Harry Stevens - Hot to trot daughter

"I don't like to be the kind of big sister who says I told you so," she purred, "but I told you so."

Gordy was hardly offended. His prick felt more alive than it had when he had fucked his sister in the cunt. Now, promised entry into the exquisite tightness of her asshole, he was chafing at the bit like a horny stallion.

"How do you want to do it?" Sally asked. "On my back or on all fours?"

"Get on your hands and knees," Gordy instructed. "Spread your cheeks so I can see everything. It really turns me on when you do that."

In an instant, Sally was positioned like a bitch in beat, her ass high in the air and her thighs spread apart. Then, reaching behind, she grasped the cheeks of her ass and pried them open so her exposed asshole and cunt were staring Gordy in the face.

What Gordy saw was female perfection. From the triangle of her pussy, wispy strands of silken hair climbed up the pink ravine of her buns like golden threads, ending in fuzzy down just beneath her tailbone. Not only was Sally's cunt an irresistible magnet, her cherry-red asshole begged just as insistently to be fucked. She was simply breathtaking.

Gordy moved forward, his dick straining. However, before he got down to the business of fucking his sister in the ass, he pushed his face between her buns and lapped his tongue from the base of her spine to her clit. On the way back up, the tip of his tongue lingered at her asshole, gently forcing its way inside about a quarter of an inch. Even with this slight insertion, the sweetness was mind-blowing.

Now the head of Gordy's cock replaced his tongue. He centered the fiery knob on the glistening rosebud of his sister's perfect asshole and gave a shove. Sally gave a little yelp as her brother's cock entered her narrowest opening, but the way she wiggled her hips made it clear that she wanted him to plunge deeper without delay.

With his thick tool in his hand, Gordy carefully fed inch after inch to his sister's cock-hungry asshole.

"Oh, more, more," Sally yipped after every push. "Mmmmm, that's it. It's starting to hurt. Hurt sooo gooood."

"It's halfway in, Sis," Gordy reported.

"All the way! The whole thing! Ram me, Gordy! I want every inch of your, strong cock in my ass!"

Gordy winced at her devil-may-care attitude. "This is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me," he said through gritted teeth.

"I'm going to hold you to it!" Sally exalted.

"Do it!"

Gordy's hips buckled, rocketing his ass-locked prick forward. The remaining five inches disappeared inside his sister's bunghole as Sally bellowed from the wondrous pain.

This was the way she liked it best of all. If a cock was merely comfortable in her ass, then it wasn't enough. Most people get their kicks with a margin of safety, but Sally was just the opposite. She knew, for example, that ten inches of stiff prick crammed up her asshole was probably dangerous, but that was what made it worthwhile, to her way of thinking. If other people wanted to play it safe, that was their business.

As her brother fucked her ass to the absolute hilt, Sally reached between her legs and grabbed his balls. With expert fingers she stuffed them as well as she could into the yawning slash of her cunt. When Gordy's nuts were inside as far as they could go, Sally squeezed her cunt muscles and trapped them within, exerting incredible pressure.

Consumed by the fires of lust, Gordy grabbed his sister's tits, holding on to them if he were afraid she would buck him off her back. He didn't just squeeze Sally's tits, he bruised them. And then, with the erect nipples pinched between his thumbs and forefingers, he pulled the elastic buds of flesh until they were at least an inch in length.

Getting it three ways at once, Sally still screamed for more. She wanted the dick in her ass to split her in two. The smoldering balls in her cunt to ignite. The pinchers at her tits to rip her nipples off.

Yes, Sally was getting there. At long last she could feel the beginning stages of the climax she had been seeking ever since putting the make on her brother. There was that tell-tale tingling sensation marching across her loins like a small army of ants. It wouldn't be long. Finally, Sally was going to come.

As always, Sally was greedy. She wanted her climax to occur simultaneously with her brother's. It was always best to be pushed over the edge at the same time she was being swamped with hot, spurting jizz.

Driving, herself toward the finish line, Sally moved her body as though she were trying to shake her limbs from her torso. With every inch engulfed, Gordy's buried cock was whipsawed in her ass by Sally's wild movement. He could feel the cum rising in his loins as if his legs were hollow.

"I'm gonna come!" Gordy blurted. "I hope you're ready, Sis!"

"Just give me a few more seconds," Sally answered. "I'm almost there."

To hold her brother at bay, Sally stopped all movement, temporarily freezing her body. Left to her own devices, she gave herself the final push into the pit of orgasm, smashing the fat part of her thumb against her agitated clit and grinding until sparks seemed to fly.

"Now!" Sally shrieked with pulsing excitement. "Come in my ass! Fill me with your hot fizz! Oh, God, I'm ready!"

As her voice trailed off, Sally started moving again. As her hips thrashed from side to side, her torso bobbed up and down like a buoy in stormy surf. Zigging and zagging at the same time, her asshole seemed to tie her brother's buried cock into knots. His churning nuts became fireballs. It was time for brother and sister to come as one.

Gasping as if he had been kicked in the stomach, Gordy felt his cock explode with such force that the flesh seemed to curl up along the sides like the metal of the barrel of a backfiring pistol. However, his gasps were drowned out by his sister. Sally's screeching response to the scalding mass that flooded her ass was blood-curdling.

It the boiling cum in her guts was like molten lava, the effect of Sally's own climax was like thousands of needles poking into her skin. She wriggled, she jumped, she writhed and lurched. Breathless, her raw lungs were a vacuum. She was sweating bullets. She was gloriously perched on the highest mountaintop on earth.

And then, when her brother's cum finally stopped spurting, Sally came sliding down that mountaintop. She fell and fell, quickly plunging into a valley of velvet. There she languished in the lush afterglow of a superior fuck.

Through with their fucking and sucking, brother and sister curled up together, their faces nestled in each other's sticky crotches. As she drifted off to sleep, life was temporarily perfect for Sally. If only she could hold this moment forever.

Rut she would eventually wake up to the same old frustrations, the climax for which she had fought so hard gone with the. Wind. To make it worse, Gordy would be leaving for his basketball camp, absent for two weeks and depriving her of her most reliable safety valve. Give Sally Powell twenty-four hours and she would be on the verge of jumping out of her skin once again with horniness.

It's that way when a girl is so young and has the hots for her own father. You can relieve the itch for a while – but never permanently. Sooner or later you have to do something about the ache in your cunt.

Something drastic.

It was Thursday morning. Gordy was off at camp and Mom had gone to visit her sister for a couple of days, leaving Sally alone in the house with her father. Getting ready for summer school, Sally ducked into the bathroom to brush her teeth and surprised her father while he was taking a quick shower before he went to work.

"Is that you, hon?" Dad asked over the rush of the water.

Sally stammered something unintelligible, her eyes riveted to an opening in the shower curtain. She could see right in. Her father was soaping his cock, pulling it straight out in front of him with his fist, while his other hand cleansed his balls with a stroking massage. Sally could feel her pussy melting. She knew she had to leave immediately or something terrible might happen.