Tom Allison - Wild family

"Unh, unh, unh," the man grunted. He heaved over her slender back, clutching her shoulders for support as he stabbed his aching hard-on deep into the rubbery grip of her asshole. "Oh, Christ… so good… gonna cum… unh, unh, unh!"

Donna didn't try to move. The man had a very thick cock, but she could hardly feel him up her ass. Her asshole was so filled with jism that it was like a well after a big rain. Her asscheeks jiggled as he humped savagely into her body. Donna rested her cheek on her arms.

"Cumming now!" the man gasped. He delivered short, vicious strokes into the tightly muscled ring of her asshole. Dazedly, Donna felt his cock swelling new stiffness, the fat knob bloating fuller as he prepared to cream. "Ohhhhh fuck it, there it is! Unnnhhhh, shit, unnggggg!"

A torrent of jism squirted from the man's cum-slit, joining the load of cum that already filled her asshole. Sighing with pleasure, the man continued to thrust his cock between her rounded cheeks, emptying his load into the ravaged sheath of her asshole.

Donna managed a dizzy sigh. The man pulled his cock out of her asshole and wiped it off on her thigh. Then he pulled up his pants quickly and climbed out of the van, grinning at the next one in line.

Henry, the next in line, was a lean, rangy red head in his late twenties. He nodded at Rick as he climbed into the van, stared at Donna's ravished, voluptuous body and unceremoniously pulled off his pants.

"Hey ya, Henry," Rick said. "I thought you had to work tonight."

"Night off," Henry explained. His cock was rather slender and incredibly long. Holding the stiff shaft in his fist, he moved on his knees between Donna's spread thighs. "I took my kid brother to this game. If I'd known there was a gangbang here I would have come by myself."

"Is he in line?"

Henry grinned. "The bikers stole his place."

Donna heard only snatches of the conversation. She felt Henry's bony fingers clasping into her hips, pulling her up so that he could fit his dickhead into the hairy mouth of her cunt.

As he lifted her, cum drooled obscenely from the open pink slit of her cunt, dripping onto the carpet. Henry sighed with pleasure as he maneuvered his cock into her pussy. With one thrust he buried it all the way into the clasping wetness of her hot cunt.

"Nice," Henry muttered. He began fucking her, relentlessly pumping his throbbing cock in the still-tight grip of her fuck-hole, making Donna's asscheeks jiggle as he thrust into her.

"Where'd you get a pussy like this, Rick? Usually they get all the dogs to pull trains."

"Don't ask me," Rick said. "Steve's the one who knew her."

"Ought to be a beauty queen," Henry said. Then Henry fell silent concentrating on the pleasure of the dog-style fucking. He lasted about ten minutes. Donna felt his stomach pushing against her ass, his lean, long prick thrusting in and out of her aching cunt-tunnel.

She was getting dizzier and dizzier. A vague pleasure filled her body, unlike any she'd ever had from fucking. Her cunt and asshole tingled, and her nipples were perpetually stiff. She felt sore all over, but it was a good soreness. It was still impossible to believe it was all real.

"Ahhhh…" Henry grunted finally. His stiff prick throbbed as it spurted deep inside her cunt, flooding her pussy with yet another load of juice. Henry feverishly pumped his squirting, pulsating cock in and out of her tight slit.

"Jesus, that was a good fuck for a gangbang," Henry said. He wiped off his cock and pulled up his pants. "Why don't you guys take her out in the parking lot? I mean, what's the use of keeping all the action in the van? That way people could watch."

"Sounds fine to me," Steve said, and together with Rick rose from his seat against the van wall.

By this time, Donna was drifting further and further into oblivion. She felt Steve's hand on her tits, pulling her out of the van. A cheer came up from the line as her naked body was hauled out in the open. The cold night air goose bumped her milk-white skin, drying the cum that covered her body.

The next thing she knew, Donna was lying on her back on the parking lot, wriggling her ass into a blanket that had been laid out in her honor. Mindlessly she stared up at the moon and the black sky and the twinkling stars. The line of horny men formed a circle around her.

The view was blocked out as another stranger loomed over her body, preparing to fuck her missionary style. Seconds later, he had pulled down his pants and was crouching between her wide spread thighs. Donna groaned as he rammed his swollen hard-on balls deep into her pussy. The crowd cheered.

He had the biggest dick of them all, at least nine inches long and as thick as a baseball bat. His cock was so huge that Donna responded to it in spite of her exhaustion.

"Mmmmm," she whimpered. Instinctively she clenched her thighs around his hips and began to hump her ass, very lightly, meeting the thrusts of his enormous prick. The man continued to hump her harder and harder, savagely ramming the base of his dick against the curly hairs surrounding her cunt.

After a while, Donna stopped trying to meet his thrusts. The man dropped his head to her bouncing tits and sucked her stiff red nipples, fucking her like a machine. When she occasionally opened her eyes, Donna could see his massive shoulders heaving next to her chin.

Someone came up and knelt beside her face. A stiff cock appeared, twitching against her mouth. Donna parted her lips and started sucking it, rolling her tongue around the fleshy red knob. The man held her head up by the ears and tried to ram his dick all the way down her throat, making Donna cough and gag. But she went on sucking anyhow.

Finally, a siren sounded. As the wailing noise grew louder the crowd dispersed. The man pulled his huge cock out of her pussy and ran away. The second man fled too, cursing that he hadn't had a chance to cum in her mouth. Donna was alone, shivering in the cold parking lot.

Hands lifted her. The sadistic, crazed cheering of the crowd had given way to the serious, hushed voices of a few. Donna felt herself being laid across something soft, strapped onto it, then being put into a place that was dark and warm. A reassuring voice spoke at her ear, but Donna passed out in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.

"Not so hard, darling," Karen purred. On her hands and knees on the bed, she looked over her shoulder at her son humping between her legs. "You can fuck my cunt any time. I want you to save that big beautiful hard-on for my asshole!"

The sun streamed in through the window, illuminating the hotel room, shining in long rays across the cum-stained bed. Tony leaned over his mother's naked body and wrapped his hands greedily around her big hanging tits. He pumped his hips behind her jiggling ass, ramming his swollen prick again and again into the hairy opening of her pussy.

"Not so hard, lover," Karen protested gently. "We're just warming up, remember. You've already fucked my pussy so many times today."

Tony ignored her. He seemed intent on spurting his cum into the familiar depths of his mother's cunt. Faster and faster he humped her in the doggie position, grunting as his cock soaked in the buttery tunnel of her fuck-hole.

Karen stopped complaining. She lowered her shoulders and rested her cheek on her folded hands, lifting her ass so that Tony would be able to pump another half-inch of his delicious cock into her pussy.

What difference did it make if he fucked her pussy or her asshole? Karen decided. The main thing was that he was doing it. Her son, the best lover she'd ever had!

They'd been fucking steadily for three days now, any time they had more than twenty minutes to undress behind Phil's back. Karen was sure that her husband didn't suspect a thing, even though she'd fucked her son now more than a dozen times.