Tom Allison - Naughty,naughty family

Randy panted around her stiff nipple and fucked his cock into her pussy deep and fast. Together, the incestuous lovers nearly broke the bed with the fury of their fucking. Within minutes Cynthia felt the pre-cum heat boiling deep inside her pussy; her asshole and cunt throbbed in unison, making the velvety cunt sheath suck around her son's fucking prick.

"Cumming, Randy!" she gasped. "Fuck me now, harder, faster! Ram your dick up my belly! Ungghh! Oh fuck, my pussy's burning! I'm cuming, I'm cummmmiiiiinnnnggg!"

Her cum ripped through her loins with tremendous force, draining her body completely. Randy gasped, released her tit and fucked his cock all the way up his mother's fuck tunnel.

The white cum gushed out of his cockhead, filling her pussy full of his cream. Cynthia shrieked and humped her ass faster than ever, using her tight pussy to drain the spurting cum load out of her son's big prick.

Then she was off his cock, off the bed, and out of the room before the last drops had finished oozing from the tip of Randy's prick. Her son called after her, but Cynthia paid no attention.

The heat of lust was behind her; she felt horribly ashamed of what she'd done. How could she have been so sinful? Cynthia was crying miserably. How could she have allowed herself to fuck her teenage son?

The day after her father had fucked her, Felicia had a hard time in school. She'd always been an honor student, interested in her lessons and her teachers, but it seemed she just couldn't concentrate.

All she could think of was how horny she felt, how her pussy was hot for another good fuck. As her teachers droned on about everything from the Constitution to Greek history, the teenage nymph wriggled her ass in frustration in her chairs, fantasizing about her dad's huge spurting cock.

She usually chatted with Mr. Bartholomew after her last period class, but today she left without saying a word to anyone, hurrying home to jack off. It was three o'clock, and she wondered how long it would be before her father returned from work. How many times would she fingerfuck herself before he walked in the door and she took his prick out of his pants?

But Felicia was to get fucked hours before she expected. A car slowed to an idle as she rushed up Penny Avenue on her way home.

"Hi, there, Felicia! Want a lift?"

Feeling slightly dazed by her lust, the shapely teenager looked through the passenger window. Smiling at her was Chet Gardner, a bachelor in his mid-thirties who lived close to Felicia's old house across town. Felicia knew him just well enough to recognize his face, having exchanged pleasantries with him off and on over the years.

"Hi, Mr. Gardner. What're you doing over here?"

"I had to pick up some papers." Gardner threw open the passenger door and patted the seat beside him. "Hop in, Felicia. I'll give you a lift. You and your dad live in an apartment complex now, right?"

Felicia nodded as she got into the car, and the two chatted aimlessly as they drove to her apartment building. As he pulled next to the curb in front of it, Gardner mentioned that it was a hot day and he was thirsty. Felicia didn't think twice about inviting him inside, though she wanted privacy so she could fingerfuck.

In her apartment, she returned to find that Gardner was already sitting on the living room couch.

"Here you go," she said, handing him the glass and sitting next to him. "I hope it's not too warm. I don't think the pipes in this building are insulated that well."

Gardner took a long swallow and smiled at her. "It's fine. You've got a very nice place here with your father."

Felicia shrugged. "Oh, I guess it's okay. Thank you for saying that, though."

"You deserve the best, Felicia. You're a very pretty girl."

"Why thank you, Mr. Gardner!"

"A very sexy girl too. You're getting pretty big, Felicia. How old are you now? You must get asked out on lots of dates."

Felicia shrugged and smiled at him a little shyly. She was still too innocent to understand what he was driving at.

"I hope you're careful when you go out, Felicia. Boys your age usually have only one thing on their dirty little minds."

Felicia was momentarily tempted to tell him how she'd been initiated into the joys of fucking by her father, but quickly decided against it. "Oh, I know how to watch out for myself, Mr. Gardner."

"But they might try to touch you, Felicia. Like this."

Felicia wore a pair of tight faded jeans and a cotton t-shirt that stretched to cover her tits. Lightly Gardner placed his hand on her thigh and squeezed gently.

"Mr. Gardner!" Felicia giggled and batted his hand away. "Don't touch me like that!"

"But boys will touch you like that, Felicia. You have to know how to protect yourself from boys."

He put his hand back onto her thigh and moved it upwards. Felicia watched in shock as his fingers moved towards her crotch. For the first time she glanced at the front of his pants and was surprised to see an enormous hard-on stretching his slacks.

Then Gardner realized what he was doing, and he seemed suddenly embarrassed by his actions. "I'm sorry I… please don't tell your father I touched you like that, Felicia. I know it was wrong of me. I guess I've always found you an exceptionally attractive girl."

"I'll say you find me attractive!" Felicia blurted. "God, look at that big hard-on in your pants!"

Gardner gasped at her boldness and stared down at his throbbing cock bulge. All at once Felicia knew she was dying to fuck him. She'd intended to jack off until her father's return, but nothing could take the place of a big fucking cock in her pussy.

"I'm… oh God, this is embarrassing!" Gardner squirmed away from her. "I'm sorry, Felicia, I lost control of myself! Please don't tell your father!"

"Mr. Gardner, would you do something for me?"

"What's that?"

"Let me suck your dick!"

Gardner gaped at her in stupefaction. Licking her lips, Felicia slid off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of the couch. Then she slid her hands up his thighs, caressed his stiff cock through his slacks and deftly pulled down his zipper.

"Now… now wait a second here, Felicia," Gardner said, glancing nervously around the apartment. "I don't know if you realize… oh, God!"

She pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, freeing his naked, throbbing prick. His cock was a big one, fat and swollen, seamed by a thick vein that flared out at the crown into an enormous, rosy prick-knob. Whimpering with lust, Felicia wrapped her little hand around the shaft of his prick and started to jack his cock hard.

"Felicia! Oh, Christ!"

"Don't be worried, Mr. Gardner! I won't tell anyone!" Felicia's hand raced in a blur up and down the stalk of his cock meat, well practiced after giving so many hand jobs for her father. "I want to give you a blow job! Your cock is so big and hard. I really want to suck on it a lot!"

Gardner moaned and said nothing. Pushing her fist to the base of his cock, Felicia extended her tongue and flattened it on the pulsing, spongy prickhead. His cock tasted delicious, salty and musky as only cock meat could be.

Felicia teased his hard-on by licking the tip for several seconds, simultaneously squeezing and milking the base. A thick blab of jism oozed from the piss hole. She caught it on her tongue and giggled as she sucked it into her mouth.

"Doesn't that feel good, Mr. Gardner? Don't you want me to give this big fat cock a good sucking?"

Gardner nodded silently and pushed his hand behind her head, cupping the back of her neck needfully. Felicia took a deep breath and dropped her head onto his lap. She made a lewd gurgling sound as she stuffed the meaty inches of his prick down her throat.

Her father had licked her cunt and fucked her pussy, but Felicia could never get enough of sucking his cock. She felt as if she had a special craving for his prick all the time, as if the vague uneasiness she often felt could only be satisfied with a long stiff cock spurting cum down her throat. Most of all she wanted to suck her dad's cock now, but Gardner's would do as a substitute.