Roger Hurwell - Family Four-Play

He wanted to deny that he wasn't doing anything. He was hanging on for dear life trying to keep from coming! The way her asshole worked at his prick, he thought she was a human guillotine trying to chop him off. And the walls of her rectum were tighter than any cunt he'd ever fucked. The smoothness and the flexibility pressed in on him from all sides. Together with the heat of her body, he was having one hell of a hard time trying to keep from coming. And she thought he wasn't doing anything! “Gotta rest for a second,” he muttered.

“Got to make sure you're ready for the real butt-fucking;” “I'm ready, damn your eyes, now fuck meeeeee!” She felt a surge of desire flash through her body. The galvanic jolt shook her teeth, it hit her so hard. For a second, she thought she'd gotten off. Then she realized it wasn't that. This was something preparing her body for the real come to follow. The woman couldn't believe that just having her son's cock driven into her asshole would be such a thrill, but it was.

And she was needing him to really get to fucking. The sexual tensions mounting in her belly threatened to rip her apart like a used piece of tissue paper. “Fuck meeeeee!” she cried again. Shoving her hips back into his groin told him of her desperate need. Never had she felt this horny. The simple act of him driving his prick into her bowels had turned her weak and watery inside. She knew that when he came he would be giving her the sexiest enema possible. His come would whitewash her rectum and make her even more liquid inside than she felt now. But he had to fuck her ass. He had to really get into Greeking her or she would be denied that pleasure. She knew she might pass out soon from the incredible tensions rampaging inside her. That had always been something out of the romances she read that she hadn't believed. A woman didn't pass out from a man fucking her. Gloria was finding out different while her son's prick sluggishly moved in and out of her ass. “More,” she begged. “Give it all to me!”

She felt his fingers begin to stoke lightly across the very tip of her clit. His strong arms encircled her and held her firmly against his groin. Everything he was doing turned her on more and more until she knew it wouldn't be possible to hold back any longer. She came. Fireworks and rockets and Fourth of July were all the romance story descriptions. She felt them and more. Her body tingled.

She felt the sweat pouring down her body, dribbling onto her tits and tickling as it dripped from the nipples and onto the rug. Her breath came in tortured pants and the room spun so fast she had to rest her head on her crossed arms. This thrust her ass even more firmly back into her son's crotch. His prick sank another half-inch into her asshole. She came again, harder, more demanding, more satisfying. And still she wanted more. “God, Mom,” he grunted. “Your asshole feels like a hangman's noose around my cock. The muscles are going to chop off my prick and leave it inside you!” “Good,” she moaned, “as long as it keeps fucking my poor little ass!” “Little is right. Feels like a surgeon's glove filled with lava. And the walls are so rubbery and tight!” He shoved his hips forward as hard as he could. The smooth, soft curves of her ass fit nicely against his upper thighs. The sight of her snowy buttocks pressing into his body the way they were made him even more aware of her body. The tightness.

The heat. The way she was moving. The supreme excitement he was generating in her loins. She came again and again as he fucked her ass. The feelings inside him mounted. His tired balls came alive again. He'd been sucked off a couple times that night and still he found his balls tightening into a hard little globe filled with steamy hot jism. When the rising tide of his passion burned along his prick, he held back. He didn't want to come yet. He wanted to butt-fuck his very own mother a few more times. His hips blurred, he was fucking her so fast. The friction along the entire length of his prick mounted to the point where he thought he must be shooting sparks. The heat seethed and boiled and crept down the youth's fleshy pillar of manhood. He knew he couldn't keep up this frantic ass-fucking much longer, but he was turning into a sex-hungry stud. He wanted all the satisfaction, all the sexual thrills he could get.

She was joining in and responding. Their bodies met in a hard impact that drove his cock even deeper into her back. The way her ass mashed and pressed into his body cradled him, made him aware of the heights of his passion. When he was no longer able to keep his come locked up tightly inside his balls, he exploded. His prick might have been a meaty stick of dynamite. His entire body shuddered as he sought even deeper corners of her ass to sink into. His cock shot out spurt after white-hot spurt of his jism until her asshole had sucked him dry. “Ummm,” she gasped, falling forward and away from his deflating prick. “That was nice, but…” Fred looked down at his mother and wondered. He'd gotten off on the butt-fucking in a big way but she obviously was unsatisfied. There was no way he could help her out of her sexy dilemma. His prick was gone for a while. And his father's was in the same condition due to her mouth working so feverishly on it. But… Another idea came to him. He wondered if the others would see it, too.

“Dammit, I'm still horny,” Gloria declared. “I am, too,” replied Denise, turning and looking al the older woman.

“Don's jaws hurt from eating me out. Hut he didn't finish me off. If anything, he only added to the problem.” She rubbed her snatch and smiled at him, then Hushed a big smile at Fred. A moment's instant communication went between them, all silent but nonetheless complete, and then she knew what the solution was to their mutual problems.

Don and Fred were worn out. It would be a while before their pricks were workable fucking tools again. But she and Gloria still had a mighty big sexual itch that needed to be scratched. Why should she have to rely on either Don or Fred when Gloria was perfectly able to satisfy her needs? They both needed one another. And some lezzie action would be an entirely new and exciting trip. “Gloria,”

Denise started slowly, “have you ever made love to another woman before?” “No, never. The thought never-what do you mean 'before'?

You make it sound like we're going to do that now…” Her voice trailed off as she caught the gleam in the girl's eye. “Not before now!” Don spoke up. “What do you two mean? That you're going to get it on with each other?” “I knew there was some reason I married you, Don,” said Gloria. “Your wit and logic at times is blindly brilliant.” She lightly flicked his dead cock with the tip of her finger. “Though this doesn't look like a brilliant performance type tool to me right now.” Smiling, she turned to Denise and said, “Dear, help me get out of these clothes. They're actually starting to cut off my circulation.” “Sure, be glad to-if you'll help me with mine!” The two of them stripped the remnants of their clothing off until they were bare-assed naked. Sitting in front of the fire, their bodies became seductively beautiful with shadows of the leaping flames licking across tits and plunging toward their furry pussy mounds. The deeper shadows of their snatches provided a tantalizing meal of unlimited potential for both of them. But they really didn't know where to start. This was brand-new for both of them. Don sensed their hesitation and immediately guessed at its cause. He said, “Look, I'm no expert on this, but I know what gets me all hot to trot. I go to some of the porno movies and my favorites are the ones with lesbian action.” Both women turned and looked at him. Gloria started to say something but a quick hand by Denise which covered her left tit silenced her words. The younger girl was interested in hearing what was possible and what would be the best ways for them to go about this. “Scissor your legs together,” Don ordered. He rocked back against the sofa and watched. “Now you put your pussies as tightly together as possible. Good.” The way his words came out told all of them that he was getting horny just watching the two women get ready to work on each other. And if he'd been asked, Fred would have had to admit to the same feelings. Seeing Denise and his mother twined together like a pair of pretzels, their cunts lewdly dragging across each other, sent twinges into his flaccid prick. If he hadn't just gotten off butt-fucking his mother, he knew he would have one hell of a raging hard-on now. The feelings were still in his body, but the reaction would have to come along later. But not much later, he hoped. He wanted to join into this sexy little circle! “Now take each other's foot between your tits and pull as hard as you can. Do whatever seems right from now on,” Don finished. He began squeezing down on his prick as if it were a small animal wanting to be petted. Nothing much happened but the action on the floor in front of the fireplace got hot and heavy very quickly. Denise was surprised at the sensations ripping into her cunt. This was so totally unlike anything she'd ever felt before, she almost wanted to deny it was happening. The pressure of Gloria's cunt against hers sent tremors earthquaking through her body until her tits bounced around. And with the other woman's leg securely held between her boobs, even this stimulated her. The sight of the foot just inches away from her mouth made Denise remember how her own toes always curled up whenever Fred fucked her. There had to be some erotic connection between the toes and cunt. On a sudden impulse, she pulled a bit more until Gloria's foot was within lip distance and then she began sucking on the woman's toes. The effect was remarkable. Gloria let out a low, heartfelt moan that seemed to say, “This is living! I want more!”