Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2007 16:07:08 +0100 From: Tom Smith Subject: What did you do last night Miss? 7 What did you do last night, Miss? Chapter Seven (MF, mf, mff, Fm, anal, male bi, light scat, incest, cheat) Emma sat silently on the bed in her hotel room, her cheeks flushed, panting slightly from running up the stairs. The events of the previous hour swirled in her mind, a tangled web of erotic confusion. Her mind reeled in disbelief at what she had done. After all, she was a respectable woman, a schoolteacher no less, and yet minutes earlier she had been squatting in a dingy alleyway greedily sucking the massively engorged penis of one of her own pupils with all the skill that her sluttish alter-ego could muster. She knew that any healthy, teenage boy would be creaming at the prospect of getting a flash of his sexy young teacher's jugs, let alone have her give him a public blowjob. Yet she was the one who had taken it that far, who had lost all self-control. She wanted Shafiq's big hard cock and she wanted it badly. She had gone too far in seducing him, a sixteen year old boy, one of her own pupils. But her lust for him had overtaken her senses and he had seen it. Her nipples had given it away. As her boyfriend Tom always said, "NDL" - nipples don't lie. She stroked them lightly, finding them throbbing stiffly even now. She wanted Shafiq to suck them later on; tease them with his lips and nip them with his teeth. Few men realised how central to Emma's sexual pleasure her breasts were, how a little attention paid to her pert titties could transform a good fuck into a mindblowing one. Tom had always seemed to know instinctively and she remembered the second time he had fucked her when he had pinched her nipples increasingly hard, pulling each turgid brown cone in turn and slapping the wobbling flesh of her breasts hard as he thrust his huge dick into her sloshing cunt. She was sure Shafiq would do the same, she'd seen him ogling them often enough after all. Emma knew full well that her breasts turned heads and she delighted in teasing her pupils with tantalising glimpses of her deep cleavage. Perhaps he would fuck her breasts later, here, naked in bed with her. She squirmed as she imagined what it would feel like to have a cock that big thrusting between her sweaty tits, its enormous glans butting against her chin as her schoolboy stud got ready to pump his youthful jism into her greedy mouth . . . But tonight Emma had other plans for his beautiful big cock: she wanted to feel it up her arse. Emma adored anal sex. In fact she liked most kinds of sex. She loved to have her cunt licked, her breasts mauled, her pussy fucked; but what she sought beyond anything else was the intense pleasure that having her beautiful bottom packed to the hilt with throbbing, hard meat gave her. Nothing brought her to orgasm quite so effectively as being soundly buggered, nothing gave her as much delicious pleasure as feeling her lover thrust his greasy pole into the hot sheath of her rectum as he reached around to grasp her heaving jugs and sodomised her greedy shitter. Buggery was something that had always fascinated Emma, from the time that, as a sexually naive fifteen year old, she had discovered a stache of girlie magazines in her elder brother's wardrobe. The photographs, of shorn-quimmed, firm-titted babes touching themselves and one another, turned her on, but what really got her juices flowing were the erotic stories and letters purporting to come from readers. Many of them dealt with practices which Emma had never before considered: anal penetration, rimming, watersports, bondage and tit-fucking. As she "borrowed" these magazines and masturbated with them, she began to seek out the stories with anal content, fascinated by the idea that an arsehole, her arsehole, anyone's arsehole, could be a locus of sexual pleasure. There were some stories that she returned to again and again, such as the one about a girl who found that she could only achieve orgasm with a prick up her bottom, or the one about the naughty schoolgirl who got better grades by letting her teachers butt-fuck her. When she masturbated, which was often, she got a special thrill from touching her anus and running her finger tip, wet with juices from her cunt, around the puckered rim of her dirtiest and most forbidden hole. Already familiar with her brother's collection of soft-core pornography, Emma decided to see if her father had any hidden away somewhere. In the bottom of his closet was a small tin chest with a padlock on it. She had to find the key, certain that the locked trunk would contain something naughty. After a fruitless search through his drawers, Emma finally found a key in the breast pocket of her father's bathrobe. Her hands trembling, she unlocked the trunk and found it stuffed full of magazines and books. However, unlike her brother's collection, these were not the kind of magazines that one might buy from a high street newsagent. Emma took out the first magazine, entitled "Schoolgirl Bitches" and saw for the first time something that she had never seen before (though she and imagined it hundreds of times): graphic, hard-core sodomy. A pair of firm-bodied teenage girls were kneeling on all fours, each with a huge cock buried her behind. The image seared itself onto Emma's brain and she felt immediately hot, wanting to masturbate. Knowing she had at least three hours by herself before Mark got back from his football match, Emma began to look through the other magazines and found herself stunned, shocked, occasionally disgusted but mostly very turned on by the pictures that she found in them: women and young girls being fucked in the mouth, pussy and arse by dildos and huge cocks; heavily pregnant women being anally fisted; women being pissed on and pissing on men; people being spanked; girls covered in slimy spunk; tits being fucked; men being fucked; shitholes being tongued; everything that she had ever imagined, and more. One magazine was called "Daddy's Slut" and contained pictures of a teenage boy and girl and an older man. The accompanying text made it clear that the girl was supposed to be the man's daughter and the boy her brother. The centrefold picture showed the girl bending over a sofa, her father's massive dick fucking her bottom, while she sucked her brother's cock. Emma noted that the boy in the picture looked not unlike her brother, Mark. Then it hit her: the girl being buggered looked just like her! She noted something else, too: there was a large stain on the page, like water had been spilt on it, except Emma knew that it wasn't water; it was come! Emma felt an impending orgasm growing in the pit of her stomach, felt that familiar tingling deep in her over-excited twat. She reached up to pinch her nipples then dunked her fingers into her soupy cunt to coat them in her sex juices. Then she let her fingers travel down from her pussy to her anus, teasing the puckered knot of muscle before gently easing one finger into her hot, tight shitter. The thought of it, the lurid picture in her imagination, drove her over the edge. The porno was dog-eared and well-thumbed. The truth hit her like a thunderbolt: her father's favourite fuck-book was about a man who loved to bugger his daughter. Emma looked intently at the photograph again: the girl who looked like her, her anus stretched impossibly wide by her father's huge prick, her tits filling his hands, her mouth full of her brother's cock. Emma felt her climax take hold of her, two fingers now plugging her horny shithole. She grasped the full significance of the spunk stain on the page: her father had masturbated over this picture as he fantasised about buggering her, his own daughter! He had come thinking about it, he had squirted his hot jism all over this page as he imagined himself fucking Emma's arse, buggering his own daughter. The thought was almost too hot for Emma. She shoved her fingers violently up her crapper, her other hand still busy in her squelching cunt as she thought of her father, naked and hairy, madly fisting his huge cock as he fantasised that Emma's tight butthole, not his hand, was gripping his rod. She could see the scene clearly in her mind: her father closing his eyes and panting as thick ropes of creamy sperm squirted from his cock over the picture, but imagining instead that he was squirting into the massively stuffed bowels of his teenage daughter. Quickly she turned the page to see the girl sucking her father's prick as her brother rimmed her. A few pages later the girl was riding her brother's cock as her father pissed over her firm young melons. Emma came, her anus contracting in spasm around her own buggering digits. The book was forgotten now as Emma frenziedly masturbated her cunt and shitter. The fantasy was so real she could feel it. She could feel her lustful father's cock thrusting into her rectum, she could taste Mark's huge cock filling her mouth, she could feel the both pinching her nipples, slapping her buttocks, she could feel her father's hot piss splashing her ripe young teats, she could taste the richness of her own bowels on her father's spunky prick, she swore she could even feel her father's scalding jism as he pumped it into her guts. "Oh Emma, baby, your arse is so tight," she heard her father moan in her overheated mind, "I love fucking your arse so much, You're such a horny little slut. Oh fuck yes. I'm so deep in your shitter and it feels so damn good. Fucking my dirty little girl in her poop- chute. I always knew you were a filthy little bitch, never happy unless you've got daddy's big cock stuffed up your shit-tunnel. Fuck, baby, that's it, just like that; work my dick with your shithole while you suck on Mark's cock. That's my boy, fuck your sister's mouth, get it nice and wet because you're going to bugger her next." As one final orgasm took hold of Emma's trembling body, radiating outwards from her pussy and arse and sending bolts of electricity up to her hot tits, Emma thought she would faint with pleasure. The orgasm was so intense that clear, viscous girl-come actually squirted from her cunt into her palm, soaking her bush, and her arsehole contracted and spasmed so violently that she felt as if her fingers were about to be snapped off. She collapsed forward, relishing the rough texture of the carpet against her tender nipples. Her sodden cunt bucked uncontrollably against her nimble fingers and she shoved a third finger into her crap-hole as she experienced the hardest come of her young life. As her shattering climax peaked, Emma pulled her fingers from her clasping shitter, shoved them rudely into her mouth and licked them greedily, savouring the earthy taste of her own back-passage. Gradually the sensations died away and she collapsed on the floor, her mind still filled with lewd images of incestuous sodomy. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ Mark had never thought sexually about his sister until that afternoon, but a rained-off football match meant that he had returned home earlier than planned. Even coming up the stairs he could hear the panting and moaning. At first he thought that his father and step-mother were making love, but they were away visiting his aunt in Australia so it had to be Emma. His heart pounding, Mark crept silently along the landing and peeked through the slightly open door into his parents' bedroom. What he saw nearly made him gasp audibly. Kneeling on the floor, surrounded by open porn magazines, was his naked sister. He hadn't seen her naked since she was a child, but she was certainly no child now. Funny, he had never noticed her growing tits, but seeing her naked like that he realised that his annoying little sister actually had a beautiful pair of big, juicy knockers; the kind of pert, full titties that just made you want to stick your face between them. Her nipples were large, brown, suckable and very, very erect. She had been developing in other areas, too. Her dark brown pubes grew thickly around her cunt, the meaty lips of her aroused sex flopping wetly together as she slowly masturbated. Mark stroked his hard cock as he watched his younger sister pleasure herself, unable to believe his luck. "Your little sister's a hot little thing," one of his mates had told him a few days earlier. At the time Mark had just thought "Oh gross," but now he was compelled to agree: she was gorgeous. What had he been thinking of, leering this way and that at every bit of skirt he could when all the time this complete babe had been under the same roof?! He knew he was a pervert, but he wanted her. He wanted to snog his baby sister, wanted to let his hands roam over her fit nude body, feel those gorgeous tits fill his hands, suck on her big nipples, eat her hairy cunt. Damn it, he even wanted to fuck the bitch every way possible: between her norks, in her mouth, in her hairy cunt, up her shitter. Mark was more than familiar with his dad's remarkable collection of pornography having discovered the locked chest, and the key's hiding place, some months before. Not only had he poured over every page of delightfully obscene photography, but he had also devoured the huge collection of adult novels that his dad secreted in the same box. The novels had titles like "Backdoor Babysitter," "Anal Family," "Daughters in Heat," "Big Brother's Butt Slut," and "Daddy's Piss Slave." He had never thought much about the incest element in these stories, preferring them simply for the spicey dialogue and constant explicit sex, the fact that they were concerned with horny teenage girls with voracious appetites for spunk and an ever-ready willingness to bend over and spread their sexy buttcheeks so that huge, hard cocks might be thrust into their dripping cunts or, better still, into the welcoming grip of their greased-up shit-tubes. But now, watching his beautiful sister naked and masturbating, Mark began to feel the attractions of incest more acutely. He imagined Emma bending over there father's desk like the heroine of "Anal Family" and moaning like a whore as her well-hung father and brother repeatedly sodomised her. Lost in this delicious and forbidden thought, Mark almost missed Emma turning away from him and sticking her cute rump in the air. He cursed her inwards because her luscious teats were now hidden from view, but then he realised that he was about to ogle something far more spectacular: her bottom. Her behind was a work of art, the most perfect peachy butt he had ever seen. But what she did next stunned him completely. Pressing her fleshy paps to the floor, Emma reached behind her back and spread her buttocks apart. It seemed to Mark almost as if she were showing him her anus and Mark gasped in amazement. His sister's pubes were so thick that they grew up around her arsehole, but that was not what amazed him; it was the fact that she was working her butthole, clenching and unclenching it and pooching it outwards like a succulent brown fruit. It was all Mark could do to restrain himself from running into the bedroom and lapping at his sister's shithole like a thirsty dog. He couldn't believe the perversion of it. He wanted to taste his sister's arsehole. He wanted to lick and kiss her pouting rosehole, the very hole that she used for shitting. It was disgusting but irresistible. He imagined Emma on the toilet, grunting and farting as she dumped a huge, steaming turd in the pan. Even that turned him on. What kind of sicko was he? Not only did he fancy his sister and want to fuck her, he even wanted to watch her taking a dump. Mark watched, mesmerised, as Emma traced tiny circles around the taut rim of her tiny wrinkled anus, her fingers glistening with fuck-juices from her twat. He watched her slip a finger into her shit-pit. He watched her digitally bugger her own rectum with two and finally three fingers as she frigged her virgin cunt to orgasm. He listened to her throaty, barely audible moaning: "Oh fuck yes. . . so good. . . feels so fucking good. . . yes. . . oh yes. . . fuck me. . . such a dirty slut. . . fuck yeah. . . bugger me. . . need it so bad. . . so big up my arse. . . so good. .. . so gooooooood. . . ." Mark couldn't believe his eyes or his ears; his goody-two-shoes swot of a sister was not only as fit as they came, but here she was climaxing her tits off as she drooled over hardcore porn with three fingers stuffed up her shitter. Mark felt his balls tighten and decided to return to his room to finish the job in hand, so to speak. He remained there, spying on his sister, long enough to see her shake and shudder as she had her most violent orgasm. His final stunning sight of Emma was after she had wrenched her fingers from her bottom and her previously tight brown shithole gaped for a moment before slowly snapping shut. Back in his room, Mark locked the door and stripped naked. Opening one of his copies of "Derriere Magazine" he found a photograph of a young brunette lewdly spreading her buttocks to display her chocolate starfish to the camera. As he gazed at the tight brown walnut of the girl's anus, all Mark could think about was his sexy sister's beautiful body, her shapely tits and bottom and her dazzling display of anal masturbation. As he wanked his painfully hard prick he imagined that he was buggering her and he quickly found himself ejaculating thick jets of sperm all over the girl in the magazine. One thing was certain: he had to catch her frigging again. As it happened, that turned out not to be too difficult. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ Three days later, Mark returned early from a night out to find Emma in his room. She was wearing a bra and panties and was eagerly reading Mark's newest magazine, "Bush Babes," little suspecting, perhaps that the reason Mark had bought it was to feed his obsession for his own sister's dense pubic thatch. The magazine was open on the floor and Emma had her hand stuffed in her knickers, masturbating slowly as she read a story about an Indian girl who liked to smother her lovers' faces with her bushy muff as they ate her pussy. Mark was tempted simply to stand and watch, as before, but he realised that it was now or never. "what's going on Emma?" he asked, trying to sound angry but his voice nonetheless trembling with desire. Emma closed the magazine and got to her feet, her mouth opening and closing, but no words of defence coming out. "How would you feel if I went snooping around your bedroom?" Mark continued. "Which you don't?" Emma asked, suddenly finding her voice. "Of course not," her brother replied indignantly. "Well how do you explain these then?" Emma asked triumphantly, holding up a pair of her knickers. "I must have taken them from the laundry by mistake," Mark lied. "Mark, they're dirty knickers." They were, and Mark knew it. They weren't even her sexy, lace- trimmed panties, but a pair of sports pants which Emma had worn to play hockey the day before. As such they were all the better for Mark's purpose because they were sweaty and frangrant. He had held them to his face whilst masturbating, inhaling deeply the scent of his beautiful sister's cunt and arsehole, imagining that she was straddling is face, his tongue poking into the yielding ring of her shithole as she ground her bushy fanny onto his chin. Mark was understandably speechless so Emma broke the silence for him. "So, I guess we're quits." "Those are girlie magazines," Mark began, "Does this mean you're a dyke?" "Not at all," Emma replied, smiling, "I like reading the stories." "And when you read them," Mark went on, hesitating slightly, "Do you, well, you know. . ." "Wank?" Emma supplied the verb. "Yes," confirmed Mark, blushing furiously. "Girls do you know." "Yeh, I suppose they do," her brother added thoughtfully, "Will you show me how?" "Mark," began Emma sternly, "Are you telling me that you are seventeen years old and you still don't know how to jack off?" "Oh I know how to do it myself, but I've never seen a girl wank." A deal was struck and moments later the two randy siblings were lounging at opposite ends of Mark's bed, eagerly watching each another masturbate. Emma eyed her naked teenage brother lasciviously, admiring his toned shoulders and chest, then looked down to check out his steel hard cock and big floppy bollocks. Mark jacked his cock slowly, not wanting to come before he had taken his fill of his sister's body, studying her soft curves, the fat tips of her big brown nipples, the sight of her fingers disappearing into her oily cunt and the dreamy expression of barely disguised lust on her face. Mark was surprised by how much attention Emma paid to her tits and nips as she masturbated. For him, wanking was simply a matter of rubbing his knob until he came, but Emma was touching her breasts, belly, cunt and arsehole during her self- pleasure. Unable to resist the temptation, Mark reached forward and cupped his sister's firm adolescent tits in his trembling hands. "You've got such beautiful breasts, Emma," he said softly as he fondled them, squeezing handfuls of titflesh and pinching her engorged nipples. Judging by her moans he was doing the right thing, so bending his head forward he took one stiff nippled tit into his mouth and suckled it before turning his attention to the other, neglected teat. Having her tits sucked while she frigged her pussy drove Emma wild and by the time that Mark came up for air she was hornier than ever. Looking her brother squarely in the eye, Emma reached forward and grabbed his rock-hard tool and slowly began to jack him off. To return the favour Mark reached between Emma's legs and began to play with her pussy, amazed by how wet she was. Their faces were so close they were almost touching. Gently, Mark let his lips brush against hers. She responded with her tongue and within seconds they were kissing. They kissed each other hard, caressing each other. Mark kissed her neck and, pushing her back onto his bed, let his searching mouth savour every inch of her body, licking and kissing her breasts and belly, then nuzzling the thick fleece of dark curls that covered her meaty cunt. When he reached the split of her oozing sex, he thrust his tongue into her and lapped at her dripping twat, flicking his tongue upward against her hard clitoris. Emma came quickly, her brother's tongue driving her into a frenzy. When she recovered sufficiently to think clearly, she realised that Mark had pushed her knees back and was tonguing her anus. The sensation of having her brother's tongue probing her shithole sent her careering toward another crashing orgasm, only interrupted when Mark announced that he was close to shooting his load. With a deft movement, Emma slid down the length of the bed and took her brother's prick into her mouth, determined to swallow every drop of his jism. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ Emma's secret relationship of mutual masturbation and oral sex with her brother continued until he left home to go to university, whereafter it continued but only irregularly. Funnily enough, her first experience of actual anal sex, actually being properly and blissfully buggered was thanks to Mark's girlfriend at University, Chloe, who told her one day how much they enjoyed anal sex together. Emma was visiting her brother and she had been swimming with his girlfriend while he was at a lecture. All trough the swim, what Chloe had told her about loving anal sex occupied her mind. Then later, in the changing rooms, as Chloe bent over to pull on her knickers Emma caught sight of her pouting vulva between her legs and, framed by her lovely round buttocks, her anus too. Like Emma, Chloe had thick, lustrous pubes which smothered her cunt and grew up to tease the rim of her anus. Emma felt a tingle in her pussy as she stared at the bushy sex of her brother's girlfriend and wished she could have fell on her from behind, lashing the other girl's cunt with her tongue before driving her tongue into the puckered core of her well-fucked anus. Of course, Emma and her brother Mark were no strangers to one another's bodies, having shared Mark's porno magazines and masturbated together. The first sperm she had tasted had been his, spurted from his over-excited prick after he had hungrily rimmed her itchy turd-hole, and for the second time later the same night as he had fucked her big teenage melons. Their sharing of dirty stories and pictures frequently led them to throw propriety to the wind and slake their lust with one another's naked bodies. Emma had already become a practiced sucker of cocks thanks to her hormone-fuelled brother and for his part Mark had gained a skill at cunnilingus that would make him a popular guy at college, but they had both always stopped short of penetration. Emma knew that Mark's cock was on the "large side" and she wondered how it could ever fit in Chloe's tiny puckered shithole. As they walked back from the swimming pool, beset by visions of Mark's big cock forcing it's way into Chloe's hairy anus, Emma asked Chloe about the mechanics of the act, whose reply shocked her somewhat. "Have you ever dumped a really huge turd?" she said with a wicked grin. "Well, yes, I suppose so," replied Emma, blushing madly. "And did it feel good? I mean, better than a small one?" Chloe continued, relishing Emma's discomfort. "Yeah, kind of," Emma replied, unsure if this was the right answer. "Well, if something that big can get out of your arse, then something that big can get in as well. By the way, have you got a boyfriend?" "Yes," said Emma, thinking of Ian, a boy in her class who had taken her virginity six months before. She felt a slight wetness welling up in her cunt. They hadn't had sex for over a week and Emma was discovering that she was becoming ever so slightly addicted to being fucked. "Okay. Now, be honest. Does having his cock in your cunt feel very much better than having a damn good frig?" Chloe asked cooly; the first time Emma had ever heard another girl use the C-word. "Well, it's different, but not hugely better, no." "Precisely. But when it comes to cock up your arse, the bigger the better. When Mark's cock is all the way up my bum I feel really packed full and kind of dirty and slutty, and that's why I like it," Chloe grinned mischieviously, "And besides, you can always loosen things up with a butt-plug." "A what?" asked Emma, suddenly rather ashamed of her lack of knowledge. She was eighteen after all, but then Chloe was two years older and clearly very much more experienced. "Come on, I'll show you." When they returned home, sex-talk turned to sex-act and Emma got her first real taste of lesbian sex. Emma loved it. Making love to girl was so different to with a boy. Another girl had all the same bits that she did. Another girl knew how to excite a girl's breasts, how roughly nipples need to be treated, how pussy should be eaten. Chloe was clearly no stranger to Sapphic delights and she guided her younger pupil carefully through the varieties of lesbian sex. To have watched them would have fulfilled the hottest fantasies of many men: two pretty young women naked and writhing on the bed that one of them shared with her boyfriend - the younger girl's brother; fingers exploring wet cunts and pinching hard nipples, tongues lashing horny young pussies and licking firm young titties. Then, later, the older girl would rim the younger girl and introduce her to the pleasures of the butt-plug, penetrating her anus for the first time. By the end of her session with Chloe, Emma knew two things: she had to buy herself a butt-plug and she had to get her arse fucked. The first was easy, Chloe offered to buy her one from the sex-shop. The latter was more difficult. There was no way that her boyfriend in those days, Ian, would oblige. The subject had come up once and he said that anal sex was the sickest thing he had heard of. She found herself thinking more and more about anal sex when she masturbated, her shithole clenching her new butt-plug and her fingers working her pulpy cunt as she imagined Mark buggering Chloe, but she despaired of finding a willing sodomiser to satisfy her own sudden need anytime soon. However, a few days after her tryst with Chloe, Emma found herself on all fours as her brother crouched behind her and licked her pussy, madly fisting his cock. Their sexual encounters were less common now that Mark was going out with Chloe, but when they took place they were no less horny as a result; perhaps they were even more passionate for being rarer. As he tongued her groove Emma whispered to him, asking him to lick her anus. Immediately he plunged his tongue into her shithole, covering it with his lips and french-kissing her itchy hole. His breathing became ragged and he spread his sister's buttocks to gain better access to her tight, brown hole, swirling his wet tongue around the puckered rim of her anus. "Fuck my arse Mark," she said quietly. Mark continued to eat her arsehole, only with even more gusto. Emma was worried he hadn't heard her. "I want you to bugger me Mark," she said more loudly, "I want you to break in my arse." At that Mark suddenly stopped rimming her cringing anus. "Fuck Emma, I love your arse," he panted. "So fuck it then Marky and make it yours," Emma replied, wiggling her bottom seductively at her brother, "Fuck your little sister's shitter and fill it with your come." The coarseness of her language surprised them both. For although Emma was an avid reader of porn stories and knew all the pornographic vocabulary they contained by heart, she rarely used such crude words herself. The effect of such filthy talk on Mark was immediate and cock-hardening and he reached for the lube. Besides, the sheer perversity of fucking his own sister's teenage arse was irresistible, and as for getting to pluck her brown cherry - well, that was one step beyond irresistible. He knelt behind her and lubed her shithole, first with one, then two well lubricated fingers. He was surprised at how quickly, for an anal virgin, her rubbery shit-ring relaxed around his gouging fingers, but then he didn't know about her long hours of exquisite practice with her butt-plug. Wildly frigging her cunt, Emma felt deliciously dirty: her own brother was shoving his fingers into the hole she used for shitting, and within a few moments he would be fucking her up there. She almost came with the pleasure of it. "Your cock," she panted hoarsely, "Give me your big cock. I want it up my arse Mark. So bad." As she said that she felt him pull his fingers out, leaving her rectum maddeningly empty, but almost immediately she felt the slippery tip of his penis butt against the still tight rim of her anus. Suddenly she felt her shithole burn as he pushed his bell-end into her arse, her ringpiece clamping tightly around the shaft as it slipped inside. Then, holding her buttocks apart and gazing lustfully at the sight of his glistening fuck-pole disappearing into her virgin brown hole, Mark began to edge forward, pushing more and more cock into Emma's shitter with each tiny, gentle thrust. Finally, when every inch of his fat tool was buried in Emma's behind, he leant forward to cup her teats and kissed her neck. His cock throbbed painfully hard in her rectum and he concentrated hard so as not to orgasm and fill her with sperm before he had buggered her properly. The fantasy of penetrating his teenage sister's virgin bottom had propelled him to thousands of intense orgasms from the time of that summer afternoon when he first spied on her as she masturbated, and now that fantasy was coming true. Slowly he moved his prick back and forth in the clutching sheath of his baby sister's arse. "Does that feel okay baby?" he asked. "It feels absolutely fucking wonderful," panted Emma, truthfully. She needed no more persuasion about the pleasures of having her butt fucked now. She was, in the words of the titles of one of her favourite adult novels, "Big Brother's Butt Slut." Mark began to bugger his sister, slowly at first with shallow strokes, holding her buttocks apart so as to see better the delectable sight his cock being gripped by the rim of her slippery brown anus with each out-stroke. "Oh Mark," Emma sighed, "Fuck my virgin arse with your lovely big cock. Make me your anal slut." She continued to masturbate her pussy, his hand joining hers in the effort. While she finger-fucked herself, Mark concentrated on her clit. The pleasurable sensations grew stronger, more difficult to resist. His prick fucked into her arse again and again, and she chewed her lips, enduring and enjoying. "Oh, you fucker!" she whined."Oh, you dirty fucker!" She writhed and swayed, she moaned and whimpered, and she came like a bitch in heat. She wasn't sure if she was coming in her arsehole, her pussy, or both. She only knew that it was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. It seemed to last forever, building into new heights each time she thought it was ebbing. He'd poke her again, deeper, with his driving, arse-pounding cock, and she'd suck in her breath and find herself squealing out a fresh come. Her fingers were dripping as they kept up the pussy attack, and her clit was so sensitive under his fingers that she heard herself begging him to stop. He didn't stop. He fucked her. It was what she'd asked for, and it was what he gave her. Emma thrashed wildly on the bed, her body spastically out of control as her elder brother's huge prick ravaged her shit-tube until she could stand it no longer. Panting loudly, Emma collapsed on the bed like a rag-doll, Mark's slippery cock slipping from her back-passage with a slurp. Gently, Mark bent down to kiss her neck, his hard prick resting between Emma's sweat- slick buttocks. As Emma's naked body spasmed in the clutches of her climax, Mark pulled the cheeks of her arse wide open and gazed at her gaping anus, lowering his face into the sweaty crack between her buttocks and inhaling the rich scent of her plundered bottom. Weakly, Emma begged for his cock. With a single thrust Mark penetrated Emma's shitter and sodomised her with renewed vigour. Emma luxuriated in the pleasure of the orgasms that washed over her body and felt Mark come inside her bottom. To Mark's surprise he didn't lose his erection and was able to continue buggering his beautiful sister, unbelievably aroused by sensation of his knob slipping through the mass of his own semen in Emma's rectum. Overflowing with jism and lube, Emma's shit-tube slurped under the assault of her brother's hefty cock. She slapped her fanny with the palm of her hand, gasping as another orgasm took hold of her thrashing body. Suddenly Mark gasped too, and she knew that he was going to come again, that he was going to splatter her guts once more with the discharge of his jism. She thrust her arse back against him, engulfing his prick in her tight shitter, and she wiggled her arse from side to side, her shitting muscles milking hotly at his throbbing prick. "So this is what it's like!" she moaned from deep in her guts, the words forced out of her by the belly-busting force of her brother's long cock. And even as she spoke, his cock vibrated within her arsehole and began to spit out its load of jizz . . . -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ "You dirty sister-fucking cunt!" The words were pronounced slowly and deliberately by someone whom, in their incestuous buggery, Mark and Emma had not noticed watching them -- Chloe. She stood topless before them, her nipples stiff and puffy and her hand stuffed into her panties. "Baby, I can explain . . ." Mark began. "No need darling," Chloe leered, "That was the dirtiest fucking thing I've ever seen and it's made me damn horny. Now, what say you watch me lez it up with your sister here, and when we've made you big and hard again you can have another crack at her shitbox?" Emma didn't have much time to consider it. Chloe was already lying beneath her, slurping at her cunt and sliding her tongue through Emma's hot dripping cunt-slit, while Mark was behind her, his spent cock lolling wetly against her thigh. He worked the edge of his hand up and down the crack of her arse, pressing in hard. She felt his knuckles against her shitter, and she gulped. Chloe thrust her face up into Emma's crotch. She snapped at the pussy-lips, humming as she nibbled them. She thrust her tongue straight into Emma's open cunt, spearing it deep and wiggling it like an eel inside her. Removing her tongue, she spread Emma's arse, baring her slack shitter. She kissed it, smacking her lips, then licked it until Emma began to shriek. Chloe pulled the arse cheeks wider, stretching the shit-hole far enough for her tongue to penetrate. She tongued her arse greedily, poking with her tongue. Emma whined and strained, fighting back a little but not really fighting. Each time she lurched forward, dragging her arse away from Chloe's tongue, she ended the motion by thrusting it right back the other way, straight into Chloe's hungry face. Emma felt her arsehole contract then dilate again as her brother's come belched and farted from her pullulating bottom into Chloe's sucking mouth. She felt very dirty, having her shitter licked by her brother's slutty girlfriend, but she also felt very, very good, and she was beginning to drool at the thought of having Mark's stiff cock rammed up her bottom again. "Oh, eat my shithole, you dirty bitch!" Emma moaned, squeezing her tits while she force-fed the thick sperm flooding her arsehole to Chloe. Then the licking was interrupted, and she felt the long thick weight of Mark's prick sliding through her crotch. It parted her meaty pussy-lips, stroked the wet slickness of her pussy-slit, the tip scraping back and forth over the hot bud of her aroused clit. Mark slid his cock back and forth, coating it in her ooze of fuck- juices, dripping thickly from her cunt. He pushed his cock- knob into her pussy, soaking it in Emma's wetness. "I'm going to fuck your shitter again, bitch," Mark sneered, "I'll bugger your slutty arse while my bird eats your hairy cunt." The coarse tone of voice, the ugly, nasty words -- they thrilled her unbelievably. He was going to use her like a piece of meat, and she could not have been happier if he'd eaten her shit. "Fuck me!" she moaned."Fuck me in the arse!" Chloe was playing with Emma's pussy and arsehole, using her fingers to make Emma even more excited, if that was even possible. She pulled Emma's shitter open again, and this time she attacked it with her fingers, not her tongue. Emma bit her lip as Chloe corkscrewed the tip of first one finger, then another and another into her shitter, twisting them around and around as if she meant to drill her way straight into Emma's guts. The four fingers slammed into Emma's shitter, and she screamed. She was still new to this sort of love-play, but her tight arsehole was more than willing. It fitted snugly around Chloe's fingers, milking at the length of the bunched digits while they thrust in and out. Emma gasped and shivered, her arse lifting and falling. She held onto her tits very tightly, the nipples rigid and long between her squeezing fingers. It was a toss-up which was harder -- the bones in the fingers or the stiff palpitating points of her nipples. "I think she's ready, babe!" Chloe panted, easing her fingers out of Emma's tortured anus. The muscles clenched at them, reluctant to let go."Now fuck her! Fuck her arsehole with that big sister- fucking cock of yours, baby! Let me see you fuck her where she shits!" She stretched out again, teasing Emma's cunt with her sexed- up fingers. From time to time she would lick upward, tickling the clit or molesting the drippy-wet cunt-lips. But the main action was going to take place a little further back, and Emma trembled, waiting for Mark to fill her with his big stiff prick. He was behind her, on his knees, and she could feel the heat of his body even though he wasn't touching her, except now and then when his stiff cock bumped against her trembling arse. Chloe's tongue was all over her cunt, her clit, and she was about to crawl out of her tingling skin. "Oh, fuck you," she said throatily."Will you fuck me? I can't stand the suspense!" He took her at her word. The head of his cock suddenly poised itself against her shitter, and he shoved, testing the waters. The huge, pointy tip of his cock entered her shit-hole with almost ridiculous ease, nosing its way into Emma's taut arsehole. And then he shoved, a bit harder, and the shaft of his cock pushed itself through her snug arse-ring. Emma shrieked. She'd had him up her arse once already, but it wasn't quite as easy as she expected the second time to be. She could feel every pulsation in Mark's cock as he continued to slowly fuck his cock in. He wasn't trying to bust her arse, but he was determined to accept the shit-hole she had offered him. Chloe's wet tongue made the discomfort a lot easier to bear. Chloe kept on licking. Emma remembered how wild it felt to have another girl's tongue on her pussy -- inside her pussy -- licking her inside-out. It was so much different from the way boys ate cunt, and as she enjoyed the frisky slurps and licks and kisses, she could feel an orgasm boiling in her bloodstream. "Uhhhh!" Mark grunted, thrusting the full length of his cock into Emma's shitter. She rocked and rolled her arse against him, absorbing the feel of his cock, the incredibly stuffed sensation of being totally full of him. He pulled back, and it felt like he was yanking her guts out along with his retreating cock. He pulled maybe half his cock out of Emma, and then he shoved it straight into her. He began to hump his sister's dirtbox with violent, passionate strokes. "Oh, fucking shit, that's so good Mark. Fuck my horny shithole!" she growled."Fuck the shit out of me, ream your sister's guts. Don't stop!" He didn't stop. Neither did Chloe. She seemed to have a definite pussy fixation, eating her way thirstily into Emma's cunt, using her fingers up the hot wet hole while she nibbled and sucked the clit. Emma heard Mark grunt, and somehow she knew Chloe was also tonguing his cock as it fucked in and out of her arse. Emma looked down. She was staring into Chloe's crotch. Her legs were open, and the wet slick pink of her cunt was showing, the lips parted as if they wanted to be kissed, little beads of moisture oozing slowly from within her body. Emma lowered her face and started to lick Chloe's belly, her tongue edging downward to the cunt itself. The smell of pussy filled her nostrils, and saliva filled her mouth. She slobbered her drool onto Chloe's hairy crotch and began to massage it into the flesh with her lapping tongue. Mark kept fucking her arse with his cock. He was fat and lustful, and she was tight and cock-full. He was fucking her in deep strokes that jolted and jarred her entire body and made her arse spasm in response. The cock reamed her tight arse, fucking mercilessly as Mark got into the thrill of fucking her arse, and there was not a thing she could do about it except take it. Emma was learning things about herself that she had never before guessed. The filthiness and perversity of being fucked up the arse were turning her on like crazy. Her elder brother was fucking her like a slut and she loved it. His cock cared only about its own pleasure, the sweet hot tightness of being crammed up her arsehole. And she was wiggling and writhing and urging him with the gyrations of her body to keep on fucking her just that way. Even more wild, she was nose- deep in Chloe's pussy, lapping the sticky crack and sliding her tongue into it for a more lingering taste of her cunt-cream, and her tongue tingled and burned with a growing urgency, a blistering frenzy of arousal. Her own cunt was full of Chloe's tongue, and she knew that she was coating it with a big helping of her fuck-juices. Emma's clit twitched and vibrated under the attack of Chloe's fingers, and she licked at Chloe's engorged pink button too, feeling within herself each spurt of pleasure that her tongue gave to Chloe. Mark kept his cock busy, but Emma's arsehole was enlarging now, accommodating itself to the fatness that filled her. He could get almost a full stroke, and he was taking advantage of it. His cock emerged from her shitter, only the knob still wedged within her tight arse-ring, and he plunged home with a driving downstroke that made Emma scream into Chloe's pussy. "Oh, fuck me!" she moaned, her head shaking so frenetically she could hardly find the time to lick Chloe's cunt. "Fuck my arse with your big hard cock!" She spread Chloe's cunt wide, exposing the carnation-pink of the interior, eating it with her eyes as well as her tongue. There was something truly beautiful and mysterious about the texture of the pussy that filled her gaze. The slickness of the flesh tempted her tongue. She fucked through with her tongue, pushing it deep into Chloe, relishing the funky cunt-taste that she found within. She drew her tongue out and dribbled the juices onto Chloe's hard clit, feeling it throb beneath the caresses of her tongue. Her anal tightness yielded dramatically as Mark's prick fucked in and out of her shit-chute. She was still a snug fit around the swollen barrel of his cock, but he penetrated her again and again with virtually no problem. He worked her legs as he fucked her, sliding her slick thighs around his body and squeezing them around himself. It made her arse clench even more tightly on his cock, and the enhanced sensations made Emma whimper and shriek. She felt the unmistakable tremors of orgasm shooting through Chloe's pussy. Emma began to lick faster. She was aware of the action in her arse, but it took a back seat for now to the struggle to get Chloe off. She tongued the girl's pussy, poking in and out, worshipping the other girl's clit. Chloe bounced and shook and moaned. Her body was so frantic that she drove Emma upward again and again, each convulsion making Emma bang more hotly into the cock that plugged her arse. Chloe wasn't doing much cunt-eating right now, but that was okay. Mark's cock was providing all the stimulation Emma could handle. She drank the juices that oozed from Chloe's fuck-hole, and she tongued into her cunt, hungry for more. Beneath her, Chloe was moaning. "Oooooohhhh, I'm commmmming!" she squealed. "Make me squirt, baby! Lick that hairy cunt! Eat my clit! Mmmmmmm, get me offfffff!" Mark yanked his cock out of Emma's arsehole and shoved it straight into Chloe's mouth. She sucked at it, gagging as it went too deep, but she didn't stop sucking, and Mark gave her three or four heartfelt thrusts before he freed his cock from her lips and slammed it up Emma's shitter once more. The sensation of having him inside her again was all that Emma needed. Her head jerked upward. "Oh, you bastard!" she shrieked, "You're making me commmmme!" Mark kept fucking Emma, and she screamed with each thrust. Chloe had a finger or two up her pussy, and Emma squirmed back and forth, alternately impaling herself on the cock and the digits. She was holding a tit with one hand, Chloe's cunt with the other, and she shuddered as her arsehole refilled, time after time, with the horny stabs of Mark's prick. "I'm gonna come!" Mark panted from behind her. Emma was in the throes of a big orgasm, but she couldn't miss his words, and she jerked forward desperately, disengaging her arse from his prick. Turning around, she saw him already shoving his prick into Chloe's mouth. "Don't be so greedy, you slag!" she gasped, throwing herself down upon her sweat-soaked body. Her tits lay full and firm upon Chloe's, and her pussy was shoved against her crotch, their matted sweaty pubes mashing together. She forced her to release Mark's prick, and she sucked it into her own lips, pursing them around the thick throbbing shaft as she took it in. She sucked wildly, crazily, gnawing and pressuring his cock, relishing the flavour of her own back-passage. Chloe was moaning and scratching and whining, and Emma allowed her another suck or two before she took it back into her own mouth. Her mouth watered as she watched Chloe sucking, and then it would be her turn, and she took him in greedily, until the unspoken plea in Chloe's brown eyes inspired her to share. Her body still tingled from her orgasm, and the constant rubbing of her pussy against Chloe's kept her fires blazing high. She wolfed the cock, surrendering it reluctantly, waiting for the moment it would enter her mouth once more. Mark's balls hung in Chloe's eyes. It wasn't a great angle for Chloe to suck from, but it was a perfect shot for Mark's tool into Emma's mouth, and she took advantage of it. Her tongue caressed him whorishly, licking the hot hard shaft of cock as he thrust in and out. He had his eyes shut, and his prick was trembling spasmodically as it worked in and out of their mouths. Emma tasted the jizz already oozing from his knob, and she sucked more desperately, anxious for him to empty his balls down her throat. "Give me some!" Chloe gasped, grabbing for his cock. Emma moaned in disgust as she had to release it, and she watched Chloe suck the knob into her mouth, closing her lips tightly around it. She made a kissy-face at Emma, gurgling as she sucked the end of Mark's prick. Her tongue was working feverishly, to judge from the way her cheeks jiggled. She rolled her eyes in delight and she kept on sucking. Emma stroked his cock-shaft up and down while Chloe nursed his prick-knob. Chloe made gulping sounds of pleasure and gluttony, and then her mouth opened wide and the cock came bouncing out, slapping Emma in the face. As it touched her nose, it started to squirt. "Yes!" Mark shouted. "Oh, eat my cum, you fucking whores!" He came in a huge gush, the jizz boiling out of his balls. It splattered both girls' faces. Emma was still holding him as she sucked noisily on the shaft, milking out his load. Then the girls kissed, licking one another, drinking the cum that puddled on their skin. Emma got the end of his prick between her lips and took his last squirt square on the tongue, savouring the slime as it oozed down her throat. Then she bent down and resumed lapping the spilled-out jizz from Chloe's face. Entirely exhausted by the experience, Mark lay back on the bed and watched the unbelievably hot scene before him: two sexy girls -- one of them his girlfriend, the other his teenage sister -- kissing and caressing one another's naked bodies as they basked in the afterglow of orgasm, their big, juicy breasts squashed together, wet, hairy pussies locked together in some kind of vaginal French kiss, tongues duelling in their spunk-filled mouths as hands fondled, caressed and pinched. It was the kind of scene that would have made him instantly hard had he not just fucked his sister's arse twice in the last hour. "So Mark," Chloe asked her boyfriend, breaking off her passionate snog with his younger sister, "Do you think you're up to giving me one up the chuff now?" "Oh baby," Mark moaned weakly, "I want to, but I'm so shagged out, I don't think I can get a boner again." "Well Emma," Chloe turned to the girl in her arms, "Looks like you and I will have to make him hard. Let's show him how dirty we can be." "Okay," Emma began, "But I need to loo first." "Fine, let's go," Chloe replied, leading her by the hand to the bathroom. When they arrived, Emma was not sure what to make of the situation. She was standing naked in the bathroom with Chloe and Mark waiting expectantly. "You're not going to watch me pee are you?" "Darling," Chloe smiled, "Even better. You're going to pee all over me, all over my tits." "Oh my God!" Emma exclaimed, clasping her hand to her mouth in shock, "That's so rude!" "No," Chloe said quietly, "You have just been sodomised by your own brother and then I sucked his spunk from your bottom. That's what I call rude." Emma couldn't really argue with that and she followed Chloe's lead as she was led to the bath. Chloe reclined in the bath and Emma stood over her, facing her. "Mmmm, doesn't your sister have a lovely bushy cunt?" Chloe cooed to her boyfriend, "Don't you want to see that delicious fanny squirting hot, salty piss all over my baps?" "Oh fuck yes," Mark gasped, "Piss all over her slutty jugs Emma, she fucking loves that." Mark climbed into the bath behind his sister and reached around to cup her firm tits, pinching her stiff brown nipples hard as he kissed her neck and urged her on with whispered obscenities. Emma felt her legs wobble like jelly and was grateful for her brother's support. Chloe grasped her large bosoms in her hands and held them up towards Emma's crotch, waiting for the piss to spatter them. Parting her meaty cunt-flaps, Emma took a deep breath and relaxed, letting a hot stream of golden urine squirt over her Chloe's tits. Chloe gave a throaty moan of delight and began to squeeze and knead her beautiful jugs in the piss that shot from Emma's furry cunt, letting it run down her belly and soak her cunt. Then suddenly she leaned forward and covered Emma's pissing cunt with her mouth, tonguing the cleft of Emma's sodden sex and gulping down the pee that filled her mouth. Emma felt excitement and horror in equal measure as Chloe greedily swallowed her piss, managing to stimulate her sopping cunt with her tongue at the same time, but at that point there was nothing she could do to stem the flow. Gradually, the spurting stream declined to a trickle and stopped, Chloe digging into her piss-wet cunt with her tongue as if trying to swallow every last drop of Emma's golden nectar. The girls kissed and Emma tasted her own urine in Chloe's mouth before ducking down to lap at her wet, salty tits. Chloe positioned herself so that she was sitting on the edge of the large bathtub and Emma knelt before her. She felt Mark pushing her head downwards towards his girlfriend's fanny. She needed little prompting, and buried her face in the older girl's bush and began to eat her, savouring the delicious cocktail of Chloe's fuck-cream and her own pee. Chloe grasped her heaving jugs and with a shudder began pissing into the mouth of her young protegee. Emma's mouth filled immediately with hot, tasty pee. She swallowed as fast as she can, the remainder of the piss that bubbled and fizzed from Chloe's cunt running down her chin to drip from her tits. As Emma greedily gulped down as much of Chloe's steaming pee as she could she felt Chloe bend forward, grasp her buttocks and pull them apart. No sooner had she down so, Emma felt something hot and wet splash against her shithole. With a surge of pleasure in her cunt, she realised that her brother was pissing on her butt, directing the stinging jet onto the exposed pucker of her anus. Chloe's cunt yielded a final few drops of tasty pee which Emma licked from her vadge, but Mark continued to hose down her bottom, directing the stream downwards to soak her twat with his piss. After a steamy shower during which the three young lovers carefully soaped one another's bodies, they returned to the bedroom that Mark and Chloe shared. Chloe went to her dressing table and rifled in a drawer, returning with a pump dispenser of silicon lube and a large dildo. The dildo was black and sleek, with a strange curve to it. It didn't look much like a real penis and Chloe explained that it was a special anal dildo designed to give maximum pleasure in the rectum. Chloe slotted the dildo into a leather harness and together with Mark she fitted it to Emma's hips. The dildo had a protruding based which was embedded in Emma's cunt as the dildo harness was put on her, and the harness itself had a integrated buttplug which filled her bottom. Just wearing the thing was a pleasure in itself, but Emma had a feeling that she was supposed to be doing something with it. She only realised what that was when she noticed Mark on all fours on the bed, his knees drawn up to his chest and splayed open so that his tight, muscular buns hung over the edge of the bed. He reached down and spread his buttcheeks and, reading this as an invitation, Emma knelt behind her brother and began to rim his tiny puckered rosehole. It excited her that his arsehole could taste so clean and soapy but at the same time so hot and masculine. Emma rimmed her brother more intimately than ever before, trying to push her tongue up into his rectum as he thrust his firm muscular buns backwards at her. Chloe came between them and started to lube her boyfriend's anus and Emma's strap-on cock. Emma watched in amazement as Chloe's nimble fingers rubbed a dollop of silicone lube into her boyfriend's dark puckered shithole and she realised that strap-on dildo was intended for him, not Chloe as she first imagined. Mark's butthole yielded quickly to his girlfriend's expert ministrations and within a minute or so his rubbery shit-ring was gripping two of Chloe's greasy fingers. The next stage of Emma's anal initiation had arrived and she stood behind her brother's arse and pressed the greasy tip of the dildo against the lewdly bulging knot of her brother's shithole. Emma was not entirely sure what to do next, but Mark took the lead, pushing his butt backwards onto her dildo until the whole seven inches was buried in his shit-chute. "Oh fuck yeah!" Mark bellowed, fisting his hardening cock, "That feels so fucking good." Emma only then realised what Chloe had meant when she had told Emma that they both enjoyed anal sex; her brother liked having his butt fucked too. Grasping his slim hairy hips, Emma began to thrust into his well greased shitter, buggering her brother as Chloe watched them intently, frigging herself. The sensation was extraordinary; she was fucking his arse, but with a phallus that was not hers. However, every time she rammed his guts the part of the dildo inside her pussy was pushed further inside her. "Fuck him hard," Chloe urged her, "He loves it hard up his shitter. Oh yeah, that's it, fuck his cunt." Emma lost count of time as she sodomised her elder brother, encouraged by Chloe's filthy talk, but eventually Mark told her that if she fucked him any more he would come. She pulled the toy from his hairy butt with a slurp and unbuckled the harness, desperate to access her dripping fanny with her fingers. She sat in an armchair, hooking her legs over the arms, relishing the feeling of the butt-plug in her shitter and her fingers in her cunt as she watched what Mark and Chloe would do next. Chloe informed her that she was about to witness the ultimate in butt-sex. She assumed the position that Mark had been in, her bottom pushed out, her back arched, breasts crushed against the bed. Mark knelt behind her, his cock once again massively hard and dripping pre-come onto the carpet in long viscous strings. He covered his entire hand with lube, like a surgeon scrubbing up. Then, after rimming his girlfriend's fur-choked shithole he began to finger her tight brown pucker. Mark plunged one of his lube coated fingers into her arsehole, which was pleading to be plundered. When he put his second finger in, Chloe could feel her sphincter begin to relax, lubricated by the jelly and her own juices. When his third finger plunged into the inner sanctum of her rectum, her clit actually started to tremble. Easing his fourth digit in, Mark began swirling his fingers deeper into her dirt tunnel. Chloe didn't feel any pain, just felt intense ecstasy. It was as if the sensitive nerve endings of her anus were singing out in joy! Chloe was moaning like a bitch in heat as Mark rotated his bunched fingers inside her rectum, pushing forward all the time. Chloe uncapped a small brown bottom and sniffed deeply from it, then looked over her shoulder and nodded meaningfully at her lover. With his other hand Mark slapped Chloe's buttock hard and pushed his hand forward so that his knuckles entered her back-passage. When Mark finally squeezed his thumb into her arsehole, and all five fingers danced around inside her most intimate of orifices, a great emotion seized her entire body. "More! Shove your fist all the way in!" Chloe yelled. Mark, caught up in the moment, did just that. Chloe could feel her anus opening to accommodate his entire fist. Her bowels sucked up Mark's hand like a giant vacuum. He pushed his arm in and out of her shit passage. Mark, too, had become excited; his breathing was heavy and laboured. As for her, Chloe was past the point of no return. her orgasm started somewhere in her intestines, gathering momentum until her clit vibrated and her pussy felt as if it was going to burst! Chloe came, and came, and almost fainted with pleasure. Mark fisted her throughout her climax then withdrew his fist, glistening with lube and flecks of shit, and began to pump his huge boner. Lying on her back, Chloe drew her knees up towards her breasts and offered her gaping shithole to her boyfriend who trust his cock into her impossibly stretched shit-pit in one violent stroke. Emma knelt close to the action so she could see her brother's fat cock pump in and out of Chloe's abused shithole. Amazingly, given her recent fisting, Chloe's anus gripped the invading prick, shit and lube frothing around its base. As he buggered her, Mark grasped her tits, pinching her nips hard before slapping the wobbling flesh of her bosoms. That seemed to send Chloe over the edge and she began to climax, grunting and mewing at first but finally coming so hard that no sound came from her throat, just a silent scream of ecstasy as she trashed around on the bed as she enjoyed the sodomy of her shit-tube and the torture of her jugs. Emma's face was so close to the action that she was almost able to lick Mark's greasy pole as it pistoned into his lover's taut anus. As Chloe's orgasm subsided Mark pulled his huge cock from her butthole with a wet plop, leaving her gaping. Entirely unbidden, and overcome by a powerful sense of wild lust, Emma thrust her tongue into Chloe's bottom, the rich, earthy taste of the older girl's rectum filling her mouth. As she felt Chloe's slack butthole begin to snap shut, Emma gripped her brother's hefty cock by the root and took it into her mouth. She was amazed at her own depravity. Mark's cock was dripping with lube and liberally smeared with Chloe's shit, but nothing was going to deflect Emma in her overwhelming desire to taste the forbidden, rich flavours of the couple's unnatural coupling. Emma's skilful cock-sucking brought Mark to the edge of climax, so when he again thrust his prick into the welcoming sheath of Chloe's back-passage he began to spew jism into her guts almost immediately. Chloe collapsed onto the bed, her fingers still busy in her snatch, allowing Mark's spent cock to slip from her arse. Mark and Emma both sought to lick and kiss Chloe's freshly-buggered arsehole, their eager tongues meeting in the wide-stretched ring of her plundered bottom, their mouths filling with the creamy spunk that bubbled up from the depths of Chloe's helplessly farting shitter. For the rest of the week, Emma shared a bed with Chloe and Mark and enjoyed many more buggerings, both courtesy of her own brother's stiff prick and Chloe's large collection of dildoes. The night before she left, loosened by a couple of bottles of wine and a joint, Emma even managed to accommodate Chloe's fist in her bottom, squirming with exquisite pleasure as her overstretched arsehole gripped Chloe's greasy wrist and Mark's tongue worked her dripping pussy. Unsurprisingly, she came to find sex with Ian something of a disappointment. It still felt good when he fucked her, but she longed for him to finish her off by fucking her arse, or at the very least probe her rectum with his fingers as he fucked her, but he showed no interest whatsoever in her beautiful and receptive bottom, so the relationship ended. When Mark was home during vacations, or when Emma visited him and Chloe at university, she enjoyed frequents and energetic bouts of sodomy; but it was hardly a long term solution to her ever growing need for raunchy butt-sex. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ A two-week holiday romance with a Spanish waiter in Malaga fulfilled her for a while. She would relax with friends on the beach during the day, knowing that at night Pablo would come to her room and, after rimming her with exquisite skill, would bugger her deeply again and again, until her limbs felt like jelly and her bottom was filled to the brim with thick, creamy sperm. The night before she left to return to England, Pablo brought a couple of friends to her room for what would remain for some time the best night of her life. Pablo was olive skinned with a hairy, muscular body; Jorge was Brazillian, black and smooth with the biggest cock Emma had ever seen; and Simon was blond and American, slim and boyish but still packing a hefty circumcised tool. Even before any of them ad buggered her, Emma felt as if she had died and gone to heaven as she squirmed naked on her bed, Pablo's expert tongue stabbing into her shithole, Jorge feasting on her furry cunt and Simon sucking and biting her breasts. She lost count of the number of times that they buggered her that night, pounding her shit- channel, liberally lubricated with hot, slimy spunk. The three young men also gave Emma her first taste of double penetration, a sexual act that would remain a favourite of hers. But in spite of all the delicious pleasure that being fucked by their big, thrusting cocks gave her, the most exciting part of that night for Emma was when Pablo and Jorge fucked each other. When Jorge pulled his huge black pole from her farting crap-chute, smothered with come and the churned-up contents of her bowels, Emma expected him to thrust it into her mouth. She was surprised to see Pablo take it into his mouth instead. The Spaniard took the slippery black dong into his mouth and sucked vigourously, licking off every trace of come and shit. Pablo had taken Emma's dildo up his arse a couple of times and now wanted to feel a real, flesh-and-blood dick filling his guts for the first time. He bent over, spreading his hairy buns and Jorge rimmed his friend noisily, before easing his huge, spit- wet prick up his tight shit-channel. Watching these two horny, masculine men lose themselves in lust with each other, seeing Jorge's enormous fuck-rod piston in and out of Pablo's tight, male cunt, was the horniest thing Emma had ever seen. Emma felt Simon's cock, which was by now once again buried deep up her own shitter, twitch as he, too, watched the hot scene of mansex before him. Simon had never before considered sex with a man, but he was now incredibly aroused at the sight of this hard, all-male fucking. Squeezing Emma's baps hard, his cock erupted in her overstuffed bowels and he came. As his cock slipped from her arse, Emma moved down the bed and spread her legs. Pablo buried his face in her fanny and licked her thirstily, the massive prick in his shitter sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Emma pulled her knees back and spread the cheeks of her well-buggered bottom so that Pablo could swallow the tasty cream that bubbled from her gaping shithole. Jorge suddenly threw his head back and came with such intensity that Emma could almost feel the surges of thick jism that he was squirting up Pablo's shit-pipe. Knowing her greed for semen, Pablo crouched over is sexy English girlfriend and let the come dribble from his slack butthole into her mouth. Simon lost his anal virginity to Pablo too, and fed Emma another load of thick, tasty come from his butthole. The four lovers staggered to the bathroom to shower. Emma sat on the tiled floor, come dripping from her cunt and shitter, and opened her mouth. After two weeks shagging the horny little slut, Pablo knew exactly what she wanted and began to piss over her, first over her face and into her mouth, then down to her heaving baps and onwards down to her hairy sex. Jorge and Simon quickly followed suit, splashing her naked body with hot, salty urine. She luxuriated in the piss which cascaded over her ripe young body, into her mouth, over her tits and onto her cunt-mound, all at once. Exhausted from their exertions, the four horny fuckers decided to shower together and then get some sleep. Emma drifted off with Pablo's cock wedged in the crack of her butt and Simon's eager mouth kissing her breasts. As the sun rose the lads woke first and began to lick and caress the sleeping British fuck-slut lying between them. Emma awoke to find herself being kissed and licked all over her body. To her delight, she saw that her three fuck-studs were all massively erect. Emma's butthole was a little sore from the rough treatment it had received earlier that night, but that was not going to stop her from feeling their beautiful cocks stoking the fires of her greedy turd-chute one final time. Aware that this might be the last good buggering she received for some time, Emma wanted to be fucked like a whore, buggered good and hard with no preliminaries, and she told them so. The boys did exactly as she asked, ramming their steel-hard pricks into the sucking channel of her shitter and sodomising her hard, slapping her buttocks and calling her a bitch and a slut. Each buggered her in five minute stints, one after the other. Emma lost track of whose cock was up her arse, but didn't care: all she knew was that her back-passage was stuffed full of hard cock-meat and that she was in arse-fucking heaven. After almost an hour of arse-splitting sodomy, Emma lay on her back and the fucking resumed, this time the boys pinching her large nipples and slapping her norks as they sodomised her. Emma was coming hard, and it was clear that the lads' bollocks were stirring too. As Emma frigged her cunt and arsehole, her fuckers knelt around her, jacking their slippery cocks. Emma looked up lustfully at their huge cocks, glistening with lube and smeared with shit from her arse. They smelled strongly of her bowels and Emma longed to suck them, to taste her own anal funk on each rigid, dripping dong, but that would have been too greedy: right now she was just happy with their spunk. They gave it to her. One after the other they came, sending ropes of boiling jism over her; shooting come into her mouth and over her face and festooning her big tits with pearly gobs of sperm. Jorge and Simon went to shower before they left, but Pablo remained with her, licking the come from her face, then lapping it from her slippery teats and feeding it to her from his mouth. Then, when Jorge and Simon had left, Emma led Pablo by the hand to the bathroom for what had become their morning ritual. The first time Pablo had asked her to do this it had shocked her that any man should be turned on by anything so kinky and perverted. Yet now its very kinkiness and perversity excited her almost as much as it clearly did him. Bending over, Emma felt Pablo's hands spread her buttocks and press is face into her butt- crack, inhaling deeply the scent of her arse. His tongue began to lash her butthole, still tingling from the assault it had received from three big cocks that night. As he rimmed her expertly he massaged her buttocks and tickled her dripping pussy, driving his tongue as far as he could into her horny shithole. After giving her anus a good tongue bath he settled back on his haunches and masturbated, eyeing her bottom lasciviously. Emma squatted slightly and pushed, farting loudly. Pablo loved to hear her farting and thanks to the marathon buggering that Emma had received that night, so much air had been pushed up into her bottom that she was able to force out several loud, fragrant farts. Pablo watched intently as Emma's small, brown butthole bloomed outwards and the tip of a fat turd emerged. His cock was painfully hard, and the prospect of seeing this horny English teenager shitting a big turd from her sexy arse made it even harder. The log was thick and firm and Pablo wanked vigourously as inch after inch of slippery girl-turd emerged from her stretched hole. When the turd fell to the floor with a splat, Pablo seized his steel-hard cock and shoved it up her now empty crap-chute, violently buggering her shitty bottom until he felt his balls churn and he realised he was about to come. Pulling his filthy cock from her shitter, he came in hard spurts, shooting his creamy jism into Emma's freshly shat turds. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ When Emma got back to England, she resumed her trips to her father's porn trunk, masturbating furiously as she read sordid tales of incestuous butt-fucking. She had an almost constant desire to be fucked in the arse, a desire she felt little optimism in fulfilling. She had even cheated on one of her friends in attempt to satisfy her ever increasing need for hard butt-sex. She knew the girl had anal sex with her boyfriend, so when she spotted him alone at a party, she pounced. Half an hour later they had found a deserted bathroom on the top floor of the house and Emma found herself bending over the sink as her friend's boyfriend, a good- looking Pakistani lad called Ashfaq, working his oily bell-end into her anus. His circumcised prick was huge and thick but compared to Pablo, though, his technique was lamentable; just a perfunctory butt-fuck. He fucked her hard, slapping her buttocks and calling her a slut, but he paid no attention to her tits or cunt as he buggered her. Emma desperately pleasured herself and was close to orgasm when Ashfaq came, but as she started to feel it take hold she realised that he had already come inside her rectum and was pulling out. So ended the least satisfactory bout of anal sex of her life. She didn't have any sessions with Mark to look forward to either. He and Chloe were working in the South of France for the summer and all she had was a now distant memory of a thrilling threesome with them before they left. Even worse, she would be at university before they returned. Emma finally decided that until she arrived there, there was only one man who might be able to satisfy her sexually. Her father. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ When Emma's A-level results came through, her mother and younger sister were away visiting relations for the weekend so it was just her and her father in the house. Just the way she wanted it. When her father offered to take her out to dinner to celebrate the following weekend, Emma jumped at the suggestion. "Darling, I've been thinking. . ." Stephen Boswell said to his daughter a couple of days later. "Yes Daddy?" "Perhaps we could do something better than dinner this weekend?" "Like what?" Emma asked, knowing that the only good answer would be, "We could spend the whole afternoon fucking like bunnies." "Well," her father began, "Its my 40th birthday on Saturday night, so if we did dinner for your A-levels on Friday we could do it again for my birthday the next day; two for the price of one so to speak? We could go away somewhere, a nice hotel somewhere. Really spoil ourselves." "That sounds lovely," Emma replied, grateful to be offered two chances to seduce her hunky father, not one. "Good, that's settled then. I'll booked a weekend at a hotel somewhere in Yorkshire, just me and you. We'll have some fun." "Oh we will," thought Emma, her pussy tingling already, "We certainly will." As she left the room, Stephen Boswell watched his daughter's buttocks wobble deliciously under her thin cotton skirt. No trace of a pantyline, he noticed. The thought of her naked pussy brought a flush to his cheeks. Would it be furry or did she shave, he wondered? Then, alarmed to be considering his eighteen year old daughter's charms in this way, he decided to go upstairs for a shower. As he stripped naked in his bedroom, he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror. He was a handsome man, lean and muscular with no sign of greying in his thick black hair, save for the slightest hint at the temples. He ran his fingers through the thick black hair on his tanned chest, and pinched his nipples. Not bad for a couple of days off forty, he thought; probably mostly thanks to the gym subscription his wife had given him a few Christmases ago. Poor Susannah. It was ironic really. She had given him the gym subscription in order to ensure a trim and fit husband yet she no longer seemed to have any interest in his body. The sex had dried up soon after their marriage. His first marriage had broken down soon after Rachel, their youngest daughter, had been born, and Susannah had been a shoulder to cry on. A friend who had quickly become a lover. When he married Susannah the sex had been good, mind blowing even, for a year or so and then suddenly it stopped. Stephen always expected it to come back, but it never had. His thrice-weekly work-out had simply made him more attractive to other women, often younger; and Stephen had sought solace in their arms. The most recent had been among the most exciting had been with a girl called Carla Masciani. Her father Roberto was an second- generation Italian and a partner in Stephen's firm. Clearly no stranger to men, Carla had known what she was doing. Stephen had been captivated by her eyes, her air of erotic exoticism, powerless to resist when she had led him into a linen cupboard and kissed him at the firm's summer party. God, she'd been horny; trying to devour him in her lust. Two hours later, Stephen had hastily arranged a hotel room and was alone with Carla. He could remember every detail of that night; the perfume of her dusky breasts, the hardness of her stiff dark nipples in his mouth, the mossy softness of her bush, the clinging wetness of her tight vagina, the intoxicating musk of her puckered anus as he rimmed her. So many things. But best of all he remembered the incredible excitement of fucking her bottom, and her willingness to be buggered. She was lying on her back, her knees pulled back, and Stephen was munching greedily on her pussy, licking his own come from the depths of her sex. Moving his head down, his tongue made contact with her puckered shithole and he started to rim her, swirling his tongue around the teenager's forbidden hole, trying to poke the tip into her rectum. The taste of her bottom was making her hard and so when she begged him to fuck her arse, he was more than ready. It clearly wasn't the first time she had been buggered and before long Stephen was fucking her tight shitter as hard as he could, her huge breasts squashed against his chest, their mouths devouring one another as Carla climaxed over and over again. The only thing that slightly bothered Stephen about that encounter was that Carla was exactly the same age as Emma. How would he have reacted if his colleague Roberto had spent a night buggering Emma? What disturbed him, he realised, was that he found the thought exciting. Lying back on his bed he began to masturbate, gripping his now fully-hard cock in his fist and letting his mind fill with a now well-rehearsed fantasy. It always started the same way; with Carla and Emma nude in each other's arms, their bodies glistening with sweat in the heat of their lesbian lust, thick cooze dripping from their aroused pussies. He and Roberto would be there watching, leisurely jacking their painfully hard cocks as they watched their daughters make lesbian love. Eventually both girls would beg to be fucked and Roberto would work his Italian sausage into Emma's bottom as Stephen got down to buggering Carla. Then, when both horny tarts had big loads of spunk up their shitters, Emma would squat over Carla's face and let a big gob of Roberto's come dribble into her friend's mouth. Carla would return the compliment and with mounting arousal Stephen would watch his own daughter lick his own hot jism from her friend's arsehole. Finally, Carla would hold Emma's buttocks wide open and invite Stephen to sodomise her. It was always at this point in the fantasy, when Stephen felt the tight, rubbery grip of his elder daughter's anus slide slowly down the engorged shaft of his cock, that he came. And this afternoon was no exception. Fisting his eight inch cock, Stephen dug a finger into the tight, sweaty core of his hairy shithole and fingered his butt as he imagine fucking his teenage daughter in the arse. Moments later, he lay on his bed, his hairy chest spattered with warm jizz, feeling somewhat guilty but very, very turned on. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ Lazing his hotel room before dinner, Stephen Boswell fought off the urge to masturbate. He would be having dinner with his daughter soon, and as there was a great danger he might think about her as he wanked, he thought it improper to even try. He drifted off for forty winks, exhausted by the journey, and was unable to prevent thoughts of his daughter's breasts filling his mind, just as surely as they and filled the tight lycra top that she had worn on the way up here. When he awoke he realised that almost time for dinner, so he decided to knock on Emma's door to see whether she was ready to go down to the restaurant. After a short delay, Emma answered the door wearing a robe and Stephen stepped into her room - it was a single room like Stephen's and the bathroom was en suite. Stephen noticed the faint aroma immediately. A pleasant musky tang hung in the warm room and if Stephen hadn't still been a bit groggy from his nap he would have known straight away what it was. But it took him a few moments to notice the body-shaped depression in her duvet where she had obviously recently been lying. Studying the shape Stephen realised that she had been lying with her legs apart and then it clicked. The faint lingering smell was the smell of a recently excited female body. Stephen felt a little tingle of excitement stir in his groin. "I just need to use the loo and freshen up," Emma said, "Shall I give you a call when I'm ready?" "Oh yes," Stephen spluttered, "Take your time, I'll wait next door." Stephen was about to return to his room when he noticed a pair of small white cotton panties lying on top of a heap of clothing next to Emma's bed. They were very skimpy, in fact they had no back at all apart from a thin piece of material that would have been hidden between the butt-cheeks. What caught his eye next made his heart miss a beat and then restart with an almost audible thump. In the part of her panties that would have been next to her cunt a patch of wetness showed up as a darker area in the soft whiteness. Stephen noticed at the same time the female aroma was much stronger. She must have been wearing these panties while she lay on the bed pleasing herself with her fingers or who knows what? His cock twitched again. He glanced at the bathroom door. He could hear the shower running. Stephen could not help himself - he just had to pick them up so he could breath in the erotic scent of his daughter's secret pleasure. Stephen held them close and savoured the fabulous scent of a girl's most private moments. He had always been sexually exited by a woman's smell, but the added taboo of smelling his own daughter's freshly creamed panties was one of the most exciting things he'd ever experienced. His cock was rapidly getting larger, and when Stephen gently licked and tasted the wetness it stood fully up and demanded his attention. It felt good to release his cock and even better to stroke it as he tasted his daughter's cunt on her panties. Then he noticed something else that made his heart thump. On the bedside table, entirely unhidden, was a butt-plug. Gingerly, and glancing once again in the direction of the bathroom, Stephen picked it up and sniffed it. His nostrils were immediately filled with the unmistakable scent of musky, female butt. He felt his knees weaken and he licked the tip of the plug. He tasted the slight sweetness of KY, but the thought that it had just recently been buried in Emma's back-passage was a tremendous turn-on. He sniffed it again, drinking in the heady scent of the depths of his daughter's bottom, then resumed his licking of the toy until he was fellating it like a small, rubber cock. He didn't know which was the more exciting: that his teenage daughter masturbated with a butt-plug up her arse or that he now had it in his mouth and was tasting her bowels. He heard the shower turn off and hurriedly he stuffed his dick back in his pants, smeared a blob of KY on the plug to cover his tracks and let himself quietly out. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ The meal was exquisite and both father and daughter had too much to eat and drink. If he was honest, Stephen realised that he would remember very little of either food or drink later on. His mind was occupied with other thoughts, most of them profoundly troubling. Emma was dressed in the classic little black dress, her hair tied up with wisps falling onto her bare shoulders. Her heaving bosoms filled the bodice of her dress, the neckline of which was so low cut that a centimetre more would have displayed her nipples to the entire restaurant. Stephen noticed the handsome young waiter ogling his daughter's tits and he should have been offended on her behalf, save for the fact that he was ogling them still more. He had never seen them looking so big, so desirable. As they sat at the bar drinking Kir Royale before eating Stephen looked at his sexy daughter's long shapely legs. She was wearing stockings, black stockings Didn't she know what those did to a man? Even to her own father? As they shared a joke Stephen put his hand lightly on her thigh. He was about to pull away when he felt Emma's hand on top of his. Gently, almost imperceptibly, she moved his hand downwards to that he was touching her inner thigh, so sleek and firm. He lingered there for barely a few seconds but the effect was electric, the thrill intense. Later, a they chatted, Stephen watched her uncross and cross her legs and noticed a flash of her dark crotch. The idea of her wearing black panties thrilled him still further. They began their meal, the young waiter glancing sidelong at her full jugs as she ordered. Throughout the meal Emma frequently touched his hand lightly with her fingertips; perhaps, Stephen reflected, the very fingertips that had earlier been at work in her twat. He thought back to the butt-plug and the taste of her rectum, far tastier than any of the dishes he had sampled at the table that evening. He found himself wondering about the scope of her sexual experience. It was unusual, after all, for a girl of her age to be indulging in anal play, even during masturbation. He wondered whether she had ever been buggered, whether she had ever pulled at the sheets and bitten the pillow in ecstasy as a huge cock filled her back-passage in deep, lusty thrusts. What a beautiful sight that would be: his blossoming eighteen-year old daughter trembling and moaning with pleasure as a well-hung youth filled her clasping shitter with his spurting cock. "Daddy?" Emma's voice woke Stephen from his reverie "Yes, what is it?" Stephen replied, still lost in his forbidden thoughts. "Shall we have brandy in your room?" she asked smiling, "I could ask them to send a bottle up." "Don't you think we've had enough?" Stephen asked, secretly worried that more booze might make him act on his fantasies. "Maybe," his daughter grinned, "But we are celebrating." "Okay, let's go." They sat together on the sofa, rather too close for Stephen's liking, sipping some excellent Armagnac. He felt stiffness not only in his groin, but also in his shoulders and he stretched, groaning slightly. "Are you okay Dad?" Emma asked, concerned, "Sit here and I'll get you another drink." She rose smoothly from the couch and passed close to him leaving a subtle air of perfume and musk as she went. "I'm fine thanks sweetheart," Stephen managed to say, his voice betraying the nervousness he felt. Emma turned and came closer. "Are you sure? Only you seem a bit distracted." "Well it was a long drive and a big dinner. I'm just a little tired and sore." Emma squeezed his arm. "Sit forward. I know what you need." Stephen leaned forward on her instruction with his head over his knees. Emma stood beside the sofa and Stephen felt her gentle hands begin to massage the back of his neck and shoulders. It felt great, really great and certainly helped to ease the stress. But after a few minutes another form of stress returned because he was acutely aware that her thinly clothed body was only inches from his as she leant over him to work on his back. The source of that delightful aroma was only a few inches from his head. Breathing gently in Stephen sensed again her female musk and again that began to excite his cock. Stephen could just reach out and . . . No! Don't even think about it. She must have sensed his increased tension. "Relax. That's an order." Stephen tried to breathe deeply, think about something else, and after a few more minutes managed to convince her he was okay. "Thanks darling. That was perfect. I feel much better now." Stephen said, as she flopped down next to him and put her head on his shoulder. "I love you Daddy. I'm glad we're here." Stephen smiled at her, a great lump of emotion welling in him. "Thanks Emma. I love you too, and I'm very proud of you." Her eyes sparkled and Stephen knew he'd said the right thing. Her head was still on his shoulder and she wriggled a bit until her arm slipped round his waist and she hugged him. Careful not to touch anywhere a father shouldn't, Stephen hugged her back. The closeness of her and the smell of her hair brought back that other aroma and against his will his cock twitched and began to grow thicker. Stephen shifted to conceal it from her. "You don't want to cuddle me do you?" She pulled back with a look of mock hurt. "Yes I do. It's just that I was a bit, umm, uncomfortable." "What with me?" "No, just the drive, I'm a bit stiff, I mean I ache a bit." "Where? Do you want me to massage it for you?" "No!" Stephen replied, rather too quickly, "I mean no, its gone now thanks." "I don't believe you! Show me! Prove it!" And saying this she grabbed a loose cushion from the seat and threw it at him. Stephen picked it up and threw it at her retreating rear as she rolled backwards over the arm of the couch, landed neatly, and dived sideways to avoid the cushion. "Right - its war!" Emma laughed as she grabbed the cushion and did a long distance lob from the corner of the room. Stephen grabbed it in mid air and advanced, blocking her escape from the corner. "Let battle commence." Stephen said menacingly, falling easily into a childish game, as he lunged towards her. But he should have accounted for her speed and agility. She ducked under his arm, grabbed the cushion and dived back onto the sofa. Without thinking Stephen dived after her and found his daughter pinned under him, face down and still holding the cushion. This was a bad situation. Her rounded buttocks was now pressing against his already excited cock, but Stephen couldn't just stop in the middle of the game without making her suspicious, so he tried to take as much weight off her as possible while reaching round in an attempt to grab the cushion. But instead of the cushion his hands found something soft and firm at the same time - and warm as well. Emma laughed and pushed up with her hips to give her room to move the cushion. This must have been enough for her to feel his erection through only two or three thin layers of clothing. Lifting his weight a little more allowed Emma to wriggle and turn over quickly underneath him so that now she lay on her back. A change came over her face. She now looked serious and happy at the same time. Not knowing what to expect Stephen did nothing, just lay with his arms lifting himself up from her warm body, her face a few inches below his. Then to his surprise, but in all honestly not against his will, she reached up, put her arms round his neck, pulled him towards her and kissed him. Not the gently peck on the cheek of a daughter, but the sensuous, full on the lips kiss of a lover, the wetness of her tongue against his lips. After a few seconds of stunned panic Stephen pulled away. "And now you know." She said quietly. "Know what?" Stephen said like an idiot, still too shocked to think clearly. "That I want you." She said, in matter of fact voice as if explaining to a small child. "You mean. . ?" "Yes, that's exactly what I mean." "But Emma, darling, I, we . . ." But Stephen didn't finish because her lips touched his again and this time the tip of her tongue gently separated his lips and played an erotic dance with the tip of his own tongue. What could he do? He froze, not responding, but his baser instincts were gradually overcoming the taboo. After all this was a very attractive woman whom Stephen already loved, but she was also his daughter. "Emma!" Stephen said pulling away firmly and trying to be stern. "What?" she was laughing at me. "I'm your father." "I know." She said simply. "And that's part of it." "Part of it?" "Yes silly, part of why I want to fuck you." A double blow hit him. The use of the word "fuck" by his daughter and the fact that it was him she wanted to fuck. "But why?" Stephen said at last trying to get some measure of control and sanity back into the situation. "Look," she said. "Lie down next to me and I'll tell you." Relieved to be out of the immediately compromising position, but still close enough to feel excited they lay full length along the sofa with her cuddling up to him and kissing him softly as she explained. "I've thought about this a long time, and I'm quite certain I want to and that it's the right thing to do. I've loved you all my life, but now I'm a woman I want to love you like a woman." "But we don't need to . . ." "No, let me finish. The second reason is that I want to become - and to stay - as close to you as a real friend and the best way to do that is to share an intimate secret, and the best secret we could have is to be lovers. So I want you to love me and I want to love you back, and not just once or twice. We have the whole weekend and you can't deny you want me too because I felt this when you were lying on me just now." She pushed pussy mound against his still erect cock and Stephen had to agree with her, Stephen did want to. "Listen darling. I do love you, you are such a very, . . . sexy woman, but we can't - its not right." "Kiss me Daddy," Emma said in a low, sexy voice, "kiss me like a lover, kiss my mouth, my breasts and my pussy and then tell me it's not right." So Stephen did the first of those things and his resolve melted away. For the first time Stephen relaxed, knowing that she wanted to and so did he. He kissed her gently and lovingly, releasing years of care and love, pouring his warmth and feeling into her with soft lips and a giving tongue. She responded by opening her lips to admit him into the first of many intimate places they would discover during that long weekend. Encouraging him with small sighs of approval and satisfaction they lay for ages, while the falling evening light reflecting on the river illuminated the room with a soft glow. As the kisses grew longer and more passionate Emma pushed away from her father, sat up and pulled her black top over her head and Stephen realised that what he had taken for a dress was in fact a tight lycra top and a tiny skirt, matching perfectly. She exposed her ripe tits and firm tummy to his gaze, then settled back down and lifted her erect nipple to his mouth. "Kiss me here." She whispered. "What here?" "Oh yes, just there, and there, and . . ." Her voice trailed off into a deep sigh as Stephen gently kissed her upturned nipple then sucked it slowly into his mouth to roll his tongue gently round her little erect bud. "You have such beautiful breasts. Such hard nipples." "Mmmm." Was all the reply Stephen got as she lay back on the cushions while he moved with gentle kisses and licks across to her other nipple and then widened his attentions to the whole of her breasts. They were silky smooth and soft, but under that was the firmness of her young body. Stephen licked carefully round each mound and then down towards her tiny navel and back up to circle her erect nipples again and again. After many minutes of this sweet stimulation she reached up and began to unbutton his shirt, whispering "I want to feel you against me." As she pulled his furry chest against her breasts and kissed him again with increasing passion, her stronger more demanding tongue teased and provoked him into action. Now she parted her legs and Stephen felt his erection pressing through his trousers and against the soft flesh between her legs. His cock was straining to be free of his trousers and his pants were wet with anticipation. They lay there kissing and moving against each other's bodies, anticipating but delaying the inevitable, becoming even more excited. Emma's legs were now wrapped round her father's back pulling his erection against her warm body, her hips moved slowly against him rubbing her moist and intimate warmth against his stiffness. Her kisses became hungrier and almost savage as she panted and made small squeaks and groans of passion as his hard cock touched her where she wanted it most. "Emma, I'm going to come in my pants if you don't . . ." "OK, yes, let's . . ." She wriggled her tight little black skirt down and kicked it to the floor, leaving her sweet young pussy pressing directly against his groin. Stephen could feel her warmth and wetness mingling with his and the head of his fabric-encased cock found her entrance. He realised with a thrill which ran through his veins like boiling lava that it was not her sexy-black panties that he had caught a flash of in the bar earlier, but her even sexier and very naked pussy. What he had mistaken for the silken gusset of black knickers had instead been the dark pubic fleece of her naked cunt. Stephen was almost coming as she pulled and tugged at his trousers and underpants. They both giggled as they got stuck on his cock but Emma quickly knelt before him and slid them off. There was a moment of blissful suspense as Stephen looked down at his kneeling daughter and saw that she was staring intently at his hard, throbbing cock. Gently, she parted his thighs so that his spunk-laden bollocks flopped down over the edge of the sofa while his rigid prick jutted upwards from his groin. Leaning forward she pushed her breasts together so they enclosed his cock and began to gently massage his hardon with her breasts. Stephen could feel her erect nipples caressing his stomach as she rocked backwards and forwards. After a few minutes of this sweet torture she leaned froward to lick and kiss his nipples and then slowly, exquisitely slowly, licked down over his stomach towards his cock. Her nipples and breasts cushioned and caressed his balls as Stephen felt her exhale over his cock and then the gentlest of touches as the tip of her tongue began to explore the end of his cock. She carefully licked the small slit in the end from where his own fuck juices had been oozing for the past few minutes. With appreciative noises she began to circle round the end of his cock with her tongue as Stephen began to get more excited. Her lips began to kiss and caress the end as Stephen began to thrust his hips upwards trying to bury his whole cock in her mouth. She giggled as she resisted his pushes and then as Stephen moaned for mercy she let the end of his cock pop between her lips and into her warm wet mouth. She sucked and licked lovingly at his cock and moved one hand round to cup his balls and the other to massage the shaft. Pressure began to build in the base of his cock as she increased the frequency of her sucking and then slowly matching the increased speed she let his cock go deeper and deeper into her mouth until she was sucking almost all of it into and out of her mouth. Stephen gasped and moaned in total helpless passion while Emma worked his cock ever deeper into her hungry mouth. She must have been swallowing the end of his cock because Stephen could feel the silky softness of the back of her throat around the tip of his cock. His balls tightened and this must have warned her that he was about to come because she clamped her hand hard around the base of his balls and tugged downwards, stopping him coming for a few moments. His balls felt so full Stephen thought they might explode. His hips thrashed and Stephen moaned with the rising wave of passion that she was driving and leading him toward. As the first convulsions began to wrack his body she sucked the whole length of his cock so far into her mouth that he could feel her lips around its base. The first spurt of semen burst into the back of her throat causing an even more frenzied bout of deep sucking as more and more of his thick, salty jism filled her mouth. She swallowed and sucked, sucked and licked, wanting ever more of it. Stephen spasmed three or four more times sending huge spurts deeper into her mouth with each orgasmic crest and felt his daughter swallow and come back for more. She was moaning and sucking hungrily at his cock as Stephen collapsed back exhausted onto the sofa. She continued to gently lick and suck him while his cock grew softer and his balls relaxed, then lay back on the sofa beside him. Not being in contact with her body, and seeing her lying back, nude, open, vulnerable and sensuous made him catch his breath. Just what was he doing? What was he thinking? What had they just done? Did she really know what she wanted? But the sight of her smooth firm breasts, her sexy tummy and the beautiful, soft-brown curly hair emphasising the swelling of her cunt mound was too much for him. Dreamily, still savouring her father's thick spunk as it trickled down her throat, Emma began to stroke her over-heated cunt. Stephen could not resist the temptation to let his hand join hers in the gentlest of circling movements that he gradually enlarged to encompass the fat lips of her pussy. As he did so, her breathing became shallower and she parted her legs a little more. Stephen stared in wonder at her magnificent cunt, noticing how her thick, curly bush was matted with her cooze and her meaty lips glistened with her love-juices. Stephen gently bent over and breathed again the delicious aroma of her sex, and then he replaced his fingers with his tongue and gently began to lick the outside of her lips. Emma continued to touch her mound and with a little encouragement from him parted her legs so that her lips opened offering a glimpse of the already moist and enticing pinkness between her labia. Deep within, her beautiful cunt lay coyly concealed. Lying down between her parted thighs Stephen carefully separated her lips with his fingers and looked at the throbbing bud of her clitoris. With the gentlest of kisses Stephen caressed it and then with the tip of his tongue reached out and touched it. 'Mmmm." she sighed as Stephen began circling round her little erect bud. The musky taste and aroma of her vagina was getting to his recently deflated cock and already a large erection was now trapped between the sofa and his body. When Stephen gently probed her wet pussy with his tongue she jumped slightly, and then lay back, parting her legs as a long sigh escaped her half open mouth. Stephen continued to lick her from her erect clitoris, over and into her vagina and down to circle her anus, covering his face with her sensuous, aromatic wetness as he did so. As she became more excited she pushed her bottom up allowing him to cup her buttocks in the palms of his hands. She responded by pulling her knees wide apart and up towards her chest, opening and exposing all her secrets to his hungry tongue. Stephen could now bury his tongue fully into her tight pussy while massaging her hot buttocks at the same time. Emma began to moan and moved her hands up to massage her own tits, circling and rolling her fat nips between her fingers adding to her ever-increasing excitement. Moving rapidly between her pussy, anus and clitoris, and increasing the depth and frequency of his penetrations, Stephen started to drive her up towards her orgasm. Panting in short sharp bursts with her head thrown back and a look of ecstasy on her face she started to push in rhythmic thrusts against his invading tongue. Her clitoris stood out as a small hard button that Stephen sucked into his mouth and licked and circled with the tip of his tongue. Her legs locked around the back of his neck and she buried him in the hungry folds of her sopping, musky flesh. In the moment before her orgasm she became suddenly rigid for a few seconds before releasing a deep cry of pleasure and fucking hard against me as the first of the spasms of pleasure racked her. As her intense climax ebbed away, Stephen moved gently upwards to hold her in his arms, relishing the sensation of having her soft boobs against his chest as he kissed her lips. He moaned as he felt her small hand squeeze his throbbing prick and said, without really meaning it: "Emma are you sure you want to do this? It's not too late if you want . . . I mean, I don't want to hurt you, emotionally I mean, so if you . . ." "Hush, silly," She said softly, "This is what I think." She pulled him gently towards her and moved so his cock head rested in the entrance of her furry pussy. "Now what do you think?" She asked him. "I think this," Stephen said, moving so the very tip of his cock pressed a little further into her dripping fanny. "Well that's good because that's what I feel too." With this she separated her legs a little further and pushed her hips upwards so the head of his cock popped into her hot young pussy. "Oh God! That feels so good." Stephen gasped. "I love you and I want you deep inside me daddy!" God! The use of that word in that situation removed any last trace of hesitation Stephen had felt. And then together, in a mutually happy, sexy embrace, Stephen pushed and she pulled - until he slid slowly into the depths of her clutching cunt; until he could feel her cunt-lips locked around the base of his cock; until he could feel the thick rug of her pubes caressing his stomach; and until she could feel his balls between the cheeks of her sweaty bottom. They were committed now, the act of physical love, of penetration, had happened and their feelings for each other were confirmed and elevated to a higher level - a level from which they would never return. "Do that again please daddy." She whispered. "This?" Stephen asked as he eased his cock reluctantly out of her wetness. "Oh yes - that," she murmured as her father's huge cock slid fully into her again, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard." Her tightness, her wantonness, the taboo excitement of penetrating his daughter suddenly became too much and Stephen started thrusting into her squelching sex with long, slow thrusts. She answered his need with her own demands and soon they were locked into the deepest embrace two lovers can experience, timing their thrusts and withdrawals so that they went from the merest caresses to the most basic grunting slap as they pushed each other up against an erotic wall of pleasure. The musky aroma of her sex mingled with his, filling his senses and driving him onwards to a climax. Climax? Sperm? Pregnancy? "Are you . . . is it . . ?" Stephen asked urgently. "It's all right, I'm OK, just don't stop!" she panted as they entered an animal state. Stephen no longer had control of himself. For what seemed like an age Stephen was centred on driving as deep into her as possible and filling her hungry, demanding little cunt with as much sperm as he could give her. She was intent only on being filled and feeling him fill her when the time came. Her hot, wetness stroked and sucked at his cock and as Stephen began to come in a frenzy of panting. Emma started a series of vaginal spasms that drove him to begin emptying his balls into her wet, farting pussy. She felt the tightness of his pregnant balls about to unleash their load as they slapped hard against her anus and triggered her orgasm. Stephen felt her full spasms start from the centre of her cunt as it wrapped itself hungrily round the head of his cock and these rapidly spread outwards in a series of violent shudders. His semen was spurting deep into her while she clung onto him with arms and legs pressing him ever deeper into her as the waves built to a climax which made her scream in an ecstasy of pleasure and fulfillment. Panting, crying, and moaning like a wounded beast she rode the storm and milked his cock of every last drop of sperm-rich semen. With three gigantic spasms she cried out as if hurt and then collapsed back exhausted on the couch pulling him on top and keeping him locked into her with her legs and arms. His pulsing cock and balls slowly calmed down as they relaxed into each other. After a few minutes she whispered dreamily. "I love you Daddy." "I feel loved." Stephen whispered back. "Thank you." Then Stephen eased himself up and carried her like a small child to his bed. As he lay down beside her and covered her up she turned on her side, pulled his arm sleepily over her so his hand rested on her breast, then wriggled her firm bum up against his cock. "Mmmm. . . . . just wait 'till tomorrow," she sighed as we both drifted into a deep and satisfied sleep. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ The next day Emma and her father woke late and ordered breakfast in bed. Emma hid in the bathroom while the maid brought it then returned to the bed to share croissants and Buck's Fizz with her father, and now lover. Breakfast over, they embraced and kissed and Emma felt her father's hand move up to her breasts, pinching her nipples through her bra. "Do you like my tits?" Emma asked her father. "Oh darling, I love them," he whispered in her ear, squeezing her jugs, "They're so big and sexy, such gorgeous nipples." "Pinch them daddy," she urged, "I'm so horny right now." "How horny baby?" "Oh fuck," she sighed, "So horny it feels like my whole body's on fire." "Mmmm, your nipples are so big and stiff Emma," Stephen whispered as he pinched his daughter's breasts. "Just like your cock," Emma replied, reaching into her father's boxers and gripping his thick cock, "Just like your huge prick." Stephen was incredibly aroused by hearing his daughter talk in such a pornographic way and he kissed her hard, his cock in her small fist and her bouncing tits in his hands. "Oh daddy," Emma moaned softly, "Just thinking about your big dick makes my cunt so wet." "I know how you feel," Stephen said with a slight chuckle, "Just thinking about your hot, wet cunt makes my big dick even bigger." "And it felt so fucking big in my cunt last night; you made me come so hard," Emma told him, her voice throaty with passion, "It was even better than I imagined." Stephen stared at his daughter, stunned. "Yes," she smiled, gripping his throbbing shaft even harder, "I've imagined it hundreds of times. I'd think about you naked and caressing me, then licking me, sucking my nipples, fucking me. Honestly daddy, I'd get so turned on I'd have to touch myself. And when I put my fingers into my cunt I'd be so wet I would imagine that it was your come dripping out of me." "Oh baby," Stephen moaned, trailing his fingers down his daughter's flat belly and slipping them into her sopping knickers to probe her furry puss, "That's so horny." "Not as horny as this," she croaked, grinding her dripping mons onto her father's fingers."Did you ever think about me, when you were wanking?" "Oh darling," Stephen said, blushing half in embarrassment and half in lust, "Let's not go down that road." "Yes let's," Emma said firmly, "This is making me sooooo horny. Tell me everything." "Your breasts," her father began, his voice trembling almost as much as his legs, "Your tits would make me so hot. They always looked so firm and ripe. Once when I saw you in a swimsuit your nipples were hard and I had to go and jack off. But believe me Emma, they are a thousand times more beautiful in the flesh." "And my cunt? Did you think about tasting my cunt like you did last night?" "Oh countless times. I wanted you to sit on my face so I could eat my beautiful daughter's delicious pussy and feel her juices running down my throat." "This is all so horny," Emma gasped, "You have to fuck me now." Emma knelt on all fours facing away from Stephen, pushing her cute butt towards him. Kneeling behind her, Stephen speared his daughter's sluttily proffered sex in one fluid motion, filling her vagina with his hard prick. Then, holding her buttocks open he began to shag her roughly from behind, sensing that this was how she would enjoy it in a mood like this. Looking in the mirror, he saw the look of ecstasy on her face and her enormous bouncing jugs and he doubled his pace. Looking down at the wrinkled ring of her anus he remembered the butt-plug and gently worked his middle finger, still wet with her cunt-juices, into the hot core of her shithole. "Oh wow, dad," Emma gasped, "Yeah, just like that. Fuck me hard. Finger my shitter. Oh God yessssss! You're making me come so hard." Spurred on by her filthy language, Emma's father fucked her with deep strokes, slamming his prick into her horny cunt. Digging his finger into her rubbery shithole he felt the firm tip of a turd in her rectum and felt his dick stiffen still more in response. As he toyed with his daughter's firm shit-log, deep in her hot arsehole, he began to come, squirting heavy spurts of jism into her slick pussy. Pulling his wet cock from her cunt and his finger from her anus, Stephen collapsed on top of his shagged-out daughter who smiled sweetly, kissed him and wished him a happy birthday. It was his best birthday ever. After a day spent lazing in the hotel and exploring Harrogate, father and daughter shared a candle-lit dinner in the evening. Stephen noticed the young waiter eyeing her breasts again, but this time he felt a cocky self-satisfaction that if anyone was going to be spending the night feasting on her creamy bristols, it was going to be him. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------ After the meal they sat on the sofa finishing the bottle of wine, giggling about the days events, and kissing every now and then as the mood took them. After an hour or so when they were rested and slightly drunk Emma said, "It's time for your present. Wait here, I'll call you when it's ready." Stephen sat waiting and wondering what she was doing and what his surprise would be and a delicious feeling of excitement made his cock twitch. After a several minutes she phoned his room and asked him to come to hers. The room was lit by candlelight. Standing by the bed with her hands held innocently behind her back, Emma was dressed in soft white cotton and lace. Her luscious breasts were emphasised by the cups of smooth white material that held them proud and sensual, her large nipples clearly visible. Round her waist a suspender belt held a pair of white translucent stockings. Covering, but by no means concealing her perfect furry muff, a pair of see-through white panties clung to her body. His cock started to harden immediately. She was dressed like a virginal bride wearing her first sexy knickers and the look on her face showed this was exactly the game she was playing. "Wow! You look amazing. What a present!" Stephen said as he held her shoulders, kissed her and then looked down at the sensual swellings and curves of her body. "This isn't all," she said, smiling a cheeky grin and putting something in his hand. She turned round and lay face down on the bed over some pillows she had placed there. The back view as she lay there with her bottom pushed up was stunning. Her pert buttocks peeked through the see-through panties and then as she moved her legs apart she revealed that the panties were not only see-through but had a gap designed into them so that her wet pussy and puckered anus were open and exposed. Stephen looked from her provocative body to the object in his hand. His heart missed a beat when he saw it was a tube of lubricating jelly. Stephen couldn't get his clothes off fast enough. He resisted the invitation of his cock to jump on top of her and get into her as fast as possible. He had to be sure she wanted what he thought she wanted. "You're amazing, you sexy girl. I love you." he said, as he kissed her ears and neck."Are you sure you want to . . ?" "Want to feel your cock penetrate my anal sphincter, to be buggered, to have my arse fucked?" "Well yes," Stephen said, his cock growing harder every second, reacting to her crude and provocative language. "Yes please, its part of my present to you." Her father kissed her and stroked her shoulders and back, then whispered to her. "This is the best present you could have given me. You're right. I have always wanted to have sex like this with you, you horny little minx. You can read my mind." He moved down so that he knelt between her spread legs. A ring of slightly wrinkled darker flesh lay partly hidden within the whiteness of her panties. He gently eased her legs further apart and exposed her little ring. His horny daughter reached behind herself and, grasping her flimsy panties where they split, ripped them off so that her father was staring at her perfectly naked bottom. He began to lick small circles around the rim of her anus, breathing in the sensuous earthy smell of her body, his cock rigid between his legs. Gradually he licked in smaller and smaller circles until he was just teasing the edges of her tight little opening. She began to make pleasing little sighs and moved her hips so the tip of his tongue brushed over the very centre of her puckered shit-hole. Feeling his tongue where she wanted it she pushed upwards encouraging him to penetrate and prepare her for a grander entrance. Stephen gently eased his tongue a little way into her, only to feel her tense, then push back, relax and open a little for him. Stephen pushed more firmly and felt her relax some more. Then his wet tongue slipped past her tight ring and into her anus. She sighed and started some gentle rocking movements to move his tongue inside her. Stephen withdrew and then entered her again feeling her relax immediately he pushed against the opening. Stephen could have lain there for ages licking her, gently fucking her with his tongue and breathing that erotic, forbidden scent, but his cock wouldn't let him rest. Kneeling, he took the tube of jelly and squeezed a long line of lubricant between her cheeks and over her shit-ring. Then he lay his cock full length between the cheeks of her bottom and squeezed her firm buttocks so they massaged him and spread the jelly over his cock. He lay full length on top of her and felt her buttocks pressing against his legs and stomach. His cock was trapped in the slippery valley between her cheeks and Stephen moved so that the length of his cock slid up and down between them, caressing the tight opening and encouraging her to relax. Biting and kissing her neck and shoulders and reaching around to squeeze her tits, Stephen whispered to her. "I'm going to put the head of my cock in your tight arsehole and slide it into you until I can feel my balls up against your wet cunt. Then I'm going to pull it out and push it in again faster and further. I'm going to bugger you until you come like a train and wet the bed and then I'm going to keep on buggering you while you masturbate and stuff your own fingers into your cunt and . . ." "Oh Daddy!" she gasped, "Show me, do it to me. I want you to fuck my naughty bum. I promise I'll be a good girl and come for you like you want. I love it up the arse so much -- even more than in the cunt. Oh Daddy, please fuck my hot shit-hole now, I want it so badly, I want your big cock up my slutty arse as far as it will go .. . ." This crude and provocative language drove them both to higher plains of lust and if Stephen wasn't careful he would have come with his cock between her buttocks and spurted his semen all over her back. He eased back, lifted himself upwards and positioned the head of his cock against the ring of firm flesh round the entrance to her bottom. He pushed gently feeling the taboo tightness of her shit-hole resisting him. Emma reached back and pulled her cheeks apart, opening herself, and then pushed backwards. They both gasped with ecstasy as they felt the head of his cock pop into her tight starfish. Stephen lay still for a moment savouring this first anal penetration of his beloved daughter, and then gently pushed his lubricated cock slowly, very slowly a little way into her as she relaxed her anal muscles and pushed upward and outward allowing him deeper and deeper into her most private and enticing opening. The exquisite tightness gripping his cock nearly made him come there and then, so he moved slowly until he felt her cheeks nestle against his balls. His final push was matched by hers and then he was as deep as was possible inside her shit-chute. He would like to have laid still and kissed her but he couldn't stop moving, exploring the unique feeling of her tight opening and his cock deep within it. She obviously felt the same as she wriggled and swayed her hips so his cock moved inside her. "That feels so good Daddy. Bugger me, please," she pleaded. Stephen slowly slid his cock right out of her and again rubbed his length between the cheeks of her bottom, brushing enticingly across the entrance to her tightest orifice. He asked her if she wanted him to enter her again. "Oh fuck yes!" she gasped, so he eased gently into her again, this time pushing a little faster against her greasy hole. Emma grunted like an animal and pushed back harder against him. Again he withdrew and plunged into her bottom faster than before, forcing a loud, slurpy fart from her rectum. Again she sounded like an animal on heat and suddenly they were both animals, thrusting more and more urgently, ramming against each other so his cock buried itself in her, while her cheeks slapped against his stomach and his bollocks slapped against her cunt. For a blissfully long time Emma's father savoured the unique experience of Emma's tight butthole sucking at his cock as he withdrew it, and that same silky tightness giving way as he pushed back into her again. His balls tightened as Emma started a series of rhythmic squeezes with her shitting muscles that masturbated his cock. Stephen pulled her hips up so she was now kneeling. Then, reaching round, he took her hand and placed her fingers into her cunt. She started sliding her fingers into her sodden cunny, fucking herself as her father rubbed her clitoris with one hand and massaged her hanging breasts with the other. All the time she was grunting and slapping her cheeks against him as his balls began to overflow, sending their load gushing deep into her bowels in spurt after spurt. Emma felt him coming and this set off on her own orgasm. Her movements became more frantic and he could feel the spasms centred in her arse and cunt bursting outwards, shaking and racking her body. Her grunts became cries of joy and pain as she lost all control, impaling herself onto his still spurting cock with total abandon. Now her first big spasm reached the critical point where she lost all control and couldn't stop herself pissing as she came. The feeling of her warm pee flowing over his hand and then round his balls and legs made him harden and want to come again. It was now Stephen who was grunting like an animal. He was helpless. All he knew of the world was centred on her tight little shitter, on her wonderfully sexy buttocks, on her loss of control and on her continuing orgasms. His fantasy came true. And so had hers. Stephen fucked his daughter's tight rear channel for what seemed like ages while she came and peed and came again. His cock stayed hard, clamped in the greasy depths of her guts while he reached a second climax. As his cock finally began to soften he pulled out of Emma's come-filled shitter with an obscene farting slurp and, lying back on the damp bed, pulled Emma by the hips so that her gaping bottom was positioned over his mouth. He opened his mouth greedily to catch the copious load of his own spend that was already dripping from her distended anus. Emma parted her buttocks and pushed down with her anus, farting and shitting the remainder of her father's come into his mouth. As she felt his tongue slip up through the stretched ring of her sphincter and lap at the interior of her rectum she came again, spraying her father's hairy chest in another spurt of hot, salty piss. As Stephen's tongue worked lovingly in his daughter's bottom, Emma leaned forward and took his semi-hard prick into her mouth and sucked deeply, intoxicated by the combined flavours of her father's spunk and her bowels. Stephen realised with some amazement that his daughter's expert fellatio was once again stirring him to hardness. He marvelled at her skill, driving his tongue into her clasping anus as far as he could. Disengaging her hot mouth from Stephen's now steel-hard prick, Emma snuggled up next to her father and stroked his cock, her breasts squashed against his chest, still slippery with her own piss. "I'm sorry I peed on you Daddy," she whispered, a hint of naughtiness in her voice, "It's just you made me come so hard I couldn't stop myself." "It's okay darling," he said, kissing her soft neck, "In fact it was very horny. I just wish that I . . ." "What Dad?" Emma asked, "Wish what?" "Oh it doesn't matter," he mumbled, "I was going to say something rude." "No! Tell me," Emma squealed like a little girl, "I like it when you say rude things." "Okay," Stephen hesitated, "I was going to say that I wish I could have tasted it." "My piss?" "Yes darling, your piss." Stephen knew he was blushing. Until that moment, watersports had never held much erotic interest for Stephen. But now the thought of a hot stream of piss spurting from his delicious daughter's beautiful cunt was just about the horniest thing he could imagine. "Mmmm, I'd like that," Emma said throatily, slowly stroking her father's stiffening cock."Tell me how." "I'd like you to squat over me so that I can eat your delicious pussy while you piss into my mouth." "Oh Daddy, that would be so horny. Would you really like to do that?" "Darling," Stephen replied, gently stroking Emma's bare tits, "I can't think of anything more delicious than swallowing gallons of hot, salty piss squirting from my sexy daughter's cunt." "God, that's so horny," Emma whispered, jacking her father's prick as they fantasised, "And would you piss on me too?" "If you wanted me to sweetheart." "I do, I do," Emma replied enthusiastically, "I want you to piss all over me, to feel it splashing on my tits and soaking my bush, then over my face and in my mouth and . . ." Stephen stopped his daughter's frenzied fantasy with a kiss, savouring the lingering flavour of her bowels and his sperm in her mouth. When they broke off, Emma was the first to speak. "Daddy, do you think I'm a slut?" "Why do you say that?" Stephen asked, smiling, sensing the game she was playing. Emma smiled coquettishly and straddled her father's face, sighing deeply as she felt his expert tongue lapping at the folds of her fleshy cunt. "Well, because I can't get enough of my father's big hard prick for starters," Emma giggled, "And because I'm squatting over my father's face and frigging my big hairy cunt while he licks it. But also because I prefer being fucked in the arse to in the cunt, and because I've got an itch in my butthole right now and I want my Daddy's big daughter-fucking cock up my bum, and I want him to bugger me harder than he's ever buggered a woman before, even harder than he buggered that dirty bitch Carla, and I want him to bite my nipples and spank my bottom while he tells me what a dirty little slut I am, and then I want to feel him shooting his thick, creamy jism up my shitter before he pees up me and fills my bowels with gallons of hot, soothing piss. . . ." The combined forces of Emma's nimble fingers and her father's tongue made her come, and as she began to tremble in the clutches of an orgasm, she relaxed her muscles and let a fizzing stream of golden pee spurt into her father's sucking mouth. Stephen gulped down every delicious drop that his sexy daughter gave him, lapping at her piss-wet pussy with renewed hunger. When Emma could piss no more, Stephen manoeuvered himself so that he was kneeling behind her, urine dripping from his chin. He gazed at her lewdly puckering anus that Emma was clenching in expectation of the buggering he would shortly give her. He pressed his engorged bell-end against the wrinkled core of his daughter's and pushed, forcing his fat cock slowly up her arse-pipe until his come-laden balls were resting against the bushy lips of her cunt. "So how did you know I had sex with Carla?" Stephen asked as he started to fuck his daughter's fantastic arse. "She told me," Emma said, as she rudely thrust her bottom backwards onto her father's prick, greedy for his meat in her rectum, "Oh daddy, it was so horny. We were naked on her bed, licking each other's pussies . . ." "Oh ffffuck!" Stephen cried out. "What?" Emma asked, "What is it?" "Oh Emma, baby," Stephen panted as he humped her, "You have no idea what that does to a man!" "Oh I think I do," purred Emma naughtily, "I wish you could have seen us." "So do I darling, so do I," said Stephen his mind full of images of two sexy teenagers, one of them his daughter, writhing naked on a bed, their hot tongues busy in one another's furry pussies. "It made me so horny," Emma moaned as her father continued his relentless thrusting into her welcoming back passage."When she told me about how you had had sex with her in that hotel I was so jealous and so turned on all at the same time. And then when she mentioned that you had her arse I thought I would go mad with excitement." "Oh you horny bitch," Stephen g