Richard Van Dorne - Daddy_s delight

And they were there, the two of them! Searing male cum pouring into her from both ends, great endless flowing blasts of it! Hot sperm from Brute spitting deep into her tightly sucking rectum, and boiling jets squirting from her daddy's dream-fulfilling rod of flesh high up into her crazily spasming belly.

"Oh God, oh Daddy, oh Brute, I'm cumming too!" she whined. "Oh you dears, I'm cccuuummmiiinngg!"

June swooned. She had never been happier in her life. And then she could feel the atomic explosions begin to break out throughout her entire loins, one right after another. She jerked and began screaming. "No! No! No!" and seemed to be fighting off an imaginary attacker. And then, bathed in sweat, she collapsed over her handsome daddy's exhausted body, her vagina gushing a great flood of cum all over his cock, balls and hairy belly.

For a long time the four of them seemed to doze unceasingly, awash in a somnolent sea of sensuality. Dora felt as if her vagina had been reamed by a pile driver. It ached and twinged with the slightest movement. Her anus and rectum were also burning, even though she could only remember with sheer hedonistic pleasure how wonderful it had felt to have Brute's swift red penis working with such lightning speed in and out of her clenching nether passage. All of her loins and rectum seemed to be in flower, opened outward towards the sun. It was as if her insides had burst into a thousand bubbles and they were floating lazily off into the stratosphere.

Guy, bathed in perspiration, was dazed and hallucinating in a daydream which consisted solely of sun, sea, sand and sex. There were myriad dancing girls with long black hair, blonde hair, platinum, and orange hair the color of ripe orangy rind. He was screwing all of them in this wonderful dream, changing images, just barely aware that he was half-awake and only dreaming.

Brute also dozed fitfully. Then he snorted, his eyes shut, and occasionally licked a fly off the end of his cold wet nose.

June, her warm, fleshy twelve year old body still crushed against her father's hard hairy one, was sighing endlessly. It seemed as if all her dreams and Christmases had come at once. She was happier than she had ever been in her entire life. She opened one eye and looked up at her father's handsome dozing face. How she loved him. But then she loved Brute, too, now, and she wanted to know forever the agony and the ecstasy of having both of them fucking her simultaneously. She would never let them go.

She held herself up slightly so that her softly mounded breasts swung out over Guy Donovan's face and then she pressed one of them into his face so it ballooned fleshly. Giggling, she looked over to the bed. From this position she could see her mother. Dora Donovan opened one eye and smiled at her. Then her mother whispered, "He's good, isn't he, dear?"

June smiled, her eyes all lit up. "Daddy has a very big penis," she said.

"You can't get your hand around it. Did you – did you like him fucking you, dear?"

"It was heaven, Mama. I thought I was going to die from it."

Dora sighed tiredly with happiness and closed her eyes.

"Mama?"

Dora opened one eye again and said, "Then you can have him whenever you want, dear. If that's what you want. Brute made me so happy today I thought I was going to break into a million pieces, and in a way I owe that to you."

"Did he fuck you nice, Mama? Did you like it?"

Dora smiled. She couldn't think of anything else to say. With both Brute and Guy fucking her, she was going to be the happiest woman alive on the North Shore.

"I liked watching him do it to you, Mama. But best of all I liked it when Brute fucked me in my ass and I rode up and down on Daddy."

Dora smiled. "I enjoyed watching you do that, too, dear. So let's make a pact. You can have Daddy whenever you want, and you promise not to get jealous over Brute and me. Okay?"

"Okay, Mama! That's a swell idea!"

And so that day a pact was born. And outside their window, on Railway Road, the trains hooted for the rest of the afternoon and evening, as the new Donovan family, including a German shepherd named Brute, experimented with couplings that were unknown in any railyard.