Mark Jacobs - The horniest family

"We're all horny because we like hot goddamn fucking!" Bill gasped. "The bays are horny because they've got healthy cocks! Chastity's hot all the time because she inherited your juicy pussy and your wild drives, baby! They're just like other kids. The only difference is that they're not scared of their goddamn sex organs!" Bill said urgently, stroking into Rena's wet cunt.

"I'm glad we raised them that way, Bill! I'm glad they all like to fuck!" Rena said intensely. "Fucking is such fun, especially the way you do it!"

Bill was about to unload his jizz into Rena's grasping cunt when the sharp glare of headlights suddenly shot through the window, illuminating the room with a cold white light.

"It must be Doug or Chastity!" Rena gasped, tightly wrapped around her husband's fucking body.

"Cocksucker!" Bill shouted. "I'm ready to shoot the fuckin' shit! Fuck it! Why can't those goddamn kids stay out past a decent hour?"

Rena managed a half-hearted giggle.

"I was ready to come, too, Bill. But hurry up! Let's get, upstairs. No, let's sit here and look natural! Where's my sash belt? Where's my belt?" Rena cried in confusion, easing her cunt off Bill's hard cock.

Bill was understandably reluctant to pull out of her clinging hole. Another stroke or two into her hot cunt would have brought both of them off. When he finally did let her down, Rena searched frantically for her belt. When she found it, she quickly wrapped it around her waist and tied it clumsily. She smoothed her hand over the silky robe, following the curves of her body, trying to erase the wrinkles she had made in the garment during their hot fuck.

Bill struggled with his hard prick. Even the cold water the intrusion had poured on their balling hadn't softened his excited rod or diminished the fire in his mind. After a desperate effort, he managed somehow to push his unyielding tool down the leg of his pants far enough to zip them up. He knew that his present state of erection would be obvious enough to Doug or Chastity when they entered the room. There was nothing he could do about it now.

Bill's horny mind flashed with images of Chastity's coming home and finding him sitting with her mother, a hard-on throbbing in his pants. He was so excited by Rena's luscious body that the thought of letting his daughter see that hard bulge between his legs raised him to even greater heights of desire, even though he realized how nasty such thoughts were.

Rena's hot wet cunt tingled and burned. She sat next to Bill on the sofa with her legs held tightly together as if to hide her horny state. She couldn't help staring at Bill's enormous prick throbbing in his pants. A patch of moisture was beginning to form at the end of his dick. She tried to imagine how he felt with that embarrassing cock exposed to whichever of their two children was about to walk through the door. For his sake she hoped it wasn't going to be Chastity.

She couldn't help imagining how she would feel if Doug walked in and saw her sitting there with wrinkles in her robe and a guilty look on her face. She knew that it would be obvious to him that her mind was on his dad's hard dick. She knew too that the heady aroma of her hot pussy was still in the air like a sexy perfume. He couldn't help noticing it. The thought of being caught in that condition by her son kept her cunt hot and alive in spite of her inner struggle to put off her emotions.

They sat together on the sofa for a long time looking like two teenagers about to be caught making out by the girl's parents. They waited and waited. The wait was excruciating. Bill's cock showed no sign of going down. Rena continued to look as lascivious as she felt. Still they waited. Still nobody entered the room.

At first they thought that Chastity was saying good night to Rick after a good screw. Then it occurred to Rena that she and Bill might just have been wrong about those headlights turning into their driveway. True, they were low headlights like Doug's Porsche or Rick's GTO. But then the neighbors had a sports car, too. Rena went to the window cautiously and peeked out. Then she turned back toward Bill and closed her eyes.

"Bill, Bill, Bill! I almost hate to tell you this!" she laughed.

"If it's what I think it is, you'd better not tell me!" he said.

"That's right, Bill! That was Pete and Jane Hampton pulling in next door!"

"Oh, shit!" Bill moaned, hiding his face in his hands.

"It's not as bad as it seems, Bill. You've still got that nice hard cock sticking down your leg and I'm in the mood for a good fuck. We can start all over from the beginning," Rena said, sitting down next to her husband and dropping her hand on his hard-on.

"Guess we'd better go upstairs this time," Bill said, shaking his head in disbelief. "I think I'll take a quick shower first. Okay by you?"

"As long as you don't take all night, darling. I'm ready to take your big cock up my cunt right now!" Rena whispered intensely, rubbing her hand over Bill's stiff dick.

Bill followed his wife upstairs. He was moved by the tempting sway of her well-trained ass to reach out and lift the back of her robe. He held it up over her ass, exposing her luscious full buttcheeks, watching them move in rhythm as she walked. He stared at the tuft of cunt hair that was visible down between her legs. He ran his hand between her statuesque legs, tickling her furry pussy from behind. Squealing when his hand touched her twat, Rena ran the rest of the way upstairs.

Rena ran to their bedroom and closed the door behind her as if to escape the advances of a sex-fiend. Bill laughed quietly and proceeded down the upstairs hall to the bathroom. He tiptoed past Dawn's door. The light was out in her room. He was more secure knowing that she was in bed fast asleep. Bill didn't need another interruption of their fucking.

He closed the bathroom door quietly behind him to avoid waking Dawn and turned on the water in the shower. Eager to get back into Rena's waiting cunt, he quickly stripped down, managing with some difficulty to get his pants down over his hard rod. He threw his clothes into a disorderly pile in the middle of the floor and stood before the mirror for a while admiring his physique.

Like Rena he had kept his body in perfect shape through the years. All the effort it had taken to preserve his masculinity was paying off now in high-powered honeysucks with his beautiful wife. Many of the men he knew were getting pot-bellies and going home at night tired and rundown, only to crawl into bed with a flabby wife and go to sleep. It was a curse Bill didn't have to live with. He had to agree with Rena that he was still the picture of virility, especially when he stood naked with a big hard-on jutting out in front of him.

Bill took his dick in his hand and stroked it a few times until fluid began to seep out of the head once again. Then he entered the shower, sliding the translucent glass doors behind him. He lathered up and showered vigorously, the warm cascading water and the ever-present vision of his wife and her hot willing twat keeping his hard-on from diminishing.

Bill couldn't resist the temptation to jack off leisurely for a few minutes. He soaped up his prick and wrapped his fist around it, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his spongy cockhead. When he was at the brink of shooting his wad against the shower wall, be took his hand away from his twitching tool. Then he adjusted the shower until it sprayed a hard sharp torrent against the head of his dick.

The water stung as it hit his sensitive prick, making his hard cock tingle and jerk all by itself. He leaned back against the shower door and arched his back a little, thrusting his dick out and enjoying the stinging sensation. He closed his eyes and thought about Rena's lovely body and how young she felt to his touch. He thought of the loving care with which she was probably preparing herself for him at that very moment. He could almost see her sitting at her dressing table, singing softly and carefully combing her soft long auburn hair. He could almost see her untying her robe and shrugging her shoulders, letting the garment fall back behind her. He could almost see her lifting her hair and letting it fall down her bare back ma soft cascade.