Donna got used to the motion of her father and then tried to move with him. At first she was riveted to the bed by his great weight and powerful torso. A moment later, her ass was gyrating against the mattress beneath her. Her hips swayed from side to side and then Donna knew that she could handle any man, even one as virile and well hung as her father.
She arched her back and rubbed her tits against Donald's chest, loving the way her skin was tickled by his hairs. All the while, her cunt continued to produce a copious flow of saline secretions, making it easier for the man to enter her. Her nipples were almost agonizingly aroused but the girl knew that within a few minutes she would find the release she needed.
Donna continued to move, knowing that her orgasm was just around the corner. Her father was likely to need more time to get his rocks off but the girl was confident of being able to satisfy him. She was indeed a real woman now, had taken the final step. She could hardly wait to feel her father's huge throbbing cock explode deep inside her body.
Now the man was fucking her hard and fast, knowing that his daughter was ready for anything he could deal out to her. His prick moved like a blur, sliding repeatedly in and out of that magnificent box. She was so smooth and sweet inside that Donald felt like a teenager himself, knowing that he would spill his penile juices far quicker than was his wont.
Then he felt the girl starting to cum, just as he was getting near his own inevitable explosion. Donna's cunt clamped down harder on his thrusting prick and then the girl's juices started to flow. Her cunt was incredible, producing stream after stream of honey, never resting or slowing down for a second.
The girl's orgasm, was long and devastating, draining Donna completely. She tried to relax but found that it was impossible with her father's prick banging away inside her. It was all she could do to keep up with the man's pace.
Donald held out for as long as possible, wanting to prolong the experience and also to let Donna recover from her orgasm. But it was impossible to exert self-control with his daughter. He had wanted her for too long to do that. He had to resign himself to ending their first fuck with a bang.
Donald rammed his prick in for the last time, feeling it bump against the back of his daughter's vaginal canal. He could have torn the little angel apart with his weapon but he was still controlling himself. His prick was red and hot and overloaded with cum. He felt the stuff starting to explode out of him with all the force of a live volcano.
Donna screamed with passion as she felt herself being filled with her father's cum. It was the high point of her existence, the thing she had wanted for years. She could feel each drop of cum seeping into her tissues and then the man stopped cumming, although his prick continued to throb inside her.
A few minutes later father and daughter had got out of bed, knowing that it was time to get to work on the wedding preparations. They would have time in the future, all the time they needed to continue their sexual experiments. All that remained was for the wedding to be over the following day.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The wedding itself was practically an anticlimax for everybody concerned, with the exception of the bride and groom. Uncle Larry had insisted on being part of the bridal party, although there was no traditional place for him. A happy compromise had been struck, although some of the guests found it odd for Gloria to be accompanied down the aisle by two men, neither of them her relatives.
After the ceremony an informal party was held, with the guests remaining for another two hours. There was dancing and drinking and general celebration but then it got late and the guests began to file back to their autos and pickup trucks. By eight o'clock in the evening the Judge family had finally been left alone.
It took another hour to clean the debris and detritus left by the recently departed celebrants. Gloria and Frank were given an hour off to take a walk in the sunset while the others slaved with mop and broom. They returned to a clean house, finding their parents and siblings ensconced comfortably in the living room.
"It's been a long week, son," Donald greeted his son. "But we're very proud of you. You too, Gloria. Why, I can't help but laugh when I think of your little scheme."
"Don't laugh too hard," Uncle Larry announced, coming in from the kitchen. "I'm not here to be mocked."
For the first time in the three decades of their acquaintance, Larry Parker and Donald Judge got over their difference. The rest of the family beamed proudly as the two men embraced, their powerful torsos crushing into one another. Donald patted his wife's brother on the back and promised to keep up his end of the bargain, forgiving and forgetting past transgressions.
"Larry's going to spend the night with us," Catherine told her husband. "I know you're tired and all but it's very important to us. We've got a lot to make up for."
"Who's tired?" Donald shouted. "I feel like the party's just started. Can I get anyone a beer?"
Donald disappeared into the kitchen for a minute and returned with a six-pack of chilled beer. He served the drinks graciously and then sat down in his favorite easy chair. There was a brief period of tension as each family member was lost in his own thoughts. It was an unfamiliar situation and nobody seemed to be able to deal with it rationally.
"I thought we were supposed to be having a party," Gloria said, finally breaking the tense silence. "Shit, you're all just sitting around worrying about things. I guess it's up to the old decadent city girl to show you how to have a good time."
Gloria still did not know exactly how to respond to her new relatives. Thinking it best to create some diversion, she got up and put a rock record on the old stereo system on the mantlepiece. A few seconds later she was dancing alone, flinging her body from side to side before an eager audience.
Gloria had changed from her wedding dress to a pair of tight jeans and a low-cut blouse, worn as usual without a bra. She gyrated wildly from one side of the living room to another, playing especially to Uncle Larry. Soon Donna had joined her on the dance floor and she could see that the others were relaxing a little.
She pulled Uncle Larry to his feet and soon everyone was laughing raucously in the sex-charged atmosphere. Another six-pack was polished off and somehow Gloria managed to sneak a few joints into the picture. It was hard not to laugh as she watched the old folks getting high but Gloria controlled herself for once in her life, not wanting to give anyone the wrong impression.
Eventually the family members sank back into their chairs, all but Gloria who began to improvise a strip-tease number, kicking off her shoes and then pulling her blouse over her sweaty head. It did not take long for the girl to be almost completely naked. Gloria knew what she was doing, knew that the lusty Judge family would soon take her hint in the best possible way.
Sure enough, a minute later Uncle Larry had taken the girl into his arms, having to get out of his own old-fashioned clothing. He kissed Gloria and then led her to the side of the living room, away from the rest of his family. The others were pairing off as well and it looked like the party was going full swing.
"Larry, I'd love to fuck you again," Gloria whispered as she felt the man's lips closing over her left nipple. "But I really think you and Catherine ought to put it together after all these years. Go ahead, you've waited too long already."
Larry walked slowly and uncertainly, not sure that Catherine would want him. However, the woman was sitting alone at that point watching the others start to make love. Larry joined her on the couch and did not say anything for the next few moments. Father and son had started to make love to Donna and the three constituted a tableau that was fascinating, to say the least.