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Teenage Fuck Machine
Teenage Fuck Machine
Wow, Mom, I sure could use a good fuck, Grumbled Barbi. The cute little teenager spread her legs wide on the couch and rubbed furiously at her clit. Do you think Dad would throw a fuck into me if I promise to suck off all his friends?
Sandra smiled at her daughter's innocence. She might be 18 now, but still seemed as naive as a child. I don't know, Honey. Dad has been pretty well fucked up on Jimmy ever since he learned how tight your brother's asshole was. It won't hurt to offer, but you may have to wait awhile. Why don't I go get a dildo to fuck your ass while I suck your pussy for you?
Gee, thanks, Mom. You're the greatest!
Barbi knelt on all fours as her mother guided the huge red prick into her daughter's still tight asshole. With all the fucking Barbi got, it was a wonder her ass still closed. Maybe it was her youth or the cheerleader exercises that kept her tight. At any rate, she soon zoned out as her mother rammed the hard 10 deep within the slick recesses of her bowels. Sandra slid under her daughter and sucked her cunt lips and clit as she slid the red poker in and out of her baby's asshole next to her nose.
Sandra knew that the best way to keep Barbi out of other trouble was to get her off as soon as she started getting horny. Besides, she really enjoyed bringing her own daughter off by sucking her pussy. She enjoyed fucking her son, too, but Jim had been monopolizing the kid for several days. Honey, do you think you could get the football team to come back and gang bang me again like they did last week? she asked her bucking and heaving daughter.
S-s-sure, Mom, she blurted between thrusts of the giant dildo. They told me you fucked better than any white woman they had ever screwed. Besides, I get to suck off the ones who can't get to you right away. You know, that Leroy sure has got a prick on him, doesn't he?
He certainly does, dear, and when he comes in my mouth, it's all I can do to swallow all of it. Sandra reached for salami to shove up Barbi's cunt, to heighten the peak of the orgasm she felt her heading for. Barbi was enjoying the salami in her cunt so much that Sandra stuffed another one up her own cunt in hopes that she could ride it over the top at the same time as Barbi.
When Jim and Jimmy sauntered into the room with their limp dicks swinging between their knees, Sandra and Barbi were just hitting the top. Come was spewing everywhere from the two gushing cunts.
Jimmy and his horny father couldn't resist helping to lick Barbi's pussy dry. They both still had gobs of each other's come lingering on their tongues, from their afternoon of mutual fucking, but Barbi's come was a special treat.
Hi, Mom, what's for supper? Jimmy asked as he finally rolled away and resumed idly stroking his long prick. He couldn't help admiring the way his mother's body had kept its shape throughout his growing up. By the time he turned 18, he was already aware of how gorgeous she was and how lucky he had been to be born to such a hot and horny mother. She had begun sucking his prick as a birthday gift, that night.
You're in luck, dear. Tonight we have Salami ala Cunt, she told him as she pulled them out of her and Barbi's cunts, still glistening with their orgasmic juices. Want some?
You bet, Mom! You're the greatest!
Oh, that's what you all say. Want to stand behind me and stick your big dick up my ass while I fix supper?
Sure. You always seem to cook better with a dick in your ass. Besides, I like to play with your tits and make your pussy wet while you cook, too.
Barbi saw her chance to get her father's cock down her throat and swallowed it to the balls. She was determined to swallow a gallon of his come before she was finished with him.
Although Jim's cock was still a little raw from fucking his son's tight ass all afternoon, he was always ready to have his darling baby girl go down on him. She had a talent for cock sucking and looked so yummy while she did it that it always gave him a quick hard on, no matter how soon it had been since his last go. Besides, once in a while she brought her cheerleader group to the house and had each of them suck him off. He was pretty sure that he and Sandra were the only couple who had fucked the entire high school football and cheerleader teams.
Barbi had sucked her father's big prick back to its full length, now, so she swung a leg over him and settled her guts all the way down the pole. She loved being fucked by her father. He had been fucking her since the night of her 18th birthday party, too. She almost felt empty when his prick wasn't in her cunt, mouth or asshole. She loved to wake him up like this in the morning and taste his come on her tongue while she ate breakfast.
Jim and Sandra had agreed from the start that their children would be raised to accept sex as a natural part of life. As long as nobody was getting hurt, anything went--and that meant anything! If it felt good, then do it twice!
That night, Sandra smiled to herself as she lovingly guided the pricks of her husband and her son into the cunt and asshole of her lovely daughter. It was so nice to have such a loving family, she thought as she settled her steamy box over her daughter's face so she and Jimmy could lick her twat while Jim sucked her ass.
The next afternoon, Jimmy brought one of his friends home from school with him. Brad was as nervous as a cat in a doghouse.
You're sure your Mom will like me?
Don't worry so much Brad. You'll do ok. Despite their size, you don't think that the entire football team is that well hung or such a good lay, do you?
No, I guess not, but I've never been laid before and I'm not sure I know how.
Just do what I tell you and you'll be ok.
Brad wasn't convinced, but his nuts hurt so bad he was willing to go through anything for a chance to blow them. He had seen the beautiful Sandra Welch many times, of course. She was a highly visible member of the community and managed somehow to lead her wild lifestyle in full view of a very straight-laced community. Of course it didn't hurt a bit that she and Barbi gave regular blowjobs to the Chief of Police, the Mayor and the District Attorney, as well as anybody else in town that might be capable of protecting or persecuting them. Even the local priest was persuaded to keep quiet by being allowed to pump his nuts into Jimmy's ass every Sunday morning before church.
The women of the community kept silent because of the generosity of the Welch family in supporting all the local charities and civic functions. Besides, what harm did they do? No one was being hurt, the wives of the leaders who appreciated a little help in the sack were happy, as were the wives who wanted a little more, anyhow. Jim and Jimmy, together or separately, depending on the person, were happy to catch up the slack, fucking and sucking the distaff side of the community to ecstasy as often as desired.
Brad wasn't in on the arrangement between the Welch family and their very good neighbors. If he had been, it might have helped to allay a little of his nervousness as Jimmy's mother entered the room, looking exactly like Beaver Cleaver's mom, June. How could this rosy cheeked, intelligent, totally respectable looking woman be the same one that rumors said would give a poor shit like him the time of day?
Brad, Jimmy tells me that you and he have Algebra together.
Uh, yes! The question caught him off guard. All he could think about was Mrs. Cleaver's beaver, hidden in the folds of her modest house dress.
Do you enjoy Algebra? Uh, yes. Fuck this Algebra shit. Bend over, bitch, and let me release this horrible pressure in my balls.
Jimmy also tells me that you are hung like a horse. Is it true?
Now she was talking his language!!! Uh, yeah.
Well? She just sat there in their normal living room, looking normal, and seemed to expect him to pull out his dork. Jimmy was no help. He was just standing there behind his mom, looking vaguely disinterested. Brad had no way to know that Jimmy had his male pride in his hands and had already worked it up to its full length.
Brad squirmed a bit. His male pride was also at full stand, which was still embarrassing to him as it always was, and he still could not completely accept the idea that he was expected to whip it out, right here, but he really couldn't have stopped if it meant his life.
Sandra smiled to herself as she watched the range of emotions flying across poor Brad's face. He was red faced and obviously uncomfortable, but she knew he would get over that soon. Well, aren't you going to show me your prick? she finally asked, to release him from any remaining doubt about her intent. She almost gasped at the size of the salami he eventually managed to snake out of his pants.
My, my, Brad. Jimmy should have brought you home a lot sooner. Here, stand up so I can get your pants out of the way and get to that beautiful piece of meat you are holding. She loosened his belt and dropped his pants to the floor before pushing him back onto the couch. She knelt in front of him and took as much as she could get down her throat without choking.
Almost immediately, Brad's prick began spewing huge ropes of creamy cum. Of all the times he had blasted his nuts jacking off, he thought he knew how much cum he could produce, but this set a record for him. It seemed like gallon after gallon of prick juice boiled from his aching nuts and down the throat of his friend's mother.
He was still so uncomfortable in this role and so embarrassed at his inability to hold back any longer, as he assumed he was supposed to do, that he began apologizing profusely. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he repeated over and over.
Don't worry about it, dear. Jimmy will tell you that I love the taste of virgin come and it makes me feel sexier to know I can bring you off so fast. Besides, you'll come many times today and each one will be a little slower. By the time you've had enough, I may be wishing for a rest. In fact, Barbi will be home from cheerleading practice soon and maybe she can give me a hand, or a mouth.
Brad just thought he had blown his wad. At the mention of fucking Barbi, his prick which had shown no sign of getting smaller began blowing another wad into Mrs. Welch's face. He was on the verge of apologizing for that until she smiled and began to scr*pe the slimy shit off her face and suck it from her fingers, hungrily, before ramming his prong back down her throat.
Brad, you may have wondered what this would cost you.
Uh, oh, he thought. Here it comes!
Cost? He stammered. I don't have any money.
Yes, dear, everything in life has a cost, but don't worry. It's a cost in the sense that you will also have something you might like to keep secret, so you will be less likely to tell others about our experience.
Don't worry. I would never tell.
I know, dear, but it will make me feel better if we use the standard method.
Standard method? he repeated dumbly.
Yes, dear. Everyone who comes home with Jimmy for my special treat has to taste my pussy. Do you mind?
Taste your pussy? Brad was still having a problem coping with all this new experience. He had heard about licking pussy and had very mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it seemed wrong to lick the place where a woman pissed, right next to her shit hole. On the other hand, he couldn't wait to see a pussy up close and was willing to do almost anything to get there.
Yeah, sure, if that's what you want.
I do, and she ran his cock back down her throat as Jimmy threw her dress over her back and allowed Brad to watch as he slid the entire length of his painfully distended prick up his mother's snatch, inch by careful inch. He had fucked his mother a million times, but these initiations always excited him more than most because of the events that were to follow. After he had sunk his dick to the balls in his mother's cunt, he began a long, slow, careful, in and out motion, watching Brad's eyes bulge as his dick disappeared and reappeared in her steaming pussy.
Brad thought he had seen everything until Jimmy pulled the entire piece of meat out of his mother and stood besides her, grinning, his dick waving gently at the ceiling, dripping his mother's juices onto the carpet. All at once, it dawned on him. She hadn't said lick my pussy. She had said, taste my pussy juice.
Oh, no! he protested. I'm no queer!
But, dear. Don't you think it's a little queer to have your cock sucked by your friend's mother? Does your mother suck your cock for you?
No buts, dear. The first blowjob was free. If you want any more, you'll finish your initiation like a man. I hope you do because I can't wait until you're initiated so I can fuck you silly.
What was a boy to do? He had always been told it was shameful to suck a dick, but like she said, it was also considered shameful to fuck your friend's mother and he would truly do anything at the moment to keep her sucking it, or better yet, to slide it up her cunt as she was promising. He gave one more pleading look into her smiling eyes and glanced quickly one time at Jimmy standing there waving his dong and smiling. He closed his eyes firmly, swallowed quickly and took the head of Jimmy's dong between his lips. At first he almost gagged. The idea was so taboo and the tastes and smells so foreign that he was afraid he was going to lose it.
Jim watched from the other room, where he had been fucking Barbi in the ass as they watched the scene unfold. He smiled when Brad closed his eyes, as expected. This was the cue for the next stage. He led Barbi quietly into the room, naked, as Brad began to accept the situation enough to start to get into it. Every time Sandra would swallow his prick, he would try to swallow Jimmy's. From time to time, Jimmy would pull his dick out of Brad's mouth and wipe the slimy goo across his face.
Better keep your eyes closed, Brad. Pussy juice can sting.
Don't worry. I can't look anyway, Brad replied.
He was theirs! Jim and Jimmy executed their well practiced drill, by switching places during one of the times when Jimmy pulled his dick out and wiped Brad's face with it. Unknown to Brad, it was Jimmy's prick on the outstroke, but Jim's prick replaced it. Jimmy replaced his mother with his mouth swallowing as much as possible of Brad's huge log. Wow! The guy really was hung like a horse. Jimmy had seen him in the shower at school with his long pole swinging limply between his knees, but he had never seen it fully erected. It was all he could do to get his head over the mouth. He couldn't wait to take it up his ass, but that would be later.
When the two men had Brad sandwiched between them, Sandra called him.
Oh Brad! she called from across the room.
Wait a minute! If Mrs. Welch was across the room, who was sucking his prick? He really didn't want to know, but he opened his eyes anyhow. He could see a huge prick sticking out of his mouth, but Jimmy was between his legs, where Mrs. Welch had been. If Jimmy is sucking my prick, then whose am I sucking? It hit him in a flash. So did the flood of come.
Sandra had waited until Jim signaled her he was ready to blast off before she called Brad. As Brad opened his eyes, Jim began blasting hot, scalding rivers of come down Brad's throat. The uniqueness and taboo nature of the situation caused Brad to go again, filling Jimmy's throat with the sticky icky. While the camcorder rolled, Jim and Jimmy pulled out simultaneously, giving full view to the fact that the two pricks were gushing and that Brad was swallowing Mr. Welch's come.
Brad was so stunned by everything that was happening to him, he simply couldn't move. His body was totally paralyzed.
The Welch family, knowing exactly what to expect, swung into the next phase of the tried and true plan. Jim and Jimmy backed off and Jim took over as cameraman. Mrs. Welch pushed the immobilized Brad back on the couch and straddled his still spewing rod, as she had promised. As a completely unexpected treat, the hottest cheerleader in Horny High straddled his chest and buried his face in her swampy cunt. They knew that Brad, or any other horny teenager, was much less likely to complain about sucking dick when he had two sexy women fucking him at the same time.
Brad concluded that none of this could possibly be happening. Maybe, just maybe, his friend's mother had sucked his dick, but he wasn't entirely sure that was real, either. However, there was no way he had sucked Jimmy's prick and absolutely no way he had sucked Jimmy's father's prick, and the idea that he was throwing the meat to one of the sexiest women who had ever lived was unthinkable. To top it all off, he had never seen any pussy in the flesh, before. Now his mind was trying to tell him that he actually had his tongue stuck as far as it would go into the cunt of the prettiest, sexiest, most popular girl in school. It was more than he could accept.
He looked over at Jimmy, to see what kind of reaction he was having to watching his friend fuck his mother and sister. Oh, wow! Jimmy was filming Brad, but he was leaning over the edge of the other couch while his father fucked him in the ass. Brad was no dummy. He knew what was coming next.
You got it! Roll over so you can slam that salami all the way up mom's cunt, and spread your cheeks. Here comes the next phase in your education. I really don't think you have too much to bitch about at the moment, do you? Besides, I haven't had a chance to get my gun all afternoon and I'd like to fill your virgin asshole with some juice.
Uh, oh! Is it going to hurt?
Not if you relax and let me teach you how to take a prick. You'll want to let me go first, anyhow. Dad's prick is a little thicker than mine.
Oh well. I might as well go all the way. I really had no idea what 'all the way' was until now, but I've been blowing my nuts ever since I came in the door, so stick it to me.
Brad got up and let the women rearrange themselves. During the changeover, all four Welch family members knelt on the floor in front of him and took turns trying to swallow his prick. Then Barbi arranged herself at the end of the couch, legs spread wide and tempting. This was the first time he had seen her whole body. The firm tits pointed toward the sky and his saliva still dripped from the pussy she was slowly stroking. Her mother laid down next, on her stomach and buried her face in her daughter's cunt.
Brad wasn't sure where he fit in.
Mom likes it in the ass, too, Brad. You can help her suck Barbi's cunt while you see how much of that log you call a prick she can take. As long as we're going to be reaming your ass, it seems only fair for you to ream Mom's. Let me grease her up for you, first, so she won't bleed when you give her that horse cock.
Jimmy knelt behind his mother and slipped three fingers into her slushy twat for grease, then used it to lubricate her asshole. Before starting to assfuck his mother, he took a few strokes in her cunt to grease his pole, then began to press the bulbous tip at her sphincter. Very slowly, it slid in until it was completely buried to the balls. He gave her a little time to adjust, then began stroking slowly then faster and faster until she was pushing back on it, trying to make him go deeper.
Brad felt a little funny while watching them rut. It was exciting, but there were many taboos being shattered here, not the least of which was a grown man he didn't actually know sucking his dick while he watched the man's wife, son and daughter fuck each other.
When Jimmy saw that his mother was ready for more meat, he lifted up high enough for Brad to scoot under him. Do like I did, Brad. Fuck mom a little doggy style to grease up your prick before you stick it up her ass.
Teenage Fuck Machine Ch. 1 byWyden Long©
Hearing Jimmy talk like this about his mother, around his mother and while watching somebody fuck his mother almost got Brad's gun again, but it had been got so many times today that he was able to hold it for a little later. As instructed, he slowly slid his fuckpole up her fuckhole until their hairs met. It seemed to go deeper from this angle than from the front.
After she was well accustomed to this method, Brad pulled back until the tip was out and pointed it at the tiny looking hole a couple of inches away.
It's never going to go. Believe me, it will go. Just keep a slow pressure and mom will back onto it. Suck Barbi's tits while you wait.
Brad was so intent on what he was doing that he had actually forgotten that the tits he had dreamed wet dreams of and jacked off over for so many times were actually hanging right in front of his face.
Barbi smiled at him. You like my tits, Brad?
Like them! Like them? Wow! You don't know how many times I've wanted to see them. Are you sure I can really lick them?
Oh yes I do, Brad. I've seen how you looked at me. Ever since Jimmy told us how you were hung I've been after him to bring you home.
That was you? Brad answered incredulously.
Yeah, that was me. Now shut the fuck up and suck my tits.
The added spice of knowing that Barbi had actually been the instigator and he now had her nipple in his mouth pushed Brad over the falls one more time. As his prick began to gush, Sandra pushed back and Jimmy pushed forward.
What an indescribable sensation! His whole body tried to scream as his asshole was ripped apart, but he was coming so powerfully in Mrs. Welch's ass that it was hard to separate the sensations. Was this one part of his bruised balls trying to make up another gallon of come or was it all coming from his ripped and bleeding asshole?
He bit onto Barbi's left tit which caused her to go off loudly, coating her mother's mouth with girl come. Sandra reached a height she had never known, with the giant log so deep within her bowels, spewing hot juice in great spurts. Jimmy got his first load off into Brad's rectum and Jim spewed come like a fire hose over all of them.
Brad had joined the club.
The next day in English class, Brad noticed that April was looking at him strangely. At first he thought there was something wrong with his appearance or his clothes. April was Miss Hot Shit that sat on the back row, right behind him and had ignored him studiously all year. He couldn't imagine why she kept looking, and on a normal day he would have noticed it sooner, because he usually spent nearly the entire period in this class fantasizing putting his nose between her gorgeous tits. Today, he was still vibrating from the wildest experience of his life. It still seemed unreal, but he could also still taste the flavor of cum and pussy juice. If it was a dream, it was a doozy!
Ordinarily, April made ignoring him into a science. He wasn't rich, he didn't have a fancy car and he didn't excel in any sport, so she was saving her precious ass for more important people.
He was actually paying attention to the teacher when April passed him the note. I'm not wearing any panties, it said. Brad read it over and over. It couldn't possibly mean what he thought it meant, could it? Finally, he looked back at April. She smiled at him and pushed a pencil off the front of her desk.
Brad might be a little slow to believe his good fortune, but he was starting to pick up fast. He unwound from his desk and walked a little forward before bending over to pick up the pencil, his back blocking Mr. Purcell's view. Just as he suspected, when his face was level with April's knees, she spread her legs wide to show him the truth of the note. Her moist gash was clearly visible at the base of her belly. Brad smiled at her and stood up to return the pencil. Still facing away from Mr. Purcell, Brad handed the pencil back to April, standing close enough that she could clearly see the outline of his straining prick in his jeans and smell the musk that had wet his fly as soon as he began to comprehend her note.
If you're quite finished playing Sir Galahad, Mr. Jones, can we get on with the class?
Yes, Sir. Right away Sir, Brad answered, with another grin at April. Barbi must have talked to her. When he read the next note, he was sure of it.
Do you really have a cock that looks like a baby's arm holding an apple in its fist?, it read.
With a huge grin, Brad flashed two fingers at her. April began squirming in her seat.
The next note read, Meet you at Barbi's after school.
Brad knew he didn't really have to answer. The rest of the day went by in a blur. As soon as his last class was over, he raced over to the Welch house. He knew that the girls would already be there because his last class was a lab and it always ran late.
He raced up to the door with another raging hardon, just like yesterday.
And just like yesterday, June Cleaver met him at the door in her starched, prim house dress and apron. Why hello, Bradley. The kids are playing in the Rumpus Room. I'm sure they will be happy to see you. Go right in. Would you like something to drink?
No thank you, Mrs. Welch, he said, remembering how it felt to have his huge cock buried to the hilt in her asshole. It seemed so ridiculous to maintain such a facade, but he knew it was important to her and she enjoyed playing the virtuous whore.
Perhaps I'll come down and join you after I finish cooking dinner.
That would be very nice, Mrs. Welch. It always makes our parties better when you can join us. Brad nearly ran to the 'Rumpus Room', unzipping his pants as he ran. He skidded into the room with his enormous dick standing straight up.
The entire cheerleading squad was sitting around the room, fully clothed, sipping tea in the grandest possible style. Even Mrs. Edwards, the faculty adviser, was there.
Why Bradley Jones! Whatever are you doing here, and what is that in your hand?
Brad's hardon disappeared in a flash as he slunk out of the room, trying desperately to stuff it back in his pants. At the top of the stairs, Sandra was waiting for him, naked. She took him by the hand and led him back down the stairs. If she hadn't been naked, he probably wouldn't have followed her.
When they re-entered the room he had just left, the entire floor was covered in naked, writhing cheerleaders sucking each other's cunts and laughing at him.
Brad, you should have seen your face when you saw us before, laughed Mrs. Edwards, coming up to him with her big tits swinging. She unhitched his belt and dropped his pants before taking his now-limp dick between her hands. I'm sorry we were so mean to you. Let me make it up to you. She dropped to her knees and tucked his rapidly thickening shaft between her tits and began to lick the underside of the bulbous head.
No shit!, he thought. Does everybody in town belong to this club? Then it hit him. Oh, no! He just remembered who Mrs. Edwards was married to.
About that time, the biggest, blackest badasss in Westwood came strolling in from the next room, dragging a cock like a fire hose between his legs. Instantly, the whole cheerleading squad surrounded him, pulling on his prick, rubbing his body and mashing their tits all over him. He sank down into an easy chair, pulling one of the lucky teenagers onto his prick in one easy motion, with two more on the arms of the chair where he could fingerfuck them.
Ok, white boy. Think you're man enough to fuck my wife? Leroy pumped his black prick in and out of little Joey Stewart's tiny cunt. It looked like it must surely split her in two, but the petite daughter of the Methodist preacher seemed to groove on it, slamming her ass down on the tremendous black rod with all her might. Trying to relate the lascivious scene in front of his face to the prim and proper Joey he knew from school made Brad's head hurt.
Screwing up his courage, Brad boldly replied. Well, it looks like you're pretty busy. Maybe I can warm her up for you.
I don't know, white boy. She looks pretty hot to me already. I think you're already acquainted with the price of things around here, aren't you?
I guess I just lost my head there for a moment. Ok, if I suck your cock I can fuck your wife. Is that it?
Yeah. You take my black, slimy dick all the way down your throat and swallow every drop of my surprisingly white cum and you can fuck my wife in every conceivable position. Work for you, white boy?
Works for me, Black Man. Brad lifted little Joey off the log she was sitting on and sat her down on his only slightly smaller rod. You sit here, Joey, while I swallow every drop of his 'surprisingly white cum'. I've dreamed of fucking you for a long time. If I have to suck a black dick to do it, then sock it to me, Leroy.
He took the black hawser in hands, eyed it for a moment, then opened his mouth wide to take it all. He was having trouble getting it past his tonsils when Leroy Edwards grabbed the back of his head and jammed the rest of his big black rod down Brad's throat. It must have been a tremendous turn-on for Leroy to have a white boy suck his prick because he immediately began to spew torrents of surprisingly white cum down Brad's throat.
I want some, I want some, chorused the rest of the cheerleaders as they saw the black prick start to pump. Leroy obliged them by pulling his dick out and spraying the rest over Brad's body and Joey's, who was now bouncing up and down in a frenzy on Brad's prick.
Brad was in heaven for the second day in a row. Here he was, sprawled out on the floor with a dozen beautiful naked cheerleaders licking his body, with one of them about to drive his dork through her brain. Joey gave one final, tremulous lunge and hit the peak, causing her to begin shuddering uncontrollably, which caused Brad to begin powerfully flooding her cunt.
Mrs. Edwards saw him blowing his nuts and lifted Joey off his cum fountain so that she could sit on it. Three teenagers fought for Joey's cunt, to lick Brad's cum out of it and the remaining gobs of gunk from Leroy's previous flooding.
While Mrs. Edwards bounced up and down on his prick, Brad reflected on the situation. Two days ago he was a virgin. Now, he still had chunks of cum from a black dick in his mouth while the guy's wife fucked him silly and a dozen beautiful naked girls surrounded him in a raging orgy. How good could it get?
Now that Brad's special time was over, the rest of the Welch gang filed in, naked and ready for action. Brad was surprised to see Leroy bend over and take it up the ass from Mr. Welch. Jimmy was fucking Belinda and sucking Marjorie. Mrs. Welch was in a wad of about six girls, doing who knew what to each other.
Then the football team came in.
Brad had never seen so many black dicks in his life, or so many long ones. By the time the party broke up, he was sure that he had sucked, fucked or been sucked and fucked by every one of them. At any moment, he could look over the room and see at least one example of any combination he could imagine. Mrs. Welch with a black dick in her mouth, another in her cunt and a third up her ass, with one in each hand, humming loudly with absolute contentment. The humming not only added to the scene but it usually helped hasten the load of hot juice rushing down her throat. She must have had a gallon of cum in her belly.
Mr. Welch was concentrating on making sure that he had fucked every asshole he had ever seen. Apparently, when a man has all the pussy he could ever possibly use, he turns to assholes.
The highlight of the evening was when all the girls lay in a pile and all the guys jacked off in fountains of cum over their bodies, then dove in, slipping and sliding through the goo, against all the bodies. The communal shower at the end of the party was a blast, also, with a lot of goosing and playing with hoses, both water and cum.
Brad had never felt so exhausted.
When he came home from the orgy, Brad was feebly trying to make it up the stairs through the darkened house to his room when he heard faint noises coming from his sister Kelly's room. He cracked her door open a slit to see what was going on with his sister. Speaking of slits, he couldn't believe his eyes. In the faint moonlight from the window, he could see her with legs spread wide, trying to jam Mr. Fleece, her teddy bear, as tightly as possible against her pussy and moaning as lewdly as any of the girls he had just left. Even with the numberless times he had shot his wad since the last class at school, he felt his dick start to harden. Ever since Kelly's body had begun to fill out, he had wanted to get a good look at her tits, but she always was careful around him.
Watching her wrap her 18-year old legs around the toy bear she had slept with since she was a child was really getting to him.
He slipped into her room as quietly as possible and approached the bed without being seen. He was afraid that she would wake up everybody with a scream if he didn't stop her, so he quickly put his hand over her mouth until she could see who he was.
BRAD!!! she hissed. WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM. GET OUT OF HERE! She was trembling with fury, embarrassment and pent up lust.
Don't worry, kid. I know what you're going through. I was a virgin until two days ago and look at me now. He whipped his now hard dick out right in her face and waved it back and forth. Little drops of honey began to form at the tip in anticipation of another dip.
Kelly's eyes got bigger. She knew she shouldn't be seeing this thing, but she was so horny she didn't care. Can I touch it? she whispered.
You can touch it, suck it, play with it or any thing you want to do with it. Just be careful if you don't want to get a face full of cum.
What's cum? she wondered as she hesitantly touched his distended prick and began to stroke it.
It's the stuff that shoots out of it if you keep doing that, he answered.
Oh, she said, in a quiet voice. The told us about 'semen' in Sex Ed. Is it the same?
Yeah. It's just another word for it. If you want to see some, just lick the bottom of the head a little while you stroke it like you're doing and you'll see it pretty soon.
Kelly was fascinated. She had read all she could about sex, but the books she could get were not enough to help her understand how it all worked and her body wanted to know. She licked where her brother told her and put both hands around his mighty shaft to stroke the skin back and forth like he showed her and soon she felt him tense and start to shudder.
Watch out! he warned, as the stream began to splash in her face, on her cheeks, in her mouth and all over her naked body.
Kelly swallowed the bit in her mouth and liked the taste, so she put her mouth over the hole in the end of her brother's prick where the stream was coming from and soon had such a mouthful she had to swallow to breathe. The taste was fantastic! Nothing she had read or been told had prepared her for the idea of tasting 'semen', but she liked it immediately. She continued pumping her hands up and down his prick and swallowing the flood until it trickled to a stop.
Brad collapsed in a heap on her bed, his balls aching from being called on one more time after all the fucking he had done tonight.
Wow, Brad, that was great! Will you 'intercourse' me, too?
I don't know, Kelly. You're my sister and I don't want to hurt you. You're still a virgin and it's supposed to hurt girls the first time they do it. Besides, you're pretty small down there and my dick might be too big.
Oh, you're just like Daddy. All he wants to do is put his penis in my behind. He never lets me see it and he runs away as soon as he finishes. I always have to go to the bathroom as soon as he leaves.
Dad fucks you in the ass, no shit? Brad was incredulous. He couldn't imagine his father molesting his own daughter. He was a harsh man, but Brad never suspected he was doing anything so unlawful. The thought of it was reaching his balls, however, and starting to make his prick jump again, even though it was beginning to get really raw from all the use.
Kelly was still idly stroking his prick and noticed it beginning to swell as soon as she told him about Daddy. Is that what you call it, fucking?
Yeah, that's what we call it. Tell you what. If you are used to taking Dad's prick up your ass, I'll show you a trick the cheerleaders taught me tonight.
You were fucking a cheerleader? Kelly's dream was to be a cheerleader. She so admired their cute uniforms and all the attention they got. It must be heaven to be one of the chosen few.
I fucked all of them tonight.
All of them!
Yeah. Now let me stretch out under you and bend my knees up so you can lean back against them. Now smear some of the juice from the tip of my prick onto your asshole. When you're ready, sit on my prick and try to relax and let your weight push it into your asshole.
Kelly did as he instructed. Her heart was beating really fast. Although her father came into her room fairly often and used her, her never let her be part of it. He wouldn't let her see anything, didn't do anything to prepare her or to make her enjoy it. Now Brad was teaching her and treating her like a cheerleader! She would do anything he asked.
She felt the familiar sensation of a prick sliding up her ass, but this time it didn't hurt like the other times. Brad's prick was much larger than Daddy's, but the way they were doing it now, with a little preparation and consideration for her feelings made all the difference. It was making her very excited. She felt the big head finally slide past her sphincter and waited a few seconds to get used to it, then slowly let her body slide more and more of her brother's prick into her bowels.
Brad really admired his kid sister's spunk. After all the times of her dad raping her asshole, she seemed to actually be enjoying this. He would teach her how to enjoy sex tonight. Tomorrow, he would deal with his dad.
See this little thing sticking out here at the front of your pussy, Sis? Have you played with it before?
Just a little. It felt good, but I didn't know if I was supposed to do it.
Ok. You play with it while I try to stick my finger up your pussy to get you ready for fucking. Brad wet his finger with saliva and spread her virginal pussy lips.
Kelly had sunk all the way to the bottom of his shaft and had her bowels completely filled with her brother's prick. As she squirmed around to accommodate the enormous thickness, she felt it continuing to swell. She just hoped that it would not split her in two. However, the bigger it got, the more she seemed to be able to tolerate it and a fire was starting to spread from her asshole to her cunt.
Brad had his finger in his sister's cunt, against her cherry, pressing gently and probing. He would concentrate on stretching the lips with his fingers until she got off on his prick in her ass. He knew that she wouldn't feel anything else when she was blowing her wad.
Kelly had now gotten used to the log in her ass well enough to start bouncing up and down on it. This was something she had never done before. Daddy didn't let her become involved. If she ever moved at all while he was raping her, he would tell her to be still. She liked the feeling of lust, as well as the feeling of being in control of her own pleasure. As she rose and fell on her brother's huge dick, she stroked her clit and luxuriated in the feeling of her brother's fingers in her cunt.
At first, it seemed like she heard a roaring in her ears, then her heart started to beat faster and her legs were bouncing her up and down faster and faster. She rubbed furiously at the itching in her clit and tried to push forward to make Brad's fingers go deeper in her cunt.
Brad was the first to go. When his hose started gushing gallons of cum in Kelly's ass, it was enough to bring on her first orgasm, ever. This was what he had been waiting for. He stuffed two fingers in her pussy and rammed them through her hymen to the back of her cunt. With his other hand, he stifled the screams that Kelly was having trouble suppressing.
Kelly rode and rode and rode. She was on a cloud. There were a few minor indications to her brain that told her she might have some soreness in her body tomorrow, but tonight she was in heaven. She had always liked Brad, but kept her distance. After all, he was a boy and she had some kind of instinct that made her keep to herself from him. Now that he was showering her bowels with his second love offering tonight, she felt a great affection for him. She pulled her body off his rapidly shrinking prick and popped the head in her mouth to get the last of the nectar that still oozed from it. The taste and smell of her shit on his prick did not deter her.
Brad was just about used up. Too much of a good thing is still too much.
Now will you fuck me? asked his horny kid sister, just getting started.
Oh, wow, Sis. I'm all fucked out. Tell you what. Let me sleep with you a little while, to get some rest. You can snuggle up in front of me and put my prick between your legs. Maybe you can start it sliding in your cunt while it's soft and small and it will grow bigger when I've had a chance to rest. Ok?
Ok big brother. I love you.
I love you, too, Kelly. Now let me sleep some. Brad rolled over onto his side, tucked his sister's body into his lap and immediately fell into an exhausted, dreamless sleep. Kelly reached between her legs and pulled the entire length of her brother's flaccid rope between her legs. Her pussy was still a little sore from having her cherry popped, and her asshole was still a little sore from having a log jammed up it, but she was on a high.
For about an hour, she rubbed the head of her brother's prick against her clit in a slow sensual motion, using the drops of honey that kept appearing from his pisshole to keep her clit and pussy slick. When she could wait no longer, she used both hands to force the head between her distended pussy lips.
Soon, she felt the first signs of swelling as her cunt began to stretch. Brad's prick grew and grew in her belly until she wondered if she had done the right thing. Oh well, she could always pull off if it got to be too much. In the meantime, she was enjoying the power of knowing that she could bring a dead prick back to life. She gently and rhythmically began to push back against the monster swelling in her gut. Each push hurt a little, but she was pushing his prick further and further into the depths of her womb on each stroke.
Brad slept on. He was so tired from all the fucking of the evening. Now he was dreaming that he was fucking the most beautiful woman in the world. He had her bent over a chair and was drilling her with the longest, most powerful strokes of his life. It seemed that he pulled out a yard of prick and rammed it back into the tightest, sweetest, hottest cunt imaginable.
Kelly felt Brad begin to respond, but she assumed he was still asleep because he failed to answer her whisper. She met each of his instinctive thrusts with an instinct of her own. Soon, she was being fucked as completely as man ever fucked woman and she felt that this was true. Brad pulled his dick almost completely out of her tight cunt and rammed it to the depths in a single, powerful thrust. Kelly could feel herself climbing higher and higher on the ladder of lust. Her budding tits were tingling. Her clit was throbbing. Her cuntal muscles were clinching and her ass was puckering.
Brad woke up with the first gush of cum into his sister's pussy. She was bucking and jumping around on the end of his prick like a cowgirl on a bronco. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and drifted back to sleep with his dick still pumping love juice into his sister.
If this is what it's like, I'm going to do this every day of my life, from now on, Kelly promised herself as she drifted off to sleep, also, with her brother's cock still lodged deep within her belly.
Brad woke up again with daylight flooding the room and Kelly riding him almost to another blowoff. What are you doing? he whispered frantically. They'll catch us!
Yeah, and then what, Big Brother? They should enjoy the story about how my Daddy has been raping me for years. You taught me how to fuck and I plan to enjoy it. Now shut up and fuck me.
This exchange excited Brad for some reason and he dutifully flooded his sister's body with a renewed reservoir of boiling white goo. Kelly pushed back on his yard to feel all of it in her body before withdrawing to clamp her mouth on it. At eighteen, Kelly was still very petite. Brad had no trouble lifting her body and placing her in a 69 so that he could experience the only thing he hadn't tried last night. This was licking his own cum out of a pussy. He drilled his tongue to the bottom of his sister's pussy, licking up every drop.
You kids better get down here for breakfast or you're going to be late for school, his mom called from the bottom of the stairs. They looked at each other with a smile as they wondered what she would say if she knew what they were doing.
The next day was Saturday and Brad made a point of cornering his Dad. Kelly told me what you've been doing to her.
Oh yeah? What's it to you?
Well, if you don't stop hurting her, I'll make sure you wished you had.
Yeah, well maybe you're getting too big for your britches.
I may be, but I'm big enough now to find out. Besides, last night I fucked the Chief of Police's wife. She told me if I ever needed a favor to let her know. I've heard that some of the guys in state prison really like to put it to guys who are in for child molesting.
What are you doing fucking the Chief's wife?
Never mind. Just remember what I told you. Also, Kelly said she really doesn't mind you fucking her so much if you would just hold her and give her time to get ready. The way you do it now just makes her feel used.
She does, huh? Well, we'll see. I'm late for my golf game now. I'll talk to you later. Meanwhile, don't forget I can beat the shit out of you long before any cop can stop me.
Maybe you can and maybe you can't. If you can today, maybe you can't tomorrow. You just remember that I'm still growing and I'm already as big as you.
You keep your pants on. I'll be back later.
Brad went back into the house for a drink and to let his adrenaline subside. Facing up to his father had been one of the most terrifying things he had ever done, but it felt good. He must be growing up!
His mother came into the room and saw his flushed face. What's the matter, Brad. Why is your face so red?
Oh, I've been having a go-round with Dad. Did you know he's been raping Kelly for a long time?
Oh, Brad! Oh no! I suspected something I guess, but I really didn't want to let myself believe it. There seemed to be nothing I could do about it so I suppressed it.
Well, don't you want to stop him or get back at him some way?
Of course, but I don't have any way to do either.
Well, I do. I've met some people in this town who have a very exclusive club. They are also some very powerful people. I told Dad if he didn't start treating Kelly with more respect that I would have him stopped. I also have a way for you to get even with him.
Brad! Really? It would make me feel so relieved to know that poor Kelly wouldn't have to endure any more bad treatment and I must confess that a little revenge would taste sweet, but how can I do that?
Easy. Right here for starters and I have more surprises when you're ready. Brad whipped his long prick out to show his mother how much he had grown. As usual lately, it was already half hard and rapidly lurched to full stand while she watched, open-mouthed.
Bradley Edison! You put that thing up this minute. Don't you know I'm your mother? She was trembling with outrage and fear of breaking taboos.
Sure Mom. I know, but there really isn't any reason not to, and I can't think of a sweeter revenge on Dad than for you to fuck his son to get even with him fucking your daughter. He continued to stroke the entire length, watching his mother's eyes follow his hands all the way to the tip and all the way back to the root. In spite of her outward anger and obvious fear, he could see her breath coming in short gasps and a sense of excitement taking over her. He moved closer and placed her hand under his, letting her be the one jacking him off under his hand.
Aren't you horny, Mom? Hasn't Dad ignored you in the sack while he's making Kelly take it up the ass?
Oh, Brad. Don't do this to me, please. Don't make me break all the rules I was raised to respect. It will make me feel like I have shamed us all., she moaned, but left her hand where it was and began convulsively squeezing his prick as Brad jacked her hand back and forth on her son's prick.
Dad is the one who has shamed us by invading Kelly's private feelings. I'm old enough to be comfortable with my own sexuality and I know you take the pill, so all the old rules that were made to prevent the dangers of inbreeding have been obsoleted. Come on. I can tell the idea excites you. He lifted her skirt and stuck his hand into her panties to feel her cunt. His mother's snatch was dripping with lust juices. He knew he had won.
Brad backed his mother up to the kitchen table and pushed her backwards until her crotch was thrust outwards. In one motion, he pulled her panties down and knelt between her legs, driving his hungry tongue deep between his mother's steaming cunt lips to the back of the womb he had come from.
Sally gave a long, low, continuous moan full of longing, lust and regret. It just wasn't right, she knew, but everything had happened so fast and she was so horny and she so much wanted some way to punish that slimy son of a bitch she had married for the damage he had done to his own daughter. Now, she was getting caught up into only the lust as her son expertly brought her to an almost immediate orgasm. Over the years, she had experienced few orgasms, as Henry was totally inconsiderate in bed.
All he wanted was to get his rocks off as fast as possible. It seemed to diminish his pleasure if she had any. About the only time she ever got off was by masturbating while watching some of the sexier soap operas. Now, she was being brought off very expertly and quickly and she would worry later about the fact that it was her own son doing it.
Brad sensed the moment when his mother gave in. He stood up, turned her around quickly and lodged his long pole deep within her cunt, doggy style before she had a chance to say anything. Her cunt was so wet and hot from her extreme excitement, as well as from her first orgasm, that it was no problem to ram all the way in one stroke. He reached around his mother and loosened her blouse enough to be able to cup her tits in his hands and squeeze the nipples that had nourished him.
His mother was moaning and coming. She had reached a level of continuous orgasm few women achieve and which she had never experienced before. Wave after wave of continuous shudders racked her body. Every time she would start to remember who was fucking her and begin to have some kind of doubt, another orgasm would take over and she would be incapable of rational thought until it worked its way through her body.
Kelly had entered the room unobtrusively and was watching excitedly as her brother fucked their mother. She could tell that Mom was lost to the world and she was glad for her. It wasn't right that Dad treated all of them so badly. She would do whatever it took to help get back at him. She sat across the kitchen from the fucking couple and pulled her short dress across her waist to have total access to her hairless cunt. After stroking her clit for a few minutes, it just wasn't enough. She looked around and spied some cucumbers on the drainboard that Mom had been about to cut up for salad. After smearing one with butter, it slid quite nicely up her still new fuckhole.
It felt to Sally as if she could just continue fucking her son all day without a stop. No matter how many times she got off, she immediately began building up to another. Brad was still pumping in and out of his mother's pussy, very slowly, reveling in the sensations he was obviously giving her. It must be the best Mother's Day ever!
Brad saw Kelly come into the kitchen and smiled at her silently. He watched as she prepared the cucumber and slowly took it all into her tight cunt. When she was starting to breathe faster, he motioned for her to come closer. She pulled the cucumber out of her cunt and came over to him, expectantly awaiting orders from her hero, but Brad motioned for her to leave the cucumber in her cunt, so she obediently complied. She sat back down and let him watch as she slowly slid the entire thing inside her pussy. At first she did not understand his next instruction, but then it hit her! He wanted her to leave it in and stick another one up her ass!
Wow! This guy knows how to fuck, she thought to herself as she buttered up another cucumber and again made sure he could see the entire length disappearing into her asshole. She felt like one big cucumber and now he was motioning again. What did he mean? She didn't have any more holes she could get a cucumber into then she realized he wanted one up his ass, too! Like, gangbusters!
The third cucumber slid slowly up her brother's asshole as Kelly held it tight and let him back onto it a little more on each backstroke. Soon, it, too, disappeared. The case of the disappearing cucumbers, thought Kelly with a smile, but now Brad was gesturing again. What could he possibly want now? It became more clear when he pulled his prick out of his mother's cunt with an extra long stroke, followed by her disappointed moan, then rammed it back into her asshole.
His mother gave a little shriek of pain and surprise, then settled back into her regular series of orgasms. Never had she been so immersed in lust as she was now. She really didn't care about anything that might happen now or in the future as much as she cared about keeping this thing going as long as possible. She was not capable of rational thought to the extent of wondering how long her son could keep fucking her or the danger of someone finding them rutting over the kitchen table. She just wanted him to keep fucking. At first, the momentary pain of having her asshole so rudely violated was almost enough to bring her out of her lust-drugged state, but she quickly resumed it. Her pussy felt empty, but now it was being filled again. She idly wondered how for a moment, then forgot it.
The filling of her cunt was accomplished by her little daughter pushing the fourth cucumber up her mother's cunt. It was exciting to Kelly to see Mom's cunt close up and to be fucking her with the cucumber. She didn't simply slide it in, she fucked her mother with it, in rhythm with Brad's fucking their mother's ass. She also diddled Mom's clit as she had done her own. The two cucumbers lodged all the way in her own ass and cunt kept her on the brink of orgasm as she rocked back and forth on her heels to make them fuck her.
From time to time, Kelly licked her brother's balls and stuck a finger or two up his ass to keep him on the edge. Once in a while, Brad would groan as hot jets of boiling cum would gush into his mother's asshole and flood her rectum. At these times, he would take extra long strokes, to give Kelly a chance to suck some of his cum. He knew she liked the taste and it made him ready to go again much faster to know his sister was licking his cum and his mother's shit off his prick.
Sally finally ran her course. She slowly ran down. Her body wasn't capable of another jerk or quiver without some food and some rest. Her mind slowly came back from never-never land and realized that it was her own son fucking her in the ass, over her kitchen table and somehow was managing to fuck her pussy and stroke her clit at the same time. Now he was licking her clit! How could that be?
She slowly straightened and pushed back against Brad who still had his prick lodged in her asshole and looked down into the merrily twinkling eyes of her own daughter who was fucking her mother with a cucumber and licking her clit voraciously.
Sally froze. What am I doing? she thought. No, no, no, she murmured as she pulled her son's prick from her ass and stepped away from her cuntlicking daughter. What are we doing here, kids? she asked in a small voice as she collapsed into a chair, drawing her thin dress around her in a futile gesture of modesty. Her naked son and daughter beamed at her from across the room as they pulled the cucumber out of Kelly's cunt and replaced it with her brother's dick. The cucumber still lodged in her asshole drove deeper every time she squirmed on her brother's prick.
We can't do this kids, Sally declared quietly.
Why not Mom. You know you've never gotten off like that in your life, if I know Dad, and he's already made a fuck machine out of Kelly. You're on the pill and I'm sure you can get them for Kelly. It feels good, we can do it with no one knowing better and I like it. If you don't want me to fuck you any more, that's your choice, but I didn't fuck Kelly until she begged me to and we'll go on fucking as often as we can. She really loves it and so do I. There's more I haven't told you about the people I've met. If you really want to take care of Dad, just let me handle it.
Well, I just don't know.
Trust me, Mom. I know how to handle this.
When Sam came home from his golf game, he was surprised to see two strange cars in his driveway and one of them was a police car. Oh, shit, he thought. Has that stupid boy called the cops on me? He raced into the house, prepared to bluff it out, but skidded to a halt as he entered the living room. There sat the Chief, with Kelly balanced on his lap and Sam's own wife was sitting on the lap of a huge black man he recognized as Leroy Steward, the coach of the Westwood football team.
Bristling with rage, Sam shouted, How dare you hold my wife on your lap, you son of a bitch. I'll kill you.
You won't kill anybody, you silly motherfucker, and she isn't just sitting on my lap, she's kissing my black lips, and Leroy kissed her juicily, their tongues entwining.
Sam was beside himself with rage. Stop them, somebody, before I kill him.
Shut up, Sam, and watch. We're on to your little games and we're here to stop them. If you make a move, I'll blow your head off, said the Chief very casually and patting Kelly on the head.
I'm not just kissing your wife, motherfucker, I'm playing with her white tits. My, I sure do love white tits. I wish I could get the whole thing in my mouth, mmmm-mm.
Sam merely vibrated. He knew the Chief's reputation well enough to know the man might well blow him away if he didn't stay quiet, but this was too much! Nevertheless, he did his best to hold himself back.
I'm not just playing with your wife's white tits, motherfucker, I'm stripping her naked.
Sam watched with resignation as Leroy pulled Sally's dress over her head, revealing her nude body to all in the room. For the first time, he realized that Brad was lounging in the corner, pulling on a prick that was longer than a kid his age should have. Actually, longer than his father's, by a good amount, and more than most men's. What was the kid doing with his dick out, in front of these people, he wondered with a small part of his brain. The rest was in a form of shock.
I'm not just stripping her naked, motherfucker, look what she's got in her cunt, he said, lifting Sally from his lap high enough for Sam to see a huge black rod disappearing into his own wife's cunt. Sally smiled at him from Leroy's lap and bounced up and down a few times to show her enjoyment.
Sam made one more appeal to the Chief. Chief, can't you do anything about this? That man is fucking my wife in front of my whole family. If you must do this to me, at least don't let my daughter see it.
Why not, Daddy? The Chief loves fucking me while Leroy fucks Mom. Don't you Chief. Kelly lifted her short dress to show a hard piece of red meat attached to the Chief's balls sticking out of her tight pussy. He's cum in me three times and Leroy has cum in Mom four times, so he's trying to catch up. Don't you want to know why Brad's playing with his prick?
Sam could not comprehend what was happening. He was so stunned by these events that he allowed Brad to bend him over the sofa and ram his entire rod up his ass with no preparation, no warning and no grease. The pain was incredible!
With a grunt, Brad told his father, Now maybe you'll understand what you've been doing to Kelly. It's bad enough that you made her feel like a piece of shit by using her for a cum pot, but you never even took the time to help her get ready. What does it feel like to have a poker up your ass?
Sam was incapable of speech. The pain was just too intense. If there had been any way to retreat from it, he would have cut off an arm to get away, but Brad had him trapped against the sofa where his own wife was lustfully fucking the blackest guy in town and the Chief of Police had his own dick buried in Sam's daughter. Even Sam had spared his daughter's cunt.
Brad kept ripping away in his father's asshole. When he felt the cum start to boil up in his balls, he pulled his prick out and motioned for the first of the football team to come from the next room and take his place.
Sam may have thought that his punishment was over when Brad pulled his dick out, but he was in for a shock. Brad's prick was immediately replaced with another one of similar size and less grease and his head was forced onto his own son's gushing prick, which he was forced to swallow. As each of the members of the football team was about to blast off, they would pull their pricks from his ass and force him to swallow their cum. Their next teammate in line would plow dryly into Sam's ass to continue his gang r*pe.
As Brad and each of the players finished forcing their cum down Sam's throat, they would save a little for his wife and daughter. Both Kelly and Sally slurped the last few gobs of slimy spunk from all the pricks that had plundered his asshole. Kelly kept bouncing on the Chief's prick, bringing him off several more times as he watched her lick football player cum from her cherry lips, and Sally kept bouncing on Leroy's prick bringing him off a few more times than the Chief, so he won the bet.
When nobody could continue the orgy, the Chief spoke to Sam, very earnestly. Sam, you're a piece of shit. You've terrorized this family long enough. I would lock you up, but then the city would have to support you and the county would have to support your family. I want you to keep working and giving your entire paycheck to this fine woman. At the moment, he was standing beside Sam's wife, who had the Chief's prick down her throat. Nobody in this town is going to give you a fuck except in the mouth or the ass. Any time any of these guys wants to fuck, you better be prepared to bend over or blow. If you want something, ask Sally for it. If she feels like it, she might give it to you. If I ever hear of you doing anything to get even with them, I will personally blow your ass to hell. Got it? The idea of blowing Sam away made him blow gobs of cum down Sally's throat.
Sally smiled at Sam's miserable state of dejection as she greedily swallowed the flood of goo from the Chief's throbbing dork. Who would have suspected so much help and so much cum from this man? she thought.
That night, Sally and her children slept in a confusing tangle of arms, legs, tits and one prick while Sam slept alone in the next room, nursing his ripped and bleeding asshole and plotting revenge.
Tomorrow night, I'll introduce you to the rest of the gang, Mom, Brad promised.