Bob Ellis - The family eats out

"Did you dig that?" he asked fondly.

"I'll say," Fanny replied. "You sure know how to use that big tool of yours, Frank."

He laughed and began to pull it out of her ass. As he did so, she glanced over her shoulder, saw the prick come out slimy and limp. When it was all the way out, it hung straight down, and his pubic bush was matted with come. Fanny got up shakily, noticing that there were come-juice stains all over the carpet.

"Don't worry about that," She said. Apparently she'd been watching the whole thing from a vantage point on the bed, where she now sat naked and calm. "This carpet has seen a lot of come spots in its day."

"And I hope it gets to see a lot more," Frank added, giving his dick a shake that knocked off a droplet of spunk. "I'd hate to think what life would be like without a mother to fuck."

Fanny felt a little self-conscious, but she made no move for her clothing. Frank had sat down beside his mother on the bed and put his arm around her, so Fanny sat next to her on the other side. She crossed her legs demurely. "You're a handsome guy," Fanny said to Frank. "You should be able to get lots of groovy girls."

"I can," he came back, "and I do, too. But there's no cunt like the one you originally came from. There's no fucking that's the equal of fucking your mom. I'm pretty sure of it."

"Well," Fanny said, "I guess you should know. Don't you ever think… you know, that it's wrong. To fuck your own mother and everything."

"How can it be wrong?" Sue laughed. "Every guy wants to do it. And every girl wants to get fucked by her dad. You know that's true. So that makes it right, doesn't it?"

"I guess so," Fanny shrugged. "I guess it's okay if no one minds. Who was it that said, 'It's right if it feels good?'"

"I don't know," Frank said. "But I agree with the mother-fucker."

Fanny laughed and got up. "I wonder what May is up to. It's been awfully quiet in your father's room."

At the urging of Frank and Susan Williams, Fanny tiptoed from the bedroom, out into the hall and down to the room they had pointed out to her. The door had been left ajar, and she pushed it silently open. The vision that met her eyes startled her. Wellington Williams, the debonair father of her friend May, his hair with its touches of gray at the temples always so neat and distinguished, was standing naked in the center of the room.

His daughter was on her knees, naked as he, sucking the hell out of his cock.

Fanny's mouth fell open as she watched, and her first impulse was to run for the door. However, the strangely erotic atmosphere that pervaded the Williams household helped make it seem perfectly natural to stand in someone's bedroom and watch him get his dick blown by his daughter. Fanny was numb as she stood staring at the long, white cock.

It was sticking straight out from beneath Wellington's flat stomach, and it was disappearing between May's lips in a slow, sensuous way, then reappearing at the same pace. The girl was moving her head as if on a rail, sliding towards her father, taking his whole prick in her mouth and throat, then sliding back to bare the fleshy rod to the air.

The older man was oblivious to Fanny's presence in the room. Indeed, he was probably oblivious to everything except the lovely face that was riding back and forth along his bone. He stared down with a sly smile on his face, his eyes somewhat glassy.

May's breasts hung slightly away from her chest as she leaned towards her dad. The globes were big and round, firm and flawless, and they quivered ever so slightly with her motion. Fanny could see that her friend's nipples were hard and pink, extended with sexual excitement. May's naked ass bobbed in the air as she completed a forward stroke, the matched mounds of white ass-flesh, pear-shaped and lovely.

Fanny realized that she was naked, too. She glanced down at her body, the big breasts jiggling and the nipples quickly growing as rigid as May's. Peeking further down her body, she could see her pubic bush, the droplets of her come-juice now hardened to dark dots. She turned quickly about, expecting to see May's brother and mother on either side of her. To her surprise, neither was present. They had left her alone to be a spectator as May Williams sucked her father's cock, and maybe also to become involved with the twosome. What they were doing back in the room she had just left, Fanny could only imagine.

Her attention turned back to the couple before her. May had let the cock come out of her mouth, and was sitting back on her haunches to admire it. The stiff rod was wavering before her eyes, the knob swollen and pink, the shaft a milky white. Wellington's balls were tightly drawn up beneath his root, and his sex organs seemed like a machine ready to explode into ferocious action. Fanny loved the sight of it.

Suddenly, she caught the eye of the old guy. He turned to her with a big smile on his face. "How did things go with you three?" he asked.

"Oh," Fanny managed to say with a shrug. "Just me." She took a deep swallow. "We… we had a pretty good time, I guess."

The senior Williams chuckled. "That wife of mine is a hot one. Did Frank fuck you?"

"In the ass."

"Ha-ha. I wish I could have been there to see it," Wellington said. "With that big shlong of his he must have stretched your behind a good bit. Was he gentle?"

"Oh sure," Fanny came back, wondering if the powerful ass-reaming she'd just gotten qualified as gentle. "I really dug it," she added truthfully.

Wellington Williams turned back towards May. "Did you hear that?" he asked. "You've got a lot to prove now. You don't want Fanny to go back home thinking you're the only member of the family who's not into the sex in a big way. You have to uphold the family standard."

"You're doing a pretty good job of that," May laughed, gesturing towards the huge hard cock that wavered before her eyes. "Give me a chance to breathe a little and I'll show Fanny how to lower a man to half-mast."

Now it was Wellington's turn to laugh, as he suggested Fanny find a comfortable place to sit. "The way May does it," he grinned, "It can be a full-length show."

Fanny accepted his suggestion and strode over to an easy chair that faced the bed. May was on her knees in the middle of the room, directly between chair and bed. Fanny liked the idea of resting her cock-battered body and just watching for a time. Her seat was more comfortable than the cramped hall closet where she had watched May sucking and fucking with her brother Frank.

It's like going to a porno movie, she thought to herself, except the action is live. She's once heard that live lewd shows used to be put on for paying guests in an old-time whorehouses, and she had fantasized watching one while she played with her clit in bed at night. Now she was actually seeing such a show, watching from the comfort of an easy chair.

May swung back into action, as if the presence of Fanny was a challenge. She seemed anxious to show how well she could suck a cock. She twisted around to the side of the hard shaft and took it between her lips from that angle. Then she slid her mouth all the way out to the knob at the end and back to the root.

A cold thrill crept through Fanny's body, and she could smell the hot odor of sex. Her cunt tingled as she sat there, crosslegged, hands nervously tweaking her own excited tits. May was picking up speed, riding quickly back and forth along the stiff cock. She got to the swollen end, and then quickly swung her lips around the head to the side nearest Fanny and continued on to the base of the dick.

She came all the way back and around, leaving a fresh trail of spittle as she went, licking both sides of the dick now, from one end to the other, from root to head and back to root again. It was a virtuoso display of sucking cock, and May's father seemed to be as enchanted with it as Fanny was. The glassy look had come back into his eyes, and he was crooning softly under his breath, moaning with pleasure.