John Kellerman - Incest family

"We can't keep doing this!"

"Why can't we?"

"It's wrong!"

"Sure it's wrong. Anything worth a shit is wrong." Mitch laughed throatily and his finger rammed deep. Alice trembled and arched her back. Then she thrust her ass forward, her thighs spread wide under the table. The slick, sticky sound was incredibly exciting to hear as Mitch's finger came almost out of her body and speared deep again. She gave a little growl, a noise she'd never made in her life, and began to pump her hips wildly. She knew she must be behaving like a whore! But the tickling pleasure was growing more intense by the moment and she couldn't seem to control herself anymore. She could say it was wrong but she couldn't possibly stop.

"You hot little mink," Mitch laughed, fingerfucking her all the harder now. His mouth teased the sides of her face and his other hand squeezed and pinched her tumid nipple. She rubbed her body hard against him in the booth and whined with lust.

"Ohhhh, Uncle Mitch, ohhhhhhhh!"

"Just enjoy it honey, cause I sure am."

Alice was aware of something else now. Her uncle had taken her hand and was pulling it down close to his thigh. She didn't realize he'd taken his cock from his shorts until she felt the huge shape slide against her knuckles. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked around the smoky room. The music was going loud and off on the dance floor couples gyrated wildly. Nearby another couple hugged in the back of a booth. Nobody seemed to be paying any attention to anyone else at all. But she felt that surely someone must know. Know that her very own uncle was taking indecent liberties with her body!

"Sure, honey, sure. Just enjoy it, enjoy it." He made her squeeze his cock. The size of it was enormous. Though she couldn't see it, she knew it was the biggest one she'd ever touched. But then it was only the second, wasn't it?

"Mitch, ohhhh, uhbhhh!"

"You're so tight, so hot!" He moaned himself as she tightened her fingers around his shaft in reflex to the sudden jab of his finger again. Her juices smacked loudly as he fingerfucked her with slow, steady movements again, then speeded up to start her hips bucking on the booth cushion.

"Ahhhh, ohhhhhh, Goddamn!"

As her uncle rubbed her, his thumb brushed her clit each time. Her body was burning, ready to explode. She couldn't see straight anymore and her breath burst from her lungs in labored pants of passion. She was so excited that she started to jerk his cock with frantic movements. She wasn't thinking one way or the other about her uncle's pleasure. It was just something to take out her tension on. Something to grab and pull. Something sexy to hold onto as her body climbed turbulently towards paradise.

"That's it honey. Goddamn, that's it!"

"Mitch, ohhhhh, Mitch, stop now! Please stop!"

"You really want me to?"

"Yessssss!"

Mitch stopped pushing his finger in and out of her body. A shiver of shock blasted through her. Viciously she clung to his rigid, throbbing cock. She bared her teeth and growled like a wildcat. She tugged at his prick, her fingers strangling the head until it felt ready to burst blood all over the place. Mitch grunted deep in his throat and watched her. Alice couldn't keep her ass still any longer. With her free hand she found her uncle's wrist and tried to make him start fingerfucking her again. But he just smiled and watched her suffer as the long seconds slipped by.

"Tell me when you want it again," he breathed, mouth against her cheek. She gave a cry and worked the skin up and down his cock like she wanted to tear it off.

"Ohhhh, damn! Do it! Do it to me! I'm begging you now! Do it!"

The in and out movement of her uncle's finger came like a delirious rush into heaven. She rocked her hips on the seat of the booth and felt her muscles tightening down convulsively wound his knuckles. Mitch's face looked suddenly slack and she realized that she'd been doing almost brutal things to his hard cock. But she couldn't think about much of anything now as her body climbed the last few inches into a boiling storm of pleasure. She was coming. Her thigh muscles bulged out as she crumpled forward and pressed her forehead against the table. In and out Mitch's finger went. In and out until she thought she would scream. Her whole body tingled. Her pussy itched with a sensation that wasn't really an itch at all. It was every bit of pleasure she'd ever dreamed about. And then the pleasure exploded like someone was pulling the trigger of a gun over and over. The jabs of frenzied lust made her drool as she continued to yank and strangle her uncle's cock under the table. It erupted suddenly, spraying hot, white jizz against her legs. She felt the thick dribbles pouring down over her knuckles as she came whimpering. The table lurched as the two of them peaked together. Hot jizz was still spattering her arms, her thighs. It seemed that Mitch was spurting a quart of the pungent stuff out of his balls.

"Ohhhhhh, Uncle Mitch, I never felt anything l-l-like this in my l-l-life!"

All her uncle could do was groan back something she didn't understand. Like how much he wanted to fuck her. The words hadn't really soaked in. Because her ecstasy was too intense to allow for any other input. She just leaned back in the cradle of his arms and twitched and squirmed until at last the squeezing, fluttery tickle at her cunt had died away. Then there was a delicious afterglow of well being. She gave a cry when Mitch eased his finger out of her pussy. Her muscles tightened as if to keep him there. Only then did she realize she still had a firm grasp of his cock. It was wilting over, the cum still leaking from the tip. She had an almost insatiable desire to peek under the table to see what it looked like. But it was so dark in the bar she probably wouldn't have been able to see it anyway.

It was Uncle Mitch who helped her clean up. He dabbed the cum from her with a beer-dampened napkin and cleaned up himself as well as he could. But as they went out of the bar, Alice couldn't even look up. She was feeling intense shock and shame again now that the pleasure had been realized. She just knew that everyone was pointing at her, laughing. And yet when she looked back at the doorway, no one seemed to even notice her presence. Except one man in a cowboy hat who was leering at her long legs.

Mitch guided her out to the parking lot and into the front seat of his Cadillac.

"Alice, I want you to know how I feel about you honey."

"What could you think of me after that?" She couldn't look at him.

"I think you're a remarkable girl. Innocent. Not afraid to let her body take her on a trip."

"Some trip," she sighed. "Doing that in front of all those people."

"It wasn't in front of them," Mitch laughed. He started up the engine. "What, we should do now is go somewhere and finish what we started."

"Mitch, I don't want to talk about it anymore. I just think we'd better get home." She scratched at a spot of cum that was hardening on her shorts. "Where did Lee and Betty ever go to?"

"They mentioned something about driving down to the movie in Groveland." Mitch's eyes looked at her with suspicion in the green glow from his dash. "How come I had such a hard time getting Lee to go with his sister?" Alice felt her neck hair rise.

"How should I know?"

"He sure seemed to want to hang around with you."

"I've talked to him before," Alice said, "that's all."

Mitch laughed good-naturedly. "I couldn't blame you for getting along pretty tight with my son. He's a good-looking kid."

"I'm really embarrassed talking about all this," Alice snapped back. "I mean, I'm just supposed to be living with you all. I didn't come out here to start…"

"You didn't start anything. I started it. And I think more of you for going along with it." Mitch backed out and pulled onto the highway. She was relieved to see that he was heading back to the house. But with the lights of town behind them she grew uneasy again. Mitch was holding her hand as he drove. Then he pulled her over against him. She decided to let him hold her to keep from starting anything.