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CHAPTER TWO

In the house across the street, thirty-five year old Katherine Dodge's morning had been spoiled. Tommy, her cute young son, was sitting at the breakfast table when he somehow managed to knock the salt shaker to the floor. Kate hurried to pick it up, forgetting that she hadn't worn a bra that morning.

She bent down much too quickly. Her loose, unbuttoned neckline hadn't been designed to contain so much size and weight, especially when her tits were on the move. So Kate's big-nippled, forty inch melons tumbled out, swinging and swaying before Tommy's admiring eyes. That was embarrassing enough, but then she had difficulty in stuffing those floppy jugs back inside the blouse.

"Wow!" Tommy exclaimed, blushing as he stared at his mother's bare, wobbling jugs. Now he understood why Danny was a peeper!

Kate was so flustered by the situation that she forgot to turn her back on her son, and Tommy watched the whole awkward, fumbling process with obvious delight. Finally, mischievously, knowing it would shock her, Tommy playfully asked, "Can I help you, Mom?"

Kate dropped the big breast she was holding.

Her enormous brown nipple hardened and tightened in front of her son. She stared at him, hardly believing her ears. "No!" she screamed, ready to burst into tears. How could he suggest such a horrible thing to his own mother?

Realizing that she was losing control, Kate ran to the bathroom. Tommy watched his mother's wildly flopping tits with more than a little interest, and decided to take Danny's advice about peeping.

Kate sat heavily on the edge of the tub, alone with her thoughts. An accident? she wondered, and felt a chill run up her spine. Was Tommy wondering, too. Were her subconscious desires responsible for her carelessness? She looked down at her still uncovered breasts. She'd been stunning as a bride, and Kate was a real knockout even now. After she'd given birth to Tommy, her measurements had blossomed even more, and even then his little hands and mouth had sexually stimulated her as they pulled and tugged on her erect nipples.

"Ohhh," she groaned, feeling her cunt loosen and growing moist. The memory was as vivid as if it were only yesterday. Cupping her soft, fat tits with her palms, she aimed the long, hard nipples up at her eyes, trying to see them from her son's point of view. Her tits sagged a bit more from sheer size than age but they were still firm and unlined. Not even a stretch mark, just a few tiny blue veins faintly visible on the sides where they approached her arms.

She smiled as she remembered how Tommy's tiny cock would get an erection when he suckled her, and how she had held the stiff little tool between her fingers for Jeff and her to laugh over.

Her baby's tiny cock – but it was tiny no longer!

She moaned and ran one hand under her skirt. Cupping the fat mound of her panty-clad pussy, she pound the heel of her hand into the springy hair just above her throbbing clit. She squeezed one fat tit until she winced, closing her eyes as her orgasm neared.

She visualized her husband Jeff's handsome face as he pumped his hard cock into her, and the heel of her palm made more direct contact with her straining clit. Then she shoved a couple of fingers under the leg band toward her drooling slot. Slickening them up in the puddle of cream at the bottom of the hole, she cased them into the hot channel.

"Ahhhh!" she groaned, feeling the start of her cum. It was almost there when her eyes shot open and she pulled her fingers from her snug slot with painful haste. Oh, God! Her husband's face had slowly changed while she was masturbating, growing younger and leaner under the cover of her passion-fogged mind.

And and the face was Tommy's!

Walt had wondered why his sheets weren't stiff with his dried cum the next morning. He vaguely remembered a pleasant dream about the sexy, mammoth-titted widow on his street, and how she had sucked on his cock. Huh, he grunted, maybe he was getting old, experiencing dry dreams instead of wet ones…

But he didn't fail to notice how his daughter Joan was filling out, becoming a woman. She was pretty well developed for a younster, he thought, nice, pear-shaped tits! Have to get her a bra, soon, he mused. Shit, he could even see her pink nipples through her nighty in the mornings! What a ball-breaker! He always woke up with a piss-hardon, yet seeing her bent over the sink, her plump ass sticking out while she washed her face, made him feel like he was walking around with a telephone pole in his shorts.

Joan hid a smile. She knew her father was looking at her with eyes that weren't quite fatherly, and she longed for the day that she'd be able to sleep in his bed, when he'd see her as a desirable woman and not just as his untouchable daughter.

All during the day Joan teased her father. She'd removed her panties and put on a short dress, making sure that she had to bend over a lot in the kitchen and den, or wherever he happened to be on his day off. She knew he'd seen her tender young ass a few times, for that was when he caught his breath and choked on his cigar.

The horny little girl's heart was beating wildly as she saw her father turn to hide the lump in his trousers. She'd given him a hard-on, and she remembered how it had looked last night. Her little cunt dripped and itched.

It was early in the evening when Joan announced that she was going to bed. The girl quivered with nervous anticipation as she undressed and opened her door four or five inches. The hall was dark, but there was still a light in the living room, and she could faintly hear the sound of some television program.

She undressed and lay down on the bed, and switched the reading lamp on behind her head. Then she put a book beside her. Her sparsely haired little pussy was aimed right at the crack of the door.

"Ohhhhh," she groaned. She listened, but heard nothing. "Wawwwww!" she moaned again, then cut it short and strained her ears. Yes. She had heard the couch squeak as her father stood up.

Joan threw her head back and pretended to be asleep as she groaned, "Ohhhh…" Her eyes appeared shut, but she was actually peering between her lashes.

"Ummmm…" she sighed, feeling her father's hungry eyes on her naked twat even before she saw his face at the crack of the door. She squirmed and twisted as if she was having a bad dream, giving him different views of her wet cunt and trembling ass.

Then she dropped her hand between her legs and stirred her fingers slowly back and forth, pretending to be unaware of what she was doing. She kept rubbing and moaning while her face twisted in what she hoped her father would believe to be delirious joy.

Hearing his harsh breathing, the daring adolescent widened her plump thighs. Walt gasped. Joan knew from examining herself that her virgin cunt was plump and pale pink, and not at all hidden by her few dark curls. And she just knew that everything down there was now wet and shiny.

"Oh, God!"

Walt stepped into her room, and Joan gasped and sat up in bed. He must have undressed in the hall, for he was naked from the waist down, and his gigantic cock poked straight out at her.

"Daddy!" Joan cried, jumping up and throwing her arms around him. "I was having an awful dream!" She pretended not to notice his nakedness at first. But she felt his hard dick pressed against her belly, the throbbing head nestling and poking at her belly button.

She stepped back a bit and looked down. "Oh!"

She looked up into her father's eyes. "Daddy?"

His cock was swelling, pulsing before her eyes. "Oh, God, Joan!" Walt said, lifting his hands to his daughter's beautiful tits. He cupped and squeezed them. Like melons, he thought, fleshy melons! He bent and kissed the red pointy tip of each nipple. Joan melted beneath him.

Reaching below his turgid, red-capped prick, she cupped her father's heavily-haired nuts. She'd been unable to get at them last night, and now she rolled and squeezed them with heated interest.

"Oh, Daddy," she groaned. "I love you!"

Stroking the fat length of his cock in her small fist, the horny young daughter moaned as his sweaty heat seared her small palm. Someday she'd tell him how she'd sucked this mighty pole dry without his knowledge, but not now. Her daddy's muscular prick tube was throbbing, and she leaned forward and examined it closely, squeezing its gristle-like stiffness with an enthusiasm she hadn't dared to use last night.

"I, Joan?" Walt hesitated, sighing as his daughter traced the network of rope-like veins with a finger. "Will, will you kiss it for me?" He tentatively placed his strong hands on the back of her head.

"Oh," Joan teased, pretending to be shocked. "I don't know if I should do that, Daddy. Isn't that sort of… uh, dirty?"

Walt groaned under her exploring fingers. "No, Joan," he said, thrusting his hips toward her pretty, pouting lips. "All girls do it for someone they love. Please, Joan. Kiss it!"

Joan looked up at her father as her small hands squeezed and jerked his fat, trembling dong. His handsome face was thrown back, and his eyes were shut. Joan pursed her lips and bent her head dawn, quickly kissing the leaking cockhead.

"Uhhhhh!" An expression of unbearable ecstasy turned Walt's face into that of a stranger. Joan smacked her lips loudly, wanting to excite him with the sounds she made.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, licking her lips and removing the tiny bit of moisture she'd picked up. It only made her mouth water for more. "It tastes good." She looked up at him.

"Should I keep doing it, Daddy?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent.

"Yes, yes!" Walt groaned. "Kiss it, lick it, put it in your mouth and suck on it!"

Joan kissed his cock again, pressing her lips to the top and sides, and lashing her tongue up and down. She dribbled her saliva all over it and made a lot of squishy, slurping noises.

"Ahhh!" Walt sighed, his nuts churning from the sight of his hot and horny daughter's soft, wet tongue running over his straining meat. "That's enough, Joan. I don't want to cum that way."

"Oh, Daddy," Joan teased him some more, continuing to kiss and lick. "I never imagined your cock would taste so good! Can't I taste your cum? Please?"

Walt's pounding pulse threatened to burst a vein when he heard his sexy child begging to drink his cock cream. He forced himself to relax, then walked her to the bed and spread her out on it.

"Now I'm gonna do something special for you, sweet puss," he said. He crawled between his daughter's shapely legs.

"Ohhh, Daddy!" Joan whispered. "You, you gonna kiss me there, Daddy?"

"Kiss it, shit!" he rasped. "I'm gonna eat it, honey! And you'll love it!"

Joan hadn't considered that her father would want to kiss that wet, mushy slit between her legs. Rut when he raised his face to her lightly haired cunny, she blushed deeply, a little ashamed to have him looking so closely at what was supposed to be such a private, nasty place.

"Unghh!" Her father had pressed his lips to her pink cunt folds, and Joan felt his hot tongue gently licking up the sticky center.

"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "It feels so good!"

Walt lifted his face. "Hook your knees over my shoulders, baby," he said. Joan did, and her wet, wrinkled pussy petals winked and oozed juice inches from his lust-filled eyes. He spread the plump, frothy lips with trembling fingers.

"Oh, God, what a beautiful little pussy!" Walt groaned. And then he opened his mouth wide and sucked in his girl's tingling clit and all of the puffy folds.

"Yuhhh! Oh, Daddy!" Joan groaned, instinctively grinding her plump ass into the mattress. Walt wrapped his hairy arms around his daughter's rounded hips and made sucking sounds as his lips pulled at her distended little clit.

"Daddy-y-y-y!" Joan cried, grunting and panting like a rooting hog. Her heels drummed against his upper back.

Walt peered at his horny daughter's lust contorted face over the rise of her puffy bush and flat belly. And as he tongued her pouting, oozing snatch-lips, she grabbed her plump round tits and held them up for him to see. Rubbing the red nipples with her thumbs, she then pointed them at her father so he could see how big and swollen they were.

Walt lashed his long tongue all over his little girl's succulent pink gash, licking and lapping at her tasty, virginal beaver from her dainty little bunghole up to her tiny quaking clit. Hot cunt syrup ran over his tongue and smeared his cheeks.

Joan writhed in constant ecstasy, rolling her plump ass in slow circles, rubbing her sopping pussy across her father's darting tongue, and still holding her pear-shaped boobs. She cupped them by their soft bases, letting the dark, swollen nipples shiver and jump to add to his excitement.

"Ahhhh!" She groaned as his tongue scrubbed her tender clit. The cherry-colored bud felt ready to burst. She slid her ass up, pulling her knees to her chest and holding her father's nodding head, guiding his soft tongue to the slippery red ring guarding the dark, narrow mouth of her virginal cunt.

"There! There!" she cried. "Oh, yes, that's it! Yes! Ohhhh, Daddy!"

Walt pistoned his long tongue like a miniature cock into his kid's sopping wet, tight tunnel. Joan's shaking ass wriggled over the bed as he stroked her sensitive brownie before lapping up to the bubbling mouth of her cunt again.

Joan sighed and thrust her hungry, creaming little twat toward her father's eager tongue. Walt rooted and burrowed his face in his daughter's pussy for what seemed like hours, his tireless tongue scooping up her thick, sweet cunt honey and swallowing it as if it was vintage wine.

"Huhhhh, wahhhh!"

When Walt heard Joan's deep-throated moans, and felt the red, elastic rim of her little cunt-hole snapping at his tongue, he knew she was about to cum. He jabbed his tongue rapidly in and out of the shaking slit.

Joan felt her father's strong hands slide under her plump, bouncing white ass, and her whole body trembled. Her tongue-tormented twat was burning and tightening more than it ever had under her fingers.

"Yahhh! Hunhhh! Hunhhh! Ahhhhh!"

Joan gabbed her daddy's head and held it tightly to her spasming cunt while her thighs squeezed his ears. She screamed and wailed again and again, her mind spinning with the intensity of her rippling cuntal contractions. Her first real mind-blowing orgasm was here at last!

"Hunhhh! Ohhh, Daddy!" She opened her eyes and gazed lovingly at her wonderful father. She stroked his cheeks, feeling her own juice on her fingers.

"Daddy," Joan said, tugging on his arms. "I, I want you to put it in me. I want you to, to fuck me. Please, Daddy, I need to be fucked!"

Walt panted and grunted, jockeying into position with an almost frantic haste. Lifting up on his elbows, he looked into his little girl's shining eyes.

"There'll be no turning back if we do this," he said slowly, his cock pulsing threateningly against her soaking cunny. "I want you so much, but it's gonna hurt. Are you sure?"

Joan grabbed his thick cock for her answer, fitting the bulbous head to her wet hole. "Shove it in, Daddy! Shove it all the way in and fuck my little pussy!"

Walt shivered. He was so bit, and his child-like daughter was so small down there! He gingerly eased his big-headed prick to her oozing and seemingly too-small cunt.

"Come on, Daddy," Joan panted. "I'll get used to you. I, I've used a couple of fingers, already."

Which was mostly a lie. She hadn't put her fingers all the way inside. And they were very small fingers.

Walt's big cock was throbbing at the puffy ridge guarding Joan's red-hot cunt channel. She hunched her butt a bit, and he felt the steamy wetness of his daughter's pussy puckering around him. With one furious lunge he drove his curved, massive hunk of hard meat into her tight little pussy tube.

"Wawwww! Umphhh-h-h-h!" Joan's body tensed and then went limp. She whimpered and groaned as her father covered her tiny body with his, his mammoth dong sliding fiercely back and forth in her clasping and well-oiled pussy.

"You OK, Joan?" Walt asked.

"Oh, Jeez, Daddy, I thought it was gonna kill me!" She forced a small smile. "It's good, now," she lied. "Just fuck me nice and easy for a while."

Walt fucked his little girl's squirming, gripping cunt crack with deep, powerful strokes, spreading the narrow walls of her hot virgin pussy with each thrust. His swollen shaft was stained a bright scarlet from her ripped cherry. Soon, he was driving into her cunt faster and higher, scrabbling with his toes to move even closer, his pubic bone mashing her tingling clit.

Joan moaned as she stiffened under her father's brutal screwing, her tightly clenching pink pussy heating up. She lifted her ass to meet him, his heavily swinging fuck-sack slapping the quivering cheeks of her wide-spread, pumping buns.

Waft listed to his young daughter as she squealed and groaned with furious passion: "Ommhhh! Hunhhh! Humnnnn."

She was hunching her cunt at his pounding cock as her ass lifted and swung, and he could feel her pussy tightening even more, the tingling walls compressing around his wildly pulsing cock meat like a greasy velvet glove.

Joan felt the flanged rim, of her father's big cockhead as it slid back and caught on her sensitive, rubbery rim. Then she moaned as he slammed back inside the soaked channel of her rhythmically grasping, sucking pussy.

Wet, squelchy, fucking sounds mingled with their grunts and groans. Joan's ears were ringing, and she had that dizzy, hot-faced feeling like having low blood sugar and shock. She sensed the spastic jerking of her father's swollen cock-muscle, and felt his frantic hip-slamming falter and then cease altogether as he shoved in to the hilt, grinding his drawn-up balls against the stretched lips of her stuffed cunt.

"Aghhh! Here it comes!" he cried.

Joan wrapped her legs around her father's lean waist and drummed her heels against his ass. Then she used one heel to rub and push between the crack of his hairy ass.

"Ugh! Unhhh! Ahhhh!" Walt groaned, and collapsed on top of his little girl.

When Joan felt her father's dick jerking about inside her sucking cuntal depths, she cried out with pleasure. And then his fat rod was swelling and throbbing. She moaned and sighed as great, sticky wads of cum splattered hotly into her stuffed, spasmning cunt tunnel.

The bedroom door suddenly opened. "What Joan! Uncle Walt!"

Martha, finding the front door unlocked, had entered her cousin's house and called out. True, she had not spoken very loudly, but that was because she thought Joan might be in her father's bedroom, sucking on the sleeping man. But her uncle's room had been dark and empty. She couldn't resist opening Joan's door when she saw the silver of light under it and heard several passionate moans.

Joan saw her cousin's eyes drop to her father's fat, limber cock. She knew that Martha was still a virgin, but if she was any judge, her cousin was as horny as she was. She knew Martha masturbated. With Joan it was just once a day or so, but she knew Martha sometimes played with her little twat three or four times in a row.

Once, while Joan was staving at Aunt Debbie's, she had tip-toed into the bathroom and watched Martha through a crack in the shower curtain. She'd caught the youngster in the midst of probing her red-haired muff with a tube of dandruff shampoo.

Joan got off the bed and ran to her stunned cousin. "Come over here," she said, taking Martha's limp wrist in her hand. "Daddy's got something to show you."

Trance like, Martha allowed herself to join the incestuous couple on the bed. Joan wondered if her father had another load left in him. She hoped so, for Martha's sake. Besides, it would be kinky kicks to watch her father fucking that big prick into Martha's tiny twat.

Martha was hot all over. From her carrot-topped head to her freckled neck and chest she blushed furiously, but she never took her eyes from her uncle's large, wet cock.

Joan started to undo Martha's blouse. "No!" her cousin cried in a horrified voice, seeming to just now realize what was about to happen. "Don't!" She jumped up.

"Joan…" Walt stirred nervously. "Maybe we shouldn't…" He was beginning to have second thoughts about the idea of taking advantage of his sister's little girl.

Joan clamped her fingers over her father's slimy cock. "Look, Martha," she said, jerking the meaty roll up and down and playing with the loose foreskin. Walt's eyes narrowed and he groaned with pleasure.

"But… But he's my uncle!" Martha protested.

"No kidding, Dick Tracy! He's my father, stupid! And I love him. Just look at this." Joan lewdly aimed her father's bulbous cockhead at Martha's flushed face.

Martha looked, and licked her lips. It looked so much bigger up close than it had the other night. Joan saw that her cousin was weakening. Her pussy's probably wetter than mine, she thought, and ran her hand under Martha's dress and between her soft, warm thighs.

Martha gasped and automatically widened her legs loan's fingers touched hot silk, gooey hot silk! She'd been right. Martha would, if they kicked her out now, rush to the bathroom and finger-fuck her soggy, itching cunt for hours.

"Joan," Martha groaned, "don't…"

Joan laughed. "All right, I won't. But I know somebody who will!" And she pushed Martha to her father and lifted her skirt. Walt stared at the bright red curls showing through his niece's damp panties.

Martha watched with horrified fascination as her uncle's hand cupped the crotch of her panties. He rubbed his palm in small circles, sliding the wet material over her slippery pussy lips. Martha groaned and closed her eyes. Then, as Walt rolled the small pebble of her clit through her panties, she gasped and flung her arms about him.

"Oh, Uncle Walt!" she cried, hugging him and grinding her hips in small circles. Walt's fingers slipped under the panties and he ran his fingertips up and down his sexy young niece's hot, sticky cunt furrow.

Joan continued yanking his cock, and soon it was hard and thick, bulging with blue veins. Crystal-clear droplets formed and rolled off the big, rosy head.

"Come on, Martha," Walt groaned, "let's get these off!" And his hands went under his niece's ass and clutched her panties. With one swift tug they were down to her knees. Joan lifted the girl's legs and removed them.

Martha blushed deeply and turned her face aside, but she made no attempt to conceal the few red curls topping her fat-lipped, juicy cunt. The reddish-orange curls started at the apex of her plump, lightly freckled upper thighs, and then formed a long, thin line which pointed toward her deeply-indented belly button.

Martha's pussy-lips were open, and their bright pink color drew her uncle's eyes like a magnet. The folds were large, not nearly as large as her mother's, but her clit was like a tiny, blunt-tipped finger.

"Oh, baby! Honey! It's beautiful!" Walt moaned, turning to one side and resting on his elbows. "I've just got to taste it!"

"Wait, Daddy! Wait!" Joan cried, not wanting to be left out. She pushed him onto his back again and straddled his hairy thighs, still holding his thick, pulsing cock with one hand.

"Let Martha kneel over your face!" the excited, innovative youngster suggested. Martha roused from her impassioned stupor.

"Joan!" Martha stared at her naked cousin with shock. "I, I couldn't! That's, that's dirty!"

"You're nuts!" Joan retorted. "You don't know nothin'! Daddy licked me till I came, and it's great!" she squirmed her plump asscheeks on Walt's gain, stirring the shaft of his cock against her wide-spread pussylips. Her thick cunt honey ran dawn, coating his big balls.

Martha was dismayed by the excitement she felt at watching her cousin's hand jacking her own father's distended prick. Her swollen clit was driving her crazy. It wasn't used to being ignored. Martha always played with it as soon as it started to burn and throb.

Walt placed his hands on both of his niece's soft hips. "Come on, baby," he said, "let me kiss that sweet puss of yours." He pulled her toward him.

"Please," Martha weakly protested.

She moaned with shameful indecision. But she did not draw back, and Walt's mouth watered with anticipation. He lifted one of her knees and eased it over his shoulder. The hot smell of a roused pussy drifted to his appreciative nostrils. There was nothing Walt liked more than sucking on a tender fresh pussy, a cunt so sparsely-haired that he did not have to hunt through a forest to find the juicy lips.

Martha looked down and saw her uncle's handsome face framed between her soft white thighs, and felt her little cunny contract. She knew she was flowing like a river there, and she could feel her hot honey running down her thighs. How could anyone want to put their mouth on that awful wet, smelly place? She wondered. Walt's hands pulled her down.

"Eeek!" Martha squealed as her uncle's face disappeared beneath her plump, squirming ass. She leaned forward and her head hung down. She almost bumped Joan's head as Walt's probing tongue washed over her pussy. Her little body shook and flailed as she wiggled her ass all over her uncle's face, sobbing and moaning with one frenzied explosion after another.

Joan spread her juicy snatch-lips and centered her cunt over her father's bucking prick. Fitting Walt's huge cock bulb against her hot, itching hole, she slowly settled down on it.

"Ahhhhh," she sighed as he filled her pussy completely.

"Umphhh!" Walt grunted into Martha's sopping wet pussy. His face was coated with his, hot young niece's sticky, hot juices, and they ran into his nose and ears, clogging them. He moaned again as he felt the tight, hot glove of his daughter's newly-fucked cunt slowly sliding down his long prick pole.

His hips hunched involuntarily, driving the last few inches of his thick meat into Joan's shuddering pussy. He heard her groan contentedly and start the long climb back up to his bulbous knob. Martha's ass cheeks wobbled on each side of his face, and as she squirmed, her smooth, purplish brown bung rubbed back and forth over his nose. He tilted his head and thrust his tongue straight up and into the mouth of her little cunt.

"Ooooh!" Martha's butt cheeks clenched over his face. He gripped them hard in his hands and lifted her up a bit so he could breathe. The blood filled lips of her cunny hung and dripped above him and he stirred them with his tongue, moving each one aside and probing under and around it.

Joan was filled with the newfound wonder of fucking while on top of her father. He seemed to stab her more deeply in this position, and also she was able to control the speed of the penetration and his cock's angle. Joan experimented with various rotary movements, and loved them all.

Her pear-shaped titties flopped up and down tightly as she lifted and plummeted, and she reached up and squeezed her meaty nipples, both the areolas and their hard, purplish tips.

Walt was panting into Martha's pouting cunt, groaning with the effort of holding back his cum. Joan's snug little cunt tunnel was fluttering around his fat, impaling dick, and the mouth of her cunt was snapping at the mushroom-like head like a hungry calf at an udder.

Martha's soft, warm ass rolled all over her uncle's wet face as his hands moved her from side to side. His hotly lapping tongue investigated every available inch of his niece's deliciously swollen, vibrating pussy. Her elongated clit jutted out from the pink folds like a tiny, blunt-tipped spear, and Walt glued his lips around it and gave it a good sucking.

"Muh-wahhh!" Martha groaned, shaking violently with yet another orgasm. Walt had never known anyone who could cum as often and as hard as his sweet young niece, and her constant climaxes were really turning him on. He could hardly wait to pluck her cherry!

Joan heard her cousin groaning out with another cum and slowed her pumping. Martha's blouse was still on, and Joan reached out and unbuttoned it, pulling it from the girl's shoulders. Then she tugged her bra down, not bothering to unsnap it.

Martha's plump, melon-like boobs stood straight out, wobbling over the bra, her nipples hard and crinkly, rising boldly from hugely puckered areolas. Joan cupped the little jugs and Martha lifted her strained, pinched face. She was on the verge of another terrific cum, but had to see what was going an in front of her.

As soon as Joan felt the softness of her cousin's tits, she realized that she could turn on to another girl's body. She knew she wasn't queer because she loved her father's cock too much. But at her young age she had never heard of bisexuality. Maybe she was just oversexed, she thought, really nothing to worry about. She was enjoying herself too much to care that part of her pleasure came from another female, and her cousin at that!

Joan started jumping all over her father's throbbing dick, groaning with pleasure at the tight friction. She knew her cunt was ready to explode. Her plump tits were bouncing with her vigorous fucking, slapping wetly and loudly against her sweaty chest.

"Unhhh!" she grunted with joyous surprise as Martha suddenly reached out and grabbed her boobs by her long, rubbery nipples. The girl tweaked her cousin's popping tit-tips in response. Soon the two incestuous girls were bouncing and moaning and giggling as they played with each other's bodies.

Now that Martha's hands weren't resting on his chest and stomach, supporting some of her weight, her ass ground heavily against her uncle's face. In sheer desperation he gently bit and nibbled her fleshy cuntal folds. He raked his teeth softly over his niece's stiff clit, and she squealed and lifted up a bit.

"Wahhh-ughhh!" she grunted, almost falling forward as yet another orgasm overtook her. Joan held her cousin up by her tender tits, digging her fingers into their softness. The pain seemed to intensify Martha's cum.

"Oh! Oh! Uhh!" she groaned, her clit and twat convulsing wildly. Her little pink hole clamped spasmodically, milking and squeezing out more hot cunt honey for her uncle's thirsty throat.

Joan plopped down on her father's thighs, squirming her soft, sweaty butt in tight circles. Walt's fat cock stirred in her gripping crack, pulling on her clasping pussylips and tugging at her tingling clit. She dropped Martha's bruised breasts and pinched her own nipples.

"Aghhh! Oh, Jeez, Daddy! I'm cumming!"

Joan hung her head and stared at her father's cock-shaft as she raised her ass a bit. The sight of that massive, glistening stake spearing into her little cunt was so stimulating that she threw her hips into a frenzy of agitation. Her twat convulsed again and again, and she screamed and fell forward against Martha's heaving little titties.

Walt shuddered as his little girl's cunt rippled flutteringly up and down the length of his gristly hard-on. He groaned into Martha's dribbling, totally hot cunt as his fat balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock and began jerking.

"Agh! Unghh! Arghh!" Joan's cunt seemed to suck the cum right but of him. His hot, creamy jism gushed steadily from his ballooning cockhead, coating his daughter's steamy cuntal depths.

Joan's shaking weight finally overbalanced Martha. The girl fell backwards, her legs straightening. The fat cheeks of her ass rested on the top half of her uncle's face, and her cunt was wet and open before her cousin's eyes.

But Joan had nothing on her mind but her father's cock. It had slipped free of her pussy when she fell away, and she could feel his hot cum jetting over her ass and the back of her thighs. Quickly scrambling around, she gulped the still-spewing prick into her avidly sucking mouth.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, holding the thick cream on her gums for a while, then swishing her tongue through it before swallowing. She took his limber cock in her hand and squeezed it while sucking at the fat head.

"Hummphh!" Walt grunted. "That's it! Work it all out, honey!"

About that time Martha's clit began twitching. She lifted up and gently rolled over, laying her open pussy on her uncle's lips. She started rubbing and grinding herself oft over his face. As she'd settled down, she caught a brief and startling scene: her young cousin mouthing her father's cock, her lips and chin shining with his pearly cum.

Martha groaned and grunted with her umpteenth orgasm. Walt sighed as Joan drained his softened cock of the last creamy drop of jism. She raised her head and licked the whitish smears from her puffy lips.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, baby?" Walt sighed, his palms lazily rubbing his niece's plump asscheeks as they trembled over his head. His lips lovingly kissed her pouting pink cunt petals and worked-over clit.

Joan knee-walked to Martha's ass. Her hands joined her father's in kneading and squeezing those flaccid, white moons of ass flesh. The red-haired girl's sweaty flesh jiggled and shook like firm jello, and Joan found herself getting horny again.

"Can you get hard again, Daddy?" she asked.

"With a little help," Walt said, sliding out from under Martha's insatiable pussy. "God! Even my hair's soaked!" He wiped his face with a corner of the bedsheet.

"Ohhhh!" Martha was mortified. Blushing furiously, she buried her face in a pillow, her up thrust frecked asscheeks quivering as she sobbed out her shame and degradation.

"Hey, honey," Walt protested. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean that I didn't enjoy it. Oh, hell!" He looked helplessly at his daughter.

"C'mon, Cuz," Joan said. "Help me get Daddy hard. You want to get fucked, don't you?"

Martha's legs were widely parted, and below her quivering butt a ring of wet, red curls framed her creamy, thick-lipped pussy. Walt plunged his middle finger into youngster's oozing cunt hole. Martha hunched and groaned as her horny uncle's fingers probed her tender cherry.

"Oh, God!" she sobbed. "Uncle Walt! Let's stop now! This isn't right. I, we can't… I could have a baby! And you're my uncle!"

But she squirmed as thrills of unwanted pleasure shot through her cunny. Her uncle's frigging fingers were creating waves of spasmodic pleasure in her super-sensitive cunt flesh.

"Nuhhh! Uhhh! N-o-o-o…" she whimpered as her shamelessly aroused body betrayed her. Walt's free hand went around her softly rounded belly and lifted, gently hauling her into a crouching position. Martha's tender young buns spread widely and stuck up into the air.

"Ahhh… ahhhh," she sighed helplessly as her uncle's fingers wriggled around in her narrow hole. He twisted and pumped them in and out of his redhaired niece's cunny, and she shuddered and groaned with ecstatic response. "Aghhh! Uncle Walt!"

Joan knelt behind her father's hairy ass and reached between his legs. Walt sighed and tensed as he felt his little girl grab his hanging balls, squeezing them together, tugging on them, and mashing them up against his nodding, tired prick.

She turned on her back and slid under him, licking his nuts on the way. When his fat, slimy dong dangled over her mouth, she parted her lips and groaned at him. He dropped it in. Although he was still soft, Walt began his slow hunching, fucking movements, drawing away and then re-inserting his big pecker in his young daughter's willing mouth. Soon Joan's lips were stretched wide and her throat was being assaulted by his fully erect cock.

She pulled away with a wet slurp. Her father's cock snapped up toward his stomach, tense and angry-looking. The reddish-purple head was shiny and throbbing, dripping with spit and pre-cum.

"Daddy," Joan cooed, "I think you'd better hide that awful thing somewhere…" She grabbed his prick and pulled it down as her father leaned over her cousin's back.

Martha moaned when she felt her uncle's fingers slip from her aching cunny. She wiggled her ass impatiently, searching for his pleasure-giving hand. And then she felt his blunt, fat-tipped cock pressing into the hair-rimmed hole of her twat. She no longer denied the wanton longings of her body.

"Uhhh, uhh," she panted as her pleasure increased. She could feel her cunt lips being pushed inward, and her body tensed.

"Huhhh! Yes, stick it in me! F-fuck me!"

"Shove your ass higher!" Walt breathlessly ordered, the veins in his cock pounding with excitement.

Martha jerked her ass up and felt her uncle's huge cockhead slip between the stretched lips of her pussy hole. Pain shot up into her belly as she tightened her cunt just behind the ridge of his mammoth cock bulb.

"Godammit! You're tight, honey!" Walt said as Martha squawked like a plucked chicken. He let out the breath he'd been unconsciously holding. Still on her back between his knees, Joan excitedly watched the penetration of her cousin's virginal pussy.

"Fuck her, Daddy! Fuck her!"

Walt gathered his strength. Holding his sweet young niece by her hips, he powered his huge cock into her tight, humid passage. Martha's rosy maidenhead collapsed before him, surrendering to the intense pressure.

"Aieee!" Martha screamed as her uncle's wide cock shaft slid past the torn, bleeding edges of her tissue-thin cherry.

Walt leaned over her and grabbed her dangling melon-sized tits. "Ooowwhhhh!" She moaned as he pulled six or seven inches of cock out of her gripping cunt crack, then slowly sank the full husky length of his cock muscle into her ravaged cuntal depths.

Martha's eyes were tightly shut. Her uncle felt so big in her tender cunny that she blubbered with each thrust. The friction was intense, and she could hardly believe that all of that meaty monster prick had been accepted by her weeping pussy tunnel.

Walt worked his cock like a pile-driver, stabbing forward and swirling his cock with deft sideways movements of his hips. He felt his niece's tight cunt widen with every stroke, and then she was oozing hot honey all round his fat, probing prick.

"Ahhhhh…" Martha panted, pushing back with her ass. Walt pulled on her jiggling tits and ground his flat belly against her soft butt. His hands slid down her slippery titties and dug into her throbbing, rubbery nipples. Sticky cunt honey squeezed out around his cock every time he speared her, running down her thighs and puddling on the sheets.

Joan stared at the incestuous union and fingered her own cunt hole, occasionally tormenting her clit. Martha was groaning and thrusting her ass back so strongly that her thighs and cheeks rippled. Her inflamed pink pussy folds sucked out around her uncle's cock when he withdrew, leaving a trail of gleaming, sticky juice.

"Hunhhh! Uhhh! Ohh, Uncle Walt! Nowww! Ghahhh-uhhh!"

The desperate relief finally arrived. Martha felt her cunt clamp down harshly around her uncle's prick, and she knew that her hot, wet cunt walls were milking the muscular cock tube.

Walt shoved in to the hilt and arched his back. Martha's hot, tingling cunt was bringing him off! He squirmed, trying to get even closer to his niece's spasming, quaking cunt. "Yahhhh!"

Martha felt the first seething glob of her uncle's cum splash against her shuddering cunt-walls. It was the first time she'd ever felt, an alien warmth and wetness that deep in her pussy. She had never shoved anything past her cherry, not even a pencil. Over and over, Walt squirted out his steaming jism, bathing the youngster's aching cunt tunnel with it creamy, thick cum.

He felt a tugging at his balls. Looking down, he saw Joan's pleading eyes. Her mouth was yawning wide, and she licked her lips unmistakably.

"OK, honey." He grinned. "I guess I can spare some for you."

He pulled his still-thick, still-dripping cock from Martha's clinging cuntal passage and hung it over his daughter's pretty face. It was swollen and sticky, and still squirting. Before the meaty head reached her lips, Joan's chin and cheeks were splattered with his gelatinous cum-wads.

"Umphhh!" Joan choked as both the bulbous head and several jets of hot cum reached the back of her throat the same time. Walt felt his nuts jump and tighten when he saw Joan's cheeks bulge with the load she was swallowing. He gave into the ecstasy of his convulsing cock muscle.

Joan ran her tongue all over the meaty head and shaft, loving her cousin's slippery juices and the slightly pungent taste of her violated cherry. But it was her daddy's sticky, creamy cum-globs that thrilled her the most. She never tired of his jism, and was sure she'd never be able to get enough of it.

Martha still crouched before her kneeling uncle, her round ass twitching with small spasms. The bright red curls of her pussy were clotted with the overflow of pearly cum. He'd pumped so much of his frothy jism into her cunt that it was still draining out of her slightly open, red and irritated cunthole.

Joan moaned unhappily around her father's prick. His spongy, mushroom head had no more cum left in it! She'd pulled out the last stringy, watery drop. Walt eased his well-chewed meat from his little girl's reluctantly parted lips.

"Ahhhh," he sighed tiredly, rolling to his side and pulling Martha with him. He cradled her back and ass against his chest and groin as Joan crawled behind him and rubbed her wet pussy against his hairy butt.

"Daddy?" She hunched her little cunt bush against him.

"Oh, Joan," Walt groaned. "Let me rest a bit, huh? My cock's had it for now."

"But I'm burning and itching, Daddy! Will you lick me again, then? I don't want to finger myself anymore."

"OK, sweet puss. Climb up!"

Joan did, and a little later Walt fucked the two horny girls again. Afterwards, when he fell asleep, he dreamed about the mammoth-titted neighbor widow again. They'd never met, but he loved watching her fat tits jump and sway as she hurried up her porch steps.