A stream of white shot out of James' cock and he groaned. His eyes still locked on his daughter's shaking body. Watching her father cum sent yet another wave of pleasure through her. Every muscle tightened, her eyes squeezed shut, as ecstasy wracked her body.Finally, the pleasure subsided, leaving nothing but a warm sense of contentment. Molly opened her eyes. She was plastered against the passenger seat of the car. Her father was looking over her, his eyes loving."That was awesome," Molly said. "Thank you for doing that with me, Daddy.""Of course, sweetie," James said. He pulled a tissue out of the glove compartment and wiped himself clean. A bit of his spooge was hanging off the steering wheel and he did his best to clean it off. He gave Molly a tissue, too, but she just pulled up her jeans and slipped into her shirt again. The whole car smelled like her pussy, Molly noticed, and it made her strangely proud. Like marking her territory.James started the car again and they began d
As for his impulses, well, that was another question entirely. Desiring his older sister when she was half naked and bathed in sweat didn't seem like an urge as much as a natural reaction. Was he walking around thinking about fucking everything that moved? He was not. In fact, both Lexi and he had agreed that they were making great progress, what with the lack of intercourse and all.Austin glanced over at his mother. The rest of the family, after everything they'd been through, they looked strained, stretched. Austin could even see it in himself when he looked in the mirror. Something about his face seemed stretched. But Christine was... Amazing. Oh sure, he could see it in places. Her hair had gotten a bit longer than she liked it and she'd put on a pound or two probably. But that just made her look better.God, his Mom was incredible. Lexi was attractive, absolutely, but next to their mother? Christine's amazing, muscular body. Her tight little ass and tiny breasts -- she was Austi
Christine ran her hands through her son's hair. She rubbed his arms. Wrapped her legs around his backside. Mother and son weren't really fucking, there wasn't enough room for that. They certainly weren't making love, though they both felt profound affection for each other in that moment. They were rutting. Humping like animals in heat. The whole car rocked back and forth with every thrust. Their grunts and whines ricocheted through the tiny cabin. The car stank of sopping pussy and meaty dick."I. Love. This. Cock!" Christine cried, punctuating each of her son's pushes. Driving himself deeper and deeper into his own mother. "I. Love. My. Son!"Austin wanted to take in everything about his mother's body. Everything was so close he could only focus on the way her pussy wrapped around his dick. Her arms and legs squeezed him in. He couldn't even thrust, just rock and shake. It was more than enough.Austin felt his own explosion coming far too soon. Why couldn't he last forever? He'd give
James got off the conference call and leaned back in his desk chair. His home office was well appointed with a large dark desk, a leather executive chair, and thick pile carpet. It smelled of wood stain and old money. He hated everything about it.It was really Christine's room. She had picked out the furniture. It had her diplomas up on the wall. Her job as an ophthalmologist was more likely to require working at home, so that's how they'd set it up. It made sense, it just didn't make James feel any more comfortable in there. He felt like an intruder in someone else's world.James was trying to get back involved with work, but it was a struggle. After everything that had happened, it was hard to care that sales were 1% below estimate or that their new biologic therapy was going to need another round of clinical trials. It all seemed so trivial in comparison.Also, people kept asking when he was coming back. James didn't have a good response to that. He knew he must sound perfectly fi
He ran his eyes over his youngest daughter's pink, buxom body. James felt his anger drain out of him. Looking at Molly like this, he had only one emotion left."I'm sorry, baby, but I'm going to have to remove your panties," James said, "To administer the punishment.""Yes, Daddy," Molly said, her voice muffled by the bed. James slowly slid the lacy, peach-y underwear down his daughter's legs. Revealed her perfect, heart-shaped bottom tantalizingly slowly. Then past her ass, and over the heat of his daughter's sex. It was radiating heat like a little sun. Moving further, he glorified in her soft thighs and warm skin. Finally, he pulled the lacy cloth over Molly's cute little feet and let it fall to the ground.James cock, already hard, went to steel. Molly wriggled on his lap, her stomach rubbing against her father's aching erection. James gave her a warning."Sorry, Daddy. I'm just..." Molly seemed to search for the right word, then settled on, "Nervous.""I understand, baby," James
Molly's legs snapped around her father's hand. James had watched his daughter finger herself so many times now, he understood her rhythm. The timing it took to go from touch to over the top. Rubbing Molly now was like hitting the fast forward button. She went from nothing to full on cum in seconds."Ohhh fffffFUCK! Daddy!" Molly cried, a mirror of her exclamation when he'd spanked her. Her whole body trembled from toes to hair and she went limp.Molly slowly sat up. James let his fingers escape from her sex. She was kneeling over his lap now. Without a word, James' precious baby girl reached down and unzipped her father's jeans. She pulled out his dick -- as dark purple as her own pussy and clearly just as needy."One more punishment," Molly said, "To help me remember to be a good girl." She dived down and swallowed James' cock in one go.James groaned. He couldn't get the words out to make his daughter quit. He didn't want to. Frankly, if he'd been able to speak, he'd have told her t
Austin turned back and saw his sister, Lexi -- her hair still wet from a shower -- sitting down at the kitchen table. The lithe, tall brunette was wearing a baby blue tank top and a pair of running shorts: her standard uniform apparently. Gods, even her bare shoulders were hot. Lexi primly folded her arms as she sat, eyeing them both suspiciously.Bad enough that I'm hitting on Mom, but the only time I stop is to perv on my sister? Austin wanted to chastise himself, but he was having way too much fun checking out both family members to stop. Still, he realized that maybe Lexi was better off not knowing about Christine and vice versa.Austin took a definite step away from his mother and went back to chopping. Mother and son went silent."Dad's up in his study on another call," Lexi said, "And Molly's in her bedroom listening to music." She said this very deliberately, like it was an announcement. Like she was over the PA, telling them the Seahawks had made a first down on a pass to Tyl
"Very nice," Lexi said. She even clapped a little, like she'd created a cute little art project and couldn't wait to share it with the world. Mother and son stood there, enjoying the sensation of being one once again. "Don't forget to stir," Lexi said, clearly teasing her mother. "You, too, bro."Christine dutifully reached up for the wooden spoon and started to move it through the stew, but she immediately dropped it as her son moved his massive cock back and forth in her wanting hole."Oh fuck," she said, head drooping. Austin drew back and forth slowly, enjoying every fold of his mom's pussy. Christine again tried to reach up, but her body betrayed her, cinching back as an early, weak orgasm rolled over her. She keened and hissed.Lexi grinned at her handiwork, then took off her own gym shorts and tossed them to the side. She reached down and started diddling herself as she watched her brother and mother fuck in the kitchen. Christine was gasping now. Austin was grunting. It really
"So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode," he smiles as he continues his story."You didn't really want to play video games did you?" she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us."They won't come down here," she said, reading my thoughts. "I'm over eighteen and they trust me," she smiled seductively."I don't want to mess up on our first date," I told her. "So if I'm going to fast..." Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra but she helped me without breaking th
"Whew!" he gasps, breaking the kiss to take a deep breath. "You're even better than I remembered, Sara," he says, kissing my neck."What took you so long, John?" I breathe, not really expecting an answer."I don't know," he sighs. "Guilt... fear... who knows?" he says, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. "I guess I was afraid that once we got started, we'd never stop. You'd be an addiction that I couldn't or wouldn't break. I was afraid it would ruin both of our lives," he whispers."What's changed?" I ask, seriously wondering why all of a sudden, it's okay."You living here," he says. "It's a lot easier to ignore you when you're not around," he smiles. "Maybe I'm jealous of all the time you're spending with Jeremy. I don't know," he says, standing up and releasing my legs from around his back. "Should I have stayed away?" he asks."No," I shake my head. "I'm glad you're finally here but I understand the addiction issue," I smile as I sit up and scoot off the table. Pulling him
"Sounds good," he says, startling me by his proximity. I didn't hear him follow me into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, I hand him one and open the other one, taking a long swallow. I swish the beer around in my mouth, hoping it will remove any remnants of Jeremy's cum before he kisses me. If... he kisses me."So, how did you get Jeremy to overcome his shyness?" he asks, his eyes focusing on my hard nipples, emphatically embossed on the front of my tank top."Finally put my psychology degree to use," I answer, not to mention the tits you're staring at. I look at my beer bottle, tearing at the corners of the label as my eyes take in the bulge forming in his shorts. My juices are gushing into my panties as I lean back against the countertop, stretching the thin material of my tank top across my erect nipples. I'd be surprised if he couldn't smell the lustful aroma emanating from between my legs."Well," he says, clearing his throat as he shifts his gaze from my tits to
God! It's beautiful! I want to just stare at it and admire it. I love the shape of the head and the slant from the bottom to the top. I lick all around it, nibbling on the underside where the head comes together just under the opening. He's almost as big as his father but I push that from my brain as I open my mouth and guide him in."Ohhhhhh! Aunt Sara! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Jeremy moans as I suck his cock into my mouth and slide my lips down the length of his shaft. It's been a while and I savor the feeling of his swollen cock sliding in and out of my mouth, imagining what it would feel like in my horny pussy. Cupping his balls with my hand, I stroke them with my fingers as I bob my head up and down and attack his hard cock with my tongue. He doesn't last long and I feel his balls constrict just before he shoots a large load of cum into my mouth."Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuucccck!" he cries as he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my warm mouth, spewing his salty seed onto my welcoming ton
While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we're getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit."We still okay?" he asks. "I'm not going too fast am I, Sara?" he asks, breathing pretty hard himself."No!" It comes out more forceful than I intend. "No, it feels nice, Jeremy," I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider."That's good," I whisper. "You're doing great, Jeremy," I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. "Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties," I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab hi
"You let him touch your tits?" Jenny asks in amazement. "That's awesome! What are you going to do next?" she asks as she takes a bite of her quesadilla. I've accepted that my sister is going to push me to help Jeremy learn about sex."I don't know," I answer. I've been contemplating that since yesterday afternoon. "I think he's ready to date now." Jenny smiles at me across the table."Why don't you role play his date?" she says, clearly enamored with her brainstorm. "You be... what's her name?""Megan," I answer."You be Megan and let him try to get to first base with you," she says, holding her hands out palms up in a gesture of 'why not'. "You can be fully dressed and help him learn how to initiate some heavy petting," she smiles at me as she finishes her lunch. I'm sure she's expecting some resistance from me but I like her idea."Actually," I say. "That's not a bad idea," In fact, I love it. I want him touching my tits some more and my pussy is anxious for some attention, too. Thi
"You can't let him out there without any training." Jenny says between bites. "Do you remember your first time?" she asks but doesn't let me answer. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers."I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but she's not dissuaded."Seriously, Sara, you can't send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm... you've got to help get him ready," she says. "Who else can do it?" she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. "Please, Sara.""I'll do what I can," I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy
With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat. I haven't yet learned how to deep throat and I almost gag on his thick shaft. Pulling my mouth back a little, I wrap my hand around his saliva-coated cock and pump it in and out of my mouth. True to his word, his urgent build-up comes fast, flooding my mouth with huge spurts of cum that I try my best to swallow. The poignant taste of salty semen glides easily down my throat but there's too much for me and it oozes out around his cock and runs down my chin.I pull my mouth off, gasping for air as I fall back against the couch. Damn! I just sucked off my sister's husband! And he wants to fuck me! My pussy is burning with desire!"Fuck!" John says, plopping down on the couch next to me. "That was intense," he says, smiling at me. I quickly catch my breath and slide down off the couch, kissing his bare thigh as I kneel between his legs."Let's see how quickly I can
I'm ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when school lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I'm more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door."Hey," he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. "You've had me wondering all weekend," he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this."Well, I've been thinking," I tell him. "If you're going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back." I pause."I've thought of that," he says quietly. "But I'm not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn't she just have to accept me as I am?" he asks, hoping I'll reassure him."Of course but it wouldn't hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens," I answer. "So