Arnold Canton looked over the blueprints for the new tract of houses he was developing with his business partner. There were changes that had to be made and he could see they were not going to be easy decisions to make. With the cost of lumber skyrocketting he wanted to use as little wood as possible. Just then his twenty-year-old daughter Peggy interrupted his thoughts as she opened the study door.
"Daddy," she asked him, "I'm going to be going out. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, darling," Arnold told his beautiful young daughter. "Just remember to get in before one o'clock. All right?"
The stunning brown-eyed, brown-haired girl came over and kissed her father.
"You shouldn't do that, honey," he laughed. "You're getting tocTold for that sort of thing."
Arnold couldn't help but notice Peggy's beautiful bosoms as she crushed against him in an affectionate kiss.
"Oh, daddy, you're awful," she giggled coyly as she left him alone with his thoughts.
Arnold put the blueprints aside and went over to the bar in his study and fixed himself a drink. It was amazing how that girl was developing, he thought to himself. The only thing he was concerned about was that she didn't get in with the wrong company. He had heard plenty of stories about young people who were on drugs. He'd also read a newspaper report about a sex-and-drug scandal where young college girls were involving themselves in orgies. It really got him angry thinking about the license the young people of today were taking.
Arnold Canton was forty years old and still had many passionate feelings that he wanted to express. However, his contractor's job had kept him so busy that he had little time to consider such things as women or where his life was headed. As he leaned back in his leather chair behind his desk, he was thinking of Peggy's mother. She had been a beautiful woman. So beautiful, in fact, that other men couldn't quit chasing her. That was why he had to divorce her. Peggy pleaded to come with him, although Arnold Canton thought it probably would be better if she went to live with her mother. Yet, considering the example that his wife had set for Peggy, he was glad that she was with him.
That night he was alone and suddenly wished he had someone there to talk to. The doorbell rang and Arnold got up to answer it. When he went to the door he was surprised to see a friend of Peggy's, who stood there.
"Is Peggy in?" she asked, her voice almost childlike with its breathy, satiny quality.
She was not just beautiful-she was exquisite. Her eyes were clear, her manner naive. Even beneath her clothes Arnold could see the swell of her large, firm breasts.
"No, is she expecting you?" he asked, trying to catch his breath and keep his eyes off her lovely body.
"No, not exactly," she admitted, "but I had to talk to her about something. Do you think she'll be back soon?"
"I don't know," Arnold shook his head. "Come in. Perhaps I can call and find out if I can reach her where she was going."
Arnold Canton knew it probably would be futile to phone the parents of Peggy's boyfriend. Nevertheless, he did so, only to discover that they both were out for the night. Placing the phone back in its cradle, he looked at the blonde teenage girl.
"Is it anything I can help you with?" he asked, not remembering his daughter ever mentioning this girl or bringing her to the house.
"I don't think so," she said as she shook her head, looking away.
"What is your name?" Arnold Canton asked his daughter's girl friend.
"Susan," she replied softly.
"Susan," he told her, "it isn't good for you to be out alone like this at night. How did you get here?"
"I took a taxi," she explained.
Arnold told her that he would be glad to drive her back homer
"Not right now," she explained. "That's why I had to run away for a while. Mom and dad were having such an awful argument I couldn't stand it any longer."
The young girl's smile left her face as she thought about what had happened.
"Susan," he told her, "why don't I get you something to drink? Would you like a Coke or a 7-Up?"
As Susan sat on the sofa, her skimpy skirt displayed her well rounded calves, dimpled knees and delicious thighs. Arnold Canton felt a sharp tug of desire in the pit of his stomach, his breath coming faster.
"I'd love a 7-Up," she told him.
Arnold fixed her the soft drink and poured a Scotch for himself. Coming back to the living room, he handed her the drink, then sat down to try and console her.
"You can't get too upset with anyone else's problems but your own," he advised her. "It just isn't good business. I know people today have a lot of frustrating situations that they're enduring. So why don't you try to understand that they aren't to be blamed. That's just the way it is."
Susan's eyes lit up as she detected the fact that Arnold Canton cared.
"Daddy is so awful," she shook her head. "He's a woman chaser. I know it sounds corny, but it's true. He can't seem to keep away from his secretaries. Mom is always having private investigators tail him and she catches him. It's awful."
Wondering how old she was, Arnold Canton finally asked, "Are you eighteen or nineteen?"
"I'm nineteen," she told him. "Why do you ask?"
Arnold shrugged, being as casual as he knew how.
"I just wondered," he told her.
"Mr. Canton," she said anxiously, "do you think all men play around?"
"Why do you ask?" he demanded.
"Well, that's what daddy tells mother," she explained. "And I just wondered if it's true."
"In answer to your question . . . no," he told her seriously. "I had a problem myself. My wife believed in a double standard. I didn't. So we divorced."
"Peggy told me all about it," Susan revealed.
For a moment Arnold Canton couldn't say anything. He wondered just how much Peggy had told her girl friend.
"You were so brave to take all that she dished out," Susan smiled as she sipped her drink.
A strange smile played about the corner of his lips as he looked at her. He could see that she had tremendous animal appeal and he wondered just how many experiences she had had.
"I wish that I had a dad like you," she finally broke in. "Peggy says you travel everywhere together. Mom and dad are always battling. So they send me off to Aunt Leslie's house. And that's hell."
"Why?" Arnold asked, not understanding. "Well, I'll tell you why," she said quietly. "Aunt Leslie isn't exactly a good character reference. She is a loose-moralled woman."
Arnold had to hold back a laugh. He could see that Susan was caught in an awful dilemma. But at the same time, as he looked directly at her bare thighs, he could make no pretense of disguising his admiration for her long, lovely legs. Arnold could feel that telltale tingle deep in his crotch.
As Arnold Canton looked at the beautiful Susan he drifted off into a dream fantasy world. He could imagine undressing her. He could picture taking her into the bedroom and teaching her all the fine points of sex.
"What's wrong?" Susan asked innocently when silence reigned for a few moments.
"Nothing," Arnold said, looking away guiltily.
"Do I turn you on?" Susan asked bluntly.
"Now that you mention it.. . yes," he confessed. "You are so damned appealing I don't know what I can do."
Susan bowed her head sadly.
"I do that to every man," she said, as if her heart would break, "and it's awful."
There was a tremor in her voice and it looked as if she was about to cry. Arnold felt guilty for ever having revealed the truth to her. Instinctively he went over to help her. Sitting beside her on the sofa, he placed his arm around her affectionately.
"You must blame all of us dirty old men," he told her, "for having little control when it comes to appreciation of a sex package as pretty as you are."
The blue-eyed, blonde-haired girl looked up through tear-streaked eyes.
"It's no fun being a sex object," she said anxiously. "Boys want to use you. I get so sick and tired of being asked out on dates that I can't tell you."
Her voice broke off and she started to cry. Wrapping his arms around her protectively, Arnold Canton tried to console his daughter's young female friend.
"Now, now," he said quietly, "You mustn't take it like that. You've been given a beautiful gift. The gift of beauty. Don't let anyone or anything spoil that for you."
As Arnold felt the young girl close, he almost thought she was pressing her firm, ripe bosoms against his chest, deliberately trying to ignite his passions.
"Does that get you all worked up?" the teenage girl asked the contractor.
"You bet it does," he admitted. "I guess we shouldn't hold each other like this."
Instead of pulling away, Susan giggled as she caressed her breasts across his chest.
"Isn't it funny how a man reacts?" she giggled. "Is it?" Arnold asked anxiously. The girl became so bold that she was placing her hand on his bulging crotch. But he didn't have the heart to tell her to take it away. It felt too good and he was becoming stimulated and aroused in spite of his vows to control himself.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered. "You know that, don't you?"
Susan slowly started unzipping Arnold Canton's fly. Never before in his life had he ever dealt with a woman who could be so bold. Even when his wife would try to engage him in sexual activity so he would overlook her infidelity, she never came on quite this strong.
"What are you trying to do to me?" he asked her.
"Seduce you," Susan said coyly.
"I'm not your age^ honey," he told her.
"It doesn't make any difference to me, if it doesn't to you," Susan said breathlessly as she quickly reached for his throbbing male member in his shorts.
"Don't do that," Arnold warned her. "That's a dangerous weapon you're playing with there, honey."
Dangerous or not, Susan was enjoying massaging his long penis. Arnold's desire for Susan had grown to unbearable proportions. The wish for sex with her beautiful body was roaring and mounting deep within his balls every time he glanced at her. It was torture to see her bare legs, those smooth beautiful legs that promised so much. He imagined his hand sliding up and settling on the damp, moist crease. Arnold could imagine stroking her delicious vagina through her panties, tasting it and then relieving himself inside of her.
"Oh, you're driving me crazy," he finally lamented. "We can't keep this up."
"I want you so bad," she whispered.
Arnold Canton realized how problematical it would be if for any reason his young daughter came home early.
"At least let me lock the door," he told her.
"Let's go into your bedroom," Susan suggested eagerly.
She released her grip on his prick and he went to the door and locked it. Then he noticed what she was doing. Susan was removing her blouse.
"I don't wear a brassiere," she said as he looked at her up thrust bosoms with their erect red nipples.
"You don't have to, honey," he told her. "I guess we'd better go to the bedroom."
He was so hot now he wanted to fuck her in the worst way. Going upstairs to his bedroom, Arnold Canton wanted to make her aware of the fact that she was seducing him.
"Remember, you seduced me," he reminded her.
Susan giggled.
"Of course, Mr. Canton," she told him. "You don't have to worry about me charging you with rape."
Chapter Two
Once they were in his bedroom, Arnold Canton didn't have long to wait for Susan to undress. It was obvious she was as eager for sex as he was. She slid out of her skirt and stood there wearing only her skimpy bikini panties.
"Come on, baby," she said, patting her pussy.
It didn't take him long to go over to her. She unzipped his fly farther as he unfastened his belt and let his pants fall to the floor. His stiff prick jutted out in front of him, stimulating her all the way.
"Basil likes me to blow him," she told him. "Would you like that?"
Once more he began thinking about the charges this young teenager might file. She could accuse him of rape.
"Maybe we'd better forget it," he told her.
"You can't get cold feet with a hot prick," she giggled.
Her hands pulled spiritedly on his cock. It was so huge.
"Get on the bed, Arnold," she said softly.
It was amazing how this beautiful blonde girl was engineering everything for him. Going over to the bed, Arnold threw back the bedspread and the blankets. He lay on his back on the crisp white sheets and spread his legs for the young girl.
"Basil likes me to massage his prick and balls with my tits. Would you like that, Arnold?"
The horny contractor wasn't about to tell the teenaged girl he didn't.
"Anything you want to do," he said, trying to gear his every word in such a way that she could never say he had forced her to do anything.
He was simply giving her access to what she obviously craved so intensely. It might drive her out of her mind not to provide her with the erotic satisfaction that she no doubt required so much.
"OOOHHH," he groaned as she bent over and swung her supple breasts back and forth across his testicles and finally focusing on his throbbing, hard penis.
Susan placed his penis between her full, rich bosoms. With both hands she gently massaged his throbbing, rock-hard cock.
"OOOHHH," he moaned. "THAT FEELS SO GOOOOOODD. FUCK IT WITH YOUR TITS. OOOOHHHH, BABY, I LOVE THIS."
The delicious erotic fire that flared through her loins now was driving her almost out of her mind.
"I can hardly wait to taste you," she confessed. "Are you sweet or bitter?"
Arnold wasn't sure what Susan was talking about.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, is your cum sweet of bitter?"
Hardly prepared for such a bold question from such a supposedly innocent, naive young girl, Arnold shook his head.
"I never had anybody do a taste test for me," he confessed. "Do you want to suck off my prick, swallow my load and then tell me?"
Nodding now, it didn't take the blonde-haired young girl long to accept the offer of his throbbing penis. But first she wanted to perform a variety of erotic acts around his crotch to arouse and stimulate him to a passionate pitch of sensual desire.
"Slip a pillow to me," she told Arnold.
Reaching behind him he picked up a pillow and tossed it down to her. She eased it under his firm, round ass globes. Parting his ass crack with her tongue, she rimmed him gently. Arnold became more intensely excited than he'd ever been before. His ass rocked from side to .side as she stimulated him.
"OOOHHH, YES," he panted as she grabbed his buttocks and lustfully tongue fucked his rectum. "SUCK ON MY BALLS," he finally begged her, losing control of himself.
Immediately her mouth went to his balls. Lustfully she sucked on him.
"Just like that," he exclaimed excitedly. "OOOHHH, SUCK MY NUTS, SUCK THEM."
Reaching for his prick, he began jacking off while the young teenaged girl licked at his testicles with lusty and loving attention.
Once he was so excited he knew he was going to unload, he told her to grab his prick. Grasping his throbbing, long cock, she licked up the underside, of it. Capping the crown of his penis with her mouth, she began sucking down in earnest. Instantly her smooth mouth movements brought him so close to climax he had to slow down. Gasping.lustfully, he told her to take it easy.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he groaned in anguish, "YOU DON'T KNOW HOW GOOD IT FEELS. TAKE IT EASY."
The velvety mouth movements had her completely aroused. She enjoyed the sensation of having her mouth filled with his huge, hard prick. Susan feasted on his cock as he rotated his hips and shoved it still further down her throat.
"EAT ME," he told her as she closed her mouth around his thick prick. "OOOHHH," he gasped in wild abandon.
Susan's facial muscles began to twitch as she injested his penis. Her head tossed back as if she was going out of her mind with erotic delight. "HHHMMMMM," she purred as she sucked. It was heaven to have her tongue licking at the tip of his hard cock. , "I WANT YOU TO SUCK IT," he begged her. "SUCK ME, SUSAN, SUCK ME!"
He reached down to grip her head. She was still gripping the thick pulsating penis.
"FINGER MY ASSHOLE WHILE YOU SUCK MY PRICK"' Arnold told his young female lover.
Gingerly sliding her index finger up his tight anus, Susan pumped in time to her mouth movements, on his throbbing, hard penis.
"YES," he gasped as he surged down her throat.
She could tell he was on the brink of orgasm. She loved having this power over him. He was writhing and twisting and fucking her face with hard, long strokes.
"OOOHHH," Arnold cried out, "YES. SUCK OFF. SWALLOW ME."
He couldn't move his eyes off her. She was giving him just the kind of sex he'd always dreamed about. He knew it was wrong-but he was willing to pay the price. Any price at this moment.
"EAT IT," he whispered enticingly. "SUCK OFF. OOOHHH, BABY, WHAT A COCK EATER."
Vividly he recalled his wife. She would play around with other men. But when he wanted it, she would say, "tomorrow," and the next day it would be "tomorrow" again. Arnold never got enough satisfaction for his big aching cock. But he was making up for it now as he fucked Susan's face with wild abandon.
"Get set for a big load," he told Susan. "OOOHHH, YES, YES, EAT IT, EAT IT. SUCK OFF!"
His pulsing cock unloaded in her mouth. She hungrily sucked him, lapping it up.
"YESSSSS, YESSSSSS," he told her, "SUCK ME OFF. SUUUUUUCK!"
Closing her eyes and enjoying his white-hot, sticky semen, Susan sucked him completely.
Almost choking on his cum load, she finally eased off his prick.
"You sure gave me a good cock suck, honey," he told her. "t loved every minute of it."
It pleased Susan that he seemed to enjoy it so much. She lay there cradled in his crotch, looking up at him. He gazed affectionately at her bosoms. He could hardly wait to let his hands slide over her breasts. Arnold wanted to grip them, to suck them, to nibble on them.
"You've sure got a big prick, Mr. Canton," she giggled.
"Please, I think we know each other well enough to call each other by first names, don't you?" Nodding, she smiled at him. "Yes, Arnold." He wanted her to beg for it. It din't take her long before she told him what she would like. She held her legs apart and gently stroked her greasy-slick cunt lips, her tingling labia and finally her clitoris, her craving rose bud, the nerve center, the core, the cradle of all of her seething desire.
"I WANT YOU TO LOVE ME HERE," she whispered feverishly.
The male animal in Arnold Canton overpowered the reasoning apparatus in his mind. All he wanted now was to get his mouth over her blossoming, dew-wet cunt. The beautiful moment that he had waited for was here.
Getting down in front of her now, he gazed affectionately at her hair-fringed fissure. The curly pubic blonde hair, the petal lips opening, revealing the glistening, moist pink flesh, triggered his tongue into action.
"OOOHHH, ARNOLD," the young girl gasped dramatically, "I'M HELPLESS UNDER YOUR SPELL."
But he didn't tongue fuck her yet. Arnold wanted her to beg for it.
"I'M ALL YOURS, ALL YOURS... OOOHHH, PLEASE, FUCK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE. YES ... I NEED IT, I NEED IT."
Those were the trigger words that turned Arnold's tongue on. Slowly he let his hot, red digit slide along her slit. She threw her legs helplessly over his shoulders as his tongue penetrated her pussy. Susan spread her legs wide so he could get a mouthful.
"OOOOHHH, BABY," she told him, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Arnold could feel his balls tingling again. He knew he had to screw her and quickly. She was so beautiful, so helpless, and so young. She was putty in his hands and he loved it. Susan was writhing and thrusting and rotating his hips-to meet his hungry tongue, his open-and-closing mouth drinking from her flesh fountain. Her facial muscles began to twitch as he went oh tongue fucking her cunt with wild abandon.
"SUCK ME, BABY, SUCK ME," she begged.
Finally he held her up tighter to his face and soon he was nibbling at her clit.
"OKAY, EASY, EASY, ARNOLD," she told him.
This was the most exciting, erotic experience she had ever had. Susan felt as though he had brought her around completely. The unspeakable pleasure sent currents and ripples of delight, tingling spasms of pleasure throughout her body. She was whimpering now with delirious pleasure.
"EAT ME, EAT ME," Susan begged.
She was juicing now as he gripped her ass cheeks tightly and sucked hungrily on her gushing vagina.
"YES, YESSSS," she panted, "SUCK ME, BABY. EAT ME!"
When he had finished sucking her slick cuntal sheath, he knew that he had to fuck her.
"Do you want it?" he grinned up at her.
"YES, YES," she begged anxiously, "FUCK ME, ARNOLD, FUCK ME."
"Okay, honey," he told her. "Angle yourself so I can stick my prick in your tight snatch."
Instantly Susan reached down, grasping his thick, pulsing manhood. It was so exciting, she thought. She loved the way his penis seemed to pulse in her hand, growing ever larger. Susan was misty-eyed with lust as she grasped his huge pecker and began pumping. It's hot head began parting her cunt as she shoved forward. It was nudging its way in the channel for which she was made. Grasping its base, she guided it all the way in. She groped his balls, thinking of the sperm inside of this flesh sac.
"I WANT IT," Susan moaned. "SHOVE IT TO ME, OOOHHH, SHOVE IT."
Her cunt felt like a velvety furnace. He went on sliding his rigid hard cock in her slick pussy. Gradually his tempo increased. Soon they were fucking each other with hard, deep strokes. She was pushing back as he would ride into her.
"Wrap your legs around me," he told her.
He gripped her ass cheeks as she threw her legs around him, pressing her inner thighs against him.
"YES, YESSSSS," she begged, "FUCK ME."
Passionately he went on pumping his huge, throbbing prick in her cunt.
"OOOHHH, I CAN'T STAND IT," she gasped. "I WANT EVERY INCH OF IT. GIVE IT TO ME."
He kept probing with his hard, ramming prick, thrusting, jabbing inside of her.
"ALL THE WAY," Susan panted hysterically. "I WANT EVERY INCH OF YOU. OOOOHHH, BABY, I WANT TO FEEL YOU CUMMING INSIDE OF ME."
As his balls slapped against her upturned ass crevice, Arnold realized it wouldn't be long until he was cumming. She was about the hottest piece of ass he'd ever had. Her cunt was tight and she was completely uninhibited. His big cock jerked inside of her as if it had a will of its own. He went on riding his thrusting, hard prick in her cunt, enjoying the way she was grabbing at his penis with her cunt muscles.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME," she begged eagerly. "OOOHHH, BABY, I WANT IT." All at once his rigid prick exploded. "OOOOHHH," she groaned, " I FEEL IT. YOU'RE CUMMING. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Hot white sperm erupted in her cunt. Her vagina muscles milked his penis like a hand.
"YES, YES," he panted, "KEEP DOING THAT."
Susan was proud of her sexual skill. As he finally eased out of her, she told him, "That's about the best fuck I ever had, Mr. Canton."
It bugged Arnold the way she was calling him "Mr. Canton." It made him feel older than he was. The fact that she was nineteen and he was forty was significant enough. But did she have to remind him in this way, by calling him "Mister"? "Did you enjoy it?" she smiled at him.
What a wonderful thing for this strange but incredibly beautiful girl to ask him.
"Yes, very much," he told her.
"Did you have sex like this with your wife?" she asked him curiously.
Arnold Canton shook his head.
"That was our problem," he explained. "She wanted to step out with other men and would do anything with them. But she wouldn't give me much sexual pleasure. It simply wasn't a very fair arrangement."
"I don't see how any woman in her right mind could resist you, Arnold," the blue-eyed blonde told him happily.
His guilt feelings diminished as he listened to her go on about how much she enjoyed it.
Susan seemed to imply that she had quite a few sexual experiences before this one. But he was concerned.
"And whatever you do-don't mention us having sex to Peggy. She wouldn't understand."
"She'd be surprised," Susan laughed.
She got to her feet and went over to the window, looking at the lights of the city in the distance.
"Just think "of all those people out there," she said, "and how few I'll ever get to know in my lifetime. Isn't that strange?"
As Arnold looked at her naked body, he found himself getting aroused once more. He knew that he would have to control himself.
"Susan, I don't think we should meet here," he told her. "It would be awful if Peggy ever came home and caught us."
Susan turned around and stood there nonchalantly, stark naked. Her upthrust breasts with their red-tipped nipples appealed to him all the more now as he looked at her walking toward him.
"Time it," she sighed. "That's all you have to do. When she's out on a heavy date you and I can have our fun."
That got Arnold Canton to thinking. Was his daughter as wild as this girl obviously was? It concerned him very much.
"Susan, would you tell me something? I want to know the truth," he demanded.
"Of course, Mr. Canton," she nodded as she sat on the edge of the bed, not making any effort to get dressed at all.
"Has my daughter played around like this?" Looking away evasively for a tense moment, Susan didn't immediately reply. Finally she asked him, "Would it make any difference?"
"Yes," he told her, "a hell of a lot of difference."
"Let's just say Peggy and I are little girls lost. We don't know where we're going. And we're trying to find out and discover ourselves."
"What is turning into a tramp got with discovering yourself?" he demanded, getting angrier as he thought about it.
"Having sex with a man is the only way that you can truly get to know what you feel about life ... about men . .. about everything. "
It was obvious to Arnold that Susan had a warped attitude toward sex. She was seeing everything in her life from the perspective of going to bed with a man. And that wasn't healthy.
"Sex is one facet of life," Arnold told her, trying to put things straight, "and don't think of it as the whole world. It isn't."
A bit taken back by Arnold's firmness, Susan nevertheless would not give in on this point.
"Sex is what makes the world go round," she said, almost as if by ritual, "and it is sacred. That is why when two bodies join themselves together their souls should be joined as well."
"Damn it, you're talking about holy matrimony," Arnold objected. "What you and I are doing is simply animal lust. And that's all."
"Maybe that's all it was to you," Susan replied evenly, "but it meant much more than that to me."
Arnold Canton could see that he'd hurt the young girl in his analysis of what sex meant to him. Apparently she did wrap it into a variety of meanings that were significant for her. Arnold probably had been too honest, too open and blunt for her.
Chapter Three
Arnold Canton was eager to have Susan get dressed and out of there. He didn't want her to be there when his daughter came home.
"Susan," he told her seriously, "you must never mention this to my daughter. She wouldn't understand."
"Of course not, Mr. Canton," she assured him.
"I'd never tell anybody."
She finished dressing and then looked at him.
"Could I borrow ten for a taxi?" she smiled.
"Of course," he told her.
Arnold gave her ten dollars for the taxi, but then thought better about it. He didn't want any evidence that he had her over at his house.
"Maybe I'd better drive you," he told her. "I can let you off a couple of blocks from your folks' place."
He did just that. Then he returned home. His daughter was there when he got home, and she was in a bad mood.
"What's the matter, darling?" he asked with concern as Peggy looked up at him sadly.
"I've broken up with my boyfriend," she explained. "I just can't stand him trying to go to bed with me anymore."
Arnold Canton was furious.
"Let me talk to him," he insisted. "I'd like to tell him what I think. He's got a nerve trying to involve you. You're still a child."
"I'm not a child exactly, daddy," his young daughter assured him. "I am twenty years old. But just the same, I'm not gonna do perverted things."
"Perverted?" her father demanded. "What exactly did he want you to do?"
It wasn't easy for Peggy to reveal to her father the terrifying acts that her boyfriend had suggested. However, summoning all of her courage, she tried to explain it as best she could.
"He wanted me to give him a blow job, daddy," she told him.
"What?" Arnold asked, jumping angrily to his feet.
Fear, confusion, and a flash-back formed in his mind, all at the same time. Fear that his daughter would succumb to wanton sexual behavior. Confusion over what he had just finished doing with her girl friend. For in flash-back he saw himself asking her to perform the identical act. And here a few hours later he was making such a fuss about his daughter being asked to do the same thing he had asked his daughter's girl friend to do. She could sense something was wrong as she looked at the expression in his face.
"What's the matter, daddy?" she asked quite innocently.
"Oh, nothing," he told her. "But it just burns me up thinking how nervy some of these young men are. Trying to get you to engage in warped sexual behavior. Well, honey, we'd better go to bed now."
An hour later after they had both undressed and gone to bed, Arnold Canton found sleep impossible to come by. He took a sleeping tablet, hoping that would work. His mind was blurred and troubled. He couldn't get over the fact that he'd actually had sex with a teenage girl. He hoped that she would keep quiet. If she didn't, all hell could break loose. Just then the phone rang.
He picked up the phone quickly.
"Mr. Canton?" a soft voice began.
"Yes, who is this?" he demanded.
"It's Susan," a female voice whispered sensuously. "I just wanted to say, nighty-night."
"Susan, don't ever call me like this," he told her angrily. "You could get me in a whale of a lot of trouble."
Arnold didn't want her to continue talking for fear that his daughter Peggy would pick up the phone.
"I've got to hang up now," he told her.
"But I've got to see you again," Susan insisted. "I'm so lonesome without you. And you'd never guess what happened when I got home."
"It'll have to wait," he told her. "Call me at my office. That's a better place. Never call me at home."
Arnold Canton hung up the phone guiltily. Just then his young daughter entered the room.
"Who was that, daddy? Calling in the middle of the night. That's awful!"
"Oh, just some business at the office that has to be tended to that I forgot," Arnold hedged, trying to improvise a reason for the call that would seem plausible to his young, appealing, brunette daughter.
Coming over to where her father was, Peggy sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him lovingly.
"Daddy, you haven't had a good time either. Mother was simply awful to you."
"Thanks, honey," he consoled her, "but go to sleep."
Looking through her sheer nightie he could see her voluptuous bosoms flowering. It was almost like waving the red flag in front of the bull, for he felt himself get an instant hard-on as he looked at her erect nipples.
"I'll give you a good-night kiss, daddy," Peggy whispered as she bent over to give him a good view of her cleavage as she kissed him passionately on the mouth.
"How many times have I told you, daughter, not to kiss your dad like that?"
"Why, daddy?" Peggy asked innocently, knowing full well why.
She got up to leave, and when she reached the door she looked back at him and winked.
"Sleep tight."
When Peggy was gone, Arnold Canton did some quick thinking. Now he had to contend with two girls. It was bad enough that he had his own daughter to deal with. But that wouldn't be half as bad if he had never had sex with Susan. He could see he was going to pay a big price for having carried on with her and knew it. Finally he drifted off to a troubled sleep.
The following Monday morning Susan called around ten o'clock.
"I would love to see you tonight," she began1 her conversation. "It's real important."
"I don't think this is a good idea," he hedged.
"You wouldn't want me to tell your daughter," she blurted, "and I've got to tell someone."
The very thought of his daughter ever finding out about their wild affair sent shock waves shuddering through his body.
"Of course I wouldn't want you to tell her," he insisted. "All right, I will see you after work. You know that little coffee shop on the corner of Ninth and Seedley Street?"
"Oh, sure," Susan told him. "I'll meet you there at six."
At six o'clock sharp Susan was there waiting for him on the corner. He picked her up and decided it would be better to drive some distance. There were too many people who knew him so near his office.
"Well," she began, "I didn't know what was gonna happen when I got back home," she explained. "Mom and dad were waiting for me. They couldn't figure out where I'd gone. And I didn't know what to say. So I simply told them it was none of their fucking business."
"You could have been more tactful," he told her. "That certainly wouldn't win friends and influence people."
Susan had reached over to grope him. This bothered him. She had no right to do such a thing.
"I wonder if I could blow you while you are driving," she suggested.
This bothered him.
"What are we gonna do if an officer stops us?" he asked as he thought about the erotic act that she was asking to perform.
"It would be wonderful," he told her, "if we could get together tonight. I'm just about as wild for you as you are for me."
This pleased the young teenager. She was wasting no time. She was desperate for him to have sex with her. Reaching over she unzipped his fly and let her hands fumble around his hairy thighs. She pulled out his cock and began gently stroking on it. With her other hand she reached for his scrotum. She massaged his balls and his penis.
Slipping the hand she'd placed on his balls away, Susan now sat up and began jacking up and down.
"Stop it, Susan," he told her.
Shock seized his mind as he thought about any officer stopping him. Not only would he make headlines, but he might pull a jail term.
"Where are we gonna do it?" Susan asked as her hand began moving faster on the shaft of his cock.
"We'd better pull off," he told her. "Where no one will see us."
Arnold Canton drove to the outskirts of town. He found a road where he felt no one would see them. Then he pushed back the front seat and spread his legs. He grinned widely as he anticipated this delectable young beauty going down on his cock flesh.
"I really enjoyed your taste," she told him. "You were so sweet. It's like liquid sugar sucking you off."
At this point her tongue laved the tip of his male member. Soon she was slipping her mouth up and down his hard prick. Her face was reddening with lust as she sucked. Arnold Canton found himself quivering with defenseless embarrassment. He couldn't stop her. It felt too good. Her free hand reached for his balls and she began massaging them, doing a superb job. Susan enjoyed licking at the purple, spongy glans of his cock. Her fingers kneaded his balls effectively. Reaching out, Arnold gripped the resilience of her swollen breasts.
Pinching the nipples, he told her to suck them good.
"Keep it up," he told her as she went on with her fire-brand lickings. "Suck it off."
A low, lust-inspired moan issued from her throat as she lapped at his cock head. Salacious sensations shot through his body. Her fingers continued playing with his throbbing balls, bringing the heavily pulsing head of his penis closer, ever closer to climax.
Arnold's virile, muscular body was sweat soaked. Tiny rivulets of perspiration were dripping from the hollows and crevices of his body as he went on forcefully fucking her face. He pumped up and down like a sex machine. She responded to the thrusting rhythm of his long, hard strokes. Susan would pull away as each boring cock stab rode into the hilt.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed anxiously. "SUCK IT. COME ON, BABY, SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
The time bomb of passion in Arnold's balls ticked inexorably toward the inevitable moment of climax.
Her eyes suddenly popped open as if a thousand volts of surging electricity had been sent through an electric line as he rammed his prick all the way down her throat, almost making her choke.
"EAT IT," Arnold panted as he pumped it to her. "OOOOHHH, BABY, SUCK HARD."
Reaching down now he pushed her off a moment. Arnold explained what he wanted to do.
"I want to get in the back seat with you," he told her, "and let's strip."
Hastily he got in the back seat. Glancing over his shoulder, he made sure no one was watching. They both undressed completely. Then he lay on his back and spread his legs. Her hand gripped his hard, long cock once again. Susan's flushed face showed a mixture of feelings, fear and pleasure. She couldn't help herself. She wanted his giant, blood-filled cock head sliding up and down in her mouth. His sperm-bloated balls slapped against his ass cheeks as she slipped her index finger up his tight asshole. A wild idea seized Arnold. He imagined how stimulating it might be if this teenage girl would lick around his crotch. He hardly knew how to ask her to eat his ass out tactfully.
"Susan, baby," he whispered lustfully, "come on, pull your mouth off my prick and lick my butt."
Arnold Canton had told the young teenager bluntly what he would enjoy. Susan had never heard of such a thing. However, as wild as it was, she was willing to try anything. Holding his ass globes in her hands, she parted them with her tongue. At that point he could feel the cool rush of air down the valley of his buttocks. Suddenly she was pressing her bountiful bosoms against his ass cheeks as her tongue plunged up his rectum.
"YES," he gasped as she gripped his quivering, hard cock and pulled wildly while she ate his ass out.
Her tongue began plundering deeper, ever deeper.
"OOOHHH, WOW!" Arnold Canton groaned in erotic frenzy. "SUCK MY ASSHOLE."
She closed her eyes with incredible shame. It was obvious this was a difficult task for her to perform. But he didn't care. His rubbery cock was pungent with cum. He was about ready to explode.
"You'd better slide your tongue out of my asshole, honey," he panted as he looked at her lustfully, "and slip your mouth on my dick. I'm ready to shoot my load."
Her mouth capped his cock. His ass cheeks vibrated as he savagely fucked her face. She involuntarily backed up. Susan was eager to accept all of the cream in his thick, pistoning organ but she was fearful he might choke her. His mammoth erection disappeared wetly between her ovalled lips. Her hands clasped his sinewy buttocks as he fucked now with wild abandon.
"EAT IT," he told her, "SUCK. OOOHHH, BABY, SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
The acute need that he felt for unloading in her mouth was indicated by the frantic way he fucked. Her finger tips played with his scorching testicles. Droplets of steaming semen splashed down her throat with the velocity of a high-powered rifle as he gripped her head and forced her down on his prick.
"OOOHHH," he groaned in a frenzy, "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF."
Her cheeks were flushed now as tears of delight spilled down her face.
"EAT IT," Arnold Canton panted as the hot sperm kept richly ricocheting down her female gullet in great swirling gushes.
Finally she eased off him.
"OOOHHH, ARNOLD," she whispered, "YOU TASTE SO GOOD. I REALLY ENJOYED SUCKING YOU. I DID."
The glistening wetness of his blood-engorged member indicated to her how much he enjoyed it. For he was still hard. His cock was still lubricated with her moist saliva.
"Honey," he whispered, "why don't you slip your sweet ass down on my face and let me have a lick."
Chapter Four
The shapely young girl didn't hesitate to please Arnold Canton. She slid over his face, obeying his command with the acquiescence of a temple slave. He gripped her thighs and pulled her down tighter. Arnold was eager to liberate her from any inhibitions that she might still possess concerning sex. His tongue gently laved along her ass crack. Soon he was eagerly tongue fucking her tight anus.
"OOOHHH," she gasped, "COME ON, BABY, SUCK IT. THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. SUCK IT."
She was giving him a wild time and he loved it.
"EAT ME," she whispered. "SUCK MY PUSSY. OOOOOHHH, AAAAAAHHH, SUCK MY PUSSY."
Arnold held Susan's satiny ass cheeks. With his upraised tongue serving as a small penis, she pumped her ass crack up and down on him. Reaching forward, she fingered her slit. She could tell that he was watching with lust-filled eyes. The glowing furnace of desire burning in his body caused him to withdraw his tongue from her rectum and start licking at her pussy. The searing passion scalding her cunt inspired him. He liked to get his nose, his mouth and his teeth right in there so he could lick. Her wetly seeping cuntal sheath provided delicious pleasure for him. He tasted her, licking, exploring and nibbling at her erect clitoris. An agonizing grimace of rising desire twisted Susan's features into a mask of absolute surrender. She ran her fingers through Arnold's brown hair as she felt the ecstasy climb to the pinnacle of wanton, lustful desire.
Susan's body had become taut, every muscle and every pore atuned to the wild, devastating ascent into the realm of forbidden lust as he sucked hungrily at her crotch. She squirmed salaciously and he held her tightly. Her fire-filled vagina was ready to explode.
Wild, delicious thrills caused Susan's body to tingle closer to climax. She knew she was cumming and she shoved her cunt right over Arnold's mouth, listening with delight to the lewd sound of him sucking, licking and lapping her at this most intimate spot. The taste of Susan's love juices made Arnold gasp with lustful satisfaction as he ate her. His nose was tickled with her curly pubic hair as he finished eating her.
Susan's heart was racing wildly.
"I don't think two people ever loved like us," she whispered sensuously. "I don't think they ever have. Oh, Arnold, it's so much fun."
Arnold's hot hands were clasping her buttocks. He knew what he had to do now.
"I'm going to teach you something that I shouldn't," he told her.
"Anything you want," she whispered. "Anything. I trust you, Arnold."
The look of lust on his face only triggered her own desires.
"I want to screw your asshole," he revealed.
At this point Susan positioned herself. With one leg dangling on the floor in the back of the car, her ass was conveniently placed for Arnold to enter.
Arnold straddled her, mounting her carefully from behind.
"Sex isn't dirty, young lady," he told her. "It's all in how you look at it. And looking at your ass from this angle, I never saw such a beautiful sight."
Spitting into his hand, Arnold applied his own spittle to his huge cock. Gently slipping his prick between her buttocks, he slowly began easing between her curving ass cheeks. She thrilled to the sensation of his huge prick gliding between her buttocks. The musky scent of his body aroused her imagination. Then his hands clasped her buttocks. She could feel him thrusting as he pumped it to her from behind.
"OOOHHH," she gasped fearfully, "ARNOLD, YOU'RE HURTING ME."
Fires burning in Arnold's loins flared now as he rammed it to her with all of his manly might. She opened her eyes wide and glanced over her shoulder as she watched for herself. He was coming on strong. His long, hard prick rode into her with deep, punishing stabs.
"FUCK IT," he exclaimed lustfully, "FUCK. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT!"
With determination and drive he screwed her now. Susan wondered how much of this she could take.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. SWING YOUR ASS WHILE I RIDE IT IN."
She was fascinated by the feeling of his prick in any orifice. He had warned her this would not be easy. But she had no idea that she would be subjected to such degradation or humiliation. His quivering, long penis continued driving in her with powerful, hard jabs.
Sliding it gently into her asshole, Arnold began finger fucking her pussy to bring added sensual erotic pleasure to the young teenage girl.
"FUCK IT, BABY," he told her. "RISE UP OFF THE CAR SEAT AND LET ME KNOW YOU LOVE IT."
Shoving back to him, indicated to Arnold how much Susan did enjoy it. He was eager to get his rocks off up her ass.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I GET SO PASSIONATE WHEN I ASS FUCK I CAN HARDLY CONTROL IT."
He was ramming his rigid prick up her ass all the way as his balls slapped lustfully against her behind.
"I LOVE IT," she told him. "FUCK ME, FUUUUUUCK ME."
He enjoyed sawing her behind. However, he wanted to drive in deeper.
"You're tight," he told her. "If there's anything I like it's fucking a tight ass. OOOHHH, SUSAN, MILK IT WITH YOUR BUTT, NOW, NOW!"
Arnold continued thrusting his penis. He wanted to teach her every kind of erotic pleasure. Susan gripped his cock tightly with her ass muscles, undulating her hips gently back and forth.
"YES, YES. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO IT LIKE THAT! SHIMMY YOUR ASS. PICK UP MY TEMPO."
Arnold illustrated by ramming his prick in her ass in short, smooth cock stabs.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, YESSSS, YESSSS, RIGHT UP YOUR ASSHOLE," he exclaimed as he thrust his prick in with all of his might.
Susan was enjoying this wild kind of fucking. Her body was responding as she developed the same tempo with her ass that he skillfully used. Her buttocks swung into action as he became more aroused.
She bent over farther as she could instinctively sense he could ram it in deeper if she did so. At this point he pulled his fingers from her pussy and concentrated on her tits, pinching the nipples as he sodomized her with all of his manly strength.
"I'M ALMOST THERE," Arnold exclaimed passionately as he gave the young teenage girl the most insane, frenzied fucking up her tight asshole she would ever experience in her young life.
As he got his rocks off a hot blinding white surge of cum shot up her rectum.
"HARDER," she begged him frantically. "FUCK ME HARDER."
He kept on riding in her butt in his own slick cum juice.
"OOOHHH," she gasped as he finally eased off her, some of his sticky, white cum dripping on her curving, smooth ass cheeks.
They didn't say anything for a long moment.
"I'm sorry," he finally whispered.
"About what?" Susan asked him innocently.
"I ... I shouldn't be doing all of these things to you," he admitted.
"But, Arnold," she shook her head, "when two people love each other it's all right."
Reaching up to him she kissed passionately. This got him even more nervous. Could this nineteen-year-old girl be falling for him seriously?
"I don't like those young studs," Susan told him honestly. "They don't know what they're doing.
"Oh, Susan," Arnold said, shaking his head, "don't say that. I... I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."
"Never say that again," Susan exclaimed as she placed her hand over his mouth. "I wanted it. You know I did."
They held each other like this for a long moment. But Arnold couldn't help telling her the truth.
"It's my fault. Forgive me. Right now you say you don't care, but someday, baby, you're gonna hate me. I understand that. But when that day comes, please, just do one thing. Think of me with sympathy in your heart . . . and some understanding."
The moonlight through the trees was creating patterns of shadow and light. It seemed wonderful to be together like this. They were all alone and no one could see of know what they had done.
Susan's sexual fantasies had come to life. The erotic secrets locked within her heart were all in the open and she loved what she had done.
"I don't feel guilty," she quipped. "Why should I?"
As the two of them got dressed, they didn't say anything. But Arnold decided to take her as near home as he dared.
When he got there he told her that maybe it would be better if they didn't see each other. But she wasn't that easily shut off.
"Saturday night your daughter has a heavy date. Why don't we get together? Maybe it would be better at your place. I mean, it isn't that I don't like the car or anything, but it would be nicer on a big bed. I love that big bed of yours."
It was true that the cramped quarters in the back of the car had made it difficult to experiment sexually for both of them. Arnold finally nodded.
"If you're sure Peggy is going to be occupied," he told her, "I guess that's okay."
He let her out and he waited until he saw her safely walking around the corner to her own home. Then he got back on the highway and drove home.
When he got in that evening his young daughter was waiting.
"Daddy, where were you?" she asked him. "Didn't you remember, we had a dinner date tonight?"
It all came back to him in a flood of guilty feelings. Sure enough, his young daughter had invited him to a dinner.
"All right," he told her, "I guess I should have remembered."
"It's Father's Day," she said, coming over to him and hugging him tightly, "and I just want you to know that I think you are the best father in all the world."
"Honey, what if I wasn't everything you thought I was?" he asked her tensely.
"What do you mean?" she returned. "Have you killed somebody, daddy?"
"No," he shook his head.
"You're not a vampire, are you?" she asked as she teasingly looked at his teeth.
"No, baby," he told her. "Let's just leave it there. All I want you to do is love me. And please, understand me, too. That's important. Love and understanding are like twin sisters."
"Daddy, you're morbid," she told him. "Where do you want to go? There's that nice steak house that opened up last week downtown. Or maybe you'd hke to go to a Chinese restaurant. Wherever you want to go, daddy, is all right with me. It's my treat. You've been a good father to me and you deserve a reward."
At this point Arnold Canton didn't feel like going anywhere. Nevertheless, he agreed to go the steak house that she had suggested.
"I'll go to that steak place," he told her. "I guess we can have a good time there."
She was eager to satisfy her father any way she knew how. Over dinner Peggy got to talking to him about her new boyfriend.
"There's something I haven't told you about," she began. "I've met a new fellow at school. His name is Tommy . .. and he's terrific. I think you'd really like him. He plays golf, too, daddy."
"So you're going out with him Saturday night, eh?"
"How did you know?" Peggy asked, not understanding how her father knew this.
Arnold knew very well that he could never reveal his source.
"I don't know," he shrugged.
"Is it ESP?" she winked.
"No, honey, it isn't that," he assured her. "I just supposed that you would be going out with him if you thought so much of him. And Saturday night is usually the night for that sort of thing, isn't it?"
"Yes," Peggy agreed. "Daddy, I'm worried about you. Don't you have any female that you care for? Ever since momma has gone you've been a recluse. It isn't right for you to torture yourself this way."
"It's all right," he assuredher.
"Maybe there's a little hanky-panky with one of the secretaries," she winked.
"No," he assured her, "there isn't anybody."
"Well, then, I would like to inroduce you to the new school librarian," she began. "She's great when she isn't wearing her glasses."
"Please, honey," he interrupted, "why don't you just leave me alone. I will find my own women."
"But will you, daddy?" she wanted to know. "I think you've been neglecting your love life."
A feeling of shame, guilt and humiliation swept over her father as he listened to his young daughter carry on about what he wasn't doing in the sex department.
Things have a way of working themselves out," he told her. "I've just been terribly busy with business. You know that we're working on this new development. When we get that tract of homes built then perhaps I will have time for dates."
"That isn't the way to do it," his young daughter objected. "You've got to go out now and meet some available women. There isn't a reason in the world why you should pine and grieve over mom."
"I'm not grieving over your dear, sweet mother," he told her frankly. "I'm glad she's out of my life."
The more he thought about the treatment that he'd received at the hands of his ex-wife, the more upset he became. However, Arnold Canton was hoping there would never be a conflict between his daughter's girl friend and himself. For it was evident that she did care for him and it was a rare and beautiful relationship. However, the more he thought about what his daughter was telling him, the more bothered he became. He recognized that if she ever caught him having sex with Susan he would be in tall trouble.
He went to bed that night but found it extremely difficult to sleep. As the hours rolled by, he began dreaming. Wild dreams. It was almost as if his fantasy lover had sprung to life in the beautiful body of Susan. He tried to erase these thoughts from his mind, but they wouldn't leave him. He was haunted, troubled and disturbed.
Finally, in the morning when he did wake up, Arnold made it a point to say nothing to his daughter about her problems or his. He thought it was better if they just didn't talk about it. Maybe he figured it would disappear. He hoped so anyway.
When he was at work that morning, Susan phoned him. Arnold had warned her about calling at the office.
"I just had to tell you I love you, Arnold," she whispered.
"If my secretary was listening in," he warned her, "that could get me in a lot of trouble."
"You're always so negative," she complained. "I wish you wouldn't be like that. Let's just pretend that we're secret lovers. That's all."
"All right," Arnold told her.
As soon as he'd hung up the phone his secretary came in.
"Strange, that girl's voice," the secretary said. "She sounded so nervous and troubled. Was that your daughter?"
"It was not my daughter," Arnold Canton said, getting to his feet and glaring at his secretary, "and it's really none of your business who it was."
"Well, you don't have to chop my head off," she complained. "I just asked a question. I'm sorry."
It was becoming apparent that Susan was intruding on his business life. It wasn't easy now to go back to the blueprints of the homes that he had to work on. But Arnold knew very well that he didn't have many options facing him.
As he returned to his drawing board and adjusted the lamp so he could see what he was doing more easily, Arnold still couldn't get his mind to focus on what was before him. He kept thinking about Susan. He could hear her voice and could see her body, almost as if she were there in the office with him. He realized that it was not going to be half as easy as he thought to get rid of her.
Molester was an unpleasant word. It could destroy him. Arnold Canton knew that all too well. There were a few more phone calls that morning and then Arnold went out to lunch. Over lunch he talked to his business associate Barry Gray. Barry could see that Arnold was troubled and it bothered him.
"Something's eating you," he told his friend. "I don't know what it is and it's none of my business. But whatever it is, don't let it interfere with this project. It's a big moment in your life and you don't want anything to prevent you from soaring to the top."
Arnold knew that his friend was telling him the truth. But it was not easy to unwind.
"I guess I need a drink," he told his friend.
Barry shook his head.
"You don't need a drink," he told her. "But maybe you need to go to a shrink. Look, everyone around here has been noticing that you've been uptight for the last few days. If you need a couple of days off, take them. But don't bring your troubles to work with you. You simply can't do your best on the job. Do you understand what I'm talking about?"
"Yes, I'm afraid I do," Arnold said sternly. "Frankly, it makes me sick just thinking about it."
Arnold was beginning to understand the complex problems that he faced. It was not going to be easy to make up his mind on how to handle the crisis that he faced. He recognized that he and Susan should end their relationship. It would not be easy ... but he had to do it. And it might as well start on Saturday night. Maybe she could come to the house for a couple of drinks and then he would tell her their relationship was off. He would be tactful, patient and understanding and even sympathetic. But he would tell her it was all over. He was certain she would understand. After all, she was a very intelligent girl and she could see the wisdom of breaking it off if she thought about it. To make her life a shambles over nothing bothered him. He vowed that he wasn't going to become involved this way.
Returning to his home that evening after work, Arnold Canton felt much better. He had made up his mind. It wasn't going to be easy, but nothing that's worthwhile ever is easy, he reasoned.
He still had his self-respect and he wasn't going to allow himself to be caught in the troublesome trap that was opening up to him.
Chapter Five
When Saturday night came, Arnold Canton was more than ready for Susan. He could hardly wait to go to bed with her. Arnold was glad when his young daughter kissed him good-night and told him she was going to be home late.
"Be a good girl, honey," he told her. "And don't come in too late."
"One o'clock, daddy," she told him.
No sonner had she gone out the door than he went to the phone and called Susan.
"Susan, baby," he whispered, "I'm alone now. I'll come right over and pick you up."
Susan was elated. She had counted every hour until she could get together for sex with her lover.
Arnold Canton got in his car and drove over to where the coffee shop was. There was a crowd milling about the coffee shop and he found it difficult to get a parking place.
Finally he parked and then he went to where Susan was waiting for him.
"I'm so glad to see you," Susan smiled anxiously. "I have to admit it. Obviously, I'm crazy about you, Arnold."
It pleased him that she seemed so anxious to get together.
"I've got to tell you the truth," he told her. "I couldn't think of anything but getting together with you."
As they drove back to Arnold's house, Susan was talking about Peggy.
"Peggy's new boyfriend is something else," she laughed. "He's the number-one man on the football team. I suppose she's told you all about it"
"No, Peggy doesn't confide much in me about her boyfriends," Arnold confessed. "I guess I've come down too hard on them in the past. I'm always telling her that I want her to remain a virgin."
Susan shook her head.
"Not many girls in high school these days are virgins, Mr. Canton. Take it from me."
Arnold Canton winked.
"A girl who is as beautiful as you are should not remain a virgin very long."
He parked the car in the garage. It would make it easier to get out without having any neighbor observe that he was taking a woman into his house.
Once he had gotten out of the car he hastily went to the other side to open the door for Susan.
She appreciated all of his thoughtful attention.
"Thank you, Mr. Canton," she said anxiously. "It's so nice of you to open the door for me."
As soon as they were in the house they went upstairs to the bedroom. Susan immediately walked over to Arnold and threw her arms around him.
"I've been worried," she told him. "Worried that you might back out of our engagement tonight."
He couldn't keep his mind off having sex with her. Arnold began undressing and Susan stripped, too. As soon as they were both completely naked, they eyed each other like two animals in heat.
"There are so many things I want you to do," he told her. "I hardly know where to begin."
She locked onto his gaze and then looked at his long, thick cock flesh.
"Why don't you suck it for me?" he suggested.
Obediently Susan went over to him. She dropped to her knees like a temple slave. Looking up at him she immmediately let her tongue slide to the huge, throbbing penis.
"Suck on it," he told her.
She sucked on the head of his shiny, long shaft and then he lowered himself.
"Get underneath me," he told her as he glanced at her lushly ripened breasts swaying from side to side. "Get down there and lick my asshole."
Susan got underneath him and looked up. Her hands reached for his round, firm ass globes. She enjoyed doing anything that would make him happy. Susan parted his ass crack with her tongue. "FUCK ME NOW," he panted as he pumped up and down on her upraised tongue in a lewd manner. "OOOHHH," Arnold gasped as the young girl tongue fucked his rectum.
He loved to position himself in this erotic manner so he could grab his prick and jack off with one hand while he held his balls and massaged them with the other. He could see her naked voluptuous body and this got him all the more excited. Arnold could hardly wait to let his tongue slide along her wetly throbbing pussy lips. He wanted to slide inside and lick her clit and nibble on it.
His lust-thickened shaft was getting harder as she sucked his heated, tight asshole. He gasped with delight as she squeezed his buttocks and tongue fucked him with savage, lustful desire.
"Now," he told her, "pull your tongue out of my ass and lick my nuts."
Susan eased her tongue from his asshole. She licked his balls affectionately.
"OOOHHH," Arnold groaned as he looked at her nibbling his testicles.
Her curvaceous bosoms had him so excited now he was almost juicing.
"OPEN YOUR MOUTH," he told her. "I WANT TO FEED YOU SOMETHING."
She opened her mouth and he began feeding her inch by inch his huge, throbbing prick.
"SUCK MY COCK," he told her. "GO AHEAD, SUCK ON IT."
As Susan's mouth slid the length of his thick prick he enjoyed the sight of her cheeks pulling in.
"FASTER," he told her. "OOOHHH, BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT."
Reaching out he gripped her head, smiling excitedly as he watched her going up and down on his throbbing male member. It was wonderful to find someone who could appreciate him, and she was great at providing extraordinary blow jobs.
"NOW, NOW," he told her as he kept on plunging his dagger-like rod into her hot mouth. "KEEP YOUR LIPS TIGHT. I'M GONNA EXPLODE IN A MINUTE. OOOHHH, AAAAHHH, KEEP DOING IT!"
Her lips fastened firmly as she sucked hungrily. Susan closed her eyes now, massaging his balls and waiting for that erotic moment when his hot, white cum would splash down her throat.
"OOOHHHH," Arnold gasped excitedly, "I'M CUMMING. SUUUUUUCK OFFFFF. SUUUUUUUUCK OFFFFFFF!"
Arnold's hot cum surged down her throat as she nearly choked on his thick jet stream of sweet sperm.
"YESSSSSS," he exclaimed excitedly, "SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF!"
In a blinding moment of orgasmic delight, all of her fears had disappeared. Susan enjoyed blowing Arnold and didn't hesitate to give him the cock suck of his life.
' Pulling off his prick, she looked up at him adoringly.
"Why do I like you so much, Arnold?" she demanded.
Arnold couldn't reply. But he was thinking. He was thinking about the fact that he was so much older than her. He was also thinking about his daughter Peggy. If she ever discovered what he was up to, he knew how angry she would be.
"Did you enjoy it?" he smiled.
Nodding, she told him that she did.
As she went on playing with his cock he felt it hardening again.
"Why don't you climb on top of me and ride me?" he suggested.
She reached down and felt the hard, hot outline of his elongated cock. Then she knew she had to have her fiery cunt sliding over his prick. Straddling him, Susan reached for his penis. Arnold guided his magnificent hard cock into her vagina. Her puffy pussy lips gripped his steel-like cock and she began pumping up and down. Reaching forward, Arnold tugged at her tits, massaging the nipples until her face was flushed with embarrassment and erotic pleasure.
"OOOHHH, COME ON," he urged. "RIDE ME." .
It was the most wonderful sensation that Susan had ever experienced. Her ass pumped up and down on his hard, thick prick.
"YES, YES," she told him, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SCREW ME LIKE THAT. KEEP FUCKING ME."
When he jerked his prick to the left he watched as she ground her shapely buttocks around. Squeezing her ass cheeks, he told her that she could guide his cock.
Realizing that she could obtain so much pleasure from determining exact angles of how he was going to screw her, Susan decided to really go to town. Wiggling her ass up and down, she let her cunt muscles grip his sliding, slick shaft.
"OOOHHH, FUCK, FUUUUUUCK," he begged.
It was apparent as he pumped his prick up her pussy that she was starting to juice. When he realized she was giving him lubrication he figured it might be fun to guide his massive prick up her hot, tight anus.
"How about letting me slide it to you from behind?" Arnold winked.
The thought of pumping his cock up her asshole didn't exactly sound stimulating to Susan. Nevertheless, she wanted to please him.
"Sure, love," she told him.
Hesitantly Susan eased off Arnold's slick prick.
"What position do I get in?" she asked.
"Just he back," he told her, "and I'll show you."
She lay on her stomach. Arnold gripped her ass cheeks. The small knot of muscle at the entrance of her anal canal did not move easily. He pumped his slick cock to her asshole and then he began driving forward.
"OOOHHH, THAT HURTS," she told him as she felt his powerful pecker seeking entrance to her delicate area.
"You'll love it," Arnold panted passionately as he suddenly rode forward.
Sharp pain resulted and she gasped, "YOU'RE HURTING ME."
It didn't matter. Arnold wanted to fuck her and hard. He continued guiding his erect penis up her asshole. At the same time his balls slapped on her buttocks as he rammed forcibly.
"Now you're fucking," he told her. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"
His hard-driving cock stabs had her really going.
"TWIST YOUR ASS," Arnold demanded as Susan tried to squeeze her anal muscles to get him off as quickly as possible.
Gently undulating her hips back and forth she could see how aroused he was becoming.
"Like that," he exclaimed passionately. "Fuck me, FUUUUUCKME!"
All at once she was discovering a great deal of pleasure having him ride his prick up her rectum this way.
"You want it?" he smiled as he rammed forward.
With hard, penetrating cock stabs he continued driving it to her. Susan swung her hips back and forth now, enjoying it intensely.
"YESSSS," he exclaimed passionately, "FUCK, FUCK!"
With persistent hard cock stabs, he continued driving into her.
"OOOHHH, BABY, YOU'RE TIGHT," he told her. "KEEP IT UP. THAT'S WHAT I WANT. NOW YOU'RE FUCKING. FUUUUCK. FUUUUUCK!"
Susan kept twisting her tail as Arnold kept pumping it to her from behind. He squeezed her flexing ass cheeks, thrilling to her tightness and warmth. Arnold got so excited that soon he was exploding.
"OOOOHHH," he groaned as he kept riding in her. "I'M CUMMING. FUCK, FUCK IT!"
His hard, throbbing prick unloaded. Hot, white sperm shot out of his cock head thunderously.
"AAAAHHH," he panted, "FUCK. COME ON, BABY, FUCK IT OFF."
Susan swung her hips around, squeezing all of the cream out of his cock.
Just as he was easing his prick out of her tight asshole he was disturbed by some intrusive sounds.
"Peggy!" he exclaimed as he turned to see his young daughter entering his bedroom.
Peggy stood there dumbfounded.
"DADDY!" she exclaimed anxiously. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Susan tried to hide her face in the bed sheets. For a moment Peggy didn't realize it was her girl friend that her father was balling.
"Well, Susan just dropped by," he father said nervously. "... Try to understand, honey."
Susan was shocked at his disclosure. She had thought he would at least have the courtesy to keep quiet.
"THAT'S SUSAN YOU'RE SCREWING!" Peggy exclaimed furiously. "HOW COULD YOU?"
"It was easy, honey," he told her. "She was so beautiful that I had to fuck her in every different way I knew how."
Susan pulled the bed sheets back and smiled. She wanted to appear sophisticated and calm. Perhaps if she didn't make a big thing out of it, Peggy wouldn't.
"Your father can be such a sexual savage," she laughed.
At that point Peggy came unglued.
"YOU'RE A SEX MANIAC," she told her.
"And you are his daughter," Susan hastened to remind her.
"I'd like to forget that," Peggy blurted angrily.
However, as she looked at her father's hard-on, Peggy felt herself experiencing erotic desires. Her father caught her eyes focusing on his prick.
"Do you like it, baby?" he grinned.
"Yes," she confessed.
"Feel my cock, honey. Come on ... come over here and feel it. How would you like me to plow it into that tight cunt of yours?"
The dirty talk was exciting Peggy. She liked it when her father told her what he wanted her to do. Suddenly the guilt that she felt concerning sex was vanishing. Going over to him she gently massaged his throbbing male member.
"I suppose I should hate you," she admitted, "but you are an incredibly sensuous man. It's so exciting touching your cock. And your balls. Just think ... that's where my life sprang from. Your balls, daddy."
It bothered Arnold to have his daughter remind him that his testicles had been responsible for her very presence at this, moment.
"Honey, just slip out of your clothes," he told her, "and we'll all have a good time. I fucked Susan and she liked it. It was fun, wasn't it, Susan?"
Susan smiled.
"Your father is too good, Peggy. I've never had a man come at me like he does. He knows how to do everything, too."
Desiring to experience sex with her father triggered something within Peggy's mind. She started to undress quickly.
"I'll take it all off, daddy," she told him, "and then you can fuck me. When you're finished maybe I will say I've been had. But I don't care.
All I know now is I need prick meat. Hard, thick cock meat shoving in my cunt."
It amazed Arnold to hear his daughter talk dirty. He had always brought her up to be careful about the words that she used. But as he saw her removing her blouse and unfastening her bra, he decided not to say anything but to appreciate her.
"My, what an appealing sex package you are," he smiled as Peggy's naked breasts came into view when the bra fell to the floor.
Chapter Six
Peggy didn't take much longer to entice her father. If Susan could give him such a wild time, she was certain that she could give him just as much excitement, and possibly even more. At least it provided her with the kind of competition that triggered her to really act now.
Soon Peggy had stripped. Walking naked toward her father now, she stood there in all of her splendor. Her shapely hips, erect brown nipples and fur-trimmed triangle all called attention to the fact that she was ripe and ready to be loved.
"All right, daddy," she whispered nervously, "if you want me, I guess you can have me."
Her father could hardly believe his ears. His hot little brunette daughter was ready to get into the fuck festival. She was begging for it. She would be all his and he would enjoy fucking her enormously. He could hardly wait to have her hot little love nest to plow his cock in and out of. She wouldn't push away anymore. She wouldn't cry out for mercy ... for she wanted it. And it was quite apparent that she wanted it desperately.
"Yes, Peggy," he whispered as he got off the bed, went over to her and gently massaged her bosoms.
It was all Susan could do to restrain herself. She could see the veins standing out on Arnold's cock shaft. They were bursting and ready for pleasure. His cock was alive and she wasn't going to have to wait much longer.
"Why don't I join the party?" Susan suggested.
Looking at her, Arnold was curious to know just what she could do.
"We can all have one hell of a fucking good time," she stated, "if you let me lick your asshole while you're fucking Peggy."
It got Arnold Canton pleased to see that Susan had the right attitude.
"That would be lovely, Susan," he told her. "I call that a creative fuck. While I'm screwing Peggy, you can be eating my ass out. You're a good girl."
"Oh, don't go that far, Arnold," Susan said, trying to hide -her jealousy. "Let's just say I'm a bad girlwho knows how to have a good time."
Striding over to the bed, Peggy wasted no time in stretching out. She wanted to give her father an opportunity to get his rocks off, "Daddy," she told him, "you're gonna get the best fuck of your whole life."
A straight in-and-out fuck was always the favorite kind of making it as far as Arnold Canton was concerned. He was old fashioned and didn't mind admitting that he preferred fucking a tight pussy to anything else. He vowed that he would give her the best male performance of his whole life. He had to be a super stud to let her have it the way she wanted it. But he was going to fuck her so that she would remember it as long as she lived.
Spreading her legs, Peggy began massaging her vagina.
"Ready, daddy?" she smiled up at him.
"You bet I am," he told her.
He straddled her and let his throbbing cock tip brush back and forth across her curly, brown, pubic hair.
"Guide it in," he suggested.
It was Arnold's goal now to satisfy his daughter. He knew that the only way he could silence her from lashing out over the fact that he had carried on with her girl friend Susan was to give her the most sexual satisfaction he knew how. He desperately wanted to deliver and he was bound and determined it was going to be the most outrageous orgasm of his life.
Reaching forward, Peggy began guiding his thick, hard, male member into herself. Suddenly she shoved forward. The beautiful big-bosomed girl griend got into the act, too. She didn't want to be left out of this spectrum of sexual bliss. Getting on the bed Susan brushed her great bosoms back and forth across Arnold's ass cheeks.
"I'm gonna tongue fuck you," Susan told him.
Susan gripped his buttocks. She licked them hungrily now. Arnold became extremely excited as his beautiful brunette daughter inched his hard, throbbing manhood into her love nest.
"Do you like it, daddy?" she asked.
Waves of pleasure swept over Peggy now. She was consumed with blissful, erotic, passionate desire as his huge pecker began riding in her. She wanted to feel him shoving with deep, penetating cock stabs.
All at once she felt his cock slamming in and out of her. With each stroke he was giving her more pleasure, more ecstasy than she had ever known before.
"YES, DADDY, OOOOHHH, YES, FUCK ME, FUUUUUUCKME!"
It seemed as if she couldn't get enough of it.
"FILL ME WITH YOUR PRICK," she begged. "OOOHHH, I'VE GOT TO HAVE YOU. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
His pecker slid in and out of her love nest, each stroke bringing her more pleasure, more ecstasy than the one before it.
"YES, DADDY, YES," she begged, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
She was really letting herself go.
"I'M GONNA SHOOT YOU A BIG LOAD OF CUM," he told her excitedly.
"OOOHHH, I WANT TO FEEL YOU CUM IN MY PUSSY," Peggy panted. "FILL ME, DADDY. OOOHHH, YES, YESSS."
Peggy was begging for her father to fuck her. And he really let her have it. He was ramming in with all of his might, his balls slapping lewdly against her cunt as he fucked her gorgeous, tight pussy.
At the same time beautiful Susan was not to be ignored. She parted Arnold's ass cheeks and began rimming him. Arnold enjoyed the delicious sensation of having his ass tongue fucked while he was pumping it to her pussy.
"I CAN'T STAND IT," he gasped. "OOOHHH, BABY, FUCK ME. GRAB IT WITH YOUR CUNT. I'LL TEACH YOU ALL I KNOW ABOUT FUCKING, HONEY."
This was what Peggy had always wanted to know. There was something erotic and appealing about her father. As he gazed down at her she felt her breasts and nipples harden. Her cunt muscles grabbed his cock. Arnold loved being clasped with the sheath of her pussy as he fucked hard.
"I WANT TO FEEL GUSHING STREAMS OF YOUR CUM," she told him as he shoved his long shaft all the way in.
Peggy loved the feel of his huge balls slapping against her as he rode in with all his might.
At the same time Arnold could not help but marvel at the skill and expertise that Susan was displaying with her tongue sliding up his asshole with urgent fervor. Glancing over his shoulder he complimented her.
"That's a super rim job, honey," he told her. "Just keep your tongue whipping up my butt. I love it."
Susan massaged his buttocks as they flexed while he fucked. She enjoyed being a part of the action.
Glancing in the mirror, she could watch it all. There was pure Peggy. But she wasn't so pure anymore. For Peggy was joining in the orgy, her face becoming a mask of contorted lust and surrender.
"DRIVE IT IN ME, DADDY," she begged frantically. "SCREW ME. I WANT IT. EVERY INCH! HARDER, DADDY. PUMP IT TO ME."
How it pleased her father to see his young daughter developing and maturing so magnificently. Here she was giving him the fuck of his life and glad to do it for him. Of course, he was grateful that her mother would never catch them. He knew that she would send a bullet through his brain if she ever caught them in the unusual love act. But fortunately, she wasn't here.
"Milk it," he told her. "I'll ram it in to the right. Twist your tail around to the left. That's it. Ohhh, baby, that's corkscrew fucking. I fuck at one angle and you twist your ass around the other way. OOOHHHH, PEGGY. YES, YESSSS!"
Peggy looked up to see her father's jaw hanging slack, his eyes mirrors of lust as his burning balls were about ready to unload.
"Higher, daddy," she panted. "OOOHHH, THIS HAS TO BE THE HOTTEST, TIGHTEST FUCK ANY GIRL COULD EVER HAVE."
Susan kept her tongue whipping up Arnold's twisting asshole. It wasn't easy with the way he was turning around.
"I WANT IT," he begged. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Peggy's pussy was massaging his prick, milking it. And then she was ready to pull the fucking cream right out of his cock and how he loved it! All of a sudden he let loose.
Hot, white streams of cum burst out of him now. He felt as if a tidal wave of pleasure was exploding somewhere within his soul as he finished fucking her off.
At the same time Susan was busily tongue fucking his asshole and massaging his twitching balls.
"Suck my ass, Susan," he panted. "Suck it."
As Peggy gripped his prick in her sloshing channel he felt as if his whole insides were being drained.
Passionately she continued wiggling her ass, giving him the most inviting fuck he'd ever experienced in his lifetime.
When Susan eased her tongue from his tight asshole and he pulled his prick from Peggy's cunt, Arnold looked at both of the girls with pride and delight reflected in his eyes.
"WOW!" he smiled. "I REALLY ENJOYED IT."
Susan made an observation that amazed him.
"You tightened your ass cheeks when you finished fucking off," she told him. "I thought your buns were gonna fall off. You really were excited."
Holding Peggy close to him he kissed her passionately.
"What a lovely scene," Susan smiled. "Father and daughter. It always makes me happy to see a family love each other."
Peggy' and her father pulled apart. Susan was looking jealously at the two of them.
"I hope you have remembered me," she reminded them.
Arnold Canton decided that he was going to give Susan an opportunity to have sex with Peggy.
"Susan, it always intrigues me to think of two gorgeous girls going after each other. How would you like to lick Peggy's pussy?"
Peggy pulled away.
"Really, daddy!" she exclaimed. "You are perverted."
It was true that Peggy might think he. was perverted, however, Arnold was certain that she was simply immature and misguided in her analysis of what he enjoyed.
"I wish you wouldn't say horrible things like that, Peggy. Let's just say your father has sophisticated sexual views. At a stag party that I attended just two weeks ago, some of the most distinguished members of our community paid fifty dollars to watch a couple of lovely girls feast on each other."
Susan had heard of such sex, but it was something foreign to her.
"It wasn't my idea, Peggy," she told her girl friend quickly.
Arnold Canton wasn't about to apologize.
"How can a woman say she doesn't enjoy having sex that way unless she tries it once? I would get a great charge out of seeing the two of you going down on each other."
Peggy suddenly burst out laughing.
"You lecherous old sex maniac," she quipped.
"You're speaking to your father!" Arnold Canton said, drawing himself up to his full height and trying to maintain a degree of dignity, even though his wilted penis dangling between his legs and dripping strings of sticky cum hardly gave him the total air of dignity he sought.
"I'm game to try it if you are," Susan volunteered.
"Well... I don't know," Peggy told her. "I once knew a lesbian. She was a dreadful girl. She rode a motorcycle and wanted me to be her girl friend."
"What happened?" her father asked curiously.
"She tried to use a dildo on me with a French-tickler, and I got stuck on it. I thought she'd never get the-damned thing out."
Susan, Peggy and Arnold burst out laughing.
"Sex can be amusing," Arnold admitted. "That's true. I think one of the loveliest things that I've ever seen is when the girls have their cunts coated with honey. It's a delicious taste treat to lick a honey-coated cunt."
"Oh, daddy, you're so vile," Peggy laughed, "but it's not a bad idea."
She kissed her father passionately, pressing her nubile breasts against him, then hastily exited the bedroom to go downstairs to get the honey.
While she was gone, Susan shook her head gravely.
"Mr. Canton," she said, "I've got to hand it to you. You are a real actor. I know how you hated to have your daughter burst in and catch you."
Nodding, Arnold explained under his breath, "She could tell her mother what happened and then I wouldn't have custody of her anymore." Just then Peggy returned, carrying a container of honey.
"I brought a spoon," Peggy noted, "so I can dip it into this glass container and spoon feed your pink snatch."
Susan went along with the act, winking at Arnold. She was grateful that she had not lost her lover. She was also grateful that Arnold had been such a good sport and had tried his best to get the two girls together. For Susan had always felt something for Peggy.
Now Susan stretched out on the bed and watched while Peggy crawled and crouched over her.
"Part your pussy lips," Peggy said.
Susan reached down, running her fingers through her curling pubic hair. Parting her hair-fringed fissure she watched while Peggy spoon fed the glistening, moist, pink inner flesh of her vagina.
Drops of golden honey fell in her hot vagina.
"OOOH!" Susan exclaimed as she felt the thick honey dropping into her pussy.
Arnold Canton was pleased at the skill with which his lovely young daughter went about her pussy-eating activity.
"Now do a nice sixty-nine," he said as Peggy finished spooning the honey into Susan's vagina.
Peggy stretched out and Susan did the favors. As
Peggy parted her pink pussy lips Susan spoon fed her the golden honey.
"It's gonna be a real nice taste treat for you both," Arnold Canton observed, feeling a tingle of sensation come to his itching balls as his cock started lengthening and strengthening.
Peggy caught it out of the corner of her eye.
"This really turns you on, daddy, doesn't it?" she asked in her young voice.
"I'll confess," her father smiled, "it does. Honey, perhaps some people might think our sexual life is a bit bizarre. But we live for pleasure. And I think pleasure is the most important principle of all."
Peggy didn't have time for principles now, for she was too preoccupied with cunt lapping.
Susan threw her cunt in Peggy's face and Peggy pumped her pussy in Susan's face. Now the two women started licking noisily, making loud slurping sounds as they started to eat each other.
Arnold Canton applauded the erotic spectacle he was observing.
"Damn it, if you two couldn't have made a mint appearing at that stag party," he said. "Those two models they hired didn't do as well as you're doing right now. Lick her pussy, Peggy," he called out as Susan pressed her vagina over Peggy's face tightly.
A fearful flash of enlightenment crossed Peggy's mind. Had her father gone completely mad suggesting such a wild sex act? Maybe he had flipped out. Of course, Peggy recalled, her mother said Arnold Canton had been wired wrong at the factory. Peggy brushed such disconcerting thoughts from her mind. If her father was off, maybe she was and she didn't care to think about it now. Pumping her cunt in Susan's face, she noisily licked and sucked.
"OOOHHH, THAT SWEET PUSSY," Arnold smiled as he reached for his balls and massaged them gently with one hand while he grasped his throbbing male member with the other, while he watched the frenzied cunt lapping between his daughter and her teenaged girl friend.
Chapter Seven
The two girls were going at it hot and heavy. Arnold Canton could hardly believe his eyes. It bothered him to see them paying no attention to jacking off. It diminished the pleasure that he was deriving from this activity.
"Girls," he said waving his cock in front of them as he pulled on it, "watch me."
Peggy and Susan who were concentrating on their cunt lapping didn't glance up. Instead they went on noisily sucking, enjoying the priceless pleasure that they were experiencing.
Now Peggy's sexual appetite for female sex had been awakened for the first time in her life. She was a woman now and she was deriving great pleasure and satisfaction from having her cunt lapped.
Susan, who had never thought she could do such a thing, enjoyed this get-together for a hot, little fuck fest.
When the two girls climaxed, they sucked each other dry.
Pulling away from Susan's pussy, Peggy laughed raucously.
"WOW!" she exclaimed. "THAT WAS REALLY SOMETHING, DADDY."
Arnold Canton was a bit disturbed.
"You made me feel like an outsider looking in," he complained.
"Now, daddy," Peggy said begrudgingly, "you can't expect us to be watching you when we're eating pussy."
Immediately Peggy's hand went to her father's penis.
"Can I jerk it for you, daddy?" she smiled anxiously.
"Of course, love," he told her as he sat on the edge of the bed and she pulled.
Not. to be outdone by Peggy's jacking-off, Susan volunteered to massage his balls.
"What a sweet thought," he winked as Susan knelt before him.
Peggy went on pumping now, driving herself almost out of her mind with erotic frenzy.
"OOOHHH," Arnold gasped, "KEEP PULLING IT FOR ME, PEGGY."
Peggy went on pulling her father's prick while Susan continued massaging his balls.
It would be an interesting experiment to see if he could get Peggy to lick his dick for him, Arnold thought to himself., "Peggy, would you like to give me a blow job?" he suggested.
Peggy's jaw dropped.
"Daddy," she exclaimed in amazement, "what the fuck are you suggesting?"
"A perfectly normal blow job, baby," he told her. "You know how to give head, don't you?"
Peggy had to admit that she did.
"A girl can't get through high school without giving a few blow jobs," she confessed as she realized that Susan was competition. For Susan was massaging her father's balls, making it possible for her to get between his legs.
"I think I know what we ought to do," Arnold Canton said, raising his arm and gesturing. "We ought to slip my ass under a pillow and let me lie sprawled out in the middle of the bed. Then both of you can have the pleasure. Peggy can lie at this angle and go down over my prick and sweet Susan can suck my balls. How does that sound, Susan?"
Susan felt as though she was being robbed. After all, when he gave Peggy a fantastic cunt fuck she wound up licking his asshole. Of course, she reasoned, it was better to suck on his balls. At least she was coming up in the world.
"That's all right," Susan said in a soft voice.
The three of them went to work to perform in the orgy. Arnold Canton watched in the mirror as Peggy angled herself so that she would be going down on him to clasp his cock while she permitted Susan to lovingly lap away at his balls.
At first Arnold wasn't pleased with Peggy's licking at his prick. She went about it reluctantly.
"You've got to put some soul into a cock suck," he complained, "or it isn't any good."
Peggy's hot tongue laved the tip of his huge, throbbing penis.
"Taste it, honey," Arnold told Peggy proudly.
Peggy could taste his cum at the tip of his cock head. Finally she slipped her mouth smoothly down over his throbbing manhood. Closing her eyes she savored the delectable taste of his hot penis.
At the same time Susan was lovingly licking away at his sweaty balls.
"Suck my prick," he told her. "Suck it. Come on, baby, lick my balls."
The erotic frenzy that they were enjoying was increased by glancing in the mirror and watching what was happening. Peggy's cheeks were hollowing as she smoothly sucked. It was evident to Arnold that his young and gifted daughter had great skill and potential as a cock eater. Running his fingers through her soft hair, he fucked her face with vigor and passion.
"EAT IT," he exclaimed hungrily. "SUCK YOUR DADDY'S DICK."
Peggy had lost all consciousness of right or wrong. Not even at the edge of her mind did she feel a tinge or tug of guilt. She was consumed with the burning flame of passion. Passion blazed in her loins so brightly that nothing else mattered now but having Arnold's throbbing prick gliding rhythmically down her throat.
Susan kept her eyes open. She watched the saliva slickened huge prick as it rode in and out of her mouth.
"EAT IT," Arnold exclaimed in a frenzy. "OOOHHH, BABY, SUCK. THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT. SUCK OFF. SWALLOW IT. SWEET CREAM FOR YOU, BABY. OOOOHHH, HONEY, MY BALLS'S ARE GETTING EXCITED. SUSAN, YOU'RE DOING A WONDERFUL JOB ON MY NUTS."
Arnold was pleased that both young girls were giving him the cock suck of his life.
Perhaps the fact that it was so.demented added to his warped and twisted pleasure.
"EAT MY PRICK," he panted. "SUCK. OOOHHH, BABY, THAT'S HOW I LIKE IT. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SUCK MY COCK OFF!"
His hot, throbbing cock was ready to erupt in her mouth.
"EAT IT," he gasped excitedly. "SUCK IT OFF."
All at once his cock exploded. Hot, white cream erupted in her mouth as she gulped greedily, sucking every drop of his cock load.
"YES, BABY," he panted as he thrust it down her throat, "SUCK OFF!"
Almost choking on his cum, she finally eased her mouth off his dick.
"WOW!" she exclaimed. "YOU SURE KNOW HOW TO GIVE A GOOD LOAD."
Susan slipped her mouth off his saliva-moistened balls.
"I enjoyed it, too," she confessed. "I could tell the very minute you were ready to explode."
The hot, delicious pleasures that they had enjoyed together had made them all giddy.
"Let's have a toast," Arnold suggested. "A toast to our triangle."
Going downstairs the three of them went to the bar and Arnold mixed drinks for them.
"Susan, don't you ever tell your folks about having sex with me and my dad," Peggy warned.
"Don't worry," Susan assured them both. "I probably would have to go to a shrink for the rest of my life and they'd lock me up and I'd never get out. Oh, it's so wonderful feeling free. I love being in the nude and running around this great big house."
Susan danced across the floor as if she were flying.
"Calm down, Susan," Peggy told her.
Arnold went over to Susan, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her passionately, pressing her great bosoms hotly against his chest.
After that Arnold realized it was getting late and he ought to take Susan home.
"Peggy, baby," he suggested, "do you want to ride with Susan and me while I take her home?"
"Love to, daddy," she assured him.
The three of them got dressed and drove together to where Susan lived. If anyone casually glanced at the car as it sped down the darkened streets should see them, they would think there was nothing wrong. For they looked like any other normal group of people late Saturday night, enjoying themselves. However, in reality they all had been twisted and warped by their bizarre sexual conduct.
Returning home, Peggy snuggled up to her father.
"Daddy, love," she whispered, "I had so much fun tonight. Would you mind if I played with your pecker while you drove?"
It seemed like a very strange request from his young daughter, but nevertheless Arnold Canton agreed.
"Yes, dear," he told her, "just some simple strokes. Don't play with it too long as I don't think I should go off again tonight."
Peggy was an obedient daughter. She unzipped her father's fly and was eager to give him some more pleasure. However, she made it a point not to pull too hard so he wouldn't get his rocks off.
It was strange as she played with his penis, how she desired to suck on it. Her mind was racing. She was replacing her mother. After all, her father had to have some satisfaction. She knew her mother had played the role of a slut, carrying on with a series of men. Peggy felt as though she ought to sacrifice herself for her father. She felt strong, alive and adult in her thinking. The path seemed clear. She just needed a little careful planning. A little organization-that was all. She was certain that her father would get to like her eventually very much. As she pulled on her father's penis, Peggy noticed how hard he was getting.
"Daddy, you're dripping," she commented. "You see, honey," he told her, "just a little sex play gets me hard."
She couldn't help wanting to stimulate him. She managed to lean over on the car seat, bend down, get between his thighs and pull his prick to her mouth and start sucking quickly.
Turning on the car radio, Arnold Canton got some hot rock music so that she could suck him in time to the tempo of the music. She sure knew how to suck cock. He'd never enjoyed any pleasure quite so much.
Peggy knew that it wasn't going to be easy to keep her activities from anyone else now. She vowed that she would talk to Susan and tell her never to reveal what had happened. She went on manipulating his balls and sucking on his prick and then he rammed it to her. It was wonderful to be exploding. The hot, white cum surged down her throat as she gulped greedily.
The delicious sweet taste of his hot sperm pleased her.
Pulling off his prick she finally sat up. Peggy let his cock go limp.
"Haven't I taught you to put things back where you got them?" her father grinned knowingly.
Reaching over she eased his wilted cock into his shorts and then proceeded to zip up his fly.
"Thank you, baby," he said, patting her affectionately.
The following week was a troubling one for Peggy. At a class lecture on sex when the young people were given advice on how to prevent getting venereal disease, Peggy wanted to speak to the sex counselor about her problem. Yet she was worried. She was fearful that if she ever told anyone what her father had done they might throw him in jail and her in Juvenile Hall. That would be all she would need.
Peggy mustered up enough courage after the class to go speak to Ted Parsons, who was the teacher.
"Mr. Parsons," she said softly, "I wonder if I could talk to you?"
Mr. Parsons nodded and told her to be quick as he had another class the following period.
"Perhaps it would be better if I spoke to you after school," she told him.
She set up an appointment but finally decided that she didn't want to see him. She was afraid that she might tell him too much.
That afternoon she went to the employment department at the high school and discovered she could obtain a job as a baby sitter for the week-end. She needed a job all right, and even though she wasn't crazy about watching other people's kids, she thought she might as well.
Her father was surprised that she took the job.
"I have to earn some money, daddy," she told him.
"I hope you don't mind if I go out with Susan tonight," he warned her.
"No ... I guess I don't," she said, "as long as you save some for me a little later."
Peggy went to Bernie Harrison's house. Bernie left her with his young child. However, his seventeen-year-old son was going out and this bothered Peggy. For Brad Harrison was such a handsome-looking, blonde, athletic type that she wanted to get acquainted with him.
"You're so lucky to have such a cute baby brother, Brad," she told him as she took care of little Tommy.
Brad smiled.
"I'm real proud of Tommy," he told her, "and I know you'll have a good time with him tonight. Take care."
As the hours ticked by, Peggy finally fell asleep looking at a television movie. Tommy had gone to sleep hours before and Peggy was surprised that Brad came in early. It was only nine-thirty.
"Guess you didn't stay out too late tonight," she observed.
Brad shook his head. "No, I didn't have any fun," he told her. "That's too bad," Peggy said as she went back to looking at the conclusion of the television movie she'd been watching before she fell asleep.
Peggy noticed Brad was inching over to her as she sat on the sofa. She looked at the blonde-haired, young, athletic boy and felt it would be far-out to have sex with him. She was certain that he was excited and stimulated as he would give her sidelong glances. It was a perfect set-up. His parents were out for the night and his little brother Tommy was sound asleep. She wished that she could teach him something about sex.
"What happened tonight?" she finally asked him.
"I just didn't like the girl I was with," he explained. "We had a little argument."
Brad looked at Peggy and noticed when she slipped her hand underneath her blouse and massaged her breasts. His cock began to throb and pulse as he realized she was attempting to seduce him with her bosoms.
"Wow, you've got a nice set of knockers," he whispered under his breath.
"I'm glad you noticed," she smiled back softly.
It was true, Brad had noticed. He couldn't help but notice what an appealing young woman she was. Her lustrous brown hair falling about her shoulders, her smooth skin and intense brown eyes as well as a most attractive figure got him quite excited.
"Maybe I should massage those for you," he smiled at her.
When she didn't say anything, he inched closer and placed an arm around her, then used his free hand to reach underneath her blouse. . "I hope I don't get you angry doing this," he said quietly.
After all, Brad thought to himself, she had offered sex. So he might as well reach over and satisfy his appetite for her body.
Chapter Eight
Immediately young Peggy's nipples became erect. Brad enjoyed massaging them.
"Wow," he smiled, "you're a big girl now."
She didn't waste any time in reaching down to pat his thigh.
"It's all right if you want to reach over farther," he told her.
When Peggy patted his crotch and felt of his throbbing manhood, he became more aroused than ever.
"Wow!" he smiled. "You've sure got a good feel."
Slowly she started to unzip his fly. Coyly she slipped her hand beneath his pants and began gently stroking him.
"I'm glad you came here tonight," he told her.
He was worried that his folks might come in early and catch them.
"We're taking a big chance," he said in a whispery voice. "We really ought to go to my bedroom."
"I don't know if I can trust you," Peggy said slyly.
"You can," he told her. "I won't go any farther than you want me to."
The young brunette girl was so hot for the blonde, athletic schoolboy that she could feel her vagina moistening.
"All right," she whispered in agreement.
Grasping her hand firmly he led the way to his bedroom. As their sweaty palms rubbed together Peggy realized how horny he was for her.
"What do you want me to do?" Peggy asked innocently.
"I want you to jerk on it," he said haltingly.
"How do you do that?" she smiled, pretending she didn't know.
"I'll teach you," he said as he slowly unzipped his fly farther and pulled out his throbbing male member.
As Peggy looked at his huge, throbbing cock, she couldn't help feel a surge of desire go through her. He was a little shy, but was obviously a hot, young stud who needed satisfaction. Brad was muscular and all the girls at school had told her that he was hung like a bull. She wanted him so badly that she could hardly stand it. But she couldn't act as if she wanted him.
"Put your hand over here, honey," he told her, "and I'll teach you."
Slowly she reached out and placed her hand on his penis. Gripping her hand, Brad pressed it tightly and then he began pumping firmly.
"Pump it," he told her. "Pump hard."
She moved her hand up and down and this got him more aroused than ever. He was so handsome, and those big blue eyes really got her excited. Peggy eyed him up and down, forcing a small smile to remain on her lips as she pulled his prick for him.
"You're a hot, little bitch, baby," he whispered. "Just keep pumping my pecker. And if you're a good girl I'll even let you suck it."
Peggy had some reservations about giving a blow job to anybody. After all, it was such an intimate act. However, as she kept pulling on Brad's throbbing prick she observed cum starting to drip from the tip. That got her more aroused than ever.
"PUMP IT," he whispered excitedly. "PUMP MY PRICK. THAT'S HOW. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. PUMP IT."
He kept smiling at her and this got Peggy more aroused than ever. Now she was pumping at a good, even tempo.
"OOOHHH," Brad gasped hotly, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO IT LIKE THAT. NOW, BABY, WHY DON'T YOU GET ON YOUR KNEES AND WORSHIP ME? I WANT YOU TO WORSHIP MY COCK. I WANT YOU TO TAKE IT IN YOUR MOUTH."
Peggy couldn't help telling Brad she would do anything he wanted.
"YES, BRAD, YES," she whispered. "ANYTHING. I WANT TO LOVE YOU."
Peggy dropped to her knees. Now she was confronted with the head of Brad's throbbing prick. Quickly she whipped her tongue around the tip of it.
"SUCK ON IT," he told her, "SUCK.", Her lips fastened firmly on his throbbing manhood. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste of his hot-blooded member. Peggy wanted to make it with him. He was a real jock, captain of the high school basketball team. From what the other girls had told her, he was really hung Uke a fucking bull and would give her a wild time.
She could feel stirring in her pussy as she sucked his prick. It was glistening with her saliva as she pumped up and down. His cock flesh was rock hard.
"SUCK," he told her. "SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
The athletic young man was eager to give her everything she wanted. His throbbing, hard prick eased down her throat. She kept her eyes open, thrilling to his huge love pole. He was hung! The stories were all true!
"NOW FEEL OF MY BALLS WITH YOUR HAND," he urged. 'TLL RIDE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT."
Her face was flushed as her sensuous lips hung on his huge prick. She loved making it with this hot young stud. Having experienced just a couple of affairs before she made it with her father, Peggy had finally lost all semblance of inhibition. Now that this young jock stud wanted to give her his prick she was eager to take every inch of it.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he panted as he pumped it in her face, his balls slapping against her lips, "SUCK OFF!"
She could taste him. He did taste delicious.
"COME ON, BABY," he told her, "GIVE ME A GOOD COCK SUCK."
Brad let his shorts and his pants fall to the floor. Peggy gripped his ass cheeks and held onto them as her lips fastened on his penis and she sucked for dear life.
"THAT'S IT, BABY," he whispered, "ALL OF IT, SUCK ALL OF IT."
His hard, hot prick eased down her throat and he exploded.
"OOOHHHH," he exclaimed, "EAT IT. SUUUUCK OFFFFF!"
Once Peggy had finished blowing Brad, she eased her Ups off his cock head.
"WOW!" he gasped admiringly.
"My folks would kill me if they knew what I did with the baby sitter," he chuckled.
It didn't make any difference. Brad was going to eat her now and told her so.
"Take off your clothes," he insisted, "and get on the bed. I want you to wrap your legs around me and pump your cunt in my face. I've got the best tongue in high school."
The handsome young stud with his muscular body and good looks was an easy person to do anything for, Peggy realized. She slowly removed her garments and when she was completely nude he came over and patted her moist vagina.
"I'm glad you baby sat for my brother tonight. And I'm glad he's sleeping now."
Brad turned out all the lights and then came over to where Peggy had stretched out. He parted her legs and got down there, pressing his face tight against her pussy. His hands slipped under the young girl's curvaceous ass cheeks.
"OOOHHHH, BRAD," she gasped as she threw her legs over his shoulders and pumped her cunt in his face, grinding in a frenzied fury of erotic desire.
It was wonderful experimenting with different sexual positions.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHH, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU LICK ME," she told him.
He whipped his tongue around her pussy and then held her ass up in the air and tongue fucked her asshole.
This was the first time that Peggy had ever had anybody give her a rim job. She was convinced it was the most wicked act that anyone could perform, but also the most appealing and delightful. Brad certainly knew how to excite her and stimulate her with his tongue.
Licking along her hair-fringed fissure he felt her pubic, curly pussy hair tickle his nose.
"EAT ME," she exclaimed passionately. "SUCK ME, BABY, SUCK ME."
The delicious aroma of her crotch stimulated him. He got his nose, teeth and tongue right in there and went to work, licking and lapping at her pussy. Proudly Peggy pumped her cunt in his face.
He didn't seem embarrassed. If anything, he wanted to show her how expertly he could love her.
"YESSS, YESSSS," she cried out frantically, "LICK MY PUSSY. SUCK ME, SUUUUUCK MEEEEE!"
Peggy reached out, gripping his head tightly to her juicy intimate parts.
"OOOHHH," she groaned as she felt him tongue fucking her.
The delicious sensation of his hands holding her firmly molded ass cheeks pleased Peggy. But what she liked most of all was the way his tongue flipped back and forth inside her velvety vagina. When he bore down on her love button and nibbled, she became so aroused she was trembling with passionate desire.
"Brad, quick," she panted. "SUCK ME OFF, LICK MY PUSSY."
The thrilling sensations that she was experiencing now caused her to juice.
"EAT ME, KISSSSSS MEEEE, SUUUUUUCK MEEEE," she panted as he finished licking and loving her.
Now Brad's prick was rising to attention. He had seen her asshole, rimmed it good, and was determined he was going to fuck her and fast.
"I want to do something different," he told her, eager to utilize his sexual prowess to the ultimate.
Brad Harrison was getting harder and Peggy couldn't keep her eyes from running up and down his throbbing penis.
"What do you want to do?" she asked him. "I want to ass fuck you," he grinned. Already Peggy felt uncomfortable. The excitement that she had experienced before ended. This muscular, young jock was going to do everything he could.
"Don't worry," he told her. "Just swing your ass over. Lie on your stomach and I'll stick my prick up your butt."
Reluctantly Peggy rolled over. She had become his sexual toy, his play thing and he would have her any way he wanted her. Brad wanted to make hot, wild love with her, and treat her to every unique erotic sensation he knew.
Spitting in his palm, the young jock applied his spittle to his prick. Slowly he eased his throbbing cock head between Peggy's curvaceous ass cheeks. Glancing over her shoulder, she looked at his muscular, young body as he began to pump forward. His prick entered her in hard, deep strokes.
"I'm gonna really fuck you, baby," he whispered as he reached for her bosoms, pinching the nipples.
With hard, bold, driving cock stabs he rammed forward.
"YESSSSSS," he told her, 'TUCK IT."
Brad ravaged into her with intense, deep cock stabs, getting her more aroused and excited than ever before.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he gasped, "THAT'S WHAT I LIKE. FUCK IT, FUCK IT!"
His hard, throbbing prick rode up her ass brazenly. She could feel his muscular thighs pressing against her as he rammed forward with all of his manly might. It hurt like the devil as his cock head slid past her tight anal ring. For an awful instant Peggy thought she was going to come apart.
"You're hurting me," the young teenage girl told her new-found love.
He had become a sex machine now, craving, yearning, even demanding one sexual thrill after the other. Brad was determined to get it off in her ass.
His huge, thick prick rode up her butt with strong, hard strokes. Brad's cock seemed to possess inhuman strength as it pressed harder up her ass. "FUCK," he told her, "FUCK IT!" With steady, strong stabs he continued riding up her fleshy ass cheeks.
"SWING YOUR ASS," he ordered.
It seemed as if he had the biggest and longest cock she'd ever seen.
"OOOHHH," he panted as he pumped it to her, "FUCK. FUCK IT."
At last Peggy could derive a measure of pleasure from being sodomized by the young jock stud. He reached around and felt of her pussy. Brad could feel she was aroused and stimulated. Flipping two fingers in her clit he pinched her love button. Next he gripped her bosoms, pinching the nipples as he fucked hard. She reared back, to give him what he wanted. He was driving it right up her tight asshole ruthlessly.
"OOOHHH, HONEY," he panted, "YOU'VE REALLY GOT A NICE TIGHT BUTT. FUCK ME, FUUUUUCK MEEEE!"
He was seesawing in and out of her tight anus. The young baby sitter blushed. She wondered how much of this she could take.
"OOOHHH, STOP IT," she begged. "YOU'RE KILLING ME WITH YOUR PRICK. GET IT OVER WITH."
Paying little attention to her he continued riding it up her tight, hot ass.
"OOOHHH," he told her, "I'M CUMMING. FUCK. FUCK BACK."
With quick, determined strokes Brad Harrison kept riding up Peggy's tight, hot asshole. She swung her hips, giving him one thrill after the other.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMMMMING."
She felt his bloated, lusty balls slapping against her bare bottom as he drove in with terrific force, exploding high up her asshole.
"AAAHHH, OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING. OOOOHHHH, AAAAHH, WHAT FUCKING."
His stirring, dagger-like instrument kept on rocking and slashing, twisting its way inside of her sensation-ridden asshole until the searing orgasmic load of his thick white juices started to shoot from the end of his razor-sharp pecker.
"AAAHHH, IT'S GREAT TO GET IT OFF," he said. "WHAT AN ASS, BABY DOLL. OOOHHH, AAAHHH, YOU'VE GOT A WILLING ASS. I LOVE IT."
"It's a damned sore one right now," Peggy complained bitterly.
"But you loved every minute of it, baby," he assured her. "You can't deny that."
Peggy had to acknowledge she did enjoy it. Slowly easing his prick out of her butt once he'd finished exploding, Brad thanked her. Then Peggy got dressed. She returned with him to the living room sofa. Together they sat watching a movie.
Fortunately they had finished just before Brad's parents returned home.
"Well," Mrs. Harrison observed, "I guess you didn't have such a heavy date after all, Brad. You're home early."
"That was nice, you could watch the movie with Peggy," his father observed, noticing what an appealing girl Peggy was.
Neither Brad nor Peggy had much to say. Brad's father drove Peggy home.
When she got home, she decided that she was going to do a little checking up on what her father and Susan were doing. She slipped her key in the door silently and tiptoed inside the front hallway and up to her father's bedroom. Peggy was anxious to find out if Susan was the aggressor, or her father. It made her curious. She also wanted to over hear anything that might be said about her. Certainly she knew this was spying and might be considered the wrong thing to do. But it didn't matter to her. After all, she reasoned, why shouldn't she find out what they were thinking? She had every right.
Once she got to her father's bedroom door, she listened intently. There was absolute silence for a long moment. Then she heard heavy breathing and that steady rhthm which indicated they were in the throes of having sex.
Lightly opening the door a crack, Peggy listened. She wanted to find out exactly what was happening. She peeked inside. There was her father, licking and sucking on Susan's great bosoms. At the same time he was using his index finger to slip into her pussy. Peggy couldn't help admire his skill and expertise at lovemaking. He was far more sophisticated than Brad had been. Brad was such a basic jock, but her father had real class at getting his piece of ass.
Peggy found herself soon burning with jealousy. It was wrong. After all, she loved her father and enjoyed sex with Susan. Why should she be jealous? More than that, she had received a fantastic fuck from Brad. So there was no reason to be envious-but she was. And it was this jealousy and envy that burned through her mind that caused her to close the door and tiptoe back downstairs. Maybe she wouldn't even bother to join them. It seemed disgusting. Yet she'd told her father it was all right. And considering what she had done a short time before, she wasn't exactly Snow White herself.
Something tugged at her inner being. She wasn't going to go to bed without letting them know that she had come home. She might as well make some noise and pretend that she had just entered the house. Peggy wouldn't want them to think that she had spied on them. That might not be something they would appreciate.
Peggy opened the door with a bang and then walked upstairs noisily enough so she was certain that they would hear her.
She opened the door and there was her father with his face between young Susan's creamy white thighs. He was noisly licking and lapping away at her vagina. Susan was grinding her cunt in Arnold's face and crying out as her head rolled back and forth on the pillow, "LICK MY PUSSY. SUCK ME. OOOHHH, ARNOLD, LICK MY CUNT!"
It all seemed so disgusting, so twisted and sick to Peggy that she could hardly watch. Nevertheless, she watched. She watched very carefully... everything that was happening.
Peggy called out, "Hello there.'' Her father pulled his head away in surprise, away from Susan's vagina.
"Well, hi there, honey," he called out. "Join the party."
"Sure," Susan grinned. "Two people can fuck but three people can have an orgy. Isn't that right?"
Chapter Nine
Arnold Canton found it difficult to concentrate on his business anymore, for he was always thinking about the wonderful times that he was experiencing sexually. It was amazing how pleased his daughter Peggy had been to share him with her girl friend, Susan. However, he got a real jolt when Peggy suggested on a Wednesday evening that they invite Cindy over for a wild four-way fuck.
"I don't know whether we-should risk any more people knowing about our carrying on," he told his daughter.
"Daddy," she told him, "don't look at it that way."
Arnold Canton deeply puffed on his cigarette then leaned back in his chair thoughtfully.
"Oh, daddy, for goodness sake," she complained, "can't you be broad minded? I think it would be fun to give Cindy a break. She's a lovely girl and only sixteen. She needs to get some sexual experience."
"She might need a lover," he agreed, "but that doesn't mean that she needs anything as wild as a four-way orgy."
It was apparent to Arnold that Peggy had become blase and jaded in her sexual appetites.
"When I was your age," her father told her frankly, "I was still a virgin."
Peggy burst out laughing.
"Daddy," she shook her head, "that was before the sexual revolution. Now let's be realistic. If you want to enjoy yourself, why don't you have one girl licking at your ass, another one sucking your prick and you can be eating the ghird girl's cunt. How does that grab you, daddy?"
Never before in his life had Arnold Canton felt such burning intense passion for sex. Just thinking of this sixteen-year-old girl got him excited.
"What does Cindy look like?" he asked his daughter.
"She's beautiful," Peggy assured him.
"Have you got a picture of her?" he asked.
"Well, sure, daddy," Peggy said as she picked up a high school year book and showed him a picture of Cindy.
Cindy was a stunning girl with red hair, blue eyes and fair skin.
"She's not bad," her father admitted.
"She's perfect, daddy," Peggy giggled, "and I really adore her. Please, let's have her over to our party."
For the first time in his life Arnold Canton was becoming almost frightened of his feelings. If it wasn't for the fact he knew his own daughter would have a hard time adjusting to life once the strange sexual undercurrents that she was going through now had been re-routed, he would have said "yes" immediately. But his love for her and recognition of what he was doing to her future life troubled him. How proud beautiful Peggy was. However, her fantasies revolving about him sexually were blurring her to the reality of life. If Peggy could only find some young man she could identify with. That would be the thing.
But Arnold couldn't say anything to his hot-blooded young daughter. After all, he had been the one so eager to break her in to off-beat sex.
"Daddy, I really like kinky sex," Peggy admitted. "Just a chip off the old block, I guess." Arnold Canton didn't appreciate her rejoinder. It was altogether too true. He couldn't help but wonder for a brief flash where this trail of wanton sexual behavior was taking them all. He knew he needed a drink.
"I'm gonna get a drink, honey," he told her. "Would you like one, too?" "Sure, daddy," she told him. He fixed her a bourbon and Seven and then sat down in a chair near the television and sipped his own strong Scotch. It surprised him to see that his daughter was acting strangely.
"What is it, Peggy?" Arnold asked his beautiful brunette daughter.
Peggy looked away. "Daddy," she finally told him, "I just wish we both were bare-ass naked. I'd love to push my warm bosoms against your chest."
Opening his eyes, he looked at his daughter in amazement.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "it's amazing how much you want to have sex with me. I'm very flattered. But I don't know as it is proper."
To his amazement his lovely young daughter suddenly got to her feet and began doing a slow strip. As she moved toward him in time to the music which played on the stereo, she undressed, revealing first her bosoms as her blouse was tossed on a nearby chair.
"Honey, you're going ape for sex," he warned her. "This has to stop."
However, Peggy couldn't stop. She was eager for one thing. She wanted to demonstrate to her father that she had such sex appeal that she could turn him on at any moment.
Finally, when she was naked, she went over to him and sat on his knees. Passionately he kissed her. Then she reached over and turned out the lamp next to the table. In the darkness she got on her knees. Her hands searched to find his throbbing penis. She felt his bulging crotch. Her father's cock was hard. Unzipping his fly she reached in and pulled out his penis. Then she began licking the tip of it. It was in her hands now and her father was helpless to push her aw ay-for it felt too good! Peggy grasped the massively pink thick length of his cock in her hands and then her mouth slipped all the way down over it.
"OOOHHH, PEGGY, BABY," he told her* as he began rhythmically rocking his prick into her willing mouth.
Peggy's lips encircled the bloated head of her father's throbbingly erect penis, her tongue sweeping inside her mouth to run a circle around the smooth, satin line corona.
Realizing that she had become a cock-crazy young girl, her father told her to stop.
"You're acting like a cheap whore on a Monday night," he told her.
Peggy was curious to know what he meant by that crack. Slipping her mouth off his cock, she looked at him in amazement.
"What are you trying to tell me, daddy?" she snapped.
"Monday night is the slowest night in any whorehouse, honey," he explained, "and the women fall all over the guys who do come in."
Peggy glared at him.
"I'm no whore," she reminded him menacingly. "I'm your loving daughter."
"Well, you're not Little Miss Innocent anymore," he told her, "now get on your feet and go up to bed."
Shaking her head, she resolutely grabbed his throbbing male member. Soon she was sucking hard. Her head bobbed up and down, stimulating him.
Arnold could hardly stand it now. It was impossible to push her away, for he was enjoying it too much himself.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her as he reached down and grabbed a handful of Peggy's hair and forced her to suck. "OOOHHH, COME ON," he gasped, "SUCK IT."
Just to be perverse, Peggy pulled her mouth off his prick.
"Now what the hell did you do that for?" he roared angrily.
"I'll tell you why," she said as she turned on the light and looked up at him with rage written across her face. "I was just trying to show you what you'd been missing, daddy."
"Tell me about that later," he told her. "Now I want you to suck my prick off."
Grabbing his daughter's head, Arnold forced her back on his prick. He enjoyed the sight of her kneeling in front of him. Arnold held her down and began pumping it to her.
"Come on, you little cock eater," he gasped as he fucked her face with furious, deep cock stabs. "Eat it," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Suck off."
Peggy began sucking in earnest. It pleased her to see that he was so excited. And then she pulled away again.
"All right," he told her, "I'll Fix your wagon. I'll fuck your ass off. You've been wanting me to screw you. Go up to my bedroom and I'll fuck fUe life out of you."
It pleased Peggy to see that she'd gotten her father so aroused that he was talking like a sexual maniac. She wanted to see what it would be like to have wild sex with him.
"Anything you say, daddy," the brown-haired girl winked as she trotted up the stairs stark naked. Arnold Canton went into the kitchen. He got a cube of butter out of the refrigerator, came back to the living room, and poured himself another straight shot of Scotch. It always helped to have a little liquor when he was engaging in wild sex.
Going up into the bedroom, he saw that Peggy was prepared. She had already removed the king-sized bedspread and was stretched out totally nude on the bed.
"You want it, don't you, baby?" he grinned knowingly.
Flashing him a sexy smile, she nodded. She watched as he placed the cube of butter on the marble-topped dresser.
"Why are you bringing butter into the bedroom, daddy?" she demanded.
''It sure isn't for popcorn, honey," he told her. "You're gonna get ass fucked . . . royal!"
Peggy enjoyed it when her father was drinking. He had a wild-eyed, uninhibited, wanton look that excited her.
"Well, that should be fun, daddy," she told him. "But take it easy. You've got a big prick and I've got a small, tight ass."
Arnold Canton watched his daughter prepare herself to be fucked up the asshole. First she lay flat on her stomach. Then, so her ass would be in a proper position, she slipped a couple of pillows under her stomach. Now her curvaceous ass cheeks were outspread, ready and waiting.
When Arnold had finished undressing, his huge, throbbing cock stood out in front of him. Going over to her, he handed her the cube of butter.
"You can give me a lube job," he told her as she looked at him in amazement.
Peggy picked up the butter container and peeled it back.
"I wonder if I'm doing the right thing, daddy," she said as she suddenly became nervous contemplating all of that cock meat riding up her asshole.
"You'll love it," her father insisted. "Don't worry about it."
Nevertheless, Peggy was concerned. She peeled back the tin foil on the butter and then eased it up and down the length of his throbbing shaft. Next her fingers massaged and titillated his balls.
"On your knees and bend over, baby," he told her.
His hand grasped the lurching shaft of his stimulated cock. He was ready to guide it into her willing asshole.
"Are you gonna hurt me, daddy?" she asked nervously.
"Don't worry about a thing," he told her. "You're gonna get fucked."
As she bent over farther she could feel his slippery cock head aiming for her quivering anus. "Spread your legs," he quickly demanded. Instantly Peggy spread her legs for him. Then she felt him sliding deeper.
"Spread," he cried, ramming it forward. Peggy closed her eyes. She couldn't even scream now for her father slapped his hand across her mouth so she couldn't cry out at the pain of his * throbbing, huge penis ramming right up her tight asshole. What a horrible thing he wanted to do to her. But the pain wouldn't stop now. He was driving it into her with mad, strong strokes.
"FUCK IT," he cried excitedly. "FUCK. TWIST YOUR ASS AROUND."
Peggy was spreading her thighs wide, raising them up so her father could have deep access to her tight anus. He wasn't stopping now. He was ramming it in wildly. For a moment Arnold felt a twinge of sympathy for his pretty young daughter. He knew that he'd been carried away with lust. He felt guilty as his throbbing, hard dick rammed up her without mercy.
"FUCK," he told her as he slipped his prick into her with strong, sturdy strokes.
He cupped her hot, white buttocks in his hands.
"Wiggle your ass," he told her.
Peggy breathed a sigh of agonizing relief once her ass muscles had stretched to accommodate his huge prick meat. She'd almost forgotten about the terrible pain of insertion. Now he was ramming it to her with all of his might. But the relief was short lived because he began driving it up between her buttocks with horrible, strong strokes. His prick was obviously too big to be driving into such a tight, small orifice. However, it didn't seem to bother Arnold Canton, for he was enjoying it intensely.
"Let me shove it in all the way, baby," he told her. "Up your asshole."
Peggy struggled to gain control of his rampaging cock. It was too tight for comfort in her asshole now. However, her father was bound and determined he was going to ram it to her with all of his strength. . "PLEASE, NOOOOOOOO," sobbed the terrified young girl.
Even though Peggy had wanted to experience everything, she was sorry she'd ever aroused her father this .much. She was certain that he was stretching and tearing her. It was utterly inhumane of him to do a thing like this.
"I enjoy shoving my prick in your ass," he panted as he twisted from side to side, shoving his huge, throbbing prick deeper in her tight rectum.
"Be careful, daddy," she begged.
Through eyes that were shimmering with tears, she glanced over her shoulder and saw the lust-contorted, expression on her father's face. It sickened her. How she wished she could cry out to her mother. She was certain that her mother would have a fit if she knew what Arnold was doing to her.
"Do you like it, baby?" he panted as he pumped it to her.
He. slapped her buttocks so she would ride her hips around, giving him even more pleasure. Nodding, Peggy couldn't look up at him. The expression in her eyes would reveal the pain that she felt in her asshole.
"OOOHHH, IT FEELS GOOD TO ME," he told her as his big balls slapped crudely against her ass cheeks. "A lot of women love it," he smiled. "OOOHHH, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. FUCK IT, FUUUUUUCK IT!"
His thick, hard prick went on ravaging her asshole with intense, lewd insistence. Arnold could feel his daughter shuddering beneath him as he drove it up without mercy.
"AAAHHH," she gasped as she felt him brutally fucking her rectum.
But he only licked his lips, driving forward with eager, lustful, passionate frenzy.
"I've watched you, honey," he told her, "and waited for this moment when I could push my prick right up your butt. Fuck it, FUUUUCK IT!"
Even though she hated it at first, Peggy was discovering a measure of strange perverted pleasure as Arnold pumped his prick up her hot, tight asshole.
"Swing your butt, baby," he told her. "Yes. Now you're fucking."
This was the kind of erotic frenzy that he enjoyed enormously. Deep in his balls he could feel that unbearable glow starting to spread. Arnold knew that in seconds he would be shooting jets of thick white semen into Peggy's asshole.
"AAAHHH," she gasped, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
All at once his cock exploded.
"YESSS, BABY, YESSS," he cried out in frenzy as his face twisted in uncontrolled ecstasy.
Glancing in the mirror, Peggy could see what was happening. She kept twisting her butt, giving him all of the pleasure that he desired.
"YESSS," he begged, "SQUEEZE IT. GET EVERY DROP OF IT."
The sudden shock of having her father demand this kind of sexual slavery submission amazed her. Peggy didn't realize that he was capable of turning into a sex maniac. But the cruel pumping of his penis up her tight asshole, even when it tortured her, indicated how much it meant to him. He went on shoving it in and out of her asshole until his cock was limp. Slowly he eased his slippery prick from her behind. Slapping her buttocks playfully, he thanked her for a good fuck.
"You've got such lovely boobs, baby," he told her. "Let me play with them."
Swinging her great breasts over his face, she felt his mouth licking at her nipples.
"OOOHHH, DADDY, I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO THAT," she told him. "IT'S BEAUTIFUL. PLAY WITH ME."
Arnold Canton sucked on his daughter's breasts, stimulating, arousing and exciting her until she was on fire for more fucking, lustful sensations.
"YESSS, YESSS," she cried frantically, "PLAY WITH MY TITS."
Nibbling, sucking and licking at them, Arnold Canton let his fingers slide down to her beautiful, fur-trimmed triangle. Inserting his index finger in her vagina, he began suddenly massaging her clit.
"FUCK," she told him. "IT FEELS SO GOOD, DADDY. FUCK ME, FUUUUUCK MEEEE!"
Chapter Ten
When Peggy closed her eyes, her father insisted that she watch.
"Is it so shocking that you can't look?" he demanded.
"No, daddy," she whispered. "It feels so wonderful I like to close my eyes and savor every second of it."
Her father wasted no time now. He kept fingering her clit until she was dripping. Then he got his face down there and began slurping her up with his lips and tongue.
His young daughter threw her legs around him. She ground her Hot cunt in his face. His hands reached out to grasp her curving ass cheeks.
Her soft, feminine hands ran through her father's hair.
"BITE ME," she begged as his teeth bore down on her clitoris.
It pleased her father to see how completely she could give herself up to the erotic feelings that were flashing through her now.
"OOOHHH, BABY," she whispered as he went on fucking her. "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO THAT."
He kept licking and sucking at her pussy until she was ready to cum.
"That's such a delicious sensation," she panted as she felt herself melting into liquid fire.
Her father closed his eyes, tasting her and sucking.
"SUCK IT UP," she panted as she began juicing.
She held him there tightly as she ground her cunt in his face and juiced.
His licking, slurping tongue excited and pleased her. Her father was thrilled by the taste and smell of her.
When he pulled his tongue from her cunt, he licked his lips to get the last vestiges of pussy juice.
"You licked it clean, daddy," she told him. "Momma always said to lick the plate clean. But I say lick the pussy clean."
Peggy giggled as she thought about it.
"Are you sure we should invite Cindy?" he asked.
"Why certainly, daddy," Peggy insisted. "Cindy has told me that she would like to find an older man who could break her in."
Arnold thought it was a poor place to break a girl in a four-way orgy.
"It's just not natural," he told his daughter, "for a beginner to attend an orgy. Maybe it would be better if I had sex with her all by myself first. Then I could prepare her for what was to follow."
That bothered Peggy.
"I like to watch," she complained.
Arnold smiled as he thought about something that might work out that would satisfy all of them. That inscrutible smile bothered Peggy.
"What are you smiling about, daddy?" she demanded.
"I was just thinking," he told her.
"About what?" she asked.
"I was just thinking if you wanted to spy in the closet, that might be all right. Cindy wouldn't have to know that you were watching and I could get acquainted with her."
Peggy thought it over a moment.
"You know, you might be right. We wouldn't want to have Cindy have a breakdown or anything."
"You're so right, honey," he agreed. "Some girls get so aroused, so turned on and so confused that they might run out into the night saying they were being raped. Half of these women who cry rape shouldn't. They asked for it. But when they get it it's more than they bargained for."
Peggy was pleased that her father was exercising such mature judgment.
"I've got to hand it to you, daddy," she told him, "you are thinking straight. We can't take chances. If Cindy flipped her wig, then I would get involved. I would hate to admit that I had taken part in getting you to screw her. It would make me look so immoral."
"And it wouldn't make me look very good either," Arnold Canton smiled.
"Daddy, I don't care what anybody says," Peggy insisted, "I love you. I love your prick, I love your balls, I love to be fucked by you."
"Do you really like it up the asshole, dear?" he smiled slyly.
"Well____" she shook her head, "I'll have to think about that."
The next day Peggy met Cindy and told her that she'd like to talk to her.
"You mean about that older man?" Cindy smiled anxiously.
"Precisely," Peggy told her. "But we've got to be quiet. Is there somewhere where we could be alone and no one would hear?"
The two girls found a place where they could talk without being heard, a small drugstore where the kids hung out. Right now there weren't many around and they were free to talk.
"My father would love to have sex with you," Peggy grinned.
Cindy had a vivid remembrance of Peggy's father. Arnold Canton was a distinguished-looking man and the thought of getting him in bed with her pleased her.
"It sounds so mature," Cindy exclaimed anxiously. "I would like to begin at the top."
"Well, dear, you'll be beginning at the top if you have sex with my daddy," Peggy laughed. "Daddy is quite a Romeo."
"Well, I want someone who's more like a Casanova," Cindy admitted. "I've been reading about the bawdy adventures of that wild man. He fucked everything in sight."
"Daddy is a little more selective than he was," Peggy assured her girl friend.
Saturday night it was set. Susan had to go out of town with her parents, so it was a perfect set-up. Peggy pretended that she was going to be tied up with a date. She told Cindy to go to her house. Cindy never told anyone about the arrangement.
In the meantime, Peggy had slipped into her father's closet. She put a small chair into the closet so she could relax while she watched and listened to the sexual activity of Arnold Canton and the sixteen-year-old high school girl.
Arnold greeted Cindy at the door. At first he felt a flush of embarrassment. A shudder of fear went through him as he recognized once again he was breaking all the rules to carry on with her.
"Come right in, Cindy," he smiled warmly.
"Good evening, Mr. Canton," she smiled
Her eyes moved up to meet his. There was an understanding that passed between them instantly. "I've got the weirdest feeling," Cindy smiled, "that I'm gonna love it tonight."
"I think we're gonna love each other," Arnold told her. "I know we will."
Already Cindy could feel her clit swelling, increasing the anguish of her lustful desires. She was anxious to be gratified by the attention of a man.
"Would you like something from the bar, honey?" Arnold asked her.
"No, I don't drink," she explained. "Of course, if you'd have any angel dust handy . .."
"Sorry, I don't believe in drugs," Arnold told her flatly.
"Not even grass?" Cindy asked in amazement, opening her purse and slipping out a cigarette.
"No. My vice is booze," Arnold Canton admitted.
"Different strokes for different folks," Cindy grinned as she lit her rolled cigarette and began smoking pot.
Arnold shrugged as he went over to the bar and poured himself his regular Scotch.
"Don't mind me," he told her, "but I unwind better with a little booze. I hope you understand."
"Of course I understand," the school girl smiled. "You're nervous for fear someone's gonna catch us and they'll pick you up as a molester and throw you in prison."
Arnold gulped and put down his glass with a thud on the bar top.
"What did you say?" he gulped, his jaw hanging slack, his eyes looking at her intently.
"Oh, nothing. Forget it," she said, smoking her cigarette and going over to the sofa and stetching out.
It was apparent that she was trying to entice him. Cindy spread her legs so he could have an ample view of her body. She had deliberately worn a low-cut dress so he could see her cleavage without much effort.
"Do I appeal to you?" Cindy asked bluntly. "You have overwhelming sex appeal," he told her. "You paralyze everything except my cock." Cindy giggled as he spoke of his cock. "Why are you giggling?" he demanded of the teenage school girl.
"It's that word," she told him. "What word?" Arnold demanded. "All right, I'll say it. Cock!" "Is that a dirty word?" Cindy nodded.
"So is cunt. But I don't use it, often, that is." Arnold smiled as he sat on the sofa with the beautiful girl. He reached down to feel of her shapely bosoms. She loved the way he pinched the nipples. Then he held her tight to him and suddenly pressed his lips against hers. The girl was vibrating from the intensity of the emotional desire that she felt sweeping through her mind.
"Oh, Mr. Canton, maybe we should stop before it's too late," she told him.
"No way," he said. "I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you good."
At this point Cindy realized there was no stopping him.
"Let's go up to my bedroom," Arnold told her. "We'll have more room and privacy there."
Her long red hair flailed back and forth as she shook her head and laughed. Her flushed face indicated the sudden shock of finally giving in. But the sublime pleasure of finally getting a man urged her on.
"Oh, I'm so excited," she told him. Cindy reached out between his legs and pressed her hand on his penis.
"You've got a real hard-on, Mr. Canton," she told him.
"I'm not exactly impotent," he laughed. They both got to their feet and walked upstairs. "Now," Arnold told her, "I guess we'd better undress."
As Peggy peeked from the closet, she watched the lovely redhead strip. Once she was nude she noticed her dancing around the room. Smoking grass did have strange effects on Cindy. However, the dance that she was doing was obviously one of enticement. She was anxious to entice Arnold Canton into bed with her.
"Love me," she said as her lovely boobs were heaving and she struggled for breath.
It didn't take Arnold long to get down to his shorts. But he insisted that Cindy ease them off of his body.
"Do you want to pull my shorts down, honey?" he suggested. "Then you can take a look at my big stiff prick."
"Sure," she smiled, moving over to him.
Pulling on the elastic waistband of his shorts, she reached in and felt of his throbbing, long cock. She jerked on it slowly.
"WOW!" he told her. "YOU SURE KNOW WHAT TO DO."
She peeled off his shorts and then Arnold Canton stood there in all of his naked manhood. His gigantic balls hung beneath his huge, throbbing penis.
"I'm afraid," Cindy told him suddenly.
"You shouldn't be," he soothed. "I'll take it easy on you. Just do as I tell you."
Cindy realized that at last she was going to have sex. At first she was terrified. But as she looked at Arnold Canton it made it possible for her to relax some more.
She stretched out on the bed completely naked and spread her legs.
"Take it easy," she begged.
"Don't worry," Arnold assured her.
Cindy felt almost ill with desire. Then a great feeling of warmth and well-being flooded through her. She loved Arnold Canton's hands touching her bottom. He reached underneath her ass cheeks and pulled her to his mouth. She arched her back farther and then she felt his fingers slipping naturally into the deep, warm groove of her ass. It was moist there as well as warm. And at this point she felt him pressing his tongue into her ass. It flowered open for him. The next thing she knew he was licking her pussy. Finally he was in there, licking, sucking and clasping her tightly to his face. "WOW!" Cindy muttered as she pushed back against him. "IT FEELS GOOD."
Arnold looked up and winked at the young redhead who was enjoying it so much.
"Uh-huh," he murmured, pushing his finger up her asshole while he kept his tongue sliding harder and deeper into her cunt.
Her breath was coming faster now. No one had ever touched her there before. She never realized that she could become so excited with this double-way action. She could feel his hot breath on her bare ass cheeks when he pulled out of her pussy and licked her ass cheeks, "OOOHHH, SLIDE YOUR TONGUE UP ME," she panted.
Arnold flipped his tongue right up her ass and she spread her legs still wider.
"OOOHHH," Cindy panted, "FINGER FUCK ME. OOOHHH, Mr. CANTON. SLIP YOUR TONGUE UP MY ASS. FINGER FUCK MY PUSSY."
He kept tongue fucking her asshole and finger fucking her pussy until he was certain she was ready to juice.
Flipping his tongue from her rectum he inserted it in her tight, anxious, hot pussy. Reaching down, Gndy gripped his head.
"WOW!" she groaned as she locked her legs around him.
Looking from the closet, Peggy could see the action. It got her so excited that she had to insert her finger in her own vagina and worm it in and out as her father licked the sweet young pussy of Cindy.
"AAAHHH," Cindy gasped, "YESSSS. LOVE ME. OH, Mr. CANTON, THAT DOES FEEL GOOOOD."
Cindy's voice had become low and throaty. Its tone was unnatural to her. It was obvious that Arnold was thrilling her. Her words were equally unnatural and thrilling to her.
"SUCK ME," she panted. "SUCK MY PUSSY. OOOHHH, THAT'S SO NICE. I JUST LOVE IT. OOOHHH, THAT DOES FEEL GOOD. OOOHHH, Mr. CANTON!"
It bothered Arnold for her to call him Mr. Canton since it was a constant reminder that he was so many years older than she was. Sliding his tongue from her pussy, he looked up at her.
"Please, Cindy," he suggested, "don't ask me to lick your cunt when you're calling me Mr. Canton. You can call me Arnie."
"All right, Arnie," Cindy giggled as she pressed her hot, moist thighs against his cheeks. "SUCK MY CUNT."
Her voice had become that of a cheap slut. Arnold was pleased. He went back to licking at her hot, juicy vagina, flipping his tongue back and forth as he gripped her lovely round buns;
"AAAAHHHH," she groaned in a frenzy, "SUCK ME. I WANT IT. YESSS, YESSS, JUST LIKE THAT. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. OOOOHHHH, AAAAHHH, SUCK ME, SUUUUUCK MEEEE!"
He was panting and licking and sucking her now, driving her completely out of her mind.
The delicious scent of her crotch as well as the taste of her pussy triggered Arnold's tongue into wild action. Flipping it around he got her so excited that she was throwing her head from side to side.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "I CAN'T STAND IT. SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
The young girl's ripening vagina pleased him. As she flexed her hips he began tongue fucking her with new intensity. She writhed and groaned beneath him, her eyes brimming with tears of delight and satisfaction.
"OOOHHH, I WANT IT," she begged. "OOOHHH, ARNIE, LICK ME, LICK ME."
His hot tongue urgently sucked and licked at her. Fervently he nibbled her clit. Suddenly she was gushing.
"OOOOHHH," she groaned in a frenzy, "SUCK. SUCK IT. SUUUUUUCK IT OFFFFF!"
The delicious sensation of juicing triggered his tongue to wild, wanton desire. He sucked hungrily as she gushed lustfully. Fervently she held his head over her crotch as she ground her cunt gladly in his face.
"OOOHHH, ARNIE," she panted as she pumped her pussy at him, "YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO LICK A GIRL."
When he pulled his tongue from her pussy his throbbing prick was waiting for love.
"I've got something to feed you, baby," he said, rising up and letting her see his throbbing, huge prick.
He reached for his cock proudly arid massaged his balls.
"How long is that monster?" Cindy asked in disbelief.
Chapter Eleven
The young girl reached out to play with Arnold's penis.
"OHHH, Mr. CANTON, IT FEELS SO GOOOOD," she said. "YOU'VE GOT A REAL DREAMY BODY. YOU'RE GOOD LOOKING."
Arnold Canton felt his body bristle as the young girl spoke so happily about him. He was pleased to give her a wild time.
"Now, honey," he told her, "I want you to let your tongue tip dart back and forth over the crown of my cock."
Arnold moved forward, straddling the beautiful young redhead. The bulging massiveness of his fully erect cock thrilled her.
"Just play with it," he told her. "Pretend it's a good snake."
Cindy dropped it for a moment as she compared it to a snake.
"I guess that was the wrong way to describe it," Arnold smiled as he reached for Cindy's hand and placed it lovingly once more on his throbbing, rock-hard cock.
He urged her to let her tongue slide underneath his cock. His naked body, tanned and fit, rippling muscles in evidence, pleased Cindy. But it was the hardened, thick length of his huge penis that really aroused her. Cindy's glistening eyes watched his pulsing shaft as she grasped it. Her hand worked the loose foreskin back and forth, revealing the satiny knob of his cock tip.
"Do you like that?" Arnold murmured as he pushed the heavy shaft closer to her. "Maybe you'd like to suck on it for awhile. That will really get it up there for me."
Arnold was right in front of her face now. Cindy's mouth replaced her hand as she leaned over and started to suck. At the same time he reached down to grip her sensitive nipples, taking them in his finger tips and playing with them. As he moved his fingers back and forth around the hardened bud, she brought her mouth directly to his prick.
"Go ahead," he said as he pushed the proud lancing shaft of his maleness forward, right to her sensuous pink lips.
She opened her mouth and he inserted his huge cock.
"Take it, honey," he urged, "and suck on it."
As Peggy watched from the closet she was jealous. She envied Cindy. Here she was, getting all of her father's prick meat in her mouth. It bothered her to see this spectacle. Peggy wanted to run out and tear the little redhead bitch away from her father's prick. It was her cock. Why should she share it with Cindy? Thoughts like this spun through her mind. Yet as she looked at Cindy's gorgeous body, the shapely hips, the beautiful bosoms with their red-tipped nipples and the flawless skin, she wished she could fuck with Cindy, too. However, at this moment she knew the best thing she could do was play with herself as she watched her father inserting his throbbing, hard prick in Cindy's mouth.
Cindy reached out to grip Arnold's firm ass globes. Then he sent his prick deep into her mouth. "SUCK ON IT FOR AWHILE, HONEY," he told her, "AND SUCK IT GOOD."
He pumped it in her mouth and she began sucking nervously. Cindy enjoyed the feel of the hardened length of his massive cock sliding down her throat.
"KEEP IT UP," he told her. "SUCK IT. GO AHEAD, BABY, SUCK MY COCK."
The erotic excitement that he was experiencing now had him so stimulated he could hardly stand it.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SUCK. SUCK MY COCK OFF."
A strange giddiness distorted Cindy's vision. Her lips curled around his cock and her eyes opened wide as she took all of him in. He rammed it down her throat with wild abandon, his balls slapping against her lips lustfully.
"OOOHHH, BABY, LET ME SHOVE THE WHOLE LENGTH OF IT IN THERE," he told her, angling himself so he could drive it down her throat.
Arnold Canton ran his fingers through Cindy's soft red hair which fell about her naked shoulders. He couldn't resist fucking her. Reaching down, he gripped the hardened cone of her sensitive nipple. He enjoyed pinching her nipples while she sucked smoothly.
"Come on, baby," he urged, "I've got a nice hot meal for you in my balls. Really lick."
The moist tip of Cindy's tongue licked the pulsating length of Arnold's penis.
"OOOHHH, AAAHHHH, THAT'S THE WAY. LICK IT GOOD."
It was apparent to Arnold Canton that the teenage high school girl really dug cock sucking. He observed the way her cheeks hollowed in as he pumped it to her. Her passion-contorted face indicated she really liked sucking cock. Nodding she smiled at him as he went on shoving it down her throat. His massively hardened cock kept pumping in her opened mouth. She kept her eyes tightly closed, knowing that in a moment she would have his cock exploding. This was what she wanted, really wanted.
"Don't slide out my prick when I unload," he told her. "I want to feed you my juice. You've sure got a luscious little mouth, honey, and I love the way you suck on my prick."
Cindy's eyes fluttered open. There she could see inches of his saliva-slick cock sliding in and out. The bloated head of his prick indicated how close he was to coming to a climax. Automatically her lips ovalled as he thrust his hips forward, ramming the smooth head of his cock deeper into her hungering mouth. Cindy's tongue swirled and circled all around the rubbery flesh of his cock head, waiting for the moment when she could taste the flavor. She wanted to have him shoot. She was anxious to swallow his load. How many times she had thought about sucking head. However, the young high school boys were so crude and lewd that their suggestion to give them a blow job made it all seem so dirty. But with Arnold Canton it was different. He was so clean, so classy. She enjoyed the tantalizing sensation of having him riding his prick down her throat. She could hardly wait for that moment when he would explode his creamy cum load.
"Play with my balls," he told her as he guided the hard length of his cock smoothly, rhythmically, in and out of her mouth and occasionally down her throat.
The vibrancy of its involuntary lurchings indicated how close he was to climax.
"Yes," he told her as he kept pushing his pulsing penis into her mouth, "that's how."
Arnold flexed his hips rhythmically as he drove his expanding rod deeper and ever deeper into her mouth and throat. All at once it didn't make any difference whose cock it was as far as Cindy was concerned. She was anxious for that moment when his huge penis head would unload. Mewling pleasure sounds emanated from deep in her chest and gurgled up around the rock-hard shaft. Her smoothly ovalled lips clasped his cock tightly as he began pumping vigorously.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M ALMOST THERE. COME ON, SUCK OFF."
Cindy could hardly wait for him to unload. She was writhing and twisting with unleashed primeval sexuality. Her mouth and throat were filled with his magnificent expanding cock.
"EAT IT," he panted as he pumped it to her. "SUCK IT OFF, SUUUUUUCK IT!"
It pleased him to watch her clasping mouth. He knew he was almost choking her when he would ride it down her throat, plunging deeply into the depths. But he had to obtain his kicks as he was close to climax. His rock-hard cock rode in her all the way.
"OOOHHH, I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed as he gripped her head. "SUCK IT. SUCK MY PRICK OFF."
Suddenly he exploded his raging sperm. "EAT IT," he told her. "SUCK IT, SUUUUUUCK IT."
His pulsing cock unleashed its liquid fury. He kept pumping it up and down wildly. Back inside and again on the instroke, she gripped his throbbing penis, holding it tightly as he exploded his sweet, creamy cum load.
"EAT IT," Arnold told Cindy frantically. "SUCK IT OFF, SUCK IT."
The delicious sensation of having him urgently shooting his wad in her mouth had Cindy moaning in sexual ecstasy. The pleasure was beyond her wildest dreams. She loved the way he was plunging his prick deep into her throat. He was filling her up with his sizzling load.
Slowly easing his prick out, Cindy licked the last trace of white-hot sperm from it.
"Hey, you're not bad," Arnold told her. "Not bad at all, Cindy."
The sensation-ridden pleasure was too much for Peggy. She couldn't hold still a moment longer. Coming out of the closet door she stood there looking at her father and her girl friend, Cindy. "Mind if I join the party?" she smiled. Cindy was so confused and stunned that she didn't realize Peggy had stepped out of the closet. She was unaware that they had been observed all the time.
"Hi, honey," Arnold Canton smiled at his brown haired daughter who was looking at him with lustful, eager eyes. "Join the party," he suggested.
He recognized that Peggy probably was going out of her mind watching. Arnold wanted to tell her this wasn't a good idea. Yet she was so insistent that she should watch that he hadn't told her she couldn't, "Let's have a threeway," Peggy suggested.
"That would be exciting," Cindy said. "But it would be lewd."
"Yeah," Arnold grinned. "Real lewd. And maybe obscene. But that's why it would be so much fun. What will we do?" Peggy had some hot ideas.
"Daddy," she winked, "why don't you give me an ass fuck while Cindy sucks on your asshole?"
"Hey, that's not a bad idea," Arnold agreed.
For a second Cindy was stunned at the suggestion.
"Are you speaking of sodomy?" Cindy asked in amazement.
"Ass fucking by any other name is sodomy," Arnold laughed.
It didn't take Peggy long to pull off her clothes and then walk stark nude over to the bed and join the other two lovers.
"Peggy," Arnold told his daughter, "get the butter."
"Why do you need butter?" Cindy, asked curiously.
"She's never been ass fucked before," Peggy laughed. "Maybe she should get her ass drilled. I can lick your ass, daddy, and play with your balls. That would be beautiful if Cindy got balled from behind."
Cindy put her hands protectively on her buttocks.
"My ass isn't used to that action," she complained.
"But you'll learn," Arnold told her. "Every girl does."
Peggy stepped stark naked into the hallway and darted down the stairs and to the kitchen to get the butter. Returning with a cube of butter, she tossed it to her father.
"Have Cindy give you the lube job, daddy," she smiled.
Cindy peeled the butter wrapping back as she began catching on to what was expected of her. Applying the butter to Arnold's throbbing, long penis, she told him that she was fearful of his huge prick going into her tight little asshole.
"It's impossible," she shook her head. "I mean, Mr. Canton. I mean, Arnie. You've got such a big prick and I've got such a tight, small asshole."
"That will make it all the more fun," he insisted.
"For who?" Cindy demanded, still fearful of what it would be like to have that huge, rock-hard cock gliding up her ass.
"For me," he told her. "And for you, too. You never thought you would enjoy giving head as much as you did. Maybe you were afraid to swallow it. But you sure knew how to give me a good blow job. And you were downright greedy when you swallowed my cum."
"Did it taste good, Cindy?" Peggy winked.
Cindy nodded. It was hard for her to become as uninhibited as Peggy obviously was.
"You shock me, Peggy," Cindy said. "I mean, doing it with your own father is incest. I'm sure you know that from sex education class."
"Yes," Peggy confessed, "so it is incest. But you're doing it with a man twenty years older. So I guess you'd call that molestation."
"Twenty-four years older," Cindy reminded her. "I'm sixteen."
Arnold was getting angry.
"Get on your knees and quit talking," he told Cindy. "We'll never get this fucking show on the road unless we do it my way."
Peggy had agreed to lick her father's asshole. Now she had her opportunity. Arnold was straddling Cindy, who was bending over for him. He smoothly eased his butter-coated cock between her ass cheeks.
"You're gonna get fucked," he told her, "and fucked good. Get set for my prick. Right up your asshole."
Cindy flinched as she felt his butter-coated cock nudging at the edge of her anus.
"You'll never get it in there," the young girl shook her head.
"Yes, I will," Arnold promised her. "Just relax. Your sphincter muscle tightens when you don't. There is a secret to sodomy. It's relaxation."
Once Cindy managed to relax and calm her fears, she felt Arnold's throbbing, huge prick gliding up her hot, tight asshole. He ground in searingly, demandingly. She felt his loins pressing against her, begging for more action. She could feel the rock-hard instrument deep inside her butt.
"OOOHHHH," she gasped as she felt him ramming in with stimulating, hard strokes.
"FUCK IT," he ordered enticingly. "COME ON, BABY, TWIST YOUR BUTT AROUND. NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. FUCK."
With deliberate, strong strokes he continued jackhammering his prick up her ass. She looked up into his passion-distorted face. She could hardly believe that he was doing it to her this way.
"OOOHHHH!" Cindy groaned. "OOOHHH! TAKE IT EASY, ARNIE."
Arnold only grinned lewdly down at her upraised ass cheeks. He was pumping it up her asshole with emphasis. At the same time Peggy was gripping her father's buns. Parting them gingerly she let her tongue slide along his ass crack. Lewdly her tongue pumped up his tight anus as he moaned in satisfaction.
"YES, BABY, YES," he panted as Peggy plunged her tongue up his rectum with regular, rhythmic, hot strokes.
Cindy wondered how much of this punishment she could take. It wasn't easy to have him doing it to her in this position.
Chapter Twelve
Arnold Canton went on fucking Cindy with the power of his massive cock, riding in without mercy. Sensations surged through her in such profusion that for a moment she had the strange feeling that her entire being was concentrated there in her asshole. Her whole world was nothing but ass and cock. She wondered how much of this she could stand.
Suddenly Cindy felt herself enjoying it. Her clasping asshole grabbed Arnold's prick insanely like a sucking mouth. She was surrendering her whole being unconditionally to the wanton joy of unbridled sodomy. Soaringly Arnold Canton felt the pleasure tingle in his balls as he rammed his shaft deeper. His intensely goring shaft was riding in her ass with sudden, lewd insistence.
"FUCK IT," he panted as he pumped it to her. 4'FUCK. OOOHHH, BABY, NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. FUCK, FUCK!"
The thick length of his pumping cock thrilled her. She twisted her hips around as his hot, white semen was about ready to burst, flooding her ass with his slick juices.
"KEEP SLIDING YOUR TONGUE UP MY ASSHOLE, PEGGY," he panted as he pumped it into Cindy's tight anus.
Peggy massaged her father's buttocks and kept fucking his ass with her tongue.
"OOOHHH," Cindy moaned mewlingly as Arnold's .long, hard rod of maleness slipped rhythmically in and out of her tight, twisting asshole. "IT FEELS SO GOOD," she exclaimed in surprise. "I LIKE IT. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. KEEP FUCKING ME. FUCK ME. FUUUUUUCK ME!"
It was apparent that she was discovering a new dimension of erotic pleasure. Cindy was doing his bidding obediently and instantly. He had come into her from behind. His cock was prodding her ass and she could feel it slipping into the moist depths of her behind. His hairy loins were smacking in hard against her quivering, white buttocks.
Then wildly he was sawing in and out of her, fucking her in animal fashion with wild abandon. She in turn bucked back against him with energy, feeling absolutely no shame now. Cindy* could admit she wanted cock meat... and she wanted it up her hot, tight asshole. She would never suffer silently.
At first the pain had been terrible and she told him about it. But now that his throbbing cock was shoving in her from behind with hard, deep strokes, she was enjoying it. Bending over he began massaging her breasts, her belly and now Arnold's moist finger slid into the crease of her pussy to caress and stimulate the hardened bud of her clitoris.
In a matter of moments Cindy was climaxing again. At the same time Arnold went on plunging into her from behind. Suddenly with a groan, the horny man was jetting his cum into the depths of her asshole. His semen flooded her behind, filling her with rapture.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "IT FEELS SO GOOD. FUCK ME. HARDER. HARDER!"
Arnold was just as excited. It was fantastic feeling his young daughter's hot tongue pumping up his asshole with fervor and feeling. At the same time he loved the grip of Cindy's rectum, squeezing the semen right out of his cock head.
"I'M CUMMING," he exclaimed excitedly. "FUCK, FUCK IT, FUCK!"
With deep, strong strokes he continued riding up Cindy's tight, willing ass as she massaged him.
"FUCK OFF," he gasped breathlessly. "MILK IT."
Peggy knew how to tongue fuck his asshole while Cindy milked his prick in her anus.
Finally Peggy eased her tongue from his rectum. Then Arnold slipped his long, throbbing prick from Cindy's tight rectum. The three of them rolled over and laughed. Laughter broke the tension that had knotted up between them.
But then there was a knocking at the front door and the doorbell was ringing.
"Who could that be?" Arnold asked anxiously.
"I don't know, daddy," Peggy said.
"I didn't tell my folks I was gonna be here," Cindy shook her head.
"Get dressed, Peggy," her father said. "And you go down and find out who it is. I'm dying to know."
It pleased Peggy that her father was giving her such responsibility. She recognized that he trusted her. She would never betray this deep and meaningful trust.
She went to the front door and answered it. To her amazement Susan was standing there.
"What are you doing here, Susan?" she asked evenly.
"I've got to see your father," Susan insisted.
Susan didn't wait for an invitation, but merely stepped inside the living room.
Arnold Canton had dressed and was standing at the top of the stairs. When he heard his daughter speaking with Susan he felt he might as well go down and straighten everything out.
Cindy, not wanting to be left out of the action, slipped down with him, too. The moment that Susan's eyes fell on Cindy, she looked angrily at both Arnold Canton and his daughter Peggy.
"Well, well," she shook her head, "so I got left out. That's real nice."
Instantly Cindy caught on to what had been happening.
"Susan," she said in amazement, "you mean you have been carrying on with Mr. Canton, too?"
Susan nodded.
"Isn't everybody at high school?"
Arnold Canton knew that he had to keep peace among the three young girls and it was tormenting him.
"What am I supposed to do on Saturday night?" Susan snapped angrily.
"I'm sorry," he explained. "But I was trying to help Cindy out."
"That is all too apparent," Susan snapped indignantly, "and you were leaving me out in the cold. After all I did for you."
Cindy looked at Arnold Canton in amazement.
"You are a real Casanova," she said. "You've got women all over the place."
"Maybe we should all have something to drink and cool off," Arnold suggested.
"No," Susan exploded. "I'm gonna go home and make a clean breast of everything."
Peggy was numb. She knew what would happen to her father. Arnold Canton was also about to go out of his mind, but he had to keep his cool and not betray the fears that were whirling through his mind at this moment.
"Relax, Susan," he told her, "just relax. Everything is gonna be all right. Why don't you just sit down here and I'll explain to you why Cindy came over."
"You've got an awful lot of explaining to do," she quipped.
By this time Cindy was crying. Susan calmed down.
"It's my fault," Cindy explained.
"It's his fault," Susan insisted. "He's got a big prick. And he can't keep it out of every cunt that he can get."
Peggy wasn't pleased with the dirty talk.
"I won't have you speaking that way in this house," she told Susan.
"Oh, don't act so pure," Susan told her. "You know that you have an incestuous love for your father. It's disgusting. At least what Cindy and I are doing with your father is normal."
Arnold hastily poured himself a Scotch and bolted it down swiftly.
"Girls, girls," he told them all, "let's not fight. If there's one thing I don't like it's when people get together and argue. Now there's enough here for all of you. Susan, how would you like to have me lick your pussy while Peggy lets me fuck her cunt and Cindy can stick her tongue up my ass. In that way we could have a fourway. How does that grab you?"
Susan's eyes brightened.
"You know, that's not bad," she told him. "I'd love to have you suck my cunt. I sure need licking tonight. It makes me juicy just thinking about our little love match."
It pleased Cindy to see that Susan could calm down. Peggy was delighted, too. She had given her father a good ass suck and she felt that she deserved to get her cunt fucked. Now Cindy was not as eager to lick Arnold Canton's asshole, but she felt that to keep peace in the family she might give him the rim job he required.
After they all had a drink they went upstairs and everyone stripped. Peggy insisted on putting soft red lights in the lamps on the dresser. They cast an. eerie glow about the bedroom. Then she played some rock music on the stereo downstairs. It echoed upstairs and it gave them good background music for their wild, erotic fuck about to take place.
As they all stretched out on the bed, they positioned themselves. Arnold Canton was in the middle of the bed, lying on his side. Hastily Susan slipped her legs around Arnold's shoulders. She ground her cunt in his face.
Cindy got behind Arnold Canton and licked lovingly around his ass cheeks. The next thing Arnold knew, his beautiful daughter Peggy was stretched out in front of him. Her pussy was begging him for a fuck and Arnold was eager to accommodate her.
Reaching down, Peggy guided his throbbing, long cock into her vagina. Soon he was ramming it to her with forceful, strong strokes. Peggy loved having him ride her like this.
"Peggy," he suggested, "if you really want to give a man a good fuck, I might as well educate you. You're lying there and giving.what they call in the trade a-loose-goose fuck."
"What's that, daddy?" Peggy inquired.
"That's when your cunt doesn't get into action.
You can't just lie there and give a dead-ass fuck and have a guy enjoy it. You've got to put some feeling into your pussy. Grab it with your cunt muscles, honey."
Peggy was pleased to listen to her father's wise counseling on the ways of producing the most sexual thrills. Passionately she pumped with her pussy as his penis plunged into her cuntal sheath.
"Like that, daddy?" she smiled as she realized she was getting the hang of it.
"Right on," her father told her as he continued plunging his hard, male instrument forcefully into her.
Cindy was passionately licking away at Arnold's behind now. But she still hadn't rimmed him. Arnold wasn't going to let her get by with it either. Glancing over his shoulder he reminded her that he had sucked on her asshole.
"Turnabout is fair play," he told her. "Now slide your tongue up my ass crease. Then when you get there, honey, tongue fuck it good."
Cindy agreed.
The next thing that Susan did was grab Arnold's head and begin fucking her cunt right to his face.
"LICK IT, BABY," she told him. "WOW!"
His tongue swept crazily inside her pussy. He closed his eyes lovingly enjoying it.
Peggy didn't care if it was incst or not. She loved having his erect penis riding into her. That monstrous prick thrilled her.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME, DADDY, FUCK ME," Peggy panted as he went on driving the hardened length of his cock inside her pussy.
How she wanted it. Wantonly she had thrown aside all restraints. She was glad to have her father driving into her this way. Peggy knew that she needed a hot, virile man .. . and she needed a man with a big, hard prick.
Cindy was licking his ass effectively at this point. He loved the way her hands caressed his firm, round buttocks and it was strangely wonderful the way she licked and sucked on his rectum.
It pleased him so much that Arnold felt inspired as he sucked on Susan's cunt. He kept his tongue sliding inside of her pussy. Fliping it back and forth across her velvety vaginal walls, he finally focused his action on her erect love button. He let his teeth bear down on her clitoral bud. Susan got so excited she was rolling back and forth. Her hips rocked in sexual ecstasy as she felt his loving mouth hungrily licking her.
"OOOHHH, ARNOLD," she groaned, "KEEP IT UP. I LOVE IT."
Arnold's hands were busily gripping her naked buttocks. He enjoyed playing with her ass cheeks while he licked her pussy and at the same time he was shoving his massively erect cock smoothly into
Peggy's pussy.
Peggy's hot vagina gripped his prick firmly. She was such a sexy girl. Fucking her was really something.
"EAT ME," Susan panted as her ass bucked wildly.
She ground her cunt in his face and told him frankly, "I'm really enjoying this. You know how to use your tongue. Lick it. Get right in there and suck. OOOHHH, HONEY, LICK MY LOVE BUTTON."
Whipping his tongue around her love button, he lashed and nibbled and brought a series of sensations to her that had her wild, rhythmic body almost dancing on his face. Her searing pussy was ready to explode in his face. Her passion-dimmed eyes watched the other girls.. It was exciting to see Cindy sucking on his asshole and Peggy's cunt grinding on his cock as he pumped it to her.
She also watched to see his tongue licking her vaginal lips and then he slowly parted them again and let her pink, moist cuntal slit rimmed with soft curly hair provide him with the pleasure that he wanted. His tongue whirled down between her legs, almost in a mesmerizing state, his head going down between her soft, tapering legs.
Susan watched his tongue lick tentatively at her pulsing clitoris. Quick, ecstatic joy passed through her body. She had never felt anything like it before.
Having all the girls going at it at the same time pleased Arnold enormously.
"EAT ME, ARNOLD, DARLING," Susan gasped. "SUCK MY CUNT.. . SUCK IT GOOD!"
As the teenage girl spoke she was sure that he was smiling triumphantly. It was wonderful that they could all get together and without feelings of shame catapult themselves into this erotic heaven. Susan knew that she was almost there. With tears streaming from her eyes she continued to ride up and down his tongue.
"YES, YESSSS," Susan gasped, "I LOVE IT. LICK ME. OOOHHH, ARNOLD, PLEASE, PLEASE, I'M CUMMING. OOOHHHH, I'M GONNA CUM NOW. ANY SECOND. OOOHHH, AAAAHH!"
She was juicing now and with ecstatic moaning and screaming of her uninhibited passion she almost smothered him with her juicing vagina.
At the same time his muscular body was fucking his beautiful daughter Peggy with wild abandon.
Cindy had trouble keeping her tongue in Arnold's asshole, for he was frantically fucking Peggy's pumping vagina. Nevertheless, Cindy did her best to keep her tongue whipping up his asshole and at the same time massaged his big balls. She could feel them about to unload.
"OOOHHH, LICK IT, LICK IT," Susan begged. "LICK MY PUSSY. I LOVE IT. SUCK ME, SUUUUCK MEEEE!"
When he'd finished with Susan, Arnold focused his eyes on Cindy and Peggy. The two girls were giving him a wild time of it.
Suddenly Peggy felt him cumming.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "I'M CUMMING. FUCK ME, FUCK ME."
Peggy's cuntal muscles grabbed his cock. She loved having his madly pulsing penis between her legs. And she thrilled as he shot his load inside of her.
"FUCK ME, DADDY, FUCK ME," she begged.
Even though the fourway had become the ultimate in self-degradation, none of them cared. They all wanted Arnold Canton's massively vibrantly alive cock. They had sucked on it. They had taken. it in their mouths. They had felt it sliding in their cunts. And he had even sodomized them. But the girls loved it.
When he finished unloading, Cindy insisted that she get to lick off his prick. Shding his cock out of Peggy's cunt, he watched as Cindy crawled down between his legs to lick his prick. His cock seemed to come alive in her mouth.
"OOOHHH, STOP IT," Arnold begged, trying to push Cindy off.
But Cindy wouldn't be pushed away. She squirmed back against him and held his cock closely and tightly as she sucked. She loved the sticky taste of his cum and licked it clean.
When they all pulled apart, they lay there panting, sweating and laughing once more.
"I can't understand why I feel so good," he admitted.
The four of them looked at each other. "Never tell anybody about our escapades," Arnold Canton warned the girls.
"What would they do to you, Mr. Canton, if they knew?"
"I would rather not think about it," Arnold told Susan bluntly.
"They arrange conjugal visits in prison," she said. "You could have Cindy one week, me the next and Peggy the next. It wouldn't be so bad."
"But they don't arrange conjugal visits with minors," he reminded her.
"That's awful," Susan complained. "Just think of those poor prisoners getting all of that old ass. It's terrible, women of twenty and all. What do they know about screwing? It's girls like us that really know how to give a man a fuck."
"That's the truth," Peggy smiled. "Mom wasn't giving dad a good time at all. That's why I'm glad she left."
Immediately Cindy and Susan could see the problems that Peggy faced.
"I guess your mother was quite a swinger," Susan smirked. "My mom says she was almost a slut. I mean, playing around and everything." Peggy shook her head.
"I hate to hear you say that^ but it is the truth. Mom was swinging and dad was being loyal. That was when my heart went out to him." Cindy smiled nervously.
"But it's incest, Peggy," she reminded her slowly, as if trying to understand the full meaning of the word "incest" and the guilt that should accompany it.
"I wish you wouldn't say things like that," Peggy frowned.
"But you have to face facts," Cindy told her. "You and your father fucking makes it incest. Now I heard my teacher in school tell me."
"What are those teachers doing corrupting your young minds?" Arnold Canton exclaimed self-righteously. "Girls your age shouldn't even hear about such vile things as incest."
"But you're doing it," Cindy reminded him in a soft voice.
"That's different," Arnold exclaimed. "I love Peggy. And Peggy loves me. And love changes the color of everything. You can't put a label on love."
"It would be incestuous love," Cindy insisted.
"This sounds like a story," Susan cut in. "Maybe I should write that up for my college composition class."
"If you do, I'll kill you," Peggy said angrily.
"I was only kidding," Susan assured her, "but it is beautiful. There's nothing wrong with the fact that you and your father like to fuck. Now my father ... that's another story. He wouldn't make a good screw at all. Anyway, I don't think he can make it anymore. He bought mom a vibrating dildo. And on Saturday nights that's what she uses."
"How do you know?" Cindy inquired curiously.
"All right, so I've watched," she admitted.
"With their approval?" Arnold Canton asked.
"Of course not," she said abruptly. "I've had to sneak downstairs and watch. I would tiptoe to the door and if it was left open just a crack I could see. Mother's pretty good at using the dildo. I hear that they have a course where women can go and practice with their finger's in their pussies."
Chapter Thirteen
Arnold Canton had each girl swear to a vow of silence. Susan and Cindy both promised faithfully that they would never tell about their sexual escapades with him.
Nevertheless, Arnold did feel guilty. He knew that if he was ever found out he would be in tall trouble.
Peggy made him promise that he would not play around.
"Whatever fears you feel," she told him, "forget them, daddy. Susan and Cindy are crazy about you. They'll never talk."
"I certainly hope not," he said solemnly. Everything went smoothly. The girls would get together on weekends and all of them would have orgies. It went well until one Wednesday afternoon when Arnold Canton was driving home early from work. A stunning young girl was out hitchhiking. She had long blonde hair which fell about her shoulders, suntanned skin and bright blue eyes. He picked her up and immediately she let him know what she wanted.
"I could give you a good time," she told him.
"What are you talking about, young lady?"
"Oh, I suck cock," she told him, "and you can eat my pussy if you want to. I'll even take it from behind. But it's gonna cost you a little."
She looked at the middle-aged man and realized that he might be vulnerable. For Arnold hadn't immediately stopped the car and told her to get out.
"What's your name?" she asked him.
Fearful of blackmail, he refused to tell her.
"A name doesn't mean anything for people that meet like we do," he told her.
"Want to take me up on my offer?" she asked lustfully.
The long-haired teenager obviously had gotten him aroused. The electrifying sensations that shot through his body had Arnold Canton so stimulated that he could hardly stand it.
"You can even play with my breasts," she said as she reached in her blouse and began massaging her own bosoms, warmly caressing them.
"I wish you wouldn't do that," he warned her. "I really wish you wouldn't."
"Why not?" she laughed.
Finally she introduced herself.
"My name is Marta," she told him, "and if you don't care to tell me your name, that's all right. I'll give you my price list. It's like a sex menu. Twenty dollars for a cock suck. Twenty dollars if you eat my pussy. It's thirty-five dollars if you stick your prick up my asshole and it's thirty-five dollars if you fuck my cunt. That takes more time, naturally. But I can give you a very good blow job that is really a bargain price. Some girls have gone up to twenty-five dollars, what with inflation and all."
"Yes, Marta," Arnold agreed, "I imagine some girls do go up to that price."
Realizing that he would be in dire danger if he took Marta to his home, Arnold Canton suggested they could do it in a motel.
"Would you mind if we did it in a motel?" he smiled nervously.
"I prefer doing it in the car," Marta explained, "because I can do it quicker. I mean, if I go down on you and give you a blow job and all right here in the car, then we don't lose time. Time is money to a hooker."
It bothered Arnold. He didn't know what to do.
But she was obviously frank.
"If you want to forget it," she told him, "I can turn another trick any time. I don't have to worry. I've got the body and I know how to do it right."
Arnold Canton suddenly felt sympathy and warmth radiate through his body. It wasn't just sex, he told himself. If he could help Marta. Sure, he could give her some money and she could give him a blow job. But then maybe he could give her some words of counsel and tell her to stop playing the role of the teenage hooker.
He found a motel that he thought looked appropriate. It was a rather run-down place and probably wouldn't cost too much. They advertised water beds and erotic movies. He didn't need to pay for erotic movies as he had his own erotic action in the form of the shapely, long-limbed Marta.
"How about the Circle Motel right here?" he smiled suggestively.
"Sure," Marta agreed. "It's my second home."
As they stepped into the motel, Marta laughed.
"A home away from home," she quipped.
When it was evident she didn't plan to take off her clothes this bothered Arnold enormously.
"Aren't you even gonna undress so I can see what you look like?"
"You can see what I look like," Marta said with a sneer.
"I'd like to at least see your tits," he told her.
"Wow," she complained, "why do I have to take the time to slip my clothes off and let you ogle my boobs? You guys drive me up the wall. If you wanted the full fuck why didn't you pay the thirty-five bucks?"
Her belligerent attitude was getting Arnold angry.
"Look, I'll just about forget it in a minute," he told her.
"All right, already," she agreed reluctantly. "If you've got to see my tits, you've got to see 'em. Some guys have to get their prick massaged with my breasts. I should charge five more for that. But I'm in a good mood today."
"I'd hate to see you in a bad mood, Marta," Arnold snapped as he began undressing himself.
It was apparent to Marta that he got a big charge out of taking off all of his clothes and having her look at him. She didn't like the fact that he required this kind of erotic sex play since it took more time.
When he finished undressing and she saw his throbbing long prick she knew that she had to suck on a lot'of cock. She preferred men with shorter penises as it made it easier. With such a huge prick and riding it down her throat she sometimes would get a sore throat.
Removing her blouse, she then removed her brassiere. Arnold was pleased to see her naked nipples.
"Why don't you massage my prick with your tits, Marta," he suggested.
Still aware of the fact that he was going to give her a lecture on the immorality of the teenage, girl acting as a hooker, he forgot that for the time being and told her to go after his cock.
Marta went to work. However, she realized she hadn't gotten her money and stopped.
"Where's my twenty bucks?" she demanded angrily.
"When you finish giving me a cock suck you'll get your twenty bucks," Arnold complained.
"No way," Marta shook her head. "I don't do it that way. Put the twenty on the dresser top. When I've finished I can have it. But I don't want to get in bed with a guy who may be broke. And don't think I haven't had it happen. And you can't put blow jobs on your credit card."
Arnold smiled as he listened to the young girl fume and complain. He got out the twenty dollars and put it on the dresser.
"That ought to hold you, honey," he told her. She watched as he put his wallet back in his pants. Arnold watched her gaze, hoping that she wasn't going to try something funny.
Satisfied that he did have the twenty, she told Arnold to get back on the bed and spread his legs. She got down there with her boobs and began massaging his prick with her breast flesh. This excited him.
"Wow," he told her, "that sure feels good." She kept massaging his prick with her breasts and then grabbed his cock and began sucking hard. Marta went at it so hard it hurt.
"Damn it," Arnold complained, "you sure don't know much about giving head. You come on too strong. You're aggressive and you aren't a bit gentle."
''Look, if .you want a Vegas hundred-dollar-an-hour girl," she told him, "you'd better go there. I give a twenty-dollar blow job and some guys say they like it."
"Yeah, who? The truckdrivers?" he smirked.
"Some," she said proudly. "And jocks, too. So just shove your cock meat in my mouth and quit complaining."
Grabbing his huge, throbbing prick, she began going up and down on it. It was evident that she had quite a bit of skill. She spread his legs and fingered his asshole with her index fmger. The palm of her hand massaged his balls while she bounced up and down on his prick.
"Slow, baby, slow," he told her. "Make it last." The loud slurping suck sounds accompanying her up-and-down movements on his throbbing manhood got him more aroused than ever. She seemed to really know what she was doing. But it was equally obvious that she was trying to be difficult.
"OH, COME ON, BABY," he told her, "SUCK. SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF!"
Her lips fastened firmly on his cock head and she sucked with vengeance. Suddenly his hot cock exploded.
"EAT IT," he gasped. "SUCK OFF."
As he shot her his load she kept finger fucking his asshole and massaging his prostrate gland. Once she had skillfully sucked him off, she wanted to entice him. She took off all of her clothes and began massaging her pussy.
"OOOHHH, WOW!" he smiled. "THAT'S BEAUTIFUL."
Whatever fears Arnold had had, they were gone now. Tidal waves of emotion surged over him. The beautiful young girl was pushing her finger in and out of her dripping wet fissure. Her steaming pussy was anxious for action. The nerve-jammed bud of her clitoris was being flipped back and forth. Her tall, leggy nakedness appealed to him.
"Come over here, honey," he told her.
She walked over, full of excitement.
"It'll be fifteen more," Marta reminded him, "to play with my pussy."
The pouting pink lips of her pussy flushed with excitement. She was puffy with the passion-heated surge of blood that raced from her loins as he deftly let his tongue slide along her cunt.
Arnold spread the pliant hair-fringed lips of her pussy and then he began slowly licking her deep, aroused slit. Electrifying sensations shot through her body as he nibbled the node of her clit.
"OOOHHH, YES," Marta panted, "I LOVE IT. LICK IT."
An undulating rhythm of passion surged along her tall, slender nakedness, starting from the wide-splayed pink wetness of her pussy lips and sweeping to the rippling soft mounds of her melon-sized tits. Just as they were really enjoying themselves, the door swung open.
"Don't move!" a voice said gruffly. "I'm an officer of the law."
Nervously, Arnold Canton pulled his tongue from Marta's vagina.
"What are you doing with this kid?" the officer demanded.
Arnold couldn't think of anything. The officer saw the money on the dresser.
"So you're a teenage hooker," he snarled.
"Me, a prostitute?" Marta exclaimed.
It didn't take the officer long to order them both to get dressed.
When Arnold Canton was in jail on charges of molestation of a juvenile, he called up his daughter. However, he made his biggest mistake when he did so. For Peggy was silent and furious. She said nothing to him but came down to the police station. She blurted her lurid story of what she and her girl friends and her father had been doing together. The officers checked out the facts with Susan and Cindy when they went to their homes. Their parents immediately wanted to press charges. Arnold Canton's ex-wife reappeared on the scene swiftly. She told Peggy how awful she felt over what had happened.
"I. .. I guess he isn't much of a man," Peggy said. "I mean, carrying on with that little tramp he picked up."
Immediately her mother saw through what she had done.
"You were jealous of him," her mother said, shaking her head, "and that's why you told the police everything about the wild orgies he was having with you and those poor girls."
Through misty eyes, Peggy nodded.
"I loved him," she confessed.
"So did I," her mother said, "but it was different. A lot different."
"I know, mom," Peggy replied softly. "I know. I'm so sorry."
Chapter Fourteen
Peggy hated living with her mother. Her mother was always reminding her of the awful things that she'd done.
"Mom, don't act like a saint," Peggy finally told her glibly, "because I know you're not."
Her mother made no secret of the fear that she could inject within her swiftly.
"If it weren't for me," her mother reminded her, "you would still be down there in Juvenile Hall.
Just be grateful that you've got a mother who's so considerate."
Finally Peggy thought she might as well reveal all she knew about her mother's own sexual conduct.
"Mom, dear, I hate to remind you," she told her, "but I happen to know that you've done a little playing around yourself. So that innocent act -doesn't wash with me."
Her mother became outraged to think her daughter would speak to her like this.
"Listen, mom," she told her, "you're oversexed, just like me," Peggy's eyes glistened.
Her mother wanted to know how she came to that conclusion.
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Peggy told her.
A couple of nights later when her mother phoned from the office, saying that she had to work late, Peggy was presented with an opportunity to see just what her mother was doing with her boyfriend.
"I guess you're real grateful to your mom for what she did for you," Ken told her.
Nodding, Peggy looked at Ken.
"Yes, in a way," she said softly.
Ken was a good-looking young man with a physique that indicated he got plenty of exercise.
"You've got a good build," she told him.
"Why thank you," he smiled.
As the conversation unwound, Ken revealed that he had been a swim champ in college.
"How wonderful," she exclaimed excitedly. "I guess you really take care of yourself."
Looking at Peggy, Ken couldn't help feel a certain fascination.
"You have a nice body yourself." he assured her.
"Yes, too nice," she confessed.
Ken's eyes feasted on her now. But Peggy couldn't help feeling the urge to turn him on. Lustful and erotic thoughts whirled through her mind as she sat down beside him on the sofa. She suddenly covered her breasts with her hands and told him, "It's awful to be so appealing."
"You mustn't be self-conscious about your body," Ken warned her. "Try to forget what had happened. Leave it all behind you."
Peggy tried to explain why she couldn't.
"When men have feasted on my body," she said earnestly, "I can't forget it. I keep wishing 1 had someone to love me."
Nervously twitching, Ken tried to change the subject. But Peggy wasn't about to let him.
"A man like you," she told him, "could really turn me on."
Before she knew what was happening, she was reaching over and placing her hand on Ken's bulging crotch.
"You shouldn't do that," he warned her quickly.
Even though Ken knew he was treading on dangerous ground, he couldn't stop what she was doing. It felt too good.
"Why do you stare at me?" Peggy asked, her voice quivering with emotion and some fear.
"Because you're so damned beautiful," he replied.
That brought a quick smile to Peggy's face.
"You really think so?" she asked anxiously.
Nodding, he reached over and felt of her bosoms. The moment his hands touched her breast flesh, she felt her entire body stirring.
"You're beautiful here, honey," he told her.
Ken's hands gently massaged and caressed her ripe, full bosoms.
"Why don't you take off your blouse?" he finally suggested.
"On one. condition," the young girl said breathlessly.
"Yes," he replied, indicating that he was eager to please her every sexual desire.
"Providing you will unzip your fly and take out your cock and let me look at it."
"All right," Ken promised, "but let's be quick about it. Your mother said she was gonna be home in an hour and a half. We don't have much time."
Peggy led the way to her bedroom.
"We don't want to take chances," she explained. "Stay dressed. Then you can' run back into the living room when you hear mother's car in the driveway."
Ken had to hand it to her. Even though Peggy was a very young and troubled girl, she was also a very wise girl. She knew exactly how to structure the situation to put them both in the least amount of jeopardy.
He followed down the hallway to her bedroom. His heart was pounding rapidly. Instantly Peggy removed her blouse. Her naked breast flesh stood up and the nipples were taut. Reaching forward, he gripped her breasts, letting his finger tips pinch the nipples.
"You are so gorgeous," he told her. "I wish I could see you all over."
Slowly Peggy eased down her skirt. Then she had a big surprise for Ken. She pulled off her panties swiftly and stood there with her vagina shaved.
"Wow!" Ken observed, his voice husky with emotion. "I have never seen a woman with a shaved pussy before."
"That makes it all the more appealing," she said in a caressing tone.
Reaching out she took Ken's hand. He was thinking. Thinking about all the trouble that Peggy had faced before. He was thinking about the fact that she had carried on with her father. Yet the danger element made sex with her seem all the more appealing. For his perverse nature was suddenly taking over completely.
"Did any man ever eat you?" he demanded.
Peggy thought it was an extremely personal question but, nevertheless, she wanted to be honest with him. After all, she felt that people had become much more liberated.
"Yes," she told him. "I have had someone love me that way. Daddy used to like to lick me right here."
The moment she said "right here," she patted her pussy at the same time.
"What are you doing?" Ken asked in amazement as he saw her inserting her finger in her vagina.
She was flipping her clitoris now as she smiled up at him.
"I'm getting aroused," she told him.
"Would you like having me in you?" he demanded.
"Yes," Peggy admitted eagerly. "I need it real bad."
The more she manipulated her finger in her vagina, the more she discovered just how much she was enjoying it.
"I guess you like this as much as I do," he nodded knowingly.
It was quite apparent to her that he did.
"I want to get on my knees now and lick your cunt," he told her, "and you keep a watch out. Stand near the window so you can see if your mother is coming."
Going over to the window, Peggy stood there stark naked now. Withdrawing her slippery finger, from her vagina, she watched with glee while Ken dropped to his knees. His hot hands clasped her moon-shaped ass cheeks. His tongue whipped to her vagina. Pressing his hot mouth against her pussy he began sucking. The luridness of the action thrilled her.
"OOOHHH," she groaned, "IT FEELS SO GOOD."
She loved the way Ken placed his face over her pussy. He looked up at her shaved vagina and let his tongue gently lick along it. At the same time he felt stimulated by her fingers in his hair.
"OOOHHH, COME ON," she begged, "SUCK ME."
This was exactly what she had needed. His hot tongue swept inside of her. The musky aroma of her crotch ignited his passion. His tongue continued insistently sliding back and forth, causing her to groan in erotic delight and frenzy.
"OOOHHH," Peggy cried out as she ground her cunt in his face. "SUCK IT," she hissed through clenched teeth. "SUCK IT. OOOHHH, KEN, BABY, I CAN HARDLY WAIT TO LICK YOUR PRICK. BUT NOW, SUCK MY CUNT!"
Just mouthing the foul words stimulated her. She loved the delicious sensation of his tongue pumping around inside of her. In a way she enjoyed having a tongue whipping in her cunt even more than a cock.
"LICK IT, LICK IT," she panted passionately, as her voice choked with emotion.
Ken didn't have to be told to suck on her. He had become so aroused licking her pussy that he could hardly stand it now. Now Ken reached for his fly. He pulled out his prick. With one hand on her ass, pulling her cunt to his face, he sucked. With his other hand he jerked on his prick anxiously.
This bothered Peggy. She wanted to make sure that he didn't jerk it all the way. After all, he had promised her she could suck on his prick.
"Don't jack off till you cum, Ken," she pleaded. "I want to eat you."
Nothing could please Ken more than to have this young girl be so hot for his cock. Momentarily sliding his tongue out of her twat, he told her, "Don't worry, baby. You're gonna get your chance."
Hastily flipping his tongue back inside of her, he continued licking hungrily.
"OOOHHH," he groaned in a frenzy, "LICK ME. YES, BABY, YES."
The thrilling emotions that shot through his body carried him close to climax. He had to get her off quickly. He knew that if he didn't he was going to cum-and he had promised her.
It didn't take Peggy long to juice when he reached a certain rhythmic point. She thrust her pelvis back to him in wild abandon. Waves of wanton lust swept over her as he tongue fucked her cunt earnestly. His forehead was beaded with perspiration.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "YES, YES. PUSH IT TO ME."
Pressing his lips hotly against her cunt once more, he tasted her as she suddenly juiced in his mouth. His lips overflowed with her delicious vaginal juices. When he licked his lips he got to his feet.
"On your k.ees," he panted as he became the one to watch at the window to make sure that they finished their lewd act before Peggy's mother arrived home.
Ken was so excited he was trembling.
"OOOHHH, YOU'VE GOT SUCH A BIG COCK," Peggy observed.
"SUCK IT," Ken panted as he pumped his penis forward into Peggy's mouth.
It had been a long time since Peggy had sucked anbody. It was a fantastic sensation and she loved it. Ken got a special thrill out of doing it with the young girl. Running his fingers through her hair he panted as he drove his meaty shaft hard down her throat.
"OOOHHH," he groaned, "BEAUTIFUL. OHHH, BABY, I'LL PULL IT OUT NOW AND LET YOU SUCK IT IN YOUR MOUTH."
Peggy was a very skillful cock sucker. She had given her father enough blow jobs and other men as well to learn how to give a good cock suck.
She let her tongue slide over the head of his cock. This got him so excited he was almost ready to go off in her mouth.
"EASY, BABY," Ken gasped, "DONT SUCK TOO HARD. MAKE IT LAST."
She slowed the tempo of her cock sucking. Peggy reached in and pulled out his balls, massaging them lovingly.
"OOOHHH," he panted as he kept pumping it to her, "SUCK. JUST LIKE THAT."
Smoothly sucking on his prick, the young girl closed her eyes. She loved the sensation that he was providing her with.
"YES, YES," he told her, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SUCK IT."
She could tell from the sperm that was dripping from the tip of his cock that he was ready to explode.
"I can't stand it," he gasped. "I'M CUMMING. EAT IT. SUCK IT OFF."
His hot cum unloaded in her mouth. Sperm splashed down her throat as it dribbled from the corner of her lips.
"OOOHHH," Ken groaned in a frenzy, "SUCK IT OFF.
Delicious thrills shot through her body now.
"YES, YES," he gasped, "OOOHHH, EAT IT."
Ken's sperm tasted delicious to Peggy. She sucked hungrily. Ken became so distracted with her fantastic blow job he closed his eyes in erotic ecstasy and rubbed his hands through her hair as if he was trying to draw more cream out of his cock to feed into her hungry mouth.
Just at that point Peggy's mother opened the door and caught them in the act.
"Damn it," she exclaimed when she saw what was happening.
Ken opened his eyes. Peggy's mother came after them both in a rage.
"That awful girl," she exclaimed as Ken's cock kept exploding in Peggy's mouth.
The hot cum surged so generously it was dribbling from her lips some more.
"Get your mouth off his cock!" her mother exclaimed angrily.
Peggy reluctantly eased her mouth off Ken's penis, licking the corner of her lips to get the last drops of sperm.
"Fine thing," she exclaimed, looking angrily at Peggy, "trying to seduce my boyfriend!"
Peggy got to her feet. Hastily Ken slipped his cock back in his shorts and zipped up his fly.
"I. . . I'm sorry," he apologized.
Ken's eyes couldn't look into hers directly. He was guilty and knew it. Slowly he walked into the living room.
"I could go to court," her mother snapped indignantly, "and have them throw the book at you, Ken. And don't you ever forget it!"
"Please, mom, it's my fault," Peggy sobbed hysterically.
"I'll just bet it is," her mother agreed. "You have the makings of a natural whore. You're my own daughter and I hate to say this about you, dear. But it's the truth and you know it is."
Peggy ran for the kitchen. She was so upset she wanted to kill herself and get it over with. The thought of going to court again and creating trouble for Ken was more than she could bear. Her mother followed her. She saw her pulling open a drawer and grabbing the butcher knife. A struggle ensued. Ken hurried to the kitchen and pulled them apart as the butcher knife clattered on the floor noisily.
"Have you lost your mind?" he asked Peggy.
"I... I just can't go through it," she explained. "I can't go through court anymore."
Her mother realized that something had to be done to calm down the hysterical young girl.
"I never said I was going to take Ken or you to court," her mother said bluntly. "I'm just disappointed. I thought I could trust you. And I thought! could trust Ken, too. Apparently, I can't. No, I'm not going to court. It would be too messy. I can't have my name dragged through the mud again, to say nothing of yours, dear. As far as Ken is concerned, he's only human. And I imagine you probably put the make on him. A beautiful young girl can twist a horny man around her little finger. That's been proven enough times. Not that I think Ken did the right thing or isn't guilty. But he is human and men have been known to do the wrong thing when it came to sex and they had the chance."
Ken was shaking his head in amazement at the mature way that Peggy's mother was accepting the terrible incident that she had witnessed.
"I just don't care to see you anymore, Ken," she said, "and I don't want my daughter to see you anymore. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, Ido," Ken nodded.
"And if I ever catch you back here," she warned him, "I will take you to court. And don't think I won't."
Ken assured her that he wouldn't come back. He apologized to them both. Peggy was speechless as she watched him walk out of their apartment.
When Peggy was finally alone with her mother she told her that she was sorry.
"Mom, I'm really sorry," she told her. "I guess I went out of my mind for sex. When you get used to it on a regular basis, the way I was making it with dad and all, I had to have it, I thought."
"You've got to learn to exercise a little self-control," her mother warned her.
At school the following week Peggy thought of that. She found herself confronted with a nice-looking young man who wanted to have a date with her. At first Peggy was reluctant to agree.
"I'll have to think it over, Tom," she told him.
"Can I call you up tonight?" Tom demanded.
"Yes, I guess you can," she said agreeably.
That evening after dinner, before Tom phoned, she asked her mother if it would be all right if she had a date.
"That all depends," her mother told her, "on who it is. If it's someone of your age who has decent intentions, I think it would even be good for you to have some socialization. But if you think for one minute I'm gonna approve of you carrying on with some older man in an obscene fashion, you know the answer."
Peggy assured her mother that she was only interested in boys her own age now.
"As far as going to bed with him, mom," she confessed, "I don't want to. I want a respectable relationship."
Just then the phone rang.
"Hello," she answered. "Oh ... Tom," she said with a lightness surfacing in her voice. "Yes ... well, I've been thinking it over and maybe it would be all right if we had a date. Saturday night? Sure .. . that would be fun."
Tom came over Saturday night and picked her up. They went to a movie and then for a ride. It was during the ride that Peggy found herself confronted once more with a very difficult and awkward situation. Tom drove to a secluded lover's lane atop a winding mountain road.
"Why are we coming up here?" she asked the virile young collegian curiously.
"To catch the view," he told her.
"I hope that's the real reason," Peggy said softly.
Tom smiled as he looked in her direction.
"Now listen to me, honey," he told her. "There isn't anything that I would enjoy more."
However, it didn't take Peggy long to find out that Tom's interest was not so much in the lights of the city-but in her body. He snuggled close to her and wrapped his arm around her tightly.
"Don't take any liberties, Tom," she warned him.
He placed his hand on her thigh.
"I was just trying to get cozy," he smiled.
Before she knew what was happening, Tom was placing her hand on his immense penis. She could feel it throb under her hand on his immense penis. She could feel it throb under his pants.
"How do you like it?" he asked anxiously.
"It is huge," Peggy said begrudgingly.
"Yes, and it's tasty," he told her. "I know one girl who said she would like to suck on it. As a matter of fact, she has been begging for me to go out with her. But I want someone like you. You're so innocent, Peggy, I can see it in your eyes. You have such appeal."
Peggy was grateful that the court hearing had been private. Fortunately, nothing had leaked out about the awful encounter with her father. Little did Tom realize that she was actually a girl who knew all about giving blow jobs.
"I can teach you how to give wild sex," Tom explained as he generously reached down to unzip his fly.
She watched him as he pulled out his throbbing, long cock.
"What did you do that for?" she asked.
"I want to give you something," he smiled.
"I'm sorry, Tom, but I'm not that kind of girl," she told him flatly.
"Please," he begged, "please, for me. Won't you just grab it and pull on it?"
Peggy could see the helpless expression in Tom's eyes and it bothered her.
"Well... all right," she agreed reluctantly. "I guess it wouldn't hurt anything to pull on it. But that's as far as I'll go."
Her hand grasped his throbbing penis. She pulled it slowly. Tom got so excited that he fumbled around in his shorts and pulled out his balls. He massaged his own balls while she pulled on his throbbing cock.
"OOOHHH, YES," he told her, "THAT'S BEAUTIFUL."
All at once he gripped her head and forced her down over his cock. She tried to pull away-but it was no use.
"GO ON," he begged eagerly, "LICK IT FOR ME. LICK IT LIKE A LOLLIPOP."
She let her tongue slide over his shaft. Peggy began generously licking his throbbing cock. He became so excited that he could hardly stand it.
"OOOHHH," he gasped, "SUCK. SUCK IT."
With deep, strong strokes he rammed it to her.
"OOOHHH, BABY," he told her, "I LOVE IT WHEN YOU SUCK LIKE THAT."
Her lips fastened on his throbbing prick.
"YES," he cried out, "THAT'S IT. SUCK IT GOOD."
Peggy began sucking with strong, hard strokes.
"OOOHHH, AAAAHHH," he gasped, "NOW YOU'RE DOING IT. SUCK IT, SUCK IT."
All at once his throbbing cock erupted.
"EAT IT," he panted. "OOOHHH, SUCK OFF, SUCK OFF."
Closing her eyes Peggy sucked. Hot, white sperm shot down her throat, causing her to almost choke. Her face flushed and her heart raced rapidly as she ate his sweet cum load. What terrible madness had seized her? But she was also enjoying it.
As she eased her mouth off his throbbing cock she could feel his hands reaching over to part her vaginal lips.
"Let me lick you there, too," he told her.
At this point Peggy wanted to pull away, but it felt too good to have him fingering her.
"Baby," he whispered, "I've got to lick it for you."
Wasting no time now, he got on the car floor and got his face down between her legs. Pulling her panties down so he could have free access to her naked flesh, he suddenly let his tongue lick at her pussy. Easing her tongue into her vagina he sucked hard.
"YES," she begged, "SUCK ME, SUCK ME."
He got her excited and then he determined that he was going to fuck her.
"You've got my prick hard again," he told her, "and now I'm gonna fuck you."
He told her that he wanted her to get in the back of the car.
"All right," Peggy agreed.
They got on the back seat together. It didn't take him long to pull his pants and shorts down. His huge, throbbing cock eased in her vagina. With hard, deep strokes he began riding in her cunt. Peggy's vaginal lips clasped his throbbing, long penis. He stabbed his virile cock deep into her pussy.
"YES," he panted as he began moving in a wild rhythm.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER," Peggy could hold back her cry no longer. "I WANT TO CUM."
It felt fantastic to have a big cock plunging into her again and again. She started to grind and twist her hips lewdly as he fucked crazily in and out of her wide-stretched cunt.
"OOOHHH," he panted, "YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO FUCK!"
Peggy whimpered again and again as his cock plunged deep into her belly. She loved the way he was ramming it to her without mercy. All that mattered now was the wild, raging fire swirling out of control in her body, rising higher than ever before. She jerked her thighs back to open her cunt more to him as he began riding his cock deep into her. It wasn't going to be much longer before he was spurting hot cum into her cunt, and that was what she wanted. She ground up to him as he rammed it to her. Peggy's hands grasped his ass cheeks as he fucked hard.
"GIVE IT TO ME," she begged eagerly. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME!"
Peggy writhed and twisted, clutching Tom's ass cheeks as he rammed it to her. Her cunt grabbed his cock. She was fucking with passion like a wild animal bitch in heat. And then it was over. With a soft, mewling sound her body went limp and he shot his load. It felt fantastic to have his sperm flooding her vagina this way.
"OOOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, TOM," she panted as he finished screwing her.
They were both silent for a moment. They were breathing heavily now as he finally pulled his prick from her cunt.
"Aren't you even gonna kiss me, Tom?" the young high school girl asked her lover.
"Sure," Tom told her as he bent over and kissed Peggy's lips passionately.
As he pulled his dripping-with-cum cock from her and started to get dressed, Peggy dressed, too. They got back into the front seat and then he told her that he wanted her to go steady with him.
"I don't think I should," she told him.
"Why not?" he demanded.
"It just wouldn't be right," she insisted.
The ecstasy that she felt over having had sex with him was something she couldn't forget.
"Didn't you enjoy it?" he asked.
Peggy went strangely silent now. She didn't want to tell him what she was thinking. However, she couldn't help feeling guilty. She had promised her mother that she would be decent. Having sex in the back seat of the car with Tom was not exactly her mother's idea of decency, and Peggy knew it. Yet so many of the girls who were carrying on were getting away with it and Peggy didn't see why she souldn't, too.
"One minute you want me to fuck you and the next minute you tell me I can't do it anymore," Tom said as he rounded the corner to her house.
"I know it's frustrating, Tom," she apologized, "and I'm sorry. But please try to understand me. I... I just don't know myself what's wrong or what's right anymore."
It was evident to her what the score was. Peggy needed counseling.
"Perhaps you could go to a high school counselor and get help," her mother shrugged, "because I don't have any more suggestions to make."
Peggy mulled over in her mind what her mother had said. That probably would be the right thing to do. Only a counselor could help her and give her the guidance that she needed so desperately now.
