David Crane - The family oral tradition
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Her knees drew up higher and her ass rolled as she turned her cunt up under Laura's face. The waves were lancing through her and she was starting to dissolve.
"Gonna juice off, Mom!" she cried.
"Ohhhhh-yeah, baby-soak my face-let me drink your sweet pussy cum!"
The flow was getting more lavish and the fragrance of melting cunt filled the-room. Jim, standing in the doorway, could well understand why his mother was a cunt lapper, as he inhaled that compelling aroma. His cock was standing so tall by this time that he seemed to be aiming on them over the cock-knob, as if it were a gun sight.
His mother's blonde head was down in his sister's groin and her lovely ass was hiked up and wriggling about. Her cuntjuice was steaming down her crotch and thighs. The boy could have walked in and thrown his cock: up her doggy fashion, knowing that she would welcome the addition of prick to pussy, being the sort of naughty mom that takes it in both ends.
But the boy was so fascinated by watching the lesbian love that he lingered at the door, ignoring the desperate jolting of his cock.
Wendy was lashing about in the throes of an orgasm. Her knees pulled up to her tits, then her legs shot straight out, trembling as if she were electrified. Her clit was going off repeatedly and her fuckhole kept pouring her pussy cum out into her mother's avid mouth.
Laura was drinking damned near as much cunt cum out of her daughter as she had swallowed spunk from her son's spurting cock-and loving the stuff just as much, bi-sexual in her greed and deviate in her depravity.
Wendy shuddered through her long creaming and finally sank back onto the bed, panting and gasping. Laura kept on lapping up the dregs. She placed her tongue in the crack of her daughter's adorable ass, where some of the overflow had seeped down. She slowly slurped up through that crack and on through her gooey cunt, emptying the girl as if she were using a pliable pink spoon.
Her lapper flipped out and ended up in the girl's curly cunt bush, basking there for a moment like a lizard sunning itself on a mossy rock.
Then she repeated the long stroke.
With her tawny head sliding up and down, she lapped up all that she could get with her tongue. Then she used her fingertips to open Wendy's seething pussy wider and cupped her mouth to it. She sucked with relish, dragging the last drops of joyjuice out by suction.
Wendy was finished cumming, but her insatiable mother kept right on giving her head, more than willing to suck the nubile nymphette up to another crest-to stay stuck on her pussy for hours.
But now Wendy was ready for the second half of the mutual cunt lapping. Her tongue had heated up as her pussy copied down, and her mouth was salivating now as heavily as her cunt had been creaming before. It was evident that cunt lapping was, by its very nature, a doubleheader.
"That's enough for now, Mom," she whispered.
Laura took a last deep suck, then lifted her face out of the girl's cunt. Her eyes were shining and her jaws were dripping with goo.
Her slimy lips smiled and she raised her eyebrows questioningly. Wendy tilted her head up, her face glowing radiantly. She parted her lips and slowly and suggestively slid her tongue across her mouth.
"Feed me now, Mom!" she sighed.
Laura gave a little moan at that welcome suggestion, delighted that her daughter shared her taste for cunt. Then the lustful lady went up for the second half as Wendy waited eagerly to lap up her lunch.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Laura began to move up her daughter's slender, shapely torso, kneeling astride her. Her creamy cunt rested on the girl's plump cunt mound for a moment, then slid up her lower belly, laying a slimy wake behind her ass. She wriggled on Wendy's belly button, filling it with pussy juice. She shifted higher and knelt over Wendy's upthrust tits, mopping her cunt on the tips, her clit flaring and pulsing as it brushed the girl's stiff nipples.
Wendy craned her neck, tilting her face up like a hungry bird waiting to be fed.
"Sit on my face, Mom!" she pleaded.
She had never been as hungry for anything as she was for her mother's cunt milk. She grabbed the voluptuous woman by the hips, pulling her up.
Laura squatted over Wendy's head, rotating her hips and swirling her cunt around just out of reach of the girl's questing lapper.
Her cunt was wide open and Wendy was gazing right up the creamy sleeve. Laura's pussy was so juicy it looked as if she was full of condensed milk.
Thighs rippling, she slowly lowered her loins onto her daughter's eager face. Wendy began to munch with joy, using her tongue and lips and rubbing her whole face around in Laura's cunt.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Wendy moaned, finding out that cunt sucking was even more flavorsome and fragrant and thrilling than she had supposed.
A girl needed no practice or training or previous experience to plate a pussy. It just seemed to come instinctively to her, a talent that she had no doubt inherited from her mom.
She bunched her fingers together and shoved them knuckle-deep up Laura's cunthole, fingerfucking her chute as she sucked on her clit.
Mother's milk poured over her tongue and lips and she gulped it down voraciously, as if needing to replenish the bodily fluids that had been sucked out of her own cunt.
Laura rode on the saddle of her daughter's face, jerking and twisting, grinding on her mouth. She had started to cum immediately, but she was holding at the peak, undulating in a prolonged orgasm that she could sustain for a long time-knowing that Wendy would welcome spending hours under her creaming crotch.
"You cunt is so fucking delicious, Mom!" the girl sputtered, gobbling cunt as she spoke.
"That's because it's full of cum, baby," Laura whispered. She knew the confession would only add to her daughter's depraved pleasure. "Daddy filled me up this morning and-"she paused, trembling-"and then your brother fucked me and filled my pussy up again!"
Wendy gasped.
"Uh-huh. First I sucked him off and swallowed a load, then he fucked my cunt!"
"Oh, Mom! What a naughty mom you are!" Wendy wailed, relishing her snack even more now that she knew she was drinking brotherly love juice along with the cunt milk.
Holding the lewd lady by the hips again, so that her hand was no longer getting in the way of her mouth, Wendy started to suck voraciously.
She was staring up at her mother's face, past her thrusting tits, loving the look that her sucking was putting on the woman's lust-crazed countenance.
"I'd fuck Jim, too, Mom," she said. "Can I? Shall I let my brother fill my cunt up with jizz before you suck me off again?"
"Yes, baby-you can fuck your brother," that tolerant and understanding woman agreed.
And that, of course, was a brother's cue. There was no need at all to be modest or shy or timid under the circumstances, and Jim came marching in with his cock out like a baton.
Laura turned and grinned at him. "Have you been spying on us, you naughty pervert?" she giggled gleefully.
"Yeah-and listening, too," he croaked.
His mother eyed his cock and balls, looking almost wistful at the thought that Wendy was going to get it now. She felt jealous and envious-but not very much. The prospect of seeing her kids having a sibling fuck turned her on far too much for her to have any objections.
And she knew there would be plenty left for her, today-and for years to come.
"Fuck your sister, darling." she purred.
Wendy's knees shot up and her thighs parted wide as she tilted her fuckhole up to be filled.
Jim knelt between her legs.
He grabbed his prick by the hilt and guided the cock-knob into her pussy. He stirred it around in the open grotto and wiped it against her clit. He wasn't sure if fucking his sister was as naughty as fucking his mother, but the prospect was more than inviting.
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