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Bob Ellis: The family eats out

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"I don't think we ought to," he came back. "Your mother and I love each other very much, and this would only hurt her. She wouldn't understand." His hands had moved around in front and were fondling her breasts through the lacy material of her bra cups. He hefted each large tit, then let a finger run over the nipple where it hardened rapidly to punch out the cloth.

She felt a warmth creep through her body, and she slowly wiggled her ass to caress the front of his body through his pants. Back and forth she rubbed, till she felt his rod grow hard once more in his pants. She backed up into it, felt it wedge between the cheeks of her butt, surging out against the rough cloth of his pants, pressing the thin material of her panties into her crack. She giggled, and heard him laugh as he slid his hands down to her waist to get a good grip and then pushed himself against her ass.

"O-h-h-h," she cooed. "I could go for some more. My cunt is getting excited again, Dad."

"There's not enough time," he replied. "I could do with another fuck myself, though." He pulled back, gave her a friendly swat on the can. "I have an idea," he said. "A way you can get me off, and maybe come yourself at the same time."

"What is it?" she asked, turning to face him. He had already placed his hands firmly on her shoulders and was guiding her to her knees. She didn't know what he was going to do, but somehow she was pleased and excited.

As Fanny watched, her father unzipped his fly and let his cock spring out. It grew quickly to its full size, the head pink and swollen. It bobbed before her eyes, tantalizing her. A slight musky odor rose to her nostrils, a smell that aroused her. She could feel the juices in her cunt, collecting and flowing to dampen the crotch of her panties.

"It's gorgeous," she said with a sigh. Her heart was pounding in her bosom and her nipples pressed outward for release from the binding cloth of her bra. "I love it, Dad. I just love your cock." She hadn't even seen a grown man's prick until that day, let alone a prick in a state of full hardness as his was now. When he'd fucked her, she hadn't gotten a chance to see it up close. She marveled at it, studying every detail, the thickly ridged head, the veined shaft, the strand or two of curly hair sticking out through the open zipper.

Fanny reached out a tentative finger to touch the hard, wavering head of her father's prick. The sensitive skin of her finger made an electrifying contact with the satiny flesh of the cock-knob, and she caressed the throbbing thing. All over the top of the knob she rubbed her slender finger. She heard her father moan softly as she did so. Then she heard him speak in a raspy voice. "Rub it underneath," he urged.

Fanny ran her finger under the head of the bobbing cock. Her father's breathing grew heavier, and he moaned louder. She worked the finger around under the head of his prick, following its throbbing movement as it went up and down before her eyes. She had an urge to bend forward and plant a kiss on the very front of the knob, where the pee-hole pursed itself as if puckered for a kiss. She resisted this impulse, feeling that her father would think something wrong with her.

She used the rest of her fingers now, wrapping them about the whole cock and frigging it back and forth. She felt her father's hands on the back of her head, and they seemed to be pushing her face towards the bone. She figured he was just responding with a spasm of his muscles, and she resisted. The pressure slackened quickly, and her father's hands found the buckle of his belt. He undid his pants, dropped them to the floor, and his white cotton briefs soon followed.

She had taken her hand away to let the underpants ride down over the hard cock, bowing it as they slid downward. The cock sprang back up, bobbing up and down and swinging back and forth. Fanny could see the full pubic triangle now, and his balls in their thick wrinkled sac nestled tightly below the root. The whole thing was a fascinating sight for her, and she gazed at it without movement. As she paused, she felt a strong hand on the back of her head once more, gentle but guiding her face towards his cock. She reached a hand up to resume frigging it, and when she did that, the pressure once more left the back of her head.

She was enjoying herself now, rubbing all over the prick, then feeling the large oval eggs in their heavy bag. She ran her long fingernails through the curly hairs, then concentrated on the shaft of the cock. She took it firmly in the palm of her hand and began a strong rubbing, her hand moving from the base of his rod to the knob at the end. She went on like that for some time, watching as his prick grew even more turgid. The musky smell had increased, and her father's hoarse breathing had grown louder.

Suddenly, a small gob of cream shot from the pee-hole, falling short of her face. The sight of it thrilled the girl, and she thrust her face closer to the cock, frigging it harder and harder. A second gob flew out, hit her in the nose, dripped down and fell to the floor. The third gob came out harder, flying upward as the prick gave a sudden jerk. The scum hit Fanny between the eyes, ran down in a narrow stream to the bridge of her nose, then leaked over to one side and trickled down to her nostril.

The cock went on spasming in her hand, but no more come flew out. It then went soft in her hand, then completely limp. She let go of it, watching as it hung straight down over his ball bag. Her father reached down to pat her shoulders and speak to her. "That was splendid," he said. "You're like your mother, a virtuoso with a man's cock."

Fanny got up, kissed her father, then completed dressing. Her father had flipped his cock back into his pants, zipped up and hurriedly cleaned up the splashes of come on the floor. After she had washed her face, Fanny went down to the living room. Her mother would soon be back from shopping with Susan Williams from next door.

Fanny was thinking about Susan's daughter May, her best friend. She would have quite a tale to tell her when she went next door after dinner. Fanny wondered what May's reaction would be when she found out that Fanny had finally done it. She's finally fucked her father. Fanny Jones and May sat on the bed in the neighbor girl's room. It was after dinner now, and they were discussing the fucking Fanny had gotten out of her father. As they sat talking, it thrilled the Jones girl to think that on this very bed, May had been screwed by her own dad.

"Your father fucks up a storm," May said, as Fanny finished the last of the lurid details. "Sounds like he's as good a cocksman as mine."

Fanny shivered with a chill of excitement that went through her. "But May," she said weakly. "Is… is it right, what we're doing?"

"If a fuck feels good in your cunt," May came back, "then it's okay." Fanny laughed nervously. "Look," her friend went on, "everyone has secret wished to fuck and suck their relatives."

"Suck?" Fanny asked with surprise. A sudden image of her father's thick cock-knob bobbing deliciously before her eyes came into her mind. She recalled for an instant how she had wanted to slide her lips over the satiny head. She shrugged that idea off, then thought about May's words. "Are you sure about that?" she asked.

May laughed and patted her on the arm. "Sure I'm sure. I've been laying Dad for over a year now, and that's not all the action that goes on in this house." Fanny's eyes opened wide. "I'll tell you at least this much," May continued. "Me and Frank have gotten it on."

"No shit!" Fanny said. Frank was May Williams' twenty-year-old brother, a tall and good-looking boy who worked in her father's business. He and Fanny's brother Ron were friends, even though Ron Jones had been a year behind Frank Williams in school. Ron worked near the place Frank did, and they usually had lunch together. Whenever Fanny saw Frank, a little thrill of desire had tickled her pussy. She was excited at the idea that May messed around with her brother, and it recalled to her mind the times she'd toyed with the thought of a little harmless sex-play with her own brother Ron. "Tell me about it," Fanny said to May.

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