Chapter 8

As the panting and moaning lessened and Bonny knew that her mother and brother had reached the peak, the girl decided that it was time to act. Her cunt had been creaming steadily on her hands, but a thousand hand-jobs could not have cooled her ardor by this time.

She got unsteadily to her feet, one hand still in her crotch, and walked determinedly down the hallway. Jack saw her from the corners of his eyes. It was difficult to look away from the delightful performance in the living room, but he forced his head around. A look of horror transfigured his handsome face when he realized that his teenaged daughter had been watching him as he played Peeping Tom on his wife and son. Then he realized, too, that she would have recognized his raincoat and hat, and knew now that it was her daddy who had sprayed his spunk all over her at the lovers' lane.

Jack blushed with guilt and shame.

But then he saw that Bonny was smiling impishly, and that her skirt was lifted above her waist and her hand was dipped into her crotch. He saw his own cum matted in her blonde pussy bush. He saw that the girl's fingers were sticky and that a pool of cum cream slid around in her palm.

Bonny had enjoyed the scene as much as he!

Jack's guilt and shame faded away at that realization, but now a new dread filled him. Bonny was approaching, knowing who he was now, and with her eyes, still fixed, longingly, on his cock and balls!

More inhibited than his lascivious wife, as far as incest was concerned, Jack quickly jerked his raincoat closed. But Bonny continued to gaze at the massive lump as it tented the flaps. She was walking resolutely down the hall towards him, wanting him even now that she knew who he was! He took a backward step, in retreat, refusing to yield to the dark desires that flamed in his loins and his mind. Summoning up all of his willpower, he backed away from her.

Bonny was stalking him like a hungry tiger eager to feast on a fat, phallic snake. Her eyes were glowing, her tongue was gliding across her parted lips and cunt juice was streaming down her thighs. Jack shook his head from side to side but, determined, Bonny nodded up and down.

Jack had moved away from the doorway now, in his retreat. As Bonny came to that doorway, she paused to glance in. Her eyebrows lifted and her lips formed an O-shape as she reacted to what she saw.

Jimmy was on his knees and her mother was crouched before him, the fat coil of his semi-hard, ass-soiled prick looped out between her lips and his balls. The woman was nursing softly and moistly on that tangy cockmeat, her lips pulling slowly up and down the thick slab.

It was such a fascinating sight that Bonny might well have lingered there, enjoying the performance. But she knew that her brother had already shot his wad and she could see that his cock was already drained and, knowing there would be no creamy spurt to look at, she turned and moved after her daddy. There was nothing semi-hard about his prick.

Jack was backed into a corner.

"Let me suck your cock, Daddy," Bonny whispered. "Let me milk you off."

"No," he gasped, clutching the folds of his raincoat about his loins protectively.

"Please? I'm so hungry for your meat," she begged.

He stared at her, his eyes baleful and haunted, and she slid her tongue out to show him what he was missing. His hands trembled on the flaps of the raincoat and she thought that he was going to throw it open and present his prick to her. But then, trembling, he shook his head again. He seemed frightened of his daughter, terrified by his own desires.

Bonny saw that he was resolute, and the horny girl sobbed with frustration.

But then she grinned again, wickedly.

Knowing that her daddy was a voyeur now, the naughty girl also knew just how to turn him on, how to make him so hot that he couldn't resist her advances.

With a saucy flip of her hips, she turned and moved back down the hall, swinging her trim little ass teasingly, tantalizingly.

Jack sighed with relief as she moved away.

Then he groaned, as Bonny walked into the living room!

Virginia heard a footstep and, with her mouth still full of semi-hard cockmeat, looked up in alarm. Jimmy's head shot around in dismay. He inhaled sharply. His mother did too, and sucked his prick deeper as she did so.

Bonny stood inside the doorway, one hand on her hip, drinking in the details. Her daddy liked to watch, did he? She was damned well going to give him something good to see!

And naturally, despite all his good intentions, Jack began to sneak back down towards the door.

"Mumpfff," Virginia gulped, the sound muffled on a mouthful of cock.

"Jeez, Sis, get outta here," Jimmy protested.

"Not fucking likely," said the girl.

Virginia drew her lips off her son's prick. Automatically, she started to admonish her daughter for using such foul language. But then she figured that would be rather ridiculous. She smiled sheepishly.

"I, I hope you won't tell Daddy?" she said.

"I might," Bonny replied, shooting one nubile hip out defiantly. She tilted her head to the side. "Then, again, I might not."

Virginia looked puzzled and confused. Johnny's prick was still rubbing around in her face, twitching with renewed vigor. The boy was appalled that Bonny had caught them at it, but it was inspiring his cock, as well.

"What--what do you mean?" Virginia stammered.

"It made me awful horny to watch you sucking Jimmy's cock," Bonny announced, speaking loudly enough to make sure her father could hear her. "I gotta get my rocks creamed off." She gave a little shrug. "As long as you take care of me, I won't have to tell on you."

"Me," Virginia gasped.

"Well, one of you," said Bonny. "But it looks like you've drained Jimmy's balls, and if he can't get another hard-on, it's up to you, right?"

"I, I... you mean... ?" Virginia gasped. Game for anything, herself, she was startled to find that her daughter had inherited her sexual inclinations.

"Why not?" said the girl, grinning, really enjoying this situation, especially because she knew that her daddy would be enjoying it, as well.

She moved forwards, and knelt down beside them. Reaching out, she took her brother's prick in her hand and drew it around into her face. She sniffed at the cocktip, licked it lightly, then sucked it into her mouth, purring as she nursed on it. Jimmy groaned and his cockmeat began to stiffen. Since his prick was stiffening inside her mouth, Bonny realized that it would be easy to suck him into another hard-on, and the thought was appetizing. But she was more interested in her daddy's prick. Since he had already watched Mom giving Jimmy head, she figured a bit of perverted variety would be more effective in arousing him beyond all resistance.

She slid her lips away from her brother's cockmeat and gave another shrug.

"He's limp, Mom," she announced.

Jimmy's mouth opened. He was about to protest that, in fact, his cock was rising quite promisingly. But then he clamped his jaw shut, without speaking.

Jimmy, too, had the family genes.

With his balls already emptied twice, in his mother's mouth and asshole, the boy was thinking that it might be nice to relax and enjoy watching a performance, for a change.

"Well, Mom? You wanna suck my pussy, or do I have to tell daddy what I saw?" Bonny threatened. "What's the matter? Ain't you never sucked a cunt, Mom?"

Virginia, who had sucked a few cunts in her time, blushed and lowered her eyes demurely.

"Shit, all my girlfriends give each other head," Bonny was saying, knowing that information would thrill her daddy as he listened from the hallway. "I mean, a tongue is a tongue, right? Don't matter what sex the tonguer happens to be, long as your pussy creams." She paused, then added: "I'll give you a suck, too, if you like."

Bonny, because she expected it, heard her daddy moan, and smiled happily at how well her scheme was working.

Virginia seemed undecided. Bonny sat back on her ass and pulled her skirt up above her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties, she never did, when she went out on a date, and she spread her thighs apart.

Virginia stared at her daughter's cunt.

Although, like many women of healthy appetites, Virginia always enjoyed eating out a cunt, she generally preferred sucking on a cock. But Bonny's pussy looked so fucking delicious that her mouth began to water.

The girl's cuntlips were spread open wide, peeled back to reveal the inner folds. Her cunt hole was drenched with creamy lashings and it was evident that the girl had recently been pumped full of plenty of spunk. But that only made her pussy more appetizing to her mother. The blend of cum and cunt juice was far more succulent than either of those juices alone, the distinctive flavors enhancing one another.

Bonny's clit was standing out like a bullet and her grotto was steaming and Virginia whimpered.

The woman shot a nervous glance toward her son. But Jimmy was staring at his sister's cunt hungrily, himself. When he saw that Virginia was looking at him, he shrugged. "I guess you gotta do it, Mom," he said. "Otherwise, she'll tell Dad. And her pussy looks awful tasty, anyhow."

Virginia noticed that Jimmy's prick was hard as a stone again. Since he made no mention of it, she realized the boy was more than content to play the spectator, making it a very handy family trait.

Virginia's lips parted and perhaps she intended to speak, but she was drooling so heavily that only a gurgling sound emerged from her lips and a trickle of saliva ran down her chin. Bonny raised her skirt higher, baring her tits, too, and her mother leaned closer. The woman's glowing face was between the girl's parted knees, and Bonny could feel her warm breath waft up the insides of her thighs, into her crotch.

Virginia looked at her daughter's naked torso and saw that the girl had been creamed on. Congealed jism matted her cunt bush and filmed her belly and tits. There was so much of it, including the heavy dose that filled her fuck-hole, that Virginia knew that her daughter must have been out with more than one guy that evening, that no cock and balls, no matter how potent, could have shot that much cum out. The thought that her little girl participated in cluster-fucks thrilled Virginia, who had been the centerpiece in many of them, herself.

Glancing sideways at Jimmy to see if he was paying attention, wanting her son to watch her, Virginia moved closer. Her fat tits brushed up the girl's shapely thighs and slid into her steaming crotch. Cupping a tit in her hand, Virginia rubbed the taut tip around in her daughter's cunt slot. Her rosy nipple brushed against Bonny's stiff clit, back and forth, like two fleshy swords in a duel.

With her tits hanging in the girl's groin, Virginia shoved her head out and began to run her tongue all over the teenager's plump tits and nipples. Her taste buds registered the familiar flavor of jism as she lapped the cum from the girl's seething tit meat. That jism was, in fact, even more familiar than she realized, since she sucked loads of it out of the very same source three or four times a week. But it didn't dawn on her that she was slurping her husband's cum from her daughter's tits. She sucked on a swollen nipple, then switched to the other. Bonny's pussy was flooding over Virginia's tits and the girl was obviously desperate to be creamed, but Virginia was enjoying working up to the culmination slowly, lingering over the juicy foreplay. She licked up the girl's graceful throat, then licked her panting lips. Those sweet lips, too, were tainted by fuck-juice and Virginia moaned, inspired by the girl's depravity. The woman's heavy tits were pressed higher now, nudging the girl's smaller but equally firm tits. They rubbed together, nipple to nipple, both writhing with passion.