Dave awoke, not with his arm around his step-daughter as he had hoped, but with her between his legs. She had woken earlier and succeeded in not rousing him; cleaning herself up with baby wipes, she decided to do the same for her father, gently lifting his cock and wiping their mess away. She had planned on sneaking back into his arms and waking him with a kiss, but her ministrations had woken something else. As his penis rose, she jacked him slowly, waking him with her soft lips around his cock and her tongue gently flicking the head. Dave groaned, stroking her hair as her head bobbed on his rigid member.
Fully awake now, she took him from her mouth, continuing with her hand while she came up to kiss him; although she didn't shy away from swallowing cum, she didn't want any of his seed wasting this weekend, so she pumped him slowly until his cock strained, yearning to explode in her tight cunt. The anticipation was almost excruciating; she swung her leg over his chest, grinding herself into him. He could feel her warmth on his belly as she slid back towards him, a droplet of pre-cum formed as she teased his cock with her pussy, his head parting her lips, but only slightly; he wanted to ram himself inside her, but he let her set the pace. She pushed herself up; her hands on his chest, her taught thighs supporting her weight as his cock slipped inside her. She bit her lip through her descent, feeling his every vein and ripple as he penetrated her. She stayed still for a second or two, though to Dave it felt like hours as he looked up at the siren who had seduced him onto these particular rocks.
Sarah rocked her hips; the movement was subtle, Dave barely felt it until his penis was so painfully rigid that it was almost unbearable. Her movements became more pronounced as the warmth between her legs turned to fire; the stimulation proving too much for her as wave after wave of ecstasy forged through her and she fell into Dave's arms.
He flipped Sarah onto her back, reconnecting effortlessly into her slick pussy, she held on to his arms as he plundered her innermost sanctum. She looked into his eyes, searching for the sign that he was close, feeling him inside as the prize she yearned for rushed towards her. She saw it; his eyes widened as she wrapped her legs around him, trapping him as his cum splashed against her cervix once again. He collapsed, breathless, into her arms; she stroked his hair, her legs tight together as sperm sought egg in the darkness.
Dried and refreshed, Jenny walked back into Jake's bedroom; he'd been busy. Handcuffs hung from the bedpost, long satin scarves were tied to the legs; Jake tested their strength and, satisfied, turned to Jenny. "They're Mum's." He said, matter of factly. "She sometimes uses them with her visitors." She nodded, not quite sure this was going in a direction she was comfortable with, he kissed her tenderly and passed her a robe; she slipped it on and followed him downstairs. They were both ravenous, and Jenny guessed that she'd need quite a bit of energy later on.
Dave and Sarah showered together; washing each other's bodies, soaping, rinsing and touching. Water bounced off her shoulders and cascaded between her breasts as Dave washed her back. She bent forward slightly, pushing her bum into his crotch; the water rinsing the soap off her back and his erection. His hands slid around her sides, over her breasts, his fingers stimulating her areolae. Reaching between her legs, she guided him in. Despite the water, she couldn't believe how wet she was; it felt like she'd been in a constant state of arousal since he kissed her Friday evening; he entered her, she braced herself against the wall, her cries echoing off the tiles as he filled her once more.
She turned to kiss him; their bodies squelching together as they embraced; his seed trickled down her leg and meandered its way to the plughole, unnoticed by the kissing lovers. Showered and dried, they made their way downstairs and, over a late breakfast, they decided to go shopping.
Back in the bedroom Jake's head was between Jenny's legs, his tongue soothing her tender, swollen pussy; her hands pulled on the scarves he'd tied to the bed frame as she writhed on the bed, revelling in the sweet pain.
Jenny was close to orgasm when he shifted his attention from her pussy to her thighs; kissing all the way down to her toes. He held her left foot by the heel and, reaching behind for the scarf, looped it around her foot, tying it off with a half bow. He did the same with her right; unable to close her legs, Jenny was defenceless against his marauding tongue.
Relaxing from her latest orgasm; she didn't notice that he'd tied the silky scarves to her wrists until she tried to let go of them. Panic set in as he produced a bottle of lube and a familiar looking dildo. "Is that Sarah's?" She asked.
"No." He chuckled, "I had a few made. Dad wanted to give mum one for her birthday when he saw it; I've not told him it's a cast of mine." He dripped lube onto her labia; it radiated coolness as it dribbled down her puffy lips. Rubbing more down the shaft, he placed the dildo at her entrance and slowly worked it inside. He fucked her gently at first; letting her get used to her bonds, building her climax. Her back arched; she tested the strength of the knots as her body tensed and shuddered through her climax and he placed a pillow under her hips.
She cried out, "Yes. Yes. Yes!" As he rammed the dildo into her; pouring on more lube as her cries became more urgent and orgasms crashed through her. Cries turned to screams when, at her peak, he slid the dildo from her pussy to her ass; the lubricated rubber slipping easily into her virgin hole as she thrashed on the bed. She continued cumming as he worked the toy fully inside her, before mounting her; turning Jenny into a quivering wreck. With both holes filled; orgasms wracked her body as she revelled in the pain of her stretched rectum and his cock pounding her swollen cunt.
Jenny came again; her pussy trying to suck him in as she begged for more, pleading for him to fill her. He poured more lube onto his cock; she had a second to wonder what was wrong, surely she was wet enough, when he pulled out the dildo and withdrew his cock from her pussy. She screamed "No!" Then bit her lip, his penis driving hard into her gaping anus, pumping once, twice, three times; she tasted blood as he thrust into her, his thumb on her clit. She almost passed out as he rammed into her and emptied what felt like gallons of semen into her bowels. A river of cum gushed from her as he disconnected and she slumped back into a pool of her own sweat.
Dave settled on the sofa, Sarah curled up next to him, both in their pyjamas, her head under his arm; his hand lazily caressed the side of her breast as they watched the DVD which they'd bought. He wasn't really paying attention to the screen; it was a poor sequel to a bad horror movie, but his interest, and his cock piqued when the teenage leads started making out.
Sarah, her hand resting on his leg; felt him shift underneath her as he tried to get comfortable. She moved her hand up to feel his hardness through his pyjama bottoms; he moved his hand down her side and under her waistband, his fingers drawing random patterns between the top of her buttocks and her lower back. By the time the film's actor had his first feel of boob; Dave's cock was in Sarah's mouth as she gobbled him greedily, and his fingers sought out her clit.
The murderer, knife held aloft, snuck up behind the couple on-screen; he was similarly unnoticed by the couple on the couch. Dave, on his back, with Sarah on top, had his face full of pussy while Sarah continued her oral ministrations. His tongue explored deep inside her; the tip of his nose teasing her brown starfish. Jake had taken her anal virginity; he'd been careful, using lots of lubrication. It had also been the only time he hadn't worn a condom with her. She hadn't liked it; preferring his long cock to plunder her willing pussy. Dave's attention in her anal area sent shivers up her spine; she could feel the breath from his nostrils tickling her.
Dave sensed her movements; he took a deep breath and held it as she reared up; forcing his tongue deeper into her, coating his face in her cum. The slippery tip of his nose was forced into her, only by a millimetre; but it was enough to take her over the edge as she ground herself into his face and her clitoris mashed against his tongue.
She fell forward, catching her breath; Dave reached out and stroked her lovely round bum. She looked at him and smiled. "It's our last night of freedom daddy." she pouted. "Shall we go to bed?" Sarah got off the couch, pulled on her pyjamas and held out her hand, Dave took it and pulled her onto his lap; she could feel his hardness as his hands disappeared under her top and squeezed her pert breasts. He kissed her neck and earlobes; she melted into his arms.
