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CHAPTER THREE

Barbara Rayburn was teasing her son inmercifully – and enjoying it enormously. The woman was well aware of the way he was staring at her tits, and that the crotch of his jeans was packed with a huge hard-on.

Jimmy was trapped at the breakfast table, ashamed of his hard-on, not daring to stand up. He squirmed uncomfortably and beads of sweat dotted his brow. He was pretending to linger over breakfast, pouring more coffee and nibbling at a piece of toast – and wishing that his mother would stop leaning over the table that way. Her heavy tits were shamelessly exposed in her bodice, showing her deep, smooth cleavage damned near down to the fat nipples.

She was tormenting him!

But, of course – he supposed – she hadn't the faintest idea what she was accidentally doing. Surely his mom wouldn't play the cock-teaser with her own son.

Presently she stood up, moving towards the stove. Jimmy tensed, all set to make his escape as soon as her attention was elsewhere. Then she bent down, seemingly to pick up a stray crumb from the floor.

Her shortie nightgown drew up on her flanks and Jimmy gulped as he realized that she had just given him a flash of her hairy cunt, nestled under the firm globes of her ass.

The youth groaned helplessly. His balls were swollen it felt as if he were sitting on a basketball. His hard-on seemed to run right through his body, rooted in his asshole, transfixing his [missing text].

Her ass hiked up and her thighs parted as she stooped over, and Barbara grinned, imagining the effect she was having on the boy.

But then she took pity on him.

Knowing that he must be desperate to rush to his bedroom and empty his balls, she moved over to the sink and pretended to be occupied with doing the dishes.

She heard his chair scrape back as Jimmy got up from the table. She couldn't resist the impulse to glance at him from the corners of her eyes.

He was moving towards the door, walking awkwardly, almost thrown off balance by the burden of his hard-on and stepping like a bowlegged cowboy around his balls.

Barbara smiled, amused and delighted by the results of her flagrant exhibitionism. But then her lashes fluttered and she sighed.

In making her son so horny, the woman had also caused her own cunt to simmer and steam. She loved the thought that her lean, good looking son was going to beat his meat while he thought about her body.

But she was wishing that she could see him do it, too.

She didn't want to embarrass the boy, certainly. But could she manage to sneak a look into his room without having him become aware of her observations? The very idea of it was making her pant. Her nipples felt as if they were going to burn right through her sheer nightie, and her pussy was spilling cream down her inner thighs abundantly.

Barbara, to her credit, felt a bit ashamed of herself – but the chance of seeing her son jacking off was too good to pass up.

If he did catch her peeking, she could simply make light of it, assuring the youth that jacking off was only a normal and healthy pursuit for a teenaged boy. And if he didn't notice her attention, she might just have the pleasure of watching him cream off!

Enthusiastic about her plans, Barbara left the kitchen and went quietly up the stairs.

She wasn't going, to get the particular thrill she hoped for.

But she was about to get a whole lot more…

The door to her son's room was standing open as Barbara tiptoed down the hallway. That was strange, she thought – and not very promising, either.

If Jimmy was beating his meat in there, surely he would have closed the door. Still, maybe the boy was so desperate to get his rocks off that he hadn't even thought of privacy. Maybe so much blood had rushed into the building on his erection that he was light-headed and not thinking straight. She moved on hopefully and looked into his room.

To her disappointment, the room was empty.

Barbara stood in the doorway, considering. Had her son gone to take a cold shower instead of jacking off? She couldn't hear the shower running, though. She was puzzled.

But then she had a brilliant idea. She felt pretty sure that Jimmy, would have to relieve himself soon, no matter what had distracted him at the moment.

And what if she were to hide in his closet and wait for him to show up? It seemed an excellent plan. Excited anew, she crossed the bedroom and stepped into the closet.

It was the communal closet that connected Jimmy's room to his sister's, of course, and Barbara's plan to peek was about to bear fascinating fruit…

She drew the door partly closed behind her then noticed that the opposite door was standing ajar. She didn't want her daughter to happen to glance in and catch her spying on her son, so she moved through the closet, intending to pull the other door closed.

What she saw as she looked into Ginny's room caused the woman to gasp in surprise.

Her husband was standing by the dresser, his bathrobe open and his enormous prick exposed, standing like a stone pillar before his belly.

Barbara was shocked – and then she was delighted.

After all, she had gotten hot by flashing her body at their son, so how could she castigate her husband for having fantasies about their daughter?

Mike drew a pair of panties from the dresser. Barbara surmised that he intended to jerk himself off in their little girl's bikinis and saw, too, from the way his cock was glistening, that he had already shot at least one load of jism out recently.

She slowly and quietly sank down to her knees, eager to play the voyeur.

Watching her husband beat his meat wasn't nearly as exciting as it would have been to see her son jacking off, of course, but it was a kick. And the thrill was made more intense by the fact that he was going to spill his cum-load into their young daughter's sexy lingerie.

Settling down to a pleasant peeping, Barbara cupped a fat tit in one hand and her cunt in the other and waited to watch all the juicy details.

Then Ginny stepped out from the, other closet.

Holy fuck! Barbara thought.

Ginny's caught Mike in the act! What on earth is she going to think? What will she say? How will he explain it?

She expected the girl to be dismayed, shocked, and scandalized – to cry in outrage, maybe even to faint.

But then she realized that Ginny was smiling and that the sexy girl was stark naked, her nipples staiiding out and her cunt foaming heavily, lathering the insides of her thighs.

Barbara blinked – then she grinned.

She wasn't at all sure what was going to happen in that bedroom – but whatever it was, she was sure as hell going to watch it in fascination.

Mike, his back to Ginny, hadn't yet realized that his daughter was approaching him.

Holding his cock in one hand, he brought the panties up to his face, sniffing and then licking. He sighed as he inhaled her lingering fragrance.

"Do you like the taste of my pussy, Daddy?" the girl said, her voice all husky with emotion.

Mike jumped as if electrocuted. Blushing furiously, he spun around to confront her. His cock came around like the turret gun of a battleship, aiming at Ginny. Then he realized what he had done and abruptly turned his back to her again.

"Errrr – I-I was just – ahhhhh…" He was searching for some possible explanation. But he could think of no reasonable excuse.

Then he realized, too, that the girl must have all ready been watching when he jacked off the first time!

She was naked. And she was smiling. She had remained silent while he fucked her panties once already – and it dawned on the horny man that his little girl was anything but annoyed or shocked.

Bold as brass, she marched around and faced him, looking down at his hard-on and giggling. Mike's face had a haunted look of disbelief but his prick was looming up lewdly. Whatever reservations the man might have had, his prick was shameless.

"Ummmm, Daddy? Does my pussy excite you?" she purred, pushing her belly out and tilting her groin up so that he could see her open cunt slot bubbling.

She stared at her father's cock and balls, and he found himself staring at her cunt. They stood that way for a long moment. Then they looked into each other's eyes.

"If you wanna lick my cunt, it's okay," she whispered, moving her hips sensuously and invitingly. "I want you to tongue-fuck me, Daddy."

He groaned and grimaced.

"You licked my panties out – do my pussy now – please give my pussy a plating, Daddy," Ginny moaned.

Mike still hesitated, torn by doubts. His daughter obviously had no doubts at all – nor did Barbara as she watched from the closet. If oral incest was wicked, that only served to make it more exciting to secretly watch it, the wanton woman was thinking.

How could Mike resist such an offer? Barbara thought. Her daughter's cunt looked so juicy and scrumptious that Barbara would have loved to suck it, herself!

"Honey, I – we shouldn't…" Mike was mumbling.

But Ginny could see that his resolve was weakening. His nostrils flared, and she knew that he was breathing in the tantalizing aroma of her overheated cunt.

She know the things that excited a man, too. Reaching into the dresser drawer, Ginny groped around and found the cum-drenched panties.

She pulled them out and held them up, like evidence exhibited at a trial, making Mike blush anew.

"So much spunk," Ginny sighed.

She brought the panties to her face and her tongue flicked out, slurping at the thick cum.

"Ummmm – yummy!" she purred.

Her daddy – not to mention her mother – stared at her in a dumbfounded way.

Her pink lapper slid through his creamy cum, lapping it up. She curled her tongue from her lips, letting him see the cummy film coating her taste buds. Then her throat pulsed as she swallowed some.

"Your jizz is so delicious, Daddy – I just love it! I wanna swallow a lot of it," she rasped, taunting him, dipping her tongue into the gooey pool.

Her lips formed an oval, teasing him with the prospect of plunging his prick into that moist facial fuck-hole. Her tongue slid across, dripping cum and spit down her chin.

"Eat me out – then I'll suck you," she whimpered.

What man could have resisted?

And what randy mother could have failed to watch?

Barbara didn't know which she envied more her daughter's cunt, about to get licked, or her husband's tongue, about to sink into that creamy cunt.

Mike gave a whimper, then a sigh, almost of resignation – and certainly of readiness.

He had convinced himself, abruptly, that oral sex wasn't really incest, like fucking would be.

"Yeah, honey – I'll suck your cunt," he said nervously.

And Ginny trembled in expectation. The girl moved to the bed and sat on the edge, where they could have the added pleasure of seeing themselves reflected in the big mirror. Her slim, shapely thighs were parted, her legs trailing to the floor.

She tilted her pussy up as if she were serving it to him on a tray. Her cunt slot was flooded and her pink clit was standing like a rock in a creamy tide.

Her father moved towards her, his stiff prick thrusting out, his head and shoulders thrown slightly back as if to counter-balance the weight of his big prick.

He went down on his knees. With his cock towering so tall, he seemed to be sliding down a pole, like a firefighter called to a raging inferno. His cockhead loomed so high now that it was damned near brushing him under the chin.

He didn't touch her for a moment. He knelt there, drinking her in with his eyes, like a glutton presented with a banquet and salivating over the feast ahead of him. He gazed at her cute tits, then into her groin, licking his lips hungrily as she jerked her pussy up.

Her cunt looked like a delicate pink shellfish served in a French cream sauce.

Leaning forward, he flicked the tip of his tongue against a swollen tit tip. He licked the other nubbin and ran his lapper up through her cleavage. Turning his face from side to side, he nursed on her stiff nipples in turn, whetting his appetite for the main course below, steaming in her crotch, wafting up succulent aromas to his nostrils like a caldron of boiling stew ready to be served.

Ginny arched her back, grinding her tits around in his face, cradling his head to her adoringly. Her tit tips were expanding in his lips. It felt lovely. But Ginny was much, much too hot and horny to need any foreplay, and she knew his mouth would feel even better on her cunt.

"Daddy – Daddy – go down on me!" she whined.

Mike groaned and began to slide down, licking her tummy and probing into her belly button, lingering over the preliminaries as he approached the fragrant feast.

His tongue ran through her blonde cunt down. Teasing her – and himself – he by-passed her pussy and began to lick up the flesh of her inner thighs, tasting the cunt juice that had already trickled down from her foaming fount.

Ginny hiked her ass up, shoving her cunt out. "Do me, Daddy – I'm so fucking hot!" she begged, jerking her groin convulsively in his face.

He shot his tongue out and tapped the tip against her frenzied clit. Ginny gasped at the contact. He drew back for a moment, savoring that first taste of his little girl's pussy, then ducked in for another slurp.

"Yeah – yeah! Lick me good!"

Mike began to flutter his lapper all over her pussy, licking her open cuntlips and her swollen clit and stabbing up into her fuck-hole as far as his tongue would reach. He was turning his head and forcing his lapper in to lave at the moist inner pussy folds. Then he tongued her cunt slot, using his lapper to spoon the cream out.

He held her by the hips, turning her pelvis in his hands and grinding her groin in his face. Ginny undulated and squirmed with the joy of that fatherly attention. When he fucked his tongue in, her cunt hole sucked on it just like a bearded mouth being French kissed.

He pushed his nose into her cunt gash, breaking in, then panting up her fuck-tunnel. His lapper whisked and flailed and ladled into her pussy again. He was using only his tongue, at first. Then he clamped his open mouth to her cunt mound and began to suck on the unfurled slot as he tongue-fucked her cunthole.

"Oooooh! Suck me, Daddy – suck my cunt off!" she squealed, pumping against his eager face.

His tongue felt fat and bloated, filling her pussy. His lips were glued to her pussy as if pasted to her by cunt juice and saliva.

Cunt cream streamed over his taste buds and bubbled past his lips, into his mouth. He sucked and swallowed, adoring his daughter's dewy delicacy, drinking her incest oil down with enthusiasm.

His lips fastened an her clit, sucking steadily, feeling the swollen bud spark and ripple. Mike was eager to bring her to a creamy cumming in his mouth, because he was longing to give her the pleasure of creaming and keen to gulp down her sweet pussy nectar – and also, of course, because she had promised him a blow-job, in exchange.

Opening his mouth wider, he clamped it over her whole dribbling cunt, nursing the rim as he lashed his lapper into the sodden fuck-chute.

Ginny clamped her thighs around his head for a moment, holding him locked in a velvet vise. But then she threw her legs wide apart again. There was no need to hold him where he wanted to be. His mouth was stuck to her cunt like a rubber plunger to a clogged drain. He inhaled her fragrance and ingested her cunt juice.

The sweet flow was getting hotter and thicker and creamier as the youngster's cunt juice turned to sweet girl-cum.

Her feet rose up, pedaling in the air behind him as if she were riding a bicycle up a bill. Her heels drummed on his back and shoulders. She arched and twisted, her nubile body churning against his face.

His hands shifted down from her hips and cupped her under the trim cheeks of her little ass, lifting her loins higher, as if her fuck-hole were a goblet he was draining to the dregs. Her flow kept getting richer and steamier with every suck. His face was buried in a seething swamp.

Cunt-cum oozed out from the coupling of mouth and pussy and trickled down her crotch, seeping into the crack of her up thrust ass.

Mike dipped down and stuck his tongue in that musky canyon, lapping the overflow back up. He began to tug his tongue up with long, slurping strokes that started in the crack of her ass and dragged up through her smoldering cunt slot and wound up in her cunt bush.

He drew back for a moment, gazing at the scrumptious pussy he was so hungrily devouring. His tongue was dripping like an overfilling spoon. Then he dove in again, his lips plaster ing to her pussy like a suction cup.

"Cum, baby – cream, honey!" he moaned, the words muffled on her pussy.

"Ahhhh, Daddy! I'm melting!" she wailed. Her cunt juiced lavishly. The stuff was foaming from her fuck-hole now, lathering her crotch, soaking the bed underneath her ass. The girl's groin looked as if someone had sprayed it with whipped cream.

Mike wallowed in her crotch, sucking rapturously on his little girl's pussy. His mouth filled with cunt cream and he gulped it down.

She was so juicy now that his tongue was floating up her cunt tunnel like a pliable pink raft. He stabbed in against the seething tide and cunt-cum broke over his lapper in frothy, creamy waves.

Her clit detonated in his lips and the core of her cunt dissolved again. Her slim body bridged as if shot through by a high-voltage charge. She cried out in ecstasy as her pussy kept melting in his mouth.

With his lips on her cunt slot and his tongue stuck up her cunt hole, her father's face turned, his tongue fucking deeper, pivoting in her pussy.

"Ohhhhh – oooooh! Drink me, Daddy! Eat me out – milk my cum-juice!" Ginny was wailing, twisting and jolting and writhing in pure rapture.

"Umnunm-ummmm! Keep creamin', kid!" he gasped, gulping more cum from her cunt. "Don't stop, baby – feed Daddy every fucking drop!"

She peaked, cried out, peaked again. The waves were speeding savagely through her belly and up her thighs as she hovered at the crest of a sustained cumming.

Mike was soaked with her cunt cream from forehead to chin as he frolicked in her foaming fuck-hole, tonguing and sucking and swallowing from her brimming goblet. He couldn't seem to get enough – but she was feeding him plenty.

Kicking and jerking, the young girl rippled through the spasms of her cumming. The waves subsided slowly.

She finally stopped writhing and lay back with a happy smile.

Her father sucked the last of her cunt-cum from her pussy, then began to use his tongue to slurp up the stray drops that had escaped his lips and run down her groin. He tongued pussy cream from the creases where her thighs joined her crotch and lapped more out of the crack of her ass.

Still smiling, Ginny licked her lips. Her pussy was well taken care of. But now the naughty girl was hot for a mouthful of her daddy's cum.