Don Scott - Hot family ties

Lesa Ann almost missed Charlie. His hand was nearly on the doorknob of his bedroom when she touched him on the shoulder.

Charlie turned around. He looked down into Less Ann's lovely face and gave her a warm, loving smile.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. Lesa Ann was a little surprised and disheartened. She hadn't realized it before, but there was a part of her that wanted Charlie to be just a little bit hesitant about fucking Janet.

Feeling something akin to jealousy creeping into her consciousness, Less Ann smiled back at Charlie.

"Hi, Daddy. I just wanted to talk to you a moment before you saw Mom." Lesa Ann let her eyes hold a quality of smoldering sensuality as she looked at her father. "I wanted to make sure that you were going to hold up your end of our…deal."

"Of course I am," Charlie answered. "But holding up the deal has nothing to do with it.

Thanks to you, I'm looking forward once again to going to bed with my own wife. Janet's a very lovely, exciting woman, and it's been downright stupid of me to forget that."

Lesa Ann allowed her eyes to trail from Charlie's face to his crotch. She doubted he had anything on beneath his bathrobe.

An idea came to Lesa Ann and it was so devilishly erotic she shivered a little.

"Daddy, before you walk through that door, you should have something on." Lesa Ann slipped her hand inside the folds of the terrycloth bathrobe. Her fingers curled tenderly around the shank of Charlie's cock. "A hard-on, of course."

"What?" Charlie asked, the surprise he felt showing in his tone…

Without untying his robe, Lesa Ann bent over at the waist and opened her mouth wide to accept his cock-head between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the thick, throbbing cockhead, feeling the prick instantly twitching and coming to life.

"Mmmmmmm!" Lesa Ann purred, drawing a light, erotic suction on the cock-head.

Charlie couldn't believe what his daughter was doing. She had, after all, practically forced

him into a position where he had no choice but to cram his cock into his wife's hot cunt. And then, just when he was about to fuck Janet, Lesa Ann started giving him a blow-job.

He pushed the fingers of both hands into Lesa Ann's wavy blonde hair. Charlie started pumping his hips,

driving his cock back and forth between her lips, filling her luscious, wet mouth with his prick.

"Mmmmmm!" Lesa Ann crooned again, her body twitching as Charlie pumped his hips to shove the head of his prick to the back of her mouth.

The shaft of the cock rolled to and fro between Lesa Ann's tightly clamped lips. She licked at her father's pisshole each time she had the chance. The cock pulsed hotly, stretching and growing in size with each passing second. Keeping her hand wrapped tightly around the root of Charlie's shaft, Lesa Ann bobbed up and down, sucking the cock into her mouth until her lips touched the edge of her fist then pulling up so that she could flick the tip of her tongue against her father's pisshole.

Very quickly Charlie's big, throbbing cock reached its full size, stretching Lesa Ann's red, soft lips. She moaned softly, standing bent ova,

nibbling down the shaft of Charlie's cock until her mouth was filled to overflowing with pulsing prick.

And then, just as suddenly as Lesa Ann had started sucking on her father's cock, she stopped. Standing upright, her eyes shining with lust, she smiled wantonly at her father.

"There," she said hi a low voice. "Now Mother will know what you've got on your mind the second you walk through the door."

Before Charlie could say anything, his daughter was walking away from him, leaving him standing there with his red-hot, bone-hard prick sticking out through the folds of his bathrobe.

Janet was getting impatient, but she was unwilling to move. She wanted Charlie's first look at her when he walked through the door to be an impressive one. And if she was posing rather than just reclining, she doubted that he would notice. With a littie luck the impact of that first look would make him blind to her set up.

Janet was just about to give up, thinking at hat maybe Charlie had opted to go out for a drink

or something like that, when the door opened. He took one step into the bedroom and then froze dead in his tracks. His jaw dropped open. He just stood there, his hand on the doorknob, his prick standing out from his body, sticking between the fluffy folds of his bathrobe.

"Damn," he mumbled, his eyes widening as they raked up and down over Janet's curvy, voluptuous body.

The tinkle of soft laughter that came from Janet was like music. It was something Charlie hadn't heard in years. Suddenly he felt young and more alive and in love than he could ever remember being.

"I'm glad td see you, too," Janet said, the lusty laughter in her tone as she spoke. "My word though, darling, you seem to be more than just a little ready tonight."

Charlie tried to get his feet to move, but they just wouldn't. His eyes drank in the staggering beauty of his own wife. Her tits were pushing against the see-through robe. The nipples were hard and he wanted to suck on them. The small bikini panties were a tease that aroused Charlie. Tonight was going to be the best ever. He could feel it in his bones.

When he finally managed to make hh body

work properly, Charlie closed the door. He slowly untied his bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. He stepped up to the bed, then just stood there, his thick, rigid cock pointing straight out in front of him toward Janet. He put his hands on his hips and paused to take in the full visual impact of his wife.

"I've never seen you look more beautiful," he whispered.

"Then come to me," Janet replied, holding her arms out to her husband, rolling onto her back..

Janet moaned softly when their lips touched. The contact of his strong chest flattening her tits, making her nipples tingle inside her see through nightgown, was electrifying. She opened her lips and greedily accepted Charlie's tongue.

"Ohhhhhh!" Janet purred when Charlie's warm, moist lips abandoned her mouth and nibbled on her perfumed neck.

Janet squirmed on the bed. She pressed as much of her body against her husband as she possibly could. The touch of his hands, his lips, his body… all of it ignited her senses and sent her ablaze with lust.

Very tenderly, as though he were unwrapping

a very precious gift, Charlie untied the bows that held Janet's nightgown together. Once her tits were exposed, he greedily sucked on them, opening his mouth wide to get as much of her sweet clit-flesh between his lips as possible.

Janet arched her back, slipping an arm around Charlie's head to force his face deeper into the luscious mound of her tits. Her nipple felt as if it were on fire. The harshness of her husband's teeth against her sensitive tit was as erotic as the warmth and softness of his tongue slipping across and around her tingling, itching nipple.

"Ohhhhh! Yes, my darling! Suck on my tits." Janet urged Charlie as his mouth traveled across the expanse of her chest to capture her other lust-hardened nipple.

While sucking on his wife's tits, Charlie slipped a hand down the front of her body. His fingertips felt the elastic waistband of her panties and he thought of pushing his hand inside, then opted to caress her fiery cunt-lips through the bikinis. When he rubbed her cunt, Charlie could feel the heated moisture of her cum seeping into the panties, and he knew that Janet was really turned on.

When Charlie moved above her, Janet spread

her legs invitingly. She reached down and gently took Charlie's cock in her hand, guiding his flaring prick-tip to the moist lips of her cunt.

"Put it in me," the blonde woman purred. "I want to have your cock inside me."

Charlie pushed his hips down. The throbbing head of his cock spread Janet's cunt-lips apart. When he had driven just his cock-head into the hot, tight, velvety smooth channel of his wife's cunt, he paused a moment to look down into her face.