David Crane - The family oral tradition

She was longing to suck Jim off.

But it was taboo, his cock was forbidden fruit, it would be oral incest. Her conscience was struggling with her inclinations, her inhibitions wrestling with her dark desire.

I mustn't she told herself.

But, oh! How I want to!

She summoned up every shred of her willpower, but it wasn't enough. She felt as if she were being dragged, tongue first, to her son's bedroom.

No! she asserted, with a surge of strength. It was only because she was so hot and horny she knew. If she could get her rocks off and cool down she would be able to resist her debased desire.

She needed help, an ally for her willpower. Naturally, she thought about her vibrator- which, also naturally, wasn't in her panty drawer.

She hurried to her bedroom and pulled the dresser drawer open, fumbling in the scanty garments. Where the fuck was her cock-shaped vibrator? She always kept it in the same place. She tried to remember when she'd used it last. It had been quite awhile, as she recalled. Her husband had been keeping her well-supplied with the real thing.

Had Rod taken it? she speculated.

He knew that she had a vibrator-was he secretly jealous of it, maybe? Had he thrown it out or hidden it so that she couldn't cock herself? It amused her to think that maybe Rod felt cuckolded by her sex toy.

But feeling amused did nothing to cool the raging inferno in her loins or slake the cum hunger in her mouth.

She concentrated hard, trying to remember if she had put the vibrator in a new place.

And, as she concentrated, just as if the tool was responding to a mental command, Laura distinctly heard the missing vibrator began to hum.

She blinked in astonishment as she heard the familiar sound of the buzzing tool.

Was it all in her mind?

Was lust driving her crazy? Could it possibly be that her vibrator was keyed to her thoughts, switching itself on as she searched for it?

No, that was silly.

But the humming persisted. Curious now, as well as horny as a polecat, she began to follow the sound. She moved towards her closet and the sound became fainter. She retraced her steps. The buzzing got more distinct as she neared the door-and louder still when she stepped into the hall.

Holy shit!

The sound was coming from her daughter's bedroom! she abruptly realized. She had to lean back against the wall for support as this fact sunk in. Then she began to grin lustfully. After all, Wendy was a teenager, and it was just as logical that she would be interested in cumming as it was that her brother jacked off. And she could hardly blame the girl for using the same sex toy she used herself.

She couldn't even castigate her for taking it without permission-or feel jealous about it, since it was only an animated object, not flesh and blood.

But she could sure as hell want to get a good look at what was going on!

Laura felt as turned on by the prospect of peeking on her sexy daughter as she had been by spying on her big-pricked son. Her tongue was still tingling and her cunt was turning into a swamp.

As she listened, she heard the humming sound become more faint and muffled-and now the buzzing was accompanied by a soft, squishing sound.

Wendy had stuck it up her cunt!

And Laura was sure as hell going to watch that.

It was only fair, she figured.

After all, it was her dildo.

When Jim went back to his bedroom in disgrace, his sister heard him walk down the hall and assumed that he was going downstairs to breakfast. Now she could enjoy a long, leisurely session with the vibrator, and the sexy teenager was really looking forward to that.

The fact that it was her mom's dildo made. it even better because she loved the idea of stuffing her fuckhole with the same device that had so often been shoved up the voluptuous woman's cunt.

Wendy was fascinated by cunts-her own as well as any other sexy lady's. She certainly wasn't a lesbian, since she loved pricks and was enthusiastic about fucking. Nor was she at all interested in lesbians-like the female gym teacher who leered at her in the locker room and showers. But the thought of making love with another normal, healthy, heterosexual girl really turned her on-and the more feminine that girl was, the better she would like it.

She had often considered approaching one of her pretty girlfriends, suggesting that it might be fun to do some mutual cunt lapping. But she had never dared, for fear that the other girl might not think the same way. A turn-down would be most embarrassing, and Wendy sure as shit didn't want anyone to think she was a dyke.

But she could always enjoy her own shapely body in solo lovemaking, at least-as she was preparing to do at the moment. She got up from her bed and moved to the dresser, where she adjusted the hinged looking glass, tilting it so that she could see her reflection from the bed.

And because she was going to be concentrating on her own image in the mirror, the girl was not going to notice it when her bedroom door quietly opened a crack.

Nor did she realize, yet, that she had come by her interest in cunt lapping honestly-inheriting the inclination from her mother in her cunt gobbling genes.

With the mirror angled just right, she returned to her bed and switched on the vibrator.

The big, wedge-shaped knob began to pulse and the thick shaft shivered. Merry lights danced in the horny teenager's eyes as she gazed at her plastic passion toy. She held it by the power packed hilt with one hand, and stroked her other hand up and down, as if she were frigging the tool off.

She held it to her ear for a moment, listening as if the vibrant buzzing were the whispered words of a lover expressing his adoration.

Watching herself in the angled looking glass, she played the humming knob against her swollen fifty tips and slid it up and down through her cleavage.

Then she took it into her mouth and sucked. That was when the buzzing noise became moist and muted-and brought her fascinated mother sneaking down to quietly open the door a crack and peek in.

She gasped at the sight. Already horny from spying on her son, Laura began to pant like a bitch in heat as she played the voyeur on her sexy daughter.

With her own eyes fixed on the angled mirror, Wendy was unaware that her solitary sex show had suddenly turned into a performance that she was putting on an erotic exhibition for an audience of one.

Not that she would have minded.

She licked and sucked hungrily on the dildo, wishing it were a real prick so that she could milk it off and drink her reward.

Her mother could tell that the girl was an avid and ardent sort of cocksucker, and that from the experienced way she was mouthing the vibrator, she had undoubtedly had experience on the real thing.

Wendy was sucking so enthusiastically that it looked as if she were trying to suck the batteries out of the tool, and she was so hot that it seemed like the plastic prick was going to melt in her mouth.

She lowered it and dipped the humming knob into her creamy fuckhole. Then she brought it back to her lips and tasted her juice from the knob.

Laura was licking her lips as she watched her daughter taste her own cunt nectar. The wanton woman was getting as hungry for her daughter's pussy as she was for her son's prick. She was feeling so randy that she almost felt ashamed of herself for such dark desire.

Wendy shifted the vibrator up and down, frigging her cunt and then her mouth. The tool went down slathered with slobber and came back up drenched with cunt milk.

Laura was hoping that Wendy didn't wash the purloined prick before she returned it to her dresser drawer. She wanted to taste that juice, too.

In no hurry to cum, really having a ball with her stolen sex toy, Wendy continued to alternate between her cunt and her mouth. She was pretending that she was taking part in a three- some, sucking some guy's prick as it came out of some sexy girl's cunthole. It was the sort of fantasy that she loved as she frigged off-and that she hoped to make reality in the near future.