Chapter 2
Beverley and Arnold undressed, standing beside the big bed and facing each other. Honey's gaze flashed back and forth between them.
Although the girl wasn't exactly sure why it should be, she got almost as turned on by her mother's voluptuous body as she did by her father's manly form. Honey was definitely not a lesbian - but she had an idea that a girl didn't have to be a dyke to fool around with other females. Her mom's big tits intrigued the youngster. And so did her creamy cunt.
Her daddy was undressed first.
He stood in profile to his daughter, facing his wife, his prick angled up at her voluptuous torso. He thrust his hips out.
Honey was drooling behind the air vent as she gazed at his big cock.
His cockhead was a massive slab of flushed purple meat, pulsing in and out as if it were panting. His piss hole gaped open and a few flecks of frothy pre-cum glistened on the throbbing cock-knob.
His cockshaft was long and thick and heavily ridged with dark, pulsing veins.
At the base of his rampant fucker, his balls looked as big as melons, inflated with a cum-load. Honey's mouth watered as she gazed at her father's bloated balls and thought about all the yummy jizz they contained.
Then she looked at the bulging prick-knob and drooled some more, imagining what it would feel like to have that delectable, meaty slab in her mouth.
Beverley removed the last of her clothing and she, too, stood naked. She turned, presenting her lush, curvy body to her horny husband from ail angles - and, incidentally, giving her little girl a look from all sides.
Oh, how Honey would have loved to suck on those swollen tit tips, nursing as she had as a hungry infant.
Her gaze dropped to her mom's bushy cunt mound, and Honey licked her lips and pursed them in a sucking motion as she imagined mouthing her mother's cunt.
Beverley continued her slow rotation, turning through a full circle. Her firm round ass swung around. That, too, looked lickable to randy Honey.
Honey had her cunt cupped in her hand, and pussy juice was pooling in her palm and dripping from the edges. But the girl wasn't frigging off yet. She was only holding her lust contained, resisting the impulse to finger-fuck herself to foam - waiting until she had enjoyed watching her mother and father cum before she creamed off, herself.
Arnold shuffled up to her as Beverley completed her sinuous undulation. His prick pressed against her gently rounded belly, hot as a branding iron, indenting the smooth flesh in a gentle furrow.
Pre-cum was streaming from his piss slit now, running in a sluggish stream down his cockstalk. His cockhead looked like a fat purple plum drenched in whipped cream, and his prick laid a glistening trail of goo up the woman's belly, from her cunt bush to her belly button.
She squirmed against him, rolling her hips and pushing her loins out. He cupped the firm cheeks of her shapely ass in both hands, drawing her closer. She arched her back, heaving her fat tits up.
Arnold lowered his head, neck craning. He began to suck her nipples, switching back and forth from one to the other and licking into her smooth, deep cleavage as he moved from tit to tit.
Beverley reached down and held his hairy balls, lifting the heavy bags as if weighing them in her palm, judging the jism-load that they contained.
His head slid up and they kissed passionately, lips grinding and parting. They panted into each other's open maws, swapping tongues and saliva. He humped, frigging his prick up and down against her belly. His balls ballooned in her hairy vee and his cock-knob skimmed up and brushed against the lower slopes of her big tits. His piss hole was spilling out a trail of slime from her pubic thicket on up her tummy. It glistened like the track of a snail.
Honey was licking her chops at the sight.
She didn't know which made her hungrier, the thought of cockmeat or cum - but it was a moot point because one invariably accompanied the other in a girl's mouth.
Still embracing, Beverley and Arnold sank down onto the edge of the bed. Hip to hip, they twisted from the waist, mouths locked together. He massaged her tits and pulled at the swollen nipples. She was still holding his balls, caressing them lovingly.
Honey looked from cunt to cock in a visual frenzy.
Pre-cum spilled down her daddy's tall cocklance like a fountain, washing over Beverley's hand as she fondled his bloated balls.
Beverley's cunt was gaping wide open, her cuntlips unfurled like the petals of a fleshy pink flower. Her cunt slot was flooded with pussy nectar, overflowing. The creamy cunt juice ran down her crotch and seeped into the crack of her ass, dampening the sheets under her.
Arnold lowered his head and gobbled her tits again. She moved her hand up from his balls and folded her fist around his thick cockshaft. She skimmed up and down, then held his cock firmly at the root, not wanting to take a chance that she might bring him off prematurely by hand.
Honey was inhaling deeply. The vent had been designed to let warm air circulate, and now the perfume of her mother's steaming cunt was wafting through, driving the kid wild with the tantalizing fragrance.
The girl tugged her hand out of her bikini bottoms and brought it up to her chin. Cunt juice was streaming in her palm. Her lapper flicked out and she tasted her own succulent pussy nectar, sighing as the flavor made her taste buds tingle.
Even licked up second-hand, the stuff was delicious - drinking it out of a melting cunt must be heavenly, she figured.
Honey was wondering which of her nubile girlfriends would be interested in getting her pussy licked.
It hadn't dawned on the girl - yet - that her own mother might be interested in some mutual, incestuous cunt-lapping with her sexy daughter . . .
As Arnold nuzzled her tits, Beverley gazed down lustfully at his prick, moaning and licking her lips, her eyelashes fluttering.
Staring at her husband's big cock, the wanton woman was remembering how her son's groin had ballooned in his tight jeans and imagining all sorts of naughty things.
But that was okay - because as he sucked his wife's tits, Arnold was making believe they were Honey's youthful tits exploding in his loving lips.
And Honey was lusting for both of her parents, incest genes running in her bloodstream . . . lesbian longing vying with her yearning for cock.
Arnold groaned and sank back on the bed. His prick rose up like a lighthouse, the huge knob gleaming like a beacon atop the tall tower. Beverley twisted, one ass cheek rising. She knelt over Arnold's hips. The cheeks of her ass spread open as she shifted, exposing the puckered brown bud of her asshole. That tangy slot made Honey's tongue tingle, too.
Arnold's prick stood tall, pressed to Beverley's belly as she knelt over his hips. She wriggled against that pole as if climbing up it. Her lush ass swung from side to side as her belly pumped in and out.
His balls were cushioned in her auburn cunt bush and his cockhead brushed high up her belly. The woman turned her lust-twisted face down, seeing how high his cock extended on the outside of her torso and trembling at the prospect of having it plow so deep within.
She bridged her back and thrust her tits out into Arnold's face as he arched his head up. He cupped the fat tit mounds in his hands and tongued up the cleft, then worked on the rosy tips. Her nipples exploded in his mouth.
"Ummmm!" he moaned, nursing on a fat nipple, thinking of his little daughter as he did so.
Her pussy was spilling cunt juice out, juicing his swollen balls heavily. Cock-lube oozed steadily from his piss hole and poured down, blending with her cunt juice on his balls. His hard-on was glistening with their combined creams - and Honey was going wild as she imagined sucking her mother's cunt juice from her daddy's prick.
Honey's lips were working and her tongue was dancing as she emulated the action of that imagined mouthful. She scooped up handsful of her own cunt juice and lapped it from her palms like a hungry kitten at a saucer of hot cream. Then she pushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them as if they were a prick that had just emerged, all slathered from a sodden cunt hole.
Her pussy was simmering and bubbling like a caldron and her clit was smoldering like a burning fuse. But still the little minx held back, not frigging off, waiting for Mom and Dad to reach the creamy conclusions first - knowing that she would enjoy her own cumming all the more, once she had played the peeper on a parental fuck.
And she didn't have long to wait now.
Still shoving her tits in his face, Beverley hiked up on trembling thighs and thrust her belly out. Arnold's cock slid down, the cockhead rustling through her pussy hair and then slipping into her crotch.
Honey had a perfect view through the grill.
Her father's cockhead was flaring and throbbing in her mother's open fuck-slot and her pliable pussylips were sucking on the meaty slab. Streamers of cunt juice ran down his cockrod like spilled milk.
His cock was so hot that Beverley's pussy spillage was almost steaming from the cockmeat. More pre-cum foamed into her cunt gash. Ribbons of the thick stuff slid down his cockstalk, blending into her cunt juice in slimy streaks.
Perched atop his cock like a flagpole sitter balanced on the knob, Beverley reached down behind her ass and held his balls, squeezing them gently. She could feel his hard balls jiggle inside the hairy bags and his cum-load slosh around in a creamy tide.
The woman was thrilled at how full of spunk her husband was - and still thinking about her teenaged son's potent cock and balls, as well.
Beverley began to rub her crotch in and out, working her cunt slot on the tip of his prick without taking it up into her fuck-hole yet. She was adoring the foreplay. His flaring cock-knob brushed her stiff clit, and the woman whimpered at the surging sensation.
Her cunt gash juiced his throbbing slab and his piss hole seeped pre-cum into her fuck-hole. The contact was so intense she thought that smoke must be rising from her crotch and drifting up past her jerking ass.
Arnold humped up, inching half of his cockhead into her suction-cup cunt slot. He was still sucking greedily on her fat tit tips. But now Beverley drew back, arching over him, poised over his prick.
He flexed his cock sinew and made the swollen prick-knob swell in her pussy. She edged down a bit and all of his big, wedge-shaped cock crown vanished in her cunt. With his cock-knob buried, his long, thick cockshaft stood out between them like a meaty pipeline connecting his balls to her cunt.
Her pink cunth'ps collared his cockshaft just below the bedded knob, clamping and clinging and clutching, holding his prick in a velvet vise. Her ass and hips twisted, grinding her fuck-slot onto his cockhead.
Beverley could feel his pre-cum sliming into her pussy and her own creamy nectar spilling out down his prick like a strand of melted pearls. She loved the sensation - and would have loved it even more, had she known that their daughter was watching so avidly.
The woman began to sink slowly down, taking his cock up her fuck-hole inch by inch.
Arnold bridged and held steady, letting her stuff her pussy at her own pace.
She paused with half of his long fucker up her, twisting her pelvis, winding her cunt tunnel on his prick like a juicy nut on a meaty bolt.
Then she plunged down and buried his cock balls-deep into her seething pussy.
His pounding prickmeat filled her to the brim, coring her cunt like an apple. Her ass brushed against his ballooning balls at the base. She whimpered with the pure joy of having her fuck-hole filled to the depths.
Beverley held the full penetration, savoring the thrill of being stuffed with throbbing prick, and letting her husband relish the sensation of having every horny inch of his cock enveloped in steaming hot pussy.
Her cuntlips were glued to the root of his cock like a greedy, sucking.mouth. Gooey cunt past was oozing out around the rim of the coupling. She wriggled and squirmed, not yet beginning to move up and down.
Arnold jerked his cock muscles, making the fat tube pulse savagely in her cunt chute. His cock-knob was like a burning ember in her cunt's core and his iron-hard cockstalk was levering like a crowbar up her cunt tunnel.
As he pumped his prick inside her, Beverley began to work her cunt muscles on his cockmeat.
The pliable cunt walls fluttered closed, molding her cunt sleeve to the outline of his cockhead and stalk as if her pussy had melted like wax, then hardened again around that mold, bonding them together.
The inner rings of her cunt muscles, rippled and contracted, running up his cock in a series of concentric circles, as if she were jerking him off with her pussy.
She began to rise and fall then, pulling her pussy very slowly up until only his cockhead was stuck in her cunt, pausing at the top, then sliding back down to the hilt. Arnold drove up to meet her as she descended. Working in counterpointal harmony, they pumped steadily together, fucking in a slow and controlled sort of frenzy.
Beverley's gorgeous ass churned, her hips jerked, her belly pumped as he fucked her pussy up and down on his cocklance, moving faster now. Her thighs tensed and rippled as she heaved on the saddle of his prick.
"Unghhhh!" she grunted.
Arnold jolted up violently as the sliding friction heated them both towards the boiling point.
His rock-hard cock was fucking in so far she felt transfixed like a pig roasting on a spit. Her face turned down. She half expected to see the outline of his huge cock pressed out up her belly.
Beverley bounced on his prick, fucking her cock up and down and grinding her hips at the same time, adding torque to the in-and-out friction.
Her tits bobbled up and down and she arched deeply, turning her radiant face from side to side in spasmodic ecstasy as she soared towards the peak.
"Cum - shoot up me!" she wailed.
Ready to cream, she wanted to feel his hot fuck-juice hose her pussy at the same instant.
"Yeah - any fucking moment!" Arnold gasped.
His cock was swelling inside her pussy. His hands slid into her flanks and gripped her by the ass and hips, hauling her haunches up and down, helping her to fuck faster as they surged towards the crest.
Her cunt slammed down his cock, pulled up with a slurp, her cuntlips clutching him so tightly that she was damned near pulling her pussy inside out on the upstroke. She dropped her pussy down, held his fucker all stuffed up her for an instant, then rose to his cock-knob again.
His thick cockshaft emerged, the dark ventral vein hammering, all drenched with cunt juice and pre-cum. Cream sloshed from her cunt as she whipped down to his hilt again. Her crotch was awash and his balls were slathered.
"Gonna cum!" he rasped. .
"Yeah - yeah! Hose me, darling!" she cried.
Arnold arched so convulsively it looked as if his backbone had snapped. His cock shot up into her cunt like a rocket blasting off. The veined cockmeat was moving so fast it was only a speeding blur now, as he hammered into her on the frantic cum-strokes.
"I'm creaming! Spunk my cunt while I cum!" the curvaceous woman cried, slamming her swampy cunt up and down on Arnold's prick;
Her pussy was dissolving around his piston. As her fuck-chute filled with female cum,
Arnold's cock sank up like a torpedo launched into a morass. Bow waves of cunt cream were breaking around his cock-knob. As his fat pussy-plunger plugged her full, pussy paste oozed from her unfurled cunt slot, all milky white against the coral pink pussy meat. Arnold cried out as he peaked. His big balls swung up and slapped against her firm ass, and his climax exploded.
As he crammed his cock up her melting cunt, his fuck-juice came squirting out in a foaming geyser, hitting the core of her cunt hole with such force that she could feel it splash. Beverley gurgled in rapture. And a fascinated youngster was gurgling, too, as she realized that her daddy's cum was spurting up and filling her mother's fuck-hole.
How the naughty nymphette envied her mom that joy! She would have been even more excited, had she known that her daddy was thinking of her as he shot his wad.
And as her fuck-hole filled with cum, Beverley was fantasizing that it was her son's cum-load, as well.
Arnold's balls seemed bottomless, his stamina endless, his vitality boundless, as he kept on squirting the jizz into Beverley's pussy.
She was cumming again and again as he hosed her, matching his dynamic release with her son. Her clit was going off like a blasting cap, and each time it exploded it set off a second detonation deep in her cunt hole. Her cunt-cum gushed out and blended with Arnold's jizz, swirling in her fuck-chute and pouring from her cunt.
Her crotch was lathered with the overflow and his balls were soaked in the seepage. Juice sprayed from her pussy as his cockmeat hammered home. Her cunt tunnel was so gooey that it felt as if he were driving his cock into a paste pot. A jism jet shot into her, mercurial and steaming hot, and her pussy poured more cum juice out.
Beverley was jerking about like a rag doll as she rode his father through the spasms of their mutual and prolonged cumming. Her head jerked around, auburn hair tumbling and her fat tits loomed out as she arched her back. Her ass was jolting from side to side as she squatted down to the root of his prick, gorging her pussy.
At long last, he was drained.
He sank back into the bed, panting and spread-eagled, crucified by his cumming.
Beverley continued to bounce up and down on his spent prick for a few moments, whipping her pussy through the final spasms of her own cumming.
Then she slumped over him, with his cock still buried up her cunt hole, and they clung together lovingly and tenderly-each still indulging in secret and incestuous thoughts.
They were only fantasies, of course.
Neither Arnold nor Beverley really expected to be having sex with their kids . . .