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Subject: Title story: "Family Room" Author: INCEST MAN 45736506
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Date: Wed, 08 Jun 2005 13:15:10 +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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