Steve Parker - Incest girl

Elizabeth's cunt had been aching as never before in her life from Alan's cruel, pile-driving cock. She had felt no pleasure whatsoever; every second of the fuck had been sheer, naked pain for the girl. But when she felt her friend's warm, sucking mouth and caressing tongue close softly, gently over her cuntlips, she gave herself over completely to this marvelous thrill taking away her pain and filling her body with unbelievable pleasure.

Now that Alan wasn't trying to ram his big cock all the way through her pussy, it felt nice as the big dick moved gently in and out of her cunt. Maybe it was because Lillian was sucking her cunt at the same time a dick was fucking her with such tenderness instead of the fierce way it was a few minutes before.

She didn't know whether it was the mouth sucking her cunt or the dick filling her slippery hole that was making her feel so wonderful all over, but whichever it was, she wished it would continue for the rest of her life!

Finally Alan backed his dripping cock from Elizabeth's thoroughly fucked cunt. His legs were so wobbly and weak he sank to the floor. Fucking the girl as she knelt on the edge of the bed had put a hard strain upon his legs. A glance down his belly told him his incestuous cock was still stiff as if he'd never come. He couldn't help but wonder what these two women had in store for him, for there wasn't the slightest doubt that they had already made some kind of plans before arriving.

With her thumbs, Lillian spread Elizabeth's pink; cum-smeared cuntlips as wide apart as they would go and trailed her tongue from one end of the delicious slit to the other – licking one tender labe and then the other. Her lips closed over the hard clitoris peeping from the sheath, and the girl above her shivered from head to toe. Lillian closed her lips around the quivering clit sucking gently before she circled it with her pointed tongue.

She felt it begin to grow in her mouth, almost as if it were a tiny cock. A moment later it was a good inch long. Carefully, Lillian pushed two fingers up the girl's pussy until she could get them in no farther. The cum her father had spurted deep into Elizabeth's snatch started trickling down the inner walls of her cunt and Lillian could feel it on her fingers.

"Ugh! Mmmmmm! I'm there, darling!" Elizabeth managed to murmur through tightly clenched teeth. Jeweled beads of sweat dotted her forehead, plastering her hair to her temples. With each thrust of the fingers up her contracting cunt, her ass clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed again. "Oh, Goddamn sonofabitch, baby, I'm coming! Suck my cunt! Work that tongue – work it! Work that motherfucker!"

Liz said something else, but Lillian couldn't distinguish what it was, for her lovely friend's mouth was suddenly buried in her cunt, her tongue searching for the clitoris she had come to love.

On the floor, still panting, Alan watched his daughter and the other girl sucking each other's twats like two starved puppies noisily drawing milk from their mother. He saw Elizabeth's puckered asshole clenching tight as his daughter fucked into her cunt with her fingers and her mouth and tongue drew a climax from the girl. Just as he made up his mind to climb to his feet and fuck that winking asshole, the girl cried out that she was coming, and thirty seconds later his daughter's body quivered with its own eruption.

With a shuddering sigh of contentment, Elizabeth collapsed upon the girl beneath her. Both twisted their heads aside, away from the pussies they had been sucking, to pull in great gulps of much-needed air.

After his encounter with the lustful, delightful, and totally vivacious Liz, Alan could not keep his mind from dwelling on their madness. Madness, yes, but the connotation he applied to the word was one of fantastic pleasure. Since he'd first fucked his daughter, no sexual contact had been quite so fulfilling. It took a few days before he came down from his silver-lined cloud.

At the office a week later, with his thoughts occupied by the contract facing him on the highly polished, black walnut desk top, he pushed the blue button on his intercom.

"Yes, sir?" Alan's young assistant answered immediately. Among other things. Kirk Carter accomplished here at ACRON, Inc., his most vital function was to examine Alan's contracts to make absolutely certain they would withstand examination by a court of law. Kirk was not only handsome, he was, in fact, almost beautiful to the extent of looking effeminate. And he was a brilliant legal administrator. His academic distinction of graduating cum laude assured him a position in the business world. And Alan had managed to hire him.

His huge dark eyes and long black eyelashes matched perfectly with his midnight-black hair. A perfectly sculptured nose flowed down to lips so perfectly molded as to be unreal. Pew women could look at them without becoming breathless with the desire to kiss him. They were soft, sensuous, and infinitely kissable. Few women could look at Kirk's six-foot-one frame and not want to slip between the sheets with him for a prolonged session of tender lovemaking. But, strangely, Kirk had never in his life paid the slightest heed to the opposite sex.

The strangest thing about this young man was his virginity! Yes, he was a virgin. A twenty-three-year-old virgin. Most women who encountered him were intimidated by his strikingly handsome looks, and without fail they always thought they hadn't a ghost of a chance with him. No man who looked this good could possibly be without all the women he could ever desire. Therefore, not once in Kirk's life had a girl or woman tried to seduce him. And, unfortunately for Kirk, depending upon how one viewed such a unique phenomenon, his total concentration had been directed toward his education and he'd never found time for women. Sometimes, when the thought invaded his mind for a few brief moments, he wondered what was wrong with him that he didn't really care about women. Once he'd considered the remote possibility that he was a homosexual. But that thought was quickly rejected, for he had no desire to mate with another man.

Was he one of nature's mistakes – a freak who could function wholly without sex, a neuter? Alan Madden often wondered, for he was aware of the younger man's absolute absorption in his work. Perhaps, on the other hand, one couldn't fairly say absolute absorption in one's work was necessarily objectionable. However, in a young, healthy and unusually handsome man, there was something definitely wrong with it.

Two things were playing around in Alan's mind: Kirk would be a delicious prize for Lillian – and, just maybe, he would include Liz – and at the same time he would be doing the boy a turn he would never forget. But Alan had no idea Kirk was a virgin, though he was well-aware that the boy had never once dated any of the many lovely young secretaries in ACRON's employment. And as far as Alan was able to determine, Kirk had never dated any women outside the job, either.

The slight inflection in Alan's tone warned Kirk that something wasn't quite what it should be. In his mind he went back over the past week in an attempt to discover what it could possibly have been that he'd done wrong. He could think of nothing.

Vivian Baxter, Alan's personal secretary, smiled warmly and straightened her shoulders, thrusting her tits forward when Kirk came to a halt before her desk. Shamelessly, her bright hazel eyes traveled down his thick chest, past his belt buckle and came to a halt at his crotch. The bulge of his cock lying along his thigh was very impressive, even though it was soft; it looked good enough to make Vivian's pussy suddenly wet. She couldn't help but wonder how his prick would feel deep in her juicy cunt, or what it would taste like.