Jack Grant - Making Daddy

"Aaaggghhh! Ooooohhhh, mmmm!!"

"I can't get in!"

"Push harder! Christ, I can feel you on my cock!"

"Shit, it's so slippery-so fucking hot and wet-"

"Aaaaaahhhh, yyyeeesss…" Francie closed her eyes and bit her lip. A new orgasm was building in her guts as she thought about the twin probes in her vagina and felt the hard pressure as her brother tried to squeeze in beside the other boy's prick. But Francie was too tight and Drew was too big-Jack couldn't force into the cunt. Swearing, he pulled back and sat panting while he watched the other boy screw into the depths of her cunt.

Drew felt the warning pressure in his balls and he began to fuck out his need. He slammed his cock into the wet, sucking hole, slapped his balls hard against the rough, curled hair of her twat. He watched her big tits bounce and bobble on her ribs and saw the grimace on her face as her pleasure erupted.

"Here it comes, baby; here comes my hot load of firewater!" And it did.

The ejaculation blew like a boiler, spurting the steamy semen out of the hose and into the black wet pit of her throbbing pussy.

Francie came, too, another violent rush of heat and juice that filled her and mingled with the boy's load of love juice. She felt him pull at her crotch hairs, heard his body smack wetly to hers, felt the heat radiate through her. And still he was rock-hard and fucking furiously.

His cock refused to go down. He was good for all night!

Abruptly, Drew jerked his still-swollen cock out of her body. She looked at him and started to protest, but he grinned quickly. "Roll over baby." He shoved at her and forced her onto her belly. His hands pulled her buttocks, and his finger traced a path down the crevice and stopped at her asshole.

"What do you say, Jack, want to try this?" His finger poked lightly at the tight sphincter of her rectum.

"Christ, I'll never get in!"

"Sure, you will. Get some of her cunt juice on your cock." He pulled at Francie's hips and raised her to her knees over the pillow. His hand went to her cunt, sloshed in the thick fluid that was dripping from her. "Here, have some." He rubbed the slime on the other boy's cock.

"Christ-"

Drew laughed and moved back out of Jack's way. "Go to it, man-you'll never be the same!"

Jack poised over his sister's ass, his prick slippery and hot, aimed at her tight asshole. The tip touched, and the dry skin of her rump burned at his throbbing tool. He shoved it against the hole, felt pressure similar to when he had tried to enter her cunt with Drew. Her rectum was sealed tight.

Drew leaned over and got his hand under Francie's chest, finding a breast and mauling it lightly. "Relax, doll, take a few deep breaths through your mouth… let old Jack in your back gate. Yeah… that's right… shove it up her ass, Jack."

Jack pressed again and felt the tight muscle give, tighten, then give again as Francie breathed deeply. Then he was in. The tight tunnel closed around him again, squeezing the cockhead like an orange for juice. His balls went into high production of fuck juice, his loins arched, he shoved hard into her. Then it was too much. The hot tunnel drew his load almost instantly. It was like a huge, hungry vacuum cleaner sucking up anything in its path. He felt the hot spurt, the quick grab of her muscles, and he shot off. His semen spurted into the narrow, dry passage and in a moment it was lathered wetly and bubbling over.

Francie whimpered, stuffed her hand in her mouth and cut off the scream that built in her throat. The pain was wild, but the pleasure was wilder. The hot, spurting semen in her asshole fused with the heat of her belly and she experienced another orgasm, different from the others yet basically the same satiating delight of all of them. She panted and gasped for air.

Jack climbed off, sweating and limp with the explosion that had taken him so quickly. Man, that was something. He grinned at Drew. The other boy winked and began to fondle his cock, which was still hard.

"What say we all have another beer and then we can get down to some serious fun!"

Francie looked at him, then at her brother. Peering up from the pillow in which her face was buried, she looked comical. Jack began to laugh.

"What do you say, Sis? Game for more?" he asked.

Francie hesitated. Then she grinned widely. "You'd better believe it!

Give me two beers and I'll take both of you on at the same time-all you can give!!"

Drew laughed and climbed off the bed for the beers.

Kevin turned the car into the driveway, still angry and swearing softly. He'd driven all the fucking way up to Meritsville and that little bitch Jean was nowhere to be found. He'd told her he'd be back-almost promised. What the hell did she expect from him? She could've waited a few hours to find out if he'd show. No, the dumb little broad had such goddamn hot pants she couldn't sit alone for a few hours.

Right now she was probably in the back seat of some car with one of her local boy friends. Jeez, he got mad all over again just thinking about the time he'd wasted running after her. She was just a piece of tail; he could do without her. There were plenty of other girls who'd be anxious to make him happy…

He snapped off the lights and ignition and sat in the dark car for several minutes. It was still early; he should've gone out looking for some action. The trouble was… this isolated lake area wasn't exactly a swinging community. Mostly private parties.

Private parties… what was it Drew had said about a party at an empty cabin down the road? Yeah… he'd said they were having one tonight and invited his brother along. Kevin had only half-listened since he'd been full of his own party plans with Jean. But now, he was at loose ends. Maybe Drew's party might be fun. He tried to recall if his brother had given him any details about the party, but it was all very vague. Something about some kids down the lake.

Hell, it would probably be a very dull minor beer bust, but it would beat sitting around the cabin with nothing to do. Unless… no, that was suicide. He had to steer clear of Jodi. God! What a surprise she had given him this afternoon in the boat. A nine-year-old kid-his own sister-wow! But as much as he liked the idea of playing around with her again, he didn't dare go anywhere near her… unless he could get her far away from his folks and any chance of being caught. God, his father would kill him if he knew!

He got out of the car and walked slowly up the drive. He wasn't exactly sure where the cabin was that Drew had mentioned, but he had a general idea. He figured he'd be able to find it. If not, the walk might cool him off. He was still plenty damned mad about Jean.

In the house, Jodi woke when the headlights of the car flashed across the bedroom window. She was instantly awake, aware that she was alone in the room. When had she fallen asleep? She had planned to watch Robin, follow her if she left to pursue her seduction of their father.

But she had conked out, and Robin was gone.

She climbed out of bed and walked lightly to the window. The car headlights had gone off, but she could see the figure sitting behind the wheel in the gloom. Not her mother… Kevin then. He was back.

Jodi peered at the tiny illuminated dial of the clock on the dresser.

It was early, only eleven. She smiled to herself. That had to mean that Kevin hadn't found that girl-the one from the woods he'd tried to make the date with. He was back far too early for a night with her.

Jodi pressed her fists to her belly. Mmmmm, if Kevin hadn't found his girl, he'd be hot and hard for wanting her. Jodi thought about the wonderful hour she'd spent with her brother out in the boat this afternoon. The taste of sex that she'd had whetted her appetite for more. Already she was getting horny, her thighs dampening as love-juice began to trickle from her cunt. Maybe, if she went out to Kevin, maybe he'd fuck her again. Ohhhhh, her belly ached from thinking about it.