Harry Stevens - Incest daughter

On the sidelines, Vicki knew from experience how good it must feel. She tried to match it in her own ass with her fingers, but had to be content with a buzz instead of the wrench in her guts that only a big cock up bet butt could bring.

"Fuck me Burt, fuck me! Fuck my ass!" Peggy was gasping in the car.

Burt's prick moved back and forth in his sister-in-law's asshole. His hands roamed from her rippling asscheeks and dug into her cunt below. The stationwagon swayed on its axles from the frantic action within.

Vicki swayed, too. Finger-fucking her ass, she lost her balance and tipped backward, losing sight of her father and aunt for the first time. Sprawled and spread-eagled on the garage floor, she relied on her ears to follow the action in the car while taking care of her own urgent needs as well as she could.

"Oh, God, it hurts, Burt your big cock hurts so much in my ass! God, I love it!" Vicki's aunt moaned from the car, and Vicki silently repeated the words as quickly as she heard them.

Vicki added the rest of her fingers to her ass.

Then they were clenched. A pumping fist inside the channel of her butt, stretching the walls to the ultimate. Still not as good as her father's cock, but the best substitute available.

Vicki could feel her hot stilt rumbling in her bowels as she fist-fucked her ass. It pleased her, knowing that her aunt must be experiencing the same sensation from her father's big prick.

Vicki held off her climax as long as she could, wanting to come along with her aunt. By now her focus had changed completely from her father to Peggy. Vicki wanted nothing more than to share an orgasm with her aunt, even if she would be the only one to know about it.

"Mmmmm… ooooohh… aahhhhh!" Peggy gasped from the car, wind in her throat. "I'm coniminnng! Yesssss… it's always best in the ass!"

Catching up with her aunt, Vicki climaxed with her own hand. Biting her tongue to stifle an orgasmic cry, she writhed on the floor, banging her skull and elbows and thrashing hips against the concrete as she came and came.

Vicki was still squirming when she heard her father yelp that his climax had finally arrived. Vicki yanked her shitty fist from her ass and struggled to her knees. She just had to see her aunt take her father's cum.

It was better than Vicki had expected. Peggy had just pulled away from Burt Wallace's spurting cock and had flipped over on her back. As Vicki's father shot his wad, the creamy arc was targeted on Peggy's face.

Peggy wagged her head from side to side and up and down. She caught the flying jizz with every inch of her face. The only feature that wasn't obscured was her dazzling smile.

"God, she's beautiful," Vicki murmured, as her father's cum dripped from her aunt's high cheekbones.

Now Vicki slunk away. She had seen enough. She wanted to think. Her future, which had seemed so positive when her father had began fucking her, was now up in the air.

When it came down to it, Vicki couldn't fault her dad for getting it on with her aunt. Peggy was such a knockout. Vicki guessed she would have given in to the same temptation as her father if she were a man.

When Vicki finally went back into the house, she made no attempt to avoid the last of the drunken party guests, although she was still nude. But they did not notice her. It was as though she were invisible.

Curled up in bed, Vicki thought until morning about what she wanted to become instead of who she was. The constant repetition of her Aunt, Peggy's name on her lips was her guiding light.

Before tonight Vicki had, believed she was a woman. What she had seen in the garage had taught her differently.

Anyone could have a man far just a few moments by letting him fuck her. To possess him on your own terms took more than merely spreading your legs. Fortunately, at her age, Vicki had plenty of time to learn.

The only requirement was courage. Her Aunt Peggy could give her the answers, if only she could swallow her pride and summon the nerve to ask for them.

Vicki made up her mind that she would accept the challenge. This satisfied her restless soul enough so she could finally close her eyes. Her dreams were hopeful. As the expression went, tomorrow was the first clay of the rest of her life.

"Gee, I hope you don't me barging in on you like this, Aunt Peggy," Vicki said.

"Don't be silly," her aunt warmly responded. "I'm always happy for a visit from my favorite niece. We hardly got a chance to see each other at your mom and dad's New Year's party. Do you just feel like some girl-talk or do you have something special on your mind, clear?"

"Uh, are we alone?"

Peggy chuckled. "Don't worry about your Uncle Ken," he told her niece. "He started the New Year off on a bender and he's been drunk ever since. He'll come wandering in like a stray dog in a couple of days. In the meantime, I've got the apartment all to myself. So it's just us girls."

"Good," Vicki responded, then got flustered. "Uh, I don't mean that it's good Uncle Ken's drinking again, but…"

"You're glad he's out of the way," Peggy cut in. "Don't be embarrassed. I feel exactly the same way. Especially when I have a chance to be alone with my favorite niece. Why don't you come over here and sit next to me, dear?"

Vicki went over to the couch – and sat down at the opposite end from her aunt.

"No, no, come closer, darling," Peggy urged. "I want to get a good look at you. You're such a lovely girl. I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but you remind me so much of myself when I was your age."

When Vicki scooted over on the couch, her aunt ran her fingers through her hair.

"I've always wished I had blonde hair like yours," Peggy sighed.

"Y-you could always dye it," Vicki stammered, nervous from her aunt's attention.

"No, I'm talking about being a natural blonde," Peggy laughed. "All over. If you know what I mean."

Peggy stopped laughing, but her smile stayed fixed on her face as she stared into her niece's eyes.

"You are blonde all over," she said evenly. "Aren't you, Vicki?"

"Well, uh, yes…" Vicki self-consciously answered.

"Mmmm, perhaps I shouldn't say this, but that turns me on," Peggy cooed. "All of a sudden I have this picture of you in my mind that just won't go away. I think you must know what I'm talking about."

"You mean… without any clothes on?" Vicki gulped some more.

"Say 'nude'," Peggy said. "It's such a sexy word. It fits you."

Continuing to stroke Vicki's hair, Peggy slid her other arm around her niece's waist.

"I'll bet you're beautiful in the nude," Peggy whispered body in Vicki's ear.

"I-I really can't say," Vicki sputtered, as her aunt's breath tickled the tiny hairs on her neck.

"Want to know exactly what I'm thinking, darling?" Peggy pushed things farther.

Vicki didn't know how to answer, so said nothing. She wondered if her aunt could hear her pulse booming.

"I have this picture of you in my mind," Peggy reiterated. "You're lying on satin sheets. Nude. All alone with just your private thoughts. You spread your legs and your beautiful blonde cunt is wide open. You put your fingers between your thighs and stroke your golden pussy. Just right. The way a woman can only do to herself."

Vicki started to say something. Maybe that her aunt had the wrong idea why she had come here. But all that came out of her mouth was a long, throaty moan, prompted by her tingling pussy.

"Your cunt is so soft," Peggy went on. "Wet and throbbing. When you touch your clit, you come all over your hand."

Vicki couldn't believe what was happening. Her aunt swords affected her as strongly as if her pussy were really being fondled.

"Mmmm, yes, your cunt is so beautiful," Peggy purred. "You wish you had someone to share it with. Someone who really understands a woman's needs."