It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen even by the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet, sometimes dark passion surfaces, and another Charles Manson emerges. Sometimes such passions are exposed-and another Tidal Basin or Watergate scandal hits the headlines.
THE WILDEST FAMILY is the story of a family that dares to let its most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be they reward or punisliment, for allowing themselves to become completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of a family whose motto might be: "If it feels good, do it."
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The day was hot and dry. The Arizona sun beat down and baked the desert floor hard. Little spirals of dust twirled aloft with stray winds, but nothing else moved.
Wanda Hickock licked her dry lips and crept around the side of cabin sight, her fingers touching the dry, paint-flaking boards. She stood in the shade a moment and looked toward the main part of the decrepit resort motel, the office part.
She knew her mother was in there, working on the books, prancing around in panties and bra. Wanda had spotted her through the open door, seeing the shiny patch of ripe, full buttock through a hole in the panties and the way her mother's big tits stretched the mesh bra to near transparency.
Sight of the bra had made Wanda feel disgust for her mother. There was no excuse for her running around like that. She could afford a new bra. She didn't have to wear the one so worn that her left nipple stuck right through the hole in the cup. What if somebody drove down the old highway and decided to rent a cabin for the night? What if Howard decided to go into the office for something and saw his mother's nipple staring him in the face?
Thought of her brother made Wanda lick her lips again. She glanced toward the old stable, where there were still two rickety horses for the guests to ride.
She didn't see Howard. She didn't hear him. Yet, she could picture her fifteen-year-old brother in there still trying to teach Miss Sugar to count by tapping her hoof on the ground. Or maybe-maybe he was. . . doing something else with Miss Sugar!
Wanda sucked in her breath. The thought was shameful. Yet, she'd heard of such things. She couldn't stop the image that came to her mind-of Howard standing on a box behind Miss Sugar with his hard young prick fucking in and out of the mare's big cunt.
Her own pussy throbbed, and she cupped it with her hand, sucking air between her teeth with a sibilant sound. Her willowy, seventeen-year-old body shivered slightly as she felt the strong flaming between her soft thighs.
She could feel her cunt lips through the thin material of her worn dress. She squeezed them tightly. Her finger pushed into the groove between them and made the material slide against the soft, moist tissues with unbearable sensation. The image of the strong, pounding, spurting prick she'd been dreaming about all morning sprang erect in her mind and made her moan with terrible heat.
She glanced quickly around the rest of the dry, cactused grounds. She didn't see her youngest sister, Penny. Penny was thirteen. Her budding little tits were filling into sharp cones tipped with fresh, pink nipples, and she was getting fuzz around the lips of her puffy little pussy. Even though Penny was growing into a big girl, she still liked to play little-girl things by herself and to find cozy little hiding places among the palo verde and the arroyos.
Penny wouldn't bother her anyway. But her mother would. If her mother had seen her come this way, then she'd come jiggling and bouncing across the yard with some dumb job for Wanda to do, like sweeping the blown dust out of the cabins.
She didn't have to look around for her father. She could be positive where he was. Nearly every day, he limped on his bad leg up to his favorite ledge and sat under the mesquite there, staring off toward the mountains. He dreamed about the old Spanish treasure he would find one day, with which he could buy a new place up in the north woods where he could put in a ski slope. That would bring the tourists back. And if Mavis didn't like the cold and snow, then she could goddamn it stay here, and he and the four kids would run it.
Wanda gave a mental shake of her head. How many times she'd heard her father's dream that would never come true she couldn't remember. It was always the same. Mavis would go out of his life forever. Howard would become a real son, a good buddy, doing the work he couldn't do any more because of his bad leg. And his three girls, Wanda and Penny and Lula would ... Lula!
Wanda searched the grounds one more time. Lula wasn't in sight either. She suspected Lula was still in the double bed they shared, sleeping, but she could never be sure about Lula. Her hot-cunted, devilish little sister, one year younger at sixteen, was a perfect brat and never to be trusted at any time. Especially when she told those whopping big stories like the one this morning.
Wanda shivered again. She felt so horny she couldn't stand it. If she weren't careful, she'd make herself come right out here in the open just by thinking about Lula's story this morning.
She slipped her willowy body around the corner of the cabin and up onto the warped wooden porch. She hurried through the rickety door and closed it to a thin crack and looked around the interior, not quite sure what she thought she would find.
She sucked in her breath and glanced toward the bed. She tried to picture the trucker lying there, his big prick straining upward and spurting hot juice the way Lula had told her about.
She closed the door fully with a rusty squeak and felt her young pussy squirm hotly again. Even though the bed was freshly made, she tried to see some kind of imprint on it, some evidence that Lula had been telling her the truth for once.
A whisper of doubt went through her mind. Despite the fact that Lula had come crawling into the double bed at the crack of dawn, all flushed and moist and smelling kind of strange, Wanda knew better than to believe her sister.
Lula was a shameless little liar, always tormenting Wanda and Howard and even little Penny. Always taking their mother's side against their poor father.
But the details ... and how she was so wildly hot and juicy up inside her pussy . . .
Wanda moaned again and felt her pelvis jerk forward reflexively. She lifted her skirt and saw the dark spot her leaking pussy had made on it. She clutched the bunch of material at her waist and gripped her naked cunt again, unable to keep from shaking it.
She slid her finger up and down the slippery groove between the bloated lips, feeling extra daring and erotic for not wearing her panties to the cabin-just in case . . .
The trucker was gone, of course. There was no sign he'd ever been there. Only Lula's word for it. Only Lula's descriptions of how he'd fucked his big prick into her hot little pussy again and again, doing it all night long until his balls wouldn't spurt any more sperm.
"Ohhhhh, God...," Wanda moaned aloud, her finger twirling over her straining clit, her pussy mouth squeezing open and closed.
She sagged back against the wall, her knees parted, her feet braced widely on the floor. She imagined the big cock running in and out of her sister's cunt hole, her sopping pussy, and her finger slid to her own silky opening.
Her vagina was loose and quivering. Her fingertip touched the muscular mouth, feeling the wetness, the satiny slickness of her pussy tissues. Her finger became the trucker's prick in her mind, no longer fucking in and out of her sister's hole but ready to push into her own, ready to fuck into her and make tier ... make her scream and thrash and suffer hot, raping pain!
He cunt mouth clamped closed. The whole tunnel squeezed down tightly inside, making juice spurt from the tiny opening that had just been so big and loose. She pushed at her vaginal mouth with her fingertip, but it wouldn't go inside.
Damn him! Oh, damn Deke Birney! I'm never going to be normal again!
She stopped trying to fuck herself. She whimpered tightly and nearly burst into tears instantly. Then she pushed the dark memory back into the murky area of her mind and smothered it one more time.
She took deep breaths. She closed her eyes. She kept her fingertip sliding gently, stroking softly along her oiled gap, over her clit, around her puffy pussy lips, until the emotion of the memory became smothered, too.
Carefully, she allowed images to come back into her mind. She imagined Lula on the bed with the trucker. She let his cock come into sight and watched it fuck in and out of her sister's pussy.
It was all right if Lula got fucked in her imagination-or some other girl she dreamed up. That never caused any problems. She remembered what Lula had told her early this morning and let the whole scene develop in her mind.
He was on the bed. He big prick strained from his loins, erect and throbbing. He got over Lula, his mouth sucking at her young, hard tits. He jacked his prick with his hand while he did it, and his balls swung back and forth.
He parted Lula's creamy thighs, gazing down at her crack, watching the young, fresh, juicy pussy meat quiver and suck eagerly. Then he put the tip of his big cockhead against Lula's sodden cunt and pushed. His cock fucked into her squirming body, and they both thrashed.
Lula locked her young legs around his rolling butt, flexing her thighs to help him drive into her body again and again. His cock slid in and out of her hole, fucking her, drilling her, the shaft slippery and shining with pussy juice.
Then he growled and lunged into Lula's twisting body, his prick bucking and dancing inside her squeezing cunt. He shot her young pussy full of sperm, blasting her cunt full, grinding down against her body, fucking her, fucking her . . .
"Ohhhhh, yes-yes!" Wanda moaned, her knees shivering apart again, her pussy hole opening wide and drooling hot, slick honey from deep inside.
Her hand swirled over her eager, receptive pussy. This was the way it always was when she masturbated. She had to imagine another girl getting fucked, and then it would work. Then she could come and come!
Her finger fucked into her own cunt again and again. She tossed her head and moaned more loudly. "Ohhhhh, she got fucked! She got fucked all night long!"
Cunt honey ran from her pussy and oozed down her wrist. It trailed under the rounded curve of the bottom of her crotch and puddled in the puckered mouth of her anus, making it shiver and shuck. It began to coat her ass-cheeks and made them slippery.
She tipped her head back so that her long, dark, lustrous hair feel in a shimmering cascade down her slim back. Her tits thrust forward under the dress, the nipples sprouting hard and rubbery at the tips of the firm cones. Her knees went weak and jittery as she brought herself right to the verge of wild orgasm.
Outside, a gust of wind blew something against the cabin and made a thump. Wanda squeaked tightly and stopped, her body quivering and shaking with the need to finish and come.
She gasped shakily and slid her long finger out of her pussy, doing it slowly and carefully so that it wouldn't trigger the explosion waiting to be set off inside her willowy body. She listened intently for another sound.
For all she knew, Lula was creeping around outside the cabin, just waiting to catch her in the middle of her orgasm, when the little brat would burst inside and laugh and laugh.
Lula was always playing dirty tricks like that, always teasing her about sex, knowing that Wanda was afraid to let a boy fuck her again after that time Deke had . . .
She heard another sound, a light scratching, as if a tumbleweed were being blown around the side of the cabin. She let out her breath. The moment of her climax had gone.
She swore inwardly, damning her little sister. She remembered the way Lula taunted her, telling her stories about fucking, drawing up all kinds of images and rubbing her hot, blonde pussy right in front of Wanda's eyes until it made wet sounds, talking about hard, sperm-jetting pricks fucking up her twat.
Every time, Wanda couldn't stop listening, couldn't tear her eyes away. She'd get so horny she'd have to run off somewhere and masturbate to a shaking orgasm. And Lula was always trying to catch her, breaking in and laughing about the way she had to play with herself like little Penny instead of getting fucked like a seventeen-year-old.
For all Wanda knew, Lula and the trucker had plotted the whole thing and were going to break in on her while she was so hot and vulnerable that she wouldn't be able to stop the trucker from fucking her into a frenzy with his hissing, throbbing cock.
Lula had already tried that once-with their brother, Howard! The brat had worked her up one night with sexy stories and then had gone out of the room, knowing Wanda wouldn't be able to keep from playing with herself.
Then, just as she was thrashing and moaning, ready to shake a big orgasm out of her hips, Lula had burst into the room, giggling, pulling Howard behind her.
He'd been only thirteen then. He'd stared at Wanda's twirling hand and parted thighs and glistening cunt meat, and he'd run off to lock himself in the bathroom. That had made Lula laugh with glee and draw up more images for Wanda about how Howard was in there jacking his young prick off, wishing he could spurt his boyish load into his big sister's succulent, hot cunt!
With all this in the back of her mind, Wanda had to take another look outside. She finally saw the tumbleweed, lying still and innocent by the side of the cabin.
She went back toward the bed, absently massaging her heated twat again. Something else was wrong with Lula's story about last night.
Wanda just couldn't believe their mother had sent Lula here to fuck the trucker all night.
Suddenly, she sucked in her breath. She stared right at it. It was just the way Lula had described it. The window-with the lower right pane broken out at the corner.
From her shoe ... from coming so hard that her shoe.. .
Wanda shivered and hugged her tits and stared at the hole in the window. It hadn't been there yesterday, or her mother would have bitched to her father about fixing it. The story had to be true!
Wanda ran shaking fingers over the edge of the hole. She felt a gentle puff of dry air come through it from outside. The whole unbelievable morning rushed back into her mind and made her moan again.
It had been the crack of dawn when Lula had dragged herself into the double bed they shared. Her hair was scraggly and damp. Her pouting young tits had been aflame, the ends ruddy and slightly bruised-looking, as if they'd been sucked on hard and kneaded by big, rough hands.
Her cunt muff had been sodden and matted with drying juice. There was an odor wafting up from Lula's bloated, reddened crotch that was new and heady. She'd moaned repeatedly, curling up against her older sister's slender body, humping her hips constantly.
"Ohhhhh, Wanda-I can't get enough fucking!" she moaned. "He fucked me all night long, and I still want more!"
Then she'd swept her hands shamelessly over Wanda's body, feeling her sweet tits through the skimpy nightie, feeling the flat tummy, then boldly grabbing Wanda's dark-furred pussy!
"Ohhh, God! Give me your hand! Fuck me, Wanda! Do it like this!"
"Lula!" Wanda had gasped, feeling-her sister's fingers penetrate between her twat lips and swirl up inside her pussy.
She hadn't known what to think. She watched
Lula roll over onto her back and lift her knees and part them widely. She felt Lula yank her hand between the parted thighs and force three fingers into her sopping cunt.
"Aaaaieeee, yes! like that, honey! Ohhhhh, don't stop! I love to come! Fuck me, Wanda!"
Her ass humped up and down. The bed bounced and jiggled. Wanda was stunned. She didn't know what to do. She felt the slippery cunt suck and pull at her fingers and squirm all around them.
Her own pussy had burst into flame. Lula talked and babbled as she fucked up and down with her wet cunt, describing the big cock, the sperm-squirting prick, the feel of it deep inside her shaking cunt.
Her tits rocked tightly on her chest, the nipples hard and pointed and very red. The flat tummy quivered, and the smooth thighs thrashed around Wanda's imbedded hand.
"Deeper, deeper! Ohhhhh, fuck your whole hand right up into my hot cunt, honey!" she cried, tugging at Wanda's wrist.
The muscular, silky mouth sucked and spasmed. Lula let out a high squeal. Her hips lifted high, and she propped her hands under her tight ass-cheeks to open her cunt fully.
Wanda hadn't been able to keep from staring and moaning with her own heat. She looked right at the shaking cunt hole. The way her fingers spread the rubbery mouth, she could see into the depths of Lula's juicy red cunt. She imagined how the big prick had gone all the way in and what it had done back there, spurting and shooting.
"Yaaaaaah!" Lula screamed.
Her legs shot into the air. Her hips shuddered. Orgasm ripped through her hot young body, and her cunt mouth spasmed and sucked at Wanda's drenched fingers.
Then she'd collapsed into a deep, sound sleep, sighing heavily, a little smile on her full lips, her blonde hair tossed about. Wanda had looked down on her sister's flushed body, feeling the juice on her fingers beginning to dry.
The aroma was funny. There was more than just cunt juice on them. She touched one to the tip of her tongue and then knew there was more than just pussy juice inside Lula's swimming cunt.
She'd been in agony all morning. She'd been afraid to fuck her own cunt to shuddering orgasm right there beside Lula, just because she knew the kinds of tricks Lula played. The little brat would do anything to tease Wanda-even all this.
She'd had to find out if the story were true. She'd had to come to the cabin. And now-now she was staring right at the proof, feeling the sharp edge of the hole in the glass.
"It happened," she whispered, her pussy mouth quivering again. "It really happened! Lula got fucked all night! Ohhhhh, God-I can't stand it! I've got to come!"
She stumbled weak-kneed across the bedroom with her fingers sliding along her slippery gap. She twirled and flopped onto her back on the bed.
Her legs shot wide apart, and she writhed in ecstasy, just the way Lula must have done. She lifted her knees, and her skirt slid down them. Whimpering, she raised her quivering ass-cheeks from the bed and raised her skirt high on her slender waist.
Her thighs fell wide apart. Her ass-cheeks tightened into quivering spheres against the bed. She opened her shivering, oil-drenched cunt wide and Jet her hands pounce on it.
She moaned and tossed on the bed, closing her eyes to the light coming through the window at the foot of the bed. Her vaginal tunnel squirmed and squished all along its length.
The dark, drenched hairs over her cunt lips swam to the sides of her gap with the juice pouring over them. Her pink flesh gleamed with fire from the spread slit, and her clit pulsed stiffly.
"Ahhhh, God!" she cried, letting her fingers slop through her sodden flesh. They stabbed inside her cunt, fucking. They twirled over her pulsing clit. They slid over her spasming ass-hole as she smeared cunt juice all over her crotch and soft inner thighs until she was bathed in it.
She let every part of her horny body go loose and eager. She couldn't remember when she'd been so hot, ever. Her spine arched, and her neck strained, and she felt as if her tits would explode.
"Ahhhhhhgh! I'm going to come! God, am I ever going to come!" she wailed.
She wondered suddenly what Howard would think if he saw her now. What her little brother had watched the last time was nothing compared to this.
He'd stare and get a hard-on for sure, unable to spin away and run to the bathroom to jack off. Howard wouldn't be able to do anything but fall on her open crotch and fuck his young, hard cock into his sister's pussy and let it spurt and blast into her sea of slippery oils.
Wanda moaned and tossed her head. She shouldn't be thinking things like that. She shouldn't imagine her brother fucking her! That was incest!
But she couldn't stop the pictures of him through her mind. She saw him standing behind Miss Sugar, his stiff prick in his hand, leaning forward toward the mare's shivering flanks as his prickhead slid between the big pussy lips. , She pictured him on the toilet seat, his hand whipping up and down his blazing shaft, his head tossed back and his neck straining as he jacked himself off and imagined her.
She pictured him coming toward her instead of running away, his face slack with heat, his eyes still round and gentle and sweet-and his cock hard, inching toward her pussy, making ready to . . .
"Oh, no!" Wanda cried sharply, tossing her head. "Don't imagine it now! Don't make your pussy close up now!"
As if to prevent its Happening, she fucked two fingers, then three into her open, loose cunt. She gasped, writhing them around inside her body.
Her cunt was loose! It wasn't squeezing closed! She was ready to imagine being fucked, and it wasn't happening!
"Ohhhh, God!" she cried happily.
Maybe she was going to be normal after all. Maybe it was because she was so hot! Or maybe ... maybe it was because ... because it was sweet, gentle Howard about to fuck her! Her brother!
"Ohhhh, God-God!" she moaned again, shame filling her. She just couldn't go around fantasizing that her brother was about to fuck her, because one day it might really happen!
Purposefully, she wrenched her mind from her little brother and thought of another boy-Willy Harmon. God, he was a creep! She thought of Deke, of the time he'd raped his prick through her taut, shrieking cherry and rammed into the back of her dry cunt so hard she'd clamped down around his cock and had nearly squeezed it off inside her violated pussy.
"Ahhhhh, no!" she wailed.
She could feel it beginning. The three fingers would hardly move inside her vaginal mouth. She could feel the big cunt muscle close down around them, as if they were Deke's raping cock, as if she were going to make him stick inside her again so that he would tear her tender pussy as he tried to fuck in and out of her ravaged body.
She wrenched to the side, twisting away from the memory before her pussy closed up and left her frustrated again. The image of the face above her began to change. It blurred. She couldn't see who it was. All she knew was there was a cock inside her squeezing, clasping cunt.
"Howard!" she cried. "My brother! Fuck me, Howard! Ohhhhh, let it be you fucking me!"
His image came. She gasped and gasped. Her pussy went slick again. It was working. Oh, God-working so shamefully well!
"Prick! Fuck! Fuck me! Ahhhhhgh!" she squealed.
Her ass heaved on the bed. Her pussy mouth sucked and gobbled at her fingers, drenching them. Her thighs quivered open and closed, and orgasm ripped through her young, shameless body.
Stars came across her vision and blocked out all other images. She sagged back tremulously and felt weak, her breathing ragged, her nipples feeling as if they had spurted something warm and fluid out over the cones of her swollen tits.
She lay on her back with her legs spread and couldn't believe how violently she'd come. Her fingers teased along her sensitive pussy folds. She refused to believe she had fantasized the image she knew damn well she had.
What was wrong with her! How did she dare imagine her own brother fucking her and coming so hard because of it!
Wanda opened her eyes and blinked at the rough, wooden ceiling. Her body jittered all over. As hard as she'd come, once wasn't going to be enough. It never was any more.
Her fingers continued to tease and pull at her soft, pouting pussy lips. She could feel all the passion still left in them. She sighed raggedly and wished she could have some of Lula's daring, just a trace of her wild, uninhibited lustiness.
Then she could be fucked deeply by a hard cock-by one of the truckers stopping more and more frequently at the run-down motel lately, perhaps. By one of the nicer ones. Masturbating just wasn't enough any more.
The trouble was, there weren't any nice ones. They were all coarse, guffawing, chest-thumping men-the kind Deke Birney would have become by now.
Howard wasn't going to be like that. Her father wasn't like that. Her father was one of the sweetest, kindest people she'd ever known. There had to be other men like him, like Howard-somewhere.
If she could just find a man like her father, who used to hold her so snugly and safely in his arms when she was little, then maybe-maybe she could get over her fears and become normal again.
She thought of those times. Little Penny still sat on his lap, even though she wasn't so little any more. She still cuddled against their father and let his arms go around her while she listened again to the story of the Spanish treasure lying up there in the hills somewhere that he would one day find.
Penny could still get away with doing that, settling her hard, tight little butt in his lap, but Wanda couldn't. Not at seventeen. Not where her ass was round and womanly and her tits hard and pointed. But ... God, it would feel good to feel his arms around her again!
"Ohhhh, so good.. . " she moaned softly, moving her hips, twisting her torso as if feeling his arms around her right then.
Her hands moved up and down over her pussy. Her thighs spread apart. She could feel the terrible heat building inside her body once more, and little ripples of shame ran through her.
God! Now she was getting hot over her father!
She moaned. She didn't care. She had to come again. Her hand whipped up and down over her pussy and made her moan.
She wished she were in her bed. She'd run into the kitchen and get a hot dog or one of those big cucumbers with warts all over it. When she fucked one of those into her pussy it drove her out of her mind!
She glanced around the cabin. She didn't know what for-an idea, something. The closet! The broom in the closet!
She staggered from the bed, her knees bowed and her fingers stuffed up between her thighs into her shivering cunt. She got the broom and fell onto the bed again.
She stared at the long handle with a mixture of fear and strong yearning. He cunt spasmed hungrily and became flooded with a new charge of slippery juice. She'd never fucked a broom before.
She spread her legs wide and laid the broom between them, letting it lie along the bed, the handle aimed toward her hungry cunt. She eased it up. between her thighs, spreading her twat lips and slim legs wide open.
She felt her cunt mouth go loose and hot and quivery. She lifted up enough to see the satiny pinkness of her wet flesh between the dark fur over her cunt lips.
She closed her eyes and imagined the trucker Lula had fucked all night. This was his hard cock in her hands. Her pelvis rocked up and down a moment, and then she felt her pussy mouth tighten up.
The trucker was no good. He'd be rough and crude like Deke. She shook his image from her mind and replaced it with Howard's. She gasped and felt her cunt go hot and gushy again. She heard it suck like a slobbering mouth.
God, it was awful of her! What kind of pervert was she to get so hot over her little brother!
She tossed her head back and moaned, a mixture of heat and shame. Her fingers worked up and down the shaft of the broom handle, gently drawing it toward her shaking crotch.
Howard's image was there. He was smiling down on her. His prick was just at her soft pussy mouth, hard and solid. It slid along her satiny inner cunt lips, and her pussy flowed with hot juice.
Howard's gentle, boyish image blurred and became confused with her father's face, and then it was him over her and his cock nosing at her sweet, honeyed cunt mouth!
"Ohhhhh, Daddy-Daddy!" she cried, shivering all up and down her wUlowy, thrashing body.
Juice flooded from her hole and collected in the puckered mouth of her ass-hole. Her fingertip touched the rubbery mouth, and she squealed tightly, her ass-cheeks clenching.
They were both fucking her! Her father and her brother!
"Ahhhhh, God!" she cried, her hot juices washing away every trace of shame and guilt inside her.
This was what she needed. She needed them! They would understand her fears, her problem. They would be gentle with her and help her over her fears so that she could fuck!
The handle came between her quaking cunt lips and entered her juicy pussy. Her hips bucked up, and her tits swelled and stretched outward from her heaving chest.
"Ahhhhh, yes! Yes! Fuck me! Daddy, fuck me! Howard, fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me but don't hate me for wanting you to!"
Her hips went out of control. Her fingers worked along the hard shaft, pulling the handle upward, running it into her split crotch, sending it deeper into her sucking pussy.
She hunched and swayed and lifted, soaking the dry wood and making it swell inside her drenched cunt hole. The stiff cock slid readily into her body, spreading satiny walls, worming through quivering muscles and oiled tissues.
Her pussy opened to the rigid girth, and there wasn't a trace of pain. It was all tingling, wonderful sensation, and she knew then that it hadn't been getting fucked that had hurt her before. It had been the fucker-Deke Birney. It had to be, because her father and her brother were doing a wonderful job right then.
The handle slid deep. She took her hands away and held her tits, squeezing them hard and rolling her nipples, just the way her father or her brother might do.
She let her hips rock and sway. The weight of the broom straw at the other end made resistance, and the handle rode up and down inside her body, around and around, touching all the slick surfaces inside her liquid, quivering cunt.
She fucked it and fucked it and soared to an incredible peak very fast, and there was no doubt left at all.
Fucking was good!
It was more than good. It was wonderful! The images in her mind made it good. And if it was so terrific with just images and a broom handle, what would it really be like for her to take their hard pricks into her body-her brother's and her father's?
She felt as if the top of her head were coming off. She whimpered. The illicitness of her thoughts doubled the excitement.
"Eeeeeee!" she squealed tightly, thrashing and churning. "Howard, fuck my cunt! Daddy-your cock ... ohhhhh, it's so big and hard inside my pussy! Ohhhhh, hold me, Daddy-hold me and fuck me hard! I need you to!"
Violent waves surged through her and broke into crashing, pounding breakers of orgasm. Her body felt helpless. It shuddered all over, and her pussy sucked the hard handle inward until it nudged the back of her cunt.
Her vaginal mouth spasmed and squeezed tightly, gripping the handle. Her hips tossed. The broom lifted and fell with each spasm of orgasm, swatting the foot of the bed with each muscular contraction of her cunt mouth around the long handle.
Her legs flew into the air the way Lula's had. She was vaguely conscious of that. They stuck straight up and apart, and the broom spouted from her crotch and pointed down the bed toward the broken window, swatting up and down.
"Ahhhhhhgh!" she yelled, shaking her head back and forth, squeezing her hard tits.
Her eyes opened and rolled and closed. She saw her father looking down on her, drilling his big prick into her body, making her feel like a full woman and a little girl both. His image was so clear it was like actually seeing him-there, just outside the window.
"Daddy! Ohhhhh, Daddy!" she cried wildly.
Stars claimed her vision again, blotting out everything. There was a droning buzz inside her head. She sagged back and lifted up and came again, rocking all over with new orgasm.
She did that so many times she lost count. But it didn't matter. She felt safe and cozy. She was in Daddy's arms again, and he was looking down on her.
CHAPTER TWO
Penny crouched lower under the thin covering of straw in one of the vacant stalls and peered through a crack between the boards. She could see Miss Sugar's hind legs and rump and tail clearly. Her breath came in quick little puffs, and her heart hammered.
The last she'd seen of Howard before crouching down, he was standing in the sunlit door of the barn looking around carefully outside. Now she could hear him coming back into the shaded interior, moving very quietly.
In the next stall, Miss Sugar gave a soft nicker of greeting. Howard stopped and talked to her, petting her nose and giving her a few lumps of sugar.
Penny could just see him through the crack. He was looking around furtively again. Then he came into the stall. He ran his hand over Miss Sugar's nose and neck and down the side of her body as he moved toward the back of the stall.
Miss Sugar looked around at him when he petted her flank. She let out another nicker and pranced gently, her tail flickering, her flank shivering under his hand.
Penny held her breath. She couldn't believe it was really going to happen. But Howard's pant leg scraped right past the crack in the boards as he moved behind Miss Sugar. Straw dust nearly made her sneeze, and a moment of fear shot through her.
What if her brother discovered her there, spying on him! What would he do to her?
Maybe he'd fuck me! she thought shakily, her bald, virginal pussy lips sucking together inside her panties.
But she knew he wouldn't. He was bashful and shy. He was a good brother and wouldn't force her to do anything. He wouldn't even fuck Lula that time she'd spied on them and Lula had done everything but jump her wet pussy down over his cock to get him to fuck her.
The memory flashed through Penny's mind. It had been right here in the barn. Penny had caught Lula with her dress up and her hand in her panties, playing with her pussy right in front of Howard's bulging eyes.
"Mmmmm, my finger feels good in my pussy, Howard. But your big strong prick would feel so much better. Come on, baby brother-take it out and stick it right up here in all this soft, silky pussy meat."
"Lula, cut it out! I'm your brother! A guy can't fuck his own sister!"
"It's not as bad as fucking a horse."
"Aw, you're crazy!"
Howard had pushed her down into the straw and run out of the barn. Penny had watched her older sister laugh and spread her legs and keep right on masturbating, driving herself into a furious climax.
Penny had thought it was a rotten thing for Lula to accuse him of. But she couldn't get it out of her mind. And now she was going to find out just why Howard did come to the barn so often.
"There we go, Miss Sugar," Howard whispered to the mare, patting her rump, smoothing his hand over it. Miss Sugar nickered again.
Penny sucked in her breath. She watched Howard brush a covering of straw off a box he'd hidden. He put the box behind Miss Sugar and stood on it, standing right behind her butt.
Then he put both hands on her cheeks and stroked her gently. From Penny's position, she saw everything in profile, even the way Miss Sugar's tail began lifting to the side, the way her big pussy lips appeared and shivered slightly.
God, he was really going to do it! Lula had been right!
Penny felt her little tits go rock hard inside her T-shirt. She felt funny tingles go all through her tummy and abdomen and lodge somewhere between her hard, round ass-cheeks.
She couldn't keep her hand from cupping her twitching crotch. She squeezed her virginal pussy hard and nearly moaned out loud. It was all she could do to keep from squeaking when her brother unzipped his pants and let his prick fly out!
"Ohhhh, baby, have I got a stiff cock for you today!" he choked with a whisper, running his hand along the rigid shaft.
He used all four fingers. He slipped them between the full lips of the mare's cunt and stroked up and down. Miss Sugar blew softly and shivered, and then her tail began lifting completely out of the way.
Howard groaned and licked his lips. His knees buckled and locked. He worked at the fleshy cunt lips until sticky sounds came from them and Miss Sugar was backing up into his hand for more.
Howard gripped his straining cock and arched forward. Penny watched every movement as he inserted the red cockhead into the satiny folds of Miss Sugar's cunt and stirred it around, gasping and shivering, making the silky meat give off sucking noises.
"Ohhhh, baby, it's hot inside there today!" he moaned in a soft whisper. "I wonder if ... ahhhhh, it feels as hot and slippery as Wanda's pussy did that day! God, here it comes, baby!"
He canted his hips and shoved them forward. His hard, rigid cock fucked straight and deep into the big wet pussy. Miss Sugar blew and groaned a little, and her ass shivered.
Penny stared with bulging eyes. Her brother's cock was fully imbedded in the mare's cunt. Her fleshy lips quivered and looked as if they were trying to suck his balls up inside the wet pussy as well.
Penny couldn't keep her little fingers still. They slid up and down the crotch of her tight shorts until-she felt her panties soaked with virginal pussy juice, the material glued in between her puffy, hairless little lips.
She watched Howard's hips surge back and forth. She saw his cock thrust in and out of the wet hole, the stem glistening with hot juice and throbbing mightily. His balls swung underneath the root and then drew up like packed walnuts.
His fingers clutched at the shivering flanks of the mare as he held her ass for leverage and fucked her hard. He tipped his head back and made groaning sounds, his prick plunging in and out of the big hot hole of oiled silk.
Penny's imagination wouldn't stop working. She knew Howard had seen Lula's hot pussy and had even watched her masturbate a little in front of him. But he hadn't talked about seeing Lula's pussy-he'd talked about seeing Wanda's!
Had Howard ever fucked Wanda? Was it something Lula had made happen? Penny knew that Howard liked his oldest sister better than anyone else in the family. Was he dreaming of fucking her right now, with his head tipped back and his eyes closed and his cock streaming in and out of the wet, silky pussy meat?
"Ahhhhh, God! Here it comes, baby!" he gasped.
His fingertips dug into the mare's flanks. His hips surged forward one more time, and he glued his balls and root and lower belly to the mare's sodden cunt lips.
He hollered softly again and then began to shudder, his ass pumping and grinding as his young sperm bolted into the mare's bottomless, drinking pussy.
Penny's fingertip found the thrill-filled little button at the top of her cleft at the same time and bore down on it. Stunning shivers went through her virginal little body, and it was all she could do to keep from squealing.
Watching Howard fuck Miss Sugar was much more exciting than that time she'd watched Harvey Denton fuck Lula. She didn't like Harvey in the first place. But he just didn't do it the same way Howard did it. And she'd known that Lula was going to try to get Harvey to fuck her tiny hairless pussy after he'd finished with Lula, and that had made Penny too jittery to get excited over watching them fuck. She wasn't jittery now. Howard wasn't going to fuck her. But even if he did, she wouldn't mind, because she liked Howard. She liked him almost as much as she liked her father.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, what a hot pussy, Miss Sugar! Ohhhhh, baby, did I leave a load in there...."
Howard gasped and shuddered again and slumped over Miss Sugar's rump for a long moment. He then pulled his prick slowly from her wet pussy, and it popped free, glimmering with juice.
Penny could see whitish stuff ooze from the bottom of Miss Sugar's twat lips. A little bead formed, and then it made a drooping string toward the floor.
She shuddered again. There was no doubt about it any more. Howard had come in Miss Sugar's pussy. The evidence was dripping to the floor of the stall right in front of her eyes.
Howard wiped his cock on his shirt tail after a moment and then got down off the box. He covered the box again, sighed, petted Miss Sugar, and then began to saddle her. He led her from the stall and mounted her and rode out of the barn.
Penny came from her hiding place when she was certain it was safe to. She could feel her panties plastered all over the pouting puffs of her twat lips, and she pulled at the crotch of the tight shorts as she hurried from the barn and slipped into the arroyo not far from it. She bent over and made her way along it so that no one would be able to see her from any of the buildings.
When she got to her favorite hiding place, a little hollow in the wall of the arroyo that was shaded over by feathery palo verde branches, she lay back and shivered.
Her hands explored the sensitive little tits budding tightly from her chest. She pulled the T-shirt away from her neck and looked down inside.
She saw the way her pink, fresh nipples were standing out from the ends of her tight little buds. They were darker in color than usual. They were spiked. When she touched them with the tip of her finger, they swelled even more and sent tingles all through her little body.
Her tight ass-cheeks clenched inside her panties and shorts. She felt the pull on her pussy lips from the glued panties. She was just going to undo them and slip them off and really give her hairless twat a good fingering when she heard a soft moan.
Holding her breath, she eased out of the little cave-like hollow and let her eye look along the desert floor, pulling aside a leaf-laden branch carefully.
She could see the row of cabins, all weathered and dried up and shadowy inside. She was closest to cabin eight, about a hundred yards away. She didn't see anything for a long moment. And then she spotted a puff of smoke come from the base of a saguaro.
After a moment, she could see her father lean forward from a sitting position and push a cigarette butt into the sand. When he sat upright again, he was out of sight behind the big cactus.
She wondered why he was sitting there. He usually went up to his ledge to sit. What had made him moan? Was he doing something behind the cactus that would make him moan like that? It had been a heated moan like Howard had just made. Was her father sitting there jacking off and moaning?
Her hot little pussy twitched and began to leak inside her panties again. Her ass-cheeks clamped together at the thought. She wondered if she dared come out of the arroyo and go up to her father and sit on his lap, the way she did nearly every night now.
She shuddered, imagining the feel of his cock as it stretched and prodded around under her little butt when she sat on his lap and listened to him tell about his dream one more time.
"Ohhh, Daddy," she whispered softly, cupping her shivering cunt with her palm. "Daddy, you can fuck me any time you want to!"
Another moan came. Penny turned her head. There was no question about it. The moan had come from cabin eight.
* * *
Ben Hickock was thirty-six. That wasn't very old yet. Still young enough to pull his life together and make something better of it. Still young enough to haul ass out of this hot fucking desert and go somewhere where it was cool and deep green with vegetation all year round and where it snowed up to your ass now and then.
And he was still handsome enough to snag another woman if Mavis didn't want to go with him. Shit, he'd leave her here whether she said she wanted to go along or not.
Some of the twats down at the Mesa Bar in town still looked him over plenty, and one day he was going to start lining them up and fucking them, one by one, and to hell with Mavis. To hell with the other studs that hung around, too. His arms were still muscular enough they'd think twice before starting something with him.
He stretched his gimpy leg in front of him on the ground, using a hand to shove it into place, leaned over, and ground a butt into the sand. Then he pulled back into the shade and looked at his leg.
There-right there was the only thing wrong with him. He was fit in every other respect but that one. The fucking leg Mavis had left him with five years ago.
He pushed aside the pane of glass and the can of putty next to him and drew up his good knee, wrapping his arm around it. He stared off toward the slight haze that never hid the Coyote Range or the bare rock ledge where it had happened.
The damn thing was like a scar on the mountain. It was as clear and unforgettable as the one on the inside of his thigh. He lit another butt and blew smoke toward the mountain, shifting his butt slightly to keep his body in the spike of the shade the saguaro afforded.
Hell, he'd tried to make a good living out of the resort. He couldn't help it if they'd laid a freeway over the desert thirty miles north. It wasn't his fault they'd cut off the loop of old highway running right past his resort motel so that nobody drove down it any more. Mavis ought to understand it hadn't been his fault. But all she did was bitch at him and ridicule him for being a failure and ruining him in the eyes of his children.
She hadn't had to try to kill him over something that wasn't his fault.
Unconsciously, his hand ran along the inside of his thigh, tracing the scar under his pants. Five years hadn't dimmed the memory a bit. He still remembered swinging down off his horse to check the outcrop for what had appeared to be gold sign in it. Then he'd been tumbling through space, over the ledge, crumpling up at the bottom on a pile of rocks with pain so intense he'd blacked out.
By rights, he shouldn't have lived. But he had, and Mavis swore up and down to this day that Miss Sugar had spooked under her and slammed into him.
That was shit. He might have believed it was an accident if she hadn't blamed Miss Sugar. Ben knew Miss Sugar could stand in a tub of rattlers and think it was clover.
The bitch had tried to kill him, that's all there was to it. And Ben knew why. He'd caught her fucking it up with some stud she thought she was in love with back when things had started to go sour. That was when she'd quit spreading her pussy open for him and had made him move into Wanda's bedroom, after moving Wanda in with Lula.
Ben felt his prick stir in his pants. He looked down and saw the line of it go more rigid. He couldn't believe it. When he thought about Mavis's body and the way they'd fucked hard and hot back in the old days, he could get an erection.
But when it came time to stick it in her, now-even though she was lying there all open for him, her red, wet pussy watering the way it used to, he went limp.
He would look into the glistening meat of her murderous, cheating pussy and remember the sight of that bastard's cock running in and out of it, and it was no good. There was always a goading gleam in her eyes now, too. A challenging look, like she was daring him to fuck her. When it went limp, she'd ridicule him worse than ever and begin going on and on about all the stiff pricks that had blown sperm into her hot pussy since he'd run lover-boy off. Hell, there wasn't anything for him to do but limp back to his room like half a man.
Who could blame him for dreaming a.little? With a deal like this, who the hell could blame him!
He closed his eyes. He saw the Spanish treasure, the gold gleaming in the hot sun at the particular moment of a particular day when the bright rays reached deep into a crevice and pointed the way.
The gold had been hidden centuries ago. It gleamed through the dust of rotted leather bags. He reached mental fingers into the crevice and ran them through it, licking dry lips.
It was there. Somewhere up there in the Coyotes. He'd read the legends, seen all the maps. One day, when the sun was at just the right spot in the sky, he was going to find it.
Then he could fulfill his dream. He'd get a new spread in the north woods. He'd put in a ski run to bring the tourists flocking. His kids would be around him, and they'd all lie on a thick bearskin rug beside the fire at night.
His head would rest on Wanda's firm, pointed tits while she massaged his temples with her long fingers. His head would move up and down with each soft, pretty breath she took.
Penny would be there, massaging his leg for him, rubbing the heat from the fire into it as the flames crackled gently in the big stone hearth.
Her little fingers would be gentle and begin to tease a little, moving higher and higher on his thigh until they were up to the bottom of his balls and the root of his thickening prick until the stalk began to strain. Then she'd want to sit on his lap like a little girl and wriggle her tight little butt around over his hard cock while she begged him to tell her another story again.
Howard would be there somewhere, maybe with his own girl. He and Howard would be good buddies then, like a father and son should be. He could do the work Ben couldn't do any more with a ass leg.
And Lula ... sometimes Lula was in his dream, and sometimes she wasn't. He wasn't sure about Lula. She was too much like Mavis-the way Mavis used to be. Hot and wiggle-assed, ready to fuck her wet pussy down around anything stiff enough to go up it.
But Lula was already changing into the way Mavis was now. She'd become a traitor to him. She'd already been snatched away from him by the bitch and now laughed at his dream.
But she'd be there sometimes, sitting off to the side a little, watching. Her hand would go to her open pussy just when Penny sat down on his stiff cock and moved her tight butt around. The look of heat would be in her eyes, and she'd come over in a moment and remove Penny from his lap and show her little sister what was supposed to be done with a stiff prick.
Then she'd straddle him, spreading her cunt lips wide, sinking slowly down on his cock the way Mavis used to do, taking the whole length of it up into her wiggle-assed body.
Wanda would breath faster, her tits hardening under his head. Penny would fondle his balls harder as the urge to mount his gentle, fatherly prick filled them all and brought honeyed juice to their sweet, young, daughterly pussy lips . . .
Ben shivered against the saguaro and stopped dreaming. His cock felt as if it would snap in two, and he adjusted his pants. He glanced around furtively, ready to whip it out and jack off like his teenaged son. It was the only way he got his rocks off any more.
That was when he spotted Wanda at the broken window of cabin eight, the fingers of one hand exploring the hole in the glass, the fingers of the other one imbedded in the wet meat between her thighs.
Ben's cock throbbed heavily. It was just like the dream! He breathed faster. He saw her leave the window with a small cry, and he couldn't stand the suspense any longer. He left the pane of glass and the can of putty on the ground and crept quickly over, partially concealing himself in a clump of palo verde growing at the back of the cabin.
His breathing seemed to stop. It was better than any dream he'd ever had of it. His oldest daughter's open cunt faced the window as she writhed and twisted on the bed. He watched the way her finger fiddled with her dark-furred twat lips and sank into her juicy hole and twirled around her straining, red clit.
She did it as if she knew just the way to do it, as if she did it all the time. And then Ben understood why Wanda didn't mess around with the boys from town the way hot-pants Lula did. She didn't need them. She took care of herself.
Ben's cock was ready to explode in his pants. He shifted the ass leg to where it would support him and unzipped his fly, letting his hard, throbbing prick spring from the gap and surge into his hand. His full attention was on Wanda's churning, thrashing hips and honeyed cunt, and he jacked his cock in tempo with her flying fingers.
He didn't notice when Penny scrambled up out of the arroyo. He didn't even know she was peering through the window over his shoulder until he heard her sharp intake of breath.
He whirled around, his heart pounding, certain Mavis had caught him lusting after his oldest daughter. Then he stared at Penny with his mouth open. He tried to hide his throbbing cock behind his hand, but that didn't work at all.
"Penny! What are you doing here!" he whispered loudly.
Her hp quivered. She stared at the swollen knob of his throbbing cock. "I-I.. . " she stammered. There was a loud cry from inside the cabin. "Ohhhh, Daddy!" Penny whispered. "Wanda's hurting herself with a broom!"
Ben glanced in and swallowed hard. His prick nearly erupted in his hand. He jacked it again despite the ogling eyes of his youngest daughter and watched his oldest feed a foot of broom handle into her sodden, shaking cunt.
"Penny...." he choked. "Honey, go away. Go back in the bushes and play or something. Ohhhh, God, don't tell anybody about this."
"Are you going to keep watching Wanda, Daddy?"
"Go on, now," he said rather sharply.
"I-I don't want to go away, Daddy. I want to stay here and watch you play with your prick."
"What!" Ben gasped, staring at his daughter. "Where'd you learn to talk like that!"
"From Lula. She calls it all kinds of things, but mostly prick. I even watched her get fucked with Harvey Denton's prick once, and I just saw-"
"You what!"
"Lula wanted me to let him fuck his prick into me, too, but I didn't. I don't like him." She tipped her head back and let silky yellow hair fall to the side of her face as she gazed at his rampant cock. "I like you, though, Daddy. I love you."
There was a sweet smile in her warm eyes that made him suck in his breath. The implication was all too damn clear.
"I've always wondered what your prick looked like, Daddy. Every time you hold me on your lap and talk about the north woods, I can feel it moving around under my butt and trying to get into my asscrack. It feels good when that happens. That's why I wiggle around a lot. I help it."
She looked up at him with a soft, luminous gaze. "Can I sit on your lap right now, Daddy? I can take off my shorts and panties, and then you can really put it in my crack all the way. Mmmmmm, I'd like that, Daddy, wouldn't you?" she shivered.
Ben gulped and felt his scalp tingle. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, what she was offering him. Wanda cried out again, and he glanced through the window. The broom handle was imbedded in her drenched, squirming hole, and she was fucking it up and down it with her squirming meat.
"Penny, go away now," he gasped. "Wanda's calling for me, hear? I've got to go in and see what she wants."
Penny reached out and touched his arm. Her voice was soft and pleading. "You know what she wants, Daddy. But please don't. Fuck me instead, Daddy. Wanda doesn't love you any more, just like Lula. They laugh about your dream. They think it's corny. I think it's a neat dream, Daddy, and I can't wait until we're all on that big bear rug in front of the fire. Only I wish it would be just me there. Then you'd want to fuck me, and I'd let you do it all the time, Daddy, because I love you more than Mommy and Lula and Wanda all put together. Honest, I do, Daddy."
Ben stood there, unable to believe his ears. He looked his little daughter up and down. For the first time, really, he noticed how curvy she was getting, filling at the thighs, developing a pouting, tight butt, flaring hips, a pouch of puffy pussy meat right there where her tight shorts curved under her crotch.
He stared at the little lemons bumping out her T-shirt and saw the hard, fresh nipples stretching from their ends. Lemons, hell! Her tits would fill his palms and then some!
"Penny, you don't know what you're talking about," he gasped, his mouth dry and gummy. "You're just too young to talk that way to any man, let alone your own father!"
"Not any more, Daddy," she said coyly, putting her hands on her hips and swaying them coquettishly. "Anyway, Lula says that's the way you're supposed to talk."
"And your mother?" Ben whispered harshly. "What does your mother tell you to talk like, huh?"
Ben wasn't as dumb as Mavis thought he was. He hadn't missed the sudden increase in business, the way the truckers had suddenly taken to stopping at the motel. They went off the freeway for a reason. They drove down the old highway for some purpose.
It didn't take him long to figure out why. Hell, Mavis wasn't even sneaky about leaving her bedroom in the middle of the night any more. He knew she was fucking the bastards. He'd already resigned himself to the fact that she'd be needing help soon in taking care of them. Lula would be first. Eager, wiggle-assed Lula. But the bitch had better stay away from Wanda. And she'd by God better not mess with the only decent thing left in his life any more. If she started in on Penny next, he would kill her!
"Well? Your mother?" he demanded again.
"N-No, Daddy!" Penny cried softly, cowering before his sudden fury. "She doesn't say anything, Daddy-just Lula. She shows me stuff and, and...."
"What stuff!"
"Daddy, don't get mad at me," she whimpered. "I haven't done anything bad. I just wanted to learn some of those things so I could make you happy, that's all."
"Make me what?"
She nearly sobbed. "Nobody loves you any more, Daddy, and I hate that!" she cried. "Mommy's always fighting with you and making fun of you, and I-I know she doesn't make you happy any more, or she wouldn't have made you move out of the bedroom. She makes Howard and Wanda and Lula laugh at you behind your back, and I want to hit her. I just want to see you happy and-oh, Daddy, I want to be the one to make you happy, and I'm old enough now to know you'll be happiest when I let you fuck me!"
She licked her full little lips and watched his prick throb again. She pushed at the tight shorts, rolling them over her swollen, tight ass-cheeks.
"Do it now, Daddy, and I'll prove I mean it! Fuck me, Daddy, not Wanda!"
CHAPTER THREE
Ben swallowed hard. He stared with bulging eyes as little Penny squirmed and wriggled her dainty hips and showed she wasn't so little any more.
The shorts went to her knees, and her polka-dot panties went with them. The crotch was soaked with virginal pussy juice. He gazed at the peach-fuzzed mound and puffy pussy lips, quivering open for his rampant cock.
"Penny!" he gasped with a strangled sound.
"I want you to be first, Daddy. I want you to be the only one. I don't want you taking Wanda and Lula to the north woods with us-just me, Daddy, just me!"
Ben's head spun, and his cock pounded. She made it all so simple. So open and honest and uncomplicated. Nothing else mattered but that she loved him. He wanted to crush her little body to him and cover her with kisses.
He heard Wanda yell his name again. She mixed it with Howard's. He couldn't help whipping his head around and looking. Her lithe hips were lifting and shaking wildly in the midst of orgasm, and the straw part of the broom was batting up and down against the bed from the force of her pussy's contractions as she came.
He groaned and didn't know what to do. His hand squeezed his loaded cock. He wanted to rush into the cabin and give his daughter the cock she was begging for, but he didn't have the heart to betray Penny's open declaration of love to him.
God, he couldn't fuck Penny! She was so dainty, so small, still a virgin. She was still his little baby.
"Don't watch Wanda, Daddy. Watch me, instead. I know how to play with my pussy too, see?"
She stepped out of her tight shorts and spread her feet on the ground and began twirling her finger over her sweet, hairless cunt, moaning and watching him and growing hotter.
"Penny...." he choked, his eyes popping out.
He followed every movement of her tiny fingers, watching the way her puffy cunt lips jiggled and shook and gleamed with virginal juice.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-it feels good! So good!" She tipped her head back and put her other hand in back of her ass, playing with the tight, round spheres and probing at her anus with her finger. "Ohhhh, I pretend my finger's your cock, Daddy, just like when I sit in your lap and wiggle around and get it caught back there! Ohhhh, Daddy!"
She began to pant. Her tight tits heaved up and down inside the T-shirt, and he had a fierce desire to lift the garment and see them and feel them and suck his lips around the spiked virginal nipples.
He groaned and jacked his cock faster and faster, feeling his balls draw up and get ready for a spurting, hot explosion. "Ohhhh, that's nice, Penny," he choked. "You really learned how to play with your sweet little pussy."
"That's not all, Daddy," she panted. "I can suck, too!"
Ben gagged and nearly lost his load. Now that was different! "Y-You do? You mean suck a prick? Did one of Lula's boyfriends teach you that?"
"No, Daddy, not a boyfriend. I sucked Lula's cunt and made her come after she did mine and showed me how. Ohhhh, did it feel good! Daddy, would you-do you think you'd like...."
Ben's prick jerked wildly in his fist. He couldn't keep from licking his lips as he stared at the pink, bald, sweetly honeyed meat of her virginal twat. The top of his scalp was aflame. He was hollering, Yes! Yes! inside his head, but he couldn't get over the shock of all that was happening-not in a dream, but for real.
Penny's eyes went soft and liquid, and he hadn't known such innocent, uncomplicated sensuality in a long, long time. "I want to sit in your lap right here in my crack, and I want your arms around me. And out here, where nobody's looking at us, you can put your hands on my tits and squeeze them, the way I saw you do to Mommy that time she got mad."
Ben shuddered and glanced through the window. Wanda was sliding the broom handle out of her sopping cunt, the shaft dark and dripping with her juice. She heaved her hips and shot her legs into the air and started masturbating again, still babbling for a prick.
Before he knew what happened next, Penny had backed her tight little butt against his middle. She stood on her toes so that the underside of his straining cock fitted tightly in her deep, soft asscrack.
"Ohhhh, Daddy," she moaned. "That feels so good!" She tipped her head back and gazed over her shoulder at him with more love than he'd seen from anyone for a long time.
She nearly purred. She pulled his hands around her little body and placed them over her tight tits. and wriggled fluidly. He nearly shot his wad up her back.
He looked through the window again at the womanly body of his oldest daughter as she tossed around on the bed in terrible heat, and he felt the sweet, satiny child's body against him so full of love and so needing the return of it.
He couldn't destroy this moment with Penny. Wanda was calling for him, but there was no telling what she would do if he went in and tried to fuck her.
He reached down and unbuckled his pants and let them drop. Penny giggled. "Your fuzz tickles my butt, Daddy," she said. He groaned softly and hoped he would be able to forgive himself later.
He slipped his hands under her T-shirt. He felt the tight, conical buds of her tits, the hard nipples. She squealed happily and pushed her chest into his hands, wriggling her soft butt around his cock at the same time, dipping up and down on her toes so that the shaft rode through the satiny cleft between her cheeks.
"Ohhhh, Daddy!" she gasped heatedly, her tits seeming to swell with another year's growth into his hands right on the spot. "Ohhhh, put it in me, Daddy! Fuck my pussy with your prick! Ohhhh, I want it!"
"Penny! Oh, baby-it'll hurt, honey! I can't do that!"
"I don't care! I don't care! Fuck me!"
She rose high on her toes and reached between her firm, silky thighs and fingered around his balls. She found the thick root of his cock and pulled forward.
His prickhead bore into the deep, satiny cleft of her ass-cheeks and then bumped over her puckered, pink ass-hole. It popped under her crotch and shot forward, the shaft sliding under the silky flesh at the bottom of her juice-slick crotch.
She came down and clamped her thighs tightly together, imprisoning his heated, jerking prick. She squeezed her butt cheeks tightly around the beating root and groaned.
"Ohhhh, it's right there, Daddy!" she cried shakily, her slim hips pumping back and forth. Her honey-slick flesh rode along the top of his shaft from root to glans.
"Oh, God!" he cried tightly, feeling her firm globes massage all over his lower belly and around his root.
"Daddy, look! It's sticking out! It looks like I have a big prick growing right out of my pussy!"
She jiggled her clit with her fingertips and shivered. Then she wrapped her small fingers around the front half of his prick, fondling the fire-red glans and jacking it as if it were her own.
"Ahhhhhh, God!" he choked, looking over her shoulder, seeing the hard jut of her sweet tits, the bright-pink nipples, the bald little mound and sweet cleft. Her red clit protruded from the top, and his scarlet cock shafted from the bottom of it.
"Does it feel good, Daddy?" she asked heatedly.
"Ahhhh, yes!" He couldn't stop fucking back and forth inside the folds of her juicy cunt lips and the tight circle of her fingers.
"Oh, I'm so glad, Daddy! That's what I wanted-to make you feel good, to make you happy! Ohhhh, it feels good to me, too, Daddy!"
She used both hands to open her pussy lips as wide as she could and then wrap them around his prick like an oiled blanket of silk. She moved with him, and the nose of his prick swam through the puffy folds of her slippery, warm flesh, throbbing threateningly.
Ben couldn't stop himself. He began to pant in earnest. After jacking off for release for so long, the feel of sweet pussy flesh around his cock was too much to resist, even if it was his baby daughter's cunt about to make him come.
It was Mavis's fault, too. He couldn't take all the blame. She had to take part of it for cutting him off and being such a bitch.
He groaned and fucked up against her tight butt and held her tightly, one arm around her waist, where his fingers could fondle her straining, virginal clit and diddle in the sweet folds of her bald pussy, the other one cupping her young tits and pulling at the pink, spiked nipples.
"Daddy, I'm going to come!" she cried suddenly. "Ohhhh, your, prick is so soft and hard at the same time. It feels so good rubbing against my cunny, and your finger is tickling me to pieces!"
"I know, I know, honey!" he gasped.
"Ohhhh, I wish I could sit in your lap this way all the time, Daddy! I wouldn't care if Mommy caught on and got mad. It'd serve her right to get mad for not making you happy any more!"
She went slack suddenly and tipped her head back and looked at him soulfully. "I feel all tingly, Daddy. Ohhhh, I think it's going to happen real quick!"
"Me too, Penny-me too!" he gasped.
As if knowing exactly what her father wanted her to do, Penny smeared her fingers over her draining, slippery pussy and then wrapped them around his exposed cockhead and jacked him hard and fast.
"Like this, Daddy? like this?"
"Ahhhhh, yes, honey-yes!" he cried. "Ohhhh, what a sweet little girl!"
"I don't want to be a little girl, Daddy. I want to be a big girl. I want to be big enough so that you'll fuck your prick into my pussy next time and come inside me!"
His emotions spun. His balls drew up and rumbled. He couldn't help wondering what her virginal tunnel of silk would feel like on the inside if it felt like this on the outside.
"Ohhhh, Daddy, you're making me-oh, I'm going to come! It's like a big bubble inside me all ready to pop! Ohhhh, I can feel my cunny stretching and quivering and getting all wet inside! Daddy! Daddy, your prick is jumping all around in my hand! Ohhhhh, it's spurting! Daddy, you're coming! Oh, wonderful Daddy, happy Daddy!"
Ben couldn't hold it any longer. All shame and embarrassment shot out the tip of his prick in a thick, white stream. His balls shook and rattled. He fucked up against the firm, caressing buttocks and felt them clench tightly as Penny began to come, too.
Her fist pumped up and down his cock, bumping into the mouth of her shuddering twat with wet sounds. She gave a little squeal and shook all over, her tits sprouting into his hand, her clit shivering in the gentle circle of his tugging fingers.
His sperm blew from his prick and sprayed the side of the cabin, the load dripping downward toward the thirsty ground. He gasped and staggered and nearly fell over as his ass leg gave under the strain.
They thudded against the side of the cabin and spun halfway around. Penny didn't stop jacking him. She didn't know when to stop, and a little thing like falling over wasn't going to make her stop now that she was making her daddy happy.
Sensations screamed through Ben, nearly painful in intensity. She wriggled her butt against him and kept at it, wanting to come again herself, begging him not to stop pulling at her clit and fingering her suddenly flooded cunt meat.
He did it for her, swirling his fingers around and around, over her clit, through her bloated, juicy lips, pressing against her virginal twat hole.
He heard her squeal and felt her shiver again and again, and he wondered how many times she would have to come before she got enough.
He suddenly wished it were all over. Now that he'd done it, she was going to be after him again and again, wanting him to fuck her. He should have sent her away and risked hurting her feelings. That would have put an end to it.
Now that he'd dropped his load, there was a sticky feeling inside him. The immensity of what he'd done with his daughter began to open up before his mind. If he spurned her after this, she might turn from him and tell Mavis, and then his ass would be in a real jam.
If he did fuck her, actually popping her cherry and running to the back of her tiny cunt and filling her with paternal sperm, filling her little box so fuli it would drool out backwards and bathe his balls-what kind of creep would that make him?
He heard Penny whimper and cry out gleefully as she came again, her satiny twat shivering around his shaft one more time. He groaned inwardly. Little daughter or not, it would feel terrific to fuck her. And she wanted it. Hell, did she want him to! It was her idea to replace her mother and become his lover, not his daughter.
And it was Mavis's fault anyway, wasn't it?
He agonized inwardly over this new situation and didn't hear the gasp of surprise. But he heard Wanda's cry of alarm and shock when she came to the window to see what all the thumping and banging was about.
"Daddy! What are doing to Penny! My God, my God!" She put her hand to her sodden pussy and jiggled it. "Ohhhh, Daddy...."
* * *
Mavis looked up from the figures she was entering in the ledger and frowned toward the open window. She listened for a moment longer, then decided it had been a coyote howling or something.
She closed the ledger and gave a big stretch, arching her back and curling her arms and thrusting her big tits out so far the mesh bra over them nearly burst.
She yawned and lifted one sweat-stuck cheek from the seat of the chair and then the other, feeling the smooth, rolling motions her hips made and the way her pussy lips slid together moistly inside her panties.
She smiled smugly, thinking of the figures she'd just entered. Things were getting better. Now that the word was out among the truckers, she was getting more than she could handle alone in the way of business. And fucking.
She flicked the end of her nipple sticking through the bra and shivered with satisfaction. By God, it was saying something when those truckers came this far out of their way to stay at the Hickock Resort. It said more for the way she was running the place than for the way that spineless, dreaming, gimp-legged, limp-pricked, ball-and-a-half bastard she was still married to had run it.
She cupped her tit fully and moaned. Of course, maybe the free fucks she gave them had something to do with it. Not really free. But she hadn't heard any of them gripe about paying double the price for half the accommodations when she went into one of the cabins and spread her pussy open and let them stare into her red, quivering cunt and then fuck her hard. She let them think they were getting it free, and that's what counted.
Her pussy squirmed inside, and a dollop of juice oozed slowly into the crotch of her panties. She shivered as she remembered the rough bastard last night. He'd had tattoos on his thighs. He'd fucked her up the wall, blasting her cunt full again and again, until the stuff was running out backwards.
Even sucking him off twice and drinking his cum down hadn't stopped him. When he'd started playing at her ass and bumping his hard prick between her cheeks to fuck her butt, she'd known he was going to last all night and that she wouldn't get away to fuck the guy in cabin eight. That was when she'd made him stop long enough to let her go get Lula.
Mavis spread her thighs in the chair and shoved her hand into her panties, running her finger into her wet hole and swirling it around. She thought about her daughters. She'd been thinking about them for some time, knowing that if business kept picking up she wouldn't be able to squat her pussy down over all the hard pricks all by herself.
Running the resort the new way would call for some help, just like last night. There'd never been any question in her mind which daughter she would call first.
Lula took after her mother all the way, from her light hair to her full lips and big tits and wiggly ass and slobbering cunt lips. And she hadn't hesitated a minute when Mavis had told her to go fuck the trucker in cabin eight last night.
Wanda, now-that was different. She took after Ben, with her dark hair and slim body and her goddamn hang-up about sex. Mavis jabbed her finger into her pussy with a touch of anger, as if ramming it into Wanda's willowy body.
That kid was going to have to come around real soon. She was a natural for fucking, all slim and elegant-looking. The truckers would go nuts over her. She'd give the place a touch of real class.
But she didn't fuck! The town boys couldn't get anywhere with Wanda after that desert tramp raped her three years ago. What she needed was a guy with a big prick who would show her fucking was.. . .
Mavis thought about her son suddenly. His image flashed into her mind, and she took a hard look at it, her thoughts turning. God, he was a pretty boy! At fifteen, Howard had the prick of a stud stallion and the youth to keep it hard all night long, fucking and drooling and squirting into one slippery pussy after the other.
As soon as she thought of him, Mavis knew that Howard would be her solution. Wanda and Howard were close. With the right kind of encouragement, he could bring her out of her stupid hang-up, and then it would be a small step from letting Howard fuck her to letting any prick slip into her willowy body.
"Ohhhh, God," she moaned softly, stretching her firm legs apart, tipping her hot pussy up into her massaging hand. "I wouldn't mind letting Howard fuck me, either!"
Immediately, another thought came to her mind. The night before last, right when Buzz Kidrick had been reaming out her pussy, his arms hooked under her thighs so that her pussy rocked up and down his spurting shaft, Buzz had said something about his wife.
"Rhoda's catchin' on Mavis. She wonders why I don't drive the four hours to home at the end of the run instead of stoppin' off. Says she's gonna come with me next trip, and I can't talk her out of it. This fuck's gonna have to last a damn long time, baby."
"Then pour it into me, Buzz! Oh, shit, that's a shame. You're one of the best fuckers I've got, honey. I wait from week to week for you to come back and ram that beautiful cock into me."
She'd smoothed her hand over his face and rocked her silken cunt up and down his shaft, then cupped his ass with both hands and pulled him all the way into her body. Right at the last, she'd screwed her stiff finger up his ass-hole, making his wad blow violently into her sucking pussy until he'd collapsed into a whimpering heap on top of her.
Her pussy spasmed around her finger as she remembered it. Then it spasmed again.
What the hell! Let Rhoda tag along! Let all the Rhodas and the female truckers besides come tagging along! Howard could fuck all their sopping, horny cunts for them!
There was a clump on the porch outside. She peered through the window and saw her son slump on the wooden chair in the shade and mop his brow.
Her finger moved lazily inside her cunt, and a slow, twitching smile came over her full lips.
"Howard, honey-come in here a minute. I want you to see something."
She opened the ledger book to a random page and pretended to be interested in it. Howard came in, quickly averting his eyes from her protruding nipple and looking toward the ledger. He went toward her hesitantly, wiping his palms on his cutoffs, licking his lips.
"What is it, Mom?" he asked. Then, when he could see past the ledger into her lap, he stopped up short and gasped. "Mom...." lit choked.
Mavis glanced down at her body as if wondering what was bothering him. Her tits thrust against the mesh bra. Her knuckles bumped out her panties as she moved her finger slowly around in her pussy. The mesh material of them was stretched so thin that blonde pubes curled up through the weaving.
"What's the matter, darling? You've seen me in my panties and bra before." She smiled slyly at him and kept working her finger in and out and around inside her dripping cunt.
She loved the look on his handsome face right then. His eyes were bulging slightly. His lips quivered. Fresh sweat had popped out on his forehead. And there was a big bulge growing in the crotch of his cutoffs. Oh, he was a beautiful, horny boy!
"Ohhhh," she moaned softly, watching him closely.
He worked his mouth. His cock strained at his pants. He squeezed his legs together and turned his hips slightly as if to hide his growing erection, but he couldn't take his eyes from her leaky cunt and the sounds it was making.
"W-What did you want to-to show me, Mom?" he choked finally.
"What do you want to see, Howard?" she cooed with a permissive sound. "Do you like what you see now? Do you want to watch me, darling? All the way?"
"All the way what, Mom?" he gasped squeakily.
"You know perfectly well what, honey. Don't act so innocent with your mommy." She swirled her hand over her pussy in an open way and lifted her hips and moaned again. "Ohhhh, that feels so good I can't stop, darling. I don't want to stop. You don't want me to stop, do you, Howard?"
"W-Why are you doing that, Mom? Why did you call me...." He moved his mouth but was unable to finish.
"I'm doing it because it feels good, honey. Don't you ever play with your prick and jack it off until your legs quiver and you shoot all over your belly?"
"Aw, Mom...." he groaned, his cock jutting like a hammer handle from his crotch and tenting his pants.
She laughed lightly. "Don't lie to your mother, Howard. I know you do. You'd like to jack off right now with me, wouldn't you."
"Mom!"
"Mmmmmm, my pussy's getting so hot and wet, Howard! Ohhhh, darling, go over there on the couch and do it with me, Howard! Let me watch you jack off!"
"Aw, Mom!" he cried. He grabbed his crotch and danced around in a fit of agony.
"Have you ever fucked a girl, honey? Tell me the truth, now. It's all right-I want to know. Have you?"
"No," he squeaked.
"Ohhhh, what a waste! Any girl would love to have a handsome, strong boy like you slide that hard cock into her pussy and fuck her and fuck her! Wouldn't you like that, darling?"
"Uh-huh!" he gasped, squeezing and pulling at his crotch as if he couldn't wait to run off to the bathroom and jack his cock to fiery eruption.
"What if I said you could, Howard? What if I said it was all right for you to sink that spurting, horny prick of yours all the way into Wanda's sweet pussy!"
"Mom!" he cried.
"What's the matter? I thought you liked Wanda. Didn't you tell me once you thought she was the prettiest girl you ever saw? Honey, you know you'd love to fuck her!"
"Mom-Wanda's my sister!"
"Well, so what? She wants fucking just as much as you do, honey. And I know Wanda-likes you as much as you like her. If it's like that between you, darling then...."
She let her voice trail off, letting his mind finish the sentence. He shivered. His hand squeezed and pulled at his crotch, and he licked his lips over and over.
She lowered her voice to an intimate whisper. "Come here, Howard. Come closer. Stand right over here beside Mommy."
He looked at her, his eyes big and round. She had rolled the mesh panties down enough so that her twat was uncovered. She spread her thighs slightly and made her finger slide up and down her pink, wet gap and around the puffy, slick lips.
He came closer. He stared down at her revealed slit and saw the way her clit was erect and red and quivering.
"Do you want to fuck Mommy right now, darling?" she asked softly. "You're looking at my hot pussy. Wouldn't you like to have your trembling cock where my finger is right now? Look, Howard. Watch my finger. Mmmmmm, see it slip right into my silky hole! Ohhhh, baby, wouldn't you just love for that to be your hot prick? Wouldn't you love to sink it into Mommy's warm, slippery pussy and just let it go off all over inside me and come and come?"
"Ahhhhhgh!" he croaked, bucking his hips, looking ready to strangle.
"Howard, did you?" she demanded. "Did you come in your pants just then?"
"Ahhhh, God! Almost, Mom! God, I almost did! God, you shouldn't say things like that, Mom!"
Mavis let out a small sigh of relief. She wasn't finished with him yet. She watched the way his rigid prick jerked and throbbed inside his cutoffs and couldn't help the way her cunt was squirming fitfully inside.
"Then say it, Howard," she urged intimately. "I want to hear you say it. If you don't say anything, then do you know what's going to happen? I'm having to have to stick my finger up my pussy and make myself come, and you're going to have to push off to the bathroom and wet your hand with your big load. Neither one of us will have much un that way, sweetie. So, tell Mommy the truth. Wouldn't you like me to slip my panties off and open my pussy lips wide and let you sink your hot Mick all the way up me?"
"Yes!" he cried. "God, yes!" He shook his cock and balls furiously with his cupping hand, and his face went slack.
"Howard! You stop doing that this instant! If you're going to fuck me, then you've got to learn to have some self-control. That goes for any girl. A yearning pussy wants your cream flooding into it, not all over it."
He yanked his hand away and shivered. "I-I can't hold it, Mom!"
"Yes, you can!" she said sharply.
Very slowly, he stopped shaking. His breathing slowed to a harsh pant as he regained control, but his face contorted slightly as if his balls ached fiercely.
"I know you must think Mommy's teasing you, darling, but I'm not. You said you wanted to fuck me, and I'm going to reward that honest answer," she said softly, spreading her cunt lips under his eyes with the tips of her fingers, making her big pussy muscle contract and quiver enticingly. "You can fuck Mommy, darling-just as soon as you answer one question for me."
"W-What?" he croaked.
"You said you wouldn't fuck your sister, as if that would make you a bad boy, or something. Why is slipping your prick into Wanda's pussy any worse than wanting to come hard in mine?"
She reached out with a hand and nestled it, palm up, between his thighs, cupping his swollen balls. Howard began to weave. His mouth opened and closed, and he stared down at her ballooning tits and the spiked nipple poking through her bra and the way her finger swirled slowly around the mouth of her dripping, silky pussy.
"I-I guess ... it's about the same, Mom," he groaned.
"Of course, it is, darling," she said gently. "One's no worse than the other? But I don't think either one is bad. There's nothing wrong with a horny brother wanting to fuck his sweet sister. Or his hot mother. You and Wanda have some funny notion about that. Lula talks all the time about how much she wants to fondle your hard prick and suck on it and squeeze her slippery pussy all around it until you come and come in her."
"You know?" he choked.
"Of course, I know, honey. Lula doesn't hide anything from Mommy. She knows there's nothing to be afraid of."
"God, she's after me all the time!"
"I don't blame her, sweetie. I'm after you myself right now, but you don't think Mommy's horrible for it, do you?"
"N-No, Mom."
"You see, then? There's nothing wrong with it. I just know Wanda would squeal and shiver and come all over around your prick if you fucked her with it. You could teach her plenty and help her get over her problem with boys, Howard. Once you knew how yourself," she smiled slyly.
"Know ... how?" he gasped.
"Sure, sweetie. You have to learn. And I'm going to teach you, right now. What are mommies or, if not to teach their children?"
She reached up and opened his belt, his pants, and his fly. She slid his shorts down his quivering flanks, undressing him as if he were a little boy again, and he stood there and let her.
His cock bounded free, jutting up into her face. "Ohhhh, Howard!" she cried. "It's a beautiful prick!"
She ran her eyes over it. The head was smooth and tight and velvety, throbbing with youth, the eye gleaming with a drop of clear oil. She ran the tips of her fingers down the shaft into his fuzz and slid them under his hard, packed balls.
"Mom!" he squeaked. "Ohhhh, God!"
"Oh, Howard! Wanda will love being fucked by your prick! Lula, too! Even little Penny! Wouldn't you like to play with Penny's hairless little pussy, Howard?"
"Mom, stop! I'm gonna come!"
"Not yet! Howard, not yet!"
"I can't help it! Christ, I'm gonna explode! Mom, I can't stop! Mom, quick!"
His hips jerked back and forth, and his young, hard buttocks clenched tightly. His balls became ball bearings in her palm, and his prick pulsed wildly. Mavis knew she wouldn't be able to stop him a second time.
"Honey, you're too hot! I'm going to suck it off and cool you down a little before you fuck me!"
"Mom!"
"Don't hold back, sweetie. Just as soon as you feel my warm mouth sliding down over your prick and my tongue rolling around it and sliding up and down the shaft, you just fuck it all the way into my soft throat and let it all go!"
"Ahhhhhgh! Not in your mouth, Mom!" he squeaked. "I can't! I can't!" He reached for the bucking shaft, ready to give it the final touch of his hand and spew his sperm all over the place.
"Howard, I want you to do that! Do just what Mommy tells you to, Howard! Come in Mommy's mouth, darling! Come hard! Come all you want and get that first big one off!"
She flung her legs open on either side of him and pulled him toward her with them. He fell with straight arms against the back of the chair and his jerking cock bounding right into her face.
She wrapped her hand around the stiff, wild prick and felt her cunt lips flutter wildly. He was an exciting, beautiful boy, and she couldn't wait to get that hard cock deep in her cunt. She wet her soft lips and pursed them into a moist circle and slid them down over his cock.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned in the back of her throat.
"Ahhhhhhgh, Mom! I'm gonna come!"
Oil seeped through the pulsing eye at the tip and coated her tongue, making it slide frictionlessly all around his glans and his veined shaft. She felt the pulsing throbs against the tight circle of her lips and inside her mouth, and she heard his high-pitched squeal of orgasm.
She sucked and drew on her son's virginal young prick, feeling how his orgasm started but was still dry. The load was down there, but he was too scared to let it go in her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, using her tongue to strip the underside of his bucking, swollen prick. He screamed again, and then she knew he just couldn't hold it back any more.
"I'm sorry, Mom!" he cried.
She raked his young ass-cheeks with her nails and cupped them and pulled his prick into her mouth until it was throbbing at the back of her throat. He bucked again, and the flood came gushing into her, warm and sweet and creamy.
His cock spurted and blew, and she worked her throat steadily, trying to keep up with the full flow. But she couldn't. His sperm soon filled her mouth and then began drooling from her lips, running down her chin and dripping into the hollow between her shaking, swollen tits.
Her opened cunt quivered and shook, and she nearly banged off herself, without even being touched or fucked.
"Yaaaaaaagh!" Howard wailed, fucking into her mouth all the way, until her lips were nibbling at his pubes.
Mavis drew and sucked, wanting more and more of her son's sweet cream. She arched her chest until her spiked nipples punched against his belly and screamed with sensation. She ran her tongue around and around the shaft of his slippery cock until he was whimpering with agony.
She finally let him pull his prick from her mouth. She lapped along the underside, licking the sperm from it, making it jerk and quiver.
"Ohhhhh, Howard," she moaned, her pussy shivering, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Honey, you're still as hard as a bar of iron!"
"I-I know, Mom! It's always like that! Once it gets up, it takes forever to go down!"
He looked at her. He looked ashamed. His prick throbbing and shook another drop of sperm from the tip. He looked at the trail of sperm down her chin and in the corners of her mouth.
"God, Mom-I didn't mean to ... I couldn't help doing it!"
"Howard, stop that," she chided softly. "I told you I wanted you to come in my mouth. You loved it, didn't you?"
"Ohhhhh, yes!"
"Then I want you to do something for me right now, all right?"
"Anything, Mom!"
His cock pounded in her hand. Her pussy watered shamelessly, and it was all she could do to keep from lifting her hot twat up around his shaft and fucking herself into a shuddering climax. But his lessons came first.
"Women like that too, you know, darling."
"Like what, Mom?"
"Being sucked. Darling, I want you to suck my pussy now. We took the edge off you, and now we have to take it off Mommy. If I let you fuck me right now, the way I feel inside, I'll come the moment you slip your prick into my shivering pussy, and we don't want that. We want to have a nice, slow, lingering fuck. That's the only way you can learn all about it. Besides...."
She stopped to shiver. The thoughts of that beautiful young prick going and going inside her cunt made her slightly jealous of the women who would soon be breaking down the cabins to get inside them overnight for a stab from his hard prick.
"Come on, sweetie, let's go over to Mommy's bed, and I'll teach you how to suck Wanda's pretty pussy so wonderfully that she won't be able to refuse you."
She stood up. Howard weaved slightly. He looked at his mother's lush body and couldn't quite believe what had just happened and was about to happen some more.
Mavis didn't give him a chance to think about it. She guided him through the doorway into the big bedroom at the back of the office.
She sat him on the edge of the bed. His cock jutted from his lap. She stood before him and hooked her thumbs into the waist of her panties, rolling them the rest of the way down her firm thighs and off her feet.
She spread her legs, opening her blonde-furred cunt to his eyes. She canted her pelvis forward and reached behind her back to strip the mesh bra off her tits and over her head. The big globes bounced and jiggled, and he stared at them, too.
She moaned softly and turned for him, letting his eyes take in the full roundness of her shapely ass. She hefted her cheeks in her palms and felt her ass-hole tingle and pucker with anticipation. God, was he going to get some lessons this afternoon!
Mavis slid onto her back in bed. "Ohhhh, come on, sweetie-give Mommy a hot sucking and make her come hard. Wouldn't you like to make your mommy come and come and warm her up before you fuck her?"
"Y-Yes, Mom," he gasped.
"Do you think you can wait a little longer before sinking your prick into this warm, slippery pussy?" she asked, lifting her legs and parting her knees, showing the wet maw to him.
"I think so, Mom," he choked, his cock pounding again.
"Patience, Howard-you have to learn patience when you're fucking a woman."
She swept her hand down her belly and slid her fingers through her sticky, drenched cunt meat. She rocked her pelvis up and moaned, making her vaginal mouth suck and pulse before his rapt gaze.
Then she cupped her big tits, rolling them and squeezing them, making the nipples pop out hard and rubbery and stiff.
"Come, my sweet boy," she moaned.
She guided his head between her parted thighs. He knelt there with his bone-hard cock shivering and stared into her pink, wet depths. She parted her cunt lips with her fingertips again and slopped around in her cunt.
Then she lifted her knees all the way back to her tits, rolling her butt up, spreading her whole crotch open to him.
"There, darling-that's what a woman looks like under there. Isn't it exciting? See how soft and quivery my pussy lips are? See my ass-hole suck in and out for you? God, darling, you've made Mommy so hot! Tell me, Howard-isn't it wonderful to make your mommy wet and hot for your hard prick?"
"Ohhhhh, God," he moaned.
She ran her finger down her drenched slit and slid it into her cunt hole, making her big pussy muscle clamp around it and suck. She drew it out again and smeared her honey all over her wet gap.
"Mmmmm, if you can make your Mommy so hot, just think what you can make Wanda feel like. I've had lots of cock up my pussy, but your sister hasn't had any to speak of. Think how ready she'll be. Look at my pussy down there and imagine it's your sister's, honey. Think how she'll be dripping all over as if she had a bubbling spring inside her, and it'll be all for you, Howard!"
Howard groaned and licked his dry lips as if thirsting for a long drink from her well. He jacked his cock openly with his fist and groaned again, seeming to hesitate.
"What do you want to do right now, Howard?" Mavis asked, weaving her open bottom from side to side. "What would you like to do with Mommy's hot pussy right now?"
"I-I want to fuck it!" he choked.
"Don't you want to do something else first, honey? Wouldn't you like to get a closer look and see up inside? Don't you want to smell it and tast it and wallow in all that sopping silk?"
"Ahhhhgh-yes!" he cried. "Mom, yes!"
"Then do it, Howard-do it!"
She reached between her thighs and tangled her fingers in his hair. She couldn't stand much more of this horsing around. She pulled forward, flinging her legs wide and then clamping her soft thighs about his head. She lifted her running crotch and felt his face against her shaking meat.
"Eeeeeee!" she cried heatedly. "That's it, honey, that's-no, no, suck it! Lick my cunt! Run your tongue inside and all over and around and-oh, God, Howard! Yes! My clit! There! Ohhhhh, suck it between your lips and ... yaaaagh! I'm going to come! Ohhhh, you beautiful boy, you're making Mommy come!"
Mavis tossed her head and hips, wrenching around in wild spasms. She pressed her son's face against her sopping cunt and felt his exploring tongue stab inside her hole, lick around her gushing lips, shiver over her straining, pounding clit.
Her whole bottom shuddered under his face, lifting and swinging, presenting every sensitive nook and cranny to his thrusting tongue. He rimmed her ass-hole and plunged in deep, marveling over the rubbery quality of her anal ring.
All hesitancy left him. He gathered his mother's butt cheeks in his hands and held them tightly and plowed into her pussy with his face, drinking from her running hole as if from a two-handled cup.
Mavis couldn't hold back. She was stunned by how quickly he'd learned. He was a natural! She heaved and felt her pussy tunnel open wide.
She gripped Howard's head and held his open mouth against her shuddering cunt and blew her orgasm into it.
"Yaaaaaaagh!" she bellowed, heaving and writhing as if the best cunt-sucker in the world were doing her, instead of her fledgling son.
She nearly blacked out. Words came out as strangled sounds. The ceiling swam before her eyes, and images with it. She saw how it was going to be at the resort from now on. She and Lula would fuck the men. Howard would fuck the women. He would teach Wanda and Penny to love fucking too, and they would all fuck and fuck and fuck-and make tons of money!
Hickock Family Spa, she would call it. Fun for the whole family and the whole family for fun! Then she could wrap Ben up in a goddamn snowball and throw him all the way up north and out of her life forever!
He wouldn't have any choice this time. He couldn't hang around like the last time "because of the kids". They were older now. They soon wouldn't be his any more, hanging on his godamn stupid dream. Lula was already weaned from it. Howard would be in a week. Then Wanda. Then Penny. She'd already had an offer for Penny from one of the truckers. A hundred bucks. But Penny had to come out of her first experience loving it so that she'd want more and more. Howard could do it that way Howard could . . .
"Mom?" she heard.
She broke off her thoughts. She saw her beautiful son wiping juice from his face. It was in his eyebrows and everywhere. His cock pounded violently and leaked oil.
"Mom, I want to fuck you!" he gasped.
"Ohhhhh, yes, baby-yes!" she cried, spreading her legs again, locking them around his young, ready hips and lifting her pussy high.
He looked down at the way her open pussy ran with juice and quivered wantonly. There was an expression of awe on his face. He ran his hand over the opened gash exploringly.
"Are-are you sure it's all right, Mom?" he shivered.
"All right! Howard, I can hardly wait to feel your hot prick fucking into Mommy's cunt!"
She reached down and grabbed his prick and aimed it toward her shaking hole. Howard groaned and went slack, following the pull on his prick. The swollen glans nosed into the silky folds and smeared oil over them, mixing with the honey pouring from inside.
"So hot, Mom!" he cried. "So satiny and slick and-ohhhhh, God! I'm fucking! My cock is fucking your cunt, Mom! Ahhhhhgh, it's so much tighter than Miss Sugar!"
"Miss Sugar!" Mavis cried. "Ohhhhh, you poor darling. Have you been fucking Miss Sugar?"
"Yes, Mom...." he choked with embarrassment.
Mavis pictured it. The big stupid nag with her tail lifted and her twat lips shivering. Then she nearly cried out with glee. Kinky! For the kinky ones! Even Miss Sugar would fuck with them!
"Ohhhhh, I think that's wonderful, Howard!" she cried, flexing her legs around his butt, making his cock run and run into her sodden pussy.
She lifted up and cried out again, feeling the thick, sweet length of it entering her body. "Ohhhhh, fuck me, Howard-fuck Mommy hard!"
He fell on her, grinding and moaning. His ramrod cock pressed into every convolution of her spasming tunnel and felt the silken flesh squeeze back as if begging for another thrust. It had never been that way with Miss Sugar's big warm cunt.
"Ahhhhh, Mom!" he cried.
"Honey, honey! What a fucker! What a cock!"
Her muscles spasmed and shook and quivered. She pulled on his rigid shaft with her vaginal flesh and felt her tits jut up into his hard young chest.
She opened her mouth and made her lips slack and moist. She pulled her son's face to hers and kissed his mouth fully, writhing under him with all the heat in her lustful body.
"Mom-Mom!" .Howard gasped, more shocked by the way his mother kissed him than by the fact that she was letting him fuck her.
"Ohhhhh, kiss me, darling-kiss me while you fuck me and squeeze my tits in your hands! Take me, Howard! Do anything you want to with me and make me come!"
Her mouth opened against his again. Her tongue thrust between his lips, shocking him once more. His prick bucked and jerked in the depths of her silken, hot cunt.
"MomI'm going to come already," he gasped.
"It's all right, darling-do it! Come hard! Fill Mommy's pussy with your hot sperm! Ohhhhh, we don't have to stop fucking just because you come, darling! Do it!"
His fingers tightened over her tits. His hands swept under her back and held her ass-cheeks. He cupped them and lifted her wet, slobbering pussy up around his ready shaft, and he fucked all the way into the back of the hole he'd pushed from fifteen years ago.
"Yaaaaaaaaagh!". he bellowed harshly.
Mavis felt it. All the way to the back of her cunt, she felt the throbbing and pulsing of her son's orgasming prick. She felt the rushing wash of his bolting sperm that made her pussy doubly slippery and syrupy, and she felt herself racing toward her own peak.
"Mom! I came in you, Mom!" Howard wailed, half sobbing against the side of her neck, mashing his chest against the tits he used to suck so freely.
"Ohhh, you sure did, honey," she gasped. "And pretty soon you're going to come in Wanda-and in Lula and Penny and all kinds of women and girls! But right now, darling-ohhhhh, right now, finish off your horny, hot Mom!"
She switched her hips under him, pulling on his prick with her silken muscles, stretching him to full length inside her watering, juice-filled cunt.
Howard looked down at his mother and saw how she was gasping and twitching, pleading in a special way with him. A sense of power came over him. It was something new, something heady he'd never felt before. He'd fucked his load into a woman's cunt. He was no longer a boy. He was a man.
"I'm fucking you, Mom," he whispered huskily, pumping his hips with a new rhythm. "Feel that big prick in there? Feel it fucking your hot cunt?"
"OHhhhh, yes, darling!"
"I've got another load in my balls, Mom, and I'm going to fuck it into you. God, I've got ten more loads in them, and you're going to get them all before I'm finished."
Mavis couldn't stop the small smile that came to her lips. He was changed. She'd done it. Even as she rose to orgasm, she knew she'd done it.
"Ohhhhh, then fuck them all into me, darling-all ten of them!"
Mavis let her pussy attack his cock. He stayed with her like a pro, riding her and ramming and grinding his cock into her shivering hole. They rocked and plunged together until the bed scooted an inch more across the floor and began to knock into the wall.
"Ohhhhh, honey! You're going to make Mommy come again!" she cried wildly. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me! I'm coming! Howard, I'm coming!"
"Me too, Mom!" he wailed, his cock thudding heavily inside her sucking cunt. "Here it comes!"
The noise was terrible. The headboard banged into the wall with a steady rhythm as his prick plunged and plowed. Mavis lifted her hips with a sudden spasm and shook her pussy around his prick and yelled.
"Eeeeee!" The sound ripped from her throat. Her ass-cheeks clenched tightly and made her anus quiver. Her big pussy muscle sucked and pulled and stripped another big wad of sperm from the depths of her son's balls.
"Yaaaah! We're coming together, Mom! Ohhhh, I can feel your pussy getting tight and quivery and spasming all around my hot, spurting prick! God, it's wonderful! Fucking is wonderful! Ahhhhhgh!"
They clutched tightly and ground their hips together, his cock hosing into her pussy again, and her sucking cunt seeming to try to draw him back up into her body to the place where he'd started.
They didn't hear the door open. They didn't hear the gasp of heat that followed as Lula stood there in the doorway and rubbed sleepy eyes and looked again.
She watched her brother's taut buttocks churn and clench and spasm with each jet of sperm he hosed into his mother's upturned, eager pussy.
Lula moaned softly and shivered. She licked her lips. She couldn't keep from slipping her hand over her tits and down her belly to her pussy.
She lifted the hem of the nightie she'd slipped on and spread her legs, leaning against the door jamb. She began masturbating hard, feeling the quick fire leap to her cunt, as if the night with the trucker and the big orgasm with Wanda had left her hotter than ever.
She groaned and staggered toward the bed, her hand between her legs, jiggling and swirling around in her pussy meat.
She could see what had been making all the thumping noise against the wall. It was the headboard. It still banged. It had awakened her from her deep sleep. Then she'd heard the wild moans of lust coming through the wall.
She'd thought it was another trucker-one who'd pulled in early and couldn't wait for night to come before fucking her mother. But she could see very clearly that the cock imbedded in her slobbering cunt was not a trucker's cock.
It was her brother's. The sight and the realization of it finally penetrating her sleepy mind made her pussy spasm wildly. After all, if Howard could fuck their mother, he couldn't balk any more about fucking his sister, could he?
Lula stared at the slippery, bubbling union of brother's cock and mother's pussy hole and moaned so loudly they both looked up at her and gasped.
"Ohhhhh, me too-me too!" she cried, flinging off her nightie, baring her full, conical tits and hopping up onto the bed with them. "Fuck me, too, Howard!" she cried, opening her legs wide and showing her brother her hot pussy for the hundredth time.
This time, he licked his lips when he looked, and his eyes were bright and shiny.
* * *
"No, Daddy, no!" Penny cried unhappily. "Don't pay any attention to her! I don't care if she saw us!"
She stuck her ass back against her father's lap and held onto his arms tightly, holding them around her little body. She clamped her thighs tightly and tried to keep his prick imprisoned between them, but it wilted from between her encompassing pussy lips and drooled from the tip.
She looked down and thrilled at the sight of the string of cum stringing down. It smeared against the inside of her thighs and left warm tracks down them that made her shiver again.
"Penny, let go. I have to talk to Wanda."
"No, you don't, Daddy. She won't tell anybody what she saw, I promise. If she does, I'll tell on her. I'll tell everybody she had a whole broom up her cunt! Daddy, don't go. Stay with me and let me make you happy again-please, Daddy!"
She meant every word. She'd tell. She liked Wanda. Lots more than Lula. But not even Wanda was going to make trouble for her sweet, loving daddy.
She felt everything going badly now. His prick had been so hard and stiff, jutting from her bald little cunt lips as if it had been her own. Now it was all wrinkled and limp and just drooling from the tip. Wanda had ruined everything by yelling out the window at them.
Tears stung the backs of her eyes. Just when she'd been making him happy, Wanda had scared him. She could tell by the way he was acting he was scared. Maybe scared enough never to put his prick between' her sweet little pussy lips again. Maybe he wouldn't even hold her in his lap any more when he talked about his dream.
She could tell he wanted to push her away and go into the cabin with Wanda, and that worried her. Wanda's tits were big and full, her nipples bright red and womanly, and her wet, slippery cunt could surely take a big prick up it.
She just knew she couldn't let him go into the cabin with Wanda. Wanda would fuck him, and then he would love her more than he loved Penny, because he could make his prick come in Wanda's pussy.
"Don't go in there, Daddy," she pleaded again, tongues of jealousy licking at her.
Ben unwrapped his arms from around her small body and turned her to face him. He looked down at her, and his expression was one of mild annoyance, as if he wanted to be rid of her but didn't want to tell her that straight out.
"Penny, what's the matter?" he asked, trying to make his voice soft. But she could tell he was pretending.
"I don't want you to go in there with her, Daddy."
"Why not? Penny, that's the-"
Penny let out a small cry and jumped up into his arms, spreading her legs around his waist and locking them behind his back. She clung tightly to him, pushing her little tits into his chest.
Her pussy and butt cleft opened wide, and her warm, wet, hairless cunt pressed tightly against the root of his prick. She could feel his wilting shaft between her firm butt cheeks again, and she clenched and released them, squeezing them around her father's cock, wanting him hard again.
She rocked back and forth along his prick and buried her face in the hollow of his neck and sobbed. Ben sighed and cupped her round cheeks to help support her weight. To his astonishment, he couldn't keep his fingers still.
They kneaded her tight flesh, the firm, round globes of her ass. His cock began to jerk under all the stimulation, and he could feel her virginal pussy leaking around his root, matting his pubes.
"Oh, Penny...." he gasped, his mind churning. He knew there were some guys who would envy his position right then. But he didn't feel very damn enviable. "Penny, you've got to-"
"Don't fuck her, Daddy!" she cried, blurting it out. "If you go in there, you'll fuck Wanda, and I want you to fuck me instead! She said mean things about you and your wonderful dream, and she doesn't deserve to be fucked. I love you, Daddy, and Wanda doesn't!"
He hugged her and heaved another sigh, wishing his cock wouldn't keep thumping up into her soft, satiny crack. "Well, I love you too, honey, but I have to talk to your sister. It isn't right for her to stick old dirty brooms and things like that up her pussy. She could hurt herself badly doing that. I think we ought to find out what's wrong with Wanda to make her want to fuck a broom instead of a boy, don't you?"
"I already know what's wrong. She just wants to fuck you, and I don't want you to, Daddy!"
She lifted her head back and leaned in the circle of his arms. He gazed at her tight little tits and looked down to see her hairless twat spread open around his root.
"Penny, listen to me. I love you very much. But I have to talk to Wanda. Come on, now-hop down, honey."
He began unwrapping her legs from around him. Penny shifted quickly, putting the soles of her feet against his hip bones. She lifted up, and she was standing suddenly on his hips, her naked pussy spread open right before his face, pink and gleaming and fragrant. She pushed forward and held onto the back of his head and made her peach-fuzzed pussy lips smear over his nose and chin and lips.
"Ohhhh, Daddy, suck my pussy!" she cried from her high perch above him. "Don't go in there! Lick my cunny for me the way Lula did, and I'll do anything to make you happy again-anything, Daddy!"
Ben's nose slipped into the gap of her warm cunt. The aroma was dizzyingly sweet. Her virginal cunt hole drooled onto his lips, and he couldn't help licking out at the fresh honey and tasting it, feeling the satiny slickness of her virginal meat at the same time.
"Ohhhh, Daddy!" Penny cried. "Fuck my pussy with your tongue! Lick it! Ohhhh, what are you doing with your lips, Daddy? You're making me feel all quivery inside again!"
Ben just couldn't stop himself. It was the sweetest, most tender pussy he'd ever eaten. His tongue bumped up against her taut Cherry as it circled inside the silky cunt mouth.
He felt his little daughter flinch and heard her gasp sharply with a moment of pain. It would be so easy for him to thrust his tongue through the ragged hole in her cherry and pop it for her, but he drew it back and rimmed her iwat hole again.
"Eeeee, Daddy! Do it, do it!" Penny cried, weaving above him.
He found the budding, stiff clit at the top of her cleft. His tongue battered it softly. Then he wrapped his lips around it and sucked gently, flipping it with the tip of his tongue at the same time until she writhed and shook and nearly made them fall over.
Her ass-cheeks clenched tightly in his hands. He stumbled backward with his sweet, top-heavy load and braced himself against the cabin wall. He felt her shudder with orgasm, and he opened his mouth wide and tipped his head and let her open, shivering cunt pour her sweet juice into his mouth.
"Ohhhh, Daddy! Suck my cunny! I'm coming! God, you do it so much better than Lula! Ohhhh, I love you, Daddy! I want to make you happy again! I want to make your wonderful prick squirt and squirt! Ahhhh, Daddy!"
Ragged shudders gripped her and shook her little body, and it was all she could do to keep herself standing on his hips. Her feet kept slipping as sensation blazed through her virginal body again and again and made her firm little legs shiver.
She gasped sharply again and then stopped coming. She quivered with the shock of her hard orgasms and then began sliding slowly down her father's body.
As her thrusting tits passed his lips, he sucked one of her pink nipples into his mouth. Then she felt her trembling pussy flare out around his cock.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-your cock's hard again!" she cried happily. She arched back and forth, making her slobbering pussy run along the shaft. "Squirt again, Daddy," she crooned, kissing him. "Let me make you happy again!"
"Not right now, sweetie," he said gently, setting her on the ground, giving her twat a cupping pat with his hand.
"Fuck me, Daddy," she said openly.
"We can't let Wanda get away, honey. Come on, into your panties and shorts again, and let's both go talk to her, all right? I did something special for you just then. Now you do it for me and let me talk to your sister without any more trouble from you, okay?"
"Are you going to fuck her, Daddy? Can I watch you fuck her? You've got to promise to let me watch, Daddy."
Ben grinned shakily, the image of it becoming more and more like his dream. His prick throbbed, and he tried to hide it. "I thought you didn't want me to fuck her. I thought you were burning up with jealousy, you little imp."
"That was before, Daddy. I-I thought about what you said, and I don't want Wanda to hurt herself either."
She was smiling. She felt good inside. It didn't matter if her father fucked her sister any more. She knew inside that he would suck her pussy any time she wanted him to. He'd loved it.
She bent over to pick up her shorts. She took a furtive look between her legs and saw him licking her pussy juice from his lips and chin, and she smiled again.
He was also looking at the tight, round flare of her butt and the way her puffy cunt lips pouted down, extra full and pink and wet. His cock was so hard he had trouble stuffing it in his pants and zipping them up.
She suddenly spotted the string of wetness on her inner thigh, the string of cum that had drooled from his prick. She lapped out with her tongue to taste it and had the shock of her life.
Flavor burst through her mouth and coated her tongue and made her gasp. She didn't know if she liked the taste or not. He'd talked about sucking, and she'd promised to do anything to make him happy and squirty, but she suddenly didn't know if she could suck his cock off all the way and let him blow this stuff into it or not.
She glanced at the cabin wall and saw the way he'd hosed it down. She gulped. She'd have to drink very fast if he came in her mouth.
She straightened up, her back to him. She squared her shoulders. She could do it. Just like eating oysters or something. Just open her throat and let it slide down.
She turned and looked at him, smiling bravely. She felt oddly grown up right then. She had one real purpose right now, and that was to make him happy.
If it meant sucking his prick and swallowing all his cum, then she could do it. If it meant letting him watch Wanda masturbate or even-even letting him fuck Wanda, then she could do it.
"Let's go talk to her, Daddy," she said, smiling cutely.
She didn't put on her panties and shorts. She held them from her fingers as they went around to the front of the cabin. Wanda was just coming out. Penny couldn't understand why she hadn't run off a long time ago, unless she'd stayed to watch her father suck her little sister's sweet pussy to orgasm.
Wanda gasped. She put her hand to her full chest. She turned red and stepped back into the cabin. "Daddy...." she whispered weakly.
He loomed in the doorway, Penny behind him. His eyes flicked up and down her willowy, supple body.
"Penny and I want to talk to you a minute, Wanda," he said, entering the cabin, making no effort to hide the jut of his cock in his pants.
CHAPTER FIVE
Wanda couldn't look either of them in the eye. When Penny slipped through the door with her shorts and panties in her hand and her bald little pussy winking with each step she took, Ben closed the door. Wanda backed up, her big tits shivering inside the cheap dress, and sat on the bed. She shoved her hands into her lap and clamped her legs together and still wouldn't look at them.
"Don't be scared of Daddy," Penny said gently, going up to her older sister, pushing her bare pussy against Wanda's arm and cuddling the dark head against her small tits. "He's not going to punish you. We want to help you, Wanda. You could hurt yourself, sticking brooms up your cunt like that."
Wanda glared darkly, and her full lower Up trembled. "Well, it's not as bad as letting my father fuck me, Penny!" she flared. "I saw you two out there!"
"You didn't see us fucking! That's a big he!"
The small girl lifted one foot to the bed, swinging her knee wide. She put her hands to her gap and pulled the puffy pussy lips aside with her fingertips and rocked her pelvis up. Her pink, wet hole opened wide.
"See? There's my cherry in there-see it, smarty? It wouldn't still be there if Daddy had fucked me, would it?"
Ben stood to the side and watched his daughters. His cock pounded at the sight of Penny's open pussy. He could just see the ragged little membrane right inside her pussy mouth. His eye traced the nippled jut of Wanda's tit, too. He made no effort to hide his throbbing prick.
"At least I didn't poke it out with an old broom handle!" Penny cried.
"I didn't either, you little brat!"
"Hey, hey," Ben said gently. "That's enough, now, Penny. I know she didn't cherry herself with a broom, so stop teasing her."
Wanda gasped and put her hand to her mouth. "Daddy-you know?"
He sat on the bed beside her and held her gently. "Yes, honey, I know. I-I waited a long time for you to come and talk to me about it, but you never did. I guess I should have-well, I wish I hadn't stayed out of it now. I thought you'd get over it. I thought you'd adjust, the way lots of girls finally do when it happens to them. But now ... oh, honey, your attitude now isn't healthy." '
"It hurt so much, Daddy!" she sobbed quickly, laying her head against her father's shoulder, letting him wrap his arms around her. His hand fell over one of her jutting tits, and he could feel the heaving swell of the firm cone against his palm.
"I know, honey, I know. So now you avoid boys altogether. That isn't right, sweetie. You're seventeen, now. A beautiful young woman. You need more than-than brooms and things."
"Ohhhh, Daddy," she moaned shakily, looking up at him, letting go with a flood of pent-up tears. "I need it real bad! I do it to myself all the time lately, but it isn't enough any more! I want to fuck, Daddy-but I'm scared!"
"I know, sweetie," he whispered gently. He glanced at his little daughter. There was a different expression in Penny's eyes now. She wasn't a pesty little brat any more. She was looking at Wanda with nearly that same expression of simple; uncomplicated love she'd melted him with.
"Oh, Wanda-you mean ... you mean you got-raped? Oh, Wanda!" she cried, flinging her little arms around her sister. "I wouldn't have teased you for anything if I'd known that! Lula said you ... oh, damn Lula! She's as mean as Mommy!"
She hugged Wanda so hard Wanda went over backwards, her dark hair fanning like black silk and framing her face. Her skirt rode up over her dark-furred pussy, and her tits trembled under Penny's little body.
Ben looked at the exposed vee of her sweet twat. He could see the lips were still bloated and red from the workout she'd given herself, and he couldn't keep his eyes from tracing the willowy curves of her mature body.
"Honey," he said gently. "I heard you calling for me when you were coming so hard. Is there-is there anything I can do to help you, Wanda?"
She was hugging Penny. She turned her head. Penny went still and then drew back. Wanda's eyes were bright and liquid. She arched her back slightly with an involuntary squirm, and her soft lips parted.
"Daddy...." she whispered breathily.
Ben didn't say anything. His heart hammered in his chest, and his mouth went suddenly dry. He put his hand on her bare belly and slid his fingers down slowly until they touched the dark curls of her mound.
"Oh, Daddy.. . " she gasped, sucking in air, quivering all over, her cunt lips puffing up even more, separating as they did to reveal the wet, pink oval of her yearning pussy.
Penny looked from sister to father and back again, and she knew it was going to happen. Little thrills shot through her tummy and pussy and made her tits tingle at the tips. She cupped them and squeezed, then gripped her bald twat and squeezed that. Then she stripped her T-shirt from her chest and made herself completely naked. Then she started tugging Wanda's dress up from under her round butt cheeks and the rest of her willowy body.
Ben stood. His cock was wild. He watched his youngest daughter strip all covering from his oldest daughter, and he unbuckled his pants and let them drop.
Wanda gasped and stared at the rigid cock that sprang up from her father's loins. Yet, she permitted Penny to lift her head and pull the dress completely away. Her big tits jutted upward from her chest and swelled hard at the ends.
"Daddy...." she moaned softly.
"I'm going to help you, Wanda," he whispered. "You can't keep doing this. You have to get over your fear of men."
Penny stared and tickled her little pussy openly, licking her lips again and again. "Ohhhhh," she moaned quaveringly, imagining what it was going to look like, envying her big sister and wanting his sweet, loving cock to fuck inside her own pussy and pop her tight cherry the way it should be popped. Before she got raped, too.
"Daddy-what are you going to do...." Wanda gasped quietly. Her hips bucked upward, and her thighs opened slightly in spite of herself, as if she were letting a bubble of steam escape from her hissing cunt. "Daddy, you can't ... it isn't right!"
Penny licked her lips. She looked quickly at her father and saw his hesitation. Then she leaned forward and slid her small hand around one of Wanda's big tits.
"Oh, let him, Wanda, let him. Don't be a big dummy all your life. It was right for me, Wanda. If you don't think it feels right, then it's because you don't love Daddy any more the way I do. He's trying to help you and make you happy, Wanda, and so am I. Ohhhh, your tits are so big and pretty, Wanda. I wish mine were that big so Daddy would want to suck on them."
She pursed her dainty lips and lowered her head. She aimed the nipple toward her mouth and sucked it between her lips, gently and sweetly.
"Ohhhhh, Penny!" Wanda moaned, moving her hips, arching her back in spite of herself. "Ohhhh, so gentle! So much sweeter than Lula when she ... oh, God!" she cried, turning her head to the side and flinging her arms over her eyes.
Penny continued sucking. Ben's prick pulsed and jerked as he watched his two daughters. His imagination went wild and then troubled as he thought of the way Lula had played both of them and had infected them with the same kind of lust and insensitivity she had inherited from that bitch, Mavis.
"Teach her, Wanda," Ben said softly. "Undo whatever Lula has poisoned her with and teach your little sister. You don't want her to have to go through the kind of hell you've been through, do you?"
Wanda uncovered her eyes and looked at her father. Then she looked at the top of Penny's blonde head. She cupped it and pushed her tit more deeply into Penny's mouth.
"No, Daddy," she said softly. "I don't want Penny to have to go through any of it! Ohhhhh, God-I didn't think there could be anything left in me! Penny-honey ... my pussy! Ohhhhh, do it to my pussy!"
Penny stopped sucking. She got over Wanda's hips and bent over her big sister's wet twat. She spread the thighs wide after swinging her around on the bed, and she parted the slippery cunt lips with her little fingers and looked at the expanse of red, glistening, quivering meat there, all the dark hairs curling away from the oval slit-all of it.
"There, Penny-put your fingertip there!" Wanda gasped, guiding her little sister's fingertip to the root of her clit. "Ohhhhh, Yes! Roll it! Ah! God, like that!"
Penny gasped herself. "So, that's the secret!" she cried. "I kept trying to put my finger up my pussy, but my cherry always got in the way and made it hurt!"
She gleefully rolled Wanda's clit and watched the smooth hips buck up and down. She felt happy. She liked making her sister happy and hot. She liked Wanda. She didn't mind any more at all that her father was going to fuck this sweet, wet pussy with his big prick. She glanced up at him and gave him a wink that made her feel shivery and warm all over with a conspiratorial feeling. She stuck her little tongue out and ran it around the circle of her lips and gave him a questioning look as she nodded toward Wanda's shivering pussy.
Ben's cock throbbed again. It began to leak oil from the big eye. He knew exactly what Penny was asking him, but he couldn't speak.
"Ohhhhh, you little sweetie!" Wanda cried. "God, you're driving me wild!" She moaned and rolled her hips. She lifted them and shook her open pussy under Penny's rolling finger and then lifted her hand toward her father. "Daddy-I'm ready now, Daddy!" she cried, her lips slack and damp.
Ben smoothed his hand over her thrusting tits, fingering the fresh, throbbing, rubbery nipples. "Not just yet, sweetie," he said, his throbbing prick jerking up and down before her eyes. "You need to be as hot as you can get, or you might squeeze down on my prick even without meaning to."
He put his hand on the back of Penny's head and gave her a small nod. She grinned happily. She licked her lips. She stared into the pink depths of her sister's quivering pussy meat and saw how the flesh was silky and gleaming.
The aroma wafting up was pungent and heady, nothing like the delicate scent from her own virginal hole. She lapped out with her tongue. Flavor burst inside her like a dizzying bubble.
Pussy juice was a lot different than prick juice She didn't know which she liked better. She knew she liked Wanda's flavor better than Lula's. She liked everything about Wanda better than Lula.
"Ahhhhh, Daddy! She's licking it! Ohhhhh, you want her to suck my pussy! Ohhhhh, Daddy-I'm hot! Hot enough to fuck!"
Penny gave her another lick, the point of her tongue going right into the slippery, silky gap, tugging at the quivering muscular ring of her cunt mouth, then flicking the straining erection of her red clit at the top.
"Eeeeeee, you little angel!" Wanda cried. "Penny, bring your sweet little pussy over here and let me suck it for you!"
Penny's tummy twisted hotly, and her tight butt cheeks quivered. She switched herself around quickly and parted her thighs so that she straddled Wanda's head. She dropped her open cunt down and felt it shudder and suck.
Wanda's hands gripped the small rump. She kneaded the tight cheeks. She lifted her mouth up and parted her soft, moist lips. She groaned and glued her mouth to Penny's bald, puffy twat.
Her tongue flashed out. It rimmed the virginal hole and ducked inside, right up to the tight cherry. Penny shuddered, immediately feeling the difference between her sister's mouth and her father's on her swimming little cunt. She wished her cherry were gone so that both of them could fuck her virginal hole with their warm tongues.
"Oh, Daddy! Wanda! Ohhhhh!" she cried excitedly.
She dropped her head and licked and licked, running her lips and tongue over Wanda's erect clit. It was like a small prick thrusting from the bushy cleft. She pretended she was practicing on her father and sucked it between her sweet lips.
"Ah, God!" Wanda cried sharply. She heaved and bucked violently. Her tongue thrust into the tight pussy and nearly ruptured Penny's cherry. Penny felt her muscles clench and suck at the warm organ, and she felt Wanda's silken hole do the same to her tongue as she thrust it as far as she could into the juicy maw.
Breath blew from Wanda's nose right against her pink ass-hole and made it quiver. "Penny, you're making me come!" Wanda cried. Her hips lifted and shook. Penny went all shivery inside and licked and sucked harder, wanting to make Wanda happy, wanting to see what a coming pussy looked like up this close.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy! Daddy!" Wanda cried, reaching out with her hand for her father's prick. She wrapped her long fingers around the heaving shaft. "Let me hold it, Daddy! Let me come while I'm holding your wonderful prick!"
Penny couldn't help but look up. Her father's prick throbbed in Wanda's hand. A feeling of superiority went through her as she watched the swollen organ leak. Wanda didn't know enough to jack it off. She just held it, making no effort to make him spurting happy the way Penny knew how to do.
But she was holding it. She wasn't afraid of it, and that was what counted. With a small cry, she scooped her hands under Wanda's shaking ass-cheeks and buried her little face in the swollen silk and sucked a big, shuddering orgasm from her sister's pussy.
"Ahhhhh, God!" Wanda cried.
Her soft-lipped mouth opened wide and covered the whole of Penny's crotch, sucking the bald, slick flesh between her lips and batting at petals and clit and fresh, running hole all the same time with her swirling tongue.
"Eeeeee, Daddy! Wanda's eating my whole crotch alive! She's sucking it right out of me! Daddy-I'm coming, too!"
Her little body shook violently as her third orgasm whipped through it. Her ass-cheeks quivered in her sister's hands, and she felt Wanda's tit points pressing into her tummy.
She was having a time holding on to Wanda's tossing, switching hips. She buried her face between the thrashing thighs and kept her lips glued there and her tongue imbedded in the squeezing silk as she came and came.
Then stars exploded in her young head. Someone was licking her deep, taut asscrack! Whiskers scratched maddeningly between her cheeks. It was Daddy! He was-ohhhh, he was running his warm tongue right over her puckered ass-hole. She shook so hard she nearly pissed in Wanda's mouth from the excitement of it.
If there'd been any question of her father's loving her, there wasn't any now. He'd have to love her a whole lot to lick her ass-hole. The point of his tongue pushed inside and made her anal ring spasm more than it was already. Instantly, she wondered what it would feel like to be fucked up her little ass-hole instead of her pussy.
She wrenched so hard she rolled from her sister's body and lay on her back gasping, her crotch wide open and gleaming all over with juice from their fantastic lickings and her own virginal honey.
She gasped and gasped. She blinked several times and watched her father get onto the bed between Wanda's open thighs. He held his hammering cock in his hand, and it drooled oil onto Wanda's dark bush.
Her cunny twitched and quivered, and she had to hold tightly to it and jiggle it. She couldn't even breathe. She was right next to Wanda's shuddering twat and her father's pulsing prick, and she could everything.
"Ohhhh, Daddy!" Wanda cried. "Now! Fuck me now! I'm hot enough now, Daddy! I want your prick in me!"
Wanda's hips surged upward. She spread her bloated lips wide with her fingertips. The meat still shuddered and sucked with waves of orgasm that wouldn't quit coming.
"Don't squeeze up, honey!" Ben gasped, sliding his slippery prickhead through her oiled flesh. Penny's wide-eyed little face was so close he felt the blast of air on his balls when she gasped.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-you're putting it in!" Penny squeaked.
Ben pressed forward. His glans slid into the shaking ring of Wanda's cunt mouth. It stretched the meat open, parting the silken folds. He paused, exerting all his will.
"Honey?" he croaked.
"Ohhhhh, yes!" Wanda cried. Her cunt spasmed a few times as if threatening to close up, and then it went loose again. "Yes-fuck me, Daddy! Now! All the way up me!"
The big veins rippled past her pink portal, and the shaft slid into her oiled tunnel. It was nothing like a broom handle. It was nearly as hard, but there was something soft about it, too-something alive and throbbing. It was better than a hot dog or anything.
"Eeeeee, Daddy! I love it! It's wonderful! Ohhhhh, it's so big inside my pussy! Ahhhhh, I never dreamed fucking could be like this! Ohhhhh, it's going to work Daddy!"
"Oh, baby-my sweet baby, I'm so glad!"
Wanda arched up and flung her arms around her father's neck and heaved against him, her hungry cunt swallowing his hard, thudding cock all the way, until her swollen lips sucked at the root and his hard balls.
"Daddy? Daddy?" Penny cried, watching the big cock sink all the way into her sister's body and stay there. Her hand flew to her own shivering pussy and swirled all over it, and she got that feeling of being tingly, as if she had to pee.
She whimpered again and put her hand on his ass. She felt the tight muscles clench and loosen as he began to fuck with a slow, deep sliding of his cock.
Ben felt her little fingers. He gasped and looked at her and saw her masturbating furiously at her bald, sweet twat. It ran a honeyed stream. She looked as if she were coming without pause, again and again.
"Ohhhhh, Penny-does it make you that hot to watch me fuck your sister? Do you want Daddy to suck your pussy for you again so that you can come with us?"
"Daddy, yes!" she cried. "And then I want you to fuck me, too! Ohhhhh, I want your prick in my hot cunny, too!"
He fondled her slender hips and helped her twist around until her butt was next to Wanda's slack-lipped face and her legs widely parted. He stayed deep in Wanda's pussy and couldn't believe how gloriously soft and slick it was, how tight.
Wanda turned her head slightly, and they both looked right into Penny's hairless crack, seeing the tautly stretched cherry and the quivery ring of her cunt mouth.
"Daddy-look at it!" Wanda whispered excitedly.
Ben's cock jerked inside the soft, slick tunnel. "I see it," he gasped.
"Are you-going to ... ohhhhh, Daddy! I want to watch!"
"God! God!" he moaned, the notion that his first virgin would be his own little daughter.
He pumped his cock in and out of Wanda's pussy and glued his face to Penny's sweet, wet crotch, running his tongue and lips over all the hairless, rubbery flesh, sucking the swollen petals into his mouth and lapping at her clit.
Wanda cried out and clung to him tightly, her hips matching his own rhythm. She watched every lick and slurp, her face right next to Penny's cunt. She felt her father's prick stretching deeply into her own pussy, and her tunnel writhed along its length as it never had before.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy! You're fucking me so hard! So deep! Ahhhhh, I'm a virgin back there, Daddy! He didn't fuck me that deep! Ohhhhh, lick Penny's cunt! Fuck mine! Oh, my God, my God!"
Wanda couldn't restrain herself. She ran her fingers over Penny's open twat, tangling them with her father's thrusting tongue. Then she slipped her hand to her own pussy and felt the wet curls, the flaring of her lips around the root of his shaft, the way they sucked outward when he drew his cock back before plunging into her hole again.
"Oh, Daddy-I don't have to dream about it any more! It's happening! You're fucking me! I feel your prick running into my pussy, your balls spanking my ass-hole-all of it!"
"Oh, Daddy-I want to feel it, too!" Penny cried, shaking her pussy under his wet mouth, "twirling her clit with her fingers as he sucked her. "You've got to fuck my hot cunny and let me feel it all, too!"
Ben's tongue thrust from his mouth as his cock nearly exploded in Wanda's stripping twat. Penny squealed and lifted her butt up. His tongue ran under her crotch and probed around her shivering ass-hole.
"Eeeeee, yes! I want you to fuck my ass-hole, too, Daddy!"
"Penny!" Wanda cried. "Ohhhhh, Penny!"
"Oh, God.. . " Ben choked, his prick bucking wildly.
"Eeeeee, Daddy!" Penny squealed, her crotch splitting open and spurting out little dabs of hot honey as she burst into another orgasm.
"Daddy! I'm coming!" Wanda gasped. "God, I'm squeezing all around your hard prick! I feel it jerking and stretching all the way into me! Prick, prick! Big cock, fucking me! Yaaaaaaaagh!"
She clung to him and shuddered violently. Her whole pussy opened into a big, still cavern. It quivered. Juice poured from the vaginal walls and bathed his cock. A spasm came, making her tunnel convulse and squeeze. Then another and another, one rushing into the next, until they piled up, and her pussy was clamping around his cock.
It was a different kind of squeezing. It wasn't to keep him out. It was to suck his big, bursting prick even deeper.
Penny watched it happen. She saw her father's butt cheeks clench and thrust. She watched his hips grind against her sister's, and she could imagine all that spurting cream flooding into Wanda's pussy instead of onto the cabin wall.
"Ahhhhhhgh! Wanda! Penny! My sweet daughters! God, am I ever coming! Yahhhhgh!"
Hissing sperm and sucking pussy meat made wet sounds that filled the little cabin as he pumped his load into his daughter's willowy, hot body and twirled the tip of his tongue up Penny's sweet, shivering ass-hole.
Wanda was cured now. He could feel it by the way her pussy sucked avidly on his prick and drew his sperm from him. That was the way Mavis's used to work on him and didn't any more.
Fiendish, perverted thoughts ran through his head. He wouldn't have to jack off any more. He wouldn't have to suffer Mavis's demeaning sneers any more. He had his daughters to fuck. He could wean them from Mavis's influence again with his stroking, pumping prick, and he could be somebody again.
He groaned mightily and spurted the last of his cum into Wanda's tossing body, and he felt Penny crawling all over him, running her hands over his ass and hips, lying along his back as if trying to fuck his butt with her still little clit.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy-fuck me now! Pump my cunny full of sperm, too! Give me what you gave Wanda!"
Ben groaned and rolled over, holding Penny's little squirming body against his front, feeling her tight tits punch against his chest. He held her round, hard ass-cheeks in his hands. His cock went between her thighs, slick and juicy, and he could feel her honey leaking all over it.
"Oh, honey-you don't know what you're asking," he gasped.
"I want you to fuck me, Daddy," she whimpered.
She squirmed out of his grip and lifted up to sit on his hips. Her pink cunt spread wide open. He looked down his body at it, seeing the huge rod throbbing up against her tiny hole.
"Penny, you can't," he gasped.
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and began jacking him off, running her juice-slick palm over the glans to make it throb and pulse. Then she put the nose right at her sweet pussy hole and whimpered.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-don't!" Wanda cried, sitting up. "You'll hurt her! I know you will! God, fuck my pussy again, Daddy-I want more fucking!"
Ben groaned and looked from one to the other of them as Wanda grabbed his cock and angled it enough so that it didn't threaten Penny's virginal pussy any more.
They tugged at his prick, each wanting it. "Oh, my lovely girls!" he cried, throwing his arms around both of them and hugging them tightly to him. "If you pull it off, I won't be able to fuck either one of you!"
CHAPTER SIX
Howard's dick jerked inside his mother's pussy and squeezed out the last spurt of cream into her. He felt her big tits heaving up against his chest with her quick breathing. He stared right up into the red wetness of Lula's hole and saw the meat squeezing together as she fingered her cbt with heat.
"Lula.. . ! " he gasped.
Mavis turned her head to the side and watched her daughter and smiled. She felt her son's cock bucking passionately inside her body and knew that he was interested in his sister, now. He couldn't hide that from her.
"Hi, sweetie," she said to Lula. "Mmmmmm, such a big, hard prick!"
"How would I know that, Mom? He's never fucked me before," Lula moaned, squirming her hips on the bed, a jealous tone in her voice.
"Maybe you just didn't give him a good enough look at your sweet cunt, honey," Mavis suggested pointedly. "Why don't you really show him, and I'll bet he'll be eager to fuck now."
Lula caught on. She moved her hand all over her sandy-haired cunt. She moaned heatedly and swiveled her hips again and again. She pulled her bloated twat lips open with her fingers and pointed her shivering hole right at her brother.
Her fingers worked over her straining clit. She slid them up and down her red gap and let them sink into her vagina. Her ass-hole rocked upward and winked at him.
After a moment, she looked as if it didn't matter if her brother were looking or not. She tipped her head back and masturbated openly, making it seem like nothing more than a good opportunity to play with her hot pussy.
"Ohhhhh, Mommy-I'm getting ready to come!" she moaned.
Howard's cock throbbed and jerked and stretched into his mother's sopping cunt, and his heart began to pound.
"Mom.. . " he croaked, watching Lula. Then he began to move, sliding his prick in and out of his mother's pussy, fucking her again.
"Ohhhhh, baby-not me this time, darling. Fuck your sister, honey. Mommy's got to rest a minute!"
She ran her fingernail down his spine and into the crack of his ass, just touching the puckered mouth of his ass-hole. She squeezed around his cock with her tight, muscular cunt ring, and she made her big tits pillow up against his chest again.
Howard gasped. His cock was going wild. His heart hammered as though it would burst through his chest. He looked at his mother with open mouth and couldn't quite believe what he'd just heard.
"Mom!" he croaked again, pumping his hips faster, his prick shooting forward into her silky warmth each time she touched his ass-hole. "You mean ... you really want me to-will let me.. . "
"Ohhhh, darling, you're so hard and ready! Mmmmm, you'd better hurry, Howard, or Lula's going to waste it on her fingers."
"Ohhhhh, God!" Lula cried, arching her spine, shoving her tits into the air and lifting her pussy high. Three fingers sank into her twat hole and swirled inside, then pumped back and forth.
"Ahhhh, God!" he cried, fucking his mother faster and faster, watching his sister reach the point of orgasm.
"Oh, you sweet boy," Mavis cooed, wrapping her arms around him and kissing the side of his neck. "Can't you get enough of Mommy's pussy? Do you want to come in me again, honey? It's all right. You don't have to take your hard prick out yet. You can stay in Mommy's cunt as long as you like."
"God! God!" he cried, the sound verging on a whimper.
He knew he should be more composed. A guy shouldn't whimper when he was screwing his mother. But he couldn't help it. Her pussy was sucking and pulling at his prick, making him afraid he was going to spew another slippery load into her.
She grinned at him tauntingly, leaning back slightly to look at him with a hot expression. She made her hips swivel around his cock again, and her fingertip rode up and down his asscrack, now juicy from all the honey leaking from her cunt and the way she dabbled in it.
"What are you waiting for, honey? Does Mommy's pussy feel so good to you that you can't pull out and fuck your sister? Think how horny and wet she is, honey. Just look at her over there, all ready to come. Wouldn't you rather fuck that sweet young cunt instead of your old mother?"
Lula groaned as if in pain. "Ohhhhh, Mommy-stop teasing him and let him fuck me! God, I'm going to come any second!" She snatched her hand away from her pussy and hissed through her teeth, and her open cunt throbbed and pulsed on the verge of orgasm.
"Oh, look at her, Howard! Look at her hot pussy! Come on, sweetie, that's enough of Mommy now. You've got to get used to the idea of fucking your darling sisters."
She wasn't giving him any help. She wrapped her arms round him and held him tightly to her twisting, big-titted body, sucking her pussy up and down his rigid, rampant cock, stripping it as if she had a glove of oiled silk wrapped around the shaft.
"Mom-cut it out, Mom!" he gasped, shuddering all over. "How can I stop fucking you when you keep doing ... ohhhhh, God. Mom!"
"Howard-darling, what are you about to do? Are you going to come in me again? Ohhhh, you naughty little boy, fucking your mother like this! I'm going to have to spank you if you squirt into my pussy again, Howard."
She patted his rump. She swiveled her hips. Her voice was silky and taunting, making him gasp. When she felt his prick stretch into her cunt, she slipped her finger down his asscrack again.
"Ahhhhh, Mom! You're going to make me lose it!"
"Don't lose it, Howard! Save it for Lula! Howard, don't come in your mother's pussy again! Howard-Howard...."
She arched her spine and gasped. She pushed her full tits into his chest. She rimmed his ass-hole with her fingertip and then plunged it into his anus to the second knuckle and fucked his ass, and there was no hope left for him at all.
"Mom! Yaaaaaaagh!" he shouted.
His prick stretched two feet. He could swear it did. It bucked and blew. He felt it hose and hose into his mother's pussy again, and his rump quivered around her imbedded finger.
He felt her soft muscles quiver and squeeze around his shaft, and then he understood why she hadn't let him withdraw from her and fuck Lula. She was coming with him. She enjoyed being fucked by him as much as he was enjoying doing it.
"Oh, God!" Mavis gasped, unable to hide it any longer. She thrashed openly under her son's driving cock and sucked up another hot, blasting load from him.
"Oh, you two!" Lula cried. "Mommy, you're not being fair! Come on, Mommy, you're going to fuck him all out! Mom-eee!"
She was on her knees, watching them, her pretty face twisted up with envy and heat. Her finger was imbedded in her shivering cunt to her palm, and she was shaking her crotch up and down. She had her other hand on Howard's shoulder as he heaved and spurted into his mother's body, and a small spasm rocked through her own body.
It wasn't a big orgasm. It only whetted her need and made everything worse. She looked ready to cry as she gazed down on her brother's pumping butt and watched her mother's finger squirm around inside it.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Mavis groaned. She opened her eyes. She saw her daughter's terrible heat. "Oh, you poor, hot baby," she crooned. "Come here, honey-come to Mommy!"
She reached for Lula's hips and drew her daughter forward. Howard turned his head and looked, watching Lula hurry over on her knees. He puffed hard, his cock feeling as if it were aflame in the wet heat of his mother's twat.
He watched Lula slip her finger out of her crotch and stared right up into the open hole, where it was all red and bloated and slippery. He'd looked up there before, but it had never been like this. She'd shown him her pussy, but he had never dared to imagine he would fuck her. It had always been like that time with Wanda, when Lula had led him into their room and he'd seen Wanda thrashing there one the bed, masturbating to orgasm, making juice come out her hole and curl her dark, silky pubes.
It was different now. Completely different. He had his mother's permission to fuck her now, and he was plenty ready. With terrific exercise of will, he slowly slid his cock back from the clutching, silky tunnel of his mother's pussy, feeling she way she spasmed around his shaft and tried to hold him inside her even now.
He came out with a small cry and sat on his heels. His cock was red and dripping with juice, pounding and bobbing as if he hadn't come at all. He looked down and saw his sperm oozing from his mother's golden-furred twat, and he gripped his shaft and pumped it, moaning.
"Ohhhh, Mommy-Jesus, look at his prick! It's so big!" Lula cried. "Nearly as big as that trucker's last night! God, let me on it!"
"Wait, honey-wait!" Mavis cried. "Let him work up some juice for you first. It'll be more fun for both of you that way. Besides, we have something else to teach him about first-something that he'll need to get used to before we put him to work in the cabins with us."
Lula turned her head. "Huh?" Her twat throbbed. "Doing what, Mom?"
"Not what you're thinking right now, sweetie. I wouldn't make Howard do anything like that. But there are women truckers. Women who would like to come visit the resort. And wives. Buzz Kidrick said his Rhoda was going to come with him next time. If we gave her a little fun too, then we'll be able to keep his business, understand?"
Lula swallowed. "You mean-Howard's going to fuck Buzz's wife while you're fucking Buzz?" A small shiver ran up her back, and then she grinned hotly. "Ohhhhh, I'm going to like that, Mommy!"
She hugged her mother tightly, They both looked at Howard to gauge his reaction. He looked blank for a moment. And then his cock began to j pound heavily again.
"You mean ... you want me to ... you've been ... you and Lula have been. ... aaaaaagh!" he groaned, jacking his cock quickly. "Mom, cut it out! Stop kidding! I can't fuck some guy's wife!"
"Oh?" Mavis grinned. She shook her pussy at him. "You just did, sweetie-you just fucked your father's wife. And it'll be just like this when you do it in the cabins. They'll be wanting it, honey. They'll be dying for your hot young prick to squirt into their pussies! And Lula and I will be there with you, fucking the husband. Or Wanda, after you've gotten her broken in. And then Penny. We'll have three and four and more at a time, Howard! Ohhhhh, it'll be so wonderful, won't it?"
"Jesus!" he croaked.
He thought about it. He couldn't stop. Tons of strange pussy, all wet and ready for his horny prick. And he'd be doing it right in front of the girl's husband. And in front of Wanda!
"Oh, Mommy!" Lula squealed heatedly, throwing her arms around her body, lying on top of her so that their big tits merged and pillowed softly together. "I can't wait!"
Mavis held her daughter tightly, running her hand to the round, full rump of firm flesh. She moved her hips under her daughter's and played with the tight buns, watching Howard watch them both.
Mavis opened her thighs wide. She could feel her sticky cunt lips suck apart under her daughter's. She saw her son's eyes bulge as he looked between the thighs of mother and sister and saw both their red, drooling cunts.
"Oh, Mommy!" Lula gasped, shivering. "What are you doing? You're fucking me! Ohhhhh, I can feel your hard clit rubbing against mine! God. I didn't know women could fuck each other like this!"
Her ass swerved and swiveled as she sought greater contact of their straining clits. Her firm, bloated pussy lips mashed fully against her mother's, and their drooling honey mingled and made a soupy blending of their cunt flesh.
Howard's fist halted on his prick and then jacked up and down with frantic speed as he watched. He couldn't believe all the red meat, the quivering, slippery wads of satin there.
He could see Lula's ass-hole, right there between her shivering butt cheeks, all red-brown and clean, all puckered out into a little mouth just waiting to gobble up his prick.
Right under it was her sodden, slick pussy, the hole snapping open and closed as she moved her hips against her mother. Right under that was the upturned hole of her mother's gash, bigger, redder, more loose looking than Lula's. Her pubes were a little darker, maybe from the way they were drenched with cunt juice and leaking sperm from his hosing prick, but the merged forest of cunt hairs were so light they didn't hide a thing from his sight.
His cock throbbed in his jacking fist as he watched his sperm ooze from her hole and become smeared all over his sister's slippery meat as they hunched and fucked with greater heat and abandon.
At the bottom of it all was his mother's clenching cheeks and puckered ass-hole. It looked looser than Lula's. There was a darker, browner color about the rubbery ring, too.
He wondered if the looseness was from being fucked. He imagined the way it would clench and pull at his hard prick and the way her smooth round butt would press back against his thighs and hips and squirm around, and his cock nearly went crazy with jerking.
All that was going to be his-that and more. There would soon be Wanda's fantastic body to fuck too, with her dark bush, her big pointed tits, her willowy hips and slim waist and full, lush mouth.
He wondered what it would be like to fuck from one cunt to the other-the subtle differences of moisture and slickness around his raging cock. His head swam with it all.
It had to be a dream. There had to be a catch to it somewhere. And the catch had to be his father.
Howard sucked in his breath and held it. His fist stopped jacking up and down his shaft. A moment of guilt and shame swept over him, and he couldn't resist the need to look around at the door, just to be sure his father wasn't there, watching him sink into the quicksand of depravity he knew had caught him.
He nearly whimpered. He looked back at his mother and sister, at the squirming cunts, at the winking ass-holes and pillowing tits and round, firm asses, and he knew there wasn't a hell of a lot of choice for him any more.
There would have been this morning, but not now. Not after he'd fucked his mother and was about to fuck one of his sisters. His prick had felt cunt around it and had squirted into silky, sucking depths, and there was no turning back now.
"Ohhhhh, God," he moaned softly, leaning forward, hugging Lula's rump, pressing his cheek against her firm butt.
"Oh, do it, Howard," Mavis urged him.
She held Lula's cheeks apart with her hands, her fingers making white marks in the creamy flesh. He lifted back and stared into the deep crack, seeing the squeezing hole and the dripping pussy beneath.
"Suck it, Howard-breathe in and smell and lick and feel, darling! Lap all around it until you can't stand it any more, and then fuck us both, darling!"
Howard let out a small wail and buried his face in his sister's spread asscrack. His tongue slithered out and swept up and down it, running over her ass-hole, dipping into the honeyed treasure of her pussy hole.
It lapped toward his mother's running well and tasted her anal opening and then slurped back up again, rippling over one hole after the other, his senses becoming filled with the subtle changes of flavor.
"Ahhhhh, Howard!" Lula screeched. She shuddered heavily. She ground he pussy down against her mother's working cunt and then lifted her ass back for more of his licking tongue.
Howard held her ass in his hands. He licked and stroked at her ass-hole, feeling it shiver and pulse under his tongue. The scent was driving him wild, all of it wafting up into his flared nostrils.
"Ohhhhh, don't just lick it, Howard! Fuck your tongue into my ass-hole! Mommy-tell him to fuck my ass with his tongue!"
"Yes! Ohhhhh, Howard-do it!" Mavis cried, bucking upward, trying to hold her head up enough so that she could see down her daughter's back and watch.
Her fingers continued to hold her cheeks wide. Howard swallowed and looked hard. He thrust out his tongue. It stabbed into her silken pussy and made her squeal again. He felt the satiny meat shiver and clutch. He lifted higher and held his breath and thrust the point of his tongue directly into her sucking anus.
"Eeeeee, God!" Lula yowled, shaking her ass back at him instantly. "Mommy, he did it' He stuck his tongue up my ass-hole! God, it's wonderful! Ohhhhh, tell him to fuck his prick up my butt, too!"
"Yes, honey-yes! Howard, do it! Do it! Ohhhhh, but lick Mommy's pussy first, darling! I'm so hot!"
He did it. He couldn't stop himself. He slobbered all over Lula's ass and down under to her pussy, stabbing and prodding, and then he licked at his mother's streaming crack.
He tasted his own cum as it leaked out of her with her flow of honey, but he couldn't stop lapping and slurping. She heaved and bucked and yowled, and her ass-hole and then Lula's twat came under his tongue.
He drove both of them wild. His cock jerked and banged against his stomach. His whole face was coated with slippery juice and saliva, and he groaned and reached forward, sliding his hands between the pressing mounds of tit flesh, feeling the differences between them, his mother's big and soft and Lula's firm and pointed.
It was totally maddening to him. He probed at their open crotches with his fingers, fucking one hole and then the other, listening to them moan and watching them jerk.
Finally, he couldn't stand it. He extended his fingers and spread them wide. He started with his thumb. It pressed against his mother's shivering ass-hole and then slid readily up it, confirming his suspicion she'd had something lots bigger than a thumb up it before.
Two fingers went into her cunt. She cried out and thrashed so hard, shoving her stiff clit up against Lula's cunt, that he nearly couldn't fit his third finger into Lula's pussy.
Then it went, and the wet, silky meat sucked and pulled at it. His pinky hovered, touched, then screwed into her tight ass-hole.
"Yaaaaaah! Mommy! He's fucking my butt! Ahhhhhhgh!"
Howard felt sweat bead his forehead. He looked at his fingerless hand. He drew it back and pushed in, and he could feel the four holes sliding and shivering and sucking at him, and he wondered if there could ever be a wilder sensation.
"Ahhhhhhgh! Both my cunt and my ass, Mommy! Ohhhh, it's like two pricks fucking me at once! Can they do that, Mommy? Can two men fuck you at once?"
"Yes! Ohhhhh, yes!" Mavis gasped, flinging her arms around her daughter.
They hunched together, their pussies sucking and pulling, their clits dueling, their tits punching heatedly together. Then they kissed fully and wetly, tongues thrusting as Howard wriggled his fingers deeper and deeper into their bodies.
"God, I can't stand it!" Howard whimpered. "I've got to fuck! Lula! I'm going to fuck you, Lula!"
He was drooling over his chin. His prick was leaking a stream, ready to blow at any moment. He sucked his fingers from their holes and nearly jumped onto Lula's back.
He felt his mother spread Lula's ass-cheeks again, and he hunched up over his sister's back, panting against her neck.
"I'm going to fuck you, Lula!" he gasped.-
"Hurry, hurry! Ohhhh, Howard, what's taken you so long! I've been wanting you to fuck me for two years! Ohhhhh, do it!"
Her ass shook under him. He pressed forward and let out a long moan, feeling his cock nose through incredibly slippery flesh and be surrounded by it. Soft, squirming warmth pulled him deep.
"Yaaaaaaagh!" he heard. Muscles went wild around his prick. He was confused, because it hadn't been Lula who had yelled. "Ohhhh, you naughty boy, you just can't stay out of your mother's hot pussy, can you!"
"What's he doing! Mommy, is he fucking you again! Ahhhhh, Mommy, make him stop! Howard, damn you!"
"Ahhhhh, God-I didn't know, Lula," Howard gasped. "I just fucked, and my prick went into her, honey. Here, lift-there, there! Ohhhhh, God, Lula, God! It's in your pussy now! I know it is!"
Tight, slick walls surrounded his prick and pulsated wildly. He sank deep into his sister's young cunt and couldn't believe the sweet change in atmosphere between it and his mother's hot, sodden maw. Even while he was sliding experimentally back and forth in her silky pussy, he couldn't help wondering what Wanda's would feel like in comparison-and Penny's hairless little crack, too. And the others. All the others . . .
Wild with lust, he groaned and backed his prick from his sister's twat and fucked the shuddering rod into his mother's sopping hole again. Yes, it was oilier, looser, with a bottomless quality. But her vaginal ring milked and sucked at his shaft and made everything totally different than Lula's twat.
"Oh, darling!" Mavis cried, bucking upward.
"What a strong prick!"
Howard fucked his mother. Then he fucked his sister's quivering, tight cunt. He felt his balls drawing up, but he didn't want to end the blissful lust he wallowed in. Not just yet. He had to try something else, first. He had to feel it.
He drew from Lula's shivering pussy and angled his cock downward. He felt the tight mouth. He heard his mother moan and felt her shiver under their combined weight. Then he pressed forward.
"Ahhhhhhgh! Howard! Ohhhhh, you darling! Yes! Yes!" Mavis cried throatily, her tits jutting up into Lula's pointing mounds.
"Mom! God!" he choked.
"Mommy! Ohhhhh, what's he doing now, Mommy?"
"Honey! Lula! Ohhhhh, he's fucking my ass-hole! Ahhhhhgh!"
Howard couldn't believe what he was feeling. The sensation was totally different. It wasn't a subtle change between pussies. It was a radical change. He felt his prick stretch the rubbery, slick ring of his mother's ass-hole and then pop inside.
The tight mouth gripped his glans and felt ready to squeeze it off. He pressed inward, pushing against his sister's firm, round cheeks as he drove his cock into the clinging darkness of his mother's ass, and he knew he wasn't going to last.
"Eeeeeee, yes! Shove it up my ass, darling! Ohhhhh, you beautiful boy! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
Lula whimpered with envy. She ground down against her mother's bursting twat and slid their clits together in a fierce duel of incredible lust.
"Ohhhhh, Mommy-I'm getting cheated again, damn it!" she wailed.
"Mom! I'm going to come!" Howard gasped "Can I come in your ass, Mom? Mom?"
Mavis's neck strained. She opened her mouth to holler yes, but no sound came out. Her anal ring pulsed wildly around the thick plug stretched far up her butt and sucked the sperm right up through her son's exploding prick.
"Yaaaaaaagh, Mom!" he bellowed, mashing his body against her sister's butt, feeling his sperm shoot through his prick like quicksilver and flood the slippery, sucking tunnel of darkness.
"Eeeeee, Howard! I feel it! Ohhhh, I'm coming! Darling! Yes!" Mavis babbled, thrashing wildly, clinging to her daughter's firm young body as she lifted and sucked all the hot, boiling cum up her butt.
"Oh! Oh, Mommy! Your clit's fucking my cunt! Ohhhhh, your pussy's going wild against mine! Your tits! Ohhhhh, damn it, I'm coming, too!"
Lula wriggled between them and then let out a string of shudders, her young body far too hot to hold under control. Her brother's pubes scratched into the deep cleft between her cheeks, and her mother's twat opened so wide and became so slippery that she felt as if she were being sucked into it cunt first.
"Ohhhhh, this isn't fair!" she wailed finally, gasping hard. "You two are getting all the fucking. I want to get fucked, Mommy!"
Howard collapsed along his sister's back. He gasped in her ear. His prick was fiery and throbbing, and he couldn't believe how much fucking it could do.
"Hang on, Sis," he growled. "You're next! Oh, God-I don't ever want to stop fucking!"
He pulled from his mother's ass-hole. There was a popping fart as his glans came free. His prick throbbed, glistening and leaking from the tip. He didn't pause. He angled up and stabbed the hot shaft right into his sister's cunt, driving it deep.
"AJihhhh, Yes!" Lula squeaked happily.
"Oh, let me up, children," Mavis groaned. "Your poor Mom's not that young any more. I've got to rest!"
She worked her way from under them and lay beside them and watched, a contented grin on her face. Howard's ass rose up and down as he pounded his hips against Lula's shaking butt and made her squeal with joy. She watched his sturdy, ever-hard cock suck in and out of the wet young pussy, and she could hardly wait for all her plans to come true.
Lula's head lifted. She moaned. Her tits jutted down from her chest and throbbed. "Ahhhhhh, Howard! At last!" she cried. "God, at last! I've got you all to myself now! Don't you dare take it out until I come again!"
"I won't, Lula-I won't!" he gasped.
Howard plowed against his sister's up-thrust ass. His prick slid in and out of her tight, silky pussy. He reached around and cupped her pointed tits and rolled them on her chest, then dabbled his fingers around in the furry crack between her thighs.
He felt his prick push into her body. He felt the way her clit sprouted down. He rolled the little nub and felt Lula's cunt go wild around his blazing shaft.
"Yes! Dear brother, yes! Do that! Ohhhhh, I'm coming already! Howard! God, what a beautiful prick! Yaaaaaagh, squirt into my pussy, sweet brother!"
Howard couldn't stop. He felt his prick stretch deep into her silky tunnel and his cockhead dance at the mouth of her young womb. He felt his cock shiver and shudder and burn, and crushing waves of orgasm made his dry balls squeeze out still another squirt of sperm into her shuddering, climaxing pussy.
"Ahhhhhhhgh!" he growled. "There it is, Sis! Take it! Fuck it!"
"Ohhhhh, don't stop, Howard! Fm not finished yet, are you?"
"No!" he blurted shakily.
"Eeeeee, darling!" Lula cried, collapsing from under him. She gasped and panted. She rolled over onto her back. Her tits heaved into the air, and she couldn't stop squirming all around, stretching her thighs wide apart, opening her red, bloated, sodden cunt all the way.
"Ohhhhh, Lula," Mavis groaned, watching them. "You look positively shameless! Oh, isn't your brother a wonderful fucker?"
"Mommy," she gasped, squeezing her tits hard, making them even more pointed. She couldn't keep her hand from her wet pussy. She played with it and looked from her brother hovering over her to her mother lying beside her. "Ohhhhh, Mommy...." she moaned.
"Can I fuck her again, Mom?" Howard asked shakily.
"Oh, you dummy-don't ask her!" Lula moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of her. "Ask me!"
"Can I-"
"God, you dope-fuck me!" she cried, lifting her cunt up.
The satiny hole caught his prick. She shook her ass. Her cunt swallowed him. He groaned and lay atop her, and she flung her thighs around his waist and locked her heels behind his butt, pulling his prick all the way into her body.
"Ahhhhh, Lula!" he cried.
"Howard!"
Mavis watched them fuck. They fucked fast and hard. She got to her feet and had to clamp her hand to her crotch to catch all the sperm her son had blown into both her holes.
She waddled toward the closet and selected a dress and slipped it over her head and over her nude body. She turned and watched them a moment longer, grinning.
Howard was hooked. He was hers, now, not Ben's. Not any more. Just like Lula. Now, it was time to go get Wanda, before he fucked himself limp in Lula's hot twat.
"Yaaaaaagh!" Lula cried. "I'm coming again! Ohhhhh, sink it deep! Ram your cock into my pussy, Howard!"
"Lula! God! What are you doing with-ohhhhh, Jesus! What was I holding back for all this time! Arrrrrrrgh!"
Her pussy lips flared around the root of his prick and sucked still another spurt of cum from his raging prick. They thrashed and twisted, and he wallowed all over her pillowing tits.
"Ohhhhh, fuck me in the ass next, Howard!" Lula cried. "Do it, do it! I'm a cherry in my ass, darling brother, and you can have it!"
She lifted her knees all the way back to her tits, rocking her' butt hole upward. Her cheeks glistened with streams of juice, and her pink-brown mouth quivered and shook.
Howard's cockhead nosed at it. The glans swelled and pulsed. He pressed forward, his arms hooked under his sister's thighs to keep her butt wide open for him.
"Eeeeeee, yes!" Lula cried, thrashing and churning, sucking his cock slowly into her body. "YES!"
Mavis hurried for the door. She had to find Wanda, quick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ben felt a moment of unreality. After they'd both tugged on his prick, wanting him to fuck them with it, Penny was now backing up against him, spreading her tight little butt cheeks with her hands, showing him her pink, quivering ass-hole and her pouting little hairless twat lips.
"Do it, Daddy-do it!" she cried.
At the same time, he could feel his cock being stroked along the shaft and rolled at the head by a soft palm. When warm wetness surrounded his balls, and lips began munching at his pubes, he knew it had to be all another of his dreams.
Yet, he could look from Penny's open backside down into Wanda's pretty face. He could see the dark hair, silky and lustrous, and the way her mouth opened and closed as her lips sucked his balls into them.
Somehow, he was straddling her shoulders, his prick jutting over her face toward impatient Penny's lowering rump. He could just feel the rise of Wanda's pointed tits nudging his butt cheeks, and he knew if he sat back a little he would be sitting on them.
Wanda slipped his balls from her mouth and licked the underside of his rigid cock with her warm, thrilling tongue, running her long fingers up the shaft after it and toying with the pulsing prickhead.
"Ohhhhh, don't fuck her, Daddy-fuck me again," she whispered up to him. He could feel her body jiggling slightly, and he knew without looking around that she was masturbating her pussy while playing with his prick.
"Don't listen to her, Daddy," Penny whimpered. "I want your prick in my ass. If you don't want to fuck me in the cunt, then you have to do it up my ass. Don't you understand, Daddy? I want to make you happy, too. I want to make you squirt and squirt. Wanda made you squirt in her pussy, and now it's my turn, Daddy!"
Her legs were on either side of Wanda's head. She was on her knees. She leaned forward to support herself on her hands, too, and her ripe, tight tits pointed toward the bed, the nipples bright and pink.
Wanda couldn't help but look straight up at her little sister's bald twat. She could see inside the parted lips all the pink, silky, juicy, virginal flesh.
With a small sound, she reached up with both hands and pried the bloated petals wider and looked at the taut membrane of Penny's cherry. She shivered. She compared the pulsing head of her father's cock with the tiny hole, and she felt a wince of remembered pain go through her own body.
The thought of her father's prick bursting through that tight cherry made her moan with memory. And yet, what better prick was there for Penny to lose her cherry to? She was going to lose it sometime. Wasn't it better that their wonderful, loving father fuck it out of her than for her to have it raped from her by some desert rat?
Wanda moaned and lifted her head. She pursed her lips and kissed Penny's pussy, her tongue slithering out to rim the sweet little mouth.
"Ahhhh, Wanda!" Penny gasped, her little body jerking.
"I'll suck your pussy, honey," Wanda offered. "I'll make you come real hard."
"I want Daddy to fuck me, Wanda," Penny complained. "You're just playing pig. Daddy, do it!" she wailed, backing up again, taking good aim this time.
Her tight rosebud centered over the head of his prick and stretched slightly, making her gasp and shake her ass. Wanda's eyes bulged as she watched the big knob try to fuck up the little hole. She saw the immediate throb of her father's cock and the way the veins and bumps spiraled up his shaft.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-it just won't go in!" she cried. "Fuck me again, Daddy. Let me feel that wonderful prick all the way up my cunt!"
"No, Wanda, no!" Penny cried.
"But it's not going in, Penny. He can't fuck you if it won't go in."
"It just needs to be wet, that's all," Penny cried, instantly sorry she'd suggested that.
"Yes! Wet! Ohhhh, get it wet in my hot cunt, Daddy!" Wanda groaned, her willowy, slender body thrashing around again.
Ben sucked in his breath. He couldn't believe this. His scalp tingled. He looked at the beautiful, slack lips of his older daughter and saw tne lust in her eyes, and he didn't know what to do. At the same time, Penny was looking around at him with her lower lip pouting and trembling as if he were going to betray her as violently as knifing her in the back.
"I-I think Wanda's right, honey," he said finally, his cock pounding and jerking.
"Don't come in her, Daddy," Penny said, her voice small.
"I won't, honey. I promise."
He slid down Wanda's slim body and covered her. He looked down and wasn't sure he'd be able to keep his promise. Her dark bush was parted. He could see the red meat inside, the slippery, silky, honeyed flesh. He watched her fingers swirl over her bloated lips with motions nearly automatic to her after so many years of masturbating.
He dipped down. His cockhead touched the hot silk of her meat. He pushed inside and slid up her warm, oiled cunt.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy!" Wanda groaned, lifting her hips to meet him, her cunt opening for his prick. There wasn't the slightest suggestion of the big muscle clamping down around him and keeping him out.
"It's all right now, isn't it, honey? You're not afraid to fuck any more, are you?"
"Ohhhhh, not you,-Daddy. I love it! God, I love it! Fuck me harder!"
Her pussy slipped up around his shaft and clamped. It wasn't the kind of clamping to keep him out. He could feel her silken muscles pulling on his shaft, trying to draw him deeper into her hot body.
He groaned and lay against her tits, feeling the hard points of them press into his chest. His ass clenched and quivered. He gasped.
"Daddy-don't...." Penny whimpered.
She was right there, watching closely, her eyes glued to where his prick was sucking in and out of Wanda's pussy. He felt another shiver go through him. He didn't know which was more exciting-to be fucking his daughter or to be watched doing it.
He stopped moving. His prick was bathed in silken oils. Wanda wouldn't keep still, and he knew he was going to blast his wad into her pussy again if he didn't get out of it.
It took all his will to withdraw from her heavenly body. Penny's face lit up with a mixture of glee and intense love for him for not betraying her.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cried, flinging her little arms around his neck. She looked down at his prick. It was sopping wet. She touched the head and made it pulse. "It's wet enough now, Daddy!"
"Ohhhhh, don't stop, don't stop-I want to come again, Daddy," Wanda moaned, immediately replacing his cock with her fingers. "Ohhhh, you little brat," she moaned to Penny.
Penny whipped around fast, getting on hands and knees, thrusting her tight little butt high into the air, opening it wide for her father's drooling cock.
"Do it, Daddy-fuck it up my ass!"
She backed into him again. Wanda watched. Her hand swirled faster over her twat, her fingers dipping down to her own anus to wet it-just in case.
Ben gasped. His cockhead danced at Penny's little ass-hole. He gripped her small hips and sank his fingers into the firm, tight flesh of her ass-cheeks.
"Easy, honey-easy," he warned.
She was too impatient. She reached under her small body and gripped his slippery shaft and slid the head around her asscrack until it was centered just right. Then she pushed back relentlessly.
"Ahhhhhh, Daddy! It's stretching! I can feel it! Ooooo, it's burny feeling!"
Ben gasped. He looked down between her cheeks. He could see it happening. The big mushroom was spreading her anal ring, widening it, stretching it open, making it shiver and suck thrillingly.
"Ohhhh, God.. . " Wanda moaned, watching too, her fingertip playing with her own ass-hole.
"Ah!" Penny cried sharply. "Ah!"
Tears came to her eyes. She let out a gasp of air and fell forward, clenching her tight cheeks again and again. "Ohhhhh, it burned, Daddy."
"Honey, this is-"
"I want it! I want it! It just needs to be wetter, Daddy!"
She spun around and grabbed his stalk possessively before Wanda could get to fuck it again. She licked her lips and looked at the swollen cockhead. She dipped her head and sucked it into her mouth.
"Penny!" Wanda cried. "Oh, what are you doing!"
"Ohhhh, God!" Ben groaned, tipping his head back, sucking in air with a hiss. His prick stretched and throbbed.
Penny drew on the fiery knob, sucking hard with her small lips. Her tongue slithered all around the head, the point darting into the big eye and lapping up the oil seeping from it. She wrapped both her little hands around the stalk and began to bob her head up and down, sucking and sucking.
Wanda's eyes bulged. She watched her little sister suck their father's prick and saw the effect it was having on him, and she licked her lips and swirled her finger around in her sopping cunt. She would never have dreamed of putting a prick in her mouth. It had been a big enough hurdle to get it into her pussy. Because of Penny's insistence, she'd just started thinking about letting one fuck up her ass. But in her mouth!
"Ahhhhhhgh!" Ben cried. "Penny! Oh, Penny!"
He bucked his hips upward and felt the top of his head spin. Love poured from him as he felt her hot little mouth suck up and down his hard prick. More and more of the shaft went into her lips as she learned quickly how to suGk it.
He could feel the terrible intensity of her desire to make him squirt and make him happy, and he couldn't help putting his hand at the back of her head.
He felt his balls draw up. He felt the oils seeping from the end of his tongued cock and knew she was willing to endure the entire flood of boiling sperm into her throat just to make him happy.
"Ohhhhh, Penny-stop," he gasped, pushing gently on her head. "Honey, I. can't come in your mouth-not the first time, sweetie. Don't make me do that. Penny, do you understand, honey?"
Her tongue stopped. She opened her eyes and looked at the expression on his face. She sucked her lips from the raging knob and licked them with her little tongue and swallowed.
"I understand, Daddy," she said, her voice small.
He looked at the sweet, cherubic little face, the eyes brimming with love for him. Somehow, he believed she did understand-more than he did, maybe. He wondered if women were born with knowing how to mess with a man's conscience. She was too young to have learned it, and yet she sensed that there was a limit to what he would do for her right now.
She sat up, facing him. Then she pulled herself up onto the tops of his thighs, spreading her legs around his hips, scooting her open crotch right up to his thudding shaft.
She looked at him soulfully, her arms just around his neck. Her hairless little cunt was pointed right at him, and he couldn't help staring down at the glistening pink orifice.
She looked at her sister, who was staring, too. "Wanda-help Daddy fuck me," she said in her small voice. "I helped him fuck you."
Despite her need, Wanda licked her lips thoughtfully. It sounded very fair. She dipped her head forward, breathing on their crotches. Her tongue snaked out. It licked up Penny's pink crack and twirled the straining nub of her clit.
"Ohhhhh, not there, Wanda-not this time," Penny gasped, her head and body tipping back so that her pelvis rocked up and her cheeks rolled upward, too. "Do it there, Wanda.. . "
Wanda gasped and looked at the tight, pulsing ring of her sister's slick ass-hole. The flesh of her thighs and butt cheeks was pink and fresh and virginal, with just the lightest fuzz on her twat lips.
Wanda moaned and dipped again. Her lips and tongue attacked her little sister's ass-hole, sucking and kissing and pulling at the tiny mouth. The tip of her tongue entered it, and saliva made it slick.
"Ohhhhh, yes! Yes!" Penny cried. "Daddy, she's doing it! Ohhh, I love Wanda almost as much as I do you, Daddy! She's my favorite!"
Ben's prick jerked and bucked, snarling in the silky cascade of dark hair around Wanda's face. He heard her groan. He watched her knee lift high as she rolled onto one hip, and her pussy spread wide apart, drooling and silky. She jammed her hand into her crotch and masturbated vigorously while she sucked Penny's hot little ass-hole.
Wanda gasped and pulled back, her cheeks wet with Penny's cunt juice and her own saliva. Her eyes rolled in her head. "Ohhhhh, Daddy!" she cried. "I'm going to come again!"
Her hips churned. Her fingers attacked her pussy. Her tits stretched from her chest, and she exploded right there in front of them, squealing and going all red and quivery.
"Ahhhhh!" she cried, hunching her pussy toward her father's straining prick and then rubbing it against Penny's firm young thigh as she came and came.
Penny went all soft. She leaned back, her hands hooked over her father's shoulders, her eyes liquid. Her tiny, budding tits seemed to swell from her chest, and her virginal pussy gleamed and quivered.
"Do it now, Daddy-do it!" she moaned, scooting her butt along his thighs, bringing her sucked ass-hole right up to the tip of his prick.
Ben looked at her and gasped. He couldn't believe the love and willingness to make him happy that was pouring from her soulful expression. His cockhead slipped up and down her tender, sweet gap as it throbbed, and he looked into the pink, watering depths of her pussy and saw the tight stretch of her cherry across it.
"Penny!" he groaned. "My little girl...."
"Big girl now, Daddy," she said softly.
She looked at Wanda, who had stopped gasping and puffing and was showing interest in what they were doing again. Wanda didn't need to be asked. She reached out with her slim fingers and held her father's throbbing prick.
She placed the very tip against Penny's sopping ass mouth and pulled along the shaft gently a few times, as if jacking him off against Penny's ass-hole so that when he came he would spray the little mouth.
Penny lifted up, her cheeks spread as wide as they would go. She settled down slowly while her sister held his cock centered at her ass-hole.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy.. . " she moaned.
He could feel it. He could see it. The wide mushroom stretched the soaking, rubbery ring and began to open it.
"Daddy, it's going in!" Penny squeaked. "It's going up my ass! You're fucking my ass, Daddy! Ohhhhh, don't push-let me sink down on your prick and swallow it up and make you squirt and squirt inside me! Wanda-Wanda ... do you see it? Ohhhhh, what does it look like?"
"Hot." Wanda whispered, licking her full lips over and over. "Ohhhhh, I want that, too, Daddy!"
Ben strained his neck. He had to fight to keep from fucking upwards and ramming his big prick into his little girl's yielding ass-hole. It was driving him wild. He could feel the tight rubbery ring skinning the fiery head of his cock, stripping the sensitive meat. Her muscles pulsed unceasingly around the spongy meat.
"Daddy, wait!" Wanda cried, angling his prick away, making the tight ass-hole clamp shut and suck. She pointed it to her face. She parted her soft lips and opened her mouth. "I have to-try it!" she cried heatedly.
She plunged her mouth down over his prick, sucking it deep, swirling her tongue around the leaking head and along the veined, bumpy shaft. She drew and drew until Ben gasped.
Wanda sucked her mouth off. She didn't want to. Her hand was sliding and slopping through her cunt meat again. "I-I was just getting it wet again, Daddy," she said.
She put it back to Penny's ass-hole. The fiery knob burst into the rubbery mouth with a slick pop.
"Ahhhhh-eeeeee!" Penny cried, jerking erect, her little tits jutting from her chest, her pussy mouth squeezing and shaking. "It's in my ass! Daddy! You're really fucking my ass! Ohhhhh, Wanda, I love you! Daddy, I love you! Ahhhhh!"
Her little hand went to her hairless twat, swirling over the terribly bloated meat of her lips and over her stinging clit. Virginal juice ran from her hole and slithered down her crotch to the spot where her father's prick was penetrating her tiny ass-hole.
"Deeper, Daddy-all the way!" she cried, flexing her knees, sinking down slowly. Her ass-hole sucked and pulled, drawing her body down his shaft inch by inch.
Wanda moaned and thrust her face into the sodden junction of big cock and little ass-hole, and her tongue slithered all around the shaking flesh and throbbing tube, lubricating, slickening, making his prick slide up and up his little daughter's tiny butt.
Penny's hips shook. Her face contorted, and her eyes rolled around in her head. Her little tits heaved up and down on her chest and seemed to grow another cup size while he watched.
Ben's prick went in and in, and it was the most thrilling penetration of his entire life. In a few moments, he could feel her hot butt cheeks brushing against the tops of his thighs again as her anal mouth squeezed around the root of his cock.
"Daddy, we did it!" she cried happily, raining little kisses all over his face, hugging her tight tits against his chest. "You're fucking me at last, Daddy! Come in me now-let it all squirt into my little butt, I can take it, Daddy! Ohhhhh, let me make you happy!"
"Baby-honey ... my big girl! Your ass is squeezing all around my prick, sucking and pulling ... I can't ... Penny, you're making me start to ... ohhhhh, Wanda, I'm going to come in her!"
"Do it, Daddy! Do it!" Wanda cried, reaching under to cup his balls and squeeze the sperm right out of them.
"Eeeeeee, I can feel it throbbing and swelling, Daddy! You're going to come! So am I! I'm nearly-oh, yes! Fuck me, Daddy! Oh, fuck my butt-fuck it!"
Her little body vibrated in bliss. Her ass shook and heaved around his straining, stretching cock. The tight, clinging warmth of her sweet body was all around him and against him, and he'd never felt so unified with a woman before in his life-not even with Wanda a moment ago.
His sperm boiled upward through the straining tube connecting them. It was impelled by intense love and by the squeezing of Wanda's slim fingers around his balls as she helped to make the union complete.
He felt it flowing from his wide-open cock into her warm, loving body, and she pulsed all around him and took it until her dark tunnel became a slippery, oiled sea of love.
He opened his mouth. He wanted to say significant things, to express his love and to comment on the beauty of this moment. But nothing came out but a bellow.
"Yaaaaagh!" His hips strained upwards, and his prick felt glued into the depths of her tiny butt.
"Eeeeee, Daddy! I made you happy!" Penny cried, clinging tightly to her father, loving him with all that was in her.
That was the difference. That was what he'd never had with Mavis. Love. With Mavis, it had always been just fucking. With Penny-and even with Wanda-there'd been a new dimension of beauty he'd never felt before.
It crashed down around him. It ended the moment it was born. It came to a banging halt with the slam of the screen door and the gasp of outrage and the strident tones of Mavis's voice.
"You bastard!" she yelled.
Penny didn't seem to care. She clung to him and made whimpering sounds of joy, her little body humming and vibrating with wave after wave of orgasm.
It didn't bother Wanda, either. She masturbated herself to another climax, tossing her legs wide, drilling into her pussy with her fingers as she watched her father and little sister throb together.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy-you're coming in Penny's ass! I can see your sperm leaking out around your cock! Ohhhhh, fuck it up my ass next, Daddy! I want it in mine!"
But the intrusion bothered him. He looked around the saw his wife standing there, her hands on her hips, her face twisted up with disgust and hatred and outrage. Her tits wobbled inside the cheap dress, and he could see a dark stain at the area of her crotch.
Automatically, he knew she'd been fucking. She had that look about her. Even as his prick throbbed the last of his sperm into Penny's ass, he was able to wonder what trucker had logged in early.
Then he knew that none had. And that there was only one way she could have a cunt leaking that much sperm and juice onto her dress.
It had to be. There was only one other prick around.
"You rotten bastard!" she yelled again. "You scumming, depraved, freak-balled son of a bitch! How dare you fuck your own children!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ben sighed heavily. He felt strangely calm inside, despite her raucous tirade. His cock felt as if it were glowing up in the warm sweetness of Penny's butt.
"Mavis.. . " he began tiredly, not even wanting to talk to her. As a matter-of-fact, he didn't care if he ever talked to her or saw her again right at that moment.
"My God! You're fucking her ass!" she squalled, coming closer. She looked at Wanda as if appalled, then squinted. "What's that on your thighs? Has he fucked you, too? Has he?"
"Yes," Wanda said quietly, keeping her hand over her dark-haired twat, scooting back from the fury of her mother.
"I'll be goddamned!" Mavis cried. "I'm in there working on the books and trying to see that ends meet, and you're in here fucking your own daughters instead of fixing that window the way I told you to." She jammed her hands to her hips. "This is uribelieveable. By God, I'm going to have your ass for this, Ben Hickock."
Ben looked at her. For all he felt right then, she might as well have been a rock he was looking at. "Your cunt's leaking, Mavis," he said. "How about telling us who's been fucking you."
"Never mind my cunt! I see your cock up Penny's butt, and that's all I need to see to have your ass hung on a saguaro spike!"
"You shut up, you old bitch!" Penny flared with startling vehemence, her little face pouting up with a nasty look. Ben sucked in his breath. Even Mavis looked at her and went speechless for a moment.
Ben grinned softly. He felt Penny's anal ring squeezing tightly around his prick the angrier she got. He scooped his hands under her cheeks and lifted, easing her clinging hole from his shaft.
He felt strangely contented, a little like giggling, even. None of the children had dared stand up to Mavis before. Maybe he hadn't stood up to her enough lately himself.
"Don't you talk to me that way, you little twat, or I'll smack you silly," Mavis growled.
"You touch me, and I'll tell, by God!" Penny flared.
Mavis blinked. "Huh? Tell? Tell what?"
"What you and that man planned!"
Ben squinted, looking from his wildcat little daughter to his wife. It was clear Mavis didn't have any idea what Penny was talking about. Ben didn't either, but he found himself becoming very curious.
"I heard them, Daddy," Penny said, cowering toward him for protection. "Her and that man. I was feeling sick that night, and I got up to see if Mommy had a pill or something, and he was in bed with her. They were talking-planning. About you. About how they'd go off together after you had-"
"You shut up!" Mavis spat suddenly, raising her arm, lunging toward the little girl huddled protectively against her father.
Ben caught her arm. He held it in a tight grip. He looked into his wife's face and saw that she did know what Penny was talking about now. Her expression was a mask of fear.
Ben stood, still gripping her arm in his strong hand painfully, making her wince. "After I had what, Penny?" he asked quietly.
"She doesn't know what she's talking about! Don't listen to her!"
Penny licked her lips. She was sitting on her heels, her thighs parted. Sperm dripped from her ass-hole and puddled on the bed, but she didn't seem to notice.
"After you had been knocked over the cliff, Daddy," she finished firmly. "She said it. They planned it. I heard them, Daddy. I swear I did."
"She's a liar!"
Mavis tried to twist away and attack her daughter. Ben wrestled with her, staggering around on his bad leg. Pains shot through it as if lanced there by the memory of it all. He'd known all along that was what had happened that day five years ago. But hearing it confirmed made his blood pound inside him.
"You stinking bitch," she grated, grabbing her shoulders, not quite sure whether he was going to bash her to the floor or break her damn neck or
She twisted again. Her dress tore. Her big tits burst out of it and jiggled, and the tear went all the way to her pussy, revealing the bloated lips, the juice still running from it in strings.
She blew air through her nose. She gave him a twisted grin as she backed against the wall and panted hard, her tits heaving and plunging on her chest.
"You silly prick," she sneered. "What are you going to do now? You can't prove a thing. I say she dreamed it all up. She said she was sick. Well, she had a nightmare. Prove otherwise, Ben."
He looked at her. He felt hollow inside. It dawned on him that he hated her. Not just now. He had for a long, long time.
"So? Come on. Hit me or something. If you think you can catch me," she laughed, pointing cruelly at his leg. "My, my-look. Your prick's hard. How did that happen, darling? You haven't had a hard prick in years. Does it excite you to want to hit me? Does it make you want to rape me? Come on, big boy-ram that cock up my pussy and rape me. I dare you. I don't think you can."
Ben looked down. His prick was ramrod stiff, yearning for more of the sweet love it had received from his daughters. He gripped it and looked at his wife's dripping cunt.
"That might not be such a bad idea, Mavis," he said, approaching her.
She laughed openly. "You know it's just going to wilt, Ben. Just because you managed to keep a hard-on long enough to fuck your daughters with it-that doesn't make you a man again. Imagine that-fucking a little girl up the ass and thinking you're a man now!"
She stopped cowering. She pointed and laughed. She held a tit in her hand and shook it at him. She opened her thighs and ripped the dress the rest of the way from her full body.
"Come on, Ben!" she taunted. "Here it is! Come, fuck it! Fuck me up the wall and teach me a lesson!"
Ben grabbed her and threw her around so that she sprawled onto the bed on her back. She laughed. His daughters gasped and started. She flung her legs wide and pulled her cunt lips apart, revealing the sperm-drenched meat of her hole.
"Come on, you impotent bastard! Fuck me with that hard prick! Sink it up my wet cunt, and let's see if you're half the fucker your son is!"
Ben stared at her open cunt. His prick jerked. It always did when he looked and remembered how it used to be with them. He watched her swivel her ass and pat her twat with her hand and taunt him, and he imagined the horny, rabbity way Howard had been sucked into the heat of her pussy, just the way he had been so many years ago.
He didn't blame his son. He couldn't. Mavis was a hot fuck. But that was all. There would coma the day when Howard realized there was more to it than just a hot fuck. He had faith in his son.
"You quit teasing Daddy!" Penny cried, scuttling across the bed to hit at her mother. Mavis enfolded her girl in her arms and laughed and sucked the whole of Penny's left tit into her mouth, pulling back and stretching the nipple with her lips, letting it go with a loud smack.
"Mmmmm, you keep those little tits growing, sweetie, I've got plans for them. Lots of plans. For you and Wanda both!"
"What kind of plans, Mom?" Wanda asked. She had her eyes glued to her mother's drooling pussy. She was imagining the sight of her father's prick plowing into it and spewing his cum into her. She was also very conscious of her mother's admission that Howard had fucked her, and the thought of his young prick made her pussy shiver.
"Plans you'll love, baby," Mavis said. "You got fucked, huh? That's fine. Maybe the old bastard did me a favor, getting you over your hang-up. But Howard's going to be a little disappointed. He's back in my room fucking the shit out of Lula right now, getting himself all warmed up for the sweet pussy he really wants to sink his hard cock into."
"You mean-mine?" Wanda gasped, clamping her hand between her thighs again, feeling shivers go all through her.
"You've got it, honey. All the sperm you see drooling out of my hole was just warm up for him. He wants you, baby. And if you think that old fart of a father gave you a good time, you just wait until Howard sinks his hard, spewing prick up your cunt. Baby, you haven't been fucked at all until you've been drilled senseless by your brother!"
She moaned. Her hips shivered. Her pussy mouth sucked and spasmed and got wetter than ever as she remembered. "Ohhhhh, honey-you'd better hurry over before Lula drains him dry! You know how much fucking she can take, don't you? Well, he was just sticking it up her ass when I left them."
"You sick bitch," Ben said softly.
"Ohhhh, his cock strains up from his hard balls like an iron rod! He fucks hard, Wanda-non-stop, coming over and over! God, it was heaven! His sperm tastes like sweet cream, and it floods into your throat like hot syrup! Hurry, Wanda! He's waiting for you, honey!"
"Mom!" Wanda gasped, imagining it all. She couldn't help parting her knees and switching her hips about, running her finger in and out of her tingling, slippery pussy hole as she listened. There was no doubt in her mind at all that Howard had come in his mother's mouth, up her pussy, in her ass. She felt undeniable envy, and her cunt sucked and pulled at her finger.
Ben ground his teeth. He stood over his wife and looked down at her writhing, twisting body. She shivered all over as she recounted it, and he knew it was not a taunting act. The bitch had perverted Lula. Now Howard. And she was working on Wanda. Penny would be next if he didn't stop her.
He wasn't going to let that happen.
As if reading his mind, Penny put her hands on his ass and pushed him forward. "Fuck her, Daddy! Fuck her hard and make it hurt!"
"Yeah, fuck me, Daddy," Mavis taunted. "Your son's made my cunt soaking wet and slippery. It ought to slide right up, but we both know it won't, don't we? Here it is, Ben-I'm holding it wide open for you. I'll even make you a promise, you jerk-you get it in there, and I'll fuck it for you."
"That's no promise," Ben grated. "That's a threat."
"Oh, terrible! Oh, bad! You wouldn't be trying to back out now, would you, turning everything into threat and insult? Are you afraid to embarrass yourself in front of your daughters? Yeah, maybe you'd better quit while you're ahead, Ben, now that you've got them thinking you're a real stud."
"You bitch!" he snarled.
"Come on, Ben-fuck me!" she screamed at him.
He did. He seemed to go black for a moment. He heard a low growl fill the cabin, and he fell on her, right between her parted thighs, his cock in .his hand and pointed right for her hole.
But something happened. With a subtle turn of her hips, he stabbed into the pocket of fiesh between her pussy lip and her groin, and his cock screamed at him, as if demanding to know why he was trying to snap it in half.
"Yaaaaah!" Mavis howled, laughing. "Can't even hit the fucking hole, you piss-poor excuse for a man!"
Ben reared back and stabbed again. His prick shot under her crotch into her slippery asscrack, and the rough material of the bed made the underside of the sensitive meat burn.
"Missed again, hot Daddy!" she laughed. "That's all right, don't give up. It takes practice. If you can keep it hard long enough, you might hit the hole yet!"
Ben's scalp tingled with rage. This was the way it had been for the past five years. Her wet pussy was a weapon, taunting him cruelly, seething with hatred for him-enough to murder.
He grabbed the sides of her hips tightly and reared back and drove forward once again. Hot, wet, silky tissues enfolded his prick.
"Ohhhhh, fuck her, Daddy!" Penny cried, beating her little fists on the bed with encouragement.
Ben grinned victoriously. The quivering, wet meat was all around his cock. He had her now. She wasn't dry inside this time, and he thanked his son for that. He felt himself gather up to ram his cock all the way to the back of her cunt and smash against her cervix and make her yell with surrender.
He wanted to hurt her-really hurt her, for the first time ever. He seared forward with all his might, and he waited for the throaty scream to come.
It didn't.
He heard a dry, rusty cackle instead. Coarse pubes, scratching like steel wool along the bottom of his prick made the shaft burn. The slap of his hips against hers was the only thing that was right.
"Ben rides again!" Mavis cried triumphantly, seized with spasms of cruel laughter.
Ben lifted up. He looked down. He felt the blood drain from his head and leave him dizzy. He couldn't believe it had happened again, but it had. It sure as hell had. His cock lay along the groove of her twat, irretrievably wilted.
"Go on, Wanda," Mavis cried. "Don't walk-run! Run to the only manly cock in this goddamn family. Go in and get Howard to sink his prick into your hot pussy and blow it full of sperm. Learn what it feels like to be fucked by a man!"
Wanda groaned. She looked at her father's wilted, limp prick, and her eyes were sad. She stopped twirling her hand over her pussy. She'd been ready to come with him. Only a few more strokes over her clit would have brought her to shuddering orgasm.
Her mother had been right after all. He was an impotent old man. She rolled from the bed and picked up her dress, and started for the door, needing the feel of another sweet, stiff prick up her yearning pussy. It was clear now that it would have to be her brother's.
"Wanda-don't do it!" Ben pleaded. "Don't run out on me! Don't listen to her, Wanda, she only wants to make you into a whore!"
Wanda turned. Her pointed young tits stood from her chest, the nipples hard with need. "Daddy, I'm sorry," she said softly. "I need more fucking, Daddy. I need it, and.. . " She let her voice trail off as she looked at his limp prick. Then she turned and hurried from cabin eight, running across the bright, sun-drenched ground, her willowy hips flashing nakedly in the sun.
Ben heard the screen door slam. His shoulders slumped. He sat on the edge of the bed with his spine bent over. "You bitch," he said hollowly.
Mavis pushed erect and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. "You're finished, Ben. They're all gone now. You stayed around the last time you weren't wanted because of the kids, but you don't have that excuse any more. They don't want you either."
She stood up. Her body was still full and ripe and beautiful. It was a farce for such beauty to contain such ugliness inside. He stared ahead at her puffy cunt and saw how wet it was. He didn't understand what had happened.
"Penny, you come with me," Mavis said. "If you've been fucked by him, then you're ready enough."
"No," Ben said. "Not Penny. Not Penny!"
"Oh, shut up. You owe her something. You owe her a chance to get some money around here. You haven't provided any, and we all need it." She yanked on Penny's arm. "I said to come on. I've already got an offer for you for tomorrow night, and I want Howard to make sure you can take lots of prick up that young pussy."
"No, Mommy, no!" Penny cried, trying to pull back. "Daddy, make her let go! I don't want her old money! I want you, Daddy! I want you to be first! I love you!"
"First?" Mavis croaked. Her face brightened, and she licked her lips. Her heart pounded. If Penny was still a virgin, she'd be worth maybe-maybe two, three hundred dollars. All in one night!
She quickly dumped Penny onto her back and spread the slim little thighs wide apart and shoved her face into the hairless crotch and looked. There it was! Her cherry! All pink and tight, stretched right across that sucking little pussy mouth. A cherry!
Elation bubbled inside her. She pulled Penny erect and shoved her toward the door. She'd thought Ben had screwed her. But, like the backward ass-hole he was, he'd only fucked her butt.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Penny cried, resisting her mother ineffectually.
Ben watched them. He sat on the edge of the bed. His bad leg sent pains shooting up his spine to the base of his skull. Physically, it would be tough to catch up with Mavis, even while she dragged Penny along. Emotionally, he was too drained to even try.
He looked at the sweet, round buns, the hard little buds of her tits, the bald, puffy, succulent lips of her tiny crack, and tears welled in his eyes. It was the ultimate betrayal.
"Daddy-I love you!" Penny cried from outside, her sweet voice coming through the cabin wall.
Ben sat. He looked at his prick. He held it in his hand. He traced the line of the scar that ran up his thigh to the base of his balls. He remembered the fall, the emptiness of space under him, the sudden halt and pain. He sighed heavily. He lifted his head and looked around the interior of cabin eight, seeing its shabbiness as if for the first time.
His mind began to drift. The Spanish treasure gleamed just within his reach. Cool, crisp mountain air blew around him, and he smelled the scent of tall pines in it.
But his dream was empty now, because he was the only one in it.
He stood suddenly. He strode across the bedroom. His leg didn't hurt now. He looked down at it and saw the scar still there-on the outside, only in the skin.
Daddy, I still love you! The words rang through his mind, impelling one long step after the other. She had forgiven him, even when he'd done nothing to help her.
He walked nude across the desert. He thought of Penny's sweet body and beautiful soul, and he jacked his prick with his fist, not caring if anyone saw him doing it. He reached the main house and thumped up the sagging, splintery steps and slammed the door open.
His cock jutted from his hand. He looked down at it and saw that it was like a bar of iron. It thrust forward like a machine of vengeance, and he followed it into Mavis's bedroom-into his old bedroom. He stood in the doorway and surveyed it all.
"It's Daddy," Lula said with surprise. She glanced at him and didn't stop fucking her wild, hot pussy with her hand. She rotated her buttocks and smeared sperm over her tissues as it leaked from inside her hot holes. Then she looked at him again, seeing his big prick jutting into the room. "Hey, it's Daddy!" she grinned.
Wanda and Howard moaned and looked around.
Wanda's willowy body was stretched under his. She was writhing in bliss, her sweet pussy stroking up and down her brother's shaft. Her slim legs were up and open, and her thighs flexed around his hips with smooth motions as they fucked.
"Ohhhhh, Howard-darling Howard! It's wonderful! Fucking with you is so wonderful!"
His palms ran over her willowy hips and scooped under her round, tight ass-cheeks, and he drove his hard prick into her yielding, eager body, the motions smooth, unhurried, caressing, loving.
"Wanda-sweet Wanda ... ohhhh, how long I've wanted to hold you and love you this way! Oh, God-arch your back and let me feel your wonderful tits hard against me, Wanda!"
Wanda moaned and opened her mouth and lifted to her brother's lips, kissing him fully and openly. A purring sound came from the back of her throat. Her eyes rolled, and she saw her father. She smiled and purred again, not stopping, slipping her sweet pussy up and down her brother's full prick.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-you cured me! I love you for it, Daddy! Ohhhh, I didn't mean what I said about wanting to fuck any old prick, Daddy. There are special ones. I just know there are!"
Howard looked sheepishly at his father. He couldn't stop the smooth motions of his butt as he rode in and out of Wanda's warm, slippery pussy.
"Dad?" he said quietly. "Don't be sore, Dad. This is something I ... ohhhh, God, you understand, don't you, Dad? Fucking Lula was one thing, but Wanda ... ohhhhh, Wanda.. . " he gasped, his butt shuddering suddenly.
"Ahhhhh, yes, Howard-yes! Do it, darling! Ohhhh, I'm there with you! Daddy! Ohhhhh, Daddy! Howard! Yes! Yes!"
She lifted and shivered. Her pussy drank up the flow of sperm from her brother's prick. She was fucking him, but she was looking at her father, her eyes hooded and sweet, and Ben knew she was, at that moment, receiving both of them into her being.
It was a beautiful thing to watch. It made him happy and warm inside. It told him that he'd been right about them both all along. It told him that Mavis had lost after all.
He glanced at Lula. He couldn't suppress an inward grin. She was watching them too, and her face was a mask of envy. He knew Howard hadn't fucked her that well.
He watched her butt clench and shake, her hand whip over her juicy pussy as she strained for orgasm with them. She flung her legs in every direction as if fighting with her pussy for orgasm, doing it for the sensation only and not because she had a prick to love.
That was Mavis's way. She was just like her mother. Her hips even plunged and switched the same way. She would be a hot fuck, but she would be a meaningless one.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy! Make her stop! She's hurting my ass, Daddy!"
Ben looked at the sound of Penny's wail and saw his little daughter with her crotch spread wide over her mother's face. Mavis licked and sucked at the spread, virginal pussy, running her tongue all over the hairless, puffy lips and rimming the pink hole.
Her finger was shoved ail the way up Penny's ass, and she twirled it around, slopping through the load of sperm he'd left inside. She pumped it in and out .roughly, making Penny wince and jerk.
"Mommy, it hurts!" she cried.
"Shut up and get your face down there and suck my cunt, you little brat. If you're going to help out, you've got to learn to suck pussy and ass-holes and tits and pricks and everything. You've got to learn to turn your mouth into a second pussy. Now, take my clit between your lips and-"
"No! No! I don't want to suck your old cunt! It stinks!"
Mavis slapped her daughter's rump stingingly. "Do what I tell you to do!"
She was just ready to dump Penny onto her back and squat over her succulent lips to force the wet maw against her daughter's mouth when she saw Ben. She looked at his hard cock and let out a scornful sound.
"God, not again!" she cried. "Ben, when are you going to give up? You can't fuck!"
"Neither can you, Mavis," he said. "Get off her."
"What-you want another shot at it? Come on, I'm game. Any time you are, Ben, I'm game. I'll wilt your prick down any day, any time of day, just because it's fun."
She released Penny. She spread out, pulling her pussy lips apart again, opening her wet hole wide for him. "Come on, Daddykins-give Mommy a big come. God, do something worthwhile today."
"Mavis, do you honestly think I came in here to give you an orgasm?"
"Hell, no!" she laughed. "You're incapable! But if you want to try.. . "
"Can you remember the last time you gave me one? Gave me one?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I used to give them to you all the time. You used to be a pretty good fucker, Ben, but you went to hell."
"No, I didn't. Not really. The business did, and that was all that ever meant anything to you. You never gave me anything. You just took. You're still taking. Only now it's your children's decency. At least, you're trying. But I think you blew it when you put Howard and Wanda together. Look at them. They know what the word means now. It doesn't mean your plans for whoring them."
"Oh, shut up and fuck me, you ass-hole!" she cried, making her wide pussy suck and slurp at him.
He put his hand on her leg. She grinned, daring him with her eyes, readying her hips for more evasion and torment. He gripped tightly and pulled, sliding her off the bed with a squall and flailing arms so that she landed hard on her butt on the floor.
"You bastard!" she yowled.
Ben ignored her. He opened his arms and got onto the bed, reaching for Penny. "Honey," he said to her quietly.
"Daddy, Daddy!" she cried, rushing into his arms, lying against him.
He cupped her small, tight buttocks. "Do you want to make me happy, Penny? Very, very happy?"
"Oh, yes, Daddy-yes!" she sobbed, looking into his eyes, understanding immediately.
He lifted her in his arms. His prick strained upward. He concentrated on her cute young face, on her shining eyes, on the love that flowed between them.
"Now, Penny," he whispered.
"Ohhhhh, yes, Daddy-now!"
She eagerly straddled his lap, flexing her knees, spreading her trim thighs wide so that her bald pussy opened. She fingered her little clit and brought a flow of honey to her virginal twat mouth.
"Ah!" Mavis squeaked from the floor. "Ah, what are you doing, you stupid jerk! Don't do that!" She watched the pink tissue of Penny's cherry stretch tightly over her vaginal mouth and watched the quivering orifice come lower and lower toward his standing cock. "Don't you dare fuck her, Ben!" she screeched. "That cherry's worth money!"
Ben shut her sound from his mind. He gazed at his beautiful daughter. "I love you, Penny," he said softly.
"I love you too, Daddy."
She held his prick in her little hand. She placed the tip against her cunt mouth. The glans swelled and filled the pouting lips. Her tissues became silky and warm and quivery as the broad glans began to nose into the very mouth of her pussy.
"Daddy.. . " Penny gasped.
"I know, honey-I know."
"Am I doing it, Daddy? Am I making you happy?"
"Very happy, darling."
"I can feel it pressing-pushing. Ohhhh, wait-there. It doesn't hurt any more. I'm not letting it hurt, Daddy. It's not hurting because it's you."
"I'm glad, Penny."
"Ohhhh," Daddy, your prick is throbbing! Ahhhhhgh, it's going to pop-oh! Now, Daddy? Now? Ohhhhh, NOW!"
"Stop! Stop! You bastard, stop!" Mavis bawled.
She scrambled up from the floor as realization that he wasn't going to wilt swept through her. But Howard was standing solidly in front of her with
Wanda by his side.
"Leave them alone, Mom," he said, his voice respectful but firm.
"You kids get out of my way! I've got to stop them!"
"We won't," Wanda said, just as firmly. Her tits thrust forward, young and pointed and firm. Her pussy was warm and wet with her brother's sperm, and her hip was solidly against his, her arm around his waist.
Mavis licked in her lips. She looked at Lula for help. Lula's eyes slid away, looking at her brother and sister and then at her father and little Penny. There was a funny expression on her face, as if she were seeing something for the first time.
The sound filled the room and shocked them all, even Mavis. It wasn't a scream of pain. It was richer than that. It was more like a song, a trilling of love.
Her small body shuddered hard, and then it seemed to sink down on the straining shaft of her father's prick until her hairless pussy was filled with it.
Pink juice frothed from her flapping lips and quivering hole. She slid her hands up her virginal body and held her tight little tits and pressed them hard against her chest. A smile broke across her trembling lips, and there was a hint of glistening in her liquid eyes.
She sighed deeply and leaned back against her father's upraised thighs and gazed down on him. "Ohhhhh, Daddy-it's so good! It's all the way in me, Daddy-all the way to the back of my pussy. Daddy, I'm your big girl now, aren't I? I'm fucking you, and you're fucking me! Oh, I love you! I love your prick in my pussy! Am I making you happy, Daddy?"
"Oh, yes, darling-yes."
"Me, too! You're making me happy, too! That's the way it should be when people fuck, isn't it, Daddy?"
"Yes, honey-that's the way it should be."
Mavis sobbed audibly. "Oh, God...." she croaked. She stared at the pink juice bubbling from her daughter's cunt and smearing over her husband's cherry-popping prick. "Damn! Oh, damn-gone!"
She jerked her head up. Maybe it was because of a small sound. She looked into Wanda's face. What she saw there made her draw in her breath and lick her lips.
"Wanda," she whispered.
Her daughter turned her head and buried her face in the hollow of Howard's shoulder.
"Howard?" She licked her lips again. "I let you fuck me, Howard. Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't it mean anything to you?"
"Miss Sugar let me fuck her, too," Howard said evenly. "It was about the same, Mom. Wanda showed me that. She made me realize it. It was real close to the same."
Mavis took a step back. She watched the play of expressions over Penny's face as she gazed at her father and moved her hips gently around in tiny, exploring circles.
She looked at Ben's face. He wore an expression she'd never seen before. It was as if she didn't even know him. He'd certainly never looked at her that way when his prick was buried in her pussy back in the old days.
She gave a slight shrug of her shoulders. She didn't understand such expressions. She sighed. She turned toward Lula.
"Come on, Lula. I guess we'd better leave. There's something strange going on around here, and it's clear that you and I don't fit. That's all right. We'll do all right together, won't we, honey? Come on, before you get sucked into this screwy conspiracy, too."
Lula looked at her mother. She looked from one to the other of them and then back to her mother. "No," she said.
"What!"
"Howard, will you-will you and Wanda ... teach me?" Lula asked softly, pleadingly.
Wanda looked at her sister. Her eager, hot-cunted, dirty-tricking sister. The memories came back, the tormenting, the many, many times of rotten tricks.
"All right, Lula," she said quietly. "If you really mean it."
"Oh, Daddy, I do-I do mean it!" Lula cried. "Please, Daddy! Teach me, too!"
"Watch, Lula," Penny said. "Watch me, and I'll teach you."
Her face was angelic. She made small motions with her slippery, virginal pussy. The silky tissues caressed her father's prick. Her oils bathed him again and again. She didn't even have to move. Her sweet pussy did everything as it stripped and rippled all along the length of her father's hard, throbbing cock.
"Ohhhh, Daddy-I'm getting so happy! Daddy, I'm going to come! Daddy, I love you and I'm going to come and-ohhhhh, squirt in me, Daddy! Come with me! Yes-ohhhhh, yes!"
Her little body shook. Her warm pussy squirmed all up and down his shaft, pulling and sucking. She hid nothing. They could all see her clit spring from the top of her hairless, glistening cleft as her cunt mouth throbbed and pulsed around his shaft.
They could see his root swell and bloat with sperm as the first jet of it slipped up his cock and squirted into her warm, open cunt.
"Ahhhhhh, Penny!" he cried softly. "I'm happy, darling! Happy!"
He let it happen. They all watched him. They all watched him and Penny. All but Mavis. From the corner of his eye, he just saw her slip quietly from the room. The corner of her suitcase bumped against the door, and then she was gone.
Tears came to his eyes. He spurted and hosed into his sweet daughter's pussy just as he felt Lula's soft, moist lips come down over his in a kiss that he would never forget. It was a tender kiss, an exploratory one, as if she were trying to learn and feel from being a part of them at that moment.
Then Wanda was beside him, alternating the kiss with Lula, the two girls smiling at each other across his face. He watched Howard bend over Penny's gasping mouth and his hand hold her budding tit gently. He felt her pussy shiver around his prick with the extra stimulation, and he nearly cried.
He had his dream now. It had come true. Somehow, he knew, the rest of it would, too.
