James Porter - Hot and horny family

As he stroked his young stepdaughter's smooth back and felt her firm tits against him, a new surge of desire welled up in his body. He couldn't prevent his cock from stiffening again.

Kathy felt his prick harden against her. Her hand naturally dropped to encircle it. She stroked his cock lovingly, building his bard-on.

"I want to take care of you again," she said softly. "But I want to do it a different way this time. You'll let me, won't you?"

It was beyond his power to refuse.

Pete returned to the house and walked into the living room, eager to have another talk with his father after the older man had heard Kathy's story. Pete hoped she had admitted the truth about what had happened.

His father wasn't in the living room.

Pete searched downstairs, finding no one. He didn't believe his father and Kathy were still talking, since nearly an hour had passed. His father was probably thinking over what she had told him, Pete concluded.

He climbed the stairs, heading for his father's bedroom.

The door to Kathy's roam was still open, and it was necessary for Pete to pass it in order to reach his father's room. He glanced through the open door.

Inside, on the bed, his father was stretched out on his back, naked. Kathy, also naked, was kneeling beside him, her head bent forward over his body. Pete stopped, stunned by the sight, and he saw that Kathy's head was bobbing slowly up and down. She was sucking his father's cock!

To Pete, this shocking revelation signified a number of things and they flashed in his mind in rapid succession. His father knew the truth about Kathy. That meant that he, Pete, was off the hook. But beyond that, his father seemed to have accepted Kathy for what she was. That suggested that the moral prohibition against enjoying her sweet, teen body was gone-and if Pete's father could enjoy her, Pete surely was free to do so, as well.

He had been uptight ever since his morning fuck of the beautiful young girl had been interrupted. Now the sight of Kathy bending over his father, sucking his cock, sent the lust swirling through his veins again, and there seemed nothing to prevent him from acting out his desire.

His cock turned hard as soon as he entered the room. He couldn't take his clothes off quickly enough.

Neither his father nor Kathy was aware of his presence. His father was staring with glazed eyes at the ceiling while the young girl licked his prick slowly, gliding her tongue up one side of the tasty shaft and down the other. She bent lower still and licked his throbbing balls. Her tongue licked the nuts in their soft, hairy sac. Kathy caught one ball in her mouth and sucked it.

She was bending so low that her dribbling, pink cunt was completely exposed to the young man who stood behind her. Pete stripped off the last of his clothes, and his cock sprang free to stand quivering before him, his balls hanging exposed at its base.

He moved up behind Kathy and knelt on the bed. "Dad," he said, trying to make his voice sound casual despite the emotion that gripped him. "Can I get in on this, too?"

"Pete!" the older man exclaimed, and attemptted to get up.

But Kathy pushed him back against the bed and smiled over her shoulder at Pete. "Come on," she invited. "Fuck me! We'll all do it together!"

Then she clamped her warm, wet mouth fully around the head of Ray's cock and began to suck rhythmically, gliding her tongue against his bloodchoked cockhead. She knew that would force her stepfather to remain where he was, so he wouldn't spoil what promised to be a very enjoyable experience for them all.

She moaned pleasurably against the big, fat cockhead that stuffed her mouth, and she sucked harder, fondling Ray's balls at the same time. Pete began to stroke his blissfully throbbing cock forward and back, in and out of Kathy's receptive pussy. He looked down at his father, who was writhing, in ecstatic torment under the thrilling sucking of Kathy's mouth, and he felt very good about everything as he fucked her.

To Kathy, it was nothing short of magnificent to have her mouth filled by one thrusting, thick cock while her pussy was crammed by another. She bobbed her head vigorously and pumped her hips, her slim body writhing as both men-father and son-drove their cocks into her, Ray jabbing upward into the young girl's sucking mouth while Pete plunged into her clutching cunt from the rear.

The bed shook with the exertions of the three lust-crazed people.

They all came blissfully, Ray's cum gushing upward into Kathy's gulping throat while Pete's jism splashed deeply into her cunt. The young girl's body turned into a ball of fire, then seemed to explode in all directions while she kept sucking and fucking, and the hot cum from her two horny lovers poured into her eager body.

Ray felt it was necessary for his wife to know the entire truth. This was important because he was his wife, and his son's reputation was at stake. And beyond that, there was the happiness of the entire family to consider. They all had their needs, and it was necessary for these to be worked out together.

It was clear, as soon as Paula and Billy arrived home, that the young boy hadn't explained to his mother what had caused him to run away from home. Paula still knew nothing of her sister Maude's involvement, and she remained mystified by Maude's disappearance. She also remained very hostile toward Ray and Pete, seeing them as the cause for all the trouble, which had befallen her home. If she hadn't married Ray, Billy would never have run away, she believed, and Kathy wouldn't have been left alone to fall prey to Ray's lustful, immoral son.

There was no possibility of his being able to explain things to her, Ray realized. Anyway; the disclosures about what had happened between Kathy and Billy, between both children and Maude, and between Kathy, Pete and himself, would simply have shocked her all the more, without creating enlightenment. He knew that he would have to show his wife the truth rather than tell her. And he would get Kathy to help him. If all went well, Paula would not only be made to understand, but would also accept her family's new sexual liberation. That was his hope.

While Paula attempted to reach her sister by phone, assuming that Maude might have arrived back at her own home by that time, Ray evolved a scheme and explained it to Kathy. She was reluctant to take part in it at first, fearing that it might only make matters worse, but Ray insisted. Finally she agreed to do what he asked.

Paula returned from the phone to report that there had been no answer at her sister's house. "I can't understand where Maude could be or why she left here," Paula said, shaking her head in bewilderment.

That night, Ray took it for granted that Paula would refuse to sleep with him, and he went to bed in the guestroom. He lay in the dark waiting until it was time to put his plan into action.

Kathy began putting their plan into motion by walking to her mother's bedroom door and rapping softly. Paula, in nightgown and robe, came to the door and opened it.

"Baby…" she murmured when she saw the worried expression on her daughter's face. She took the girl in her arms. "Do you want to talk?" she asked as she stroked Kathy's hair.

"No, Mama, that won't help. But I'd like to have you do something for me."

"Of course, dear. Anything."

"Trade rooms with me tonight," Kathy begged. "I couldn't stand to sleep in my own bed after what happened there."

In Paula's mind there flashed a mental picture of Pete on top of her daughter, fucking her brutally on that bed.

"I understand, darling," she told Kathy. "Of course I'll trade rooms with you. Try not to think about what happened. It was awful, but it's not the end of the world. We'll survive it somehow."