Ron Taylor: Make room for daughter

He tongued the cunt, savoring her hot taste, and he could feel the response bubbling inside his prick.

She had a big clit, the biggest he'd ever seen on a girl, and it was sensitive and responsive in proportion to its size. John closed his lips around it and sucked hard, as if it were a pearly pink nipple. Her clit swelled and throbbed against his tongue. His fingers poked repeatedly into the dampening tightness of Beth's aroused cunt.

Her legs folded around her neck and she gripped his hair to guide his face down into her cunt.

John went willingly. He loved to eat this girl. She was a wild hot fuck without a brain in her head. If she'd had an IQ, he'd have married her in a minute.

He lapped her a few minutes more, but his mind was on the sweet hot ass-fucking that he was going to get from Beth Reynolds. Barbara, his ex-wife, had grown up in a time when nice girls didn't take it up the ass. Beth was a product of the 70's, when fucking anything went, and she had no hang-ups about any sexual act.

She looked down at him. "Why don't we grease each other up, Big Daddy? If your prick is half as horny to bite my butt as my butt is to be bitten by your fat nasty tool."

Sitting up, Beth took the K-Y and squeezed out a palmful of the lotion. Her brown eyes sparkled as she locked at John.

"All for you," she smirked, then grabbed his cock in hand and rubbed the grease on his hard meat.

John got his fingers greased up. He turned Beth over onto her belly and she spread her legs, as eager as a whore. He opened her ass-cheeks and massaged the jelly onto her tight little assring, punching in his finger to open her up and pushing the stuff up into his teenaged lover's asshole.

If anyone, five years ago, had told him that he would be living with a teenage fuck bunny, who could have taught Rock Hudson new tricks on a stiff prick, he'd have called them crazy.

Beth had the cutest asshole he'd ever seen. It was tight and tiny, and it even tasted good. He leaned down to kiss it and lick it, his tongue slipping up into her shitter. Even her shit tasted good. He pulled the hole wider and pushed his tongue in deeper.

Beth arched her ass upward, and his mouth followed.

"Oh, you're such a dirty old…" She giggled, humping her ass into his face.

He got his tongue out of the way and shoved a finger up her hole, into the greasy tightness, and she squirmed all over the mattress, her ass rising and falling, her muscles automatically gripping his finger.

"Ah… ahhh…" the lithe brunette panted while John finger fucked her shithole.

It felt so good he hated to take his finger out, even though he planned to replace that finger with his hugely engorged cock, which was aching to fuck Beth's back door.

He moved into the spread of her slim shapely legs. She lifted her ass, looking back over her shoulder.

John shook his head. He could understand why Beth's father was so pissed at him. For a moment he allowed himself to think of his own daughter. He would have killed a guy who was about to do this to Mary Jo, sure as shit.

But there was a difference. John's daughter was a shy, naive, sheltered virgin girl. Beth had been around the block many, many times, and there was nothing shy or naive about her.

"Are you gonna stick that cock up my ass?" she sighed.

John's prick got higher, longer. He was dying to fuck the juicy sweet teen bitch. Right where she wanted his cock – in her tight hot asshole!

Beth reached back and took hold of John's cock, arching her back as she brought his cock down to kiss the greasy mouth of her ass. She wiggled against his cock, relishing the feel of his prick nudging her asshole.

For a moment she guided his cock down into the winking gash of her cunt.

John sighed, feeling her pussy heat enfold his cock. He pushed, burying half his prick in Beth's pussy, but it wasn't really what he wanted.

He pulled out of her cunt.

She smiled. "Well, I guess you're gonna do it, aren't you, stud? C'mon, Big Daddy, bone my butt with that big hard peter!"

He knew how she liked it, and he gave it to her in that spirit. John thrust, his cock snapping open the taut fleshy ring of Beth's asshole, and his prick sank into her hot ass.

She stiffened beneath him. "Oh, shit!"

John started fucking her ass.

Her whole opened wider, though she had never been anything but tight back there. He fed her ball of his eight-incher, then he pushed hard, anxious to get the rest of his cock into Beth's whole.

"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned, rocking with the force of his thrust.

John didn't hold back a thing. He gritted his teeth and let her have it all.

His prick snapped through her tight assring, and suddenly he was deep inside her ass, driving hard and fucking deeply.

She jerked and gasped with each stab, but she wanted it, God, she wanted it!

"Fuck me! Oh, fuck my motherfucking whole, Big Daddy!"

With his prick balls-deep in her grease-lined shitter, he rammed in and out. She was squeezing her pussy, spreading the cuntlips wide and frigging her hot hard clit as he banged her butt. He could feel her excitement, the sexual energy rolling inside Beth. He hunched over her body, fucking her ass, and he filled his hands with her big tits. She made a yelping sound as he shoved his cock home, hitting the very bottom of her shit-chute.

His hard cock made pleasure radiate through her body. He could feel her response in her tits. She leaned down, licking the back of his hand as he massaged her tits. He stuck a finger into her mouth and let her suck it. The feel of her lips, her tongue, around his finger drove John's throbbing cock mad. He banged deeper, more possessively, into her asshole.

She began to come.

John gritted his teeth and fucked, his fucking becoming wilder. He milked her tits with one hand, the other covering Beth's own hand as it frigged her rippling cunt. She had half her fist jammed up her pussy. Someday he'd show her what it was like to get fisted by a man.

His cock began to rage inside Beth as he moved into the homestretch.

John rammed his cock again and again into Beth Reynolds' churning ass, guided her fingers in and out of her sticky, sloppy cunt, and he used his prick like a pry-bar, lifting her to higher and higher plateaus of orgasmic response while his prick throbbed and fucked.

Beth was in heaven now as John fucked her repeatedly.

He was counting the seconds off, willing himself not to come, though he knew that soon he would have to. Again and again his cock entered her tight shitter, and she lurched and moaned and exploded anew with each thrusting fuck-plunge.

From the feel of her body under his, he knew that she had come to the boiling point. She literally could not mange another orgasm.

John pumped hard, filling Beth's ass with his aroused cock.

Then the Goddamn fucking telephone rang! He'd already turned off the answering machine and now he had to choose between the boiling lust of his cock and the jingle-jangle of the phone ringing. His prick was swollen to the size of a log, and it was totally imbedded in Beth's asshole.

The phone call was probably nothing. But what if it was his editor, calling to discuss revisions.

Goddam it to hell!

He pulled out of Beth, his cock still unbelievably long, hard, throbbing.

The busty brunette slumped to the bed as John reached for the phone.

"Barb? What the hell do you want, calling this time of night? This had Goddamn better be important…"

John listened, but it was damn hard to pay attention, not with Beth turning around her brown eyes glowing like fire. She squeezed her tits together, posing them for him, and he reached out automatically, running his fingertips across her hard, pointy brown nipples. Leaning forward, she wrapped her tits around his cock and moved up and down, sliding his prick between her hot sweaty tit-flesh.