Tom Allison - The teacher_s incest urge

Betty reached under her body and began groping through the fleecy curls of her cunt hairs for her fuck hole. Her pussy slit was hot and dripping, and her clit was painfully stiff.

With Mark hammering his dick furiously through the grip of her asshole, Betty began to finger-fuck herself. Her fingers pumped through the hair-fringed lips of her pussy, darting in and out of her cunt, stroking the stiff bud of her clit.

"Cumming now!" she shrieked. Her second cum in a row flashed simultaneously through her cunt and asshole, filling her body with lust.

Betty gasped, and humped her ass with every ounce of strength she had left in her muscles. "Unh, unh! Fuck me, fuck my asshole. I'm cumming now!"

As the cum swept through her, Betty's asshole tunnel sucked wildly on Mark's dick, Mark groaned and slammed his hips forward burying his throbbing, jerking prick to the root in her clasping asshole.

The cum violently squirted up from his balls. The slit in the tip of his knob opened wide, and the jism burst from his cock, flooding Betty's asshole with hot white cream.

Mark sighed with ecstasy as he continued to work his dick through her asshole. The cum continued to pump out of his twitching dick, filling Betty's asshole and burbling out to run down her thighs.

"Oh, Mark, that was so wonderful!" Betty whispered. "I've never been fucked there before, I love it up my ass. You can fuck my asshole any time you want to!"

Panting and sweating, Mark leaned forward and kissed Betty affectionately on the neck. His hands squeezed the spongy warmth of her huge tits, silently indicating that this wouldn't be the last fuck of the afternoon.

They were completely immersed in each other, in the pleasure of their illicit, feverish fucking, so much so that they were oblivious to everything else: the late afternoon sunlight, the time of the day, the fact that the bedroom door had opened behind them.

Both of them – Betty in particular – would have been shocked to learn that someone was watching them from the hallway, through the crack of the door. That someone was an extremely pretty teenaged girl. She'd been peeping in for the past ten minutes.

The girl had long straight blonde hair, an innocent face and – for her age – a huge set of tits.

The rest of her body was equally sexy. In her skimpy cheerleader's outfit, the girl looked as if she might be the most stacked teenager in her high school, which, in actuality, she was.

The girl's name was Sally. She was Betty's daughter, and she was home unexpectedly early from school.

Sally was smiling. As she stared at her mother's nakedness, and Mark's cum-dripping prick, she had her hand under her bikini panties. For five of the past ten minutes, Sally had anxiously been fingering her wet, virgin cunt.

So that is how it's done, she thought hungrily.

Sally sat on the living room couch at Mr. Foster's home. He was one of her best babysitting customers. Her homework was spread out on her lap. It was nearly eleven o'clock, and she waited patiently for him to come out of the baby's bedroom to take her home for the evening.

Sally was having an awfully hard time concentrating on her homework. She couldn't get the image of her mother and Mark out of her mind. Sally had never seen two people fucking before, let alone been fucked herself. She'd never had any idea what it was like, until she'd seen them the day before.

She'd been horny all day, thinking about it. Sitting in Mr. Foster's spacious, modern, condominium, staring hazily down at her math homework, Sally squeezed her thighs together and thought about the wetness in her virgin cunt.

If only there was someone she could ask about it! She felt too embarrassed to ask her mother, let alone Mark. Sally was growing up now, and her body was ripe. She wanted to know all about fucking. She even felt ready to try it herself.

"Well, everyone's asleep now, Sally," Mr. Foster said, entering the living room. He was a tall, handsome thirty-five-year-old account executive, with a square jaw and thinning black hair. "The baby's fast asleep, and Mildred must have had a bit too much to drink at the party. She conked out as soon as she hit, the sack. I guess it's time to take you home."

Foster grinned and moved towards Sally as he sat on the couch. He glanced briefly at her tight sweater, and in an instant Sally knew that he was attracted to her lush body, despite the difference in their ages.

He had every right to be. Sally was voluptuous! Her large, firm, ripe-nippled tits packed the pink sweater to the bursting point, and her tight blue jeans showed off the length of her leg and the lush curves of her small ass. All at once, Sally had an idea.

"Mr. Foster, can I ask you a question?"

"Why of course you can, Sally," Foster replied, smiling. "Ask anything you want."

"Do you know anything about sex?"

"Well, unh…" Foster gulped as an embarrassed flush spread through his checks. "I'm not sure…"

"'Cause I don't know anything about it, and I'm really interested," Sally said innocently. "Like I don't even know how a girl can ask a guy, you know, to fuck her."

"Sally!"

Foster couldn't help gasping at her unexpected use of the obscene word. But there was an immediate swelling in the crotch of his dress slacks.

"That's your dick, isn't it, Mr. Foster?" Sally raised her hand and touched the swelling, rubbery flesh of his prick through the fabric. "Oooh, it is your dick! It feels really good!"

"Y-y-you better not do that, Sally," Foster stammered. At the same time, his big cock swelled to full stiffness, pulsing like a heart along the inside of his thigh. "Some might get the wrong impression…"

"Oh, you've got a hard-on!" Sally exclaimed delightedly. "It looks really big and stiff! I wannna see it!"

Sitting up on the couch, Sally leaned forward and tugged down Foster's zipper. Before he could do anything to stop her, she had his naked dick out in the open, admiring it as she squeezed her fist around the painfully stiff, blue-veined shaft.

It was obviously a big cock, though Sally had nothing to compare it to except the big dick she'd seen on Mark. The knob was large and spongy and pink, and as Sally squeezed her hand around the shaft, several transparent drops of cum oozed from the slit and onto her fingers.

"Stop it, Sally! I won't be able to help myself!" Foster gasped. His prick throbbed and jerked in her hand, continuously oozing jism. "I mean it – unh – too old for you. Better stop!"

"I don't want to stop. I want you to teach me all about fucking!"

Boldly, Sally grabbed the hem of his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, exposing his body from the waist down. She could see his balls now, his curly prick hairs, and several more inches of his throbbing cock.

"Oh, you really do have a big dick, Mr. Foster!"

Sally extended her tongue and greedily licked up the jism oozing out of his cum slit, making the entire length of his prick twitch with painful stiffness. "Can I kiss it? Please? I really want to, a lot!"

Foster stared silently down at Sally for a moment, wincing with shame and just. He knew it was wrong to fuck a teenaged girl. Sally was young enough to be his daughter!

But his wife and children were asleep, and Sally had the biggest, nicest set of tits he'd seen in ages. Foster gulped and nodded his head, giving in to his forbidden desires.

"All right, Sally, you can kiss it, if you want to. I'll even teach you how to suck on it, just the way a man likes to have his cock sucked. But you have to promise to never tell anyone about this."

"I promise, Mr. Foster. I'll do anything you want!"

Sally moved her fist slowly down Foster's prick, until she firmly gripped the base of his shaft. Tenderly, lovingly, she kissed the knob and tip, pressing her full wet lips to the skin of his dick as if she were necking with a boy after the high school prom.