Her mother was stretched out naked on the table top. Her legs were wrapped around Jack's waist and her hands were clasped behind his head as he bent over her, resting on his arms. Sharon had never seen her mother naked, and was surprised at what a nice figure she had.
"Oh, God, Doris!" Jack groaned. "Oh, fuck, honey! Damn, what a pussy! Aaarrrggghhh! Doesmy cock feel good inside you?"
"Jesus, yes, Jack! Oh, Lord! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Pump it, dear! Hunch that beautiful prick into me! I want to feel every inch of it!"
The fucking couple couldn't see the girl in the doorway. Jack slithered his milk-covered pole out to the end and crammed it in again, forcing it deep into the woman's belly until his balls were resting against her asshole. Then he did it again. With each plunge his body vibrated as though the juicy twat were tickling his dick.
"Oh, Christ, Doris!" Jack moaned. "What a beautiful fuck you are!Uuunnnggghhh! You're so tight!"
"I love your prick, too, Jack!" she panted. "God! It's clear up to my chest!Aaaggghhh! Oh, honey! Do it! Harder! Now! That's it! Faster! Oh, Jack!"
The woman writhed and twisted on her back, hunching her hips up to the plunging pecker. The wet sounds of fucking filled the neat little kitchen.
For the second time in less than an hour, Sharon felt faint. She had always assumed that her mother and Jack were fucking, even before they were married. But to see them do it was something else again. She leaned weakly against the doorjamb, unable to tear her eyes from the scene before her.
"Doris! Oh, God, baby! Hunch it, sweetheart! Hunch it! Ungh… ungh!"
"Jjjaaaccckkk!" Doris shrieked. "Oh, God, honey! Pound that cunny! gggnnnuuuggghhh! I can't believe it! I've never enjoyed fucking as much as this! Oh, God, honey! Cram it in! Give me all of it!Aaaggghhh!"
The young girl shivered as she watched the massive shaft slither in and out of her mother's twat. It was covered with white cream, and even though she couldn't see all of it, she knew that it was bigger than Allan's. Sharon gripped the doorframe tightly, wishing she could bolt and leave. But she couldn't.
"Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Jack! You're making me come! Oh, God! Oh, dear! Pump it! Pump it! Uuunnnggghhh! Darling!Give me that cock! Aaaggghhh!"
Jack grunted as he speared his long shaft in and out of the creamy tunnel. His pelvis banged against the woman's hairy snatch as he darted his thick muscle in again and again. "God, Doris! It won't be long! Ungh… ungh! Oh, Jesus! Uuunnnggghhh! It's coming! I can feel it coming!"
"Jjjaaaccckkk!" Doris screeched. "Now, honey! Now! Now! Wwwhhhuuunnnggg! Oh, God! Please! Please!"
The woman's back arched off the table and her fingers dug into the man's neck. She thrashed and writhed with climax. Her big, heavy tits jiggled as she squirmed her erupting cunny on the massive shaft.
Jack's back and legs stiffened, then he jerked and vibrated as his boiling cum shot out of his dick into the deep dark tunnel. His chest heaved and he gasped for breath as he bent down to flatten the woman's tits and press his cheek against hers.
"Ooohhh, Jack!" Doris moaned quietly. "You make me come every time!"
"That's good!" he grunted, raising up. He began backing up slowly, slithering his cum-streaked prick from the juicy tunnel. When the head popped out, fluid drained from her dilated opening and ran in a stream onto the floor. "Lie still a minute, dear. I'll get some paper towels for your…"
He stopped as he turned and saw Sharon in the doorway. His face turned a bright red and his eyes bugged out.
"What's the matter, dear?" Doris asked. Then she raised up to a sitting position, followed Jack's gaze, and saw her daughter. "Oh, my God! Sharon! What are you doing here?"
It was a second before the girl could find her voice and reply. "I live here, remember?" she croaked with agony.
"Oh, Lord!" Doris jumped off the table and snatched up two robes that were draped over the back of a chair. She handed one to Jack, who was still staring at Sharon numbly, then slipped into hers quickly. Liquid still dripped from Doris' twat onto the floor between her feet as she buttoned the garment and stared at her daughter. "Put your robe on, Jack," she whimpered. "Hurry."
Sharon glanced quickly at Jack's prick before he covered it up. When it was hard, it was bigger than Allan's. But now it was wilting rapidly, sinking down against his heavy balls.
"Why did you come home, Sharon?" Doris asked plaintively. "You weren't supposed to come back 'til we called you!"
"I know, Mom." The girl hesitated. "But I knew you were home early. I… I got this."
Sharon pulled the envelope from under her sweater and handed it to her mother. Then she waited as Doris glanced at the address, gulped, then took out the contents.
"Sharon!" Doris wailed. "How did you get this? How did you ever get ahold of this? Look, Jack!" She handed the letter and pictures over to her husband.
The girl's legs wouldn't hold her up any longer. She reeled to a chair and sat down, holding her hands in her lap and staring at them, unable to look at her parents. "You… you don't know where it went, do you? Well, I do. The Mortons. That's where it went. I found it there."
"The Mortons!" Doris cried. "Oh, no! Not them!"
Jack shook his head with amazement. "For Christ sake! Of all people!"
"Oh, honey!" Doris whimpered. "What can I say?" She pulled out another chair at the table and sat down limply. "We didn't know! Believe me! We didn't know!"
Sharon gulped and shrugged her shoulders. "What difference does it make, Mom? The thing is, I know all about it. I couldn't believe it, but now I know it's true."
"Honey, you must believe us," Jack said quickly. "We've never done anything like this before. Your mother and I thought, well, that it would be fun to try it once. We're, ahhh, not as young as we used to be, and we thought something like that might be exciting."
"That's right, Sharon," Doris said. "Please believe us."
The girl raised her eyes and looked at her mother sadly. "But you were eating Jan. You were eating her pussy. You never did that to me." She looked at Jack. "Did you fuck my sister, too? Did you stick your big thing in Jan's cunt, too?"
The man glanced at his wife nervously, then cast his gaze on the floor and nodded. "Yes. I've… I've done it to Jan, too."
Doris stood up, hurried to her daughter, and knelt at her feet, looking up at her pleadingly. "Honey, the only reason we didn't let you in on it is because you were so young. We didn't want you to get involved in anything like that 'til you were older. Do you understand?"
Sharon shook her head. "No. No, I don't understand."
All of the agony and frustration Sharon had felt during the last several days spilled forth. She told them exactly what she had done with the Mortons, covering each experience thoroughly. She told them about sucking and fucking and the dog and Barb and everything. It all came out in a flood, with the words tumbling over themselves. When she was through, tears were running down her cheeks and she was choking back sobs.
"Oh, darling!" Doris said soothingly. "If I'd only known! Believe me, we didn't! Please stop crying, dear. It's not going to help anything." Doris stood up and looked at her husband helplessly. "What can we do now?"
Jack sighed, stepped to the counter and put the envelope down. "Doris, I don't see any logical reason to keep anything from her now. After Sharon's experience at the Mortons, I think she should be allowed to join us."
Doris nodded, tilted her daughter's chin up, and looked at her tenderly. "Do you want to, honey? Would you like to do those things with us?"
"Uh-huh! I really would, Mom. We're all family, aren't we?"
"We sure are, sweetheart." Jack crossed the room, pulled her up from the chair, and threw his arms around her. "In a way, I'm glad you found out. It's going to be a lot better when we don't have to hide anything from you."
Sharon felt Jack's cock pulsing into a hard-on under his robe. It pushed against her belly as it swelled to an erection. As he held her tightly, she slid a hand into the opening of his robe and curled her fingers around his hot, throbbing shaft. "Oh, Jack!"