Tom Allison: The family_s four-way suck

"Push it in me, Johnny! Push it in my pussy! Unh unh, I need to get fucked!"

The head was securely embedded in her pussy slit, and Johnny could feel her cunt muscles sucking around the tip. He dropped his ass and sighed, spearing inch after inch of his bone-hard cock into the buttery wetness of her cunt tunnel.

"Unggh! John-eeee! Your cock is so big?" Bridget twisted her head back and forth mindlessly, wincing as she felt her pussy walls stretching to accommodate the throbbing shaft. "You're fucking me, Johnny! You're fucking my cunt!"

Johnny looked down, seeing the way her pussy hole sucked tightly around his invading cock. Slowly he sank on top of her, burying every inch of his hard-on into her tight, syrupy pussy.

The pressure of her cunt walls was incredible, sucking around him, milking the burning hardness of his prick. Lightly Johnny worked his ass, settling his rod all the way into her. Then he pulled out all the way, until only the tip of his cock parted her pussy lips. Slowly he buried it back into her cunt again. Then he fell into a steady, driving fuck rhythm, frantically working his lean ass between her thighs, fucking her pussy with long, driving strokes of his blood-swollen cock. "You're fucking me! Harder, fuck hard!"

Bridget reached down, grabbing his ass cheeks, clawing them in a desperate attempt to get more of his cock inside her. She kicked her slim legs high in the air before shutting them around his back, opening up her hairy pussy for the steely shaft of his prick.

Then the teenaged blonde started to hump her ass frantically off the mattress, pounding her wet, gushing pussy onto his cock. "Fuck me," she panted. "What a big one! Fuck me with it! Hard, do it hard!" Johnny's balls slapped heavily on the crack of her heaving ass and he could already feel a fresh load of jism boiling inside them. Dropping his head between her neck and shoulder, he started to ream out her cunt as hard as he could, pounding his cock head all the way up to her womb with every frantic thrust. "I'm gonna cum, Johnny! Unh, fuck, I'm cumming on you!" Bridget was mad with pleasure, raking her fingernails from his pounding ass up his muscular back. "Fuck me! Fuck my brains out! Ungh! Oh God, fuck it, I'm cumming, I'm cuuummmiiinnngggg!" The spasms jetted through her pussy, making her cunt walls clamp like a vise around the boy's thrusting cock, as the cream gushed from the depths of her seething pussy. Johnny felt the tight pressure around his prick and stopped trying to hold back his wad. Collapsing on her belly, he slammed his cock as far into her pussy as it would go. The hot jism gushed up from his nuts, erupting into her tight, gooey pussy. Bridget gasped as she felt the torrent of cum squirting into her, bathing the ravished walls of her pussy channel with hot jism.

Slowly Johnny worked his ass, letting his wad drain off completely into the milking sheath of her cunt. Bridget almost had to suppress a giggle as his prick finally softened inside her. Boy, that was easy, she thought vixenishly. Now all she had to do was figure out a way of seducing her Uncle Steve, too!

"Hi, Uncle Steve!" Bridget said brightly. "I guess you couldn't sleep too, huh? Mind if I watch some television with you?"

It was very very late at night, and the only light on in the Madison house was the wan glow from the television set in the den. Steve sat facing it blearily, dressed only in an old bathrobe, a drink at his side. He looked drunkenly over his shoulder at his niece, seeing first her blue jeans and sweater before her head and long, blonde hair came into view. "Bridget! What're you doing here so late? I thought you'd be fast asleep in the cottage."

"Oh, I just let myself in. You don't mind, do you? I couldn't get to sleep. I was hoping you'd be watching TV so I could watch with you."

Steve patted the cushion beside him and Bridget joined her uncle on the couch. The show was apparently one of the endless crime drama re-runs the networks showed late at night. Steve didn't look very interested in it. He looked pretty loaded.

"Do you get insomnia a lot, Uncle Steve?"

"Oh, no. Just once in a while." Steve took a long swallow of gin and glanced at his niece. "You know how it is."

"Were you thinking about Tammy?" Steve gulped down the gin and frowned as he thought of his daughter. "Yeah. Yeah, I was thinking about Tammy."

"You shouldn't be so angry with her, Uncle Steve. She just likes to have fun."

"Fun!" Steve exploded. "Fun! Is that her idea of having fun? Going into the drive-in, drinking herself sick, having sex with any boy who wants to get into those Goddamn tight pants of hers and get a little feel of pussy; uh, sorry about the language, Bridget."

"Oh, that's okay, Uncle Steve." Bridget deliberately wiggled her ass a little closer to him. "My dad swears all the time."

Steve shrugged. "God damn it, I just get so… so fucking exasperated with her! As pretty and intelligent as she is, she could be any… any Goddamn thing she wanted to be, I swear to Christ. And all she wants to do is… is fuck her brains out like some cheap tramp. You've no idea what she's capable of, Bridget, a decent girl like you." Bridget managed to suppress an amused smile. "Don't be hard on yourself about it, Uncle Steve. Tammy's not a kid. She's her own person."

"Well, I just can't help it! She's my daughter. I swear…" Steve took another healthy swallow, the ice cubes clinking in the glass. "I just can't help but take it personally, like I haven't been a good enough parent to her."

"Oh, Uncle Steve, don't feel that way! I'd be so happy to have a big, beautiful, handsome daddy like you!" Fully aware of what she was doing, Bridget wrapped her arms around her uncle's shoulders and gave him a long, wet kiss on the cheek. Then she slid down his torso, her arms wrapped around his stomach and her cheek pressing on the outline of his cock through the robe.

"Ummmm, and you're so warm, too! You don't mind if I hug you, do you, Uncle Steve?"

"Go 'head," replied the inebriated uncle. A silent minute passed, quiet except for the sound of Steve gulping down his big drink. Bridget pressed her head on his crotch, trying to judge the size of his cock. She could feel the tube of prick meat on her face through the bathrobe, and it was obviously an awfully big one. Careful not to disturb his drunken reverie as he watched the TV program, Bridget began to wiggle her cheek lightly on his crotch bulge. Her efforts were rewarded. Soon the big cock started to swell and grow, until Bridget could feel its thickness poking through the wool. But Steve was so drunk that he didn't seem to knew he was getting an enormous hard-on. Soon his prick was as hard as stone, and Bridget realized that it was an even bigger cock than her father's! Slowly she changed the position of her hand around his waist until her fingers touched the sash holding his bathrobe together. Carefully she undid it and the robe fell open easily.

"This isn't too comfortable, Uncle Steve. Let me…" Bridget sat up, at the same time forcing the halves of his bathrobe to pull apart. It took the drunken father a moment to realize that his naked chest, stomach and crotch were completely exposed, his gigantic, rock-hard prick looming up like a length of iron pipe. "Oh, Uncle Steve!" Bridget clapped her hand over her mouth in pretend shock. "What's that?"

"Oh fuck…"

Steve deposited the drink on the table and hurriedly tried to pull his bathrobe back together. Then his eyes bulged in shock as his teenaged niece wrapped her fist tightly around the meaty root of his cock. "Oh, Uncle Steve!" Bridget gushed. "What a big fucking prick!"

"Bridget! Jesus God…" Steve backed his ass into the couch, looking at her wildly, clutching his hotly throbbing prick, the horny blonde slid to her knees on the floor. By now she was too horny to wait anymore. She swooped down, opening her mouth wide and stuffing her buttery throat with the first several inches of her uncle's enormous cock.