take my place. She held her father's rod upright and jiggled it into her pussy opening, and then she plunged down like a piston, swallowing him in her juicy hole. 'Do it, Dad,' she grinned, leaning forward so that her tits fell toward him and did a little bump and bounce for his visual amusement.
'Would you like to taste me again?' I asked him, and Alan allowed as how he certainly would. 'Okay! What you want, you get!' And I sat on his face, pressing my twat down so he could lick and slurp every creamy centimeter of me. He took hold of my ass and began to knead the slender but shapely hips, pulling them so that my pussy winked open a little and my asshole tingled.
His tongue slicked into my cunt, and I felt an extra set of fingers begin fondling me from behind. 'IS that you?' I asked, and I heard Dierdre murmur that it was indeed.
She tickled up and down the crease of my ass, moving again and again to the tight little pucker of the asshole itself. I knew she was going to do me there, with her finger, but why was she taking so long? It was something I'd never tried before meeting her, but now that she'd given me a few lessons, I wondered how I'd ever done without it.
'Stick it in,' I said. 'Don't torment me!'
'Aaaaaahbhhh,' she groaned in deep satisfaction and her fingers stiffened against my buttocks. It wasn't a big come, but I knew how transported with joy she must feel as the delightful spasms passed through her pussy. And her little ones were always the harbingers of big climaxes on their way here. I could share her pleasure, share it in my heart and mind and soul and cunt, because much the same thing was happening to me. Alan's tongue had coaxed a shuddery tingle of response from my cooze and I fucked his face two or three quick times, smearing my juices all over his mouth. I hoped it would make him horny for more of me, and I wasn't mistaken. His tongue shot up inside me, and he was doing it to me all over again.
Dierdre's fingers took life again, and the tip of one of them banged for admittance to my rectum. I wiggled back to meet her, and I was greasy crotched from swimming and fucking and being eaten. Her finger dilated my asshole with quick rotations, and she moved into me, thrusting, stabbing, the well-trimmed nail of her finger scraping the lining of my asshole as she took herself home. I was tight, but yielding, and my rectal muscles contracted lusciously around her. 'Ohbhhh therrrrrrrrrre!' I moaned, being taken in both holes and wishing only that I had more holes to be taken.
Someday, I thought, feeling her finger in my ass, I'm going to try this with a cock. But not till I've had a little more practice.
Dierdre's finger quivered, and I knew from that contact alone that she was coming again. This time it was the big one. I didn't have to hear the chirping moans and cries emanating from her joyous mouth.
Her finger slid out of me, and I was sorry, but Alan was pushing at me, motioning for me to get off his face. I arose, turned, and saw that his red cock was still hard and upright, that Dierdre was lying beside her father, eyes shut, lips fluttering. Her fingers were in her cunt and her legs moved in rhythm. 'Me again?' I asked, grabbing Alan's cock.
'If you want to,' he said, a complete waste of breath. How could I not want to? I was about six strokes shy of the hottest orgasm of the day. And the cock in my fist was the perfect way to get to that orgasm. I mounted him again God, it was great for I'd never done it before I met the Bankses, but it was rapidly becoming my favorite position.
I slithered my wet pussy down like a glove on the hard staff of Alan's dong, and he filled me perfectly. When I was sitting on him, I could feel the tip of his rod at the mouth of my uterus, and I was just full of peter. God, it was getting to the point where I felt empty unless I had something in me!
He covered my tits with his hands, and I rested mine on the hard table of his stomach. The man was in good shape, and he could certainly dish out a fucking. 'Oohhhhh fuck meeeeeeeeee!' I screeched, riding him up and down, side to side, up and down again. I swiveled my hips so that his dick jounced around inside me, the hot, swollen tip stimulating every inch of my pussy's interior. If feel meant anything he was as close to coming as I was, and it was gonna be a good one, no two ways about it! His fingers dug into my tits and my nipples were sticking out a mile from their sweaty-wet bases. And if my nips were wet, my pussy was flooded. He squished when he romped up into me, and there was squish when I settled down on him, too. A squish, and the hard, marble-like presence of his balls under my pussy lips. Oooohhhh, yeah! I squirmed until his face went pale, and then I was riding up high, coming down hard, using his cock the way God had intended it to be used. For my pleasure. And his.
'Fuck her, Daddy!' Dierdre chirped beside us. 'Fuck her for you, and fuck her for me, and fuck her for Mom and David, too! Oh, give it to her! Shove that hard rod until the tip comes out her mouth! She can take it! She wants it! Give it to her good!'
She was still digging in her pussy, using fingers from both hands, and she watched us through eyes narrowed to tiny catlike slits.
'Fuck meeeee!' I took up the cry. 'Fuck me, oh, fuck me, Daddy!'
I didn't know what I was saying. I saw Dierdre's eyes open wide, bulging like mine had bulged so often yesterday. I felt Alan tense, too, but I didn't understand why, for I really hadn't been listening to the words that came from my mouth. I just kept saying them, and I kept pouncing down on his dong, and suddenly he was squirting, deep inside me, the tip of his pecker spouting jism right into my womb.
Dierdre had given me my first pill at breakfast, so I wasn't worried about the consequences. And thank God for it, too! I felt, felt for the very first time in my whole life, a cock exploding in my cunt.
His cock, slamming up into me, pushing its way through the cum he'd already filled me with, eager to fill me with even more. I felt it leaking out of me as we fucked up and down, and my pussy hairs clotted with the spillover. I scooped up each time I rocked down upon Alan. And his cock was still squirting! I lost count of how many separate jolts of ejaculation vibrated through his tool, but I know that I had at least three distinct orgasmic spasms before he was finished and his rod began to go limp inside me.
'No, no,' I protested, humping. 'Stay hard. Fuck me a long time. Fuck me all day. Fuck me all night. Oh, God, just fuck meeeeeeee!'
'I'm sorry,' he husked, 'I'm not as young as I used to be.'
And his limp rod began to slither out of me and there was no way I could keep him inside. The slipperiness of my cunt was too great. I slid back, and we were no longer connected, except by the trail of cum that stretched from the lips of my cunt to the base of his rod, like a bridge of milky snot. My pussy lips were all covered with jizz, too, big juicy drops rolling out of me in slow stately progression, and I sank my finger into the happy mess.
'May I?' asked a voice down between my legs. I looked and it was Dierdre, lying on her belly, her face only inches from my sloppy puss. 'It looks too good to waste,' she added, and she looked so cute, hands up, the fingers pointing downward, that I nodded. She thrust her face into me, and her tongue took over from my finger. It did a lot better job, too, I must confess. At least it felt a lot nicer. Jesus, I thought as she began to tongue me dry, I don't think I can ever be satisfied with just masturbating again. The other day I'd serenely decided it was the only way to fly, but I wasn't as old as I was the other day.
Alan lay back watching. He stretched a hand toward me, and I took it. His fingers were strong and warm, and they intertwined with my fingers, creating a daisy knot of affection. You might say that he and his wife were a little overly permissive with their children but every member of the family loved and cherished every other member, and, for this weekend at least, I too was a member of the Banks family, and I was loved and cherished too.
Alan slid closer, and I nuzzled my face against his smooth chest. He had small dark nipples and I knew from experience that he liked to have them mouthed, nearly as much as I enjoyed having my big pink ones mouthed. I didn't suck him right now. I was too tired out. I only grazed his teats with my cheek, felt them twitch and stiffen, then rubbed my cheek a little closer. His arm encircled me, came to rest on the side of my tit. We were still holding hands, and both of us were watching his daughter Dierdre suck cum out of my drenched cunt.
Then I heard footsteps crashing through the underbrush. I looked up, and David was standing in the glade with us. 'Hi,' I said. 'You're just in time. Join the party.'
David frowned. 'Can't do it,' he said. 'Uh, I think you'd better get some clothes on and come back to the camp. There's a guy who claims to be your father, and I think he is.'
'Oh, shit!' I said, sitting up. 'You're kidding!'
'Nope,' David replied. 'And he seems pissed off about something. So I wouldn't waste any time if I were you.'
