5 comments/ 100818 views/ 2 favorites All About Donna By: Tall_cool_one Donna led a sheltered life. Her mother doted over her and bought her everything she wanted. She had pretty clothes, her very own television in her room and a telephone with a separate number so her parents weren’t bothered with her calls. They also couldn’t listen in on her either, or so she thought. Donna had grown up protected by her parents and longed to fly away and spread her wings. When she was sixteen, they had told her she was just too young to start “Chasing around ‘til all hours of the night, doing who knows what?” Still, she had her fantasies. She accompanied her mom and dad to church each Sunday and had perfect attendance in Sunday school, since she was in Kindergarten. Her mother was always kind to her and helped her with her with her studies. Donna loved her mother and worshipped her father, who was an extremely handsome man. She would sit on his lap sometimes and he would tell her stories about where he would take her when she was a little older and could appreciate the adventures, which lay out there for her. Lately though, he had been less eager to have her sit on his lap, he preferred she sit next to him instead. What Donna didn’t know was, her daddy would get turned on when she sat on his lap and he was afraid of what might happen if he let it happen too often. By the time she had turned eighteen, she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman, right before her momma and daddy’s eyes. It made her daddy very nervous when she paraded around the house in her little baby-doll nightie. In fact, sometimes it made him sweat when he watched her. Donna’s breasts had grown full and firm, just like her mother’s. And her little girl’s butt had rounded and filled out and given her 5’-6” height a pronounced hourglass shape. When she sat cross-legged on the floor, he could see the dark triangle of pubic hair between her legs, through the thin satin of her panties. “Have you noticed what’s happening to Donna?” Her mother asked her father, one night as they sat watched television. “My God, Brenda,” He breathed, “She looks just like you did when you were eighteen, and we first met!” “I know, Ben,” She said, “She’d better stop filling out soon, or she’ll explode. She’s already in a 36-C bra cup.” “The boys will start noticing her before you know it,” said Ben, “and then they’ll be hanging around her like flies.” “Just like you did?” Brenda asked her husband. “Itching to get me into the back seat of that old car you used to drive.” “You shouldn’t talk like that, Brenda,” Ben said. “Donna might hear us and just think how she’d feel hearing you saying things like that.” “Well, it’s true,” Brenda, chided. “All you could think about was how to get me out of my clothes, play with my big tits, and get into my hot snatch. And oh how you used to eat my pussy!” “God save us, Brenda!” Ben shrieked. “Will you listen to how you’re talking? Surely you’ll burn in hell if you keep this up!” Donna stood silently in the hallway. She could not believe it was her mother speaking in the living room. She had never heard her parents talk about sex before. Actually, it was only her mother talking about sex. Her father was praying for forgiveness. Donna could feel the stirrings in her virgin pussy like the one she got when she knew her daddy was watching her in her nightie. Brenda covered her husband’s mouth with hers in a hot kiss, trying to make him want her again. She had seen how he looked at their daughter, and the huge erection that followed after they went to bed. But try as she would, Ben remained unresponsive to her advances, since his rebirth in his religion. Brenda needed to get fucked, SOON. She longed for the old days when Ben would take her supple body in his forceful hands and make hard passionate love to her. She didn’t want that any longer, she simply wanted raw animal sex! Donna scurried down the hall to her room as Ben burst from the living room and stalked out the front door of the house. She could hear her mother sobbing in anguish as she pined for the attention she desired. Donna didn’t really understand what was going on yet, but she knew that her pussy was drenched from listening to her mother. And she also knew that if she lay in her bed and rubbed that special spot between her legs, she would explode with the most wonderful sensations, flooding her hand with sweet female fluids. Brenda rushed to her room, closing the door behind her, and retrieved the soft velvet bag from under the mattress on her side of the king-sized bed. She withdrew the long, thick rubber phallus from the crimson folds of the bag and quickly pulled her skirt up and her panties aside. With practiced hands, she pushed the rounded head of the imitation cock through her saturated outer lips and slammed it deep into her center. Withdrawing it, she harshly crammed the large cock firmly back into her quaking hole. The bathroom was situated between Donna’s bedroom and her parent’s room. Doors opened from each bedroom into the bathroom from either side. Donna crept from her room, entering the bathroom without switching on the light. The door to her parent’s room stood partially open and she could plainly see her mother, lying back on the bed with her legs spread wide apart and hanging over the edge down to the floor. She gazed quietly through the darkness and witnessed her mother cramming the huge rubber cock viscously into her splayed open cunt. Each time Brenda pulled the thick toy partially out of her cunt, Donna could see it glistening with the very same juices Donna coaxed from her young pussy when she rubbed that certain spot with her fingers. Donna was fascinated with the huge thing her mother had in her hand and vowed to sneak into her room and see it up close. Donna eased the door a little farther open and moved her face close to the crack so she could get a better look. The door creaked as she moved it. Donna froze, as her mother’s head came up and her eyes locked on Donna’s. Brenda gasped as she realized that Donna had been watching her masturbate with the gnarly dildo. Donna had stopped breathing. Brenda’s mouth turned into a soft smile, just as her orgasm hit her like a runaway freight train. She fell back on the bed, rammed the dildo back into her trembling cunt, and twisted it to increase her pleasure. Her climax concluded, Brenda sat up on the bed and withdrew the fake cock from her artificially satisfied cunt. She motioned for Donna to get up from her crouching position behind the bathroom door and enter the room. Donna obeyed and moved to stand before her mother, shivering with the fear she had committed a mortal sin by spying on her. “Sit here, Donna,” Brenda spoke softly. “It’s time we had a little talk.” “I’m so sorry, Momma,” Donna sobbed. “I just heard you gasping and when I saw what you were doing, I couldn’t help myself. Please don’t tell daddy, he’ll just kill me if you do!” “I’ll make a pact with you, Donna.” Brenda hushed her daughter. “I promise not to tell your father you were spying on me, if you give me your solemn oath that you will never tell him what you saw me doing here.” “Yes, Momma,” Donna pledged. “You have my word. But what were you doing?” “Sweetheart,” Brenda said. “You are so young and have so much to learn about life. I guess that it’s time you were told about the birds and bees before some teenaged slob does to you what your father did to me.” “I know a little bit,” Donna said. “Like how good it feels when you rub that certain place between your legs and it makes you feel all skwooshy inside.” Brenda laughed softly and said, “Child, you have no idea how wonderful it’s going to feel, when you finally have that first release from your childhood, and become a whole woman. I just hope you find someone that won’t take it away from you before you’re ready to give it up.” “Can I see the thing you had between your legs, Momma?” Donna asked, timidly. Brenda lifted the still drenched rubber cock from her lap where she had been holding it and displayed it for Donna. “It looks just like daddy’s thing when it gets hard, except bigger!” Donna exclaimed. “Donna!” Brenda gasped. “When have you ever seen your father’s cock as hard as this?” “When he sits on the toilet and rubs it back and forth, kinda like you just did with that in your kitty.” Donna said matter of factly, pointing to the shiny dildo. “You mean to tell me you sit and watch him jerk off on the toilet?” Brenda gasped. “Sure,” Donna said. “He never looks to see if I’m awake, or shut the door at night. He just sits there and rubs it and then he grunts and wheezes and points it in the toilet.” “That Son-of-a-Bitch,” Brenda hissed. “He ignores me completely and jacks off in the toilet! Two can play this fucking game!” “Momma,” Donna yelped. “I’m sorry I said anything.” Brenda hugged Donna to her breasts and shushed her, “It’s all right, Baby. We have our secrets now. And he’ll never know about any of this.” “Okay, Momma,” Donna sighed, safe in her mother’s arms. “Can I hold that?” Donna took the dildo from her mother’s hands and held it close to her face. She breathed in the scent of her mother’s secretions, still lingering on the drying toy. “You smell just like I do,” Donna said, turning her head up to her mother’s face. Brenda leaned forward and kissed Donna softly on the lips. The touch was electrifying for both of them. They were both in a very heightened state of arousal. “Here, let me see.” Brenda said, sliding her hand up Donna’s soft thigh and pushing her fingers under the thin strip covering her cunt. Brenda slipped her finger deep in Donna’s dripping hole and pulled it back out. Donna swooned against her mother. Brenda brought her fingers to her face, closed her eyes inhaling her daughters musk. Slowly she opened her mouth and inserted her finger. Donna watched as her mother savored the nectar of her wet pussy. “Yes, My Sweet Girl,” Brenda exhaled. “You smell and taste just as I do. Lie back and let me teach you about yourself.” Donna lay back on her mother’s bed. Brenda pulled the thin panty over Donna’s hips and down her legs. Kneeling on the floor beside the bed, Brenda pushed Donna’s knees apart and lifted them over her shoulders. Slowly she traced small circles up the exposed girl’s legs with her fingers bringing a fierce case of goose flesh with the caress. Donna tensed as her mother drew ever closer to her sensitized sexual center. Brenda carefully touched Donna’s outer lips with just the tips of her nails, bringing Donna’s breath sharply from her. “Does that feel good, Baby Girl?” Brenda asked. “Oh, God yes,” Donna gasped as Brenda teased her labia with another soft sweep of her finger. “You’re making me feel all hot down there, Momma!” Brenda took care to be gentle, with a very slow movement, pushed one finger from each hand through Donna’s soft folds, and opened them to gaze into Donna’s virgin pussy. Donna’s clit stood full and rigid, completely exposing itself from its protective sheath. Brenda, unable to restrain herself, moved her face close and with just the slightest touch of her tongue, flicked Donna’s clit. Donna erupted in a quick flow of female lubricant as she immediately climaxed on her mother’s outstretched tongue, bathing her face. Brenda hurriedly applied her tongue to Donna’s opening again, and covered it with her open mouth, drinking Donna’s flow as fast as it oozed from the orgasming girl. Brenda lashed at Donna with her tongue, making her cum again and again. Donna lay on the bed, her breasts rising and falling in a rapid staccato as she gasped for air. Her first orgasm, induced by another person, had left her breathless and anticipating what was yet to come in her young life. “Oh. Momma,” Donna wheezed. “I had no idea. EEEEKK!” Donna felt the head of the fat dildo slide past the entrance and into her still drooling pussy. Brenda carefully eased more of the thick fuck tool into Donna, until she felt the resistance of her hymen. With a quick twist, and short push, Brenda deflowered her daughter on one deft movement. Donna shrieked and then gurgled as she felt the monster rubber prick fill her to capacity. Then she came again. This time, it was a mind bender. Her body contracted in such a way, that she sat straight up and then plopped back stiff on the mattress, spewing a torrent of her love juice all around the intruding toy. Brenda continued to play with the fake cock until Donna again lay flat on the bed gasping for air. Brenda knew that she had started something that she may well regret later, but damn it, she had needs of her own. She would let Donna rest and then she would teach her daughter how to help her satisfy the cravings she had so deep in her belly. Brenda helped Donna into a warm bath and then she tucked her safely into her bed. Donna would sleep well this night, but Brenda still hungered for fulfillment. ***** Donna awoke early the next morning. Her mind was filled with a million questions. When she tapped on the bathroom door, her father grunted, harshly, “In a minute, Donna. I’m--not--finished--yet!” Donna knew what he was doing. She closed her eyes and imagined his hand briskly jacking on his thick cock until he spit his load of cream into the toilet bowl. Someday, Daddy, She thought to herself. I’ll see to it that you use that big prick on mother again. She had seen him many times, without his knowledge. She knew how his thickly veined cock stood up and out when it got hard. He had come in her room at night when he thought she was asleep, and stood in the moonlight, slowly stroking himself until he had to retreat to the bathroom to expel his seed into the toilet. Donna knew more about sex than she let on. Her best friend Carla, who lived next door, had an older brother named Dave. Dave was a pilot in the Air Force, and had a big stash of girly magazines tucked away in his old room that Carla had discovered and shared with her. Donna had borrowed the magazines, one at a time without Carla ever noticing, and read each one of them cover to cover. She stared at each of the pornographic images, pretending that it was she with the big cock wedged in her pussy, or pushed in her hungry mouth. She had even tried using a thick cucumber, slippery with Vaseline to imitate the man in the picture’s cock in her tiny ass hole. Mom’s dildo has the next candidate for her butt, she vowed. Dave was a tall man, twenty-four years old and dashing in his Air Force uniform. Donna wondered how it would feel to have him do the things to her that she saw in the magazines from his closet. She also wondered how she could lure her father into the situations she had read about. Her mind was twirling with lurid sexy thoughts. And now her mother had eaten her pussy, just like in the stories in the magazines. Donna was on the verge of a great awakening. She heard the toilet flush and her dad slammed the door on the other side of the bathroom. She quickly entered and after pulling her panties off, she sat on the warm seat recently vacated by her father. Two milky droplets of thick creamy fluid remained on the seat between her legs. With a trembling finger, Donna wiped her father’s cum from the seat and brought it to her nose. It had no apparent odor. She carefully extended her tongue, touching her finger to it. With such a small amount to sample, Donna could only imagine what it would taste like in her mouth, but the salty flavor invaded her brain and remained there, permanently. Donna quickly dressed and joined her mother in the kitchen. Ben had already left for work, leaving Donna and her mother alone in the house. “I’m really sorry about last night,” Brenda started. “I didn’t mean for it to get that far out of hand.” Donna went to her pretty mother and hugged her. “It’s all right, Momma,” Donna said, softly. “I wanted to do it and I want you to teach me how to make you feel good too. Can we do that, Momma?” Brenda took Donna’s face in her hands and stared straight into her eyes, saying, “I’ll do anything you ask me to, but Ben must never know. He’d kill both of us dead, if he finds out.” Donna kissed her mother on the mouth and said, “Teach me, Momma. I promise I’ll never tell him a thing. I swear!” With that, Donna grabbed up her books and was off to school. Today she walked with a different sway in her step. Donna was becoming a woman. Soon she would be experiencing all the pleasures of being a woman. ***** The boys had started to notice Donna too. Since her sophomore year, the boys had started to hang around her locker in the mornings and compete for the honor of walking with her in the hall between classes. Donna had started to use make up as well, highlighting her eyes and cheeks with sophisticated products she found at the cosmetic counter at Wal-Mart. She was careful to make sure her hair was done just so each day before she went to school. The girls at school were feeling her presence, too. Some of the other girls would make snide remarks when they saw her in the hall and even avoid sitting near her at lunch. Carla was her best friend, and not nearly as attractive as Donna. But she didn’t care, because Donna treated her like royalty. And Donna knew that someday, she would get a chance to get close to Dave if she hung out with Carla. The day after Donna had experienced her first outer space orgasm at the hands of her mother, Donna was standing in the hall trying to get a book out of the bottom of her locker. Bending over to fetch the book from under a pile of other junk, Donna presented her pert rump for inspection by all the male eyes in the hall. Joe, one of the varsity football stars who was standing close to where she was, stepped up behind her and leaned against her with his hip. Donna glanced up and saw Joe. She felt his hand come to rest on her butt. From his angle behind her, no one was aware that he had his hand on her. She pushed back against him and waited for his next move. He slid his hand down between her cheeks and pushed in against her pussy through her skirt. Donna started to leak immediately. The hall was crowded and class would start in a couple of minutes, so Donna knew this was going to be short and sweet. Joe rubbed his hand hard between her legs and disappeared without saying a word to her. Donna was on fire. She could feel the dampness in her panties all through the next two classes. When the bell rang at the end of last period, Donna made a mad dash for her locker and almost ran out to the school bus. Her stop was one of the last on the route so she moved to the rear of the bus. Carla joined her shortly. “Carla,” Donna whispered. “You’ll never guess what happened in the hall today!” “Tell me,” Carla begged. “Joe rubbed his hand between my legs when I was getting my math book out of my locker,” Donna told her. “You’re a liar!” Carla gasped. “Honest!” Donna pleaded. “He really did, and it made me so wet.” “God, nothing like that ever happens to me,” Carla lamented. “What did you do?” “I couldn’t do anything!” Donna explained. “He just disappeared before the bell rang.” “Do you think he likes you?” Carla asked. “I think he’s just showing off to the other guys,” Donna answered. “But I sure hope he tries that again.” “You do?” Carla gasped. “Why?” “Because he made me so horny,” Donna said. “Just like the stories in those magazines do. I fact, I’d let him do those things to me.” “Oh, Donna,” Carla breathed. “You’re such a slut.” “Not yet, Carla,” Donna said. “But give me a little time.” Carla and Donna had reached their stop and just gotten off the bus. Donna was eager to get home but Carla wanted Donna to come over and talk more about what Joe had done in the hall. Donna dismissed her, telling her she had a ton of homework and needed to help her mom. Pouting, Carla said goodbye and wandered home. All About Donna Donna opened the front door and entered the house. Her mother’s car was in the driveway, and a green Pontiac was parked on the street in front. The house seemed deserted as Donna stood just inside the door. She shrugged and headed down the hall to her room. She dropped her books on the bed, pulled her still moist panties out from under her skirt, and went into the bathroom to pee. Sitting down on the stool, she thought she heard a groan coming from her mother’s bedroom. Thinking she might get another peek at her mother with the dildo stuck in her cunt, Donna carefully opened the bedroom door an inch. She heard the grunt again and pushed the door wider. From her vantage point in the bathroom, she looked directly at the foot of her parent’s bed. There on the bed, she could see her mother’s firm round ass cheeks and the bottom of her feet and another pair of feet between them. Staring at her mother’s butt, she could also see a thick cock fucking up into her pussy from under her. It appeared that Brenda was doing most of the humping, and also most of the grunting, because she was bouncing up and down on the hard fat cock for all she was worth. Donna had seen her daddy’s cock many times, and this monster wasn’t her daddy’s cock. Suddenly, Brenda shuddered, sat straight up and mashed herself down, trembling with her orgasm. The man pushed up hard against her and moaned loudly as he spent himself deep in her cunt. Brenda rolled off of the man and turned around, sucking his big shiny prick deep into her mouth. Donna watched as her mother gobbled him way down in her throat, just like the pictures in the magazines. As quickly as she had started, Brenda pulled her mouth off the man and said, “You’ve got to get out of here, Bob. Donna will be home any minute” Donna watched as the man sat up and crawled off the bed. There before her eyes stood Carla’s dad. “You’re a great piece of ass, Brenda.” Bob said. “Ben is such a fool for not taking care of what he has at home.” Brenda gasped and pointed at the bathroom door. Donna froze like a deer in the headlights. Bob grabbed his pants and was hastily pulling them on when Brenda dashed to the door and pulled it open. Donna stood there with a big grin on her face. “Looks like we’ve got another secret, don’t we Momma?” Donna giggled. “Donna!” Brenda shrieked. “You are a little sneak!” “Mother, you were fucking Carla’s dad!” Donna shouted back at her mother. “If you didn’t want to be seen, you should have gone somewhere else, don’t you think? Besides, it made me hot watching you.” Donna reached her hand up and cupped her mother’s tits with her hands. Brenda stepped back, but Donna followed her. Brenda backed across the room until she came to the bed. Her knees buckled and she fell backwards. Donna pushed between her legs and buried her face in Brenda’s cum filled cunt. Donna had no idea what she was doing, just that she was hot and wanted to taste Carla’s dad’s cum. She slurped into Brenda’s pussy and soon had Brenda surging toward another strong orgasm. Brenda wrapped her legs behind Donna’s head and held her with both hands as she crashed through her climax. Donna was using her tongue on her clit as if she had been doing it forever. Donna seemed to know just what to do. Brenda’s troubled mind sank deep into a sexual pit until she couldn’t think any more. Brenda lay on the bed in total exhaustion. Donna was pleased with herself, and so turned on by what she had seen. Reaching under her mother’s side of the bed, she pulled out the soft bag with the big dildo in it. She escaped back to her room and pulled the sex toy from the bag. Stripping her clothes off, Donna began experimenting with the rubber dick. Soon she had it pushed completely into her soaking wet hole. She started a steady rhythm in and out until she felt herself start to cum. She rammed it in and out until finally she soared up into a cloud of self-induced sexual bliss. It felt so good to cum hard like that. She could only imagine how it would feel with a big hot cock pumping into her pussy. She just had to find out. But who would be the one to take her virginity? Maybe she could lure Carla’s daddy into it. Or maybe she would let Joe do it? She just had to get fucked. Donna lay in her bed, with the dildo still imbedded in her pussy, conjuring up all sorts of images in her mind. Donna felt the dildo being extracted from between her legs. She felt empty when it was gone. In the moonlight, Donna could see her daddy standing beside her bed, holding the big rubber dick in his hand. She heard him whisper, under his breath, “So, you’re a perverted slut, just like your mother, are you?” His other hand slid up and down on his hard cock as he stood by the bed holding the dildo he had just pulled out of her. She could see a thin thread of cum oozing from the end of his cock and descending toward the floor. It sparkled silver in the moonlight coming through her window. The shadow of his body passed directly across her face so he was unable to detect her partially open eyes watching him. His hardness was only inches from her face. Donna rolled slightly in the bed, spreading her legs and revealing her naked pussy to him. His hand froze as she rolled toward him. She moved only a few inches, but it brought her close enough so she could reach up with her hand and grasp his cock, before he saw her move. She heard his breathing cease as her hand closed over his on his erection. She quickly raised her body up on her elbows and covered the head of his cock with her mouth. He lurched forward, pulling his hand and hers off his prick. He slid half way into her mouth, causing her to gag slightly with the abrupt inward thrust. She pulled back a bit, and leaned forward taking him to the back of her throat. Donna fought the urge to gag again and began moving her head back and forth. Ben groaned deep in his gut each time she pushed her face against his hairy belly. He felt her tongue push out and touch his balls under his cock, trying to make more room in her mouth for him. She recalled from the magazines, how the girls would hold the man’s balls in one hand and wrap her other hand around his cock. She did this and her daddy’s moans increased as she massaged his balls and jacked him with her hand as she moved up and down his length with her mouth. The next thing she knew, his cock was erupting and sending a torrent of thick salty cum flooding into her mouth and down her swallowing throat. The urge to cough nearly overtook her, but she remained calm and the feeling passed. The volume of cum was more than she could consume so thick tendrils of sperm oozed from the corners of her mouth and dripped on her aching titties and nipples. Donna held him in her mouth long after he had finished cumming. She worked her mouth and hands on him, trying to revive him. But it was not to be. Ben was shaking like a leaf, as the reality of what he had just done seeped into his God-fearing Christian brain. “Oh, Lord! Please forgive me for what I have done!” He whispered, in the darkened room. “Daddy,” Donna said, softly, “I want you to stop treating momma like you have been. She needs you.” “But I’m not a heathen,” He gasped. “No, but you are her husband,” Donna said. “And if you don’t stop treating her like a leper, I’m going to tell her that you raped me.” “Donna,” He choked, “you wouldn’t do that to me, would you?’ “Daddy,” Donna hissed, threateningly, “I’ll do it and you know it.” His cock hung dismally limp between his legs. The fake cock hung in his hand. Donna reached for the dildo and she wedged it back in her pussy, while he stood there watching her. She pushed it all the way in to the bottom. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt the cool rubber fill her. “And if you want,” She said, smiling, “you can come in here tomorrow night and I’ll let you fuck me. That’s what you’ve been dreaming of all those times you jacked off in the bathroom, isn’t it?” Ben backed away from the bed, and disappeared through the door. The salty taste of his cum filled her mouth and brain. She knew he’d be back in her room tomorrow night. At last, she would feel the heat of a real cock inside her pulsing cunt. Donna came quickly as she pondered what was going to happed. ***** It was barely daylight when Donna woke the next morning. She went to the bathroom to pee. The door to her parent’s bedroom stood wide open. Ben was on top of his wife, his cock buried all the way into her. He was fucking her savagely. Brenda moaned aloud as he humped her like a demon. Donna watched as he stiffened, pushed himself up on his arms and slammed into her to the hilt. He growled like a bear, emptying his cock-load of cum into her clasping hole. Brenda raked at his back with her nails, leaving long red scratches on his skin. He collapsed on top of her. Brenda’s heels remained locked behind his back; she continued to fuck against him until her orgasm subsided. Donna listened. “And just to what do I owe the pleasure of that?” Brenda asked, breathlessly. “Uh, nothing,” He mumbled, his face buried in a pillow next to her head. “You mean to tell me that little episode in Donna’s room last night had nothing to do with this?” She spoke softly into his ear. His head came up, and he stared directly into her eyes. “How did you know about that?” He gasped. “Do you think I’m dead?” She hissed, pushing him off. I’ve watched you go in there and stand by her bed any number of times. And the way you stare at her around this house. It’s shameful.” “But, Brenda,” He managed. “Oh for Christ’s sake, Ben,” She snapped. “Grow up. She’s beautiful, sexy, and young. Who wouldn’t want to fuck her? But she’s your daughter, and I’m the wife here. I’m the one you’re supposed to be fucking, not your daughter. Although, I got all wet and squishy watching her suck you cock last night. She’s pretty good, isn’t she?” Ben just gurgled. Words wouldn’t form in his mouth. His wife had seen him in his daughter’s room during the night, and got all frothy over it. Surely, he would burn in hell for what he was doing. But he longed to be with her. Donna stood up and walked into their room. They both scrambled to cover themselves. Donna stood there naked. She had neglected to put on her robe before going in the bathroom. The dark patch of hair covering her pussy was drenched with her fluids. She had been rubbing that special spot while she watched her parents fucking just a few feet away. Fear and horror clouded the faces of her parents. Donna smiled as she stepped closer to their bed. She stopped when she was standing on her father’s side, her damp pussy just inches from his face. Donna looked at her mother, whose face flashed a wicked smile when their eyes met. Brenda pulled the covers off both of them, exposing their naked bodies to their daughter. Donna moved her hand between her legs and started to rub her pussy right in front of her daddy’s face. Brenda wrapped her fingers around Ben’s cock and slowly massaged him. Within a few minutes, he started to harden again. Brenda helped him with her mouth as Donna watched and continued to thread her fingers into her sopping wet hole. Ben reached for her and pulled her to his face, burying himself in her musky bush. Donna felt his tongue make contact with her clit and exploded on his face. Brenda pulled her down on the bed and rolled her onto her back. “Get between her legs, Ben” Brenda commanded. Ben did as he was told, moving over Donna and positioning himself between her legs. His cock was harder than he could ever remember before. His entire body trembled as he prepared to commit the ultimate sin. Donna pulled at him to get him inside of her as fast as she could. Brenda pushed him toward Donna and with her hand, positioned his rampant cock in the folds of her leaking cunt. Donna felt the heat of his cock before she felt the touch of his smooth wet helmet. Brenda nestled him firmly inside of Donna’s virgin hole and heaved against him, pushing him fully into Donna. The willing girl gasped in ecstasy as her father made her a complete woman. He started the motion she so desperately craved to feel. In and out, he pulsed, while she strained to clench him with all of her strength. Donna released herself to her feelings, losing touch with all else except the hot hard cock invading her young body. Brenda knew things were about to change in her life. She also knew that Donna was about to embark on a smoldering journey that had yet to be charted. She watched Donna thrusting her body up to meet the onslaught of her passion-crazed father. She knew his guilt would be enormous. Maybe, she thought, he’ll pay a little more attention to her. If not, fuck him. There are other fish in the sea. Ben was snarling with each heave into his virgin daughter. Donna cried out in ecstasy as she built toward her ultimate release. She felt him start to fill her with his scalding deposit just as he went rigid and plunged full depth into her. She wrapped him in both arms and legs and tried to swallow him in her center. The she exploded. The little sparkly lights flashed in her tightly closed eyes. Her head and heart pounded in unison. She flooded him with her hot woman juices. He dropped his full weight on top of her pinning her where she lay, finally rolling aside so she could regain her breath. Brenda covered his still stiff prick with her mouth and sucked the mixed cum into her hungry mouth. She could taste both Donna and her husband. She knew this would not be the last incestuous encounter that would take place in this house!