Unspoken Pleasure

He was clearly having trouble speaking. His grip began to falter. His backside moved more erratically.

"OOoooo, I think your Daddy's getting close," Christine said. She stood up and walked over to stand next to her husband. "Are you ready, baby? Are you going to cum with your father?"

Oh God. Cum? Molly couldn't stop cumming. She'd had so much illicit pleasure. All the sex they'd shared. Molly thought she'd seen all of what it had to offer her. And yet, she saw something in the distance. Felt it. A rumble of thunder echoing across a valley. A sense of something headed her way. Getting ever closer.

"Mol...? Molly?" James voice wavered while he spoke. "Daddy's getting... I'm getting close, baby. I can feel it. God, you feel so good and I can't hold back."

Molly grunted, tried to push words out of her mouth, but it came out only as meaningless sound. She felt her mother squeeze her hand, tightly.

"Tell your Daddy what you want," Christine said.

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"Use your words," Christine said.

"Please Daddy, I want your cum so bad," Molly said. Now that she was finally able to talk, the words streamed out of her. The way her father's cum was about to stream into her wanting womb. "Give me your baby. Breed me. Please Daddy I'm going to cum so good and I need you to fill me up.

"Are you sure, baby?" James asked. "I can still, ungh, I can pull out. Cover your tremendous titties. I'll put it in your mouth. In your -- ohgod -- in your tight little bum."

"No Daddy put it insiiiiiide me," Molly said, "Give it to me. Put your baby in your baby girl. I want your load in my cunt. Your seed in my womb. Your baby in my belly. I want to be round and full and look at you and know you did that to me. I want you to feel my big tummy and know it's yours."

"Give it to her James," Christine said. She leaned up against her husband. She kissed his cheek. Then she reached down and carefully cupped his balls. "Feel that? It's all going inside your daughter."

"Oh God," James said. Molly reached down and found her clitty. She started rubbing it for all it was worth. The storm -- that massive, roiling cum -- was getting closer. Gaining speed at an almost alarming rate.

Molly worked herself so hard, she was practically slapping her pussy. She could feel her father's dick driving into her, slipping past the tips of her fingers.

"Oh. Oh baby girl," James said. His whole body began to shake. "It's... I can't... Oh god YES!"

Time slowed. Molly's father froze in place. His hands squeezing her hips so hard it hurt. Her backside slowly lifted into the air. Arching upwards. Her pussy practically sparked as she crested. Her hands dropped to her sides. She went stiff as a board. Then limp.

Already ensconced in ecstasy, the first hot splash of her father's cum ricocheted past Molly's cervix and sent her to another world entirely. The bliss exploded out of her pussy. Blasted through her arms, to her fingers. Her feet down to her toes. Her fucking hair was fucking cumming and Molly really thought she might be dying, the ecstasy was so incredible.

"Oh god, DAAAADDDDY!" she screamed. Her whole body shook uncontrollable. Her massive breasts flopped and floundered. Her ass trembled and her pussy, impossibly, clamped down so hard she was afraid it might rip her Daddy's dick right off.

The next spurt filled her pussy and Molly went even higher now. Each injection of fertile sperm took her further past what she'd truly believed was the limits of human pleasure.

"CuMMMMMING!" Molly didn't even realize the words were coming out of her. "Oh, I'm cuummmming on my Daddy's cock. He's filling me up so GOOOOD. Putting his baby in me. Oh OH OHHHHHHH OH OOOOOoooooh!"

"Oh yes, Molly. Oh God. That's a good girl. Take it. Take it allIIII," James rambled onwards. Father and daughter found each other there, in the heaven they'd created. Molly felt her Dad embrace her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. Like holding on to a life preserver while she dropped down a waterfall.

Her father's next ejaculation felt a little weaker. The next weaker still. Instead of a great firing cannon, James' cock became more like a faucet, leaking cum into his daughter's spasming cunt. Molly's pussy flexed and tightened, driving to draw out every bit of her father's spend. Each another orgasmic burst of bliss, growing ever smaller.

As the ecstasy slowly released its grip on her, Molly felt an odd sense of relief. She'd never known how pleasure could almost overtake you. How frightening it could be in all that wonder. But she'd survived it. Somehow.

Her consciousness floated back down to the bed, like a feather in an updraft. She felt her father's body pressed against hers. Both of them dripping with sweat and far other, less appropriate, liquids. She could smell her tangy pussy mixed with her father's salty cum. The spice of the scotch lingered in her nose and tongue.

She heard her father panting. "Oh Molly. Oh, my baby girl. You did so good. Oh, God I love you so much, Molly."

She heard herself talking, too. "Did I? Oh, did I do good for you Daddy? I tried so hard. God, I feel so full. So full of you. Your salty, sexy stuff. I took it all, Daddy. Did you see? Your little girl took your big, thick cock and all that incredible cum. Your massive load is in my tiny pussy Daddy, can you see?"

Molly spread her legs. Her father's cock slipped out, soft. A big warm glob of white liquid ran out with it, right down to her asshole.

"Naughty sperms," Christine said. Molly watched, still in shock, as her mother reached down and pushed her husband's semen back into her daughter's fertile snatch. "Stay in there where you belong."

"Did I do good, Mommy?" Molly asked.

"Oh, honey you were the best," Christine said, "You did so good for your Daddy. I'm super proud of both of you. My perfect, wonderful family."

James rolled over and kissed his wife. Christine wrapped her arms around him. It was the most loving Molly could remember her parents acting in a long time. She smiled, seeing her father's cock leave a little white drip down his wife's bare thigh. Christine barely noticed.

"Not me, you dope," she said, not unkindly, "Go be with your daughter."

"I love you both so much," James said. He lay down on the bed, rested his head right on Molly's huge tit. Molly kissed the top of his head lovingly. She felt her mother curl up on her other side. The three of them started to drift off. "Mommy, do you want me to do, you know, anything for you?" Molly asked, barely conscious.

"Oh Honey, you're so sweet," Christine said, "I already came before. When you and your Daddy were fucking, I rubbed myself freaking silly. But it's very kind of you to ask."

"We have an amazing daughter," James said, mumbling.

"We have an amazing family," Molly said.

"Damn straight," Christine agreed. Molly didn't remember falling asleep. She woke up sometime way later in the day, naked, still wrapped in both her parent's arms.