Incest involves an individual having sex with a member of his own family. It is considered one of the most unusual sexual variations. Yet, of late, it has been increasingly observed that it does exist-and on a heretofore unrealized scale.
Yet, it is not quite so shocking if one stops to realize how many times every human being is bombarded with sex, through mass media advertising. Endless commercials, from "fly me" to "move our tails for you", and huge billboards showing a woman's sensuous lips parted-tell the story.
Therefore, it is quite understandable that this total preoccupation with sex-might cause some strange things to happen. When a woman lets herself go, becomes "sloppy" and unappealing and her young daughter is developing -it might be only human for a sex-starved father's eyes to wander lustfully over his young daughter's sexual endowments.
And, it might happen that a young brother, who has no sex outlet, could find his own sister not only appealing, but eventually "the one", he wants sexually.
Our story concerns a mother who left her husband, and a beautiful young girl who tried to take her place with her father, and her virile young brother.
Soon, sympathy was leading to sex-and she went to bed with both of them.
In an effort to find herself, the young girl confided in her girlfriend. But, she selected the wrong girl to reveal her family's "dark sex secret" to, for she had her own strange sex practices, and enticed her into a strange relationship.
Eventually, another member of the family exposed the sorry situation, and the father was found out But not before his untamed sexual passions had created an awful situation.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER 1
It was a horrible shock to Clarence Collins to read the letter that his wife left for him at the office.
"I'm sorry, dear, that our marriage must end like this. But I realize I can't love you anymore. Forgive me but I have found someone else. Perhaps some day I can explain. I will have our marriage annulled in Mexico. Try to help the children understand. Love, Mara-lee."
With that he realized he had to tell his fifteen-year-old daughter, Marilyn, and his sixteen-year-old son, Wally, the truth. There were not many details he could reveal, however. He realized that he had paid so much attention to business that apparently she had found someone else. She had mentioned that she didn't love him anymore and he refused to believe her. He thought she was teasing him. With the letter facing him now, he realized she meant business.
That evening when Clarence Collins went home, he told both of his children that he wanted to take them out to dinner.
"But what about mom?" his blue-eyed daughter, Marilyn, asked him
"Well talk about that at dinner," he smiled sadly.
Immediately, both Wally and Marilyn understood. After dinner when he explained to them that their mother had deserted him, they both assured him that they would see to it that he was not lonely.
"Even if she is my mother," Marilyn said quietly, "I can't respect her. We'll stick with you, Daddy. Don't you worry about a thing."
"Yes, Dad," Wally joined in, "I want to show you that we do care for you."
In the days that followed it was difficult. While Clarence did hire a woman to clean the house and prepare meals occasionally, he quickly discovered that he couldn't afford such a luxury.
"Marilyn," he finally told his young daughter one night, "I'm afraid you'll just have to bo the mother of the house. You'll have to do the cleaning and the cooking, because I can't afford it anymore."
Marilyn went over to her father and wrapped her arms lovingly about him. As she looked up into his eyes, she told him how delighted she would be to do the work. But strange vibrations surged through her father's body as he felt her young breasts pressing hard against his chest.
"What's wrong, Daddy?" she asked, sensing something was bothering him.
"Nothing, honey," he assured her.
That moment Marilyn was suddenly aware that her father had turned on to her sexually. It bothered her as she realized that he was being deprived of any sexual opportunities.
Saturday night when her brother went out on his heavy date, she felt sorry for her father who was left alone. She decided that it might not hurt to try out her new swimsuit and give him a chance to admire her body. Going into her bedroom, Marilyn began undressing. When she was completely nude, she couldn't help admire her firm round breasts, her trim waist and her lithe legs. Tapping herself playfully on the behind, she reached over to pick up her new string swim-suit. As she slipped into her strings, she once more admired herself. Going into the living room, her father took one look at her and flipped.
"What are you trying to do?" he laughed, as he saw her walk across the floor.
"I just wanted to show you my new swim-suit," she told him.
"It's quite a suit, honey," he told her, "but I don't like to see you wear it"
"Why not?" she smiled, as she turned around, displaying almost all of her buttocks.
"It's not good for a young girl to parade around like this and stimulate the opposite sex," he informed her flatly.
"Oh, Daddy," she said, "get off it. Kids today run around in the nude."
"But I don't approve of it," he insisted.
Saying no more, Marilyn went over to sit beside her father. He felt his heart pounding rapidly as she sat beside him and finally he found himself trembling. Marilyn immediately observed this and asked him if he was all right
"Sure I'm all right," he told her.
"Why are you shaking, Daddy?" she demanded.
"I don't know," he replied nervously.
"Yes, you do," Marilyn whispered softly, her blue eyes lighting up as she realized her female attractions were turning him on all the way.
"Daddy," she said, "there's nothing wrong with looking."
Even though he knew there was something wrong, Clarence couldn't resist the erotic pull of her beautiful body.
"I guess there isn't," he breathed huskily.
Before he knew what was happening, his young blonde-haired daughter had reached behind, to unfasten her bra.
"You can see them if you want to, Daddy," Marilyn said, half apologizing as she realized her father was being deprived of sexual satisfaction now that her mother had run away with someone else. The moment Clarence's eyes caught sight of her firm round naked breasts, he was so excited he was twitching.
"You're stimulated, Daddy?"
"You're a beautiful girl, baby," he said. "You've got no right to torture me like this."
"Am I torturing you?" she said, as she got to her feet and slowly pulled down her string bottoms. Suddenly, her beautiful vagina came into view and then she turned around, exposing her bare bottom.
"You've got a body that's dynamite," he said, "and you would turn any man on."
"You can touch me, Daddy, if you want to," she said, offering herself to him as she felt so sorry over the fact that he had lost his wife.
He nodded.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt anything if I just massaged them maybe."
He said this with a tremor in his voice that let her realize how nervous, how upset and how hot for her body he was.
Once in the bedroom, she playfully sprawled across the bed and turned to smile up at him. As he looked at her, he realized he was getting a tremendous erection.
"What's wrong, Daddy?" she smiled slyly, as she turned to look away from him.
"Nothing, honey," he assured her.
No matter what he said, she realized he was so eager for action he could hardly stand it. As his hands began touching her body, he wanted to pull away. For he felt a strange compulsion to have sex with her. He realized what a horrifying thing it would be to have sex with his own daughter. Yet, she was so beautiful, so tempting, he felt she was offering him an open invitation to her body.
"I can't rub you anymore," he finally blurted.
Turning over again, she looked up at him. And as his hot eyes gazed at her beautiful bosoms and glanced down at her fur-trimmed triangle, he knew what he had to do. Suddenly, his mouth was over her left breast. Reaching for him, she held him tightly to her.
"Love me, Daddy," she sighed eagerly. "Yes, Daddy, love me now."
As his tongue swept over the nipple of her bosom, she felt it become suddenly erect. Then she felt his hand reaching down to grope her moistening vagina. She loved the feel of his hot hand playing with her down there.
"Oh, Daddy," she exclaimed excitedly, "you don't know what you're doing to me."
Every moment she was becoming more and more excited. She wanted to have sex with him now more than anything else in the world. When he finished with one bosom, he started kissing, licking and caressing the other one.
"Oh, Daddy, there's nothing wrong with us doing this," she insisted. "The kids at school do it all the time."
Pulling his mouth off her right bosom, he looked directly into her eyes.
"Are you having sex with any of them?" he demanded.
Lowering her eyes, she nodded.
"I forbid it," he said, "you will turn out like your mom."
"Don't mention her," she said firmly, "I've disowned her."
"Oh, baby," the hot, panting father exclaimed as he let his lapping tongue make a trail down to her vagina. Slipping his hands beneath her ass cheeks he let his tongue flick back and forth across her pussy.
"Eat me, Daddy," she begged, "eat me."
Then raising her legs, she embraced him with her hot thighs. Reaching down, she guided his head over her anxious mound as he began sucking on her pussy. It was amazing how beautiful it seemed to him. Nothing was wrong with it now. It seemed so right.
"Suck my pussy," she begged, "eat me. Oh, Daddy, keep it up. Slip your tongue way up there. Lick quick! Like that! Oh, ah, yes, Daddy, yes!"
She threw her legs up over his shoulders as his hot tongue pumped into her savagely.
"Yes, like that," she panted, "reach farther. Oh, I love that. Oh, Daddy, you don't know how good that feels!"
Her father had a pretty good idea from the way she was wiggling her ass all over the bed. He was determined to give her a slippery tongue lashing she would never forget. However, the huge cock dangling between his legs was so long and hard now that he had to get into gear. Pulling his tongue from her vagina, he smiled happily at her.
"Let me fuck you, baby," he said, "I want to stick it in you and feel it sliding in and out of that gorgeous pussy of yours."
Her eyes were ablaze with erotic excitement as she contemplated the sensation of having his cock slip in and out of her tight pussy.
He didn't take long to get his cock out. Pulling away for a moment, he got to his feet and stripped. As she saw him pull off his shirt, she looked down toward his crotch. Unfastening his belt, he pulled his pants off and she gained a glimpse of his bulging shorts. Reaching out, she stroked it through the cotton material that held it in confinement. Then he pulled off his shorts, displaying his huge cock.
"You need it bad, don't you, Daddy?"
He nodded and smiled. Getting back on the bed, he rested his knees on her behind as he prepared to stab his penis into her.
"Fuck me good, Daddy," she begged anxiously.
He didn't have to be urged on, as his own instincts were guiding him to plunge his penis into her hot twisting hole.
As he slid his huge cock into her, his balls slapped against her pussy.
"Wow!" she panted, as she pumped vigorously on his long sliding cock.
"Keep it up, Daddy," she begged, "more. I want it bad. Keep fucking."
The rock-hard cock stabbed into her. And every second she became more and more turned-on. She squeezed it with her pussy muscles as he pumped vigorously. She loved the feel of his balls slapping against her. Most of all, she liked the delighted look in his face, as his jaw hung slack and his eyes lit up.
"Fuck, baby," he begged, "fuck. That's what I want, honey. Fuck it. Oh, yes, baby, screw it. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Fuck it, baby, fuck it."
She twisted her hips this way and that as the rock-hard cock continued gliding into her. She was so stimulated now she could hardly stand it Glancing in the mirror, Marilyn could watch. She enjoyed the sight of his huge cock slipping rhythmically in and out of her pussy. Using her vagina muscles effectively, she gripped it as he continued stabbing away.
"That's it, Daddy," she panted, "just like that. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
Reaching out, he gripped her bosoms and gently squeezed them. He knew it wouldn't be much longer until he shot his thick load into her. That was the moment of climax she was waiting for.
"Keep twisting, baby," he panted, "that's what I want."
The hard penis plunged in to the hilt and he exploded.
"I'm cuming," he gasped excitedly. "I'm cuming."
The hot juice spurted into her vagina as she seized and milked her father's cock.
"Daddy," she exclaimed excitedly, "I'm cuming, too!"
As her hot juices lined the walls of her vagina, he slid back and forth in her well-lubricated box.
"Baby," he panted, "you don't know how much Daddy loves you."
Bending over, he pinched her nipples as he let his wet tongue sweep along her lips. Opening her mouth, she received him as his tongue found hers.
CHAPTER 2
When he pulled his penis out of her, he was still sporting an erection. This was a pleasant problem and he didn't know what to do about it. Usually with his wife, he had found it difficult to turn on once, say nothing of twice.
Going into the bathroom, he turned on the shower. His daughter Marilyn followed close behind.
"Daddy, can I wash off your cock?" she smiled up at him.
"Sure, baby," he said, as they got together in the shower.
When the water poured over their bodies, she looked up at him. Once more his arms went around her and they kissed.
"Oh, Daddy," she said, "is it always this much fun?"
"No," he smiled, "it isn't. But we just turn on with each other."
Reaching for the bar of soap, she began washing him.
"That feels good when you put your hands on me," he told her. "I like that."
She washed his chest, working down to his penis. Grasping his penis in her hand, she rubbed it slowly back and forth along the length of his erect cock shaft.
"Play with my balls, too," he asked her.
While she stroked his penis with one hand, she gingerly massaged his balls with the other.
"I'll turn around now, baby," he smiled.
He turned around and she washed his back
"Wash my ass out," he told her.
Slipping the soap between his ass cheeks, she thoroughly washed his buttocks. Then he turned around and took the soap slide smoothly over her bosoms. When he had built up a lather, he worked down to her triangle of pubic hair.
"It feels so good when you touch me, Daddy," Marilyn told her father.
He was breathing heavily now and she observed his cock was sporting a tremendous erection.
"I know what you mean," he replied huskily. When he had finished washing her vagina and her bosoms, he let the water rinse her off.
"You want to have sex with me again tonight?"
He didn't reply as he glanced down at his huge shaft.
"I understand," she nodded.
They dried each other off once they were out of the shower. Returning to the bedroom, he suddenly remembered what a terrible thing it would be if his son came home and caught them.
"We'd better lock the door," he said.
"There isn't any lock," she reminded him.
"We could put a chair underneath the door knob and brace it so Wally can't come in and catch us."
"All right," she agreed.
When her father had found a chair and placed it strategically under the door knob so it would be difficult for her brother to open the door, he looked at her anxiously.
"I don't think he can open that, do you?"
She shook her head and smiled at him.
"Don't worry about Wally," she chided him, "he won't be back until late. He has a heavy date tonight He's having sex with the little redhead who plays around with everybody, Joyce."
Paying no attention to what she was saying, her father got on the bed and straddled her. He was lowering his buttocks directly over her bosoms. As his ass cheeks collided with her breasts, she loved the unique sensation.
"Oh, Daddy," she smiled up at him, "that feels so good."
Now he was pointing his penis in the direction of her mouth.
"Daddy," she smiled, "you want me to give you a blow job?"
"Yes, baby," he nodded, "Yes I want you to lick my cock. But first I want you to suck on my ass.
"What?" she exclaimed, looking up at him dumbfounded.
"Sure, baby," he told her, "we just took showers, and I enjoy having someone eat my ass out"
"I've never done that before," she informed him flatly.
"It's about time someone taught you then," he chuckled.
Wasting no time, he moved forward and suddenly began lowering his buttocks over her face. Reaching up, she gripped his thighs.
"I can't do that Daddy," she complained.
"Sure you can, Marilyn," he told his daughter as his behind came closer and closer to her mouth.
"Reach up now with your tongue," he suggested.
Marilyn's tongue flipped forward as she felt him pressing over her face. As she held him back with her hands, she let her tongue slide around his buttocks.
"Oh, that feels so good," he told her.
The fantastic erotic sensation that her hot lapping tongue was creating was driving him to the brink of climax. As her tongue licked all around his buttocks, he gripped his stiff penis and began pumping vigorously.
"Suck my ass," he begged her, "yes. Just like that. Now you're doing it Let me ride it."
Clarence loved the sensation of his young daughter's tongue as it stabbed up his tight behind. He lowered his ass cheeks farther and continued pumping his penis.
"Yes," he enthused, "like that! Keep it up. Don't stop now, baby. Love me. Lick my ass out!"
She was surprised how easy it was once she began. However, her father knew that such powerful pleasure could not last for long without a juicy explosion.
"Pull your tongue out of my asshole and start licking my balls," he directed her.
Slipping her tongue out of his behind, she let her tongue lick along his testicles. He loved the sensation and enjoyed her humiliation.
"Open your mouth and suck them in," Clarence commanded.
She was so turned on with her father that she would do anything he would tell her to. Opening her mouth, she took his balls in.
"Oh, the warmth of your mouth over my nuts feels so fantastic," he exclaimed.
Her tongue flipped about his balls as his hand continued pumping. He wanted her to start fingering his asshole with one hand, while she pumped his penis with the other sucked his balls.
"Marilyn, baby," he panted, "stick your finger up my asshole and keep sucking on my nuts. That's it Yes, do that Now grab my prick and start pumping."
Reaching for his shaft, she squeezed it and began pumping rhythmically. She was surprised at the pleasure she could supply him as her mouth held his balls and one finger slid up smoothly up his asshole while she employed her other hand on his cock.
"Don't pull it so hard," he warned her.
Marilyn had never given any man a hand job before. It was difficult for her to develop the correct rhythm the first time around.
"Slow, baby," he suggested, "that's it. Nice and easy. Smooth."
She was delighted that her father was educating her so that she would be able to give the ultimate orgasm to her lover. The only problem was, Marilyn reasoned, that at the moment she had no lover. And she couldn't understand why. She was fifteen and beautiful. Maybe it was because of the fact that she was so shy. However, she would take care of this now as she explored various forms of sexual pleasure with her father. She felt something wet on her face. Glancing up, she observed her father's cock was starting to drip.
"Eat my cock," he commanded.
Releasing his balls, she' grabbed his penis and pulled it up to her mouth. Letting her mouth slip swiftly over his turgid penis head she clasped it tightly. She loved the taste of the start of his sperm.
"Suck me," he begged, "suck my cock. Eat it. Eat your daddy's dick."
It was amazing to her how long his penis was getting. She could tell it was lengthening all the time she sucked. With a hard jab he thrust it forcefully down her throat. She enjoyed the sensation of his gigantic male member sliding back and forth against her throat.
"Yes," he exclaimed eagerly, "let me slam it down your throat, baby. Oh, Marilyn," he panted, as he vigorously pumped it to her. He enjoyed the sight of his balls bouncing over as he fucked vigorously.
"Fuck it!" he panted. "Fuck, baby. Fuck!"
With vigorous stabs he continued slamming into her. She gripped his ass cheeks and squeezed them as she sucked on his penis head.
"Got a big load for you, baby," he smiled as he thrust vigorously.
She was eager to find out what he tasted like. The intimate connection of his huge cock sliding in and out of her mouth as her cheeks sucked in and received him, stimulated him. He watched carefully as his balls flapped against her lips.
"Eat me," he begged, "suck the juice out. Keep it up, baby. That's what I want. Eat my prick."
She enjoyed the sight of his curly pubic hair as she watched him thrusting his hips back and forth flexing his ass muscles as he fucked her face.
"Oh, Marilyn!" he exclaimed, "just like that! Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, I can't stand it."
With a hard jab he rammed it down her throat and then he pulled back, exploding in her mouth. She sucked the cream from his cock as he threw his head back and forth in sexual ecstasy.
"Suck it all out," he begged her, "suck the juke, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep sucking. That's what I want you to do. Suck it."
She was building up more suction and she was sure that she could obtain still more juice from his penis head. At this point he felt himself stiffening once more. He continued thrusting smoothly.
"Eat me," he panted, "eat it Yes, eat it."
More cum gushed into her mouth as he juiced again.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, suck it out. Get the juice!"
The pleasure that she experienced as he unloaded once more drove her to a point where she was grasping his ass cheeks, squeezing them until her fingernails clawed him.
"Easy does it," he told her.
It was an amazing thing how his daughter was responding to him. He never could get his wife to go down on him. However, he realized it was another generation. Maybe kids were different these days. It was a change for the better he calculated.
"Oh, wow!" Clarence panted as he felt his daughter suck his cock off again.
The hot creamy cum was oozing from the corners of her mouth as he flooded her face.
When she had finished eating him, she released his penis begrudgingly and he pulled back. He looked down at her lovingly.
"You'll never know how happy you've made me," he told her, as he bent over and kissed her cheeks passionately. Then, opening her mouth, he slid his tongue inside and flicked his tongue back and forth across hers.
"Daddy," she smiled, "you don't know how good this feels to me."
When he pulled away he suddenly realized what he had done. He slowly got off the bed as if he was in a daze.
"Oh, what have I done?" he exclaimed as he paced back and forth.
"Didn't I please you, Daddy?"
Turning to his troubled daughter, he smiled.
"Of course you did," he admitted, "too much."
"We didn't hurt anybody," she said softly.
"No, we didn't, did we?"
"Of course not, Daddy," she said, "'anything that feels that good can't be wrong."
"Do you really think so?" he asked, as if seeking confirmation for the lies he wanted to believe.
"I know so," she smiled.
A moment later he was on the bed beside her. Wrapping his arm lovingly about her, he gently massaged her bosoms.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "that was so much fun."
"I thought so, too, Daddy," she said. "Did mother neglect you?"
Marilyn asked this question so innocently, that it was easy for him to reply.
"I'm afraid she did," he said softly.
"That's too bad, Daddy," she told him, "because you deserve loving."
"Do I?" he asked as he saw her reach down and toy with his limp penis.
"Yes, you do," she said, "you've been so good to Wally and mom and me. It's a shame that mom had to play around and do what she did."
"It was part my fault, too," he told her.
"How do you mean, Daddy?" she asked innocently.
"There are a few things I've never told you about your mother," he said gravely.
"Like what?" Marilyn asked, opening her eyes widely and listening.
"For one thing, your mom didn't have a very good background. Her mother was an alcoholic. She was left with an aunt who earned her living hustling."
"That's awful," Marilyn said softly, "I forgive her. She couldn't help herself."
"Yes, she could," he insisted, "she knew better."
Now his eyes were feasting on her fur-trimmed triangle. And his hands were lightly gliding over her there.
"Daddy," she said, "do you want to lick me?"
A little-girl smile played upon her lips as she asked him this intimate question.
"I'd love to, baby," he smiled, as he bent over and let his tongue collide with her slit. Letting his tongue slide back and forth along her slit, he got her so excited she was wiggling. His hands reached under her buttocks and he held her in place as he flicked his lashing tongue across her clitoris. He could taste her starting to juice and this triggered his tongue into more feverish action. Reaching down she guided him. Locking her legs around his head once more, she begged him to suck her dry.
"Eat me," she panted, "eat me, Daddy. Oh, Daddy, I love that. Stick your tongue way up there. Keep it going. I want it"
It was obvious Marilyn was enflamed with her father's passionate tongue. She couldn't seem to get enough of it. She loved the feel of his hands as they reached up to grope her bosoms. He pinched her nipples as he sucked her vagina.
"Daddy," Marilyn begged, "suck me. Suck my pussy. I want it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep it up.
Pressing her creamy thighs against his face, she thrust her pelvis forward. He pumped his tongue into her vigorously now, licking the velvety vagina walls as he brought her around.
"I'm coming," she panted, "I made it Oh, ah, yes, Daddy, yes. Eat me. That's it, Daddy, eat my pussy."
The hot gushing pussy load provided him with the excitement he sought. He was turned on all the way as he ate his daughter's juicy vagina. He continued licking until he had indeed licked her dry. Then withdrawing his tongue slowly, he pressed his pussy lips and squeezed her bosoms.
"I love you, Daddy," Marilyn said.
A shudder of fear ran through his body as his daughter said these words. He pulled his mouth off her gash and smiled strangely.
"Don't say that, baby," he warned her, "you can't fall in love with me. It was just sex."
"Daddy, I love you," she repeated.
Unable to resist the pull of her beautiful eyes as she gazed at him fondly, he moved forward and straddled her. He bent over and pressed his lips against hers.
Their lips merged in a soul kiss as once more her mouth opened and his tongue invaded the intimacy of her mouth. Their tongues played a love dance as they licked each other.
When he finally pulled out, he kissed her on both cheeks and then smiled.
"Maybe we do love each other, honey," he admitted.
"I won't tell nobody," she promised.
"Better not, baby," he warned her, "they'd take you away from me."
"Why, Daddy?" she asked curiously.
"Because," he said, "it isn't right according to them for us to make love"
As young Marilyn lay beside her father, an overpowering urge pulled through her to lie between legs.
"Daddy," she asked him, "can I rest my head down there around your crotch?"
"Sure, baby," he told her, "if you want to."
As Clarence Collins looked at his daughter's blond head nestled around his cock, he couldn't help smiling.
"You're a beautiful girl," he whispered to her.
"And you're a real sexy stud, Daddy," she laughed.
"Have you had quite a few boys at school?"
"You shouldn't ask me," she chuckled, as she began fingering his balls. Judging from the way she was playing with his balls, he had an idea that she knew her way around.
"Do I do love you as Mom did?" she asked coyly.
"Your mother would never get down there between my legs," he admitted.
"That's awful, Daddy," she said, in her little-girl innocent voice.
"It is, baby," he said, "when you want some love. I'm glad you're not afraid to please me."
"Never," she said as she reached for his cock and slowly started stroking it. To his delight it became erect.
"I got it up again," she said proudly, as if she were playing with a toy.
"I hear your brother's car," he warned her.
"Oh, drat it," she complained, "why did he have to come home now?"
Clarence wasted no time. He knew what an awful thing it would be for his son to catch him with his own daughter. Hastily, he got off the bed, slipped into his shorts and put on his shirt. He made it out of the door just in time to barge into his own bedroom.
In the meantime, young Wally was obviously drunk and making a lot of noise as he went to the kitchen to get himself a beer. It bothered Marilyn to hear him clambering around like this and she didn't know what to do about it Finally, she decided that she would try to go to sleep. However, he turned on the television so loud she couldn't sleep. Realizing she had no alternative she decided she would have to tell him to go to bed. Putting on her blue nightie, she walked into the living room.
CHAPTER 3
Marilyn's brother sat in the living room, his legs sprawled out as he gulped down a sandwich and his beer.
"Do you have to be so noisy?" she asked him quietly.
"So what's bothering you?" he chuckled.
"I'm trying to sleep," she let him know in no uncertain terms.
Wally looked at his sister as he had never looked at her before. The liquor loosened all his inhibitions. He couldn't help observing that she had beautiful bosoms under the sheer blue material of the nightie.
"What are you looking at?" she asked him.
"You've got a real nice set of knockers," he smiled.
He gulped his beer and then she realized that he was getting turned on. For his crotch was bulging. It was easy to spot as he sat there with his legs sprawled out.
"Do I turn you on?" she asked him quietly.
"Sure," he said, "any time."
Without saying another word he reached for his zipper and unfastening his fly, pulled it down. Reaching in, he eased out his huge cock and smiled innocently up at his sister.
"Put your cock back in your pants," she said emphatically.
"Doesn't my pecker appeal to you?"
"How dare you talk to me like that?" Marilyn exclaimed. "I'm your sister."
"You may be my sister," he told her, "but you could give me some good head action."
"You're awful," Marilyn told him.
She was about to pull away when he reached out for her.
"On your knees," he told her, "and take it in your mouth."
This was the last thing that she wanted to do. However, she realized that he was determined to get her to blow him.
"You're gonna suck my cock off," he demanded.
"Don't talk to me like that," she snapped angrily.
She was about to say, I will tell Dad on you, when she realized that telling her father would be futile. For her father had sex with her, too. As she looked at his cock she observed that it was starting to drip. It did look appealing.
"You want it," he smiled, "just put your pink tongue out and lick the head of it."
With one strong movement he reached for her head and pulled her down to his penis.
"Lick it," he insisted, "it tastes good!"
Before she knew what was happening Marilyn found her tongue sweeping over the head of his penis.
"Oh, that feels so good," he told her, "keep it up, baby."
Closing her eyes, she let her mouth accept his penis. She enjoyed it as he jabbed it to her.
"Suck me," he begged her, "suck, baby, suck. That's what I want. Eat my hot prick."
The erotic pleasure that she received as he started shooting her small loads of cum, increased. She was waiting for that moment when he would shoot her a big load.
"Oh, baby," he said, "you've got a nice mouth. And you know how to use it. Come on, sis, suck me.
Her cheeks sucked in as she accepted him. "Doesn't that taste good?" he asked eagerly.
She couldn't answer so she nodded. Wally loved the sight of his sister's cheeks as they pulled in while she took his penis.
"Oh," he panted, "yes. That's, how you do it Keep it up, baby. Now you're doing it. All the way. Let me ram it down your throat. I want to deep-throat fuck you."
Plunging his slippery cock down her throat, he pushed back and forth vigorously.
"Oh," he panted, "eat my prick. Just like that! Keep doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck it."
She was more than willing to accept him. She could hardly wait for that moment when he would shoot his wad into her mouth. She wanted to know what he would taste like. She wanted to compare his cum taste with her father's cum taste.
"Suck it," he gasped eagerly, "suck it all out. That's it, baby, suck that cock!"
The hot cream spurted into her mouth as he finally unloaded.
"I'm cuming," he groaned in delight "Eat it. Get the juice. That's it, sister, suck my cock."
The hot cream poured down her throat as she completed the act for him. Finally, he withdrew his penis. As she looked at his limpid cock, it amazed her how much pleasure she had derived from it only a moment before when it was swollen and hard.
She got to her feet and started to turn away.
"No, you don't," he told her, "I want to have some fun with you."
"I shouldn't have done that," she told Wally.
"Why the hell not?" he told her. "We didn't do anything wrong. Just having a good time."
Wally's eyes were feasting on the sight of her vagina. He could hardly wait to lick all around there.
"Why do you look at me like that?" she demanded.
"Because I'm gonna eat you, too," he told her flatly.
"No, Wally," ,she said, "I don't want you to."
"Pretty please with honey on it," he smiled.
Still not putting his penis back in his pants, he got to his feet and walked toward the kitchen. She followed close behind.
"I don't want to do anything more with you tonight," she complained, "why don't we just go to sleep now?"
Looking at her in disgust as he took the honey out of the cupboard, he gave her a piece of his mind.
"You got what you wanted, now you don't give a damn about me. Turnabout is fair play. You ate my cock and I gave you a good load. Now let me eat your cunt."
"All right," she reluctantly agreed.
A strange expression was forming on Wally's face as he began taking everything off the kitchen table.
"What are you doing?" she asked him, not understanding the reason he was doing this.
"I'm gonna eat your pussy on the kitchen table," he said, "isn't that the place you usually eat a meal?"
"Oh, Wally," she fumed, "you're sick on sex."
"Now, now," he said, "that's no way to talk. Get your ass up there on the table."
Even though she didn't want to, she slid out of her pink nightie and sat naked on the table.
"Spread your legs for me now," he said, "and I'll pull up a chair and have something sweet to eat."
Wally did.just that. While her legs were spread he conveniently slipped the honey into her slit. He squeezed the yellow plastic container as he pushed the nozzle into her.
"That hurts," she snapped.
"Hang in there," he told her, "I'm gonna use my tongue on you like you've never been tongued before. I'm a tremendous tongue man."
Putting the honey container aside, he gripped her thighs, and pulling her pussy right up to his mouth.
Marilyn didn't complain when she felt her brother's tongue slipping smoothly inside of her.
"Oh," she squealed in delight as she felt him flicking his tongue back and forth across her love button. She was wiggling about so much it was difficult for Wally to hold her still on the table.
"Suck my pussy," she said, "you're a tremendous pussy-eater, Wally. Eat my snatch. Oh, ah, yes, little brother, love me."
Wally's flicking tongue movements brought her to a quick climax. As she gushed, her love juices mingled with the honey. It was a delectable treat for young Wally. Pumping his tongue vigorously he lapped the mixture energetically from her smooth vagina walls.
When he withdrew he looked up at her proudly.
"Now am I the best tongue man you ever had eat your snatch?"
"Oh, yes, Wally," she told him. "You were wonderful."
There was one problem now. The penis which had been limp was once again hard.
"I need another fuck," he smiled proudly.
"Let's go to bed," she insisted, "you've had enough!"
"I want to fuck your asshole," he implored her.
Getting to his feet he went to the refrigerator and took out a cube of butter.
"Now what are you going to do?" she demanded.
"I'm gonna use this in your asshole," he told her. Get on the floor!"
"I don't want to have any more sex in the kitchen," she shot back.
"All right," he agreed, "we can fuck in the bedroom. Dad's room is upstairs and he won't know."
Together they went into Marilyn's bedroom. Her brother insisted on keeping the light on. Going over to the dresser he angled the mirror so he could watch.
"Now what are you doing?" she whispered.
"I'm gonna watch me slip it to you up your sweet ass," he flashed her a knowing smile.
"Get it over with," Marilyn said. "I'm virgin ass. Nobody has ever screwed me there."
"That's good," he told her, "you'll be nice and tight."
As she lay on the bed he realized he had to tell her every move to make.
"Get on all fours," he began, "so I can get a good thrust."
She got on all fours and bent over.
"Like this?" she turned to ask him with a trace of sarcasm in her voice.
"Perfect," he said, as he began opening the gold wrapper of the cube of butter.
The next thing she knew she felt his fingers slipping around her asshole as he prepared her with the butter.
"That feels funny," she complained.
"You wouldn't want to take my cock without some help," he told her, "so relax!"
As his fingers gingerly played around her asshole she began getting stimulated.
"Hurry up and get it over with," she insisted.
"That's the way I like to hear you talk," he told her. "I want you to beg for it."
Mounting her, he slowly eased his cock into her behind. As she felt him slipping past the tight anal ring she could tell it was indeed a tremendous stretch. Nevertheless, the butter helped enormously and he finally slid up into her.
"Fuck it now," he begged, "fuck, Marilyn, fuck!"
Marilyn's blond buttocks twisted about as he stabbed into her.
"Keep it up," he demanded, "yes, that's the way to do it. Keep fucking. Faster, baby. Now you're doing it. All the way!"
The rock-hard cock stabbed in and out of her tight asshole as she ground around for him. Bending over, her brother reached for her bosoms and pinched the nipples.
"You're hurting me," she complained.
"Swing your ass for me," he whispered, "and keep quiet I"
She realized he had a streak of sadism in him. He didn't care what he did to her. He wanted just one thing.
"I'll get my rocks off in a minute," he panted, as he went on pumping his penis vigorously into her tight asshole.
Glancing in the mirror, he watched his slippery cock sliding in and out. He enjoyed the erotic sight of her firm round behind as she pushed back to meet his advancing cock stabs.
"Fuck it," he panted, "keep fucking, baby.
That's how I want it. Fuck it."
Marilyn ground her hips around as she squeezed his cock inside of her.
"Oh, wow!" he panted as he plunged it in to the hilt and shot his load. He enjoyed the sensation of his penis exploding high up her asshole.
"Squeeze it," he panted, "milk my prick!"
Marilyn squeezed her ass muscles as he continued shooting his load into her.
When he had finished he found it simple to pull his penis out of her slippery asshole, helped by his own fluids.
He flipped over on the bed as she collapsed in a heap. He patted her ass gratefully.
"Thanks for a good fuck," he chuckled.
"You're stinking drunk," she told him.
"Sure I am," he laughed, "I wouldn't fuck my own sister if I wasn't drunk, would I?"
Marilyn thought about what he had said. It bothered her. Did he despise her? Was she considered some loathsome creature only good for balling when his big balls where loaded? Why did he say that?
"What'd you say that for?"
"You know why," he said. "I don't want to be called a sister-fucker. I've heard of mother-fuckers, and that's bad. Being a sister-fucker is almost as bad."
"I don't look at it that way," Marilyn said innocently, her blue eyes lighting up as she glanced between his legs to observe his slippery cock which was starting to lengthen once more.
"It fascinates you, doesn't it?" Wally flashed her a knowing smile.
"Yes, it does somewhat," she admitted.
"Let me try your pussy," he grinned.
He said it so innocently that it amounted to a very good thing for him to say. Spreading her legs, she raised up.
"I'll put a pillow under your ass so I can get better thrust," Wally nodded.
Reaching up he pulled a pillow down to her buttocks. Raising up, she made it easy for him to slide it underneath. Straddling her now, he let his slick penis head slide back and forth against her pussy slit.
"Hurry up," Marilyn told Wally.
"That's what I like," he nodded, "you're begging for it."
Marilyn made no secret about the fact she wanted her brother to plunge his penis into her. Reaching down, she guided him into herself.
"Fuck it," he said, as he got it into her.
She gripped it tightly with her vagina muscles.
"I like it," he panted, "yes, yes, just like that. Keep it up. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep doing it."
The fantastic sensations that were surging through her body had her trembling.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck me!"
She reached for her brother's ass as she squeezed him while he fucked her.
"That's what I like," he said, "some participation. Why don't you play with my ass? Reach in there with your finger and fuck my asshole."
Marilyn wasted no time in following his command. She played with his ass cheeks and then reaching around, slid a finger to his tight anal opening. She hardly knew how to go about it
"Shove it up there," he insisted.
Plunging her finger up his asshole, she watched him wiggle.
"Oh," he said, "that feels good. Fuck me and I'll fuck you."
The two of them were going to town now.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're the best grind I ever had. Imagine, this tight pussy in my own house. Oh, Marilyn, I should have fucked you before."
"Yes, Wally," she panted, "give it to me. Every inch. Fuck faster."
Wally's plunging penis thrust vigorously into his sister's tight vagina. She loved receiving him and he thrilled to thrusting into her. It wouldn't be much longer now as her finger savagely stabbed up his asshole while his cock thrust into her pussy.
"I'm almost there," he panted, "that's it! Just like that. Grab it! Grab it with your pussy!"
She wasn't adverse to grabbing it for one moment. She was determined to give him the fuck he wanted so desperately.
The hot action was building to a focal point. She knew it wouldn't be much longer until he juiced. This was the moment she longed for. Throwing her legs around him, she continued playing with his ass. Pulling her finger out of his asshole she clutched his ass cheeks with both hands and squeezed.
"Let me feel you shooting into me," she panted. "Yes, Wally. Oh, ah, just like that! Now you're going at it. Oh, Wally, fuck me. Fuck me!"
The hot cream poured into her pussy as he came. Seconds later she joined him in multiple orgasm climax.
"You made it, too, didn't you, sister?" Wally smiled at Marilyn.
"Oh, yes, baby, yes," she said, as she kissed his cheeks passionately.
"Let me French fuck your face," he begged, as his moist lips met hers and his tongue surged inside of her mouth. They were enjoying it all the way now, with no holds barred. Inhibitions were lost as the brother and sister let raw passions guide them.
He finally pulled his tongue out of her mouth and she looked at him with such adoration it really pleased him. Slowly he withdrew his penis from her pussy.
"Do you have to pull it out?" she asked anxiously.
"Sometime," he said, "I can't leave my cock in you forever."
"I wish you could," she told him.
CHAPTER 4
The following' morning Clarence Collins thought it would be a good idea if he did not stay for breakfast. He was too uptight over what had happened the night before. He left a note telling Marilyn he had gone to play tennis and had a luncheon engagement.
When Marilyn finished reading the note, a couple of tears rolled down her cheeks. She was worried about him. She didn't want him to feel guilty. Just then, Wally stepped into the kitchen, clad only in his shorts.
"Good morning, sis," he said quietly. "Good morning, Wally," she said softly, "can I fix you some breakfast."
"I wish you would," he told her. "How do you want your eggs?" she asked him.
"Sunny-side up," he said, "make the bacon crisp, like mom used to make. I sure appreciate your fixing breakfast for me today."
"That's all right," she smiled, shrugging as she prepared the food for him.
When breakfast was over, Wally said he wanted to talk to her.
"About what?" Marilyn asked him.
"About last night," Wally said quietly. "I'm ashamed of myself."
"You don't have to be," she said. "You performed very well."
"I was loaded last night," he apologized.
"In more ways than one," Marilyn teased.
"You're not angry at me?"
"Why should I be?" she laughed, "we just enjoyed ourselves. There's nothing wrong. You didn't really force me. I wanted it"
"I can't tell you how glad I am to hear you say that," he admitted.
"I am a grown-up gal," she said, "even though I'm only fifteen, I'm grown up. Can't you see how my bosoms have developed? I never want to get to the point where I feel enjoying my body is sinful. That's a lot of hogwash."
"I've got a wild idea," he told her. "How would you like to have sex with two guys?"
For a moment Marilyn was stunned into silence. She hardly knew how to respond.
"You mean an orgy!" she asked, lowering her voice and looking away from him.
"Don't lower your eyes," he objected, "look up. An orgy is something fantastic! Imagine getting two cocks. I can be sliding it into your mouth, while my buddy is sliding it into your asshole. Or maybe you would prefer having him ramming it into your pussy."
"Don't talk that way," she said. "You're getting me horny to fuck."
"I'm glad to hear that," he told her, "that's why I've been talking this way. You would go wild over my friend, Cliff. He has a cock that won't quit."
"You mean Cliff Smith?" she asked in disbelief. "He's considered the wildest guy in school. I've avoided him."
"You were stupid," he chuckled. "Cliff has a cock that won't quit. It's nine fucking inches long. And it's thick and hard. He went off with one chick so often that she called him a repeater peter. You know who I mean. Susie, the little gal who likes to fuck everybody."
"I know her," she said, "Susie's that gal who came from Bolivia. And she's been nothing but trouble. She is carrying on with a lot of guys who are going steady. I don't approve of something like that."
"Ah," he laughed, "you've got your morals."
"Doesn't everybody?" Marilyn asked him bluntly. "You can't just do anything."
"Oh, yes you can," he laughed. "For example, what's stopping us from charging? If we had a group of guys get together, let's say ten guys, and each guy gave ten bucks, you'd make a hundred dollars. All you'd have to do was give them quickie blow jobs."
For a flash the idea of having a series of cocks thrusting into her mouth appealed to her. It would be intriguing to see what each young boy would be like. She could finger their balls, feel of their ass and suck their juice. But just as soon as the pleasure of it all raced before her eyes, she realized it would be a horrible thing.
"You're talking terrible, Wally," Marilyn complained. "I'm your sister. You've got to have a little respect for me."
"I do have a little respect for you," he laughed. "Let me see if Cliff is home today."
"You mean you want him to screw me today?" she gulped in disbelief.
"Why are you so surprised?"
"But look at all the fucking around you did last night," she reminded him.
"That was last night!" he winked, "my balls are agitated again."
"You must be oversexed," Marilyn informed her brother flatly. "You ought to see a doctor about that."
"Don't worry," he said, "I'm not seeing nobody. I'm plenty happy that I can give a good fuck. And I don't have to worry about getting lots of juice in my balls."
It was an exciting idea to her to contemplate. When her brother Wally went to the phone and called up Cliff, she was as eager for action as Wally was.
"Hi, Cliff," Wally began.
"Don't tell him who it is," she said as she whispered eagerly to him so he wouldn't reveal her identity.
"I got a gal over here I think we can have a good time with," he began. "Dad's busy today, he's playing tennis and he's got a luncheon engagement. That means it'll probably stretch into late this afternoon. How would you like to come over and entertain a chick with me?"
Even though his buddy demanded the identity of the girl he would be getting involved with, Wally wisely didn't reveal it. Nevertheless, Cliff was intrigued.
"AH right," Cliff said, "I guess I can come over."
When Cliff did arrive it had all been set up in advance. Marilyn had told her brother that she thought it would be clever idea for her to wear a wig in the bedroom and be lying on the bed stark naked. It worked pretty well, for Cliff didn't instantly identify who she was. However, as he looked closer he recognized Marilyn.
"This is your sister," Cliff complained.
"So what's wrong with that?" Marilyn asked softly. "Don't I look good enough to eat?"
"You look delicious, baby," Cliff admitted, "but it just ain't normal."
"Who says so?" Wally asked him anxiously. "There's nothing wrong with fucking your sister when she's built like Marilyn is."
"You've got a point there," Cliff said as he found his lust building.
It didn't take Marilyn long to entice him. She patted the bed for Cliff to come over and sit down beside her. The next thing Cliff knew, her hands were over his crotch and she was massaging his balls.
"I guess you can play with me," he said, "you're not my sister."
"I'll reach right in there and pull out that nine-inch cock," she teased.
Unzipping his fly, she reached in and pulled out Cliffs huge shaft. She stroked it gingerly as he got more and more excited.
"That feels good," he told her. "Keep playing with me, baby."
She continued playing with him, getting him more and more excited every moment. Finally, Marilyn bent over and let her tongue lightly touch the tip of his shaft.
"Wow!" he panted. "You give great head."
Marilyn was excited at the prospect of getting to blow him and love him all over that she decided that she would give him action when he took a shower first.
"Get in the shower," she laughed, "then we can have a lot of fun."
"What if I don't want to take a shower first?" Cliff posed the question.
"You will," she teased.
He nodded as he got to his feet. He took off his sweatshirt, and then unfastened his belt. When he pulled down his pants she got a look at his cock and his balls. Indeed his cock was enormous.
"Get me the ruler, Wally," Marilyn told her brother.
"Don't you believe it's that long?" Wally asked her.
"Have you been telling your sister how long my prick is?" he chuckled.
"Yes," he said, "what's wrong with that?"
"I can do my own advertising," Cliff said.
When Cliff had taken off his shoes and socks, he stood there stark naked.
"I want you to wash me off in the shower," he told her.
"Sure, lover," Marilyn said, getting to her feet.
Cliff reached for her wig and took it off.
"You don't need that," he said. "You look beautiful without any wig on."
When they were in the shower, Wally got a charge out of looking at her.
"It is fun just watching you two in the shower," he said as his cock began getting a hard-on.
"I'm gonna wash all over," she warned him, "so I can lick you all over."
"You do everything?" Cliff smiled in his sexiest manner. "Do you eat ass?"
"Sure I do," she grinned.
Turning around, she took the soap and washed his buttocks. Slipping the soap between his ass cheeks, she washed his asshole.
"That feels funny," Cliff said as he turned around and pulled the soap away from her. Immediately he began soaping her bosoms. As the lather built he got a big charge out of seeing the soap suds framing her red nipples.
"Wash my pussy, too," she said, "I want you to eat it."
"Sure, baby," he said, "that should be an awfully nice assignment."
"She's great pussy eating," Wally winked.
"Don't tell me you've eaten her snatch," Cliff shook his head in disbelief.
"Couldn't help myself," he said, "too tempting.".
It was becoming glaringly obvious to Cliff that Wally was hung up on his sister. And he could easily see why. When he finished washing her pussy, he washed her asshole, too.
"Now, baby," he said, "let's get rolling. I can hardly wait to enjoy you."
Wally was going to neglect his shower until his sister told him, "If you want to have more sex with me, you'd better take a shower, too. I'm a real particular girl."
"I can see you are," Cliff smiled, drying her body off.
Obediently, Wally got in the shower and began washing. Realizing he had to wash himself off he almost wondered whether or not he had been a fool to invite his buddy over. He could enjoy her alone. Yet, as he saw the two of them playing around together he recognized the fact that there was plenty of sexual excitement just observing them.
It didn't take Cliff long to get on the bed with Marilyn.
"Get on your back," he said, "and I'll show you how it's done."
She lay on her back while she felt him straddle her. He let his ass cheeks crush down on her bosoms. She loved the feel of his buttocks on her breasts. Pointing his mammoth male member at her lips he told her, "If you're a good girl I'll let you suck it. But first I want you to lick my ass."
The idea of watching beautiful blue-eyed Marilyn with her blonde hair grabbing his thighs and pulling his ass to her mouth appealed to him. It didn't take Marilyn long to do her thing. When she had his ass over her face she thrust her tongue forward and started licking. The excitement got Cliff so stimulated he had to reach for his prick and pull on it
"Keep that up," he begged her. "Oh, yes, I like that. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, do me."
Her hot tongue not only swept around the asshole, but soon stiffened and plunged forward. As Cliff felt Marilyn's tongue stabbing up his asshole he moved up and down.
"Oh, wow!" she panted, "that's fantastic. Keep it up. Don't stop for anything. Oh, ah, yes, yes, I like that. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Keep it going."
The fantastic pleasure that she experienced was driving her out of her mind with frenzied delight.
"Suck my ass," he panted, "suck it, baby, suck it. That's what I want. Suck it. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Eat my ass out."
It became so stimulating for her brother, Wally who was watching on the side, that he had no alternative but to reach for his hard penis and start pumping. The two boys were pumping in a rhythmic cadence that made Marilyn marvel. Apparently, she could stimulate the two men. And this excited her. She spared nothing as her hot tongue surged back and forth, in and out of his hot twisting asshole.
"Eat my ass," he begged her, "eat it. That's what I want, baby. Eat it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, suck my sweet ass."
Marilyn loved the feel of his balls bouncing up and down around her nose. She could hardly wait for the moment when she would have the opportunity to lick them, to suck them into her mouth. Then she would take the magic journey from the base of his penis to the top of its head. That moment when she could let her mouth slip over the huge head of his shaft and suck. This was what she wanted. The hot cream spurting into her mouth from those big balls.
"Oh," he gasped, "come on, baby. Keep stabbing your tongue up there. You're doing it just right. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
Just as he was about to tell her to pull her tongue out of his asshole and start licking his balls, the phone rang. Wally, not thinking clearly, picked up the phone.
"Hi, Dad," Wally began.
The moment she thought of her father, she couldn't continue. She pulled her tongue out of his behind and listened.
"Sure, Dad, we can get dinner ourselves," Wally told his father.
"Don't worry about it, Dad," he continued, "we can take care of ourselves. Have a good time. I'm glad you met someone you like."
When Marilyn thought of her father's attentions being turned to some other female, she found herself getting jealous. She couldn't understand it. Here she had Wally and she was entertaining Cliff in a most intimate manner. But the thought of her father having another female had her flashing green with envy.
"Who's he going out with?" she demanded of her brother.
"He said he met some stewardess named Julie," he said, "and he wanted to have dinner with her."
"That's neato," Cliff interjected, "your dad has to swing with somebody."
"Those stewardesses are a cheap lot," she said, "I know all about them."
"You sound like you're jealous," Cliff chuckled.
Realizing that she dare not give the truth away, she immediately tried to cover up.
"Jealous of my dad having a good time?" she laughed, "that's absurd! I'm happy he can have some fun. Why shouldn't he find some woman. Mom isn't here. He has to have somebody."
It was difficult to tell if she was arguing for or against her father having someone else. Wally couldn't understand it and Cliff couldn't either. Momentarily, their wild sex orgy had been interrupted. That was the thing that bothered Cliff.
"Get on with it," Cliff complained, "I want my screw."
CHAPTER 5
Marilyn was only too eager to continue. Her young lover was dangling his sweaty balls over her face.
"Lick my nuts," he insisted.
Gingerly letting her tongue slide along his testicles, he continued pumping his penis. He got a charge out of watching her brother as he pulled on his cock and cupped his balls with his other hand.
"This is the way you do it," Cliff said, "you make him eat it."
Cliff was proud of himself. It was obvious to her that he had good reason to be proud. For his balls were large and his cock was indeed thick and long.
"Suck me now," he insisted, "suck me!" The hard cock jabbed into her mouth and she began licking the head of it.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "that is fantastic. Keep it up. Suck it."
It wasn't going to be much longer now and Cliff knew it
"Eat that prick," he panted, "eat it."
The hot cock jabbed into her mouth, still farther. She felt it touching the back of her throat. It thrilled Cliff to have his penis being massaged with the back of her throat. She moved back and forth to accommodate him.
"Your sister gives good head," Cliff smiled as he thrust in and out of her mouth. Wally was getting stimulated at the sight of his saliva-slickened penis as he pumped it in and out of Marilyn's mouth. Marilyn's lips fastened on it as he pulled back and forth.
"Massage my ass, honey," he told her.
Marilyn's hands worked on his buttocks. He loved the feel of her squeezing and pinching his behind.
"Make her fuck your asshole," Wally suggested as he pumped faster.
It became obvious to Cliff that Wally was matching his pace with his hand action. But it didn't bother him. He was uninhibited, and delighted that they could enjoy an orgy.
"Fuck my asshole," he demanded of Marilyn.
Parting his ass cheeks, Marilyn gingerly slid a finger to his tight anal opening. It didn't take her long to slowly slide it in there.
"Fuck it," he demanded, "fuck."
The excitement that he was experiencing now was building. For he enjoyed the feel of her finger gliding up his tight anal channel while his cock thrust in and out of her mouth.
"You're going to get a good load, honey," he told her, "so get set for the big explosion."
She could hardly wait for the moment when she would taste him. Now and then he would drip a couple drops of cum. But she was waiting for the gusher. That creamy white hot fluid that would make her tingle with excitement.
"Oh," Cliff groaned in delight as he felt her finger reaching farther up his asshole.
"Fuck me," he panted, "fuck me. Eat my prick. Suck my juice. Go after it, baby. There's a big load in there for you."
Marilyn knew this. That was precisely why her head bobbed up and down in a rhythmic cadence on his cock.
"Suck it off," she begged, "suck, baby, suck."
The hot cream exploded in her mouth. She gulped greedily, and at the same instant her brother felt his balls tingle. It was all he could do from spurting his cream in his hand.
But he didn't want to do this. He wanted to shoot off in her mouth. However, at this moment she was preoccupied with Cliffs mammoth cock. Her cheeks sucked in as she ate him.
"Suck it out," he panted, "suck, baby, suck."
The hot juice finally splashed and she gulped greedily. He had a sweet creamy taste and she loved it.
"Eat me," he begged, "swallow it."
He didn't have to tell her, for Marilyn was only too anxious to suck his cock and eat his cream. As the thick sperm shot down her throat she pulled back so she could get more of it in her mouth.
"You're a wild cock-sucker," Cliff panted, "you really like it. Oh, baby, I'll give you all you want," he sighed.
The hot cream gushed out of his cock. He was thrilled that he had found a girl who enjoyed sucking as much as he enjoyed shooting.
When he had finished, he slowly eased himself out Some of his cum had landed on her chin. She reached down with her tongue to lick that off, too.
"You're a good girl, Marilyn," Cliff said as he rolled over and lay down. It didn't take Wally long to take advantage of the opportunity.
"Hey, sis," he panted, "I want you to eat me next."
Hurrying over to him, he straddled her. Pointing his penis at her mouth he waited for her to open.
"Hurry up," he told her, "I want you to eat me."
She hardly had time to catch her breath before another big cock was thrusting into her mouth. Marilyn closed her eyes as she felt her brother's balls slapping on her chin. She was in sexual ecstasy now as she sucked Wally to climax. Her hands played about his behind as she sucked. She loved the feel of his flexing ass cheeks as he thrust forward in regular rhythmic strokes.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my juice, baby."
"Oh, ah, I'm cuming! Suck the juice out of it Suck my prick off."
It was amazing to Cliff how hard he was getting just watching. He knew he had to fuck her. He loved the sight of her upturned ass and determined he was going to have her asshole.
"Get it all out" Wally insisted, "every drop. Suck me."
Marilyn didn't have to be told to eat her brother's prick juice. She enjoyed it immensely. She was beginning to discover that there was a definite taste variation from man to man. Comparing her brother's cum with her father's and with Cliffs juicy cock, she realized she preferred Cliff.
She hoped Cliff would give her a good time but not much trouble with his cock sliding into her asshole.
"Have you got something I can use on my cock?" Cliff smiled. "I want to ram this prick of mine up your tight asshole, honey."
"Just a minute," Wally smiled, "I'll get the butter out of the refrigerator."
"Great," he said, "just like they do it in the movies. I guess you saw that show where Brando uses butter to get his tool ready to stick up that cute French girl's behind."
"Oh, yes," Marilyn smiled, "it was such a great movie. I bribed the boy at the door to let me see it"
"Yep," Cliff smiled, "The Last Tango in Paris. They should have called it the Last Ass-fuck in Paris."
A moment later Wally returned with a cube of butter.
"How will this do?" he smiled.
"Great," Cliff agreed.
Peeling back the foil wrapper of the butter cube, he began slipping it around the head of his shaft.
"Now use some around my asshole, too," she insisted.
"Sure," he agreed.
Applying his finger to her behind with the lubrication, she wiggled about.
"You are tight all right," Cliff grinned, contemplating the thrills he would get out of driving his rock-hard cock up her tight asshole.
"Maybe I could give you some action," Wally suggested, "while he is fucking your asshole."
"What could you do?" she asked curiously.
"I could be eating your snatch while he's fucking your ass," Wally chuckled.
"If you want to," she agreed, getting excited as she let her imagination focus on the thrills of having her brother's tongue sliding into her pussy while her lover was driving his cock up her rectum.
It didn't take Cliff long to mount her. Pressing his penis hard against her ass cheeks, he rolled back and forth.
"I could just fuck your ass cheeks," he laughed. "It feels sensational."
"Hurry up and get that cock up my asshole," she complained. "I want to feel it riding me."
"I'll give it to you, don't worry," Cliff said as he reached down to part her ass cheeks gently. With a hard, driving thrust he pushed forward. His huge well buttered cock slipped in smoothly.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
He loved the sight of his slippery penis plunging in and out of her grinding asshole. A moment later he got a charge out of looking in the mirror and seeing her brother, Wally, beneath her. Wally was clutching her ass cheeks as he plunged his tongue into her vagina. Between the two of them they were giving her a fuck she would not soon forget. She loved the exciting lashing of his tongue against her love button while his buddy, Cliff, stabbed his cock high up her rectum. It was amazing to her what thrills could be experienced in an orgy. All of sudden she imagined she had her father back with her. She could almost feel his huge shaft plunging into her mouth. She would enjoy another man and she knew sometime she had to experience three men at one time.
"Fuck me," she cried frantically. "I want it all. Ram it up my asshole. That's the way I like it. Keep screwing me."
Cliffs hands squeezed her ass cheeks as he guided her. Watching in the mirror, he enjoyed it more every moment. For he could see Wally's pink tongue stabbing her vagina.
"You're a great ass fuck," he panted, "keep twisting. Grab it with your ass muscles! Yes, baby, yes. That's what I want."
Cliffs sweaty balls bounced on her ass cheeks as she pushed back to meet his advancing ass stabs.
"Fuck it," he cried frantically, "fuck, baby, fuck. Now. Now. Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's the way to do it Keep fucking!"
There was no stopping them now as he rammed in to her.
"I want it baby," Cliff gasped. "Yes, baby, all the way up there. That's it. You really have a tight ass. Keep fucking."
She knew she was nearing climax. The flicking tongue of her brother, Wally, was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
"Eat my pussy,, ' she panted, "eat it Eat it."
It disturbed Cliff to think that for one moment she was distracted from his huge cock. It was a challenge to his ego.
"Fuck my cock," he panted, "fuck, baby. Twist it for me. Oh, like that! Yes, yes, more, baby, more."
He wouldn't stop now for anything. He was so hot he knew he was about to explode.
"Fuck it," he gasped excitedly, "fuck, baby, fuck!"
Plunging into the hilt he felt himself exploding high up her rectum. She twisted around as she felt herself juicing. Her brother, Wally, was on the receiving end of a gusher. Wally wasn't going to stop for anything now. He was turned on and determined to get his charges.
"Fuck it!" he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck. Give it to me. I want it."
With cum rushing up her asshole, and her own pussy juice spurting in a steady stream into her brother's mouth, she realized she was experiencing a momentous moment.
"This is too much," she sighed, "I can't stand it Oh, wow!"
Both young men felt proud of themselves. They had given her the wild ride she required to tame her down.
"You're a tremendous ass fuck," Cliff said. "You probably are oversexed. But don't worry about it. Wally and I can cool your wagon any time."
"I've got an idea," Cliff suggested, "why don't we have a motel orgy? She could take on ten guys at ten bucks each and make us some money. The motel would cost twenty. We'd have to give her at least sixty. We each could make ten."
"You're generous," she smiled, "why don't you split and take fifteen each. That would still give me fifty."
"You'd go along with it?" Wally asked her.
For a moment she hesitated. Then all too vividly she recalled what her father had told her about her mother. If her mother could do it, it somehow seemed right. In a way she wished her father had never told her that her mother had whored about
"Sure I'll do it," she said, "set it up."
"It'll be easy," Cliff smiled. "There are plenty of studs who are eager to get their rocks off with a good head job. Only you must wear your wig. Put on a little make-up so they can't tell who you are."
"I'll be glad to cooperate," she said as she reached for Cliffs penis. She massaged it gently. Finding a resting place for her head on his thigh she looked up at him.
"You do have a great cock, Cliff," she said.
"Don't put your tongue on it any more," he said, "I don't want you to drain my dick."
"Don't worry, baby," she said, "I was just curious about something. Are you man enough to eat my pussy now?"
"If you want me to," he told her.
"Great," Wally smiled, "and while you're eating her snatch she can suck my cock off."
It didn't take her long to get into position. She got up from her resting place on his thigh and straddled him. Pressing her vagina over his mouth she smiled as she fingered his hair.
"Suck my pussy," she panted, "go ahead, Cliff. Stick your tongue up there and lick."
Cliff wasted no time in plunging his tongue in her vagina. He licked with vigorous movements. She loved the sensation of his hands grasping her ass cheeks. A moment later her brother stood in the bed. Pointing his penis at her mouth, he commanded, "Suck my cock off. As long as you're gonna take on ten studs you'd better get used to it."
She was going out of her mind as he thrust his penis in and out of her mouth, rubbing it nervously against the back of her throat. At the same time she enjoyed the feel of Cliffs tongue slipping in and out of her vagina in rhythmic jabs.
"Oh, baby," Wally panted, "you're bringing me there. I can't stand it. Suck it. Oh, can you make the money if you can give head like this."
Wally's hot sperm shot into her mouth. Greedily, his sister gulped his love juice. At the same instant his cuming triggered her own climax. Cliff got a mouthful as she juiced in multiple orgasms.
"Suck it, Cliff," he said, "suck."
Wally was discovering a new dimension of delight in participating in sexual activity with two other partners. The wild pleasure was producing electric waves of sexual delight in all three of them.
When Cliff finally pulled his tongue out of her snatch he patted her buttocks.
"Mighty good pussy," he said, "and we are going to have a ball at the orgy."
Moments later, Cliff got dressed and left her with her brother. Wally got to thinking that perhaps he was laying on too much.
"Did I do the wrong thing by suggesting we get together for an orgy?" he asked seriously.
"Of course not," she said, "I like to fuck. I like to suck. I want all the men I can get"
"You sound like you've flipped-out over sex," he said nervously.
"Flipped-out?" she shrugged. "What are you talking about? I've discovered myself. I'm oversexed. So what?"
CHAPTER 6
Her brother left her alone that afternoon and when her father came home that evening he had some surprising news.
"I'm going to bring home a gal I might marry," he told her proudly.
"What are you talking about, Daddy?" she demanded.
"I met a gal at a tennis match today who really turned me on," he told her. "That's nice," she said.
"I think it is, baby," he told her, "we can't have a rerun on what we did. That was sick and I'm sorry."
"I don't think it was sick and I'm not sorry," she said emphatically.
"Forgive me," he repeated and looked away.
He could see that his daughter was hurt. He decided it might be better to say nothing more to her about what he had in mind. She went to bed early that night and tossed and turned. She lived over the events of the day and the previous night. She was tormented and wished she could kill herself. As she tossed and turned in her bed, her father listened down the hall. He couldn't sleep and he went to the living room to watch the late night show. When his son came in, he asked him bluntly, "Where have you been so late?"
"What's it to you, dad?" Wally said quietly. "No way to talk to your father," he cut back angrily.
"I'm a man now," he said, "I'm sixteen going on eighteen."
"You've got a lot to learn, Wally," his father said, trying not to make an issue out of it as his son went to bed. It was obvious to him that he had been drinking. He was grateful that he drank beer and was thankful that he hadn't taken up smoking pot or worse.
All night long Marilyn had difficulty sleeping. Finally, as morning came she did fall asleep. Just as she was in a sound sleep the alarm went off. She realized it was time to go to school. It really burned her up to think she had been awake all night and now that she could sleep, couldn't.
The school day went smoothly until the noon lunch break. Cliff, wearing dark glasses, came over to her. He spoke like a small-time hood.
"Got it all set up for Saturday night, beautiful," he told her.
"I've changed my mind," she said quietly.
"You can't do that to me," Cliff said in a hoarse whisper.
"What're you going to do about it?" she said as she shrugged and walked off.
Cliff wasn't taking no for an answer. Following her, he boomed, "You're gonna be sorry, do you understand?"
"I can't hear you," she informed him flatly.
"You listen and listen good," he told her tightly.
"I'm not married to you," she said, "and I don't have to do anything you tell me. Do you understand me?"
"You betcha I do. But you've got it all wrong, baby," he retorted.
Just then, she ran into her brother. The moment she met him, he joined with Cliff in telling her what a great orgy he had planned.
"Wally," how could you think of such a thing?"
"You agreed," he reminded her.
"I guess I did," she admitted.
The more she thought about it the more she realized there was no way out. Finally, she broke into laughter.
"Why not?" she said. "As long as you don't tell anybody it's me."
"Somebody is bound to recognize you," Cliff smiled. "That wig can't hide your beautiful blue eyes."
"Well if they're not ashamed of anything, why should I be?" she finally blurted.
Both boys realized they had won a victory. And they left her alone. When she went home that afternoon after school she was troubled and sad. Her reputation would be ruined. From now on she knew that she was going to go down, down, down. Wally didn't come home for dinner that evening. Instead he phoned and said he was eating at a girl friend's place. This made her jealous. When her father came in he tried to console her.
"Why do you feel so bad, honey?" he asked, thinking perhaps she was grieving over the fact that he had found another woman he was considering marrying.
"Oh, nothing," she said evasively.
"Something is bothering you," he insisted.
"If you must know," she said, "I don't see why you have to get married again. Didn't you learn from the way mom treated you?"
"What do you mean?" her father asked her, not quite sure what she wanted to say.
"Women can't be trusted," she said, "at least not for very long. We get bored with the same old action."
"Did you get bored with me?" he asked in an amused way, a smile playing about his lips.
"What if I should tell you I did?" she asked.
"I wouldn't believe you," he told her. "I gave you a good time and you know I did."
"Too good a time," she admitted, "that's all I've been able to think of, Daddy. I want to have sex with you again."
Her father was so eager for sex he couldn't resist her hands. She was reaching over from where she was sitting on the sofa and massaging his cock.
"Do you want to take it out and play with it?" he smiled at her.
"Can I, Daddy?" Marilyn asked eagerly.
"If it means that much to you, yes," he said. "But we had better go up to my bedroom. If your brother comes home and finds us that wouldn't be nice."
"No, it wouldn't," Marilyn giggled as she thought about the fact her brother was playing with her, too.
She followed her father up the stairs to his bedroom. He carefully locked the door and then began undressing. It was an exciting moment for her as she saw him unfastening his shirt and taking off his pants. She loved the bulge in his crotch.
"Let me take your shorts off, Daddy," Marilyn said breathlessly.
Going over to her father, she pulled down his shorts. As his gigantic penis flipped into view, she stroked it.
"I really dig your cock, Daddy," she said. "I'm going to get on my knees und show you just how much I love it."
Before he could say another word his daughter who was down to her panties and bra dropped to her knees. She gripped her father's ass cheeks as he maneuvered his penis to her mouth.
"Open up your mouth," he panted, "and take my cock in."
Marilyn didn't have to be told to open her mouth. She could hardly wait to accept his huge shaft. As the huge saliva-slickened cock pulled in and out of her mouth, she watched.
She enjoyed the sight of her father's swinging testicles. It thrilled her to feel of his smooth buttocks as he stabbed her face with his manhood.
"That feels so good," he panted, "oh, baby, eat me."
His hard cock plunged savagely down her throat. At this point she reached for his ass cheeks. Squeezing them, she finally parted his ass. Then she plunged a finger up his asshole and finger-fucked him while he drove his dick down her throat.
"Hang tight, baby," he panted, "I'm cuming!"
At this point the hot cream flooded her face. She couldn't get it all and some of it dripped to the corner of her mouth.
Her father tasted delicious to her. When he had finished shooting he pulled out. He was surprised himself that his cock didn't go down.
"You really had a hard-on, didn't you, Daddy?" Marilyn grinned up at him.
"You know it, baby," he told her.
Marilyn got to her feet. She pulled off her panties and her bra. Going over to the bed she stretched out luxuriously.
"Daddy," she said, "do you think you could take me on for another round?"
She was parting her legs and massaging her pussy as she looked up at him.
"I've got to have you again," he panted, as he came over to the bed and straddled her. She reached for his cock and stroked it. It was still erect and she was sure that he could give her another sensational fuck.
Plunging his penis into her vagina, she used her pussy muscles to massage him.
"You're doing it just like your mom used to," he smiled happily.
"How do you mean, Daddy?"
"Your mom used to snap her pussy like that. You know what I mean. You grab my prick and then you release it. The alternating action is the thing that gives me such a fantastic feeling."
Every second he was becoming more and more turned on.
"Wow!" she panted, "that is fantastic. I love it when you ram it in there."
He was wasting no time now as he gave her what she wanted. Her hands were all over his back as he pumped to her.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!"
She threw her legs over his. In this locked-leg position he could get still better thrust.
"That's the way I like it," he grunted, "hang tight, baby, You're going to have a wild ride."
He was telling her the truth. For he was determined to give her something she would never forget.
"Oh," she groaned in delight as he stabbed into her vigorously.
The next thing she knew his chest was crushing down on her bosoms. She loved the feel of his chest pressing hard against her soft breasts. She moved back and forth to titillate him some more. Her hands reached for his buttocks as she massaged them and squeezed them.
"I'm almost there," he panted, "hang in."
She contributed all that she knew how to add to his pleasure. She wiggled her ass and then she felt him shooting.
"I'm cuming," he groaned in delight. "I'm cuming, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, I made it!"
She squeezed the hot cream out of his cock. Then he withdrew. Some of his juice dribbled down on her leg.
"Daddy," she smiled, "do I fuck as good as mother?"
"Don't mention her," he said, "it's just you and me, baby. Don't ever mention mom."
"I'm sorry," Marilyn said, lowering her eyes.
Her father went to the bathroom. Suddenly she decided it would be great fun to have a bath and watch him bathe her.
"Can I come in, Daddy?" she asked him.
She heard the sound of the toilet flushing and then he told her, "All right."
Going into the bathroom she went over the tub and bent over.
"Don't bend over like that," he warned her. "I might want to start an invasion on the rear," he smiled.
"Oh, Daddy, you're funny," she said, "I just thought I would draw a bath and you could soap me."
"I'll join you in the tub," he told her.
Marilyn looked at her father as he came over to the tub and gently stroked her ass cheeks.
"Daddy," she said, "if you keep doing that you'll get hot and want to screw me again. You've had enough."
He didn't reply but he knew he could never get enough of his beautiful fifteen-year-old daughter's body. He craved her more and more.
When the tub was full she got in and he joined her. As they sat facing each other, she reached between his legs for his penis.
"Let me play with it," she said, "I want to wash it and finger your balls."
"You can do anything with it you want," he smiled happily.
It was wonderful to see how excited his cock made his daughter. It made him feel proud and manly that someone was so eager to touch him there.
Marilyn massaged him with a bar of soap under water and he got hard again. Then dropping his penis she reached for his balls and massaged them, too.
"Honey," he said, "I don't want you to get me any more excited. I'll have to fuck you if you play with me any more. Let me wash your body."
"All right, Daddy," she agreed.
Dropping his balls reluctantly, she sat up. As she did so he glimpsed her beautiful full round bosoms. Reaching out he lightly squeezed them.
"That feels so good," she exclaimed. He washed her bosoms and reached down to her vagina.
"You know what I'd like to do?" he smiled at her.
"No, Daddy," she said, "tell me!"
"I'd like to fuck you right here in the water."
"Oh, Daddy," she said, "you shouldn't do it in the water."
"Why not?" he said huskily as the thought of screwing her in the bathtub got him more and more stimulated.
"It just wouldn't be right," she said.
"It would be a perfect place to give you an ass fuck," he told her.
"I don't know if we should, Daddy."
"Try it, baby, get on all fours."
Even though she wasn't high on the idea, Marilyn did as he requested. He reached for a bar of soap and lathered down his cock and then soaped her ass. With ease, he thrust his slippery penis between her ass cheeks and up her asshole.
"Oh, woiv!" she panted, "I like that!"
His wet hands reached for her slippery bosoms. As he rolled in and out he guided her in her movements.
"Hang in, honey," he told her, "and grind your ass around. Fuck off!"
Releasing his grip on her bosoms he reached for her ass cheeks as he fucked away. He watched his soapy penis sliding in and out of her slick tight asshole.
"Put your back to me, honey," he told her, "that's what I want. Now, yes!"
Marilyn was pushing her slippery ass back to him as he stabbed with vigor and delight.
"Fuck off!" he panted. "Oh, baby, you're tremendous. What a tight ass you've got."
The tightness of her asshole appealed to him. It was one of the best fucks he ever had. He loved the sound of his wet slapping balls as they bounced on her buttocks.
Marilyn realized her participation was essential. She gripped his cock tightly in her asshole.
"I'm cuming!" he panted. "Grab it with your ass. Oh, baby, fuck. One more time. Yes, yes!"
The hot cream spurted up her rectum.
"Oh baby, fuck off!" he panted as he thrust his cock into the hilt and his balls exploded more creamy cum.
Throwing his head back and forth in dizzy delight as he finished his fucking of her asshole, he told her, "You've given me the greatest fucking thrills a man ever had."
"I'm glad, Daddy," she said, with little-girl innocence that made her fucking all the more sensational.
Finally, he withdrew and patting her buttocks in appreciation, he dried off. She got out of the tub and he looked at her with love and adoration. Wrapping his arms around her he kissed her passionately. She was convinced that he did love her. She was thrilled that it was more than sex.
CHAPTER 7
Saturday night came all too quick for Marilyn. She was hardly prepared for what she faced. Her brother, Wally, tried to be as helpful as he knew how.
"You're really going to enjoy this place," he told her. "We got two rooms. And in one room they've got a color TV with fuck films. That will get them all stimulated."
"I don't know whether I want them all stimulated," Marilyn said reluctantly.
"Don't be that way," her brother said testily. "Are you liberated or not?"
"I don't know whether I'm that liberated or not," Marilyn admitted.
It was becoming obvious to him that he had better do some quick persuasion.
"I'll tell you the truth," Wally said softly, "you're the best fuck I ever had. And that's saying a lot."
"Considering how much you've played around, Wally, I guess it is," Marilyn mused.
It was time to go to the motel and Wally decided he would use a little brotherly persuasion.
"Give me a kiss," he smiled, " a kiss before screwing."
She held him tightly to her and wished that he would settle for having sex with-her and not pawning her off to ten of his buddies.
There was no way out now and she knew it. Even though she was determined to go through with it she still wished something would come up that would make it possible for her to get out of it all.
It didn't appear that would happen.
"What shall I wear?" she asked him.
"You don't have to worry about that," he said, "you'll be tripping around that motel bare assed naked."
"At least I'm going to put on a wig and some false eyelashes," Marilyn insisted.
Going to her bedroom she put on her wig. Just as she was about to put on her eyelashes, her father stepped in.
"Have a good time tonight, honey," he told her.
"You, too, Dad," she said.
When he observed her putting on the false eyelashes he was curious to know where she was going.
"Who are you going with tonight?" he questioned her.
"With me," Wally said, as he entered the room quickly.
"I guess you'll be safe with your brother," he said.
"We're just going to a flick," Wally told his father.
"Why are you getting so dressed up just to go to a movie?"
"Don't worry about it, Daddy," she said, "I don't worry about you, maybe I should."
He gulped as he didn't want his son to have any idea there was something between them.
"Take care," he said, getting away as quickly as he knew how.
It was obvious to him that he was going to face problems. Plenty of problems. When he was gone, Wally and Marilyn made a hasty exit.
"Dad delayed us," he complained. "We're gonna be late."
"Well don't drive like a maniac on the freeway," she warned him.
She got into his car and he suggested that she give him a blow job while he was driving her to the motel.
"I don't want to," she objected.
"Well you'd better, sis," he explained. "I don't want any of those at school to catch on I'm having sex with my sister."
"All right," she agreed.
It bothered her to muss up her hair and she removed her wig as she bent down beneath the steering wheel to get at his cock.
Unzipping his fly she reached in to pull out his penis.
"It's hard already," he smiled proudly.
"It didn't take long, did it?" she observed.
It was becoming obvious to him that she was eager for sex. And he was just as anxious to accommodate her lustful desires. She stroke his long penis with her tongue. She whipped it around the head and she got so excited over contemplating his load that she forgot about the steering wheel and gave her head a nasty bump.
"Ouch," Marilyn complained.
"Don't get carried away," he told her.
"This is no damned place to give a blow job," she said angrily.
"Hurry up," he complained, "we're almost there. I've got to get my rocks off."
Realizing that she had little or no alternative she slipped her mouth over the head of his shaft and started slowly sucking. The harder she sucked, the harder he got. She could taste him starting to cum.
"Suck it," he panted, "suck it, baby, suck."
It pleased her to reach for his balls and pull them out. She massaged his balls while she ate his cock.
"Oh, wow!" he panted, "does that ever feel good. Keep it up, honey."
She couldn't move her head very far as the space beneath the steering wheel wouldn't permit it. She developed a suction with the head of his shaft that had him so hot she knew that soon he would be exploding. His hot cock exploded in her mouth.
"Suck it off," he panted, "suck, baby, suck."
The hot cream spurted from the head of his cock. She gulped it greedily.
"Oh," Wally groaned in delight, "keeping sucking. Yes, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Suck it all out."
The pleasure he was experiencing now was driving him ape.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," he panted, "oh, yes, get the juice. Suck it all out."
Marilyn completed the task. It pleased him no end that she enjoyed it so much.
She pulled herself off him reluctantly. They were just turning off the freeway now and she knew she had to be prepared for what was to follow. Pulling the wig from the back seat she put it back on her head and tried to straighten it as best she could with the hand mirror.
"You look great," he told her, "don't worry about a thing. Those studs aren't going to be looking at your hair. They're gonna be watching your mouth. They're gonna watch your cheeks suck in while you eat their pricks. That's what they dig."
All at once she realized she didn't have the money. She wondered if her brother and Cliff would take the cash and forget her.
"When do I get my loot?" she asked.
"You haven't even blown them yet and you're asking about the money," he chuckled.
"I'm not counting on those cats giving five cents after they've gotten their rocks off," she said testily. "You get that cash in advance, do you understand?"
"Sure," he said, "I wasn't born yesterday."
He was parking at the Seawind Motel. And as she got out she couldn't help observe the flashing sign that announced "Water Beds and Adults Films on Color TV."
"What kind of motel is this?" she demanded.
Her eyes wandered about as she saw young women being accompanied by older men going to the different motel rooms.
"This is a real groovy motel," he chuckled, "real groovy."
"Yeah," she said. "It's a fucking whorehouse."
"Naughty, naughty," he laughed. "You shouldn't say such things."
"Well it's the truth," she said, "why don't you admit it?"
Wally laughed as he saw how up-tight his sister was getting. She was determined to get it over with as quickly as possible.
"I just want that money in advance. Before I suck off one cock, I'm getting my cash."
"All right, all right," he agreed.
When they got into the motel room Cliff met them.
"We've got a great system going," Cliff said. "We were lucky enough to get two rooms. We figured we needed it with all of us."
"Ten studs," she said, "that represents one hundred bucks. I want my sixty bucks."
"Well it won't be sixty," Cliff said softly. The room cost thirty. And your brother and I get ten each. So you get fifty."
"I agreed to sixty," she said. "If somebody is going to take a cut it isn't going to be me."
Wally recognized he had to apply some psychology and fast.
"But, baby," he said, "we wanted you to have the privacy of our own room. Then you could take your time getting ready for the action. Otherwise, we would barge into one bedroom and all of the guys would be there and you wouldn't have time to strip alone."
She thought that over and it seemed to make sense.
"I guess that was thoughtful of you," she admitted.
"Sure it was," Wally smiled.
Wally and Cliff began undressing. She realized it was time to follow suit.
When she was down to her panties and bra a pang of remorse went through her.
"I don't know whether I can go through with this or not," she said tightly.
"You can't back out now," Cliff said.
Pulling off her bra she looked at her bosoms in the mirror. She lightly massaged them and smiled.
"All that glamour," Wally said, "shouldn't be wasted on one or two guys. You've got something to show, honey. You look like one of those centerfold models in Playboy."
"Do I really?" she turned around as she slid out of her panties and patted her pussy.
"You bet your sweet ass you do," Cliff said. "Mentioning that ass, I'd like to fuck it after the other cats have gotten their blow jobs. Your brother and I are going to stay here and have our good time when they're gone. No use letting this nice big water bed go to waste."
"I should really charge you both," she said quietly.
"We're acting as your agents," Wally laughed.
It didn't require much imagination for her to realize that she had to get into action soon. For the loud talk coming from the other bedroom indicated that the young studs were hot to get into her."
"The party better begin," Cliff said, "they're going nuts next door to get their rocks off." She smiled.
"What position do I get in?" she asked.
"Well you would get sore knees if you knelt while you blew ten guys," Wally smiled. "You'd better get on your back. They can ride your tits while they fuck your face."
"All right," she said, "let's get it over with."
The door was opened and one young boy came in.
"Marvin," Wally smiled, "how's that for a nice looking chick?"
Marvin's eyes bulged as he looked at Marilyn.
"She's beautiful," he admitted.
"She sure is," Cliff grinned, "and she's dying to eat your prick."
"Are you?" Marvin asked her.
"Haven't you heard about chicks who dig sperm?" she smiled. "They love to drink it."
"No," he admitted, "I haven't. But if you want to suck my juice out, you're out, you're welcome to it."
He realized that it was time for him to get into action.
"Over here, honey," she said, patting her breasts as she told him where to position himself.
Marvin straddled her. Resting his legs on either side of her, he slowly eased his buttocks down to her bosoms.
"You're gonna give me a real good time," she smiled.
With his penis pointed at her mouth, she opened.
"Suck me," he said, "suck my cock off." As he got more and more excited he became bolder.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat my dick."
She gladly took him on. He was so stimulated now he was trembling.
"That's it," he told her, "suck the juice out of it"
Marilyn's mouth moved smoothly over his penis head. She realized that with ten boys to take on she couldn't take too much time with preliminaries.
She massaged his flexing ass muscles as he fucked vigorously.
"Tell her to finger your asshole," Cliff suggested, getting a hard-on watching.
"Fuck my asshole," he told her.
Marilyn wasted no time in parting his firm young behind. Gingerly slipping a finger between his ass cheeks, she slowly eased her finger up his asshole. The sensation of having his prostate gland massaged while she sucked on his penis added greatly to his pleasure.
"Suck it off," he panted, "suck, baby, suck. That's how you do it. Suck that cock."
Marvin's balls jiggled as his saliva-slickened rod thrust in and out of her sensuous mouth.
"Eat it," he said, "swallow my sperm. Come on, sperm lover, suck that cock."
Marilyn felt him starting to juice. It triggered some wild tongue action on the head of his shaft. She dipped her tongue in the small slit at the top of his penis head and he exploded.
"Suck it out," he cried enthusiastically, "get the juice. I'm cuming. I'm shooting, baby. Get my cock juice."
Gladly, Marilyn accommodated him. Some of his cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth as he gushed. It was amazing how much of a load he could shoot. He recognized that he was shooting more than he ever had before. Undoubtedly, it was his erotic response to her magnificent mouth movements.
When she had finished sucking all of the cream out of his cock she pulled off and smiled up at him.
"Did you enjoy that, Marvin?"
"You bet I did," he assured her. "And now I'd like to eat you."
"That's not part of the deal," Cliff said. "She has agreed to ten blow jobs at ten bucks each."
"I read you," he said, "she has nine cocks to it go-As Marvin turned and walked away, she couldn't help admire his naked body and wished he could have plunged his cock into her pussy as well.
Marvin was hardly gone a moment when another boy burst in.
"This is Bruce," Cliff introduced him, "and he's got a nice joint. Little crooked but it'll fit in nicely."
Marilyn glanced at Brace's long cock. It was true it was at a slight angle. But it didn't make any difference to her.
"Come over here, Bruce," she told him.
Just then there was a knock on the door. The boys looked at each other and immediately Cliff seized the initiative.
"I'll put a towel around my waist," he said, "and catch the door. You guys hide in the closet."
CHAPTER 8
When Cliff had the towel safely wrapped around his waist, he opened the door just a crack.
"Who is it?" he asked abruptly.
"Well I thought this was the place where Myrtle was," a man said.
"Myrtle who?" he asked him.
"Myrtle Cordova," the drunk slurred.
"You've got the wrong room," he said.
He slammed the door and locked it.
"Come on out," he called to Bruce and Wally and Marilyn. The three of them came out of the closet.
"I was about to fuck her in the closet," Bruce smiled.
"We would have saved time," she said, "if I'd dropped to my knees and pulled your peter to my mouth. But it was in the dark."
"That wouldn't matter none to me," Bruce laughed.
Marilyn went over to the bed and lay on her back. Bruce got on her and immediately started sucking on her breast.
"Get off her," Cliff complained, "we had a deal. A blow job for ten bucks. Slip her your cock and let's get it over with."
The boys in the other bedroom were making plenty of racket. He decided he'd better quiet them down if they were to continue without trouble. Going over to the door, he pulled it open.
"Look you guys," he said, "do you want to get the heat on us? Relax. Just look at those dirty fuck films and take it cool."
The boys agreed and he closed the door. When he turned around he observed that Bruce was on the bed poised and ready. However, he had rolled over on his back.
"I'd like you to crawl to me," he said. "Why don't you get down there between my thighs, honey and start licking."
Even though Cliff would have preferred having Bruce get on top he didn't want to object. He wanted to get each act over as hastily as possible.
It didn't take naked Marilyn long to position herself between Brace's spread thighs. Gently, she massaged her bosoms around his privates. It excited him when she pressed her bosoms next to his balls.
"Suck me," he said, "suck me down there, baby, and do it good."
She placed her hands under his buttocks and squeezed as she teased the head of his shaft with her tongue. Drawing it back and forth carefully, she got him so excited he was shaking.
"Hurry up," he begged her, "suck."
It wasn't taking her long now. The hot tongue finally dipped into the small slit of the head of his shaft. She could taste his crystal cum as he became excited.
"Go ahead and get your mouth over it," Bruce insisted.
Marilyn's pink lips opened and she allowed him to jab his cock into her mouth. Her cheeks sucked in as she energetically worked her head up and down over his shaft. Both her brother Wally and Cliff got stimulated watching her wild action.
"Eat me," he panted, "get the juice, baby. It's loaded. Those balls are getting bigger. Can't you see?"
Opening her eyes, Marilyn observed his balls swelling. Pulling her hands from beneath his ass cheeks, she played with his balls with one hand while she gripped his penis and held it with the other and continued her remarkable mouth movements.
"Eat it," he said, "hurry up, baby. Get it. I'm gonna shoot you a good load."
It didn't take him long to ram it down her throat.
"Oh, I'm getting my rocks off," Bruce said as he threw his head from one side to the other and reached down to guide her over his shaft while he exploded in her mouth.
Greedily, Marilyn gulped his love juice. She was hot for him now and delighted to give him what he wanted.
"Suck it off," he begged, "suck the juice, baby. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. Suck, suck it off."
Brace's creamy load tasted good to her mouth. When she had finished devouring him, she slipped off. Patting his behind she told him, "You tasted mighty good, Brace."
Brace thanked her and left, knowing that he had to allow the line-up of men to continue.
Doug walked in next. He was a well-hung black stud.
"I hope you're not prejudiced against black cock," he smiled.
"You don't have to worry about me none," she said, "it looks like a delicious licorice stick to me"
"That's what it is," he grinned.
She was a little bit taken aback when he stood there and told her, "I want you to get on your knees, honey, and suck my big black cock."
"She's been lying on her back," Cliff said. "She would get tired if she had to blow everybody from a kneeling position."
"Put a pillow on the floor," he said. "You can rest your knees on that pillow and then you can blow me."
Marilyn felt that she'd better go along with it She didn't want to stimulate any controversy.
"Sure I can do that," she giggled.
When she got to her knees she marveled at how long his cock was as it hung limp between his legs.
"You've got a mighty big prick, haven't you, honey?" she said.
"It's this long when it's soft," he said, "and you should see how big it gets when it's hard."
She was fascinated with it. It held excitement for her as she reached up to grope his balls and play with his penis.
"You do it real nice," he complimented her.
It wasn't swinging for long as it got harder every moment.
"Come on, suck me," he said. "Put your mouth on the head of it. It'll pop up if you do."
"No," she objected, "I want to see what it looks like when it's as long as you can get it."
"All right," he laughed. He was proud that he had such a big cock and he was eager to demonstrate for her what a fantastic fuck he could give her.
She stroked it with a good rhythmic hand movement.
Soon it was getting longer and longer.
"That's it," he said, "you see, it's getting longer."
Massaging his balls with one hand, she began some hard movements on his slippery black cock.
"Yes, yes," he panted, "that's what I like. Keep going, baby. Now you're doing it. Come on, baby, play with me."
As she got more stimulated by watching it grow, she got all the more anxious to slip her mouth over it.
"It's sweet as sugar," Doug grinned proudly.
Now she had it long and it was pointing at her. She let her tongue lick under it.
"Oh," he said, "I love that. Oh, baby, don't get your nails in there, just get your mouth over it."
It didn't take Marilyn long now to let her mouth slip over the head of his penis. Reaching down, Doug guided himself. Grabbing her head he arched it backward so he could give her a deep throat fuck.
"Oh, baby," he panted, as he pumped to her, "I like to see my black balls rolling on your chin. You're gonna love it.
The slick cock drove in and out of her mouth in rhythmic movements. Her hands reached for his black ass cheeks as she played with him. To both Wally and Cliff, who were watching carefully, it was an erotic sight to see her white hands grasping his black ass.
"Suck me," he said in a soft musical voice. "Suck me, baby. It's nine inches of good solid prick meat. Come on, sweetheart, suck me."
Doug continued thrusting his slippery cock in and out of her mouth. It wouldn't be much longer now. He enjoyed the sight of her on her knees. It gave him a feeling exaltation to see her bowing before him as she accepted his cock into her mouth.
"I got white cream in that black cock," he said enthusiastically. "You're gonna love it. Come on, baby, do your thing on my licorice stick."
She continued mouthing him. She would go to the base of his sturdy cock and then she would focus her mouth action on the head of it. Doug was getting so stimulated now that as her hands played about his buttocks and squeezed them, he trembled.
"Oh," he groaned, "I'm cuming. Go, girl, go. Eat it. Suck it. Get that prick juice."
Vigorously pulling her mouth back and forth on his shaft, she continued until he had finished shooting.
"Oh," she groaned excitedly, "that's it, baby. You've got it."
Marilyn's cheeks sucked in as she took the length of his black cock and let him unload.
When he finished he pulled out proudly and smiled at Cliff and Wally.
"She gives good head," he nodded. Then looking at Marilyn he asked her confidentially, "Did I taste sweet to you?"
"You were good, Doug," she nodded, as she got to her feet, picked up the pillow and went back to the bed.
She was beginning to wonder if it would ever end. How much sperm could she take? As soon as Doug had gone back in, Allan turned and followed.
"Hey, baby," Allan said, "I hear you're Miss Hot Mouth."
"Yeah," Cliff laughed, "we're going to enter her in the Miss Hot Mouth of the world contest. Can't you see it now? They would have all of these guys from all these countries and all of these dames fucking and sucking like crazy. It would be wild. The chick would win the prize who could get the guy off the quickest."
"What would the prize be?" Marilyn laughed.
"Something cool," Cliff chuckled, "like a trip to a Turkish whorehouse so she could learn everything."
Marilyn laughed as Allan lay beside her.
"How do you want it, honey?" she asked him.
"I'd really like to stick it up that nice ass of yours," he told her.
"This is confined to head jobs," Cliff reminded him.
"Sure," he said, "go down on me, baby."
He lay on his back and raised his legs. Slipping a pillow under his ass, he told her, "Get down there, honey and start licking. My balls are on fire."
Allan was a sandy haired boy with freckles. He looked like the Ail-American boy and she was eager to give him what he required. He had a muscular body like a young football player and she wanted to see if she could give him the fuck he required. She didn't have to do one thing to get him hard, as he already had a big hard-on.
"Why don't you lick my balls, too?" he smiled as she crouched at his crotch.
"All right," she agreed.
Gingerly letting her tongue slip around his testicles, she pumped his penis rhythmically. He loved it so much his ass wiggled about. She was tempted to lick his ass. However, Cliff reminded her that she was to confine her sexual activity to his cock. However, something happened that gave her an opportunity to do as she pleased. Apparently, there was fighting over something in the next bedroom. Both Wally and Cliff felt that they had to go in to find out what was happening. Leaving her alone with Allan gave her an opportunity to let her tongue slide all around his ass cheeks. He became so excited he panted, "Go ahead. Suck my asshole."
Grasping him tightly, she let the tongue flip up his asshole. He became so stimulated he could hardly stand it. She pumped on his penis while she sucked his ass.
"This is the best rim and jerk job I ever got," he panted.
"Suck my asshole," he begged her, "suck. Suck, baby, suck."
The hot tongue stabbed in there with vigor.
"Yes," he panted, "that's the way to do it. Keep it going."
She pumped her tongue up his asshole in rhythmic movements. At the same time she kept pace with her hand on his cock. His balls pulled up and down as his ass wiggled about while her tongue invaded his intimate channel. When she observed that he was starting to drip, she realized it was time to apply her mouth to his penis.
"Get your mouth on my prick," he panted. "Hurry up."
It didn't take her long to let her tongue slide up the underside of his penis and cap it with her mouth.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck." She worked her mouth up and down his penis, determined to bring him there quickly.
"Oh, yes," he panted, "that's what I like Oh, suck me, baby. Don't stop. That's it Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, eat my cock."
The hot sperm erupted from his penis head as he shot her a good load. She observed that Allan's juice tasted a little bitter. It was amazing to her how each man had a different taste. It was interesting and fascinating to her to discover the variety of taste that sperm could possess. She was becoming a sperm lover, completely hooked on cock eating.
"Ohhh, Ahhh," he groaned in delight, "keep that up, baby. Yes, yes, keep it up."
The hot cream poured down her throat as he finished shooting. When she pulled off, her brother and Cliff returned.
"Did you give him a good blow job?" Wally asked.
"Sure did, lover," she told him.
Just then Allan got to his feet.
"I guess we have to get this show on the road," he told her.
"I need a breather," she said, "I really wish I had something to drink."
"I'll go get you something," Cliff said.
"Where are you going to get it?" she demanded.
"I know how," he told her. "All I have to do is stand outside a liquor store. If I stand there and see somebody come, I'll tell them I'll give them a couple of bucks if they'll go in and get me a bottle."
"Good luck," she said, "I need something to go on. It's getting me sick. How many guys have I had?"
"You're almost to the halfway point," Wally told her.
Cliff was slipping into his shorts and his pants. Putting on his shirt, socks and shoes, he hastily got out of the room. That left her alone with Wally. Wally went into the other room to explain to the boys that she needed a break. The boys let out a low moan of disgust that they had to delay their sexual activity, however, Wally explained that she couldn't continue unless she had something to drink.
Wally came back and lay on the bed with her.
"I'm sorry I ever agreed to do this," she declared. "It gets sickening after awhile."
"Judging from the way you went after that black dude's dick," he laughed, "it wasn't sickening to you."
"That's the funny think," she said. "When I'm doing it I enjoy it But once it's over, I hate myself."
"You shouldn't hate yourself, Marilyn," Wally told his sister, "we're just having a good time. We're throwing over inhibitions that we shouldn't have had in the first place."
"Well I'm not very inhibited any more," she admitted. "It's funny, I look at a guy and I size him up as a screw. I wonder how much juice he has in his cock. I wonder if his balls are big. I want to know if his cock is thick. It's terrible. You realize I can't go on like this."
"Knock it off, sis," he said, "you're making a big thing out of nothing. You know that guys are forever getting dames to have sex with. You gals say that you want to be equal. Here's your chance. You can have a charge out of sex with a lot of different fellows just like we get a charge out of sex with a lot of different girls."
"But gals are different," she explained, "we're more sensitive."
Wally threw his head back and laughed.
"That's a lot of bull crap," he said. "You just think you are. You gals are made of cast iron. You put on a big act when you cry over this or that But you can get as mad as hell when you don't get your way and you know it. When it comes to sex you are bordering on a nympho.
Why don't you admit it?"
For a moment she was taken aback by what he had said. She was so stunned and shocked she froze.
"Am I right?" he countered, not letting her off the hook for a second.
"You're dead wrong," she said, "dead wrong and you know it."
"The hell I am," he told her. "I'm dead right and you know it."
"How did you figure that I was so crazy about sex?" she demanded.
"Oh, just something about the way you make over a guy when you get an opportunity," he explained. "Some dames you have to force. You don't have to be forced. You want everything. And you'll do anything. That little tongue of yours will suck ass, lick cock and you want to swallow it, A lot of women won't do it. You will. And it's what you need. There's nothing wrong with it. It takes all types."
"What does that crack mean?" Marilyn asked her brother.
"It means that we need women who want more than one man."
Marilyn thought about that a moment. Perhaps her brother was right. Maybe she was taking it all too seriously.
"I guess you could be right!" she admitted, nodding. Just then Cliff came in with the liquor. He was carrying a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of Seven-Up and some ice cubes as well
"I'm glad you're back," Marilyn smiled.
CHAPTER 9
"I had a great idea," Cliff said, trying to intrigue her so she would forget how much money he had spent, "I was thinking if your brother and I could develop a good fuck rhythm, we could give you a wild screw you would never forget."
For a moment she hesitated and then she responded, curious to know exactly what he had in mind.
"What are you talking about?"
"A double fuck," Cliff chuckled. "One guy rams it up your asshole while the other fucks your pussy. How does that grab you?"
"It sounds groovy," she admitted. "I've never had that before."
"No, you haven't," Wally said, delighted that his buddy had come up with something to lure her into more sex.
"Well how would it work?" she asked, curiously.
"Well I've got an idea," Cliff said, "where I would like on my back and let you slide your pretty pussy over my cock. Then when you are going good your brother could ram his dick up your rectum."
"That does sound exciting," she admitted.
"How about it?" Wally enthused.
"All right, you guys," she said, "I suppose I should be grateful for the money that you helped me earn tonight."
"That's the spirit," Cliff said eagerly as he got on the bed and lay on his back.
He flipped his hands down to his penis and began stroking to get a tremendous hard-on.
"Let me do that," she interjected quickly, "there's no reason for you to pump your meat when I'm here."
"It's all yours, sweetheart," Cliff smiled proudly as she seized the initiative and began stroking his penis.
Wally got a hard-on watching the way she did it. With one hand she fumbled with his balls while with the other she pumped with a strong rhythmic stroke.
"Oh, keep that up," he said, "that's beautiful."
"I can't keep it up," she teased. "If I did you'd shoot off in my hand. I want to feel it gushing in my cunt,"
"That's a girl," Wally congratulated her. "You know how to talk. You're not afraid to use all the words that fit."
They had a good chuckle as it became obvious she could do fantastic things with her hand pumping on Cliffs cock. When Cliffs cock had reached its full size, he told her, "Hop on, honey, and let me take you for a fucking ride."
Dropping his penis, she was only too eager to feel him slipping into her as she straddled his body.
"Fuck it," she panted, "give me your prick, Cliff."
Cliff was only too glad to stab his cock into her. He loved the warm flesh as it gripped and massaged his thick penis.
"Brush those titties across my chest," he smiled.
She bent over and brushed her bosoms over his chest. This excited him so much he grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"That's where I come in," Wally observed, as he saw her parted ass cheeks.
Getting behind her, he spit in his hand. Applying some of his own spit to his penis head, he slowly slipped his cock between her tight cheeks. As he slid in smoothly, he recognized what a lot of pleasure it would be to pump his penis into her asshole while his buddy was stabbing into her pussy.
"Fuck it," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck. Now you're doing it That's what I want Fuck!"
The super pleasure that they were enjoying as they kept up their throbbing action was building to a crescendo. The object, Cliff explained, "Is to go off at one time. A gigantic orgasm. A three-way."
It wasn't going to be much longer now. And he could barely wait for that moment when he would feel himself shooting into her. He could feel his buddy's throbbing penis driving into her asshole. He liked the way she twisted and ground her hips for her brother. It took his cock along for the pussy ride.
"Fuck it, baby," Wally panted, "fuck. Oh, baby, twist that ass. You're beautiful."
Wally's balls were slapping against her twisting buttocks. He was becoming more excited every second.
"Fuck it," he panted, "fuck, baby, fuck. Now you're doing it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck it!"
The pleasure that burned in his buddy as he stabbed into her asshole became so tremendous he could hardly stand it.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck, fuck!" he panted as he continued in his tempo.
Cliff realized that his buddy was screwing in rapid-fire thrusts that he had to match. It was amazing to him how much force Wally could put into his cock stabs.
"You're fucking up a storm, buddy," Cliff panted, as he tried to match Wally's pacing.
"Can't you keep up with me?" Wally chuckled.
"How's that!" he panted, as he rammed it hard into her pussy.
Young Marilyn was being fucked at such a fantastic tempo she was worried they would tear her.
"Take it easy," she panted, "this isn't a fucking contest, is it?"
"This is a fucking orgy," Cliff panted, as he went on stabbing into her.
She loved it. Reaching out, she clutched the sheets and wadded them up in her hands as she felt like a fucking machine. She was starting to perspire now as her jaw hung slack and her eyes rolled back and forth in sexual ecstasy. She wanted it. She couldn't get enough of it
"Fuck me," she panted, "fuck me. More, baby, more! I want it all. Every fucking inch. Give it to me."
At this point Wally's penis was stabbing in and out in rhythmic jabs. And she was pushing up her ass to meet his cock stabs. Glancing in the mirror, he enjoyed the sight of his penis pumping in and out of her behind. It excited him to feel the stimulation of his balls slapping against her firm round behind. Then it happened.
"I'm cuming," Wally panted, as he drove his cock into the hilt.
"Me, too," Cliff said, not to be outdistanced by his buddy. The two boys juiced just as she felt her vagina juicing, too.
"I made it," she said, as if she were a runner in a track meet. "Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck me, more, baby, more. Keep shooting that cream into me. Don't ever stop shooting it I love it. Every sticky inch of it. Keep it up."
She was frantic with lusty desires as they finished giving her the action she required.
Wally was the first to pull out. Slowly, he withdrew his penis from her buttocks.
"Thank, sis," he said, as he gave her a hard whack on her right ass cheek.
"Take it easy," she told him.
Easing herself off Cliffs cock, she lay between the two boys on the bed.
"The Three Musketeers," Cliff smiled, as he put his arm around her and Wally joined him.
Both young men were hot for her bosoms now. They were playing with her bosoms and she had the wonderful idea of having their mouths sucking on them.
"Why don't you both suck me?" she asked.
Wally was first. Moving down, he let his tongue sweep over her nipple and then he lightly bit her breast.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said enthusiastically.
It didn't take his buddy long to join in the entertainment. Now she had Cliff sucking on one breast while her brother, Wally, sucked on the other.
"Feel me," she said, reaching for Cliffs hand and placing it over her hot mound.
Cliff let his finger slip into her vagina. Not to be outdone, Wally reached down and let a finger slip up her asshole. They continued sucking on her bosoms while they were playing with her. They were interrupted by a knock on the door and for a moment Cliff didn't respond. He concluded it probably was the old drunk. However, when a voice loud and clear demanded entrance, he realized it wasn't just any old drunk.
"This is the manager," a voice complained. "What's going on in there?"
That did it. Wally pulled off his sister quickly. It didn't Cliff long to respond to the angry voice:
"Who is it?" he asked in a businesslike way.
"This is the manager," the voice said, "and I've been getting complaints about noise in here. They tell me there's an orgy going on in here."
"Do you believe everything you hear?" Cliff called back as he slipped on his clothes.
When they were all dressed he opened the door.
"Now what did you want to see us about?" Cliff demanded.
"I wanted to see that you were decent," the manager complained, "I heard a lot of guys filed out of here. Are you running a whorehouse operation or what?"
"What are you running here?" Cliff demanded.
"A homey little motel," he said, "the family that plays together, stays together. Sure we have some adult films. But we don't want to run an orgy mill or a haven for addicts or anything like that."
"You don't have to worry, we were just leaving," Marilyn said as she shrugged and walked past him out the door.
Her brother and Cliff followed. When Wally and Marilyn got in the car to go home, Cliff bid them a fond farewell and told him, "Thanks for a super time."
When she got home that evening, Marilyn was surprised to see her father sitting there reading a book.
"Dad," she exclaimed, "I thought you went out for a good night on the town."
"It didn't work out that way," he told her. "I sort of broke up with that girl that I was with."
It was apparent he didn't care to talk about it and Wally didn't care to talk about it with him either. However, after she had gone to bed and her brother had gone to bed, Marilyn slipped out and talked to her father, who was sitting on the sofa in his shorts.
"What went wrong, Daddy?" she asked him.
"Everything," he said disgustedly.
"I don't understand," Marilyn said. "You were nuts about her before."
"That was before I knew she was married," he said testily. "Her old man came home and almost caught me in the sack with her. I'm just lucky that I didn't go to bed with her."
"That's terrible," she said. "She was really leading you along."
"She was," he admitted, "right along the garden path. I was being used."
"How do you mean, Daddy?" Marilyn asked innocently, not aware of the multiple wiles of the world.
"She married some old doctor," he explained, "and he wanted to get rid of her and get himself a new piece of ass. So he told her she was no damned good in bed any more. She felt she had to prove to him she was."
"And you were going to be the glue that would hold their marriage together?" Marilyn asked, shaking her head in amazement.
"Something like that," he said. "But it didn't work out that way. I wasn't going to be used. It made me sick when I thought of the tricks that this dame was pulling on me."
"I don't blame you, Daddy," she said, "there's a lot of garbage in this world."
"You can say that again," he told her.
As Marilyn looked at her father's crotch, she realized he had a hard-on. She was curious to know if he had obtained any sexual satisfaction that night at all. If not, she figured that she owed him an opportunity to have some satisfaction.
"Daddy," Marilyn said softly, "did you get at least one fuck?"
He shook his head. "No, pumpkin," he said, "I didn't get a thing."
"That's too bad," Marilyn said, tugging on the elastic waistband of his shorts. A moment later she slipped her hand underneath his shorts and reached down to feel of his hardness.
"Oh, Daddy," she exclaimed like a little child opening a Christmas gift, "you've really got a hard-on."
"I have, honey," he admitted, "and I don't know what to do about it."
"I do," she said quietly. "Why don't you let me suck it for a while and then you can fuck me.
"I sure would love to take you on tonight. I am starved for sex."
"It isn't right that you should be starved for sex," she said quietly. "You are such a good Daddy, too."
"I try," Clarence said, putting his hand around his daughter's shoulder as she stroked him.
"You're developing quite a good hand grip on my cock," he told her. "Are you getting lessons somewhere?"
"Oh, Daddy, you're terrible," she said, "you know that your little girl is loyal to you."
"Well, I guess you are," he said, "but it's amazing how good you are at pulling on my peter. I don't remember you knowing how to do that so Well."
"Well let it all hang out," she said, "and I'll show you what I can do for the balls."
"As you like it," he smiled, as he slipped out of his shorts and let her have him.
Marilyn wasted no time in reaching for his ball sac as she gingerly let her fingers play around his balls, while she took his cock in her hand. She looked at it for a long moment and then she licked the underside of his penis.
"That's nice and long," she said, "and I can hardly wait to get a load of that."
"I want to fuck your pussy," he said, "if you want to give me a suck warm-up. But don't eat me.
"Are you afraid you won't come twice, Daddy?" she giggled. "It isn't that," he told her, "but I want that first round to be wild. I can just imagine what it would be like thrusting it in your pussy. You're a young girl, Marilyn, and you're tight and tremendous. All right, go down on me for a while if you want to."
Marilyn was only too eager to accept the invitation.
He spread his legs wide in anticipation of her going down. She loved the sensation of slipping her mouth over the head of his shaft It was moist with cum.
"Suck me," he told her in a low sexy voice. "Suck me, sweetheart, suck me."
Marilyn wasted no time in letting her mouth go the length of his penis. She loved the feel of the head of it as it touched the back of her throat. The intimacy of the connection seemed the most exciting erotic pleasure she could ever experience. , "Suck," he said, "suck that prick. Come on, baby, give my pecker a good time."
That's exactly what Marilyn had in mind. She played with his balls and let her finger ease up his asshole.
"Beautiful," he told his daughter, "that's the way your daddy likes it. Fuck and suck."
Just then Marilyn thought she heard footsteps. Pulling her mouth off his cock and slipping her finger out of his asshole, she nervously told him, "We'd better scram, Dad. We don't want Wally to find us."
"You bet your sweet ass we don't," he said, as he pulled his shorts up over his crotch.
Hastily Marilyn retreated to her bedroom and her father started to walk upstairs. Wally stepped into the living room before he could make a complete retreat.
"What's bugging you, Dad?" Wally asked his father.
"Nothing," he complained.
It was obvious to Wally that his father had an erection. He tried not to notice it, but it was impossible.
"I guess you need a piece of ass, eh, Dad?" he asked.
"Doesn't everybody?" his dad replied, as he shrugged and went to his bedroom.
CHAPTER 10
It was a difficult moment for Marilyn. She was eager to have her father take her on. However, she knew that she had to wait. And waiting had always been difficult for her, as patience was not one of her strong points. About three o'clock in the morning, when she was fast asleep, she was awakened by her father slipping naked into bed with her.
"Oh, Daddy," she exclaimed.
Quickly Clarence put his hand over his daughter's mouth.
"Quiet, baby," he warned her.
She could feel his huge shaft slipping between her legs. Reaching down, she guided him into her womanhood.
"Fuck me," she whispered, "fuck me, Daddy."
As his huge penis pumped into her with vigorous movements, she became more and more excited.
"Keep it up," she begged, "give it to me, Daddy. I want it. Every inch of it."
She ground her hips around and tried to remember everything he told her about screwing. She gripped his penis tightly as he stabbed with vigor and hot lust.
"Am I doing it right, Daddy?" she asked.
"Yes, lover," he told her, "you're snapping your pussy just like I want it. Keep it up."
Grasping his penis and releasing it, got her more and more excited. It was a fantastic moment for her as her father rammed away. Her hands reached for his back as she slid down to grip his ass cheeks. Gripping them tightly, she squeezed them.
"Fuck it," she begged, "fuck my pussy, Daddy. Yes, yes!"
Breathlessly, Marilyn threw herself into the act. It didn't take her long to lock her legs around her father as he stabbed with lusty vigor.
"Oh, baby, he said, "rub your tits over my chest. Let me feel it."
Marilyn was becoming an expert at sex. Gladly she brushed her weighty bosoms over her father's chest. She loved the tickle of his hairs as he crushed down on her. Then she parted his ass cheeks and gingerly slipped her finger up his asshole
"Right on the prostate," he insisted, "that feels good, baby. Do me."
She continued pumping her finger up his asshole while he thrust with wild desire.
"I'm coming," he panted, "milk it."
Marilyn milked his cock all right as she felt herself juicing, too. It made it easier for him to continue driving into her as the lubrication from her vagina added a slick thrusting action.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
She loved the feel of his body as he continued jabbing into her. She was hoping he could make it a second time.
"Baby," he panted, "lift up. I've got a lot of lubrication on my cock. I can can jabit up your asshole easy."
Marilyn released her leg lock on her father. At this point he was only too anxious to demonstrate for her how he could simplify an ass fuck. With all of the lubrication on his cock, it would not be difficult he knew and he wanted to prove it to her.
Slipping his slippery cock out of her pussy and with her legs up in the air, he eased himself slowly to her anus. As she felt him lightly sliding into her anal opening she let out a small moan of ecstasy and joy.
"Wow!" Marilyn panted. "Fuck me, Daddy. Ram it up my ass."
He didn't have to be asked twice. Clarence had always enjoyed various forms of sexual excitation. And now he was excited and delighted. Once more she put her hands on him, holding him as he rammed away.
"You're a real fucker, Daddy," she said. "Get that second round off quick."
His daughter's encouraging words fed his ego.
"So you like it, doll baby?" he flashed her a knowing smile as he rammed away.
"Love it, Daddy," she said. "It's wild. I like the fell of your balls slapping against me."
It made him so stimulated to hear his daughter talk to him like this that he kissed her passionately. He bit her lower lip until it bled as he got carried away in his wild sexual ride on her asshole.
She was starting to cry when she bled and he knew he had to stop her.
"I'm sorry," he told her, "I got carried away."
"Yes, you did, Daddy," she said, paying no attention now to what he was doing.
The pain had not diminished her pleasure too much, however, and she continued gyrating her hips for him as he thrust delightedly up her.
"Fuck it," he gasped, "fuck, baby, fuck. That's it. Oh, baby, twist it. Grind it."
She ground her hips around and he became so excited now he exploded. As she felt the cream spreading into her rectum she grabbed his shoulders and let her fingernails slide down his back.
"Daddy," she exclaimed, "I love it."
His back was starting to bleed now as passion carried her to the brink.
When he withdrew from her asshole some of his sticky cum dripped on the bed.
"Why Daddy, your back is bleeding," she observed.
"Don't worry about it," he said. "When a woman gets so turned on she wants to scratch your back till it bleeds, that's a very good sign."
He winked as he went to the bathroom and turning on the light, glanced in the mirror to check out his back. Sure enough, where her fingernails had scratched, there were small trails of blood. He got in the shower and started cleaning himself off. His son heard the action and came downstairs and crept down the hall and listened.
"Daddy," she said, when he got back to bed with her, "you really know how to screw me like nobody else."
"How many people are you comparing me with?" he asked his daughter.
"I've just had sex a couple of times," she said, trying to play innocent.
"I appreciate the compliment," he said. "Fat chance your mother would, but she'll never know."
"You're so right," she told him, "and what she doesn't know can't hurt her. I'm so glad you booted her out."
Her father kissed her and was about to leave when Wally realized he had better hide quickly. He darted to the guest bedroom and hid there while his father walked upstairs to his own bedroom. Then he crept into his sister's room. She thought it was her father and said, "Daddy, what did you forget?"
Wally went over to her.
"It's me," he said glaring at her.
"What are you doing here?"
"Listening to you and Daddy carry on," he told her with a disgusted look forming around his lips.
"You have no right to snoop," she objected quickly.
"I've got a lot of rights," he said, "and one of them is that Daddy doesn't have sex with you. That's awful. You know what you are, don't you?"
"No, what am I?" she demanded.
"A father fucker, that's what you are," he told her, "and I don't like you. I'm ashamed that you're my sister."
"Oh, I see," Marilyn said, "it's perfectly all right if I'm a brother fucker. But if I'm a father fucker that's bad. Get off it. You're jealous."
"The hell I am," Wally said, "I just didn't think you were such a crazy nympho you would fuck and suck everybody."
"What did you suggest tonight?" she demanded.
"I apologize," he said.
"It's too late for apologies," she said, "I am just enjoying sex like you wouldn't believe You're not going to stop me and nobody is!"
In his rage he forgot for a flash that he had just overheard his father carrying on with her and he replied, "I'll tell dad on you."
"No, you won't," she smiled, "he would hate you if you did."
When Wally had time to think about the fact that he could confide in neither his father, his mother nor his sister, he was perplexed.
"What're you gonna do about it?" she demanded.
"I'm gonna make you do things you never wanted to do," he told her, "I'm gonna make you do them now. You're gonna crawl across the floor to me and lick my feet. That would really get me excited to watch you grovel."
"You sex fiend," she said, "how dare you suggest anything like that?"
Wally wasted no time. He went over to the bed and grabbed her wrist.
"You're hurting me," she complained.
"Good," he said, "I hope it hurts enough to get some sense into your head. On the floor and start licking my feet."
Marilyn was so upset she wanted to cry.
"No," she objected. But as he grabbed her by the wrist once more she realized she had to obey.
Once on the floor she noticed how he parted his legs and stood there like a mean man. She bent over and tried to implore him once not to make her do it. But it was futile. Wally was determined that she was going not only to lick his feet but lick his legs up to his balls and then his ass.
"You're a sex monster," she said, as the tears rolled down her cheeks. Bending over, however, she complied with her brother's strange request.
She began licking first one foot and then the other.
"Work your way up my legs," he said, "and be quick about it"
It really burned Marilyn up that she was in this position. Nevertheless, painful as the process was, she had to submit to him. He was stronger and she recognized that he was determined to have his way with her.
"All right," she said, "but I won't go any farther."
She had finished licking both legs, both thighs and calves. Now she was even with his genitals.
"This is where the fun begins, love," he told her. "And you're gonna continue."
She hesitated a moment.
"The balls," he said, grabbing her by the head and pulling her tighter to his crotch.
His balls swayed in front of her and she let her pink tongue flick against them.
"That's it," Wally said firmly, "now lick the length of the cock."
"I don't want to," she objected.
Nevertheless, his rough grasp of her hair forced her to continue.
Just as she was about to slip her mouth over the head of his shaft, he pushed her off.
"My ass is next," he informed her flatly.
Turning around he lowered himself so she could grip his ass cheeks and eat out his ass.
"Do I have to?" she demanded.
"You have to," he said, "that is unless you enjoy pain as much as I would enjoy inflicting some pain.
Marilyn realized she was trapped. Gripping her brother's buttocks, she continued her lashing tongue trail around his asshole.
He bent over farther, exposing his anal opening to her. She wanted so much to use her teeth to bite a chunk out of his ass. However, she couldn't.
"Eat my ass," he told her, "eat it. Suck it. Go ahead, lick it."
She let her tongue flick about his behind and finally stiffening her tongue, stabbed into his anal channel just as he had requested. It did give Wally a feeling of manly excitement as he watched her groveling there.
"Suck ass," he told her," suck. Come on, baby, suck it Now you're doing it. That's the way I want it. Suck, baby, suck!"
She sucked with vigor as he pressed harder against her.
"Wow!" he panted, "just like I like it. You know how to do it, honey. Eat my ass. Now you're doing it. That's what I want. Suck ass. Come on, baby, suck it. That's beautiful. Keep doing it."
She continued giving him what he requested. Every second she was becoming more and more turned on.
"Wow!" he panted, "just like I like it. Keep it up."
The plunging tongue movements gave him an opportunity to use his hand on his penis. He pumped rhythmically with his hand while her tongue savagely stabbed his buttocks.
"Suck ass," he begged, "suck, baby, suck."
At a high pitch of sexual frenzy, he turned around and flipped his penis in front of her face. Marilyn was eager to have it now.
"Grab it, honey," he told her, "and suck off!"
Seizing the penis away from him gladly, she let her tongue flip over the head of the shaft. With vigorous movements her tongue flipped from one side to the other and then he rammed it down her throat.
"Suck off," he panted, "fuck baby, fuck."
He was ramming hard now as he got more and more stimulated. He could hardly hold back.
"Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes. That's what I want. Come on, sis, suck. Suck. Suck it, baby, suck."
Marilyn blond head bobbed up and down on his penis as she sucked.
"Now, baby, now" he exclaimed, "I'm creaming. Gobble it!"
Opening her mouth she devoured his shooting cream. It was surprising to her what a big load he had. When she had finished sucking all of the sperm out of his penis she slid off him smoothly. Looking up at him with limpid eyes she asked, "Now, are you satisfied?"
A pleased smile played about her brother's lips as he nodded.
"Yes, Marilyn," he said, "I like the way you did me. You've got a lot of talent It's all right if you want to suck and fuck with dad. But remember your brother is here, too."
"How can I forget?" she asked, as she got to her feet and went back to the bed.
A feeling of helplessness and despair swept over her. Her brother finally admitted to himself that perhaps he was a bit hard on her.
"I didn't mean to be too rough on you," he said, scratching his head as he tried to reason his way out of the fact that he had forced her to do many things in a most humiliating manner.
"It's all right," she said, resigned to her fate. "I guess that's the way it is."
"How do you mean?" he asked, not fully comprehending what she was trying to tell him.
"I mean this," she said softly, "some people are meant to serve and others are meant to be waited on. I've waited on everybody's sexual needs. What about me?"
"Didn't you get satisfied?" he asked his sister.
She thought for a long moment before she replied.
"Physically, yes," she admitted, "but in another way, no."
CHAPTER ll
In the days that followed, Marilyn thought that the only way out of dilemma was to tell her brother, Wally, and her father that she didn't want to have any more sexual relations with them. It was very difficult as Wally was of a mind to have sex every day after school.
On Friday afternoon when he had a tremendous hard-on, he approached her. Unzipping his fly, he walked over to her and smilingly presented his penis.
"I've got something good for you," he grinned.
"And I don't want it," she said flatly.
"What's eating you?" he asked, "or maybe I should say who is eating you?"
"Don't talk nasty," she said, "I'm changing. I'm through playing around with just anybody. I've got someone I'm going out with tomorrow night who is different. An intellectual."
"An intellectual?" he said as he stroked his cock with one hand and reached toward his balls with the other. "What do you want with one of those guys? You want a man of action like me."
"I'm through with sex," Marilyn insisted. "That new boy who came to school last week appeals to me. You know who I mean. Ronald Brent."
"Ronald Brent is a pain in the ass," he said angrily, "and you're out of your mind if you think you could enjoy having sex with him."
"I may be out of my mind," she admitted, "but I at least am enjoying myself. I was running around here full of fear. I knew it was wrong to have sex with my brother, as well as my father. I hope you don't mind if you have to pull your own cock off."
It was beginning to get her brother Wally quite disgusted. He saw no reason for not being able to get all of the sex he wanted. He parted his legs and pulled on his cock with magnificent force to try to stimulate her to come over and take care of him.
"Look at it, sis," he told her, "doesn't it look great? Look at it. See the juice there. Oh, I've got a nice load for you. Good thick cream. Come over here and open your mouth and catch the cream.
Marilyn smiled at him. She was delighted that she was above that sort of thing and she made no bones about telling him, "I wouldn't eat your pecker if it was the last thing in this world to eat and I was starving to death."
"You may regret you said that some day," he smiled as he tried to pretend that it didn't matter if she blew him or not. His hand action continued and Marilyn suggest, "Maybe I should bring you a handkerchief."
"You'd better bring a towel," he said, "I'm really loaded."
Turning around, Marilyn went to the bathroom and when she came back with the towel she discovered that she was none too quick. For her brother had shot a load and it had landed on the carpet a few feet from him.
"Well I like that," she complained. "And now I've got to clean up that stinking mess."
"I should make you eat it," he told her, "but I'll let you off easy. Just clean the carpet."
"And what will Daddy say?" she asked him, as she got on her hands and knees and began cleaning up his sperm from their blue carpet.
"Tell him you spilled some pecker milk," he laughed.
"You mean cream, don't you?" she said, looking up at him.
With his cock still out of the pants, he came down on the floor beside her and took the towel away.
"I'll clean it up," he said, "but I really don't appreciate you acting like this. I'll find me some chick who digs me. You threw me a low curve, Marilyn. If you were going to break off with me you should have let me know."
"I've been trying to all week," she said, her eyes going misty. "I didn't want to hurt you."
Hearing her speak like this made him feel like a cad. His cock was limp now and he tucked it back in his shorts, zipping up his fly. Marilyn went over to the sofa and sat down. He still was not sure that she wouldn't let him have some fun. He reached over and patted her thigh.
"That's as far as I will let you go," she told him.
"I can do certain things that would drive you wild if you would let me," he told her.
"Not interested," she declared, as she picked up the newspaper and began reading.
Her brother determined that he would try to distract her from reading the newspaper by letting his hand wander under her skirt.
"Take your hands off me," she said, "I don't want you touching my you-know-what."
"Are you afraid?" he smiled.
"Yes," she said, "lam."
He went on feeling of her there and when he observed she was moistening he slid an eager finger under her panties. If he could probe into her pussy he was sure that he could get her right where he wanted her.
Marilyn could offer no resistance now as it felt too good.
"Oh, you're beautiful there," he said in a husky voice. "Oh, baby, what I could do with my tongue. Why don't you let me eat you?"
It was no secret, Marilyn recognized, that she must indeed be oversexed. For as her brother's hand played about her vagina, she was getting more and more excited.
"Oh, baby, if I could just look at it," he said and then he bent over to see if she would object.
When she didn't make a fuss, he flipped up her skirt and promptly proceeded to let his fingers slide under there. He loved the feel of her curly pubic fur-trimmed triangle. More than that, he loved the feel of her vagina as his fingers slipped and slid into her slit.
"Grab my finger with your pussy," he said softly, "Oh, that feels good, sis," he said.
Marilyn went right on reading the newspaper, trying to distract herself any way she could. Somehow, she felt removed from the situation as long as the paper hid her brother's head from view. For now Wally was bending over her crotch, pulling down her panties and licking energetically. She loved the sensations of his hot tongue lashes as he licked her vagina.
"Oh, Wally," she finally said as she threw the paper down and reached for his head. "Suck my pussy. Suck me."
Wally loved it. As his tongue whipped inside her velvety vagina he became so excited he was trembling.
"Eat me," she cried, "eat me, Wally. Oh, yes, use your tongue way up there. Farther, baby. That's how I want it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, all the way! Don't stop now for anything."
The sensational pleasure that she felt as his hot tongue plunged up there was driving her out of her mind.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes. Do me! That's what I want. Now you're doing it just right. Love me."
The hot pumping tongue flicked across her love button. This appealed to her.
"Eat it," he told her, "eat it, baby. Oh, yes, eat my pussy."
The sensational enjoyment that she discovered as his tongue flicked back and forth lightly across her clit was causing her to shake.
"What if Daddy finds us?" she asked nervously as she ran her fingers lovingly through her brother's thick curly hair.
Pulling his tongue out of her snatch, he complained. "Don't ever mention dad," he said. "He probably would get jealous as hell. Forget him."
He went back to her slit and then she realized it would be terribly dangerous if they were caught in the living room on the sofa. She didn't want her father to get so angry that something horrible might result.
"Wally," she said in a quivering voice, "we'd better go into my bedroom. We mustn't be found here."
Coming back to reality, Wally finally agreed to follow her into the bedroom.
Once in her bedroom she discovered she couldn't lock the door. Therefore, she put a chair underneath the door knob, hoping that it would hold. Taking off all of her clothes, she lay there and Wally went out of his mind. First he gripped her bosoms and placed his head adoringly between them. Then he squeezed her breasts, caressing them against his cheeks.
"Lick me," she panted, "lick my titties, please."
Marilyn's request was granted. Her brother let his tongue sweep over her bosoms. He nibbled at the nipples and then when he had finished loving each breast, he let his tongue back and forth across her vagina and then he used his finger for her anal opening. She loved the sensation of his finger sliding up her asshole while his tongue invaded her moist vagina.
"Love me, Wally," she begged, "yes, yes, love me!"
The only problem was she got so excited, she gushed. She wished she could have held those fantastic thrills a moment longer. But she couldn't.
Pulling his finger out of her asshole, he knew he had to fuck her there.
"Baby," he said, "I've got to stick it up there."
"All right," she agreed.
"I want you to get on the floor like a fuckin' animal," he said, "and crawl around. Then I will grab you and stab you with my pecker."
Marilyn was in such a frenzied state that she was willing to do almost anything her brother suggested. She got on the floor and started crawling. He loved the sight of her behind as she crawled. Overtaking her, he mounted her. Stabbing his cock high up her asshole he got her so turned on she was trembling.
"Fuck it," he panted, "fuck. Come on, sweetheart, fuck."
His cock stabbed in rapid-fire thrusts.
"Wow!" he panted. "That is fantastic. You sure have that movement down now, baby."
She knew what he wanted. By pitching back to meet his advancing cock stabs she added to his pleasure. Bending over, he let his .chest touch her back. She loved the feel of him tight against her body. When his hands groped for her bosoms, she felt him pinching the nipples as he stabbed u her asshole in furious stabs.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby. That's it. You're doing it just right. Faster."
Grasping his hard penis tightly in her ass, she squeezed.
"Just like that," he told her, "yes, yes. That's what I like. Keep it up!"
She was so stimulated now, nothing could stop her. This was the kind of action that she required.
"Oh, yes, Wally," she begged for more. "I want it all. Stick it up there. Farther. Faster!"
Her enthusiasm whetted his sexual appetite. He rammed it up her with new-found force.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck. Now you're doing it. That's hoiv I love it. Screw it!"
With one hand on her breast, he reached with the other hand down to her vagina. Inserting two fingers in her hot hole, he gripped her clit and played with it.
"I like that, Wally," she giggled, "keep it up."
He had gotten her so stimulated she was on the brink of frenzy.
"Just keep wiggling that ass," he told her. "That's it. Twist it. Keep that beautiful back-field in motion.".
He didn't have to worry about her moving. She was so excited she couldn't hold still. Pushing her buttocks back to meet his cock thrusts, she felt him ramming in up to the hilt. His sweaty balls slapping against her hot behind appealed to her. And when he exploded and gasped, "Fuck it, baby," she felt herself cuming, too.
His hand continued manipulating her clit as she juiced. It was a magnificent moment for both of them. He continued ramming in a few more times and then he slowly withdrew and collapsed in a heap on the floor. She threw her arms around him in lustful love.
"That was fantastic, Wally," she told her brother. "I really enjoyed that. You know just how to thrill me."
"Bet your tight ass I do, baby," he said, reaching under her and squeezing her right ass cheek.
They lay like this for a moment or two and then she realized she had to tell him about her father.
"Wally," she said, "I've been a bad girl."
"That's good," he laughed, "I like bad girls."
"But real bad," she told him.
"I want to tell you about dad."
"I know about dad," he reminded her. "Remember, I caught you two!"
"I know," she said, "but I was just thinking that perhaps I should cut out sex with you and give him all the action. He has a tougher time getting it because he's an older man. That would be my small way of showing my love for him."
"Absolutely wrong," Wally insisted. "You would be doing him a great disservice to make him think that he could always have a convenient piece of ass as great as you. Let's face it. He's older and he has to get used to some loose pussy. That is, unless he can afford a real cute young chick. But young gals with great bodies cost plenty."
"Oh, Wally," she giggled, "you make it all sound like a meat market."
"Isn't it?" he laughed. "Most guys' ideas of heaven on earth is a Cadillac and a gorgeous babe who fucks like wild. One who will do everything. You know, lick the balls, suck the ass and eat the cock. That is what a guy considers a fantastic dame."
"Stop it, Wally," she said, "that's awful the way you talk. I'm sure Daddy is looking for love."
"The hell he is," Wally chuckled. "He's looking for the same thing I am. A hot piece of ass."
"Don't you love me, Wally?" she asked him.
"In a way," he admitted.
"In what way?" she insisted on knowing, as she glared at him.
"Like a sister," he said, "not a lover. I'm having trouble at school finding me a good piece. Most of the chicks get taken at the start of the year. I had my eye on this delicious-looking blonde number. And every guy zoomed in on her and I lost out."
"Who are you talking about, Wally?"
"You know who I mean," he said, "that cute little blonde dame named Nancy. Nancy has all of those guys hot for her body. And I don't blame them. I'd give anything to stick it in her."
"That's a nice thing to say to someone who's just given you a tremendous time," she pouted.
"Jealous?" Wally smiled smugly.
"I can't say I'm not," she said, "I put a lot of action into that fuck and you'd better believe it, too."
"You do know how to wiggle your ass, sister," he smiled, "but you sure got a lot to learn about pussy movements."
"Is that a dig?" she asked.
"If the shoe fits," he snapped.
"Well I might add if the cock fits," she said. "If you had a bigger cock my pussy would be tighter. That ever occur to you?"
Her cryptic comment struck Wally as funny. He rolled over and over and laughed.
"You're a riot," he said, "you really are, sis."
"I don't appreciate getting slapped in the ass after I've given you such a good screw," she informed him.
CHAPTER 12
The very next day Marilyn decided that she had to speak to someone about her problems. She called up her girl friend, Jane, and told her she wanted to see her right away.
"Can't it wait?" Jane asked her.
"No, this is urgent," she told her.
"It had better be juicy," Jane said, "because I can't waste any time today. I have a term paper I'm trying to finish."
"That term paper can wait," she told her. "What I have to tell you is real shocking."
"All right," Jane agreed.
Half an hour later, Marilyn was over at Jane's place. Jane was wearing a flimsy string bikini.
"What are you wearing that string bikini around the house for?" she asked her.
"I don't know," Jane said, "what's wrong with it?"
"Nothing," she said, "but frankly it really shows too much of you."
Jane paid no attention. The brief bikini that covered her ass only covered the crack. The ass cheeks were practically all visible. Her bosoms hung out and only the nipples were hidden from view.
"You're sure developing, aren't you, Jane," Marilyn observed.
"Am I turning you on?" Jane giggled.
"Don't be ridiculous," Marilyn said.
"I'm not being ridiculous," Jane insisted, "I'm quite serious. You know that women can make out, too."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Marilyn sighed.
"I'll show you something," Jane said.
Jane went over to her bedroom door and locked it. She looked under her mattress and brought out the most remarkable item that Marilyn had ever seen in her life. It looked like an authentic penis. However, it was in flesh-colored plastic.
"What is that?" she asked.
"That luv, is a dildo. Haven't you ever heard of such a thing?"
"It looks like a plastic peter," Marilyn noticed.
"It is, honey," she said, "and it has straps. Take a look at these pictures."
Saying no more, the young sexy girl tossed Marilyn a pack of pictures. As Marilyn looked at the pictures, she flipped out. The shots revealed two girls having sex. One girl was lying in the middle of the bed with her ass cheeks supported on a pillow. Her legs were upraised and spread at wide angles. Her girl friend was plunging a dildo into her.
"Looks real juicy," Marilyn observed.
"It feels fantastic," Jane said knowingly. "Want to try it?"
Marilyn was so shocked by what her girl friend was saying that she forgot all about her own sexual problems with her father and her brother. She was curious to know what it would feel like to have that huge plastic penis plunging into her. The next thing she knew Jane was trying to entice her with her body. Jane removed her bra, revealing her enormous bosoms. Their dark-circled nipples became erect as she stroked them.
"How do you like these knockers?" she demanded.
"They are beautiful," Marilyn said shyly.
"And they taste good, too," Jane said. "Would you like to suck on them?"
"Why not?" she asked her.
It didn't take long for Jane to position herself on the bed conveniently so her girl friend, Marilyn, could lick her nipples. Marilyn wasted no time in letting her tongue sweep over her girl friend's bosoms.
"Bite lightly," Jane suggested, "like that, honey."
Jane guided her girl friend's head as she sucked on her huge bosoms.
"That feels so good," Jane panted, "keep it up, honey. And how about licking my pussy?"
This seemed like a remarkable request. However, as she mulled the request in her mind she had to admit that she enjoyed it when her brother, Wally, ate her snatch and she delighted when her dad did so, too. Therefore, she reasoned that perhaps it wouldn't be such an awful thing to plunge her tongue into Jane's wet mound. Jane was naked now and eager.
"Why don't you take everything off?" Jane suggested, "so I can see what you look like. You've got such a gorgeous body."
"Thank you," Marilyn said coyly as she slowly took off all her clothes.
Jane's eyes bulged as she saw her girl friend's bosoms. Wrapping her arms around her, she crushed her breasts against hers and pushed her wet pussy against hers, too.
"Now, sweetheart," Jane smiled smugly, "go down and eat me."
Even though eating snatch was something that she had never previously considered, she figured that she might as well try it out It didn't take her long to get down there between her outspread legs. Slipping her hands under Jane's ass cheeks she brought her mouth even with her snatch. Her hot tongue slid along Jane's slit.
"Oh, you're good at it," Jane enthused, "keep it up, honey. Oh, ah, yes, yes."
She was just about to plunge into her vagina when Jane told her to pull out
"Just when I was getting to enjoy it," her girl friend shook her head. "Why did you ask me to pull my tongue out of your pussy?"
"For a very good reason," Jane smiled. "I want to put something in there."
Jane got off the bed and went over to the dresser.
"What flavor do you want?" she said. "Flavor?" Marilyn asked, not quite understanding what Jane was talking about.
"Pussy jelly," Jane giggled. "It conies in seven delicious flavors. Lime, strawberry, lemon, raspberry, blackberry, apricot and peach."
"The peach pussy jelly sounds good to me," Marilyn told her frankly.
Pulling out a small plastic container of peach pussy jelly, she came over to the bed and inserted it in her vagina. Squeezing it into herself she giggled.
"It's gonna taste good, honey," she said. "Haven't had any complaints yet."
It was obvious Jane was quite a wild girl. And it was equally obvious to Marilyn that she was enjoying sex with another girl. This surprised her but it didn't throw her. She was becoming used to anything after sex with her father and her brother. She had developed a cast-iron conscience and lust was her only value.
Once more Jane spread her thighs conveniently so her girl friend could get in there with her mouth and eat her. As her hot tongue surged inside of her peach-filled pussy, Marilyn discovered the fantastic taste of the jelly.
"Keep it up," she panted, "just like that, lover. Oh, ah, yes, yes, I like that."
The hot tongue plunged into her with vigor.
"Wow!" she panted, "I like that. Yes, yes!"
The fantastic pleasure that she was enjoying now had her trembling with delight.
"Eat it," she told her girl friend, "eat it."
The tongue surged inside of her and she became more and more stimulated. Reaching up, Marilyn gripped her bosoms. She pinched the nipples and teased her. She enjoyed pinching them until it hurt.
"Easy on the nipples, honey," her girl friend insisted, "you're hurting me."
That only triggered Marilyn's appetite for more pain. She pinched harder until Jane got so angry that she scratched her back.
"How do you like it?" she demanded.
That got Marilyn off the sadistic kick. But Marilyn's surging tongue movements continued as she eagerly lapped up the peach pussy jelly. Flicking her tongue back and forth across Jane's love button she was surprised when Jane told her what she was doing wrong.
"Your supposed to focus on that love button," Jane explained. "Nibble it. Lick lightly up and down on it. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Keep it up."
The hot lusty tongue jabs persisted until she gushed. The pussy jelly, mingling with her love juices, presented a tremendous treat to Marilyn. Her uninhibited tongue lapped her up only too gladly.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "yes, yes, I love that. Ah, oh, yes, yes, eat me."
Marilyn continued eating her girl friend's snatch until she had finished.
"How was I?" Jane smiled proudly when the other girl pulled her tongue out of her.
"Delicious," Marilyn assured her.
Reaching over, Jane held up the dildo.
"I guess I'll put this on, honey and give you a fuck you won't forget."
It didn't take Jane long to strap the dildo onto herself. Then she told her girl friend the position she wanted her in.
"Now, honey," she told her, "I want you on top, if you don't mind. I'll lie on my back and you mount this big plastic prick."
"Sure, baby," she told her.
Straddling her on the bed, she prepared for the big fuck. It was going to be an unusual experience. Grasping the plastic penis she pointed it at her pussy.
"Go ahead," Jane smiled smugly, "take the big plunge."
Pushing her pelvis forward, she let the penis plunge into her.
"Fuck it," Jane told her as she felt her bosoms crushing down on hers. She loved the sensation of the beautiful breasts pressing hard on hers. It always excited her to have another girl fucking her.
"That's the way to do it," Jane told her, "swing your hips, honey."
Grabbing her hips she squeezed them.
"Fuck it," Jane panted, "up and down, baby. You do the work. I'll lie back and enjoy it."
It was surprising to her how much Jane seemed to know about this offbeat kind of sex.
"Wild," Jane panted, "that's what I like, baby. Now you're doing it. Fuck it."
The rapid movements of her ass going up and down on the plastic penis produced waves of erotic pleasure for her.
"Wow!" Jane panted, "you like that big prick sliding up your pussy, don't you, lover?"
"Yes, yes," Marilyn panted, "I really do. I guess I'm a fucking nympho. I wouldn't get such a charge out of every kind of sex if I wasn't, would I?"
"You sure couldn't, honey," her girl friend nodded as she let her hands glide up and down
Marilyn's back.
Marilyn enjoyed the feeling of power as she manipulated the mammoth male member inside of herself. She realized that it was not always necessary to have an authentic cock when plastic could do the trick.
"Fuck it," Jane repeated, "fuck, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way to do it. Faster, baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, fuck. Fuck, baby, fuck."
Jane locked her legs around Marilyn's legs as she pushed forward. She was so stimulated now she was beginning to juice.
"Oh, baby," Jane moaned in sexual frenzy, "I'm almost there. Keep pumping, honey, pump it to me. Oh, honey, there's nothing wrong with two girls doing it. There's nothing wrong, is there?"
It was as if a shred of guilt still lingered in her psyche and at this strategic moment it surfaced. She wanted confirmation that what she was doing was not wrong. Marilyn, whose inhibitions were gone completely, was only too eager to give her this confirmation.
"No, baby," she told her soothingly, "it's all right. It's all right."
Her voice had a strange tremor in it as the erotic emotions overcame her.
"Fuck me," Jane panted, "fuck, baby. Faster. Now. Now. Oh, ah," she groaned as she gushed.
Her cuming triggered the other girl to cum, too. Soon they were pushing against each other in a frantic lovemaking session. Their bodies were sweating and trembling as they finished gushing.
Pulling herself reluctantly off her girl friend, Marilyn managed to give her a tender kiss.
"How was I, lover?" Jane smiled proudly.
"Sensational," her girl friend assured her.
It was obvious that the two girls had enjoyed each other immensely. However, Marilyn still wanted to confide in her about the problems that were bothering her about her sexual relationship with her brother and father.
"Something's troubling you," Jane observed. "Feel guilty because you screwed another girl?"
"That isn't it," Marilyn told her quietly. "It's something worse."
"What could be worse?" Jane laughed. "Please tell me. I'm curious."
"All right," Marilyn said.
Just as she was about to reveal the problems that were bothering her, she suddenly felt her voice leave her. She couldn't utter a single word.
"Now why do you clam up."
"I don't know," she admitted after a long silence. "I guess I get afraid."
"Afraid of what?"
"Afraid of what you'll think of me," she admitted.
"That's absurd, honey," she told her, "you don't have to worry about what I think of you. I've done everybody."
"Including your brother?" Marilyn said tightly.
"I will confess I haven't fucked him," she laughed.
"I have had sex with my brother," Marilyn admitted crisply.
"How could you?" she asked.
"I just got in a trap," Marilyn exclaimed.
"I can't understand it," Jane said. "It isn't normal."
"It's not normal to fuck your father either," Marilyn finally told her bluntly.
"Don't tell me you're a father-fucker, too?" Jane gasped, clutching her chest.
"I'm afraid I am," she admitted.
"Pardon me while I go get my vomit bag," her girl friend said disgustedly. "I'm afraid I can't have any respect for you."
"I knew you'd say that," she said quietly. "And I'm sorry I told you."
"Don't be sorry," Jane said, "it's the juiciest thing I've heard in ages."
"Don't you tell everybody you know," Marilyn warned her. "I'm not exactly proud of myself."
"Don't worry, honey," she told her, "I won't tell anybody except maybe my brother."
"That would be great," she told her, "would you mind doing me one big favor and saying nothing to anybody?"
"All right," she finally agreed.
When Marilyn had left her girl friend and was walking home, she had plenty of time to think. And the more she thought about her situation the more disturbed she became. She regretted terribly that she had said anything whatsoever to her girl friend about her problems. It was obvious to her that no one understood.
CHAPTER 13
In desperation, Marilyn decided she should consult with her uncle, Fred. She hadn't spoken with him in a long, long time and she figured perhaps he could help her out of her dilemma.
"Uncle Fred," she began, "I wonder if I could see you?"
"About what, Marilyn?" he asked her. "I'm quite busy."
"It's alright if you're too busy," she said with a hurt voice.
"I'm never too busy for you," he said. "When can we get together? At your convenience."
"I was thinking about tonight after school," she told him.
"All right," he told her. "Come over to my place and we can talk about your problems."
All during school that day, all she could think about was what she would say to her Uncle Fred. When the day was finally over and she had an opportunity to visit with him at his apartment. She was surprised to see him strutting about in his shorts.
"Uncle Fred, aren't you going to put your clothes on?" she asked him.
"I guess I haven't told you I've joined a nudist colony," he smiled at her.
"A nudist colony?" she asked him.
"Yes," he told her, "I have decided that there isn't a reason in the world why people should wear clothes. Clothes are artificial. It is much more natural to go around in the natural."
"Do you expect me to take off everything?" Marilyn giggled.
"That's up to you, honey," he told her. "If you want to strip, go right ahead."
The idea of seeing what her uncle looked like suddenly appealed to her. Marilyn almost forgot what she had come to see him about in her haste to take off her clothes to display herself for him. As she slid out of her dress, she revealed her huge bosoms. Then she pulled off her panties and he got a look at her crotch.
"Don't you look like a tasty morsel," her Uncle Fred smiled.
To her alarm, he requested, "Come over here and pull off my shorts, sweetie."
She was amazed at his boldness. Nevertheless, her curiosity got the best of her and stark naked Marilyn walked across the room and slipped down her Uncle Fred's shorts. To her delight and surprise he had a huge cock with an enormous red knob.
"How do you like it, honey?" he asked with a broad smile playing about his lips.
"It's big enough," she told him.
"It's juicy enough, too," he said. "How would you like to do a sweet sixty-nine with your old Uncle Freddie?"
"Why, Uncle Fred," she laughed nervously, "I couldn't do a thing like that. What kind of a girl do you think I am?"
"Just checking that out, sweetheart," he told her, "now why don't you relax and get your head down between my legs?"
'I can't do that," she protested once more. All of her protesting was of no avail. He was determined that he was going to have what he wanted.
"Come on, sweetheart," he told her, "let's get cracking."
Going into the bedroom, she followed. He pulled back the king-size bedspread and told her, "Get in the middle of the bed, honey, and we'll stretch out and start sucking."
The flip manner that he went about making his request made her smile.
"Uncle Fred," she giggled, "you're so funny."
"And I'm juicy, too," he said, pointing at his penis which was starting to drip with cum.
Realizing that he needed some action, she couldn't help wonder about his wife.
"What about your wife?" she asked. "Won't Aunt Helen have twenty fits?"
"Your Aunt Helen is going to play bridge tonight. You don't worry about her. She's an alcoholic and uses bridge as cover up. She's been frequenting Benny's Bar."
"Oh, I've heard about Benny's Bar," she nodded, "that's next to the club Alabam."
"That's right," he smiled, "and she goes from Benny's Bar over to Club Alabam and picks up a lover and you know the rest."
"I'm so sorry to hear that, Uncle Freddie," she said.
"Don't worry about it, honey," he told her, "she's too loose to enjoy anymore. Stretched it out too much and I haven't enjoyed fucking her in the last twenty years."
"Well all right," she said, as she felt no guilt. If Aunt Helen was playing around she had every right to carry on with Uncle Fred. After all, didn't his balls demand satisfaction? That was why she felt it actually was an opportunity to perform a much needed and valuable service.
When she stretched out she raised her leg and stroked her vagina.
"Now, baby doll," Uncle Fred smiled as he crouched over her crotch, "you just grab that great big cock of mine and start sucking. Lick around the balls first and if you have a mind to, eat the ass out, too."
"You want all the action, don't you, Uncle Freddie?" Marilyn giggled.
"All the action I can get, baby doll," he assured her.
This was the moment that she had waited for. She was determined to give him a very good time. She began pumping on his penis while she let her tongue lick around his big sweating balls. Parting his ass cheeks with one hand, she let her tongue slip around his asshole. Fred loved her action and told her to.
"You sure know how to use that tongue on a guy, honey," he told her. "Keep it up. You're really fantastic."
She figured he deserved some good times and she let her tongue slip smoothly up his tight anal channel. Her Uncle Fred wiggled about the bed as he felt her tongue plunging up his asshole and her hand pumping on his penis. He was pleased and proud that she was so efficient. At the same time, he was having a ball licking her pussy. He let his tongue sweep along her slit while he fingered her asshole. She loved the way he pumped his tongue in finally, focusing his action on her clit. Flipping his tongue back and forth across her clit while she ate his ass out and pumped on his penis had double delight.
"Eat my cock," he finally told her, "I'll be shooting off in your hand. That would be a disaster."
Marilyn knew enough to listen and she pulled her tongue out of her uncle's twisting asshole and quickly swept over his balls on the way up to the top of his cock. Slipping her mouth smoothly over his penis shaft, she sucked vigorously on the head at first. She let her mouth ride to the base of the penis while she massaged his balls playfully. He loved the sensations and pumped forward fast The head of his shaft massaged the back of her throat.
"Wow!" her Uncle Fred panted. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. I love it,"
To return the good time she was giving him, her Uncle Fred bent low over her crotch and plunged his tongue once more up her pussy. Gripping her ass cheeks with his hands, he squeezed. Pulling her tighter to him, he got his mouth so close over her snatch he built up a suction. The pussy suction stimulated her so much she locked her legs around his neck. Momentarily taking her mouth off his penis she told him, "Keep that up. I love that, Uncle Freddie."
She didn't have to worry that her Uncle Fred would slip his tongue out of her slit now. For Fred was a confirmed pussy-eater. He was waiting for that fantastic moment of orgasm. He was doing his best to bring her around. While his hands continued playing with her ass cheeks, his tongue continued flicking across her clit in rhythmic movements. Returning to his cock, she plunged her face down so far that it rammed down her throat and almost choked her. Pulling off so she could enjoy a simple suck job, she continued.
"Keep it up," she panted. "Oh, yes, baby, yes, that's the way I like it. Keep it moving." The twisting precision movements of her tongue flipping over the head of his shaft had him trembling. He locked his thighs around her neck as she sucked him. The two of them were enjoying it immensely. Marilyn was learning something about playing with the ass. She had neglected this aspect of lovemaking when she was doing her cock-sucking thing. She was glad that she could learn how to provide some electrical sexual thrills to him. Letting her fingers tease around his ass cheeks she got him so stimulated he was ramming in hard driving thrusts. The two of them now were both absorbed in one thing. They Were trying to come off together in a steaming hot climax. Soon, she felt him juicing. As his sperm load exploded in her mouth, she sucked greedily. At the same instant she gushed in his mouth. Her Uncle Freddie was delighted and excited and continued flipping his tongue around her juicing vagina. Licking up every drop, he didn't stop until he had completed the act.
Pulling out, he glanced up at her as she continued letting her mouth slip back and forth on his still erect male member.
"Pull your mouth off my pecker, honey," he said, "and I'll show you a thing or two about lovemaking."
"What, Uncle Freddie?" Marilyn asked innocently.
"You'd be surprised, baby," he told her. The moment she released his cock he got off the bed.
"Your pecker doesn't go down," she told him.
"It sure doesn't, honey," he told her, "it serves me well."
"I can see that," she said innocently.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I want to watch you do some really super action for me. I'll show you what I mean in a minute."
Going to the closet he came out with a strange-looking dildo and a strap.
"What in the world have you got that for?" she asked.
"Do you know what this is?" he smiled at her.
Not wanting to let on that she knew very well what it was and had been fucked with one, she shook her in feigned innocence.
"That, lover baby, is a prick. It's a plastic prick and it allows me to give you a sensational fuck. I poke my pecker up your pussy and then thrust this plastic dick up your asshole. You get it both ways that way. How does that grab you?" His eyes were aglow with anticipation.
"Oh, I'd like it, Uncle Freddie," she enthused. "Will you screw me that way?"
"I wouldn't want to fuck you any other way," he told her. "A gorgeous girl like you needs to be brought out. When I finish having sex with you, honey, you'll make some young stud a mighty good piece of ass."
"Is that a nice thing to say?" she teased.
"That's the greatest compliment that any woman can have," he said.
"What about my mind?" she asked him. "Don't you take that into consideration?"
"Who needs to worry about the mind anymore?" he said. "They've got the think tank to take care of that. It all works out with a computer. You just shove the question in on a piece of paper and it figures it out and slips it out at the other end. But you have never found a genuine fucking machine. There is no replacement for a pussy. Nor is there anything like a nice tight asshole. And when you put them all together, that spells a fantastic fuck."
"Uncle Freddie," she giggled, "you ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"I am," he said, "I'm ashamed that I never got into your pussy before. Judging from the way that you fuck, you've had quite a bit of action."
"Well that's what I was meaning to talk to you about," she told him.
"Don't tell me about it," he said. "I much prefer thinking of you as an innocent little cherub."
"I'm no cherub," she shook her head, "and I'm certainly not innocent."
Her Uncle Freddie paid no attention to what she was saying and was strapping the dildo onto himself. She didn't continue. She was curious to know what he would do. It did seem strange to see two pricks flipping up from one body. One was real and one was plastic. Going over to his chest of drawers he pulled out the first drawer and took out a tube of something. Going over to the bed he squeezed the tube and using the slippery substance on his plastic penis, he smiled at her.
"This will ease it up your asshole," he smiled proudly.
"You're quite a stud, Uncle Freddie," she winked.
"I know what's happening, honey," he said, "and when you have two pricks sliding into you, you'll know what's happening, too." He smiled at her.
"Get your legs up in the air, honey and spread wide. Your Uncle Freddie is gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
She threw her legs up in the air as he slipped a pillow under her ass cheeks.
"Just rest your pretty legs on my shoulders, honey, while I fit these cocks into you," he grinned proudly.
Slowly easing the slippery plastic penis up her tight rectum, he began driving his own prick into her pussy. The double sensations of being fucked in both places appealed to her.
"This feels so gooodd," she said enthusiastically.
"Sure it does," he told her, "you're gonna love it, baby."
The double action pleased her. Her hips gyrated as the plastic prick stabbed her rectum. A moment later his own cock rode all the way up her pussy.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she panted, "fuck me. I like that. Fuck me, Uncle Freddie, fuck me."
Never before had Fred seen a woman who was more eager to be fucked. Her hands were all over him as he pumped away.
"Watch in the mirror," he called out as he glanced over to the dresser to see his reflection while he screwed her this way. It appealed to his twisted sexual desires to watch what he was doing. "Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's it. Twist your hips, honey. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes, that's the way I like it. You're nice and tight in both places."
She couldn't help feel proud of herself. She realized that she was giving him a fuck he would never forget.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "yes, yes, fuck me. Now, baby, now."
He was becoming more turned on every second. There was no doubt in his mind about what a sensational grind she was. His body trembled and he began sweating. Their bodies slapped each other's as they both began to perspire.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she groaned in delight, "you're a great lover."
Her hands were on her uncle's buttocks. She was nimbly gripping them now and then she parted his ass cheeks and slowly slipped her finger up Freddie's asshole.
"What're you trying to do to me, lover?" he asked her.
"Give you a wild ride," she told him.
He continued stabbing into her until he exploded. As his hot cream exploded in her pussy she twisted her hips around and cried frantically.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she panted, "that's wild."
She was sobbing with emotion as she completed the act. When he pulled out of her she had to tell him everything.
"You don't know what a bad girl I am," she laughed.
"You were excellent, honey," he said, "you gave me a screw up there with those hundred-dollar-an-hour girls. I only wish your Aunt Helen was as good as that when I married her."
"Well, I mean," she explained, "I've had sex with another girl."
"The next time you fuck another girl," he said, "let me know. I'd like to watch. My balls itch just thinking of it."
He went to the bathroom and was unfastening the dildo. She observed him washing it off in the sink as she called out to him to get his attention.
"Uncle Freddie," she said, "my brother Wally has screwed me."
"Somebody had to break him in," he chuckled, "it might as well have been you, honey."
She was giggling so much now she could hardly contain herself. Nothing that she could say would shock her Uncle Freddie.
"I fucked my Daddy, too," she said.
She heard a loud sound and she didn't understand what had happened. Coming into the bedroom he flipped the dildo onto the floor.
"You what?" he exclaimed.
"I fucked my Daddy," she said bluntly.
"That's awful," he said, "that's sick."
"Don't you think it's pretty sick that you're fucking me?" she asked him.
"We're not blood relatives," he said, "blood makes a difference."
"I guess so," she said testily as she got to her feet and slipped into her panties.
"Where are you going?" he demanded.
"What business is that of yours?'" she said, "you look down on me because I'm a father-fucker, don't you?"
"I don't exactly look up to you," he admitted.
"I'm sick of people casting arrows at me," she said. "You're no Puritan."
She never said another word as she left. She was really disgusted as she went home. It was becoming obvious to her that each person could cover his own hang-up. All he had to say was that what he did was all right and what the other person did was sick. It made her sick just thinking about it. When she got home, her father was there and she fixed him a good meal. He said nothing about sex and that was a relief.
In the days that followed she tried to do her very best to make him happy. Her brother found himself another girl and never asked her for sex any more. All was going smoothly until one night her father came home loaded.
"Looks like you've been drinking, Daddy," she said.
"Yeah, I've been drinking," he said, "and I got a ticket, too."
"Daddy," she exclaimed, "you're gonna get in a lot of trouble if you don't watch out."
"Why don't you blow me, punkin?" he said as he sat down in a chair and began unzipping his fly.
"I thought it was all over between us, Daddy," she said, "I can't do anything with you anymore."
"Oh, sweetheart," he begged, "why don't you pull down your panties and ride your Daddy's dick?"
"Right in that chair?" she asked him. "I can't think of a better place," he said, as he peeled out his penis and started stroking.
The eight of her father's enormous penis turned her on. Marilyn decided that maybe it wouldn't hurt if she did give him a little fuck. She pulled down her panties and got on the chair and straddling him, slid down over his smooth slick cock.
"That feels fantastic, honey," he told her. "Keep fucking."
He plunged his penis into her with rapid-fire force.
"Wow!" he panted as he fucked away.
Pressing his lips over hers, they were lost in a soul kiss. They didn't hear the door open. In walked Marilyn's mother, accompanied by Uncle Fred.
"Stop that this instant," her mother demanded. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screamed. "You're a molester, a damned molester. You're going to pay for it. I'm going to get my little girl back," she shouted.
"Would you stop!" she cried louder, as the two paid no attention to her.
When Uncle Freddie pulled out a flash camera and took some pictures of the action, they both stopped dead in their tracks.
"What are you trying to do?" her father slurred.
"Nail you," his wife replied. "I got a pretty raw deal in that divorce action and you're going to pay for what you did to me, and pay through the nose."
Immediately, Marilyn realized what a tragic situation she was in. Pulling away from her father's wilted penis, she picked up her panties and ran from the room. While she was in her bedroom she could hear her mother and her Uncle Freddie and her father arguing.
"What are you going to do with all this?" her father demanded. "Try to wreck my job? You'll kill the goose that lays the golden egg. You won't get any more alimony money so you'd better not try that."
"A little blackmail money would come in mighty handy," she said. "Freddie has the pictures and he can prove plenty. Any time you get out of line, you'll be sorry. I want a couple hundred dollars more a month."
Just then Freddie's wife burst in which an officer.
"There they are," she pointed at them.
She could hardly believe her eyes. For Marilyn's father was sitting there dead drunk with his prick still hanging out.
"What's the meaning of this?" the officer demanded.
Realizing they had no alternative and that the blackmail scheme was over, her mother said smoothly, "This man, my ex-husband was molesting my teenage daughter. Arrest him."
One look at the Polaroid pictures convinced the officer that Fred knew what he was talking about.
"Well I never," Aunt Helen shook her head as she barged in, "I figured you were playing around with some cheap cunt. I was surprised when we followed you here. I knew that something was up."
When it was all over, Marilyn was put in the custody of her mother. Her warped father paid a dear price for his molesting. Not only did he serve a jail term, but when he was allowed to go back to earn a living he discovered he had no job.
