Walter Ramsden - Doris and Dad

"I'll suck you-I mean, you fuck my mouth," she breathed heavily. Prick gorged her mouth and she was fucking her body back and forth, taking cock into both ends. She tensed her naked body-about ready to receive cock to the nuts as the boy readied himself to cum in her rampant pussy. "Give me your cock and cum," she mumbled on the cock that made her jaws ache.

The inner lips of her pussy came into play kissing around the slick, pistoning shaft of meat. Rhoda began weeping as she was catapulted into an orgiastic furor. Her tummy muscles flexed and her asshole felt full of cock, too, as she absorbed cock penetration, the head seeming to nudge her belly button.

Across from her, Doris was taking cum in her mouth; jizz was seeping around her lips and trickling out of her nose. As fast as it dripped, she backed her mouth off the cock and squeegied it into her suckling mouth.

The kid riding her ass humped her hard, bringing her up off her knees as he poured the cock to her cunt. Rhoda's eyes filmed with moisture with the prick in her mouth plummeting down her throat. Then it was spouting cum and she was swallowing as fast as she could around the massive bole of meat stuck into her face.

When she felt the head of the burning cock at her asshole, Doris' first thought was terror. But, before she could react, he had ripped the knob into her rectum, stretching the close-string of her butt hole out of proportion.

The sudden heat was almost unendurable. But it dwindled quickly, replaced by a warmth that inundated her entire naked body. Her titties seemed to balloon as she took several cock-lunges into her butt hole. Then the cock in her mouth erupted, spewing delicious jizz down her gullet. She grabbed a set of balls with both fists, holding the cock deep in her throat. She tried to focus her vision on the bony groin that was wavering before her eyes. His body was undulating like a snake as he drove his cock down her throat. And behind her, she was really getting a cornholing!

Vaguely, she heard Rhoda screaming with ecstasy, but she couldn't see the tall brunette, next door neighbor. It was all she could do, take the cock in her mouth and the wonderful prick stabbing deep up her tender ass.

The prick in her butt hole was socked in deep and spurting love-juice and Doris let herself cum and go, succumbing to the twin-fuckings. She felt split wide open in the crack of her tortured ass. But she loved the way the boy on her rump was spewing and spurting jizz into her bowels. She almost wished he would pee in her, so she could sense what it was like, a big prick up her behind and hosing her out.

But, Oh, God, her body ached from being sandwiched between two boys pounding cock into her. She felt her back bow upward. She wondered how many inches and pounds of prick she was taking down the throat and up the ass!

Doris couldn't see anything except the boy's hairless belly and groin and the base of his monstrous fuck-stump. But she could feel plenty, plenty of hard, pulsating, spewing prick. What, she wondered dazedly, was Rhoda screeching about? She wanted to look around at the older woman who had two naked youth punching prick to her, but she was so spindled in the mouth by ravaging cock, she couldn't move her head. Besides, the kid had her by the ears and hair and was gushing cock-cum into her face.

Her tongue toyed with the fleshy flange of the head and the rolled skin of the boy's prick and she savored the succulent flavor of pussy-punching prick.

Doris became acutely aware of four hands groping for her titties that dangled, quivering like bags of firm jelly. She screamed with ecstasy as the fingers and thumbs pinched her dainty nipples and dug harshly into the pulpy flesh of her boobies.

She could hear Rhoda romping on the floor, fucking with her mouth and pussy as hard and as fast as she could. Doris, then, clenched her teeth back of the boy's thick corona and nibbled, goading more and more jizz from the slot in the tip of the head of his cock.

An hour later, after having taken the four boys twice apiece in the mouth and her pussy/asshole, Doris emerged from Rhoda's bathroom and stood watching the tall brunette on her back, in the center of the living room floor, naked legs straight up and fanned wide, fucking her brother while the other three boys waited their turns at her pussy and asshole.

Dazedly, she gathered up her clothes. As she fumbled with her bra, she heard a car drive in next door. Daddy's home! she thought in dismay. He was supposed to be gone most of the day! Hurriedly, she slipped on her skirt and blouse, stepped into her shoes.

Quietly, she left through the back door and raced home, keenly aware she was all naked under her skirt and blouse. As she passed the little laundry room, she tossed her panties and bra into the washer. "No damned dinner started?" her father demanded, meeting her between the kitchen and living room.

"I didn't think you would be home 'til late," she muttered, eyes a little frantic when she recognized one of the mechanics from her dad's garage. "I can put a couple of TV dinners in the oven," she suggested meekly, sliding around him, smelling a faint sour odor of whisky on his breath.

"I told you to have dinner on," her dad said gruffly, grabbing her arm, leading her into the living room. "Damned kids don't mind worth a damn these days, Max," he growled. "Well, a blistering is all they understand anymore."

"Daaaadddy, pleeassee," Doris whimpered, her body chilling, then turning hot with embarrassment as she watched Max lean forward in the easy chair, a hand lifting his paunch, eyes glittering as he sipped the liquor in his glass.

"Don't, Daaaaaddy?" Doris pleaded as she was dragged down across her father's thighs, trying to hold the hem of her skirt down over her bottom and thighs. But her father tore it from her grasp and then her unpantied butt was revealed.

She felt goosebumps rise on the curvy surface of her buttocks and tears dimmed her vision. Max seemed to wear a ghoulish expression as he stared at her exposed cheeks.

The girl stiffened and the muscles tensed in her butt as her dad's big, callused hand landed with a sharp smack on her bare skin. She cried out, heard him mutter something, about her not wearing panties and that made it that much easier to spank her ass.

There was a fever in her skin and she knew the rubbery half-moons were reddening from the crisp spanking she was receiving. "Goddamn kids just won't mind, Max," her father said and Doris didn't miss the tone of lust that had begun to glut his voice. "A father just has to teach 'em a lesson. And running around with no panties on."

Doris felt like a rag doll being dragged around as her father lifted her, sat her down on his knees, her skirt up around her waist. "Probably no tittie bags, either," he grunted, a hand groping over her jutting cones,

Without warning, his hand caught the throat of her blouse and he yanked hard, the buttons flying away. And she was naked to the waist, her firm, spongy boobies spilling into the open.

She sobbed with a combination of rage and humiliation as her dad tore off the blouse, leaving it a rag. Then he jostled her and her skirt was gone. She tried to turn to face her dad to conceal her nudity from the leering man across the room. But her father held her so that her front was revealed to the short, chubby man who gawked with lascivious intensity at her bobbing titties, her flat tummy and the almost bare pillow across her split.

"Well, daughter, no dinner; so, you know what we're gonna eat?" her father grated, one hand rubbing up and down her bare back while the other fondled and pinched her throbbing titties. "And you're gonna have some lunch with us."

"Pleeaasse? Daddy?" the youngster whimpered, unable to lift her arms to shield her bosom from view. She knew what he meant!