Harry Stevens - Hot bed cousins

"Yes, you did good, Daddy, real good," she chuckled like she was talking to a brother instead of her father.

"Yeah, guess I did at that," Bill proudly agreed with his daughter's praise.

"You fucked me even better than I thought you would," Sally sighed. "Only one thing could top it."

"Just name it, princess," Bill quickly answered, ready for anything.

"Fuck me again," Sally told her horny father what he wanted to bear.

His hard cock entered her pussy again, greased this time by the leftover jizz from their previous fuck. The repeated cock-strokes made Sally's sloppy cunt squish. They also made her moan, and then come before long. Responding to her climax, Bill drove his cock into her harder and harder. Then he too was coming. Father and daughter were so horny for each other that the whole thing had only taken a couple of minutes.

Neither felt cheated by such a quick fuck, though. For they had the whole evening ahead of them. They could do it fast or slow, as many times as they wanted. Sally could take her father's cock in her ass or mouth, as well as in her cunt. They could suck each other. They could make each other come over and over again…

And that's just the way it was.

For Sally's father, the night of incestuous passion with his only daughter was followed by the cold light of the next day. Here he was, behind his desk at his job as usual, trying to go through his normal routine. And all the while knowing he was anything but a normal man.

"Wasn't satisfied fucking my own sister," he muttered with his head in his hands. "Had to fuck my own daughter, too."

"You say something, Bill?" a co-worker called to him.

"No, just thinking to myself," Bill answered.

He sat there, trying to seem like he was busy. Actually he was doodling the names of his sister and daughter over and over on a piece of paper. When he looked down at them they seemed to leap out at him. Taunting him Meg. Sally. Meg. Sally. Meg. Sally…

He scribbled over them with such force that he broke the lead of his pencil.

"What's the matter, Bill?" the co-worker laughed. "Damned job finally getting to you?"

"Yeah, that's it," Bill lied, wishing his problem were really so simple.

"Hang in there," the co-worker said. "It's all you can do."

"Sure," Bill wearily sighed.

He got a fresh pencil and went back to doodling, unaware of what he was drawing until he looked down and saw it. There was a rough sketch of a shaved pussy. Then Bill's hand automatically guided the pencil through a second drawing which was the same as the first.

As he looked at the piece of paper, Bill was suddenly wide-eyed with discovery. He labeled one of the pussies he had drawn with his sister's name. Then wrote his daughter's name under the other identical cunt. Meg and Sally.

"Of course," he whispered to himself. Then he said it louder, crumpling the paper into a ball in his tightening fist.

"That was a quick recovery," the co-worker said. "Hey, Bill, where're you going?"

Bill left the office without a reply. Then he was out of the building, walking briskly. So deep in thought that he ignored his surroundings, the next thing he knew he was knocking on his sister's front door.

"Well, look who's here," Meg greeted him. "Come on in and let me make you, uh, comfortable."

Bill lashed out and slapped his sister across the face. "You dirty bitch?" he cursed her.

"Well, to what do I owe this honor?" Meg sassed despite the blow.

"Sally!" Bill blurted out his daughter's name.

"What about her?"

"I'll show you," Bill seethed.

He kicked the door closed behind him then grabbed Meg's skirt and ripped it away. She reeled backward from the assault, landing on the couch with her legs apart. Bill was right on top of her and he took a handful of her panties and tore them from her crotch, leaving her naked from the waist down.

"Look at your cunt, Sis," Bill snapped. "Then tell me what we both already know. Who else in this family has shaved her cunt, too?"

Meg didn't answer, not because she was afraid, but because she was waiting for somebody else to answer Bill. Somebody who should be coming out of the bedroom just about now.

"Why don't you ask me in person about my own cunt, Daddy?" Sally called after her abrupt appearance. She was nude.

Bill took a deep breath to steady himself but it didn't do much good. Still, he was going to see this thing through regardless of how rocky he felt.

"I should have figured it out last night instead of trying to kid myself that it was only a coincidence you both had shaved your cunts," he said. "You two are in this together. You set me up to fuck each of you. Trapped me. God knows what else you've done. I won't even ask you, Sally, why you aren't wearing any clothes."

"But I'll tell you anyway, Daddy," Sally breezily offered. "Aunt Meg was just getting ready to eat my pussy when you showed up. Of course I'd have stripped her too in no time flat so we could sixty-nine like a couple of dykes. Wouldn't have been the first time we got it on and won't be the last. But you know what, Daddy?"

Bill looked blankly at his smirking daughter.

"I'm glad you're here," Sally said. "Suddenly I'm in the mood for cock. Your cock, Daddy. Your great, big, fat, hard cock!"

"Sally took the words right out of my mouth," Meg told her brother as she unbuttoned her blouse so her tits fell free.

"No!" Bill insisted. "What happened before will never happen again. This has got to stop before it destroys us all!"

"I can't believe you mean that, Daddy," Sally purred. She had crossed the room and she was rubbing her naked body against her father. Meg finished undressing and quickly joined her.

"Really, Bill, you know that Sally and I have always been able to wrap you around our little fingers," Meg cooed, pressing her cunt against her brother's trembling leg. "Why fight it? You're just as hooked on family fucking as we are. Relax and enjoy yourself. Getting it on with both of us at the same time will be twice as good as when you fucked each of us separately."

"Think of it, Daddy," Sally chimed in, picking up where her aunt left off. "Two shaved pussies instead of one. While you're fucking one, you can suck the other. Doesn't it make your cock hard just thinking about it?"

"No!" Bill hissed.

"Of course his prick is hard," Meg scoffed at her brother's denial. "He's a man, isn't he?"

Bill offered no further disagreement, knowing it would have been pointless. The bulge in his pants proved his sister was right – his cock was as hard as a rock.

"Go ahead, Sally," Meg urged her niece. "Touch him. Feel for yourself how horny your old dad is for us."

Sally pressed her hand between her father's legs. His cock and balls throbbed against her fingers through his pants. She rubbed. Bill's knees wobbled.

"Oh, I want it," Sally sighed.

She dropped to her knees and unfastened her father's pants, forcing them down along with his shorts. Out leapt Bill's prick, stiff and jutting. It seemed at least a foot long.

"I-I'm not responsible for this," Bill stammered when his daughter began sucking his cock. "I didn't want this."

"But here you are anyway, Brother Dear," Meg crooned, "with your hard cock in your daughter's mouth. And that's just where your cock will stay until you come and Sally swallows every drop of your jizz."

"Okay, you're right, Sis," Bill admitted painfully. "I'm guilty as hell. If that's what you wanted, you've succeeded. I'm no better than you and Sally. There's enough blame to go around."

"You sound like the end of the world's right around the corner," Meg teased.

"It might as well be," Bill muttered, uncontrollably jerking his hips so his prick fucked his daughter's mouth. But at the same time he cringed at what was happening. "How can the family stand up under this? Nothing will ever be the same."