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Subject: incest story: "Family Room" (Mf, exh, inc, ped) 223449
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Date: Sat, 09 May 2009 06:35:35 +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.
cumming from: http://www.incesttabooo.com/theincest.html