Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, there is the advent of swinging and illicit sex. All in the spirit of good clean fun . . . But where does the fun stop and degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as a pattern for their own life style what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family in one neighborhood in one city, Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, for them it is the norm.
The norm . . . For the Hawkins family, yes. And how many other families like them?
THE FAMILY SECRET- a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Even though it was only ten o'clock in the morning, and she was only a teenager, Patty knew she was about to lose her hot little cherry.
Naked, the tawny blonde shivered with fear and wild excitement. The urge to fingerfuck herself as she stared at her naked, budding curves in the full-length mirror in her bedroom was nearly maddening. Her swollen pink nipples tingled wildly and she could feel her boiling cunt throbbing and sucking in wanton heat.
The fact that she was about to lose her cherry to her massively hung brother made her excitement soar even more. No one was home this morning except Patty and her brother, who was a year older than her. He was in the shower now, and from there Steve would pad down the hallway to his bedroom with only a towel draped around his lean waist.
Patty heard the shower go off and she trembled, hoping she wouldn't lose her nerve. She was so hot at this moment that a soft whimper escaped her throat, and tiny rivulets of cunt-juice trickled down her plump thighs.
She'd woken up this morning fit to be sucked and fucked in a frenzy. She really shouldn't have looked at the magazine so early in the morning, the one she used to masturbate over every night. She'd found the magazine a few weeks earlier, lying in the bushes behind the high school in town, where someone had probably ditched it so they wouldn't be caught carrying it.
The magazine consisted of naked girls, boys and fantastically sexy women in a variety of positions. The boys all had huge red pricks, which they pumped lustily into the girl's tiny hot pussies. In some pictures, the women were sitting on the girls' faces while the boys rammed their long cocks into the girls. Not always into their juicy little cunts, either, Patty saw with wide-eyed curiosity and shock.
In a few pictures, the boys were fucking their teenage partners in their ripe, silky asses,, a pose that made Patty's tender asshole tingle violently with excitement.
Patty heard the bathroom door open and a few moments later her brother's bedroom door slammed shut. She took a deep breath and her tits rose. The pictures in the magazine had so fired her loins that she felt she would scream if she didn't get a live hot prick crammed up her sucking cunt.
The young blonde's sex glands were humming away like a blast furnace. She was as primed as she would ever be in her life-so hot that she felt she could take on the entire school football team.
Patty went softly down the hall to her brother's bedroom. She'd never seen Steve's cock in the raw, but the massive outline bulging against his tight Levi's was a sort of joke to most of the girls in his class. And the envy of most of the boys.
She knocked loudly on his door before she could lose her nerve. She heard Steve call come in, and with shaking fingers Patty turned the knob. She took a final deep breath and quickly stepped inside the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.
Steve gaped at her in astonishment. He was stark naked, and within seconds his long cock rose and quivered wildly above huge, hairy balls.
"You're naked!" Steve gasped. The sight of his innocent little sister's budding curves almost made him shoot off his load on the spot.
Patty went up to him, her tits heaving feverishly. She couldn't take her eyes off his enormous prick, crimson and throbbing with power.
"I-I want you to take my cherry, Steve!" she whispered. She couldn't explain right now about the torrid magazine, or how madly aroused it made her feel, or that she was in the grip of overpowering lust. The tawny blonde teenager had been fingerfucking herself for two years, dreaming and fantasizing about losing her ripe cherry.
"Take your cherry?" Steve echoed. "Shit, you're my little sister, Patty! Guys don't fuck their sisters!"
"Why not?" she whispered. She reached out trembling fingers and wrapped them around his throbbing cock, thrilled at the feel of his surging prick. Tiny purple veins pounded along its length and, as Patty stroked it in her hot fist, a giant drop of jism oozed out of the cock-head.
Steve groaned and pressed his prick to her soft belly. He grabbed her naked ass-cheeks in his hands and squeezed the silky flesh, his balls tingling fiercely.
As Patty said-why not? If their parents ever found out, there would be holy hell to pay. But he and his juicy little sister were the only ones home. Naked, Patty was luscious, all golden skin and hot little curves. Her wide blue eyes blazed on his prick as she pumped it in her fist. Eager moans came from her throat.
"Okay," Steve said hoarsely, tickling her asshole with his finger to make her gasp with excitement. "But Jesus Christ, Sis-Mom and Dad better not find out! And you better suck me off first, because I'm so worked up I'll come in two minutes flat if I take your cherry " now. Go down on it!"
"You mean, kiss it and suck it?" she said innocently.
"With everything you've got, Patty," he told her. He sat on the edge of his bed and pulled her down between his muscled thighs. Patty knelt on the carpet, her hand still gripping his burning prick. She stared at his gigantic cock-head in awe; the huge drop of jism oozing out fascinated her.
She opened her wet, ripe lips wide and a moment later Steve hissed as she seized his cock hungrily in her mouth. A wild moan of delight came from Patty's throat as her brother's huge prick gorged her mouth. It throbbed and quivered with furious lust, and Patty started churning her tongue around his cock and whipping her head back and forth.
"Oh, shit, Sis! Oooooo, baby, suck! Your juicy mouth!"
Steve began fucking his little sister's boiling mouth gently. Even so, his inflamed cockhead battered her throat, but Patty wasn't complaining. She felt delicious, wanton thrills ripple through her blood as she sucked her big brother's enormous hard-on. The drop of jism had been gulped down on her first suck, and the salty, thick taste triggered a sharp hunger for more.
Steve would have shot off almost instantly from the wild suction of her lips and tongue, except that Patty was doing something strange to prevent him. She'd gripped his prick at the very base, where it loomed out from his thick bush, in a ferociously tight vise between her thumb and forefinger. This kept Steve's cock brick-hard but desensitized it so he couldn't get his rocks off.
Patty had learned this from the magazine, which was filled with cunning little tricks she feverishly wanted to try out. She discovered very quickly she loved cocksucking, became madly excited at the feel of a wild, pounding piece of prick cramming her mouth. Her brother's jism had sparked an intense hunger for more, but Patty wouldn't let Steve come until she got what she wanted.
She wanted him to suck her off too-at the same time. She knew this was called sixty-nine, because the magazine showed a number of boys and girls doing it. And it also showed girls and sexy women eating each other's hot cunts, which had fired a breathless excitement in Patty's blood. She'd learned other tricks from the pictures, too, one of which she tried out now to make Steve roll his eyes and groan with ecstasy.
Patty suddenly withdrew her lips from her brother's long cock and nuzzled her mouth down to his hairy balls. She licked them lustfully with her tongue, gently jerking his prick in her fist at the same time.
"Ah, Sis, beautiful!" gasped Steve, cupping her head tightly in his hands. "Jesus, what a blowjob! Ooooooo!"
For a cherry, Patty was proving to be a bundle of wild surprises. Steve had had plenty of blowjobs from eager girls before, but for sheer passion and excitement none of them could rival his young sister's feverish lips and tongue. With his rugged good looks, his long, thick prick and easy-going grin, Steve had as much young pussy as he could handle. But being sucked off by his own gorgeous little sister had a wild, forbidden thrill he'd never felt before.
Abruptly Patty stopped blowing him. "Lie back on the mattress," she panted. "Hurry, Steve!"
He scrambled back onto the bed. Before he realized what was happening, the hot, trembling young blonde had positioned herself over him in reverse. Patty placed a folded knee on each side of his ribs, so that her dripping pink cunt loomed over his face. She hunched down, her burning tits digging into his stomach, and resumed feverishly sucking his cock. Slowly, his little sister lowered her soaked pussy onto his face.
Steve grabbed her silky ass-cheeks firmly in his hands and took a deep breath. He stared up into her juicy cunt-slit, framed with curly golden hairs that were soaked with her cunt-juices. He'd never gone down on a pussy before. Girls had asked him, but Steve secretly felt it wasn't macho to give a girl a blowjob, no matter how cute or sexy she might be.
In fact, in his social circle of buddies, mostly high school studs, it was an insult to be called a cunt-lapper. The trick they all pulled was to talk girls into sucking them off without returning the hot favor.
But Steve was hardly in a position to refuse at this moment. Besides, Patty was his own sister, and she was a cherry, and he was curious about what juicy little cunt tasted like anyway.
He planted his lips against her tiny slit and snaked his tongue inside. Instantly, Patty screamed with joy and began fucking his mouth in a frenzy. She ground her boiling pussy to his face in mad spasms, already beginning to come in a trickle of cunt-honey. As harsh and clumsy as her brother's lips and tongue were against her tender cunt, Patty had never dreamed thrills like this existed.
Moans of intense happiness rolling from her throat, the frantic blonde sucked her big brother's cock with renewed lust. Still she kept her vise-like grip on his prick so that Steve couldn't get his rocks off. By now, the fiercely aroused virgin was wildly in love with his massive prick. It quivered and leaped in her throat with blazing power as she swirled her tongue around it and sucked with wanton greed.
The hottest orgasm of Patty's life quickly boiled up in her loins, exploding in gushes of cunt-honey which she smeared all over Steve's face in her mad excitement. Sweat dripped off her silken curves as the blonde teenager sucked her brother's colossal hard-on with every fiber of her newly-awakened lust.
As the moaning, panting schoolgirl gave her all to her first torrid blowjob, Steve thought he might suffocate from her shuddering hot pussy slamming onto his face. But he had to admit Patty's feverish cherry was fantastically delicious and exciting. He was blowing his own adorable little sister and it was wild! Her cunt-juice tasted like nectar to him, a blend of perfume and sex and luscious sweetness.
Patty was doing things to his cock with her lips and tongue and teeth that were driving him crazy now. She scraped her teeth gently across his cock, not enough to really hurt him but more than enough to make his prick tingle with fierce pleasure. Then she churned her wet tongue around his cock-head to make him gasp, all the while using one hand to jiggle and play with his balls.
The feel of her ripe, hot ass in his fingers was driving Steve wild, too. He'd never fucked a girl in the ass before, but he knew he had to ram it to his lust-crazed little sister there. She had the cutest set of ass-cheeks he'd ever seen, each golden mound silky smooth and plump, burning to his touch.
The mattress was quickly getting soaked with sweat as brother and sister passionately sucked each other off. This was the first sixty-nine for both of them, and Patty thought she would lose her mind from sheer happiness. She couldn't seem to stop coming as Steve's tongue whipped in and out of her boiling cherry. She trembled from head to toe and ravaged her throat brutally with his hot prick as she blew him, sucking with depraved bliss.
The pictures in the magazine did much, much more than just turn Patty on to an electrifying hunger for sex. As the tawny, sweating girl sucked her brother's throbbing cock and fucked his mouth to a fury, strange pictures flashed in her whirling mind.
She desperately wished there was another sexy girl or lushly curved woman on the bed with them. Now that she'd had her first taste of hot cock, she was wildly curious about what it would be like to go down on a girl, too! The pictures had aroused an overpowering curiosity in her tender mind and flesh.
But one picture in Patty's mind was the most exciting and dangerous of all. It was one of those secret thoughts that normally would fill her with shame, but she was so frantically hot from sixty-nining with her enormously hung brother that it only excited her more, so much so that she screamed in her throat and released her savage grip on Steve's hard-on.
Their mother was in bed with them. Their sexy brunette mother, with her lush tits and lusciously rounded ass and long legs, was playing with both of them while they sucked each other off.
The image was so shocking and madly arousing that Patty released her grip on Steve's prick. His meat quivered ominously for a few moments in her eager mouth and then a gigantic torrent of jism burst. It was so thick and creamy that Patty gagged and thought she would choke. Quickly, she gulped the spurts of jism down, feeling it tingle wildly in her throat and stomach.
Beneath his little sister's juicy, spasming cunt, Steve flicked his tongue deep and squeezed her sweating ass savagely in his fingers. Her mouth was sucking his jism up ferociously, sending delirious waves of excitement through his bursting cock and hard balls. For two solid minutes, Steve's rocks exploded in Patty's frenzied mouth, brother and sister thrashing furiously on the mattress.
Crying with bliss, Patty sucked up the last molten drop of his come, still fucking Steve's face with her dripping cunt. She cried out in protest when he suddenly wrenched her away by her hips. But still Patty wouldn't release his cock, which was semi-hard in her lips. She whimpered and hugged it and played with his balls, like a greedy little girl with a precious lollipop.
Forcibly, Steve had to jerk his cock away from Patty's mouth. For a minute he gasped for air, shaking his head.
"Hey, Sis," he panted, "you were too much! Your little cunt was wild! Christ, what a blowjob-wheeeeeewwww ..."
Patty sat up, her tits heaving wildly. She kept rolling her tongue around her mouth, tasting Steve's jism, craving still more of the exciting come. It made her feel deliciously sexy somehow. But the feeling in her softly throbbing cunt, the intense glow of happiness from her lingering orgasms, was the most profound sensation of all.
Still panting, Steve lit a cigarette as he sprawled back on the mattress. No one would be home until late afternoon. Their father was at the insurance agency and their mother had driven into L.A. to do some shopping.
They could suck and fuck all day, a prospect which was on both their minds.
"Oh golly, Steve!" Patty finally bubbled, stroking her tits and nuzzling her ripe ass to his hips. "I thought I'd die when you ate me! Oooooooo, let's do it every morning! Night, too!"
Steve grinned at her. That was exactly what he had in mind-a steady piece right here in the house, from his own luscious, passionate little sister. Every night, in addition to whoever else he fucked.
Steve felt like an electric screwing machine. His long cock never really went down at all. It seemed to be in a state of permanent semi-erection, always ready for action. At first he thought he was oversexed, a state which didn't exactly depress him. But he found out from his buddies that they, too, felt like fucking their brains out most of the time, so Steve assumed it was just his healthy, strapping sex drive.
"How come you were so hot all of a sudden, Sis?" he asked Patty out of curiosity. "I mean, shit, it's not even eleven in the morning and you came in here like your pussy was on fire! How come?".
"I'll show you," Patty said, and she suddenly bounced off the bed and left his room.
Watching her golden ass bounce and sway as she moved, Steve knew he was going to shove his hard-on up there as far as it would go. Hell, he'd take all three of Patty's cherries! Her mouth, which he already had, her cute, dimpled cunt, which he'd take next, and finally her gorgeous hot ass for the finale.
Her wild passion startled him, though. He'd always figured Patty was too shy and sweet to come on like a mink in heat. He'd seen that feverish action in shy girls before, but Patty was his little sister and that made her special. And if her virgin pussy was half as hot and wild as her sweet lips, Steve realized he had it made for the next few years .... Patty came back into his bedroom and got on the mattress, lying back beside him. She opened the magazine to a picture of a boy, a girl and a very sexy blonde. At once Steve's prick leaped to its full boiling length and he grabbed the magazine from Patty.
"Jesus," he whispered, gaping at the picture. The blonde wore nothing but misty black nylons and high heels, while the boy and girl were naked. She was going down on the girl, whose thighs were spread wide on the bed, burrowing her mouth savagely into the girl's pink cunt. From the expression on the girl's face, she was coming violently, tugging at the blonde's long hair and screaming with pleasure.
At the same time, the boy, a youngster with a prick that could compete with Steve's own whopper, was pumping his cock into the blonde's creamy ass.
"Where did you get this magazine?" Steve asked Patty.
She told him where she'd found it. For a few minutes Steve turned the pages and they both stared at the pictures, getting feverishly primed. Steve was getting hotter than he'd ever been, mainly from the pictures of the girls sucking each other off and fingerfucking each other. Already a cunning thought had crept into his mind.
Patty had a lot of cute girlfriends her age. And it was obvious, from the way his little sister was panting and playing with his hard-on, that the pictures of the girls blowing each other was doing something to her too.
"Oh Lord, I'm hot now," Patty moaned, feeling her cunt throb in spasms of eagerness. "Fuck me now, Steve, take my cherry now!"
Patty lay back and drew up her knees, spreading her plump thighs wide so that her pink cunt shone and sucked between her curly nest. She panted eagerly as Steve tossed the magazine aside and climbed on top of her. Already his feverish little sister had seized his immense hard-on and was now teasing her cunt-lips with it.
"So big," she moaned. "Your cock is so big and hot, Stevie! And my pussy is so tiny! How will . . . Ooooooooo!"
Steve had eased his huge knob inside her sucking pussy-lips. The pressure made Patty gasp. But eager for more, she wrapped her legs around his waist and twined her ankles together. She dug her tits into her brother's chest and sank her nails into his broad shoulders, braced for the worst.
"Ah, baby, that's hot and tight!" grunted
Steve, beginning to fuck her with cautious strokes. It wasn't easy to control his lunges, because her cunt was lusciously snug, slippery and juicy and throbbing with taut spasms. Steve held her hot naked ass in his hands as he pumped deeper with his inflamed prick. Inch by inch, he pierced deeper into his lusty sister's pussy, gritting his teeth to keep from shooting his load too soon.
Hissing as her brother's colossal cock gorged her pussy, Patty shook her head from side to side to vent her rising excitement. It hurt, but it hurt beautifully! Beneath the ripples of pain was a fantastic ecstasy, a breathtaking friction created by Steve's massive cock as it rubbed against her virgin cunt-flesh.
"Oooooooh, Lord!" moaned Patty, raking her nails savagely across Steve's bare back. "Oh shit! Oh Stevie, your hot prick is turning me on! Wowwww! Ooo, fuck me!"
There was no pain for the frantic blonde any more-just raw, tingling excitement. She swung her naked ass faster and bit her brother's lips in a fury of soaring lust. She wanted every inch of his burning cock rammed deep inside her tiny cunt, although Steve had hardly more than half his cock inside her and she was already gorged to the hilt.
Wild sensations shot through Steve's cock and balls as Patty's juicy cunt-flesh spasmed hotter and tighter each time he thrust. She was delicious cunt-pure hot pussy on fire-all screams and sweating tits and swinging ass and clawing nails as he fucked her to a brutal rhythm.
Steve wasn't sure whether it was just because the delirious blonde was his own little sister or whether she had some incredible quality to her fiery cunt, but she was the hottest, wildest ass he'd ever had, and he had to hold his breath and clench his jaw to keep from shooting off his rocks.
"All night, uuuuuuunf!" wailed Patty, pounding his back with her fists to vent her profound excitement. "Fuck me all night, Stevie! Oh God, coming, commmmmmming! Oh Mother, I'm losing my mind-yessssss, more prick-ungh!"
As her wild orgasm rippled through her loins, Patty managed to push her brother over onto his back, rolling with him so that she was on top now. She fucked him into a frenzy of obscene bliss, whipping her juicy cunt up and down on his thick cock in a fever. She kissed him and bit him and sprayed his cock with a flood of cunt-honey in her awakening passion.
It was this same exploding passion that kept Steve from ejaculating his load. He was startled at his little sister's fierce lust, almost worried. She wasn't just hot like other girls he'd fucked-she was almost insane with excitement. Patty was raping him now, grinding her tits furiously into his chest and biting him savagely on the shoulder, swinging her ass in violent shudders as she gushed cunt-juice all over his crotch.
But it wasn't her wanton, incoherent passion that made Patty so different from other eager girls her age. Steve had fucked teenagers who practically went into convulsions at the feel of his enormous cock. And although Patty was cute and sexy at her tender age, he'd had sexier, prettier schoolgirls.
It was her fabulous hot cunt. He felt as though his prick was jammed in a wet electric socket. Each tiny spasm of her juicy cunt was like a sudden electric shock to his cock and balls, and made him suck in his breath with surprise and pleasure.
Whatever Patty had in her pussy, it was sheer magic. Each time she swung her ass, jolts of violent excitement tore through his cock like sparks. Her feverish little pussy had incredible suction, churning on his prick with fiery, silken power, jarring the nerve-ends in his teeth.
His adorable kid sister had the kind of hot, loving cunt that could drive a guy up the wall and back down again for more. But her fierce cries, mad clawing and furious passion still alarmed him. For the first time, Steve wondered if his little sister could be a born nympho . . .
Clamping on Steve's cock wildly, Patty sobbed and shuddered with still another nerve-racking climax. She couldn't stop coming! Having her cherry eaten by Steve had primed her to a savage pitch of excitement, and after leafing through the magazine with him and playing with his colossal prick, the tawny blonde was so hot she felt she would explode if she didn't stop climaxing.
Deep down, she knew it wasn't just her brother's thrilling cock, though. It was the pictures in the magazine that had gotten Patty so ferociously aroused-plus her vivid imagination.
Forbidden and wildly obscene thoughts flashed through the screaming girl's mind in a rapid series as she fucked her brother relentlessly. She pretended the sultry-lipped, big-breasted blonde in the pictures was her own mother, and imagined her sexy mother wearing black nylons and going down on Steve with lewd lips and eyes. Then going down on Patty, too, while Patty eagerly let Steve ram his immense hard-on up her pussy.
It was a peculiar combination of circumstances that turned the schoolgirl on so violently. She'd found the magazine when her cherry was ripe to the point of bursting. She'd fingerfucked herself two and three times a day and every night while she poured over the lusty pictures, and the hotter she got for the real thing, the more reckless her imagination became.
Coupled with her tender age and deep curiosity was a profound natural passion on the point of awakening. Losing her cherry to her massively hung brother, whom she'd always adored, quickly turned Patty's curious mind into other possible avenues of adventure. Like making it with other girls-or a full-grown, hot and sexy woman, like her mother.
The fact that she was fucking her brother as her very first sex experience, had already shattered one social taboo. In her delirious state of lust, it seemed only natural to desire her beautiful mother, too. And the fact that this was forbidden made her excitement all the more delicious and guilty.
"Gonna come!" gasped Steve beneath her, clutching her madly swinging ass in his hands and squeezing harshly. "Sis, your hot cunt, oooooo! Oh baby, swing it-ungh!"
Patty didn't need any coaxing. She was a frenzied clawing animal on top of him, pumping her gushing cunt savagely on his exploding cock. Sweat poured off her silky curves as she shuddered her ass wildly and Steve's first hot burst spattered deep in her tingling cunt.
Frantic moans rolled from the blonde's throat and she hugged her brother's quivering prick fiercely in her cunt, sucking the jism from him. The thick cum stung and tickled intensely, sticky and hot and deeply thrilling to her now-ravaged cherry.
Even after her madly sucking pussy drained his semi-limp cock, Patty continued to pump her cunt on him. She wanted more, was unable to get enough.
"Hey, easy, baby," Steve gasped when she spasmed so hard on his cock that a bolt of pain shot through it. Quickly he nudged Patty off his body before she mangled his cock.
Patty eagerly scrambled down to his crotch., She gingerly lifted his cock, covered with cherry-blood, and began licking her own pussy-blood up. It tasted salty and sweet at the same time, she noted curiously.
Steve heaved for breath, still dazed from her assault. What a fantastic little pussy! And it was his now, every night, because Patty's room was right next to his. As long as they kept it from their parents, Steve had it wrapped up completely-tits, pussy, adorable little ass and all.
"It hurt," Patty told him, grinning, "but only for a little while, Steve! Then wowwwwww! How was I, Steve? I mean, compared to all those other girls you fuck?"
"The best, baby," he sighed truthfully, rolling one of her fat nipples between his fingers to make her whimper with excitement. "You've got the hottest little pussy in town, Sis-no kidding."
Steve's eyes strayed to the magazine lying open on the floor. For a second he was tempted to ask Patty about making it with other girls right now, particularly one passionate number who couldn't seem to get enough cock from him the other night. If Patty ever got her wanton mouth down on her juicy cunt, the little fox would lose her mind.
But he decided against it, for right now anyway. He reminded himself she'd just lost her precious cherry a few minutes ago, and he might shock or scare her. He'd wait a few days until they were really going at it like crazed minks, and then he'd hit her with the wild idea.
Although Steve had been screwing girls for several years, and never lacked for pussy, he still had a great deal to learn about the feminine mind, for by the time Steve would get around to suggesting a three-way with his little sister, Patty would have been sucked, fucked, teased, raped, spanked, and gotten her luscious rocks off so many times that the prospect of a three-way would have almost made her laugh.
For that matter, Steve himself was in for a few surprises. He knew quite a bit about young girls, but virtually nothing about hungry women. Both Steve and Patty were in for a startling education, at the hands-and lips-of one of the most respectable housewives in town, a strikingly attractive mother of two and president of the local P.T.A. Their own insatiable mother.
If Steve and Patty were worried about their new secret, they needn't have bothered. Their sexy mother had more than her own share of secrets when it came to obscene pleasure. Secrets so strange and bizarre that they would have rocked the narrow-minded small town on its heels if people ever found out.
"Hey, let's do it in the shower!" Patty suggested, jumping off the bed. "I need one anyway, Steve-come on!"
On the way to the bathroom, Steve played with his little sister's silky hot ass, his cock once more quivering with raw power. No sense in telling her in advance, he decided, since she'd be horrified. He'd just slip it to her when she least expected it.
Under the warm spray, they soaped each other down. Steve played with Patty's tits while the eager blonde soaped his long prick down, kneeling to lick at his balls with her lascivious tongue. Patty had become cock-happy after her first taste, and was already becoming addicted to the thrilling taste and size of her brother's hot cock.
In her innocence, she couldn't know it was a general oral fixation, that she could also become cunt-crazy given half the chance. That chance would come much sooner than the wide-eyed blonde suspected.
Steve showed his sister how to position herself in the shower, palms raised against the tiled wall, legs spread apart as though she were being frisked by the cops.
For a moment he was tempted to just ram his boiling prick deep into her luscious ass, but instead he slipped his cock beneath her ass-cheeks and Patty guided it into her hotly sucking cunt, moaning wildly.
Again Steve was struck by the delicious heat and tightness of her juicy pussy, as if it had been custom-made for his huge hard-on. He began fucking his sobbing young sister in the shower, squeezing her tits in his fingers as he stroked to a steady rhythm. Patty cried and shuddered her hips and clamped her cunt on his pistoning prick, a blazing climax beginning to build in her loins again.
Her silken pussy felt so good as it sucked and throbbed on his cock that Steve had second thoughts about ramming her tender ass. But it was, after all her last cherry. He waited until Patty was just starting to come, trembling from head to toe and screaming in a low voice that echoed throughout the entire upstairs of the house.
Suddenly he jerked back, slipping out his hard-on.
"No!" Patty wailed, wiggling her ass furiously. "I'm coming, Stevie! Wha? Ung? Eeeeeeeeeee!"
Moving swiftly, he placed his blazing knob squarely against her puckered, tiny asshole, spreading her cheeks with his hands. Then in one brutal thrust, Steve slammed his prick deep into her asshole. The tight, throbbing ass tunnel made him suck in his breath. Like her mouth and wild pussy, it was hot, luscious and deliciously tight.
"Won't hurt long," Steve gasped. For a minute he just let his mammoth cock pulse deep in her asshole, not moving. His little sister trembled from head to toe, her lips moving soundlessly. She tried to scream but couldn't catch her breath. It was as if someone had rammed a boiling baseball bat up her virgin asshole. White-hot bolts of pain shuddered through her bowels.
Steve fondled her wet, burning tits, pulling gently on the fat nipples, while shudders of bliss coursed through his cock and balls. His little sister's gorgeous ass was every bit as exciting as it looked.
He began lunging, powerful strokes of his lean hips that brought painful gasps from the blonde's lips. Each lunge sent his rock-hard meat tearing deep into her tender ass, like shock waves ripping into her loins.
Dazed with anguish, Patty barely realized she was being raped in her ass at first. But beneath the violent, throbbing pain of her brother's huge prick, faint waves of ecstasy started radiating from the pit of her burning loins.
She was beginning to like it.
In fact, with each brutal stroke, Patty was beginning to crave the savage sensation of a long, hot prick piercing her tiny asshole. The knowledge that she was being fucked in the ass by her own ruggedly hung brother excited her even more. Her painful cries became deep animal moans, and in less than two minutes Patty was feverishly swinging her tortured ass back to meet Steve's wild, fucking thrusts.
"Yessssss," she moaned, "up my ass, all of it! Oh Steve, it's killing me-oooooooo! Hot, Lord, I'm hot!"
Filled with the eerie sensation of pain fused with ecstasy, Patty wriggled her naked ass against his crotch and started fingerfucking her clit furiously. The shower stall quickly became a din of moans and cries and grunts as the hung schoolboy savagely fucked his helpless sister in her plump ass.
A low, violent scream tore from Patty's throat when Steve started shooting his hot jism up her bowels. The mad tickling sensation almost made Patty faint, but she wriggled her ass feverishly instead, coming all over her masturbating fingers while Steve exploded his rocks up her tender asshole.
Afterward, Steve dried his sobbing sister down with a towel, being careful to be gentle. Her golden young curves quickly got his cock up again, and in a frenzied bout of uncontrollable lust, Steve was fucking her on the bathroom floor. Patty wailed and spasmed and locked her legs around his waist and fucked him furiously in return, both of them gasping with frantic excitement.
While the delirious young blonde was discovering she couldn't stop coming beneath her brother's massive prick, Steve was finding out he couldn't stop fucking his luscious sister. She was all silk and fire and madly sucking cunt, turning him on relentlessly.
Halfway through his wanton bout in the bathroom, Steve was suddenly assailed by a horrible feeling. Suppose their parents found out? Patty was too innocent and young to understand just how devastating a shock it would be to them, he thought.
But as the screaming blonde raked her nails across his naked back and swung her ripe ass in lusty tremors, Steve blotted out all thoughts of guilt. He had the hottest, juiciest piece of ass in town beneath him, and it was his every night, if he wanted it. And he knew he could persuade Patty to swing with other schoolgirls, while he watched and then joined in. His kid sister had a healthy curiosity about everything. Coupled with her frantic passion, she'd try anything sexual at least once.
While Steve was vaguely concerned about his mother finding out, he'd be even more concerned if he knew what his mother was doing at this moment in L.A.
The sweet, respectable housewife was having her own private orgy. With a girl not much older than her own daughter, and every bit as wanton, when it came to sucking and fucking . . .
When it came to obscene pleasure, Betty Hawkins could make her own children look like clumsy amateurs.
Chapter Two
At thirty-six, Betty Hawkins was one of those lucky women who was in the ripe prime of her life. Her tits were still firm, but full and lush. Her narrow waist flared down to sensuous hips and long, sexy legs. Her face was strikingly pretty, with large, lustrous brown eyes and full, sultry lips. She had long, shimmering chestnut hair, a warm smile, and an air of sweet wholesomeness that women as well as men found irresistible.
Especially younger girls.
Married at eighteen to her childhood sweetheart, Betty had never screwed around with other men. There were countless opportunities, but she took her marriage seriously.
A year ago, on a shopping trip to Los Angeles, she'd stopped in a cocktail lounge for a martini and met a very friendly stewardess. One thing led to another, and after four drinks Betty found herself in bed with the stewardess.
For two solid hours, the sexy brunette came as she had never come before in her life. The stewardess sucked her off until Betty thought she would die with pure happiness. The only blowjob she'd ever gotten was from her husband. While it was satisfying, it was kid stuff compared to what the tall redhead did to her hot pussy.
And that was only the beginning of Betty's roller-coaster ride in lust. For more than another hour, the insatiable stewardess fucked Betty with a gigantic vibrator, custom-designed to drive a woman mad with excitement. She teased and sucked and fucked Betty until the hot-breasted brunette was thoroughly hooked on girls, unable to get enough of the bizarre new thrills.
They made a date to swing again the following week. All that week Betty was in a torment of guilt and indecision. Every time she looked at innocent Patty and clean-cut Steve, her heart wrenched with guilt. She still loved her husband, but Jim couldn't begin to turn her on the way the sultry redhead did. The voracious stewardess didn't just go down on her and eat her pussy; she gave a blowjob that was a spine-tingling work of art. And Betty found she couldn't get her mind off pussy herself, that she loved eating the gorgeous swinger.
Every week thereafter, Betty went on a shopping trip to L.A. from the small town she lived in. And every week she swung feverishly with the redhead. But as time passed, the thrills became stranger and more bizarre, with the redhead spanking and then whipping Betty before going down on her, followed by a long, delicious hot fuck with her collosal vibrator.
Betty's weekly trips became the most exciting thing in her life, an obsession she couldn't control or resist. Whenever the redhead had to be out of town on a flight, she arranged for one of her girlfriends to be in her place to swing with Betty. These delightful surprises were usually .teenagers, although they might be as old as twenty-one. .
The stewardess, Betty eventually discovered, was an expert at picking up girls and turning them on to her wanton brand of sex. She picked them up anywhere and everywhere-department stores, restaurants, the airport terminal, hitchhiking, even at bus stops. It wasn't hard for the glamorous redhead, especially when she wore her sleek uniform. Girls were always awed by stewardesses, and usually the swinger would get their phone numbers first, get together for a chat and end up in bed with them, sucking their pussies with obscene relish.
So each shopping trip became something of a surprise adventure for the housewife, because she never knew if the stewardess would be in town or not. Betty had a key to her apartment. If the stewardess was on a flight, there would always be a girl in the apartment to fill in for her.
Today, as Betty drove the sixty miles into L.A., she prayed there would be a new girl. She prayed, in fact, that the girl would be about her daughter's age with blonde hair, wide blue eyes and a sweet, rosebud mouth.
Lately, Betty had been having wild thoughts about Patty-dangerous thoughts. And about her ruggedly built son Steve, too. From the looks of the bulge in Steve's tight Levi's, he had an enormous young prick. Strangely enough, swinging with girls did not destroy Betty's healthy appetite for sex with men. In fact, she was eager to swing with boys now as well as girls, having gotten a crash-course in youth appreciation from the hungry redhead.
This morning, as Betty nervously rang the doorbell to the swinger's apartment in a plush complex in a quiet suburb of L.A., she fidgeted and bit her sultry lips. She was hotter than a smoking pistol, so primed for sex that her fingers shook as she rang the bell again. Her weekly swinging session was like a fix for a junkie by now, a desperate need that she looked forward to with rising urgency every week. Betty was so feverishly excited by sex with girls after her first year of secret swinging that she often was tempted to make it with a girl in the town she lived in-a very risky prospect.
But the week-long intervals were beginning to seem like years to her tormented mind and flesh.
The door swung open and Betty sucked in her breath. It was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, dark-haired, with a slender, creamy body and adorably rounded tits filling out her T-shirt.
Betty introduced herself and the girl smiled. "Val told me to expect you," she said, running her eyes curiously over the brunette's sensuous curves. "Come on in, Betty."
The girl's name was Laura, and whenever Betty met a new girl in the stewardess' apartment there was a painful tension for a while. The girl was not obligated to make it with Betty. The redheaded stewardess would always tell them Betty was a tight friend-a hot, luscious piece of pussy-and leave the decision to them.
Betty had never failed to swing with one yet. But you never knew, because a lot of girls were fickle. Most of the swingers the redhead picked up were switch-hitters, going at it lustily with both sexes, enjoying huge cocks as well as sexy women.
The apartment was quite lavish, which was another of the stewardess' attractions. Most girls moved in for a while, a week or two or, rarely, a month, while the redhead sucked and fucked them to exhaustion. Then a broad hint would come, and the girls would leave, knowing their time was up.
The stewardess got more hot young cunt than a squad of sailors on liberty.
Betty wore a quiet summer dress that enhanced her superb tits and luscious ass. Beneath the simple dress, however, was very sexy lingerie, which flaunted Betty's sensuously hot body. She began to suspect after swinging with a number of eager girls that she represented a beautiful mother-figure to them, the kind of mother they wished they'd had-warm, friendly, sympathetic, and more than willing to give the girls the hottest blowjob of their young lives.
The brunette knew she was cunt-crazy after a year of making it with girls, that she was fiercely addicted to pussy-eating and dreamy fucking sessions. As pleasant and secure as her small-town life was, her wild swinging on the side had become a necessary addition to her existence.
Over coffee in the living room, the girl casually told Betty that she too wanted to be a stewardess. She was not a really switch-hitter, Laura confessed. She really dug men, but the redhead had turned her on so lovingly that she couldn't resist swinging with her.
For a few minutes this left Betty up in the air. Did Laura mean she wouldn't go to bed with her? The girl seemed friendly enough, but you never knew, unfortunately, until you tried.
This girl had such lovely skin and a sweet mouth, and the kind of slender ripeness that made Betty's lips and tongue tingle with wanton hunger. The sexy brunette was aching for it.
After an hour of small talk; the tension in the apartment could be cut with a knife. Betty was desperate for hot sex with the girl, but afraid of rejection. Most of the stewardess' girls let her know right off the bat that they were willing, mainly because Betty was so sexy in a wholesome, luscious way. But Laura merely eyed her quietly, as if trying to make up her mind.
Finally Betty couldn't take the suspense any more. "Listen," she said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'd love to go to bed with you, Laura."
"I know," the girl said, smiling. "I mean, the whole situation was explained to me, Betty."
Betty licked her lips nervously. "Well, Laura?"
"One one condition," the girl said thoughtfully.
"What is it?" Betty whispered!
"I want to tie you down," Laura said, her dark eyes gleaming. "That's how I get my kicks, Betty."
The brunette felt a wave of uneasiness, but her excitement was so wanton that she had to go along with the request. On occasion, the stewardess would tie Betty down and tease her half to death before getting her rocks off in violent waves, but Betty didn't trust young girls.
"You won't hurt me?" Betty said quickly.
"Not really," Laura said. She was aroused now, her tits heaving softly against her T-shirt. "I just like it that way, that's all. Sit on your face, suck your pussy, play with your beautiful body-okay, Betty?"
Trembling with eagerness, Betty stood up, nodding. "Okay. Let's go to the bedroom."
As Betty strode into the bedroom, shivering with deliciousiy obscene anticipation, the girl followed, her eyes burning on Betty's ripe ass and long legs.
If Betty had the faintest idea of what was really going on in Laura's mind she might have run for her life.
A few nights earlier, the redhead had tied Laura down and teased her to the point of near-madness before sucking her off and satisfying her. She'd also whipped and spanked Laura first. None of it had really hurt or been savagely cruel. It was more in the nature of a game. But the game had a profound effect on the girl. She wanted more of it, only this time she wanted the upper hand.
In the bedroom, Betty put her arms around Laura, and, trembling wildly, frenched her on the mouth while she played with her ass. The girls tits pressed fiercely against hers and she made lewd undulating motions with her crotch against Betty's, making the brunette's cunt throb and seep honey.
Betty undressed Laura first. She took off her T-shirt and, with a low moan, seized one of her creamy tits in her hands. She nuzzled her mouth down to the silky mound, sucking feverishly on the nipple, feeling it harden and swell in her lips. God, she loved to suck hot young tits! Betty was orally fixated by nature. She always gave her husband a lustful blowjob, kissing his balls and tonguing his crotch and hairy thighs before greedily sucking up his jism.
This oral obsession was the major reason she loved the feel of a juicy, madly sucking young cunt squirming against her mouth. Betty also discovered she was fascinated by beautiful asses, feeling an eerie thrill each time she kissed a girl's silky ass and rammed her tongue up her boiling asshole.
Kneeling before Laura, she unbuttoned her jeans and took them off. The girl wasn't wearing panties. Facing her curly nest of cunt-hairs, Betty grabbed her naked ass-cheeks and hugged her face to Laura's warm pussy. She was still fully dressed herself, and she loved the feeling of guilt and obscene, forbidden pleasure as she kissed Laura's thighs tenderly. Betty often fantasized leaving her clothes on and kneeling before a girl and giving her an urgent blowjob.
Leaving her clothes on made it far more exciting, because she always felt as if she were in a hurry, as if they might be caught at any minute.
"You undress now," Laura whispered feverishly. Betty was getting her fiercely aroused, showering kisses around her throbbing cunt.
Instead, Betty, still kneeling on the carpet, turned Laura around so that she faced her creamy naked ass. She planted a kiss on each silky ass-cheek. She ran her tongue-tip over the girl's delicate ass-crack, teasing her. In the throes of deep lust now, Betty spread Laura's cheeks in her hands and tongued her asshole, tickling it to make the girl sob.
God, if her husband and kids knew about this! If they could see the cheerful, wholesome mother and president of the local P.T.A. humbly sucking on a naked girl's asshole right now! It was shocking thoughts like these that made Betty's excitement so delicious and prolonged.
Finally, the brunette stood up. Her tits heaving wildly and her eyes burning on Laura's slender curves, she quickly stripped down to her bra and panties. The bra was low-cut and erotic, a see-through with openings for her huge, dusky nipples. Her panties were crotch-less, leaving both her pussy and her asshole available. The redhead had bought them for Betty.
Naked, the houswife was extremely sexy in a statuesque way. She had the body of a pin-up, slightly overripe at her mature age, but a knockout with her proud, lush tits and full hips and silken legs.
"Can I eat you before you tie me down?" Betty whispered, eyes blazing and mouth tingling intensely. "Can I suck you off first, Laura-please? I need it!"
Laura, no innocent at life, had seen that blazing look before in junkies needing a fix desperately. The brunette was crazy with heat, she realized.
She nodded. "Okay, but I get to tie you down afterward, Betty."
Laura lay back on the mattress, drawing up her knees. Her pussy sucked softly between her silky cunt-hairs, oozing juice. Low, feverish moans coming from her throat, the brunette climbed on top of the girl and kissed her passionately on the lips while she ground her hot cunt against Laura's. The lewd contact created a delicious friction, arousing them both to a delirious pitch after a few minutes of slippery cunt-fucking.
Betty slid down and sucked on each of the girl's panting tits in turn. She slid further down, her mind whirling wildly and her fingers trembling as she kissed Laura's belly and inner thighs. She sucked on Laura's toes and licked the soles of her feet to make Laura sob with tremendous excitement.
Working her way back up, Betty hunched between the girl's wide-spread thighs. She clutched a hot naked ass-cheek in each hand and lifted Laura's ass off the mattress, as if her hotly sucking cunt were a waiting feast.
"Oh Christ, Betty-don't tease me!" gasped Laura. She clutched the brunette's hair in her fingers and tugged, nudging her aching pussy close to the brunette's sultry mouth. "Eat me! Suck my cunt. Hurry, Betty!"
But the feverish housewife was caught up in her own ritual of lust. She gazed with burning eyes into Laura's wet pink pussy, noting how delicate and kissable it was, how juicy it looked, how fragrant it smelled. A gust of steaming cunt-fragrance filled Betty's nostrils, unlike anything else in the world. It was pure pussy in heat, a scent that triggered a ravenous hunger in the sexy brunette.
If only this was Patty's luscious little cherry! She knew her daughter was still a virgin, because Patty was an angel who would never keep any secret from her mother.
"Eat it," moaned Laura, raising her knees high and digging hr bare heels into Betty's shoulders. "Oh Christ, suck my cunt! I'm gonna explode-Ooooooooo! Oh God!"
Suddenly Betty planted her wet lips squarely on Laura's juicy cunt-lips and sucked fiercely. Next she rammed her tongue up the girl's throbbing cunt and began lapping in a frenzy. It was that first delicious taste of young cunt-honey that drove the brunette into her uncontrollable hunger, that first exquisite sample of hot pussy-juice.
Within two minutes, the girl was screaming and jerking and slamming her exploding cunt against Betty's frantic mouth. Betty was utterly helpless to control her hunger for the first few minutes. Whenever she sucked off a new girl, she had to get her rocks off as quickly as possible the first time, to satisfy her insatiable need for cunt-sucking.
Once that harsh urgency was sated, Betty then began a dreamy, unforgettable blowjob on the lucky girl. For almost ten minutes the lusty brunette sucked Laura's hot young cunt in a fury, until tiny torrents of sweet cunt-honey trickled down her throat. Again and again the dark-haired girl screamed and squirmed her juicy cunt against Betty's mouth in frantic spasms as she came in shattering waves of bliss.
Her delirious bout with Laura's orgasm suddenly over, Betty now lapsed into her sensuous phase of pussy-eating. Moaning with eerie happiness in her throat, the housewife tenderly sucked and teased Laura's clitoris. She flicked her tongue across the clit to make Laura spasm fiercely. Then the brunette slowly, lovingly lapped at her pussy-flesh, teasing and churning her tongue to give the sobbing girl a series of dreamy thrills.
All the time Betty sucked her partner off, her hands kept up a constant barrage of love. She played with Laura's hot ass, then slid her fingers up to fondle her tits, then rubbed her silky legs while she lapped and kissed the luscious cunt. By now, Betty's face was smeared with the girl's cunt-juice-a sticky, obscene coating that she loved.
"Oh Betty-oh lady-what a fantastic blowjob!" cried the dark-haired girl. She arched her back and hissed and clawed at Betty's shoulders as she fucked the brunette's stinging mouth with slow, shuddering grin-dings of her cunt. When the brunette suddenly slipped her mouth down to Laura's asshole and snaked her burning tongue deep, Laura almost fainted with joy. It was the stewardess who had taught both the girl and Betty that there was no delicious thrill to compare to a long, slithering, wet tongue up your asshole.
As deeply immersed as Betty was in her lewd cunt-sucking ritual, she began to feel her own pussy throb with urgent need. But she didn't want to sixty-nine with Laura-not yet. She wanted to keep her pussy red-hot for the vibrator-the ten-inch, madly thrilling prick the stewardess used with such diabolical skill.
Because Laura wanted to tie Betty down, it meant she would do the fucking. And the longer you held you sex-tension, Betty discovered, the wilder your climaxes.
As much as Laura wanted to bind Betty and get her gorgeous body helplessly begging for it, she didn't want the sultry brunette to stop blowing her. It was true the stewardess gave an incredible blowjob, eating a girl's pussy until she couldn't stop coming. But the redhead was mechanical compared to Betty. The stewardess had a variety of cunning tricks, but she performed them routinely, whereas the brunette poured her heart and soul into her cunt-sucking.
The mattress was moist with their sweat, but still Betty sucked and lapped at the delicious young cunt oozing cunt-juice beneath her lips.
A strange awakening had taken place in Betty over the past year. She'd never been dissatisfied with her husband. Jim had a massive cock and he used it with skill. But when the stewardess had introduced Betty to her brand of sex, it was a whole new world of sensation. It was a sexual awakening that brought out the hidden fury and violence in Betty's blood. At times she got so excited she would sink her teeth into a girl's satiny hot ass and bite her savagely. Not really enough to hurt her except for the moment, but each time
Betty sucked and bit a girl's lovely ass, wilder urges rose in her bloodstream.
When Betty strapped on the vibrator, the harness going around her hips and under her crotch, she sometimes couldn't stop fucking a girl, making her come so violently the girl would sometimes faint.
Lately the wanton brunette had feverish fantasies about sucking and fucking her own virgin daughter, a thought that both frightened and deliriously aroused her.
Betty's tongue shot up Laura's asshole again while she pistoned two fingers in and out of the girl's spasming pussy. One precious thing she'd learned from the stewardess was how to really satisfy a girl so that she'd almost always come back for more. Licking their hot assholes while you lovingly fingerfucked them was one sure-fire technique. Most men were too finicky to stick their tongues up a girl's ass. But not a madly hungry housewife on fire with lust.
Betty knew what her real problem was, why she got so carried away at tit-sucking and pussy-eating and asshole-licking with luscious young girls.
She wasn't getting enough action. Once a week simply wasn't enough for her any more. And her duties in her hometown didn't permit her to make the trip more often than that. The only solution was to find a willing hot girl where she lived.
A dangerous and very risky solution in a small, narrow-minded town like hers, but there was no other way. Otherwise her fantasies might erupt some day and she'd so something really foolish, like seduce her own lovely daughter . . .
"No more!" gasped Laura, pushing Betty away from her numb pussy. "I can't take any more! Jeeeeeesus, what a blowjob, Betty! Oh Lord, let me catch my breath."
Betty's own cunt was on fire now, aching for release. She sat up, her tongue darting out to lick up the cunt-juice on her cheeks. She made a low purring sound, a strange melody of eerie happiness.
She knew then she would be. cunt-crazy for the rest of her life. How long could she keep that kind of secret from her family? She needed passionate young girls to keep her sanity, sweet tits and hot asses and delicious pussies to play with. And she still needed cocks, as well.
It was a maddening frustration she'd learned to live with. But the taut control she'd kept so far was getting very shaky and she knew it. Betty had the strange feeling things were coming to a head, and the idea filled her �with both panic and relief. She simply couldn't go on being pussy-happy and fulfilling her wild hunger only once a week.
When Laura caught her breath, she got some short lengths of nylon cord from the dresser drawer. She looped the cords around Betty's wrists and ankles, so that the feverish brunette was tied down on her belly, spread-eagled on the soaked mattress.
Betty still had on her bra and panties. Laura unsnapped Betty's bra and tossed it aside. She pulled her panties down beneath the rim of her naked, lush ass-cheeks and left them there. They had a wild, obscene look like that.
Betty twisted her head around to watch the girl remove a vicious, short-thonged black whip from the dresser. And the ten-inch monstrous cock she'd gotten to know, and crave, so well.
"Hey, go easy with that whip!" Betty said, alarmed. "I thought you were just going to spank me, dammit!"
"Oh, I won't hurt you," Laura grinned. "Not too much, anyway!"
The tone she used sent a thrill of panic through the brunette's satiny flesh. Come to think of it, she didn't know the girl at all! Laura had a delicious hot cunt and she was very sexy, but she was, after all, a complete stranger.
And Betty was nowlielplessly tied down and at her mercy.
As Laura stood over the bed, gazing down at Betty's luscious white ass, a feeling of wild power gripped her. She had a beautiful brunette with a gorgeous body bound. She could do almost anything to her, fulfill any wanton whim that struck her.
No wonder the stewardess liked to tie girls down!
"What are you going to do?" whispered Betty anxiously.
"Suck you and fuck you," said Laura. "And this."
She suddenly brought the whip down in a vicious arc across Betty's trembling cheeks. Betty cried out sharply, which only excited the girl more. Again and again, Laura slashed down the whip, while fiery bolts of pain tore through Betty's naked ass.
Laura understood now why the stewardess loved to do this to girls. She watched Betty's sexy naked ass turn from a milky-white to glowing crimson, the silky cheeks trembling and bouncing beneath the thongs of the whip.
Panting feverishly, Laura tossed the whip aside and climbed onto the bed, realizing all these hot, velvety curves were hers to play with, hers to tease and torment and kiss and squeeze.
While Betty sobbed, her ass burning fiercely, Laura rested her own ass across Betty's back, facing her legs. She leaned far down and sucked on one ass-cheek, rubbing her wet tongue across the glowing flesh. She tickled Betty's trembling cunt-lips meanwhile with her fingers, teasing her mercilessly.
"Masturbate me," Betty sobbed. "Eat me, fingerfuck me, darling, don't tease me! I'm too hot! Want to get sucked off! Eat my pussy-hurry!"
Slowly, panting with intense excitement, Laura slipped two fingers inside Betty's juicy pink cunt. She wriggled them around, starting to fingerfuck the moaning brunette while she gently bit her luscious ass. She snaked her tongue up Betty's ass, probing, giving her exquisite thrills. All the while, Laura wriggled her own dripping cunt onto Betty's naked back, an eerie sensation for both of them.
Deliberately, though, the girl was not letting the housewife have an orgasm. By fingerfucking her with tantalizing movements of her wriggling fingers, and tickling her asshole with her wet tongue, Laura was only driving Betty into a mad pitch of excitement.
"Oh Christ-eat me-fuck me!" wailed Betty, jerking her hips urgently. She did have a beautiful pussy, Laura noted feverishly-silky and bright pink. With a sharp moan, Laura suddenly hunched her mouth down to Betty's pussy and lashed deep with her tongue. She gave her a swift, shattering blowjob in the strange position, while Betty tugged at her bonds fiercely. Not to escape, but, because she was so hot, she wanted to free her hands to play with Laura's tits and boiling cunt.
But in the middle of her hottest orgasm, Laura suddenly stopped, leaving Betty sobbing with frustration.
"Gonna fix you up good, darling," panted the girl as she strapped on the gigantic dildo. She reached beneath the curved monster's base to switch it on. Three batteries in its hollow length came to life, making the huge cock leap and quiver. Its curved length was covered with dozens of tiny mounds. When these vibrating mounds quivered against a girl's sensitive cunt-flesh, she began coming in violent waves of ecstasy, spraying cunt-honey in a flood.
Laura mounted the sobbing brunette from the rear. She lay squarely on top of Betty, digging her hot tits into her back. She reached beneath with one hand to squeeze Betty's naked tits while her other hand aimed the colossal prick at the brunette's hot, sucking cunt.
"Oh! Oh yessssss!" screamed Betty as the monstrous cock pierced her aching pussy. "Oooo, fuck me, Laura, fuck me hard, angel! Oh so hot! Baby, give it to me, fuck me hot and fast, sweetheart, unnnnnnnnngh!"
The transition from wholesome housewife to obscenely crying swinger, begging to be savagely raped, was always accomplished quickly with the vibrator. Much bigger than a live cock, the pimples on its surface triggered unbearable jolts of bliss in a girl's hot pussy. When these shattering thrills were combined with the feel of a girl's naked sexy flesh rubbing sensuously, the experience was unforgettable.
Betty twisted her head around to kiss Laura lewdly on the mouth, their tongues swirling together, while Laura fucked her to a slow, dreamy rhythm, working the massive prick in by degrees. It was the first time the girl had ever used the cock on another woman, and she loved the feeling of control and absolute power. She began to experiment, using the cunning tricks the stewardess had almost driven her out of her mind with.
For five minutes, Laura plunged the long cock deep into Betty's thrilled cunt in a series of maddening fucking strokes, alternating six slow, dreamy thrusts with six rapid strokes. The effect on the bound brunette was devastating. She was so aroused that she issued low screams of delirious excitement. The slow lunges were deliciousiy pleasurable to Betty's spasming cunt, while the fast strokes quickly brought her nearer to her elusive orgasm. No sooner did she think she would come, when the diabolical girl shifted to her slow, sensuous fucking.
Following this erotic torture, Laura started fucking the lust-crazed brunette with side-to-side wriggles of her hips, then shifted to sharp up-and-down jerks. Betty was coming now, thick torrents of her cunt-juice gushing over the massive prick. The pimples on the cock were sending fierce jolts of ecstasy through her feverish cunt, so intense that Betty could no longer scream, only sob and shudder wildly from head to toe.
The feel of Laura's sweating hot tits digging into her back, the girl's fingers lustfully squeezing her tits, her dripping cunt rubbing lewdly against Betty's naked ass-crack-all combined to give the wanton housewife one of the wildest orgasms of her life. She tugged at her bonds desperately, feeling her mind would unhinge if she didn't stop coming. She felt as if she were all fiery, throbbing cunt, from her tingling scalp down to her curled toes.
"My turn!" she sobbed, thrashing her ass beneath Laura's silky crotch as the girl fucked her savagely. "Wanna fuck you, too, Laura! My turn!"
Her own sleek flesh covered with sweat, Laura decided Betty was right. For one thing, she was tiring. For another, she knew how blissful the gigantic cock felt rammed up her pussy, triggering waves of nerve-racking ecstasy. But she didn't trust Betty to tie her down. She'd already learned her lesson in that from the cunt-crazed, mad-lipped stewardess.
She pulled out the humming dildo and unstrapped it. She untied Betty, who slowly sat up and rubbed her wrists and ankles. Betty's eyes were glazed over with the lust of her lingering orgasms, and her cunt hummed with profound happiness. If only men had pimples on their cocks!
"Give it to me dog-style," panted Laura, eager for the gorging mass of cock rammed up her tight pussy.
"No," Betty said firmly. "You sit on my lap facing me, darling. I want to suck on your tits and kiss your mouth and play with you while I'm screwing you-okay?"
The affectionate type, Laura thought dryly. She didn't really mind, although at times she preferred raw, savage fucking. Laura was quite sharp with the wisdom of the streets, and she suspected Betty had a daughter around her age. The sexy brunette was probably hot for her daughter and was taking her fantasies out on Laura.
Come to think of it, Laura decided, she wouldn't mind having a mother like Betty at all. This kind of motherly love she could dig all night!
Betty sat with her back to the headboard of the bed, her legs stretched out flat. She'd strapped the colossal prick onto her waist and it loomed up like a crimson battering ram. With her knees folded under her, Laura mounted Betty's thighs, facing her. She lowered her pulsing cunt onto the head of the quivering prick cautiously.
"M mm mm mm mm!" she hissed, teasing
Betty's ripe, creamy tits in her fingers. "Oh Jesus, I need this, honey! Oh Betty, this is gonna be wild! Ah, fuck me, darling, ooo!"
Actually, Laura was practically fucking herself in this position, since she controlled her hip movements while Betty just sat there. But by grasping the base of the dildo, she could wriggle it around inside Laura's sucking cunt to add spice to her thrills.
To her surprise, Laura discovered she liked the lewd affection while she was being fucked by the beautiful brunette. Betty had ripe, sultry lips which she used to gently bite and kiss Laura's mouth, and her fingers constantly caressed and hugged and toyed with the girl's tits. Their eyes smoldered on each other as they frenched, and in minutes Laura was swinging her hips furiously, beginning to come in hot shudders of obscene joy.
Suddenly she felt Betty's long finger ram her asshole, which created a dual thrill. Screaming in her throat, Laura pumped her ass violently, her pussy gorged with the vibrating prick, her asshole sucking at Betty's probing finger. Laura realized she was getting her rocks off with convulsive, fantastic pleasure-hotter and wilder than she'd ever gotten them off before.
While Betty was fingerfucking her juicy ass and cramming the cock far up her thrilled cunt, the sleek brunette had rammed one of Laura's tits in her mouth and was sucking feverishly on the nipple. The torrid housewife was all over the fiercely coming girl-sucking, biting, squeezing, probing, fucking, lavishing more love on Laura than she ever had on anyone.
After she'd come in nerve-racking spasms of ecstasy in the face-to-face position for a few minutes, Betty consented to ravage Laura dog-style. The girl hunched her belly over the arm of an overstuffed chair while Betty stood behind her. She plunged the vibrating prick inside Laura's madly sucking pussy while she played with the girl's lovely naked ass.
Betty found out how to make Laura climax with unbearable joy. She fucked her powerfully for a couple of minutes, squeezing her trembling ass-cheeks. Then, just when the girl was starting to come, Betty scraped her nails across Laura's sensitive ass-flesh, a sharp series of scrapes that made the girl scream with depraved delight. The strange tickling on her ass while her pussy exploded with bliss was a bizarre combination that Laura had never felt before, and it turned her on tremendously.
When Laura couldn't take any more of the gigantic cock, Betty removed it and they lay on the carpet, playing sensuously with each other's tits and pussies. For a while they fingerfucked each other, Betty coming with breathtaking waves of joy as Laura pumped two .fingers rapidly in her silken cunt.
Finally, they sixty-nined on the carpet- Betty on top and Laura beneath. But every five minutes or so the two feverish swingers rolled over, so that each of them got to be on bottom. Their final cunt-sucking session was torrid and exhausting, but deeply satisfying to both of them.
When Betty left, she knew she'd probably never see the slender, dark-haired girl again. They came and left the stewardess' apartment in an endless chain. Betty often wondered what happened to the stream of passionate girls, most of them switch-hitters searching for some kind of home.
It was a strange way of life, and the sexy brunette was suddenly grateful that she at least had a home, a decent husband, and two lovely children.
Both of whom she wanted desperately to have sex with. Driving back to her town from L.A., Betty was more satisfied than she'd been in weeks. The girl had been good for her, in more ways than one. The teasing episode with Betty tied down on the bed had awakened strange new urges in the housewife, along with the whipping. Somehow, when her naked ass burned red-hot the way it did, the sex that followed was fantastically exciting.
But the brunette was certain that she'd been really satisfied for a change, that she'd be able to hold out until her next visit.
Then why, she asked herself with a frown, did she borrow the stewardess' huge dildo? It lay in a paper sack beside her purse on the seat.
Just to play with in private, Betty told herself quickly.
Deep down, she knew what was coming, but she didn't dare face it just yet. In the next; forty-eight hours, the entire Hawkins family would face the truth about themselves.
In an orgy of sucking and fucking that would be hard to beat for sheer depravity.
Chapter Three
While his wife was driving back from L.A., and his son and daughter were in a final frenzy of fucking at home, Jim Hawkins was getting ready to indulge his own secret sex life.
Jim had a small insurance office in the heart of town. It occurred to Betty more than once that if Jim was screwing around on the side, at least it couldn't be with his secretary. She was in her forties, grim-faced, efficient, and about as sexy as a dried turnip. Jim had deliberately chosen her for the job, since anything sexy in that position would be too obvious a temptation.
But Betty's husband did not suffer for ass on the side. In fact, he got much more than his share. During the long years of his marriage, Jim had run the entire gamut of available pussy in the small community. Years before, he'd screwed a great many single working girls. But after a few close calls, when they started babbling about him getting a divorce, he learned to avoid such problems.
The best and the safest ass, Jim finally discovered, belonged to married women. None of them would bother him about a divorce, because they were quite well-adjusted to their marriages. Like Jim, they were looking for adventure on the side-a lusty affair without any hangups or demands.
Married women had a lot of advantages over single girls, Jim learned. They were much more discreet and didn't take reckless or stupid chances. They were usually better in the sack, having had plenty of experience. And it wasn't necessary to go through a horseshit ritual of wining and dining. With a married woman, you could get right to the point, and they appreciated that.
Over the years, Jim, who was pretty cynical at heart, was startled to learn how horny and eager married women could be in a small town like this. More than once he reminded himself how lucky he was to be married to Betty, who was so faithful and devoted she couldn't possibly be screwing around on him.
He was lucky to have two beautiful, wholesome kids like Steve and Patty, too. Courteous, clean-cut kids who were the pride of the community.
Steve, especially, was a chip off the old block. The kid got so much ass from schoolgirls, he'd wear his prick out by graduation time if he wasn't careful. And Patty was an absolute jewel, a radiant little angel who'd probably keep her virginity until the night she married.
If Jim had the faintest idea as to what was really going on between his precious, wholesome kids, who were at that moment fucking like crazed minks at home, or if he even vaguely suspected his beautiful wife was a wild, pussy-eating swinger on the side, he would have keeled over in shock.
Instead, he congratulated himself on his luck. It was now almost one p.m., he noted with a glance at his watch. Time for Miss
Pruitt to go to lunch. He shoved the paperwork on his desk into a drawer. Jim went to the window and let the blinds down. He went out of his office to Miss Pruitt's desk in front and suggested she take a full hour for lunch today, since he'd be busy with a client.
As his secretary left, Jim wondered if she'd ever been laid, or if she had any sex life at all. As a matter of fact, Miss Pruitt did have a strenuous sex life. Every night she read her Bible by candlelight. The candle was bright red and thick and long. When she blew it out and the wick had cooled, Miss Pruitt then proceeded to fuck herself deliciously for fifteen to thirty minutes.
She also taught Bible class on Sundays.
At ten after one, Jim's "client" showed up. She was only twenty-two, recently married, and had met Jim when she and her husband bought insurance from him a month ago.
A few days after she'd bought the insurance, Jim had her drop by his office to sign some additional papers. Within thirty minutes he was fucking her lustily on his office sofa. She now came by two and three times a week during lunch for one of his hot specials.
Jim led her into his office and locked the door.
Stella Benson had two things going for her, aside from her sexy, if plump, tits and ass. The st was that she was married to a local minister. A ripely curved blonde, Stella had been seized with religious fervor as soon as she met the minister, a pompous windbag in his early forties. The fact that the minister had plenty of money and property was mainly responsible for her religious seizure.
Stella was very insecure. She'd run away from home at fifteen and had sucked and fucked her way across the country in a hitchhiking spree. She'd taken every conceivable drug and had been sexually abused in every conceivable way before she was eighteen. Instead of turning her off to sex, which was the effect such abuse had on most girls, Stella had been turned on to it.
This was the second thing she had going for her. Stella was a nymphomaniac down to the boiling core. She'd always loved to suck and fuck, ever since she could remember. When the hot-breasted blonde met a guy she liked, she simply fucked him. No tedious buildup, no fancy seduction or coy games for Stella. She simply fucked him at the first opportunity. And she was a very hot piece of ass, with a smoldering passion that wouldn't stay put.
Today the plump blonde wore an expensive new dress and shoes. Ever since she'd gotten married, she spent most of her time shopping to make up for her poverty-stricken childhood. Her husband didn't mind. Wearing a long, demure gown during services, her lush tits and hips were hidden, and she was extremely good with the collection plate. When Stella thrust the plate in your face, you gave, largely because she wouldn't leave until you did.
She also had a rich, throaty voice which rang lustily throughout the chapel when they sang gospel. If Stella's husband had one complaint about her, it wasn't about her cooking; She was an excellent cook. It also wasn't about her social front; She was polite and innocent with most people, well-mannered at all times, unless she was sucking and fucking. It was Stella's incredible sex-drive that upset the minister. She would not leave her husband alone. Her wild lips and feverishly hot pussy were wearing him down rapidly. If he couldn't get it up, Stella would go down on him and he got hard whether he liked it or not. She'd gotten into the habit of sucking him off before breakfast every morning, and raping him with her torrid lips at odd times during the day.
It was not that Stella's husband was irresistible. In fact, he was a boring old fart to her. And it wasn't Stella's fierce sex-drive that motivated her to assault him constantly. It was pure cunning.
Stella was literally trying to suck and fuck her husband to death. With an eye on his assets and property around town, and the fact that she was twenty years younger than he was, the insatiable blonde knew he couldn't last forever. Flattered by all the affection and attention from his sexy new wife, the Reverend suspected nothing. He only knew that when she got his rocks off with one of her nerve-tingling blowjobs, she was only doing God's work to keep him happy.
He also noticed vaguely that his blood pressure would rise to dangerous heights during one of her ultra-special blowjobs. When the Reverend thundered about the hereafter during one of his windy sermons, he had no idea he was much closer to his eternal reward than he could guess. Lately, Stella couldn't seem to keep her hands and fiery lips and feverish cunt away from him.
Stella planned to be a very wealthy widow, secure in the knowledge that there was no law that said you couldn't suck and fuck your mate to death.
But no matter how often she went down on her husband or screwed him, the wild-pussied blonde was far from satisfied. And for the first time in her wanton life, she was being cautious about who she screwed. She particularly liked strapping boys, but as the minister's wife, she couldn't afford the risk. When she was a widow, of course, she wouldn't have to worry about that, but for now, Stella had to find a vigorous, steady fuck on the side who was completely safe. And the insurance agent who'd sold them life insurance was perfect.
Jim Hawkins was ruggedly good looking, with broad shoulders, a trim body, and hung like a fighting bull. For the past month, Stella had popped into his office two and three times a week during his lunch hour, not enough to keep her fiery drive satisfied, but enough to keep her wild urges in check.
When it came to sex, Stella didn't fuck around with frills-romance or poetry or flowers. She went at it like a lusty animal in heat, utterly uninhibited.
The moment she entered Jim's office, she unzipped his fly. Quickly, she took out his long, pounding cock and stroked it gently in her fingers.
"Oh shit, Jim, I need this!" she said hoarsely. "If my husband had one of these whoppers, he'd live a hell of a lot longer!"
Jim didn't understand that remark, but he forgot it as the blonde quickly stripped. Naked, Stella had huge, creamy tits with enormous tan nipples. Her ass was luscious, each cheek an enormous white mound that shuddered at the slightest movement. In ten years or so, the blonde would be gross, her lavish tits and ass swelling out to massive proportions. But right now, at twenty-two, she was sensuously ripe, a hot, creamy fuck with one of the tightest, juiciest cunts Jim had ever pierced.
Jim stripped, too, a drop of jism oozing out from his boiling prick-head.
"Can you go twice?" Stella panted, her blazing eyes never leaving his crimson hard-on.
"Easy," Jim said. He hoisted his naked ass onto his desk-top, which he'd cleared earlier. Stella sat in his chair and pulled it close to the desk, so she was between his hairy thighs. Holding his long prick in her hand, she gently pumped it in her hot fist. With a low moan, the blonde seized it in her juicy mouth.
Stella started sucking him off with deep relish. Her mouth, like her pussy and luscious asshole, was tight and eager and hot with little surprises and tricks. She flicked her tongue wildly across his prick-head to make Jim gasp. While she sucked him off, Stella played with his hairy balls, gently coaxing and jiggling the hard globes.
Jim reached down to play with her sensuous tits while she blew him, massaging the velvety flesh. She gave a delicious blowjob, a slow, dreamy cocksucking session that was designed to give the maximum pleasure for both of them.
Stella had always loved to suck cock, since she'd first gone down on her father when she was a teenager, followed by both her brothers. Since her mother had run away, leaving her father for a carnival pitchman, Stella took on all the female duties in the family. Not only did she cook and clean, she performed all sexual functions for the three men in her family, hopping from bed to bed.
Stella was never forced into it; she had done all this on her own. But at fifteen, she saw the light. Why the hell should she do all the housework and cooking and fucking and get nothing in return except bed and board? Restless and curious about the world, Stella ran away from home.
There was virtually nothing about sex that the passionate blonde didn't like. She loved to suck cock, loved to screw, thrilled at the prospect of a huge prick shoved up her tingling ass, and especially liked to be tit-fucked, using her lavish breasts to massage a man's cock until he came all over her tits. She would then crane her neck down to greedily lick up the salty jism.
Stella had had her share of sex with women, too, but she preferred men hands down. She was basically cock-crazy. She didn't mind having a woman go down on her, although she didn't like to eat pussy in return. She was in one sense totally feminine, having been trained to please her brothers and her father. She always gave her best whether she was sucking or fucking, because she'd learned that was how a woman controls a man, by keeping him happy.
The blonde was getting feverishly excited as she whipped her juicy mouth back and forth on Jim's enormous prick. She used one hand to push him down on his desk, so he was on his back. Panting fiercely, Stella really went to work on his hard-on now, bobbing and weaving her head, wriggling her mouth from side to side, then up and down. She used her teeth to gently scrape his cock, lashed with her tongue like a whip of fire, and sent violent thrills through Jim's cock that made him groan with pleasure.
She interrupted her cocksucking long enough to nuzzle her mouth down into his crotch and suck lewdly on his balls, grasping one in her mouth gently. She licked his ball-sac for a minute, jerking his crimson prick in her fist to a quickening rhythm. Stella loved great torrents of come spurting down her throat, which was one reason she didn't care for pussy-eating. Your only reward was a measly trickle of pussy-juice. With a guy, you had a thick fountain of come, a flood of boiling jism that went down like a hearty meal. It stuck to your ribs, Stella always said cheerfully after she gulped a man's hot jism down.
Whenever possible, Stella planned her pleasure. Which was why she'd been walking around all day with a knotted scarf thrust up her asshole. It was a trick she'd learned from a horny swinger, a topless dancer who took her home one night when Stella was on the road.
The silk scarf up her creamy ass had a series of tight knots in it, with a two-inch tail sticking out of her anus. If you put it in in the morning and walked around with it crammed up there for a while, it knotted your loins. You got so hot for a big dick you could lose your mind, Stella discovered.
When you pulled it out at the right moment, when you were coming feverishly, you could blow your mind as well as your rocks.
Jim lay back on the desk with Stella's head cupped firmly in his hands. He always enjoyed the lusty blonde's blowjobs because he didn't have to do any work. He could just lie back and she would suck in a fever of obscene joy, kissing and lapping his balls, playing with his cock, prolonging his pleasure to the very limit. She had terrific suction in her ripe lips, which she saved for the last minute. When Stella sucked up your load, there was a blinding whiteness in your mind, as if your entire body was being ravenously sucked up by her greedy mouth.
Jim, in a flash of insight, suddenly knew why she'd persuaded her minister-husband to take out a hundred thousand in life insurance.
There was no law against it. It was perfectly legal to fuck and suck someone to death, because one had to have their consent. But if the old fart was getting one of Stella's frantic blowjobs every day, he wasn't long for judgment day . . .
The blinding whiteness came then, as Stella screamed in her throat and churned her lips fiercely on his bursting prick. She jerked his cock furiously in her hand and squeezed his balls carefully, coaxing his huge load. It burst in her mouth-thick, pungent, pure male jism which she gulped down as if it were the last feast on earth.
For a few seconds, Jim thought he might pass out. He'd been sucked off by scores of women in his life, but the young blonde's mouth was hotter, wilder, and more greedy than any luscious cunt. After all, pussies didn't have tongues.
When she'd finally made sure she had every molten drop of his load, Stella released his cock. She rolled the last mouthful of jism around her tongue, savoring it with lust, making low. sounds of delight in her throat. She needed to give blowjobs, needed that precious come, the way other women needed food and water.
"Oh God, that's good," she sighed, standing up. "Give it to me straight today, Jim. Hot and hard, every inch, honey."
She went over to his couch and lay back on it. She raised one shapely leg and rested it along the top rim of the sofa, so that her pink burning cunt was completely exposed. It sucked lasciviously between the golden wet hairs, a juicy rosebud between plump, milky thighs.
Jim saw the red tail-end of the scarf sticking out of her ass, and he grinned. One of these days he'd persuade his wife to try that, but Betty was so wholesome, so innocent about sex.
He mounted the panting blonde, and eagerly Stella guided his throbbing prick inside her silken cunt-flesh. She moaned and spasmed on his hard-on, making Jim grit his teeth. She was deliciously tight and hot, all feverish cunt pulsing with lust.
Digging her ripe tits hard into his chest, Stella twined her fingers in his hair and tugged, kissing him fiercely on the mouth. Her wild cunt was sending violent ripples of pleasure through Jim's cock as she undulated her naked ass on the sofa.
Jim had never really figured out what constituted a terrific fuck. It wasn't looks, because he'd had sexy women who were definitely bum lays. It wasn't age, because he'd once had a forty-five-year-old housewife who'd been one of the greatest pieces of ass he'd ever had.
It had to be something magical in their cunts, he finally decided. Whatever it was, Stella had it and plenty left over. There were currents of power in her luscious hot cunt, like vibrations that echoed throughout his bloodstream each time he stroked inside her tight pussy.
Jim didn't know what it was, but his huge cock certainly knew. It wasn't just tightness either, because the forty-five-year-old housewife had been almost loose. Yet she had that same electrifying feel to her frenzied cunt, waves of pure lust that hypnotized his prick, that got his rocks off with shattering excitement.
"Oh God, honey, I need this fuck!" moaned Stella, rubbing his ass in her hands feverishly. She swung her naked ass in slow gyrations beneath his pounding cock, moaning and hissing and clamping on him. "Need your big hot prick so bad," she crooned, her eyes glazing over with inner ecstasy. "Want your hot jism everywhere-" she started raving, pumping her cunt faster, "on my tits, in my pussy, up my ass, everywhere! Ooooooo, you hot fucker, that's wild! More! All of it, fuck meeee!"
Jim pounded faster, goaded by the sweating feel of her lush tits against his chest. She bit him on the lips and twined her ankles around his, meeting his savage fucking strokes with furious lunges of her own. Stella was starting to come now, gushing boiling juice all over his stroking prick.
That's when Jim's mind began playing tricks on him again. It began happening with Stella a month ago. The only similarity between his lovely daughter Patty and the twenty-two-year-old voluptuous blonde was the color of their hair and eyes. Where Patty was delicate and tawny and girlish, Stella was ripe and vulgar. The minister's wife was a hot-breasted, sultry-lipped sucking and fucking doll that wound itself up all by itself.
Patty was a shining-eyed virgin, an angel.
Then why did he suddenly imagine this was his own luscious, innocent daughter screaming and gasping and panting beneath him?
Because it was Patty he really wanted to screw, his own foxy daughter.
"Oh my cunt!" gasped Stella, raising her knees and digging her bare heels into Jim's naked ass-cheeks. "Oh I'm coming, stud! Oooooooooo, any time, any time, shoot your hot jism in me any time! Gimme your come! Now!"
But Jim wasn't ready to explode his rocks yet. Her feverish pussy felt fantastic as it spasmed on his rock-hard dick and he was busy sucking on one of her gorgeous tits. The huge nipple swelled hotter in his mouth. He was lost in erotic images of fucking his own tender daughter, knowing it was impossible, but firing his excitement up to a shattering pitch anyway.
After all the wild, eager ass Jim had gotten in his life, he ought to know by now that nothing was impossible. His son, the chip off the old block, had already taken Patty's juicy cherry. His wife had spent most of the morning and early afternoon sucking and savagely screwing another sexy girl. He was fucking the local minister's nymphomaniacal wife, who was now screaming and spraying his crotch and sofa with a flood of fiery cunt-honey. For that matter, she was trying to fuck her husband to death so she could live in luxury off the proceeds.
So nothing was impossible, at least when it came to sex.
"Pull it out of my ass!" sobbed Stella, squirming her dripping cunt madly on his cock. "Pull out the scarf!"
Jim groped down and found the tail-end. He jerked it out in one swift, shattering movement. Stella rose off the sofa as if she were levitating. A soundless scream of joy formed on her lips. She quivered from head to toe with a nerve-screaming orgasm as the ripping sensation tore through her asshole and erupting loins, intensifying her climax with devastating excitement.
Beneath the onslaught of her thrashing cunt, heaving tits and feverish, wet mouth, Jim felt his load being sucked from his balls with violent power. He rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth as Stella's juicy cunt drained him in sharp spasms, the heat from her dripping slit like a breath of fire on his soaked crotch.
Heaving for breath, he climbed off the moaning blonde. He brought her the box of kleenex from his desk so she could wipe up the puddle of come and cunt-honey on the sofa. Instead, Stella got on her knees on the carpet and licked it up, while Jim watched in fascination.
"No sense in wasting it," she grinned, standing up. "It's pure protein, you know."
She lapped his limp cock clean and then dressed briskly. "Gotta go shopping," she smiled. "All I do is pass the collection plate, buy clothes and fuck. It's not a bad life. By the way, who's Patty?"
"What?" Jim's face paled.
"Patty," Stella said. "You kept muttering her name when you were coming. Your wife?"
"No," Jim said quickly, "just a woman I know."
"See you on Friday, sport," Stella grinned, kissing him briefly on the cheek. She gazed wistfully at the bulge in his pants. "I wish I could take that with me. If my husband's prick was as big as his mouth when he gives a sermon, I wouldn't have to do this. See you, pal."
She flounced out of his office. Jim leaned back in his desk chair and lit a cigarette, worried. He knew he had the hots for his own beautiful daughter,'but when it got to the point where he was crying her name as he climaxed, that was bad news. Suppose he did it with Betty tonight? Jesus!
For a minute Jim felt guilty. What the hell, here he was fucking all the eager pussy he could on the side while his innocent wife waited faithfully at home for him.
Poor Betty.
If Jim was having half the wild time poor Betty was having with the sexy stewardess and assorted other girls in L.A., he wouldn't have time to feel sorry for anyone.
For that matter, Betty had her own obscene dreams about their lovely daughter.
Dreams which would quickly turn into wild, wanton reality before that night was over . . .
Chapter Four
At two in the morning, after listening intently for a couple of minutes for any sounds of wakefulness in the hallway, Patty slipped into her brother's bedroom.
She was stark naked.
Panting eagerly, the blonde teenager crept into bed beside her sleeping brother. It took a mere touch of her soft fingers on his prick to make it leap and quiver with power. Steve stirred sleepily and turned to face his sister.
"Jesus, Patty! Again? What do you think I am, a hydraulic screwing machine?"
She giggled, but his cock was throbbing hotly in her pumping fist. "Just one more time, Stevie! I'm so hot I can't sleep! Oooo, your cock is so big!"
Her silken tits rubbed against his chest and the heat of her pussy on his thighs was like a desert breeze. Steve had lost count of the number of times he'd fucked his lustful little sister the day before. No matter how many times he shoved his immense hard-on to her, she wanted more. He was irritated for being awakened, but at the same time he had no choice. Because once his cock was stiff, it wouldn't go down until he shot his load off.
Besides, Patty was so luscious and torrid, especially her sweet lips which were now eagerly sucking on his prick, that he didn't really mind.
He'd awakened to a lot worse situations than his own foxy sister passionately blowing him.
Although Steve's bedroom adjoined their parents', they knew both their mom and dad were fairly heavy sleepers. Unless Patty began whooping and screaming, carrying on the way she did when Steve took her juicy cherry, they'd have no trouble.
Their problem was the recklessness and lust of youth. Having just discovered sucking and fucking the day before, Patty couldn't even think of anything else. For that matter, Steve was obsessed with her soft curves and silky cunt to where, in spite of the fact that he was still half asleep, his cock felt like eight inches of throbbing pig-iron beneath her burning lips.
Between her hung brother's hairy thighs, Patty was in an obscene rapture. She purred in her throat as she worked her lips and tongue on his long cock, knowing he couldn't shoot off for a long time. She'd sucked so much boiling jism out of Steve's cock and balls the day before that she knew his prick must be nearly numb by now.
And it was fun, too-terrific fun to huddle beneath the warm covers and give her own brother a wanton blowjob while their parents slept peacefully in the next bedroom. Like a risky game, with Patty's hot little pussy the goal.
Both Steve and Patty were too young and inexperienced to take into account the unforeseen, the unexpected. In fact, their parents were not peacefully sleeping. Their father was. But their mother was wide awake, tossing restlessly in the dark beside her husband.
Rather than being exhausted by her savagely lewd session with the dark-haired swinger in L.A. the day before, Betty found herself more restless than ever.
A score of obscene urges pounding in her blood kept the hungry brunette wide awake. She knew she could take the colossal dildo, go to the bathroom and get her rocks off violently, until she could sleep. But it didn't seem right, not with her husband right here. All Betty had to do was go down on him while he slept, and before he even woke up he'd have a tremendous hard-on. She'd done that many times.
That was the problem. Jim was old hat by now, and after the sexy stewardess and a wide variety of hot, willing girls over the past year, Betty desperately needed variety.
There was her own ruggedly built son in the next bedroom. Betty had never seen his cock erect, not since he was twelve anyway. But even limp, Steve took after his father, his prick dangling massively down his thigh. After her mad tit-sucking, pussy-lapping, ass-licking session with Laura in L.A., Betty felt a powerful craving for a live, thrilling hot prick.
Like her son's.
That thought so aroused her that the aching housewife lit a cigarette in the darkness and puffed nervously. There was Patty's bedroom down the hall, too. She was a virgin too -sweet, lovely, innocent, sexy as only budding, graceful young girls could be at that tender age. Betty's fingers trembled wildly at the thought of masturbating her own luscious daughter, then digging her lips down to her thighs and sucking furiously.
The idea was crazy, of course. She'd never do it, not with Steve or Patty.
A series of soft, muffled sounds suddenly alerted her. She cocked her ear, listening. There was something going on in Steve's bedroom. Quietly, she crept out of bed and put her ear to the wall. Slowly, the blood drained from her face.
Steve had a girl in his room!
He'd done it before, she knew, but he was usually discreet and never made a racket. The idea of her own strapping son ramming his huge cock to some eager, panting girl started a fierce excitement in Betty. If only she could watch!
She sighed, about to return to bed when she made out a name whispered hoarsely. Patty! "Ooooo, shit, Patty, suck harder! Agh, yeah!"
It couldn't be! Just a coincidence-another girl named Patty. But as Betty listened intently with her ear pressed to the wall and her ripe tits heaving feverishly, she recognized the girl's voice beyond a doubt.
Her son was fucking his little sister!
Betty turned away from the wall, her mind racing and her cunt throbbing hotly. A turmoil of conflicting thoughts whirled through her mind. She felt shock and horror. And the hottest, most depraved excitement of her life, too.
Having made the most of her lewd encounters with sexy girls in L.A., Betty was not blind to opportunity. It would be blackmail, but so what!
Moving as softly as possible, although her husband was a very heavy sleeper, Betty got the gigantic dildo from the dresser drawer. She crept out of the room and pressed her ear to Steve's door.
"Oh Christ, Stevie, I'm starting to come!" Patty wailed. "Oooo, your big prick! Unnnnngh!"
Betty flushed, her creamy skin covered with sweat beneath her negligee. Which one? Which one did she want first? She looked down at the huge dildo in her hand, realizing she'd have some explaining of her own to do if she walked in like this. Inspiration flashed in her, and she moved silently into Patty's empty bedroom. She placed the vibrator under the girl's bed.
She returned to Steve's door, took a deep breath to brace herself, and then slipped quickly inside. It took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the semi-darkness. They were so caught up in their feverish fucking that neither one had heard her.
Betty watched in awe and soaring excitement from a few feet away. Patty was hunched on the mattress on all fours, while Steve kneeled behind her, pistoning his enormous red prick in slow, brutal lunges up Patty's tight cunt.
They were beautiful together, Betty realized breathlessly, two sleek young animals gasping and groaning as they fucked with primitive abandon. But as Betty watched her strapping son pump his massive hard-on into her daughter's dripping cunt, as Patty's ass wriggled and shuddered with obscene joy, Betty knew which one she had to have first.
She strode up to the bed. Steve saw her first and caught his breath. He froze in mid-stroke, leaving the blonde sobbing and thrashing with frustration.
"Stevie! Keep fucking! I'm too hot-What? Ooooooo!"
Now Patty saw her, too.
Both of them watched their mother, wide-eyed with fear and shock. Steve was so dazed he didn't even bother to pull his prick out of Patty's sucking pussy. He just gaped at Betty, his face turning beet-red.
"Don't wake your father," Betty said in a low voice. "Patty, go to your room. Quietly."
Trembling with fear, Patty hastily got out from under her brother and padded softly into her bedroom. Steve's immense hard-on began to sag with shame. He looked at his mother sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders with helplessness.
"I don't know what to say, Mom," he muttered. "I guess Dad'll kill me, or something, huh?"
"Stay here," Betty said crisply. Her tits heaved wildly, though, and her cunt throbbed as she kept her gaze on her son's colossal prick and balls. "I'll be back to talk to you in a few minutes."
She whirled on her heel and closed his bedroom door behind her. A profound excitement hammering in her loins, Betty went into her daughter's bedroom, quietly closing the door.
Patty lay huddled beneath the covers. Her eyes were huge with fright and she trembled as her mother stared down at her.
"When did it start?" Betty asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. It was all she could do to keep from seizing the blonde's sweet tits in her fingers and greedily suck on one luscious tit.
"Yesterday," Patty whispered, tears in her eyes. "It was my fault, Mom! I just didn't want to be a virgin any more. And Stevie is so close to me, I thought, well, why not? I came on to him. He took my cherry. What'll Dad do to us?"
"That depends," Betty said hoarsely. "It depends on whether he finds out or not, Patty."
As she spoke, Betty took off her negligee. She crawled into bed with her daughter, her pulse racing and her lips tingling fiercely. She held her sobbing daughter in her arms for a minute, sucking in her breath as Patty's hot tits trembled against her creamy ones. The heat from the girl's wet crotch was intense against her own soaked pussy.
"Don't tell Dad," Patty sobbed, shaking in her mother's arms. "Please, Mom! He'll never understand!"
"Poor thing," Betty murmured. The delicious feel of Patty's silken tits crushed to hers, the wanton heat from her little cunt, the fact that the girl was on the verge of a shattering climax when Betty interrupted, sent currents of lust through both their naked bodies.
"He left you frustrated," Betty whispered. "You must feel terrible on top of everything else. Before we discuss this, Patty, I'm going to . . . finish what Steve started. That's what a mother is for, to help her daughter out when she's in trouble, darling."
Trembling with obscene anticipation, Betty gave in to her hottest urge first. Although she urgently wanted to suck Patty's juicy hot cunt, simply dig her lips and tongue into that silken slit in a frenzy of lust, she wanted to fulfill a fantasy with her lovely daughter that had tormented her mind for months.
Betty sat with her back to the headboard of the bed. In a daze, Patty barely knew what was happening as her mother urged her to sit between her thighs, with Patty's back pressed to Betty's creamy panting tits. Betty drew up her knees. Moaning deep in her throat, the feverish brunette clutched her daughter's silky tits' in one hand and caressed them lovingly, while her other hand rubbed the blonde's trembling wet thighs.
It took only a few moments for Patty's whirling mind to grasp what was happening. Her mother was going to fingerfuck her!
The wildest excitement of Patty's young life sang in her heart as Betty traced the girl's cunt-lips with her fingertip. She snaked a finger into the blonde's madly sucking cunt and Patty whimpered frantically. She wriggled her hot naked ass against her mother's wet pubic mound, and twisted her head around to kiss her mother's ripe mouth.
Slowly, sensuously, Betty masturbated her passion-crazed daughter while she tried to keep her fierce lust in check. The feel of the girl's burning, heaving tits in her hand, the delicious contact of Patty's wriggling ass against her hot cunt, the blissful moans coming from the blonde's throat, all fired Betty's lust to a feverish pitch.
Patty was crying and swinging her ass furiously as she started coming in great torrents of cunt-juice over her mother's stroking fingers. There was something fantastically exciting about being fingerfucked by someone else, Patty was discovering for the first time.
Especially a sexy brunette, and very especially her own mother!
As the girl's cunt-honey poured over her mother's pumping fingers, Betty fought the temptation to dig her mouth down to Patty's fiery slit and gulp down the juices. She wanted to do so many lewd things at once to the sobbing girl-suck on her tits and lick her ass and silken legs, and eat her luscious little pussy all night and sixty-nine with her. Betty was in a feverish daze.
Chapter Five
The whole obscene episode seemed like a wild erotic dream to the thrilled Patty. One minute she was being fucked by her brother's enormous prick, and the next her mother was masturbating her!
Of all the sexy girls Betty had made it with, including the sultry stewardess, none could turn her on like her own adorable daughter. Her little pussy was so hot and tight and juicy on her fucking fingers, her muffled screams of ecstasy so sweet to Betty's ears, the feel of her hot wriggling ass rubbing lustfully against Betty's own throbbing cunt so arousing, that the panting brunette actually began to come with nothing up her pussy.
Just as Patty was in the middle of a shattering orgasm, Betty slipped her fingers out, leaving the blonde crying and trembling from head to toe.
"Mom, not now! I'm coming! Oh, Mother, please, do it some more! My pussy is too hot!"
"Shhhhhhh!" Betty cautioned. "Lie down on your back."
Eagerly, Patty obeyed. The naked brunette lay on top of her daughter, grinding her soaked cunt to Patty's boiling pussy to create a lewd, sensuous friction that was almost unbearable for both of them. Betty frenched her mouth passionately, then began a downward journey that was as familiar to her by now as baking an apple pie.
She kissed her daughter's throat and then sucked on each of her luscious tits in turn, feeling the nipple grow fat with lust in her mouth. She slid down to kiss Patty's softly rounded belly. Although she wanted desperately to give the sexy blonde a. complete tongue-bath, licking every inch of her hot satiny flesh, Betty had to satisfy her curiosity about her daughter's sweet cunt.
She hunched down between Patty's trembling thighs. Sobbing and shuddering, Patty drew up her knees and spread her legs wide so that her delicate pink cunt was fully exposed. Betty grabbed an ass-cheek in each hand and lifted the crying girl's ass off the mattress.
"Oh Mom, hurry!" sobbed Patty, gripping Betty's head tightly in her hands. "Eat me! Oh suck my pussy, Mom, hurry! You make me so hot, eat meeeeeee!"
First Betty filled her nostrils with her daughter's cunt-fragrance, a blend of honey and sex and pure juicy teenage cunt. It was a rosebud, so poetic and beautiful and kissable, sucking eagerly before her eyes, begging to be lapped and sucked and devoured with raw hunger.
Taking a deep breath, Betty dove in. Instantly Patty shuddered from head to toe, sucking in breath with a sharp cry. Her mother's long burning tongue lashed deep into her boiling cunt, sparking a wild explosion of thrills. The moment Betty got her first taste of Patty's delicious cunt-juice, she became almost hysterical with excitement. She made low furious sounds of lust in her throat as she sucked up her daughter's pussy-nectar, rolling it around her mouth with depraved thrills.
The girl had to bite her lips savagely to keep from screaming from pure joy. Steve had sucked her off more than once, but it was a pale effort compared to what her sexy mother was doing to her exploding hot pussy! Betty used every trick she'd learned over the past year from going down on a variety of girls. She was determined to give Patty the blowjob of her life, spurred as much by motherly love as raw lust.
For a while she sucked on Patty's juicy clit-bud, until the girl was spasming deliriously, spraying cunt-honey wildly in her eager mouth. Then Betty rammed her nose into Patty's hotly sucking pussy and darted her tongue up the girl's silky ass. The blonde wriggled with intense ecstasy as Betty lapped at her delicious asshole, churning deep into the tunnel.
As Patty came in profuse gushes in her mother's mouth, clawing at her back and shaking her head from side to side to vent her unbearable excitement, Betty began shifting her body around until she had her own dripping pussy looming over Patty's face. During this reverse, she didn't miss a stroke of her tongue up the blonde's spasming hot cunt, taking care to lap up every sweet drop of her honey.
Patty didn't need any urging. Panting and coming fiercely, she clutched her mother's naked ass in her hands and tugged down sharply.
The taste of silken hot pussy crushed to her mouth-her own mother's delicious cunt triggered a ravenous hunger in the schoolgirl. She sucked and kissed and lapped at the brunette's exploding pussy with frantic joy, rubbing her mother's ripe ass in a frenzy with her hands.
The sixty-nine that followed was a furious orgy of cunt-sucking, tit-squeezing and ass-licking. For the first twenty minutes, mother and daughter couldn't get enough of each other's juicy cunts. They shuddered and thrashed on the soaked mattress until neither could stop coming, until Betty rolled over so Patty could sit on her face for a while. The girl's luscious ass drove the delirious brunette wild with delight. She paused in her mad pussy-eating to kiss and bite each gorgeous cheek, resuming her cunt-lapping with ferocious greed. Thirty minutes later, Betty had to forcibly push Patty away from her numb pussy. They sprawled naked on the mattress, heaving for breath, stroking each other's silky legs and asses.
"Oh Mom!" sobbed Patty, crushing her face to the brunette's creamy hot tits. "It was fantastic!"
"At least you won't have to worry about my telling your father about you and Steve," Betty panted. "Did he hurt you when he took your cherry, darling?"
"Only a little," sighed Patty, licking at her mother's huge nipple lasciviously. "He's terrific, Mom! You ought to ... "
Her voice trailed off with shame.
"Ought to what?" Betty asked. "Fuck him myself?"
"Well, why not?" blurted the blonde. "Gosh, Mom, you just had sex with me, didn't you? Why don't you and Stevie and I all make it together?"
Her teenage daughter-here she was talking about a three-way, with her mother and her brother, Betty thought with a shock. But why not? They all loved each other. They were much closer than most sex partners. And the prospect of watching her hung, strapping son shove his immense cock up Patty's tender cunt sent thriils of eerie excitement up the feverish . brunette's spine.
Betty had had only one three-way, with the stewardess and another girl. It had been wildly exciting, too. But the idea of sucking and fucking both her luscious daughter and ruggedly handsome son in a torrid three-way made Betty tremble fiercely. It occurred to her that she'd never screwed another man since she'd been married. Could you call making it with your own son an act of infidelity?
"All right," Betty said in a husky voice. "We'll get Stevie in here, too, darling. But first, I want to fuck you myself."
"How?" Patty asked, wide-eyed.
Betty reached underneath her bed and brought out the gigantic, curved dildo. Patty gasped.
"Believe it or not, it won't hurt," Betty assured the alarmed girl-. "You're going to get the ride of your life, angel. But for God's sake, don't scream! Bite the pillow if you have to, but don't shout!"
"But, Mom, that damn thing is bigger than Steve!" Patty whispered. "My pussy is so tiny, too!"
"Leave it to Mother," Betty said. "Trust me, baby."
With the harness securely strapped on, the hot brunette mounted her moaning daughter. Cautiously, she eased the cock-head in before switching on the battery.
Patty's eyes rolled wildly and she hissed with shock. The most fantastic sensations she'd ever felt hummed in her gorged little cunt, pure blissful explosions racking her pussy-flesh. Gently so she wouldn't hurt her sobbing daughter, Betty began fucking her with tender strokes of the colossal prick.
"Oh Mom, oooooooooo, fuck me, Mother! Oh God, it's unbelievable!" gasped Patty, sinking her nails into the brunette's soft, ripe ass. Only a few inches of the monstrous prick hummed inside her spasming cunt-flesh, but already the deepest, hottest orgasm she'd ever felt was building up in the frenzied blonde's loins.
Although Betty wouldn't come herself in this position, unless she had Patty fingerfuck her while she screwed the girl, there was a depraved bliss to fucking girls that more than made up for her temporary lack of orgasms.
Almost every part of their curved hot flesh was in sensuous contact as Betty stroked deeper in Patty's boiling slit. Their naked sweating tits rubbed together with delicious sensations. Their bellies, too, ground in unison, and with Patty's silky legs locked around her waist, Betty could feel the full heat of her juicy cunt steaming against her crotch.
She kissed Patty's lips and throat, then craned her neck down to suck on one tit while she pistoned the vibrating prick ever deeper. She held the blonde's hot, sweating ass tightly in her hands, as thrill after shattering thrill tore through Patty's seething loins.
Remembering what Laura had done to her, Betty used a series of violent fucking lunges that brought wild moans from the girl's lips. Quickly she followed this with a pattern of slow, dreamy fucking movements that made Patty sob and tug at her mother's chestnut hair. Slow, then fast, up followed by down, side to side followed by wide, circular fucking lunges until Patty was hysterical with happiness-each climax was more nerve-racking and lusty than the one before it.
There was a diabolical cunning to Betty's tenderness with her beautiful daughter. She was giving the innocent girl the hottest, most thrilling sex experience of her life, one that hopefully no man could compete with. Even though Betty had learned there was no substitute for a live, throbbing prick, the immense dildo with its quivering power and scores of tiny pimples could make a girl come to the point of convulsions.
Steve had already taken the blonde's cherry, and Betty knew that brother and sister would continue to make it with unashamed lust every chance they had. But the lust-crazed brunette wanted to make certain she got her share of Patty's sweet young pussy too.
By getting her juicy rocks off in every conceivable way-sucking, fingerfucking and eating her-Betty knew Patty would always run to her for this wanton brand of sex.
Patty was shuddering feverishly now, hissing and clawing her mother's naked ass as she came in lavish torrents of cunt-honey. Each new experience at sex seemed wilder, more thrilling than the last. First she thought she'd reached her peak when Steve had eaten her and taken her hot cherry with his thick cock.
Then her mother had eaten her, and she'd almost fainted with sheer happiness. But going down on her sexy brunette mother was even more exciting, and now, after being deliciousiy masturbated and eaten by Betty, she was being passionately fucked with the most incredible sensations erupting in her cunt. One day she was an innocent virgin who'd found a discarded magazine in the bushes. A few weeks later, goaded by irresistible curiosity, the tawny blonde had offered herself to her hung brother. And now her mother was blistering her mind with savage thrills, fucking her with pure sensuous love, driving Patty's gushing cunt into a state of dazed, obscene bliss.
Although both of them dripped with sweat, moaning and sobbing and gasping, Betty would not stop her relentless stroking. Patty had come in a shattering succession of thrills, but the madly excited brunette simply couldn't stop. Betty was in the grip of a wanton fury, convinced she was feeling at last what a man must feel when he fucked a beautiful young girl, when the girl cried and clawed and spasmed fiercely, all slippery tits and swinging ass and luscious hot cunt, a mass of sweetness and silk and fire.
Neither the lust-crazed brunette nor her delirious daughter was aware of anything outside their own lewd passion. They didn't know that someone had been standing quietly in the room for the past ten minutes, stunned with disbelief.
Jim Hawkins hardly ever got up in the middle of the night. He was such a sound sleeper, in fact, that Betty was the one who had to be alert in case of an emergency or a burglar.
But on this particular night, Jim stirred awake to go to the bathroom. He usually had a shot of brandy before going to sleep. Tonight he'd had two shots, just to relax after a strenuous day at the office, a particularly strenuous day after his wild encounter with the minister's insatiable wife.
The first thing Jim noticed was that Betty wasn't in bed. The second thing that alerted him was the muffled obscene moans and gasps coming from his daughter's bedroom.
Very quietly, Jim had listened at her door and then softly slipped inside the room.
What he saw made his jaw drop and his eyes bulge. For ten minutes he watched his wife lewdly fuck his naked daughter with a gigantic vibrator strapped on her hips.
Jim had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. At first he thought it had to be rape, but even a blind person could see Patty was passionately eager for every savage lunge his wife was making.
The shock and rage Jim felt slowly began to fade beneath a much more powerful emotion.
By the time he spoke up, he had the biggest, most urgent hard-on of his life thrusting out of his pajama bottoms.
"I hope," he announced in a loud, acid voice that made his wife and daughter both scream with surprise, "-I sincerely hope I'm not interrupting anything!"
With painful slowness, Betty withdrew the humming cock from Patty's frantically sucking cunt. "Oh God," she moaned. She shook her head, trying to find words to explain the impossible.
"Oh Lord," echoed Patty. In spite of her panic, her pussy still kept coming with a feverish will of its own. "Explain," Jim snapped at his wife. Her lips moved soundlessly. "I can explain!" blurted out Patty. Her face was crimson, but she bravely nodded her head. "I can explain everything, Daddy-honest!" "You can, huh?" he said dangerously. "Yes," Patty whispered. "But not while Mom is here. I mean, I've gotta talk to you alone, Daddy, for just five minutes! Please?"
Jim's eyes blazed on his wife. Neither of them had any suspicion it was quick-thinking Patty who would get the upper hand, and in fact turn the tables on her own father. "I-I can't explain," whispered Betty.
"Wait for me in the bedroom," Jim said coldly to his wife. "And take that goddamned monster off!"
Her face burning, Betty unstrapped the dildo and walked past her husband, closing the door behind her.
"Five minutes," Jim snapped at his daughter. He went up to the bed. "Begin."
With the foolish courage of the very young, Patty began.
What she had in mind, a plan sparked only a minute ago in desperation, would change everything for the entire family, especially their sleeping arrangements.
Their sex lives would never be the same . . .
Chapter Six
Stark naked as she lay back on her bed, propped on one elbow, Patty was sharply aware of her father's huge hard-on. It throbbed out of his pajama crotch like a giant salami.
She also saw that her father couldn't keep his burning eyes off her golden, curved flesh. He wasn't wearing his pajama top, and his broad chest was matted with hair.
"Well, what have you got to say for yourself?" he snapped. He knew he shouldn't be angry at Patty. What the hell, she was only a kid: It was his wife-his wholesome, respectable wife-who had shocked him with her depravity. And excited the hell out of him!
"I asked Mom to do it to me," Patty lied.
"Bullshit!" snapped Jim. As his luscious daughter stirred on the bed, she absently stroked her softly heaving tits, making Jim's long cock bristle with urgency.
"Well, maybe it didn't exactly happen just that way," Patty admitted. "But you see, Daddy, when I was fourteen and I first started wondering about sex ..."
He listened with only a fraction of his attention, unable to make sense out of what she was saying. What Patty said actually didn't make sense anyway. She was stalling for time, and purposely turning Jim on by stroking her naked, silky flesh as she rambled on. Her hands roved from her tits down to her rounded belly, then to her moist thighs.
It took Jim a few long moments to realize his gorgeous daughter was practically finger-fucking herself as she talked! By now, Jim heard nothing she said. His heart hammered against his ribs and his cock felt as if it might explode in his pajamas. He hadn't seen Patty naked since she was eleven or so. Some amazing changes had occurred in that girlish body since then.
The silky-skinned, wide-eyed, sensuously curved girl on the bed would be a living dream someday, he realized-a high-breasted, long-legged, fantastically sexy knockout. More beautiful than her mother had been, probably. She might even end up with her nude picture in a nationwide magazine once her lush promise filled out. Thousands, perhaps millions of men, would screw their wives and girlfriends and pretend it was Patty's deliciousiy curved flesh they were pumping. No doubt a few thousand men would be jerking off to that dreamy figure, too.
As stunned as Jim had been by catching his wife in a depraved act with his teenage daughter, and as curious as he was about Betty's bizarre behavior, only one thing blazed in his mind at this moment.
He urgently wanted to fuck her himself.
That thought had been toying in his mind for some time now, but he'd never taken it seriously. Not until now. And Jim was sharp enough to realize the little mink was deliberately working his excitement up,, playing with her lovely tits and golden-fringed cunt right before his eyes as she babbled nonsense. She wanted him to!
Well, why not? Christ, his wife had just fucked her! Patty was primed for him, it was obvious in her smoldering gaze and in the way she teased him so provocatively.
By now they both knew Patty was talking nonsense, playing for time. They both knew what Patty wanted, too. They both knew what he wanted, too, since it would have taken a burlap sack to hide his erection.
Patty's voice had trailed off and she watched him with gleaming eyes, lasciviously teasing her pink cunt-lips. She was offering herself to her father for two reasons-first to protect her mother from his rage, and second because she feverishly wanted his huge cock rammed inside her aching pussy. Her father had interrupted her just when Patty was having a tremendous orgasm, and her hot cunt still ached and pulsed with frantic need.
It was a matter of saving face, Jim sensed. If he just leaped on her and started screwing her, it would look pretty tacky.
"Regardless of whose fault it was," he told her hoarsely, sitting on the edge of the bed, "you'll both have to be punished. Get on my lap."
Eagerly, Patty scrambled over his lap, her belly hunched on his thighs and her golden ass ready for spanking. His prick pounding fiercely, Jim began spanking her. The slaps didn't hurt at all, but as he brought his palm down again and again, the feel of her satiny hot flesh made him grab a cheek and rub it lustfully.
Beneath her cheeks, her tiny pink pussy shone with her wet juices. Jim slipped a finger in the tight, squirming slit and Patty instantly shuddered and moaned. All games shunted aside now, he started fingerfucking the sobbing girl, his other hand squeezing and caressing her naked hot ass.
"Ooooo, Daddy! Ungh! I want your prick! Please, let me have it! So hot for you, Daddy, mmmmmmm!"
The last shred of Jim's control burst. He picked her up easily by her waist and flung her back on her bed. Quickly, he stripped his pajama bottoms off. Already the blonde was undulating her ass, her tits heaving wildly. She would love to have gone down on his enormous hard-on, but she was too madly aroused for that now, too eager to continue the passionate screwing he'd interrupted. With the real thing this time, Patty realized with soaring lust.
Jim mounted her from the top, holding both her ass-cheeks in one powerful hand and lifting her ass off the mattress. Before he even got the flaming knob of his cock inside her juicy cunt-lips, Patty was gasping and kissing his mouth, ramming her tongue deep against his.
Chapter Seven
The moment he slid-his prick in, he knew it was going to be the most fantastic fuck of his life, better even than Betty had been when she was in her youthful prime-tighter, more luscious, hotter than all the eager young pussy he'd had on the side over the years. Not just because Patty was his own beautiful daughter, but because she was a sex-angel in her own right-sweet, softly curved, with a cunt that felt like silken fire.
"Oh, Dadddddddy!" wailed Patty, drawing her knees up high and trembling fiercely as his thick burning cock slid deep inside her spasming cunt. "Oh Lord, it's gonna be wild! Ungh! Don't come for a while, Daddy, please!"
Jim was about to tell her she had nothing to worry about when he was seized by doubt. He began fucking her to a slow, almost teasing rhythm, feeling for his control. He'd never, or hardly ever, anyway, had trouble holding his load in check.
But he'd neyer screwed his luscious, feverishly hot daughter before, either.
The currents of pleasure racing through his cock and balls were almost unbearably exciting. Patty was extremely tight and juicy to begin with, but each time he lunged forward she wriggled her hot pussy with wanton joy, and it threatened to trigger his rocks off.
Patty chanted his name deliriously as she started coming, gushing juice all over his stroking prick, swinging her ass in a frantic rhythm. She was a sleek, golden animal thrashing and twisting beneath him, the most delicious fuck he'd ever had, and it took every ounce of his self-control to keep the gates of his jism shakily locked., "All night, Daddy," she panted in his ear, snaking her wet tongue there to make him shiver. "I want you to fuck your little girl all night! Ooooooo! Oh, lover!"
Jim knew if he didn't distract his mind for at least a minute or two he was going to shoot his rocks off all over the place, disappointing the daughter he loved. It was almost impossible to jerk his mind away from the feel of her sweating ripe tits rubbing against his chest, the weight of her juicy ass shuddering in his hands, and especially the madly sucking fire of her boiling cunt.
He thought about his wife, and that dampened his lust so that his cock stayed brick-hard without exploding his jism. Why in the hell would Betty do something like that? Especially to Patty? Either she'd done it before, or she was a sex maniac. She'd done it before, he felt certain now. About a year ago, Jim had begun to notice a strange new look on his wife's face, a mysterious shine in her eyes he hadn't seen in years. Not since they'd been married and spent most of the first year sucking and fucking in every possible position and place.
His first thought was that Betty was screwing some guy on the side. Although he felt lousy about it, he'd hired a private detective to follow her around for a few days. The man had absolutely nothing to report. He felt relieved after that and chalked the whole thing up to his imagination.
But now he began to understand. She'd probably been screwing girls all that time! Then how come the private investigator didn't pick anything up on her?
Her trips to L.A.!
That sudden flash startled Jim so much he stopped in mid-stroke. Patty wailed and pounded his back with her fists, and Jim quickly resumed his powerful fucking strokes in Patty's feverish cunt.
She'd been screwing girls in L.A., on her weekly shopping trips! He felt certain that had to be the answer.
Jim felt a strange reaction to that information. He was still shocked, of course, because Betty was distinctly not the type to eat girls' pussies. But there was no such thing as a "type," he knew. Maybe her endless rounds of P.T.A. meetings and bridge parties and tending to the kids had gotten boring to the point of madness. He'd have to find out directly from Betty what caused it.
"Now!" Patty moaned in his ear, raking her nails painfully across his bare back. "Gimme your jism now, Daddy! Hurry! Ooooooo, yesssssss, oh God, yes!"
He felt a deep relief as he released his shaky control over his load. He groaned and held his breath as Patty's boiling slit spasmed on his bursting cock, sucking up his jizz with voracious greed, sending wild jolts of ecstasy through his loins. Her teeth bit his lips and her muffled screams echoed in his ears, and her sleek, sweating flesh quivered furiously as they came together.
Jim rolled over next to her on his back, panting for breath. When Patty snuggled close to him, crooning with satisfaction, he felt a surge of fatherly pride. And possession.
All these years he'd searched for the perfect piece of hot, eager ass on the side, so that he'd have pussy both at home and outside his house. A man needed variety, he figured. So he'd gone from girls to women, from secretaries to housewives, fucking scores of them but never really finding what he needed. Until now.
As angry and stunned as he was at Betty's depravity, he also realized it turned him on deeply. His wife was still very sexy with her creamy ripe tits and hotly curved ass and long legs. And Patty was extremely sexy in her girlish, golden innocence.
Together his wife and daughter were dynamite.
A whole new world of possibilities opened before Jim's eyes as Patty hunched down between his thighs and began sucking on his semi-limp prick as if it were an all-day sucker. His prick hardened at once, spurred by her eager burning lips and teasing tongue.
Jim lay back, utterly relaxed and feeling blissful as Patty began a teasing blowjob, lavishing sweet kisses and sucks on his cock. She had an innocent, girlish enthusiasm about cocksucking, a curiosity that almost all women who'd gone down on him lacked.
While Patty sucked him off with gurgles of delight, Jim explored a few of the possibilities, now that he'd caught his wife making it with his daughter. For one thing, the three of them could sleep together. But there would be no nonsense or bullshit, like Betty's enormous vibrator. There would be only one prick in his bed!
Another possibility Jim toyed with was having his sexy brunette wife make it with other girls and women. He would not allow Patty to get involved in that action under any circumstances. But a three-way with Betty and another swinger sounded damn interesting, two hot pussies at his disposal at the same time.
He was not aware that his son, the chip off the old horny block, had already screwed his little sister, taking her precious hot cherry.
As Jim lay back sighing happily while his gorgeous daughter churned her boiling mouth in a fever on his prick, he was also unaware that at this very moment Betty was doing exactly the same thing Patty was doing to him. With their son, Steve. In one swift, shattering night, the Hawkins household, so quiet and peaceful for so many years, erupted with a lustful, obscene explosion.
With surprises still to come . . .
Chapter Eight
For five minutes after Betty was caught in the act with her daughter, she sat naked in a chair in her bedroom, shivering with shame and fear. How stupid of her! She could have at least waited until no one else was home but she and Patty!
How in the hell could she explain it all to Jim?
Why was Patty trying to take the blame? The poor darling, she was trying to protect her mother. Then, as Betty sat morosely brooding in the chair, the truth slowly began to dawn on her.
Quickly, she padded into the hallway and pressed her ear to Patty's door. That bastard! Now he was the one having sex with Patty! Then another truth dawned on the trembling brunette, and she heaved a deep sigh of relief. Clever little Patty!
Of course she wanted to be alone with Jim. To make it with him, so he could hardly complain about Betty swinging with Patty! A wild thrill of admiration for her lovely daughter swept through Betty's mind. She also realized it was senseless to stand here in the hallway listening to those two pant and groan, while her rugged son waited in his bedroom down the hall.
The blood throbbing in her ears, Betty entered Steve's room without knocking.
He lay back naked on his bed, smoking in the darkness. His eyes gleamed up at her knowingly.
"Hi, Mom. Would you mind telling me what the fuck is going on in this house tonight?"
"What do you mean?" Betty said, sitting on the bed. His cock was semi-erect, massive even in that dangling state, hanging over his huge, hairy balls like a flag at half-mast.
"I mean," Steve said dryly, "what you were doing with Patty a few minutes ago. Christ, if that was a chewing out, I wish you'd have let me watch, Mom!"
So he'd heard it all. "Your father is in there with her now," Betty said softly.
"Yeah, I heard," Steve grinned. "Does he know I took her cherry already? At least I beat him to it!"
While Steve talked, his eyes swept over his mother's lush, milky curves. In less than a minute, his prick was looming out to its full crimson length, a drop of jism oozing from the knob.
He reached up with one hand and gently hefted her hot naked tit, making her gasp. "You're a hell of a woman, Mom," Steve said hoarsely. "You know something? I've never had a real woman. Just girls."
With a deep moan, Betty grasped his thick, pounding cock in her fist and gently milked it. "Oh God, that's a beauty, Steve! You're hung like your father-even built like him. You're a man already and you deserve a woman. How many girls have you fucked, son?"
Betty lay on top of Steve as he replied, clutching his hot prick so she could tease her dripping cunt-lips with his cock-head.
"I don't know, Mom," he rasped, afraid he'd shoot off all over her belly. He played with her creamy tits, so huge and voluptuous compared to the blossoming buds of his girlfriends. "Twenty, maybe thirty."
"How many times did you fuck Patty?" Betty asked. The information was exciting her tremendously. After all, she was Steve's mother and he was her manly pride and joy.
"Seven, maybe eight," Steve said. "Jesus, Mom, let's fuck and get it over with! I'm so hot for you, my cock feels like a torch!"
"Yes," Betty moaned, squeezing his boiling prick. "But I'll do all the work, Stevie. You must be exhausted, poor thing. I know how Patty can drain you!"
She knew, because when Patty had sucked her off, Betty almost fainted from the girl's ravenous lips and tongue. She straddled Steve's hips, placing a folded knee on each side of him, sitting upright over his prone body. She held his hard-on upright in her fist, teasing her pussy-lips for a few moments before sliding down on four inches of his blazing cock.
"Oh son, oh Jesus, that's so goooooood," crooned Betty, throbbing her cunt on it with naked greed. Moaning and gasping, Betty began pumping her feverish pussy on his long prick to a gentle, delicious rhythm. She suddenly realized that the first male she chose to, fuck outside of her own husband was her own son! The feel of fresh cock up her juicy cunt after all these years was far more exciting than she'd expected, and Betty began crying with pure passion, with the profoundly lustful feelings her son's cock was inspiring in her trembling cunt.
Recalling the trick Patty had shown him, Steve seized his hard-on at the base between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard. He knew he couldn't come now, and he didn't want to disappoint this hot, sexy brunette, especially in view of the fact that she was his own lush-breasted, hot-pussied mother.
"Hey, Mom, that's mmmmmmmmmmm! Wild! Ooh, shit, your pussy, Mom, it's great! Hot 'n tight, aaaaaaah ..."
His other hand played with her heaving tits meanwhile, caressing and pinching the nipples to make her gasp. Betty didn't fuck like any of the girls he'd had. Where they were girlish and overeager and clumsy, his mother was sensuous and filled with hot little tricks. She would pause with only his boiling cock-head inside her cunt-lips and flex her pussy-muscles to give him a sharp thrill. Her other hand tickled his balls and his asshole, which felt strange but exciting to Steve.
Gazing up at his naked mother as she hissed and panted and fucked him to a quickening rhythm, Steve was struck by her sexy beauty. She looked totally different naked, her long shimmering hair flowing behind her, her naked white tits thrust out with passion, her juicy cunt sucking powerfully on his cock as she lewdly rode him.
In less than twenty-four hours, Steve had taken his little sister's luscious cherry, had been feverishly blown by her, had raped her in her silken hot ass, sixty-nined with her and had been caught fucking her by their mother. And now he was being given a wild roller-coaster ride of lust by his gorgeous mother, who was beginning to come all over his prick in hot gushes of fuck-honey. Tears streamed down Betty's cheeks and she fell forward on top of Steve, kissing him frantically as she worked her silky cunt into a frenzy on his cock.
Like his father, Steve was sharp-witted and thought in terms of ultimate pleasure. Right now his father was making it with his little sister. He was making it with his lust-inspired mother. His mother had already made it with Patty, too. It was open house!
What Steve wanted most of all was access to both his kid sister's juicy hot cunt and his mother's fiery tight pussy-every night, if possible. His father probably wanted the same thing, although the old man would definitely lean toward Patty, since he'd been screwing his wife for eighteen years!
But Steve's father had to work while Steve and Patty went to school and Betty made her social rounds. Which left Steve access to all the pussy during the day!
Which also meant that he could have his three-ways with his mother and sister while his father worked. That would give the old man priority at night, but if Steve had any indication as to what his sexy mother wanted from the way she was sobbing and thrashing her frenzied cunt on him right now, it would definitely be Steve's cock every night.
He could sleep with his mother while his father slept with Patty. Unless the bastard insisted both women sleep with him every night!
The possible combinations were beginning to confuse Steve, but he forgot all about them as his mother rammed one of her lush tits to his lips. He sucked on it while Betty shuddered with a new orgasm, churning her boiling cunt in a fever on her son's immense hard-on.
The passion-crazed brunette was fucking her massively hung son with feverish abandon now, a healthy part of that being relief. She was thrilled and relieved that a huge prick could still turn her on so fiercely after all the girls she'd gone down on and sixty-nined with.
Both Betty and Steve were still sharply aware that there would have to be a showdown with Jim, but at this lustful moment neither of them could care less. In spite of Steve's tight grip on his cock to keep him from getting his rocks off, his mother's wild pussy was starting to tingle his hard-on violently. Rather than come in tiny painful spurts, Steve released his grip.
"Oooooooh, Stevie, oh Son, your hot jism!" Betty raved. "Your sweet prick! Unnnnnnng! Come-come-shoot!"
The next moment the sweating, silken brunette was all over him as his jism burst in torrents in her spasming cunt. She showered kisses on his face and tugged at his hair and pumped her pussy furiously, sucking up his load with depraved bliss, her cunt exploding with lust and savage delight.
She collapsed on Steve, who was still twitching and hugging his semi-hard prick in her dripping pussy.
"So proud of you, Son," she moaned. "You're all man!"
"Mom, suppose Dad walks in!" Steve said, suddenly alarmed at the thought.
She chuckled and rolled off Steve, reaching for one of his cigarettes on the bedside table. "Suppose he does, Steve? If he can get jealous about his wife, why can't you get jealous about your little sister?"
"Yeah," Steve said, feeling better. He took a drag from Betty's cigarette, playing with her ass-crack meanwhile. "I oughta go in there right now and face him," Steve added recklessly.
"Why don't you?" Betty said. "I'll go with you."
Steve swallowed hard. The old man wasn't that old, and he was in superb physical shape. He was about to tell his mother it wasn't such a great idea after all when the naked brunette got off the bed and pulled Steve along by the hand.
They were about to take the bull by the horns.
Chapter Nine
It was Patty's idea to have her father ram his huge cock up her silken, luscious ass. Even after all the torrid sex she'd had since losing her cherry to her brother, the young blonde was still extremely hot.
"No, it'll hurt too much," Jim told her, startled at the obscene suggestion coming from such tender lips.
"It didn't hurt when Stevie did it," Patty said without thinking.
Jim's eyes narrowed. "You mean your brother? You mean you fucked with your brother?"
Oops! thought Patty. She held her father's immense hard-on in her hot fist, playing with it. He'd already come in her wild little pussy and as tempted as he was to unleash his load in her mouth, Jim's energy was sagging perilously. The feverish minister's wife had taken her toll the day before. He figured he had one good shot left tonight, and Patty's pussy was so tight and juicy he wanted to go for that target again.
But the prospect of fucking the eager girl in her plump, silky ass was downright irresistible. The news that Patty had made it with her brother, though, sent a wave of shock and rage through Jim's blood. That sneaky little bastard!
"Well, yes, Daddy, I sort of did," Patty admitted solemnly. "See, that was my fault, too. I just got so hot yesterday and I wanted to lose my cherry, and one thing led to another. Don't be mad at Stevie."
Mad! He'd break the bastard's neck! But as he gazed at his naked, softly curved daughter, Jim realized the kid wasn't to blame. Hell, you'd have to be a corpse not to leap at a chance to fuck Patty.
Besides, the irony of the situation wasn't lost on Jim. His daughter had also had sex with her voluptuous mother. And was now having sex with her horny father.
The more Jim thought about it, the more the humor of the situation struck him. He even felt a sense of pride toward his son. It was probably just another cherry for the chip off the old block. The kid was all right.
What disturbed Jim was his beautiful daughter. Shit, she was so young, but to look at her blazing eyes and heaving tits, you'd think she was a nympho.
Jim decided this was the generation gap everyone babbled about. Here he was, sneaking around to get a little ass on the side, while his son and daughter and wife, dammit, were going at it like crazed weasels!
Now that the sexual revolution was here, he was running out of ammunition!
"Well, if Steve did it, I guess it can't hurt all that bad," Jim told Patty. The eager blonde had already crouched on the mattress on all fours, her ripe ass jutting out. Jim knelt behind her and spread her satiny cheeks with his hands. He placed his cock-head against her tiny pink asshole.
He rammed his prick deep and swiftly into her churning, tightly boiling asshole.
Patty yelped and shuddered, again stunned at the sudden white-hot pain up her tender ass. But as her father began stroking to a steady rhythm, gasping with wild pleasure, the pain began to fade and give way to a frenzied lust. In less than a minute, Patty was crying with mad excitement and wriggling her naked ass lewdly, clawing at the bedsheets beneath her.
Like her girlish hot mouth and frantic cunt, Patty's asshole had tremendous suction. Jim groaned as his prick quivered ominously, then shot off in blissful spasms up Patty's wildly swinging ass.
Again the mad stinging, tickling sensation of boiling jism spurting deep into her ripe ass triggered a fierce orgasm in the thrashing blonde. Jim hastily slipped his raw cock out of her spasming asshole. He collapsed on the bed with a sigh. She was terrific in every respect, but his prick was beginning to feel like raw hamburger.
As Patty snuggled up to her father with delicious wanton happiness, Betty and Steve walked into the bedroom. They were stark naked. The relief squad, Jim thought dryly.
"I guess you're pissed at me, huh, Dad?"
Steve stammered.
Jim sighed and reached for a cigarette. No doubt the kid had just fucked his mother. The chip off the old horny block had the equipment, too-inherited, Jim realized with a surge of pride, from him.
After getting violently upset a number of times in the past hour over his wife and daughter's obscene action, Jim was rapidly getting immune to shock.
"No, I'm not pissed, son," Jim grinned, "just tired. Someday you'll understand."
When you work for a living and pass forty and fuck everything that looks luscious on the side, and then find out your virgin daughter has lost her cherry to her big brother, and catch your beautiful wife fucking your foxy daughter, and then succumb to the temptation yourself while your wife is feverishly fucking your son, Jim added silently, then you'll understand.
Steve looked intensely relieved. "No hard feelings, Dad?"
"Save your hard feelings for the ladies," Jim cracked.
Betty had gone over to where Patty lay and got on the bed beside her. Both Jim and Steve watched in fascination as the sexy brunette began kissing and playing with the naked, eager blonde. It was an eye-opener for both father and son-a sensuous, deeply exciting spectacle.
While Patty moaned and undulated her ass, Betty sucked lovingly on each of her tits in turn. A minute later she was hunched down between the blonde's wide-spread thighs, lapping with lewd relish at the girl's delicious cunt. Patty screamed low with frantic excitement.
The sight of the lush brunette feverishly going down on the tawny, trembling blonde, sucking at her hot pussy with unashamed hunger, turned both father and son on wildly.
But while all Jim could do was watch, remembering he had a tough day at the office to look forward to, Steve couldn't resist the sight of his mother's naked, creamy ass bouncing in time to her cunt-sucking.
Steve climbed up on the bed behind his mother's jutting ripe ass. He plunged his massive hard-on into her juicy asshole, and at once Betty was moaning furiously and pumping her hips, sucking Patty off with fierce delight.
While mother and daughter and son groaned and panted savagely, creating an obscene din in the bedroom, Jim could only watch, gnawed with fatigue. That was the price he paid for being a bread-winner, he thought. He worked his ass off all day so his family could swing their asses all night!
Disgusted with himself for not being able to get it hard again, Jim went downstairs and made himself a stiff drink. He sat naked in the living room, smoking and thinking deeply.
He fought the petty temptation to throw Steve out of the house tomorrow. If he did that, he'd have Betty and his luscious daughter completely to himself. They'd bitch and whine about Steve's having to leave, but they'd abide by his decision. They always did.
In one brutal stroke, he could remove the competition.
"Chickenshit," Jim muttered aloud, gulping at his drink. It was a chickenshit thing to do and he wasn't like that. The truth was, with Betty and Patty's voracious sex-appetites, he wouldn't be able to handle both women by himself. He needed his son as a relief stud. Or vice-versa!
But as long as he was king in his castle, he would command the sleeping arrangements. The kid would be knocking off ass like a fiend while he was at work, Jim knew. Not that he could blame him, with a gorgeous hot brunette and a sweet, silken blonde ready to swing on a moment's notice.
Jim decided for the next week or so Betty could sleep with Steve while Patty slept with him. What the hell-he'd been screwing his sexy wife for eighteen years. Why not let Steve take on those duties for a while?
Whenever Jim wanted a three-way, he could have both Betty and Patty sleep with him. If Steve had any energy left after plowing his mother and little sister during the day, the kid would have no problem getting girls at night.
Everything would work out fine, Jim assured himself. It was all a matter of attitude.
He had a wildly hot wife and a fantastically sexy daughter to obey his every whim and command at sex. He had a strapping son to help him out, in case the action got too demanding.
What more could a man ask?
It didn't make sense to be jealous of your own son. But still Jim felt an annoying sense of defeat, because Steve was upstairs swinging furiously, while Jim was on the sidelines, left out.
A few minutes later Patty came into the living room, her tawny nakedness glowing.
She sat on her father's lap and stroked his cheek.
"Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?"
He grinned. "That's all we'll do tonight, baby, sleep. Your Daddy is exhausted."
"I don't care," Patty said. "I just want to be with you, Daddy. I love you very much. Besides, I have a confession to make," she added softly.
"Jesus! Not another one," sighed Jim. "What is it?"
"Well, Steve is my brother and I love him too," Patty said, wriggling her naked hot ass lasciviously on Jim's cock. A wild stir began in his loins. "But you're a man, Daddy. And if you promise never to tell Stevie, I like your cock much better than his. I think you're a lot sexier, too. You've got gray hair around your cock, and I think that's very sexy! If you like, Daddy, I'll come by at your office tomorrow for lunch."
Jim hugged his daughter tightly. She was probably lying like hell, but she must love him very much to say that. Suddenly Jim realized he had an enormous hard-on, his throbbing cock pressing hard against the girl's silky ass.
"I'm not finished yet," Jim grinned. He picked the naked blonde up in his arms and carried her upstairs to his bed. He locked the bedroom door so they wouldn't be disturbed.
"I think," Jim said softly as he climbed on top of her hot, panting body, "I'll skip going to the office today. Let's sleep late and have breakfast in bed, okay, Patty?"
"Ooooo, goodie!" she wriggled with girlish delight. "I'll have my breakfast now!"
Before he knew what was happening, the feverish girl had scrambled down between his hairy thighs. She gurgled with happiness as she licked lovingly at his long prick.
Jim sighed and relaxed. He had everything -a beautiful wife, a lovely daughter, a healthy son.
Best of all, the two hottest pussies in town. He was still king in his own castle . . .
