Harry Stevens - Incest daughter

Ken grabbed his sister's upturned legs and forced them back until Marsha was jackknifed. Burying his face between her tits, he blasted one… two… three brutal cock-thrusts to the inside of her pussy.

With the third surge of his hard-on, Ken left his prick hilted in Marsha's cunt. His sister clutched his balls as he dug his fingers into her raised butt.

Ken's breath gusted like he had the wind in his lungs. Sweat streaked his face while he grimaced as though he were pushing a block of granite. His crotch was locked in a mighty flex.

"Now! Now!" Marsha screamed. "Give me your cum!"

It happened. Ken's spine snapped. His balls jumped out of his sister's grip and clung to the root of his straining cock. He was coming in his sister's deep cunt for the first time in twenty-five years.

"Sooo hot," Marsha groaned as her brother's fizz spurted into her pussy. "God, I've waited so long for this."

Brother and sister embraced each other, her legs sliding down to wrap around his waist, as he shot his wad in her cum-hungry cunt. The springs of the overworked bed on which they fucked squealed beneath the lovers as though they were a third party in the action.

At the crack in the doorway, Vicki was thinking ahead on her mother's behalf.

"DO you think Uncle Ken's cock will still be hard when he's finished coming in Mom's cunt?" she whispered to her aunt.

"If it isn't," Peggy answered, "your mother will get it up again."

"You think Mom wants it in the ass?"

"Wouldn't you?"

Vicki's reply was a knowing grin.

In the meantime, Ken's prick had slowed down to a dribble. When it slipped out of his sister's cunt, Marsha put her hand to her crotch and smeared the jizz leaking from her cunt from thigh to thigh.

"What a fuck!" she murmured. "So much sweet cum."

She put her sticky fingers in her mouth and sucked off her brother's jism.

"I'm already dying for more," she sighed. Ken looked sheepishly down at his half-hard prick.

"You'll have to do the work this time, Sis," he muttered apologetically. "The last twenty-five years have taken their toll. I'm not eighteen like I was the last time we got it on."

"Don't worry about a thing," Marsha said confidently. "I can get your cock up again without even touching it."

She rolled over on her belly. Then, slowly, she raised her plump ass in the air, slipping a pillow under her crotch when there was enough room.

Now with her brother's eyes riveted to her ass, Marsha gripped the cheeks and pulled them apart as she spread her thighs. Her asshole glistened, red and round as a ripe cherry.

As he gazed into the flared treasure of his sister's ass, Ken's cock stiffened like it was being hoisted by invisible wires. Even on that reckless day of twenty-five years before, he had not dared to go as far as Marsha was now encouraging him to. The part of herself that she was now offering him went beyond even his most deep-seated incestuous fantasies.

"Fuck me in the ass!" Marsha demanded.

"Are… are you sure, Sis?" Ken gulped. "My cock is so big. Your ass is so tiny."

"Isn't that the general idea?" Marsha smirked over her shoulder.

"It'll hurt you."

"The more the better!"

Taking his revived hard-on in his hand, Ken approached the luscious split of his sister's ass. He was very careful as he slipped his cockhead between her spread asscheeks and centered it with the pouting anal rosebud.

"Please don't be gentle," Marsha impatiently pleaded. "I want it rough. Your big, strong cock jamming up my ass. Ripping me to pieces."

Eavesdropping at the door, Vicki grew increasingly excited waiting for her uncle to give in to her mother's horny demands.

"Ram her!" she rasped.

"Shhhh," Peggy quieted her. "You don't want them to overhear us now. We'll miss the best part. Don't worry, Ken will come across. Then we'll let them know we're here."

"We will?" Vicki asked, puzzled.

"Of course," her aunt answered. "It's all part of the plan. What's the point of arranging all this if we don't guarantee that it works to our advantage."

"You mean blackmail?" Vicki gasped with surprise.

"With love." Peggy chuckled. "There's no better way to get somebody to see your point of view than by having something on them. Your mother will be begging you to fuck your dad if you have Ken to hold over her head. Believe me, dear, there's nothing like a little insurance."

"And just exactly what do you expect to get out of all this, Aunt Peggy? Somehow I never thought to ask you that."

"R-i-c-k," Peggy silently spelled out the name of Vicki's brother, while tracing the outline of an imaginary hard-on with her graceful fingers.

Vicki couldn't think of anything to do but shake her head and grin at her aunt's devious methods. Peggy would never cease to amaze her.

"It wouldn't surprise me if it turned out you were already drawing up the plans for a family orgy," Vicki finally sighed.

"Aren't you?" her aunt leered. Then Peggy put a finger to her lips and whispered. "Now, shush. Let's watch the rest of the action before we make our move."

Vicki and Peggy turned their attention back to the lovers, just as Ken had completely buried his cock in his sister's ass. He had grabbed her ass and was guiding her butt in a rocking motion.

"Your prick is killing me! Tearing me up inside!" Marsha cried.

"Am I hurting you, Sis?"

"Yes! Yes! God, it's wonderful! Can't get enough of the pain! I'm going to come harder than I ever have in my life from your big cock up my ass!"

"I'm ready to come, too," Ken grunted. "My balls are on fire!"

"Arrgghh, here I go!" Marsha croaked.

Her body might have been wired for electricity the way it jumped. Every muscle was twitching. Marsha's arms and legs thrashed, while her swivel big neck twisted her head in a looping circle. Her ass was a blur, whipsawing her brother's cock.

Then it was Ken's turn to announce his climax. "I'm coming!" he blurted with stark simplicity. He draped himself over his sister's back, clutching her tits as his crotch repeatedly whammed home against the swell of her squirming butt.

"Your jizz is so hot in my ass!" Marsha gasped. "So thick. Creamy. There's so damn much of it."

"Heh, heh, heh," Peggy cackled on the sidelines. "Look at them. They're helpless. This is it, my darling niece. Let's go pick them apples. Just leave everything to your old auntie."

Before Vicki could linger with any second thoughts, her aunt grabbed her arm, kicked the door open, and pulled her into the bedroom to confront Ken and Marsha.

"Smile, darlings," Peggy whooped at the ass-fucking lovers. "You're on Candid Camera!"

It was outrageous. Vicki covered her face she was so embarrassed. But also to keep her uncle and mother from noticing how hard she was laughing.

Burt and Marsha Wallace didn't need the excuse of New Year's Eve to host another get-together. The happy state of their lives was reason enough for celebration. And they wanted to share it with those to whom they were closest.

It was a small affair. Just relatives. A sort of intimate family gathering, really. A very special sort.

Rick Wallace had come home from college to spend the weekend at his parents' urgings without knowing exactly what to expect. When he pulled up to the dark house Saturday morning after driving all night, he assumed everyone was in bed and decided to slip in without knocking. However, he was just inside the front door when the lights flashed on and he was surrounded by loved ones.

"Surprise!" everyone cried.

Rick looked around, stunned. His mom and dad were there, along with his sister. So were his Aunt Peggy and Uncle Ken…

They were all nude.

"What… the… hell?" gasped.

His sister came up to him. Vicki's naked body was flushed with excitement.