William Taylor: Billy_s horny mom

As the excited father climbed onto the bed and slid his prick back and forth in her sweaty asscrack, time seemed to flow backwards, and he momentarily relived a long-suppressed period of his youth.

"Ohhh, Jeez," he groaned, grabbing his cock and rubbing its knob over the wet mouth of her cunt until it was dripping with her juice. Then he placed it on the pouting, quivering center of her bung. The heat from the smooth, slick dimple excited him with thoughts of how much more heat he would find inside.

The horny father hadn't intended to fuck his own daughter, let alone bugger her, but he wasn't able to stop now. He held his breath as he kept up a steady pressure with his hips while his fist gripped his cockshaft. Slowly, the sloping head of his knob stretched Sue's elastic ring wide enough to admit it. Her smooth, slippery bung slid over his cockhead and tightened behind it and Mark groaned.

Believing that he was fucking his daughter's virgin asshole really excited him, and he hunched and sank half of his shaft in her wet, tender depths. She was tight, and he felt the rubbery ring of her bung snapping around his cock as he backed out a few inches and then slithered all the way inside.

"Uhhh," Sue groaned in her sleep, and began to squirm her hips.

Her father groaned along with her, and one hand left her hip to reach into her pussy. He fingered her soft, soaking folds, and rubbed her clit, and Sue whined and mumbled and hunched back at his cock. Soon, he was smacking the round cheeks of her rippling ass and his balls were slapping and flopping from her thighs to the drooling mouth of her pussy.

He listened to the slurping, sucking sounds of his incestuous buggering and felt her hot silken bowels massaging him unmercifully. Her strong ass-muscles grasped and tugged his fat prick as she rocked back to meet his greasy thrusts. Sue groaned and mumbled again as her father's eager buggering churned her bowels. His cock zipped in and out of the small hole between her plump buttcheeks, making them shake like jelly, and he could feel a sticky foam building up around her hung as it was turned in and out.

"Ahhhh," Mark groaned as the smooth, rippling walls of his daughter's ass tunnel closed in on him. He slowed his fucking and soaked in her wet heat. Her warm, spongy buns nestled nicely against his hairy belly, and he took time to roll her clit around.

Sue mumbled a few incoherent words and began to move, sliding her welcoming asshole back and forth on her father's rampant cock. Mark gasped as his daughter's quivering buns bounced off his belly and her cock-crammed bowels began to clutch and squeeze him.

His balls ached and drew up, feeling heavier than he could remember them ever feeling before. His swollen knob burned with a fierce fire and then expanded. Mark gasped and slammed it in to the hilt and felt her rubbery ring clamp around his hairy base.

"Ughh! Aghhh! Uhhhhh…" Mark grunted with each forceful jet of boiling jism. He hunched and groaned again and again, dumping an enormous quantity of cum into his daughter's contracting asshole.

The hot rush of cum overflowed Sue's tightly-locked bung lips and coated Mark's balls, and the deeply-impaled teenager's cunt began to spasm from the dual torment of asshole and clit.

"Unghhh, ahhh-h-h-h-h!" Sue cried, climaxing strongly. She woke up to find a squirting cock buried in her ass and a finger flicking her throbbing clit, and groaned contentedly.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me harder! Give it to me!"

Mark could smell his daughter's jacked-up cunt and well-fucked asshole, and the mingled odors excited him more than can be imagined. He laughed with the sheer pleasure of cumming in his sexy daughter's suctioning ass and kept fucking her cum-flooded hole. His quickly sliding cock made loud sloshing sounds as he whipped his own jism around, and as his drained prick slowly dwindled in size, Sue came fully awake.

She turned her head, thinking to kill Billy, when Mark pulled free with a soft, liquid slurp. A shocked expression froze on her pretty face.

"MOM!" she cried.

Mark didn't know how long he and his daughter stared at each other before the door was flung open and the light switched on.

"MARK!" Jane screamed, faced with Sue's cum-dripping asshole and her husband's flaccid, shit-stained prick.

"Oh, my God!" Mark groaned in a low voice. How could he hope to explain this? Caught almost in the act of buggering his own daughter! An incestuous ass-fuck with his virginal daughter!

"Oh, God, Mark! How could you?" Jane whispered, leaning against the wall.

"Oh, Mom, cut it out!" Sue cried, hugging her white-faced father. "I liked it! Now Mom loves me just like you do! If you can make me elm, and Billy can make me cum, why can't Mom?"

As Mark's jaw dropped, Jane's expression softened. Who was she to judge her husband? He was no worse than she was.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" Mark stammered, looking at his daughter.

"You might as well know," Jane said. "Sue and I – and a neighbor boy – have been fucking each other. None of us meant it to happen, but it did."

Sue giggled. "Billy and I meant it to happen, Mom!"

"I can't believe it!" Mark gasped. "You… you should be ashamed of yourselves! You, especially."

"Me!" Jane exclaimed. "With your daughter's shit smeared all over your cock, you dare say I should be ashamed!"

"Uh… well," Mark muttered, the tension easing from him.

"Is that the sum total of your explanation?" Jane asked dryly. "If it is, go and get cleaned up and we'll discuss this calmly in the morning. I don't know about you, but Sue and I have had a busy day, and we need our sleep."

Sue giggled. "Yeah, Mom, real tiring. Mom's pussy is tired, and so's her asshole. And so's mine."

"Uh, where shall I sleep, tonight?" Mark asked, rising. "On the couch?"

"You can sleep with me," Jane said. "But sleep is all. I'm worn out!"

The next morning Jane and Mark had along talk before Sue awoke and they continued it later with her. Since Jane's sexual awakening by Sue and Billy, most of the problems she and Mark had been experiencing were no longer relevant.

"Your mother and I have decided to get back together," Mark told his daughter at the breakfast table.

"That's great!" Sue cried, clapping her hands.

"Yes and we have you to thank for it," Jane said. "I see now that most of the trouble we had was my fault. I wasn't willing to give, to bend a little to keep Mark happy."

"It wasn't all you," Mark said generously, "I could have been more patient and understanding, and a lot less demanding." He and Jane smiled at each other.

"But Jane's got to give up Billy now that I'm home," Mark said. "And I want her to give you up, too." He looked at his wife. "We're enough for each other, right?"

Jane looked worried. She looked at her daughter, then at her husband. "I… I don't know, Mark. I love you, but I also love Sue. It's a different love, that's all. Now that I know making it with me won't warp her, I'd really hate to give it up. Truthfully, I don't even know if I can."

"Hey," Sue cried. "I don't want Mom to stop loving me! Or you either, Mom! Why can't we all love each other, huh? I share Mom with you, you share her with me, we all share each other, you know?"

"Jeez, I don't know," Mark said slowly. "This is all too much for me. What am I supposed to do when you and Sue are making out like a couple of lezzies, huh?"

"Well, if you used your imagination, you could jump in and join us!" Jane said.

Mark looked at his daughter. "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Probably because you're still trying to live by old standards that you really don't believe in. You've just been told by so many people for so long a time that their way is the only way, that you've become conditioned. Listen, did you live by those old standards when you fucked Sue's ass. Like hell! You just did what felt good. Didn't you?" Mark nodded. "Well, why can't you live like that all the time?"