5 comments/ 136695 views/ 17 favorites Volley For Serve Ch. 01 By: BobCollier 1 My husband is a chef at an exclusive restaurant, and I'm a stay at home mom. We married too young, being that I got pregnant with our first son at the naive age of sixteen. I've had two other boys since, but now I am not looking forward to having my thirty-eighth birthday this year. Although, I have been told that I look younger than my age. My auburn hair, trim figure and ample breasts still do get a second look now-a-days, and according to my witty husband, my skin still fits! Our two oldest sons are gone from the nest now, and that leaves the eighteen year old who has just started at a school near home and is staying with us. My youngest, Bill, has worked hard and received a volleyball scholarship, and we are thankful for that. The twelve hour shifts that my husband works has left a void in our frequency of lovemaking. He also is not as interested anymore, and he doesn't seem to miss having sex as much as I do. I have been masturbating to supplement my needs. I probably play with myself everyday, and I enjoy it more than the speed sex with my spouse. He always was too short on time and size. My eighteen year old is tall at six foot five inches and fit. Billy has shot up like a beanpole over the last four years. Until recently, he was still walking around the house in just his undies. I saw the lump in his shorts and can tell that his cock is quite large. Not seeing him naked since he was a child, I wondered as to the size of it now that he is older. I think maybe that I wondered a bit too much. His prominence has become the focus of my libidinous fantasies. I've tried to deny the incestuous temptations, but the truth is, I can't stop thinking about my son's cock. It is partly the cause of my habitual masturbation. I was too embarrassed to tell him, but I did mention to my husband that I felt the boy shouldn't be lounging around the house in his underwear anymore. "Put some pants on," he told him, "You're making your mother horny." "How dare you say such a thing! That's not it," I retorted in denial. "How would you like it if I did that?" "We wouldn't care," my son said and laughed. That weekend I thought that I would teach them a lesson. I surprised them by coming to the dinner table without my blouse on and with just my bra covering my breasts. My husband chuckled, but he had no comment. It was my son who, instead of thinking it was disgusting, said that I looked hot! His eyes were fixed on my tits causing my nipples to betray me and become erect from his stare. I had to leave and get properly dressed, but I must have made my point for he wore some pants after that episode. I was flattered that he thought that I was sexy, and I wondered if he had stroked himself that day while thinking of my tits. Bill always did masturbate more than his brothers. I knew from doing their laundry that he must have jerked off several times a day, and he still is doing it that much. I'm amazed seeing the large stains at the amount of semen he ejaculates. I began fantasizing that I was watching him do it while I played with myself. I knew it wasn't right thinking of my son this way, but my pussy made me rationalize that it was just fantasy and nothing else. My husband went to a seminar in Florida for three weeks with a few of his associates. They were in charge of setting up everything and staying until after completion. He invited me to fly down on one of the weekends. For the first time, I felt uncomfortable being in the house alone with my son. On the morning after my husband had gone, I came down to the kitchen, and Billy was standing there in his underwear again. I didn't say anything about it because he was there first, and he probably thought that I was asleep in bed. He apologized and said that he would put something on, but I told him not to bother now. He was wearing skimpy designer briefs and the material was revealingly thin. I realized that I had missed seeing his scantily clad young body. His hard abs and cute butt was now a welcome sight. My husband was right; I was getting horny. My son's massive bulge was thrilling me like never before, and I could not take my eyes off the object of my desires. I had a robe on, but underneath only my panties. I felt myself getting excited. His cock was making me wet, and I wanted to see if I could make that monster hard. My robe sash somehow loosened, and my breasts could be seen when I leaned forward to pour his orange juice. I pretended that I didn't know, while I was showing my tits and stiff nipples to my son. Then, as I sat across from him, my cleavage had his full attention. Bill now coyly stroked himself underneath the table. I wanted to see my son's erect cock. I purposely pushed a spoon onto the floor, and I bent down to peep at his crotch. His cock was hard and sticking out above his briefs. The swollen purple head and three thick inches were exposed, as it stood at attention guarding his belly button. I was so shocked that I gasped out loud at the sight of his massive hard-on. He quickly put his hand over it, and he crouched to try to hide his erection as he rushed out of the room. My hand went inside my panties right there in the kitchen. I wanted to get myself off as soon as possible and probably many more times this day. I felt that I had better do my personal pleasuring in the bedroom. As I passed the bathroom on the way, I had noticed that the door was open a crack. I peeked in and saw my son sitting there, and he was stroking his cock with both of his hands. Bill's cock is so big! It looks to be at least eight inches long and very thick. It's twice the size of my husband's little dick. My son pulled on his beautiful crimson staff for what seemed like an eternity. He was taking himself to the brink of orgasm, and then he would slap it to the palm of his hand. He smeared his pre-cum all over the bloated head of his fat cock. "Lick it off," he whispered. "Now suck it!" His fantasy dominate role was turning me on more. "Keep sucking!" he demanded. I wanted to...more than anything. My fingers were buried inside my wet pussy and teasing my g-spot. I was trying not to come yet, as my juices were streaming down my legs. Billy then took out a pair of my panties from the hamper. He sniffed and licked them while he pounded on his hard cock. His hand smacked down hard on his come filled balls with every stroke. My son then put my panties over his swollen horse cock while he ejaculated. His thick shaft was pulsating as he spurted repeatedly into them. I came too while watching him, and I'm sure that he heard me squeal. I just couldn't help myself. I rushed to my bedroom and waited until he had finished in the bathroom. I then went back to get my come adorned panties. His plentiful load had soaked them, and I ran my fingers thru his still warm silky semen. I sucked on my slippery digits like they were coated with icing from a cake, and I loved the taste of his precious young cream. I never swallow for my husband, but I want to suck my son's magnificent cock for him and milk it dry. 2 My son would be at school later and afterward had a team practice. That whole morning I stayed in my bedroom and played with myself. The image of Billy's big cock and his slow stroking on it until he came in my panties had thrilled me. But, it was his dominate attitude that he exhibited while fantasizing that sent chills thru me. There was one other man who could manipulate me to perform for him; one other man who unleashed my suppressed sexual urges. That man was my own father. When I first got pregnant my husband was still in culinary school. We lived with my parents after our Justice of the Peace wedding, and that was a bad time for my dad. My mother was diagnosed with cancer, and she passed away shortly after the birth of our first son. Dad helped me with the baby after that horrible cancer ordeal, and I grew much closer to him during the mourning period. The new baby now filled our lives with a feeling of hope for being. My husband then graduated and got an opportunity in the city where we now live. We had to move here, and my poor father was left totally alone. I turned eighteen just after the birth of our second son. We were struggling financially and needed help. My husband and I decided to ask my father to come live with us. Dad was hesitant at first, but for me, he sold the house and moved in. He was happy to help with the boys. My husband worked hard climbing the proverbial ladder, and he wasn't home most of the time. Father and I spent all of our days and evenings together. After we put the boys to bed, he and I would relax and chat while drinking a little wine. The subject of sex came up. He confided to me that his only relief now sexually was thru masturbation. I admitted that my husband's absence has caused me to do the same thing. I also complained of my spouse's shortcomings in both time and size. As the days went by, my father and I started teasing each other. I quit wearing a bra, and I would open a button or two on my blouse giving him a peek throughout the day. He would squeeze his crotch, showing a large package, and he would tell me that he knew what I needed. We even joked about having to go to our rooms to play with ourselves. Then one evening he was in his bathrobe sitting on the couch, and I was in my nightgown on the floor below him. We were watching the tube, when he said that he had bought a porno movie today and asked if it was alright to put it on. I never saw one before. The movie began showing a young girl with an older man. They both were lying naked on a bed, and the girl was stroking the man's huge cock. "Look how big his cock is!" I exclaimed. "I wish my husband was hung like him." I could see up my father's robe, and I noticed that his cock was expanding and crawling toward me. The erotic movie and seeing my dad's dick was getting me excited. He spread his legs slightly apart, and his thick cock filled the gap between them as it lurched in my direction. My pussy was getting moist, and I wanted to touch myself. "Well...I guess I'm going to have to go to my room now," I lightheartedly said. He then suggested, "Don't leave...we know what we both want to do...let's enjoy the movie and rub one off together, honey...let's just play a little." I sat next to him, and he opened up his bathrobe exposing his cock. It was enormously thick and throbbing with his every heartbeat. It bounced up and down as it stretched and hardened, until it stood straight up. I rubbed my wet pussy inside of my panties, as I admired my father's cock which grew to be a proud erection of spectacular proportions. "Do you like my big dick, honey, is this cock enough for you?" he asked. "Oh yes, daddy, it's so big and beautiful," I told him. "Take off your panties. I want to see your hot little pussy," he requested. We watched each other masturbate and were stroking together in rhythm. His bombastic cock was swollen and seemed to grow even more as he pumped on it. My pussy was dripping and making a wet spot on the couch. "Don't let yourself come yet," he told me. "Let's tease ourselves as long as we can." I told him that I can have an orgasm more than once when I finger myself. "Then do it, sweetie...let daddy watch you make yourself come," he excitedly said and was stroking his cock faster. I put three of my fingers inside my hot pussy stretching it open. I loved fucking myself with him watching me. "Ooh daddy, I'm coming," I panted while humping on my fingers and climaxing in front of him. He was now stroking his cock with both of his hands. "You are a hot little nymph," he delightedly said. "We are going to have so much fun. I'm going to have you do so many naughty things for daddy." He knelt between my legs and watched as my wet fingers pleasured myself. I spread open my pussy for his viewing. He kissed my protruding clit and sucked on it. "Ooh, that feels so good," I panted, "Oh, lick it daddy...I'm going to come again!" I shouted out. I held his head to my creamy pussy, and I came hard from his expert diligent tongue. He then stood up in front of me and was squeezing his oozing cock. "I love your big cock," I told him. "If only you weren't my daddy..." "You know...you owe your daddy one now...just kiss it for me, honey, show me how much you love it," he said. I kissed and licked the head of his cock savoring the taste of his teased out fluid. I put my mouth on it, and he held my head while he fucked my face. I was moaning and slobbering all over his long and thick shaft. His large balls filled my hand, and I could tell that they were ready to come soon. "I'm going to come in your mouth, baby," he alerted, "Take it all...keep sucking...Oh yes, that's it!" he cried out while shooting a quick mouthful and a whole lot more of his hot come. I sucked and swallowed most of it down my throat, but some dripped off of my chin and onto my heaving breasts. "Hmmn...Oh daddy, that was a good one," I told him while licking my lips. Then, wanting more of the same, I put his cock back in my mouth trying to keep it from going down. "You love my big dick, don't you? I'll take care of your needs little girl," he promised me. We all of a sudden heard my husband's car pull into the garage. My father shut off the movie and went to his room. I covered myself with a blanket on the couch. When my husband had entered, I asked how work was for him. He said that he had a long stressful day, and he needed to go to bed. Even though I was still horny and wanted fucked bad, I instead just said goodnight to him. I watched some more of the porno movie, and I fingered myself again while fantasizing about my dad's cock. The next morning I gave my husband a quick hand-job in the bathroom and sent him off to work. He gave up long ago trying to get me to blow him. If he only knew how much I enjoyed sucking my dad's impressive cock, he would die. I was back in bed thinking about last night's incestuous affair, when my father knocked on my door. He had just gotten out of the shower and had a towel wrap around his waist. His cloaked masculinity immediately got me turned on. My father rubbed the towel over his semi-hard cock as he stood at the edge of my bed. "Do you want this, baby," he tempted me. "Yes daddy," I whimpered and pulled the towel from his body. I took his cock into my hands and stroked it. I kissed a trail down the thick shaft to his large pink balls, and I passionately sucked on each one. Then, with a long lick back up to the swollen head and a returning kiss, I started to blow him. "I knew that you needed my cock, honey," he said."You love sucking me, don't you?" I shook my head while looking up at him with his cock touching the back of my throat. "Oh, you're so good...you're a natural, little girl," he pleasingly told me. My fingers were inside me and fucking my wet pussy. He didn't last long, and my orgasm came fast too. I felt his cock swell in my mouth just before he spurted in his hot cream. My father smiled while patting my cheek and thanking me, he then just turned away and walked out. He had me orally pleasure him again on my knees in the kitchen after we had lunch. I was his little cum-slut, and I loved making him happy. My dad went out that afternoon leaving me so horny. I thought of the porno movie, but it wasn't where I had left it last night. I went to my dad's room to look for it. My father was quite an athlete in his younger days, as I was impressed looking at his sport's memorabilia hanging on his walls. He still is a very fit and attractive man. I was frustrated at not finding the movie, but I did happen upon a box of old photos. I had to sit down because I was going to faint from what I saw. They were instant photos of my mother in sexually provocative poses. Some were depicting her tied up and gagged. Her tits were bursting from restraints, and her nipples were swollen with clamps on them. Other photos exemplified her using large toys, and she always had a look of sexual bliss in all of them. I saw her with other men, two or more, but not my dad. I knew that he was taking the pictures. One photo was captured just as two big cocked black men were coming on my mom's face. She was coming too, judging by her orgasmic expression, while sitting on a third thick black cock inside of her pussy. There was a picture with her arms and legs tied to the bed. She had a humungous dildo sticking in her cunt, and six guys with giant cocks in their hands were posed around her. She was covered with come and smiling. I came twice playing with myself while looking at the perverted yet erotic photos. My mother was a sex slave for my dad. I realized that I have instinctively inherited her submissive ways, and I wanted to satisfy my father's every desire too. I was getting dinner ready, when my husband unexpectedly came home hours earlier than usual that evening. He announced that he would be going out of town for a few days, and he would be leaving early in the morning. My father then returned shortly thereafter, and he had two other men with him. Dad was surprised at seeing my husband home, and he nervously asked if they could watch the game tonight at our house. My husband wasn't into sports, but told them that they were welcome to stay. He also told my dad about leaving town, and then my obliging spouse went to our bedroom. The game had started with my dad and the two men watching in the living room. I put the boys to bed, and after I had my bath, joined the three of them for the game wearing my bathrobe. They moved and made room for me on the couch between my father and a nice looking man slightly younger than my dad. The other man was huge, and I wondered if he was an ex-football player. My dad put his hand on my knee causing my robe to fall and exposing one of my legs. He slowly moved his hand up my thigh. The other men could see his intentional stimulating actions, and they also saw me timidly spread my legs open encouraging my father's advances. My panties were showing now that his hand was on my inner thigh and only inches away from my wet pussy. I was breathing hard and shivering. He finally touched my hot cunt, and he slowly rubbed it in front of the others. I could see the large lumps in their pants as they watched. "Honey, your pussy is so hot. Take off your panties," my father whispered. I was worried about my husband staying in the bedroom, but passion overcame my fears as I opened up my robe and took off my panties. They pulled their pants down to their ankles, and I now could see their big throbbing hard cocks. My father fingered my pussy, while I played with his cock and the man next to me. The ex-football player had the biggest dick, and he stood in front of us stroking it in my face. I was in a trance watching him. My father then put his hand on the back of my head, and he lightly nudged it toward the large man's dick. "Suck it for him, honey, he needs you to," he said. Dad pumped my head on the man's big dick holding me by my hair. Visions of my mother in the photos replayed thru my mind, as I sucked this stranger's cock and jacked off the others. I had an orgasm when the cock in my mouth erupted. I swallowed all of his come, before my father held my head up and made me open my mouth to show them that I did. "Now, blow him too," my father then ordered still gripping my hair and pushing my head down onto the other man's hard cock. It wasn't very long before I started to have another orgasm, as I now willingly bobbed my head on this man's long cock and was slurping away. My dad's incendiary fingering had me on fire too. I was shaking when I came again, as I sucked off and swallowed the come from another stranger's cock. "That's my good girl," my father pleased me by saying. "Thank you, daddy, I better go to bed now," I said and kissed him goodnight. It was like a dream I was having, but I knew that I was my dad's little sex slave. It didn't matter who else that he wanted to have participate in his deviate dominating exercises. Volley For Serve Ch. 02 3 I waved goodbye to my husband, as his cab pulled away and headed to the airport. He will be in sunny Florida for the next few days. Before he left we had his rendition of him taking care of me sexually until he got back. I did my usual fake orgasm within the two minute allotted time and told him it was the best yet. I usually toy with myself for relief, but today is different. There is hope of real satisfaction possibly awaiting me this morning. I know it is wrong, but I want my father's cock inside me. I went to my dad's room, and I took off my nightgown before crawling into his bed. Lying beside him we softly morning kissed, as I stroked the hairs on his chest. My hand moved in desirous pursuit toward the object to attain total gratification. I now felt a nice big cock in my hand. I almost had an orgasm feeling it grow, while he fondled with my pussy. We rolled on his bed in a heated embrace, until he was on top between my legs. "Put it inside me, daddy...Please...I need to feel you in me," I panted. He held his large cock and rubbed it over my wet pussy. A light tapping of it on my erect clit had me whimpering and begging him to fuck me. He then pushed only the thick head inside me. I was in agony and pleading to him, while my pussy was stretching open. My dad at last held my legs up, and he thrust his whole length inside me. "Oh yes!" I gasped. "My pussy feels so good right now. I love your big cock, daddy. It feels so much better than my husband's little dick." My dad had his long cock drilled into my hungry pussy, deep inside me, and he was pushing his big fucker in even harder as he looked into my eyes. "I can feel your tight pussy milking my cock, sweetie," he said as he began a slow fucking that brought me in an instant to the edge of strong climax. He was pumping into me with long intentional strokes. This is my father fucking me better than I've ever been fucked before. "Oh daddy, this is so bad. You made me your little whore, damn it, didn't you?...You fucker!...You're making me come! Oh god, I'm coming good!" I screamed and started jerking in orgasm. "That's right, little girl, come real nice for daddy," he said thrusting inside me hard and fast. I never came fantastic like this before. He succeeded in giving me my best orgasm.(being said with hopes of better ones to come) "Lick it off now," he told me after extracting his magic cock. I was moaning as I tasted my cream on his big rigid prick. He made me blow him, before he told me to get on top and ride him like a horny cowgirl. My pussy never felt so stuffed to the max. I loved having a nice big cock inside me, and I knew I would always want one. I came this time while bouncing on him, and my cunt juice had second-coated his cock. Again he told me to lick it clean and suck on it. I wanted him to come inside my pussy and told him so. He pushed my head back down and filled my mouth with his hot cum. I begged him to fuck me again, but he said he had to go out for awhile and would be back by lunchtime. He also asked me if I would shave my pussy and put my hair in pigtails for when he returned. I told my dad I would do these naughty things, but I'd have to tell my husband I shaved my pussy for him. He should like that! My father had gone out, and I was feeding the boys while my mind conjured up different ways to present myself for his return. I bathed and shaved the hair from my pussy so it was totally smooth. I put braids in my hair with pigtails, applied a lot of make-up on my face, blue eye shadow to give the appearance of promiscuity and an added essence of drug store perfume. I dressed in a starched white shirt and a short plaid skirt, then completing the masquerade wearing white cotton panties with hearts on them, along with folded ankle high white socks and black laced shoes. I was checking out the not so innocent yet anxious schoolgirl in my mirror. After all I am eighteen, and I could have been a senior now if I hadn't gotten pregnant and had to quit. I had myself so horny awaiting my father's return. The boys had their lunch and were taking a nap. My father had finally arrived, as I heard him coming in thru the back door. I also could hear he was talking to someone in the kitchen. I stayed in the living room sitting in my schoolgirl attire as per my dad's request. He came in alone and his eyes lit up when he saw me. "There's my little girl," he said smiling. "Oh honey, you look so good, just like I wanted." "Thank you, daddy, I did my best," I said and gleamed with pride. "I want you to pretend now..." he explained. "You know...act like a schoolgirl, but I want you to be a bad schoolgirl...understand?" "Yes daddy...Oops, I mean, Cool!" I said as I twirled my pigtail and bit on my lower lip. "That's it, honey...you got it...now come with me. I want you to keep pretending for my guests," he said as he took me by the hand to the kitchen. "Who are they?" I apprehensively asked. "Just some guys...who like bad little schoolgirls...that's all. Play along, honey, you will have lots of fun," he promised me. My father led me by the hand into the kitchen, and he flaunted me to three men sitting at the table. Their spontaneous reactions to my appearance were of delight, judging by someone giving me a little cat-call whistle. One of them was a black man. Dad didn't tell me their names, but I nicknamed him Bartholomew. "My daughter skipped school today. Worse than that, I just now caught her masturbating," my father told them and surprised me. "Weren't you?" he asked and was signally me by a soft double squeezing of my hand to cooperate. I nodded my head in shame while looking toward the floor. "Oh my," Bartholomew said, "You're bad. Why would you do such a thing?" "I can't help myself." I told him. "It feels so good when I do it." "You mean...you stayed home so you could masturbate?" another man asked. Dad interrupted, "She's a horny little slut and now she's missing school. I'm always catching her playing with herself. I don't know what to do with her," he said as he stood behind me. His hand lifted my skirt up exposing my panties to the men. "Pull down your panties and let them see what you've done to yourself," my dad ordered me. I obeyed, but hesitated before pulling them all the way down in a teasing manner. They all gasped at seeing my uncovered shaved pussy. "Look at what you did!" Bart exclaimed. "Look how red and swollen you made it. You want to touch it now too, don't you? Your pussy is so hot that you're dripping juice." "Yes sir...I want to...but my daddy won't let me," I told him. He stood and looked to my dad for approval. They nodded to each other, and Bartholomew put his thumb on my clitoris and started to rub on it. "You poor girl, maybe if you have a nice orgasm it will help you," he suggested. "Do you want me to stick my finger inside you?" "Yes, could you please, mister?" I egged him on, and I could see Black Bart was sporting a lump as big as a grapefruit in his pants. He began his fingering of my pussy, while my father held me from behind. The other men were stroking themselves underneath the kitchen table. I had to feel my black molester's cock, so with a light hand I touched it. My father whispered in my ear. "You want that, don't you? It's what you think about when you play with yourself, isn't it?" He then said to the man, "Show her your big black dick!" Bart was sweating as he removed his probing finger from my pussy. He pulled his pants off faster than superman undressing in a phone booth. He held up his black snake. It was long, thick and glistened with his oily sheen. I began stroking it, as he put his long fingers back inside my shaved cunt. His cock was hard and it felt so right in my hands. I wondered how his black dick would taste, and how good this big bastard would feel in my pussy. I started to orgasm at the thought of it...and from his fast fingering. "Oh daddy, he's making me come!" I panted. "Do it honey...let yourself go...get the devil out of you," my dad said coaxing me on. I jerked and came hard on Bartholomew's pumping hand. I was glad my father was holding me up. "That didn't cure you, did it? You want more! You're such a slut," my own parent played on with his charade. "You want his big black cock to fuck you now, don't you?" "Yes!" I panted, "Tell him to put it inside me, please daddy," I begged and was not acting anymore. Bartholomew slid his cock inside my juicy pussy, and he gave me an expert fucking for a long time. I kept coming on his cock. My legs were wrapped tight around his back as I was humping on his big dick, and I wasn't going to stop. My father smacked my ass cheeks with a sharp crack. "This will teach you a lesson for skipping school," he scolded me while he beat my ass. He was verbally assaulting me as well. "You love this, don't you? You can't stop coming, can you? You little slut, ride that big black dick and fuck the devil out of you, damn it!" he yelled and slapped my ass hard. I was screaming as I came again. The impaled black cock inside me along with the stinging slaps on my red, welted and burning ass had taken me over the edge again. My dad told the man not to come inside me. Bartholomew said I had better stop now, he was going to come in another minute. I didn't want it to end. I wanted to come one more time, and I was crying and pleading with my father to let him continue. He had to pull me hard to break my leg lock that I had on my dark skinned lover. I fell from his skewered cock, and I fingered my pussy possessed with lust while I sucked him off. The others stood by us watching and jacking-off their dicks. The black cock in my mouth then erupted giving me its hot load. I loved the taste of his sweet cream, and I swallowed every bit of it. The other men came too, and they shot gobs of cum on me from both sides splattering onto my face, hair and all over my schoolgirl clothes. I collapsed on the floor covered with their semen. Daddy then told me to get cleaned up and go to my room. I heard the men leaving while I was in the bathroom. I washed up, let my hair down, and when I returned my father was gone again. 4 It has been many years since my past lustful experiences with my father and his arranged sexual encounters. I recall those days too well, and the many memories are the cause of my daily masturbation. Now seeing my son stroking his beautiful cock in the bathroom has rekindled my infatuation for the big ones. Nice long, thick and throbbing cocks that is. I am slipping back to the submissive slut that I was and always will be. That need to feel the fullness inside me, and the total satisfaction I long for at any cost has driven me to these recent incestuous desires. I can't stop the temptation, nor can I stop the yearning to feel the joy of what is between my son's legs. I played with myself the whole morning long while reminiscing those times with my dear dad, not to mention debating these new developments with my eighteen-year-old son. I had to take a break and fix us some lunch. I stopped at my son's bedroom to ask him if he was hungry. Bill's door was open and he was sitting at his desk with his back toward me. He appeared to be studying, although I did notice his arm was moving in front of him. I knew he masturbated often, but this is the second time today I caught him doing it. My pussy ached to go in there to him, but I had to force myself away from his doorway and tip-toe to the kitchen. I called to him from there and asked if he wanted to eat lunch before going to class. I was hoping to see his erection again, and I figured he might still be hot for a little teasing on my part. I was not wearing a bra and also opened the top two buttons on my blouse. When Billy entered the kitchen, I was standing in front of the refrigerator with the door open. I could see his cock was still semi-hard in his sweat pants. "What do you want to eat?" I asked while looking in the fridge. He came to look inside and was standing close behind me. I could feel the warmth of his cock as it brushed against me. My heart started racing as I pushed back to him, and his electrifying touch surged straight to my eager pussy. His hands were on my shoulders massaging them as he gazed over into the refrigerator. He was supposed to be deciding his choice for lunch, but I knew he was looking down my shirt at my breasts. "What do I want?" Bill contemplated with a light pushing into me from behind. "How about this leftover chicken. I could make you a sandwich." I suggested pointing it out. I was purring now while rubbing my ass on his hardening cock, and his strong hands continued to work on my shoulders. It was obvious we were teasing each other, as we pretended to look for something to eat. I then watched while paralyzed to move, as his fingers opened the rest of the buttons on my blouse. I was speechless with mixed emotions. I should have stopped him and walked out of there, but I couldn't. I felt like I was under some kind of an anesthesia where I was helpless and without control. He cupped my breasts squeezing them, and he rolled my sensitive nipples between his thumb and fingers. "Please honey...we can't do this," I said in a breath void of vocal sound, a weak attempt to protest, as I put my hands over his and held them. I closed my eyes fearing what this would do to our relationship. "We are both adults, mom. We can do what we want. Let's just play a little," he whispered with a seductive nibble at my ear. He hugged me tight from behind and pressed his hard cock to my ass. His hand moved down over my quivering belly and into my pants. "Your panties are soaked. Don't tell me you don't want this, mom. I jack-off everyday thinking about you. I know you saw me doing it, and I wanted you to see me stroking my big cock," he admitted to me. "I loved watching you," I told him as I was squirming between his hand and hard cock. "You fucked yourself while watching me masturbate this morning, didn't you? I bet you want to come real bad now too, don't you mom?" he tormented me. Bill then yanked my shirt down hard from my shoulders and bound my arms at the elbows, as he pulled both of my hands behind me. "Touch my hard cock. Feel what you have done to me," he intimidated with an audacious order. I squeezed his cock feeling the warmth and hardness thru his pants. Bill tore my blouse from my body, and he turned me around in one sudden motion. Eye to eye now there was that moment of truth, a brief second of apprehension, as if he was asking for permission to continue with this seduction of his mother. He saw in my eyes the desire and willingness to become his lover, and it was in that brief second I had relinquished my parental authority for sex with my son. Bill then pressed his lips hard to mine and coerced my tongue to a lover's duel. Our hands were all over each other, as we locked in a passionate kiss. He was caressing my breasts and tweaking my stiff nipples. He then lowered his sweat pants and exposed his raging hard cock. "Do you like my big cock, mom?" he asked revealing it with his pants down. His thick eight inches of veined meat bounced before me. "Yes, it's so beautiful, baby," I told him while pulling my own pants off and kneeling on the floor before the object of my incessant size fetish. He began teasing me by stroking his monster cock, which was eye level to me now and tempting me more. My hand began playing with my pussy as I watched him with his bad intent. I rubbed on my clit, while my son teasingly slapped his club to his hand as he continued to taunt me. "That's it, mom, play with your pussy for me. You saw my show this morning, now I want to watch you make yourself come. Do you want me to jerk my hard dick in front of your face while you do it?" he offered. I nodded my head as he stroked his weapon at close range. My mouth was watering while looking at the swollen purple crown inches from my face. I wanted to come real bad as he had stated. "We are going to have so much fun from now on, mom. I'll take care of your needs," my Billy promised me. I heard those very words from my father so long ago. Now my son exhibits the same ascendant behavior. Bill's demeanor along with my fingers had ignited my pussy on fire. "I'm going to come," I panted and jerked as I came. He slapped my face with his heavy cock mocking me. "You hot slut...You masturbated in front of your own son," he chastised me. "That was really dirty, mom, now I guess you want to blow your boy's dick too, don't you?" he went on. "You're going to beg to suck your son's big cock and make him happy, aren't you?" he was prompting me while rubbing his oozing cock on my face. He squeezed his hard cock making it secrete a gleaming string of pre-cum that was stretching to my lips. "Yes...Please, let me suck on it. I do want to...so much." I begged and surrendered to his demand. All of my reservations concerning incest were lost at this moment. I saw my son as my lover, and I wanted to please him in any way that he needed me. My tongue lavished the sweet yet salty taste of his cock honey. Billy's nice big dick slipped between my lips and filled my mouth, as my hands stroked the thick shaft and caressed his distended large balls. My dark fantasies have become reality now and there isn't any way to return to normality as a mother and son. "Oh honey, I love your cock so much," I moaned. "I'm glad you like blowing me, mom. I fantasize this all of the time," he said while pumping his awesome cock deep into my mouth. I tried to swallow him, but it was too thick to pass down into my throat. "Oh mom, you're making me come," he panted. I looked up and saw the ecstasy in his eyes. The pleasure I was giving him. I wanted my fantasy, a cum bath with my son ejaculating on me more than anything else. "Shoot it all over me! Please! Jack it off on to my face! Oh god, forgive me...Make me your whore!" I pleaded to my boy. He stroked his swollen cock with both of his hands, as I rapidly rubbed on my clit. My tongue darted at the tip of his clear leaking cock to stimulate him more. "Here it comes, mom!" he panted and ejected a spurt of his cum that landed in my hair and extended down to my chin. Several more volleys of streaming cum that only a young man can discharge erupted from his massive cock. A plentiful jetting fountain splattered onto my head and plastered my face. I came again with a powerful orgasm which almost made me lose consciousness. I knelt before my youthful child baptized with his glorious seed. I blew him again that afternoon and swallowed all of his sweet cum with a grateful smile. I would have done it all day, but Bill had to go to class and volleyball practice at school. I was on my knees at the door and begging him to let me suck him one more time before he left me. The door closed in my face leaving me to a pathetic fingering of myself once again. I took a bath and also shaved my pussy while Bill was at school. I knew my husband would divorce me just for having it shaved. I don't care any more. I'm tired of suppressing my sexual needs. The kids are old enough now, and besides my Billy would stay with me...I'm sure. I put on a short skirt without wearing panties. I waited for my son's return and hoped he wouldn't be too tired to have some more fun with me. Becoming impatient I played with my bare snatch, and I had worked myself up good before hearing his car arrive. He hugged and kissed me at the door. I said I missed him and his nice big cock, as I squeezed it in his pants. He told me I looked hot in my short skirt, and he was glad I was ready to go out tonight with him. "Let's go for a ride, mom," he said as he pulled me out the door with my shoes in hand. After we were on the road, I lifted my skirt to show him my shaved pussy. Bill was pleased I had done it for him. He rubbed my smooth and wet cunt lips, while I kneaded his hardening cock thru his pants as he drove on to an unknown destination. I didn't care where we were headed, just as long as we were together. I did wonder what Billy was up to when we pulled into an adult porn shop parking lot. Volley For Serve Ch. 02 He said his friend worked here and we could get a discount tonight. My son fingered my pussy as we sat in the car, and he had me so hot I would have done anything he asked. He wanted me to pick out some toys I might like for he would love to watch me use them. I almost came at the thought of it, plus I could use them when I'm alone while I masturbate with thoughts of his big dick and other large cocks. We entered the surprisingly spacious shop, considering how small the simple block building looked to be from the outside. There also was a large crowd of pornographic aficionados inside as well. Mostly men, but a few couples also were browsing the erotic inventory. There were so many different vibrators, dildos, bondage accessories and an array of other perverted items that had me excited just looking at them. I picked out a few toys that interested me. One of them was a large authentic looking black cock. Bill's friend said the dildo came with a movie, and this was a replica cock of the featured porn star. "Oh, a boner with a bonus," I said making him chuckle while giving me a wink. My son suggested we go and watch some porno movies in the private viewing booths. "Bring a vibrator along with you," he whispered. His friend warned us only one person to a booth was allowed. The viewing area was a dark maze cornered in the rear of the shop. We were lucky to find two open booths side by side. I was apprehensive and excited at the same time, this being my first visit here. The variety of movies offered to view stunned me. Whatever a person desired was shown at the touch of a button. The small viewing screen was positioned three feet away from a solitary bench. I noticed there were holes cut out in the walls on both sides that went to the adjoining booths. The movie I selected, of course, had a large cocked black man in a three-way with two white girls. I was glad I wasn't wearing any panties, with ease I accessed my excited pussy to the vibrator while viewing the hot scene. My son knocked on the wall and I reciprocated with a light tap back to him. To my delight his hard cock appeared poking thru the hole in the side of the booth for me to play with and suck on. I put my mouth over his erection, as I rubbed my clit with the toy. I started to come fast from all the stimulation both visually and physically. Billy knew I was coming from my sudden intense moaning on his cock during my orgasm. An unexpected knock came from the other side of my booth. I was curious at what might happen and knocked back. A semi-hard cock of a stranger this time dangled in front of me. I couldn't help myself and stroked it, while I continued to suck off my son. I eagerly swallowed all of his cum, as I have gotten addicted to my Billy's sweet tasting cream. I turned to this stranger's now stiff prick, and I licked the head before stuffing in a mouthful of salty tasting cock. I sucked on it hard and fast until I was given its tasty load too. Again a knock came from my son's booth. I was quick to return the invitation, but was surprised the cock that poked thru was not his. This one was a long thin dick that starting spurting cum as soon as I touched it. My mouth covered the spewing head to keep from getting drenched. I was overcome with lust. My insatiable pussy was in multiple orgasms, while I sat there and played with myself. I think I had given blow-jobs and swallowed the cum from ten different unseen men. The movie ended long ago, but I remained seated in the dim-lit booth and waited for another hard cock to suck on. I knocked on the booth walls with fruitless effort, until Bill came back to take me out of there. His employee friend handed me a bag with the black dildo, I had picked out, along with an assortment of other useful items. He only charged us for one or two of them, and he welcomed me to come back any night that he worked. I guessed one of the satisfied cocks was his. When we got back into the car, Billy asked me if I was all right and if I had a good time while in there. He said he was glad I had gone out with him tonight. I kissed his cheek and told him with a smile, "I haven't had fun like this for a long time." Bill then surprised me by spreading my legs open, and he began licking and sucking on my shaved pussy. He was lapping the juices out of my overexcited cunt, and I added more to my son's probing tongue. I told him that I loved him, as we started back home because he had to get up early the next morning. I gave him another blow-job on the way, and my fertile son came in my mouth once again at our driveway. Volley For Serve Ch. 03 5 "Don't let the bed bugs bite," I told my son after I kissed him goodnight. He and I have crossed the threshold of taboo, and I was still feeling horny from the effects of this day's incestuous acts. The bag of exotic toys from the porno shop got my attention, and I excitedly picked out the large black dildo and a small pocket rocket as my nightcap. I retreated to my bedroom, the place I call fantasy land. I undressed while admiring the dark brown, true veined, foot long phallus placed on my bed. My pussy was dripping from the expectation for my chosen, new ebony friend. I have this thing, this fixation for black cocks, especially big black cocks...I remember... My husband was still away on business, and I was sitting on the living room floor playing with the boys, when my father entered thru the front door. He wasn't alone, as there were three black men with him. I thought maybe they were here to help my dad move something for him, because they all were large men. My dad introduced us. "This is my daughter, guys, and these are my two grandsons." We exchanged greetings, and one of them said I reminded him of my mother. "I'm sorry to hear of her passing," he said. They all gave us their condolences. Then he added, "This is just like the old days, when your wife just had the baby." "This is that baby girl. Now she's eighteen and just like her mother was," my dad replied. I was shocked with sudden recognition of these three men. They were in one of photos with my mom that I had found in my father's room. I started to get goose bumps recalling the picture showing their giant cocks and my mom's expression of orgasmic satisfaction. My father now brought them here for me! My dad explained that they were from back home and were passing thru. He asked if it would be all right if they stayed here overnight. This way they wouldn't have to pay for a room. I was aflutter with anticipation and it showed. "Don't worry, honey, they are old friends," my father was saying and trying to relieve me. "Of course, you're all welcome...My house is your house," I said with the reservation, "But, you will have to sleep here in the living room." "Sleep?" one of them chuckled out. My dad said they probably would be up all night. "Up all night...for sure!" another exclaimed and they all laughed at his comment. I brought up the subject of food to my dad. One of our guests said he would like to cook us a soul food banquet. He and my father then went to the store leaving me with the other two of them. I felt a little nervous now, particularly around the largest black man because he seemed to be their leader. He asked me if he could take a shower, and with a cordial smile I showed him to the bathroom. I forgot he would need a clean towel. I was going to knock on the bathroom door with towel in hand, when I saw it was partially open. I could see him undressing via the mirror, although his back was toward me. I admired his black chiseled ass, before excusing myself and informing him that I had brought a fresh towel. He opened the door and was totally nude! I stood there frozen to move while starring at his ripped muscular physique. My eyes were fixed on his thick cock hanging over a large ball-sac between his legs. It was the biggest cock I have ever seen! He removed the towel from my hand and gently took hold of my wrist. He controlled my open hand and was rubbing it on his cock. It started growing from my manipulated touch. I was trembling, as his hardening monster made my pussy wet too. He raised my initiated hand to my face. I could smell his musky scent, and my palm shined with his oil. I licked my hand tasting his tangy luster. After I wet my palm, he placed it back on his thickening shaft. He released his grip on my wrist, now that my compliant hand squeezed his big black cock and started stroking it. He put his heavy hand on my shoulder pressing down on it, until I was kneeling before a hard and thick twelve inches of magnificent cock. I began whimpering while rubbing it all over my face, and at the same time, I was fondling his large balls. My lips kissed his bloated cock head, along with my tongue licking on his long shaft. He then grabbed me by the hair, and he shoved his big cock deep into my mouth. I looked up at him with my lips stretched wide open, and my throat stuffed with his mammoth mahogany log. He held my head using both of his hands on the cheeks of my face, while he pumped his swollen cock into my mouth. My wet pussy was soaking my pants as I rubbed on the crotch. I was moaning and gasping for air while being mouth-fucked with this big man's cock plunging into my face. He grunted as he came, and I swallowed all of his hot cum while sweetly looking up to his eyes. Then without a word spoken, he stepped into the shower leaving me quivering and still kneeling on the floor. I returned to the living room with the remnants of slippery cum still in my mouth. The other black man and my two year old were playing. He was holding and bouncing my giggling boy on his knee. I sat next to them on the couch and was leaning on the man's thigh, as I tickled the baby too. We were having fun, but I also became aware that my arm was draped over the man's muscular leg. His erotic scented body lotion and warmth were enticing me more. I was still hot from the bathroom blow-job, and now this man's bulge in his pants has captured my attention. I could see it rising, and I knew that my touch was stimulating a likely erection. My anxious hand was on his thigh massaging it, and we were both cognizant of the heated scenario that was developing between us. I had to momentarily stop this seduction before going any further, as I picked up the baby and put him in his playpen. Upon returning, I knelt down between the black stud's legs. My hands were on his thighs and sliding up toward the huge bulging object of my desire. I touched his hard cock bringing a sharp intake of air into his lungs that came back out in an even pleasurable moan. I opened his pants and released his dark-skinned dick. It was long too, but not as thick as the other big cock that stuffed my throat while I knelt on the bathroom floor. I began a slow pumping on this ample tool now, and I was literally drooling for a taste. After just a few tantalizing strokes with my hands, I put my lips over his oozing purple cock head. I could feel it growing harder in my mouth, and that was exciting me more. I hungrily bobbed my head on his black snake, until it spit its venom down my throat. I swallowed all of his cum and licked up the last drop I had squeezed out with my hands. My father and the other man then returned, and I helped out by "doin' some of the fixins'" in the kitchen. We all were having a good time and laughing, as the cook put on a funny hat and pretended to be a Cajun chef. I even learned some things about soul food cuisine. Well, I certainly had everyone's attention, as they were complimenting my youthful appearance and effervescent personality. They were leading me on saying how pretty I am, and they hadn't seen a young white girl as hot as me for a long time. My father then asked me to put on a show for everyone. "Show us a little skin," he encouraged. I stood in the middle of our large kitchen, and my blood was surging thru me as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. I also began moving my hips, like some exotic dancer, to the rhythmic beat provided by my enthusiastic onlookers, as they were drumming on the kitchen table. After removing my shirt and tossing it aside, I then in a slow, uneven and teasing manner pushed my pants down over my hips to the floor. I stepped out of them leaving with just my bra and panties. Reaching behind my back I unsnapped my bra, but I held the cups to my breasts. I gave a devious smile to my attentive audience. "Yeah baby!" was chorused when I let my bra fall and exposed my boobs. My nipples were red and sticking out hard. I danced around the kitchen with a tempting twist of my hips in an undulating motion. My arms were raised with my hands swimming and combing thru my hair. I then slipped my hand down inside my panties. I purred like kitten as I rubbed my pussy, before a sly pulling of my red panty crotch to the side and giving them a sneak peek at my shaved twat. "Look at that pretty pink pussy!" my dad reveled and was accompanied with appreciable "Oohs" from my exuberant fans. Then with a slow rocking of my hips I pulled my panties down to my feet. I kicked them up into the air, and the men all jumped to catch them. The cook caught the frilly prize holding them high above his head, and he was playing keep-away with the other disappointed contestants. He sniffed them with a gloating grin on his face. I was totally nude, and I caressed my breasts while circling my finger over my clit. I knew that I would come soon from all the prior activities, and now I am fucking my pussy in front of my father and his friends. My knees were getting weak, and I was panting while humping on my wet fingers. I cried out that I was coming, and I fell to my knees with both hands working on my climaxing pussy. They all whistled and clapped for my performance. My father suggested I should reward the cook for catching my panties. "The prize should be a nice blow-job," he said. I was already on my knees in front of him. The cook then pulled down his zipper and hung out another big, beautiful, black cock for my sucking pleasure. I took him into my mouth, and I blew him right there, kneeling on linoleum, with the others cheering me on. "Suck that big black dick!" my father yelled at me. "Make him come!" "Shoot it all over her pretty face," the biggest black man said. My slurping action resounded throughout the kitchen while blowing the cook's hard dick. He then grabbed my hair and pulled my sucking mouth from his cock. He wanted me to jerk him off and beg him for his cum. "Oh please, give me your hot cum. Shoot it all over me...Please!" I begged and was stroking him as fast as I could. He mightily unloaded while hearing my pleas, and he began shooting a rapid run of his cum onto my face and into my open mouth. I would find out later that was just the appetizer. 6 We had a fabulous dinner, I should say feast, and I spent the next couple of hours in my bedroom. The boys and I had our bath together, and I was getting them ready for bed. I kept thinking about the earlier erotic episodes and was excited about what is to come. Three big cocks and my dad too had me delirious with the possibilities. Those dirty thoughts and my trusty finger were teasing my pussy, when my dad entered and saw me playing with myself. "Hi baby," was soft spoken not to wake the boys. "I see you are at it again. I know you can't help it, honey. You're just like your mother was; a polite country lady in the living room, but a real city whore in the bedroom. I loved that in her. She was a woman with extraordinary sexual needs, and like her you have a special pussy. It makes you want to do so many naughty things to satisfy it, doesn't it?" I nodded my head with pouting lips. He continued while massaging my breasts, "Right now, you're thinking about those big black cocks. Your hot pussy wants those men to put their big cocks inside it and make you come." "My pussy wants to come so much, Daddy. It needs them," I told him as I added another finger inside me. "I know, baby," he acknowledged while putting his hand on top of mine and pushing my fingers deeper inside my cunt. "Your pussy will make you do anything it takes to please it. Whatever we want you to do, you're going to do it, aren't you?" "Oh Daddy, please fuck me. I can't stand this any longer. Yes, I'll do anything you ask. Help me. I want to feel your cock inside me now. Please, I promise I'll be good, and as bad as I can be," I begged to my father while pulling at his belt. "Give your little girl what she needs first, a good loving, then she'll do what you and your friends want all night long. Do that for me, please," I made the deal with my devilish father, as he took off his clothes. He knelt between my open legs, and my father lifted my thighs planting a kiss on my wet pussy. I love the way he sucks on my clit, and his warm flat tongue laps the juices from my slit. My dad is the best at eating my pussy, but truly it needs to feel his big cock inside it now. He had taken me close to orgasm with his teasing licks, while I begged for him to make me come. I could see he was purposely not letting me get my wish. "My friends like you, sweetheart," he said now rubbing his hard cock on my clitoris. "I know you'll be the hot little cunt they want you to be, honey. I love you very much, and I just want you to have the best for your needs." "Dad...You are all I need. My pussy is so hot and I want you. Put your cock inside me...Please fuck me," I pleaded while pulling him to me. "Maybe I can do it for just a little bit, a nice starter orgasm, honey. Don't you think for one minute that I would leave my little girl needing something I can give her," my dad said, as he started sliding his cock inside me. My dad's thick cock was hitting every sensitive spot in my pussy. His method of long slow strokes with a series of jabs on my g-spot were making it hard not to come. I knew if I let go my dad would stop. It was maddening for both of us, and soon one would lose this battle. I started shaking in orgasm which also pushed my father off the same euphoric cliff. He tried to pull out of me, but I wrapped my arms and legs tight around him. My father had no choice and came inside me. I too climaxed with us panting and locked together in orgasmic bliss. I wanted more. "Don't stop yet, Daddy, let's keep fucking," I said still humping and hugging him. "Save your horny self for our guests, honey. They want to fuck you with their big dicks," he advised. "I want them to do it to me all night long," I said and set him free with further expectations. "They will, honey, I promise. They know what you need and they're safe too. You can have their cum putting out the fire inside your hot pussy, as much of it as you want, sweetie. All you need to do is what your daddy and the other men tell you, that's all. You promised me you would. Do things that will satisfy your demanding pussy, understand?" "Yes Daddy, I understand," I said and surrendered with not knowing what could be in store for me. "I'll do what you want." My father kissed me and said again that he loved me, as he walked my nude body to my lovers for tonight. All night, I had hoped and asked for. The living room was dark, except for the TV screen casting a dim lighting effect. There was a movie playing that showed a girl lying on a table with her arms and legs spread and tied. A large fake cock attached to a machine was positioned in front of her pussy. Two of my dad's black friends, whom I have affectionately named Cooky and Slim, came to me and started caressing my body. Their four hands were feeling me up all over in a comfortable reassuring way. Mr. Big, I call him, was sitting in a chair like some ceremonious chief watching them. My father had a camera and started filming us. Cooky took hold of my hands, pulled them to my back and cuffed my wrists together. They eased me down on my knees facing Mr. Big. The movie had progressed and the fucking machine was now at work. It had begun a slow pushing of the large dildo in and out of the vulnerable girl's pussy. She squirmed against her restraints that tied her down on a cold slab alone with this heartless pumping machine. I was being serviced by the two black studs with their long cocks rubbing over my face. I licked them like fudgsicle treats with chocolate balls while they teased me with my hands cuffed behind my back. They each let me blow them alternating in turn for my slurping action. I sucked on Slim's long cock, while my nipples were Cooky pinched and played with. He rubbed my pussy entering one of his long fingers inside me. "Oh man, she is real wet down here," Cooky stated. "I think there is cum in this little pussy." "That could only mean one thing," Mr. Big said, "Daddy has been fucking his little girl." He leaned forward in his chair, then cupping my chin in his large hand and squeezing my face asked, "Did you have sex with your daddy? Don't you lie to me." "Yes," I answered. He light slapped my cheek with a hideous grin on his face, before lowering his hand to pull and twist on my nipple. "You couldn't help yourself and touched your father's cock. You did jack him off, didn't you?" He asked with a taunting squeeze, an almost fluffing now of my tits. I again answered yes. He reached to the side of his chair lifting up a back massage vibrator attached to a broom stick. He turned on the humming massage wand with its vibrating ball shaped end. Mr. Big sat back in his chair holding the long handled toy and ran it up my thigh to my dripping pussy. Cooky and Slim continued teasing me with their cocks hitting my face. I was licking and sucking them in between answers to Mr. Big's interrogation. "Did you suck on your daddy's cock for him? I bet you swallow like a cum hungry slut too." Mr. Big asked holding the vibrating wand to my cunt. Slim pulled his cock from my mouth, so I could answer. "Yes," I panted, "I swallowed for him too." I was starting to shake from the pleasure I was receiving from the buzzing ball on my accessible pussy. "That wasn't enough, you had to go and fuck your own daddy to satisfy this hot little cunt, didn't you?" He asked with an ambitious pushing of the toy and rubbing it hard on my pussy. It was making me quiver and moan with Cooky's cock now stuffed in my mouth. "You wanted his cum inside your pussy, and that's what you got; a cunt full of your father's cum." "Yes, I love feeling his cum shooting inside me." I gasped as he was making me come from the vibrations. "Now you want fucked by all of us. You need to have your cunt overflowing with our cum," he said and knew by my wide open eyes that he had total submission to do whatever he wanted. "Oh fuck! I'm coming all over this thing!" I screamed while on my knees and climaxing. "Yes, fuck me!" My pussy started quaking into orgasm from the effective make-shift toy. A loud scream synchronous with mine came from the television. The tied down girl was shaking in an uncontrollable orgasmic spasm from the relentless pumping and fucking machine. She had transpired into a constant coming mode now, while the heartless machine rapidly jack-hammered her juicing cunt. The table was drenched with her cum puddle dripping off the side. The girl in the movie and me writhed in orgasm, as I came too while watching her body wrench within her binds. She collapsed with total satisfaction, but the machine kept on drilling her squirting pussy. The movie ended with her losing consciousness. Cooky helped me stand, while Slim laid down on the floor with his long cock sticking straight up. I straddled his legs, and Cooky eased me down over Slim's perpendicular shaft. My wet pussy was engulfing his hard purple prick. I began bouncing on him taking his full length with my ass cheeks smacking on his belly. Mr. Big stood in front of me and lowered his chartreuse silk boxers. His magnificent cock was graced by a leather harness with fake diamond studs. It was secured tight around the base of his giant cock and circling his inflated balls. His cock is so thick with blood surging veins sticking out like vines clinging on a giant sequoia. He held up his cock, and I sucked it while riding hard on Slim's penetrating plumb rod. I came quick, while getting it with both of these men working me over, with my hands cuffed behind my back. Slim then held my hips and bounced me hard and fast with my creamy cunt juicing over his cock. I could feel his spurting load blasting off inside my pussy making me shudder and come again with him. I muffled a scream on Mr. Big's cock while shaking during orgasm. Volley For Serve Ch. 03 Mr. Big decided he wanted to sit down. They catered to him and positioned me on my knees at his feet, and now Cooky entered my cunt from behind. He pumped his nice big cock into me, and he called it fucking horsey style, as he held the handcuffs raising my arms like they were my reins and smacked my ass. "Giddy up, filly," he hollered while thrusting his hard horse cock inside me. I was worshiping Mr. Big's gigantic cock with my lips, tongue and mouth. I came again with Cooky pounding into me from behind, and a throat stuffed with hard cock. I needed to satisfy my demanding pussy once and for all. Cooky hit into me fast, and he too filled my hot cunt with his plentiful load. Cum was streaming down my thighs. "Fuck me!" I shouted out loud begging for Mr. Big. That's when it happened. The front door flew open with my husband standing in the doorway. He had a look of horror on his face when he saw us and screamed, "Holy Shit!," before he turned and ran out. We all knew he would call the police, after seeing naked black men in our house. How bad is it seeing your wife handcuffed sucking a big black dick, while getting it from behind with another one? Not to mention, her father holding a camera and filming the whole thing with his cock in his hand. My lovers dressed and left in minutes without saying goodbye. My father and I knew we were caught. We made up a story that they had broken in, and that's all had happened. When the police arrived we stuck to that story, as they took our depositions and left. My husband knew different. He yelled at us, "What is wrong with you two? I'm not putting up with this crap, damn it!" He then told my father he would have to get the hell out of here by morning, and he told me that he would file for a divorce. My husband slammed the door cursing at me, and he had gone for the night. My dad said he would have to leave, but I should try to reconcile with my husband for the kids' sake. My father and I made love throughout that night. I cried when he hugged me and said he loved me, but it was best that he go. I didn't see my father again, because one of the things I promised my husband was to talk on the phone to my dad at Christmas and his Birthday only. My father was happy to hear I was pregnant with another son shortly after he had gone. Volley For Serve Ch. 04 7 "Billy, come on, it's time to get up," I called to make sure he was awake, as I trudged along to the kitchen. I'm having a hard time, myself, readjusting to this early morning rising. That first cup of coffee never leaves my sipping lips. My husband hadn't been getting up before ten, but he's away at a chefs' seminar. I'm fixing breakfast for my son--as he has just started attending the university (bright and early). He can make his own cereal; but this is precious time I get to enjoy with my Billy. We are up and at 'em! I know my youngest son is the fruit of incestuous love with my father. He is just like my dad in every manner. My husband must surely suspect Bill is not his son, but he has never made an accusation. Bill and his two brothers have always been treated equal; I respect my spouse for that. I hate him though, too--for his not letting me see my dad the last two decades (after he caught us in one of my father's sexual developments). I abide to my husband's terms, as part of our reconciliation, mainly for the kids' welfare. That reminds me--I get to call my dad tomorrow. It is one of only two special times a year, that I'm allowed to talk on the phone to him. He doesn't know we have moved into this plushy neighborhood; now that my husband is an Executive Chef. "Good morning," Billy said and smiled as he entered the kitchen. He had just gotten out of the shower wearing a half-open bathrobe. My son is so tall and handsome with his wet hair slicked back, square chin and smooth cheeks aglow from a traditional, close shave. He bent to give me a kiss on my forehead. "Good morning, sweetie, how are you feeling today?" I asked (with a little pat on his cute butt). "Horny, as usual, Mom. I hope you can help me with this dilemma." My brash, immodest son had his bathrobe open--his hip humping forward--with his long cock wagging before me. He knows, damn well, why I get up this abnormally early. I have been servicing his big cock every morning, afternoon and evening; while my husband has been away. "Sit down and eat your breakfast, please," I mothered my way out, although with reluctance, while my eyes were still focused on his thick, swaying cock with its purple, swollen head (a thing of beauty). His urge to feed his belly had prevailed over lust--as he sat across from me crunching on his flakes. "Will you be staying for volleyball practice after classes today?" I asked him--so I would know when to have supper ready. "Yeah, we're practicing everyday now, except Friday, with the season starting next week. I was wondering, Mom...some of the guys on the team were planning to have a surprise party, tomorrow, for the coach. We were supposed to have it at his house, but the coach's stepson said he would know something was up, and it wouldn't be a surprise. So...I was hoping, since dad is in Florida, that you could let us have the party here. It would be early, right after practice; and we won't be drinking or partying very late. Please, Mom? I will owe you in a big way; if you can find it in your heart..." Bill bargained, as he leaned back in his chair, and offered his fat cock with a smirk on his face. "Tomorrow! No way! This place is a mess. How about next week?...Maybe," I tried to rationalize. "No, mom, it has to be tomorrow. It's his birthday or something," he countered, "I'll help you clean, when I get back this evening. I promise! I'm staying home tomorrow, too." "You can't miss school." I ended that option. I have never met his coach; in fact, my husband and I thought volleyball was nothing more--than just something else--Bill enjoyed playing. He does play other sports. We are thankful for all the help this man has given Billy. I don't even know his name--simply "Coach" has been his only reference. He was the same coach Bill had in high school, and now his mentor at college. Cap is the coach's stepson, and he's a year older than Bill. My son always had animosities toward him.(He's the captain of the team, but Bill is a better player.) Coach probably saw my son's ability; and he brought Billy along into the scholarship program. I am looking forward to finally meeting this guardian angel. "All right, I'll try to get this place into shape. How many boys will be coming?" I asked and accepted the hostess's responsibilities. "There will be about ten guys from the team, Coach and Cap's mom. She will be taking Coach out to dinner, then stopping here to supposedly pick up (something). He will have to come inside to help carry (whatever)--and that's when we will surprise him," my son laid out their plan. "You better pick up some more snacks with that many boys coming. I'll make my mother's spinach balls with garlic and cheese. You liked 'em, didn't you? Do you think we should order a cake?" I suddenly had a million things on my mind to do. "No, Mom, we're picking up the cake. You don't have to do anything spinach...Oops! I mean...anything special. We are paying for everything, too. Now...how about your reward, Mom?" my son teased, and he was hovering over me, while slowing stroking his cock. "You want a taste of honey, don't you?" He squeezed his hard cock, seeping pre-cum, that precariously dangled above my face. I nodded my head and opened my mouth for his taking. This has become too easy and almost quilt-free, now--me sucking on my son's big cock. I need my cum fix, like I did with our father, and as much sweet-goo as my boy will give me. His morning load comes quick--with me squeezing his balls and jerking on his long shaft. My son's swollen cock soon erupted, and it filled my mouth with warm cum. He kissed me again on my forehead, before leaving to dress for school. I spent the afternoon cleaning, the best I could, with this short notice. Bill did help by scrubbing the bathrooms that evening. He was doing them in the nude! It actually was a good idea--he conveniently jumped into the shower afterward. We again had our nightly incestuous fun: with him licking my pussy to orgasm--and me draining his cock dry. He hasn't coerced me into fucking...yet; but, he did make me fuck myself with my big dildo for his viewing pleasure. He was talking dirty to me saying, "You need more than one big cock, don't you, Mom? I think you'll like it, if tomorrow, the whole team fucks you." I came hard with his cock in my mouth; this hungry pussy jammed full; and, those very thoughts of taboo imaged in my brain. The next day, I put a finish to cleaning and concentrated on preparing food. Mostly munchies for the boys, but I thought I should serve something more highfalutin for the adults (maybe sushi!...I'm kidding). I best order some pizza, just in case. I have to remember to call my dad later...post party. I always get depressed, for days, after we talk. 8 It's party time! I felt like a giddy teenager. My son and the university's volleyball team started gathering in the living room. I forgot height was an advantage in their sport--they all were tall and lean. I was a little upset; when the last group arriving had brought a young girl with them. I asked Bill who, and how old, is this girl. "That's Sissy," he said. Then, as a matter of fact, he went on to tell me: she is the coach's daughter; she's eighteen, and really only a few months younger than him. I told him that I thought she was cute, and she looked a lot like me, when I was her age. "I'm working on it," he whispered, and winked at me with a sly smile. I was busy in the kitchen; when Bill came in and thanked me again for having the party at our house. He said he hoped the coach will be totally surprised, and too, impressed as the team is with our home. "Can I help, Mom?" he asked, hugging me from behind. "I missed you all day," I told him and squeezed his cock thru his jeans. His hand went inside my panties. "I love your juicy pussy," he said, while his finger made squishy-sounds of pleasure. He then asked me to do him a favor. "What is it, sweetie?" I panted, while in blissful enjoyment of his steady finger-fucking. He knew I was hot, and now, very cooperative. "I want to make the first team, Mom. I thought, maybe, if you could help me, we could convince the captain of the team to pick me. Perhaps, you could show him a little special attention...you know...be nice to Cap," my son explained, with an innuendo. "I thought you didn't like him; but, if that's what you want me to do; I'll go along with the program," I obliged. "We'll see what I can do." "Thanks, Mom, you're the best!" Bill was pleased; but to my frustration--he pulled his finger from my pussy leaving me hornier than 'Catherine the Great' overdosed on an aphrodisiac! He left with the snacks and rejoined his teammates. I had to finish what my son started, and I needed to bring myself to orgasm. My blouse was open; I pulled on my hard nipple; my fingers were inside my panties and working on my erect clit. I would probably suck the captain's dick, if he should walk in here now. "...be nice to Cap," Bill told me. I want to be real nice (to all those boys). Stop thinking of cock, damn it! I need to come...right now! I was so totally lost in my masturbation--I didn't notice the young girl was watching me. I was caught wet-handed inside my pants. "Oh!" I jumped. "You scared me!" I barked, startled and very humiliated. I tried to hide what I was doing, but it was too obvious. She apologized, "I'm sorry, please forgive me, I just came to help," and then she said, "Aah...don't be embarrassed; I play with myself, whenever I can, too." "I really wasn't..." I started to deny. "Well, I guess a lot of girls...do it." I didn't know what to say. Sissy was so sympathetic. I felt at ease now in this undignified situation. "Please, don't let me stop you. If you'll permit me, I can help, after all," Sissy offered, and I don't think she meant chopping veggies. Taking a deep breath, and with eyes a glazed, I watched her hand reach out to caress my breast. She pulled and gently twisted my nipples. "Keep touching yourself, down there," she whispered. I put my hand back inside my panties and resumed stroking my pussy. She licked around my nipples and sucked on them. "Your breasts are so nice and full," she complimented with little kisses. "Take off your pants. I want to watch--as you make it come," she requested, then pulled her own shorts down and removed her halter top. Sissy doesn't wear a bra or any panties, I see, as we both are naked, now. She looks so young for her age; but, I recall being carded, everywhere, when I was eighteen. Sissy does remind me of my youth: auburn hair, full lips and cute pudgy nose. I could not resist the seduction of her pleading, dark-brown eyes; and oh, how my envious attention was drawn to her petite, pristine body. I was beyond just being horny, and now, I am without sanity, too. I wanted to please this precious girl; but, more important, I needed to get off, so bad! I hopped up on our island counter. She stood in front of me running her hands up my quivering thighs. "Your pussy is glistening with your juices. May I touch it?" she asked, in such a polite manner. I was disgracefully naked in my kitchen; ten boys were partying in the next room--but still, I could not stop this cute girl from seducing me. "Yes, I'd like that very much, but we must hurry," I cautioned Sissy, and I opened my legs wide, eager for her touch. She began by rubbing my clit in a circling motion, with two of her fingers inside me. Sissy looked into my eyes; as she took those wet fingers to her lips and licked them. "Hmm...very tasty," she said smiling. She continued with her action on my clitoris; now four digits, inserted up to the last knuckles, were inside my hot pussy and slow-fucking me. I gasped when her probing fingers found my g-spot and teased it. Only another woman would know how to pleasure a pussy, like this. Sissy explored the inside of my pussy, and she discovered all my hot-spots. Her hand was twisting in my juices, and making me hump with her pump on the kitchen counter. My cunt was swallowing the girl's hand. Before I could say anything--she pushed hard, and her whole fist disappeared inside me. I was stunned; and the visual affect of the sensual display was a turn-on, beyond belief! "Ooh, your hand feels better than a cock to me. Fuck me! Yes! Fuck me good!" I was panting and starting to come from her deep fisting. My whole body was shaking uncontrollably; as I watched more of her arm inching further up my cunt. "Oh god, I stand this any longer. I'm going to come...make me come, please...do it, now!" I begged her. "What are doing to my little sister!" someone hollered, and it scared the-hell-out-of both of us. It was Cap. He continued with his tongue-lashing, "I can't believe this, and from a mother of your stature. Does she look old enough to have naked in your kitchen, lady? I should have you arrested." He has caught us, and now he's insinuating that Sissy isn't of age. She was turning away, dressing and not saying anything. I can't believe him; my son wouldn't lie. I have to go along with obvious ploy--per Bill's request to be nice to Cap. "I...I didn't know," I stuttered. "You're in trouble," he went on with his bullshit, "But I could be persuaded, you know, to kinda' keep this between us." He was pulling down his zipper and taking out his cock. "Blow me, and maybe I'll keep this a secret. It's this or the cops, babe." Cap threatened, and he showed me a fat cock that will definitely make me comply. I was obliged to cooperate, not to mention, being horny as hell, and, I still needed to come! He grabbed and pulled my hand to his cock. "Stroke it for me, please," he said more stern than polite. I did what he told me--my fingers wrapped around his thick girth, jerking on it nice and slow. His prick doubled in size, and so fat, it was forcing my hand open. I was in desperate need of a hard cock. "Put your mouth on it and suck it," he said. I got down on my knees. His cock was thicker than my biggest dildo, more the size of a beer can. It hardly got past my stretched lips, and only the bulbous head fit inside my mouth. Cap seemed to expect as much (with this fat cock of his), he was moaning with his hands on top of my head. I was preoccupied with blowing him; now the whole team came in to watch. They all had their pants down, and some were jerking on their cocks. "It looks like Bill's mom sure likes sucking on a dick," I could hear one of them say. "Yeah, I'm really horny tonight, too," another boy added, with a mumbling of agreement from the others. I also heard someone say, and much to my surprise, "I wonder if she knows it was us, when she did the glory-hole thing at the porno shop." Well, how about that--my son had set me up that night. The sneaky fucker is just like his dad. Cap told the others he saw me with Sissy, and, that he lied to me about her being too young--which is how he got me to blow him. I pretended not to hear, while I enjoyed sucking on his cock. "How do you like my fat cock, baby?" he asked. "I bet you want this big son-of-a-bitch inside that hot pussy of yours, don't you?" I looked to my son for a protest on my behalf--but Sissy had his attention, and his cock in her hand, too. I did want Cap's thick cock in my dripping pussy, and every one of those other boy-pricks, as well. Then Cap suggested with a grin, "Why don't you sit on my lap--so you can fuck yourself on my cock, all you want. This way you can blow everybody, like you did before...he-he-he." My son and Sissy had now disappeared, probably to his bedroom. Cap sat on a chair, and he had his cock poking straight up. I was already wet and stretched from the girl's hand (and it was a good thing, too); his fat cock really split my cunt open, as I eased down onto it. His teammates circled around us, but they were timidly standing there and just watching. "Game on, guys...Volley for serve! Someone step up, and put a dick in her mouth," their captain encouraged them. They heeded his command--now I am sitting on a fat cock, and at the same time, I'm giving head, while jerking-off other hard cocks, too. I'm getting sick and tired of getting close to orgasm. I needed to get off, and how? These cocks feel like the best medicine. I was bouncing hard and fast on Cap's big dick. The others were shouting: "Look at her, she loves it; She's a fucking nympho; Fuck her good, Cap!" Oh, yes indeed, fuck me good. I was (at last) on the verge of a well-needed, strong climax... "Hey, Cap! What are you doing! I told you--Nobody Fucks My Mom!" It was Bill screaming, and he was running toward us with his fist in the air. His teammates backed away and pulled me with them. My son hit Cap square on the chin (even before he could stand) knocking him and the chair flying. I was surprised to see Cap get up. He came back and kicked Billy in the nuts. Cap had Bill in a headlock--my son was punching him in the gut--now they're grappling on the floor. Their teammates were cheering for their own hopeful victor, mostly for my Billy, and I was yelling to please stop this fighting. One of the boys suddenly screamed, "Coach is here! Run!" The whole team was hurrying to get dressed and scrambling out the back door. "Wait--what about the surprise--don't leave," I tried to tell them. Sissy and I stood remaining, along with Bill and Cap, who were still wrestling on the kitchen floor. I went to answer the doorbell, which already four-chimed, but, I too needed time to recover and look proper for our guests. I looked thru the peephole first--to see a woman, around my age, with (oh my goodness) my father! How did he find me? I was going to tell the others--it isn't the coach after all--but they already had escaped the back-way. I opened the door wide to give my dad a big hug. He sure was surprised, when he saw me standing there. What totally freaked me out: Sissy and I were both running to him and shouting, "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" We stopped dead in our tracks--looked at one another puzzled--gawked with mouths stun-oval open--blurted out in a mutual query..."Daddy!?" "Hi, pumpkins, ha, ha, you should see your faces now. Yes, it's Daddy to you both. Thanks for the birthday wish, too. Aah...come on now, and give your old dad a big hug...both of you," our father said with open arms. I was crying my eyes out; which had Sissy in tears, too. We three hugged and kissed; in the meantime, Billy and Cap were both bloody, standing there stupefied and wondering what-the-fuck? My father introduced Patty, his love, she's also Cap and Sissy's mom. He told how they met at the super (shortly after he was kicked out of our house by my husband). She was my age, a single mom, with Cap being less than a year old. They got to talking, and before too long, were living together on the other side of town. My dad said she was so alike me; he fell in love with Patty; she soon was pregnant with little Sissy. "Wait a minute...you mean...Coach is my grandfather?" Bill was excited and asked. "Well...not exactly...Son?" my father was confirming with a glance toward me. "Yes, it's true, Billy. Dad and I had a special relationship, and before Daddy left me, he gave the best present...you," I finally admitted, after all these years. "You're kidding! He is my dad. Really? Well then, I guess it's...Hi Dad! Happy Birthday!" Bill said, as they shook hands and hugged. "Holy crap," Cap complained, "I guess that makes us step-brothers." "Oh, no!" Sissy burst out, "I just had sex with my half-brother, Bill!" She didn't snitch on me. Dad laughed, "Ha, that wouldn't be anything new--you've been fucking with your brother, Cap, and for that matter, with me, too--Patty has been with you and Cap--we've all fucked together; and now, Sissy, we are one big, happy family." I was, at first, stunned by all these revelations, but now, I'm getting turned on. I am still horny from all the earlier build-ups and let-downs. My pussy needs to come! Volley For Serve Ch. 04 "Are you, 'making love' with your mom, Bill?" Dad asked our son; and he was squeezing my ass, which didn't help matters. "No, but mom has been blowing me three or more times a day," Bill bragged. "Oh, really...well, I guess I have something to do with that," Dad admitted. "Blowing her own son three times a day! Wow! I would love to see that." My dad was up to his old tricks, again. I certainly was game--and when my son pulled down his zipper--I immediately got down and sucked on his monster cock (right in front of my extended, new family). There was more than just our lustful display; soon after, Cap had his fat dick in his mother's pussy; Dad was finger-fucking his daughter, Sissy. The ultimate act, though, was when my son put his big cock inside my pussy for the first time. My long awaited orgasm finally came (squirting too); as soon as, he thrust that awesome cock in me to the hilt, and started fucking. I didn't stop coming, either--my dad was telling Bill all my little fetishes--my son was perfecting all of his instructions. Yes, Father was his coach, all along. We then were switching partners, and everyone was coming in a wild, incestuous, sex-filled, birthday party.