Jack Victor - The professor_s rape games

He could have the best of two worlds, he thought: his wife and his daughters, that is, if he played his cards right.

He pressed his raging cock against his wife's wet pussy, and thrust inward, feeling her warm wet snatch stretch to accommodate his huge prick.

She moaned, and spread her legs, bending her knees upward. She started to undulate her hips up and down, matching him stroke for stroke.

Hill got hotter and hotter, as his passion mounted. His wife's hands moved up and down his rippling back.

Hill moaned, as he felt his wife's body start to tremble.

His cock thrust harder and more swiftly into her wet and willing cunt, as she started to shiver in the throes of her orgasm. Hill felt her cuntal walls squeezing his cock, massaging it, sucking the juices out of it.

His balls slapped wetly against her humping ass cheeks, as she rose and fell, impaled deliciously on her husband's hot, hard manhood.

She started to moan, her body going wild under his, as her orgasm mounted and then peaked. The convulsions in her cunt sent her into a sexual delirium that almost drove her crazy.

Sex, she thought, vaguely, disjointedly, as the hot bliss in her cunt grew, while her husband pistoned his cock in and out of her, had to be a form of insanity.

If every one in the world were afflicted with this type of insanity, there would be no need for prisons or army barracks, or insane asylums.

She was puzzled by the idea, and she thought it bizarre, and she lost it in a maze of sexual excitement, to which she finally surrendered, her body writhing happily under her husband's hard-humping body.

In their bedroom, Donna and Debrah heard the familiar sounds of their parents rutting.

Both of them had been sharing their experiences by the lake.

"Let's go watch Mommy and Daddy fuck," Donna suggested, strangely aroused by the idea. She had never had the thought before.

"I want to fuck Daddy, but I sure would like to see his cock first," Debrah said.

The two of them slipped out of bed, and crept toward their parents' room. The rutting sounds got louder and louder, and the two girls felt their breath choking in their throats from excitement.

Debrah's hand was at her cunt before she peered through the partially opened door.

When she saw her father's huge, hairy balls, and the massive cock, almost as big as the rapist's, she made a solemn vow that she would not rest until she had fucked him herself.

She looked at Donna. Debrah knew that her twin sister had the same idea.

Both girls watched as their gorgeous, handsome father pumped in and out of their mother's beautiful cunt, his cock appearing, gleaming with her juices, as his hips rose in the air, and then disappearing as he thrust inward, burying himself in his wife's sweet cunt.

Debrah looked at Donna, who had a wild hungry look in her eyes. Her hand moved up and down steadily over her pussy.

"It should be easier for us," Debrah whispered, "now that we're not virgins."

Donna smiled.

"We have a lot to thank that rapist for," Donna said.

The twins turned their attention back to the wild, lascivious sight before them, their hands moving up and down with increasing frenzy.

They both knew that their turn would come, and that they would share their father with their mother.

Hill was now pistoning in and out of his wife with a wanton fury.

Now that he had deflowered his daughters, his passion for his wife seemed to increase.

"Oh, Hill, so wonderful!" Helen gasped. She arched her hips up and ground her passion-swollen muff into her husband's hard-humping loins. His hair became wet and matted with her pouring honey, which covered her pink flesh.

"Unh!" Hill grunted. His ears were ringing. His whole body swelled with his lust. His asshole tingled with the hot lusty pleasure which coursed through him.

His ass rose and fell wildly, as he plowed into his wife's cunt. Freed of the incredible lust for his children, at least for the moment, he concentrated all his attention on the silky-soft, wet interior of his wife's cunt.

Helen started to moan. She closed her eyes, and her lovely head tossed from side to side on the pillow, as her passion built.

Her hips seemed to develop a life of their own, as they bucked up into her handsome, humpy husband's groin. His cock felt enormous. The throbbing hot shaft pulsed against the walls of her quivering pussy, counterpointing the lusty throbbing from her own hole.

She threw her arms around her husband's sweating neck, and brought his face down to his for a deep kiss.

His tongue thrust greedily into her mouth, and Helen sucked on it, drawing it deeply into her mouth.

She moaned against his mouth, as his cock drove deeper and deeper into her cunt.

She felt her orgasm ripple in the pit of her belly. The sweet sensations which coursed through her drove her wild. She started to squeal.

Hill felt the ripples in her silky-soft cunt, and drove into her harder and faster. His own balls swelled with their hot heavy load. He held back, waiting to feel the first convulsion of her orgasm grip his cock.

He could feel her soft wet inner sex flesh get hotter. He looked down at her adorable face, which was contorted with passion, flushed with the excitement which filled her.

She threw her legs up in the air, and wrapped them around Hill's hard-humping back, gripping him tightly. She clung to him almost with desperation as she arched up into him, feeling her body glued to his with the sweat which poured lavishly from both of them.

As Hill humped his wife, the nape of his neck suddenly prickled. He was on the verge of his own ejaculation, and he couldn't stop, but he heard wild, rutting noises, muffled, coming from the hall.

Goose bumps formed on his flesh as the thought occurred to him, that Debrah and Donna were watching them. He knew that the door was partially open.

He had thought that they would go to bed, and sleep the deep sleep of the well-fucked, but apparently they were greased and ready for more.

His whole body trembled at the thought that they were watching. It was almost like having them in the bed, ministering sexually to his wife and him while he fucked Helen.

He groaned deeply, his excitement reaching a pitch that was almost unbearable. His cock drove into his wife's cunt with more and more fury. His balls slapped against his wife's humping ass, as she drove her muff into the hairy base of his cock.

"I'm coming, Helen," he gasped.

"Ohhh, yess!" she hissed. She felt her own orgasm stir in her cunt, build to an incredible peak. Her whole body seemed to convulse.

She felt her cuntal muscles gripping rhythmically at Hill's cock. She ground her cunt almost savagely into Hill's hairy groin, as the orgasm washed over her like a hot tidal wave.

Her whole body trembled with the delicious delirium which gripped her and made her squeal with the sweet pleasure gone wild.

Hill's cock suddenly swelled in his wife's cunt, pressing tightly against her dripping walls.

Helen would have sworn that her voice echoed, as she started to come. The faint sound thrilled her, made her wilder.

Then she felt the first flush of her husband's jism, pouring into her cunt. Her pussy almost seemed to suck on his man juice, as if her cunt had become a thirsty mouth, needing the hot thick wetness of his come cream.

Hill groaned, his voice guttural with his passion.

Great hot waves of relief flooded his body, as his balls churned up their heavy load, and his come slit spewed out its copious flood of spunk.

He kept thrusting furiously into her. His cock head tingled with the massage that Helen's sucking pussy walls gave it, as the hot spasms of her orgasm tightened her cunt and squeezed the juices out of Hill's balls.

Behind them, Debrah and Donna, rubbing their own swollen, recently opened pussies, watched their mother and father coming together.