Frank Levy: One bed family

She let her hands run down his chest and his rock-hard belly to his cock. It certainly wasn't all that big a tool, but he was as hard as an iron bar. The skin on the shaft of his prick hardly even slid around, he was so swollen. He was dripping lubricating fluid from the head of his dong, too, and she figured that he must be almost ready to shoot off already. She reached down to his hairy nuts and cupped them in her hand. They weren't nearly as big as Sam's or Junior's, or their father's. She arched her back and belly with horniness.

"Come on, Henry, and show me what you can do."

"You bet, lady!"

He eased forward, still on his heels, and placed his hot cock on top of her cunt. He didn't try to stick his fucker into her hole, but only slid his rod between the lips of her pussy. He was really very hot and hard, and the pre-cum dripping from his tool soon had her cunt lips slippery with the stuff.

He made little fucking motions with his cock, back and forth across her clit until he had wet it down with his goo. Then he took his cock in his hands and began to push it down on her clit.

He rubbed the hard knob of it around and around in circles on her buzzer, pushing down when he was over her mound and letting up on it when her clit was under his prong so that the head of it just glided tantalizingly over her stinger. It felt very good, but she didn't need any more arousal. She was more than ready for some hard fucking.

She squirmed her bottom up at him and reached down to stick the head of his cock into her hole.

She lurched up off the sofa and pushed her cunt up on his rod. He wasn't very big, but he sure was hot and hard. He moved his feet out from under him and stretched out on top of her, holding his weight off her body on his hands. He sank his spear into her pussy until their hips rubbed together and the bone above his cock was massaging her clit for her. It felt good, but he wasn't stretching her cunt the way the boys and their father could. He started fucking her with as long a stroke as he could manage without pulling his prick all the way out of her.

Mary Lou gave up on trying to get a hard-on out of Junior's limp dick and came over to the sofa where Cindy and Henry were fucking. She sat on the floor next to them and stuck her hand up between Henry's legs to play with his balls. He paid no attention to her, but Cindy pulled Mary Lou's other hand up to her breasts and had the girl play with her nipples while the boy fucked her pussy.

He was moving pretty fast then, still holding his weight up on his hands on the arm of the sofa and snapping strokes into her hot cunt like he was doing push-ups. Then he began spinning his butt around and driving his dick into her with a corkscrew motion that felt even better. Cindy was getting pretty hot by then and was ready to cum off. She wondered if the boy was going to fuck a bunch of cream into her gash at the same time. She wondered how big a load he would shoot off.

"I'm getting there," she moaned to Henry. "Keep on fucking, boy, don't stop now. That's it, drill that thing into me and bring me off really good."

He didn't say anything, but she could see a smile on his face over hers while he fucked even faster. She felt the orgasm beginning down deep inside her belly, swelling up at her clit and then rushing up her body and down the insides of her legs. Her cunt was contracting and sucking on his cock and she felt the glow of release, but he just fucked faster and faster until he was taking her breath away.

Her passion receded from the peak of her pleasure, and she wondered if he was going to be able to cum off. It didn't look like it, but she hoped that he wasn't going to shoot off then anyway. If he could just go on a little longer, she would be able to work back up to another cum and cream off with him when he did get his rocks off.

He leaned back on his knees with his cock still inside her pussy and still jabbing away at her. He didn't say anything, but he took her legs and pushed them back up on her belly so that her knees were pressed against her boobs. He held them up tight like that and fitted his body between her feet.

She had never fucked like that, but she saw right away why he wanted to do it that way. Her legs were pushed together, and that forced her cunt to tighten up on his dong. Her thighs were also pressed tightly against her clit, and as he began to rock her legs from side to side, she felt her buzzer getting hotter and hornier than before.

He was fucking her like a steam engine that way, his balls banging against the cheeks of her ass so hard that it felt like he was spanking her with his hand. It must sting his nuts to fuck that hard, she thought before she surrendered her mind to the lust that was once again building up inside her. Her cunt seemed tighter on his tool and it felt bigger as he fucked.

She felt like a coiled-up spring getting tighter and tighter with passion as he shafted his hard fucker into her cunt. She was going to cum off again. She was going to make it with him when he came off this time! She clamped down her pussy as hard as she could on his thrusting dick and squealed with pleasure. She didn't have to tell him that she was getting off again. The sucking of her cunt on his cock was message enough. This time it was even better than the first. She felt her neck and face burning with the flush of sex pleasure as she got off again, her toes curling back with the force of the orgasm he was fucking out of her.

But still he didn't shoot off. He fucked faster and faster while she was cumming, and he only slowed down his rapid strokes when she was finished. But she didn't feel any of his hot load inside her, nor did she feel the twitches and jerking of his joint that would have told her that he was getting his rocks off with her.

"Can't you get off?" she gasped as he continued to screw his pecker in her pussy.

"You're not complaining, are you?" he asked. He wasn't even panting or breathing hard.

"No, no. It feels wonderful. I just wanted you to have a good time too. You want me to suck you off?"

He shook his head. "Just wait and see." He fucked some more, jabbing his cock around inside her cunt so that he was exciting every part of her. "Get up on your hands and knees and put your head down on the couch," he ordered.

She did as he said, and he managed to keep his prong inside her and still fucking while she spun around on his shaft. He pushed her butt down so that her cunt was tight on his tool, and he put his hand between her legs and her belly so that his fingers were on each side of her clit. He massaged it gently as he sent his fucker thrusting in and out of her box.

"You like that?" he asked.

She murmured her pleasure.

"Good. Here we go again."

He was on his knees now, hunching her cunt dog-style, and he was fucking her so fast and so hard that she couldn't believe that any man could move his meat like that. One of his hands was playing with her clit just right, and the other one was fondling her breasts. His cock was raping in and out of her cunt so hard and fast that she was afraid he was going to bum her up. She got hotter and hotter, pumping out the pussy cream to keep his rod from scorching her cunt lining.

His fingers were jerking on her clit to the point that it would have been very painful if she hadn't been so aroused. Now, all she wanted was more and more of it. She didn't worry about him cumming too soon. He seemed to be able to hold it back forever.

She found herself hearing sobs and whimpers of agonized pleasure, and it was only when she paused to swallow that she realized that they were coming from her own mouth. He was reducing her to a mass of quivering cunt, just dying to get off one more time in what she knew would be the best cum of her life.

Oh, Jesus! Oh, Jesus! she thought. Here it comes! Oh, God, fuck me, what a fucker, cumming, God, God, so good, don't stop or I'll die!