At first glance, the couple climbing out of the red sports car in the parking lot of the motel looked like a father and his daughter.
He was handsome, the barely-there silver in his dark hair glinting in the bright afternoon sunshine. The lines around his blue eyes and full-lipped mouth only added to his rugged good looks. The man had to be in his mid to late forties, but his broad shoulders tapered into lean hips and his stomach was hard and flat. He wore a camera outfitted with a powerful zoom lens around his neck.
She was a beautiful young woman, just into her twenties. Her coloring was just the opposite of the older man who accompanied her, blonde and blue-eyed. Yet, there was some resemblance there; something in the eyes. Wearing a red suit with a fitted jacket and short, tight skirt, she walked beside the man, matching his stride easily. Her high heels accentuated her long, shapely legs. With her purse over her shoulder, she carried a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other.
Perhaps they were tourists in this picturesque mountain town. Perhaps they were visiting other relatives here.
As they approached a door at the far end of the building, they walked faster and a little closer together. He gave her hand a quick squeeze. Her fingers wound between his intimately.
That was the first sign that they were lovers.
He unlocked the door and whispered something to the young beauty before allowing her to step inside. She laughed, a husky, throaty sound full of desire. Tossing her long hair back over her shoulders, she thrust her chest toward him. And then she darted inside without taking her hungry gaze off him.
No, this was not a father and his daughter.
This wasn't a business meeting.
She was removing her jacket as the door closed behind them.
Donna had waited all day for this moment when she could finally be alone with her uncle. Her nipples, stimulated by the thin cups of her satin bra, tingled with excitement. She began undressing almost before he closed the door to the motel room, eager to feel his hot gaze on her naked flesh.
"We don't have to be in such a hurry," Robert told his niece, although he liked the way her fingers trembled as she struggled with the tiny buttons on her blouse.
The thin, lace cups barely contained the flawless flesh of her firm breasts and emphasized her stiff nipples. His hands ached to touch her, but he held back.
"I'm so hot for you," she whispered, shrugging the silk blouse off her slender shoulders and thrusting her chest at him again.
"We told your father the work on this ad would take most of the afternoon," he reminded her.
She laughed at that, unhooked her bra and removed it slowly.
The sight of her bare breasts, topped with pale pink, thumb-sized nipples nearly took his breath away. He was speechless, wanting nothing more than to drown in her youthful beauty.
"And so it will," she breathed.
Donna's hands slid down her flat stomach, over her hips and thighs. Working her long fingers up between her legs, she pulled her skirt up out of the way, revealing her panty-clad mound to his hot gaze. Knowing her uncle could see the shadow of her bush through the thin fabric, she pulled it tight against her mound. That emphasized the swollen lips. If she spread her legs wide, he would surely see the wet spot.
"Donna," he groaned and crossed the room in two steps.
As he eased his niece back onto the bed, Robert kissed her mouth, thrusting his tongue between her parted lips. She sucked on it, clinging to his broad shoulders with both hands. He worked his way down her neck, kissing and licking her sweet-smelling skin, and then moved even lower to suck first one nipple and then the other.
The young woman gasped and held his head against her chest, completely lost in these first few thrilling moments.
Robert listened to her soft moans and knew there was more, much more to savor. Giving his growing cock a promising squeeze, he left a wet trail of kisses down her lightly tanned stomach. The skirt was in the way and he removed it quickly and tossed it aside. Then he licked her trembling inner thighs, inching his way toward her fragrant pussy. Her musky woman scent drew him like a magnet.
Her moans grew louder when he pressed his mouth against the wet crotch of her panties. Using his strong tongue, he pushed the slick material up inside of her and then sucked it out again. The panties grew even wetter and he repeated this process again and again. Experience told him that she would soon be ready for anything he had in mind.
Squirming on the lumpy bed, Donna tangled her fingers in his dark hair. She held his face tight against her crotch and groaned loudly.
"What do you want, baby?" he asked, easing out of her grasp.
The dialogue was beginning.
"I want your tongue inside of me, Uncle Robert," she whimpered, tearing at her panties with both hands.
"Is that all?" he persisted, and swallowed hard as he gazed on her pink and blonde pussy.
"Your fingers, your dick, everything," she told him.
Completely naked now, the young woman spread her legs wide, offering herself to her uncle freely. She parted the neatly trimmed hairs of her honey-colored bush with two long, scarlet-tipped fingers, revealing glistening pink inner lips and an erect clit.
"I need to cum."
"I can see that."
Ignoring his throbbing cock for the moment, Robert returned to the bed. Sliding his hands up her inner thighs, he cupped her firm little ass. It filled his hands. He lifted her slightly and planted a kiss tenderly on her pussy. Her scent reached him again, filled his head and made him dizzy. Her juices covered his lips. They tasted sweeter than ever.
"Uncle Robert," she gasped when his hot breath stirred her hairs. "Please make me cum."
Robert glanced at his niece, the pout on her pretty face, the lust in her eyes, and knew she was the one in control here. Again, his mouth returned to her cunt, but this time his tongue led the way. He pushed it into the hot channel of her twat, withdrew it slowly and then worked the tip up and over her clit.
Donna shuddered through a mini cum. Her throaty sounds of pleasure filled the room. "Please," she whimpered, running her fingers through his thick hair.
He licked her clit again, watching her pussy spasm. Another slow, sensual lick and clear juices bubbled out. Robert tongued her clit again. More juices oozed from her hole and slid down her crack. They puddled in her puckered ass-hole. Knowing what an anal freak his niece could be, Robert stopped the juices with his tongue and then followed the clear river back to the source.
"Oh, my God!" Donna groaned. The grip on his head tightened. "Oh, my God!"
"You like that tongue action, don't you?" he gasped, only taking his mouth off of her for a moment.
"Yes!" she hissed, thrusting herself toward him.
Robert worked the point of his tongue up and down his niece's slit. He sucked briefly on her clit. He licked her ass-hole. And he probed deeply into her clutching cunt. He kept this up until she was bucking rhythmically. Finally, he brought his fingers into play, inserting one into her pussy. Her strong inner muscles clamped down on it as if they would never let go. At the same time, he sucked her slippery nub into his mouth and flicked it with the point of his tongue.
"You know what I need." Each word was punctuated by a guttural grunt.
In answer, he pushed a second finger into her pussy and worked them even deeper than before.
"You know how to make me cum!" The young woman all but shouted the last word as her orgasm overcame her.
Robert wormed his thumb into her ass-hole.
Donna's body bucked uncontrollably for a few seconds. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around his fingers and her clit throbbed in his mouth.
Robert stayed with his niece until she caught her breath. Then she opened her eyes and reached for him. Pulling him on top of her, she kissed his sex-slick mouth and licked his wet cheeks. His steel-like rod throbbed against her stomach.
"Is this for me?" she asked with a coy smile
"Who else?" he asked with a shrug.
"Can I touch it?" she asked, reaching between them to squeeze him. She felt the heat through his clothes.
"Be my guest," he answered, rolling onto his back.
Donna was on him immediately, undoing his belt and sliding his zipper downward. He lifted his ass to allow her to push his pants down his thighs and out of the way. That brought his full basket toward her mouth. She wrapped her lips around his cock even though it was still encased in white cotton.
Robert bit his lip to keep quiet while his niece rubbed her cheek against the thick ridge in the front of his shorts. And then she was tugging them out of the way. His prick leaped into the air, hard and hot and throbbing.
Donna moaned as she curled her fingers around his thick shaft. She pumped him slowly, watching pre-cum bubble up out of his piss slit. "May I kiss it?" she asked.
He nodded. To keep his hands off her, he placed them behind his head. He forced himself to watch as she planted several wet kisses up and down the length of his shaft.
"May I lick it?" she asked. Her blue eyes were growing dark and stormy again.
"Yes," he answered, struggling to lie still.
Donna rolled her pink tongue all around the head of his cock and then let it slide down the sides. She inhaled his spicy clean scent as she coaxed his legs even further apart. Her tongue slithered over his bloated balls, bathing them in warm spit. Every once in a while, she would glance up at him and wink seductively.
When neither of them could stand it a moment longer, she formed a tight ring with her lips and slid them down over his cockhead. Sucking on just the tip, she listened to his soft moans. Pre-cum bubbled onto her tongue and she longed to swallow his entire length. Instead, she swallowed his offerings and took her uncle's prick only a few inches deeper into her mouth. With the tip of her tongue, she probed into his piss slit for more. He gave her what she wanted.
With his niece's hot mouth wrapped around his dick, Robert could not lie still. He thrust upward gently while running his fingers through her silvery blonde hair. She winked at him, wiggled her tongue against his nerve bundle and cupped his balls in her warm hands.
"God, that is the most beautiful sight in the world," he whispered. Running the back of his finger down her smooth cheek, he then traced around her lips with his fingertip.
Robert's touch anywhere on her body thrilled Donna and this was no exception. With his cock throbbing steadily against her tongue, she slid her mouth forward, swallowing more than half of his length. Then she released him slowly. All the while, she kneaded the tender orbs which were filled with his delicious fluids.
"Are you going to swallow my load?" he asked, his voice breathless, his hips moving involuntarily.
She freed him briefly and massaged her saliva into his shaft. "Yes," she gasped. And then her mouth was on him again, sucking harder than before.
"Don't you want me to cum on those pretty tits of yours?" At this point, Robert did not care where he emptied his balls, as long as it was soon. But he knew sexy talk excited her.
Donna rubbed her nipples against his thighs as if she was weighing the possibilities. Still, her lips continued to move up and down his rod, squeezing him rhythmically.
"You'd better make up your mind," Robert warned as he fucked her face faster. "I can't take much of this."
Donna had been with her uncle enough to know that his first orgasm came quickly. It was the second and, time permitting, the third that took so gloriously long for him to achieve. She loved every minute of that struggle.
Suddenly, the young woman knew where she wanted his first load of the day. Her pussy pulsed and she squeezed it hard. She swallowed as much of his length as she could, allowing him to touch the back of her throat.
They both groaned.
Pre-cum coated her tongue again.
The next time she took him even deeper.
"Jesus H. Christ!" Robert grunted.
Donna knew he was almost there. His balls had moved into firing position. She sucked harder, swirling her tongue around him just to add to his pleasure.
Robert fought to the last minute. When the thrills were just too great, he placed both hands on his niece's bobbing head. "Get ready!"
Donna pulled her head back, sucking the fat knob hard. She pumped his spit-slick shaft with one hand, squeezed her own pussy with the other.
Robert felt the familiar tug behind his balls. He thrust upward into her mouth one last time and then roared in release. It felt like the whole end of his dick blew off when the hot scum blasted from him.
Donna moaned around his meat, doing her best to swallow the thick streams of spunk that filled her mouth. She liked to savor the taste and texture of his rich, creamy cum, but he was shooting too much, too fast. For the moment all she could do was suck and swallow, suck and swallow.
When Robert could move, he lifted his head and smiled down at his pretty niece. She milked the last few drops from him with her fingers and used the end of his prong to smear them back and forth across her lips. He continued to watch as she licked his goo off her mouth. There was a tiny glob sliding down her chin. He captured it with the end of his finger and she lapped that up hungrily. And then she turned to her fingers, making sure she cleaned up every drop.
"Good to the last drop," he teased.
"You know it," she said with a weak little smile.
Donna was still kneeling between his legs. She fondled her nipples, which were aching again, and moved her hands down to her cunt. That was on fire. Keeping her eyes on Robert's, she slid two fingers between her swollen lips and moaned as she worked them in and out slowly.
Robert lay there watching his niece's wet fingers slide in and out of her snatch. He loved the way her eyes glazed over with lust as she humped her hand. He loved the way her breasts jiggled with every movement.
"I wish I had a picture of that," he said aloud.
"Your camera is right over there," she reminded him, nodding toward the dresser which ran along the opposite wall.
That's when Donna realized she could see herself in the mirror. She brought one hand to her nipple and tugged at it as she watched her body moving. Now, she, too, could see the wet fingers sliding in and out of her cunt.
"Yeah," she whispered to her uncle. "Take some pictures."
Robert was on his feet immediately.
Donna took his place on the bed on her back, legs spread wide, fingers sliding deep.
Robert quickly removed the last of his clothes and reached for the camera. Taking off the lens cap, he looked through the view finder. The focus and flash adjusted automatically and he found himself looking at his beautiful niece, masturbating freely for the camera.
These pictures were going to be fabulous!
Donna's excitement grew from the moment her uncle focused the camera on her. Spreading her legs wide, she continued fingering her snatch with one hand. With her free hand, she exposed her clit, much as she had done earlier.
Click. Rash.
Writhing on the bed, she groaned. Her juices bubbled up and out around her pistoning fingers, sliding down her crack to the bed below.
Click. Flash.
Donna rolled onto her side and gave him a sexy glance over her shoulder. Then she ran wet fingers over her hip, kneading her firm flesh.
Click. Flash.
"That's right, baby," he murmured, taking one picture after another. "Show me some ass."
Whimpering, trembling, Donna moved to her hands and knees. She spread her legs wide and pressed her nipples into the coarse fabric of the spread covering the lumpy bed. Her uncle was directly behind her now, taking pictures as she held her cheeks apart. Wet fingers teased her ass-hole, thrilling her almost as knowing the camera was on her. She pushed the tip of one inside.
"On your back again," Robert breathed. He was hard again, his cock bobbing around in front of him as if sniffing her cunt on the air.
Donna did as she was told. She continued fingering her ass with one hand and her pussy with the other. Her face was a mask of lust
Click. Flash.
Robert took the last picture and placed the camera back on the dresser. Then he turned to face his niece again. She was reaching for him with both hands.
"Does my niece want this?" he asked, stroking himself slowly.
"Yes."
"Where?"
"In my ass," Donna answered, her voice shaking. Her hands returned to her cunt again. "Fuck my ass."
"Oh, you'll get it there, too," he answered as he knelt between her legs. "But, first, we'll get it greased up really good with that sweet, wet pussy of yours."
With that, he drove the full length of his prick into her with enough force to make both of them grunt.
"Fuck me!" Donna screamed as he began moving. "Fuck me, Uncle Robert."
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CHAPTER ONE
I listened to my parents talking quietly in the room below. Closing the book I had been reading for English Lit class, I turned out the light. Wearing only a long T-shirt, I crept silently from my bedroom to the bathroom at the end of the hall.
The house I shared with my parents and brother was old, with large rooms and lots of storage space. In fact, one whole end of the upstairs bathroom was nothing but a series of closets large and small. The largest one, with a shelf along the back wall, was tall enough to allow me to stand up. This was where we hung winter coats. Closing the door behind me, I pushed the coats aside and took a seat on the low shelf.
I don't remember how I discovered the peep hole or how it even came to be there. All I know is that it gave me a view of the entire room. I'd spent many enjoyable evenings hiding in that bathroom closet watching my parents (and once, my Uncle Robert and his wife who were visiting).
At the thought of my Uncle Robert, I remembered that most of the conversation over dinner had been his sudden divorce. And then my mother's announcement that her brother would be coming to stay with us for a while. My father, who owns an advertising agency, had promised him a job as an artist and photographer.
"He'll be working closely with you on a couple of jobs," my father said.
I nodded in agreement. I had worked for my father since my sophomore year of college, writing and proofing ad copy. Upon graduation, I was guaranteed a job as an account rep with the firm. This was my final year and I could hardly wait.
"Let him help you write some copy, too," he added, cutting into my thoughts. "That might be something else he's good at."
Just after dinner, my parents had retired to the deck on the back of the house. I followed later and stood at the back door watching them holding hands, talking softly to each other and kissing from time to time. The talk about Uncle Robert and this unexpected divorce continued, but the sexual tension filled the air around us. Instinctively, I knew there would be a show later that night.
As I settled into my hiding place, I remembered watching Uncle Robert and his wife frolicking around in my parents' bed. He was pretty good at that, too, I thought. A little shiver ran through me. With my hand up under my T-shirt, I squeezed my tingling pussy. My aunt seemed to think he was pretty good, too. She must have climaxed five times just while he was licking her pussy. And then when he started fucking her.. .
My erotic thoughts were interrupted when my parents came into their bedroom. The lamp on either side of the bed bathed the room in a warm glow. They stopped just inside the door and kissed, pressing the full length of their bodies close together. Dad's hands slid down her back, pulling her even tighter against him as their tongues battled furiously.
Again, I shivered with desire. From the time I started working with him, I began to see him as a man. Dark and handsome, he was short and stockily built.
"Oh, Vic," my mother moaned when they finally came up for air.
"I've thought about this all day," he told her, squeezing her hips with both hands.
She was rubbing his crotch with both hands, moaning again as he licked her long, graceful neck.
As I watched, my pussy growing loose and moist, he worked a thigh between her legs. She humped it slowly, taking his tongue into her mouth again.
They began undressing each other, licking, kissing and caressing each inch of flesh as it was exposed. My mother went to her knees in front of my father. She rubbed her nose in his dark pubic hair while pumping his long, thick cock with one hand. Her experienced lips and tongue brought him to a complete, throbbing erection in minutes.
"Billie, your mouth is so damn good!" he muttered, watching her swallow him inch by inch.
"You're no slouch yourself," she replied.
Standing up, she curled her fingers around his wet cock and led him to the bed. Despite her age, 48, my mother has a wonderful body. We're pretty much the same size, but her breasts are larger and heavier than mine. She has full, rounded womanly hips, but her stomach is flat, her thighs firm and smooth.
At that moment, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, with my father's cock in her mouth again. Her naked body was bathed in the warm glow of the lamps, making her look even more beautiful.
I saw her hand between his legs, fondling his balls tenderly. Always attracted to older men, I had sex earlier that afternoon with one of my professors in his office. My pussy was still tender from that, but the sight of my mother fondling my father's balls turned the tingle into an ache. I pushed the tips of two fingers just inside and worked them in a small circle. Pleasure rippled through me.
"If you keep this up.. . " My father's warning ended with a little gasp.
Ducking her head lower, my mother licked his balls until they were gleaming wetly. She sucked first one and then the other into her mouth.
"Lie down," she whispered.
My father did as she instructed as my mother slid to her knees on the floor. She coaxed his legs wide apart and his groans filled the room when her mouth returned to his balls. That groan grew louder when her tongue slithered down his crack to his puckered anus. My mother had one hand wrapped around his gigantic prick, the other on his wet balls.
By this time, I had two fingers buried deep in my pussy. Struggling to sit still, I gazed longingly at the erotic sight of my mother tonguing my father's ass-hole. How I longed to be in her place!
"Suck it, woman." There was an urgent sound to his voice and he was humping her hand steadily. "Suck my ass."
From my vantage point, I could see everything. She worked the skin of his cock up and down quickly. Her tongue flicked in and out of his ass-hole using the same rhythm, and his grunts of pleasure filled the room.
Suddenly, my mother lifted her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing. "You know what I want."
"Tell me," he whispered, his body growing suddenly still.
"I want you to jack off and shoot all over me," she told him, her voice shaking.
For a moment, the only movement was my mother's hand sliding slowly up and down his pole. And then he sat up. His fingers covered hers and he stroked himself, obviously struggling for control.
My mother lay down on the floor at his feet. Spreading her legs wide, she rubbed her clit with her fingers and thrust her pussy in his direction. The swollen lips, trimmed with dark blonde fur, were pink and wet. My mouth watered at the sight.
"Do you want the dildo?" he asked.
She nodded.
This turn of events surprised me. I'd watched my mother masturbate with the dildo before, but I had no idea my father knew about it. When he retrieved the sex toy from the nightstand beside the bed, though, I got another surprise.
This wasn't the dildo I'd seen before. The one she had used before was smaller with a suction cup on one end. This one was huge, with a flesh-colored, flexible shaft which was covered with an intricate network of ridges and bumps. From where I sat, it looked almost real!
My mother was handling it as if it was real, too.
She sucked the bulbous knob briefly and then guided it to her lewdly splayed pussy. Watching my father's face, she slowly pushed it inside and groaned as it stretched her wide.
"God, I love watching you do that," he said. Pre-cum glistened on the end of his dick. He caught it in his palm and massaged it into his shaft. Then his hand was moving on his dick again. "Show me how you like that pretty pussy fucked."
His words excited my mother as much as the dildo did. She began working it in and out of her juiced up hole, sliding it deeper with every thrust. Her ass bounced all over the floor as she reached for more and more of the rubber dong. Soon, she was pinching her clit, her groans turning to guttural grunts.
The fingers in my pussy only made the itch worse as I watched my parents masturbate for each other. I promised myself that I would come home one afternoon and try that fake dick on for size. Thick, wet sounds reached my ears as she fucked herself faster and faster.
"I'm almost there," my father grunted. The hand flying up and down his dick was nothing but a white blur.
I could hear the slap of flesh on flesh and watched as he reached between his legs to cup his own balls. My fingers were churning my cunt juices to a froth and I rocked my clit with my palm. If I timed it just right, I could cum right along with them.
"Vic," my mother moaned. Her body began to jerk uncontrollably. Holding one end of the dildo with both hands, she rammed it into her pussy again and again.
"Uh!" This was my father. His obscene talking had turned to animal-like grunts. His knob was a deep red color and looked like it was going to explode any minute.
"Cumming!" my mother shouted as she shoved the dildo in to the hilt. "Fuck, I'm cumming."
I could see her pussy pulsing around the fake dick. My juices poured as I watched her. I felt the first tremors of orgasm.
"Uh!" That was my father again. The muscles in his hips and thighs bunched and tightened as his body grew stiff. For a few breathless seconds, nothing happened. And then he exploded.
As the first thick stream of spunk jetted from his cock, I began to shudder. It was followed by another and another, each one landing on my mother's sweaty, undulating body. That seemed to send her to even greater heights of ecstasy. Her cries of release mingled with his as his white cream splattered her body from her pulsing pussy, still stuffed with dildo, to her breasts.
Only a few feet away, I watched them and bucked through my own climax at the same time.
When I caught my breath, my mother had removed the dildo from her pussy and was smearing my father's healthy load into her skin. He sank onto the bed and watched her for a few minutes, smiling and shaking his head.
"You're one sexy woman, Billie," he told her.
I relaxed and decided to wait a few minutes to see if anything else was going to develop.
The dildo lay on the floor where my mother had tossed it and she was getting to her feet. Her legs looked shaky. She sat down on the bed beside him and rested her head on his shoulder. "Vic, how do you really feel about Robert coming to stay here?"
He shrugged. "He needs us right now."
"I've told you about the-uh-the special relationship we had when we were in college," she reminded him.
Now, they had my undivided attention! What "special" relationship?
"Yes, you told me and I appreciate that," he said as he took my mother's hand in his and kissed her cheek.
"What if.. . " she began, stopped and cleared her throat and then began again. "What if that happened again?"
"Does the thought of fucking your brother still turn you on?" he asked.
I was sitting bolt upright now, listening intently. I'd lusted after my older brother, Chet, for years. Now, I hear that my mother had actually fucked her brother!
"I don't know," she answered quietly.
"Oh, really," he said as he eased her back onto the bed and kissed her mouth. His hand covered one of her fleshy globes and palmed the nipple. "Let's find out."
"How?" she asked, her voice growing soft as she placed her hand over his.
"We'll pretend that I'm Robert," he explained in a coaxing tone. "Tell me what you'd like for me to do."
"Vic, I don't know.. . "
He cut her off with another kiss. This one was longer and his hand slid downward to cup her mound at the same time. "Come on," he whispered. "I'm Robert. I'm your brother and I'm still hot for you after all these years."
She still seemed reluctant, but my father sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and worked a finger into her pussy at the same time.
"Oh," she whimpered as she spread her legs wide for him.
'Tell me what you want," he insisted.
"I want you to lick my pussy," she moaned.
If I was turned on before, that was nothing compared to this. My whole body was on fire as I watched my father lick his way down her body to her wet pussy. I shuddered as his tongue slithered up and down her slit. By the time he was licking her clit, I was rubbing mine furiously.
"Was he your first?" my father asked, his mouth poised just over her cunt.
"Yes. God, he made me cum so hard," she moaned, pushing her pussy at his face.
"Pretend," he urged. "I'm your brother and after I eat your pussy, I'm going to fuck it."
"Oh, God!" she whimpered as she tangled her fingers in his thick hair and forced his face between her legs again. "You eat me so good, Robert."
My father chuckled as his tongue returned to her pussy. As he began working it in and out steadily, he rubbed her clit with his thumbs.
This was better than any fuck film I'd ever seen! I'd watched my parents role play before and always found it exciting. They often played doctor and nurse and sometimes, my mother liked to pretend she was a hooker, even down to dressing the part for him. But this was something different altogether.
"Robert, honey," my mother breathed. Her thrashing body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat.
Pinching her nipples with both hands, she rubbed her pussy all over my father's face while calling her brother's name!
And my father was enjoying it as well. He was slurping noisily at her overflowing cunt, dipping his tongue into her ass-hole from time to time. His dick was already at half-mast and growing steadily longer.
With my legs wide apart, I fingered myself again, wishing I had that dildo-or my father's tongue!
"Robert!" Her orgasm hit. It seemed to be even more intense than the one before. My mother bucked savagely for a few seconds and then her entire body grew stiff.
I lost control, too, relief flooding over me like a warm river of pussy oils puddling in my palm.
When I returned to reality, Dad was licking her clean. His prick was completely erect and throbbing with the rapid beating of his heart. He placed a tender kiss on her pussy and then knelt between her widespread legs.
"Now, your brother is going to fuck you," he breathed.
"Yes, please, Robert. Please fuck me," she said. Catching his prick in both hands, she guided it to her steamy snatch.
I held my breath as I watched him penetrate her with agonizing slowness. My own pussy responded and I filled it with my fingers again. Damn, I was going to have to get my own dildo and hide it in here!
"How does that feel, Sis?" he asked when he was buried to the hilt.
"Good!" my mother gasped. "So good." At the same time, she slid her hands down his back. Squeezing his ass with both hands, she humped upward, urging him to start moving.
"Squeeze me with that pussy," he growled as he began fucking her with a slow, steady motion.
My mother wrapped her legs around him and met him stroke for stroke.
"How does it feel to have your brother fucking you again?" he asked, his hips working faster.
"Wonderful. I've missed you so much," she whimpered.
"Use your pussy to suck me."
"Oh!" she gasped, and bucked against him wildly. "I'm going to cum."
"Good. Show me how you can cum on my dick."
Within the next few minutes, she was thrashing around on the end of his cock like a fish on a hook. Watching the sight, I teetered on the brink of orgasm.
My father pulled out of her abruptly and rolled onto his back. His big prick, covered with her juices, jutted proudly toward the ceiling. "Don't you want to ride your brother's dick?" he asked, reaching for her.
"Yes, I want to ride it," she answered as she turned her back to his face and sank down onto him.
"I like it like this," he grunted, squeezing her ass with both hands. "This way I can see everything."
"I want you to see me," she moaned as she began sliding her pussy up and down his dick. Her breasts jiggled with her bucking and she closed her eyes in ecstasy. "I want you to see me cum."
My orgasm loomed closer, threatening to overtake me any minute. But I held back, not wanting to miss one second of this hot, hot fuck session.
"Play with my ass-hole," my mother grunted.
"Does Robert do that?" he asked as he pushed a thumb into her wet, puckered hole.
"Oh, yes." She moved faster. "Robert fucks my ass, too."
"Do you like that?" he wanted to know as he thrust upward into her. More than half of his thumb was buried in her butt hole.
I pushed a finger into my spasming ass-hole and fought for control.
"God, yes. I love having his cock squirting in my ass-hole," she grunted. "Cum with me, Robert."
With that, she bucked out of control again. This time, my father was right with her. His guttural sounds of pleasure mingled with hers as he rammed his cock to the hilt and pumped his load deep into her pussy.
I finally let go, too. As my powerful orgasm shook me to my roots, I watched my parents' sweaty bodies straining against each other. They stayed that way for a long time, breathing hard, struggling to get every drop of pleasure from the moment.
As soon as I caught my breath, I knew I had to leave my hiding place. They would be in the bathroom soon, washing up, and I didn't want to get caught in there. As far as I knew, no one knew about this hiding place and I definitely wanted to keep it that way.
With my Uncle Robert coming to stay with us, things could get even more interesting!
CHAPTER TWO
Two days later, Uncle Robert arrived. He timed it perfectly.
I had not seen him for over a year even though he only lived about 100 miles away with his wife and their daughter, Sara. At my high school graduation party, he had been very attentive toward me, telling me how much I resembled my mother. Now, I understood his interest.
The interest had not been one-sided, however, especially after I'd watched him with his wife. All through my college years, I'd fantasized about my Uncle Robert while masturbating. Sometimes, when I was with another man, the image of him eating my aunt's pussy filled my mind. A year earlier, when they had visited us, Sara and I explored each other freely. As my cousin licked my pussy, I pretended it was Uncle Robert.
I wanted him almost as badly as I wanted my father!
My last class of the day was over just before noon and I hurried home to change clothes, eat lunch and go to work at the ad agency.
Uncle Robert pulled into the driveway while I was still changing clothes. Wearing only my bra and panties, I stood at the bedroom window and watched him climb out of the car. He looked even better than the last time I'd seen him, fit and trim. His hair was longer than usual, but it looked good on him. His jeans were a perfect fit.
Grabbing a robe, I wrapped it around me and ran down the stairs. I opened the door before he could knock and stood there grinning at him.
"Donna!" he said, giving me a bear hug that lifted me off the floor. Then he swung me around a few times and set me down.
My robe had fallen open and I pulled it together quickly. Uncle Robert busied himself with his luggage, pretending not to notice.
"I just came home from school to change clothes and eat lunch," I explained as I closed the door behind him. "Have you eaten?"
He shook his head.
"Good. Sandwiches okay?"
"Sure," he answered as he followed me into the kitchen.
We talked and laughed while I prepared our lunch. Sitting across the counter from each other, we ate. I listened to his story about the divorce and tried to ignore the growing ache between my legs. That was almost impossible. Looking into those blue eyes, listening to his deep voice and inhaling his spicy cologne was enough to drive any woman crazy.
"So it was a mutual decision," I finally said.
"Yeah. We just grew apart. No hard feelings."
"Good. I wouldn't want you to get hurt," I said, and gave his hand a squeeze. Sparks of desire flew up my arm. My nipples grew stiff against the cups of my bra and I squeezed my thighs together tightly. He held onto my fingers.
"How is Sara?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. As badly as I wanted him, I had to change the subject.
"She's fine. She sends her love."
"Maybe she'll come to visit soon."
"I hope so," he said. He was still holding my hand.
"Uncle Robert, I have to get ready for work," I explained, easing my hand out of his reluctantly.
"Sorry," he said. "I've been living in a hotel room for the past few months. It gets pretty lonesome."
Did that mean horny?
"Well, you won't get lonesome here," I assured him as I stood up and cleared our dishes away. "There's always something going on."
My robe had fallen open again and, this time, he made no effort to turn away. I stood there in the kitchen trembling, unable to even pull the robe closed again.
"You're a beautiful young woman, Donna," he said, admiring me openly.
The lust was obvious in his eyes. It only added fuel to the fire burning between my legs. Maybe it had been there all along, but I'd been so busy trying to ignore my own feelings that I didn't see it.
"I'll bet all the guys at school are after you," he said. He still had not taken his eyes off of me.
I shook my head and swallowed hard before I could talk. Even then, my voice came out as a little squeak. "Not really. I prefer older men."
"Why?"
"They know how to.. .they're more experienced," I stammered.
Uncle Robert didn't say anything for a few minutes and then he licked his lips. 'Take it off, Donna. Take it off for me."
As if in a trance, I opened my robe all the way and let it slide off my shoulders and down my arms. It landed silently on the floor at my feet. Now I was standing before my uncle wearing nothing but a white lace bra and matching panties. The panties were skimpy, held in place on both sides by a tiny, satin bow.
His quick intake of breath and the way he licked his lips told me he liked what he saw.
"Would you like to see more?" I asked as heat spread through me quickly.
He nodded and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans.
With a little smile, I unhooked my bra. I held the cups in place as I pulled the straps down off my shoulders. Finally, I removed it completely. My nipples grew stiff as the cool air of the house caressed them. Or was it because my uncle's eyes were devouring me?
"Jesus!" he hissed.
I caressed my breasts lovingly and slid my hands down my flat stomach. Unable to stop myself, I squeezed my pussy hard. Then I turned around and pulled my panties tight across my backside, giving him a good look at that. I glanced at him over my shoulder. "Should I take off my panties, too?" I asked with a little pout.
"Please," he whispered. Again, he adjusted the crotch of his jeans.
Turning to face him again, I untied one of the bows at my side. The flimsy material fell away slightly and he caught a glimpse of my bush.
"My panties are wet," I confessed. "It makes me really hot for you to see me like this."
"I'm feeling the heat, too, baby," he said and shook his head. His hand was at his bulging basket again.
"Do you want to untie this one?" I asked, knowing that once he got this close, there would be no turning back.
He swallowed hard and took a step toward me. Then, suddenly, he was on his knees at my side. I shivered as his hot breath caressed my outer thigh and hip, and watched as he used his teeth to tug on the ribbon. The little bow came apart and my panties fell to the floor.
"Damn, what a beautiful pussy," he moaned.
Stepping away from him, I turned around again, bent over and touched the floor. Spreading my legs wide, I reached between my legs and used my fingers to spread myself even wider. He groaned when I pushed a finger inside of my twat and pulled it out, glistening wet. Then I stood up, turned to face him and licked my finger clean.
He stood there staring, his eyes glazed with lust.
"Touch it," I urged, feeling a strange sense of power. "Run your fingers through my hairs."
Uncle Robert did so willingly.
"Smell it," I instructed, parting my sticky wet thighs slightly.
Again, he did as he was told, running his nose through my damp, tangled bush. His hot breath caressed my body again, only this time, it was in a much more appropriate and stimulating place. I shivered.
"You smell so good, Donna," he told me. He was running his hands up and down my thighs, inching closer to my overflowing pussy with every moment.
"Taste it," I ordered, my voice trembling with desire. My legs were shaking, too. "Taste my sweet pussy."
With a sudden movement, my uncle picked me up and lifted me onto the counter. The ceramic tile of the countertop was cool against the feverish flesh of my ass, but I didn't have long to think about that. I sank back onto my elbows, spread my legs wide and thrust my pussy at my uncle's handsome face.
"Eat it."
With a low groan, he buried his face between my legs. His tongue was as fabulous as I imagined it would be. It seemed to be everywhere at once, darting here and there. He hit every sensitive spot at just the right time. He tickled my clit. He teased my pussy and he rimmed my ass-hole. Soon, I was moaning softly, finding it almost impossible to sit still.
"God, you taste like your.. .like heaven," he breathed as he took some time out to lick my thighs.
"Just make me cum," I grunted. Placing a hand on his head, I guided it back to my pussy. "I need to cum."
Uncle Robert had been working the point of his tongue in a little circle just inside of my pussy. Now, he slid his hands up under my ass and literally pulled me onto his thick, oral muscle. He worked it in and out rhythmically, bumping my clit with his nose. My orgasm built, subsided and built again, growing more intense with each passing moment. My passionate groans mingled with the wet sounds coming from between my legs.
Finally, he inched a finger into my ass-hole.
"Give me another one," I grunted.
He pushed a second finger into my tight channel and shoved them both in past the second knuckle.
I flew off into orbit, howling with release as my ass bounced all over the counter.
When I opened my eyes, he was licking my swollen pussy lips gently. His face was shiny wet and covered with curly blonde hairs. My juices dripped off his chin. I pulled his face to mine and we kissed deeply.
"You're going to fuck your niece now, Uncle Robert," I told him as I slid off the counter to stand on the floor again. Reaching between us, I traced around his big prick with my fingertips and then squeezed him.
"Yes, ma'am," he replied.
I stood there watching as he unzipped his pants and slid them down his thighs. His shorts followed and his prick leaped into my hands like an eager puppy.
"Is it big enough?" he asked.
"Yes," I answered, sounding more in control of myself than I felt. With my uncle's hard, hot muscle throbbing against my fingers for the very first time, all I wanted to do was jump on top of him and ride to heaven.
I spent the next few minutes stroking him, listening to his throaty moans of pleasure, loving the way he humped my hands. He was bigger than I remembered from watching him with his wife. My fingers barely reached around his shaft and he had to be ten inches long. Pre-cum oozed from the head of his prick and I smeared that into his fleshy sword.
"I can't wait much longer," he moaned, easing himself out of my hands.
"Me either," I whispered.
Uncle Robert and I spotted the chair at my mother's little writing table at the same time. He backed toward it and I followed, hanging onto his cock with both hands. My wet thighs slid together easily with every step I took.
He sat down and reached for me. As I straddled his lap, he leaned forward and sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth. At the same time, he primed my pussy with two thick fingers. I groaned and my pussy hugged the welcome intruders.
"This is going to be so fucking good," he breathed as he transferred the wetness onto his cockhead. And then his hands were on my ass, pulling me down onto him.
I held his cock steady by the base and lowered myself until just the end of his dick was tucked between my lips. Then I used my strong muscles to squeeze and stroke him teasingly.
"Yeah, this is going to be good," he repeated, squeezing my ass with both hands. His mouth returned to my nipple. He teased it to an even stiffer point with his tongue and then licked his way over to the other one. That received the same treatment. I could probably have cum from that alone!
My first instinct was to take his full length inside of me and start riding right away. I was sure he was feeling the same way, longing to ram himself to the hilt and start fucking. Yet, something told me to take it slow and easy.. .this time!
I sank a bit lower, allowing him to slide in another few inches. Then I squeezed him some more, really sucking on him with my pussy. He moaned and closed his eyes as I lifted myself slightly and sat down again.
My itch had long ago turned into an ache and there was only one way to cure it. This time, I took more than half of his length inside of me. It stretched me painfully wide and the heat seemed to sear my inner flesh.
"I gotta have it all," I groaned, placing my hands on his broad shoulders. The muscles under his shirt felt like steel coils.
"Take it, baby. Take it all," he grunted.
Uncle Robert thrust upward. I pushed down at the same time. His cock filled me to capacity, reaching places I never knew existed. And, yes, he was scratching my itch just fine! The feelings rushing over me were so intense, I wanted this to last forever!
"Cum for me, Donna," Robert said, talking to me again, literally working my pussy up and down his rod. "I know you want to. I can feel that hot pussy squeezing my dick, sucking on it. Show me how you cum."
I suddenly realized my uncle was right. I did want to cum. I'd been teetering on the brink of orgasm from the moment he entered me.
"Rub my clit," I groaned.
He reached between us, found my slippery nub easily and massaged it with his fingers.
Finally, I let my instincts take over. I took him as deep as possible, worked my ass in a little circle and then I was cumming. Much needed release flooded over me in great, surging waves. I shuddered and my animal-like cries of pleasure filled the room.
The next thing I knew, the cock in my pussy swelled to gigantic proportions. While he roared, bucking upward uncontrollably, my uncle's hot scum filled my pussy to overflowing. That set me off again and I gyrated wildly on top of him, my pussy literally sucking him dry.
"That's only the beginning," he told me.
Still weak and trembling, he handled me like a rag doll. Lifting me off his lap, he turned me around. His hot load literally poured out of my cunt and ran down my legs. He pulled me back onto his lap again and I gasped when I realized his erection had returned full force.
"I hope you want some more of this," he said, his hot breath caressing my neck and ear. "I've got a lot more where that came from."
Strangely enough, I did want more of it and I had a feeling that was never going to change. I groaned as his hot rod filled my cunt again.
Uncle Robert placed a hand on either side of my waist, urging me to start moving. I did as he asked, taking him as deep as possible while his hands covered my breasts. He had a rough/gentle touch that nearly drove me crazy. Palming my nipples, he thrust upward into my hungry body.
"Damn, you're so tight," he grunted.
His words thrilled me almost as much as the thick shaft filling my cunt. I rode him faster.
"So tight and so fucking hot."
My fingers found my clit and I pinched it rhythmically.
"It feels like you're going to melt my dick." He nibbled on my shoulder blade and pinched my nipples at the same time.
My orgasm loomed nearby, threatening to overtake me any second. I closed my eyes and listened to our ragged breathing. The sound of our bodies slapping together reached my ears but it was the wet sound of his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy that sent me over the edge.
"Cumming!" I called out. "Uncle Robert, I'm cumming."
This orgasm was really several small climaxes that hit one after the other like a string of firecrackers. I jerked and bucked around on top of him like a puppet on a string. When I returned to reality. Uncle Robert was still hard, still embedded deep in my pussy.
"Did you like that?" he asked, his breath still coining in ragged gasps.
All I could do was nod as he caressed my sweaty body.
"I'd like to take you from behind," he whispered. "When you catch your breath."
In a few minutes, I stood up, pulling my pussy off him with a wet slurp. I moved to the closest bar stool and bent over it. Glancing back over my shoulder, I could see my uncle sitting there in the chair, stroking his wet cock slowly.
"Come and get it," I said, wiggling my naked ass at him.
He made a low sound in his throat, stood up and moved into position behind me. I felt his fingers first and gasped. Then the hot velvet head of his cock was pressed against my freshly fucked pussy. The little, wet mouth sucked at him hungrily and he gave me what I wanted in one smooth motion.
And then we were fucking again, our bodies working together like a well-oiled sex machine. He held onto my ass with both hands and rammed himself to the hilt time after time. I took everything he had and begged for more, my climax coming closer by the minute.
"Finger my ass," I grunted.
Uncle Robert's wet fingers slipped into my butt hole easily and he pumped them in and out to match his fucking rhythm.
"Don't stop! Don't stop!" I moaned, holding onto the bar stool as reality began slipping away.
Bellowing, my uncle exploded deep in my body for the second time that day. And that hot flood of scum triggered my orgasm. We rocked together for what seemed an eternity and then slowly, slowly returned to the real world. First, I heard a dog barking somewhere and then I realized that sunlight was flooding the spacious kitchen.
And then I heard a car pull into the driveway!
CHAPTER THREE
By the time my mother walked into the house, I was upstairs getting dressed. Uncle Robert was sitting at the bar in the kitchen sipping iced tea. I heard her squeal of pleasure when she saw him and imagined them hugging.
God, I hoped he remembered to wash his hands. And then I wondered what her reaction would be if she were to have any idea of what had just taken place in the middle of her kitchen.
"You look great!" he was saying as I came down the stairs.
"You do, too," she said, holding onto one of his hands with both of hers. "Can I fix you some lunch."
"Donna has already taken care of me," he said. I didn't dare look at him.
"Gotta go," I said brightly. Then I kissed my mother on the cheek and my uncle on the cheek, grabbed my purse and hurried out to my car. His cum was still oozing from me and I squirmed in the seat.
Over the next few days, my uncle and I became closer and closer. I slipped into his room at night, or he came into mine. We met at the house when everyone was gone. Sometimes, when my father would send us out to work with one of his clients, me to write, Uncle Robert to sketch or take pictures, we would park somewhere and indulge in a quickie. We just couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other.
But it wasn't just sex. We talked easily, like old friends. The fact that he was more than twenty years my senior didn't seem to make any difference. We had a lot of common interests.
One afternoon on the way to make a presentation to a client, I confessed to him that I wanted to fuck my father.
"Well, there's nothing like keeping it in the family," he said with a little grin.
I shuddered as his hand slid up my thigh.
"Haven't you ever wanted to fuck one of your relatives besides me?" I asked.
"Sure." Before I could question him further, he asked me a question. "Why don't you just seduce your father? You're obviously very good at it. Look how quickly you turned me on."
"I'm afraid he might be offended or hurt or.. . " I shrugged, not knowing the real reason I was afraid.
"Or maybe he would be too much for you to handle."
"Maybe."
"Let's just see how many family members we can seduce," he said. His fingers were rubbing the front of my panties now.
"Bring them into our circle," I said with a little laugh. My legs parted of their own accord and I had trouble concentrating on the road.
"Yeah, sort of," he answered. "Since you brought it up, you have to go first. Seduce your father and then I'll go after whoever you suggest."
I opened my mouth to challenge him to seduce my mother, but he stopped me.
"Not yet," he whispered. His fingers were sliding up and down the deep groove between my pussy lips. "You have to go first."
"I can't seduce my father," I said. "I simply can't do it."
Robert thought for a moment. "Okay, start with someone else and work up to your dad. What about Chet?"
At the mention of my older brother's name, I blushed. It was almost as if my uncle could read my mind. For the last few months, I'd been fantasizing about him, too. We were closer than most siblings even though I was still in school and he was working. We talked about most everything and even shared some of our secrets with each other. It wasn't unusual for me to give him a back rub when he came home from work. And more than once he had stayed up with me all night, helping me study for an exam.
"Why not," I finally said. "He's always complaining about not getting enough pussy."
"See, there's your opening. He's probably wanted you all along, hoping you'd make the first move," Uncle Robert said. With a little wink, he offered me his wet fingers. I licked them clean, moaning at the taste of my own juices.
We arrived at the client's store. It was a huge appliance store. The owner and my father had worked together for years. Going over the ad copy I'd written and showing him Uncle Robert's artwork and the layout was merely a formality. When we climbed back into the car and headed for the office, Uncle
Robert brought up the seduction of my brother again.
"When do you think you'll do it?" he asked.
I went over my schedule in my head. "Tomorrow afternoon," I said after a few minutes. "Chet gets off early on Wednesday. He usually just hangs around the house until his buddies get off work. Then they play basketball at the gym. I'll tell Dad I had a class that ran late. He'll understand."
"And I'll tell him I had some legal matters to take care of," Uncle Robert said.
I gave him a questioning look.
"So I can be there to watch," he explained. "You didn't think I was going to just take your word for it, did you?"
I laughed, excited and nervous at the same time. Seducing my brother was one thing, but with Uncle Robert watching, it was destined to become the thrill of a lifetime.
I timed my arrival at the house a little later than usual. Chet was already there, his Jeep Renegade parked in the driveway. I didn't see Uncle Robert's car. As I approached the house, I happened to glance up at my bedroom window.
Uncle Robert waved and then disappeared.
My brother was stretched out on the sofa, snoring softly. He was wearing blue jogging shorts and nothing else. I stood there looking down at him, admiring his strong, athletic body. He was tall and sturdily built like our father and he had the same dark coloring. His chest was covered with a thick mat of dark hair that swirled down his flat stomach and into the waistband of his shorts.
He stirred in his sleep and I was afraid he was going to wake up. He didn't. All he did was scratch his balls and then his steady breathing returned.
A movement in the doorway caught my attention. I looked up to see Uncle Robert standing there. He gave me the thumbs up signal and grinned.
Reaching out with trembling fingers, I stroked Chet's muscular thigh. His skin was warm to the touch. And then I moved my hand upward until my fingertips caressed the silky fabric of his shorts. They, too, were warmed by his body.
Sparks of excitement flew up my arm and before I realized it, I was touching his prick. I traced around it with my fingers and then gave it a little squeeze. A quick glance up at Chet's face told me that he was still sleeping soundly even though he had stirred a couple of times. I imagined he thought he was dreaming.
And, yes, Uncle Robert was still watching. Leaning against the door, he rubbed his crotch absently.
Slowly, I knelt on the floor beside the sofa. I eased the front of the shorts down and discovered he wasn't even wearing underwear. There was his half-awake prick curled against his stomach, surrounded by a thatch of black hair. Even at that state it was huge.
Big dicks must run in our family, I thought to myself and smiled.
Leaning forward, I placed my lips against his cockhead and kissed it.
Chet groaned and spread his legs wide. His eyes were still closed.
His wonderful male aroma teased my nose, adding to the sinfully delicious pleasure of this moment. Squeezing my legs together around my tingling pussy, I found myself licking him with just the tip of my tongue. He tasted slightly salty.
Chet groaned again and humped upward gently.
I looked from his glistening wet cock up to his face. His eyes were still closed, the long, dark lashes casting shadows on his cheeks. Then I glanced over at the door. Uncle Robert was still right there, watching intently.
Since his cock was still in the growing stages, I opened my mouth and took most of it inside. I worked my tongue back and forth over the nerve bundle just below the head. And he began to grow. As his prick lengthened and stiffened in my mouth, I released it inch by inch. Finally, all that remained between my lips was his gigantic knob.
Chet was moaning steadily now even though he was still asleep. I imagined he thought he was having an erotic dream.
"So hot," he muttered, squirming on the sofa. "So fucking wet."
That scared me and I pulled my mouth off of him abruptly. His eyes were still closed, although his handsome face was no longer relaxed. It was a mask of concentration.
Uncle Robert was standing just on the other side of the door, where no one could see him but me. He had unzipped his pants and was stroking his stiff cock.
Slowly, cautiously my mouth returned to my brother's prick. I began sucking him again. The longer I sucked and licked, the more aggressive I became. My pussy pulsed and a flood of juices wet my panties. I slipped a hand between his legs and cupped his hairy ball sac. It felt full.
"Damn, what a tight little cunt," Chet groaned, fucking my mouth. "I want to fuck it all night.'"
He was definitely still asleep, dreaming that he was fucking someone's pussy! I took him deeper, squeezed him with my lips and then released him slowly.
"Fuck," Chet grunted. He had just begun to throb. When his eyes fluttered open, I was looking at him, my fingers sliding up and down his spit-slick prong. "Donna!"
This time, his grunt was one of surprise, shock and I don't know what else. He tried to sit up, fell back again, and then just stared at me.
"Hey, big brother," I said with a sexy wink.
Keeping my eyes on his, I lowered my mouth to his cock again. I knew he was too far gone to stop me now. And I knew Uncle Robert was watching. I licked my way up and down my brother's thick shaft and then swirled my tongue around his knob. He was still staring when I formed a tiny ring with my lips and pushed them down over his cockhead.
"Dear, God!" Chet groaned. He closed his eyes and thrust upward into my mouth, a purely involuntary reaction.
"Surprised?" I asked, after releasing him as slowly as I had done before.
"Yeah," he breathed. "Should you be doing that."
"You like it don't you?" I responded. "Sure, but.. . "
"I like it, too," I said. I slid my mouth down over him again and sucked hard for a few minutes. And then I tickled his sensitive spot with the tip of my tongue. "In fact, I love it. You taste so good."
Chet closed his eyes and groaned loudly as I worked the wet skin of his cock up and down. Pre-cum oozed out of the little hole in the end of his prick. I watched the pearly droplets gather there until they began sliding down the side, and then I lapped them off hungrily.
He was still groaning when they were all gone. I probed into his piss slit for more and pumped him with my free hand, a little faster than before. My other hand was between my own legs, squeezing my leaking pussy.
I knew without looking that my uncle was still watching. That only added to the excitement of the situation.
"You're going to let me take care of you as well, aren't you, Sis?" Chet asked suddenly.
"If that's what you want," I answered.
"I want," my brother said as he reached for me. "Come here."
I allowed Chet to pull me on top of him. While he kissed my mouth, I rubbed my wet panties all over his hard, hot muscle.
"Let me see that pretty pussy," he breathed.
Standing up, I removed my jeans and panties. There I stood before my brother in the middle of the living room wearing nothing but a T-shirt. He made a soft sound when he stroked my bush. A single, teasing finger slid up between my swollen lips.
"You're wet," he breathed.
I nodded. "Wet for you."
Then Chet licked his finger. "I gotta have some more of that sweet stuff. Ready for a mustache ride."
"Only if I can suck your cock at the same time," I bargained.
"Such talk coming from my pretty sister," Chet said with a soft, throaty chuckle.
Keeping my fingers wrapped around his stiff prick, I turned around and squatted over my brother's face. As I did so, I spotted Uncle Robert peeping around the open door. A little shiver ran through me.
Chet's hot breath stirring my hairs pulled my attention back to him. I watched as he sniffed my wide open cunt and then worked his tongue up and down my slit. Finally, my brother grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me down onto his outstretched tongue.
Groaning, I leaned forward and took his prick into my mouth. I caught a glimpse of Uncle Robert again, but it was Chet who was driving me wild. I took his dick deep, allowing it to touch the back of my throat. It throbbed and seemed to grow even larger. Chet moaned into my muff. His thick, oral muscle was moving in and out of my pussy, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Hanging onto his dick with my mouth and both hands, I smeared my pussy all over his face as my orgasm hit hard and fast.
For the next few minutes, Chet was so busy swallowing my flowing juices he didn't have time to think about his own pleasure. I licked his dick like a big lollipop as I struggled to catch my breath.
Finally, he lifted me off his face slightly. "I'm going to have to fuck this pussy."
As much as I loved sucking him, as much as I had wanted to swallow my brother's hot cum, I crawled off the sofa and onto the floor. Spreading my legs wide, I held my swollen lips even wider. "Come and get it, big brother," I moaned, thrusting my cunt in his direction.
Chet slid off the sofa and crawled between my legs. He guided his dick to my wet hole with one hand and rubbed it up and down my slit. I gasped and jumped when he mashed my clit. I moaned when he pushed just the head between my lips. That moan turned into a groan when his wet cockhead teased my tiny anal opening.
"Think you can take it there?" he breathed.
"Yes," I hissed. Suddenly, that was all I wanted. "Fuck my ass."
Chet guided his cock up to my pussy again and pushed it inside. He fell into a steady fucking rhythm right away. Riding high on my mound, he stimulated my clit perfectly. I wrapped my legs around his lean ass and held on tight.
Over my brother's shoulder, I could see Uncle Robert watching us. I bucked against my brother that much faster, my orgasm swelling inside of me like a balloon. Just when I thought Chet had forgotten all about my anal request, he pulled his dripping cock from my hole and slid it down my crack.
"Hold those legs open wide," he grunted, his voice shaking. His breathing was coming in deep, ragged gasps and sweat beaded on his forehead. "I'm going to ream your ass."
I did as he asked, crushing my nipples with my thighs. "Hurry, Chet, hurry," I whimpered as I thrust my lewdly splayed ass-hole in his direction. "I want your fat cock inside of me."
Chet watched as he placed his well-lubricated knob against my butt hole. He worked it in a small circle, pushing steadily. We both held our breath and, for a moment, I was afraid he wasn't going to fit. And then, suddenly, he was inside of me. The fat knob stretched me wide, but his shaft spread me even wider.
"That tight fucking ass-hole is going to make me cum," Chet warned as he worked his dick in and out with short quick strokes. "Me, too," I moaned. And then my fingers found my clit. "I want you to cum in my ass, Chet. I want to feel you squirt."
"Donna," Chet groaned.
His cock was already beginning to swell. Again, over my brother's shoulder, I could see Uncle Robert. He was watching us closely, one hand moving steadily up and down his prick. The sight thrilled me.
"Fuck it," I grunted, pinching my clit to match Chet's rapid thrusting. "Fill my ass with your hot load."
"Oh!" Chet grunted.
Finally, he was in to the hilt. I could feel his balls against my upturned ass. My orgasm loomed over me like a thrilling shadow.
"Here it comes," he groaned as he slammed into me one last time.
His cock throbbed in my ass-hole and then it began to jerk. The next thing I knew, white-hot cum was being sprayed into my rectum. That, plus the fact that Uncle Robert was standing in the doorway, emptying his balls into the carpet, triggered my orgasm. I howled with pleasure, rubbing my clit furiously while my ass-hole clamped down on Chet's cock and literally drained his balls.
Chet collapsed on top of me, sweating and gasping for breath. I recovered slowly and held onto his dick with my ass-hole as long as I could. Finally, it slipped out of me and I could feel his cum oozing down my crack to the floor.
Uncle Robert was gone.
"We'd better get cleaned up," I whispered, fondling his cum-covered cock.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want Mom and Dad to catch us like this, would we?" he said with a little laugh.
"Oh, I think Mom would understand," I told him as he helped me to my feet.
"What makes you say that?" Chet asked, sounding suspicious.
"I don't know, just a feeling," I answered. We were upstairs by this time and I ducked into the bathroom.
I'd fulfilled my part of the bargain. Now it was Uncle Robert's turn to bring another family member into our circle. Watching him fuck my mother was going to be the thrill of a lifetime!
CHAPTER FOUR
"This is unreal!" Uncle Robert gasped.
I had just shown him my hiding place in the bathroom closet. It was almost too small for him, but he didn't seem to mind. And then I showed him how to open the peep hole just enough to give him a perfect view of the whole bedroom.
"And they can't see the hole?"
I shook my head. "I've already checked that out. Whoever built this house was a peeping Tom."
"You mean there are more places to watch?" he asked as he stepped out of the closet.
"You can watch whoever is in the bathroom from the closet," I explained. "And I'm sure there are other places. I just haven't found them yet."
"And no one knows about this but you."
"And now you. This is where I'll be watching when you fuck my mother."
He laughed. "I guess it's only fair. After the show you and Chet put on.. . "
That had been several days earlier. With my dad out of town, Uncle Robert was supposed to make his move that evening after dinner. I would be upstairs studying and Chet was working late. There would be no excuses; no interruptions.
After dinner, I excused myself by saying that I had some major studying to do. Uncle Robert offered to help Mom clean up the kitchen.
Since the kitchen was right underneath my room, I could hear them talking and laughing while they worked. I was already wet with anticipation. This was the only thing I'd been able to think about all day. I found myself lying on my bed, rubbing my wet pussy with one hand while I strained to hear the voices below.
". . .lonely.. . , " Uncle Robert was saying.
My mother murmured something.
". . .lucky to have a woman like you.. . " Uncle Robert again.
". . .remember.. . " This was my mother. God, was she bringing up the subject of their earlier sexual escapades!
There was more laughter.
". . .learned a lot since then," Mom said.
And then they were quiet.
Just when I was about to give up listening, thinking they had gone outside, I heard my mother's familiar moan of pleasure.
". . .still beautiful.. . "
Another moan. ". . .upstairs.. . "
Again, I wore nothing but my T-shirt as I scurried down the hall toward my hiding place in the bathroom closet. Shaking from head to toe, I pushed the coats aside and sat quietly on the shelf. This was better than going to fuck films!
And, this time, I remembered to bring my dildo along. It was exactly like the one my mother owned, with the suction cup on the end.
My mother stepped into her bedroom, followed closely by Uncle Robert. She turned to face him as he closed the door and held out her arms. They kissed long and deep and their hands roamed freely.
"You have learned a few things over the years," Uncle Robert breathed as my mother unbuttoned his shirt.
In reply, Mom ran her nose through the hairs on his chest. With the point of her tongue, she circled his tiny nipples and then licked her way down his flat stomach. She rubbed her cheek against the thick bulge in the front of his slacks and squeezed his ass with both hands.
"I want to see you naked," he said, helping her to her feet.
My mother stripped for her brother. She removed each piece of clothing slowly, sensuously. At last, her bra came off and he gasped at the sight of her firm, high riding breasts. She tugged at the nipples, making them stand up even straighter for him. Before removing her panties, she did a little bump and grind, her ass swaying slowly back and forth, an open invitation.
Watching her was even getting to me and I inched a finger between my pussy lips. It was immediately coated with my thick, hot oils and I shuddered through a tiny cum. It had been over a year since I'd been with another woman. I was beginning to wonder if my mother might be interested.
"Damn, Sis," Uncle Robert hissed, giving his cock a squeeze.
My mother had peeled her panties off her hips and was letting them slide slowly down her thighs. She kept one hand over her mound until she kicked the panties aside, and then she allowed him to see her blonde curls.
Uncle Robert continued to stare.
"Look how wet you make me," she breathed, gently stroking her furry patch. Clear oils clung to the hairs. Parting her lips with two fingers revealed a pink center, glistening with moisture. Her clit was erect and throbbing. Squatting slightly, she dipped a finger into her steamy snatch. It came out shiny wet, covered with her juices.
A whiff of my own heat reached my nose and I licked my lips hungrily. God, my mouth was watering for my own mother!
Her brother stepped forward and licked her wet finger.
They both moaned as they kissed again. She rubbed her nipples against his bare chest. While he caressed the firm muscles of her ass, she ground her pelvis against the erection throbbing in his pants.
"I have to taste it," he moaned as he licked his way down to her erect nipples.
"Yes," my mother hissed as she sank back onto the bed and spread her legs wide. "Lick my pussy just like you used to."
With a low groan, Uncle Robert buried his face between her legs.
Able to see everything, I squirmed and worked my finger in and out of my bubbling hole as I watched him eat her. Flattening out his tongue, he licked her entire slit. He tickled her clit with just the tip of his tongue and then he worked it downward and pushed it into her hole.
"Jesus," my mother hissed. Spreading her legs even wider, she placed her hands on his head and held his face tight against her crotch.
Uncle Robert continued licking her until she was thrusting steadily. He paused long enough to suck on her lips. Cupping her ass in both hands, he lifted her slightly and rimmed her ass-hole with his hot tongue.
"My ex-wife used to tell me I was the best cunt lapper she'd ever had," Uncle Robert said.
"You didn't tell her where you got all of your practice, did you?" my mother asked, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breathing.
"No." Uncle Robert's tongue slithered between her lips again.
"Jesus!" she repeated. With her eyes closed, her head rolled back and forth on the pillows. Her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat and her breasts jiggled with her steady humping.
"I want to eat you till you scream," he muttered. Now he was nibbling at her inner thighs.
"That won't take much," she gasped, forcing his face into her fork again. "I'm so close I can almost taste it."
I was pretty close to cumming myself. In fact, I was watching my uncle eat my mother through a lusty haze, my fingers churning my boiling juices to a froth. I began rocking my clit with my palm.
"Eat me!" my mother screamed, beginning to thrash about wildly. "Suck me! God, don't stop! Give me that tongue!" Finally, her words turned into obscene babbling and then to guttural grunts of pleasure.
Uncle Robert hung onto her ass with both hands and stayed right with her until she calmed down somewhat.
I climaxed, too, so hard that I almost fell off the shelf.
"Will you fuck me now?" my mother asked, a little pout on her pretty face.
"After you show me how well you've learned to suck cock," Uncle Robert told her.
When I caught my breath, he was kneeling over her face, rubbing his swollen cockhead back and forth across her lips. She stuck out her tongue and licked him, moaning at the taste. I sucked my wet fingers into my mouth and shivered at the taste of my own juices. Suddenly, I wanted my father more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life. While watching my mother suck Uncle Robert, I continued sucking my own fingers, pretending it was Dad's dick.
I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined my father was standing in front of me, gently fucking my mouth. He would stroke my cheek with the back of his finger and trace around my lips. Placing my hands on his ass, I would urge him to thrust deeper and moan around his meat as he inched into my throat. And then I would start on his balls, licking and sucking the bloated sac until he was humping the air in frustration.
"Is your pussy still as hot as your mouth, Sis?" Uncle Robert asked, his voice husky with need.
"Why don't you try it out?" my mother suggested.
I opened my eyes then, and watched as he dragged the wet knob of his prick downward. When it was between her breasts, she pushed the heavy globes up around him. They both moaned as he fucked the tight tunnel of flesh slowly. Pre-cum bubbled out of his hole and puddled on her chest.
"My pussy, Robert," she whispered. Releasing her breasts, she smeared his fluids around with her fingertips and then tasted them. "I need you in my pussy."
His cock began its journey downward again. He left a wet trail across her stomach and into her damp, tangled bush.
My mother captured her brother's cock in both hands. Spreading her legs wide, she guided it to her overflowing pussy. They both watched as the knob disappeared inside of her.
"It's been a long time, Sis," he breathed, fighting for control.
"And you still feel just as good as ever," she whispered.
Her hands left his cock briefly and she fondled his balls. I could even see her long finger sliding back to his ass-hole. That's when I reached for my dildo. I planted the suction cup firmly on the closet floor. Sliding off the shelf, I went to my knees and pushed my pussy down onto the fake dick. This placed me at a lower level, but I could still see everything.
Inch by inch, Uncle Robert fed his dick into my mother's pussy. When he was buried to the hilt, his balls nestled against her upturned ass, they kissed passionately.
"Fuck me," my mother groaned. "I want my brother to fuck me."
Uncle Robert pulled back until just the head of his dick remained inside. His shaft was covered with her juices. I sank down onto the dildo as I watched the tiny mouth of her cunt suck on his knob. The sexy toy only made my itch worse.
He shoved his prick into her again and withdrew only slightly. The lips of her pussy clung to him possessively. He thrust forward again, forcing himself even deeper than before. And yet, I had the feeling her pussy was sucking him inside. It wasn't going to let go until she was satisfied.
"That's what I want," she whimpered, grinding her body against his. "You always know what I want."
Little by little, they picked up a steady rhythm. Every time his cock appeared, it was wetter. Her juices poured out around his pistoning meat and his balls slapped her ass. I was bouncing up and down on my rubber dick, rubbing my clit as I watched the show.
Again, visions of my father came to mind. What if he was underneath me, pinching my nipples, rubbing my ass while I bounced up and down on his dick? What if it was his throaty groans of pleasure reaching my ears instead of my uncle's? My father would thrust upward into me as his cock swelled.
"Finger my ass," my mother groaned. "God, I want you everywhere at once. In my mouth and in my ass."
I returned to reality long enough to watch Uncle Robert push two fingers into her wet ass-hole.
"I have a dildo," she said suddenly, and motioned to the nightstand.
Uncle Robert's fucking movements slowed. He remained embedded in her pussy as he opened the drawer and reached inside. "Jesus, Sis, what do you want me to do with this?"
I sat still on my dildo, watching, wondering what she had in mind.
My mother wiggled out from under him and rolled onto her stomach. Then she lifted herself onto her knees in the middle of the bed and thrust her ass in the air. "Use my pussy to grease it up."
Uncle Robert did as she asked, easing the rubber dong into her slowly. Soon, he was moving it in and out rhythmically, reaching underneath to rub her clit. My mother grunted as she rocked back and forth on her knees.
"Now," Mom gasped, "put it in my ass-hole."
Again, Uncle Robert followed orders. He pulled the slimy dildo out of her cunt and pressed the rounded tip against her ass-hole. She used both hands to hold her cheeks wide and groaned when it finally popped inside of her.
My ass-hole was beginning to itch from watching them and I reached behind me, tickling the rosebud with my fingertips. My pussy spasmed around the dildo, sucking noisily.
Rocking back and forth on her knees this time, Mom forced the dildo deeper and deeper into her rectum. The pillows muffled her screams. But much sooner than I would have imagined, they turned to groans of pleasure.
"I need your dick in my pussy again, Robert," she moaned. The dildo was buried to the hilt.
Uncle Robert's dick was harder than before. He caught it in one hand and guided it to her bubbling pussy. As his dick slowly disappeared inside of her, he pulled the dildo out of her ass. When he pulled his cock back out of her pussy, he pushed the dildo back into her ass again.
How I longed for two dildos right at that moment.
Or maybe just two hard, hot, throbbing cocks to fill me to capacity. I began riding up and down on the fake dick again, pretending it was my father's cock. The finger in my ass was Uncle Robert's tongue.
"God, it feels so good," my mother said, gasping between each word.
I rubbed my clit. And maybe that was my mother licking my clit. Biting my lip to keep quiet, I bucked wildly as my orgasm built, crested, and then built to an even higher peak.
My mother appeared to be going through the same thing. Her body took both the dildo and my uncle's dick and reached for more. While fucking her steadily, Uncle Robert began rubbing her clit with his free hand.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she wailed.
We climaxed at the same time. My soft grunts of pleasure filled my small hiding space. As if from a distance, I heard her cries of release. The bed squeaked rhythmically while my uncle continued to fuck her.
Almost before she caught her breath, my mother rolled onto her back leaving Uncle Robert on his knees in the middle of the bed. She pulled the dildo from her ass, wet it in her pussy again and then sat up.
Still shuddering with pleasure, I watched her devour more than half of his length. And then, even as she urged him to fuck her mouth, she pushed the wet tip of the dildo between his cheeks.
Uncle Robert grunted in surprise, but he did not attempt to stop her. In fact, the look on his face was one of pure lust. It didn't matter what she did as long as she continued sucking him.
Shaking, gasping for breath, I watched my mother. Her mouth never stopped moving on his prong while she worked the dildo against his ass-hole. She squeezed him with her lips and teased him with her tongue.
He howled when the dildo slid into his butt hole. But he kept right on working his body back and forth between her face and the rubber dick. It went deeper with every movement.
"Sis, I can't take much more of this," he growled.
She freed him suddenly and her hand flew up and down his wet dick. "Cum on my face like you used to," she grunted. "Squirt your hot stuff all over me."
I was still slumped on the floor, almost too weak from my recent orgasm to move. Yet, watching her pump his dick with one hand and fuck his ass with the other wasn't something I could turn away from. This was incredible!
Uncle Robert's body was drenched with sweat. He grunted and fucked her fist faster and faster.
"Shoot it," my mother repeated over and over.
Finally, Uncle Robert gasped. A shudder ran through his body and then he stiffened. The little hole in the end of his dick winked. In the next heartbeat, cum blasted out of him, splashing onto my mother's face. That was followed by another and another and she kept right on milking him. She opened her mouth, catching some of the thick, white fluids on her tongue. She aimed his fountaining cock at her breasts and then, rolling onto her back, even managed to get some on her pussy.
The dildo fell out of Uncle Robert's ass-hole and lay on the bed, completely forgotten for the moment. My mother smeared his juices into her pussy and brought herself off one last time with her fingers. He collapsed on the bed beside her, completely exhausted.
In the closet nearby, I was cumming again, too. Visions of my naked father danced through my head. I pretended he was spraying his hot cum all over me while I masturbated for him.
My mother was sleeping soundly when Uncle Robert crept from her rumpled bed. He came into the bathroom, opened the closet door and motioned for me to come out. I did so only after hiding my dildo safely in a shoe box.
"What did you think of that?" he asked.
"God!" I groaned, and leaned against the closet door. "She even turned me on."
"A little girl/girl thing going on there?" he asked.
"It wouldn't be the first time," I assured him.
"Oh, yeah. You're going to have to tell me about it."
"I will. Tomorrow," I said as I turned to leave the room. "Right now, I need some sleep."
"Who was she?" he persisted, following me to my bedroom.
"Your daughter," I answered as I closed the door in his face.
CHAPTER FIVE
Two days later, my father called us into his office.
"I hate to ask you two to do this, but I can't be in two places at once," he began, looking from me to Uncle Robert. T need a big favor."
As he talked, he walked around the desk and perched on the corner in front of me. The scent of his spicy cologne reached my nose and I closed my eyes as I listened.
"A very influential man is coming into town tomorrow. He wants to meet with me about possibly doing a nationwide ad campaign for his product. I was originally scheduled to do a presentation for a client at the same time."
"And you want us to do the presentation for you," Robert put in.
I was gazing up at my father now. He nodded, got up off the desk and crossed the room to the conference table. His movements were as graceful as those of a jungle cat. I ached for him.
"It's out of town. You'll have to leave this afternoon, spend the night and come back tomorrow," Dad explained.
"No problem," Uncle Robert said.
"Donna, I'll go over the copy with you. It's pretty straight forward, but you know how we have to babysit some people," he continued. All I could do was nod.
"Are you okay, honey?" he asked, a frown clouding his face.
"Yeah," I croaked. "Show me what you've got."
As Dad and I looked over the writing, Uncle Robert studied the artwork and layout. My mind wasn't on the work, though. All I could think about was being in my father's arms.
Dad's secretary reserved two rooms at a motel in a town about 200 miles away. We went to the house, packed a few things and then took off in my car.
"What was wrong with you back there?" Uncle Robert asked after we got on the interstate and were headed out of town.
I shrugged. "Just being so close to him drives me crazy. This is turning into an obsession."
"Tell him," Uncle Robert said simply.
"God, I wish I could."
"This is off the subject a little bit, but you can tell me something," he began. "What?"
"Tell me about the lesbian sex you had with my daughter."
The question was simple and straight forward. I glanced at Uncle Robert and he seemed merely interested in the story. However, I had a feeling there was something more than he was willing to share with me.
"It happened last year when you and Sara and your wife came to visit us," I began. "We were in my room one night, talking about guys and sex. I guess we just got a little carried away."
"Did you play with each other?" he wanted to know.
I nodded.
"Did you lick each other?"
"Yes, we did," I said with a little laugh, and squirmed in the seat. "If you're trying to get me turned on, it's working."
Uncle Robert laughed, too. "It's a hot idea."
"I'd like to do that with my mother," I confessed.
"When we get back into town, I'll see what I can do to help with that," he promised.
"Good."
We rode along in silence for a while, going through one town after another. My thoughts kept returning to the night I'd spent with Sara. I'd learned a lot from my cousin, who had much more sexual experience than I. She had taken the lead that night, telling me all about fucking her boyfriend. We lay on my bed facing each other. I remembered struggling to keep my hands off myself. And then I looked down and saw Sara's hard nipples making little points in her T-shirt. She was as hot as I was!
When we could not stand it another moment, she leaned forward and kissed me. I sucked on the tongue she offered and returned the kiss with fervor. Murmuring softly to me, she licked my neck and ears. Once my blouse and bra were removed, she worked her way down to my rigid nipples. She tongued them lightly at first, until I was moaning steadily. Finally, she sucked one into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue.
I thought I was going to scream with pleasure.
Instead, I squeezed my legs tightly together, pulled her head against my chest and groaned.
"God, I never knew another woman's mouth could feel so good," I said when I caught my breath.
"You haven't seen anything yet," she promised.
My cousin, Sara, is a petite woman, much smaller than me. She has a flawless, milky white skin and flaming red hair. Her eyes are green, and that night they were flashing fire. She kept moving her hot mouth from one of my sensitive nipples to the other while she took off my shorts.
I was nothing but a helpless mass of quivering flesh; no help at all.
Sara peeled my panties off my hips, but one hand was between my legs before they reached my knees, as if she could not wait to touch me. "You're wet," she whispered, her mouth returning to mine.
"Yeah," I answered. Suddenly, I had to get those panties off and spread my legs wide for her.
With a little chuckle, Sara helped and then her hand covered my mound again. Now my legs parted and I gasped as one of her long fingers slithered up between my swollen lips. She pushed it deep inside, wiggled it around and then pulled it free. It was covered with my oils and she smeared them onto my nipples. The scent of my heat reached my nose, adding to my excitement.
Sara licked my nipples, moaning as her finger returned to my pussy. I spread my legs even wider and rolled onto my back. My pussy was clutching at her finger hungrily, my juices pouring. But I had no control over that.
"Give me two," I moaned, holding my lips wide with my fingers.
Sara added a second finger to my hole and watched as my pussy gobbled it down. She worked them in and out a few times and I began humping steadily. Then, suddenly, she started licking her way down my stomach toward my pussy.
"God, this feels so good," I whimpered, giving in to the incredible feelings rushing over me.
Sara reached my pussy, parted my lips with her free hand and placed her hot tongue directly on my clit. I came then, hard and fast, my body bucking completely out of control. My cousin's fingers never stopped moving, her mouth never left my clit.
When I reluctantly returned to earth, it was only a partial landing. Sara had pulled her fingers from my cunt only to replace them with her talented tongue. I soon found myself skyrocketing toward release again, clinging to her bobbing head with both hands and grinding my pussy all over her face.
This time, she brought me down slowly, easing her tongue out of my clutching cunt. Finally, when my grunts of pleasure had turned to satisfied whimpers, she lifted her wet face to give me a smile.
"Is this the first time you've had sex with another woman?" she asked after kissing my lips tenderly.
"Yes, but it won't be the last," I said.
She laughed at that. "Care to get in a little practice?" she asked, guiding my hands to her breasts.
Sara was still wearing her clothes, but I could feel her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. "I'd love to," I said, sounding more confident than I felt.
I lay there quietly watching my cousin take off her clothes. We'd seen each other naked dozens of times before, but this time was different. I really looked at her, admired her small but perfectly shaped breasts with the stiff, coral-colored nipples. Her navel was nothing but a dimple in her flat stomach. Even though her fiery bush was trimmed, it looked silky, luxurious. At that moment, it also looked moist and inviting, halved neatly by two swollen lips.
As she knelt on the bed beside me, caressing herself lovingly, I found myself itching to touch her. I ran my hand up her firm thigh and listened to her moans. They grew louder when my fingers brushed the damp curls of her bush. Finally, my hand closed over her mound. Sara groaned, grabbed my wrist with one hand and pushed her clit against my palm. As I watched my cousin shudder through a mini-cum, her oils puddled in my palm.
"Do you have a dildo or a vibrator?" she asked breathlessly.
At that time, I did not have a dildo, but I did have a vibrator. It had been a while since I'd used it and I seemed to remember hiding it in a box in my closet. "I'll get it."
Sara lay down on the bed as I crossed the room and searched for the vibrator. I found the bright purple, phallus-shaped object and returned to the bed. It wasn't especially big, nor did it have any distinguishing features, but if I remembered correctly, it served its purpose. To my surprise, it hummed to life when I flicked the switch on the bottom. The batteries were still good; at least for the moment.
My cousin was still fondling one of her nipples with one hand and rubbing her pussy with the other. As I crawled back onto the bed beside her, it suddenly dawned on me that I didn't know what to do.
"Just do what you'd like to have done to you." Sara sensed my hesitation. She spread her legs wide, showing me her pink, wet inner lips. "Rub it on my clit."
I did as she instructed. She gasped and jumped as the buzzing device touched her magic button. Her legs spread even wider and the little nub grew to gigantic proportions. It throbbed steadily.
"That's right," she whimpered. Her eyes were closed and her face was a mask of concentration. "Work it around and around."
Again, I followed her directions and soon, her hips were moving steadily. Her moans of pleasure filled the room.
"Slide it into my pussy," she moaned.
I pushed the rounded tip between her puffy lips and pressed it against the tiny, wet mouth of her cunt. It slid into her with little or no effort and her pussy sucked on it noisily. The buzzing sound was muffled by her tight tunnel. Sara's hips were moving faster now and I worked the vibrator in and out to match her rhythm. In no time at all, the sex toy was so slippery I could hardly hold onto it.
"So good," she groaned. "God, I want to cum and cum."
Instinctively, I knew what to do next. Lowering my face to her muff, I sucked her clit into my mouth. She cried out and her body moved even faster. I squeezed her clit with my lips to match the thrusting of the vibrator.
"Damn!" Sara grunted. "I'm cumming!" As I brought my cousin to a roaring climax, I squeezed my legs together around my drooling cunt.
My whole body screamed for release.
"Earth to Donna. Earth to Donna." It was Uncle Robert's voice bringing me out of my memories with a jolt.
"Hey, we're almost there," I said with an embarrassed little smile.
"Where have you been?" he asked.
"I was thinking about the night I spent with Sara," I confessed.
"You look like you're ready to fuck someone's eyes out," he said.
A quick glance in the mirror told me my uncle was right. My eyes were glittering feverishly and my cheeks were flushed. Looking down, I could see my stiff nipples and I didn't have to look to know that my panties were soaked through.
"Once we get to the motel, I'll take care of that for you," he promised.
We talked a little while, mostly about work and some things Uncle Robert wanted to suggest to my father. They were good ideas and I was sure they would prove to be profitable for the company. Yet, even as we talked, my mind was still on what Sara and I had shared. My pussy itched from my lesbian daydreams. Even though Uncle Robert had always more than satisfied me, I longed for a woman's touch.
We finally reached our destination, checked into our rooms and ate dinner. Uncle Robert excused himself and made a phone call. When he returned, he was grinning from ear to ear.
"What's up?" I asked.
"A little surprise. You'll see," he said, his voice full of mystery.
After dinner, we went back to our rooms. I had changed into warm, comfortable sweats and just settled down to read when someone knocked at the door. It was Uncle Robert and he wasn't alone.
"Donna, this is Cindi," he said by way of introduction.
They stepped into the room and Uncle Robert closed the door behind him. Cindi was a tall, leggy redhead, just an inch shorter than my uncle. Her sweater hugged her breasts tightly and was so low-cut that only the nipples remained hidden. The jeans that covered her lean ass and thighs looked like they had been sprayed on. She had a pretty face with dimples in her cheeks when she smiled.
I offered them a seat and she plopped down on the bed across from me. Uncle Robert took a chair. The longer we talked, the more I realized why my uncle had brought her there. It was the way she looked at me. Her green eyes simply devoured me.
"Cindi's an old friend of mine," Uncle Robert explained. "I called to say hello and she insisted on meeting you."
"You're as beautiful as he said you were," she added.
"Thank you," I answered, growing even more sure about where this was headed.
"Your uncle thought you could use some "special" company tonight," Cindi told me.
"My uncle knows me pretty well," I told her. A quick glance told me Uncle Robert was already enjoying himself.
"May I kiss you?" she asked suddenly.
I nodded.
Cindi sat down on the bed beside me. Taking my face in her hands, she kissed me, moaning softly when I sucked on the tongue she offered. I swallowed hard and trembled as her hands slid down my body to my aching nipples.
"Let me see your tits," she whispered.
I held my arms up and allowed her to remove my sweatshirt. The cool air made my nipples even stiffer and her warm hands covered them almost immediately. I could not stop the low moan that came from my lips.
"So pretty," she said. "So pink and pretty."
I shuddered and pressed my nipples into her palms. My pussy was on fire, threatening to boil over any minute.
Cindi's long tongue worked its way down my chest and over to one nipple. I gasped when she left the gleaming wet bud behind and licked her way over to the other side. Her hands were already sliding down my body, pushing my sweatpants out of the way. As I lifted my ass for her, I was only vaguely aware of my uncle sitting nearby, watching closely while this stranger undressed me.
Soon, I was lying on my back on the bed, totally naked. My legs were spread wide, my very wet pussy lewdly splayed for her busy fingers and tongue. When I was gasping for breath, humping steadily, Cindi licked her way down my thighs to my knees and worked her way slowly back up again.
Uncle Robert had unzipped his pants and was running his fingers up and down his big cock. Cindi had either forgotten all about him or she didn't care whether he was watching or not. All of her attention was centered on pleasing me. Knowing my uncle was watching only added to my pleasure.
T brought something you might enjoy more than my tongue," Cindi said, lifting her wet face from my pussy after she'd brought me to a quick, hard cum.
I traced around her wet lips. "What?"
She scrambled off the bed and went for her oversized purse. "Here, play with this while I get naked. Then we can both have fun," she said.
What appeared to be a big, flesh-colored rubber snake landed on the bed beside me. I picked it up only to discover that it was a double headed dildo. I'd seen one once in a magazine but never imagined they were so big. It had to be at least eighteen inches long, with a knob the size of a small apple on each end. The flexible shaft was smooth and very life-like.
"Shit!" Uncle Robert said when I began licking one end. Droplets of excitement appeared on the end of his dick. His hand moved a bit faster.
With a wicked grin, I opened myself up wide and let him see me push the other end into my cunt.
Cindi undressed quickly and stood beside the bed watching me play with her toy. She was a big woman, but well-proportioned and did not carry an ounce of fat. Crawling onto the bed between my legs, she rolled back onto her ass and rubbed her wet pussy with her fingers.
"Give me some of that," she breathed.
I gave her the end of the dildo that had been in my mouth. She gasped as the wet knob was pushed into her gushing gash. Then she wiggled down onto it, forcing it even deeper. That, in turn, pushed my end deeper into my hungry hole.
"Jesus!" Uncle Robert hissed.
Cindi ignored him completely and began humping the dildo. Her juices poured out of her overstuffed cunt and she rubbed her clit furiously. I began moving, too, loving the way our pubic hair was almost but not quite touching. Her cries of pleasure fdled the room and mingled with mine.
We climaxed at almost the same time. Our pussies pulsed and fluttered around the fake dick.
Standing beside the bed, pumping his dick with both hands, Uncle Robert watched as we kissed and struggled to catch our breath.
"Will you stick it in my ass?" Cindi whimpered as she pulled the slimy dildo out of her cunt. "I just love that."
Without waiting for my reply, she knelt on the bed in front of me and spread her ass cheeks wide. The dildo slid into her easier than I thought it would and she howled with pleasure, begging me for more and more. Soon, I was reaming her ass-hole while she strummed her clit.
And Uncle Robert was behind me, sliding his big cock into my own itchy rectum. I took everything he had and begged for more, just like Cindi. Within minutes, the three of us climaxed together. Cindi's ass-hole clamped down on the dildo and mine squeezed Uncle Robert's spraying dick.
When Cindi insisted on cleaning me up with her tongue, I knew we were in for a long, pleasurable night!
CHAPTER SIX
Even though the client had lots of questions and even a few suggestions, the presentation went smoothly. Uncle Robert handled it like a pro, even though he had only been in the business a few weeks. I did a quick rewrite on the spot and Uncle Robert even came up with a new logo.
"Tell your father, I want you to handle my account just as soon as you finish school, young lady," the older man told me.
"Thank you, sir. I will," I said politely.
He was so pleased with our work that he wrote a check and added a generous bonus.
Needless to say, we were both feeling pretty good as we headed for home.
"Are you glad you came here to work?" I asked.
My uncle was driving. Without taking his eyes off the road, he told me that he had never been happier in his life.
"Good," I said.
"Are you glad that I came here to work?" he wanted to know.
"Among other things," I said, licking my lips hungrily.
"Did you enjoy last night?" he asked, changing the subject completely.
"Very much so," I answered honestly.
"I think I've figured out a way to get you in bed with your mother," he told me.
I shivered at the thought. "Tell me."
Uncle Robert's plan seemed feasible enough. As usual, our only problem was when. All we could do was wait until the opportunity presented itself.
As it turned out, that happened two days later. I came home from school only to find Uncle Robert's car parked in the driveway alongside my mother's car. Quietly, I opened the front door and stepped inside. They were not in the kitchen, nor in any of the rooms downstairs.
In fact, the house was completely silent.
Upstairs, I went straight to the bathroom. The door was closed and I could hear the shower running. That's why they didn't hear my car. Turning the knob, I eased the door open and stepped into the steamy room.
They were both in the shower. I could see their silhouettes through the opaque curtain. Uncle Robert was sitting on the edge of the tub, his back braced against the tiled wall. My mother was on her knees in the tub, her head moving up and down in his lap.
"Sis, your mouth is so good." That was Uncle Robert and his voice was quivering.
My mother was too busy sucking her brother's cock to notice much of anything, but I approached them carefully. Peeping around the edge of the curtain, I could see her back. The stinging spray was hitting her right between the shoulder blades. Sheets of water cascaded down her slender back, down her hips and into the crack of her ass. She was fingering herself steadily.
"God, you taste so good," she moaned, licking him briefly and then swallowing him whole again.
Uncle Robert finally saw me. He winked and nodded.
"Lick my balls," he groaned loud enough to be heard over the roar of the shower.
My mother's head ducked lower and I swallowed hard as I watched her mouth covering his bloated balls. God, I wanted her so badly I could almost taste it. I stepped away from them and to the side so I could get undressed. When I was naked, I peeped at them again, pinching my erect nipples with one hand, squeezing my cunt with the other. I nodded to my uncle that I was ready.
"Are you going to let me fuck that pretty pussy again?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "I never get enough of that."
Releasing his balls abruptly, she turned off the shower. Standing up, she squatted, showing him how wet she was. Then she pulled the curtain open, stepped out of the tub and came face to face with me.
"Donna!" she gasped.
"Hi!" I said, nervous now that the time had come. "Honey, what are you doing here?" she asked. "Well, I was going to take a shower but.. . " I shrugged.
"Since you're here, you might as well join us," Uncle Robert said. He moved up behind my mother and caressed her wet breasts. Her nipples grew stiff almost immediately. I followed the movement of his hands down to her bush. It looked darker than usual because it was wet, but it was inviting nonetheless.
"Only if Mom doesn't mind," I said.
She caught her lower lip between her teeth. "I guess it would be okay. I've never had a threesome before."
"Well, this makes it even better," Uncle Robert purred, his mouth right at her ear. One of his fingers was sliding in and out of her pussy slowly. "Who better to introduce you to something like this than people who love and care about you."
I watched as she struggled to keep from reaching for more. Instead of touching her beautiful body like I wanted, I reached for a towel and began drying her off. I wiped her face dry and kissed her lips gently as I worked the fluffy towel down over her body. My pussy pulsed and I felt myself getting wet as I caressed her.
Moaning softly, she turned in her brother's arms and pressed the full length of her body against his, allowing me to dry her back. I rubbed the towel over her ass and then squatted to dry her shapely legs. When I was finished, I tossed the towel aside and licked the back of her thighs.
"Oh!" my mother gasped, but she made no move to stop me.
I continued licking and kissing her freshly washed skin, working my way closer and closer to her crotch. By the time I sniffed her cunt from behind, she was moaning steadily.
"Oh, God!" she groaned when I parted her cheeks with both hands, exposing her puckered anus.
"Relax, Sis," Uncle Robert cooed. He eased her thighs apart with one hand and pushed a finger into her wet cunt again.
I watched closely for a few minutes and then put my tongue back to work. My mother's ragged breathing filled the small room as I slid the tip of my tongue up and down her crack. She gasped every time I touched her puckered anus and pushed her body further onto Uncle Robert's fingers.
Her musky scent reached my nose and I flicked my tongue around her pussy lips, eager to taste her sweet juices. Finally, I pushed the end of my tongue into her anus and listened to her grunt. The tiny hole opened like a flower as I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper.
My mother's legs were shaking. She rocked her body back and forth between Uncle Robert's fingers and my tongue. I realized she was almost ready to cum.
Uncle Robert knew it, too. "Let's go in the bedroom so I can enjoy both of you," he suggested.
I pulled my tongue out of her rear and stroked her inner thighs while Uncle Robert dried himself with the towel I'd used earlier.
My mother's bedroom was the closest, so that was where we ended up. The three of us, completely naked, piled into the bed with Uncle Robert in the middle. I met my mother's gaze and nodded at his hard cock.
"You can have him first," I told her. What I really wanted was to be between her legs again, but it was better if we waited on that.
Kneeling between his legs, my mother rubbed her nipples up and down his thighs. At the same time, she slid her tongue up and down the length of his cock until he was shiny with her spit.
Uncle Robert's groans grew louder as I nibbled his ear and licked his neck. He was still damp from the shower and I loved his clean scent. I kissed his mouth and offered my tongue, and then I ran my nose through his curly chest hair.
I had been keeping an eye on my mom. When she finished licking him, she pumped his spit-slick cock with her fingers. Pre-cum appeared on the head of his dick and she licked it off. Again and again she did this. By the time she slid her lips down over his knob, he was bucking upward steadily, moaning around the nipple I had thrust into his mouth.
Finally, unable to stand it another moment, I licked my way down his body. My mother freed his cock with a wet slurp and offered it to me. Probing into his piss slit with my tongue, I sucked him deep into my mouth and released him slowly. I was rewarded with a generous offering of pre-cum, which I swallowed readily. When I pulled my mouth off of him, my mother kissed me. Our tongues battled furiously and when I cupped her mound, my fingers came away wet.
"Why don't you ride him for a while?" I suggested.
She nodded. Shaking all over, she knelt over his body, legs spread wide. I reached between his legs to hold his cock steady by the base. With my free hand, I held her pussy lips wide. They both groaned as she lowered her body onto him.
When she had taken more than half of his length into her body, I began stroking her back and hips. Uncle Robert bit his lower lip as he fondled her breasts and fought for control. Sweat beaded on his upper lip. Instead of bucking upward into her, savagely, he forced himself to lie still and let her set the pace.
"God, it feels so good," she groaned as her pussy swallowed the last few inches of his meat.
"I know," I breathed. Pressing my aching nipples against my mother's back, I licked the back of her neck and fondled her butt.
She moaned.
"Do you love it when he fucks your ass?" I asked. At the same time, I pushed a finger into her rectum.
"God, yes," she hissed, working her body in a tight little circle.
"I love it when he licks my pussy," I confessed. "Do it," she urged. "Let me watch him eat your cunt."
I didn't have to be asked twice. I quickly crawled to the head of the bed. Facing my mother, I straddled my uncle's face and gasped as his tongue darted here and there all over my pussy. That was nothing compared to the pleasure rippling through me when he pulled me onto his outstretched tongue.
She was watching every move, sliding her cunt up and down his pole.
As I picked up her rhythm and began moving up and down slowly on his tongue, I caressed my own breasts. This time, she made the first move. Leaning forward, she kissed my mouth. My hands found her heavy globes and then I felt her tugging at my nipples.
We moaned into each other's open mouth. My mother's pussy pulsed around Uncle Robert's pole.
My own pussy pulsed around his plunging tongue.
Lewd, wet sounds came from between my legs and my mother's juices poured down his pistoning cock. The bed rocked with our steady movements. How many times had I hid in the closet and listened to sounds just like these coming from her bedroom? How many times had I longed to be in here with her? With my father?
Well, half of my fantasy had come true.
"Robert!" my mother grunted. Her body was bucking out of control.
As I listened to her slam herself against her brother, my own passion rose and crested. He was humping upward, meeting her stroke for stroke, his big hands cradling her ass. I plunged my tongue into her mouth and palmed her nipples.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted over and over.
At last, she sat down on him hard. Her entire body grew stiff. Before she caught her breath, I was smearing my pussy all over his face, cumming harder than I ever dreamed possible.
Uncle Robert's face was covered with my juices and curly blonde hairs.
Uncle Robert's dick was dripping wet with my mother's oils.
She slid off him and spent some time kissing his lips and licking his face.
I crawled down between his legs and inhaled the scent of my mother's pussy. And then I began licking him clean.
Soon, we were on top of him again. This time, she squatted over his face, moaning as his talented tongue pleased her pussy.
I was content to watch for a while, giving my uncle's throbbing cock an occasional suck. I loved the way my mother looked while she was getting fucked with either a tongue or a dick. Her face contorted with ecstasy and her throaty sounds were incredible. At that moment, she was squirming around on Uncle Robert's face like a fish on a hook.
When I could stand it no longer, I knelt over Uncle Robert's dick and eased it into my pussy. Now, my grunts of pleasure mingled with her throaty cries. Uncle Robert began moaning into her muff, especially when I sank down onto him, squeezing him with my strong inner muscles.
It wasn't long before my mother and I were kissing again. I rubbed her clit with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other.
"Let me see you cum," she whispered.
With Uncle Robert's cock filling my hole, that was going to be easy. I settled into a steady up and down movement, grinding my clit against him from time to time. My uncle squeezed my ass and teased my puckered hole with his fingertips as he gave me everything he had.
"Oh, God!" I groaned.
"Cum on his dick," my mother said. She caressed my bouncing breasts with both hands, thumbing the nipples.
"Oh, God!" I grunted. My orgasm built, subsided and built again.
"Suck him with your pussy," she whispered. And then my mother lowered her head and took one of my nipples into her mouth.
"Oh.. .God!" I howled. The pleasure rose to a peak, hovered there for what seemed an eternity and then rose even higher. I was still slamming my body against my uncle's, thrusting my nipples into my mother's mouth. It was as though my body was struggling to get every ounce of pleasure from this moment.
When it was over, I collapsed on the bed beside them, gasping for breath, too weak to even move.
My mother slid off of her brother's face and slid her wet pussy down his body. With her back to us, she guided his prick to her bubbling hole. She sank down on him, taking his full length inside of her in one smooth motion.
Uncle Robert held her cheeks apart with both hands and lifted his head to watch. "I never get tired of seeing your pussy swallow my dick," he breathed.
"And I never get tired of fucking it," she answered, glancing back over her shoulder. She had already begun to move, sliding her wet, swollen pussy lips up and down his dick.
They seemed to have forgotten me, but that was all right. I was lying beside my uncle, rubbing my freshly fucked pussy with both hands. It was already tingling again.
"God, you're so wet. So damn fucking hot and wet," he grunted, bucking upward to meet her now.
"Rub my ass-hole," she ordered.
He placed his thumb against the puckered anus where my tongue had been earlier and worked it in a little circle.
"Come on, fuck my pussy hard," she grunted. Uncle Robert thrust upward hard enough to make both of them grunt and pushed the entire end of his thumb into her butt.
"Fuck it," she groaned, her body bucking faster. "Fuck it."
For the next few moments, Uncle Robert's dick churned her flowing juices to a froth while his thumb disappeared in her ass-hole. My mother climaxed, her hair flying around her head in wild disarray as she bounced up and down on top of him.
The bed danced with their lusty bucking.
When I brought myself off with my fingers, neither one seemed to notice.
"I'm almost there," Uncle Robert grunted when my mother continued to ride him.
"I want you to shoot all over my ass," she moaned. Lifting her body off of him, she sank forward onto the bed and thrust her ass in the air.
Uncle Robert's big fingers curled around his prong and he pumped his wet prick slowly. The swollen knob was a deep purple and looked like it was going to explode any second.
"Pour your hot stuff on me," Mom moaned, shaking her ass at him.
His hand moved faster.
On impulse, I reached for him and took over the masturbation without missing a stroke. He groaned as I pumped him, concentrating on the sensitive tip.
"Cum on my ass-hole," my mother groaned. She was holding her cheeks wide with both hands.
My hand looked like a white blur and Uncle Robert's cock was beginning to swell and jerk.
He roared. His body convulsed.
The next thing I knew, the first thick, white stream of cum was spewing from the end of his dick. It splashed against her upturned ass, making my mother moan. That was followed by several more spurts, just as copious, just as powerful. They all struck her winking ass-hole and then ran downward in tiny, white rivers to the damp, tangled mass that was her cunt hairs.
With two fingers buried in her cunt, she squealed louder each time he sprayed her.
I didn't have to touch myself to cum this time. Licking Uncle Robert's cum off of the end of his dick and then off my mother's ass was enough excitement for anyone. I squeezed my legs together and lost complete control of myself.
The three of us ended up in the shower again, and then reluctantly went our separate ways.
Later that afternoon, Uncle Robert stepped into the office where I was working on ad copy. "That was a pretty successful initiation," he said.
"I agree," I told him. "Next time, I want it to be just us two. You can watch if you like, but I want her all to myself."
"I understand," he said with a little grin.
"Will I be allowed to watch when you have your father all alone in the bedroom?" he teased.
"That may never happen," I said. "God, I want it but.. . "
"It will happen," he assured me. "Maybe your mother and I will both watch."
"The possibilities are endless," I said with a laugh.
Indeed, with this lifestyle we were creating, the possibilities were endless.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was another one of those nights.
My father was out of town on business and Chet had gone along with him.
It had been over a week since our threesome and it was easy to see that my mother was hungry for her brother again. She had come home from work, showered and put on a sleek emerald-green jumpsuit that I was sure was brand-new. The shiny fabric clung to her luscious curves leaving nothing to the imagination. She stayed close to him all during dinner, giving him hot looks and licking her lips seductively.
As the evening wore on, we settled in the den sipping coffee. She sat next to Uncle Robert on the sofa, bending over often, which allowed him to see down the front of her outfit. I was sure he was having a difficult time keeping his hands off of her. I was experiencing the same thing.
She wasn't wearing a bra. More than once, I saw her nipples harden, making stiff points in the soft material. I pretended to ignore them and when no one was looking, I squeezed my legs together, my cunt tingling.
He gave me a questioning glance when she left the room for a moment and I shook my head.
"You can watch," I whispered just before she returned.
Uncle Robert waited a few minutes and then he stood up and stretched. "Sis, I'm really bushed. I think I'll go on up to bed."
Mom looked disappointed, but she didn't argue with him.
"I guess that just leaves us," I said when he left the room.
"I guess so," she said softly, sounding a little bit sad.
We watched television for a while in silence. I took our cups into the kitchen and returned to the den, sitting down on the sofa beside her. Her light perfume teased my nose and I caught a whiff of her musky, woman scent. She really was as hot as I was.
I decided to add fuel to the fire. "A friend of mine gave me something at school the other day," I told her.
"What was it?"
"An X-rated movie. Have you ever seen one?" I asked.
"A long time ago. They never really turned me on."
"This one is different," I explained. "It's all about two lesbian lovers. The whole movie was written, directed and produced by women."
"That sounds interesting," she said. "Do you still have it?"
The tape was right where I'd left it. I popped it into the VCR. Pressing PLAY on the remote brought the TV screen to life. The very first scene was one of the most sensual bedroom scenes I'd ever seen. Two women were standing in front of the bed, undressing each other in soft, muted lighting. Everything was slow, unhurried, with lots of tender kisses and caressing. It was obvious that they weren't acting. This was for real.
There were no close up, wide open, wet pussy shots. The camera caught their arousal in different ways. A shuddering gasp when lips closed around a stiff nipple. A moan. Eyes glittering feverishly and two feminine bodies moving closer and closer together with every passing moment.
"Rub it." The two women were lying face to face on the bed now. "Rub my pussy."
When the camera finally moved downward, all that filled the screen were wet hairs halved by swollen pink lips. There was an even wetter finger that was just beginning to slide back inside.
"Lick it, please," the same young woman whimpered. "I love it when you lick me."
Her willing partner worked her mouth downward and the camera followed again. Again, there were no lewd, splayed cunts plastered all over the screen. There was a tongue sliding into the dark bush that had surrounded the finger earlier. A throaty groan came from the speakers and the young woman began humping her lover's face. And again, the woman using the camera made it even more sensual by using lots of different angles. The wet, sucking sounds could be heard, but on the screen was the close up of a bouncing breast. Throaty moans grew louder and louder, but the camera was showing a hand squeezing a hip rhythmically and just a glimpse of that wet pussy from behind.
I heard another groan, but this one wasn't coming from the TV. It was my mother and she was watching every move the two lovers made. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her fondling her breasts through her clothing. Those nipples looked even bigger than before. I was drooling from both ends.
"We haven't had much time to talk about the other day when the three of us got together," I began.
"I know," she said with a little smile. "It was kind of a surprise."
"Yeah, kind of. But I enjoyed it," I added.
"Me, too."
"I'd like to try it again," I said after another brief silence.
"That's what I had in mind," she said. "Then Robert went to bed and.. . "
"I mean just me and you," I told her, my voice soft and coaxing. I rubbed her shoulder gently.
My mother shivered at my touch. "I've thought about that. I didn't think you'd be interested."
I kissed her then, a tender, loving kiss. When she pressed her breasts against mine and parted her lips, I slid my tongue into her mouth. She sucked on it and then offered hers. We finally came up for air, breathless and shaking.
"Touch me," my mother whispered, pulling down the zipper on the front of her outfit.
Her hard-nippled breasts were bared to my hungry gaze. I covered them with both hands. The nipples burned hot holes in my palms and my mother groaned as she covered my hands with hers. We kissed again and I inhaled her perfume as I kneaded her heavy breasts.
"God, I never dreamed another woman could make me feel this good," she breathed.
I licked my way down her chest, flicked one nipple with my tongue and then moved my head to the other. "I made you feel good the other day."
"I thought that was just because Robert already had me so hot. And I thought you were just so turned on from catching us that it didn't matter," she explained in halting, gasping sentences.
I lifted my head and fondled her shiny, spit-covered nipples. "Let's go upstairs and find out how interested I am," I told her.
Pressing OFF on the remote control, she silenced the television set. I followed her swaying ass up the stairs, pausing to squeeze my aching cunt from time to time. Once we were in her bedroom, she removed the jumpsuit completely. Naked now, she reached for me.
Of course, I had no way of knowing if Uncle Robert was watching from the secret hiding place or not. If he wasn't, it was his own fault. Right then, the most important thing was taking my mother to heights of ecstasy she'd never experienced before.
Just like the two women in the movie, we stood by the bed kissing. My mother rubbed her nipples against the soft fabric of my sweater. I sucked her tongue and listened to her moan as she clung to me with both hands. She humped the denim-clad thigh I worked between her legs, leaving an enormous wet spot there.
"You know when you licked me from behind in the bathroom?" she breathed.
I nodded. Squeezing her ass with both hands, I ground my pelvis against hers. My juices poured.
T masturbated this morning just thinking about that," she confessed.
"Show me how you masturbate," I whispered, as if I'd never seen it before.
My mother backed away from me and sank down onto the bed. Lying back against the pillows, she squeezed her breasts together, squirmed against the satin comforter and spread her legs wide. There was the familiar sight of her pink and gold pussy, oozing wetness. Groaning, she parted the swollen lips with two fingers, exposing her erect clit.
I caught a whiff of her woman scent again and began removing my clothes quickly.
"Show me your beautiful body," my mother breathed as she pushed the tip of her finger into her pussy.
Tossing my jeans aside, I peeled off my wet panties and watched the tiny mouth of her cunt sucking on her finger. She withdrew it and her pussy released it reluctantly. Then she smeared that wetness on her nub, gasping with pleasure.
I stood there watching the show, fondling my own breasts and humping the air slowly. By this time, she was working two fingers in and out of her tight pussy, her groans growing louder by the minute. Slowly, I knelt on the bed between her legs and squeezed my mound. I slipped a finger between my swollen lips and pumped it in and out a few times.
"What do you think about when you masturbate?" I asked.
"My brother's fat cock," she answered. "I can't seem to get enough of it since he's come to stay with us." Her fingers moved in and out faster.
"What about his tongue?" I asked.
"No, baby, it's the thought of your tongue in my pussy that drives me crazy," she moaned, pushing her finger-filled cunt toward me.
"Do you want me to suck you now?" I teased.
"Please," she whimpered. "I just need to cum."
Again, moving slowly, I licked my way up my mother's inner thighs. As my hot breath caressed her, she spread her legs wider and wider. By the time I reached her pulsing pussy, it was wide open, wet and ready for my mouth.
"Eat it," she moaned. "Oh, God, just eat it, baby."
My mother was too far gone for teasing by that time. I curled my tongue into a point and pushed it deep into her bubbling hole. She groaned and her pussy clamped down on my tongue like a vise. I flicked it in and out a few times, thrilled by the taste of her oils, thrilled even more by the way she humped my face. Instinctively, I pressed my aching cunt into the mattress, my own hot juices boiling.
"Use your fingers, too," my mother moaned.
I did as she asked, transferring my tongue action to her clit. I pushed two fingers deep into her clutching cunt and added a single, teasing digit to her butt hole.
"I'm cumming!" she squealed after just a few moments.
Suddenly, my mother's ass-hole and pussy clamped down on my fingers even tighter. Her clit throbbed underneath my tongue and it was all I could do to keep up with her wild bucking.
Almost before she caught her breath, she was asking for more. "Lick me from behind like you did the other day," she moaned, moving to her knees.
"Do you want my tongue in your ass?" I asked, continuing to tease her with my finger.
"Yes."
"Say it," I commanded, using my other hand to smear her juices around and around her tiny anal opening. "Tell me what you want."
"Stick your tongue in my ass-hole," she moaned, thrusting back against my hand. "Ream me. Suck my ass."
I didn't wait for her to continue and, again, skipped the preliminaries. I drove my tongue straight into her puckered hole, pushing it as deep as I could.
She howled with pleasure, grinding her ass against my face, forcing my tongue even deeper. This went on for a few minutes. I was too busy trying to control my own orgasm to do much else, but my mother was going crazy. She rocked back and forth on her knees, her moans growing louder by the minute.
My mother climaxed again. This time it seemed more like several, intense little orgasms that rocked her world and took her breath away. I was cumming right along with her, my pussy fluttering around my pistoning fingers.
"Don't you want something bigger than my tongue in your ass?" I asked when I could talk again.
Even though I pulled my tongue out of her ass-hole, I continued to lick it, listening to her gasp with pleasure.
"Yes," she hissed.
"Something big and hard?" I questioned. "A dick," she whimpered rolling onto her side. "God, I love having a dick stuffed in my ass."
"I don't have a dick," I told her.
"The dildo. Use my dildo," she moaned, pointing to the drawer where it was hidden.
I fingered her ass-hole while reaching for the fake dick. The moment my fingers closed around it, my pussy spasmed. I squatted on the bed and pushed it up inside of me, groaning as I worked it in and out.
My mother watched, squeezing her mound with one hand and whimpering softly. "Make yourself cum," she said.
I sank back onto my ass, leaned against the bed post and spread my legs wide. With one hand, I pumped the big dildo in and out of my hungry hole. I rubbed my clit with fingers of the other hand. From this position, I could look down and see everything. My lips were stretched wide around the dong and my juices glistened on the surface. My little clit jerked and throbbed.
And lying directly in front of me, my mother was fingering herself to oblivion.
Within seconds, I grunted, slammed the dildo deep and brought myself to a roaring climax. I was vaguely aware that my mother was cumming, too. And I could almost sense Uncle Robert watching from the hiding place.
"Now my ass," my mother said, moving onto her knees again. "Fuck my hot ass."
I pulled the dildo from my pussy with a wet slurp. Pressing the greasy tip against her splayed rectum, I worked it in a circle and applied steady pressure. She moaned into the pillows and pushed back against it. To my surprise, she did not scream or make any sound at all when the dildo slid into her. Even though it stretched her very wide, she just held her breath for a few minutes. Her ass squeezed the dildo tight. Her pussy pulsed.
And then my mother began to moan. "Fuck it. Fuck my ass-hole."
Shaking all over, I pushed the dildo deeper, pulled it out and then inched it into her again. Soon, I was fucking her ass steadily, giving her almost the full length of the fake dick. She was taking everything I gave her and reaching for more. Her body bucked and quivered as she moved from one level of excitement to another, each one taking her closer and closer to release.
"Lick my pussy, baby," she whimpered.
Rolling onto my back, I placed my head between her legs. There was my mother's drooling twat hovering just over my lips. Her pussy juices dripped onto my cheeks. She cried out when my tongue touched her and she began shuddering almost immediately.
And all the while I'd been sliding the dildo in and out of her ass-hole. Now, I added to her pleasure by pushing my tongue deep into her pussy.
"Damn, I want to cum!" she grunted, humping my face, humping the dildo. "I want to cum all over your mouth."
In reply, I rammed my tongue deeper. Then I realized she was pinching her clit with two fingers.
What a sight we must have been! I imagined Uncle Robert was going crazy watching his sister get off like a rocket with her daughter's tongue in her pussy and a dildo sticking out of her ass. The thought of him seeing us like that added to my pleasure and Ispread my legs, humping two fingers rhythmically.
Within seconds, my mother was smearing her pussy all over my face as her orgasm took her breath away. Her guttural grunts reached my ears and she continued to ride my tongue and the dildo steadily for several minutes.
My own ass-hole itched for some attention. I imagined my father there on the bed with us. He would hold my legs high and wide and feed his fat dick into my ass inch by inch. Quickly, he would pick up our fucking rhythm and shove his meat into me again and again. With a roar, he would empty his balls deep into my bowels.
Again, dreaming of my father, I climaxed right along with her. Moaning into her muff while my body thrashed about wildly on the bed.
Slowly, she began to relax. Her ass-hole released the dildo. I withdrew it and tossed it aside. She slid off my face and kissed my lips while struggling to catch her breath. I was returning to reality at the same time, my ragged breathing filling the room. Even as our moans turned to satisfied whimpers she continued to kiss me.
"Have you had a lot of experience with other women?" she asked as she licked my sweaty breasts.
"Some," I answered, surprised that her touch could rekindle my desire so quickly.
"Will you teach me to eat pussy like that?"
"It's easy," I explained, my voice shaking. "Just do what you like to have done to you."
My mother moved her head from one of my nipples to the other until I was gasping. Then she moved her mouth down my flat stomach, leaving a wet trail of kisses that seared my flesh. She swirled her tongue through my damp, tangled bush and coaxed my legs apart with both hands.
Despite my recent orgasm, I could feel my clit beginning to swell again. My pussy was hot and tingling so that by the time her tongue danced across it, my juices began to flow again.
"Ummm, you taste so good," she moaned as she flattened her tongue and licked me again and again. "Sweet and tangy at the same time."
"Just like you," I murmured, and touched the top of her head. "Stick your tongue in me."
She did as I instructed.
"Now suck my clit."
Again, my mother obeyed.
"Back to my pussy and then stick your tongue in my ass-hole."
The last sentence came out as nothing but a series of grunts and were totally unnecessary. My mother knew exactly how to turn me on. Using her tongue and, at last, her fingers, she brought me to a roaring cum that seemed to go on for an eternity.
Afterwards we slept in each other's arms. As I dozed off to sleep, I counted the people Uncle Robert and I had brought into our circle. My father was the only one left out, and I had to do something about it!
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Did you see us?" I asked my uncle the next day when I arrived at the office.
"Did I see you? Honey, I must have cum five times watching you two together. What a show!" he exclaimed.
I smiled. "Listen, we have got to do something about bringing my father in on this," I insisted. "Maybe we can set up another threesome, something, anything."
"Okay, dear niece, I'll come up with something," he promised. "Let me think on it a while."
Three days later, Uncle Robert came into my office.
"The only thing I can come up with is another threesome," he said, sitting on the corner of my desk. "We'll set it up just like we did with your mother and let him 'catch' us. My guess is that once he gets a glimpse of your beautiful body and the way you handle yourself in bed, he won't be able to do anything but join in."
"I don't know," I said shaking my head.
"Do you have a better plan?" he wanted to know.
"No."
"Good. I suggest we do it as soon as possible, right here in the office. That way he won't be concerned about your mother catching him."
The longer he talked, describing the simple plan to me, the more doubtful I became. Still, when he was finished, I had to admit, I didn't have any better ideas.
"Actually, I'd like to see his reaction when you wrap that pretty mouth of yours around his dick," he said, touching my face.
I shivered and sucked his finger in response. God, how I ached for my father!
"Okay. When?"
Again, he shrugged. "You know his schedule better than I do."
"He has a late meeting tomorrow. I'll call and leave a message for him to come by the office afterwards. They're supposed to deliver some proofs he'll need the next morning," I said.
"And while we're waiting.. . " Uncle Robert placed a finger under my chin. He lifted my face to his and kissed me.
Letting my imagination wander, I pretended that this was my father kissing me. I moaned as I stood up and pulled his body close to mine. His cock began to throb between us and I sucked on the tongue he offered.
"Daddy," I whimpered, feeling my pussy grow loose and moist.
Big hands slid down the sensuous curve of my back, pulling me even closer.
The telephone rang, jerking us back to reality with a jolt.
"Tomorrow," I whispered, easing out of his arms.
Uncle Robert teased me all day.
He touched me whenever he had the chance, his fingers setting little fires on my flesh. Catching me in the room with the copy machine, he pinned me against the wall and rubbed the crotch of my panties until they were wet.
In the storage room, he stroked and caressed me until I was trembling with desire. "Tonight," he promised leaving me alone. "Tonight."
Even when he wasn't touching me, his eyes said much more than words ever could. I was so turned on I couldn't even think straight.
My father sent Uncle Robert on an unexpected errand during the mid-afternoon. I was almost relieved, thinking this would give me a chance to get myself together.
Then the phone on my desk rang.
"Hello."
"Hello, baby. Can you guess who this is?" Uncle Robert crooned into the receiver, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone.
"I think so," I answered, my breath catching in my throat just from the sensual promise in his voice.
"I've seen you around the office, sweetheart," he continued. "There ought to be a law against someone looking as good as you."
"Tell me more," I said, unable to stop myself. Underneath the desk, my hand was sliding up between my thighs.
"There's something about the way you move and those beautiful legs could give a dead man a hard-on."
"Can you imagine me naked?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah. I'll bet those tits stand up firm and proud and I can just picture that pretty pussy covered with blonde curls," he breathed into the phone.
"Go on," I whispered, thankful that my office door was closed.
"When you get excited, do you get really wet."
"Yes," I hissed.
"What gets you excited, Donna."
"Thinking about my father," I moaned. "I want him so badly."
"What would you like for Daddy to do?" Uncle Robert asked.
"I just want to show him how wet he makes me. I would hold my swollen lips apart and show him my clit."
"What if he wanted to lick that pretty, wet pussy."
"Oh, God!" I groaned.
"And if he wanted to put his big dick in there, I'll bet you'd love that, too, wouldn't you."
"Yes," I hissed.
"How about right now?" he asked. "Would you like to feel him inside of you right now?"
"It would be better than my fingers," I told him.
"Are you fingering yourself right now?"
"Uh-huh. I can't help it. Every time I think about fucking my father, I get so wet, so horny." It was true. Spreading my legs wide, I worked two fingers up underneath my panty leg. From this angle, I could only get the tips inside, but that was enough to satisfy me temporarily.
"I'll bet you're ready to cum, aren't you?"
"I want to cum."
"I'd like to be there licking and sucking that sweet pussy. You could pretend I was your Daddy, couldn't you?"
"Uh-huh," I whimpered, shuddering through a mini-cum so hard that I almost dropped the receiver.
"And if I was fucking you, ramming my dick into your cunt, could you still pretend I was your dad?"
I nodded and then realized he couldn't see me. "Yes."
"Good."
"You could stick it in my ass, too," I moaned. "Maybe I'll just jack off and cum on you," he suggested.
"Oh!" I moaned, squirming in the chair as my orgasm threatened to overtake me. "Oh, Daddy!"
"Spray my hot load all over those pretty tits."
"Yes, Daddy, yes," I humped my fingers wildly. The chair squeaked rhythmically.
"Smear the last few squirts of cum on your sweet mouth and let you lick me clean." Uncle Robert knew exactly what he was doing.
"Oh, God!" I was off like a rocket. Vaguely aware of my surroundings, I bit my lip to keep quiet, but the feelings rushing through me were breathtaking.
I had not been off of the phone ten minutes and, in fact, I was still trying to catch my breath when my father opened the door and stuck his head inside.
"I tried to call. Your line was busy," he explained, looking from my empty hands to the cradled receiver.
"I just hung up."
"Oh. I just wanted to let you know I'm leaving. I'll see you at home later," he said. "Do you and Robert have everything under control here?"
"Yes, sir," I answered, feeling less in control of things than I ever had in my life.
"Good." My father blew me a kiss and disappeared.
"Oh, God!" I groaned and rested my head on the desk.
Just before five o'clock, I called the client's office where my father was working. I explained that he needed to stop by his office on his way home to pick up some materials he would need for an early morning meeting. The secretary I spoke with was very helpful and promised to give him the message.
Our receptionist left soon after, making me promise to lock up.
And that left only me and Uncle Robert to keep each other busy until my father arrived. With my fantasy about to come true, I was a basket case. We decided earlier that Dad's office would be the best place to play this out and that's where I found Uncle Robert waiting patiently.
"Come and sit on your uncle's lap," he said, scooting out from the desk to give me room.
Ever since the telephone conversation with him, I had been ready for just about anything. Giggling, I sat down on his lap. I squirmed around, rubbing my butt against the growing erection in his slacks. We kissed, our tongues battling fiercely. I ran my fingers through his thick hair and he cupped and kneaded my breasts through my clothes.
Our moans grew louder; the pleasurable feelings more intense.
When Uncle Robert worked a hand up my inner thighs, I spread my legs to give him all the room he needed. At the same time, I pulled up my sweater and thrust my bare nipples toward his face. He licked the pale pink buds until he discovered that I had removed my panties.
"You little minx," he said as he ran his fingertips up and down my wet slit. "You're not wearing panties."
"I had to take them off. They have been soaked three or more times today," I told him, and thrust my stiff nipple back into his mouth.
For a few moments, the only sound in the room was our ragged breathing and an occasional moan. My juices coated his busy fingers. His cock throbbed against my ass.
"What would you do right now if I was your daddy?" he asked.
"I'd suck your dick," I breathed.
Sliding to the carpeted floor between his legs, I unzipped his pants and pushed them out of the way. His cock was so hard, I had trouble getting it out of his shorts. But once it was in my hands, there was no holding back.
The longer I stroked my uncle's dick, the more I could imagine that it belonged to my father. I sniffed up and down the length of his shaft, inhaling his masculine scent. And then I planted several little wet kisses on the tip, making him even wetter with my warm spit.
Uncle Robert groaned and thrust upward, urging me to take him inside my mouth. "Suck it, baby," he breathed. "You know you want to taste your daddy's big dick."
"I want it," I moaned. Making a little O of my mouth, I forced it down over his knob.
The throaty groan that reached my ears could have come from any man. I closed my eyes and moved my mouth up and down slowly, squeezing rhythmically. I flicked his nerve bundle with my tongue from time to time, loving the way he jumped and gasped. Soon, I was rewarded with a generous helping of his sweet pre-cum. I sucked that down and begged for more.
"What a hot mouth!" he breathed, running his fingers through my hair. "Your daddy has dreamed of fucking your sweet mouth for months."
His words excited me as much as the throbbing cock sliding back and forth against my tongue. I sucked him deeper, fondling his balls through his clothes.
"Take Daddy's dick deep," he moaned. More pre-cum.
"I can't wait to watch you swallow my load." Sucking harder.
My heart thudded against my ribs, my pussy was on fire! It was so easy to pretend that my father was the man I was pleasing. Pulling my skirt up high, I rubbed my leaking pussy with one hand, moaning because my fingers only made the itch worse.
"Donna!" The voice was full of shock.
I freed Uncle Robert's dick with a wet slurp and reminded myself to pretend to be surprised. Just before I whirled around to face my father, I glanced up at my uncle. Damn, he should be nominated for an academy award just for the look on his face!
Then I turned only to see my brother's large frame filling the doorway.
"Uncle Robert!" he said.
He stood there looking from one of us to the other, a grin slowly spreading across his face.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to pull my skirt down. It was useless. Some of my uncle's pre-cum clung to my lip and dribbled down my chin in a long, silvery strand.
"Dad sent me to pick up those proofs so he wouldn't have to stop on his way home," he explained. "I don't have to ask what you're doing here."
"I hope not," Uncle Robert said.
"Actually," Chet began, stepping into the room. "I was kind of enjoying the show."
I shuddered as I eyed the growing bulge in the front of his jeans. "Why just watch when you can join in?" I asked.
"You were expecting someone else I take it," Chet asked as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.
"Your Dad," Uncle Robert answered.
"You mean you wanted him to catch you like this?"
I nodded. "I want him, Chet. This is the only way I can think of to let him know."
By this time, my brother was kicking off his shoes, sliding his jeans down his long legs. His shorts followed and his big cock leaped free. We had moved to the large leather sofa which dominated one end of my father's office.
I was on the floor between Uncle Robert's legs, his stiff cock clutched in my fingers. When Chet sat down beside my uncle, I wrapped my free hand around his meat. How can I describe the pleasure of holding a huge, hot cock in each hand? The excitement rippled through me and my pussy overflowed.
Moaning, I licked first one big knob and then the other. Moving back and forth between the two, I soon had them shiny wet. Then I began sucking each one in turn, my hands pumping up and down slowly when my mouth was busy with the other.
"Yeah, baby, take it deep." This was Uncle Robert.
I'm not sure if he was more thrilled when I was sucking his dick or when he was watching me suck Chefs.
Chet was moaning steadily. His cock leaked all over my hands as he humped them. Finally, he eased himself out of my grasp. "I gotta fuck that pussy."
I simply held Uncle Robert's wet dick in my hands while my brother moved into place behind me. He squeezed my naked ass with both hands, teased my anus with his thumb and then worked a single, teasing finger into my pussy.
"Dear God!" I groaned as my pussy pulsed and sucked the finger deep.
"My sister has the sweetest ass in town," Chet said.
And then I felt his hot breath caressing my feverish flesh. His tongue made wet circles over both of my cheeks and then he slid the point down my crack. I groaned and sucked my uncle's dick between my lips again as I shuddered in orgasm.
"Are you still pretending?" Uncle Robert asked.
In response, I allowed him to touch the back of my throat and moaned around his meat.
"If it's your daddy you want, I'll play along," Chet murmured.
My head bobbed faster.
Uncle Robert moaned. He too had removed most of his clothes, which allowed me free access to his bloated balls. I fondled the sac tenderly.
Chet's tongue had dipped into my pussy from behind. He pulled it out and there were his hands on my ass again, squeezing, kneading. The hot velvet of his dick brushed my hip and then was pushed against the drooling mouth of my cunt.
"Tell Daddy what you want," he urged as he used one hand to guide his dick into place.
"I want your cock," I groaned, pulling my mouth off Uncle Robert. "I want your cock in my pussy."
Chet gave me the head and first few inches. "Do you want it all?"
"Yes," I hissed, pumping the spit-slick dick in my hand.
He thrust forward, giving me several more inches. "Can you handle it all?"
"Yes, Daddy," I whimpered. All I wanted was to be stuffed with hard cock. I pushed back against him, forcing him in to the hilt. "Please, Daddy, fuck me!"
With that, I wrapped my lips around Uncle Robert's dick again and sucked him into my mouth. He groaned and began humping upward almost immediately. One gusher of pre-cum after another coated my tongue. I knew he was just about ready to blow.
Behind me, my brother was picking up the rhythm. He held onto my ass with both hands while he worked his dick in and out of my hungry pussy. Thick, wet sounds filled the room as my cunt sucked on him. His balls slapped the back of my thighs. That mingled with the grunts and groans of three people working toward a simultaneous explosive climax.
Uncle Robert came first. His cock swelled and began to jerk. I pulled my head back and sucked hard just on the end of his dick. With a roar, he exploded in my mouth, filling it with streams of creamy, hot cum.
Chet wasn't far behind. He slammed into me with powerful thrusts that drove the full length of his swelling, pulsing dick into me. Grunting, he held himself tight against me while filling my pussy to overflowing with his hot cum.
With one dick spurting weakly in my mouth and another in my cunt, I closed my eyes and let the incredible feelings rush over me. Just as my climax hit, I pretended that both dicks belonged to my father. With a guttural sound, my body bucked out of control and I finished sucking them dry.
The three of us rested briefly before cleaning up. I was disappointed that the plan to seduce my father had failed. However, my uncle and my brother had made up for that very well indeed and I told them so.
"Happy to be of service, ma'am," Chet teased.
We were still laughing when we stepped into the house.
"Mom. Dad. We're home," Chet called out, heading for the kitchen.
Dinner was simmering on the stove, but my parents were nowhere to be found. Puzzling over this, I trudged upstairs toward the bathroom.
The door was closed.
I turned the knob gently, only to realize that it was locked. Placing my ear against the door, I listened. The soft sound of my mother's laughter reached my ears. That slowly turned into a moan, a moan I'd heard before. That's why my father had sent Chet to pick up the proofs. He'd wanted to fuck my mother.
It suddenly dawned on me that to get to my father, I might just have to go through my mother. I smiled, a plan already beginning to form in my head.
CHAPTER NINE
"Guess who's coming to visit," my mother said the next morning. Uncle Robert, my father and Chet had already left and we were getting ready to go out the door. She looked absolutely gorgeous, her skin glowing, her eyes sparkling. Of course, I had heard her and my father fucking most of the night. She should be glowing! I was jealous.
"Who?" I asked.
"Your cousin, Sara," she answered.
I shivered at the mention of Sara's name and a welcome heat spread over me. "Great! When?"
"Tomorrow. You might want to skip classes and take some time off from work to be with her," she suggested.
"You're right. It'll be fun just hanging out together for a couple of days. We can shop."
Shopping was the last thing I wanted to do with Sara. Since we'd experimented with each other on her last visit, there had been numerous phone calls and letters back and forth. All of them warm and friendly, but the sexual episode had not been mentioned. Despite the sex with my uncle and brother, the experience with my mother and then the woman in the hotel room had made me hungry for more. God, I hoped Sara was still interested.
"Of course, she'll want to spend some time with her father, too," Mom added, her voice cutting into my thoughts.
"I'm sure she misses him," I said. "I know I'd miss mine." My thoughts were now taking a completely different turn. I was just about ready to ask her how she felt about sharing him when she turned to me.
"After his performance last night, your father is not going anywhere," she said with a laugh. And then her gaze slowly moved down my body and back to my face again.
The warmth that began when I thought of Sara grew more intense.
My mother licked her lips. "Strangely enough, it just makes me want more." Her eyes were glowing again.
"That good, huh," I asked. Moving closer to my mother, I kissed her mouth. Her perfume added to my excitement. If I couldn't have my father first hand, maybe I could.. .
"Let's just say I'll think about him every time I sit down today," she purred as I cupped one of her big breasts.
The nipple leaped to life against my fingertips. Now I was aching for him.
"Honey, we don't have time. I'm late already," she sighed. Gently removing my hands from her breasts, she kissed my fingers. Before I could say another word, she was gone. I was left alone with my fingers and my imagination.
I did not tell my uncle that Sara was coming to visit, even after he ate me out in the supply room at the office that afternoon. Her arrival was a wonderful surprise and the entire family spent the whole evening together, laughing and talking and getting caught up on all the family gossip.
My cousin is a beautiful redhead with dancing green eyes and a body just made for sex. For the past six months, she had been teaching aerobics and it showed in her lean, muscular legs and trim waist and thighs. We were both wearing shorts and T-shirts, but hers were much shorter than mine. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I could see the shadow of her nipples through her white shirt.
So could everyone else.
More than once, I caught Chet giving her lustful looks. But what surprised me most was Uncle Robert. He stayed close by his daughter's side, hugging her often, touching her constantly. If anyone else noticed his not-so-fatherly attention, they didn't say a word.
"Have you and Sara been to bed?" I asked when he and I were alone in the kitchen for a few minutes.
"No," he answered almost sadly.
Somehow, I knew he was telling the truth.
Then he looked wistfully toward the dining room where her throaty laughter rang out. "But after seeing her tonight, I'd love to."
"We're spending the day together tomorrow," I interrupted him. "Why don't you sneak into the house tomorrow afternoon. I'll lure her into my parents' bedroom. You can hide in the bathroom and at least watch."
He nodded eagerly. "And maybe even.. . " Someone came into the kitchen then and he changed the subject quickly.
Whenever Sara came to visit, she always slept with me in my room. That night was no exception. We crawled into the two separate beds and lay there talking quietly in the dark. The longer we talked, the hotter I became.
Finally, unable to stand it a moment longer, I had to ask. "Sara, have you thought much about the last time you were here?"
"Sure," she said after a big yawn.
"Tired?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's been a long day."
"I know how to make you sleep better," I said.
"So you've been practicing, too," she said with a chuckle.
I waited.
"Why don't you come over here and show me what you've learned?" she purred.
I slipped out of bed and removed my thin gown as I crossed the room. Sliding under the covers beside my cousin, I discovered that she was naked, her hot body arcing toward mine as I lay down beside her. We kissed and my hands covered her breasts. She moaned into my open mouth and clung to me, pressing her pussy against mine.
"Nice," she whispered as I tugged playfully at her button-hard nipples.
Then she rolled onto her back, pulling me on top of her. We continued to kiss, tongues dancing while our hands roamed freely. It was as if we were becoming reacquainted with each other's body. Soon, Sara had both hands on my ass, pulling my mound even tighter against hers.
"I want to lick your pussy," I breathed.
Without waiting for a response, I rolled off of her and slid my hands down her body. My fingers probed into her wet slit and she spread her legs wide for me.
"Go to it, girlfriend," she answered, her voice husky with want.
That was all the encouragement I needed. The fire raging between my legs threatened to overtake me any minute, but I was so intent on pleasing my cousin, I ignored it for the moment.
I licked her slit from ass-hole to clit and listened to her gasp. Then I moved my tongue downward, passing over her erect clit and stopping at the tiny, sucking mouth of her cunt. The moment my tongue wormed its way into her tight little pussy, it was coated with her oils. I moaned, swallowed them and drove my tongue deeper, hungry for more.
Sara was hungry for more, too. She spread her legs even wider and pushed herself onto my plunging tongue. "Eat it," she whimpered. "Oh, God, I love it when you eat my pussy."
I curled my tongue into a point and pushed it as deep as I could. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around it as I began working it in and out to match her steady humping motions. At the same time, I used my fingers on her erect clit, pinching the slippery nub gently.
"Deeper," she groaned, rubbing her pussy all over my face. "Ram that tongue deeper, baby."
I did as she asked. The musky fragrance of her cunt filled my head, making me dizzy. Her juices poured, coating my lips, dripping down my chin. Each thick flood tasted better than the one before.
"Use your fingers," she whimpered.
Pulling my tongue out of her cunt, I dropped it down to her wet ass-hole. Just as I pushed two fingers into her clutching cunt, I drove my tongue into her rectum. And all the while I massaged her clit.
"Uh!" she grunted. Her body bucked faster. "Oh, yeah!"
She was almost there. I could tell by her erratic movements and the way her pussy clutched at my fingers. Squeezing my legs tight around my own throbbing clit, I knew I was going to cum right along with her.
My cousin jerked her legs high and wide, opening herself up to me completely. I thrust my tongue even deeper into her ass-hole. The fingers in her cunt moved even faster, churning her boiling cunt juices.
Suddenly, with a little yelp, Sara was cumming. She convulsed uncontrollably and then her body grew completely stiff. Her pussy squeezed my fingers tight and her ass-hole clamped down on my tongue. And, for the first time in my life, I climaxed without even touching myself. Moaning into her ass, I humped the mattress. Intense pleasure spread through me just as the fire had raged earlier. And that was followed by relief.
With my head resting on her wet thigh, I struggled to return to reality. Sara was doing the same, stroking my cheek, her cries of release turning to satisfied whimpers.
Exhausted but happy, we slept.
The next morning, my cousin and I went shopping. Sara was dressed in a short denim skirt that barely covered her ass. Her skimpy top showed off more than it covered. I was wearing a tight, low-cut sweater that left nothing to the imagination. My shorts hugged my ass like a second skin. We turned more than one male head at the mall, which was exactly our intention. But we got looks from a few women as well.
After we ate lunch, I suggested we go back to the house. The way my shorts were squeezing my pussy, I was ready for some release. "I'd really like to continue what we started last night," I told her.
She grinned, looking exactly like her father. "You read my mind."
And then she leaned forward and kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. People stared as we left the restaurant hand in hand.
As I drove home, Sara caressed my thighs and pressed her hard nipples against my arm. "I bought something for you today," she said, squeezing my mound.
"Something for me?"
"Well, us. I promise you'll like it."
The more her hands explored, the faster I drove. We reached the house and I parked in the garage. Almost immediately, she was kissing me, her hands down inside of my sweater. I groaned and sucked on the tongue she offered, pressing my tingling nipples into her palms.
"Let's go inside," I groaned, my thoughts returning to the present she said she'd bought.
Again, even though there was no evidence of it, I sensed that Uncle Robert was in the house waiting patiently for us to return. Sara stopped me just inside the door, kissing me again, her hot body pressed against mine. "I can't seem to get enough of you," she told me.
"I'm starting to feel the same way," I told her. "Let's go upstairs so we can enjoy my present."
Sara led the way, but when she started into my room, I stopped her.
"I want you to see something that belongs to my mother," I explained, motioning toward my parents' bedroom. "I'll catch up with you in a second."
With that, I darted into the bathroom. Three quick little knocks on the closet door brought a muffled response from within. Satisfied that Uncle Robert was hidden there, I followed Sara. Once there, I went straight to the night stand and pulled out the huge dildo. Grinning, I handed it to my cousin.
"Jesus!" she hissed. "I've never seen one this big before."
"Me either," I said, and shivered as I watched Sara run her fingers up and down the life-like shaft expertly. Her father was watching this, too. I wondered what he was thinking as I began removing my clothes.
"God, it feels real," she said as she squeezed it. And then her gaze strayed to my naked body.
Sara lay the fake dick aside for a moment and came toward me. As we kissed, I helped her out of her clothes. And then we stood there, kissing and rubbing our naked bodies together until we were breathless.
"God, you get me so wet," she whispered. Catching my hand in hers, she pressed it between her legs.
My fingers were immediately coated with her oils and I found myself trembling with the desire to taste her. She seemed to read my mind, backed toward the big bed and lay down. Spreading her legs wide, my cousin offered herself to me freely.
"Give me that magic tongue," she breathed as she squirmed against the satin comforter.
I knelt by the bed and gazed at her pretty pussy for a few moments. The red hairs were wet and tangled. Her clit was huge, erect and throbbing and the tiny mouth of her cunt sucked on my fingertips hungrily. God, I hoped Uncle Robert could see this!
Finally, I lowered my face to her fork and used my tongue much as I had the night before. She gasped and jumped when I teased her clit. She grunted when my tongue dipped into her pussy. That grunt turned into a groan when my thick oral muscle was worked into her puckered anus. At the same time, I worked two fingers in and out of my own bubbling pussy.
"Jesus!" she hissed, thrusting herself at me eagerly.
I glanced up to find her propped up on her elbows, watching closely. Her chest rose and fell with her ragged breathing and her body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat. She looked more beautiful than I'd ever seen her before.
"If I had a dick, I'd fuck you all afternoon," I told her, and then I flattened my tongue and ran it up the length of her slit.
"You do have one," she whispered.
That reminded me of my mother's dildo, which lay on the floor beside me. I reached for it, wet it with my tongue and then aimed the bulbous knob at her splayed pussy. As her outer lips closed around the fake dick, she groaned loudly.
"God, it feels real, too," she moaned. Lying back on the bed, she covered her breasts with both hands. "Give it to me slowly."
I did as she asked, working the dildo in a circle until the end disappeared inside of her. By that time, her cunt was sucking on it noisily. I withdrew it slightly and pushed it in again, giving her several inches. It stretched her pussy wide and her clit was standing at attention. Her ass-hole winked and I teased it with my finger.
"Damn, so fucking good," she breathed, humping upward. Her eyes were closed now, her face a mask of lust.
I began working the fake cock in and out of her, each stroke a little faster and a little deeper than the one before.
"Lick my clit," she groaned. "I'm going to cum."
Sucking her clit into my mouth, I squeezed it rhythmically with my lips. The dildo pumped in and out faster and I shuddered knowing that Uncle Robert was right behind us, watching the whole thing. My juices were pouring down my thighs and all I could do was squeeze my cunt from time to time.
Just when I thought my cousin was ready to cum, I pushed my finger into her ass-hole again. Sara's climax overtook her suddenly. She gasped, gyrated wildly and her pussy squeezed the dildo tight. I continued fingering her ass-hole and licking her clit, allowing her to return to earth slowly.
"Now, it's my turn," I said as I crawled onto the bed beside her. Pulling the wet dildo from her cunt, I placed it between us, smearing her juices over and between our breasts.
"Do you want your present now?" she asked when her breathing had returned to normal.
"Only if it's going to take care of my itchy cunt," I told her.
Sara laughed as she scrambled off the bed. She delved into the shopping bag by the door and pulled out a double-headed dildo much like the one Cindi and I had shared. The only difference was this one was bigger and it was black.
"Will this do the trick?" she asked as she returned to the bed, kneeling between my legs.
"We'll find out," I said as my pussy clamored noisily for attention.
Despite my urgency, I spent some time sucking one end while my cousin sucked the other. Basically, I did this for Uncle Robert's benefit but it was really a turn on, especially when she groaned and rubbed the thick, black knob between her breasts. They looked even paler and more tender by comparison.
"Have you used one of these before?" she asked.
I nodded.
Almost in unison, we were moving the spit-covered knobs downward. I spread my legs wide and pushed it inside of my hungry cunt easily. Sara watched for a few moments and then she rolled onto her ass and did the same thing. So there we sat, facing each other, connected by a huge black dildo.
"Yeah, this feels good," Sara breathed, sliding further onto the dong.
That, of course, pushed it deeper into my aching cunt and I groaned. My juices bubbled out around the fake dick and slid down my crack. Our sighs filled the room and our bodies inched closer together. It was like being fucked and watching her get fucked at the same time. Her breasts jiggled with her steady humping movements and her eyes were glazed with lust.
Briefly, I thought of Uncle Robert hiding in the closet, watching me with his daughter. And then
Sara pulled me closer so we could kiss. Our hairy pussy lips were touching and our tongues simulated fucking.
"Rub my clit," Sara breathed.
Even as my fingers tugged at her magic button, she began rubbing mine.
My climax hit first, waves of pleasure crashing over me that nearly took my breath away. And my cousin was right behind me. Her orgasm appeared to be as intense as the one before. Both of us took a long time coming back to earth. And it took us even longer to pull ourselves off of the wonderful new toy she'd purchased.
Tossing that aside, we cuddled for a while, resting up for round two. I thought of Uncle Robert again, wondering if he'd climaxed, too.
And that's when I had the idea. Just because I couldn't have my father, there was no reason that Uncle Robert couldn't enjoy his daughter.
"Wait right here," I whispered as I slipped off the bed. "I'm going to clean up a bit. I'll be right back."
"Hurry," she whimpered, releasing me reluctantly.
As I left the room Sara had both hands between her legs, rubbing her pussy again.
CHAPTER TEN
Uncle Robert stepped out of the closet when he heard me enter the bathroom. He was zipping up his pants.
"If you want to enjoy your daughter, here's your chance," I told him.
"Do you think she'll go for it?" he asked, sounding nothing like the confident, experienced older man I'd come to know as a lover.
"You saw her in there," I said. "And she's still hot."
"What will we tell her?"
"I don't think we'll have to tell her anything," I assured him as I pushed him along the hall.
By the time he reached the partially open bedroom door, I wasn't doing any pushing at all. He came to a dead stop just inside the door. Over his shoulder, I could see Sara on her back on the bed. With her legs spread wide and her eyes closed, she was teasing her pussy with one end of the double-headed dildo.
Uncle Robert just stood there, staring at his daughter's slowly undulating body. She looked more beautiful than I'd ever seen her. I could feel him trembling as I pressed myself against his back.
Suddenly. Sara's eyes opened and she saw her father. She made no move to cover herself or stop what she was doing.
"Daddy," she gasped. Her voice sounded surprised and welcoming at the same time.
Just as suddenly, my uncle moved toward the bed. "Sara," he whispered.
"Daddy, I'm so hot," she moaned.
"I know, baby," he whispered, removing his clothes as quickly as possible.
I wasn't surprised to see his big prick jerking to attention when he stepped out of his shorts.
"Donna made me cum with her tongue and then she fucked me with the dildo, but I'm still hot," she said, almost pleading with him now.
"I know, baby," he repeated.
"I want your dick, Daddy," she whimpered. "I want to cum some more."
Tossing the dildo aside, Sara reached for her father with both hands.
"You will, honey, I promise," Uncle Robert said as he lay down beside his daughter and pulled her into his arms.
"You'll make me cum with your dick?" she asked.
In answer, he kissed her. She sucked on the tongue that he pushed into her mouth while pressing the full length of her body against his.
"I've dreamed about this for so long," she confessed as she reached between them and pulled at his cock. It was almost completely erect by this time.
All I could do was stand there and watch the father and daughter squirming against each other, every inch of their bodies touching. God, how I wanted it to be like this with me and my father.
"I want to taste your dick, Daddy," Sara breathed.
Without waiting for her father's reply, she licked her way downward. She pumped him slowly with one hand and caressed his bloated balls with the other. After running her nose through his black crotch hairs, Sara began licking his cock, running her tongue from base to tip.
Uncle Robert moaned, spread his legs wide and humped his daughter's hands.
"You taste so good," she whispered. Then she pushed her lips down over his cockhead and sucked him deep into her mouth.
"Turn around, baby, so I can get at that sweet pussy," Uncle Robert grunted as his dick disappeared inside of her mouth.
Keeping both hands wrapped around his spit-slick prong, my cousin squatted over his face. I sat down on the foot of the bed, watching closely as he licked her drooling twat a few times. Then, with a low groan, he pulled her onto his outstretched tongue.
"Daddy, your tongue feels so good in my pussy," Sara moaned loudly. And then she swallowed his dick again, taking more than half his length inside.
While I watched the erotic scene being played out before me, I squeezed my pussy with both hands. I tried to imagine how thrilling it would be to have my father's dick in my mouth, to hear his groans of pleasure. I shuddered and inched two fingers into my twat. Even more exciting was the thought of his tongue sliding in and out of my pussy.
Uncle Robert's hands covered her hips and urged her to rock back and forth on his face while forcing his tongue deep.
Suddenly, Sara released him with a wet slurp.
"Daddy, I'm going to cum." Gazing me with lust-glazed eyes, she pumped his dick with both hands while smearing her oily pussy all over his face. Instead of one orgasm, she seemed to be shuddering through a series of small ones.
The dick in her hands looked like it was ready to explode any minute. The shaft was bigger than before, throbbing against her fingers. The swollen knob was a deep red color. Pre-cum oozed from the little hole in the end steadily. On impulse, I leaned forward and sucked it between my lips.
"She's sucking you, Daddy," Sara howled, letting go of his dick. "Oh, god, she's sucking my Daddy."
My head bobbed steadily, taking him deeper with each trip.
Sara sat up on his face and worked her hips even faster. "I'm going to cum again."
Uncle Robert held her pussy lips apart with both hands, which allowed me to see his tongue sliding in and out of his daughter's hole. She rubbed her big clit with one hand and squeezed her sweaty breast with the other. Her grunts of pleasure grew louder and louder. The pre-cum coating my tongue was even more copious than before. I could feel it throbbing between my lips.
"Cum, Daddy," Sara moaned. "Cum on her face. I want to watch."
Uncle Robert moaned into her muff and humped my mouth. To give Sara her wish, I had to pull my lips off him and pump him with my hands. My juices poured as I watched my fingers sliding easily up and down his spit-covered dick. In my mind, this was my father's dick. My free hand went to his balls. They had already moved into firing position.
"Oh, Daddy!" Sara whimpered.
Uncle Robert sucked noisily at her flowing juices.
"Cum for me. I want to see you shoot."
In the next second. Uncle Robert's muffled roar reached my ears. The dick in my hand jerked and thick, hot streams of spunk blasted from the end. I let the hot fluids coat my lips and nose and then I directed the spray onto my breasts. In the meantime, Sara was groaning in release, her body completely stiff as her orgasm overtook her.
Uncle Robert was still spurting weakly when she leaned forward and took him into her mouth again. She sucked him dry while I brought myself off with my fingers. And then she licked his cum off of me, not stopping until she was sure she had every single drop.
The three of us spent the next few minutes letting our breathing return to normal.
"Wow!" Sara gasped when she finally slid off her father's face.
"Wow!" he echoed as he grinned at me. His face was shiny wet and covered with his daughter's curly, red cunt hairs.
I happened to glance at the clock beside the bed. "We really need to take this into my room, if we're going to continue. Mom and Dad will be home soon and I have a little cleaning up to do."
"And we are going to continue," Sara said with a meaningful look at her father. "I haven't fully experienced that big dick yet."
They helped me change the bed and then we gathered up our clothes and headed for the bathroom. Uncle Robert watched Sara and I play while we rinsed off in the shower. And then he joined us. We touched and fondled and teased him until he was at half-mast again when we finally made it to my bedroom. At the last minute, I ran back to my parents' room and grabbed the double-headed dildo.
Once we were inside my room, I took a seat on one bed. Sara and her father stood by the other bed kissing. While the kisses became more and more passionate, he explored her body with both hands. She moaned and pressed her hard nipples into his chest. When he ran his fingers up her inner thighs, she squatted slightly allowing him to tease her pussy.
Sara gasped when he wiggled a single, teasing finger into her snatch. I did the same thing to myself and gasped, too. Suddenly, I had a vision of Sara and I fucking our fathers at the same time, side by side, on the same bed. A fresh flood of juices coated my finger and I lay down, my legs parting of their own accord.
A low moan from Uncle Robert drew my attention back to him. Sara was doing some exploring on her own. She licked her way down his flat stomach. Kneeling at his feet, she sniffed his crotch.
"You smell good, Daddy," she breathed.
His cock was completely erect, bobbing around in front of him, but Sara avoided it. She ran her nose through his hairs and then licked his inner thighs. Next, she placed her mouth against his balls, kissing and sucking at them noisily.
"Damn, Sara," he groaned as she buried her head even deeper between his legs.
I saw her hands on his lean ass and, instinctively, I knew she was rimming his ass-hole with her tongue. My own butt hole itched at the sight and I wiggled a finger against it.
After a few moments of this, she lifted her head and allowed his cockhead to brush her lips. A sexy wink at her father, and then her mouth closed over the end of his prick.
"Damn!" he groaned.
Sara slid her lips forward, squeezing him rhythmically. Her hands were on his wet balls. She released him just as slowly. His cock glittered in the soft light coming through the window. My cousin swirled her tongue around his throbbing cock lazily and then tickled his nerve bundle with the tip. Finally, she took him into her mouth again.
Uncle Robert's face was a mask of concentration as he fought for control. He tangled his fingers in his daughter's thick, red mane. Then he ran his fingertips down her cheek. He traced the wet lips that were stretched around his meat.
Sara moaned.
I swallowed hard, knowing she was tasting his pre-cum. With two fingers in my pussy and one in my rectum, I was beginning to move steadily.
Sara grabbed her father's ass with both hands and pulled him even deeper into her mouth. Uncle Robert closed his eyes and fucked her face gently.
Suddenly, she pulled her lips off him with a wet slurp. "I need that big dick inside of me."
Uncle Robert helped her to her feet and then eased her onto her back on the bed. He knelt between her legs, coaxing them even wider with his knees. The sight of his fingers priming her for his cock sent me shuddering through a mini-cum.
The tiny mouth of her cunt sucked on his fingers.
Her shiny wet clit was as big as Cleveland, throbbing steadily.
Uncle Robert pulled his wet fingers out of her hole and wrapped them around his prick. Sara moaned and humped the air in frustration. And then he placed his swollen knob against the hole where his fingers had been.
"Yes, Daddy, yes," Sara hissed as he eased his prick inside of her. She lifted her head so she could watch.
Satisfied that he was not too big for her, Uncle Robert thrust forward gently, giving her another few inches of his throbbing meat. She sighed and relaxed back against the pillows.
While watching my uncle take his daughter for the first time, I had reached for the dildo Sara bought. I eased one end into my twat, gasping as it stretched me wide. And then I picked up Uncle Robert's fucking rhythm, inching it into my pussy, withdrawing all but the head and then pushing it in further than before.
Finally, he was buried to the hilt in his daughter's clutching cunt. His balls were nestled against her upturned ass, his dick filling her to capacity. They lay there savoring these sweet moments of their first joining. He worked his hips in a little circle, grinding her clit between them as he kissed her mouth.
"If you keep that up, you're going to make me cum," she warned him, her words coming in little gasps.
"That's the whole idea, isn't it?" he asked, moving a bit faster.
She moaned and slid her hands down his sweaty back to his ass. It was so easy to pretend that the fake dick filling my pussy belonged to my father. I closed my eyes for a moment, inhaling the scent of sex and rubbed my clit with two fingers.
"Fuck me, Daddy," Sara groaned, squeezing Uncle Robert's ass hard. "Fuck me."
He began moving then, starting slowly and building to a wild fucking rhythm that made the bed dance. Holding the dildo in both hands, I drove it deep into my cunt. I bucked upward to meet it.
At the same time, I watched my uncle's slimy cock slamming in and out of his daughter's pussy. Riding high on her mound, he gave her the full length of his cock with each thrust. And the thrusts were so powerful that they lifted her right off the bed. Thick, wet sounds filled the room and his balls slapped her ass rhythmically.
"Fuck me," she squealed, wrapping her long legs around his ass. "Fuck me, Daddy."
Uncle Robert bucked even faster. He was ramming her hard enough to make both of them grunt. She met him stroke for stroke, taking everything he had and begging for more.
I churned my own cunt juices to a froth with the dildo. My climax built, subsided and built again as I watched Uncle Robert fuck his daughter with a skill and expertise than can only come with age. Finally, I reached my peak, rammed the fake dick as deep as possible and held it there.
Just as suddenly, Sara was cumming. Sara's cries of pleasure filled the room and her pussy pulsed around her father's pistoning prick. Every muscle in her body tensed for what seemed an eternity and then finally, she relaxed. Her ragged breathing slowed, and she uncoiled her body from his.
"You're still hard," she gasped, squeezing him with her freshly fucked pussy.
"I love watching you cum," he whispered.
In one smooth motion, Uncle Robert rolled onto his back. His wet cock jutted proudly toward the ceiling. Then he reached for his daughter. Sara groaned as she sank down onto him. After a few moments of adjusting to this deeper penetration, she began riding him, thrusting her nipples into his hands.
The dildo was in motion again, scratching the persistent itch in my cunt. Again, I closed my eyes and pictured myself sitting on top of my father. My tight pussy would be wrapped around his dick tightly and I would ride him to oblivion.
Which was pretty much what Sara was doing at the moment. Her hair flew around her head in wild disarray. Her sweaty breasts danced on her chest with her lusty bucking. And Uncle Robert reached between them to rub her clit with two fingers.
"Oh, God!" she grunted, her hips moving even faster. "Oh, God, I'm cumming again!"
Almost before she finished her warning, she was jerking uncontrollably like a puppet on a string. Her juices poured down his cock and balls and her animal-like sounds of pleasure grew louder.
Again, I came right along with her. The fantasy about my father was so real, I almost called out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me.
Uncle Robert was still hard and they were changing positions again when I caught my breath. This time, Sara was on her hands and knees. Her father was taking her from behind. I shuddered as I watched him grab her ass and slide his cock between her wet, swollen lips. She groaned, pushed back against him and they fell into a steady fucking rhythm right away.
Moving to my knees on the bed, I worked the dildo in and out of my own cunt. God, it felt good and my groans were almost louder than Sara's.
"You're going to get it this time," Uncle Robert grunted as he slammed his body against hers.
"Oh, please, Daddy," she gasped. "Please cum in my pussy."
Uncle Robert moved faster. He reached underneath her and pinched her clit to match his steady thrusting. She groaned even louder and begged him to cum.
"Daddy," I whispered as my climaxed peaked again. "I want your cock so badly."
Of course, my father wasn't there to hear me. If he had been, he would have done exactly what Uncle Robert did. With one final, savage thrust, my uncle buried his prick in his daughter's receptive pussy and roared. The hot load being pumped deep into her cunt triggered her climax and for the next few moments, their basic instincts took control. Their bodies strained against each other, her pussy pulling at his cock, hungry for every drop of his hot cum.
For the second time that day, the three of us, sweaty and gasping for breath, were completely spent.
Someone knocked at the door.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
We froze.
I placed my fingers against my lips, motioning for them to be quiet. My heart was pounding. If whoever that was thought no one was there, they might go away. But what if it was my father? This might be my chance.
"Donna."
It was Chet and before either of us could move, he opened the door and stepped into the room. "What the hell!"
I'm sure what he saw surprised him almost as much as Uncle Robert and I at the office. There I lay on one bed with a wet dildo sticking out of my pussy. On the other bed was his uncle and cousin, completely naked and drenched in sweat. She had one hand wrapped around Uncle Robert's shrinking prick. His healthy load was just beginning to ooze out of her cunt.
"Mom and Dad called," he began, looking from one bed to the other. "They're going out to dinner and a movie, so they won't be home until late. I guess it's just as well, since we seem to be having a little party of our own right here."
"I was hoping you were Dad," I said to my brother, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice. "I want him, Chet. God, how I want to fuck him and suck him.. . "
The sight of the growing bulge in the front of his slacks gave me an idea. It was fun to pretend the dildo was my father, but it would be even better with a real hard cock inside of me.
Even if that cock belonged to my brother.
He seemed to have the same idea. "Use your imagination, Sis. You can pretend that I'm Dad."
"And I hope you don't mind an audience," Sara said, snuggling against her father. She was still clutching his limp prick in one hand.
It was almost as if he read my mind. Pulling the dildo out of my cunt, I knelt on the edge of the bed and reached for my brother. I traced around his growing prick with my fingertips and then gave it a promising squeeze.
"I don't mind," Chet breathed.
Hearing that, I placed my cheek against his bulge, rubbing it back and forth slowly.
"I don't mind at all."
He took off his shirt when I went to work on his zipper. I lowered it slowly. There was his dick, straining against the white cotton of his shorts. I rubbed my cheek against this bulge, too, feeling the heat from his body. Then I opened my mouth and placed it around his cloth-covered dick.
Chet moaned and placed his hands on my head. He humped my face gently. His dick grew longer, the gigantic purple knob peeping out of the waistband of his shorts.
"Easy, big brother," I said as I flicked my tongue back and forth across it. "We have a long evening ahead of us."
Was this how my father would smell? Would he taste the same way? Suddenly, my pussy was on fire again.
Hooking my fingers in the elastic waist of his shorts, I pulled them downward. His dick leaped free, bobbing around in front of him as if sniffing the air for cunt. Wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft, I drew it to my mouth and sucked the head inside. God, it was hot!
He moaned and I glanced upward only to find that he was looking at Sara on the other bed.
I followed his gaze. She smiled at him and licked her lips. Then she took her father's shriveled prick into her mouth. He moaned and rolled onto his back. I continued to watch them as I licked my way up and down Chet's dick. Slowly but surely, Uncle Robert was getting hard again. Sara released him inch by inch, until she was holding nothing but his knob in her mouth.
"Let me at that pussy," Chet said as he pulled out of my grasp.
He gently pushed me back onto the bed. His hard, hot dick brushed against my pussy and I moaned. Then he lowered his dark head to one of my nipples. Closing my eyes, I imagined how my father's mouth would feel. Chet moved his head from one hard tip to the other, circling it with his tongue and even licking the sensitive skin in between and underneath.
"Feels so good," I breathed. With my fingers tangled in his thick hair, I held his face against my chest.
"You haven't seen anything yet," he promised as he began working his way downward.
I groaned as his hot breath stirred my cunt hairs. That groan grew louder when he pushed my thighs even further apart and worked his tongue up and down my slit.
"Is this the way Dad would do it?" he asked.
I shuddered as his tongue covered my clit and then slithered downward to my drooling pussy.
"Come on, Sis, play the game," he urged, pushing just the tip inside of me.
Across the room, Uncle Robert was moaning steadily.
"Lick me, Daddy. Lick my pussy," I whispered, quivering as my brother pushed his thick oral muscle inside of me.
Chet flicked it in and out a few times and then worked it even lower. Holding my cheeks apart with both hands, he wiggled his tongue into my puckered anus. My juices bubbled up and out, sliding down my crack to where his tongue was so busy.
"Oh, Daddy, it feels so good," I moaned, really getting into it now. I held my legs high and wide, offering myself to him freely. "Make me cum with your tongue."
My brother's tongue followed the little river of juices back up to my cunt and he plunged it into me again. At the same time, he worked a finger into my butt hole.
As if from a distance, I could hear Uncle Robert moaning louder than before. Little wet sucking sounds reached my ears. Was that coming from them or us? It didn't matter. What mattered was that Chet's tongue in my pussy and his finger in my ass was bringing me to a quick, hard cum that threatened to take my breath away. Clamping my thighs around his head, I rubbed my pulsing pussy all over his face.
Slowly, I returned to reality.
Across the room, I saw that Sara was simply devouring her father's prick. He squirmed against the bed and fucked her face steadily.
Chet was kneeling between my legs, grinning down at me. "Tell your daddy what you want," he breathed as he guided the end of his prick to my pussy.
Suddenly, my body was on fire again and I reached for his dick with both hands. "I want you to fuck me," I told him he slid inside of me. "I want you to fuck my pussy, fuck my ass, fuck me everywhere."
"What if I fuck these pretty tits?" he asked. Squeezing my fleshy globes together, he sucked on both nipples at the same time.
"Please, Daddy," I groaned, sounding just like Sara had earlier. "Please fuck me."
Chet thrust forward, sending more than half of his length into my body. My cunt grabbed it greedily and clung to it possessively as it was withdrawn. Then he thrust forward again, burying himself ball-deep.
I grunted with pleasure. My pussy sucked on him.
"What a tight, hot cunt," he groaned.
Chet kissed me then, plunging his tongue into my mouth and moaning. I sucked on it just like my pussy was sucking on his dick.
"Suck it! Suck it!" Uncle Robert groaned.
As I wrapped my legs around my brother, pulling him even deeper, I looked in that direction. Sara's head was bobbing up and down in his crotch. She had one hand on his balls and the other between her legs. Uncle Robert, with his eyes closed, seemed to be struggling to keep himself under control.
"Tell me. Donna," Chet growled in my ear as he fell into a steady fucking motion. "Tell Daddy how it feels."
"So good," I whispered, reaching for even more of his hard prick. "Your big dick feels so good in my pussy."
"Who's fucking you, Donna?" he asked.
"My daddy. My daddy is fucking me with his big dick," I answered.
Chet continued talking, asking me questions. I knew he was doing it to distract himself, but it was making me hotter than ever. I slammed my body against his, groaning as the first waves of orgasm crashed over me.
"I can feel you cumming," he moaned, fucking me even faster.
"Oh, Daddy," I wailed, my hips bucking out of control.
"I can feel that pussy getting hotter and tighter."
"Fuck me, Daddy!"
"I can feel it sucking on my dick."
And finally, I was there, completely lost in the throes of ecstasy while my brother pounded my pussy to a squishy pulp.
Across the room, my uncle roared and emptied his balls into his daughter's mouth. I heard her moaning around his meat as she swallowed his hot load. She squeezed his balls as if coaxing every drop of spunk up into his dick.
Chet waited until I caught my breath and then lifted his sweaty body off mine. He eased his dick out of my cunt and I gasped at the sudden, empty feeling.
"Turn over so I can give you the other thing you asked for," he said.
"You're going to fuck my ass," I gasped as I rolled onto my stomach.
"That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" he asked, pushing a wet finger into my ass-hole. You want Daddy to fuck your ass, don't you?"
"Yes," I hissed as I lifted myself onto my knees and thrust back against his hand.
Chet added a second finger to my rectum and pushed them both deep. He worked them in and out until I was groaning and rocking back and forth on my knees. Only then did he move into place behind me.
Turning my head to one side, I could see Sara just now releasing my uncle's limp dick.
My brother dipped his cock into my leaking pussy, wetting it thoroughly. And then he held my cheeks wide and placed the hard, hot knob of his penis against my anal opening.
"You're gonna love this," he promised as he applied steady pressure. "Daddy's gonna fuck your ass good."
Both of us yelped when his cockhead popped inside of me. Giving me time to adjust to his size, he reached between my legs and rubbed my clit. I shivered as little bolts of excitement rippled through me and found myself pushing back against his prong.
"You want more?" he whispered.
"Yes," I answered.
With that, he thrust forward gently. The first few inches of his dick stretched me even wider than his knob and I gasped. I knew from experience that this discomfort would soon turn to decadent pleasure. Burying my face in the pillows helped to muffle my squeals.
"More," I whispered after a few moments.
My brother withdrew until all but the head remained inside of my butt hole. Then he lunged forward again, giving me several more inches than before. He stroked my back and hips as he repeated this, going a bit deeper each time.
When I could feel nothing but pleasure, I pushed back against him. "Give it to me," I moaned.
"Don't forget who's fucking you," he reminded me as he gave me the last few inches of his dick.
"I won't, Daddy," I breathed. All that mattered right at that moment was having my ass full of hard man meat. I didn't care whose it was.
Chet held onto my ass with both hands as he fucked me faster and faster. Soon, our bodies were working together like a well-oiled sex machine. One minute, his meat was packed deep into my tight channel. The next minute, my butt hole was clinging to just the head.
"Oh, Christ," Chet hissed. His cock had already begun to swell and jerk.
I knew my brother was ready to explode. I was teetering on the brink of orgasm myself. Reaching between my legs, I rubbed my clit furiously. "Cum in my ass, Daddy," I wailed. "Squirt your hot cum in my ass-hole."
That did it! Chet roared and drove himself ball-deep into my ass-hole. The first hot spurt splashing into my bowels sent me over the edge. My ass clamped down on his cock, sucking him dry.
I sank down onto my stomach and Chet collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard dick still buried in my rectum. On the other bed, Uncle Robert and Sara were watching closely.
"Great show," Uncle Robert said, squeezing his daughter's breast gently.
"It just made me hot again," Sara said.
To my surprise, she slipped out of her father's arms and came toward the bed where Chet and I lay. She gently pushed him off me and went to work licking the white streaks of cum off of his cock.
By the time he was clean, I was ready for some attention myself. I rolled onto my back and reached for my cousin. She lay on top of me and we kissed, forgetting for the moment about the two exhausted men who were watching us.
"Let me clean you up now," she breathed.
"Only if you'll let me get that pussy ready for some more action," I bargained.
She grinned. "Deal."
With that, Sara turned her body around until her head was between my legs. I looked straight up into her fur trimmed pussy, inhaled her musky scent and watched her little clit begin to grow. I also noticed that some of Uncle Robert's cum was clinging to her inner lips. She moaned into my muff when I began licking her and that moan grew throatier as my tongue probed between her pink, wet lips. I groaned when I tasted his cum and began sucking.
At the same time, Sara's mouth covered my ass-hole and she began sucking.
"Watch her suck ass!" Chet exclaimed.
When she tasted his spunk, she sucked even harder and then began scooping it out of my rectum with her tongue. At that point, she began rubbing her pussy against my lips, bringing herself to a climax almost immediately.
Sara caught her breath and lifted her face from between my cheeks. "I want you to sit on my face," she told me.
I released her and she rolled onto her back. Then I knelt over her and buried my face between her legs. Almost immediately, she was thrusting her tongue deep into my ass-hole again, going deeper than before. I moaned and, unable to stop myself, rubbed my ass all over her face.
"Let me at that pussy." This was Chet. He was completely erect again and crawling between his cousin's legs.
"Somebody fuck me," Sara whimpered, and thrust her pussy at him.
Trembling all over, I sat up and made sure he was plenty wet enough with my mouth. With one hand, I held her slippery lips wide. I used the other to guide him home. The tiny mouth of her cunt looked even smaller next to his apple-sized knob. But he fit nicely and as he slid into her, she rammed her tongue into my ass-hole again.
Across the room, Uncle Robert was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking himself slowly. I motioned for him to join us. He hesitated for a moment, watching Chet sliding in and out of his daughter's pussy. Then he came closer and allowed me to rub his cockhead across my nipples.
Sara's tongue reaming my rectum was driving me insane. I sucked Uncle Robert's dick into my mouth and shivered as my orgasm began building deep in my belly. I could smell and taste her pussy on him. I sucked him deeper.
Chet was working his pussy prod in and out of Sara's cunt with abandon. She met him stroke for stroke, matching it with her tongue. He grunted when he saw me sucking Uncle Robert.
The taste of my uncle's pre-cum on my tongue added to my pleasure. I moaned around his meat and sucked harder. Sara's pussy was already fluttering around Chet's dick as she moaned into my ass.
Without warning, Chet howled and slammed into her forcefully. His body stiffened and his eyes glittered feverishly as he emptied his balls inside of her. My cousin came right along with him, grinding her pussy against his body and ramming her tongue as far up my ass-hole as possible.
Uncle Robert, thrilled by all this action, lost control at that moment. Hot spunk filled my mouth. I swallowed it. He poured even more. I swallowed that. And got even more!
I was the last one to cum, my fingers strumming my clit while my ass-hole pulled at Sara's tongue. But it wasn't my uncle or my brother or my cousin that I was thinking about. I imagined my father was watching us. Standing by the bed, he held his big dick in his hand. He was almost ready to cum. As I rode my cousin's face, I licked my lips and thrust my aching nipples in his direction.
"Cum on me, Daddy," I whimpered.
His hand was moving quickly now, his fingers nothing but a white blur. Then, suddenly, with a low roar, the little hole in the end would wink. And in the next instant, he would be spraying his thick, white cum all over my thrashing body.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The four of us had sat and talked the rest of the evening. The discussion centered around what had happened and how much we had enjoyed it. I told Chet and Sara about being with my mother and Uncle Robert confessed the same thing. Then he told us all about how his sexual relationship with his sister began when they were in college.
"We were raised in a very strict household," he explained. "Sex wasn't mentioned and you didn't ask questions. Somehow, one night when we were home on summer vacation, Billie and I ended up alone together. She wasn't a virgin, but she had a million questions and so did I." He shrugged, smiled and a dreamy, faraway look came into his eyes. "I was very lucky to learn from someone I could trust."
"It seems almost natural," I put in.
As it turned out, Chet had wanted me all along. And then Sara told Uncle Robert that she'd lusted after him for over a year.
"I guess maybe this family needs to communicate its feelings a little more clearly," Uncle Robert surmised.
We all agreed.
"That means you'll tell Uncle Vic you want to sleep with him?" Sara asked.
Suddenly, all eyes were on me.
I shuddered at the thought of telling my father point blank that I was hot for him. "He just seems so aloof, so unreachable," I told them.
"I'll be willing to bet that you'll find him wanting you, too," Sara assured me.
Both Uncle Robert and Chet nodded in agreement.
"Let me think about it," I finally said.
At that point, my parents came into the house. My mother looked absolutely gorgeous. She was laughing softly when my father pulled her into his arms. They kissed and he slid his hands down her back, pulling her close against him.
And then he noticed us.
"Hey, gang," he said as he continued to hug my mother.
"Enjoy your movie?" Chet asked.
"Huh?" My father seemed confused for a moment. "Oh, yeah, it was great!"
"If you'll excuse us, we have some unfinished business," my mother said. She looked me straight in the eye as if she expected me to say something.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
Then she took my father's hand and led him upstairs.
My heart ached to join them.
Sara was scheduled to leave the next morning. The guys all left for work, but my mother and I stayed behind to make sure she got started safely.
"I really appreciate your offer to stay here for a while," she said before climbing into her car.
"Nonsense. You're family," my mother told her. "If you feel the need to be close to your father, then this is where you belong."
"I'll be back in a few days," she said as she drove away.
We stood on the walk and waved until she was out of sight. Then I followed my mother inside. The house seemed strangely quiet as we poured a second cup of coffee and sat in the kitchen sipping it.
"You know why she wants to be near her father, don't you?" I asked.
"He's fucking her," my mother answered with a little shrug that made her breasts move seductively. "Just like he's fucking you."
"How do you feel about that?"
Again, she shrugged. But this time, a smile flitted across her face. "There's nothing like keeping it in the family."
"I want Dad," I blurted. "I want him to fuck me."
"So?"
"How do you feel about that?"
"There's plenty to go around," she answered.
"I don't know how to get his attention," I said. Couldn't she see I was pleading for help.
"Just let him know how you feel," she said softly, and patted my hand.
"I guess I'm a little bit afraid." It was the first time I'd admitted that, even to myself.
"Afraid of what?"
"Afraid that I won't know how to please him. Afraid that he won't find me attractive."
"Do you want me to show you how to turn him on?" she asked.
I nodded.
My mother took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. She sat down on the bed. "Pretend I'm your father," she said. "Strip for me."
I was actually trembling as I began removing my clothes. Slowly, I pulled off my T-shirt. My shorts followed and that left me wearing nothing but a bra and panties. I could see my mother's nipples growing hard as I unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. I peeled my panties off my hips, letting her see the wet crotch. And as I lifted my foot to kick them off, I made sure she caught a glimpse of pink between my swollen lips.
"Not bad," she breathed. "Come closer."
I walked toward the bed on shaking legs. Her warm hands caressed my breasts and then slid downward, caressing my hips and thighs. She kissed my navel while running her fingers back up my inner thighs. I gasped when her fingers brushed against my wet hairs.
"Your father-likes to know what you want," she warned me, running her fingertips up and down my wet slit. "He'll expect you to tell him when you want his fingers, when you want his tongue."
"Oh, God!" I groaned and thrust my pussy toward her hands. And then suddenly, I understood what she meant. "Hold my lips apart and look at my clit," I whimpered. "Look how big it is for you."
My mother parted my furry patch with two fingers. Her hot breath caressed me and then she rubbed the tip of my magic button with a wet finger.
I gasped and shuddered. Heat flooded through me and my clit began to throb. "Lick it," I managed to whimper.
Sticking our her long tongue, my mother worked the tip around and around my clit.
"That's right," I whispered. "Put your finger inside of me."
She worked just the end of her finger into my soupy hole and made an ever widening circle there. My throaty sounds of pleasure filled the room as I held her head tight against my crotch.
"Give.. .give me two fingers," I grunted.
My mother added a second finger to my hole and pushed them both deep. I spread my legs wide and squatted on her hand, groaning with pleasure. She lifted her mouth from my clit and pumped her fingers in and out quickly. Lewd, wet sounds came from between my legs and my mother watched my juices puddle in her palm.
"Are you about ready for something else?" she asked.
"Y.. .yes," I answered.
"You'll have to tell me," she reminded me.
"I want your tongue, Daddy," I whispered, finding that it was easy to play the game.
Pulling me onto the bed with her, my mother held me close. She kissed my mouth and I tasted my own pussy there. I sucked on her tongue hungrily and ground my pussy against her thigh. As before, she worked her way down my body with agonizing slowness, first her hands and then her mouth.
Finally, I was on my back, legs spread wide, humping my mother's face. Only, with my eyes closed, I pretended it was my father. A talented tongue darted all over my snatch, licking, tasting, probing until I was gasping with pleasure. It stayed on my clit until I was so close to cumming I could almost taste it. And then the tongue moved on, worming its way deep into my hole.
"That's what I need," I moaned. "I need your tongue stuffed in my pussy."
The tongue went impossibly deep, feeling almost like a prick, thrilling me beyond words. I held my legs high and wide as my orgasm began building again.
Suddenly, my mother moaned and pulled her tongue from my twat. The hot, wet tongue slid down my crack toward my ass-hole. And after a quick rimming, it was shoved inside, spreading my butt hole wide.
"Yeah, eat my ass," I squealed, my hips bucking out of control.
The fingers worked my clit expertly. And the tongue in my ass seemed to know just when I'd had enough. It returned to my pussy, delved deep inside and brought me off like a rocket. My imagination was so vivid, I know I called out to my father when I came.
In fact, I was surprised when I opened my eyes and gazed down at my mother's blonde head. She was licking me slowly, scooping up my flowing juices with her tongue and fingers. She even sucked the droplets of moisture from my hairs.
"Are you ready for something else, Donna?" she asked, her voice husky.
"I need a dick," I told her sadly. "I need my daddy's dick."
"I've got the next best thing," she said with a smile.
And then she crawled off the bed. I watched her undress and then she opened one of her closet doors and stepped behind it. "Wait till you see this," she said.
I lay there on the bed, squirming against the cool sheets impatiently. My nipples were painfully hard again and the heat had returned to my pussy. At long last, my mother stepped from behind the closet door. She was wearing one of my father's shirts, which was much too large for her.
"What on earth.. . " I began.
And then I saw the erection. It was making a tent in the front of the shirt and it looked huge and inviting. About halfway to the bed, she unbuttoned the lower part of the shirt and a huge cock jutted out from between her legs.
For a moment, I was totally confused.
"Do you like it?" she asked, caressing her cock lovingly.
"It's beautiful," I answered. Obviously, it was a dildo of some sort-a very realistic one with a heavily veined shaft and bulbous knob-but that didn't matter. What mattered was that it was all mine and I could imagine it belonged to anyone I wanted.
"Suck it for me, baby," she purred as she came toward the bed. "I love it when you suck my dick."
On my hands and knees, I licked my way up and down the fake dick. Soon, it was covered with my spit, wet and warmed by my mouth.
"That's right," she said, stroking the top of my head. "Get it good and wet for that sweet pussy."
I sucked it into my mouth, taking it as deep as possible and then swirled my tongue around it lazily. God, it felt so real I could almost feel it throbbing!
My mother moaned softly and fucked my face for a few moments. Little wet sucking sounds filled the room as my lips slid up and down her pole. She even guided my hands between her legs where two bloated balls swung back and forth. My thoughts whirled in confusion. My mother had suddenly sprouted a huge cock and balls. Right at that moment, though, I didn't want to discuss this transformation. All I wanted was that dick. My pussy was screaming for release.
I pulled my mouth off of it and rolled onto my back on the bed. "Fuck me," I whispered, exposing myself to her lewdly.
She crawled onto the bed between my legs and licked my nipples as I guided the rubber dong to my pussy. Lifting my ass off the bed, I forced the head inside of me.
"Go slowly," she groaned. "Your father-likes to go slow at first."
As badly as I needed to cum, I slowed down and let her set the pace. Sweat beaded on her upper lip as she inched the dildo inside of me. Little by little, it filled my pussy to capacity and by that time, the itch was so intense I could hardly stand it.
"Please, I need to cum," I groaned.
"Do you want your daddy to make you cum?" she asked as she withdrew all but the head of the dildo.
I nodded and reached for it. "Yes, please, Daddy."
This time, when she gave me the dildo, she moved a little quicker. And with each thrust, her movements became faster and faster. Soon, our bodies were slapping together rhythmically, the bed dancing with our lusty bucking.
I had felt my clit swell up earlier and now my orgasm was doing the same thing, deep in my belly. It was like a balloon and with every thrust of the dildo, it was pumped up larger. Our breathing came in ragged gasps as I took every inch of the dildo and reached for more.
Finally, my mother slid her hands down my back to my ass. She literally worked me up and down on the dildo. God, she was fucking me just like a man and I vaguely wondered how much practice she had had at this.
"Rub your clit," she grunted, looking down to where my pussy was clinging to the greased-up sex toy.
Shaking all over, I did as she asked, squeezing my slippery nub between two fingers. She began fucking me again. Within minutes, I was flying off into orbit, shrieking out my pleasure.
She allowed me to come down a little and then a gush of warm liquid flooded my cunt. All I had to do was close my eyes and imagine my father shooting his load up inside of me. That set me off again and this time, she climaxed right along with me.
We lay in each other's arms for a little while in the rumpled bed and then I reached down between her legs to make sure I had not imagined the big dick.
"It's a strap-on dildo," she explained. She guided my hands to the straps and buckles that held it in place.
"And it's always hard," I added.
"But I felt the cum," I told her.
"The balls are filled with warm water. I give them a squeeze when I'm ready and it shoots into your pussy."
"Where did you get this?" I asked. "And why?"
"Your father bought it for me right after he found out that I enjoyed being with other women," she said. "He-likes to watch sometimes."
"And that's where you were last night," I concluded.
She nodded. "Now, if you're tired of talking, I have a pussy that needs some attention."
Together, we removed the dildo from her and I buckled it into place on my own body. I looked at myself in the mirror as I strutted around the room. God, it looked and felt like the real thing!
"Would you like to watch?" she asked as she opened the closet door wide.
I stared in surprise. The inside of both doors was nothing but a full length mirror. She pulled out two side panels on the door and I could see myself from three different angles.
"Now," she began as she moved to her hands and knees on the floor, "you can watch your mother get fucked."
As I knelt in place behind her, she spread her legs. I pushed two fingers into her hot pussy. They were immediately coated with her oils.
"Grease up my ass-hole," she grunted.
I did as she asked, thinking she wanted the dildo in there. When I was finished, she reached for a small box and pulled out a slender, plastic dick-shaped object and handed it to me.
"This is a butt plug," she explained. "Stick it in my ass."
Again, I followed her instructions, watching as her rectum squeezed the butt plug hungrily.
"Now, give me that dick," she groaned.
Holding my dick in one hand, I held her lips wide with the other. I wedged the knob against her wet hole and pushed. It slid into her easily and both of us groaned as it disappeared.
"Fuck me, baby," she grunted, pushing back against me. "Fuck me till I scream."
I held onto her ass with both hands as I fell into a steady fucking rhythm. Her juices boiled out of her pussy, out around the pistoning dildo, and I watched her cunt lips squeeze it. Looking straight ahead, I could see her face, contorted in ecstasy. She was pushing her nipples against the coarse carpet. To the side, our reflection was even more erotic. We looked for all the world like a man and woman fucking furiously. As I watched her, rocking back and forth on her knees, I felt the flickering pleasure of an orgasm flash through me. I found that if I worked my body just right, the base of the dildo pushed right against my clit.
"Fuck me, Vic," she growled.
Now she was pretending that I was her husband! The idea added to my excitement and I fucked her even faster. At the last minute, I remembered the butt plug and I began working it in and out to match my thrusting dick.
"That's what I need, baby," she howled. "Oh, I'm almost there."
And then I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My eyes glittered feverishly, my nipples were as big as my thumb and my whole body was covered with a fine sheen of sweat. The muscles in my hips and thighs bunched and tightened as I reamed my mother's pussy with my dick.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I grunted, slamming into her with all my strength. At the last minute, I pulled the butt plug free and pushed two fingers into her ass-hole.
Her climax hit full force, taking over her body completely. I shoved the dildo in to the hilt and ground my clit against it. My groans of release mingled with hers and then we collapsed on the floor in a sweaty, tangled heap of arms and legs.
"Your father is going to love fucking with you," she whispered. "And I'm going to love watching."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
As it turned out, getting my father into bed with me was quite easy.
The next day, I came home from school, ate lunch and then went upstairs to change clothes as usual. I wasn't due to be at the office for about an hour, so I took my time. As I stood there, trying to decide what to wear, I began thinking about the strap on dildo and the way I had used it to fuck my mother.
"I'll have to show that to Sara," I said to my reflection in the mirror.
And then I squeezed my breasts together, palming my tingling nipples. Suddenly, I was so hot, I could hardly stand it. I dropped my hands lower, cupping my mound. The front of my panties was warm and wet and I smiled at myself in the mirror as I eased them down off my hips. When my blonde bush came into view, I stroked it lovingly until it was halved neatly with two swollen lips.
"Sara will love it when I fuck her. She can pretend it's her father or maybe Chet," I continued my one-sided conversation.
At the same time, I held my lips apart and gazed at my glistening wet clit. It was erect and I gasped when I touched the sensitive nub. Then I wet my fingertips with my tongue and rubbed the wetness on my clit. Again, I gasped and a fresh flood of juices bubbled up in my pussy.
Eager to see more of myself, I squatted lower and spread my legs apart. There were my pink, wet inner lips and the tiny mouth of my cunt. I gave it a finger to suck on and it did so.
"I'll bet my father would love to experience this," I said to myself. "I'll bet he's never had a pussy this tight or this hot."
I pushed my finger deeper and worked it in and out a few times. I rocked my clit with my palm. A groan came from deep in my throat and I shuddered through a mini-cum.
Soon, two of my fingers were sliding in and out of my pussy and my groans were steadily growing louder. I gazed at my jiggling breasts in the mirror and licked my lips as my eyes glazed over with lust.
Too weak to stand any longer, I backed onto the bed, spread my legs wide and fingered myself with abandon.
"So fucking good," I said to my imaginary lover. "Your dick feels so fucking good."
Just to prolong this incredible moment, I pulled my fingers free and worked them down my crack toward my butt hole. Because they were wet, they slipped inside easily. I moaned as my tight tunnel squeezed my plunging fingers and held my legs high and wide.
"Donna."
The sound of someone saying my name brought me back to reality with a thud. And then I saw my father standing in the doorway to my room.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Masturbating," I whimpered.
My thighs were still pulled back against my chest, crushing my nipples. He had a perfect view of my fingers stuffed into my ass and my cunt juices drooling down around them.
"I know you're a grown woman," he began, "but I guess I didn't realize how grown up you were."
"I am a woman, Daddy, and I need things a woman needs," I said to him. I was encouraged by the growing bulge in the front of his slacks. "Right now, I need a dick-your dick," I breathed.
He did not respond, did not move. I pulled my fingers out of my ass and lowered my legs. Then I used my fingers to smear my pussy juices around and around on my twat. I showed him my pink inner lips. I showed him my wet clit.
"God, you're beautiful," he breathed, finally moving on into the room and coming toward the bed. "You smell like a bitch in heat."
"I am a bitch in heat," I told him. "Taste me."
He crawled onto the bed with me then and sniffed my wide open cunt. I shuddered through another orgasm and forced myself to lie still. Finally, his tongue snaked out and the point wiggled up and down my slit.
"Oh!" I gasped and squirmed on the bed.
"You taste just like your mother," he moaned as he licked me with long, sensual strokes of his tongue.
"Just lick me, Daddy." Now I didn't have to pretend. "Eat my pussy."
He gave me what I wanted, little by little, until I was grinding my pussy all over his handsome face. With his tongue sliding in and out of my hole, he manipulated my clit perfectly with his fingers. Just when he thought I was ready to cum, he teased my sweaty ass-hole with a finger from his free hand.
Grunting, groaning, my ass bouncing all over the bed, I experienced my first orgasm on the end of my father's tongue. It was incredible! The longer I thought about it, the longer my pussy spasmed. Finally, he brought me down to earth slowly and then pulled out of my grasp.
' I lay there trembling as I watched him undress. I longed to run my fingers through the thick hairs on his chest. My hands itched to stroke his muscular thighs. But I was too weak with desire for him to even move.
And then his dick appeared. I'd seen it before, of course, when I watched him with my mother, but it was now hard and throbbing just for me. He stood in front of me fondling himself slowly. I'd seen that before, too, but now it was my pussy he was staring at. I fingered myself briefly and then held my lips wide just to show him how hot I was.
"Let me taste you," I moaned, reaching for him.
My father returned to the bed. He straddled my face. I curled my fingers around him, pumped him a few times and then rubbed his swollen cockhead back and forth across my lips. I licked his velvet-tipped prick from time to time, which made him groan. And then I began planting little wet, sucking kisses up and down his shaft. The hard, hot muscle throbbed against my mouth, thrilling me.
"Take it in your mouth, baby," he whispered.
I opened my mouth just wide enough to allow me to swallow the end of his dick.
"That's right," he moaned. "You know how to make me feel good."
My father humped my face, sliding his cock back and forth on the cradle of my tongue. Slowly, he fed me more and more of his prong and I began squeezing him with my lips as I teased his sensitive spot with my tongue.
"Suck your daddy's cock," he groaned, working his hips a bit faster.
I moaned around his meat and tried to keep track of every sensation. Gushers of sweet pre-cum coated my tongue. I swallowed them hungrily and probed into his hole for more. His ragged breathing filled the room, punctuated by an occasional gasp. His balls brushed against my chest as I squeezed his ass with both hands, pulling him even deeper.
And then, suddenly, he was pulling out of my grasp again.
"I have to fuck you," he moaned as he moved his cock down my stomach. It left behind a wet trail of spit and pre-cum. And then he rubbed the knob around in the damp, tangled hairs of my cunt.
"Daddy, I need it so bad," I moaned, holding my legs even wider for him.
A movement to my left drew my attention away from my father for a moment. Uncle Robert and my mother were rolling around on the other bed. They were both naked and, from the sound of things, they were ready to go at it, too.
When had they arrived? I gave my father a questioning look.
He didn't seem to notice them at all. It seemed like the only thing he was interested in was the wet mouth of my pussy sucking on the end of his dick.
"Damn, I get so hot watching him fuck another woman."
This was my mother. She had moved to her hands and knees on the bed facing us. Even as she watched, my father placed my ankles over his shoulders and began pushing his prick deeper into my body. I don't know which excited me more, knowing she was watching or experiencing my father's dick for the first time.
"Hot.enough for this?" Uncle Robert asked as he knelt behind her.
And then, with both hands on her ass, he drove the full length of his cock into her with enough force to make both of them grunt.
"All you can give me," she moaned loudly. Her eyes never left my sweaty body.
"Okay, Sis, you asked for it," Uncle Robert grunted.
After he settled down to some serious fucking, he began watching us, too.
By this time, my father's cock was buried to the hilt. He withdrew it as slowly as he had entered me and then lunged forward again. I gasped as his thick meat stretched me wide and scratched my itch.
"You are so hot and so tight," he moaned, fucking me a little faster, a little deeper.
"And you are so big, Daddy," I heard myself whimpering.
The wet sound of my mother's pussy being pounded to a squishy pulp came from the other bed. Her groans had steadily turned to guttural, grunting sounds matching those coming from Uncle Robert.
Bolts of electrical excitement flashed through me and I gasped. "I want it all, Daddy. Give it to me."
That seemed to be all he needed to cut loose. Sweat poured off of his body as he fucked me alternating between short, teasing thrusts and long, deep ones that made me grunt. I bucked upward, taking everything he had and begging for more. God, it felt as if I would never get enough of his meat.
"Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me!" I howled.
On the other bed, my mother was chanting the same thing over and over. Her nipples were pressed into the mattress, her ass thrust high in the air. And her brother was giving her everything he had.
The sight caused my pussy to pulse and flutter around his plunging cock. My orgasm loomed closer and closer.
Sensing that I was close to cumming, my father began working his hips in a small circle. He rode high on my mound, mashing my clit between us. I felt his balls slapping my upturned ass. And then I looked up and saw his sweaty face. It was a mask of lust, more handsome than ever before.
"I'm fucking my daughter," he said between clenched teeth. "I'm fucking her sweet little pussy."
"Yes, Daddy," I breathed as my body began to jerk out of control. "You're fucking me, Daddy, and I love every minute of it."
Across the room, my mother cried out suddenly. And then she began to grunt as her climax hit. I could hear my uncle pounding against her, their bodies slapping together wetly. And then I was cumming, too, squirming around on the end of his dick like a fish on a hook.
When I regained control of myself, my father was still hard and throbbing inside of my pussy. T want to fuck you some more," he said simply.
In response, I squeezed my pussy tightly around his dick.
Uncle Robert and my mother were changing positions. He was on his back now. She held his dick steady by the base and squatted over it. He gasped as she teased him with her wet cunt.
"Do you like that?" my father asked when he noticed me watching them.
I nodded.
With one smooth motion, he rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. With a low groan, I sank down onto him, watching as my blonde hairs mingled with his black ones. Content for a moment just to enjoy this, he ran his hands all over my body. He cupped and caressed my breasts, handling them with just enough of that rough/gentle touch to make me gasp. And then he slid his big hands downward, kneading my hips and thighs.
On the other bed, my mother was already bouncing up and down on top of her brother. He thrust upward, matching her steady rhythm. His hands, too, were roaming. But even though my mother was thoroughly enjoying him, she was watching me and my father through a lusty haze.
Seeing that set me in motion. I lifted myself off my dad's dick until just the head remained tucked inside of me. And then I sank down onto him again. He liked that, moaning and squeezing my ass to let me know that he wanted me to do it again.
I repeated the process several times. Soon, I was sliding my pussy up and down his pole with abandon.
I caught one of his big hands and guided his fingers to my clit. He rubbed the sensitive bud to match my steady humping and brought me off in just a matter of moments.
Across the room, my mother was cumming, too. And from the sound of things, Uncle Robert lost control this time. His throaty grunts coincided with his savage, upward thrusts.
"Turn around," my father whispered. "I want to see everything."
Lifting myself off of him again, I turned so that I was facing the opposite direction. Now, I could see my reflection in the mirror over the dresser. I looked like a stranger, my hair a tangled mass of blonde, my eyes glazed with lust and my breasts topped by strawberry-sized nipples.
I felt like a stranger, too. As I sank down onto my father again, he held my ass cheeks apart. Now, not only was he watching my wet pussy devour him, he could see my puckered anus winking.
"Ride it, baby, ride it," he grunted, urging met o start moving.
That excited me and I gasped as I began moving up and down. My movements became faster and faster as my excitement built. I was rubbing my own clit this time, thrilled by the things his fingers were doing to my ass-hole.
And then, suddenly, there was a hot tongue replacing his fingers.
I glanced over my shoulder, surprised to see that my mother had joined us. It was her hot, wet tongue worming its way into my rectum.
"Oh, God!" I groaned and bucked faster.
My father's groan echoed mine and I realized she was probably licking his slime-covered prick every time it appeared.
And then her fingers replaced mine on my clit.
"Jesus, Billie," my father groaned. "Jesus, you're going to make me cum."
That was the last coherent sentence he spoke for a while. The rest of it was garbled obscenities, grunts and groans and then a low roar as his cock exploded deep in my pussy. My climax hit almost immediately after that. And with my mother's tongue in my ass and her fingers on my clit, the orgasm grew more intense instead of subsiding.
Now, I barely recognized the animal-like sounds of pleasure coming from my own lips. And the stranger in the mirror was more beautiful than before.
And in the midst of it all, I was aware of Uncle Robert lying on the bed, watching the show.
Eventually, I was helped off of my father's cock. Since the bed was so small, I ended up on the floor with my mother. We moved into a 69 position, with me on top. While the two men watched, she sucked my father's scum from the cup of my cunt. I licked her clean, moaning at the taste of Uncle Robert's jizz. And then we both jerked and bucked through orgasms that were even more intense than the ones before.
All in all, that first experience with my father was a memorable one. We spent most of the night fucking as if there was no tomorrow. And the next morning, when we woke up together, we were at it again. I knew I would never get enough of him and I think he felt the same way about me.
Oh, there would be other lovers for both of us.
After all, he was a married man. And I had Uncle Robert and my brother to keep me occupied most of the time. But from that night on, whenever we came together as a man and a woman, it would be a mutually satisfying experience that neither of us could deny or forget.
EPILOGUE
At first glance, the small gathering of people in the spacious back yard appeared to be having a small family reunion. Even though their coloring differed-some had dark hair and some were strikingly blonde, it was easy to see that they were all related. They all had those deep blue eyes that set them apart from others.
They were obviously a close-knit family, too. Lots of touching and hugging and laughter. The younger ones, actually young men and women, chased each other playfully and rolled around in the sweet summer grass. The older ones watched with indulgent smiles on their faces.
And then, without much warning, there was a subtle pairing off. A dark-haired man who appeared to be related to the older woman slipped his arm around a tall, leggy redhead. She snuggled against him and lifted her mouth for a kiss. When the kiss ended, she had a dreamy look on her face and her hard nipples made little tents in her skimpy shirt.
The older woman of the group seemed to center her attention on the handsome young man. She had rounded, more womanly curves than the two young women, but her big breasts rode high on her body and her stomach was flat and firm. The young man sat on the ground at her feet and she ran her fingers through his thick dark hair. He kissed her knee from time to time, making little wet circles with his tongue up her inner thigh. She bent forward and whispered something to him. He chuckled and peeked down the front of her blouse.
There was a young blonde woman in the group. She appeared to be completely entranced by the other older man. Standing behind the chair where he sat, she nibbled his ear and then licked his neck.
The conversation between the couples ebbed and then stopped altogether as evening settled over the scene.
The young man was no longer just running his tongue up and down the older woman's thigh. He had his face pressed into the crotch of her shorts, bringing low moans of pleasure from her lips. She lifted her ass off the seat only high enough to allow him to remove her shorts and panties. And then she sank back into the chair and spread her legs wide, giving her eager cunt lapper all the room he needed.
Chet dived into his mother's sweet pussy tongue first. He loved the womanly taste and smell of her and he moaned as her juices coated his tongue and ran over his lips. Her pussy clutched at his teasing tongue and her guttural sounds of pleasure grew louder.
"God, you do know how to suck your mama's pussy," she told him, each word punctuated by a quick gasp.
In answer, Chet continued to slurp noisily at her flowing juices. He brought his fingers into play, rubbing her clit with one hand and inching fingers from the other into her sweaty ass-hole. He knew how much his mother loved that and he never failed to give her what she wanted.
Finally, she lay back in the chair, covered her aching breasts with both hands and began grinding her pussy all over his face. Chet slid his hands up under her ass and pulled her onto his tongue, making sure he touched every nook and cranny inside of her cunt.
On the other side of the patio, the redhead had had enough of watching. She wanted to get in on the action. She stepped out of her shorts and pulled off her top and she was naked. She rubbed her nipples against the older man's cheek. He turned his head and she allowed him to lick them briefly. Then she came around in front of him and straddled his lap. She placed her wet pussy right over the throbbing bulge in the front of his shorts. He squeezed her ass with both hands and pulled her even tighter against him. At the same time, he buried his head between her breasts, licking the sensitive skin there.
"I could make you feel much better if I was out of these clothes," Robert told his horny daughter.
With an impatient whimper, she lifted herself off of him. Together, they fumbled with his zipper and when that was down, she reached inside his pants with both hands. His hard, hot meat filled her fingers, throbbing against her palm. He was already wet with excitement and she took a moment to lick that off of his knob.
"Jesus, Sara," he hissed, and pushed his dick at her face.
"Not tonight, Daddy," she told him as she held his stiff cock steady with one hand. "You're going to fuck this pussy tonight."
He growled low in his throat as his daughter sank down onto him, engulfing his meat in the hot, wet velvet of her cunt. She was so tight it hurt and so hot he felt as if his dick was going to melt.
"You know how to fuck my pussy," she moaned. When he was buried to the hilt, she placed her hands on his shoulders and began a slow up and down movement that drove both of them wild.
The other couple, the young blonde woman and her older lover, had been dancing to soft music coming from the radio. Now, they too began shedding clothes, touching and fondling each other while they kissed passionately.
"I want to fuck you right here, right now," Vic told his daughter. His voice was literally shaking with desire.
"From behind, so we can watch the others," she insisted.
And then the blonde turned around and knelt on the bench of the picnic table. Thrusting her white ass high into the air, she pushed her wet pussy toward her father. He guided his prick to her overflowing hole and eased himself into her in one smooth motion.
"I love it when you take me like this," she breathed, looking at him over her shoulder.
"You love it when I take you any way," he replied as he teased her with only his cockhead remaining in her body.
She squeezed it with her strong inner muscles and he could not help but thrust forward again, burying himself to the hilt.
"You love it this way, too, Daddy. Don't deny it," she purred, obviously in control of the situation.
A low moan from Chet captured their attention momentarily. He was standing now with his fingers tangled in his mother's long, thick hair. She was sliding her mouth up and down his prick, teasing him with her tongue, squeezing him with her lips. She moaned, too, as a gusher of pre-cum bubbled onto her tongue. With one hand between his legs, she coaxed more of the delicious fluids up into his dick.
Little wet sucking sounds floated through the warm summer air as she bobbed her head faster and faster.
"Mom," he groaned, almost pleading with her. "Mom, I can't take much more of this."
But she did not stop or even slow down. She was so intent on tasting his strong, young spunk that she barely heard him. Even as his body began bucking out of control, she sucked. His groans of release reached their ears. And then her throaty moans could be heard along with the sound of her gulping down his healthy load.
Donna turned toward her cousin, Sara, who was riding her father's prick to oblivion. Wet sounds came from that direction, too, as she bounced up and down on his lap.
"Fuck me. Daddy, fuck me," she squealed.
Donna could see her Uncle Robert's hands on Sara's ass. He squeezed her cheeks hard and pulled her down onto him even as he thrust upward into her hungry hole. She was amazed at how well they worked together, even though they had been lovers only a short while.
"I'm cumming!" It was Sara and she was moving even faster.
Uncle Robert grunted.
At the last minute, Sara stood up, pulling herself off of his cock and began rubbing her clit furiously. "Shoot it on my ass," she shouted.
Uncle Robert's hands flew up and down his slimy pole and soon, he grunted again. Even though the only light came from inside the house, Donna could see her Uncle's dick pushed up between Sara's cheeks. It began to spurt, sending thick, white streams of cum up into her crack.
Sara squealed and her body convulsed as her orgasm hit.
Her father's thick goo splashed onto her puckered anus, making her self-induced orgasm even more intense.
Behind her, Donna's father was watching the whole thing. He pumped in and out of her faster and faster, pulling her back against him at the same time. Her orgasm built, subsided and built again as she watched Sara and Uncle Robert. Then she realized that Chet was eating her mother out again.
"Daddy, make me cum," she breathed.
Vic was feeling pretty much the same way. He loved watching his wife cum, whether it was his dick getting her off or another man's tongue. And watching her with Chet set him on fire.
He fucked his daughter harder and faster, driving his dick in to the hilt. Reaching underneath her, he caught her erect clit between two fingers and pinched it rhythmically.
"Yes, Daddy, yes," she hissed.
And then she was cumming, her pussy growing tighter and tighter around his prick. The heat was incredible. When her cunt began sucking him, there was no holding back. He rammed himself to the hilt and groaned as he emptied his balls deep in his daughter's receptive body.
Later, the girls would lick each other clean while the men watched. And then they would change partners and everything would start all over.
"Your Aunt Helen is supposed to be here early tomorrow," he whispered to Donna as they both struggled to catch their breath.
"How is it going to feel seeing your lesbian sister after all these years?" she asked.
"The question is, how is she going to feel when she learns that we're keeping it all in the family," he asked as his cock slipped out of her, dribbling cum down the back of her thigh.
Donna caught the drooling cum on her fingertips and licked them clean. Her fingers returned to her pussy again and again, scooping up his spunk and taking it to her mouth.
"I just hope we can talk her into enjoying some dick, too."
"Come on, guys, let's go inside." It was Sara. She was holding Chet's cock in one hand and Uncle Robert's with the other.
