PP-7206 The Family Busts Loose by Author Unknown
Chapter 2
Walt Jordan knew how much his wife hated these magazines. That's why he
kept them stashed away, only reading them when Linda wasn't around.
"Mmmm, look at this one," he murmured now, holding a magazine open so
the center-fold dangled before his eyes.
It was a close-up shot of a spread-legged model's yawning pussy. This
cunt was fingered open, like the girl was playing with herself.
As he stared at the glossy cunt, Walt felt his pulse quicken and his
hard-on throbbed. These magazines always made his cock so stiff that he
felt like a horny kid again. Sometimes he even whipped it out and
jerked off.
Indeed, Walt was thinking about this now when he heard the front door
opening. Sue was home from her date, he realized. And the telltale
bulge at the crotch of his pants was enormous, refusing to go away.
Walt laid the magazine over the embarrassing mound just as his daughter
walked in.
"Have a good time, honey?" he said characteristically.
Sue shrugged, started to say something, then swallowed. Then she blurt
out, "Daddy, could I talk to you about something? Something kinda
personal?"
"Well ... it's pretty late, princess," Walt haltingly answered.
"It's real important, Daddy. And now's the best time, with no one else
around. I don't think I could talk about this with anybody else but
you."
Walt was, of course, flattered. He just wished he could give his full
attention to his little girl, without this stubborn hard-on distracting
him.
Sue couldn't help noticing his uneasiness. "Something wrong, Daddy?"
"No, I'm fine," Wait lied. "Just sit down, honey, relax, and tell your
old dad what's on your mind."
Sue sagged onto the sofa across from him. And suddenly there was an
additional distraction for Walt. The way his daughter sat he could see
right up her skirt.
"This isn't easy for me to admit, so I better just start talking before
I lose my nerve," Sue said, almost breathless. "Daddy, I think there
must be something wrong with me when it comes to boys. They just don't
like me the way I wish they would."
Walt tried to say the right thing. "You mean they don't respect you?"
"I dunno," Sue sighed. "Maybe they respect me too much. I can't get
them to ... to ..."
She nervously shifted her legs. Unable to resist a peak, Walt looked
for a flash of her panties. But they weren't there. Instead, he
glimpsed the lush growth of her young but hairy pussy!
"Let me put it this way, Daddy," Sue now said. "I'm tired of being just
a little girl. But I can't get any guys I know to understand how
important it is for me to grow up. They'll only go so far and then ..."
Her voice trailed off again, as she thought of yet another way to
express herself. Her skirt bunched up on her thighs, giving her father
an even better hint of the curly treasure at her pantyless crotch.
Then Sue braced herself and said, "Just answer this yes or no for me,
Daddy. It's super important to me. Was Mom a virgin when you met her?"
"Wh-what?" Walt gulped.
"You haven't even been listening to me, have you, Daddy?"
"Of course, I've been paying attention," Walt falsely insisted, hoping
that Sue would repeat the whole question.
She did. "Well, then yes or no, Daddy? Was Mom a virgin when you met
her?"
"Yes," Walt answered on the spur of the moment, guessing that this was
what Sue wanted to hear. "Your mother was a virgin."
Sue leaned forward, her skirt shrinking farther up her parted thighs.
God, Walt thought, look at that hairy, young pussy.
"Well, so am I!" Sue intensely declared. "I'm a virgin, too, Daddy. And
... and ..."
She was gasping for air. Walt thought he could see her thighs quiver.
"I don't want to be a virgin anymore, Daddy! I have too much to offer
to stay cherry anymore."
Now Walt was listening to her every word. He couldn't believe what he
heard. And, automatically, he connected it with the tempting, young
pussy that showed so invitingly between his daughter's legs.
"Then you were the first guy who Mom ever ... well, pardon my language,
Daddy, but you fucked Mom first, didn't you?"
Not even thinking about it, Walt nodded, as if in a trance. But even
with his head bobbing, he never took his eyes off the curly magic at
the center of Sue's thighs.
"Did Mom seduce you, Daddy?" Sue went on. "How did she get your cock in
her cunt the first time?"
Before Walt could collect his wits enough to answer, his cock betrayed
him with a totally reckless response. Lurching as if it were determined
to bust out of his pants, it sent the magazine that had concealed his
crotch skittering to the floor.
The magazine had fallen open to the split beaver centerfold.
Sue's eyes moved from the naked model toward Wait's lap. The bulge that
tented his pants left nothing to her imagination. A hard-on! Sue's
pussy spasmed and she realized that she wasn't wearing panties. She
also became aware of how far her skirt had ridden up her parted thighs.
Next, Sue attempted to make eye-contact with her dad. He was staring at
her cunt.
The girlie magazine may have turned her father on in the first place,
but Sue knew she was the one who kept his cock so hard now. And, God,
did it seem like such a big, big cock. Sue couldn't help yearning to
see it.
"Why don't we act it out, Daddy? You tell me how Mom seduced you the
first time you fucked, and I'll pretend I'm her. Just tell me what to
do and it'll happen all over again, except it'll be me instead of Mom."
His voice sounded distant, as if it were indeed coming out of the past.
"I knew your mother wanted me to fuck her, but I was afraid to get too
involved," Walt eerily recalled. "But one night, Linda spilled
something on her dress--"
"Like this?" Sue cut in, grabbing a half a cup of cold coffee from the
end table and fumbling it.
Walt stiffly nodded and went on. "She said she had to get out of her
things and dry herself off. I was supposed to look the other way."
Sue was already on her feet, unzipping her skirt. Then she began
wriggling out of it. "But you peeked, didn't you, Daddy?"
"That's what she really wanted. I knew it all along," Walt said in his
faraway voice.
"So you weren't surprised when she came over to you, half-undressed,
and asked you if you liked what you saw?" Sue suggested, guessing at
what had happened.
Now Sue stood directly in front of her seated father, her exposed cunt
level with his bulging eyes. She ran her hands down into the hollows of
her crotch, pressing with her fingertips just enough to make her pussy
lips separate.
"Well, do you like what you see now as much as you did then, Daddy?"
she purred.
"B-beautiful," Walt stammered. "What a beautiful cunt."
"You can taste it if you want to," Sue boldly offered. "Here, let me
show you."
She took her father's head and pressed his face against her thrusting
crotch. Right away she could feel his mouth on her cunt. His lips and
tongue moved on her pussy-lips, gash and clit.
"Yes, eat it, Daddy. Eat my hairy cunt," Sue urged. "Eat it the way you
ate Mom's cunt on the night you popped her cherry."
Walt's tongue hardened and surged into Sue's juicy cunt-gash. The walls
of her pussy closed around the wad of cockmeat and tugged rhythmically.
"You're gonna make me come, Daddy. Come right away. My pussy's coming
in your mouth," Sue moaned, her hips rolling. "Just fuck my pussy a
little deeper with your tongue."
Her father's tongue began moving in and out of her climaxing cunt,
spooning Sue's cum into his mouth. Walt's Adam's apple bobbed as he
gulped down the seemingly endless supply of female nectar.
While her dad continued feasting on her pussy, she reached down to his
lap. All it took was the slightest yank at his swollen crotch and his
fly seemed to unzip itself. The column of cockmeat awaiting her was
long and thick, the balls round and churning.
"I'm gonna make you come, too, Daddy," she promised. "Just keep eating
my pussy and before you know it we'll both be coming together."
She stepped up the tempo of the hand-job to match the movement of
Walt's tongue in her cunt. Sue knew she was near results when she heard
the springs in the chair squeaking from her father's squirming.
"Come, Daddy, come!"
"Ooooh, Jesus, am I!" Walt groaned into the slice of her pussy.
His prick lurched in her sliding grip, then Sue felt the hot cream
seeping down her fingers. Sue brought her sticky fingers to her mouth
and sampled them. The flavor of her father's jizz was different than
her cousin Tim's cum. It was a lot more tangy--almost spicy.
Immediately, Sue craved more.
"Can you get another hard-on for me, Daddy?" she asked.
"Wh-what for?" Walt stuttered.
Instead of answering with words, Sue licked her lips with the universal
sign of hunger, then made exaggerated sucking sounds. In short, she
made it clear to Walt that she wanted to clamp a blow-job on his big
cock.
"I-I can't let you do it, baby," Walt stuttered. "We've gone too far
already."
"I'll bet you didn't stop Mom from sucking your cock on the night you
took her cherry."
"Wh-what makes you think that?"
"Just stands to reason. If you want a guy to fuck your pussy, no
quicker way to get him in the mood than by having him fuck your mouth
first."
"You sound like you're speaking from experience."
"Sure, I've sucked my share of pricks," Sue frankly admitted.
"But you're still cherry--"
"Try and try again," Sue chuckled.
"But why me? Your own father!"
"I'm tired of striking out, Daddy. And since when could you ever say no
to me when there was something I really wanted? If a blow-job worked
for Mom, it ought to work for me."
Then Sue had knelt before her father's chair. She lowered her head to
his lap and her mouth enclosed his semi-stiff cock.
As he felt her oral warmth around his cock-meat, Walt closed his eyes.
Hot blood surged through his veins, channeled directly to his crotch.
Despite his misgivings about incest, his prick was rigid again. She
tugged at the growing cockshaft with her lips and caressed it with her
squirming tongue.
"Oh, that's the way, baby. Suck it, suck it. Suck daddy's cock as deep
as you can," Walt heard himself say.
Walt's hips began to roll. Next, as if on their own, his hands grasped
Sue's head so he could guide her auctioning mouth. He worked her mouth
back and forth along his long, thick prick, turning the blow-job into a
mouth-fuck.
"Jesus," he muttered, his eyes still closed. "I don't believe this is
happening."
He finally looked and saw there was no doubt about the way his cock
went in and out of Sue's mouth. Walt had never seen her look more
beautiful than she did now, while she sucked his prick.
There was no way he'd pull out now. He was hooked. But Walt thought he
should warn his daughter before his sucked cock erupted. He felt the
rising tide in his loins.
"Gonna come!" he said breathlessly, announcing his second climax of the
evening. "Come even more than I did before!"
His crotch bucked and he forced Sue's face against the surging crux of
his loins. This jammed his big prick to the depths of her throat. He
might as well have been pissing in his daughter's mouth, he came so
much. Could she, would she, drink all of his jizz? he wondered.
Sue's cheeks had started to swell with excess jism as his cock
continued to spurt. Walt did his best to make sure his daughter
swallowed every bit of his load by using another reference to his wife.
"Your mother drank all of my cum the first time she blew me!" Walt
blurted out to Sue. "After that my cock was so hard I had to fuck her!"
Walt could see his daughter's eyes dancing as he felt the deepest,
longest swallow he could imagine around every inch of his creaming
cock. Her ballooned cheeks flattened back down and by the time Walt's
balls were drained, she'd devoured almost every drop of his cum.
"God, you did it," Walt muttered in awe.
Sue let his sticky prick slide from her mouth. "Anything Mom can do, I
can do too."
She smiled as she spoke and silvery beads of jizz trickled from the
corners of her girlish grin. Once again, she was the most beautiful
creature her father had ever seen.
She hummed as she peeled away her blouse and bra, doing the bump and
grind like a teenaged stripper. When she was in her birthday suit she
kept up the act, and it was quite a show. Indeed, Sue's performance
surprised even her.
"Jesus, where'd you learn how to do that?" her father rasped.
"Just making it up while I go along," Sue admitted. "Wanna see more?"
Walt hungrily panted that he did.
Sue moved the rippling play of her youthful muscles from her titties
down to her stomach. Suddenly she was a belly dancer. Her navel was a
circular blur, dancing just above the bristling triangle of her hairy
cunt.
"Now for the best part," Sue crooned.
She spread her thighs, arching back at the waist. Her hairy pussy
jumped out at the center of her loins, moving this way and then that
way. During the process, she was slowly backing toward the sofa. When
she arrived, her ass sank into the cushions. One leg lazily hooked over
the armrest, the other reached out to the coffee table.
She ran her hands along her naked body, caressing her tits before
reaching the curly nest of her spread crotch. She fingered her pussy-
lips apart, revealing the maximum amount of her gash's inner pink.
"This is it, Daddy," Sue called. "Don't let me stay cherry any longer
than you have to. Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me!"
Walt's cock throbbed as if it might bust. He was afraid to touch it,
worrying that even the slightest stimulation might make him come before
he'd tested his daughter's luscious cunt.
He went to her, dipping his knees to line up her waiting pussy with his
untouched hard-on. The swollen cockhead approached the gap of her
pussy-lips. All he had to do was thrust his crotch at the proper angle,
and ... and ...
He was fucking her. Fucking his own virgin daughter.
Chapter 3
"Deeper, Daddy, deeper," Sue urged. "Put your whole cock in my cunt."
"I'm trying, baby, but your cherry's in the way," a puffing Walt
answered.
"Goddamn it, Daddy! If your big cock doesn't get the job done, I'm
scared I'll stay cherry forever."
"Let me give it another push!"
Sue scissored her father's midsection, clamping him with her slender,
strong, young thighs. At the same time, Walt set his cock in her pussy
for another lunge.
"When I count to three, Daddy, you push and I'll pull. One ... two ..."
Walt gritted his teeth, while Sue took a deep breath before the final
number. They both knew this would hurt her, but there was no avoiding
pain if she was going to lose her cherry.
"Three, Daddy, three!"
Wait's crotch bucked as he bore down. Sue's crotch jumped, her ass
leaving the sofa. In midair, cock and pussy trembled in straining
contact, the former halfway inside the latter. But it went no farther,
no matter how much father and daughter tried.
Their loins flexed, their asscheeks clenched. Their breath came in
gusts, while beads of sweat creased their red faces. All of Walt's
strength and willpower was channeled to his prick, all of Sue's to her
cunt.
But it was no use.
"Hurts ... hurts too much," she groaned, hating to give in.
Her ass sank back into the sofa, her cunt losing a lot of her father's
cock in the process. Shit, she thought, why was it so hard to lose her
damned cherry? What kind of screwed-up chick was she, anyway?
Indeed, she was so discouraged that she was almost ready to give up,
when her father said, "Your mother's cherry gave me this kind of
battle, too."
Sue's heart pounded with hope. "But you told me you popped hers,
Daddy."
"She, uh, did most of it herself," Walt said after a long pause, his
voice faint.
"What, Daddy, what? What did Mom do to her pussy so you could finally
fuck her?" Sue anxiously quizzed.
"Maybe you're better off staying a virgin."
"That's like saying I'd be better off dead," Sue countered. "Tell me,
Daddy, tell me!"
"You don't know what you'd be letting yourself in for, darling."
"Try me."
Walt could see that Sue wasn't about to leave it alone. What's more, he
had the potential solution to her problem dangling on the tip of his
tongue. All he had to do was gather the nerve to spit it out.
"Your mother ... she used her hand," he said.
"How many fingers, Daddy?" Sue eagerly asked, already sliding her pussy
away from her father's cock.
"Started with just one," Walt replied, as if in a trance.
"Like this?" Sue said, probing her pussy with her middle finger.
Walt nodded.
"And then, Daddy? What did Mom do to her cherry pussy next?"
"Put two more fingers in with the first one," Walt answered, breathing
the words.
She immediately made the addition to her cunt. She'd had this many
fingers in there before without even testing her cherry, so she knew
there had to be a lot more involved.
"The thumb. Now she used her thumb," Walt said.
Sue squirmed it into her pussy, the fit was getting tighter. Obviously,
her smallest finger also belonged in her pussy too and quickly, she had
accomplished the task.
"Okay, Daddy, tell me more," Sue now panted.
Walt looked down at his daughter's hand in her cunt and knew he had to
make the decision whether to tell her the rest. The wrinkles in his
brow clearly indicated second thoughts.
"You owe this to me, Daddy!" Sue impatiently demanded. "I jacked you
off while you ate my pussy. I sucked your cock and swallowed your cum.
Now you've got to see this through."
"And if I don't?" Walt choked, testing himself, his daughter and the
situation to the limit.
"You've already raped me in the eyes of the law," Sue threatened. "The
cops won't care whether or not you actually popped my cherry."
"It's my word against yours," Walt croaked.
"And who do you think they'll believe, Daddy?" Sue snapped. She didn't
like what she was having to do, but was convinced it was necessary.
Walt knew he was beaten. Even if his daughter had come on to him like a
whore, the burden of proof would be on him if she started talking. For
if there was one crime where a man was guilty the minute he was
accused, incest was it. Sue had enough on him to send him to jail for
years.
He gulped, "Make a fist."
Sue's eyes lit up. "In my pussy?"
"As deep in there as you can get it."
Sue forced her hand inside her cunt to the wrist, wincing. Then she
clenched her teeth, as she began clustering her knuckles within her
straining cunt.
"Oh, God," she moaned, "no cock could ever feel this big."
Her stretched pussy-lips quivered around her wrist. Her belly heaved.
Between the parted cheeks of her ass her asshole bulged with the
extreme pressure.
"Push, baby, push!" Walt instructed.
"Oooooh, it hurts. Hurts so much," Sue whimpered, the veins along her
forearm standing out.
"With a cherry as stubborn as yours, fist-fucking's what it takes.
You've got to punch it in there, sweetheart."
"Oh, Daddy, I'm not sure I can. My pussy's so tight. My cherry's so
stubborn."
"You can do it, baby," Walt urged, so caught up by now in the bizarre
tide of events. "Go ahead and fuck it, honey, fuck it! Fist-fuck your
pussy! Your cherry, young pussy!"
She squealed with pain when she jerked her fist toward the untested
depths of her tender pussy. And, in spite of her suffering, once she'd
driven her knuckles forward she didn't surrender an inch of the hard-
won penetration she'd achieved.
It bothered Walt to see his daughter in such agony, but the fact that
she was willing to go this far for him excited him even more. His cock
loomed from his crotch sharply.
"Do it again, baby! Fist-fuck your cunt some more. Get that cherry nice
'n loose for my big cock."
"Whatever you say, Daddy," Sue panted, expressing her total faith in
her father.
Her arm lurched from the elbow on down, driving her fist even deeper
into her cunt. At first she groaned like she was dying, her face a pale
mask of pain. Then, all at once, a smile from nowhere unexpectedly
creased her drawn features and a rosy hue returned to her cheeks.
"It's starting to give, Daddy," she swooned. "Yes, it's working! I can
feel my cherry giving way."
"Don't let up now," Wait called. "Punch it again, sweetheart."
"Oh, yeah," Sue answered, driving her knuckles inside her cunt once
more. "Oooooh, yessssss!"
"It's starting to feel good?" Walt expectantly asked.
"Soooo goooooood!" Sue cried. "Daddy, I think I can come this way."
"Go for it, honey."
Now, for the first time, Sue's fist began sliding back and forth in her
pussy like a massive cock. Her cunt had become so wet with arousal that
it rhythmically squished as she fucked herself.
"Mmmm, Daddy, it's building up inside of me. Yes, yes, gonna come!
Come! Come!"
Her ass jumped off the sofa when the orgasm hit her. Pumping furiously
in her raised cunt, her fist-fucking knuckles pumped recklessly, as her
crotch bucked in reply to every thrust she delivered into herself.
"Damn, baby, you keep this up and you'll make me come just from
watching you," Walt rasped, unable to keep his hand from stroking his
rigid prick.
"No, Daddy, no, don't beat off! I want all of your cum in my pussy! And
you know what?"
"What, baby, what?" Walt anxiously asked.
"I'm ready for your cock in my cunt now. Ready for you to finally fuck
me."
Sue yanked her knuckles from her fist-fucked cunt with a loud pop. When
she straightened out her fingers, they dripped with pussy-juice. She
was tasting them while motioning her father toward her with her other
hand, when Walt stepped into the shadow cast by her open thighs.
"Oh, this is it, Daddy. Got to have it now!" Sue bubbled.
She drew the rigid column of cockmeat toward the center of her swollen
pussy-lips, forcing her father to his knees. Then she'd made contact,
the blunt tip of Walt's cock nosing just inside her cunt-gash. Her
pussy was so wet with anticipation that a liquid-pearl of female nectar
slithered along the underside of his father's cock, all the way down
the shaft to his balls.
"Gonna put it in," Sue repeated.
Her hairy crotch jumped up at her father's loins. His cock sank into
her thrusting cunt--deeper, deeper, until it was buried to the hilt and
Wait's balls were flush with her ass.
"Does it hurt, baby?" father anxiously asked daughter.
"Not a bit," Sue happily reported. "That fist-fuck really did the trick
on my cherry."
Wait began moving his cock in her cunt with short, compact strokes.
Automatically Sue wrapped her legs around his waist, rocking him in the
cradle of her thighs to step up the tempo.
And then it happened--the most important event of Sue's young life.
After all she'd been through to reach this moment, there was virtually
no physical sensation. However, the emotional impact more than made up
for that. Instead of actually feeling her cherry finally being popped,
Sue sensed it. Suddenly she just knew that she was a woman instead of a
girl.
"I'm flying!" she cried, a glorious butterfly emerging from her erotic
cocoon.
"Then you're not sorry you had to wait?" Wait asked.
"Not as long as it meant getting my cherry taken by my own precious
daddy," Sue lilted. "Now that's what I call a fantasy come true. It was
fate I stayed a virgin until now so it could be you who turned me into
a real woman--just like you did with Mom all those years ago."
At the mention of his wife, Walt hurriedly suggested, "Let's forget
about your mother, baby. It's just you and me from now on, princess."
"That's okay, Daddy, you don't have to make any promises," Sue
answered. "I'll understand if you still fuck Mom, too. I won't be
jealous."
"I'd be if I knew you were fucking anybody else," Walt said. "I want
you all to myself, just like I don't want anybody else. We just fuck
each other from here on in. Okay?"
"But poor Mom," Sue said. "What'll she do?"
"Your mother can take care of herself," Walt insisted. "Take my word
for it."
Sue had started to wonder if her father was keeping something from her
about her mother. But when his big cock started moving in her cunt
again the friction erased everything but fucking from Sue's
consciousness.
Then Walt poured it on even more. "Come for Daddy, princess. Come for
me," he said, his hand at the top of Sue's cock-stuffed pussy,
massaging her stiff, little clit.
"Oooooh, Daddy, more, more," Sue begged, her mother's erotic needs now
the farthest thing from her mind. "Make me come so hard I can't stand
it, Daddy."
Walt slid his free hand under her ass and caressed the hairy split.
Then he touched the pucker of her asshole and Sue had no doubt what she
wanted him to do.
"Finger-fuck my ass!" she urgently hissed.
Her father immediately probed her tight ass-chute.
"Suck my titties!" she blurted out.
Walt's mouth was there. He drew a nipple almost to his throat, bathing
it with spit while he swirled his tongue around the erect bud.
If ever a female body had been presented with a recipe for orgasm, this
was it for Sue. She could have climaxed at any point during the last
few moments, but she had purposely held back--saving her come until
she'd been overwhelmed. Now her father devastated her with his flawless
fucking, sucking, fingering technique. Now she didn't merely just want
to come--she had to! It was as if her very existence depended on it.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Sue wailed.
It was a three-pronged orgasm, the shooting pangs of released passion
produced with equal force by her sucked tits, probed asshole, and
fucked and fingered cunt. The vibrations flowed directly to her soul.
"Oh, Daddy, it feels so good I can't stand it!" Sue wailed some more.
Walt sank his teeth into the soft flesh around Sue's nipple. Down
below, he twisted her clit around double and added a third finger to
her asshole, reaching all the way to her gurgling bowels so her shit
seeped down his knuckles.
How long, Sue wondered, could she take it? Surely her capacity for
coming had some limit. But would she recognize when that point had been
reached?
"Oh, Daddy, fuck me till you kill me!" she cried fearlessly.
"I've got something better for you than that, baby," Walt told her.
"Just hang on."
Now he stopped what he'd been doing to her tits, asshole and clit. His
hands were on her legs, pushing them back over her head, jack-knifing
her naked body so he drilled her pussy with cock-thrusts which angled
straight down into her.
"Rip me, Daddy, rip me!" Sue cried.
But then, all at once, Walt let go of her legs. His upper body flopped
between them, the muscles abruptly slack, while his breath wheezed in
Sue's ear. His cock remained hard, but, still hitting Sue's pussy, it
ceased to move inside her.
"Daddy, you all right?" Sue asked, concerned by this sudden change in
her father's behavior.
Walt just laughed. And then Sue knew what it was all about.
"Oh, Daddy, why didn't you tell me you were going to come?" Sue sighed
with relief when she felt the sticky rush of liquid heat at the depths
of her cunt. "I thought you'd had a heart attack or something."
"Sweetheart, it's more like I'm gonna live forever as long as I've got
my little girl to fuck," Walt answered, his gushing prick continuing to
unload in his daughter's teenaged pussy.
"Right on," Sue sighed.
She lay back on the sofa concentrating entirely on the jizz which
flooded her cunt. God, Sue thought, she'd never felt so full of
anything in her life.
By now her father's prick had stopped spurting, but Sue used the
youthful muscles of her cunt to milk the dregs from his balls. She
wanted every drop of jizz she could get in her pussy, even though there
was so much that she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it all inside
for long.
She soon felt the excess cream leaking from her cunt into the crack of
her ass. She released her pussy's hold on her father's cock and allowed
his cock to slip out of her cunt-gash. An overflowing river of cum
followed.
Without even having to think about it, Sue placed her hand between her
legs and spread the escaping jism from thigh to thigh across the dense
beard of her hairy cunt. Then she smeared her father's cock-juice as
far up as her navel, and back down into the crack of her ass.
She wound up probing her asshole with a slippery finger, rubbing her
clit with the slimy heel of her other hand. There was no way she'd stop
until she'd made herself climax one last time.
"The frosting on my cake," she called it when she'd brought this final
orgasm upon herself.
As he watched her, saw her dripping with his cum, her father could only
nod in awe and wonder if his life would ever be the same.