"Relax," she heard Frank say. "Let your sphincter muscle go, just like you were taking a nice shit."
She did, and she felt the hard knob begin to force its way through the ring-like muscle. She was concentrating hard, flying to relax. The lubrication was working, because she soon felt the whole mushroom-shaped cockhead poke into her tube. The head was in, and the rest could surely follow.
"That's it," she heard Frank say. "That's it, Fanny. Just let yourself go. Close your eyes and relax, just like going to sleep."
She did as he suggested, letting her eyelids droop shut, letting herself drift off. She was aware now only of the sensations of pleasure in her rear end. The knob-end of Frank's big rod was plowing slowly but surely up her asshole, sliding in like a big lump of stilt in reverse. It was a heavenly feeling, and soon she was aware of the whole thick bone following behind, spreading her to the utmost, filling her with a thrilling sensation.
"Just a little more," Frank crooned from behind her, "just a little more."
Fanny felt a chill go through her cunt. Her nipples were tingling with delight. Her whole body was coming alive from the filling feeling up her ass. She could hardly wait for him to get his cock all the way in, just so he could pull it out and shove it back in harder. She wanted him to start thrusting. She wanted to feel the powerful banging in and out of her ass.
"It's almost in," Frank said. "Almost."
Fanny relaxed her sphincter as if dumping a load, and she felt the huge cock gain the last couple of inches. It was all the way up her shit-chute now, and Frank was leaning over her back, gripping her around the waist with his powerful hands. She felt him brush the back of her neck with a kiss, then heard him speak.
"You okay, Fanny?"
"Sure," she replied. "It feels great up my ass. When are you going to start thumping me, the way you were doing your mother?"
He laughed, and she felt him adjust his position to begin the pistoning. Fanny set her hands a little bit farther apart on the carpet, spread her knees a little to give herself more stability. Frank was already withdrawing his long cock from her ass, and it was like a balloon being deflated as her tube collapsed in its wake.
Then she felt his rod begin the return trip, ramming its thick head back up her asshole. She stared down at the carpet as Frank Williams began the rhythmic stroking of her ass that she had seen him do to his mother. In and out of the chute his mighty weapon drove, sliding on Vaseline. Frank was increasing his speed and the force of his ass-humping, and once or twice as he brought his cock out fast Fanny heard a loud sound like the breaking of wind.
"Have you been eating beans?" she heard Frank's mother joke.
"I'm not farting," she came back.
Frank laughed. "That's the sound of a good, fast ass-fuck," he said. "Let's see if I can make it again." He rammed in and out with renewed speed, and a couple of times he ripped out a stream of air that resounded like another fart. They all laughed, but as the reaming started to turn Fanny on, the joking came to an end.
Her cunt was getting hot now, and she wanted Frank's fingers in there. "Frig my cunt!" she yelled out, surprised by the urgency in her voice. "Oh! I need a finger on my clit."
Frank obliged, reaching down and working his hand into her twat. As he humped away on her ass, he felt around her pussy, finally finding the little love button. He massaged the clit with the tip of one finger, round and round, speeding it up as he fucked her faster in the ass.
Fanny threw her head back in ecstasy. She was rising quickly towards a climax, certain she would come in a few more seconds. She didn't want Frank to come too soon. She didn't want to be left hanging. "Keep fucking me," she said. "Keep frigging my clit. Ohhh. Don't stop now, Frank. I'm going to come. Any minute now. Ohhhh, I'm going to come."
Frank kept up the steady pressure on asshole and cunt. He had an educated finger and an even better educated cock. Fanny shut her eyes tight and spun off into a world of pure pleasure. She was floating amongst the stars, and then they suddenly burst for her in a thousand colored lights. "I'm coming!" she heard a voice call out in the night, unaware that it was her own. Pleasure filled every pore of her body, and the screams of ecstasy she now heard seemed to be coming from some other girl at a great distance.
Only gradually did the pleasure subside, and then she was aware of the humping in her ass once more. Frank's rod was hot now, and there was a new dose of slimy lubrication up her shit-chute. She realized that he was coming, and she could hear his hoarse breathing. His hands gripped her around the waist again, more tightly than before, and he fucked her ass at a mad clip. She could smell the odor of his passion, a sharp and pungent smell that filled her nostrils. She liked it, and if she hadn't just come she knew it would have fired her again.
Frank was slowing now, his cock sliding in and out of Fanny's asshole more from momentum than from any continuing urge. Then he came to a fairly quick halt and hung over her back, panting for air. Fanny and Frank stayed in that position for some time, till finally she felt him lean over her back again and place a kiss on her cheek.
"Did you dig that?" he asked fondly.
"I'll say," Fanny replied. "You sure know how to use that big tool of yours, Frank."
He laughed and began to pull it out of her ass. As he did so, she glanced over her shoulder, saw the prick come out slimy and limp. When it was all the way out, it hung straight down, and his pubic bush was matted with come. Fanny got up shakily, noticing that there were come-juice stains all over the carpet.
"Don't worry about that," She said. Apparently she'd been watching the whole thing from a vantage point on the bed, where she now sat naked and calm. "This carpet has seen a lot of come spots in its day."
"And I hope it gets to see a lot more," Frank added, giving his dick a shake that knocked off a droplet of spunk. "I'd hate to think what life would be like without a mother to fuck."
Fanny felt a little self-conscious, but she made no move for her clothing. Frank had sat down beside his mother on the bed and put his arm around her, so Fanny sat next to her on the other side. She crossed her legs demurely. "You're a handsome guy," Fanny said to Frank. "You should be able to get lots of groovy girls."
"I can," he came back, "and I do, too. But there's no cunt like the one you originally came from. There's no fucking that's the equal of fucking your mom. I'm pretty sure of it."
"Well," Fanny said, "I guess you should know. Don't you ever think… you know, that it's wrong. To fuck your own mother and everything."
"How can it be wrong?" Sue laughed. "Every guy wants to do it. And every girl wants to get fucked by her dad. You know that's true. So that makes it right, doesn't it?"
"I guess so," Fanny shrugged. "I guess it's okay if no one minds. Who was it that said, 'It's right if it feels good?'"
"I don't know," Frank said. "But I agree with the mother-fucker."
Fanny laughed and got up. "I wonder what May is up to. It's been awfully quiet in your father's room."
At the urging of Frank and Susan Williams, Fanny tiptoed from the bedroom, out into the hall and down to the room they had pointed out to her. The door had been left ajar, and she pushed it silently open. The vision that met her eyes startled her. Wellington Williams, the debonair father of her friend May, his hair with its touches of gray at the temples always so neat and distinguished, was standing naked in the center of the room.
His daughter was on her knees, naked as he, sucking the hell out of his cock.
Fanny's mouth fell open as she watched, and her first impulse was to run for the door. However, the strangely erotic atmosphere that pervaded the Williams household helped make it seem perfectly natural to stand in someone's bedroom and watch him get his dick blown by his daughter. Fanny was numb as she stood staring at the long, white cock.
It was sticking straight out from beneath Wellington's flat stomach, and it was disappearing between May's lips in a slow, sensuous way, then reappearing at the same pace. The girl was moving her head as if on a rail, sliding towards her father, taking his whole prick in her mouth and throat, then sliding back to bare the fleshy rod to the air.
The older man was oblivious to Fanny's presence in the room. Indeed, he was probably oblivious to everything except the lovely face that was riding back and forth along his bone. He stared down with a sly smile on his face, his eyes somewhat glassy.
May's breasts hung slightly away from her chest as she leaned towards her dad. The globes were big and round, firm and flawless, and they quivered ever so slightly with her motion. Fanny could see that her friend's nipples were hard and pink, extended with sexual excitement. May's naked ass bobbed in the air as she completed a forward stroke, the matched mounds of white ass-flesh, pear-shaped and lovely.
Fanny realized that she was naked, too. She glanced down at her body, the big breasts jiggling and the nipples quickly growing as rigid as May's. Peeking further down her body, she could see her pubic bush, the droplets of her come-juice now hardened to dark dots. She turned quickly about, expecting to see May's brother and mother on either side of her. To her surprise, neither was present. They had left her alone to be a spectator as May Williams sucked her father's cock, and maybe also to become involved with the twosome. What they were doing back in the room she had just left, Fanny could only imagine.
Her attention turned back to the couple before her. May had let the cock come out of her mouth, and was sitting back on her haunches to admire it. The stiff rod was wavering before her eyes, the knob swollen and pink, the shaft a milky white. Wellington's balls were tightly drawn up beneath his root, and his sex organs seemed like a machine ready to explode into ferocious action. Fanny loved the sight of it.
Suddenly, she caught the eye of the old guy. He turned to her with a big smile on his face. "How did things go with you three?" he asked.
"Oh," Fanny managed to say with a shrug. "Just me." She took a deep swallow. "We… we had a pretty good time, I guess."
The senior Williams chuckled. "That wife of mine is a hot one. Did Frank fuck you?"
"In the ass."
"Ha-ha. I wish I could have been there to see it," Wellington said. "With that big shlong of his he must have stretched your behind a good bit. Was he gentle?"
"Oh sure," Fanny came back, wondering if the powerful ass-reaming she'd just gotten qualified as gentle. "I really dug it," she added truthfully.
Wellington Williams turned back towards May. "Did you hear that?" he asked. "You've got a lot to prove now. You don't want Fanny to go back home thinking you're the only member of the family who's not into the sex in a big way. You have to uphold the family standard."
"You're doing a pretty good job of that," May laughed, gesturing towards the huge hard cock that wavered before her eyes. "Give me a chance to breathe a little and I'll show Fanny how to lower a man to half-mast."