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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an
adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further.
I am not the author. I don't have the talent.
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The Tough Get Coming
Chapter 1
"So what do you wanna do, Gwen?" Alan grinned to the
beautiful blonde girl sitting on the rumpled bed next to him.
Gwen Bristol grinned back just as lustfully at the young man
beside her. Ever since she'd first met Alan Watson when she got
to Lindale College that past August, there had been no question at
all about what it was that attracted them to each other.
Pure, undiluted lust!
Gwen's roommate was out of town for the weekend, and she knew
they wouldn't be disturbed in her small dorm room. "Alan, honey,"
she sighed, curling up next to him and leaning in close, her lush
body moving sensuously under the tight-fitting blouse and jeans.
"Make me happy, baby."
"Anything for you, sweetmeat," he smiled. As she rolled into
him, she could feel the weight of her firm breasts brush against
the side of his chest, and through them her fast-beating heart,
the signal that this lusty blonde was ready for another of their
sexual free-for-alls. He had never before met a girl who was so
hot for fucking and sucking all the time. Gwen never seemed to be
able to get enough hard cock slipped into her.
Alan let his fingertips slide gently down the back of her
silky blouse, tracing the curve of her spine. Gwen trembled
slightly and melted into his arms, her luscious red lips nipping
at his neck, the wet tongue leaving a warm glistening trail on his
skin. He pressed his hand under the waistband of her tight jeans
and slowly eased it down to continue tracing her spine, moving
into the moist slit between her curving asscheeks. Gwen never
wore panties when she was dressed in her tight-fitting designer
jeans, and had once told him it was because she got off on the
fabric rubbing on her pussy and asshole when she moved.
The jeans fit almost like a second skin, and Alan had to push
to get his hand down farther, but with little whimpers of pleasure
Gwen shifted her ass around, helping him until he had shoved his
hand completely down the back of her jeans, his fingers splayed
out across her lush buttocks, with the long middle finger
teasingly stroking at the very bottom of her wet, heated pussy
lips.
"OOOH!" Gwen gasped as she felt the first touch of his finger
on her sensitive cunt. She dropped her hands to undo the
waistband of her jeans, opening them so Alan could move his hand
still farther in from behind. She felt his finger farther forward
and up higher now, slipping into her juicy twat until he had the
palm of his hand flat on her pert behind.
"Oh! Mmmmm," she sighed and moaned. Christ, but he could
turn her on so! But then, she grinned to herself, just about any
man could. She was always so hot for fucking. She'd had so many
lovers this first year of college, all in an effort to try and
forget her one true need, but it had been to no avail. Her mind
brought up the image of her father, just as it did everytime she
began to make love to another man. Her father was the one man she
wanted more than any other, but could never have. She had lusted
after him since the first awakenings of her sexuality, but had
never done anything but yearn for him, wanting to feel his arms
around her as a lover rather than a parent, wanting to feel his
daddy-cock cramming her pussy full again and again. A lustful
shiver rippled through her entire body at the thought of her
father wildly fucking her.
"You like that?" Alan asked, feeling her erotic trembling as
he slowly finger-fucked her juicing twat, thinking he was the
total reason for her passionate responses.
"Oh, yesss," she hissed lightly, looking at him with shining
eyes. She knew she would enjoy making love to Alan, just as she
had with all the other men in her life. But she also knew that it
would never be a complete fulfillment with that image of her
father always in the back of her mind. Oh, Daddy! she cried, I
need you so!
She shifted on the narrow dorm bed, pulling her legs wider
and guiding Alan's free hand to the front of her jeans. "Do me,
baby!" she cooed, squirming on the mattress, thrusting her burning
groin toward him.
Alan hurriedly lowered the zipper of her pants and slid his
hand into the soft curls of her twat, already damp from her
juices. With his other hand he continued to finger-fuck steadily
in and out of her hot cunt hole from the back. Slipping down
farther in front, he used the tip of one finger to tease apart the
flushed folds of her pussy lips at the top of her crack, bringing
her clit up to throbbing arousal.
Gwen started pumping her rolling hips back and forth in time
with his long finger-fucking. "Oh, shit! That's it! Yeah!!" she
cried. She reached up for his face and pulled it down to hers for
a long, wet kiss, their mouths sucking and sighing around one
another. "Fuck me, darling, fuck me!" she whispered fiercely into
his wet mouth, curling his shaggy dark hair around her fingers as
she held his face to hers a moment longer.
"Then let's get naked and get to it, gorgeous!" he laughed,
pulling his hands from the tight confines of her jeans. On a
sudden impulse Gwen grabbed for the hand he'd been gently frigging
her cunt with, then held it up to her face. His middle finger was
wet and gleaming with the oily juices of her turned-on pussy.
Never taking her eyes off his face, she slowly licked his finger
clean, savoring the taste of her own tangy sex fluids, while
watching the arousal in his face grow.
"Oh, man ..." Alan whispered in awe as he watched her make
such an erotic move. He had never seen any woman do such a thing
before and it was an incredible turn-on. And her big blue eyes
looking at him almost as hungrily as she licked and sucked his
finger got his cock throbbing in eager anticipation in his own
tight jeans.
When she had completely licked his finger clean of her twat
juice, Gwen giggled and darted forward to lightly kiss his lips,
giving him a slight taste of her tangy young cunt. Alan knew he'd
have to get to the real thing soon or burst!
"Lay back, Gwen, you've got me hungry now!" he growled,
sliding off the bed to sit on the floor between her legs. Gwen
quickly leaned back on the bed with her legs over the side, then
raised her legs and hips so Alan could slide her tight slacks down
her slender thighs and off her feet. She settled back with her
naked rump on the edge of the mattress, the low dorm bed leaving
her hot young twat only inches from his face.
"Goddamnit, baby-doll," Alan sighed in pleasure at the sight.
"You've got to have the tastiest-looking cunt in the whole world!"
Gwen's blonde-furred muff framed the pouting pink lips of a
pussy just made for eating. Her slightly swelling cunt mound was
split with juicy pussy lips, and her erect clit stuck out from the
top of the split, a small nubbin of pleasure almost visibly
throbbing in her arousal. Alan brought his face forward and
pressed his watering mouth to her down-rimmed, warmly scented
pussy lips.
"Oh, God, ALLLLLAAANNNNN!" the young girl cried and squirmed
as she felt his hot, probing tongue tracing a liquid path through
her throbbing cunt slit. In all of her nineteen years she had
never met anyone who could eat pussy like Alan. She was almost
purring like a cat in heat as he let his rough tongue slash over
her sensitive clit, sending little shocks of electric pleasure
shooting through her entire body. She ground her hips into his
face in uncontrollable abandon, tossing her head back and forth on
the pillows as she let the pleasure he was giving her grow more
and more.
But Alan was just too hot and horny himself to eat her out
for very long this time, as much as he loved the taste of her
cunt. He had to relieve the growing pleasure in his balls soon or
he'd explode inside. Licking and kissing her warm moist twat for
a few last moments, he dug his tongue in to scoop out a few pearly
drops of her juice, then moved slowly back up her stomach, letting
his tongue trace a wet path over her naked flesh. Gwen shivered
happily as the hot wetness of his saliva mixed with her own thick
creams cooled quickly on her sensitive skin.
Alan rose higher, bringing his mouth down on her breasts,
making the slick fabric of her blouse stick to her aroused nipples
as he sucked at the twin points through her clothing. Going still
higher he brought his lips back to hers, kissing her passionately,
their tongues wrapping around each other. His large hands grabbed
at her heaving breasts, squeezing the firm but yielding flesh
through her blouse. But he wanted her naked.
"Take everything off!" he gasped urgently as he rolled to her
side and began to tear at his own restrictive clothing. Gwen
quickly unbuttoned her blouse, trembling slightly at the erotic
feeling when she pulled it off and the wet fabric clinging tightly
to her nipples pulled on them gently before coming free. Alan's
eyes roved hungrily over her luscious young breasts as he fumbled
with his own clothing. Her tits were firm and round, not too
large or too small, "just a mouthful and a half," as he had told
her once. Each was tipped with a fat, bright-pink nipple,
sticking up hard and long in her frenzied arousal now.
Gwen smiled and licked her lips as she watched him finally
strip off his shorts, and his powerful young cock sprang out,
thick and meaty and eager for her pussy. She had come to know that
powerful tool well over the past few months. Although it would
probably be average in length when compared to the other men she'd
known, it had a thick heaviness to it that always made her tremble
in anticipation of feeling it shoving open her pussy hole. A
shiver of anticipation started in her juicing cunt and brought
goosebumps up on her entire body. Alan quickly moved back over
her, his thick, bloated prick pressed down into the softly
yielding naked belly as he lowered his body to hers.
"Alan, Alan, Alan ..." she sighed over and over, grabbing his
head and mashing her mouth hungrily onto his. Their tongues
lashed and twisted together in imitation of the action of their
mashing groins. Alan shifted his hips down so that his fat cock
slipped up between the flushed lips of her pussy, and he began to
rock back and forth over her, sliding the hot length of his hard
meat in between the lips of her slit.
Gwen started writhing in passionate hunger at these teasing
cock-strokes. Alan shifted again, moving lower and slipping his
cock onto her warm thigh, then slid his right hand down to her
upthrusting cunt mound, shoving his long middle finger once more
deep into her hotly sucking twat hole.
He grinned at the low moans of pleasure that erupted from
Gwen's throat as he caressed her already hotly wet pussy with his
sensitive fingers. She was completely ready for him, juicy and
pliant. He had known her for months, and had found that this was
one woman who was ready for fucking every hour of the day or
night.
He began to whip his digit in and out more quickly, then
suddenly added a second finger, cramming into her hot hole. "OH,
Yeah! Ohhh!" the excited girl cooed with delight as he finger-
fucked her hungry vagina. The lewd squashing sounds of his
fingers pistoning in and out of her wetly clutching twat built her
desires higher and higher. His fingers felt wonderful, digging
deep into her twat, almost seeking to literally scratch the
burning itch of lust she felt there. But she wanted more, and
what she needed was throbbing hotly against her thigh, inches from
that itch. She had to feel his hard and burning cock shoving deep
inside her belly, yearned to feel its bloated, hard length fucking
in and out, ramming home in her eagerly juicing snatch.
"Oh, please, do me, Alan!" she moaned and squirmed, thrusting
her hips upward toward him. "Fuck me! I want you in me now!"
Alan grinned down at her, her beautiful young face contorted
in her lustful moans. The sound of people walking by in the dorm
hallway just beyond the closed door added excitement as he poised
himself over her desire-filled flesh. Having only been on the
faculty of Lindale College a short time, he loved to fuck girls in
their dorm rooms, where the chances of someone coming in on them
only served to heighten the sexual excitement of the moment for
him.
He felt as if he were going to come the instant she wrapped
her fingers around his throbbing cock shaft, impatiently pulling
on his hard meat, trying to guide the fat swollen head in to split
apart the pink mouth of her hot young cunt. His balls shot up
tight under his shaft, their load churning at her touch.
"Fuck me, Alan! Fuck me, fuck me!!" she kept moaning as she
pulled on his cock, hungry for the feel of his thick meat shaft
inside her twat.
A sigh of pure animal pleasure burst from her pouty lips as
Alan pressed forward, nudging the red mushroom cap of his prick
into the soft heat of her wildly pulsing pussy. She tensed and
quivered in delicious anticipation as she felt his penetration
begin. Her breath was coming in short gasps as she wiggled her
hips up and around to try and impale herself on his cock. But
Alan moved with her, teasing her hot pulsing hole with only the
fat tip of his dick nestled in the lips of her ultra-moist cunt.
"Oh, Alllaannnn!! Don't tease!!" she cried in frustration,
grabbing his muscular buttocks and trying to pull him into her
burning twat. "Shove it in! I need you so bad!!"
Alan had teased as long as he could, the pressure building up
in his own loins begging him for release as much as Gwen was.
With one long smooth stroke he shoved his thick shaft far up
inside Gwen's moist, clutching cunt until he was into her balls-
deep. Her warm twat closed in tightly around his lustful prick,
and he groaned with pleasure at the feel of her.
"Shit! You always feel like a virgin, baby - hot and damn
tight!" Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead as he burrowed
deeper into her hot and slippery hole. Alan ground his hips
forcefully into her twat, feeling his cum-bloated balls mash into
her widespread ass-cheeks, as he lowered his head to hungrily
nibble at first one taut little nipple and then the other. Gwen
squirmed in almost uncontrollable pleasure as he reamed out her
hot pussy again and again with his fat cock, sending more subtle
shivers of pleasure through her with his sucking mouth.
"More! Oh, harder!! God, yesss!" Gwen was almost screaming
now, pressing her entire naked young body up to the hard-fucking
man on top of her, thrusting her fur-rimmed pussy hungrily upward
to engulf as much of his hard-driving cock as she could.
Alan felt himself losing control of his actions, his long,
even fucking strokes becoming more and more urgent and brutal as
he neared his climax. His wild, deeply penetrating thrusts
brought moan after moan of lewd pleasure from Gwen's lips. She
shifted her long legs and wrapped them around his nakedly pumping
buttocks, pulling him into her with each move. Her fingernails
dug into his shoulders, leaving long red furrows as she clawed at
him like an animal in heat.
"Oh!! AaaahhhggggHHHHHHHHHH!! More!!" she panted, tossing
her head from side to side, her mouth wide-open. "Fuck me,
darling ... fuck me forever!"
"I wish I could!" Alan grunted back, lost in the hot pleasure
of her giving female body. "Oh, ugh! Yeah, so fucking
goooodddd!" he sighed.
Gwen felt him speed up the tempo of his thrusts, cramming his
thick, incredibly hard prick with more and more energy into her
juicy hole, grinding her pert buttocks into the hard mattress
beneath her.
Her greedy little cunt couldn't get enough of him, riding up
and down on his pulsing dick, grasping and sucking on the meat
shaft. Alan knew of no woman who gave herself over so totally to
fucking, to the complete sensual fulfillment of unrestrained
screwing.
"AAIIIEEE!" A guttural, gurgling scream escaped from her
throat as a new tremor of sensual pleasure raked over her lusty
bod. She knew it would only be a few minutes before the big one
came, and she humped at his cock harder, eager for that supreme
moment of orgasmic pleasure.
This sudden increase in her frenzied fucking moves sent new
spasms of joy up Alan's hot cock as her cunt clutched and twisted
around him, and he felt his own driving need for release coming
nearer as the hot jizz in his balls churned and frothed, ready to
blast forth into her hot pussy.
Gwen was crying out with uncontrollable passion now under the
constant assault of his heavy prick pistoning in and out of her
clutching twat. The lewd sound and feel of his hairy nuts
slapping and bruising her upturned asscheeks was driving her
wilder and wilder. She could even feel the wiry hairs of his
balls tickling at the puckered ring of her asshole, a sensation
she knew could always send her into a frenzied climax.
"Yes, yessssss," she hissed through clenched teeth, "So
goooodddd!!"
"Damn, you've got the ... tightest ... hottest little pussy
in ... the whole friggin' world, baby!" Alan moaned back between
gasps for air, feeling her thigh muscles suddenly tighten up
around his hips as she lunged upward to literally impale herself
on every hard-driving thrust he made into her steamy snatch. He
felt the wet warmth of her quivering twat hole as it slid back and
forth over his rock-hard prick, her talented cunt muscles nibbling
along the heavy shaft.
Suddenly her tightly clasping vaginal passage started to
swell and grow slicker around his cock, the spasming lining
gripping him so tightly he had to fight not to blow his load right
then. The beautiful blonde was only seconds away from paying off
to her fuck-frenzy, to the pussy-splitting power of his ramming
tool.
"AAAAAAGGGHHHH!! OH, Daddy!!!! Gwen screamed, "I ... I'm
comminnnGGGG!!!" And as happened every time before, Gwen's mind
locked on the image of her father's face as she hit her orgasm.
In her mind and thus to her body, the heavy cock buried in her
cunt and giving her such mind-blowing pleasure was his. She
jerked her hips upward so violently that she almost threw the
unbalanced Alan off the bed. Gurgles and moans escaped from her
throat as she tossed about wildly, locking her legs like a vise
behind his ass, forcing his cock as deep as possible into her
spasming pussy with a strength born of pure sexual need that Alan
was powerless to fight, even if he had wanted to.
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" she cried over and over, tears of
pleasure running down her soft cheeks from beneath tightly shut
eyelids. Alan thought it was just a nickname she had made up for
him since the first time they'd fucked, and thought nothing of it.
But to Gwen her intense pleasure was now all due to her father.
The wild frantic sensations of her orgasm were enough to push
Alan over the brink as well, and Gwen felt his wildly throbbing
cock suddenly jerk and spasm in her cunt as he spurted gob after
steaming gob of his white cum deep into her twat. His semen-
bloated testicles exploded, sending their entire hot load
geysering into her eager muff.
"Jesus-God!!" he shouted as he came, the sweat now pouring
off his body just as his rich, thick seed poured into her pussy.
"Oh! So good! Gwen!! So damn GOOD!!"
"Baby, yesss! Fill me with your hot jizz! Oh, Daddy!" Gwen
squealed as she felt his cock spasming deep within her. Their wet
bodies locked together at the groin, their flesh almost fused into
one as they pushed and strained at one another in the throes of
their orgasms. Then, finally, slowly, Gwen's thighs relaxed their
viselike grip just as she felt his digit slowly soften. Alan fell
down full on her body, his arms tight around her shoulders as they
both gasped for breath. For only a few minutes, but what seemed
like hours, they both lay in sweat-soaked exhaustion, their bodies
tightly glued together, his cock still deep in her creaming cunt.
For Gwen this was always the time to come down not only from
the height of her climax, but to return to the reality of her
partner. The images of her father slowly faded, and she opened
her eyes to see Alan's grinning, sweaty face gazing down at her.
She smiled back, then raised her head slightly and gently
kissed both his eyes. She liked Alan tremendously, and he was one
of the best fucks she had yet come across, but she knew sadly that
that would be as far as it could go. She had fallen in love with
her father, just as a thousand other little girls always fell in
love with their fathers. But in her case, that little-girl crush
had never gone away, but had instead raged into a passionate,
hungry yearning as she grew older.
She had tried to throw it off when she went off to college.
Still a virgin out of high school, she had thrown herself wildly
into the hedonistic freedom of the campus. Alan had been at the
registration table her first day away from home, and it hadn't
taken much persuasion on his part to get her into bed with him.
What followed was an incredible weekend of sex where she had
learned just how deeply her sensual feelings ran. But that first
time, and every time since, she could not escape one fact. Every
man she made love to, tall or short, light or dark, always became
her father at the crucial instant of climax.
She wrapped her arms around Alan's heaving shoulders and
pulled his head down to the pillow beside her. Looking up at the
ceiling, relaxing under the comfortable weight of his warm body on
hers, Gwen knew there was only one way for her to rid herself of
this fixation. She would be going home for a vacation in a month.
One way or another, she vowed to either remove her lust for her
father forever from her mind, or fulfill it completely in his
arms.
Chapter 2
During the ten-minute ride from the airport to her home,
Gwen's thoughts were once more a confused jumble of promises and
guilt about what she hoped to accomplish. During the month that
had elapsed since she'd made her vow she'd buried herself in her
classwork, swearing off sexual contact.
Alan had been immediately pissed off at her. She had laughed
when he told her, "A girl like you can't stop cold turkey, Gwen.
I've never met anyone who was always so horny. You'll go nuts in
two days if you don't get fucked!" But she had kept her promise
to herself, much to his chagrin. She had to admit that he was
very nice about it, not pressuring her once he knew she had really
made up her mind. Even in classwork he continued to grade her
work fairly. He'd not given her any breaks in her work when they
had been fucking, or did he take it out that way when they
stopped. She had noticed more than a few glances between him and
a red-headed beauty in the back row, though, so she figured he'd
found a new one for the bedroom.
Now she squirmed slightly in the backseat of the cab, her
jeans riding up her crotch and rubbing along her pussy lips.
She'd taken to wearing panties now to prevent the constant
arousal, but found that short of having them made of iron there
was no way to cut off the stimulation totally. And Alan had been
partially right in his remarks on her nature. She had begun to
feel very strange after only two days of no sex. Frenzied
masturbation each night and several times a day when she could
find a private place had only given temporary relief from the
aching itch in her snatch. Her own fingers or the occasional
hairbrush handle was no replacement for a hard cock attached to a
real man. Before she'd gone off to college she had masturbated
almost as frequently to great satisfaction. But after months of
being reamed, creamed, banged and humped by dozens of men, she
could no longer get the same results on her own.
The original idea of swearing off was as a first step in her
resolve to either make it with her father or stop her incestuous
lust forever, but now she was so hot she felt like raping the
cabdriver. She stared at the back of his head as her mind
suddenly filled with the vision of this chubby, cigar-puffing
stranger humping her in the backseat of his cab, stopped in the
middle of the highway. She gave a little giggling burst of
laughter at both that image and the way her lust-crazed mind was
working, then forced her thoughts back home.
It had been eight months since she had last seen anyone,
having given them an excuse for not coming home at Christmas
vacation. She had hoped that being away would make her feelings
about her father diminish, but, if anything, they had simply grown
stronger, fueled by her own active imagination more than they had
been when she was home.
"Miss? Are you okay?"
"Huh? What?" Gwen shook her head, realizing with a start
that she'd been staring off into space.
"This is the address you gave me," the driver said, looking
over the front-seat of the cab at her through a cloud of cigar
smoke and gesturing out the window.
"Gwen? Hey, Sis!!" a shout suddenly rang out from the
opposite side of the cab, and Gwen hurriedly climbed out to stare
in amazement at the tall young man hurrying toward her from the
front of the house.
"Why didn't you call to tell us you were coming in? I
could've picked you up at the airport!" her brother called out as
he hurried up to her. He grabbed her in his arms and spun her
about, picking her up easily with his six-foot-three-inch frame.
"Bill?" Gwen laughed, hugging him back, still staring at him
with surprise. "Is that really you?"
Bill let her down and laughed back again. "Well, I know it's
been a couple of months, but I couldn't have changed that much.
You still look the same, though - pretty as ever."
He turned to the cabdriver, who was leaning out of his window
and clearing his throat loudly to try and get some attention.
While he paid the fare, then reached in the backseat to pull out
Gwen's two suitcases, she stepped back a pace to study him.
The last time she'd seen him was eight months before at the
airport, when she'd flown off to Lindale College. He was still
only seventeen then, although close to his eighteenth birthday,
and nothing at all like the handsome, confident young man she saw
before her now.
Gwen remembered him as always having walked slightly stooped
over, a bit self-conscious about being so tall. And that self-
consciousness hadn't been helped by a bad case of teenage acne.
Gwen had been lucky enough to have missed that particular teenage
curse herself, and even what Bill had was not the terrible
scarring kind, but it had caused him to keep his head down a lot
rather than facing people when talking, making his stoop even more
pronounced.
As he backed out of the cab with her bags and kicked the door
shut, Gwen watched him pull himself up proudly to his full height,
and saw that not only was his face totally cleared up, but
something else was missing.
"Your glasses!" she shouted around a smile, pointing at his
face as if in accusation. "I knew there was something different!
How can you get around without walking into the trees?"
Bill had worn glasses since he was in the third grade, and
had always kept the same kind - large, bulky, dark horn-rims with
heavy lenses - even when styles had changed to smoother lines.
But now nothing sat across his nose to block the clear blue of his
eyes.
"Mom and Dad got me contact lenses for my last birthday," he
grinned, tilting his head upward as though posing, nose in the
air. "Whatcha think? Movie-idol time, right?"
Gwen started to laugh, then suddenly stopped and really
looked at him, her mouth open in surprise. Bill held his pose for
a second, then glanced at her and frowned.
"Now what's the matter?"
"You ..." she mumbled, still a bit shocked by the image
before her, "you look almost exactly like Dad in those old high-
school pictures of him!"
It was true. Without the blemishes and the large glasses
hiding his face, Bill really was almost the mirror image of his
father in younger days. Gwen suddenly felt her pussy tremble
slightly, and felt a slight wetness creep down the inside of her
thigh.
Dear Lord, not my brother, too! she thought in shock. But
there was no way around it; she now found herself getting turned
on by her younger brother!
"Yeah, Mom told me I looked like him when I got rid of my
glasses." He grinned and punched her playfully on the shoulder,
and the sudden brotherly move shocked her out of her erotic mood.
"Come on, let's get inside," Bill said, grabbing her elbow with
one hand and her suitcases with the other. "I wanna see their
faces when you walk in!"
They hurried up the sidewalk, laughing and trading little
bits of news just like any brother and sister who'd been apart for
a while, but Gwen kept shooting glances at him when he wasn't
looking, and with each glance she got hotter and hotter.
"Hi, Mom," Gwen said quietly, trying not to laugh as she
walked into the kitchen, her brother hanging over her shoulder to
watch the reaction.
"Gwen! Honey, is that really you?!" Her mother had been
bent over looking into a storage closet when they walked in, and
she straightened up and hurried to gather Gwen in her arms,
squeezing her tightly and kissing her cheek. They pulled back
from each other and Gwen saw tears starting to well up in her
mother's dark-green eyes.
"Oh, baby, it's so good to see you again! We've missed
having you around here for so long - why didn't you call us to let
us know you were coming!" Carol pretended to scold her, but
couldn't keep the warmth and motherly concern from her voice.
Carol Bristol stood an inch taller than her young daughter,
but even at almost twice Gwen's age she'd maintained a truly
outrageous figure. With her measurements stretching the tape at
an impressively curvy 41-24-36, her husband called her his own
bunny of the year. Although Gwen was proud of her own build, she
had always hoped she might inherit her mother's figure more
completely.
Gwen smiled and tried to keep the sudden tears of happiness
from welling up in her own eyes at the reunion. "I wasn't sure
when I'd get in, or even if I could, so I didn't want to get your
hopes up for nothing."
"How long are you going to be home, honey?" she asked,
brushing a stray strand of golden hair from her face.
"All week, Mom!" Bill jumped in happily.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Gwen inquired.
Carol looked back up to see the worry in her daughter's
pretty face. "Oh, it's nothing really too troublesome, honey.
It's just, well, I don't know where you're going to sleep."
"What?" she gasped, half-laughing. "Don't tell me I've been
gone so long that you rented out my room?"
"Worse than that," Bill grinned, slipping past them to
rummage in the refrigerator. "They made it into a sewing room."
Carol grabbed her daughter's hands in her own. "Now Gwen,
don't get upset. It was so long since you'd been home, we figured
that if you came back for a while we could rearrange things to
give you a place to stay. We didn't change it into the sewing
room until we found you weren't coming home for Christmas. If
we'd known you were coming now ..."
"That's okay, Mom. It's not that big of a deal! And I wrote
and told you why I couldn't come home for Christmas." Gwen nodded
thanks to her brother as he tossed her a can of cola from the
fridge and dropped his tall frame onto a counter stool. For a
second she was again struck by his uncanny resemblance to their
father.
"It was a good chance for me to get some extra credit in my
biology lab by helping the professor over the holidays. I knew
I'd probably be able to get home for this Spring vacation week."
What she hadn't written to tell them was the work she did to
get that extra credit had involved flying to the coast for the
month's vacation with her professor for some private biology
lessons at a lakeside cottage.
The first semester of college she'd done everything she could
to shake the overwhelming presence of her father in her mind, but
had been unable to, even after a succession of almost a dozen
horny young lovers. A psychology-class lecture had given her the
idea that it might be some kind of fixation with the image of an
older man, so she had half-seduced, half-allowed herself to be
seduced by her biology professor. But, even though for a man in
his mid-forties he had been able to keep up with the hot young
girl stroke for stroke the entire month, it had done no good. She
realized then that it was only her father whom she yearned for,
and no surrogate lover could take his place in her mind or her
body.
"So anyway," her mother was saying, "your old room is pretty
much crammed full now with boxes and old furniture and everything
else that was in the way around the house. We moved your bed into
Bill's room, and he's been using it as extra space to spread out
his schoolwork and books."
Although she heard everything her mother had said, Gwen's
mind locked only on the statement that her bed was now in her
brother's room, and she suddenly felt weak in the knees. She
coughed to clear her throat.
"Well, it's no problem then," she said, happy to hear she was
able to keep the nervous quaver out of her voice. "I didn't come
home to lock myself in a room all by myself. All I need is a
place to sleep at night - you don't mind sharing your room with me
at night, do you, Billy?" she asked.
Bill looked up at his sister, ready to give a flippant reply,
although he really didn't care one way or the other, and then
their eyes locked. Bill was stunned at what he thought he saw
smoldering in his sister's eyes, and for the first time since
she'd gotten home he really looked at her.
With Gwen dressed in a college t-shirt that fit boldly around
her swelling breasts, Bill realized she wore no bra under it, her
nipples lightly outlined in the dark material. Tight-fitting
jeans molded to the curves of her hips and long, shapely legs,
ending in dark, soft-leather boots with high heels. But his eyes
kept flashing back up to her own bright blue ones, and the
unmistakable message of sensuality there.
"I ... uh ... no problem ..." he finally managed to croak
out, then turned away from them and swallowed half his soda in one
bolt to try and moisten his dry throat. Jesus, what am I thinking
of! he thought wildly. My luck with girls has finally changed
this last year of school now that I've gotten rid of that damn
acne. What the hell am I getting excited about my own sister for,
for crying out loud!
Gwen had seen the confusion in Bill's face, and then,
watching his gaze suddenly shooting up and down her body, followed
by his quickly turning away, told her all she needed to know. She
grinned to herself - My little brother is horny, too! And Lord,
does he ever look like our father!
Her father! Gwen suddenly turned back to her mother.
"Guess that's settled then. But where's Daddy? I thought
he'd be home from work by now."
"He is, honey. He's working in the backyard." Carol walked
over to the kitchen window and shouted out to the backyard. "Ken,
honey? Can you come inside for a minute?"
She turned back and grinned at Gwen. "Here he comes - he's
really going to be surprised to see you, honey. I think he's
missed you more than anyone. You know how fathers are when their
little girls go away!"
Gwen's heart skipped a beat at the news. She knew she was
probably clutching at whatever straws she could get, but after the
positive reaction from her brother, she was more firm than ever in
her resolve to make it in the sack with her father.
She heard steps moving up onto the back porch, and then the
kitchen door swung open and her father strolled in, wiping his
hands on his jeans.
"Okay, what's the ... Gwen?" He stopped and a wide smile
split his handsome face. "Gwen, baby?"
Gwen could barely contain herself at his appearance. He had
obviously been working in the backyard for some time, as he wore
an old faded pair of blue jeans and work boots. He wore no shirt,
and his hairy and muscular torso gleamed with sweat, deeply tanned
by the sun. She glanced back and forth from father to son and it
was like seeing twins with twenty years between them! Her father
was still ruggedly handsome at 42 years old and, except for some
slight thinning back on his forehead, still had a full head of
sandy hair, while flashing the same deep-blue eyes he shared with
both his children.
"Daddy! Oh, Daddy!" she suddenly cried and rushed across the
short space to throw her arms around him, pressing her face to his
sweaty chest. The musky, manly smell of his body filled her
nostrils like perfume, and she knew there would never be anything
about her father that she didn't like. She encircled his waist
with her arms, squeezing tightly, holding on almost more to keep
herself upright as her knees were shaking slightly, being so close
to him. Being away for eight months had affected her feelings for
him alright - whereas before she had been an infatuated little
virgin, she was now a sexually experienced young lady who was more
in love than ever with the thought of having her father make love
to her.
Ken reached down and stroked his daughter's golden hair, his
eyes watering just as his wife's had at first sight of their long-
absent daughter.
He hooked a thumb under her chin and pulled her head up to
face him, then kissed her gently on the forehead. "I've missed
you, baby-doll," he grinned, squeezing her shoulders in his large
hands.
"Oh, and I've missed you, too, Daddy," Gwen said, hugging him
tightly. "I've missed you all," she added, turning to smile back
at her mother and brother. "But now we've got a whole week to
catch up on things."
The rest of the afternoon and evening were spent in loud
conversation that often broke down into bursts of uncontrollable
laughter as the family gathered around the dinner table to talk
about things that had happened both at home and with Gwen at
school in the long months since they'd last seen one another.
Gwen found herself at ease the whole time, so much to talk
about that she was able to put aside her thoughts of seduction and
just relax in the warm glow of her family's presence again.
But finally her father rose from the table and stretched, his
body cracking slightly as he bent backward. "Ahhh, all this
sitting and talking has worn me out more than working all day. I
hate to retire so early, but I'm afraid you'll have to carry me to
bed if I stay up any longer. You coming, Carol?"
"Yes," she replied, also rising from the table and starting
to gather up the empty glasses they collected throughout the
evening. "I'll be up in a minute."
"Great to have you home again, baby," Ken said as he leaned
over Gwen's chair, again resting his hands on her shoulders. As
he bent down to kiss her cheek goodnight, Gwen suddenly moved her
head slightly and their lips met. Ken simply thought of it as a
fatherly kiss, but to Gwen it was like an electric shock had shot
up her spine as their lips brushed briefly.
"Goodnight, Daddy," she sighed as he moved back.
"'Night, baby, you sleep well. You, too, junior!" he grinned
and tousled Bill's hair as he walked by his son's chair.
After their mother had also said goodnight, both brother and
sister stayed up a few more hours, now talking over old secrets
they remembered sharing when growing up, and Bill revealed a
growing confidence with girls. Gwen had never seen him going out
on a date the whole time she was living at home. But with the
changes in his physical appearance had come a new confidence in
himself that girls seemed to notice, and he had been making up for
lost time.
Eventually both Gwen and Bill started to feel tired, and
glancing at the old mantle clock Gwen was surprised to see it was
only eleven.
"Been a busy day, so much happening that it seems to have
lasted longer," Bill observed as they rose and headed up the
stairs. "I feel worn-out."
When they entered his bedroom there was an awkward moment of
silence as both of them contemplated the two beds, sitting only
three feet away from each other at one side of the room.
"Uh," Bill cleared his throat, then went to the closet and
pulled out a bathrobe, "I'll take my shower first, then you can
have the bathroom after I'm finished."
"How come you always get to use the bathroom first?" she
laughed, pulling off her boots and pretending to throw one at him.
"Some things never change."
Bill grinned from around the door to the small bathroom he
had to himself. His eyes once again ran over his sister's lush
body, and he said quietly, "I don't know. I think some things
change a lot."
Gwen lay back on the bed and listened as he started running
the shower, then after a moment heard the door of the shower open
and shut and the splash of water as he began to wash up.
All the repressed sexuality of her self-imposed celibacy
suddenly burst on her as she realized that there was a virile
young man totally nude in the room right next to her.
"To hell with subtlety!" she laughed aloud to herself.
Pulling open one of her suitcases, she rummaged through the
contents and pulled out a short terry-cloth robe. Quickly
stripping off her clothing, she tied the short robe loosely around
her waist. The hem came to a halt well up her shapely thighs, and
by belting it loose and pulling back the shoulders, gave it a
plunging open front, revealing the curve of her deep cleavage.
Pulling a brush out of her smaller bag, she used the inside
of the darkened window as a mirror and brushed her flowing blonde
hair into a shimmering mass of waves about her beautiful face.
Just then she heard the water stop and the shower door clang
open. She sat on the edge of her bed and crossed her legs, facing
the bathroom door. After a moment her brother walked into the
room, a towel wrapped around his waist while he scrubbed at his
wet hair with another.
"Okay, Sis, your turn. I think you've got about two minutes
of hot water left in -" He suddenly stopped short, his mouth open
wide as he saw her reclining on the bed. She took a deep breath
and his eyes flitted back and forth from the half-hidden mounds of
her swelling breasts to the display of her long slender legs. He
thought he could catch a glimpse of a soft golden pelt between her
thighs under the robe, but was too embarrassed to stare, and
quickly turned his side to her as though moving toward the bureau.
"I don't think I'm going to take a shower tonight," Gwen
sighed seductively, rising and walking to stand behind her
brother. She reached up as she passed him and lightly ran her
fingertips down his naked spine, then quickly darted into the
bathroom and slammed the door. "Be out in a minute," she called.
Bill turned and stared at the closed bathroom door, his mind
going in a hundred directions at once, but his cock moving in only
one - up, long and hard. The towel around his waist began to tent
out over his groin, and he looked down as if it were caused by
something other than his own body.
Jesus! he thought. What the hell is going on? I've never
seen a girl who looked like that - but she's my sister! What the
hell am I thinking of?
He angrily whipped the towel from around his waist and stared
at his throbbing erection, as if willing it to go down. But the
huge inflamed cock still stuck out proud and strong, eight inches
of hard male meat.
Bill quickly crawled into his bed, pulling the sheets up
tightly around his neck. He could still feel the path her
fingertips had trailed on his back. He was damned if that was a
sisterly touch. But what else could it have been? Confused and
upset with the strange situation, the teenaged boy rolled over
onto his side, facing the window.
After a few minutes he heard the bathroom door open, then
rolled back over as his sister walked in. He sucked in a sudden
breath at the sight, for if anything Gwen now had her robe almost
completely undone. Not knowing where to look, he stared at the
bathroom door.
"I thought you said you weren't going to use the bathroom,"
he tried to joke.
"I only said I wasn't going to take a shower, silly," Gwen
smiled, leaning over to pull down the sheets on her bed. The
motion made her robe ride up the back of her firm thighs and Bill
was treated to a view of the delectable bottoms of her firm
buttocks only two feet from his face.
"What-" he croaked, coughed, and tried again. "What else is
there to do in a bathroom?"
"Well, you've got a dirty little mind!" she giggled, turning
to face him with hands on hips. "I was doing woman-things that
you have no business sticking your nose into ..."
Then she leaned forward slightly, looking down into his eyes
and added, very softly, "... although that might be kind of fun."
Bill's cock gave a lurch at the blatant invitation in her
eyes, but he swallowed hard yet again and rolled over with his
back to her. "Turn out the light when you're ready," he gasped.
"Okay," Gwen said, turning back to her bed and starting to
unbelt the robe. She knew she had him just where she wanted him.
She had seen the sudden fluttering of the sheets over his groin
just before he turned away. This was going to be even easier than
her biology professor had been!
"I've started sleeping in the nude since I went off to
college," she said in a casual tone. "Hope that doesn't bother
you."
Bill's eyes opened wide with surprise, and small beads of
sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked up toward the dark
window and watched as if in a mirror while his sister undid the
tie on her robe. "Uh, no ... no problem. I ... I sleep in the
raw, too. It's pretty hot at this end of the house in the
Spring."
"Yeah, I remember," she said. Knowing he was watching her in
the window, she let the belt fall to the floor, then with a slight
movement of her shoulders shrugged off the robe, suddenly
revealing her entire body. She had to suppress a sudden giggle
when she saw his whole form stiffen under the sheets and heard his
sharp gasp. Just the kind of reaction she always got from men!
Bill watched with wide eyes as Gwen proceeded to stretch her
arms high over her head, pulling her lush breasts up with the
motion so that they hung full and firm on her torso, the dark
nipples pointing toward the ceiling as well. His eyes darted all
over her exposed body as it was dimly reflected in the darkened
window, his cock continuing to throb and jerk uncontrollably at
the sight of his sister's bare body.
When she brought her hands down and lightly stroked her tits,
then pinched the nipples up hard with her eyes closed in ecstasy,
Bill thought he was going to blow his wad right there.
Gwen figured she had posed long enough without making it too
obvious that she knew he was watching. She leaned over to give him
a last shot at her pert ass as she turned off the lamp between
their beds, then slid under the sheets of her own bed.
Bill squirmed uncomfortably in his bed, tossing and turning,
his huge erection throbbing unmercifully, but also afraid to jerk
off for fear his sister would hear him. God! he thought, she's
incredible-looking! In his mind's eye he could still see her
beautiful body, the proud, rounded tits and long legs of this
gorgeous young woman, totally nude in a bed not three feet away
from him, and totally beyond his reach. It was his own sister, he
berated himself over and over. He had to stop thinking about her
this way - but still his cock throbbed its reminder.
Finally, after a fitful hour of shifting in his bed, Bill
drifted off into a troubled sleep, his youthful cock still holding
its painful erection. He was dreaming of women, all kinds of
women, begging him to fuck them, throwing themselves at his feet.
But everytime he reached for them, their faces would shift and
melt, then change into Gwen's.
He woke up suddenly, confused and disoriented. Something felt
strange. He moved one stiff leg slightly, then suddenly froze.
The pressure of warm soft flesh pressed along his thigh, and then
he became aware of that same feeling pressing all along the side
of his body. The room was pitch-black, but he could smell the
sweet perfume of her hair, and feel a few stray strands tickling
his face.
Am I still dreaming? he wondered in panic. He couldn't see a
thing, but he was now aware as well of her gentle breathing but
inches away. He gasped slightly at the full realization that his
sister was in bed with him, totally nude and virtually in his
arms. His cock, which had finally begun to droop as he slept,
leaped back to full, pulsing erection.
Gwen heard his low gasp. "Are you awake, Billy?" she asked
softly, raising one hand and gently touching his cheek.
"I didn't mean to wake you," she whispered. "I really feel
kind of silly, but I ... I had a nightmare, and ... well ... can I
hold on to you for a while? Just hug me and I'll feel okay. It's
not cold, but I feel cold." Gwen held her breath, waiting for his
reaction. She had gone as far as she could now, and if he
rejected her she would be crushed.
"Okay," he said, so softly that she almost missed it; then
she felt his arms come up and move around her back, pulling her
closer. Gwen wanted to cry out in triumph with her brother's arms
now holding her nude body. She wanted to dive immediately for his
cock, get her hands and her lips on his massive prick, but knew
she had to keep moving slowly, not wanting to ruin it at all just
at the last moment.
Bill's heart was beating a mile a minute as he held his naked
sister. She was trembling slightly, and smelled so sweet. Her
large breasts pressed against his chest, her head resting on the
pillow so close that he could feel her warm breath on his face.
He felt a shiver pass through him as she moved her legs and her
incredibly soft pubic hair grazed over his thigh.
She just wants comforting from me, he figured sternly to
himself, but his cock was stirring, and a heavy, surging pressure
was building in his balls.
Gwen kept making small, seemingly accidental brushes of her
cunt hairs over his muscular thighs, knowing that her creaming
pussy so close to his cock was an incredible turn-on. She kept
her stomach back so as not to touch his cock, still slowly letting
the seduction move along, not wanting to rush him. But she could
feel little drops of sweat breaking out on her brow as she held
back, her body shivering with sexual frustration.
Bill moved his hands slowly over her back and arms, feeling
her shiver. Maybe she really is cold, he thought. He tried to
hold his breath and think of other things, willing his cock to
shrink, but it did no good. There was no way to ignore the sweet,
female scent of her skin and hair, and as she snuggled in closer
to him, he felt a slight dampness on his legs where her muff
gently touched. He prayed she couldn't press in too close and feel
his heavy prick, find out he was aroused. Prayed she wouldn't,
but at the same time had to admit he hoped she might!
"Are ... are you feeling better now, Sis?" he whispered in a
voice that was more of a croak from his dry throat.
"Oh, yes," she sighed happily. "I feel nice and warm now."
She hugged in even closer to him, resting one hand lightly on his
stomach as if by accident while she moved to get more comfortable.
"In fact," she cooed, "I'm almost burning up!"
And then, throwing all caution to the wind, Gwen reached
straight for her brother's groin, wrapping her hand tightly around
his throbbing cock.
"Oh, God, it feels so big!" she moaned, pulling on his long
meat shaft. A gasp of pleasure burst from Bill's mouth as he felt
her expertly jerk and tug on his cock. His mind was filled with
nothing now but the thought of sex, his head with the smell and
feel of this luscious female in his arms. Sister or not, he had
to fuck her!
His trembling hands grasped at her breasts, soft and lush,
the nipples growing hard under his fingertips. But even as he
squeezed the hot flesh he knew she needed a stronger caress. Gwen
was rubbing her wet cunt against his thighs, her moist pubic hairs
scrubbing his skin.
"Feel me, too, Billy!" she moaned, humping at him eagerly
with her snatch. He slid his hand down to feel the soft bush of
her muff, and she spread her long legs for him, pushing her groin
upward. And then, Bill was fingering his sister's hot, wet pussy-
flesh for the first time, playing with the forbidden portals of
her cunt. Gwen moaned and pushed up against his stroking hand, and
he thrust two fingers straight into her dripping twat hole.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!!" she begged him, rolling her head from
side to side, riding his fucking fingers. "I'm so fucking hot I
can't stand it! Fuck me, Billy!!"
They were both so hot and turned-on that there was no need
for any foreplay. Bill's cock was close to exploding already,
while Gwen's cunt was drenched with her own juices, ready for his
first penetration. Bill lifted her upper leg and they rolled to
face each other, his fingers sinking into her flesh, pulling her
closer. Gwen tightened her grip on her brother's cock and guided
the stiff, pulsing pole of meat into her wet cunt. The fat crown
of his prick pried swiftly through her juicy twat lips and dug
deep into her clasping pussy.
"Yeah! Oh, yeah!" Bill sighed as his cock was enveloped in
his sister's hot snatch. He reached around her body and grabbed
her asscheeks, pulling her in tightly to him as he slid his prick
into her hot hole. In seconds he was urgently ramming his entire
eight inches of hard cock deeply in and out, and Gwen was writhing
in ecstasy as her brother reamed her itchy cunt again and again.
"Oh God, Billy! Billy! You're great!" Gwen mewled, raining
kisses on his face. "OH! AAHH! I love your cock! Oh, harder,
baby, HARDER!"
Bill shoved his hand down into the hairy wetness where their
wildly fucking bodies met. He pressed his fingers into the hot
squashing lips of her twat, digging in for her clit. He pinched
the hard little nubbin in his fingertips, and Gwen began to squirm
and pant with renewed vigor, and Bill could feel her velvety box
tighten around his near-to-bursting cock. He rammed it into her,
still digging and prodding with his fingers in a double assault on
her simmering cunt as her oily juices poured out around his shaft.
Gwen began to gasp and sigh, her mouth working noiselessly,
eyes wide, and then her cunt was spasming, gripping him like a
fist, clenching and unclenching around his cock as she climaxed
powerfully in his arms.
"My God! My GOD!!!" she cried, her arms tight around him,
biting his shoulder in pure ecstasy as she peaked in splendid
orgasm. "Oh, Billy! OHHH! Aaaaahhhhh! YESSSSS!!!"
Bill drove his prick harder and harder, hips whipping back
and forth, feeling his own suppressed climax building in his
churning balls. Just before he felt he was going to explode, he
pulled back his head and mashed his wide-open mouth down onto his
sister's panting mouth, sucking hungrily at her moist lips as he
came like a madman in her equally juicy cunt.
"Gwen!! Oh, yeah!! Commminnnnggggg!!" he panted into her
sucking mouth as he blasted into her twat, sending jet after
burning jet of his youthful male-milk deep into his sister's
still-pulsating pussy.
Humping and pumping his hips into hers, Bill finally came to
the end of his climax, his heart beating wildly. Brother and
sister lay sweating and gasping, entwined in one another's arms
and legs, Bill's cock still trapped in the syrupy sweetness of his
sister's snatch, still hard and ready for more.
"Oh, Billy..." she purred, moving against him, her still-
erect nipples digging into his sweaty chest. "That felt so good,
so incredible!" After so many weeks of using her finger, she had
almost forgotten how totally satisfying it could be to have a real
man's cock crammed fully into her body.
She wiggled her hips around a bit, feeling his cock still
stuffed up tight in her twat, stiff and quietly pulsing. She
grinned and squeezed her pussy around it, feeling the erotic
shivers shoot through her brother's body in response.
"God, Sis, I'd never even dreamed ..." Bill started to say,
but Gwen put her fingers lightly on his mouth, then moved them and
gently kissed his lips, just letting her tongue lightly flick out
and brush over them.
"I'll give you something to dream about for the rest of your
life, little brother," she beamed. "That was a great quickie, and
you'll never know how much I really needed it. But now I want to
make it, really make it with you - all night!"
"Oh, yeah!" he growled in reply. "I could live in your cunt,
Sis!"
Gwen rolled over onto her back, pulling Bill along with her,
keeping the exquisite connection of his cock still deeply
implanted in her pussy. Raising her knees she spread her limber
legs wide apart and Bill settled himself comfortably down beneath
her firm thighs, letting his weight press her body deep into the
mattress. They lay quietly together for a moment, lightly kissing
each other, letting their heavy breathing calm slightly before
starting up again.
Gwen was in pure heaven, finally having fucked her handsome
brother, and, with a sigh, realizing she had fucked him completely
without her thoughts moving to her father. But then, in a way,
she almost had her father in Bill. She rolled her ass under him,
reveling in the feel of his giant cock still hot in her cunt.
Bill now began to pick up the fucking motions again,
beginning to slowly slide his prick in and out of his sister's
juicy hole, moving like a hot knife through warm, slick butter in
her creamy slot.
"Oooooh, that's so damn good!" Gwen sighed, swiveling her
hips around to corkscrew up and down slowly and luxuriously on his
long shaft.
Bill moved up to his knees, keeping his cock slurping and
sliding in her humid box, and Gwen swung her long legs up onto his
shoulders to get him deeper into her. Bill felt like he could fuck
her fabulous body forever, loving the feel of her hot cunt, her
unbridled responses as her whole body paid off to him in climax.
In the darkened bedroom they could still not see each other beyond
shadows in the darkness, but the feel and smell of their fucking
bodies was all they needed. As his long prick reamed in and out
of her sweet twat, the squishing noises filled their ears, and
their combined sex sauces ran out of Gwen's slippery hole to soak
into the sheets beneath her ass.
"OOOOHHH!" she cried, humping her hips up to meet his
thrusts. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck fuck fuck - fuckfuckfuck!!"
Gwen was going crazy with lust as her brother screwed her harder
and harder once again. "I love it!"
"Uhh! MMMM!" Bill grunted and moaned as he slammed into her,
gyrating his hips at the end of each cock-burying stroke so that
the kinky hairs of his groin tickled her sensitive twat lips.
Gwen wiggled up into him in an answering circular motion, around
and around as he crammed in and out, his hot cock scraping and
reaming every inch of her creaming pussy hole.
"God, you have a gorgeous cunt!" he hissed between his teeth.
"Take it all, Sis! Grab my cock with your gorgeous cunt and suck
it dry!!"
"Shit, yessss," Gwen hissed back with gusto, moaning and
shaking her entire body beneath him. She could feel the heat of
her passion-flushed face, feel her heart pounding in her rib cage.
Her pussy was throbbing to the same beat, which only intensified
her desire for her brother. His fat cock plowing her cunt pushed
her closer and closer again to that ultimate sexual peak.
Gwen finally had achieved a part of her dream, and now she
wanted it all, babbling her desires in incoherent little grunts
and cries. The sweat was pouring off the both of them, mingling
at their groins, mixing with their sticky love juices from their
first orgasmic spasms.
The smell of pungent come creams was heavy in the dark room,
and it heightened the tremendous sensual pleasure of their
fucking. Gwen ground her hips up to her brother with more
pressure, begging for still more cock to be stuffed into her
hungry pussy. She wanted him to ream her out for as long as he
could keep it up, to fuck and fuck until she came again and again.
Bill kept stroking slowly and surely into his hot sister,
knowing he was driving her insane with pleasure and passion with
his slow, deliberate strokes. He didn't want to come too soon
this second time, but wanted to revel in the feel of her sucking
wet cunt, hot and tight around his pole, to hear her cries and
moans, his nose filled with the smell of pure sex.
His actions were taking their toll on Gwen as she jerked
about underneath him, always hungry for more. She wanted it all,
wanted it right now.
"God, Billy - Fuck ME!!" she sighed, grabbing his shoulders,
trying to force him down harder onto her sweating, voluptuous
body.
In the darkness, Gwen let one hand slide down his slick
chest, lightly tracing around one nipple, then slipping over his
heaving stomach and down to where their bodies mashed and banged
together in their incestuous fuck. She felt his sticky-wet cock
as it pulled back from her pussy. She explored it with her
fingers, feeling the slippery smoothness of the tightly stretched
skin, the sleekness and the heat of it. Her fingers quickly
became slick, coated with their combined fuck creams, and she
rubbed her hand along the length of his wet, fucking cock, her
fist forming into an extra tunnel of warm flesh that he sawed
through, into her twat.
Bill grunted with pleasure as she milked his prick with both
clasping hand and sucking twat, and sawed in and out of her
dripping pussy a little faster, more urgently.
Gwen let her hand dip down farther as he reamed her out, and
reached down between his thighs, caressing his fat nuts.
"Ohhh, yeah!!" Bill moaned through his teeth as his sister
began playing with his hairy sac, working the walnut-sized balls
between her fingers. She knew how to fuck like no woman he'd ever
met before!
Gwen loved playing with his testicles, feeling the little
convulsions that ran through them as she did. She knew they
contained the precious hot load that would once again be spilling
into her itching twat, putting out that itch, at least for a
while. She sighed and cried with her longing for that moment,
caressing his heavy, hairy balls, grabbing them now in her whole
hand, almost as though trying to shove his nuts into her cunt,
along with his cunt-expanding prick.
"Oh, Billy, you know how to fuck so gooooddddd!" she
whimpered. "You're the best I've ever had, the best, you fuck so
good!" Gwen was lost in her own voice now, saying all the things
that raced through her passion-blazing mind. "Your cock feels so
hot and hard, so strong! I love your cock - my hot pussy loves
your cock, Billy baby! Oh, God!! Keep fucking me with your
beautiful cock - make me come again!"
Bill was thrilled at the sense of power he felt from her
words, his own sister worshipping his cock as he fucked her wildly
in his bed.
Gwen could feel the muscles in her thighs starting to quiver,
and the small hairs on the nape of her neck were standing on end,
as pin-pricks of pleasure started erupting all over her body. She
was almost at her orgasm for the second time, pushed there by her
own brother's steel-hard cock.
"Fuck me!!" she muttered over and over, gritting her teeth
and slamming her hips up hard, impaling her juicy twat on his long
cock. "I've got to come again! Oh, shit, make me come, Billy!"
"That's it ... come for me, Sis," he grunted as he thrust his
hard prick deep into her body again, sending waves of pleasure
rippling down both their spines like electricity. He was holding
her down on the bed by her twisting shoulders as she squirmed and
kicked under him, striving to reach up and plaster her lush tits
to his chest, flatten them out as she crushed her body into his
and paid off to his massive cock with her climax once again.
Her creams were pouring out of her hot pussy now, making his
dork ride on a slick wave of juice as he pulled out and pushed in
again and again, in and out, reaming out his sister's twat with
almost maniacal sexual power. He lowered himself down on her
jerking body now, mashing her with his weight, grunting into her
ear with frenzied obscenities.
"Fuck! Fuck your cunt, Gwen!! You're so hot, so wet! Oh,
shit, I'm gonna fill you with my jizz any second! Ahhhhh, fuck
me, Sis - FUCK!!!!!" Bill could feel her powerful cunt muscles
begin to contract and expand around the fat sides of his demanding
cock as he shoved into her twat time and again, literally forcing
the orgasm onto both of them. The bed rocked and bounced with
their frenzied moves now as he pounded his sister's ass into the
mattress. The sheets were soaked with both their mixed sweat and
sexual juices.
Gwen had to bite into his shoulder to stifle the sudden
scream of pleasure that threatened to erupt in her throat. Her
climaxing spasms were starting for real now, and the pleasure was
close to unbearable - although for Gwen no amount of pleasure
could be too much!
Bill's cock felt so big to her that she thought it was going
to rip her open with each long, hard stroke. Her erect clit
vibrated and burst with sparks of pleasure that flew in all
directions. Gwen was totally out of control, and her motions
became spastic and frenzied as she drove her lush bod into her
brother's. Their bodies plastered together with sweat and cum,
the thick juice pooling under her ass, it all felt so good, so
fucking good!
Gwen pressed her head hard into the pillows, arching her back
up taut like a bowstring, riding his pistoning cock for all she
was worth. She felt like she would have been able to literally
fly away on the waves of her tremendous orgasm if her brother's
hot, pumping body hadn't been pressing her down, pinning her to
the earth with a crotch full of hard cock.
"Oh! Oh, God!! OHHHHH, BILLLEEEEEE!!!" she moaned and
cried, snarled and whimpered, locking her hands over his pistoning
ass as she came and came and came.
The tremendous spasms of her cunt around his super-aroused
cock were all it took to send Bill over the edge of pleasure as
well for the second time that night, and he dropped his mouth back
down to hers to smother both her loud cries and his own sobbing
gasps of pleasure as he shot his hot wad.
Gwen felt the first fiery gob of his jizz splash into her
throbbing cunt, her hungry twat lapping it up greedily. Wad after
wad of her brother's incestuous spunk poured into her, almost as
if he had not already unloaded his testicles once before into her
eager body.
With each shuddering blast of his balls, Bill thought he
would die of sheer sexual delirium. Tears of joy ran down his
face and dripped onto Gwen's cheeks as he hungrily licked and
sucked at her mouth, while continuing to pump with powerful bursts
of his steaming cum into her pussy.
Then, with a final strangled moan, he drove into her one
last, hard time, then froze as if paralyzed, and collapsed on top
of her, his sexual energy finally spent for the moment.
Chapter 3
After their frenzied incestuous fuck, Gwen and Bill lay
gasping in each others arms, their hands roaming slowly over one
another's bodies as they struggled to bring their racing hearts
back to normal yet again, and quiet their gasping breath.
Gwen lay with her head on her brother's heaving chest, one
hand gently playing with his nipples, pulling and rubbing the
small nubbins. She didn't know why, but suddenly she was
fascinated with the thought of males having nipples that didn't do
anything.
Lifting her head, she stretched out her slender neck and
pressed her lips to his nipple, sucking at it eagerly.
"Jesus, Sis," Bill sighed at the erotic touch of her tongue
and lips. He lay back and smoothed out her long golden hair with
one hand, relaxing and enjoying her touch. But after a moment a
sudden thought struck him and he raised his head up.
"What time is it, anyway?" he asked, trying to get up enough
to see the clock on the nightstand next to his bed. Gwen raised
her face from his nipple, and the cool air of the room flooding
back over the saliva-warmed nub sent a shiver right up his spine.
Gwen leaned farther over him, letting her own distended
nipples brush across his chest as she looked for the clock. "Uh,
it's just after midnight," she said, finally able to make out the
glowing hands in the dark room, then quickly sliding back into the
bed, ready to resume her games with her brother's body.
But Bill now had different ideas. At the mention of the
time, his eyes opened wide and his face split with an even wider
grin. "Hot damn! It's showtime!"
"What are you talking about?" Gwen asked, rolling to one side
as her brother heaved himself off the bed and moved across the
room to his desk. A low click was followed by a slight glow from
the desk, making his tall slender body a dark silhouette as he
moved back near the beds. Gwen felt her cunt going creamy again
as she saw his cock starting to bob up and down, regaining a full
throbbing erection.
"Where are you going now?" she asked, disappointed when he
strode past her and started fumbling with a small framed picture
hanging on the wall at eye-level between their two beds. He
slipped it off its hook, then seemed to be fumbling at the bare
wall for a second, when there was suddenly a bright beam of light
streaming from a small hole where he'd been working.
Bill leaned forward quickly and pressed his eye to the
opening, his hands flat against the wall on either side, shutting
out the light.
"Oh, yeahhh..." he whispered, barely loud enough for Gwen to
hear. "Right on schedule!"
"What the hell are you-?" Gwen started to complain, then
stopped and looked around the room as if setting it in her mind.
"Wait a minute! Mom and Dad's bedroom is on the other side of
that wall - lemme see!" she giggled, leaping from the bed, her
bounteous breasts bouncing erotically.
With a wide and, Gwen thought, rather lascivious-looking
grin, Bill moved away from the peep-hole as she snuggled up next
to him, moving up on her tiptoes, her ass jutting back invitingly,
to look into the hole.
For a few seconds she was temporarily blinded by the sudden
bright light in her eye, but as her vision cleared up she found
herself looking straight into her parents' bedroom, the peep-hole
giving full view of their large king-sized bed from one side.
It was what was going on in that bed that made the blood in
Gwen's hot young body heat up even more. Stretched out on his back
on the bed lay her father, totally naked, his large cock standing
up fully erect from his hairy loins. At least Gwen knew it was
up, even though she couldn't see it all, since her mother was
kneeling between his legs, equally as naked, and was hungrily
slurping and sucking on his cock, her hands busily jerking on the
small bit of the pole at the base that she hadn't managed to cram
down her busily swallowing throat.
"Oh my God!" Gwen muttered, her eyes locked on the incredible
sight.
"Hey, sshhh! Not so loud!" Bill said in a hissing whisper,
grabbing her by the shoulders and yanking her away from the
private peep-show. "Keep your voice down - you want them to know
about this after all these years?"
He turned back to the hole and raised his hand over it,
shutting out the light. Gwen saw now that he kept a small paper
plug in the hole to shut out the sight and sound when he was not
using it.
"How in the world did you ever get this set-up, you horny
little bastard?" she giggled, grabbing his arms. It was like they
were little kids again, sharing a secret from the rest of the
world.
"I punched it in the wall one day about four years ago when I
was alone in the house," Bill grinned, sitting back on the edge of
the bed. "That was my big secret-agent phase, remember?"
"I remember," Gwen said, sitting next to him, hips and thighs
sliding together. "You used to write down the license numbers of
any cars parked within a block of our house - said it was for your
secret reports!"
"Yeah, and it was the same thing when I made this hole - just
playing around. I didn't really think about what might happen.
It comes out barely over the top of the frame of that big mirror
in their room, and you can't see it unless you know it's there."
"The first night I'd already forgotten I had made it when,
around midnight, I woke up because of a light in my room. I found
out it was coming from the hole, and I looked through it. I
almost shit in my pants, let me tell ya!"
"What did you see?" Gwen asked, even though she already knew
the answer after taking a peek.
"The same as tonight - the same thing every night!" He raised
his hands in a gesture of disbelief at his own story. "I swear
that for the last four years, virtually every single night, Mom
and Dad get up at around midnight to screw around. The exact same
time, every night!"
"I figure they started out like that when we were both little
so there'd be no risk of our walking in on them, and they've just
kept up the timetable out of habit now."
"Why the hell didn't you ever tell me about it?" she asked,
slugging his shoulder in mock anger. "Four years of your own
private peep-show!"
"Are you kidding? What was I going to say - 'Hey, Sis! Come
on down to my room tonight and we can watch Mom and Dad fucking
their brains out'?"
Bill leaned over and ran one hand up his sister's thigh,
pressed to his, and drew his face nearer to hers. In the dim light
Gwen saw he had a Cheshire-cat grin.
"Of course, if I'd known then what I know now..." He let his
fingers slip farther up her leg, then dip to begin a gentle
stroking of her moist pussy lips. She sighed and wiggled her hips
about on the bed at his touch, pushing her legs apart to give him
more room to reach her dripping twat.
"It'll be your ass if they ever find out about this," she
whispered, closing her eyes and letting her head roll back on her
shoulders as little tremors of delight ran up and down her spine.
She leaned farther back, supporting herself with her elbows,
grinding her ass in rhythm to his slow, easy finger-fucking.
"That's nothing," Bill went on, now slipping his index finger
into the moist channel of her box, speeding up the motion of his
finger-fuck. "If they knew I had the hots for Mom they'd both
really freak out!"
"Mom!?" Gwen asked, her eyes snapping open.
"Yeah, I - oh, shit!" Bill snarled, suddenly realizing just
how much he had revealed to her. "I shouldn't have told you
that!"
"Ha! Are you kidding?" Gwen giggled, slipping one hand
quickly over her rounded hip to capture his frigging hand at her
cunt. "You've just fucked your own sister twice, and now you've
got your hand up her pussy, but you're nervous about admitting you
have the hots for Mom?"
Placing her other soft hand on his shoulder she pulled
herself back up into a sitting position next to him, then put her
pouty lips to his ear. "If it'll make you feel any better, baby
brother, I'll make a confession, too. I really and truly would
love to fuck the hell out of Daddy!"
Bill turned his head to his sister, and Gwen kept her face
still so that their lips were less than an inch apart. She felt
him quietly add a second finger to the first hard-working digit
between her legs.
"Damn! You're kidding!" he said, that same wide grin again
spreading over his face.
"Horny as hell, aren't we?" she snickered back, then brought
both her hands up to capture his head between them, and hungrily
mashed her open mouth to his, sucking on his lips and mouth in a
passionate kiss.
"I've got an idea!" she suddenly said, breaking their kiss
with a wet smack. Her eyes shone with lustful little gleams as an
erotic notion took root in her mind. She pulled his sticky
fingers from her pussy and guided him back to the peep-hole,
removing the plug herself this time. Pressing her eye to the
hole, she again sucked in a deep breath.
Her mother was still sucking in much more than a breath.
Carol had by this time managed to get her husband's cock
completely down her throat now, and was slurping and gasping into
the hairy base of his pubes, working her head up and down as
though she'd had nothing to eat for a month and Ken's huge cock
was the most satisfying meal in the world. Both her hands were
busy playing with his balls, squeezing and milking them as she
twisted and turned her mouth around his shaft. Then she started
pulling her mouth back up to get another breath, and Gwen gasped
again as she watched her father's long tool slide out of those
wildly working lips. Her mother's hungry mouth was leaving behind
a glistening coating of drool as she slid up the hard meat shaft,
and the long prick was rubbed red from the loving friction of her
lips and throat, gleaming and throbbing.
"Good God, Billy!" she whispered, turning back to her
brother. "With parents like that, no wonder we're so horny!"
She turned and placed her back to the cool wall, then slowly
bent her knees and slid down until she was squatting just under
the peep-hole, her face level with her brother's groin. Once
again her eyes were drawn to his waving prick, hard to see in the
dim light, but so close to her face that she could smell its musky
odor as the crown dribbled a small drop of pre-cum juice.
"I want you to watch them and describe everything Mom does to
his cock while she's sucking him off, and I'll do you!" She
reached out and grasped his cock, thrilling to the touch of his
sticky shaft, thick with the combined juices of both his last
climax and hers.
Bill felt a similar shiver of pleasure run through his body
as her cool hand circled lightly around his prick, jerking on it
delicately as she pulled him to her. "Oh, YEAH!" he grinned,
scooting forward until he had his face to the eye-hole and his
groin right in his sister's face, his cock rubbing over her
cheeks.
"Mom usually goes down on him for a while, and then they fuck
like crazy! When they change, you can watch and tell me, and I'll
fuck your gorgeous cunt again."
Gwen gave no reply as she was too busy with his hard cock.
She ovalled her lips and dipped her head down, flicking her tongue
over the rubbery surface of his cock-crown, licking up that
gleaming pearl of pre-seminal fluid from the thin slit in the tip.
Although she had meant to slowly work him back up in passion
again, the moment Gwen had her first taste of the slightly salty
juice of his cock she went over the edge again herself. Too much
had happened that night for her to go through all the preliminary
build-up she liked to do with her cock-sucking. She stretched her
lips open wide and closed them around the fat tip of her brother's
dick, capturing the entire bloated crown in the wet cavity of her
mouth, then pushed her head forward, letting her lips slide
tightly down the slick, slightly sticky skin of his long shaft,
cramming as much of his hot meat as she could get into her mouth.
"God ... oh, God! Gwen, what a mouth..." Bill was moaning.
But remembering that he had a part to play, too, he leaned forward
and pressed his eye back to the peep-hole. His toes curled up in
pleasure as his sister worked frantically on his straining
schlong, while he watched his voluptuous mother going after his
father's cock with the same sensual intensity.
"Gwen ... oh! ... she ... Mom's got both of her hands on his
balls ... and she's squeezing them ... do that!" His voice came
out in ragged little bursts, the double strain of trying to
concentrate on describing the action in their parents' bedroom and
letting his sister suck him off making his breath come harder and
harder.
Gwen eagerly did as he suggested, reaching up to grasp his
dangling balls in their lightly-haired sac. She kept her mouth
tight around his cock, sucking and slurping, a thin line of drool
running from the corner of her mouth now as she salivated hungrily
around her mouthful.
She hefted his balls with both hands, liking the feel of his
goose-eggs in her palms, then brought her hands together gently to
rub and stroke them between her palms, sending shocks both through
his spine and down the whole length of his cock. She could feel
it jerk about more urgently inside her warm mouth, and a larger
dollop of semen oozed out of the head to run over her palate. She
sighed with pleasure at the taste and redoubled her sucking.
Bill had to close his eyes for a second as a wave of pleasure
shuddered all over him, then snapped them back open to resume
watching his parents. No matter how many times he had seen them
making love, the sight never failed to turn him on.
"You feel as good as Mom looks, Gwen..." he sighed, reaching
down with one hand to grasp her head and gently but urgently move
her face more quickly up and down on his pulsing cock, fucking her
beautiful countenance.
"Dad's got both hands on Mom's hair ... he's rolling his head
around on the pillows, I think he's gonna come in a minute...!"
"Shit! Mom's cheeks are puffing in and out like she was
drowning, she's sucking him off so fast!" Bill began thrusting
his hips forward more frantically now, and his second hand joined
the first in an unconscious imitation of his father, holding his
sister's face to his groin and shoving his cock powerfully down
her close-clasping throat.
Gwen didn't mind his taking over; she found she couldn't get
enough of his fat, hot cock in her mouth and throat. She
concentrated on taking a quick breath on each out-stroke, leaving
her throat muscles relaxed so that his long cock slid easily into
her close-clasping throat as if it was the softest, juiciest cunt
in the world. She kept working on his churning nuts with her
fingers, feeling them wiggle and jerk as his orgasm neared,
getting ready to pour his third load of spunk that night into her
stomach.
Bill saw his father suddenly make a grimace that looked like
one of pain, but Bill knew it was really pure ecstasy as his
father was caught up in orgasm.
"Christ, he's coming, Gwen!" Bill said, his voice getting
dangerously loud in his excitement. "He ... he's holding her head
down and pumping his hips up hard. I can see cum leaking out
around Mom's ... around her ... mouth ...! Oh, shit! Here it
comes!!!"
This last statement was a shout as he gave a last hard shove
of his hips into his sister's face, cramming his cock balls-deep
into her throat and pumping gob after gob of his thick jism deep
into her throat. Tears of pleasure streamed down his cheeks as
his nuts erupted in her hands, unloading the stinging hot load of
cum juice.
Gwen gave herself over totally to an orgy of cock-sucking,
slurping and moaning around his wildly spasming prick, loving the
taste of his tangy cream oozing down her throat. It filled her
mouth, oiled it, making his spasming cock slip and slide faster as
he pumped in and out, pistoning into her oral cavity, dropping an
incredible load so soon after their frenzied fucking sessions.
For almost a full minute Bill held her head to his groin,
keeping his dork buried deep in her throat, while she happily
pursed her lips around the base and kept working his balls,
milking him of every last drop.
Yet even with this latest seemingly ball-draining orgasm,
Bill's unstoppable cock softened only slightly, his youthful
sexual energy undiluted. And Gwen's continued sucking pressure
was quickly bringing him back up to full rock-hardness.
Bill watched quietly, his breath slowly coming back under
control, as his mother pulled her lips back up off his father's
cock and began to lick the long shiny shaft clean of his cum,
nibbling the heavy ridge along the bottom with her lips, and
looking up at him with pure lust in her eyes. Ken reached down to
stroke her cheek, saying something Bill couldn't hear, but which
caused Carol to laugh and giggle, then plant a kiss on the
gleaming red crown of his cock and start to clamber up between his
legs, his cock sticking straight up, hard and wet, brushing along
her heavy, hanging tits as she moved.
Bill released his hard grasp on his sister's head and stepped
back, slipping his rigid prick out of her mouth. Gwen whimpered
with displeasure as the hot meat slid out of her grasp - she had
been so wrapped up in sucking him off that she'd forgotten all
about their parents in the other room.
"Come on, Sis," Bill grunted as he reached down to help his
gasping sister rise shakily to her feet. The entire lower half of
her lovely face gleamed with his spent semen, and sticky white
streamers hung from her chin and dripped onto her heaving breasts.
They were both feeling hot and wet, covered with a film of sexual
sweat, as what was turning out to be a night of endless sexual
variations rolled on and on.
Slowly regaining her senses, Gwen realized what was going on
again, and turned to the wall to put her face to the peep-hole.
Bill saw her go up on her tiptoes again to see through, and
realized that might make it difficult to carry out his part of the
plan. Looking around quickly, he recalled a large suitcase in his
closet, and while Gwen pushed herself against the wall, trying to
keep her eye at the hole, he brought it out and placed it under
her.
"Step up on this, Gwen. It'll make things easier for both of
us."
Shifting around, Gwen found she could now comfortably look
into the hole, while bending slightly at the waist and thrusting
her deliciously rounded ass backwards toward her brother. Her
twat was throbbing mercilessly now, eager for some kind of loving
caress after she had worked to bring her brother's rocks off so
strongly. She let one hand drop down to diddle her inflamed clit,
gasping and moaning as she watched the next act in the sexual play
unfolding on her parents' wide bed.
"Mom's going to sit on his cock while he lies on the bed,"
she whispered, watching her mother swing her slender legs up to
straddle Ken's thighs. Carol reached down and wrapped both hands
around his stiff, wet cock, rubbing the fat crown back and forth
in the flushed folds of her pussy lips. She was smiling, her
tongue licking over her full lips as she masturbated her clit with
his cock, and Ken reached up to sink his fingers deep into her
heavy, hanging tits, kneading the pliant flesh, his thumbs rubbing
the big nipples around and around.
"Oh, God ... he's so big..." she murmured, her eyes locking
on the massive piece of daddy-cock as it was expertly manipulated
by her mother's slender hands. Gwen shifted her hips back
slightly, wiggling her ass seductively back at her brother.
"Fuck me, Billy!" she growled urgently from deep in her
throat. "God, I need a cock in me so bad! Fuck me again, little
brother!"
Bill let his hands roam freely over her curving, silky-smooth
asscheeks, massaging the slick sweat into her skin, and running
his finger lightly along the moist crack of her ass. He let his
digit dip slightly into her puckered little asshole, working it in
all the way to the first knuckle, past the tight opening, while he
gripped one of her out-thrusting hips in his other hand.
"UH! Oh, Billy! Shit, yeah!!!" Gwen moaned at the feeling
of his nimble fingertip invading her tight anus. She wiggled her
hips in delight, but didn't take her eye away from the peep-hole.
Her mother was now really getting down to business. Ever so
slowly she was impaling herself on the massive prick in her hands.
Gwen watched in awe as her father's long, shining prick slid
easily and smoothly into her mother's tiny twat, splitting her
pussy lips wide-open with its impressive width. Carol moaned and
tossed her head in ecstasy as she took inch after glorious inch
deeper into her cunt. Her huge tits were heaving up and down as
her breath quickened, making Ken dig his fingers deeper into that
incredible flesh to maintain his grip.
"They're starting to work it out now ... OH! Mom's sliding up
and down on his cock ... God, that looks so good!" Gwen's words
were coming out in short little bursts now as she became more
excited watching the erotic show, just as Bill had gotten caught
up in it. Again she jiggled and pushed her ass back at him,
riding on the fingertip in her rectum.
"Fuck me, Billy! Oh, please, cram your beautiful cock back
up my cunt! I want to feel you in me while I watch Daddy fuck
Mom!"
Bill was more than eager to slip his pulsing dick back into
his sister's juicy muff hole. The swollen red lips of her twat
flowered out below her asshole, framing the hot depths of her
pussy, and he popped his finger out of her butt to continue
stroking down to her wet snatch.
Gwen moaned with ecstasy as his hands worked at her cunt,
fingers sliding along the fleshy lips, then digging into the juicy
hole itself, his other hand stroking and pinching higher up on her
inflamed clit.
She spread her fine legs wider apart on the suitcase,
spreading herself completely open to her brother, straining
backwards and waiting for him to shove his swollen cock up her
quim, relieving the deep-set itching lust she felt there.
Meanwhile, her mother was going crazy as her own burning cunt
was being reamed again and again by her tireless husband's long
cock. Her mouth was open wide as she panted and gasped in
pleasure, sliding up and down, up and down, in long, piston-smooth
strokes. Filling her cunt to the brim, she'd sit down and rub her
puffy pubes around against Ken's groin, mingling their curly fuck
mats together, squeezing his fat nuts up under her tightly
clenched asscheeks. Then, with a long sigh of pleasure, she rose
up so that his prodigious cock slid back out almost to the tip,
the suction of his tight-fitting prick in her glove-tight hole
sent shocks of joy all over her body. Gwen could see her mother's
thighs tremble, the toned muscles standing out in sharp lines as
she pushed herself up and down over the prone, sweating form of
her muscular husband.
Gwen's father also appeared to be getting close to getting
his rocks off in his wife's hot, gorgeous snatch. His whole body
shook and rolled as he pumped his hips up and down in time with
Carol's movements, meeting each of her slowly sinking moves as she
slid downward on his cock with a hard up-swing of his hips,
driving his dick as deep as he could get it into her moist box.
Gwen knew that with their frantic, hard-driving bodies slamming
together with every stroke, and the gleaming juices shining on
their matted pubic hairs, that the room must be full of their
gasps and slapping wet bodies, but she could hear nothing save her
own ragged breathing, and that of her brother as he fitted his
prick-head to her own swollen pussy.
Bill nestled his burning cock-head into the inflamed lips of
his older sister's twat, then grabbed her by the hips and slowly
leaned forward, slipping once more into the glorious hot wetness
of her cunt. He moved slowly but steadily, enjoying the feel as
his cock continued to slide in and out, stopping only when his
balls were nestling up to her hair-fringed cunt. Even then he
wished he could continue moving forward into that incredibly tight
warmth, cramming even his groaning balls into her slot, fucking
her like she'd never been fucked before.
But failing that, he began to saw in and out, shifting his
hands slightly on her rounded hips to get a better grip as his
strokes into her cunt became more and more urgent.
Gwen was having a hard time keeping her eye to the tiny peep-
hole, as with each hard-driving thrust, her brother rammed deep
into her steamy cunt, making her whole body shake, and threatening
with each move to smash her into the wall. She sighed and grunted
ecstatically as he reamed her out time and again, the feeling of
his long hot cock stuffing her pussy to the brim even better now
than it had been the whole evening.
Much of that was due to both Bill's frenzied fucking action,
and the image from the peep-hole of her father's cock still
plowing powerfully in and out of her mother's twat. Although she
dearly loved her brother, now more than ever before after their
shared secrets and passions, her father was still her ultimate
goal. Watching him fucking away wildly while her own hungry twat
was alternately filled and emptied, she could almost imagine that
he was already fucking her, making her come with a cunt full of
daddy-cock.
She had given up any effort at talking, concentrating on the
feelings running rampant through her passion-wracked body. As far
as Bill was concerned, it made no difference. He had watched his
mother and father making love hundreds of times, and was now
completely involved in the feeling of his sister's gorgeous pussy
clasping tightly around his cock.
It all seemed still vaguely unreal to him as he humped harder
and harder, feeling himself nearing a climax once again. In the
dim half-light of the room, his sister's face turned away from
him, and their hushed, heavy breathing in his ears, it was all
like some fantastic wet dream. Bill was afraid he was going to
wake up the next morning and it all really would turn out to be a
dream. But the hot, insistent throbbing of his sister's tight
cunt around his jerking cock, her low moans and sighs of pleasure,
and the hotly gyrating hips in his hands were all as real as
anything could be.
"Oh, God, harder ... harder, yessss!!" Gwen was crying
passionately now, and she kept raising one hand to her mouth,
biting down on one finger to keep from crying out too loudly as
she peaked, her glorious climax running in wave after glorious
wave throughout her entire body. Her legs felt as if they were
turning to water, barely able to support her as she bent over.
Laying against the wall, she was held up only by the pressure of
her sweat-soaked forehead on the hard wall, and her brother's fat
cock anchored deep and hard within her spasming twat.
"Oh shit ... yesssSSSSSS!!!" It all came out as just one
long hiss around her finger, her lips curled back and her eyes
shut tightly as she let herself go, forgetting everything in the
world but the feeling of her delirious orgasm.
For Bill it was like he was suddenly fucking a wild mare as
his sister began slamming her butt around, her whole form wiggling
and trembling as she climaxed around his prick. His hands started
to slip on her slippery flesh, but he dug in tighter and slammed
forward hard with his hips, again cramming his cock into her
dripping cunt, nuts-deep.
"Sis, SisssSSSS!" Bill's voice started to match hers, the
sound like two frantic snakes mating as they let only the
slightest whisper of sound escape through their clenched teeth.
Trying to hold back his screams of pleasure as he felt his balls
begin to unload their burning ocean of jizz was the hardest thing
Bill had ever done. He wanted to yell out her name, to simply
shout his joy as his lengthy cock jerked and throbbed
uncontrollably, spewing gob after gob of white-hot cum deep into
his wanton sister's pussy.
Bill's madly humping hips pressed Gwen's face into the wall,
and she turned her cheek to it, looking back over her shoulder at
him. The dim light behind him from the desk made his body gleam,
coated in sweat, his chest heaving in the shadows. She couldn't
make out his face, and it suddenly seemed as if it could be anyone
driving his long prick deep into her twat - even her father!
Gwen moaned and smiled as the thought took her mind, and she
clamped her cunt harder around the lurching, spasming cock,
milking it of every last drop of burning semen she could squeeze
out.
Then both brother and sister seemed to come down from their
orgasmic highs at the same time, and the sudden relaxation of all
their powerfully tensed muscles had them sliding to the floor,
Gwen on her stomach, while Bill fell across her back, his cock
still held in the grip of her creaming cunt.
Both were gasping for air, and one of Gwen's arms still
trailed up the wall, looking as if she was trying to claw her way
out. But nothing was farther from her mind - his cock, now
finally growing limp, felt good as it pulsed and throbbed gently
in the warmth of her syrupy socket.
After a moment, Bill eased his finally shrinking prick from
his sister's cunt, and Gwen twisted around to lie on her back on
the floor, while he moved to her side. With their arms around each
other, they brought their mouths together in a hungry kiss,
tasting the sweat and saliva, relaxing in the mellow afterglow of
their fucked-out young bodies.
Maybe ... maybe I should have told you about this when I did
it..." Bill gasped out quietly. "This sure as hell ... beats just
watching!"
Gwen giggled, gasping around the laughter, her breasts
bouncing on her chest, moving with both her laughter and choking
breath. She stroked her brother's flushed face, tracing the line
of his jaw with a fingertip. Bill lowered his head slightly and
kissed the tip of her finger, then sucked on it gently. Gwen felt
a new shiver run through her at this move, suddenly seeming to be
the most erotic thing that had happened all night for some reason,
simply because of its quietness.
"I wish you had told me, Billy," she sighed, slipping her
finger slowly from his mouth, tracing it along his lower lip
before leaning over to again kiss his lips, but more softly this
time.
"You were just incredible! I've made love to a lot of
different men at school, but now I find out that my own brother is
one of the best!"
He lifted one hand from around her waist and laid it over the
soft, up-thrusting mound of her right breast, encircling her
extended nipple with his fingers, teasing the little bud without
actually touching it.
"Was it just me, or was it because you were watching Dad,
too?" he asked, remembering her earlier confession.
Gwen didn't speak for a few seconds, then, softly, "Probably
a little of both, Billy. I mean, Daddy has always been my secret
fantasy lover, but with you tonight, it really was just you I
wanted when I got in your bed. Then, watching Mom and Daddy the
last time made it even better."
"Mom and Dad," he said, looking at her with bright eyes. "Do
you think there's ever a chance that we could really ... you know
... ?" His voice trailed off, as though he were afraid to say it
aloud.
"Screw them?" she finished for him, grinning. "I don't know
about you, but I sure as hell plan to give it my best shot with
Daddy - and I'm going to do it this week!"
"You're kidding! How are you even going to approach him
about something like that?" His fingers tightened around her tit
as he grinned sheepishly. "I mean, I was easy - you had me horny
as hell, naked in the same room and virtually in the same bed!
But I've never seen Dad give any kind of indication that he might
feel that way about you."
"Oh, I have my ways ..." Gwen said, sliding one hand from her
brother's waist and back down between his thighs, lightly cupping
his balls and shrunken cock in her palm. She was delighted to
feel them give a jerk of life as she held them. Even after two
massive orgasms, she could feel his prick starting to slowly
stretch out again, striving for a full, hard erection. She had
thought they were finally finished for the night, but now began a
gentle and insistent stroking along the shaft, urging him up once
again.
Bill's breath was starting to become ragged again, and he
moved his head over to kiss her neck, while kneading and stroking
her breast with more urgency and renewed interest. "Tell me what
you're going to do with him," he said, his voice muffled as he
gently bit the soft skin on her neck.
Gwen smiled and let her head drop back, resting against the
wall as her brother moved around on top of her, cupping her
luscious out-thrusting boobs in both hands and sucking in a
mouthful of tit-flesh. She kept stroking and jerking on his
seemingly unstoppable cock and felt it filling out in her hand,
solidifying and lengthening.
What would she do? Gwen mulled it over in her mind, laying
her plans for the seduction of her father even as her brother slid
his hips up, moving between her spreading legs once more and
reaching down to guide his pulsing cock back into the sweet,
syrupy warmth of her cunt.
Chapter 4
Early the next morning, Bill floated lazily around on his
back in the family pool, letting the warm sun and gentle lapping
of the water soothe his body, while his mind flashed back over the
events of that Saturday night. He could still hardly believe it
had actually happened, that he had fucked his own sister! But
what a fuck it had been - Gwen was an incredible piece of ass, and
he wanted to make sure that this didn't turn out to be just a one-
time thing.
His mother and father sat in lounge chairs at one end of the
pool, his father reading the paper while his mother lay back, her
eyes closed, relaxing in the sun. She had on a one-piece bathing
suit, the kind of simple outfit that on any other woman would not
cause a second glance. But with her incredible figure, it molded
like a second skin to her lush body, and Bill found his eyes
locking on her huge bosom as it swelled up over the top, firm and
round. His mouth watered at the sight.
Hell, if I can fuck my sister, why not my mother, too? he
grinned slyly to himself. His eyes traveled down her curving
torso to rest at the tight crease between her legs. The suit
bulged slightly there with her abundant pussy hair and the puffy
cunt lips he'd dreamed of and lusted after so long night after
night. He could feel his dick giving a jerk in his suit, and
quickly rolled onto his stomach in the water to stroke rapidly
across the pool. No sense in getting an erection now; there was no
way to hide it from them in his swimsuit.
When he reached the other end of the pool he floated at the
edge, clearing the water from his eyes, when his sister's voice
rang out above him. "Hi, Billy. Is this a private pool or can
anyone get into it?"
He looked up into a sight that made his semi-erection
suddenly leap into a full-blown hard-on, throbbing unmercifully in
his tight swimsuit.
Gwen stood above him on the lip of the pool, her legs spread
slightly so that he was looking directly up into her crotch,
covered only by the tiniest scrap of material she could get away
with. Every nuance of her hot pussy was clearly etched in the
fabric, and soft golden hairs drifted out from around the edges.
As he let his eyes drift higher, he was looking up at the bottom
of her firm, out-thrusting breasts, looming huge above him from
his fish-eye view, the firm mounds moving up and down gently with
her breathing, barely contained within the tiny top of her suit,
the tanned flesh threatening to burst out at any second. Gwen's
face grinned down at him over the soft globes of woman-flesh.
Bill saw her raise her eyes, looking toward their parents at
the other end of the pool, then glanced back down and licked her
lips seductively at him. Bill grinned back and let his eyes
return to her crotch, where the scrap of her swimsuit panties was
now turning slightly darker, getting wetter as her juices started
to flow from her hot young pussy. He knew now that their wild
fucking match the night before had been no one-time thing - his
sister was hot for more!
With a loud laugh, Gwen suddenly bent over, then leaped out
into the air over him, diving with a splash into the pool. She
broke to the surface a few feet away, her eyes shining. She
grinned and winked, and then said loudly for the benefit of their
parents, "Hey, Billy! I'll race you to the end of the pool and
back again," she challenged. With a girlish whoop of delight, she
spun about and shot out toward the opposite end, Bill right beside
her.
Bill set his face into the cool water and propelled himself
furiously along, working off some of his sudden sexual tension in
the long, hard-pushing strokes through the water. Reaching the
end of the pool, he barely touched the wet tiles and was stroking
powerfully back to the other side. He was filled with a wild
excitement and energy from both the physical exertion and sexual
turn-on.
He slapped his hand onto the opposite edge and quickly turned
to see his sister kicking in to a half only a few seconds after
him.
"Ha!" he laughed, splashing water toward her. "Still the
champ!"
Gwen floated on the water near him, gasping for air and
laughing, and Bill stared hungrily at her bronze belly, her
breasts swelling out of the tiny cups of her bikini, her spread
thighs. Again his thoughts raced back to their frenzied
lovemaking session, and her dripping-wet body, so achingly close,
sent spasms of lust through his rock-hard prick.
Gwen watched him calmly, her blue eyes reflecting the burning
desire he felt, well aware of the effect her body was having on
him.
Standing up neck-deep in the water, facing him and letting
her arms float out to her sides, she moved in closer. "Swim
through my legs, Billy," she said in a hoarse whisper.
Bill took a deep breath and disappeared under the water, the
sudden eerie silence closing over him. He saw the succulent brown
arch of her legs wavering in the deep aqua of the pool water, her
g-string panties a white smudge at the apex. Reaching out he
grasped the firm flesh of both thighs and pressed his head into
her crotch, opening his mouth wide over the material and biting
gently before squirming between her legs, coming to the surface
behind her.
Gwen shivered in erotic desire at his touch under the water,
and again glanced at the other end of the pool where their parents
sat. Her mother had turned onto her stomach now, her face away
from the pool, while Gwen's father was still totally absorbed in
his newspaper.
She turned about as her brother broke through the water
behind her, a wide grin covering half his face, his breathing hard
from building lust as much as from being held underwater.
The two siblings leaned back against the side of the pool,
side by side, with about two feet between them.
"Christ, Gwen," Bill said from the side of his mouth,
watching their parents. "I've got a hard-on that won't quit!
Where the hell did you ever get a suit like that?"
Gwen tossed her head back, wet droplets spraying through the
air from the ends of her long tresses. Moving her hands up to
smooth the wet hair back from her flushed face, she whispered with
a little laugh, "You like it?"
"Like it?" he groaned. "I want to drag you out of the pool
and fuck your brains out right here and now!"
"Now, now," she whispered back. "Let's not blow all our
plans just for a quick fuck in front of Mom and Dad! You'll just
have to relax."
Bill grimaced as though in agony, and Gwen had to keep from
laughing out loud. "Damn it, Gwen! I can't even get out of the
pool with this boner showing in my suit, and it sure as hell isn't
going to go away on its own!"
Gwen looked again at the far end of the pool, but their
parents were still paying no particular attention to the activity
in the pool. "Stare straight ahead as if nothing is happening,"
she whispered. While he did that, Gwen reached out under the
sheltering water and felt for her brother's cock.
Bill felt her hand bump into his thigh, then quickly slide
around the front and up to the waistband of his suit, and squirm
down into the tight trunks. He tried not to gasp as he felt her
slender fingers grasp his throbbing cock. She pulled and prodded,
trying to get his massive prick free of the tight suit, and Bill
slowly let one hand drift down to help her in pulling his shorts
lower.
When they had finally gotten his long cock free of its
confinement, his trunks bunched up around his thighs, Gwen
encircled the thick shaft with her hand and began a slow, easy
motion, jerking him off.
"It feels so damn big," she sighed, her lips slightly parted,
her eyes still staring straight ahead.
Shudders of pure pleasure ran through Bill's body, and he
shivered even with the sun beating down warmly on him. His
sister's fist tightened around his hard prick as she pulled and
jerked on it, coaxing him into an orgasm. Bill's whole body was
intent on his impending climax, and he closed his eyes as he felt
it approaching, his balls churning and throbbing with their hot
load of his manseed.
Gwen felt the familiar jerking of his cock that meant he was
coming, and heard him suddenly suck in a deep breath of air,
trying not to cry out at the sudden feeling of pleasure and
release. She gripped his spasming cock hard and jerked, looking
down into the pool. She was fascinated by the sight as his jizz
spewed out of his fat cock-head in long, lazy spurts, slowed by
the weight of the water into slow motion, the milky gobs of cum
floating slowly to the floor of the pool, breaking up in the
water.
She kept pumping as Bill continued to blast forth his cum,
his cock burning hot in her palm. She was amazed at how big a
load he had built up after their super-hot session that night.
Bill was trying not to shake too much, but the incredible
pleasure of this underwater jerk-off was fantastic. The water
around him was breaking away in wide circles of tiny waves as he
trembled and shook in orgasm.
Finally, he blasted out the last gob of jism and his cock
began to sag in his sister's talented hand. She helped him pull
his trunks back up over his deflated cock. Then, with a knowing
wink, she pursed her lips in a long-distance kiss and stroked off
across the pool. Bill lay back against the side, letting his body
slowly relax after the soul-satisfying climax before clambering
out of the pool to towel off. He knew that if he stayed there any
longer he'd have another throbbing hard-on as he thought about it
all, and he'd be back in the same predicament as before.
As Gwen again reached the opposite end of the pool, her
father set aside his paper and walked over to the edge of the
pool. "Say, Gwen, since today is Sunday and the last day I'll
have off entirely from work while you're home on your break, what
do you say just the two of us go do something?"
Gwen's heart skipped a beat and she knifed rapidly through
the water to float at the edge of the pool below him. "I'd love
that, Daddy!" she cried with delight, resting her arms on the
pool's edge. "Where do you want to go?"
Ken grinned and squatted down before her. But he suddenly
found himself staring down into the lush mounds of her breasts,
and had to force himself to look elsewhere.
"How about going to the zoo, honey? You used to love to go
there."
"Oh, Daddy! I was just a little girl then!" Gwen pouted.
Damn, she thought, he still thinks of me as just his little kid!
"Sure, and you're a big girl now," Ken said, finding his eyes
once more drawn into the deep cleavage of his daughter's heaving
tits. "But I bet you'd get a kick out of it again after all these
years. And besides, this gives me an excuse not to have to do any
more work in the garden this weekend."
"Oh-ho!" Carol laughed, quickly rising from her own lounger.
"Leaving all the hard work for your poor little wife, eh? You
brute!"
With a playful laugh she leaped on her husband. Ken twisted
around to grab at her lithe form and the two adults wrestled and
giggled like a couple of kids. Ken finally wrapped his arms
around her from the back and stood up, lifting her with him. One
hand gripped one of her large, heavy breasts, and he whispered
into her ear, "What's all this nonsense about a 'little' wife,
then?" and gave her luscious boob a playful squeeze.
Carol squealed with pleasure, then let out a surprised yelp
as Ken suddenly tossed her into the pool. She broke back to the
surface in a shower of water drops, then began lazily backstroking
around the pool. "All right, then, maybe I'll just spend the day
in the pool with Bill if you're going to find an excuse to get out
of work," she laughed.
Gwen pulled herself up out of the water and started to hurry
to the house, eager to change and be off alone with her father.
The zoo was no big thrill to her, but any chance to be one-on-one
with her father was enough to set her heart racing, not to mention
her pussy creaming.
As she walked past him, Ken turned and lightly slapped her on
her pert rear end. "Hurry up, baby, we've got to get out of here
before your mother thinks of some way to get me back to work!"
But although it was only a playful touch to her father, to Gwen
the feel of his hand even fleetingly on her body sent shivers up
her spine, and her feet felt as if they hardly touched the ground
as she hurried inside to change.
Chapter 5
As they drove through the town, Gwen's mind was blazing with
schemes to get into her father's pants, but none seemed to be
right. She realized that, for all her long years of lusting after
him, she'd never actually tried to figure out a way of reaching
that goal. And now that what appeared to be a perfect opportunity
had presented itself, she was suddenly afraid she would waste it.
Looking out the car window she noticed they were just about to
drive past the local porno theater, a large old-fashioned movie
house that had turned to X-rated films to keep the profits coming
in. Originally called the Congress Theatre, that name had taken
on entirely new meanings with the switch to more adult-oriented
films. Without even stopping to think about it, Gwen gestured
toward the blazing marquee with the title, "The Neighbors Get
Together," shining out boldly and said, "Have you ever gone to one
of those kinds of movies, Daddy?"
Her father glanced nonchalantly in the direction she had
pointed, then opened his eyes wider and looked over at her in
surprise.
"A ... a porno movie? Gwen, really now ..." he began, moving
into a scolding, fatherly voice.
"Oh, Daddy," Gwen chided. "Don't be like that. A bunch of
girls wanted to see one last semester in school, but I chickened
out and didn't go with them." That was stretching the truth quite
a bit, as she had not only gone but had been one of the first to
suggest it! "But I've been dying of curiosity ever since, and
they wouldn't tell me anything about it."
She reached over and put one hand gently, almost
imperceptibly, on his leg. "Daddy, won't you please take me
there? I'd feel much safer going in knowing you were with me."
"Really now, Gwen honey!" he said, clearing his throat
nervously, suddenly aware of the light pressure of her hand.
"What ... what would your mother think of that?"
"Oh, she doesn't have to know, Daddy! I'm just going crazy
wondering what those movies are like. Please, please - let's go
in! Just for a little while!" Here she had been worrying about
how to get next to him when this porno house seemed to literally
spring up out of nowhere. Getting him into a sexual situation
like that would help things considerably.
Ken looked again at his beautiful daughter, twisted around in
the seat to stare at him, her big blue eyes wide and pleading.
What the hell, he thought.
"Okay, what the hell! You're old enough. And I guess, if
you have to see one of these things, I'd rather you did it now
than with some ham-handed young kid!"
"Allrrright!" Gwen squealed with delight, then scooted across
the seat and threw her arms around her father. "Thanks, Daddy!"
It took only a few minutes to find a parking spot on a Sunday
morning, then slip into the theater. Ken was a bit surprised at
the high price for the tickets. It had been quite a few years
since he had last gone to a porno movie. He grinned as he
remembered that then they had been called "stag films." Proved
how long it had been. He did notice that prices for couples were
a bit less, but was still a bit embarrassed about walking with
Gwen and made sure to get two full admissions.
They slipped through the darkened lobby and into the theater
itself. Gwen's nose was assailed with heavy musky odors that set
her heart to beating faster, and she stuck close to her father,
her arm entwined with his as they both paused just inside the
curtained doorway, letting their eyes grow accustomed to the
darkness before looking for seats. The only light came from the
film itself grinding away in full color on the wide screen.
"Oh, wow!" Gwen breathed, her fingers sinking deeper into her
father's arm. Ken thought it was because of shock at the lewd
couplings on the screen, but it was more a result of her increased
excitement at the sight of a close-up, filling the huge screen, of
a long, fantastically thick cock sluicing in and out of a widely
stretched furry cunt, and the sounds of wet flesh smacking wet
flesh filling the air in the theater. The scene changed as they
watched to show the woman's face contorted in ecstasy, and her
cries and gasps of pleasure drowned out the other sounds for a
moment.
Ken was both embarrassed and turned-on at the same time, to
have his daughter with him, and see her reacting in what he now
saw was excitement to the wild fuck film playing before them. He
quickly led the way down the aisle and slipped into a side seat,
as far away from the few other patrons scattered about as he could
get them. Gwen sank down into the seat next to him, her hand
still gripping his arm tightly, her eyes wide-open and locked on
the flickering image on the screen. Ken glanced at her out of the
corner of his eyes and saw her beautiful face lit up from the
film's glow, her eyes wide and shining, nostrils flaring as her
breathing became more rapid, almost perfectly in time with the
heavy fuck breath of the actress.
As the couple on screen came to a final churning, screaming
climax, Gwen let her tensed muscles relax and she sank back into
her seat. Her pussy was on fire now, the incredibly magnified
sights and sounds of pure sex having inundated her brain and
making her quiver from head to toe. She was almost painfully
aware of her father's presence next to her, the object of all her
secret passions and lusts. Glancing quickly at him to see him
watching the screen, she felt a new tremor of lust rush up her
spine. This is it, she thought excitedly. It's time for an all-
or-nothing move!
Releasing her grip on his arm, she quickly let her hand slide
down to rest on his thigh, lightly running her fingertips up and
down on the cloth.
Ken wasn't even aware of her touch at first, but as her
fingers grazed over his rapidly hardening cock, he felt a stab of
sensation that made him drop his eyes down to his waist. Gwen had
boldly laid her hand directly over the fat bulge in his jeans and
was gently squeezing and stroking his cock through the material.
"Gwen! What are you ...?" he started to say in a croaking
whisper, but as he turned to her he found himself looking into her
eyes only inches from his face. Gwen had turned in her seat and
leaned in toward him as her hand had slipped lower into his lap,
and before he could say another word she had covered the space
between them and planted her moist lips on his in a hard,
passionate kiss.
Ken's mind reeled at the dual assault on his body. His own
daughter was rubbing his cock and kissing him wide-mouthed.
On Gwen's own part, she could barely keep her whole body from
trembling and throwing her out of the chair in her excitement.
Her father tasted better to her than any man she had ever kissed,
and she slurped hungrily at his mouth, bringing her other hand up
to curl her fingers in the hair on the back of his head and hold
his face tightly to hers as she slipped her tongue between his
lips.
With a moan of surrender, Ken gave up trying to work out the
right or wrong of the situation in his churning brain, and let the
burning, pulsing need of his cock lead him now. He slid his arms
around his daughter's lush body and pulled her tighter, opening
his mouth wide and sucking on her tongue, their hot saliva mixing
and flowing between them.
After a long, hot moment of sucking and nipping at each
other, Gwen broke the wet kiss and, with a wide smile and a last
look into her father's now lust-filled eyes, she slid out of her
chair and down to the floor in front of him. She never once
released her grip on his cock, now grown to its full incredible
length and throbbing unmercifully in the tight confines of his
clothing.
Ken could only sag back limply in the chair as his beautiful
young daughter spread his knees apart and crawled between them in
the tight confines between seats, zeroing in on the target of her
long-suppressed desires.
Opening her mouth wide, she pressed her pouty lips to the
bulge at his crotch, kissing her father's cock passionately
through the heavy fabric of his jeans, her hands now moving down
to stroke the insides of his thighs. The heat of her wet mouth as
her drool soaked through to his cock made him grunt in sensual
pleasure, and a few sticky drops of pre-cum juice dribbled from
the slot, staining the inside of his pants.
"Oh, God ..." Ken sighed, his hands moving to hurriedly rip
at his belt and zipper. "Oh, Gwen ... Gwen ..." he moaned as he
felt her hands join his in the frenzied attempt to free his dick
for both their pleasures. Both father and daughter struggled with
his pants, succeeding in ripping both his jeans and shorts down to
mid-thigh, and his hard cock flipped up and out, bobbing in the
air, the strange half-light of the movie screen gleaming on a
gooey-white line of juice oozing down the long shaft from the fat,
gleaming cock-crown.
"Ooooohh, yes! Yes!" Gwen was almost sobbing with passion
now, tearing frantically at his pants to get them down to his
ankles and out of her way as she pushed her supple body back
between his legs. Her hot lips locked around the base of his cock
as it thumped up against his stomach, and she lashed out with her
tongue as she slid her mouth up his long shaft, lapping hungrily
at the line of pre-jizz drool, moving closer and closer to the
source.
When her blazing lips finally slid over his fat cock-head,
Ken thought he was going to explode right there. The sight of his
beautiful young daughter's lips sliding over the flaming head of
his own prick, watching her nostrils flaring and dilating as she
breathed deeply of his man-musk, and then feeling the ecstatic
warmth as she slipped the entire crown into the wet cavity of her
sweetly sucking mouth, all had his passions afire.
Gwen slashed her tongue back and forth in her father's
dribbling cock-slot as she held him captive in her mouth, licking
and slurping up every tiny gooey drop, eager for his great flow of
daddy-jizz, but wanting to prolong the moment as long as she
could. Her cheeks fell in concave as she began sucking in
earnest, shifting her head from side to side, lashing her tongue
around, and all the time working more and more of his long hard
meat into her mouth. Her tightly stretched lips flared wider and
wider as she pushed her face farther down on his long prick. She
mumbled around her mouthful of cock, moist words of love for her
daddy-lover.
Ken was shocked by how much of his penis she was able to
swallow. Inch by fat inch she was forcing the entire joint down
her wet throat, all the while keeping up the incredible suction
action.
When her pert nose finally ground into the coarse hairs at
the base of her father's thick cock, and her stretched lower lip
nuzzled wetly into the great sac of his balls, Gwen stopped her
delicious gobbling and set up a fast in-and-out suction of her
cheeks, keeping the hot cock completely submerged in her face.
After a few seconds, huffing and puffing for breath, she slowly
let his fabulously long schlong slip back out of the warm, wet
depths of her throat, watching as the gleaming red shaft, dripping
with her saliva, slowly slid out from between her lips.
She twisted and turned her head around as she withdrew,
wringing his long cock for all she was worth, giving her father
all the sensual pleasure a cock-loving daughter could.
Reaching the top of his cock again, Gwen let the crimson
crown pop out of her mouth, and his lengthy prick flopped back to
smack into his stomach, the heavy veins marbling the shaft
throbbing with pleasure.
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy..." Gwen sighed, licking her lips, then
leaning forward to lay her face on his trembling prick, rubbing
the juicy shaft into her cheeks, smearing the soft flesh of her
face with the combination of sticky drool and cum on its length.
Then, grabbing the long cock in both hands, she lifted it up from
his stomach, pointing the fat head straight up again, fighting the
incredible stiffness of his erection as she tightly stroked and
jerked the long shaft. As her hands worked loving wonders, her
pouty lips showered the hairy skin of his nuts with wet kisses,
sending new thrills throughout his body. Her pink tongue lovingly
whipped around each of his churning balls, and then one at a time
she plopped them into her mouth and sucked urgently. While
working on his balls, Gwen kept rubbing the greasy shaft of his
cock around and around over her nose and forehead, mashing his
prick between her hands and face.
After giving her father's bloated ball-sac a last lustful
kiss, Gwen turned her head sideways and placed her lips just under
the flaring head of his cock, sucking and nipping gently at the
nerve bundle.
"Oh, shit," Ken groaned with pleasure, reaching out to grab
his daughter's head and flipping his hips in reflex to the
tremendous rush of ecstasy.
Gwen grinned to herself at the reaction she was able to get
from him, then returned her attentions to his cock-head, smacking
and slurping the smooth skin, and swiping her tongue over the slot
every few seconds to sweep away each blob of oozing pre-cum. She
sped up her efforts now, working her mouth all over her father's
gorgeous cock, making love to him with her mouth, lips and tongue.
She slipped her lips down the bottom ridge of his long cock,
slurping and cooing as she slid up and down from crown to balls,
her fingers all still busy jerking and pulling wherever her mouth
wasn't busy. She would nip out with her teeth slightly every once
in a while - not enough to cause pain, but to add different
sensations to his lust-hardened shaft.
Again and again, the talented young girl drew her father up
to the very brink of orgasm, only to move her mouth away for a few
seconds and allow him to cool off, her eyes lighting up at the
sight of his proudly gleaming shaft, hard and wet and all she'd
ever dreamed it would be.
Gwen knew that the longer she was able to stimulate him
without letting him come, the more chance of getting still another
sweet drop as his fatherly-jizz built up. Slipping both hands
around the wide base, she let the fat bulb at the top bounce
against her cheek once again, smearing hot gunk all over her
beautiful face.
"Oh, baby, please ..." Ken said, whispering through clenched
teeth. "Take it all in! Get my rocks off!!"
Gwen smiled up sweetly at the sweat-stained face of her
adoring father, then licked up another thick gob of spunk before
it could drool down the shaft. Then, taking a deep breath, she
leaned over the top of his achingly rigid cock, looked up one last
time at his face, then dropped her head down onto his prick. Her
ovalled lips, slimy with spit and spunk, slipped quickly down and
over the wide head, squeezing tightly as she sank quickly all the
way down the long shaft in one motion, deep-throating him like
he'd never been taken before.
Ken felt it all come to a head as his daughter suddenly
engulfed his stiff prick. In the throes of his own passionate
release he tightened his grasp on her head and shoved upward with
his hips, slamming every last inch of his dork down into her
bulging throat. Gwen closed her eyes tightly and took it all
happily, her cheeks fluttering as she sucked, lustfully loving
every gullet-bursting lunge her father made with his steel-hard
cock. Her beautiful lips spread wide, bashed against the wide root
of his cock, making a slopping, spurty wet sound as she sucked
hungrily, feeling the tremors in his shaft that told her he was
about to make the pay-off to her with a load of daddy-cum.
As the first steaming gob of jism exploded from his cock, Ken
locked his daughter's face into his heaving groin, rubbing his
wiry bush into her cheeks, eyes and nose, his bouncing balls
slamming into her chin as they unloaded their hot wad of baby-
makers. He rotated his hips and shoved up at the same time,
feeding the girl what she was starving for - hot daddy-jizz!
Gwen whinnied ecstatically through her nose as the first
thick blast washed over her throat, and she clamped her lips
tightly around his cock-root, not wanting to lose one precious
drop. Her throat bobbed wildly as she sucked and swallowed every
thick steamy gob.
Blind and deaf to all but his burning release into the taboo
body of his own daughter, Ken felt as if he was literally coming
in buckets. He leaned forward over Gwen's head, snapping his hips
into her face as spurt after spurt sent steaming goo into her
stomach.
Gwen's lips were a perfect oval of pink flesh, sealing mouth
to cock as she slid her lips up and down his orgasming shaft,
wanting to catch some of his hot blasts in her mouth so she could
savor the full flavor of his daddy-jizz.
She suddenly coughed as she tried to take a breath and
swallow the hot flow at the same time, and a thick stream of
slobber-and-cum mixture welled up from around her cock-stuffed
lips before she could clamp them back tight.
"Mmmmuuurrr!" she half-gurgled, half-puffed as she felt the
warm sticky mass drool over her chin, streaming down the front of
her still hard-swallowing throat, and then trickle in white
rivulets down into her expansive cleavage, leaving dark wet spots
on her blouse as it soaked through from within.
Ken was still pumping his hips, but the almost mindless
rutting edge of his orgasm was fading, and he let himself slip
back into the seat, relaxing his grip on his daughter's head. His
entire body was tingling in the fabulous afterglow of an
outstanding climax.
Gwen let his dwindling cock slip from her gooey lips, and lay
her head in her father's lap as she gasped for breath, one hand
still lovingly stroking the sticky length of his prick. She let
her other hand slide up and undo the top button of her blouse,
then slipped inside to rub the sticky stream of sperm into the
flesh of her soft tits.
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy..." she cooed softly into his lap. "You
taste so beautiful!"
Ken absentmindedly stroked her golden hair, his head back and
his eyes shut as he slowly came down to earth from his shattering
orgasmic high. He was suddenly puzzled to hear music, and opening
his eyes realized they were still in the theater, the soundtrack
of the film having intruded back into his passion-bloated mind.
He was suddenly all too clearly aware of their surroundings, and
looked around nervously to see if their frenzied actions had drawn
any attention, but none of the other patrons appeared to have
noticed.
Looking down at his lap, he watched as his daughter slowly
and lovingly lifted his now-spent cock in both hands and tenderly
wiped it clean with her tongue, then did the same thing to his
sticky stomach and thighs, like an erotically transformed
pussycat.
Ken's mind was a jumble of conflicting emotions as he watched
her. That was his own daughter down there, lapping up the last of
his jizz after having sucked his cock into full spurting life. My
own daughter! Ken felt dizzy and nauseous, and hurriedly began
trying to pull his pants back up, leaning over to reach them,
bringing his face close to Gwen's.
"We ... I ..." He stumbled over the words, not really
knowing what he could say to her, and then just pulling her up and
to the side as he fumbled with his clothing, pulling and jerking
it back into place.
Gwen's face had been glowing with pleasure the whole time,
sure she had finally achieved her dream at long last, that this
was just the beginning. But the haunted look of doubt in her
father's eyes, the way he mumbled and wouldn't look at her as they
got up to leave, all cast a pall of gloom over the event.
The entire way home he wouldn't look at her or speak to her,
staring instead steadfastly out the front window of the car.
"Daddy, please ... talk to me!" she said in a halting voice,
reaching out to touch him, then pulling her hand away as though
burned when he shrugged his shoulder to throw her touch away.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cried, tears starting to trickle down her
flushed cheeks. "I ... I love you, Daddy! Don't turn away from me
like this!! Please, say something ... say anything!" Gwen felt
she would even prefer that he rant and rave at her for performing
such an act on her own father, that he do anything at all to show
he felt some kind of response to what they had both so recently
experienced. His cold silence was more frightening and nerve-
wracking than anything else could have been. Gwen couldn't tell
if she had finally broken through to him, and that they might be
able to continue their new-found sexual closeness, or if at any
second he would throw her from his life completely.
The rest of the trip home was spent in stony silence, save
the muffled sobs of the confused young girl, confused and
frightened because she felt she had forever cut herself off from
her one great love.
Chapter 6
When Ken and Gwen had left home, Carol decided she really
should spend some time in her flower garden. But after only half
an hour of stooping and digging in the hot sun, she felt ready for
a cool bath. She hadn't seen anything of Bill since the others
had left, but didn't think too much about it as she climbed the
stairs to the second landing and headed for the bathroom at the
end of the hall.
But almost at the door she stopped, tilting her head to one
side to listen. Coming from behind the partially shut door of the
bathroom were unmistakable low moans and sighs, and an erratic
squeaking noise which she recognized as the rusty hinges on the
toilet seat she'd been trying to get Ken to replace. But she
couldn't understand why the squeaking was so loud and continuous -
almost as though someone were bouncing up and down on the seat.
And the moans and sighs were like the hushed cries of passion that
Ken made whenever they made love. She stepped closer to the door,
moving quietly, wondering what was going on. She was just about
ready to knock on the door when she suddenly realized exactly what
must be happening. The continual squeaking noise, the sighs and
moans - Bill had to be in there, jerking off!
Lowering her hand, she very carefully put her head next to
the edge of the partially open door, peeking with one eye around
the corner, and had to quickly pull back and put a hand over her
mouth to stifle an outcry at what she saw. Her son was seated on
the toilet, completely naked, his clothes in a heap on the floor.
In one hand he held a magazine close to his face and, although she
hadn't been able to make it out, she knew it must be some sort of
porno magazine. But what Carol's eyes had locked on and burned
into her brain was the sight of his other hand hurriedly jerking
up and down on a raging erection. The image was burned into her
mind's eye: her son's thick, crimson-flushed cock jerking about in
his fist, gleaming in the bright fluorescent light of the bathroom
with his spit.
Carol hurried quietly back down the hall and into her room,
quietly closing the door and then leaning against it for support,
her legs suddenly trembling and weak underneath her. Try as she
might, she couldn't get that image of Bill's young, thick cock out
of her mind. What confused and dismayed her was not that she had
seen her own son jerking off, but that the sight had so aroused
her! Her twat was creaming, dribbling moisture down her trembling
legs. She had never ever thought of her own son in such a sexual
way before, but now suddenly she could not rid herself of the lewd
thoughts she was forming in her brain.
She looked across the room at the unmade king-size bed that
she and her husband shared every night, the still-crumpled sheets
a mute testimony to their frenzied lovemaking that very night
before. But in her mind's eye, she saw not her husband Ken, but
her son Bill stretched out naked before her there, his cock
jutting up immense and heavy from his groin, a powerful instrument
of pleasure waiting for her to make use of it. Carol's mouth
watered at the thought of how it would feel to explore such
forbidden lusts.
With a ragged cry, she moved away from the door to the
dresser, leaning forward to stare at herself in the mirror. What
am I thinking of! My own son! But ... so hard, so beautiful! I
... I can't get it out of my mind! Maybe, maybe if I just go back
he'll be finished ... we can talk ...
Unconsciously, she had slipped one hand off the dresser and
into the front of her short robe, a long finger rubbing and
stroking her inflamed clit. The throbbing desire in her cunt grew
hotter and hotter as she stared into her own lustful reflection,
seeing not her face but once again the image of her son, smiling
back at her, his hand wrapped around his fat cock, offering it to
her for her pleasure.
"I've got to face this ..." she sobbed, focusing back in on
her own image and gasping in shocked surprise when she saw the
pure lust radiating from her eyes.
Hurrying from the bedroom, she strode purposefully back down
the hall and, without pausing, pushed open the bathroom door and
walked boldly in, although all her nerves felt on end and sweat
began to coat her as she did so. But she knew she had to face
these feelings and conquer them, one way or the other.
"Mom!" Bill shouted in surprise as the door suddenly burst
open. He had been only a few seconds from coming, but the
surprise of his mother's entrance wilted his thick erection like a
splash of cold water, and he quickly dropped the magazine into his
lap to hide his cock.
"I ... ah ... Jeez, Mom! You could knock or something ..."
he coughed out, squirming uncomfortably on the toilet seat, unable
to look at her.
Emboldened by his nervousness, Carol thrust out one hand,
pointing to the magazine he clutched in his lap. "Just what is
that you have there, young man?" she asked, her voice firm, but
trembling just a bit at the end, betraying ever so slightly her
own nervousness as well.
"I ... nothing, Mom," Bill mumbled, wanting to hide the
incriminating sex magazine, but unable to move it without
revealing his flaccid penis. He looked up at her for the first
time and his eyes widened in surprise. In her hurried rush into
the bathroom, his mother's robe had started to fall open, already
loosened from her frantic gropings in the bedroom. Bill found
himself staring up into the incredibly deep cleavage of her huge
tits, now half-exposed to his eyes. His cock suddenly jerked back
to life beneath the covering magazine.
"Hand it over," Carol ordered, keeping her hand extended
toward him. She had noticed the magazine jump slightly, even
though both of his hands were on top of it, and her mouth grew dry
when she realized the only thing that could have caused it.
"Aw, gee, Mom, I ... I can't!" Bill half-cried, both
embarrassed by being caught beating off, and unable to take his
eyes off his mother's half-bare body.
Carol remained silent, her hand outstretched to him and a
disapproving frown on her face. With an embarrassed sigh, Bill
handed her the magazine and then quickly dropped both his hands
back to cover his groin - no easy task now that his long cock was
almost to its full length. "Can't I put on my pants, Mom?"
"You just sit right there and be quiet, young man," Carol
admonished with faked anger. Her heart was pounding furiously as
she glanced through the slick pages of the magazine. It was
filled with dozens of sharp clear photos of a handsome couple
fucking and sucking. Carol felt her pussy creaming as she looked
at photos of the man's long thick cock being shoved into the
woman's pussy, mouth or ass. Near the back of the magazine she
came across a full-page photo of the girl's face, her features
twisted up in exquisite ecstasy. The sheer sensual power of that
photo shocked Carol more than any of the more graphic ones had.
"She certainly is a beautiful woman," Carol said, folding the
magazine and crossing her arms under her massive breasts, looking
down at her son still squirming uncomfortably before her. "You'd
like to make love to a woman like her, wouldn't you, Billy?"
"I ... I guess so ..." he said, staring at the tile floor.
"Have you been masturbating in here, Bill?"
"Oh, Mom!" Bill started to complain, his cheeks growing
bright-red. "I ... sometimes I just ... I can't help it, Mom!"
Carol licked her lips in lustful anticipation of what she was
about to do, and got down to her knees in front of Bill. The
magazine had helped her decide that it was time to go for broke.
Placing one hand lightly on his knee, she put the other under his
chin and lifted his face to look at her.
"Billy, honey, listen. I hate to know you're abusing
yourself this way. Sex is something beautiful and wonderful
between two people, and not something you should do furtively and
sneakily."
Bill was trembling all over at his mother's gentle touch, her
two hands only lightly resting on his skin, but making his cock
turn into a white-hot steel bar under his protective hands. He
couldn't remember ever being so turned-on before, not even in his
recent heavy fucking session with Gwen. That had been a surprise,
but this was something he had dreamed of for years. Although he
tried not to, he couldn't keep from staring now at his mother's
tits, now falling half out of her robe. His mouth watered at the
sight of her luscious, heavy tits only inches away from him.
"I know you weren't able to ... to relieve yourself before I
found you in here ..." Carol took a deep breath and then the
final plunge. "It really makes me sad to think of you in here,
all alone like this ... would you ... would you like me to do it
for you?"
Once started, she found the words coming in a flood. "Would
you like me to finish what got started by this pretty lady in
here? Would you like that, Billy?" As she spoke she was slowly
sliding her hand up onto his thigh.
"Mom! I ... what do you ...?" Billy couldn't believe the
words he was hearing, the look of lust now blazing powerfully in
his mother's eyes. As her hand stroked his muscular thigh, all he
could say was, "Do ... do you mean it?"
"Of course, honey. I know how it is for a young man, all
that passion with no release ..." Carol inched her hand ever
farther up his thigh, her eyes locked on her son's. "I'm just as
pretty as that lady in the pictures, aren't I, Billy?"
"Yes," he managed to croak through his suddenly dry throat.
He was now aware of her hands on top of his. She gently but
firmly grasped him by the wrists.
"So, there's no reason you should have to do this all by
yourself, is there? Let mother help you."
She pulled his hands away, and as his fully erect cock sprang
up long and hard, Carol's eyes opened wide. "Oh, Billy," she cooed
almost breathlessly, "what a marvelous cock you have, darling
boy!" She dropped his wrists and instantly wrapped both her hands
around his hot, thick prick. Her pussy gave a spasm of arousal at
finally making contact, and Carol felt a trickle of her juices run
down her inner thighs.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" Bill moaned, spreading his legs apart,
unconsciously starting to thrust his hips forward in a silent
offering of his hard raging prick to his mother's skillful hands.
Carol began a slow, tender caress of his steel-hard pole of
youthful flesh. She slid her tightly clasping digits slowly up
and down the long, throbbing shaft, watching her son squirm with
pleasure as she worked wonders on his young penis.
"You've got such a nice, long cock, Billy. Just like your
father," she grinned. "I do this for him, too, you know."
Bill could hardly believe how things were turning out. He
had hardly expected things to turn out like this, yet here he was,
his own mother lovingly stroking his dick, slowly bringing him to
a fever pitch of passion.
"I know how hard it is for a man once he gets an erection if
he doesn't find relief somehow. And this is such a big, heavy
erection," she sighed, letting her head drop a little lower into
his lap so that her breath flowed warmly over his belly, her eyes
intently studying the bloated red crown of his cock.
"Oh, yeah," Bill sighed. "I want to come so bad I can taste
it!"
"Do you want me to leave you alone so you can finish, Billy?"
she asked him, suddenly releasing his cock and letting her hands
drop away. His unrestrained prick bobbed about freely in the air,
standing up like a third leg from his groin.
"Mom, please!" he said with a grimace of pain on his face as
she moved back. "Grab it again! It feels so good when you do
it!"
"Mothers always know best, dear," she laughed. "I should
probably hate myself for this, but I just can't resist your
gorgeous cock!" Reaching up between his legs again, she grabbed
his bulky prick and began to jerk more vigorously on the shaft,
making his breath come in rapid-fire bursts as he got hotter and
hotter.
"Oh, Mom, Mom..." Bill moaned, sliding his hips up and down
now, pushing his cock through her tight fingers, working faster
and faster. "You're one hell of a prick-handler, Mom!"
Carol just smiled and continued massaging his flailing meat,
aroused by both the feel and smell of her own aroused son, fully
in her control, his youthful prick ramming back and forth in her
hand as she pumped on his inflated meat shaft. The bloated crown
was glowing darker now, and she could see his fat balls churning
with their hot load.
Bill could stand it no longer, his lifelong dream was coming
true, and he could control the end no more. "Oh, yeah, I'm gonna
come!" he shouted, gripping the sides of the toilet tightly in his
fists, and bouncing his hips up and down on the squealing seat to
drive his cock into her fingers, fucking his mother's fist.
"Yessss," Carol hissed excitedly, her eyes never leaving the
head of his cock. "Come for me, my little man! Shoot your
gorgeous hot cum all over my hand!"
"Here it comes, Mom!" he screamed and, with a last convulsion
of his hips, sent the burning load of his youthful balls barreling
into his cock.
Carol squeezed with delight as the first hot, heavy stream of
jizz burst into view, her wildly jerking hand sending it flying
everywhere in the bathroom in gleaming droplets. Thick gobs fell
onto her exposed breasts, oozing down her silken skin to leave
gleaming cum tracks.
"Come for me, Billy, come for momma ..." she giggled as she
kept beating his hot meat shaft, coaxing out jet after hot jet of
jism.
Bill watched in awe as she lowered her head and pointed his
pumping cock at her own face, taking his cum juice onto her facial
features and into her wide-open mouth, drinking her son's sperm.
"Hot and sweet," she cooed as his cock finally came to a
shuddering halt. The room and both their bodies were sprayed with
droplets of his steamy semen, and never releasing her grip on his
still-erect cock, Carol leaned forward and happily licked every
drop of juice off her scion's belly. Digging her tongue into his
navel, she scooped up one last thick dollop of his salty jizz,
then smacked her lips with pleasure.
"You're your father's son, all right! That was a hell of a
load, and sweet to eat!" Bill was still amazed to hear his own
mother talking so openly about sex, but the effect was great.
She let her free hand roam over her own thighs as she knelt
between Bill's legs, still gently pumping his thick cock. Her
pussy was pulsing unmercifully now, demanding her attention. She
untied the belt of her robe and let it drop to the floor. Cool
air wafted over her naked flesh, but did nothing to soothe the
fiercely pounding blood coursing through her veins, the burning in
her cunt. What she really needed to put out her lustful fire was
the fleshy hose of her own horny son.
Looking up, she could see her own face in the huge wall
mirror behind the sink. Her beautiful face, flushed and damp with
perspiration and sperm, reflected her own inner turmoil. She had
just jerked off her own son, had licked up his hot cum juices, and
loved every second of it!
In a way, she felt guilty because she actually felt no guilt
over what she had done. She felt it had been something beautiful
and fulfilling. She started to slowly rise to her feet now,
letting her robe drop away completely from her lush body.
Bill watched in awe as his mother stood up in front of him,
totally nude, every curve and valley of her luscious body only
inches from his face. She had to release his cock as she stood,
and the still-erect sex organ pointed up proudly toward the center
of her long limber legs, to the thick growth of dark hair on her
love mound, and higher still to the erotically out-thrusting
globes of her huge breasts.
Bill's eyes locked on the swollen lips of her pussy, gleaming
wet and slippery with the juices of her arousal.
Carol moaned softly, and her right hand slid across her thigh
to bury itself in that dripping mound. "Mmmm, I'm so hot, Billy!
So hot!" Bill was hypnotized by the sight of his mother thrusting
one long finger again and again into her steamy cunt, frigging
herself only inches from his face.
"I've gotta have you, Mom!" he cried out, reaching forward
and throwing his arms around her waist, pulling her toward him
hungrily.
Carol let herself be dragged forward, slipping her wet digits
from her snatch to grab his strong shoulders, and opening her
thighs wide as she settled down onto his lap. His thick cock was
trapped between their hot bodies, the long length of the jerking
shaft nestling into the wet lips of her fur-framed cunt. Mother
and son clung together tightly, squirming and panting in frenzied
passion.
"Oh yes, yes," Carol murmured. "Fuck me, Billy! Fuck your
loving mother!" The fevered slit of her quim sucked at his cock
like a nether mouth, covering the shaft with her warm womanly
juices. Carol sucked in a sudden sharp breath as the crown of his
prick suddenly grazed over the stiff, swollen bud of her clit.
"AAAAHH!" she breathed loudly, tensing her hips and grinding
harder into him as the electric shock of pure pleasure radiated
out from her nubbin.
Her head rolled about weakly in passion, and both mother and
son gave little sighs and moans of incestuous lust. Carol raised
herself up slightly, pushing up from his lap so that his long cock
slid down over her greasy slit, gradually sliding lower in the
lips and nearing the tender, tight opening leading up into her hot
fuck channel. Her mouth formed into a silent "O" of passion as
his thick prick caressed through the sensitive flesh, but she knew
she couldn't long deny the piercing thrusts deep within her greedy
snatch.
"Unngh!" Bill moaned as he felt his cock slide into the
slippery hole of her pussy slot, then rammed forward to drive hard
and strong into his mother's cunt. "Oh, Christ! Mom!! Yeah!!"
"So good - so good!" Carol was moaning as he crammed her full
of hard cock, her hands clawing feverishly at his head. His stiff
pecker pried farther into her, the firm, educated flesh of her
cunt sucking and dragging on it, and the small bathroom filled
with the wet sucking sounds of their wildly hot fucking.
Bill buried his face in her giant tits as he fucked upward
for all he was worth, stuffing his mother to bursting with his
monster cock. Licking and sucking on the warm, smooth flesh of
her mammoth tits, the thought that he was actually fucking his own
mother was almost enough to make him blow his balls right then and
there. She was so hot around his prick, so warm, so incredibly
wet!
"OOoohh!! Aaahh!" she sighed, working her hips in circles
and bouncing up and down on his powerful thighs, pressing her
aching flesh even more forcefully against his young prick. "Oh,
Billy!! Do it to me!! Oh my sweet, sweet baby! Give it all to
your loving momma!!"
Bill was eagerly cramming her as full as he could, his cock
buried balls-deep now, jerking and thrusting about in her hot
snatch. With his mouth sucking hungrily on one throbbing nipple
and his cock buried in her thrilling cunt, Bill could have died
happily right there.
Carol's mind focused on the image of the beautifully sculpted
cock she had held just moments before, and she could imagine that
bloated purple cockhead buried deep inside her cunt. Her own
loving son was rubbing that blazing tip of his cock into her most
intimate flesh. The exciting image was intoxicating enough to send
still another electric charge of pleasure throughout her body.
The tremors seemed to flow upward to her nipples, and the cherry-
red tips hardened and throbbed between Bill's sucking, slippery
lips.
"MMMM!!" she moaned, thrusting her hips down hard, wanting to
have him totally in her snatch, digging his balls into her splayed
labia.
"Oh, darling! Darling Billy, fuck me! I've got to have you
- I can't help myself! Aiee! Yes! Yes!!"
Bill let one hand drop from her ripe breasts and squeezed it
between their bumping, sweating bodies, his hand closing in on the
ripe, tingling bud of her clitoris as his cock continued sawing in
and out of her snatch. As he worked at her stiff button of lust
with his fingers, his mother stiffened every muscle in her body
and thrust forward again. Massive tremors shook her from head to
foot, and she crushed his head into her wildly jumping breasts as
her breath whistled through passion-twisted lips.
"Unngh! I'm coming ... COMING!!" she panted. "Ohhh, sweet,
sweeetttt cummmmMMMMMMM!!!"
Bill felt her pussy spasming around his burning cock shaft as
she suddenly broke into a tidal wave of orgasmic pleasure, and the
rippling woman-flesh squeezing and kneading his already over-
excited prick sent him back into the throes of ecstasy as well.
"Yeah! Oh Mom, MOM!" he shouted into her breasts, suddenly
whipping both his hands around to brutally grasp her thrusting
asscheeks and hold her down onto his jerking cock. "I'm coming in
you! Fuck!! FucckkkkKKKKKK!!"
Carol held herself in the strained position, every muscle
stretched to the limit as she felt his cock blasting forth its
load of white-hot cum, flooding her snatch with love juice.
Bill's shouts into her tits sent little after-tremors of pleasure
through her as she came down off her orgasmic high.
Bill was thrashing about wildly as he spent his seed inside
her, caught up in the joy of fucking his own mother, and his elbow
accidentally struck the flush lever of the toilet. Somehow the
loud sound of the sudden rushing water, coupled with her son's
youthful, incestuous cock pumping her full of his gooey jizz, sent
Carol suddenly back again over the brink and into yet a second
bone-busting orgasm!
As the last tingles of delight slowly ebbed from her cunt,
she slumped forward limply into his arms.
"Oh Billy, Bill ..." she sighed, catching her breath. "I know
we shouldn't have, but now that it's done, I'm not sorry."
Bill gently kneaded the firm flesh of his mother's ass, his
cock still lying warm and tingling in her syrupy hole. He had
finally done it! Finally gotten into his mother's burning snatch.
And where there was a first time, there would have to be many,
many more!
Chapter 7
On Monday morning both men had to leave early, Bill for
school and Ken off to work, so that by the time Gwen awoke and
shuffled downstairs, only she and her mother were left in the
house.
"Gwen honey, are you okay?" Carol inquired as her daughter
flopped listlessly down on a chair in the kitchen, staring with
reddened eyes into the steaming coffee cup her mother had set
before her.
Gwen had spent most of the night split between tossing
restlessly and crying. When Bill had crawled into bed with her,
his insatiable young cock hard and eager for her body, Gwen had
tried to respond but it had been no good. She had confessed to
him tearfully about her bungled experience with their father that
day, and her fears that because of it she may have pushed him away
from her forever. Her father had not spoken a single word to her
that entire evening, but she'd seen him polish off quite a few
drinks as he stared unseeingly at the television.
All through her tearful confession Bill had held her lightly
to him while she sobbed on his shoulder. He didn't mention his
own lusty episode with their mother, figuring that his own success
would only make Gwen's situation seem all the more hopeless to
her. And neither had he been able to come up with any kind of
helpful solution to her worries. Gwen's sobs had finally slowed,
her trembling body stilled, and with a light kiss on her forehead
Bill returned to his own bed.
An hour later he came groggily out of a deep sleep when he
felt the mattress creak beside him, and felt her hands stroking
his body, her own warm form snuggling in close to him.
"I'm sorry I stopped you at first, Billy," she had whispered,
kissing him with the more-than-sisterly passion she had shown the
first night. "You've been so good to me, and I love you so much.
Please make love to me, little brother - help me forget about
Daddy!"
They fucked for almost an hour, Bill starting out slowly and
gently with much stroking and whispers, and then building her
arousal with his tireless mouth working on her juicy twat.
Finally ending with him almost violently fucking his sister
doggie-fashion, Gwen gasping with pleasure at his every deeply-
penetrating thrust, finally losing herself in a world of pure
physical pleasure.
But that morning she awoke in tears again, still thinking of
her failure with her father, and fears of having lost him for all
time, not simply as the lover she had dreamed of, but even now as
her father.
"Let's go shopping, honey," Carol said. "We've got the whole
day to ourselves, and I've been wanting to get out of the house -
your being here is my perfect excuse!"
Although still feeling depressed, Gwen agreed to join her
mother, hoping that a day of shopping would serve to take her mind
off her father just as, in a definitely different way, her
frenzied fucking with Bill had helped her that previous night.
But she found that strangely her mother was no help in that
regard - if anything, she was making matters worse, for somehow as
they traveled around from store to store and mail to mall, Carol
always managed to work their conversation back to sex and the men
in Gwen's life.
"I've never heard you talking so openly about sex before,
Mom," Gwen finally said as they strolled through a local
neighborhood mall. "Why this sudden interest in my sex life?"
"We're both a little older and wiser, Gwen honey. You know I
never talked with you very much about sex and men when you were
growing up. But the times are changing." She suddenly stopped
and grabbed Gwen's arm, pointing to the shop they were just
passing. "Here, see, a perfect example!"
They had come upon a small Frederick's of Hollywood lingerie
shop, the windows filled with exquisitely constructed mannequins
dressed in the frilliest and most diaphanous of gowns and dresses.
Carol laughed and glanced about the crowded mall with people
of all ages wandering about, shopping. "Here we are in a public
mall and they're showing things in this window that could only be
ordered from the backs of magazines some years ago." She stepped
behind Gwen and placed her hands on her shoulders, guiding her
into the store. "Let's see what they've got!"
Laughing happily, Carol steered Gwen around the shop, looking
over the array of tantalizing clothing, gauzy nightgowns and
frilly underwear. They both giggled at Gwen's observation that
the price of the garments seemed to go up in proportion to the
smaller the amount of material in an outfit.
"Let's try some of these on," Carol said, pulling a baby-doll
gown off the rack and holding it up in front of Gwen.
"Oh, Mom, I don't need anything - besides, I don't wear
anything when I go to bed anyway!"
Carol raised her eyebrows in mock surprise. "Indeed? My
little girl sleeps in the nude? You really haven't told me
anything about your love life, but every woman should have some
kind of frilly bit of nothing to wear at night for her special
man."
Selecting a long flowing gown of gauzy black silk for
herself, Carol asked the young salesgirl where they could try on
the outfits. Gwen complained again but only half-heartedly,
enjoying herself, her mother's playful mood lifting her from the
gloomy clouds she'd started the day in. And she found she was
curious to feel what it would be like to dress up in a sexy outfit
her mother had selected for her.
They followed the salesgirl through a beaded curtain doorway
into a small room behind the sales counter. A square waiting room
with several chairs and small sofas, it was lined on three sides
by a number of small doors, each leading into a separate dressing
room. The fourth end of the small room was one single large
floor-to-ceiling mirror.
"With the kind of outfits we sell here you can't put them on
and then walk out into the store to look at them, so you can use
this small waiting room to move around in after you change," the
pretty young salesgirl said.
"You can use this room, ma'am," she said, directing Carol to
one of the doors. Carol winked at her daughter over the girl's
shoulder. Gwen grinned and stuck out her tongue, and both women
laughed.
At the next door down, the girl opened it but stood in the
doorway to hold it open. "You can use this one to change in,
sweetie," she said to Gwen.
Gwen had to squeeze past the girl to enter the small cubicle,
and she could feel the girl's warm breath on the back of her neck
as she passed.
"If you need any help, just let me know." Gwen turned to say
thanks, and as the salesgirl closed the door she licked her lips
seductively and added, "Anything at all now, honey."
Gwen slipped out of her clothing, feeling wickedly naughty as
she stood totally nude in the small cubicle for a moment before
starting to slip into the wisps of material that made up the baby-
doll outfit.
The top was a sleeveless blouse of sheer black silk, the
bottom coming to an end just at her rolling hips. A single small
clasp at the front held it together just beneath her breasts, and
as the tightly stretched fabric slipped and slithered over her
abundant tits, the delicious friction of her nipples had them
standing up hard and aroused, poking boldly through the thin silk.
The material molded like a second skin to the beautiful globes of
her breasts, showing off much more than it was concealing.
The panties proved to be more difficult. She slipped the
cool fabric slowly up her long shapely legs, the silken touch
raising goosebumps of sensual pleasure. She was starting to think
her mother was right, this was even better than being nude! A
small triangle of the same sheer black silk fit snugly into her
crotch, cupping her pussy mound and molding itself to her crack
just as it had to her tits. Gwen suddenly wondered if this
particular outfit had ever been tried on before, if it had
snuggled up so lovingly to any other females, caressing their cunt
lips with its cool slickness. The thought sent an erotic shiver
up her spine, and she pulled up on the sides, not much more than
strings, higher on her hips to nestle her burning twat tighter
into the smooth silk. But try as she might, she couldn't get the
panties to sit comfortably on her well-rounded buttocks, the
material in the rear bunching up in her crack whenever she moved.
A soft knocking at the door of the dressing stall made her
look up. "Gwen honey, are you dressed yet?" her mother asked from
outside the door.
"Just about, Mom," she said, returning to her efforts to
twist the uncooperative panties into place. The constant tugging
and pulling of the tightly stretched fabric over the lips of her
twat was starting to turn her on. "Everything fits fine except
for the panties. I think they may have put the wrong size in with
the top."
"Open the door and let me see if I can help," Carol offered
from outside.
Gwen undid the latch and stepped back in the tiny dressing
stall to let the door swing inward. When her mother walked in,
Gwen thought for sure her eyes would pop out of her head at the
sight. She'd never seen her mother look so beautiful, or so sexy.
The gauzy black floor-length gown flowed about Carol's
voluptuous body like a shifting dark mist, both totally revealing
and yet teasingly concealing. The neckline scooped low, and a
subtle use of elastic at the bodice brought Carol's huge tits up
and pressed together, forming two ripe, perfect globes of flesh.
Her flushed, smooth skin showed up brightly against the shimmering
black of the gown, and held together formed an incredibly deep
erotic cleavage. Gwen realized with a start that her mouth was
literally watering at the view of her mother's magnificent tits
presented so erotically, the twin fat nipples etched boldly in the
black silk.
It was an even greater shock when, stepping farther back to
give her mother room to enter, that Gwen felt her cunt juices
start to dribble down the inside of her thigh. She was hot!
Carol shut the door behind her and replaced the latch, then
turned to her daughter. Her own body cried out to her just as
Gwen's was as she ran her eyes over her daughter's lush body clad
in the barest of coverings. She watched with fascination as Gwen's
young, full breasts bounced up and down with the young beauty's
quickening breath.
Mother and daughter looked up at one another, eyes locking.
Carol felt a tremor of sexual tension shoot up her back, then
tried to keep her voice steady when she spoke.
"You said you were having trouble, honey?" she managed to
ask, her voice hoarse with passion.
"It's these panties, they just don't fit right," Gwen
grimaced as she tugged at the tiny strip of silk cloth, trying to
settle it comfortably over her lush rounded buttocks. This sudden
arousal she felt at the sight and closeness of her own mother had
her confused, and she kept her eyes lowered, concentrating on the
garment.
"Turn around," Carol said, studying the way the tiny panties
fit. "No wonder, you're trying to spread them too far." Carol
felt yet another tremor as she feasted on the sight of her
daughter's gorgeous thrusting buttocks, firm and proud globes of
woman-flesh.
"What do you mean?" Gwen asked, turning back to face her.
Again she felt almost uncomfortably aware of her mother's nearly
nude body in the small room, aware of the scent of her body. And
then with a start, she realized what that scent was - arousal!
Carol continued, fighting for control, "I've seen these
before; they're meant to fit your rear like one of those 'lift and
separate' type bras."
Gwen screwed her face up in a laughing frown. "A bra for
your butt?"
"Almost!" her mother laughed. "You've got to let it slip
between your cheeks to pull them up. I told you these were very
sexy nighties!" Moving forward she put her arms around Gwen's
waist. "Here, let me help you with it, honey."
Their faces were only a scant few inches away from each other
now, and Gwen found she was holding her breath as she felt her
mother's cool hands slide down over her hips and gently move
across her trembling asscheeks, smoothing out the scanty panties
and tucking them into her moist crack.
Carol grinned at her daughter and lightly cupped a thrusting
ass cheek in each hand. "Just like a pair of tits," she tenderly
whispered, not moving her hands away, but leaning in even closer
to the girl.
Gwen looked deep into her mother's sparkling eyes, saw her
red lips open slightly, and could feel her fingers digging
slightly into the warm flesh of her behind. The scent of her
lightly perfumed body, the warmth of her touch, all were too much
for the girl. As her mother leaned in even closer, their breasts
brushed over each other's, and Gwen's nipples shot out like twin
bullets, fully aroused. She moved her head forward, then quickly
closed her eyes and pressed her mouth lightly to her mother's.
Carol closed her own eyes, tightening her grip on her
daughter's firm ass as she returned the first hesitant kiss. For
a moment they held it, their lips only pressed together gently.
Then Gwen pulled back her head.
"Mom ..." she began, her voice barely a whisper, her moist
lips only an inch from her mother's. "I ... I don't know..."
"It's all right, baby," Carol cooed gently, kissing Gwen on
the tip of her nose. She pulled her hands in slightly, pressing
their groins together, and saw a little tremble pass over her
daughter's gorgeous face. "Go with the feelings, Gwen."
Again their lips came together, but this time Carol opened
her mouth and kissed her daughter voraciously, thrusting her
tongue into the young girl's mouth. With a moan of unreleased
passion, Gwen put her arms around her mother's shoulders and
returned the hungry kiss, opening her mouth wide. Sighing and
gasping, the two women sucked and licked at each other, while
pressing their fabulous bodies tightly together.
"Oh Gwen, Gwen ..." Carol sighed as she moved her mouth away
from her young daughter's mouth to trail her lips down her neck.
"You're such a beautiful young lady..."
Gwen shut her eyes and let her head fall back as her mother's
lips worked at the silky flesh of her throat, raising goosebumps
all over her flesh. She felt like she was caught up in the
ultimate erotic dream. She had come home determined to seduce her
father, but seemed to have bungled that completely, and now she
was ending up making love with both her brother and her mother!
It was all too strange to think about, especially with her
mother's hot lips and tongue moving over her flesh.
Now that she had finally made the first big move, Carol could
barely contain her passions. She quickly shrugged off her own
negligee, bumping into the walls of the tiny dressing stall as she
struggled to free her body completely.
Gwen stared as though in a trance at her mother's huge,
heaving tits bouncing so close to her, and her mouth watered at
those giant melons. She knew she had to hold them, taste them.
She'd never thought of a woman as a sexual partner before, but
suddenly it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to be
seduced by her own mother.
Carol meanwhile was now reaching out for Gwen, stripping off
her baby-doll nightie, and in her eagerness to remove the tight-
fitting g-string panties had torn the thin side-straps. "Going to
have to buy these after all," she giggled under her breath as she
let the ripped garment fall to the floor. She ran her hands all
over her daughter's trembling body, exploring the young flesh,
cupping both firm, out-thrusting, youthful tits and squeezing,
bringing a moan of pleasure from Gwen.
"Oh, God, Mom ..." Gwen moaned, and threw her arms around her
mother. The feel of her own breasts mashing into her mother's
huge tit mounds sent more tremors through her, and then Carol
pressed her hips forward, and their furry cunts were grinding
slowly and sensuously together.
Carol grinned as she felt the warm, wet juices flowing down
from her daughter's twat, mingling with her own as they bumped
their snatches together. She sought her daughter's pouting mouth
again with a passionate kiss, and Gwen returned it eagerly,
darting her tongue into her mother's hot oral cavern.
For a long time they stood clutching at each other in the
tight stall, breathing heavily and making little sighs and moans
around each other's sucking lips, while grinding their bodies
together, straining to make as much contact of hot flesh to hot
flesh as humanly possible. Their boobs mashed and heaved around
one another, the nipples locking in an erotic fencing match, and
their groins twisting and mashing together. Gwen lifted up one
long leg and threw it around her mother's driving hips, bringing
their dripping twats into even closer contact.
"I've got to taste you, baby!" Carol gasped as she broke
their kiss with a wet smack. Gwen's eyes were bright with arousal
as she realized what her mother wanted. She's going to eat my
pussy! My own mother wants to go down on me!
There was barely room to move in the tiny room, and as Gwen
moved back, her knees hit the small stool set against the wall,
and she fell backwards with a thud into the wall. This position
caused her legs to spread so that she could keep her balance,
while thrusting her hips up and out as her back and shoulders
leaned against the wall.
Her mother licked her lips and dived downward onto Gwen's
body, her mouth latching onto the young girl's tits, sucking like
a sex maniac at the hard nubbins of her nipples.
"Oh, so good, so gooodddd ..." Gwen hissed through clenched
teeth as her mother sucked and drooled on her tits, her hands
squeezing the firm young flesh, pressing the mounds together as
she licked the hot skin.
Carol was in seventh heaven as she feasted on her beautiful
daughter's body. Her firm, unblemished bosom tasted slightly
salty from the thin sheen of sex-sweat that had broken out on the
aroused girl. It was a taste Carol loved almost as much as that
of cock or pussy!
With a grin, she dropped to her knees, heading for her
ultimate goal of Gwen's warm, juicy twat. On her knees with her
own back to the wall, her feet cramped up under her, Carol's
daughter's pungent cunt was only inches from her panting mouth.
She put her hands on Gwen's hips, then leaned forward and sucked
in a mouthful of her dripping labia.
"Oh MOM!" Gwen cried out in passion as her mother sucked
frantically on her hot cunt. She was doing it, actually eating
out her twat! The thought that it was her own mother's talented
tongue and mouth lapping at her twat was almost as big of a turn-
on as what she was doing.
Carol hummed and slobbered happily at her female offspring's
fragrant pussy, lashing the inflamed sex slit with her wet tongue,
then digging it deep inside the hot hole to lap up Gwen's juicy
sexual ooze. Gwen found herself heaving and tossing her hips
forward into her beautiful mother's face, mashing her cunt hard to
her demanding mouth. She raised her hands and gripped her
mother's head, holding her tightly to her groin.
Rolling her head back and forth against the wall, she could
only moan and groan in undisguised joy as her mother munched on
her twat with all the gusto and skill of a real muff-lover. No
man had ever been able to bring her to such a peak so quickly with
his mouth.
Gwen could feel the delicious spasms starting that signaled a
surging orgasm on the way, and she spread her legs wider apart,
now humping her hips back and forth, fucking herself onto her
mother's tireless tongue.
"MMmmmmm, Gwen, mmmumph ... good ..." Carol's muffled voice
sounded from her daughter's cunt. She lapped hungrily at the
young woman-flesh, slurping up the girl's hot creams, sucking on
her inflamed clit, lashing it with the tip of her tongue, then
dropping back down to slide her lips all over the flushed twat
lips in a soulful lesbian kiss.
There was a sudden sharp rapping on the door behind them, and
both women froze in sudden panic. Gwen's eyes opened wide and fell
on the door latch, which hung unhooked. She suddenly felt as
though her heart was going to break out of her chest as it sped up
in panic.
"Excuse me, Miss?" came a muffled voice from outside the
dressing room. "Are you all right in there? I thought I heard a
thud."
Carol raised her head to look up at her daughter, who was
staring down at her in panic. Carol could see her chest heaving,
the girl's full breasts bouncing up and down above her in her
alarm.
Quickly rising to her feet she put one hand over Gwen's mouth
and moved her own wet lips next to her daughter's ear.
"Don't panic, baby," she whispered. "They don't know I'm in
here. Tell her you dropped your purse."
Gwen's eyes were still wide with fear as she stared at her
mother, but she shook her head in acknowledgment. Carol took away
her hand and the young girl took a quick gulp of air, trying to
halt the hammering of her heart, sure it must be audible
throughout the entire store.
"I ..." she squeaked out, then coughed and continued in a
normal, although slightly hoarse, voice. "I'm fine, thanks. I
... I just dropped my purse."
There were a few seconds of silence, with both Gwen and Carol
literally holding their breath, and then the voice outside
replied, "All right, Miss. Hope I didn't bother you."
Mother and daughter remained pressed together noiselessly,
listening to the salesgirl's muffled footfalls moving away. When
they could no longer hear them, Gwen reached up and collapsed into
her mother's arms with a loud gasp.
"Jesus!" she sighed, her head on the woman's shoulders. "I
thought that was it for sure!" With her panic subsiding, she was
again becoming aware of her mother's naked body, pressed so
tightly to hers. She had fallen away from her orgasmic peak and
now felt frustrated and incredibly horny. She grinned to herself
as she recalled the blatant come-on the salesgirl had made
earlier. Gwen had been shocked then, but now here she was getting
it on with her own mother!
"We can't move in here, baby," Carol whispered in her ear,
letting one hand stroke down her daughter's back and slip into the
caress of her ass crack. Gwen shivered with pleasure at the light
touch.
"Hurry up and get dressed and let's get back home," Carol
suggested. She lifted Gwen's head off her shoulder and held her
face between both hands, staring into her daughter's eyes. "I've
got a lot of things to show you, baby ... things you've never
dreamed of!"
Both mother and daughter mashed their mouths together again
in a long, sucking, frenzied kiss. Gwen's heart was still racing,
but from arousal now rather than fear.
Carol quickly gathered up her own gown and tugged it on.
Then, with a light touch of her palm to Gwen's cheek, she smiled
and slipped out of the stall to return to her own dressing stall.
Gwen stood staring at the closed door for a moment after her
mother had left, then slowly sank down into the stall, her mind in
a whirl.
My mother! I've just made it with my own mother! She had
never even thought about lesbian sex before, and here she was, not
only making it with another woman, and not only making it with her
mother - but she was eagerly looking forward to getting back home
to privacy to continue this incestuous Sapphic match! She wanted
to taste her mother's body just as Carol had feasted on her own.
She glanced toward the mirror at herself, and saw a creature of
pure animal passion looking back.
Her lithe body, even collapsed onto the stool, radiated
sexuality, her whole body flushed with passion. Her beautiful
blonde hair was in wild disarray, while the smaller pelt of blonde
curls at her groin glimmered moistly, framing her bright-pink
fully aroused cunt.
But it was her eyes that really gave her away. Looking into
their bright-blue depths she saw only the need and want of sex,
sex and more sex. Gwen now realized that she had been born to
make love, to use her body as a real instrument of pleasure. She
wasn't going to give up on her father - she knew now that she'd
never be satisfied until she had him just as she had had all the
other men in her life.
And women, she laughed inwardly, slipping one hand down to
stroke her juicy cunt lips. After a little shiver of pleasure
passed over her, she stood up and quickly began slipping back into
her own clothing.
Chapter 8
In the car on the way home - packages in back containing the
two nightgowns, the tears carefully hidden when purchased - Gwen
was overcome with curiosity to find out how her mother had been
first turned-on to lesbian lovemaking.
"It wasn't that long ago, Gwen," her mother grinned, dropping
one hand from the wheel to momentarily run it over her daughter's
exposed thigh.
"Who was it who ... well, who turned you on?" Gwen asked, her
eyes open wide.
"Eileen Linke," Carol said with a smile.
"Eileen?" Gwen gasped. "You mean our next-door neighbor?
But ... but she's been married for years - she has three kids!"
Carol threw back her head and laughed loudly at her
daughter's reaction. She turned and smiled, "If you'll think
about it for a second, that has very little to do with it, baby-
doll!"
"What? I ... oh, yeah..." Gwen suddenly realized what her
mother meant and blushed in embarrassment.
"I'm not a lesbian, Gwen," her mother continued. "And I don't
think you're one, either. Since Eileen introduced me to sex with
a woman I've enjoyed making it with women as much as with men, but
I don't think any more so. I'm a bi-sexual honey - I love
everyone!"
"Yeah," Gwen said again, thinking back to the first night
when she'd watched her parents making such passionate love.
"But how did it happen that first time, Mom?" she pressed on,
eager for all the details so she could compare them to her own
experience.
"Well, for a couple of months before we actually did
anything, I noticed that Eileen was inviting me over more and more
often during the day when both our husbands were at work and all
the kids at school."
"At first I took it as just friendly neighborliness. We'd
drink coffee and talk, or watch the soaps together in the
afternoon."
"Eileen always seemed to be wearing next to nothing - shorty
robes with nothing underneath, or tiny bikinis, things like that.
She said she always felt freer with less clothes on, said she
figured she was a closet nudist or something.
"You know that she has a beautiful body, and after a few
weeks I found myself starting to watch her as she moved, admiring
the turn of her legs, or the swell of her breasts. At first, I
thought it was just the attraction I've always had to beautiful
women, sort of an I-wish-I-looked-like-that type of attitude."
"Eileen found all sorts of ways to brush against me whenever
we were together, or to grasp my arm or leg when we were talking
on the sofa. It always seemed perfectly innocent at the time, so
I figured she was just one of those overly demonstrative people
who are always touching you when they talk to make their point."
"Then I noticed that I was touching her back more than I
normally do. This was all happening over a long time, and I never
really thought too much of it at the time. It was only looking
back later that I could see the pattern in everything that was
happening."
"After a while I took to wearing as little as I could during
our daily visits, at Eileen's insistence. She never came right
out front with her feelings about me beyond friendship, but her
touches were more lingering, often turning into caresses. And I
found I was really enjoying it. I knew about lesbianism, but I
didn't honestly think of either one of us in those terms. I was
probably subconsciously holding back my feelings about her, so it
all just seemed like harmless flirtation."
"Then one day when I went over after lunch as usual and
knocked at the back door, I waited for a bit but there was no
answer. When she didn't come to the door, I opened it and went
inside. I thought she might have been somewhere else in the house
and just hadn't heard me knocking. I called her name again, and
this time heard a reply."
"'Carol honey, is that you?' It sounded like she was
upstairs, so I headed for the back stairway. Believe me, my heart
was pounding like crazy now. I kept thinking suddenly of all
those little hints she had been dropping about how attracted she
was to me, and at that moment I couldn't have sworn that the
feeling wasn't mutual. Somehow I just felt as if things were all
coming to a peak that day."
"I'm in the bathroom; come on in." I heard her again when I
got to the second floor. With my heart threatening to burst out
of my chest, I opened the bathroom door and went inside."
"I was shocked into standing like a statue, just staring at
her. I had honestly thought she might be in there just cleaning
up, or fixing her laundry. But she was stark-naked, stretched
wide and invitingly in the bathtub. My mouth suddenly felt dry,
but my panties were getting soaked when my pussy started
creaming."
"Eileen has a fabulous body. She had her hair piled up on
her head to keep it dry, and her whole tanned, slender body was
gleaming, half-covered with water. She has small breasts, but
perfectly round little globes, with nipples that pointed up and
out erotically. She kept shifting her legs back and forth
slightly, splashing the water and pulling my attention down to her
submerged pussy."
"While I watched, she arched her back, raising her ass off
the bottom of the tub and bringing that beautiful cunt up to the
surface. Water streamed off her dark pubic hairs, gleaming and
glittering in the light, her flushed twat lips red and spread
wide-open in arousal. She was absolutely incredible, and I was
totally turned on. Not even thinking of the right or wrong of it,
just completely aroused by this sensual woman blatantly displaying
her body in front of me."
Gwen was now getting turned-on as well as she listened to her
mother's erotic tale. She had met Eileen a number of times, but
had never known what a raging sensualist the woman was beneath her
public mask of the perfect wife and neighbor.
"Anyway, I just stood there, my mouth open slightly, staring
at her. She smiled at me real sweetly, then picked up a scrub
brush and gestured at me with it."
"'Would you like to scrub my back for me, Carol?' she asked,
moving up into a sitting position.
"I moved farther into the steamy bathroom and took the brush
from her. She smiled at me again, then turned her face away,
moving so her back was toward me. I started to slowly scrub her
back with the brush, my eyes sweeping over her perfect skin,
longing to touch her with my hands rather than the brush."
"I don't know where I got the nerve, but I sat the brush down
on the bathroom floor and took the soap in my hands, lathering it
all over her smooth back. I could feel her shiver as I touched
her, running my fingers through the slick bubbles, warm flesh to
flesh."
"'You have very soft hands, Carol,' she said softly, turning
back around so that I had to reach around her side to rub her
back. But even as I continued washing her, my eyes were now on
her boobs, the bright-pink nipples standing up full and hard, and
the firm mounds moving up and down more rapidly as her breathing
got faster and faster."
"Then she reached up and gently pinched the tip of one of my
tits through my blouse, just a light touch, but it sent chills
racing through my entire body and made me gasp quietly. I looked
down and saw the wet spot where she had touched me, and my nipple
had puckered up and stood out hard against the wet fabric, boldly
showing my arousal to her."
"I giggled a bit, and Eileen laughed, too, her eyes shining.
We both knew then what was going to happen but felt no need to
rush it, or end the delightful game we had started.
"'Oh, I'm sorry, Carol!' she grinned, 'I didn't mean to get
your clothes wet.'"
"'Maybe I ought to take them off, just so they won't get any
more water on them.' I leaned back and started to unbutton my
blouse, feeling Eileen's eyes boring into me as I stripped. I
don't mind admitting that I know I have really big titties, and a
couple of years back when this happened, they had a bit more
uplift. I heard Carol suck in her breath when I pulled off my
blouse and my tits bounced free, just inches from her face."
"'Oh, your nipple is still wet,' she said, shifting around to
face me fully. 'Come down here and let me ... dry it.'"
"I giggled and leaned over the edge of the tub. Eileen put
both her hands gently around my breast, her touch again making me
shiver in ecstasy, and then she pursed her round, dewy lips and
sucked on my nipple, making it throb with pleasure."
"'Oh, God, Eileen...' was all I could moan before she
suddenly reached up and grabbed my arm, pulling me into the tub
with her. I tumbled in with a splash, the warm soapy water
leaving puddles everywhere in the room."
"Laughing and giggling uncontrollably, Eileen and I both
wrestled to get my sopping-wet slacks and panties off, then tossed
them across the room in a soggy heap."
"Totally naked now, we started to cuddle each other. We
fondled and stroked one another's breasts and ran our hands all
over one another's body, while hungrily kissing and sucking,
sighing and crying and laughing all at the same time as we finally
gave ourselves over to totally female lovemaking."
"I tell you, Gwen, the feeling of making love to a woman for
the first time was incredible, and it was made even more erotic by
doing it in the bathtub, something I'd never have thought of. It
was sensational lying back in the warm water, my cunt creaming and
throbbing, feeling Eileen's soft, urgent hands all over my body,
and finally ending up at my pussy."
"She cupped my muff with her whole hand, squeezing my mound
gently. Then she pried one finger into my tight hole, flipping it
around just in the entrance, teasing me by rubbing it up and down
on my swollen pink pussy meat.
"It felt so great that I had to do the same to her, to return
the pleasure. I slid my hand down over her slightly swelling
belly and then I was actually fingering another woman's cunt,
exploring her warm pussy lips and the soft nest of curly hairs."
"We were both reclining back on the slanted end of the tub,
turned to face each other slightly. My left tit was pressed into
and almost covering her right tit, and our every move rubbed our
hard nipples together and across our sensitive, aroused tit-flesh.
I felt like my guts were melting and flowing out of my cunt; it
was so good!"
"I knew it was my pussy syrups flowing, sticky and warm,
pouring out of my twat and mixing with the warm soapy water in the
tub."
"I stroked up and down on Eileen's ripe swollen pussy. Her
cunt lips were extended and throbbing under my fingers, and felt
warmer than the water around us. The feeling of all that soft, hot
woman-flesh in my hand just turned me on even more, and I started
to stroke her faster."
"She was moaning and crying with pleasure now. 'Oh yes,
faster! Harder' she kept crying as I finger-fucked her cunt,
still just working on the outside of her mound, prolonging the
pleasure. Her own loving hand was moving faster and harder on my
twitching, creaming cunt. I was beginning to go crazy with a
lustful lesbian fever."
"My body started to undulate beside her, and Eileen was
bucking her beautifully rounded hips into my hand as I rubbed her
luscious twat, feeling the hot juices oozing out of her hole
before they mingled with the cloudy water of the bath."
"I pried my fingers deeper into the folds of her cunt and
teased her clitoris with my fingertip. She jumped as if I had
stuck her with a pin, and then I let my finger slip lower into her
juicing cunt hole, prying into the warm soft flesh of her fuck
tunnel."
"The water in the bathtub was beginning to look like a storm
had hit it, splashing about and making a mess of the throw rugs.
But as our bodies moved faster and more wildly, we didn't care
about anything but getting each other off, about getting all the
pleasure we could from this first erotic meeting."
"I looked at Eileen's gorgeous face to see it flushed with
unbridled lust, her eyes closed, head back and mouth open in
pleasure as she arched her hot muff up into my rapidly rubbing
hand. Her own hand had never stopped its fabulous fucking of my
pussy, and the speed of her rubbing was setting up a delicious
friction, setting my burning clit ablaze."
"I closed my own eyes as the ecstasy mounted like wildfire
through my belly, causing all my muscles to turn stiff with the
waves of joy rolling over me. I couldn't believe that anything
could feel so good!"
"And then I was peaking, hitting that beautiful orgasm I had
longed for, feeling like bolts of lightning were shooting through
me. Even as I came, I increased my frenzied rubbing and stroking
motions on Eileen's twat, and her lovely little body suddenly
arched right up out of the water."
"She pressed her head hard against the back of the tub, and I
could feel her entire body stiffen while her orgasm built in her."
"'Do me! Fuck me!' she was crying out, humping her twat up
into my hand, wiggling her hips in spasms of pleasure. I kept
rubbing up and down on her creaming pussy, circling around and
around her throbbing clit, then prying my finger with fast jabs
into her convulsing cunt hole."
"She still hadn't stopped working on my pussy, even after I
had orgasmed, and I suddenly squealed with pleasure as I felt a
second wave of orgasmic spasms grip my twat. My cunt quivered and
the juices flooded out as Eileen's fingers pried deeply into my
twitching hole."
"Then she suddenly pulled them out and slid her fingers up my
heaving twat to my clitoris, and pinched it!"
"There's no way to tell you the incredible feelings that it
sent blasting through my well-turned-on body! I jerked and
convulsed in the bathtub, splashing what little water was left in
it now out onto the soaking floor of the bathroom."
"We thrashed together wetly, our breasts pressed tit-to-tit,
the nipples bloated with passion. Both our orgasms mounted to a
fever pitch that had us both squealing and jerking wildly with
pleasure."
"When my second climax had finally peaked, and the searing
hot waves of passion had stopped reverberating through my body, I
shivered in the aftermath and started to come down."
"Eileen took my hand away from her cunt and pulled it up to
my face. I stared at my fingers, white and dripping with her
woman-juice, and saw her eyes gleaming brightly as she stared over
them at me."
"'Taste me, Carol,' she sighed so low I could barely hear
her. Without a moment's hesitation I stuck my hand in my mouth
and sucked all her gleaming juice off my fingers, loving the hot,
tangy taste of her cunt. I slurped noisily as I sucked, staring
deep into her eyes."
"'This is only the beginning, darling,' she sighed as she put
her arms around me and hugged me close."
"And since that day, we've made love at least once a week.
Your father doesn't know anything about it, and neither does her
husband. But now that you know, it'll be just a secret for us
girls!"
Chapter 9
Gwen and her mother were so hot from their frustrated first
Sapphic contact and Carol's erotic tale that the front door of the
house was hardly shut behind them before they were frantically
tearing at each other's clothing, leaving a trail of garments into
her parents' bedroom.
Carol watched her beautiful daughter climb into the bed, a
bed used to the lovemaking of husband and wife, but now to serve
the hot lesbian urges of the incestuous mother and daughter. Her
eyes swept over Gwen, taking in the young, thrusting breasts eager
to be sucked and caressed. Gwen lay back on the sheets and spread
her legs, slipping one hand down to fluff the softly curling
blonde hair that framed her wetly pink cunt lips.
As she lowered herself to the large bed, Carol's tongue
flicked across the fullness of her lower lip in lewd anticipation
of once more feasting on her daughter's creamy snatch. She
climbed onto the bed, her slender fingers reaching out to caress
Gwen's tits, causing the young girl to close her eyes and moan in
joyful lust. "Oh, Mom, Mom ..." she sighed over and over.
Gwen had never considered having sex with another woman, but
after that first earth-moving orgasm she'd experienced from her
mother's talented tongue, she knew she was hooked. She arched her
body up to the gentle touch of her mother, skillful fingers
kneading her firm breasts, bringing her nipples up hard and
aroused, then sliding down over her trembling stomach and finally
sliding over her dripping box.
"Oh, yes!! Do me again!" Gwen murmured as Carol pulled her
luscious daughter's thighs farther apart and climbed between them,
crushing their cunts tightly together. She felt her mother's
massive tits press hotly into her own full, aching breasts, their
nipples rubbing together erotically.
"You're so beautiful, baby," Carol whispered into her
daughter's ear. She raised her head, her dark green eyes gazing
down hotly into Gwen's blue ones. "I'm going to make love to you
like no man has ever made love to you before!"
Gwen's entire body shivered in lewd anticipation at hearing
her mother make such a lascivious statement. She lay absolutely
still as Carol slowly began to rub her hot lips over the girl's
tender body. Her pink tongue was like a cool, wet fire as she
lashed it over every inch of Gwen's excited flesh. Gwen felt
every nerve-ending in her body tingling with just the light touch
of her mother's lips and hair over her smooth flesh. What had
been frenzied, forceful lust in the close confines of the dressing
room was now almost torturously slow, sensual lovemaking. In
fact, Gwen suddenly realized that something she had once heard
really was true. Only a woman really knew how to make love to
another woman, knew all the places to touch and stroke
instinctively to bring a lusty female to orgasmic heights. And
that was exactly what her mother was doing to her with all the
talent at her command.
Carol had now worked her way down Gwen's twisting torso,
leaving a trail of kisses and the wetness of her tongue on both
tits and over trembling stomach. She heard Gwen moan low in her
throat and spread her legs wider as Carol neared her goal. "Oh,
darling," Carol sighed as she bent over the girl, moving her face
in so that she was only inches from Gwen's steamy wet twat.
"You're so pretty here, darling. So yummy."
With a gentle touch, Carol opened the flushed lips of her
daughter's honey-sweet cunt, the beautiful slot surrounded by
curly blonde hairs that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that
Gwen was a natural blonde, even if she was about to engage in what
some people might consider to be an unnatural act!
Holding the gleaming-wet pussy lips open, Carol let her warm
breath gently blow over Gwen's cunt as she bent her head lower,
letting her pink tongue-tip move moistly and softly up and down
the sensitive inner flesh of her trembling thighs. The contact
caused the young girl to buck her hips upward ecstatically, eager
to feel the direct touch of her mother's talented lips on her
aching cunt again. "Oh, please, suck me, Mom! Eat my pussy
again!!"
"No hurry, baby-girl," Carol whispered. "I want this to be
so good for you that you'll want us to do it again and again!"
She nuzzled her cheek into her daughter's groin, keeping the cunt
lips spread and smearing her cheek with the wet juices now oozing
from the hot cleft.
Raising her head, she kept her face only an inch above her
daughter's cunt, tracing the lips and folds of Gwen's pussy with
the tip of her finger before pressing her mouth down again for a
quick erotic kiss.
Blowing her warm breath across the delicate furrow of her
cunt, Carol giggled as Gwen writhed and moaned, raising her hips
up at every gentle touch, eager for still more. Carol could smell
the rich aroma of Gwen's cunt juices as her pussy got wetter and
wetter with arousal, and see the glistening droplets oozing from
the moistened entrance. With a sudden movement she stopped her
teasing caresses and dived forward, fastening her soft lips
tightly to the young girl's dripping twat and sucking hungrily,
even as she sent her long tongue sweeping up the length of the
quivering pussy-slit. She was instantly rewarded by feeling her
daughter's smooth, hot thighs closing around her head and Gwen's
hands pulling her more tightly into her seething cunt.
"Oh, oh yes, YES!!" Gwen cried, rocking her head back and
forth on the pillows, her eyes shut tightly, her entire being
concentrating on the incredible pleasure centered on her steamy
twat hole. She was bucking her hips upward to meet every touch of
her mother's lesbian tongue-fucking, twisting her body eagerly
about in a spasm of pleasure. Carol slurped and sucked at the
blonde cunt as though she'd been starving for pussy juice for
weeks. With practiced moves she found the spots and motions that
would send the sensual young lady into still-higher areas of
sexual ecstasy.
With her face pushed into her daughter's box and her mouth
working hungrily, she released her hold on Gwen's twat lips and
slid her hands up the depraved girl's torso to grab her heaving,
tossing breasts. Even as she munched and licked with greater
frenzy on the juicing pussy, Carol grasped her daughter's fat
nipples between pussy-juice-slickened thumbs and forefingers and
began rolling them around and around, adding further stimulation
to the girl's lust-wracked body.
"That's incredible, Mom!" Gwen sighed in helpless surrender
to this total sexual assault on her young body. The way her
mother was kissing and licking and sucking her pussy, her hands
roaming all over her flesh, it was far better than she had ever
experienced before.
Carol kept up her oral assault of the now wantonly shivering
girl, using her whole face, mouth, tongue and nose to stimulate
her daughter's lurching twat. With her longer experience at bi-
love, she was able to judge perfectly the level of Gwen's mounting
passions. She could feel the girl's stomach muscles rolling under
her hands, and the sharp gasps of pleasure she heard told her that
Gwen had almost reached the point of no return.
Lifting her lust-contorted, juice-slickened face, Carol slid
two digits deep into her daughter's spasming snatch and grinned up
at Gwen's sweat-streaked face. "I think it's time we learned just
what you can do as well, baby-doll," she said with a licentious
grin on her sex-sauce-smeared lips. "You do want to lick my
pussy, too, don't you, Gwen?"
"Oh yes, yes!!" Gwen mumbled through a haze of sexual
pleasure, still ramming her hips up to feel her mother's fingers
deep in her hot twat. "Let's eat each other at the same time! I
want to taste your pussy while you make me come!!"
With a grace born of long practice, Carol raised herself up
and swung her body around over Gwen, still keeping her fingers
pistoning in and out of her juicy cunt slot, wriggling around on
the wrinkled sheets until she was straddling Gwen's head with her
legs. Rocking slightly back and forth on her knees, she looked
down past her heavily swinging tits to see Gwen staring up, her
tongue licking back and forth across her lips, eyes wide and
eagerly watching her mother's gleaming twat descending delectably
toward her.
Gwen watched with hungry anticipation as her mother lowered
her pussy with its frizzy blonde hair toward her waiting mouth.
The heady aroma of Carol's pussy filled her nostrils, and with a
lustful sigh she reached up and pulled the thrusting globes of her
mother's buttocks downward. Gwen had never been so close to
another woman's cunt before, and she watched fascinated as it
moved closer and closer. Her mother's pussy lips were spreading
wide, revealing the pale pink inner flesh, gleaming with the
wetness oozing there. Gwen raised her head, mouth open and tongue
out in anticipation. When Carol, still looking down, saw the
obvious desire her daughter had for her cunt, she abruptly thrust
her pelvis downward, cramming her pulsing hole to Gwen's eagerly
awaiting mouth.
Gwen was surprised for only a second at the sudden contact,
but the overpowering feel, taste and smell of pure womanhood
quickly had her urgently spearing the hot tip of her tongue as far
up into her mother's lust-swollen pussy as she could, trying to
lick and suck the woman to an earth-shattering orgasm.
"Oh!! MMMMMMMMMM!!!" Gwen purred deep in her throat as, for
the first time in her life, she feasted on the tangy sweetness of
another female's cunt. She snaked her long tongue far into the
exposed pussy folds, then let just the tip slide through her
mother's quivering vaginal channel until she found the erected
nubbin of her clit. Knowing how she always reacted to a man's
touch on that hot button, Gwen sucked her mother's erect clit into
her mouth and began nursing it, sucking as though it was a tiny
prick she was trying to get to come in her mouth.
"Oh!! OH, YES!! DO ME BABY!!! SUCK MY CLITTY!!" Carol
yelled in pleasure, both from the fabulous feelings the hot lips
sucking on her clit gave her and also in the knowledge that she
had turned her own daughter on so completely to the joys of female
sex. With her whole body shaking, she lowered her own head back
down between her daughter's thrashing legs and resumed her
sucking, slurping attack on the juicy cunt there, mashing her face
into the blonde curls and sending her own tongue searching in the
juicy folds of Gwen's clit.
And all the while Gwen kept sucking and sucking on her
mother's twat, rocketing the older woman into a frenzy of delight.
Gwen could hardly believe how good it tasted to eat pussy! It was
totally different from going down on a cock, yet both had the
heady, meaty taste of pure sexual abandonment, and she found she
really didn't care which she had, all sex was wonderful! She
thrilled at the response she was getting from her mother as the
wanton older woman jerked about and ground her hot cunt downward
in frantic response to every lashing stroke of Gwen's tongue or
each hot contact of her sucking lips. Gwen lapped hungrily at the
thickly flowing creams oozing from her mother's pussy, lapping
like a contented kitten at the tangy sex food.
The two women flipped and rolled wildly about on the bed,
locked together with twin lapping mouths glued in deep lesbian
soul-kisses to twin blonde-furred cunts. Gasping, sucking and
licking, they were almost savagely devouring each other's sweating
body, both so close to peaking in climax that all gentle
lovemaking had gone, replaced by animalistic striving for release.
As Gwen huffed and slurped up into her mother's trembling pussy,
sucking and licking at the pink flesh, Carol returned the action
by burying her face in the sticky creaminess of Gwen's slit, her
white teeth lightly clamped onto the girl's clit, her lips holding
tightly as she sucked for all she was worth. Their hands slid all
over one another's figure, slipping about in the squirming mass of
sweat-covered female flesh, grasping tits, stomachs, buttocks and
legs, but never releasing their oral holds on their delicious
cunts.
With her greater experience, Carol held back her own release,
concentrating on bringing her daughter to a colossal climax. She
brought her hands up to cup Gwen's shaking buttocks and pull her
cunt up harder into her mouth, her tongue lashing deeply into her
pussy hole, then out along the pouty lips and around the
screamingly aroused clit, and back into the dripping slot. And
then Gwen's entire body started to tremble wildly under her, and
the young girl's twat was crammed up to her mother's hungry,
slurping mouth.
"OH! Uh-uh-UHHHHHH!" Gwen moaned and sobbed into her
mother's snatch as her own orgasm swept over her, a totally
fulfilling climax brought on by the lustful lesbian kisses of her
own mother!!
As Gwen's spasming pussy oozed forth its final sweet fluids
into her sucking mouth, Carol let her own body have its way and
her own final climactic release wracked her body, spilling thick
droplets of her own pussy juice down her cuntal channel and into
her daughter's greedily slurping mouth. Gwen thrust her face up
into her mother's jerking box, smearing the hot juices all over
her face and lashing out with her tongue, trying to be everywhere
at once.
With her beautiful face still buried deep in Gwen's pussy,
Carol came down slowly from her climax, still sending her wet
tongue lashing into her daughter's spasming snatch, licking up
every glistening drop she could get. She felt contented to just
lie in the afterglow of their first full lesbian love session, but
she could feel Gwen's mouth already starting to work back eagerly
on her twat.
"Oh, Mom!" Gwen sighed breathlessly between planting wet
kisses on her mother's dripping twat meat. "That was fabulous!! I
haven't come that heavy in a long time. Let's do it some more!"
Carol laughed and rolled off Gwen's body and onto her back
beside the girl, giggling at her daughter's cry of disappointment
as she pulled her luscious cunt from the girl's eager mouth. "I'm
too tired to stay up like this much longer, baby-doll," she
laughed, stretching leg muscles that had started to cramp from
trying to support her over the pussy-sucking girl. "If you still
want to try some more female lovemaking, let's do something a
little different."
Carol felt like she'd fallen into the ultimate sexual
fantasy. Not only did she have a husband who could fuck her into
a frenzy every night, and a bi-sexual neighbor willing to eat her
out every day if she wanted, but now, within almost twenty-four
hours, she had made it with both her own stud of a son and her
hot-cunted daughter!
Gwen rose up on one elbow and reached over to stroke her
mother's hot snatch, running her fingers up and down the pouting
wet lips. The two looked at each other and sparks leaped in their
eyes as they both readied for still more lesbian love.
"I want to relax this time, so you'll have to be on top,"
Carol gasped, letting her head flop back onto the bed and
stretching her arms out over her head, pulling a pillow up under
it. Gwen quickly got up on her hands and knees and started to
crawl over the slender form of her mother into a new sixty-nine
position, but Carol raised up one hand to gently stop her.
"No, baby. Lie down on me like I did to you when we first
got into the bed. We can fuck pussy - you'll love it!"
Gwen crawled eagerly on top of her mother's lush body,
wanting to feel every inch of woman-flesh that she could pressed
into her own warm wet skin. Her mother spread her long legs open
wide, and Gwen settled down between them, mounting her mother like
her lovers had mounted her so many times. She humped her blonde
muff into her mother's bushy cunt, massaging her pussy mound with
long, luxurious circles of her groin.
Their soft tits were pressing into each other, and Gwen could
feel her nipples puckering back up once again with excitement as
she pressed her chest down, her mother's heavy tits flattening out
into large round globes under their own weight as she lay back.
"Gwen, Gwen, you're such a deliciously lewd girl!" her mother
sighed, looking up into her daughter's bright eyes as the
lascivious girl quickened the tempo of her pussy-grinding motions.
Carol's puckered-up nipples, fat and thick, pressed into and
slid over her daughter's silky smooth tit-flesh, and it created
delicious, shivery feelings that ran through both their bodies,
making goosebumps break out on their skin.
Their twin spread legs had opened up wide the outer lips of
both their dripping cunts so that the soft red meat popped out,
swollen and gleaming with their flowing juices.
The room was filled with the strong odor of cunt cream as the
incestuous mother-and-daughter fuck once again picked up steam.
They lapped and sucked at one another's mouth voraciously, just as
they had been attacking one another's wet cunt only moments
before. Each high-strung woman could taste the tangy residue of
her own pussy juice on the other, and it served only to make them
all the hotter. They were humping and writhing all over the bed,
sheets and blankets tangled and kicked about around them, the
mattress warm and slightly moist from contact with their sexually
aroused figures.
Her mother was moaning almost continuously now in pleasure,
running her hands up and down her daughter's back, and Gwen's own
breathing was getting shallower, more like a panting animal in
heat as she kept mashing her cunt into Carol's hot twat. Their
thick pussy juices were mixing together, making a wet, sticky mess
at their groins that just turned both women on more and more.
"God, Mom," Gwen moaned into her mother's ear, "I never ...
uh ... oh! I never dreamed it could be so fantastic! Uh!! OH,
YEAH!!"
She fucked her hot little cunt harder into her mother's muff,
and as Carol returned the grinding, fucking motion with equal
force upwards, the two would grind the wet, sticky, oily red pussy
meat of their twin twats around and around in an erotic lesbian
kiss.
"Wow! Oh, right there, baby! You hit the button!" Carol
suddenly laughed and sighed loudly as their erect clits slipped
together in the wet meat. She slid her arms up and around her
blonde daughter's neck and pulled her mouth back down to hers.
They kissed long and deep, Carol's educated tongue snaking
between her daughter's parted teeth, their tongues wrestled
together as they kept humping and fucking madly.
Gwen sent her own tongue around her mother's pink wet probe,
then snaked it into her mouth, flicking it hotly around the roof
of her mouth. Gwen was moaning into their tightly clasping,
sucking mouths as she felt the shivers of searing-hot pleasure
mounting. Behind her tightly closed eyelids she could see sparks
going off like firecrackers as her mind melted into the totally
erotic play she was engaged in. A lesbian fuck with her own
mother - that alone had her at the brink of orgasm!
She could feel all the muscles in her body starting to tense,
and tiny beads of aroused sweat broke out all over her squirming
young body, adding to the erotically wet coating already there.
Her mother was moaning and sighing into her mouth, and her tongue
was really going crazy. She was flicking it over every inch of
the inside of the young girl's mouth. Their freely flowing saliva
was mixing as furiously as their cunt creams were oozing together.
Gwen suddenly bit down lightly on her mother's tongue,
trapping it in her mouth and sucking on it like a tiny cock, and
the sudden erotic oral caress sent her mother into a new frenzy of
hip-fucking, pushing her feet into the mattress, grinding her
pussy up harder and harder into her daughter's muff, almost
throwing her off her body. Gwen reached down between them and
grabbed the sides of her mother's huge tits, squeezing and
kneading the hot, pliant flesh and squirming her own torso around
so that her nipples dug deeply into the sensitive mounds. She
could feel her own ass contracting and relaxing as she undulated
around on her mother's lovely, wet pussy.
Gwen didn't know if she was going crazy or what, but she was
loving every minute of it. It was absolutely incredible to fuck
with a man, to feel a fat, throbbing cock plowing in and out of
her quivering twat. But somehow having all this incredibly sexy
woman at her beck and call, and the erotic feel of tits and cunt,
of wet, sticky pussy meat sucking at her own steamy quim, was
totally blowing her mind.
Her cunt was starting to convulse now as the heat rose in her
body. Her ears started to ring with a sudden pressure building up
inside. Her honey poured out of her throbbing cunt in floods,
drenching her golden pussy hairs even more, and dripping onto her
mother's already soaking-wet cunt lips.
Mother and daughter clutched at each other frantically now.
Gwen could feel her mother's body stiffen, and knew that she was
about to come fiercely, too.
Carol humped her hips up furiously onto her daughter's down-
driving loins, mashing the steamy pussy meat wide-open, causing
her clit to tingle with fiery hot signals of hotter and higher
pleasure.
"Oh, Gwen, baby! OOOOhhh, fuck me! Fuck me hard, girl!"
Carol cried.
And then Gwen was squealing insanely as the fire in her cunt
turned into a raging holocaust roaring through her whole body,
making her clutch convulsively at her mother, her fingers sinking
deep into the slick tit-flesh to stay on top of her.
"OOOOH!! AAAAAHHHHH! I'm commmingggggg!! Oh, sweet God,
YESSSS!!!" She shouted and moaned, her words hissing out at the
end through teeth clenched tightly as she peaked in her orgasm,
grinding her cunt down as hard as she could to her mother's now-
palpitating pussy lips, sending shock after shock through her
erected clit.
Carol battered back up hungrily into her daughter's twat,
watching her face as she came, hair flowing wildly as she twisted
her head from side to side. She arched her back up as she cried
out, lifting her firm young tits from her mother's body. As Carol
looked at her daughter crying out in orgasm, she could suddenly
see Billy's face before her eyes, the memory of almost that same
expression of ultimate pleasure was on her son's face the day
before as he had pumped her full of his jizz.
As her own orgasm took hold of her body, Carol reached up and
grabbed the luscious young tits bobbing and weaving before her,
pinching at the hard nipples ecstatically.
"Yesss!! I'm coming, too! Oh, darling! Baby-doll!!
ComminngggGGGG!!"
For another moment they were a shaking, crying, squirming
mass of woman-flesh sprawled on the bed, the room filled with
sounds of passion and the wet, sucking kisses of their twin cunts.
Then slowly, beautifully slowly, their orgasms peaked and washed
away. As they came down from the jerky, battering thrusts of
their climax, their movements returned to a softer and more
sensual motion.
Carol started grinding her ass in slow undulations on the wet
sheets, keeping her sticky-wet pussy sucking gently at her
daughter's dripping gash. Gwen fell gasping back to her mother's
chest, pressing their sweat-covered boobs together.
Carol reached up and gently stroked Gwen's blonde hair and
kissed her sweat-salty cheek. "Well, this vacation has certainly
been full of firsts for you, my darling little girl..."
"Well, one anyway..." Gwen giggled, grinding her own hips
down in lazy circles, enjoying the warm feeling as she came down
from her second bone-shaking orgasm.
"No, more than one," Carol said. She put her hands on Gwen's
cheeks and lifted her head up so that they could look directly at
each other. Gwen suddenly knew what was coming, her eyes growing
wider, but she said nothing, waiting to hear the words from her
mother.
"I know all about you and your father yesterday, Gwen!"
"But ... but how?" Gwen asked. She felt her face suddenly
grow hot and she knew she was blushing. The bizarreness of that
wasn't lost on her. Here she was, totally nude, still grinding
her pussy into her mother's twat after they'd both eaten each
other out in a frenzied lesbian session, and yet somehow she could
still be embarrassed that her mother knew about her trying to make
it with her father.
"It was just last night. I was going down on him," she
grinned as Gwen again flushed red, then went on. "When he was
about to come, I heard him moaning in almost a whisper, 'Gwen!
Gwen, so nice.' I was shocked at first and stopped sucking him,
demanding to know just what was going on."
Carol shifted her hips under Gwen, swinging her legs up to
bring her twat back into better contact with Gwen's creamy crotch,
taking advantage of the resumed action of Gwen's hips.
Embarrassed or not, Gwen was one hell of a horny girl!
"He told me all about what happened at that theater. Said
things just got out of his control, and you were so insistent. He
said he was upset about it all, but admitted he was also turned-on
by it, too. You've really put a guilt complex into that man,
honey!" She laughed and kissed her daughter full on the mouth,
sucking on her wet tongue for a passionate moment, then breaking
the kiss with a wet smack. "I never realized I had such a sexy
daughter before, but it seems you're ready to take on just about
anybody, even your own father and mother!"
"What did you do then?" Gwen asked, putting her head back on
her mother's shoulder, eyes closed and concentrating on the
feelings of pleasure once more welling up in her hot young cunt.
"What could I do?" Carol laughed, hugging the young girl
tighter to her lush body. "I told him it didn't matter, that he
shouldn't feel any guilt since he had not pushed it, that in fact
I thought the whole thing was incredibly sweet that his own
daughter loved him so much that she wanted to give him such
physical pleasure. And then we made love like we never had
before! Your old man just about fucked me through the mattress!"
The memory of that incredible session of lovemaking, flashing back
through her mind, had Carol shoving her hips back up to smash into
Gwen's, just as she had taken thrust after deep-fucking thrust
from Ken's heavy cock that night.
As for Gwen, she thought she would cry with frustration.
"Oh, Mom! Why can't I make it with Daddy as easily as we've
gotten together? I want him so much!" Gwen buried her head
farther into her mother's shoulder, tears of frustration running
down her cheeks even as the fires of sexual arousal were being
reignited with Carol's new sexual advances.
"I think he's more willing than he'll admit," Carol said.
"You really turned him on, Gwen - I think he's been cultivating
more than the normal fatherly love for you as well. But your
father is still basically an old-fashioned man in some ways, and
he's confused by both your advances toward him and his own
enjoyment of them. I think all he needs is one more little push."
"Oh wow, really?" Gwen asked. She was now starting to get
more and more turned back on, both by the fabulous stimulation on
her pussy and by the idea of her own mother helping her in her
plot to ball her father! She pulled her knees up slightly and
spread her legs more, and now both women were rocking back and
forth, their cunts slurping and sliding together and around each
other, clits stroking into electric blasts of pleasure.
Carol knew that any second she would no longer even be able
to think straight as the lesbian love-lust flowed over her again,
so she spoke more quickly.
"I think you just need to make him an offer he can't refuse,
baby. Oh, UH!" Her clit sent blasts up her spine to explode in
her brain, momentarily blocking out all other thoughts. She bit
lightly at Gwen's ear in uncontrolled passion before continuing.
"I've got an idea on what to do, honey..."
Chapter 10
When Ken arrived home that evening, he walked into a
surprisingly quiet house. He had to check his watch, thinking he
might have gotten there even later than he thought, but it was
still early.
"Carol, honey? You home?" he called out as he walked from
the dining room to the living room, but only the muted ticking of
their antique grandfather clock broke the stillness.
Ken actually felt a bit relieved. If his family was gone it
meant he wouldn't have to face Gwen for a bit longer. All day long
he had been unable to concentrate at all on his work, just
shuffling papers around to keep up the appearance of being busy.
His mind had kept going back to that darkened theater the day
before, and the fabulous feeling of Gwen's mouth as she furiously
sucked him off.
Every time he closed his eyes he again saw the incredible
sight of his gorgeous daughter's face, dimly lit and gleaming
moistly, her lovely lips stretched tightly around his hard cock.
And then the tremendous release as he'd unloaded his steamy sperm
down her throat - and she had wanted it so, had so greedily
slurped it all down! His own daughter had seduced him, and had
been so hot for him that she even licked the cum off his body
after he had spent himself.
Ken had made three trips to the washroom during the course of
the day to try and relieve the aching erections that his thoughts
caused. Three times he had locked himself into a stall and jerked
off to the memory of Gwen's mouth and hands. Three times he'd
climaxed, struggling to keep from crying out at the pleasure,
thinking of fucking each load into her face. Three times, and
still he could not put it out of his mind.
As the day wore on he had begun to wonder why he had turned
her down so quickly - why reject her? Of course, at first, it was
his gut reaction to the incident, all of the societal taboos
suddenly bursting in his head making him feel ashamed of what they
had done. But as he mulled it over, most of the reasons why
incest became taboo no longer applied, both in this modern time
and in his own unique situation.
Gwen was certainly no longer a child. She was emotionally,
physically and legally an adult, fully capable of understanding
what they were doing, and making up her own mind about it. Making
up her own mind? Hell, she was the one who had put all the moves
on him!
As far as the old fears of the results of inbreeding, it was
certainly hard to become pregnant from oral sex! But even beyond
that, he had had a vasectomy several years before when he and
Carol had decided that their two children were enough. So even if
they had fucked, there would have been no pregnancy risk.
It was when he had thought of this last line of reasoning
that Ken's thoughts had started wondering what it would be like to
actually fuck his hot young daughter, to watch her squirm and pant
under him in pleasure as he rammed his cock deep into her tight
pussy.
Ken was still turning these thoughts over and over in his
mind as he climbed the stairs and headed for his bedroom. This
late in the evening the room was already in shadows, and he had to
grope just inside the door for the light switch. As the lamps on
either side of the bed came to life, Ken froze in shocked surprise
in the doorway, staring at the bed.
"Hello, Daddy," Gwen cooed as she stretched out under the
sheets of the bed. "I've been waiting for you to get home."
"Gwen ... I ... what the hell is going on?" Ken managed to
stammer out. She had the sheets pulled up to just below her chin,
but had left her clothes in an obvious pile at the foot of the
bed, and he knew his daughter was totally naked.
"You and I have some unfinished business, Daddy," Gwen
answered his question, keeping the little-girl tone in her voice,
but licking her full pouting lips and flashing her dark eyes at
him with all the seductiveness she could manage.
"Gwen ... your mother, your brother ... what if they should
walk in on this?" he queried, stepping into the room and shutting
the door. He leaned back against it, afraid to move any closer to
the bed. His eyes ran over her body, the lush curves muffled
slightly by the folds of the sheets covering her. Ken found his
mind moving under those sheets, imagining the warm naked flesh
there, all waiting for him.
"They're both gone, Daddy - won't be back for hours. We've
got the whole place to ourselves, even though we only need the
bed!"
Carol had said she'd use some excuse to get Bill out of the
house to let Gwen be alone with her father. But what she hadn't
told her daughter was that she and Bill would be fucking like
crazy in a hotel even as Gwen pulled out all the stops in her
efforts to bed her dad!
"Please, Gwen ... you need help! I'm your father, honey!
Your father! What ... what do you want from me?" He knew damn
well what she wanted, and knew as well even as he spoke that he
wanted it, too. He could feel his cock stretch and harden for the
fourth time that day as his mind again flooded with memories of
her mouth lovingly sucking on his prick.
"I want you to love me, Daddy," she said, sitting upright in
the bed, but still holding the sheets up to keep her body covered.
"I do love you, Gwen," he said, taking a step toward the
large bed and sitting on the edge. He placed one hand gently on
the blankets covering her feet. He could still feel the
uncomfortable stiffness as his now fully-erect cock was cramped in
the confines of his pants. Three erections, three climaxes, and
she was still getting him hot again!
"You're my daughter. I've watched you grow up, helped you
with your problems and been proud of everything you've done. I'll
always love you, honey, and I want to help you now." He grinned
and gave her foot what he hoped was a fatherly squeeze.
"I don't know how you got these ... these feelings for me.
What happened the other day never should have, but we can still
get help for you ..." Even as he spoke, though, he was
unconsciously stroking lightly up and down on her feet.
"Oh, Daddy!" Gwen cried out, tears welling up in her blue
eyes as she turned her head from him, burying her face in the
pillows. The movement caused the sheets to slip down, revealing
her smooth, soft, naked back to his gaze. His cock gave another
lustful jerk as he again realized she was totally nude under the
sheets before him.
"You don't really love me!" she sobbed, her voice muffled as
she pressed her face into the pillow. "Why don't you ... you say
it! You think I'm crazy because I love you!"
"Honey, honey..." he said, moving up to sit on the edge of
the bed and put his hands on her shaking shoulders to try and
comfort her. "I ... I'll admit that I enjoyed it, honey. You're
a beautiful young girl, and if you weren't my own daughter..."
Gwen turned her face around from the pillow to look at him.
Ken's heart started beating faster as he looked at her. Her
disheveled hair fell in golden waves around her face, and her big
eyes were gleaming with tears. Her skin suddenly felt hotter
under his hands and his grip tightened involuntarily.
"What does it matter if I'm your daughter?" she said quietly,
giving little sniffs as she worked to hold back her tears. "I
love you! And if you really love me like you said, nothing would
be too intimate for us!"
"But Gwen, I don't ..." his voice trailed off, his eyes
locking on his daughter's. God, but she's so incredibly
beautiful, he thought. He watched her mouth trembling as she
tried not to cry, her full lips pouting and extremely sensual. He
found now that it was impossible to shake the image of those
fabulous sensations with her mouth sliding up and down on his
cock.
"Gwen ..." he said very quietly, leaning in closer to her.
"Daddy, please ..." she whispered back, raising her face to
meet his. Their lips touched gently, and Ken suddenly pulled his
back again at the electric touch, his whole body trembling
slightly.
"We can't ... can't ..." he stammered, shutting his eyes.
"Yes we can, Daddy," Gwen whispered, raising one hand to
lightly stroke his cheek, then pulled his face back to hers,
pressing her lips to his. She nibbled gently at his mouth, and
with a sigh of surrender her father began to return her oral
caress, working his tongue into her mouth.
"Gwen, baby," he mumbled as he finally surrendered to his own
unrestrained passions. Right or wrong no longer meant anything.
All he wanted to do now was to feel his daughter's warm, lush body
melting into his arms.
Gwen turned around in the bed to face him fully again as they
hungrily kissed and licked at each other, their tongues entwining
like pink snakes. The covers fell away from her young body and
Ken reached up to grab one of her beautifully full tits, his
fingers sinking into the warm flesh.
"Oh, Daddy! Yessss ..." she hissed into his mouth as he
manipulated her breasts, squeezing and kneading the firm mounds.
Her father's heart beat faster as he let his hands now roam over
his daughter's young bod. It was so soft and yet so firm at the
same time, and Ken knew he couldn't stop himself now, even if he
wanted to. He had to fuck his daughter, fill her with his juices,
just as he had filled her mother to first give Gwen life.
As they broke their kiss, he swung his legs up onto the bed,
and Gwen glanced down to his crotch to see the huge bulge growing
there. His hard-on was clearly outlined in his pants, sticking up
and to the left in the tightly stretched cloth.
Gwen's mouth opened in a wide, lustful smile, her teeth
flashing. Her long pink tongue curled out, and she slurped it
moistly along her lips. She reached toward him and started
tearing at his clothing, breaking one of the buttons off his shirt
as she pulled it away from his muscular frame.
Ken had kicked off his shoes, and now fumbled at his belt to
try and relieve the pressure of his pent-up cock. He quickly
pulled down the zipper and wiggled about on his ass to squirm out
of his pants.
With him now clad only in his tight underwear, both father
and daughter tugged at this last barrier, Gwen's hands groping
along his lengthy cock and fat balls through the cloth as they
tugged them off.
With a jerk, his huge boner flopped free of the confining
material, bouncing about and pointing up stiff and long from his
hairy groin. Gwen sucked in a breath of joy as her eyes widened
at the sight. In the dark theater, and staring through the tiny
peep-hole in Bill's room, she had not fully realized what a
beautiful cock her father had. The huge shaft of meat was marbled
with pulsing veins, the whole imposing rod full of sexual energy,
and all ready for her own pleasure now.
"God, Daddy, you're so big!" she whispered. Her slender
hands circled his long cock shaft, jerking and pulling on it,
loving the feel of her father's hot meat captured in her palms.
"Pe-nis!" she giggled in a little-girl voice.
Keeping her head down to watch his cock jerking and throbbing
in her hands, Gwen looked up at him from under her dark lashes.
"Does Daddy still love his little Gwen?" she giggled as she ran
her fingers lightly up and down his cock.
"Christ! Yes! YES!" Ken moaned, his whole body on fire as
his beautiful daughter stroked and pulled on his hot prick. The
tension-filled build-up to this moment, and his total, all-
consuming lust for his daughter now, made him want to come almost
immediately. But he knew he wanted much more than her hands now.
"Oh, shit! I'm gonna come any second!" he moaned, rising to
his knees on the rumpled bed, swaying before the young girl who
still kept a tight grasp on his prick. "I've got to fuck you,
baby! Now!"
He started to lean forward to push her down, while trying to
drag the sheets back from her body, but he lost his balance and
fell onto his back with a whoosh of air. His cock popped out of
Gwen's grip and waved about in the air over his groin, flushed a
violent red and looking to burst any second.
Gwen's whole body was getting hot and sweaty, and she too was
eager to fuck, finally realizing her goal. As her father propped
himself up on his elbows, she wiggled out from under the sheets
and hurried to straddle his legs, her knees spread wide and her
pussy glimmering with her hot love juices.
Ken's eyes widened as he stared at his nude daughter kneeling
over him, reaching down now to again grab his cock and aim it at
her cunt. He could see a thin trickle of fluid seeping down the
inside of one thigh from her hot twat.
"Daddy, I want you inside of me so much - want you to fuck me
and fuck me and fuck me with your beautiful big daddy-cock!"
"Yes! Do it, baby!" he said, grabbing her hips, pulling her
down to his crotch. There would be time to make love later, time
to touch and stroke and play with each other. Right now he was so
hot that all he could think of was fucking, and fucking now!
Gwen tried to settle down slowly onto her father's towering
cock, wanting to savor this, the moment of her triumph. But her
own body was so eager for the relief of sex that it took only
seconds for her to slide all the way down onto his hard cock, her
pussy hairs grinding into his. She had never been so filled
before, Ken's long, fat cock spreading her pussy channel wide,
sending brand-new sensations of sexual joy rocketing into her
brain.
"Oh! We're doing it, Daddy! We're fucking!! I love you,
Daddy!" she cried out. She could feel her cuntal muscles
clenching along the thrusting shaft which had plowed into her hot
twat with one easy, liquid move. Father and daughter, now joined
together in the ultimate act of loving, turning into the perfect
fucking machine.
Gwen squirmed around on his hot shaft, just drinking in her
triumph as she felt her father's dick throbbing deeply in her
young pussy. All her dreams were finally going to come true this
night.
Ken gasped as her slick young cunt whipped around his prick.
His need for climax now was so urgent that he couldn't hold back
as his daughter could. He flexed his hips upward, driving his
long cock into the soft, warm slot, and he began to fuck her
firmly, steadily. He raised his hands and captured an out-
thrusting tit in each, massaging the firm globes and letting his
fingers play over her fat, hard, up-standing nipples.
"You're so tight, Gwen honey!" Ken sighed in pleasure. "So
damn good and tight."
Gwen snuggled closer to him, grinding her pussy down to meet
his thrusts, moving with her father now as they fucked away madly.
She put her hands on his broad shoulders, swaying over him with
each twat-bursting thrust, little grunts of ecstasy escaping from
between her lips.
Although she usually closed her eyes whenever she balled,
this time Gwen kept them wide-open. She wanted to watch him, to
know that this was really her own father who was shoving his
beautiful fat cock deep into her hot snatch.
Ken's face was a mask of pure lust in the dim light of the
bed lamps, and his body seemed to gleam with a thin layer of
sexual sweat. Every muscle and tendon stood out in sharp relief
as he fucked her with a frenzy she'd never before experienced.
Compared to the sure, powerful fucking of her father, Gwen looked
back on most of her past lovers as clumsy amateurs.
Gwen felt her cunt melting around his prick as her pussy
juices started to flow freely, lubricating her father's thick
cock, easing its glorious passage in and out of her tight twat.
"Fuck me, Daddy! Oh, fuck me forever!!" she sighed and
moaned. Her eyes moved downward over his hairy chest and the
heaving of his stomach as he fucked her, and finally came to rest
at his groin, watching as their pubic hairs mashed together on
each stroke. His thick, wiry black hairs mingled with her slight
blonde muff-fluff, both gleaming with the combined juices of their
fucking. She watched as his long cock was exposed each time he
pulled it out, slick and bright-red and looking like he could
screw her all night long.
She thought she would swoon with the excitement of this
fabulous fuck. Her father's hands were all over her body now.
Squeezing and playing with her dangling tits for a moment, then
sliding down the trembling sides of her twisting torso, sending
delicious shivers up her spine, and then sliding around her back
to grab and squeeze her out-thrusting asscheeks, pulling her up
and down on his hard-driving prick.
Gwen kept her eyes lowered to watch as his massive cock
slipped in and out of her spasming pussy like a well-oiled piston.
And it was very well-oiled as her pussy oozed more of her tangy
creams than ever before. Gwen had to gasp for air every time the
long, mammoth shaft disappeared back into the widespread lips of
her twat, spearing into her cunt and prying her vaginal walls
wide.
Ken's whole body was trembling, his muscles all locked into
tension as he fucked harder and harder into his daughter's snatch.
Each thrust of his cock bashed into her, making them both grunt at
the sharp contact of groin to groin, as well as the exquisite
thrills of pleasure coursing through them both. He rolled his
head from side to side, his mouth wide-open and panting, his hands
tight around his daughter's gorgeous ass as they fucked wildly.
Her snatch was like a wet velvet glove around his cock,
squeezing and milking him, urging him on to a blistering orgasm.
But before his own release could hit him, Ken felt his daughter's
cunt suddenly start to spasm around his deeply imbedded cock. She
was coming, his own daughter was coming with his cock up her hot
and juicy snatch.
Gwen's orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. The
combined effects of her father's massive cock plowing deeply into
her, and the knowledge that all her secret dreams were finally
being fulfilled, were more than enough to send her into the most
soul-satisfying orgasm of her young sensual life.
"OH!! Oh, God! Daddy, DADDY!! I'm
cccooommmiinNNNNGGGGG!!!" Gwen screamed, throwing her head about
while her entire body shook and trembled uncontrollably. "Oh,
YEESSSSS!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Her wild orgasmic convulsions were almost enough to knock
them both off the bed as they flailed around, tangled up in the
sheets, her cunt locked as tight around his prick now as a fleshy
vise. Her orgasm flooded her entire body, every sense alive with
pleasure, blood rocketing throughout her system. The juices
swelled up in her snatch and poured out of her, slurping around
her father's still wildly pistoning cock as it plowed tirelessly
in and out of her quivering quim.
"Daddy! Daddy, oh you sweet, sweet fucker! Daddy!!" she kept
mumbling and sobbing, tears of pleasure streaming down her cheeks,
still quaking on his cock-shaft, still trying to wring every last
moment of ultimate release that she could from their incestuous
fuck. She thought she might faint in pure pleasure as she felt
the orgasmic spasms chase one after the other around her body.
Ken's fingers slipped and dug deeper in to grip the now
sweat-streaked cheeks of her ass. Her body was undulating beneath
his digits as she peaked, her whole body convulsing with delicious
joy.
With a final tensing of her muscles, Gwen felt herself
dropping from her climactic high, and in its wake fell into an
almost drugged relaxation. She didn't feel sleepy, but rather
like she could do anything now, though it would all be in slow
motion, her ultra-relaxed muscles moving slowly. Her whole being
had been taken to a sexual pinnacle she'd never before reached, or
even knew that she could.
"Oh Daddy, I love you so," she sobbed happily, leaning
forward and mashing her yielding breasts into his chest, while
dropping her mouth hungrily over his, sucking and slurping at his
mouth.
Ken was still busy pumping away into her snatch as she kissed
him. He felt like he'd gotten his own second wind now. The
urgency in his balls was gone, seemingly drawn away with Gwen's
own violent orgasm. He felt like he could fuck his daughter's
tight little twat for hours yet before he himself climaxed.
"You're beautiful, baby, just beautiful," he whispered into
her mouth, then sent his tongue snaking out to fence playfully
with her smaller pink one.
"Are you ready to come, too, Daddy?" Gwen asked, lifting her
head and looking at him with brightly gleaming blue eyes. She
kept wiggling her hips around, sliding her legs out so that she
was not lying on top of him as he fucked up into her with long,
cunt-filling thrusts.
"I could fuck you all night, honey," he grinned, kissing her
pouty lips gently, then lapping at her entire face with his
tongue, tasting her warm, salty, wet skin.
Gwen shuddered with delight at the erotic touch of his rough
tongue on her face, while still trembling in pleasure with each
hard-driving thrust of his cock. But she had one more thing to do
to make her fantasy triumph totally complete.
"Daddy, I've always loved you," she whispered into his ear,
then bit his neck gently. "I haven't been a virgin for a long
time, but I've saved myself for you in one way." Gwen lifted her
face again and stared deep into his eyes. "Just for you. I want
you to be the first to fuck me in the ass, Daddy!"
Ken's eyes widened in surprise and undisguised delight at the
delicious request. His hands tightened their grip on her bouncing
ass, letting one finger move in and lightly graze over the
puckered hole of her untried asshole. The light stroke brought a
moan of delight in response from his lustful daughter.
"You are one hell of a surprising daughter, Gwen!" he grinned
at her.
Gwen grinned back and squeezed her asscheeks together tightly
for a second, trapping his finger in her warm ass crack. "I
couldn't save my pussy cherry for you, but I haven't let anyone do
me in the rear. A couple of guys have wanted to, but I always
hoped you would be the first."
Their lips came together again in a kiss more frenzied and
passionate than any yet. Ken's mind was aflame with the idea of
taking his own daughter up the ass. It was a sexual act he had
never tried before. In fact, that he had never even considered.
The incredibly erotic aspects of the situation, both the
incestuous nature and the bizarre type of sex act, sent shivers
all the way from head to cock, and Gwen moaned into his mouth as
he suddenly redoubled his fucking effort into her twat.
Breaking their kiss with a wet smack, Gwen raised her hips
and let his long cock slide out of her cunt with another juicy
slurp. The entire length was blood-red and throbbing violently,
the pulsing progress of the blood in his veins visible in the
throbbing.
Ken started to rise from the bed as well, but Gwen quickly
shifted around on the bed beside him and dived down onto his cock,
squeezing and stroking the slick shaft with both hands, then
bringing her hot mouth down on it, trying to swallow the entire
throbbing length of meat. Ken went rigid at the touch of her
mouth on his prick and reached down to grasp her head, pushing her
harder into his groin.
Gwen drove her mouth up and down hard on the shaft for a
moment, keeping her lips tight around the hot flesh-pole, slurping
up her own pussy juices, then mingling that with her saliva and
coating his shaft with the wet mixture. Both her hands were busy
squeezing and juggling his fat hairy balls, the churning jizz
inside them building rapidly to the boiling point.
Her lips and cheeks moved convulsively as she sucked her
father, working the shaft completely, mixing the golden drops of
her own twat fluid with her saliva. She worked to slicken the
entire long, throbbing shaft, getting him ready for an easy entry
into her tight anus.
My ass! Gwen shivered in wicked delight at the thought. She
didn't know what it would be like to have such a huge cock shoved
into her tiny asshole, but she couldn't wait to find out.
She let his tremendous sword slide from her mouth with a last
loving kiss, her eyes wide as she watched his massive shaft waving
in the air over his groin, incredibly long and rock-hard. A
slight twinge of fear shook her as she ran her eyes over the
entire thick pole of his cock, and then thought of that same rod
plunging into her asshole. But the fear passed, carried away by
waves of excitement at the erotic aspects of the act.
Rolling over onto her stomach beside him, Gwen brought her
knees up under her and thrust her beautiful round asscheeks into
the air, offering her virginal hole to him for his - and her -
pleasure.
"Fuck me, Daddy! I want you to come in my ass, my virgin ass
- just for you and that gorgeous prick of yours!"
"Don't you need something? Grease or something?" Ken asked,
suddenly concerned that he might hurt her. Her puckered asshole
showed up pink and incredibly small between her spread ass cheeks.
Gwen reached down to dip one hand into her own dripping twat
and brought it out wet and gooey. Sticking her long index finger
up her ass an inch, she wiggled it around, coating the lips and
entry of her shit chute with her wet twat juices. Even the slight
pressure of her slender finger up her back-door hole made her
tremble in lustful anticipation.
"Do me, Daddy!" she smiled, popping her digit out of her
butt-hole. "Your beautiful cock is all wet and ready, and so am
I. I know it might hurt a little at first, but you're taking my
cherry, Daddy - it's okay!"
Ken rose to his knees and quickly shuffled up behind his
gorgeously sexy daughter, his cock weaving about in front of him
like a battering ram, dripping with saliva and twat juice. "I'm
not sure how to do this," he said with a frown, reaching up and
taking one thrusting ass globe in each hand. "I've never done
this before - I'm really worried that I might hurt you, baby."
"It'll be okay, Daddy. Just put it in and keep pumping. I
want to feel your whole long, gorgeous cock in me. Fuck me,
Daddy!!"
Gwen wiggled her ass at him, legs spread apart. Ken sank his
fingers into the warm skin, gripping her and spreading her silky
buttocks apart. Shuffling forward on his knees, he flopped his
long cock down to rest along her crack.
"Oh, mmmm!" Gwen suddenly sighed at the feel of his hot cock
resting just outside her virgin rectum. This was it, there was no
turning back!
Ken pulled back his hips gently, letting the long length of
his shaft slowly move down her crack, the fat, bloated head of his
cock coming to rest at her tightly puckered hole.
Gwen could feel the wide crown fitting into her tight hole
and she gritted her teeth and reared back into her father, forcing
herself to relax her anal opening. She wanted him so badly to
take her like this, to be the very first!
"Now, Daddy!" she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure
as, with a loud grunt, Ken shoved forward and the fat head of his
cock suddenly broke past her sphincter and burst into her tight
nether channel. Gwen gasped and raised up higher on her knees,
heaving back hard against him. He felt even bigger than he had
looked, or had felt when he was pummeling her cunt, but she was
sure she could take him completely up her ass - had to do it!
For a moment she felt like she was being torn apart as his
long, fat cock slowly slid into her hot hole, inch by stretching
inch. Ken stopped for a second halfway into her, going slowly out
of his mind at the incredible feel of her tight hole, but Gwen
reached back and grabbed his hip, urging him forward.
"Don't stop, Daddy!" she gasped hoarsely. "Put it all the
way in right now, hurry! Let me get used to it all at once."
Digging his fingers deeper into her asscheeks, Ken pushed
forward again, slowly sliding the rest of his cock into her hole,
his eyes wide as he watched the tightly stretched ring of flesh
around her butt-hole scrape along the shaft, tighter than any
mouth or cunt he'd ever been in.
Gwen kept her eyes shut tightly, teeth clenched, hands curled
up into fists as she let his long, hard cock slide into her tender
butt-channel.
Finally, she could feel his hairy nut-sac flattening into the
base of her ass, the wiry hairs tickling slightly at the base of
her still-creaming twat lips.
At that touch, Gwen suddenly realized with a start that her
pussy was creaming again, without even being touched, even as her
father now began to slowly move his cock in and out of her
asshole. Her clit was tingling with renewed intensity, and the
burning itch in her asshole was turning to a fiery pleasure that
rippled all through her gut.
"Aaaahhhhh! Butt-fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me hard!" she cried
out, clenching her fists into the pillows and rotating her ass
backwards into her father's groin.
Ken kept a viselike grip on her slippery asscheeks as he
pushed in and out of her, slowly and gently at first, the
unbelievably sensual feel of her tightly clasping asshole
squeezing his cock like a virgin twat.
She had said she wanted him to take her cherry, and by God
she was giving him one hell of a virgin hole, Ken thought with a
grin. He could feel the sex-sweat starting to flow again on his
body in his excitement.
As the tight pressure began to lessen slightly with repeated
passages of his cock through her rectal channel, Ken leaned
forward over her body and reached beneath to cup her dangling
tits, squeezing them up hard to her chest, pulling her whole body
up to his as he fucked. Her hard nipples dug into his palms, and
he gripped harder, his own fingers sinking into the firm flesh as
he increased the force of his ass-fucking.
Gwen's breathing was becoming more and more ragged and faster
as her father's long hot cock picked up speed in its reaming out
of her rear hole.
"My God, this is so fine, so good!" Ken grunted as he fucked
her ass. Leaning farther forward on her sweaty back, Ken buried
his face in the mounds of soft blonde hair on her head while,
pulling up hard on her tits, he held her entire body to his. "Oh
yeah, give me your cherry-ass, baby! Fuck me!"
Gwen swung her head from side to side, eyes shut and a wide
smile on her face as her father reamed her virgin asshole with
more and more powerful strokes. Her puckered-up nipples sent
little shocks of bliss through her as he manhandled her tits, and
the initial pain of his deeply-penetrating cock was completely
gone, replaced by an incredibly new sensation of erotic joy.
She humped her ass backwards to meet each of his thrusts now,
seeking to drive more of his massive cock into her bowels. She
could feel her stomach doing flip-flops, churning in joy as his
incestuous cock pried deeper and deeper into her ass.
"Oh, Daddy! It's wonderful!" I love your beautiful big cock
up my ass!!" she cried joyfully. "Fuck me, Daddy! Shoot all your
hot jizz up my ass!"
Hearing his daughter shouting out her joy at being ass-fucked
ignited Ken into even harder thrusts. He felt his balls slapping
into the base of her dripping twat with each ass-filling thrust,
and suddenly slid one hand off a trembling breast, snaking it down
over her churning stomach and into the wet nest of her curling
twat hairs, seeking out and zeroing in on her straining clit.
"Oh, yes!! DADDY!!" Gwen cried at his sudden touch. She
felt the burning fire in her clitoris spreading out in wider
circles from her twat, mixing with the pleasure of his hot prick
ramming on and on into her ass.
Her mouth opened in a soundless scream of ecstasy as the
intense pleasure rippled through her, causing her to shiver as if
tossed into a pool of ice.
Gwen could feel his thickly furred balls tickling her as they
made wet, hard contact with her slot. Her body convulsed suddenly
as she lost all control and for the second time fell into the hot
embraces of a fantastic climax.
"Oh, not again! Oh, Daddy, you've made me come AGAIN!!!
Ohhh, Daddddyyyyyy!!!!" she screamed. For a long minute her orgasm
rocked her, splitting her open as though her father's cock had
literally broken her in two, filling her with waves of liquid
fires of ecstasy.
Ken was now grunting furiously as he rammed in and out of her
quaking body, watching the muscles of her back ripple as she
convulsed into her second fabulous orgasm. Her spine seemed to
run to water for a moment as she twisted and turned, still split
on his cock up her ass. Her pussy sucked hungrily at his fingers
as he slipped them into her moist twat, finger-fucking her from
the front while still reaming out her luscious young ass.
Gwen's orgasm peaked and started to dwindle downward again as
her father moved both hands back around to grasp her hips, putting
all of his energy into shoving into her now greedily clasping
butt-hole. Gwen gasped in pure pleasure as she felt the hot
progress of his cock up her nether hole, all pain gone, and she
found herself eager for each new inward stroke.
Coming down from her orgasm she collapsed forward, keeping
her ass up and held to him, but mashing her face down into the
pillows, her billowing tits resting on the sweat-stained sheets
beneath her body.
Gwen had always been fascinated to think of what it would be
like to fuck her father, but the reality of the moment was better
than any of her wildest wet dreams had ever been. His cock seemed
to be never-tiring, and he was like a rutting, raging stallion,
reaming out her bruised ass time and again. Her last cherry was
gone, and her father's passionately fucking daddy-cock had taken
it impressively.
She moaned and sighed, squeezing her eyes shut and watching
the colors burst behind her eyelids. She felt drained from her
two rapid orgasms, and let her father fuck away at her ass, loving
the feel and sensual impact of his cock as it reamed deeply into
her body again and again.
Ken's body was coated with sweat now, and it flew off his
nose as he grunted and pumped harder and harder into his
daughter's luscious backside. Her asscheeks were flushed red from
his continual, almost brutal, pounding into her as he drove
relentlessly downward. Her asshole was total heaven around his
cock, and he fought to finally break through to his long-denied
climax.
He could hear little moans and sighs, muffled by the pillow
under her face, as his daughter took every inch of his cock and
yearned for more. "So good, so good, so good ..." she kept
sighing over and over.
Then the pressure of her tightly clasping ass made his balls
boil and he sent his first load of cum into her hole, gasping as
his body was raked with sweet fire.
"I'm coming!!! Oh, you sweet little bitch of a daughter!" he
cried, his fingers suddenly sinking so deeply into the skin of her
ass that Gwen flinched in surprised pain. Ken spewed wad after
burning wad of jism into her tight asshole, his cock jerking and
throbbing about as he came, unloading his nuts in a long volley of
thick heavy spunk into her belly. He leaned into her, grinding
his groin into her butt as he pumped his daughter's ass full of
his boiling semen.
He collapsed over her, panting heavily as he finally shot the
last of his wad. Gwen could still feel his cock, slowly halting
after its frantic, uncontrolled orgasm, but still hard and
throbbing.
The massive thickness of his cock kept her ass stretched open
wide as they both lay pressed into the bed, fighting to regain
their breath. Ken let his head wiggle around to the side of her
face and he whispered into her ear.
"Want more, baby girl?" he gasped.
"Yes, Daddy, yes!!" she sighed back happily, tensing her ass
cheeks around his deeply buried cock.
Ken reared back and pulled his long prick slowly out of her
tight rectum. Gwen felt suddenly empty without that huge load of
male meat stuffed up her butt. Ken grasped her by the shoulder as
his cock finally popped out of her hole, and he rolled her over
onto her back, her breasts bouncing delightfully as she flopped
over. She grinned up at her father as he wriggled around on top of
her, swinging around so that his hips were now over her head, his
semi-erect cock sticking out only inches from the tip of her nose,
dripping wet with his just-released load and bright-red in
coloration.
Gwen looked up at his cock with fascination, then raised her
hand to run one finger lightly along the fat vein on the bottom,
flicking off fat drops of his jizz from the shaft to plop into her
open mouth.
"Oh God, Daddy!!" she suddenly cried out as she felt him bury
his face in her moist snatch, his tongue lapping up her own
vaginal juices.
She gasped and pulled up and spread her legs to expose more
of her twat to his talented tongue. As her father hungrily
slurped at her cunt, Gwen grasped his cock at the base and pulled
it down, plopping the huge wet crown into her warm mouth.
So heavy had been his discharge that all she could taste as
she licked the shaft was his own tangy jizz. She ran her pink
tongue eagerly around and around the length, watching it grow
longer and harder again at her touch, while licking it clean of
all the gleaming sex juices. Once she had completely covered it
with her tongue, licking off every drop, she took the fat head
back into her mouth and began to gently suck on it, digging the
tip of her tongue into the slit in the end, striving for every
last drop she could garner from it.
Ken's hips shuddered at the delightful sensations of his
daughter's sucking mouth lovingly working over the head of his
cock, and he wanted more. He slowly lowered his hips, sliding
more of his long prick into her wet mouth, until he felt the fat
cock-head press into the back of her close-clasping throat.
Gwen moaned softly in pleasure at her mouthful of father-
cock, and Ken's prick lurched again, blowing up to full length
once again in her mouth as the vibrations of her sighs and moans
ran up and down the shaft.
Gwen's hot moist mouth was as good as her snatch at working
over his cock, and Ken started to fuck his daughter's mouth,
humping his hips up and down rhythmically into her beautiful face,
while continuing to feast on her juicy twat.
Her muff was beginning to hump upward with its own insistent
rhythm in response to his motions as he fucked her mouth, and Ken
ran his tongue up and down her swollen pussy lips, then pried
deeply into her wet slot, slurping up every drop of her pussy
cream he could get to. His young daughter's snatch cream tasted
warm and sharp on his palate, and he wanted all he could get of
it.
As he ran his rough tongue back up her pouting twat lips, he
circled around the aroused bud of her clitoris, the wet tip of his
tongue playing havoc on the super-sensitive little pleasure
button. The already over-charged little point sent new spasms of
pleasure up and down Gwen's lush young body and she rocked beneath
him.
Gwen felt her father's cock bulging even more in her mouth,
stretching her lips back as the long shaft slid up and down over
her tongue. Her cheeks were alternately billowing out and sucking
in as she worked hard on his prick. Tilting her head back so that
she was looking almost straight toward the headboard, she relaxed
the tension of her throat muscles on each of his inward strokes
and let the cock-crown slip down into the tight clasp of her
throat. She could taste the pre-cum dripping steadily from his
huge, passion-flushed cock-head.
Gwen loved the taste of a man's hot cock, and thought her
father's was one of the best she'd ever had her lips around. She
loved the feel of it as it thrust slowly in and out of her wet
mouth and throat, loved it almost as much as having it shoved hard
and furious into her cunt - or, now that she had experienced it,
even her asshole, delightful as she had found that to be!
She realized with a start that she had now taken her father
in three different ways that evening, and he was still going
strong.
The taste of Gwen's wet snatch, combined with the incredible
feeling of her throat muscles rippling over his super-aroused cock
as she deep-throated him proved to be too much for Ken to hold
back from for very long.
"Oh, YEAH!! Here it comes again!" Ken mumbled into his
daughter's hot little twat as once again he felt the familiar
churning in his balls that told him he was about to come. He
wanted to fill his daughter's belly from both directions now, and
kept fucking steadily into her throat as his balls once more
exploded, sending his jizz spurting through his cock.
Gwen began to swallow rapidly, keeping her red lips closed
tightly around the jerking, sliding shaft, wanting to get every
drop of semen he had for her. Licking the remainders of his
previous load off had merely sharpened her appetite for more.
She could feel the first hot, steaming wad of her father's
cum burst from his cock-head and pour into her throat. She had to
jerk her own head about to keep his wildly jerking cock in her
mouth, and she increased the frenzied rate of her swallowing as
Ken's dong now fucked hard into her throat, so deeply imbedded had
it gotten. He shot wad after steaming wad of his sticky jizz into
her throat as Gwen held her breath and swallowed for all she was
worth. And with every tight-clasping move of her throat along his
shaft when she swallowed, the erotic sensations pumped still more
manseed from his shaft.
His supply of creamy jizz hadn't been diminished by the large
load he'd just blown up her tight asshole, and she had to work
hard to keep from gagging on the full load he pumped down her
throat.
Gwen's face went crazy on his cock, and she pushed upward,
actually impaling herself on his pole as his deliciously salty
musk continued to flow down her throat and pool warmly in her
belly.
She raised her hands and grasped his buns, pulling him down
to her, unwilling to allow even a single drop to escape if he
should pull out before having completely released himself in her
mouth. And even as she was swallowing the last of his load, she
felt the hot spasms of pleasure start in her own snatch and she
came again under her father's tongue.
Ken had done his pussy-eating job well, and Gwen squealed in
burbling cries of pleasure around her mouthful of prick, mashing
her spasming muff up into his face, grinding her widespread,
swollen snatch lips around and around on his juice-smeared
countenance.
They were locked in the ultimate incestuous kiss as Gwen
drank every spurt from her father's jerking cock and Ken slurped
up each golden dewy drop from his daughter's trembling cunt.
Gwen felt her pussy meat throbbing wildly as she gushed forth
in orgasm, her father lapping hungrily, sucking and slurping
noisily at her cunt. He managed to get most of her gooey creams,
but a little trickled down into the crack of her ass, and puddled
up on the already well-stained bed beneath her well-reamed ass.
Gwen gave one last muffled moan of pleasure as her orgasm reached
its peak, sending delicious convulsions of ecstasy through her,
and then she again came down slowly from the ultimate sensual high
of orgasm.
Her eyes fluttered open as she realized she'd almost passed
out from the intense delight. She looked up and saw her father's
powerful thighs still framing her face, his cock now becoming
smaller in her mouth, pulsing erotically as he too recovered from
his second climax with her.
Ken let out a loud, happy sigh of relief, his warm breath
stirring the wet pussy hairs around her box, making it tingle with
a gentle sensuality. He slowly collapsed as the overworked
muscles throughout his body relaxed in the afterglow of his
orgasm.
Letting himself down on one elbow, he rolled onto the bed at
his daughter's side, and Gwen had to let his cock slide,
reluctantly, from her slick mouth. She was suddenly aware of a
stiffness in her neck from the unnatural angle she'd had to hold
her head at in order to deep-throat her father's steel-hard shaft.
But she reveled in the slight tingling pain, accepting it as part
of the erotic act she had participated in with her father.
My father! she thought pleasantly.
She lifted her head weakly to smile down at him, and for the
first time since he had entered the room she became aware of other
things. And one of those was the sight of her mother and brother
standing in the doorway, both stark-naked!
Gwen could only stare in mute surprise at the sight, and Ken,
seeing her strange gaze past his head, turned to look, and froze
at the sight as well.
Both Carol and Bill were grinning from ear to ear and, as she
stepped into the room, Carol clapped her hands lightly.
"Absolutely superb! I knew you could do it if you just let
your hair down, Ken darling!" Behind her Bill moved into the
room, and both Gwen and Ken saw he was sporting a massive
erection.
As her brother and mother moved to join them on the mattress,
Gwen grinned back down at her father, and he returned the look,
shrugging his shoulders in mock surrender.
Gwen lay back on the pillows, stretched her arms wide, and
giggled as her entire family crawled into her naked arms, turning
into a squirming mass of aroused flesh.
She had not only fulfilled her life-long fantasy, but it
seemed several she had never even dreamed of!
The End
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