Entire SMUT CATALOG: Volume 1

by Kimberly Gray

  Shane continued softly kissing her neck while, in the same motion, teasing her cunt with his finger. It was maddening to April. She knew she would soon cum, as did Shane.

  Shane gave April's delicate bud of a clit his full attention, fingertip flicking her pink, swollen bud gently, but with the speed of a jack hammer. The pause between April's moans lessened and lessened. She felt Shane's member long, wide and hard against her hip.

  In a haze, April came.

  Shane felt the contraction of her muscles, and the flow of warm, slick honey dew spreading over his finger, then his hand. He moved the finger from her deep red clit, into her canal, where he began to slide it in and out of her wet interior rapidly.

  The two were completely lost in each other. They never heard the front door open, nor footsteps climb the stairs. As April gushed the last of her precious, sweet, slick cum against Shane's rapidly moving finger they heard a voice, loud and clear.

  “Well, isn't this just fucking lovely,” her father stood in the doorway, arms spread, with a hand on each jamb. He couldn't hide the enormous bulge that lay under his track pants.

  April let out a short, sharp scream, then the two grasped for clothes that weren't there, finally pulling a thin sheet over their naked bodies.

  “Daddy,” April spoke to him with shame in her voice. “Why are you home so early?” she simply didn't know what else to say.

  “I left Jay's house early. I thought we could spend some time together,” he answered. “This must be the famous 'Shane'. Don't get up and I don't want to shake your hand,” Pierre's voice was hard and harsh. “I thought more of you, April,” he finished.

  “I'm sorry daddy, but you must have known I'm not a virgin. Mom buys me the pill.”

  Something had changed in her voice. Surprise and shame had given way to something else.

  Her father sat down on the floor, in the doorway.

  “I know, honey, but to know something isn't the same as seeing it,” he told her.

  Shane remained still and quiet. He measured himself against April's father. They were about the same size and build, he might have an advantage in strength, but not much. He factored in Pierre's boxing prowess and knew, without question, he would get his ass kicked badly if April's father decided to teach him a lesson.

  “Haven't you ever pictured me having sex, daddy?” the question hit both her father and Shane in the face, like the snap of a wet towel.

  “What?” Pierre asked incredulously. He had, if fact, pictured his daughter having sex with him. It was her face, her body, he saw when he jerked off.

  Shane just sat there, a stunned look on his face.

  “Come on, daddy,” April continued in her now clearly, sultry voice. “I see you look at me, especially when I'm wearing skimpy stuff.”

  She had a smile on her face now.

  “You're my daughter,” was all her father was able to get out.

  “So?” April responded, again stunning both Pierre and Shane. “Does that mean you can't fuck me?” April dared him, pulling the sheet that covered her down to her knees, then off using her feet.

  She lay completely naked in front of her father. A quick glance told her Shane was hard.

  “April, no,” Pierre's words were low, excited whispers. “I can't.”

  “Fuck me, daddy,” April stared at him. “I want you inside me. I want you to cum inside me. I always have.”

  A smile still covered her face.

  “I want both of you to fuck me at the same time,” this time looking at her boyfriend. She had never seen him this horny.

  Finally, Shane mustered the courage to speak.

  “I'm in if you are,” he told Pierre bluntly, waiting for a response. He didn't get one.

  April's father peeled off his T-shirt, then his pants, leaving him just as naked as the two on the bed.

  He uttered two words: “My room.”

  April could see how hard her father was. She got up from the bed, taking Shane's hand in one of hers, her father's in the other, and lead the two down the hallway to her parent's room.

  **********

  In the master bedroom, Pierre's excitement overcame any other thoughts he may have. With a single motion he ripped the comforter and sheets from the king size bed, leaving it bare except for the fitted sheet and the pillows.

  April sat on the side of the bed, waiting. Pierre and Shane moved to her. In one hand she took her father's throbbing member, the other, Shane's. Her hands slipped lightly down the entire length of the cocks in her hands. She did so slowly, teasing both of them. Her eyes darted from Shane's to her father's and back. She marveled at the long, wide flesh rods in her hands, waiting for them both to be inside her, filling both her cunt and her rectum.

  She was so wet she was dripping.

  She took the wide, bulbous head of her father's cock past her lips and into her mouth. Her father moaned to the sensation. Moving her head, she caused this flesh bulb to leave and enter her mouth slowly. Then, with a turn of her head, she took Shane's cock head in her mouth, still stroking her father's heavily veined member. She took turns with each cock, while both her father and Shane ached to have her take all their man flesh into her mouth, and down her throat.

  With her father's mushroom head in her mouth, she removed her hand from his hard, smooth shaft and cupped his ball sack. Slowly and fluidly she pushed her head toward his balls, his enormous cock disappearing into her tiny mouth. She took the entire, massive flesh club in her throat, until her lips touched her father's pubic mound. Her father lost all control.

  Two strong hands had April's head by its sides, fingers cupping it from the back. Pierre pushed his daughter's head hard against his mound. He could hear her gagging, he released the pressure, but only a little. Once he heard April's gasp for air, he pulled her head forward again, with all his strength. This time his daughter's saliva spurted from her lips, as they encircled his wide, hard rod. It landed on his pubic mound and hair in thick globules. He continued the hard, vicious fucking of his daughter's mouth until he felt himself stiffen, arms and legs locked.

  With a loud moan straight from his soul, his cock erupted with thick, white, sweet cum.

  April felt her mouth and throat fill past its bursting point. Her father's salty, sweet seed filled every inch of her mouth, as he held her head tight to him. She felt the thick, milky cum and her saliva escape her mouth from the sides. The mixture foamed and fell onto Pierre's pubic mound and spread across his belly. April was trying hard to contain, and swallow, all her father's viscous, white gift. Her throat working as if it were gulping down a glass of water, moving more of the hot, thick daddy cum down her throat and into her stomach.

  When every single drop of his voluminous load had been shot into his daughter's mouth, he extracted his deflating man flesh. He could see his daughter working diligently to swallow all of his warm, sticky seed.

  “Show me,” he told her, gasping for breath.

  April sat back, ass on her heels, and slowly opened her mouth. With her tongue, she worked the last of his cum around its inside until she opened her mouth wide. He could see her mouth was nearly brimming over, full of his cum.

  She looked him directly in his eyes, closed her lips and slowly swallowed the last of his jizz. Finished, she again opened her mouth wide, showing him it was empty, with the exception of a thin white film that covered the inside of her cheeks and tongue.

  “Did I do it good, daddy?” she asked. Just the words brought Pierre back to a full aroused state.

  “Perfect, honey. Just perfect,” he replied in a soft voice.

  “Am I better than mommy, daddy?” April asked in her school girl voice. Pierre felt his cock getting hard again.

  “You're the best, honey,” he told her, a smile on his face.

  Shane had watched every moment, every second of the sex between his girlfriend and her father. His hand had never left his cock. It was a steel rod, covered in smooth, stretched skin. He had April turn her head, and soon felt
her lips and mouth moving along his engorged club.

  “It's my turn,” he thought.

  Pierre had taken a sitting position on the floor. He would have an uninterrupted view of his daughter and this strangers cock. His daughter began her task.

  **********

  After watching his daughter swallow her boyfriend's entire load of hot thick cum, he suggested a break. Something to drink. All agreed. Pierre and Shane put on their boxers, April remained naked, her smooth, curved and firm body made this easy for her.

  Sitting at the kitchen table, beers in their hands, they spoke. April was the first.

  “Daddy,” she started. “Are you going to fuck me?”

  “Only if you want me to, honey,” a strange ease had developed between the three. Questions like this were no longer awkward, but every day. The words they spoke and the acts they committed now seemed so natural, so “right”.

  “I do, daddy. I want you and Shane to fuck me hard and cum inside me, at the same time,” she informed the two.

  “Really, babe?” Shane asked. They had talked about a threesome, but he had always assumed it would be the two of them and another girl. He never could have imagined he would be “double teaming” his girlfriend with her own father.

  “I do. I want to feel a cock inside me and in my ass at the same time. I want to feel the heat of both your cum.”

  All could see her face flush and aroused.

  “Babe, you've never done anal. Are you going to be OK with it? It's going to hurt a bit,” Shane told her what she already knew.

  “I know,” April told both Shane and her father. “Daddy, I want you to cunt fuck me.”

  Pierre could still not fully grasp these words coming out of his petite, nubile Daughter's mouth.

  “And cum inside me, hard,” April continued. “And I want Shane to fuck me in the ass and cum in there.”

  Both Shane and Pierre nodded and smiled.

  “Come on. I can't wait,” April told them, rising from her chair. The two others followed suit and were soon back in the master bedroom.

  **********

  April took control.

  “Daddy, lay on the floor,” she told him, after laying the comforter from the bed down.

  Pierre did as he was told. She then told her boyfriend to do the same. Both were hard and erect, but April thought she could get them even harder.

  She sat cross-legged between them and took both their huge cocks in her tiny hands. She began stroking gently, up and down the full length of their shafts. There was complete silence in the room. With no notice she stopped, and placed her body on top of her father's.

  They started kissing. These were full, tongue kisses being exchanged between father and daughter. The both of them began writhing against each other's bodies.

  April was wet, no, she was soaked. She felt her cum, her honey dew, run slowly down her inner thighs. With one hand she grasped her father's long, hard cock. She could feel it throb in her hands. Lowering herself, she placed its wide head against her weeping cunt and pushed back slowly.

  Pierre felt his smooth, sensitive member moving ever more deeply into his daughter's sopping wet cunt. His hands were on her waist, but he did not push. He allowed his daughter to take in his large, thick man flesh into her small, tight, wet vagina. He soon found himself completely inside his daughter.

  They were moaning together. They had become one.

  April felt herself stretch at the sheer volume of the hard, smooth flesh of her father's cock inside her. She placed her head in the crook of her father's neck and began to move the lower half of her body up and down her father's. She felt the pressure from her father's massive flesh club lessen as she moved up his body, only to return as she moved down, her cunt sleeve being stretched wide.

  Pierre used his grip on his Daughter's hips to help push and pull her the length of his body, feeling his swollen cock move inside her hot, wet void. Her cunt slipped along his members' length from under the head to the root, where he would jam in hard, hearing a small yelp of pain from his daughter as he did so.

  He was amazed. April was so petite, yet she was able to take the full measure of his long, wide club inside her tight, wet cunt. A rhythm was established.

  Shane took a position behind April, resting on one forearm. His head moved to her rhythm, as his tongue licked circles around her tiny, pink anus. The forefinger of his free hand began to probe past her small, tight anus inside her rectum. April moaned with each push of his finger, further inside her rectum. They mixed with the moans of father and daughter fucking.

  Shane had placed enough of his saliva on April's pink asshole so as his finger moved smoothly in and out.

  He mounted her from behind. April could feel everything, and she loved all of the sensations she was experiencing.

  Her father's massive cock inside her tight, little cunt was making her cum over and over. A pool of her honey dew lay on her father's belly. The feeling of her boyfriend's tongue licking her tight anus made her cum even harder. This was heaven, she thought.

  While sliding up and down her father's manhood, April felt her asshole part. Shane was pushing the muffin-like head of his enormous cock hard against this tiny hole. His head passed her anus and entered her.

  She screamed at the pain.

  April's body had tensed and became motionless. The pain of her boyfriends girthy cock head in her rectum was more intense than any she had experienced. She felt her flesh stretched to its limit.

  Her father continued to move under her. Now he was using his hips to fuck her still body. He thrust deep inside her tight, sopping cunt, then withdrew only slightly before stabbing her again with his monstrous flesh knife. Each thrust brought her pleasure, but nothing like what she was experiencing from Shane's assault.

  April felt more and more of her boyfriends thick, smooth man flesh sliding deeper inside her tight rectum. The pain mixed with pleasure was almost unbearable. She let out moan-screams every time Shane's cock moved deeper inside her asshole. She felt the flesh of her rectum and tiny anus stretch even more the further Shane's man spear slid into her. She was weeping openly from the waterfall of sensations splashing up from her pussy and ass, now. Neither her father, nor her boyfriend said a word.

  Shane had buried all his enormity inside April's rectum. Each stroke, in and out, brought a mist of viscous sheen of precum. He heard her moans and sobs, but paid them no attention. His mind was lost in a sea of ecstacy.

  Shane continued to run his long, wide cock in and out of his girlfriend's asshole, bringing screams of euphoria-inducing pain to her lips and an outpour of fluids from around his root. Harder and harder he pushed himself past her tiny anus and into her tight rectum. April's screams were sharp and loud. They seemed to plead for him to end this torture. He did.

  With a final last push that brought a loud scream from April, he ejaculated deep inside her stretched and battered rectum. He came in huge bursts, each one prompting a caveman like grunt from him.

  April's screams lessened in both intensity and duration.

  With his hands tightly gripping her hip bones, he held himself hard inside her. The volume of his cum caused it to burst out around April's tiny anus, dropping in great globs onto the comforter.

  April's back was arched like a cat ready to spring, but she remained still. It was then she could hear the grunts of her father coming inside her slick, wet cunt.

  Pierre poured his enormous load deep inside his daughter's vagina. He saw it seep from her cunt lips and fall to the comforter. He looked at his daughter's face. It was a grimace of pain and ecstasy. Her cum, her slick, sweet honey dew covered him from his navel down, most of it now dry and sticky. His balls still shot his sticky seed into his daughter.

  April felt cum everywhere. In her cunt, her rectum, over her hard, smooth ass cheeks and a film covering her inner thighs.

  She didn't know that she could endure such intense, searing pain, but all that had ended. Now there was just the wetness of her
cum, their cum and fluids. She felt Shane finally withdraw completely and April fell in a heap onto her father's body, soaked and aching.

  Several minutes passed before April rolled off her father to lay on her back between him and her boyfriend. All were gasping for breath. She took both their hands in hers and, closing her eyes, fell into a deep sleep. Her father and boyfriend followed her lead. Soon, all three were in a deep sleep.

  **********

  “What the fuck is going on?” the words were loud and reverberated against the walls of the room. April, her father and her boyfriend, who lay sleeping, naked on the floor, woke instantly, eyes wide.

  Standing above them, in an ice blue, body hugging dress was Lisa, April's mother. Her beautiful face enraged.

  The three on the floor rose and sat on the edge of the bed like one. All were startled, hearts drumming quickly, yet no one sought to cover their naked bodies.

  “Elle,” Pierre began, but any other words became stuck in his throat.

  “Pierre, what the fuck have the three of you been doing?!” Lisa asked, but she knew it was a pointless question. From the appearance of three, she knew exactly what they had been doing.

  “Mommy,” April tried to speak to her mother.

  “Not a sound, young lady!” Lisa's words were like daggers. “Pierre, I'm waiting.”

  “We were fucking, alright!” Pierre's words shocked everyone. “The three of us have been fucking for hours.”

  For some reason, her father's words brought a calm to April and Shane. Their hearts returned to their regular rhythm.

  “You were fucking your own daughter?” Lisa asked. Pierre didn't know if this was a question or a statement.

  “Yes, Elle. We both fucked her at the same time,” he told her, glancing at Shane. “And you know what? It was fucking amazing!” his eyes had looked at his wife's eyes. He could see her body shaking. Tears formed in her eyes.

  “Why?” Lisa was almost crying by this time.

  “Let us show you why,” Pierre responded, lust in his voice. He grew hard again, as did Shane. His daughter was rubbing herself lightly between her legs. Lisa stood silent.

  Pierre rose from the bed and, while kissing his wife deeply, unzipped her dress at the back. It fell to the floor.