David Crane - The wild west family

Bunny was swallowing with gusto, but his load filled her face faster than she could drink it down. Jizz spilled from her lips and ran down her chin.

Bunny looked up from the tops of her eyes. She saw that her daddy had whipped the cap off and was staring down at her in full awareness. But she saw, too, that his expression was one of utter bliss – and he was still humping merrily away as he gorged her on his goo.

Bunny was overjoyed.

Her father knew who was drinking his juice and he didn't mind. And even before she had ingested that first enormous load, the greedy cum drinker was thinking that from now on, without any pretense, she would have the chance to milk his meat off whenever they had a chance – whenever Mom wasn't around or her mouth wasn't already full of her brother's cock.

She drank him dry, kept on sucking to make sure, then drew her slimy lips from his prick.

"I'm real naughty, ain't I, Daddy?" she whispered, looking as sweet and demure as a teenaged girl can when her lips were drenched with her father's cum.

"You're lovely," he gasped.

"Did you – know it was me?" she asked, leaning in to lick lightly at his knob.

"Yeah, honey. I-I was watching while you sucked and fucked with your brother," he rasped. "It made me so horny that I just had to have you, too."

Bunny smiled happily, delighted that her guilty secrets were known – and approved of.

But in the hallway, her mother gasped. The knowledge that her son, too, was into incest thrilled the woman to the core. She had fantasized about Jack countless times, while she finger-fucked herself off or, with her eyes closed, got stuffed by her husband.

It was the stuff of dreams.

And now those dreams could become reality.

Jack was lying on the couch, swinging his cock as he waited impatiently for his sister to return. His prick was only semi-hard now, following all the action he'd had, but he knew full well that it would get hard as a nail again, the moment Bunny began to play with it.

But where the fuck was she?

She'd been gone too long. He wondered if she had paused to watch Mom and Dad fuck again? Well, that was okay – it would make her nice and horny and juicy and all ready for another sibling fuck.

Then his mother walked in.

Jack gulped. His prick was in a quandary. The shame of having his mom catch him naked on the couch, his hand on his cock, started to soften his meat. But his mother was smiling and her voluptuous body was naked and that revelation was having the opposite effect.

His prick sank down, bowing its head guiltily, then snapped up in proud rampancy. The young man blushed in mortification – but flushed, too, with desire.

His lips moved but no sound came out other than a little whimpering moan.

"Don't say anything, darling," Marianna whispered, standing over the couch.

Jack didn't know what to say, anyhow.

Marianna gazed down at his cock, her dark eyes flashing and her tongue bathing her parted lips. She sank down to her knees. Her head hovered over his sex tackle.

Jack stared at her in disbelief. Having sex with his nubile sister was one thing – but the very idea of making it with his mother was more thrilling by far.

Her head ducked down and she slurped his prick into her hot, wet mouth. She sucked; Jack moaned. She drew up for a moment and winked at him. Then she dove on his cock again. The lascivious lady had often imagined this moment – and the pleasure of it was enhanced by the fact that she could taste her daughter's delicious cunt-cream on her son's swollen slab and slimy stalk.

Jack's eyes glowed as he looked down his torso and watched his mother's mouth envelop his cock. She was nursing on his cock more enthusiastically than he, as an infant, had ever suckled on her tits – and looking for a far richer and creamier mouthful than had ever come out of a nipple.

If Bunny had returned, Jack would have lasted a long time before his overworked balls pumped out another load. But the fantastic thrill of having his mother munching his cock sent the youth spinning through a dizzy spiral, rushing instantly up to the crest.

His cock gave a savage lurch.

Suddenly Marianna's mouth was full of cum.

He had cum so abruptly that it took her by surprise, without warning, just a startling explosion. She gasped and gurgled, her mouth bubbling. She gulped her son's spunk down and he fed her another hot, thick lump.

Marianna sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked as her teenaged son kept spilling out his sweet nectar into her magical motherly maw. She milked on his squirting cock-head, then slid down and swallowed him to the hilt, her moist lips fluttering at the thick root.

With the length of his prick buried in her mouth, his knob snaked down her throat and spilled off the last of his fuck-juice straight down her gullet.

She continued to milk for a moment and then, satisfied that she had drained him, pulled her mouth away. Spunk streaked her lips and dripped down her chin.

His prick was still hard as a bone.

"M-Mom!" he croaked. It was the first word that the boy had uttered.

"Want to fuck me now?" she whispered.

And that horny young mother-fucker sure did.

In the bathroom, Bunny had risen to her feet and pressed her sexy young body to her daddy's, kissing him passionately with her spunky mouth. Their tongues lashed back and forth, entwining like serpents mating in a moist cavern.

Her tits flattened against his chest and her belly squirmed on his prick. She dragged her lips off his mouth and placed them to his ear.

"I want you up my cunt, Daddy," she rasped. She didn't wait for him to agree. They both knew that there would be no turning back now. Bunny wrapped her anus around his neck and rose up onto her toes. Her trim tummy slid up and the lever of his loins wedged in between her legs. Supporting her slender form by clinging to his shoulders, Bunny raised one leg and hooked her thigh around his flank.

Peter cupped his hands under the round cheeks of her firm little ass and lifted her a bit higher. His cock-head jumped into her fuck-slot like an uncoiling spring. He held her balanced on the knob for a moment, then gently lowered her by his grip under her ass.

Her fuck-hole slid down onto his cock.

"Oh – ohhhh, Daddy," she sighed.

She perched on one leg, the other knee bent and hooked around Peter's hips. They were belly-to-belly, with his cock buried ball-deep up her cunt. Her tits were tight to his chest and his balls jammed to her ass.

She twisted her pelvis, grinding her cunt-hole around on his spike. Her arms tightened on his shoulders and her thigh clamped his pelvis. She rose up onto her tiptoes, standing on one leg, and her fuck-hole pulled up his cock-shaft and collared him just below the knob.

Then she relaxed and dropped her pussy back down to the hilt of his prick.

Peter began to lift her by the ass as she squirmed up, then let her pussy fall onto his cock again. His cock splashed up her sodden cunt, pumping girl goo out lavishly, as if he were using his cock to dredge out a swamp.

Bunny changed legs, lowering the one to the floor and hooking the other around his hip. Then, abandoned to pure passion, the lithe, agile girl threw both thighs around him, leaving the floor completely.

She was mounted on her father's brawny torso, hung on the hook of his prick.

She gripped him in her arms and thighs, bracing her body to his. Peter lifted her up and down on the towering spike of his rock-hard cock.

He threw his head and shoulders back to counterbalance her slender weight and jammed his loins up under her. He moved her up and down on his cock slowly and steadily, then faster, humping up to meet her on the descent.

Bunny was gurgling in rapture as she rode her daddy's cock. Her fuck-box was frothing and foaming, the flow getting thicker. His prick slid into her like a paddle into a pot of glue, surging through her cunt-juice.