Daddy's hot twins

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Are you sure?" Gilbert said, kneeling behind her, his huge cock flopping against the cheeks of Candy's upraised ass.

"Yes dammit," Candy whispered, looking through her legs at the bulbous sac of his balls hanging below the big prick. "Put it in my ass. Oh shit, I don't know why but I want your cock in me more than any cock I've ever seen. If you won't fuck my pussy, fuck my bowels! Hurry, fuck me!"

And it was true. Candy didn't know what had come over her but there was a greater, more urgent need in her body than she had ever felt before to have this boy's prick inside her willing body.

"I really do want to fuck you," he said, gently placing the fist-sized cockhead against her bung hole.

"Oh darling, baby… then do it. Put it in there and ream me with it!"

She was amazed that such a term of endearment was coming from her lips. Yet it seemed so natural, just the right thing to say.

She wanted him deep inside her. She wanted him to be a part of her, and her to be a part of him. She wanted them to both be joined in fucking.

"Now… do it now! Fuck me!" she repeated, and opened her legs wide to receive the hand that was teasing her anus.

Gilbert put his hands between her knees and pushed them even further apart. Her tight defenseless anus was revealed, a darker than normal color from her intense excitement; the inner lips of her cunt pumped out her juice, and the erect little clitoris was engorged with blood.

He put the head of his wildly throbbing prick against the puckering opening of her hole and pushed forward. His pulsating cockhead parted the anal ring and slipped inside.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck, shit… Ohhhhhh yes," she crooned, and her eyelids flickered in rapture as she felt the giant head part her body from the rear.

"You like that?" he asked, rolling his hips back and forth to wedge himself in further and further.

"Oh, God… yes, it's beautiful. Your cock in my ass is beautiful."

He pushed in a bit further; he knew he had to take her asshole in easy stages. His cock was big, and too rapid an entry would result in too much pain; then she might make him stop.

When he had about six inches inside her, he began slow withdrawals, coupled with tiny, controlled jerkings of his meat.

She was writhing and panting. She tried rocking back and forth on the shaft of hardness impaling her between the cheeks of her ass. Candy could feel his scrotum tingling against her naked thighs, and she reached down and around to fondle his balls with her hot hand.

He had begun moving in and out, and she was sure that she had taken all he had. Then he pushed again and she screamed when another length of cock pipe rushed up her rectum.

"Oh God, what a cock… what a fucking joystick you have," she cried, and wiggled her asshole harder over his meat.

Now his movements became masterful; she could feel him in complete command of her body. She knelt there, grinding her full rounded buttocks around in tiny teasing circles, as he pounded in and out of her sensually awakened young body.

His prick was the hottest and felt like the biggest she had ever taken. With any other man, or boy, she would have told him to go to hell. With such an enormous cock she would have insisted that she take it in the pussy or not at all. But this boy was different, and so was his prick.

She was willing, even eager, to have his cock anywhere he wanted to put it.

"Oh Gilbert, baby, you're deep… you're so fucking deep into me… fuck me… go ahead and pour your cock-meat to me!"

"Beautiful cheeks… body… good, it's really good fucking," he groaned, rolling his eyes back in his head and enjoying her butt to the fullest.

Her entire belly was afire as her mind screamed out its insane delight. She was being wildly fucked and she was responding as a woman, a hot, tempestuous woman, full of fire for this wonderful boy.

Gilbert was aware that she was slowly approaching an explosive orgasm. Her nakedly writhing body was milking his cock like a vise. Her hips jerked and revolved madly, her asshole muscles clamped down on his cock with a fury. It seemed as though her asshole and her whole body was screaming for more, more and more, of his prick.

"Oh what a fuck," she screamed, "what a cock. Pound my asshole… fuck my asshole!"

Her ass rippled, her hole clasped his driving shaft like the tentacles of an octopus. Her anus clenched and unclenched as it sought to devour all of his cockmeat.

Candy tossed her head from side to side, her mouth opened laxly, and her eyes focused on the space between her throbbing thighs.

"Oh, oh, oh… fuck, fuck, fuck,fuck, fuck meeee!" she said, with each mighty shove of his long, hard cock into her. It became a chant of sex whose tempo speeded up as she felt her come start.

Suddenly her legs splayed out until it seemed as if she were splitting herself right down the middle. The scream of delight bubbled out of her mouth as the pulsing of her clit reached her fogged, lust-crazed mind.

"Oh my God, I'm there…I'm coming… I'm coming so fucking good."

She groveled beneath him, her fingernails digging into her tits as she writhed through the first of what she knew would be several comes. She had never come so strongly before with a cock in her pussy, let alone in her asshole with no friction at all on her clitoris.

It was amazing – and wonderful.

From somewhere way out Candy's mind began returning to her body. The wild storm that had racked through her nerves had moved on; now there was only the voluptuous, almost hypnotic movement in and out of her contentedly throbbing ass.

"Oh God, what a fuck," she groaned. "I'm wasted."

Candy was groaning, not a sound of pain, but of guttural wonderment. The sound reverberated like a death rattle from her throat. She couldn't believe what was happening to her; she had reached some beautifully high plateau, a place of pure sexual sensation.

And now she was coming again. Impossible. So soon, but true.

She whirled her head around. Then she reached behind her and pulled his face down to hers. Passionately she kissed him, grinding her tongue into his mouth.

Then she whispered, "I'm coming again."

This time her climax was different, just as powerful and strong, but more controlled. She found she could manage it, play it along and make it peak like a piece of good music. But, only seconds later, she discovered that in reality it was his huge, hard shaft that was doing it.

"Sweet… sweet come," she cooed, feeling tears well up in her eyes.

Her pleasure-contorted body jerked and twisted as though she were in the throes of a spastic seizure. Her face was twisted in a wild grimace of lust, and her mouth opened and closed ceaselessly as her nostrils flared like a wildly bucking animal.

It was also his time.

He growled out a long sigh of relief as he plunged his full length of throbbing cockmeat deeper and deeper into the squeezing cavern of her rectum. He let the sensations flow up his thick hot shaft where they spread out through his whole body.

Candy's forehead, face, and shoulders glistened with a sheen of perspiration. Her tits felt as if they were balloons being pumped full of hot, scented air, and her asshole was throwing off sexually electric charges. She knew that each preceding orgasm had been like a step to the peak of the total orgasm. She cried aloud that she was coming yet a third time and he was suddenly fucking her like a madman as he sought to join her in coming.

"Come with me… come… come," she pleaded. "Come with me… in me… put your juice in my body!"

Hearing her words, he felt the gates slowly opening within him. He slid his hands under the wildly bouncing tits and cupped them tightly. He rammed into her with all his strength. He could feel the smooth hot flesh of her tight little hole massaging and sucking away at his cock.

"Now… now," he groaned, fucking into her, driving every last inch of his huge, thickened shaft to the hilt in the hot willing hole between her soaked asscheeks.

"Fuuuuuuck… cooooome!" she screamed.

Her frantically pumping buttocks waved in abandon from side to side. She screwed her wildly quivering anus up and down crazily on his pistoning cock.

Her thrashing body triggered his climax. He could feel the velvet explosion beginning around his spine and spreading rapidly to his balls and the head of his plunging cock.

Then he was there. The intensity of his come frightened her for a moment, as he let everything in his balls go at once.

"Come in me… come in me… come in me!" she chanted wildly.

With a low moan of ecstasy he exploded inside her asshole. The white lava of his love juice erupted deep inside the wetly pulsating depths of her rectum.

His cock continued to spurt and throb for almost a full minute. Then, slowly, it stilled. Deep inside her, she could feel her unruly muscles loosening, the walls of her asshole deflating.

She was full.

"Oh God, what a fucking… what a beautiful fucking," Candy gasped as she felt the still-hard cock slip with a slurping sound from her anus.

"Yes… he is wonderful."

Candy rolled to her back at the sound of the strange voice and looked up to see one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen.

"Who… wha…?" Candy said.

"I am Annette… Gilbert's mother," the woman said, "and now your mother."

Lunch was strange.

Annette was a charming hostess and she sincerely seemed to be sorry that their father couldn't be with them until later. The food was served by Gorn Plato's enormous wife with neither a smile nor a scowl on her face, just blankness.

When their stepmother engineered the conversation around to sex the girls were both astounded and a little relieved to get back on a subject they both knew so well and enjoyed so much.

The woman not only seemed pleased that she had walked in and caught both of the girls having sex with her sons; she seemed downright elated. Her appreciation of her son's worth as lovers and the way she expressed it both shocked and piqued the girl's curiosity. For, if the truth were known, both the twins had longed for such a family situation where everybody loved everybody else.

"They have such beautiful bodies, don't they?" Annette said.

The girls agreed.

"You did enjoy fucking them… didn't you?"

"What the hell," Cindy said, shrugging to her sister. "Yes… we did a lot… and I could take a second course this afternoon."

"I'm afraid that can't be," Annette replied. "However, I have planned some stimulating entertainment for you this evening after dinner. Your father will be so happy when he gets here."

"Why is that?" Cindy asked.

"Because I will be able to tell him that our suspicions were true… you have much of his blood in your veins and hardly any of your mother's."

"What does that mean?" Candy asked.

"It means that you are like us. It means that we will have a happy, contented family. It means that we all will live long and live for sex and happiness together."

"Speaking of family sex…" Cindy added. "The boys intimated that…"

Annette smiled and interrupted her. "That they have sex with me?"

"Yes," Candy said.

"Oh yes… it's quite true," Annette said, rising. "And speaking of that, I must join them in my bedroom right now and reward them for their control this afternoon."

"And you're going to reward them by… by fucking them?"

"Of course," the woman said, smiling and walking out of the room.

"Wow," Candy said, when she was gone.

"What do you think?" Cindy said.

"I think, 'what the hell', we've always wanted a swinging family. Well, it looks like we've got one… we might as well enjoy it."