Mona Hanson sat back in the plush, leather chair and looked at her lawyer, Howard Mason, who was nervously patting his fat lips with a handkerchief.
"Miss Hanson, my dear," Howard said pleadingly, "what you ask is impossible."
Mona smiled and got up out of her chair. She was a tall woman of twenty-two, with long, red hair, and she was wearing a black leather outfit that neatly hugged the incredible curves of her luscious body.
She walked over to Howard and stood over the fat, short, baldheaded man, who was slightly trembling.
"You fucking worm!" Mona cried with blazing eyes. "Would you like me to tell my father that it's impossible?"
"Mona, please!" Howard begged. He looked up into her eyes and then he dropped his gaze to the cleavage between Mona's melon-like tits. He would gladly have smothered himself to death between those sexy mountains of flesh at that very moment.
"Please, my ass, Howie. That fat horse you're married to and those walking abortions that you call children, do they like living in that big house? Do they like the clothes on their backs that were put there by my father's money? How long would you be able to live like you've been doing without my daddy to pay the bills?" Mona asked, towering over the trembling man.
Howard nodded and said, "What you're saying is right, Mona, darling. My wife and kids love the house and the clothes. Jesus, you ought to see the charge accounts!"
"I know all about your charge accounts, Howard. There is not a facet of your life that I and my parents are not aware of. We know all about you, as we know all about everyone that we employ," Mona replied, walking back to her chair.
Howard glared at her back and clenched his fists. That a young, rich bitch could talk to a fifty-two-year-old man that way was a disgrace! But he'd take that and anything that Mona Hanson wanted to hand out as long as she and her family had their fortune and paid his firm one hundred and fifty thousand dollars a year.
Mona turned to face him and Howard quickly changed the expression on his face. He wet his lips like a guilty child and tried to smile.
"Yes, Howard, I can see you and that cow you married and your piggy kids, bare-assed and homeless. You're so deep in debt, what with gifts to all your wife's relatives, country club bullshit and all the rest, that you could be wiped out in an afternoon if my father ever took the notion to make a few calls," Mona said, smiling back at Howard.
"Please, Mona!" Howard said, placing his hands together.
"I am Miss Hanson to you!" Mona cried. "Now tell me, for the last time, are you going to do as I have ordered?"
"I'll try, Miss Hanson. I'll try hard and that's all that I can tell you."
Mona narrowed her blue eyes and said, "You will not only try, Howie; you will succeed. You have two days, and I believe that we are being generous, before your world turns upside down. I promise you that if you have not delivered a real stud and a spirited female, who should be slightly innocent, two days from now, we will withdraw our support from your firm and the District Attorney will receive evidence of one of your past transgressions."
Howard's eyes opened wide. "Which one?"
Mona laughed and said, "I'll leave that to your limited imagination. Just rest assured that I mean exactly what I say."
"But, what's the matter with the couples that I've been sending you?" Howard asked.
"Whores and idiots? My father is slightly bored with their acting ability, Howie. He wants something a little different and fresh. That is exactly what I am going to give him," Mona said.
Howard nodded. "I understand, my dear, but where can I find two such people on such short notice?"
"That is not my problem," Mona replied.
Howard buried his face in his hands. "Where, oh, God, where?" he moaned.
There was a knock on the door and Howard cried, "What in the hell is it?"
The door opened and Anna, Howard's fifty-year-old secretary, who had been personally approved for hiring by Howard's wife, stuck her head in the door.
"There must be something wrong with the intercom, Mr. Mason," Anna said. "I buzzed you twice and you didn't answer."
Howard had to take his anger out on someone so he shouted, "Of course I didn't answer, stupid! When Miss Hanson is in my office I am not to be disturbed, as I've told you a thousand times, and I shut my intercom off! Now, get the fuck out of here!"
Anna's mouth dropped open and her face turned red. "Mr. Mason, sir! What's come over you?"
"Beat it, you stupid bitch!"
"Mr. Mason, you asked me to have those deeds for Miss Hanson brought over from the bank. As soon as she has finished with them and signed the papers that you had me prepare, Mr. Kelly will take them to the court house," Anna said, with a trembling voice.
Howard glared at her for a moment and then he said, "Okay, okay, where the fuck are the papers? Are you going to keep Miss Hanson waiting all day?"
"No, sir!" Anna cried, breaking into a fit of sobs.
She turned and disappeared from view. Then a moment later a young man with broad shoulders and red hair entered the room looking very puzzled.
"Is something the matter?" the young man asked.
"No! Everything is fine! Give me the papers!" Howard cried impatiently.
Mona was looking intently at the young man and taking a physical inventory of his well-developed body. She noted that he resembled the actor, Clint Eastwood, and was quite a handsome specimen with a narrow waist and a decided bulge at his crotch.
Howard jerked the briefcase out of the young man's hands as Mona said, "Howard, darling, why don't you introduce this man to me?"
"Huh?" Howard mumbled, glancing up at Mona and then over at the young man. "Uh, I don't know who he is! I never saw him before."
"I'm David Kelly," the young man said, flashing a big smile at Mona. "And you're Mona Hanson. I don't think there's anyone that reads the papers that wouldn't recognize you."
Mona looked deep into David's eyes and then ran her eyes down to his crotch. She smiled and then said, "Are you with the bank, David?"
David glanced over at Howard, who was shuffling through some papers that he had taken from the briefcase. "No, Miss Hanson," he answered, "I work for Mr. Mason."
Mona chuckled and said, "You work for Mr. Mason and he says that he has never seen you."
"What's that?" Howard asked. "You work for me, fella?"
David nodded and said, "I started yesterday. I'm doing legal research work for you." Howard looked puzzled for a moment and then he nodded. "Yes. You took Carter's job."
"That's right," David said, nodding and smiling.
Mona pursed her lips in thought and then she said, "David, would you be a dear and leave Mr. Mason and myself alone for a few minutes. You'll be called when we need you."
"Certainly, Miss Hanson!" David said, smiling and eager to please.
As soon as David had closed the door behind himself, Mona got out of her chair and walked over to Howard, who was deep into sorting out the proper papers for Mona's signature.
"Howard!" Mona cried.
"What?" Howard asked, jerking his head up. His nose was only a few inches away from Mona's sexy chest. He smiled.
Mona took hold of his chin and said, "I want to see all the information that you have on Mr. David Kelly. Wipe that silly expression off your face and move your ass!"
"Information?"
"You do have employees fill out applications, don't' you?" Mona asked. Howard nodded. "Get me his!" Howard was puzzled for a second and then comprehension set in. "Yessss! The application!" he cried, hitting the button on his intercom.
Anna's voice asked, "Yes, Mr. Mason?"
"Get me David Kelly's application for employment, immediately!" Howard said.
"Yes, sir," Anna replied.
A few minutes later Anna handed the application to Howard and went back to her desk. Mona took the form from Howard and began reading it aloud.
"David Kelly, age twenty-six. Married, huh? Two years of college and he has ambitions for a career as a criminal lawyer."
Howard frowned and said, "Married, eh? Well that lets him out."
Mona threw back her head and laughed. Then she said, "It's no wonder that you've been sending us all those losers, Howie;, you have no imagination."
"You mean it doesn't matter if he has a wife?"
"Exactly!" Mona replied. "As a matter of fact, it makes it more interesting."
"What do you want me to do?" Howard asked.
"Do? I want you to put those silly papers in that briefcase and take them back to the bank, yourself. Then you are to go home for the rest of the day and let me use your office," Mona said.
Howard smiled and his eyes lit up. "What are you going to do?"
"That's none of your fucking business! Would you like to hide in your washroom and watch?" Mona asked, glaring at Howard.
He shook his head from side to side. "No, my dear. Forgive me!" he said, jumping up and stuffing the papers into the briefcase as he had been told to do. "I hope that it goes just the way you want."
Mona settled back in her chair and said, "Send David in on your way out and don't dare come back in here again today for anything."
Howard walked quickly to his office door and opened it. He waved to David and said, "Miss Hanson would like to talk to you, Kelly. See that you're polite and do exactly what she wants you to do, no matter what it is."
"Yes, sir!" Mona heard David say and then the door was closing behind David as he stepped into the office.
David smiled nervously at Mona and said, "What can I do for you, Miss Hanson?"
Mona reached into her leather purse and pulled out a gold cigarette case. She tossed it to David, who barely caught it, and said, "Forget the Miss Hanson, Dave. My friends call me Mona. Light a cigarette for me and tell me all about yourself."
"There isn't much to tell, Miss-Mona," he said, opening the case and selecting a cigarette. He stuck the cigarette in his mouth and used the lighter on the case to light it.
"How long have you been married, Dave?" Mona asked.
"Two years," he said, walking over to her with the cigarette.
She took it from him and stuck it in her mouth. Taking a long drag on the cigarette, Mona let the smoke slowly out of her nostrils and said, "How's your sex life?"
David raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. "I'm not complaining."
"Is she?" Mona asked, with a smile.
"Cynthia? Hell, no! At least, not so's you'd notice it," David said. "I guess she's satisfied."
"You make it with other women since you've been married?"
He shook his head. "She watches me too close and besides, up till now, I haven't seen anything that was worth the trouble, what with all I have at home."
Mona puffed on her cigarette and looked down at his application. 'Tour sister and mother live with you and your wife?" Mona asked.
"That's right. Cyn' and I moved in with mom and sis about six months ago, right after my father died. It's a big house and there's quite a mortgage on it," David replied.
"And how old are mom and sis?" Mona asked.
"My mother is forty-two and my sister is sixteen."
"Is your sister a virgin?" Mona asked.
David frowned and said, "What has that got to do with-"
"I'll ask the questions and you answer them!" Mona said sharply, interrupting him.
Nodding, David said, "Okay, Mona. As far as I know my sister is a virgin."
"Does she have a boyfriend?" Mona asked.
David shrugged. "There's a kid that hangs around but mom keeps a sharp eye on Linda."
Mona looked at David and asked, "What kind of condition is your mother in?"
There was a couch by the chair that Mona was sitting on. David walked to the couch and sat down. "I really don't understand why you are asking me all these questions."
"Your mother's condition, please?"
David let out a sigh and said, "My mother is in fine condition. She's forty-two and she looks thirty. She has a good figure and she's in good health."
"Attractive?" Mona asked.
"Beautiful," David said. "She won a few beauty contests when she was in high school."
"Fine. Did you ever have sexual relations of any kind with either your sister or your mother?" Mona asked, with hardly a trace of emotion.
"God damn, woman! You do ask the questions!" David said, a little angry.
"How about an answer?"
David shook his head. "I certainly did not!"
"Did you ever have the desire to fuck either of them?" Mona asked.
He stood up and said, "I don't know what you have on your mind, lady, but I don't have to sit here and listen to this! If you want to discuss sex we can get you a couple of dirty old men to talk to."
Mona smiled and said, "Such an angry young man! Come over here."
David had an idea that he was being made fun of and his eyes blazed as he said, "What for?"
"Are you afraid of me, Kelly?"
He moved close to her chair and said, "Now what?"
"Slowly unzip your pants and take your cock out," Mona replied, looking at his crotch.
David looked at the door to the office and then back at Mona. "Okay, what's the joke? Am I being set up for something? I open my pants and you yell rape or something?"'
I want to get an idea of the size of your penis, David. You wouldn't mind showing your prick to me, would you?" Mona asked with a smile.
David looked into her eyes and wondered what in the hell it was all about. Here was the heiress to a huge fortune, who just happened to be the most beautiful woman he had ever been in the same room with, asking him, David Kelly, to take' his cock out and show it to her! Was this some kind of crazy loyalty test that Mason had dreamed up to see how he would handle the firm's clients or was this delectable piece of ass just cock-crazy?
"Well?" Mona asked, running her eyes down to his crotch.
"Mona, I don't think this is the time or place for something like this," David said. "I mean, Mr. Mason trusts me to--"
"Mr. Mason told you to do exactly what I wanted you to do, no matter what it was," Mona said impatiently. "Do I have to report that your were uncooperative?"
"Okay, Mona," David said, smiling. "I don't know what your game is but I'll play it with you. You said to slowly unzip my pants, didn't you?"
She watched his fingers move to the zipper on his slacks and she nodded. "That's exactly what I said."
He watched her face as his fingers pulled the zipper tab down. Inch by inch his pants opened until the zipper was as far down as it would go. Then he reached into his pants, located the opening in his shorts, and reached inside for his cock. He took hold of his limber prick and slowly pulled it out.
It was a big cock and Mona's eyes lighted up with delight as she licked her lips and said, "That's some piece of meat you have there."
He let go of his cock and let it dangle before her eyes for a few seconds before he said, "Is that all?"
"Far from it," she said, putting her cigarette out. I want to see it hard."
David laughed and said, "Come on! You can't mean it!"
Mona's eyes narrowed and she looked up at him. "Listen, you son of a bitch, let's get one thing straight. I'm not in the habit of wasting my time by saying things that I don't mean. Your future, at this point, could become very interesting but I'm not going to waste my time on someone who wants to act like a dumb country boy. So, either do what I tell you to do or get out of this office."
He stared at her. What did she mean when she said that his future could become very interesting? He wondered as he heard himself say, "I'm sorry, Mona. It's just that nothing like this has ever happened to me before."
The anger left her eyes and was replaced by expectation. "All right, we'll forget your stupid attitude. Make your cock hard!" she demanded, leaning back in her chair and crossing her long, sleek legs.
He swallowed and asked, "How?"
"Come now, David," she said, chuckling. "You're a big boy. Surely you must've played with yourself at some time in your life."
He nodded and said, "But I was alone. I need a little stimulation to turn me on. Maybe if you play with me."
Mona shook her head. "I'm not doing to touch it, for now. But, I will give you a little help."
Mona was wearing a black leather skirt that came down to her kneecaps and a pair of black leather boots. She slowly uncrossed her long legs and spread them apart as she began to push her skirt back, uncovering her tanned thighs.
David wet his lips and felt his cock quiver as he watched her push the skirt until it was bunched around her hips. Then his cock gave a jerk as she wet her lips and raised herself up so she could pull her black bikini panties down over her buttocks.
"Do you like what you see, stud?" she asked, pulling the panties down over her thighs and legs to her ankles.
"Yes," he whispered, as his fingers found his prick and encircled it. "You have a beautifu!" body."
She smiled as he began to squeeze his stiffening prick. "Pull your balls out, David and let me see them too," she said, as she watched his hand slowly stroking back and forth on his uncircumcised cock.
"Why don't I take off my pants and shorts, Mona?" he asked, feeling his cock getting harder and harder. "That way you could really get a good look at what I have."
"We'll do it my way, stud. Get those balls out and then take my panties the rest of the way off."
He nodded and quickly reached into his shorts and pulled both of his testicles out.
Mona's hands went to her tits and she cupped and squeezed them through the black leather of her blouse. "Mmmmm! You remind me of a bull that I once saw on a farm. Do you fuck like a bull, David?"
"Like a wild bull, Mona!" he said, his voice full of rising excitement. He moved closer to her and knelt down at her feet. Then with one hand on his cock, stroking back and forth, his other hand took hold of Mona's silky, black panties. He jerked them off her ankles, freeing her legs.
"That's better," she said, spreading her legs wide and revealing a thick nest of red pubic hair that was
: like fine down. 'Tour cock is getting bigger and bigger and harder and harder, isn't it, David?"
"Yes!" he said, breathing hard as his fingers tightened and stroked on his male flesh. "I want to fuck you, Mona."
"That's good, David," she said, moving her hands off her large breasts and running them down, down her body to her belly. She rubbed her skin in circular patterns while her ass began to move in restless patterns of sexual heat.
Then he watched her fingers moving through the triangular muff of hair between her generous thighs and he saw her take the lips of her pussy and pull them apart, revealing the moist, pink depths within.
"My cock is so hard that it hurts!" he said excitedly. "Why don't you lie down on the couch?"
She laughed and said, "Take off your clothes!"
"God, yes!" he said, getting up and grabbing at his belt.
His prick was rock-hard and pointing at the ceiling. Mona located her pink clit with her fingers and began rubbing it with a feathery touch as David quickly stripped off his pants and yanked down his shorts.
"I never watched anyone play with themselves before," David said, unbuttoning his shirt. "God, you're an exciting, sexy creature!"
"How would you like to watch your sister or your mother playing with themselves like this?" she asked, wetting her fingertips with her tongue and then rubbing at her love button again.
David frowned as his shirt hit the floor. "Come on, Mona, baby, don't tease me that way. I don't think of my mother and sister like that."
"You have a lot to learn, David," Mona said, moving her long fingers back and forth over the lips of her cunt. "I think it's going to be fun teaching you."
His clothes were off and his eyes watched her fingers playing with her pussy while his fingers stroked his long cock.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, Mona?" he asked.
She giggled and said, "Because I don't feel like it. I want you to get down on the floor on all fours, David. Between my legs!"
He hesitated for only a moment and then he got down on the floor between her legs. His head was very close to her cunt and he looked up at her face, awaiting her next command.
"Sniff my cunt!" she said, holding her pussy lips open for him.
He started to put his hands on her thighs and she said, "Get your hands off me! I told you to sniff my cunt and that's all I want you to do, like my doggy used to do, when I was twelve years old."
His nose was an inch away from her cunt and he took a deep sniff of her woman smell.
She reached out and took hold of the back of his head with both her hands and pulled his face tight into her crotch, burying his hose between the lips of her cunt.
"That's my good doggy!" she said, giggling. "Smell my sweet cunt, poochie! Do it nice and maybe your mistress will let you taste it."
His face was mashed against her wet cunt and he could hardly breathe. Then he pulled his face away from her pussy and said, "Jesus! Are you trying to smother me?""
She smiled and shook her head. "No, David. I have other plans for you. Lick my cunt."
He swallowed and moved his mouth to the center of her cunt lips. Then he stuck his tongue out and tasted her sex flesh.
"Slow and easy, light and dreamy, baby!" she said, moving her ass on the chair while her fingers played through his hair. "Tickle my clit with your tongue."
Okay, bitch! You want to be tickled, eh? Try this! he thought, bringing his lips down around her cunt lips and sucking a mouthful of her sex into his mouth as his tongue washed across her juice-covered flesh.
"Oh, David, you are a cunt-sucker, aren't you? That feels so groovy, honey dog!" she said, wiggling her ass and pressing her hands against the back of his head.
His hungry tongue drove deep into her cunt and he sucked at her insides, tasting her sweet juice and then his tongue was moving over her clit, barely touching it as she writhed in the chair, moaning in ecstasy.
"Faster! Lick it faster, you cunt-sucker! I'm going to come!" she cried, moving her ass from side to side on the chair.
He sucked and licked as fast as he could and then he felt her body stiffen for a moment as she began her orgasm. Her nails dug into the skin of his head and she pulled his face tight against her pussy until she was through.
She released his head then and said, "Well, that was very good, David. You must keep that wife of yours very happy."
David smiled and said, "Like I told you before, Mona, there's no complaints."
Mona smiled and said, "You can get up off the floor."
He got up and his cock was still hard. He gripped it and said, "How about lying down on the couch?"
"The couch? Now why should I do that?" she asked, innocently.
His lips tightened and he said, "I want to fuck you."
"That's too bad, doggy," she said, picking her panties up off the floor and stuffing them into her bag. "I'm not in the mood to fuck now. Perhaps another time."
"Oh, I get it," David said, angrily. "You're nothing but a fucking cockteaser."
She smiled and pulled her skirt down. "What's the matter, David? You got a big bone and you don't know what to do with it?"
He bent down and grabbed his shorts off the floor.
"You want your mistress to do something about that hard-on you have, Davey, baby?" Mona asked.
Cock-teasing, cunt bitch! "Yeah!" David said, sharply, gripping his cock and shaking it. "That would be nice!"
She smiled and asked, "Can you stand on your head?"
"Yeah, I think so," he said. "At least I used to be able to do it."
"Do it, Davey," she said, standing up, "and I'll suck your cock for as long as you can stay in that position."
He dropped his shorts and said, "I'll be damned if you aren't the strangest woman that I ever met in my life."
Mona giggled like a little girl and said, "You haven't seen anything yet, stud. Now, come on and stand on your head and let that beautiful piece of meat of yours dangle down so that Mona can suck."
The blood in his cock throbbed and he whispered, "Oh, Jesus!" as her fingers closed over the meaty head of his rigid prick and squeezed gently. He felt her soft tits firmly press against his bare chest, through the soft, black leather blouse that she wore. Her leather-covered thigh brushed against his naked thigh like a whisper of wind and she brought her wet mouth a few inches away from his waiting lips. He looked down and saw her tongue, a pink snake wiggling by his mouth. Her nails dug into the firm meat of his cock as she closed the gap and wrapped her hot lips around his mouth.
His arms wrapped around her, pulling her tighter against him as her tongue drove into his mouth and she increased the squeezing pressure on the head of his throbbing prick. He greedily sucked her tongue and she moved it back and forth like a cock.
He moaned around her tongue and his fingers moved over the flare of her hips, caressing and pressing, and then they were moving over the globes of her ass, squeezing in time to the anxious squeezes on his cock.
She broke the kiss and asked, against his mouth, "Will you stand on your head, love, so I can suck your cock? I'd like to eat your meat!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" he said, eagerly, as his tongue licked at her wet lips and his fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass.
She pushed him away from her and he moved to the far wall of the office, across the thickly carpeted floor.
"Where are you going?"
He winked and gave her a smile. "I got to use a wall, honey. I stay up longer that way."
She laughed and said, "Smart thinking, Kelly!"
He got into position and threw his legs into the air and his stiff erection flashed through the air. Then he braced himself against the wall with his cock jutting into space and his big, throbbing balls dangling down.
Mona gave a cry of delight and came closer to him. She gripped his waist with her fingers and then began moving them up to his buttocks pressed against the wall. She got her fingers between the wall and his ass and began pressing into his flesh, seeking the crack between his buttocks.
"Suck it!" he whispered hoarsely as he felt her warm breath on the skin of his prick head. "Suck it, baby!"
"Supposing I were your sister, David," she said, brushing his cock with the tip of her tongue. "Would you still tell me to suck it?"
"Yes, damn it, yes!"
"What's your sister's name?" she asked, caressing the sensitive spot on the under side of his cock with her tongue tip.
"Linda," he gasped as she swiped at his prick with her tongue.
"Say, Linda, suck my prick! Say, suck your brother's big, male cock!"
He didn't hesitate. "Linda, suck my prick! Suck your brother's big, male cock! Oh, please, Linda, suck it!" he said, humoring her in the heat of his excitement.
He was rewarded with the wetness of her mouth' and the exquisite feel of her skin against his. She pried at the cheeks of his ass and probed his asshole as she brought her mouth down over his cockhead, sucking hard.
Her mouth came sliding back, withdrawing from his prick, and she said, "Oh, I love your cock, doggy. It's so tasty and firm!"
Her lips were tight together and she pressed them against the tip of his cock. His cock was engulfed by her wide lips and then her tongue was swirling in her mouth over and around his prick.
She sucked and he stood on his .head. Her hands left his ass and she brought them around, gripping his balls as well as his cock. Her fingernails dug into the skin of the sac holding his testicles and she milked them as she brought her tongue up the side of his cock, licking at the skin.
"Mmmmm! Give me your cream, lover! Squirt it and let me eat it all up!" she cried, jerking at his cock and balls.
Her mouth went over his cock flesh, enveloping it like a wet, rubber glove and she sucked wildly up and down, holding his cock and balls prisoner.
He felt it begin and the pressure grew. Suck it, suck it! his mind said and she sucked it as the feeling of imminent ejaculation grew and grew.
She felt the veins on his cock throbbing with excitement and she knew that he was close to coming. She pumped and sucked his prick as her fingers urged his balls to give up the precious cargo they carried.
Mona gulped as the semen exploded out of the hole in David's cockhead, flooding the roof of her mouth and coursing over her sucking tongue. She swallowed and felt the sticky warmth of David's discharge slithering down her throat. She tightened her grip on his balls and pumped harder on his cock as she sucked all the come out of his pulsating prick.
She sucked on and David moaned low as the last of his sperm was sucked into the greedy mouth that was sucking at his stiff prick.
"Ohhhh, Mona, Mona, Mona!" he sighed.
She released him and took her mouth from his cock. "That was tasty, David."
His legs came down and he turned right side up. He smiled at her as his cock slowly settled down against his legs.
"Now what?" he asked.
"Get dressed, baby," she said, running her pink tongue over the edge of her lip to capture a stray globule of come. "I want to meet your family."
David didn't argue or reply. After the way his cock had been sucked, as no woman had ever sucked it, David was ready to follow her to hell, if that was where she wanted to go.
TWO
The pink champagne-colored Rolls purred as the baldheaded driver expertly wove his way through the city traffic and headed toward the suburbs where David lived. It was early afternoon and the hot sun beat down on the car as it moved swiftly out of the city.
Inside the car, the driver wore a pair of dark sunglasses that protected his narrow, green, snake-like eyes from the glare of the July sunshine. He was a hulk of a man with broad shoulders and a massive chest.
When he had stood outside Howard Mason's law office polishing the Rolls he had stood six-foot-six in his black leather uniform, complete with necktie and shiny black boots.
Christ, he looks like something out of the late-late show! David thought, as he approached the car, walking beside Mona. All that's missing is the swastika and the monocle.
"Gort," Mona said, smiling at the tall, ugly, bald-headed giant. "Mr. Kelly and I are going to his home. He will give you the address."
Gort's eyes flickered to David's face and David felt as though he had just been photographed. There was what might have been called a smile by some, but to David it was a warning: be careful!
David managed to get his address out of his mouth and Gort bowed slightly with his head as his massive hand opened the door of the Rolls.
Mona stepped into the car and then David wet his lips nervously and gave Gort a glance. The giant stared ahead and looked into space.
"Come on, Davey!" Mona said, impatiently reaching out and grabbing his hand.
He was in the car and he felt the thick carpet beneath his shoes. His fingers touched the black leather of the seat as he sat down and settled back into total luxury. The car door closed with a whisper and David felt the air-conditioned temperature.
Then he saw Gort get into the front seat and slip on his sunglasses. He looked at Mona and said, "Gort!"
Mona nodded. "It's a nickname. He's named after the robot in that movie, The Day the Earth Stood Still. Michael Rennie was in that one and he was that stud from outer space."
David remembered the movie and how the robot had been able to melt guns and tanks with a single beam that came out of a slot where his eyes should have been.
The car started and moved out into the traffic and Mona said, "Take off your clothes, David."
He looked out of the window nearest to him and then up at the back of Gort's head through the glass that separated the front seat from the back.
"Everybody will be able to see me through the windows, Mona," he replied, hoping she was kidding.
She smiled as her fingers went to the laces on her black leather blouse. "No one will be able to see anything we do, lover," she said, pressing a few buttons.
The windows blacked out and shut off the sunlight and it was replaced by the glow of a dim, red light, as the low sound of Bingo Starr's Devil Woman flooded through the back seat of the car.
"Stereo?" he asked.
"Quad," she replied, finding his zipper.
The music added to his haste as he tore off his tie and he started on his shirt. He felt his pants being opened and he saw her other hand unlacing the ties on her blouse.
"They're fantastic!" he said, looking down as she pulled her melon-like tits from the leather bra that held them. He had his shirt off and he was working on his belt when he saw her nipples, a deep pink and standing stiffly, like rubber erasers.
"What's your mother's name?" she asked, cupping her hands under her firm, up-thrust tits and squeezing them together so that her nipples kissed.
The game again, he thought. "My mother's name is Claire," he replied.
"Claire," Mona whispered, low and sexy, as she pulled her nipples toward her mouth and stuck her tongue out towards them. "Claire is licking her nipples and she would like her son, David, to lick and suck them for her. Would David like to suck them?"
"Oh, my, yes!" he answered, pulling off his pants and tossing them on the floor.
His cock was stiff again and its head was poking out through the opening of his shorts like a periscope.
"Mommy wants David to suck, David to suck," she whispered, holding her tits out with an offering gesture and a pout on her face. "Suck my titties nice and easy, baby David!" she sighed, settling back into the soft seat and taking his head into her hands.
His lips closed around her right nipple and his fingers caught at the fullness of her breast, caressing and feeling the silkiness of it.
"Suck and lick, David," she said, dreamily crossing her legs, "like a good baby."
As his lips moved to her other nipple and began sucking she looked down at the red head of his jerking prick and covered the silky head of it with the soft palm of her hand.
"Mmmmm!" she cried, letting out a low groan of sexual excitement. "Oh, David, suck your mother's tits harder, honey!"
"Momma, momma!" David sighed, moving his hips and pushing his prick against her soft hand, while his leg moved towards hers.
She took her hand off his cock and clutched at his head to stop him from sucking her. "Hey, baby, David, you better stop that! I'm getting all hot and my cunt is going to get all wet."
His leg moved between her legs and he brought it up, moving her legs and spreading them, while his hand followed. His hand was in the fur of her pussy and he was searching with his fingers for the promised land as he sucked at her nipple.
"Aren't you ashamed of the way you're handling your mother's pussy, David?" she asked, as she felt his fingers move into the wet warmth of her cunt.
"I love it, mommy!" he said, taking his mouth off her tits as another of his fingers joined the first in stroking her wet pussy. "You have such a juicy cunt, Claire!"
"Lie down on your back, David," she said, pushing his hand away. "I'm Linda and I want you to eat me a little."
David moved into position as the car purred across a bridge drawing closer and closer to David's home.
Mona was sitting on top of David's chest and the hair of her cunt was only a whisper away from his mouth. His fingers had slipped under her black leather skirt and he was caressing the cheeks of her ass with his hands and exploring the cleft between her buttocks.
"Lick it, cunt-sucker!" she cried, taking hold of his hair and moving her ass across his chest.
His tongue was out and waving wetly in the air and she saw a drop of saliva touch her cunt-hair just before his nose disappeared into her bush.
He sucked at her pussy, moving his fingers across the cheeks of her ass and pressing her sweet cuntlips to his hungry mouth.
"David, you are one of the best cunt lappers that I've ever had sucking my virgin cunt," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "Tell me how much you like sucking your sister's cunt!"
She rose up, moving her cuntlips away from his mouth, and pulled at his ears. "Tell me, David. Tell me that you love eating your sister. Go into detail about it, baby!"
"I love eating your virgin cunt, sis," he said, squeezing the globes of her ass as he looked up into her eyes. Whatever turns you on, he thought, as he said, "I love sucking your juice from your cunt and eating it, baby!"
"Do you dream of your sister's cunt?"
He smiled and blew her cunt a kiss. "I dream of my sister's cunt more than anything in the whole world. Smear it on my face, Linda, and let me eat your sweet meat!" he cried, rubbing the silky globes of her ass.
"Excellent, David!" Mona said, delighted with his performance. "I'm sure that you and your family will be a delightful addition to my collection."
"Huh?" he said, wondering what she was talking about.
"Ear and make me come!" she cried, pushing her cunt against his nose and mouth again.
His tongue moved up and down the groove of her hairy, wet pussy, licking and sucking at her slippery flesh while she writhed above him.
"Oh, David, yes!" she sighed, feeling the orgasm building within her as his mouth surrounded her pink clit and sucked, while his tongue washed back and forth over her flesh.
Her back arched and she grabbed his head, pressing her cunt tight against his face as she came and came. Then she was still and moving off his chest.
His prick was standing tall and sexual lubrication glistened on the tip of his cock. She gripped his prick and squeezed it while her tongue swiped at the hole and stole the sex juice.
"We'd better get dressed, David," she said, letting go of his prick. "We must be getting close to your house and you wouldn't want your family to see you like this, would you?"
David laughed, as he said, "I don't think my wife would understand at all. I wish I could've gotten my cock into your cunt."
"Patience," Mona said, smiling. "You'll get everything that's coming to you, in time."
A little later, after Mona had put herself back together and David had gotten dressed, the car pulled to a stop.
Mona pressed a button and asked, "Are we there, Gort?"
Gort's voice was gruff as he said, "Not yet, Miss. I have to stop for directions."
The giant got out of the car and Mona pressed another button that shut off the red light and made the glass transparent again.
"Are we close?" Mona asked.
David looked out of the window and moved away from Mona as though he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. "Jesus, we're right around the corner from my place. My wife buys gasoline in this station!"
Mona chuckled at David's reaction and patted his leg near his swollen cock. "You'd better do something about that rod you have there, lover and stop looking so damned guilty. Do you want your family to guess that you've been doing something naughty like sucking mommie's titties and licking sister's snatch?"
He took her hand off his cock and said, "Let it alone, Mona, or I'll never get it down. I've met all kinds of women but you have to be the hottest, most exciting, teasing witch that I've ever seen. A real, sexual witch!"
"Do I cast a spell over you, David?" she asked.
He nodded and said, "I'm doing and saying things that I've never done or said before in my life."
"The best is yet to come, lover," she said, with a strange smile.
He tore his eyes from hers and looked out the window as Gort got back in the car. He marveled at how quietly the car pulled out of the station and began heading for his house.
David and his family lived in a fifty thousand dollar, split-level home on a small piece of land in the middle of other homes like it.
"You live on this street?" she asked, looking at the houses.
David nodded and said, "The third house on the right. It's all ours except for the mortgage."
"How quaint," she said. "How much do you owe?"
"About forty thousand," David said, glumly.
"Okay, stud," Mona said sharply, looking him in the eye with a serious look on her face. "I want you to let me handle your family and I promise you that your future will be very interesting. Don't object to anything that I say or do, is that clear?"
David swallowed and wondered what he was agreeing to. She had the strangest look in her eye and he felt as though he were selling his soul to the devil.
She smiled as he nodded and she said, "Let's go meet the family."
The car door opened and the giant, Gort, was standing with an amused smile on his face as he stared straight ahead.
David got out of the car and looked about as he stuck out his hand for Mona. It wasn't every day that a Rolls Royce turned up on Lake Drive and already the women in the neighborhood were coming out of their houses.
Mona came out of the Rolls with every hair in place and she said, "Take the car and have it gassed, Gort. Then return here and wait until I need you."
Gort nodded and said, "Yes, Ma'am."
Mona and David walked up the flagstone walk to the front door, which was shut tight due to the air conditioning inside. David drew a ring of keys out of his pocket and smiled at Mona as he selected the right one for the door.
He was about to stick it in the lock when the door opened and David saw his mother.
"Hi, mom," he said. "We have company."
Claire Kelly was a beautiful woman and would always be a beautiful woman, Mona decided, as she swept her eyes over Claire's face and down to her breasts, which were straining at a blue halter. She could see the outline of Claire's nipples through the soft material and she smiled.
Claire felt a chill in the center of her back as she looked into Mona's eyes. She smiled and said, "Come in, Miss-?"
"Mona Hanson, Mrs. Kelly," Mona said, with a smile. "I'd like you to call me Mona."
Claire stared as Mona slipped into the house and David moved behind her, closing the door. Mona Hanson! The Million Dollar Society Girl!
Smiling in confusion, Claire ran her hands down over herself to the shorts and halter she was wearing that revealed most of her body.
"David, I'm going to kill you!" his mother said, with a laugh. "Why didn't you call me and let me know that you were bringing someone as important as Miss-Mona home with you? I must look a wreck."
"On the contrary," Mona said, low and intimately, "you look quite attractive and sexy, sort of like Joan Crawford."
David was not surprised at what Mona had said but it took Claire completely by surprise. No one had ever said anything like that to her and she was quite flustered by it.
She swallowed and said, "How very kind of you-"
"Not kind at all, Claire," Mona said, taking Claire's hand. "I'm sure that you're proud of the way that you take care of yourself."
Claire smiled warmly and said, "Well! You certainly speak your mind, don't you, Mona? You know, I like you!"
Mona smiled and David asked, "Where's Cynthia and Linda?"
"Your sister and her boyfriend have gone for a swim at Baxter's pool and they ought to be home in time for dinner. Cynthia's watching a TV show in the game room."
David nodded and said, "It's right this way, Mona."
Claire touched her long, brunette hair and said, "Would you excuse me, Mona? I'd like to freshen up."
Mona took her arm and said, "Nonsense! I want you to be perfectly natural with me and what you're wearing makes you look so cool."
"Whatever you say," Claire said, wanting to be agreeable and not offend Mona Hanson, who seemed to be an important client of her son's.
Claire and Mona followed David down the hall to the rear of the house where they went down a small flight of stairs to a darkened room. There was a TV set going and the sounds of a soap opera flooded the room.
"Cyn?" David asked, switching on a light in the ceiling.
Cynthia Kelly was sitting on a small couch with her feet propped up on a hassock. As the light went on, Cynthia looked at her husband and then made a grab for the halter lying across her belly when she saw that David was not alone.
"Oh!" Cynthia said, placing the material of her bikini top over the pink nipples of her large tits.
Mona's eyes took in Cynthia's big tits and long legs, with tanned, rounded thighs, as Cynthia tied the halter behind her back and tried to stop blushing.
"How lovely," Mona said, running her tongue sensuously over her lips. "You must be David's wife."
"Yes, I am," Cynthia said, standing up and brushing with her fingers at her long, blond hair.
Mona ran her eyes over Cynthia's lovely face, noting her big, blue eyes and wide mouth, with full lips. Her eyes traveled on down over Cynthia's big breasts that the halter barely concealed to her flat belly and her crotch, where a tiny bikini bottom nestled between her long legs.
"Uh, this is Mona Hanson," David said. "She's a client of Mr. Mason's."
"The Mona Hanson," Claire said, smiling at her daughter-in-law.
Cynthia's mouth dropped open and she looked at David. "Why didn't you call me and tell me that you were bringing Miss Hanson home? Here I am sitting in this room half naked and you walk in--"
Mona held up her hand and said, "Cynthia, it's all my fault. I met your husband this afternoon and completely took him over. I'm quite impressed with his mind and I'm afraid that I didn't let him contact anyone. I wanted to meet his family in as natural a setting as I could."
Cynthia glanced at Claire's clothes and then down at herself. "You must think we're all a bunch of nudists, the way we're just about naked," she said, nervously.
Mona walked over to Cynthia and stood very close to her. Slowly, Mona let her eyes play down over Cynthia's face, her almost naked breasts, and her crotch. She smiled and said, "Don't be silly. You ought to see me at home. I like to go bare-assed all over the place. It drives the servants crazy."
Cynthia looked at Mona for a moment, not believing what she was hearing and then she looked at Claire. David stood looking at his wife and Mona with an expectant smile on his face.
"And you," Mona went on, looking deep into Cynthia's eyes, "ought to wear as few clothes as possible. You have a very desirable body."
Cynthia blushed and her eyes shone. "Thank you, Miss Hanson. Thank you."
Mona took her hand and gave it a little squeeze. "Mona, darling. I know that you and I are going to be very close."
Mona held Cynthia's hand for a second and then let it go as Cynthia blushed a little deeper.
Claire looked at David and asked, "Would you and Mona like to be alone so you can discuss business, dear?"
David looked from his mother to Mona for a cue.
"No, Claire," Mona said. "My purpose in coming here was to get to know each of you, intimately. I am considering David for a position of great importance and I believe that each of you plays a special role in making David what he is. Therefore, by knowing you, I will be able to fully judge what land of man David is.
Claire beamed at David and Cynthia said, "I see." Claire said, "Mona, could I get you something to drink?"
"Coke and ice would be nice," Mona replied. "I'll get it!" Claire said, hurrying off towards the kitchen.
Cynthia said, "Won't you sit down, Mona?"
Mona nodded and settled down on a couch. Cynthia and David settled into chairs facing her as Claire came hurrying back with a glass and a bottle of Coke.
"Oh, I forgot the opener!" Claire cried. "And the ice!"
David laughed and said, "Relax, mom. I'll get it."
Claire put the bottle of Coke and the glass on a small coffee table in front of Mona and smiled nervously.
"While I'm visiting you," Mona said, looking from Claire to Cynthia, "I may do or say things that you may find strange. I may ask you embarrassing questions or ask you to do unusual things that you have never done before. I only ask you to remember that your attitude towards me, no matter what I ask of you, will affect your David's future."
"Oh, I understand completely," Claire said. "People in your position have to be very careful."
David came into the room with a bowl of ice and an opener. He quickly opened the bottle of Coke while his mother put ice cubes in a glass.
"We do have a little scotch, if you'd like something a little stronger," David said, pouring the Coke into Mona's glass.
Mona smiled and said, "I never touch liquor, darling. It depresses me. When I want to get high I smoke grass."
"Oh," David said, handing her the glass of Coke.
She took a sip of the drink and said, "That's good! Have any of you ever tried grass?"
Cynthia shook her head and Claire said, "We haven't but I think Linda has. I found some of it in her room and we had quite a scene about it."
Cynthia said, "Mona, I'd like to go to the store and get some things for dinner. I mean we were having pot luck tonight and there'll never be enough."
Mona nodded. "You and David go to the store and that will give your mother and me a chance to get acquainted."
"I'll slip something on," Cynthia said to David.
I'll be in the car," David said, knowing that Mona wanted to be alone with his mother.
Cynthia quickly left the room and David followed closely behind.
'They're a lovely couple," Claire said, smiling after David.
"Yes, it's really too bad that there's that problem of David's," Mona replied.
"Problem?" Claire said, with her smile dying.
Claire was sitting beside Mona on the couch. Mona took another sip of her Coke and then put the glass down on the coffee table. She put her cool hand out and rested it on Claire's leg as she whispered, "Shhhh! I don't want David or Cynthia to hear."
Claire's look of pleasure was replaced by a worried expression as she watched the face of the beautiful woman who was squeezing her leg comfortingly.
They heard the outside door close and Mona turned to Claire. "Could I use your telephone, darling?" she asked, pressing her fingers into Claire's thigh. "I have to telephone my man about the evidence of your son's condition."
Bewildered, Claire nodded and said, "You can use the phone in the kitchen-but what is his condition?"
Mona took her hand off Claire's leg and stood up. She looked at Claire and shook her head. "You're a mother, Claire, and there are some things that you don't tell a mother about her son without the concrete proof to back up what is told. I will call my man and have him check the evidence thoroughly. If he turns up the concrete proof he will bring it to me here and I will present it to you. As a mother, I know that you stand ready to do anything to help your son."
"Anything!" Claire said, quickly.
"His whole future is in your hands, Claire," Mona said, with a stern look on her face. "I only hope that you're woman enough to meet the challenge!"
"I am!" Claire cried, standing up.
Mona stared at Claire for a moment and then a smile flickered at her lips. "I hope so for David's sake. I like the boy and I think he can be helped over this obsession."
"Obsession?" Claire asked.
"I've said too much. Let me go and make the call," Mona said.
"I'll show you the way," Claire said, walking up the stairs.
They met Cynthia at the top of the stairs and her tiny bikini outfit had been replaced with a blouse and skirt.
Mona said, "Cynthia, I want to have at least an hour and a half to talk to your mother-in-law. Do you think that you can keep David occupied for that long?"
Cynthia smiled and said, "No problem. In fact I'll give you a ring here before I come home with David."
"The phone is this way!" Claire said, anxiously. Mona turned, as Cynthia walked away, and she followed Claire into the large kitchen. There was a pushbutton phone on the wall and Mona quickly placed a call to her driver, Gort.
Mona heard the phone being picked up on the other end and she said, "I want you to transfer this afternoon's tapes and arrange them so that David's mother can listen to them. Do you understand?"
On the other end of the wire, Gort had just pulled Out of the gas station. He said, "I anticipated your request, Princess, and have already begun putting something together that will interest you and his mother."
Mona's low chuckle came over the wire and she said, "My faithful Gort! What would I do without you?"
"It will take about half an hour to put together," Gort said.
"Bring it when it is ready," Mona said, hanging up.
Claire had an anxious look on her face. She put her hand on Mona's arm and squeezed. "Please, won't you give me a clue to what you're talking about? You have me half out of my mind with worry."
"There, there!" Mona said, putting her arm around Claire's neck. "It's not anything fatal. I mean there's people living perfectly normal lives on the surfaces in spite of it."
"What are you talking about?" Claire cried, impatiently.
"Okay, Claire, I hope you don't go all to pieces," Mona said. "Let's go into the game room and sit down while I tell you, darling."
They went back to the game room and sat down on the couch, close together, and Claire looked at Mona, waiting for an explanation, while Mona took another long sip from her glass of Coke.
"Before I go into the specifics of your son's problem," Mona said, placing her hand, chilled by the cold glass, on Claire's thigh, with a seeming innocence. "I would like to ask you some questions of a highly personal nature. Your answers, your true answers, can help your son. Are you woman enough to answer the questions?"
Claire looked into Mona's eyes and put her hand on top of Mona's hand, pressing it into her thigh. "Yes! Please ask me the questions!''
"Have you ever had relations with your son?"
Claire's mouth dropped open and she said, "Huh?"
"I am speaking of sexual relations, Claire," Mona said, with a straight face. "Have you ever screwed your son?"
An indignant look came on Claire's face. "Certainly not! I resent the question!"
Mona pressed her lips together and nodded. "I thought you might, but you insisted on being asked the question."
"Where did you, ever get an idea like that?" Claire asked.
"I'll ask the questions for now," Mona said. "Has your daughter ever, to the best of your knowledge, indulged in intercourse with her brother?"
"God!" Claire exclaimed. "Of course not! What kind of people do you think we are?"
Mona gently squeezed Claire's leg and said, "I know this isn't pleasant, but remember that it's for David."
"As far as I know," Claire said, "my son has sex only with his wife and they're legally married."
Mona nodded and said, "I'm sure, dear. Now this next question is very important. Did you ever sexually v excite your son?"
Shaking her head, Claire said, "No!"
"It could have been done unconsciously, Claire," Mona said, moving her fingers over Claire's thigh. "Was there any time when he saw you naked and might have become aroused without you knowing about it?"
"No!" Claire said, shaking her head. Then she frowned and added, "Except-but that was so long ago!"
"Tell me about it," Mona said, eagerly.
"But he only saw me for a moment and-but he was so little," Claire replied, thinking of her past.
"It may be the clue to everything," Mona insisted.
"It was a very foolish period of my life, Mona, and I'd rather not go into it," Claire said. 'It's embarrassing."
Mona stared angrily at Claire for a moment and then she removed her hand from Claire's leg. She stood up and said, "I seem to be wasting your time, Claire. I thought you wanted to help your son but you're more concerned with your own embarrassment than you are for David."
"If you'd just give me some kind of idea of what this is all about, Mona. I want to help but I can't see where an experience that I had has anything to do with David."
"You want an idea, do you?" Mona asked. "Well, before I leave I suppose that I ought to alert you to what's happening in your own home. Your son desires you and your daughter, Claire."
"What?" Claire cried, jumping up from the couch.
"I am telling you, to put it bluntly, that your son would like to fuck both you and his sister," Mona said.
"You're insane! Where did you ever get a crazy idea like that?" Claire cried, indignantly.
Mona smiled sadly and said, "I knew that you wouldn't believe me. That's why I wanted to wait to show you the proof of what I'm saying."
"I must be having a bad dream!" Claire said, sitting down on the couch again. "When you came in here with David I thought that his ship had come in and now you tell me something like this."
"I'm sorry, Claire," Mona said sincerely. "I thought you were woman enough to help me help David. Tell him that I tried to do my best."
Mona turned and started towards the stairs. "Wait!" Claire cried. "Please don't leave! I want to help David."
Mona smiled and turned to face Claire again. "All right, Claire, I'll try once more for your son's sake and because I truly like you."
"Thank you,'" Claire said gratefully.
"I'm going to warn you that my time is precious to me and I am not going to waste it by trying to dig the information that I need out of you. If you fail to cooperate one more time, I will leave and nothing will bring me back! Is that perfectly clear?"
"Yes," Claire said nervously.
"Good! Now, well see how sincere you are," Mona said, sitting down on the couch again. "Tell me about the time that you think you might have sexually excited your son. I want all the details!"
Claire's face turned a little red and she said, "It happened about sixteen years ago, when David was ten and I was twenty-six. My husband and I had separated and a girlfriend of mine whom I had known in high school had come to spend some time with me. Well, she was divorced and I thought I was going to be, so we decided to live together and share expenses. It was a hot night and both of us were having a little to drink. Susan, that was her name, was wearing nothing but a pair of sexy red panties and I was naked except for a black garter belt and a pair of nylons. We were in my bedroom and acting a little silly the way we did when we used to sleep over at each other's houses when we were in school. Well, to make a long story short, David had a stomach ache and he just wandered into my bedroom without knocking and saw the both of us."
"When he saw you," Mona said, smiling, "what were you and Susan doing?"
Claire cleared her throat and said, "Well, you have to understand that both Susan and I were young women without men. We both were feeling a little horny and Susan started grabbing at me and touching my body. Well this got me worked up and Susan offered to satisfy me."
"How?"
"By sucking me," Claire whispered, looking down at her hands.
"Describe exactly what happened, Claire, and what you think David might have seen."
"Now that I think of it, I really don't know how long David had been standing watching us before we knew that he was there. I was sitting in this chair and Susan started out by kissing me and then she started licking down over my chest. She sucked on my nipples and then she ran her tongue down between my legs. She was on the floor between my legs for quite a while and then I happened to look over at the door for some reason and there was David," Claire said.
Mona snapped her fingers and said, "That's it! You have given me the key to everything."
"But he was half asleep and he never asked me a question about what was happening the next day."
"Naturally not, my dear," Mona replied. "It all entered his subconscious and you became his sexual dream. He now dreams of possessing you and after seeing you, I can't say that I blame him."
"But you said that he had ideas about his sister, too. Where did those come from?" Claire asked, anxiously.
Mona shrugged and said, "I don't know. Perhaps after I've talked with Linda and gained her confidence I will be able to tell you. Now what happened to Susan?"
"About six months after that incident she met an army captain and they ran off and got married. I hear from her every so often but they live on the West Coast."
"Was that your only lesbian experience?" Mona asked.
Clare blushed and said, "It was the only one that David saw."
"I didn't ask you that, Claire. I want to know about your sexual attitudes and the only way I'll be able to adequately judge what is pertinent is for you to tell me everything. I want to help."
Claire nodded. "There was this teacher in high school. I used to go to her house for help with my school work and she did all of the things to me that Susan did. She told me that she was in love with me."
"Did she suck your cunt?"
"Yes," Claire said.
"What happened to that affair?"
"She was caught doing it to another student and they threatened to throw her in jail if she didn't leave town," Claire replied.
Mona smiled and asked, "Do you prefer women or men as sex partners?"
"Men, I suppose," Claire said, "but it's so hard to find a man that knows what to do in bed. I mean I just get started and the man is ready to go to sleep. David's father was like that. Do you know what I mean?"
"Exactly!" Mona said, smiling. "Exactly."
THREE
Gort pushed the button on the mini tape recorder and shut it off. He put down the microphone he had been using and then pressed another button that turned off the tape recording system in Mona's Rolls.
The driver smiled at his reflection in the mirror over the dash and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of the jacket of his uniform. He stuck one in his mouth and lit it with the car's lighter.
The tape was ready to go and as far as Gort could tell he had done his usual first class job. Mona would be pleased and that made him smile again as he started the car. He quickly drove the short distance to David's home and pulled up in front of the house again. Then he took the mini tape recorder and got out of the car.
"That must be my driver," Mona said, as they heard the doorbell ring
They walked to the front door and Mona opened it.
"Thank you, Gort," Mona said, taking the tape recorder from the giant. "You may take the rest of the afternoon off and return here when I call you."
Gort nodded and turned to walk back to the car as Mona closed the door.
Claire and Mona walked back to the game room. Mona put the tape recorder on the coffee table and Claire glanced anxiously at it.
"Claire, you are about to hear things said by your son that may shock and upset you," Mona said. "I want you to listen with an open mind and believe that your son can be helped."
"Oh, dear!" Claire said, as Mona pushed the play button on the tiny tape recorder and the reels began to spin.
Gort's voice came out of the speaker. "Good afternoon, David. I'm glad that we could have this opportunity to discuss your sex life and the problems it's giving you."
"There isn't much to tell," David said.
"I'll judge that," Gort said. "You realize that before you can have any kind of relationship with Mona Hanson that you must by hypnotized and asked certain questions. Are you agreeable to this?"
"Oh, my, yes!"
"Good!" Gort said. "You are going to sleep now and you will answer all my questions. You are slipping deeper and deeper into a deep sleep and you will listen only to me!"
There were a few moments of silence on the recorder and then Gort asked, "You and your wife live with your mother and sister?"
"That's right," David replied. "Cyn' and I moved in with mom and sis about six months ago, right after my father died. It's a big house and there's quite a mortgage on it."
Unknown to either Mona or Claire, another pair of ears were listening to the tape. Linda, David's sister, had finished her swim at Baxter's pool and, leaving her boyfriend there, had come across the backyards to the rear door of her house. That particular door opened into a shed where there was a small shower. The shed was off the game room and Linda heard Mona's voice as she was about to step into the shower.
Being a naturally curious teenager, Linda walked naked to the game room door and quietly opened it a crack to see who was talking to her mother. She began listening and watching as the tape recorder was turned on.
Gort's voice came out of the recorder. "The subject is in a deep sleep and I must say that he has a hard-on or what we in the medical profession like to call an erection. David, what are you thinking about?"
"Mom and sis!" David said and then there was the sound of heaving breathing that left no doubt that it was of a sexual nature.
"You are thinking of your mother and sister and you have an erection?" Gort asked.
David replied, "My cock is so hard that it hurts!"
"What would you like to do with your penis?"
"I want to fuck!"
"Who?" Gort asked.
"My mother and sister."
Mona reached out and switched off the tape recorder. Claire was sitting with her mouth open, slowly shaking her head as she stared at the tape recorder.
"I think you've heard enough," Mona said, gently.
In the shed, Linda was standing with her hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp of surprise. She had just heard her brother say that he wanted to fuck her, his own sister! Wow!
Claire cried, "Oh, dear! I, I just don't believe it!"
"Isn't that your son's voice?" Mona asked.
Claire nodded. "It seems to be but it just couldn't be! He never made a move or said anything out of the way to me at all!"
Mona smiled and ran her hand over Claire's thigh, massaging her skin while she said, "Of course not, honey. He's kept this all bottled up inside of him, day after day, until he's ready to explode. Do you know that your son is a walking, sexual time bomb?"
"He looks fine to me and he acts so normal!" Claire said.
"They always appear normal. Maybe you ought to listen to the rest of this and see how normal he really is!" Mona cried and switched on the tape recorder.
Gort said, "Describe your mother to me, David."
"An exciting, sexy creature."
"Your sister?" Gort asked.
"Nothing but a fucking cockteaser!" David replied.
"We'll, I'll be damned!" Linda whispered as she ran her pink tongue over her full, red lips. She felt a slow warmth growing below her belly and her familiar fingers moved unconsciously to that place.
"Oh, David," Gort said, chuckling, "you must be pulling my leg. You can't mean that you would like to have sex with your mother and virginal sister. Why if they were here right now, what would you say to them?"
Claire held her breath and Linda's fingers moved slowly through her silky cunt-hair to the pink lips of her pussy.
"Linda!" David gasped. "Linda, suck my prick! Suck your brother's big, male cock! Oh, please, Linda, suck it!"
"Oh, no!" Claire cried.
"Oh, boy!" Linda whispered as she thought of her handsome brother.
David's voice continued to come out of the tape recorder and he said, "Mommy! I love it, mommy! You have such a juicy cunt."
"Christ!" Linda whispered as she moved her fingers slowly and dreamily up and down the moist lips of her sex. "I've got a sex fiend for a brother!"
David's voice continued. "I love eating your virgin cunt, sis! I love sucking your juice from your cunt and eating it, baby!"
Gort asked, "Do you have any dreams, David?"
"I dream of my sister's cunt more than anything in the world. Smear it on my face, Linda, and let me eat your sweet meat!"
Linda smiled and moved her fingers into her aroused cunt. She thought of the times that she had wondered how it would be to have her brother sucking on her tits while he pumped his cock in and out of her cunt.
"Mmmmm!" she whispered as she thought of her brother in a bathing suit. Her fingers moved back and forth, rubbing her clitoris.
"I will bring the patient out of the hypnotic sleep for now," Gort said. "I might add here that the patient, David Kelly, has his penis in his hand and is wildly stroking it."
"My sister's cunt! My sister's cunt! My sister's cunt! Mommy, mommy, mommy, I love it!" David cried.
"End of tape one," Gort's voice reported.
Claire stared at the silent tape recorder for a moment and then she turned to look at Mona. Her mouth twisted up and she cried, "Oh, God, Mona! What am I going to do?"
Mona put her arms around Claire and drew her close. "You have a good friend, Claire, and if you listen to me and do just as I tell you David can be helped."
"How?" Claire wailed.
Mona ran her fingertips over Claire's face and said, "I want you and your complete family to spend the weekend at my home. There we will make David's fantasies come to life and he will be cured of them one by one."
"His fantasies? Do you mean that he will get to do the things he dreams about?" Claire asked, looking up at Mona.
Mona wet her red lips with the tip of her tongue. "Yes," she said, smiling and stroking Claire's face. "You will seduce your son and rid him of his obsession."
"But, I couldn't-" Claire began.
She was silenced by Mona's sensuous lips coming down on top of hers. She struggled for a second or two and then she relaxed as she felt Mona's tongue stroking her lips while Mona's hand moved over her thighs.
"What are you doing to me?" Claire asked, as Mona took her mouth away from Claire's mouth.
"All this talk about sex has gotten me hot, Claire," Mona said. "How would you like to suck my pussy?"
Claire blushed and she felt her whole body growing warm with desire for the strange, beautiful, rich woman seated beside her.
"But I hardly know you," Claire said, confused by the suddeness of the affair and worry over her son's "condition."
Mona smiled and looked deep into Claire's eyes while her hand moved caressingly over Claire's thighs and shoved up under the short-shorts that Claire was wearing.
"Strangers when we meet," Mona whispered with her lips almost touching Claire's lips, while her fingers explored the forest of pubic hair that covered Claire's moist sex, ". . . and lovers at the parting!"
Claire closed her eyes in bliss and surrendered her mouth and sex to the strange woman whose wet mouth clamped over her lips, clinging and probing with a hot, hungry tongue while her talented fingers traced the swollen lips of Claire's pussy.
Claire's arms went around Mona and one of her hands caught at Mona's head, puffing her so that Mona's mouth was pressed even tighter to her flesh. Her thighs opened, slowly, and then spread as wide as they could as Claire felt Mona's fingers moving over her clit, bringing it to life.
Claire groaned inside Mona's mouth. Her mind whirled and she thought, Mona Hanson! Oh, she's kissing me and loving me up with her fingers! Oh, it feels so good, so good, and I'm so warm! Rich! She's Rich and she's playing with me and lass-
Mona broke the kiss and whispered, "Mmmmm! Your pussy is so nice and wet."
"I'm so hot, so excited!" Claire gasped. "The way you're playing with me, it's so-"
Mona's mouth came down on Claire's again and she stuck her tongue into Claire's mouth and let Claire suck on it while she rubbed Claire's cunt with her fingers.
Their mouths parted and Mona took her fingers away from Claire's pussy. Claire started to object but
Mona said, "I want you to suck my pussy, Claire. You would like to do that for me, wouldn't you?"
Claire smiled seductively and said, "Of course, Mona. I want to make you feel good."
Mona stood up and lifted her black leather skirt above her waist exposing her tanned legs and thighs. Mona watched as Claire licked her lips and looked at her panties.
"Pull my panties down, Claire and eat me," Mona said, standing close to Claire.
With trembling fingers, Claire reached out and took hold of the sides of Mona's panties. She pulled them down over Mona's thighs and buttocks, caressing Mona's skin with her fingertips as she did.
"You have the softest skin, Mona," Claire said as she pushed Mona's silk panties to her ankles.
"Eat me!" Mona commanded as she stepped out of the panties and spread her legs.
Claire reached out and ran her fingers through Mona's soft, curly cunt-hair, tracing the outline of Mona's cuntlips. Then she bent her head and placed her lips against Mona's belly. Her hands went to Mona's firm, rounded buttocks and she gripped them, stroking and feeling, while her tongue came from between her lips and began licking at Mona's flesh.
Mona smiled and said, "That's it, baby. Down, down, to my hot cunt!"
Claire's lips and tongue moved through Mona's cunt-hair, licking and kissing, until she reached the top of Mona's cunt. Claire was bent over and almost on the floor as her tongue pressed between Mona's cuntlips.
"Perhaps it would be better if I lay on the couch so you could get at me," Mona said, pulling away from Claire's sucking mouth. "Yes!" Claire said, eagerly.
Linda peeked through the crack in the door and watched as Mona positioned herself on the couch. She saw Mona spread Tier legs wide and watched as her mother looked down at Mona's pussy, licking her lips hungrily.
"I don't believe it!" Linda whispered, as she moved her fingers over her own pussy and felt how wet she was getting. "My own mother, wow!"
"Suck it, Claire!" Linda heard Mona say and she saw her mother smile and move so that her head was between Mona's long legs.
Claire's mouth went directly to Mona's cuntlips and she pressed her tongue as far into Mona as she could, kissing and licking, while her fingers held Mona's pussy lips apart.
"Mmmmm! You have a very talented mouth, Claire," Mona sighed. "Do you like the way my cunt tastes?"
Claire raised her head and nodded. "It's delicious! I love it!"
Mona smiled and asked, "Have you ever done anything like this with your daughter?"
"My daughter? Certainly not!" Claire said, stroking Mona's thighs with her fingers. "Whatever gave you an idea like that?"
"Darling, darling, don't get so excited!" Mona said, reaching down and patting Claire's head. "You're a beautiful, mature woman. A very desirable woman, and if your daughter is anything like you, I just won't be able to control myself."
"What do you mean?" Claire asked and then bent her head to run her tongue quickly over Mona's cunt in a teasing swipe that left a wet trail behind.
"Your daughter is sixteen, darling," Mona said, pressing her hand against the back of Claire's head and forcing Claire's face against the sweet warmth of her sex. "A juicy virgin that is ripe for love and experience."
Linda held her breath and watched her mother's head between Mona's thighs moving up and down and she saw her mother's hands digging into the meat of Mona's thighs, stroking wildly. She rubbed her fingers faster over her clit and then paused to raise her fingers to her lips. She touched them to her tongue and tasted her own cunt juice. Then when her fingers were good and wet she brought them quickly down to wet her clit and make it slippery. I'm over-ripe! Linda thought, as she stroked herself.
Claire had two of her fingers in Mona's pussy and she was moving them in and out, finger fucking Mona, while she said, "You want to-make it with my daughter?"
Mona's buttocks squirmed on the couch and she pressed up against Claire's fingers as she looked into Claire's brown eyes. "Move your fingers a little slower, doll. That's it. Slow and easy! Yesss, Claire, I want to eat your little virgin daughter, if she looks anything like you. Is that all right with you?"
"I guess so," Claire said, not wanting to anger Mona.
"Good," Mona said, smiling. "Now tell me what she's like."
Claire stared into Mona's eyes and she felt the wetness of Mona's cunt growing on her hand as she stroked her fingers deeper and deeper into Mona's pussy.
"Linda is beautiful," Claire whispered.
"How are her tits?" Mona asked, smiling and running her fingers through Claire's hair.
"Big and nice and firm," Claire, replied. , Linda fingered her clit with one hand while the other hand covered her left breast and began caressing her flesh.
"Would you mind if I made love to her, darling?" Mona asked, pushing harder against Claire's stroking fingers.
"I guess not," Claire said, trembling a little, "but what if she doesn't want to."
Are you kidding? Linda thought, watching the way Mona was squirming her ass all over the couch while her mother's stroking fingers moved faster and faster.
"You leave that to me," Mona said, still smiling.
Claire smiled back at her and said, "I keep thinking that I'll wake up and find that this is all some kind of dream. A few hours ago you didn't know that I existed and now here you are and we're doing this and I've agreed to let you have sex with my daughter and I might have to seduce my own son."
"For his own good!" Mona said, breathing harder and harder as she approached her orgasm.
"That's the only reason I'd do it!" Claire replied.
"Of course, darling," Mona said. "Now tell the truth, wouldn't you like to make it with your daughter and really give her a loving?"
Claire blushed and said, "You get me all heated up like this with my shorts soaking wet between my legs and ask me that? Sure, if Linda wasn't my daughter I'd like to make it with her. Who wouldn't?"
Mona didn't answer; she was very close to coming. She grabbed at the back of Claire's head and forced Claire's face down between her thighs. "Suck it, baby! Suck it and lick it. I'm coming" she cried, grinding her wet cunt against Claire's face. "Suck the juice out of me!"
Claire's tongue replaced her fingers and she licked at Mona's pussy hungrily. She moved her head from side to side and her tongue raced back and forth over Mona's erect clit, teasing it.
"Oh, you sweet bitch!" Mona cried, grabbing tighter at Claire's head and forcing her mouth tighter against her crotch. "You're driving me crazy!"
As Linda watched her mother eating Mona, she thought of the first time she had been eaten and how groovy it had felt to have a hot, wet tongue sliding over her aroused cunt. That had been a night to remember! How many times had she come that night? she wondered. At least ten, she told herself, as she thought of how Beverly, Allison, Brenda, and Sylvia had gone down on her at the "hot" pajama party just last week.
Mona let out a low moan that grew in intensity until it was almost a shriek of pleasure. She had her ass up off the couch and she was forcing her cunt hard against Claire's thirsty tongue.
"EAT IT! EAT IT!" Mona cried and Claire ate.
Wow! Linda thought and she brought her fingers to her mouth to taste her juice again. The two of them want me and I'm so hot that If eel like just walking in there and jumping on both of them!
Linda was working up her nerve to do just that when all of a sudden the telephone rang.
Mona had released Claire's head and was watching as Claire placed kisses on Mona's pussy lips.
"That must be Dave and Cynthia!" Claire said, jerking her head away from Mona's cunt at the sound of the phone.
"Tell them to give us a little more time, darling," Mona said, running her eyes over Claire's body. "I want to eat you before they come back."
Claire blushed again. She stood up and ran her fingers down to the front of her shorts. "Yes, I want you to eat me, Mona. I'm so wet that it's running down my thighs."
Mona smiled and smacked her lips as she ran her fingers over her own cunt, teasingly. "Sounds yummy, love. Go answer the phone and don't wipe any of your juice off yourself because," she said, licking her lips, "that's all for me!"
Claire shivered with anticipation and went to answer the telephone.
Linda was stroking herself faster and building up to an orgasm. What, she had seen and heard plus her memories of having been thoroughly eaten at the pajama party had her hot to the point of no return. She turned away from the crack in the door and went to lean back against a wall to stroke her pussy faster. She bumped into a pail and sent it against the metal wall of the shower, making a clanging sound.
Mona swung her eyes to the door and sat up on the couch. Then she was on her feet and over to the door in a flash. She pushed the door open and saw Linda jerk her fingers away from her open thighs.
"You must be Linda," Mona said, looking at the perfection of two large, firm breasts that had erect cherry nipples that stood up like pencil erasers. She quickly ran her eyes over Linda's flawless body and noted how strong her thighs and legs looked.
"Yes," Linda said, smiling nervously. "I didn't mean to be spying on you. I was swimming and I just came in here to take a shower and heard you and mom talking."
"Relax," Mona said, moving close to Linda and putting an arm around her waist. "Did you hear the tape recording and what your brother had to say?"
Linda nodded and said, "I heard that and what you and mom said about making it with me."
Mona stroked Linda's hip and then moved her hand to Linda's buttocks, letting her fingers play in the crack between them.
"Would you like that?" Mona asked, moving a finger down the velvety crease until it found Linda's asshole and pressed against it.
Linda shivered and said, "Yes."
"All right. I want you to wait until I get your mother blindfolded and then you are to come out and keep very quiet. Not one word or sound. I will be talking to your mother and you will do everything I say without question, if you want to have a good time," Mona said, quickly.
Nodding, Linda said, "I'll do it."
Mona patted Linda's ass and went quickly back to the couch.
A moment later Claire came walking into the room and said, "That was Dave calling. I told him to wait another hour before coming back."
"Good," Mona said, smiling. "Now you have to be eaten, my sweet. Take off your halter and shorts."
Claire nodded and her fingers went in back of her to loosen the tie on her halter. Then she said, nervously, "We really ought to go up to my room, Mona darling. Linda might walk in on us at any moment."
Mona stood up and moved close to Claire. She looked into Claire's eyes and said, "You worry too, much, my pet. Let me see your big tits."
Claire wet her lips and the halter dropped from her breasts to the floor. Claire's tits were a work of art, firm and big, with deep pink, rosebud nipples the size of quarters.
Smiling, Mona dropped her eyes to Claire's tits and watched as her fingers on both hands covered Claire's luscious hills of flesh.
"Mmmmm! Nice and squeezy titties!" Mona said, digging her fingers into Claire's flesh and squeezing hard. Then she caught Claire's nipples between her fingertips and thumbs. She began pinching at them and heard Claire sigh with pleasure.
Claire trembled and said, "Ohhhh, darling that feels so good! I can feel my nipples getting hard and I'm so wet between my legs!"
"Keep the juice coming, sweetheart," Mona whispered. She watched Claire's nipples begin to swell and she felt them growing rigid between her fingers. "Get your shorts off."
Claire swallowed and closed her eyes. She blushed and reached down for the zipper on her shorts. She jerked at it and her shorts were unzipped. Then she pushed them down over her hips and buttocks while' Mona quickly bent her head and placed her wet lips over Claire's left nipple.
"Use your tongue!" Claire groaned. "Lick it and suck it, Mona!" She grew still wetter as her shorts moved over her thighs and dropped to the floor. She stepped out of them and gasped as Mona's mouth moved to her right breast. "Oh, yessss, like that, baby! Suck me, suck me!"
Mona's right hand moved over Claire's naked hip and caressed her gently, moving across her flat belly and into her soft cunt hair. She ran her fingers down to Claire's slit and found it swollen and very moist.
"Mmmmm! David Kelly has a momma with a very hot pussy!" Mona said. "Very nice! Do you like what I'm doing to you, Mrs. Hot Cunt?"
"Yesssss!" Claire sighed, thrusting her cunt at Mona's fingers as she felt them moving into her. "It's been so long since anyone has turned me on the way you are!"
"That's good," Mona said, taking her fingers away from Claire's aroused pussy. She bent down and picked Claire's halter up off the floor.
"Why did you stop?" Claire asked.
Mona smiled and said, "We're going to play a game, baby, and you have to be blindfolded for it."
"All right, but hurry," Claire said, anxiously. "I'm on fire."
Mona moved in back of Claire and quickly put the halter over Claire's eyes. She tied it fast and then checked to be sure that Claire couldn't see anything.
"Lie down on the couch, Claire and spread your legs," Mona said, pushing Claire down on the couch. "Don't try to take the blindfold off until I give you permission to do so. Is that clear?"
Claire said, "Yes, darling!" and arranged herself on the couch, with her legs opened as wide as they could be, revealing her wet, pink pussy. "I've never done anything like this before. It's exciting and torture, both at the same time. Please hurry!"
"Patience, love," Mona said, running her fingers through Claire's cunt-hair. "You're about to have a most unusual experience. One that I'm sure you will remember the rest of your life."
FOUR
Mona looked at the door where Linda was waiting and waved for her to come in. "Well begin in a moment, my sweet," she said to Claire, "as soon as I take off my clothes."
Linda moved across the floor silently and smiled in agreement as Mona put her finger to her mouth warning her to be quiet.
At sixteen, Linda was a beautiful girl-with large, firm breasts. She had brunette hair and it hung down to her shoulders, framing her lovely face. Her eyes were brown and she had large, sensuous lips.
"Claire, we are going to pretend that I am your daughter, Linda," Mona said. "I want you to call me Linda and tell me what you want me to do."
Claire smiled as Linda and Mona looked down at her and said, "Okay, Linda. I want you to suck my pussy and make me come!"
"Okay, baby, you asked for it," Mona said, looking at Linda and pointing at Claire's cunt.
Linda winked at Mona and moved between her mother's legs. She put her hands on Claire's breasts and began squeezing them as she bent her head and brought her lips down on her mother's cunt.
"Mmmmm!" Claire sighed as she felt the mouth touching her wet pussy. "Oh, baby, lick it!"
Linda's tongue came from between her lips and licked the length of Claire's cunt from top to bottom and then up again while her fingers played with her mother's tits, squeezing and kneading them.
Mona ran her hand over Linda's ass and down between her legs to her cunt. She smiled as she felt how wet the lovely teenager's pussy was and her fingers began rubbing back and forth over Linda's clit.
"How do you like what I'm doing, Claire?" Mona asked, as her fingers played with Linda's pussy.
"I love it, Mona, darling," Claire said, moving her ass on the couch so that her cunt was thrusting against the mouth and tongue that was loving her. "It feels so good!"
"You must remember to call me Linda, Claire," Mona said, taking her fingers away from Linda's cunt and moving them to fondle Linda's ass.
"I love it, Linda. I really do!" Claire said, reaching out and putting her hands on her daughter's head.
"That's better," Mona said, as she watched Linda's tongue moving in and out of Claire's pussy, tongue-fucking her and licking at her juicy flesh. "How would you like to suck me while I'm sucking you?"
"Sixty-nine? Oh, I'd love that, Linda!" Claire replied, taking her hands off Linda's head.
Mona tapped Linda on the shoulder and then signaled her to stand up. "Give me a second to get turned around and we'll really have some fun, baby."
"Could I take this blindfold off, Linda?" Claire asked.
"No!" Mona said, while she indicated with her hands what she wanted Linda to do. I'll tell you when I want you to get rid of it."
Linda got on the couch with her face down between her mother's thighs and her pussy up over her mother's face. Then she lowered her ass until she" felt her mother's mouth moving between her legs and she bent her head to suck at her mother's cunt once more.
Claire brought her hands up and cupped her daughters buttocks, feeling their velvety smoothness and stroking down the lovely crease between them with clutching fingers while her tongue pressed against Linda's young and sweet cunt-lips.
Linda hungrily sucked at her mothers pussy-lips and drew them into her mouth. Her wet tongue washed over them and she let out a low moan of pleasure as she felt her own cunt-lips being sucked in return.
Mona had moved behind Linda's ass and she was playing with it, spreading it apart with her fingers, and now she was running her fingers down over Linda's asshole.
Linda wasn't about to stop. She had learned enough tricks at the pajama party she had attended. Beverly had taught her how to tongue a clit and move her head from side to side while sucking at it. She licked faster on her mother's wet pussy.
"Nowwwww!" Claire cried, arching her back and thrusting up at her daughter's mouth with her cunt. She moaned and buried her face against the sweet, moist warmth of her daughter's vagina while her body trembled from the force of her coming. Her legs wrapped around her daughter's shoulders and squeezed her tighter to her body.
"Mmmmm!" she sighed as she felt her orgasm ending. "Oh, Mona-Linda, baby, that was fantastic!"
Linda was still sucking at her mother's cunt and she was wiggling her ass against Mona's fingers. Mona had wet one of her fingers and had inserted it into Linda's asshole. Linda loved the feel of the finger inside her and she wanted something in her cunt. She pressed her ass down and forced her furry pussy against her mother's mouth and nose.
"Mmmmmrrrhhh!" Claire said and her voice was muffled by Linda's cunt pressing against her face. Her tongue moved into Linda's slit and Claire became puzzled.
Something was blocking the way and her tongue couldn't go where she wanted it to go. She pushed at her daughter's thighs and Linda pulled her cunt away from her mother's face.
"Mo-Linda, there's something keeping me from getting my tongue into your pussy."
"Naturally, darling," Mona said. "I'm a virgin. Just keep licking and don't worry about it."
Now Claire was really puzzled as she ran her tongue over her daughter's clit. Mona had just spoken to her but her voice was coming from somewhere to the left of the couch and not from between her legs. In fact, Claire realized, the tongue that was licking at her cunt had not paused at ah while Mona was talking.
"Mona, please let me take this blindfold off!" Claire said.
Mona took her finger out of Linda's asshole and tapped Linda on the shoulder to make her stop licking at her mother's pussy. "Well stop for now," Mona said, winking at Linda who was smiling and licking her lips, "but you are to keep the blindfold on and call me Linda while you answer some questions that I want to ask you. Is that clear, darling?"
"Yes," Claire said, trembling as she felt her daughter getting off the couch.
"Did you come, mother?" Mona asked, smiling at Linda who was standing beside her.
Linda pursed her lips and shook her head no in answer to the question, while Claire said, "I sure did! Couldn't you tell? It was the best!"
Mona whispered in Linda's ear, "Don't worry, my virgin pussy. You will come, and soon!"
To Claire, Mona said, "I'm losing my patience with you, mother! I told you to call me Linda!"
"I'm sorry, Linda. I'm so excited at what's happened that I keep forgetting," Claire replied.
"I want you to tell me, mother," Mona said, winking at Linda, "what you thought of the taste of my cunt?"
Claire blushed and said, "I loved it, Linda. It was delicious!"
"Like honey, mommy?" Mona asked, running her fingers over Linda's cunt and then pressing her fingertips against Claire's lips.
Claire kissed at the fingers and ran her tongue over them, licking off the cunt juice. "Like wild honey!" Claire replied, as she licked at the fingers.
"Do you like the taste of your daughter's cunt, Claire?" Mona asked.
T love it, Linda!"
"Did you like the way your daughter was sucking your juicy cunt, Claire? Isn't she a great cunt-sucker?" Mona asked, reaching out to fondle each of Linda's large tits as she talked.
"Yes, I loved the way she was sucking me," Claire said. '
"That's great, Claire," Mona said. "Now, take off your blindfold."
Claire reached up and pulled the blindfold off her eyes. She blinked and then stared with her mouth open at her daughter who was standing with her arm around Mona.
"LINDA!" Claire cried, f
"Surprise, mom!" Linda cried.
Claire sat up and clapped her hands to her face. "What happened, Mona? Has she been watching us?"
"Watching you?" Linda said, moving her hand over Mona's hip, caressing her through her skirt. "I was sucking you, mother,, and you were sucking me."
Dropping her hands, Claire stared at Linda and asked, "Where did you learn to-to do what you did?"
Linda smiled and left Mona to sit down on the couch beside her mother. "Oh, a few of the girls and I got together at a pajama party last week. We had a yummy time making each other come!"
"I don't believe it!" Claire cried. Then she looked at Mona and said, "You did this! You tricked me into having sex with my own daughter! That's incest!"
Mona smiled and Linda said, "Hey, mom, what're you getting mad at Mona for? You said I was the best and you sure as hell came, which is more than I did."
"And don't forget that she said your cunt tastes like wild honey!" Mona said.
"Yessss, you did, mommy!" Linda said, reaching out and fondling her mother's left breast.
"I don't know what to say!" Claire said, looking down and watching as Linda played with her nipple.
"You don't have to say a thing, Claire, darling," Mona said. "Just get your tongue down between your virgin daughter's legs and suck that honey pot."
Claire's nipple was erect and Linda bent her head to suck at it. "Suck me, mommy!" Linda whispered, looking up at her mother as she ran her wet tongue across her mother's tit.
Claire hesitated and Mona reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet. "Get down on the floor, Claire and service your daughter! Kneel between her legs and give her sweet cunt a licking!"
Down she went to the floor and knelt between Linda's thighs as her teen-age daughter smiled and squirmed on the couch in anticipation.
Linda reached down and drew her cunt lips apart, revealing her clit. The inner folds of her pussy were shiny with sexual lubrication. "Suck it, mommy! Suck it all out!"
Claire hesitated and Mona took her by the back of the head and pushed her face against Linda's pussy. "Eat it, damn you!" Mona cried, holding her there.
Linda groaned as she felt her mother's lips against her cunt. "Eat me, eat me!" she moaned, putting her legs over her mother's shoulders.
Claire's hands came up and slid under Linda's buttocks, cupping them as her tongue pressed into her daughter's pussy. -
"Ohhh, that's it, mother! Stick your tongue in me as far as you can!" Linda cried, reaching down to grab at her mother's head.
Mona smiled and let go of Claire's head. She watched as Claire licked up and down the length of Linda's young pussy.
"Eat my clit!" Linda said, running her hands over her large tits. "I'm so hot!"
Claire's tongue found Linda's swollen clit and she sucked it into her mouth, licking and stroking, while Linda played with her nipples.
Then Linda cried, "Faster, mother, faster. I'm going to come any second!"
Claire licked faster and Linda wiggled her ass on the couch for a few more moments before she gave a low moan that built to a high wail of satisfaction.
"Ohhhh, that was so nice!" Linda cried, letting go of her mother's head.
Mona smiled as Claire pulled her mouth away from her daughter's cunt and licked her lips. Mona asked, "Did you enjoy yourself, Claire?"
Claire nodded and said, "Yes. If somebody had told me this morning that I would be doing this-this afternoon, I would've said they were crazy!"
Linda said, "When will I get to screw my brother?"
"What?" Claire asked.
"Darling Linda wants to fuck her brother, David," Mona said, sitting down on the couch beside Linda and putting her arm around the busty teenager.
"Oh, no!" Claire said. '"I'm not going to allow that!"
Mona giggled and said, "Don't worry, Linda. Before this weekend is over your brother will screw your little ass off."
"What are you saying?" Claire asked, beginning to get angry.
"Linda heard the tape about her brother's problem and she wants to help cure him," Mona said, running her hand down Linda's firm, smooth thigh and squeezing her flesh. "Don't you, darling?"
Linda smiled and said, "I sure do."
"Just like you're going to help him," Mona said to Claire. Mona's fingers were toying with the lips of Linda's cunt.
"You heard the tape?" Claire asked her daughter.
"I sure did. I was getting ready to take a shower and I heard voices, so I listened at the door. I wasn't trying to spy on you. I heard what Dave said about me and you to that doctor," Linda said, spreading her legs to let Mona's fingers into the warmth of her cunt.
"Does she have to have sex with David?" Claire asked.
Mona smiled and said, "Do you want to cure your son and help him to success, Claire, or would you rather I forget about it, you, and the rest of your lovely family?"
"I want to help David, Mona," Claire said, quickly.
Then you will agree to do as I tell you from now on with no arguments or questions. Whatever I tell you to do you will do or I will drop the Kelly's. Is that clear?" Mona asked, rubbing Linda's clit with her finger. Claire nodded and said, "Yes, Mona."
"Good! We have a few minutes before David and his lovely wife Cynthia return. You two will listen very carefully to my instructions and do as I tell you," Mona said, looking from one to the other.
They both nodded in agreement and Linda smiled sexily at her mother as Mona's fingers continued to stimulate her erect love bud. Claire looked at Linda and smiled back as Mona began to tell them what they were to do.
A half hour later, David and Cynthia returned home. David pulled the car into the driveway and shut off the motor as Cynthia asked, "Why did we have to stay away from the house for so long?"
David shrugged and said, "She's probably getting the story of my fife from mom."
Cynthia said, "What kind of position do you think she's got planned for you, Dave?"
Flat on my back or maybe standing on my head, he thought. He said, "I don't know. Something legal, J guess."
"Well she's certainly friendly for a rich girl," Cynthia said. "The way she was looking at me when I was wearing that bikini was really something."
"What do you mean?" David asked.
"Like she wanted to eat me," Cynthia said, remembering the time another girl had looked at her like Mona had.
"Eat you?" David asked, with a chuckle.
"Yes, Dave, eat me and your mother too," Cynthia said. "She was looking at your mother's body the same way she was looking at mine. I know that look. I had a girl look at me like that once and she tried to jump me in high school."
"What happened?" David asked.
"I knocked her flat on her ass, darling!" Cynthia said. "I like men."
David leaned over and kissed his wife on the nose. "I'm damned glad about that," he said. Then he kissed her on the lips and looked into her eyes. He broke the kiss and said, "Darling, you won't knock Mona on her ass, will you?"
Cynthia had her arms around David's neck. "Not if she keeps her hands to herself. Off you and me," Cynthia said, kissing the end of David's nose.
David gave her a big smile and said, "You're kidding, baby! Aren't you?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm not, David."
"But this is my chance!" David said. "How often does a guy like me get to meet a woman as important as-"
"You mean rich, don't you?" Cynthia asked, moving away from him.
"Okay, rich!" he said, nodding. "What's the matter with money?"
"Nothing, David," she said. "It all depends on what you have to do to get it."
David frowned and said, "Please, Cynthia. Be nice to her for me."
'I'll be nice to her," Cynthia replied.
"Good! Now, let's go in," David said.
As long as she keeps her hands off me! Cynthia thought
FIVE
An hour and a half later, Cynthia was sitting in the back seat of Mona Hanson's Rolls with a drink in her hand.
Mona lounged in the seat beside her with a joint in her mouth. She drew on it and sucked the sweet smoke down into her lungs.' She held it there and watched Cynthia as she looked out of the car window on her side.
"You're pretty quiet," Mona said, letting the smoke out.
Cynthia turned to her and said, "I was just thinking. This all seems like a dream. Dave and I come walking into the house and find that we've been invited to spend the whole weekend at your family's mansion."
"That's right, darling," Mona replied dreamily. "And don't forget that you and your lovely family are to be the guests of honor at a small party that I'm giving tomorrow night."
Cynthia watched Mona suck on the joint and asked, "What will David be doing for you in the position that you're considering him for, Mona?" r
Mona smiled and let the smoke drift out of her lovely nose. She put the joint out and said, "That's a secret for now, Cynthia. You'll know soon enough."
"It certainly is mysterious," Cynthia said, sipping at her drink. '
Mona pushed a button and soft, dreamy music came out of the quad speakers in the car.
"Yes, my darling, it is," Mona replied, pushing another set of buttons that blacked the rear of the car out and turned it pitch black for a moment before a red light came on.
Cynthia looked at Mona and said, "Why did you do that?" Her voice sounded very far away to her ears.
"I like the red light, Cynthia. It gives the skin a rosy glow," Mona said, smiling and taking the glass out of Cynthia's hand.
Cynthia shrugged and settled back on the large, black leather-covered seat. It felt so soft against the back of her legs and arms that she felt like taking off her dress to feel it all over her skin.
Mona was high on the grass she had smoked. She smiled as she thought of David and wondered how he was doing with his mother and sister in the car that Was following Mona's Rolls. Claire was driving and David was sitting between his sister and mother.
"I love your car," Cynthia said. "It hardly feels like we are moving."
"It is nice, isn't it, darling?" Mona asked. "But it could be nicer."
"What do you mean?" Cynthia asked.
"You're sitting way over there with all your clothes on and you could be over here relaxing with me," Mona replied. "We have a two hour drive before we get to my home and we could really get to know one another."
Cynthia shook her head. "No thanks. I'm fine right here." She was wearing a light blue dress that was cut low in front and displayed half of her lovely breasts. She put her hands to her tits and said, "I feel hot!"
"Of course you do!" Mona said, unbuttoning her black leather blouse. "You ought to take off your clothes and be cool with me."
Cynthia watched as Mona's magnificent breasts-came into view encased in a black leather bra and felt a strange sensation in the pit of her belly. She swallowed and said, "I feel very strange."
Mona unzipped her black leather skirt and lifted her legs to pull it off. Then she turned her back to Cynthia and slid across the seat "Would you unhook me, my pet?" she asked.
"What was in that drink?" Cynthia asked, as she brought her fingers up and unhooked Mona's bra.
Mona turned and slid the bra straps down her arms. "Liquor, darling," Mona said, letting the bra drop to the thickly carpeted floor and reaching out to put her arms around Cynthia.
Cynthia pushed her away and said, "What do you think you're doing, Mona?"
"I was going, to unzip your dress for you, my sweet," Mona said.
"Oh!" Cynthia said, looking at Mona's naked breasts. They're so big and beautiful! she thought "Okay, Mona, but don't get any ideas."
Mona smiled and said, "Ideas? I'm sure I don't know what you mean."
Cynthia turned her back to Mona and felt her dress being unzipped. Then Mona was helping her off with the dress and her hands seemed to be everywhere, stroking and touching her bare back.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Unhooking your bra, my pet" Mona said. "Just relax."
Cynthia shrugged and felt herself growing warm between her legs. What's happening to me? she wondered, as her dress was pulled from her body along with her bra. What's happening?
At that moment David Kelly was wondering the same thing as he sat between his mother and his sister, following Mona's Rolls.
For him it had all begun when he had returned home with Cynthia from shopping. His mother had been ah smiles and his sister, who was usually in a sullen mood about something, was all smiles too. Along with the smiles, while he was in the kitchen putting some things in the refrigerator, his sister had shocked the hell right out of him.
Cynthia had gone to pack a small bag for the weekend and Mona and Claire were busy in other parts of the house. Linda had put on the shortest shorts she owned and a small halter that barely covered her lovely, teen-aged breasts.
"Hi, brother," Linda said, coming up beside him.
David turned and smiled. "Hi! You all ready?"
"Mmmmmm, lover, I sure am!" she said, reaching out and grabbing at the front of his pants.
"What?" David cried, jumping back. "What are you doing?"
He stared at her face and saw a look of pure lust. She threw her arms around him and pressed her tits tight against his chest while one of her thighs pressed between his legs.
He was too shocked to move. He stood there for twenty seconds as Linda rubbed herself against him and made another grab at his cock.
"Cyn's upstairs, baby," Linda said, in a low, sexy voice.
David shoved at her and he said, "Mona! She put you up to this!"
Linda smiled and said, "Don't keep pushing me away, baby. I know what you want and I'm ready to give it to you."
He held her off and said, "You better get the hell out of here, Linda. You go to your room and get your things ready to go and put some clothes on."
"Okay, Davey," she said, wiggling her ass at him. "I'll see you later."
He had stared after her and then had gone to find Mona. He found her but Cynthia came along before he could talk to Mona about Linda.
Then they were heading for their cars and David had decided to have a talk with Mona when they reached her house.
Mona had decided who went in whose car. "David, you follow us with your car and I'll take your lovely wife in mine. Claire and Linda can ride with you and that will give Cynthia and me a chance to get acquainted."
David had wanted to drive but his mother asked him if she could. "After working so hard all day, Dave, you ought to just relax and watch the scenery," Claire had said.
"All right," David had said, sliding into the seat beside her as she started the car. Then Linda had insisted on sitting in the front seat and David noticed that she hadn't change her clothes. "I thought I told you to put some clothes on!"
Linda closed the car door and said. "Really, baby, you're such an old bear! Don't you like looking at my legs and breasts?"
David stared at her as his mother began following Mona's car. "Stop calling me baby. And I don't get any kick out of looking at your breasts and legs, so cut it out!"
Claire was driving with her left hand. She put her right hand on David's thigh and gave his leg a squeeze. "Relax, darling. Linda and I know what you need, don't we, Linda?"
David turned to his mother and said, "What in the hell is going on?"
Linda had her hand on his other thigh and she was moving her fingers closer and closer to his zipper.
"Relax, Davey. If you try to hold it in you could lose your mind," Claire said, stroking his leg.
David pushed both of their hands away and said, "Mona's behind this, isn't she, mom? What did she tell you?"
Claire smiled and said, "There's no need to pretend, David. We heard the tape and know exactly what you want. We are going to bring all your fantasies to life and Mona is going to give you an important job with her family."
"Tape? What in the hell are you talking about, mom?" David asked, looking at her as Linda reached out and grabbed his zipper.
"While the doctor was asking you those questions," Claire said. "I don't blame you for your hidden desires, David. It's my fault, if anybody's. Probably something that you saw when you were a child."
"Doctor?" David cried, as he slapped at Linda's hand. "I haven't the slightest idea of what you are talking about! And Linda, I want you to stop trying to open my pants!"
"He probably wants me to unzip him, Linda," Claire said, moving her fingers towards David's fly. "After all, I did it when he was a little boy."
"Mom! Please!" David cried, putting his hand over his zipper to keep his mother away.
Linda was wiggling on the seat beside him and David turned his head and let out a gasp. "Mom, stop the car! Linda is taking her shorts off!"
"It's all right, dear," Claire replied, not stopping the car. "The sun's going down and nobody will be able to see us!"
"Us?" David cried and looked down to see his mother's hand pulling her skirt slowly back so that more of her stockinged thigh would be visible. "Mom, what are you doing?"
"My pussy itches, dear," she said, reaching down and running her fingers slowly up and down between her legs, stroking herself sensuously.
David tore his eyes away from his mother's crotch and stared out of the windshield, keeping his eyes straight ahead.
Claire pulled her skirt up around her hips and said, "Look, David! I'm wearing nothing but a black, silk garter belt and black nylons under my skirt and I put a special perfume on the lips of my cunt for you to sniff."
"MOM, WILL YOU CUT IT OUT!" David screamed. He was losing control of himself. He stared at both of them on each side of him, rubbing their hands at their thighs, and he was getting a hard-on.
"David, you called me a cock-teaser but I'm not a cock-teaser," Linda said, wetting her fingers with her mouth and then rubbing her moist vagina. "I think you're a cunt teaser. You won't let mom or me touch your big prick!"
David clenched his teeth and steeled his shoulders as he felt his cock throb against the front of his pants. "I'm getting in the back seat!" he cried in desperation. "You two can do or say anything that you want to."
Linda smiled and said, "Oh, boy! Get in the back seat, baby and we can have a little fun while mom drives."
"What did that woman do to you two?" David cried.
His mother's hand left her vagina and grabbed at the front of his pants at the same moment that Linda made a grab for David's manhood. David lost when Linda grabbed his hands and held them while Claire , grabbed her son's cock through his pants and held on with a tight grip.
"Damn, David Kelly!" she said, chuckling. "You didn't get that from your old man! That was my father you got that cock from!"
Linda was struggling with David and she looked down at the bulge in David's pants which her mother was holding. "Wow! I've got to see it!" Linda cried. "Please, David?"
David pushed his mother's hand off his cock and Claire asked, "We must've excited you, David, for you to get a hard-on like that. Didn't we?"
"Mom, whatever she told you is wrong. I don't want you sexually and I never did and the same goes for Linda! She asked me if I ever had the desire to have sex with you both and I said no!" David cried, pressing his hand on his cock to keep it down.
Claire chuckled. "David, you're not fooling us. We know you have to be helped before you can take your place in Mona's family. Linda and I are willing to do anything we can to help you. I'll admit that I wasn't all for doing it when I heard what I would have to do, but you sounded so desperate on that tape recording that you made with that doctor that I decided to do anything I can to help you."
Linda said, "I didn't have to be asked twice, David. I'm as hot for you as you are for me."
He watched as she reached up and took the halter off her firm tits. Then he saw her cup them and he felt his cock throb. She was his sister but there was also a limit to what a man could take.
"Suck them, David!" Linda cried, cupping her tits so that her fingers were playing with her nipples. She smiled as she saw him lick his lips. "You know you want to!"
"Let yourself go, David," Claire said, reaching out and grabbing his cock again. He felt her squeezing it through his pants and he shut his eyes.
Mona, damn you! he thought.
Mona had taken Cynthia's dress off and now she was unhooking Cynthia's bra. What's happening to me? Cynthia wondered. I feel so damned sexy.
"There!" Mona said, turning-Cynthia back towards her. "Your lovely tits are free."
"Thank you," Cynthia said. There was that damned strange feeling again! She felt like she wanted to masturbate and she wished that she was alone so she could put her hands on herself. "I wish-"
"What do you wish?" Mona asked, with a smile.
"Nothing," Cynthia said, moving her hands down to her thighs. She wanted to rub at herself through her panties.
"Cynthia, I want you to do me a favor," Mona said, lying back on the seat with her legs spread apart. "What's that?"
"Take my panties off for me," Mona said, reaching up to cup her own fantastic breasts with both hands.
Cynthia swallowed as she watched Mona's fingers playing with her own nipples. "Why can't you do that yourself?"
"I don't feel like it I think it would be so much more fun for you to do it darling," Mona said, pinching her nipples and making them swell in erection.
"I guess I could do it" Cynthia said, remembering what David had said about humoring her.
Cynthia knelt on the floor in front of Mona's spread legs and reached out to take the sides of Mona's bikini panties. "You'll have to lift up a little," Cynthia said, as she started to yank them down.
Mona's spread legs closed around Cynthia's body and she said, "Give me a kiss, Cynthia."
Mona's arms were around her and she was being drawn against Mona's large breasts and smooth belly. She struggled and Mona said, "Relax, Cyn', I can make you feel real good."
Cynthia struggled and cried, "Damn you, Mona Hanson! You let me go!"
"Don't you like me?" Mona asked, with a look of amusement.
"Not that way, Mona."
Mona chuckled and released Cynthia from her grip. "Are you a little moist between your legs, Cynthia?" Mona asked, lifting her buttocks off the seat while she slid her panties over them.
"That's none of your business," Cynthia said, turning her back to Mona and reaching down to take her own panties off.
"What are you doing, Mrs. Kelly?" Mona asked, with another chuckle. "Getting set to stroke your bird?"
Cynthia looked over her shoulder at Mona, who had a hand between her thighs. "There was something in that drink, Mona! I'd never act like this if I hadn't been drugged!" Cynthia said, yanking her panties off her ankles.
"You're dreaming!" Mona-said, with a smile. "You'd enjoy the dream more if you relaxed." Cynthia let out a groan and began moving her fingers between her legs, rubbing at her cunt. "You're, going to be sorry!"
Mona was right beside her and Mona's hands were cupping her breasts. It felt good, Cynthia thought, and then let out a cry as Mona brought her lips down on Cynthia's left breast.
"Please let me go!" Cynthia whispered as she felt Mona's lips surrounding her nipple. "Please! I don't want you to do what you're doing! I don't want you to-but I can't stop you."
Mona didn't answer. Her tongue was swirling over Cynthia's left breast and then over it went to her right one.
The Rolls moved on through the night . . . and David's car followed.
In that car, David was trying to find out what had happened between his mother and sister and Mona.
"I'm telling you, mom-and you too, Linda, that you've both been tricked," David said, for the third time. "I did not see a doctor and I did not make any tape recording. So stop acting like this." .
Claire nodded and said, "Just tell me one thing, Davey."
"What's that?" he asked.
"What makes your prick so hard if you aren't interested in us?" Claire asked, giving his cock a squeeze.
"Because I've got feelings!" David said. "The two of you are playing with yourselves and naturally I'd get hard. Anybody would."
Linda got hold of his zipper and pulled it down.
David ignored her and looked at his mother. "You're going to sit there and drive that car while your teenage daughter is unzipping my pants? Your son's pants?"
"Yes," Claire said. "Because you need it."
"I'm a married man, mother!" David cried, as his sister's fingers moved inside his pants and found the opening of his shorts. "I have a wife and a very adequate sex life. I really don't need this."
Linda's fingers touched his hard cock and he heard her sigh of pleasure as she ran her fingers over it. "It's so big and smooth! Just like silk!" she said, capturing it and bringing it out into the open.
David watched his sister and said, "I don't believe it! This morning I was an average guy with an average family and an average job and now-!"
Claire glanced down at the head of David's cock and she said, "It looks good enough to eat. Would you like that, David?"
"Keep your eyes on the road!" David groaned as Linda bent her head and pressed her lips against the head of his cock. Then he felt her tongue moving over his prick and he gasped, "Where did you learn to do that?"
Linda squeezed his cock in her fist and smiled up at her brother. "I went to a pajama party last week and picked up a few tricks."
"There were boys at that party?" David asked, as he felt his sister's lips close around his cockhead.
She kissed his prick and then said, "No, David. Brenda's father has a movie projector and a groovy bunch of films. I watched two or three of them and one was about a girl and a guy eating each other."
David turned his head and looked at his mother and then down at his sister who had her head in his lap, moving it up and down and sucking at his throbbing cock.
"I can't believe this is happening," David said, raising his ass and thrusting his cock at his sister's sensuous mouth. He looked guiltily at his mother and" settled back on the seat.
Claire noticed his discomfort and said, "Relax, baby and enjoy what your sister is doing for you without feeling guilty about it"
He glanced down at his mother's hand between her lovely thighs and saw that she was still playing with herself. Then his mother put her hand on her daughter's head and said, "Up and down, up and down, Linda, baby. Suck him nice and easy."
"This is the way you want it?" David asked his mother.
She kept her eyes on the road and said, "Yes, darling. This is the way I want it! What's wrong with it? We're all having a good time and we're not arguing or fighting, are we?"
He groaned as his sister's tongue licked up and down the shaft of his cock. "No, mom," he said, closing his eyes and settling back in his seat "we're certainly not fighting."
Claire glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself, honey?"
"Mmmmm!" he said, with a sigh. "You know, when you get past the initial guilty feelings it doesn't seem so bad."
His mother smiled and said, "I know exactly what you mean. Right now I'm sitting here and I'm so hot between my legs that I can hardly drive. Just watching Linda work on you and wanting to do it myself is almost too much."
"I know what you mean," he answered.
Claire was silent for a moment and then she said, "David?"
"Yes, mother?"
She hesitated for a moment and then smiled. "Play with me, will you?" -
"While you're driving, mom?" he asked.
Her answer was a groan of want and his left arm went around her as his right hand touched her stockinged thigh.
Linda had her fist around his cock and she was giving his prick hard squeezes while her lips and wet tongue washed at his cockhead as if she were licking an ice cream cone.
"I love your garter belt and stockings, mom," he said, running his fingers over the black silk covering her shapely thighs. "I love silk stockings."
"I wore them just for you, darling," Claire said, shivering with pleasure at his touch. It had been a long time since a man had touched her like David was touching her now. He ran his fingers to the edge of her stocking and on to her smooth thigh,' kneading her flesh with an exploring hand.
"You have lovely legs, mom," he said, moving his hand down the length of her stockinged leg and then back up again. His fingers touched her belly above her pussy hair.
Touch me, David!" she said, trembling and trying to move her legs as far apart as she could while still driving. "Put your fingers on me . . . between my legs!"
Linda was moving her head up and down and her lips were still kissing and sucking at his prick. She heard David say, "If we just had a little more room in this front seat and you weren't driving."
"I can fix that," Linda said, taking her mouth off his cock. She moved to the floor of the car and said, "Spread your legs, David, so I can get between them."
"Ohhhh boyyy!" David said, as his lovely sister moved between his legs and grabbed his cock again.
With Linda on the floor of the car, David was really able to get at his mother's cunt. His fingers moved through the soft curls of her pubic hair and touched the top of her moist vagina.
Linda took her lips off her brother's cock and said, "David, can I take your pants off you?"
Her fingers pumped at his wet cock and he slid his fingers over his mother's clit. "Yessss!" he groaned as he felt his sister's breath on the head of his throbbing purple prick.
Then his fingers were in his mother and he was wetting his fingers with her juice. He felt his pants being jerked down over his hips and he raised his ass to help his sister get them off him.
"Move your fingers in and out, real slow, David," Claire cried softly, keeping her eyes on the road as she followed Mona's Rolls through the night. "Oh, yes, darling! Like that!"
He couldn't believe how wet his mother's pussy was getting. "Mom, are you sure you're all right to drive?" David asked.
"I'm fine, honey!" Claire whispered. "Just keep on rubbing me...."
David kept rubbing and he looked down at his sister. She was looking up at him and sucking on his big cock. He smiled and shook his head in wonder. Didn't she ever get tired? he wondered.
Then he chuckled as he remembered what his mother had said. She'd been right; they weren't arguing or fighting.
SIX
It was a little after eight when Mona's Rolls pulled up at the gate to her estate. A uniformed guard looked at Gort behind the wheel and pressed a button. The gates swung silently open and Gort called out, "The car behind is with us, Hugo!"
Hugo nodded and watched as both cars went through the gates.
The Hanson Estate was five hundred acres of rolling hills and beautiful scenery. The Hanson mansion sat in the middle of all that; a huge, castle-like structure with over eighty huge rooms that were elegantly furnished with nothing but the best
As the cars drove through the gates of the estate, David was hurriedly pulling up his pants after convincing his sister to let his cock go.
"I came twice," Claire told him.
He zipped his pants up and said, "That's good."
Linda got up on the seat and said, "What was the matter that you didn't come, Davey?"
"I was too busy worrying about getting stopped by a cop or having an accident," he explained.
"You're going to have sore balls, baby!" Linda said, smiling and reaching down to grab at him through his pants again.
"Please leave me alone, Linda! We're almost there and I don't want to have to get out of the car like this," he said, looking down at the erection under his pants.
She took her hand off him and grabbed her shorts off the floor. "Okay, brother," she said, slipping them on. "I'll leave you alone for now but you're going to fuck me the first chance you get!"
"I wonder how Mona and Cynthia are doing," David said, changing the subject and trying to imagine what Mona had done and said that had changed his mother and sister into the women they now were.
Claire smiled and said, "They're probably old friends by now, David. Mona has a way of making you like her and feel you've known her for years and years."
David nodded. "I know exactly what you mean."
Mona and Cynthia were not old friends at that moment. Cynthia was madder than hell.
"Br you touch me again, Mona, I'll jump out of this car!" Cynthia cried.
Mona laughed and said, "I wish you would make up your mind, darling. Touch me, don't touch me! What do you want me to do?"
Cynthia stared at Mona in confusion. Her head felt very strange and light and she was still warm between her legs in spite of having had three orgasms in the last five minutes.
"What was in that drink?" she asked.
"I've told you, dear. Nothing but liquor."
She could remember the feel of Mona's tongue and mouth moving over her breasts and the touch of Mona's hands on her body while she lay there submissively and let Mona do what she wanted to do and begged for more.
"My head is getting clearer," Cynthia said. "I know you gave me something to make me do the things I did."
"You don't have to make excuses with me," Mona said. "You wanted me to play with you and make you come and that's exactly what I did."
The car pulled smoothly to a stop in front of Mona's home and Cynthia said, "We're stopping. Are we there?"
Mona pushed a couple of buttons and the red light went off while the car windows came clear again. She looked out of the window and said, "We're there."
"I have to get my clothes on," Cynthia said, grabbing for her bra.
"You really don't have to bother," Mona said, as Gort opened the door. "Daddy will want to see you naked anyway."
"What?" Cynthia cried, slipping her panties on.
"My father will want to see you in the nude, darling," Mona replied, putting her bikini panties on as she got out of the car.
David, Claire, and Linda gathered around Mona and Claire said, "What a lovely place you have, Mona."
Mona said something to Claire while David stuck his head in the door and smiled at Cynthia. "Did you enjoy the ride, darling?" he asked, watching as his wife pulled her dress over her head.
"David, I was raped," Cynthia cried.
David smiled and said, 'Don't be silly, darling."
"She gave me something that took away all my will power and she raped me!" Cynthia cried a little louder.
Linda stuck her head in the door and said, "What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, Linda," David said. "Cynthia's being a little hysterical."
"David, I want to go home immediately!" Cynthia cried, getting out of the car.
He took her arm and said, "Cynthia, please stop yelling and let me talk to you."
"I want to go home and that's where I'm going, David. You can work for that lesbian if you want to hut she's not going to use my body!" Cynthia cried.
Mona walked over to Cynthia and said, "I really should send you home, my sweet, to mend your manners, but you are a challenge, so I'm not going to allow you to leave. You will remain here with your family and take part in the entertainment tomorrow night."
Cynthia stared at Mona and said, "Entertainment?"
Mona was wearing nothing but her bikini panties and her long red hair curled about her nipples as she swung her hips and cupped her breasts, squeezing them as she smiled at Cynthia.
"Yes, Cynthia, my pet, you will take part and I will make you beg to do so!" Mona said, smiling at David.
Cynthia looked at her husband and saw him smile back at Mona. She cried, "David, I want to go home. Now!"
He put his arm around her and said, "We just got here, baby."
"NOW, DAVID!" Cynthia yelled.
Mona smiled and nodded at Gort. "Gort, will you show the young lady to her private room?"
Gort nodded and said, "Yes, Mistress!"
Cynthia turned and looked at the giant. A shudder went through her and she said, "David!"
"If you want to be carried, Cynthia,'' Mona said, "Gort will do it. I think you'd be a lot happier just following him."
"David, are you going to let him take me off?" Cynthia cried. , Gort began walking and said, "Are you coming, Mrs. .Kelly?"
"Go with him, darling," David said to his wife. I'll join you in a moment or so after I talk to Mona."
"You coward!" Cynthia cried as she began walking after Gort.
David turned to Mona and asked, "Where's he going to-"
Mona cut him off. "You don't have to worry about your wife for now, Davey. She'll be well taken care of while you meet my father."
They followed Mona into her home and found themselves in a large hall with walls of stone. Claire and Linda were awe-struck and looked all around as they followed Mona down the hall to her father's study.
"Father?" Mona called outside a large oaken door.
"Come in, Mona!" a deep voice called out.
Mona turned the gold doorknob and opened the door. She and the others walked into the large room and Mona saw her father sitting behind his desk in a wheelchair.
"Well, my dear," Mona's father said, with a smile, "I see you've brought some guests."
"Father, this is David Kelly, his mother Claire, and his sister Linda," Mona said. "Folks, my father, Alexander Hanson."
At forty-eight, Alexander Hanson was a handsome man with broad shoulders and a flashing smile. He had dark brown eyes, curly black hair with touches of silver at his temples, and a full beard and moustache that gave him the look of a Spanish grandee or a Gypsy prince. He was wearing a white silk shirt of the finest material, open at the throat. His left earlobe was pierced and from it a golden earring hung.
"David, you have a lovely mother and sister," Alexander Hanson said, pushing a button on his wheelchair and coming out from behind his desk to join them.
The motorized wheelchair stopped between Claire and Linda as David said, "Thank you, sir. You have a beautiful daughter!"
"Call me Alex, Dave," Alex said, looking at Mona, who was smiling at him. His eyes went from her eyes to her lovely nipples which were peeking at him through her red hair. "Yes, she is, isn't she?"
"Thank you, daddy," Mona said, giving her handsome father a kiss on the forehead.
He patted her almost naked buttocks and said, "Tell me about our guests, darling, and the entertainment that you have planned for tomorrow night."
Mona laughed and said, "No previews, father."
Alex smiled and said, "What am I going to do with you?" His hand was moving possessively over her hip. Then he stopped as he glanced at Linda and saw her smiling at him.
"Would you take your halter and shorts off?" Alex asked, looking into her eyes.
"Sure!" Linda said eagerly and then glanced over at her mother. "Okay, mom?"
Claire blushed and said, "I guess so."
Alex looked at Claire and smiled as Linda unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts and let them fall to the floor after she tugged them over the cheeks of her ass. He said, "I would like to see your body too."
Nodding, Claire said, "All right."
Mona walked over to David and said, "Did you enjoy the ride down here, darling?"
David looked at her and his eyes were drawn to her naked tits. They were almost pressed against him and he could feel his cock begin to stir again.
"Mona, what did you do to my mother? She never acted this way in her life!" David whispered. "Look at her, pulling her clothes off, and she was always so modest!"
Mona chuckled and said, "Are you complaining, my pet?"
"No, it's-it's exciting and the two of them, my sister and my mother, were at me all the way down here! I just wanted to know how you did it."
"It's a long story, Davey, that I'll tell you some time," Mona said. "Why don't you help your mother off with her bra?"
"Okay," David said, turning to his mother.
Linda was standing beside the wheelchair completely nude while Alex Hanson ran his eyes over her exquisite form.
Linda watched his face while she smiled at him and ran her hands under her breasts, cupping each of them and squeezing them.
He licked his lips and said, "Lovely. How old are you, Linda?"
"Sweet sixteen!" Linda said. "Would you like a taste?"
Alex chuckled and said, "Yes, my dear, I would like a taste."
Linda bent her body a little and pressed her left breast against his mouth. Alex's pink tongue moved over Linda's nipple and his lips closed around it as he sucked hard on her flesh. She felt his hand on the cheeks of her ass, squeezing and kneading.
David was standing in back of his mother who was wearing nothing but a black garter belt and black silk stockings that framed the beautifully rounded cheeks of her ass. He was holding his mother's bra and they were watching Linda feed her tit to Alex.
"You know for a virgin, she's a sexy little bitch!" David whispered in his mother's ear as his hand caressed the delicious crease between her buttocks. He felt her ass tremble under his fingers.
"Yes. Oh, David, that's nice!" Claire said, as his finger moved quickly to her asshole and stroked across it to the wetness of her pussy. "Mmmmm!"
"Having fun?" Mona asked, standing beside David and looking down at the bulge in his pants.
He took his hand off his mother's cunt and said, "I sure am."
Mona unzipped his pants and reached inside for his cock. She found it and pulled it out, squeezing it with a firm hand.
Alex had licked and sucked both of Linda's luscious mounds and her nipples were big and erect from his tongue. His left hand was playing with the cheeks of her ass while his right played with her soft cunt-hair.
"Careful, daddy!" Mona said, watching her father's right hand stroking at Linda's cunt-hair. "She's a virgin and she's not to be fucked until tomorrow night by this cock."
Alex smiled and looked at David's prick. "Well, if I can't fuck this one," Alex said, patting Linda's ass, "how about Claire?"
Mona smiled and shook her head. "You may play with her and she may satisfy you, daddy, but she's not to be fucked by anyone until her son fucks her."
Alex looked at David and asked, "How in the hell did you pass up your sister before this?"
David said, "Alex, you won't believe this, but until today I was, I thought, very happily married to a woman who took care of me sexually. I never gave my sister or my mother a thought in that way."
Linda giggled and said, "That's not the way I heard it!"
Alex looked at Claire and said, "It is easy to see where the beauty and sexuality of the daughter comes from. Sit on my lap and kiss me, Claire."
She sat down on his lap and put her arms around him. Her mouth came down on his and she felt his hand touching her belly as their lips pressed together. Then her tongue found his and they began stroking each other's tongue as his fingers slid to the lips of her pussy.
Linda moved over to Mona and said, "Why do I have to wait until tomorrow night to be fucked, Mona?"
"Questions, questions!" Mona said. "You'll see, all in good time!"
David said, "Mona, how about you and me going off for a little while?" She was still holding his very stiff prick and giving it slow strokes that were driving David wild.
I'd love to, darling, but I must talk with your mother and sister, show them their rooms, bathe, and do a million things, including helping your bride get over a very hypocritical nature."
Alex was caressing Claire's breasts as he said, "Where is your wife, Dave?"
"I had her taken to a private room, daddy," Mona said.
"Oh? Did she object to what was happening between David, his mother, and his sister?" Alex asked,-licking at one of Claire's breasts.
"No. She pretended to be disgusted at making it with me," Mona explained.
David said, "She wasn't pretending, Mona. She told me that she knocked a girl on her ass in high school for trying something with her."
Mona chuckled. "You should've been in that car "
Alex said, "Could we take a look at her?"
Mona nodded and released David's prick. His sister Linda took hold of it and gave it a squeeze as Mona went to a large TV set across the room. She turned it on and moved the channel selector.
"We have closed circuit TV," Alex explained, as Mona adjusted the picture. "We can look in on any room in the mansion or any spot on the grounds through any set in the house."
The picture on the screen came in and they saw Cynthia laying on a large bed with chains on her wrists and ankles.
"Hey!" David said. "Why's she chained up and gagged?"
"Gort must've had a good reason," Mona replied, watching as Cynthia kicked her legs and jerked at the chains on her wrists.
Alex licked his lips as he watched the screen and stroked Claire's hip. "She's a lovely woman and her body is a work of art."
David smiled proudly and said, "Thank you, Alex."
"How do you think she's going to react when she finds out about David fucking his mother and sister?" Alex asked.
Linda shook her head and said, "She's going to be madder than hell! My sister-in-law is so straight she makes a ruler look crooked."
Mona chuckled and said, "Well see how straight she is after I get done with her."
David looked at her and said, "You won't do anything to hurt her, will you?"
"Don't be silly, darling!" Mona said, smiling. "I'll just let her nature take its course."
"I'll give you some advice, Dave," Alex said, moving his fingers between Claire's legs and stroking at her pussy, "Don't try to figure out anything Mona does. Just relax and enjoy yourself. No harm will come to your wife."
David nodded as Linda rubbed at his hard-on, and they watched Cynthia struggling on the bed.
SEVEN
An hour later, Claire, Linda, and Mona were in Mona's large, sunken bathtub, washing each other and talking.
"Your father is a dream!" Claire said, as she sponged off Mona's back.
"He certainly is!" Linda agreed. "What happened to his legs?"
Mona turned and looked at both the women. "The result of an auto accident which killed my mother. My father was driving and lie was thrown from the car and lived while my mother died."
"That's a shame," Claire said.
"I was thirteen when it happened," Mona said. They were very much in love and he blamed himself so much for her death that he convinced himself that he can't walk."
Claire looked puzzled. "Do you mean that there's nothing at all wrong with your father's legs?"
Mona nodded. "That's right. He's been in that wheelchair for about nine years and nothing will get him out until he's ready to do it himself."
That's terrible!" Linda said.
"Yes, it is," Mona agreed. "The best doctors in the world have told him that his legs are all right but he insists that he can't walk."
"Can't anything be done to make him want to walk?" Claire asked. "Perhaps if he talked to a psychiatrist."
Mona stood up and said, "Don't you think we tried that? He talked far three psychiatrists and being the brilliant man that he is, he wound up psychoanalyzing all three of them. No one can convince him that it's all in his mind and that he could walk if he wanted to.
"We even tried to trick him and make him walk to escape a burning room but he just sat there and waited to be rescued."
"There must be some way he can be helped," Claire said, following Mona as she stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel.
"Perhaps there is," Mona said, taking Claire in her arms. Their bellies and breasts pressed together and Mona stroked Claire's buttocks. "If you're willing to help."
"Me?" Claire said. "What could I do?"
"You are the first woman in the last five years that has given my father a hard-on, Claire," Mona said, beginning to dry herself off. "Outside of me, that is. You saw how hard he got. My father wants you very much."
"If it will make him walk, Mona," Claire said, thinking of how handsome and rich Alex Hanson was, "he can have me!"
Mona smiled and patted Claire's ass. "Fine, but not so eager, darling. I want you to turn him on and tease him right out of that chair. No matter what he says or how much he begs, Claire, you are not to fuck him unless he gets up and walks to you."
Linda said, "Your father was giving me the eye, too. Maybe I could help."
Mona said, putting her arms around both of them, "You both can. Not lets get into our costumes and look in on David and Cynthia."
At that moment David was trying to calm his wife down. David had released her from her chains and he was holding her in his arms.
"Darling, this is my big chance," David said.
She shoved him away from her and said, "That chauffeur of hers ripped the clothes right off my back and chained me up on this bed and you talk about chances!" she cried angrily. "You think you're fooling me but I saw the way she was looking at you and the way you were running your eyes over everything she has! You just want to screw her!"
Cynthia was naked and sitting on the edge of a king-sized bed that was covered with soft, black leather. David, having been stimulated by his mother and sister and Mona without relief, felt his cock begin to stiffen as he looked at his wife's tits.
He reached out and took one Of her breasts in his hand. He gave it a squeeze, bent his head, and kissed her nipple.
"What are you up to?" she asked him.
He smiled up into her eyes and said, "I'm trying to get you out of the mood you're in."
"Then get me out of this house!" Cynthia cried, pushing him away again. "I don't like the things that woman does!"
David said, "You ought to be enjoying yourself, Cynthia. Take a good look at this room. Where did you ever see a room like this?"
All the walls and ceiling of the huge room were covered with mirrors and the bed was directly in the center of a thick, wall-to-wall, red carpet. The lighting was a bright red that came from a hidden source beyond the mirrored walls and it gave their skins a warm glow.
Cynthia picked up the chain that had held her ankle to the bed. "The room is great, Dave, but what do they do in this room and what have they got these chains for? They were all set up and ready to go when I was dragged in here by that ape!"
He shook his head. "I don't know, honey. The only, reason you were chained up and gagged is that you kicked Gort and started screaming."
His hand was stroking her leg and she looked down at the bulge his prick was making in his pants. "We're prisoners here and all you can think of is sex!" she cried angrily.
"Darling, we are not prisoners!" he said, pushing her back on the bed and lying down beside her. "We're the guests of a very nice woman and her father, who could do us all a lot of good if we play our cards right"
His hands were moving on her body, stroking across her belly, as he brought his lips down on hers. His tongue pressed against her lips and he felt her hand moving between their bodies to unzip his pants. '
She broke the kiss as her fingers found his hard cock and took it out of his pants. "You're getting me hot, David," she said, squeezing the head of his cock with her fingers.
He smiled at her and moved his fingers through her cunt hair to her warm pussy. "That's the idea, baby. Just relax and enjoy yourself," he said, pushing two fingers into her cunt.
She opened her legs and spread them wide as her hand began stroking at his throbbing prick. His hand moved back and forth and he felt her growing moist with desire.
From hidden speakers, music began to play in the room and David said, "Hey, that's nice."
Cynthia said, "Yes, darling and so perfectly timed."
He smiled and said, "Why don't I take off my clothes?"
She let go of his cock and said, "Hurry."
He unbuttoned his shirt and got out of it as Cynthia watched him. The music was pure African with lots of drums and Cynthia was moving her body in time to it as David got out of his pants. Then his shorts dropped to the floor and she saw his big cock sticking up in the air. She looked at its throbbing head and she licked her lips.
"I must be out of my mind," she said, cupping both of her breasts in her hands and squeezing them as he got on the bed and moved between her legs.
"Why?" he asked.
"Letting you get me all worked up when I want to get out of this place," she said, reaching out to take his cock in her hand. "That woman frightens me."
"Since when have you been scared of money?" he asked, as the head of his cock pressed against the wet warmth of her pussy.
Her arms wrapped around him and she pulled him down on top of her. "What makes you think we're going to get any money out of this?" she asked and then gasped as his thick prick began to slide into her.
He smiled down at his wife and said, "Why don't you try acting nice and sexy with Mona and her father and see what happens?"
"Her father?" Cynthia cried as more of David's prick moved into her.
"You're going to love him," David said, drawing the length of his cock back and then shoving it into his wife again.
Her mouth was close to his ear. She whispered, "Like this?" She began thrusting up at him as he thrust down at her.
"Why not?" David said, nibbling on her ear as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. "If you and him hit it off, why not?"
She was about to answer him when a section of the mirrored wall slid to one side and Alex Hanson came wheeling into the room in his motorized wheelchair with Mona and the others walking behind him.
The lighting in the room went from red to a bright orange and Cynthia let out a cry as the group approached the bed.
"David!" she cried.
He stopped thrusting and turned his head to see Alex, Mona, Claire and Linda smiling at him. He returned their smiles and started to get off Cynthia.
Alex smiled and said, "Please continue, David. We didn't mean to disturb you."
Cynthia pushed David off her and rolled away from him as she cried, "Don't you people believe in knocking on doors?"
Mona walked over to Cynthia and said, "Are you still being a problem, darling?"
Cynthia looked at the costume Mona was wearing and then she looked at Claire and Linda and saw that they were all wearing the same thing. Each of them was wearing a bikini bra and panties of the softest black leather that barely concealed the wearer's charms. Each of them wore a black garter belt, black silk stockings, and black boots.
Cynthia looked at her mother-in-law and said, "Don't you think you'll catch cold, Claire?"
"You should talk!" Linda said, looking at Cynthia's naked body.
Mona smiled and said, "Be nice, everyone."
"Yes," Claire said, coming over to Cynthia. "Be nice, dear, and let me introduce you to Mona's father."
"I'd like to put some clothes on first," Cynthia said sharply.
Mona laughed and said, "What clothes? You were a naughty girl and you have no clothes. I could provide you with a costume like ours but my father would like to examine your charms and it would only be in the way."
"Examine my charms? Are you out of your mind?" Cynthia asked.
"While Claire and her children give my father a little preview of tomorrow's entertainment," Mona said, "you will allow my father to fondle and caress you."
Cynthia looked at David. She saw him lying on the bed and he was looking at his mother's and sister's bodies as his hand slowly pumped up and down on his erect cock..
"David!" she cried and he turned his head to look at her. "What's she talking about?"
David said, "Cyn! I asked you to be nice and sexy to Mona and her father."
Claire and Linda got on the large bed and Cynthia's mouth dropped open in surprise as Linda knelt with her head between David's legs while Claire and
David embraced and began kissing each other. She saw their hands moving and she gasped as Linda's mouth covered the head of David's cock.
As David sucked at his mother's tongue his hand moved over her ass under the tiny bikini that covered her cunt and asshole. He felt her wet cunt and he pressed his tongue against hers and licked at her mouth as his finger moved in and out.
Cynthia turned to see Mona staring at her with amusement. "What have you done to them? What kind of drug did they take?" she asked, turning her eyes to watch the three of them on the bed.
Alex was watching Claire's hand on her son's balls. She was caressing them gently while Linda's mouth moved up and down the length of David's cock. He asked, "What's she talking about?"
Mona chuckled and said, "She thinks that I drugged them to make them act the way they're acting."
Alex chuckled and watched as Claire rolled over on her back and spread her legs. "Fuck me, David, darling!" she cried, anxiously.
Linda took her mouth off David's cock and reluctantly let go of the wet staff. She watched as her brother rolled over on top of his mother and she said, "Let me put him into you, mom!"
"I don't believe it!" Cynthia gasped as she saw Claire tear the bikini panties she was wearing off her body. Her husband knelt between his mother's legs and he was bending his mouth to her body.
Claire pulled her black leather bra off and she said, "Suck my tits, David!"
His mouth came down on her right breast and he sucked her nipple as Linda guided his cock to their mother's cunt.
David felt the warmth of his mother's pussy and her sex juice wet the head of his throbbing cock. He began to press forward and Claire let out a gasp as she felt his big prick forcing her pussy apart.
Cynthia watched as David reached under his mother and took her buttocks in his hands as his ass began moving back and forth in time to the music that was coming from the hidden quad system.
Cynthia shook her head. "I must be going crazy! I never saw anything like this in my life!"
Alex moved his wheelchair close to Cynthia and said, "I find it exciting! How about you, my dear?"
Cynthia turned her eyes from the bed and looked at the handsome man in the wheelchair beside her. He was naked and he was holding a large cock in his hand.
"Exciting?" she said, looking at his prick. It wasn't erect but it was very big.
Alex put his hand out and touched her hip. "Sit on my lap, my dear," he said, "and we can get acquainted while we watch the action."
Cynthia looked at the bed and saw Claire's legs wrap around David's waist as he sucked at her nipples and continued to fuck her.
"My husband seems to be enjoying himself," Cynthia said, "so why not? I am a little hungry, Mr. Hanson. Do you think I could get something to eat?"
"Call me Alex, my dear," he said, stroking her hip. "Of course we can get you something to eat."
He pressed a button on the arm of his wheelchair and picked up a microphone. "Gort, we are in the game room. 'Bring some food for all of us."
Cynthia was watching Linda. The teenager was playing with David's balls as his ass moved faster and faster. Cynthia said, "Are you having fun with your brother, Linda?"
Linda turner! to smile at her and she nodded. "I can't wait until he fucks me!"
Alex said, "Come, Cynthia. Sit on my lap and we can amuse ourselves while we're waiting for the food."
Cynthia sat down on Alex's lap in the wheelchair. She felt his prick pressing against the cheeks of her ass and then his hand came up and covered her left breast.
He squeezed her tit and said, "Lovely and big!"
Cynthia didn't answer him. Her eyes were on the three in the bed. Linda was running her tongue over David's ass and balls while David continued to drive his huge hard-on in and out of Claire's cunt.
She felt Alex's hand leave her breast and move down to her belly. "Spread your legs a little, my dear." he said, stroking her cunt-hair.
"Why not?" she said, opening her legs while she watched Claire's legs tighten around David's waist.
She heard Claire cry, "Faster, darling! Faster! I'm going to come!"
David moved his ass faster and Claire let out a long, low moan of pleasure that went on and on through her orgasm.
In spite of herself, Cynthia felt her pussy beginning to glow with a sexual warmth. Alex's hand felt good moving between her legs and she brought her hand down to cover his.
"Put your finger into me, Alex," she said, speaking low and sexy in his ear.
Alex smiled and moved his finger over her hairy slit, feeling how wet she was becoming. He pressed into the center of her cunt lips and felt her flesh surround his as he moved into her.
"Ohhh!" Cynthia gasped as his finger began moving back and forth in her pussy. "That feels so good!"
Mona said, "Well, well, Cynthia! You've finally become friendly, eh?"
"Why not?" Cynthia said, sticking her tongue into Alex's ear. "You seem to have completely perverted my husband so why shouldn't I make use of the nearest available male?"
Alex watched as David and Claire kissed each other. "That's the spirit, my dear!" he said to Cynthia as his finger moved to her clit and began stroking there.
Mona laughed and said, "I didn't pervert David, darling. I brought out his better nature." "Ohhhh!" Cynthia gasped as Alex's fingers moved lightly and fast over her clit as she grew wetter and wetter. "Put your cock into me!"
Alex sighed and said, "I don't believe that will be possible. My cock isn't hard."
"I'll make it hard!" Cynthia said. "I want to be fucked."
She got up off his lap and got down between his legs. Then she took hold of his long, soft cock and gripped it in her fist while she brought her lips down on the big head of it.
Alex smiled as he watched her mouth close around his soft flesh. "Ohhh, that feels nice!" he said, as her tongue began to stroke the head of his cock inside her mouth.
David rolled off his mother and said, "Wow! That was great!"
Claire smiled up at him and said, I've never been fucked like that! You have a beautiful cock!" She was looking down at it and so was Linda, who was licking her lips.
"I want to suck the juice off it," Linda said, running her pink, wet tongue over her lips as she reached out and took it in her hands.
David lay back on the bed and watched as his sister moved between his legs and brought her tongue down on the head of his cock and licked at the glistening skin of his prick.
"Mmmmm, delicious!" she said, drawing her tongue into her mouth and smacking her lips.
She squeezed his cock and brought her mouth down on him again, sucking at his hard flesh with a pressure that brought a groan of pleasure out of David.
Alex smiled down at Cynthia as she held his soft prick in her hand and looked up at him. "What's the matter? Aren't I doing it right?" she asked, moving her hand up and down on his cock.
He said, "I'm sorry, my dear. It's a problem I've had since my wife died. My daughter is the only woman who can give me a hard-on."
"What?" Cynthia Aid.
Mona said, "Would you like me to get you hard so you can fuck her, daddy?"
Alex nodded and said, "Yes, Mona."
Mona knelt by Cynthia and took her father's cock out of Cynthia's hand. "I guess he doesn't find you exciting, Cyn'. Let me show you how it's done."
Claire got off the bed and walked over to Cynthia. She put her arm around her daughter-in-law and asked, "Are you having a good time, Cynthia?"
Cynthia looked at her and said, "You ought to be ashamed of yourself, Claire. Fucking your own son!"
"I'm helping him!" Claire said. "Which is more than you're doing."
Mona said, "Shut up, both of you, and watch what I'm doing!"
Cynthia and Claire watched as Mona brought her lips down on the head of Alex's cock and kissed it. Alex squirmed in the wheelchair and he reached out to grip his daughter's head with his hands.
"Ohhhh, Mona, baby, that feels so good!" he moaned as she began running her tongue all over the head of his cock as if she were licking an ice cream cone.
Her hands moved up and down his prick and Cynthia said, "Look! He's starting to stiffen!"
Linda took her mouth off David's cock and pumped at it as she said, "I wish I could get your prick inside me, David."
He smiled at her and said, "Tomorrow night, sis."
"I'm so hot thinking about it and sucking your beautiful cock that I'm dripping between my legs," she said, running her fingers over her pussy and then showing him how wet she was.
He said, "Swing yourself around and let me taste you, baby."
"Oh, boy, sixty-nine!" she said, moving quickly into position with her hips and belly close to his face while her head remained by his cock.
He reached out and took hold of the tie that held her black bikini panties on. He pulled it and pushed the black leather to one side revealing her cunt-hair. Then he reached out and took hold of his sister's buttocks and brought his mouth down on her crotch.
Linda moaned with David's cock in her mouth as his tongue pressed against the lips of her cunt and began licking at her. She licked up the side of his cock and let her tongue swirl over the head of it as she played with his balls.
Mona's head was moving up and down and more and more of Alex's cock was disappearing into her mouth as she sucked hard at his prick and ran her fingers teasingly over his balls.
"Look at the size of that thing!" Cynthia said, looking at Alex's cock as Mona pulled it out of her wet mouth. v
Alex looked down at it proudly and said, "Come sit on it, Cynthia!"
Cynthia shook her head. "It's too big! That thing would tear me apart."
Mona got up and grabbed hold of Cynthia. "Do as you're told, Cyn'," she said, shoving her towards the wheelchair.
Alex said, "Mona, if she'd rather not, don't force her."
Claire said, "I could sit on your lap, Alex."
Alex looked at her naked body and said, "I'm saving you for tomorrow night, Claire. I would like to fuck Cynthia now."
Cynthia looked at his thick cock and said, "I guess I could try it but I'm going to stop as soon as it hurts me even a little bit."
"That's a deal!" Alex said, smiling and holding his arms out to her.
"How do you want me to sit?" she asked.
"With your back to me, dear," he said.
She turned her back to him and reached between her legs to take his long cock in her hands. She began to lower her ass and she spread her legs and guided his cock to the lips of her cunt.
Claire and Mona stood watching as Alex's cockhead pressed up against Cynthia's cunt and he put his arms around her. He took both of her breasts in his hands and began to squeeze them. His cock pushed its way into her cunt as she lowered herself down on it.
"Ohhhh, it's stuffing me!" Cynthia gasped as she felt his shaft moving into her wet pussy.
Her nipples grew erect in his fingers and he said, "Start moving your ass up and down, Cynthia.''
"I'll try!" she said, as she raised her ass and then shoved down on his cock, taking even more of him into her cunt.
"How's it feel?"' he asked, squeezing her hard nipples.
"Okay," she said, squirming and twisting her ass on his prick.
Linda shoved her pussy hard against David's mouth and sucked faster at his cock. She wanted him to come in her mouth so she could taste his cream.
His tongue reached back and forth over her clit and she moaned against his cock. Then she took his cock out of her mouth and said, "Don't stop, David! I'm going to come! Just keep licking me like that and I'll come any second!"
He licked her faster and felt his come throbbing in his balls as her mouth captured his prick again and began sucking him hard and fast.
"I'm going to come!" he said, taking his mouth off her for a second. "If you don't stop sucking me like that you're going to get a mouthful of hot cream."
"Let it come, baby!" she said and her mouth went back to sucking at him.
The two of them licked and sucked at each other and then Linda let out a low moan on David's cock as his cream began to flood her mouth and she felt her own orgasm beginning. She swallowed as fast as she could and still some of his hot sperm escaped her mouth and ran down the length of his pulsating cock.
Cynthia was moving up and down on Alex's cock while she watched David and Linda sucking each other. She saw the cream running down David's cock and she watched as Linda's cheeks puffed out as she sucked all of his discharge down her throat.
She looked at Claire and said, "Doesn't it bother you to see your son and your daughter sucking each other off?"
Claire smiled and said, "Not at all, Cyn'. If you had told me yesterday that I would be doing this and liking it I would've called you crazy, but I'm enjoying every minute of it, and who are we hurting?"
Mona said, "What's the matter, daddy?"
"My damned cock is getting soft!" Alex said, as Cynthia pressed against it and it bent in the middle.
"You can't even keep a hard-on alive with that cunt of yours!" Mona said, pulling Cynthia off her father's lap.
"I'm sorry," Cynthia said to Alex.
He patted her on the buttocks and said, "Don't be silly, my dear. I seem to have this same trouble with everyone but my daughter."
Cynthia said, "Why are we here, Mr. Hanson? Are you all members of an incest club or something?"
Alex Hanson laughed and said, "It might appear that way, mightn't it?"
"Well?" Cynthia said, looking from Mona to her father. "Why are we here?"
"Do you want to tell her?" Alex asked, looking at Mona.
Mona was about to answer when the mirrored door in the room slid to one side and Gort walked in, pushing a huge table of food.
"Perhaps I'll tell you all about it after we've eaten," Mona said, as Gort wheeled the table close to the bed.
Cynthia looked at David and Linda, who were kissing and fondling each other. "If you two love birds can tear yourselves away from each other, dinner's served."
'We'll be right with you, darling," David called as he pulled away from Linda.
Mona said, "Did you enjoy sucking your brother off, Linda?"
Linda smiled and smacked her lips. 'I'll say! He's got tasty come!"
Cynthia shook her head as she looked at her husband and his sister. "You were always such a quiet kid, Linda. I can't believe the family I've gotten mixed up with."
"You're not getting jealous are you, Cyn'?" Linda asked as she walked towards the table with all the food on it.
Cynthia laughed and said, "Not at all, sister. If David would rather eat his sister and fuck his mother than me, I'm sure that I couldn't care less."
Alex said, "We have turkey, lobster, roast beef, and ham. Just dig in and help yourselves."
David moved closer to Cynthia and put his arm around her. "Are you mad at me, honey?" he asked, giving her a squeeze.
She looked at him and said, "Now why should I be mad at you? You want to make it with mom and sis, go right ahead, darling. There's nothing like keeping it in the family."
They all dug into the food and began eating and drinking while Gort stood by watching. He smiled briefly as he looked at Cynthia and she looked back at him and stuck out her tongue at him.
When they were finished eating, Mona passed out joints.
"What's this?" Cynthia asked, holding it in her hand and looking at the twisted cylinder.
"Pot, my dear," Alex said, as he accepted a light from Gort. "Smoke it and you'll feel good."
"No thanks!" Cynthia said. "I'm not going to get addicted to that stuff."
Linda laughed as Gort held out a lighter for her. "Don't be such a square, sis! You can't get addicted to pot," she said, taking a puff of the smoke down into her lungs.
Cynthia watched as Linda held the smoke and she said, "Are you going to smoke this stuff, Claire?"
Claire looked uncertainly at the joint between her fingers and then at Mona. "I guess there's no harm in trying it," she said. "Mona said she's smoked before and she seems to be in perfect shape."
Gort held the lighter for Claire and she sucked at the joint as Mona said, "Take small puffs at first if you aren't used to smoking it. Hold the smoke in your lungs as long as you can and then let it out. About three puffs of this stuff should send you to cloud nine."
David took a light from Gort's fighter and said, "Thanks, pal." He sucked a mouthful of smoke down into his lungs and watched as Gort stood in front of Cynthia with the lighter.
Cynthia hesitated for a moment and then put the joint in her mouth. She drew a small puff of smoke and tried to hold it. She began coughing.
"Take it slower, Cyn'," Mona said, moving closer to her.
Gort handed her a glass of water and she took it from him. She looked at the glass as if there might be something besides water in it. Then she took a drink of it and took another drag on the joint in her hand.
Claire coughed and Mona said, "Wait a few moments before you start again, Claire."
It was apparent that Linda had smoked before as she handled the smoke very well and didn't cough at all. "This is dynamite weed!" she said, dreamily. "I can feel it hitting me already!"
"What's it feel like?" Cynthia asked, just before she took another small drag and sucked the smoke down.
Linda flopped on the king-sized bed and lay there with her legs spread apart and her head propped up on a pile of pillows. "It makes you feel all sexy," Linda said, sucking at the joint in her hand while her other hand moved slowly over her tits and belly to her young pussy.
Cynthia let the smoke out of her lungs and looked at Mona. "You were going to tell me why we're all here," she said.
Mona put her joint out in an ashtray that Gort held but for her. She smiled and said, "All right, Cynthia, I'll tell you exactly why you're here. My father, as you know, is a very wealthy man. Since my mother's death in an automobile accident, my father has refused to leave the chair he is sitting in. His only interest in life now is sex, and each weekend we have a little gathering where I provide the entertainment. We usually use prostitutes and paid actors to perform and lately they have been incredibly boring. So boring that my father has lost all interest in sex. Then, today, I got the idea of bringing a family out here and having them perform at our gathering. That's what you're doing here."
Cynthia nodded and said, "We're taking the place of whores and actors, huh? Do you hear that, David?"
David said, "It's not the way you're making it sound."
"What way is it?" Cynthia asked. "We're performers! How do you like that, Claire?"
Claire moved close to Cynthia and put her arm around her. "Baby, we're all having a good time. Why don't you He down on the bed with me and we can talk about it?"
Linda was playing with her cunt and stroking it in time to the music that was flooding the room. "You're being a real drag, sis!" Linda said to Cynthia.
Cynthia looked at Linda and said, "I can't wait to see the performance you're going to give, Linda."
"You'll see it," Mona said, chuckling, "tomorrow night!"
EIGHT
The Kelly's spent most of the next day asleep in the king-sized bed. They had fallen asleep early in the morning and Mona and her father had left that room to retire to their own rooms.
Claire woke up first as Gort came walking into the room wheeling a big table of breakfast food. She was lying beside her son and she rolled over on her back and said, "What time is it, Gort?"
The giant looked at his watch and said, "Four-thirty, Mrs. Kelly."
"In the morning?" she asked.
"No," Gort said. "In the afternoon."
Claire sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I never slept this late in my life. David, wake up!"
David opened his eyes and found himself staring at his mother's lovely, naked breasts. He reached out and touched one of them. "Mmmmm!" he said, smiling. "That's nice."
Cynthia was on the other side of David. She opened her eyes and said, "What's nice, darling?"-
David rolled over and said, "Good morning, love." He ran his hand over her hip under the covers.
"What time is it?" she asked, sitting up and looking at the table that Gort had wheeled close to the bed.
"Four-thirty in the afternoon, dear," Claire said, reaching out to shake Linda. "Come on, baby, wake up!"
Gort walked to a far wall and pushed a button. A mirrored door opened and he said, "There's a bathroom through here if any of you wish to bathe before you eat."
David kissed Cynthia on the cheek and said, "How about a shower, honey?"
She shook her head. "I need a cup of coffee first. Why don't you and your mother and sister go ahead without me?"
He ran his hand over her hip and said, "You're mad about last night, aren't you?"
"Now why should I be mad?" she asked, moving away from him and out of the bed.
She poured a cup of coffee from a big pot and added cream and sugar as she watched Claire waking Linda up.
"Come on, sleepyhead!" Claire said, kissing Linda on the cheek and tickling her.
Linda squirmed in the bed and then stretched her arms over her head as her eyes slowly opened. She smiled as she saw her mother and David beside her.
"Mmmmm, I was having the sexiest dream I ever had!" she said, smiling and yawning at the same time.
"With your brother, no doubt?" Cynthia asked, as she stirred her coffee.
Linda giggled and said, "He wasn't in it."
Cynthia sipped at her coffee and said, "Don't keep us in suspense, dear. Who was in your dream?"
"You and mom," Linda said.
"What happened in your dream?" Claire asked.
"You both ate me," Linda said, sitting up in the bed.
Cynthia almost dropped her coffee. She looked at Claire and said, "Did you hear what she said?"
Claire smiled as she got out of the bed. "I heard her," Claire said, walking to the table.
"I think you're disgusting!" Cynthia said, staring at Linda as the teenager swung her feet to the floor and got out of the bed.
"Don't knock it if you haven't tried it!" Linda said, rolling her hips and shaking her ass at Cynthia.
"Linda!" Claire said, sharply as she poured a cup of coffee. "Don't be fresh!"
"No, don't stop her from acting natural," Cynthia said. "It's better if we see her the way she really is."
Claire said, "Cynthia, I don't want you two to fight. We all live in the same house and this is no way to get along." -
"You won't have to worry about that, Claire," Cynthia said. "As soon as I'm released from this mirrored prison and allowed to return home, I'll be leaving your son."
"Leaving me?" David said, getting off the bed and coming over to her.
"Don't worry, David, you won't be lonely. You'll have mom and sis to fuck and suck!"
David said, "Hey, Cynthia, did I say anything about you making it with Mona's father? What were you doing with him?"
Cynthia said, "That was your idea, baby. You gave me your permission to make it with him."
Claire said, "Cynthia, darling, I did this to help David, not to break up your marriage."
"I don't want to talk about it any more!" Cynthia said, angrily, stalking off towards the bathroom.
David said, "Don't worry about her, mom. She'll come around."
"I hope so, dear," Claire said, kissing his cheek.
I'll talk to her," he said, walking off towards the bathroom.
A moment after David had left the room a section of a mirrored wall slid to one side and Mona entered. She was wearing nothing but a pair of black bikini panties.
"Good afternoon, girls!" Mona said, smiling and kissing Claire and Linda on their lips.
Then Mona asked, "How did you sleep?"
"Fine!" Claire said, sipping at her coffee. "I slept between David and Linda and it was nice."
Mona looked at Linda and said, "Are you all ready for tonight?"
Linda blushed and nodded. "I sure am. I'm a little nervous, but I want him to screw me." "Don't worry, dear, he will," Mona said, running her fingers over Linda's belly find down into her cunt-hair.
Claire said, "Mona, I'm a little worried about Cynthia. She seems to be pretty mad at David and she said-"
"I know what she said, Claire," Mona said, interrupting her. "I was watching all of you through the wall."
"Through the wall?" Claire said, looking at the mirrors.
"It's a special glass, Claire. On this side it's a mirror and on the other it's clear glass. There are hidden microphones in the bed that can pick up the slightest whisper and broadcast it to the room on the other side of that wall."
"I see," Claire said. Then she said, "What can we do about Cynthia?"
"You leave her to me," Mona said. "When I'm done with her tonight, I think she'll be over her sexual modesty."
"She's a square!" Linda said, digging into a plate of pancakes and sausage.
Mona said, "I want to talk to you about tonight before Cynthia and David get back here. You two are to listen carefully while I give you a rough idea of what we would like. You can improvise as you go along but this is basically what you are to do."
Claire and Linda listened carefully as Mona began outlining how the evening's performance should go.
Fifteen minutes later, Cynthia came walking into the room combing her hair, followed by David, who didn't look particularly happy.
Mona said, "Hi, Cynthia and David."
"Hi, Mona!" David said, smiling.
Cynthia said, "How about getting some clothes, Mona?"
Mona nodded and said, "Of course. I'll have Gort bring you something to wear."
"Thank you," Cynthia said. "Could you tell-me when I'm going to be released from this room?"
"You'll know later, my dear," Mona said. "Claire and Linda, why don't you both take a shower and get ready for later."
They nodded and started walking towards the door to the bathroom while Mona went to the wall and pressed a button. She said, "Gort, bring the clothing and other things u!"
Moments later Gort appeared with a large table that held boxes of clothes and other items of interest, including vibrators, handcuffs, dildos and bottles of olive oil.
The lighting in the room went to orange and then a bright red as the African drum music began to play on the quadraphonic sound system.
Gort opened a box and handed it to Cynthia. She took it from him and put it on the bed to examine the items it contained.
"Put on everything you find," Mona said, moving beside her.
"Okay, boss lady!" Cynthia said, giggling as she pulled a pair of lacy black panties out of the box and stepped into them. She pulled them up her legs and thighs and over the cheeks of her firm ass.
Mona reached out and took hold of Cynthia's right buttock. She gave it a squeeze and said, "Very nice, my pet."
Cynthia pulled away from her and said, "Go play with my husband, Mona. I'm trying to get dressed."
Mona chuckled and said; "That's good darling! You're still playing hard to get, eh?"
Cynthia ignore her and pulled a black lace bra out of the box and slipped it on her breasts. She looked down at herself and she found that her nipples were showing through holes that had been cut in the bra.
The next item was a black garter belt and Cynthia put it on as David watched her. He was naked and watching his wife do a reverse strip tease had given him quite a hard-on.
"Look what you're doing to your husband," Mona said.
Cynthia turned and looked at David and she saw his erect prick. He was gripping it in his hand and he was smiling at her.
"He's probably thinking about his mother and sister," she said, picking up the black stockings that were in the box. She sat down on the bed to put them on and David sat down beside her.
"I love you," he said, putting his hand on her leg.
"Aren't yon going to dress for the performance?" she said, pulling one of the stockings on.
"You're ignoring me again," he said, watching as she put the other stocking on.
She stood up and fastened the stockings to the garter belt and took a dress out of the box. She put it on and walked away from David to look at herself in the mirrored wall.
Mona signaled Gort and he came walking over to her. "Yes, Mistress?" he said.
"Tell my father that we will be ready in half an hour," she said, smiling at the giant and then running her eyes over David's hard-on, "and get out of your uniform and into something a little more comfortable."
The giant bowed and gave Mona a smile. "Yes, Mistress!" he said, hurrying off.
Mona walked to David and he turned to smile at her as she reached out and grabbed his erect cock. That's going to waste, lover. Come on!" she said, pulling him towards the king-sized bed.
Cynthia was watching them in the mirror. She saw the two of them fall on the bed and watched as Mona got on her back and pulled David down on top of her. Mona was wearing nothing but a pair of black bikini panties and Cynthia watched David's hand ripping and tearing the panties off as Mona cried, "Rape me, you bastard! Fuck me!"
Mona's hands grabbed at David's cock and she guided it to her pussy as her panties came away from her ass in David's hands.
His prick touched her moist cunt and he drove his hips forward, pushing his throbbing cock deep into her. She gave a moan of pleasure and brought her long legs up around his waist and drew him tighter to her.
"Mona! Mona, baby!" David cried, jerking his hips back and forth while his tongue licked at her bare tits.
Mona had her hands at the back of his head and she was holding his face tight against her big, soft breasts. She turned her head to look at Cynthia as she drove her hips up to meet David's downward thrusts.
"Mmmmm, that's the way, baby!" she said, watching Cynthia's face. "Give me all you got!"
"Mona, Mona! I love it!" David cried.
"A little faster and I'll come!" she cried.
"I'll come with you!" he said, grinding his cock into her juicy pussy.
David had completely forgotten that his wife was in the same room with them. His ass moved back and forth and his eyes were closed in ecstasy.
"Fuck her one for me!" Cynthia cried, walking over to the bed.
David's eyes jerked open and he said, "Cynthia, will you stop acting like that?"
Mona gave a cry of release and came as her fingernails dug into David's back. Her legs released him and she began pushing him off her as he continued to move his ass back and forth, trying to come.
"Mona, I didn't come!" he said, trying to hold her down.
"Good!" she said, smiling at him. "You should save all you have for your sister."
Cynthia laughed as David's cock came sliding out of Mona's cunt. "Better luck next time, lover!" she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
Claire and Linda came walking into the room from the bathroom and saw Mona moving away from David. Linda spotted his erect cock and said, "Did we miss anything?"
Cynthia said. "The show is about to begin, princess. Your brother's rod is all ready and greased for you!"
Linda smiled and walked closer to the bed with her eyes on her brother s cock. "It sure is ready!" she said, climbing on the bed.
Mona stopped her from touching David's cock. She said, "You and Claire have to get dressed, dear. There'll be time enough for that after we've taken care of other matters."
Linda looked from Mona to Cynthia and smiled at her sister-in-law with a wicked gleam in her eye. Cynthia stared back at her and then swung her eyes to David.
He was watching as his hard-on died and his cock returned to its normal state.
Claire and Linda were given boxes of clothing and they found the same items that Cynthia had been given. They began dressing as Mona passed out joints to all of them.
By the time that Gort came walking into the room wearing nothing but a loincloth, all of them were very high from the pot.
Mona had slipped a diamond studded g-string on and she was wearing diamond-studded pasties on the nipples of her large tits. She nodded when Gort asked her if she was ready to begin.
Cynthia was still sitting on the edge of the bed. Mona looked at Claire and Linda and nodded. They smiled at her and went to where Cynthia was sitting. Claire sat down on one side of Cynthia while Linda sat down on the other.
Cynthia was wearing a mini-dress that barely concealed her lacy black panties. Claire put a hand on one of Cynthia's thighs while Linda put her hand on the other.
Cynthia looked down at the hands and said, "What are you two up to?"
Claire squeezed her thigh and began moving her hand back and forth, stroking Cynthia's naked thigh above her black stockings. Linda was doing the same thing on the other side of Cynthia.
Cynthia brushed at Claire's hand and said, "Are you two trying to get me hot?"
"That's the general idea, sis!" Linda said, smiling at her sister-in-law while her hand moved very close to the panties between Cynthia's legs.
"We're going to eat you," Claire said, trying to make Cynthia he down.
That's what you think! I'm getting off this bed!" Cynthia said, trying to get up.
Mona and David walked over to the bed and watched as Claire held Cynthia down and Linda began grabbing at her panties.
"If you keep fighting, Cyn'," Mona said, "I will have to have you chained up."
Linda was trying to get at Cynthia's panties but she was rolling from side to side while her legs thrashed and kicked.
"I need help!" Linda cried.
"Did you hear what I said?" Mona cried. I'll have you chained up, Cynthia!"
"Fuck you!" Cynthia cried, kicking at Linda and trying to push Claire away.
"Gort!" Mona said.
The giant went to the bed and took hold of Cynthia's right wrist and grabbed a chain that was fastened to the bedpost. He easily placed Cynthia's wrist in the bracelet on the end of the chain and snapped it shut.
"You bastard!" Cynthia cried. "Let me go!"
Then Gort caught her other wrist and quickly secured that in another steel bracelet on the other side of the bed. He placed each of her ankles in still another set of steel cuffs that were attached to the bottom of the bed.
Cynthia was out of breath from her struggles and shouting. She lay on her back and jerked at the chains that held her arms to the bed over her head.
Claire and Linda moved to her again and Linda pushed Cynthia's skirt back and grabbed her panties.
Tease her!" Mona said, with narrowed eyes. "I want her to beg for it!"
Cynthia looked up at Linda, who was pulling her panties down. "I'll get you for this, Linda! Take your damned hands off me!"
Tear her panties off!" Mona commanded.
Linda ripped at them and they came away from Cynthia's body as they tore in two. Claire shoved her hand down the front of Cynthia's dress and caught at one of Cynthia's tits.
"Relax, baby!" Claire said, squeezing and kneading Cynthia's breast while Cynthia twisted from side to side.
"Rip that dress off the bitch!" Mona cried.
Claire heard her and took her hand off Cynthia for a moment as she tore the front out of her daughter-in-law's dress.
"Now you can get at her!" Mona said, joining them on the bed.
David watched as Linda knelt between Cynthia's legs and began to play with her cunt. He saw his mother tear away his wife's bra and saw Cynthia's big tits come spilling out of it.
Realizing that she was only wearing herself out and getting nowhere, Cynthia stopped jerking her arms and legs. She felt Linda's soft hands moving through her cunt-hair and touching the lips of her pussy.
"David! Make them stop!" she cried.
"David can't help you, Cyn'!" Mona said, running her hands over Cynthia's tits and tweaking her nipples.
Cynthia let out a gasp of surprise as she felt her sister-in-law's mouth on her cunt. She felt it for a moment and then Linda was using her tongue on Cynthia's warm pussy.
"What's she doing to me?" Cynthia asked, as she felt a tremor of desire course through her body.
"She's loving you, darling!" Claire said, fondling one of Cynthia's tits while Mona played with the other one. Both of Cynthia's nipples were erect and in spite of herself she found herself liking what they were doing to her.
Linda's hands stroked up and down Cynthia's legs as her tongue moved teasingly up and down the length of Cynthia's cunt.
Cynthia had her eyes closed and her lips were half open as she lay still and let them do what they were doing so well.
"Lick her nipples!" Mona said to Claire. "Light and easy."
Claire did as she was told. Her tongue came down on Cynthia's throbbing nipples and she licked one after the other, light and easy, just as Mona had told her to.
The mirrored door in the room slid to one side and
Alex Hanson came into the room in his wheelchair. He came over to the bed and watched as Claire sucked at Cynthia's nipples and Linda licked her pussy.
He turned and said to David, "Your mother is a sexy woman, my boy. I swear I have half a hard-on just watching her." -
"Thank you, Alex," David said.
Cynthia's eyes were still closed and she was groaning and twisting her body as the two women caressed her with their tongues and lips.
Then Mona said, "That's all, girls. Stop right there."
Claire and Linda stopped and Cynthia's eyes opened. She looked up at Mona and said, "Why are they stopping? I'm hotter than hell and you're telling them to stop?"
"I'm going to take over," Mona said, lying down beside Cynthia. She put her hand down on Cynthia's belly and began caressing her hot flesh.
"Make me come!" Cynthia cried. "I'm so damned hot and I feel so dreamy from smoking that damned pot that I want to be fucked!"
Mona's hand moved down to Cynthia's hot pussy and she ran her fingers over Cynthia's wet cunt lips, Cynthia pressed her cunt against the fingers and whispered, "Rub my clit, Mona. Rub it, please!"
"Beg for it, baby!" Mona said. "I told you that I'd make you beg for it!"
Cynthia jerked at her chains and said, "You sadistic bitch! Make me come!"
"Beg!" Mona said, moving one of her fingers in and out of Cynthia's cunt
"Please! Please make me come, Mona!" Cynthia cried, in a begging voice.
Mona smiled and ran her finger down to Cynthia's puckered asshole. She pressed her finger into Cynthia and wiggled it around as she asked, "If you want to come, Cynthia, darling, you will have to do something for me first!"
"What?" she asked.
"I want you to suck my pussy," Mona said, taking her finger out of Cynthia's asshole and getting up on her knees.
"No!" Cynthia said, shaking her head from side to side.
Mona said, "Play with her cunt a little more, girls. Not enough to make her come."
"Please don't!" Cynthia cried as Linda's tongue came down on her belly and began licking towards her cunt and she felt Claire's fingers stroking over her cunt and asshole.
"Turn her on!" Alex cried, as his fingers went to his naked cock.
"She's good and wet!" Claire said, moving her finger in and out of Cynthia.
Cynthia twisted and turned her arms and legs as her cunt grew warmer and warmer. She felt wet between her legs and her nipples were rigid with desire.
"David, fuck me!" Cynthia cried. "Don't let them torture me this way!"
Mona laughed and said, "He is not allowed to fuck you, Cyn. You must do as I tell you."
Linda ran her tongue up and down Cynthia's slit and tasted her sex juice. She smacked her lips and raised her head. "For a square, sis, you don't taste bad!"
"Stop playing with her!" Mona warned. "I think she's right on the verge of an orgasm and we can't have that, can we?"
Cynthia's eyes jerked open and she looked at Mona with fury. "You bitch! What do I have to do to come?"
Mona smiled and said, "Before you can be satisfied, dear Cyn', you have to eat each of us, starting with me.
Cynthia wet her lips and shook her head. "I couldn't. I'm not a lesbian!"
Linda laughed and said, "You don't have to be a lesbian to suck a pussy, sis."
Mona said, "We are going to sit on your mouth, Cynthia and you are going to orally satisfy each of us. That is the price you must pay if you wish us to make you come."
"You're forcing me to do this!" Cynthia cried and tears came to her eyes.
Mona shook her head and said, "You don't have to do it, darling. We wouldn't think of forcing you." Her hand moved over Cynthia's quivering belly and stroked through her cunt-hair.
Cynthia trembled and said, "I'll do it."
Claire and Linda smiled as Mona took her hand away from Cynthia's belly and got up on her knees' beside the chained-up woman.
Mona smiled down at her as she swung her leg over Cynthia's body and straddled her neck. "You sure you really want to do this?" Mona asked as she lowered her pussy to Cynthia's mouth.
"Let's get this over with!" Cynthia said, against Mona's soft, fragrant pussy hair.
Mona chuckled and said, "Gort, unchain her wrists so she can use her hands on me while she's sucking."
The giant moved quickly to do his mistress's bidding and Cynthia's hands were free.
Cynthia felt someone's mouth moving over her naked thigh and a finger stroking at her cunt. The effects of the pot made her head light and she found herself bringing her freed hands up to cup Mona's naked buttocks.
Mona said, "That's a good girl. Now stick your tongue out and lick!"
A mouth was moving over her belly and she could feel another close to her cunt as she pressed her tongue against Mona's pussy. She dug her fingers into Mona's ass and began to lick.
Alex asked, "Is she really sucking it, Mona?"
Mona turned to her father as she rubbed her pussy back and forth on Cynthia's mouth and licking tongue. "She's eating me up!" she said, chuckling.
David watched as his mother and sister licked Cynthia's belly and legs. Claire had her hand moving on
Cynthia's tits and David could tell that Cynthia was enjoying what was happening by the way she was moaning and twisting her body from side to side. He saw his wife's fingers dig into the cheeks of Mona's ass to pull Mona's cunt tighter to her mouth.
Mona moved her ass back and forth in fast motions that drove her pussy against Cynthia's sucking mouth. She felt her orgasm beginning to build.
"That's it, Cyn'!" she said, moving faster. "Keep moving your tongue just like that!"
Claire and Linda stopped from time to time in their teasing of Cynthia as Mona had instructed them to. They kept the woman right on the edge of an orgasm without giving her the release her body was crying for.
Then Mona was coming and she grabbed at Cynthia's head and pressed her clit hard against Cynthia's willing tongue as Cynthia sucked at her juice.
NINE
Linda was next. She assumed the same position that Mona had taken and held on to the back of the bed as Cynthia brought her hands up and cupped her buttocks and drew her pussy down to her lips.
"Mmmmm, groooovy!" Linda said, as she felt her sister-in-law's tongue pressing against her young cunt
Alex watched and stroked his cock as Claire continued to play with Cynthia's pussy. David had an erection from watching his mother and he was slowly stroking it as he watched the action.
It didn't take long for Cynthia to make Linda come and then it was Claire's turn. Mona stopped Claire from straddling Cynthia's neck and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself, Cyn'?"
Cynthia opened her eyes and said, "I don't understand it but I am. I thought I'd hate the taste of a pussy but it's pretty good."
Mona nodded and said, "That's nice, dear, but maybe we shouldn't make you suck your mother-in-law's cunt."
"What?" Cynthia said, in surprise and disappointment. "I want to do it!"
"Release her feet, Gort!" Mona commanded. "I would like to see Claire and Cynthia eating each other. You wouldn't mind that, would you, Claire?"
Claire had a big smile on her face and her eyes were moving over Cynthia's sexy body. "Not at all. Secretly, I've been dying to eat you since the day I first met you," Claire said to Cynthia.
Gort unlocked the bracelets on Cynthia's ankles and Cynthia got up on her knees. She put her arms around Claire and her mouth came down on Claire's mouth.
Claire felt Cynthia's tongue pressing against her mouth and she opened her lips to let Cynthia's tongue in. Then her lips closed around Cynthia's hot tongue and Claire began to suck at it while she and Cynthia caressed each other's body.
Mona looked at her father and saw that he was staring intently at Claire. She said, "Enjoying yourself, daddy?"
He glanced at her and said, "I sure am! I'm getting hard from just watching the way that woman moves her body and does things."
Linda said, "Mona, could me and David get started?"
She looked at the anxious teen-ager and said, "A little necking and foreplay might be nice to watch."
Linda smiled and turned to her brother. His cock was erect and in his hand. She walked up to him and looked down at the big head of his prick.
She bent her head and kissed the tip of it, bringing a groan from David's lips. Then she put her arms around his neck and pressed her belly against the stiff rod that he was holding.
"Kiss me!" she said, pulling his head down.
His lips covered hers and he felt her mouth open and her tongue slip into his mouth. She dropped one of her hands and placed it on the head of his cock and began giving it hard squeezes as her tongue moved back and forth between his sucking lips.
Claire was on her back and Cynthia was kneeling over her with her head by Claire's cunt. The two women reached out for each other and Claire pulled Cynthia's pussy down to her lips as Cynthia gripped the cheeks of Claire's ass and bent her mouth to Claire's waiting pussy.
Mona watched the two of them and she turned her head and winked at her father. He smiled and said, "She's really turned on, isn't she?"
"Yes, daddy, she is!" Mona said, chuckling.
David and Linda lay down on the bed beside Claire and Cynthia and David whispered, "I want to eat you, Linda."
"Only if I can eat you too," his sister answered.
She didn't wait for him to answer. She turned herself around and brought her legs over his head while her hands grabbed at his cock.
Claire's tongue was moving back and forth on Cynthia's clit and she was no longer teasing her daughter-in-law. She was trying to make her come and from the way Cynthia was moaning and gasping Claire didn't have far to go. Linda was crouched over David and she had his cock and his balls in her hands while her head moved up and down and her tongue licked at his cockhead. His fingers were caressing the cheeks of Linda's ass and his mouth was pressed tight against her cunt lips as he licked at her slit-Cynthia let out a long, low wail of pleasure and she came, as Claire licked and sucked at her clit. Then, as
Cynthia was finishing, Claire began and her moans were like an echo to Cynthia's cries.
Mona moved close to David's head and watched as his tongue pressed against his sister's slit and sucked at her flesh. "Be careful, darling," she said. "You wouldn't want to break her cherry with your tongue, would you?"
Cynthia and Claire had moved together and the two of them were lying with their arms around each other, kissing.
"I feel so stupid!" Cynthia said. "The way I fought against this."
Claire kissed her and said, "Forget about it, Cynthia. You're really one of the family now."
Mona said, "Girls, I'd like you to move off the bed so we can all watch David fuck his sister."
Cynthia and Claire got off the bed and walked over to join Alex and Mona. Cynthia put her arms around Mona and said, "Can you forgive me for the nasty way I acted?"
Mona kissed her and said, "There's nothing to forgive, darling. You merely did what I wanted you to do."
"What do you mean?" Cynthia asked, as Mona patted her ass.
"If everyone had given in too easily there would not have been the suspense there was with you holding out. I wanted you to resist and you did, beautifully," Mona explained. "Do you understand?"
Cynthia was still high from the pot. As light as her head felt she was not quite sure she understood anything. She shrugged and said, "What the hell! I guess I do."
Claire was watching David and Linda. David was lifting his ass up off the bed as Linda sucked away on his cock and his mouth was moving up and down Linda's tasty cunt. Claire felt a hand on her ass and turned to see Alex sitting in his wheelchair behind her.
She smiled at him and said, "Am I in your way, Alex?"
He chuckled and ran his fingers down the crease between her buttocks, delighting in the feel of her firm, soft flesh.
"Not at all, my dear. I've been admiring your lovely ass and wanting to touch it," he said. "Why don't you take your clothes off and join me in my chair? As you can see my cock is hard from just thinking about how race it would be to have your delightful ass sitting on my cock and balls."
"If you want my clothes off, Alex," Claire said, "why don't you rip them off me?"
Alex's eyes twinkled with amusement and he said, "Yes, that might be very exciting!"
Claire bent towards him and gasped as his hands reached out and grabbed the low neckline of her dress and tore it down the front. It came away in his hands and he tossed it to the floor as his eyes surveyed her tits encased in the black bra. His hand lashed out again and he yanked the bra from her body and he smiled as her large tits tumbled into view.
"Let me taste them!" he said, reaching out to caress and feel them with his fingers.
She held her tits in her hands and brought them down, one at a time, to his lips. He sucked her nipples into erection and then she pulled them away from his mouth.
"Do you like the way they taste?" she asked.
"Mmmmm! Let me suck on them a little more," he said, eagerly.
Once more she offered her breasts to his sucking mouth as he ran his hands up and down her legs. Then she pulled them out of his mouth and asked, "Is your prick good and hard, Alex?"
He smiled and looked down at it. It was huge and it was almost erect "Just about!" he said, wrapping his hand around it.
Claire smiled and said, "Keep it that way until
David is finished with Linda and maybe I'll do something about it."
He said, "Wait a minute, Claire! Come back here!"
She giggled and shook her head. "Not until David and Linda finish, darling. You can wait that long, can't you?"
"I don't know!" he said, stroking his cock. "I'm pretty hot right now and I'm liable to come all over myself waiting for you."
She moved away from him and turned her eyes to the bed where David had just made Linda come. He was moving out from under her and his cock was glistening with saliva.
"You didn't come!" Linda said, licking her lips and looking very disappointed.
"I was saving it," he said, pushing her over on her back.
She spread her legs and looked down at him as he moved between her legs with his cock in his fist "You're going to fuck me now?" she asked, looking at the big head of his cock.
He nodded. "You want to back out?"
Linda shook her head. "No. I'm a little scared but it's something I really want: your cock in my cunt."
"Here we go then," he said, moving forward and guiding his cock to the lips of her pussy.
She felt his prick touch the lips of her cunt and she said, "I may ask you to stop, David, but don't stop. I want to be fucked!"
His cock pressed into her and she felt him against the proof of her virginity. She closed her eyes and tried to press up against her brother's cock as he pressed down. She clenched her teeth as she felt a sudden stab of pain in her pussy.
He eased up and said, "Are you all right?"
"Go ahead!" she cried.. "Push it in!"
He shoved forward and then drew back and shoved forward again. She let out a gasping cry and then he was in her. He pressed the full length of his cock deep into her cunt and she let out another cry of pain.
"Ohhh!" she cried. "It's in me! It's in me!"
Claire moved close to them and asked, "Are you all right, Linda?"
Linda opened her eyes and smiled at her mother. "I'm fine, mom. It feels so strange to have something inside me."
David drew his cock back and said, "Maybe I ought to stop and let you rest for a while."
Linda brought her legs up around his waist the way she had seen her mother do and held him fast against her. "No, David, don't take it out. I want your cock in me!"
"Okay," he said moving back into her again. He was still for a moment and then he began to move his ass back and forth, stroking his cock against the sides of her cunt
"Ohhh, that feels good, David! Do it a little faster!" she said, as her ass began moving up and down on the bed and she ground her belly into his.
He pushed his cock in and drew it out and then plunged it into his sister as his mouth came down and he sucked at her breasts.
Linda's hands went into his hair and he pulled his mouth right against her tit as he sucked and licked both of her nipples into erection.
Slowly his ass began to move into rhythmic thrusts that drove his cock deeper and deeper into Linda's cunt. She moaned and moved her ass on the bed, meeting each of his thrusts with one of her own.
"How am I?" she asked, as she felt his hands reaching under her and gripping the cheeks of her ass to pull her tighter to him.
"Not bad for an amateur!" he said, kissing her ear.
Claire was standing next to Cynthia. She looked at her and saw her smiling at David and Linda. She said, "Are you enjoying the show, dear?"
Cynthia put her arm around Claire's waist and drew her close to her. "Yes, I am, Claire, and I didn't think I was going to like it at all."
"I know what you mean," Claire said. "If somebody had told me this was all going to happen and I was going to take it the way I have I would've called them crazy."
"I'm getting hot again just watching them," Cynthia said, reaching down to caress her pussy.
Gort began going around offering them more grass and Cynthia and Claire decided that a joint between them would be more than enough. They lit up and watched as David continued to fuck his sister.
Alex was getting impatient for Claire to return to him. He wheeled his chair over to where she was standing and said, "I've been staring at the cheeks of your ass, Claire, and I want you to get in this chair with me."
Claire laughed and shook her head. "No thanks, Alex. I am not fucking a perfectly healthy man who insists on sitting in a wheelchair when there is nothing at all wrong with his legs. If you want me," she said, cupping her breasts with her hands and squeezing them at him, "you will come and get me like a man."
The rich man laughed and said, "So you won't get in the chair like a good girl, eh? Well, I'll just have my man put you in the chair! Gort! Pick Mrs. Kelly up and sit her on my lap!"
Gort looked at Alex and then swung his huge head to look at Mona. She shook her head and said, "No, Gort!"
The giant relaxed and went on smoking the joint in his hand as he watched the couple on the bed.
"What in the hell is going on?" Alex said, angrily. "Gort, I give the orders here! Do as I tell you!"
Mona walked over to her father and said, "He is going to do what I say in this matter, father. I'm sorry to upset you but this is the only way we can get you out of that chair."
Alex looked at his daughter and the anger left his eyes. "Mona, I can't walk! My legs won't work! Ever since the accident!"
Mona shook her head and said, "It won't work, father! If you want to do it bad enough you'll get out of that chair and stand on your own two legs!"
Alex stared at her for a moment and then he said, "Okay, Mona. We'll just forget about it." He slumped back in the chair and turned his attention to the fucking that was going on, on the bed. He tried to keep from looking at her but he found his eyes returning again and again to Claire's body and his cock would not stay down.
David said, "How's it feel, Linda?"
She shoved up at his cock with her cunt and felt it gliding in again. "It gets better by the second. I'll probably be sorer than hell tomorrow but right now it feels groovy!" , "Can you come?" he asked, feeling the come building within him.
"I think so," she said, digging her hands into his buttocks as he drove down into her and pulled back again. '
"Come on, baby!" he said, picking up a little speed.
"Oh, yes, David!" she cried, moving her ass in time to his thrusts, They raced together and Linda forgot about any pain that she might be having as her brother's big cock moved back and forth and rubbed against her clit.
"Now!" she cried, as she felt it beginning deep in her pussy.
"Yes!" he cried, and his cream flooded her cunt as they came together.
TEN
Charles Hanson was nineteen and was as handsome and tall as his father. He was supposed to be away at college but he had decided to come home for the weekend and surprise his father. Instead, it was Charley who was surprised when he saw the cars parked in front of the Hanson mansion.
He parked his car behind the other cars and walked to the front door of his home. He used his key on the door and slipped into the house.
He went up the stairs to his room and dropped his bags on the floor. Then he decided to find his father and went back down the stairs to his father's den.
He walked into the room and saw a nude woman and man fucking on his father's couch. They didn't hear him and he stood watching them for a moment before the TV set that was playing across the room caught his attention. It had a large screen and it was easy for Charley to recognize his father sitting in his wheelchair. He quietly moved closer to the set and saw his sister on the bed with some other almost naked people.
"What in the hell is going on?" he said, wondering out loud.
The couple on the couch sat up and Charley recognized two of his father's friends. They were neighbors and married, but not to each other.
"Charley!" the man said, getting up off the woman.
"Mr. Baxter," Charley said, nodding at the older man. "Good evening, Mrs. Allen," he said to the woman. They were both high on grass and Charley said, "Could you tell me what's going on?"
Baxter grinned from ear to ear and said, "Sure! I guess there's no harm in you knowing. This is a meeting of your father's club."
"Club?" Charley said, and he looked back at the TV screen to see his sister playing with a man's cock on the bed.
Then Charley smiled and felt his cock begin to swell in his pants as he watched his sister jerking at the cock in her hand. "How do I get to that room?" Charley asked.
Baxter said, "If you really want to surprise your old man, Charley, you just go up to the bathroom that's on the third floor. You can get to it by going through the library. The room that your daddy's in is connected to it."
"The old gym?" Charley said.
"That's right. Your daddy had it fixed up into an orgy room with mirrors and he even has a gallery where his friends can watch the sex shows that your sister puts on," Baxter said.
"Well, I'll be damned!" Charley said, staring at the TV set.
He saw Linda and asked, "Who's the doll?"
"Linda Kelly," Baxter said. "Her brother is the guy your sister is playing with and he just got finished busting Linda's cherry."
"What?" Charley said.
"Your father will explain it to you," Baxter said, as he lay down on top of Mrs. Allen and began to fuck her again.
Charley stared at Linda for another moment and then started for the stairs to the third floor, taking off his clothes as he went.
Alex Hanson had quite a hard-on. He groaned and stroked at his cock as he cried, "Claire! Please come over here!"
Claire went to him and said, "What is it, Alex? Are you ready to get out of that wheelchair?"
"I would if I could!" he said, reaching out and grabbing her arm. He pulled her to him and said, "Sit on my cock, darling!"
"No!" she said, pulling out of his grasp. "I'll play with your cock but I'm not going to sit on it until you get out of that wheelchair!"
Mona and David were still on the bed with Linda. Mona said, "I think you ought to take a shower, Linda."
Linda nodded and said, "Okay. I'll see you two later."
She got off the bed and went towards the bathroom.
At that moment, Charley Hanson was moving through the library, headed for the same bathroom that Linda was headed for. He was nude and just thinking about Linda's tits and face had given him half an erection.
He opened the door to the bathroom and stepped into the large room just as Linda opened the other door into the room.
He noticed her first and gave her a big smile as her mouth dropped open at the sight of his naked body.
"Well, hello!" he said, smiling from ear to ear. "I must say you're even more beautiful in person than you are on TV."
"Who are you?" Linda said, running her eyes down from his handsome face to the rising cock between his legs.
"Charley Hanson," he said. "Alex is my father and, of course, Mona is my sister."
Linda gave a big smile and walked towards him. "I'm very happy to meet you, Charley. Your sister and father must've been saving you for a surprise. They didn't say a thing about you."
"I'd like to kiss you," he said, putting his arms around her.
Linda closed her eyes and pressed her belly against his cock. "Do it!" she said, putting her head back.
His mouth came down on hers and she pressed her tongue against his as his hands moved down over the cheeks of her naked ass.
"Mmmmm!" Linda said, running her hand down between their bodies and capturing his prick in her fist. "What have we here?"
"It's my cock!" he whispered in her ear. "It wants your pussy."
"My pussy wants your cock but first I have to take' a shower," she said, squeezing his prick.
He grinned and said, "Can I wash your back?"
"I was hoping you'd ask, Charley," she said.
As they walked towards the shower, Charley asked, "Linda, do you believe in love at first sight?"
She laughed and said, "Of course, Charley. Of course I do!"
Claire was playing with Alex's cock and he was trying to talk her into sitting on his lap.
She shook her head as she knelt between his legs and blew on the head of his cock. "I'm not going to do it, Alex, and that's all there is to it. If you wanted me half as much as you say you do you'd get out of that wheelchair of yours and do something about it."
He was furious with her. "What do you mean, damn you, Claire! I'll give you anything you want if you'll fuck me!"
"Stand up, Alex," she said, kissing the head of his cock. "That's what I want."
Alex pounded the arm of his wheelchair and said, "I can't, and you're frustrating the hell out of me with the things you're doing with your mouth! Will you suck me until I come?"
"Sure!" she said, licking the head of his cock with her pink, wet tongue.
"Well?" he said, waiting for her to begin.
She looked up at him and said, "As soon as you stand up and walk, I'll do anything you want."
"Damn it!" Alex howled and then he turned his head to look at Mona. "This is your doing! You won't believe me when I tell you that I can't walk!"
David was sucking on one of Mona's tits while Cynthia sucked on the other one. Mona said, "The doctors said-"
"I don't give a damn what they said!" Alex shouted. "I say I can't walk!"
"That's too bad, daddy!" Mona said, putting a sad look on her face. "You won't get fucked tonight."
David's mouth left Mona's left breast and he began Ticking his way down to her belly while Cynthia raised her mouth to Mona's lips and the two women drew together in a warm kiss.
"Mmmmm! You have sweet lips!" Mona said, as David's mouth drew closer and closer to her cunt.
"So do you, Mona," Cynthia said, fondling Mona's tits while her mouth pressed against Mona's mouth j again and again.
"I have an idea," Mona said. "Well make a little daisy chain."
"How do we do that?" Cynthia asked.
"Well, David is about to suck my pussy and if we move around a little I can suck on your cunt while you suck David's cock," Mona said.
"That sounds like fun!" Cynthia said, quickly getting into position.
Cynthia wrapped her fist around David's prick and pulled it to her lips as she felt Mona's hands drawing her legs apart. As she brought her mouth down over David's cock she felt Mona's tongue probing at her pussy and she spread her legs as far apart as she could. She watched as her husband's head moved between Mona's legs and she moved her head up and down, sucking at his hard cock.
It didn't take Mona long to bring Cynthia to another orgasm and David's mouth on Mona brought her off at almost the same time. This left Cynthia pumping at David's prick with her fist while she licked and sucked at the head of his throbbing cock.
"Suck it, baby!" David cried, arching his back on the bed and driving his cock up at his wife's lips.
Cynthia sucked his cock faster and she heard him groan as her fingers played with his heavy balls. She had sucked him many times before and she knew by the way' he was moving on the bed that it wouldn't be long before David would come in her mouth.
"Faster, baby, faster!" he cried and his wife pumped and sucked his cock faster and faster until her hand was just a blur on his long cock.
His cock erupted and Cynthia gulped as she felt the hot cream flooding her mouth. It jetted over her tongue and she began swallowing as fast as she could so as to not lose a drop of his precious love offering.
"Eat it, baby!" he said as he felt her mouth draining every drop out of him.
Linda and Charley picked that moment to come walking into the room arm in arm.
Alex Hanson was the first to notice his son with Linda. His mouth dropped open as he looked at Charley and without thinking he jumped to his feet and cried, "Charley!"
Everyone in the room stopped talking and moving and they all looked from Charley to Alex, who was standing with a very surprised look on his face.
Claire jumped to her feet and cried, "You're standing, Alex! You're standing!"
Alex Hanson stared at her for a moment and then looked down at himself. His legs began to quiver and he said, "I'm standing!"
"Walk, Alex!" Claire said, reaching out and taking his hand. He took four steps while no one in the room moved or breathed a word. On the fifth step he staggered and went down on the bed. "I did it!" he cried, happily. "I walked!" There were tears of joy in Claire's eyes as well as Mona's and just about everyone's eyes. Claire said, "Alex, I wanted you inside me so much but I had to try and make you walk. Now you can have me."
"I understand," he said, "and I'll take you up on that as soon as I find out what my son is doing with your daughter."
Charley was standing by the bed with his arm around Linda. "We just sort of bumped into each other in the bathroom, dad. I'm real glad that it happened and got you out of that damned wheelchair!"
"But you're supposed to be in school," Alex said. "Did they suspend you for something?"
"No, dad," he said, smiling, "I just decided to come home for the weekend and surprise you."
Mona moved to Charley and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "It was some surprise and it got him on his feet at last. Thanks, Charley."
Charley ran his eyes over his sister's tits and said, "Speaking of surprises, sis, how come I wasn't invited to these little gatherings? Linda filled me in on what happened here this weekend and I would like to apply for a membership in this very interesting club."
Mona's hand went out and she closed it around her brother's cock. "Your father had some silly idea that you shouldn't know about this until after you graduated from college. I'd like to take care of your membership right now after seeing that big cock of yours."
Charley ran his hand over his sister's ass and said, I'd love to make it with you, Mona, but I promised Linda that I'd make it with her first."
Mona looked at Linda and said, "You don't waste any time making friends, do you? Be careful with her, Charley. She just lost her virginity."
"I know," Charley said. "Now if you'll excuse us we'd like to have some of that grass that I heard you have and the use of the bed."
Alex chuckled and said, "You'll have to share it with me, Charley. This woman here has been driving me mad all night and I mean to have her now!"
Charley looked at the bed and said, "I think there's room enough for all of us. Now, where's the pot?"
Gort handed him a joint and gave him a light
He took a long drag on the smoke and passed it to Linda. She took a drag on it and passed it back to him as the two of them got on the bed.
Claire moved on the bed and watched as Alex stood up and took a few faltering steps around the room. He got a joint from Gort and accepted a light Then he walked back to the bed and handed the joint to Claire as he got into the bed beside her.
Claire took a drag on the joint and looked over at Linda and Charley. They were smoking and necking.
"Kiss me, Alex," Claire said.
He took the joint out of her hand, took another drag on it and then put it down in an ashtray. He put his arms around Claire and brought his mouth down on hers. One of his hands went down to her breasts and he began to caress them as she sucked at his tongue.
Her hand found his cock and she felt it getting hard again. His hand went from her breasts and traveled down to her belly where he felt the beginning of her cunt hair.
His hand went further and she spread her legs so he could finger her pussy. He pushed two fingers into her cunt and began moving them back and forth finger-fucking her while she groaned and squeezed his shaft and felt it growing firmer and firmer.
"Fuck me!" she whispered as she broke their kiss and pulled at his cock.
Alex was ready. He rolled over on top of Claire and knelt between her legs as she guided his staff to the swollen lips of her wet cunt.
"It's so big!" she said, as he pressed forward and drove the head of his big prick between the lips of her pussy with a hard shove. "It's pushing me apart!"
He laughed and said, "You've barely tasted it, my dear. I've got more for you!"
"Give it to me, Alex!" Claire cried, reaching out to grip the cheeks of his ass with her hands. She pulled at his ass and cried, "Sock it to me!"
"I'll give it to you!" he answered, shoving more of his massive prick into her juicy cunt
Cynthia and David were sharing a joint with Mona and watching the two couples on the bed.
"Mona, you haven't told us what's going to happen after this weekend is over," Cynthia said. "What plans have you got for David and the rest of us?"
Mona smiled and said, "Well, first of all, I'm going to take care of the mortgage on that house of yours--"
Cynthia's mouth dropped open and she interrupted with, "You aren't joking, are you?"
"I never joke about money, Cyn'," Mona replied, patting Cynthia's ass as she passed the joint to David.
Both David and Cynthia thanked her and then she said, "As to David's future, I'm sure that daddy will be able to find a spot for him in his affairs. We'll talk about it later."
Claire's legs were locked around Alex's waist and the two of them were bouncing up and down on the bed, while beside them Charley and Linda were similarly engaged in fucking each other.
Charley said, "Are you sure I'm not hurting you?"
"I'm fine!" Linda said, as another inch of Charley's cock pushed into her cunt.
"You're pussy feels so good on my cock!" he said, moving his ass back and forth.
"I love you, Charley," Linda said, moving her ass against the bed and shoving up at him with her cunt.
Charley smiled and kissed her neck. "I know it sounds crazy, darling, but I love you too!"
Claire heard them and said, "Did you hear what they said, Alex?"
"I heard!" he said, shoving into her again. "They hardly know each other and they're in love. Just like you and me, huh?"
Claire stopped moving and asked, "Do you mean what I think you mean?"
He shoved his cock into her cunt and ran his tongue over her naked breasts, leaving a wet trail of saliva behind.
"Alex!" Claire said, grabbing his head. "Are you trying to say you love me?"
He looked down into her eyes and said, "I'm saying it, Claire; I love you."
She hugged him as tight as she could and said, "Oh, Alex, that's beautiful! I love you, too!"
"Of course you do!" Alex said, laughing and moving his cock back and forth. He squeezed the cheeks of her ass and said, "Come on, Claire, move! I'm going to come any second now!"
"Wait for me, darling!" she said, happily.
As the two of them raced to a mutual orgasm, Mona said, to David and Cynthia, "Its time you met our friends."
"What friends?" David asked.
Mona smiled and said, "The members of my father's club, darling. I'm sure they'll all want td meet you and your family after such a dynamic performance."
Cynthia said, "I don't understand! Where are they?"
Mona pointed at the wall closest to the bed and said, "There's a gallery behind those mirrors over there."
Mona explained how the glass worked and told Gort to have all their guests join them. The giant left the room and a few moments later returned, followed by over thirty men and women of all sizes and descriptions.
Mona began introducing David and Cynthia to them and Gort called the kitchen to order the food to be served in the room.
Linda was coming again. She let out a low cry and hugged Charley to her as his plunging cock moved in and out of her cunt.
Charley was right behind her and came a second later.
The two of them lay on the bed, locked in each other's arms while members of the club congratulated them on their performances.
Linda wanted Charley to start all over again but found that her pussy was in no condition for her desire.
"I think we'd better wait a while," she told him. "I'm feeling a little tender."
Charley nodded and said, "Let's get something to eat and I'll introduce you to some more of our neighbors. I seem to know everyone who's here."
David had his arms around Cynthia and he was kissing her. "Are you glad that we came, darling?" he asked.
Cynthia nodded and watched as Alex and Claire got off the bed.
Alex came walking over to them with his arm around Claire. He smiled at David and Cynthia and said, "David, Cynthia, Mona, everybody! I have an important announcement to make!"
The room grew quiet and Claire smiled at Alex as he continued. "This is one of the happiest days of my life! Claire Kelly has just accepted my proposal of marriage."
"Oh, Claire!" Cynthia said, smiling and kissing her. "I'm so happy for you!"
Claire hugged her and said, "Thank you dear. I'm-so surprised that I don't believe any of this! I'm sure that I'll wake up any minute and find that this has all been some kind of crazy dream!"
Charley shook hands with his father and said, Maybe we could make it a double ceremony, father."
Alex's mouth dropped open and he cried, "What are you talking about?"
"Linda and I are crazy about each other, dad," Charley replied, "and we want to get married."
"But she's so young!" Claire said, looking at her daughter.
Alex chuckled and said, "You might as well save your breath, Claire. My son takes after me and he's stubborn when he gets his mind made up."
Charley smiled, "Then it's all right?"
Alex shrugged. "We'll discuss it later."
"What's that mean?" Linda asked. "Yes or no?"
Claire laughed along with the others and she said, "You'd better give her an answer, Alex. She's just as stubborn as you are when she wants something."
"We'll see," Alex said, smiling. "We'll see."
David said, "What about you, Mona? Everybody got somebody except for you."
Mona laughed and said, "Gort!"
The giant came over to her with a smile on his face. She reached out and gave a yank on his loincloth and it fell to the floor revealing a very large cock.
"Now, Mistress?" Gort asked. She took his hand and said, "Now, Gort." They left the room together and it was many hours before they were seen again.
