Robert Jenkins: Seducing Mom and Dad

His cock swelled enormously up inside his daughter's cunt, the tip as big as a small doorknob. Shuddering and jerking, the big organ poured jet after jet of steaming jizz up into Dot's twitching cunt.

"Ooohhhhhh, yes, Daddy!" Dot whimpered with delight. "Shoot your sperm up into my cunt. Fill me with your hot jism!"

She reached down and began to fondle her father's bloated balls.

"Yaahhh!" he shouted. His cock drove even deeper up into her sperm-soaked cunt. New bursts of jizz rifled through its shuddering length, spurting deep into his daughter's hotly undulating body.

Both father and daughter slowly ran down, their orgasms waning. The nice thing about their position was that they didn't have to move afterward. As her father's depleted cock shrank slowly inside her sperm-dripping cunt, Dot sighed happily. It had worked out so well! Not only did she have the excitement of having stolen this forbidden fuck, but it was such a nice fuck! Something she wanted to do again. And again and again.

The girl's earlier motives of helping her parents' love-making were forgotten. The act now lived for itself. Never before had she had a lover to match her father.

Both Paul and Dot were a little surprised to find they felt no guilt. There were a few murmured endearments, some more gentle fondling, then the two of them fell asleep.

Strangely, Paul's last thoughts, as he lay with his daughter's soft, well-fucked body curled against his, was of Helen. For the first time in years he thought of her with tenderness.

And lust. He knew now he'd like to fuck his wife the way he'd just fucked his daughter.

Events were piling up on Emma. Her efforts to help her family were becoming confusing.

She rarely had a moment alone with Dot any more. She'd like to, after their tremendous lesbian scene together. But the girl seemed bemused, far away. And tremendously happy. Emma suspected that Dot had a new lover. One she was very secretive about, which was unlike Dot. She usually was eager to share the details of her love life with her big sister.

At least Dad seemed to be getting hold of himself. Something seemed to be agreeing with him. At first Emma had thought it was the new job location. But several times she saw Paul come home from work, tight-lipped with rage over something his hated bosses had done to him that day. Well… something was making him feel better.

Too bad about Mom. She was sinking lower and lower into a morass of personal lethargy. Once, Emma caught her father trying to be affectionate to her mother. Helen rebuffed his advances coldly.

And then there was Sue to worry about. Emma began to regret that she and Dot had ever taught the girl to masturbate. As far as Emma could see, Sue spent almost all her time playing with her cunt. Several times she heard the girl in her room panting and moaning. Sue seemed to be the most wildly turned-on of all the Masters girls.

One night Emma had Sue over for the evening. "Are you gonna play with my cunt again?" Sue asked, hot-eyed.

"Sue!" Emma said, a little shocked. "Don't you ever think about anything else?"

"Not often," Sue admitted candidly. "It's just that it feels so good! I can't ever seem to get enough. I can make myself cum almost any time I want, but it only seems to make me hornier."

The little brunette thought awhile. "You know, Emma, I think what it is, is that I never get anything shoved up inside my cunt. Except my finger, that is, and it's so small."

"I… I think I want to get fucked," Sue blurted out. "Really fucked. I'm tired of doing it all myself."

Emma fidgeted nervously, but Sue began to grow excited. "I think that's it! I think that's it! It makes me feel good just to think about it! Tomorrow I think I'll go down to the playground and see if one of the guys would like to do it to me!"

"You wouldn't want your first time to be with one of those pimply kids, would you?" Emma said quickly. "Besides, if you come on so strong, you'll probably scare the little bastards to death."

Emma kept wondering why she had such an aversion to her little sister finally losing her cherry. She'd been eager enough herself when she was a teen-ager. But the thought of some half-witted punk shoving his juvenile cock up Sue's sweet little twat burned her up.

"Then I'll go down by the harbor," Sue said excitedly. "There's lots of horny sailors down there. At least, that's what Dot said."

Worse and worse!

"You really want to fuck yourself up, don't you?" Emma said scathingly.

Sue looked up at her big sister defiantly. "How come you're such a wet blanket all of a sudden?" she asked bitterly. "Maybe you shouldn't have turned me on in the first place. You just taught me to tease myself. I don't care what you say, Emma. I'm horny, and I'm going to go out and get fucked, whether you like it or not!"

Emma felt trapped. She knew her little sister meant it. But the thought of some slobbering sailor or punk kid dipping into that lovely young cunt still disturbed her. Too bad there wasn't somebody that really knew what he was doing, somebody a little older but not too old who could break in the girl. Somebody…

And then it hit Emma. She gulped. It was the obvious answer, even if it involved a personal sacrifice.

"Okay, Sue," she said to her stubborn little sister. "I think it's about time you got rid of your virginity. Are you really ready for it? Because I can see that it happens tonight. Right here in this apartment."

Sue's eyes opened wide. "Why, sure… I guess I'm ready. But what do you mean?"

Emma smiled tightly, picked up the phone and dialed. A familiar voice answered. "Hello."

"Jack?" Emma purred into the phone. "Can you come over here for a while? Something's going on that I think will interest you."

"Are you fucking serious?" Jack asked, his eyes bulging with surprise. Emma had just told him. They stood close together in her living room. Sue sat on the couch, looking down at the carpet.

"Uh-huh. My little sister has the hots. She wants your big strong bad. Isn't that right, little sister?"

Jack's eyes jerked over towards Sue. She blushed prettily and nodded yes.

"Well… I think I'll go out for a while. Maybe see if old Emma can get laid," Emma said. "You two have fun." Then she turned towards Jack. "But if you hurt my little sister," she hissed, "I'll cut your balls off!"

Numbly, Jack watched his girl friend stalk out the door. He was alone with Sue. "Jesus!" he muttered. What an unreal situation! But there she was, sweet Sue, sitting horny but suddenly shy just a few feet away. What the hell did he do next?

Now he was shy! "…you want me to mix you a drink?" he asked the girl.

She shook her head. "C-Can't we just do it?" she stammered.

Jack knew he was going to have to take the lead. After all, wasn't that why Emma had trusted him with the deflowering of her beloved little sister?

He walked over to the girl, took her hands and helped her to her feet. The girl's eyes raised slowly to meet his. He saw limitless passion in their hazel depths. His own passion flamed into life. His cock swelled in his pants.

"Let's go into the bedroom," he said. He led the girl inside. "And take off our clothes."

Jack began undressing the girl. His fingers shook a little. He took her blouse off, then the wispy little bra underneath. God! Those tits!

Jack started stroking Sue's naked tits. His hands molded to the resilient contours of the big solid globes. Sue's nipples, swollen with growing, peaked up under his eager fingers. A shudder ran through the girl's nubile young body. Her full lips fell open a little.

With great difficulty, Jack pried his hands away from Sue's big, perfect tits. He unbuttoned her pants, then jerked them down over her hips. Her panties came with them, leaving her stark naked.