Grace Wilkinson: The family reunion book I

Then, the young, voluptuous woman's entire body jerked convulsively as though she had received an electrical shock, her legs beginning a greedy scissoring motion of lust, the white softness of her inner thighs quivering. Her hips moved up, down and rotated sideways as the delightful feeling of her own fingers fucking high into the mysterious cavern of her seething cunt combined with the thrill of the friction she was giving to her swollen clitoral nub. Her sparkling white teeth were tightly clenched and her mounting lust had become completely uncontrollable. It had been too long since she had felt a man's touch, and now, her own fingers would have to do!

Up front in the car, Jamie's penis was hardening again as he recalled how he had fucked Linda in the bathroom of the young girl's apartment. Linda was a secretary at Dayton and Doles and Jamie had been fucking her off and on for about 3 months now. Recently, it had been "on" again and Jamie enjoyed the young girl's blatant sexuality… it was better than Susan's need for "romantic lovemaking". God, did he get bored with that! But Linda would do just about anything and was always available whenever he called her, and she was a hot little piece of ass! He could still see her perched on that sink, her behind sitting part way in the bowl, while she held her legs up straight in the air.

"I used to take ballet!" she told him, proudly as she maintained the difficult position enabling him to stare directly into her widestretched young pussy. He had been so excited by the sight of the petite brunette in this weird position that he'd lost no time in ramming his cock up into her. His massive hardness had stood straight out and it was at the exact level of the inviting little hole of the young girl's waiting pussy, so all he had to do was take two steps forward and there he was! The thick head of his cock had plugged into the young girl with a soft, kind of squashing sound, and she had squealed and fallen backwards into the sink a little… without, however, releasing her hold on her legs, so that his cock had surged forward, sinking all the way in… pushing deep within the little secretary's pink-fleshed cuntal split! Wild shocks of pleasure had gone stabbing through him, and they still did now at the memory of it. He had fucked mercilessly and lasciviously into her, the rigidity of his cock burrowing high up into the velvety texture of her, as always, hungrily contracting little cunt.

Jamie's cock jerked upward in his pants as he recalled the young girl's passion-aroused squeals. She'd really dug it, alright! What a hot fucking little bitch!

In the back of the trailer his wife, Susan's, eyes became glassy from the wild ecstasy swirling within her. Warm, slippery fluids seeped through her fingers as they fucked rhythmically in and out of her tightly clenching pussy. The wetness flowed down the crevice between her long legs and in between the smooth fleshy buttocks that bumped up and down lewdly upon the mattress. She uttered high pitched moans of delight that were heard only within the confines of the moving trailer, as the first tiny shudders of impending orgasm began to break in rolling waves over the lust-filled surface of Susan's body. She continued to finger crazily into her naked secret genitals, imagining the smooth spongy tip of a long thick prick deep inside her instead of her own drubbing fingers.

"OHh God!" she thought. "How can one feel this good? Oh, let it go on and on!!!"

She could almost feel her imaginary lover's cock expanding within her tight vagina… entering and withdrawing, faster and faster!

"Aaaaaaaah!" Susan cried out, strangling the sound through her tightly clenched teeth. Her fingers flicked with greater intensity now against the highest point of her vagina, teasingly grazing the sensitive cervix, but to Susan they were the driving spongy head of a thick, sperm-filled cock probing deep, deep into the soft yielding flesh of her cunt! Obscene thrills of insane, erotic sensation ran through her as she arched her back and let out a groan of earth-shattering climax.

"Aaaaahooooooho!" she groaned on and on, letting the luxurious sensations of orgasm carry her away, the fiery, licking flames, building into a sharpness of raw sexual satisfaction that she had not known in a long, long while.

Then, with a soulful sob, her entire body twitching, Susan relaxed her passion tensed muscles and fell back emotionally drained on the bed.

"Oh, Jamie!" she whispered helplessly, in spite of her fantasy of another lover. "Oh, my love, why did you drive me to this!"

"Oh, baby baby baby!!!" agile bodied Linda had cried out, Jamie remembered. She was cumming fast all around his rigid beet-red cock. His things were slamming into the ice cold tile of the sink each time he plunged his thick rod into the young secretary's greedily clasping pussy. Jamie had been mesmerized by the sight of his own passion-contorted face in the mirror of the medicine cabinet behind Linda's bobbing head, and when he started cumming it was with a curious lack of involvement with what was happening. It was good… God, it was good, though… he remembered… the best screw he'd had yet with that little cunt Linda.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhweeeeeeee oh, yes… give it to me honey yeah, Jamie give it to mmeeeeeeeeee!" she'd cried as his sperm had flooded like a rain-swollen river into her hair-lined vaginal passage. And he had responded with a straining grunt of pleasure which he couldn't help echoing right now in the car on the way up to his parents' home!

Nancy looked at her father in surprise. Why had he made such a strange noise???

"Is something wrong, Daddy?" she asked.

Jamie was startled from his lascivious reverie by his young daughter's innocently questioning voice. He blushed a deep red… deeper than most men flush due to his pale skin and blonde hair.

"Uh… nothing, sweetheart… nothing at all. Just a frog in my throat!"

Nancy wondered nonetheless, why, a few moments later, her father seemed to be having some difficulty in the area of his stomach. He seemed to be adjusting himself, and apparently it wasn't easy to do!

"How funny!" she thought, "How very funny!"

The family sat assembled around the immense dining-room table, and the low conversational tone of their voices punctuated and mingled with a comforting sound of spoons clinking against china plates. They were at the soup course, and John sat at the head of the table watching as the maid, Bonnie filled the soup bowls of his family.

"They're all mine!" he thought… even his daughter's husband and his son's wife came under the heading of "his" family! He was getting older, and the idea that he had spawned children who in turn would create others made him feel good. Indeed, they had already started with little Nancy! he thought. He looked down the table to where his little granddaughter sat, her glistening auburn hair, inherited from her mother tied in becoming pigtails.

"What an attractive and intelligent little girl!" he thought, beaming down the table at her. His eyes passed on to her mother, Susan, who sat next to his son.

"Wonder what's wrong with her?" John thought, letting his attention move on to his son. Jamie was paying little attention to his wife and daughter, John noticed. He seemed to be far away in his own thoughts and John recalled that he had always been like that even as a little boy… always moody and daydreaming! He made a mental note to speak to him some time when they were alone… to caution him about neglecting his family!

Across the heavily laden table, sat John's blonde daughter Tricia, ten years younger than her brother, her father still considered her the baby of the family, and it was hard for him to think of her in any other light but this. He gave his daughter a smile, trying to conceal his concern. She certainly did look every bit as much like a fairy princess as she always had! John mused, even if she did look just a wee bit drawn… as though she hadn't had enough sleep the night before. He saw his lovely daughter return his smile, and thought he detected a hint of sadness in her eyes.