"The family_s four-way suck" - читать интересную книгу автора (Allison Tom)

CHAPTER TWELVE

A few days later, Lana was sprinkling garnish on a big casserole when her son Johnny came home from school. The first thing he did was drop his school books on the kitchen floor and walk up to his big-titted mother, wrapping his arms around her waist and dry-humping an obviously big, stiff cock on her ass. "I want it bad, Mom," he murmured, leaning forward to whisper his obscenities in her ear. "I had a big hard-on thinking about your cunt all day in school!"

"Oh, Son!"

Lana sighed and pressed back onto him, feeling his stiff cock throbbing on the crack of her ass. Already her pussy was burning and juicing, seeping through her panty crotch. Since the first time in the kitchen, Lana had fucked her teenaged son every chance she could. But their longest fuck sessions usually took place in motels. Lana was desperately afraid of being caught by her daughter or… worst of all… her husband.

"Johnny, you can't do it to me now," she squealed. "Tammy's upstairs! And we can't go to a motel. I've got to make dinner!"

"The basement," Johnny moaned. "Let's go into the basement. Mom, I've got to have it. My prick's so fucking hard, it hurts!" As far as Lana was concerned, those were the magic words. The mental image of her son's mammoth hard-on flooded her mind… a long, stiff, steely hunk of cock meat, oozing juice from the tip. Suddenly she knew how desperately she longed to stuff it down her throat, to suck out all his cum.

"All… all right," Lana panted. Pushing away from him, the horny mother stuffed the casserole into the oven. "Let's go. Quietly! Follow me…" The basement was entered by a door through the laundry room. Together they walked down the creaking stairs, seeing the small, dusty room full of everything from old tennis rackets to a big, dilapidated couch.

"All right, darling…" Lana pushed away the hands hungrily molding her big tits. "We have to hurry! Sit on the couch, lover! Mommy wants to suck your cock for you!"

Crossing the basement ahead of her, Johnny sprawled on the big, dusty couch. Hurriedly Lana knelt on the floor before him. Her hands shook as she fumbled with the zipper of his jeans. She pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, exposing his legs, releasing his stone-hard prick. "Oh, Johnny," the mother gushed. "What a beautiful cock!"

Proudly it stood out of his prick fur, looming large with blood and cum. Firmly Lana wrapped her hand around the root, holding it in position. Then her mouth swooped down on the turgid tip. Her lips parted wide and she made a lewd gurgling sound as she stuffed the meaty inches of his prick down her buttery throat.

"Unh! Suck it, Mom! Gimme some head!" Lana clamped her lips in a tight, sucking circle around the center of her boy's cock, savoring the musky taste and aroma of hard cock meat. Her cheeks puckered and feverishly she started sucking, stroking her hand up and down his swollen shaft, beating his meat into her mouth.

"I'm sure they've got some extra pillows, Daddy," Bridget said, glancing at her father over her shoulder. "Don't worry. We can make up some excuse. Tell 'em I'm having trouble sleeping or something."

Just as Lana was beginning to suck her son's fat cock, Bridget and her father, Cal, were entering the house. They wanted the pillows so that Bridget would have something to stuff under her belly when her dad dog-fucked her. She wanted to be more comfortable when she was getting her asshole fucked. "Oh, damn it! Lana's not here!"

Bridget stood in the kitchen with her hands on her hips, sniffing the air as she caught the scent of the casserole. Cal walked over and looked at the big dish through the oven window.

"She left it on," he said. "She must have just stepped out for a minute."

"Damn it," Bridget pouted. "I'm so horny! I want you to fuck me right now, Daddy! Oh, where does she keep the pillows?" Then Bridget snapped her fingers. "Oh, I know! The basement! Come on, Daddy! Lana won't mind! We can just go down and get some!"

Cal followed his daughter through the laundry room, standing behind her as she opened the door to the basement. Then they both stopped in shock before they'd gotten half-way down the rickety flight of stairs.

"Oh fuck, Mom," Johnny said suddenly. "We've had it! Look!" Lana continued to slurp madly away at his huge hard-on for a moment longer, desperate to gulp down the ivory spurts of his boiling cum. But Johnny pushed her away, and she reluctantly turned her head. Then she felt herself gripped by the worst fear she'd ever felt in her life. "Oh, God," she mowed. "It's Bridget and Cal."

Bridget and Cal finished walking down the stairs into the basement, staring at them wildly. Lana desperately searched her mind for some feeble excuse, but it was utterly impossible. Her niece and brother-in-law had just caught her with her son's cock packed in her mouth. What excuse could she make for sucking Johnny's prick?

"Okay… okay," she stammered bravely, wiping the pearly drops of jism from her lips. "You've caught us. Now what are you going to do, Cal? Are you going to tell my husband?" Cal just stood there with his mouth open, and Lana gasped as she saw the big hard-on sticking through his pants. Bridget giggled shamelessly, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Shit, we're not gonna tell anybody," she laughed. "Not if you let me suck that big fucking prick too!"

Then she crossed the basement, making Lana gasp as she pushed the big-titted mother roughly away. Lana's mouth opened wide in shock as her niece knelt on the floor where she had been. Johnny didn't protest as his cousin dropped her head, stuffing his cock firmly between her lips. "Bridget!" Lana croaked. "You're sucking him too! Good Lord!" Lana looked up at her son's handsome face, seeing the glaze pass over his eyes as his prick was again engulfed in a wet, hungry mouth. From the looks of it, Bridget had obviously done a lot of cock-sucking in her years. Lana could see the way the girl's cheeks flushed, her lips forming a tight circle around the center of Johnny's cock. Then Bridget shut her eyes and furiously started sucking it, bobbing her head, fucking her face with her cousin's prick.

"J-J-Jesus," Lana gulped. "I can't believe this is… oh my God! Cal!"

Cal had his pants off and his stone-hard cock was throbbing stiffly before him as he approached his brother's wife. "You can't really blame my daughter, Lana," he said softly. "I gave her permission to fuck Johnny and Steve as much as she wants to! See, she's been fucking me for years!" Lana's mind spun with his confession. "You… you mean your daughter has fucked my husband?"

"You bet she has, honey! Just like I'm going to fuck you! Now spread those pretty legs!"

The slurping, smacking sounds of Bridget's blow-job filled the dusty basement. Lana didn't protest as Cal put her on her back on the floor. Hurriedly he pulled open her dress, unsnapping her bra to expose her enormous, creamy-white tits. Then he tugged off her panties, spreading her thighs and looking hungrily at the fleecy-haired slit of her juicing cunt.

"Oh, honey," he moaned. "I been wanting to fuck you ever since my brother and you got married!"

Lana watched him spread and lift her thighs, falling to his knees between her legs. The big, fat cock pulsed and oozed over her naked stomach. Then she watched herself reach down and grasp his big prick, directing the knob to her hairy pussy. "Yes, Cal," she panted. "I want it too! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt!"

Cal eased his spongy cock head into her pussy, sighing as he felt the slippery walls of her cunt suck tightly around his cock. He stretched out on her body, flattening her big tits under his brawny chest. "Fuck me!" Out of the corner of her eye Lana could see Bridget's lips smacking and slurping around her son's hard-on, drinking in his meat. "Yes, fuck me, Cal!" She wrapped her long legs tightly around his waist and furiously started humping, pounding her wet pussy onto his cock. "Fuck my cunt!"

Cal pulled out slowly, then sawed his prick back in again. Then he fell into a furious, driving fuck rhythm, pounding his big prick relentlessly into the juicing wetness of his sister-in-law's cunt. "Fuck me harder! Fuck the slit out of me!" Surprising herself with her own shameless lust, Lana worked her full ass frantically off the basement floor, pounding her pussy onto his big cock. "You can do better than that! Unh! Fuck my ass off! I need to cum!" She turned her head, watching Bridget fuck her face with her son's straining hard-on. Johnny's face was a mask of ecstasy, and Lana could see the jism oozing out of Bridget's mouth. Very soon her boy's cock was going to cum.

"Fuck harder!" she scissored her thighs higher around his back, lifting her ass so that even more of his prick would slam into her pussy passage. "Unh unh, fuck my brains out! Come on, Cal! I need to get fucked!"

Cal groaned as he felt the weight of her big tits jiggling wider his chest, the velvety tightness of her cunt tunnel compressing greasily around his pistoning cock. Spreading his knees slightly between, her thighs, he started to nail his big, throbbing cock into her pussy as hard as he could. Johnny bucked his ass off the couch, fucking Bridget's face. "Gonna come," he panted. "Gonna blow my wad!" Bridget sucked his aching cock as hard as she could, flushing brightly with the obscene energy of the blow-job. Her hand raced up and down his bone-hard cock shaft, beating his meat into her mouth.

"Cumming," Johnny groaned. "Play with my balls! I'm cumming!"

Bridget thrust her free hand between his thighs, cupping his ball bag. The big load of jism squirted out of Johnny's cock. Bridget felt the sappy spunk shooting down her throat. Hungrily she swallowed, nursing out every drop.

But some of it oozed out of her mouth, and as Lana turned her head she could see the milky jism running back down Johnny's throbbing cock. The sight of her son's drooling jism made her pussy start spasming all over Cal's thrusting prick. "Fuck me, Cal!" she yelped. "Fuck me, fuck me, cuuummmiiinnnngggg!" Cal collapsed on her belly, spearing his cock to the balls into her hotly throbbing, gripping pussy. The white load of jism blasted out of his prick head, shooting deep inside the mother's pussy. Lana's cunt was like Bridget's mouth – it couldn't take all of his cum. She gasped and humped tirelessly beneath him as the sappy jizz ran out of her hairy cunt slit, dripping down her legs. Sighing, Lana continued to hump her pussy onto Cal's shooting cock. So Bridget had fucked her husband! Lana sensed that it wouldn't be long before Steve and Tammy – especially Tammy – were in on the family action.