Steve Parker - Incest girl

Liz loved to suck the girl's cunt. She loved the way Lillian's pussy tasted because, unlike many of the girls in their school whom she had gone down on, Lillian's slit was always clean and smelled fabulous. A gash that stank was a complete turn-off; she had been sickened more than once when she'd stripped a girl's panties off only to discover the inner flesh covered with a cheese-like substance that stank as if something had crawled up her hole and died there.

That was why it was such a thrill for her to give head to Lillian. No matter what time of the day or night, Lillian's cunt was clean. Carefully, Elizabeth pushed her fingers deep, working them in and out of the slippery pussy. Lillian was frantic now; she arched her back, cunt quivering, and exploded.

For several seconds the jarring climax rocketed through the girl's body. And Elizabeth never stopped her licking, sucking mouth while her fingers plunged in and out of Lil's soaked cunt. Finally, Lillian's ass sank back down and Elizabeth's mouth and hand grew still. Well; almost still.

They lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breaths. Both of them needed a rest, but Elizabeth couldn't resist the slightly gaping pussy, and her tongue darted out occasionally to capture an errant drop of snatch juice that threatened to escape her if she didn't lap it up now.

With her thumb and forefinger, Elizabeth spread Lillian's labes widely so she could feast her eyes on the soft, pink inner flesh of her cunt, flesh that was so inviting that she wanted to start sucking the girl all over again. Sometimes Elizabeth found herself wishing she were a man so she could give Lillian the kind of real fucking she needed. How wonderful it would be, she mused, if only she were a hermaphrodite! What could possibly be better than having a nice tight cunt and a big cock growing from the same body? That would be perfect; then she could not only be fucked, but she could also fuck another girl with her very own cock!

It was such a delightful thought to Elizabeth that she lay there for a while dreaming of having both a cunt and cock with which she could fuck or be fucked, depending upon how she felt at the particular moment.

Elizabeth gave Lillian's hot crack one last long, tender lick before pushing to her feet a second before she heard the click of the front door opening. She smiled; she'd finished just in time.

Lillian's thighs snapped together, and she rushed to the bathroom to wash her perspiring face and brush her hair. She didn't want Kirk to see her like this.

With a squeal of sheer delight, Elizabeth dashed across the living room and leaped wildly into Alan's outstretched arms. Her sensual lips parted under his, their tongues meeting in a fierce duel. The girl won and she sucked his tongue far into her mouth, wondering if he could taste his daughter's pussy in her mouth.

Alan couldn't help wondering how Kirk was going to react to the scene unfolding before his eyes. Here was his boss with a lovely young woman in his arms who was trying her very best to eat him alive. He would have the answer to that question shortly.

Kirk watched as Alan's hands moved down the girl's spine until they were cupping the firm cheeks of her saucy ass. Kirk made up his mind right then and there that Alan had surely mistaken the date for the party. He wondered what Lillian would think when she saw her father caressing the other girl's firm ass. His gaze left Lillian for a second, long enough to see one of Alan's hands move farther down and then back up under Elizabeth's skirt where it vanished down the back of her sexy panties. He could hardly believe his eyes when Lil gave the couple no more than a casual glance.

"You must be Kirk," she beamed at him, heading for the large chair where a few minutes before Elizabeth had sucked her pussy. He nodded briefly, his eyes following her across the room where she bent to scoop up the tattered panties Elizabeth had torn from her body. She turned and held them up for Kirk's inspection. Exposing her sparkling teeth in an engaging smile, Lillian explained simply: "Before you and Dad arrived," she started and paused, cocking her pretty head to one side and gazing at him out of one eye as if trying to determine how he would handle the truth, "Elizabeth got all carried away and ripped them off my ass when she wanted to suck my cunt and I was too slow in getting them off." She giggled at the look of incredulity on his face.

His mouth fell open in stunned silence. My God, had he heard correctly? Holy Mother of Christ, did she actually say that Elizabeth sucked her cunt? If she had, what in the world did one say to something like this?

With a smile of delight at having totally shocked Kirk, she crossed the room, went up on her toes and traced the outline of his lips with her tongue. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from giggling when he flinched, trying to move his hips backwards as she cupped his crotch and squeezed his cock. In spite of himself, he felt his prick growing hard under her caressing hand.

Good grief! he thought, her father will murder me for this! Not for a second did he suspect that Alan and Lillian had planned an evening of raw sex. He might have bolted for freedom had he known what was in store for him.

Kirk was so stunned with disbelief at what was happening to him and so filled with fear of what Alan would do when he turned around and saw what his daughter was doing, he was incapable of movement, much less resisting this young woman's audacious actions.

He felt his belt buckle being released, the rasping sound of his zipper whirring down, and then her thumbs hooked inside his shorts and she tugged them down about his ankles. No sooner had he regained his presence of mind and was about to bolt, when her hot, velvety mouth closed around the head of his flaccid prick.

Never in his wildest imagination had he dreamed anything could feel so fantastically wonderful. Millions of playful imps, their bodies covered with billions of feathers, raced madly through his veins, each finding a pore and darting to the surface of his skin where they exploded miniature bombs.

Minute droplets of perspiration popped out on his forehead and upper lip, whether from fear or from what the girl was doing down there on her knees, he didn't know for sure.

Lillian drew his still soft cock all the way in her mouth, sucking gently, and was wholly unable to comprehend why his prick wasn't hard by now. "Ohmigod!" he moaned as Lillian gently pushed two fingers up his asshole and found his prostate. Almost instantly his cock stiffened in her slippery mouth.

She took every inch of his tool down her throat, pressing her nose into his crotch hair and then drew back until only the head remained between her caressing lips. She kept it there for a moment or two, her educated tongue circling the pulsating knob, stroking the nerve-laced underside, and then darting the tip into the tiny slit in the end.

Would his cum taste like her father's? Would it be as good? She certainly hoped so. There was the possibility that it would taste even better than her dad's. But she really doubted it because there was nothing in the entire world that tasted as maddeningly delicious as her dad's scalding, sweet jizz. And she couldn't help but wonder if he could come as many times in a row as her adored dad.

Lillian wanted his fuck juice in her mouth, spurting down her throat, and she wanted it jetting deep in her pussy, and she wanted it washing over the bowels deep up her tiny asshole.

For a second, and just for a second, Kirk mentally kicked his own ass for having gone all his life without experiencing sex such as this girl was giving him this very moment. He wasn't at all sure what the emotional conflict in his head would be when this was all over and he reflected back upon it – was he a homosexual for having let this girl stuff her fingers up his asshole? Was he a queer for letting her fuck him with them as if they were a man's stiff cock? Perhaps. He didn't know. But for the moment those fingers were sending thrill upon thrill throughout his body.