Cherry Charles - Delighted in his daughter

"Nnnuuunnnkkk!" Pam bleated, trying to lift her legs off the strong shoulders of both the males eating her. "Aarrrg!! Ah! Ahhh – Eeeeoooooo!!"

Her pussy constricted harshly, catching both their hammering tongues like a wet vise. But the second she relaxed, their bastardly mouths were on her again, sucking, licking, lapping, probing!

With a final gasp of rapture, Pam felt her pussy explode with a series of gut-wrenching spasms which flooded both of the lustful mouths buried deep between her legs.

Bo pulled away after a few seconds, grinning and licking his chin with his long, boyish tongue.

But his paw hadn't tasted such young stuff in a long time, and he buried his head to the ears between her thighs again, then shook his face in her wet and mushy cunt like a bulldog chewing a bone.

It made Pam almost feel like the star of her own hard-core movie!

Pam stirred sleepily, and rolled over on her tummy.

She felt the strange lumps under her and slowly blinked her eyes open. She ran her fingers down until she was sure what she was lying on was a mattress and not a big pile of coiled snakes, and then she grinned.

She remembered how she had gotten there!

It was the old mattress in the spare room of the Pauley house, the one where she had first seen Bo eating Mae's cunt. Her lucky mattress now!

Last night, after the general orgy in the living room, Bo and her daddy had brought her in here for some special fun. Half drunk on bourbon and beer, the two insatiable males – one a teenager and one a mature adult – had taken turns fucking her until her spewing young pussy hung slack-lipped and hot. Then Bo had sucked her dripping cleft until she went to sleep.

Even now, as she moved her tender thighs against the lumpy softness of the old mattress, she could feel the relaxed cuntal folds of her sex pouting outward. Her pussy felt as if big love-hungry bumblebees had stung it all night, making it itch and tingle for the satisfying rubdown of a prick.

She lay with her eyes open now, thinking about the fact that three cocks were under the same roof with her, and all large and horny enough to content any girl's needs.

But where, where, where were they!?

And then she heard something which sounded like a muffled scream, a scream which was half protest and half encouragement. It was coming from the living room, and so she hopped up off the bed and hurried to the door.

She yanked the door open and it came to a jarring stop on the door chain which had been latched from the other side.

They were holding her prisoner!

Pam grinned. Somehow the idea of being held a prisoner of lust appealed to her still girlish imagination. It was like playing cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, and ladies and pirates, but with a new twist. Instead of gold, the buried treasure were two teenaged pussies!

The treasure being plundered at the moment, Pam soon saw through the crack of the locked door, was Mae Pauley's precious little box.

Bo, Hank, and Pam's daddy were all three working on the lucky young gal as she lay sprawled on the living room sofa.

Pam could barely believe what she was seeing!

Mae was astraddle her own father, fucking his large, slimy prick with greedy strokes of her rising and falling hips. Bo was behind her, his legs on either side of his paw's own hips, his arms circled around his sister's torso so that the could squeeze her tits while he fucked her asshole. And Pam's daddy was half-kneeling in front of the wanton girl and feeding her his arrogantly aroused cock, making her take it every third or fourth thrust all the way to his balls.

Feeling her own pussy growing wet with envy, Pam stood with one hand tucked between her legs and both her eyes glued to the crack in the door as the pumping, sucking, groaning orgy continued a few feet away from her.

There was something odd about one aspect of the ritual, Pam finally realized. Everybody seemed to be wildly excited except Hank Pauley. He was lying back on the sofa with his large hands resting lightly around the waist of his daughter as she fucked him, but the expression on his face was simply one of relaxed, almost lazy contentment.

Pam couldn't fathom the almost bored grin that was frozen on Hank's lips. Ordinarily, if such a youthful cunt was slapping up and down on his horse-sized prick, his eyes would be sparkling and his mouth would be an upturned bow of lecherous joy.

Pam could only shrug at Hank's lack of excitement, but her daddy and Bo were making up for what Hank was lacking.

She could see the slitted, glittering lust in her dad's yearning eyes as Mae gobbled his full erected cock. And when the girl's talented tongue got a particularly thrilling stroke in, Bill Harper would throw back his head with a lustful growl and pump his demanding tool deeper into her throat.

And Bo was fucking like a maniac. His hair was down over his flushed face and his buttocks were rosy with heat as he pump-pump-pumped his horny prick deep between the spread cheeks of his sister's small ass.

But it was Mae herself who was at the zenith of lusty excitement. With her pussy, her butt, and her mouth all crammed with big prick at the same time, she was in a kind of teenaged hog-heaven of passion.

Pam watched, her clitoris firming and rising through the doughy lips of her own cunt, as the fortunate girl on the sofa humped her foaming slit savagely up and down the strongly made hard-on sticking up between her father's legs. His prick seemed made of steel and stone as the girl battered the sucking lips of her pussy high up on the gleaming column, then down to the very rim of his balls.

Pam wondered again how on earth Hank Pauley could be taking such a delicious, wild balling without even changing expressions!

At last things began to come to a head, so to speak.

With a crude panting of deep lust, Pam's daddy rode his throbbing organ hair-deep into Mae's willing mouth, then shot off his pulsing balls like two hot pistols. The sperm being so violently discharged made the girl's neck muscles bloat out like the cheeks of a frog!

At almost the same time, her brother got his rocks off deep inside her humid ass. His greased and gristly young prick began to discharge like a musket as Mae's sphincter muscle squeezed it lovingly, milking his hot nectar out of his nuts!

In a few more moments, Pam's daddy pulled his weak and swollen cock away from Mae's lips. It came out like a long, fat sausage, dripping at the end and veined wetly from the head to the root.

Bo had satisfied himself, too, and with some small difficulty he forced his lewd prick to withdraw from between the tightly closed cheeks of his young sister's ass. The goatish penis came out with a popping sound, leaving the bud of her rectum pink and open, with globs of warm sperm leaking out of it.

But Mae still screwed.

Her sleekly cushioned pussy rode with whorish speed now, hammering over and over above her father's thighs until her buttocks were almost a blur.

From Pam's vantage point, the art of fucking had never been more artfully or graphically demonstrated!

She watched with her blood boiling pleasurably, as her young girlfriend literally raped the huge prick that was jabbed to the balls up her ravenous cunt. And the more Mae screwed, the harder the big tool seemed to grow!

Hank Pauley merely smiled faintly as his daughter puffed and moaned above him, humping, pounding, ramming her smoking twat in an attempt to suck the sperm from his nuts.

But it was Mae herself who met her whoring Waterloo. As her budded and swollen young tits bounced in front of her, she reached the kind of cunt-grinding orgasm that few girls her age can ever hope to experience.

With a raw squeal of joy she threw back her head and chugged her frothing pussy home. A dozen delicious spasms of lust turned her vagina into a milking machine! Salty floods of juice spilled down from the gorged rim of her snatch, covering her daddy's large balls and trickling down the sides of her legs. The cheeks of her glowing young ass opened and closed as the pleasure poured through her!