Honeybun Pumps Iron Chapter 3
By Mr. Purple 



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"Enough of this, Katie. I'm your father. Step aside." I ordered and marched
forward toward her outstretched hand, praying she'd drop it. She didn't. I
pushed into it. Neither her arm nor her body budged. I grabbed it with my free
hand and pushed down, it stayed parallel to the floor. I leaned my weight into
it and she calmly held me up.

"I'm over 18 daddy, I don't have to do what you say."

"It's my house."

"You can kick me out anytime you want, after you get by me." She slapped the
magazine out of my other hand. "You should use both hands." We both looked
down at my boxers. My iron hard penis had forced its way through the front
slit and was bobbing at her hungrily.

She smirked slightly as I stuffed it back in. I had to get past her. The only
thing keeping me from cumming already was how nervous she was making me. I
backed up five feet and charged her as fast as I could, right hand forward
like a football player. I was aiming for her right arm, hoping to spin past
her. Instead, she stepped slightly to the side and my hand slammed into her
right tit.

Her tit and the rest of her stood firm while my arm crumpled against the
impact. I would have slammed to the floor if Katie hadn't grabbed my other arm
and held me up. My hand stayed on her breast. If I didn't know it was real, I
would never have believed it because it was so large and firm. She flexed her
pec and it pushed my hand upward and outward. I gasped, my knees felt weak. I
would have fallen again if she hadn't still been holding me.

I finally realized what I was doing and snatched my hand back. "Aren't my
boobs fantastic, Daddy?" she asked.

I looked at her. She held me up with just one arm, while her breasts pushed
out and she stood there so beautiful, tall, and powerful. I was never going to
get past her. I could feel my dick pushing out of my boxers again. "Why are
you being so mean to your father?" I asked, trying not to whine as I did.

She gave me a hurt look, grabbed me by the armpits, lifted me up, and pressed
me over her head, just as she had that heavy barbell. She locked eyes with me,
her emerald green eyes blazed. "I'm not being mean to you daddy. I'm being
incredibly good to you. You just don't see it yet. But you will."

She slid one hand down to my left leg and the other to my chest so I was
parallel to the floor. "I'd grab on to my arm," she told me. I grabbed the arm
on my chest, one hand on her triceps, the other on her forearm. She let go of
my leg and held me up one armed.

"Ahh," I moaned as I brought my legs in to try and stay balanced atop her
hand. She began to walk toward the stairs. Despite my terror, I started to
squeeze her triceps. Sue's muscles have a nice soft layer of flesh over them.
Katies muscles were pure unyielding steel cable. Just as she got to the stair,
she stopped and posed with me high in the air. Why had she done that I
wondered?

She gently lowered me to the floor, flipping me over so I was on my back with
my head nearest the stairs. Just before I touched the floor, she swept my
shorts off. I gasped, I almost covered my raging hard on with my hands but
even that little contact would certainly start me shooting.

She pulled off her bra. Her large tits jiggled the slightest bit, then she
dropped her panties. A fine line of honey gold hair covered her snatch. "What
are you doing, Katie?" I asked starting to back away.

"Taking care of this daddy," she replied, crouching down right over my
erection. The traitorous organ lifted up as if reaching for that golden
thatch.

"Wow, you have a nice huge dick, Daddy. I'm really looking forward to this."

Oh, god, oh,god. "Honey, we can't do this, it's incest, it's wrong."

"That's an anachronistic taboo from when society was concerned about
inbreeding. Modern birth control means that's no longer a concern."

"What the hell are they teaching you in college." I tried to slide back but
she rested a hand on my chest, trapping me to the floor without the slightest
strain. Desperate, I said, "Your mother will kill us. Maybe not you, but
definitely me."

"Oh," she looked toward the stairs. "Will you?"

I heard a familiar voice say, "Probably not." I tilted my head back to see Sue
walking down the stairs.

"Honeybun, it's not what you think. I didn't ... she ... I." My brain froze in
terror.

"It's ok, dear. I know you didn't start this. I'm amazed you've resisted so
well. I mean look at her." Katie preened for us, rolling her head from side to
side and rubbing one long arm against the other above her head so we could get
the full effect of her beauty.

I noticed my wife was in her bra and panties. And were her panties wet? "How
long have you been watching," I asked suspiciously?

"Since she started doing chin ups." she replied, looking sheepish. Before I
could be outraged that she hadn't stepped in, she added, "I knew she wouldn't
actually hurt you."

Unbelievable. "You're not actually ok with her fucking me, are you?"

She shrugged. "You've seen the kind of creeps she's always with. Maybe being
with someone kind and decent will do her good, set her toward a better kind of
guy. And you've had a vasectomy, so no worries there. I'm fine with it."

"Well, now that that's settled," Katie said, lowering herself closer to my
dick.

"Stop," Sue ordered. "Katie, you know how I feel about consent. It goes for
men and women. You can't have sex with your father unless he gives you
explicit permission." Katie pouted but moved back a little.

I sighed with relief. Since that was never going to happen, I could finally
get out of here. I started to push myself up.

Then Sue added, "He really likes seeing girl muscle."

"Is that all?" Katie said happily. "Check this out." She flexed her left bicep
in front of my face. She had an insane peak for such a slim girl. Then she
started flexing her pecs. I'd managed to keep from looking at her breasts
since she'd pulled off her bra but now I couldn't help but look at those
perfect grapefruits wobble up and down.

This is a metaphorical representation of the conversation going on in my head.

Angel: This is incest.

Devil: She an adult, and do you see those guns.

Angel: It's immoral.

Devil: Honeybun is fine with it, and look at those frigging breasts.

Katie rubbed my hand over her stomach. She flexed and relaxed her abs over and
over making them undulate .

Angel: Do you feel that, I give up. We have to fuck her.

Devil: Its like silk over steel. Oh, sorry, I thought we were still arguing.

Katie leaned in close and whispered, "C'mon, Daddy, you know you want to."

I nodded. "Yes, take me Katie, please take me.

She squealed and began to reach for my rod. "Wait," Sue said.

"What now," Katie and I said in unison.

"He's going to blow the second you put it in you. Then who knows how long
you'll be waiting. Just look at it."

The two women peered closely at my dick. It twitched up and down, liquid kept
dripping out of it like a leaky faucet, it was almost purple from all the
blood crammed into it.

I looked toward the ceiling. God, just kill me now. This was too humiliating.

"Here, I think I can help." Sue put her hands over my eyes. "Honey, I want you
to think about that time we went to the clothing optional beach last summer.
Remember when that 400 lbs. man put his blanket right next to us and stripped
down. Remember how he got down on his hands and knees so his huge butt was
facing right at us."

"Ugh," I said as I remembered that.

"Remember how he started spreading suntan lotion on his huge man boobs." I
did. I was grossed out but at least no longer on the edge. I felt something
incredibly warm and tight slowly slide down on my rod.

"Real slow," Sue whispered to Katie. "Remember how warm it was and how he
started to sweat. He was just covered in it. It puddled in his belly button."

Katie began going up and down my cock. It was wonderful. I heard a smacking
sound above me.

"Hey, what's going on out there."

"Don't you worry about that. Just keep thinking about the fat man."

I heard more smacking noises. It went on for several minute and Sue was no
longer talking about the fat man. Then there was a low groan, but not from
Katie. Sue's fingers had loosened and I could see thru the gap. Holy crap,
Katie was kissing her mom and had her fingers jammed into her pussy. Sue was
using her free hand to caress Katie's abs just like I had.

Sue moaned louder and her hand fell completely away. The sight of the two
powerful women making out blew every circuit in brain. My hips thrust up, I
grabbed Katie by the waist, and I started ramming my dick into my daughter as
fast as I could as my seed shot upward into her in blast after blast. I saw my
wife start moaning even louder as her own orgasm came. Finally, just as my
last squirt of sperm fired into her tight snatch, my daughter launched into
her own orgasm.

I lay back on the floor thinking I might pass out. My wife plopped next to me.
Even though she came last, Katie recovered first. She leaned over me, her
boobs grazing my chest. "So, are you throwing me out of the house, Daddy?"

"What, no, don't be ridiculous. I'd never do that."

"Thanks, Daddy." She kissed my cheek, then kissed her mother's cheek. She got
up and added, "I'll make dinner. You two rest up down here."

She walked up the stairs. When she got to the top, she said, "Best daughter,
ever."

I looked at Sue, who looked back at me. "Honeybun, did our daughter just domme
us?"

"Yes, I think she did." She rolled toward me, sweat dripping off her breasts.

"There's just one thing I don't understand. Why did you tell her I'd be done
if I came." I pointed at my still hard cock. "You know when I get like this I
need to cum more than once."

She reached over and pulled me on top of her and wrapped her powerful thighs
around me. "Because I wanted a turn, of course. Now, I need you to ram that
thing in and out of me as hard as you can."

I immediately did as she ordered.