Debbie went to her room and pulled on a bathrobe before starting the search for her stepfather. It was then that she heard him rummaging around in the spare room down the hall.
"Dad?" she called as she heard his footsteps nearing her open door. "Dad, is that you?"
Bill stepped to the door and glared down at the teenaged girl. "You Goddamnedslut!" the enraged man bellowed at her.
Before Debbie had time to react, her stepfather walked into the room and slapped her hard with the flat of his hand, sending belt tumbling back onto the bed. She sprawled across the bedspread. Her robe, held together only with a. sash, flew open both at the top and bottom and one of her firm, young tits fell out. Beneath, her legs were thrown open; exposing the pink gash of her sweet, blonde cunt.
"Dad!" she screamed. "You hit me!" "You're Goddamned straight I hit you!" he snarled. "You and your slut mother both deserve a hell of a lot more than I just gave you!"
It was then that Debbie saw what the enraged man was carrying. Clutched in his right hand was the short, knotted length of a small whip that Bill had bought on one of his trips to Mexico. It was, in reality, a riding crop. Debbie could feel the sting of its deceptively soft braid and hear the singing whistle of it rushing through the air simply by looking at it. She realized just what he meant to do with it.
"NO, Dad, no!" the young girl shrieked, rolling away from him and covering her head with her arms.
She heard the whistle of his whip for real then, and the sting of the lash as it flicked across her lovely, soft hip was even worse than she had imagined it would be.
She screamed as the burning agony ran its way up her hip. It seemed to pierce the very soles of her bare feet and worm its way into the backs of her eyes.
Knowing that the convulsion of pain had thrown her body open to another blow, Debbie again buried her head in her arms and waited. But the blow never fell. Cautiously, she raised her arms and looked at her stepfather.
Bill was staring first at her and then at the small whip that hung limply in his hand. It was as if he were staring at the hand of a stranger, a man who could lay a leather whip against the flesh of a beautiful young girl and make her scream in agony. He seemed to find it impossible that he himself could be that man. Had he really swung the braided leather and lashed the gorgeous, naked ass of his step-daughter?
"Debbie?" he looked at her as if thinking she could explain what had happened to him in that one instant of rage. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry for that."
"Dad," the girl began crying and opened her arms toward Bill. Instantly he went to her bed and threw himself into her arms, sobbing.
"Oh, baby," he purred softly into her ear. "I didn't really mean to hurt you-or your mom, either. I guess I just went a little crazy for a minute."
"I know, Dad," Debbie said, her sobs subsiding as the pain and fear of the riding crop faded into the back of her mind. "Anybodycan lose control every once in a while." She raised his head in both of her hands. "But dad, there was no reason for you to be mad at mom. All she did was a different version of what you and I did yesterday?'
She kissed him softly, letting her sweet tongue slide hotly across his lips. "You know," she continued, "it doesn't have anything to do with the way mom feels about you. No more than you and I making love had anything to do with the way you feel about mom. We're family. We share things just like other families. Maybe some families don't share each other in bed, but there's no reason that we can't since I'm not really your daughter and Randy's not really related to mom or me."
She pulled his head down and nuzzled his lips against the firm white flesh of her tit. "You know what?" she asked. "I couldn't love you anymore if you were really my dad."
"Oh baby," Bill moaned softly, looking down into the lovely depths of her eyes.
"No," she said, putting her hand aver his lips. "No more words."
The young girl untied the sash of her robe and drew it open. At the sync time, she took one of his hands and pressed it firmly across one of her tits.
"Just show me, Dad," she whispered huskily. "Show me how much you love your girl."
Bill fell forward, sucking her tit deep into his mouth as if he meant to swallow the whole mound of flesh in one starving gulp. The nipple rose to greet his tongue. He clenched it in his teeth until a tiny squeal of pain and delight rose in the back of Debbie's throat. Then he began whipping at the rubbery piece of tit-flesh with his lashing tongue.
"Fuck me, Dad," the young girl groaned, straining to pull him fully onto her sweating body. "Fuck your girl until she can't stand anymore! Screw me blind!"
Without any further prompting, Bill climbed on top of his wife's beautiful daughter.
Frantically, Debbie grabbed a handful of his throbbing cock and tried to stab it into her weeping cunt.
"Slow down," Bill grinned. "We'll get there, don't worry."
He lifted the girl's legs until her feet were hooked over his shoulders and locked behind his neck. Then he lay the full weight of his cock inside the dripping trench of her cunt. Carefully, slowly, the man began sliding his prick back and forth so that the bulbous head of his cockmeat grazed maddeningly over her pussy lips.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," the teenager moaned with a whisper of exhaled breath. "That's fucking wonderful."
Over and over again, he rubbed. Again and again, his cockhead slid its weight across thenubbin of raw flesh that was her clit until Debbie was driven nearly mad with her hunger for his prick.
Only then, only when he saw that the hole of his step-daughter's pussy was filled with milky fluid, did Bill stop his teasing. With a soft splash of girl cream, the man's cockknob fell into the pool of jism that filled her cunt. Deeper, he slid. And ever deeper, until he had jammed the mushroom-shaped bulb of flesh hard against her pussy's back wall.
"Christ, you've got a hot, wet pussy!" Bill groaned, sliding in and out with long, slow strokes of his hips.
"Yesssss," Debbie sighed. "And you've got a hot, long cock to plug it with, don't you?"
"You bet your sweet ass," he smiled down as the girl squirmed and humped beneath him.
"Well," she teased, "if I've got such a sweet ass, how come you're ignoring it?"
"Hell!" he exclaimed with mock astonishment. "We'll just have to correct that situation right now."
Before the girl had a chance to breathe, Bill had slid his hand up the crack of her ass and shoved two wiggling fingers into the tight brown ring.
Instantly, Debbie's ass muscles closed convulsively on his fingers and started pumping against his movements.
"Aaaaaaaaarghhh!" she screeched at his double attack, especially when his other hand reached forward and grabbed a crushing gripon one of her tits.
Deep and hard he began thrusting his cock and fingers into her lovely young body. Crushing and pinching and pummeling, he abused her milky white tit. He pulled the nipple until it protruded angrily and the girl writhed in the combination of joy and agony that she had come to love so well.
So lost in their fucking that the rest of the world had ceased to exist, neither of the two heard Marge come into the room until Debbie looked up and saw her mother smiling down into her eyes from the side of the bed.
"Oh Mom," the girl grunted, "Dad fucks so damned good!"
"I know, baby," Marge smiled.
Bill may have heard them, but he gave no sign. He was totally lost in his mad fucking of the young girl beneath his body.
"Mom," Debbie pleaded. "Do us. Do both of us. Suck dad and me at the same time. It would feel so good."
"Okay, honey," Marge whispered, reaching down to stroke her daughter's tit sweetly. "Anything for my baby and her dad."
Bill had gone so completely mad in fucking his step-daughter that he fell forward across her body, both of his hands clawing at her tits and crushing them with his passion.
In that instant, Marge climbed onto the bed and dived head-first into the gap between their bodies. She was everywhere at once. Licking and sucking at Debbie's dripping cunt, shedrank greedily of her daughter's cum as it overflowed and ran down into the crack of the girl's ass. She reamed out the teenager's asshole with her hot tongue. Debbie mewed and whimpered, thrashing even harder and ramming her stepfather's cock even deeper into her cunt.
Everytime Bill pulled his cock back for another slow stroke, Marge reached up to lick at its jism smeared shaft. When he dropped back forward to poke Debbie full of cockmeat, the woman turned her attention to his cum-swollen nut sac. Only whether attention went to his balls and his ass for the first time did the man become aware of her presence in the room.
For an instant, he looked down across his back and saw her ass wiggling up behind as she rooted and slurped up their asses for the cream she so loved to drink. He grinned and gave his own ass a little shake that set his balls to slapping against her soft chin.
"Eat us, honey," he moaned. "Eat both of us!"
This time there were three people who were so lost in the lust that they did not feel another presence climbing onto the bed. But when Marge felt Randy's huge cockhead sliding up the cum-slickened gash of her cunt, she knew that now her pleasure could be made complete.
"Well, I guess the old saying is true," Randy grunted, pushing his cock all the way into his step-mother's greasy cunt. "Thefamily that fucks together, stays together." Yes, Marge thought to herself as she slammed her ass back hard and felt her stepson begin fingering her ass in rhythm to his fuck-strokes. And what a family we are, too.