Carol humped her hips up furiously onto her daughter's down-driving loins, mashing the steamy pussy meat wide-open, causing her clit to tingle with fiery hot signals of hotter and higher pleasure.
'Oh, Gwen, baby! OOOOhhh, fuck me! Fuck me hard, girl!' Carol cried.
And then Gwen was squealing insanely as the fire in her cunt turned into a raging holocaust roaring through her whole body, making her clutch convulsively at her mother, her fingers sinking deep into the slick tit-flesh to stay on top of her.
'OOOOH!! AAAAAHHHHH! I'm commmingggggg!! Oh, sweet God, YESSSS!!!' She shouted and moaned, her words hissing out at the end through teeth clenched tightly as she peaked in her orgasm, grinding her cunt down as hard as she could to her mother's now-palpitating pussy lips, sending shock after shock through her erected clit.
Carol battered back up hungrily into her daughter's twat, watching her face as she came, hair flowing wildly as she twisted her head from side to side. She arched her back up as she cried out, lifting her firm young tits from her mother's body. As Carol looked at her daughter crying out in orgasm, she could suddenly see Billy's face before her eyes, the memory of almost that same expression of ultimate pleasure was on her son's face the day before as he had pumped her full of his jizz.
As her own orgasm took hold of her body, Carol reached up and grabbed the luscious young tits bobbing and weaving before her, pinching at the hard nipples ecstatically.
'Yesss!! I'm coming, too! Oh, darling! Baby-doll!! ComminngggGGGG!!'
For another moment they were a shaking, crying, squirming mass of woman-flesh sprawled on the bed, the room filled with sounds of passion and the wet, sucking kisses of their twin cunts. Then slowly, beautifully slowly, their orgasms peaked and washed away. As they came down from the jerky, battering thrusts of their climax, their movements returned to a softer and more sensual motion.
Carol started grinding her ass in slow undulations on the wet sheets, keeping her sticky-wet pussy sucking gently at her daughter's dripping gash. Gwen fell gasping back to her mother's chest, pressing their sweat-covered boobs together.
Carol reached up and gently stroked Gwen's blonde hair and kissed her sweat-salty cheek. 'Well, this vacation has certainly been full of firsts for you, my darling little girl…'
'Well, one anyway…' Gwen giggled, grinding her own hips down in lazy circles, enjoying the warm feeling as she came down from her second bone-shaking orgasm.
'No, more than one,' Carol said. She put her hands on Gwen's cheeks and lifted her head up so that they could look directly at each other. Gwen suddenly knew what was coming, her eyes growing wider, but she said nothing, waiting to hear the words from her mother.
'I know all about you and your father yesterday, Gwen!'
'But… but how?' Gwen asked. She felt her face suddenly grow hot and she knew she was blushing. The bizarreness of that wasn't lost on her.
Here she was, totally nude, still grinding her pussy into her mother's twat after they'd both eaten each other out in a frenzied lesbian session, and yet somehow she could still be embarrassed that her mother knew about her trying to make it with her father.
'It was just last night. I was going down on him,' she grinned as Gwen again flushed red, then went on. 'When he was about to come, I heard him moaning in almost a whisper, 'Gwen! Gwen, so nice.' I was shocked at first and stopped sucking him, demanding to know just what was going on.'
Carol shifted her hips under Gwen, swinging her legs up to bring her twat back into better contact with Gwen's creamy crotch, taking advantage of the resumed action of Gwen's hips. Embarrassed or not, Gwen was one hell of a horny girl!
'He told me all about what happened at that theater. Said things just got out of his control, and you were so insistent. He said he was upset about it all, but admitted he was also turned-on by it, too. You've really put a guilt complex into that man, honey!' She laughed and kissed her daughter full on the mouth, sucking on her wet tongue for a passionate moment, then breaking the kiss with a wet smack. 'I never realized I had such a sexy daughter before, but it seems you're ready to take on just about anybody, even your own father and mother!'
'What did you do then?' Gwen asked, putting her head back on her mother's shoulder, eyes closed and concentrating on the feelings of pleasure once more welling up in her hot young cunt.
'What could I do?' Carol laughed, hugging the young girl tighter to her lush body. 'I told him it didn't matter, that he shouldn't feel any guilt since he had not pushed it, that in fact I thought the whole thing was incredibly sweet that his own daughter loved him so much that she wanted to give him such physical pleasure. And then we made love like we never had before! Your old man just about fucked me through the mattress!' The memory of that incredible session of lovemaking, flashing back through her mind, had Carol shoving her hips back up to smash into Gwen's, just as she had taken thrust after deep-fucking thrust from Ken's heavy cock that night.
As for Gwen, she thought she would cry with frustration. 'Oh, Mom! Why can't I make it with Daddy as easily as we've gotten together? I want him so much!' Gwen buried her head farther into her mother's shoulder, tears of frustration running down her cheeks even as the fires of sexual arousal were being reignited with Carol's new sexual advances.
'I think he's more willing than he'll admit,' Carol said. 'You really turned him on, Gwen – I think he's been cultivating more than the normal fatherly love for you as well. But your father is still basically an old-fashioned man in some ways, and he's confused by both your advances toward him and his own enjoyment of them. I think all he needs is one more little push.'
'Oh wow, really?' Gwen asked. She was now starting to get more and more turned back on, both by the fabulous stimulation on her pussy and by the idea of her own mother helping her in her plot to ball her father!
She pulled her knees up slightly and spread her legs more, and now both women were rocking back and forth, their cunts slurping and sliding together and around each other, clits stroking into electric blasts of pleasure.
Carol knew that any second she would no longer even be able to think straight as the lesbian love-lust flowed over her again, so she spoke more quickly.
'I think you just need to make him an offer he can't refuse, baby. Oh, UH!' Her clit sent blasts up her spine to explode in her brain, momentarily blocking out all other thoughts. She bit lightly at Gwen's ear in uncontrolled passion before continuing. 'I've got an idea on what to do, honey…'
Chapter 10
When Ken arrived home that evening, he walked into a surprisingly quiet house. He had to check his watch, thinking he might have gotten there even later than he thought, but it was still early.
'Carol, honey? You home?' he called out as he walked from the dining room to the living room, but only the muted ticking of their antique grandfather clock broke the stillness.
Ken actually felt a bit relieved. If his family was gone it meant he wouldn't have to face Gwen for a bit longer. All day long he had been unable to concentrate at all on his work, just shuffling papers around to keep up the appearance of being busy. His mind had kept going back to that darkened theater the day before, and the fabulous feeling of Gwen's mouth as she furiously sucked him off.
Every time he closed his eyes he again saw the incredible sight of his gorgeous daughter's face, dimly lit and gleaming moistly, her lovely lips stretched tightly around his hard cock. And then the tremendous release as he'd unloaded his steamy sperm down her throat – and she had wanted it so, had so greedily slurped it all down! His own daughter had seduced him, and had been so hot for him that she even licked the cum off his body after he had spent himself.
Ken had made three trips to the washroom during the course of the day to try and relieve the aching erections that his thoughts caused. Three times he had locked himself into a stall and jerked off to the memory of Gwen's mouth and hands. Three times he'd climaxed, struggling to keep from crying out at the pleasure, thinking of fucking each load into her face. Three times, and still he could not put it out of his mind.
As the day wore on he had begun to wonder why he had turned her down so quickly – why reject her? Of course, at first, it was his gut reaction to the incident, all of the societal taboos suddenly bursting in his head making him feel ashamed of what they had done. But as he mulled it over, most of the reasons why incest became
