David Crane - Family Peepers

"Ohhhhh-ahhhhh," wailed Bonny as her mother's mouth went to work like a sump pump on her steaming cunt.

Virginia's lips were clamped to the girl's cunt slot like a suction cup to a clogged drain, plastered there by a gooey paste of saliva and cunt juice. Virginia was nursing on her daughter's cunt and clit more hungrily than the girl had ever nursed on her mother's tits.

Virginia was panting like a steam engine. Her hot breath billowed up into the depths of her daughter's cunt hole as she exhaled. Then she inhaled and Bonny felt as if her eyeballs were caving in from the fierce suction.

The girl's hips worked like pistons as her mother's tongue shot up her fuck-hole and her lips pulled on her clit with steady slurps. The girl gazed down along the arched plane of her nubile body, seeing the top of her mother's blonde head jerking against her cunt mound, the rest of the woman's face buried in her groin. Virginia's lips were stuck to Bonny's cunt like a limpet to a mossy, slimy rock.

Bonny was nearing the crest, waves of joy rippling up her thighs and across her quivering belly.

Through eyes glazed by lust, she saw that her brother was kneeling beside her hip, leaning over her loins as he watched his mother tonguing and sucking her pussy. His prick loomed up like a derrick, long and thick and gnarled, vibrating like a tuning fork.

Twisting her neck, she looked towards the door. She could see her daddy now. Drawn by raging desire, the man had moved right into the open doorway, to get a closer look. His prick was jutting out from his raincoat again, angled up before him. His knees were bent, his body tense, he looked like a pole vaulter about to make his run.

His cockhead was all lathered with seepage. But Bonny saw that he was not jerking off, and that he hadn't creamed yet, and she smiled. The naughty teenager had great plans for her daddy's next cum-load.

Then her smile tightened and her face contorted as the thrill surged in her loins.

Her clit tingled as if charged by a high voltage jolt. That electric current ran from the girl's clit into her mother's tongue. Mother and daughter both jerked, galvanized. As Bonny's clit exploded, Virginia's tongue flared.

Bonny was in the throes of a super climax and the thrill of it was passing right on into her cunt-hungry mother's body. The rippling waves spread out into Virginia's tingling tongue and shot on down into her cunt.

Virginia swallowed a load of steaming cunt juice and her own pussy tingled as if the stuff was rushing straight through her writhing, voluptuous body, as if the cunt juice she was gulping down was pouring back out from her pussy.

"Come, come, cream my fucking mouth…" gurgled Virginia, the words muffled and echoing right up inside her daughter's melting fuck-hole.

"Creaming, Mom, creaming!" Bonny cried.

But Virginia, who was drinking that cunt cream so voraciously, already knew that. As Bonny surged to the peak, the sweet flow from her cunt hole was getting hotter and thicker and spicier and creamier, and even more fucking delicious!

Virginia was going suck crazy with the joy of drinking her daughter's cum cream.

She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She gulped and gobbled, gurgled and gasped. Her mouth filled up with tangy pussy nectar and she drank it down ravenously and kept on sucking for more, her appetite insatiable.

Her tongue spooned the sweet slime out by the mouthful and her lips pulled wildly. Bonny's climax was so juicy that her hairy pussy was splashing against her mother's mouth.

A spasm shook the melting girl to the core. Drained, for the moment, she sank back down, sprawled out on the carpet, arms and legs spread.

A blissful look transfigured her face.

"Oh, Mom…" she sighed.

Virginia was still sucking relentlessly. The woman had become a gash glutton now and, with her belly already full of her daughter's succulent cum juice, she still yearned for more. Her tongue flashed up inside Bonny's cunt, swiping at the creamy pussy walls, gathering up the dregs. Her lips pulled on the girl's slightly softened clit.

Bonny purred like a stroked cat as her mother, cat-like too, lapped at her cream bowl.

Then Virginia raised her head. Her eyes were glowing and her lips were drenched. Her jaws were dripping like a wolf looking up from a juicy carcass. Her tongue slide across, slurping the slime from her lips.

"Oooooooh, your pussy is scrumptious," she whispered, her voice husky.

"I could suck you forever."

"But I'm hungry, too," said Bonny, significantly.

Virginia hesitated, torn between conflicting desires, still ravenous for more cunt but with her own cunt smoldering for a good sucking. She yearned to feel her daughter's sweet lips working on her steaming cunt, but hated to move her head out of the girl's succulent crotch.

Then she had a great idea.

"Let's sixty-nine!" suggested Virginia.

And Bonny grinned with enthusiasm.

Jimmy groaned.

He had enjoyed watching his mother and sister with an inbred voyeur's glee, but now his cock was hammering, badly in need of attention. He had hoped to dip it into one of their fuck-holes. But it seemed that the women were quite content without his prick. He grasped his cockstalk, tempted to relieve himself by a hand-job, but then hesitated, still hoping to be invited up a cunt hole.

His daddy was even more desperate as he crouched in the doorway, his eyes blazing as they registered the incestuous scene, the images branded into his brain. His cock was harder than it had ever been before, even in the days of his desperate virginity. He felt as if his hard-on extended right down to his heels, as if his massive prick was rooted to the floor, like a tree.

Virginia dropped her creamy face back into her daughter's crotch, plastering her lips to the girl's pussy slot. Then, without breaking that sweet contact, she began to revolve. Her ass and hips slowly circled around, turning like a compass around the focal point of her head. Moving on her knees, her ass hiked up and her heavy tits swinging under her, she shifted around into the reverse position. She knelt beside Bonny's eager, upturned face. Then she threw one leg across and straddled her daughter's head.

Bonny gazed up into her mother's soaking, gaping cunt crater and she began to whimper hungrily. Her tongue was flashing out even before they made contact and her lips were sucking as if they were already clamped on that wet cunt gash. Bonny had always enjoyed giving head to her girlfriends, as much as she loved getting it from them, in fact, her mouth being as horny as her cunt. But the very idea of sucking her own mother's cunt was driving the girl wild.

Thighs rippling, Virginia slowly lowered her crotch onto her daughter's face. Bonny's tongue shot out to meet that juicy pussy. Virginia's hips jerked and her pussy circled just above the girl's hungry mouth like a hairy hawk seeking soft, pink prey. Bonny's tongue extended, eager for that swooping assault. Then Virginia went down the final inch and her steaming cunt was glued to her daughter's mouth.

Bonny sucked with joy, her tongue slithering up into the woman's creamy fuck-hole as her parted lips pulled voraciously on the open folds.

Virginia's ass swung from side to side as her belly pumped up and down.

She sucked with joy and felt her daughter's magic mouth massaging her pussy.

And Jimmy could wait no longer!

With his mother on top in this inverted love scene, her ass churning, the woman was in the same position she'd been in when her son had fucked her asshole. The frantic lad crawled around behind his mother's ass, following his jutting prick like a ship behind its prow.

Virginia's ass cheeks were spreading open as she ground her cunt down into her daughter's face, and Jimmy gazed with fond memories at his mother's tight shit hole. But he could see her cunt, as well. Those hairy cuntlips were split widely and his sister's tongue was darting in between them and the boy realized that there was room for a prick, as well as a tongue, in that soaking fuck-hole.