Donna Allen - Five-way family

She urged him on, encouraging him to lap and lick her winking asshole. She groaned when he finally stopped licking and simply plastered his mouth against her asshole with a smacking noise. A cry came out of her throat as she felt his tongue slithering inside her shitter. It was lovely. The feel of the teen's thick tongue stretching her shithole drove her wild. She came twice, her body convulsing, her legs waving in the air as Brian continued sucking her ass.

At last Alison pushed her cousin away and made him stretch out on his back. She hovered over him, one hand holding his balls and the other hand fisting his cockshaft. Lowering her face, she swirled her tongue over his cockhead. She probed at his pistol and washed the lobes of his knob with her wet tongue-tip.

Brian's hand slipped between her legs, his fingers pushing her cunt-hair aside to get at her dripping cunthole. She closed her lips over his cockhead at the very moment he slid two fingers into her oozing gash.

She pushed her cunt at his hand, pressing her wet cuntbush against his palm and squirming her ass until she could hear her cuntjuice making a squelching noise on his fingers.

Alison suddenly pulled her mouth off Brian's cock and stripped, away her nightie. She cupped her heavy tits in her hands and pinched her nipples with her fingers until the rubbery spikes were long and hard. Then, still holding one of her tits with her hand, she leaned down and touched her nipple to Brian's oozing pisshole. She giggled as she used her nipple to smear his cockjuice over his knob. She covered both nipples with his cockjuice and then rubbed the clear fuck-oil into her tits with her hands.

Her tits dangling like ripe melons, she swooped down on his cock again. This time she opened her mouth wide and took his cock all the way in until his cockhead tickled the back of her throat.

Cupping his balls in her hand, she gently squeezed his nuts as she began a rhythmic sucking of his fuckpole. Her head slowly bobbed up and down. The tight ring of her lips pulled and pushed the silk-like cock-skin that covered the cylinder of his fuck-muscle. She fucked him with her mouth, swirling her tongue over his hot cockflesh, swallowing down the juice leaking out of his pisshole, her stretched lips dribbling saliva over his cockshaft and balls.

Brian gazed down at his pretty cousin as she worked on his prick. His eyes fixed on her mouth as it moved up and down on the pole of his cock. He had a yearning to reach down and grab her hanging tits, but he was afraid to do anything to disturb her sucking. Jesus, what a mouth! She worked on his cock like a demon, taking him all the way in until he could feel her throat muscles tightening around his cockhead. Each time she pulled back, she left a flood of saliva on his twitching cockshaft. She had a mouth made for cocksucking. As young as he was, he could see that. This wasn't the first time a girl had sucked his cock and Alison was as good as any of them. She was a beauty. He remembered her asshole, remembered the way his tongue had stroked inside, remembered the way her tight ass had clamped down as he tongue-flicked her shitter. He'd never done that to a girl before. He'd been shocked when she asked him to do it, but the sight of her winking little asshole had been too much for him. A girl really had two holes. You could do as much with one as with the other. He wondered if Alison would let him fuck her asshole. She could keep her cherry then. He could fuck her ass and she'd still be a virgin. He wondered if she would go for it.

Her mouth fucking up and down on Brian's cock, Alison s pussy was on fire again. A flood of cuntjuice gushed out of her cunthole, washed over her thick cuntlips and bathed her crotch. She wanted Brian's jism, she wanted his hot spunk shooting out of his cock and into her mouth, she wanted the feel of his tight balls twitching in her hand when he came.

One hand holding his nuts, she curled the fingers of her other hand around his cockshaft down near the base of his cock. She began vigorously pumping his prick as she sucked on his cockhead.

Brian threw back his head and groaned. The feel of her hot lips clamped over his knob and her soft hand fisting his cockshaft was pure heaven.

"Suck my dick, Alison!" he croaked. "Suck it hard! I'm going to come soon! Oh, fuck, that's good!" His mouth opened as he let loose a wailing sound. His tongue dangled between his lips and he snorted deliriously.

Her hand flying up and down his cockshaft, Alison sucked hard on his swollen knob. He suddenly lurched, cried out and began pumping wad after wad of hot jism into her hungry mouth. She took it all. She kept her mouth closed on his spurting cockhead, gulping and swallowing as he shot his load.

When his balls were finally drained, she squeezed one more drop out of his pisshole with her fingers and giggled as she licked it off and swallowed it down.

Alison thought she'd spend the summer playing secret games with her cousin Brian, but a few days later she made a discovery that changed everything.

Returning in the afternoon from a downtown shopping trip, Alison found the house unusually quiet. She wondered where everyone was, and then suddenly she heard laughter coming from upstairs.

The teenage girl decided to find out who was home. She climbed the steps to the second floor. She was halfway there when she heard another sound, this time a deep moan. Alison quickly recognized that something special was going on. Something very private. Was it possible Mabel and Luke were fucking? But Luke was at work. It had to be something else.

Feeling devilish, Alison quietly tiptoed down the hail towards Mabel's room. The door was partly open. Alison positioned herself in the darkness of the hallway and peered inside into the bedroom. What she saw made her eyes grow wide and her heart pound.

Mabel was in the bedroom with her son Curt. The luscious blonde was stripped to the waist, her heavy tits hanging as she leaned forward to offer them to Curt.

The boy's eyes glittered as he handled his mother's tits. Spellbound, Alison watched Curt deftly caress Mabel's heavy jugs. His fingers queezed her thick nipples. He ran his hands lovingly over her titflesh, jiggling the fat creamy globes and obviously enjoying the way they bounced.

The sight of mother and son indulging in sex play set Alison on fire. She could feel the heat in her pussy. She could feel the swelling of her cuntlips and the oozing of her juices out of her twitching cunthole. Incest. The word burned in Alison's brain as she watched her cousin Curt squeeze and fondle his mother's heavy tits.

Alison had an urge to run back to her room and masturbate, to stick her fingers in her cunthole and asshole and frig herself to exhaustion. She'd never seen anything as exciting as the scene she was witnessing now. She'd already seen Mabel with Luke, but this was different. This was mother and son, and watching Curt play with his mother's tits was incredibly erotic.

Mabel whispered something to Curt now, putting her hand on his head and pulling his face forward. The boy extended his tongue and began lapping one of his mother's nipples. He licked the thick pink stalk until it was wet and then moved to the other one.

Alison's knees trembled as she watched Curt moving his mouth over his mother's hanging tits. The girl's hand slipped down to her crotch. She fondled the lips of her pussy through the material of her dress and panties. Her cunt was thoroughly juiced up. She could feel the dampness on her fingertips.

Mabel suddenly pushed Curt's face away from her tits and pulled him to his feet. She sat down on the edge of the bed and maneuvered his body until he was standing between her legs. Alison held her breath as she watched Mabel's fingers working at the zipper of Curt's fly. A moment later the boy's thick cock was dangling out of the front of his pants.