Chapter 8
The whole family, for their various reasons, felt horny that evening and all were eager to go to bed early and get their rocks off one way or the other.
Martha was randy because fucking herself with her rubber prick was never enough to satisfy her, only serving as a sort of solitary foreplay.
Jimmy was turned on from watching his mom frig off and hoping desperately that he would get another exciting show in the parental bed tonight.
Luke was lustful because he had fed his daughter the forbidden fruit of a father's fuck-juice, and he was thrilled by the prospect of breaking that taboo again, tomorrow.
And Linda was maybe the horniest of any of them, having sucked her daddy off without having been sucked or fucked, herself. But her need was pleasant, a smoldering sensation in the core of her cunt-hole, her clit simmering away like a lighted fuse.
The naughty girl had plans.
She had worked out the seduction of her daddy ahead of time - ahead of giving head, as it were - and she knew that incest was the sort of thing that had to be worked up to. Sucking him off had been a lovely start, and she was looking forward to drinking more of his jizz. But tomorrow she intended to carry the affair a step further, coaxing him into sucking her cunt off, at least.
She felt positive that before the vacation was over, her father would be fucking her ass off.
So no one objected at all when Martha, giv-
ing Luke a lascivious look, suggested they retire . . .
If Linda had known that the oak beams above provided a voyeur's balcony, she would sure as shit have joined her brother for the evening performance. As it was, she went naked to her solitary bed, where she played with her pussy and remembered all the delicious details of daddy-sucking and imagined the thrill of going all the way with him.
She creamed on her hands over and over again - but her hand-jobs were only a temporary relief and left her still simmering with the desire to cum on her father's prick . . .
Jimmy didn't stay in his room in the loft.
The moment he heard the bedroom door close, the agile youth crawled out under the rafters. The beams were all connected. If he had turned to his left, he would have found himself gazing down into his sister's room, watching her squirm as she fucked her fingers into her pussy.
But he turned to his right.
And he got all the action he had been hoping to see . . .
As Martha undressed, knowing that Luke resented her rubber prick and that jealousy was an effective aphrodisiac, she quite casually mentioned it.
"I fucked myself with my dildo, while you were down by the lake," she said, glancing shyly towards her husband to see his reaction.
She was surprised when he blushed.
Of course, she had no way of knowing what he had been doing by the lake, while she was having solo sex with her rubber prick, so she guessed he was simply blushing at her brazen, matter-of-fact confession.
And she saw, too, that his prick, which had been at half mast to begin with, gave a mighty leap and surged up to the angle of a full hard-on.
Naked, ass swinging and heavy tits jiggling, Martha flopped down on the bed. She lay with her legs apart and her mouth open, at his convenience. She thought that he would like to dip his cock into her mouth for a while, before he switched to her cunt. He generally enjoyed a half and half - as did Martha.
But Luke wasn't interested in his wife's mouth, this evening. Even as he prepared for lawful marital sex, his mind was dwelling on oral incest.
He was saving the sucking for Linda.
He figured that the whole two-week vacation would go the same way, fucking his wife's hot cunt at night and his little girl's mouth in the mornings, in the privacy and solitude of the cavern behind the waterfall.
Actually, that cave was not going to be quite so private in the morning - but how could he know that?
He didn't even know that the bedroom had become a public stage, as he approached the big bed - and his son came crawling out along the beam, straddling his hard-on as he squirmed belly-down into his ringside rafter seat.
Luke sat down beside his voluptuous wife and began to run his hands over her lovely body, feeling her tits, stroking her ass, fondling her juicy pussy. She took his prick in her hand, jacking it gently.
Luke always had a formidable fucker, but tonight his cock was bigger and harder than usual.
Delighted, Martha assumed that it was because he hadn't gotten his rocks off all day long - not realizing that it was quite the opposite and that his raging hard-on was, in fact, inspired precisely because he had gotten his rocks off -
In their daughter's mouth!
That meaty handful felt so lovely that Martha started to twist down towards his groin, looking for some oral foreplay, intending to take a few sucks on his prick for starters. But Luke gently pushed her down onto her back again, making the movement seem casual, as if he didn't know she had been going down for a slurp.
She suspected no ulterior motives.
Her husband had never turned down a suck before - nor had any other guy she could remember. So why would he knowingly prevent her from sucking him tonight?
Luke leaned down and licked her nipples, then sucked them, switching from tit to tit. Even as he nursed his wife's tits, he was recalling how their daughter's maw had nursed on his cock-knob.
It made him feel deliciously depraved and guilty as he cheated on her in his mind.
He tongued down her stomach, then down her gently rounded belly. She arched her back, tilting her groin up, offering her pussy like a delicacy on a hairy tray.
He buried his face, and his tongue whisked and flailed in her creamy fuck-slot.
"Ooooooh!" Martha squealed.
In the rafters, seeing his father's lapper dance and hearing him slurping away, a very excited eighteen-year-old licked his lips and panted and his prick bulged and bounced, pounding on his perch as he entertained all sorts of unwholesome thoughts about his sexy mother.
And the inexperienced youth didn't even know what cunt tasted like!
His dad seemed to relish cunt, though, as he wallowed in that steaming grotto, stirring with his lapper and sucking the sweet nectar out.
Luke gobbled away on her gash for a while, pleasuring her pussy and his tongue at the same time. He was tempted to stay down there and cream her off on his face. But his cock was hammering for attention. He gave her cunt a last slurp and moved back up, mounting her.
"Fuck me silly, darling!" she moaned.
She bridged under him.
He grasped her by the solid cheeks of her ass, hauling her loins up higher. Taking his weight on his knees, he pushed his hips out and nudged his cock-knob into her swampy cunt-slot.
He ground his prick around in her pussy portals for a moment, not shoving it up her yet. Her pussy was sucking on his cock-knob like a hungry mouth - once again causing him to think of his daughter.
"Shove it up me, Luke! Stuff my cunt - fuck my ass off!" Martha urged, her voice husky, her beautiful face a mask of dark desire.
Boy! Mom sure talks dirty, thought her son.
And, a virgin, himself, he could nevertheless tell that his mother was a great piece of ass. So was his kid sister, for that matter - but he wasn't looking at her. His gaze was glued on Mom and Dad, as his father began to slowly wedge his huge fucker into her cunt-chute.
He sank in inch by inch, and her pliable pussy clamped around the contours of his cock, fluttering and rippling, pulling him in deeper. Her inner cunt-rings contracted. She seemed to be frigging him inside her cunt.
With a lurch, he buried his prick balls-deep into her seething fuck-hole. He held it up her, pumping his cock muscles, making it throb in her pussy.
Martha moaned with the thrill of having her loins stuffed to the core with hot, hard prick. Her husband's prick seemed to spread her cunt-hole wider than usual, and the prick-head seemed to be buried deeper up her cunt, as if he had found virgin territory beyond the well-fucked hole he usually frequented.
Of course, it was because he had found a hole that, although certainly not virginal, was new to him today - and would be just as sweet tomorrow.
Thinking of his little girl's mouth as he gazed down at his wife, Luke ground and churned his prick around inside her pussy. She whimpered and her lips trembled. Her mouth was a lot like Linda's, he thought. It just wasn't such a thrilling novelty. He wondered vaguely if Linda had inherited her skill at giving head from her mother - if cock-sucking genes had been passed on to their offspring.
Then he began to whip his fucker in and out in a sudden flurry of passion.
His vigor took her by momentary surprise. Then the lusty woman began to hump with him, in counterpoint. She shoved her cunt up to meet his cock as he rammed in and twisted her hips as he withdrew.
His cock hissed across her clit and plunged up her fuck-hole, driving her wild.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhhh!" she yelped.
His balls whacked against the curve of her ass as he fucked in to the hilt. She lurched and lunged, matching his pace. Her sinuous body arched and bowed and bridged as she rode him from underneath. Her hot loins had become a fucking machine.
He fucked in furiously, and she danced her desire on his driving prick.
Her knees jolted up and she clamped her meaty thighs around his hips. Her heels drummed on his corkscrewing ass, then locked and held him in a scissor grip. Her feet flew up and pumped frantically in the air, as if she were pedaling a bicycle up a hill.
"Fuck - fuck - fuck!" she babbled, saying it each time he hammered into her, as if his great pussy-plunger was forcing the words from her lips.
She undulated, uncoiling like a fleshy spring, then snapping into a bow again. She was a frantic fuck, a wanton whirlwind, tumbling about, churning with bhss. Her ass was jerking as he rammed his big fucker into her.
Each time his plug filled her furry socket, his huge prick was pumping cunt-juice from her pussy. Her whole crotch was lathered with the overflow, and creamy strings ran down and soaked into the crack of her upthrust ass. A damp patch was spreading out on the bed beneath her haunches as her cunt-juice soaked the sheets.
How happy Jimmy was that the night was warm - and they hadn't gotten under the covers.
Ready to shoot, himself, the boy was clinging to the beam, his ass jolting up as his cock bucked down, waiting for parental passion to peak before he spilled his own spunk out.
Martha was still babbling, "Fuck - fuck - fuck - " as if defining the action, almost as if she were explaining the scene to the hidden audience. Then she began to cry, "Cum, darling
- shoot in me!" as her own cumming surged and the waves of joy rippled through her loins.
Luke hiked his ass up and began fucking into her at a downward angle so that all of his cock-shaft was running over her vibrating clit as he fucked in and out.
Her pussy was filling with cunt-cum and his cock-head was sinking in as if stirring a paste pot.
His balls hit her ass like sandbags, whacked her like weighted blackjacks. He was rushing towards his crest in her melting fuck-hole, his prick swelling enormously. His hands clenched on the cheeks of her ass, shaking her pelvis, hauling her up and down as he pounded in on the frenetic cum-strokes.
His cum-load exploded into her cunt in a deluge.
Martha wailed with ecstasy as she felt his jism erupt in her cunt, and she creamed again, more dynamically now that he had joined her in her joy.
His prick pestle pounded her muff mortar to paste and his thick spunk swirled into her cunt-cum, filling her pussy to overflowing.
They clung at the crest together, juicing off lavishly.
Then, still moving in perfect harmony, they slowed down, gliding sinuously through the receding waves, pumping out the ebbing passion of a simultaneous cumming.
Drained to the dregs, Luke stayed stuck up her cunt for a few moments, while she wriggled around on his cock. Then he pulled out and rolled from on top of her, spent and smiling, his balls shrunken and his prick sagging . . .
This had been the moment that the young watcher in the rafters had been waiting for.
Gazing down at his mother's vacated cunt, watching that oval pink slot gush with fuck-cream, Jimmy spilled his cum-load on the beam.
His cum polished the oak as he humped, making it so slippery that he damned near slid off and went tumbling down to join his parents on the bed.
They would have been surprised. And tomorrow was to be a day full of surprises ...