BEE-6954B 

The Tough Get Coming 

by 

Paul Mall


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


