Diana Butts - Ball in the family

"Ice!" he replied. He took a cube in his hand and held it between his daughter's thighs, pressed up against her tender pussyflesh.

"Ooooh, that's nice!" Ursula said. There, was really something stimulating about the feeling of cold wetness mingling with her own warm wetness. Jim took the ice cube away, and Ursula gave another little sigh of pleasure. The quick change in temperature caused her pussy to tingle just as a person's hands tingle when he comes inside in the winter and holds his hands over a radiator.

"Here, let me get in on that action," Ursula said. She grabbed an ice cube and pressed it against her father's balls. They pulled up tight in reaction to the sudden coldness.

He replied in turn by rubbing an ice cube against each nipple. The nipples were already swollen with passion from the striptease, but they bulged out even more now.

"Fun's fun," Jim said, "but I think I'm getting too horny to continue much longer!" Certainly his dick was one great stiff throbbing pole. "After all," he added, "twenty-two years is a long time to have had to wait for your pussy."

Ursula tossed her ice cube away and lay back on the floor, her legs spread, her cunt open and inviting, and made even pinker by the stimulation which the ice had afforded.

Jim's cock gave another surge as he realized that the warm, wet twat that he'd hungered for all these years was finally available to him. Then he slipped his prick into Ursula and started to pump.

The others had been watching this action, and getting hornier by the minute. Now they wanted to pair off and get going with some fucking of their own. Since Jack had fucked his grandmother only the day before, it seemed logical for him to amuse himself with his sister, and Clif to take care of Clementine.

Clif didn't have the full pleasure of committing incest available to him, of course, but that didn't matter. His mother-in-law was a very fine woman, and he would be glad to service her.

"How would you like my prick up the rear, Clementine," he asked.

"Why, Clif," she said in that grandmotherly tone which she used with men who hadn't fucked her before, "I think that would be just delightful."

Clif went off to the bathroom and returned with his prick gleaming with Vaseline. His mother-in-law was already kneeling on the floor in expectation of his tool. She even was holding her ass-cheeks apart so that he could see her pussy and her tight little tailpipe.

At the sight, Clif felt his balls pull up even tighter against the root of his swollen whanger. He knelt behind Clementine and took her tits in his hands. They were so wonderfully big and floppy that they really afforded all sorts of interesting opportunities for caressing. He swung them in first one direction and then the other, and pinched and squeezed the big, brown nipples, which were already throbbing with passion. Clementine's breath was starting to come a bit heavier, even though until she got to know a man sexually, she usually tried to act a bit reserved with him.

Clif poked the tip of his prick several times against her asshole and said, "Knock-knock!"

"Come in," Clementine said gently, and Clif did just exactly that, sliding his prick slowly past her tight rectal sphincter. One thing he liked about butt-fucking women was that he had found that the excitement of knowing that they are about to get it up the ass usually makes the sphincter contract, so that there's really a lot of stimulation for the lucky guy who's getting his meat up there.

In he went, until the root of his prick was pressed up tight against her body, and her asscheeks were resting against him.

"You have such a lovely ass, Clementine," he said, as he started to slide his penis back and forth, feeling it rub against the taut interior of her rectum.

"And you have such a big prick!" she said, some of her reticence starting to dissolve.

Meanwhile, Jack and Antonia were working out their own brand of fun. Since all the incest stuff had started, they had come to enjoy each other as sexual partners more and more, and each of the slightly preferred the other to their mother or father.

"Want to sixty-nine?" Jack asked.

"A girl would have to be crazy not to want that well-educated tongue of yours on her cunt," Antonia said.

"Well, those lips of yours sure don't feel bad when they're sucking my prick," Jack answered, "so let's go."

Antonia lay on the sofa, and Jack got on top of her, his head at her crotch.

"Anyone ever tell you what fine thighs you have, Antonia?" Jack asked.

"Guys trying to get me in the sack."

"Well, you really do. I mean, they're not all fleshy like Mom's, but they're very graceful and the skin is very soft!" And to show how seriously he meant to be taken, he gave several loving licks to his sister's thighs right up near the crotch. Then he moved on to the pussy itself, which was far too pink and cute for him to be able to resist for long. His tongue darted out and pressed against the clit, which swelled up even more under his touch, despite the fact that it was already almost as hard as Antonia could remember it ever having been.

Well, she certainly wasn't planning to just lie back and play the passive role, that was for sure. She slid her tongue along the length of the penis hanging there in front of her mouth, and then took the thing between her lips and started to suck on it, while using her tongue to stimulate the piss-hole and the spot where the knob joined the rest of the prick.

Jim was balling his daughter and going at it like a house afire. He was really excited, almost carried away, and his meat pistoned back and forth inside her twat, sliding on her slick cunt-skin, pulling the tingling labia back and forth across her clit.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" she moaned, and being addressed in this childish way by his forty-year-old daughter who hadn't called him "Daddy" for thirty years, really stroked his boiler. His hands pressed against her breasts as he reared up slightly to be able to get at the things, and his hips continued to pump furiously.

Buck! Buck! Buck! Getting there… getting there… getting there…

Ursula felt her body tense as her father continued to piston her. She was almost at her come-point… almost… almost…

Then suddenly, his prick exploded in a wild series of gushes, while her twat shuddered off in the convulsions of a real clit-twisting, pussy-bursting come!

"Ahhhhh!" she gasped as her muscles uncoiled all at once. Then, the two of them lay gently together, father kissing daughter very, very softly on her lips.

Over a few feet away, Clif and his mother-in-law were going at it with every bit as much gusto. His rod was really hammering away at her anus while his hands continued to mold and caress her big boobs.

He figured it was time to give her pussy some stimulation, too, though, so he reached one of his hands down and cupped her crotch with his fingers, pressing the latter against her soft cuntlips.

He thought he felt her give an extra shudder, though it was a little bit difficult to really be sure, she was responding so vigorously to the anal action already.

He slid the fingers on back to her vagina and slipped then into the waiting hole. When he pressed them against the back of the pussy, he thought that they would feel the pressure created by the movement of his meat in her nearby asshole, though again it wasn't possible for him to be sure.

He used his thumb to press the labia, and Clementine let out an audible gasp. This was almost too much! Her breasts were being alternately massaged by one of his hands, her butt was crammed full of his whanger, and his fingers were exploring her cunt and stimulating her labia.

Clif knew that he was just about to go off, that he couldn't possibly hold himself back more than maybe a minute longer, and he hoped that his mother-in-law was ready to come, too. He gave a couple more exploratory nudges to her labia, and from the gasps which she let out and the way in which her whole body quivered, he knew that she, too, was right at her flashpoint.