John Friday: Mom suck big ones

Joanne saw his cock. "Oh, my God!"

"What's the matter?" he asked. "You left a week ago to chase after cock and now you've got a big one right here at home."

"It's-it's too big," she said, wincing. "And besides, you're my father."

"I thought you liked older men. Angela's former husband must be almost my age."

"Yes, but he's not my father. That's a terrible sin!"

"You thought it was exciting when Danny told you about fucking his mother. Why shouldn't I find it exciting to think about fucking you?"

"I-I don't know. I'm just scared, that's all."

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Angela said. "Glen is a great lover."

Joanne moaned, her pretty young face twisted in dismay.

Glen climbed up on the bed, maneuvering his powerful frame into position between Joanne's shapely legs.

"Oh, speaking of Danny," he said to Angela. "He's waiting to see you in the living room."

"Danny? How did he find us here?"

"He saw you getting into the cab, got the number and found it again when the driver went back on his regular rounds."

Angela smiled. "Oooh, well let him wait. I would rather watch the two of you if you don't mind."

"I don't mind a bit, do you, Joanne?" Joanne whimpered, remembering some of the things she and Frank had put Angela through. Joanne knew – it would do no good to object or try resisting her father. He could easily overpower her alone – and, if not, Angela would surely help him.

"N-n-no, I don't mind," she said resignedly. "Good!" Glen began wetting his huge cockhead by stroking it up and down in the slender mouth of his young daughter's cunt. Angela's licking and sucking had brought plenty of warm honey to the surface of her golden-haired pussy, slit.

"Hhhooo, Daddy… it's too big and hot!"

"You'll love it," he said with assurance. He was easing his cock into her, making her eyes bulge and blink as a stricken look paled her face.

"I'm glad Angela got you started. Your pussy might have been too tight and dry without her help."

"Haaagh! Daddy, you're hurting me!"

"Angela tells me that a little pain makes pleasure more intense. And she should know, you treated her to enough…"

"I know. And I'm sorry. No more, please!"

Glen slowed the entry of his giant cock.

"Did she stop tormenting you when you asked her to?" he asked Angela.

"No, she delighted in doing more."

"Just as I thought." Glen eased back and drove his cock in to the hilt.

"Haaagggh!" Joanne's small hands clenched into fists and beat on the bed. Her heels kicked, her body writhed beneath Glen's crushing weight.

"Keep it up," he said. "I love the way it makes your pussy squirm."

He began pumping in and out with a relaxed, gliding rhythm. Joanne's head tossed in a swirling cloud of long golden hair. She screamed and didn't stop until he'd made four or five full fuck strokes. Then her voice choked off in a pathetic sob and she began to moan.

"Hhhooo, God! Ooooh, good! Your cock does wonderful and terrible things to my cunt!"

"I knew you'd like it."

"If it doesn't kill me I'm going to love it!" Glen laughed, increasing the speed of his lengthy cock thrusts. Angela watched, entranced by the way his meaty prick strained Joanne's cunt, punching in her slender pussy lips as he drove in.

She watched until the girl was giggling and purring anxiously with her legs raised and scissored around her father's waist.

Joanne hugged his neck, kissed him passionately. "Fuck me, Daddy! Ooooh, I want your big cock now!"

Angela decided then it was time to see Danny downstairs. Just waiting and watching wasn't enough for her, and she didn't want to intrude on the happy couple's first time together. Later she would join in, when they were all more comfortable with each other.

Danny was perched on the edge of the couch, nervously thumbing through the same travel magazine that Joanne had been looking at earlier.

Angela came down the stairs wearing the black silk robe that Glen had worn into the bedroom. It was large on her and belted loosely to show a lot of cleavage.

"Mom," he said in a voice stressed by anxiety.

"Hello, Danny. How are you?"

"Not too good right now," he confessed.

"Dad says he never wants to see me again. Yvonne doesn't either. I called Melinda and her mother almost bit my head off. I've got no place to go but here."

"Oooh, wait a minute. This is Mr. Dayton's house."

"I know. We talked while you were upstairs with Joanne. He seems like a nice guy. He said I could stay… if it was all right with you."

"I see."

"I know I was treating you like shit for awhile," he interjected quickly. "When I first started having sex, I guess it went to my head. I thought I was pretty hot stuff."

"That's understandable in a young man your age."

"I'm trying to say that I've grown up some. Mr. Dayton collects and restores antique cars. He said I can earn my keep by waxing and polishing them, and helping out the mechanics who do the restoration. It's a great chance for me to learn a good trade, one where I could make some real money someday. You know how I love cars…"

"Yes, I have no doubt that you'd be good."

"I'll be good to you too, Mom. I love you most of all."

"I'm glad to hear that, because. I love you too."

She unbelted the silk robe and let it slip off. Danny gasped, his dark eyes sweeping anxiously over her lusciously ripe figure.

"Ooooh, Jee-zus," he moaned. "I don't want to do anything that's going to get me or you in trouble with Glen."

"You won't. His outlook is much different than your father's. In fact, he's upstairs fucking his daughter right now."

"You-you mean Joanne?"

She nodded. "She's going to be a real challenge for any man to please, once Glen has given her his best."

"Maybe I'd better stay in practice and learn more from you, huh?"

"I think that's a fine idea!" Angela leaned over and began to unbutton his shirt.

An anxious pulsing made her pussy wring up a flow of damp warmth. The intense sex with her own son was still the most exciting and heart-warming thing she could imagine. It was a driving passion that had destroyed her marriage, but at the moment that seemed no great loss. Frank would be free to live his life by the stricter moral code he preferred. And Angela had no doubt that he would find a woman who would please him in a strictly monogamous relationship.

She felt equally certain that she'd found a partner and a pattern of living far more exciting, and she meant to make the most of it. Her anxious hands loosened Danny's belt, opened his fly and lifted out his stiff young prick. Her hands coiled warmly around the shaft and she began to stroke his cock.

"Aaahhh," Danny sighed, laboring to get out of his clothes without pulling from her grasp.

Upstairs, Joanne was screaming in the throes of orgasm. Her eerie cries filtered down and quickened his pulse. Angela leaned back flat on the couch, her legs spread and arms waiting to embrace him.

Danny kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. He crouched and bent down to kiss her while his hands fingered her lush breasts.

"Mmmm, I still love those big tits of yours," he said fondly.

"I can tell." She clasped her hands over his and guided the whirling strokes of his thumbs to bring maximum pleasure to her nipples.

Danny was a quick learner. He caught the rhythm and motion almost at once. Angela reached down between his legs then and guided his cockhead to her clit. She stirred his cock around in just the right spiral with just the right pressure. Jarring shocks of lewd delight raced up her spine. Rasping breath made her tits swell and heave beneath Danny's hands.

Angela threw her shoulders back and squealed with glee, her eyes thinned to narrow slits by the intensity of lewd desire. She whipped his cock against her clit with more pressure, tightening the spiral until her lips split with a scream.