woman take it so easy up the ass the first time! Mmmmm, I love to fuck your ass!'
Kathy loved getting her asshole fucked. She banged her ass back against the man's slamming loins, fucked him as intensely as he was fucking her. His big hot cock screwed in and out of her like a fat, slippery snake. Though her asshole was tight, his cock slipped in and out easily. Randy's eleven-incher had reamed her out so well that Fred's eight inches gave her no pain. Even as his cock had gone in, she'd felt nothing but pleasure. Now, each thrust of his cock sent electricity sizzling up her asshole, up her spine, through her cunt, down her legs to her toes. She didn't even need to masturbate to feel the gnawing pleasure in her cunt as well as her asshole.
Fred grunted, fucking faster, plunging his cock to the hilt up Kathy's asshole.
'I never fucked a woman's asshole this hard,' he said. 'How can you take it?'
'Harder!' Kathy muttered, her teeth clenched. 'Oh, baby, give it to me! Make me feel it! Ram my asshole, baby!'
'Jesus Christ!' Fred Chapman gasped. His hands tightened on her hips. His loins swung, jolting Kathy's ass so hard her head snapped back. 'Aw, man, I ain't never fucked like this!'
'Fuck meeee!' Kathy whined, the pleasure surging through her body. Pussycream dribbled down her legs from her wildly contracting cunt. Her tits flapped, her nipples pulsating and tingling. She felt the fuck tension mounting to a head in her loins. 'I'm gonna come!'
Fred Chapman fucked in a frenzy, pistoning his cock in Kathy's manhole. 'Jesus, I'm gonna come too!'
'I'm coming!' Kathy gasped, her loins exploding, her body melting as the spasms swept through it. 'Ohhhh Goddd!'
Fred Chapman came up her asshole, shooting scalding jism into her guts.
'Ahhhhhhh!' he groaned. 'Baaaaaaby!'
'Shoot it up my ass!' Kathy moaned. 'Make it shoot out my mouth!'
The man collapsed over her, panting and spurting. He rubbed his chest to her upper back, rubbed his belly against her ass, churned his jism-spitting cock inside her, in her asshole. He gnawed her neck, chewed on her ear, growling with pleasure as his body jerked and shuddered. Kathy shivered with goosebumps, melted with hot flashes, cooed and moaned and whimpered as the spasms of fuck-pleasure shook her entire body.
'Oh, Fred, oh darling, this is it!'
Fred hugged her around the loins, grinding his belly against her ass, grinding his pulsing cock in her asshole. He held her until he'd squeezed out every drop of pleasure and jism, then let her go and slid off her back, collapsing on his back beside her. Kathy fell on him, kissing him, rubbing her tits against his chest. He crushed her in his arms, moaning as loudly as she was.
'Nice,' a voice said, and Kathy and Fred rolled apart as if they'd been shot at. They stared in horror toward the patio doorway, where the owner of the voice was standing.
Randy Chapman stood in the doorway, his skateboard under his arm, his cutoffs tented out hugely at the crotch.
'Real nice,' he said, smirking at them. 'I saw it all.'
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
'I can explain,' Fred Chapman said. He was sitting on the grass, trying to hide his cock with his hands.
'No need to explain, Dad,' Randy said. 'I know all about fucking. I don't need birds and bees lessons from you.'
'I mean, I can explain about Mrs. Finn, here. She – she…'
He fell silent.
'She's our new housekeeper,' Randy said.
'I know that.'
'You won't say anything about this to your mother,' Fred Chapman said. 'I mean, you won't, will you? You can't.'
'Why not?' Randy asked, the smirk never leaving his face. 'The old lady could use some excitement. She leads about the dullest life I ever saw. Think how excited she'd get if I said, Mom, Dad had his cock up the housekeeper's asshole this afternoon. You shoulda seen her squirm when he fucked her.'
'All right, how much do you want to keep your mouth shut?' Fred Chapman asked. 'Name your price.'
Randy smiled at Kathy.
'This has happened before,' he said. 'More than a few times. One afternoon I caught the old man fucking away at one of the cheerleaders from school. She'd come over to see me, but I wasn't home, so good old Dad got her naked on the living room couch and fucked her pussy till she about fainted. She'd never been fucked by a man before, just by boys.'
Kathy glanced at Fred, who was sitting there red-faced, his hands still trying to conceal his cock. He smiled foolishly.
'Don't believe a word of it,' Fred said. 'He has a wild imagination.'
'I know that,' Kathy said. 'He can be very creative.'
'Oh? What do you mean by that?'
'It means,' Kathy said, 'like father, like son.'
Fred looked surprised. He glanced suspiciously at Randy, whose face had reddened. 'What's she talking about, boy?'
'Aw, come on, Dad,' Randy said. 'After what I just watched you do, don't start acting like a little old lady on me. Sure I've fucked her. I've fucked a lot of women, just like you've fucked a lot of girls.'
Fred flushed. 'That cheerleader asked for it. She almost ripped my clothes off she wanted it so bad.'
'It seems a lot of chicks have tried to rip your clothes off, Dad.'
'You hire a private detective to watch me, or something?'
Randy laughed. 'No need for that, Dad. Girls talk. All they do is talk – talk and fuck.'
Fred glanced at Kathy. 'What can I say?'
'No need to say anything,' Kathy said. 'I understand perfectly well.' She glanced at Randy. 'I think we all understand each other very well, in fact. We're three of a kind. We all know what we want, and we go after it.'
'That's the truth,' Randy said. He dropped his skateboard, shucked off his cutoffs, and displayed his eleven, erect inches. 'I know what I want now. After watching what I just watched, I'm ready to fuck anything!'
'Jesus Christ!' Fred Chapman gasped. 'I never knew I'd raised a donkey for a son!'
His hands fell away from his cock, which throbbed vertical against his abdomen, three inches shorter than Randy's cock.
Randy glanced between his father's legs. 'No need to be jealous, Dad. You've got enough to make any girl squirm.'
'I'm not jealous,' Fred Chapman said. 'What makes you think I'm jealous? Who'd want to have to deal with anything that large? Jesus Christ! I need a drink!' He went into the house.
A few minutes later when he reappeared through the patio door, he almost dropped the tray he was carrying, on which rested a sweating pitcher and three glasses. His cock, which was still hard, swelled even larger and stood up even more acutely when he saw Kathy on her hands and knees on the grass, her mouth filled with Randy's cock.
'Jesus Christ!' Fred cried, setting the drink tray on the patio table. His right hand went to his cock, sliding the foreskin.
Randy turned his head toward his father and smiled.
'Feels great!' he said, rolling his eyes ecstatically. He held out his hand. 'I'll have one of those, if it isn't too much trouble.'
'I don't believe this,' Fred said. He handed Randy a glass and raised his own glass to his lips, taking a healthy swallow.
Kathy pulled her mouth off Randy's cock.
'I'll have one of those too, if you don't mind, Fred.' She took a gulp of the rum drink, then set her glass
