Bob Ellis - The family eats out

Ron was standing with his hands on his hips, his dick rigid and ready. "What'll we do?" he asked.

Fanny glanced down at his prick, then down at her father's, equally stiff and quivering. "I can't make up my mind," she said. "I like to fuck and I like the taste of meat in my mouth."

"Why not do both?" Nelson suggested. "I'll fuck you while Ron shoves his dick down your throat."

The idea immediately appealed to Fanny. What a great way for her to have sex with both of them at once, both of the guys she dug, her father and her brother. She immediately agreed to it, and Nelson showed her how they would go about it.

Fanny lay on the floor in the middle of the living room, on her back. She spread her legs and bent them at the knees, feet flat on the carpet. Nelson directed Ron to sit lightly on her chest, above her boobs, his hard dick aimed at her lovely mouth, then he had Carol place a cushion from the couch under her head as a support, so that she could raise her face to get the dick in.

Nelson squatted over her crotch. The lying position would have brought him into contact with Ron's back, so he just knelt over Fanny's cunt and set the hard knob of his whang between the already moist lips of her quim. Ron had placed the head of his cock between Fanny's puckered lips, and at a signal from his father he began to slide the bone all the way in.

Meanwhile, Nelson was driving at her twat, and soon the two huge organs were sliding into her body, one up her cunt, the other down her throat. The feeling was a divine one for the girl. She thrilled to the delicious friction her dad's cock was making with the inner lips of her pussy. The taste of Ron's meat in her mouth was just as wonderful. Her tits tingled with pleasure, and she reached up to diddle the nipples. Meantime, her father reached down and worked away at her clit.

They worked away like that for some time, Nelson rising and dropping, plunging downward with his prick in her twat like a man pumping oil out of a well. He frigged her clit, tugged at the cunt lips, got her pussy alive and excited. Ron had risen to a half-squat himself, and he was raising and lowering his body in a steady rhythm, his massive meat reaming in and out of his sister's greedy mouth.

Nelson timed his thrusting with the motion of his son's back, so that Fanny felt as if she were being fucked in cunt and mouth by a two-dicked animal. The scent of Ron's sweat rose sweetly to her nostrils, and his husky breathing filled her ears with erotic music. She closed her eyes, let herself float, ripples of sexual delight spreading throughout her body. Every pore seemed to fill with a tingling pleasure, as she rose to a level not far from orgasm.

Then she stayed at that plateau, aware that Ron and Nelson were fucking away at her body with the slow, steady rhythm that keeps a girl suspended in pleasure. She could stay like that forever, as far as she was concerned. They humped her with a regular beat, cocks sliding steadily in and out of cunt and mouth. Fanny just reveled in the glorious feeling. Her nipples were being tweaked by her own fingers, her clit by her father's. Her vagina was filled with thick masculine meat, and her throat and mouth with more of the same. She had no complaints. Imagine, she thought to herself, at one time I thought sucking cock was wrong. Hell, what could be wrong about something that feels so damned good?

She also recalled her first revulsion at the idea of sex with the men in her family. As Ron's big bone slid pleasantly past her smooth lips and her father's shlong plunged the depths of her hole, she had to laugh to herself. This was the best way to go, the best kind of sex in the world. Getting fucked by your dad was like being rocked to sleep in your cradle by him when you were a baby. It was pure love, devoid of ego-tripping and the phoniness of social situations. And sucking your brother's dick was no less innocent than playing house with him when they were kids. This was normal, she decided. This was heavenly and definitely the way to go.

She was aware now that Ron had increased the rhythm of his thrusting, and her dad had followed suit. She was now being fucked hard in pussy and mouth, and her pulse was rising. She knew that both of them would have to get off sooner or later.

That would be the end of the glorious feeling, but it would also provide her with new sensations. She looked forward to that first blast of hot cream hitting the roof of her mouth, running down her throat, filling her mouth till she had to gulp and swallow and breathe hard through her nose.

The dicks were doing their work, bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm. She wouldn't be able to hold off forever, the way her father was pounding her cunt with his cock and frigging merrily on her clit. Fanny opened her eyes and looked up at her brother. He was a massive farm above her, riding up and down, his face twisted with passion. She knew he'd be coming in her mouth before long.

Her cunt was on fire now, and the steady thumping of her father's cock was bringing her closer and closer to climax. She wanted to shout, but the big cock stuffing her mouth prevented it. All she could do was let out a stifled moan of ecstasy. Suddenly the waves of orgasm tore up through her body. She was coming again, and a flood of pleasure washed over her.

Knowing that she was climaxing, Nelson began thumping her harder and faster, and she heard him call out to his son, "She's coming! She's coming!"

Ron suddenly reamed her face with fury, ramming his thick tool hard against the back of her throat. This fired her even more, increased the height of her orgasm, sent crazy thrills rippling up from her cunt to her tits to her mind. Then she felt a strong blast of spunk shoot out of the pee-hole in her brother's cock and slam against the back of her gullet. She gulped, took the bitter fluid down her throat, just in time to catch another blob of the stuff.

She swallowed that down, working her throat in tune to her orgasm. Ron had risen on his knees and was slamming his cock into her mouth as another spurt of hot jism hit the back of her throat to be gulped down. She heard a loud groan ripped loose from her father as he began to come and she could feel him piston her cunt with the rapid-fire motion of a man shooting his load.

Her cunt was lubricating wildly, and the gobs of goo her father shot into it turned the whole hot pussy into a seething cauldron of fluid. The dick was riding up and down in the cunt-hole like mad, greased by their combined fluids. Fanny was in ecstasy, her eyes now shut tight again, a colorful array of fireworks exploding in her brain. She envisioned both their cocks, her father's and her brother's, pink and throbbing in her mind. They were pulsating and shooting bursts of creamy scum, and as she swallowed the stuff and felt it flood her twat she became a symphony of sexual sounds, smells and feelings. She was reveling in sex, in spunk, in pleasure.

It was a long time afterwards that Fanny finally came back down to earth and opened her eyes. She did so just in time to see her brother pull his long and flaccid dick out of her mouth. It was red and shiny from her spit, and as he stood and stepped away from her, it swung back and forth, tossed off beads of spit and left behind a powerful odor of spent come.

She glanced downward and saw her dad pull his equally limp noodle out of her sopping set cunt hole. He stood with difficulty, his knees stiff from the time he spent squatting over her pussy. His dick hung like a piece of wet wash on a line, flushed with color and coated with slime. Fanny was as limp as their dicks, lying flat on her back, legs spread out and stretched now to their full length.

She felt glorious. She felt used and mellow and completely relaxed. This is the way it was supposed to be. No tensions no anxiety and no regrets. She was completely happy and satisfied. She'd been fucked to hell and she'd sucked a cock to hell, and that was about all she really wanted.