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Subject: Title story: "Family Room" Author: INCEST MAN 61245469
From: Family Man <familyincest@graffiti.net>
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Date: Mon, 05 Dec 2005 01:02:37 +0000
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Family Room The boy sits transfixed, watching for a long moment as the two meet
in mid-air, undulating in an accelerating, animalistic fucking frenzy. His small
cock is straining against the fly of his thin cotton pajamas and he races from
the room red-faced, angry at being laughed at, confused at the sensations the
sight of their copulating has aroused in his own body... The girl turns her
attention back to her father whose cock she is sitting on, and she begins to
ride her him hard, sliding up and down along the length of the meat that is
lustily prying open the intimate delights that her young loins encompass -- her
leg muscles are young and strong and she bobs the lower half of her body in a
furious rhythm, meeting her father's upward thrusts in a violent mid-air
collision. She cannot help but cry out as waves of pleasure rise in her groin
from the pressure on her clit the pleasure building deep inside her belly where
the head of his prick is causing cascading waves of ecstasy she twists her hips,
finding that special spot for his cock-head to probe her passion grows in fury
her cries resemble the wild noise of a rutting beast he is moaning nearly as
loudly, grunting wildly as with each successive traversal of the penis in her
vagina she works her interior muscles, milking and stroking the hard muscle that
he is pounding wetly between her legs. The father is lost in his own pleasure,
clutching his daughter tightly against his chest, longing to feel her smooth
nakedness against him there is no stopping this thing they have started there is
no energy left to disrobe her, there is no part of his brain not overcome with
raw pleasure he cannot contemplate the consequences of their blatant
exhibitionism he can only thrust up into his beautiful young daughter, harder
and more lustfully as she works his cock with her pussy muscles, their cries of
lusty pleasure have become one voice and he can only thrust violently upward,
spearing into her, his single goal in life to spew his seed up into her
delicious, tight young cunt, exult in the sensation of the downy softness of her
pretty pink mound as it sliding along his hairy belly in their reckless union.
Moaning, gasping, sweaty and exhausted, hoarse from their loud declarations of
their passion, he believes he feels her pussy spasm against the surging
pistoning length of his cock clutching at his shaft in violent orgasm he is too
caught up in the pleasure coursing the length of his penis as he humps upward to
be much aware of what she is experiencing... By the grin spreading across her
face he is quite certain though that she enjoys it as much as he and he pumps
his hips up off the couch his cock swelling, filling her completely spreading
her to near-splitting his balls jerk and dance in their sack. As their jism
rumbles franticly surging the length of his shaft spewing out the tip of his
prick jetting wetly against the entrance of her young womb dribbling out around
his softening prick...
He humps more slowly, more gently, still hugging her against him as their bodies
at last come to rest, exhausted, a tangled heap of sweat and body fluids lying
crookedly exhausted on the couch in the family room. They lie quietly together
for a while, stroking each other in the warm afterglow of passion, though it is
getting late, and they will both have to rise early, she to catch the bus that
she and little brother and sister ride to the elementary school where she is in
the sixth grade, he to make the long tiring commute to the City. She rises
slowly, his soft prick slipping from inside her, the t-shirt falling down around
her young hips as she reluctantly pulls herself off of his lap and away from the
wet remains of their love-making, away from the incredible memory of pleasure
now only suggested by his soft limp prick lying exposed between his legs, his
sweatpants around his thighs. "I guess I better go to bed." She glances sadly at
him as he reclines, exhausted, leaning contentedly back in the couch. "There's
room for you in my bed... if you want," he mumbles. Her brilliant smile lights
his heart as he watches her skip off to the master bedroom down the hall.
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