J Watson - Come with me, dad!

"You're not going to break, baby," he said. "Just ride me. Just ride my cock."

She waited a few more moments. His hands caught her tits and started stroking them harder. She knew she didn't have any choice. She started to slowly bounce up and down. It felt really good. There was still a little bit of fear in having his cock so deep, but it was nothing compared to the excitement.

"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "That's the fucking way? Ride me good. Ride my cock like a cowgirl rides a horse!"

She started to bounce a little faster. She could feel the fires growing wilder in her body. She bent forward. She was beginning to love the hot stiffness of his cock so deep inside her. She could feel her juices dripping down his prick to his heavy balls. She started pushing her tits into his hands.

"Roll over, baby," her father said. "Now I'm going to really fuck your ass off!"

She rolled over and pulled him on top of her. Somehow his prick never came out of her cunt. She lifted her legs and locked them around his back even as he started to thrust his prick inside her.

"Yeah!" Rick moaned. "This is what I like. God, you've got a tight-fucking pussy!"

He was really starting to ram her cunt. She could feel her body shaking with the force of his hot strokes. Again she felt the liquid fire shooting into her body. Her titties felt so hot and hard. They were like rocks.

"Oh God, Daddy!" she cried out. "I'm going to come! I'm going to fucking come! It feels good to me! It feels so fucking good!" Her ass came up high as the wild vibrations started racking her body. Her pussy juices soaked his prick as she kept lifting her ass again and again. She was gasping for breath as the last few vibrations shook her body.

"Oh Daddy!" she moaned. "Oh, Daddy, that was so good!"

Her father didn't answer. He was too busy fucking her. He was still driving his rigid prick deep into her pussy, and she could feel his cum growing inside her. She could feel some of his hot jism leaking inside her. She clamped her legs tighter around him and started using her cunt like fingers to massage his cock.

"Oh shit!" her father moaned. "Oh shit, it feels good! I'm going to fucking come! Get ready for my cum, baby! Get ready for it! Oh shit, it feels good. So fucking good!"

She screamed with him as his prick-jism suddenly started spurting into her tight cunt again and again. She kept working her ass to squeeze every drop out of his prick. She wondered why it felt so good to fuck her father. Perhaps because it was supposed to be wrong. She only knew that she wanted him to keep fucking her as long as he wanted to.

She felt his prick slipping out of her. She liked the feeling of cum in her cunt, and she had the feeling he was going to give her more before the night was over.

Melody was shocked when she opened the door. It was Saturday morning and Rick was working so she was alone in the house. She had just gotten up and finished dressing when the doorbell had rung.

Bob had been standing there when she opened the door.

It seemed like years since she had seen Bob. He was still as big and well built as she remembered. He had curly blond hair and wide shoulders. He was smiling at her.

"Bob Smith!" she said. "Whatever are you doing here?"

"I was on the bus," he said. "I knew you lived here so I stopped over."

"Well, come on in," she said.

Bob watched her jiggling ass while she led the way into the living room. He got the feeling that Melody had changed since she'd been away. She'd grown older somehow. She still had the best body of any girl he'd ever seen.

"Where were you going?" Melody asked.

"You know I sometimes visit my father in the summer. He lives near here. I just had to stop. Besides your mother told me to say hello if I was down this way."

"When did you see mother?" Melody asked.

"The day after you left," Bob answered. "You know, you didn't tell anybody you were going. I stopped in to see you and you weren't there. Your mother explained things to me."

Bob was trying not to look uncomfortable as he stared at Melody. She really looked good today. She was dressed in a pair of knit pants and a halter top that left plenty of her titties hanging out. Bob thought about her mother and he got a hard-on.

Melody's mother didn't look half as good as Melody, but Bob had never been the type to turn down a good piece of pussy. He had been surprised to find Melody gone that afternoon, and to find her mother dressed in a pair of shorts and a thin blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra. Bob's eyes had nearly popped out of is head.

She had invited him in and gave him a cool drink. They had sat together on the couch and Melody's mother had explained that Melody had gone away with her father to live.

All the while Bob had been staring at her big knockers straining to get out of the thin blouse. She had noticed where his eyes went, and she had pressed closer to him.

"Do you think I'm good looking?" she asked.

"Oh yeah," he said.

"Do you think I'm better looking than Melody?"

Bob had understood what she was after then. He had understood why she had sent Melody away. She was a nice-looking woman, but she was jealous of the fantastic looks of her daughter. But Bob wasn't stupid. He could tell a horny woman when he saw one. He gave her the answers she wanted and pretty soon she was kissing him and playing with his hard cock.

Now Bob was getting a real stiff boner just talking to Melody and thinking about her mother. Bob hadn't thought that her mother was going to let go of his cock. She'd sucked on it half the afternoon and they'd nicked a couple of times.

He kept telling her she was beautiful, but all the time he kept thinking about Melody fantastic tits.

"I'm sure my mother told you to tell me hello," Melody said. "We weren't speaking the last time we saw one another."

"I didn't know you had a fight," Bob said. "Oh yes," Melody said. "Actually, I think that she might have been a little jealous of me. I think she was afraid I might take her boyfriends away from her or something like that. As if I could."

"I'm sure you could have," Bob said.

Melody sat back on the couch. It was nice to see Bob, but at first she hadn't been thinking about him sexually. Now she was looking at him in a different way. She could feel the way his eyes kept fondling her and it was making her feel a little tingly.

"How did you and mother get along?" Melody asked innocently.

"Just fine," Bob answered.

She noticed that quick flash of guilt in his eyes. She was beginning to understand. Her mother was a good-looking woman and it probably amused her to think about fucking one of Melody's boyfriends. It was all right with Melody. In fact, it made Melody appreciate Bob a little more.

"What else did you dolor mother while you were there?" Melody asked.

"I don't understand," he said.

"Sure you do. I bet you and mother had a good time. Did you fuck her?"

Bob was almost blushing. He was shaking his head, but it wasn't very convincing. It was shocking him that Melody could be talking this way.

"Come on," Melody said. "Tell me about it. Who knows? It might, make me hot to hear about it. Wouldn't you like to make me hot?"

She could tell that Bob really wanted her to get hot. His cock was pushing at his trousers and he was trying not to be obvious. His face was a little red. Melody knew that she was going to fuck him. She couldn't help what she was feeling. But first she wanted to hear about him and her mother.

"What did you two?" Melody insisted.

"All right, damn it," Bob said. "I fucked your mother. Is that what you want to hear?"

"Did she suck it?" Melody asked.

She could tell Bob wanted to get up and leave. He didn't like the way the conversation was going. She knew he wouldn't. He was a normal male animal, and he wouldn't leave as long as there was a chance of getting some or her pussy.