Tom James: Juicy hot daughter

Grinning to herself, Julie balled her small hand into a fist and wedged it into her mother's red-hot cunt.

"Ohhhh!!" Marjorie gasped. "What are – ohhhh!! Do it! Fuck meeeeee!"

Julie jammed her fist in and out of Marjorie's pussy as hard as she could, feeling her mother's body shudder with each punch.

"Like it, Mom? Do you like it?" Julie gasped.

"Ohhh, baby! I'm gonna come any second!! Don't stop, Julie. Fuck meeeee!"

Julie stopped, pulling her fist all the way out.

"Julie! Oh, baby, don't stop now!!" Marjorie spread her legs farther apart and pulled her pussy lips open with trembling fingers.

"Promise to leave me alone?" Julie lightly stroked her mother's legs.

"YES! Anything you want, honey." Her body was writhing with her screaming need.

"Promise I can fuck and suck and do whatever I want with anybody at all?"

Marjorie nodded, trying to grip Julie's elusive fist and jam it back inside her cunt.

"Say it, Mom!"

"I, I promise!" Marjorie wailed.

Julie grinned and shoved her fist back into Marjorie's pussy. She spread her hand open, forcing the slick walls of her mother's cunt to stretch enormously.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Marjorie's scream brought Al running from the bedroom.

"What the hell?" He stared at his wife and daughter.

Julie turned and looked at her father. She'd never seen him naked, and the sight of his thick cock made her mouth water. She'd love to suck him, but she was afraid to even try.

"Ohhh, honey." Marjorie held out her arms to Al.

"What the hell is going on here?" Al asked in a tone of amazed disbelief.

"Ju-Julie fucked me with her fist and, oh, Al, I want you, lover. I need your cock inside me right now!"

Al reached down and pulled the plug out of the bath tub drain. He looked at his wife and then at Julie, and Julie felt her insides curdle up with terror.

"Julie, get out of here and into your room, right now!"

"Yes, Daddy!" Julie scrambled out of the tub, grabbed a towel and scurried into her room, shutting the door behind her.

"Al, don't just stand there, fuck me!" Marjorie begged.

In spite of his anger and bewilderment, Al could feel his cock rising. The sight of Marjorie, her legs open and her juice oozing all over her thighs, was irresistible. He climbed into the tub and turned on the shower, hurriedly washing his cock.

Marjorie slowly slid down in the tub until she was squatting in front of her husband, her mouth level with his crotch.

"Let me suck it," she begged. "I want it in my mouth and my cunt and my ass and everywhere!"

Al grinned at her as he turned off the shower.

"What ever you see, you can have," he said.

Marjorie took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, sucking as though her life depended on it. In all the years they had been fucking, Al had never seen her so worked up.

"Easy, honey," he cautioned. "You'll bite it off."

"Never," Marjorie lifted her head. "I want your cock where it is, ready for me, all the time."

She lay down on her back and Al knelt between her legs.

With her legs resting on his shoulders and her upper body and head jammed against the tub end, Marjorie fumbled for his cock.

"Put it in," she begged. "Stuff me nice and full and fuck me until I scream for mercy, lover. Fuck me good!"

In her room, Julie dried herself and got dressed. She was hungry, and it was way past dinner time, but from the screams her mother was making, the teen-ager knew it would be a long time before she had anything else but sex on her mind.

Julie had deliberately put on an old shirt of her father's and hadn't bothered with a bra. Leaving it mostly unbuttoned, she knew her small titties would be exposed whenever she leaned forward. Her tight little ass was encased in a pair of shorts she'd outgrown but still kept around. They were so tight that they wouldn't button all the way, and Julie left the two top buttons undone, giving anyone who looked a peek at the top of her pussy hair.

Going out to the kitchen to get herself a sandwich, Julie ignored the fucking noises from the bathroom. The door wasn't completely shut, and she could hear her mother's voice distinctly, begging for more and more cock. It made her smile. She'd said the same thing, and like her mother, she'd meant it.

"Like mother, like daughter – they both like cock!" Julie giggled to herself.

Julie fixed herself a big sandwich and got a Coke out of the refrigerator. Opening the bottle, she carried her dinner into the living room and turned on the television set.

Julie changed channels and then turned the set off, bored with the idiots trying to sell her things she'd never buy.

She heard the door to her parents' bedroom close and then a moment later her mother's cries of pleasure started again.

Julie grinned to herself and picked up a book, but the book was boring, too.

"Oh, come on and finish, dammit!" She looked over her shoulder at the closed door of her parents bedroom. The noises her mother was making were getting to her, and Julie could feel her pussy getting wet again.

She thought about fucking herself with the Coke bottle, but that wouldn't squirt any cum inside her twitching cunt. Could she go over and see Fran and Paul again?

"Oh, fuck!" Julie tore off the shirt and shorts and picked up the Coke bottle in disgust.

She didn't want to use it, but it was handy, and the noises were making her squirm. Her pussy was wet and hot and Julie could feel her insides quivering, demanding attention.

She tossed the Coke bottle aside, it wouldn't do the job. Pulling on her clothes again, she opened the front door and went out and sat on the lawn, staring up at the evening sky.

"Hi Julie, your folks hame?"

Julie blinked. Right out of the blue and just what she needed! It was Del, the paper-boy. He had his collection book in his hand and was looking toward the open door of the house.

"Hi Del. They're home, but they're too busy fucking to pay the paper bill."

Del gaped at Julie. He'd never heard her talk like that before.

"Come on, sit down and wait. They'll be done soon." Julie patted the lawn beside her and Del, after a moment's hesitation, sat down, a puzzled expression on his face.

Julie looked him over and decided to risk it. He'd probably played with his sister enough to know what a girl's pussy was like.

"Hey Del, while we're waiting, you wanta have some fun?"

"Sure!" Del grinned at her uneasily. The sight of her titties in the half-light was getting him excited.

Julie gulped with excitement. "If you can get your cock nice and hard, I'll let you do it to me right now."

"Huh?" Del couldn't believe his ears. Julie wanted him to fuck her?

"You know what I mean," Julie smiled. She put her hand on Del's crotch and felt his hard on. Giving it a little squeeze, she said, "You can fuck me, Del. You can shove it into my cunt if you want."

"Sure!" Del boldly reached out and squeezed one of her breasts, feeling its heat despite the shirt she was wearing.

"Ummm, don't mess around." Julie slipped out of her shorts, not caring that they were in plain view of the entire street.

"Julie, you crazy or something?" Del looked around. "Someone might see us!"

"Yeah," Julie admitted. "You're right." She jumped up and pulled him up beside her.

"Come on, we'll do it in the house."

Virtually dragging him, Julie and Del went into the house and Julie shut the front door.

Del looked at her naked body below her shirt, his eyes fixed on the soft triangle of hair at the base of her belly. In spite of being nervous, his cock was stiff as a board, and the idea of stuffing Julie's pussy made his balls ache.

Julie pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside. She looked at Del impatiently, but he was looking nervously past her down the hall.