"You're wiping me right out of my fucking mind, baby," he hissed through clenched teeth as he tried to push her tormenting mouth away from his twitching prick. "Enough is enough. Back off my cock, baby. I can't stand much more of this shit. Don't put the hurt on me anymore. Let me get rid of the ache in my huts. Let me get my rocks off. I'm hot, really hot."
"You aren't the only one in heat," Melanie said as she stopped sucking and teething on his cock and stretched out beside him. "I'm burning up, too. Put the hose to me and cool me off. Fuck me, Adam. Fuck me right where I fucked you with my tongue-in my asshole."
Lisa and Angel watched wide-eyed as Adam moved into position, draped one of Melanie's logs over each shoulder, then guided his prick toward her whole and shaved its cockhead beyond the tight ass ring. Melanie tensed for a moment, then relaxed as the brief twinge of pain she felt passed, and a heartbeat later Adam hunched forward and slammed his long fat cock all the way into her bowels.
"That did it, big stud!" Melanie shrilled as his massive prick jolted her guts and brought more fire into her already torrid cunt. "You really shoved it to me that time, but don't just kneel there soaking it in my tight little hole. There's no hurt, so start fucking my ass. Go, lover, go! Ahhhhhh, now you're clicking. Click harder, faster. Fuck the shit out of me, fuck the shit out of me!"
Adam gripped her jerking hips and started pouring the prick to her sweet little asshole. He sawed his dick in and out of her cum-lubricated shit chute with piston-like precision and Melanie met him lunge for lunge, hoping it would last forever. yet in the same breath of thought knowing it wouldn't, for her cunt was bubbling and threatening to erupt, and she could tell by the increased speed of Adam's strokes that he was getting ready to get his own rocks off.
Soon arrived a few seconds later, and they moaned and grunted as her cunt creamed and his
cock cut loose with a hot and thick load of cum deep in her asshole, burning and making her howl, "My guts are on fire, my guts are on fire! Piss on them, come on them-anything! Oh, damn, shit, fuck, that feels so achingly delicious!
"This hot and heavy passion trip is over," Adam said raggedly as he finished blowing his nuts in her bowels and collapsed on top of her, then pillowed the right side of his wet face against her breasts until his breathing returned to near normal. "I've had it, baby. I couldn't come up with another hard-on if my fucking life depended upon it." He slowly pulled his softening prick out of her leaking asshole, then crawled clear of her to sit down on the floor before he grinned loosely and added, "Not for another ten minutes, at least."
"Ten minutes from now you still won't have muscle enough to pull a sick whore off of a slanted shit bowl and you know it, so stop trying to blow smoke at me," Melanie laughed as she sat up beside him, her tits shaking "You're good, but not that damn good. I know you, Adam."
"Little beautiful love doll, you don't know him at all," Angel said as she nudged drinks into their hands and plopped her ass down in front of them, her legs parted and cuntlips on display. She waited until Lisa joined them on the floor before she continued, her eyes on Adam, her mood
suddenly serious. "But I think it's high time she did, don't you agree, tiger?"
"It's time," Adam said as he stood up, his face a tight mask that mirrored his sudden inner torment. He pulled Melanie to her feet and led her over to the picture window, then pointed toward a well-lighted house not very distant from the one they presently occupied before he continued. "That's where your mother lived with you and your father before she left Shadow Harbor, baby. From here to there might turn out to be the longest walk you've ever taken, but after Lisa and your Aunt Angel finish with you, that's where you'll find me waiting."
Angel broke in. "Why don't you tell her, Adam?"
Adam shook his head and walked out of the room.
Melanie took a sharp breath that jarred her tits as she locked glances with her aunt, then said, "Looks like the party is over, so start talking. What the fuck is Adam so afraid of telling me about himself that I don't already know-that he's my father?"
Angel exchanged quick looks with an equally surprised Lisa, then stared at Melanie and stammered, "How-when did you find out?"
"Right after I finished the suck and fuck session I had with Ellen at poolside," Melanie replied as she fumbled for the catch and opened
the Egyptian scarab locket she had inherited from her mother. "That's when I found this picture of father Adam holding little baby daughter me in his arms. Talk about someone getting the shit jolted out of her!"
Angel nodded understandingly. "I can imagine." She made a face. "And now comes the big question, Angel. Why the fuck didn't my father just come right out and tell me who he really was when he showed up in Detroit for my mother's funeral?"
"Adam intended to, until you came across that picture album and started hating the poor bastard, and that's when, he chickened out. Winding up using his cock on you a bit later only made matters worse."
Melanie's tits shivered as her breath caught. "What came down between us wasn't his fault, sweet ladies. A hot mouth or a hot pussy has no will power. I'm the one who did the seducing. Tonight, when I found out the truth, I smoked Adam out in here and deliberately did the same number on his long fat cock again.
"Did it change your feelings toward him?"
Melanie shook her, head. "At the moment I'm not sure about anything, Angel, Doing the incest bit with him doesn't bug me, but something else does. Everybody keeps telling me that Adam loved my mother. If that's true, then why did he cut out on her?"
"Don't blame Adam for that, baby," Angel said a bit hotly. "Pola was the one who came unglued and hauled ass, then hid from all of us for fifteen years."
Melanie looked as confused as she sounded. "I don't understand. Why the fuck would she do something like that?"
"Panic makes for a good excuse, especially for someone who found out the hard way that cold turkey isn't always something you eat."
"Keep talking."
"You knew Pola was a junkie, right?" Angel waited for Melanie's nod and continued. "Well, one night she needed a fix so bad she pulled a sneaky on us and took off to meet her connection in Adam's car. Not too far from here she hit and killed a seven-year-old kid. An accident, until she drove away from the scene and made it hit and run. Nobody saw her behind the wheel, but a witness recognized the car. Adam took the rap and the same night he was arrested Pola cut out with you for pat unknown. Copping out to protect her got Adam sent to prison for twelve years. His being behind stone walls that long allowed your mother to get lost and stay lost. What Pola did hurt the hell out of him, but he never stopped loving her. A good man, your father. The best."
"That's the only kind of hot-balled father to have," Melanie said, patting Lisa and Angel on
their shapely naked asses as she moved toward the exit, "the best."
Naked tits bounced as she sailed out into the moon and star bright night and ran all the way to Adam's house. She paused, at the door for a few seconds to catch her breath, then yanked it open to find him standing in the middle of the living room, his long cock stiff and waiting, and as she melted to the floor and spread her legs to take it in her yearning cunt, she smiled up at him and purred, "Daddy, I'm home."