POLINSKY'S SLUT - by Art Martin - Sex Stories

POLINSKY'S SLUT - by Art Martin

... her father’s thick cock penetrated ever deeper into her virgin pussy. Having fully impaled her on his cock until his dick pressed tightly against her cervix, Jerry croaked, "Goddamn girl, but you're so tight." She couldn't speak, she could only whimper. Her father couldn’t speak either, lost in the sensation of her vaginal walls gripping his long neglected prong. Jerry's hand slid up from her hips under her shirt to fondle her firm tits. Her pliant flesh yielded to his powerful hands. Mauling her, he looked up across her shoulder and realized that David was watching them. Crazed with wantonness, Jerry cursed, "Oh fuck!" Then he mused, 'Well, it's too damn late now! I wonder if he knows what's going on?' Feeling her up, Jerry’s hips remained motionless to allow Tina’s cunt to adjust to his big cock. On her own volition, she started to move up and down, fucking her daddy with short deep strokes as he stroked and pinched her nipples. Jerry saw that David hadn't taken his eyes off of them. A sudden urge for exhibitionism seized Jerry. David watched his father's hands drop from her tits and emerge from under her shirt. The boy gaped in awe as his father pulled the nightshirt up over his s****r's head in one swift motion. David was suddenly confronted with the sight of his s****r completely naked. He'd never seen her completely naked before. His eyes darted back and forth between her 38C tits with her dark brown aureoles and her splayed hairy crotch, where she rode their ...

... father's thick cock with increasing vigor. Disregarding the presence of their audience, Jerry rolled Tina over face down on the sofa to fuck her from behind. She was so tight that it was almost painful, but feel of his cock crown sliding through her ribbed fuck-hole was exquisite. Lost in the swirling vortex of passion, he pumped into his daughter’s tight cunt faster and faster, harder and harder until the urge to ejaculate overpowered him. Just as his semen uncontrollably rushed up from his balls and through his cock tube to explode from his cock head, he pulled out of her. Bellowing like a wounded bear, he spewed copious quantities of milky white cum across his bucking daughter's back and her ass. His passion spent, Jerry stood up, his deflating member still hanging out of the open fly of his boxers, a long thin strand of cum connecting him with his daughter. He looked down at his freshly deflowered daughter and the ropes of his cum across her back. Coming to his senses, Jerry looked at his boy. David was staring at his father's crotch. Jerry looked down. His boxers, now down around his thighs, were stained with bl**d. He looked back towards his astonished son. As his boxers fell to pool around his feet, the enormity of what had just happened began to sink into his fevered brain. After what seemed to be several minutes Jerry pulled up and fastened his bl**died boxer shorts. Only then did he speak to his son. "David, there are no secrets in this house between the three of us. But ...