Unknown - Mother Eager Beaver

He opened the back door and walked into the kitchen, then poured himself some coffee. He could hear voices in the dining room so he picked up his coffee cup and started toward the door. His wife and daddy would be surprised to see him back home to drink a cup of coffee with them.

He entered the door, then seemed to freeze in his tracks. The blood drained from his face in shock, then he turned white- all over. He felt very weak, then it was as if his knees were buckling beneath him. This couldn't be real-his eyes were playing some kind of goddamned trick on him. He closed his eyes tightly, hoping the ungodly vision would disappear. He opened his eyes slowly, letting them focus on the two naked figures on the dining table. The scene was very real, but he just couldn't allow himself to believe his eyes.

How the hell could his wife be fucking his daddy, especially on the very spot he'd eaten his breakfast an hour before. He shook his head in disbelief as his daddy's huge cock plunged back and forth in the pussy he'd claimed for his own in marriage. His daddy was standing beside the table and his wife was lying flat on her back across it.

Her asscheeks were hanging just off the edge and her feet were draped over his shoulders with her knees spread very wide. Her pussy was slippery and slushy as his thick hardness slowly rammed in and out of her. Hell, from this angle it seemed as if he were getting a close-up view of their throbbing organs-they were dripping with his wife's sparkling love juices.

His eyes couldn't be playing a trick on him. If they were, his ears were playing the same motherfucking trick. He'd never heard such words of passion in his life, not between his wife and some other man.

"Aaahhh…that's it… Jonathan…that's the way! Ooohhh… My God…that's the way to fuck me!" he heard his wife squeal as his daddy rammed a finger into her juice covered asshole, cramming it all the way to his third knuckle, then with his other hand he lifted her beautiful ass higher into the air. "Sweet Jesus… this is better… much better than… than it was yesterday!"

"Yes… oooooo… Godddd… yes! Your beautiful little pussy is in a better position! I… I can get it deeper… much deeper… and it's sucking at me so hard I cant stand it!" his daddy groaned, pounding into her at a much faster speed. "I'm going to cum in that sweet little cunny again, darling! Ooohhh… jeeeezzzz… I'm there! Aaaggghhh…am I ever there! I'm… I'm cummminnnggg!"

"Meeee… toooooo!" she screamed out in ecstasy, pushing her churning asscheeks high as possible. "Oooooo… Lord… I'm spilling my cum all over the fuckin' place! Fill me full… sweetie… pleaseeeee! Ooohhh… My Godddd…fuuccckkk meeee gooooood! Fill my belly full of hot cum! Fuuccckkk the Hell out of my pussy! Pleaseeee…oooooo… pleaseeeeee… fffuuuccckkk meeee! Pleaseeeeeee!"

Tom watched his daddy's tremendous cock shove into his wife's depths and stay there. Their pubes were pressed tightly together and he could no longer see their organs. He could only see their naked bodies as they ground frantically at each other in ecstatic orgasm. The moans and groans of sudden passion sent chills up and down his spine.

He watched them spend themselves in ecstasy. His father's cum spurted into his wife's pussy to mingle with her flowing juices, then they trembled in complete satisfaction. His daddy began to fuck at his wife's pussy again, then the whiteness of their gooey cum oozed from her grasping pussylips. In a moment Jonathan lost his hardness, then his limp cock slipped from Barbara's slushy membranes. Globs of mingled jism gushed from her gaping snatch to slide into the crack of her ass, then Tom felt himself getting sick. He felt like puking all over the goddamned dining room, but what good would it do? It wouldn't change the fact that Jonathan and Barbara had fucked each other. No! He wouldn't puke! He'd just get the hell out of there.

Without taking one swallow of his coffee he threw the cup against the wall, splattering coffee and pieces of cup all over the place, then glared at their surprised faces like some kind of madman

"Fuck, Goddamn it, fuck!" he screamed, angrily clinching his fists. "Daddy and daughter-in-law-that makes a damned good fucking team, and both of you are good at it. Why dont you just fuck each other to death you have my permission, because I don't give a good Goddamn what happens to either of you."

Jonathan and Barbara watched Tom storm out of the house, then they heard the tires of his car squeal as he sped out of the driveway. They looked at each other, then the blood drained from their faces as they sat at the table. They didn't even bother to put on their clothes.

The children dashed into the house, very happy the school day had finally come to an end. It'd been a long day for everyone, especially for Jonathan and Barbara. They were still sitting at the dining table when the children performed trjeir usual afternoon raid on the refrigerator. They were still naked as hell and Barbara had cried till she could cry no more. Jonathan had spent the day trying to comfort her, but really needed comforting, himself. They were both very pale and they'd been trying to think things through with a clear mind. However, at the present moment they were becoming more confused. In fact, they'd been so confused this whole goddamned day they didn't even think to slip on their robes. Covering their nakedness never even crossed their minds. Barbara's eyes were now dry, but they were red as fire from the crying she'd done.

The children made their snacks, then raced into the dining room to eat. Their eyebrows raised wonderingly as they crowded around the table, gawking at the nakedness of their mother and granddaddy.

"WOW!" Martha gasped excitedly. "Are we changing our life-style?"

"Yeah!" John exclaimed, just as excited. "It'll be fun to have nudism in our home for a change." For the first time since early this morning Barbara and Jonathan realized they were naked, then their faces became even whiter. Barbara glanced at each of her children, then her eyes came to rest on Judy's young face. She was the oldest girl; if any of her children could possibly understand this predicament, she could.

Judy looked into her mother's eyes, then noticed the glaring redness. Her mother had been crying. She looked deeper, then saw the hurt and despair on Barbara's face. Her heart went out to her mother, just as it had yesterday when she'd discovered her with Jonathan. She figured the same thing had happened, but why had her mother been crying? Why did she look so confused and hurt?

"What happened, Mother?" she asked softly. "You look so hurt, and I can tell you've been crying. I thought you learned yesterday not to worry about things you can enjoy with someone; it's really no one's business but your own."

"It's T-T-Tom's business," she stammered, looking hopefully at her daughter, "but he doesn't understand any of this. He stormed out of the house this morning and I'm afraid he won't be back."

"Oh, my God! He caught you and Granddaddy together," she groaned, reaching out to grasp her mother's hands tenderly, then her little mind whirled and groped for some kind of idea. "Hell be back, Mother, don't worry about that. Hell come back for his clothes if for no other reason. In the meantime we've got to think of something that will make him want to stay with us."

"Nothing will keep him here, darling," Barbara sighed. "You don't know how mad he was this morning. You shouldVe seen him."

The whirring gears of her young brain suddenly locked, then a sinful scene began to form in her mind. She wondered if her daddy had ever seen two females embraced in the art of lovemaking. What would happen if he came home in an angry mood to discover that sensual scene? Would he mellow and lose his anger at the sight of female tongues plunging into the depths of yielding pussies? She smiled at her mother as the idea became more vivid in her mind. She could visualize the look on her daddy's face when he walked in to discover her and her mother together. No! Not her mother! He was too mad at her mother for the scene to do any good-it just wouldn't work. However, it could work with someone else-it could work with Martha. Why not? His daughters making love to each other in his presence! It was surely worth a try; they had nothing to lose.