monster was chasing Hungarians around and eating them as it caught them.
Anne was pretending to be interested in the nonsense as she sat behind the steering wheeland listened to her daughter and her boyfriend necking in the back seat. Anne had subtly adjusted the rearview mirror and glanced into it from time to time, but she couldn't see enough to satisfy her voyeur's interest. She wished that the youngsters would start getting serious so that she could turn around and look over the seat and see whatever there was to see.
So far, they seemed to be only kissing. At least, that was all that Anne could make out in the mirror. But she was unable to see them reflected below the shoulders.
She turned her head to sneak a look.
But Mike, still inhibited by her presence in the front seat, stiffened and tried to look innocent.
Anne sighed and turned back to the screen.
Mike waited for a moment, then began to kiss Lucy passionately again. Her lips parted and she sucked his tongue into her mouth.
Un-like Mike, Lucy didn't seem at all bashful about making out with her mother listening. In fact, the whole situation was turning the naughty girl on more than usual.
She sucked on Mike's tongue as it explored her mouth, then shoved her lapper into his mouth, in turn. They swapped spit back and forth, panting heavily into each other's open mouth. Mike couldn't help but keep shooting wary glances toward the front seat. But, despite his nervousness and embarrassment, he was getting horny as hell from the petting and necking. He drew Lucy close and began to tonguefuck her mouth, stabbing his lapper almost down her throat.
Lucy was growing impatient. Kissing was exciting, but it was only a preliminary, and it was starting to make the sexy teenager frustrated. She grasped her boyfriend by the wrist and pulled his hand onto her tits.
"Feel me up, dammit!" she hissed into his open mouth, rubbing her tits against him.
Mike squeezed, feeling her nipple swell explosively. He began mauling her tits with both hands, but still kept glancing warily to the front.
Lucy, feeling deliciously wanton, dropped her hand onto Mike's trembling thigh and slowly drew it up until she was cupping his swollen cock-bulge.
"Ummmm!" she moaned, feeling that whopper thundering in his tight jeans.
Mike groaned softly and moved his groin against her caressing hand. Lucy stroked and rubbed his cock and balls through his jeans, feeling the heat of his hard-on wafting through the denim material. Her fingers traced up his cockshaft and fondled his prick-knob. His jeans were getting wet and slicky where his cockhead was drooling pre-cum.
Her fingers grasped the clasp of his zipper.
But as she started to draw his fly open, Mike grabbed her wrist, restraining her. He was terrified that her mother would hear the rasp of his zipper opened. As much as he yearned to feel her hands on his naked prick, he was just too nervous to let her fondle him under the circumstances.
Lucy whined with annoyance and frustration. She took one of his hands and dragged it from her tit, shoving it down and then stuffing it up under her skirt. She wriggled against him as his fingers brushed her cunt through the soaking crotchband of her filmy panties. Mike stroked, then dipped his fingers into the leg hole to touch her naked pussy.
Her cuntlips sucked on his fingertips with a moist slurp, and Mike bit his lip. Surely her mother could hear the wet sounds of a juicy pussy being finger-fucked. He stopped pushing into her fuck-hole, but her cunt kept sucking juicily.
Her lips brushed against his ear and Lucy whispered: "C'mon-frig me off!"
When his hand didn't move, she grabbed his wrist again and began to jerk his hand around inside her cream-soaked panties, grinding her cunt against his hand. She was really panting like a steam engine now. Her mother just had to know that they were doing more than kissing, Mike thought, in dismay.
Anne knew, all right.
Smiling lasciviously as she sat behind the steering wheel, she had pulled her skirt up above her hips and was dipping her fingers up into her own cunt while she rubbed the edge of her thumb against her clit.
She thought it was a shame that she hadn't brought her vibrator along. She heard her daughter's cunt squish, and her own cunt echoed the sound as she frigged slowly up into the sodden fuck-hole. Listening was fun-but looking would be a lot more exciting. She wished that the youngsters would start to get serious and ignore her. She realized that Mike was being reluctant because she was sitting there, and she decided that it might be a good idea to leave them alone for a while. She didn't want to miss out on the action, but she didn't want to prevent it, either. If she left the car for a few minutes, they might be going at it hot and heavy by the time that she returned.
She decided to walk over to the refreshment stand. It was as good an excuse as any and, besides, she was thinking that she might buy a hot dog and use it to stuff her cunt while she listened to the kids-and looked, too, she hoped.
Announcing her intention, she left the car.
Mike breathed a sigh of relief, figuring that now he would have a chance to get his rocks off while the woman was gone. Lucy unzipped his fly immediately, dying for a feel of his naked cockmeat. She reached into his pants and hauled his cock and balls out.
Lucy, in fact, would have preferred to wait until her mother got back, because performing for the woman was really making the naughty teenager feel delightfully wanton, but she could understand Mike's reluctance. And. anyhow, she knew from experience that Mike always came more than once in a fuck-session.
She took his cock in her hand, frigging it slowly up and down as she leaned over him.
Mike was sitting upright and looking out the rear window to make sure that Anne had actually gone to the refreshment stand. He watched until she entered the building. Then a wide grin spread across his face. As long as he kept watch out the back, he would have plenty of warning before the woman returned-and time to cum, in the interval.
He put his hand behind Lucy's curly blond head, gently pushing her face down.
"Suck me off, honey!" he rasped. "C'mon-milk my balls while she's gone!"
Lucy giggled at his desperation. She adored it when Mike-or any guy, for that matter-got so horny that he begged her for relief. She was wondering what Mike would do if she was still sucking his cock when her mom came back? Would he have the willpower to pull his prick from her lips before he creamed? Or would he let her finish the tasty task even though her mother could hear them?
It was probably a moot point, anyhow, she figured.
His cock looked set to blow at any second. She bent down and rubbed her cute little nose against his slimy cockhead, then blew her breath down onto his balls. Mike moaned and humped up from the seat, but Lucy turned her face aside, teasingly, so that his dribbling cock-knob skimmed along her cheek.
Mike shoved his prick up and Lucy raised her head with it, letting his prick nudge against her lips but not taking it into her mouth.
"Suck my cock-please, baby-suck me off!" the tormented youth was pleading.
He jammed his fucker up and pushed down on the back of her head.
Lucy took pity on him-and, anyhow, his cockmeat, all slimy with pre-cum, looked too yummy to resist.
Her tongue flicked out against the cocktip.
"Ooooh!" she whimpered, as the succulent flavor of moist cockmeat sparked on her taste buds.
She lapped at the cock-knob and drooled down his prick stalk. Tilting her face to one side, she licked down the underside of his prick and tongued his balls. Then she flattened her wet lapper and drew it slowly up the thick cockstalk and onto his cock head again.
Mike was shuddering and jerking spasmodically, like a broken puppet on the end of his prick. He whimpered and whined with blazing need. Normally, when Lucy went down on him, the boy was more than happy to have her linger over the preliminaries, licking his cock and balls for ages before she settled down to sucking off the creamy culmination. But with the danger of her mother's return, he was frantic to empty his balls.
Still craning his neck as he peered out the back window, he took Lucy's pretty face between his open hands and jerked his cock up against her mouth. Her lips were closed and his cock-knob bumped against them. But then she slowly parted them, letting him fuck his prick into her drooling mouth.
He gasped with pleasure as her willing mouth engulfed his tortured cockhead, then pushed deeper down his cockrod, swallowing more. Holding her head steady, Mike fucked up into her mouth as if it were a cunt.
His prick sank into her face till her chin brushed against his bloated balls, her nose nestled in his wiry pubic thicket and her moist lips were plastered around the thick root of his prick.
He ground his crotch against her face, and Lucy held all of his cock in for a moment, nursing and sucking. Then her head began to bob up and down on his lap in the classic blow-job action. She pulled the tight collar of her lips up to his cockhead, paused, then bobbed down and gorged herself on the whole cock. She gasped and gurgled as she sucked on his prick hungrily.
Mike was still holding her head in his hands, but he no longer had to urge her or guide her movements. Lucy was in a feeding frenzy now, as eager to drink his fuck-juice as he was to feed it to her.
"Unghhh!" she gagged, as his hot cockhead clogged her throat.
Then she drew her lips slowly back up the throbbing cock stalk and moaned as she savored every sweet inch of that meaty fuck-stick.
Mike humped his ass up, meeting her head as it slammed down, face-fucking frantically. Her mouth and tongue were soaking with his pre-cum, and the cock-hungry teenager was slobbering heavily on his prick and whimpering for his steaming cum-load. His fucker hissed through the oval collar of her lips and skimmed along her flashing tongue.
"Yeah, suck Lucy!" he croaked.
Lucy was sucking like a vacuum cleaner as her magic mouth worked ravenously on his dripping prick. She was making the most incredible sounds, as if she were deliberately defining the suck she was giving.
Mike looked down for a moment, watching his wet cock fuck in and out of her lips. Her hand crept up his thigh and cupped his hairy balls, squeezing the ballooning bags as if she wanted to pump the spunk out of them.
Pulling her lips up to the tip of his cockhead, she moaned: "Cum in my mouth-slime my fucking mouth!"
Then that hot mouth plunged down and she gurgled.
She sucked his cock to the hairy hilt, then pulled back to his cock-knob and begged for his fuck-juice.
"Feed me, Mike-I'm hungry for your hot jizz!"
Her head danced on his prick, blonde hair cascading over his balls as she ducked down, sucking greedily. His pre-cum was getting hotter and creamier, and she knew he was going to hose her mouth at any moment.
"Whitewash my throat-slime myulphhh!"
He fucked into her mouth again, his balls swinging up to slap her under the chin.
Mike howled like a wolf.
He felt as if his hard-on were rooted right back in his asshole, as if he were going to cum from the heels. He fucked into her face and his balls burst.
Suddenly Lucy's mouth was full of cum.
The gooey stuff erupted from Mike's cockhead so abruptly that it took her by surprise. She gulped the hot cum down without even tasting the first shot. Mike lurched up and pumped a second squirt out, and this time the sweet jism splashed onto her tongue. Lucy swallowed, whimpering. Her mouth filled up again, and cock cream bubbled from her lips and poured back down Mike's prick. Then her blonde head bobbed down on his cock and she sucked the overflow back up greedily.
Mike thrust up, rocking her face back and soothing cum, then he shot again as he jolted back. Lucy took every precious drop of jism, swallowing and sucking gluttonously and purring like a kitten at a cream bowl.
Drained, Mike slumped back in the seat.
The blonde teenager kept on sliding her mouth up and down his cock stalk to make sure she had emptied him completely. Then she drew her creamy lips from his prick and used her nimble tongue to mop up the cum that had escaped her mouth and flowed down his prick and onto his balls.
Mike's potent prick stayed stiff and his balls slackened only a little, already starting to refill with another cum-load. She nuzzled adoringly against his cummy cock, her tongue coated with his jism and her belly full of the thick stuff.
Mike's eyes had closed as he hosed his cum load into her hot mouth. Now, grinning with satisfaction, he stroked her head and his eyes opened again.
His vision was misty and he shook his head to clear it. Then he stiffened.
"Oh, shit!" he rasped. "Your mom's coming back."
He groped down and started to bend his still-rampant cock back into his jeans. Lucy whined in protest.
Then Mike stopped levering his cock and frowned, puzzled by what he saw. Anne Walker had gotten sidetracked....
CHAPTER FOUR
The hot dogs at the refreshment stand were not very large, and certainly not romantic looking. And Anne knew from experience that candy bars made a terrible mess when she fucked herself with them. They went in nice and hard and nutty, but they soon melted in the heat of her fuck-hole, leaving her pussy all clogged up with chocolate and caramel.
She decided that her own hands would have to do the job. She lingered for a while, to give the young lovers plenty of time to get started fucking or sucking or whatever they did at the drive-in. She wandered out of the building and strolled around to the side of the low concrete structure, just idly killing time.
There was a closed van parked up close to the building. It was facing the screen but there was no one in the driver's compartment and Anne smiled, supposing that the occupants must be in the back of the van, fucking up a storm. She looked to see if the vehicle was rocking on its springs and listened for sounds of passion..
What she heard was a slap.
The doors of the van opened and a buxom young girl emerged. Her blouse was open and her bra was pulled down so that one fat tit stuck out. Her dark hair was tousled and her pretty face was flushed.
Not noticing Anne, she turned back to the van and stood defiantly, one hand on her hip, looking into the dark interior from where she had scrambled.
"What kind of a girl do you guys think I am, anyhow?" she whined, tossing her head. Anne raised her eyebrows when she heard the plural.
"Aw, c'mon back, Judy!" a man's voice urged.
"No fucking way! I ain't gonna put out for all three of you creeps," Judy declared. "Shit, a girl can get an awful reputation if she gangbangs."
She hesitated for a moment, then spun around and stalked off, tucking her big tit back into her bra as she went.
Anne was intrigued. She moved closer to the van.
"Shit! I thought she was game," a guy said.
"It was your fault, Doug," another complained. "If we'd have got her nice and hot, she'd have spread for us, all right. But you hadda dive on her tits before she was even horny. You don't know shit about girls!"
"Fuck you, Ralph. You had your fucking tongue halfway down her throat! That's what scared her off."
"Maybe she backed out on account of old Needle-dick Ned, here," Ralph suggested.
"Needle-dick? A fucking space needle!" Ned cried, in defense of his cock.
Ann had moved right up to the open doors of the van now, listening with interest. She hadn't been gang-banged in ages-since John's office party, in fact, when with his approval she had fucked the whole staff from the manager on down to the office boy and the janitor and a couple strangers who had wandered in from the corridor.
Now she hesitated. She was eager to get back and play the voyeur on her daughter, but the thought of three horny young men was fascinating.
"Well, what are we gonna do now?" Doug whined.
"I guess we'll have to beat off," Ralph suggested. "I got a hard-on like a heated crowbar."
"Yeah, me, too. Let's have a circle-jerk."
This conversation convinced Anne. It seemed a terrible waste to let three randy youths jack off. Smiling, she pushed her head into the van's interior.
The back of the van was fitted out with a big mattress. Doug, Ralph and Ned were sitting facing each other, looking frustrated and glum. They failed to see Anne for a moment, for all three were in the process of opening their pants and pulling their pricks out.
Anne was delighted to see that each of those young men was blessed with a lovely big cock.
She studied them with the eye of a connoisseur of cocks. Doug's prick was long and shapely, a smooth white column capped by a bulging purple prick-knob. Ralph's cock wasn't quite as long but it was thick and hard, like a gnarled root. Sucking his prick would be like smoking a briar pipe, Anne thought whimsically. Ned's prick was one of those specialized fuckers that tapered all the way up from the thick root to a long, pointed head-the sort of cock ideal for cramming into snug spaces, deflowering tight virgin pussies or fucking assholes.
Each youth carefully wrapped a hand around his cockshaft and began to pump vigorously.
"Excuse me," said Anne.
They all looked up, startled. Their hands flew off their pricks and they looked guilty.
"It looks like you boys could use a woman," Anne said, nodding at their stiff pricks significantly.
They gaped at her, blinking and blushing, hardly able to believe their luck. Whoever this woman was, she was gorgeous and built like a brick shit house.
"Oh, wow!" Ralph gasped.
"Yeah!" cried Needle-dick Ned.
"C'mon in, Lady," invited gallant Doug.
Which was just what Anne did....
"What in hell is your mom getting in that van for?" Mike wondered, puzzled.
He was delighted that the woman wasn't coming back to the car and that he would have more time with luscious Lucy, but he was curious.
Lucy shrugged and knelt beside him, looking out just as her mother's lovely ass disappeared into the back of the van and the door closed behind her.
"I don't know," she said.. "It must be somebody she knows. Or maybe not, knowing Mom. I bet she's gonna get laid!"
Mike looked surprised to hear Lucy talk about her mother that way, but his cock gave a jolt. Although he'd creamed abundantly in Lucy's mouth, Mike was a potent fellow and one cumming seldom satisfied him. Now, with no hurry to tuck his prick away again, he jerked his cock muscles and made the long, fat cockrod bob up and down.
Lucy reached down and fondled his prick. Mike was sitting back in the seat and she was kneeling, facing him. His head was turned as they both stared out at the mysterious van into which Anne had vanished.
"Let's fuck!" Mike grunted.
Lucy grinned with enthusiasm.
She stroked his cock and felt it throb and swell. His cock was as big and as hard as it had been before she'd sucked him off. She was lucky to have a boyfriend like Mike, she figured. He was always able to feed her at least two loads of cum, so that she could swallow a delicious dose and still get fucked. And, too, by milking him in her mouth to begin with, she was able to get a longer fuck out of him before he shot the second time.
Normally, she relished a prolonged fuck.
But at the moment Lucy was intrigued by what her naughty mother might be getting up to. The girl was in the mood for a fast fuck, a quick cum-and then a little investigation.
Anne was not the only voyeur in the family.
Holding Mike's prick in one hand, Lucy pulled her skirt up and tugged her sodden panties down, fumbling as she drew them from her feet. Mike was unbuttoning her blouse. It fell open and she arched her slender back, thrusting her perky peaked tits out. Mike's head ducked forwards and he began to mouth her stiff nipples hungrily.
The nimble girl shifted, throwing one knee across so that she was straddling his loins. His hard cock towered up, jolting against her belly. She rolled against his prick, moaning softly. With his newly filled balls ballooning against her cunt mound, his cockhead extended above her belly button.
She wriggled on his prick, feeling that hot cockmeat sear her flesh like a branding iron and anticipating how far up her fuck-hole his long cock would reach when she shoved her pussy down on it.
Thighs rippling, she rose, her belly dragging up his prick. His cock-knob rustled in her curly cunt bush, then slipped into her crotch.
The fiery cocktip nudged into her fuck-slot.
Lucy didn't push down right away.
She squatted on the end of his prick like a flagpole sitter, enjoying the feeling of his swollen cockhead flaring in her cunt slot. She twisted her nubile hips and ass, grinding her pussy on his fat cockhead. Her cuntlips fluttered around the meaty wedge and pussy juice streamed down his rampant prickshaft.
Holding his prick by the base, she rubbed the tip around in her fuck-slot as if it were a spoon stirring a cream bowl. Her clit sparked against his cockmeat and more pearly cunt juice trickled down his fucker.
Mike moaned on her tits as he sucked greedily. He humped up from the seat, pushing half of his cockhead up into the girl's smoldering cunt. She cradled his head to her tits and looked over his shoulder, keeping a watchful eye on the van to see if it began to rock with a suspicious rhythm.
Mike's hands slid under her ass, cupping the firm asscheeks. Lucy began to fuck down on his prick very slowly, taking his prick up her pussy inch by inch.
Mike bridged under her, holding his ass up from the seat as she pushed her pussy down his pounding prick. He groaned as he felt his rockhard cock fuck deeper into the wet, clinging sleeve of her tight pussy.
Lucy's trim ass jerked and she shoved down the final inch, stuffing her cunt full of prick. She whimpered with the joy of a full cunt. His flaring cockhead was buried in the very core of her loins, feeling like a lump of molten iron burnng in the depths. His thick cockstalk levered up her cunt hole and her pliable cuntlips were plastered around the hairy root of his cock like a suction cup.
She held the full penetration, savoring the thrill of being gorged to the brim with pounding prick and letting Mike thrill to the blissful sensation of having every inch of his prick bedded in tight, rippling cuntmeat.
Her fuck-hole fluttered, tightening around his cockshaft, molding the soft, padded walls to the contours of his prick. Her cunt muscles worked, clamping around his cock in a series of concentric rings that rippled up the long cockshaft as if she were jerking him off inside her pussy.
She moaned as his cock hammered inside her, swelling and spreading her cunt hole. They fitted together perfectly, his plug jamming her socket. Mike marveled that a girl who fucked as much as Lucy did could still have such a tight cunt.
Lucy squirmed on his buried prick, not starting to fuck up and down yet but grinding on his prick. His cock jolted and pounded and her pussy sucked and pulled and dragged. His balls were jammed tight to her ass as she squatted over his loins, impaled on his towering fucker.
"Ummm-I love it-I fucking love it!" she murmured in his ear as he fucked on her fat tits and she continued to gaze out at the van.
Her thighs tensed and Lucy pulled her pussy slowly up his cocklance. She rose until only the bulging wedge of his cockhead was stuck in her fuck-slot. Cunt juice poured down his vibrant cockstalk and pooled on his balls. Then she slid down on his prick again, twisting her hips so that she was screwing her cunt onto his cock.
Mike's cockmeat was humming like a vibrator and her cunt was squishing and slurping, sucking on his cock like a mouth. Her trim ass swung from side to side and her lithe hips churned wildly.
Mike heaved upward to meet her, fucking his cock into her cunt as she descended. The hot cockmeat hissed up her fuck-tunnel and steamed as it came sliding out. His balls were so full that they sloshed when they hit the curve of her ass.
Lucy began to cream.
Her cunt was melting around his hot prick like a wax candle around a flaming wick. As her cum-juice gushed out, they slammed together faster, his fucker driving up the slippery tunnel like a torpedo in a swamp.
"Cumming-cumming!" she gurgled.
Mike poured the prick to her frantically as his balls ballooned towards a blow-out.
"Cum in me-shoot up my cunt!" she wailed. "Give me your hot fuck-juice!"
Creaming, herself, Lucy was yearning for the hot spurts of his jism. Her loins whipped up and down in a frenzy as she gorged her gash on his rock-hard prick.
Her cum-cream was soaking out, lathering her crotch and soaking Mike's bloated balls. Her seething fuck-hole sucked hungrily on his prick, milking like a vacuum tube. Her pussy gripped his prick and slurped like a suction cup.
Mike gasped as he soared to the heights.
"Gonna fucking blow!" he cried.
"Yeah-yeah-yeah!" she squealed, her cunt on fire and yearning for his extinguishing foam.
She fucked her pussy down to the hilt of his cock and as his cockmeat filled her to the brim, she felt his cumming begin.
His balls exploded against her ass and his long, thick prickshaft shuddered as the jism came rushing up the tube. His cockhead flared in her cunt core. Then his steaming hot cum was hosing her cunt. Lucy shoved down against the torrent. His cum geysered straight up into her pussy, so hot and thick and heavy that she felt as if she were squatting astride Old Faithful when it erupted.
She pulled up and he shot a wad of cum into her on the backstroke. The cock cream poured up her fuck-hole from slot to core. Then her cum-drenched cunt slammed back down, taking his cockmeat in through the slime, splashing as he stuffed her full.
The cum that still coated her tongue from blowing him liquefied again in her hot mouth, foaming on her taste buds. Lucy thought he was cumming in her cunt so hard that his jism must be squirting up into her mouth from inside.
Mike gasped as his last jism-jet sped out.
He slumped back on the seat, trembling and shaking, his heels drumming against the floorboard and his body arched convulsively. Lucy continued to ride his spent prick for a few minutes, making sure that she had milked out every precious drop of his cum as she worked off the last spasms of her own creaming. Then she sank down on him, panting.
His prick was still stuck up her cunt hole and it was still stiff and vibrant.
Lucy was tempted to rest for a moment, then start fucking him again, without for a second pulling her pussy off his prick. Her cunt muscles gave a tentative tug, and his cock pulsed and jerked promisingly.
She drew slowly up his prick to the cockknob. Cum and cunt juice streamed down the veined cockstalk as her pliable cuntlips collared the swollen slab. Jism had sprayed out of her pussy as his plunger plugged her full, and her cunt bush and ass were lathered with the spillage.
She pushed down to the root of his fucker again.
Mike, thinking they were going to fuck again, grinned and began to lift her by the cheeks of her ass, hiking her up until his cockhead emerged in her cunt gash, then dropping her back down his prickshaft.
Her tits swung saucily into his face as she arched her back and pumped her belly. His potent balls were beginning to recharge, swelling drop by drop. She reached down behind her ass to fondle those ballooning balls lovingly, adoring them for the hot cum-load they had fed her.
But then, through misty eyes, Lucy saw that the mysterious van had started to sway and rock.
As lovely as it felt to be sitting on a cuntful of big, hard cock, the girl was even more eager to find out what her mother was doing. She had a pretty good idea, but seeing was better than suspecting.
She slowly drew her cunt off Mike's cock, pulling it out as it had gone in, inch by inch.
His cockhead popped from her pussy with a juicy slurp. She shifted aside. His glistening prick stood, swaying over his lap and a creamy blend of cum and cunt cream gushed from her emptied fuck-slot, pouring down the insides of her thighs.
Mike looked at her questioningly, wondering why she had uncoupled, knowing from experience that Lucy never left a stiff prick unfucked. He wanted to get his balls drained at least once more before her mother returned.
"What do you wanna do now?" he croaked.
And she told him.
"Let's go spy on Mom!"
CHAPTER FIVE
As soon as she had stepped into the van and closed the doors behind her, Anne began to take her clothing off. She saw no reason to hesitate and she certainly wasn't going to play hard to get. As she stripped, the three horny young men sat there at her feet, gazing up in awe, as if they were worshiping a fleshy fertility symbol.
Her big tits swung free and the guys' pricks sprouted up higher in response, growing like meaty stakes from their loins. Anne faced the group as she wriggled out of her panties. Naked, she revolved through a full circle, letting the youths admire her curvaceous body from all angles.
She tossed her head and swung her ass, pumped her belly and jerked her hips. Standing with her legs apart, she dipped at the knees and tilted her groin up so that the boys, gazing up, looked right at her wet cunt.
Anne was wondering which of the randy young men she should have first, and how she should have him. Her cunt was smoldering hot, but her mouth was horny, too. She licked her lips and ran a hand up her pussy gash, as if checking to see which of her holes needed to be plugged most.
The boys made no moves towards her, stunned by her sudden appearance like the answer to a dream.
Anne saw that all three of their cockheads had begun to dribble pre-cum and figured that they were going to cum quickly. But that was okay. Anne didn't mind premature ejaculators-as long as she had plenty of them together, all lined up in a row in a sort of prick parade. Too, because they were young and potent, she guessed that each of them could shoot more than one load of cum out in a session.
Anne decided to start with some simple straight fucking and then engineer a more complex coupling for the second round, when they would last longer.
She knelt down among them. Smiling, she arched and shoved her tits out invitingly. The boys clustered around her, feeling her ass and tits, their stiff cocks aimed at her lush body as if she were the target of a firing squad.
Anne fondled their cocks and caressed their balls, her hands gliding from crotch to crotch. Doug was sucking on a heavy tit and Ralph was kneading the firm cheeks of her ass. Ned, more romantic, kissed her on the lips. Anne slowly sank down on the mattress as they hovered over her like greedy pigs at a trough.
All three cocks were rock hard and throbbing, and Anne didn't really give a shit which of the boys fucked her first. She lay back and spread her legs and waited for one of them to take the initiative. Ralph's prick jolted over her face, and she craned her neck up and licked up the under side of his heavily veined cockshaft. Ned's cockknob nudged her cheek and she turned her face and sucked on the long, tapered slab. But then she drew her mouth off his cock, knowing that if she got into the rhythm of a suck she was liable to milk him off. And she wanted all three of their cum-loads in her cunt, for starters.
She bridged, lifting her knees.
"Fuck me," she rasped. "Somebody fuck my cunt!"
Doug's long prick was closest to her cunt as the other two knelt beside her face. He rolled between her thighs and knelt there, his prick jutting out, the heavy cockhead laid on the curly shelf of her cunt mound.
He jerked his ass back and his cock slid down into her crotch, the cock-knob slipping into her cunt gash.
Anne's cunt began to drag his prick in.
Doug didn't even have to thrust or hump. He just knelt there, gasping and whimpering as the woman's fuck-hole swallowed his prick inch by inch. Her cuntlips sucked and her wet pussy walls dragged as her cunt pulled his cockmeat in hungrily. The boy moaned, feeling as if that tight cunt was going to pull his prick right off his loins. Just like a greedy mouth, Anne's fuckhole fed on his cock.
Doug fucked the last inch in, his balls whacking against the curve of her upthrust ass. He held his prick buried, letting her pussy work on him.
Anne's lust-twisted face was turning from side to side, and she was taking a suck on Ralph's cockhead, then a slug of Ned's. She mouthed them in turn, a single slurp on each, not wanting them to cum in her mouth yet, but simply keeping their cocks hot and hard as they awaited their turns at bat. Tasty seepage slimed onto her taste buds, whetting her appetite. As her tongue flared, so did her clit, as if those two sensitive buds echoed each other's stimulation.
Anne began to fuck frantically.
She pulled her pussy up to Doug's cock-knob, then pumped it back down to the root. The boy gave a strangled cry and began to throw the cockmeat into her savagely. It was like fucking a wet whirlwind as she churned under him.
He plunged and plowed and pumped, fucking the cock to her violently as he matched her wild tempo. Her loins were dancing as she bucked and churned under the boy's furious assault. His ass corkscrewed as he fucked his long cock into her balls-deep, then whipped it out to the cock-knob. Her pussy squeezed and sucked as he withdrew, and she swiveled her hips on the backstroke so that her sodden cunt sleeve wound itself around on the withdrawing prick.
As Anne had expected, her young lover was soaring immediately towards the creamy crest. His whole body began to jerk as if he were coming apart at the seams.
"Gonna scum you, lady!" he croaked.
'llmmm! Ahhhh!" she moaned, longing for it, her fuck-hole parched for a load of jism.
Doug spiked her to the core and howled like a beast in torment as he balanced on the peak for an instant. Then his cum was pouring into Anne and her pussy dissolved as she creamed on his squirting prick. The horny young man had a lot of cum and he pumped it into her abundantly.
Drained, he gasped and sank over her, his head dropping onto her fat tits. His cock was still stuck up her and feeling nicely tense, and he might well have rested on her voluptuous body for a few minutes and then started fucking her again, without even uncoupling.
But then Ralph moved down and grasped his companion by the hips, jerking the youth back. Doug's prick came slithering out of Anne's soaking pussy, and he flopped over onto his back, panting. His fucker swayed above him, still stiff despite his massive cumming.
Anne was about to suggest that they try another position for the next fuck, but these horny young men were inexperienced and unimaginative-and desperate. Ralph pounced on her as Doug had, in the missionary position. Anne jerked her cunt up to meet him and he buried his cock on the first lunge.
Ralph's prick didn't plunge as deeply up her fuck-hole as Doug's longer prick had, but it was fatter, spreading her cunt walls out wider and really giving her clit a thorough massage as it slammed in and out.
He dipped and fed her a long, rippling, underslung stroke that lifted her ass up from the mattress, then he shifted higher and fucked into her cunt from above, as if he were trying to fuck her right through the floorboard. His thick cock ran over her clit and that hot nugget detonated.
She threw her thighs around his flanks, hooking her knees and drumming her heels on his jolting ass. His balls swung in and slapped against her ass like sodden blackjacks. She clamped him between her legs and squirmed, coiling and uncoiling under him as he fucked into her savagely.
Grunting like a hog, the randy lad surged towards the heights of sensation and his cum rushed into her pussy in a torrent, splashing into the thick, gooey cum-load that his companion had already filled her full of.
Anne gurgled with rapture. The horny woman loved to be full of hot, thick jism. And now her cunt was soaking so heavily that she could feel the stuff sloshing around. When she twisted her belly, she thought that she could even hear the moist sound of a cum tide shifting inside her.
And Ned was still eagerly waiting his turn.
Ralph grunted with satisfaction and plucked his thick, gnarled prick out of her pussy. That potent prick was still standing stiff as a briar as he rolled away to make room for Ned.
Ned mounted Anne enthusiastically, in the same position. She smiled at his eagerness. These young men were like horny hounds after a bitch in heat, she thought. She was going to have to teach them a few new tricks.
But first, she welcomed Ned's initial cum-load.
The boy fed his long, tapering cock into her flooded cunt gash and held it buried to the root for a moment. His fucker flared and pulsed in the slime sea that drenched her cunt tunnel. Then her cunt walls fluttered closed, outlining the spear-shaped contours of his rock-hard cock. He began to fuck into her, and Anne met him with vigor.
She gazed up into his excited face, loving the way his expression was all contorted by lust, really enjoying satisfying these horny young men.
She failed to see two heads come sliding up to peer in the rear window of the van.
Lucy and Mike had come for a look....
"Holy fuck!" Lucy gasped.
She and Mike exchanged heated glances, then both looked back into the interior of the van, fascinated. Lucy's mom was getting gangbanged! The scene made Lucy's pussy smolder and juice. She trembled all through her nubile body, hot as a pistol despite the nice fuck that Mike had already fed to her pussy.
It was obvious that the other two guys had already fucked her. Their pricks were still big and hard, but they were drenched with pearly cunt juice and streaked with cum, and Lucy knew they had been sunk into her mother's fuck-hole already-and that they were waiting for another crack at her cunt!
Lucy reached down and began to fondle Mike's prick through his pants. Then she slipped her hand inside the waistband to caress his naked cock and balls.
Mike reached under her skirt from behind, fingering her foaming fuck-slot and pulling on her clit.
Side by side, the lovers frigged each other steadily as they enjoyed the vicarious thrill of watching her curvaceous mother getting fucked.
From the rear window, they could see all the juicy details. Ned's skinny ass was jolting and jerking and his bloated balls swung in and out like the dewlaps of a rutting moose. His long prick vanished in her hairy pussy, then pulled out all soaking with cum and jism.
Anne was fucking like a crazed animal, going fuck-crazy on Ned's long, tapered prick. She was cumming again and yearning for yet another boiling load of jism. His prick sank in like a pointed stake in a sodden slot, pumping foaming fuck-slime from her cunt each time he stuffed her full.
Anne's pussy was so full of cum that it was like he was shoving his cock into quicksand and the horny youth was getting ready to add his own cum to the smoldering cunt gash goblet. His tapered cockhead slid in easily, but his long cock got fatter at the hilt. And when he jammed it all up her, he spread her cunt slot out wide around the cock root. As her cuntlips stretched, more pearly cum ran down her crotch and seeped into the crack of her heaving ass, thick as glue and sticky as paste.
She felt his prick jolt dynamically.
"Blow it up me!" she cried.
Snorting like a stallion, Ned fucked his cock in and his jism rocketed into her melting pussy.
Jerking like a puppet, the boy emptied his cum load in a tidal torrent, his juice coming out in slimy ropes. His balls deflated a bit more on every cock-thrust.
Spent, he knelt over her as Anne jerked under him, grinding out her own final spasms.
Ned pulled his prick out and sat back on his heels, grinning and gasping. His tapered prick still angled up like a pike from his loins and his balls, although they were hanging slack, were already showing promising signs of swelling up with another load of jizz.
Anne sat up. Still unaware of the fact that her daughter was staring in awe at her well-fucked cunt, the woman tilted her head down and spread her thighs wide apart, gazing into her own creamy groin. She smiled with satisfaction. Her fuck-slot was gaping open in a wide oval, retaining the tubular shape of the prick that had just been withdrawn.
Rivers of cunt juice, streaked with thicker strands of gooey cock cream, poured from her pussy.
Adulterous Anne was thinking of her husband.
John had been horny when she left, and she figured that he would still be horny when she got home. And she was wondering if he would want to suck her cunt.
It was a thrilling thought. Would he wonder why her pussy was so incredibly creamy? Would he realize that she had been fucked and flooded with jism? And if he did, would he be able to discern three distinctive flavors and know that his wife had been fucked in a gang-bang? She knew it might make him jealous-but that it was certain to make him horny as hell, too.
If he didn't guess the truth, Anne figured that she would tell him about it, anyhow.
Anne wasn't about to keep her depravity a secret from her liberal-minded husband.
And her daughter already knew.
But Anne still didn't know that Lucy was a fascinated observer as she thought about her husband. She turned, smiling, towards her three young lovers.
Nor did she realize that whether or not John might want to suck her cunt when she got home, the man was already enjoying a very tasty snack of cunt....
CHAPTER SIX
John sprawled out on the bed, his well-frigged cock curving out in a meaty coil, the weight of the heavy cock-knob bending the long prick stalk slightly.
His daughter sat beside him, rubbing his cum into her plump tits. When John stared at the girl, she smiled and moved her thighs apart. Her cunt was a creamy caldron and her clit stood out like a bullet.
"Do-do I have to use the vibrator again, Daddy?" Kitty asked him in a trembling voice.
John groaned. Some last shred of inhibition struggled with his base desires. He groaned again. Kitty was staring at him hopefully. Her tits were glistening with his spunk and she dipped one little hand down over her curly blonde vee and gave her clit a stroke, shuddering.
"Please, Daddy?" she pleaded.
John's eyes glowed with lust. He had already let her jerk him off, and he reasoned that it wouldn't be any naughtier if he were to return the favor. Frigging each other wasn't really like incest, he rationalized. As long as I just touch her with my hands, it's only fondling, just affectionate fooling around. I mustn't fuck her, though John should have known better.
He sat up and took Kitty by the shoulders, gently drawing her down onto the bed. He leaned over her, stroking her slim flanks tenderly as they gazed into each other's eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered. Whatever inhibitions John might still have, his daughter didn't share them, obviously. She tilted her soaking pussy up eagerly at the base of her slim, nubile torso, eager for his caress.
John kissed her lightly on the lips.
Kitty's tongue flicked into his mouth and fires raged through his loins. His bloodstream seemed to be lugging lumps of lust through his veins. With a sob, he moved his head down and began to suck on her pert, rosy nipples. His face switched from tit to tit as he sucked each stiff bud in turn, then ran his slurping lapper up through her cleavage. He mouthed a pink nipple again, feeling it explode in his lips.
Kitty cupped her firm tit mounds, pushing them together as she thrust them up into her daddy's face. As he nursed on her nipples, he slid his open hand down her flat belly. The heel of his palm rested on her curly vee and his fingers trailed down into her creamy cunt slot.
Kitty shuddered and whimpered.
Letting any boy feel her up was lovely, but having her own handsome daddy caressing her cunt thrilled the sexy teenager to the core. She cradled his head to her tits and her ass and hips began to move in a rhythmic fucking motion as she worked her pussy against his hand.
John stroked her wet cuntlips and fingered her vibrant cut. He bunched three fingers together and gently fucked them up her hot cunt hole.
"Oh, yes-ooooh, Daddy!" she moaned.
John finger-fucked in and out, pushing in knuckles deep and wriggling his fingers inside her tight pussy. His thumb rubbed her clit as he frigged her fuck-sleeve. Her hot pussy was pulling and sucking, and John was filled with a dark desire to look at her cunt while he frigged it.
He moved slowly down from her pert tits, kissing along her trembling belly and then moving his wet lips on her golden-haired cunt mound. He drew back slightly so that he could gaze into her open pussy, watching his fingers slip in. Her cuntlips opened wide, the slot filled with cream.
His face hovered over her loins, framed by her slim, shapely thighs. His expression was twisted with desire. He inhaled the pungent perfume waiting from her overheated pussy and whimpered hungrily.
Turning his head, he licked at the moist insides of one thigh, then the other.
"You wanna eat me, don't you, Daddy?" she sighed.
"Oh, I-I-"
"It's okay, Daddy. You can suck my cunt. Ooooh, yeah! Suck me off!" she cried.
John kissed her bushy cunt mound, his tongue sliding out to rustle through the blonde cunt curls like a moist pink rodent in a sunny glade.
Kitty jerked her pelvis up, trying to push her pussy onto his face. He licked down her legs again, not putting his mouth on her steaming cunt yet. He was so hungry for his daughter's sweet pussy that his tongue felt bloated, the red lapper meat sizzling in his drooling maw.
He wanted to lick the sexy girl all over, to savor every inch of her hot young body. Holding her by the hips, he turned her over. Her trim little ass stuck up and he kissed and licked her tight asscheeks as she whimpered and squirmed. He spread those smooth mounds apart and ran his tongue up the tangy crack, tongue bathing her ass.
Her tiny little shit hole rippled and John licked at it, then nudged his tongue into the puckered slot. He slobbered into her asshole, then sucked his own saliva back out.
Kitty was panting and shoving her ass up into her father's face joyfully as he licked at her ass, driven wild by the succulence of her cherry shit chute. His drool ran down the crack between her spread asscheeks and seeped into her foaming pussy.
He shot his lapper as far up her ass tunnel as it would go, wriggling it about, tonguefucking her shit hole. She squirmed and wriggled in ecstasy. The more her daddy fucked his tongue into her ass, the hotter the girl's cunt and clit were getting. She drew her knees up under her, shoving her ass back into his face.
"Do my pussy, Daddy-eat me out!" she gasped.
John's face slid down from her asshole and he buried his head into her crotch from behind. His forehead was brushing on the firm cushions of her asscheeks and his mouth was clamped to her fiery fuck-slot.
He lapped at her open cuntlips, slurped at her cut, then stabbed his lapper up her gooey gash.
As he tongue-fucked her, his lips plastered themselves to her cunt slot like a suction cup to a drain.
His lapper floated into her soaking pussy slot like a pliable pink raft in a morass. Cunt juice bubbled on his tongue and spilled into his parted lips. He sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, gulping from his daughter's pussy.
Holding her by the hips, he pulled her ass back as if he were trying to bury his whole head up into her cunt. He was sucking ravenously, in a feeding frenzy. He knelt behind her, shaking, as his face jerked around under her ass, coating himself with cunt cream from chin to brow. He twisted down to lick up the overflow from her inner thighs, heaved up to rim out her shit slot again, then plastered his lips onto her pussy and French kissed her deeply up her fuckhole as his mouth nursed on the hairy rim.
Kitty squealed in rapture as the waves of bliss began to race across her loins and shoot up her thighs. The flow from her cunt was getting hotter and creamier as she surged towards the peak of passion.
"Cum, baby-cum for Daddy!" he gurgled, the words muffled on her cunt.
His tongue shot out through a tide of cunt juice as her pussy melted and creamed. He sank down from his knees, pressed flat to the bed with his head up in her crotch as he voraciously gulped her sweet pussy nectar down.
John's prick was like a bar of steel again.
As he lay belly down, his hard-on pressed into the mattress like a crowbar, levering his ass up. He ground his mouth into her pussy like a terrier shaking a rat, gurgling and gasping as her juicy flow filled his mouth.
Kitty cried out in rapture and her cunt spilled cream into her father's face volcanically, the steaming lava of her loins pouring into his eager lips. Her clit was going off like a machine gun as he sucked on it. And each time that hot nugget exploded like a detonator, it set off another explosion deep in her pussy. More girl cum gushed out with every spasm.
The highest wave rocketed through Kitty's smoldering loins and she shuddered and slumped down on the bed, her ass still hiked up high as she pressed her face to the mattress, a dreamy smile on her lips and her blue eyes glazed.
John turned her onto her back again, his mouth still stuck on her pussy, lips working and tongue stabbing as he sucked her down from the peak. He continued to mouth hungrily until he as sure that he had worked off every sweet spasm and swallowed all of her cunt cum.
Then he raised his head out of her crotch, his jaw dripping like a feeding wolf's. He gazed up at the girl's face and she smiled back at him, totally without regret.
"That was so good, Daddy," she purred. "You can tongue-fuck me anytime you want."
John trembled at the prospect-and his prick gave a mighty lurch, nearly lifting his ass up like a boulder being wedged out of the earth. He flopped over onto his back and his rock-hard cocklance stood tall.
"Oooooh!" Kitty murmured, seeing that her daddy's big cock was ready to fuck again.
In satisfying his hungry mouth, he had made his prick horny again, and Kitty grinned impishly as she realized the reverse was also true.
With her pussy sated, her mouth was drooling.
"I wanna suck you now, Daddy," she whispered.
John groaned-and then he grinned, abandoned to fuck-lust as his cute little daughter slid down for another family feeding....
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kitty bent over her father's upthrust prick, her fat tits brushing his lean belly as she lowered her head into his groin. Her nose rubbed against his cockhead and she sniffed, inhaling the manly fragrance. The youngster was drooling so much that her mouth was as wet as her cunt. She didn't touch him with her hands, wanting to do the whole job by mouth. As he thrust his loins up, she pressed her nose to his bloated balls and whiffed the subtly different aroma of ballmeat.
Her tongue flicked out.
"Yummy," she purred, as her father stiffened under that gentle lapping.
She thrust her tits out and rubbed the pink tips against his purple cockhead, then let him nudge it up into her smooth cleavage. He tit-fucked her for a few strokes as she gazed down, watching his flaring cockhead come squeezing out from between her tits.
Then she took his cock into her mouth.
Her lips nuzzled and nursed on the tasty prick-knob, then her blonde head began to rise and fall as if the girl were ducking for apples. She took almost all of his long fucker into her mouth and sucked through every inch.
As she mouthed his cockmeat, the minx glanced up at his face, her eyes glinting mischievously. John moaned softly. He didn't know how many cocks his daughter had sucked in the past, but she was mouthing his prick skillfully-perhaps with a talent inherited from her cock-hungry mother.
Her wet tongue arched into a velvet carpet against the underside of his cockshaft. His prick rode over that fluttering lapper as it pushed back to her gullet. Her face turned from one side to the other and she took his cockhead into each cheek, then back into her throat again. Her compressed lips were winding like a screw as they slid down his cocklance. Saliva ran down as she drew back to the cocktip.
Kitty was going suck-crazy on that delicious hunk of paternal prick and longing for a mouthful of fatherly fuck-juice.
She whimpered with dark desire as she nursed on his fat fucker and yearned for a drink from his piss hole, eager to drain the balls from where, not many years before, she had begun. His balls were swelling like overheated boilers ready to burst at the seams and to spill his cum steam from the safety valve of his ballooning cockhead.
Up and down her blonde head flew, golden tresses curtaining his belly and balls as she greedily gulped every inch of his prick into her voracious mouth. Her lips nibbled at the base of his cock and then drew slowly up to the cockhead.
"Daddy-daddy-" she breathed, whispering onto his bloated cockhead.
John stared down, fascinated as he watched his huge cock push into his little girl's pretty lips.
The man was going wild with the thrill of it-the sight and the sound and, above all, the hot sensation of his daughter's drooling mouth on his cockmeat. Her saliva nearly sizzled on his cockhead.
He felt a thick, quicksilvery nugget of jism ooze very slowly up his cockshaft. Inch by inch, that hot blob rose toward the cocktip. Kitty laid her flattened tongue against the underside of his cockhead, sensing that his pre-cum was about to start sliming out. The thick spunky glob slid from his piss hole and slid onto her lapper like an oyster.
"Ahhhhh!" she sighed, relishing the sweet taste and the gooey texture.
She let his pre-cum bathe her taste buds for a moment. Then he saw her throat delicately pulse as she swallowed the first drop. It warmed her belly like a fine cognac.
She purred, rising up to lick her lips and sticking her tongue out to show her father his creamy residue coating the pink meat.
Then she dove onto his prick again, sucking hungrily as her facial fuck-hole sped up and down his cock. His prickmeat was red hot, stroking into her head like a piston. Her tongue danced as her lips pulled and sucked.
"Feed me, Daddy!" she whined. "I wanna swallow your scrumptious slime!"
The naughty teenager's wanton words drove lances of lust into her father's loins. He began to heave violently up into her face as she sucked on his prick. His ass bounced on the bed and his fuck-shaft gorged her maw. As he whipped up frantically, he tipped the girl sideways on his prick. Kitty rolled with him, keeping her mouth on his cock.
John lay on his side, fucking into her face. Then he rose and knelt over her. Holding her head between his hands, he began to fuck her mouth just as if it were a cunt. His cock plunged in to the hilt and his cock-knob slid back into her tight throat. She gulped and gagged but held it in, then sucked greedily on the backstroke.
Kitty cupped his balls, fondling them, feeling the juicy cum-load shift inside his bloated ball-sac. He wedged into her, his iron-hard cock levering in the collar of her lips as it fucked back into her throat.
More thick, frothy pre-cum slid out and Kitty gurgled with joy, drinking it and sucking for more. Her spunky lips moved on his slimy prickknob, and she was whimpering with longing.
"Fuck my mouth, Daddy!" she moaned. "Use my fucking mouth for a fuck-hole-spunk in my-unghhh!"
She gulped as his prick clogged her gullet again and spilled more pre-cum down her throat in a creamy cascade.
John fucked his cock into his daughter's eager maw, his cock pounding and hammering and his balls jamming to her lips as his cockrod vanished. He sank his fucker in and dragged it back through the sucking oval of her mouth. His ass brushed over her upthrust tits as he fucked in steadily. He was spilling out so much sticky pre-cum that Kitty thought he had already climaxed for a moment. But his cock continued to jolt in, swelling and thundering as the peak approached.
Kitty sucked with such enthusiasm that when he pulled his prick out, her lips were distending, dragged along his retreating cockstalk as if he were pulling her mouth inside out. Jism swirled in her cheeks and dribbled from her lips. Her tongue was awash in the stuff.
John felt his balls burst and he rammed his prick in to the root. His fuck-juice exploded into his daughter's mouth in great, creamy lumps.
Kitty gasped and gulped, drinking out of her daddy's prick with dark desire, relishing the succulence of his thick, nourishing jism.
Cum splashed on her tongue and sloshed in her throat. She slurped and slobbered, gulping the stuff down, loving it all the more because it was creaming from her daddy's balls. She sucked on his cum-spurting prick and swallowed voraciously as John kept pumping it to her abundantly, cumming with even more juice than when she'd jerked him off.
Her belly was filling up, and still his cock sprayed more jizz into her mouth. He stared down at her lovely, radiant face, watching his prick sink in and thrilled by the sight of his jism overflowing her lips and running down her chin.
He faltered, his balls draining. His cock kept on fucking into her face, but he was pumping it to her erratically now, missing a stroke and losing the beat.
Kitty's greedy maw kept on sucking, her head moving faster than his cock now as she milked and nursed and sucked the last gooey drops of cum from his piss hole. Her mouth was a swamp of steaming hot cum mixed with saliva, and his spent prick sloshed suddenly as it hit her tongue.
Groaning, feeling as if he'd shot his brains out through his cock, John toppled over onto the bed. Kitty glided along with him, her head still coupled to his cock. As he sprawled out, she pounded her mouth up and down, making absolutely certain that she had drained him to the dregs.
Drawing her cum-soaked lips from his prick, she used her nimble tongue to gather up the errant jism that had overflowed down his cockshaft and onto his balls. She nuzzled his balls and licked up and down the cockstalk, lapping up every gooey drop and swallowing it all.
His cock had softened into a fat loop, but as the girl laved it so lovingly it began to jerk and twitch and rise back up straight and stiff. She turned her face sideways and slid her lips up and down his prickshaft, tracing the vein that seemed the underside and slurping at the spot where his purple prick-knob spread from the tubular prickshaft.
John was moaning. His loins felt hollow and spent. Yet as his insatiable daughter continued to work on his cock, he could feel his vitality returning. Every vein in his body seemed to be charged with a hot current and his nerves glowed in a fiery network.
Kitty sucked his cockhead back into her mouth. It had turned rubbery, but as she nursed on the big slab it began to swell and pulse. She whimpered happily, adoring the sensation of having a huge growth swelling inside her mouth. Her head moved up and down and his prick stopped bending and jacked up into a rock-hard piston.
As her blonde head bobbed down, her trim little ass jerked up. She was kneeling with her knees apart and her pussy was streaming heavily again.
John grasped her nubile hips and drew her creamy crotch onto his upturned face. She sighed on his cock and ground her pussy on his mouth.
They began to sixty-nine enthusiastically, Kitty riding her father's face as her head dived on his cock. His prick was thundering again and her pussy was smoldering. The naughty girl didn't know which end of the inverted encounter she was enjoying most. It felt so lovely to have her daddy's fat cock fucking her drooling mouth, and it felt equally wonderful to have his hot tongue fucking into her cunt.
Her head bobbed down, gorging her maw to the root of his prick. Then as she pulled up, sucking through the throbbing length of his cockrod, she shoved her ass down and plastered her pussy on his face.
Her limber body wriggled and rippled. As she sucked deeply on her daddy's cock, tits swelling as she filled her lungs, her cunt sucked on his tongue, as if the girl had a mouth at each end.
John was reacting in the same rhythm. As he fucked his prick into his little girl's face he slapped his lapper up into her juicy pussy. His tongue probed in deep, then laved her clit as it flipped out. He was French kissing her cunt as her tongue dipped into his piss hole at the other end, as if the greedy girl was trying to lick the next cum-load out of his cockhead before he shot off.
Kitty began to tremble. Her father's cock felt so good as it plunged into her mouth that she just had to wonder what it would feel like to have that huge cock fucking in and out of her pussy? And his tongue was diving into her fuckhole with a steady fucking motion, thrilling her-and hinting at how his prick might thunder up her hot pussy.
Giving and getting incestuous head was a joy, but she had already had plenty of both.
Now Kitty wanted to fuck her father.
And John was in no condition to deny his daughter....
CHAPTER EIGHT
If it was true that callous youths lost respect for a woman once they had fucked her, then the three young men in the van were definitely not callous, for they sat there staring at Anne in profound awe and high regard.
Her reputation had not been damaged in the eyes of her daughter, either. Lucy was thrilled to have a mother who got gang-banged by strangers. It gave the girl an insight into her own inclinations, in fact, and she felt that her promiscuity was absolved. Who could blame her for an inherited inclination?
Stroking Mike's prick as he finger-fucked her cunt hole and fondled her cut, Lucy stared through the window of the van and hoped that her mom would perform some more.
Which, naturally, Anne did.
"Anyone for seconds, boys?" she asked gaily.
They grinned happily, gaining more and more respect for such an insatiable sexpot. She sure could fuck!
And she was looking from prick to prick now, as if trying to make up her mind who to fuck next.
Then Anne smiled mysteriously.
"The gang-bang is over, fellas," she said.
Doug looked crest-fallen, Ralph groaned and Ned sighed. It had been too good to be true, they figured. This gorgeous woman was a sort of secondary cock-teaser, after all.
"Now it's time for a cluster-fuck," she added.
Now they grinned again-and Lucy trembled with excitement as she watched.
Jeez-how wicked Mom is, the girl thought. How wonderfully wanton! How deliciously depraved!
She gazed at Anne's incredibly creamy cunt in wonderment-and with a stirring of dark desire. Lucy didn't quite understand why it made her tongue tingle to stare at her mom's cum-soaked cunt, but it sure did!
She squirmed on Mike's hand and squeezed his prick and settled down to play the spectator again-and quite a performance it turned out to be.
The boys were more than game, but they were inexperienced and didn't see how Anne was going to take all three of them on at the same time. They sat there, waiting for her to take the initiative in constructing the carnal cluster-which Anne was pleased to do. Seducing and enlightening naive young boys was a joy for the nymphomaniacal woman, and she was happy to choreograph the cluster-fuck.
Moving to Doug, she pushed him down flat on the mattress and threw one knee across, straddling his loins. He bridged like a wrestler under a pin, sticking his prick up into her crotch.
His cock-knob slid around in her cunt gash and cunt juice trickled down his cockshaft.
Anne poised on his prick-knob for a moment, wriggling into her dominant position. Then she slowly lowered her fuck-hole down onto his cockshaft, taking his prick in to the balls. Her wet cuntlips spread out around the root of his cock and his balls were cushioned against her ass.
Ralph and Ned waited eagerly, panting like dogs.
Anne reached out, tits swinging heavily, and grasped Ned's prick by the thick base. His cock tapered up from that broad hilt to the sharply pointed, spear-shaped crown-and it was admirably suited for what Anne had in mind. Smiling devilishly, she drew him behind her.
She rubbed his cockhead up and down the crack of her ass, then turned her hand and guided the slick purple cocktip into the tight bud of her asshole.
Ned gasped, gaping down at his prick as it flared in that puckered slot.
"Jeez, lady-you want it up the ass?" he croaked.
"Urn-hum," she purred, squirming on Doug's prick as she ground her ass back on Ned's cock-knob.
The boy hesitated-but only for a moment. The others were always teasing him about having a needle dick, and he knew they would rib him unmercifully, later, about where he had dipped that tapered fuck-tool. But the invitation was such too inviting to worry about that.
He grasped Anne by the hipbones, holding them like handles. Hauling her haunches back, he wriggled like a monkey as he began to wedge his prick into her shit hole.
Anne held her cunt down all the way on Doug's cock and shoved her ass back. Her ass ring resisted for a second, then rippled and fluttered and loosened. Ned's long slippery cockhead began to nudge into her asshole. The pointed cocktip fucked in easily and the tapered stalk began to follow. Anne grunted. His cock got thicker towards the root, and each inch he fed her was spreading her shit chute out wider. It hurt just a little, but that slight tingle of pain only served to enhance the thrill of ass-fucking, adding a spark to the sensation. He levered in steadily as she wriggled to help him.
Ned jolted and buried the last inch of his cockmeat.
"Oooooh!" Anne squealed.
Her ass ring was clamped tightly around the thick holt and his long prick was delving deeply up into her ass guts. His cockhead flared in her bowels as the cockrod throbbed and pulsed up the passage.
Ned's bloated balls hung down into her crotch, jammed against Doug's balls. Holding all of his prick in her ass, he pumped his cock muscles. Doug's prick was pulsing, as well. The two boys could feel each other's cock throbbing through the slender membrane that separated Anne's cunt channel from her ass guts.
Ned turned her by the hips, arching his back and keeping his cock fucked in balls-deep. Her ass ring clamped on the hilt as her cunt slot sucked on the root of Doug's prick. Anne's face was radiant with pleasure as she squirmed about, transfixed on a double load of cockmeat.
Doug's fat cockhead burned in the core of her cunt hole and Ned's prick-knob flared in her ass guts. Her chutes gripped them tightly, not let ting them fuck in and out yet, and then the cock-crazy woman reached out for Ralph.
Ralph joined in eagerly, kneeling over Doug's upturned face and thrusting his gnarled prick out into Anne's ecstatic face. Her lips parted and she slurped the hard cockmeat into her mouth, pushing down all the way until it was buried to the hairy hilt.
They didn't move for a while, linked together in this complex structure, a frozen tableau of flesh. Anne was stuffed as full of prick as a woman could get, and she was in seventh heaven, in prick-worshiper's paradise.
Her lips were plastered around the base of Ralph's cock as she took his prick-knob back into her throat. She inhaled as if she were smoking his fiery prick, blew down his cockrod, then inhaled on it again.
Her tight ass ring was clamped on Ned's cock, holding the long rod spiked far up into the coils of her ass guts, and her cuntlips were glued around the pulsating root of Doug's delightful fucker.
Anne whimpered with joy and gurgled with bliss as she wriggled ecstatically on the three way penetration. Her wide, firm-cheeked ass rolled like a pig roasting on a spit. She was winding her shit chute around on Ned's prick and grinding her fuck-hole on Doug's towering cock. And her head twisted, grinding the collar of her lips on Ralph's fat face-fucker.
She felt shot through and through with cocks, gulping voraciously on the meaty mouthful supplied by Ralph while the other two stuffed her loins to the brim. The boys were twitching and chomping at the bit, ready to fuck her to jelly, but Anne still held their cocks buried to the depths.
Ned was fucked so deep up her ass and Ralph was fucked so far down her throat that Anne wondered if their cockheads might not be bumping together somewhere in the middle of her digestive tract, like dogs rubbing noses. If they both shot at the same time, would their cocks spray each other deep in her belly? Her ass channel was stuffed, and Doug's rampant fucker was angling in via her pussy, all three cockheads smoldering inside her trembling body.
Then Anne began to fuck them....
Lucy was going crazy outside the van as she watched her wanton mother in action. She squeezed Mike's cock inside his pants and milked out some pre-cum in her hand. Then she yanked her hand out of his fly and licked at the slime, leaving his prick bucking and hammering so desperately it was threatening to batter its way through the fabric of his pants.
She groped up under her skirt, pushing Mike's caressing hand aside and cupping her pussy. Cunt juice dribbled out creamily into her palm. She rubbed her pussy, then jerked her hand up to her mouth again, lapping her own cunt nectar from her palm like a kitten licking a saucer of cream.
Her tongue was as hot as her clit, her mouth as horny as her cunt. And her eyes, glued to the interior of the van, were blazing like sex organs, themselves....
Anne moved slowly, pulling her pussy up Doug's cock to the cockhead. She paused, then shoved down, enveloping his prick to the root again as, with the same motion, she dragged her shit tunnel up Ned's prick. Her ass ring clamped and collared his prick just behind the no cock-knob.
They fell into the rhythm with the lascivious woman. Ned fucked up her ass as she pulled her cunt up Doug's cock, then he withdrew to the cockhead as she stuffed her pussy full again. Her thighs rippled and her ass churned as they fucked up her twin tracks, their stiff pricks passing inside her loins like trains in a tunnel.
Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked Ralph at the same tempo, gorging her mouth and gullet as her cunt and ass engulfed the other hot cocks.
Ned's slick prick dragged out of Anne's asshole, pulling her brown bud open. Doug's thick prick emerged from her frothy fuck-slot all lathered with cunt cream. Their balls swung together like ballast in her crotch, and Ralph's balls were jerking just over Doug's face as he fed his cockmeat to her, stuffing her mouth and jolting her head back.
They were grinding together like some well-oiled fucking machine, the pistons driving rhythmically into her cylinders as the pace increased.
Anne was buffeted and tumbled about on their cocks, jerked this way and that as they fucked in from all angles. She gasped as the friction got more intense. She thought that smoke must be pouring out of her cunt, steam drifting from her asshole, her saliva evaporating from her lips as cockmeat sizzled in her slobbering mouth.
Ralph fucked into her mouth as if it were a pussy, his balls looping over Doug's contorted face and whacking in against Anne's trembling chin. Her head twisted as she screwed her lips down on his jolting prick.
As Ralph fucked her face, her cunt was sucking like a greedy mouth as she pulled it up and pushed it down on Doug's rampant cocklance. Cunt juices splashed from her pussy as she fucked down to the base of his cockstalk, drenching the coupling and soaking his bloated balls.
Her snug shit chute was working on Ned's tapered prick as if she were trying to digest his cockmeat in reverse, rippling up his cockshaft, pulling and dragging his cockheads up into her ass guts. Her inner ass muscles fluttered as her asshole sucked his cock in hungrily.
Anne jerked as the first spasm shuddered through her body. Her cunt was creaming, her mouth was slobbering and her bowels were melting. Her nipples and her tongue flared as electrically as her clit, so that the horny woman seemed to be cumming in all three well-stuffed holes.
Her lips turned outwards as they grew up to the head of Ralph's succulent, gnarled cock.
"C'mon, boys! Jizz me!" she cried.
Now the fucking machine began to run amuck as they all neared the crest together. The meat pistons sped into her oily chambers frantically, juice-filled Juggernauts free wheeling and out of control, brakes burning out in the savage friction of the stroking. Their pricks swelled and throbbed as their balls whacked her like sandbags.
Anne was pummeled by prick, cudgeled by cock, beaten by bloated balls.
Suddenly the van was ringing with cries of joy that echoed from the metal walls as the three lusty youths soared to a peak at the same instant. Passion pealed like a bell and rutting lust rang like a gong. Three hot cocks sank into her, and three sets of balls erupted at the same moment.
Fuck-juice hosed into Anne's cunt and steamed into her ass guts and jetted into her mouth. She wailed in pure bliss. Her cunt was swallowing cock slime, her bowels were soaking up cum and she was gulping cock cream down by the mouthful, flooded furiously by the triple torrent, her body soaking the cum up like a sponge as her own cum juices poured out.
Rocking and heaving between them, Anne pounded away, milking the boys off greedily. Her cunt filled to the brim, her asshole flooded to the rim and her mouth gurgled as a steady stream of cum ran down her throat.
Slowly, spurt by sweet spurt, the intricate engine began to run out of fuel.
The boys began to wobble and flop and fuck into her with jerky thrusts. Anne kept on grinding, greedy for the last drops and working off her own creaming through the final flowing waves and seeping spasms.
At last she slumped over Doug and between the two boys plugging up her digestive tract from both ends. Ralph clung to her shoulders, his cock still seeping and dribbling on her tongue. Ned was collapsed over her haunches, his cock still up her shit chute. And Doug was spread-eagled at the base of the collapsing cluster, panting, his prick still stuck up into her pussy like a supporting structure, the cornerstone of the carnal construction.
They were all drained, but no one seemed in any hurry to withdraw from her juicy sockets. Their pricks stirred and rippled, starting to shrink and soften inside her. Anne wriggled just a bit more, enjoying the last shudders of her cumming. As their cocks diminished, her cunt and asshole tightened, still molding to the contours of the shrinking cocks, and her mouth was still clamped on Ralph's prick as it turned rubbery.
Ned pulled out first. Gripping his prick by the hilt, he leaned back and pulled it out of her shit hole. The slippery cock-knob slipped free. Cum bubbled from her asshole as if he'd pumped an enema into her guts. The thick fuck-slime slid down into her crotch and washed over Doug's drained balls.
Then Ralph jerked away and his cock slurped from her lips, spraying jism and saliva.
Whimpering, Anne tensed her firm thighs and slowly pulled her pussy off Doug's towering fucker. Her cunt slurped free and overflowed as his cock fell like a tree along his trembling thigh. She swayed, dizzy, dazed by her cumming.
But, being Anne, her glazed eyes were roving about the van, and she was wondering if any of them could get another hard-on.
The boys sprawled out, panting, cocks limp.
Anne crawled from one youth to the other, sucking each soft prick into her mouth in turn, relishing the taste of cockmeat and cunt cream and checking for signs of tension and vigor. They moaned, enjoying her mouthing, but they were empty and drained and unable to get their cocks up again.
Anne sighed, wanting more sex.
She got it, from a surprising source....
As the three young men had howled and wailed at the moment of their simultaneous cumming, heads had snapped around in alarm all through the drive-in. The monster movie was nearing the terrifying climax and the audience had all been fucked and sucked sufficiently by that time. And, watching the film at last, they wondered if the beast was loose among them. But, seeing no sign of a carnivorous creature devouring the other patrons, they shrugged and turned back to the screen.
Except for Lucy and Mike, both of whom knew where those cries came from-and why.
Mike, desperate to dip his wick again, raging passion aroused by watching Lucy's mother in her carnal cavorting, motioned towards the car and tried to draw Lucy away from the van for another fuck while they had time.
But Lucy shook her head and stood firm.
She was still staring through the van window in awe. Then she slowly smiled. She winked at Mike.
And Lucy opened the rear doors and stepped into the van ... in
CHAPTER NINE
Normally, if John Walker had known that his voluptuous wife was getting cluster-fucked by three horny young guys, it would have made him mildly jealous and very, very horny. But at the moment, even if he had known that he was being cheated on so thoroughly, it wouldn't have made any difference whatsoever-because John was as horny as he could get as he sixty-nined with his youngest daughter, merrily romping away on the marital bed.
He held her by the bouncy cheeks of her ass, pulling her pussy tight to his face as he sucked on her cunt slot and flailed his tongue up into her fuck-hole. As her loins bucked and danced on his head, she was bobbing her own head up and down, in a feeding frenzy on his cockmeat.
But then a determined look transfigured the teenager's lovely face. She screwed her mouth down on his meaty prick to the base, pulled her worshipful lips back up-and then drew her head off his prick.
John jumped up, seeking that sweet mouth, thinking his prick had slipped out by accident. Her pussy was still juicing into his lips. But then she slid away. Her cunt slot slurped as she dragged it off his mouth. Her pussy was wide open, and he stared up her fuckhole as it hovered over his face. Then the girl rolled off him and knelt beside his hip.
John stared at her questioningly, wondering if she had had enough, but hoping she would at least milk his balls off one more time.
"I need your cock, Daddy!" she whispered.
Her jerked his prick up, but she shook her head.
"No. I love sucking you off-but now I want a cuntful of your big prick."
John's handsome face clouded for an instant. He searched his conscience, knowing that he should have the willpower to resist the ultimate act of incest. But he found only a void where willpower should reside-and that void was instantly sucked full of hot desire.
Kitty read his expression correctly and her nubile body shuddered in anticipation.
His long, lean, muscular body bridged and Kitty gazed at his prick, wondering what position she should take it in for her first father-fuck.
Then she grinned with a happy thought. Her daddy had already cum at least twice, when she jacked him off and then when she sucked him dry, and she felt pretty sure he had spilled out another load while he was watching her vibrate her cunt. Even though his magnificent prick was still iron hard and huge, she figured he would last for a long time before he shot again.
Lucky Kitty could fuck him each and every way! She could fuck herself silly on his cock, changing positions and pounding her pussy to jelly!
Gasping at the prospect, she slid over and straddled his loins. He didn't speak, just stared at her almost submissively, letting the nymphette take control.
She held her cunt slot open with her fingers and guided his cockhead into the pink oval carefully. His prick was massive and her young pussy was tight. She pushed down slowly, filling her fuck-hole a little at a time.
John saw her tits bounce and her hips twist. He watched his thick cockshaft disappear up into her fuck-chute as she settled down, stuffed to the core on his rampant prick.
Her willowy body swayed back and forth, impaled on his long cocklance, bending the cockrod slightly from the hilt as her loins angled and she levered his cockshaft in her fuck-hole.
Bending and bowing, arching and bridging, she fucked up and down on his cock for a few lovely strokes, facing him. Then she began to rotate, turning through a half circle without taking her cunt off his cock. She came around so that she was facing his feet and began to grind her pussy up and down again. Now the man could see her trim little ass and the slender span of her backbone. The cheeks of her ass spread as she fucked her pussy down on his prick, exposing the tasty little shit hole that he had -rimmed out before.
Her pliable pussy was stretched wide around the fat bulk of his enormous prick, filling her full and plowing in to the depths. He filled her cunt full, but she managed to take every inch and to grind around on the full penetration as if she wanted even more.
When his cockmeat began to buck, threatening to spurt, the acrobatic girl giggled and crawled down his legs. His prick was jammed tight up her cunt, and John had to sit up to keep it from snapping off at the hilt. He grasped her hips as she wriggled down farther, dragging him with her. Gasping, John drew his legs up and twisted into a kneeling position, his cock still buried in her pussy, but in the doggy-fucking position now. Her curved ass pressed to his flat belly.
Hauling her back by the hips, he began to pound his prick in from under her ass. "Yeah-fuck me like a bitch in heat!" she squealed. "Fuck me like a dog, Daddy!"
Her ass heaved up as he fed her an underslung fuck-stroke, then she sank under his weight as he threw a violent cock-thrust into her cunt from above. Her tits swung gaily under her as she knelt on all fours and her blonde head turned from side to side, tawny tresses tumbling over her shoulders.
"Woof!" she playfully whimpered, as he plundered her pussy like a horny hound. Showing scant respect for her father, she cried: "That's a good doggy! Bow wow, Fido! Oooooh-bury your big bone, Rover!"
John joined in the fun willingly. He barked and woofed, then threw his head back and howled like a wolf baying at the full moon as he poured the prick to her.
He was jolting his little girl right across the bed. She came to the edge and her hands sank down to the floor to brace herself. He fucked in again and her knee slid from the rim of the mattress. But she didn't fall, because her ass and hips were supported on his rock-hard cock. John was kneeling on the edge of the bed, still steadily fucking into her pussy as she angled down to the floor.
He grasped her by the ankles and stood up.
His cock never pulled out for a moment. John began to play wheelbarrow with his daughter, as he had when she was a child-but with a distinct difference this time.
Holding her feet up behind his hips, he walked around the room, keeping his prick in her cunt. Kitty scrambled on her hands, tits brushing the carpet. He tugged back at her ankles and pulled her pussy onto his prick, shuffling forwards, his ass corkscrewing.
His legs were trembling and weakening. His whole body was going limp with the strain, except for his cock, which was still hard as stone. He wheel-barrowed her back and forth, pumping in and spraying cunt juice from her fuck-slot.
They left a slimy trail glistening on the floor behind them. With her body angled up, her cunt cream was running from her crotch and then trickling down her belly and streaking over her tits before it spread out on the carpet. The pearly pussy nectar dribbled from her nipples like the nubs of felt-tipped pens as it inscribed their fevered passage in their wake.
Groaning, John raised her feet up above his head. Her lithe body went into a somersault. He sank to his knees, fucking straight down into her upturned cunt as if his prick were an oil drill boring into the earth, well about to bring in a gusher.
Pre-cum fell into her upside-down pussy, drawn from his piss hole by gravity. The girl gurgled with joy as she felt the incest oil seep into her cunt.
John needed support now. He released her ankles and placed his hands flat on the floor. John was horizontal, parallel with the floor, braced on his hands and toes. And Kitty was curled under him, jackknifed, resting on her head and shoulders with her legs sticking up past his ass. Through all these contortions, his prick had never for a moment slipped out of her cunt hole.
Her feet kicked, bicycling in the air. As she pedaled upside down, her cunt muscles pulsed on his cockmeat as the movement tightened her trim torso and stomach muscles. She was able to stare up at his balls as they swung into her groin.
John began to do push-ups.
Arms tensing, he lowered his chest to the floor. Then he jacked back up. He didn't have to hump with his loins now. The motion of the exercise was driving his cock in and out of her fuck-hole. Kitty pedaled her imaginary bicycle furiously as his calisthenics stuffed his cock into her.
They churned together like acrobats, and John began to gasp as he soared towards another creamy crest. Kitty was already melting on his cock, and she cried out for his cum, desperate to feel him flood her pussy.
Then he howled, not playing at being a doggy now, but really howling like a hound as the thrill gripped his balls and he surged to the peak.
He began to shoot off in his daughter's cunt, slimy coils and cables of cum rocketing into her. The girl was transported to heavenly joy. Having her daddy cum in her pussy was even better than drinking his jism. Her body jerked and her feet kicked spasmodically. Her cunt muscles sucked on his cock, pulling the juice from his prick-knob so that she was milking him off as much as he was spurting into her.
Driving straight down, nailing her limber body to the floor, John emptied his cum-load frantically as Kitty's cunt dissolved on his cock.
His final gooey wad slimed into her like a lump of thick white paste and he shook violently. His arms and legs turned watery and he could no longer push up and down. Like an athlete who had reached the limit of his endurance, John sank down, panting, on her jackknifed body.
His prick, at last, slipped out.
Kitty uncoiled like a slinky toy. As her legs came down, her ass settled to the floor and John's body straightened over her. Magically, after all the convoluted gyrations, they found themselves once again in the sixty-nining position, but with her daddy on top now.
Naturally, Kitty sucked his slimy prick into her mouth as a snack of cunt juice-drenched cockmeat. His cock was softening, but still succulent.
Just as naturally, with her pussy spread under his face, John clamped his mouth on her cunt and began to slurp and slobber on that well creamed crumpet.
Locked together, head to groin and vice versa, daddy and daughter sank over so that they were lying on their sides, still coupled in the inverted position.
Kitty's cock-sucking became very gentle as the exhausted girl drifted into contented slumber. She was only breathing softly on his prick now, like a girl sucking her thumb as she slept. John's tongue stirred tenderly in her sodden cunt slot, his head on the pillow of her thigh.
He told himself that he mustn't fall asleep-that he had to carry Kitty back to her bedroom before Anne and Lucy got home.
He was quite determined to stay awake.
Then he fell asleep....
CHAPTER TEN
Anne looked up, startled by the sudden and unexpected appearance of her daughter in the van. Most mothers would have been kind of embarrassed to be caught in such a situation, but Anne only looked a little sheepish. Lucy grinned down at the kneeling woman knowingly.
"Were you-looking?" Anne asked.
"Yeah, Mom," said the girl.
Anne shrugged. "Well, I'm naughty," she admitted. "Your father doesn't mind."
"Neither do I," Lucy replied.
Doug, Ralph and Ned were gaping at this friendly family confrontation, hardly able to believe how matter-of-factly the woman and her daughter were behaving.
Mike had stepped into the van behind Lucy. There was a massive lump in his crotch and he shrugged at the other three guys. No one was quite sure why Lucy had entered the van, nor what was going to happen next-except for Lucy, herself, who had made up her mind that it was time to be naughty, herself.
Lucy began to undress.
Anne looked surprised, then amused-and then she looked interested. She knelt there with cum dribbling down her chin and bubbling from her well-fucked asshole and flooding from her cunt and, no matter what Lucy intended, who was she to interfere?
Lucy's blouse fell off and her tits jutted out. They weren't as large as her mother's fat tits, but they were firm and rounded and shapely, and the nipples were standing out all stiff and rosy and suckable.
Still staring at Anne, she stepped out of her skirt. She stood with her legs parted, and Anne could see that she had recently been well fucked, presumably by Mike. Milky ribbons of fuckjuice spilled from her cunt and ran down her thighs. Her cunt gash was open wide and her clit was standing out as swollen and taut as her tit tips.
The three youths who had thrown a clusterfuck into Anne groaned. They gnashed their teeth and rolled their eyes and glanced furtively down at their spent pricks. What a shame that they had fucked themselves limp, now that another promiscuous blonde had arrived!
Doug began to pull on his floppy cock furiously. Ralph was rubbing his balls, trying to coax them to fill up again. And Ned was humping in a fucking motion, hoping that his cock would get the idea. But that long, tapered prick only swung up and down like a noodle.
Naturally, they assumed that Lucy wanted prick.
So did Mike, of course. And, un-like the other three young men, he was able and eager to supply it. He whipped his fly open and hauled his prick out.
Anne glanced at his cock and smiled approvingly, admiring such a formidable fucking machine. But un-like the boys, she had an idea that her daughter was more interested in her own cunt-drenched body than she was in cock, at the moment. Her gaze returned to Lucy, and mother and daughter exchanged meaningful looks.
Mike stepped up and shoved his prick out, expecting his girlfriend to grasp it. But Lucy shook her head.
"Wait, Mike," she rasped, her voice husky.
Then the teenager sank down onto her knees. Lucy and Anne faced each other, their eyes locked.
Mike was bewildered now, and all three young men stared at the mother and daughter, beginning to realize that something very strange and un-likely-and very interesting, too-was about to take place. But their anticipations were vague. The naive young men knew little about lesbian love and obviously these two gorgeous, feminine creatures weren't dykes and, even if they were, they were mother and daughter. And so they couldn't possibly be lovers-could they?
Anne and Lucy ignored the boys-although both were secretly pleased to have an audience, exhibitionism being the other half of voyeurism.
Lucy leaned forward and kissed her mother on the lips. Their mouths brushed lightly for a moment, then began to grind together passionately. Lucy's nimble tongue flicked out, lapping Ralph's cock cream from Anne's lips. Anne licked in response and smiled, tasting Mike's jism and realizing that Lucy had been sucking cock, as well.
They swapped creamy tongues, swapping saliva and cum in a fevered French kiss. Lucy's tongue stabbed into Anne's mouth to be sucked, then Anne's lapper explored the girl's spunky maw, in turn. As they kissed, they arched their backs, rubbing their tits together. The firm tit globes flattened and the stiff tips brushed and sparked, firm nubbins exploding on each other.
The boys were gasping and gulping, unable to believe this deviate depravity-yet thrilled to the core by it.
"Is-is that really her daughter?" Doug croaked.
"Yep," Mike said, grinning.
Mike had come to understand that having Lucy's mother as a chaperone was no hardship at all.
Lucy's lips slid from Anne's mouth and she lowered her head, starting to suck the woman's heavy tits. Anne purred, stroking her daughter's blonde head. Then Lucy drew back and thrust her own tits out, offering them to Anne's lips. Anne sucked on her nipples hungrily.
She had nursed Lucy as an infant and it seemed only right to nuzzle her nipples now. They shoved their bellies together, bushy blonde cunt mounds rubbing. Their heads went up and down in turn, as they sucked each other's tits.
Lucy slipped a hand into Anne's crotch.
"Oooooh-juicy!" she moaned.
"It fucking well ought to be," Anne rasped, as she jerked her cunt on her daughter's hand.
Lucy fingered her mother's pussy and stroked her parted pussy folds and pulled tantalizing on her stiff clit.
Then the teenager leaned back and drew her hand up to her face. Her fingers were dripping with cum and cunt juice and a pearly pool glistened in her palm. She lowered her head and licked at the fuck-cream.
"Yummy," she sighed.
Then she looked challengingly at Anne, her tongue slipping across her moist lips.
"I wanna suck your pussy, Mom," she whispered.
Anne shuddered and whispered. Lucy kissed her on the lips again, shoving her tongue into her mouth to demonstrate just how she wanted to shove it up her cunt. Anne, who had had plenty of prick already this evening, could think of nothing she would welcome more than the thrill of having her daughter's lovely face between her thighs.
The curvaceous woman slowly sank back onto the floor, bridging. Her knees were raised and her lush thighs were parted, and she tilted her creamy crotch up as if she were serving a delicacy on a hairy tray.
"Eat me, honey," she moaned.
Lucy shot a glance at Mike and grinned, seeing the way his handsome face was all twisted by lust. The other three guys were wide-eyed and panting, but she ignored them. What did she care what strangers thought? Except, of course, she was a performer and loved to have an audience.
She bent down, tits swinging, and began to run her tongue up her mother's sleek thighs. She slurped up the spunk that had trickled down those marble columns, lapping higher. Anne jerked her pussy up and down, thrusting that juicy pussy towards her little girl's face.
Lucy gave a hungry whimper and clamped her open mouth on her mother's cunt.
She sucked voraciously, nursing on Anne's clit as if it were a stiff nipple, but sucking out a far creamier feast than had ever been milked from a tit.
"Ahhhh!" Anne moaned.
She stared down the gentle rise of her belly, seeing the top of her daughter's tawny head grinding against her cunt mound as the girl mouthed merrily away on her pussy. Having her cunt eaten out was always a delight, but having her sexy, nubile daughter sucking her cunt was like being in paradise.
Lucy's lips were stuck on Anne's cunt mound like a limpet on a mossy rock. Her hands slid up the woman's flanks and cupped her heaving tits, kneading the mounds as the tips swelled in her palms. Feeling up those lovely tits, she mouthed hungrily on Anne's flooded cunt gash.
"Ummmmm-ummmmmm!" she sighed, her head turning from side to side but her mouth never for an instant moving off Anne's succulent pussy.
Lucy had already sucked all of the cock cream out of her mother's fuck-hole, and now she was drinking a steady flow of pure cunt juice as Anne's pussy melted in a foaming deluge.
Anne clamped her thighs around her daughter's face, grinding her cunt on her mouth. Then she opened her legs wide again. There was no need to hold Lucy in place, for there was nowhere that the girl would have rather have been than greedily grazing in her mom's groin.
Lucy's hands slid back down and moved under Anne, cupping her by the smooth cheeks of her ass. She lifted the woman's loins higher, as if her cunt were a creamy goblet she was guzzling greedily from. Her hands were splayed out and one fingertip pushed up into Anne's shit hole, fucking in and out of that spunky slot.
Anne thrashed and writhed in ecstasy. What a wonderful cunt-lapper her daughter was! She reached down and dipped both hands into her crotch, fingering around, feeling Lucy's hot lapper flail and churn up her cunt hole. She spread her cuntlips open wider, and Lucy's lips sucked and slurped on the inner pussy folds.
Lucy was whimpering, relishing this scrumptious munch of muff every bit as her mother relished that enthusiastic tonguing. The girl was using her whole face, rubbing it around in Anne's fuck-slot. She sucked on Anne's big, stiff clit, licked her cuntlips, tongue-fucked up her cunt hole, then opened her mouth wide and clamped her lips over her whole pussy gash, sucking on clit and slot together as her nimble tongue fucked deeply up into her melting cunt.
"Cum-cum, Mom!" Lucy urged, yearning for the magic moment when her sexy mother's succulent fuck-hole rippled and juiced into her gulping mouth.
She flattened her lapper and began to slurp with long, wet strokes that began in the crack of the woman's jolting ass and dragged up the split between her cuntlips, whipped over her clit and then flipped out, spraying pussy nectar into her hairy blonde vee.
"Oh! Ohhhh! Cumming!" Anne cried.
Gurgling, Lucy plastered her mouth on the woman's creamy cunt slot again, sucking steadily. Woman-cum poured over her tongue and bubbled past her lips. The girl sucked the sweet pussy nectar out by the mouthful and gulped it down.
Anne jerked spasmodically and convulsively, ass and hips churning and belly pumping as her climax spilled out, flooding her daughter's greedy maw.
"UUmmmmm-ahhhhh-oooooh!" Lucy moaned, nourishing herself on that nectar, nursing rapturously on the sweet flow of her mother's pussy cream.
Anne's lush body leaped like a coiled spring, exploding into dynamic motion as she soared to the peak. She shuddered as if she had been galvanized. She clung there at the heights in a prolonged cumming, her hot woman-cum gushing out in steaming torrents.
Then, with a sigh of contentment, she sank back, panting.
Lucy continued to suck for a while, making sure that she had worked off every spark and milked out every precious drop of pussy cream. She purred happily sucking more softly and finally stopping, but keeping her mouth plastered on Anne's cunt for a few more moments.
Then Lucy raised her head, smiling happily. "Your cunt is so fucking delicious," she sighed.
"And now it's my turn to feed," Anne purred.
Lucy whimpered in expectation of the welcome second half of the feast. With her mouth satiated, her cunt was sizzling for attention.
"Sit on my face, honey," her mother whispered.
"What about me?" cried Mike, in torment.
He had his cock in his fist and he was jumping around as if demented.
Anne took pity on the boy.
It was a good time to kill two birds with one stone....
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Lucy crawled up her mother's voluptuous body, straddling her torso. She mounted the woman's upthrust tits and dipped down, rubbing her fuck-slot against those fat tit mounds. Her clit brushed against Anne's nipples, and cunt juice soaked into the deep cleavage between the tit globes.
It felt lovely to grind her overheated pussy on those magnificent tits, and Lucy knew that she could easily get her rocks off that way. But she didn't want to-not with Annie's sensual mouth waiting, drooling for her.
The girl slid higher. Her crotch jerked just above Anne's eager face. She twisted her hips and her cunt muff banked like a hairy hawk circling over some succulent prey. Anne stared up at that creamy banquet, her tongue shooting out even before they made contact, getting her lapper limbered up for the job ahead of her.
Lucy shoved her cunt onto her mother's face and Anne began to gobble gluttonously on the juicy dehcacy. Her daughter's delicious pussy ground against her mouth and Anne's tongue flashed up into that gooey pussy.
As Lucy rode her face, Anne spread her thighs and heaved her ass up, jerking her hips suggestively.
Mike grinned like a demented demon when he realized that his girlfriend's sexy mother was offering him a sinkhole into which he could empty his bloated balls.
He dropped to his knees between the woman's thighs and guided his cockhead into her cunt. Trembling, held the prick-knob poised at the portals for a moment. Then he slammed his loins out and buried his prick to the hilt in the slimy hole of her pussy.
Ass heaving and jerking and corkscrewing, Mike pounded his prick into Anne. He fed it to her furry fuck-slot furiously, shoveling the phallic fuel into her in a frenzy. Her clit exploded against his hard cockstalk as that long, thick rod rammed in and out.
Anne's cunt hole was not as tight as her daughter's and it was soaking with Lucy's saliva, as well. But then she clamped her fucktube around his prick, the inner rings contracting. Her pussy milked and sucked on his cockmeat.
Fucking his cock into her mother, Mike grasped Lucy by the hips as the girl wallowed on Anne's face. The cheeks of her ass spread as she ground her cunt gash down on Anne's flailing tongue, and Mike bent down and began to lick out his girlfriend's tangy asshole.
Lucy wailed with the added thrill of Mike's ass-licking. She mopped her muff on her mother's maw and shoved her ass back on Mike's head. Anne's tongue shot up her wet fuck-hole and Mike's tongue fucked up her shit chute, both of them tongue-fucking her together, pleasuring both of her hot slots with their drooling lappers.
Mike's rock-hard cock jolted in savagely. But luckily he had already unloaded his balls twice into Lucy. And although he was hornier than he had ever been before, from the fiery inspiration of watching mother and daughter eating each other out, he wasn't going to cum right away. Realizing that, Anne figured that Lucy deserved a treat.
She reached down and grabbed Mike by the balls, dragging his prick from her cunt hole.
Mike wailed in dismay, thinking that the woman wanted him to stop. But Anne pulled him up. He shuffled forward on his knees. His balls dragged over her belly, then cushioned against her tits. He held Lucy by the hips as the slender girl rode merrily on that maternal maw. Anne's hand slid up to his cock, and she guided his cock into Lucy's crotch from behind. Mike thrust and his cockmeat whipped into Lucy's fuck-hole with a juicy slurping sound.
Lucy gasped with joy. She was still getting expertly tongued and sucked, but now she had the added ecstasy of a cuntful of rock-hard prick!
Mike fucked into her savagely, from behind, jolting her ass up and down on her mother's face. Anne whimpered, soft, moist sounds that came muffled and bubbling out of her little girl's groin. She, too, was getting a double thrill, sucking cunt and cock at the same time!
Mike's hairy balls rolled over Anne's tits as he fucked his cockshaft up into Lucy's pussy. His cock pulled out soaking wet, and Annie laid her flattened tongue against the underside of that thick cockstalk. As Mike plungd into Lucy's pussy again, every inch of his long prickstalk was running over Anne's lapper and lips.
She slurped her daughter's cunt dew off Mike's prick as it pulled out. His fucker came out lathered with pussy cream and drove back in soaking with saliva. Anne's greedy lips opened wide on Lucy's cunt slot and Mike thundered on, fucking through Anne's mouth en route to her daughter's cunt core.
His balls slapped on Anne's heaving tits, then rolled up under her chin. Lucy's pussy was juicing. Streams of girl-cum poured down her mother's cheeks as the girl's cunt dissolved in a deluge.
"Creamin', Mom-creamin'!" Lucy cried. But Anne knew that, because she was swallowing the sweet pussy nectar as it poured out.
Then Mike's formidable fucker began to vibrate and the boy gasped.
"Shoot in her, Mike!" Anne wailed.
Mike's balls blew and his jism sped up his cock and slimed into Lucy's cunt. The stiff was as thick and as rich as condensed milk. It mixed with Lucy's lighter cream and flooded from her cunt gash, into Anne's lips.
Mike fucked in, squirting his jism into Lucy, and Lucy kept creaming on his prick. Each time he plunged in, he pumped a foaming tide of cum from the girl's pink pussy and Anne sucked up the overflow ravenously. Anne adored drinking cum, and she rehshed swallowing cunt juice. And, blended together, they were the most scrumptious thing imaginable-and because it was her sexy daughter who was supplying the feast, feeding her out of her fuck-hole, it was even better.
Mike emptied his balls, and Lucy's cunt drained to the dregs, and Anne drank every drop out of that creamy caldron.
With his balls hollow and his mind dazed by his violent cumming, Mike flopped back and his cock pulled out of Lucy's pussy, skimmed over Anne's mouth and then flipped away. The boy collapsed on the floor.
Lucy kept on riding her mother's face for a while, while the greedy woman voraciously and thoroughly sucked out her cunt to the last drop.
Then, with a sigh, Lucy dismounted from Anne's drenched face. She leaned down and kissed her mother lovingly, tasting her own cunt juice and Mike's jism on the woman's sensual lips. Then she turned to look at Mike, wondering how her boyfriend was reacting to the strange situation, now that he had shot his wad and was no longer a prison of passion.
Mike was flat on the floor, looking stunned and only semi-conscious, his cock in a state of total collapse.
But now Doug, Ralph and Ned were all sporting booming hard-ons once again, their lust inspired by the fantastic and fascinating sight of a mother and daughter sucking each other off. It was an act of passionate perversion, or dark and deviate desire-and very, very exciting.
Lucy and Anne, between them, working as a mother-and-daughter team, had no trouble at all in taking care of the three young men to everyone's deep satisfaction....
When they dropped Mike off at his house, the boy could hardly make it up the front walk. Anne and Lucy giggled as they saw him stagger and wobble.
Then Anne drove home eagerly-for they had plans.
They tiptoed upstairs, all flushed and happy, but still looking forward to more lovemaking, insatiable now that they had discovered the joy of lesbian incest.
"Think Kitty will wanna get her cunt sucked?" Lucy asked, flushing radiantly at the prospect.
Anne licked her lips.
"I hope so," she replied.
Now that she had eaten out her older daughter, Anne was hungry for her little one's sweet pussy, too-and Lucy was more than enthusiastic about doing some juicy sibling sucking.
But John had beaten them to the punch. As they tiptoed past the master bedroom on their way to Kitty's room, thinking that they would awaken the sleeping youngster with their tongues, Anne paused to peer in and make sure that John, husband and father, was sleeping soundly.
"Holy fuck!" she gasped.
Lucy, puzzled, came to look into the room and she, too, gasped.
John was sleeping soundly, all right-but he was sleeping with his little daughter, embracing in the sixty-nining position.
As Anne and Lucy stared, John's lips rippled and blew, gently inhaling and exhaling against the girl's pussy.
They were sleeping sucking!
His prick was in Kitty's mouth, and her pussy was dribbling on John's tongue.
Anne and Lucy turned to look at each other in wonderment.
Then they both smiled.
And they let John and Kitty sleep-suck a bit longer, before they woke them to join the team....
