The process of growing up and passing through adolescence has been characterized by great inner turmoil, uncertainty, and tremendous pressures from family, close friends, and peer groups. Certainly, in our complex society, the problems youths now face seem more marked than ever before.
Amy Sanders is a young girl who is embarking upon her own special journey into adolescence. Plagued with powerful emotions, sometimes fearful of the drives and desires she feels, she finds herself experiencing a series of explicit encounters with members of her family that change not only her view of herself, but her life.
HOT NEW DAUGHTER-the story of a young girl coming of age. A story of how others view her.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"Wait a minute, Billy, stop it!" Amy Sanders squealed, reaching down between her bare legs and flipping her boyfriend's cock back between their bellies. "It went down by my pussy!"
"Oh Amy, I know it," Billy moaned, his balls aching. "Come on, let's fuck just this once. You know you want to."
"I said no and I meant it," she said, sliding her naked body around underneath his. "If you don't like it this way, you can just forget it!"
Billy sighed and started dry humping her again. His prick was hard as a rock and it slithered around between their bodies, leaving a trail of fuck-juice across both their bellies. Their crotch hairs mingled and the tip of his prick dipped into Amy's belly button. But he would much rather have been dipping it into her cunt. After all, they'd been going steady for almost a month. How long did a girl need?
Amy wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's back and hugged him to her. Despite her words, she had nearly given in to him this time. Her cherry cunt was sizzling with lust, and something long and hard and thrusting would have felt very good in there. But, as always, she resisted the temptation. It just didn't seem right to fuck here, now, with Billy. It just didn't seem like the time to do it. She didn't know just when the right time would be, but she was sure that she would know it when it came and this just wasn't it.
Still, right time or no, her pussy quivered with desire. Billy's cock was very hard as he fucked it between their bodies. She wiggled up against it, feeling how rigid and big it was. Her little pointed tits throbbed. God, could she even take a boy's prick into her body? she wondered. Would she stretch that much?
"God, Amy," Billy whimpered, "I need to come real bad. Can't you suck it just a little bit?"
That gave Amy an idea.
"I'll suck you if you'll suck me," she said boldly, her pussy clutching while she waited for his answer.
"All right!" the boy exclaimed, pulling away from her and reversing his position on top of her. "This is going to be great!"
"Yeah,"' Amy agreed, "great!"
His prick bounced around her face and she grabbed for it. Capturing it, she jacked it in both hands, feeling how hard and slick it was. Then, as she brought her lips against its spitting tip, she gasped and pulled back involuntarily as his mouth first touched the tender meat of her pussy.
"Oh!" she gasped, her sensitive pussy-meat recoiling. "Oh Billy!"
Then she lunged forward, taking his prick-tip into her hands. She heard him sigh with lust, too, and then his mouth found its place on her blonde pussy. Amy was blonde all over, from head to toe, with delicious curves of pink skin in between. Billy ran his hands between her legs and pulled them apart, burrowing his head against the soft, blonde down that covered the delicate morsel of her pussy.
Amy sighed and opened her thighs. His mouth felt very good on her drooling cunt. Yes, she thought as Billy's tongue slipped in and out of her open cunt-hole, I'm gonna miss him this summer, that's for sure. She wiggled back against his lips, her cunt-mouth kissing his face. I'm gonna miss him a lot!
"Mmmmm, now you suck me, too," Billy mumbled, his lips bumping against her cunt-mouth as he spoke. "Come on, fair is fair!"
Pulling her head back, Amy opened her mouth as he pushed his rigid prick between her lips. His prick was so hard she could barely maneuver it into sucking position. But once it bobbed between her lips, she pulled on it eagerly. She sucked out his salty-tasting pre-cum and puckered her cheeks inward, caressing the tip of his prick wonderfully.
"Yeahhhh," Billy sighed ecstatically, "that's it!"
Amy kept one fist around the base of his prick, jacking it. She liked the way his cock felt in her fingers, so masculine and strange. She also liked to control their sucking and this kept Billy from feeding her more prick-meat than she wanted to take. She liked to suck cock, but she liked it best when she could regulate things.
All during the school year, she and Billy had been messing around. She'd thought they'd have the whole summer to play, too, but that was not going to be. A few weeks ago she'd gotten an invitation from her father to come and visit for the summer. Her father! Amy couldn't believe it. She hadn't seen her father or her brother, Andy, since she was tiny, before her parents had divorced. She really wanted to stay at home and mess around with Billy all summer, but there was no choosing between him and his great cock and her real father. She just had to go!
So really, this was her last date with Billy, at least, until fall. She knew she would have been sad about it, had she been going anywhere else. But as it was, she was too excited to be upset. She was going to get to spend the whole summer with her real dad and Andy! There was just no matching that.
"Yeah, eat me, baby," Billy said, his cock jumping around in her hands. "Yeah!"
His tongue fluttered all around her pussy, making Amy feel very good. She stretched her legs wide-apart, feeling how the cloth of the beach towel beneath her tickled. At least they weren't directly on the grass, she thought. Her mother always questioned her about how she got her back so dirty. But there would be no such questions today. She and Billy had gotten smart.
"Ummmm," she moaned, his prick stuck between her lips.
His tongue poked in and out of her cunt-tunnel, fucking in deeply. Amy had never had , anything other than Billy's tongue and fingers and, of course, her own fingers, inside her pussy. She was saving her cherry for that special day with that special someone. But, as Billy's mouth brought her to new heights of passion, she hoped that day came soon. It was getting harder and harder to wait.
She twisted herself around, helping him tongue-fuck her. His prick lolled around in her mouth, spurring him on to eat her out real good. She bent her knees and drew her feet toward her ass, making Billy dig deeper for the gold of her pussy-juice.
But Billy didn't mind. He'd have done almost anything if it meant Amy Sanders would suck his prick. Every time they did something like this, he always wished the rest of the guys could be there to watch. Him with Amy! It was great.
He thrust toward her as much as he dared. He knew she didn't like to be forced to suck his prick, he'd learned that the hard way. But he wanted to fuck and so he did the best he could, gently sliding his prick-tip in and out between her sucking lips, pretending he was penetrating her pussy. God, he wondered, what would that be like? Would he ever get the chance to find out? His balls spasmed just at the thought of it.
Amy's ovaled lips were the perfect target for Billy's surging prick. She kept her hand tight around his cock-base, her fingers gripping extra-hard once he started his fucking motions. She licked her tongue around and around the taut head of his prick, licking at the spongy skin and poking at his pisshole. Sometimes it flared open so that she thought her tongue might even penetrate it.
"Oh! Easy!" Billy grunted, her tongue playing too rough. "Just suck him nice, okay?"
Obligingly, Amy pulled back, turning loose the tremendous suction she had had on his prick. Then she bobbed her head up and down, sliding her lips along the first couple of inches of his throbbing prick-meat. She swallowed often, taking down the fuck-juices that escaped from his prick and her own spit as it collected in the back of her throat.
"Yeahhhh," Billy sighed, encouraging her. "I like that!"
Amy pushed her pussy up against his mouth, telling him with her body to talk less and fuck more. Her pussy was slick with juices and wide-open with lust. She needed his tongue roaming around inside of her, not lolling out of his mouth because she was sucking his prick so good.
Billy got the message and went back to work on her cunt-mouth. He ground his teeth against the soft meat of her pussy-lips, his tongue wiggling around deep inside her. Waves of cuntjuice ran down his throat and he had to swallow to keep himself from drowning.
Wiggling her ass around on the towel, Amy fed him her cunt and kept pulling erotically on his prick. The hotter he made her with his mouth, the more she took out her arousal on his hard-on.
His fingers reached into the sweaty bush of her cunt and felt for her hairy outer pussy-lips. Amy had a lot of hair on her cunt and that had surprised him the first time he'd gotten her panties off. But the hair on her pussy, like the hair on her head, was very, very blonde and did nothing to hide her pussy. Even looking right into the dense growth, Billy could still see everything she had.
He rubbed his fingers along her outer cunt-lips, feeling how her pussy seemed to magically open up to his touch. Gently, he pried her pussy open, giving his tongue more room to work. He looked up inside her pussy-hole, taking in the sight of the dark tunnel and the bright pink of her cunt-meat. Then he began licking again, covering with his tongue what he had just looked at so carefully with his eager eyes.
Amy moaned, her inner cunt-meat delightfully assaulted by his probing tongue. She gave his prick a squeeze of thanks and stuffed more of his prick-shaft into her mouth. She felt Billy jump with excitement and she torqued down on his hard-on, ready to suck the life right out of it.
Her tongue ran up along the underside of his quivering prick, bringing him further thrills. She zigzagged it around his sensitive cock-seam and heard his whimpers of lust. Although they were young, she and Billy had spent enough time experimenting with each other to know how to have a very good time and today, on their last day together, Amy pulled out all the stops.
She let his prick go, moving her hand down to play with his balls. Immediately Billy slid a bit more of his prick-shaft into her mouth and, almost to his surprise, she took it! Feeling bold, Billy gave another little jerk of his hips and more of his cock entered the puckered oval of Amy's lips. Ready to pull back if she struggled or got mad, Billy nearly fainted with excitement when she only clamped her mouth down tighter against as much of his cock as she could.
"Oh fuck!" he panted, his exclamation thrilling the hot meat of Amy's open pussy.
Slowly, she drew her head back, dragging her lips along the shaft of his prick. Then, with equally maddening slowness, she pushed her mouth forward, torturing Billy with her measured motions. His eyes rolling back into his head with pleasure, the boy dove into her pussy with new-found enthusiasm.
"Mmmmm!" Amy exclaimed, her scream muffled by his sucked cock. "Mmmmm!"
Billy scooped up more of her slippery cunt-juices and then spread them over her taut clit.
Amy jumped and gave another cry as he used his tongue to knock her clit this way and that. She returned his lust, drawing her head back along the entire length of his prick, her teeth grating along his sensitive cock-skin with just the right amount of pressure.
She whimpered and swooped her tongue back along the bumpy length of his prick. Her mouth felt every vein and ridge of his prick and she didn't think his big fuckrod had ever been harder than it was right now. A cock that hard just had to feel good in her little pussy. But then she felt an especially nice twirl of his tongue against her cunt-meat and she came back to her senses. This wasn't the right day for fucking, and his lips and mouth and tongue were doing her just fine, anyway.
He took hold of her clit with his lips, pulling on it. Amy felt like he had hold of her very soul as he twisted it around. She shuddered and shook, those familiar warm feelings starting to form inside of her again. She bit down on his prick, her teeth midway up his turgid fuck shaft.
"Owh!" Billy said, jerking his head away from her pussy. "Be careful, damnit!"
"Sorry," Amy mumbled, crying out more from the loss of stimulation to her pussy than to any damage she might have done to his vulnerable prick.
Their bodies rocked together, their heads bobbing and their mouths munching. Amy was more careful now, not wanting Billy to take his mouth away from her pussy for even an instant. And Billy was more aggressive, too. His balls were beginning to boil and he wanted to heat Amy up to that level, too. He'd wanted to fuck on their last day together and he still hoped that, if he got her hot enough, she might let him slip it to her just this once.
His tongue wiggled against the pinched end of her clit as he held it between his lips. He pushed against it hard and then held back, changing his tonguing pressure to keep Amy squirming. His lips puckered tight around the base of her clit, keeping the little blood-engorged fuck-button standing straight up.
"Ohhhhhh!" Amy moaned, his tongue working wonders that were felt all through her body. Little tremors of orgasm jolted her already, making her whimper. "Ahhh! Ohhh! Ummm!"
Amy's hips started humping, it was an involuntary motion. She tucked her cunt-mound down and then twisted it back up, moving with the commands of her lust. Billy's hot breath followed her, keeping pace with her wiggling pussy no matter which way she shifted and danced.
Billy knew that he almost had her and that was good, because he was almost there himself. After they came this time, maybe he could convince her that a real fuck would be the best thing to do next. Immediately his balls twisted and turned, and he pushed the exciting thought out of his head for fear he would come right now.
Amy's lower body worked harder and faster, bouncing up against Billy's munching face. She tugged on his prick with her mouth, responding in kind to his fabulous sucking job. His prick seemed to be expanding in her mouth and she struggled with it, nearly overcome by its girth.
"Mmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" she moaned.
Her pussy tightened up, her pussy-walls closing in on each other. Amy could just imagine then what it would have felt like to have something big and strong inside her cunt. She would have clamped down around it, her muscles caressing and loving it. Her pussy would have lathered it with its juices and then she would have come around it with all her strength.
"Ahhhh!" she cried, taken over by her orgasm. "Ahhhh!"
She spat his prick out of her mouth and held it in her frantic hands. Her mouth gaped open and she gasped for air. She didn't even realize that her two fists were pounding up and down the length of Billy's prick. She only knew that she felt like her insides were floating, mixing themselves up and making her crazy.
Billy's tongue was nearly ripped from his mouth by the hot convulsions of her pussy. The wet, velvety hold of her pussy muscles clamped down on his tongue, pulling on it as if they would never let it go. Billy tried to keep his tongue wiggling while his girlfriend came, but it was impossible. Her cunt held him too tightly to allow for any motion at all.
But there was plenty of motion on his prick that Billy couldn't help but notice. Amy's cries and shudders of climax were an inspiration to the boy, and just seconds after she began to dance the dance of ecstasy, he felt his prick turn loose with its own fountain of lust.
"Ohhhh noooo!" she cried, realizing too late what was about to happen. "Ohh Billy, no!"
But there was no stopping the creamy flow of cum that spurted out. Nor was there any way to keep that white geyser from covering Amy's ecstatic face with its thick jism. She held his climaxing prick near her face, her hands pumping on it, and by the time she felt the first of many hot blasts against her creamy features, it was too late to do anything.
"Billy! Stop!" she gasped, twisting her face from side to side to avoid his cock-cream. "Ahhh, stop!"
But Billy was helpless. His orgasm had paralyzed him with joy, and he could only grunt and buck his hips, working out all of the cock-juice Amy's sucking mouth had gathered in his balls. He gave her quivering pussy an occasional lick, just to keep her going, but now his main concern was his own enjoyment.
Dribbling to a stop, his prick jerked its way into Amy's hair, leaving its last deposit there. Then it slithered down one of her creamy cheeks, resting finally against her chin.
"Oh, how gross!" Amy said, struggling up and out from under Billy. She wiped her face on the beach towel, cleaning his jizz from her skin. "Yuck!"
"Sorry," Billy panted, excited by the sight of her pretty face covered with his jism. He thought she looked lovely. He took her in his arms and kissed her slippery lips. "Now you wanna fuck?"
Disgusted, Amy pulled away.
"No thanks," she said, gathering up her clothes, "I gotta go home and pack. Have a nice summer!"
Chapter Two
Bob Sanders rushed in the door and poured himself a whiskey. He tried to tell himself that he wasn't nervous, but he knew it wasn't true. Just because he had to drive to the airport in less than two hours and pick up his oldest child, a girl he hadn't seen in fifteen years, why should he be nervous? He downed the amber liquid and then bounded upstairs.
"Hey! Hi, you two!" he called to his two younger daughters as he knocked on their door and then entered. "What'd you learn in school today?"
He scooped up his youngest daughter, Susan, and gave her a noisy kiss on the cheek.
"Oh Daddy, stop it," she said, "and it's summer, in case you hadn't noticed."
He looked across the room to where his other daughter lay, stretched out on the bed wearing a pair of headphones. Her little body rocked to the beat, her knees bent back as she rested on her belly, her feet dancing in the air.
"So are you two gonna be friends with Amy when she gets here?" Bob asked, moving over to sit on Sarah's bed and remove her headphones. "After all, you're her sister, too."
"Sure, Dad," Sarah said, taking back her music. "We'll show her a good time."
He stroked her long dark hair and nuzzled the back of her neck. Sarah reached up and ran her fingers through his hair and scratched at his scalp with her nails. Then she turned her face and let him kiss her in a very unfatherly manner.
"Wanna show me a good time first?" Bob asked the girls when he turned his lips away from Sarah's. "I don't have to leave for a while."
"Just the three of us?" Susan asked, her heart already pounding. "Nobody else?" "Just us," Bob said, lunging across Sarah's bed to catch hold of the younger girl. "And we can do anything you want. It's your choice."
"Mine! Really?" Susan squealed, clapping her hands. "Oh boy!"
Bob pulled gently on her thin arm. The little brunette rolled onto the bed with her father and sister. The three of them tossed and turned, tickling and pinching and poking each other playfully. The girls squealed with laughter, and Bob felt his cock bulging out the front of his dress pants. Not wanting to wrinkle them, he stood up to take them off.
"Wait! I get to do it!" said Susan. "It's my choice!"
Susan sat on the bed while her father stood up in front of her. She giggled when she saw what his hard-on was doing to his work clothes. Her daddy had such a nice big prick!
Slowly, as if she were unwrapping a package, Susan unhooked the front of his pants and eased his zipper down. Then, as she had done many times before, she slid her fingers into his fly and took hold of his prick, feeling how big and strong it was. She stroked it inside his pants a few times and then wrestled it out, bending it with some effort.
"Eeeee!" she cried. "I love it!"
From on the bed, Sarah watched her little sister with interest. Although she sure wished that she had her hands on her father's prick, she was not jealous of Susan. She knew that her father was a fair man and her turn with his prick would come soon enough. She licked her lips as she watched Susan turn his hard-on over and over in her small fingers.
Bob pushed his pants down the rest of the way and then stepped out of them while Susan toyed with his prick. Her fingers were so small and soft. They felt incredibly good on his hard-on. He reached down and touched her soft, dark, curly hair, thinking what a lucky man he was.
"Oh, honey," he said when she leaned forward and blew a blast of warm air against the rigid shaft of his prick. "Ohhhh, Susan ..."
His first marriage had been a disaster. The only good thing that had come out of it were the kids, Amy and Andy. After the divorce, Amy had stayed with her mother and he had taken custody of Andy. There was no sharing, no visits. He and Marlene had cut ties with each other completely-until he'd called Amy and invited her for a summer visit.
Despite the bitter taste marriage had left in his mouth, he'd tried it again and, so far, at least, it seemed to be working out perfectly. He and his second wife, Ester, had two lovely girls and Andy adored them. His second marriage was different in almost every way from his first, Bob knew, especially now as his youngest daughter went down on him, that the most important change he'd made in his relationship with the rest of his family was sexual. The family that sleeps together stays together, he always said, and neither his wife nor any of his children disagreed with him.
"Mmm," he moaned, thrusting forward and bobbing his prick into his daughter's mouth. "Come here, Sarah. I've got just the job for you."
Before she went to him, Sarah stood up on her knees on the bed and took off her clothes. Her father watched her disrobe with hungry eyes. Her teenaged body was just in full bloom, her curves lush and full, and her tits upturned and perky. Her long dark hair swirled around her shoulders, brushing across the creamy expanse of her white back.
In the past year or so, Bob had watched the dark cunt-hair between his oldest daughter's legs grow in full and dense. Now, as Sarah knee-walked nude across the bed toward him and her sister, Bob didn't think he had ever beheld a more lovely sight.
"Stand up next to Susan and let me suck your pretty tits," he said, reaching out for her and drawing her to him. "That's it, ohhh, mmmm!"
His lips encircled one of Sarah's ripe tits and noisily around his prick, but his own sucking was soft and controlled. Sarah's head rolled back and she arched herself toward her father, feeding him all the tit-meat he could handle.
"Daddy," she sighed, her pussy tingling because of what he was doing to her tit. "Touch my pussy, Daddy, please? It's so hot!"
Sarah's request was soft and whispered, her words thick with lust and emotion. Gently, her father's hand slid down between their bodies and one of his thick fingers slithered up into her pussy.
"Ohhh," she moaned, bending her knees and moving up and down on his inserted finger, "Ohhhhh!"
Susan moaned, too, her lips stretched around her father's cock. She liked to suck him off almost as much as she liked to fuck him. Anything that her father could do to her with his prick was fine with Susan.
She thrust her face forward, filling it with her father's cock-meat. Her tongue wiggled along the underside of his prick and she heard her father sigh with lust. His pre-cum drooled down the back of her throat and she swallowed it down greedily as if someone else would get it if she didn't act quickly.
Beside her, Susan looked up around Bob's watch his fingers fuck in and out of her sister's pussy. The smell of Sarah's cunt was heady in the air, and Susan breathed it all in. She liked pussy, too, it was something her mother had taught her to enjoy.
Sarah jumped up and down, taking her father's fingers deep into her cunt. She liked the way they made her feel-all full and happy. He wiggled them around inside of her, touching places his cock never could. Sarah ground her hips, moving them around and around, adding to the wonderful sensations her father's fingers brought to from her tender young pussy.
Then Bob drew his fingers out of the girl's cunt, wet with pussy-cream. This he smeared all around Sarah's upthrusting clit and immediately he felt the girl jerk with orgasm. Sarah was known for her quick fuse and Bob lit it now with his stroking fingers.
"Oh, Dad!" she gasped, her body nearly tumbling forward as she came. "Oh! Ohhhh!"
Bob kept one hand around her waist, steadying her. His other hand kept pumping into her climaxing pussy, fucking her just as long as she wanted to be fucking. Creamy rivulets of pussy-juice ran from the inner depths of her pussy and coated his fucking fingers with an oily white ooze. Bob cupped his creamy palm against the quivering mound of her cunt and massaged her drooling cunt-juices right back into her quivering skin.
"Mmmmm!" Sarah moaned, her head thrown back, her long hair tickling the top of her twitching ass. "Mmmmm!"
Bob moaned, too, as he felt one daughter's cunt muscles clamp down around his fingers while his other daughter's lips sucked the life right out of his hard-on. Susan's mouth was the eighth wonder of the world. He couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to have given life to one of God's absolutely horniest creatures.
"Baby!" he gasped. "Oh, you suck so good!"
Sarah whimpered as her orgasm passed and then she crawled toward the middle of the bed. There she huddled up, hugging herself. But Bob knew it would only be a few minutes before she was recovered and ready to go again.
In the meantime, he and Susan rocked together. Her little mouth took in nearly all of his prick. His cock-tip slipped and slid all around the interior of her mouth, poking against her inner cheeks and stretching her face this way and that. Her tongue was a marvel as it danced and stroked his prick, seeming to touch him everywhere at once.
As she sat on the edge of the bed, moaning as she gave her father a blow-job, Susan could feel her pussy heating up like crazy. She shifted her weight from one ass-cheek to the other, hoping to find a big of relief. But her sexy gyrations only served to heighten her own arousal and she knew she needed to get off, too, just like her sister.
"Wait, Daddy," she gasped, pulling away from Bob's cock and shifting around. "If it's still my choice, I've got a better idea."
"Honey, wait-"
But it was too late. Bob bit his Up and wrestled with himself to keep his prick under control. For an instant it bobbed around in the open air, its thin layer of Susan's spit cooling in the breeze. But then Susan took hold of it again, this time with her little hand.
"Okay," she said happily, "I think we'll both like this a lot better."
Bob grinned. The little minx had undressed and turned on the bed and now she was kneeling away from him so that the tip of his cock poised at the entrance to her pussy. She leaned forward, raising her ass into the air, and then she tucked the end of his prick up inside her pussy lips.
"Mmmm, see? Better, huh?" she asked, her voice thick with lust.
"Yeah!" Bob croaked in agreement. "You sure were right, hon."
Glowing under her father's praise, Susan pushed herself back along the thick shaft of his prick. His cock opened her pussy up and she twisted her ass around as his prick disappeared up into her. She put her face down against the mattress and looked over to where her older sister was sitting. Sarah's eyes still looked glazed with satisfaction, but Susan reached out and took hold of her ankle anyway, giving it a shake.
"Ummm," she moaned, her father's prick hilted in her pussy, "come here."
Sarah looked up as her sister spoke to her. She didn't seem to understand what it was that Susan wanted her to do.
But if Sarah was confused by her hot little sister's wants and needs, Bob certainly was not. His prick surged forward in the tight ring of her uplifted pussy and immediately his balls spasmed. Susan's little cunt was the finest, tightest thing he'd ever had the pleasure of fucking, and no matter how often he stuck his prick into her, it still felt just as good as it had that very first time when he had popped her cherry.
If Susan had known her father's thoughts, she would have agreed with them completely. She arched up, bending her father's prick and exerting well-appreciated pressure upon it. She felt totally filled with prick-meat, and her inner cunt-muscles jumped for joy as they made room for Bob's big, fucking prick.
Susan glanced at her sister again and saw that Sarah was slowly coming back to life. Sarah always came fast and very hard, and it always took her a while to get back into the mood after she had had an orgasm, everyone in the family knew that. But once she was ready to roll again, there was no stopping her.
"Come over here," she said, pulled Sarah toward her. "Let me eat you out. Come on!"
Susan's words finally penetrated her skull and Sarah slid her ass back across the bed. Then she lay back, opening her pussy up for her sister's eager tongue.
"Oh!" she exclaimed when Susan's cool tongue made contact with the hot, red flesh of her offered cunt-hole.
Susan went for her sister's creamy pussy, diving right into her drooling fuckhole. She liked to suck cunt under any circumstances, but now, when her sister's pussy was slick with the juices of her recent orgasm, Susan really craved the oozing moisture.
Bob continued to fuck her from behind as she turned her lust loose on Sarah's quivering pussy-meat. He and Sarah looked at each other, their eyes sharing a rising level of lust as Susan went crazy between them. Her pussy pulled and caressed her dad's hard-on and her mouth and tongue turned her sister's pussy into a swirling cauldron of burning lust.
"Yeah, eat her up!" Bob said, his words quiet but intense. "Clean her out and suck her dry!"
Both girls loved it when their father talked that way around them. It made them realize just what a sexy, erotic-minded man he was. They loved their dad, and they loved to fuck him. Neither girl could ever have imagined a family that was not as intimate as theirs.
"Oh, Susan!" Sarah whimpered, bending her knees and shifting the position of her sister's sucking mouth. "Ohhh, tongue me good!"
Susan's lips clamped down around her sister's greasy little clit and she sucked in, drawing it out. Sarah's cries of ecstasy grew again and Susan eased back. She knew she could make her sister come in a minute, but she didn't want to, at least not yet. She wanted a chance to play with the older girl a little bit more, first.
Her own lust was soaring as she gyrated between the other two fuckers. Her dad's prick was trenching out her cunt beautifully, and she anticipated his fuck-thrusts and slid right along with him, rocking with his lust. Her pussy tingled, her moist cuntal walls teased and aroused by her father's quickly fucking prick-shaft.
Like a pig at a trough, Susan gorged herself on her sister's pussy-cream. Her tongue plunged in as far as it could go and her pretty face was smashed right into the juicing hairy juncture of Sarah's crotch. She whipped her tongue across Sarah's clit and fucked her with it, making the older girl wiggle with lust, and beg for more.
"I'm gonna come again!" Sarah exclaimed, her body nearly on fire with excitement. "Here it comes!"
She lurched up, her body flopping around oddly. Her fingers fanned out and she grabbed at the air, searching for something to match her exploding lust. But there was nothing to fight with, nothing to grab. The only thing she could share her thrills with was the empty air.
"Owwww!" she howled, exciting the other two fuckers with her cries of lust. "Oww! Oww!"
Bob felt her howls of lust against his balls. Her moans and screams made him hotter than a pistol and he shoved his prick into Susan's tempting pussy one last time, feeling the pressure building. Then, as her pussy muscles danced around his hilted cock and he held his breath, he lost control. His jism pumped out in powerful spurts, filling her tight cunt and splashing onto her thighs.
"Oh, child!" he gasped, falling forward over her and sending his prick into her that much deeper as he came. "Oh, honey! Oh!"
Susan was left gasping her air as her father filled her up with his most recent load of fuck-cream. Her slippery face rested flat down against the bed, her body heaving with her own sizzling lust.
"Mmmmm!" she cried, her words muffled against the bedclothes.
She reached back behind her ass and took hold of her father's humping ass-cheeks. She pulled him to her, making sure that she had all of his cock-meat as a tremendous orgasm blasted over her.
Bob thrust wildly as his cock was jolted this way and that by the power of Susan's come. Her pussy twisted around, squeezing his prick and making him wonder if he'd ever get out of his little girls' room alive.
"Easy, honey, easy," he said, comforting Susan as her moment of wonder passed.
Nearly exhausted, the little nymphet collapsed forward on the bed. Her father's prick pulled from the depths of her cunt and along with it came a white stream of their combined fuck-juices.
Bob kissed her back and ruffled her hair. Then he looked over her toward her dresser and the Mickey Mouse alarm clock that stood there. He felt his stomach jump. Their little quickie had lasted longer than he had realized. He had to hurry or he'd be late picking Amy up at the airport!
"Thanks, babies," he said, giving each girl a kiss and then gathering up his clothes. "I love you."
Chapter Three
The first few days Amy spent with her father and his family were like a dream come true for the girl. All those years it had just been she and her mom, the two of them against the world. Now she not only had a father and a brother, but a step-mother and two little sisters! Amy couldn't believe it. She had a real-live family!
Immediately she felt herself drawn to her brother. She and Andy were just a year apart in age and she felt a closeness to him. When he spoke to her, she heard her own thoughts. It was like Andy was a male version of herself.
More than the others, Andy took it upon himself to show his sister around town. They went to the movies together and drove out into the country and watched the clouds. Andy wanted very much to put the moves on Amy, but whenever he tried to steer the conversation toward sex, his sister carefully steered it in another direction. Soon the boy began to think that his pretty blonde sister was still a virgin.
"So do you have a boyfriend at home?" he asked her one day as they lay in the grass, watching the sun go down.
"Nah, not really," Amy replied, feeling her brother's eyes traveling all over her body. "You got a girl?"
"Nobody special."
They lay there, listening to their own breathing and the sound of the grass rustling around them. Amy couldn't help but be reminded of her last afternoon with Billy. Billy! That seemed at least a lifetime ago.
"Pretty girl like you, I'd guess there'd be lots of guys after you," Andy said, rolling over onto his side and looking down into his sister's face. Amy giggled nervously. "Some try, I guess." "And you let 'em?" Andy pressed, leaning forward, his face getting closer and closer to hers. His hand rested tentatively on her stomach.
"Andy! No, of course not! What do you think I am?"
"I think you're beautiful," he said, leaning farther forward, ready for a kiss.
But Amy had no intention of kissing him. He was her brother, even if they hadn't seen each other since they were children.
Frightened, she rolled away from the lurching boy, her motion upsetting his balance and making him fall forward, nearly landing on his leering face.
"I think we better go home now," Amy said properly, standing up and brushing herself off. "The sun's almost gone, anyway."
A little miffed, Andy stood up, too. He didn't understand her. None of his other sisters minded when he wanted a little loving.
"Yeah, okay, let's go."
He tried to take her hand as they walked back to the car, but she moved her hand away from his and crossed her arms in front of her budding tits. Andy sighed heavily and plodded on.
In the car he tried to make conversation, but Amy was like ice. She just looked straight ahead, staring at the countryside as it zoomed by them. When he pulled the car into the driveway, she was up and out of her seat before the car was even stopped all the way, and she disappeared into the house without even speaking to him.
"Fuck!" Andy said, slowly getting out of the car.
His prick was stiff as a board in his jeans, and he knew he had to do something about it soon or die. Maybe one of his sisters could give him a little satisfaction.
"Hi, Mom," he said, passing through the kitchen where his mother was working on dinner. "Susan or Sara home?"
"Sorry, they're both out," Ester replied, looking away from the big pot of soup she was making only briefly. "How as the drive?"
Andy groaned and shifted his prick around in his pants, trying to find it a more comfortable position. "Swell, just swell. You pretty busy?"
Ester just kept on stirring, the steam rising up around her face. "Umm, I just started this soup and then I thought I'd bake some cookies. How does chocolate chip sound?"
"Swell," Andy repeated, walking away, his rigid prick aching, "just swell."
"Dinner in about an hour!" she called after him as he hobbled his way upstairs.
He passed by the closed door to his sisters' room and heard the radio playing. He knew that Amy was in there and he wondered what she was doing. Was she thinking about him like he was thinking about her? God, she was so beautiful!
He threw himself down on his bed, stretching out long on his belly. He twisted his hips from side to side and felt the resulting pressure on his cock. He couldn't believe it. There were four women in this house, every one of them able to satisfy his prick and here he was, with a hard-on that wouldn't quit and no cunt to stick it in. It just wasn't fair!
With a groan, he flipped over onto his back.
As he unbuckled his pants and kicked them off, he thought again of Amy. So what if she was a virgin, he could take care of that! Didn't she know how much he wanted her? Couldn't she feel it? He lay back and wrapped his fingers around his throbbing prick, feeling that.
"Yeahhh," he sighed, "guess I'll just have to give myself a hand if no one else will."
His prick was so stiff it felt strange, even to his own touch. He gave his cockshaft a hearty squeeze and watched a few pearls of pre-cum bubble up and out. These he wiped off with his thumb, spreading them all across the taut-skinned head of his prick and watching how the moisture glistened there.
His hand massaged the juicing tip of his prick.
He cupped his palm and rolled it around his prick-tip. Intense sensations blasted up to his brain and he wiggled back against the bed, propping his head and upper body up with both pillows.
These days he didn't beat off much. Usually he could find someone around the house who wanted to fuck. But today, with Amy turning him on and then turning him down, he was left to his own devices. He was so hot he couldn't even wait around for Susan or Sara to come home. One of them would surely have at least given him a quick blow-job.
His hand massaged the end of his prick, constantly spreading out his leaking fuck-juices. His fist snicked up and down the shaft of his prick, his pre-cum making smacking, slurping noises as he rubbed skin on skin.
The shaft of his cock stood up proud and tall. At first he worked it over one hand, his other hand resting casually on the bed beside his hip. He leaned back into the pillows as he heated himself up and thought of the latest object of his lusty desires-Amy.
While Andy would never have said that he was tired of fucking with his mother and sisters, he could admit that he would not have minded the opportunity to test some new pussy. His father always tried to encourage them to keep their fucking at home, and so none of the kids had real boyfriends or girlfriends. Bob was worried that if it got out how sexually experienced his children were, someone might wonder where they'd learned all their tricks, and Andy could understand that.
So they slept with each other, doing things most people took years to discover and, for a horny teenaged boy, it was the best life in the world and Andy really appreciated it. But at least for right now, he would have appreciated it even more if his real sister, his new-found blonde sister, his soul-mate sister, would have opened her legs for him and let him fuck her.
"Ahhh, Amy, come on," he sighed, his eyes closed, visions of his sister floating through the darkness.
But even in his own fantasy, Amy turned her back on him and walked away.
"Wait!" Andy cried, his fingers tightening on his prick. "I'll stop! Wait!"
For a moment she turned and smiled at him, her shining face lighting up the darkness around her. She even reached out for Andy, offering him her hand. So caught up in the fantasy, Andy took his hand from around his hard-on and held it out to his dream girl. But, instead of taking it, Amy laughed and pulled her hand away, running away into the darkness.
"You tease!" Andy said, snapping his eyes open and attacking his hard-on with new vigor. "Fuck!"
He gripped his prick tightly, watching his cockhead swell and bulge with collected blood. Then, keeping his grip just as safe and secure as ever, he started to jack himself, his fingers exerting just the right amount of constant pressure.
Andy's head rolled back on the pillows again, and he stared up at the ceiling. Very faintly he could hear the sound of the radio that Amy was listening to and he imagined her dancing, dancing with the pounding rock beat. He imagined that she was a good dancer, her lithe ^ body rolling with the music, her hips swaying to the beat.
Again his eyes grew heavy and he closed them, picturing his sister dancing, dancing naked, her hair swirling around her back, her arms reaching out for him.
Pre-cum bubbled up from his balls. It rolled out of his piss-hole, and Andy's pumping hand spread it all down the sides of his prick-shaft. His whole prick was slick with it, and his jacking hand slid up and down very quickly, his self-supplied fuck-lube greasing the bumpy inches of his prick-meat.
His free hand clawed absently at the bedspread. His fingers worked it over, playing with it as he wished he could have toyed with the silky strands of Amy's long, lustrous hair. Both Susan and Sara were dark, and so Andy had never fucked a blonde girl. Would the hair on her pussy be blonde, too? he wondered.
Amy's body swayed faster and faster as the faint music reached Andy's ears. Her tits rolled across her chest, and he could see the bumps of her ribs. She was so thin, so fine and thin he felt sure he could put his hands all the way around her slender body.
"Baby!" he mumbled, his hand flying up and down his prick-shaft. "Dance on over this way, Amy, honey!"
Magically, she listened to him and moved toward him. Then Andy could see that her pussy-hair was indeed blonde and fine. He licked his lips and kept pumping his hand up and down his prick. The closer the imagined girl came to him, the harder his cock got and the faster his hand raced up and down its rigid shaft.
"Yeah, come on," Andy said softly, his words hot and hoarse. "Come right up here!"
Amy danced over, her naked feet shuffling. She turned away from him and he saw how her little ass bounced when she danced. Her asscheeks tensed and rolled, moving with the music. The little round mounds fit perfectly on the tops of her slender legs. There were no bumps, no bulges. Her creamy flesh rolled together, flowing smoothly and perfectly to form her incredible body. Andy's eyes burned into" her flesh, his imaginary Amy the epitome of female form and beauty.
His balls ached from the creamy pressure that built up inside them. They churned against his inner thighs and at the end of each of his sliding, jacking strokes, he felt their hairy hotness against the side of his jerking hand. He spread his legs apart more, giving his taut ball-sac room to move. His whole crotch area felt superheated. He jerked off faster, fanning the flames of his own lust.
The fantasy of Amy sizzled past him, nearly touching him with her glorious body. He could smell her now, that soft, erotic smell of a woman who was hot to fuck. Andy knew then that she wanted him. She wanted him a lot, he could tell that now, and he wanted her just as badly.
His prick throbbed in his fingers and he smashed down on the tip of it with the flat of his palm. More pre-cum oozed out, clear and excitable.
For an instant he opened his eyes and looked down at his prick. He didn't think it had ever been this hard before. It looked ready to explode. Andy snapped his eyes shut again. He didn't want to see the jizz flying out of the end of his cock, he already knew what that looked like. He wanted to see Amy, that was a sight he knew he would never get enough of.
His imagination caught up with her just where he had left her. She was still dancing, dancing for her own and his amusement. They were alone, the two of them filling up the entire world. Andy's hard prick surged up from his groin and the dancing girl looked down at it. Then she licked her lips and looked back up at Andy.
"It's for you," he said out loud, pumping his crotch up off the bed.
She danced away from him and Andy almost got up to follow her. But he thought better of it and remained where he was, his fist hammering from one end of his prick to the other. Their eyes were locked together and Amy's were filled with lust that Andy knew was for him. She shuffled away from him, her body bent slightly at the waist, her arms working back and forth, moving with the rhythm of the music.
His prick seemed to dance, too. Andy's fingers tried to keep it under control, but it was impossible. He knew that the end was near for this hard-on, but he held off, wanting his lovely fantasy of sweet Amy to go on forever. He wanted her to shimmy back toward him and take his aching prick in her soft little hands.
"Come on, honey," he said, holding his prick out for her, offering her his very soul. "It's for you. Come on, take it."
She turned on her naked heel and sauntered back toward him. She shook her tits at him, and Andy thought his prick would jet off right there. Then she made a sexy little circle, showing him her body from every angle. Andy's eyes grew wide and he gulped. The pressure in his balls was rising and she hadn't even touched the tingling shaft of his hard-on.
"Hurry," he gasped, "I can't hold out much longer!"
But just as she did in real-life, the fantasy Amy took her sweet time. His balls heated up until Andy thought the top of his head might fly right off with the pressure. His hands squeezed his prick while he jacked it and he moaned with the pain of need. His whole crotch was wet with the sweat of excitement and the constant drool of his prick-lube.
"Mmmmmm," he said softly, his fantasy more real than ever.
Finally Amy came toward him, her blue eyes smoldering. She bit her bottom Up slightly, her white teeth turning it darker red. She bent forward. He could feel the heat of her tits as she bent over him.
The ends of her long blonde hair almost touched him and he felt certain that he could smell their clean, flowery fragrance. She was all around him and he no longer remembered that she was only a figment of his imagination. For the love-struck, horny boy, Amy was there, she was real, and his prick shot off, his jizz spurting in her smiling face, "God, Sis, oh God!" he gasped as his balls let loose. "Amy!"
His hips bucked up and he turned loose with the load of cream his balls had cooked up. His creamy jizz shot out of the tip of his prick and then dribbled back down all around him, soaking his crotch and bed with gooey droplets. His hand just kept pumping, his eyes squeezed shut to try to keep Amy in focus. But, as the cream drained out of his balls, she seemed to fade like an old photograph. As Andy sputtered and gasped with orgasm, she lost all shape and form, finally losing herself completely in the darkness behind his closed eyelids.
"Amy, Amy wait!" he said, his eyes popping open.
At first he was almost startled to find himself alone in his own bedroom. Then, slowly, reality crept back in around him and Andy realized that it had all be a dream, a fantasy borne of lust.
"Oh shit," he mumbled, thinking how real it had all seemed.
He rested a moment, his heart still pounding. Then, just as he was about to get up and clean himself off, he heard his mother's voice.
"Dinner everybody! Kids, come on down, supper's ready!"
Hurriedly, he cleaned up and pulled his jeans back on. His soft prick was easily tucked down into his fly. Then he thundered down the stairs and paused just for a second before sliding into his seat at the table. Susan and Sara and his father were already seated, as was Amy, his sister, the girl of his dreams.
Chapter Four
After dinner, Amy and her sisters went back upstairs.
"I think Andy likes you," Susan teased, giving Amy a push that sent her sprawling back on the bed. "Did you see the way he was looking at you at dinner?"
Susan and Sarah shared a girlish laugh, making Amy blush. She had indeed noticed how much attention Andy had paid her during the meal; it had made her uncomfortable then and it made her even more uncomfortable now. He was her brother, for heaven's sakes!
"He's just glad to see me again after so much time," she said, trying to ignore their suggestive chortles.
"Yeah," said Sarah, "he's got a banana in his pocket and everything!"
The two sisters squealed with laughter, falling back on one of the beds and rolling in each other's arms. Their legs entangled and they wrestled together like puppies, tumbling and romping and laughing.
Amy tried to just ignore them. They were so immature sometimes! She took out a book and started to read, losing herself in the fast-moving fiction. She could still hear Susan's and Sarah's shrieks and cries, but she paid them no attention. If they wanted to act like children, that was their business. She put on the headphones.
But as they wrestled and twisted together, Susan and Sarah began to have thoughts that were anything but childish. Their hands touched places most sisters never shared and their legs pushed tight into their crotches, making all their pussy-juices flow. Gradually their playing took on a different tone, a non-competitive tone, a sexy tone.
"Ummmm!" Sarah moaned when her sister kissed her. "Mmmmm!"
The older girl returned her little sister's kiss, pressing her mouth tight against Susan's. She reached back behind Susan's head and twisted her fingers in the smaller girl's dark curls. Then she plunged her tongue into Susan's mouth, making it duel and dance with her sister's eager tongue.
Susan's hands were everywhere on her sister's front. She opened Sarah's blouse and touched her naked skin. Neither girl ever wore a bra, they found them too confining. Besides, when it was time to fuck naked, it was just one extra piece of clothing that had to be removed.
As Susan panted with excitement, she spread her fingers out over Sarah's fine tits, sliding her hand from one tit-mound to the other.
As they heated themselves and each other up, the sisters looked over at Amy. The music blasting in her ears, her nose in a book, she was oblivious to their sexy play. They had kind of hoped to bring her in on some hot pussy-sucking action, but if she wasn't interested, that was her business. With a smile, the sisters went back to their very pleasant work.
Susan untucked Sarah's shirt and pulled it out. Then she slid her fingers down into the front of her sister's shorts. Sarah sighed and sucked her stomach in, giving her little sister's fingers lots of stroking room. Susan plunged her hand right down into Sarah's panties and right against her furry cunt.
"Oh!" Sarah gasped as Susan's fingers curved around her cuntmound and penetrated her pussy-hole. "Ummm!"
Sarah started to quiver right away. Her sister knew all the right places to touch her, and she went after them in ways that set Sarah ablaze with lust. Her little fingers poked up into Sarah's pussy, wiggling around and expanding to stretch the mouth of her cunt-hole sexily. The older girl leaned back on the bed and popped open the button at the top of her shorts. Her legs parted and her zipper worked its way down as Susan eagerly finger-fucked her.
Knowing what to look for, Susan watched her older sister's face as she fingered her. She drilled her fingers in and out of Sarah's pussy-hole, the creamy crotch of Sarah's panties sticking to the back of her hand. Her sister's pussy was very soft and creamy, and her fingers slid through the goo of Sarah's cunt easily.
Sarah's eyes fluttered closed and she humped her crotch up at Susan's hand. Already the younger girl could feel a tightening in her sister's body and she knew it wouldn't be long now. She wanted to bring Sarah right to the magic moment of climax, but then hold her there. She knew that once Sarah came, it took a while before she was interested in anymore sex. But if she was hot, Sarah was a tiger, and that was how her horny little sister wanted her right now.
"Ohhh! Ohhhh!" Sarah mumbled, her body tensing. "Oh! Oh!"
Maniacally, Susan pulled her fingers away from her sister's throbbing pussy and stuck them in her mouth. She greedily sucked Sarah's cunt-cream from them while the older girl whimpered with frustration, clawing at the crotch of her shorts.
"You bitch! Why'd you stop?" she whined, feeling her orgasm draining away. "I was so close!"
"I know," said Susan as she finished cleaning her fingers and started undressing, "that's why I stopped."
Sarah took her sister's lead and wiggled out of her shorts while she watched Susan strip naked. She had to admit that her sister was developing quite nicely. It seemed like only yesterday that Susan hadn't had any more of a female figure than Andy did. But her little tits were blossoming, and her hips had filled out considerably. All in all, Sarah found her quite desirable. When the younger girl was undressed, she reached up, holding her arms out to her.
Before she lowered her naked body down on top of her sister's, Susan gestured toward Amy.
Sarah looked over and saw that she hadn't even looked up. She was still reading, her body swaying to the music. The naked sisters shared a look of disbelief.
"Think we should ask her to join us?" Sarah said.
"I think she'd flip like cheetah," Susan replied, stroking her own upthrusting tit.
"Maybe she only likes boys," Sarah mused.
"From the look on Andy's face at dinner I'm not even sure she likes that," Susan said disdainfully. "Do you think she's a virgin?"
Sarah laughed. "Come on!"
Then she saw her little sister's serious face "I don't know, maybe. You think so?"
"Ahhhhh, who cares," Susan said as she spread herself out, her parted legs on either side of her sister's face as Sarah lounged on the bed. "If she'd rather read than mess around, who are we to judge?"
"Mmmmmm," Sarah replied, shaking the hair back from her face and then burrowing forward between her little sister's legs, "no one, I guess."
Susan sighed as her little sister's skillful tongue went to work right on the button of her clit. Her cunt was open, the pink skin inside showing, but Sarah ignored that. She concentrated her efforts on what she knew would please Susan best-clit-sucking.
With her lips, she nibbled on the edges of Susan's clit, making her fuck-button swell. Susan's clit stood out stiff and tall, growing to full-size under Sarah's careful ministrations. The bigger and harder it got, the more sensitive it became and Sarah's lips pulled on it, stretching it out until Susan moaned for mercy.
Then, with a different kind of kindness, Sarah pushed down on the little button, smashing it against Susan's pelvis. Her little sister's head tossed from side to side, her dark, sexy ringlets dancing around her contorted face. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were staring at the ceiling, but Sarah knew from experience that Susan saw nothing but her own rising excitement.
Gently, she nipped at Susan's clit with her teeth, making her sister yelp with arousal. She ground it between her front teeth, making Susan walk that fine line between pain and pleasure.
"Oughhhh! Yeah!" Susan cried, her body jerking this way and that, only her crotch remaining in one place. "Yeah, do it, Sis, do it!"
While she cried and moaned with pain and satisfaction, Amy casually turned another page and sang along softly with the radio. She nodded and ducked, dancing there on her bed, oblivious to the sexy antics taking place just a short distance away from her. All she had to do was take a short look around-but she didn't even lift her head.
"Owwwww! Owww!" Susan exclaimed as her sister's mouth drove her mad with lust.
Sarah finally left the throbbing bit of meat that was her sister's clit alone and curled her tongue in to a tube and used that as her next weapon of fun. She wiggled it up inside Susan's drooling cunt-hole, fucking her with it as if it were a little tiny prick. But she could tell from her sister's cries and whispers, the joy that Susan got from it was anything but tiny.
Cunt-juice sizzled from Susan's cunt-hole and wet down Sarah's sucking mouth and lips. Sarah swallowed often, loving it, and dove right back in for more.
Sarah's own pussy was heating up again, returning to the point of near orgasm that Susan had brought to her earlier. She knew why her sister hadn't let her climax then and she was glad. Now, when she knew that all she needed to do was slide one hand down and just touch her own pussy to get herself off, she held back. She wanted to stay hot so that she and Susan could have a really wild session together. She'd get off eventually, that was certain, but for now, at least, the messing around was just as important as the cum.
Susan reached down and gathered up a helping of her sister's long, silky hair in each of her hands. Then she used them like a bridle, guiding Sarah's face this way and that while she ate her out. She whipped her creaming cunt back and forth across the older girl's sucking face and built up her own head of steam as she did.
"God, I'm so friggin' hot!" she panted, sawing Sarah's face back and forth across her pussy. "Oh God!"
Sarah relaxed and let Susan do with her what she wished. She stuck her tongue out and then lapped it wherever Susan directed her to. She licked from one end of the younger girl's sparsely haired pussy to the other and from her asshole to her clit. Not a fraction of an inch of Susan's sticky cuntal area escaped the fine attention of her sister's clever tongue.
Sarah moaned, her lips plastered to her sister's cunt-lips. The sound waves magnified and bounced around inside of Susan's pussy, making Susan feel like a symphony was being sounded in her innermost depth. She wiggled her ass around, keeping the noose moving inside her, exciting herself with it.
For some reason, Amy suddenly remembered her sisters. Was it the scent of cunt in the air that made her look up, or was it just a slow spot in her novel? Whatever it was, Amy was suddenly shocked by what she saw. She quickly sneaked another peek. They were doing it-to each other! Hurriedly, not wanting them to catch her looking, she put her head back down, her heart pounding. What kind of a family was this?
Oblivious to Amy's discovery of their antics, the sisters went right on with their little tricks. Sarah continued to blow and moan into her sister's pussy and she brought up some fingers to fuck Susan with while she did. The little curly-headed nymphet was writhing with lust, her sister's mouth doing things to her she could hardly imagine.
While Sarah thrilled her pussy, Susan increased her own excitement by bringing both her hands to her chest to pinch and toy with her nipples. She moaned from the double dose of arousal as her fingers massaged and pulled on her spiked tit-tips. The blood pounded through her brain and her lower body jumped convulsively. Her pussy thundered with arousal and she rolled her head back and howled.
From her upside-down position, Susan could just glimpse her blonde sister. Living together as they had for the past week, she'd managed to catch Amy naked more than once, and so she knew just how great she looked with no clothes on.
Sighing with her growing lust, Susan couldn't help but be disappointed that her new sister showed no interest in sex. She was sure they could make very beautiful music together. Maybe if she got her alone . . .
"Argh!" Susan cried suddenly as Sarah's tongue plunged back up inside of her bringing her back to reality. "Ahhhh, that's good!"
Again, Amy looked toward them, seeing Susan throw her head back in ecstasy. Strange feelings began to run through Amy's body as she watched the other two girls fool-around. Were her sisters lesbians? she wondered. And did the fact that watching them together turned her on make her a lesbian, too? Not wanting to think too much about such things, Amy again forced her eyes back down to the page of her book.
Susan moaned continually now, her pussy right on the brink of satisfaction.
Sarah's face was cream-coated, dripping with her sister's freely flowing juices. While she continued to tongue-fuck Susan, Sarah ground her cunt-mound down against the mattress, bouncing her hips and trying to bring whatever stimulation she could to her own twitching pussy.
"Oh, Sis, wait," Susan panted, her hands moving from her tits to reach out for her sister, "turn around and come here. I'm almost there and I want us to come together."
"Oh yeah!" Sarah sighed, bringing her slippery face out from between her sister's legs and wiping it off with the back of her hand. "I'd like that, too!"
Susan remained where she was, her body twitching helplessly. Her sister crawled up on top of her, and Amy looked up secretively just in time to see the two little brunettes fitting themselves into a very comfortable sixty-nine. Amy could tell that this wasn't the first time her sisters had sucked cunt.
"Yeah!" Susan cheered when her sister's mouth once again made contact with her fluttering pussy. "Go for it!" '
Ravenous now for their hovering climaxes, the girls went after each other as if it were the last chance at sex either of them would ever have.
Their fingers roamed and pinched, pulling at nipples and stroking kinky cunt-hair. Their mouths went wild, slurping and sucking so noisily Amy could hear them above the pounding rock music of her headphones.
Certain they wouldn't look her way now, Amy put her book down and stared openly at the all-girl sixty-nine. The scent of cunt was thick in the room and she felt light-headed because of it. Her sisters' dark heads bobbed and shook, each buried deeply between the other's naked legs.
"Oh! Oh!" Sarah moaned, her short fuse burning down quickly now that Susan was tonguing her pussy so good. "Ummmm! Ahhhh!"
Susan felt her own cunt-meat tighten and she knew she was almost there, too. She danced her pussy hard against her sister's face, making Sarah fuck her deeply with her tongue. But the older girl didn't mind at all. She pushed her face forward, fucking her sister with her tongue and rubbing her aching little clit with the bridge of her nose. Susan sputtered and gasped, her cries of orgasm rising to echo Sarah's.
"Man!" Amy said to herself. "That's so hot!"
Not able to control herself, Amy slipped one hand down to touch her quivering pussy through her clothes. She'd gotten very excited watching Susan and Sarah, and as the girls got ready to come, Amy shuddered with them, her cunt so ripe all she had to do was touch it.
"Ahhhh!" the sisters cried, their bodies thumping in mutual orgasm. "Ohhhhh!"
Amy watched them thrash around, their legs smashing their faces. She heard their cries of passion and lust and imagined what they must be feeling, what they must be tasting. Would she like the flavor of cunt-juice? she wondered.
"That was so good!" Susan laughed as she felt her sister pull away from her. She wrapped her legs around Sarah's retreating body for one last hug. "Thanks, Sis!"
As always, Sarah shrugged off the compliment and withdrew into herself. She needed a few minutes to recover.
But this time Susan wasn't going to give them to her.
"Come on," she said, jumping off the bed and taking Sarah by the quivering hand. "How 'bout a shower?"
Sarah shrugged. "Okay, but what about her?"
She gestured toward Amy with her chin.
"What about her?" Susan asked, pulling on her sister's hand. "If she didn't notice us fucking, I doubt she'll notice us leaving. Come on, forget her, she's hopeless."
Finally Sarah let herself be pulled from the room.
Only then did Amy look up, an expression of painful lust on her face. Hopeless? Her little sister didn't know how wrong she was!
Chapter Five
Amy thought a lot about what she'd seen her sisters doing. Sometimes she thought it was the hottest thing she'd ever witnessed. Other times she blushed with shame to think that she was related to people who did that sort of thing. Wasn't it illegal?
She thought a lot about Andy, too. He kept looking at her in ways that left her no doubt about what he wanted. But that just couldn't be, she thought. He was her brother! Even if their sisters were getting it on, that was different from her actually fucking with her own brother. She knew that that was illegal.
Still, she couldn't exactly avoid Andy, he was, after all, part of the reason she was there. And when he and Susan asked her to go on a picnic with them one night during dinner, she had no choice but to accept. It did sound like it would be fun and she could never tell her father that she was afraid to be alone with her brother and sister because they seemed to be sex-perverts. * * * Andy drove the three of them out to a secluded area not far from a quiet lake. The talk in the car was casual, about mutual friends, rock music and school.
Amy tried to hold up her end of the conversation, but it was difficult. She was tense with anticipation. She didn't know if she was afraid her brother and sister would try to seduce her- or afraid they wouldn't.
They ate the lunch that Ester had packed for them right away. The sun was warm and comforting, and the three teenagers lounged around on their backs on the blanket, growing sleepy in the sunshine. Even Amy began to relax, at least, until Susan turned the conversation toward sex.
"I like a man with a nice prick," she said. "It doesn't have to be that big, but I like it to be pretty."
"Oh yeah?" said Andy, sounding amused and interested in his sister's comments. "You like 'em curved or straight?"
Susan thought for a moment, seriously considering her answer. "A little curve is nice, don't you think so, Amy?"
Amy jumped, embarrassed by this entire conversation. The only cock she had ever seen was Billy's, and she hadn't really fucked that to even know what she liked. And even if she had, she didn't think she'd want to discuss it, especially not with Andy sitting right there.
"Ummm, I'm not sure," she said softly, turning her face away from them.
"Come on," said Susan, "just think about all your favorite cocks and then decide. It's a simple question, really.
Amy turned bright-red, not knowing what to do or say. She didn't want to admit that she was cherry any more than she wanted to continue this conversation.
"I don't know, I'm not sure," she finally said, standing up and looking around. "Ahhh, I think I'm gonna go pick some flowers. I'll see you later."
Not even caring which direction she was headed, Amy dashed off into the brush.
Susan collapsed back on the blanket, laughing her head off.
"She is such a little virgin!" she said, grabbing her brother around the neck and bringing his handsome face down toward hers. "Don't you think so?"
"Sure seems that way to me," he said, wiggling down on top of her and kissing her hungrily.
The two teenagers embraced hotly, Susan's legs bending and rubbing up against her brother's side. Andy reached back and stroked them, his fingers touching her naked skin below her shorts.
"Think she'll come back soon?" he asked, looking straight into his sister's dark eyes.
"I don't care if she does," Susan replied, feeling for Andy's fly. "She might learn something."
Andy laughed and let his sister strip him naked. Then he leaned back, his prick towering skyward, and watched as Susan bared all of her luscious, naked body. He looked her up and down, as eager as ever to have at her.
"You look great, Sis," he said as she got down on the blanket with him.
"So do you," she replied, stretching out at his side and taking his hard-on in her small hand. "So do you."
While she stroked his prick with her soft fist, Susan felt her pussy heating up. She was glad that Amy had run off. She would only have put a damper on their party, anyway. Whoever heard of going on a picnic and not fucking?
Andy's cock oozed out plenty of pre-cum and Susan stroked it up and down the shaft of his prick. The boy lay on his back, his hands behind his head, letting her pleasure him, Susan leaned forward and planted a big, wet kiss on the tip of his juicing prick.
"Ummmm," said Andy, reaching down to hold her face near his cock, "a little more of that, please."
Susan opened her mouth and obliged. She took in his rounded prick-tip, puckering cheeks in around it. Her tongue zigzagged back and forth across his prick-tip, making the boy sigh with pleasure.
Susan sighed, too, liked the flavor of the sticky cream that rolled from her brother's prick-tip and drained down the back of her throat. She sucked hard on the end of his cock, pulling out as much delicious pre-cum as she could.
Andy rolled his hips from side to side, adding to the wonderful friction his sister's mouth was affording him. He liked to fuck and suck with Susan, but he couldn't but wish that it had been Amy who had her sexy pink lips wrapped around the turgid shaft of his prick. That would have been every bit a dream come true for the boy.
His hand still rested gently on the back of Susan's curly-haired head. He pushed her down around his prick with soft, sure strokes, helping her take his prick. He didn't force her, he didn't have to. She went after his hard-on as if she wanted it more than anything in the world.
Her pussy was slick with fuck-juices and she pushed down on it, tightening all her cunt muscles around it and clamping her cunt-tunnel shut. She shuddered internally and knew then that giving her brother a blow-job was not going to bring her the personal kind of satisfaction she was looking for. She needed to fuck.
Not surprisingly, Andy had the same thought. While he loved the feel of his sister's lips around his prick-meat, he loved the feel of her pussy more. Reluctantly, he pulled his prick away from her sucking mouth and pulled her up toward him.
"Get up on top," he said, helping her to climb up and sit aboard his prick-shaft. "Yeah, that's better."
Susan settled down, his prick bent forward against his belly, her drooling pussy slicking it down. She slipped back and forth a few times, spreading the juice of her cunt all along his rigid prick-shaft. The more times she did it, the easier the motion became as her pussy coated his prick with a sexy layer of creamy moisture.
"Ummmra," she sighed, liking the way his prick felt, tickling her outer cunt-lips, "you ready?"
She looked down into Andy's blue eyes and he nodded. Gently, she tipped her pussy up and reached back with her fingertips to guide the eager shaft of his prick up into her cunt-mouth.
"Ahhhh!"
"Ohhhhh!"
The head of his prick stopped inside the mouth of her cunt. Andy looked down his prone body and he could see the thick shaft of his prick attaching their bodies like some kind of obscene bridge. From that angle, his cock could have belonged to either of them. It looked as much a part of his sister's body as it did a part of his own.
Slowly, Susan began to push herself downward, eating up the hot inches of her brother's prick-shaft.
Andy's eyes burned on the sight of his disappearing cock. He watched eagerly as it was taken in by his youngest sister's sparsely haired cunthole. The sight and the sensations made him want to thrust forward with all his might and shove every inch of prick-meat he had right on up into her. But he steeled himself and held back, savoring the painfully wonderful feelings of her slow, sexy descent.
"Ah, god, Sis," he gasped, his prick grasped tightly in her young cunt. "You do that so good!"
Susan didn't take the time to tell him she wasn't doing it just for him. His prick felt great to her, too, as it slithered its way up into her pussy-channel. It opened her up slowly, making her tight inner cunt-walls part with luscious even pressure. She moved her ass down bit by bit until at last she rested directly on his muscular belly, her body totally pierced by his upthrusting prick.
Then, while Andy moaned and sighed, Susan closed her eyes in ecstasy and rolled her hips a bit, stirring his large prick around inside of her cunt. She felt stuffed with cock-meat and it was a sensation she relished. Then, forcing herself to move, she drew up, releasing his prick as slowly and painfully as she had just taken it in.
"Ohhhh!" she sighed, feeling like his retreating prick was taking a good portion of her guts with it. "Ohhhhh!"
When she sat back down on his prick again, it happened more quickly and more easily this time. All her fuck-parts were greased and ready to go now, and Susan increased her fucking tempo, no longer torturing them with her exquisite control.
Her small tits bounced wildly as she threw herself up and down her brother's prick. She sat straight up, taking his prick right on up into her. Her eyes were open while she fucked him and she looked right on down at Andy, watching the happy expressions that crossed his handsome face.
Andy put his hands on her waist, helping to direct and control her fucking motions. They worked together, each feeding off the other's joy. His prick thundered straight up inside of her and Andy drew his sister down tight around his cock-base, making sure she had every bit of meat his prick had to offer.
"Ahhh! Ahhh!" Susan whimpered as she was filled and filled again with her brother's thumping cock-meat. "Ahhhh!"
Andy bent her forward, poking her ass outward and changing the angle with which his prick fucked into her. Susan leaned down slightly and pulled her down more, bringing the tips of her swaying tits within reach of his greedy mouth.
He stuck his tongue out and captured one of her spiked nipples and drew it into his mouth. Then he clamped his lips closed around it, pulling down hard on her pear-shaped tit-meat. He gorged himself on her breast, pulling on it and sucking hard. His cheeks puckered it and he pushed her nipple this way and that in the soft, moist cavern of his warm mouth.
Susan sighed and pulled her slick tit away from his eager oral grasp and fed him her other tit.
Gladly, Andy repeated the same sexy treatment on this tit, sucking it in noisily and swirling the excited nipple around in his mouth.
As he fed upon her luscious tit-meat, he did not forget about the needy hole of her cunt. They both kept moving, the two teens keeping their fucking motions alive. Their crotches crashed together, their fuck-strokes deep and jarring.
Susan sighed and danced atop her fleshy throne. She wiggled her ass down into the blonde hair that surrounded her brother's cock-shaft, liking the sexy way it tickled her pussy and asshole. The harder the boy suckled on her nipples, the more anxiously she fucked him. The two parts of her body were magically connected, and the more one was stimulated, the more excited the other became. The level of her lust spiraled upward, increasing as it went round and round from her sucked tits to her well-fucked cunt-hole.
She circled her hips, fucking around and around as well as up and down. The combined sensations sent her lust soaring, and she whimpered and sighed, fucking her brother harder than ever.
Andy moved with her, his back arched and his ass up off the blanket. He then pulled down away from her, exposing his wet, slippery prick-meat to the cool breeze of the summer day. He fucked her with short, sure strokes, rubbing the tip of his prick over the ultra-sensitive nerves just inside the mouth of her cunt. His body trembled from the effort of his kind of fucking, and he was forced to plunge his prick back into her all the way and lie back down. He just couldn't take the incredible pleasure.
"Oh god!" Susan grunted when her pussy was once again completely filled with cock-meat. "Oh my god!"
Her cries echoed in the summer wind. There was no one nearby to hear her and she would not have cared if someone had heard. She loved to fuck, especially with her brother, and while he had his tremendous prick up inside of her, Susan didn't much care who knew how wonderful it felt.
As the two fucked themselves into an incestuous frenzy, their sister wandered among the brambles, carefully selecting wild flowers to make a bouquet for Ester. The summer breeze blew her long blonde hair around her face, making her look like some kind of exotic goddess. She hummed to herself, putting the ugliness of her sister's conversation right out of her mind. Amy took in all the sights and sounds and smells that nature had to offer, loving them all.
Then, softly at first, she heard a strange sound. It was difficult to make out, but then she thought it sounded like someone crying for help. It was a girl's voice and it sounded troubled.
Not thinking too clearly, Amy rushed toward the sound, afraid something terrible was happening to Susan and Andy.
Panting with fear, Amy burst back into the clearing in which they had set up their picnic. Then, her heart pounding with a different sensation, she stopped short and stared at her naked siblings. She was standing behind Susan, who bucked and rode her brother's humping crotch with a skill that let even an inexperienced girl like Amy know that it was not the first time the two of them had fucked together.
Quietly, Amy withdrew back into the trees, but she could not stop watching what Susan and Andy were doing.
"Oh, oh my!" Susan cried out again, filling the air with the sort of sound that Amy had taken as a distress signal. "Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! Yesssss!"
Susan leaned way back, shifting her brother's cock around inside of her cunt.
Andy then looked down, gazing right at the little pink button of her cut. He reached down and crushed it sexily. Immediately he felt his sister jump for joy.
"Whoa!" she babbled. "Yeah, do me like that!"
Susan rolled her hips, still fucking her brother in her awkward position. His fingers circled all around her clit, bringing her more direct and sexy stimulation. Her cunt clutched at his prick more heartily than ever, and she could feel the power of her orgasm gathering somewhere inside her belly.
Amy stared. So this was what Billy had wanted to do to her! And what Andy wanted, too. She felt hot all over and had to admit that while watching Susan and Sarah had been exciting, watching Susan and Andy was much more so. She bent her legs slightly and then straightened back up. Strange tingles were racing down her legs from her pussy.
"Oh! Oh!" Susan panted, her brother's stroking fingers and fucking cunt turning her on like crazy. "Ohhh!"
Andy gritted his teeth and held back. He wanted to stay hard until his sister had a chance to come. He fucked forward into her, moving his prick around in her hot cunt as well as he could. His fingers pushed and pulled and twisted her clit and he could tell from her breathing that Susan was almost there. He turned his fucking motions up a notch, needing to bring her off quickly, before he had to come himself.
Amy's eyes burned into her sister's back as she wailed her way toward orgasm. Although the little blonde didn't realize it, she was panting heavily herself, living vicariously through her sister's sexy motions.
Susan held her breath, knowing the great moment had arrived. Then she felt her pussy clutch down on her brother's cock, throbbing with the rhythmic explosions of orgasm.
"Coming!" she keened, her whole body shuddering. "Coming!"
Free at last to do what his body demanded, Andy turned himself loose, too. While his sister's pussy shuddered and climaxed around his prick, his cock jerked back and then jetted forward with a creamy load of juice.
"Owhhhh! Sis!" he gasped, lurching up off the ground.
Amazed by the power of their climaxes, Amy watched them moan and grunt and mash themselves together. She knew she had never had an orgasm that had been that good. The lust coursed through her veins, and as she watched her brother and sister thrash with joy in each other's arms, she knew that special day, that special time, that special man had come . . .
Chapter Six
Amy began to move toward her moaning siblings and then stopped. All at once she remembered how good it had felt to be naked out in the open. She thought of all the times that she and Billy had grappled naked in the sunshine. Those memories and the sight of Susan and Andy writhing on the blanket excited her very much and so, before she made her presence known to her brother and sister, she stripped naked, hanging her clothes over a low tree branch, and moved forward, sheltering herself with the bouquet.
"Ohhhh, man that was good," she heard Andy sigh as she took off her panties, leaving herself totally and gloriously naked.
"Wanna do it again?" Susan asked, cupping her brother's slippery prick with her small hand.
"What about Amy?"
"Forget the little virgin. She's probably halfway home by now."
"Ahhh, I don't know if I can do it again," Andy said, wriggling under his sister's caress.
"I think so!" giggled Susan, sliding down to bring her hot mouth even with his deflated prick. "See? He wants to!"
As she tickled his prick with her tongue tip, Andy felt his cock begin to rise. He bobbed his crotch up toward her face and she took more of it between her red lips. He sighed, feeling how her mouth seemed to be breathing the life right back into his hard-on.
Her naked feet dancing in the dirt, Amy watched, too. She licked her lips, certain that her brother's prick would feel even better between them than Billy's hard-on ever had. She clenched her fists, not knowing how to announce to the others that she wanted to join in their little party. She tried to decide what to say but no words came to her and so she simply burst out, her golden hair and perfect body shimmering in the sunlight.
She approached the two quietly, her tender feet gently finding their way along the rough ground. She approached from behind Susan, who was prone on the ground, between her brother's legs. The little brunette hid Amy from Andy's sight and so the two fuckers didn't know they were no longer alone until Amy lay down on the blanket beside them.
"What? Jesus!" Andy exclaimed. "Where- where are your clothes?"
"I took them off," Amy said. "I hope you don't mind."
"Mind? Are you crazy!" Andy gasped. "Welcome to our little orgy!"
He turned and took Amy into his arms, holding her gently as if he expected her to disappear at any moment.
At first, Susan felt displaced by her pretty blonde sister. But as she watched Amy and Andy kiss, their bodies so similar, their coloring the same, she started to turn on to it. She turned over onto her back and leaned back on her bent elbows, getting herself into a comfortable position to watch the show.
For Andy, it was a dream come true to finally have his new sister in his arms. He kissed Amy softly at first, but she would have none of that.
All her old coolness had gone. Now she was hot, a sizzling firecracker in his unbelieving embrace.
Once she began, Amy was like a wildcat. Her brother's hands turned her on and she writhed her naked self against him, feeling the hard-on Susan had just revived. Her tongue probed against the insides of his cheeks, feeling and tasting him. Her tits ached with need, and she could feel how wet and slippery her pussy was. Yes, she said to herself, this is it, this is how it should be my first time.
Scrambling up on top of her, Andy pinned her down, holding her with his body in case she changed her mind. She had disappointed him in the past, in both reality and fantasy. This time he was taking no chances.
"Ohhh!" Amy whimpered when she felt the tip of his prick bumping up against the mouth of her cunt. "Ohhh, be careful!"
"Just relax," Andy panted, grabbing hold of one of her tits and torquing down on it. "Get ready for the best fuck you ever had! God, I've waited a long time for this!"
"I-I-I-" Amy stuttered.
"This is gonna be great!" Andy giggled, his hips pumping to find the hole of her pussy with his prick.
"Andy, I-"
"I knew you'd come to me. I knew you wanted it!" "But I- Listening and watching, her fingers working leisurely over her own pussy, Susan suddenly understood what her oldest sister was trying to say. Andy wasn't listening to Amy, but she was, and the blonde's stammered confession confirmed what she had thought all along.
"Andy, she's cherry!" Susan said, sticking one foot out and kicking her babbling brother in the ass. "Go easy, she's a fuckin' first-timer!"
"What?" Andy gasped, drawing back from Amy and looking down into her flushed face. "Really?"
About to die with embarrassment, Amy nodded.
"Yes," she said softly, "I never did it."
"But you want to?" he asked, his prick praying she said yes.
"Oh yes!" she gasped, looking up at him, her blue eyes very sincere. "With you, yes!"
"So do it already," Susan sighed.
Amy and Andy shared a smile, and then Amy nodded, telling him she was ready. Then, carefully, the boy reached down and, with some effort, inserted his throbbing prick into the virgin hole of her cunt.
Amy sighed, feeling nervous, but she hugged him to her, silently asking him to fuck her.
Andy felt he had to hold back at first to give his sister a chance to get used to his prick. He felt her squirming around under him, wiggling around his cock and adjusting it inside of her body. She aroused him with her odd, inexperienced motions and he found it difficult to keep from hammering her into the ground.
Amy gasped and sighed. She had expected fucking to feel good, but she hadn't expected it to feel this good. Once she got used to having his cock inside of her, and once it seemed to find its way in the channel of her pussy, she knew she'd never felt better in her life. She hugged Andy tightly and began to move with him, fucking back at him as she had seen Susan doing earlier.
Susan moved with her brother and sister. She fingered herself off, fucking two fingers in and out of her creamy cunt as Andy's ass went down and he fucked into Amy. Her fucking fingers forced the cream that her brother had so recently filled her pussy with to be expelled from her juicing pussy.
Susan wiggled as she felt the globs of his cock-cream drool from the opened mouth of her cunt and ooze down between her opened legs to drip down onto the picnic blanket.
Andy looked up over Amy's lust-contorted face to see what his other sister was doing. He looked right into Susan's dark crotch, seeing what her eager fingers were doing there. She looked back at him and smiled.
"Told you so," she mouthed, not making a sound.
Andy grunted a laugh and then turned back to Amy. She was trying to fuck back with him, trying to match her fucking motions to his. Her inexperienced body jerked and bucked, her nerves so overcome with the fabulous sensations of fucking that she could hardly keep control.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she grunted, her brother's fucking body smashing the breath right out of her. "Ugh! Ugh!"
Andy's prick reached places that Amy didn't even know she had. Billy's tongue had never touched those places, and now she felt more alive than she ever had before. She wiggled around underneath her fucking brother, turning his prick around inside of her and discovering more and more of the wondrous feelings his prick could create for her.
Andy liked the way she fucked at him. It was not with the skillful, practiced motions he had learned to expect from his sisters or mother, but with a kind of exuberant innocence that the boy found very exciting. His prick juiced hard against her soft insides and the grip her pussy put on his prick was like velvet-coated steel.
"Oh, Amy, that's good!" he sighed, leaning down to nuzzle his face into the golden softness of her fine hair. "Ohhhh, yes, ohhhh yessss!"
Amy didn't know just what to do with her legs so she experimented. She started out the fuck with them flat on the ground. Once she got used to the way her brother's prick felt fucking into her from that position, then she lifted them on top, curling them around her brother's humping back. That shifted his prick around deliciously in her cunt and she humped back at him in that position, feeling how his cock grazed against her insides in a slightly different manner.
"Ummmm!" she exclaimed, the head of his prick seeming to bounce right against the ultrasensitive end of her pussy-channel.
"Oh!" Andy said, pulling back. "You all right?"
"Ummmm!" Amy sighed, her body glowing with love and lust. "Perfect!"
Susan rolled her eyes at her sister's childish exclamations. She'd fucked for so long she hardly remembered what it had been like for her the first time. Imagine, a girl Amy's age who had never been fucked! To Susan, keeping one's virginity that long was merely a waste of some prime fucking years.
But as she watched Amy and Andy get more into their fuck, it seemed to her that her new blonde sister was bent on making up for all the fucking time she had lost. Amy was throwing herself at Andy, eating up his prick with her eager cunt and hardly letting the poor boy catch his breath.
Amy clamped her legs tightly around her brother's humping ass, keeping his prick inside of her. She'd come to hate not having his cock inside of her for even a second. Her pussy-juices poured out to cover his slithering prick and she pulled him into her, tightening the grip her legs had on his back.
"More! More!" she panted madly.
Andy couldn't believe the changes that were taking place in his reserved sister. It seemed that the more prick he gave Amy, the more she wanted. Her body twitched and turned beneath him, her sexy gyrations making his prick almost smoke with lust.
So engrossed was she in watching her savagely fucking siblings, Susan nearly forgot to blink. Her eyes were glazed and her pussy felt abused as she took in the sight of Andy pumping on top of Amy like crazy. Her own lust sizzled, growing proportionally to the strength of the fucking her brother and sister shared. Her fingers flew in and out of her gaping cunt-mouth, all of Andy's jizz fucked out of her by now. All that came from her cunt-lips now was a steady stream of her own mightily aroused pussy-juices.
"Horny little bitch!" Susan mumbled, her eyes stinging as she took in each and every beat of their fucking.
Amy and Andy panted together, their bodies moving as one. Amy proved to be a quick learner, and soon all her awkwardness about fucking was gone. She humped back at Andy as if she'd been doing it all her life.
Amy loved fucking, that was obvious right away. And she especially loved fucking with Andy. It no longer bothered her that he was her brother and some people would consider what they were doing together a sin. It only mattered to Amy that what she and Andy were sharing was special and beautiful. No girl had ever had a more perfect introduction to fucking, and Amy congratulated herself again and again for having had the sense to wait for the perfect lover -her own flesh and blood brother.
Andy, of course, could not know the kind thoughts going through his sister's mind, but he could feel her happiness and lust as she fucked up at him. He plunged his prick downward. Her pussy clamped around it with its delightful, velvety grip time and again, and the boy kept his hips moving, maintaining a constant fucking tempo.
"God, that's good!" he gasped, feeling the cum in his balls being coaxed forward. "You're incredible, honey!"
Amy nearly swooned at her brother's compliment. She'd never fucked before, so she didn't know if that kind of excitement was usual or not. But her brother's hot and heavy breathing convinced her that she was making him feel good, and she knew that her own enjoyment could not possibly have been more. As far as she was concerned, fucking would never be better than it was with her brother's prick right now.
"Ohhh! Ahhh!" she gasped, his hard fuck-strokes turning her words of praise into mere sounds and grunts.
But Andy didn't need to hear how much she liked his fucking, he already knew. His cock was slamming into her now, totally at home and totally in control. Her pussy contorted itself around the mighty shaft of his prick, surging along with his fuck-strokes.
Her hand slamming in and out of her own cunt, Susan's eyes watered as she stared unendingly at them. She panted loudly, but didn't notice. All her concentration was taken up in watching her brother feed the many inches of his prick to his obviously appreciative sister.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh!" Susan sighed, her blood nearly boiling.
Amy was not aware of what Susan was doing. In fact, she'd forgotten all about her. Now all that existed in her world was Andy and herself. There was nothing else, just the pleasure their shared fucking could bring.
Amy felt an orgasm beginning to form. She reached out for it, grabbing at it with all her being. As she tried to capture it, she fucked back at Andy with more vigor and lust than ever. Her pussy flew up and down around the shaft of his prick and she shimmied her ass, jumping it up and down and round and round, doing whatever tricks Mother Nature inspired her to.
"Whoooooa!" Andy moaned, feeling how her wild fucking was taking its toll on him. "Ohhhhhhh!"
His orgasm was rising, too. Thinking his other sister might have some wisdom to share with him, Andy looked up at Susan. But instead of telling him how he might slow Amy down and maintain their fabulous fucking, the sight of her fingering her own little cunt nearly made him blow his wad right then.
"God!" he grunted, snapping his eyes closed.
One more glimpse of Susan in her lusty position would have been too much for the boy. She was on her back, her pelvis raised up, her yawning pussy pointed right at him. A milky trail of cream drooled from her open cunt-mouth, and she humped at her own hand, her pussy bobbing up and down in the air as she fired herself up.
"Ummmmm!" the little dark-haired girl moaned.
Amy heard her cries of lust as if they were very very far away, but they made no sense to her. She didn't think of Susan, she barely thought of Andy. She thought only of herself and the incredible excitement her brother's fucking prick was now causing her. She shuddered, her orgasm gathering speed, its illusive wonder nearly within reach.
"Almost, almost!" she panted, her cries spoken to no one in particular.
But Andy heard, even above his own thundering lust, and understood. He threw himself into bringing his sister off, wanting her first fuck to be something she would remember with pride for the rest of her life.
"Ahhhhh!" Amy cried, her body tightening up.
Susan's skin crawled as she watched her sister shudder and heard her cries of lust. She closed her eyes and jammed her fingers deep inside her cunt, feeling her own orgasm crashing down around her ears.
Susan giggled, keeping her climax Her pussy spasmed, making her quiver and quake. But when Amy's climax hit, she was nowhere near as discreet. Instead, she howled to the wind, sharing her joy with all those who might hear her.
"God! Oh God!" Amy crowed.
Climaxing for the first time with a cock in her cunt was even better than Amy had anticipated. She felt her pussy clamping down around Andy's prick, and then she felt an odd sort of warming sensation deep inside of her.
"Me, too!" Andy grunted. "I'm coming, too!"
Through her delirium of joy, Amy then understood that her brother was filling her with his cock-cream. She swooned with happiness, her head light with it. Her body danced all on its own as her pussy coaxed every bit of cock-cream Andy's balls had to give.
The two blonde teenagers rocked together, Andy's cock buried to the hilt in his sister's twitching pussy. Every time her cunt snapped tightly around the spurting shaft of his prick, his balk bubbled up one more helping of cream. Amy was soon awash with it, her pussy a sticky mess.
"Ummm," she sighed, straightening out her legs and hugging Andy. "Thanks, that was great!"
"No," Andy sighed, kissing her lips softly, "thank you. You were wonderful."
Watching the two coo and smooch, Susan sighed, wishing she were in her brother's place.
Chapter Seven
That night, after the kids came home from the picnic, Bob couldn't help but notice that Amy seemed more radiant than ever.
At the dinner table, he found that his eyes were drawn to her constantly. But whenever she caught him looking at her, she would always lower her lashes demurely, driving Bob crazy with her coy behavior.
Seeing her again after all this time left Bob with many things to think about and decisions to make. Amy looked very much like her mother had when they'd first met, and just seeing his daughter brought back all the passion of his first real love. She was lovely, and she made him wish that he were young again.
She also made him realize, more clearly than ever, the most significant difference between his first marriage and his second. If he and Marlene had practiced incest as he and Ester did, he certainly would have fucked Amy many, many times by now. But since that was not the atmosphere Amy had grown up in, would she be frightened or hurt if he tried something with her now? He knew that Susan and Sarah, who were both younger than Amy, loved to fuck. Would his eldest daughter, his golden girl, enjoy a whirl with his big cock, too?
Bob mulled it over, turning himself on by just thinking about the possibility of fucking Amy. All evening long he thought about it. Should he approach her or not? And all evening long he got hotter and hotter.
Amy yawned, stretching out on the floor with the other kids as the whole family watched TV. "What time is it?"
"About ten," Bob said, surprised that his voice sounded so harsh.
"Ummmm, I think I'll turn in. It's been a long day!"
As she got up and headed up to her room, Bob couldn't help but notice the look that she and her brother shared. Shocked, Bob suddenly felt jealous. Had Andy been fucking her right under his nose?
"See you tomorrow," the boy said. "Sleep tight."
Amy said her good nights all around and then was gone, leaving Bob to smolder and wonder. Maybe she wasn't as much a stranger to incest as he had thought! Maybe there was a chance for him!
One by one, the Sanders family went on up to bed. Bob was the last to go as he sat brooding in his chair. The TV was off and the big room dark, except for the circle of light he sat in.
Finally he switched off the floor light and went upstairs, too. He had to admit that he was tired, all of him except his prick. He'd had a hard-on all evening, fantasizing about his daughter.
Her husband's discontent had not gone unnoticed by Ester. So when she'd tucked herself in, she'd worn only a smile and thoughtfully left the dim bedside lamp on.
When Bob came up to join her and flipped back the covers to discover she was naked, the horny man and his understanding wife grinned at each other.
"It's not sixteen anymore, but it's all yours," Ester said, writhing around sexily in the sheets and cupping her tits out to her husband.
"And it looks great," Bob said, his hard-on standing straight out.
He crawled into bed beside her and took her body in his arms.
They knew each other so well after all their years together, but that didn't mean they had lost any enthusiasm for each other. Tonight, with Bob's head full of teenaged lovers and young, exuberant fucking, he went after his wife with more zest than usual, and Ester returned his ardor.
They kissed, their tongues slobbering deep into each other's mouth. Bob lay slightly on top of his wife, with her big tits pushed up toward his kissing, slurping face.
When Ester finally broke their kiss and pecked her way up along one side of his face, Bob leaned down, burying himself in her creamy tit-meat. He had to admit that a set of tits like this was something Amy would probably never possess.
The flat of his tongue left a layer of spit all across her billowing tit-meat. Ester lay back, giving herself to him. His tongue slithered up the slope of one tit and down the slope of the other. His fingers followed behind his mouth, massaging in the wetness and making her sensitive skin tingle with excitement.
He concentrated first on one nipple and then on the other. He puckered his lips around the long buds, batting them around with his tongue. The skin of her nipples was coarse and bumpy compared to the fine flesh of her tit-globes, and the tip of Bob's tongue savored the difference, running back and forth from one sexy texture to the other.
"Ummm," Ester moaned, cupping her tit-mounds around her husband's sucking face. "Ahhhh!"
Bob moaned, too, her arousal getting to him. His prick was hard enough to fuck a duck by now, and Ester ground her body up against it. Trapped between their gyrating bodies, his cock drooled out a constant stream of pre-cum and Ester slid around in it, the oily moisture thrilling her.
She reached down and took one of Bob's hands and placed it on her tit in place of her own hand. Then she reached down to grab the rigid shaft of his prick. Her lingers gave it a good squeeze and Bob groaned.
"Oh, honey, take it easy," he said, already feeling as if he might shoot. "Turn over, huh? Let's do it that way for a change."
"Sounds good," said Ester, rolling over onto her belly. Her heavy, wet tits were then pressed beneath her. "Just tell me what you like."
"Ohhh, this is great!" Bob sighed, running his prick up and back through the crack of her ass. He pushed her ass-cheeks down tight around his prick-shaft. "Ahhhhh, yeahhh!"
Ester lay there patiently, letting him play. She could feel how his cock was juicing up the rut between her ass-cheeks, making it possible for Bob to run his prick back and forth very quickly. Whenever he did this to her, it reminded her of being very young, before she was brave enough to let her boyfriends fuck her. She'd let them rub themselves off this way, getting their jollies without losing her cherry. For a moment, she was a teenager again, and Bob some lusty young stud. How she wished that she'd known Bob then!
The tip of his prick poked at her asshole and threatened the hole of her cunt. His innocent dry-humping started to turn Ester on and she pushed back against him, helping him as she had helped those boys so many years ago. Bob sighed and kept his prick moving, sliding up and back.
The hair along his wife's ass-crack tickled Bob's prick as he rutted around between her ass-cheeks. This was how he's broken the girls in to fucking, before they were old enough for penetration. He still liked to do it from time to time. It reminded him of the early days of fucking with Sarah and Susan. How he wished he'd had the same chance with Amy.
Amy . . .
Just the thought of her made his prick surge and he knew he had to get it inside his wife's body quickly. It was one thing for him to mess around as if they were teenagers, but it would have been another for him to shoot his load against his wife's back.
Knowing the way well, the head of his prick slithered right on into her pussy and the two fuckers both sighed with the wonder of penetration.
"That feels good," Ester said, arching her back and getting ready to fuck with her husband. "It always feels good with you, lover."
Bob grunted his agreement and swallowed hard. His cream was sizzling, and he paused a moment before he felt he was ready to actually start fucking. He didn't want to cream on the very first stroke!
While he waited, Ester fucked back at him gently. Her pussy sucked in around his prick in a very sweet and familiar fashion. Bob was immediately comforted by the safe and secure feeling his wife's pussy gave him. Of all the cunts he'd fucked, he knew that this one was very special.
"Ahhhh," he sighed, "you do it for a while."
"All right," Ester agreed, speaking very softly, "if that's what you want."
Bob held himself up slightly, not wanting to be too heavy against her. She humped beneath him, her body taking and releasing his prick-shaft with pleasant regularity. Her fuck-strokes were not very long, but he found her careful attention very sweet.
Ester wiggled around his prick, fucking him as best she could. In their present position, with her flat on her belly and him on top of her, she couldn't move too much. But she did what she could, making sure her pussy was as small and tight around his fucking prick as possible. She knew that she could never be Amy, but she could, at least, be the best she could be for the man she loved.
Her cunt massaged the middle of his prick. His cock, as always, felt good inside of her and she caressed it, thrilling herself at the same time. Her pussy was very nice and juicy, she could tell, and she used that sexy moisture to ease her fucking as she picked up the tempo.
"Ummmm, good," Bob said, his chin on the pillow right next to her face. "Ummmm!"
As she fucked him, he turned his face and kissed her cheek. Then his kisses ran into her hair and back down toward the nape of her neck. His prick withdrew from her pussy slightly as he bent down to kiss between her shoulder blades.
"Stop it!" Ester giggled, his lips tickling her.
"I will not!" he said with mock sternness. "In fact, I'll do even more than that!"
With those words, Bob drove his prick into her cunt all the way and began to share with her the effort of fucking. Ester arched up, making sure his prick was as deep inside of her as it could be. Then she pressed her pelvis back down, fucking against him rather than with him.
In a fluid counter-rhythm, they fucked like that. When he slammed his prick into her, she pulled her pussy away. Then, when he drew back, she thrust up toward him. Their fuck-parts got very little friction, but the sexy, well-coordinated dance turned both of them on. It was as if they were keeping themselves from fucking, rather than getting on with it.
Finally Ester couldn't stand any more waiting. She changed her fucking motions so that when her husband slammed into her, she arched her pussy back to meet him. She gasped on their first such stroke, for it drove his prick as deep inside of her as nature would allow.
"Agh!" she exclaimed, the sound fucked right out of her.
"Ugh!" her husband replied, powering his prick into the wonderful depths of her wonderful pussy.
As he plowed into her from the rear and Ester kept pace with his eager fucking by humping her pelvis up and down, she found just the right angle that brought her a very feminine kind of pleasure. She arched her back just right and pushed down at the proper moment and, to her delight, her clit was pressed nice and hard against the mattress.
A jet of excitement rocketed up to her brain as the little pea of her clit was touched. She tried it on the next stroke and another jolt of wonder thundered through her.
"Oh God!" she panted, her body jumping with the power of the sensations.
From experience, Bob guessed what was going on, and it pleased him. He knew that his wife didn't come just from fucking. She needed more, and he was glad that she had found a way to give it to herself. In this position it would have been too awkward for him to reach around and finger her off.
"Got something good?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Ummmm!" Ester groaned in reply, her body sizzling with her new-found pleasure.
Glad for her, Bob went back to seeking his own kind of satisfaction. His prick traveled from one end of her cunt-tunnel to the other now. When he had his cock all the way inside of her, he shifted his ass from side to side, stirring around her pussy-channel. That always made Ester grunt and sigh with lust, but now, with her clit on fire, his motions seemed to be magnified and the woman nearly jumped out of her skin she was so hot.
He drew back and paused, giving her pussy time to close in on itself. Then, slowly, he penetrated her again, letting it feel like the very first time. The strong walls of her cunt always clamped down tightly once his prick left them, and each time he fucked into her his prick had the pleasure of opening her up anew. In a flash he thought of Amy again. If fucking his wife felt this good, what would fucking his blonde daughter feel like? His prick jumped as he imagined her lithe, teenaged body slithering around beneath his. She had more of a figure than either Sarah or Susan, and his hands clawed at the bedclothes, pretending the softness was Amy's supple skin.
Their bodies humped together automatically, each fucker lost in his or her own thoughts. Bob dwelled on Amy while Ester chased her orgasm.
Together they heated up, each feeding off the other's growing lust. Ester's little clit was pleasantly smashed and mashed, ground to a mind-blowing pulp as Bob's fuck-strokes gained in speed and urgency. She twisted her hips from side to side, automatically making his prick root around in her pussy while she sought out the right motions that would bring her off.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" she panted, jamming herself down.
Bob matched her hungry motions with his own. His prick was so hard it was beginning to hurt. He'd had a hard-on all day and he couldn't take it much longer. He had to get off quickly or he felt sure his prick would never go down. So he fucked his wife harder than ever, striving for an orgasm and a few moments of relief.
As he concentrated on coming, Bob felt his balls shift. His prick drew back and then seemed to shoot forward, gaining in length and widening at the tip. He rolled his eyes back into his head, feeling with all of his body the strength of the orgasm that was about to seize him.
"Get ready!" he gasped, his words barely audible. "Hold on and get ready!"
Ester didn't exactly hear his words, but her body understood them. She fucked back at him harder than ever, both for his satisfaction and her own. Her clit was pressed tightly against the mattress often now and she needed only the tremors of her husband's orgasm to push her right on over the edge of orgasm, too.
Like the experienced fuckers they were, Bob and Ester came together. Years of practice and timing had become automatic now, and so when Ester was properly stimulated, it was easy for the horny couple to join their lust into one shared moment of pure bliss.
Their loins surged together, and man and wife grunted out their passion. Together they jumped and danced, moving together in orgasm just as easily as they had moved together during their fuck. Then, satisfied, Bob rolled off his wife and held her, feeling how her heart pounded in the same time as his.
They curled into their sleeping position, pressed together like spoons. It was then that Bob discovered that his prick was still hard. He wiggled it against his wife's ass and felt her wiggle back against it.
"You ready for round three?" he asked, afraid she might say no.
"Ready if you are," his lusty wife said.
"Let's try it the normal way this time," Bob said, planting himself on top of his wife.
Ester opened her legs and he fell down into the missionary position between them.
"Sure thing," she said, wrapping her legs around his back. "Fuck me till the sweat pours down my face!"
Bob laughed. "I'll do my best!"
He drew back and then surged forward. His cock, still hard as ever, jammed itself right back into the depths of her pussy that he had just left. He moaned, thinking her cunt felt better than ever after her orgasm.
They went at it quickly, their fuck-parts slamming together. Bob felt like he could fuck forever this time, and he did his best to fulfill his wife's sweaty wish. But just as he was really hitting his fucking stride, there came a knock at their bedroom door.
"Dad?" Andy said softly. "You still awake?"
"All right! Reinforcements!" Ester said eagerly.
"Come in, Son," Bob said, still pounding at his wife.
Andy opened the door slowly, then grinned when he saw what his parents were up to.
"Well?" said Bob, pausing a moment, his prick buried completely in his wife's pussy, "did you want something special or did you just come to watch?"
Immediately the boy's prick was rigid, tenting out the front of his pajamas.
"I wanted to talk," he said, advancing on the bed, "but I think I can wait. Want some company?"
"Great!" his mother cried, motioning him toward her. "Honey, let me up. I've got a cock to suck!"
Chapter Eight
Bob let his wife get up and Ester scooted around, making room for Andy. It wasn't that often that she got to fuck the two men all by herself, without the girls' help. Two cocks, and all for her! She couldn't wait to get started.
"Who wants what?" she asked, wriggling between the men. "Name your poison."
"Go ahead and fuck her, Son," Bob said. "I already got a good shot off tonight."
"All right, Dad, thanks!" Andy cheered, stripping off and crawling toward Ester. "How are we gonna do this, Mom?"
"You can fuck me doggie-style and then I can suck your dad off, okay, Bob?" she asked, getting into position and then looking at her husband.
"Sounds good to me," Bob said, sliding around to his wife's head.
"Yeah!" Andy exclaimed, kneeling behind his mother's offered ass. He put his hands on her soft ass-cheeks and leaned forward, his cock pointing right at the open mouth of her cunt. "This is gonna be great!"
Ester and Bob laughed at their son's enthusiasm. But the truth was, they were almost as excited as the boy was about their unexpected orgy. There was no sex like spontaneous sex.
Andy angled his prick downward and probed the lips of his mother's cunt. He moved his cock around with his hand, playing with her and himself, too. His prick was very hard^ and he watched as its white strings of pre-cum stuck to the hairy mouth of Ester's cunt, stretching out long and thin when he pulled his prick back slightly. The sight was a real turn-on for the boy.
"Ready, Mom?" he asked, his voice cracking with lust.
"Any time, sweetheart," Ester said, bracing herself.
As she had expected, Andy plunged forward savagely, jamming his cock deep into her from the very start. She surged forward, her whole body moving with the intensity of his initial fuck-stroke.
Bob sat back, watching, his prick sticking up from his groin like a missile. He knew it was best to wait until the other fuckers had established some sort of rhythm. He didn't want to give his wife his prick to suck while his kid was fucking her all crazy. If Andy jolted her a real good one, she was liable to bite his cock right off! Gently stroking himself, he patiently waited.
Andy pressed his fingers hard into the pliable flesh of his mother's ass. Her cunt enveloped his prick, a perfect fit, and Andy moaned. She felt so good inside, he loved being inside of her. His prick lolled around inside of her, feeling the sticky warmth of her insides and the ooze of the load of jizz his father had deposited there not long before.
Ester moved with the boy, rocking forward and back at whatever pace he set. His prick felt different from her husband's cock. Was Andy's prick longer, thinner, more pointed? She wasn't sure, she only knew that her pussy could tell the difference between the two. But whichever prick she was fucking, she loved it best.
Eager to have them both at once, Ester looked toward Bob to tell him she thought it was okay.
The older man smiled at her strained expression, knowing that she was full of teenage cock-meat. Then he crawled toward her, his prick hugging his belly as he moved. When he got right in front of Ester, he knelt and his prick came up toward her like the boom of a ship.
Gladly, she shifted her weight so she only needed one hand to hold herself up. Then, with her son pounding at her pussy with a relentless fucking tempo, she licked her lips and brought her husband's prick right to her mouth. Looking right up into Bob's eyes, she then ovaled her lips and sucked the tip of his prick right in between them.
"Ummmmm," the man sighed, "I could get to like this!"
Ester almost laughed, knowing full well that her husband did already like having his prick sucked. It was something he never seemed to get enough of, which was fine with her. She sucked in around his prick, puckering in her cheeks to guarantee his cock plenty of mind-blowing friction.
As Andy fucked her, he was well-aware of what she was doing to Bob. They'd fucked together many, many times, it was one of their favorite family activities, but for Andy, it was always an incredible turn-on to be naked, fucking with both of his parents. The boy felt sorry for any family that had not discovered the joys of incest.
His prick rammed forward in his mother's cunt, reaming her out from one end of her pussy-channel to the other. His cock slipped as far into her as he could reach and then he pulled back out just as far. Every nerve-ending along the length of Ester's pussy was touched and stimulated by her son's fucking cock.
When Ester sighed, her lust was transferred to her husband via his prick. The vibrations of her lusty moan tingled right up the shaft of Bob's cock and he felt them just as clearly as he would have had he been fucking her cunt himself. The three of them, the man, the boy and the woman, were all a part of this fuck, and their joy and excitement was shared, body to body, by them all. What one felt, they all felt, and this helped move the level of their fuck-lust higher and higher.
Andy's prick wiggled around inside of Ester, and Ester wiggled back around it. She fucked at him as much as he fucked at her. Her cunt tucked downward and then turned back up, fucking back at Andy while he continued to ram straight on into her. His prick was bounced and bobbed around inside the tunnel of her pussy, and he felt hotter and hotter. His balls bounced too, thumping against the end of his mother's dripping cunt-channel. Each time he fucked into her all the way, his balls slammed against her, churning with their heavy load of cock-cream.
When Ester sucked her husband's cock into her mouth, she was filled to the brim with prick-meat. Her body was filled by the hot, hard inches of their fuckrods and she reveled in it. She loved cock and the more she got, the better her body moved as she took her husband's prick into her mouth and then released it, doing just the opposite with her boy's cock-meat.
Whenever Ester rocked forward, her mouth and throat were filled with the girth of Bob's dripping prick. She swirled her tongue around the helmeted head of his prick-tip, running her tongue along the sensitive ridge that separated his cock-head from the shaft of his prick. She swallowed down the pre-cum that seeped from his excited prick and felt it covering her throat with a milky, sexy coating. The taste was as delicious as ever, and Ester sucked harder, wanting to have even more of it.
On the other end of her body, her son's prick slid out of her cunt as she swooped down on Bob's hard-on. The lips of her pussy tickled just the end of Andy's prick and the boy held his breath, praying that the jizz in his balls would not shoot out just yet. Each time when her pussy slid back along the shaft of his prick, taking all of him back inside her pussy, Andy moaned again, this time hoping as before that he wouldn't come yet and they could keep on fucking.
When she had all of Andy's prick inside of her, Ester held just the tip of her husband's prick between her slick red lips. She kissed his dripping, rounded fuck-knob, smacking loudly and sexily. Bob took hold of his prick-shaft with his hand, rubbing it around and around against the pursed lips of his wife's exciting mouth. He bobbed it against her teeth, liking the hardness against the squishy softness of his prick-head.
Whatever position she was in, Ester loved it. She was constantly filled with prick from one end of her body to the other and she writhed around between them, feeling very sexy and desirable. Few women ever knew the pleasure of fucking two cocks at the same time, let alone two cocks that belonged to their husband and son. Ester knew that she was a very, very lucky woman, and she counted her lucky stars every time her son's crashing prick made her see them in the darkness behind her closed eyelids.
"Ha! Haaa!" she panted, breathing loudly through her nose, her mouth stuffed so far with her husband's prick that she could not speak.
But she didn't need to tell the men how good they were making her feel, her body was doing that already. Andy could tell that she liked the way he was fucking her because her pussy was very wet and juicy and she snapped her cunt-walls all around the shaft of his prick. He pressed forward, leaning against her ass and burying every inch of prick-meat he had inside of her. He stayed that way for several lovely seconds, grinding his groin against the pillowy cheeks of her ass.
Ester spat out Bob's prick and gasped for sanity.
"Honey!" she grunted, her body feeling as if it were being redecorated on the inside. "I- ohhhh! Honey!"
She grunted, not sure of what she wanted to say. Bob's prick slithered up along the side of her face, drooling on up into her hair. She closed her eyes and let the snakelike thing streak her with pre-cum. She hardly noticed it while her boy's prick-shaft was probing new depths of her experienced pussy.
Andy set his jaw and pushed harder. He looked down to where her ass met with the blond-haired base of his prick and he could see no separation between the two. His prick was completely embedded in his mother's pussy, and his groin smashed against her ass. Together, the two fuckers groaned and pushed, each making sure they could not possibly get any closer together.
Bob knelt, his prick rooting around in his wife's hair, and watched their expressions. Ester's eyes were closed and her face wrinkled with lust as if she were in pain. Andy stared straight down to the point where his prick disappeared up into his mother's body. His jaw was set and he was obviously battling with himself to keep from coming. The way they looked excited Bob and he gave his hard-on a squeeze, eager to be a part of the fucking once again.
"Shit!" Andy finally gasped, nature forcing him to pull his cock back out of the clutches of his mother's pussy or lose his load immediately. He exhaled sharply as he dropped back, sitting down on his haunches so just the tip of his prick remained inside of Ester.
The woman panted, too, and immediately grabbed for Bob's cock. It was as if she couldn't stand to not be filled with cock-meat, and so she took what she could get as her son pulled back out of her pussy. Hungrily she slurped in the first few inches of Bob's prick, munching on it as if she were starving for the taste of cock-meat.
"Oh baby!" Bob said, almost amused by his wife's extreme lust. Once he got his bearings again, Andy began pumping into his mother. His prick thundered into her and, this time at least, Ester did not ease back on her husband's prick. She took both of the cocks with equal and unrelenting vigor. They filled her up and she only moaned out her desire for more.
Her body both separating and connecting them, the men looked at one another over Ester. They shared the same kind of lust-crazed expression, and they silently told each other that it would not be long before they were both coming. Bravely, Andy tried to smile at his father, thanking the older man for making all of this possible. Bob returned his son's strained smirk, glad that they could share the kind of closeness most fathers and sons never knew.
Then, their eyes locked in a kind of pact, the two men began moving together, both of them fucking into Ester at the same time. Their cocks surged forward at the same instant, burying themselves in their respective ends of the woman's squirming body.
"Hummram!" she shouted, although her mouth was filled with Bob's prick. "Mmmm!"
At first she fought them, trying to throw off their coordinated motions by fucking wildly herself. She gyrated and thrashed, moving with unpredictable, jerky motions. Her mouth and cunt nearly lost the pricks that were fucking them, but the men finally won out, tiring her out and wearing her down. Finally, Ester gave into their fucking wants and became a passive partner, letting them use her body to gain whatever pleasure they wished.
She went with them, rocking and rolling. And although she fought it in the beginning, gradually she grew used to it and discovered that if she didn't fight them, this kind of fucking suited her just fine.
"She likes it!" Andy said, glad for his mother's change of heart. "Hey, Dad, I think she likes it!"
Looking down into his wife's eyes, something his son couldn't do, Bob agreed.
"I think she does," he said. "In fact, I know she does."
While she sucked him off, Bob reached under his wife's body and took hold of her hanging tits. He cupped them, pushing them back up against her body. His fingers snapped together over her nipples, making Ester feel yet another kind of arousal.
Andy's fuck-strokes were now straight and true, plunging his prick right into the heart of his mother's pussy. The jism that had been churning in his balls since the very beginning of their fuck now started to boil, making the boy aware that his climax would be coming soon, no matter how badly he wanted to keep on fucking. His jizz was ready to blow and there would be no stopping it.
His head spun, and his body was slick with sweat. Fucking and not coming was hard work for a young boy, and Andy suffered because of it. But it was a good kind of suffering, one he hoped he had the hard luck to experience over and over again. But for now at least, his body had taken all that it would stand.
"Coming!" he grunted, falling forward over Ester and jamming his prick far up into her. "Take it all, Mom, 'cause here it comes!"
Ester grunted and wiggled back against him, making sure his cock was jammed up inside of her. Then she felt the first of the many blasts of his cream wetting down her insides. As if he were shooting fire instead of jizz, Ester bucked and shook, her insides quaking as they were covered with her son's cock-cream.
Her screams and moans again crawled right up Bob's prick-shaft and right into his brain. But he fought it off for a few strokes, keeping his cock moving in and out between her ovaled, quivering lips. He could tell from Andy's jerking motions and odd expression that his climax was very powerful. He could also tell from his wife's reaction that she was experiencing almost as much excitement as the boy was.
The combination of sight and sound was finally too much for Bob too. Before the last of his son's load had drained into Ester's body, he was letting her have it, turning loose with a tremendous tide of flowing white jizz.
His hips bucked forward, just as Andy's body continued to jerk against Ester's ass. Together, the men climaxed against her, their bodies rocking in the same tempo of orgasm just as they had shared the speed of their fucking.
Buffeted between them, Ester swallowed and shimmied, working to increase their pleasure. Her mouth pulled hard on Bob's jerking prick, pulling out all the come there was to have. Her pussy automatically gyrated around the spurting inches of Andy's cock, coaxing out the boy's cock-cream. Although she didn't come herself, she made it as good as she could for the other two and the men sure appreciated it.
"Great, Mom," Andy said, painfully slipping his cock out of her. "Just great!"
"You are the best," Bob agreed, his fuck-weary cock drooling out of her mouth.
Ester glowed under all their compliments. She stretched out on the bed, easing her fucked-out body.
"Well, I guess I better be getting back to my own bed," Andy said, grabbing up his pajama pants and staggering toward the door.
He was almost gone before Bob remembered "Son!" he called out. "Wait!" Sleepily, Andy wandered back into the room. "Dad?"
"I thought you wanted to talk," said Bob. "Wasn't that why you came in in the first place?"
"Oh yeah!" Andy laughed. "I almost forgot. Well, it's about Amy."
"Amy!" Bob said, suddenly alert.
"Yeah, well, I know you taught us not to keep secrets and so I just wanted you to know that, well, Susan and I fucked with her today, out in the woods."
"You didn't force her, did you?" Bob asked anxiously.
"Oh no, she wanted to. But, well, later we found out that she was a virgin."
"What?" Bob exclaimed. "You mean you took your own sister's cherry?"
"But we didn't know! Honest!"
"All right, I appreciate your honesty. Good night."
Glad to get away, Andy took off like a shot.
Tired now, Bob settled down and took his wife into his arms. He hugged her tightly.
"I should have fucked her myself," he said. "A girl's first fuck should always be with her father."
Chapter Nine
After he knew that his blonde daughter was not a virgin nor afraid of incest, Bob felt encouraged. If she would fuck with her brother and sister, the chances were better that she would also fuck with him!
Arranging to be alone with Amy was easy. Bob simply told the others what he hoped to do and they all agreed to give him a couple of hours to do it. Andy went out to play baseball. Susan went to a friend's house to play records, and Sarah and Ester went shopping. But, one thing they all had in common was their desire to get in on fucking Amy.
So, without anyone saying anything to anyone else, they all checked their watches and promised themselves they would be home in two hours, ready to claim their share of Amy if Bob was successful in seducing the girl.
When they were all gone, Bob made his move. He found the girl up in her room, her nose again buried in a book. Again, she reminded him of her mother. She had always liked to read, too.
"Hi, honey," he said, sitting down on the bed beside her. "What are you reading?"
Amy flipped her book over casually.
"Oh, that's a good one," her father said. "Mind if 1 interrupt you for a while?"
"Nah," said Amy, "I'm tired of reading anyway. I need a break."
"I know what we can do," Bob said, stroking her long hair.
"What?" she asked, looking up at him innocently.
Right then, Bob knew he had to make a choice. He either had to jump right on the girl and hope she wouldn't yell rape, or he had to come clean and tell her everything. Looking into her trusting blue eyes, he knew what he had to do.
"Amy," he said slowly, "Andy told me about what happened with you guys yesterday." "Oh!"
"Now, don't worry, I don't think it's wrong, I really don't."
He watched carefully as the little blonde bowed her head in shame.
"Honey," he said, lifting her chin so she had to look at him, "haven't you noticed anything, well, unusual when it comes to sex in this house? Haven't the others told you anything about us?"
"No," Amy lied.
"Then I'll tell you. You see, Amy, Ester and I have kind of a special relationship with our kids. We care very much about them and we're not afraid or ashamed to show it. And the kids love us, too, just like Andy and Susan loved you yesterday. Do you understand?"
"I think so," Amy said softly.
"Well, I think you do, too, Amy, and the truth is, I'd like to love you that way, too. I'm very sorry we haven't seen each other in such a long time and I'd like to try and make it up to you-if you want me to."
Amy looked into her father's eyes, seeing the sincerity there. Was he saying what she thought he was saying? Did he want to fuck her? Her heart was pounding very hard and fast.
"Do you want to, Amy?" he asked.
Amy trembled. Her own father wanted to fuck her! She'd never imagined a moment like this.
"Um-hum," she said, gently nodding her head. "Yes!"
Bob was so relieved he wanted to jump the girl's bones right there. But he held himself back, going slowly, just in case she changed her mind. He prayed that she didn't.
First he hugged the girl, kissing her wet lips. Their kiss started off slowly and picked up speed and ardor. Amy surprised her dad by being a very good kisser. It became obvious to Bob that she might have just lost her cherry the day before, but his daughter was no stranger to foreplay. Relieved, he put one hand on her budding tit.
"Okay?" he asked, massaging her small tit-cone through her blouse.
Amy wiggled up against his hand, smiling up at him to tell him, yes. When he reached back around to take off her small bra, she lifted herself up, making it easier for him. Then he slid both of his big hands up under her blouse, his fingers seeking out the pointed tips of her erect nipples.
"Ummmmm!" the girl moaned, her father's touch more electric than anything she had ever experienced before.
Bob massaged the roundness of her tits, his fingers spread out to cover them. The skin was very soft, very creamy, and Bob could feel his cock pounding in his pants. He had to get it out soon. Eagerly, he flipped back Amy's blouse, exposing her bare tits to his warm mouth.
Amy scooted back on the bed and made more room for her father to stretch out. He put his lips on her tits, sucking softly at first and then harder and harder. Her pussy felt the suctions that his mouth put on her tits and it surged with desire as her nipples rose in arousal. Her cunt started to heat up, and Amy felt the ticklish sensation of cunt-juice starting to roll down the anxious crack of her pussy.
"Oh, Daddy!" she sighed.
"Sweetheart-" Bob panted.
Wiggling back off the bed, Bob kissed his way down his daughter's body. Her belly was tanned and tight, and the tops of her thighs were creamy smooth when he pulled down her shorts. Amy didn't stop him, and so he cupped her white pantied crotch, feeling her jump at his touch.
"I'll stop now if you want me to," he puffed, the blood rushing in his ears.
Tenderly, Bob rolled his hand around, massaging the mound of her pussy. Already the crotch of her panties was wet with her fuck-juices, and Bob poked the fabric up inside of her pussy-lips.
Amy moaned and wiggled around, her little ass dancing as he fingered her with his big hands. Then, arching up, she lifted her ass up off the bed and Bob realized it was an invitation to him to remove her panties. Mad with lust, he jerked them down, leaving his glorious daughter stark-naked.
"Oh, you're beautiful!" he gasped, leaning back to take her all in. "Just beautiful!"
He started to fall forward on top of her, but Amy put her arms out straight to stop him. Bob was startled.
"You get naked, too," she said softly, surprising herself with her own brazen words.
"Sure, baby, sure!" Bob gasped, standing up and quickly ripping his clothes off. His prick swung forward like a tree branch, dripping with the dew of his pre-cum. "Okay now?"
Amy feasted her eyes on her father's body. His was the first full-grown prick she had ever seen. It was much bigger than either Andy's or Billy's prick, and she wanted it inside of her very badly. She held her arms out to Bob, wanting him to hold her.
Bob sank right down on top of her, his prick bending down into the crack between her thighs. Amy wiggled as his pre-cum was brushed off against her soft skin, and then she threw her arms around his back, hugging him to her and making him kiss her.
Their tongues darted and dove together, then-naked bodies writhing against each other. Bob's prick twisted against her, bobbing up against the soft lips of her cunt. With a flick of his fingers, he reached down and directed it against the mouth of her pussy.
"All right?" he asked, pausing for her small yelp of agreement before he plunged his prick into her.
"Oughhhh!" Amy cried out, feeling speared by his big prick. "Oughhh! Ahhhh! Daddy!"
Half of Bob told him to ease off, half to keep going. Whether it was right or wrong, he listened to his second half and hammered the girl, not listening to her cries and moans. His prick opened her up, stretching her out and making her feel things she had never, ever felt before.
Amy fought and clawed, trying to get away from him and his hurting prick. She wanted to tell him to stop, to take his cock out of her, but she couldn't form the words. Red wheels of pain spun in the darkness behind her closed eyelids and she felt hot all over, white-hot with agony.
But for Bob, the fucking had never been better. He pulled his cock out of the hole of her pussy, feeling how tightly her cunt held him. Then, despite her obvious discomfort, he threw his prick back into her. His prick seemed to slide in easier this time, and so he began an even fucking tempo. Back and forth and in and out, his prick-shaft moved, reaming out the loosening tunnel of Amy's young cunt.
Although she wasn't sure when or why it had started, gradually Amy began to feel differently about their fucking. She didn't struggle quite so hard anymore, and her cunt didn't hurt as it had at first. Then, before she even realized it, something started to make her move. Her hips lifted and pumped all on their own, her back arching up to actually help her father's big cock fuck deeper into her.
"Ummmm," she moaned, this time with lust and excitement, rather than with pain.
Bob could both hear and feel his daughter's change of heart and he was glad. He didn't really want to fuck her if she didn't want him to, but his prick just wouldn't let him turn back once he started. He'd wanted to fuck Amy so badly he hadn't been able to control himself, but now it seemed he didn't have to. His daughter was with him all the way.
"God, that's good!" he grunted, slamming into her. "Put your legs up around me, Amy. Ahhh! Yeah! That's great!"
Amy's bare feet pounded against the small of his back as she rode with his fucking motions. His prick fucked into her so deeply it jarred her teeth and made her grunt. The air was fucked right out of her and she rocked beneath her father's belly like the young of some animal.
Her pussy held his prick with mind-bending tightness. Even his younger girls didn't have cunts this tight anymore. Again, thinking of the past because of Amy, he remembered those first few fucks with Sarah and then Susan. They had been so sweet then, so young and tender. Even if Amy was a few years past that innocent age, her nearly virginal body still held just as much excitement for Bob. If he couldn't be her first fuck, he was certainly going to try to be her best fuck. It was the least that he could do for her, especially after so many years of neglect.
He ground his rodding prick around up inside of her. His cockhead beat against the walls and end of her pussy-channel, making the girl rock with lust. Her pussy was considerably looser around his prick-shaft now, and he fucked straight in and out of her, moving his hips as quickly as he could.
Amy held onto his shoulders, and her feet and legs gripped him tightly. She had hold of him in every way possible, and Bob felt almost as if she had become a part of him.
Not knowing what else to do, Amy moved herself with her father, fucking back at him with just as much enthusiasm as he used on her. She had learned a lot yesterday, fucking with Susan and Andy, but, she knew now from fucking with her father, that there was much more for her to discover about fucking. She just hung on to Bob for now, letting nature and her own soaring lust be her guides.
Amy's pussy sizzled with lust as her father's prick stimulated all the hot-pink nerve endings along its padded tunnel. Cunt-juice rolled out and bathed Bob's prick, easing his fucking and making both fuckers drunk with its sticky sweet smell. The more she moved with her father's rutting prick, the more her fuck-juice cascaded down along her ass-crack, tickling her and making her dance faster and faster. Bob moved quicker then, too, and the two of them turned each other on, feeding on one another's growing lust.
Amy felt comfortable around her father's prick now. She could move more, now that her pussy was used to feeling so filled up with his prick-meat. She waved her ass from side to side, testing out the insides of her cunt. She was so inexperienced at fucking that she didn't even know what her own body would or would not take. She was eager to find out, and so she pressed herself forward, making her pussy take as much of her father's prick as Bob could give her.
"Amy, oh how I love you!" Bob gushed, his prick enveloped by her young cunt.
Again, Amy wanted to answer her father, to tell him that she felt the same way, but she couldn't. Her lust kept her from forming any coherent sentences, and so all she could do was fuck back at him with more vigor than ever, proving with her body what she could not say with words.
Bob let his hands wander back down to his daughter's heaving tits. Her pointed tit-buds rose and fell quickly with Amy's heavy breathing. His fingers smoothed over the sweaty spikes, pushing them down and then feeling how they surged with blood, forcing their way up straight and tall again.
Just as her tits pounded with lust, so did the end of Bob's prick. The man could not remember when he had been so hot to fuck a certain pussy. In his house there was always cunt to fuck and he never went without. But now, fucking Amy, he felt like he hadn't emptied his balls in months. The lust his golden daughter aroused in him was right off the scale he used to gauge his own arousal. There was no one who had ever made him feel this way, no one who had ever made his cock stand up and take notice the way Amy's little pussy was doing right now.
"Dad! Dad! Dad!" she moaned, his prick pumping words right out of her.
To hear her call him that after all this time was the final turn-on for Bob. Even though they had not seen each other for so many years, Bob had never stopped loving Amy. Now, to be with her this way, fucking her, and to know that she loved him, too, nearly blew the poor man's mind.
His prick jumped forward in the tight grip of her cunt and he felt the fuck-cream churn in his hairy balls. He left her tits alone and held her body tightly pressed against his, guaranteeing that his near-to-bursting prick got as much satisfaction out of her pussy-hole as possible.
"Take it, honey! Take it!" he gasped, feeding her all of his long cock. "It's all for you, Amy, just for you, girl, so take it all!"
The blood pounded in Amy's ears so loudly that she didn't hear what her father said to her. His prick seemed to have fucked all life and reason right out of her, and she didn't understand anything anymore. The only language that reached her through her lust-clouded brain was the language of lust. Both she and her father spoke that sexy tongue and their fuck-parts conversed, saying everything there was to be said.
Bob sputtered, fucking her with all his might. Her pussy shuddered around his surging prick-meat, making his cock shudder from within. He drew his head back and looked down into Amy's lust-contorted face. Her eyes were closed and she looked like an angel, her golden hair tossed sexily around her face. Just then, with his prick still pumping in and out of her pussy with an alarming rate, the girl opened her eyes and smiled.
"Christ!" Bob gasped, his balls bursting. "Oh Amy!"
Her pretty face, her smile so sweet and true, were too much for him. His balls seemed to split open and pour their sticky contents into the tender tunnel of Amy's cunt. The spurts followed one another very closely, making Bob's cock buck with its exploding fuck-lust.
"Ohhhhh!" Amy moaned, remembering that warm, squishy feeling from yesterday and knowing it was happening again.
She wiggled around, taking her second load of cream. Her pussy sucked down her father's spunk and she felt deliriously warmed by it. She hugged her dad with her arms and legs and pussy, thanking him for fucking her so good.
Bob kept on pumping, even after his cock began to soften. He never wanted to leave Amy, never. He wanted to keep her for his own, to have her as a part of his family, his everyday family. And to do that, he knew she would have to do more than just fuck him.
"Honey," he panted, turning his head and kissing the side of her face, "did you like that?"
"Mmmm, yes," she sighed, "it was wonderful, Daddy!"
"You don't think there's anything wrong with having sex with your own father do you?"
"No!" she said quickly. "I love it!"
Bob laughed. "I'm glad, because I want you to stay here with us, with this family, if you want to."
"Stay here, with all of you?" Amy asked, surprised by the offer.
"Um-hum. But you have to like fucking, Amy, if you stay here. And you have to like fucking with everyone in the family."
"Everyone?" she said, thinking it over. Could she make love with her sisters? She wasn't sure.
"And you can't be afraid to be involved in orgies. We do that a lot around this house and everyone has to participate, otherwise it doesn't work. Do you think you'd like having orgies with all of us, Amy?"
"Orgies?" she said, still unsure.
"You know, where everyone has sex with everyone, all together! It's like a party, a sex-party."
"A sex-party? An orgy? All right!"
Hearing that, there came a cheer from just outside the door. While Amy and Bob jumped with surprise, the others stumbled forward, the first just as naked as the last.
"Did somebody say orgy?" Andy asked.
"Where? When?" Sarah called out as she ran across the room.
"Count me in!" Susan cried out enthusiastically.
"We're all here now!" said Ester, bouncing alongside her stunned husband and daughter. "Let's go!"
"Daddy?" Amy said, concerned.
"You heard 'em," said Bob, into the spirit now, "let's go!"
Amy just watched as her family crowded in around her. She saw Bob open up his arms and take in both Susan and Sarah while Ester smiled. While she had thought she had understood what her father was talking about when he said he and his wife had a special relationship with their kids, it was a very different thing to actually see it happening. It was strange and new to Amy- and also wonderfully exciting.
"You ready, Sis?" Andy suddenly said, sliding down naked beside her.
Amy nodded, not knowing what to say. Her brother's prick reached out for her and left a trail of pre-cum down the inside of one of her thighs.
"Don't be scared! This is great! Just relax and enjoy!"
The boy eased her back and kissed her. Amy put her arms around him, nearly forgetting that they were not the only ones in the room. Her brother's mouth sucked all her fears away and Amy frenched with him, their saliva moving from one mouth to the other. She felt her cunt getting soft and squishy again and she reached down for Andy's prick just as she felt another pair of hands reach out for her.
Surprised, she snapped open her eyes. Then her blue eyes bugged out wide when she saw who was touching her so erotically.
"Ester!" she gasped, shocked.
"Mmmm," the older woman said, stroking her tits and running her hands down Amy's flat belly toward her warming cunt, "now I see why Bob was so hot for you. You're beautiful, darling, just beautiful!"
"Take it easy on her, Mom," said Andy, "she's a little spooked."
"Don't worry about a thing, honey, I'll go nice and slow."
Amy shuddered when her brother leaned back down to kiss her and she felt Ester's hands running along her inner thighs. The woman's touch was very different from anything Amy had ever felt before. Her fingers were softer, more gentle, but more sure of where they wanted to go. When they slid up Amy's legs and met at the blonde vee of her crotch, Amy jumped.
"Shhhh," said Ester, looking at the pink pussy-lips between Amy's legs as she spread the girl open, "this won't hurt a bit, I promise."
Amy gasped and jerked when Ester's mouth began working over her cunt. But Andy held her down and still, his mouth was plastered to hers in a way that kept her from trying to escape. The sensation of Ester's lips on her pussy was very strange. Her tongue licked out, and Amy groaned as it slithered back and forth along the hairy outer lips of her pussy. Then, when Ester's tongue delved inside, Amy thought her whole body would explode from the incredible excitement she felt.
Not far away, Bob lounged back, his daughters in the crooks of his arms. They kissed his face and all down the sides of his body. But he hardly noticed the erotic things they were doing to him, their little mouths and eager fingers touching him so nicely. Instead, his eyes were focused on Amy and what his son and wife were doing to her. His cock bobbed upward as he watched, and when Sarah finally slithered back down his body and took hold of it, the man nearly jumped right out of his skin.
"Ough!" he grunted, his cock so excited the tender touch of his daughter's fingers was almost painful.
Sarah giggled and ovaled her lips around her father's prick-shaft. Bob quickly got used to the feeling and relaxed, his eyes closed to slits as he continued to watch Amy while his other daughters did him in.
Sarah's head nodded along the length of his prick and he absently tangled his fingers in her long, silky hair. Susan, too, did her best for her dad. She wiggled her sexy, naked body against his and kissed and massaged his nipples. The tiny spikes of Bob's masculine nipples stood straight up, beating with lust.
Susan's fingers and soft lips blended the lust from his upper body with the lust her sister elicited from his lower body with her sucking, munching mouth. Caught in between, Bob sizzled with excitement, all three girls helping to turn him on like he had never been turned on before in all his fucking years.
He watched with rapt attention and saw the way Amy gave in to Ester and Andy. She had been very reluctant at first, but soon Ester's experienced mouth and Andy's relentless tongue had her humming and writhing with lust. Bob watched as her small body strained with the great waves of excitement that crashed through it.
Amy twisted and turned between her two fuck-partners. Andy's hungry mouth left her lips feeling tingly and sore. But the boy did not let up. He kept his tongue roving around inside of her mouth, his lips constantly smashing down against hers. Their mouths ground together and Amy breathed loudly through her nose, struggling to get enough air around her brother's ravenous mouth.
But his was not the only eager mouth Amy had to deal with. Ester had driven herself in far between Amy's legs, and now the girl was spread wide, her legs held wide-apart by the woman's sweaty hands. Ester's long tongue darted far up into Amy, tickling the girl from the inside out and sucking out her husband's cock-cream.
Although Ester had known full well that her husband planned to fuck the pretty little blonde, it still seemed like buried treasure when she actually did find Amy's pussy filled with the familiar tasting cock-cream. She drove her tongue in deeply and then shoveled the melting white cream back out. Slurping loudly and obscenely, she gulped it down, cleaning Amy out and exciting herself all at the same time.
"Hummm, mmmmm!" Amy moaned into Andy's mouth, sharing with him the incredible sensations Ester was cooking up in her pussy. "Hmmmmm! Mmmmmm!"
Ester's tongue went around and around in the mouth of her pussy and then poked in deep. Amy got a feel for Ester's cunt-sucking motions and began to move with them, rotating her ass and thrusting her cunt toward the woman at just the right moment. No man had ever eaten her pussy out as good as this woman was doing right now. Any fears that Amy had had about fucking another woman left the girl right then. Ester was doing her real good and she would not have stopped her now for the world.
While his mother took total possession of Amy's tender pussy, Andy did his best to keep her tits and mouth excited, too. His kisses were constant and passion-filled, while his fingers pulled and pressed at Amy's heaving tits. The little blonde arched her back, offering him all the tit-meat he wanted and so he left her mouth and slid down to suck around the upthrusting mountains of her gentle tits.
Even when he wasn't kissing her anymore, Amy still could feel his lips on hers. Her whole mouth tingled with the left-over sensations and she thought they would never go away-at least until he turned his talents loose on her highly aroused tit-meat. Then, before she knew it, Amy forgot all about his kisses and remembered only the wild things his mouth was now doing to her tits.
He sucked in hard, puckering his cheeks in around the white skin of first one tit and then its twin. The soft, moist insides of his mouth caressed the soft skin of her tits, and both teenagers felt their excitement level jump. Andy's prick was trapped between his body and his wiggling sister's. But it was hard as stone and the boy wished that he could be fucking Amy with it.
But, since his mother had already claimed that spot with her eager mouth, fucking Amy just now was impossible. So Andy did the next best thing-he threw himself into gorging himself on her tit-meat, losing himself in the soft, succulent sweetness.
Bob's daughters each gasped sweetly with lust as they sucked and nipped and slobbered all over his fuck-parts. Sarah's mouth rode up and down the bumpy shaft of his cock with a sexy, predictable motion that lulled Bob into a sort of erotic stupor. Her mouth worked over nearly all of his prick, and what she couldn't suck between her lips, she massaged with her small, sweet hands.
Every inch of Bob's prick-shaft was stimulated by her in some way and he rocked his hips up slightly, poking his prick through her fingers and lips.
The naked brunettes both felt their father's growing excitement and it turned them on, too.
Sarah's nude body was curled into a little ball, huddled between her father's parted legs. As she crouched forward to suck on his prick, her tit-tips hung down and slithered across the tops of her knees. Sarah was so caught up in her cock-sucking that she didn't even realize that she was stimulating herself this way. She was only aware that she was getting very hot.
Susan, too, was alive with lust. She had one leg tossed across her father's thigh and her open, excited pussy pressed against him. She rubbed herself off, coming quietly and often as she suckled on her father's nipples with the same sort of enthusiasm her brother was sucking Amy's flowering tit-mounds.
Susan couldn't see what was happening with the other fuckers, but she didn't really need to. She could hear their loud slurping noises and their shuddered sighs of lust, and so she knew that, whatever they were doing, they were enjoying it very much.
If anything, Susan's estimation of how much the three other fuckers were enjoying themselves was an understatement.
Amy had never in her life felt anything like the hot, erotic sensations that now took over her mind and body. She was tossed from her brother's wonderful mouth to Ester's, and she simpered and moaned, her lust doubling and redoubling.
"Ahhhh," she sighed, her mouth dry.
Ester's tongue wiggled around inside of her cunt like a snake gone wild. It bobbed against the soft pink walls of Amy's pussy, coaxing out foaming gushers of pussy-cream and then spreading it out all around the interior of Amy's shuddering cunt-hole. It butted here and there, dragging itself along and leaving behind it a trail of erotic sparks.
Amy shifted around Ester's fucking tongue, moving her pussy so Ester's tongue hit her in all the right places. The older woman's tongue glanced off one trembling cunt-lip and goosed her clit. Amy shrieked and jumped, her excitement rising.
"Good, huh?" Andy said, feeling how she quaked. His mouth was just a fraction of an inch away from her spit-wet tit-tip and his hot words were spoken against the skin of her tit, making it stand straight up. "Yeah, we knew you'd like this."
Amy rolled her eyes back into her skull and lay there, letting them do whatever they wanted to with her. Andy was right. She did like it- very much. It was better than anything she had ever experienced before. If this was all she had to learn to put up with if she wanted to become a member of this side of the family, Amy's lust-fogged brain told her it was an adjustment she was sure she could make.
"Ohhhhhh!" she sighed when Ester's lips clamped down around her clit and pulled it out straight. "Ummmmmm!"
Ester was almost brutal with the young girl's clit, or so it appeared. She stretched it out taut and then pushed it hard back into the bone behind it. She beat it from side to side with the pointed tip of her tongue, making Amy nearly scream out. But as Ester knew, the girl's cries were not of pain or distress. They were of full-on fuck-lust, and they meant that Amy wanted and needed even more.
The older woman varied her tonguing strokes, keeping Amy on her toes. Sometimes she fucked her tongue into the girl, wiggling it all around her insides. Other times, she kept it outside of Amy's body and used it to pleasantly torture the girl's sizzling clit. Whatever she did made Amy crazy with arousal, and the little blonde could hardly be contained as her fuck-lust grew to amazing levels.
Andy had to lean over across her body to keep her from thrashing around too violently. Her legs kicked out and Ester could hardly hold them apart. The girl kept snapping them together, trapping her munching, sucking head in the white, velvety grip of her thighs.
"Ummm! Ahhh! Ohhhh!" Amy cried out, her body teetering on the edge of a tremendous climax.
While he watched her going crazy, Bob felt his own fuck-lust rising. His daughters were doing a very good job of stimulating him, but the most arousing thing about this orgy was the spectacle Amy was putting on. It was a feast for his lecherous eyes, and Bob drank it all in, never looking away, even for a second.
He loved the way the little blonde strained upward, her cunt staying with Ester's mouth while the rest of her body fought for freedom. He could tell that Andy was working very hard to hold her down and keep his mouth sucking hotly at her tit-tips. Bob almost wished the boy would pull away and leave Amy free, free to dance the dance that her lust led her to. What would she do? Bob wondered. How would she move? Which beautiful ways would her lithe body contort? His prick jumped at all the erotic possibilities he imagined.
"Agh!" Bob grunted when Susan suddenly nibbled a bit too hard on one of his spiked nipples.
"Sorry, Daddy," she said sweetly, but Bob could see the sparkle in her dark eyes as she spoke and knew that she was more jealous than sorry.
But even that did not keep him from letting the girls just fuck him while he gave all his attention to Amy. If there was a problem of sharing, he would work that out with his children later. For now, Amy was his dream girl, the one thing that his life had been lacking and he intended to enjoy her to the fullest.
Amy's fingers stuck straight out, one hand grasping at the bed clothes, the other raking Andy's back. She bent her knees up and drew her legs back, tipping her ass into an especially obscene angle. Now Ester could easily reach her asshole as well as her pussy-hole and the lusty woman took full advantage.
Bob heard Amy cry out louder and with more excitement than ever, and he knew Ester well enough not to have to wonder what she was doing to arouse the girl so.
"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Amy whimpered, her body quaking with an orgasm that would neither explode nor go away. She felt sure that, if she didn't climax soon, she was sure to go crazy or burst with lust.
Sputtering with lust, Amy tipped her head forward and winked her eyes open. Then, for the first time, she realized that her father was still nearby, staring fixedly at her. Her body jerked with a new kind of thrill. What must she look like from her father's angle, with Ester eating out her pussy and Andy suckling on her tits? The surprised girl could only imagine that she made a very erotic, if not obscene picture, and it made her crazy with lust to think that her own father had set her up and was now seeing her this way.
"Oh, Daddy!" she sighed, her eyes locking onto Bob's. "Ohhhhh, Dad!"
Bob managed a smile, forcing it out over the grimace of his lust. He fucked his hips up, pushing his prick through the oval of Sarah's sucking mouth, very turned-on now that he and Amy were connected at least visually. The way his golden girl's face was twisted with her own obvious lust made his increase tenfold and he felt his balls begin to nuzzle up against the base of his well-sucked prick.
Her daddy was looking at her, seeing her for the first time in years-and in this compromising position. Amy's head buzzed with excitement. If this was what it took for her to get and keep her father's attention, she was more than willing to do it. She loved it! And if it got her her daddy, too, then it was even more perfect.
Both of them pumping and fucking themselves on the others, Amy and Bob did not look away from each other for even a fraction of a second. Their eyes burned from being open so long without even a wink of a break, but they didn't care. They were obsessed with the sight of each other, obsessed with watching the other one come.
Amy felt the level of her lust, which had been an agonizing constant for so long, begin to rise again. She pushed down, opening her pussy up against the constantly sucking mouth of Ester. The woman's tongue wiggled and pushed, and Amy shuddered, and then everything around her went black except the circle of her father's face as she dissolved in a mind-bending orgasm.
"Dad!" she cried, fucking forward, finally shaking Andy loose. "Ohhh, Dad!"
She bit her lip, and it looked to Bob as if she were suffering. Her body rocked and thrashed, but her eyes stayed stuck right on him and he felt almost a part of her climax. Watching her and the ecstasy that passed over her face did Bob in, and without any effort on his part, he was suddenly feeding Sarah a hot, sticky load of his prick-cream.
"Amy! Sweetheart! Oh my Amy!" he sighed, his cock jumping in his other daughter's mouth.
Blasting through the final fog of their climaxes, father and daughter were as good as one. The years they had been apart meant nothing anymore because they knew that from this moment forward they would always be together. Bob would call Amy's mother and work it out with her. The girl was his now, she just had to stay in their home. He could not bear to lose her again.
"Oh, Daddy," she mumbled, her body weak now that her orgasm had passed, "Daddy . . ."
Wanting her, Bob reached out, leaving the other girls behind.
"Darling," he said, taking Amy away from Ester and Andy and holding her very tenderly, "my Amy."
