Jack Grant - Making Daddy

At the side of the room, Robin and Jodi were getting impatient. They had come here to have fun of their own, not just to watch Francie perform. Robin glanced at her sister, and with unspoken agreement, the two sisters began to take off their own shorts and shirts. Let Francie get the boys excited, that was okay. As long as the two of them could get into the action quickly. Jodi nudged her sister and pointed at Kevin's crotch. Robin saw the obvious hard-on forming under the taut cloth of her brother's slacks. His cock was bulging and straining against the seams of the pants. Robin licked her lips and felt the quick ooze of wetness between her thighs. Seeing Kevin's hard-on quickened the excitement that had begun with Francie's dance. Robin quickly got off her shorts and shirt. She bent over and yanked off the tennis shoes. Stark-naked, she stood watching her brother and breathing very hard. It was like the night before, even more thrilling, because there was no doubt about her getting what she wanted. Robin moved up behind her brother and sat beside him, her hand on his thigh.

Kevin barely glanced at her. Francie's dance had become a visual lust.

Her mouth was open and she was breathing heavily. Her hands were roaming all over her body, touching, exposing. She bent forward, turning her ass toward her audience. Her hands crept between her legs, fingers feeling erotic places. She leaned farther down, and her huge tits swayed along her arms. The room was filled with the music and the sound of the girl's harsh breathing.

Kevin gaped and his own breath was a strangled sound in his throat.

Robin looked at him, then moved her hand along his thigh and to his crotch. Her fingers curled over the high mound of turgid flesh, grasping its solid length and trying to free it from its prison of cloth. Kevin moaned softly. Robin smiled and used her other hand to work down the zipper of his pants, then inserted her hand inside the opening. Kevin's body was warm and hairy. It was Robin's turn to gasp.

He felt so big. She had the end of his prick in her hand now, and it was pushing hard against her palm. She forgot about the girl who was dancing. She forgot everything but the wonder of the thing she held.

She undid the pants the rest of the way and laid open the trousers.

The cock was so incredibly long. It was thick and hard, but the foreskin was still covering the head, a tight noose of skin closed over the large bulge. Robin stared. Her throat was very dry for a moment, then suddenly her saliva began to flow as though she were viewing a tempting ice-cream cone on a hot day. Her mouth was watering for this cone… She bent her head and took the cock to her lips. Warm… smooth… silky… hard… She pressed her mouth around it, felt the quick surge of the head. The foreskin slid with her pressing lips and the blood-filled tip of the organ shot from the trap of skin and onto Robin's tongue. She moaned, sighed and began to suck him.

Kevin felt the new delight but was not instantly aware of what was happening. He was too enthralled watching Francie's dance, his mind translated physical touch at his crotch to the same image. Francie was naked now, and she lowered her body backward into a deep bend. Her legs were apart, feet wide to balance her. She had turned to face the boys now, and her golden crotch was a gleaming, flittering morsel before them. Her crotch was spread wide, the red lips clearly visible, a dark shadow between them hinting at the canyon of her womanhood beyond. All three boys were entranced with the sight. They could actually see her cunt juice dribble and wet her body.

Jack moved first. He crawled forward, almost falling to his hands and knees from his cross-legged sitting position. He moved between Francie's legs and pressed his face to her crotch. He began to lick and suck at his sister's cunt with a desperate and wild fury. While he did, he fumbled with his jeans, unsnapping them and trying to get them off without stopping his love-licking at her pussy.

Francie moaned, teetered slightly, then regained her balance. She was gasping air into her tortured lungs. She was very hot. She had fanned her own flames of desire with the dance she had done. Now, Jack was eating her cunt-and she was going crazy!

Watching all of them, Jodi felt the pressures rise in her belly. She followed her sister's lead and crossed behind her other brother, Drew.

She knelt in back of him, reached forward and found his zippered fly.

She had it undone in a second, and her hands were hot and groping at his naked cock. He turned, grinned at her, moved back and dragged her to the floor with him. He got her turned so they were in the sixty-nine position, and he shoved his cock toward her face as he spread her legs to accept his tongue. In moments they were lost in the ecstasy of each other's love juices. Jodi felt her passion grow and her body tighten.

Ohhhhh, he was so good! His tongue speared deep into her cunt, rimmed the entire thick gateway opening, tickling her clitoris and sending shivers of pleasure through her. She was very hot now… very hot…

Then, quite suddenly and without warning, she came. The huge wave of erupting orgasm sprayed through her and touched every inch of her body, yet her mouth never broke its sucking beat on the delightful, hard cock. It was as though the driving force in her mouth were the trigger for the jolting shock in her belly.

Drew felt the quick spurt of her juices and he gulped quickly to catch them all with his lapping tongue. The little bitch had come! The idea delighted him. She was something, this kid sister of his. He licked the smooth mound surrounding her cunt. God, she was tasty and sweet! He lifted her leg higher, pressed his face between her thin thighs, running his tongue deep in the crevice of her buttocks. She whimpered but kept right on cock-sucking. Drew felt the hard pressure building in his balls. His tongue found the tiny tight pucker of her asshole and probed at it. She made a small sound then, and her body quivered in his grip. He forced his tongue to her asshole again, rimming it as hard as he could and trying to dig into the tight rosebud. Her thighs clamped on his head like a vise. For a second, his breath was cut off as his nose and mouth crammed against her young, fleshy rump. Then he grinned and shoved his tongue harder… hard enough to force it slightly into the sphincter. Jodi moaned and almost sank her teeth into his cock.

With effort, he pulled away and turned her body. He raised her to her knees, grabbed a pillow from the couch and stuffed it under her upended belly. Then he leaned over and told her what he was going to do.

"I'm gonna fuck your asshole, baby!"

Jodi could scarcely believe her ears. She felt her brother's hot breath on her neck as he whispered the words to her. Then he was backing up, his hands were pulling her buttocks apart, his cock was pressing hard against the tight muscle of her asshole. She took a deep breath and felt the instant insertion of the hot tip of his big prick in her tight hole. She opened her mouth to cry out, but he pushed harder, and she sucked air deeply again. His cock forced its way inside her body.

That night Kevin had said something about her being fucked in the asshole. She recalled the words now, but she had never given it any more thought… until now… My god… he was in her asshole! He was so hard and so long, shoving and pushing into her… she felt the hard pressure force her organs aside, probe a new path of lust. Her uterus seemed impaled on the spearing end of the flaming cock. She was so hot she could barely breathe. Her breath was a tight ring of fire in her throat. Drew fucked in and out gently in the hot, hugging tunnel.

He felt his own need reach explosion level. He grunted, and pushed deep into the tight pit… exploded with a force that surprised both of them.