Classic Porn Books sleep-In For Daddy ch10

Chapter 10


Lester Carter was high. But Jerry thought the man was as stoned on sex
as he was on bourbon; the boozing had started out as a cover-up for
Lester's embarrassment, a shield for what was left of his hangups. But
now he was ready to try just about anything, more at ease with himself
and the other naked people around him.

He sat back on the couch with a half a hard-on, a tall glass in one
hand, and no longer turning to one side or using a sofa pillow to hide
his genitals. Angela was on one side, and his wife on the other, both
of them looking beautiful and sensuous. Jerry was back in his father's
big chair, just as glad that he didn't need alcohol to get himself
turned on.

Shaking his head, Lester said, "I never would have believed it. I mean,
it's so fantastic, to think that I'm actually sitting here, that my
neighbor's lovely wife just balled me, and at the insistence of my own
wife. The entire situation gets more weird when I remember seeing
Debbie take that big cock over there - and not only watching her get
fucked, but enjoying the sight. Pretty soon, I'm going to wake up."

Angela laughed softly. "Not unless you want to, Lester; not unless you
really want to go back to your old sex life, and climb back down into
that rut you and Debbie were in."

"No way," Debbie said emphatically. "If my husband does that, he can
damned well do it without me. I've never known what screwing was really
like, never had the chance to let myself go. Now I'm being honest with
myself, and I'm not about to go back to lying and pretending I'm not
all that sensuous, or any of that crap. When I want to fuck I'm going
to fuck."

They looked great together, Jerry thought - the red-headed guy in the
middle, muscled up and excited, the guys naked wife, firm and rounded,
with those great, soft tits and the marvelous, heavily haired mound so
black and beautiful; and Jerry's mother, sleek and slender, yet with
high, full breasts and svelte hips, the glory of her golden snatch like
a pile of curly sunshine, her legs willowy and supple and intimately
beguiling.

Lester said then, "I didn't mean I don't enjoy all this, dear. I do,
more than anything. I'll admit that I've always wanted to know what it
was like, to get in between Angela's long legs, but I never went so far
as to imagine she would go down on me. It's just - oh hell; how does a
guy justify it to himself, getting a kick out of his own wife being
rammed by a huge, young prick?"

Angela said, "You don't have to justify anything, Lester. What you feel
is right, and what Debbie feels - that's what is important. It doesn't
mean that you love each other any less; maybe it means you love each
other more. As for me, I wouldn't permanently change my husband for any
other guy, but I need more sexual excitement than he can give me alone,
and Mack understands that, just as I understand his needs when he's
away."

Putting his hand upon one of Angela's bare thighs, Lester said, "But
what about you and Jerry? That's kind of offbeat, you have to admit."

"Only because the rest of society thinks so, not me. I think our
c***dren couldn't get better, more tender, or more loving sex than to
start with their parents. After all, we already love them esthetically,
and to love them sexually makes the concept complete. And if we're
lucky enough to be able to teach them properly, to make them proud of
their bodies instead of ashamed, then they won't have any of our old
hangups."

Lester frowned. "I don't know; I mean - hell; I have a young daughter,
but I never thought about fucking her."

"Oh come on, now," Debbie cut in. "I've seen you eyeing Mary's tight
little butt, and sneaking looks at her tits."

"Okay, maybe I have; she's a beautiful little girl. But I just kind of
look; I don't really plan on putting it to her. Some k** will, and I
might be jealous of him, but - okay, okay; thinking about screwing her
isn't the same thing as actually going ahead with it. Even if she would
let me." Lester tossed down the rest of his drink and got off the couch
to walk over to the little bar in the corner and pour himself another.
Jerry hoped the guy wouldn't get too smashed, so he wouldn't be able to
do some more fucking.

Angela stretched, lifting her arms above her head and lifting the
luscious mounds of her breasts, pushing out her small, trim feet.
"Maybe your girl has already started balling. If so, let's hope that
she's enjoying it, that she hasn't been traumatized by some clumsy,
stupid k** and turned off of screwing."

"Damn," Lester said. "That would be such a waste. Mary is so cute, so
sexy looking and sweet. I - Debbie, what the hell do you think about
that?"

Debbie said, "I think you want to lay your daughter, but you're afraid.
Look at Angela and Jerry; they're very happy about screwing each other,
and I can testify that Angela is right about teaching the young,
because Jerry is one hell of a lover, through his mother's experience
and instructions."

For the first time since he had watched the meat being put to his
wife's shaggy cunt, Lester looked directly at Jerry. "You don't feel
guilty about sticking your own mother, or feel funny because you're
laying your father's wife?"

"No," Jerry answered truthfully. "I feel great about it. I feel proud
that my mom is so beautiful and such a great fuck. If she hadn't broken
me in right, I couldn't have given your wife a good screwing. And my
dad wants me to fuck Angela, so the only thing I feel guilty about is
us bringing you into the group, because he asked me to keep her out of
trouble."

Debbie sat up on the couch, her heavy breasts bobbing. "There won't be
any trouble, darling. I promise you that. Lester and I are in too deep,
and neither of us wants out."

"Still," Jerry said, "dad meant for me to keep mom satisfied so she
wouldn't be laying other women's husbands."

"It's all right," Angela said. "Really, baby - it's just fine. When
Mack comes home, you'll see."

Lester rattled ice in his glass as he drank, then he said, "What I'd
like to see is a boy put his cock to his own mother. And I'd like to
get reacquainted with my wife's juicy cunt. Somehow, that seems more
exciting to me than it's ever been."

"Being open does that to everyone," Angela commented, and smiled at
Jerry. "Do you feel like taking on your mom, baby?"

"Any time," he answered. "All the time."

"Let's keep it free and easy," Angela suggested. "Debbie, why don't you
lie down here on the carpet with me, so we can be close while we're
being fucked?"

"Why don't I?" Debbie said, and took her friend's hand.

Soon, Jerry thought, very soon now, these two glamorous, passionate
women would throw aside the last of their conventions and make
voluptuous love to each other. But at the moment, it was going to be a
blast to change back and forth in their cunts, swapping places with
Lester as they both fucked.

Because the guy still seemed a little uncertain, Jerry moved first, his
prick held stiffly out before him, his balls swinging heavily in their
wrinkled sack. On her back, his mother waited for him, the pink nipples
of her tits hard and throbbing, a dewy heat rising from the alluring
shape of her silken mound, her slim thighs opened for him.

Kneeling between her legs, Jerry caressed them slowly, moving his palms
over the shapely calves and the satin kneecaps, over the firm lengths
of those glowing thighs. He said, "I've been fascinated by this
beautiful body ever since I started to grow up; I dreamed about how
this lovely pussy would look close up, how it would feel around my hard
prick. And now I know how good my dad has had it all these years; now I
know what a terrific fuck my mom is."

He bent to kiss the radiant curls of her cunt, tasting the sweetness of
her palpitating labia with his tongue.

Beside them, Debbie said huskily, "I'm going to do that, too."

Jerry was conscious of Lester moving close and standing by; he could
feel the man's eyes upon them, and decided to go ahead and eat his
mom's feverish pussy before mounting her. Hands pressing against her
slender hips, he began to lick over her lower belly while she writhed
in delighted anticipation. Her cunt hair tickled his nose, and he
burrowed gently into the exotic warmth of them.

When he slid his tongue deeply into her labia, he heard a gasp from his
mom, and from Lester Carter, too. The man had never eaten a pussy, or
even seen it done, Jerry thought, and felt older than Lester, more
experienced as he delved into Angela's oily snatch and felt her pelvis
heaving. Her juices flowed like honey, and he lapped them thirstily,
finding her vibrant clitoris right away. Drawing it into his lips, he
sucked upon the spongy nub, and his mom rolled her crotch in a growing
rapture.

Cutting his eyes to his left, he could see Debbie watching intently.
The woman's tits were rising and falling rapidly, and she was fingering
into the black-haired lips of her own eager pussy. But she wasn't alone
very long; her husband was suddenly there between her plump legs,
stooping to kiss her trembling belly.

"If that k** can do it," he said, "then so can I. Debbie, your cunt is
beautiful, and I'm going to kiss it."

"Not just kiss it," the woman answered. "You're going to eat it, Les;
just shove your tongue on inside me, the way Jerry is doing to his
mom's pussy. If you have any trouble finding my clit, I'll help you. Oh
- you don't know how long I've wanted this."

Jerry nuzzled deeper into the steaming cunt he was loving with his
mouth and tongue and teeth. Sucking upon it, he fondled the cheeks of
his mother's surging ass, and licked faster against her inflamed
clitoris. Angela bucked against his face, and her thighs closed around
his head, as they usually did when she was getting close to an orgasm.
So he couldn't see what was going on beside them as Lester Carter ate
pussy for the first time. But he could hear Debbie moaning and make out
sucking noises, so he figured the guy was doing all right.

"Darling!" his mother gasped. "Oh darling boy - I'm coming, coming! Oh,
eat me, you sweet little bastard - eat your mommy's hot pussy!"

Redoubling his efforts, Jerry brought her to a sizzling, jerking
climax. Her hairy snatch hammered into his mouth and against his teeth
as he used his tongue like a twisting probe inside the slippery velvet
sheath. Angela's crotch strained to him and held tightly for a long,
shuddering moment; then the grip of his mother's smooth thighs
loosened, and her pelvis fell away. Normally, Jerry would have kept
right on eating her, so he could lift her to a series of orgasms, make
her come again and again, because she never tired of this matchless
intimacy.

But now he lifted his smeared face and watched the other man working at
Debbie's ebony-haired snatch. The woman was jamming her pussy up into
her husband's mouth, swinging her plush hips and grinding her pelvis
into Lester's face as she went wild with the oral loving he was giving
her. She was making up for all the years she hadn't gotten it.

"Move your tongue higher," Debbie commanded. "Up some more - ah yes,
that's it, that's it! Rub in into my clit, dear - oohh! Now suck me
there, pull it into your teeth and bite it - AHHH!"

With a pounding of her crotch and a seesawing of her hips, Debbie
churned her blazing snatch into her husband's mouth, shuddering from
head to toe as she hit and held a tremendous orgasm. Jerry thought that
it must be really fabulous for her, getting it like that from her old
man for the first time in their married lives. He was glad that he'd
been the first to turn her on orally, and had shown her how wonderful
it could be. But of course, he wouldn't have known how to go about it
himself, if his sexy, open mother hadn't given him such sweet and
lascivious instructions.

Lester seemed dazed as he took his face from between his wife's rounded
thighs, but Jerry noticed that the guy kept licking at his lips,
running his tongue over them to taste any cunt juice left there.

Coming to his knees, Jerry slid up to his mom's golden basket, aiming
his swollen cockhead into the wetly waiting mound where the deep pink
lips beckoned. Her aroused pussy was a damp oven, and avid for the
entrance of his glans, so he slid it into her labia and felt them part
for the knob. Always tight, always hot, her wondrous pussy snuggled
around the movement of his penetrating shaft as his mother arched her
back and lifted her silken crotch to take in all his gorged meat.

At his shoulder, Lester said in awe, "I didn't think you'd get all that
club into her, k**. But there it is, buried to the balls."

"Buried inside my mom's slippery cunt," Jerry said, "just as you'd dig
having your hard cock stuck into your daughter's beautiful young pussy,
and just as she would dig having it locked into her."

Angela writhed upon his embedded pole, so he stroked her with it,
rolling his hips from side to side so she could feel the flanged head
caressing the cup of her womb, so she could know the thrill of the
swollen root against her clit.

Lester couldn't wait to get into his wife's hole. The man hurried to
cram his stiff rod into the softly giving mound, and worked it home
with a long, sliding thrust. It was different for him now, Jerry saw,
far more exciting, almost as if he was getting into a strange pussy.
The Carters began to fuck eagerly, and Jerry wondered if Lester would
blow off too quickly, because he wanted them to shift back and forth,
their dicks dipping into a black-haired snatch, then a golden one.

Reaching in and out of his mom's flexing vagina, Jerry kept moving
until she hissed between locked teeth and her cunt seethed around his
cock like a heated whirlpool. A moment after she came, he pulled out
and touched Lester on the shoulder to say, "May I cut in?"

The guy blinked at him; Debbie was grinding and humping on his prick,
but he saw what Jerry had in mind, and nodded. His wife moaned a
protest as Lester withdrew his reddened shaft and moved back, but she
looked up into Jerry's face then, and lifted her ass so that her cunt
would open wider for his big pole.

"If she gets too hot for you," he said to Lester, "just stop shoving it
to her; hold it deep and let her work her clitoris over the stem of
your cock so she can come without making you hit it."

"Yeah," the guy grunted, and slipped his greasy knob up into the
welcoming gash of Angela's hungry mound. Jerry watched the hard meat
glide into his mom's vagina and saw balls settle into the feathery
crack of her uplifted and twitching ass.

Lester hadn't had much practice, he thought, and would be lucky if he
could hold off, because Angela's pussy was already doing tricks,
wringing down upon the shaft and backing off, only to come wheeling
around the cockhead again. Fucking Angela Winston when she was really
aroused was like shoving your dick into a mixmaster, Jerry knew, a
mixmaster with soft rubber blades that had hot butter poured over them.

But Debbie was doing all right, too, and he paid more attention to the
flowing cunt she was hammering around his club. Holding to the woman's
big, soft tits, Jerry rode her steadily, pumping the cock to her
tempestuous snatch with long and thrilling strokes. She came violently
and tried to lift him off the floor, tried to devour his submerged
prick with her cunt, her vaginal muscles biting down on him and the
cheeks of her ass snapping tightly shut.

"Oh! Oh! Jerry darling - how I love your big cock - love it in me,
adore it filling up my pussy like this. Oh - every time I breathe, I
hit another little orgasm."

On his right, Lester was feeding the meat to Angela, and she was
plunging like a bucking horse. Even if Lester went off in her, Jerry
thought that he would save his load for his mother's inflamed pussy,
and backed slowly out of Debbie's. Lester anticipated him this time,
and snatched his cock away from Angela quickly. The head of it was
polished and expanded, all trembling and on the verge of exploding.

"Just hang loose as you can," Jerry advised. I know that your wife
wants that wad of semen inside her."

Hesitating, clamping a tight hold around the base of his stubby prick,
Lester finally dared to move, and inched over to take his place between
Debbie's polished olive thighs. Holding a deep breath, he set the
puffed glans into his wife's quivering hot labia and shoved hard,
pushed deeply, burying his rod full length into her writhing body.

It only took a couple of seconds, a couple of convulsive strokes before
Lester went off inside Debbie's flexing snatch like a bomb, and the
feel of his spurting come made his wife churn insanely, her plump legs
waving and, her crotch blurring as she sought and found the soaring
crescendo of her own ecstatic climax.

Then it was Jerry's turn; his prick eased slickly into his mother's
enchanted pussy, and as he drove it home to the hilt, she whipped her
long legs up and around him, pinning him within their tender
entrapment. They fucked with powerful, sledging motions, pelvis to
pelvis, their asses gyrating and his shaft making wetly suctioning
noises within her quaking vagina. When his long-held semen gushed
bubbling from his cockhead, she accepted its gift with pile-driving
satisfaction, crying out softly as she came.