"You're going to make me come soon," she panted.
"Suck, baby, suck!"
"Are you going to come with me?"
"Yes, honey, yes."
He pressed his face into her steamy pussy and forced his tongue into her juice-slick pussyhole. Her lips moved up and down his cockpole.
"I'd like to get fucked, Dad," she said.
"Then I won't come in your pretty mouth."
"Thanks."
She shivered dreamily and resumed sucking his prick. That was one of the advantages of being a woman. She could come a dozen times while a man George's age could come only once.
She sucked less voraciously on his thick cockpole. She licked it lightly, but mostly she fondled his balls. When she did take his prick into her mouth, she was delighted at how it jerked and throbbed against her tongue.
His rich, pungent-tasting spunk bubbled out of his cockhead. She loved holding it on her tongue and savoring the flavor.
Soon they would fuck and her orgasm would be intense. Her father-in-law always made sure she was ready before he came.
Now as he licked her clit she had an urge to climax, but decided to wait until they fucked. George was such a darling man. So handsome and sexy for his age. If only Alan were more like him.
She sometimes thought she married the wrong brother. Mona complained a lot, but Ted was better-natured than Alan. And he seemed more interested in sex too. Alan was always too tired or busy to satisfy her. That was why she had turned to her father-in-law originally.
Now she moved her hips up and down as she pressed her gaping pussy against the older man's mouth. She squealed when he poked his finger into her asshole and wiggled it around. Despite herself, she came. Her climax overwhelmed her and she locked her lips around his prick.
She had expected him to come too when she clamped her lips around his prick but happily he didn't. She squeezed his handsome face between her thighs, her way of thanking him for a lovely orgasm. When she opened her legs, he climbed around and kissed her.
"Stay where you are," he said. "I'm going to fuck you now."
"Oh, Dad, I want you to fuck me," she whispered, holding her arms out. "Fuck me real hard, please? I love when your thick cock goes in hard and deep."
"You sweet child," he said, throwing himself down on top of her.
He was like a bull when he was this hot. He was strong and firm and trim. When he cupped her soft pliable asscheeks in his hands and pulled her cunt up, she gave herself over completely to her lust.
He fastened his lips to hers as they Frenched. He fumbled around between them and rubbed his prick up and down her cuntslit.
"Put it in, Dad," she said.
"Your little furry animal here is nice and wet."
"Oh, God, Dad! Your cock feels so big!"
"I'm putting it in now," he said. "Put it in! Put it in! Fuck me! I can't wait anymore!"
Lunging forward, he plunged his prick inside her scalding cunt.
"It's in!" he hissed.
"Oh, Dad, it's good," she crooned.
He was buried to the hilt inside her. They remained motionless a moment. She closed her eyes and lashed his tongue with hers.
Then he began thrusting. He started out slowly, but each succeeding stroke was more forceful and deeper than the one before.
"That's it, Dad," she said. "You're doing it just right."
The brunette felt her cuntjuice boil around his thrusting prick. She held her big tits up to his mouth and he sucked them lovingly while he thrust.
"God, Dad, I love the way you fuck me!"
He answered by pounding his prick more forcefully into her cuntgash. Each powerful fuck-thrust brought her closer and closer to the ultimate pleasure.
"Harder, Dad, harder!" she cried. "I'm almost there. Fuck me harder!"
"How's this!" he rasped, ramming into her with such force her teeth rattled.
"I'm coming!" she shrieked. "I'm coming Dad!"
"Aaauuuggghhh!" he roared, lurching wildly as he came.
He continued fucking her until his balls were drained. By that time she was more than ready to collapse in his arms.
CHAPTER THREE
Ted glanced over at his wife Mona and noticed that one of her tits had popped out of her nightgown. She was sound asleep and her blonde hair fanned out over her shoulders.
Mona was a damn good-looking woman and her body was still great. He had an urge to take her tit in his mouth and awaken her, but he hesitated.
They had argued a few hours ago and he was still angry. As usual Mona forgot about it and promptly fell asleep. But he was still awake and horny too. He gazed at the exposed tit and rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling.
It was only about midnight. Sometimes Betsy stayed, up late studying. He adored his only daughter. She reminded him of all the pretty girls he'd fucked in his life.
Climbing out of bed, he threw on a robe and padded down the hall to the bathroom. As he peed he thought about Betsy and his cock stirred in his hand. She was only a kid but she had the body of a woman. It was hard for him to admit it, but he was hot for his own daughter.
He waved his cock back and forth over the toilet. The last few drops of piss splashed into the water. What a pair she's got, he thought with a smile. Her sweet pussy must be delicious.
He tucked his cock back into his pajamas and tied his robe. Then he went down the hall to Betsy's room to see if she was awake.
The light in her room was on and the door was partially open. He assumed she was reading in bed, so he didn't knock. He just pushed the door open and entered.
What he saw stunned him. Betsy, his little girl, was spread out naked on the bed with her legs widespread. His nephew Mark was between her legs, thrusting his prick in and out of her sweet virgin cunt.
Ted froze in the doorway, his chest tight and his heart pounding. Mark's ass was pumping wildly and Betsy's legs wound around his back.
Ted sank back into the shadows of the hall, but peeked inside and listened. Betsy's arms were locked around Mark's neck and her soft white thighs were working convulsively.
Ted was no fool. He knew kids their age had strong sexual urges. But why Betsy? Why should Mark be fucking his Betsy, his only daughter?
Now he felt his prick lift up under his robe as he listened to the teenagers moan and writhe on the bed. When Mark raised up, Ted could see Betsy's tits flying around. It was more than a man could bear.
Suddenly Ted decided he was being silly. He had no right being jealous of Mark. Betsy was a sexy kid and probably just as much to blame as the boy. Teenaged girls were horny too. God knows Mona had been horny as hell as a teenager and still was.
Still, he resented his nephew for taking advantage of Betsy. And the sight of the two kids fucking had given him a raging hard-on.
What the hell will I do with this thing? Ted thought. Either I wake Mona up or jerk off. Neither idea appealed to him at the moment.
He automatically flexed his muscles as he watched the youngsters on the bed. As he stared at his daughter's flying tits and thrashing legs he knew what he would do. He wanted to fuck her and why not? He was her father, wasn't he?
"We're fucking, Mark," Betsy squealed.
"Yeah, we both just lost our cherries," Mark said.
Jesus, five minutes earlier and I could have stopped it, Ted thought.
"I love it," Betsy said. "Do you love it?"
"Sure, I love it. What do you think?"
"Why'd you stop then?"
The boy hovered over her, his cock imbedded in her cunt gash. "I don't want to come yet," he panted.
"But I want you to move," Betsy said, writhing around beneath him. "It feels, good when you move your cock in and out."