Then, after a final blast from Roy's cock, father and daughter started floating back down to earth. Linda's knees gave way and she sprawled face down on the grass, her father falling on top of her. His prick shrank in her ass and the excess cum leaked down onto her cunt. The exhausted lovers' heavy sighs caught in the spring breeze, joining the rustling of the leaves, the gurgle of the stream, the songs of birds.
So the fucking was over for now. Linda and her father could only rest. Then, finally, they got up, dressed, and went on to find the gas station they had originally been looking for.
The afternoon was still young. A lot of things could still happen.
They would.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"There's the car," Roy said, carrying a can of gas as he and his daughter rounded a bend in the road. "Now where are Jack and Marsha?"
He cupped his hand to the side of his mouth, planning to call out for his brother and niece. But Linda stopped him.
"Let's surprise them, Daddy," she said. Then giggled, "Who knows, if we're lucky maybe we'll catch them fucking."
"And then?" Roy asked.
All Linda would say was, "Anything can happen." It was enough for her father. The two of them started searching for Jack and Marsha.
They found them at the bottom of a grassy slope, naked in the sun. And although Jack and Marsha weren't fucking, she was sucking his cock.
"Wonder how many times Marsha's done that already today," Linda whispered to her father.
"If cum has calories, your cousin's going to have to go on a diet," Roy joked.
Roy and Linda were at the top of the rise. They looked at one another, wordlessly deciding what to do. The gas can was set aside and off came their clothes. Then, naked and still unnoticed, they crept silently down to where Marsha was going down on her father's prick.
Just as Roy and Linda reached the bottom of the slope, Jack came in Marsha's mouth. Jack's hips were thrusting and Marsha was gulping down jizz as fast as it spurted from her father's cock Roy and Linda watched with amazement.
Now Linda spoke. "Taste good, Marsha?" she called to her cum-guzzling cousin.
Marsha jerked upright with surprise at the unexpected sound of Linda's voice, fresh jizz spilling down her chin. Jack reacted too, staring slack-jawed at the intruders while his sticky prick withered between his legs.
"Where'd you guys come from?" Marsha gurgled.
"From right out of the blue," Linda chuckled.
"Where's the gas?" Jack asked as if that were really what was on his mind.
"In a can. Safe and sound," Roy answered his brother. "We left it with our clothes."
"Uh, yeah… your clothes… you're not wearing any," Jack gulped.
"Don't tell me you just noticed, Uncle Jack," Linda teased, running her hands over her naked body.
Linda sat down on the grass beside her uncle. She placed his hand on her hairless crotch and squeezed with her thighs.
"All that walking's made me horny," she purred. "Think you can do anything about it, Uncle Jack, or has Marsha worn you out?"
Linda reached for her uncle's cock. It was limp in her grasp. She leaned over and kissed it, then took the head in her mouth and gave it a long, wet slurp. All at once Jack's prick was limp no longer.
"Mmmmm, that's better," Linda sighed.
Then she gently pushed Jack down on the ground and climbed on top of him with his cock in her mouth. Swinging her naked body around, she straddled her uncle in the sixty-nine position. Her shaved pussy was mere inches from Jack's face, just waiting there to be eaten.
Jack looked nervously toward Roy, seeming to seek permission to suck the cunt of his brother's daughter. But Roy didn't say anything. Instead he went to Marsha and offered her his cock and balls. She took them against her face, licking all over her uncle's throbbing cock-meat.
Now Roy spoke. "Anything you do to my daughter," he told his brother, "I'll do to yours."
"Then we're all in this together?" Jack asked anxiously.
"It's the only way," Roy stated firmly. "No point in pretending we're a normal family any more, because we aren't." Then Roy interrupted himself with laughter that made his eyes dance. "Of course, who wants to be normal when we've got a couple of daughters who suck and fuck like my little Linda and your little Marsha?"
Jack grinned at his brother's comment, completely at ease now. "I hear you talking, Roy," he said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got your girl's sweet shaved pussy to eat."
Jack pulled Linda's cunt down to his face and covered it with his lips. He sucked noisily. Linda's small ass wiggled as her uncle's tongue started reaming her pussy. At the other end of the sixty-nine she deep-throated Jack's big prick.
Now that his brother and daughter were getting it on, Roy Cole turned his attention to his niece.
Marsha was only too eager to respond. She swallowed her uncle's prick with a hungry gulp and started blowing Roy.
"Think I'd like some pussy to eat while I'm getting my cock sucked," Roy casually remarked.
"Oh, yes, Uncle Roy," Marsha slurred with a mouthful of prick. "Let's get off with our own sixty-nine. Nothing Daddy 'n' Linda can do that we can't do just as well."
"Hold on then, sweetie," Roy said. "Here I come."
Roy eased on top of his niece, flattening her on the grass. His prick twisted in her mouth as he shifted in a half-circle, winding up with his face above Marsha's spread crotch.
Now Roy dove between his niece's thighs. He orally sealed her cunt, drawing her pussy hair into his mouth until he lapped away the curl. Then his rigid tongue was inside her cunt hole, surging like a cock.
By this point both sixty-nines were going full tilt. The wet slurping of mouths on cunts and cocks blended in perfectly with the other sounds of spring, as if there could be nothing more natural than two fathers trading their daughters for suck jobs on a lovely afternoon like this one.
Up on the top of the ridge which overlooked the sixty-niners, a farmer happened along. Of course he had no way of knowing the erotic spectacle he was witnessing was a family affair, but he got so turned on that it probably wouldn't have made any difference to him.
"Look at them people eat each other out," the eaves dropper sighed longingly to himself. "That's what I should be doing – getting my cock blowed by some sweet young thing while I go down on her little pussy."
The only available little pussy in the area the widowed farmer knew about, though, belonged to his very own daughter, and she was back at the barn, forking hay. The farmer thought about her, picturing her round ass wobbling in her tight jeans. His cock got so hard that he had to do something about it! He thought about jacking off, but he thought about sucking and fucking his teenaged daughter even more.
The farmer abruptly left the ridge without ever being seen. He was running back to the barn and his sexy little girl. Roy and Marsha and Jack and Linda would never know it, but they had just claimed another convert to incest.
As it was, the sixty-fining Coles hardly needed any outside approval to justify their behavior. All they needed was each other, especially right about now when all four of them were so close to coming.
Linda climaxed first. Her Uncle Jack's squirming tongue in her hairless twat had just done it for her. And if she was going to come, she was damned well determined that the cock she was fucking with her mouth was going to get off too.
Jack's balls got the message from the oral suction his climaxing niece applied to his prick. There was a hot surge at the pit of his crotch that made his nuts cling to his prick's root. Then his jizz was rushing straight into Linda's thirsty mouth.
In the meantime, Marsha had neared her own orgasm. Her timetable was a little different than her cousin's, though. She wanted her uncle's hard-on to shoot down her throat first before she let go with her own climax.