Tom Allison: Naughty,naughty family

"Haaaarder!" Cynthia slid her hands down his waist, shuddering as she clawed his ass and pulled the ass cheeks in time with his fuck thrusts. "Oh, Dave, that feels so Goddamn goooood! Awww shit, your cock is huge! Fuck me harder now, as hard as you can!"

The harder he fucked her, the more her tits quivered, and tighter her wet, hairy pussy sucked his prick. Dave panted like a horny dog and started to fuck Cynthia's pussy as hard as he could.

Almost as hard as Cynthia had ever been fucked in her life. His youthful energy drove him to fuck his burning, oozing hard-on furiously into her pussy, until Cynthia thought his cockhead was piercing her belly. Her ass cheeks bounced painfully on the floor as he fucked her; their bellies slapped sweatily together as they fucked wildly.

"Cumming!" Cynthia gasped suddenly. She grimaced luridly and arched nearly a foot off the floor as spasms overwhelmed her, forcing her lover to bury his cock in her throbbing cunt. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt! Yes oh Jesus I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"

Dave felt contractions flood through her pussy, forcing her cunt muscles to clasp tightly around his rock-hard cock. The inexperienced boy couldn't take the pressure. He came at the same time she did, nearly shrieking as his stiff, twitching cock gushed long spurts of cum into the big-titted woman's gurgling, sucking pussy.

Cynthia groaned in ecstasy as she felt his big cock shooting its load of cum inside her, spraying the inner walls of her pussy with hot, salty jism. She'd finally done it, she thought guiltily. She'd finally fucked a teenager, and she knew that she'd have to do it again now that she'd started.

At least boys like Dave might keep her mind off of her own son.

In his new apartment on the other side of town, Cynthia's ex-husband Ted was having a problem similar to his former wife's. He was dying to fuck Felicia, their daughter.

She was a slim, exceptionally pretty girl, with mouthwatering legs and ass, and a full pair of tits that promised to grow nearly as large as her mother's when she was older. The opposite sex already appreciated Felicia, which made Ted feel proud as a father. She had naturally wavy brown hair that she wore in a long ponytail, and her face was truly beautiful, with her ripe pouting lips and wide blue eyes.

Ted had wanted to fuck his daughter, but now that they lived alone in the apartment his desires were growing out of control. It seemed that she was always running around half-naked, dressed in a sheer, ass length negligee at breakfast, or running around the apartment with just a towel draped around her tits after taking a shower.

It was now nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, and Ted, had taken a break from work to pick up some clothes. He thought of his daughter as his sedan rolled down the treelined suburban boulevard, rubbing his painfully swollen cock through his dress slacks.

She was such a gorgeous piece of ass. Just this morning he'd passed Felicia's room on his way to the bathroom, and her door had been wide open. There his daughter had been, fast asleep on her back, with her legs bunched up and her nightie crumpled around her waist. For a fleeting second he'd seen her gorgeous ass cheeks, and the pouting lips of her brown haired pussy between her legs.

"I can't take it," Ted muttered as he drove. "I just don't know how much more of this I can stand."

He pulled into the gravel drive of a tiny cottage sandwiched between a restaurant and an auto parts store in a commercial district. Inside lived Mrs. Benson, a fat, frumpy woman in her middle forties who worked as a seamstress to supplement her Social Security income.

Imagine having to pay for this sort of shit, Ted thought, as he kicked the car door shut and walked up the path to the front door. But that was the price one paid for being divorced; he had to pay someone for a simple task like mending his clothes.

But when the door opened, Ted immediately wished he'd started coming here years ago. Standing before him was a simply gorgeous girl in her late teens, dressed in a red jersey and – Ted's cock stiffened – a flower-print bikini bottom, revealing a pair of long tanned legs and stretching across her luscious ass.

"Can I help you?" the girl asked.

Ted was too busy staring to answer right away. She had long straight black hair that hung well past her shoulders and a pair of blue eyes that were nearly as big and pretty as his daughter's. A homecoming princess, Ted thought, and he suppressed the violent urge to rip off her bikini bottom, throw her onto the floor and ram his cock up her pretty teenage cunt.

"Mister?"

"Uh… yeah, yes you can," Ted stammered. "My name's Ted Perrine. I'm here to pick up some sewing from Mrs. Benson. Is she here?"

The girl smiled and gestured him inside.

"No, but I'm her daughter. Wait a second and I'll get you the clothes."

She left Ted in the front room and sashayed down the hall, making his hard-on throb and ache as he watched her heart-shaped ass wiggle under the bikini. A second later she was back with a loose bundle of freshly mended suit coats and slacks.

"That's four dollars and fifty cents. I hope you've got some change. I don't have any."

"That's okay." Ted handed her a five-dollar bill and grinned broadly. "You can keep it. What's your name?"

"Toni," the girl replied, and smiled back at him. There was something more than mere politeness in her expression now, and Ted hoped it meant that she was attracted to him.

"Well, you're a very pretty girl, Toni," he said. "It's hard to believe… well, that your Mrs. Benson's daughter, you're so attractive."

"Why, thank you!"

Toni was apparently flustered enough by the complement to drop one of his coats. Handing him the bundle, she automatically stopped to retrieve it. As she did, her skimpy bikini bottom stretched across her ass cheeks, until Ted could see her jet-black pussy curls peeking out from under the panty crotch.

Toni realized she'd exposed herself and flushed as she rose upright, covering her pussy daintily with her hand. Ted was now so horny that he could hardly see straight.

"Sorry about that," she said.

"Sorry? Sorry about what?"

Toni's blush deepened. "Well, you know. I really should have put on more clothes to meet a customer."

"But why do you say that, Toni? What makes you think I don't like looking at your pussy?"

The obscene word was out before he could stop himself, and Ted realized he'd reached the point of no return. Toni gasped and flushed scarlet. She lowered her eyes and for the first time noticed the big, stiff cock jutting out of his pants.

"Mr. Perrine!"

"What's wrong with saying that, Toni?" Ted asked, moving closer. "You have a very nice pussy. It's very hairy, and I'll bet it's very tight, too. Do you see my hard-on? That's what I get from looking at your cunt!"

Toni backed away from him with a fearful expression, but he could see her fat nipples stiffening under the jersey. Ted strode towards her and embraced her hornily, thrusting his hands under her bikini bottoms to cup and mold the naked cheeks of her gorgeous ass.

"No, Mr. Perrine!" Toni yelped. "You don't know what you're doing to me!"

"Yes, I do, Toni," Ted hissed. "I want to lick your pussy, my little darling. I want to lick your hot, hairy cunt and make it cum!"

He embraced her lewdly, pawing her rounded tits through the jersey and planting wet kisses on her neck and ears which made her shiver. Then he half-guided, half-wrestled her to the floor. Toni moaned and did nothing to stop him as he grabbed her bikini bottom and pulled it from her body, exposing her bare, succulent ass cheeks and the hairy triangle of her cunt.

Her pussy was fleecy and the slit was pink and very small; Ted's cock pulsed violently at the thought of fucking such a tight teenage cunt. He was happy to see how wet her pussy appeared, how the pouting cuntlips were swollen with lust. This gorgeous teenage vixen was ripe for a good sucking.