Unknown - Mom gets it on

"Do it," she pleaded, straining to reach his ass and urge him into her. She felt him holding back, and didt it want him to. She wanted him to spike her on his cock hard and fast, but he wouldn't do

it. He worked his prick into her with agonizing slowness, driving her nuts, giving her tissues time to adjust to his incredible bulk.

There was pain, the same pain there had been when Paul had fucked her virgin cunt. But the pleasure of having her tunnel filled made up for the pain. She welcomed it as additional evidence of what was being done to her. She spread her thighs wide, showed her father she wanted him to thrust more deeply into her cunt.

He pushed into her in a series of short strokes. Finally she felt the head of his cock press against the end of her cunt, then stretch her, until his pubic arch came up against hers, began crushing her clit into a haze of pleasure. She squirmed under him like a squashed bug.

He began to fuck her very slowly and carefully. She felt the lining of her cunt tug outward as he withdrew, push inward as he pistoned back into her. The friction between his cock and her cuntal walls was excruciating in spite of her copious flood of fluid.

Bending her legs, Jan fought to get him still deeper into her. She felt him reach for her ass, lift, give himself a better angle. His fingers tugged at her, spread her ass cheeks. She felt cold air touch her asshole. Loving the sensation, she clutched at him and drew him even more deeply into her. She felt as if his cock were going to drill completely through her, and she loved it. She hoped that it would, and tried to picture it happening.

His finger touched her asshole, and Jan was rocked by a blast of pleasure. She hoped he would do it again, and, when he pistoned his cock in her again, he did. He pressed on her asshole, and flames raged through her whole, body. She fought to reach his ass, and probed blindly for the hard bud of his hole, assuming he wanted her to touch him there, too. His finger was twisting slowly into her resisting muscle, and she began to lose control as lust roared through her. She managed to penetrate his asshole. Then, her concentration was demolished by another stroke of his cock into her cunt. With one final effort, she rammed her finger into his ass. He heaved in response, and jammed his. finger into her asshole. She could feel the wall of flesh between her cunt and asshole being pinched by the dual penetration.

Then, she was cumming. Uncontrollably, she was orgasming like she never had before. Her hips heaved and jumped with a life all their own. She clutched her father's ass as she orgasmed around his huge cock and burning finger. She drove her finger into his greasy ass and felt his prostate spasmmg as he shot a second load of cam into her into her cunt this time.

Curled in a tight knot under her father, his spuming cock in her cunt, his probing finger in her ass, Jan clung desperately to her sanity as the pleasure went on and on and on. She could feel his prostate pumping the last of his cum into her milking cunt, and prayed his orgasm would go on and on. Then her cunt was clutching a shrinking cock and her asshole was sealing itself behind his retreating finger. She extracted her own finger from her father's asshole and let all her muscles go limp. His weight on her was painful and wonderful and she half wished it would crush the life out of her, so that her dying memory would be of exquisite pleasure.

"God, what if Lil finds out," Joe mused as he rolled off his daughter.

Jan looked over at him. She loved the sight of their mingled cum matting his black bush, shining on his drained cock. "How could she?"

"She'd kill us both." Joe sighed. "We can't ever let it happen again."

Jan didn't like that idea at all. "Why not?"

"Because, we couldn't hide it forever," Joe explained patiently.

"We could be very careful," Jan pointed out.

"Baby, people are sent to jail and asylums for what we just did."

"Not if nobody complains," Jan argued desperately.

"Your mother would complain."

"Are you sure? She's pretty liberal."

"Not that liberal." Joe shook his head. "She comes from a very strict family, you know. Also, she's the jealous type."

"I still don't think she'd complain. I'm her own daughter, after all. It's not like you've been unfaithful to her. Besides, you're not jealous of Paul, are you?"

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Joe snorted. "In the first place, I am not your mother. How I react and how she reacts are two different things. Second, some people, most people, regard incest as much worse than infidelity. Third, I am jealous of Paul, but cold logic tells me that he, your first cousin and your own age, is more-ah-compatible than I am. First cousin marriages are legal in this state."

"I'm not going to marry him!" Jan exclaimed, shocked.

"I know, I know," he soothed. "What I mean is, what you and he do isn't technically incest."

"I don't see what's so awful about incest," Jan pouted.

"Produces defective offspring," Joe explained.

"We're not going to have any offspring. You're going to get me the pill, remember?"

"There are laws against incest."

"There are laws against sodomy," Jan said quickly. "And I bet you and Mom have tried it."

"What do you know about sodomy? You don't even know what the word means."

"It means anal intercourse. I looked it up in the dictionary. I used to think it must be awful. But when you put your finger up my ass just now, I decided it must be fantastic. Does Mom like it?"

Caught off guard, stunned by his daughter's maturity, Joe answered without really thinking. "She says I'm too big. Hey! You're not supposed to know about things like that!"

Jan was leaning back on her arms, gazing down her slender naked body. Her legs were pressed tight together, her toes pointed gracefully. Most of her pussy was hidden. Only a small triangular patch of delicate hair showed. The sun felt hot on her naked flesh.

"I'm supposed to be a virgin, too," she observed smugly. "Hey, what about sex between an aunt and a nephew?"

"What about it?" "Is that incest?"

"Yeah," Joe answered, "it is. So what?"

Jan ran a finger around one of her nipples, studied how the little bud responded eagerly. "Well, if Paul and Mom did it, then she couldn't really say anything about you and me, could she?"

"Jan!"

"Well, she couldn't."

"Baby, that would be wrong, too. Two wrongs don't make a right," Joe argued desperately.

"But it would protect us," Jan noted practically.

"It's blackmail!"

"Insurance."

"We aren't ever going to do it again, so we don't need insurance," Joe said.

"We aren't?" Jan asked. Her voice was very hot and soft. She looked at her father.

"No, we aren't," he repeated, scrambling to his feet and grabbing his clothes. He kept having to stop to pick up thing he dropped as he fled toward the house.

Jan watched the flex of his strong ass cheeks, her eyes on the hairy crack between them. He was almost to the back door when she got to her feet. Carrying her suit and towel in one hand, she stalked him. She was achingly conscious of her body as she crossed to the back door and followed him into the house.

She found him in the living room, still naked. He had a drink clutched in his hand and his clothes were in a heap at his feet.

He was standing facing the mirror behind the built-in bar. Dropping her clothes, Jan moved up behind him. Looking at him in the mirror, she reached around him. She curled her fingers around his sticky cock and pressed her warm body against his.

"I love you Daddy," she whispered. "I love you, and I'm not going to let you go." She pumped her hand slowly on his prick, and felt their mingled juices. His cock began to swell in her grasp. When he made a half-hearted attempt to pull away, she tightened her grip on his prick.