M Kress - The family act

"You bet, honey!" he screamed.

The warm, wet squishy sound of fucking filled the living room as father fucked daughter. The beautiful girl had her legs wrapped around his body, giving him easy access to her pussy. She was meeting each of his deep, shuddering strokes with a shove of her loins up to meet his. Their pubic hairs meshed and tangled against each other with each move.

Fred slammed down with his hips, jarring Linda. Her soft loins bounced against his crotch, sending shivers of delight through both of them.

He was gasping with passion as he forced his hands between their heaving, bucking bodies to get a firm grip on her big tits. The bouncing breasts rubbed against his rough hands. His eyes rolled up in his head. His lips pulled back to reveal a strange, lusty grin.

He pulled and kneaded on the doughy soft tits, bringing wilder moans of lust from his daughter's throat. There was no stopping them now! He screwed his hips down on her body, driving into her pussy at different angles with his big cock. Each different stroke sent her to soaring heights of pleasure.

"DADDY!" she screeched. "You fuck me so good!"

"My little girl!" he gasped.

She didn't really care what he thought of her after this, as long as she could feel the thick wads of his cum splatter against the walls of her milking pussy. She was drumming her heels on the back of his hairy thighs as jolts of lust and pleasure spasmed into her mind. She trembled on the brink of her own shattering orgasm. She held off, however, waiting and praying her father would come first. It would be all she needed to trigger her own climax.

With his hot hands on her fiery tits, pinching her nipples, it was heaven! Her body bucked and heaved under her father's. Her mind was going wild, and there was no stopping her! She was gasping and moaning loudly, striving to get more and more of his cock in her.

"Shit! I'm gettin' close!" Fred whooped. "Close!"

"Come, Daddy! Come deep in my cunt!" she begged him.

Fred's breath was rasping in and out of his lungs like a bellows stoking a fire. The electric tingle began at the base of his prick, and caused his balls to tremble. His cock gave a deep throb in her sucking pussy, and with a sigh and a groan, he slammed his hips hard against her snatch.

"I'mmm cummiiinnnnggg!" he screamed.

His prick jerked and throbbed in her body. His cock spasmed and convulsed, spewing its heady load of hot, scalding cum into his daughter's pussy. His cock seemed swollen even larger as he ground his pelvic bone hard against her spooning loins.

"Daddddyyy! Oh, Daddddyyy! I'mm commmiiinnnggg, toooo!" Linda screeched.

With the first wad of hot sperm into her cunt, she jerked out of control. Her mind was on fire, and she drummed her heels hard on her father's thighs. She shook, shuddered, and shivered. Finally, her body calmed down.

Fred rolled off the top of his daughter. He glanced at her snatch, and smiled at the sight of the cum-matted pubic hairs covering her pussy.

"Very good!" a voice called from the stairway. It was followed by the sound of clapping hands.

Fred and Linda looked up in shock. They saw the rest of the family, all naked, standing on the stairs, looking down at them. Olivia was smiling and Ronny, Mary, and George were grinning. They all looked slightly flushed, and Olivia's pussy was matted with a bit of cum juice, too.

"What!" Fred exclaimed. "How long have you been there?"

"Only for the grand finale," Ronny answered. He led the rest of the family down the stairs. They all went over the bed and sat down.

"I didn't realize how good you were until I saw you fucking the shit out of Linda," Olivia commented. She turned her blue eyes to her daughter. "You do know for sure that you're the daughter of me and my brother, Jack?"

Linda nodded. She was slightly embarrassed. She wasn't used to being watched while she fucked. But with the calm reassurance of all her brothers and sister, she relaxed.

"Dad, what we're here for is to show you that you and Mom don't have to fuck around with strangers," Mary smiled.

"We've got a very loving family, Fred," Olivia nodded. She reached over and held onto George's limp prick. "There's no reason for us to get divorced."

"Yeah, I can see that," Fred nodded. He looked at his two daughters. Their faces were clean and fresh. Their bodies were warm and delightful. That he knew for a fact. And from the way Ronny's prick was starting to swell up at the sight of all the naked female flesh around them, even his son thought so, too. He guessed that George and Olivia had just finished fucking. And with Ronny sitting on the other side of her, Fred was certain he'd fucked his mother, too.

"You don't have any silly objections, do you?" Olivia asked.

"Me?" Fred laughed. "After getting two of the best fucks in my life, in years, from my daughters? Hell, no!"

Ronny smiled into the mirror, straightening his black bow tie. His black hair was combed neatly, and he turned with a smile. Mary gazed at his handsome face with more than sisterly love in her eyes. It was the look that passes between intimate and gentle lovers.

Their records had started selling well since the last tour. Everyone remarked there was a subtle difference to their singing, but no one could quite place their fingers on the real difference. That is, none of the critics.

"Just think," Mary smiled, "this is the city where it all began."

"Yeah," Ronny nodded. He glanced over to the hide-away bed in the corner. It was on that very bed he'd fucked his sister and taken her cherry. His eyes twinkled with secret amusement. "I think coming back here to start our new tour was a sentimental idea on your part."

"Well," Mary blushed slightly. "I mean, after all, it's been a year since our family's been fucking each other like crazy. And we did sort of start the whole ball of wax."

"True," Ronny admitted.

They both were finally completely dressed and ready for the show. Mary was in a yellow dress with old-fashioned ruffles and puffed shoulders. Her ebony hair was done up in an old-fashioned style and her pert, pretty face was framed exquisitely by the hair. They had taken to fucking before they came to the theater, since they had a larger show, now. They each had hairdressers, and separate dressing rooms, usually. But this night they had dressed at the hotel and had come to the dressing room for last minute preparations.

Ronny walked over to the bucket sitting near the bed. He sat down and popped the cork on the bottle. The champagne was cold and he filled two glasses quickly. A year ago, they both would have been shocked to have been even offered a drink. That was a year ago. A lot of things had happened since then.

"Here's to us!" Ronny lifted up his glass.

Mary lifted her glass and a slight smile creased her pretty lips. She touched her glass to his. They drank and laughed. They were in high spirits.

A knock came on the door and Ronny winked at his sister. He opened it and there stood George and Olivia.

"Come in, come in," Ronny waved his hand.

Olivia and George looked more like lovers than mother and son. George had his arm around his mother's waist and his hand resting on her shapely hip. When Ronny closed the door behind them, George gave his mother's asscheek an intimate squeeze.

"Well, what do you think?" Mary asked, indicating the room.

"So this is where it all started, eh?" Olivia smiled. She glanced at the bed where Mary was sitting. "And that's the bed?"

"Yes," Ronny nodded. He glanced at his watch. "Well, we've got to go to the wings of the stage to get ready for our entrance. Why don't you two get comfortable? We'll be back in about two hours."

"Fine," George nodded with a grin. Ronny and Mary left hand in hand. When the door closed once again, George made sure it was firmly locked. Olivia poured herself a small glass of champagne, and encouraged George to do the same.