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Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 02

By: PalmerEldritch



Note: I believe it would be a good idea to read the first chapter story this story in order to better enjoy the following installment of the adventures of Clarissa Hill and her family.

*****

Conrad sat back and enjoyed the very pleasing view before him. 

As he looked on it occurred to him that at the day's start the idea that he would be leisurely be sitting relaxed on his teen-aged daughters, pink bedspread covered bed watching his sweet sexy slut of a wife eat out his equally sweet, and equally sexy little girl, was so far out of the realm of possibility that he would have had himself committed for thinking it was going to happen.

His wife Jennifer -- Jenny as he always thought of her -- knelt on the floor and ran her hands up and down her daughter's smooth thighs to her shaved pussy mound.

Jenny smiled up at Conrad and kissed her sweet daughter Clarissa's inner thigh on the right, and then on the left. Jenny looked up again and said, "Isn't she so pretty, sir?" 

Conrad smiled hearing his wife call him sir like she often did during their more, shall we say, intense sexual encounters.

"She is a pretty sweet little slut, isn't she? But of course her mom is too, aren't you?"

"If you say so sir," said Jenny with a smile of pride on her face.

Jenny was a 42 year old woman, and like most women her age, it had been a long while since she could boast as flat a tummy as her little girl could. A long time since she could take her bra off and not see a little bit -- maybe more than a little bit -- of sag to her tits. But she had always taken pride in taking care of her figure and even at 42 she had a beautiful hour glass figure and a still respectable set of 36c breasts. Her legs remained shapely, and thanks to some wonderful hair care products, she had had kept her hair long and blond. She also kept her pussy clean and bald, because she knew her husband loved shaved twats. And she knew he loved filthy talk in the bedroom, and name calling as well. Something she knew was about the dirtiness of the sex, more than anything he really felt toward her. Jenny loved to be treated like a slut in the sex department, but demanded to be treated like a lady, and the mother of Conrads' children out of it.

She craved filthy raunchy sex, but had kept her kinky nature from the kids all these years, because that was what you did, as a good mother and wife. You acted the part of PTA mom during the day and at night or when the kids where out at school or friends houses, you became what you let your true submissive nature loose. But never could she have imagined finding her husband fucking their daughter, would be a dream come true, for her. A fucking dream that she never wanted to wake from, she now knew.

Conrad watched his daughter Clarissa's face as her mom blew warm breathe over her tight bald cunt. His 18 year old girl gasped, "Oh Mommy, GOD! Even just your breathe feels good. God I love you mommy!" 

Jenny looked up at her daughter from between her legs and said, "Oh baby, mommy loves you to and I want so bad to show you all the things that a girl can have fun doing with another girl."

"Have you been with ... you know, other girls?"

Jenny looked at her husband and back at her daughter. She ran her tongue over Clarissa's thigh, and then said, "Lot's of times, baby. Daddy and I used to have threesomes with Aunt Elaine."

"Aunt Elaine!" Clarissa said in an amazed voice, thinking about her mom and dad's pretty friend, the nice lady who had baked cookies for her and her brother and always had a gift for the two of them at Christmas time.

"Uh huh, she and Daddy and I had a thing for years, when you kids visited grandma in the summer, she would, kind of sleep over. If you follow me honey."

Jenny gently parted her little girls slick cunt lips with her fingers, bringing a moan to Clarissa's lips. The horny mother leaned in close and swabbed her tongue over the juicy lips and tasted her feminine juice as well as her husbands cum, still leaking slowly out of her daughter's cunt hole.

Clarissa reached out and clutched her fathers hand and squeezed hard.

"Oh god Daddy, it feels so good. Mommy's tongue it ... feels so -- AH! So good, Mommy, please don't stop!"

Conrad watched his wife tongue the pussy of the child she had given birth to 18 years earlier and found it as hot a sight as he had ever thought he would see in his life.

He knew both women liked to be treated like sluts, and that dirty talk turned his daughter on as much as it did his wife, so as he began to speak he was almost not even in control of his own words. They seemed to emanate from another man, another set of vocal cords.

"That's it you fucking whore, eat your little girls' cunt you fucking filthy bitch. Do you love that tasty slit? Do you love to eat that cunt, you filthy incestuous slut."

"Yes sir, I love to eat my little girl," said Jenny lifting her face momentarily.

"Please sir, please fuck my dirty cunt while I eat my daughter," said Jenny in a sexy drawl. The mother wiggled her own ass lewdly and spread her knees on the soft carpet.

Conrad dropped to the floor beside his wife and lifted his daughters left legs and placed it on his shoulder, and turned his face and sunk his teeth into his daughters' inner thigh.

"Oww, Daddy that hurt!" Clarissa squealed.

Conrad looked up at his daughter and said, "Don't ever complain about what I do, understand?" Conrad then proceeded to bite down even harder leaving a red bite mark in the wake of this on his daughter's soft thigh.

"Yes, Daddy," said Clarissa, holding back the tears as her thigh throbbed after her Daddy's second bite. 

"When I do something to your body, you take it and like it, Clarissa. Your mom does, and complaining only shows you don't trust Daddy's judgment."

Conrad kissed his little girl's boo-boo just as he had for years while she grew up.

"You two slut's are so hot," said Conrad, unable to help being so turned on by what he saw before him.

He watched as his wife inserted her fingers into her daughter's wet hole. He could hear the sloshing of the remnants of his come and her pussy juices, coming form her still tight hole. His wife pulled back her finger to find it covered in slimy sex juice. 

"Oh sir, look at what you put in our baby girl. May I eat it sir?"

"Of course you may," Conrad said as he stroked his slutty wife's blonde hair.

Jenny sucked greedily at the juices on her fingers that she had scooped out of her little girl's cunt hole. It tasted so good she thought; too good not to eat, she thought nastily.

Jenny put her finger back in her daughter's hole and began to pump it in and out gently at first and then as Clarissa began to moan, much faster.

The sex crazed mother, began to use filthy language, knowing from watching her daughter and husband earlier that Clarissa was turned on by it just like her mom was.

'Take Mommy's fucking finger's in that nasty fucking twat, you little teen slut."

Clarissa had never heard her mother use profanity before and gasped as she listened at first and then as her pussy began to throb and drip again, just like earlier with her father, she started to moan and groan with each filthy word from her mom.

"Tell me you love Mommy eating this nasty dirty Daddy fucking twat!" Jenny said, lifting her face for a second from her daughters drooling pussy.

"YES! I DO MOMMY! I DO! PLEASE SUCK IT MORE!" Clarissa screamed out.

Conrad began to worry about the next door neighbors hearing his slutty daughter ranting and calling to her horny mommy to suck her off.

I should tell them to be quieter, he thought. But just as quickly, he dismissed the thought; he was just too turned on.

Instead, Conrad began to join in the obscene banter. 

"That's it you fucking filthy bitch eat that teen cunt, suck it like your life depends on it," said Conrad. 

He began to stroke his stiff cock as he watched and then crawled behind his wife and, grabbing her ass he spread her cheeks wide and leaned down to lick up and down her already slick pussy. Conrad trailed his tongue up and over her tight back entrance, and heard his wife of 22 year's moan loudly into her daughters' cunt.

Conrad knelt between his wife's legs and held his cock in his hand and slid it up and down his wife's slit. He squeezed her ass cheeks and raised his hand and brought it down with a loud thwack. Conrad rained another and another down on his slut wife's ass, first one cheek then the other. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Conrad reached out and grabbed his wife's hair and pulled hard, yanking her head up and shaking it. he then pulled her face up close and kissed her mouth hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth and tasting his daughter's young cunt on her mother's tongue. 

"Keep eating you fucking slut," he said, breaking off the kiss and shoving his wife's smiling face down onto their little girl's cunt.

As Clarissa began to shake with another orgasm, she found that she suddenly an urge to cry and didn't know why. She wasn't sad, but rather than that, was happier than ever in her life. She looked down between her thighs at her beautiful mom and with tears in her eyes then looked up to see her father his face a mask of pleasure staring at her as he pounded hard into her mommy's tight pussy.

"I love you Mommy, Daddy ... oh god oh god!" Clarissa was struck dumb as her pussy spasm-ed again in another orgasm. 

Conrad was beside himself with pleasure as he rammed his hard cock into his wife over and over. He had never felt this close to his sweet ladies as he did right now.

Conrad reached down and under his wife and stroked gently on Jenny's clit as he pounded into her box, all the while he could feel her cunt cream leaking out and dripping on his balls, a sensation he had felt a thousand times before, but which felt, somehow better this time. His wife's cunt clutched and milked his cock now in a constant flexing motion, and he could tell by her moaning and whimpering she was close to an orgasm beyond belief. As he rubbed her clit with one hand he gripped her hip with the other.

He began to ram his wife's wet warm pussy harder possibly than ever before in his life. Conrad held tight and looked up at his daughter's tear stained blissful face and rammed himself deep into her mom's cunt, the same cunt he had watched her come from 18 years earlier. 

Jenny could feel her orgasm building in her stomach, and raised her face from her daughters pussy; as she did she jammed two finger into her little girl quim and fucked her tight box in and out each time her husband slammed his cock into her cunt hole.

"Honey I'm gonna cum! Please sir, make your slut CUM!" screamed Jenny.

"Are you, you sick daughter fucking bitch?" Conrad sneered for behind as he fucked her tight well fucked box. 

"I bet you want to fuck Paul too don't you?" said Conrad.

"Yes I do, I do!" Jenny shouted as she thought about her own son fucking her.

"You want him to be a motherfucker, don't you, you fucking bitch?"

"Please Conrad please; let me fuck my son please!" Jenny's hot motherly cunt twitched as she thought of having sex with her son, as her husband's hard shaft rammed her over and over. 

Clarissa could not believe the things her mom and dad were saying, but she knew that indeed her mom would fuck Paul, and as she thought about it she now knew she wanted that also. She wanted to be this close always. Clarissa wanted to have this pleasure with her parents and wanted her brother to be part of it too.

"Please fuck Paul Mommy, please! Please let Mommy do it, Daddy."

Conrad grinned up at his daughter as he sawed his shaft in and out of her mother's slick wet hole. "Sure I will punkin, sure." Conrad laughed and then groaned as the lewdly obscene picture in his head of his wife fucking her own son began to bring him closer to coming. 

"OH JENNY! YES! I'M GOING TO ... COME!!" Conrad could feel his cock begin to throb in the tight confines of his wife's cunt, but then had a sudden inspiration, and reached down and squeezed his cock hard at the base and slid it out of Jenny's hole with a wet pop. The horny mother turned at once and looked over her shoulder and whimpered like a puppy whose bone had been taken away.

"Conrad no, I want your cum baby," said Jenny.

"You will get your cum you fucking whore," said Conrad with a smirk, "All in due time."

The husband and father, a man who was usually the gentlest of souls, stood up his still rock hard cock in his hand, and grabbed his daughter by the hair.

Conrad dragged the startled teen from the bed and to her knees next to her mother. "Ouch! Daddy no it hurts" Clarissa whined only to feel her Daddy's open hand slap her face and snap her into silence. 

"Did that hurt as well, you fucking cum whore?" Conrad leaned close to his daughter and said this in a low stern voice. His daughter, stunned, shook her head no.

Conrad Hill held his daughter by her long red hair and waved his slick hard cock in front of his daughter. His huge 8 inch cock swayed in front of her as she looked up at her father and obediently opened her mouth and let him slide his cunt slick cock into her mouth.

"Oh fuck," moaned Conrad as he felt his cock slide to the back of his little girl's throat. He felt her swallow as he pulled her hair and forced more of his cock into her face.

Conrad looked down at her and also over at his wife still rubbing her now empty cunt with her fingers frantically. He smiled at his wife and then at his daughter.

'What a pair of fucking slut's I have on my hands. What tramps"

Conrad gripped his daughter's long hair in his hand and began to ram his cock in and out, listening as she fought to not gag on him, not wanting to displease her daddy in any way.

Clarissa felt like she was going to throw up at first, but soon felt her self under control. She felt like such a whore she had never felt this way even in back alley's sucking boys from school, getting practice for this day when she would have her father's cock in her mouth. And now it was even more wonderful and special than she thought it could be. 

She had, had sex with her Daddy and her Mommy as well. She never dreamed it would feel this good to be used, really truly used by someone. Clarissa felt humiliated and exhilarated all at once. She breathed thought her nose as her father now fucked her throat, and reached between her legs and fucked her middle finger in and out of her wet cunt. 

Conrad could feel his whole body begin to shake as he pounded his cock in and out of his little angels' mouth. He knew his cum was on its way and he wanted his girl's to see how nasty he expected them to be from now on. 

As his cock began to jerk in his daughter's tight throat he pulled her off of it and looked down at her, her blue eyes turned submissively up to his.

'Daddy has a treat for his little cum dumpster," he said in a tone of voice Clarissa had never heard before in her life as Daddy's little princess. But she supposed she was still his princess, just another kind of one, now.

"Please Daddy give me my treat." Clarissa smiled up at her father.

"Give your little slut her sweet cum treat, Daddy," said the teen-aged slut at her father's knees. Clarissa's mother Jenny moved close to her young daughter and also gazed up at her husbands prick. 

"Yes dearest, give it all to our baby girl," said Jenny hoarsely.

"I am darling. I am going to give our little girl her treat, but she has to share."

Jenny smiled up at her sexy hubby, and reached up and twisted and pulled on one of her daughters pert nipples with one hand, and on one of her own with her other hand.

Conrad's cock began to throb looking at his two hot sluts kneeling at his feet. He hadn't been so hard in years and he knew his load would dwarf any he had had so far with the girl's. "Here it is you fucking whore, open your mouth wide."

Conrad said, "Tell me what you are. Tell me Clarissa."

Clarissa felt her body shake and could almost not believe the words came from her mouth as she began to speak never taking her eyes from her Daddy as he stroked his cock over her. "I am such a slut Daddy. I am your little girl whore. Give me my treat Daddy." Clarissa gazed up and heard her father groan and then begin to jerk his cock harder.

"Take your father's cum in your mouth you whore!!" Conrad shouted as his cock began to spurt over his daughter's face. It splashed over her face covering her forehead and cheek's until he moved his cock and aimed it into his daughter's mouth.

Spurt and spurt jetted into Clarissa's small mouth her tongue turning white in seconds as her Daddy's cum covered it. She couldn't see her Mommy but could hear her finger's furiously fucking her wet slot, as her husband covered their little girl.

"Don't swallow! Don't swallow, you fucking bitch!" Conrad said as he jacked his load into his darling daughter's slutty mouth. 

As her father shook the last drops from his slowly softening cock into her mouth, Clarissa held her mouth wide open, like a good little girl. She could feel how full her mouth was and looking at her father gazing at her with lust and exhausted pride she knew he was proud of her. She saw her father nod slightly in her mother's direction, and turned her head and looked at her mom still holding her Daddy's load of sperm in her mouth.

"Share your cum with Mommy like a good girl," said Conrad.

Yes please give it to Mommy, please," Jenny said, opening her mouth wide.

Clarissa's Mother crouched lower to make it easier for her little girl and saw her daughter raise up higher on her knees and begin to let the slimy mixture of sperm and saliva and cunt juice slowly begin to drip in a long stream from her mouth down into her mother's mouth. She felt like a filthy whore knowing she was feeding her mother her own father's slimy load from her mouth. 

As her husband's cream slid into her mouth Jenny thought this was the filthiest, most exciting thing she would ever do. And then she almost giggled thinking that she would probably be doing even worse soon, and loving it all. Jenny rolled her husband's cum around in her mouth and then suddenly grabbed her slutty young daughter face and kissed her full on the mouth forcing her mouth open and pushing her tongue into her daughter's mouth. 

Clarissa moaned into her mother's mouth as she felt her mom pass her Daddy's cum back to her, and then she passed it back to her hot mother's lips. Clarissa grabbed her mom's hip's and then slid her hand under between her mother's legs and rubbed her sopping pussy as she continued to tongue kiss and share her father's cum with her horny mother.

'Mommy, I love you," said the young girl breaking the kiss.

"Oh girl's," said Conrad, stroking their hair.

"Yes Daddy?"

"Yes Dear sir?"

Both of his girl's gazed up at him, and he had an urge which he gave into instantly

Conrad gripped a handful of both women's hair and tilted their heads back.

"Open up wide for me," said Conrad firmly.

Both did as they were told and opened their mouths wide and suck out their tongues, Jenny knowing what was coming, and her daughter just thinking Daddy wanted to see if they had swallowed it all.

Conrad leaned down and spit into his wife's mouth and then into his daughters mouth. "Now swallow like the good girl's you both are." Conrad looked down at them.

His wife swallowed immediately and opened her mouth to show the empty cavity, but his daughter looked a little perplexed for a few second's and then slowly closed her mouth and swallowed. 

Clarissa looked sheepishly up at her father. "Was that okay Daddy?"

"Yes it was punkin." Conrad beamed down at his wife who burst out in giggles.

"Your father gets a kick out of that," said Jenny laughing now, "But I don't get it." 

Clarissa began to giggle also as she saw her father drop to his knees and almost collapse on the floor laughing, and then she squealed even louder as she felt her mom begin to lick her face and forehead, cleaning off the rest of her husband's cum from her daughter's face. By the time the sexy mother of two had finished cleaning her daughter's face with her tongue; all three had fallen to the soft carpet, and rolled around hugging each other and laughing.


Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 02



"Maybe we should get cleaned up for dinner?" Conrad said.

"Let's take a shower together," Clarissa suggested.

Jenny threw up her hands though and said, "If we do that I will never get dinner started." At this they all laughed and hugged each other and walked to the bathroom.

*****

Clarissa sat at the kitchen breakfast table and watched her parents go about their morning business just like normal. She thought about the last couple of days and how it all seemed so normal now. She had been sleeping in her mom and dad's bed for the last three night's and Clarissa found it so wonderful to wake in the morning to find herself nestled between her two parents naked bodies.

It had been ten years since she had last done this and, well to say the least, it hadn't been quite the same back then. Then she had just been a kid, and she got mostly comfort and loving warmth from them, whereas now she often found herself falling asleep between them after being fucked by one or both. Last night she had blissfully fallen into a deep peaceful sleep after having her cunt eaten by her mother while Daddy jerked off beside them commenting on how hot they both were, and finally unloading his sticky sperm in both their mouths. But the funny thing was that after that wonderful sex it was still also about comfort and love as she fell asleep in her mother's arms, with her father's hand on her hip gently rubbing until she dropped off to dreamland as Daddy had called it since she was a toddler. 

As Clarissa scooped eggs onto her fork she looked up as her mom poured orange juice in her glass, and smiled warmly at her daughter. It seemed strange to the teen-ager that she could actually fuck her parents and still see them as her mom and dad. She guessed it was a gift they had as parents. They just always made everything seem alright. Like this morning when her dad had gotten up from bed before both women, just as he had always done countless other times. Clarissa sat up in bed as he walked back in fresh from his shower, his semi-hard penis swinging between his legs. Clarissa licked her lips unconsciously and her father seeing this simply stuck his tongue out at her making her laugh suddenly, making her feel like just his daughter again.

Jennifer Hill finished pouring her daughter some juice and walked back to the stove. She rarely sat and ate with her husband and children, very much -- like a lot of mothers -- a grazer, she often ate more while she cooked then after she finished and everyone else was eating. She wore her apron; her favorite which Conrad, her husband had had made especially for her. It said on the front in big green letters on a background of pink (her two favorite colors), "Mom's Cook in Every Room in the House."

Clarissa giggled softly to herself think about how she now knows what Daddy had meant by that when he had that thing printed for her three Christmases ago.

"What's so funny over there punkin?" Conrad Hill asked his pretty daughter.

"Nothing Daddy, I just think Mommy looks so cute in her apron is all."

Conrad looked over to his wife and smiled and now stopped eating to watch her move about the kitchen putting away pans and cleaning dishes.

Clarissa sat and watched her father, and suddenly it occurred to her that she actually found it a simple relief how much her Daddy actually loved -- really and deeply -- her Mommy. It made her feel no guilt whatsoever about what she had done with her father. Always leading up to having sex with him the one thing that had always made her fantasies of fucking her father seem like something she could never do was the thought that maybe her Daddy would find he loved and wanted to have sex with her more than he loved his wife. Clarissa loved her mom and never could have hurt her if she could help it. So finding that her father, in the end, even after fucking his teen-aged daughters' tight pussy, still only had eyes -- at least in his own way -- for his wife, was a deep satisfying relief to the young girl.

Clarissa felt her fathers' hand gently rubbing her back and looked up at him. 

"Penny for your thoughts," said the handsome father.

Clarissa looked at her mom putting the final touches on cleaning up the cooking area after making breakfast for her husband and daughter. "Nothing Daddy, I am just thinking about how great it is that nothing changed because of ...well, you know." 

Conrad thought a moment and looked over at his wife and back to his daughter, and then chuckled a bit. "I suppose it hasn't changed much," said Conrad, "has it."

Jenny Hill walked over to the breakfast table and said, "So what are you two up to today?" Both father and daughter gave her a blank stare. "Well it is Saturday you know."

"Oh, my gosh!" said the teen-ager.

"My god Jenny, with all this stuff I never gave it a thought," Conrad said with a grin. "Do you girls want to do something today? Maybe go on a picnic or something?"

Jenny Hill frowned at her husband of 22 years. "I think a more practical idea is you and me going shopping and Clarissa cleaning her room. Don't you think young lady?" 

Clarissa pouted up at her mother, and said, "But mom—"

Jenny held up her hand and her daughter stopped in her tracks verbally.

"Now I know you haven't been in that place in three days but that doesn't mean it isn't a mess, now does it missy?"

"No Mommy," said Clarissa sulkily.

As her daughter stood up from the table and turned to walk to the stairs leading up to her bedroom, Jenny reached out and pulled her daughter close and hugged her tightly.

She whispered in her ear, "I love you sweetie, but no matter how much sex we have I can't stop being your mother, got it?" Clarissa looked in her mom's eyes and began to break into a happy smile. 

"I got it, Mommy," said Clarissa.

As Conrad watched his sexy young daughter retreat up to her bedroom he found himself looking for the exit strategy that seemed to elude him at the moment. Maybe he could distract his wife and get out before she remembered she wants to go shopping.

"Honey, I think I should take the car to be checked at the shop, it's been making a few funny sounds. So maybe we can do the shopping trip next time." Conrad stood and kissed his wife and turned toward the back door. He felt a small hand grab his arm with surprising strength. 

"Hold on sailor, you aren't getting off that easy. Besides I think you won't mind coming with me to pick out some nice new slut outfits, huh?" 

Jenny Hill knew her husband's weakness for her in sexy skimpy dresses that only she, out of all of the PTA mom's in their neighborhood would dare to wear.

"Well I guess I could let the car slide," Conrad said sliding his arm around his wife's waist, and pulling her close; his hand slipping up the back of her loose blouse.

"Not here sir, please," said Jenny in her submissive slut voice.

She leaned in close to her husband's ear and whispered, "Save it for the dressing room."

"I think I will," said Conrad thinking about the last "shopping trip" they had gone on together.

Twenty minutes later both parents were on their way to the local mall, and the sexy shops that Jenny and Conrad loved to frequent, and Clarissa their young daughter and now lover as well, went about her chores, picking up clothes thrown about her room; folding and depositing them in their proper place.

*****

Clarissa was finishing brushing out her hair, after spending two hours tidying her room up. This seemed like plenty of time to spend on this and thought her mother would think it looked, well at least presentable. Clarissa really wanted to visit her friend Lindsey and ask her if she was really going out with her brother. That of course was what was going around the local kid rumor mill at the moment, and she really hoped beyond hope it was true. Lindsey was a doll and Clarissa's best friend and she thought it would be a dream if she went out with her brother Paul.

Paul Hill pulled into the driveway in his car (his dad's old one he thought to himself) and got out and walked in a foot dragging manor into his mom and dad's home. The house he had called home for 18 years until he had decided the best thing for him was to move away and stay at school, giving him a chance to find his own way as a man. Or as he now thought of that idea: blah blah blah. As Paul walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, finding his mom's leftover chicken soup in a bowl, he thought he must have been crazy to leave home. 'What am I crazy,' he thought, 'I like living here.' 

Paul opened a cabinet and found his old soup mug in it just like always. The young man smiled thinking about his mom bringing him hot chicken soup in bed when he was a kid. Her pretty, smiling face always made him feel better before the soup. Paul took out a ladle and filled his old mug and put it in the microwave and waited for it to beep its message of impending hot goodness. 

Clarissa heard a bit of noise downstairs and smiled to herself, thinking maybe her Daddy and Mommy had returned early; Clarissa could feel herself getting horny again thinking about that possibility. She padded down the steps in her socks and stopped as she caught sight of her big brother standing in the kitchen by the microwave. She almost called to him, wondering what he was doing home; after all he wasn't supposed to visit for another week. But then she stopped, and just watched him. He seemed to be kind of sad she thought, or like he was troubled at least. She knew his expressions like the back of her hand, so she was sure she knew something was wrong. 

Maybe he was going out with Lindsey, thought Clarissa, and now they were breaking up before she had even confirmed they were an item. She hoped that wasn't true; Paul and Lindsey dating would be like having Lindsey as her sister. As the 18 year old looked at her handsome brother she thought, 'Wow, he is kind of hot isn't he?' No wonder Lindsey would be attracted to him. She had always just thought of him as Paul- her brother- a nice boy but still just her brother. But now that she had fucked her mom and dad ... well it seemed that any man -- even her brother -- was fair game. 

Clarissa admired her brothers' tall lean form. He was taller than their father, at least 6' 3" and had broad shoulders and was in great shape from all the weights he lifted at the gym. He took after Mommy with his blonde hair, but was of course on the tall side like Daddy, Clarissa thought to herself, 'I wonder if his cock is as big as Daddy's.' 

Paul took his soup out of the microwave and sat and took a sip, and then went to work with his spoon. He sat back in the kitchen chair and smiled eating his mom's delicious soup. It is just the same he thought to himself. He thought about the nasty food he got living on campus and found his mom's soup even more comforting. Paul put down his mug and stood and walked to his mother's apron hanging by the oven on a hook. He took it down and held it up to his face and he found that under the smell of cooking, he easily made out the sent of his mom's perfume. She smelled so good, the glum feeling son thought to himself, as he held it close to him. 

"Damn, but I want to move back home," said Paul, putting the apron back on its hook. Someone cleared their throat, and Paul turned to see his sister standing in the doorway to the kitchen.

"Umm ... then why not move back?" said the small pretty girl standing before him.

Paul sputtered and then said, "Hey stop spying on me squirt. Just because I say something doesn't mean I ... well ... mean it."

"But if you aren't happy; I know Mommy and Daddy would love to have you back home. I just know it!" The young girl felt herself becoming more excited thinking how it would be just perfect if Paul moved home, especially now. Everything was new and exciting at home, and she knew her mother would be delighted to have her son back in her house, for more than one reason. 

Paul looked at his very sexy sister, in her belly baring shirt and shorts she was quite a sight for sore eyes. He remembered spying on her in her room a couple of times when they were younger, before he moved away to go to college.

"Clarissa, it just isn't that simple. It would be like admitting I can't ... you know, hack it -- on my own I mean. You have no idea what an embarrassing thing that would be for me to say to Dad. I made it very clear I wanted out of the house and all his rules.

"Imagine what he would say if I showed up back at his door with my tail between my legs." 

Clarissa could see that her brother was in a state of distress, and that he was just as sensitive as always. She knew he tried to hide it and act all tough, and macho like a guy as big and manly as he was should act. She also knew, though that it was just an act. Paul was just as much a shy and gentle soul as a man could be. She had to help him make the right choice but first, maybe a change of subject would disarm him and put her sexy older brother at ease.

"Oh Paul, are you dating Lindsey?"

"What? Oh for goodness sake Squirt, what gives you that idea? Lindsey is a kid, just like you, and besides a hot girl like her has a million guys to choose from, so why go out with a drippy geek like your brother?" Paul saw his kid comment stung Clarissa a little, and felt bad immediately.

Clarissa stepped up close to her brother and put her arms up around his neck; standing on her tip toes like a ballerina. She put her head on his chest and felt her small tit's press into his lower chest.

"You are not a drippy geek, Paul. Geek maybe, but not a drippy one," said Clarissa.

"Thanks Squirt," said the startled brother, bringing his hands up his sister's back and hugging her. He found, that this -- in a very pleasant way -- only served to push her soft small breasts into his body even more. The older boy found himself thinking about how she smelled really good, and felt even better in his arms. Paul leaned his face down into his sisters red hair and inhaled her shampoo.

Paul began to become aware of a potentially embarrassing problem, as his penis began to harden slowly but surely. He tried many old standby techniques, including thinking of his schedule of classes and the baseball scores from last night, but nothing was working and he became aware that his sister was groaning and pressing her hips closer to his own hips. Paul reached up almost panicking and tried to take his sisters arms from around his neck, but he found that he could not un-lace her fingers, no matter how he tried. It seemed crazy that his petite little sister seemed to be superhumanly strong all of a sudden. "Please, Clarissa, please let go," Paul begged, "You have to stop."

"I just want you to know you can have any girl," said his sister.

"You made your point honey." Paul felt her fingers loosen but as she put down her hands she dragged them across his chest sending ripples of pleasure through his body, and sending his level of hardness through the roof. Paul felt his cock press against his sister and blushed brightly. "I am sorry, so sorry Squirt, but you shouldn't do that."

"I'm not sorry, big brother," said Clarissa. She looked up at her brother and felt her knees going week almost with desire, she knew the signs of her own arousal, and it felt so good to her to be in her big brothers strong arms. She knew Mommy wanted to fuck him, and planned to find a way to make it happen, but she also knew her Mommy wouldn't be mad if she seduced Paul first. 

Clarissa's cunt already felt wet and as she pressed into her brother she felt her panties sticking to her pussy. Clarissa felt her brothers hands rub up and down her back, even as his mouth moved mouthing words of shock and disgust at her sexual advances. The teen-ager knew her brother was hers as she felt his cock hard against her tummy.

Paul was ready to run, but couldn't get his feet to move and rather than let go of his little sister, he began to slide his hands under her tight midriff t-shirt. His hands on her bare hot skin turned his breathing up a notch. He began to pant as he shook his head but couldn't take his eyes off his sister as he felt her skin. His little sister raised her arms up and almost in a trance he lifted it up and over her head. She wasn't in a bra, and marveled at how incredible and firm they looked. They stood on their own even without a bra; perfect small cones with hard pointy nipples almost sticking upward.

Clarissa reached up and pulled at the back of her brothers head and after a second of resistance felt him give way and let her pull his face down to her chest. Felt him take a stiff nipple in his hot mouth; she moaned as he sucked gently. Clarissa pressed hard on the back of his head. 

"Oh god, Paul, bite it hard for me," said the hot sibling.

Paul could not believe his sister -- Squirt -- was this hot. Her tiny hard nipple felt so sexy in his mouth, and he suddenly found himself biting down on it harder, found he couldn't care less that it was his sister he was chewing on the nipple of. Paul had never been this turned on in his life, and he didn't know if it was because he was making out with, and sucking the tit of his sister, or if it was because he had never been with a girl as hot as this. He knew his sister probably thought her brother was an experienced stud, but that was far from the case, having gone to third base with one girl in his life.

Clarissa was beside herself, feeling her sweet brothers' mouth and teeth on her nipple. 'The other one Paul, please bite the other one," the sexy young teen said.

Paul bit down on her other nipple as he shifted his mouth over, reaching up and taking the first nipples in his fingers and pinching it. 

"Oh Paul please, harder, please. Do it rougher, big brother."

Paul bit down harder and pulled with his teeth, and tugged roughly on the other nipple with his fingers. The young brother found himself twisting his sisters tender red nipple around hard and felt her gasp and moan louder. 

"GOD YES!! PLEASE PAUL, PLEASE!! MORE! MORE!!" 

Paul lifted his face and grabbed his sister's upper arms, and pushed her away, suddenly not feeling any qualms about possibly hurting her. He shook his sister and looked at her face; a mask of lust and arousal. The brother scanned his sister's face and almost didn't know what to make as she seemed to be almost in a sexual trance. 'My god,' he thought, 'My sister is a fucking nympho.' Without thinking he smacked his sister's face. SMACK! He looked at her and saw her breath faster as she smiled up at him after he had slapped her. Paul felt his hand come up, almost on its own and crack across her face again, making a red handprint on one cheek.

Clarissa reached up and felt her hot red cheek, and knew that she was now past caring about what her brother thought. She loved the rough treatment her Daddy gave her sexually, and it seemed that even if he didn't know it Paul was also suppressing his true needs. She knew now that just as she was like her mother and needed a man to dominate her and treat her like a slut, her brother was in his heart like their father; a man who needed to treat a slut like a slut, a whore like a whore. And it didn't mean anything at all if that slut was his wife, or daughter ... or sister.

"Please Paul, kiss me sweet brother."

"Don't say anything!" Paul slapped his sisters' face as he said this.

Paul spun his sister around and bent her over the kitchen table. 

"Take this off," said Paul tugging at his sister's shorts. He reached around and unzipped her shorts and yanked hard almost buckling her knees as he almost toppled her pulling them to her ankles. The strong insanely aroused older brother grabbed his little sister's thin cotton panties and pulled hard tearing them off of her like tissue paper.

"You dirty little cunt," said Paul, running his left hand over her tight ass. His little sister moaned like a bitch in heat as he felt her up from behind. Paul almost could not believe he had called his sister a cunt. But he wasn't sure what was more shocking: that the words had come from his mouth, or that she seemed to love the abusive language. Paul reached out and grabbed her hair and tugged her face around so she was looking at her big brother. Paul reached out and gripped her face between his fingers and leaned close and kissed her hard pushing his tongue inside her mouth and tangling it with her own tongue. Clarissa moaned into her brothers' mouth, and Paul felt his cock throb in answer to her moans, and her insistent tongue on his own tongue. His sister kissed in a hungry, needy way trying to draw him into her own passion.




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 02



It was working, as Paul broke free and reached down and ran his hand over his sister's ass. When he saw her shudder at his touch and arch her back; he brought back his hand and brought it down on her ass cheek. He heard his sister moan throatily. 

"Harder Paul, harder," the petite teen said.

Paul brought his hand back and slapped her ass harder and then brought it down on the other side warming her other cheek. His sister's moans grew, and as he started to slap her ass harder each time he slapped down on it, he began to not even be in control of his own hand it seemed when suddenly he looked up and saw tears rolling down his little sister's cheeks. He stopped the spanking and realized his own hand was stinging, and her small round ass was bright red.

Paul stood and looked at his sister's red almost blistered ass and panted to himself, worried at first he had hurt her to badly. Then he saw the content and happy smile on her face, even as tears streamed down her face. "Thank you big brother," said Clarissa.

Paul was almost back to his senses, and might have stopped the incestuous act, if his sexy little sister had not stood up at that moment and turned and begun to kiss him passionately. Clarissa's tongue squirmed into his mouth and made tight circles around Paul's own tongue. The naked teen-ager began, as she broke their tongue kiss, to kiss her way down her brother's neck, and as she reached the top of his chest she began to un-button his shirt. 

Clarissa kissed her way down her brother's muscular chest; thinking that she had no idea her brother was so handsome. 'I guess you just never think of family that way, usually,' thought the young girl.

Paul gazed down at his sister as she pushed his shirt off his shoulder's exposing his chest and stomach. The still somewhat shocked older brother watched as his little sister ran her pink tongue around his normally hidden six pack abs.

Paul didn't ever remember a girl looking as hot and as into sex as his sister did right now. Paul could feel his younger sister's hand rubbing up and down his now rock hard cock. The young man didn't remember ever being harder than he was at the moment. Clarissa gripped her brother's cock in her hand through his pants and stroked it up and down slowly as she licked and kissed his firm belly.

"Your cock is so hard Paul, it feels so good," said Clarissa looking up at her brother. "I love how it feels in my hand." Clarissa began to unzip Paul's pants.

"Will you please fuck my little mouth?" Clarissa said, looking up at her brother.

Her lips pouted slightly in an almost petulant way, as she looked sweetly up at her older brother, Paul. "Please big brother, fuck my slutty little mouth," said Clarissa.

"Oh Clarissa, this is too much."

"Why big brother?" said Clarissa with a tilt of her head, while continuing to reach into her brother's pants with her hand. Clarissa's eyes widened as she felt her brother's hard and long cock. She thought to herself, this might be bigger than Daddy's.

"Because this is wrong, Clarissa, you aren't supposed to suck your brother's cock."

"Why not?" said Clarissa.

"Because!" Paul said as his little sister pulled his hard cock out in the open.

She slapped it playfully and sensually against her cheek. Paul's cock was at least nine inches long, though maybe just a tad less thick than her father's cock, Clarissa noticed. "Am I not supposed to do this, big brother?" Clarissa took his head between her wet lips and licked his pee hole gently.

"No, you aren't," Paul said, none to convincingly. After he spoke he groaned, and reached down to pull his sister away, but found he could not and simply tangled his fingers in her long pretty red hair. 

Clarissa suckled on the tip of her brother's cock and swirled her tongue around the head and upper shaft. Every once in a few licks she would bring her tongue to bear licking his piss hole and then down the shaft. She looked up at her brother and watched his face as she engulfed more and more of his big cock in her mouth. Lifting her mouth away from his cock for a moment she looked up at her brother and saw him look at her wonderingly.

"Should I keep going Pauly?" Clarissa teased.

"Please."

"Don't beg, tell me. Make me," said the sexy girl at his feet.

Paul tightened his grip on his sister's hair and leaned over and said, "Suck that cock."

"Suck that cock, what?" said Clarissa.

"Suck my cock you fucking bitch! Put it in your slut mouth and SUCK!" Paul felt his hand tremble as he pulled his sister's face to his cock, and felt her mouth slide over it.

Paul couldn't imagine anything feeling better than his own sister's mouth at that moment, and began to pump his shaft in and out of her pretty face. Paul felt his sister gag over and over as he pushed more and more of his shaft down into her mouth. He could see spit dripping down her chin and landing on her small cone shaped tits.

The boy found he didn't care about her discomfort at this moment, and he had a feeling she didn't either. His sister's eyes were glued to his as he fucked her face deeper and deeper, feeling his cock head hit the back of Clarissa's throat.

He looked down at his sister. "Look at me you slut. Open that throat," said Paul.

"NOW!" Paul said as he pulled his cock back and drove it into his sister's tight throat, his cock sliding down into her throat, as she swallowed to let him in. Her eyes bulged as she looked up at her brother with her lips stretched around his cock shaft.

Paul held his cock in her throat until she began to turn red all over her face and then pulled back quickly. His cock popping out of her mouth, and a huge amount of drool hung from his cock to her mouth and he looked down at his sister begin to cough and choke. As she calmed down she looked up at Paul, and where Paul expected to see reproach, was only the expression of an excited slut. 

"Would you like to fuck me big brother?" said Clarissa, sweetly.

"Would I? Of course I would!" Paul said, as all his previous inhibitions fell away.

"Then do it! Make me your fucking slut. Use me Paul! Please! PLEASE!"

Paul was shocked a little by his sisters' words but could no longer deny what he was feeling anymore, and as he stepped back and finished pulling off his remaining clothes, including his shoes, he kept his eyes on his little sister kneeling obediently on the floor watching him with a loving expression on her face. Paul stepped back and considered his options, and then he said, "Get up! On your feet and lay down on the kitchen table."

Clarissa obeyed her brother with a slight squeal of delight. As she lay back she felt so open and exposed to her brother and wanted him to know she was his to do with what he wanted. The teen-ager lifted her knees and bent them to her chest exposing her sopping wet cunt to her big brother's view. The girl could feel his eyes on her and then his breath as well as she looked down between her legs to find Paul pressing his face to her pussy. She felt his tongue begin to part her lips and explore her inner folds gently at first and then more insistently.

Paul thrust his tongue into his sister's tight little hole and tickled her there. 

He looked up between her legs and said, "You love it don't you, you fucking slut?"

"I do, I do. I want to be a whore, and I want your help," said Clarissa, with a slight whimper in her voice. "Please treat me like what I am."

Paul put the palms of his hands on his sister's thighs and pushed his tongue back into her sweet tasting twat. As he ate at his young sister's slick center, he began to dig his fingers into her soft supple thighs. Paul heard her whimper in pain and also in excitement as he could tell she was enjoying his rough treatment as well as his ministrations with his tongue. The deeply aroused brother lifted his left hand and brought it down on Clarissa's thigh. THWACK! Paul felt his little sister shudder and cry out, and then moan softly. Again his hand came up -- this time his right -- and down it came hard on her other thigh. THWACK!! Paul listened as his sister would cry out in pain and then moan with pain induced pleasure. Each time he hit her soft sensitive inner thigh her moans became more and more intense. Clarissa was now grinding her ass on the kitchen table.

"Oh please, Paul. It hurts so nice. I like to be hurt Paul." Clarissa began to moan even louder as her brother began to suck hard at her swollen clit. 

Paul pulled his mouth away for a moment and looked down at the hard pink clit between his sisters' legs; at the wet swollen pussy mound. He then looked up at her desperate and aroused face, and brought his hand up and then down between her legs, slapping her pussy hard. The sound rung in the kitchen, but not as loud as the scream; followed by the sighing gasps of his sister as she thrust her cunt up at him.

Paul immediately jammed two fingers into his little sister and began to fuck them in and out forcefully, while with his other hand he pressed and rubbed her clit. Paul felt his sister push against his hands as he fucked her beautiful box with his fingers. 

"GOD PAUL, GOD!! YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME COME!!" screamed the young girl as her brother manipulated her cunt.

"That's it cum for me Clarry come for me ...!" Paul said, using his childhood name for his sister. It somehow made it dirtier to use that name and it appeared to have an affect on Clarissa as well, as she began to thrash and buck her hips up hard at his hands.

"OH YES, PAUL YES! MAKE CLARRY CUM ... HARD!!! AH AH ... YEAH!!"

Clarissa thrashed about and Paul's hand became flooded by his sister's pussy juice as it ran down his fingers and onto the table. Paul pressed his hand onto her tummy to hold her down and calm her somewhat, as Clarissa moaned and gasped for breath.

Paul stood and looked at his sister and as she began to calm and to turn her eyes up to him, and flash her sweet smile -- the smile he had known all his life -- he slammed his rock hard cock deep into her feeling her tight wet sheath grip and squeeze his cock as his shocked but still horny sister, arched her back and cry out in ecstasy feeling her brother penetrate her box.

Paul pulled back and rammed back in deep, feeling his sister slide over the table from the force of his thrust. Paul pushed his little sister's legs wide and fucked in and out of her wet sloppy cunt with long strokes he knew that he wouldn't last long and didn't care. This wouldn't be the last time he fucked her tight cunt, he now knew.

"Oh Paul, fuck my little cunt fuck it. FUCK IT!!" Clarissa cried out to her brother. 

"OH CLARRY, SQUIRT, I'M GONNA CUM SO HARD!!" Paul felt his orgasm rising and knew it was over for him as he went over the top.

"YES!! YES!! Big brother is coming in your hole—" Paul felt as if he had exploded as his cock began to jet into his sister's sloppy hole, filling her up as he watched her eyes widen as he filled her up with his sperm.

"Oh Paul, cum inside me yes do it big brother," Clarissa moaned with a smile on her face as she felt her brother's cum leak out of her twat and drip down her ass crack.

Paul leaned forward and kissed his little sister on her red lips and then slipped his arms around her and stood up and held her close as he continued to kiss her.

Clarissa's legs circled her brother's back and held her body closer as well. She felt so close and warm and loved she found, and that made her burst with happy feelings. She loved to be sexual and fucking her father and mother, and now her brother was so wonderful as to almost put her beside herself. 

Now that the sex had ended Paul could not bring himself to think of his sister as a whore, but her knew that he certainly would never mind treating her like one from now on. Paul broke off his kiss and sat down in the kitchen chair he always did at home. His beautiful sister was now perched in his lap facing him with her legs draped over his hips; he supported her and looked at her pretty face, and smiled. Paul could already feel his cock beginning to stir all over again. He wanted to fuck his pretty, slutty, whorish sister again; and soon. But a thought was bothering him very much as he looked over at where mom and dad often sat for breakfast. 

Clarissa began to grind harder on her brother and as his cock sprang pleasantly back to complete life she squirmed and reached between her and her brother and grasped his cock in her hand and, raising herself she inserted his already throbbing member into her sloppy cum leaking box. Clarissa's brother groaned as he felt his baby sister's soaking wet but still snug cunt envelope him. Paul gripped her hips and began to bounce her up and down his cock filling her sisterly cunt up deep with each thrust. 

Paul felt his cum squish out around his now newly stiff pole, and he was in heaven except for a thought that was bothering him. He pushed that away though for now as he fucked his hot slutty -- and paradoxically -- sweet little sister.

The two hot siblings fucked in this way for ten minutes before the older brother began to fuck faster and deeper, bouncing his petite little sister up and down harder on his rigid penis. Both brother and sister gasped and came pressing and holding each other close as the older brother emptied his balls into his younger sister's cunt.

"OH PAUL!! CUM IN ME AGAIN!!"

"I AM SIS, I AM!!! OH IT'S SO GOOD!!" shouted Paul as he came spurting into Clarissa over and over until his cum poured down over his balls, and onto the kitchen chair. Clarissa panted and laid her head on her brother's chest.

"Oh my, that is a mess down there," she giggled looking down at the spot her cunt and her brother's cock joined. "We have quite a clean-up big brother," Clarissa sighed laying her head back on her brother's chest.

"I was thinking something like that too," said Paul. "I mean can you imagine if mom and dad found out about this." 

Clarissa looked up at her big brother (bigger in more than one way she now knew) and smiled sheepishly. "You know Paul, about that," she said.

Paul looked at his sis and frowned.

"About what Sis?" he said looking at her funny smile.

"I kind of don't think Daddy and Mommy will be all that upset."

To be continued?



Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 03



Note: It is probably a good idea to read the first two chapters of this story, in order to get somewhat more enjoyment from the tale below. Thank you, PE.

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"How the hell did you start having sex with Mommy and Daddy?" Paul said shaking his head incredulously.

Paul, a tall good looking boy of 20 sat in the jeans and t-shirt he came home in about three hours earlier, talking to his younger sister Clarissa, an innocent but very attractive young girl of 18 with long red hair and blue eyes. Clarissa had a light sweater on over the t-shirt she had been wearing when three hours before the current conversation; she had seduced her brother into fucking her within an inch of her life. She could still feel a flush on her face and though it almost felt like she felt her brothers very large cock still buried inside her cunt. The pair of shorts she now wore was much looser and more casual than the pair she had worn then, and she sat with her knees tightly drawn together, hands clasped together in her lap; she appeared to be the picture of demure ladylike innocence. Quite a contrast to the earlier slutty persona her brother Paul had been exposed to, to say the least. Clarissa loved her brother just as she loved her mom and dad, but she was also a very sexual being, and she had been slowly over the last couple of months been discovering just how much of one she was. It was strange, she thought, to feel like such a slut much of the time, and like plain old former Girl Scout Clarissa the rest. But after talking to her mom, she had found that her mom was much like her: a thoroughly nice person, who was also an insatiable nymph.

"It kind of started with Daddy, and from there well ... it grew," said the young teen.

"Grew? Well I would say it grew alright," Paul said with a smile, as he reached over and patted his sister on the back lovingly. Paul leaned back and laughed and drew his sister down into his arms, holding her snuggly against the side of his chest.

"Sis? ... Did you really suck off a bunch of guys at my school?"

Clarissa looked up sheepishly at Paul. "How did you find out?"

"Well some guys said, 'Hey Hill, we got blow jobs from your sister,' and as you might think would happen, I took a punch at one guy, and called him a liar."

Clarissa grimaced and spoke in a whisper, "I'm sorry. Did anyone get hurt?"

"Yeah, me," said Paul.

"Really," Clarissa said, in an even smaller voice.

"Well there were like five of them and one of me."

"Maybe I should stop that now; you know now that I have better guys to do."

As Clarissa said this, she ran her small soft hand down over her brother jeans and felt his rapidly growing cock jump as her hand passed over it.

Paul grabbed her hand and pulled it away and as his sister pouted up at him he looked at her and spoke in a tone of reproach. "Mommy and Daddy will be home soon, and I don't think we should start anymore funny business right now."

"But Pauly, Daddy and Mommy like this stuff. I know they want to play with us both. Mommy said she wants to see what you have in your pants," Clarissa said in a sexy little girlish voice that only made things worse for the older brother she scrunched up to on the sofa.

Paul sat up more on the couch and using his considerable muscle lifted his petite sister onto his lap and felt her squirm on his, now stiff rod. Paul groaned slightly feeling his sweet little sis's tight firm ass move on his cock. He curled his arms around her.

"You know it's just ... I don't know if I am ready for ... you know, with them."

Clarissa twisted her neck to look at her big brother and saw he still looked a little shy about this whole thing, and looking at him, seeing him feeling that way, just reminded her all over why she adored him as a brother and as a friend. She kissed his nose, and pressed back against his chest.

"You mustn't feel like that Paul," said Clarissa, "Mom and dad make everything seem just so natural, really."

Paul loved his sis but couldn't get the nagging thought from his mind that this was un-natural; it did seem to be the opposite of all he had ever been taught. Even by his parents. But sitting there like that with her warm sexy butt pressed on his lap, it was hard to deny that -- at least right now -- this all seemed so very right, both for him, and certainly for her.

Paul looked at his sexy sister and, unable to help resist, began to caress her firm breasts through her sweater. Her sweet firm breasts caused him to think about his mom's somewhat larger, but no less sexy rack. Paul wondered how many times he had lain in bed thinking about his mom's tits. It was probably hundreds.

Clarissa purred in her throat as her brother felt her tits up. She knew he was going to get worked up once more and hoped he would be ready to make a move on Mommy later.

The teen-aged girl also was still wondering if her brother had a thing for her best friend, Lindsey. Lindsey was the sexiest girl she knew, and also just like a sister to Clarissa, and -- at least she thought so -- the perfect girl for her brother.

"Paul do you think you might still ask out Lindsey?"

'What?" Paul paused his feeling of his sister's tits and looked at her strangely.

"Lindsey, Paul. Would you ask her out now?"

"Clarissa I just fucked you, and you just basically said, 'Oh goody, now I can fuck you all I want,' and you come and ask me if I still want to date your friend."

"Of course I still want you to date Lindsey. Paul just because you fuck me doesn't mean we are getting married. After all the way I see it Lindsey is just right for you, and I like her, and Mommy likes her, and Daddy likes her, so what could be better.

"Look at it this way, imagine if you guys got married and she became part of the family, why then we could all fuck and be one big happy, right? What could beat that?"

Paul listened to his little sisters strange logic, and then sat and stared of into space for a minute, as his brain processed the strange but somehow compelling argument Clarissa made. It was true that he did indeed think of Lindsey as his ideal girlfriend; and in many ways as real future plan making settle down material. He did however find it odd how his sweet little sister just automatically assumed Lindsey would be just totally into living a life of incest and promiscuity. Of course when his sister talked about her best friend she had always seemed able to almost read her mind, in the past. So anything was possible, Paul thought as he rubbed his sisters' chest gently.

The siblings both heard the front door open simultaneously and both jumped and straightened out their clothes to seem as if nothing untoward was going on. To Clarissa this seemed particularly amusing, especially after she had just finished telling her brother how into playing with them both, her parents would be. 

Paul could see his sister stifle a laugh, and flashed his best all natural smile on his face as his mom and dad walked in the house holding several shopping bags while at the same time groping and hugging each other. 

Paul smiled and called out, "Hey you guys get a room!"

The attractive middle aged parents broke apart with a laugh, and dropped their packages; turned and walked over to their kids.

"Paul! Oh baby, it's so great to see you. We missed you," Jenny said to her son.

Paul's father grabbed his hand and shook it as his wife let her son go, and then pulled his son to him and hugged him tight as well. "We really missed you kid," Conrad whispered in his sons ear.

"Thanks dad," said Paul stepping back to look at his father. Paul could help but picture his father fucking his sister, and looked away embarrassed. If Paul had been any other boy his age, his father would have thought something odd, but on the contrary, Paul had always been shy and it seemed just like Paul to be embarrassed by a show of emotion.

"So what brings you home so early? You said you wouldn't visit for another week."

Paul found himself trying to almost think of an excuse, but realized the truth was just that, the truth. Paul over at his mom and saw her discretely take his sister's hand and draw her over to the shopping bags on the floor by the front door.

"Help Mommy bring this stuff upstairs, Clarissa," Jenny said to her daughter.

Paul watched his undoubtedly hot little sister and his equally hot -- he now realized -- mom carry bags up to the second floor, and vanish into the bedrooms.

"So what's the story Paul?" asked Conrad.

"Well, that's the thing ... I think I want to drop going to State, and move back home."

Paul held his breath and watched his father's face. On his father's side, he stared back at the young man blankly, as if he had just said he was leaving with aliens in the morning. "What the heck are you talking about Paul?" Conrad finally said.

"I'm not dropping out of school," Paul continued hurriedly, "I'm just gonna transfer to Lawson, where Clarissa is gonna go."

Paul was taller than his dad, but at moments like this he always felt shorter. He could swear as a matter of fact that he was looking up at his dad right now, and that he was still a skinny ten year old, instead of the muscular 20 year old standing before his old man.

Conrad scanned his sons face and saw the nervous energy coming from him.

'This is going to set you back you know," said the older man.

"I know."

'I don't think you do," Conrad continued, "You have no idea how hard—"

"But I do dad," the young man interrupted. "I know I put you through crap begging you and mom to help me go away to State, but it just isn't comfortable for me there.

"This is sucking big time to admit to you after all that I said, but I was wrong, I don't think I can cut it yet being away from home." Paul stood and exhaled, and watched his father's face.

Conrad, put his hands in his pockets and cracked a smile looking at his nervous son. 

"First: I don't like you interrupting me, got it?"

Paul gulped and nodded. 

"Second: where you go to school is your business, and it isn't disappointing to me that you come home to live. And it doesn't matter whether you go to State or Lawson.

"But let me tell you, you can cut anything you want to cut, and it is not any kind of disgrace to say that you don't think you want to live away from home yet. It isn't that you can't, it is that you don't want to do it. Maybe in a year you will. But you don't have to, and frankly it isn't going to break mom's heart if you want to move home."

Paul hadn't been this relieved in his life. He exhaled and gave his dad a grin, and then heard feminine laughter come from upstairs, and looked up as did his father, and wondered what was so funny.

His dad wondered also.

What was so funny?

Clarissa had finished telling her mom that she had fucked Paul before her and her father had gotten home. Jenny Hill was tickled, and completely happy as she hugged her daughter to her chest and laughed, until her daughter's serious face also cracked and she began to giggle as well.

Clarissa pushed her mom away at arms length. "Mommy you can't say anything to Paul!" said Clarissa with a pout.

"And why not?"

"Well ... he still is kind of ... spooked about it all."

Jenny Hill thought a moment as she looked at her daughter, and then thinking about the horny story her little girl had just told of her brothers sudden transformation into a dominant male, she realized, at least in this case, that mommy knew what was best.

"Don't worry, honey, everything will work out in the end," said Jenny, patting and rubbing her daughters back in a maternal way.

Clarissa melted into her mom and kissed her full lips, slipping her tongue into her mother's mouth for a moment to feel her warm tongue on her own. Clarissa moaned slightly as she parted her lips from her mother, and her mom turned her around and swatted her on the ass playfully.

"Go tell your dad I told him to give you a lift to Lindsey's house," Jenny said. "And let him know I am not going to allow him to just loan you the car, not after your last fender bender." Jenny handed her daughter two twenty dollar bills from her purse, saying, "Pick up some Chinese food for you and Lindsey, she never can get to Yin's, and she loves it. And get your dad to stay and keep you and Lindsey, company, and have dinner with you. He is starving."

Clarissa looked back at her mother; an offended look on her face, and then as her mom smirked back at her, she thought she saw a plan behind her words.

"Oh but Mommy, whatever will you and Paul do all alone?" Clarissa teased turning and swirling her hair around her pretty face and wiggling her tight little round ass at her sexy mother. Jenny called, "Don't sass me young lady." The mother of two admiring her daughters retreating ass, as the young girl all but skipped to the staircase.

Fifteen minutes later Paul found himself sitting and watching TV alone, as his father was hustled out of the house under full protest that he was hoping to have a civilized dinner for once with his family all together, and what the hell is the big deal about him having to cart his daughter -- an 18 year old woman -- all the way across town to see HER girlfriend. Clarissa's response was that mom had given her money and they could all have a dinner party like when they were little girls and Daddy would take both girl's to Yin's Golden Dragon restaurant. 

In one way Paul was not un-happy to see his dad leave, because although he was very cool about Paul moving back home, the younger man still felt funny about it all.

Paul flipped through one channel after another and settled on the MLB network and a report about the pennant race. Absent mindedly the young man began to multi-task in the way only kids could, his father always said, as he picked up a book he was reading from the coffee table, and began to read, and keep an eye occasionally on the MLB report. Paul at some point put his feet on the coffee table and turned his head to look around the living room, wondering if mom planned to start dinner anytime soon.

It had been some time since Paul had, had his soup back when we arrived, and he felt a slight rumble in his stomach. 

Paul stood and walked in the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Lots of food, but nothing he felt comfortable putting together. This was of course the occupational hazard of having a mom who was a home-maker, and always did the cooking. 

He vaguely found himself wishing he had spent more time in the kitchen like his sister had as a kid. 

"MOM!" Paul called out in the general direction of the ceiling.

The boy walked closer to the staircase. "Mom! Are you going to be making dinner soon!" called Paul, listening for some sign she had heard him.

Paul began to climb the stairs and at the top he could hear his parents shower running. Paul thought he must have sounded like a spoiled brat a moment ago, and was kind of glad his mom hadn't heard him. Of course the next thing he heard was his mothers voice from her bathroom call over the shower noise, "Paul, Mommy will be out in a minute, then I'll go fix you something after I get dressed!" 

As Paul's shoulders slumped he walked over to his bedroom and slipped into his and Clarissa's bathroom and turned on the shower. He looked about and saw that Clarissa sure had made it a VERY girly place indeed since he had moved out. Well, Paul thought to himself, I guess I can fix that eventually. The young man slipped into the shower and thought about the day, and some of the, incredible things already having happened.

Not only had he broken the news to his parents that he was moving back home, but he had fucked his sister, and discovered that she was fucking with his parents as well. He thought that -- at least -- made his other momentous news seem rather like no big deal. The young man also could not figure out his reaction to his sisters love of rougher treatment, and how he had fallen right in step talking to her in filthy terms, and yet strangely going right back to normal right after they came down from their erotic high. In his mind Paul had always thought that guys and gals who liked rough sex and dominance and submission play were ... well kind of just a bunch of weirdo's. Now that he had found his own sister; and his mother and father, all liked this ... well who knew what was and wasn't weird. His own turn on by being rough and dominant toward his sis had been almost overwhelming.

Thinking about the things he had discovered that day began to make him feel horny all over again. It made him wish his sister was still home and not out with dad and Lindsey. Paul absently stroked his thick hard shaft, and as he looked down he pictured his sister on her knees sucking his 9 inch cock into her small throat.

The young man let go of his meat and shook his head and rinsed and took a towel and dried his body. Wrapping the towel around his waist he padded to his room next door.

Paul certainly was glad his mom had preserved his bedroom like Washington's birth place now, he thought as he walked in. She had turned out right when she had said, 'You never know when you might want a nice soft bed and a home cooked meal."

Paul looked up at his full sized bed and his eyes fell on his mother sitting naked on his bed; her legs were crossed, but she leaned back on her hands thus thrusting out her 36c tits. She smiled in a warm and friendly -- though decidedly un-matronly -- way at him. Her long blond hair was brushed straight and fell down her back behind her, and it shined in the low bedroom lights. Paul noticed that even at her age (42) her tummy though evidencing a slight bulge, was still soft and firm looking. It was the kind of tummy that on a woman invites kisses and touching. 

"Hi sweetie, do you like how Mommy looks?"

Paul felt like he was standing in quicksand and realized with a start he was about to sit down on the floor, and stood back up. He blinked, and shook his head, as if he was seeing a figment of his imagination, and it would soon disappear. 

"Well? Do you?" his mother asked in her sexy purr.

Paul felt his cock poking out the towel around his waist and looked down.

'That's okay, Mommy just got her answer sweetheart," said Jenny.

Paul grabbed his rebellious cock and tried to shove it back under the towel, as he watched his mother stand and walk toward him. He now saw that like her daughter Clarissa, his mom had a smooth pussy mound and cunt. She walked up to him with no shame or embarrassment, and this only made her son more nervous.

The woman stopped in front of her son and dropped to her knees before him and gazed up at his face and said, "Its okay honey, Mommy knows you fucked Clarissa."

"Can't she keep her mouth shut," Paul sputtered.

"No she can't. That girl is a slut, just like her mother," Jenny said shaking her head. She reached out and pulled away his towel, and began to stroke his shaft in her warm hand. Paul looked down at his sexy naked mother, still in shock but rapidly beginning to warm to her touch.

Jenny looked up and said, "Now use Mommy like a fucking whore. You know you want to, don't you. Use me like a fucking back alley slut, just like you did to your sister."

Paul's shaft began to throb as her filthy words overwhelmed his consciousness. He couldn't reconcile his mother as this filthy whore kneeling on the carpet. In a way it was harder than the discovery he had made with his sister. But as his heart pounded he reached out and grabbed his mothers face in his hands and pulled it toward his cock, her mouth opening wide as he jammed her face down his shaft. 

Paul felt his cock slip down her throat, and heard the same lewd gagging sounds he had always heard girl make in the most raunchy porno tapes. He tightened his grip as his mother looked up in his eyes and seemed to almost smile around his shaft, like an experienced whore. He began to pump and fuck his own mother face harder and harder not caring about the consequences or if she could breathe, he knew unconsciously that she was fine with all he did, and could stop him anytime if she wished.




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 03



But she did not wish, and as he fucked his mother's face she moaned around his throbbing cock, and expelled copious amounts of spit and saliva, which dripped down her chin, as he stretched her jaw around his cock. His mom's nose hit his groin on every downward push and as he pulled her head back she looked up sending him love notes with her eyes as he rammed his shaft back in his mothers' mouth. He could feel his cum rising and knew immediately where he wanted it and gripped his mother's hair in one hand and pulled his cock slowly out of her throat; it popped out with a long strand of thick saliva connecting his cock to her lips and chin.

Paul's mother looked up at him as the messy stringer snapped, and gasped for breath as her son held her long blond hair in one hand and stroked his cock in his other.

"Oh god Paul, oh god, are you going to cover Mommy's face?" she gasped up at her son as he jerked his cock. "Are you gonna cum in Mommy's face like she is a filthy whore in a dirty back alley? Oh please Paul, do it to Mommy."

This filthy talk from his mother was more than he could take and he began to groan and moan as his cum rocketed up his shaft and burst into his slutty mother's face.

"YES MOMMY! YES TAKE IT YOU FUCKING FILTHY WHORE!!" screamed the young man as his cum sent spurt after spurt into his mother's pretty face.

In two spurts she was covered by the time his fifth had come out, his mother was a cum covered mess, her face shiny and streaked white.

Paul collapsed back against the wall, and watched as his mother scooped up cream from her cheeks and chin and fed it into her mouth.

"Mmmm, Paul. It tastes so good baby. Mommy loves her little boys cum," Jenny purred up at her son. Paul watched and then after she had cleaned her face he offered his cock to her for cleaning and she happily sucked and slurped and his shaft almost bringing him back to life. 

'That's it you fucking pig, clean your sons cock," Paul found himself saying, surprising himself with the nastiness of his comments. But his mom continued cleaning him and smiled up at him on hearing his dirty words.

Paul could see his mother's hand was between her thighs and that her inner thighs glistened with pussy juice. She was frigging her cunt; a finger deep in her nasty box he saw. Paul thought to himself, that box she is playing with is the same place he came from as a baby. He found he could easily think of her as the woman who had kissed him goodnight all those years growing up, and also as this wanton whore on her knees digging deeply into her twat with her fingers.

"Please baby, Mommy is so, so hot. Can you eat Mommy?" said Jenny, looking up into her sons eyes. "Mommy is such a filthy whore. She really needs her baby boy."

His mother's words completed the process of bringing his cock back to hardness. Paul reached down and grasped his mother long hair and began to walk, he began to drag her across the floor to his bed, and he listened as she squealed in both excitement and pain. He thought she was starting to sob but he also could hear her words.

"Oh! God yes, oh god yes ... hurt Mommy Paul, punish her for being a bad girl." Paul looked down and saw tears stream down her face and almost let go but then his mom smiled a tearful smile up at him and said, 'Thank you baby, thank you."

Paul did something then that yesterday, would never have been in him to do, as he lifted his mother by grabbing her under her arms and throwing her down onto his bed like a bag of laundry. 

"Open those fucking legs you fucking whore!!" Paul yelled at his mom as she cowered on the bed but quickly complied, spreading her legs wide and lifting her knees to her chest. Her son drew his hand back and slapped his mother's cunt as hard as he could, the sound of his slap making a ringing sound in his bedroom.

"OOOWWWW!!!!" His mother cried out. "Oh Paul, oh Paul, thank you, Mommy is so bad. Thank you, baby." 

"You are you fucking slut, you really are a bad girl," said Paul, as he looked down at his mother's cunt. A red handprint showed on her pussy mound, and as he reached down he found it an incredible turn on to see his mother flinch, not sure he was going to strike her again. Paul smiled up into his mom's face and began to gently run his finger all over his mother's soaked pussy and cunt. He worked his finger into her slit and began to fuck her box with it very vigorously. Paul slid a second and then a third into his mother's cunt hole and fucked her hard and fast rubbing the top of her slit with his other hand, uncovering her hard pink clit and rubbing it hard and fast as he finger fucked her box. 

The wanton mother moaned lewdly as her son fucked her slot. 

"Paul. Oh Paul ... Mommy loves this ... oh ... so much!" Jenny moaned.

Paul watched his mom writhe and squirm as he fucked that warm wet box he had his fingers in, and leaned close and sucked her clit hard between his lips and gently bit down pressing his teeth to the sensitive nub. Jenny thrust her hips up at her son, moaning as she did. 'Oh Paul ... eat Mommy out you motherfucker, eat me!!" Jenny's head twisted from side to side as she screamed and cried out in pleasure under her sons' mouth and tongue and fingers.

Paul pulled out his wet fingers and slurped at the slimy sticky mom juice on his fingers, as he now thought of it. He had never looked at his mom as a sexual being, but he now saw she was overwhelming in bed; an insatiable bitch in heat. No wonder his dad had never strayed in all their years of marriage. This slut was a husbands dream; and now a sons dream as well.

Paul sucked hard at his mom's clit and shoved his fingers (three) deep and up into where he knew the G-Spot lay, and felt her stiffen and stop breathing for a moment. For a second Paul worried he had hurt her badly, and then suddenly his mother began to thrash and scream.

"OH MY GOD PAUL!! YES ... NNGGGHH ... MOMMY'S COMING!!!"

"YES SUCK MOMMY'S HOT CUNT ...!" shouted the insatiable mother.

Paul felt hot juice squirt out and splash his chin as he tried to swallow as much of his mother's juices as he could. He slurped loudly at her maternal opening and found himself filled with love for this hot beautiful woman he was sucking out. He thought at that moment, how no sex could be better than sex with someone you really and truly love like a mother; or a sister. The squirting slowed and stopped as he sucked his mom's beautiful twat and drank her juice lovingly. Paul reached up as his mother quieted down; now only twitching now and then in pleasure. He cupped and squeezed her tit's and pinched her nipples gently, twisting them until he heard her begin to gasp and groan again, and knew his mom was close once more to coming.

"Oh baby, it's too much, too much ..." his mom mumbled.

He felt his mom stiffen and begin to shake once more and a sweet taste once more fill his mouth up as he sucked at a more leisurely pace on his mom's cunt juice.

"Oh ...oh ...oh ... Paul you're such a good boy for Mommy," sighed Jenny as her orgasm gently overcame her. 

"You are such a good slut for me Mommy," said Paul, turning himself on with his words. "How could anyone have a bigger more wonderful fucking slut for a mom than I do, Mommy?"

Jenny smiled down at her son nestled between her thighs. 

"Such a good boy," said Jenny. "Do you think you can fuck Mommy?"

"What do you think, Mommy?" Paul smiled at his sexy mother.

Paul stood and surprised Jenny by walking out of the room. 

She lay with a bemused expression on her shiny face watching her son leave the room, but did not move a muscle, thinking he must be coming back. She had never had a man she had asked to fuck her just leave and not return to her for his wet reward between her legs. 

After about a minute or so Paul walked back in carrying a damp cloth and a small face towel. The young man sat next to his naked, sexy mom, and he began to gently wipe her sticky face. Jenny felt the warm cloth and smelled a slight sent of soap as well, and almost started get choked up thinking what a good boy she had raised; and yet also a hot sexy man as well. After he had cleaned her pretty face Paul dried his mom's cheeks and leaned close and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

Paul stood, setting aside the cloth and towel, and turned back to his mother.

"Are you ready to be your son's fuck toy," Paul smiled and continued, "Well, ready to be used by your son?" Jenny reached for her son's penis, and squeezed it in her small soft hand, and looked up into his eyes.

"Yes baby, please make Mommy do any nasty thing you have in your heart to do. I want to be your fucking dirty whore. Would you like Mommy as your whore, baby?"

Paul looked down at his mother and began to breathe harder as she tugged at his rapidly stiffening shaft. "Yes, I do Mommy," said the young man.

"I want you as my filthy whore," Paul breathed.

"Do you? Do you really want me?"

"Yes I want you, you fucking bitch." Paul grabbed his mom's hair and pulled shaking her head, and causing her to let go of his cock, while at the same time giggling and whining all at once. "Oh god Paul. My fucking ... god, yes son!" Paul's mother shook all over; she felt her stomach knot and unknot, thinking about her sons cock sliding into her hole. She thought, about him pushing his shaft in and out of the same hole he had emerged from 20 years ago, and began to pant hard, like she was a bitch in heat.

"Please baby, please. Don't make Mommy wait for it." Jenny cried as her eyes began to tear up while she gazed up at her son.

Paul felt a wave of sorts come over him and leaned close to his mother's face and suddenly yelled right into her face. "DON'T YOU EVER TELL ME WHAT TO DO IN A FUCKING SEXUAL SITUATION YOU FUCKING CUNT! UNDERSTAND?!"

Paul shook his mother by her hair as she closed her eyes against his words. Tears leaked from under her eyelids and rolled down her cheeks.

"Yes sir, I understand," Jenny whispered up at her son, with her eyes tightly shut. Jenny knew what would come next if her husband had been with her doing this, and she hoped her son took after his father in the same way that her daughter took after her.

Paul reached back his hand and slapped his mother across the face, a red handprint forming on her pretty face. As his hand had struck his mother Paul had released her hair and as his hand thwacked against her face she fell back on the bed sobbing louder than ever. Paul himself was stunned; he looked down at his mother and in that moment he felt he was going to fall to his knees and beg forgiveness, but as he was about to do this, something else stunned him more than his own actions.

Jenny Hill had rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide showing her son her moist hot cunt, she reached between her legs and spread her lips wide, and as she did this she spoke, "Oh god Paul, please forgive Mommy sir, please. Please sir, Mommy loves you so much." As Jenny spoke her every word or so was interrupted by a loud sob, as she professed her submission to her son.

Paul looked between his incredibly sexy mother's legs and stared at her cunt held wide open by her fingers. She glistened in the room light, her juice dribbled out of her twat and slide down her ass crack as Paul watched this obscene display. As he watched it Paul realized he had never been more turned on than at this moment. That fact alone -- that she was his mother - would have been enough to turn him on. But he also found much to his surprise, that his having hit her and her subsequent submissive behavior, coupled with her tears, her cries and her begging, also were unbelievable turn-on's.

Paul reached down and rammed a finger into his mother's tight wet cunt hole, and twisted it feeling her silky insides, rubbing her tunnel with his finger. He thought about how he was going to live out a fantasy -- a fantasy that until today he had not really known he had -- tonight, unlike any other he could imagine. Paul fucked his finger in and out of his mother's cunt hole slamming it hard. He thought, yes he was going to pound this twat hard and tonight she was his slut not his mom. 

Paul heard his mother screaming and looked down to see her shaking and grinding her cunt down on his fingers, her head shaking from side to side as she moaned louder than she had before. Paul watched his mom as she came once more, as her breath came ragged and she called out to him in a tearful voice. Paul looked at his finger fucking his mother's cunt, and saw that at some point he had jammed all four fingers into her slot.

The young man pulled his sopping fingers from his mother's cunt with a loud slurp. He watched her as she seemed on the verge of collapse; she moaned and spoke to her son between gasping breaths.

"Oh god Paul, my baby boy Mommy loves her boy so much." Jenny laid back her breasts heaving up and down as she looked up to see her son -- her flesh and blood boy -- suck her juice from his fingers hungrily.

"Do you still want me to use you for my fuck toy, Mommy?" said the horny young man. "Do you want your own sons' cock, you fucking slut?"

"Yes baby boy, please fuck Mommy like she needs," said Jenny, "I'm begging."

"Tell me what you are Mommy, tell your own son," said Paul almost beside himself with lust now.

Jenny looked up at her son and ran a finger up into her twat, and swirled it around and brought the slimy juice to her lips to suck it off. "Mommy is a whore," she said.

"Mommy is your fucking slutty whore. A dirty cum dump designed to take men's cum in her," she said reaching back down to her twat and sliding a finger into her hole again, "Or on her." Jenny brought hr finger again to her lips and sucked her sweet thick juice. A tremble ran through Jenny Hill's body as she looked up at the man that she knew would soon be slamming his now rock hard shaft into her, and realized that this was her own son. The baby boy who had suckled at her breasts, and she had held in her arms when he skinned a knee, comforting him with her love and soft motherly caresses.

Jenny shuddered again as her son said, "You fucking slut, I'm going to fuck the shit out of that nasty twat. Do you know that Mommy?"

"Yes sir, son," said Jenny in a whisper.

Paul grabbed his mom's ankles in his strong hands, and pulled. His mothers round ass slid to the edge of the bed and he spread her legs wide. Paul heard his mom moan and whimper slightly as he pressed his cock head to her pussy lips.

"Please ... oh please, Paul." Jenny was beside herself now with lust, as she begged like a wanton slut for her son to fuck her. Paul slid his cock head back and forth between his mom's pussy lips, soaking in her thick pussy juices.

The horny mother moaned, "Oh Paul, please put more in Mommy. I need it."

Paul pressed his thick cock head into her slot and watched in total fascination as his cock slipped past his mom's lips into her folds, and up inside her hole.

"AH! YES! DO MOMMY, PAUL!" Jenny cried out to her son.

She couldn't believe how hot she felt knowing her son was sliding into her cunt. Jenny Hill couldn't have stopped fucking her son if the whole world walked in right now. Her head shake from side to side, and her eyes fell for a moment on a photo on top of her son's dresser. It was a picture of him in his Little League team uniform, with Jenny kneeling next to him, with her arms around her shoulders. The horny mother focused on that picture a moment and thought about how depraved she was, and about how she didn't care. 

Paul saw his mom looking at the old picture and slid more of his cock into her; he slid his shaft in slowly so he could savor her. The feeling of her tunnel wrapped around his shaft, the silkiness of her cunt walls, and the way her muscles seemed to clasp his cock. The young man saw his mother turn back to look up at him, a desperate expression on her face. She seemed to beg, and he knew with a sudden lurch what she was begging for. With a moment of ESP like clarity, he smiled down at his mom and reached down and wrapped his large hand around her throat. He squeezed gently at first and as his cock bottomed out in his mother's tunnel, and she breathed out a sigh, he began to slowly fuck his cock in and out of her. He would just barely tighten his grip on his mother's throat with each successive thrust into her depths.

Jenny felt her baby boy begin to choke her. She was amazed that he was doing it just as her husband -- the boys' father -- would have. He slowly tightened his grip as he fucked her. Jenny's cunt was soaked and she could make out wet slurping sounds coming from between her legs as she gazed up at her fucking son. His grip had become tight enough that her ears were ringing now, when suddenly he released his grip on her neck and grabbed her with both hands by the waist and hoisted her off the bed with all his strength, his cock still buried inside her hole. The boy began to lift his mom's hips and crash them back down over his shaft slamming his hot hard cock, into his mom's wet tunnel. Jenny by now had wrapped her legs around her son's waist and could hold her weight up to look down between their bodies to watch her boys' beautiful cock slam into her box.

Paul's balls were soaked with his mother's cunt juice as he pounded her from this standing position. He could have stayed this way, but Paul had other plans.

Paul turned his back to his bed and sat down with his mother still impaled on his cock. She yelped as he sat and his shaft was rammed tight up inside of her slot.

"Oww, Paul, oh god, Paul, keep fucking Mommy!" she shouted at her son.

The young man lay back and before his mother could begin to pump her hip up and down and fuck him from above, he rolled her over pinning her beneath his body.

"Oh yes! Oh Paul, fuck me like a fucking whore Paul baby!! Please!" Jenny cried. 

Paul began to pump his cock in and out of his mother pussy, listening to it making wet sucking sounds. He supported his body on one hand and with the other he gripped his mom by the neck pressing down and with his weight just barely. He squeezed and as his mom's face reddened he knew he was partially cutting her air and blood supply. 

He looked in her eye and saw the delirious lustful expression, and knew she was about to come, from both his fucking and this rough treatment. His hand choking her was turning her on he could tell, as he looked in her eyes, seeing her beg for more he began to squeeze harder.

Jenny was insane with lust. She loved her husband to choke her, but he only rarely did it, and to share this with her boy was ... there were no words. Jenny could feel her face hot and her head light; her cunt was on fire, so close, so ready to give her a pleasure she would remember for years to come. Her pussy began to spasm, and she opened her mouth to cry out as she began to cum hard. She knew her pussy juice was squirting out around her sons' shaft, and that she was feeling the pleasure of intense orgasm, but she could not scream. She could not get the air to do it, instead she made a strangled gasping sound in her throat, and knew she was blacking out, as she felt her baby boy swell inside her cunt and knew he was emptying his balls in her.

Paul watch his mom's face as her lips opened to emit a gasping sound and bubbles formed at her mouth. he knew he was beginning to cum, and pulled his hand from his mom's throat and watched, as he jetted her cunt full of his sperm, her face begin to regain it's color. Paul cried out in pleasure as his cum overflowed his mother's cunt and dripped down her ass and over his balls, mixing with her own sticky juices. His mother was shaking and twitching, as she coughed and choke slightly. Paul's mom was breathing heavily, but looking up at her son as he finished coming in his mother, and smiling her love into his eyes.




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 03



"Oh my god, Paul," Jenny finally said, "That was amazing. You made Mommy feel so good." Jenny continued to breathe heavily, and Paul watched his mom's breasts going up and down. 

Noticing his attention, Jenny giggled and said, "Would Mommy's big boy like to suck on her tits?" 

Paul nodded and collapsed next to his beautiful mother and rolled onto his side and took one nipple in his mouth. Jenny smiled and rubbed her cons back as he suckled hungrily on his mother's hard supple nipple. "That's Mommy's baby, suck Mommy's nipple honey," cooed Jenny happily. 

Paul found himself amazingly happy, and began to rub his mommy's other nipple and then to twist and pull at it gently, and then somewhat rougher, as he continued to suck her other nipple. The horny mother fucking young man felt his mom began to pant again, and saw hip leg squeeze tight and her hips begin to move seemingly on their own.

Paul could feel his mom gasp louder as he twisted her nipple, and on a whim, he bit down on the one he was suckling.

Jenny twisted and moaned in her sons grip. "Oh god, bite Mommy's tities, Mommy is such a fucking whore, and you know just what she needs don't you?" moaned Jenny.

Paul swung his knee between his slutty mother's thighs to hold them open and reached down and plunged his fingers into her slit. He felt the thick mixture of his cum and his mother's, and scooped some out of her cunt and brought it up to her face. 

When his mother saw this she leaned forward on her elbows and sucked greedily on her sons fingers. His mother's slurping sounds seemed to bore into his head and send messages of sexual heat to his organ. Paul felt his cock begin to harden again, and his mom smiled up at him and said, "Gosh you younger men do have that going for you don't you?" Paul blushed at the naughty compliment about his sexual prowess, and then returned to assaulting his mom's breasts.

Her son twisting and biting and sucking on her tits was turning Jenny on so much she felt as if she had not even had sex yet, despite the fact they had been going at it some time. 

"Do you want to fuck Mommy again baby?" Jenny said thickly.

"Yes Mommy, I do, and I think I will," said Paul, lifting his mouth form his mom's nipple, and leering at his sexy slutty mother.

"Do you want Mommy's ass, Paul? Do you want to fuck me there, like Daddy does sometimes." Jenny watched her sons' reaction, and was pleased to see him getting even hotter. Paul pulled his mom's face up to his and pressed his lips to hers and then began to push his tongue into her mouth, moaning into his mother's mouth as he kissed her. Paul's tongue danced with his mom's, and he kneaded her breasts as he tongue kissed his sexy whorish mother.

Pulling his mother's head back he guided her down his body and she instinctively took his cock in her hot mouth, sucking wildly on her sons' shaft. 

'Get that cock wet, you slut, so I can slam it in your asshole," growled Paul to his mom. He began to guide her face up and down as he lay back and watched the horny older woman suck the cock he offered to her greedily.

Jenny popped her boy's cock from her mouth and purred, "Do you want to fuck Mommy's dirty asshole honey? Do you want to ram this cock in me and split me wide open?" Jenny looked at her son with a lewd expression on her face, and was delighted when he moaned in response to her question.

Paul pushed his slutty mom away from his cock and said, "Get on your knees you fucking dirty slut." As his mom knelt with her ass up and her elbows and face pressed to the bed, Paul spanked her ass cheeks twice on each side, causing his mom to jump and moan in appreciation. 

"Paul, please hurt Mommy. Spank me, I am such a bad fucking whore," said Jenny, her voice cracking as she began to tremble once more in anticipation of her sons cock rocking back and forth in her asshole.

Paul cracked his hand across his mother's ass again, once; twice; three more times on each side. Her ass glowed and Jenny felt it, indeed her son hit her just as hard during sex as her husband did, and she whimpered in divine pleasure, while at the same time crying tears that dripped to the bed, leaving her face lying in a tear stained spot.

Paul knelt behind his sexy moms' ass and spread it open, and leaned down and ran his tongue up from her cunt slit all the way to her tight brown rear opening. Paul began to run his tongue around her asshole and then pressed it to her opening and pushed his tongue in. Paul could not believe he was tonguing his mother's ass, but he found himself going crazy sucking her tight asshole.

The young man could feel his mother's asshole begin to relax and the tight fit around his tongue loosen; he thought it was obvious that mom and dad had done this many times, and was proud to be doing something his dad usually did for his Mommy.

Paul lifted himself and grabbed his hard cock and pressed it to his mothers' now wet asshole, and felt his mom push back at him, moaning as she did so, "Oh god, fuck my ass Paul. Fuck Mommy's slutty ass for her."

"Mommy, I am, I'm going to fuck your ass you fucking dirty cunt," Paul was shaking now as he pushed hard sending his cock head into his mom's asshole.

He heard a pop, and then he slid in deep, unable to help himself he began to ram her hard almost at once.

Jenny fucked her ass back at her son, loving his hard cock unmercifully fucking her ass. He was giving it to her the way she loved it back there: hard and fast.

"FUCK MOMMY'S ASS PAUL. FUCK IT HARD BABY!! MOMMY LOVES IT THAT WAY!" Jenny was ramming her soft motherly ass at her son as she screamed in pleasure. 'THAT'S IT BABY RAM MOMMY'S TIGHT FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

Paul reached down and yanked on his mother's long blonde hair pulling her head off the bed. His mother felt as if he was pulling her hair out by the roots he tugged so hard, but it only served to turn her on more.

"OH! OH! YES! FUCK MOMMY'S DIRTY ASS HARD!" 

"TAKE IT YOU CUNT! TAKE MY COCK IN THAT ASS YOU FUCKING SLUTTY CUNT OF A MOTHER!!" Paul answered back as he slammed his meat deep in his mother's bowels.

Jenny reached between her legs and frigged her clit furiously as her son rammed her ass ever harder. "OH! OH! MOMMY'S COMING PAUL!! OH YES! YES!" the sexy mother began to shake and scream as her orgasm overtook her. Jenny's cunt dripped juice down her thighs and onto the bed as she shook in orgasm under her sons' assault.

As Paul's mom screamed out her orgasm he felt his own building and he slammed her ever harder feeling his cream begin to rise and erupt in his mother's asshole, filling her bowls.

Paul began to match his mother shouting abuse at his sexy slutty mother.

"I'M COMING MOMMY!! YES TAKE IT YOU FUCKING CUNT!" shouted the young man as his come erupted in his mother's asshole.

"OH GO OH GOD! MOMMY! YES!! ... YES!!" Paul found he could not stop coming and for what seemed an hour, but must have been a few seconds he continued to fill his mom's ass with warm sperm.

Jenny could feel her boy's hot cock slip out of her anus, and some of his deposit of cum leak out. As her son feel down beside her she leaned over him and took his dirty cock in her warm loving mouth and suckled gently 'til he was clean and pink. She could feel his eyes on her and peeked up at him watching her clean his cum and her ass off his cock, and winked up at her precious boy. After a few more kisses to his now tired cock shaft, Jenny flopped down into her baby boy's arms. She could feel her son hug her close and press his face into her hair, kissing her head, and then her cheek.

As the incestuous couple snuggled warmly, Paul turned to his mom and said, "I wonder why we weren't caught."

"Huh? What ever do you mean?" said Jenny.

"I mean its 9:30; shouldn't Daddy have been back by now? He was just supposed to be dropping Clarissa off at Lindsey's house wasn't he?" said Paul, in a confused voice.

Jenny smirked up at Paul after a moment.

"You know I have a feeling something may have come up to detain your dad."

To be continued...



Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 04



Note: As always I like to let my dear readers know that it is best to read this series from the very beginning to get to know all of our friends and loved ones in the pages to follow. So my advice is to start at part one. Enjoy!

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Conrad Hill and his daughter Clarissa where halfway to Clarissa's friend Lindsey's house when he glanced at his fuel gauge and decided to stop for gas.

At the station he stood and began to fill up his car at the self service style pump, while watching his daughter sitting in the passenger seat. Her hands were folded neatly and quietly in her lap. Clarissa looked back at her dad and smiled at him; her lips sweetly forming in a happy expression, as she looked at her father. 

Conrad Hill almost could not believe that he had been having sex with this beautiful creature that he and his wife had created, for the last several weeks. He also could not believe that his own wife and the mother of his children not only approved, but had joined in as soon as she found out about her husband and daughter. Conrad's sex life had been unreal since that day, with two incredible and sexy and sexually insatiable women to satisfy -- or at least try to satisfy. He saw his pretty daughter suddenly open the door and lean out to say something.

"Daddy, I'm going to call Lindsey and tell her we are coming."

"Okay hon.' we should be another fifteen minutes 'til we get there," said Conrad. He continued to gas up the car as his daughter closed the car door and took out her cell phone, and keyed in a number, and began an animated conversation within the quiet of the car. Conrad finished his re-fueling, and walked into the mini-mart attached to the station to pick up a bottle of water.

The father returned to his car to find his daughter just closing her cell phone.

Clarissa turned to her father with a happy and giddy expression.

"Daddy, Lindsey says she will be ready by the time we get there." Clarissa bit her lip. Conrad looked over at his daughter as he started the engine, and began to pull out of the station. 'I thought I was dropping you off? Ready for what?" said Conrad.

Clarissa gritted her teeth between her lips, and winced as her father used his, what are you up to princess, tone. 

"Well ... "Clarissa drawled.

"Well what?" said the young girls father.

"Well ... I kind of said you would take us out to dinner at Yin's."

Clarissa sat with her eyes squeezed shut as she finished her sentence. 

"Oh honey, I was really looking forward to a quiet night at home. It's been a long day, and I also thought that with your brother home I would get a rest in the bedroom tonight." Conrad really wasn't in the mood to be around to hyper-active girlfriends and their chit-chat.

"But-but Daddy, it's just that ... well ... it's been so long since, you took me and Lindsey there."

Conrad glanced from the road at his daughter and saw her pouting expression, and thought about what she meant. He knew immediately that he wasn't totally in tune with just how much his little girl missed her best friend this past three years. Clarissa and Lindsey, once inseparable had spent less and less time together, and with Lindsey a year older, and already in college they now got together even less.

Conrad drove on and thought back to his special "dates" as the girls always referred to them, in which he took his daughter and her bestest friend in the whole wide world, as his daughter used to say all those years she and her friend grew up together. 

He would often, back then pick the girls up after work on a Friday and tell his wife -- who always got a massive kick out of this, as well as a break from two hyper young girls -- that he was going to take his two Princesses out for dinner. It got to the point that the girls both expected and looked forward to this every Friday. Of course as the years went on and the girls began to hang more and more with each other, these nights at Yin's became less and less, with the girls conversations taking a more, "grown-up" feel, meaning, of course, that they didn't want grown-ups to be listening in on them. So they kind of stopped all together after a while. Conrad was, even now, soft when it came to his daughter. He found this odd, especially since he had been having completely dominant sex with her for almost a month now. But regardless of this when out of the bedroom, she still could melt his fatherly heart with a glance or a pout of her pretty lips.

As Conrad turned into Lindsey's block he looked over at his unhappy daughter and said, "Okay, honey, I'll take you and Lindsey out. Mom and Paul will make out fine by themselves, I am sure."

The young girl seemed to almost jump in her seat. 

"Oh Daddy!! That's great!" said the teenager excitedly. Clarissa leaned over quickly and planted a very sweet kiss on his cheek, making Conrad almost forget he ever had said no to his beloved little girl.

"You're welcome honey, really," said Conrad with a chuckle. 

"Look Daddy, Lindsey is on her porch." Clarissa waved at her friend.

Conrad watched Lindsey walk to the car and watched her wave at him first then, as soon as Clarissa stepped out of the car, the other girl grabbed his daughter in a bear hug and almost lifted her off her feet. Both girls got in the back seat and after a few pleasantries Conrad took off for the restaurant, and the girls settled into their own chatter.

It seemed just like when the girls were kids and he used to do this kind of thing taking them out after ballet or soccer practice, his shy daughter and the slightly older more out going fire ball with long arms and legs sitting besides her talking her ear off. He could remember the first time he ever laid eyes on Lindsey.

Her dad and she had moved into the house next door to his, and he remembered seeing the long limbed skinny blond girl running back and forth in front of the little run down house, her arms outstretched to the side. Conrad remembered looking down at his daughter and seeing her gaze with curiosity at the tall girl, and he reached down and patted her shoulder and said to her, how would she like it if we go say hi to the new neighbors. His little girl looked up at him at the time and nodded vigorously.

What he found was that Lindsey's dad, Henry was a single dad (a creature nearly unknown in the world of Conrad's block) and that his wife, was dead, and had passed away when Lindsey was one year old. The families had become fast friends, with the lonely dad and his daughter having many ... many dinners at Conrad and Jenny's house. Jenny felt it was her duty to fix the young father's life up, and so at first she tried to fix him up with a whole slew of her single friends. It never worked out really, as Henry really seemed to not want another lady in his life. He eventually explained that he had not yet gotten over his wife; she was the great true love in his life, and truthfully he told Jenny and Conrad one long tearful night over cocktails, he wasn't sure he would ever be ready for another lover.

Jenny dropped the matter then but always had her own privately held belief that Henry was depriving his little girl of a mom to love her, and a wife to make him a home. Because of this she decided she would at least give the girl a surrogate mother, and from that day forward she thought of Lindsey as her and Conrad's other daughter.

Life had gone on much like this. And Conrad was also very much aware of his sons never ending unrequited love for his pretend sister. Paul had found himself asking shyly whether his father thought he could ever get his sisters best friend to look at him as anything other than a brother figure. Paul had been 16 at the time, and had still never even gone out on a date to an ice cream parlor with a girl. Conrad realized that his son was, apparently saving himself for his great lifelong crush. But Conrad used a level of brutal honesty he hated to use when he told his son, that in fact, she probably never would see him that way. Conrad knew she might one day change toward him, but he felt that if the boy lived his life waiting, he might wait forever. He couldn't let his son do that. It had worked of course, because Paul trusted his dad and knew he must think it true if he said it, no matter how awful the news he might never wind up kissing those sweet lips he dreamt of at night in his bedroom. 

Paul moved on and began to date, though he never completely gave up hoping.

The most crushing blow had come two years ago when Lindsey's dad had no choice but to move his little family of himself and Lindsey, out of town, precipitating a very sad and tearful separation of the girls, which was made even worse as the older girl started college. 

Conrad found it hard to believe the two girls saw each other no more than three times a month at most now; certainly not the way they chatted and laughed and pressed their head together to whisper their girlish confidences. 

"Okay hope you girls feel like eating, because I do, and I am getting out now."

Clarissa and Lindsey looked out the window and giggled uncontrollably as they realized they hadn't even known that they had arrived already. 

"Okay, Daddy!!" Clarissa said still laughing.

"Okay, Mr. Hill!" laughed Lindsey along with her friend.

The girls jumped out and were in the door before he had locked the car of course, just as he had known they would be. Conrad knew to look to the right as he walked in and saw -- of course -- that the two girls were in the usual spot. He and the girls had sat in the same spot in this restaurant since they had pigtails in their hair, and both loved ... absolutely loved the idea of having a regular table.

Conrad found himself having, he was surprised to find, a great time with the girls. It wasn't that he didn't always enjoy them normally, but rather that he hadn't been in the mood for this kind of evening when he had come home earlier. He could only chalk it up to his having perhaps missed these outings with the girls; it was almost like old times.

It was almost like old times, because back in the actual said old days, he had never been looking at the girls quite in the way he did now. He and Clarissa had of course been having sex for weeks now, with the approval and eager participation of his wife. And so he found himself looking at her, of course, dressed in her tight outfit with the eye of a man, and not a father's. But he also found he was looking at Lindsey in a new way. She had always been like another daughter to him, but now that he and his own daughter had this new aspect to their own relationship, he could not help but look at her best friend in this new way as well. Lindsey and his daughter could not look any more different, but both were incredibly sexy, each in her own way.

Clarissa was of course tiny, a petite little redhead with small tits, so pert she pretty much never needed a bra. Her hips flared just barely, but her ass was perfectly rounded in the same way her equally petite mom was. She of course got her red hair from his side of the family, his own mother having been an amazing natural redhead. The casual but sexy tight shorts she wore left most of her perfectly formed legs exposed to his gaze, and during dinner, even while chatting away animatedly with her friend, she had more then once reached over and ran her hand over her fathers leg and up to his crotch. At these moments Conrad held his breath and tried to look normal. As normal as a father can with his little girls hand groping his hard cock through his pants.

Lindsey, on the other hand, just as she always had been, was the much taller girl. Where Clarissa was small and cute, Lindsey was tall and statuesque. Lindsey was tall and long legged and dressed as she was, in a short mini-dress that hugged her curves and came up to mid-thigh, she was most guys wet dream. Whereas her long arms and legs had looked gawky and awkward when she was little, they now gave her, at 19, the looks of a lingerie model. It was hard to take your eyes off her, and of course Conrad knew his son had been having that problem since she was that awkward girl, so of course now he was totally taken with her, even though his son thought she just thought of him as a big brother figure. Conrad watched Lindsey move and looked into her laughing clear blue eyes, and at her long blond hair, tied -- Conrad thought rather oddly, because he hadn't seen her do it in years -- in two long pony tails with two pink ribbons. Lindsey's breasts were much bigger than his daughters, and her hips flared out more, and all of that added to the total sex kitten package that Lindsey had grow into.

Of course any guys thinking these two hot sexy girls were a couple of dumb bunnies would have been shocked by the somewhat geeky nature of the conversation that flowed between them. Both girls were smart and polite in all things, and Conrad was proud to have had a hand in bringing his own daughter up, and helping -- because he always looked at it this way -- to bring up Lindsey as well.

Conrad jumped and was pushed out of his reverie by a hand squeezing his thigh. His daughter up to her sexy mischief again, he thought. But wait a second, Conrad thought suddenly, the hand wasn't coming from the correct side to be his daughters, and as a matter of fact his Clarissa was waving both hands in front of her making a point. Conrad had sat between the girls, this was of course what gave the whole scene its perfectly frenetic feel, as the two friends talked over his dinner plate. The soft female hand touching him now came from Lindsey's side of the table. It lay on his thigh and rubbed sensuously.

Conrad turned to his daughter, and gave her a look he hoped would convey something odd was going on, without alarming her. But as he did, he could see her lips quirk up into a smile and then see he shoulders shake as she quickly put her hand up to her mouth, obviously stifling a laugh.

Conrad looked back and forth between the two young girls.

"May I ask you two what is going on here, and I want a straight answer."

The girls looked at each other a moment and both began to laugh. Clarissa turned to her father and said in a low voice, "She knows about ... you know what." 

Conrad almost choked as he knew instantly what his daughter meant. He jerked his head around and looked into the blue eyes of his daughters' friend.

"How long?" said Conrad.

"I think the day after you guys did it," the tall young girl said in a whisper.

"The day after---!" Conrad burst out and then caught himself. "The day after?" the surprised father said in a softer tone. Both girls nodded. Conrad sank back in his seat and thought a moment. 

Both girls sat back also, and for the first time the whole table was quiet.

The girls picked up their forks and started to eat again. 

The moment that Conrad took to think became longer than a moment.

Conrad finished his thought, and collected himself, and then resolved to take this situation into hand. He reached out with each hand and ran them up the soft inner thighs of the two teenage geek sluts. He loved them both dearly, but was damned if they were going to play anymore games with him.

Both girls whimpered slightly as they felt the sexual rush of having a hand inside their thighs sliding up toward their pussies. 

"Now girls, what the heck has been going on that I don't know?" said Conrad.

Clarissa answered first. She turned to her dad and stammered, "I told Lindsey how much I wanted to have sex with you, Daddy." Conrad held his finger to his lips and then moved his hand back to between his daughters' legs and began to circle her pussy mound through her shorts.

More quietly Clarissa continued, "Well we talked ... oh ... Daddy that feels good. W-well we talked about me being you know ... with you, and Lindsey told me I should get practice first, so you wouldn't be able to resist." Clarissa slumped back and panted as her father ran his fingers over her mound.

"So you told my little girl to become the school slut to get practice on seducing me aye," Conrad said to Lindsey. Lindsey quivered and nodded her head, as a wave of heat rose to her face from the older mans movements of his fingers between her legs. Conrad's fingers now rubbed at Lindsey's panty crotch and circled her pussy lips.

"Tell me why." Conrad pressed his fingers harder into the moist cleft of the young blond next to him. Lindsey leaned her head to his shoulder and Conrad heard her whisper in his ear, "Oh please Mr. Hill that feels too good. Don't make me cum here."

"Answer me Lindsey, or I will slide my finger in you right now," Conrad whispered.

"Clarissa told me she wanted to fuck you," she whispered in his ear, "and I said it would be ... hard ... oh god ... to get you to do it, so maybe if she did a bunch of ... oh Mr. Hill ... sex stuff, and you found out, it would speed things up."

Conrad pulled his fingers from both girls pussy mounds and they slumped back and turned to look at him.

"So you planned on me finding out?"

Yes," said Clarissa. "I didn't think it would happen so quickly though, but you heard those guys at the diner." Clarissa's face was red from the embarrassment of being touched out in public. She could tell her friend was in the same position, as she was, as she looked over at her flushed face.

"But I still don't get it," said Conrad, confusedly. "Why would you tell Lindsey about something like this?"

Clarissa blushed even redder. "Well Daddy, she is my best friend, and besides ... "

"Besides what?" Conrad said to his daughter.

"Besides, Lindsey was already ... fucking her dad." Clarissa whispered this last so low Conrad almost though he had misheard. Conrad turned to face Lindsey, and she nodded as she saw his face, knowing instinctively what Clarissa must have said, from his expression. Conrad reached out and downed his glass of diet coke in a long swig. He then slipped his arms around both girls, and kissed first his daughter and then Lindsey of the cheek. He rubbed both girls' arms with his hand and then called over the waiter and asked for the check.

"I think we should discuss all of this in private. Lindsey is Daddy home?"

Conrad had sensed the shift in the vibe coming from the girls almost immediately, and this was why he had changed his own tone, thus taking charge of the situation. He had been dominating women long enough to have a sense that his daughter wanted to turn this into a sexual scene, and knew the submissive cues coming from his daughters friend as well.

So it wasn't that odd to Conrad to begin to take charge of the girls and let them know that they were two sluts now, and not just a couple of girls out with a father figure. 

Conrad had been shocked at first to find that Lindsey and her dad Henry. But of course he quickly saw the wonderful possibilities that this presented. Now that he was fucking his own daughter, he saw those possibilities very easily, whereas a few days ago he would never be sitting in his car and telling his daughter and her friend to make out in the back seat to get themselves wet and ready to fuck, he now found he could demand such things with ease.

As Conrad turned into Lindsey's block he looked in the mirror, and saw his daughter and Lindsey tongue kissing passionately both girls feeling each others breasts through their clothes. "Let's take this inside you fucking sluts," Conrad said. He could hear both girls whimper in low tines hearing his nasty language. Conrad knew both were hot and ready to be fucked, and he hoped he would find his friend Henry home. Lindsey had said her dad had said he might be going out to meet his latest girlfriend, but she thought he might bail out on this, as he was already getting bored with the woman. This seemed reasonable to Conrad, now that he knew Henry had such a tight hot slutty daughter to fuck. Why go outside the home when you had a piece of ass right there. Nothing beat love and filthy sex, when it was all rolled into one package. At least Conrad thought so.




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 04



As he pulled into the front driveway of the house Conrad saw Henry's car.

He smiled to himself. "Okay girls, let's go inside and say hi." 

Lindsey let the three of them in her house, and as soon as they stepped into the living room, Conrad grabbed her by her hair and twisted her around and looked in her eyes. In a low voice he said, "You don't mind getting on your knees and sucking my cock do you Lindsey?" The girl he had watched growing up shook her blond head, and looked down at her feet. "No sir," said Lindsey in a low submissive tone of voice. 

Clarissa looked on as her best friend knelt quickly and took her dad's cock out of his pants. She bit her lower lip and fidgeted in her place on her father's side.

As Lindsey unzipped his pants, Conrad called out, "Hey Henry! I brought the girls back. You got a beer bud!" Conrad looked down as Lindsey froze waiting to see if her dad would answer. 

"Did I say to stop, Lindsey?" Conrad said to her.

"No sir," she whispered as she began to run her tongue up and down the large cock in front of her. 

All three looked up as Henry's voice sounded from upstairs.

"I was putting away laundry guy, be right there!" called Henry. "I thought you guys were going back to your house Conrad?" Henry ran down the stair case to the side of the living room, and as his eyes caught sight of the scene before him, he stopped and his mouth hung open. His daughter was on her knees sucking his friend Conrad's hard cock very enthusiastically. 

"How about that beer buddy," Conrad said, as if this was a normal sight for the other man. Henry looked at his daughters' friend Clarissa, and saw her rubbing her pussy vigorously, her hand stuffed in her shorts and panties. She looked at him a flush on her cheeks. "Hi sir," she said politely. 

Still somewhat flabbergasted, but seeing that his own secret was most definitely out and that his friend, and former next door neighbor Conrad, had some of his own, he turned and walked into the kitchen and retrieved a couple of cold beers from the fridge.

Walking back in Henry stepped up to his friend and his daughter and handed him his beer. Henry looked down at his sluttish young daughter and watched her slurp and suck on the hard cock of her friends' father. "That's a good job baby, you really can suck a cock, but then Daddy always knew you could get it done on any cock," said Henry.

"Thank you Daddy," said Lindsey taking her mouth away for a moment, before returning to her task, sucking and forcing her mouth over the hard cock in her hand.

Conrad grabbed his daughter with his free hand by her hair and shoved her hard toward the other man. "Suck on the mans cock you fucking cum whore!" Conrad said in an exasperated tone. "Didn't Daddy and Mommy teach you to be polite, you cunt?"

"I'm sorry Daddy, I will try harder," said Clarissa as she knelt in front of Henry.

Reaching up Clarissa took out Henry's cock, and gasped seeing it was possibly bigger than her Daddy's. She looked up at Lindsey's dad, and back at his cock and then open her mouth and inhaled his dick into her warm wet mouth, taking him to the back of her throat and swallowing it into her tight throat. Henry gasped as his daughters' friend deep-throated him.

"Good girl isn't she?" said Conrad as he took a sip of beer and watched his little girl suck another mans cock for the first time. "Fantastic," said Henry, "She really has talent. I hope my little bitch is doing her best for you buddy."

"Oh she is doing okay, but I think she is just getting warmed up. Aren't you Lindsey?" said Conrad, with a smirk at the kneeling girl. She began to greedily slurp and suck on his cock, and then forced her mouth down on it deep-throating it into her throat, making gagging sounds as she forced it in without much preparation.

Both men took long drinks from their beers, and placed their other hands on the back of the girls heads, Conrad's tangling in blond hair tied in ribbons of pink, and Henry's gripping long red tresses with a firm hand. Both men guided the girls' heads up and down firmly, increasing pressure as their own excitement grew.

Henry looked over at Conrad and said, "So how long?"

"A few weeks, me and the girls have been quite an item."

"Girls?" Henry looked at his friend open mouthed. "Wait you mean both---?"

Conrad leaned and placed his beer bottle on a table nearby, and put both hands now on Lindsey's head, grabbing both long pony tails, one in each hand. 

"Yes indeed bud," said Conrad to the other father. "Take your hand away please Lindsey," Conrad commanded the girl at his feet. She let go of his thick shaft and placed her hands behind her back just as her father had taught her to. 

Conrad gripped firmly and began to pump his shaft in and out of her warm mouth, feeling her tongue slide along the underside of his cock, as he fucked her face faster.

Henry shook his head thinking about Jenny and Conrad having sex with little Clarissa, and pulled his shaft from her mouth and stepped to the coffee table and put down his beer as well, stepping back up to the kneeling girl and grabbing Clarissa's head and pulling her mouth to his erection with both hands. Her mouth opened wide and her hands clasped behind her back duplicating her friends' posture. Her friend Lindsey's dad began to fuck her mouth hard, taking her by surprise, choking her instantly as his cock slammed into her throat. The sound of gurgling and choking filled the room as the two horny fathers filled the mouths of the young girls at their feet.

Lindsey had to arch her back to get the shaft into her throat and found it difficult but exciting. This was because she was such a tall girl. Clarissa on the other hand found herself driven lower and lower as her friends' father rammed his cock down her throat from high above her face, she felt spit and pre-cum drool into her mouth and she swallowed and tried not to throw up. Within moments both girls' faces were covered in spit as they choked on the thick face fucking cocks going in and out of their throats.

"You fucking whores love it don't you?" gasped Conrad. His friend Henry looked over at him and feeling his balls contracting he gave his friend a grin. "Sure do, don't they," he said to Conrad.

"Absolutely!" Conrad gasped, and looked up at the ceiling. "You gonna cum Henry ... oh god this is good ... cause I am fucking close to filling your slut daughters mouth."

"Oh yeah! I am so fucking ready to cum in your daughters' slutty mouth." Henry felt his knees going weak doing these things with his friends daughter, while he watched his own little girl suck and choke on his friends cock.

"Are you fucking sluts ready to take some cum!!?" Conrad called out loud as his own cum began to prepare to make its appearance.

Both girls gurgled and answered the men with their eyes, both of the hot sluts dying to swallow cum, and waiting for their rewards. 

Both men felt their cocks feel as if they were about to burst, and began to moan with oncoming orgasms. Conrad felt his knees wobble as his cum rose up in his shaft and he grabbed Lindsey's head and pulled it hard toward his groin and shivered as his cum shot into her throat. 

"TAKE IT YOU ... FUCKING ... G-GOD ... YOU CUNT! SWALLOW IT!" Conrad looked down at Lindsey and watch as drops of spunk dribbled out of the corners of her mouth. He heard Henry screaming, "YES! YES! YES!" and turned to see him gripping Clarissa's hair and forcing her to choke down on his shaft, a long trail of spit leading to her already soaked t-shit, as he blasted his cum in Conrad's daughters' mouth.

The girls faces began to redden as the girls struggled to breathe through their noses, and almost in an unspoken agreement, both men pulled the girls off their cocks. Cum and saliva erupted from both gasping sluts mouths, and the now semi-hard pricks of each others father slipped from their mouths. Both men looked at each other and again seeming to read each others mind, they almost dismissively push there daughters faces together, and it was Henry who spoke, saying, "Clean each others faces, you cunts." Both girls began to lick and suck on the slimy leftover of their fathers face fucking, planting wet tongue kisses on each other and tasting the others cum and spit and tear stained faces.

Henry and Conrad, both tapped out and thrilled beyond words, looked on proudly.

Both Henry and Conrad found themselves sitting alone in that same living room about 30 minutes later, waiting for the girls to go and clean up a bit. It had been almost enough to bring both of the father's dicks back to life simply hearing Clarissa ask in a small voice if they could have permission to leave and clean up in the bathroom a little. The men had given their permission, and watched the girls tight asses sway as they walk upstairs and into Lindsey's own bathroom. Both girls could be heard giggling as they disappeared from sight. Conrad and Henry looked at each other and sheepishly laughed.

Now 30 minutes later though both men found that they weren't sure just where to put their hands when waiting for two girls and sitting with another man in the nude. Things could have been better, in that both girls could have come right back. They didn't though, and of course this now made the decision to take all of their clothes off seem a little less than the right thing to Conrad and Henry.

Henry looked over at his friend of many years and said, "What could be going on up there?" Conrad, who sat with a pillow in his lap said, "I hope they aren't getting it on."

"Getting it on? Do you think they would? Without permission?" said Henry with a smile on his face picturing this possibility. The two fathers had talked about how things had started between them and their daughters during the girls' absence upstairs, and Conrad's talk of the lesbian exploits of his daughter and her mom had Henry salivating.

"You never know with fucking sluts like my daughter and Lindsey," said Conrad.

Henry winced a bit at his friends' words. "Do you ever feel funny with that?" 

Conrad frowned and spoke carefully saying, "Um ... well, you know Henry I don't want to offend you or anything," Conrad paused and continued, "If you don't want—"

"No no no really, it isn't that at all," Henry backpedaled wanting his friend to understand where he was coming from. "I'm not offended by you talking that way about my daughter; as a matter of fact I do it to. It's just that, you see it wasn't my thing at first. Me and Lindsey just sort of fell into starting to do the whole submissive humiliation thing. I hadn't done that kind of thing with other women, not even with her mom.

"It was like this: I was fucking her very hard one night and Lindsey just started to ask me to tell her what a slut she was behaving like, and I did it, and I could not believe how turned on she was." Henry sat back and watched as Conrad relaxed and considered his friends words carefully.

"I know just what you mean," Conrad began, "I was like that with Clarissa the first time I went dominant on her. She loves verbal abuse, just like her mom, so I am used to doing this kind of thing. But ... it is still rough with a daughter." 

Exactly," said Henry. "Do you ever, you know, feel like, how could I say that to her."

"I did, but like I said I have the added benefit of having always played this way with her mom. We always have played humiliation, and it just turns my wife on like crazy, and Clarissa is just the same." Conrad reached over and lifted his warm half full beer bottle and downed the rest in one draught. He put down the bottle and looked back at his friend. "Look it's like this, if you love your girl and you know it, then no matter what you say or do to her changes that. If you call her a filthy whore, she is your sweet daughter just the same. She's just also a filthy whore ... got it?"

"Oh I have it," Henry said with a relieved smile. "I just wanted you to tell me a good reason to not feel guilty."

Conrad laughed and almost dropped the pillow from his lap. "I'm glad I could help," Conrad replied as he continued to laugh.

A clatter on the staircase caught the attention of the two fathers and they looked up to see the two young girls coming down the stairs, completely naked. Both girls were smiling and walked right up and stood in front of their fathers.

"Sorry we took so long Daddy," said Clarissa to her father. "I was all full of spit and cum. My shirt was all dirty, so Lindsey let me put my stuff in the wash."

"That's okay baby, but me and Uncle Henry were lonely you know."

"Sorry sir," said Clarissa.

"Sorry sir," said Lindsey as well to her father.

Both girls kept their eyes low and stood in a respectful posture in front of their fathers, there hands at their sides facing outward.

Conrad smiled because he could tell that his daughter had spoken to her friend about being a good sub-slut, and began to suspect they had stayed upstairs longer for more than just laundry. He wondered what they had in store for their fathers.

Clarissa said softly, "Daddy would you like me and Lindsey to entertain you and Uncle Henry?" She peeked at her dad just barely to see his facial expression. She was rewarded with his best loving happy smile.

"How do you think, you and Lin would like to entertain us honey?" said Conrad.

"Is it okay if Lindsey and I eat each other out Daddy?" 

Conrad leaned back on the couch. "Of course, Clarissa, why don't you lay down on the coffee table and Lin can suck on that sweet pussy."

"Okay Daddy," Clarissa said shyly. The sexy naked teenager bent and cleared off the table and then sat and lay back, as Lindsey looked on and shifted from one foot to the other, her breathing getting heavier as she began to flush, thinking about sucking her friends' cunt in front of their fathers.

The two fathers leaned back and as they watched the scene before them, they lost their discomfort and set aside their pillow coverings and spread their legs and began to slide their hands over their stiffening cocks.

Clarissa spread her legs wide and placed her feet on the table as her friend knelt in front of her and spread her pussy lips and ran a long finger over her clit slowly. Clarissa shivered and looked at her father and her friends' dad. Her chest began to go up and down very deeply, as her friends' finger slid up and down her already hard clit.

The men could see Clarissa's clit sticking up already, hard and pink at the top of her slit. Lindsey looked at her friends face and licked her lips, then leaned over her pussy and flicked out her pink tongue and swabbed it across Clarissa's clit, and then down the swollen lips of hr friends pussy, and then began to push her tongue into the tender slot between Clarissa's legs.

Clarissa's mouth opened in an o, and her breath caught in her throat.

"God, oh god, that's so good Lin," groaned Clarissa as her friends tongue slid into her and twisted wetly around her slit. Lindsey gently pulled apart her friends lips and pushed her tongue deeper into her. All the time as she did this she pressed her thumb to her best friends clit bump. 

Clarissa looked at her dad. "Daddy my cunt feels so good," she moaned.

"You look so good getting eaten you sweet little bitch," Conrad said huskily. He was now sliding his hand steadily up and down his shaft as he watched his little girl getting eaten by the naked young girl between her legs. He glanced over at his friend Henry who also was now jacking off steadily as he looked on at his slutty daughter sucking noisily at the opening of another girl.

"God yes you fucking slut," Henry said watching his daughter. "You fucking eat her slot you filthy little whore. Be a good girl for Daddy and make Clarissa's cunt nice and wet so her father can fuck her afterward." Henry found his cock to be throbbing and hard as steel in his hand watching the dirty performance going on in front of him. Both girls moaned, Clarissa from the wet twisting tongue of Lindsey between her cunt lips, and Lindsey because she had now reached between her legs with one hand and was rubbing her twat and now slipping a finger into her tight 19 year old cunt, and fucking her hole with enthusiasm. 

Henry got up from the couch and knelt behind his daughter to watch her fuck her tight slot from up close. He could see moisture and juices dripping down the inside of her thighs as she finger fucked her twat, and sounds of wet pussy filled the space between her and her father, now only a few inches from her shaven pussy as it dripped juices onto her hand. Lindsey moaned into Clarissa's hole and inserted another finger into her wet hole.

Henry gazed at his daughters dripping wet cunt and stroked his hard shaft. The father reached out and spread his daughters' ass cheeks and began to rub her asshole with one finger of his hand causing her to cry out lifting her mouth from her friends' cunt.

"GOD YES! DADDY IT'S ... SO GOOD! PLEASE PUT IT IN ME DADDY!"

Henry listened to his daughter and spit down onto his daughters' asshole and then rubbed his finger over it and pushed his finger into her hole. His finger sank into his daughters' asshole and she hissed and fastened her mouth back over her friends' cunt and drove her tongue into that hot wet opening. Henry began to pump his finger in and out of his daughters' asshole her tight hole gripping his invading digit. 

Conrad couldn't just sit and watch any longer, and stood and stepped up to his daughter and slowly jacked his cock over her face as she looked up at her father with lust filled eyes. 

Clarissa opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and waved it at her father.

Conrad smiled down at his daughter and then leaned down and spit into her open mouth, and then playfully slapped her on the face. "Do you want Daddy's cock?" Conrad asked, as he stoked his shaft above her face.

"Oh god, please Daddy, please! Give me your cock!" Clarissa cried out, and then gasped as her friend drove a finger into her slot. "OH LINDSEY! YES! OH DADDY! OH LINDSEY! OH GOSH UNCLE HENRY FUCK LINDSEY'S ASS!!" Clarissa seemed to be beside herself as she went wild feeling her friends' mouth on her cunt and looking up at her father stroking his hard thick cock shaft. Clarissa could feel something already building in her belly, a feeling she knew was her own orgasm getting closer.

Conrad watched and listened to his daughter. he found he was so turned on he did not even need to touch his cock any longer and just released it and let it bob above his slutty little girls face. He reached down his hand and grabbed her by her long red hair, and lifted her head off the table; Clarissa whimpered and looked at her father as he looked in her eyes and spoke in a low rumble to her. "You fucking slut, beg me to stick this cock in you, you fucking whore. COME ON! BEG!" Conrad growled.

"Please Daddy please give me cock, please," Clarissa whimpered as she hung by her hair from her fathers hand. "Please let me have cock in my mouth!"

Conrad jammed his cock into his daughters' mouth and to the back of her throat, and watched as he eyes teared up and she coughed around his shaft helplessly, choking on his cock in her mouth. she was so turned on she began to shake and as her father started to fuck her face roughly she felt her pussy spasm and cum in her girlfriends face, her juice spilling out and wetting Lindsey's face and chin. 

Conrad's cock was in heaven as he felt his cock vibrate in his daughters' throat as she screamed -- or tried to -- around her fathers' shaft embedded in her throat. Clarissa's hips jumped bumping up at her friends face and as all this was happening Henry watching all this removed his finger from his own daughters' asshole and drove his own cock into her cunt. Lindsey's fingers still inside her twat were pressed into the walls of her cunt as her fathers' shaft penetrated her hole.




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 04



Lindsey screamed out in ecstasy as her dad filled her already excited cunt with his incestuous cock. "DADDY! DADDY ... SO GOOD!" Lindsey shook as she felt her cunt clench around her fathers cock, her orgasm crashing into her as she came with her fathers shaft and her two fingers embedded in her hole. "AHHHHH!!" Lindsey shook as she came loudly. Henry still hard and turned on like never before pulled his cock out of his daughters grasping hole and looking down at his shining shaft, glistening with Lindsey's cunt juice, the delicious residue of her cum. Taking his shaft in his hand he pressed it to her back door and pushed hard.

"Take Daddy's cock in your asshole you fucking slut! Daddy still has to cum!" As Henry's cock slammed into his daughters' ass she screamed wildly and reached back and jammed her fingers into her cunt. Henry began to pump his shaft into his daughters' ass harder and harder driving her face into her friends' cunt.

Clarissa lay with her dads cock still buried in her face as her friend was being ass fucked by her father, but suddenly her father pulled his cock free of her mouth, leaving a trail of slimy spit and pre-cum across her face. Clarissa laying back and breathing hard felt her dad's hands lifting her off the coffee table and opened her eyes to see her dads smiling excited face as he sat back on the couch and helped her to her knees astride his lap and with his hands on her ass Clarissa reached between her legs and placed her fathers cock at the entrance to her cunt. 

Conrad gripped his daughters' hips and pushed her down onto his cock hard sliding up into her well oiled slit. His daughter moaned loudly and threw her arms around his neck. She kissed his neck and ear as he lifted her up and down his cock shaft his slick cock fucking her hard and fast.

Clarissa moaned loudly, as her dad helped her to fuck him harder and harder, her cunt squeezed down on her fathers slick shaft and she felt every plunge of his cock into her box. She moaned and screamed in a high pitched yell.

"OH DADDY, OH DADDY!! FUCK ... ME, FUCK ME!! PLEASE!!" she shouted.

From the table in front of the father and daughter, there came a loud groaning and a stream of obscenities issuing from the mouths of Henry and his daughter Lindsey.

As Henry's 9 inch cock rammed the stretched asshole of his daughter, she groaned loudly, "Oh Dad ... oh my fucking god, fuck your little girls ass daddy, please! Your little whore needs it so badly!!" Lindsey's dad answered his hot slut of a child with his own sexually charged rant.

"Do you need it you ... fucking. Filthy. Dirty. Father fucking. Whore!" Henry countered each obscenity he shouted with a hard merciless thrust of his shaft deep into his daughters' bowels.

On the couch Conrad and Clarissa continued to fuck as this when on nearby. Clarissa glanced over and watched as her best friend was anally violated by her father, and groaned as her own well fucked slot began to juice once more.

"Daddy ... OH DADDY!!" Clarissa erupted as her cunt quivered and squirted juice around her fathers' cock, while watching the lewd scene taking place next to her and her father. Clarissa's father gripped her hips tightly and lifted her up and down his cock, almost not needing her help to fuck her cunt up and down his shaft. 

Conrad was going crazy, able to watch his friend Henry slam his cock in the tight stretched asshole of his daughter as he rammed his own little girl un-mercifully. He began to talk to his daughter as he rammed her tight box down on his cock.

"You filthy slut, did you cum on Daddy's cock again?! Did you, you whore?!" Conrad growled into her face as she looked into his eyes. Conrad spit into his daughters face as he pounded her even harder; Clarissa groaning with lust as her father's spit dripped down her cheek. "OH DADDY!! OH DADDY!! I LOVE YOU!!" she moaned.

"I KNOW YOU FUCKING WHORE, TAKE DADDY'S ... COCK!!" Conrad bellowed, beginning to feel his cum rise in his shaft, about to fill his daughter's hot twat with the fluid that helped create her only 18 years ago.

"OH GOD DADDY FUCK ME LIKE A WHORE JUST LIKE UNCLE CONRAD IS FUCKING CLARISSA! FUCK MY DIRTY SLUTTY ASS DADDY!!" shouted Lindsey as she heard and saw the incestuous scene taking place between her best friend and the man that had been a second father to her for most of her life.

"DO IT!! CUM IN YOUR LITTLE GIRLS ASSHOLE!!" Lindsey cried and shouted so loudly her voice broke finally, as Henry gripped her hips and ground his long thick cock deep in his daughters' ass.

"TAKE DADDY'S CUM IN YOUR FUCKING ASS, YOU FILTHY BITCH!!" Henry screamed as his sperm shot out and into his daughters' bowels. He felt her filling and heard her cry and moan. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Daddy ..." Lindsey felt her fathers' hot cum filling bowels and then as he withdrew he pulled her to a kneeling position and kissed her and thrust his warm tongue into her mouth.

Conrad slammed his cock like a jack hammer into his little girl as he almost fucked her so hard she was near to bouncing off his lap. He found that he was more than beyond turned on from fucking his slut daughter while his friend buried his sperm in his daughters' asshole.

Clarissa almost fell from her father as he rammed her harder than ever and once more she felt her cunt clench around her dad's cock as her orgasm crashed around her.

"DADDY, OH DADDY!! CUM IN YOUR LITTLE WHORE!!" she cried out as her pussy ground down on his shaft. 

Conrad pulled his daughter down onto his cock once more and wrapped his arms around her as he thrust one final time into her twat, feeling his cum jet out into her tunnel. Conrad filled his daughter with his sperm, thinking once more that only 18 years earlier he had filled her mom and made his sweet filthy little girl.

"AHHHH, CLARISSA BABY! YOU FUCKING CUNT, YOU DIRTY SLUT!" ejaculated Conrad as he filled his daughter with cum. He leaned back as his spurts died down in her tight box and pulled her soft small warm body with him, showering her face with kisses, both of the lusty kind, as well as several of the more fatherly type.

Clarissa giggled as she felt her father, who moments before had spit in her face, kiss her nose and eyelids gently, and then crush her in his strong arms.

Conrad helped his daughter disengage her cunt from his still throbbing but rapidly shrinking cock. His shaft made a sucking sound as it exited Clarissa's tight twat. She flopped down next to her father as she felt her fathers load start to dribble out of her cunt hole. 

Henry and Lindsey watched Clarissa lay back and lift her legs up 'til her feet were by her ears. Looking at Lindsey she said, "Well ... what are you waiting for? Come clean my Daddy's cum out of me." Clarissa again giggled sweetly.

"You dirty whore," said Lindsey as she looked at her friends cum filled cunt. "Who will take care of my ass, if I eat out your dad's cream?" Lindsey sighed.

Henry looked to Conrad, and his friend smiled and said, "I have a great idea girls."

Conrad stood and lifted his daughter in his arms.

"Daddy! What the heck?!" Clarissa started in surprise.

Conrad set her down on the coffee table as Henry stood to make room, and Conrad said to Lindsey, "Now Lin, you squat over Clarissa's mouth and give her a sweet nasty treat." Lindsey grinned and just climbed up above her friends face and squatted down with his abused asshole above Clarissa's face.

"Daddy! This is really dirty you know," said Clarissa in a tone that said it all. She was grinning from ear to ear, and the teenaged slut opened her mouth wide as her friend bore down and slowly began to eject her fathers' sperm from her asshole into her best friends' mouth. "But what about my twat full of cum?" Clarissa suddenly said, before going back to awaiting the slimy gift from her girl friends ass.

"Don't worry baby," her father said as moments later Clarissa felt a cold metal object against her pussy lips, making her gasp. 

"Oh!" she said and suddenly knew what her Daddy had in mind, as the metal object which she now figured to be a small spoon slid between her tight lips and into her tunnel.

Henry sat back on the floor and watched his friend scooping cum from his daughter and lifting the utensil filled with cum to Henry's daughter Lindsey's mouth, where the girl greedily accepted the spoonful of cum. 

As Conrad fed Lindsey from his daughters' pussy, he could watch from his vantage point as white slime oozed from Lindsey's ass and dropped into his daughters' mouth. Every few drops a drop or two would miss hitting Clarissa around her face or lips, at which point the slutty teen would run her fingers around and scoop it into her mouth.

"Save some in your mouths girls," said Conrad. "Your Daddy's want you girls to share like good girls. Okay?" He saw both hot little sluts were doing as they were told, just like the good little girls they were.

After a while both Clarissa's cunt, and Lindsey's asshole seemed to have finished their expulsion, so Conrad clapped his hands and spoke out loud, instructing the girls as if at a tea party. "Now share your leftovers girls," said Conrad. Henry Stared as his daughter and Clarissa simply climbed from the table and rising to their knees, they began to kiss and slowly and sensuously share and pass the slimy loads of their father's back and forth between their lips. Both girls smacked and gulped and tasted and played with the strings and wads of spit and white slimy cum, as if it was a tasty reward.

A few minutes later both girl hugged and pressed there faces together and laughed as their fathers looked on open mouthed at the hot display they had just ended. Each girl crawled on the soft carpet to their respective father and snuggled up warmly and lovingly in their arms. Both naked couples stayed just so for several seconds. Or several minutes. Neither couple kept track, as they were in a swirl of bliss at that time.

But presently Conrad looked at his watch and said, "Oh crap! I had better call mom. She was expecting me home hours ago."

"Don't worry Daddy, I think she won't worry." Clarissa winked at her father.

** * * *

Jenny Hill sat in the comfy love seat she had used for years as a make out spot with her husband Conrad, curled up in her soft pink summer pajamas in her 20 year old son, Paul's arms. Her blond head lay against her beloved first born's shoulder. She was as content as could be after having been fucked both hard and nastily by him earlier that evening. Jenny opened her big blue eyes and glanced at the clock. She straightened up in the seat and her son who had dozed off while watching the large screen LCD TV that was installed in the basement playroom they sat in, started awake and looked over at her.

"What's the matter mommy?" said Paul at the look of concern on her face.

Jenny frowned and said, "It's so late and Daddy isn't home yet." Jenny glanced down at her sons' semi-hard penis and remembered he was completely naked. Jenny stroked her soft hand over her sons' lovely prick. "I spoke to Clarissa on the phone earlier and she said she and Lindsey had gotten something going with Daddy, but he still should be home already, I would think."

Paul blinked at his mom. "What do you mean get something going with Lindsey?" Jenny smiled as she remembered her son's ages long crush on his little sisters' sweet long time girlfriend. 

"Don't be upset baby; Lindsey and your sister have been having sex for a while. She told me the other day, in confidence of course. But your dad doesn't know, so I kind of thought if she got them alone, she might try something." Jenny kissed her son softly on the cheek, rubbed his back and reached back up to stroke his hair.

"I really like her mom," said Paul.

"I know sweetie. And I think she does too," Jenny answered soothingly her cool fingers smoothing his hair away from his forehead. The sexy middle-aged mother reached between her sons' legs and began to softly stroke his smooth young cock. Jenny began to stroke faster and her son's shaft stiffened in her hand and he began to flush and breathe much more quickly. "Mommy, I love you, but I still—"

Jenny put a finger to her lips. "Baby, please, mommy doesn't think you just belong to her. I know some nice girl will snatch you away. And who knows. It just might be Lindsey. Give her time baby." Jenny's boy smiled and leaned back to relax as his sexy and sweet, but oh so slutty mother leaned over to suck his cock head into her warm mouth. Jenny sucked her sons cock deeper into her mouth and ran her tongue around and up and down the rapidly stiffening shaft in her mouth. "Mmmmm ..." Jenny moaned happily as she felt her sons prick expand and touch the back of her throat, and this made her doubly happy because she knew her boy was at least back in a happy place.

Jenny put her cock sucking skill on auto-pilot and thought about how silly her son could be about Lindsey. As a mom she had spent lots of time thinking about how much her son was head over heels in love with his sisters' friend, and she had a good idea that Lindsey was just as much into him as he was into her. Kids, thought Jenny as she continued slurping on her sons hard pole.

Paul placed a hand to the back of his mothers' head and guided it up and down as he admired her still firm ass as it flared out as she knelt on the loveseat in her pajamas; the shorts molding perfectly to her butt. He reached out a hand and as his mom swallowed and took him into her warm throat, he smacked her round ass a resounding swat.

Jenny yelped around her sons cock as she felt her ass sting with her sons spanking, and a second later he continued to spank her ass, turning her pajamas quickly damp between the legs at the spot her shaven cunt came into contact with them.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Paul's hand cracked against his moms pink clad ass cheeks. He could tell she did not mind at all, as he heard her moan in pleasure around his long cock now embedded in her throat. Paul tangled his fingers in his moms' hair and began to bob it up and down his cock roughly. A few short hours ago he would never have even fantasized about being this rough with his mom, but he now knew she was absolutely turned on by the feeling of being used as a sex toy, so he was going to give her what he knew she craved.

Jenny felt her head being pulled and fucked up and down her son's cock shaft and though her eyes were tearing she was also in ecstasy. Suddenly Jenny placed her hands on her sons' thighs and pushed hard letting him know to let her up. As her face came up off her son's shaft, she looked down at it and giggled, loving the shiny spit covered look it had. She looked at her son. "Mmmm, Paul, please fuck mommy's face really, really hard," she said seductively, knowing full well this would get him going.

"Is that what you want you fucking slut," said Paul, also knowing what she loved to hear.

"Oh yes! Oh god, treat your mother like the fucking cum-whore she is!" Jenny groaned as she gobbled her son's shaft back up again.

Paul grabbed his mothers head and began to slam it up and down roughly in his lap, feeling his cock slide all the way into her greedy mouth and throat. He listened to the choking sound she made as he took control, but that was quickly replaced by a low moaning hum, a sound his mom made when she was totally into a rhythm sucking cock. Paul felt his mom's nose press repeatedly against his groin; he could hear the sound of her breathing through her nose, his fingers tangled in her soft once natural, now touched up, blond hair. Paul felt his orgasm approach quickly under his mothers' talented deep-throat technique. 

"OH FUCK, MOMMY, I'M GONNA CUM!!" Paul shouted as his cum rose in his shaft and blasted his moms' throat and jetted down into her belly.

"YES! YES! SWALLOW IT ALL YOU FUCKING CUM-WHORE!!" Paul's words spurred on Jenny's quick swallows and she soon had taken all of his load, not a drop exited her experienced mouth, and she was soon gently cleaning her sons slick but now flaccid shaft with her motherly tongue, listening to him moan and tell her how much her loved her, with all his heart. 

Jenny was as happy as she could be, but she still couldn't wait for her husband to get home. 

"My goodness, what is going on here?!"

Jenny jumped and squealed, and sat up from the spot she had fallen asleep on her sons' lap, and looked up at the foursome of smiling faces looking down at her and Paul. The pretty mother of two looked up at her handsome hubby, her beautiful sexy daughter, her daughters' tall lovely girlfriend Lindsey and her father Henry.

Paul looked up and upon seeing the foursome and remembering that he was completely naked he desperately cast about looking for anything to cover himself with, and ridiculously, finding nothing he grabbed his mom, still clad in her pajamas, and tried to pull her in front of himself. "Paul! Cut it out you ..." Jenny began to protest and was soon consumed by laughter, as she saw that at that moment everyone but her son was now laughing hysterically. 

Clarissa held onto her dad and was overwhelmed by the strange humor of the whole situation, and so she couldn't stop laughing as well. Her father shook and looked over at his friend Henry and saw he was in the same shape.

The only one not completely beside herself with laughter was Lindsey. Though she was giggling and smiling she was also enthralled by Paul's nudity, and was feeling a familiar itch between her legs, finally she had seen Paul naked and it was just as good as she always had imagined it would be.

Jenny caught her breath as best she could. "Oh my ... Conrad where ... oh wow," she still tried to compose herself and free herself from her sons' grip. "I think I know what took you so long at Lindsey's house now honey," said Jenny to her husband.

"Yes honey, we got delayed. Let me tell you these two whores really have an appetite." Clarissa elbowed her dad, "Hey! That's not nice to say Daddy!" 

"Am I supposed to say you two behave like virginal young ladies," Conrad joked as he tickled his daughters' ribs and she backed away into her smiling friend.

By now Paul had warmed to this situation and was rapidly getting less and less nervous, looking at his hot sister pressing her sexy small body up against her friends' tall long limbed body. He felt his cock stir as both girls gave him a wink and began to tongue kiss right in front of him. As he watched his mouth fell open and after a quick glance his way both of the hot teen girls broke off their kiss when they were seized by a fit of giggles.

Conrad picked up the remote for the television playing softly in the front of the room and turned the set off, and then setting the control to the side, he walked to a corner closet. He quickly began to pull out the old play mats he had stashed in the closet he had told his kids was off limits for years. 

"Hey Henry, give me a hand with these, and then lets everyone get comfortable."

The old play mats that Conrad and Jenny had used down here in the playroom for some sexual get-togethers' with friends back when the kids were very little, now lay on the floor making a nice soft surface for any kind of sexual activity. And once everyone that was clothed had disrobed it was pretty apparent that everyone was ready to enjoy the olds play mats again.

As she had taken off her clothes in front of Paul for the first time, Lindsey was nervous at first, but as she watched him salivate over her exposed flesh she began to feel much more confident. This was especially the case when she noticed his prick twitch as he watched her take her clothes off.

For his part Paul was in heaven looking at Lindsey in the nude for the first time. He had fantasized about her body so many times and now here she was. He saw, as she peeled her panties down her hips that she was, just like his mom and sis' completely bald down between her legs. Paul loved his sis' and moms' shaven cunts, and found he was very happy to see Lindsey shaved as well. 




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 04



Conrad watched as his wife gathered the girls, both her daughter, as well as the other young girl who she had always been like a mother to, into her arms and whispered in each ones ear. Conrad found his shaft to already be at almost full mast. As he looked at his friend Henry and his son Paul, he saw they were also in pretty much the same shape. His boy especially was fully rock hard he took note. Ah true love, thought Conrad.

The three men looked up at the girls and saw all of them drop to their knees as one, and place their hands and elbows on the mats. Jenny looked over her shoulder at her husband and said, "Well. What you waiting for, sirs. You have three willing cunts waiting for you." Conrad's wife had a smirk on her pretty face that her husband was quite familiar with, but also in love with. Conrad felt just like he had as a teenager on his first date with Jenny. Of course without the nudity that is.

"Jenny is something else Conrad," said Henry admiringly.

"That she is," Conrad answered as he stepped up to his wife's upturned ass and reached down to run his hand over it. Conrad slipped his finger through her ass crack and down to her already soaked slit, pouting between her legs. Jenny groaned and arched her back, and saw her son kneel next to her behind Lindsey.

Lindsey spoke in a husky voice, "Paul, its okay. Please touch me. I want you so bad." Hearing her words Paul began to caress her firm ass cheeks and as he heard her moan with delight, he squeezed more firmly.

"Don't worry Paul, Lindsey is like our ladies," said Conrad interrupting a kiss to his wife's ass to speak to his son. Paul looked at his father, a question in his eyes.

Lindsey looked back at Paul and answered his question herself. "Smack my ass hard Pauly, please." Lindsey jerked her ass backward and achieved her goal as she felt Paul's hard cock head press against her clit. "Oh fuck!" Lindsey cried out. 

Beginning to see what his father meant the young man squeezed the beautiful ass cheeks of his long time crush in his strong hands, causing her to cry out in pain and pleasure all at once. He smacked first one, then the other ass cheek, as hard as he could sending a thrill of delicious pain into Lindsey's body. She began to squirm as he, seeing her reaction, began an assault on her tight ass cheeks.

Over and over Paul's hand came down on Lindsey's ass, turning it red and hot to the touch. Each crack of his hand brought forth another groan of sexual excitement from the girl kneeling in front of him. Paul looked down at his handiwork, Lindsey's ass marked bright red. "You belong to me now," he said. "And you always will, okay?"

"Yes Paul, sir. I'm your fucking slut from now on." Lindsey felt beside herself with lust and pleasure, as well as love and respect at that moment. "Please use me Paul. Please make me feel good, lover."

Paul gripped Lindsey's long blond hair tightly in his hand and pulled back on it 'til her face was near his and pressed his lips to hers. Her mouth opened to his tongue as it swirled around her mouth. The young couple kissed passionately and as they did, Paul slipped his other hand down Lindsey's ass and slid two fingers into her slick cunt. 

Lindsey moaned into her lover's mouth as his fingers penetrated her tight cunt. As Paul felt her tight wet slot he inserted another finger, and now he began to fuck three of his long thick fingers in and out of her well used cunt hole. Paul could see that Lindsey had been fucked often by her father and had probably had his own fathers' hard cock up her hole tonight. It seemed odd to him at first, but knowing this only made him more attracted to her than ever. The fact that she was a slut made him love her more, and want to ram his cock as deep as he could in her slick hole. For the time being he fucked his fingers into her roughly, and kissed her face until he pushed her face away and she laid her cheek on the mat she knelt on.

Paul twisted and fucked his three fingers deep into Lindsey's tight little box faster and faster. She was moaning uncontrollably now as he fucked her cunt.

"YEAH ... OHH ... PAUL!! YES!! PLEASE! FUCK ME ... HARDER!" 

Paul felt Lindsey's cunt get tighter, gripping his fingers hard and knew she would soon come all over them. He glanced over and saw Lindsey's dad grab his sisters' hair and lift her face up to his cock as he stepped in front of her.

Henry looked down at little Clarissa's face. "Open that fucking mouth, Clarissa."

Clarissa's answer was to open her mouth wide, and wait like a good girl for the stiff cock in front of her to fuck her mouth.

Henry rammed his cock deep into Clarissa's throat in one hard thrust.

Clarissa felt her throat swallow and take Uncle Henry's shaft down in one stab. She choked for a moment until she adjusted to the invading cock shaft in her throat and then began to breathe through her nose as Henry fucked her face steadily.

"You filthy slut, take Uncle Henry's cock you cum-slut bitch," said Henry, surprising himself with the intensity of his desire to fuck Clarissa's mouth. 

"That's it you fucking little whore, suck on my cock!" Henry growled as he felt his balls slap Clarissa's chin wetly.

Spit dripped lewdly down Clarissa's chin, and began to drip onto the floor mat. Henry watched as a long string of saliva clung to her chin and touched the play mat. Henry reached under her chin and began to pump her face in earnest.

"Yes! Yes! Suck you fucking whore! Are you gonna swallow my load like a good girl, Clarissa!" Clarissa tried to nod, but she could hardly move her head because of her Uncle Henry's cock in her throat and his firm grip on her hair as he fucked her face. But her best friends' father seemed to know she was going to try to be a good girl just like always. 

Henry groaned and felt his orgasm begin as spurt after spurt of cum jetted into Clarissa's throat. He could feel her swallowing as he sot deep in her throat trying to keep up as he came. Henry pulled back on her hair and as his cock came free of her throat and mouth Clarissa began to cough, and Henry grabbed his cock and jacked the remainder of his cum into her face, the cum mixing with the coating of spit on her chin and cheeks.

Clarissa smiled up at her beloved make believe Uncle, and giggled remembering calling him that as a little girl.

"What's so funny, slut?" Henry panted. 

"You Uncle Henry," Clarissa said with a smile and a wink. "I love you Uncle Henry."

Henry fell to his knees and hugged his friend's daughter close and settled down to watch the other two horny couples. 

Lindsey cried out in ecstasy as her cunt began to quiver and spasm uncontrollably under the digital assault of Paul's fingers. She screamed so loud that Conrad kneeling nearby with his legs now splayed out in front of his wife as she sucked his cock hard, thought some neighbor might call the cops. It was, he decided, a good idea to have put the sound proofing in the walls.

Lindsey had never felt such a rush from simply being masturbated, and had tears in her eyes as she shouted to Paul.

"OH GOD YES! PAUL YES PLEASE USE ME LIKE A FUCKING SLUT!!" Lindsey's voice seemed to almost shake the overhead light fixture. Lindsey rolled on her back and submissively spread her legs wide and laid her head back, she moaned softly to Paul. 

"Oh Paul, I don't know how I never knew you where so wonderful. You made me cum so good!" Lindsey said as she lay panting.

Paul gazed at his fingers coated now in Lindsey's pussy juice. They glistened in the low light of the play room. Crawling between Lindsey's open legs he leaned on one hand and offered the girl cum coated fingers of his other hand to Lindsey's lips.

"Taste how sweet that cunt is Lin. Do as I say you little slut," said Paul. Lindsey of course needed not much persuasion at all as she quickly took all four fingers of his hand into her sucking mouth. 

Lindsey found herself greedily sucking and cleaning cum from the stained fingers of the young man she now already thought of as her boyfriend. Running her tongue over Paul's fingers she sucked harder and grasped it in her own hands and tried to push more of his hand in her mouth. Lindsey soon felt Paul begin to force more of his fingers into her mouth until he was almost pushing them down her throat, and as she started to gag on his fingers he pulled them back and held his, now spit coated hand in front of her face.

Looking deep into Lindsey's pretty eyes he took his now once again sloppy wet hand and brought it up hard against Lindsey's cunt mound, making her gasp. Paul giving into a sudden urge brought his hand down on his new found girlfriends cunt in a hard slap that brought tears to her eyes and made her bite her lower lip and arch her back off the floor. "Oww, oh God, Paul!" moaned Lindsey between gritted teeth.

Conrad looked up from watching his wife giving him an exquisite blow job, to see his son spanking Lindsey's cunt, and thought the boy seemed more and more like a chip off the old block. He looked down into the beautiful eyes of his wife as she practically choked herself on his huge shaft, while at the same time keeping eye contact the whole time. Conrad decided she still put to shame any woman in the raunchy sex department, and couldn't imagine spending his life with any other woman. 

What he always found incredible about Jenny was how much drool she produced when she sucked him and fucked his cock with her mouth. The trail of drool as she sucked on him while she kneeled between his outstretched legs actually covered the top of her chest. "God Jenny, you still suck cock like a true pro," Conrad said with a grin.

'A pro?" Jenny asked taking her mouth from his cock for a second.

"A fucking pro slut, I mean. A fucking dirty whore, which is what you are you fucking cunt." Conrad knew this kind of filthy invective turned her on more than anything in the world, and never missed the opportunity to give his slutty wife what she craved. She was as perverted in her way as he was, while still being as full of love as any other wife and mother. His filthy words to her made Jenny's twat clench and drool her own brand of fuck juice, and she let go of her husbands cock and spun around on her knees and wiggled her still shapely ass at him. 

"Fuck my ass sir, please!!" she moaned as she waited expectantly.

"As you ask my sweet slut princess," said Conrad, punctuating his words with a hard slap to his wife's ass. 

"Oh Conrad, you really know how to make me happy ..." Jenny sighed as her husband leaned down to tongue her asshole as he held her cheeks wide open. Conrad spit and lapped making his wife's ass cleft wet and slippery. He worked hard to work his tongue into the still tight asshole he had fucked so many times over the years. As Jenny's ass began to dilate and accept his tongue inside his over heated wife lifted her face from the mat and looked back at him with a wicked grin.

"You fucking dirty pervert, licking my ass out in front of our daughter and Lindsey," Jenny groaned as her husband screwed his tongue and squirmed to get it inside her asshole.

Conrad knew what she was up to and pulled his tongue from her ass and then worked the index fingers of each hand into his wife's ass. And stretched her open, Conrad knew she loved this kind of lewd treatment, and he loved to do it. 

"Baby, oh God baby, stretch me open, fucking God please fuck my ass, please," Jenny moaned as she felt her ass being stretched wide by her husbands experienced fingers. Conrad she could feel was leaning close and rimming the sides of her stretched open hole, and then she heard and felt him spit loudly into her opened ass. Jenny felt the wet spittle coat her inner tissues and moaned wildly. "Yes Conrad treat me like the fucking whore I am, oh baby I love you!!" said Jenny, already almost coming from her violation by her husbands' mouth and hands. It made it all the more exciting because he was doing it with other people present, and this was, she now knew, the only thing missing all their years of marriage.

Conrad loved to humiliate and violate his wife in this way, and his cock showed it as his erection was harder than in years he thought. The horny husband gripped his cock in his fist and pushed it up and into his wife's clenching asshole, the head popping in easily. "Oh ... yes!!" Conrad groaned as his cock sank into his wife's asshole. Conrad looked down at his cock as he pushed it into her ass and up at his wife's face as she moaned loudly.

Jenny screamed obscenities as she began to push her ass back at her husband. "Mmm ... oh my God please fuck my filthy ass sir please!!" Jenny's head shook from side to side, and in moments she was ramming her own ass back at her lover harder and harder forcing his cock deep in her bowels.

Conrad looked over his children and saw that Paul had stopped spanking and started fucking, Lindsey's cunt. She pushed her hips up at his son as he pounded his shaft up into her tunnel. Next to them he saw his daughter laying back against Henry's chest and, her legs thrown wide, was watching her mom and dad having anal sex nearby. Clarissa fingered her pussy feverishly, and plunged her fingers in and out occasionally pulling them free and sucking her sticky cunt juice from them. 

Conrad plunged his cock deep in his wife's ass -- eliciting a yelp from her -- and held it there, turning to his daughter. "Come over here baby, Mommy needs something to suck on. Let her use your little cunt," said Conrad in a soothing voice. The type of Daddy voice he would have used to get Clarissa to help her mom with the laundry when she was little.

Clarissa eagerly crawled over to her mom, much to the initial chagrin of Henry.

He soon found something to do however when he decided to pay his own daughter a visit as she was fucked by Paul Hill nearby.

Henry looked a question into the eyes of Paul as he hunched above his daughter Lindsey's body, and when Paul gave him a smile, he began to tap his daughter on her cheek with his now, once again hard, cock. His little girl opened her eyes and said, "Oh hi Daddy. Yeah Daddy, can your little girl have a treat." Lindsey opened her mouth wide and as Paul continued to fuck her pussy steadily; her dad slipped his shaft into her mouth. 

Henry sighed in contentment as his cock was massaged by his daughters' warm tongue. He reached out his hand and fondled her firm tits and then began to squeeze first one and then the other. Soon he was pinching her hard nipples making her moan even more as she sucked her fathers cock as her new boyfriend Paul fucked her tight cunt now with renewed speed.

Paul looked down at his sweet Lindsey and saw her mouth filled with Daddy cock, and leaned down to capture the nipple not being pinched and twisted by her dad in his mouth. He bit down and pulled on it causing Lindsey to arch her back mewling in both pleasure and pain all at once.

"Oh Paul, oh Daddy," she groaned letting her fathers cock fall from her mouth.

Henry grabbed her face and turned it back to his cock and plunged it into her mouth gagging her causing her to raise her hands to push at her fathers' stomach. Henry captured her hands in his and held them pinned in one of his own strong hands as he used his other to grip his daughters' hair to hold her head up as he began to fuck her mouth roughly.

Paul switched to Lindsey's other nipple and bit down on it making her wince as her face was fucked hard by her father. When Paul released her nipple he could see his teeth marks in her tender skin, but to his surprise this made his cock even harder. It was all he could do not to cum in the hot little pain and cum slut he now found his shaft embedded in. Lindsey's long legs wrapped around Paul as he rammed in and out of her dripping hole, and her father fucked her face and moaned in his throat as his own orgasm approached.

Clarissa crawled to her mom and dad and looked up at her handsome father expectantly. She smiled at him and rubbed her hand over her cunt. "Daddy my cunt is all itchy and hot. What should I do?" Clarissa said using her best Daddy's Little Girl voice.

"Let Mommy take care of your itchy cunt baby girl. Right Mommy?" Conrad yanked up on Jenny's hair as he said this last, and she looked at her daughter and her hand between her legs rubbing her sopping wet pussy.

Jenny smiled at her little girl and said, "Be a good girl and lay down in front of Mommy and let her lick away the itchiness baby." Jenny licked her lips as she felt her husband stroke in and out of her asshole slowly, almost teasingly, and watched her daughter settle in front of Jenny with her legs thrown wide.

Clarissa leaned back on her elbows and watched her Mommy lean forward and began to lap at Clarissa's wet hole. Clarissa moaned at the touch of her mom's lips and tongue.

"Yes mommy, you do that so well. Your baby girl likes her Mommy's tongue on her pussy. Can you do more, Mommy?" Clarissa moaned in her best cajoling voice. As if she needed to cajole, Clarissa thought while grinning wickedly at her mom.

Jenny looked up at her daughter and said, "Does Mommy's little girl want more? You have been such an angel, Mommy will suck out your cunt all you like baby."

Clarissa watched as her dad pumped his hips forward, bumping her mom's butt. Her mother groaned as her husbands cock slid deep into her ass. 

Conrad looked on as his young daughter lay in front of him and her mom, her legs splayed open, her shaven teenaged cunt dripping wet and swollen, as she waited for her slutty mother to eat her pussy. It was a sight the middle aged father of two couldn't begin to think he had ever thought he would see, but was immensely glad he was indeed glad to be witnessing now. He could feel his beloved whorish wife's juices dripping down and coating his balls as he pushed his cock up deep in her ass, causing his balls to nestle up against her wet slit.

"What are you waiting for Jenny," said Conrad with a smirk, "eat your little girls' cunt just like a loving mother should." 

Jenny looked back over her shoulder at her husband, her mouth open, a look of almost comical lust painted there. 

To Conrad it wasn't comical however because he knew it was real and true lust. The kind born out of an obsession with sex and pleasure, the type Conrad had always known lay within his wife, just as it was within him. And apparently their daughter and son and also their former neighbors as well, Conrad realized with pleasure. 

Jenny lowered her mouth to her daughter Clarissa's cunt and began to lick noisily at her sopping wet opening. "Your pussy tastes so good angel," Jenny said lifting her face for a second to speak. 

"Thank you Mommy. Oh please Mommy, please, suck it more! Please!" Clarissa croaked. Clarissa began to shiver as she watched her mom return to her slit, she felt her mother's warm breath and then her tongue slither within her pussy. Clarissa's pussy lips felt so swollen Clarissa almost felt that they were throbbing. Her mother's tongue slid up and across Clarissa's clit, pink and hard, and swirled over it, causing Clarissa to arch her back and thrust her hips up at her mother. 

"Oh Mommy, you suck cunt so good!!" Clarissa cried loudly.

Jenny looked up at her daughter. "Do you want Mommy's fingers in you?" Jenny said as she ran her fingers lovingly up and down her daughters slit.

"OH YES MOMMY, PLEASE!!" shouted Clarissa almost causing her father to laugh, even as he continued to fuck his wife's asshole slowly and gently. 

Jenny jammed three fingers deep in her daughters' cunt and began a steady in and out motion keeping a rhythm with the strokes into her ass of her husband. Jenny pressed her tongue against her daughters' clit and finger fucked her, every time Conrad slid his cock into Jenny, Jenny would slide her fingers deep inside her daughter. 




Just Like Her Mom. Ch. 04



Clarissa as tossing her head from side to side moaning deep in her throat and humping her pussy up at her mother's mouth and steadily fucking fingers. 

Conrad could feel that he was going to have what his wife called, one of his epic orgasms. It was just a certain feeling that came over him sometimes when he had sex, a feeling that said, 'this one is big.' Jenny called these her husbands A-1 cams', the type of ejaculation that could put out a grease fire in the kitchen she liked to joke. And this, Conrad knew was going to be one of those times. Conrad glanced again at his son fucking Lindsey in her hot little pussy on the floor next to him, while her father fucked her throat as he massaged her beasts and pinched and occasionally smacked her nipples. Just this sight made Conrad's dick grow closer to cumming in his wife's ass. Both of the nearby men were groaning and grunting as they fucked the sweet slut that lay submissively and allowed them to use her for their pleasure, while also filling her with unbelievable sensations that, Conrad could tell, made her cum over and over, as she was used.

Clarissa was now almost fucking her mother's face and fingers as her hot slut of a mother ate her out with gusto, slurping and sucking at the sweet tunnel of her daughter.

"That's it suck your little girls' cunt you fucking whore," said Conrad as he continued to ream Jenny out from behind. "Tongue fuck her you dirty slut! What kind of filthy whore eats her daughters' cunt while she is being ass fucked!!?" Conrad hurled the kind of verbal abuse he knew his slutty and oh so sweet wife loved.

Clarissa began to cry as she came over and over, her thighs began to spasm, and her cunt clench around her mom's squirming tongue. "IT'S SO GOOD MOMMY!! OH MOMMY IT'S SO GOOD!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!" Clarissa sobbed as she was wracked by her orgasm. 

Conrad saw his wife withdraw her fingers from her sobbing daughters cunt hole and lay her flushed face against her little Clarissa's pussy, breathing in and out as he continued to ram her anal opening faster and harder. Conrad gripped his wife's ass hard and rammed deep on each hard plunge. "Oh yes, oh yes. My god your ass is good you dirty slut!" Conrad said beginning to speak to her in a tone that said to his wife he was getting close.

"OH BABY, ARE YOU GONNA CUM?! NOW?!" Jenny groaned as her ass was pounded. 

"YES BABY GIRL! I'M GONNA FILL THAT DIRTY FUCKING ASSHOLE!!" Conrad shouted at his wife.

Jenny moaned loudly, looking back at Conrad. "Oh baby no! Please cum in my face!" Jenny looked up at her sexy redheaded daughter. "Shoot your load in both our faces, baby. Please cover your girl's in cum!" 

Jenny's words brought Conrad to the brink and he had to oblige his lovely wife and daughter. Conrad slid his cock from his wife's ass with a slight pop as it exited her asshole. Conrad began to stroke his shaft as he stood up slowly and then grabbed his wife by the hair, pulling her to a kneeling position. 

"Come get Daddy's sperm with Mommy, Clarissa," said Conrad.

When Conrad saw she was still dazed and slow to move from her orgasm before he reached down and slapped her face snapping her eye open. "GET UP AND TAKE DADDY'S CUM LIKE A GOOD GIRL! NOW!" Clarissa quickly obeying now rose to her knees beside her mother and Jenny grabbed her daughter and hugged her close and pressed her face to her daughters', cheek to cheek. 

Jenny whispered up at her husband as he smiled down at her and their daughter, while stroking his cock steadily, his cock head bright purple now.

"Cum in your girls' faces, sir, please." 

Conrad stroked faster getting close to hosing both of his sweet ladies down.

Nearby Henry saw his friend Conrad stroking his huge erection, pointing it at the pretty faces of his wife and daughter, and looking back down at his own little girls face, knew he wanted to shoot his own cream over her face also. He could see that Paul, his friends' son, was close to cumming as well as he pumped his hips faster and faster between Lindsey's thighs as he fucked her slick twat.

Henry spoke to Paul, "Come on Paul, lets cover her cute face in cum just like your dad is gonna do to your mom and Clarissa."

Paul looked up and gritting his teeth, said, "Yeah Uncle Henry, you would like that, right Lindsey?" He looked down at Lindsey and heard her gurgle in her throat unable to answer because of the hard thick shaft of her fathers' cock still deep in her mouth. Paul felt he knew her answer and thought the slutty girl of his dreams even tried to smile and nod, though she could barely move her head.

Henry pulled his thick shaft from his daughters' throat, and watched as a thick trail of saliva drew across her face attaching her mouth to her fathers' cock. Lindsey sucked in and drew her saliva back into her mouth with a slurp.

"You're such a filthy slut for Daddy, aren't you?" said Henry looking at his sexy daughters' messy smiling face. 

"Yes Daddy, I am. But now you have to share me with Paul. Do you mind Daddy?" Lindsey smiled up at her father.

"No way baby, Paul is a good boy," said Henry as he stood up and began to stroke his cock while speaking to Paul. "Come on Paul, let's cum on this slut."

Paul pulled his cock free of Lindsey's sweet cunt and stood up as she got to her knees. Suddenly Paul said, "Just a minute Uncle Henry." He reached down and slid his fingers into Lindsey's twat. Lindsey arched her back and cried out in pleasure as she was penetrated by Paul's fingers. 

Paul began to fuck her cunt hard with his fingers, ramming them deep and fast, causing her to almost lift her body up off the floor mat with the force of Paul's fucking.

"OH GOD, OH GOD!! OH PAUL!" Lindsey screamed as she felt her pussy squirting juices all over her new boyfriends invading hand. Lindsey felt Paul's knuckles press and rub her clit on each thrust and then she felt only mind numbing pleasure, as she almost blacked out.

Coming to her senses moments later Lindsey now felt her pussy to be empty, and saw her Daddy and Paul above her each with his cock in hand stroking fiercely and pointing their hard purplish cock heads at her face. Lindsey opened her mouth wide and waited; she saw her friend Clarissa and her mom Aunt Jenny kneeling next to her also waiting for Uncle Conrad's load of cum to splash them. 

Clarissa pressed her face to her beloved mothers' and opened her mouth wide hoping to catch some of her fathers' cum as it splashed her face.

The room soon filled with moans and shouted obscenities as the three men began to pump cum out onto the faces of the three cum hungry women kneeling on the floor mats in the basement playroom of Jennifer and Conrad Hill. 

"TAKE DADDY'S CUM IN YOUR FUCKING FACE!!" Henry shouted as his cock erupted in all over Lindsey, as he became the first of the men to orgasm. His cum shot out, the first jet hit his daughter on the bridge of her nose. Beside him Paul moaned loudly and shouted at Lindsey.

"OH GOD LINDSEY I'M CUMMING LIN, OH TAKE MY CUM!" Paul began to spurt as he continued to stroke his cock and watched as his first shot hit Lindsey right on her outstretched tongue, turning it white, and eliciting a groan of delight from her.

To the left of Henry and Paul Conrad threw his head back and bellowed loudly as he came hard, jet after jet of white sperm shooting like a fountain over and down onto his wife and daughter. 

"YES DADDY! OH YES, COVER YOUR FUCKING WHORES IN CUM DADDY!!" Clarissa encouraged her dad as he sent spurt after spurt of cum over her and her mom's face. Conrad had the orgasm he had anticipated as his cock spat a seemingly endless load over his wife and little 18 year old daughter. Both girls were covered from forehead to chin by his sixth spurt, and still more came shooting forth.

"OH GOD, OH GOD BABY!! I LOVE TO BE YOUR CUM-SLUT!" Jenny moaned as her face received yet another cum shot.

Lindsey meanwhile as the target of two over worked men was already plastered in creamy sperm, as her father collapsed next to her and drew her to his chest from behind and fondled her tits lovingly. He watched as the much younger man still cumming continued to finish unloading his cum into Lindsey's mouth. Paul stepped back and Lindsey leaned her head back into her fathers shoulder and made a gargling sound, which Henry recognized as her gargling whatever cream still lay in her mouth, un-swallowed.

Conrad gazed at his two cum covered sweethearts.

His wife was already playing with his cum, rubbing it around her face and scooping some into her mouth and leaning back to also gargle as she saw her daughters' young friend do nearby.

Clarissa looked up at her father and smiled broadly up at him, her cheeks glistening with his cum and dripping lewdly off her chin onto her small breasts.

Seeing the cum on her daughters chest Jenny scraped it off her chest with her own fingers and sucked her fingers clean.

'What a fucking filthy slut you are, you cunt," Conrad said, reaching down to stroke his wife's hair softly. Conrad looked to the other two men; his friend and his 20 year old son, and said, "I think these three whores should clean up each other, don't you guys?"

"Yeah, I agree," said Paul, "they sure as hell should Dad."

"Yes, I think so too," Henry said. He shoved his cum stained daughter gently but firmly toward the other women. "Go help out Clarissa and Aunt Jenny, you fucking cum dump. Give them a hand and a tongue, honey." Lindsey giggled at her fathers words, then crawled over and began to lick and suck sperm from the gooey faces of the other women.

Conrad, Henry, and Paul, stood and watched the amazing display as the girls slurped and lapped at the creamy deposits on each others faces and chins and chests until they were shiny with spit, but every other fluid, specifically sperm had been consumed. 

Jenny knelt next to her daughter and Lindsey, looking up into her husbands eyes. Conrad thought he knew what thought he saw behind them. He knew her that well.

"Sir, do you and the other boys have to go potty?" Jenny winked, and the two young girls kneeling with her looked at her, questioningly. 

"Pardon?" said Henry, also puzzled.

Conrad looked at his friend. "That is another one of Jenny's ... things you might say." Looking at his son Paul, Conrad almost laughed at the expression on his boys face. It combined lust and disgust and confusion all in one look.

"Well if the other girls would like to try, the mats are water proof," said Conrad with a chuckle.

Jenny looked at Clarissa and Lindsey.

"Okay I guess," said Clarissa. Lindsey shrugged and then giggled, then shrugged again. 

'Lets show 'em how its done," Jenny said sitting back on her thighs, her mouth wide open like a target one more, though this time not for sperm.

Conrad stepped close, and as the rest gawked at him he simply let fly a jet of piss, hitting his wife in her mouth at first, and then hosing the rest of her face as he began to swivel his hips and dick back and forth. Conrad suddenly turned from his wife and sprayed his piss at Lindsey and Clarissa and though both squealed at first, they both soon were holding there own mouth wide to catch the last drops of his piss.

As Conrad backed off his piss spent, suddenly both Henry and Paul began to launch their own urine at the three naked cum sluts that now seemed to be piss and cum sluts.

The two men, Henry and Paul, sprayed back and forth over the faces and bodies and into the mouths of the three sexy bitches kneeling at their feet. Though the two younger girls would take the piss in their mouths they would let it pour and drip out, not swallowing any, or at least, as little as they could. But Jenny Hill, who was an experienced piss mop whore, swallowed great mouthfuls of piss, much to the delight of her long time friend Henry, but also to the great delight of her son, who found it incredible to be peeing into the face and mouth of this woman that had given him life 20 years earlier.

Looking at the clock Jenny groaned. "Wow, its 4:30 in the morning. Oh well, who's up for breakfast?" said Jenny ever the concerned mother.

Needless to say, all five hands went up.

Two hours later, after clean-ups and showers had been accomplished, all six friends and family and loved ones sat down to enjoy the first of many such wonderful day after sex breakfasts, as prepared by Jenny (always an amazing cook) and her helpers, Clarissa, Lindsey, and Paul (not so amazing cooks, but they would learn) in the kitchen of the Hill household, and served to all of the happy group sitting around the table, as a family should.

After all isn't that what being a happy family is about?

Epilogue

Of course it behooves us to ask what becomes of such a nice group of people. 

So let's ask. What became of Jenny and Conrad Hill?

Just as Jenny put it to her son, she knew he would leave the nest and find other pussies to fuck. He specifically found Lindsey's to fuck, and soon after college, the happy couple married, with the very enthusiastic blessing of her dad and Paul's mom and dad as well. 

Of course in a family this ... shall we say unconventional, you are never going to get a run of the mill marriage. So when Paul and Lindsey moved a few cities away after the wedding, they didn't go alone. Some people thought it odd that a newlywed husband and wife would buy a home with the husbands' sister, but they seemed to be so happy and to love each other so much that even the snoopiest neighbors soon found no good reason not to think this living arrangement was sweet after all.

And when in the course of time Lindsey had a baby boy it was so nice people thought to have a sweet maiden aunt to live in and help care for baby.

And the neighbors loved how everyone seemed to stick together and rally around Clarissa when she became pregnant herself the next year.

In all Paul and Lindsey and Clarissa had six kids together, and had no trouble raising them to be loved and well adjusted. Paul fathered two boys and a girl with Lindsey, and two girls and a boy with his sister. Perfect balance was what they had in their lives. And as the years went by the children never saw anything odd about their dad and two moms' way of life.

They always liked when grandma and their two grandpa's visited also.

Grandma and Grandpa Conrad and Grandpa Henry lived like their mommies and daddy they knew.

Of course the extended family had lots of adventures of their own in the coming years after they got old enough, but that is a tale for another time.

For now let's just say they lived happily ever after.