Chapter 8

Claire slid her hand in between their tightly clasped bodies and took Charles’s rampant prick in her grasp, rubbing his smoking hot cock knob against her belly. She pumped down and cupped his balls, squeezing gently, as if she were judging the abundance of the creamy load of hot fuckjuice that. filled them...

Charles slid a hand between her lush thighs, his fingers dipping into her soaking crotch and stroking her tenderly. Her streaming pussy sucked on his fingers, dragging them into her slot. She was obviously more than ready to get stuffed full of cock, and Charles’s cock was to provide that stuffing-and teenagers were more than keen to observe the scene.

Charles started to roll his voluptuous wife over onto her back, thinking to mount her in the missionary position. Although they screwed in all sorts of ways, that was the one they used most frequently, especially for the first fuck of the day.

Claire was about to comply, out of habit, turning over and spreading her sleek thighs. But then she resisted. It had suddenly occurred to her that fucking that way would not give the kids the best possible viewpoint. They would not see much more than their daddy’s ass humping up and down and maybe a few glimpses of his swinging balls.

For a moment, they were like two wrestlers struggling as Claire bridged, avoiding a pin. Then, she turned one hip up and twisted her body, forcing Charles to turn back onto his flank and then over onto his back. He went willingly. Claire wanted to sit on his prick, it was certainly okay with him. He had not the faintest idea that the horny exhibitionist had an ulterior motive-that she was choreographing this lascivious scene for the benefit of an audience.

Claire threw one knee across and settled over his loins. Her heavy tits swung delightfully, and Charles reached up and grasped them in both hands, kneading the fat mounds and pulling on her stiff tit-tips. Her ass switched from side to side, as if she was some female animal in heat, switching her tail.

Claire’s face was transfigured by passion. Her eyes glowed like smouldering cobalt, and her sensual lips were moist and parted, still streaked with the residue of the cum that she had so greedily sucked out of Charles’s massive prick.

She reached down and took his cockshaft in her hand, guiding his knob to her fuckslot. Her thighs rippled with sinew as she slowly lowered her loins over hum. His cockhead brushed against her pussy lips and she held steady for a moment. Tilting her wrist, she rubbed the frothy tip of his prick up and down thru her unfurled cuntlips and against her pulsing clit.

Cuntjuice poured down his stalk in thick streams and scum bubbled from his pisshole and dribbled into her slot. His cockhead was throbbing wildly in the entrance to her fuckhole, and her pussy folds were sucking hungrily on his fat prick.

From their vantage point in the hallway, Bonny and Jimmy had a perfect view. They could see their daddy’s swollen, hairy cumbags jammed between his thighs, the underside of his thick cockshaft with the fat, dark vein pulsing up it, the wedge-shaped slab of his throbbing purple cockhead nudging into their mother’s open pussy-slit. Her pink pussylips were sucking on the tip of his prick, and her taut fuck button was swelling and rubbing against his slimy cock crown. Ribbons of cuntjuice trickled down his fuckrod and globs of spunk oozed into her.

Both brother and sister were trembling uncontrollably. Neither had ever watched a fuck in progress before, except for the vague glimpses that Bonny had gotten thru the keyhole, and now they were desperately eager to see their dad’s huge prick slide into Claire’s creamy fuck bowl.

Jimmy was still mounted on his sister’s haunches like a coupling dog, his hard-on pressed to her ass and his hands hooked around to fondle the plump mounds of her tits. Her thighs tensed and relaxed in turn, as she rubbed her ass against him. The slime that he had shot out a moment before glistened like a line of dewdrops up her backbone and the insides of her trim thighs were slippery with the overflow of her cunt.

Claire, fully aware of the show that she was putting on, continued to brush Charles’s cockhead around in her slot for a while. He groaned and humped up, trying to bury his prick, but she teased him by hiking up so that only his prick tip went in.

“Fuck me, dammit!” he growled.

Claire went down slowly, taking his long, thick cock into her pussy inch by inch. As she lowered her loins, the cheeks of her ass spread open, exposing the tight brown bud of her shit hole. Charles bridged under her, letting her stuff herself at her own pace.

His cockhead vanished into her pussy and his stalk began to disappear into her clinging cunt folds. With half of his huge prick buried, Claire paused in her descent and twisted her hips from side to side, rolling her cunthole around on his fuckrod like a juicy nut on a meaty bolt. Thea she went down the rest of the way, taking Charles’s cock ball-deep into her smouldering clit-hole.

“Ahhhhh.” she sighed, adoring the sensation of having her fuckhole filled to the core with cockmeat.

She held steady, letting Charles thrill to the feeling of having every inch of his massive prick buried in that sucking, soaking cunt tunnel. Her pussy lips were plastered around the root of his cockshaft like a suction cup. Her curt slit was spread wide by the thickness of his cock and her cunt cream oozed out around the hairy rim, like some canal glue bonding them together.

Charles’s hands moved from her tits and slid down her flanks, cupping the cheeks of her ass. He tugged upwards. Claire’s thighs tightened and she rose up. His cock appeared again, all slathered with the cream of her fuckhole, slippery and gleaming.

Bonny whimpered as she watched. The naughty girl wished that she dared to rush into that room and clamp her mouth over both of them at once, letting her daddy’s cock slide thru her lips as it went into her mother’s cunt and sucking her mother’s cunt-at the same time. Jimmy was thinking it was a shame that, with her pussy filled, his mother’s mouth was empty. His cock throbbed against his sister’s ass as he wondered what that mouth would feel like on his prick. Now that he knew that his mother lusted for him while she fucked herself with her rubber prick, incestuous desires raged in the teen.

Claire had risen up so that only the knob of her husband’s cock was in her pussy. She paused there for a moment, then slowly slid back down, taking it all into her again. Her pussy squished as it dragged on his fuckrod and some cream bubbled out.

Charles’s prick was so taut that it was humming. It felt as if she had a vibrator up her fuckhole. When she took it all into her, his cockhead flared in the very depths of her cunt, and his long, thick cockshaft was like a lever in her fuck tunnel.

Grunting, he began to hump up from the bed, driving his prick up to meet her as she descended. He lifted her by the ass, then slammed her back down as his prick plunged up and in.

Claire was fucking him slowly and steadily, her movements sinuous and feline. She arched her back deeply and tossed her head from side to side, blonde hair cascading over her cheeks. The tip of her tongue showed in her lips and her nostrils flared.

She slid her hips out from side to side, then took him in a different angles. Her ass shoved back and she fed herself a stroke that ran every inch of his cockshaft over her clit and caused her to shudder. Then she twisted as she went down again, winding her fuckhole onto his prick. Her tight cunt muscles were sucking on him voraciously, pulling and dragging, clinging so tightly that as she rode up, her cuntlips were distended. It looked as if her pussy was being pulled inside out.