extrem incest

Olivia suddenly felt the first hot wad of cum spatter into her sucking cunt. She dug her fingernails into her son’s back, raking the hot, trembling skin as she slammed her head into the mattress.

“AAAAHHHH!” she yelled as she felt her pussy filling up with her son’s heavy load of cock cream.

She squeezed her pussy harder, milking his shooting prick of more jizz as the heavy wads exploded into her twat. It was all she needed. The huge pulsing in her gut caused her to shatter with release.

“I’m coming, tooooo!” Olivia cried.

She thrashed about on the bed, bucking, hunching, and flailing her arms around like a woman gone beserk. Ronny had a rough ride to keep his spurting cock in his mother’s cunt hole, but he managed.

She wriggled her ass back and forth, and drummed her heels on her son’s legs. She shuddered and gasped for breath as she panted in the aftermath of her orgasm. She was completely sober again and the thought of what she’d done came over her again.

Ronny rolled off his mother and sighed. He turned his head and smiled at her as he lay on the bed. He reached out and held one of her tits. It had been the most satisfying fuck he’d had.

“Ronny,” Olivia finally ventured.

“Yeah, Mom?”

“I… uhhh… what do you think of me?”

“I think you’re the best mom in the whole world,” he smiled. He continued to play with her tit.

She smiled and closed her eyes as exhaustion took over her mind. She reached out and gripped her son’s cock, though. Ronny moved closer to his mother so he could hold her tit as he slept.

Thoughts rolled on in each of their heads and sleep gradually came.

Ronny shook for a moment, and then opened his eyes. He searched the room for a clock and saw it was five in the morning. He thought he recognized the clock, and then the memories of last night came over him. He had fucked his mother! He looked over at her sleeping beside him. Sometime during the night they’d pulled the covers over themselves, but Ronny could see his mother’s luscious tits.

His ever-ready prick immediately sprang to lusting attention. In a series of jerking throbs, it shuddered to attention. It was like a fleshy spear standing upright on his belly, and his balls began to ache with lust again.

Ronny smiled and glanced around the room. The dim light from the safety light made it easy enough for him to see in the room. He noted with a grin the petroleum jelly on the dresser on the far side of the room. The mischievous thought entered into his mind. His cock gave a convulsive shudder of passion, and he knew he’d be sending his prick up his mother’s shithole soon.

He carefully got out of the bed and walked over to the dresser. He got the jar of lubricant, and walked back to the bed, then pulled the covers back from his mother’s form. Her nakedness was a delight to his hungry eyes.

She was lying on her back, her tits pointing straight up. The dim light made her bush a dark triangle of hair between her creamy white legs. Ronny’s cock throbbed with heady desire. He crawled upon the bed and reached out with a trembling hand.

Olivia stirred. Her dreams had been confused, but now they took on sharper focus. A stranger was caressing her body with eager hands. Her tits were being fondled. She felt as if she couldn’t move, and when the stranger reached between her legs and parted the puffy lips of her twat, she opened her eyes.

She stared up at the grinning face of her son. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. She arched her hips up to meet his probing fingers in her pussy.

“Oh, do it to me, Son,” she whispered.

“You bet, Mom,” Ronny grinned.

She writhed sensuously on the bed as her son fingered her aching pussy. His fingers parted the puffy lips of her cunt, forcing their way into the depths of her swampy snatch. Her blood-engorged clit was throbbing, aching to be rubbed by something, anything, to get her off!

She mewed softly. Her body was on fire, and the doubt she’d had about fucking her son faded quickly. She was happy and content. The problem with Fred faded into the background.

She gripped her son’s pulsing prick, fondling the hot, smooth, shaft with trembling fingers. Her belly was quaking with lust as the warmth of her son’s cock transferred to her mind.

“Oh, Mom, you’re too much!” Ronny exclaimed.

He leaned over slowly, taking one of his mother’s tits into his sucking mouth. He let his tongue rake over her nipple, and it brought moans of delirious passion to her lips.

His balls contracted slightfy with an aching throb, and he groaned. His mind was reeling with a thousand different lust-provoking thoughts. He pulled on the tit he wasn’t sucking. The satiny smooth skin rolled and twisted under his probing fingers, sending chills through his body.

“Ohhhh, do it fine!” she moaned.

He continued tickling her clit. It sent the fluids through her cunt, making them drool slightly out of her hole.

She rocked her hips from side to side, making her clit rub against his digging fingers. She kept up the stroking of his cock, and the bits of pre-cum fluid slithered out of his piss-slit and down the length of his stiff shaft.

The rising tide of their raging passion reached a peak of foreplay, and the time came for the fucking to begin. Ronny already had his plan ready for his mother’s surprise. He gently but swiftly turned her onto her stomach and lifted her ass up in the air.

“Are you going to fuck me dog-style?” she asked.

Ronny didn’t answer, but quickly picked up the jar of lubricant and spread open the velvet smooth crack of her ass. She jerked a little, but she could guess what her son was planning to do. She was on her hands and knees, and she waited.

Ronny quickly got a dab of the lubricant and placed the stuff on her brown, puckered asshole.

He pushed, and his fingers slid into her guts easily, passing through the tight ring of her sphincter muscle. It would present a larger problem for his invading cock.

He lathered the inside of his mother’s bowels, making sure she had enough so the anal invasion wouldn’t be too bad. He then got another dab and placed the slick stuff on his prick. He made sure he had enough, and then placed the jar back on the night stand.

“I’m going to fuck you up the ass!” Ronny announced.

“I know,” Olivia smiled. “Do it to me, Son! Slip that big slab of cock meat up my ass!”

Ronny spread wide the crack of his mother’s ass. She wriggled slightly, and he brought his throbbing cock into position.

He placed his cockhead at the entrance to her bowels, and with a lunge, stuffed his prick into his mother’s guts. It slid halfway past her sphincter muscle, and then her ass clamped down hard on his cock.

He slid one hand back to his mother’s quivering cunt. He found the slit of her sex and fingered her clit, bringing about more pleasant feelings to her body.

“Ahhhh,” Olivia sighed. The feel of her son’s dong in her butt was odd, but not totally unpleasant.

Ronny gripped her hips and got a better hold so he could buck the rest of the way into her ass. He snorted loudly as he hunched his hips forward, sending his prick all the way into her guts. He mashed hard against his mother’s jiggling asscheeks.

“Ooooohhh, Mom!” Ronny muttered. “Your ass is too tight!”

“Slip it around in there, Son!” she uttered.

The smooth moons of her ass gripped the exposed length of his cock and it was another wild sensation for him to take. He was actually butt- fucking his mother! The thought was almost insane, but the act was nothing but ecstasy.

The hot, buttery depths of his mother’s bowels sent shivers of delight up and down the rigid shaft he had stuffed into her shithole. His balls ached and he slowly, gently, pulled the stiff length of his cock out of her. The ridges and crevices of her bowels scraped against the wide flaring head of his prick. It sent stabbing bolts of pleasure into his nuts.

“Aaaaahhhh!” she moaned. “Move that cock in my shitter!”

She moved one of her hands up to her tits, using the other for balance. She was on one elbow and her knees. Her ass was waving in the air with her son’s long slab of cock meat stuffed into her guts. She rubbed her trembling hand over her tits, bringing hot blood to her breasts.

He sent his cock back into her asshole. The sheer ecstasy of the perverted act was more than she had ever experienced in years! It sent her to flying high, and she was completely happy.

“Aaaaggghhh!” she cried. “That’s the way to do it!”

“Move that ass, Mom!” he shouted. “Move it!”

His forehead was becoming coated with sweat, and it trickled down into his eyes. It stung him, but he ignored the slight pain as he stared down at the perverted sight of his cock sliding in and out of his mother’s asshole. Her shitter was giving him such a tight squeeze, he couldn’t really believe it. Her bowels were massaging the whole length of his dong and he wanted it to continue forever.

His fingers kept digging into her swampy twat, bringing flashes of joy to his mother. His thumb strummed over and over on her throbbing clit, playing it like a masterfucker. His fingers were searching out the hot, horny depths of his mother’s flooded snatch. The fluids pouring out from her pussy were coating his hand with its hot juices.

“Oooohhh!” he groaned. “Mom! Shit! I love your ass!”

“Baby! My little baby!” she gasped. “Move that cock!”

Ronny kept up his deep, slow thrusts into her behind, forcing as much of his dong into her asshole as he could. The way it slithered up her, aided by the lubricant he’d applied earlier, was a lot better than the time he’d fucked Mary up the ass. This way, the skin of his cock didn’t feel like it was being rubbed off. No, it was merely the feeling of being rubbed by smooth, slick, tiny fingers playing on his cock.

Ronny’s trembling cock snaked up into his mother’s bowels with each deep move of his hips. He pulled it out quickly until only the massive head of his pecker was in her shitter, and then he’d push it back into her. The obscene act was causing him to quiver on the edge of its impending, explosive orgasm.

“So tight!” he cried. “Your ass is so tight!”

“Do me good, baby!” Olivia yelled. “Fuck my ass good!”

Nothing mattered to Oliva but the feelings she was receiving from her burning loins. Her son’s fingers were plundering her pussy so well she could barely keep herself on her knees. The tingling in her clit was driving her absolutely wild!

The heady aroma of her spunky oils was making her even hornier than she had been. She ran her hands over her tits hard, pinching the sensitive tips. Her nipples ached with delight. With each caress she gave herself, her orgasm came closer.

It would be soon. There was nothing that was going to stop it. It would overwhelm her. She humped back against his invading cock, trying to trigger her climax.

“Ahhh!” she cried out. “Oh, fuck! Shit! Piss! Lay it in me!”

“Oh, Mom!” he groaned. “Oh, Mom!”

The churning in his hairy balls was getting wilder. The thick, stiff length of his cock was throbbing with each move he made. The hot, delightful feel of his mother’s bowels was milking his prick good! He shuddered as a huge wave of lust passed through him.

He clenched his eyes tightly, making sure he had a firm grip on her hip and cunt. He shoved his fingers into her slit with ever increasing, frantic stabs of lust. It caused his mother to shiver, and it made his balls ache more.

With each butt-smacking stab into her asshole, his balls would swing forward a little and touch the base of her hairy cunt lips. Some of her hot, juicy oils would spatter onto his nuts, and his balls throbbed deeply with each drop.

“Shake that ass, Mom!” he yelled. “Shake it for me!”

“Ohhh!” she moaned. “Fuck your mother good!”

Her twat was a steaming mass of quivering flesh. Her clit was throbbing with each touch of her son’s fingers. She was on the brink of the most shattering orgasm in years! She gasped and moaned with each thrust his big cock made into her shitter.

She grabbed one of her tits and squeezed as hard as she could. It sent a stab of pain into her brain, holding off the orgasm for a few more minutes. Her frenzied bucking back against her son’s body was so delicious, she almost hated the fact of her impending orgasm.

But the thought of feeling her son spurt his heavy load of cock juice into her guts made her start squeezing her butt muscles. She timed it to his thrusts. It caused a shudder to spasm through his young body, and he stopped fingering her cunt for a second. But he went back to scraping his thumb over her pulsing clit with renewed vigor.

“Love the way you fuck my ass!” she told her son. “Do it to me!”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he chanted.

Ronny’s fingers stabbed into her pussy time and again. She hissed with delight, biting hard into the pillow.

Olivia felt the first deep shudder grip her gut. She lifted her head up, and got on her hands and knees. It was going to happen. She recognized the heightening of all her senses. Her sight seemed to be tinged with flashes of electric blue.

“I’mmm coming!” she wailed, shaking all over.

She bounced her ass back against his invading cock. She clamped down hard with all the muscles in her guts. Her cunt sent a gush of juices out of her hole and they trickled down the insides of her quaking thighs. She was a bundle of wanton, panting, lusting, orgasming nerves.

Ronny’s mind was blown by the smashing orgasm his mother was experiencing. When her butt muscles clamped on his dick, he thought he was going to die, it was so painful. But it was all his balls needed to release the flood gates on his pent-up load of hot, scalding cum.

“Aaaaggghhh!” he screamed. “Mom! Mom! Oh, shit! Mom!”

His large pecker swelled up to immense size and started sending thick wads of cock juice into his mother’s bowels. He pulled his hand from her pussy and gripped her hips. He shoved as much of his spasming prick into her trembling guts as he could. His eyes closed and he thought about only the immense pleasure smacking into his body.

He hunched into his mother’s asshole, flattening her asscheeks with his stabbings. He rolled his hips in small sensuous circles, pulling back on her hips at the same time. They were both lost in their own world of spasming, shuddering orgasm.

Gradually, they both calmed down, and Olivia lowered her body to the bed. Ronny pulled his cock from his mother’s shitter, making a lewd popping sound as he did so. Not a drop of his heavy cum trailed out of her butt. She had taken all of his load. He smiled at the thought and lay back on the bed.

Olivia turned over, her entire body tingling with the release of her pent-up tensions. She glanced over her son and noted with a wry grin that his big prick was shriveling up slightly. Its load having been delivered in her bowels, it rested upon his belly.

Olivia sighed, rolled onto her side, pushing all troubled thoughts aside and went to sleep.

Olivia awoke and stretched lightly, not wanting to wake up Ronny. She was ready for another sexual bout with her son, but she wanted to take a shower first. She felt slightly grimy from all the cum her body had taken in the night before.

She got to her feet and glanced at the clock. It was seven o’clock. She didn’t usually get up this early, but she figured Ronny would be stirring soon.

She went to her closet and carefully got her bathrobe. She didn’t dare use the bathroom just off the bedroom’s far wall, so she headed for the other bathroom down the corridor. She locked the door behind her and got into the shower cabinet. It was a large bathroom, with a separate room for a shower. She turned on the water, and sputtered for a moment as the spray splattered against her ripe body.

She picked up the soap and scrubbed her body. After a short, brisk shower, she slipped on her bathrobe and stepped from the bathroom. She walked down the hall and paused at the door of her younger son’s room. A mischievous thought popped into her mind. She had to have a look at him.

She opened the door quietly and stopped in shocked surprise. She clutched her tits through her robe. George was stretched on his bed, sound asleep. What had stopped her like a steel curtain at the doorway was the fact he was naked.

She stared at him in amazement. She hadn’t seen him naked since he was eleven. But the sight of her son’s body glowing with powerful sensuality made her faint from the hot lust blasting away at her twitching snatch. She studied every inch of his smoothly muscular body.

His body was thick and muscular. His cock was a narrow spear and the head flared out like a mushroom cap. What particularly excited and attracted her was that her younger son’s cock was in a state of erection.

She felt her body throbbing with powerful excitement as she moved into the room quietly, shutting and locking the door behind her. She stood beside the boy’s bed. His swollen cock, inflamed with blood and lust, lay stretched and twitching slightly across his flat belly. The reddened skin was drawn tight around the big prick, while a drop of pre- cum juice oozed out of the piss-slit.

Her eyes widened when she saw the clear droplet. She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth as her clit tingled. She was in a quandry, but it passed quickly.

Her nipples hardened into tiny spikes as every square inch of her trembling body begged for George’s dick. Her clit throbbed in time with each beat of her heart.

Olivia looked down at his cock for a minute, not moving a muscle nor saying a word. The lust she’d been feeling since she awoke flared even higher and hotter. Staring at his swollen prick, she let out a low moan and then impulsively bent over her son.

“George?” she whispered huskily as she moved her lips over the shining, pulsating dickhead. She wished that her son would wake up and see her panting like a bitch dog above his cock. And at the same time, she prayed he’d stay asleep and let her have her way with his prick. She wasn’t quite sure she was ready to fuck her younger son, too.

“George?” she called out softly again.

The boy gave no answer. Slowly, she sank down, sticking her tongue out. She moved her tongue around the hot cockhead, paying special attention to the sensitive underside of his jerking prick. Her tongue slid around and around, teasing and stroking the hard shaft. The taste of the boy’s cum was salty and sweet. It drove her to higher levels of desire.

The boy stirred slightly on his bed, hiking his hips slightly and driving his cock into her mouth.

She backed away for a second. There was still time to get out of the room. He was still asleep. She hadn’t really done anything, but in a second, she’d be sucking her son off. He shifted again, driving his cock up toward her parted lips.

That was too much for her! She groaned. What was the difference between her older son and then sucking her younger son? She shoved her mouth as far down his thick shaft as she could. She felt her robe fall open, letting her big tits swing free. Her lips milked at his throbbing erection as she felt the flaring head of his prick bump against the back of her throat.

Olivia was amazed that George could stay asleep through all this. She was hoping he’d awaken and see her sucking at his cock like a little girl with a lollipop. She backed away, almost drawing her mouth off his jerking cock. Then she drew the head back between her lips, sliding her tongue over the surface. She drew off the beads of cum juice that were beginning to leak more freely from the piss-slit. She teased the opening and tasted new salty fluid seep into her mouth.

“Unnnggghhh!” he moaned. “Aaaahhh!”

She backed off again. She sensed that he was about to spray out his load of tightly packed jizz even though he was asleep. The boy arched his back, lifting his body slightly off the bed as he attempted to drive his cock deeper into his mother’s mouth.

“Oh, Jesus!” she gasped, reaching up and pulling the robe off her trembling, sweating body. She looked down at her son’s quivering prick. It jerked frantically. Beads of cum mixed with her spit glistened on the pulsating, purple head of his cock.

She slipped her hand under the boy’s taut asscheeks. She then reached over and cradled his balls. The hot, leathery skin warmed her palm. She squeezed his nuts gently.

“Unnnggghhh!” he cried out again.

She lowered her head, wrapping her lips around the boy’s balls. She started to massage the sac, driving her sleeping son higher and higher toward climax. She ran her tongue back and forth across the boy’s balls more frantically, probing and circling the hot, outer skin.

“Unnngggghhh! Annnngggghhh!” George cried out as his eyelids snapped open.

“Oh, God!” she gasped, looking and seeing the surprised expression on her younger son’s face.

“I thought I was dreaming! I thought I was dreaming!” the boy whispered huskily.

“Oh, God,” she moaned again, holding the boy’s dick and slicing her hand up and down the spit-slick shaft as she stared hotly into his eyes. “Did you dream that I was doing it to you?”

“You really did it to me! You really went down on me and tried to suck me off!” George exclaimed.

“Please, try to understand,” she murmured.

“Oh, Mom,” he moaned, stroking her cheek gently. “I understand.” His cock remained as hard as steel in her fist.

She continued to pump his cock slowly as she stared into his eyes. She wasn’t that sorry about what had happened. All she could think of was that she needed a cock, and he had a cock. He was a man and she was a woman hot for dick. Waves of sexual lust swept over her beating clit, making her cunt contract sharply as she felt something wet ooze over her fingers.

She looked down and saw more cum leaking out of the boy’s piss-slit. It trickled down his dong and onto her clutching hand. No matter what he thought about her when he woke up, he was now obviously in a state of high arousal. George’s eyes widened, then started roaming over the soft curves of her voluptuous body.

“Do you want me? Do you want me as bad as I want you?” she blurted. She could tell from the increased throbbing in his dick he did.

“We’ll have to be quiet,” he whispered, motioning to the wall behind him.

“Mary’s not all that heavy a sleeper.”

Olivia felt her heart skip several beats as he lay back on the bed and spread his legs wide apart. The boy had accepted her advances and was even encouraging them now.

“My son!” she gasped. “My adorable son!”

There was a lush hotness glowing from her belly down to the fat, swollen lips of her cunt. Her clit and her nipples were so sensitive that she thought they’d explode and rip off her body. She felt the hot flesh of his cock throb harder and harder. The thick stream of fuck juice ran down the hard pecker, making her palm slippery. As the meaty prong throbbed, she greedily squeezed it. Her hand jacked up and down, making him groan.

“Oh, Mom, get on my prick!” he moaned. “Shit, you want that cock, don’t you? Suck it again! Oh, Mom, suck my cock!”

In an instant, she was back on his dick. The thick prick-oil bubbled out of his cockhead into her mouth, making her swallow until her mouth and throat were coated with a thick film of the boy’s jism.

“Shit! Ohhh, fuck!” he cried out, his fingers digging into the mattress.

Olivia moaned softly. Her tongue continued to lave over the invading cock. She flicked it at the thick prick, making it throb even harder in her milking hand.

“Lick it! Suck it!” he whispered loudly as he drove his cock deeper into his mother’s sucking mouth.

She could tell from his thrusts that he was close to shooting his jizz. As much as she wanted to bring him off, she had better plans for his cock juice.

She lifted her mouth from her son’s aching loins and smiled up at his startled face. “Fuck me,” she hissed.

George looked deeply into her eyes and nodded. A wide smile split his face.

She climbed onto the bed with him and smiled up as he positioned himself over her trembling and eager body. Her cunt was awash with all the pussy juice that had lubricated her twat when she had sucked her son’s pecker.

She whimpered slightly as she felt the boy’s thighs flex and the muscles on his arms bulge as he lowered himself onto her. She felt the head of his cock on her eager cunt. She moaned as it slid down until it brushed lightly against her hot hole.

“Put it in!” Olivia gasped. She lay quietly on the bed, drinking in the delicious feeling of her younger son’s fat prick pulsating hard against her seething cunt.

She held her breath as his cock bounced against her upturned asscheeks. His cock left tiny splotches of cum on her hot skin as he reached down and splayed her thighs even farther apart. Every motion he made sent her whirling higher and higher toward climax.

“Ohhh, yesss, yesss!” she hissed as she felt her son’s cock pushing up against her sweat-matted cunt hairs. He was making tenative jabs as his dickhead inched closer and closer to its target.

“Ahhhh!” she cried as she arched her back high off the mattress.

His cock was almost at her hot hole. She couldn’t wait for him to make up his mind to finally fuck her. She found his prick with her trembling fingers. She ignored his protesting grunts and groans and pulled on it, guiding it toward her pussy.

He finally gave in to his mother’s frantic demands and pushed forward.

“UUUNNNHHH!” she groaned as he sent his pulsating cockhead plunging between her wet cunt lips.

His prick was all the way in her squishing, wet cunt! He twisted his body back and forth, rotating his sweaty thighs so that his shaft churned and screwed its way deeper and deeper into her snatch. The hot shaft reamed out her sucking hole, pushing farther into her heaving humping belly.

“Oh, yes! More! More!” she cried wildly.

“I’ll fuck your fucking brains out!” he gasped as his mother’s pussy gripped his cock tightly.

“Ohhh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she moaned with each stroke.

The fantastic strokes her son was making into her pussy was accenting the excitement tearing at her tits and clit. She gasped and jerked convulsively as her slick cunt juice gushed out faster.

“Eeeennngggghhh!” she gasped. “Ohhh! Fuck me! Fuck meee!”

She groaned like a crazed bitch as his stiff cock probed, churned and sloshed in and out of her swampy snatch. She was going out of control, squealing like a stuck pig with each stroke. Her pussy was being stretched, and rubbed to a shattering climax.

“Close! Unnggghh!” he cried out as he reached up and clamped his fingers around his mother’s sweaty tits. He heard her moan as his fingers dug into her massive-tits.

He pulled his cock almost completely out of his mother’s cunt. He then fell forward again, jamming his prick all the way up her drooling snatch. It went all the way to the hilt and sent shivers of joy through his mind.

She reached around her upturned thighs and grasped his balls. They were slapping against her ass as the boy increased the humping speed of his fucking. Softly and gently she cupped his nuts as he groaned.

“Ohhh, you feel so goood!” she cooed as she fondled him.

The massaging of his balls turned him into a panting, wild, fucking machine. She had to let go of his balls. The boy’s cock was hammering against her erect, throbbing clit, slamming in harder and harder as he sucked on her stiff nipples.

“Come! Come!” she cried out in desperation. She couldn’t hold out much longer. “Fuuuccckkk!” she yelled as she twisted her hips from side to side and dug her heels into her boy’s back. She whimpered louder and louder as he dug his teeth into one of her nipples.

“I’m gonna come!” he cried out suddenly.

“Yes! Oh, my baby! YESSS!” she hissed loudly as his cock swelled up enormously inside her slit. The muscles of his lower back and ass stiffened under her clenching fingers.

He was going to blast off into her pussy! She began to rock her hips faster and faster as he plunged deeper into her roaring cunt!

“Nooowww!” he wailed as he slammed his cock into her.

“Aaaarrrrgggghhh!” she cried as she felt the first spurt of cum spurting from his pounding cock.

George’s twitching prick scraped against her slick pussy walls as his steady grunts and gasps turned into a muffled roar of lust. He was squirting glob after sticky, hot, thick glob of cum into her cunt.

“OOOOHHH!” she shrieked as the hot jets of scalding cock juice triggered her own smashing orgasm.

The tidal wave of her thundering orgasm swept over her heaving belly, broke across her hardened nipples, then roared down into her sucking, dripping cunt. Wave after wave of orgasm racked her body. It made her pussy grip his spurting cock harder than ever.

He gave a final powerful hump into her belly, then collapsed upon her sweat-drenched body. He lay there gasping for a moment, then rolled off of her. The thick juices of their mixed fluids oozed out of her pussy hole and down the crease of her ass. He smiled at her.

Olivia smiled back at George and patted his head. “Let’s try to keep this a little secret, for now, okay?”

“I’ll try,” he nodded.

“That’s all I can ask,” she smiled. “That’s all, except maybe a few more fucks along the way.”

“You’ve got it!”

Mary slipped out of her dinner clothes. It’d only been a few minutes since they’d left the dining room.

She stripped completely naked and admired herself in the mirror above her dresser. She smiled. She could recall when she went out of her way not to look at herself in the mirror. That was before Ronny had fucked her and it was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

She went to her clothes drawer and pulled out the flimsy nightie she’d bought when she went into town for her voice lessons. It was a light green color and her luscious body was clearly visible through the thin material.

She put the thing on. Ronny would surely like it! She’d play a few records until it got a little later. Then, she’d go to his room, and they’d fuck until dawn! George was a good fuck, that she admitted, but she had a soft spot in her heart for Ronny. He’d been her first fuck and even though it had been a sort of rape at the beginning, she knew she had really wanted his cock.

After playing a bit of music she took one last glance at herself in the mirror. Her ripe tits were easily visible through the nightie, and her nipples stood out starkly.

She nodded, admiring her own beauty. She had been approached thousands of times while she and Ronny had gone on tour. She had ignored them, but now, with the joys of sex open to her, she would find it harder to do. But at least Ronny would be with her. And they could fuck all the way across the nation as they went on their tours.

She turned off the record player at nine o’clock. Ronny would surely be in his room. She opened the door carefully and listened carefully. She heard a muffled sound coming from her parents’ room. She wondered what it could be. She knew her father was sleeping on the couch. She walked gingerly to the door, and placed her ear against it. She heard Ronny braying out his lusty yell as he came. Her mother was fucking Ronny! It was wild to imagine, but she thought for a minute. If she had really fucked her own brother, like Dad said, then, why should she worry about fucking one of her own sons?

Mary shrugged her shoulders and walked back toward her room. She wasn’t in the least bit jealous. But she was horny, and had looked forward to feeling Ronny’s nice, big, fat cock sliding up her honey hole. She jerked her head around as she heard her mother join Ronny’s braying. She smiled.

A thought crossed her mind then. If Ronny could fuck his mother, why couldn’t she fuck her father? She’d fucked both of her brothers, and had loved every second of it. And the sight of her nubile young body would certainly send her father’s blood to racing if he was really fucking the daughters of his business partners, like mother said. She smiled wickedly and decided to try it.

Mary walked down the stairs, pausing to glance down. She saw her father working his way through a bottle of Scotch. Good, she thought, that’ll make him more hot-blooded.

She strode into the room, and walked over to her father. “Hello, Dad,” she said demurely.

Fred Desmond looked up and stared at the lovely sight of his daughter standing not more than a yard from him. She was wearing a transparent gown, and he could see all the womanly attributes she’d developed since the years he’d seen her skinny-dipping in the ranch lake. She’d been nine then, and it had caused him to realize he’d be loosing her soon.

“Hello,” he answered. “What can I do for you, princess?”

“I thought I’d ask the same question,” she smiled. She sat by her father, making sure the belt on her gown got a little loose, and exposed a lot of her lovely tit flesh. “You and Mom have sure been arguing a lot lately.”

“Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later,” he said. He gulped another stiff shot of Scotch. It burned all the way down. “I know it must be a shock to you, but your mother’s been having sex with her own brother!”

“I don’t really see what’s all that wrong with it if you’ve been fooling around on her,” Mary answered.

“Well, that’s different,” he snapped. He gazed at the lovely sight of one of his daughter’s tits hanging free. The nipple was hard and stiff, and he wondered what she really had on her mind.

“How?” she asked. “How is it different for you to fuck around, and then she does it, too? So… she fucks her brother. What’s so bad about that? If you’re both so hot-blooded, why don’t you both just give in to the urges, and don’t fight it?”

Fred looked at his demure, pretty daughter with a surprised open mouth. He’d never thought he’d live to see the day when his daughter would talk like a truck driver. “You don’t know what you’re talking about! I’m talking about incest!”

“Have you ever tried it?” she asked. She opened her robe all the way, and stared at her father with faintly gleaming eyes. “Want to?”

“My God!” Fred gasped out. He stared at the lush bush on his daughter’s loins, and then gulped. He placed the glass on the table and then slowly stood up. He undid his shirt. “If you want to fuck, we’ll fuck!”

Mary smiled deeply. She was horny enough to fuck a mule, and now she was going to be fucked by her dad. It would be wonderful! She could already feel her pussy lips start to swell with hot, lusty blood. The juices started welling up in her cunt and oozing out of her hole.

She stood up and slipped out of her robe. It fell to her feet, and she moved the table out of the way of the couch. The couch could be made into a nice, soft bed. Mary didn’t want to fuck on the rough couch covers, but when it folded out, there was a nice, clean bed, and her father could fuck her there.

Fred quickly stripped. The sight of his daughter standing there naked and warm, ready to fuck, sent his drunken mind reeling. He slipped free of his pants, and thought again of all the young girls he’d fucked at the club house. He could tell that his daughter wasn’t a virgin. She had been too blunt, too demanding to be anything but hornier than hell. And he was about to grant her wish. He dropped his briefs, and his nine-inch cock sprang free.

“Ooooo!” Mary clapped her hands at the sight of her father’s nine inches of stiff, hard, cock meat. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but the bed came first. She threw the cushions to the floor, and then lifted the handle. Her father stepped to the side, and the bed came folding out. He helped her fold it completely out, and then she crawled upon the clean sheets, her ass wiggling at her father’s shocked face.

“Let’s get this show on the road!” Mary exclaimed.

Fred shook his head, making sure he wasn’t dreaming, and then joined his daughter. He couldn’t recall another girl he’d ever met that was as eager to be fucked as Mary. It made him wonder if his own hot nature had been passed on to his children. And how many of them were this hot? It was a puzzle he was determined to figure out.

“Get that juicy ass of yours over here!” Fred ordered.

Mary wriggled her way to her father and lay beside him, her nipples standing out from her tits. The twin peaks were thick and stiff with hot blood. They were aching for a hand to caress them, to touch them, to pull and grip them!

Fred didn’t waste any time. He reached out and caressed one of Mary’s heavy tits. He took the nipple between thumb and forefinger, twirled it slowly, and lowered his head to kiss her. Her thick lips met his, and their tongues explored the other’s mouth.

Mary moaned deep in her throat, feeling the familiar tingle begin all over her nubile young body. Her breath came in and out of her nose in great, shuddering gasps. Her blood was zinging through her veins, and the perverted thought of fucking her father made her that much more anxious than before!

Fred sent his other hand out over his daughter’s trembling thighs. He caressed the smooth, satiny skin, bringing goosebumps of delight to her skin. He drew out the kiss longer as his fingers crawled between her dainty legs and found the jungle bush of her hairy cunt.

His fingers parted the thick, puffy lips of her pussy, and encountered the juices already flowing freely out of her snatch. The hot oils splashed onto his fingers and the raw flanges of her aching cunt gripped his fingers hard. His thumb expertly found her tingling clit and rubbed over the nubbin.

Mary pulled her head back from her father’s mouth. “Oooohhh!” she gasped. “Daddy! Oh, Daddy!”

“My little girl!” Fred crooned at her. His eyes were flashing with raging lust.

She hunched her hips upwards to get more of her father’s fingers into her burning cunt. She was almost delirious from the obscene thoughts that kept creeping into her mind as she responded to her father’s relentless caresses.

She reached out with her tender fingers and gripped the nine-inch whanger jutting out from her father’s hairy loins. It was already drooling hot drops of cock juice and lathering up the entire length of the monstrous prick. She ran her hand up and down his cock several times, a trifle afraid of its size. But as the heat of his pecker seeped into her body, she knew she wanted that dong in her aching twat!

She was still in awe of the immense size of the big prick. Would it hurt her to have such a cock stuffed into her cunt? She’d taken Ronny’s and George’s cocks with no problems, but they had normal-sized cocks. She dismissed the fear. She had to have that cock! She had to!

“Oh, fuck me, Daddy!” she cried out. “Fuck me!”

“Oh, honey, oh! Baby!” he rasped. “Ahh, shit! I’ve got to have you! I’ve got to send my cock into your cunt!”

He pulled his daughter’s milking hand from his aching dong, and rolled her onto her back. She smiled up at him as he maneuvered his body over hers, poised and ready on his hands and knees. He got between her aching thighs, and lowered himself slowly, tenderly upon her quaking form.

He slid onto his elbows and toes, and guided the head of his dick to the slightly parted lips of his daughter’s pussy. He placed the mushroom- flared cockhead between the puffy flanges, and with a flick of his hips, sent his whanger sliding up into her cunt. The juices were helpful, but the size of his cock still gave her a little trouble.

Fred had to stop for a second with only half of his cock in his daughter’s tender cunt. He bucked into her, getting an inch in at a time, and finally sighed with delight, as the final inch smacked into her stretched pussy.

Her cunt was like a tight glove over his cock, stretching, but merely getting stretched and not breaking. Shit! He couldn’t remember a cunt he’d fucked that was this tight! He gasped with pleasure, and just lay there, his prick soaking in the hot juices of his daughter’s twat.

“Ohhh! Dadddyyyy!” she groaned. “Aaaahhh!”

She was in seventh heaven! Her father’s cock was stuffed into her stretched cunt, and she loved it! The thick monster cock had really given her clit a shake when he had bucked into her, getting all of his prick in her. She moved her legs slowly, and wrapped them around his waist. She placed her hands on his shoulders, rubbing her tits against his hairy chest.

She gasped when he pulled his cock out of her pussy, slowly, teasing her. The rough skin of his cock scraped against her clit, and each little movement sent deep spasms of joy through her young loins.

“Oh, honey,” he gasped. “Oh, you’re so fucking tight! Tight!”

He slid his hands between their bodies, and made searing contact with her heaving tits. He gripped them harshly, his mind drowning in wave after wave of roaring lust! He pinched and tweaked the nipples with a leer plastered on his lips.

He was just as much a pervert now as his wife was! He was fucking his own daughter! He was shoving his throbbing cock into the hot deeps of her teenage snatch! And he loved it!

He pushed his hips down again, sending his pecker slithering up into her sucking, milking pussy again. He clenched his teeth, reveling in the lovely touch her pussy gave to his burning cock. Her hot oils were flooding out of her. They drooled over his prick.

His balls drew up tight against his body. Each shuddering shove into his daughters sucking cunt sent his balls slapping softly against the satiny smooth skin of her bouncing buttcheeks.

“Awwww!” she yelled. “Daddy! Fuck me harrrddd!”

“Give it to me!” he gasped. “Shake your sweet ass! Shake it!”

She wriggled her young ass on the bed, giving her father different angles to slide his beautiful shuddering cock into her burning bush. Her clit pulsed with each deep beat of her heart, and the blood was bloating it even more. She was riding against her father’s body, making him send his cock into her cunt with ever increasing power.

She humped her hips up to meet every down thrust into her snatch, and slid them down again as he pulled his nine inches of cock meat out of her cunt. Each move made her entire body ache and tingle with suppressed desire. She was getting close now, so fucking close!

She tossed her head from side to side, lost in her own world of shuddering sensuality. She drummed her heels on her father’s ass, urging him to pump even faster. She was a fucking machine, moving and bouncing and whining with desire.

“Oooohhh!” she wailed. “Dadddddyyyy! Fuck me fassfteerr!”

“Baby! My little baby girl!” he cried out. “Baby girl!”

The burning in his aching balls increased, making each thrust into her milking, swampy pussy beautiful! The churning mass of cock juice broiling in his balls was sliding into position! He’d be coming soon!

Almost before he was ready, his prick gave a convulsive throb of deep power. Hi pulled his hands from her trembling tits, and slid them quickly to her wide flaring hips. He gripped her hips as he slammed into her pleasure giving pussy with a loud pelvic smacking thud!

“Aarrrgggh!” he growled. “I’m coming!”

His cock seemed to swell up to even larger proportions. It throbbed and began to spurt out thick gobs of hot sperm into her sucking cunt. He groaned and rolled his head from side to side. His buttcheeks were hard knots of aching muscle. He arched his back, forcing as much of his whanger into her pussy as he could. It was too much! Each throb of his cock sent more gobs of cock juice into his daughter’s cunt.

“Dadddyyy!” she wailed. “Ohhhh! Daddddyyy!”

With the first spurt of heavy jizz into her cunt, splattering on her pussy walls, she felt her own orgasm roar through her. She waved her arms and legs about like a demented woman. She jerked and quivered as the huge electrical spasms of ecstasy sizzled through her convulsing body!

“Meeeee, toooo!” she yelled. “Ohhh, Daddddyyyy!”

She threw her pussy at his spitting cock and relished each heavy throb his immense cock sent through her snatch! Her father sent so much jizz into her pussy, it oozed out of her cunt and down the crease of her ass, but she didn’t care. She was fucking and coming!

They both thrashed about on the bed for several more seconds, and then finally calmed down. Fred rolled from his daughter’s delightful body, pulling his shrinking cock from her swampy cunt. It slid out with a squishy sound, and the heady aroma of their mingled orgasmic juices wafted through their flaring nostrils.

Mary turned to look at her father’s contented face. “Now, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“No, honey,” he agreed. “I guess incest isn’t all that bad.”

“Now, you’re talking,” she smiled. “You’re going to have to apologize to Mom, you know.”

He smiled when he looked back at his beautiful daughter. “I was going to, anyway. I really shouldn’t have been all that pissed off at her to begin with. She was right. I did fuck around before she started back in with her brother.”

“Well, you won’t have to fuck around any more,” Mary smiled. “You’ve got me.”

“I don’t know if we should do it too often,” Fred mused.

Mary merely smiled and closed her eyes. Let her father think what he wanted. She knew she could get him anytime she wanted. Anytime.