Jack Grant - Making Daddy

"Aaaaggghhh!"

Jodi felt it, and it set off her own second climax. The rushing tide of lava that spurted from her brother's cock filled her asshole, but her uterus responded as though the cock were in her cunt. The orgasm made her moan and cry with delight.

"Yeesss… oohhh… aaaaahhhhhh!!"

Kevin had become aware of his sister at his side, her mouth on his fucking prick. He was so damned hot from all he'd seen and all the loving the kid had been lavishing on him, that he was ready to come. He grabbed Robin and was delighted to discover she was stark-naked. With a grin, he pulled her around and onto his lap, cunt down and onto his jutting cock. Her eyes opened wide with shock and pleasure as he sank his swollen, throbbing prick into the pit of her child cunt. God! She was tight and hot and wet… just like Jodi when he had taken her in the boat… but there was no cherry to pop. He didn't care… she was still hot stuff. He slammed her the rest of the way down and his cock buried itself in her pussy. He felt her smooth pubic mound against his crotch hair, felt his balls slap on her young round ass. He grabbed her hips and began to bounce her up and down on him, skewering the swollen prick deep into her cunt with each thrust. She liked it. He could see the wild passion building in her eyes. She liked it very much… and her hot little twat was going to send him off in a second…

Robin felt the hard stab of the column of flesh as it plunged into cunt. It hit the farthest reaches of her tiny cunt, poked against the thick muscle wall, pushed it out of shape. He pounded her onto his shaft again, and this time she felt the sting of erotic pain as the inner muscle leading to her uterus was forced open by the cock-tip. It set her on fire, erupting her passion in a moment of furious lust.

"I-I'mmmm cooommiinngg!" She no longer needed his hands to guide her hips. She slammed her body to him, forcing him far into her cunt, forcing the power of her clutching cunt to suck out his orgasm. He gasped and bit his lip.

"Oooowwww, babbyyy, ride it! I'm coommiinngg tooo!" He felt the quick lashing thrust of his ejaculation as it spewed into her.

Francie had not been able to stand the mounting pressure of her lust and she had collapsed to the floor and grabbed for her brother. His hot, lapping tongue had excited her beyond reason and now she wanted fulfillment. He had gotten his pants off and now she quickly helped him discard his T-shirt. She grabbed his cock then, bending over him. She dragged her tits over his belly and sex organs, was rewarded with the quick completion of his erection. She grabbed her own tits, laid the hard cock between them, squeezed them together. She could feel the heavy pulse of his body beating in time with her own.

"Christ, Francie-lie back!"

She did as he wanted, but pulled him with her, holding the cock and immediately putting it between her tits again. He straddled her waist and let his balls hang lightly to her belly. The touch seemed to burn both of them. Francie craned her neck and tried to touch her tongue to the gleaming red tip of the organ. He helped her by shoving forward.

But it only excited them more. She took his cock in her mouth then, sucking it hard and fast with greedy, eager motions. In moments he knew he had to have his sister's cunt. He was too hot not to and she was too hot to deny him.

He inserted his throbbing, heavy prick in her cunt in a quick, accomplished motion. Instantly, their bodies came together in pursuit of the hot need they both felt. He watched her bouncing tits continue the dance she had started earlier, but he kept his own rhythm in her body. She was good… damned good… a hell of a lot of cunt, wild and wet… hot and hurrying yeah…

"Here it comes, Sister…"

"Give it to me, Brother… I want all you've got! Fuck me… FUCK

Me!"

They met in mutual orgasm then, heady, huge waves that engulfed their youthful bodies and drained their lust. They fucked hard and furiously until they knew they had both given and taken each other to the fullest. When Jack finally stopped and fell across his sister's naked body in temporary exhaustion, the room was quiet.

A moment later the six kids looked at each other. They had moved into a quick, natural kind of loving lust, and each had gotten the first fun of the evening. The first climaxes had taken the desperate edges of need off, or at least slightly dulled them, and now they could settle back and move at a more leisurely pace.

Jack grinned at them. " 'Bout time for a beer; what do you say?"

"I'll drink to that!" Drew said, slapping Jodi's little ass. "And bring a Coke for my friend here-she's too young to drink!"

They all laughed then, and Jack padded naked and barefoot to the kitchen for the cold drinks.

Late Saturday afternoon Stan Hawley drove back up to the lake cabin.

He'd spent four days alone in the city house, thinking and sweating out his problem. He had left that morning before Robin was up so he wouldn't have to face her, look at her after what he had done the night before.

In the four days of hard thinking, Stan had come to several conclusions. First, he had thoroughly enjoyed the sex session with his ten-year-old daughter. The first guilt and remorse gave way to analysis and rationalization. He had decided that it was a natural attraction.

He loved the child, and when she came to him that way, his instincts had turned his love to natural desire. He had wanted her and he had taken her. He no longer felt guilty about it. He could not change what had happened. He didn't want to. He would cherish the memory of that night for a hell of a long time to come.

But he had come to another conclusion and decision. He couldn't let it happen again. He couldn't fuck his own daughter again-no matter how much he wanted to. And he had to tell her. He had to make it clear to her that she could not try to get him alone, could not try for a repeat of the actions of that night on the boat. She wouldn't like it, he knew, but it had to be done. She would have to wait until she grew up and then find her own man…

The thing that surprised Stan Hawley most was how readily Robin agreed when he stated his case that night. She smiled at him and said, "Okay, Daddy. I understand. Is it okay if I go for a boat ride with Kevin and Drew and Jodi now?"

"Sure…" He watched his child run down the bank and climb into the speedboat where her sister and brothers were already waiting for her.

The boat sped off, leaving a trail of whitewater behind it. Stan Hawley shook his head and marveled at the resiliency of youth.