David Crane: The family oral tradition

A trickle of pre-cum flowed into her lapper. Laura savored it on her tastebuds, then let it trickle down her throat. She loved everything about drinking cum out of cocks-the taste and the texture and the tantalizing aroma and the way a cock pulsed as it shot off in her mouth. It was hard for the horny housewife to stop blowing him now that she had whetted her appetite.

But she drew her glistening lips from his cockhead with a wistful sigh, promising herself a lovely bellyful of jizz when she got home from work.

At the moment, though, her pussy took precedence.

She yanked on his cock and Rod woke up, blinking and confused, still groggy and with his induced erotic dream still lingering in his mind.

If Laura had known what he had been dreaming about as she played with his prick and sucked on the head, she would have been thrilled to the core.

Rod had been having very taboo dream images of his sexy teenaged daughter.

Now, coming fully awake and finding his voluptuous wife lovingly caressing and coaxing his cock the man grinned a bit sheepishly, mildly embarrassed and guilty for having such a lustful dream about their daughter.

But he wasn't so guilty about it that he regretted it and, in fact, Rod knew that while he fucked the ass off his wife, he was damned well going to be still thinking about their nubile daughter.

But Laura would have understood that.

Because, as she screwed her husband she often thought about her son.

Rod rolled over and they embraced lovingly, their mouths meeting in a passionate kiss. He could taste pre-cum on her lips and knew that she had been sucking on his dribbling cock-knob as he slept.

They swapped tongues and saliva back and forth, panting into each other's mouth, exploring one another in a searching French kiss.

His iron-hard prick was pressed to her tummy, indenting a long furrow. With his bloated balls jammed in her bushy blonde vee, his cockhead extended almost to the lower slopes of her fat tits. Preliminary goo was oozing out onto her belly as his cleft spilled over.

She rolled against his cock sinuously and sensuously as they lay on their sides, belly to belly and thigh to thigh, lips locked firmly.

He lowered his face to her tits and began to suck on the rosy peaks. Those swollen nubbins were smoldering like lighted fuses in his lips. He switched back and forth from nipple to nipple and she slid a hand down between them to hold his balls.

His cumbags had filled up so full now that she was afraid he might suddenly blow his wad off all over her tummy and tits before he got up her cunt. That-like sucking him off-'would have been fine on a weekend, when they had all morning to lie in bed. But with only time for a single cumming, she didn't want to waste it outside her body.

Laura slid away and rolled onto her back, arching. Her knees were lifted and her thighs parted wide and she tilted her cunt up to the coupling angle.

"Give it to me, Rod!" she moaned.

The handsome man rolled on top of her, taking his lean weight on his knees and elbows. He didn't ram it up her right away. Bending down, he kissed her same more and nursed on her titty valves.

She cradled his head to her tits and squirmed under him, enjoying the foreplay-although she was the sort of lady whose cunt was perpetually hot and wet and really didn't require any preliminaries.

His heavy cockhead lay on her cunt shelf, matting the silken curls with goo. He frigged up and down her belly a few times, as if getting his cock limbered up on the outside for the work to be done within.

Then he jerked his ass up and let his prick burrow down into her crotch. The huge knob flared in her gaping pussy. Her pliable pussy lips pulled greedily on the slab, as if her cunt was swallowing his meat.

Holding only the head in her cunt, Rod jerked his cock, making it pulse and throb, stirring it like a ladle in her creamy bowl. Her cunt sucked him in a bit deeper, half of the purple slab sinking in.

"Shove it up me, darling! Give me all of your big, hard prick!" she pleaded, her lovely face turning from side to side on the pillow, eyes narrowed and lips slack, her expression a mask of pure passion.

Rod slid his hands down her sleek flanks and cupped her under the cheeks of her firm, heartshaped ass, lifting her a bit higher as he prepared to thrust.

Laura pushed her pussy up and down, sliding her cunt on an inch or two of cock. He was teasing her by holding back and limiting the penetration.

And, kids or not, Laura was simply not the sort of woman to stay passive and quiet.

"Don't tease me, dammit! Fuck me!" she cried.

And, naturally, two very interested teenagers heard that plaintive cry.

Jeez! Mom's gettin' it! Jim thought, his lips drawing back in a lustful leer.

His bedroom was next to his parents' room and he could hear clearly through the wall. He got up from his bed, moving awkwardly because his cock and balls were swollen so huge that his hard-on was throwing him off balance.

He padded to the wall and clamped his ear to it, eager to overhear all that he could.

He sure wished that he could see it, too. The potent youth was always sneaking around hoping to get a glimpse of his mother-or his nubile kid sister-as they showered or bathed or changed their clothing. He had had a certain amount of success in those sightings, as well. But he had never seen his mom-or anyone else, for that matter-getting laid.

He sure as hell wanted to.

Now he was so intent on his ardent eavesdropping that, for the moment, he even forgot to pump his prick as he concentrated on his ears and his imagination.

Nor was he alone in this listening.

Wendy, too, had heard Laura's cry.

Oooooh, the girl silently whimpered. Daddy's big prick is stuffed up Mom's cunt!

Her hand slid down her own seething pussy and she began to play with her clit. She still held the cock-shaped vibrator in her other hand and she brought it to her mouth again, licking and then sucking. She pushed it in and out of her oval-shaped lips, and her blonde head bobbed up and down as if she were giving a blowjob.

The oversexed girl was imagining what it would be like to suck her father's cock just after it had come out, soaking, from her mother's cunt.

Heedless that they could be overheard as they abandoned themselves to lust, Rod and Laura began to fuck. He braced his knees on the bed, tightened his ass muscles, then rammed his cock up her all the way. His cockshaft vanished and his balls slapped against the curve of her ass.

He held it buried, grinding it around inside her as she wriggled like a fish on a hook. Every inch of his massive cock was buried in hot, sucking cunthole and the coupling was making them both pant and moan.

"Fuck my ass off! Screw me silly!" Laura wailed, loving to be stuffed to the brim but wanting the hot, sliding friction that would bring them off.

Rod pulled back, tugging his prick out against the clinging suction of her pussy, until only the fat cock-knob was plugged in her wet cunt.

He paused there, with his cockhead in her cunt and his long, glistening shaft standing out between them like a pipe line from his balls to her pussy.

Then, hiking her up by the ass, he shoveled his prick in balls-deep again. Laura fell into the rhythm with his thrusts, slamming her cunt down to meet him as he plowed in, and winding her ass and hips around on the backstroke.

Each time his prick stuffed her full, cuntjuice came pumping from her pussy. Her whole groin was lathered with hot cunt suds, and trickles of the pearly nectar were soaking down into the crack of her ass.

She bowed and bridged, arched and flipped, dancing a wanton waltz under his driving loins. Her cunt fairly flew up and down as she met his cock and matched his furious fucking pace with equal vigor.