"Sensual Family Nights" - читать интересную книгу автора (Seymour Frank)

CHAPTER FIVE

Janet heard her father's cry and knew that he was aware of her presence, that he did not think he was getting ready to fuck his wife. Even in his drunkenness Dan understood clearly that it was his daughter he had made naked, that he touched now-it has his daughter's cunt waiting there for the onslaught of his cock.

"Oh, Christ!"

He writhed against her, his hands touching her body, his cock throbbing against the lips of her cunt until she imagined that she could feel his pulse beat racing terribly fast through that extension of his flesh.

"christ! Help me!"

The head of his cock was wet now with the pre-seminal fluid-and wet as well with the juices of Janet's anxious cunt, stirred to lubricity by the excitement that overwhelmed her. Oh, God-she knew that this was terribly wrong, that she should stop it now before matters went beyond control, but she wanted him! She wanted to feel her father's cock ramming through her cunt walls, forcing his male presence completely within her body. She was yielding to him, her arms going around him to pull him down.

His ass quivered, his stomach muscles tightening, and the mighty shaft of his cock moved between her tight-clenched legs, the head rubbing across the tender flesh and transmitting its heat to her. He slid forward again, his cock pressing the lips of her cunt until they parted before its massive presence, opening the way for him to make the penetration of her sex passage. He pressed steadily, and Janet felt herself spreading wide before him, felt that terrible great shape moving inside. For a moment she was frightened again-it was so large! He'd tear her apart!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! Help me, papa!"

Dan ignored her cries, paid no attention to the way she was clutching him, her nails digging into him. He kept moving forward against her, kept shoving his cock against her yielding flesh. The glands was completely within the passage, the way made easier by her lubrication, the lips of her cunt gathering eagerly around it. He kept up the pressure, gaining steadily as his ass pushed down against her. An inch inside-and then three-and still the forward movement didn't stop, even though Janet felt as though she were being split apart by his terrible wedge-cock.

"O h h h h h h h hh h h h h hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! Papa! You're hurting me!"

"I'm sorry!" He moaned his regret, but he did not stop his penetration of her most private place. "I'm sorry, honey-I've got to do it! I can't help myself-I have to fuck you!Oh, Jesus! Fuck me, Jesus! Fuck me for what I'm doing to my little girl! Punish me, beat me, burn me! Oh fuck oh damn oh Christ! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Janet gave before her father's attack-but her cunt was still young, could not open itself wide enough to take in all of that huge meat. Dan let up, content for the moment to rest across her, his breath hot against her face. The girl caught back a sob in her throat, her head aching fiercely from the terrible strain of accepting him.

But the pain was easing, the ache receding from her gut. She was conscious of his huge cock-it felt as though it was ready to tear through her ass, come bursting through her back! But it was no longer such a terrible thing. As the pain receded, the feeling became almost comforting. Her cunt worked against him once, and then again, massaging the length of his shaft.

"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Dothat again, honey!"

Dan writhed with pleasure at the sensation she had sent through him, the sheer joy that darted across his balls. His ass worked in reflex, pulling his cock back a fraction of an inch and then burying it again in her eager twat. He worked again, and now he was fucking, moving out almost an inch and then coming back again. And each time that his cock moved, he gained farther entrance, until at last almost all of his cock was buried within her, the head battering at the opening to her womb. His balls were still not tight against her slit, but she had almost all of his eight inches completely wrapped in the softness of her cunt.

"FUCK!" He was sliding three inches, four, in each direction now, moving his hairy belly across her smooth one, his muscular chest crushing her small tits, moving them back and forth beneath his weight. "Oh, Fuck! Honey, can you take me? Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeah! Squeeze me! Again! Shit, oh Christ fuck! That's it, honey-do it like that! Oh, God, you're tearing my balls off! Oh h h hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Papa! I love you, papa! I love you! Please, papa do it to me! Ifeel you inside me-it's wonderful! It's beautiful! Oh, fuck me, papa-fuck m e e e e e e e e e ee e e e e-e agggggoooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"shit! Fuck shit! Take me, Janet!"

"Aggghhhhhhehhhhhh, God!Fuck me, papa fuck me"

"I'm fucking my daughter! I'm fucking you"

"Do It! Do It! Do It!"

The bed was moving now under the force of his fucking, the strain of the past week boiling up inside him, churning his balls, heating his blood until his cock grew ever larger-larger than ever before. This was the shaft that had planted the seed which grew to form this beautiful child beneath him-and now he was plowing her fertility as well, throwing his manhood into flesh that was part of his flesh.

It was beautiful, it was wonderful, it was heaven! He rode across his daughter, the sensation of fucking sending a golden glow throughout his entire body until he could feel the delightful tingling in the tips of his fingers, in his toes, along the backs of his legs and his arms. His head swarmed with the buzzing of joy as his lips moved along the side of her face, licking her, kissing her, tracing the convolutions of her ear. For this timeless instant he was transported beyond joy, beyond the earth-bound shackles of his body, to ride through Heaven itself on the blessed messenger of his daughter's body.

"Fuck me, papa! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Oh, Papa! It's so big! it fills me up! I can't stand it-I can't take it! Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Her father's weight pounded Janet down against the bed, crushing her, bruising her. But she was unaware of the pains shooting through her chest, the battering of his pelvis against her hip bones-she knew only the thrilling presence of his great cock as it entered her cunt, slid into the very heart of her being. He was opening a way that led all through her center, his cockhead pounding up against the organs of her body, pressing them up to one side, until the beat was felt in her lungs, against her heart, until it seemed that his cock meat was forcing a way through to her throat, that it must explode from her mouth, from the top of her head.

He slammed against her, his ass quivering with each mighty blow, moving her across the bed until now they were riding near the top. Janet felt the presence of the pillow, reached up to push it away, found the headboard only inches beyond that. She had to keep her hands there, had to take them away from holding him, pushing at the wall to keep them from slamming painfully against the obstruction.

His cock was all of the way in her now, the last fraction of an inch given up until his bails rested in the bottom of her slit, hung toward her asshole.

They were drawn tight in their sac, but still big enough to be a separately felt presence between her legs, despite the slamming cock that was making itself felt within. Even the soft walls of her cunt were aching now under the pounding blows of his penetration, the flesh empurpling with bruises.

For the moment she had forgotten the sensitive presence of her clitoris, overwhelmed by the force of the other sensations. But now, as she grew used to the slam/shove of his cock, as the pain of his fucking grew to be the normal state of affairs, his pulling out and pushing in began to light that electric switch again. The fire started slowly, so still that she at first did not pay it heed. But as the fucking continued the sensitivity increased, until now droplets of liquid fire were coursing away from that spot, showering through the blood stream to carry the beautiful sensation to every part, every muscle of her body. It seemed that her brain was floating in a pool of liquid fires, her eyes seeing clearly the silver presence of pure sensation.

"Oh, Fuck! Fuck me, papa! Fuck me! Papa! Papa! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Shit, Yeah! Fuck! Fuckin'! I'm fucking you, Janet! I'm fuckiny my baby! Oh, Christ,take me! Take me! Take me!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Fuck"

"Fuck, papa"

"Fuckme"

"Fuck me, papa"

"Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee"

"Papa! Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

It seemed as though they had been fucking forever, as though there had never been a time when his cock was not pounding into her cunt, filling her flesh, slamming her across the bed. His weight-nearly three times hers-was concentrated in the shape of his cock, pressing down on her, in on her, up against her from all angles at one and the same time. Darryl's fucking was nothing at all like this, the boy knew nothing about filling a woman. This was fucking pure and simple-fucking that was beyond anything she had ever imagined possible. God! He was killing her! Wouldn't he ever cum? And then Janet felt the beautiful flower opening in her gut, the spreading sensation that meant she was ready to empty out against him, whether his balls were able to respond or not. She was sending her life against him, flooding him, her juices meeting the massive ram of his cock only to be forced back toward her womb, unable to escape around his terrible engorgement.

"I'm cumming, papa! I'm cumminnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg!"

"Oh, yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck me, baby!"

Dan slammed against his daughter with renewed force, his balls churning now, generating the first droplets of his powerful seed, the spirulettes rising up through the channel to empty into her, spilling life, spilling generation, spilling his joy. The cannon of his cock took the ammunition from the factories in his testicles and slammed it out, showering the bastions of her cunt, the bombardment filling her, the juices meeting to mix together, churned into a creamy froth that worked out across the cunt walls and spilled against his groin. He rode up into her, spilling once, rode across her, spilling twice, rode through her, spilling the third and fourth blasts of his cum.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Papa!"

"Yeah! Oh, honey! I'm drained! I'm dead!"

"Papa… "

"Shhh! Rest, baby. Rest easy. Everything's all right now."

She swallowed, surprised to find her throat sore, her tongue aching at, the roots. His weight was bearing her down against the bed, and she wrapped her arms about his neck and kissed his cheek. Dan returned the gesture, moved his head to let his mouth brush against hers. For a brief moment the kiss was gentle, almost dispassionate-and then his tongue worked between her lips, touched her teeth, tracing the shape of them.

Janet gasped at the sudden, strange move, and her teeth opened. Instantly his tongue was within her, probing the roof of her mouth, moving across her own shape, the two soft organs undulating together. He ran his tongue completely around the inside of her mouth, and then withdrew. She followed him, shyly, not knowing what to do. But the instant her tongue was between his teeth he captured it, sucking it in with all of his pressure.

"Oh, baby! God forgive me, but that was beautiful!"

Janet winced, tried to shift beneath his weight. "You're hurting me, Papa!"

Instantly he was contrite, moved from her body to lay beside her, his arm slipping beneath her shoulder to draw her close. Janet smelled the strong odor of their fucking, knew that she was smelling herself as well as him. It wasn't unpleasant at all.

She looked at him in the dim light from the hallway and saw that his eyes were closed, his breathing coming more regularly as his chest heaved and fell against her tits. She looked down along the length of their bodies, pulling her ass back to see the soft shape of his cock drooping across his lower thigh to touch the sheet. The foreskin was still worked back, although coming back into its normal position, and she reached down to touch him, to feel the heat still in his mighty engine.

Dan groaned under her touch. "That hurts, baby! Please-be careful!"

She let his cock rest against the palm of her hand, the head still slickly wet with the juices of their joined cumming, the hair around the base plastered down with the moisture. Her own body was aching in every tissue-it didn't seem possible that she had accepted that mighty thing in full erection!

"Papa?"

"Mmmmmmmmmrnmm?"

"Was I… good?"

His eyes opened, to take in her innocent stare. He could see her anxiety, knew that it was important to her that he had been pleased.

"Oh, Christ, yes! You were very good, baby!"

"As good as Mama?"

Dan smiled, caught Janet in his arms, crushing her against him for a moment. He kissed her forehead, then released her.

"You're very good, honey. Mama's very good, too-but you're two entirely different people. Mama knows tricks to make me happy that you'll learn someday, in good time. But for what we just did, nobody could be better."

"Have you done it… with a lot of women, Papa?"

He smiled again. "Gentlemen never discuss their conquests with members of the opposite sex, honey. What difference does it make?"

"Oh, I'm just curious," she said. She wanted to know badly, wanted to know exactly how many other cunts had enjoyed the presence of her Papa's cock in their bodies. It seemed terribly important to her-she hoped that there was only Mama!

"Papa? What sort of tricks can Mama do?"

"Mmmm? Oh, lots of things."

"Teach me how to do them!"

"Why?"

"Because I want to make you happy just the way Mama does. I want to do everything I can to make you feel good all over. If I make you feel good, then I'll feel good, too."

Dan laughed, cupped her tit in his fingers, bent to lick the nipple, running his tongue around the area of the aureole. She was erect, the nipple springing back instantly when he pressed it with his finger. He nibbled at her for a minute, then ran his tongue down into the valley of her breasts, circling each cone-shaped tit. And now he opened his mouth wide, drew in all of the flesh of one tit to bite down, chewing for a minute.

Janet gasped again as he pleasured her, his hand moving down to her crotch to rub the wet hairs, move across the slit until he was probing with one finger at her asshole. She flinched from his first touch, but he persisted, working against the sphincter until at last it gave way. Instantly the tip of his finger was within the ring, working in a circling motion, her asshole holding him tight prisoner as he pulled back and plunged forward, fucking her without actually sliding in and out.

"Papa! What are you doing?"

"Just finger-fuicking, honey-didn't any boys ever try that on you?"

"No! It feels… funny."

"Does it hurt?"

"… No. It's okay, I guess. It's just that I never felt anything like that before."

He laughed again, snapping his finger out of her ass, only to move it deep within her cunt for several strokes. When he pulled it away again, he brought it to his nose to sniff, then licked her pussy juice away.

"You taste good, like a little girl should."

"Oh? And how do big men taste?"

"Taste me and find out for yourself."

He rolled onto his back, arms stretched over his head and his legs spread slightly. The soft shape of his cock lay across one thigh, the foreskin almost completely covering the head now, except for a gap that was filled with a tiny viscous pool of pale yellow fluid.

Janet sat up, looking at her father's cock. After a minute she picked it up, weighing it against her hand. His belly tightened, the balls drawing up slightly in their sac. She picked them up in turn, feeling each, marveling at their weight. They were as big as pullet's eggs, moving freely in her fingers.

"Taste me, honey."

She blinked, then bent to touch her tongue to the tip of his cock, remembering the taste of Liz's cunt that afternoon. The liquid gathered in his foreskin was sharp, not unlike the earlier flavor-but there seemed to be so much more of it, especially considering the difference in the two organs.

Dan's daughter worked the foreskin back from the head of his cock, pulling it down until the rim popped clear, the mushroom shaped glands almost purple against the red of his shaft. The hole in the tip seemed terribly large as she touched it, almost big enough to take a pencil eraser. She held the shaft of his cock in her hand, rubbing her thumb across the head, spreading the liquid that oozed slowly from the hole until the glands was completely coated.

Dan was growing excited, his cock stirring in her loose hold, standing straight. Soon her fingers could barely reach around it, the flesh quivering beneath her touch. She ran her hand up and down the shaft several times, her father groaning at the movement.

"Suck me, Janet! Suck me!"

She bent to let the tip of her tongue touch against the hole in his cockhead, tasting him again; then she swirled her tongue around the glands, running it under the rim and down the sides Dan's hands were clenched now against the bed as her tongue enflamed him, sent his cock quivering to a new engorgement.

"Take it in your mouth-the head of it! Take it!"

It was so big-but she opened her mouth to do as he wanted, accepting his glands, her teeth closing under the rim. She held there a moment, his cock jumping against her teeth, and then began to suck against his meat as she had sucked against Liz.

"Oh, God! Jesus God! Yes, Janet-that's'it! Do it to me! Suck me! Suck me, baby!"

Her head began to raise and fall over his cock in a rhythm that was natural, that did not have to be taught. He was so large that he filled her completely before she could take in much of the shaft, the glands battering against her throat until she thought she must gag. Her jaw ached under the strain of holding him in-but she was sucking him, using the strength of her throat to send the sensation that he wanted coursing through his cock.

"Oh, Christ Jesus! Do it to me, baby! Suck me! Suck Daddy! Suck my cock! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jesus! Jesus! Suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Dan humped against the girl's throat, forcing himself to hold back from grabbing her head, from holding her to drive his cock all of the way into her. He was burning with desire-any thoughts of remorse at what he was doing to his daughter lost in his passion.

"Suck me, Janet! Suck me, honey! Suck me off! Suck Daddy! Suck Daddy's cock! Suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"