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Chip On My Shoulder Pt. 01

By: sweetseema



[MCMB I - JENNIFER]

[This is going to be, I hope, a series of stories that could be labelled as MCMB (monster cocks and massive breasts). These would be less intense and rather short [ish] stories. These are cathartic stories [at least for the author] and intended for unadulterated fun for a brief moment. As always some readers might enjoy more than others ....]

******* CHAPTER 1************

I was mildly self-conscious as I got into my custom built Aston Martin DB9. At nineteen years of age (two weeks short actually), even though I was on the campus where a large number of students were off springs of super rich and powerful and flashed their wealth as a sign of their self-perceived importance. Three years ago I was part of that pack. Self-realisation was quick and lasting. 

I smiled without being aware as my heart soared at the thought that I was going home and four weeks of break would give me time to spend with my parents and grandfather. My twin brothers would come from their two years long university exchange stint by next week for three weeks. My 'snobbish' but still reasonably good friends found my 'common' fascination with spending time with family amusingly weird. My friends from down to earth background felt empathy but there were some in both groups who would do the same if they had relationship with their family, as they perceived I shared.

I had two hours journey. I had packed light. I would have everything and more at home. I had too much green tea all morning and I felt I need to go to loo and stopped at the first service station on the way.

Two young men of my age gawked at me, perhaps car had to do something as well. I was aware in a non-egotistical manner that I was beautiful. My father and mother had declared that I was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen. My brothers and grandfather seconded that. The only problem as that I was convinced that my mother was the most beautiful woman on earth. The tussle to hand crown around never stopped. I had no doubt my father and brothers were breathtakingly beautiful and handsome. Some people were left staring at mum and dad when they made an entrance; both were so beautiful in their feminine and masculine ways. Long time of loving proximity had somehow made them look so alike. There was a research that loving couples start resembling one another over years. My grandfather, my mother's dad, was an equal match with the hints of features that made my mother intoxicatingly beautiful [I am aware that a daughter should not use such phrases to describe her mother, I chose to plagiarise a line from a poem I had read to her on her last birth day].

I quickly relieved myself and looked at my face and found I had a smile on my lips, so incorrigible was I. I bought a bottle of water and gum to justify my use of service's amenities. I gave way on the door to a tall strong looking man who immediately pulled himself another inch by straightening his back and pushing his chest out. I showed my Midwest polite upbringing and nodded and wished 'afternoon' making him feel sheepish but making him smile.

My five feet six inches tall frame did not reveal that giant of men surrounded me in my family. My twin brothers stood at six feet seven inches. My father an inch less and my grandfather was probably as tall or half an inch less than my dad.

All were built on ultra large scale. My dad and grandfather had added girths with their age. My twin brothers were covered with lean but huge muscles.

Our men in my family dwarfed my mother and me, despite our voluptuous bodies and rather extra proud busts and hips. We turned every head when us Cunninghams walked in any room.

I was set for the drive home. Bach played softly and my mind strayed to the recent past. I was embarrassed at how I carried a chip on my shoulder despite parents who were grounded and unsullied by wealth they had created all by themselves and created jobs and put in their hard earned well deserved fortune back in the community without any ostentatious ceremonies. What a difference three years could make. No in fact, what a difference a weekend three years ago could make.

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I was not jumping up and down but showed my petulant side as mum declared that family would move back to our roots in Midwest town where mum and dad grew up. My brothers as always were pleased and supportive. In fact my dad's father and mum's father grew up there and started their business in the same town before my dad took it to another level. All of us i.e. three children had been brought up tea in china cup, pinkie lifted away style insular ultra rich suburbia of New England where the distance between two houses was measured in hectares i.e. how many hundreds of hectares.

Grandpa had done all the groundwork. We moved into equally huge house with even more electronic gadgets. Mum's logic was that we were all going away and they [our parents and grandfather] would like to resurrect our roots with friends and distant family to cement relationships for rest of their lives.

We moved to coincide with our two months long school break before university. We were soon introduced to Grandpa's old good friend Mr. Barry Drake. Twins soon started to call him grandpa Barry as he was a year older than grandpa and my mum and his daughters had grew up in the warmth of close friendship of to families. Mr. Drake was now a widower. 

The fateful weekend started on a sultry Friday. We all were happy in side in the comfort of air-conditioned coolness. 

Grandpa was lounging in the huge sofa as my mum put a stool under his feet to make her father more comfortable. My dad and twins were sipping beer. Mum was gliding softly across the living room large as a football field to ensure everyone was catered to. Grandpa had just finished the brief story about his friend and our neighbour [if a gap of hundred acres of garden and managed forest could be disregarded].

"Jen, why don't you take the apple pie and lamb-tagine to uncle Barry," Mum's mesmerising soft voice carried clearly across the room. No one had heard our mum shout. She did not need to. Her silence was deafening.

I was Jen to my family, Jenny to my friends and when my mum called me Jennifer I was in trouble.

I could not say how 'common' it was to share food like that. No would think of doing that.

Grandpa, before I could muster up a cogent argument against such a crime against sophistication that I aspired to, blocked all protests, "Good idea Beth. Jen, Drakey would love that. He is so alone nowadays."

Only her father called my mother Beth. My dad and his father always called her Liz. I had not heard any one call her Elizabeth. Despite my teenaged angst to rise to dizzying heights of snobbish sophistication my roots were strong enough to realise when to give in gracefully. The idea of visiting an 'old lonely man' with cooked food was antithesis to my life's philosophy, I had shared with my friends in Brahmin culture bred aloofness.

I missed my just becoming active sex life. I was quick to learn tat I enjoyed sex and I enjoyed feel of a hard cock in my hands and mouth and for that matter anywhere I could take it. My trysts with boys of families that matched and exceeded my family's wealth were increasing just when my family uprooted us to find their own roots. 

I put on open beach slippers and got up.

Grandpa pulled out his mobile, "I will ring Drakey you are on your way, Jen."

I smiled thinly. Once all food boxes packed in a large case I waved to all. 

"Drakey was very pleased. He said is door is open and he is looking forward to seeing little Liz's little daughter," Grandpa laughed making mum blush.

I tried not to smirk my cynicism and walked away with my beach slippers creating 'slapping' sounds.

I took the golf buggy type electric vehicles we had strewn all over the estate and drove towards Mr. Drake's estate. I wondered what Andy, my last conquest, was up to. He was one of the two children of software magnate billionaire. He introduced me to the pain and fleeting pleasure of anal sex as he impaled me with his huge penis and slammed few times and sloshed insides my shit-tube with his sperm even before I became wise to what the point of abusing my tiny ass was if he could not give me any pleasure. However, he had the biggest cock I had ever laid my eyes and hands on. He was seven inches long and reasonably thicker than my other boyfriend who was six inches and much thinner. I had attained a great sensitivity towards the sizes and I could pick out a difference of half an inch in length and subtle differences in girth. The sheer size and hardness was enough to make me wet and keen to go back for more. 

I sighed as the sultry heat made my armpits and thoughts of my sex escapades made my pussy wet. Ah! Parents, why cannot you choose them from a catalogue?

I reached our neighbour's estate. I parked the buggy right in front of the massive oak doors, which were slightly open.

I already informed by grandpa ignored the doorbell and pushed the heavy door in and walked into marbled huge hall.

I softly called; " Mr. Drake!" people said my voice was quite like my mother's as was my face. "Mr. Drake, sir." This time rather loudly, my mum would have frowned.

I turned instinctively towards the breakfast area in front of enormous kitchen. I placed the food stack [enough for ten people] on the mahogany dining table.

I was going to walk back to our home but decided to surprise my family by meeting and talking with Mr. Drake for a minute or two. I softly called his name and walked towards three or four directions which all led to private bedrooms and living areas.

I tried the last turn and found myself in equally enormous family area. I found Mr. Drake. He was standing with his back towards me and he was naked. Mr. Drake was a huge giant of a man. He was about six feet two inches. His massive back bulged at the waist and finished into his enormously huge muscular ass covered with a generous padding of fat. His back and ass was covered with thick curly grey hair. I coughed politely as my face started to turn into my classical 'yew' or 'yuck' grimace, at his old hairy rather fat body. Mr. Drake was old, he was hairy and dare I say despite huge muscles, was running into being a fat man, at least by my standards.

Mr. Drake turned as he heard me cough and smiled that lighted his ruggedly handsome face. His chest, shoulders, belly was covered with even more thick mat of curly grey hair. My face had nearly reached the full blast of 'how yucky' expression when my eyes followed his right hand and the sight wiped the yet to finalise 'yucky' expression. My mouth fell open and my breathing became laboured.

I barely heard Mr. Drake welcome me in his deep gentle voice, "Jenny, sweetheart. How have you grown. I saw you when you were a year old. I am so sorry. A lonely man gets caught trying to steal few moments of pleasure."

I smiled vacuously as my eyes locked on to Mr. Drake's hand holding the most enormous penis I could ever imagine existed. His huge hand barley covered the girth of what my 'expert' eyes told me was at least ten or eleven inches long.

My expertise failed to give an estimate of its girth, as it was way beyond any cock I had touched or seen.

"Eh! Eh!, er.. good afternoon sir..er.. Mr. Drake. Mum and grandpa have sent some food, sir." I was trying to maintain the best manners expected by my mum raised in Midwest where politeness mattered more than anything else.

"Sorry Jenny, I got excited as I reminisced and my sensual sense got better of my common sense and timing," Mr. Drake was so polite even when he was caught fully naked holding his monster cock by granddaughter of his close childhood friend.

"Can I...er..May I help you sir?" I could not believe I said that. The sight of that huge steel hard cock had made me whoozy, my knee buckled and my pussy poured juices poured out drenching my panties. I was worried some might leak out along my thighs beyond the short shorts I wore. My white round-necked tee shirt was rising and falling as my large breasts started to heave with the laboured breathing. All that at the sight of a giant hard penis on a hairy, rather fat muscular old man- 'Jen/jenny/Jennifer, yes Jennifer you have ultimately lost your mind,' my mind seemed to scream that was so faint I ignored it.

"I would be very grateful and pleased if you did, sweetheart," Mr. Drake beamed.

I barely heard him as I sleep walked like a hypnotised zombie and reached in front of the huge man and fell on my knees. Mr. Drake quickly sat down on the sofa to my great relief bringing his giant cock at the level of my face and hands. I took his hand away and put my trembling hands on the throbbing steel hard cock that seemed to reach his naval. My hands were woefully short of circling the enormous girth of Mr. Drake's cock. I tried to cover his length with my two fists but they were woefully inadequate to do justice to the beauty of nature that was Mr. Drake's cock.

I was in daze and my ears were buzzing and soon disconnect with my surroundings was total. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took the enormous purple engorged head of Mr. Drake's cock inside my mouth. It filled my mouth like no cock had ever filled. All the boys paled into trash bin of my 'mental desktop' as I tried to breathe noisily through my flaring nose trying to take another inch or two of my grandpa's dear friend who needed my help with his 'lonely sensualness' or was it 'sensual loneliness' or just loneliness. 

I felt Mr. Drake's hand grab my head and tried to encourage me on my quest. I managed to fill my mouth to a constant gagging level as I tried to fellate the cock in my mouth.

I took pride in making any boys with a hard cock cum with my hands or mouth in a jiffy. I realised that day that those boys came inside me after few thrusts and lunges and would ejaculate on any thing warm. Here was a man who stroked my hair as I tried to control my impending orgasm with just his cock inside my wide-open mouth. Mr. Drake other hand stroked my face as my mouth tried to move up and down on Mr. Drake's cockhead and two inches.

I felt Mr. Drake's hands pull my tee shirt up and run his hand sensuously over my back. He flicked my bra open with just his thumb and forefinger. All the boys took ages and fumbled with my bra straps until I helped them. 

Mr. Drake moved his hands down and forward and soon his large rough skinned hands covered my soft large breasts and rubbed the sensitive nipples and I shuddered into a mind-blowing orgasm. I gasped around Mr. Drake's cock head as I waited for the intense pleasurable pain of my orgasm to subside. 

Mr. Drake pulled my mouth off his cock dribbling saliva. He pulled my teeshirt off with bra even before I managed to gulp my own saliva. He pulled me up on to my feet. He opened my shorts and I was, even without registering it on my brain lifting my foot one after another to let him remove my last pieces of clothing. 

I tried to suck, rather drool, on Mr. Drake's monster cock for ten minutes. I could have made all my boyfriends explode three times in that time. 

"Sweetheart, I think we need to try something different," Mr. Drake lifted me in his arms like tiny fluffy toy. I quickly sucked dribbling saliva back in my mouth. Before I could figure out what different thing was Mr. Drake had placed me on my knees and hands on the sofa. I was in daze and thrall of this huge man with equally huge hard cock. Mr. Drake stationed himself behind my full soft ass. 

He licked my cunt and ass from behind. I was moaning loudly as his tongue and mouth treated my pussy, clitoris and anus to an expert loving driving me crazy and close to another orgasm. I regrettably felt him get up and soon felt a warm hard fist at the entrance of my wet convulsing pussy.

"Mr. drake, please be slow and gentle. I have never taken a cock as big as yours," I had good sense to remind Mr. Drake about his monster even in the haze of my lust for a hard cock.

"I would sweetie," Mr. Drake pushed his huge cock head smoothly but firmly inside my cunt making me gasp with feeling of fullness never felt before which soon turned into pain I had never felt before.

I bit on my lower lip as I felt each massively thick inch of Mr. Drake filling and stretching my pussy. I saw us in the large mirror behind the drink corner. I saw a huge man holding me with his large hands by my waist. I seemed to have been impaled on a thick log of wood attached to his hairy groin. I was nearly ready to cum even before Mr. Drake had even buried himself fully inside my cunt. 

I heard Mr. Drake say in his soft deep voice, "Jenny, we are making too much out of the size of my cock. I need to fuck you soon," with those profound words Mr. Drake moved his hands on top of my shoulders, to pull me back towards him. He pulled back a few inches and used his muscular back and hips to bury the rest of his immensely thick cock in my cunt. I screamed in genuine pain.

"Hold on Jenny. Just the first time, just the first time," Mr. Drake murmured, good naturedly, but not overly concerned that I had screamed in pain.

I gasped with the fullness stretching my cunt. Mr. Drake stood still and ground his cock deep inside me and I exploded. I was in total submission as huge friend of my family made me cum by simply burying his cock inside me. He still had to start fucking me. I now loved Mr. Drake, whatever his age or earthy personality. I swooned as my orgasm made me even more in awe of Mr. Drake's sexual prowess.

Mr. Drake started to fuck me with slow steady thrusts as I moaned and rambled on with gibberish of, "Fuck me Mr. Drake, Your cock is so big, I am cumming," the usual phrases a girl shouts as she gets fucked silly by a huge old man with a massive steel hard cock.

All the boys were a distant memory. Mr. Drake, who by his own admission, was starved of sex, fucked for next hour without showing any sign of cumming. I had cum seven or eight times and was now whimpering my undying love for Mr. Drake and his massive cock.

I was still struggling to keep myself from falling in deep coma as my multiple orgasms debilitated my mind and body.

"Jenny, I would love to fuck your beautiful sweet ass. May I?" Mr. Drake was a gentleman. How could I say no, even if I was capable of thinking straight, and I was far from that state of mind, positioned like a mare impaled on his horse like cock?

Mr. Drake pulled out his cum soaked and placed it on my tiny anal ring. He pushed in and I pushed back trying my damned best to relax my anal ring. Suddenly his monster cock head forced open the anus and slid in eliciting a mandatory scream from my lips.

Once the sharp pain of entry subsided. The dull pain, not insignificant, was all I felt as Mr. Drake's huge cock invaded the warm depths of my rectum.

Mr. Drake started to fuck my ass as I moaned and groaned once and again.

In another half an hour I was cumming in clusters and dripping from my cunt along my thighs. Mr. Drake's hands played with my swaying large breasts, my clitoris. He teased my nipples and fucked my pussy with his two thick fingers as his rapier thick long tool ploughed in and out of my steaming rectum.

"I need to see your ass on my cock, Jenny," Mr. Drake spoke at last.

I was learning fast. Despite my prejudices old wrinkly men were capable of possessing demonic tools, fucking silly young girls with chip on their shoulder into total exhaustion and had imaginative kinks.

Mr. Drake lifted me with my hips and thighs supported on his huge palms. My back was rubbing against Mr. Drake's rough hairy chest and belly. I was literally sitting on his cock.

Mr. Drake moved towards the bathroom. We stood; rather Mr. Drake stood with me impaled on his cock, in front of a wall-to-wall mirror. My eyes bugged out as I saw my anal ring stretched around Mr. Drake's bottle thick cock. For a fleeting moment the safety of my anal ring muscles worried me but soon my mind exploded as Mr. Drake lifted me off his long thick cock until only his cock head was still inside my obscenely dilated anus and then lowered me back on it until I was sitting on the root of his cock.


Chip On My Shoulder Pt. 01



I felt my breasts sway wildly as Mr. Drake started to lift and drop me on his cock more rapidly. I was first struck with incongruity of my tiny ass and his big cock. I was cumming with my strong fragrant sex juices running over Mr. Drake's hairy balls and thighs.

"I want to cum in your ass, Jenny," Mr. Drake whispered as if he needed my permission. I nodded as my fresh orgasm tore though my body.

Mr. Drake took my ass fucking to yet another level. He started to lift me to the tip of his cock and literally drop me on his cock and held me as my ass reached the root of his cock. I would later realise and worry that if he had failed to support me properly, my weight could have fractured his cock. I need not have. His cock was steel hard and I could have sat on it without it budging an inch.

My breasts swayed and jiggled madly, my ass hurt and Mr. Drake used his free fall style and kept on fucking my ass tirelessly. I was moaning the arrival of my new climax when I heard Mr. Drake growl and moan at the same time. He pulled me down burying his cock even deeper in my tortured rectum and exploded. I had been fucked for nearly two hours.

Oh boy, did Mr. Drake explode! The boys I had sex with spurted three four times. 

Mr. Drake's mighty cock throbbed, convulsed spasmodically for fifteen or sixteen times. I felt each spurt of hot thick semen against the walls of my rectum.

I felt Mr. Drake's kisses on my back, shoulders, and hair as his cock filled my bursting rectum with his sperm.

I flopped back on his chest. His strong arms were supporting me effortlessly.

Mr. Drake took me back towards the sitting area and sat down on the sofa as my breathing tried to become more settled. I was sitting in his lap his arms engulfed me and he kissed me seriously, on my lips, face, nose, eyes, all kisses full of love and affection. 

"Thank you, Mr. Drake. It was the best sex I have ever had. Thank you for being careful with your big cock,' I was brought up to be polite and thanking him came naturally.

"Mr. Drake seems so formal Jenny. I would prefer grandpa Barry as twins call me," I nodded and apologised that I had not done so earlier.

Mr. Drake oops sorry, grandpa Barry took a thick album from the coffee table. 

"Grandpa Barry, I am not too heavy for your lap. You cock must be tired," I turned my face and kissed his mouth. My teenage snobbish distaste for anything older than twenty had vanished for good.

"I am being greedy Jenny. I can keep you in my lap for ever." Grandpa Barry was sweet.

He showed me pictures of our family going back years. I saw mum and dad as children and teens. I saw mum in teens with his daughters. My mum was regular visitor to Drake house. Mrs Drake looked after my mum as my grandparents did when Drake girls were in mum's house. I for the first time realised how close two families were and why mum wanted to come back to her roots.

"Liz was never too far from our home. She and girls were inseparable. If all four were not here then they were in your grandpa's home." Grandpa Barry reminisced.

His three daughters had made successful careers. Eldest Sophie Drake was 36 years old, same as my mum, was professor in economics in the university I was planning to join. Middle, Donna Drake, 33 years old, was in the same university and headed the department as the youngest professor in abstract maths. The youngest Elsie Drake, 28 years old, ran a large firm of architects and taught as a visiting assistant professor in the university. All three were in the same town. Sophie had married and divorced, other two had never ventured into marriage yet.

I felt very comfortable sitting impaled on partially softened huge cock of our family friend as he recounted various short anecdotes of various accomplishments of four girls and the families pride in their children.

I realised that I was gone for three hours to do a chore I declared I did not like.

"Grandpa Barry, I need to go. Mum and dad would wonder, what happened," I rubbed my back against grandpa Barry's rough hairy chest like a kitten, all the while wishing grandpa Barry would ring my home and tell them that 'little Jenny' would stay tonight with him.

"No, they would understand. You mum stayed back any number of times with girls, but you all need to resettle again in this town." Grandpa Barry lifted me off his cock. I felt a thick stream of thick cum tinged with brown stream out of my gaping anus bathing his balls and thighs.

I stood up and kissed him to tank him once again. I saw his monster cock half-mast covered with cum, and good evidence of its invasion of my rectum.

I bent down to lift my shorts and teeshirt and felt grandpa's arms around me, "Jenny, I need to fuck you at least once before you go," I turned around to find grandpa Barry's cock was raging fully hard once again. I was surprised all the boys would have taken some time after such a torrid fucking, but none of those boys could have fucked any girl that long and with that much fury and passion.

My knees buckled. I was gently pushed flat on my back on the sofa. Grandpa pushed my legs back up to breasts opening my thighs wide apart. He placed his cock soiled from my rectal invasion and pushed it in my wet sopping cunt in three robust thrusts. I was fucked with raw passionate thrusts. This was grandpa Barry's fuck for himself. I started to moan as he allowed my legs to fall on his shoulders and mauled my breasts. 

My pussy was hammered for nearly over half an hour before grandpa Barry exploded flooding my cunt with his thick hot cum in furious spurts as I came repeatedly all during that fast and furious fucking.

I took all of ten minutes to come around. I started to dress. 

"Jenny, may I keep your panties and bra. I am definitely going to feel an urge tonight. The fragrance of your panties would be so much better than my imagination," I was yet again impressed. Grandpa Barry had fucked me for total of over two and half hours. He had cum twice. He was still capable of getting an urge to masturbate. I should ask him to share his secrets with the boys in school. I wiped my pussy and his soiled cock with the panties and offered it with my bra to grandpa Barry with a coy smile. I was blushing.

I put on my shorts and teeshirt and bade good-bye to grandpa Barry. 

I was reaching of sex and sweat, mostly sex. I felt very tired and sore as I rode the golf buggy back home.

I reached home four hours later than expected. Mum was organising dinner to spoil her lovely obedient angelic sons and rebellious but equally lovely daughter.

Grandpa looked up and welcomed me back. I started to stammer my excuse of staying so long, "Sorry, grandpa Barry and I got talking and lost of time."

I bit my tongue as I heard myself say grandpa Barry instead of my staid and formal Mr. Drake. No one seemed to have picked on that anomaly, I sighed with relief.

Mum said in her soft voice, " That was very nice of you. Uncle Barry is very engaging man."

Grandpa piped in, "Our Drakey is real solid. No one can guess his company now has turnover of over a billion. Beth always ran to his house when young. I remember that uncle Barry was more interesting than daddy."

Mum blushed making her look even more beautiful.

Grandpa asked twins, "Tim, Rick anyone for hitting some balls?"

Our exclusive community had floodlit golf drive. Rick got up, " Grandpa I will come. You could improve my putting. Tim is going to help mum with packing."

Tim and Rick were going to Australia, New Zealand, and Africa for a year to travel and get various kinds of work experience. Mum was planning to remove whatever they would not want so that she could have it refurbished to the standards she decided good enough for her ideal heavenly sons.

Dad declined to join, Rick and grandpa, "I am going to company my daughter. I would rather spend time, her snuggling up with me like she used to."

I panicked, and let out a nervous cough, dad would not miss the strong smell of sex on me. I felt grandpa Barry's cum squirt out of my ass and cunt, and I clenched my thighs, " Daddy, I am all sweaty. Let me take a shower before you cuddle with your daughter."

I ran out before he could respond. Inside my room I shucked my clothes off. I put my fingers inside my sore cunt and ass and smelled the heady smell. I wanted to have that fragrance on my body for a bit long. I decided to lie down for a while and inhaled deeply. Before long I was fast asleep.

***********************CHAPTER 2****************

I woke up at about seven. I took a shower, washing the caked cum off my curly blond bush and winced as it hurt when I plucked it off.

I dressed in white panties and mid thigh long basketball team tee shirt I had inherited from Tim. My breasts ached from grandpa Barry's mauling and I wanted to leave them free of the constraints of a bra.

I decided to swing by Tim's suite to see if I could help mum and Tim and mum to help list or pack things my twin brothers would like to discard. I found the door to suite slightly ajar. I was about to push it open loudly in my tomboyish rather 'uncouth' manner but I stopped in my tracks holding my breath to be deathly silent. I heard sounds from the room that I produced during my visit to grandpa Barry this afternoon.

I softly pushed the door slightly. The huge mirror on top of the drinks cabinet reflected the area clearly. I saw my mum naked in her divine glory bent over the sofa and my brother Tim standing behind her was slamming his cock with unbelievable force in and out at a lightening speed. Mum was moaning loudly. Her large soft beautiful breasts were swaying madly like two huge globular pendulums. Tim's each thrust resulted in an obscene slap as his groins hit our mum's soft lush, full mouth watering ass. Mum exclaimed, "Tim, OH...AHH. TEEEM.. you are making me cum again. FUUCCKKKKKK MEEE TEEEMMM AAHHH."

Mum must be cumming like a geyser if she was anything like me by her reaction. My pussy was boiling and leaking. 

Tim was grunting as he slammed his cock in and out of his mother...MOTHER?

I was stunned and speechless but nonetheless aroused out of my senses [scanty at that stage of my life anyway].

Tim groaned, "Mum, I want to fuck your ass."

"UMMMM. TIMMEEE... it will have to be a quickie. I have to go and oversee the dinner," my mum, ever so caring about her family even in throes of mind blowing lust and passion.

Tim, pulled his cock out of the leaking cunt of our mother-OUR MOTHER [damn him]. If I was stunned before I was hit with a lightening now. Tim's steel hard cock took ages to come out of our mother's pussy. When eventually it did my new expertise in assessing long cocks after grand experience of one told me Tim had a whopper of a monster of about thirteen inches. The girth was as thick as thick if not thicker than grandpa Barry. Our mum's full-formed round forearm fought and lost with Tim's girth.

I held my breath as Tim placed his man's clenched fist sized cock head against our mum's tiny anus. They were as synchronised as any long time lovers would have been. Tim grunted, mum moaned. Tim pushed forward, mum pushed back. Suddenly mum let out a soft shriek and Tim's mammoth cock started to vanish inside our mum's body, rectum to be accurate. Tim ignored mum's screams as mum probably expected him to. They had done this before not once but many times. I shivered with, ah..er.. anger; no not anger but envy.

Tim was buried to the hilt in shaking mum's ass. He started to swing his ships using half the length of his inhuman cock to ass fuck our lovely, divinely beautiful mom with brutality I could have killed him for, if I was not moored to my spot with the lust that the sight generated.

Mum started to moan louder and louder as her son took her in her ass harder and faster.

I was about to scream in terror as a strong arm grabbed me from my waist if a hand had not clamped on my mouth reducing my scream to soft 'ummm'.

I was literally lifted away from the captivating sight my legs thrashing and arms flailing inside my suite. 

"We have not taught our daughter to spy on people's privacy, have we?" my father's preacher like calm but no-nonsense stern voice told me that my 'abductor' was the man who procreated me, as he procreated Tim, with help from the woman who was being ass fucked by one of their progenies.

I immediately stopped thrashing. My father had nothing to say about the unbelievably disgusting incestuous sight we had just witnessed.

"Daddy, did you see.. did you er.. ah.. um," I was impressed with my articulate response justifying one of the costliest private schooling available in our country.

"Does not matter, sweetheart. Mum and your brother have every right to be as close as they wish to be in the privacy of their space. You or I have no right to intrude on that just because we could stealthily," I could pick a hammer and hit my handsome giant father on his beautiful head.

His mid-west gentleman's politeness excluded the anomaly of gross incest and cheating, I could take a high moral ground in most hypocritical manner in those days.

"Jen, mum and twins are close for many years. They wanted to be and they deserved to be. Who could love them more and keep them secure emotionally than their mother?" My father turned me around and held me to his warm, slightly sweaty body. I inhaled the weakening cologne and smell of my father's manly sweat. I felt jealous, in fact insanely jealous. My brothers were 'precious' enough to be introduced to beautiful sex with possibly the most desirable, beautiful, sophisticated, intelligent and loving woman on the face of this earth, OUR MOTHER. I was left to my own devices to grapple with spotty cocky stupid teens of my school with tiny cocks, which spurted in seconds.

"I too am in family, daddy, why was I excluded," I could not believe I had expressed my disappointment at not being involved in family-sex.

"Firstly, mum did not think you were a lesbian so she was not the appropriate person to approach you," my dad could be stand-up comic in times of gravely tumultuous discussions, "secondly it would had to me or grandpa. We both felt you looked down upon us as simpletons and rather unsophisticated. We thought you should find your own way as twins were allowed to."

I felt ashamed and red in face. Chip on my shoulder- yet again. I missed the most wonderful relationship twins had forged. My handsome giant father was there and I was wasting time with inconsequential runts.

I suddenly started to sob surprising my father. We Cunningham women hardly cried but when we did our men folks knew to take us very, I mean, VERY seriously.

My dad hugged me tight as I sobbed and sobbed. My tears drenched the front of his tee shirt over his belly [difference in height was serious here], soon my running nose added to mess on my face and my dad's tee shirt.

I was 'shushed' and stroked on my head, back as I shook and cried, "I am sorry daddy. I was stupid. I love you and mum so much and twins too, and grandpa as well. I am sorry," I was being as intelligent as five years old and was proud of it.

"Sweetheart, we know. We all love. All I meant was we thought an intelligent person like you should make her own decisions," Dad was putty in hands of a crying lady. If that were to be his wife or daughter, he was cooked and served.

I stopped bawling eventually and raised my face covered with tears and snot, offering my dad, a most exciting prospect of amorous overtures, "Dad if I were to come to you as twins went to mum, would you have.. would you..er...loved me..umm..made love to me?"

I continued to be erudite as my father hugged me tight, "Jen, if you were to approach me I would have jumped off a cliff to be with you."

I told you my dad could not resist the sexiest sight of my tear and snot covered face! How any man as manly as my dad could?

"I love you very much dad," I gasped.

My daddy laughed and picked me up in his arms and brought my face to his face and kissed me. To begin with it was a fatherly kiss, which soon, thanks to my rising lust, turned into full-blown saliva exchanging, tongue duelling french kiss.

"Daddy I want to make up for the lost time, can we? Can we please, daddy?" I used my little girl's voice as befitted the occasion.

Daddy kissed and licked me all over my face. He licked my face clean. He sucked on my nose and licked my nostrils clean. I giggled making him smile, gosh my dad was handsome, and infact he was devilishly handsome. 

"Do you want to?" my dad kissed me on the tip of my nose, he still could be so naive, I was dying to.

My pussy was wet by now as my body trembled with anticipation, "OONNH. OONH," I again showed my extensive vocabulary in intense moments and nodded my head rapidly in consent.

Daddy laughed his deep resonant laugh, "After the dinner then. If you change your mind, please do not fret. I would always love you as my most precious daughter, first and foremost."

I was now wiser to my parents' subtle nuances. My daddy just told me that all the love shared was still based on the fact that we were their loving adorable children above all. Rest was the bonus of choices we made.

I was breathless and gasped, "Daddy, I will wait for you. Please do come."

My father kissed me on my nose as he put me down, "Wild horses could not hold me away from your room. I would never break my promise to a lady, even more so if that lady happens to be my most beautiful daughter."

I beamed with pride as he walked out of my room. 

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Dinner was happy, talkative affair. Mum beamed, smiled and attended to all five of us. I sat close to my dad. I had pulled my chair closer to his [I though no one noticed that]. I looked at his face, his smile. I marvelled how his face changed with his thoughts. His handsome nose flared when some offensive politician was discussed. Before I knew my hand had crept on his thigh, not as much as a sexual hint but as a proprietor gesture. Daddy turned towards me and kissed me. For a second I panicked, daddy had given away our secret. In a second I felt stupid. Dad, grandpa and mum had always kissed me for no reason spontaneously all my life.

I slowly pulled my hand back on the table [see, I did tell you about the subtle messages my parents could send their children].

Once home help cleared the table we all retired to living room for some drinks, TV and the usual family catch up topics.

Around ten, dad declared he was ready for bed.

Mum kissed him and said, "Sleep tight dear. I would soldier on with twins. We will make an inventory of all that needs to go with them. I will not disturb you and will sleep in their extra room." dad kissed me and said a general good night and marched off with a tumbler of single malt scotch towards his bedroom suite.

I blushed as mom smiled in a nonchalant manner at her plan to be with her sons.

Dad kissed her back and yawned, "Boys do not trouble mum to much."

See, there again. Twins bade our father goodnight and they beamed. I now cottoned on to the various half-innuendoes I missed all these years. They were talking in riddles for my benefit.

I too decided to hit the bed, all the stress of shifting towns and all that.

Grandpa got up and hugged mum and me, "I am going to Drakey's for some drinks." I held my breath. Would grandpa Barry keep a secret?

Twins and mum exchanged glances, now I could catch all those.

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I rushed into my room. I sprayed one of my favourite perfumes on my bed. I changed with shaking hands; in fact I was shaking all ever. I was desperate for my daddy to hold me naked, kiss me all over and finally take me with his hard cock.

I changed in to customary nightdress, long midthigh tee shirt and panties. I snuggled into my soft bed under the duvet. I must have dozed off and woke up alert with soft footsteps in front of my bedroom door. I jumped out of my bed. My daddy walked in dressed in long very loose shorts and white tee shirt. I ran into his arms. Without either of us exchanging a word daddy engulfed me in his huge bear hug and held me tightly. He lowered his head and planted his open mouth over mine and soon his tongue was exploring every part of my gasping mouth. 




Chip On My Shoulder Pt. 01



I tasted his sweet saliva. He kissed me with passion that made me feel giddy. Daddy's hands stroked my full soft hip over my tee shirt and raised myself on my toes to help daddy with a foot of height difference between us.

I kissed daddy back and was moaning as we kissed. My daddy's hands crept inside my teeshirt and his touch on my naked skin filled me with lust that was getting out of control. Daddy pulled my tee shirt up and we both reluctantly broke our kiss to help daddy take my shirt off. No sooner he had discarded my shirt we were in tight embrace. My large soft breast rubbed against his tee shirt as he kissed me again, holding my soft round waist with his strong large hands.

Suddenly daddy broke the kiss and I quickly gulped our mixed collected saliva about to dribble out of my open mouth. Daddy lifted me up as if weighed no more than his golf club high until my hips were in front of his face. He buried his face in my panties soaked with my leaking cunt juices. I heard him inhale deeply. 

Daddy caught the waistband of my panties and lifted me as higher and my panties were pulled down. I felt I was in Kin Kong's arms. Daddy was holding me way up with is arms fully straight and raised above his head. My panties were around my ankles and I impatiently wriggled my ankles to throw them off.

"Jen, put your legs on my shoulders," I heard daddy demand in a deep husky voice. I was pleased that my daddy was also affected with this occasion; I was bursting out of my skin.

I draped my full luscious legs over my father's shoulders. Daddy lowered me until my wet curly thick bush was close to his mouth. I put my hands behind his head and my fingers grabbed fistful of daddy's thick curly hair to keep me stable.

Daddy kissed my fragrant pussy and his tongue first parted my rich growth dark crinkly bush and then plump soft sensitive cuntlips. He ran his tongue on the pink soft wet vaginal opening and soon found the Holy Grail. He flicked my engorged clitoris with his tongue and I moaned loudly, "Daddy, AAHH, UUMMMMM."

Daddy licked, pulled my clitoris and despite my efforts to delay it, I was inexorably pushed towards my first orgasm with my father. He used his raspy tongue to rub my clit and pussy opening with firm rapid strokes. I was moaning louder and incessantly. I was vocal anyway, that day I could have lifted the roof.

I grabbed his hair fiercely as my body tensed in anticipation of an explosive climax. Daddy used his inhuman strength to grind my pelvis on to his mouth as his tongue continued to torture my clitoris and pussy.

"I am...AAHHHH, DADDEEEE, CUMMEENNNG AAARRGH," Mt back arched and I must have hurt my father as I inadvertently pulled his hair and scalp as if to tear a clump off his head. I felt a rush of fluid out of my pussy as my orgasm tore through me. I felt the pain in my breasts and deep in my belly would kill me as I came on my father's mouth.

It took me many minutes and thousands loud moans later I almost slumped on my father's shoulders.

"Jen, I need to fuck you," my gentle giant of a man, father growled. He moved towards the bed and flung me in the centre of my massive soft bed. I first shrieked and then giggled. I was lying spread eagled and watched my father undress.

Daddy pulled his tee shirt off. I was mesmerised with the sheer hugeness of my father's upper hairy body. I have seen him in bathing trunks many times but always as my protective father. That day I saw him not only as his teenaged daughter would but also as a teenager about to be loved by him. 

His chest was covered with thick mat of curly dark hair. The hair tracked down over his belly. He was simply massive. Broad muscles rippled everywhere. His hands were huge. He unbuttoned the waist and of his shorts and pulled them down. I held my breath. I expected, having seen Tim's monster cock of thirteen inches, daddy's to match that [genes and all that?]. 

Daddy lifted his feet one after another and flung his shorts on the settee in far corner. He stood there with his feet apart and arms by his sides, for a few precious moments, looking taller than his sex feet five inches of height. My eyes soaked the vision of my father's massive beautiful body. My eyes were mesmerised by his swaying heavy, impossibly thick barely hard penis. Daddy's cock hung about twelve inches and he had just begun to become turgid. My daddy's monster would grow, when hard, well beyond my brother's monstrosity. Under his swaying monster hung his scrotum well below his groin weighed with two immensely large testes. Each would fill my hand open cupped hand. 

Daddy walked slowly towards the bed, my eyes were glued over his massive cock as it swayed with each step with an authority that made me weak and dare I say womanly. 

Daddy stepped on the bed [not climbed] and he smiled at me. I smiled back, I think, feebly. Daddy stood astride my body like a giant with his foot on either side of my hips. Like a mastodon he sank on his knees his hairy massive ass brushed on my belly. I locked my very light brown eyes into his sparkling equally light brown eyes. I like a hypnotised feeble marionette held his very heavy cock. My hand could not encircle the immense firth even when it was nowhere the steely hardness it would grow to. My thighs were flexed and thrown wide apart on their own accord -- centuries of women being impaled on hard cocks had possibly entered into basic reflexes of all girls. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and engulfed my father's half of my father's huge cock head inside my drooling mouth. I automatically gently massaged his heavy cock with my petite hands and tried to, unsuccessfully, create suction with my bursting full mouth. I used my tongue to caress his cock head and found the opening of his piss hole. I could easily insert the tip of my tongue in his very large pee opening. 

Daddy stroked my head, face softly never taking eyes of my face, rather from the junction of my lips and where his huge cock head distorted my face. 

I felt the girth and length of my father's cock increase rapidly. I clumsy sexual overtures succeeded and daddy's monster cock was becoming harder and harder with each passing second. My mouth corners were stretched, as s head grew dramatically bigger and broader.

My hands could barely make an impression on the shaft that was as hard as steel but silky smooth. Daddy pulled his cock out of my tortured but greedy mouth, a string of my saliva trailed and dropped on my breasts and belly. I hastily closed my mouth full of collected saliva and gulped it before it spilled out of my wide-open mouth.

Daddy scooted back and sat on his knees between thighs. I would never forget that sight. Daddy's cock stretched, over my soft round belly, about sixteen inches from its hairy waist. My forearm paled in comparison with its girth. Daddy's cock head reached my solar plexus. I was five feet and six inches tall and any woman of my height can measure that distance from her pussy.

"Daddy, please take me," I whimpered in a sweet little girl voice I rarely used over the preceding few years.

Daddy nodded and scooted back to give his monster cock the necessary distance to engage with my cunt opening. Daddy's steel hard cock was now stood straight up, defying gravity despite it's phenomenal heaviness, such was the strength of my father's erection.

Daddy used is strong hand to pull his steel hard cock down wards to align with my weeping cunt and he rubbed his colossal cock head along the wet slit of my pussy. My head reeled anticipating the imminent, apparently impossible impalement of a besotted daughter's cunt with her loving father's monstrosity.

Daddy rose on his knees slightly and pushed gently but determinedly to dilate my vaginal entrance and carefully pushed his massive cock head making me gasp, with the mind-blowing sensation.

Once daddy was satisfied that his cock head had entered securely inside my sopping cunt, he lifted my legs on his arms and rose even more on his knees.

The next fifteen minutes, or so I thought, resonated off the walls of my bedroom and in the deep recesses of my unforgettable memories, as daddy impaled my pussy inch by inch never hurrying, never impatient, but always firm and filling my tight but elastic vagina with is immense cock.

I grabbed his massive forearms with my hands and dug my nails in the skin as I moaned, gasped with the unbelievable sensation of my father's cock invading my cunt.

Unlike grandpa Barry daddy never rushed and did not just chose to bury his monster which he could have and I would have cum around his inhuman girth regardless. Daddy was fucking his precious daughter. Only dads can remain patient to ensure their daughters take their time to adjust to daddies' big hard cocks.

I was moaning, with my lower lip firmly clasped between my teeth to prevent any shriek accidentally bubble out to discourage my dad to stop from burying his cock to the hilt inside my seething pussy. I was on the cusp of another orgasm and my daddy had merely inserted his hard manly tool inside my pussy, albeit mammoth hard tool. I felt the soft nudge from my father's heavy testes ensconsed in his capacious hairy scrotum and harsh friction his coarse pubic hair against mine -- I moaned loudly and came. Daddy draped himself over my petite body crushing my breasts with his hairy belly and lower chest. I sucked hard on the skin of his chest over my mouth as my daddy began to pull inch after another inch of his long thick cock. I felt bursting full event though daddy had pulled half the length of his cock out.

I let out a loud sigh which, as his tree-trunk like cock bore down to invade my pussy again, finished with an unladylike grunt, "AAHH, Daddeee, AHH UUNGGGHHH."

Daddy fucked me with his cock using nearly half the length holding me in his arms tightly. His massive hairy hips rose and fell with each retreat and thrust and my pussy was pulverised into three orgasms. I was sobbing with heady lust and my daddy had not even warmed up. Daddy buried to the hilt waited for my last orgasm to settle down and kissed me on my lips. I kissed him back with glazed eyes and slack drooling mouth.

Daddy lifted himself up. He straightened his legs and lifted his weight on his knuckles and toes. He lifted himself and my eyes bugged out as I saw as his huge cock emerged out of my clinging pussy, as if titanic had risen out of the sea. Daddy left his cock head inside. Daddy used his beautiful ultra strong body to slowly impale my pussy until his titanic cock was buried to the hilt. Daddy fucked my pussy first slow and steady. As my moans became even louder my hips started to lift up to meet my father's thrusts, daddy increased the pace of his fucking. I was fucked with faster and slicker thrusts as my pussy adjusted to the enormity of its invader, as female vaginas do. Daddy hunched with more determination and my fucking shifted gears. I came and I came, again and again. I moaned, I shrieked with the delicious pain of each new orgasm. Daddy fucked me right through my repeated orgasms, which now merged into one long body-wrenching peak of exploding lust that refused to fall.

Nearly an hour later daddy's groins were slapping my pudendum as he now thrusted his cock with fierce power and purpose. 

"Jen, sweetie, I am going to cum inside you," Daddy grunted as his nostrils flared, and an occasional grunt escaped as he pistoned his cock in and out of his daughter's tremendously tight and snug pussy.

I almost creamed right there and then, "Daddy, please cum inside my cunt. Please make me cum again and cum inside me," I need not have pleaded my dear father had made me cum more times in an hour than any woman would have cum in a month. 

Daddy's face was bathed in pleasure; pleasure borne out of plunging his mammoth cock in his daughter's pussy- fucking her into ground with his Titanic penis. Daddy slammed his cock with force so far he ad kept locked inside, I let out a shriek as his monster hit and distorted my tender cervix and vault and kept on pushing it in, "FUCK ME DADDY. AAHH. DADDEEE FFUUCCKKK MEEEE."

Daddy slammed his cock at least six or eight times the last one more painful than the preceding thrust that my lust drenched convulsing young teenaged body welcomed. I shrieked again as daddy buried himself to the hilt and dropped with is full weight on top of me. My arms flew around his neck as his mouth sucked on the skin on side of my neck.

His gargantuan penis started to throb and convulse deep inside me, hurting me nicely and I teetered on the cusp of my yet another orgasm. Then daddy's cock lurched causing me another delicious wave of pain and it spurted. I moaned and burst into shards of pain more delicious at that time than any pleasure imaginable. Both, father and daughter, exploded in synchronous orgasms. Daddy's cock spurted hot semen inside my tender vagina. His cock lurched and twitched and the spurting throbbing went on unabated, as did my convulsing pussy kept on squirting sex juices around the mammoth invader, my father's cock kept on spurting the same virile semen that created me decade and a half ago. 

I gasped and moaned and dad took deep breaths as our orgasms tore through our body. I did my best to hug dad tight to me but my arms were inadequate to go around his massive frame, so my holding might have appeared more like clinging.

Many minutes later, when I became cognisant of my surrounding, daddy was kissing my face gently with soft fluttery kisses. I held his large handsomely beautiful face in my tiny hands and kissed him with violent passion on his lips. 

"I love you daddy," I meant, I loved my father as a lover who had fucked the daylights out of er teenage daughter.

Daddy smiled, that magical smile, that always left me speechless, and started to kiss my lips and we started a gentle tongue and saliva-exchanging kiss.

"Daddy! You are still rock hard," I exclaimed. Did men not deflate after they came?

Daddy smiled, simply kissed my nose and then ground his hips making me wince and moan, as his cock seemed to go another inch deeper with that grinding. I stroked my dad's hairy back with my grateful tiny hands with affection and daddy engulfed my beautiful nose inside his mouth. I giggled as his tongue traced the whole contour of my nostrils, then it invaded each nostril and swept inside making me giggle in a funny nasal manner.

Daddy freed my nose and suddenly I felt a fresh heat in my loins, "Jen, can I fuck you more, sweetie?"

Oh! My polite, naive daddy, "Daddy, please fuck me as long as you can. Daddy fuck me all night and tomorrow and day after.....," I babbled. My dad could have fucked me anywhere and even if he chose to make new hole to take me I would have acquiesced willingly.

Daddy pulled his enormity drenched with his cum and my sex juices slowly out of my sore but still hungry cunt. His massive cock head dripped thick creamy juices, heavenly marriage of his virile cum and my young pussy's orgasmic secretions. The air was pervaded with heady fragrance of sex that only emanates from pussy and sex juices after torrid long fucking. 

"Jen, I want to fuck you from behind," Daddy whispered and helped me sit and turn around. I hurriedly turned on all fours offering him my full, soft ass. I could not wait to do my daddy's bidding.

Daddy planted kisses all over my glorious soft ass cheeks and gently kneaded them. I waited panting with anticipation of my progenitor's steel hard cock once again invade and torture my cunt. I did not have to wait too long. It seems my father too was focused on embedding his tool of procreation inside his daughter that was conceived with the loving labour of the same tool.

Daddy held my hips to steady and placed his cock head in my now open cunt opening. I felt air whooshed out of my lungs as daddy planted few inches of his enormous cock in one thrust. I moaned loudly both in pain and encouragement.

Daddy this time dealt invasion of my pussy in blocks of few inches unlike earlier when he teased it in inch by inch, but I was not complaining

Daddy started to fuck me for the second time; this time he used long steady strokes. He buried his cock to the hilt each time. His thrusts were powerful and but controlled, my soft ass flesh shook each time he slapped my ass with his groins. My breasts shook wildly. 

Daddy fucked me like a man in control and he knew the girl impaled on his enormous cock would cum whichever pace he chose to fuck her with. His almost arrogant confidence was tangible. I felt subjugated and enslaved. I would drool, pant and gasp but never ask daddy's cock to stop if he chose to fuck to death.

I started to moan with my impending orgasm. Daddy freed his hands and rose to lean over my arched back, he filled his large hands with my soft breast flesh and closed his massive fist to squeeze them like softballs. I moaned loudly as breasts now added a new sensation along with my cunt hat was pummelled by my father's titanic penis.

I must have cum five times in quick succession, when daddy started to slam his cock faster and harder.

"AHHH TOO BEEG DADDEEE. TOO BEEEEEEG. OH, UNNGGH. FUCK FFFUUCCCKKK," I groaned and creaked under dual pressure of mauling of my breasts and pummelling of my sore pussy.

Daddy each thrust would have knocked me flat if he was not holding me up with his firm grip, almost painful, on my breasts.

Daddy waited fro my fresh orgasm to abate before he released my breasts and pushed my head down. I took the hint and dropped my hands to rest on my elbows to rest my face on the crossed forearms.

Dad rose up on his flexed thighs and towered over my half prostrate body. Daddy started to fuck me what can be best described as fast and furious pace.

I was now screaming my head off with painful orgasms tearing my young inexperienced body. Daddy kept on slamming his monster faster and harder taking my breath away.

I was squealing and moaning depending upon whether his cock was leaving my body or slamming in with full force of my father's powerful body behind it.

Whatever my dad did with his enormous steel hard cock I simple came repeatedly declaring with loud vocal grunts and moans.

After nearly an hour of hard fucking my shoulders were hurting. My back ached, as I had to keep it strong and arched against body nearly violent slamming fuck-thrusts of my father.

Daddy wrapped his arms around my heaving bulging belly and rolled over onto his back carrying my shrieking self still impaled on his tool. I laid on his belly impaled on his telephone pole. Dad took my ankles and placed them close to his hips and pulled my hands back to plant my palms by the side of his chests.

Daddy lifted my ass supporting the small of my back. I was a quick learner. I lifted myself, on my feet and palms to allow daddy to fuck me from below. Daddy grabbed both my breasts firmly and slammed his cock at an amazing pace. I could hardly breathe, as his hips rose and fell like a piston a fast rail engine and my pussy, was pummelled almost painfully. I came shamelessly and gratefully to my each orgasmic scream an homage to my virile insatiable father who had been fucking non stop with is enormous cock for now over two hours. My fresh orgasm tore through my body like a tornado. I wailed and flopped down on my father's body gasping for breath. 

Daddy held me tight in his arms and gently massaged my breasts allowing my body to recover. My daddy was patient to allow his daughter to gather her breath for a short while but so far it fell short of interrupting a good rhythm of fucking he had set up. 

Daddy lifted me off his tree trunk of a cock. I winced as my sore pussy walls snapped back once dad's monster dilator was out of my cunt. A long thick stream of sex juices flowed out on my dad's belly from my pussy. Daddy flicked me around in air -- just like turning baseball bat around. I giggled and soon was facing my father.