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Clarissa Bangs 'em All
Chapter 1
Clarissa Darling walked through the door of her
bedroom and tossed her books on the floor.
She pulled the hairband out of her hair and let
the lovely brownish blonde hair fall about her shoulders.
She was dying to take a shower. The
warm May weather had her sweating. She
pulled off her bright blue pullover and tossed
it near her books. She looked at herself in the
full length mirror next to her bed. She looked
at her well rounded breasts as she removed
her lacy white bra.
Her breasts were well tanned from a few
sessions at the tanning salon. Her areolas were
as red as starawberries and about as large. Her
nipples, dark red, were at full attention from the
removal of her bra.
She unzipped her cutoffs and let them drop
to the floor to expose her glorious bush (she wore
no panties this time of the year.)
The hair on her mound was the same
golden brown color as the hair on her head. She
turned slightly to get a view of her perfect ass.
It was well rounded with a dimple on either side.
She admired her body in the mirror. She ran her
hands down her smooth body and began exploring
the spot she "discovered" only months before.
She ran her fingers through the soft downy hair that
covered her sex. She slid her middle finger between
her lips and down to her clit. She rubbed it in small
circles and then plunged her finger into her glory hole.
The rush was enough to weaken her knees. She
slowed down the pace and began sliding her sticky
finger in and out of her quim.
She closed her eyes in ecstacy and lost her
self in orgasmic thought. She never heard Sam's
ladder clanging to her window. She was oblivious
to him. At first Sam was shocked and was ready to
head back down his ladder that he often used to
access Clarissa's second story room.
But he couldn't ignore the swelling in his
shorts. He boldly walked over behind Clarissa
and gently grabbed her by the shoulder. She
didn't even flinch. So he got up his nerve and
placed a kiss on the back of her neck. Then he slid
his hands around to the front of her body and grabbed
her breasts taking one in each hand and kneading
them like bread dough.
He slid his right hand down her stomach and
into the fur of her crotch. Her mound was hot. She
finally realized she was not alone, but at this point
didn't care. Sam slid his finger into her cunt and found
himelf wrestling with the two fingers she had jammed
inside her tight box. They stroked in unison as her
sixteen year old orgasm exploded in her body. Her
knees went weak and she collapsed to the floor.
She then turned around to face Sam and couldn't help
but notice the bulge in his shorts. Without hesitation she
yanked his shorts and underwear to his ankles. Sam was speechless.
"I've never done this before," confessed Clarissa.
"This is the first one I've seen."
"That's okay, I'm cherry myself."
Clarissa grabbed his dick by the root with her right
hand as she fondled his balls with her left. She admired
the throbbing member in her hand. It's veins running
to the base and the large purple head. She stuck out her
tongue and licked the tip. This sent a shiver through Sam.
She then placed the head in her mouth and flicked it with
her tongue repeatedly. Then she licked the underside to
his balls, then back to the tip and shoved the first three
inches into her mouth, followed quickly by the the remaining
five. She began sucking and licking as though she were devouring
a lollipop.
Then Sam lost control and grabbed Clarissa by
the back of the head and began ferociously fucking her
face. Clarissa relaxed her throat muscles and accomodated
the boner in her cute, young mouth. Her hands jerked his
cock as he thrust harder and harder. Then Sam threw back
his head and let loose. He coated her tonsils with his hot
jizz. She kept sucking as it dribbled it's last few drops.
Then she licked it clean and started licking the underside of
his balls in an attempt to get him hard again.
"Fuck me Sam, Please now."
She kept licking his balls, then scooted under him
and started licking his asshole. She ran her tongue along his
ass crack and darted it in and out of his rectum. His pubes
tickled her nose as she lifted his balls and cock higher for
better access.
"Eat my ass then fuck me Sam. I want you to be my first."
"Okay." (What else could he say?)
Sam finished removing the rest of his clothing.
He scampered over to the bed and sat on the edge.
Clarissa walked over and stood in front of him.
She giggled at the look on his face. They had been
friends for years and never even kissed. His face
was as brightly lit up as was hers. The sexual
tension was thick in the air.
He put his arms around her waist and pulled
her close. He started lightly pecking her belly
and pubic area, scraping his teeth on her pubic
hair. She quickly turned around and shoved
her ass in his face. He started kissing her
right buttcheek, then her left and began
alternating planting kisses all over her ass.
Then he ran his tongue up and down her asscrack.
He spread her dimpled asscheeks with his hands
and started returning her oral favors. He licked
around her puckered asshole. The tight pink
hole kind of winked at him.
Then, taking a breath he plunged his tongue
into her tight asshole. Though he lacked
experience, this all came almost second nature
to him. He then began massaging her asshole
with his right index finger as he licked her
asscrack and ass region.
Clarissa felt a surge in her pussy
and felt another orgasm coming on. The
closest she had come to an experience like
this before was when she got a little carried
away with her masturbating and sunk her middle
finger up her ass.
As her climax mounted, Sam wriggled his
finger up to the first joint into her now gaping
asshole. He then reached around her waist and
started frigging her clit with his free
hand, causing her body to finally let loose
with a crashing orgasm.
Her knees started to weaken and she felt
as though she was going to faint. So she stepped
away from Sam to sit on the bed next to him.
His finger popped out with a moist "plop" noise.
Sam was already erect again. He stood
as Clarissa picked up a pillow and propped it
under her ass. Sam now had a great view of her
firy red sexhole which was sopping wet with her
feminine cum. He admired her saliva stained asshole,
as if he were a master painter admiring his work.
"Now fuck me Sam. Please." She was pleading
in an almost childlike voice. She was so overcome with
lust she could hardly say anyhting else.
"I'm afraid of hurting you Clarissa," Sam said
realizing the possible pain of her de-virgination.
"Th-that's okay, I broke my hymen a few years
ago while masturbating a little too hard. Now fuck me!!!"
She was getting impatient now.
Sam then lay on the bed beside her in an act of
lust-filled blind obedience. He rolled over on top of
her, falling into her now open arms. He kissed her
hard on the mouth as he massaged his cockhead against her clit.
She kissed him back as she braced her body for the impending
penetration.
Then, taking a deep breath, he shoved his cock in
up to the head and started rocking a little and shoved a
few more inches in.
Clarissa felt a surge of electricity as Sam's
cock entered her box. Soon Sam was all the way in and
started slowly pumping in and out. Her pussy was very tight
and soaking wet.
Then, his hormones took over and he started pumping
harder and harder. His balls slapped against her saliva
stained ass. She let out a wince as she wasn't expecting the
surge and she had never had anything this large in her before.
The most she'd had before was three fingers (once before alone
and earlier with Sam.)
He felt his balls tighten and started fucking Clarissa
harder.
Clarissa also braced for another orgasm. Sam then
pulled out as he shot his load. His load coated Clarissa's
entire belly and a few drops hit her tits. He then shoved
three fingers into her red, swollen cunt so she could get off
once again.
Shortly, Clarissa bucked her hips upward and exploded,
coating Sam's fingers with even more of her cunt honey. Sam
then collapsed onto her ample chest in exhaustion.
"God that was great," Clarissa said in a faint voice.
She then kissed him on top of the head and drifted off to
sleep, as did Sam.
Chapter 2
Clarissa awoke to a darkened room. She strained to
see the clock. 7:45. She couldn't believe she had slept
for so long. She looked around and noticed Sam was gone.
"Oh God," she thought, "What have I done?"
Her mind raced to the events of hours past. She was
filled with half guilt and half with a tingle of pleasure.
She crawled out of bed and walked gingerly into the bathroom.
She was still a little sore from her first fuck. Sam's cum had
dried onto her belly and now crusty and flaky. She giggled as
she thought about the look on Sam's face as he shot his wad.
She was thankful her parents were out of town,
though, what if mom had walked in? Clarissa cringed at
the thought. Or worse yet, what about Ferguson? Aaaarrgghh!!
Clarissa turned the water on for her shower. She looked at
her near perfect body in the mirror. She noticed her face
was a little flushed (glowing?). She stepped into the shower
and grabbed the soap. She started scrubbing her pubic
area and slowly ran the bar of soap over her clit. The
sensation got her aroused.
She took her free hand and started massaging around her
pussy while soaping her clit. The combination was turning
her on.
She parted her pssy lips with two fingers and started
to shove the soapbar in.
It was almost too big but she was getting hot. She got
part of the corner in and began making cicular motions with it.
She kept rubbing her pussy lips, clit and her whole pubic area
as she shoved the soapbar a little further in. She felt that
tingling sensation coming on. In a matter of minutes she had
a crashing orgasm as she inserted her finger into her rectum.
She then proceeeded to wash the rest of her body
and rinse off.
* * *
She dressed in a pink button up shirt, light blue shorts
and her favorite red leggings. She headed downstairs to get a
bite to eat. On her way, she passed Ferguson's room.
She thought she heard moans coming from his room.
"He's probably jacking off," she giggled to herself.
Then she moved closer to the door to hear better.
Then, she realized, it sounded more like crying.
She knocked on the door, "Fergwad, what's wrong, are
you okay?"
She heard what she thought were muffled screams.
She threw open the door, now panicked. She couldn't
believe what she saw. Ferguson was tied to his bed by
ropes attached to both wrists and ankles. He was naked except
for a blue towel around his waist, a blindfold covering
his eyes and a bra shoved in his mouth as a gag.
"My God what happened?" she asked removing the bra
from Fergusons mouth.
"W-well y-y-y-ou know that b-bitch Laura Fishington?"
he stifled the tears, "Th-the ch-cheerleader? She
t-t-ricked m-me."
As Clarissa leaned over to untie one of the ropes,
Ferguson noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and could see
down her shirt. He fought the urge to stare. After all,
this was his sister.
Being male, Ferguson couldn't help but to stare. Her
boobs swayed side to side as she struggled to untie the rope.
Her perfect niples and perfectly tanned breasts were amazing
to him. He felt the towel twitch as his cock started to harden.
He couldn't believe his arousal. He had noticed over the last
few years her developement but had never known it was so
spectacular.
Clarissa looked at his face and noticed he was staring.
She stood up straight and pulled the top of her shirt to her
body. "Fuckin' perv. What the hell are you lookin' at?"
"Sorry sis, but they look so nice I couldn't help
it. I'm sorry."
Clarissa felt a little uneasy but also a little complimented.
Now, she noticed the growing bulge under the towel on around his
waist. It continued to grow.
Suddenly, Clarissa felt a little mischievious, then
realized, "God this is my brother..."
But she was overcome with lust and started not to
care anymore. She had to admit she was curious about her
brother who was maturing in his own right.
"Hey Fergface," she teased "what's under the towel?"
"Uh, nothin' sis. Now get me untied, this isn't
funny anymore."
"No, you looked at my tits, I'm gonna see what you
got."
She removed the towel. She gasped in amazement at
the sight. How could Laura have missed this? Ferguson's
cock must've been about eight inches long and was still growing.
She couldn't figure how Sam who was three years older
than Ferguson was about two inches smaller. Ferguson's cock
was skinny but long. He had a little tuft of red pubic hair
above his hard cock and a little covering his wrinkled
ballsac.
She wanted that cock and didn't care if it belonged
to her brother. "Sorry about this Ferg, but I'm so hot
I can't help myself," she said as she grabbed his cock.
Ferg was both excited and confused. He threw back
his head as Clarissa stroked his dick. Her fingers were
loose around it, and she would squeeze ever so gently
as she stroked.
Then she stopped. Ferguson opened his eyes and
looked at her in shock.
"I can't do this, Ferguson, as much as Ilike, it
just wouldn't be right."
"But, you started it, you gotta finish it. I mean
I respect you sis and love you dearly even though I tease
you, but sis, c'mon. At least jerk me off. Anyways, if it
feels so good, how could it possibly be wrong?" He couldn't
believe he was trying to get his sister to do something
even his girlfriend wouldn't do (Or Laura Fishington).
"Uh, you didn't let me finish," Clarissa lied, "I
was going to say it wouldn't be right for you to be naked
and me to be dressed."
She started unbottoning her blouse. She teased
Ferguson by flashing a little tit then covering herself
and undoing another button. Finally, she took the blouse
off and Ferguson's eyes got wide. he couldn't get over
her great tits. His eyes went from her shapely neck to
her stiffening nipples then down to her flat, tanned
stomach and to her inny belly button. Clarissa turned her
back to him and slowly started to lower her shorts. She flashed
her asscrack then pulled them back up. Then yanked them
down to below her anal cleft. She bent over
as she slid them the rest of the way down her slender
legs, leaving on her red leggings. He could see her
dimples clearly as she kicked her shorts off. Then
she turned around and covered her bush with her hands.
Ferguson looked a little confused.
"Beg me, Fergie, or you can't see it."
Ferguson couldn't believe it, his sister had just put
on a little strip show for him and now wanted him to beg
for a look. "Okay, sis. Can I please see it?"
"Say the word or no way."
"Okay, can I please see your p-p-," he struggled to
say it but this wasn't the way he talked. "... pussy."
"Why of course," Clarissa said, "thank you for
asking."
She removed her hands to reveal her bush. The
silky brownish-blonde hair covering her lips was
incredibly arousing to Ferguson. He had seen
it in magazines but never in real life, only mere feet
from his face. He could smell the fresh smell of soap.
Clarissa threw her hands in the air.
"Tada, what d'ya think, bro?"
"G-great."
She walked over to the bed. She again took his
penis into her hands. It was warm and she liked the feel
of the veins and the solidness. She slowly began to stroke
it and blew hot air onto it. A shiver went up Ferguson's spine.
She darted her tongue out and licked the tip, tasting
a little pre-cum that she hadn't noticed on Sam.
She sat down on the edge of the bed facing his feet.
She swung her hips up around to his face and straddled
his face. She moved her ass back and pushed her
pussy into Ferguson's face. He could smell the fresh
soapy smell. His nose brushed her asshole. Instinctively,
he jabbed his tongue into her cunt. He licked like a little
boy licking an icecream come.
He was a little sloppy but Clarissa wasn't going to
complain. She stared intently at his hard on and started
licking the head of his cock. Then shoved his cock into her
mouth and started masturbating him with her right hand.
She kept her head steady and just pulled and jerked
his cock into her mouth.
On the other end of the brother-sister sixty nine
Ferguson had inserted a finger into Clarissa's asshole
and was trying to improve his licking technique.
Clarissa moved forward to take his shaft deep into
her mouth. As he tried to lean forward the ropes attached
to his wrists began cutting into his flesh. The pain was
excrutiating but also somewhat exciting.
"Please," he managed to say with his face buried
in cuntjuice, "untie me."
She looked back at him, "No way, not yet." Then
went back to work on her oral copulation. Ferguson felt
his balls tighten. He tried to tell Clarissa he was
going to come, but couldn't get the words out in time.
He shot his wad and filled her mouth, but to his
suprise she kept sliding her mouth up and down his cock.
It was starting to tickle now.
The strain of the ropes was now burning as he lurched
forward to try to stop her.
His dick finally slowed to a dribble. A little spilled
out of the corners of her mouth as she raised her head.
Undaunted, she licked the rest off his now sagging pole.
"Now make me come, or you're not getting up for
awhile."
With that, Clarissa swung around and sat on his
chest facing him. She smiled as she saw the sweat brimming
on his forehead. She gently wiped off the sweat.
She moved up and plopped her pussy on top of his face,
catching him off guard.
She pried her pussy open with both hands and lowered
herself further onto his face.
He could smell her pussy juice which was quickly
covering up the odor of the soap. Ferguson could hardly
breathe, as her pussy covered both nose and mouth.
He adjusted a little to get his nose free so he could
breathe.
He started licking ferociously. The harder he
licked, the harder Clarissa slammed her cunt into his face,
coating with her sweet nectar. Ferguson feasted on her
snatch like a baby nursing on a bottle of juice. Ah, but
this juice was better.
Clarissa felt the buildup in her loins and knew the
moment was near. She grinded into Ferguson's face so hard
he thought she might break his nose. As she neared the
moment of truth, she pulled his face up to her and leaned
back a little. A rush of cool air hit her pussy causing
goose bumps. The strain caused the ropes to dig
further into Ferguson's wrists causing welts. He didn't
care... he knew his mission.
Clarissa let out a howl as she creamed Ferguson's face.
The force caused her whole body to shake. She collapsed off
to the side. She moved her body down so she was laying
on top of him. Their hot bodies meshed.
He could feel her heart beating in her chest.
She leaned forward and kissed Ferguson hard on
the lips and stuck her tongue in his mouth.
"Now, it's your turn to take over and make me your
slave Fergface."
She finished untying him and went down the hall
to get a glass of water.
When she returned Ferguson was standing beside the
bed. She gulped some water and stepped toward him.
"Well what do you want?" she queried, actually a
little worried now. Even though she had just gave him a
blow job, her mind raced to all the mean things
she had done. The evil grin on his face scared her
a little, but figured she had to keep her word.
"Well sis, first come and sit on the bed."
She did as instructed. She sat on the edge of the
bed. She noticed Ferguson's long, skinny dick stiffening
back to life.
Ferguson walked over to her and grabbed her right
tit in his hot hand. He gently caressed and kneaded it,
then the same with the other. He leaned down and kissed
her hard on the mouth.
His dick was now at full strength. He reached down
and grabbed his dick and guided
it between her tits. Due to his shortness he didn't even
have to lean much to get it there. He grabbed both
breasts and surrounded his cock with them. He
slid it up and down.
"Now, you hold them, Clarissa."
Clarissa grabbed her breasts and squeezed his dick
with them. She rubbed them up and down his shaft as he
pumped his cock in between. The softness and warmth of
her tits caused his balls to stiffen. He pulled back,
he wasn't ready to come yet.
"Now, roll over and lay on your stomach on the bed."
Upon Clarissa rolling over, Ferguson Quickly tied her
right ankle to the bedpost. Then, he manuevered around to
tie her other ankle. He cinched it tight to cause her legs
to pull further apart.
She reached back to say something but he snapped "Look
forward" and landed a firm right hand on her ass, leaving
a red handprint. She quickly obliged.
The stinging on her spanked ass actually was a bit
stimulating.
Ferguson Quickly moved to the head of the bed to tie
her wrists. Now she was completely helpless. Ferguson
walked around the bed admiring her ass. God it looked
so good. He leaned over and placed a small kiss on her
right asscheek. He then straddled her back and began
massaging her shoulders.
"Don't worry sis, this won't hurt much..." He
quickly slid down her body so his dick was wedged
between her buttcheeks. He kissed the back of her neck.
Then reached down, grabbed his dick and perched it
against her clit.
"I'm new at this, so bear with me."
He slid his cock slowly into her pussy. Soon it was
in about 3/4 of the way. The warmth of his sister's cunt
was heaven to his cock. He could feel the smootheness
of her pussy walls. He slid his cock the rest of the way
in and started slowly pumping. Clarissa clinched her
asscheeks closed then open then closed and started a
little rythum.
The sensation was incredible. Ferguson pulled his
dick out because he wasn't ready to come just yet.
Clarissa buried her face into the pillow. Then her
head was lifted and a blindfold was placed over her eyes
and tied behind her head. She was excited and a little
scared at the same time. She felt something wet on her
ass and it felt like...oh God! Ferguson was
lubricating her asshole. This must've been what he had
been talking about. Then she felt something she didn't
understand. It felt like... another set of hands
massaging her ass as Ferguson slicked up her bunghole.
She thought she felt...long fingernails?
She then heard a stifled giggle that sounded very
feminine. Could it be?
Then she heard the voice, "Hiya Clarissa, nice ass."
It was Laura Fishington.
Ferguson then giggled, "Gotcha sis."
Clarissa was intrigued rather than shocked. She had
seen Laura at a football game at the high school. Laura
was the head cheerleader. She had long, brown
hair that flowed to the small of her back. She sported a
pair of 40 DD's. Her eyes were almond shape and
and dark brown in color. Her features were delicate and
her complexion was that of an indian princess. Almost
Pocahontas-like.
She felt a tongue running up her spine. Ferguson
or Laura? Clarissa wasn't sure but the surge in her loins
made her not really care. "This is a dream come true"
came the whisper. It was Laura. Clarissa wasn't ready
for what happened next...
Ferguson shoved his cock in her ass. The combination
of shock, pain and ecstacy was enough to send Clarissa
over the edge with an earthshattering orgasm.
Ferguson slowed his pace. He pumped in and out,in and
out. His dick was being pinched by his sister's tight
asshole but he loved it. It wasn't as smooth an interior
as her other tunnel of love.
Laura spoke, "Clarissa, I'm going to untie your right
hand so you can turn a little, but I'm keeping the blindfold on."
"Okay" Clarissa squeaked out.
Her wrist was untied and she turned to the right. She
felt a firm hand on the back of her head and felt the weight
of Laura's body on the bed.
Laura swung a leg over Clarissa's head and shoved her
shaved pussy in Clarissa's face.
Clarissa stuck out her tongue and was suprised that Laura's
bald pussy was hot. Clarissa shoved her tongue into
the hot opening of Laura's glory hole. She noted a slightly
sweaty/salty taste. She instantly liked it. She Licked blindly,
tonguing Laura's clit, inside her pussy and the surrounding area.
Her sloppy technique quickly turned into a rythum.
Laura threw her head back as Clarissa hit all the
right spots. She grabbed Clarissa's head and began to grind
it into her face splattering it with juice.
Ferguson felt his balls tighten as he picked up the
pace. His balls slapped against Clarissa's clit.
Clarissa felt her body go numb in passion.
The beauty she was tonguing let loose with an orgasm.
Clarissa kept slurping up every drop of her first lesbian
induced cum. Ferguson shot his wad deep into Clarissa asshole
causing her to shudder and buck. Her quivering body continued
to shake even after the crashing orgasm. Ferguson
collapsed to the side of Clarissa and kissed her on the neck.
Laura moved down and started licking Clarissa's asscheeks
and legs. She quickly darted down and shoved her tongue
deep into Clarissa cunt. She then smacked Clarissa on the
ass. The instant pain sent a sensation to her cunt. Then came
another spanking.
Her ass was now the same color as her now-soaked leggings.
Clarissa screamed "God, I don't think I can take
another orgasm, I'll never be able to wake up from the
deep sleep I'll fall into."
Laura stopped and layed on the other side of Clarissa
and kissed her hard on the mouth. Clarissa kissed back and
could taste her own pussy on Laura's tongue as she frenched her.
"Thank you" Laura murmured.
Ferguson got up and untied his sister then layed
back down beside her. Laura removed the blindfold.
Ferguson and Laura kissed Clarissa on each cheek,
then everyone fell asleep. All three arm in arm.
Chapter Three
Clarissa walked home from school, it had been days
since her tryst with Ferguson and Laura. The thoughts were
still fresh in her mind and the burns from the ropes were
all but gone.
Even the mere thought of those events caused her to get hot.
She fell in love with masturbation a few years ago, but actual
sexual contact was so exciting to her that that's all she thought
about. Whenever she was in class or even talking to friends at
school she couldn't help but think about them naked. Even her
female friends. She had always championed gay rights but never
thought of having sex with another girl...until that night with
Laura.
Passing the constuction site on the way home, Clarissa
recieved the usual whistles and hoots. This time she didn't
really mind. She decided to have a little fun. She was dressed
in a flimsy yellow blouse, a red vest, her favorite red leggings
(washed since her menage-a-trois), her blue cutoffs and her
favorite green Doc Martin's. She knew she looked hot,
especially with her hair up in two pigtails.
One of the crane operators yelled, "Hey, baby, what's up?"
She unbuttoned her top four buttons of her blouse and her
vest and flashed her right tit at him. Her nipple stiffened to
the slight breeze.
He almost fell out of the crane. The sight of this teen goddess
had a few jaws dropping, and brought several more whistles.
Then she twirled her pigtails to keep up the flirt. She
walked toward the construction site, and got a better look at
the crane operator.
She almost lost her breath when she got a better look at this
Adonis. He was about 6' 2" (almost a foot taller than Clarissa),
had dark curly hair that hung out of his orange hardhat almost to
his waist, and a set of dark blue eyes that made Clarissa's heart
and loins spring to life.
She also saw a few other men that made her want to become
the slut she was on the way to being. She walked over to beside
the crane and looked up at her new crush. "Hey, sexy," she said
gazing upward, wanna have a good time?"
He looked shocked at her forwardness. All he could do was
nod in the affirmative. She motioned him down with her finger.
He blindly obeyed. This started the whoops and whistles again. She
whispered "Bring them too." and motioned at a few of the other guys.
One guy stepped forward, a tall, skinny, somewhat geeky kid.
The crane operator, Bob, took her hand, "Where to little
lady?"
"Where do you want it?" She was in a kidcrush afterglow.
He extended his hand, which she took, and led her toward the
almost finished building. When inside, she looked around. There
were several sawhorses and piles of sawdust strewn about. She almost
had second thoughts. After all, she had five guys following her and
the rejected studs following for a peak.
Once in the middle of the barren room, Bob planted a
kiss on her mouth. She kissed back. As he removed his shirt,
she scoped his body. It was a mass of finely crafted muscle.
Barely an once of fat covered his near perfect chest and
stomach. She dropped down and started tonguing his half-dollar
sized nipples. First she swirled her tongue around his right
nipple, then switched over to his left and back. She saw two
of the other guys go around behind her. One of the guys, Ted,
started unbuttoning her shirt from behind to free her bra
covered breasts. The third guy, Don, helped her out of her
blouse and vest as she kept sucking Bob's nipples. She stood
back and started to unzip her cutoffs.
"Oh, my boots." With that barely out of her mouth, the
fourth and fifth guys, Jeb and Ray, lifted her off of the floor.
Jeb held her by the waist and Ray by the knees. They turned
her onto her back so she was at a ninety degree angle on her back,
in mid-air. Don and Ted unlaced her boots and removed them.
Then off came her socks. Then off came her red leggings.
Bob removed her cutoffs. She was now naked except for her
red leggings and her lacy, white bra. That was soon removed
by Bob. Her breasts flattened out as she leaned back.
The men repositioned themselves so that Jeb and Ray had her
by the arms and offered back support. Ted and Don held her legs,
holding them wide apart so that everyone could now see her
honeyhole. Bob blocked the show by repositioning his head
between her legs. The other men lifted her a little higher
to offer him better access with having to bend over too far.
Clarissa Let out a moan of delight as Bob started licking her
inner thighs. Then he stuck his long, pointed tongue into her
cunt, gently running it in and out and up and down her inner and
outer folds. He was a skilled cunniliguist. He swirled his tongue
to get the full flavor of her leaking loins. The salty taste
appealed to him egging, him on and making him tongue a little
faster. Clarissa threw back her head and closed her eyes.
"Ahhhhh!!" she moaned as her gentle lover sent her into a
dizzying exstacy. Her ears ignored the cheers of the onlookers.
By now Jeb and Ray each had a nipple in their mouths. The
two tongues ran in synchronization across her nipples. Jeb was
a little smoother and his mouth was a little bigger, so he was
able to get a little more of her tit in his mouth.
Bob was now slurping away with slurping noises coming out
his mouth. He put his hands up and spread her legs a little
further apart to get his tongue in deeper. Ted decided he
didn't want to miss on the oral delights he was witness to.
So, he took her big toe into his mouth. Clarissa giggled a
little at the tickling situation. Her big toe was now fully
covered by Ted's mouth. His tongue flicked at the underside
of her foot as he sucked her toe.
Bob 's intensity increased, sending Clarissa into her first
oragsm since the Ferguson/Laura incident. Her teencum flooded
Bob's suckling mouth. He slurped it like a thirsty dog
at his bowl on a hot day. Jeb and Ray kept their oral hold on
her now fulley erect and excited nipples. Ted lifted her left
leg, so she was doing a midair, inverted legkick.
Then Ted started licking the underside of her leg from her
ankle down ever so slowly and gently to her thigh just under her
buttcheek. Then he moved Bob over a little (who was still feeding
at her cunt.) Bob licked her right lip as Ted licked her left
cuntlip.
Clarissa dropped her leg over Ted's shoulder so it wouldn't
cramp. Ted worked his way down to her rosebud and shoved his
tongue in. He had to duck a little so he wouldn't bang heads
with Bob.
Bob moved back upto her clit and bit it gently as Ted con-
tinued his analiguis. His tongue caught the bitter taste
of her asshole. He started licking her asscheek and the
crack between, then shoved his tongue back into her bunghole
as Bob reinserted his tongue into her snatch. Their tongues
swirled in unison. Clarissa started to get light-headed
and was on the brink of cumming again.
Then Bob stepped back and started to unbutton his fly.
Clarissa opened her eyes and raised her head to look at the
cock that was ready to push her into her second (and third?)
orgasm. It almost looked like an optical illusion. It must
have been ten inches long and four inches around. The men
holding her lowered her a little for easier access for Bob.
She worried if Bob would be able to get that thing into
her without ripping her apart.
Bob walked forward and slowly rubbed the tip against the
opening of her love canal. She held her breath as he pushed
the head through her tight opening. Her pussy gushed with the
pressure of his massive cock against her inner pussy walls.
He stepped a little closer,sliding his rigid pole in a little
further.
Atfer a little adjustment, his cock was in her all the way.
Clarissa groaned in a combination of pain and pleasure from this
huge intruder. She threw her head back. Bob placed his hands
under her near the small of her back to hold her. The other
four guys rotated. Jeb unzipped his fly with one hand as he
held her arm with the other. He whipped out his manhood and
grabbed her head. He turned her head so she was staring at
his cock. It was long and fat, but not quite as big as Bob's.
Clarissa opened her mouth to accept his ever-growing cock.
He shoved it in gently and started a series of small thrusts.
His cock filled her mouth quite well. In her position she was
a little limited in her technique. She moved her head back and
forth.
Bob picked up his pace which sent that burning surge to her
cunt. Clarissa gushed again. The orgasm sent her body into
little spasms which forced everyone to get a little better hold.
Despite the minor shift Clarissa kept a firm oral grip on Jeb.
Her right hand dropped down and reached for Ted's growing bulge.
She worked his zipper down and reached inside his fly to fish
around for his balls. She reached inside the waistband of
his underwear and found her treasure staff. She jerked his cock
gently to and fro. It grew with each stroke. It was hot in
her hand. She would squeeze every other stroke.
Bob felt the buildup in his balls as he began thrusting in
and out of her soaking wet pussy. His balls slapped against her
pussycum stained asscheeks. He pulled out and shot a load on her
belly. The wad coated her pubic hair and belly button. A few
drops rolled off and spattered onto the floor. This filled the room
with cheers from the onlookers.
"Let's move her over there." Bob commanded, pointing to a
table. Clarissa let go of her grip on Ted and Jeb's cocks.
She was placed gently on the table. Her head hung a little
over the edge. Jeb, whose cock was still exposed and as hard
as ever maneuvered his cock by her face and slid it back and forth
across her lips. Clarissa's tongue darted out and would moisten
the thick tube as Jeb slid it across her lips.
Jeb started sliding it back and forth faster and faster.
He felt it getting ready to explode. He pulled back a little.
Clarissa opened her mouth as wide as she could. Jeb grabbed his
cock by the root and started jerking it. His body twitched and
he shot his load. He slowly jerked it above her mouth and let
the cum drip into her open mouth. She moved her tongue back
and forth in a licking motion so she wouldn't miss a drop. When
his dick slowed to a dribble he bent it downward and Clarissa nursed
the last few drops of cum into her mouth. Then she licked the rest
of his cock clean.
By this time, all the others were naked and ready to go.
Ray jumped up on the table and moved Clarissa to the side. He
prompted her to raise up a little so her could get under her.
She raised up and he moved under. She hovered over his belly
and spun around in a sixty nine position. She grabbed his
burning cock firmly and started jerking it. She was so
turned on she didn't quite realize how hard she was tugging.
Ted didn't really mind, though, he just shoved his face up
by her cunt and started to work. Bob's cum, which was still a little
wet on Clarissa's belly, squished on Ted's belly. He stuck his
tongue deep into Clarissa's hot cunt. He brought his hands up and
spread her asscheeks apart and stuck a middle finger in her asshole.
She put Ted's cock into her wet mouth and started slurping.
She would move her mouth down about half way then slide back
up and nibble the sensitive head, then flick it with her tongue.
She slowed her jerking speed down and started fondling Ted's
balls. She ran her finger down the smooth underside and made
small, circular motions. She brought her finger to her mouth
and took Ted's cock out long enough to moisten her finger, then,
went right back to sucking his huge boner. She ran her now wet
finger down to the underside of his balls and started worming it
in and out of his asshole. Ted flinched at the immediate
pressure on his prostate. As soon as Clarissa got a rhythm,
he relaxed.
He had to move his head out of the way as another hard
cock headed staright for Clarissa'a s snatch. It was Ray.
Ted moved his head and body to the side a little, so Ray
wouldn't smack him with his balls. Ray was standing on a
box so his long, skinny dick could reach the lovely teen's
cunt. He buried his cock to the root on his first thrust.
Clarissa let out a groan.
"Ahhhhh, God.Yessssss!!!" she moaned, taking Ted's cock out
long enough to catch her breath. She kept a steady stroke on
his cock. Now Don was standing in front of her.
"Oh, God" she thought to herself, "I don't know about two
at the same time."
Don, who was taller than Ray just shoved his cock in her
resting mouth. She pulled back a little and then started
licking his cock while holding it with one hand and continued
to jerk Ted's cock. She lowered her mouth a little and eased
Ted's cock into her mouth.
She now had two cocks in her mouth. (Not all the way, her
mouth wasn't that big.)
Ted's cock was stacked underneath Don's cock in Clarissa's
mouth-- she would alternate between pulling Ted's cock out
to lick Don's cock, vice versa, and putting both in and
shoving them in as far as they would go. She gagged one
time as Don got a little excited.
The cheers in the room grew to almost deafening. Her cries
of pleasure were muted by the sounds (and the thrusting/sucking/licking
of two cocks).
Ray, kept up his thrusts and was getting ready to cum. She spit
the other two cocks out to turn and say "Tell me when you're ready
to cum, maybe, I'll swallow all three, that is if you all can do
this together." The heads nodded positively in unison. Ray felt
the continuing rise in his balls and jumped off his box to run around
to the front with box in tow.
He shoved his cock towards Clarissa's face while climbing
the box. She let go of the other two cocks. She grabbed Ray's
cock and started jerking and sucking. She felt Ray's balls
tighten in her little hands. He shot a load that almost
choked her. Being the trooper she was she accomadated his
fluid the best she could. Several drops dibbled out of her
mouth and onto the legs of Ted. After cleaning off Ray's
cum/saliva covered cock, she bent her head down to Ted's
cock and grabbed Don's again and started jerking it. He had
softened a bit, but she was going to change that.
She ran her tongue down Ted's cock with one slow lick,
then back to the top. She mouthed his cock and nibbled a
little as she slurped it. Ted started pumping his cock into
her mouth. Clarissa scraped her teeth across the top of Ted's
cock and the friction was enough to send a torrent of cum into
her hot, young mouth. About half dribbled out because her
jaws were starting to ache. She was a trooper about it and
licked it clean.
Don's cock was back to performance level. Clarissa swerved
around, knocking Ted off the table to flash her cunt at Don.
Don climbed onto the table and buried his cock into her cunt.
Clarissa took command (which brought cheers) and flipped the big,
long-haired construction worker over so she was sitting on top of
him with his dick buried in her pussy. She slowly rose up and down
clenching her cunt muscles arounf his massive cock. She picked
up the pace and started to move her hips in circular motions.
She leaned forward and let her pigtails brush against his
hairy chest. She ran her fingers through his chest hair and
continued her wild ride.
"Ugggghhhh!!!!! Yessssss!!!" she squealed as she impaled
herself on Don's pole.
She leaned back a bit and reached behind her. She grabbed
Don's balls and started to gently squeeze them as she slowed
down again. She was starting to wear a bit, but she was so near
her next orgasm, she got selfish and kicked it in a little.
She reached around the front and started to frig her clit
ferociously as she neared the swell of heat from her impending
orgasm.
Don then swung his legs around so they were dangling off the
table. He was sitting up, facing Clarissa, while sitting on
the edge of the table. He hopped off and stood on the floor
with Clarissa sitting on his upturned dick. They fucked as
he carried her towards a pile of carpet padding. He laid her
on the pile, but as he did, his dick popped out. With one
thrust, he was back in her soaked pussy. That alone sent Clarissa
spasming into another orgasm.
Don kept pumping away. His balls started to fill and he
could fel the cum building in his balls and start to surge
through his vas deferans tube. At that point he pulled out
and shot a huge load on her young, beautiful tits. As she
got up to get dressed she realized Jeb was hard again and
heading toward her, dick in hand.
Being a good sport, Clarissa laid back and motioned him
over. He shook his head, "I want on the bottom." She stood
up as he lay on the pile of padding. She lowered herself
onto his prick. She looked him staraight in the eye, "Hang
on stud, I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" (More crowd cheers)
She leaned forward and rubbed her breasts against his chest.
She loved the feel of his smoothe chest against her sweaty
breasts. She grabbed him by the back of the head and got a
handful of his long, blonde curly locks. She barely noticed
Ray who was behind her aiming his dick at her dimpled ass.
He grabbed her buttcheeks and spread them apart, catching her
by suprise. Bob produced a jar of vaseline from his toolbox.
Clarissa looked back at the two as Bob dug his fingers into
the jar of jelly. She slowed her strokes down as he stuck his
finger in her tight asshole and lubed it inside and out. Bob
stepped out of the way as Ray got back on his knees and shoved
the tip of his cock into the opening of her asshole. He could
feel Jeb's cock through her rectal wall. He slid in a little further.
He didn't want to hurt her. After all, she had been more than
generous.
He slid it in about five inches figuring that's as far as
he could comfortably. He started slow withdrawing and
entering motioons. The feel of the two cocks sent Clarissa
into orgasmic delight. Jeb gave a moan and announced his
orgasm. Clarissa jumped off, still holding Ray's cock between
her asscheeks. Jeb shot his wad all over her stomach.
Most of it dribbled back onto his stomach. Clarissa started
to flex her buttcheeks and started pushing back against Ray's
body. His balls smacked against her clit.
Clarissa opened her eyes to see Bob's large cock staring her
in the face. She sighed a little and wondered how the hell she
would get that monster in her mouth, which was aching. She stuck
her tongue out and licked it slowly, then brought her hands up
and grabbed his cock with both her hands, which looked small in
comparison to his manhood.
She got about half of it in and relaxed a little, letting
her tongue swirl around it and flick the peehole like a snake.
She reached down to fondle his balls and looked up at him.
Bob looked down into Clarissa's eyes. Her beautiful blue
eyes were gazing up at him like a lovesick puppy as she sucked
his cock. The sight of this alone built up the cum in his
balls. He grabbed a pigtail in each hand and slowly moved her
head back and forth along his shaft. He sped up as he felt
the rush of cum reach his cock. He shot his load screaming
down her throat. She bobbed back and forth trying her best to
accomadate him, but most of it dribbled out the side, as his
cock took up most of the room in her mouth.
She licked him clean and turned to look at Ray whom she was
still slamming her ass against. He pulled out his cock and
released a torent of cum on her back. She collapsed onto Jeb's
body. He had fallen asleep. She placed a gentle kiss on his
forehead.
In the distance, the whistle went off. Evryone started to
file out of the room to head home. Bob and Ray helped wake Jeb
and brought some rags over to Clarissa so she could clean
herself off. She stood and slowly walked over to her clothes
which someone had folded neatly and placed on the table. She
gingerly put her clothes back on.
Bob gave her a ride home. She knew she would have to
straighten up the house, because her parents were due home
tomorrow.
Clarissa couldn't wait to get in and take a shower.
Chapter Four
Clarissa arose from her sleep and looked at the clock.
It was 8:30. "Thank God it's Saturday" she thought, "I
can go back to sleep."
It had been three days since her tryst with the construction
crew, yet she was still slightly tender. Thoughts were still
rampant in her head, especially those of Bob. She kept finding
herself thinking of his long flowing hair and hard chest. She
had walked past the site a couple of time since then but never
recreated the events of that day. She did look for Bob, though.
He was always smiling and always offered her a wink.
Clarissa was dozing back off to sleep, when she heard a knock
on the door. It was Janet Darling, her mom. "Clarissa, sweetie,
what do you want for breakfast, dear?"
"Uh, I dunno Mom, but I need a little more sleep."
"Okay, dear,but don't sleep more than an hour, we have
to go see Ferguson at the science fair at ten-thirty."
Clarissa just groaned. She didn't feel like going to the
science fair to be surrounded by a bunch of science nerds.
Her thoughts went back to Bob and his buddies. She drifted
back off to sleep.
A few minutes later there was another knock on the door.
"Clarissa?" It was Laura. Clarissa bolted up and eeked out,
"C'mon in Laura."
She was a little excited. Laura opened the door, "Hiya, I
though I'd come visit for a while."
"Are you going to the science fair to see Ferguson?"
"Yeah, a little later-- he and your dad just left to set his
exhibit up. Oh and your mom told me to tell you she's going
next door for coffee with your neighbor and won't be back for
a bit."
Clarissa got out of bed to get dressed. She was wearing a
short, white, lacy nightgown and a pair of matching panties.
Laura unintentionally stared at Clarissa's body. She noticed
Clarissa's firm breasts jiggling in the lacy material. Her eyes
swept down to the lacy panties and she could see the soft, dark
patch of Clarissa's pubic hair through the skimpy material.
The staring did not go unnoticed. Clarissa did a little
looking up and down of her own. Laura was wearing a short red
summer dress. Her long legs stuck out from below the skirtline
which was bearly midthigh length. Her ample breasts were
restrained by the material but looked nice and firm. One thing
that stood out in Clarissa's mind was Laura's shaved snatch.
She had wanted to ask about it, but never did.
Breaking the stare, Clarissa said, "I'm going to go grab a
shower. Be out in a bit."
Laura just smiled. Clarissa pulled the nightgown over her
head and tossed it on the bed. Laura's smile widened as she
stared at Clarissa's now hardened nipples. Her eyes flowed
down Clarissa's neck to her firm breasts to those gorgeous
nipples.
Clarissa turned and walked into the bathroom, leaving the
door open. Laura followed slowly. She peeked through the door
and watched Clarissa remove her panties. Her eyes followed
the jiggle of Clarissa's asscheeks.
Clarissa turned the water on and stepped into the shower.
She lathered up her body with the soap. Laura, who could
barely see Clarissa through the shower curtain, squinted to
see Clarissa soap up her perfect body. Laura stood against
the doorjam. She slid a finger down her belly and up under
her skirt. She moved her panties to one side and started to
rub her clit. She stuck her finger into her shaved pussy.
She increased the intensity and started to move her hips in
circular motions.
She couldn't contain herself any longer. She pulled her
finger out of her wet pussy and pulled off her summer dress.
She walked boldly toward the shower. She stopped to slide
her black panties to the floor and kick them away. She slid
the curtain back and stepped in. Clarissa, eyes closed,
murmured, "I thought you'd never get in."
Laura kissed Clarissa hard on the mouth. Clarissa kissed
back. She slid her tongue between Laura's lips. They clenched
each other, their breasts jammed together. Clarissa felt passion
overcome her and intensified her kiss. Her tongue was now
swirling around wildly in Laura's mouth. They let their tongues
wrestle for mouth space.
Clarissa slid her hand down Laura's back. She rubbed her
hands across Laura's back and asscheeks. She pinched them ever
so gently. Laura presed her body harder against Clarissa,
forcing Clarissa's back to the wall. Laura stood back a bit
grabbed Clarissa's left tit in her hand. She squeezed the
firm breast as she manipulated the nipple with two fingers.
She gently pinched the nipple. Clarissa threw back her head
and moaned. The gentle touch of Laura was mezmerising.
Clarissa moved her hand around to the front of Laura's body.
She ran her hand down Laura's flat stomach. She inserted a
finger into Laura's belly button and down to her bare mound.
Clrissa stuck her middle finger into the smooth opening.
She pushed her finger in up to the second joint and started
moving her finger around, exploring the inner walls of Laura's sex.
Clarissa planted another kiss on Laura's lips.
Laura ran her finger between Clarissa's breasts and down her
smooth stomach to her furpatch. She slid a finger between
Clarissa's pussy lips. Laura pulled away from the kiss and
spoke, "Clarissa, why don't we shave you? You might like it."
Clarissa nodded her head in the affirmative. The two girls
stepped out of the shower. Laura grabbed a nearby towel and
placed it on the counter. She motioned for Clarissa to hop up
on the counter. Clarissa obliged. Laura turned the faucet
on and let the water get hot. As she waited, she grabbed
the shaving gel off the shelf next to the shower. She also
grabbed a razor.
Clarissa muttered, "Is this gonna hurt?"
"Not at all, Clarissa, I do it to myself every other day."
Laura bent down to apply the gel to Clarissa's bush. She
lathered it up, causing Clarissa to buck a little. Laura ran
the razor under the hot water. Clarissa held her breath as
Laura touched the top pubic hair line with the razor. Laura
ran the razor down to Clarissa's opening in one smooth stroke.
With four or five swift downstrokes, Clarissa's pussy was
as bare as Laura's. Laura grabbed a nearby washcloth and ran
it under the hot water. She applied it to Clarissa's freshly
shaved snatch, relieving it.
Laura then stuck out her tongue and touched it to Clarissa's
belly button. She ran her tongue down Clarissa's lower torso
and to the smooth mound. She licked the surface area, her tongue
catching some slight stubble she missed. She brought her hands
up and parted Clarissa's pussy lips. Clarissa slid forward until
her ass was on the edge of the counter.
Laura licked around Clarissa's bare opening then ran her tongue
up and down the slit. She spread Clarissa a little further and stuck
her tongue in and began to swirl it around. She rubbed Clarissa's
clit with her left finger as she continued to lick her shaven lover.
Clarissa grabbed the back of Laura's head and got a firm
hold on a chunk of hair. She started grinding her hips towards
Laura's face. She felt the build up in her pussy and then
let loose with a moan as she orgasmed her sweet juices into
the mouth and on the face of her lovely partner. Laura stood
up. "Let's go into your room."
Clarissa hopped off the counter and followed the tanned
princess. Laura lay down in the middle of the bed. Clarissa
climbed in beside her. They embraced passionately and smothered
each other's faces with kisses.
Clarissa's hand quickly darted down to frig Laura's pussy.
She rubbed the smooth area, slipping her finger in and out of
the tight opening. She massaged Laura's clit as she moved her
flicking tongue to Laura's huge tits. She ran her tongue
between the two massive globes, then ran her tongue over the
large brown nipples that instantly hardeened in her mouth.
She used her free hand to knead one tit while her mouth satisfied
the other, then switched back and forth. Laura's body bucked
and she came with a deep groan. Clarissa kept the friction on
Laura's bald cunt at a fast speed as she continued to manipulate
the huge mammary in her mouth. She sucked like a newborn on the
enormous breast.
She placed a kiss on Laura's nipple and started kissing down
her stomach. She stopped at Laura's navel and ran her tongue
across and in and out of the innie belly button. Clarissa
brought her hands down and spread Laura's tight pussy. She
kissed her way down Laura's bald mound and ran a stiff tongue
down her clit. She nibbled the clit and plunged her tongue
deep in the gash that was staring her in the face.
Laura closed her eyes and put her hands on the back of
Clarissa head. This intensified Clarissa's licks. Now
she would alternate a nibble on the clit and a flicking inside
the velvety folds of Laura's pussy. She shoved a finger in
for good measure.
Clarissa's tongue went wild, dodging out of Laura's cunt.
She lifted Laura's legs to expose her glorious asshole.
Clarissa plunged her tongue deep inside. Laura raised her
legs up to her chest giving Clarissa full access to the tight
pink pucker hole. Clarissa ran her tongue up and down Laura's
asscrack sticking a finger into her asshole.
Clarissa and Laura were so wrapped up in their little
lovefest that they failed to hear Janet Darling open the door.
Janet was shocked at first. She kept silent and sat on the
floor to watch. She remebered back to her college days when she
experimented with lesbianism.
She was getting hot. Part of her mind was saying "Janet,
that's YOUR daughter." and the other half was saying "God,
I'm so hot I don't care."
She watched her daughter's analigus with a sense of wanting
to be between the legs of this Laura gal. Her lovely dark and
huge chest. This gal didn't look her age. Janet slid her hand
down into the waistband of her slacks and into her underwear.
Her pussy was soaking. She rubbed a finger against her clit.
Then Laura opened her eyes. She bolted upright and gasped,
"Mrs. Darling! Oh God I-I..."
Janet waved a hand. Then Clarissa bolted up, "Mom, I can
explain."
Janet pulled her hand out of her pants. "Don't worry, dear.
I understand. You two look so hot together. Does Fergie know?"
Clarissa and Laura giggled at the inside joke and nodded yes.
Janet boldly stood up and walked over to the bed. Clarissa didn't
know what to say or do. She just slid to the side as Janet
removed her slacks. She was wearing red cotton panties that were
soaking wet. She pulled them down to reveal a light blonde bush.
She kicked them off and started unbottoning her lacy white
blouse to raveal a white lacy bra similar to the ones Clarissa
wore. Clarissa never realized how firm her mother's 36 year
old breasts were. Janet let them out of their confinement.
She revealed a lovely set of pink nipples that were about the
size of quarters. Her nipples stood erect and proud. She had
a slim waist and a flat stomach. Her legs were long and slender.
Clarissa admired her mother's body.
Janet wasted no time climbing in between Laura's legs and
started to show these teenagers a thing or two about eating
pussy. She stuck her tongue out like a small erect cock and snaked
it in and out while lapping up and down. She pressed her face
aginst Laura's cunt shoving her tongue in as far as it would go.
She moved her tongue exploring this hot cavern of lust. She
brought a finger up to the sensitive clit that was pressed
against her nose.
Clarissa climbed up by Laura's head and squatted gently
onto her face. She rested her knees on either side of Laura's
head. Laura stuck her tongue out and lapped like a thirsty
puppy. Clarissa reached down and rubbed her clit furiously,
bobbing up and down on Laura's face. Laura reached up and
spread Clarissa's hot pussy lips for deeper access.
Clarissa looked down at her mother hard at work on that
gorgeous pussy. She leaned down keeping her pussy hovering
over Laura's hard working tongue and started to lick Laura's
belly button. She reached down a little further. Janet brought
her face up and kissed Clarissa hard on the mouth. Clarissa
kissed back, shoving her tongue deep into her mother's mouth.
The tingle from the kiss surged through Clarissa's body and
down to her cunt. She came with a fury and Laura struggled
for every drop of that tasty teencum.
Clarissa spread Laura's pussy lips and held them open for her
mother. Janet kept on lapping and rested her hand on the flat
stomach of Laura. Clarissa grabbed her mother's finger with
her mouth and started to suck it like a cock. Without using her
hands she moved her mouth up and down the slender finger and
made little sucking motions. Laura came with a scream that
the neighbors possibly heard. Janet had moved her free hand
down and was fingering her own clit.
Clarissa withdrew her mother's finger from her mouth and
said,"Oh God, I'm sorry Mom, we're being so selfish."
She helped her mother up and her and Laura got off the bed.
They gently forced Mrs. Darling onto her back on the bed.
Clarissa spread her mother's legs as she lay at the foot of
the bed. She started lapping at her mother's wet pussy.
Laura crowded onto the bed beside Clarissa. Together they
shared Janet's treasure. Their tongues intertwined and they
tag lapped the hot pussy in front of them. They would pull
away long enough to share a kiss, then back to work. Clarissa
spread her mother's pussy for Laura and Laura lapped it with
a strong enthusiasm. Then they switched. Clarissa noted
Janet's pussy was a little muskier than Laura's. Clarissa
ran her tongue down to her mother's bunghole as Laura resumed
her licking of Janet's pink snatch.
Janet started bucking her hips. Laura smashed her face
against the slamming pussy. Janet came with a moan. Clarissa
shared the cum with Laura. Clarissa moved up and
started kissing her mother on the mouth. She brought her head
down and started licking the nipples of her beloved mother.
Janet reached out a hand and grabbed Clarissa's breasts and
started to massage them. Clarissa brought her pussy up and
planted it on her mother's mouth. Janet Darling sucked her
daughter's honey. She intensified the grasp on Clarissa's
breasts as she stuck her tongue into the teenage honeypot
that hovered over her face. She noted the pleasant taste
of her daughter's charms. She rolled her tongue around
inside Clarissa snatch and brought her hands up to spread
Clarissa's lips and asscheeks. She pulled her tongue out
of Clarissa's cunt and buried it into her asshole. She
enjoyed the musky flavor of her daughter's wrinkled hole.
Clarissa bucked her hips down onto her mother's face.
She came with a thundering orgasm, with Janet swallowing
every drop except for that that was smeared all over her face.
Clarissa climbed off her mother's face and kissed her on the
lips, getting the flavor of her own pussy juices on her tongue.
Clarissa felt a little tingle as she stared at the glow on her
mother's face.
Laura got up and planted a kiss on Janet's cheek then kissed
Clarissa hard on the mouth, "I love you." Laura said to
Clarissa.
Chapter Five
Clarissa sat up in bed. She was hungry. She peered
at the clock, it was 11:10. She figured her mother was
still at her Tupperware party-- those things lasted until
1:00 or so. She decided to go down and get something to
eat. She was craving chocolate.
She got out of bed, dressed in a pair of light green
silk pajama shorts and a matching nightshirt. She loved
the feel of the sheer material against her supple body.
The looseness of her top allowed her breasts to bounce
freely.
She figured Dad and Ferguson would be crashed, so
she didn't bother grabbing her nightgown.
She crept down the hall quietly so as not awaken
her dad or Ferguson. When she got to the kitchen, she
noticed it was a little warm. She walked over to the
fridge, opened it and peered in. She looked at the
cucumbers in the crisper and giggled a little. She looked
at the whipped cream and giggled a little louder. She
decided to go for the chocolate ice cream. She grabbed
the container, a spoon and bowl, and sat down at the
dinner table.
Marshall Darling awoke form his sleep. He was craving
a sandwich. He looked at the clock on the nightstand
and realized Janet wouldn't be home for another hour or
so. She would freak if she knew he was breaking his new
diet by snacking at night. He knew he had to hurry.
He got out of bed and headed downstairs.
When he swung open the kitchen door, he saw his
daughter sitting at the table. The kitchen was dark.
The moonlight shone through the window and highlighted
her hair. She was immersed in a bowl of... ice cream?
Her back was toward him. He finally spoke startling
Clarissa, "Hey Sport, how's it going?"
Regaining her breath and composure, she uttered,
"G-great, Dad. J-j-just having a little snack-- ice
cream."
"Well, I'm gonna join you for a little snack, just
don't tell your mom-- she'd go nuts if she knew I was
cheating on my diet."
They shared a snicker. Marshall walked over to the
fridge. He opened it and couldn't find anything appealing.
He turned to ask Clarissa a question and in the refrigerator
light he caught a glimpse of the shadow of her breasts in her
top. He was speechless as he was unable to tear his eyes away
from the sight. "Uh, uhm, what do ya... think... uh, I
should... eat?" he squeaked out trying to hide his
nervousness.
"The ice cream is great." Clarissa smiled. That's
when she noticed the bulge in her father's pajama
bottoms. She could tell he was nervous. She had
forgotten that she was wearing the flimsy top. That was
the obvious reason for her father's reaction.
She stood up to go get the ice cream for him. She
wanted to downplay his nervousness and put him at ease.
That actually made things worse. When she stood up the
light from the refrigerator and the moonlight made her
even more appealing to the eye.
As she now stood beside him, he couldn't help but look
over at her firm breasts that were mere inches from him.
He tried to act unobvious, but failed. Clarissa smiled
as she looked down at his still growing bulge. She saw
the outline straining against the fabric of his pajamas,
and couldn't believe how big his cock was. He had a
little bit of a gut, but his cock stuck out quite aways.
Clarissa got bold and feigned trying to reach for
something on the bottom of the fridge and brushed his
cock. It was rock hard. He flinched a little.
In his mind he kept thinking,"My God, Marshall this
is your daughter. You shouldn't be in this state of
mind. Maybe you should go back to bed and forget about
it."
Clarissa bent forward and gave her father a peek at
her tits. Marshall really started to lose his composure.
He could see the fullness of her breasts and just a
slight glimpse of her nipples which were rock hard against
the silk fabric. The cool air of the refrigerator made
them even a little stiffer.
She purposely grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup and
squirted a little on the crotch of his pajamas. She
feigned suprise, "Oh,God, I'm so sorry dad,here, let me
clean that off," she lied. She reached down to wipe the
chocolate syrup off his pajamas and started rubbing the
crotch of his bottoms. She rubbed against the fabric
causing her dad to jump a little.
She looked him in the eye and put an innocent smile on
her face. She figured she had fucked the rest of the
family, why not include Dad in the action? She reached
up and kissed him on the lips. This caught Marshall off
guard. He kept trying to rationalize and refuse to give
in. She was making it tougher. She kissed him harder
and stuck her tongue in his mouth. He finally gave in
and kissed her back, pulling her into his arms and
squeezing ever so gently.
Clarissa stuck her right hand into the opening of her
father's pajama bottoms. She found what she was looking
for. She grabbed his warm cock. The chocolate syrup was
seeping through the material. She couldn't believe how
big it was... and fat. She squeezed his throbbing member
gently, in an affectionate way. Marshall ran one hand
down the smooth fabric of her top and brought it around
front to rub her belly. Then with a deep breath, he slid
his hand up under the fabric and grabbed one of her
breasts. It was soft and doughy in his hand. He
kneaded the breast and pinched the nipple. He was amazed
at his daughter's developement. He had noticed her
sprouting a bit in recent years but never really thought
about it much... not in this way.
Clarissa kissed her father on the neck, then made her
way down, unbuttoning his pajama top one button at a time
as she kissed her way down. She got down to his warm,
furry belly and stopped to rub her fingers through the
hair and stick her tongue in his belly button. Marshall
threw his head back and closed his eyes. Clarissa
tugged at his pajama bottoms and brought them down to
his ankles. His cock, finally released from it's
confines, stood stright out at her. It was about seven
inches long and three inches thick. She stuck out her
tongue and touched the tip, tasting his precum. She
licked the head round and round.
Then she had an idea. She reached over and got the
whipped cream from the fridge. She shook the can and
sprayed some on his cock. Marshall flinched a little
at the cold of the whipped cream. She covered the head
completely and most of the rest of his cock in a helter-
skelter manner. She enveloped her mouth around his
member. The feel of her warm mouth and the cold whipped
cream sent pleasure ripping through Marshall'sbody.
She slowly slid her mouth down her father's fat cock.
He gently placed his hands on the back of her head.
She grabbed his balls and started to massage them.
She could feel the build up. She couldn't wait to
taste his cum mixed with the sweet cream. This made
her move her mouth faster up and down his pole.
Beads of sweat covered Marshall's forehead. Clarissa
looked up at him from her kneeling position and looked
him right in the eye. He looked into those pools of
blue and felt his balls start to tighten. He couldn't
believe his daughter was going to eat his cum. His wife
never would, hell she would barely lick it. Her eyes
were so innocent, he thought. Then he felt that surge
and his cock started bucking.
Clarissa slurped away as the cum shot into her mouth.
She could taste the mixture of her dad's jism and the
whipped cream. She gulped hungrily. When his cock had
slowed to a dribble she licked it clean. It was still
sticky from the whipped cream and her saliva.
Marshall got bolder. He reached down and grabbed
Clarissa's top and pulled it up and over ner head.
Her glorious tits bounced out. He reached down and
grabbed one in each hand. His cock, now limp, slid
against Clarissa's cheek.
She reached around him and pulled the chocolate syrup
out of the fridge. "Your turn Daddy," she said handing
him the syrup.
She lay back on the warm kitchen floor pulling her
breasts away from groping hands.
Marshall kneeled down on the floor next to his daughter.
Her body looked so smooth and gorgeous in the refrigerator
light that bathed the kitchen.
Marshall grabbed the syrup and turned the bottle upside-
down. He squeezed the bottle and let it drizzle out of
the spout and onto his daughter's flat stomach. He
swirled the bottle letting the syrup cover the surface.
He ran the dripping bottle up near her breasts covering
them in the chocolate goo. Most of her young upper
torso was now covered. Marshall set the syrup on the
floor and leaned over and put his tongue to her navel.
He bagan the lick upto her pert breasts. He stopped
along the way to smear a little syrup on his nose as
he licked under her right breast. His mouth covered
her nipple. The sweet chocolate covered breast was
being sucked into his mouth almost choking him.
As he continued cleaning the chocolate syrup from
his nubile young daughter his hand darted to her satin
shorts. He tucked a finger into the waistband and gave
a gentle tug to pull them to her knees. His eyes fell
to her crotch. That's when he noticed it was bare.
The fact that his daughter shaved her pussy made him
hornier than ever. His limp cock quickly sprang back
to life. He stood up and opened the freezer part of the
refrigerator and pulled out an icetray and popped out
an ice cube. He knelt back down.
Clarissa flinched as he sat the cube on her freshly
licked belly and started to run it down towards her
bare pusy. Her body became rigid as the ice cube was
run over her clit. Marshall slowly rubbed the ice over
her pussy. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her
outer pussy lips. He than stuck out his tongue and
started licking up and down her slit.
Clarissa grabbed the back of his head and applied
gentle pressure. Marshall ran the ice cube over her
clit as he continued to lick her slit. He parted her
lips with his free hand and shoved his tongue in. He
was greeted with a little warm pussy juice as his tongue
moved around probing her cunt. He mashed his face
against her crotch as he stuck his tongue in as far
as it would go.
Clarissa started bucking her hips against his face.
This egged him on. He licked and rubbed faster and
faster. The ice cube had melted to barely a thin wafer.
He let it fall to the floor between her legs. Then
his daughter came with a fury filling his mouth with
warm pussycum. He slurped and slurped.
"God," he thought, "She's as tasty as her mother."
"Oh, Daddy" Clarissa moaned, "That was great!!!
More, please more!!! Fuck me!!!"
Marshall glanced up at the counter and noticed a
dishtowel hangng over the edge.
He stood up and grabbed it. He looked down at his
daughter still reeling from her oral climax. He knelt
down prompted Clarissa to raise her head. He tied the
dishtowel around her head like a blindfold. Clarissa
layed her head back down.
Marshall reached over and grabbed a carrot out of the
crisper. Clarissa was curious. She heard the rustling
and tried to speak. Her dad put a finger to her lips
and said,"Hush, Sport,you'll like this. Your mother and
I used to do it in college all the time."
He rubbed the tip of the carrot around Clarissa's lips
and playfully slid it in and out. Clarissa flicked her
tongue at it, chasing it a little. Her father continued
to tease her with the carrot, allowing her to nibble it,
then he would pull it away, then push it into her mouth a
bit. He ran the carrot down her neck and between her
breasts, which were still covered in chocolate. Then
he ran it over her areolas and stiff nipples, one
breast, then the other. He dropped the carrot to the
floor. He leaned down and kissed Clarissa on the lips,
ever so gently, then pulled back as she tried to kiss
him back. He kept up the tease.
Marshall reached over to the fridge again and came
out with a bowl which contained some cold pasta noodles.
He pulled some of the noodles out and set the bowl on
the floor.
He tickled Clarissa's belly with the thin strands of
pasta. He ran them uop and down her firm, young body.
Then ran them up to her lips which awaited them eagerly.
She managed to nibble a little. The pasta/chocolate
combo wasn't very pleasant but she was so hot, she
didn't care. Then he gently slapped the noodles on
her breasts. It sent a stinging sensation through
her. He slapped a little harder. Clarissa was really
getting turned on and jutted her hand out to grab a firm
hold of her father's cock which was now burning hot.
He tossed the pasta aside and grabbed Clarissa by the
waist. With a tug he rolled her over onto her stomach
ripping his cock from her hand. Her breasts squished
against the warm floor with a little splatter of
chocolate. Marshall kissed Clarissa on the back of
the neck. He ran his hand down and gave her a slap
on the ass. A bolt of ecstacy surged through her body.
He gave her another slap, this time leaving a red
handprint. He leaned down and placed a kiss on the
handprint. His finger dropped down and rubbed her
clit from behind. He teased it with his finger,
then ran the finger up her crack and across her pink
rosebud. He reached up and into the fridge and came
back down with a tub of margerine and a quart of milk.
His took the top off the milk. The fact that she
couldn't see what he was doing, made Clarissa hotter
than ever. Her pussy was sopping wet.
Marshall poured the milk in a drizzle down the
outline of her spine. He leaned down and licked the
milk off, running his pink tongue down her spine. He
licked down bewteen her asscheeks, stopping just
short of her asshole. He was unsure of continuing.
He took the lid off the tub of margerine. He scooped
out some with his fingers and started coating her ass
and massaged it down to her asshole. He stuck his
margerine-coated finger into her asshole. He swirled
it around and spread it evenly.
Clarissa moaned,"Ooh, oooooh, yessss!!!! Fuck me in
the pussy first Daddy, please, then you can stick it my
ass!!! Please!!!!"
Her foul language surprised Marshall. But the
frankness of it spurred him on. He jumped around behind
his daughter and grabbed her by the waist. He pulled her
up onto all fours. He lifted her enough to slide her
shorts all the way to her ankles, then off. He brought
them to his face and sniffed. The fresh washed smell
mixed with his daughter's vaginal juices were a pleasure
to his nose. He lovingly placed them on the floor.
He grabbed his own pajama bottoms that were on the
floor next to him and placed them under Clarissa and
guided her onto them, so she wouldn't hurt her knees
on the hard floor.
He reached into the crisper and pulled out a basket
of strawberries. He removed a plump juicy one. He
squished it between his fingers. He mashed it against
Clarissa's cunt and smeared it all around her opening
and rubbed it inside her fiery hot lips. Clarissa,
still blindfolded and not knowing what to expect, jumped
a bit. He placed his lips by the pussy and started to
lick at the strawberry mess he had made. The sweetness
mixed with Clarissa's juices urged him to lick harder.
Clarissa screamed out, "Ddady, pleeeaaassse fuck
meeee noww!!!!"
Marshall was a little startled. He moved up behind
his daughter, his penis against her pussy lips. He
rubbed the tip against her soft flesh, the stickiness
of the strawberry still evident. With a little push,
the tip of his jutting cock was nestled between her
bare lips. He pushed a little further in.
"Don't worry, Daddy, it's gone," Clarissa retorted.
Marshall was overcome with a feeling of both relief
and disappointment.
He pushed his cock deeper into the folds of his
daughter's sex. Marshall started pumping his pole in
and out of his teenage daughter. She started pushing
back against his body. He matched her thrust for
thrust-- as she would slam back he would lurch forward.
At times, his penis would plop out and be slammed
back in. The feeling of his balls slapping against
her bare cunt brought his impending orgasm closer.
He picked up the pace.
"Oh,yes, Daddy,please don't stop!!!!Pleeeeasse!!"
Clarissa whimpered almost in tears with horniness. She
felt the warm build up in her loins. Her pussy juice
soaking her father's pubic hair. He was now burying
his cock up to the hilt with each thrust.
He pulled out just short of cumming. He wanted to
fuck that sweet little dimpled ass. He wanted it NOW!!!
He grabbed the back of Clarissa's hair and brought
her head back. With one quick motion Marshall had the
head of his bulging cock in the folds of Clarissa's
asshole. She let out a little yelp. The margerine,
which was now melting in her hot asshole, softened
things, lubricating her dad and her asshole.
Marshall slowly pushed forward and his cock was now half-
way into her ass. The size of his cock made it difficult
to shove it in much further.
He pulled back a little and thrust forward again.
He started making short strokes. In and out. In
and out. Clarissa flexed her ass muscles and pushed
back a little to fuck her father with her asshole.
Marshall held onto Clarissa's hair with one hand as
he slid the other down under her and started stroking
her bobbing tits. The chocolate had set up now and
was real sticky. He quickly brought the hand down and
stuck a finger into her gaping pussy. He started to
finger fuck his daughter as he fucked her ass. He could
feel his massive cock through the thin wall that
seperated her cunt and bunghole. Soon he stuck another
finger in, then a third. He was now fucking her cunt
with three fingers. They were snug inside her hot
pussy. Clarissa bucked her hips up and back toward
her father and came with a scream. She collapsed down
to the floor. Marshall followed her down, keeping his
cock jammed in her ass. He eased down on top of her
and started to stroke harder. He pulled his fingers out
of her box and brought them up around and placed them
into her mouth. She sucked her young juices off his
soaking wet fingers. Clarissa loved the taste of her
cunt with the hint of strawberry and chocolate.
A moan built up in Marshall's throat as his balls
tightened and he shot his load into her asshole.
Clarissa moaned with delight as her dad continued
to pump and shoot out his last few drops of jism.
Clarissa turned around pulling her dad's cock out
of her ass with a lewd wet plop. She reached blindly
for her dad's cock. He guided it to her lips. She
flicked her tongue out and licked the tip. He teased
it away from her mouth, then grazed it against her
lips. She grabbed his limp cock and placed it in her
mouth. She licked the cum off of it. She loved the
feeling of his limp cock in her mouth. She continued
to suck and slurp.
"Sorry, Sport Marshall said looking down at his
blindfolded daughter,"I don't think there's anything
left. Twice is about all I got."
"Oh yeah," Clarissa replied, "Wait until mom gets
home. Hee Hee."
Marshall felt his cock spring back to life. He knew
his wife would be home soon. He reached down and kissed
his daughter on the forehead. "Well, Sport, she'll be
home soon. We'd better shower up and get ready for her."
"I love you Daddy," Clarissa said with a smile.
Chapter Six
Clarissa stood in the shower, the hot water spraying the
chocolate syrup crust off her breasts. She ran the soap bar up
and down her upper torso. She scrubbed to get all the chocolate
off.
She ran the soap bar down to her bare pussy. The combination of
chocolate, strawberry and milk had crusted over. She scrubbed and
srubbed. Her entire pussy area was bright red from the scrubbing.
She became aroused, not only by the scrubbing, but the thought of
what could happen when her mother got home. Clarissa played out a
few fantasies in her mind. She closed her eyes in thought. She
found herself scrubbing harder with the soap. She startled herself
when she realized she'd been in the shower too long. She turned off
the water and reached for her towel...
* * *
Janet Darling walked through the living room door. She took off
her jacket and headed upstairs to the bedroom. She was horny and
wanted to fuck Marshall badly. At her Tupperware party she'd overheard
two women talking about their husbands wanting to tie them up. The
thought of it made her hot. Marshall had never really done much in
that area other than an occasional blindfolding. She wanted to explore
the joy of submissiveness and maybe even being in charge and ordering
Marshall around like a dog.
She giggled gently to herself. She opened the door to her bedroom.
It was dark. She looked over to the bed seeking the body of her
husband. He was gone. Janet took a breath and sighed alittle.
Where could he have gone? The bathroom light in the hall was off so
he couldn't be there.
She walked down to Clarissa's bedroom. She put her ear to the door
and heard faint whispers. Several things ran through her mind.
Could it be the bond she had with Clarissa was now shared between
Clarissa and Marshall? Perhaps, Clarissa was having a bad dream?
Problems? Taking a deep breath, She eased open the door.
Clarissa was laying in bed with the blankets pulled up to her neck
and Marshall was sitting on the bed. The were giggling.
"What are you two doing?" Janet said almost embarrassed she'd
expected anything.
"Oh, I dunno, Mom, talking. I've got a problem and dad was helping
me."
"What problem?" Janet asked, concerned.
Then she noticed the devilish grin appearing on Clarissa's face.
Marshall had almost the same look.
"What to do with this." Clarissa answered pulling down the blankets,
revealing she was naked.
Janet didn't quite know what to do.
"It's okay, Mom, he knows about us and what we did. He's okay with
it."
Janet seemed a little rlieved. She started to unbutton her blouse.
She had a light blue bra on. She reached around the back and
unfastened the bra, letting her gorgeous breasts fall out. Marshall
was standing in front of her now. He grabbed her and kissed her
passionately on the mouth. His hands reached around her back and
unzipped her skirt letting it fall to her ankles. He slipped his hands
into the back of her panties and squeezed her rounded buttcheeks. He
fondled and caressed, then ran a finger down to her cunt and tickled
the opening. He slid her panties to the floor and knelt in front of
her. His tongue ran down her slit. He parted the lips with his tongue
and swirled it like an ice cream cone.
Clarissa threw off the covers all the way exclaming, "Hey, what
about me?"
Marshall stood up and he and his wife headed for the bed, "Sorry,
Sport. Got lost in the moment."
Janet laid on the bed beside Clarissa. She gave her a soft kiss
on the lips. Marshall sat at the foot of the bed. He leaned over
and spread Clarissa's legs. Her stuck out his tongue and shoved it
deep into Clarissa's bare cunt. He spread her bare lips with his
fingers as he stuck his tongue straight out like a little penis.
He moved his head back and forth fucking his daughter with his
tongue.
Janet moved her kiss down to Clarissa's neck, giving it a playful
bite. She proceeded to those two magnificent globes and started
tonguing Clarissa's stiff little nipples. She flicked them with
her tongue as her mouth roamed the breasts. Janet grabbed Clarissa's
breasts firmly and buried her face between them, soaking them
with saliva.
Marshall pulled himself up and buried his shaft into Clarissa's
moist cunt. He sat up on his knees a little so as not to crush
Janet's head which was buried in her daughter's bosom. Clarissa
started bucking her hips to meet her father's thrusts. Janet made
her way down to Clarissa's flat stomach. Marshall kneeled all the
way back so he was sitting on his legs. He grabbed his daughter's
slim waist and started fucking her harder.
Clarissa's moans filled the room. Her mother was tonguing her
belly button. Clarissa lifted her head to watch the performance
of her parents.
Janet licked Clarissa's pubic mound and would occassionally lick
Marshalls cock as he pulled it out. He slowed his strokes so his
wife could lick his dick as he fucked his daughter. He felt Clarissa
quiver as she came. Her body went into little convulsions, causing
his balls to tighten. He felt the cum building up. He pumped in
and out, in and out. Janet could barely keep up.
Marshall felt the cum leave his balls and start coursing through
his thick dick. He pulled his spurting cock out and plunged it into
his wife's waiting mouth. Janet felt the first few drops cascade
down her throat, then felt the full rush of cum as her husband pumped
his cock into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but
some still dribbled out of her mouth and onto Clarissa's red pussy
lips. After cleaning Marshall's cock with her tongue, Janet licked
the little cum puddle off of her daughter's cuntlips.
Marshall collapsed onto his daughter.
"Oh no you don't," exclaimed Clarissa, "you still gotta satisfy
Mom."
Janet was proud of her daughter for not being selfish. "Thank you,
Clarissa."
She pushed her father off and onto his back as Janet got out of the
bed.
Clarissa made her way down to her father's now limp cock. She
grabbed it by the base and placed her lips to the tip of his cock and
gave it a kiss. She stuck out her tongue and ran it over the head.
Her tongue swirled around the tip and slid down the vas defrans tube.
She licked his balls and lifted his cock for better access.
Janet got up on the bed and climbed on top of her husband. She
straddled his face and lowered her wet cunt to his waiting mouth.
His tongue probed around inside her genital folds as he brought his
hands up to spread her lips wider. Janet started grinding
her pussy onto his face. Marshall kept getting his licks
in and grabbed his wife's narrow hips.
Clarissa had her father hard again and was stroking his cock. She
looked up to see her mother smother her father with pussycum.
Clarissa got up off the bed and went into the bathroom. Janet moved
down so her pussy was hovering over her husbands cock. She grabbed
it and lowered herself down inch by inch. She was full to the hilt of
his cock and started to grind her hips. Marshall pumped his hips to
keep the rythum Janet had built up.
Marshall flipped Janet over so they were in missionary position.
He started pushing his cock in and out of her throbbing cunt.
Marshall mashed his mouth down on Janets jiggling breasts as he
fucked her pussy.
Clarissa appeared from the bathroom. She had a devilish grin on
her face. She was carrying the ropes she and Ferguson had used and
the can of whipped cream from the firdge. Her mother was in such
ecstacy that she didn't even notice Clarissa.
Clarissa quickly grabbed her mother's right wrist and tied it to
the bed post. Her mother came out of her sexual trance and gasped,
"What the hell?"
Clarissa just smiled. Janet looked into her husbands face and he
wore the same smile that Clarissa did. Janet wasn't sure what to
expect. She was a little nervous. She relaxed her left wrist as
Clarissa leaned over and tied it to the bedpost.
Clarissa's tit rubbed against her mother's face as she tied the
rope. Janet couldn't resist sticking out her tongue and taking a lick.
Clarissa just smiled as her mother tweaked her nipple with her tongue.
She reached down and gave her mother a sweet kiss on the forehead.
"Now, I'm in charge." Clarissa commanded, "Dad, tie up her legs."
Clarissa suprised even herself as the words fell out of her mouth.
She had never even raised her voice to her mother, and now was going
to control her.
Marshall did as he was told. Clarissa reached under her bed and
produced the can of whipped cream from the refrigerator.
Clarissa placed a dab of whipped cream on each of her mother's
stiff nipples. She reached down and grabbed her mother's right breast
in her hands and leaned down to lick the whipped cream. She enclosed
her mouth around her mother's nipple.
Clarissa looked up at her dad and said, "C'mon Daddy, you take the
other one."
Marshall quickly enveloped the cream covered nipple with his mouth.
He darted his tongue out and flicked it along the nipple as he sucked
it. He gave her tit a gentle squeeze.
The swirl of tongues sent a tickling sensation through Janet's body.
She flinched and made the ropes tighten. They dug into her flesh.
The combination of the burning and tickling brought a crashing orgasm
to Janet's cunt. She moaned in ecstacy.
Clarissa lowered the can to her mother's navel and dropped some of
the creamy stuff on her mother's hot quim. Marshall swept down and
quickly licked Janet's belly button. He slurped at the sweet cream
nestled in his wife's navel. Clarisa, wanting a little sweetness
of her own, quickly moved to the foot of the bed and slammed her cute
face onto her mother's cream-covered muff. Clarissa swirled her tongue
around in the mixture of whipped cream and pubic hair. Clarissa ran
her tongue down her mother's sticky slit and took a nibble on her clit.
Clarissa rammed her tongue into the heated hole of her mother. She
brought her hands up and spread her mother's pussylips. She had to
lean over the rope for the best access. Her weight pulled the rope
tighter cutting into her mother's left ankle. The pain/ecstacy was
enough to cause Janet to squeal. Clarissa thrust her tongue in
and out, up and down. She moved her head vigrously to enhance
her mother's pleasure. Marshall had moved himself behind his
daughter. He had his prick in his hand and was aiming it
at her juicy, bald cunt. He stroked her clit with the tip of his
cock. He stepped forward and inerted his penis into her bare cavern.
Clarissa lurched back, causing her father's cock to fill her pussy.
He started thrusting, slapping Clarissa's ass with his hairy balls.
Clarissa, who was still standing over her mother, tonguing her pussy,
started pushing her ass back toward her father. Marshall sped up his
strokes causing Clarissa to lick harder and faster. Clarissa's pussy
was dripping with juice. She and her mother moaned in orgasm at the
same time. The simultaneous orgasm of his wife and daughter caused
Marshall to thrust harder.
Clarissa reached down and started stroking her cunt wildly. She
inserted a finger in her cunt. The feeling of both her father's pecker
and her slim finger in her quim made it all the more intense.
Marshall, ready to cum, stepped out from behind his daughter and
started jerking his cock wildly. Clarissa quickly dropped to the
floor and started flicking her tongue on the underside of her dad's
dick. Marshall shot his wad all over his wife's belly. The cum mixed
with what was left of the now dried whipped cream on her pussy mound
and stomach. Clarissa shoved her father out of the way and started
lapping at the mixture like a thirsty puppy.
Marshall sat at the head of the bed and kissed his wife hard on the
mouth as his daughter finished cleaning the cum/cream off her mother's
stomach.
Marshall started to untie the rope when Clarissa interrupted, "Wait,
we're not finished with her yet."
"Sorry Sport," her father replied, "but I don't think I can handle
anymore. Your poor mother looks tired too."
"But what about me?" a voice squeaked out. All looked across the
room. There standing in the doorway was Ferguson with a camcorder.
He had been videotaping the whole thing. Only Clarissa was in on it.
"Oh yeah," she replied, "I had almost forgotten about you Fergwad."
Ferguson set the camcorder on Clarissa's desk and removed the blue
terrycloth robe he was wearing. He walked toward the bed, his cock
sticking straight out. Janet gave a little gasp at the endowment of
her young son. He stood beside the bed and grabbed the can of whipped
cream. He sprayed a generous amount on his cock. He shoved his
jutting boner at his mother's shocked face. He pushed past her lips
with the engorged purple head of his cock. He pushed harder and his
cock was halfway in her mouth. Janet started to move her head to and
fro. She engulfed almost all of his cock. He hurried his thrusts,
causing his balls to slap against his mother's cheeks.
Fergeson pulled his cock from his mother's mouth with a loud pop.
He climbed on the bed and sat on her chest. He lowered himself and
stuck his sticky cock between his mother's breasts. He squeezed her
breasts around his cock and started to tit fuck his mother. The warmth
of her breasts was heating up Ferguson's drive. He twisted the nipples
as he mashed his cock with his mother's tits.
Not wanting to be left out, Clarissa sat down on the edge of the bed
and leaned over to kiss her mother on the mouth. She shoved her
tongue deep into her mother's mouth. The hot mother/daughter team
allowed their tongues to wrestle in each other's mouths.
Clarissa broke the kiss and started to kiss her mother's soft tits.
Ferguson kept fucking away at his mother's breasts. Clarissa
brought her mouth down and flicked her tongue at the tip of her
brother's penis every time it would peek out from between the two
fleshy mounds. Ferguson pushed Clarissa back and shoved his cock into
his mother's mouth. He grabbed her hair and began fucking her face,
his balls slapping against her chin. He felt the surge in his groin
and thrust harder. He emptied his seed into his mother's mouth. He
was fucking it so wildly that it spurted everywhere. Only part of his
spunk went down her throat, the rest coated her chin, neck and face.
Without missing a beat Clarissa licked the cum off her mother's
sweaty face. She leaned over to Ferguson who had finally stopped his
thrusts and kissed the wet tip of his cock.
Clarissa struggled to her feet as Ferguson hopped off his mother.
They started untying the ropes.
"Wait a minute, Ferguson honey," his mother choked out trying to
catch her breath from her family workout, "Let's try that on for size."
She pointed to his long, skinny cock.
Ferguson was flattered that after all she'd been through, his
mother wanted to fuck him. He blushed. "I don't know, mom, I... uh
um..."
Clarissa stopped Ferguson by dropping to her knees in front of him
and grabbing his cock, "Don't worry, little bro, I'll help you."
Clarissa took Ferguson's limp cock into her mouth. She flicked her
tongue at the tip, which brought his cock slowly back to life. She
grabbed the base of his cock and started stroking it. She bobbed her
head to and fro, taking him deeply into her mouth. Soon Ferguson was
hard and ready to please his demanding mother.
Ferguson climbed on the bed and got between his mother's parted
legs. Kneeling, cock in hand, Ferguson aimed his throbbing boner at
his mother's awaiting pussy. He edged forward sinking the tip of his
cock into his mother's warm folds. He pushed in inch by inch until
he was balls deep into his mother's cunt. He withdrew slowly then
slammed forward into the velvety folds. He picked up the pace. He
could feel the scorching juices of his mother's cunt soak his cock.
Clarissa pushed her mother and brother over to the edge of the bed
and lay beside her mother. She started kissing her mother hard.
Ferguson leaned forward placing his whole bodyweight on top of his
mother. He massaged her breasts as he kept up his hard strokes.
Clarissa continued to kiss her mother, their tongues swirling around
in an incestuous wrestling match.
Marshall decided to join the Darling family orgy. He grabbed his
daughter by her slender waist and rolled her from her side onto her
back. He got on top of her and shoved his mighty cock into her teen
pussy. Clarissa let out a yelp. She soon caught up to her father's
rythm and was fucking him furiously with her hips. Soon all were
at the same rythum.
Ferguson felt his balls tighten as his mother screamed out in
orgasmic glory. He pumped harder and harder. He shot his wad deep
into the womb that had birthed him fourteen years ago. He kept
pumping as his cum drained out of his mother's cunt and onto the bed.
Marshall felt his own orgasm brewing. He kept pumping.
Clarissa felt her pussy churm and explode into a glorious orgasm,
"Come inside of me daddy pleeeaaassssseee!!! Don't worry, I've been
on the pill for a while now. Come insiiidddeeee offf meeeee!!!!!"
Marshall pumped harder, his balls slapping against his daughter's
ass turning the flesh pink. He groaned as a stream of his white goo
shot deep into his little girl's cunt. As he slowed to a dribble,
Clarissa kept pumping her hips toward him until his dick turned limp
and plopped out of her cunt. Ferguson, collapsed onto his mother's
chest, leaned over to meet Clarissa for a kiss.
END OF CHAPTER 6