The first few days were really nice; I relaxed by the pool and sunbathed. Marissa told me I could take all my clothes off and get a full body tan if I wanted to. The back yard was secluded and very private. I didn’t follow her advice completely; I just took my top off. I didn’t really want a tan since one of my best features is my milk white skin against my red hair and blue eyes. I didn’t have a lot of pubic hair but what I did have was fiery red. Marissa usually brought me a couple of Gin Tonics, which made my time out by the pool very relaxing. I had never had anything to drink so this made me feel grown-up and mature.
At dinnertime Crystal and Charles had martinis and I usually had a banana or strawberry daiquiri. Marissa had sort of taken over my drinking diet for me and I was glad. She guessed I was a novice when it came to drinking..
About the fifth day I was out by the pool as usual. Charles was away on a trip, something he did often with his business and Crystal had some kind of social circle meeting with some women in the neighborhood. Marissa was about in the house doing whatever she did for Charles and Crystal. I had been lying out by the pool after taking a dip in the warm water, and was half dozing after two Tom Collins.
Suddenly, I felt a large flat tongue lick my tits. I thought I was dreaming about Stacie for a minute and then I realized that the tongue had a slight roughness to it. I opened my eyes and was startled to see Sam standing there licking my tits. I sat up and yelled at him, “Bad boy, bad boy!” Marissa must have heard me because suddenly she was their admonishing Sam, “Sam, you bad dog. Come with me right now. Come on.” Sam followed her looking forlorn, but not before I noticed he had a hard on. His pink dick was sticking out of its sheath. His doggie dick was long, about five, six inches. It was pointy and got thicker towards the base. I don’t know why but I felt a stirring in my loins as I rubbed my tits and remembered how his tongue felt on my tits. My nipples had enlarged and I was a little ashamed that a dog had made them like that. I lay there with mixed emotions for about twenty or thirty minutes thinking about what had happened. I decided to go in the house and make friends with Sam.
I knew he was just trying to be friendly and did the only thing that dogs do to show their feelings. As I neared the door to the house I heard a voice and I started to walk softly and as I eavesdropped. I heard Marissa saying, “You poor baby, you have-not had any pussy since Kyla got here. But we all have to be careful she might not understand about you, Baby.” I walked towards the voice and it led me to a recreation room adjacent to the kitchen. I almost cried out in shock when I peeked around the door and saw Marissa on her hands and knees, playing with Sam’s doggie dick as Sam sat on his haunches with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. His dick looked larger than before and it was an angry dark red. Marissa was leaning over and jacking his big dick with her small hand. Then she leaned way over and took his dick in her mouth.
I thought I was going to faint from excitement or shock, I don’t know which. She sucked on it for a couple of minutes and then she shimmied out of her panties and lay on the floor with her legs wide open. “Come on, Baby, suck mama’s pussy.” Sam did not wait to be told twice. He jumped up and dove at her pussy. She was clean-shaven and when Sam swiped his big broad doggie tongue up and down her pussy, her pussy lips separated and almost inverted. Sam dug into her vagina spooning out Marissa’s sex juices as she lay there moaning and moving her hips gently up and down to coincide with the dog’s tongue penetrating her pussy. This went on for a while until Marissa started to cum.
She quickly turned over and yelled at Sam. “Up boy, up! She was on all fours as Sam jumped up gently on her back and his paws slid along her ribs to her hips. Sam inched up and he found Marissa’s pussy with his dick. He hunched in once and seated his dick deep inside her pussy. All eight inches of him. His dick looked as thick as my wrist. Marissa groaned and dropped down to her elbows with her ass still sticking up in the air against Sam.
Sam started his rapid hunching and Marissa dropped all the way down until her face was on the floor against her arms and her tits were flat on the floor. Sam had a clear shot at her pussy. He was humping into her rapidly as Marissa continued to back up into him. I could see his big red dick going in and out in a blur. At the base I could see his dick was the size of a normal man’s penis. I could only imagine what Marissa was feeling. I noticed a knot was forming at the base of Sam’s doggie dick and watched intently to see what was going to happen. When it enlarged to the size of a large lemon, Sam hesitated as if waiting for something and Marissa pushed back hard and shoved the knot into her pussy. Sam repositioned himself and continued his rapid thrusts. Now his thrusts were short and hard. His dick seemed to stop at the knot every time he pulled out so his thrusts were hard but short and rapid. Marissa was cumming. She started hissing and her body was trembling as her breath came hard and ragged. She went into her orgasm and Sam barked a couple of times as if to encourage her. Cum juice was all over the place as it dripped out of Marissa’s pussy and ran down her legs.
“OOOhhh, hunhunh, oh yeesss!! Oh, fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me, Sam..” Sam slammed into her harder and harder and Marissa was rolling one orgasm over another and she continued cumming as she now lay there totally surrendered to Sam’s will with her ass up in the air and her face laying on her arms on the floor. Sam continued humping and took her to another orgasm as Marissa rose to another level of pleasure. She was pulling on her clitoris, rolling it around with her thumb and forefinger as she began another orgasm.
“OOhhh Goddddd!!!” she cried out as she started to cum and her body shook like someone had thrown a buck of ice water on her. She hit her peak and Sam started to cum. I saw fuck juice dripping from her pussy as Sam let go with his doggie cum and shot his wad into her. Sam was shaking and as he pushed his ass up against Marissa and shoved his dick to the hilt. “Aaaiiiieeee, Oh, jeezzuussss,” Marissa cried out as she came again and again and again. “Your gismo is scalding my pussy, Baby.”
Sam humped a couple more times and then he stood still. He turned around and gently dropped to his legs. Marissa and Sam were joined like a dog and a bitch back to back. Marissa reached back and held his hind legs so Sam wouldn’t move. Sam just stood there until Marissa let him go. They stay tied together for about fifteen minutes and then he pulled gently and his knot popped out of Marissa’s expanded pussy. He turned around and began licking Marissa’s pussy taking swipes all the way from her pussy to her asshole as he licked her juices and cleaned her up. Marissa body shook and then fell onto her back. Sam’s dick hung from his body and looked a mile long.
Marissa saw me standing by the door and she motioned for me to come in.. I hadn’t noticed but I had both hands in my pussy with at least one finger all the way up inside of me. I was topless and I removed my bikini bottom as I walked towards her. She motioned for me to straddle her face. I lowered myself until my pussy was against her mouth and my knees had captured her head between them. She started reaming me out and licking my clitoris. Her hands went around my small lithe hips and she stuck a finger in my asshole. I started to come immediately.
I leaned back and felt Sam’s head between Marissa’s legs licking her pussy. Marissa came one more time and Sam moved away from her. Sam came around in front of me and started licking my tits. First one then the other.. I went crazy I had six orgasms in a row as I climbed higher and a knot formed in my womb as a wrenching orgasm hit me. I started squirting all over Marissa’s face and hugged Sam to my breasts.
I fell off of Marissa and got on all fours as I yelled at Sam. “Fuck me, Sam!” Fuck me!”
I heard Marissa say, “Up boy, up.” I felt Sam’s paws slide down my rig cage and lock on to my hips. He positioned the tip of his dick at the entrance to my pussy and I held my breath. I heard Marissa saying, Relax, relax. You are going to love this.”
Suddenly I felt Sam push and he shoved his dick all the way into my pussy. The tip of his doggie dick brushed against my cervix and pulled a groan out of me as his big dick slammed into the back of my uterus. Sam started his rapid humping and I started cumming. I was having one cum after the other. I could feel Sam shooting his precum into my pussy filling me to the brim. I didn’t know that dogs could cum like that. His dog sperm was hot and it warmed my womb as my lower belly became distended. Sam fucked me for what seemed like hours but I know now it was only seven or eight minutes. I felt his knot knocking at the entrance to my pussy. It felt like a golf ball. He stopped for a second and I hunched back hard and the golf ball popped into my pussy as his doggie dick hit my cervix. I began a mega orgasm. The tip of his dick entered my cervix slightly and when Sam humped again an inch or two of his pointy dick was in my womb. My pussy walls clamped around his dick and my cervix had a grip on the tip of his penis. I almost fainted as I stopped breathing and I continued to cum hard one on top of the other. Sam shot his hot sperm and I came again. This time I yelled like a wounded deer as his sperm, thicker than before, scalded my cervix “Ahahaiiiieeeee.” I fell forward and Sam followed on top of me. His knot had grown to the size of a baseball and I could feel tremendous pressure at the entrance to my pussy as my outer pussy muscles clamed down behind his knot. Sam continued to hump me until he finished. Marissa held him on top of me It took twenty minutes to come down as Marissa rubbed Sam’s back and hold him what a good dog he was. She rubbed my pussy to help me relax but I went into another orgasm. Finally, Sam’s knot slipped out of my pussy with a popping sound.
Marissa turned me over and started kissing and sucking my tits as Sam licked my pussy and cleaned me up. I trembled as I came again twice more and my body shook as I tried to regain my senses.
“Oh, Kyla, you were terrific, Baby. You and me are going to have a lot of fun this summer.” she said excitedly.
I just lay there grinning enjoying the after effects of the multiple orgasms I just had. I reached over and grabbed Sam and hugged him holding him against me. I felt his warm furry body against me and I decided then and there that there was nothing wrong with fucking a dog. After all most dog owners treated their dogs like people, dressed them like people, took them to doctors like people, buried them like people, so why not fuck them like people. I have to admit though that I never dreamed of doing this ever.
“You are a wonderful dog. I like the way you fuck and I’m going to make you very happy while I’m here,” I said to him as he licked my face and rubbed his long lithe body against me. I reached under him and caressed his dick as it hung limply almost dragging on the floor. I bent under him and kissed his dick and then without giving it a thought I sucked it into my mouth and covered it with a pool of warm saliva. I felt Sam hump my face a couple of times and I pulled away. There would be time for that later.
“All dogs, don’t fuck like this one,” Marissa was saying. “This is a very special dog. He was trained specifically for fucking humans. Crystal took him when he was a year old to this trainer who specializes in this. I went with her a couple of times and I took part in the training. I didn’t have too, but after I saw Crystal fuck him the first time. I had to try it. The trainer had other dogs there too, so I spent a week with him helping him train them. Crystal tried only one other dog, a Saint Bernard, but her heart belongs to Sam here, not that I blame her. Sam really knows how to be gentle or hard when he has too.”
“Crystal, fucks Sam too?” I asked Marissa.
“Oh, yes, there are other women in the development who fuck dogs too.. I think that’s where Crystal got the idea. You see, all the men around here are gone most of the time or too busy to take care of their wives properly and of course some of the women are just horny bitches. The dogs kind of fill in. You’ll notice everybody around here has dogs. Each of course to their preference. Dogs are ready to fuck anytime you want them to, for as long as you want them to. Best of all they don’t talk and don’t care who they fuck as long as the ass staring them in the face. They are not possessive or jealous and they don’t care if you are young, old, beautiful or homely.
“The richest couple in the neighborhood is the Carleton’s,” Marissa continued. “Penelope Carleton, she likes to be called Penny, also has horses. I have heard she fucks a Shetland pony she has but I haven’t seen that. Once in a while I join Crystal and Charles along with Sam here in a fuckfest. Mostly I do it with Crystal and Sam, Charles is a hypocrite. He doesn’t want anyone to know that he lusts after young girls or that he loves to see his wife sucking on a girls pussy while Sam here fucks her.”
“I never would have believed it. Charles is always the epitome of propriety around our family. And Crystal has never even said shit around us after she married Charles,” I told her.
“By the way, do you eat pussy?” Marissa asked.
“I’ve only done it a couple of times and I have really enjoyed it,” I told her. I didn’t want to get into Stacie and Evie, at least not just yet.
“Have you been fucking long?” she asked.
“No, not really, I’ve only had one boy and two other women,” I told her.
“Well, Baby, I’m going to give you an education while you are here.. Right now lets get cleaned up and clean Sam up. Crystal doesn’t want me to fuck him when she isn’t around. You remember that because she really gets pissed.”
We cleaned Sam up and we took a shower together. We made each other cum with our fingers while showering. Nothing too intense but nice. The rest of the week went by fast, especially since Marissa and I fucked Sam at least once a day while Crystal was away from the house. I couldn’t get enough of the dog-fucking and coupled with Melissa either eating my pussy while she fucked Sam or me eating hers while Sam fucked me, I was in heaven.

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The passing night had opened a Pandora’s Box of sexual desire, and once started on their
erotic path, they had a demanding lust to taste and feel it all.
“Ahhhh!” Peter moaned. “Yeah! That’s it, Mom, suck! Lick my balls, Marsha … do it,
babe! Yeah! Yeah! Suck ’em good!”
Marsha had taken half of his ballsac in her mouth and was sucking gently on a testicle.
Each sudden movement of her hot mouth sent a wild shiver up his spine, making his cock
jerk and twitch in Carol’s educated mouth; her powerful cheek muscles coaxing it back
to steely dimensions. His body was alive with electric thrills.
Peter bent over and spread his mother’s legs, dislodging Marsha’s grip on her firm tits,
baring her thick, blonde pussy-muff. He could easily see her puffy cunt-lips through
the sticky tangle. They twinkled, pink and pretty.
“Oh, sweet pussy! I’m going to eat your cunt ’til you scream for mercy!”
Carol wiggled her hips in invitation. With his prick embedded in her mouth, Marsha s
till sucking his balls, Peter began to run his tongue, ever so gently, around the outer
lips of her wet pussy. Like a flower, they parted and her rosy clit popped out, immediately
becoming distended. He swiped at it with his warm tongue, then nibbled at it with sharp
teeth.
Carol jumped and tried to yell, but his cock choked off the muted sound. She jumped even
higher when Marsha’s tongue joined her brother’s. One gentle, one rough; Carol reveled in
the double tongue-fucking. Her legs were pulled up and back, giving her lovers access to
her entire body. The gentle tongue – Marsha’s – laved her puckered asshole, bathing the
dark opening with hot saliva. Peter’s fat tongue – a little prick – darted in and out of
her searing pussy, sliding over her sizzling clit as it dipped down into the boiling
depths of her secret opening.
Chills and shivers attacked her body and her sensory system registered thrill after
thrill as the two, snake-like tongues slithered up, over, in, and around her hot fuck
holes. Her body was rapidly going out of control, and each new sensation slammed her
gyrating hips against their faces as they fought to give her the cum of her life.
Carol squeezed Peter’s ass as hard as she could, desperately holding on as her climax
built to a screaming crescendo. Her hips twisted and turned, and humped greedily against
the relentless, pleasure-giving tongues. She was strangling, gasping for breath. Spitting
his cock out, she screamed her passion loudly.
“Aggggggg! Ughhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Oh, Mar, stop! For Christ’s sake, stop! … I’m dying!
Please, no more. No more! I can’t take it! Oh, Peter … hummmmmmm!” Her body hung in
space for what seemed like an eternity, then softly melted into the mattress, spent and
exhausted.
Cum-juice smeared his face and saliva dribbled down his chin. Panting, Peter stood up
slowly. Marsha’s head was now buried deep between her mother’s spread thighs, her tongue
softly tapering her off; cooling the inner walls of her fiery cunt, cleaning the sticky
juices of her passion from the sides. Carol’s lips gently held the knob of his twitching
prick, her mouth too tired to suck on the glistening shaft. His cock make a plopping
noise as he pulled it from his mother’s tired mouth.
Dreamily, Carol spread her legs as wide as possible, giving her daughter complete access
to her innermost being. The feeling was still there, still alive! Marsha’s tongue was
slowly bringing her down from a sexual high never experienced before. She had been eaten
by her son and daughter – at the same time! And she had loved it!
Her breathing was returning to normal and she felt a slight chill as she became aware
of the cool, early morning air on her perspiring body. They had fucked the night away,
she though lazily.
“Good, wasn’t it, Mom?”
“Oh, sweetheart, it was better than good. I thought my body was going to explode. I can’t
describe it. You’ll have to experience it for yourself.”
Marsha’s smile broadened and her eyes flashed. “I was hoping you’d say that. When you
feel up to it, I want to be next!”
Carol looked at Marsha in sudden excitement. This was more than she could have hoped for.
Like mother, like daughter!
“Peter?” she asked.
Peter sat on the bed, eyes aglow. “I’ll watch this time. I’ve always wanted to see two
women eat each other out.” He smiled at his sister. “This is what you two did last night,
isn’t it?”
Giggling, Marsha nodded, then her voice turned serious.
“When I came home I was looking for something, Pete, besides just fucking you. Now I’ve
found it. I found out I’m just like Mom. I want it all … all the Bradford men, and” –
she looked lovingly at her mother – “all the Bradford women.” She laughed and her eyes
sparkled.
“Mom broke me in first, then she did you, and then we did each other. And now,” she said,
winking at her mother, “we’re going to put on a show for you, aren’t we?”
Carol leaned over and kissed her daughter lightly, a motherly kiss, a kiss of pride;
then winked at Peter. “We sure are!” she said, her chest beginning to rise with excitement.
Smiling like a cat, Marsha sat against the headboard, drew her legs up and spread them
wide apart, giving them a close-up view of her pink pussy, surrounded by a mat of thick,
blonde hair. She fondled her large, round tits, making the nipples stand taut and erect;
her eyes closing as the smoldering heat of her body began to flow.
Peter licked his lips and felt his cock stir. Shit, he thought in admiration, a real sex
machine!
“Com’on, Mom, eat me!” Marsha purred. “Suck my juicy slit! Eat my dirty cunt!”
Trembling, her own lust beginning to simmer, Carol crawled between Marsha’s open thighs;
her fingertips gently running up and down the silky flesh. Softly, she kissed a rock-hard
nipple.
Peter looked from one to the other, from mother to daughter. It was like looking at twins.
It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen and he realized it could only happen this
way; with them linked together as a loving and fucking family. His chest swelled with
love and affection.
Giggling like a young girl, Carol said, “Oh, yes, baby! I’m gonna eat you! And I’m going
to eat you ass, too; stick my tongue all the way up there. I don’t know where you learned
that, but I’m so glad you did.”
Marsha threw her head back and hugged her mother close.
“Daddy taught me,” she said laughing. “I sort of forgot to tell you, but last night,
while you were fucking Peter I was fucking Daddy. And he screwed my ass and taught me
about ass-rimming.”
“What?! You did what?”
“Are you mad?” Marsha asked, suddenly and sincerely contrite.
Carol’s mouth hung open, her eyes wide in amazement. “I can’t believe this,” she said,
“Where is he? What’s he doing? What does he feel about all this?”
Marsha shrugged. “When I left, he was sleeping like a baby. At first, he tried to push
me off, but, I guess, my pussy got to him and he just started fucking me. Real good, too!
He really didn’t seem to mind afterwards. He said I was just like you.”
“You just left him? Oh, the poor baby. He’s probably going crazy trying to figure out how
to tell me.” She covered her face and laughed. “And to think, I was worried about how I
was going to tell him about Peter. Oh, I can’t wait to see the look on his face.” Carol
started to get up.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Peter said, pushing her close to Marsha, “Not before you two finish
what you started. You guys promised me a show.”
Mother and daughter looked from one another to Peter’s straining cock, the tip, flared
and angry looking. “Well,” Marsha said smiling, “we did say we were going to put on a
show.”
“Yes, we did,” Carol girlishly giggled. “And your tits are still quite warm.”
“So’s my cunt,” Marsha whispered.
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Carol dipped between Marsha’s open
legs and began to lick at her cunt and savor its musky aroma. Feather-like, her tongue
darted in and out of her daughter creamy pussy; a dainty teasing touch that made the heat
rise in Marsha’s body, and made her tingle with pleasure.
Marsha smiled and through slitted eyes she watched her brother stroke his big fuck-pole
to its full proportions and her own pleasure doubled as she watched. His lust was her
pleasure; his pleasure, her passion. In the back of her mind she knew why the family had
committed their lovemaking to film.
Peter became caught up in the voyeuristic pleasure of watching. He saw his sister’s face
contort, her brow crease, and her jaws clinch as each wave of ecstasy washed over her.
He saw Carol’s head bob rhythmically, and in his mind’s eye he could see the tip of her
tongue dip in and out Marsha’s sopping cunt.
Carol’s lovely ass stuck straight up in the air, two perfect half-moons, beckoning to
him. His father had fucked that ass, his fevered brain told him. His father had fucked
Marsha’s lovely ass! His prick ached to fuck one of the asses that his father had fucked.
Carol felt the pressure on her cuntlips; the sudden parting. She felt the rough ridges
of his prick rub the wall of her wet pussy. Her eyes clouded over and she moaned loudly
into her daughter cunt as her son’s cock filled her up. Marsha felt the extra weight
against her body and opened her eyes. “Oh, yes, Peter, Yes! Fuck her cunt! Hard!” Marsha
mumbled passionately as she rubbed Carol’s back and tits, squeezing them roughly, urging
her humping hips onward.
His cock sank to the base in Carol’s sticky wetness, becoming drenched with her flowing
juices. He leaned forward, grabbed his sister’s round tits and kissed her hungrily, his
tongue probing deep in her warm, searching mouth.
They were now completely linked. Joined by mouth, pussy and cock. Each was transported
to another dimension, yet each was with the other. The past had caught up with the
present. Fantasy had become reality.
Peter strained his legs; his rotating hips pressed tightly against his mother’s butt,
his twisting cock embedded all the way up her heated box. He could feel her developed
cunt muscles, like tiny fingers, massage the shaft of his throbbing prick. Each squeeze
of his cock sent blinding ripples of pleasure to his brain, urging his lust on. When he
stuck his cock in Carol’s puckered asshole, they all came in unison, and their passion,
their love could be heard throughout the house. And they didn’t care.
**************************
When Mike Bradford woke up he felt hungover. His head thundered and his body ached in
places he didn’t know it was possible to hurt in. Bleery-eyed, he looked around. Marsha
was gone, but the imprint of her body remained.
So, it wasn’t a dream, he thought. I actually fucked my own daughter! Adopted daughter!
Splitting hairs seemed to take some of the sting out of the incestuous act. To his
surprise, he really didn’t feel any real, deep remorse. Marsha was an adult, and it was
she who initiated it. But why? Was it possible she found out about their secret and was
trying, in some insidious way, to punish them. Nonsense, he thought. How could she? But
where the hell was Carol when all this was going on? And where was she now?
He staggered up, started to stretch and stopped short. Oh, shit, he thought, Carol knows!
That must be it; somehow she found out, maybe she heard them, and she’s pissed. That’s
why she isn’t here. Angrily, he slapped his head and instantly regretted it.
“Hi, sleepy-head!”
Carol closed the door behind her. Mike noted that she was smiling. Maybe, he hoped, she
didn’t know.
The white, silk robe was loosely belted and the material clung to hills and valleys of
her body. He knew she was naked beneath it.
“Did you sleep well?” she asked innocently.
Mike looked her in the eye. “You know, don’t you?”
Laughing, she embraced him. “Oh, you poor dear! Yes, I know about you and Marsha. She told
me.”
“She told you?” he asked incredulously. “This is crazy! What the hell’s gotten into her?”
“Besides you?” Carol giggled, then, seriously, she said, “I think you better sit down,
Mike. This is probably going to blow you away.”
Mike sat. Taking his hand she told her astonished husband the entire story; starting at
the beginning with Marsha’s confession about her lust for Peter and ending with their
fantastic three-way, gang fuck. She told it quickly, leaving nothing out, but gaguing
his reaction to each event; preparing to blunt any hint of jealously or anger. She was
pleasantly surprised when there wasn’t any, just a wide-eyed, dumbfounded look. When she
finished, she waited for his final reaction; laughing when he flopped back on the bed,
let out a deep sigh, and said, “Holy Shit!”
She threw herself across his naked body. “Does that mean you’re not angry about Peter
and me? I mean, I’m not the least bit jealous of you and Marsha. I hope you really enjoyed
her as much as I did, and Peter. She’s really something.”
Mike threw up his hands in a gesture of helplessness.
“I’m not jealous … well, I had a twinge,” he admitted, “but I really got over that shit
a long time ago. Actually, I’m kind of proud of my son. If half of what you said is true,
he’s a hellava stud.”
“Take it from me, honey,” Carol said, sitting up, “it’s all true. I have the sore ass
to prove it.”
“Carol,” he said, genuine concern in his voice, “is there something wrong with our blood?
I mean, first us, and now the kids.”
She caressed his cheek. “Honey, if we could come to the conclusion that convention was
just so much man-made bullshit, don’t you think our kids can, too?
“Just think how much more time they have. The sky’s the limit for them; no excess baggage,
no worrying about convention and restrictions, just taking their pleasure where they can
find it.
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, how can anything they do; anything we’ve done, be
bad. I really envy them. And I know I want them so much. Really want them.”
Mike stood and folded his arms around her. “You’re a wise woman, Mrs. Bradford.” Then he
chucked. “Does this mean what I think it means?”
“If you mean a weekend of pure, unadulterated sex. You’re damn right, Mr. Bradford!”
Carol said, leeringly.
“The kids are only home for a couple of days, and I, for one, intend to make the most
of it. I really hope you slept well, ’cause I don’t think you’re going to get much more.”
Laughing, they embraced warmly.
From the door she blew him a kiss. “Take a shower and hurry downstairs. I told Marsha to
put the coffee on, and I’m going to make breakfast.”
Mike smiled and stretched. He felt very much alive and surprisingly horny. It’s amazing
what a special woman can do for you, he thought. And Marsha was special. Looking at
himself in the mirror, he saw teeth marks on his chest and long, vivid nail marks on
his back. No wonder I hurt, he thought. An image of his wanton daughter leaped to his
mind: her body wiggling in abandon, bouncing against the mattress, legs tight around his
back, hands gripping his ass and balls. He saw her lust, her desperate desire for
fulfillment; felt her tits under his hands, his juice-covered cock plunging into her
silky wetness, stretching her cunt wide, her secretions lubricating his way. He could
still feel the muscles of her cunt contract around his cockhead, squeezing it in a death
grip as her climax ripped through her churning body; his own following seconds later,
their cums mixing together.
Mike shook himself to clear his head. The mental picture were vivid, and very real. Just
thinking about last night made his breathing rapid and started his prick to rise.
He stepped into the shower and turned it to cold, the stinging water cooled his heated
body. No, he thought to himself, gasping, that wasn’t some sort of reverse punishment.
That was just a very lusty woman who wanted to fuck! And fuck we did! And suck … and,
shit, he thought, what didn’t we do? Laughing, he remembered screwing her up the ass,
and telling her that she was just like her mother. Oh, shit, I hope she doesn’t tell
Carol that.

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