Tom Allison: The family_s four-way suck

Her ass squirmed, twisting and humping, forcing all of his cock inside her. Bridget held his brawny shoulders and sat on his prick hard, taking all of it into her creamy pussy. Then she started to fuck herself on it, frantically bouncing her ass up and down on the spearing pole of his enormous cock. "Fuck me, fuck me," she panted, her tits heaving. "Horny, so horny! Fuck my hairy cunt!" Steve looked down, seeing the way her humping motions made his throbbing cock appear and disappear into the matted curls fringing her cock-gorged pussy. He held her ass cheeks, digging his fingers cruelly into the peach-shaped cheeks. Then he started humping, slamming his big cock in and out of her tight, buttery cunt. "Fuck me, fuck harder!" Now Bridget was really working out, humping like a bitch in heat as she felt the spasms starting again deep inside her cock-filled pussy. "I said fuck me! Fuck harder! I'm so horny, Uncle Steve! Fuck my pussy as hard as you can!" Steve started fucking her savagely, forgetting all guilt and shame as he rammed his enormous, aching cock into her cunt tunnel as hard as he could. Bridget felt every thrust battering her pussy hole, the knob punching against her womb opening. It was like being fucked by a horse, she thought dizzily. And she was going to cum all over the horse's cock, too! "I'm making it," she panted. "Gonna cum… any fucking second!" Steve fucked into her even harder, making the couch skitter on the floor. By now the sound of the heaving cushions and the wet flesh slapping together had completely drowned out the television. Bridget felt her pussy tunnel burning and throbbing, the slippery walls milking uncontrollably around his massive cock. "I'm cuming, Uncle Steve!" She left red welts with her fingernails on his shoulders as she worked her ass like a machine, relentlessly pounding her hairy fuck slit onto his cum drooling prick. "Fuck me! I'm cumming now, right now! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"

Her pussy creamed, the clit bud tingling and the velvety sheath clamping forcefully around her uncle's cock. Steve groaned and pushed his ass off the couch. The cum started spouting, rushing up from his balls, squirting torrentially into his niece's wet, hairy cunt.

Bridget felt the jism squirting into her pussy, bathing the inner walls with the sappy seed of her uncle's spunk. Hornily she flexed her cunt hole around his prick, milking out all the cock juice.

A lewd smile curled her lips as she felt his cock finally softening inside her. So Uncle Steve had always thought she was a good girl, huh? Maybe now he wouldn't be so hard on Tammy!

The next morning Steve awakened sick and had to stay home from work. His wife Lana was concerned by this because her husband had always been very healthy. Only Bridget might have guessed that the illness was psychosomatic, a simple result of guilt for fucking his teenaged niece the night before. And Steve's condition only worsened when he learned that Tammy would stay home from school to take care of him. Cal had to work, and Bridget had an important test in school. Likewise, Lana had an important appointment with a guidance counselor about her son. She wasn't about to tell her husband that there really wasn't any guidance counselor, that it was just an excuse so that she and Johnny could rent another motel room and spend the whole day fucking. So Tammy got to spend the whole day with her ailing father, and her pussy burned at the mere thought. Her fuck lust for her dad had grown stronger and stronger since she'd awakened him that afternoon with a blow job. What a big, fat cock her father had! Maybe now she'd get the long-awaited opportunity to take it into her juicy cunt.

"Goddamn it," Steve muttered. "Do you have to dress like a whore in your own house?"

"Now, Daddy," Tammy pouted. "What's wrong with the way I dress?" Steve sat up under the sheets, his bare chest showing as he frowned around a thermometer in his mouth. Tammy wiggled her hips enticingly as she entered the bedroom, carrying a tray of cold cuts. All she had on was a nightie that barely covered her pussy triangle, showing all of her naked, shapely legs.

It was an old cotton nightie with the fabric worn very thin. Tammy's big tits stretched the front obscenely, the braless melons jiggling as she moved. The shape and color of her fat, rosy nipples were completely visible through it. "Look at that," Steve muttered. "Can't you even wear any underwear?"

"Now, Daddy…"

Tammy put the tray of cold cuts on the nightstand next to the glass of milk he hadn't touched, and sat on the edge of the bed. She took a deep breath, making her D-cup tits push through the nightie. Then she leaned forward and brushed her titties on her father's arm as she slowly pulled the thermometer from his mouth. "101," she said softly. "You've been a bad boy, Daddy."

"Don't talk to me like that, Goddamnit!" Steve growled. "Oh, Daddy, what's wrong with the way I talk?" Pouting her lips playfully, the stacked teenager sat back on the bed and carelessly lifted her feet onto it, facing her father as she sat back on her hands. Then she slowly spread her legs, giving him an unobstructed view under the skimpy hem of her nightie. Steve's eyes bulged as he saw the very hairy triangle of her pink, juicy cunt.

"Jesus, Tammy!" he groaned. "Where the hell do you get off running around without your panties on?"

"I'm in my own house, Daddy. Where do you get off looking at my pussy?"

Chuckling, the wanton girl slowly pulled up her nightie until the hem was almost around her waist, giving her father an even better view of her cunt. Steve gasped, but Tammy knew he was too sick to push her off the mattress unless she really infuriated him. Slowly she pushed her hand between her legs, lightly scratching her swollen pussy lips as he watched. "Tammy! Stop that!"

"But it's so hot, Daddy." She wiggled her ass, pouting. "It's so hot and itchy. Daddy, won't you let me suck your big fucking cock again?"

"G-g-goddamn it!" Steve sputtered. "I don't want you to even mention that again! I don't know how in the world you ever got the nerve to… if you ever mention that again I'm going to ground you until you're old enough to collect Social Security!"

"Aw, Daddy…" Tammy brazenly pushed her hand into the top of her nightie and her father's eyes bulged even wider as she pulled out one big, creamy white tit. Lifting the massive melon, Tammy managed to tongue the stiff, crinkled nipple a bit before her father suddenly leaned forward and shoved her off the bed.

"Out!" he shrieked. "Little slut! Get out of this bedroom!" Laughing, Tammy left the bedroom, not bothering to shut the door behind her. Steve glowered after her for a moment, then furiously punched the pillow and propped it up under his head.

His eyes closed, the milk and cold cuts forgotten, he settled off to sleep. Goddamn horny daughter, he thought furiously. Maybe he'd just forget his problems with Tammy if he took a long nap.

But he didn't forget about Tammy, even though he had no problem falling asleep. It was his dreams that betrayed him. When Tammy re-entered the bedroom a half-hour later to get the tray, she immediately saw the enormous hard-on tenting the sheets as her father slept, stretched out on his back.

"Oh, wow!" Tammy whispered. She still wore the same slinky nightie, and her big tits jiggled as she walked barefoot across the bedroom. Standing beside the bed, Tammy looked at her dad's sleeping face, then dropped her gaze to his enormous hard-on. Before her eyes it twitched and pulsed under the sheets. She would have loved to know what he was dreaming about. Hardly hesitating a moment, the horny vixen took the sheets and gently pulled them to the foot of the bed. Her father was naked, his body lean and hairy. The gigantic hard-on thrust out of his cock fur, quivering obscenely over his stomach. Looking at her daddy's cock, Tammy felt her pussy burning uncontrollably. Then a lewd smile made her face shine with desire. Well, this would be worth getting grounded for. Her daddy was about to get fucked! Swiftly the stacked teen pulled off the nightie, leaving herself naked. She climbed onto the bed, being careful not, to disturb her dad. Then she straddled him as he lay on his back, planting her knees on the mattress to either side of his hips. Reaching between her sleek thighs, Tammy grasped his pulsing hard-on and directed the spongy knob to the hairy slit of her cunt.