Harry Stevens: The family busts loose

"Oh, this is it, Daddy. Got to have it now!" Sue bubbled.

She drew the rigid column of cockmeat toward the center of her swollen pussy-lips, forcing her father to his knees. Then she'd made contact, the blunt tip of Walt's cock nosing just inside her cunt-gash. Her pussy was so wet with anticipation that a liquid-pearl of female nectar slithered along the underside of his father's cock, all the way down the shaft to his balls.

"Gonna put it in," Sue repeated.

Her hairy crotch jumped up at her father's loins. His cock sank into her thrusting cunt – deeper, deeper, until it was buried to the hilt and Walt's balls were flush with her ass.

"Does it hurt, baby?" father anxiously asked daughter.

"Not a bit," Sue happily reported. "That fist-fuck really did the trick on my cherry."

Walt began moving his cock in her cunt with short, compact strokes. Automatically Sue wrapped her legs around his waist, rocking him in the cradle of her thighs to step up the tempo.

And then it happened – the most important event of Sue's young life. After all she'd been through to reach this moment, there was virtually no physical sensation. However, the emotional impact more than made up for that. Instead of actually feeling her cherry finally being popped, Sue sensed it. Suddenly she just knew that she was a woman instead of a girl.

"I'm flying!" she cried, a glorious butterfly emerging from her erotic cocoon.

"Then you're not sorry you had to wait?" Walt asked.

"Not as long as it meant getting my cherry taken by my own precious daddy," Sue lilted. "Now that's what I call a fantasy come true. It was fate I stayed a virgin until now so it could be you who turned me into a real woman – just like you did with Mom all those years ago."

At the mention of his wife, Walt hurriedly suggested, "Let's forget about your mother, baby. It's just you and me from now on, princess."

"That's okay, Daddy, you don't have to make any promises," Sue answered. "I'll understand if you still fuck Mom, too. I won't be jealous."

"I'd be if I knew you were fucking anybody else," Walt said. "I want you all to myself, just like I don't want anybody else. We just fuck each other from here on in. Okay?"

"But poor Mom," Sue said. "What'll she do?"

"Your mother can take care of herself," Walt insisted. "Take my word for it."

Sue had started to wonder if her father was keeping something from her about her mother. But when his big cock started moving in her cunt again the friction erased everything but fucking from Sue's consciousness.

Then Walt poured it on even more. "Come for Daddy, princess. Come for me," he said, his hand at the top of Sue's cock-stuffed pussy, massaging her stiff, little clit.

"Oooooh, Daddy, more, more," Sue begged, her mother's erotic needs now the farthest thing from her mind. "Make me come so hard I can't stand it, Daddy."

Walt slid his free hand under her ass and caressed the hairy split. Then he touched the pucker of her asshole and Sue had no doubt what she wanted him to do.

"Finger-fuck my ass!" she urgently hissed.

Her father immediately probed her tight ass-chute.

"Suck my titties!" she blurted out.

Walt's mouth was there. He drew a nipple almost to his throat, bathing it with spit while he swirled his tongue around the erect bud.

If ever a female body had been presented with a recipe for orgasm, this was it for Sue. She could have climaxed at any point during the last few moments, but she had purposely held back – saving her come until she'd been overwhelmed. Now her father devastated her with his flawless fucking, sucking, fingering technique. Now she didn't merely just want to come – she had to! It was as if her very existence depended on it.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" Sue wailed.

It was a three-pronged orgasm, the shooting pangs of released passion produced with equal force by her sucked tits, probed asshole, and fucked and fingered cunt. The vibrations flowed directly to her soul.

"Oh, Daddy, it feels so good I can't stand it!" Sue wailed some more.

Walt sank his teeth into the soft flesh around Sue's nipple. Down below, he twisted her clit around double and added a third finger to her asshole, reaching all the way to her gurgling bowels so her shit seeped down his knuckles.

How long, Sue wondered, could she take it? Surely her capacity for coming had some limit. But would she recognize when that point had been reached?

"Oh, Daddy, fuck me till you kill me!" she cried fearlessly.

"I've got something better for you than that, baby," Walt told her. "Just hang on."

Now he stopped what he'd been doing to her tits, asshole and clit. His hands were on her legs, pushing them back over her head, jack-knifing her naked body so he drilled her pussy with cock-thrusts which angled straight down into her.

"Rip me, Daddy, rip me!" Sue cried.

But then, all at once, Walt let go of her legs. His upper body flopped between them, the muscles abruptly slack, while his breath wheezed in Sue's ear. His cock remained hard, but, still hitting Sue's pussy, it ceased to move inside her.

"Daddy, you all right?" Sue asked, concerned by this sudden change in her father's behavior.

Walt just laughed. And then Sue knew what it was all about.

"Oh, Daddy, why didn't you tell me you were going to come?" Sue sighed with relief when she felt the sticky rush of liquid heat at the depths of her cunt. "I thought you'd had a heart attack or something."

"Sweetheart, it's more like I'm gonna live forever as long as I've got my little girl to fuck," Walt answered, his gushing prick continuing to unload in his daughter's teenaged pussy.

"Right on," Sue sighed.

She lay back on the sofa concentrating entirely on the jizz which flooded her cunt. God, Sue thought, she'd never felt so full of anything in her life.

By now her father's prick had stopped spurting, but Sue used the youthful muscles of her cunt to milk the dregs from his balls. She wanted every drop of jizz she could get in her pussy, even though there was so much that she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it all inside for long.

She soon felt the excess cream leaking from her cunt into the crack of her ass. She released her pussy's hold on her father's cock and allowed his cock to slip out of her cunt-gash. An overflowing river of cum followed.

Without even having to think about it, Sue placed her hand between her legs and spread the escaping jism from thigh to thigh across the dense beard of her hairy cunt. Then she smeared her father's cock-juice as far up as her navel, and back down into the crack of her ass.

She wound up probing her asshole with a slippery finger, rubbing her clit with the slimy heel of her other hand. There was no way she'd stop until she'd made herself climax one last time.

"The frosting on my cake," she called it when she'd brought this final orgasm upon herself.

As he watched her, saw her dripping with his cum, her father could only nod in awe and wonder if his life would ever be the same.

Linda Jordan awoke with something very much like a hangover, although she hadn't had a single drink the night before. Her scrambled senses were the result of events, not alcohol. And now, sitting up in bed with her fingers pressing her throbbing temples, Linda reviewed what had happened.

It had started late yesterday afternoon. After completing her household tasks, Linda felt herself slipping out of her normal role – wife and mother – into her other identity, the one she preferred. This second half was the exact opposite of the respectable face she presented to her family and friends. In short, her personality became dominated by a single characteristic – fucking.

Lots of women had affairs. But Linda cheated with a significant difference. The difference was society's most forbidden area of sexuality – incest.