Nan Bangcroft - Putting Out For Pop

He didn't move as Gabby crossed the room toward him. Her gut was twisting with love and lust. She stood over him for a moment. The moonlight hit one of her gentle breasts, made it gleam silver. Her nipple was a dark peak. Reaching down, she took the sheet and slowly, and carefully, drew it down. Her chest burned with excitement as she bared his flat gut, then the dark bush at the base of his cock-and then his cock! It was hanging droopily over to one side between his powerful thigh and his testicles. The sight of his unaroused tool was enough to make her pussy seep with hunger.

Deliberately tormenting herself by delaying the satisfaction she so badly needed, she drew the sheet completely down and off the end of the bed. Her father lay stretched out like a pagan sacrifice on an altar. His chest was rising and falling evenly. One hand twitched as if feeling for the stolen sheet, then lay still again.

Very slowly and very carefully, Gabby bent over and reached for his limp pecker. The shaft felt like rubber as she tipped it upright. The end tilted off drunkenly to one side. Lowering her head, she breathed on his cock, then took it into her mouth. She felt its warmth and its softness, tasted the sweat and seepings, felt it begin to swell.

She swirled her tongue gently around the head as It began to expand. It pushed upwards into her mouth, stiffened, forced her lips and jaw wider. She circled the head again and again, let it drive slowly toward the back of her mouth as it grew. Her pussy was ablaze with hunger. She stalled it off by slipping two fingers into the clinging, aroused folds of her cunt.

The snoring grew louder and rougher, more uneven. She kept on sucking her sleeping father's cock. She wanted to get him so turned-on that when he did wake up, he would have to take her, plunge his shaft into her until it felt like he was going to split her open.

The snoring broke off, became a cough that made his phallus jerk in her mouth. Then he groaned, and shifted and squirmed restlessly in the moonlight. She savored the hardness of his dork, pressed it against the roof of her mouth with her tongue. She rubbed its underside, stroked the nerve endings she knew were there. A sudden flood filled her mouth wide with the taste of his arousal, coated her tongue, smothered her in his rich scent.

His hips shifted and rolled in a primitive fucking motion. He muttered something unintelligible as she slid her mouth up and down his throbbing hard-on. He was completely hard now. His cock, a thrusting tower of meat, was eager to plunge its head into her hot depths. She eased her head down until the dripping tip of his dork was poking the back of her mouth. She gagged and retreated, slowly let his prick slide through her lips and out of her mouth.

She held it upright, studying it. It was an ivory tower capped with a dusky knob. It was shining with his pre-cum and her saliva. His eyelids fluttered as he struggled toward consciousness. Gabby felt like curling into herself, she was so excited. Easing astride him, carefully keeping his cock upright with her hand, avoiding bumping him while the bed sank from her weight, she straddled her slowly waking father.

Hunching forward a little, holding his cock up, she lowered her aching, itching, ravenous vagina onto the burning tip. The touch of his dick against her hot slit made his eyes flutter open. For a moment he gazed vacantly at the ceiling. His hands stirred aimlessly on the sheet, then reached for his cock, and found heir fingers and the springy curls of her delicate bush.

His eyes widened in shock, focused on her moon-lit body. She speared herself on his thrusting tower, felt it wedge open her slick folds, plunging into her starving channel. She hunched over his pecker, felt it stuff her insides, and moaned with lust.

"Gabby!" he said in surprise.

"Ssshhhh," Gabby said, her guts burning with lust. "I had to Daddy, I had to.”

"Oh, Gabby," Mike groaned. His eyes went all funny as she ground her cunt against his groin, drove his cock full-length into her hot, slippery hole. Still hunched over, she fingered her clitoris as she let her twat become accustomed to his bulk.

His hands reached for her, and for a moment, he tried to push her off and away. Then his fingers sank into her tender breasts, dug into them until they hurt and throbbed with pleasure.

She rose slowly off his cock, felt it slide out of her. Then she eased down again, feeling it drill up into her searing hot box. His fingers rode with her tits, tormented her dancer's firm mounds, pinched her nipples. His eyes closed, and his head rolled from side to side as she fucked herself on him.

"Do it!”

Patty's sharp order made Gabby freeze with horror, Her father's cock was half in her twat. She felt his tower jump and threaten to fade. She lowered herself on it, instinctively tried to keep possession of his lust.

"Patty," her father groaned.

"Don't stop," Patty grated harshly. "Shit, don't stop.”

"Stop, Gabby," Mike pleaded.

Gabby was too far gone to be able to obey him. "I can't Daddy, honest. I just can't," she moaned, rising and falling, bringing his cock back to full life.

"Don't stop," Patty repeated, moving to where she could see the moon-lit intersection of Gabby's and her father's bodies. Patty was naked. Her hand dug into her nearly hairless pussy as she stared hungrily at the couple on the bed. "Don't stop!”

"Oh, God," Gabby moaned, incredibly turned-on by having an audience. "Do you know what you're seeing, Patty?" Gabby asked breathlessly.

"She knows," Mike growled. "Ahhhh. Christ, what a fucking mess!”

"I shoulda known," Patty said. "I shoulda known I wasn't the only one.”

"You!" Gabby screamed. "You?”

"Not fucking," Patty admitted. "But sucking-and-and other things.”

"No wonder," Gabby moaned, "you've been such an angel lately.”

"I'm horny, Daddy," Patty groaned, unable to tear her eyes off the spot where her father's cock went into her sister.

Gabby was hornier than ever, if that was possible. She couldn't help staring at her naked sister: her dainty budding boobies and pouty hairless pussy lips. Patty had two fingers sunk in her slit, and was sliding them in and out, in and out. The wet sticky noise matched the soft slurping of the cock in Gabby's cunt.

"What the hell can I do," Mike groaned, completely overwhelmed by the incredible situation.

"His mouth," Gabby said suddenly. "He-he could use his mouth." She swung her hips in a circular motion and felt the paddle of his cock flail her cunt walls.

Without a word, without taking her eyes off Gabby's speared pussy, Patty climbed onto the bed, and, facing her sister, straddled her father's head. She positioned her gaping, naked pussy over his face. She thrust her ass back so her crotch came down on his mouth.

With a groan of total surrender, Mike ate Patty's tender, virgin cunt. His tongue stroked her groove.

As Gabby watched, her insides shredded with ecstasy. She bounced on his jutting dork, felt it drill her full depths like a mindless battering ram. She was being boiled alive in the juices of her horniness. As she fucked, she watched her sweet, tender, supposedly innocent little sister get eaten.

"Awww, I'm cumming," she moaned as the flames swirled through her. She leaned forward in a reflex convulsion, and bumped into Patty. She clung to Patty, desperately, burned at the feel of Patty's satin smooth, hot flesh. Patty clutched her, and their mouths met in a kiss that was anything but sisterly. Patty's hand clamped on one of Gabby's tits, making it ache and burn still more.

Gabby’s cunt was spasming madly around her father's cock. She was humping her hips wildly, trying to rub her clit against him. She could see how his tongue was raping Patty's slit, see how he had parted those pale lips so he could get at the inner folds. Gabby clutched one of Patty's little boobs, felt the hard nubbin with her fingers. She pinched and twisted the tiny knob. There was a sucking moan from the mouth locked to hers.