Richard Hill - Sharing his sisters

Then he lifted his daughter and placed her butt on his thighs, bringing her aching snatch near his swollen cock. His fingers found her gash, and he fingered her clit till he knew she was ready. He kept rubbing her passion bud till she begged for his huge cock. She reached a hand down and held his colossal rod for a moment.

"Now, Daddy, now!" she pleaded, but he wanted to hear her plead some more.

"You're going to beg me for it, you cunt!" he yelled, his thumb and index finger squeezing her clit, shooting wild sensations through her cunt. Her head swayed as she weakened.

"Now, Daddy! Please, now!" she whispered, her speech becoming incoherent.

His strong hands cupped her butt. Then, lifting her up, he guided his throbbing prick to her split, tickling her clit with the swollen, aching tip of his rod. Her legs opened more as he teased her cunt, making her die of anticipation. Then just as quickly as he'd lifted her up to him, he drew her whole body to his, his shaft prying its way into the juicy folds of her twat.

Janie was completely out of control now, her horny snatch filled with her father's prick as her buttcheeks rested on his thighs. Her ass squirmed as she tried to move and twist, but his cock was so big that there wasn't much room for movement. He thrust up into her again, touching her uterus and bringing a scream from her.

"Oh, Daddy! Daaaadddy!" she screamed as tears poured from her eyes. He was filling her cunt so completely she couldn't stand it. Her body trembled as he held her, squeezing her and inching his dick farther into her tight pussy. Her legs reacted and wrapped around his waist as her cunt swallowed him to the base of his shaft.

Then she felt them take off. Her eyes closed as her father started bobbing his whole body up and down, bouncing on the bed. She felt her ass slap against his thighs every time they bounced, her quivering flesh landing on his eager and rushing body. He was bouncing her up and down his shaft now, her twat convulsing as his tool slid in and out, then up into her again as her crotch landed on his.

Her brain was even bobbing up and down now, her thoughts, everything was bouncing as she slid up and down his thick pole.

"Daddy!" she screamed as loud as she could, her cunt contracting around his prick. She'd never felt such a large dick in her before, and her head whirled with ecstasy as her orgasm shook her. Her juices flooded onto his cock as he fucked her faster than ever before, slapping her up and down on his thighs as she screamed for help. Her whole body convulsed as she came. Then just as her orgasm stopped, his started.

She felt his tool enlarge inside of her as they bobbed fiercely up and down, his cock now pointing straight up as she landed on him straight down. His cum shot into her once, twice, again and again, as she landed her full weight on his tremendous prick, her cunt dripping with semen every time she bounced up. She writhed in ecstasy, her body shuddering from his touch, and collapsed in his arms.

Joseph finished his load, and he, too, collapsed, resting his huge body against his daughter's as he still continued to twist his rod inside of her. Then Janie fell back to the bed, his dick sliding smoothly out from her wet snatch.

"That'll teach you to fuck every guy in town!" he said, his eyes watering, his body heaving, as he fell back onto the bed. The girls lay there totally exhausted, rubbing their soft cunts languidly.

Neither of them had ever felt so full, so satisfied before. Now they knew what it was like to have a real man's cock stuffed inside their cunts. They loved it and wanted more.

But their father had fucked them for a purpose, not for fun. After resting a moment, he looked at them, lying weakly on the bed.

"Now maybe you two tramps learned a little," he said, then, turning his head back to the bed, he collapsed in exhaustion.

Billy had left the apartment as quickly as he could, for he was as frightened of his father as his sisters were. He'd seen his father mad before, raging around the house like some crazy tyrant – and usually he had good reason to. But Billy didn't like to be in his way when he did. So moving into the living room, he'd slipped his trunks on and run out of the apartment.

As he walked towards the pool where his mother was, he tried to calm himself. He'd been terribly shocked at having his father walk in on him, and his heart was still racing. He wished there was something he could do to relax. Maybe a dip in the pool would help, he thought. He pushed the gate open quietly and spotted his mother floating along in the pool. She was alone.

"Hello, Mother!" he yelled to her.

"Well, how are you today, Billy?" she asked, noticing he looked a bit pale.

"I'm okay I guess." He threw his towel down as he sat on one of the chairs, watching his mother swim the length of the pool. It felt good to sit, to be away from his sisters far a while, just to be left alone. He took a cigarette and lit it, looking up at the beautiful blue sky.

"Why don't you come in and get wet?" his mother asked.

Billy turned his head to her. Then after a moment he replied, "Pretty soon, I will."

But the fact that his father was up there scolding them made him very uneasy. He figured they would blame him for the whole thing, and then his father would come down and take it out on him. So he was very uptight as he sat there, waiting for his father to arrive.

"What happened to your father?" Marcia asked him.

"… uh… talking to the girls. He said he'd be right down."

His mother accepted that, then slowly she climbed from the pool.

Billy watched her, half of his mind concentrating on his sisters, the other half trying to concentrate on his mother. The lovely shape of her forty-year-old body amazed him, for she looked much younger than that. Her body was full, and he wondered what his sisters would look like when they were as old as their mother.

Mrs. Huston took her towel from the chair and dried her skin for a few minutes. Then she sat down next to Billy.

"Isn't it a simply gorgeous day, Billy?"

He agreed with her as she lay next to him. She rarely spent any time with her only son, in fact, he felt like a complete stranger to her. He'd been away at school for a long time, and he'd moved out of the house even before that. He never really could talk to his mother, anti he always seemed rather remote to her. It was like Billy had a few secrets that he wouldn't tell her. But now she had a rare moment alone with her son, and she was overjoyed. She wanted to take full advantage of it, to get to know her son for the brief time he was there.

"How are the girls?" she asked, surprising him again.

After double-taking, he answered, "Uh, they're fine. Everybody's okay, Mom." His tone was rather shaky as he talked to her, and she could tell something was bothering him.

"I'm sorry we didn't have room for you at home, but the Stevens come here only every year or two, so, you know, we thought it would be best to let them stay with us."

"It's all right. Don't worry about it."

"Have your sisters been taking good care of you?"

He looked at her again, knowing something she didn't. "Oh, yeah. They've been great. Just great," and he gave her a smile to prove it.

His mother felt uneasy as she sat there, wanting to relieve the tensions between them, but she didn't know quite what, to do. She thought the water might help.

"Let's swim!" she said with a smile, and standing, she took her son's hand firmly and pulled him up from the chair. He wasn't especially in the mood to swim, but he didn't want to argue with his mother either, so he followed her lead and jumped in the blue water. The cool liquid felt good on his perspiring body as he tried to relax. He lay back and let the water take him while his mother watched.