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Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep10

Molly looked up at her father again. He was breathing heavily. A vein throbbed on the side of his forehead. He

seemed to be doing everything not to look in his daughter's direction. Molly saw her father's penis. It looked

even larger now. And suddenly Molly knew exactly what she needed to do..

"Daddy..." Molly said it lower now. Like a whisper or a confession. She stalked over to her father. Stood in front of

him. Both of them panting like they'd run a race.

"Hurts so bad..." her father muttered.

too," Molly said, "I'm sorry Daddy, but | need..."

She couldn't even finish getting the words out before her hand shot down and gripped her father's massive cock.

Molly flinched. She waited for her father to shout. To scream. To rip himself away. Instead he did the one thing

she didn't expect. He groaned.

"Oh baby."

"I know," Molly said. And she did know. The innocent 18-year-old had never even touched a penis before. But she

knew exactly what she needed to do with it now.

Molly reached up and pulled her father's face to hers. She pressed her lips to his in a most undaughterly way.

Snaked her little tongue into his mouth. Both of them gasped, like getting a first burst of oxygen after holding

back for so long. Molly's father's hands slid up her flanks and grasped her oversized tits. They both sighed,

again, in unison. Her Dad's hands felt so rough and strong on Molly's breasts. Kneading and squeezing with equal

passion and hunger. Molly had never had someone touch her there. She'd been vaguely aware of how her tits

might sometimes act like a live wire down to her pussy. Like when she rubbed herself. But this. Something about

the way her father held her breasts made Molly's pussy fucking throb. Like it wasn't already pulsing like crazy.

Molly let herself fall backwards, pulling her Dad down with her by the dick. She spread her legs wide. Pulled her

father forward. A thousand things shouted in Molly's mind. About how wrong this was. She wasn't supposed to be

fucking, not in the middle of a campground. Not with her Daddy. Oh, Molly loved him so much and yet she

couldn't imagine ever doing something so brazen. So wanton. And yet spart of her required it. No option.

Only need. "Daddy," she gasped between kisses.

"I'm sorry baby," James said, "I can't..."

"Please Daddy put it in me. | promise to be good."

Molly grabbed her Dad's cock, tightly, lined it up with her aching snatch and...

"Nooooo!" Molly's mother screamed. She raced over and tackled the two of them, shoving Molly away from her

father. At first, Molly thought Christine was doing a very motherly thing: trying to keep her daughter (and

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husband) from making a terrible, awful mistake.

But then Molly watched, stunned, as her mother grabbed her father's cock, possessively. She saw the hungry

look in her Mom's eyes and realized that, no, Christine just wanted that Daddy dick for herself.

"God. Oh Chrissie," James said, "I don't know what coverand..."

"Shut up dammit," Christine said, "That's supposed to be my cock."

"I'm sorry, honey." James was on his back now, his penis pointing upwards at the sky. His wife, Molly's Mom, knelt

over him, holding his pulsing penis tight in her fist. Her tiny breasts trembling. Her nipples looked almost sharp.

Christine looked her daughter down, like dominating a puppy. Then she climbed on top of her husband as

casually as if they were in their marriage bed. She pushed him onto his back and in one thrust jammed his cock

into her pussy. They both groaned as they made contact.

Molly sat back, blown. Her pussy aching even worse than before. It needed something. Anything. Molly cast

about for something even mildly cock-shaped but cup with nothing. She lay on the grass and watched her

parents fuck in front of her. Ground her hips together like it might at least hold off the urges.

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Molly jammed her hand between her legs and started strumming her clit furiously. The blonde teen had

masturbated before -- many times, if she was honest with herself. As much as one could be said to be 'good' at

rubbing one out, Molly was good at it. She'd figured out the exact angle to hold her fingers in her sloppy channel,

the perfect rhythm to work her clit. She could squeeze out a good cum in about five minutes if she wanted and

could run multiples if she had the tto really settle in. She'd even squirted once after a particularly intense

session.

In other words, if anyone on Earth was capable of giving herself an orgasm in a tof absolute need, it was

Molly. Yet now her frantic clit-flicking seemed barely to help. Her pleasure was a whisper, begging to be heard

over the cacophony of a heavy metal band amped up to 11. She rubbed harder. Faster. It only seemed to

increase the pain.

Meanwhile, Molly's mother slammed herself onto her husband with abandon on the grass nearby. James reached

up and squeezed his wife's tits. He moaned in what almost sounded like frustration. "Mommy. Daddy, I..."

Christine slowed. She looked over and saw her daughter staring back at both of them. Tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," the blonde teenager said, "I know | can't. But it hurts. | need it so bad."

Christine looked at her daughter, and her face softened. To Molly's shock, her mother slowly nodded and began

slipping off her husband's cock. Her pussy making squelching sounds as it reluctantly let go. James kept trying to

fuck upward, frantic as his wife withdrew. His cock glistened with her juices.

"Chrissie," he moaned.

"I know, baby, | know," Christine said, cooing, "I need it too. But fuck. We need to be there for our daughter. We

have to help her first."

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ridiculousness. None of this made

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Christine turned to her daughter and smiled warmly. "It's OK, sweetie. | know you need it. Go ahead." She

reached over to Molly's shoulders and pulled her forward, so she was down on all fours. Presenting the young

blonde's virginal cunt to her father.

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cock. She placed the head right at his

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mother suddenly paused. Oh fuck.

Was she rethinking it? Oh, Molly

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father's was so big and perfect it had

to be him. Molly decided she would

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"Oh God, | don't think I can," James moaned.

"You've got to, honey," Christine said, "We've got to. | know this is insane and yet | know that this is the best way.

The only way. You just have to promise." "Anything," James said.

"You're going to be with your daughter," Christine said it so casually, like they were talking about dancing rather

than fucking. "To help her. | know. But when it's time. It's still my cock and | want you to... Need you to put it in

me. You know what I'm saying?"

"Yes, baby, of course," James said.