Chapter 16
Duke poured the cognac carefully, as if it was liquid gold.
Ginger lifted the large snifter to her mouth, the fumes from the liquor assailed her nostrils and she had to suppress a snort. Without taking a sip, she lowered the snifter and looked at Duke. He had the bottom of his snifter cupped in the palm of his hand, slowly swirling the liquid to warm it.
Ginger did the same, then lifted the glass to her mouth again. The aroma caressed her nostrils and the heady taste titillated her palate. A bit stronger than she was used to, but good. The liquid felt like fire, warming her all the way down her throat and into her stomach.
Duke watched her drink the brandy the way one would drink wine. "Wine is the nectar of the gods, my dear," he said. "Schnapps is distilled wine, the nobility of wines, and very potent. You must sip it slowly. If you drink it too fast, you soon will be very drunk."
"Yes, I see what you mean. It really gets to me. I feel so hot all over. Does it always make people feel that way?"
"Perhaps it is not just the brandy," Duke said. "Perhaps you are hot because you want to fuck. Does it not make a woman hot to know that someone wants to fuck her?"
"Yes, if it is the right someone," Ginger replied.
"Fine cognac makes me horny," Ilsa said.
"Liebchen, you were born horny," Duke said. "Just like your mother. She could never get enough."
"I do not want to drink schnapps all night," Ilsa said. She put down her snifter and walked to Ginger. "Not when there are nicer things to drink." She glanced at Duke, then began to unbutton Ginger's blouse.
Duke watched his daughter intently, excited by the prospect of seeing Ginger's voluptuous body naked again. He knew from experience Ilsa would fully prepare Ginger, then give her to him to fuck.
"My father wants to fuck you, darling," Ilsa said softly. She kissed Ginger lightly on the lips as she undid the last button. "He is the right someone, is he not?"
Ginger looked at Duke and smiled dreamily. "Oh, yes," she agreed eagerly. "Is he also going to fuck you?"
"If he has the strength," Ilsa said. "It does not matter. He can fuck me any time he wishes. I want him to have the pleasure of fucking you."
Ginger held Ilsa's cheeks in her palms and kissed the tip of her nose. "Darling, he can also fuck me any time he wishes. I am so happy with you two. I wish you never had to go back to Europe."
Ilsa pushed Ginger's blouse off her shoulders, then unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor. "If you can really get so much money for a formula that does not work, perhaps we will not."
Duke moved so he had a side view of the two women. Ilsa glanced at him and smiled as she fondled Ginger's tits and made her nipples grow to their full size.
"Are her tits not beautiful, Papa?" Ilsa said.
"Gorgeous." He emptied his glass and set it down. "Her nipples are very thick."
Ilsa caught one of Ginger's nipples between her thumb and forefinger and stretched it out as far as it would go. "You will like sucking them, Papa. Is your cock getting hard?"
"A little."
Ginger said, "When we first met, I wondered if you liked girls, Duke. Ilsa made a pass at me in the car, but you didn't seem interested. Then she told me about your relationship and I understood. How can I help get your cock hard so you can fuck me?"
"Play with your pussy and get it nice and wet while I undress him, darling," Ilsa said. Ginger chuckled cheerfully. "Oh, darling, it is already wet enough to drown a fish!"
Ilsa went to Duke and began to undress him. Ginger turned to face him, spread her legs wide so he had a good view of her hairy crotch, and began to finger her clit.
Ilsa stripped her father quickly, then said, "Now, I will undress. Papa, give Ginger a kiss."
Duke went to Ginger and embraced her firmly. His mouth covered hers and his tongue snaked into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed as she put her arms around his neck and opened her lips. She pushed her crotch forward, felt his prick beginning to harden as it rubbed her humid slit.
He ran his fingers through her hair. She put one hand behind his head. Her moist, lush lips trembled as her mouth worked hungrily against his. He tasted the combination of her sweet saliva and the brandy. He broke the kiss and stepped back.
She ran her hands over her tits, making her thick nipples swell even bigger. She lifted the heavy melons in her palms and presented them to him. Her body exuded such a strong sexual aroma that even she could smell it.
He knew one taste of her ripe flesh would unleash a desire that would demand his utmost effort to satisfy. He knew he could meet that demand measure for measure. He licked her nipples, then sucked each one tenderly. He let his hands slide down her flanks as he went to his knees.
"I must taste the hors d'oeuvre Ilsa found so delicious at dinner," he said, his voice husky with desire.
Ginger put her hands behind his head, shuffled forward with her legs wide apart and pulled his face into her thick red bush. She reached into her crotch and parted the lips of her cunt, then straddled his head and bent his head back as the nest of hair in her crotch enveloped his mouth.
He put his arms between her legs and caressed her shapely ass as he pulled her cunt tightly to his mouth. He stuck his tongue into her wet slit and her exquisite flavor stimulated his taste buds. He lapped at her gash eagerly, enthralled by the flavor of the irresistible morsel between her thighs.
She began to rock her hips gently back and forth, forcing his tongue to caress her from the top of her slit to her asshole. She looked up, saw Ilsa standing a few feet away, holding the big black double-dildo, and went off like a clap of thunder.
Duke's strong arms between her legs were all that kept Ginger from falling on her ass. She clawed at his head, vibrated like a plucked bow string, and wailed with ecstasy. Her fierce passions subsided, and he gave her slit a final lick before releasing her. She sank to her knees, still trembling slightly.
"God, I love to cum," she whispered.
"Get on your hands and knees, darling," Ilsa said. "Papa, will you put this in our pussies so we can fuck each other?" She handed the dildo to Duke and got on her hands and knees behind Ginger, ass to ass.
Ginger craned her neck and looked over her shoulder as Duke slid one end of the dildo into his daughter's cunt, then the other end in her slick gash. "Too bad we don't have a video camera," she said. "I'd like to watch us fuck each other this way."
"I will watch for all of us," Duke said with a chuckle. "Perhaps we can make movies later."
"Just rock back and forth, darling," Ilsa said. "Papa-likes to watch our asses bump together and our tits jiggle."
Ginger began to rock back and forth on her hands and knees. "I'm going to cum again," she whispered.
"Go faster!" Ilsa hissed. "I will cum with you. Watch your two girls fuck each other, Papa! Watch us bang our asses together and cum for you!"
Both women began to rock faster and faster, shoving each end of the dildo to the hilt in their spastic love channels. Suddenly, they began to shudder and squeal as they rode the double-dong frantically.
Duke knelt in front of Ginger and rubbed the head of his cock over her lips. She opened her mouth wide and his cockhead cut off her screams as it plunged into her mouth. Her mouth slid up and down his rod as she rocked back and forth.
He left his cock in her mouth until her orgasm ebbed, then rolled back and pulled her over him. She straddled him, caught his stiff prick between her velvety thighs and squeezed it tightly as she lay down and squirmed her naked body all over him.
Ilsa sat up, removed the dildo from her cunt and slid around by Duke's shoulder, facing Ginger. She spread her legs and began to play with her clit.
"Does that feel good?" Ginger asked teasingly. "You like for naked girls to rub themselves all over you, don't you?" She didn't expect an answer and didn't get one. She sat up, held the side of his shaft in her wet slit and wiggled her ass up and down. "Mmmmmm, nice hard cock," she muttered. "The head reaches all the way up to my belly button. Wonder if it will go that deep when I take it in me."
Duke looked up past her big tits at her lovely face. He ran his hands slowly over her full hips, up her sides, then under her tits, hefted the heavy mounds, then rubbed his palms over her thick, swollen-hard nipples. Ginger put her hands over his and smiled as he fondled her tits.
"Do you like my tits, Duke?" She arched her back and expanded her chest to make her tits stick out.
"They are truly gorgeous. And such admirable nipples.
Ginger raised her ass, slid forward and sat down on his belly with his cock resting along the crack of her ass. She reached down, spread the lips of her cunt, and said, "Can you see my clit? It isn't as big as Ilsa's, but it ain't half bad."
"It is magnificent," Duke said. "Not many women have a clit as big as my daughter's. Can you take me in your ass?"
"Well, it's pretty big, but I think so. I'm not going to let you put it in my ass right now, though. I'm going to take it in my cunt first and fuck you into never-never land."
"If never-never land is paradise, I am already halfway there," he chuckled.
Ginger lifted her ass, slid back, fit the head of his cock in the mouth of her cunt and began to lower herself, slowly engulfing his prick with her sweltering love channel. He continued to fondle her tits and watched her expression change to one of pure delight as she took the full length of his cock into her. He pinched her tit tips and pulled them way out.
Ginger moaned softly and said, "Damn, that makes the bottom of my cunt tingle." She sat up very straight, sucked in her gut and pushed her tits way out.
Ilsa got on her knees, slid her hands under Ginger's tits and hefted them in her palms. Duke reached up, ran his hand over his daughter's pussy mound and slid his middle finger through her gash. Ilsa spread her legs and gave him easier access to her cunt.
"Your cunt is so wet," he said.
"My cunt is always wet, Papa," she giggled. "Stick your finger in my hole."
"Be careful," Ginger said. "Her cunt gets so hot, she might melt your finger."
Ilsa humped slowly up and down on his finger. "I like when you finger-fuck me, Papa. How does Ginger's cunt feel?"
"Magnificent. As hot and as wet as yours. Too bad you do not have a cock so you could fuck her."
"I just have to be satisfied with fucking her with a dildo and rubbing my cunt against hers, Papa. But I think I suck cunt better than you do. We must find out later."
She straddled her father's head, lowered her cunt, and mashed her lips to his. He reached up to fondle her tits, only to find Ginger's hands already there, cupping the mammoth mounds and tweaking the nipples. He put his hands on Ginger's hips and held onto her as she began to ride the full length of his prick, moaning happily and fucking herself lustily.
Ilsa kept her cunt tight against Duke's mouth and turned around so she faced Ginger. "Do you like Papa's cock, darling?" she asked. "Is it big enough for you?"
"Almost too fucking big," Ginger breathed. She plunged down hard and sighed. "God, it feels marvelous!"
Ginger began to grind her hips and suck Duke's cock with her cunt. Ilsa began to grind her hips and smear her sopping cunt all over his face. Duke speared his daughter's snatch, fucking her hot gash with his tongue the way his cock was fucking Ginger's glorious cunt.
The excitement of riding Duke's cock while his daughter rode his tongue sparked Ginger's passion. She began to hump faster, her strong muscles began to milk his prick, and her orgasm arrived with a fury. Her ass began to twist this way and that, hump furiously up and down and corkscrew in tight circles. She threw her head back, opened her mouth wide and fondled Ilsa's tits as she screamed with unrestrained elation.
Just as Ilsa never tired of cumming, she never tired of watching another woman get off. Especially one riding her father's cock. She grabbed Ginger's tits and played with them as her own orgasm neared.
"Fuck him, darling," Ilsa muttered as she ground her cunt into Duke's mouth with increased urgency. "Fuck Papa good. Oh, darling, you are so beautiful when you cum."
Ginger wailed louder and squeezed Ilsa's tits harder.
Ilsa followed right behind Ginger, cumming with a rush, inundating her father's face with an abundant flood of warm juice. She bucked harder and twisted faster and panted, "Lick my clit, Papa! Lick my clit!"
Ilsa could easily tell the instant Duke's cock began to spew into Ginger's pussy. He licked her clit with a lot more gusto, arched his back, and began to thrust his loins furiously up and down, driving his dick to the hilt in the redhead's cunt as he pumped out his jizz.
Ilsa rolled away from Duke's mouth, taking Ginger along with her by hanging onto her tits. Duke's rapidly deflating cock pulled out of Ginger's cunt with a wet sucking sound and she fell onto her back by Ilsa.
Ilsa rose and hovered over Ginger for a moment, then leaned forward and offered her bloated nipples to the redhead. Ginger eagerly sucked the fat tit tips as Ilsa slid her hand down the front of her body. Her legs flew open, giving Ilsa full access to her wet cunt.
Ilsa stuck her finger in Ginger's sloppy hole and said, "Oh, Papa really filled your cunt. I want his cum."-
Ginger pushed Ilsa's nipple out of her mouth with her tongue and said, "Help yourself, baby, it's all yours."
Ilsa leaned over, glued her mouth to Ginger's gash, applied strong suction and quickly emptied it of her Papa's tasty cum. She kissed Ginger, then flopped onto her back.
"Lie between us, Papa," Ilsa said.
Duke snuggled between them on his back. They rolled onto their sides and mashed their tits against him and simultaneously began to fondle his cock.
After a few minutes, Ginger thought she detected a faint stirring of new life in Duke's prick.
"Can you manage one more, Duke?" she asked. "Your horny little daughter needs a good fucking. I like to watch people fuck, and I've never watched a father and daughter fuck."
"Perhaps you and my horny daughter will give my cock a nice tongue bath and see what happens?"
The women turned as one and began to lick his sticky cock.