THE FOUR OF US

My father always seemed like a terribly handsome
man to me. He had dark hair and light blue eyes. A
square jaw and prominent cheek bones gave him a
very masculine, manly appearance. He looked to me
like a super hero, a movie start, or a great
sports figure.
My father was away from home quite a bit, working.
He traveled for his company a lot, and I really
missed him on the days when he didn't come home at
night.
My sister Megan and I had always seemed to fight
over his lap, over who would get which leg, or who
would get to bounce on one leg while the other one
got to sit in the center. Megan was a year younger
than I was, and I usually won the fight as to who
would sit where. We couldn't have had any idea, at
that age, what we must have been doing to the poor
guy. All that pressure, with two people crawling
around pressing on his crotch must have really
turned him on.
As we grew older, sitting in Dad's lap became
something that we just couldn't do any more. No
one said anything about it, of course, and it was
forgotten for the most part. Except, when I really
started noticing boys, I would remember his lap,
and that bulge. Then, when I got much older, I
knew exactly what that bulge represented.
One Saturday, Mom had to go to visit her club, and
then go shopping with some friends. She would be
gone all day, till late afternoon, she announced.
Dad was home for the weekend, something that
didn't happen very often any more, because of his
job. He came into the living room just as Mom
left, and I got him a cup of coffee. He sat in his
favorite seat on the couch, and I snuggled up to
him, smelling the fresh after shave that he always
seemed to wear. As he put his coffee cup down on
the coffee table in front of him, I simply raised
myself up and sat on the edge of his lap and
wrapped my arms around his neck.
The look of surprise on his face was soon replaced
with a different look. I was wearing a very
low-cut blouse with no bra beneath, and I saw him
take a long look at the dark patches my hardening
nipples made in the material. I shifted my
position a little, and glancing at the growing
protrusion in his lap, I moved my hand down and
dropped it squarely on his cock.
"Hey, Denise," Megan said, "we used to sit there
together, remember?"
"I've never forgotten," I said. I wasn't looking
at Megan when I answered. I was looking in my
Dad's eyes. I gave his growing erection a gentle,
quick squeeze, unknown to Megan. I could feel the
head of it in his pants, could feel it momentarily
throb. Dad was getting turned on by my sitting
there.
Then Megan came over and sat in his lap.
"Gee, Dad, just like old times, huh?" she asked,
smiling. Her gaze went down to his crotch. She
took in the sight, and I could see her eyes widen
as she realized that I was groping our father. She
swallowed.
She moved her hand down and put it in his lap,
then, with her fingers, slowly crawled over to
where my fingers were. She traced down the length
of his bulge with her fingers. Let your fingers do
the walking, I thought.
Dad gasped. His eyes narrowed, and he lay back,
his head against the back of the couch. I squeezed
harder and stroked the head of his cock.
"You like that, huh, Dad?" I asked.
All he did was nod.
Megan looked at me. "Let's take a look at it," she
said.
We both got off his lap. She began unbuckling his
pants as I unzipped them. She reached into his
shorts, pulling the elastic band downward. I could
see a thick mat of dark black pubic hair, and
below that, the beginning of his fat, hard cock.
He moved his weight off his pants and we pulled
them down to his knees, followed by a tug at his
shorts. The elastic band slowly released his cock,
and it flopped back and stood straight up before
the big dick lay against his shirt and lay there,
throbbing.
I gripped his cock at the base, feeling of the
warm hardness beneath my fingers.
"Oh, God, Denise," he moaned.
He grabbed me by the back of the head and pulled
my face to his crotch. I opened my mouth as my
face nearly came into contact with the enormous
red-brown head of his hard cock. I stopped and
took a good look at the cock that I had been
stimulating for so many years by sitting on Dad's
lap.
Now, here it was, pointing straight up in the air,
less than an inch from my face. It was a fat cock,
and, those enormous hairy balls hung low and full,
covered by the thick black hair that surrounded
his cock. The sight of it did something to me. I
squirmed, and I am afraid that I actually
squealed, just a little, with delight at the
sight.
Sitting there so close to me, those big hairy
balls shoved right in my face, he suddenly moved
his hips forward. I opened my mouth and let him
move closer. His cock went right toward my mouth,
pressing against my cheek.
There was a manly but clean taste about that meaty
skin sac that held his big, heavy balls. I loved
the hairy skin, and sucked on his two, cum-laden
orbs slowly, carefully. The skin, though wrinkled
and hairy, was velvety and smooth. I licked his
balls all over, running my tongue from one to the
other as Megan watched in wide-eyed fascination. I
swirled my tongue around and around, wetting his
balls with my saliva. I could hear him moan once
in a while. I could feel the dark hair pressing
against my tongue, and could taste the salty taste
of his skin. It was a turn-on, a thrill I had
never in my life expected.
I moved up to that fat cock sticking up in the
air, and wrapped my mouth around it. I had to open
my mouth nearly as wide as it would go to get it
all in. I began moving my mouth up and down on it,
kneading his balls with my fingers. I felt him
shudder and heard him moan. I could feel the head
of the massive cock at the back of my throat. I
ran my tongue around and around the shaft of it,
popping it out of my mouth. I rubbed my lips
against the giant purple-headed cock, using my
saliva and his pre-cum as a lip balm. I kissed it
from one end to the other, my mouth on his balls
once again.
Then I ran my tongue all the way up the shaft,
flicking it out and licking here and there. I
opened my mouth wide again and plunged the cock
all the way to the back of my mouth.
"Oh, God, I can't stand that, Denise, I'm gonna
cum."
"Go ahead, Dad, cum in her face. Let me see it,"
said Megan.
He shoved the cock back into my mouth, his balls
hitting my chin. Then, he filled the back of my
throat with his hot come. His balls tightened in
my hand, and he shot an enormous load. I tried to
swallow, but each time the big cock jerked and
deposited another hot, sticky load in my mouth,
the stuff dripped down my chin and along the
vein-filled shaft of his cock. It fell down to his
pubic hair and slowly dripped down to his balls.
Megan bent down then and began licking Dad's cum
off his cock and balls. She ran her fingers across
my cheek and then stuck them in her mouth, making
slurping noises with her lips, then sticking out
her tongue and licking her lips.
He pulled out of my mouth and stood in front of
the couch, his hard cock dripping with the cream
from his hairy sac.
As he stepped out of his pants and shorts, he
began removing his shirt. I stood and took off my
blouse, and his gaze didn't move from my nipples.
Megan stood behind him, removing her clothes as
fast as I was. She reached over and touched his
tummy just above his cock. She moved her hand down
and gently brushed the head of his dick, smearing
a little drop of pre-cum across the head. Slowly,
Megan moved her face closer to his cock, touching
the head of it tentatively.
I stared at my sister's body. My sister's tits
were firm, and nearly perfectly round mounds. Each
nipple was deep brown, centering a large, pink
areola, about the size of a silver dollar. Megan's
pubic bush was thick and dark brown.
Megan moved her hand farther down, running a
finger down the shaft of his hard manhood. I could
see her fingers gently tracing the hairs on his
balls.
Dad looked at me, then at Megan's down-covered
twat.
He didn't say a word. He simply reached down and
pulled my panties off, kneeling between my legs. I
could feel his warm, wet tongue on my inner
thighs, flicking in and out, here and there.
I was in another world. I felt his warm hot mouth
on my pussy lips, and I began to gyrate my hips as
my father's tongue moved up and down my inner
lips.
He knelt there, his head between my knees, and
looked up at my tits. "You're beautiful," he said.
He reached up with one hand, gently touching a
nipple, as if afraid that I would stop him. With
the other hand, he reached behind me and pulled me
toward him, then moved my legs farther apart.
"Lovely," he said, looking at my wet pussy. "It's
lovely, Denise." He moved his head down, and with
my legs spread wide, he inserted his tongue into
my wet pussy, sending inexplicable shivers of
delight through my body.
His hands continued working on my tits, too, as he
squeezed first one nipple very gently, then the
other. As his tongue made contact with my clit, I
felt spasms building up within me. I moved away
and sat on the couch, his head following me, his
tongue doing amazing things along my pussy lips
and on my clit.
"I'm going to cum, Daddy," I said.
I did. Spasm after spasm racked my body as I came.
I thrust my groin toward him, making fucking
motions with my hips as I came. At last, he
removed his tongue. He looked up into my eyes.
He sat on the couch beside me, fondling my tits as
Megan stroked his cock. I reached over and put my
hand on Megan's, helping her stroke him slowly. He
kissed me on the lips. "I love you, Denise," he
said. His tongue darted into my mouth, and I
sucked on it.
He gently pushed me over, and I lay on the couch,
my legs spread, waiting for his hard cock to
enter. It did, and I came upon entry, and
continued to come intermittently as he fucked me
really slow.
I felt his cock really throbbing as he shoved it
all the way into me, and kept it there for a few
seconds. Then, he pulled it out and moved up onto
my chest. I reached up and wrapped my fingers
around the base of it and stroked it, pointing it
toward my face.
"Oh, God," Megan said, her fingers working
overtime on her hairy muff. "Oh, God, what a
sight, Dad," she said. "I'm cumming!" She threw
her head back and kicked her legs wildly as she
came, her body writhing and twisting.
I kept stroking him, faster and faster, feeling
his balls bounce on each stroke. His dick was hard
and hot, the skin smooth and exciting. I had never
experienced such a cock in my entire life.
He came then, and I tried to catch the flying man
juice with my mouth. It shot out everywhere, in my
hair, my cheeks, my neck. It seemed that my father
was insatiable, like he could fuck all night long,
and cum again and again.
We lay there, his hard body on top of mine, for
what seemed like forever. Then, we went into my
bedroom, Megan hot on our heels. We lay on the bed
at first, and then, he bent me over, my ass high
in the air. He inserted his cock slowly. I had
never, ever done it doggie-style, always feeling
rather self-conscious. Megan helped. I could feel
her hands on my cunt occasionally as she fondled
Dad's balls as he moved his hard, thick prick
slowly in and out of my cunt.
But with Dad, it was different, as if
experimenting in so many different things was
natural, perfectly normal. Hell, I was so taken
aback, I was ready to try anything once, and twice
if I liked it. As Dad thrust in and out of me,
Megan moved around and looked at me. I reached up
and touched her pussy --- something I had been
wanting to do for a long time. She moved her
crotch closer to me, right against my face.
"Lick that pussy, suck her cunt," Dad said.
I licked along both sides of her pussy, tasting
the juices of the my sister. Then, I found her
clit with my tongue, and I used both hands to
spread her lips apart. I licked her clit, then
moved my tongue all the way around to her ass
hole, then back up to her clit. She gurgled with
excitement as I licked her. I pulled away, and she
grunted her disapproval. I could feel an
outpouring of cunt juices.
I began to finger her, probing with first one
finger, then two. Then, I was able to get three
fingers into her tight little twat. Watching my
three fingers disappear into her cunt all the way
up to the knuckles was something I had never
thought I would see. But then, I was doing a lot
of things that day that I never thought I would
see.
On the up stroke of my fingers, Megan leaned down
and put her tit in my mouth.
Dad began to thrust faster and faster, and I could
feel his balls slamming against my ass. I sucked
on Megan's hard nipple, running my tongue all over
the areola, pressing her nipple back and forth
with my tongue. She moaned.
"Oh, Denise, that feels so good," she said.
With all the attention being paid to my cunt, I
came, an earth-shaking, screaming orgasm building
in the pit of my stomach and raging through my hot
cunt. I screamed.
Dad stopped fucking me from behind, pulling out of
me slowly. Denise looked at Dad's cock with glee.
"Fuck me, Dad," she said.
I lay down on the bed and watched as Megan lay
there and spread her legs. Dad mounted her, his
big cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease. She
grunted her approval as he built up a fast rhythm,
his balls slamming hard into her ass.
She began squirming and moaning, her words
unintelligible gibberish. I moved over and put my
head on her chest, sticking my tongue out and
licking her nipples. I watched with intense
interest as her father pulled out of her, then
slammed his fat cock back into her again.
She writhed and moaned, cumming with a jerk of her
legs as spasms shook her body. My Dad pulled out
of her and rested on his knees, his hand around
his wet, hard cock. He stroked it furiously,
pointing the stiff prick at the two of us girls.
He shot his load again, this time falling mostly
on Megan's belly and my face. I stuck out my
tongue and began licking it up.
I licked all the way from Megan's belly to her
navel, and reached her pubic hair. I flicked my
tongue around the downy bush, then moved further
down and licked one of her pussy lips, then the
other. I pressed my lips against that downy bush,
and felt those wet lips that had seen so much
action just recently. I opened my mouth, and let
my tongue flick out and lick first one pink lip,
then the other. I sent my tongue inside her, and
with my hands, opened her lips. I found her
clitoris with my tongue, and her body jerked when
I pressed against it.
She grabbed the back of my head and pressed my
face against her even harder. She began writhing,
moaning, and I knew she was cumming. I couldn't
believe my cousin was so turned on that she came
that quickly, but she began writhing and moaning,
and just as I touched her clit with my tongue, she
kicked her legs and shouted.
"Oh God, I'm cumming," she groaned. Her whole body
was wracked with spasms, and she thrashed around
for several seconds, then moaned and lay still,
her heart pounding in her chest, her breathing
rapid and deep.
Dad was jacking off again, his semi-stiff prick
suddenly growing back to its massive size. The
purple headed cock stuck up and pointed at my
face. I still had cum on my face, the sticky fluid
liquefying and hardening on my cheeks. I wondered
where he wanted to put it this time.
He simply crawled up Megan's legs, all the while
stroking his cock furiously. He put his cock right
over my face and stroked it, letting his balls
bounce around on my nose and against my lips. I
opened my mouth, letting his bouncing balls fall
into my mouth, sticking out my tongue and licking
his balls once again. They tasted differently than
they did before; this time, they had Megan's cunt
juices and a few other things on them. I shivered
as I felt the hairs on his balls and the wrinkled
skin run across my seeking tongue.
He spread his legs further, and I stuck my tongue
out even farther, licking behind his balls and
very, very close to his ass hole. As I let my
tongue probe gently between his ass cheeks, he
moaned.
"Oh, God, Denise, that's a trip!" he said. He
stroked himself faster then, and his legs began to
jerk and he shifted his weight. In doing so, he
lowered himself on my probing tongue, and I was
able to actually stick my tongue right on his pink
rose bud of an ass hole. There were swirls of hair
around it, and it was a totally different
sensation, feeling his ass hairs against my
tongue.
He grunted, and I could feel drops of his white
cum hit me on the tits as his legs jerked and
muscle spasms swept over his body. He suddenly
just lay down on top of the both of us, and we lay
there for several minutes, catching our breath.
We had to shower and dress shortly after that. We
sat around the living room for a long time,
looking at each other. I wondered how Mom would
feel if she knew about it. I expressed that to
Dad.
"She knows, already," he said. "She's going to
join us next time. We'd talked about this before,
believe me, a number of times."
As it turns out, Mom likes to share Dad's lap and
other things with ut, too.