George Tipton: Two hot daughters

"Oh fuck!" she grunted, shimmers of an orgasm bursting all around her. "Ohhhhhhh fuck!"

Diane again turned her head to watch her friend shuddering with orgasm.

Anita's face darkened with the intensity of her orgasm. She sputtered, and her lower body jerked uncontrollably. She bit her bottom lip, her fingers still applying plenty of pressure to the sensitive nub of her clit.

On the inside and on the outside, Anita could feel the convulsions of her climaxing cunt. Her pussy-tunnel fluttered, and she could feel it all along the strong-muscled tunnel buried deep inside of her body. But she could also feel the shudders of excitement on the exterior of her cunt, where her thumbs kept up their erotic torture of her clit.

Envious and more excited than ever, Diane stepped up her own finger-fucking. Like Anita had, she began to fuck her self with two fingers instead of just one. Immediately she could feel a difference when her arousal level jumped several notches.

"Ooooh!" she whimpered, and Anita looked over and smiled at her.

"Good, huh?" Anita asked, her own face still glowing with orgasm.

"Yeah," Diane sighed, her voice tense with lust.

"Just think how much better it would be if you had a real cock inside of you right now."

Diane closed her eyes. Immediately a very erotic image of her father, stark naked, his prick standing straight out from his groin, popped into her mind. Her cunt lurched, and she gave an involuntary groan.

"Yeah, it would be great, wouldn't it?" Anita mused, still stroking her shivering cunt, stirring up a new batch of erotic sensations. "God! Where are those boys when you need them?"

But Diane didn't answer. She didn't want just any boy, she wanted her father. His was the first cock she wanted to feel up inside of her. She didn't care about any of the boys from school or even movie stars. All she wanted was her very own dear old dad.

Diane fucked her two fingers in and out of her uplifted cunt rapidly. Her pussy tingled around them, and each time they disappeared inside of her and then pulled out a fresh helping of her rich cunt-cream, she felt herself move a little closer to orgasm.

Anita began fingering herself again in earnest, too. When she was as hot as she was now, her fast orgasm only served to better her second orgasm. One come was never enough. She needed at least two, sometimes more.

This time Anita formed one of her hands into a wedge, all the fingers gathered together. She then wormed her cunt open, coaxing the beginning of her tremendous fucking tool up inside her cunt.

Diane couldn't see just what her friend was doing, but she could see the satisfied, then pained, expressions that passed over Anita's face. Her own pussy was heating up. She continued to fuck two fingers in and out of herself, her tight cunt creating a satisfying drag on her insides.

The smell of cunt was thick in the room as the two girls went after themselves. Both cunts were ripe, and cunt-juices poured out of them, lubricating the way for whatever might be coming. Unfortunately for Diane and Anita, this time it was only their own skilled, fingers.

"Oh God, I'm still so hot!" Anita gasped, trying to force more of her wedge-shaped hand up inside of herself. "Ohhh, come on, I want more!"

But, push as she might, her body simply would not open to take her whole hand. She wanted it very badly, and she tried to make herself take it until her cunt was on the point of tearing. Finally, and reluctantly, she stopped trying to fill herself completely, and concentrated on bringing herself what pleasure she could with the amount of fake cock her pussy would allow.

"Yeah, oh, yeah!" she grunted, fucking herself with a rapid, even tempo.

Although she was less vocal about it, Diane was fucking herself straight toward climax, too. But she didn't speak, she didn't think. She simply kept her eyes closed and pictured her father, her sexy, naked father, and all the fun they could have together.

Of course, Diane didn't actually expect to have sex with her own dad. The idea was impossible! It was incest? But, while she was hot it made a nice, little fantasy, and she took full advantage of it to bring her cunt to the boiling point.

Her whole body was moving with the motions of her fucking. Her knees again rubbed over her nips, but now she hardly noticed the erotic motions. She was only aware of the pleasure it brought her. The actual motion itself was lost in the purple haze of passion that swirled around her.

Little tremors rocked her cunt and she bore down. Her hand picked up the pace, flying in and out of her blonde-fuzzed cunt. Her knees smashed down against her nips, her body curled into some kind of obscene fetal position.

"Mmmm! Hmmmmm!" she moaned, not even aware that she was making any sort of noise.

Diane was aware of very little other than the vibrations taking place inside her cunt. They were coming closer and closer together, their strength and intensity growing. She fucked herself harder, faster, trying to turn the string of sensations into one long, continuous erotic chain.

Now it was Anita's turn to be the observer.

She could tell that Diane was very close to coming, so she held back. She didn't want to be so taken with her own orgasm that she missed watching Diane come. She loved watching the sexy expression was over Diane's face. She couldn't wait for the day when she could see that same look in some boy's eyes while she fucked him.

"Do it! Go for it!" Anita cheered.

But Diane wasn't even aware of that. Her pussy tensed around her fucking fingers, clamping down in a wet, velvety vise. She grit her teeth and set her jaw. Her ass bounced around, the cheeks curled up off the bed.

Then, as if a stick of dynamite had gone off somewhere inside of her, Diane seemed to explode. She let out a squeal, and her whole body seemed to draw up tight and then suddenly relax. Her eyes snapped open and her mouth clamped shut to keep any other loud, attention getting noises from escaping.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. "Yeah, do it!" whispered Anita, her eyes glued to the sight of her climaxing friend. "Work it out, that's right, Di!"

Visions of fucking with her father flew around in the darkness win Diane shut her eyes again. She saw them spinning together, fucking this way and that just like the people in the picture Anita had shown her. Her father's prick felt wonderful up inside of her, and that fictional realization increased the very factual event of her climax ten-fold.

"God, that looked hot?" Anita exclaimed. "Can you talk yet?"

"Mmmm," Diane mewled, still dizzy.

"We gotta do something, Diane. If we don't get fucked soon, we're gonna go nuts! Who would you fuck, if you could fuck anyone in the world?"

Her mind still aflame with the wonder of her orgasm, Diane didn't stop to think before she answered.

"My daddy," she said sweetly.

"What!" Anita exclaimed, nearly shocking Diane back to her senses. "You wanna fuck your own dad?"

"Well, I, ahhh, well…"

"That's a great idea! I bet my dad has a pretty nice cock himself? It'd be perfect! Okay, let's do it!"

"But wait!" Diane said, her thoughts finally forming in her lust-clouded brain. "We can't do that. It's not right to fuck with your own family!"

"You said yourself you wanted to."

"Just because I want to doesn't mean I'll ever get to. No, come on, Anita, let's think of some other guys to bit on."

"Nope," Anita said, swinging her feet off the edge of the bed and reaching for her panties. "We fuck our dads, and that's that."

"But…"

Anita pulled her panties up and snapped the elastic around her hips as she stood up.

"Are you chicken?"

"Good," she said, bending down to pull up her dark plaid skirt. "'Cause I'm going home to start working on my dad. I'll bet I can fuck him before you can fuck your old man!"