Mark Jacobs - The horniest family

"Like havin' my hand up your cunt?" he asked in a purposefully controlled and matter-of-fact voice.

"Young!" she hissed, wrapping her legs around him and bunching up at his hand.

"Wanna suck me off some now?" he asked, slowly pulling his hand from her dripping cunt.

"Wait! Wait!" she gasped. "I'm coming! Oh, God! I'm coming!"

Marcy's legs quaked and her entire body trembled visibly as the gathering storm of her orgasm broke within her overheated cunt. Waves of fire swept over her, drowning her deep in a sea of consuming passion. She came fast and violently, and Doug waited patiently for her to ride out the storm before he pulled his hand from her grasping hole.

At first Marcy let her tense legs fall to the floor, collapsing into the sofa, eyes closed for a minute or two in peaceful relief.

"That must have been a good one, baby," Doug laughed.

"Oh, it was! It was!" Marcy sighed. "Now let me do the same for you, stud."

Doug sat beside her while Marcy bent over his rod and started sucking again. She sucked his cock faster and more furiously this time.

The minute she engulfed the head of his aching cock with her hot mouth, Doug felt his load building up. He was so near a violent orgasm anyway that he thought he might shoot off even if she didn't touch his dick.

As he felt the explosion beginning deep in his balls, he arched his back, forcing his stiff tool deep into Marcy's mouth, making her gag and pull away. When she recovered, she took his pulsing rod in her mouth again and started bobbing her head up and down over his cock, working hard to make him pop his wad.

Doug felt his jizz traveling into and through his hard cock. The full force of his load shot into Marcy's sucking mouth, spewing out in thick spurts, filling her mouth with hot, creamy sperm. Doug looked down at her through the haze of his lust and saw her throat contracting as she tried to swallow all the fuck juice he was pumping into her clinging mouth. The sticky cream oozed out of her ovaled mouth and fell in sticky strands from her lips to his crotch. At last she pulled her face away and licked her lips, smiling with satisfaction.

Doug felt his body go limp. He collapsed and lay back, watching her licking the rest of his jism from the rosy tip of his softening cock.

"Was that a good one, too, Doug darling?" she asked.

"Couldn't have been better! You really know how to give a blow job, baby!" he replied, patting the side of her face.

Marcy kissed his dick a few times. Then she kissed him from his navel up his stomach and chest all the way to his lips. He joined her kiss, tasting the saltiness of his own sperm in her mouth. While they kissed, Marcy played with Doug's half-hard prick, knowing that he would be ready to go again in no time at all.

Time passed slowly as they sat there fondling each other, still under the heady influence of the grass they had smoked earlier. Doug told her he was glad that she was such an eager fuck. She told him, quite honestly, that she couldn't get enough cock, something he already knew. Then she fell silent for a while.

"Have you ever noticed how sexy your sister is?" Marcy said at length.

"Chastity?" he gasped.

"Who else?" she said.

"S-Sexy? Well… Hell, I guess I've noticed she's s-sexy…" he stammered. "Chastity's a cool chick. Why do you ask?"

Doug knew that Chastity hadn't told anyone about their interest in each other, but he felt uneasy nonetheless.

"Oh, I don't know. Just curious I guess. Does she ever turn you on? I mean… does she ever interest you at all? She's a sexy girl after all, darling. If what I hear is true, she's pretty free as far as sex is concerned," Marcy continued.

"Shit, Marcy. She's my sister," Doug said, almost choking on his words. "How could I be hot for my own sister?"

"Oh, I don't know. I don't mean 'hot' exactly. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," she said.

"Talk about what?" he asked, becoming interested in her hidden meaning.

"Well, darling Doug, I think it's hard not to notice members of your own family when you live with them all the time…" she crooned. "Do you know what I mean? You can't help noticing your sister, can you? Not when you're as hot and open-minded as you are. And as I am," she explained.

"I guess you're right. I guess there's nothin' wrong with sayin' that," Doug said, hating to be insincere with a chick he was fucking. "I'll admit it. Sure. I get turned on by my sister sometimes."

"That makes me feel better, Doug," she said.

"You're lucky that you don't have to worry about that problem. You don't have any brothers around the house to turn you on. I got one of the hottest chicks in town livin' with me all the time. How could I help noticin' her? It's kinda frustratin' sometimes."

Doug was almost glad he was able to talk to someone about the problem, although he detected what seemed to be an ulterior motive in the tone of Marcy's voice.

"Then you don't think there's anything wrong with feeling that way? About sisters I mean," she said.

"No… Not really. Do you?" Doug asked.

"No. I think it's all perfectly healthy and proper. You see, Doug, I don't have any brothers to turn me on… but I do have a pretty sister. I'll have to admit that she does something for me," Marcy continued, with a gleam in her eye. "Do you think I'm a bad girl?"

"Whatever turns you on," he replied.

As far as Doug was concerned, Marcy could screw around with other girls if she wanted to as long as she saved some for him. His prick started to fill out and rise at the thought, helped by Marcy's persistent fondling.

"Would you be terribly shocked if I told you that Darlene and I have a thing going?" she whispered playfully in his ear.

"Like I said, baby, whatever turns you on," he repeated, whispering in her ear as she had in his.

"I'm glad to hear that, stud darling. To tell the truth, Darlene's had much more experience fucking with me than she has with boys. That's a sad situation she isn't really very happy with. Do you know what I mean? She wants to try some cock for a change," Marcy explained.

"Doesn't she go out and find a cock if she wants one so bad?" he asked, beginning to get the drift of her meaning.

"She's kinda shy, Doug. You wouldn't understand that I guess," she said under her breath, looking down at his growing rod. "I was hoping you might be willing to sort of help her overcome her shyness."

"You want me to fuck your sister?" Doug asked, a bit surprised but interested in the prospect. He grabbed the wine bottle and took a long pull.

"That's just what I had in mind, Doug. I thought the three of us might get it on. Would you like that?" she asked, noticing how hard his prick was getting.

"Sounds okay to me… I guess. Kinda wild. When do you wanna have this little party?" he asked, looking down at her hand flaw pumping his hard-on.

"How about right now?" she asked.

With that she got up and walked over to the curtained arch that separated the living room from the dining room in the old farmhouse. Doug noticed smoke curling out through the slightly parted curtains.

"Did you hear that, Darlene? Doug wants to fuck you," she said.

She parted the curtain completely, revealing the beaming face of her young sister. Darlene had been peeking in and getting a good eyeful of the sucking, licking, and finger-fucking that had been going on between Doug and Marcy. Doug's heart skipped a beat and his dick stiffened up like a baseball bat when he saw her standing there. She was stark naked and just as beautiful as her sister.

"DO you like what you see, Doug?" Marcy asked, taking her sister by the hand and leading her into the living room. "Are you eager to teach her?"

"Uh… yeah… sure…" Doug said, his voice breaking a little. This was more than he was prepared for.