Tim Peterson: First time for daughter

It was a more virile length of rock-solid cockmeat than she could ever have imagined. The skin was incredibly smooth, a light red in color except where it was laced with thick, veins of an off-purple shade. They matched the look of his cockhead, which, stretched to its fullest dimension, was even smoother and more polished in texture than the gorgeous cockshaft.

Lisa's mouth watered as she watched Beth's hands close about Matt's prick in loving, caressing fashion. The woman applied gliding, rasping strokes, milking excitement into the already aroused fuck-shaft.

Matt slowly lifted himself upright, sitting himself ass-on-heels between her thighs. Beth continued slow-stroking his prick as he lifted her legs high. She held them up there as his hands slid down to her hips, to the strands of her bikini panties.

Lisa held her breath as he began to pull Beth's undies from her hips and ass and pussy. Another surge of envy went through the frustrated girl as her mother got that much closer to being fucked by a knowing stud.

Beth laughed as she straightened her upright legs and Matt slid her panties up and off. In teasing fashion, she spread her thighs to a wide V and closed them up again. Grinning wolfishly, Matt took hold of her ankles, spread her legs and held them wide open. Beth was grinning from ear to ear.

Lisa wiggled, beginning to enjoy herself now, too. She was almost tempted to crawl out of hiding and join the playful couple. God, wouldn't that be a kick?

Lisa caught herself. What on earth was she thinking? Where were these wicked ideas coming from?

She didn't have time to worry over it.

Pants around his knees, Matt shifted away from Beth and leaned slowly forward. His hands slid down to the backs of her raised knees and pushed her shapely legs back and away. Her ass and pussy tilted upward.

Lisa was amazed to see her father nuzzle his lips into the soft folds of her mother's pussy. It was easily the most incredible sight she had ever seen. The intimacy of it dazzled her.

Matt dipped his tongue out and trailed the tip up and back down in the folds and hollows of Beth's cunt. Then he was fucking at her soft pussy-flesh, honing in on the sensitive spot of her clit area. His wet probe swirled in at it time and time again, until Beth was squirming on the pound, her head thrown back, body arching to the sun.

But Lisa's eyes were concentrated solely on her father. Who now seemed to be more than just her father. She was seeing him in a whole new light, that was for sure. Before, he'd been Dad, purely and simply. Now he was a man. A lover. A sexual being.

Matt moved his nuzzling mouth up onto Beth's pert cunt-bush, then onto the flat of her tummy. Lifting, he moved up over her, between her legs. Their mouths met and held. Matt's legs slid out behind him. Beth kept her legs back and apart, her pussy naturally open. She obviously knew what was about to happen. She was waiting for it.

A bomb could have gone off and Lisa might not have noticed, so intent was she on watching the advance of Matt's cock on the gaping, wet pussy. She stared as his large, flared cock-tip went flawlessly to the fuck-hole, sinking in, in, without resistance, deeper, and deeper, all the way to his balls.

Beth writhed, wrapping arms and legs about Matt and holding him possessively. Across the short distance separating them, a thrilled sound reached Lisa's ears from Beth, and the girl sensed the heaven that her mother had just entered on Matt's prick.

Before, Lisa had had the occasional doubt.

Maybe fucking wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Now she knew she'd never think that way again. How could she?

Matt began to undulate from his shoulders down, and his ass lifted. His thick pussy-fucker was pulled back up into view. It was redder now possibly even thicker, and best of all, coated with a wetness that could only have come from the walls of Beth's deep and excited cunt. His cock looked all shiny and delicious.

Matt lifted his prick high and sank back into Beth's wanting grasp.

"Sexy," Lisa heard him say. "Country air agrees with you."

"Nnnnnnn," Beth responded, heaving her tits up against his chest in a provocative way. "It's doing some good things to your cock, too."

Such frank talk, Lisa observed. Sexy though, and why be coy about anything? Oh, there were lessons to learn here. Mom and Dad were a pure gold mine of carnal secrets. What next?

Matt and Beth settled into another long kiss. Matt complemented it with long and easy fuck thrusts of his prick and Beth made sure to work her hips about, grinding her pussy against him. Almost on the sly, he slipped his arms behind her legs and brought her heels up to rest on his shoulders.

Lisa was astonished. Not so much by the position Matt had slipped Beth into but rather by the mastery it gave him over her and the extent of Beth's surrender to it, and to her husband. He could pretty much have his way with her now, and Beth apparently liked it just fine.

Also, it was such a blatant, raunchy move. It was unabashed, no-holds-barred fucking they were getting into. Thrilling to watch, more thrilling to be a part of, Lisa was sure.

As soon as he had Beth where he wanted her, Matt was into his fuck-strokes. On slightly bent arms, he fucked his stiff prick in and out of her craving body with purposeful strokes. The entire length of his prick-meat filled up her cunt and pulled out of her each time, causing her to squirm under him.

Hands clasped behind his neck, she caught his mouth with a wanton kiss. She couldn't get enough of him, to Lisa's eyes, and the girl had a pretty good idea of what that was like.

The blonde virgin daughter wished all over again, harder this time, that Matt could be hers.

Beth's head dropped and rolled way back. Horny sounds rasped out of her throat. Her long fingers clawed at his hair and upper body.

Matt's ass rose and he fucked his prick into her with the most force yet. Lisa could see her mother's cunt-lips lifting with his retreating prick and being turned inward as he gave her penetration. The fucking was getting hotter and heavier.

Lisa watched, enthralled through and through as Matt and Beth ground their fuck-organs at one another. His arms straightened and his hips appeared to be punching his lust-reddened cock at the inner-most depths of her pussy.

Beth's hips were going wild underneath his, working in broad circles to stir his cock around inside her cunt's steamy grasp and to give him his own kind of stirring pleasure. She was a wicked thing under him, totally tuned in to her libido.

Was Beth naturally passionate, or did Matt have to bring it out in her, Lisa wondered. Probably a little of both, she somehow sensed. The girl felt a strange affinity with her mother, watching the torrid fuck-scene unfold, she got the vague feeling that the two of them were of the same kind. Was sensuality hereditary?

More important, if Matt was crazy about Beth, how would he feel about a younger version?

A dangerous thought, but she couldn't help thinking it. It didn't have to lead anywhere though, so she didn't worry about it too much.

The pace of the fucking slowed then, inexplicably, until Lisa realized that this wasn't a race to any finish line. It was worth it to slow down and savor the moment, especially when it was so close to the ultimate pleasure.

And close it had to be. Beth's face was hotly flushed, her eyes glassed over, her pretty face contorted by a lewd leer.

Matt appeared the calmer of the two. He was talking to her, as well. Lisa could hear the murmur of his voice but could not make out the words. Beth was eating them up though, so it had to be sexy.

The tempo of their fucking picked up again, and Lisa sensed they were now determined to go all the way with one another. She leaned forward expectantly and saw Matt lower onto Beth's body, her legs still folded up underneath. On his elbows, he reached under her and held her as he fucked wildly in and out of her straining pussy.