"Stop it now," Karen chided, slipping her arms into her blouse. "I've got to button my blouse."
"Why?" Warren asked, sucking her nipple into his mouth again.
Karen sighed, shivering a little as she felt his tongue working over her tingling nipple. Damn, he turned her on so much!
She was already completely dressed. Everything was in place except the fronts of her blouse. It looked like they might be a little difficult to button up.
"Come on now, Warren. I've got to get my husband out of jail. I shouldn't have stayed here the whole night as it is. Someone might have seen my car outside."
Warren put his face between her tits, then pressed her tits together against his cheeks. She giggled and he smiled, enjoying the fragrance of her flesh and the perfume she'd just applied between her tits after her shower.
Karen grabbed a handful of hair and pulled his head away from her tits. She quickly buttoned up her blouse.
"Good-bye, darling," she purred, kissing his mouth lightly. "I'll be seeing you again – soon."
Before he had a chance to protest further, Karen was out the door of his home. As she walked to her car, she could feel her nipples rubbing against the inside of her blouse as her tits bounced freely, unconfined.
Karen thought about her daughter. Barbara was a lot more worldly wise than Karen had ever given her credit for.
Another thought came to mind, making Karen smile to herself. Only a couple hours earlier she had felt terribly uncomfortably about being dressed as she was in the see-through blouse, with no bra or panties. But now all she felt was sexy and daring, and she liked the feelings.
She started the engine, hoping Barbara had had some luck in getting the bank president, Mr. Jones, to come up with a cashier's check for Joe's bail money.
p(line).***
Barbara blinked her eyes. It took a moment before she realized that she was in jail!
She kicked her feet over the edge of the cot and sat upright. She looked at her naked pussy, then remembered that her leather miniskirt had been left in the alley where Deputy Phelps butt-fucked her. Her mesh stockings were at the end of the cot, her shoes on the floor. At least her leather coat was buttoned up to hide her tits.
"Good morning," Joe said, turning over. He was on the cot opposite Barbara's. "How did you sleep?"
"Pretty good, under the circumstances."
Barbara folded her hands between her legs, feeling the need to hide her pussy even though she knew her father had probably spent half the night staring at it.
"Ol' Zachery was sure pissed off when they threw him out at the same time they brought you in here."
Joe made no attempt to hide the fact that he was staring at his daughter's beautiful legs.
"I think he would have done something the moment I fell asleep if the deputy and sheriff would have let him stay."
Barbara took her hands away from her pussy, figuring she had nothing to hide from her father anyway.
"With any luck at all Karen will come with all we need to get out of here."
Barbara took her stockings and rolled them up her legs slowly, teasingly, feeling her father's hungry, lusty gaze on her. It excited her to know that he wanted to fuck her.
She took her time smoothing the stocking top around her thigh. When she put her shoes on and buckled them, Barbara made sure that she always stayed in a position so that Joe could see her pussy.
When Barbara looked up, she saw the lump of hard cock that was trapped inside her father's pants. She wondered for a moment why she hadn't fucked him the night before, cursing herself for missing the opportunity to take his cock into her cunt.
Something in Barbara's subconscious said it would be a real turn-on to give a deep-throat blow-job to her own father. She wondered what his cum would taste like gushing over her tongue, filling her mouth as she gulped it down thirstily.
She was just about to get off the cot when the outer door of the jail opened and Sheriff Carlisle, Deputy Phelps and Karen stepped in.
"Come on, Joe, let's get you home," Karen said.
Then she saw Barbara and stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes went down to Barbara's naked cunt bush and her pink pussylips.
"Barbara! What happened!"
"Just about everything. But I enjoyed it all!"
It was all set for his release. Mayor Warren Collins had vouched for Joe so that he could be released from jail Sunday morning and Mr. Jones, the bank president, had come by at four a.m. with a cashier's check for the bail money.
"How the hell you ladies managed it I'll never know," Sheriff Carlisle said, hooking his thumbs into his gun belt. "But you did, so we've got to let you go… after."
Karen knew what that tone of voice meant. She turned to the sheriff.
"After what?" she asked.
"After you and Barbara there prove what model citizens you are. You know, ain't nothin' here says anything about having Barbara released. It only says we got to let go of Joe. That's it."
Barbara had gotten herself horny thinking about fucking her own father, so she was ready for a little excitement. Holding onto the cell bars, pressing her face between the iron, she looked at her mother.
"They want us. What difference does it make? If it'll get me out of here, what choice do we have?"
"But in front of your father?" Karen looked at Joe.
Then the memory of him getting drunk and having some bitch sucking on his prick came to her, and she decided it would be perfect retribution if he had to watch her getting fucked by the deputy or sheriff.
Deputy Phelps opened the jail cell and Barbara stepped out. The moment she was out of the cell, Deputy Phelps closed and locked the door again. Joe glared at the deputy, who just gave a sarcastic smile in return.
"Don't be afraid, Mother," Barbara said. "The sheriff and deputy just want to get their rocks off and they want us to do it in front of daddy. That's all there is to it. It doesn't really have to mean anything."
Barbara looked at the sheriff and sensed instinctively what he wanted. She stepped closer to Karen and put her hands on her mother's shoulders.
"They want a show, so let's give them one." Barbara leaned forward, getting up on her tip-toes to kiss her mother's mouth softly. "Who knows? Maybe we'll even enjoy ourselves."
Barbara could tell that Karen wasn't into what was happening. But she also knew that there was a fire in her own cunt that was burning hotter and hotter and wouldn't be quenched until her clit exploded and her hot, slick girl-cum spewed out.
Running the tip of her tongue over Karen's lips, Barbara felt her mother's huge tits pressing lightly against her own. Even through the leather jacket she had on, the contact was electrifying for her. Her nipples grew hard instantly and the jacket pressed against the fiery nipples made them itch hungrily for attention.
"Mmmmm!" Barbara purred, flicking her tongue between Karen's lips, the tip of her tongue touching her mother's briefly.
Though she had done many crazy and sexy things in her life, Barbara couldn't believe how this particular situation was turning her on. She was going to make it with her own mother while the deputy, sheriff and her father all watched.
What more could an exhibitionist with a strong incestuous streak in her ask for? thought Barbara.
Her hands were trembling badly as she unbuttoned Karen's blouse. The moment the huge mounds of Karen's tits burst into view, Barbara dipped her face down and captured one nipple.
She'd never tasted anything quite so delicious as her own mother's nipple. Barbara opened her mouth as wide as she possibly could, sinking her teeth lightly into the tit flesh, lashing at the hard nipple with her tongue.
"Mmmmmmm!" Barbara moaned again, this time out of pure, raw, unbridled passion.
Barbara realized that Karen wouldn't initiate anything, so as she sucked on the big, lusty nipples she wrapped her arms around Karen and pulled the zipper to her long white skirt down. A moment later the skirt fell around Karen's ankles and Barbara's hands forced her thighs apart so she could get to that bushy, tasty pussy. She soon felt her own mother's pussyjuice on her fingertips.
"Mmmmmm!" Barbara moaned soulfully, sucking hungrily on one nipple as she played her fingertips over Karen's cuntlips and clit.
Karen rolled her head back on her shoulders and sighed, not really wanting to believe what was happening to her, not wanting to admit that she was getting hot and wet and ready for action. Barbara's hot mouth was working over her nipples, biting and sucking on them, and the fingers playing with her pussy were doing it so gently and so expertly that Karen was convinced Barbara had been making it with women for a long, long time.
"Ohhhhhh! Please stop!"
But Barbara knew her mother didn't want her to stop. The heat and moisture on her finger-tips from Karen's pussy told her that much.
Boldly the teenager thrust a finger between Karen's cuntlips. Her finger pushed into Karen's cunt easily. The cuntlips were slippery with pussyjuice.
"Ohhh! Ohhhhh!" Karen sighed as her clit turned red-hot.
Barbara nibbled on her mother's left nipple. With her right hand she eased her finger in and out of the hot pussy. Her left hand trailed up and down Karen's thighs, feeling the silk stockings against her palm and sensitive fingertips. She thirsted for the taste of her own mother's pussyjuice, wanted to feel Karen's cuntlips tightening around her own invading, probing tongue.
The teenager kissed Karen's sucked-in stomach, intent of burrowing her tongue deep into the hot, juicy pussy that she hungered for.
"Over here," Sheriff Carlisle said in that gravel-voiced, commanding tone of his. "This ain't a party for yourselves, you know!"
Barbara's head was spinning with lust. She didn't really know what had happened. All those eyes on her as she sucked on her mother's tits and fingered her seething pussy had fired up her own lust so strongly that she was tingling from head to foot.
The rickety wooden table was pulled close to the cell so that Joe could have a front row seat on the action that was about to take place.
"What are you?"
The words came from Karen as though she was in a trance. She didn't fight against the men as she was turned away from the table, then pushed backward over it.
The table wasn't very large. Karen could feel the sharp edges of the table against her thighs just above the tops of her black silk stockings and against her shoulders. Her high-heeled shoes dangled several inches above the floor. Her head hung down on the other side of the table, her lips parted slightly from the position she was in. Her big tits spread slightly, the nipples hard and moist from her daughter's mouth.
"Go on, Barbara," Sheriff Carlisle said, pushing the girl between Karen's spread thighs. "You know what to do."
Barbara started to get to her knees, but the sheriff slipped his hand between her legs, grabbing her by the pussy, keeping her in a standing position. She put her hands on her mother's thighs and looked at the bushy cunt and pink pussylips for a moment, feeling the sheriff's fingers working over her own cuntlips and clit.
This is going to be fan-fucking-tastic! the girl thought.
Karen moaned softly as she looked at the world upside-down. She saw Deputy Phelps' crotch and shivered on the table as he slowly, almost tauntingly, unzipped his pants and brought his cock and balls out of the fly of his trousers.
"Suck me, Karen," the deputy whispered.
Karen didn't say anything, but she was as hungry for the deputy's cock as he was for her to suck on it. He brought the fleshy, conical head of his prick to her mouth and she opened her lips in invitation, not even making any pretense of not liking to give blow-jobs.
"Mmmmmm!" the big-titted mother purred as her lips wrapped around the fat, meaty cockhead.
Barbara used her thumbs to pry her mother's cuntlips apart just a little. A finger was pushed into her pussy and she groaned her pleasure, then stuck her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could and tasted her mother's cuntlips.
After the first taste of pussyjuice from a cunt instead of on a cock after it had fucked her, Barbara was addicted. She groaned softly, her firm tits jiggling inside her leather jacket, and threw her face between Karen's thighs. Stiffening her tongue, she thrust it between the tight, juicy pink cuntlips, fucking her tongue as far into her mother's hot, wet pussy as she could.
Standing with his face pressed between the bars, Joe couldn't believe what he was seeing. He groaned softly and took his cock out, not taking his eyes off the action taking place just a few feet away from him.
"Unbelievable," he whispered, beginning to stroke his cock.
Karen was on the table, her legs dangling over one side, her head over the other. Deputy Phelps was standing near her face, pushing his prick back and forth between her lips, driving his cock deep into her hot mouth. On the other side of the table, Barbara was bent over at the waist, licking Karen's cunt, naked from the waist down except for the thigh-high black mesh stockings. Behind Barbara, Sheriff Carlisle was rubbing the head of his prick back and forth over her cuntlips and through the crevice of her firm, satiny smooth asscheeks.
Curling her tongue inside Karen's cunt, Barbara licked at the delicious pussyjuice. As she tongued the pink, juicy cuntlips, she could feel the head of the sheriff's prick gliding threateningly against her cuntlips. She wondered if he would fuck her pussy or her asshole, but didn't really care which one he fucked. She was so horny that even her asshole would enjoy the colossal prick into it.
Barbara fucked her tongue into Karen's cunt. She pushed one finger between her mother's cuntlips to get it slick with pussyjuice, then started finger-fucking Karen's asshole. Behind her, Barbara felt the blunt, throbbing head of the sheriff's cock pushing her own cuntlips apart as he started to fuck her seething pussy.
"Ohhhhh! I love a tight cunt," the sheriff groaned, watching his cockhead sinking into the girl's pussy. He shoved the pricktip deeper into her pussy, pulled back, then bore into her again, this time plowing almost all of his huge prick into Barbara's superheated cunt.
Barbara shivered, fucking her tongue into her mother's hot cunt as the sheriff bored into her, driving the entire length of his monstrous prick into her pussy. The incredibly thick shaft of his cock forced her cuntlips wide apart, giving the teenager a delicious sensation of being completely filled with cockmeat as she tongue-fucked her mother.
Karen was oblivious to the discomfort she felt at having the table biting into the flesh of her thighs and shoulders as her body was being worked over. Her legs twitched as she shivered on the table, her clit getting hotter by the second from Barbara's expert tongue and tantalizing lips.
"Suck me," the deputy whispered, grabbing onto Karen's big, jiggling tits and pinching them.
Karen wasn't actually giving a blow-job. With her head hanging over the edge of the table, all she could do was avail her hot, sucking mouth to the deputy as he pushed and pulled his cockhead in and out of her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around his pricktip, shivering with delight at the taste of his hard, strong prick. The cockhead pushed against the back of her mouth, and for a second Karen thought that the deputy would choke her with his prick. But then, just when Karen was certain she would choke, he pulled back and let her tongue his cockhead.
"Mmmmmmm!" Karen moaned, feeling her husband's eyes on her as she mouthed and sucked on the big prick that sprouted from the deputy's waist.
His hands were driving her wild with lust, pinching and twisting her nipples to send hot tingles throughout her body as she got face-fucked. Between her legs, Karen could feel her daughter's tongue fucking deep into her pussy, spreading her cuntlips apart to lap at the girl-cum that oozed freely from her pussy.
Barbara rocked to and fro, trying to concentrate on licking her mother's pussy and ignore the big, throbbing cock that rolled to and fro between her cuntlips, sinking deep into her hot pussy. But she couldn't. Her clit was tingling madly, getting hotter by the second as the sheriff's enormous prick lanced full-length into her pussy.
"Mmmmmmft!" she slurped, dragging her tongue through the tight crevice of her mother's cuntlips until she reached the pink, erect, throbbing clit at the top of her mother's pussy.
Barbara whipped the clit with her tongue and then was shocked when a spurt of girl-cum gushed out of Karen's pussy. The slick, oily, clear pussyjuice washed over Barbara's lips and cheeks. She threw her face forward, fucking her tongue as deeply into Karen's overheated pussy as she possibly could, shivering as pussyjuice splashed into her mouth and over her cheeks and chin. Slick drops of girl-cum dripped off the teenager's chin onto the concrete floor as she shivered, trying to savor the delicious girl-cum as much as possible.
Behind her, the sheriff was pumping his hips faster and harder, sinking his prick into Barbara's pussy until his balls slapped against her quivering thighs. He groaned and looked at Joe, a twisted smile curling up his lips.
"Watch me fuck your daughter," the sheriff said softly.
Joe pounded his prick furiously as he watched the action. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever gone through and the strangest thing of all was that nobody was doing anything to him and he still didn't care.
The deputy and the sheriff both unloaded. Thick, spurting jets of cum raced through the tube of his prick as Sheriff Carlisle uncorked his prick from Barbara's pussy and rubbed it between her asscheeks.
"Awwwwww!" the sheriff groaned as his balls exploded.
Joe watched as thick, white spurts of cum jetted out of the sheriff's cockhead, sailing through the air to land heavily on Barbara's black leather jacket. Looking at Barbara's face, Joe saw his wife's pussyjuice all over her cheeks and lips.
A moment later Deputy Phelps pulled his prick out of Karen's mouth and started whacking on it. Karen kept her mouth open, her eyes closed, as the deputy's thick, sticky white cum shot on her face. Cum hit her lips and cheeks and chin. More spurts of cum hit her nose and neck. Some cum hit her on the forehead and stuck in her dark hair.
And when it was all over, Karen sat upright on the table and then walked slowly over to Joe, her big tits jiggling as she walked.
"Look, Joe," Karen whispered, looking straight into her husband's eyes.
She had cum clinging from her eyelashes to her cheekbone. It was strange and exciting for Karen to look at her husband's through another man's cum.
"See what he did to me? Do you want to do it, too?"
"Yes," Joe said, pounding faster on his cock.
Karen sank to her knees in front of her husband's cock. A moment later Barbara was beside her. Karen put her arm around Barbara's shoulder, pulling her daughter in close. They pressed their cheeks together, both staring at Joe's cockhead.
"Fuck!" Joe hissed as he came.
He watched his thick, hot cum splatter over his wife's and daughter's face. And when it was over, Karen and Barbara kissed each other lovingly.
"Come on, Joe, it's time to go home," Karen said as she slipped her skirt around her hips. "And don't think I've forgiven you for what you've done. From now on you're going to have to keep Barbara and me very, very happy and well fucked – or I'll throw your ass out the door!"
As they left the jail, Barbara shivered with anticipation, already wondering what it would be like to take her father's cock into her pussy until she came.