Frank Harper - Daisy_s dog

"Both ways," she said, swinging from the bed.

Luke perched his naked butt on the end of the bench. Facing him, Daisy was able to straddle him and his poking prick and have space to put her legs. She placed her hands on his shoulders and let him do the guiding as she slowly lowered. She settled all the way down, burying his cock all the way into her cunt.

She just let his cock soak for a minute or two, then began contracting her inner muscles. Luke told her she was really getting good at snapping. They were holding each other tightly, her chin on his shoulder, and her taut-tipped titties pressed against his chest. He slipped his hands down and shoved them in between her ass and his thighs. She pulled her upper body back and clasped her fingers behind his neck.

She lifted by putting her weight on her feet and legs. When only the cockhead remained embedded, she lowered all the way down again. Luke helped with his hands when she again lifted, then kept on helping as she began moving up and down on his hard, slippery shaft.

"This is great!" she exclaimed. "Can you last for a while?"

"Don't worry," Luke said, holding her down and working his stiff cock around in her twitching cunt. She began grinding her hips and he gave her enough freedom to make little up and down movements. She melted into an orgasm without really moving all that wildly. She just kind of eased over the edge and it was almost as if she had taken a blissful trip out and away from herself.

Luke's cock did remain hard and stiff. When Daisy recovered, she pulled her head from where she'd rested it on his shoulder and told him he had a right to do a little bragging. He said he was able to last longer not only because he'd masturbated earlier, but also because he was getting more used to having sex with her. She understood what he meant, but she pretended to pout and told him he was just getting tired of her. He protested, saying that'd never be true.

Afraid the talk would lead to words about love, a subject that'd always been carefully avoided by Daisy and all three brothers, she lifted from Luke's thrusting tool and turned around. The last thing she wanted was to get emotionally involved with anybody, and she wanted to keep her relationship with all three boys strictly on a physical basis. Her life was already complicated enough without one of them coming on with the love stuff.

Then Daisy lowered herself, with Luke's help, and his cock speared up into her clinging cunt. "I'll let Mark and Matthew take their turns fucking me," she said, beginning to bounce on Luke's stiff shaft. "Hell, it'd be stupid to let them waste the stuff I like so damned much!"

"They'll be glad to hear that," Luke said. "So am I. We're all too young to take sex too seriously, even if I do get some crazy ideas at times."

Daisy didn't say anything. She was well on her way to never-never land, and she didn't even want to think about anything except the glorious pleasures of the moment. She bounced through an orgasm, crying out when she peaked, happy when Luke's cock remained stiff and strong.

When her spasms subsided, Luke suggested she kneel on the carpet and lean over the bed. Daisy was sure Luke wanted to cornhole her and she was hot for it. She lifted her juicy cunt from his slippery joystick and hurriedly got in position.

She was glad when Luke got down behind her and began caressing and kissing her butt. He spread her asscheeks and licked her asshole. She relaxed and his tongue penetrated her tingling bung all of two inches. Daisy thrilled to the tongue-reaming, then heard and felt him depositing saliva on the tight ring. He told her that would help lessen the pain, then got into position to fuck her in the ass.

Again he spoke, saying he'd shove his dick in her pussy first, just to make sure it was slippery. He only made a few deep thrusts into her cunt and pulled his cock out. She again relaxed and the cockhead slipped into her brownie easily and without much pain. He gripped her hips and she thrust back to let him know she was ready. There wasn't even much pain when the stiff rod was shoved all the way into her tight asshole. She let out a little groan, then quickly told him she was all right.

And she was all right. She felt gloriously plugged and the sensation was fantastically wonderful. He pulled almost out, thrust back in, repeated the slow movement, and she began hunching along with his rhythmical strokes. She heard him grunting and her breath expelled every time he thrust in to the hilt.

She was clasping her own throbbing titties. She knew he was getting ready to start his final drive when he reached around and under and started fingering her erect clit.

"That's so good," she whispered. Then she added in a louder voice, "Go ahead and give me your cum! I'll make it with you!"

She did start spasming as she felt his cock and balls tighten and the first spurts of jism jetting into her clasping asshole. She bucked and twisted her ass to milk all the spewing cum from his pistoning cock. He groaned and kept right on fingering her clit until he fell over on her back and rested there.

"That was great," Luke said after he'd gotten his breath. "The greatest!"

Daisy silently agreed, deciding she'd really turned into a nympho when she found herself wishing there was a hard cock to take the place of the one rapidly going soft in her quivering, flooded asshole.

The next day, Sunday, John and Luke took a couple of the dogs and went to the cabin to do some hunting. They asked Daisy to go along, but she declined, saying she had some homework to do. Which was the truth, but the main reason was because she didn't trust herself. She was afraid John would sense that she was beginning to want him just as much as she knew he wanted her. She felt it was bad enough to have sex with the sons. To include the father would make her just that much lower in her own eyes, and maybe in his.

She was sure the boys would willingly share her with their father. She was a little surprised that at least one of them hadn't suggested such an arrangement. They seemed to have absolutely no morals where sexual pleasures were concerned, and in a way she envied them for the way they were able to accept everything with such an apparent lack of shame and guilt.

Mark and Matthew didn't come downstairs until after one o'clock. Daisy was in the living room, doing some homework, when she saw them pass by on the way to the kitchen. They waved, and she didn't have to be told they'd broken training by drinking as well as by sexing it up when they joined her a few minutes later. Their eyes were bloodshot and neither one had the usual spring in his walk.

Bored with the social-science book she was trying to study, Daisy tossed it aside and told the boys they must've really had a fun-filled night. Matthew said they'd had a great time, and Mark wanted to know if she was jealous.

"Tell me what happened," she countered. "Then I might know whether or not I should be jealous."

Mark and Matthew took turns giving a few details about their dates. They didn't mention names. She liked them for that. She'd hate to put out to a date and hear of him talking about it.

They'd gone to one of the girls' homes. Her parents had gone to a swapping party in a town a hundred miles away. The girl's parents didn't know she knew about them being swappers. She'd found and read some letters and hadn't told her swinging parents about it. Mark said the girl hadn't used the discovery as an excuse, as she'd been a swinger for over a year.

The other girl, Matthew's date, had turned out to be very shy until she'd consumed a hell of a lot of whiskey. She'd also turned out to be what Mark and Matthew called a bum fuck. She'd refused to suck cock, too, even after she'd gone down on Mark's date and willingly switched partners.