Don Scott - Incestuous neighbors

Misty was dumbfounded. She just stared at her father, knowing that his cock was fucking slowly back and forth between Ginger's cuntlips. Misty had known that Ginger was really horny, but that did not prepare her far her own father pumping his hips slowly to fuck his rigid cock into Ginger's pussy.

Whatever pleasure Misty felt at having her cunt tantalized by Ginger's probing, searching tongue dissipated quickly. It just wasn't right for her to be having her cunt licked by a girl while her own father was there in the room watching her.

Misty covered her tits with her hands. This time she didn't fondle and caress her burning nipples. It was embarrassing and nothing more. She lay there, her knees spread far apart, her cunt getting stuffed with Ginger's tongue, watching the lust playing across her father's handsome features.

With her hips raised high up and her cuntlips getting tugged at by the thickly veined shaft of Paul's cock, Ginger cooed lustily as she sucked her tongue into Misty's pussy. Whenever Paul slipped all of his cock into her wet pussy, she could feel his balls slapping against the inside of one thigh or the other. The sound of Paul's balls striking her thighs and his body smacking softly against her firm ass-checks pleased Ginger.

"Mmmmm!" Ginger murmured, giving her hips a little wiggle to add to the pleasure she felt at taking Paul's hard cock deep into her cunt. She curled her tongue inside Misty's pussy and cooed softly at the taste that was unusual yet erotic to her.

Paul held tightly onto Ginger's hips as he fucked his prick in and out of her cunt. The velvety smoothness of Ginger's flesh was an assault on Paul's senses that was so powerful it shocked Paul. He fucked his cock to the base of his shaft into her cunt.

"Baby, I can't believe you're so hot!" Paul whispered, pounding his body against the teenager's ass-checks, fucking his red-hot cock into her pussy with greater force.

Misty closed her eyes, wishing her clit wasn't steadily getting hotter and more sensitive with each passing second. Her hands, as though they had a will of their own, moved up her body slowly, playing along the line of her ribs until she once again held her own tits in her hands. She scraped her long, painted thumbnails over the nubs of her nipples and purred softly when the pleasure sizzled through her veins.

"Ohhhhh!" Misty sighed, unable to deny the lascivious things she felt. "Ohhhhh!"

Ginger put the tip of her first two fingers against Misty's cunt-lips and pushed. Her fingers easily spread her pink cunt-lips. She watched as the slick lips of Misty's pussy tightened securely around her fingers. Then, when she had two fingers moving smoothly to and fro into the girl's cunt, Ginger put her tongue and lips to work on Misty's fiery, tingling clit.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned, lapping at her cunt, flicking her tongue against the clit to make Misty squirm.

Paul knew that he wouldn't be able to hold his cum back for much longer. He fucked his cock into Ginger's hot pussy, pounding his body against her ass-cheeks until he forced her mouth to push hard against his daughter's cunt. When he fucked his cock deep into the blonde's cunt, he could feel her cunt-muscles tighten around the invading length of his rigid cock, squeezing and kneading his inflamed flesh, turning him on, making him lose the control he struggled without success to maintain.

"So sexy," Paul whispered, the tension he felt at trying to hold his cum back showing in the expression on his face. "You two are so very, very sexy."

Misty looked at her father. She was still uncomfortable getting her cunt lusciously tongue-fucked by Ginger while he was there watching her, but the intensity of her embarrassment had lessened greatly. She played with her nipples, rubbing the nub, squeezing and twisting them as Ginger worked on her cunt.

It made no sense to deny that she was getting so aroused. Misty knew that she couldn't deny to herself or to her father the blissful, erotic things that she was feeling. And though she did not fully understand why she felt this way, thee was a strange, eerie sense of eroticism associated with having her pussy tongue-fucked by another girl while her father was there watching her.

"I'm going to cum, Daddy!" Misty whispered. The sound of her own words shocked her. She hadn't intended on speaking the words aloud.

Paul gave a strained smile to his daughter. He placed his hands on Ginger's hips holding her tightly, pulling her back to meet his hard thrust of cunt-stretching cock-meat. His balls were on fire with passion, cum simmering inside.

With her mouth and the knuckles of her right hand pressed against Misty's cunt-lips, Ginger sucked on her clit as she worked her fingers around inside the young brunette's wet, flaming pussy. She lashed at Misty's turgid clit with her tougue, whipping the red bud, thirsty to receive Misty's pussy-juice for a second time. Her cheeks were wet with pussy-juice. So was Ginger's chin. Pussy-juice oozed from Misty's cunt, making Ginger's hand wet and slick as she finger-fucked her friend.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Paul grunted as he pistoned his hips with machine-like fury, fucking his prick as furiously into the blonde teenager's cunt as he possibly could.

In one orgasmic movement of carnal joy, Misty, Paul and Ginger came. Less than five seconds apart Misty and Ginger spewed out their rich girl-cum as Paul splattered his thick, creamy wad of cum deep inside Ginger's pussy.

"Awwwwww!" Paul groaned, holding so tightly onto Ginger's grim hips that his knuckles were turning white. He fucked his overheated cock to the hilt into Ginger's cunt and released a creamy eruption of cum that washed against the smooth inner walls of Ginger's pussy.

Ginger rocked back and forth, trying to finger-fuck and tongue-fuck Misty while her own girl-cum sluiced from her cunt. She sucked on Misty's clit, fighting against the harsh pounding Paul was giving her, trying to satisfy her friend's lust while enjoying her own supreme moment of ecstasy.

"Awwwww! Ummmm," Ginger gasped, sucking at the lips of Misty's pussy, cramming her tongue and fingers between the puffy cuntlips to slurp up the fuck-juices that flowed out.

Misty's deep, rich brown eyes were wide and unseeing as she was fingered and tongued into another orgasm. She shivered, her body going through a series of short, hard twitches as her girl-cum splattered against Ginger's probing tongue.

When she could no longer find the strength to maintain her hands-and-knees position, after she and the others had stopped cumming, Ginger pushed Misty's legs down, then lay partially atop her friend. She placed her cheek lightly on Misty's lower abdomen, just above the triangular patch of curly cunt-hair. She felt Paul's weight pressing down upon her, his warm body pleasing to the touch.

"You two are wonderful," Ginger whispered very softly, feeling her body beginning to cool. She liked being somewhat sandwiched between Misty and Paul. It gave her a sense of being loved by two very special people. "I love making it with both of you. There's nothing else like it in the whole, wide world!"

Morning sunlight streamed through the window, waking Ginger. She stirred softly and stretched her arms toward the ceiling.

Next to her in bed, Misty was sleeping soundly, her head resting gently on the pillow.

Memories of the previous evening came flooding back is Ginger's consciousness, making her smile lasciviously. The only thing that Ginger mildly regretted about her sexual encounter with the beautiful brunette was that Misty hadn't licked her pussy in return. Ginger wondered if she would ever be able to look down her body and find Misty's lovely face between her thighs.

What would it be like to have Misty's tongue in my pussy? wondered Ginger with a smile.

She slipped soundlessly off the bed, careful not to wake Misty. There on the floor were her jogging shorts and bikini panties. Ginger stepped into the garments, then put on the blouse that Misty had given her, slipping the light cotton shirt over her head.