"Those little bastards," he hissed. "Who were they?"
"It doesn't matter, Daddy." She licked her ripe lips and wriggled her hot ass harder, feeling his huge prick begin to stiffen hotly in his pajamas. "That horrible thing Mommy was wearing, I gave it to her – I found it in the bushes near school a month ago, and tonight while you were asleep, I-I begged Mommy and Danny to-to…"
She burst into tears and showered kisses on his face, rubbing her tits lasciviously into his chest. He'd find out the truth later on, but hell, now was all that mattered. Once she got him roped in, what excuse would he have for condemning her mother and brother?
"There, there," her father said hoarsely, his meat throbbing with furious power against her soft hot ass. He had no idea she'd grown into such a luscious big girl, sexier than her mother was. Jesus, if he weren't her own father!
Her steaming pussy juice was soaking his crotch now, his cock surging eagerly through his thin pajamas, pushing with urgency against her ass.
"I never even wanted sex with Danny or Mommy," Jenny sniffled, knowing she had him now from the feel of his blazing big prick. "I have a terrible confession to make, Daddy. It was you I wanted – ever since I could remember!" Her voice dropped to a husky whisper and her eyes shone on his fiercely. "You, Daddy! I used to dream you were my lover and we'd make beautiful passionate love, with your tremendously big penis shoving so deep inside me, thrilling me, loving me…"
"Jenny," he said hoarsely, "honey, don't – you're – it's wrong, it's obscene."
"You, Daddy, always your big cock in my dreams, your loving hands on my titties, your strong arms around me!"
Instinct told her he was now beyond the point of no return, and quickly she reached down and slipped her hand into the fly of his pajamas, grabbing his hot pounding meat in her fingers. She whipped it out and began jerking it lewdly, kissing him on the lips with feverish lust.
John Moore groaned and his hands went to his daughter's hot silky tits, squeezing and rubbing furiously. Deep in his mind he felt what every father with a beautiful young daughter secretly felt at one time or another in their lives, pushing it hastily back when it leaped out, hiding it, pretending it wasn't there. But it stayed there, smoldering in its cage like a blazing eyed animal of fury, waiting, hoping, dreaming.
And now it leaped out with repressed vengeance as Jenny swung around to face her father, a knee on each side of his lap. Her boiling cunt hovered over the red crown of his rod while she frenched him passionately. Moaning, she teased her pussy flesh with his dick head for a minute, wetting it down, firing his soaring lust.
Then she slid down on his long thick prick with a joyful scream.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" she sobbed, slamming her juicy slit up and down on his shaft with wild delight. "Fuck me, daddy! Your big prick unnnf! Beautiful, daddy, beautiful!"
"Jenny, oh Jesus, Jenny," he groaned, stunned at the silken, luscious tightness of her little pussy wriggling madly on his rod. "Baby – Mmmmmm! – sweet Jenny your – aaaaah! – your cunt! So hot, darling!Darling Jenny, sweet cunt, unf!"
The secret flashes of lust John Moore had thrust back into the tiny cage of his mind, brief intensely obscene, violently exciting, all were nothing compared to the reality of his golden skinned, ripely curved young daughter in the flesh. She was kissing and biting and clawing him with all her velvety wet heat, fucking his big throbbing meat with delirious excitement, her wildly sucking cunt imploring him to shoot great gushes of hot cream inside her.
Outside Jenny's bedroom door, Donna listened intently, heaving long sighs of relief, her naked body shivering with the release of horror and suspense.
"What's happening?" Dan hissed beside her. "What's she saying, Mom?"
"It's-it's going to be all right, Danny," she sighed, sagging against the wall. "Everything is going to be okay, Son."
"You mean – they're screwing?" he asked incredulously.
"Very strenuously, I would say," she smiled. "Darling, darling Jenny. She's brilliant, she's got the nerve of a lion and the wildest mouth I've ever… met."
"Not to mention her pussy," Dan grinned. He stepped close to his mother, pinning her against the wall, rubbing her panting tits to his hard chest. His prick nudged her wet pulsing cunt.
"Listen, Mom, I never finished, you know? I'm still hotter than hell. Let's go back to my room."
"No."
"What?" His face fell.
"I said no. Not in your room, right here, Son. Against the wall. Like this."
The hot breasted brunette whirled around and placed her palms against the wall of Jenny's bedroom. She spread her legs wide and dug her heels into the carpet, weaving her ass lasciviously. "My asshole is all fired up, just like you left it, Danny. Finish what you started. Fuck my ass hard."
Dan quickly pierced her slippery anus again with his swollen rod and began driving his meat deep into her hot bowels. Donna shuddered with bliss, listening to her husband and daughter gasp and moan as they savagely fucked in the next room. It was working out, she thought happily, the whole shocking bizarre mess was working itself out beautifully. They'd always had a close knit family and this would bring them closer than ever, so close they were literally inside each other.
While her brawny son pounded her buttocks relentlessly with his huge rod, Donna swung her ass in a fever of joy, knowing how risky it would be.
This was a rigid, conservative little town, with narrow views and inflexible rules. If any of their neighbors or friends ever found out about the arrangement… Well, hell, they'd face that disaster when it happened. And with Jenny's newly discovered wildness and Dan's reckless sex appeal, and her own rising, insatiable hunger for bizarre new thrills, sooner or later disaster would come storming in.
"Coming, Mom!" Dan grunted, spurting his jism in wild torrents to sting, her asshole. "Loveyour big ass, mom!"
"Yesssss, shoot it deep, son, fuck it – oooo! – Hard!"
At the same time in Jenny's bedroom, the blonde was thrashing with a fierce orgasm as her father's load burst in her sucking pussy, showering frenzied bites and kisses on his lips. Mother, son father, daughter, all four of them, climaxed in perfect unison while the neighborhood slept peacefully on…
When Dan slipped his rod out, he thanked his mother and slapped her playfully on the ass, just a little too hard.
Donna whirled on him, her eyes gleaming wildly. "Spank-me-whip – mmmmmm – fast," she hissed. "What?" Dan's mouth dropped open.
Dazed, the lush brunette shook her head. "It's-it's a long strange story, Danny. Someday I'll tell you about it. You might not believe it, Son."
And the whole lust crazed episode began with an innocent box sitting on her doorstep. Donna wondered what the mad Langleys were doing at this moment.
At five in the morning, Georgia Langley lay sleeping in bed, her tongue lewdly licking her lips from time to time with her dream.
Her husband sat naked in the living room, sipping a drink while he wrote furiously on his work pad. Suddenly he flung the pad aside. It'll work! he thought feverishly. Every equation, every precise calculation was perfect. The solution was logical and devastatingly simple.
If he couldn't make his cock larger, then why not make women's pussies smaller? He had it now, the ultimate control, the perfect programming process for shrinking cunts on command!
Beautiful, Al thought happily as he hurried into the kitchen. He'd call his program Creative Cunt Control, and he'd write a fascinating paper on it. He'd test his brilliant theory out right now. Opening the refrigerator, he filled a bowl with ice cubes. Then he searched the cupboards frantically for his other vital ingredient. Finally he settled on a can of beef ravioli, heating them up in a pot quickly.
He strode into the bedroom with a bowl of ice cubes in one hand and a plate of steaming hot ravioli in the other. He placed his two ingeniously inspired tools on the bedside table. Then he woke up his wife, shaking her harshly.