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

CHAPTER SIX

Dan's cock was too big for Janet to take completely. Just taking it in her mouth was punishment-but she was determined to please him. Her fingers moving to the shaft, the girl got up on her knees to bend low over him, her hair falling against his groin and his thighs. She felt the terrible heat of his engine in her hands, the surface of his flesh, the veins marking the shaft, soft before her fingers. But there was a shaft of steel within the outer one, ram-hard, unyielding to her fingers, unbending.

He gasped as she worked around the head of his cock, her saliva trickling down the side, following the river course of one great vein. She was doing little more than rocking back and forth on it, unable to take any more of the cock itself into her mouth. But even that sensation fired him, filled his guts with an aching desire.

"Jerk me off!" he said, suddenly. "That's it, honey-put your fingers around it! No, don't come off with your mouth-do both at the same time! That's right! That's it!"

Her hands wrapped around his length, the fingers of one unable to circle the cock completely until the other hand moved to join it. Her fingers interlaced, the thumb rubbing together against the underside of the shaft, rising up to batter against the glands and against her lip.

"jesus! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Christ! You're burning me up, baby-do it! Jesus, don't stop! Don't stop! Suck me-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God! God! Suck me! Suck me! Suck me!"

His balls were bouncing at the base of the shaft as she worked her hands up and down against him, inches of his cock showing above and below her clasp. The girl slowed to climb over his leg and position herself better, but she never let go, her mouth keeping its clutch on the cockhead, her head riding up and down against him as the tears formed in the corners of her eyes, the breath gasped in and out of her nostrils.

She sucked her father, tits banging against the tops of his thighs each time she pushed down on him, her ass quivering with each stroke. Her rectum puckered, opening to the air with the rhythm of her sucking as Dan held tight to the sheet, resisting the impulse to grab her head, slain her all of the way down on his meat, violating her throat, her body. He wanted to do it, wanted to feel her lips against the base of his cock, against his balls, pushing down from the top, but he new it would kill her. Yet the urge to violence was so mixed with the urge to lust that it was a struggle not to hurt her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hold my balls, baby-take them in your fingers! Play with them-that's it! That's it! Christ, that feels good! Gooooood! Jesus, do it to me, suck me! Suck me! Suck me! Aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Christ! Christ! Christ! Yaggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Janet wanted to answer him, to scream out her own feelings-but it was impossible to make any sound except for the slurping as she rode over the head of his cock, pushing down against it as far as she could. The small shape of her vulva was battered now at the entrance to her throat, the throat aching terribly against the strain, but she did not stop-she did not want to stop. She heard her father, knew that the was giving him sexual pleasure, knew that she was intended to give him the greatest pleasure within her, no matter how painful it might be.

Her fingers worked harder, the two hands working at his shaft-her teeth caught at him, nipped at him, riding roughly over his flesh, the rim of his glands, battering them from inside and limiting the stroke she could make in sucking. She wanted to bite deeper, stronger-wanted to tear the head of his cock away, swallow it into her stomach, take his meat whole and make it a part of herself.

"Oh my God! Janet! You're killing me! Suck me, baby-you're killing me! Oh h h uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Don't-Jesus, don't! Aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She relented, eased the pressure of her teeth reluctantly, and her father sighed in relief. But the idea of eating him still appealed. She wished that his cock was small enough to take all of the way into her mouth so that she could chew on the hairy base, feel the pubic hairs crunching crisply between her teeth, suck on his balls at the same time.

"Oh, baby! baby!"

Suddenly, she popped free of his cock, her chest heaving, her tits riding up and down as she caught several deep breaths. She wiped her eyes, feeling the ache in every bone and nerve of her system.

"Oh, baby! Don't stop-I'm almost there! Suck me, honey! Suck me off! I want to cum in your mouth! Suck me!"

"oh, papa!" Her voice was hoarse, rasped in her throat. "Papa! It hurts so! I can't take any more!"

But even as she said it she was bending lower, pressing her face against the shaft, feeling his warm strength burning its brand from chin to temple. His balls were at her chin, the hair tickling, and she moved down on them, took them one at a time into her mouth to suck against them, biting gently. She worked the ball with her fingers while her other hand moved up and down the length of his cock in dancing strokes that raised him to a new level of awareness, of sensitivity, of sexual torment.

"yeah! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrhhhhhhhh, Yeah! That's it, honey-suck me! Make me feel good! Christ, it feels so good! It's wonderful! Suck Me, Janet! Suck Papa! Suck papa's cock! Do me good! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The touch of her fingers against his expanding shaft was pure fire-it was only thirty seconds until he felt the signal within his balls, the warning that he was close to climax. He humped against her, rose against her, pushing up, as his seed gathered for the onslaught to freedom.

"Suck me! I'm cumming, honey-I'm cumminnnnnngggggg! Suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The first droplets rose, moved through the channel beneath the shaft of his cock, came to his glands and hesitated for the briefest of instants-then shot forth into her mouth, spattering against the entrance to her throat. Several droplets hit the dangling uvula, dripped down, while a few others passed the gatekeeper to run into her throat. The rest of his load was following, too fast for her to take. His cum filled her mouth, gagging her in reflex, spilling out around her teeth and her lips to drip down the side of his cock.

"I'm cumming, baby I'm cummmmmmiiinnnnggggggg!"

Still she held to his cock, rose high over him, her tits drawing up as her body formed a circle from her ass across her back to her head. Her fingers were holding him lightly, barely touching the shaft of his cock as she felt the spasms, felt each blast of sperm first against fingertips and then against her mouth.

"God! Jesus, God! Fuck me, suck me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Suck meee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

He filled her, he fucked against her, rising up, his gut tightened as all of his bodily organs worked in sympathy with the eruption of his balls. It seemed forever that they held in tableau, girl above her father's cock, Dan pushing upward from the bed, his eyes wide open and staring without seeing anything but the red haze of his ejaculation.

His voice trailed off. He held there for another few seconds, but the, strength was leaving him, draining him. The fuel that had powered his heart was gone into his daughter, most of it swallowed down but a great deal coating the shaft of his cock. He gasped for breath, breathed deeply once, twice, a third tithe, his Stomach muscles still tightened. He began to relax, his head falling back to the bed, his fingers unclenching, his chest rising and falling in a more regular rhythm as his heart beat slowed quickly from its maddened pace. As his blood moved through his system it carried the memory of the ache to every part of his body-but the memory was receding, easing.

"Oh, God! Christ, baby-oh dear God!"

She realized that he was finished, came up from his cock, her teeth aching, her jaw aching, as it came free. She worked her jaw several times to ease the ache, settling back on her heels, her hands dropping against her own thighs, her father's legs cocked around her.

Dan's cock was softening rapidly, dropping forward against his balls-against Janet's cunt. She looked down as the head first touched her saw the trail of slick as it dropped through the slit. She reached down to touch him, and heard him take in a sharp breath, wincing.

"Christ, that hurts! Jesus, it feels like you've been beating me with a sledgehammer, honey!"

"Did I do it right, Papa?"

She was anxious and as he looked up into her eyes he let a smile spread across his face. He reached to take her hands in his, squeezing them.

"Honey, you were beautiful! That was one of the wildest blowjobs I ever had!" For an instant Janet was again tempted to ask if she were as good as her mother. But she thought better of it, returning the pressure of his fingers. She rose up on her knees, arching her back, aware of the aching, pain that had built up during the unnatural position she had been holding over him.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, baby!" He spread his arms. "Come here, lay beside me."

She clambered over his legs, moved to her full length beside him, Dan's arm holding her in close embrace. His chest was rising and falling in deep breath, and she reached out to him with her upper hand to trace a path through the matted hair, swirling one fingertip around his nipples. She pinched each nipple in turn, and let her hand trail down to his belly and then his groin.

She was aware of his cock just below her reach, but there was no urge to capture it again. It was enough to let her hand open flat against her, father's pelvis, moving it through his sweaty coating, his pelt. She worked her jaw again, cracking it a time or two, and sighed as she snuggled closer to him.

"That's what boys mean when they talk about a blowjob, Daddy?"

"That's right, honey. What did you think of it?"

She cracked her jaw again. "Are all men as big as you? If they are, then there must be an awful lot of women with sore jaws!"

He laughed. "No, I'm afraid I'm a bit bigger than most in the cock department, honey. Not that I set any records myself-I've seen a lot bigger ones in my time, when I was in the Navy. Black men seem to have big cocks a lot, although I understand that they don't grow much more from soft to hard. But seeing a black boy's meat dangling almost to his knee is enough to make anyone jealous!"

"Will Jimmy and Lea grow as big as you?"

"That's impossible to say-my cock is a lot bigger than Uncle Russ's, and a lot longer than our father's was. His was thick like mine, but a lot shorter."

"I think maybe you're too big, Papa-not that I don't love you!" she added, hurriedly. "But it does make it awful hard to take in-you made me ache all over when you shoved it in me, and now my jaw still aches from trying to suck on you." Proving the point, she cracked it again.

"I'm sorry I hurt you, babe-I'll make it up to you however I can. What would you like me to do, to prove my promise?"

"Bring Mama home?"

She said it softly, barely more than a whisper-but her father's arm stiffened for a moment and she heard the change in his heartbeat. He was silent for a long time, and he hugged her tightly.

"Honey, believe me when I say that there's nothing I want more."

They were both still for a time, until Dan thought that the girl had drifted into sleep in his arms. But when he looked down at her, he saw that her eyes were both open, a dreamy expression settled on her face. He reached to touch the tip of her nose with his finger, lifting its pug shape.

"Hey, sleepyhead! Aren't you going to take me up on my offer? I asked what you wanted me to do to you."

She looked up at him, blinking-then threw her arms around him, hugging him tight. Dan rolled back from her attack and Janet came up over him, resting on top of him. Her face pressed against his chest, his hair digging a pattern into her cheeks.

"Is this it?" he asked. "You want to use me for a mattress?"

She giggled, looked up again. "Do you promise to do whatever I want, no matter what?"

"If it's within my power-and within reason. I'm not going to cut off my cock or my balls, if that's what you want!"

"That's silly! Suck me, Daddy. Like I sucked you."

Dan stared at his daughter for a moment, then lifted her with his hands, moving her up until she was sitting on his chest. He reached with his finger to touch her slit, working it far enough inside to rub against her clit. Janet shivered, her tits quivering as she rubbed her hand against her fist.

"Oh, that feels funny, Daddy!"

"You like it?"

"Oh, yes! It's a good kind of funny feeling!"

He wanted to ask if she had ever been sucked there before, but something told him not to press too far into the affairs of his children. What he learned might disappoint him, even make him angry. Better to let sleeping dogs lie and take advantage of a horny pussy while she was still excited enough to want sex.

He caught her ass in both hands, squeezing the cheeks as she rose up, his fingers meeting at the cleft and separating the two globes. He pulled her toward his mouth, Janet scrambling forward until her knees were beside his head, her legs resting up over his arms. She was still above him, her cunt several inches from his mouth; he looked up at her, straight into the passage as it gaped open with her spreading thighs. The passage was wet already, moistened by her desire and by the remains of their fucking.

Dan's lips pursed, and he licked them, surprised to find them dry. He hesitated another moment-he had sucked his wife's cunt many times, but it seemed strange to be looking straight into his daughter, to be contemplating sucking on her young vagina. But it was no stranger than to be fucking the child, and he had certainly done that willingly enough. It was only fair that he return pleasure measure for measure, that he please her in every way that he could.

He let his hands lower, let her ass drop until her cunt came to his lips. For a minute she rested there as he pulled his arms from under her legs, reaching up again to cup her ass cheeks. His tongue moved out, moved across the lips of her pudenda, tracing the shape of her entrance. The girl's belly tightened, her twat opening farther before him.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Papa! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

His tongue darted inside for a brief instant, tasting the shape of her inner passage. Then he let it come back again, more slowly, swirling it completely around until he reached the tiny cocklet that was her clit. He sucked that into his teeth, biting down gently as he felt her asshole opening and closing with the pleasure. His hand moved one finger into position, and when the rectum puckered the tip was quickly through the ring, captured to the first joint.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Papa! God, that feels so good! Do it to me, Papa! Suck me! Suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

He did as she asked, pulling her down with the pressure of his hands, letting His mouth open wide against her cunt now as he sucked, his tongue moving around the passage, probing deep, fucking in and out. The girl's small tits bobbed with her passion, her ass bouncing up and down against him, but his hold on her ass never loosened. He was sucking for all he was worth, taking his daughter's juices into his mouth, tasting the remnants of his fucking, soothing the damage his cock had done to her soft tissues.

"oh, god! oh, papa! oh, please! Suck me! Suck me! Suck meeeeeeeee!"

She couldn't hold still, bouncing, bouncing, until her ass banged him hard coming down, until he had to struggle to keep his tongue in her cunt, until at last he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down until there was no way for her to escape. Janet felt her father as he sucked with all of his strength, and like his fucking over Darryl's fucking, he was lighting her in a way that her sister had not. It was glorious, it was wonderful-a feeling greater than being fucked by him, for he was not hurting her now. There was only pleasure from this, from his sucking, from his turning her pussy inside out.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Papa!"

"Arggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! "

"Suck me, Papa! I feel your tongue! Suck me in! Make me feel good! Do it! Do it to me! Suck Suck Suck Suck Suck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Janet held his head between her thighs, his prisoner even as he was her. prisoner. She tried to push down harder against him, tried to feel his sucking lips all of the way inside her pussy, tried to drag him completely within her passage. She wanted to feel him in there-his head, his whole body. She wanted to drag him into her womb, wanted him to fill the very center of her being, wanted her father to be always and forever a part of her, pleasuring her, thrilling her sex.

"Oh, Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh, Dear God! I Can't Help It, Papa! I'm cumming! I'm cumminnnnnnggggggggogooocggg!"

A tight knot was gathering in her womb, pushing out against the surrounding muscle, a bomb building toward a terrible, wonderful explosion. The silver flower was in her gut, and the petals were opening, blossoming, spreading their incense out across her father's face, filling his mouth with her perfume. The floodgates opened and her cum spewed forth and poured out over him, filling his mouth as he tried to drink her in.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumminnnnnnnnngggoooogooogggooogggg!"

Her pelvis battered his face, his lips, as the juices poured out, his hard, hot cock slamming back and forth as his hips rose and fell in sympathy with her explosion, the cock bouncing from his belly. He drank her, took what she had to give him, sucking mightily, strongly, even when there was no more, nothing of his daughter's juices left for him to swallow.

And then at last his head fell back, his hands dropped from her ass, his eyes able to look up at her face-to see that her head was turned toward the door. He followed the direction of her gaze. And saw Liz standing in the doorway!