William Taylor: Play together family

Martha watched with horrified fascination as her uncle's hand cupped the crotch of her panties. He rubbed his palm in small circles, sliding the wet material over her slippery pussy lips. Martha groaned and closed her eyes. Then, as Walt rolled the small pebble of her clit through her panties, she gasped and flung her arms about him.

"Oh, Uncle Walt!" she cried, hugging him and grinding her hips in small circles. Walt's fingers slipped under the panties and he ran his fingertips up and down his sexy young niece's hot, sticky cunt furrow.

Joan continued yanking his cock, and soon it was hard and thick, bulging with blue veins. Crystal-clear droplets formed and rolled off the big, rosy head.

"Come on, Martha," Walt groaned, "let's get these off!" And his hands went under his niece's ass and clutched her panties. With one swift tug they were down to her knees. Joan lifted the girl's legs and removed them.

Martha blushed deeply and turned her face aside, but she made no attempt to conceal the few red curls topping her fat-lipped, juicy cunt. The reddish-orange curls started at the apex of her plump, lightly freckled upper thighs, and then formed a long, thin line which pointed toward her deeply-indented belly button.

Martha's pussy-lips were open, and their bright pink color drew her uncle's eyes like a magnet. The folds were large, not nearly as large as her mother's, but her clit was like a tiny, blunt-tipped finger.

"Oh, baby! Honey! It's beautiful!" Walt moaned, turning to one side and resting on his elbows. "I've just got to taste it!"

"Wait, Daddy! Wait!" Joan cried, not wanting to be left out. She pushed him onto his back again and straddled his hairy thighs, still holding his thick, pulsing cock with one hand.

"Let Martha kneel over your face!" the excited, innovative youngster suggested. Martha roused from her impassioned stupor.

"Joan!" Martha stared at her naked cousin with shock. "I, I couldn't! That's, that's dirty!"

"You're nuts!" Joan retorted. "You don't know nothin'! Daddy licked me till I came, and it's great!" she squirmed her plump asscheeks on Walt's gain, stirring the shaft of his cock against her wide-spread pussylips. Her thick cunt honey ran dawn, coating his big balls.

Martha was dismayed by the excitement she felt at watching her cousin's hand jacking her own father's distended prick. Her swollen clit was driving her crazy. It wasn't used to being ignored. Martha always played with it as soon as it started to burn and throb.

Walt placed his hands on both of his niece's soft hips. "Come on, baby," he said, "let me kiss that sweet puss of yours." He pulled her toward him.

"Please," Martha weakly protested.

She moaned with shameful indecision. But she did not draw back, and Walt's mouth watered with anticipation. He lifted one of her knees and eased it over his shoulder. The hot smell of a roused pussy drifted to his appreciative nostrils. There was nothing Walt liked more than sucking on a tender fresh pussy, a cunt so sparsely-haired that he did not have to hunt through a forest to find the juicy lips.

Martha looked down and saw her uncle's handsome face framed between her soft white thighs, and felt her little cunny contract. She knew she was flowing like a river there, and she could feel her hot honey running down her thighs. How could anyone want to put their mouth on that awful wet, smelly place? She wondered. Walt's hands pulled her down.

"Eeek!" Martha squealed as her uncle's face disappeared beneath her plump, squirming ass. She leaned forward and her head hung down. She almost bumped Joan's head as Walt's probing tongue washed over her pussy. Her little body shook and flailed as she wiggled her ass all over her uncle's face, sobbing and moaning with one frenzied explosion after another.

Joan spread her juicy snatch-lips and centered her cunt over her father's bucking prick. Fitting Walt's huge cock bulb against her hot, itching hole, she slowly settled down on it.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed as he filled her pussy completely.

"Umphhh!" Walt grunted into Martha's sopping wet pussy. His face was coated with his, hot young niece's sticky, hot juices, and they ran into his nose and ears, clogging them. He moaned again as he felt the tight, hot glove of his daughter's newly-fucked cunt slowly sliding down his long prick pole.

His hips hunched involuntarily, driving the last few inches of his thick meat into Joan's shuddering pussy. He heard her groan contentedly and start the long climb back up to his bulbous knob. Martha's ass cheeks wobbled on each side of his face, and as she squirmed, her smooth, purplish brown bung rubbed back and forth over his nose. He tilted his head and thrust his tongue straight up and into the mouth of her little cunt.

"Ooooh!" Martha's butt cheeks clenched over his face. He gripped them hard in his hands and lifted her up a bit so he could breathe. The blood filled lips of her cunny hung and dripped above him and he stirred them with his tongue, moving each one aside and probing under and around it.

Joan was filled with the newfound wonder of fucking while on top of her father. He seemed to stab her more deeply in this position, and also she was able to control the speed of the penetration and his cock's angle. Joan experimented with various rotary movements, and loved them all.

Her pear-shaped titties flopped up and down tightly as she lifted and plummeted, and she reached up and squeezed her meaty nipples, both the areolas and their hard, purplish tips.

Walt was panting into Martha's pouting cunt, groaning with the effort of holding back his cum. Joan's snug little cunt tunnel was fluttering around his fat, impaling dick, and the mouth of her cunt was snapping at the mushroom-like head like a hungry calf at an udder.

Martha's soft, warm ass rolled all over her uncle's wet face as his hands moved her from side to side. His hotly lapping tongue investigated every available inch of his niece's deliciously swollen, vibrating pussy. Her elongated clit jutted out from the pink folds like a tiny, blunt-tipped spear, and Walt glued his lips around it and gave it a good sucking.

"Muh-wahhh!" Martha groaned, shaking violently with yet another orgasm. Walt had never known anyone who could cum as often and as hard as his sweet young niece, and her constant climaxes were really turning him on. He could hardly wait to pluck her cherry!

Joan heard her cousin groaning out with another cum and slowed her pumping. Martha's blouse was still on, and Joan reached out and unbuttoned it, pulling it from the girl's shoulders. Then she tugged her bra down, not bothering to unsnap it.

Martha's plump, melon-like boobs stood straight out, wobbling over the bra, her nipples hard and crinkly, rising boldly from hugely puckered areolas. Joan cupped the little jugs and Martha lifted her strained, pinched face. She was on the verge of another terrific cum, but had to see what was going an in front of her.

As soon as Joan felt the softness of her cousin's tits, she realized that she could turn on to another girl's body. She knew she wasn't queer because she loved her father's cock too much. But at her young age she had never heard of bisexuality. Maybe she was just oversexed, she thought, really nothing to worry about. She was enjoying herself too much to care that part of her pleasure came from another female, and her cousin at that!

Joan started jumping all over her father's throbbing dick, groaning with pleasure at the tight friction. She knew her cunt was ready to explode. Her plump tits were bouncing with her vigorous fucking, slapping wetly and loudly against her sweaty chest.

"Unhhh!" she grunted with joyous surprise as Martha suddenly reached out and grabbed her boobs by her long, rubbery nipples. The girl tweaked her cousin's popping tit-tips in response. Soon the two incestuous girls were bouncing and moaning and giggling as they played with each other's bodies.