The boys had her skewered, but she was in charge. That was the best part. For years Jack had called all the shots. Well, now it was her turn. Thank God I had at least one son, she thought.
When she came, her pussy spasmed convulsively. A low groan escaped from Billy's throat and he began shooting off.
"Oh, shit!" he yelled and his cock slipped out of Judy's mouth.
She quickly gobbled it up again and felt her pussy convulse again around Jeff's wildly thrusting dick.
Suddenly she expelled Jeff from her pussy and told him to stretch out flat. Then to the surprise of both boys she squatted over his face.
"Eat me," she said, mashing her pussy against his face.
She reached behind her and gripped the boy's dick. While he ate her cunt she pumped his prick.
"What about me?" Billy whined.
"Shut up and watch," she snapped.
When she sensed that Jeff was about to come, she quickly mounted him and thrust his prick into her cunt.
"Ride that cowboy," she said, her tits flying as she swallowed his prick with her talented cunt.
"Jesus, Aunt Judy, you're fucking him again!" Billy wailed.
"Oh, fuck, that's good, honey!" she cried, ignoring her nephew. "Keep it hard for me. Keep it hard another minute. Oh, shit, that's good!"
As usual Jeff obeyed.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jack wallowed in guilt. He knew it was wrong to take advantage of Lucy's youth and inexperience. Fucking his own kid was wrong, but, guilty or not, he continued to crave her.
She teased him constantly. Whenever she could, she walked around the house with her tits hanging out. Sometimes Judy ordered her to cover up. But most of the time she either didn't notice or didn't care.
Judy seemed distracted lately and oblivious of her daughter. Jack didn't give a damn about what Judy thought anyway. When she was distracted she didn't yell at him. That was all he cared about.
One day he was home alone with Lucy when Judy phoned. She sounded excited, babbling about a sale at some store. She told him that Jeff would be home late and to please fix dinner for himself and Lucy.
When he hung up, he realized Lucy had been listening. "We're on our own for dinner," he said.
He tried to steer clear of her, but as usual she wouldn't allow it. "Let's see now," she said, pressing up against him. "What shall we make for dinner?"
"Go away and leave me alone," he growled, stalking into the den and sitting down on the sofa to read.
She followed him and stretched out with her head on his lap. Jack had no choice. He gazed down into her sexy young face and tossed his paper onto the floor.
"You're asking for it, aren't you?"
"Don't you want to do it again, Daddy?"
He stared at her rosebud lips and huge blue eyes. Who would guess that those lips could grip a cock so tightly? Who could guess that this sweet-looking face could look so fierce with desire?
She was a tease and a flirt and some day she'd be a ball breaker. Just like her mother. The thought of Judy made him wince. If she knew what he'd done she'd shit. No, she'd kill him.
There was no doubt about it, Lucy could cause him a lot of trouble. For, despite their fights, he loved. Judy and looked forward to growing old with her.
Now he couldn't resist placing his hands on his daughter's tits and pinching her ass.
"Ouch," she squealed.
"Isn't that what you want?"
She wriggled around. "Yes, but gently, Daddy. Gently."
"Gently?" he said. "You want gently, go get one of your boyfriends to lay you."
The little blonde was wearing tight short shorts and her pussy split was outlined by the material.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered. She tufted her head and pressed her face into his crotch. She felt his cock throb. She knew just how to get to him. He tried to stay away from her, but she wanted him and she would have him.
She nuzzled against his stiffening prick. She giggled and gazed up at her father's tortured face.
"Fuck me, Daddy," she said.
He squeezed her tits hard. "You're going to get me in trouble one of these days."
"You like fucking me, don't you?"
"Yeah, I love it."
She sat up briefly and peeled her shorts down. She kicked them off her feet and rolled onto her side to expose herself.
Her panties were sheer and the crotch tiny. Tendrils of blonde hair escaped the tiny garment. She saw his eyes as he glanced down. She had him by the balls, so to speak.
She felt his cock pulsate against her arm. He stared at the triangle between her legs. She was wet with horniness and she touched herself.
"I'm so wet," she said.
"Yeah, I'll bet you are," he said, still not touching her.
"I'll never love anyone the way I love you, Daddy," she sighed. Her voice was husky with arousal.
She touched his thigh and fingered his crotch through his pants. She felt the outline of his dick and balls and she pinched what she thought was his cockhead.
"Now, you cut that out," he said. But he knew she had him by the nuts. How could he resist the little cunt when she was so damn sexy? "What if your mother finds out about this?" he said.
"Why should she find out?"
"These things have a way of getting out."
"I sure won't tell her."
Jack drew in his breath. "And I sure won't," he said grimly.
She moved her mouth down and blew her warm breath against his crotch. He groaned. The little tease was deliberately driving him crazy.
"You like having power over me, don't you?" he said.
She giggled and pressed her cheek against his crotch. "Let me take it out, Daddy," she said.
He laced his fingers through her hair. "Not yet. I'll say when."
"You're the boss." But her eyes told him she knew she had the upper hand.
He leaned his head back and she slowly worked his zipper down. He didn't stop her when she slipped her hand inside his fly and closed her fingers around his dick.
"Okay, you win," he said.
She brought his prick out and relied onto her belly. "Oh, Daddy, it's hard."
"Oh, Daddy, it's hard," he mimicked.
"What the hell did you think was happening?" She giggled as she examined his dick. His cockhead was red and bloated. The slit in the tip was big and wet. She never tired of looking at his prick. She was fascinated by everything about it. "I love your cock," she said.
"Maybe too much," he muttered, his eyes shut tight and his head on the back of the sofa.
She squeezed his shaft and played with his balls. She smiled each time he groaned. She loved turning him on.
Her eyes glittered as she opened her sweet mouth and wrapped her lips around his cockhead. He sucked in his breath as she bathed his knob in her saliva filled mouth.
"Let's get into a bed," he said.
"Can we get into your bed?"
"Absolutely not, young lady. We'll use your room."
She sat up and giggled. "Why can't we use your room?"
"You know why," he said, shoving her until she rose up. "It's your mother's room and mine. There are some things that are still sacred."
She held tight to his dick as she rose to her feet. He made her release him as he took the stairs two at a time.
He knew that if he gave her the upper hand she would become impossibly demanding. Just like Judy. Damn, they were alike.
In the girl's bedroom, he locked the door and pulled her into his arms. He held her ass and kissed her.
She rubbed up against him like a bitch in heat. Her firm asscheeks made his knees weak. He pushed his cock into her belly.
"How'd you like it in the ass?" he said. She blanched. "I don't think so!" she said, frowning.
"Why?" He kneaded her ass flesh and nuzzled her neck.
"I think it would hurt," she said.