Bob Ellis: The family eats out

"Hell yes," she said quickly.

Max didn't need further urging. He moved his body over Fanny's, resting on his hands and inserting his cock without touching it. Now that was an experienced dick! It found cunt without having to be guided. The next thing Fanny knew, her granddad had lowered his body and his huge cock was parting her cunt lips and snaking into the burrow of her pussy.

She closed her eyes and let it all happen. Her grandfather was pressed to her chest now, his cheek nestled against hers, his warmth pervading her. She got the cool scent of a fine cologne, and she began to smooth the flesh of his back with the palms of her hands. She caressed him lovingly, and he responded by thrusting his cock, slowly at first, then more powerfully.

Fanny drifted, concentrating her thoughts on the feelings that coursed up through her cunt. A huge pole was penetrating her, and she was loving every minute of it. In and out of her cunt the big dong rammed, raising her juices. Her cunt was aflame, a hot pot of steaming spunk. Her lubricating juices never flowed this good before. Aroused by the cunt-lapping and now scorched by the friction of the thick cock, her glands were spewing out enough juices for six cunts.

Her heat was rising, and she knew she'd reach another orgasm very quickly. Her grandfather was riding her expertly, moving his cock upwards to bring her clit into play, searching out her slippery cunt for just the right spot, a place where the friction would be at a maximum. She thrilled to the feeling of it, not only the size of the dork in her twat, but the fact that it was her old grandfather fucking away atop her.

He brought her up near a climax, and then relaxed the pace of his thrusting. He let her slide off, then brought her back with more powerful thrusts. He went on like that for some time, heightening the sensitivity of her cunt. During one of the respites, Fanny glanced around the room.

She saw that her father was now fucking the hell out of her mother, the two of them in a world of their own. She glanced at the chair where her grandmother had been sitting, only to find it empty. Then she saw her grandmother. Ron was lying on the floor on his back, and she was squatting over his crotch. As Fanny watched, she saw the old woman rise upward. Ron's fat cock came into view, glistening with spunk.

Fanny's grandfather was also turned to the side, seeing what had been holding her attention. Emma was riding up and down on the cock now, making Ron's thick bone disappear into her pussy, then reappear with a fresh coat of spunk. Up and down she rode on the cock.

Max laughed. "She's doing some job on that brother of yours," he said, turning back to Fanny.

"No better than you're doing on my cunt," she replied, giving him a pat on the rump.

"Are you ready for the grand climax?" he asked.

"Any time now," Fanny came back. She could hardly wait for her grandfather to resume shoving his immense cock in and out of her cunt again.

Then Max Jones began. He started slowly, but then picked up speed. He was soon pile-driving his big bone in and out of the seething pussy. Fanny wrapped her arms about his back and hung on for life. The old man got up a head of steam and was soon plunging madly into her pussy, their pubic patches slapping together.

In, out, in, out, in, out, the old man drove his thick dick. Fanny was in ecstasy, spasms of orgasmic delight ripping through her body again. As had been the case before, her second orgasm was more violent than her first. She thrusted her loins upward in an involuntary motion to meet the downward thrusts of her grandfather. They fucked away like that for some time, and Fanny could now feel the spewing of hot gunk into her cunt-chute. Max was coming off at the same time she was. It was heavenly.

A long time later, Fanny had fully recovered, at least enough to open her eyes. She saw that her granddad had fallen asleep over her. She didn't mind. He'd done a bang-up job, and she had no complaints. Looking around the room, she saw that the others were also fucked out.

Her grandmother had finished fucking Ron, and had slumped over him much the same way her grandfather was slumped over her. Nelson was lying over Carol, her legs still wrapped around his back, her hands clutching him tightly. Their fucking had ceased, though, and Fanny could see a trickle of come-juice that had dribbled out of the cunt-hole where her father's big rod still stuck into her mother like a big spear in an open wound.

Fanny chuckled to herself. She let her eyes slip shut, and a warm peace descended over her. She had a lot to be thankful for, and – it suddenly occurred to her – a lot to tell her pal, May Williams. Maybe for the first time there was something Fanny could clue May into. She could hardly wait till her granddad woke up so she could get up, get dressed and go next door to talk to May. Perhaps they could arrange a two-family orgy.