Friday, December 21, 2012

"I Saw Mommy Fucking Santa Claus"

MERRY CHRISTMAS, HUMPERHEADS! HERE IS OUR CHRISTMAS GIFT TO YOUR WEE WEE OR YOUR CUNNY!
Starring Christmasy massively-mammaried minx Hilda Humper and her holiday-inspired twelve-inch titanically-dicked son Henry Humper in:

"I Saw Mommy Fucking Santa Claus"
Written by Victor C. Nathan and Chantal Lefleur
Edited by Victor C. Nathan


"Jiggly balls! Jiggly balls! Uhhh, uhhh, fuck! Jiggly as you thrust! Ohhh! Oh, what fun it is to fuck as you play with my big bust!" Hilda Humper sang, naked on her back as her dangerously large titties flopped up and down on her body while the mall Santa worked, while he literally jammed his long prick in and out of her vagina, both of her legs bent and up in the air. "Come on, Santa! Ohhhh, that's the way to fuck me! Hump my pussy and make my boobs bounce! Ohhhhhh, shiiiittt, yeeeaaaahhh! Fuck me like you just found a big-tittied elf you got lucky with!"

"Oh, Miss Humper," the mall Santa, who was named Joe groaned as he pounded and plunged inside her long tunnel of pussy and occasionally cupped one of her knockers. "I've never seen any elf with tits as big as yours! Ohhhh, yeah! How does that feel?"

"Like Santa's planting the North Pole right up my cunny!" she swooned, fingering her moist nub as he pummeled her huge-breasted, huge-bubble-assed body like a dream. "I hope those kids at the mall won't miss you too much! Tee hee hee! But who cares about ankle-biters when you can get fucked, right, Kris fucking Kringle?"

"I'm sure they do miss me, Miss Humper," the mall Santa answered earnestly as he thrust in and out of her love canal a few more times. "I had better get back there soon before they find out I'm gone and fire me."

"Tee hee hee," Hilda giggled, wrapping her legs tightly around Joe's torso and crossing her ankles behind his back. "Let the little bastards wait. I don't give a shit. What's more important, my orgasm or those little snot-nosed greedy brats telling you what they want for Christmas?"

"Ohhhh, don't tempt me to stay longer, Miss Humper," Joe managed, capturing one of her bouncing breasts by the nipple and areola and latching on like a hungry man at a buffet. "You don't want me to lose my job, do you?"

"No, Santa, but little Hildy has Santa's weeeee weeeeee on her Christmas list," Hilda swooned as Joe jacked his cock up and down athwart her, making a squishing sound as his manhood worked her natural juices in and out of her pussy and caused her bazoom bouncers to careen around like fucking crazy. "Doesn't Santa always try to make sure little girls get the gifts they want for Christmas, even the ones on his naughty list? Ohhhh, yeah, fuck me!"

"Ha ha!" the mall Santa laughed, finally planting the full length of his sausage of a wiener balls deep in his bust-gifted lover as the semen streamed out of him at last. "Aaaaaahhhh, that feels good, Miss Humper! But you are no 'little girl', ma'am. There is nothing little about you except the size of your waist. But you are definitely very naughty."

Hilda too orgasmed and then they were done. As she helped Joe get back into his
Santa suit for work, she toyed with his penis and kept shoving her horny headlights against various parts of his body. It was then that Hilda heard the front door downstairs open and then abruptly slam shut.

"Mom, I'm fuckin' home and I'm as horny as shit!" her son Henry yelled unashamedly as he strode into the house.

"Wow, you fuck your son too?" Santa Joe looked at her as she zipped up the fly of his red pants and cupped his pecker and sack, the one not filled with toys as she rubbed her glorious naked tits against his stomach.

"Oh, Joe, I fuck anything with a penis attached to it, baby," Hilda informed him unashamedly as he got in one last lascivious grope of her inflated chest. "Now you better go be merry and quit thinking about your elfhood now. We can take care of your big candy cane again after Christmas. I put my phone number in your pants pocket, you dirty horny fucking Santa."

"I had fun, Miss Humper. Can we do this again sometime?" Joe inquired sincerely as he still gawked at her big bouncy boobs. "I mean, it's not every day that someone like me gets to meet a hot, horny woman like you, he he. Especially not a hot, horny woman with a rack as big as yours."

"Tee hee hee, Santa," Hilda responded sweetly as she pushed her boobs aside momentarily while she leaned over to put her shorts back on. "Anytime, sweetie pie."

Hilda walked out of her bedroom with Santa, wearing only her shorts, her ponderous, pendulous flesh puppies swaying wildly with every step, bouncing up towards her face and down again to hit her chest, making a loud slapping noise.

"Hey, Mom," Henry greeted his heavily-titted mother as he met them halfway up the staircase. "Who's your new friend?"

"Henry, sweetie," Hilda replied politely as her bazooms bobbed with every step. "This is the mall Santa, Joe. Joe, this is my son, Henry."

"Hey, Santa," Henry said in an amused voice, looking at his mom's amazon melon knockers knock into each other as he tried to hold in a snicker. "Looks like ol' Saint Nick just got some pussy, huh? Did you come down the chimney or just in her? Ha ha ha!"

"Nice meetin' you," Joe managed with a little embarrassment, glancing back for one more eyeful of her honeydew honkers as he reached the door. "But Henry, man, I don't blame you for going to bed with your mom. I mean, if I had a mom with boobs that big, I would bang her till she rattled, conventions be damned."

"You got that right, Joe," Henry agreed, moving towards his mother and squeezing both of her round buoyant boats of titmeat without shame. "But give her a call when you need to get some, okay? Mom's pussy is a fun place to put your wee wee, as you just found out, I' m sure. Have a good one."

"You too, Henry, and Hilda, it was wonderful poking, er, I mean meeting you," Joe stammered, donning his Santa cap and then darting out the door.

"Mommy's fucking Santa! Mommy's fucking Santa!" the eighteen-year-old male Humper sang annoyingly to his mother as he smacked her proud mams in turn. 

"Alright, Mom," Henry said with a low chuckle as he pawed at her ample assets with his large hands. "How on earth did you end up fucking the mall Santa? I thought you were trying to get your last minute Christmas shopping done."

"Well, tee hee hee, Henry," Hilda giggled girlishly as she placed her hands on her chest plumpers and juggled them up and down. "I was shopping for a few hours when I walked past the Santa's Village they have set up out there at Rosewood Mall and saw Santa sitting there with a bunch of little kiddies lining up to tell him what they wanted for Christmas. I figured I'd give him my list too, ya know? I mean, if the kids can tell him what they really want, then why can't I? Anyway, I got to the head of the line, sat down on the big guy's lap and his eyes nearly bugged right out of his head when he stole a look at my knockers, tee hee. So I leaned up really close, pushed these big babies of mine right up into his face and whispered my wish list right into his ear, tee hee. You should have seen how red he turned. It was a naughty motherfucking wish list too, sex toys and whatnot! It was just too fucking funny, but I guess ya had to be there. Plus, I did get all the gifts I needed for Christmas, and we can open some of those fuckers tonight."

"Well, you just gave Santa a good rogering," Henry said huskily, leaning in to kiss her bare neck and to pinch and grope her bare but firm gobs of gazonga globe as his crotch rubbed against her body. "How about a little you and me?"

"A little you and me what?" Hilda told her boy with a laugh, her little pair of shorts hugging her big ass while her wobbling monstrous boobs and the rest of her were so liberated and blessedly nude. "Awwww, does baby want Mommy to give him the Santa treatment? Awwwww, that is so ceeeuuuuteee, little baby boy."

"Not half as cute as you look in that little tiny pair of jogging shorts," he replied, kissing each of her expansive areolas in turn. "Or as cute as those ridiculously large tankers of yours look all naked as a jay bird on Christmas Eve."

"But Henry," Hilda said with a deep sigh, her bodacious boobage jutting out provocatively in front of her, causing Henry's trouser snake to leap with anticipation inside his Levi jeans and Fruit of the Loom underwear. "It's Christmas Eve, baby. I have to get all these presents wrapped and under the tree. I have to get the food ready for tomorrow and then I have to clean up before Granny June and Grandpa Ward arrive tomorrow morning. I can't take the time to play with wee wee right now. Can't you take him into your room and shove that old Chelsea Charms video into the machine?"

"Awww, but, Mom," Henry whined, lowering his head to suckle one of her pert pink nipples as his hand strayed in the direction of her pubic bone, rubbing her private area salaciously through the thin fabric of her shorts. "I don't want Chelsea Charms, Mom. Her boobs look too fake. I want your boobs, cause they look real."

"They are real, baby. Tee hee. Every fucking inch of my fleshy boobs are real," Hilda told him sweetly, drumming her little fingers on the inflated crotch of his blue jeans. "It's just that I have so much to do to get ready for tonight."

But sure enough...........

"Oh, baby boy, that thing looks so swollen," the busty Humper observed, lying on her back still wearing only her shorts as she rubbed a whole handful of lotion into her skin, slathering it back and forth between her J-cupped gems, getting it slippery down where the cleavage got deep. "That's one mean looking Christmas erection, Sugar Wean. Oh, shit, but it's swollen up, Henry. So big and thick and long and ready to get slippy and slidey."

"Are you ready, Mommy?" Henry asked anxiously as he jammed his now fully tumescent organ between her gigantic globes, seeing himself disappear within the deep canyon of her cleavage until his entire organ was gone from his view, surrounded on all sides by the soft, smooth and slippery flesh of her marvelous mammaries, his finely down-covered testicles slapping at her taut abdomen as he began to move up and down within the firm grasp of her slickly lubricated cleavage cunny. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" His fertile fuckstick foraged in her deep, dark cleavage, running into Hilda's tongue as she jutted it out to lavish oral attention on the apple head of his pee wee as it briefly appeared at the top of the canyon. There was a distinct noise, a sloshing, waterfall kind of noise as he worked it vigorously, traveling up and down the corridor between her two roomy flesh pillows, almost as though he were a child again, enjoying a ride on the Slip-n-Slide that Hilda had bought for Henry and Harriet when they were little.

The entire twelve inches of Henry's hose of a horsecock penetrated Hilda's bare chest, horizontally touching the place between her two bounty bazooms as she gripped her cute cans with both hands and curled them around his long trunk to make the slide, though slippery and noisy and fun, a tight one.

"Slippy Mommy your sticky, tee hee hee!" Hilda tittered as he plowed her topsy swervy titters at that moment. "Slidey Mommy your mansy meat stick, tee hee! Oh, it squeaks loud as motherfucking, titfucking shit when you titfuck me, baby boy! Work your Wean Machine a little harder and I'll suck 'im as he moves!"

"Oh, and to think we might have left all this off for wrapping silly consumerist gifts!" Henry exclaimed, cramming and jamming his severely swollen stalk between the two oasises of teatsiedom that he gave a squeaky, loud and humorous wee weeing to. "And I come home and find 'Mommy's fucking Santa! Mommy's fucking Santa!' Ohhh, fuck, I'm gonna dick your triple-J wee wee fuckin' tits so fuckin' hard, you naughty strumpet! Ohhhhh, uhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhh, fuuuucccckkkk, it feels so good in here!"

"Tee hee hee," Hilda giggled, her big bags of boobflesh quivering and shaking with each spasm of laughter. "I wonder what my baby boy has in his big ol' Santa sack, tee hee." Reaching down with her dainty hand, she gave his dangling gonads a gentle squeeze. "I think that Santa sack of ours is full of lots of treats for Mommy!" Hilda stroked and kneaded his scrotum as though she were rattling a gift to try and guess its contents. "I bet there's lots of my baby boy's ooey gooey sticky shit, mmmm," Hilda moaned, sticking her tongue out at the appropriate moment to give Henry a quick "wiggler" in his urethral orifice that made Henry groan out loud at the sensations that coursed through his body. His rigid planting tool continued to ply its way through the tight flesh trap formed by Hilda's gigantic globes, made even tighter when she loosened her grasp on his trouser snake and pressed her breasts together to form a tighter sheath around her boy's male organ.

Henry placed his hands at the side of her jumping, currently fucking teats and then began to buck hard at the waist, the 'eek, eek, eek' of hard wee wee on soft lubricated boobie flesh resounding throughout the spacious bedroom. Hilda in turn leaned her head slightly forward and took the first few inches of his dick into her mouth and got a quick suck in as he pounded her cleavage with his leaky protruding peter.

"That's it, baby. Pound 'em! Fuck 'em hard!" the mother encouraged her well-hung boy, as his foot-longer started slipping and sliding faster and faster, now slipping and sliding in and out of her mouth as well. "Give Momma's boobs and her mouth a good fuckin', big guy!"

"Ohhhh, ohhhhh," Henry managed, working like a skillful logjammer, ramming his tree between her holy Humper hills. "Just keep your Santa-suckin' mouth open wide, cause it's about to get a mouthful of magical holiday semen! Ohhhhh, shiiiiittttttt, ohhhhhh, fuuuucccckkkk! I almost can't turn back now, Mom!"

"Let it out, baby. Let it all out," Hilda urged, lapping at a droplet of pre-cum that leaked from Henry's pee pee pole's wee wee hole. "Give it all to Mommy, baby. Empty that big ol' Santa sack."

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Henry grunted, finally losing the ability to stave off the inevitable and giving in and letting go. Huge amounts of rope-like strings of sticky baby batter were ejected forcefully from the huge apple head of Henry's wee wee as Hilda guzzled, drinking him down as fast as she was physically capable of doing, her oversized hooters bouncing and jouncing while she made a valiant attempt to capture and enjoy every single morsel.

"Oh, Henry," she was finally able to say as the thick stream became merely a dribble again and she could use her tongue to wipe her lips and chin. "Baby, I love your balls! That was some huge fucking Christmas treat in that sack of yours, Henry, tee hee hee."

"You got that titterfuckin' right," Henry agreed with a satisfied sigh of orgasmic satisfaction, having finally found sexual relief and release, euphoric and cathartic as it was between his mother's colossal udder jubblies and inside her mouth and throat when she finally drank from his penis. And the fact that it was the holiday season only made it feel like one big up close and personal present, a sweet sensual gift to his wee wee for Christmas. But the boy and his hulking huge high school cock were both quite sure that his busting-to-the-ceiling mother and her overwrought orbs were a gift that would keep on giving, and then giving and giving and giving some more sex, whether it was boob sex, mouth sex or just plain old honey cunny sex. Henry Humper hauled his sleek well-working organ from out her mouth and then from out her deep mysterious cleavage and toppled to the bed beside her topless and top-heavy body that was now speckled with cum.

"You did that well, Henry," Hilda observed with a smirk that smoldered with sexual possibilities yet to come. "And motherfuck it all, if your dick isn't heeeuuugeerrr than shit, pardon my grammatical liberties! Tee hee hee!"

"It's because it's Christmas, Mom, ha ha," Henry laughed, giving his overendowed mother a gentle poke in her left breast as she instinctively reached out with her hand to stroke and fondle the large private part between his legs. "Everything is more generous at Christmas, even Mr. Wean. That was sure some motherfucking fun shit."

"Yes it was, baby," Hilda sighed, leaning back against the pillow and closing her eyes, just relaxing and savoring the feel of his hands as they pawed and played with her gigantic jubblies as she continued to tickle and tease his male appendage, surprised that it was already standing nearly at attention again, even though it had only been mere minutes since their last sexual interlude.

"Mommy, he's hard again," Henry told her, stating the patently obvious. 

"Henry, I know, sweetie. But I'm tired after all the Christmas preparations. I've been cooking and baking and buying and wrapping for days now and I just don't feel like being at your pecker's beck and call all the time. Can't you just lie here and play with my titties or something? I know Mr. Wean is needy, sweetheart, but even mothers need a day off every now and again."

Looking decidedly downcast, Henry nevertheless continued to paw playfully at her fleshy lady lumps, tweaking the nipples and occasionally lowering his head to give each a playful nip with his teeth.

"Oh, Henry, that does feel fantastic, sweetie, but can't you just lie here and snuggle with me for awhile? Good grief, that fucking fucktool of yours seems to need my attention all the fucking time. I'm glad Harriet can take over for me sometimes, otherwise you'd wear me the fuck out."

"Oh, I'm sooooooo haaaaarrrrrrrdddd, Mommy, so very hard," Henry said in a voice of pleasured relaxation as he basked lazily in the feel of her predictable hand rubbing up and down on the part that mattered most, only one of his hands now sampling her own substantial skin floats of flesh.

"Ohhhhh, I know it is, baby," Hilda huskily replied, as he haphazardly fondled her sweet as honey damn big delectable pair as her own hand slid delightfully up and down on his organ, her sensitive fingers savoring each thick delicious vein that networked along the surface of his horsecock. "I know it is, baby, cause I feeeeeel it."

"Ohhhh, I feeeeeeel it too, Mommy Mams, and it feeeeeeels so good, you slathering your hand to and fro on my big ol' piece of penile pipe, I mean. Oh, Mommy lover!"

"Oh, baby! I mean, don't you know I wouldn't even give a shit if you didn't buy me anything for Christmas, Henry. Yeah, rub my tittie good. Don't you know that I practically live for what you've got down here between your legs? That would be Christmas present enough for me. And I don't just love it cause I fuck it and suck it. Baby, I love it for what it is, what I know it can do, even on Mr. Wean's off days, like when you are studying Shakespeare at school or some shit. And I would say it's the best Christmas present a boy could ever give his mother. I love it most because it's attached to you, sweetness. Nah, that's not totally true. I mainly love it cause it's so biiiiggggggg!"

"Well, I don't think the Christmas turkey is the only fucking thing getting stuffed this year," Henry declared arrogantly as he rose completely from his back and attempted to slide down Hilda's shorts so that he might undress the lower half of her busty and fulsomely voluptuous body while his monstrous cock jutted proudly and largely from between his legs, solid and ready to insert itself inside her vagina. "Oh, yeah, Mommy. I'm getting a 'piece on earth.'"

"You sure are getting a 'piece on earth', tee hee. And it's a heavenly piece of ass too! Oh, Henry, Momma's got a lot of good will towards men too," Hilda giggled with a swivel of her swinging bazooms as she allowed her son to take down her jogging shorts to gain an unobstructed view of her bare pink pussy, the wonderful space he would soon shove his foot-long shaft into.

"You got a lot of good will towards men, and manhoods too. Ha! Ha! Merry Christmas, Momma. I love you."

"Merry Christmas, baby. I love you too. Well, what are you waiting for, Henry? Give Momma her present. Shove that fat yule log into Mommy's warm hearthish fireplace, poopsie, and squirt her some 'special extra-sticky' egg nog out of that fat wee wee tube of yours."

As Hilda reached out with two petite feminine fingers and happily spread apart her sweet pink labia, her nether lips that would swallow his twelve-inch dong to the hilt, Henry had a sudden and unexpected awakening to the importance of family and tradition and heritage and also an enlightenment related to the significance of interfamilial pussy and titties. He had all these thoughts right before he planted his wee wee inside her cunny. And why not? It was a Humper family Christmas, after all.


THE END



Monday, August 6, 2012

"Daddy's Girl"

MEET THE HUMPERS PROUDLY PRESENT:
A future story of epic sexual proportions
Starring foot-long wienered Henry Humper and introducing his sweet
sixteen-year-old voluptuous giant-boobed daughter Honey Humper in:
"Daddy's Girl"
Written by Victor C. Nathan and Dr. Mojo
Edited by Victor C. Nathan


"Henry, I have to get these fucking presents wrapped, honey," Hilda told her
offspring and husband of over sixteen years as she sat on the floor, adorned in
a red Christmas sweater that hugged her globular boobs like a glove, making them
like the two bottom thirds of a snowman's body stuffed beneath her garment. The
sweater was decorated with a Santa Claus who grinned as he stood atop a chimney,
but couldn't crawl into it because of the crude naked erection that jutted out
of his red elf pants. "It's two fucking days till Christmas and there's so much
shit to do. It's hard to wrap when you keep smacking me in the mouth with your
wee wee! Tee hee! Stop it, baby! Henry, I'm not opening up for you right now!"
Henry's thoroughly hardened twelve-inch organ met the thick ruby red lips of
Hilda, only this time they were closed and for once were not engulfing his shaft
with holiday gusto.

"Oh, all right!" Henry laughed, in spite of not getting what he wanted and
instead placed his open palms at the front of her sweater and pressed down on
her L-cup plumpers, those fuckers having grown since having quadruplets sixteen
years before as they flattened like soft rubbery flesh balloons. "Well, that's
some holiday spirit, Wifey-Mommy! Ha ha! Just for that I'm going to go see if
Honey needs any help with her homework."

"Henry motherfucking Humper, you know damn fuckin' well that school is out for
Christmas," Hilda managed with a giggle, feeling tingles through her big ol'
boobies as she watched him fish his wiener back into his pants and zip up.

"Yeah, but an algebra review couldn't hurt her any," Henry knowingly smirked as
he cupped his groin and smiled at his wife and her bazoombas, festive as they
were.

"Oh, Henry, you be easy with my baby, you hear me, Mr. Big Wean?" Hilda told him
seriously, leaning to place a ribbon around a package that contained Hardy's
gift of a DVD of his favorite busty big-boobied superstar. "I mean, she's only
been taking wee wees in that thing for about a week and a half. Remember that,
okay?"

"I'll make sure she's nice and moist, I promise," Henry reassured the Humper
matriarch, his overly chestly loaded mother with a wink. "I'll make sure she's
relaxed too, okay?"

"And Henry, let her suck it a lot if she wants to. It's good practice at her
age," Hilda said semi-sternly, tweaking a nipple for his benefit. "Cause you
know her brothers' wee wees will be needing that sucking and shit a lot."

"Yeah, I know, baby," Henry said in agreement with his wife while still ogling
her bountiful breasts. "I think maybe I'll have a shower though. I do feel kind
of sweaty after that workout you gave me, ha ha. Maybe Honey will join me."

"That's a sweet idea, Henry," Hilda replied, cutting off another swipe of
Christmas wrapping paper and reaching for the Scotch tape. "She just got home
from cheerleader practice, so I'm sure she's probably wanting one. Her giant
chubby titties were probably sweating like a motherfucker. By the way, while
you're up there, could you tell Hayley and Hardy to keep it down a bit? They've
been having some pretty lively sex up there by the sounds of it and I can hardly
hear myself think. Just ask them to tone it down a little, sweets?"

"No problem, lover," Henry said sweetly, leaning down to kiss Hilda on the top
of her pretty blonde head while sneaking a peek at her massive hilly boobs in
the process. "I'll come down later and help you get some of those chores done."

Heading up the stairs, Henry walked down the upstairs hallway and heard soft
moaning and the subtle squeak of a box spring as he reached his daughter Honey's
room. Always mindful of his children's privacy, he gently rapped on the door.

"Honey? Are you in there?" he inquired.

"Mmmmmmmm.....uh, just a minute, Daddy!" a bubbly girlish voice replied from the
other side of the door. "I'm.... ohhhhhh..... just, um, taking off my makeup!
Ohhh......."

When it came to Humper sexuality and privacy, shame-free was really the only way
to go. Even before Henry was splashing his random spittings into his
buxomly-boobered L-cupped "Wifey-Mommy's" sweet cock-squeezing tunnel of hump,
Hilda would still kneel before him as he masturbated as a youngster and let him
aim the pleasurable shots emanating from the opening of his pee wee at her mouth
specifically and secondarily at her practically unmissably large boob targets,
her face, her hair, etc. Henry would bathe his spouse mommy, her mouth, throat,
tit bombers and any other naked part of his lithe blonde goddess which he now
resided with in a uniquely tweaked marital relationship. Fuck, but he loved it.
Fuck, but his wife was hilly at the boobs. And fuck, he now had four more bouncy
gazongas to play with, and the best thing of all was, they were all Humpers.

"Makeup?" Henry laughed dismissively, debating whether to undo the front of his
pants presumptuously before entering Honey's girly abode, and to surprise his
hilly-titted sixteen-year-old cheerleader daughter with an immediate look at his
plump and proud fatherly penis leading the way into her room. "You never wear
makeup to cheerleader practice, Pumpkin Tits. You said that that makeup shit
runs when you get all sweaty and gets in your eyes, then you can't watch your
big Humper juggies bounce. Did your chubby titties get really sweaty today at
practice after all that jumping up and down inside your top?" Henry could feel
his wee wee surge, lengthen and fatten inside his pants at the very thought of
her eternally deep cleavage. He squeezed his tingly and growing member and
rubbed it a couple times as he reached for the door knob. "It's okay if you are
playin' the 'finger-walkin' game under your dress, Chubby Baby. Can Daddy come
in anyway, Sugar Boobs?"

"Ohhh...... ummm, I guess you can come in, Daddy," Honey replied, her voice
still a bit sheepish despite her father's reassurances. Smiling and opening the
door, Henry walked into his daughter's bedroom and chuckled to himself at the
sight before him. Honey lay on her bed, her thick legs hastily crossed
underneath her red and white cheerleader skirt, the matching top (along with her
red thong panties) casually discarded on the floor. Henry moved his eyes up past
her padded tummy and up to her J-sized breasts, her pale pink nipples and
areolas reminding him of her mother's, who also happened to be Henry's own
mother as well. Henry noticed a few drops of melted chocolate on the upper
slopes of her chest, and smirked to himself as he looked up at her face and saw
his daughter enjoying a fudgesicle, her long tongue snaking around the frozen
treat, her expression a twisted mixture of youthful innocence, wanton
whorishness, and genuine hunger.

*Shhhlurp-shhhlurp* "Hey, Daddy!" Honey greeted her father, still feeling a
little flustered at the interruption of her alone time. "I was just up here,
umm, having a little snack and chilling out after practice!" *shhlurp shhlurp*
she said, her face showing the same enraptured look towards the frozen treat
that her mother and aunt Harriet typically reserved for whatever wee wee they
would happen to be licking in the same way. "How is the present-wrapping coming
along? Did you get Mommy something fun?" she continued, batting her eyelashes
towards her father in an attempt to change the subject away from the elephant in
the room.

"Your momma is so fucking difficult to buy for, Hon. I got her the Jenna Jameson
autobiography like she wanted. Jenna is inspirational to your mom. Plus, I got
her a new Buxsom brand green bra that has the zippable nursing cups that are
convenient for when she plays with the boys in public. She can still let the
boys suck her boob milk, but without having to take her top completely off,"
Henry told her, grinning a bit as he spotted another drop of chocolate ice cream
dribbling off the somewhat penis-shaped fudge pop and directly onto her pert,
firm and oh-so-deliciously young left breast. "You're dripping again, baby."

"Tee hee hee hee, Daddy! Dripping! I normally say that to you when your pee wee
has been big and hard for a while! Tee hee!" the sweet stacked sixteen girl
giggled and took another generous lick of her popsicle as her uproarious laugh
made her sound as immature (emotionally, not boobaliciously, cause she was
fucking mountainous) as her youthfully short lifespan would suggest. "And
Daddy's got a big vanilla popsicle! Tee hee hee hee! And it's way creamier on
the inside! Tee hee hee! Wheeeeeee! The outside of Daddy's popsicle is
sorta....like.........hmmmmmm.......like.....the ice cream flavor could be the
40th flavor for Baskin-Robbin's or a Ben and Jerry's treat! Tee hee hee! Like,
it would be a favorite flavor for girls. I'll call it, Boney Baloney! Tee hee
heeeeeeeeee!" Honey Humper's youthful giggle echoed through the room and her
bare and bouncy bosoms, round and full and heavy chortled on her chest. Her
stomach, her "chubby baby belly" as Henry called it, had a little padding around
it and her face was round and absolutely angelically gorgeous. Honey's lips were
thick, full and ruby red. Her bottom was a little fuller than her sister's.
Chesty Honey was a cheerleader and liked to exercise, but her tummy jiggled a
little. It was not completely flat like her exercise-obsessed sister Hayley. Of
course, Honey's boobs were a little bigger than Hayley's too; and she wouldn't
have it any other way. It was her love for sweets, chocolate specifically that
had plumped her titties to a larger dimension. There was only one thing Honey
loved more than chocolate and that thing resided in her daddy's pants. Yes, she
was a little more jiggly in general than Hayley and three inches shorter, but
nobody called her fat. In fact, they mostly just called her "hot" and called her
constantly.

Standing up to grab a tissue from her desk to wipe off some of the stray
chocolate drippings, Honey hopped across the room as her father looked on.
Henry's pride (as well as his rapidly hardening wee wee) swelled as he took a
good look at his daughter, who along with her twin sister was his pride and joy.
Henry especially loved the exaggerated curves of her body, which was insanely
voluptuous even by Humper standards. Although she had inherited her mother's
gargantuan tittie genes, Honey had a sexy thickness that made her stand out just
a bit from the rest of the Humpers, with a bodaciously big and bouncy ghetto
booty that jiggled seductively with every step she took. During his job coaching
the T&A High boys basketball team, Henry had overheard his players talk lewdly
about his daughter's outrageous curves. His star player Peter Long (who was the
son of Hilda's old student and sex partner Kenny Long), had even recently joked
about how he dribbled Honey's ass like a basketball, each cheek bouncing up and
down between alternating palms, while he was fucking her doggie style at the
Humper household one day after school. A normal father would have angrily
confronted such a crude male pursuer of his baby girl's affections, but Henry
simply laughed and gave Peter a high five, happy that his stacked daughter was
already establishing a reputation as such a great lay at her tender age.

Snapping out of his nostalgic reverie, Henry addressed his daughter, hoping to
assuage her embarrassment at being caught masturbating and help rid her of any
shame in the act. "Honey-tits," he began, using his favorite punny pet name for
his baby girl. "You don't have to pretend like you weren't touching yourself
when I knocked on the door, you know. You're a horny teenage girl. It's natural
for you to explore your cunny, whether it's with one of your boyfriends or just
alone in your room. Hell, your mother used to catch me stroking my trouser snake
almost every day when I was your age. It's nothing to be embarrassed about,
baby. You're a Humper - a lifetime of regular, guilt-free orgasms is your
birthright! In fact, I don't want to ruin the surprise, but let's just say that
Mommy and Daddy bought you a very special Christmas present that we think you'll
have a lot of fun with during those alone times in your room!"

"Tee hee hee! You mean like......uhhhhhhh.....a big long rubber wee wee, Daddy?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean, Honey-tits."

"Is it motorized too? Tee hee hee!" Honey asked, her round full cheeks swelling
into a broad beautiful grin, her long mane of blonde hair styled into short
pigtails and her J-cup Humperesque honkers rippling and punching against each
other with her giddy immaturity.

"Ha ha ha! Of course, A-Titty the Hon! It's a battery-operated boyfriend, as the
chicks used to call them when I was a kid," Henry laughed, feeling the organ
between his legs morphing to a full solid state as he surveyed his young
daughter's milkwagons that were way too fucking young to carry milk as she
propped her only skirt-clad and topless and fulsome body onto one side, propped
her pretty blonde head onto the palm of her hand which was connected to her arm
and her elbow which rested on the bed. Her boob mashed fleshily against her arm
and flattened a bit. Her hint of a tummy was a little more noticeable now.
"Baby, it will vibrate all nice and quiet and you can use it to rub your little
clitty nub or slide it inside of your vagina, Chubby Baby. Mmmmm, you can even
use it to tickle those big areolas you got there, Hon."

"Oh, Daddy, tee hee, like, I was embarrassed earlier when you caught me rubbing
myself, tee hee, you know, like.....down there," Honey pointed down at her tiny
skirt, the only thing covering her full-blown nudity before her father. "But oh,
Daddy, it just feels so good between my legs. I mean, tee hee, like, my little
cunny feels SO YUM YUM! Hee hee!"

"Good, baby! Remember the Humper family motto - 'All good things come from
between your legs.' - That's what your mother always taught me, and it's brought
plenty of happiness to me and my wee wee," Henry said, glad that his daughter
was losing some of her irrational embarrassment about masturbation. "But while
masturbation is fun, it's also important for a girl your age to get some good
practice with a partner," Henry continued with an almost mock stern tone. "How
many wee wees have you taken into your cunny so far, baby?" Henry asked,
genuinely curious as to how much progress his daughter had made in honing her
sexual skills, his knowledge of her carnal exploits so far limited to overheard
locker room talk.

"Tee hee! Well, Daddy….ummm, Peter and I have humped a few times. He's been with
a few other girls but he says my cunny is the tightest! Although I think that
has more to do with him than me. His wee wee is just sooooooo thick! It's
practically the same width as my softball bat! Wheeeeeeeee! Rod Hardwood from my
Algebra class also gave me a ride home from school yesterday, and then gave me a
ride at home too! Tee hee! Let's see, who else .......my English teacher Mr.
Nutts taught me how to do something called 'reverse cowgirl' during free period
last week. I had a quick missionary hump with Johnny Biggs in his pickup truck
during the homecoming dance.........oh, and Harvey has been nice enough to let
me practice my hand job technique on him before bed every night. He's such a
sweet brother."

"Oh, that's great, Sugar Boobs!" Henry exclaimed, the front of his pants tenting
further out as he sat down on the edge of the bed next to his breasty daughter
who looked so cute as she licked her fudge popsicle again, a sweet droplet
cascading directly onto her right watermelon's spacious pink areola. "What else
do you and Harvey do?"

"Tee hee hee! This, for one thing!" the blonde voluptuous hottie slid her ass on
the bed and wobbled her whoppers before taking the popsicle that was mostly
unmelted and slid the approximately eight-inch penile representation into her
mouth and then began to slide her blonde head up and down on the sweet cock
substitute. "Mmmmhhhhhh! Mmmmmmhhhhhh! Tee hee! And oh, Daddy, his eyes started
scrunching and Harvey was sputtering and huffing and puffing, tee hee hee, and
then like, he was squeezing my 'zoomies, and Daddy, his wee wee started spittin'
in my mouth and it was like a magic dragon, except I was puffin' on it! Like,
hee hee hee, and I swallowed all of his sticky 'special pee pee' like Mom used
to call cum! Ohhh, Daddy! It was YUMMERS!"

"That's wonderful, sweetie! I'm so glad you and your brother are so close. You
know, your auntie Harriet and I didn't start fooling around until we were a
couple years older, and I always regret all the special time we missed. Seeing
you two have so much fun together really brings a smile to my face. And my wee
wee!" Henry laughed, genuinely pleased that his daughter and son were making the
best of their opportunities to explore their sexuality in the convenience of
their home. "What else do you guys like to do, sweetie? Have you given him any
boobie clenches yet? One of my favorite things was getting a nice titfuck from
your mother when I was feeling horny after school," Henry reminisced, now openly
rubbing the crotch of his khaki trousers in front of his daughter, his horniness
borne partly out of nostalgia and partly from the sight of his daughter's wobbly
whoppers, which jiggled hypnotically in front of his eyes every time she giggled
as she sat on the bed topless. Henry's thought trailed off as he observed her
take a couple more licks of her fudgesicle, and he suddenly wished his own wee
wee were in its place, the head and shaft getting savored by his daughter's wet
tongue and thick ruby-red lips.

"Oh, yeah, Mom sat me down the other week and taught me how to give a proper
boobie clench. She had me demonstrate at first with that big fifteen-inch dildo
she keeps in her drawer so that I could get the technique down. But then when
Harvey came home she wanted me to do a real test run, so she had me give him a
live one in her bedroom while she watched and gave me some tips. It was really
informative - and fun too! Mom said I was a natural!" Honey said to her father
proudly, eager to impress him with the wealth of sexual knowledge she was able
to assimilate in such a short time. "I've been practicing on Harvey every other
night! But sometimes Hayley gets to him first and he's usually passed out for
good after one of her blow jobs. That little slut can be so inconsiderate
sometimes!"

"Awwwwww, baby, it's okay if Hayley has a taste too, Hootie Honey," Henry used
another of his pet names for his overbusted, bra-destroying bombshell of a thick
16-year-old daughter as he watched her house-sized boobs, and to a lesser
extent, her padded sweet abdomen quake and wiggle a bit. He still rubbed the
palm of his hand vigorously on the bulge that consumed the crotch of his pants
and sighed a bit, not at all ashamed to rub and fondle his wee wee through the
fabric directly in front of his daughter. "I want Hayley to work with her
brothers' Mr. Weans too. What else did you and Harvey do? Did you........?"

"Did I what, Daddy?" Honey said in about the most immature sexy pouty voice she
could muster as she looked at him with her big green eyes, a smile lighting up
her rounded face as she batted her eyelashes at him again and then squeezed each
of her plump honeydews, winking as the abundance of skin swelled over her
fingers she was so overstacked and then gave her popsicle a butterfly lick
before biting the rest of it off of the wooden stick and chewing it up, a little
bit of chocolate syrup running down her cheeks. "Did I, tee hee hee hee, go to
beddy-bye with him? I mean, what do you think, Daddy? His wee wee is like……this
freakin' big!" Honey held her hands very very far apart, making her arms collide
with her teatsies. "And it's like.......this thick!" She held her hands slightly
closer together.

"Good! You know what your mother always says: 'The family that plays together,
stays together'!" Henry replied, rubbing the front of his trousers a little more
vigorously at the thought of his little Honey pie moaning and getting pounded,
her titties bouncing around like a pair of gigantic water balloons. Taking a
step closer to Honey's bed, he sat down next to her and his eyes bulged a little
wider as he took in a closer view of her massive mams. "Did Harvey tickle your
cunny wunny nice and good?" Henry asked, placing one hand not-at-all-fatherly on
her right knee. "Did he slide that long wanger of his up into Honey's love box
and slide it in and out?" he added with a moan, his horniness now beginning to
take over, his line of questioning becoming less about genuine curiosity and
more about probing for more mental stimulation.

Honey, for her part, was also beginning to gain back some of her raging
horniness that was previously interrupted by her father's entrance. "Oooohhhhh,
yeah, Daddy. He slid that pecker of his so deep into my pleasure tunnel that I
thought it was going to hit my stomach! That cock of his is so freaking long he
can't even get all of it in me!" she said, her voice now also becoming
increasingly sultry with her flooding teenage hormones and her pussy becoming
increasingly moist.

"Did it feel good right here?" Henry added, moving his hand off of her knee and
now slowly patting the spot on her skirt that concealed the entrance to her pink
palace, himself hoping to gain a visit very soon.

"Daddy!" Honey asked in a mock innocent tone. "What are you doing?",although the
teen was perfectly aware what his intentions were.

"Ohhhhh, Honey-tits" Henry replied, as he unzipped his pants with his free hand.
"All this sex talk is just too much for me, daughter dearest. Wee wee needs! Wee
wee needs!"

"Oh, Daaaddddyyyyy! Tee hee hee hee hee! Holy Boney Baloney! Golly wee wee
willikers!" Honey squealed in a mixture of amusement, surprise and horniness
that was all mixed up as she watched her thirtysomething father surge at the
crotch and she could see the amount of pressure he was slowing getting ready to
let out. "Hee hee hee, you are getting so big between your legs!"

Henry unfastened the button of his khakis and shoved the front of his pants
widely open as a giant tube popped up from between his legs, protracted and
totally encased in white briefs that showed every inch of his massiveness as it
jutted up into the air.

"Holy shitsky, Daddy! Hee hee! I mean, jeepers what a peeper!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! That fucker was hurtin' like a motherfucker straining against
those pants! Ohhhhhhh, it feels good as shit to get this thing out for some air,
Hon!" Henry groaned, turning and looking at her pulchritudinous milkers with
wide eyes as his tighty-whitey-covered twelve-inch slab of dick pointed towards
the ceiling as he gave it a couple kneading strokes as he choked and worked it
through the cloth. Honey's nipples grew increasingly hard as she looked at his
planting tool, tweaking each of her nipples in turn. "Oh, it's a Daddy-wee wee!
Mmmmmmm! Can I touch it, Daddy?" Honey rhetorically swooned, one of her boobsie
twins bumping him in the side.

"Can you touch it!? Fuck, Honey-tits, I thought you'd never ask!" Henry
exclaimed with a loud laugh as he practically ripped his briefs down his hips
and discarded them along with his pants, now naked from the waist below as his
twelve-inch pecker stood fully erect, the baseball-sized mushroom head raging
fiercely red with engorged blood and the thick veins on the shaft poking out
from the side. Taking the initiative, he took one of his daughter's hands and
wrapped it firmly around his planting tool while he took off his shirt, moaning
as his baby girl instinctively began rubbing the length of it up and down with
soft strokes.

Finally freeing himself of the rest of his clothes, Henry whistled wolfishly as
he observed Honey stroking him, her angelic face tempered only by the lustful
crinkle in her eyes. Henry only glanced at her face, however, his gaze drawn by
the titanic sacks of titmeat that adorned Honey's chest, the creamy white skin
jostling and rippling with each movement of her delicate wrist upon his pecker.
Henry never ceased to be amazed by the astonishingly large racks produced in the
Humper family. He had had the distinct pleasure of enjoying no less than four
generations of Humper women's breasts for his own sexual gratification, from his
grandmother June at Wee Wee Camp, to his mother Hilda, to his sister Harriet,
and now finally to his own daughter Honey. Henry was mesmerized by the hypnotic
bouncing of his offspring's chest charms, her nipples and areola a virtual
carbon copy of Hilda's, but the flesh surrounding it distinctively more pillowy
and soft due to its owner's extra flesh padding.

"Oh, Honey-girl, that feels amazing to my wee wee," Henry moaned out loud as his
busty daughter stroked him. "You truly have inherited your mother's tug
technique, baby. It must be genetic or something!" he laughed, leaning his head
back in pleasure as he squinted his eyes shut and just enjoyed the pleasurable
sensations of his daughter's ministrations without visual stimulation.

"Tee hee! Thanks, Daddy!" his daughter said, beaming with pride. "I'm glad I
have such a natural talent for it! But to be fair, Mom has given me a fair
amount of coaching. She had Uncle Chuck over for lunch the other day and had me
practice a couple tugs on his wee wee before she fucked him - oops! I'm sorry,
Daddy, I didn't mean to spill the beans. I wasn't sure if you knew that she was
still fucking Chuck or not."

But Henry merely laughed at his daughter's naivete. "Ha ha, don't sweat it,
Baby-tits. You know your mother and I have an open marriage. And to be fair, she
was fucking Chuck long before she started fucking me! Ohhhhh, fuck, that feels
good! Mom and I love each other very much, so much that we encourage each other
to have fun with whomever we want. She even tells me about some of her
encounters while we have sex sometimes. It's a total turn-on to hear about all
the other wee wees she's making spit up! Besides, Daddy gets to have his fun
too, just like we're doing right now!"

"Ever since I turned sixteen, you and Mommy have made sure I had lots of fun,
Daddy!" Honey said innocently, her boobers a-bobbin' to and fro and up and down
and around as she removed her hand from his giant fucktool just for a second and
spat on her palm three times, laughing when some of her spit was mixed with
liquid chocolate. "Oooooooo, let's get Daddy shiny with his little Baby-tits'
wet and frothy spits! Hee hee hee, oooooooo, feel that slide, what Mommy and
Aunty Harriet call the 'mac and cheese technique' when you get a wiener totally,
like, ummmmmmm, saturated with your spit and it is so slick that it makes a
sound like a spoon being stirred around in a very hot Kraft dinner! Wheeeeeee!
Daddy Weansies, look how fast my hand slides on you! Mmmmmmmm!"

She worked his cock's first six inches inside her dainty girly hand, her digits
sliding all the way up over the glossy head sounding like someone making sounds
with his/her tongue moving in and out behind the lower lip of the mouth. Honey's
high school sophomore aged boobs jumped in rhythm with her stroking. She was
young, but Henry didn't give a fuck.

"Wheeeeeeee!" Honey cried, grabbing the saliva-bathed horsecock prong and
smacking it hard against her left bazoom, making a sharp 'whap' and slinging the
spit on his penis into her face. "Tee hee hee! Club my boobies, Daddy! Oh, it
like.....smarts and tickles!"

"Oh, I'll club your boobies alright," Henry said, taking his cock in his own
hand. Pulling it back towards his abdomen, he then let it swing forward like a
fulcrum, the glans of his penis smacking Honey on her left nipple, making a loud
'THWACK' noise and sending ripples down Honey's fleshy melons while also sending
waves of tingly pleasure throughout the elder Humper's three-pound cock missle.
*THWACK* *THWACK*

"Ohhhhhh, shit, that feels good to my wee wee!" Henry moaned, noticing now that
his daughter had used her free hand to reach under her skirt and rub her
clitoris with increasingly vigorous strokes as her gargantuan globes of
breastmeat bore his cock-lashings.

"Ohhhh, Daddy, it feels good to my titties too! And my clitty witty!" she
squealed, thoroughly enjoying 'family time' with her father this Christmas
season. "Oh, you were right, Daddy! Playing with my cunny alone is fun, but it's
even better with you here!"

"Goddamn! Oh, Chubby Baby, look at the fucking chubby you give Daddy!" Henry
yelled out, his penis feeling unspeakably tingly and good, grabbing his
foot-longer shlonger and raising it up, like he was pulling back the band of a
sling shot. His cock was so big and long that when he pulled it all the way back
towards his body before he let it go, the head of his boobie-daughter-loving
plank of a pee pee pole touched his own chest. Now only his two sons had bigger
peckers than he did. He was proud as fuck of that fact.

"Owwwwwwww! Tee hee hee, Daddykins! That stung your little baby's boom booms,
but like, it sorta tickles too! Hee hee! I mean, ohhhhh, I really like, uhhhh, I
mean I really, really like Daddy-love!" Honey let all this out in a wave of
horny giggles and nonsense as Henry's oak tree of a trunk popped her on the top
of her right boob like he was swinging a hammer. "But Daddy left a welt on his
baby tittie girl's 'zoomers! Tee hee!" Honey rubbed at the red mark playfully
with a finger and stuck her tongue out at her father, behaving like the young
lusty, breasty and horny cheerleader she was.

"There we go," Henry said suddenly as his daughter poutily stuck her tongue out
while at the same time shaking her skin sacks at him while reaching under her
tiny skirt to tinker with her nubby. Henry took his twelve-inch stalk at the
base and moved it to her open mouth until Honey got the point and stuck her
tongue out further. Then he wagged his erection up and down with his hand from
right above his balls and sleekly tapped his fat cockhead on her cute extended
tongue about a dozen times as she hummed "La! La! La!" She did this every time
his overgrown mushroom struck her tongue. Henry thought it felt great.

"Lee! La! Lee! La! Lee! La! La!" Honey made a sound like she was singing scales
every time her daddy's baseball cockhead tapped on her tongue, and she
intentionally made her boobah twins shake a little more than was necessary.
"Daddy! Mmmmmm! They do this in pornos! Ha ha!"

Henry grinned like a shark and then went back to clubbing her cans again, only
this time he didn't use his hand to pull his prick back like a bone-hard hammer
to smack his youngster daughter's chubby gazongas. He simply swiveled his waist
back and forth adroitly, making his cock swing around like a mighty dockyard
derrick.

"I'm gonna swing on ya, baby," Henry told her, shifting rapidly at the hips as
his powerful twelve-inch length slapped her left juggie, then he swiveled to
strike the right one, feeling the good fucking tingles with every impact of
hardness on her soft sweat glands which were doughier and even more bouncy than
his wife's because of the extra little wonderful pooch his teen tit queen had
shakin' around on her cute tummy and fanny areas. Oh, he loved his voluptuous
chubby Honey.

"Batter up, Daddy! Tee hee hee hee! Hmmmmm, like, I'll bet you would wear the
number 12 for twelve inches of weeeeeee weeeeeeeee! There is nothing wee though
about what I'm gettin' batted on my boobers with! Hee hee! I love you, Daddy!
Owwwwwwwww! Yesssss! That stings so good! Go on and make my 'zoomers zig and
zag! Wheeeeeeee!" And they did. Henry was popping her pert and pound-laden
pappies and making them jump back and forth like he was working a punching bag.

"Ohhh, baby girl, that bruising I'm giving you is feeling something amazing to
my wee wee!" Henry exclaimed, a distinct libidinous edge in his voice. "But
enough of working the body. It's time to work the face a little!" Not even
waiting for a response, he thrust his hips forward and slid the first six inches
of his fatherly cockmeat directly into Honey's mouth, his glans parting her
ruby-red DSLs like Moses parting the Red Sea, and he grinned devilishly as he
saw his daughter's eyes go wide with surprise, but also with delight at his oral
intrusion.

"Oh, damn, baby! You've inherited your momma's velvety dick-sucking lips too!"
Henry cried, the shaft of his cock tingling with delight as each inch passed
through the moist surface of his boob-heavy daughter's oral entrance. "I hope
you gave Harvey a wee wee wash. A mouth like this is a terrible thing to waste!"
He watched Honey's cheeks hollow out as he pressed another two inches of his now
rock-hard man-meat deeper into her oral cavity, the head of his cock now
pressing onto her tonsils.

"Mmmmmpphhh! Mmmpppph!" was all Honey could do to reply, her teenage mouth now
nearly completely stuffed with familial cock, but still thoroughly enjoying the
wee wee in her face even more than the fudgescicle she had been snacking on just
moments earlier. "Mmmmmmmm.... tshtss lllk vnnillla!" she managed to get out,
noting the contrasts in flavor, her Humper instincts now kicking in as she
traced the underside of Henry's glans with her tongue, adding additional
lubrication to the underside of the penis and driving him wild with sensation.
Honey then began to slowly bob her head back and forth on her father's
protracted dong, continuing to moan appreciatively at the cream-filled Christmas
treat he was sharing with his special girl.

"Mmmpphhhhh......mmmphhhhhhh," she grunted as her young boobies pitched about,
picking up the pace slightly, demonstrating her natural talents on the very
appreciative man who just happened to have sired her.

"Ohhh, baby girl, that feels so good!" Henry nearly shouted as he gently took
hold of her pigtails while she fellated him. "But remember our talk earlier? You
need to get as good as you give, sweetie!" Honey continued to bob her head up
and down on his cock, her J-cupped whoppers now slapping into each other
rhythmically with her motions. Henry looked down and felt his cock harden even
further as he drank in the sight of his daughter's lovely chest balloons,
admiring the way they reminded him of his sister Harriet's at that age,
especially the way they jiggled and jostled while she gave blow jobs. But
Honey's titties were even more jiggly and pillowy than either Harriet's or
Hilda's, the soft flesh bouncing with an almost comical consistency that made
her breasts look like two gigantic globs of skin-covered Jello. Honey took her
father's pep talk to heart, inserting two fingers of her right hand into her
pussy and beginning to stroke her clit with her thumb while using her left hand
to tweak one of her freely bouncing nipples for added pleasure.

"Mmmmphhhhh! Dddddddyyyyy!" Honey Humper formed partial words as she had the
ability to open her throat even just a little bit as his stout swizzle stick
worked most of its girth into his big boom boom baby's throat like an intruding
oversized root that was trying to probe its way down into her fucking stomach
like a medical camera device during surgery.

"Ohhhhhh, darling! Daddy likes! Ohhhhhhhh, no, Daddy loves his Baby-tits putting
her dick-lovin' lips on his stick! Ohhhh, I'm almost gonna........" And Henry's
cock felt so exquisite in his melony-breasted girl's mouthly and throatly
embrace that he was seconds from a flood of semen escaping from his penis before
he intended it to. Henry stopped his plunges down her throat and quickly
evacuated his staff from the clutches of her fellatio feast of fun.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Daddy, what in the heck are you doing? Awwwwwww, that's not fair!"
Honey said with a pout as her father's stalk left her oral hold with a wet pop
and she took her hands off her colossal cupcakes just as a single big trickle of
jism gushed out of his puckered pee hole and onto the carpet of her room. "Wee
wee is leakin' big time, Daddy! But Daddy, you just wasted all that cummy, and I
lost all the yummy! You know what Mom says about spilling your seed!"

"Oh, fuck, but that was close, Angel Cups!" Henry managed, still huffing and
puffing as his dick sputtered with a couple miniature pre-cursor spritzes, but
not a real full-on spit-up as he tried to clench his muscles to keep a full
explosion from taking place, the tingles jittering through his cock taking him
so very close to the razor's edge of shooting off in his J-cupped daddy's girl's
face. "Oh, I didn't fuckin' squirt, baby, cause I don't want to pop off in your
mouth, Sugar Boobs. Oh, it's gotta be somewhere else."

"Hee hee hee, somewhere else like, ummmmm, where, Daddy?" Honey joked knowingly,
pushing her mammaries together randily and then pulling her own pigtails
playfully and smiling at him with the cutest and sneakiest little knowing
glance. "Tee hee hee hee! Da-da?"

"Yes, Baby-tits?"

"Daddy, you just want to go to beddy-bye with me, don't you?" Honey cooed in the
naughtiest little girl tone she could muster as she traced circles around the
big areolas and erect nipples on her funbags.

"You're damn right, I wanna go 'beddy-bye' or whatever the fuck the kids are
calling it these days! Your great-granny used to call it 'testing the mattress'.
Ha! Ha! Ha!" Henry burst out in rambunctious laughter, taking a few deep breaths
to back himself away from the orgasm he just nearly let fly into his daughter's
willing mouth, nearly returning to that point again as Honey licked a huge,
sticky string of jizz that was leaking out of Henry's cockhead and dripping
towards the bed. "Oooooh, careful, baby. Don't lick so hard or you might set Mr.
Wean off! You don't want Daddy wasting all that man-milk on your bedsheets, do
you?" He closed his eyes to remove the mind-blowingly debaucherous visual
stimulus of his sexily stacked and naked daughter slurping his jizz like an ice
cream cone.

"Of course not, Daddy!" Honey replied, backing away from his cock slightly but
instead slurping the stray string of jizz into her mouth like a piece of
spaghetti. "Momma is always lecturing me about not wasting water, and she said
that our bill was $300 last month because she had to wash Hardy's sheets so many
times! I guess I need to work on my aim a little bit when giving him tugs. Tee
hee!"

"Ohhh, that's okay, baby. Practice makes perfect. For future reference, try
shooting his load on your titties next time instead. Trust me, it's a lot hotter
to watch, and it's good for a young lady's skin too. When we were young, your
auntie Harriet used to have me jerk off onto her face and titties anytime she
had a little touch of acne. She said my jizz was better than any moisturizer she
ever had!" Henry said, feeling sufficiently calm now to open his eyes again and
take a look at Honey's titties which now had a touch of white glaze on them from
the bit of his pre-cum that had dripped onto her chest. "But enough of that
shit! I think it's time for a little beddy-bye!" Henry took hold of each of
Honey's titties in his hands and pushed her onto her back, causing her to giggle
excitedly, her legs flying back over her head and exposing her youthful pussy to
his leering gaze. Henry noticed that her cute young cunny was completely shaved
and without hair it looked even cuter.

"Tee hee hee, Daddy, I shaved my Honey cunny, as Hardy calls my vagi!" Honey
tittered, her legs up in the air and her gelatin-like zeppelins rolled back and
forth youthfully atop her thick frame while her stomach also wiggled a little
with her tinkle of sweet laughter. "Do you like my little dent, Da-Da? It looks
kinda like.....like I got hit between the legs with an axe! Hee hee hee hee!"
Now her swinging honkers and her tummy went really wild and her round face
morphed into a mask of laughter that even made her pigtails bob a little.

"Ha ha, Sugar Boobs!" Henry let out something between a laugh and a horny growl
as he had by now placed both hands atop her breasts, leaning all his weight
against them as his cock stretched far out in front of him, now inches from her
sweet nether lips as her shapely legs were splayed wide open and nearly rolled
up over her head. Henry easily slid two fingers into her musky and sweet-scented
slot and worked his digits in and out and then allowed a third one to strum her
clitoris until she nearly sobbed with joy. "You ready for some cock in here,
Honey-bunny? You all wet and slick and ready for Daddy in there?"

"Ooooooooo, oooooooo, Daddykins, Da-Da, ohhhhhhhh, Daddy I want your wee wee in
me so bad!" Honey whimpered and begged and Henry clutched her titan titties even
tighter, and then used his knees to force her legs even wider apart for the
entry. "Ohhhhhhhhh, I wanna, wanna, wanna! Mmmmm! I wanna go beddy-bye!"

Honey was now practically delirious with desire, the combination of her father's
exploration of her mammaries and teasing of her pussy driving her crazy, her
need for cock beginning to completely take over her mind.

"Daaaaadddyyyyyy! Put it in! Pretty please! I just need wee weeeeee!" she whined
like a big-tittied baby. "Put your daddy dong in my daughter dish and wee wee me
like there's no tomorrow! I'm so horny, daddy! Pleeeeeeeease? You never make
Hayley wait this long before you stick it in her! It's not fair!" She was
practically whimpering now, her need for familial fornication taking an
emotional as well as sexual toll on her heightened state. "Come on, Daddy! I
haven't had a wee wee in me in almost twelve hours! If you don't shove it in and
get humping I'm afraid it'll close up forever!" young Honey cried, displaying
quite a bit of whorishness for a girl who had only been having sex for a few
short weeks.

"Okay, sweetie. Daddy's gonna give his girl what she wants," Henry relented,
confident that his horny daughter's pussy was now sufficiently lubricated to
accommodate his twelve-inch one-eyed monster. Placing his hands on the bed on
either side of Honey's ridiculously overstacked chest, Henry leaned over her and
slowly eased the applehead of his wee wee warrior into her love tunnel.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhh, shit!" Honey cried as his tool began to stretch the lips of
her pussy open. "Fuck, it hurts so good, Daddy!" Honey now had a whimper in her
voice. Although she had been getting regularly dicked by her overstacked
brothers who had fifteen-inch wee wees, neither of them matched the thickness of
their father, whose shaft was practically as thick as a beer bottle.

"But baby, I'm just trying to go easy on your little girl cunny, your lovey
glovey as you named it. Beddy-bye is good, baby, and it's not our first time
doin' daddy-daughter pelvic smackin', but your mommy told me to prepare your
pussy, Sugar Boobs," Henry told her earnestly as he perched over her, patting
her sixteen-year-old cute pair of pulsating puppies gingerly and lovingly before
running an index finger along the outline of her pink pussy, pulling and rubbing
her clitoris and then massaging her inner vaginal walls. "Mmmmm, I don't want to
hurt your little poozle, Baby-tits. Mmmmm, you feel good in here, Hon. You
really are ready for Daddy's smokestack, aren't you?"

"Oh, Da-Da, you know I am! Tee hee!" Honey giggled, her knockers quaking with
her laugh as she reached out to touch her father's penis. "Cuz I'm so wet, you
know, hee hee, down there! I know Mommy wants you to be gentle. But I'm not a
little girl anymore. I'm a big mountain-titted girl, Daddy."

Henry for his part, was thoroughly enjoying the tightness of his jiggly-jugged
daughter's not virginal, but still tight as fuck pussy as he slowly slid himself
into her.

"Ohhhhhh, Honey baby! There's no hurting on Daddy's end! It's just good good
goooood!" he moaned, feeling the soft wet velvetiness of the teenage dick
depository beneath him slowly swallow more and more of his shaft as he inched
forward. "Damn, Honey! This reminds me of the first time I slipped my sausage
into your Auntie Harriet when we were young. That busty bitch was almost as
tight back then as you are, though she had probably taken ten times as many
cocks in her cunny by the time I got a shot at her! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Henry continued
to feel the familiar tickles making their way to the base of his cock as the
fourth inch of his manhood slid past the entrance of Honey's pussy.

Honey palmed her own boobahs as he brought his wee wee home. "Ooooooh, Daddy,
that feels incredible! But why did Auntie Hare make poor Daddy wait so long to
get into her cunny wunny?" she asked genuinely, having difficulty imagining a
time in the Humper family when siblings did not freely fuck each other from the
beginning of their sexual careers.

"Well, Honey, it was just a - ohhhhhhh, squeeze me with those muscles - just a
time when we fooling around at home, but your mommy hadn't come to a 'firm'
decision to take my wee wee inside of her yet," Henry explained to his giggly,
jiggly, wiggly chubby big-bosomed baby as he worked his wanker deep into her
freshly newly fucking vaginal slot with his unmercifully thick and long probing
tool of grisly meat. "Mmmmmmm! And finally I hauled my Mr. Wean off to Wee Wee
Camp for a lot of beddy time with Granny Juners! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! And by
the time I was away visiting for a while, Mom, or should I say Wifey-Mommy and
Harriet just thought, 'what the fuck?' when it came to letting we stick this
thing in their cherry pies! Ha ha ha!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Da-Da! Da-Da! Give me your dick-dick! Oh, Daddy!" Honey cried with
increasing fervor as another four inches of Henry's horsecock disappeared into
her seemingly bottomless feminine pleasure pit. "I'm sure glad you didn't make
us wait for all the family fun. I don't think I could have waited any longer to
get a piece of your foot-longer! Tee hee! And Hardy and Harvey's cocks too!
Mmmmmm, it would have just drove me crazy to be denied their thirty combined
inches of Humper Hump-meat! And I don't know how you were able to keep your wee
wee out of Granny-Mommy's pussy for so long. If I was a teenage boy, there's no
way I could resist those massive milkwagons! How did you ever manage to hold out
so long, Daddy-cock?" she asked sincerely, but Henry paused for a long minute
before responding. His attention was simply too transfixed by the sloshing ocean
of breast flesh below him as Honey's sacks of sweater meat began to wobble and
jiggle as her long-donged father slowly sawed another two inches of cock into
her pussy. Henry's wee wee had now passed the ten-inch mark on its expedition
into his horny daughter's carnal cavern, and he moved one knee up slightly to
gain additional leverage, eager to finally go balls deep in her snatchy slot.

Not that it was the first time he had been balls deep in his chubby trollop's
youthful cock holster. In the last ten days since Honey's birthday, he and his
boobly-endowed baby girl had familially fornicated in a variety of fun fucking
positions and he, along with her brothers Hardy and Harvey, had royally broken
in her vagina. In fact, Henry had been the one to pop her hymen with his
hymen-busting horsecock. It only seemed appropriate and the fact that he was the
one to pop her cherry had only brought the two of them closer together. Honey
loved her long-donged daddy and Henry cherished his slightly reubenesque
angel-tittied offspring. Oh, how he adored watching her little jiggly chubby
paunch move up and down as he now gave her his love gun.

Finally sliding the last two inches of his cock into Honey's honeypot, Henry let
out a low masculine moan as he felt the lips of her pussy reach the base of his
shaft and his balls and at last answered his daughter's earlier question.

"Ohhhhhhhh, sweetie, it was a struggle, let me tell you. I wanted your mother's
pussy so bad I had wet dreams about fucking her almost every night, even though
I was shooting my load a half dozen times a day during my waking hours!" Henry
answered, now beginning the first long and pleasurable withdrawal of his shaft
from the warm confines of his daughter's love glove, a withdrawal that also
affected the movement of her hilly bustline. "That's not to say she never gave
me ANY relief though. Even before I buried my boner in Mommy's snatch, she was
giving me regular tugs after school and even the occasional titfuck. I must have
shot a gallon of my jizz onto her boobies by the time I turned eighteen! Ha! Ha!
Ha!" Henry laughed, his eyes momentarily departing from the sight of Honey's
pillowy paps and staring lazily at the wall above her headboard, remembering
fondly the carefree days of his own youth when he had first begun gratifying
himself with his mother's feminine assets. Hilda had always taken care of her
children's needs, and now Henry felt a swelling of both pride and penis as he
continued the tradition with his own offspring whom he just so happened to have
sired with his own busty mother.

"Oh, Da-Da! Ohhhh, it feels good!" Honey exclaimed, her little hands reaching to
interlock with her daddy's fingers, her juggies swaying back and forth heavily
on her pillowy chest and her tummy dribbling up and down as Henry rode her
vaginal tract with his erect prong, plowing her sugary sweet pussy, a pink
parking space for his private part. "Tee hee! I love Daddy's dick-dick,
dick-dick, dick-dick! Yes, I do! Wheeeeee! Ohhhhhh, my pussy! I love Daddy's
dick-dick, dick-dick, dick-dick! And I like to suck it tooooooo! Mmmmmmm!
Daddykins, Daddy Dick, I love you!"

"Fuck, yeah! I love you too, munchkin, and your muff too!" Henry grunted out as
his sweaty pelvis smacked fleshily against Honey's more padded one, her honkers
crunching into his form as the fuck game continued and he huffed and puffed with
every plunge he made into her cumdumpster of a cunny. "I love breaking in this
young puss with my pee wee!" Henry's hips went into a flurry of bucking motions
as he gave her his entire length in her considerably deep velvety love folds,
her toolbox for his fucktool, her naughty erect-nipped dirty pillows pulsating
and pounding up and down with her pudgy breadbasket. "Ohhhhhhhh, motherfucking
shit, what is this, day eleven of fucky time for you, Honey Bunny?"

"Oh, Daddy-Ding Dong, it's day twelve, and it feels, mmmmmmmmmm, yum-yum down in
my front-butt! Tee hee hee! Remember when I used to call it that when I was
little?"

"You were never 'little', Chubby Baby! You mean when you were young? You were
always Daddy's plump little dumpling." Henry patted her tummy knowingly and gave
her pussy a respectable wee weeing while Honey gave his cock an internal
squeeze.

Henry nearly lost it right then as he felt his overstacked female offspring
clench his pistoning pecker with a practiced ease that nearly rivaled her older
and far more experienced mother Hilda. He beamed inwardly that his daughter was
such a quick learner in the carnal arts. But he wanted to prolong this holiday
hump session for as long as possible, feeling that his sweet Honey deserved a
little Christmas climax of her own before he released his load into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, baby, that feels amazing! Did your mother teach you that move! That's
always been one of my favorites since she first tried it out on our honeymoon
sixteen years ago, although I think she tested it on the bellboy in our suite
first! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Henry laughed, taking a deep breath and concentrating in
order to hold off his orgasm as he continued to thrust into Honey's pussy, his
cadence now gradually speeding up as the bedsprings began to squeak and the
brass headboard started to sway back and forth, lurching closer and closer to
the wall behind it that already sported cracked paint chips from the sex-driven
pounding it had taken over the last week and a half.

"Oh, Daddy! That feels so freakin' good! I love beddy-bye! Pound me, daddy!"
Honey yelled, now loud enough that the whole house could probably hear her.
Henry responded by picking up the pace even further, slamming into his
daughter's cunny with more speed and force, a dual set of fleshy slapping sounds
now filling the teenager's room: One from Henry's nutsack bouncing against
Honey's ass, and the other from the two of her massive mammaries smacking
together with the rhythm of their copulation. Letting out a girlish squeal,
Honey continued: "And yes, Mommy told me about your honeymoon. She said that you
guys got kicked out of the hotel pool for humping on the diving board in front
of a dozen couples and their kids! And then you were allowed to go back after
she sucked off the manager at the front desk! Tee hee hee! Mommy must have been
one wild bimbo back in the day!" Honey wrapped her thick legs around her
horse-hung father's lower back, her ankles crossing just over his firm buttocks
which were clenching and unclenching rapidly with the effort of his pounding.

"Oh, ohhhhhhhhhh, my tittied chubby Hon-Hon! Mmmmmm!" Henry managed, his
jackhammering of his sweet sixteen little plumper newly cock-receiving pussy
with his stalk of wee wee as her legs locked him into her personal space and he
fed his penis to her, its gristly hardness making her squeal, giggle, scream and
laugh like the young big-honkered, voluptuously full-bodied little minx that she
was. "Your mommy and I, ohhhhhh ohhhhhh, had a lot of sex on our honeymoon!
Fuuucccckkkkkk! And a lot of it wasn't with each other too! Ha ha ha! Oh,
Honseys, Daddy is getting so fucking close! Uh! Uh!"

"Tee hee! Da-Da! Ohhhhh! Da-Da! Wee wee! Da-Da! Wee wee!" the silly, immature
and jiggly stacked with young titmeat cheerleader moaned like an incantation, a
paean to the daddy that she wanted more than any other prick in the world.
"Da-da! Wee wee! Daddy, I'm so hungry for it! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, my little boxy
needs! Wheeeeee! It tickles like when you used to tickle my chubby baby belly
when I was younger, right when my boobies were still budding! Tee hee!
Oooooooooo, Da-Da! Even then your pee wee would make your pants look all tight
and funny and you had to loosen your belt! Uhhhhhhh! Da-Da! Wee wee me!
Daddy-love is my favorite! I love you, Daddy! Oh, holy wankers! Golly, gee! I'm
a Daddy's girl!"

"Yes, you are," Henry agreed, now taking her legs and rolling them back over her
shoulders, her knees squashing her overstuffed boobers as he shifted athwart her
again to do the last few minutes of incestuous log-jamming required to make his
cock spit inside his silly busty baby's neophyte tunnel. He was not far from the
paradise that they both would soon experience.

Placing each of his hands on the back of Honey's thighs, Henry began to use his
arms as well as his wee wee as leverage and began really giving it to his
tittie-stacked daughter's pussy, jackhammering into her honeybox with a youthful
vigor that belied his 34 years of age. Their movements were now becoming a blur
of flesh, as Henry's cock slid in and out of his Honey's pussy like an oil drill
on overdrive, his balls slapping loudly against her ass and making a loud noise
like a metronome on full presto. Even with Honey's legs covering her nipples,
most of her massive pillowy breasts were still visible to the elder Humper's
lustful eyes, his gaze transfixed on the jiggling flesh melons as they rippled
and smacked each other on each backstroke, the creaking bedsprings giving them
extra bounce as they fucked.

"Oh! Honey-baby!" Henry moaned, his eyes wide as saucers and his mouth forming
the dumb lecherous grin of a horny frat boy "Your pussy is even tighter when we
fuck like this! You feel that extra tickly right now from the head of my cock,
sweetie? That's called the 'g-spot'! It's one of the most sensitive areas of a
woman's cunny and will give you all kinds of pleasure if you get a man to hit it
just right." Henry laughed inwardly at the impromptu anatomy lesson he was
giving his daughter with both his words and his wee wee. "Next time you and
Peter Long have sex, ask him to fuck you like this, or doggie style. In fact,
I'll tell him myself after practice tomorrow! Ha ha ha!"

"OH, Daddy! That DOES feel fantastic!" Honey screamed, her ass now fully lifted
off the bed as her father pile-drived her pussy with reckless abandon, her
feminine pleasure chest aching with desire and tingling with sensation as she
approached her orgasm. "Mommy did tell me about it before, but I think this is
the first time any man has discovered mine! You're like the Christopher Columbus
of my pussy! Tee hee! Mmmmm, oh! Oh! Oh! Mmmm! Aahhhhh! Uhhhhh! Mmmmm!" Honey
continued to cry, fully giving herself over to the penile assault on her
feminine fortress, the slick pistoning of her father's cockmeat sending
unspeakable pleasure throughout her body as she grabbed her left bouncing boob
with her hand and began tweaking a nipple, her left hand gripping Henry's arm
and digging in with her pink polished fingernails. "Holy freakin' shitsky!
Freakin' fuck me, Daddy!" Her vaginal tingles now built unavoidably into the
familiar sweet release of orgasm.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm like, I'm gonna..............Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" young
pontoon-boobed Honey Humper finally toppled inexorably over the edge and she
felt the most incredible sensations emanating from her pussy that she had ever
experienced before. The sweet sixteen tittie girl's cunny exploded with the fuck
tingles her daddy had given her a few times before, but this was the hottest
orgasm she had ever come close to having. "Oooooooooo, Da-Da! My little dent!"

The orgasm scrunched her eyes, moving up into her wiggling stomach that leaped
with her efforts and then cascaded into the cutest, pillowiest, chubbiest Humper
knockers that had ever existed. And Henry soon followed. His giant horsecock
plunged down her pink chasm a half dozen more times as his girl's boobah ta tas
crunched into him. Her fingernails dug into his back and her legs flailed in the
air with her cries of pleasurable gratitude for daddy's wee wee. Henry felt his
balls tense and then loosen and the jet streams of jism rush from his huge sack
and into the inner tube of the snake of his organ as they heatedly burst from
his loins and spit up like sloppy venom, splashing into the deepest back wall of
his daughter's feminine slot.

"Ohhhhhhh, Honey-tits Sugar Boobs, my weeeeeeeee weeeeeeeeeee!" Henry hollered
out, his dick going off like a powder keg, his hands holding her jumbo juggies,
his balls contributing their all and his eyes crunched close and the breath
coming from his mouth in huffs as Honey was flat out screaming as he coated her
insides.

"Daddy, flood my pussy!" Honey begged, tossing around like a minx possessed, her
zeppelin breasts following suit.

"Oh, I'm gonna flood your pussy, baby! I'm flooding it with more cum than you've
ever seen before in your short sexual life, you jumbo-jugged, vice-vagina'd
blonde bimbo daughter of mine!" Henry cried out vulgarly, his dick burning with
indescribable pleasure as he shoved his it into Honey's pussy all the way to the
hilt, his balls clenching and churning out the biggest load he had squirted all
week. "Goddamn, your pussy is so fucking tight, baby! Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!
Uhhh... UGGGGHHH UGHHHHHHH! FUCK! You like having Daddy's load in you, baby?
Cause I sure as fuck do! Ha ha ha! That's it! Milk every last drop of cum out of
my cock, Honey-baby! Oh, Daddy loves you, sweetie! He loves every inch of you,
especially those inches inside! Ohhhhh, FUCK, yeah!" Henry continued to yell out
hilarious obscenities as he squirted wave after wave of baby batter inside her,
his copious load now simply too voluminous to be held by Honey's pussy as it
began to drip out the sides and run down her round ass and his bloated balls,
making a complete mess of her sheets.

"Oh, Daddy! I don't think I've ever had this much cum inside me before! It's a
good thing Mommy got me on the pill early, because otherwise you'd probably be
knocking me up with quadruplets right now! Tee hee!" Honey laughed, digging her
nails deeply into Henry's back as she rode the wave of her own orgasm, her pussy
contracting and spasming uncontrollably and squeezing even more of Henry's
already massive load out of the shaft of his penis. "Oh, Daddy, it feels so
good! Nothing beats the feel of a nice yummy load right in my pussy! Oh!
Mmmmmmm! Yes!" Honey was truly a budding young cum addict just like her
mother/grandmother Hilda, who had clearly passed on the Humper's insane appetite
for all things carnal to the newest generation of the overstacked clan.

Both of their orgasms gradually waned and the father-daughter mattress team
sighed deeply with contentment. Henry still perched atop her and lovingly held
his wee wee inside his boobie baby girl's vagina for a few minutes more as it
took its time shrinking after such a hard and hearty fucking plumbing of her
deepest insides.

"I love you, Honey," he told her sincerely, leaning to kiss her softly on the
lips as he gently rubbed her naked breasts with his hands and patted her chubby
belly. She slipped him the tongue as they kissed. It was just out of habit,
Henry thought. "Wow, I did squirt a lot of cum in here, didn't I?"

"Tee hee! That's okay, Daddy!" Honey said in a bubbly voice as Henry tinkered
with her left areola and nipple, feeling his cock finally beginning to shrink
inside of her. "If you wanted to knock me up, I wouldn't mind! Hee hee! I mean,
golly, I'd be glad to have your babies! My belly would get even chubbier, my
boobies would get freakin' huge and I could be a mommy like Mommy is and nurse
all of 'em all the time! Wheeeeeee! I mean, I was just jokin' about bein' on the
pill, Daddy! That's silly! Holy shitsky, if you want to put a bun in my chubby
oven, it might just be the funnest thing ever! I mean, Humper babies are gonna
be big-boobied and wee weed kids! I could feed 'em with my tits and take care of
'em like a good good mommy would! Tee hee!"

"I'll bet you would, darling," Henry told her, letting go of her juggies and
evacuating his pee pee pole from out of her sweet swimming hole at last. "We
could grow 'em up with big parts and raise 'em like Humpers."

Sliding his now completely wet and glistening penis out of Honey's pussy with a
loud 'pop' Henry collapsed on the bed next to his daughter and began
absentmindedly stroking her left tittie as his daughter lovingly rested her head
on his chest.

"That would be wild, Sugar-tits. And maybe someday when you're older I'll give
you a few babies. It would be wild to have a daughter who was also my
granddaughter! Ha ha ha! But there's no rush, sweetie. You're still young and
before you settle down you've got a lot of fucking fun ahead of you. And a lot
of fun fucking too!" Henry told Honey as he gave her a fatherly kiss on the
forehead, his dispensing of parental wisdom pretty absurd given the
circumstances. After all, he was lying naked with his daughter on her bed, a
hand on her tittie as she played with his flaccid cock, his own cum leaking out
of her vagina in the aftermath of their familial coitus session. It was just
another chapter in the sexual insanity of the Humper family.

"You're right, Daddy," Honey replied, still breathless from the recovery of her
own orgasm, her rapid breathing causing her humungous chest charms to rise and
fall like a rippling ocean at high tide. "There's no need to rush. I'd like to
sample a few hundred more wee wees before I pop a little baby Humper out! Tee
hee!" Feeling her father's flaccid stalk of man-meat begin to rethicken as she
stroked it, Honey got a wicked idea. "Say, Daddy, I think we should probably
shower before heading back downstairs to help Momma with the Christmas presents,
but it seems like Mr. Happy is starting to wake up again!" Her wicked grin
contrasted with her cherubic face. "Why don't we head down the hall and have a
little fun in you and Momma's bathroom? You guys did have that shower renovated
for two, after all."

Several minutes later……

"Come on, Daddy!" Honey giggled, her chubby boobies, belly and plump ass jiggled
as she took her father's giant foot-long stick shift in hand and led him down
the hallway as they heard the sounds and moans of Harvey and Hayley going at it
from inside the room the two girls shared and then the sounds of Hardy crying
out in pleasure from where Hilda had taken a break from wrapping gifts
downstairs to give her son a blow job next to the Christmas tree. Baby-faced
Honey's wobblers heavily bounded up and down on her chest and shoulders as she
led her long-donged daddy into the bathroom by the cock. She let go of his organ
long enough to pull back the shower curtain and turn on the faucet to allow the
water to warm up.

"Ohhhhhh, Daddy, isn't it so very much fun to be a Humper? Tee hee! I just love
it! And do you know what's more fun than that?"

"What's that, Chubby Baby?"

"Mmmmmmm," Honey cooed hungrily as she reached again to stroke his protracted
cock hornily and then indulgently rubbed her clit with her tiny fingers. "The
funnest thing of all is being a Daddy's Girl!"


THE END