Kathy Harris: Wild eager family

"Deep up my ass! Shove your tongue deep up my ass, Trish!" the woman cried thickly.

Trish's pussy twitched excitedly. She tensed the muscles in her neck as she prepared to tongue-fuck her mother's asshole.

Janet's fingers clutched her own ass frenziedly, spreading her asscheeks so far apart that the wrinkles in her ass muscle were smoothed out.

Finally, Trish pushed her tongue in and Janet felt her asshole opening up to her daughter's tongue.

"Yes! Yes! For God's sake, yessss!" Janet wailed, hardly able to contain her growing lust.

Janet could feel the tip of her daughter's tongue working past the tight tube of muscles into the softer, flexible flesh of her bowels. She was being totally massaged deep in her ass, and she thrilled to the exciting sensation.

Mewling with delight, Trish shoved her tongue as deep inside her mother's asshole as she could and wiggled the tip of her tongue around inside. Keeping her tongue just as stiff as she could, she began to work it in and out of the tiny hole, expertly tongue-fucking the older woman's ass.

"Make me come, ohhh, God, I need to come!" Janet shrilled, still holding her asscheeks open so her daughter could shove her face right in between the crack and fuck the twitching hole with the full length of her tongue.

Suddenly, Trish pulled her tongue out of her mother's asshole and Janet lowered her feet back to the bed. She placed her hand on the top of Trish's head as she felt her daughter pressing against the outer lips of her pussy.

Trish pulled her mother's outer pussylips apart as far as possible, opening up the interior of the woman's juicy red cunt. Then the teenager jabbed her tongue-tip into the base of her mother's cunt, lapping up all the juice that had gathered there.

As the teen licked up all the tasty juice, she hummed and purred and mewled, letting the older woman know just how much she enjoyed the taste of Janet's cunt sauce.

Trish was lashing her tongue up and down Janet's outer cuntlips. She licked between the two sets of lips, and to either side of her clit. She flicked at the outer edges of the swollen inner lips, sucking on them one at a time, making a lewd, wet sound with her mouth.

Both mother and daughter were right on the brink of a powerful orgasm as Trish continued to explore all the nooks and crannies of Janet's pussy with her hungry mouth.

Then she pushed the full length of her tongue into the mouth of her mother's fuckhole.

"Unnhhh, oh, yessss, fuck me, Trish, you're fucking me sooo good! Fuck your mother's cunt with your hard tongue!" Janet squealed, her tits heaving with excitement.

With her tongue, Trish pulled Janet's clit sheath up and away from the fuck button. Then she took a deep breath and wrapped her tongue around her mother's clit in an obscene circle, tugging hard at the blood-engorged clit.

"Ohhhhhh, shiiiiit!" Janet gasped, about to come.

Janet was humping her pussy up so hard against the younger girl's face that Trish was forced to wrap her arms around the tops of Janet's slim thighs and pin her asscheeks to the bed or else Janet would have smacked her daughter in the face with her bucking pussy.

Trish lashed her tongue back and forth across her mother's clit, licking it as hard as possible. Her own cunt was beginning to spasm and she knew with a jolt of excitement that she and her mother would come together.

The teenager wrapped her soft lips about the base of Janet's clit and sucked for all she was worth. So hard that she grew dizzy with the effort.

"Aieeeee! Commmiiinnnggg!" Janet screeched at the top of her lungs.

As she continued to suck on her mother's clit. Trish began to come, too, and both their aroused pussies exploded with orgasms so intense it took their breath away. Pussyjuice from Janet's orgasming cunt flowed into her daughter's mouth while the teenager's cunt sauce rained down her thighs.

Mother and daughter moaned with incestuous bliss as they came again, holding on to each other tightly, both of them lost in the throes of their lesbian orgasms.

A few days later, Larry called.

"I'll be coming by tonight to get all my things," he said, an undercurrent of anger in his tense voice. "I'd appreciate it if you and Norm could be out for the evening."

"But why?" Janet asked, feeling as if her world were crumbling right around her.

"Isn't it obvious? I don't want to see you or your son," Larry said.

"Larry, I'll see to it that we're out for the evening so you won't have to see us if you don't want to. But – isn't there any hope for us at all?" Janet asked sadly.

"You fucked our son! And I'd bet anything that you're still fucking him, aren't you?" Larry asked angrily.

"Yes," Janet murmured weakly, knowing that a lie at this point would only make things worse.

She heard her husband sigh heavily.

"Then we have nothing more to say to each other," he said, hanging up the phone with a loud bang.

When Janet told her kids about their father's call, Norm hugged his mother comfortingly and told her that they'd have a great time that night.

"We'll do the town, Mom! Dinner! A show! The works! I'll make you forget all about that bastard!" Norm said between clenched teeth, furious with his father for treating his mother so badly.

"Now now, Norm, you mustn't be too harsh on your father. He just has never learned what we have," Janet murmured.

"You mean about how it's okay far us to show our love for each other in any way we want – even with sex?" Trish asked, thinking hard. "That's right!" Janet said absently. "Well, dear, even though your father said nothing about you, I think it would probably be best if you went out with us tonight so he'll find the house empty when he comes to get his things."

"I don't know, Mom," Trish said, still looking pensive.

"What's goin' on in that tiny brain of yours, Sis?" Norm asked teasingly.

"You two go on tonight. But I'll stay here. I think I just may know a way I can teach daddy what we already know," Trish said with a mysterious air as she left the room, leaving her mother and brother to exchange puzzled looks.

Larry spent the early part of that evening in a bar, downing several drinks while he waited for his wife and son to leave the house so he could collect his things. He felt himself growing hornier and hornier. He hadn't had a fuck since he had walked out on his family, and the sexual tension was beginning to get to him.

Finally, he left the bar and drove slowly toward his house. Seeing that it was darkened and his wife's car was gone from the driveway, he let himself in and headed for the kitchen, wanting another beer or two before facing the unwelcome task of packing up all his belongings.

He turned the kitchen light on and opened the refrigerator. He grabbed a beer and, sitting down on the edge of the kitchen table, he greedily guzzled it all down. Then he opened the refrigerator again and took out another can which he emptied just as quickly.

His senses began to relax under the liquor's influence. Damn bitch! he thought, thinking about Janet. Making it with her own kid. He reminded himself that his son was a teenager, and he found himself wondering if he had seduced his mother, or if it had been the other way around.

Not that ii matters, he told himself, downing still another beer. Either way you look at it, it's incest. And that I just can't handle. It's too sick. Unnatural.

Feeling more and more turned-on, he dropped one hand to his lap, squeezing his throbbing prick. It was rock-hard now, pressing painfully against his leg, straining for release from the confines of the tight trousers.

He fumbled with the zipper and drew it down, letting his huge, thick log of cockmeat flap free. With a sigh, he fisted the pulsing prick and began to jerk on it rhythmically, dosing his eyes and fantasizing about a sweet, teen licking his cock. Suddenly, he realized that the girl in his fantasy was his own daughter, Trish! Oh, God, he moaned, what's wrong with me, thinking about my daughter that way?