Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

"Come!" the nurse shouted at the top of her lungs. "Flood my pussy with your hot, sweet jizz!"

Gordy bellowed like a wounded beast as his crotch buckled his body at the center. His cock was totally buried. It was so far in that it seemed to rivet the base of the nurse's spine to the bunk.

Watching with horror, Sally saw the sides of the nurse's cunt swell. Then a creamy film sparkled at the rims. Cum.

"God, there's so much of it," the nurse moaned in ecstasy. "You're drowning me."

The jizz was gushing from the sides of her twat and spreading across the hollows of her crotch. Gordy's spurting cock pulled out and sprayed the last of its syrupy contents all over her tits and belly. When he was finally drained, the nurse rubbed the thick spunk into her flesh. Her cunt was so saturated with cum that it looked as if it had melted.

Gordy's cock remained as hard as a rock in spite of the eruption that has just turned his balls inside out. Her naked body slippery with jism, the nurse wrestled and slithered her way on top of the action, reversing positions. Now she was dominant, straddling Gordy in an obscene squat, her flared loins dripping with male juice.

"I want it in the ass," she said. It wasn't a request, or even an order. It was an announcement.

Gordy laughed. "Nobody's stopping you, baby."

As Sally watched, the nurse took a two-handed grip on her brother's cock and lowered herself onto its barbed tip. As the prick-head disappeared between the cheeks of her ass, there was a muffled squeak – the unmistakable sound of something big forcing its way into something small.

The nurse tipped forward. Now Sally could see everything in crystal-clear detail. Just under the ridge of the asscheek closest to her, Sally gazed bitterly at her brother's cock, the head missing inside his lover's squeezing asshole. The veins stood out on his exposed shaft in electric blue. His balls were clenched in their taut sac.

As the nurse eased down, Gordy's cock vanished inside her. Sally could either watch or turn away. She chose to watch because she sensed that her imagination might torture her even beyond reality.

The nurse was sitting on Gordy's thighs now, twisting her hips from side to side. She had every inch of his cock up her ass, and acted as though she would greedily take more were it available.

Gordy's head dangled over the edge of the bunk, and he was gasping for air as his eyes rolled back in their sockets. Sweat was pouring off of him. Sally had never seen her brother pushed to this point.

And the nurse seemed to have only begun. Spreading her hands across Gordy's chest, she pumped herself up and down, her ass rising and falling in a blur. Sally had to be honest. She had never treated her brother to an ass-fuck that equaled this one.

All of a sudden Sally realized just how completely she had been caught up in the erotic spell the nurse had weaved. She became aware that her hand was between her legs, fingering her cunt. Her clit was alive, thrusting for satisfaction. She pressed it. Thick goo bubbled at the mouth of her pussy and oozed down her thighs. It was all Sally could do to keep from moaning from the unexpected climax.

As Gordy and the nurse rocked the bunk with their wild ass-fucking, Sally's fingers slipped inside her foaming cunt and stroked the vibrating walls. She was in the midst of a continuous orgasm now. No longer did she yearn to reveal herself and angrily tear the lovers apart. Instead, she had an almost uncontrollable urge to wriggle free of the sleeping bag and join their carnival of love. Her sour grapes had ripened into passion fruit.

But Sally knew, no matter how powerful, she could not allow herself to give in to her selfish impulses. Her sudden appearance would cause more problems than it would solve. As much as it hurt her, Sally accepted that her brother had a perfect right to a private life of his own. She would have to watch and suffer in silence.

And so, limited by her conscience to a secret finger-fuck by her own hand, Sally witnessed the spectacle of raw sex unfolding under her nose without interference. There was no other way. If she wanted to scale the heights Gordy had, she would have to do it on her own.

In the meantime, Gordy's nurse was poetry in motion as she moved her gorgeous body up and down his ass-locked prick. Her long red hair was flying like a mane, her rounded tits jiggling.

"Come!" she cried with crackling passion. "Come in my ass!"

Gordo gasped and then let go with everything he had. As the nurse squeezed his balls, his rising crotch lifted them both in mid-air. Even though it was buried in ten inches of tight female ass, the hiss from his spurting prick was unmistakably clear. He was coming like a geyser.

"Oh, baby, your cum is like fire!" the nurse squealed as her ass filled with molten cum.

Then just as quickly unfilled. The volume of Gordy's jizz was too much for any cavity of a woman's body. It came gushing out of the nurse's ass, pushing out the cock which blocked it like a cork from an exploding champagne battle.

Jumping off of Gordy, the horny nurse knelt by his side and lapped up the cum that had escaped from her ass and spilled across his belly and loins. When she lifted her face, it was covered from ear to ear and from her hairline to her chin with sticky gism.

Now the lovers rested, fitting their naked bodies together in a lazy sixty-nine. From her vantage point, Sally had a perfect close-up view of her brother's beautiful cock being tenderly sucked and licked. It was limp now, and the nurse could easily put the whole thing in her mouth and still have room for his balls. Whenever they were temporarily released, they glistened with a thick coating of spit.

Eventually Gordy got hard again. The sucking changed to mouth-fucking. His nuts, after resting in their drooping sac, tightened and churned. The veins on his cock looked like rivers on a map.

Stroking in and out, the shaft of Gordy's prick became bright red from the friction of his lover's clutching lips. He was going to come again. The nurse yanked her head back and took the load point-blank, wagging from side to side until the spent cum was dripping from planes of her face.

"Where do you get it all?" the jizz-happy nurse murmured with gurgling satisfaction. "God, what a stud you are."

Gordy took his sticky prick in hand and slid it up between his lover's tits. He pressed the pilowy jugs together and began fucking them. Incredibly, his cock jerked back to full hard-on.

"You're unbelievable," the nurse giggled. Then she creamily sighed, "Ah, boys, I just love 'em. Don't ever make the mistake of getting old, lover."

Gordy was stroking his way to a fourth eruption when the scuffling of footsteps outside carried through the closed door. Suddenly the lovers were upright, their sexual pleasure transformed into white-faced anxiety by the surprise intrusion.

"Shit, they're back earlier than I expected," Gordy hissed in alarm.

"Wait, I can hear voices," the nurse whispered.

So could Sally. Along with Gordy and the nurse, she recognized Arnie's. It was the counselors. Probably drunk and looking for trouble, action, or both.

Gordy jumped up and turned out the light. "We've got to get out of here," he said. "If those animals find us like this, there's no telling what they might do."

There was a crash outside, like someone falling against a garbage can. Then a horrible retching noise, followed by raucous drunken laughter. One of the counselors was obviously puking up his booze-soaked guts to the amusement of his pals.

Gordy seized the opportunity to open a window and boost the nurse out of the cabin. As soon as she had hit the ground, he blasted himself to the sill and followed her into the night. All of a sudden Sally was alone again.

But not for long. Led by Arnie, the drunken counselors barged into the cabin. Sally knew what was up. Alcohol had whetted their sexual appetites and they were looking for her.