Grace Wilkinson - A family sandwich

"Aaaaaahahahah! Uncle Morgan!" the ten year old beneath him began to cry beside him as he slowly skewered his finger up, in and out of her writhing naked cunt, creating sucking wet noises with each withdrawal of his fingers as he simultaneously pushed the full length of his lust-hardened cock forward to embed it in the soft giving upper reaches of Fran's sensually tormented pussy. As he struck the very bottom of her moistly straining pussy, he could feel his beautiful sister-in-law grinding lewdly back to meet him with an almost savage passion!

"Oh God! Fran! Jeanie! your good pussies!" he cried obscenely, enjoying the sound of the words in his mouth. But the two women were oblivious to the egotism of the young uncle's cries. Jeanie had maneuvered herself so that she was lying down on the bed beside her mother, without once causing her uncle's fingers to leave her desire-filled pussy. Now each of the women lay on the bed, writhing feverishly side by side in separate worlds of mindless joy.

Jeanie spread her legs out to the side as far as she could, feeling her upper thighs touching her mother's hips beside her as her helplessly responding pussy continued to spasm around her father's brother's obscenely plying middle finger, the thickness of which was increased when the young man added first one other finger and then two to the furious finger-fucking he was giving her desire-drenched little cunt. It was agonizing, excruciating pleasure, so good that it almost hurt.

She and she alone knew that her father would be coming home from work soon. Neither of the others was lucid enough in the throes of their passion to remember this important fact.

The very idea of it sent shivers of fear and excitement throughout her system. Each unrelenting thrust of her young uncle's fingers recalled to her the fact that not so long ago she had been a totally inexperienced child, whereas now, thanks to her foresight and to her uncle's charming lack of morals, she was a full-fledged member of the adult world of sexuality! Hearing her mother groaning out beside her on the bed, Jeanie felt a new kind of kinship with the older woman, and her hand reached up to where her mother's clung to Morgan's thrusting back. She grasped her mother's hand and held it in her own, feeling her own hotly seething pussy begin to overheat with the insanely exciting friction of her uncle's fingers. She was going to cum!

It started as a tiny trickle deep in the little girl's wildly trembling pussy and grew with incredible magnitude until it erupted with swirling hot signals that spread from the crazily tingling depths of her womb to every slickly glistening portion of her nakedly perspiring body. It rose and swelled, threatening to strangle her with its force. It was immediate and real and her nakedly heaving budding breasts shook as her lithe back arched sharply and her hand tightly squeezed her mother's just as the older woman beside her began to keen and croon in her own delight.

"Oooonnnnnooooowwwwww!" little Jeanie sputtered, choking on her body's wracking climax as she felt her uncle's wet, wriggling fingers increasing her insane delight by moving more and more rapidly up within the hungry orifice of her indecently aroused young pussy.

Make Mom cum too! she thought, and just then she heard her mother, moaning mournfully beside her. Morgan's ardently jerking penis swelled to smoldering hardness within his blonde sister-in-law's openly welcoming vagina. The sensual softness of her nakedly writhing body beneath him and the obvious turmoil in her daughter's cum-filled pussy were making him almost apoplectic with lust, and he thought that his whole lust-driven body, not just his feverishly overworked cock, might explode when he finally came!

Relentlessly the unemployed young man fucked his aching quivering cock up between his sister-in-law's sleekly straining and stretching white thighs, making her helplessly entrapped pussy a place created solely for his cock and nothing else. His hands began to mold her softly jiggling breasts and from time to time he leaned over to nibble not only their succulent pink fruit but his beautiful little niece's as well.

Oh Christ, he thought. This is living! Then he cried out, "Come on you two… let me have it!"

"Oooooooooohhhhhh!" the desire-anguished young mother crooned while beside her, her daughter gave herself up to her uncle with a final cry of joyous pleasure.

"Nnnnnnnnngh!" Jeanie turned her passion-wracked nakedness in toward the madly gyrating duo beside her on the bed. In a flash, filled with sudden inspiration, Morgan withdrew from his sister-in-law's raging orgasm and hurriedly slipped his exploding cock into her daughter's momentarily empty pussy. The lewd switch was complete as he replaced his fingers in Fran's golden-haired cunt to complete her frenzied peaking orgasm.

The lewdly occupied uncle felt his hot pent-up sperm starting out of the sensitive slit of his madly throbbing cock, tentatively at first and then speeding and racing toward the end of his little niece's seething young pussy. And he found himself calling her name and wondering in that dazzling moment how on earth the little girl had achieved this splendid moment, for it seemed to him now that it was all her doing, not his at all, and that something within him was being radically changed without him being able to do anything about it!

"Yeeeeeessssss!" he groaned. "Yes, This is more like it! I'm cumming, you sweet evil bitches! Let me fuck you both! Let me fuck your beautiful hot cunts!"

Brint Cooper, Assistant Manager, the sign said outside his door, and inside the large office Brint sat behind his desk, toying with a sheaf of comparison shopper's reports. He would funnel the information on down to the necessary departments of the store in the morning. Right now the only thing he felt like doing was going home. He'd just come from a long and unpleasant meeting of the Board of Directors of the store, and it had been made clear to the attractive executive that there were certain aspects of his two-year reign as assistant manager of the store that were being reevaluated. Certain sales had gone down and an advertising policy that Brint had pushed hard for had fallen flat. It was all very distressing, and Brint tried to forget about it, even though there was a funny twist in his stomach at that very moment.

Hungry… he thought, I'm hungry, that's all… I'll get right home and have dinner and a good night's sleep, and lots of rest over the weekend, and by Monday morning I'll be able to think of something that will save my face with the Board.

But even the thought of dinner was disturbing because of the new feelings Brint had been having about his wife, Fran. He mulled it over as he went out the door, bidding his secretaries good-bye with an absentminded nod.

"Sour puss looks fit to be tied tonight!" one of them said to the other.

"That's what he probably needs!" the other replied, laughing.

The elevator carried him down to the parking level and Brint found his car waiting for him the way it usually was at that hour.

"Have a good evening, Mr. Cooper!" the attendant called out to him as he drove up the ramp to the open air. But Brint couldn't help thinking that his whole world was slipping out from beneath him in some sneaky, irreversible way. There was Fran… there was the dissatisfied Board of Directors… there was that funny sound the car had started making and which was no longer covered by the warranty. The tired young man thought about his wife's attitude for the last few days – oh, it was very subtle, mind you, but Brint had noticed it just because of its subtlety. Usually when something was bugging his beautiful ex-model wife, she made it clear as all-get-out, and usually Brint had a good time getting her goat even more by either making fun of her or making her so upset that she lost control, thereby making him the winner of the argument. Or, he reflected, he would make love to her the way he had done several weeks before, thus effectively shutting her up. He felt a surge of excitement as he stopped at a traffic light, remembering that night and how Fran had moaned in ecstasy beneath his stiff cock.