Jeff tried to follow the order by making a minimal amount of contact. This proved unsatisfactory to the demanding Hank, so Jeff finally forced himself to bury his lips in the sweaty crack. He was able to keep his tongue glued to the anus. This brought more words of praise from the hairy man. Those words filled Jeff with a sense of pride.
On his own initiative, Jeff reached in between Hank’s muscular thighs to where the cock penetrated the young woman. His fingers explored the soaked flesh, where the father joined the daughter. In his mind, Jeff could see what his touch sensed. The hot, wet piston pumped in and out of the tight, juicy sleeve. White froth leaked out around it, dripping between her cheeks.
‘How can he last so long?’ Jeff asked himself. His impatience grew with each of Hank’s vigorous thrusts. He thought of ways he might be able to hurry things along. He took hold of the base of Hank’s cock at the point of max penetration. Then he let the slippery shaft slide between his circled fingers as the cock withdrew. Jeff tightened his grip on the throbbing flesh as the man thrust it back in. This brought a moan of pleasure from the big man. By varying the pressure, he kept it interesting for Hank.
“Daddy, daddy, daddy …,” Charlie chanted softly.
Desperate to make the beast come, Jeff stuck his tongue as deep in the hole as possible. “Fucking yeah! Here it comes, baby!” Hank said triumphantly.
Jeff felt the thrusts slow, then stop as the thick shaft jerked between his fingers. Hank was shooting hot cum into his daughter. It thrilled Jeff to his core to be an intimate part of it. He gently massaged the throbbing cock until its spasms ceased. All the while, his tongue probed Hank’s ass.
Hank collapsed on the slender girl folding her in half. Afraid for her, Jeff rose up to help Charlie. He managed to unhook her legs from her father’s shoulders. They slid down to the sides of her dad’s body, so she gradually unfolded. Her eyes were shut. Except for her moving lips, she seemed to be asleep. Jeff leaned close to her lovely face to catch her words.
“Daddy, daddy, daddy …,” still came from her lips.
She looked so serene and beautiful. Jeff couldn’t stop himself from kissing her. The girl’s eyes opened as she woke from her sexually induced trance. It took a moment for her to get her bearings. When she did, she shyly asked, “Uncle Jeff, will you make love to me?”
Jeff was more than willing, but there was a big hairy problem in the way. He and Charlie woke the current occupant of her saddle. Shaking his head groggily, Hank climbed off his girl. “That was fucking great!” he said. Hank stood up, stretched his limbs, and clicked on the TV. “We can catch the end of the fucking Giants game,” he said, though no one paid attention.
Jeff eagerly climbed aboard the slender girl, settling snugly between her creamy thighs. As he lined his hardon up with her pussy, he noticed Hank’s thick white spunk dribbling out. It oozed out of her pink gaping cunt. Her father’s cum would serve as lubrication for his rod. The thought made Jeff’s prick ache with need.
Charlie needed no foreplay, or maybe the sexual pounding she’d received from her dad counted as the warm-up. “Hurry up and stick it in,” she urged. She pulled him down in a fevered embrace.
The missionary position suited Jeff just fine. His dick slid into Charlie as her fingernails clawed his back. ‘Oh dear, she is a wild one,’ he thought. He felt her hard nipples against his chest as he started humping. She felt wetter and hotter than expected. And despite the recent servicing of her father’s fat cock, she felt extraordinary tight. The girl felt like the lone coed Jeff bedded in his college days.
As soon as the college sex occurred to him, Jeff started to thrust into Charlie with more oomph. He felt younger. The coed had also been used before he got his chance. His roommate’s cum filled her vagina when Jeff entered her. Sloppy seconds felt sexier somehow. The incestuous origin of the first load made the present fuck the ultimate kinky experience.
“Oh, uncle Jeff. Uncle, uncle, uncle…,” Charlie started to chant. At first, Jeff thought she said, uncle because she wanted him to stop. When he eased up, and she protested, he realized she was calling him uncle.
She called the old man, Ralph, grandpa. That reminded Jeff of the fact Ralph fucked her before Hank did. Which meant he was getting sloppy-thirds. Thanks to the premature ejaculation provoked by Hank, Jeff didn’t come right then. He continued humping the young woman steadily.
Jeff nearly entered a state of blissful now. The present seemed to last forever. Like a sexual guru, he almost touched the divine. It was perfect, except for the slight pain caused by the girl’s frantic clutching and clawing at his back. That was life, though. There was always something.
That pain paled in comparison to the next thing to intrude on perfection. One of Hank’s massive rough hands caressed Jeff. It squeezed one butt cheek. The fingertips delved into the crack between the two buns. Until one of them found Jeff’s insanely sensitive asshole.
Now each backward hump drove the thick fingertip further into his anus. Even so, he couldn’t, wouldn’t stop thrusting in and out of the girl. Once he started something, he tried to finish it, no matter the difficulties.
‘At least it’s not his cock,’ he said to himself. The thought provoked a sense of dread. ‘What if the crazy bastard got it in his head to fuck my ass?’
Fear of that is what prompted the increased vigor of his humping. He slid his hands under Charlie, cupping her firm butt cheeks in his palms. The girl’s moans of ‘uncle’ kept time. The thought of something much worst made Hank’s finger fucking bearable, if not pleasurable. He needed to come so bad, yet it remained just out of reach.
“Here’s a great fucking idea. Let’s fuck our daughters side by side. We can fucking fuck each other’s first. Then fucking fuck our own after,” Hank mused aloud.
That provided Jeff with the necessary stimulation to come. He shot his hot load into Charlie’s soaked pussy. Three blasts of cum pumped into the slender girl. The last came when Hank probed his prostate. The climax was his best ever.
Jeff rested only briefly before his conscience spurred him to think about Charlie’s pleasure. It had been fantastic for him, but the young woman hadn’t come. She still softly chanted, “Uncle, uncle, uncle,” though the words were spoken at a slower, softer tone.
Jeff figured eating her pussy was the least he could do. He pushed himself up, preparing to crawl down her slender sweaty body. It came as a surprise when the finger was pulled out of his ass. He forgot it was there. ‘I guess you can get used to anything,’ he thought.
Just about in position, Jeff was yanked backward off the bed. “No fucking way, Jose,” Hank snapped. “That’s my fucking pie. Find your own. Look in the fucking head.”
Flung to the floor, Jeff watched the hairy man settle in for a hot meal between the girl’s thighs. Before digging in, Hank ordered, “Turn up the volume so I can hear the fucking game.”