Ray Todd - Family games

"Ooohh!" Jean gasped. "It's like riding a salami – oh! Stretching me open – big and hard and groovy…"

Lorena could resist no longer; she reached down between the girl's thighs and fingered the root of the throbbing shaft. She felt the slickness of Jean's love juice upon it and touched the marvelously soft labia as Jean's cunt came to rest there. Her other hand cuddling her own pussy, her little finger tickling into its hot lips, Lorena squeezed on the hilt of her father's prick and reveled in the up and down sensation of the other girl's cunt lips, too.

Releasing her own snatch, she came up to kneel right behind Jean; this way, she could still reach down and play between two pairs of thighs, toying with balls and cock as Jean slid up and down upon the deeply embedded shaft. Lorena's tits nuzzled into Jean's back, and she loved the sensation of the little ass bumping her belly.

"E-every time I wiggle," Jean panted, "my clit goes crazy. The head of this prick hits bottom, too. Ahh – oh, Mr. Johansen, you're wonderful."

It seemed impossible for Jean to be taking all that mammoth cock, Lorena thought, but it was happening, and that tiny cunt must be stretched to its capacity, packed with so much hard meat. She reached around and took both the girl's firm tits in her hands, kneading them tenderly as Jean stroked up and down.

Leaning back and twisting her head around, Jean sought Lorena's mouth. Their tongues met furiously and their teeth clashed as Jean continued to ride the upright pole, wiggling and hunching on it. Lorena felt the moan burst against her teeth as Jean came, felt the long convulsion that wracked the vibrant little body as the climax crested through it.

"Hot and tight, holding my prick with hot fingers," her father grunted, surging his pelvis upward. "Sucking on my rod – ah, kid – you sweet little cunt! Uh – uh – UH!!"

He came, heaving up in a spasm that lifted them both from the bed. As he dropped back, Lorena realized that his river of bubbling semen was pumping into her friend's pussy, that her raunchy daddy was shooting his hot come into Jean's shuddering cunt, drowning the tiny velvet envelope. She envied her friend the rare sensation, and squeezed hard upon Jean's tits.

Jean's tongue went still in Lorena's mouth, and their breath sighed, blending in warmth, understanding and sharing. Lorena was very glad for the moment, even though her own pussy was afire with want.

When Jean sagged limply forward, Lorena let go of the girl's breasts and helped her work the massive shaft out of her pussy. It came into the air with a plopping sound, and semen ran down Jean's molded thigh.

Rolling over onto the bed, Jean whispered, "J-just give me a minute or two, Lorena. I think I exploded."

And her father fumbled weakly at the bedside table for his glass. Lorena leaned across and gave it to him. He said, "She's got a pussy even tighter than yours, baby. It's like fucking a ten year old kid – but a kid who knows how to screw, and loves the meat."

"I'm glad you two dig each other so much," Lorena said. "See how much fun sharing can be, Dad? I got my kicks out of watching you fuck, seeing your big cock slipping in and out of her little snatch. I held her tits, too, and felt her pussy with my fingers while you were inside it, stretching it so wide."

His eyes held hers. "I felt it, baby, and I wished I could have my cock in both of you at the same time."

"You can take turns on us," she said, "crossing over on our cunts until you come in one of them, and I hope it's mine."

"Not yet," he said. "I'm out of gas right now, but when I get myself pumped up again, I'm going to give my bitchy little daughter the fucking of her young life."

"For now, I'll take a sip of your drink," she murmured, "and mix you another one."

When she came back to the bed and gave it to him, he was sitting up, his prick at greasy half-mast. Jean held up her hands and Lorena climbed over her dad to go to the girl.

Glynn caught his sister coming out of the bathroom on Sunday morning. She was still glowing, but looked a little mussed, as if she had gone through a long and grueling night.

"Hey, Sis – how did it go? He locked the door, and I couldn't ease into your room to watch from the closet, but I wanted to."

She smiled. "It's a good thing Dad and Mom sleep in different rooms; he's still in there all wrapped around Jean. Now he's fucked all three of us women, just as you have."

"All three – oh yeah, including Mom. I heard her moving around downstairs awhile ago. She slept the night through." Glynn held to his sister's hand. "I'm wondering how I can get Jean and Mom together today. Got any ideas?"

"How about if I split with Dad? We can say we're going up to his office or something. Then you can use little Jean to turn on mother and ball her yourself."

"Good enough," he said, feeling a lift of anticipation at the idea of swinging with the little redhead and his mom. "But you know something? I'm missing your pussy, Sis. I hope it doesn't take much longer before we can all be together, you and me, Mom and Dad."

Her kiss brushed his mouth and she said, "Hang in there, Glynn. I'll go get them up so we can have breakfast; all of us need the vitamins."

When she darted back through the bath, he went on down the stairs, eager to see his beautiful mom again.

It felt funny, he thought, talking about fucking with his sister, discussing their sex life openly and up front, but there were a lot of things changing around here since the plan had gotten moving. With any luck at all, he and Lorena ought to be able to work out the rest of it, getting his old man and mom together again.

"Hi Mom – smells like pancakes. Did you know that Jean Marks stayed over last night? No, I guess not; you were asleep when she came after Lorena called her."

His mother was dressed in hip-snugging slacks, black and slinky, with a see-through white blouse. A bra cupped her opulent breasts, and he wished she didn't have it on, so he could see those great nipples. She said, "Oh? Did you and Jean have fun?"

He came up to her and put his arms around her slim waist, tugging her close so he could feel the shape of her ass against him. "Didn't touch her, Mom, I swear. But if we can get Dad and Lorena out of the house again, I think I can have her spend the rest of the day here – with us."

"I-I don't know," she said. "Everything looks different in the hard light of day, dear. Besides, your father took your sister along yesterday and he won't want to…"

He rubbed against her, his cook getting hard at the merest touch of her beguiling ass. He wanted to slide his shaft between those pear-shaped cheeks and move up and down, maybe prod her hidden asshole a little before lowering the head and pushing it thrillingly into the hot, wet grip of that fantastically beautiful pussy.

"Don't be a copout, Mom; I won't let you. Last night you were all up on the idea of Jean with us, making love, and I can just about guarantee that Lorena will haul Dad off again this morning."

She trembled against him and said softly, "All right; I just couldn't resist my eager young lover, even if I tried. If they go out, I'll go right to my room, and you can bring Jean there. Have you talked to her about it?"

"I'll get to her right after breakfast," he promised, and stepped back, letting go his mother's body as he heard footsteps on the stairs.

They ate quickly, with Lorena and him carrying most of the conversation, and when they were having a second cup of coffee, his sister announced that she was going to the office with their father.

"Some files to catch up on," his father said without looking up from his plate, "and Lorena volunteered to help."

Surprisingly, his mom said nothing in return, no putdown as she would normally have done. It was pretty nice, Glynn thought, not to have his parents cutting at each other all the time. He followed Lorena out to the station wagon because she motioned him to, and there she whispered in his ear that she would go away for about two hours.