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- A FAMILY PACT
- (edited by EROS!)
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- Part 1.
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- It was one of those fantastically languid moments. The intensity of
- the orgasm left my mind blank, spent. My whole body was weak as I lay on
- the couch, afraid that I might just flow off it into a puddle on the
- floor. I open my eyes and see my wife's back, lightly tanned, and the twin,
- creamy firm orbs of her paler buttocks, mechanically, automatically,
- rising and falling over my softening cock. Nina is still milking the
- last out of her intensely powerful orgasm... but I am totally spent.
-
- I hear a noise, and there in the doorway is Sue, our youngest
- daughter. Only a girl, yet so grown-up-looking and womanly-wise.. She
- has been watching us make love... watching my long, thick cock pound up
- inside her mother's clasping, bouncing cunt until finally we both
- achieved the delicious release we were striving for.
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- Young Sue stares at us through passion-glazed eyes, her own voyeuristic
- arousal patently obvious. The crotch of her white leotard has bunched
- between the lips of her young pussy, and her wetness has stained through,
- to sensuously darken the thin strip of fabric pulled tightly into her
- slit. She is such a gorgeous-looking girl, her long, blonde hair
- cascading down her back, her long, slender legs muscular and tanned. I
- feel the need to say something to my wife, warn her that our daughter is
- watching us make love... but I'm so spent that I cannot speak. Somehow it
- doesn't seem wrong to let her watch. It all seems so... so natural.
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- My cock softens so that the head drops out of the grasp of my wife's
- tight clinging cunt and thuds against my stomach. It is oiled with our
- fluids, gleaming in the light of the fire that burns next to us. Nina's
- rhythmic motion is so subtle now I can only discern it from the
- contractions of her shoulders, I cannot detect the small rise and fall of
- her body. She still straddles me, and beneath the cleft of her buttocks I
- can see the stringy droplets resulting from our friction spilling from
- her and sticking to the dewy hair on my upper thighs. Her right hand
- reaches behind her, between her parted thighs, and I feel Nina's fingers
- curl around my limp prick. I can feel her finger-tips adhere to the goo
- that coats my cock, and the tightness of the sticky bond when she pulls
- her hand away.
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- Nina lifts herself off me, swinging her leg over my chest. I can
- see her thighs gleam from our spill. She walks over to the chair were the
- towel lies spread, our pubic hair scattered and stuck to the threads by
- the shaving lubricant we used earlier. From her silhouette projected on
- the wall I watch as Nina wipes herself clean. I look around the shadowy
- room with the flicking flames casting a varied depth of light, but cannot
- see Sue. Nina leaves, after finding the towel was soiled, to wash
- herself. I lie naked on my back and close my eyes.
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- I remember our love-making.
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- I can feel the walls of Nina's cunt engulf me, slipping over my
- erection like a soft suede glove flexes and grips my fingers. And the way
- her the muscles of her vagina rippled over the length of cock once it was
- fully embedded in her. At that moment I was lost, clenching and
- unclenching my scrotum and feeling the vibrations pulse along my length.
- My eyes closed. Nina pulsing my cock. I don't know where I was, somewhere
- in the agony before the ecstasy. Another universe. Then I feel one of
- Nina's fingers joining my cock in her cunt. Tonight she feels the not
- infrequent need to really have her cunt really stretched. It felt good.
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- Nina's cunt massaged me, her finger massaged me, the nail at its end
- scratching against the underside of my cock head, its hardness muted by
- the wetness of Nina's secretions. It was so weird. I just lay there,
- trying to control my eruption. Then Nina spasmodically rose and dropped
- hard onto my prick. I knew she was coming. Her finger pressed against my
- cock and her palm ground against her clit with the rhythm of our fucking,
- and I came too.
-
- I return to the present. Reliving that orgasm, each sensation is some
- catharsis to reenter the real world. My brain is here. The room is dark,
- and only red embers glow from the fire place. The wood is damp and the
- room smoky, it reminds me of the wet Appalachian apple orchards of the
- harvest times of my youth. Naked I throw some more logs on the coals and
- stoke the fire. The little light from the fireplace emits a gauzy
- reflection off the window panes, but I see a slender figure beyond them
- on the screen porch. The flames behind me warm my back and backside, but
- my chest feels cold. I can almost feel the damp coldness wash over from
- the lake through the close door.
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