Sweet little Sheree Masters had just had her cherry popped brutally by her father, and he was now pumping his hard cock into her as hard and fast as he could.
Sheree's mother, Pinky, was sucking, licking and biting at Sheree's large hard, erect nipples, with a hungry mouth.
Sheree's brother Larry, was downstairs when he heard Sheree scream in pain.
He ran up the stairs three at a time and his jaw dropped when he saw what was going on in his sister's room.
Sheree had been tied spread eagle to the bed by four pieces of copper wire and she was unable to resist her parent's vicious sexual attack.
Larry didn't know what to think, but he could feel his cock growing inside his tight jeans when he looked at his mother's big tits.
Pinky stopped sucking on her daughter's tits and turned to face her son.
"We're having a Christmas party," Pinky said with an evil smile on her face. "And you are just in time to join us."
Pinky walked up to Larry and put her hand tenderly on the bulge in the front of his pants.
"How would you like your old lady to suck you off?" Pinky said and seductively winked at her son.
CHAPTER ONE
There is a sleepy little rural town just south of Rochester, New York, called Rushdale.
The village itself is no more than a crossroads, consisting of a general store, the post office and a bar called Hooky's.
Most of the people in the town are fanners, who, because they are poor, are forced to work their own fields, without the help of employees.
Others have various blue-collar jobs, like factory or construction work.
It was generally known as the poorest section of Monroe County, and the people were looked down upon as being uneducated.
The rich folks in the rest of the county referred to the residents of Rushdale as poor white trash.
It was not the best place in the world to bring up a family, but many of the people were kind and simple and everybody had a keen instinct for survival.
"At least the air is clean," they would say in defense of their community.
It was almost Christmas time in 1980, and the farmers had very little to do except to sit in Hooky's and sip the foam from the tops of small glasses of draft beer.
The beers cost a quarter, and if you sipped and didn't chug, you could kill a whole afternoon in Hooky's for a fin.
It was Saturday morning and Sheree Masters was just waking up.
She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes with two tiny fists and stretched her arms with a yawn up toward the ceiling.
She had grown used to the condition her bedroom was in and she no longer minded its shoddy appearance.
The walls were made of uncovered plaster board and the floor was uncovered wood.
The house smelled like wood smoke from the wood stove which still sat in the middle of the living room.
The Masters were very poor, and Sheree couldn't wait until she was old enough to get the hell out of there.
She was wearing a thin white nightgown with nothing underneath.
It was chilly in the house so she slipped on a pair of slippers before she made her way to the window to see what the weekend looked like.
To her surprise and pleasure, it was snowing! That made her very happy.
For the past couple of years there had been no snow for Christmas, which made the holiday even bleeker for the Masters than usual.
There wasn't enough money for a lot of presents, so a white fluffy blanket of snow on the ground inevitably made things cheerier.
Sheree's father was named Dick and he made all of the family's money by working t in construction for a big company in the city.
He had to face the constant threat of being laid off and his life was filled with stress.
This stress wore off on the other members of the family, and there was always an expected tension in the home.
Sheree wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. She had an urge to climb right back into bed and bury herself under the covers where she knew it was nice and warm, but she was too excited about it being Saturday to go back to sleep, and she was afraid she was going to miss something.
She was the type who hated to sleep. She thought of it as wasted time.
If her body didn't demand rest nightly, she would have gladly stayed awake and alert twenty-four hours a day.
Sheree's mother was named Pinky, and she was, even Sheree knew, what was commonly called a tramp.
She could have gotten a job and helped the rest of the family by making some money, but she was a lazy bitch, and preferred to blow milk money in Hooky's killing her pain.
It was also well known that Pinky Masters had the morals of a mink.
After a few quarter drafts at the bar she was inevitably open for suggestion, and there was always a truck driver who had his moves down, who could talk Pinky into getting into the cab of his truck for a quick plow.
Sheree was ashamed of her mother, but she was the only mother she had.
She couldn't wait until she was eighteen so she could hit the road and go to California.
Sheree was sixteen and she prayed to God each night that she would have the strength to stick it out until she was a legal adult.
She knew that if she ran away now, her mother would call the cops and within days she would be dragged home by a twisted ear.
It wasn't out of any great love and respect for her family that she stayed either.
It was simply that she knew if she left home she would have to leave school, and without her high school diploma, she knew she faces this kind of existance for the rest of her life.
Sheree had an older brother who was eighteen, and who dropped out of school two years before because he wasn't into it.
He worked bagging groceries at the general store and then spent all of his money on booze and drugs.
He was still living in the house and more and more every day he was considered a leech.
His name was Larry and he was tall and handsome. His face had ugly rings under his eyes from lack of sleep, and though Sheree had never confirmed her suspicions, she was sure he was taking dangerous drugs which had turned him into a junkie.
Pinky had gotten pregnant by Dick when she was only fourteen and the result was Larry.
They had gotten married, because that was what they were supposed to do.
There was still some unnamed hostility toward Larry from both of his parents.
They blamed him for fucking up their lives. If he had not come around, Pinky and Dick were convinced things would have turned out a lot better.
Sheree knew that they would have found another way of fucking up their lives without Larry's unwanted appearance.
Sheree did not receive the same kind of hostility from her folks that Larry did, because she was the second child and she was little and cute.
But she still had always gotten the feeling that she was considered a burden more than a joy.
It can be hell for a little girl to know that her parents wish she wasn't around because she sapped the beer fund.
Now Sheree could feel herself turning into a woman and she knew that her life was going to change in many ways in the very near future. At least she hoped so.
She was quickly becoming an outrageously beautiful little girl.
Although she knew that she would never be any taller than five foot, just like Pinky, she had long straight black hair which spilled gracefully down over her shoulders and her breasts seemed to be getting larger every day.
Indeed, she was developing huge tits. Her breasts stuck straight out and didn't sag the least little bit.
She had never worn a bra and she certainly had no need to.
She liked to wear white tee-shirts so that her nipples would show.
Sheree was starting to become very attracted to boys. She wanted to have sex very badly, but she had never as much as allowed a boy to touch her below the waist, even with her clothes on.
She told herself she was learning from her mother's mistakes.
She didn't want to screw up her life royal by getting knocked up by some busted scumbag.
The trouble was, her body was screaming at her almost constantly for sexual pleasure.
It wasn't easy to shut a guy's gas off when she wanted to get laid just as much as he did.
But she had remained good and her hymen was intact and she was proud of that fact very much.
It hadn't taken her very long to come up with at least a partial solution to her problem.
She masturbated four or five times a day and this kept her sexual urges down to a minimum.
Still she could tell that the orgasms she gave herself by diddling her clitoris with her fingers was nothing compared to what a big hard stiff cock could do.
She tried to push those things into the back of her head but they always managed to come back up to the front against her will.
She hoped she would not end up looking like her mother someday.
Pinky was also very short but she had been dying her dark hair blonde for some time.
There always seemed to be a half inch of black roots showing, which only added to Pinky's cheap image.
Sheree even wondered sometimes if Dick was really her father, or if he was just the sucker who got stuck with the tab.
As Sheree hugged herself and watched the snow fall to the ground ouside her window gracefully, she could feel that old familiar ache in her loins emerging like a pack of stampeding animals.
She knew that before she did anything on this day, she would have to make herself come.
She had a hell of a time concentrating on anything when she was horny.
She took one last long look out the window at the winter wonderland.
Their house was on a winding dirt road on the edge of a big pine forest, and with the exception of a couple of telephone poles then-was no sign of civilization.
There weren't even any tire tracks on the road yet. If there hadn't been drainage ditches on either side of the road, one would not have been able to tell it was there.
Sheree could hear Pinky and Dick laughing hysterically downstairs.
She could tell by the tone of their voices that it was still late Friday night for them.
They had been out all night drinking and were now fucking their way through the morning.
Sheree didn't want to go down there yet. She was afraid her parents would be fucking right out in the open someplace and she was always embarrassed when she had to look at that.
She tried to imagine that a horse drawn sleigh was going down the road with Christmas carollers on the back.
But all she saw was a frozen blank world. That was how Sheree felt about everything.
Everything was frozen and blank. She couldn't wait until she went to California where everything was full and warm.
Sheree moved away from the window and climbed back into her bed.
She got underneath all of the covers and shivered until she was warm.
She could feel her little pussy getting all wet from it's own natural lubrication.
She tried to plug her ears to the obscene sounds she heard downstairs.
Sheree's nipples were hard and erect from a combination of her horniness and the chill in the air.
She pulled her white nightgown over her head and dropped it to the floor.
She lay there now naked and warm with her cunt throbbing and her nipples buzzing.
Her waist was very thin and her torso then spread out into near perfect round firm hips.
She was, what the men in Rush dale preferred to call a looker.
She often was whistled at by truck drivers, and though this made her feel special and good, she knew the same thing had probably happened to her mother when she was a teenager, and it certainly hadn't gotten Pinky anywhere.
Sheree had little hands with very long fingers. She had always thought that her thumbs were too long and were out of proportion with the rest of her hand, but no one else had ever commented on it so she figured it must be her imagination.
Her nails were long and she kept them filed so they were uniform.
She never wore any nail polish on either her fingernails or her toenails.
She tried to avoid anything that could make her look cheap.
Everyone in town knew who her parents were and they expected her to put out to anyone who asked.
Sheree knew she had to go out of her way to show that she was not as cheap as her background would indicate.
She laid her fingertips lightly on her hard nipples and shuddered at how good that felt.
Her nipples were very sensitive. She often wondered if she could make herself have an orgasm by just touching her nipples. She knew it would take a lot of patience but she was willing to give it a try someday.
She diddled and pinched her nipples for a long time, and each sensation seemed to travel immediately down her spine and go directly into her cunt.
She could feel that her cunt lips were all swollen and moist.
Her clitoris throbbed with a great ache, and she could tell that that pink hot pearl of super erotic flesh was erect and protruding from its sheath that usually all but covered it.
She felt as if she was in her own little womb, away from her troubles, when she was underneath all of her covers touching herself in a sensuous way.
Then she ran the palms of her hands flat down her belly, noticing how each nerve in her body seemed fully prepared to give her pleasure.
Yes, she was very hot this Saturday morning, and she knew that when her orgasm came it was going to be a very big one.
Sheree had a thick patch of pitch black pubic hair that grew above her virgin cunt.
She had sparser short and curly hairs on either side of her thick outer cunt lips and between the cheeks of her round firm ass.
She began to fantasize. She told herself that she was in Southern California, lying on a beach. She didn't know the names of any of the beaches there but she guessed that it didn't make any diffrence which one.
She moved her fingertips very slowly down her torso until they touched the top of her thick pubic patch, which totally covered the bone which was very close to the skin at that point.
She had heard that her pubies were there to act as padding for when a man drove his cock into her as hard as he could.
In her fantasy she was surrounded by three hunky lifeguards.
They were all tall and handsome and muscular and they each had been in the sun so much that their skins were bronzed.
She was lying on a blanket on the beach with her legs spread wide open and while two of the lifeguards sucked her nipples the other was positioned between her open thighs so he could eat her cunt.
She worked her fingers through the forest of pubic hair until she was touching the slippery outer lips of her cunt.
She could feel goose bumps forming all over her body as her forefinger became wet from her cunt juices.
She could feel the passionate ache in her loins growing in leaps and bounds.
The sexual tension seemed to be centered both in her clit and in her lower abdomen.
She knew the ache in her abdomen was actually deep up inside her pussy, where she had never been touched.
She used the side of her hand to slide up and down on top of her outer labia.
She couldn't help but moan a little at how good that felt.
Her love button, which was standing at attention at the top of her pussy, was yearning to be touched hard and fast, but she did not give it direct stimulation yet, because she knew her climax would be better if she saved the best for last.
She spread her legs open as far as they would go and raised her knees up in the air.
She used her long nails at that point to scratch up and down the insides of her thighs.
Next to her cunt and her nipples, the insides of her thighs were the most sensitive places on her body.
She was also very sensitive on her ass, especially between the cheeks and on the ass-hole itself, but after a lot of thought, she decided her thighs felt better when they were touched.
Then the little girl pulled the lips of her cunt open. as far as they would go so she would be able to touch the soaking wet hot pink folds of flesh within.
In her fantasy, the lifeguard between her thighs was lying on his stomach and was just about to dip his hot tongue into her boiling honey pot.
She often, at this stage of masturbating, had an awful urge to plunge her fingers deep into her cunt, thus tearing away her hymen.
She knew there was an itch deep inside there that could only be scratched by deep penetration.
But she always held back from this urge and she never violated herself deep enough to injure her cherry.
She wanted to leave that thin membrane intact until she decided upon her first lover, which she figured wouldn't be for a while.
She thought that if a man was going to take her virginity away from her, he should at least have the honor of popping her cherry.
She explored the inside of her cunt using the ball of flesh at the tip of her forefinger.
She left no corner of her quim untouched. She explored every nook and cranny of her cunt with that finger.
She ran her finger up and down the inner lips of her cunt, getting ever closer to her throbbing clitoris, but never actually touching it.
She couldn't help but squirm around underneath the covers.
She moved her hips in a circular motion and arched her back.
She moved her shoulders so that her hard tingling nipples would brush against the covers which lay on top of her.
She was breathing very heavily by this time, and her mouth was gaping, as if her jaw had become locked in the open position.
Her face was red from the flush of lust she felt filling her entire body.
Her eye s were closed tight and behind those lids she had visions of sunshine and tanned muscular lifeguards.
Then she moved her finger up and touched her clitoris as lightly as she possibly could.
Even this most subtle contact made her hips buck and she made a loud grunting noise.
She knew that Dick and Pinky were in the throes of their own rancid lust so they would never hear her sounds of joy from upstairs.
She stretched her legs out flat in front of her so that her toes were pointing at the two bedposts at the foot of the bed.
She had cute chubby little toes that inevitably curled under when she was as horny as she was at that point.
She increased the pressure on her clit with her finger slowly and she began to move her love button around in irregular circles.
Then she flicked her finger up and down across her erect clit very fast.
She could feel the ball of sexual tension building up inside her and she knew that at any second it was going to burst.
At the last second she pressed her finger hard against her clit and that was all it took to set her off completely.
Her face contorted with her ecstasy and she almost kicked the covers off.
Her finger was still on her clit as she felt the great ripples of joy soar up and down her spine.
The orgasm lasted a very long time and by the time it was over Sheree's whole body was covered with a thin layer of lust sweat.
She gave a couple of final sharp jerks as the last few smaller spasms bolted through her torso.
Then the orgasm was replaced by a terrific warm afterglow.
She lay still for a long time trying to catch her breath.
If it felt that good when she diddled herself, she had no idea how good it was going to feel when she finally got fucked.
She also had no idea how short-lived her virginity was at that point.
Just then, she heard the squeak of footsteps on the stairs.
CHAPTER TWO
Sheree figured that her mom and dad were done fucking and were on their way upstairs to pass out.
She did not know that while they were downstairs a scheme had been made against her.
They had decided to abuse their daughter in a very disgusting way.
The night of drinking had made them want weirded-out kicks very badly.
They couldn't think of anything kinkier, and therefore more fun, than tying their little girl up and forcing her to do things.
Sheree pulled the covers up over her head and tried to pretend she was asleep.
But she couldn't help but jump from being startled when the door to her room crashed open.
She looked out from under the covers and she was scared shitless by what she saw.
Standing in the doorway to her bedroom were Dick and Pinky, stark naked.
They had a strange evil look in their eyes that Sheree had never seen before.
The poor little girl didn't know exactly what to do.
She wanted to look away but for some reason she couldn't.
Her eyes were riveted on her father's cock which was stiff and hard and sticking out straight in front of him.
His hairy balls hung low and loose between his legs.
Pinky stood at Dick's side rubbing her hands up and down her husbands thighs.
They both looked at the little girl with evil smirks on their faces.
"Why don't you two get out of here!" Sheree shouted. "I'm trying to sleep."
"It's time to wake up and face the reality of a new day," Dick said with a sneer.
"We only came up here to ask you to play with us," Pinky added, "is that anyway to act to your own parents?"
"Parents are supposed to spend a lot of time with their kids. That's just what we want to do now."
"You are such a lovely piece of ass my sweet daughter," Sheree's mother said. "How could we not include you sooner or later in our sex games."
"But I don't want to play in your sex games," Sheree said, her eyes still wide with terror. "I don't want to have anything to do with you people!"
"It doesn't seem to me that you have any choice," Dick said and threw back his head as he laughed too loud. "We are your parents and you are stuck with us."
"If you touch me, I swear I'll run away from home," Sheree said, her anxiety making her voice quiver.
"Maybe we want you to run away from home. Maybe we think that would only leave more money for us," Pinky said, tilting her head to one side and flashing her daughter a phony smile.
That was the cruelest thing that Pinky had ever said to her daughter.
The thing that made it worse was that Pinky seemed to be saying it without conscience.
Big tears welled up in Sheree's large brown eyes and began to roll slowly down her smooth cheeks.
"I hate you two! I can't believe you are saying these things to me. Those people that talk about you are right. You are poor white trash!"
With that Dick quickly approached the bed and slapped Sheree hard across the face twice.
"You can be pretty snotty there, can't you little missy? I think it's about time you learned a lesson. I think you are getting entirely too big for your britches!"
Sheree's cheeks burned and turned beet red from the slaps she had received from her father.
This only made her break into awful sobs of complete despair.
"Why the big tears?" Pinky said with the corner of. her mouth turned up into a half smile. "All we want to do is play with you."
"No! I won't do it. If you want me to do anything against my will you are going to have to force me into it!"
Sheree was so panicked with fear that she didn't even know what she was talking about.
It had never occurred to her that her own mother and father would want to spread their lack of morals to the rest of their family.
She thought the whole thing was disgusting and vile.
She couldn't think of anything more perverted than what her parents were trying to do to her.
And she could tell by the look in Dick's eyes that he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"Go get the copper wire and the wire cutters!" Dick said to Pinky in his command voice.
The older dyed blonde scurried off at her husband's order, wiggling her butt behind her as she ran.
Sheree was grossed out by the whole thing and it all made her a little sick to her stomach.
She wanted to bury her head under the covers once again.
She hoped that maybe it was all a bad dream and that if she shut her eyes then reopened them, it would all go away.
But just at that point, Dick grabbed the covers and tore them from the bed so Sheree was naked and exposed before her old man.
Sheree tried to cover her breasts and her pussy with her arms and Dick just laughed at her shyness.
"Come on, you little slut, show me those big tits of yours," he said. "You've shown them to every guy in town, why not show them to your old man?"
"But you're wrong, Daddy. I've been a good girl. I haven't fooled around with anyone before."
"That sounds like a crock to shit to me, if I've ever heard one," he said with an evil hiss.
"But it's true. I've been very good!' He slapped her across the face as hard as he could and for a second Sheree though a couple of her back teeth had been loosened by the impact.
"Shut up and do as you are told or I'll beat the shit out of you. Now come on and show me those big tits!"
Sheree realized that she was in a trap from which there was no escape.
There was no way she could fight him. She was very little and he was very big.
He was built solidly and his muscles had become very powerful from years of working construction.
He was very tall and had broad shoulders. He hadn't shaved for a couple of days so his face looked gray.
His cock was still hard as a rock and even though she didn't want to Sheree looked at that prick and saw it bobbing up and down with anticipation.
In spite of her fear and her despair, the sight of that throbbing cock, made Sheree's cunt juices start to flow anew.
The sexual urges she was feeling toward her father only confused her further.
Sheree pulled her arm away from her tits so Dick could gaze down upon them.
"Ummmm," he said, his own passion showing in his voice. "You certainly are one sweet hunk of meat. You look just like your old lady looked when I first balled her."
Sheree did not feel complimented by any of this. In fact his vocabulary and the evil tone in his voice grossed her out.
Her conscious mind told her she should do everything in her capability to get away from that house pronto.
But her body, her glands, were not listening to her mind.
It has often been said that a stiff prick has no conscience.
At that point Sheree was forced to wonder if the same thing was true of a wet pussy.
Then Pinky returned with a coil of copper wire and a wire cutters.
"This is just in case you feel like struggling," Dick said and then spat onto the floor next to the bed. "Once I'm done tying you up, you won't be able to struggle even if you wanted to. I'm not going to gag your mouth. You can scream all you want. I just get harder and meaner when I hear screams from little sluts like you!"
Sheree had never felt so helpless and full of hopelessness before.
There was nothing she could do from the awful rape which was about to take place there in her very own bedroom. Sheree lay on her back with her arms at her sides.
Her muscles were very tight and she was as stiff as a board with fear.
Her hands were balled up into little fists and she had a look of hate on her face.
Dick carefully and slowly cut four pieces of copper wire of the same length.
He then handed the coil of wire and the wire cutters back to Pinky who set them down on the top of Sheree's dresser.
Dick grabbed Sheree by the right wrist and cruelly pulled her arm up over her head.
Sheree did not struggle. She whimpered with despair as she felt him brutally wrap the wire around both the bedpost and her wrist.
He tied the wire around her so tightly that it bit into her flesh and cut off the circulation to her hand.
He then did the same thing with her other wrist.
The pain was already starting to set in. She felt fear like she had never felt it before. She had no idea how far her perverted parents would go to appease their kinky needs. She knew the worst was yet to come.
Once her wrists were tightly secured above her head, Dick quickly went to work on her feet.
She could have kicked him and made it very difficult for him, but she knew in the long run that would be a very dumb thing to do.
She could tell he would beat the shit out of her if she tried to resist.
Plus, she figured she was going to need all of the energy she could muster to survive whatever the near future held for her.
Poof!
Her dreams of losing her virginity were going up in smoke.
No matter how hard she tried to be a good girl and live at standards above those of her family, she now knew that fate had taken hold of her.
Once you are poor white trash, you are doomed to always be poor white trash, and there is nothing in the world you can do about it.
She closed her eyes and clenched her back teeth together.
Tiny veins protruded from little Sheree's temples as she felt her ankles bound to the bedposts at the floor of the bed.
She was now completely helpless.
Her mother and father could do to her whatever they wanted to and there wasn't anything that she could do about it.
All she could move was her head back and forth and her hips up and down, and she could tell that neither form of movement would do anything to inhibit the awful things her parents had in store for her.
Both Dick and Pinky looked down at the bound girl admiringly.
"Our little baby," Pinky said clasping her hands together in front of her large bare breasts.
"Yes, doesn't, she look peaceful lying there like that," Dick added.
Sheree could tell that they were making fun of her, and she didn't like it one single bit.
"She sure is developing into one beautiful little girl," Pinky said, "it makes me remember when I was young."
"All it makes me feel is horny. I can't wait to get into that tight poontang of hers," Dick said, and once again spit a glob of phlegm onto the bedroom floor.
"What do you think we should do with her first. I don't think we should stick anything in her mouth, she might bite."
"Yes, you are absolutely right, I think we should deal solely with her tits and her cunt. I don't think she has any teeth in her cunt."
"You never know."
And they both laughed much too loud.
Sheree wondered where her brother was during all of this.
She figured correctly that he had not come home yet from wherever he had gone the night before.
Even if he was around he probably would have been too fucked up on whatever it was he was taking to know what the fuck was really going on.
"I know one thing for sure," Dick said with a sneer. "I want to taste that sweet cunt of hers."
"I call seconds," Pinky said with a hoarse laugh. Pinky's voice was always gravelly from years of smoking filterless cigarettes and drinking cheap booze.
Dick got up on the bed and laid on his stomach so that his head was between the little girl's parted thighs.
This struck Sheree as ironic for a moment because this was the same position her hunky tanned lifeguard was in while eating her in her fantasy.
She could feel her father's hot breath on the parted lips of her cunt, and even though her wrists and ankles were in horrible pain from the copper wire which was biting into them, and even though she was filled with hate and despair at that moment, she had to admit to herself that that hot breath on her cunt felt very good.
Her afterglow from the orgasm she had given herself had worn off and she could feel the sexual tension returning to her loins.
There was something about the way she was being forced into sex that was making the little girl's glands work overtime.
Dick began to kiss Sheree's smooth inner thighs. His lips felt hot and soft and wet and the experience so far was not nearly as bad as Sheree had thought it was going to be.
He started way down by her knee and kissed his way upward toward her oozing delta of womanhood.
He inhaled deeply through his nose so that he could smell her scent.
"My little baby sure does smell like a woman even if she bawls like a little girl," he said.
Dick had sandy blonde hair and he looked absolutely nothing like either Larry or Sheree. This is what led Sheree to believe that he was not really their father but just a sucker who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Of course, she couldn't be sure about any of this. Nothing to that effect had ever been mentioned in the household.
Sheree could feel her nervousness going away once she realized her father was going to give her a great deal of pleasure.
Pinky then moved to the side of the bed and lowered her face over Sheree's big firm tits.
Sheree's mother put her mouth over the right nipple and began to suck on it slowly and evenly.
This really freaked Sheree out. She had always known that her mother was a tramp, but she had no idea her old lady went for women as well as men.
It didn't seem to bother Dick in the slightest. Sheree was forced to wonder how much she had been kept in the dark over the years.
She wondered if Larry knew about all of these thing. Maybe that was why he was forced to use drugs as a crutch.
Pinky pulled her lips off of Sheree's nipple and stuck out her long pink tongue.
She flicked that tongue across Sheree's nipple as fast as she could. Sheree couldn't help but moan at how good that felt.
No one had ever put their mouth on her tits before and she was amazed at how much better it felt than when she touched herself.
It struck Sheree as strange that she was reacting so sensuously to her own mother, but then again, she could feel a lot of changes taking place in her attitude toward many things.
Pinky got that erect nipple between her cigarette stained teeth and pulled it out as far as it would go.
This hurt a little bit, but it also felt very good.
Sheree was getting to the point where she could no longer distinguish between the pleasure and the pain.
They had melted together into one intense feeling, and it was a feeling that Sheree liked very much.
Down between Sheree's forced open legs, Dick was prepared to start to eat her out.
He stuck his tongue out as far as it would go and he ran the very tip of it up and down the outer lips of her cunt.
"Jesus Christ!" Dick said. "You are soaking wet down here."
Sheree could feel the muscles in her legs tighten up as she felt her old man's tongue on her cunt.
Her skin was now covered with goose bumps. She had forgotten how cold it was in the room.
She turned her head to the side and she could see that the snow was still falling.
It was coming down harder than it had before and the wind was starting to blow it around.
If that kept up there would be a blizzard and great drifts of snow would seal them off from the rest of the world.
If you couldn't get a car through the road there was no way to get to or from the house.
Dick placed his fingertips on Sheree's cunt lips and pulled them apart.
He stuck his tongue inside and then he made a face of surprise.
"My God!" he said in amazement. "She was telling the truth. She is a virgin!"
"You see I told you!" Sheree said, trying to maintain what was left of her dignity. "I wouldn't lie!"
"Oh shut up bitch! Don't think this changes anything. To be perfectly honest with you there is nothing I would rather do that bust a cherry this morning!"
Those words made little Sheree's blood run cold. She liked the idea of being licked to orgasm a lot better than getting her old man's relentless prick stuffed brutally into her unused quim.
Dick proceeded to eat her out just as he had before.
The fact that she was a virgin didn't seem to phase Dick one bit.
He rolled the tip of his tongue around between the lips of Sheree's cunt and thrilled at how wet and slippery it was in there.
He made the tip of his tongue sharp and put stress on her hymen which made the little girl wince because she thought he was going to bust her cherry right then and there.
But he did not. He moved his tongue up to the top of her cunt and began to lick all around her clit without actually touching it.
Sheree couldn't help but get all worked up by this hot sex action.
She felt even more intense aching in her cunt than she had earlier when she had pulled her own trigger.
She could tell that her father was going to have no trouble giving her an orgasm.
No matter how bizarre the circumstances, Sheree was learning to enjoy this incest.
It amazed her how quickly she had become one of them.
She had gone from good girl to poor white trash in a matter of moments and she wasn't sure she minded one bit.
If only she wasn't bound so cruelly, she thought, everything would be absolutely perfect.
CHAPTER THREE
Sheree could tell that she was going to come at any second.
She looked down over the tops of her breasts and she could see her father's tongue busily lapping away at her boiling honey pot.
Sheree began to squirm and moan, moving as much as the stringent bonds would allow. Then she found out something else about her mother that she didn't know before.
It became very apparent that Pinky was a foot fetishist.
After the dyed-blonde woman was done licking and sucking and biting Sheree's hard sensitive nipples, she stood up and walked to the foot of the bed.
She looked close at Sheree's feet, with an expression of adoration on her face.
Sheree's mother placed her hand gently on top of Sheree's bare right foot and sighed, and said to her.
"You have the loveliest feet, Sheree," Pinky said, her voice oozing lust. "I feel like kissing them."
With that she lowered her head. Her blonde hair spilled over little Sheree's shins as her lips got closer to the top of her foot.
Sheree's toes were curled under, as was normal when she was in the state of high sexual arousal.
Pinky put the palm of her hand underneath that foot and lifted the toes upward.
She then gently kissed each toe, one at a time, and, though Sheree had never thought of her feet as erogenous zones before, she was amazed at how good that felt.
Pinky licked each toe with little flicks of her tongue until each was wet and glistening with saliva.
Then the older woman puckered her lips and took the big toe into her mouth.
She sucked on it just as if it was a man's erect penis.
She rolled her tongue over it at the same time she sucked on it.
Sheree thought this intimate contact was very nice and it added to greatly to the pleasure she was experiencing.
By that time Dick was rolling the tip of his tongue all around the little girl's yearning clitoris, and the work of his tongue was increasingly frenzied.
Sheree's mouth was fixed in an open position and she was making passionate gurgling noises in the back of her throat.
Dick then used the flat part of his tongue to lick the entire length of Sheree's pulsating cunt.
At the end of each stroke he pressed down on her erect love button.
Dick was obviously very good at eating cunt. Even as drunk as he was he knew just how to give his daughter the maximum amount of pleasure.
Sheree could feel all of her muscles go tight once again.
This time is was not from the fright of being sexually attacked by her own parents.
This time it was from the great sexual tension she felt building up inside her.
Dick could tell that she was very close to orgasm so he concentrated solely on her all-important clitoris.
He moved that little ball of oily flesh in a circle slowly.
Then he moved it back and forth with quick flicks of his hard tongue.
Pinky was still working on Sheree's foot. Pinky loved the little girl's slim ankles.
She thought of how good her daughter would look in a pair of spike high heels.
Maybe someday, Pinky thought, she would be able to afford to buy her daughter nice shoes, and pretty dresses with slits up the side, so that Sheree would be able to show off her extraordinarily beautiful feet, ankles, and legs.
Pinky sucked on each toe, one at a time, taking a long time on each toe.
Then she became curious with her tongue and licked between the toes.
Sheree would have sworn that that would have tickled but it did not.
Her nerves were in tune with the sexuality of the moment and having her toes sucked so slowly and hotly only increased her joy.
Dick could tell she was going to come at any moment so he wrapped his thin lips around the little girl's erect clitoris and sucked it up into his mouth, flicking the tip of his tongue across it at the same time.
And that was all it took for to make the balloon burst.
Sheree let out a loud scream of ecstasy that would have alerted all of the neighbors as to what was happening, if they had had any neighbors.
Sheree could feel the muscles in her pussy contracting with the spasms of the orgasm.
She bucked her hips up and down and thrashed her head from side to side so that her long hair flung all around.
When the orgasm was over, and was replaced by a great afterglow, Sheree lay still with her hair partially covering her pretty face.
Her chest heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath.
Pinky decided that she wanted a turn tasting little Sheree's cunt juices. She had sucked all ten of Sheree's toes and Sheree was wiggling them around in the cool air.
"I told you the little bitch would get off on it," Dick said to Pinky. "I don't care if she is a virgin, she gets off jusy like her old lady."
"She certainly is her mother's daughter," Pinky agreed with a sly smile.
"I get the impression we are pulling the finger out of the dyke. I'll bet you anything that after we pop her cherry she starts fucking everything in sight!" Dick said, curling his upper Up into a sneer.
"A real chip off the old block," Pinky said.
Sheree thought it was strange that she was never compared to her father in any way. She wondered if Pinky knew that Dick was not her father and had been keeping it a secret from him for eighteen years.
"Make this as quick as you can, Pinky," Dick said running his hand over his own erect cock. "I got a bad boner and I need some poontang!"
"She's pretty hot already. I don't think it will be hard to get her off again," Pinky said with a confident smile on her face.
It annoyed Sheree that they were speaking about her as if she was not there.
They had never treated her like a real person. Never.
First they treated her like a bother and an extra unwanted expense, and now she had been reduced to being their helpless sex toy.
"That really felt very good, Daddy," Sheree said, trying to make her little girl voice sound as sexy as possible. "I promise I won't struggle anymore. You can take the wires off if you want to."
Sheree hoped that she would be able to convince them by using sugar rather than vinegar but it didn't work.
Her parents looked down at her and busted up laughing.
This greatly humiliated the little girl and she could feel her face turning red.
She didn't even feel like a real person any more. She was just an animal.
The experience of being tied up and raped by members of her own family had badly damaged her sense of self-respect.
"No, I don't think so,'. Dick said with his now familiar sneer. "I think you should be tied so that you are helpless. What's the matter, are those wires cutting into your skin? Are you in pain?"
"Yes, Daddy. It hurts a lot. I think I would be able to get into it better if I wasn't all bound down like this."
"Well, I think that's tough shit. Why shouldn't you be in pain? Don't you think your mother and I have known our share of pain in our time? Why should you be given a free ride when we have had to suffer so much?"
Sheree could tell she was dealing with an intrinsic hostility that she could not combat in any imaginable way.
She felt very unloved.
She knew that there were a lot of people who grew up to be normal and had normal sexual relationships when they got to be adults because their parents set very good examples for them.
When a little kid sees his parents kissing and loving, he learns to associate love and sex.
But the example being set for Sheree was much different and she feared she would never know what love and affection was all about.
There wasn't anybody in the world who loved her and that made her feel very lonely and sad. There was an emptiness inside her, and there was no place Sheree could thing of where that void could be filled.
She was learning to associate sex with pain and hate, and she knew that was wrong.
Pinky stroked Dick's cock a couple of times and giggled.
She gave him a quick peck on the cheek with puckered lips and then turned her attention to her daughter.
"Baby," Pinky whispered to Sheree. "We are going to make you come so many times you won't know what hit you. By the time we are through with you, you're going to be totally exhausted, yet you will be begging for more!"
With that the older woman positioned herself between Sheree's open thighs and put her face down very close to the little girl's open cunt.
The feeling was totally gone in Sheree's hands and feet by that point.
There weren't even any pins and needles left there.
It was as if those parts of her body no longer existed.
She tried to wiggle her fingers and toes but she absolutely could not.
Only a few moments before she had felt pleasure in her foot from when her mother had sucked on her toes.
Now there was no sensation there at all and this lack of feeling scared the little girl shitless.
The wires seemed to be digging into her flesh worse than ever.
The pain there was horrible and she wouldn't have been surprised if the wires were so tightly wrapped around that she was bleeding, though she could see no blood.
"Oh boy, I can't wait to taste this cunt," Pinky said with a smile of anticipation on her weathered face.
"Just hurry up so I can fuck her," Dick said, once again running his fist along the shaft of his long thick prick. "I want to bust that cherry bad."
"Won't you let me do it with my fingers?" Pinky said, looking over her shoulder at her husband.
"A little girl's cherry should be popped by a man's cock!" Dick said, as if that was going to be the last word on the subject.
"What if I do it with a dildo?" Pinky said.
"Absolutely not. You can do it with a dildo after I'm done with her. Now eat her and make it quick!"
Pinky responded to Dick's command voice as if she was his slave.
She immediately plunged her tongue into Sheree's already soupy jelly roll.
Sheree could feel the muscles in her back tighten up once again.
She felt as if at any moment she was going to break into horrible cramps.
But instead the pleasure struck her hard like a slap in the kisser.
She made a sound like all of the air had been forced out of her lungs by a blow to the bread-basket.
Pinky had a gentler touch than Dick, and Sheree thought for a moment that she preferred it.
But then she thought how silly that was. After all, girls were supposed to like men better, or at least that was what she had been told.
Pinky was lying on her belly across the foot of the bed and her ass was sticking up in the air.
Dick got behind Pinky and began to run his hands over his wife's ass.
"Ummm, baby," Pinky said as if she was swooning. "I didn't expect that!"
He worked his finger between the cheeks of her ass and ran it up and down slowly and gently.
This obviously got pinky very horny and she started to moan.
But her moans were muffled because her mouth was pressed against Sheree's open honey pot.
Dick found his wife's ass-hole with his finger and he rubbed the tip of his forefinger across that pink flesh playfully.
For some reason ass-holes always reminded Dick of asterisks.
Pinky's ass-hole looked like this:
She had been fucked up that hole many times in her life so Dick had no trouble slipping his middle finger all the way up into her bowels.
He was up her to the third knuckle and he began to work his finger in and out slowly.
Now mother and daughter were receiving pleasure at the same time and they were moaning in unison.
Sheree could tell it wasn't going to take her very long to come for the third time that morning.
There was something about the naughtiness of breaking a taboo that made Sheree fill with lust.
Dick added a second finger to his middle on and slid both of them in and out of Pinky's ass-hole.
He could see the ring of muscle around his wife's ass-hole stretching and he knew from years experience how much she liked to be penetrated deeply in her nether eye.
Sheree looked around her shoddy bedroom and it looked different to her than it had ever looked before.
It was no longer a little girl's room as it had been only an hour earlier.
It was a woman's room and it had become a. den of forbidden lust.
The glossy pictured of cute rock stars she had cut out of magazines and pinned to the walls now seemed silly to her.
She was going to take them down the second she had a free moment.
Pinky was working directly on Sheree's clit and Sheree could feel the spasm of orgasm beginning.
She let out a loud, frantic scream of passion as the wracking ripples of joy once again made her whole body quiver.
Pinky kept licking her clit until the orgasm was over.
Sheree could tell that this was not the first time her mother had eaten pussy.
She felt as if she should be shocked that her mother had lesbian tendencies, but she was not in the least.
With all of the kinky things going on around her, it only seemed natural that her mother would make it with both men and women.
Sheree was learning so much in such a short period of time.
It was too much for her to handle because it was coming so quickly.
She knew it would take her a long time to sort out what was going on.
All she knew at that point was that she was receiving more pleasure than she had ever received before.
And she knew she wanted more. Much more. As much as she could get in as short of time as possible.
Pinky pulled her face out of the little girl's split beaver.
She looked up at her daughter and smiled. Sheree smiled back.
Sheree's body seemed as if it was on fire. She wondered if it was normal to be so insatiable when it came to sex.
It seemed to the little girl that the more orgasms she had, the hornier she got.
She knew for a fact that this wasn't true of men, but she wondered if it was normal for women to feel this way.
She hadn't read any books on the subject of female sexuality.
In fact she hadn't read many books on any subject.
The little town of Rushdale, with its rural aura, was not known for its literacy rate.
But Sheree decided she would have to do some research on the subject of women and sex.
She didn't want to think she was a freak or a nymphomaniac or anything.
Plus, she figured reading books was part of the growing up process.
This was a process, that, for Sheree, had gone into overdrive.
Pinky got off the bed. Sheree could see that her mother's chin was shiny from her cunt juices, and the older woman appeared to be very horny
Dick's fingers up her ass seemed to have triggered her lust.
But Pinky was going to have to wait her turn because Dick only had one thing on his mind.
He wanted to pop his daughter's cherry more than he had ever wanted to do anything in his life.
His cock was very long and very thick and it bobbed up and down as it stuck straight out from his hips.
The cock was widest at its head. The glans looked like a doorknob and it was a deep purple color.
The skin that covered the glans was stretched as tight as it would go and it looked very thin and very smooth.
His prick was fully engorged with blood, and Sheree could tell by the glazed owr look in her father's eyes that he was out of control with lust.
She hoped he would be gentle with her. She knew that it was supposed to hurt the first time a woman got fucked up the cunt.
She hoped that her father would have the kindness to keep that cunt pain to an absolute minimum.
But then Sheree remembered what he had said only moments before.
He had suffered all of his life so why shouldn't she.
Then she knew that he was going to bust her cherry as violently as he possibly could.
She knew that the pain was going to be incredible and the fear struck her soul once again.
She could feel her heart beating fast and hard with her terror.
She looked at the size of her father's cock and she could almost feel the damage it was going to do to her unused pussy.
She wondered how a big thing like that could possibly fit up inside her.
He was so big and strong and powerful and she was so petite and weak.
It didn't seem fair at all to the little girl tied spread-eagle to the bed.
Dick and Sheree had their eyes riveted together, and neither of them remembered to blink. Sheree could feel fresh tears welling up as her terror filled her belly with fluttering butterflies.
"What's the matter?" Dick said with an evil laugh. "Why the tears?"
"Why don't you just fuck me and get it over with," Sheree said turning her head to one side so she wouldn't have to see how mean he looked any more.
"I don't want anymore of your lip, little slut cunt. You are going to be your daddy's little scum girl from now on. Yes. I am going to fuck you hard and I am going to split you wide open. And you know what? You are going to love it. I am going to make you come so many times you won't even be able to keep track of them. I have the magic cock! I can keep it up for hours and I've got the muscles in my back and my hips to fuck you until you can't walk!"
This little speech did nothing to soothe little
Sheree's terror.
She was glad that she had already had three orgasms because that meant her cunt was well lubricated so the penetration would be as easy as an initial penetration can be.
She knew that it wouldn't hurt nearly as much as if she had been bone dry down there in her fuck hole.
Dick slowly lowered his body on top of his daughter's tiny torso.
She could feel the great pole of muscle pinned against her flat belly.
She could smell the cheap booze on his breath as his face got ever nearer to hers.
He pressed his lips down hard over his daughter's mouth.
She knew now that he had no intention of being gentle.
He kissed her so hard that her lips were pressed painfully against her teeth.
Using brute force he pushed his tongue into her mouth.
Sheree tentatively parted her lips and touched the tip of her tongue to his.
Dick reached down and grabbed himself by the stalk of his cock.
He poised the head of that throbbing cock between the lips of her cunt.
And then he thrust downward with his hips as hard as he could.
CHAPTER FOUR
Larry Masters scratched the back of his neck and pulled his ski cap down over his ears. The snow out on Ballantyne Road was starting to drift and the muscles in his legs were getting very sore from plowing through it.
Even though he was eighteen, he didn't drive a car.
He had to get everywhere he went by either walking or hitchhiking.
The snow was still coming down very hard, but now instead of drifting slowly straight down, the brutal wind was making it go sideways.
"Merry fucking Christmas," Larry mumbled to himself as he dug his hands deeper into his pockets.
He wore no gloves and the joints in his hands were starting to ache from the cold.
The temperature was plummeting rapidly and Larry could tell it was already around zero, or maybe a little below.
Blizzards were not uncommon in the little rural town, but this was the first one of the winter, and Larry had almost forgotten how cold and nasty the weather could get.
He was looking forward to getting home and catching a few winks before he headed back out to see the Mumm sisters again.
He had just left their house after spending a wild night of fucking with the pretty twins.
He needed at least a short nap to recharge the juices in his balls.
He'd never run into any girls ever who could suck his come dry like those two.
Whew! He thought to himself. Even in the bitter cold he got a rush of warmth up and down his spine when he thought about Darcy and Marcy Mumm.
As he trudged through the snow, making the turn onto the dirt road that led to his home, he kept from thinking about the cold by remembering as best he could the events of the previous night.
There hadn't been any snow on the ground at nine o'clock that Friday evening as he knocked on the front door of the Mumm household.
It was pretty chilly but nothing unusual for that time of year.
Marcy had come into the general store that afternoon and had told Larry that their folks were going to be gone for the weekend.
"Would you like to come over and fuck or something?" was how she had put it.
Larry had not hesitated before he said yes. He'd been with the Mumm sisters before and he knew that they were well worth fucking.
Marcy answered the door. She and her sister were identical twins.
The only way Larry could tell them apart was by a tiny scar over Darcy's left eye from when she fell off her bicycle when she was little.
In every other way they were exactly the same. They both had blonde curly hair.
Their hair was very, very curly and sometimes the kids at school teased them because they thought the sisters had hair like Harpo Marx.
The Mumm sisters were only sixteen. They were in Sheree's class in high school.
The girls were on the tallish side, about five foot six, and they had long shapely legs that drove Larry wild.
They both had very slim waists, round firm hips, and big jugs.
Even their nipples looked alike. Those nipples seemed small compared to the size of their tits, but they stuck way out when they became erect.
Larry often wondered if they stretched their nipples at night when they were alone to get them to protrude so far when they were excited.
"Hi, there," Marcy said cheerfully. "You sure do look sexy tonight."
Larry tried to act cocky, but deep inside he was very flattered that she thought so.
He stepped inside the living room and through his coat across an easy chair.
The Mumm sisters' father was a school teacher and their mother worked part-time at an old folks home, so they had a lot more money than the Masters did.
In fact, even though they were only middle class, the Mumms were about the richest folks in all of Rushdale.
Larry plopped himself down on the couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.
Larry was never known for his manners and he knew the Mumm sisters didn't give a shit how rude he was as long as his cock was always hard for them.
Darcy came running in from the kitchen and grinned when she saw that the boy had arrived.
"Hi, Larry, wanna beer?" Darcy asked.
"Yeah, thanks," Larry said. He couldn't help but feel his cock stirring when he looked at the two sisters together. It was like a fantasy come true every time he visited them.
"You need a glass," Darcy called out as she opened the refrigerator.
"Naw, I can drink it out of the bottle," Larry yelled back.
"It's in a can," Darcy said.
"Makes no difference."
Darcy returned to the living room and handed the beer to the boy.
Both sisters were wearing matching blue teeshirts (obviously with no bra underneath) and beat up old blue jeans with patches on the knees.
They each had red bandanas hanging from their back pockets.
They even walked the same, with a little wiggle of their asses.
There was something about the way they walked that said, "Fuck me!"
Both Marcy and Darcy sat cross-legged on the fuck rug that covered the living room floor.
They were not the types to beat around the bush about anything.
Before Larry had had a chance to finish his beer Darcy dug deep into her pocket and pulled out a handful of quaaludes.
Larry's eyes went wide. There wasn't a drug that existed that Larry hadn't tried at least once at one time or another. The only time he could quit thinking about the hell-hole he was stuck in was when he was zonked on his ass.
He loved quaaludes. They not only smoothed out his anxieties but they made him hornier than hell.
And he knew they had the same effect on the twins.
Everybody popped a couple in their mouth and things started up quickly after that.
"I don't know about you folks," Marcy said. "But my cunt is acheing bad."
"Yeah, mine too," Darcy chimed in. "How would you like to get your pecker wet, Larry?"
"That's why I'm here," Larry said as a shit-eating grin crossed his face.
The twins pulled their matching blue tee-shirts off over their heads and Larry felt his cock leap inside his tight jeans.
No matter how many times he got to see those tits of theirs he still got really excited when he looked at them.
He still couldn't believe how far their nipple stuck out.
They had the kind of nipples that seemed to say, "Suck me!"
The quaaludes were starting to take effect. Larry could feel all of his inhibitions drifting off into the winter night.
In a flash they were all naked and Larry joined the two sisters in the center of the living room floor.
"I get to suck Larry's cock first!" Darcy called out.
"Why?' Marcy said as if she was genuinely annoyed.
"You got to suck him off first last time," Darcy said indignantly. "I did."
"Uh huh."
"You wouldn't pull my leg would you, dear sister of mine?"
"Sweetheart, I'll pull anything of yours that I want," Darcy said with a voice that seemed to be dripping honey.
"Ooooh, you sexy bitch you," Marcy said with a grin.
"Easy girls," Larry said with a cocky smile. "There's plenty for everybody."
"Well," Marcy said as a final compromise. "If you get to suck his cock then I get to give him a rim job at the same time."
"Is that okay with you, Larry," Darcy asked sincerely.
Larry nodded that it was fine with him. He quickly realized that if he was going to do this he would have to stand up.
There was a lot of giggling as they were in the throes of the quaaludes.
Larry's big cock was erect and sticking out straight in front of him.
He had a thin body with hardly any buttocks at all. The Mumm sisters liked to tease him and tell him that he was born without a butt. They said he just had a crack at the bottom of his back.
In reality, however, they both thought he was very cute, and they didn't mind that he stuck a needle in his arm every now and then.
All three of them felt very light headed. Larry always wondered how quaaludes could numb your mind but make your erogenous zones so sensitive at the same time.
He figured the nerves in those areas of his body were just more in tune with his sexuality when he was completely relaxed.
After popping all of those downs he had no choice but be completely relaxed.
Larry stood up and spread his feet more than shoulder width apart on the rug.
Marcy knelt in front of him and Darcy knelt behind him.
Marcy cupped her hands under his dangling balls and gave that hairy sack a little squeeze.
She was very gentle when she touched him there because she knew how easily he could be hurt if she squeezed one of his testicles the wrong way.
She kissed him just above his patch of pubic hair and below his belly button.
His cock brushed against her cheek and he moaned at how good that felt.
Larry realized that they had switched positions without telling him.
He had thought that it was Darcy in front of him and he realized it was Marcy.
They were always doing things like that just to keep Larry on his toes.
Even at school they played tricks on people by switching identities.
Larry now knew that it was Marcy behind him about to play with his butt.
He could feel the smooth palms of her hands running across his small buttocks.
She gave him a playful pinch that made him jump and everyone giggled.
Then she kneaded what flesh there was back there lovingly.
She pulled her ass cheeks apart so she could see the hairy ass-hole which was to be the target of her tongue.
She ran her tongue all up and down the crack of his ass until she got to the little hole.
Then she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and pierced that hole deeply.
She could feel how relaxed his sphincter was at that point.
She had no trouble at all getting her tongue right up inside his rectum.
On the other side of Larry's body Marcy was kissing and licking Larry's dangling balls.
Already the boy could feel the come swirling around inside his sack and settling at the base of his cock.
He knew it wouldn't take much at all to get him to blow his wad the first time.
He was young and he usually shot his come right away for his first climax of any sexual session.
She got her head way down between his thighs and flicked her tongue across the patch of flesh between his balls and his ass-hole.
The girl's tongues were very close together at this point and they stopped licking Larry for a moment to have a long french kiss.
Then they got back to the business of pleasing their favorite stud.
Marcy stuck her tongue out and ran the very tip of it from the base of his love muscle all the way to the tip.
She stuck the tip of her tongue into the little hole at the tip where the come emerges.
Then she found the super sensitive spot on the underside of the shaft just below the glans and she licked it with quick flicks of her tongue.
Larry arched his back. It felt so good. He felt like a king being attended to by a couple of beautiful blonde slaves.
Darcy had her tongue up Larry's ass again as far as she could get it.
In the mean time Marcy opened her mouth as far as it would go and put it over the head of Larry's cock.
She sucked him gently for a while that way while using her tongue to lick the glans.
Larry could feel all of the muscles in his body tense up as he got ever closer to spilling his seed.
Larry knew that both sisters were experts in the deep throat technique.
He began to push his hips forward in a not so subtle hint.
Marcy could tell what the boy wanted and she knew just what she had to do.
She thrust her head forward so that his stiff prick went all the way into her mouth.
She had been sucking off boys in this fashion for a long time.
She no longer felt any discomfort when a prick rammed brutally down into her throat.
She breathed evenly through her nose an had no urge whatsoever to gag.
Larry couldn't believe how good that felt. He began to move his hips back and forth so that he was fucking her mouth.
Her throat felt like a tight cunt with a tongue inside.
He pushed his cock into her mouth harder and harder, faster and faster.
He could feel the come at the base of his cock preparing for an awesome eruption.
Then he thrust his prick all the way into her and kept it there.
His body became stiff and his back arched way back. Darcy had to pull her tongue out of his ass because he had clamped down hard on his sphincter muscle.
He mouth fell open and he threw his head back so that he was looking at the ceiling.
He let out a howl of frenzied passion and great gobs of come spurted from the tip of his love muscle.
Marcy swallowed it all down without a peep of complaint.
She loved to eat come about as much as anything. She knew it was full of protein and good for her.
It tasted salty and a little bitter and had the texture of egg whites.
She loved the taste. It reminded her of the sea.
Marcy pulled her mouth off of his now slackening cock.
There was a bead of come at the very tip of his thick tool.
She ate up that last bead of come with a single swipe of her tongue.
Larry put his hands on top of her head, running his fingers through her tight blonde curls.
She looked up at him and smiled, flashing perfect white teeth.
"Did you like that?" she asked sincerely. She figured she knew the answer.
"It was great, as always," Larry said. "Now it's time for me to give you girls some pleasure."
They were very excited about that. Now he was going to eat both of their pussies and make them have wonderful climaxes.
Marcy and Darcy each lay on their backs on the rug.
Larry knew he had only one tongue and he would only be able to eat one of them at a time, so he decided to eat out Marcy while he diddled Darcy's clit.
Then he would switch, so that they each got an equal share of what he had to offer.
He stuck his nose right in there between the outer lips of Marcy's cunt while he ran his fingertips lightly up and down Darcy's inner thigh.
He busily worked his tongue in and out of Marcy's cunt hole as he slid his fingertips up and down the slippery outer lips of Darcy's cunt.
They both moaned with joy and they ran their hands all over Larry's body as he gave them pleasure.
They were both so horny that it took him no time at all to make them both scream out with the ecstasy of their orgasms.
Then he ate out Darcy, while using three fingers to violate Marcy's tight little cunt.
Neither of them had very much pubic hair.
They each only had a small patch of hair above their slits, and they were both bald around their cunt lips and between the cheeks of their asses.
Larry thought that looked very sexy. It somehow made their tight little cunts look even pinker than they were.
Both of their cunts tasted very sweet.
By the time he was done eating them both out, the sounds of their passion had made his cock as hard as a rock once again.
There was no doubt in either of the girl's minds, that he was ready to fuck.
They flipped a coin to see who would get fucked first.
Darcy won, and she said that she wanted to be taken from the rear.
She got on her elbows and her knees and stuck her ass up in the air.
From the rear view it looked like Darcy had shaved her pubic hair.
Marcy got in position next to her sister so that Larry would be able to suck and bite on her tits as he fucked Darcy.
Larry got on his knees and ran the tip of his raging penis up and down her soaking wet cunt lips.
He leaned forward with his neck and got one of Marcy's outrageous nipples between his teeth. He bit it so hard it had to hurt and he pulled on it until it came out a full inch.
Marcy loved it when he did that and she squealed with pleasure.
Larry poised his cock above Darcy's fuck hole then slowly eased his long thick shaft all the way into her.
Darcy gasped and began to move her hips immediately.
At first Larry fucked her very slowly, using the entire length of his shaft with each thrust.
Then he steadily picked up the pace until Marcy's face was contorted with ecstasy.
Marcy loved that big fat cock of Larry's. It reached places inside of her no other prick had ever touched.
"Fuck me, Larry. Fuck me hard and good!"
"You've got such a sweet pussy, baby!"
He plowed her jelly roll for a long time and she had three orgasms before he finally gave out his desperate cry and bathed her womb with hot thick white semen.
They all had a beer while Larry recharged, and then he fucked Marcy. This time he lay on his back and she mounted him, doing all the work.
She rode his cock high in her pussy so it would rub directly against her clit.
At the same time Darcy squatted over Larry's face so he could eat her while fucking her sister.
They had fucked that way all night long until Larry was totally sapped of come.
He felt like a dry twig, so much of his natural juices had been sucked out of him.
He wanted to catch a few hours sleep because the Mumm twins had promised to let him fuck them in the ass on Saturday afternoon.
His legs ached horribly from trudging through the snow by the time he got to his house.
This was now a major blizzard, even by Rushdale standards.
When he got in the front door he stamped his feet to get the snow off of his sneakers.
And then he heard it! It was a cry of pain!
And it was coming from his sister Sheree!
He was frozen to the spot, he didn't know exactly what to do. Then he heard it again, this time he felt a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
CHAPTER FIVE
It was a sharp scream and Larry's first thought was that there was a burglar in the house and his sister was in dire danger.
He didn't know why a burglar would pick their house, since there was hardly anything there worth stealing.
He moved into action immediately. He took the stairs three at a time, and, even though his legs ached horribly from the trudge through the snow drifts, he felt a great rush of energy.
He could feel his heart beating wildly, since he had no idea what awful things he would see when he reached the top of the stairs.
And he had no idea what danger might face him as well if he blundered onto a desperate individual with a gun or a knife.
Then he had a different thought. He realized that it wasn't someone who wanted to steal anything at all that was making his kid sister scream.
It was someone trying to rape her! This infuriated him all the more and he was ready and willing to cut the balls off of anyone who would try to do such a vile thing to his sweet innocent sister.
But as he got to the top of the stairs and flung himself into the doorway of Sheree's room he stopped cold.
He blinked three times, unable to believe what he was seeing.
His mother and father were the ones who were attacking Sheree.
She had only screamed once and now she was making sound of sexual pleasure as Dick plummeted his formidable cock into her previously unused cunt.
Sheree was still bound by copper wires to the four bedposts and all Larry could see was his fathers ass heaving up and down as he repeatedly violated Larry's sister as hard and fast as he could.
His mother was leaning over his sister and was licking and sucking at Sheree's oversized hard erect nipples.
Larry didn't know what the fuck to do at that point.
Pinky was the first to notice that her son had arrived.
She lifted her lips from her daughter's breasts and looked up.
She smiled at Larry and this confused the teenage boy even more.
"Welcome to our Christmas party," Pinky said cocking her head slightly to one side.
Larry had to admit that his mother looked pretty sexy naked like that, but he couldn't help but be angry at his parents for forcing his kid sister into doing something she didn't want to do.
"Don't look so shocked, son," Pinky said in a voice that oozed lust. "For Sheree, the pain was only momentary. As you can see, she is now enjoying getting fucked by her old man a lot."
It was true.
Larry could see an expression of pure ecstasy qn Sheree's face.
He was unable to make any comment on the situation whatsoever.
His mind was completely boggled by the events he was watching.
He stood, with his mouth open wide, and he had completely forgotten to blink.
Sheree could feel herself being stroked internally where she had never been stroked before.
She couldn't believe how filled up her cunt felt by her father's thick long cock.
She had suspected all along that he was not going to fuck her gently and now she was more than glad she had been right.
Sure, it had hurt a hell of a lot, when he first plunged his rod into her, tearing open her hymen viciously.
But the pain had only lasted a moment, like tearing off a band-aid from a hairy spot, and now, even though she was still a little sore at the mouth of her pussy where the wound had been opened, she loved the feeling of being penetrated so deeply by her old man's dong.
The pleasure she was experiencing made the pain irrelevant.
She even began to move her hips up and down so that each violation of her cunt would be as deep as possible.
She could feel a new source of pleasure in this first fuck.
Instead of being centered in her clitoris, she now felt her orgasm building up some place deep inside her womb.
The muscles in Sheree's throat were very constricted, and her deep moans had become frustrated gurgling noises in the back of her throat.
Her eyes were shut as tight as they could be shut and her mouth was gaping open as if she was struggling for every wisp of oxygen she could force into her straining lungs.
Dick had his face buried in his daughter's neck and he was biting and sucking her there feverishly.
Larry had no idea what he was supposed to do.
He could feel the anger he felt when he thought his sister was being raped by a stranger subsiding.
But everything had gotten so weird so quickly, he didn't know how he was supposed to feel.
What he actually felt, although he was reluctant to admit this to himself, was extremely horny.
He became even more confused when he saw that his mother was looking at him with lust in her eyes.
He could tell that his mother and father had been out all night drinking.
He knew that sober they would never be able to carry out such kinkiness.
But Larry was a little on the drunk side himself, after a very full night with the Mumm sisters.
He would have thought that he didn't have another drop of come in him, but he felt his cock start to grow inside his jeans anyway.
He felt a little guilty, because he knew he was getting worked up like that by looking at his mother's naked body.
He knew he was not supposed to be sexually attracted to his mother.
He knew that this was one of society's strictest taboos. But he could also feel his will drifting away as his confusion mounted.
He knew that if his mother wanted to seduce him right then and there there was nothing he would be able to do to stop her.
"What do you think of all of this Larry?" Pinky asked her son, flashing a smile of nicotine stained teeth.
Larry stammered a bit and then said, "I don't know what to think."
"Don't you think it's very sexy that your whole family is getting it on?"
"I guess so. I mean I never really gave it much thought."
"I think you are going to join the party and you are going to enjoy it just as much as the rest of us."
"No I don't think so. I think I'm just going to go downstairs and make myself a cup of coffee or something."
Larry made a move for the door but he didn't get very far.
"Get over here, Larry. I want you now and I'm not going to take no for an answer!" Pinky said in a voice that told her son that she wasn't kidding.
Larry halted in his tracks and turned around to face his naked mother.
She held her slim arms out in front of her as an invitation for him to come and embrace her.
There was one last twinge of guilt in Larry, then his glands took over and he could not combat his manly feelings a second longer.
He felt as if he had fallen under his mother's spell.
He felt as if he no longer had a will of his own and that he must do whatever she told him to.
He had read that every boy, to one degree or another, desires his mother sexually, and now he knew that that was all true.
He moved like a zombie towards Pinky.
Everything flickered as if it was in an old silent movie.
He could still feel the effects of the drugs he had taken while fucking Darcy and Marcy and this further broke down his inhibitions.
He realized that he was about to fuck the womb that had given him birth and this made his long thick prick grow hard and stiff inside his tight jeans.
By the time he got to Pinky he felt as if he was going to tear the front of his pants right out.
"Ma, I don't think this is the right thing for us to do," he whimpered in a last ditch attempt to save himself from something he just knew was going to haunt him for the rest of his life.
But Pinky could tell by the tone of his voice that he didn't mean it.
She could tell by the huge bulge in the front of his pants just how much he desired her.
It made Pinky feel very good and sexy that her own handsome son desired her in a sexual way.
It made her feel young and fresh once again, just like in the days when she used to get whistled at on the street.
She wrapped her arms around her stud son's waist and thrilled at how muscular he wajs.
She ran her hands down over the, seat of his pants and pulled his hips snug against hers.
That lump in the front of his jeans was pressed directly against Pinky's crotch and she sighed with the pleasure it gave her.
"I'll bet your cock is just as big as your old man's," she whispered in her son's ear.
When she whispered like that he could feel her hot moist breath and it made goose bumps form all over his body.
Her large breasts were pressed firmly against the front of his coat and he wrapped his hands around his mother's naked waist.
She was a lot shorter than him and she had to stand up on her tip toes to give him a tender little kiss on the ear-lobe.
He sighed. He surrendered. Her will was now his. She would be his master, his mistress, and he would be her slave, her sex-slave.
"Don't you think you are wearing too many clothes?" Pinky said, sticking her hot wet tongue into Larry's ear. "I mean, you have to keep up with the Joneses, you know?"
She grabbed the zipper at the top of his coat and slowly, oh so slowly, pulled it all the way down until his coat fell open.
"I'll bet you have been out fucking all night, haven't you Larry?" Pinky said with a sly smile.
"Uh huh," Larry said sheepishly. He could feel his face turning beet red with the embarrassment he felt.
His face burned it was flushed so badly. He couldn't help but think of how much his cock ached, caged up in the prison of his tight jeans.
He thought about how good it was going to feel when he took those pants off and let his cock and balls breath free once again.
Pinky slowly pulled his coat off over his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
She undressed him quickly from that point on.
She pulled his shirt up over his head so she could see his broad muscular chest.
She had always liked her men very thin and she was sexually excited by Larry's extremely thin waist and hips.
She ran her fingers over Larry's tiny nipples and he sighed.
Even though men's nipples were without function, Pinky knew from years of experience that they were just as sensitive as a woman's.
They even became erect if they were touched gently enough, and they were a much neglected source of man's pleasure.
Pinky's fingers were busy by this time and she immediately moved down to unbuckle Larry's belt.
Larry felt a numbness from the neck up. It was as if his cock was doing the thinking for him now.
He no longer felt any guilt at all because this was his mother that he was about to have sexual relations with.
In fact, Pinky being his mother only made her more desirable to the tall handsome teenage boy.
Larry built up all of the courage he had an he gently laid his hand on his mother's breast.
Her tit was hot and he could almost feel h fingertips sizzle as he touched her gently there.
"Ummm," Pinky said. "You have a gentle touch. I think that is the sign of a true man. A true man knows how to be gentle."
Her voice was hypnotic and Larry could feel himself falling further into her spell.
His balls ached like he hadn't had sex in week as his mother carefully unsnapped the top of his jeans and pulled down his fly.
No drug could make him feel this blissful. He was in a pleasant dreamworld, where taboos become realities and forbidden fruit is passed around like plates of sirloin at a banquet.
Using both hands she pulled open the top of Larry's pants and she could see that his cock was pointing straight up, and peaking out of the top of the elastic of his underwear.
Pinky could see the very tip of his cock and it was a deep purple color.
It was throbbing visibly and Pinky could tell by the way it was pinned to his belly by the elastic on his jockey shorts, that it must be very uncomfortable.
She flicked a long fingernail against the very tip of his prick, and Larry gasped.
"You certainly are hot, aren't you?" Pinky said, as if she already knew the answer.
"Uh huh," he said in a tiny voice. He was not about to disagree with her on anything.
He would have nodded if she had asked him if he wanted to drink her piss.
She couldn't stand to see his young eager cock trapped that way a second longer so she worked her long knowing fingers underneath his jeans and his underwear at the same time.
Larry had enough common sense to kick off his wet shoes as his mother tugged his pants down until they were around his knees.
Larry sighed deeply as he felt his cock and balls released from their tight prison.
He could feel his cock spring out and stick out straight in front of him.
"Ooooh," Pinky said as she got to see his cock and balls in their entirety for the very first time. "You are hung like a horse, oh stud son of mine. I know how good it's going to feel when you hump me with that rod of yours."
Larry felt like saying thank you, but he didn't because he wasn't sure it was appropriate.
Only minutes before it would have seemed perverted for his mother to speak to him that way.
Now, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
With his pants down around his knees, Pinky knelt before her son and looked at his throbbing cock up close.
She could smell the cunt juices from the Mumm sisters on her son's prick and that only turned her on more.
Larry could feel his mother's breath on his private parts.
His cock bobbed up and down, impatient to be carressed.
She put both of her hands on his thin thighs and kissed him on the belly button.
He rested his hands on top of his mother's head, looking down at her with adoration in his eyes.
He ran his fingers through her dyed blonde hair and was amazed at how soft and silky it was.
He hadn't touched her hair that way since he was a small child and it was just as soft as he had remembered it.
Age had done nothing to decrease Pinky's sensuality.
"I'm going to suck you off, now son," Pinky whispered, her lips only inches away from the tip of his throbbing cock.
"Okay," Larry managed to say. He was breathing hard and he could feel his knees shaking a little. He hoped his mother wouldn't notice how nervous he was.
Of course, she did notice, but his nervousness only made her feel that much more in control.
Pinky liked to feel in control in every sexual situation, even though that wasn't always the way it worked out.
All too often, she was forced to play the submissive by the truckers and construction workers who picked her up and fucked her after hours of drinking beer at Hookie's
Pinky had always wished that she could have been rich and live in New York City.
She would have been a real dominatrix bitch and she would have had a harem of slaves.
She would have had a closet full of sexy leather outfits and she would have whipped and tortured men who needed pain to find their pleasure.
These were just fantasies and she had never done anything like that, but the idea that her son was nervous and would obey her no matter what the order, made her cunt get all soupy and slippery.
She moved her head slowly forward and kissed the very tip of her son's dark purple glans. He groaned, and she knew she had him wrapped around her little finger.
She ran her hands slowly up the insides of his skinny thighs until her fingernails brushed against the base of the dangling sack which held his balls.
Pinky loved the way her son's cock smelled and she was looking forward to taking that pulsating rod deep into her throat. She ran her nails all over his balls as lightly as she could.
Larry had no sense of reality left in his mind. His exhaustion, sexual arousal, and confusion over the events of the last few moments, had left him in a fantasy world.
He was no longer aware of the shoddy surroundings.
In his mind he was being given pleasure on a desert island somewhere in the south Pacific.
Pinky lowered her head and licked Larry's balls tenderly.
She licked that sack all over until it was wet from her spit.
She knew that saliva was very sensuous when used correctly.
It could even be sexy to spit in a lover's mouth if the timing was correct.
Larry could feel the semen swirling about in his balls.
He knew, in spite of the fact that he had just gotten back from a draining threesome, that he would not take very long to come once his mother started to suck his rigid penis.
"Ummmm, you taste good," Pinky said. "I don't know what twat you were banging last night, but she sure was sweet."
Larry said nothing. He threw back his head and arched his back, offering his crotch entirely to his mother.
She ran the tip of her tongue up and down the thick shaft of his veiny lance.
She flicked her tongue back and forth all up and down the underside of his penis.
Then she cupped her hand under his dangling balls sack and opened her mouth as far as she could so she could suck him.
He groaned loudly as she slipped her soft lips over the head of his cock and drove her head forward so his prick rammed deep down her throat.
Larry had never known a mouth as talented as his mother's.
He could tell that his impending orgasm was going to be a huge one.
She worked his cock in and out of her throat, sucking and licking at the same time.
She made a funny slurping noise as she gave him that blow job.
Larry could feel the come settling at the base of his cock preparing to spurt.
All of the muscles in Larry's body were taut, and his legs felt like they wouldn't hold him up a second longer.
His knees began to shake violently and he increased his grip on the top of his mother's head.
He began to thrust his hips back and forth, driving his cock violently into his mother's mouth.
She put her hands on his almost non-existant buttocks and pulled him in each time he thrust his hips forward.
Larry let out a desperate scream and shot his wad into his mother's willing throat.
She ate his come, and savored it's bitter, salty taste.
CHAPTER SIX
On the bed, that was only a few feet away from where Pinky had just drunk down Larry's spurting come, Dick was still hammering his cock deep up into his daughter's womb.
Sheree's attitude toward the events of that Saturday had altered greatly also.
She was only vaguely aware of the fact that her brother had blustered into the room and had quickly been seduced by her mother.
She was aware of little other than the pleasure she was feeling in her cunt.
She could feel the single drop of blood that had flowed out of her pussy when her cherry was popped.
She could tell that that drop of blood had run over her buttocks and was now hardening there.
She was amazed at how long her father could fuck without getting tired.
He had been ramming his cock up her cunt for a long time with reckless abandon and he showed no signs of fatigue other than being a little out of breath.
She could tell that she was going to have an orgasm different from the others she had had that day.
This orgasm was going to be centered deeper inside her.
She was learning the difference between a vaginal and clitoral orgasm, even though she had no idea what the names of these orgasms were.
She let out a loud scream of joy as she felt her insides burst into ecstasy.
Seconds later, her father let out a deep grunt of joy and Sheree could feel her womb being filled by her old man's come.
He lay still on top of her for a long time, breathing hard into her neck.
He had left a big red bruise on her neck from the vicious love bite he had given her while fucking her.
His cock was dwindling inside her as he remain still on top of her.
Sheree could feel her cunt burning from the brutal ravishing it had taken.
Yet she could feel the pleasurable warm afterglow from her tremendous orgasm.
Her mind slowly returned to its normal state and she could see that her mother was kneeling in front of her brother licking the last few drops of come from Larry's prick.
Dick was exhausted. It had been a long night of drinking and fucking and he badly needed sleep.
Without uttering a word he pulled his now limp cock out of his daughter's cunt, and stumbled into his own bedroom where he immediately passed out and began snoring.
But Pinky did not feel tired at all.
In fact she felt refreshed and alert after drinking down her son's come.
"How do you feel Sheree?" Pinky asked sweetly.
"My cunt feels wonderful. I never imagined that being fucked so hard and long could be so much fun," Sheree said. "But these wires really hurt.'
"Well, then I'll take them off," Pinky said and she quickly got up to unbind her daughter.
"Now that you know the pleasures your body is capable of giving you, the binds will not be necessary any longer."
Sheree breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't feel that she needed to be bound that way in the first place.
She wasn't going to struggle nearly as much as her parents had thought she would.
When all four of the wires were removed from Sheree's ankles and wrists, she could feel the sensation slowly returning to her hands and feet, She shook her hands up and down so that the blood would rush into them quicker.
She found that after a few seconds she could wiggle her toes once again.
The only pain that was left was where the wires themselves had cut into her skin.
She massaged her wrists and winced, and then sat up so she could work her fingers over her sore ankles.
She could tell that the red marks left by the wires would be there for a long time.
"Move over on the bed," Pinky said, using her command voice. "Your brother is going to fuck me now with that big cock of his and we need a little room. If you would like to join in, that's fine. You mat do whatever you like to give either of us pleasure."
Sheree moved over to the edge of the bed so that there was enough room for her mother and her brother to fuck.
"Larry, I want you to eat my pussy," Pinky said. "By the time you make me come your cock should be hard again and then you will be able to give me a good hard fucking."
Larry was not that confident.
Larry had never been through such a marathon of fucking before.
He knew sooner or later his supply of come would run out.
He was afraid he wouldn't be able to get it up again to satisfy his mother.
He feared she would be angry and punish him if he couldn't get hard enough to fuck her the way she expected.
Plus, he knew that the Mumm sisters were expecting him to return to them refreshed and ready to orgy out in a matter of hours.
He knew this was going to take all of his possible energy.
He decided to give it everything he had to satisfy all of his lovers.
He was glad that he was young. He hadn't reached the limit of his sexual potential yet, so there was no need for him to worry that he would run out of come now.
Besides, he thought to himself, worrying will only be an unneeded waste of energy, and I'm going to need all of the energy I can muster.
Sheree was fascinated. She was anxious to watch her brother and her mother fucking.
She knew that was dirty and perverted but she had gone this far already so she decided that there was no such thing as taboos.
Everything was good and natural as long as people were receiving pleasure.
Therefore there was nothing wrong with her whole family turning into sex partners.
She got as close to the edge of the bed so that Pinky and Larry would have as much room as possible.
She didn't know yet what she was going to do to give her mother and her brother extra sexual pleasure while they were making it.
She figured something would occur to her along the way.
Improvisation, she quickly realized, was the key to good sex, so she purposely did not plan out what she was going to do ahead of time.
"Larry, I want you to get on your back next to your sister. I am going to squat over your face so you will be able to eat my cunt. Do you understand?"
Larry nodded. He had never been able to disobey his mother before, and now that he was under her sexual spell, there was no question in his mind that he would do whatever she asked.
Larry moved quickly onto the bed. He felt as if all of the come had been sucked out of him. His balls felt empty, multiple orgasms having drained them of their supply of semen.
His feet hung over the end of the bed and he had his eyes riveted on his mother as she straddled him and walked on her knees until her crotch was above his face.
He looked up wide-eyed at his mother's cunt without blinking.
Once again he thought about the fact that this was the cunt that had given him life.
He felt as if he was re-paying his mother for the pain he had caused her during his birth.
He felt as if it was his responsibility to give that cunt as much pleasure as possible.
Pinky ran her hands over her own breasts, pinching her own nipples hard as she did so.
She lowered her hips so that her cunt got closer and closer to Larry's anxiously waiting mouth.
Larry reached up with his hands and put them on his mother's waist.
He slid them upward so he would be able to fondle her plentiful hips and eat her cunt at the same time.
"Be very gentle, Larry," Pinky said softly, her voice catching with the passion she was feeling. "I love to be treated very gently."
He put his hands on his mother's big tits and gave them a little squeeze.
He could hear Pinky gasp when he did this to her.
She put her hands on the bed so she would be able to keep her balance.
She had her knees and toes on the bed, straddling Larry's head.
The second Larry could reach her cunt, he stuck out his tongue and used the very tip of it to lick the outer most portions of his mother's pussy.
She moaned softly and this encouraged her son to no end.
Sheree could feel her own cunt start to throb anew as she watched her brother start to lick her mother's pussy.
She knew what she was going to do.
She could tell that Larry was worried that he would be unable to get an erection so he could fuck his mother.
Sheree decided to help relieve Larry's anxiety by going down on him.
Sheree decided that she would lick and suck her brother's balls and cock until he became hard once again.
But she would stop short of making him have an orgasm.
She knew he didn't have a lot of come left in him and she didn't waste any.
By sucking her brother until he got hard, Sheree figured she was indirectly giving her mother pleasure since Larry would eventually use that hard-on to fuck Pinky.
Shree got on her hands and knees and moved so that her head was in Larry's lap.
She gazed at her brother's cock and balls and was thrilled to see that he was just as well hung as their father.
Even while flaccid, his cock was impressive. She hadn't been paying attention while Pinky was sucking Larry off, so she still had not seen her brother with a hard-on.
She knew of her brother's reputation at school for being a stud.
A lot of the girl's in Sheree's class swooned when Larry's name came up.
Larry opened his legs wide so that Sheree could kneel between them.
Sheree was facing her mother's back so she could see the parted cheeks of Pinky's round firm ass.
If she got her head down very close to the bed, she could see Larry's tongue licking the outer lips of her mother's cunt.
This view made Sheree's recently split open cunt throb once again.
She kissed her brother all over his slim thighs, working her way up toward his cock and balls.
Larry could see nothing at all, since his mother had sat on his face, blocking his view.
He could feel his mother's thick pubic hair on his nose and eyelashes as his tongue, busily worked up and down her outer labia.
Larry moved his hands from his mother's swelling breasts and eased then up the soft smooth insides of her thighs until his fingertips were on the cunt lips he was licking so softly and gently.
He pulled those lips tenderly apart so that he could dip his tongue deep inside her boiling honey pot.
Pinky groaned and threw back her head as she felt Larry's tongue seeking her core.
He plunged his tongue as far as he could into his mother's fuck hole and he felt the muscles in her back go stiff as he did so.
Larry had eaten a lot of pussy in his life but it had never been like this before.
All of the girls he had eaten and fucked had been young, high school age, and relatively inexperienced.
There was always a bit of nervousness in his lovers. Youth causing them to fear the unexpected.
The Mumm twins were an exception to a point, but even they needed relaxing drugs to get into sex completely.
This was a woman he was eating, and he liked it much better.
He liked the way she seemed totally sure of herself.
He liked the way that she seemed to be in total control of the situation.
He had grown weary of playing "teacher" when it came to sex.
He had spent a lot of nights assuring young girls that everything was going to be okay.
Sex with inexperienced girls inevitably turned into long sessions of negotiation.
Using the old metaphor, getting from first base to second base to third base to home, often took so long, the thrill of victory was tainted.
But now he was with an "older woman" and such silly games were no longer needed.
He plunged his tongue in and out of his mother's vagina until it got sore.
He could feel his sister beginning to give him pleasure by going down on him.
To his surprise he could feel the blood starting to pump back into his cock.
He had thought there was no way in the world he could get hard again.
But Sheree's soft mouth was making it happen and he was thankful to her for that.
Sheree was sucking on his balls and running her fingernails over the ever hardening shaft of his prick.
She watched carefully as her brother's cock got bigger and bigger.
She wondered how big it could get before it stopped.
She stopped licking his balls and began to run the flat part of her tongue up and down the underside of his now rigid shaft.
She moaned as she saw it in its fully erect state.
She put her hand around the shaft of his cock and was amazed that her fingers did not reach all the way around.
Pinky could feel the honey running from her open cunt down over her son's face.
She was so hot and bothered by her son's tongue that she knew she would be having a great orgasm very quickly.
Larry used the tip of his tongue to lick the inner lips.
With each stroke he got closer and closer to his mother's throbbing clit.
Pinky began to make whimpering noises at the pleasure she was feeling.
Larry was getting a lot of pleasure from his sister's mouth on his cock.
Then Larry moved his tongue up to Pinky's pulsating love button and flicked his tongue across it lightly.
Pinky sat down even lower on Larry's face, urging him to lick her clitoris harder.
Larry found it difficult to breath when she did this, but he took the hint and began to stroke her cut with the flat part of his tongue as hard as he could.
Pinky began to move her hips in a little circle so her cut would be moved by his tongue from side to side as well as up and down.
Sheree flicked her tongue lightly and rapidly against the tender spot on the underside of Larry's cock just below the purple glans.
Sheree was very proud of herself for getting him so hard.
She knew he would use that cock to give her mother a great deal of pleasure.
Pinky burst into orgasm as Larry viciously worked at her clit with his tongue.
She climbed off of his face and laughed when she saw all of the cunt juices she had dripped down on him.
She lowered her face close to his and quickly licked his face clean of her own cunt juices.
Sheree returned to the side of the bed because she knew they were going to fuck at that point.
Pinky walked backwards on her knees until she was straddling Larry's hips.
Larry put his feet together and fondled his mother's tits once again.
She lifted his cock up from where it had been lying flat on his tummy.
She pointed his penis upward and placed it between the lips of her soaking wet quim.
Pinky remained in a kneeling position and lowered herself on that hard rod so that Larry's penis went all the way up into her.
Both Larry and Pinky groaned with pleasure at the same exact time.
"Fuck me, Larry!" Pinky screamed out loud. "Fuck me hard and good with that big hard cock of yours. Fuck your mother's pussy until she comes over and over again."
Larry had never failed to satisfy a lover before so he had no reason to believe he would fail then.
Sheree lay flat on the bed, snuggling up against her brother.
She showered Larry's face with tender little peck kisses.
Larry lay still for a moment and let his mother do all of the work.
She slid slowly up and down on his erection using the entire length of his cock.
Larry had not expected his mother's cunt to be as tight as it was.
Something had told him that years of fucking and a couple of babies would make her loose in the cunt.
But Pinky had taken care of herself over the years.
She had always taken a lot of pride in her ability to please men. She had daily done exercises to keep the muscles inside her pussy tight.
Then Larry began to thrust upward with his hips so that each penetration went all the way up into his mother's womb.
He was returning to the source of his life and the experience was spiritual in nature.
This was something beyond sex, beyond the physical pleasure he was feeling.
Sheree pressed her lips down on her brother's firmly.
He parted his lips and offered his tongue to his sister.
Sheree wrapped her lips tightly around Larry's tongue and sucked on it gently.
Sheree thought it was too bad that her father had gone to sleep.
She thought it would have been wonderful if the whole family could have got it on at the same time.
Maybe one day that will happen, Sheree thought to herself.
Larry positioned his hands so that one was on his mother's breast and the other was on his sister's breast.
He squeezed them both at the same time.
Sheree reached down and began to fondle her own pussy.
She diddled her throbbing clit as she french kissed her brother.
Pinky and Larry fucked harder and harder until the whole bed was bouncing up and down.
They felt in tune with one another by that time.
They could tell that their timing was perfect and that they would all be able to achieve orgasm at precisely the same moment.
Sheree rolled her clit around in a circle with her middle finger.
Larry squeezed both his mother's and his sister's tits harder, so that it hurt a little bit.
He thrust upward into his mother's cunt as hard as he could.
Pinky bounced up and down fast and hard, her face all red.
Pinky's mouth was open wide and her eyes were shut tightly.
Then, just as if they were singing an orgasmic tune together, they all screamed out their joy.
There were three climaxes at once and all three of them lasted a very long time.
Then everything came to a halt and there were three panting bodies on the bed all trying to catch their breaths.
There was some groaning and moaning but the passion was over.
Pinky climbed off of Larry's cock and kissed both Sheree and Larry on the lips.
She winked and wiggled her butt as she left the room to join her husband in deep sleep.
Sheree and Larry lay together on Sheree's bed.
They clung to each other like a couple of frightened monkeys.
"What's happening to us?" Sheree asked, her confusion and fear making her voice crack.
"I don't know, sis, I just don't know," Larry whispered into Sheree's shell-like ear in a soothing voice.
They didn't seem to notice that they were embracing each other naked like lovers.
Outside the wind was whipping up more than ever and the squalls of snows were swirling about so that visibility was zero.
It was colder than ever outside and thus colder than ever in the bedroom.
Larry pulled the covers up over him and his sister and they cuddled very close for warmth.
In that position they each fell asleep. A deep sleep like they had never known before.
Sheree had a dream that she was sunbathing next to a pool wearing expensive sunglasses and a skimpy black bikini.
In her dream she was a Hollywood movie star and there were photographers snapping pictures of her left and right then running off to call their editors.
Hunky men were asking her for her autograph but were too shy to ask for anything else.
She politely signed each autograph, first asking each man for his name.
The sun was warm and she had a cool glass of champagne in one hand.
The pool was crystal blue and there were a lot of people splashing and having fun in it.
Larry had no dreams at all.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sheree and Larry did not wake up for a solid two hours. When they did wake it was exactly at the same time.
They both blinked and took a couple of seconds trying to figure out where they were.
They were still clinging to each other and Sheree's breasts were pressed snugly against Larry's chest.
Their hips were pressed together and Sheree had her legs wrapped around her brother.
They were in a classic position to fuck, but their first instinct was to pull away from each other.
Then, just about at the same time, they remembered what had gone on earlier in the day and they cuddled back together, where it was warmer.
They kissed lightly on the lips with their mouths closed.
"Good morning sis, how do you feel?" Larry said lovingly.
"Sore. Mom and Dad put me through quite a work out, you know."
"I saw. What got into them anyway?" Larry asked, still feeling that something had happened before he had arrived that he should know about.
"Beats me if I know. I guess they were just drunk and things got all out of control. We didn't do very much to stop them you know."
Larry felt a little ashamed at how easily he had allowed his mother to seduce him.
He thought about Sheree's screams and how they had been forced to tie her down before she would submit to them.
He still considered her his innocent little sister.
"What do you want to do about it?" Sheree asked, looking upon her older brother for advice.
"Well, we can run away," he said, frowning at the first choice.
"It's a little cold to be hitchhiking," Sheree said, being practical.
"We can hope that they forget about the whole thing once they sober up."
"Doubt it. They seemed pretty rational. Drunk but rational. I think they enjoyed it a lot. I think it's going to continue if we let them."
"Then again, we can just go along with it. It wasn't that bad."
"But it's, it's, it's just wrong, you know. I mean families aren't supposed to get together and fuck like that!"
"Who cares what people are supposed to do. A lot of people spend their lives in misery just because they are afraid of what society is going to think of them if they break the rules."
"But aren't the rules there for a reason?"
"Sure. Incest was forbidden throughout the ages because if childbirth is caused by it, the kid is usually retarded or fucked up or something. It's got a lot to do with genes."
"All I know is that right now it feels good and nice and warm under the covers with you and I like it very much."
"I like it too. This doesn't feel bad at all. It feels loving and soft."
"Sex isn't the whole ballgame. That's what our parents don't understand. Sex without affection is never as good. I feel sorry for Mom, getting her kicks from strangers in the damp cabins of trucks and stuff."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. But I guess her life just hasn't supplied her the thrills she expected. She has to get her kicks that way because all of her dreams of security and romance have been shattered over the years."
The two of them lay close for a long time thinking about this.
"Larry," Sheree whispered, kissing him wetly on the ear. "Do you think we're going to end up that way?"
"I hope not of course, but you know the old saying, them that's got get."
"But there must be a way to break out of that cycle," Sheree replied, a little anger and frustration in her voice. "There must be a way to make it in the world even if your parents don't."
"I don't think it happens as often as the people who write books would like us to believe. I think most of the rich people in the world come from rich families in the first place. I mean, look at Rushdale. Nobody's changed the name on their mailbox for years. Generation after generation live in the same houses in this town. And they always stay poor."
"But somewhere deep down inside, I think that I am different. I refuse to be poor white trash like the rest of them. I want to break free and make something of myself. And to do that I have to run away and get the hell out of this house. The more I stay here the more I am going to believe that I am just like Mom and Dad, stuck in a teeth-of-hell world that they never made."
"I lost my idealism a long time ago, sis. I guess when I was your age I thought there was a future too. But as I got older the pain got worse and worse. I struggled to graduate from high school and the best I could do was get a job bagging groceries. The folks don't have the money to send either of us to college and I don't have the brains to get a scholarship. What the fuck am I supposed to do?"
They were both raising their voices now as . their frustration got their ire worked up.
"Let's cool out," Sheree said rubbing her fingernails lightly across her brother's back. "The folks are going to be asleep all fucking day, and we've got a long time to think about our future."
"There is no future."
"Hush, Larry. Relax. We are both very young, and I don't care what you say, everybody determines their own future. If you think there is no future, then there isn't. Good things can only happen when there is hope."
Larry fell silent and moaned as he felt his sister's gentle scratching on his sensitive back.
"That feels great sis."
"You want me to keep it up?"
"Uh huh."
They could both feel the ache between their thighs starting up again, and they kissed passionately.
"Here we go again," Larry said, as if he was resigning.
"Let go. Let yourself go completely. There is nothing dirty or filthy about this. This is passion and affection at the same time."
And there would be no more philosophy for a while as they began to roll their tongues together.
Sheree could feel his brother's cock start to firm up and move against her smooth thigh.
Sheree rolled over on her back and her . brother got on his side pressed up against her. He let his hands roam over her body, exploring her by touch only. They were still under the covers where it was cozy.
She gasped and sighed as his hands traveled lightly over her breasts, playing with the nipples until they became hard.
"Are you too sore to fuck?" Larry asked so sweetly that the question did not seem vulgar.
"Oh no. I know you will do it gently and nice. Dad just plowed into me like I was an acre of land in the spring. I know you will treat me like a lady."
Larry smiled at his sister. He thought she was very cute and sexy and he kicked himself for never telling her so.
He let his fingers slide down the flat plain of her stomach and he twirled her black locks of pubic hair like spaghetti on a fork.
"Ummm," Sheree said. She looked up at him and asked him to kiss her again with her eyes. He did and they kissed a long time, taking turns sucking gently on each other's tongues.
Then he let his fingertips run up and down the outer lips of her cunt, and she opened her thighs instinctively so he would be able to get his fingers between those now parted lips.
At the same time Sheree reached down and got Larry's balls in the palm of her hand.
His balls were so big that she couldn't get the whole sack in her hand at the same time.
No matter how far she spread her fingers apart a little of that sack spilled over the side.
They both felt completely refreshed by their long deep nap and they were rejuvenated to the point where the sex action quickly got very hot.
She grasped the thick hard stalk of his cock and pumped up and down on it.
He inserted three fingers all the way up into her vagina and began to work them slowly in and out.
He moved his head so he could suck on her nipples, giving both breasts all of the attention Sheree could ever possibly want.
Sheree had been fucked earlier, but this was the first time she had ever been made love to.
Without any further foreplay, Larry rolled over on top of his sister.
Sheree opened for him like a tulip blossom in the springtime.
She first parted her thighs as far as she could, her feet pointing toward the two bed posts at the foot of the bed.
Then she raised her knees up in the air, pointing them at opposite walls.
Then she stuck her feet up in the air, pointing her toes at the ceiling.
Then she wrapped her legs around the middle of her brother's body.
She crossed her ankles behind his back and curled her chubby little toes under.
He entered her so slowly and with such concern for her feelings that she came almost immediately and it was if she had never come before.
'He moved his cock in and out and from side to side lovingly so that the whole inside of her newly opened cunt would get the maximum amount of friction.
Slowly but surely he increased the pace of the fuck until they both came together shatteringly.
Then Larry remembered that he was expected at the Mumm sisters house, and he was already late.
"I gotta go, sis," Larry said frantically. He was starting to get a tremendous urge for drugs and he knew that Marcy and Darcy would have whatever he needed.
"Where are you going?"
"I've gotta go to see the Mumms. They're expecting me."
"Is that where you spent the night last night?" Sheree asked.
"Uh huh, and it was great. Those girl's really know how to get it on."
"Can I come along?" Sheree asked with a sly smile on her face.
Larry looked out the window and sighed when he saw how bad the weather was.
"I don't know sis. There's a blizzard outside and shit."
"That's a sexist remark. I can trudge through the snow just as well as you. Maybe even better. I think you're just afraid to share them with me. Imagine how nice it would be to have three girls attending to your every need at the same time."
Larry thought about that and decided he liked the idea very much.
"Okay, you can come, but I've got to take a shower first."
"There may not be very much hot water. Maybe we had better shower together."
"Okay," Larry said and they jumped out of bed and ran into the hot shower quickly.
There was more hot water than they thought there would be, so they took a long time soaping each other up, paying a lot of attention to each other's hyper sensitive private parts.
Sheree thought it felt great finally washing the ring of blood from the mouth of her cunt.
By the time they were both squeaky clean she felt brand new, and she couldn't help but be curious about what new experiences she was going to have at the Mumms' house.
Larry had told her a lot of stories about the things that went on there and she was excited about trying them all.
She knew that in spite of her urges to get out of her hellish existence, self-denial wasn't going to accomplish anything.
The more experiences she had, the greater her confidence would be, and the greater her confidence was, the better her chances were of being taken seriously when she went out into the real world trying to make something of herself.
They dried each other off tenderly, yet quickly, and rapidly bundled up as well as they could considering their limited wardrobe and prepared to face the cruel elements.
Larry peeked in on Dick and Pinky who were both snoring loud with their asses pressed together.
The snow was swirling around so thick and vicious that the two of them had to bend at the waist and use all of their thigh muscles to move forward against it.
A couple of times Sheree couldn't move at all and Larry had to get behind her and give her a little push to get her going again.
It was only about a half mile down the paved road to the Mumms but it took them a half hour of struggling to get there.
When they showed up at the front door Darcy quickly opened the door and helped them inside.
There was ice on their eye brows and they had both lost sensation in their feet.
Marcy came running into the living room with two cups of hot cocoa as Sheree and Larry painfully stomped the snow off their sneakers.
Marcy knew just how to warm them up quickly so she took charge.
"Darcy, fill the tub with hot water while I help these two get out of their wet clothes.
Darcy ran into the downstairs John with it's big white tub and began to fill it with steaming water.
Marcy slowly took off all of Sheree and Larry's clothes and hung them up in the furnace room where they would dry quickly. Larry and Sheree wrapped their arms around themselves and shivered.
Marcy led them into the John, stark naked, and instructed them to both get into the water.
Sheree and Larry moved stiffly. The wind and snow and cold had quickly frozen them and had made all of their joints stiff.
As the two of them stepped into the tub of water it burned because their skin was so cold but they quickly adjusted to the rapid change in temperature and they could feel the chill being steamed out of their bones.
"I hope you don't mind that I brought Sheree along," Larry said.
"Not at all," Darcy said with a friendly smile. "The more the merrier."
"I didn't know you were into this stuff," Marcy said to Sheree.
"I'm a recent convert," Sheree said, managing a smile as she felt her feet and hands painfully unfreeze.
Larry and Sheree were sitting in the tub, facing one another.
Larry had his knees together sticking up out of the water, and his smaller sister had her legs stretched out straight on either side of her brother.
Darcy and Marcy took of their clothes also and soaped up wash cloths.
Kneeling next to the tub they tenderly scrubbed Larry and Sheree until all of the chill was out of them.
Sheree couldn't believe these girls, whom she had always assumed were trashy sluts, were being so kind.
For Sheree this was a consciousness raising experience. For the first time in her life she realized that promiscuity and evil were not necessarily connected in any way. She sighed and allowed herself to be attended to like a queen.
Darcy ran off and retrieved the hot cocoa, that had been left in the living room.
The brother and sister team sipped from their cups and quickly became totally relaxed and open to suggestion.
"Sheree," Marcy asked sweetly. "Do you make it with both guys and girls?"
Sheree thought about this for a moment and then remembered the pleasure her mother had given her, and how it didn't seem bad at all to have sex with another woman.
"Sure," Sheree said cheerfully, looking up through the steam that was quickly filling the Mumm's bathroom.
"Have you ever gotten an enema?" Marcy asked Sheree.
It didn't sound at all like Sheree was being interviewed. Marcy was just trying to be friendly.
But this time Sheree had to think about the question more carefully.
It took her a few seconds to even think about what an enema was.
Marcy noticed Sheree's frown of thought and, laying a hand gently on her breast smiled pleasantly at the dark-haired girl.
"Don't worry if you don't know what I'm talking about. I'll explain everything to you. I think you will find it quite enjoyable," Marcy said.
The Mumm sister's flashed a quick grin at one another.
Darcy ran off to get the enema bag while Marcy continued to fondle Sheree's breasts lovingly.
Sheree closed her eyes and leaned back into the hot water.
She felt like a queen being tended to by her hand maiden's.
It was wonderful, and she thought she had died and gone to heaven.
Darcy returned to the bathroom carrying the pink rubber enema bottle.
It looked like a large hot water bottle with a hose coming out of one end.
At the end of the hose was a thick nozzle where the water came out.
Darcy sat the enema bag in the sink and knelt next to the tub so she could stroke Larry's thin body.
She dipped her hand under the water so she could massage Larry's cock and balls which were already starting to stir from all of the beautiful naked girls around him and the hot water.
Booth Larry and Sheree were washed thoroughly by the Mumm sisters. Every nook and cranny was scrubbed carefully using a lot of soap.
Marcy and Darcy paid special attention to their private parts while washing them.
Larry and Sheree stepped out of the tub and each were wrapped in big fluffy white bath towels.
They were both completely warm now and Sheree could tell that a lot of things were going to happen to her at that point that had never happened to her before.
By the time Larry was completely toweled dry he had another erection.
He couldn't believe how frequently he could get his cock up.
He would have thought that he would have run out of love jam a long time before this, yet his cock was aching and pounding just as intensely as it had hours before.
Larry sat on the toilet seat with the lid down while Sheree was instructed by Marcy to climb into the tub.
"Now that I have bathed your outside, Sheree, dear," Marcy said in a cool confident voice that made her sound older than she was, "it is time to bathe your insides."
Sheree thought about that and it sounded like a good idea to her.
The incestuous experiences earlier had made the little dark-haired girl feel soily and she thought a complete bathing of both her insides and outside was just what she needed to cleanse herself of the dirtiness she felt was intrinsically a part of her and her entire family.
"What I am going to do, Sheree darling, is fill this rubber bag with soothing warm water. Then I am going to insert this nozzle up your ass-hole and allow all of the water to flow inside your bowels. The trick is for you to hold all of the water inside you for as long as possible. Think of the pressure up your ass as sexual tension, and think of the release of the water as an orgasm.
"I think you will find that after the enema has been given and you have released it, you will feel relaxed and cleansed like you have never felt before."
Sheree nodded that she understood.
"Stand facing the shower nozzle and press the palms of your hands against the tile wall in front of you.
"Bend at the waist and get your cute bunky up in the air as far as you can."
Sheree did exactly as she was told. She trusted the two identical blonde nymphettes completely.
"You might want to put your feet as far apart on the bottom of the tub as you can," Marcy continued her instructions. "This will make the cheeks of your ass part slightly and it will make it easier for Darcy and I to insert the nozzle."
Sheree's face was very close to the wall in front of her. She had one hand on either side of her face and she was pressing very hard, as if she was trying, in her own little meek way, to push the wall in front of her down.
Her round ass cheeks stuck out behind her and the Mumm sisters licking their lips expectantly when they gazed upon the little dark-haired girl's beauty.
Larry leaned back on the toilet so that his head was resting on the tank.
He watched carefully as the two little blonde girls busily prepared to give his sister an enema.
"We just love to play nurse!" Darcy said, raw enthusiasm making her voice crackle with sexual electricity.
Sheree did not look nervous at all. If anything she looked very horny.
She was breathing hard, almost panting, and she could feel the old ache of anticipation mount in her loins.
Darcy had a tube of lubricant in her hand called "Surgiclube" which was made specially for enema nozzles and squirted a little on her forefinger.
The tube made a funny squishing noise as the jelly oozed out onto her finger.
She then carefully and slowly smeared that jelly all over the enema nozzle.
She did it so sensuously that it almost seemed as if she was trying to give the inanimate nozzle pleasure.
Larry could feel his cock throb and bob up and down as he watched the water sports beginning.
Marcy ran the water in the sink and stuck her fingers under the tap to make sure that the water was just the right temperature.
"Sheree, darling, you are going to feel like shitting the water right back out the second it starts to flow into you, but you must use all of the muscles in your body to hold the water inside. The greater the pressure is inside your bowels, the greater the pleasure will be when you finally release it."
Sheree could feel a shiver run through her body when she heard the soothing tone in Marcy's high pitched voice.
Her body became covered with goose bumps and she closed her eyes in a half-swoon.
Sheree was beginning to see the enema as a kind of game, a challenge, in which she could either win or lose.
She felt that if she held as much water inside of her as possible for as long as possible, some kind of divine victory would be hers.
When the enema bag was filled with pleasantly warm water and the nozzle was carefully lubricated, the entire apparatus was set back into the sink and Marcy climbed into the tub behind Sheree.
Marcy knelt down behind Sheree so that her face was right in front of Sheree's ass cheeks.
She reached up with her hands and ran them lightly over Sheree's buttocks.
Sheree gave out a little moan and a sigh at that intimate contact.
"You have the most beautiful ass I have ever seen," Marcy said, her mouth so close to Sheree's ass that the dark-haired girl could feel hot moist breath between her buttocks.
Marcy then gripped both of Sheree's ass cheeks firmly and pulled them apart as far as they would go.
The skin between her buttocks, in the crack, was pulled tight, her ass cheeks were opened so far and Marcy could clearly see the puckered hole that was soon to be the target of the enema.
Marcy kissed the area all around the rectum, then stuck out her tongue as far as it would go.
She licked Sheree's ass-hole lovingly and then made her tongue sharp at the tip so she could insert it a little into Sheree's rectum.
Sheree gasped as she felt that hot wet tongue work its way slowly up into her ass-hole.
She could feel the ring of muscle around her ass-hole relaxing and preparing to open like a flower in the springtime.
Sheree could tell that Marcy was doing this to help her relax and to get the nerves around her rectum prepared for pleasure.
And it was working wonderfully!
"Oh Marcy, that feel so good!" Sheree said still pressing with the palms of her hands on the tiled wall in front of her.
"You have a sweet little ass-hole," Marcy said, feeling very sexy herself. "I love to lick you down here. It's as sweet as candy. I want you always to think of your ass-hole as a very important part of your womanhood."
"I will. I will always remember that." Sheree said between gasps of air.
After Marcy was done licking Sheree's anus and violating it with the tip of her tongue, she stood up behind the girl, ground her pussy against Sheree's buttocks for a moment while fondling her dangling breasts, and then stepped out of the tub.
It was time to get down to the real business.
A clamp was put on the hose coming out of the enema bottle to prevent any water from leaking out before they were ready.
The bag itself was attached to the pole that held the shower curtain in place.
Sheree could tell she didn't have to wait very long now.
Any second, she knew, the nozzle would be inserted in her ass and the delicious warm water would begin to flow inside her.
Darcy pulled Sheree's ass cheeks apart and Marcy carefully inserted the lubricated nozzle up her nether eye.
She stuck it in so slow and so deep that it gave the little dark-haired girl much sexual pleasure.
When the nozzle was in place, Marcy then removed the clamp from the hose and the water began to flow.
Just as Marcy said she would, Sheree felt like shitting the water out right away.
But the dark-haired girl soon figured out which muscles she would have to contract to hold the ever-flowing enema water inside.
Sheree's face turned into a determined grimace.
Her face became beet red as her muscles tightened.
By the time the enema bag was half empty, little Sheree was sure there was nc way she could retain any more water.
From this point on, Sheree could tell, it was simply a matter of will power.
The warm water was soothing and relaxing, but Sheree resisted both being soothed and relaxed, for fear she would blow the whole thing.
She could feel her bowels stretching to accommodate all of that water.
She felt bloated and completely full, yet her pussy was starting to ooze its own natural lubricant freely, and she could tell she was being successful at associating the pressure from the water with sexual tension.
"You are doing very well, Sheree," Marcy said calmly. "The bag is almost empty. You don't have much longer to wait now."
When the enema bag was empty, Sheree's face was so contorted it was difficult to tell if she was in ecstasy or agony.
Perhaps she was feeling a combination of the two. She was learning, by the hour, how closely pleasure and pain are related.
"Okay, Sheree,'. Marcy said very calmly, placing a hand gently on the dark-haired girl's straining buttock. "The bag is empty now. I am going to remove the nozzle from your anus. I don't want you to release the water just yet. I want you to hold it inside of you for a few seconds more after I pull the nozzle out."
Sheree was afraid to respond in any way. Any lapse in concentration, she knew, would cause her to release the enema water prematurely.
Marcy pulled the nozzle out and stuck her finger up the hole where it had been.
Sheree felt great pain in her intestines and she thought she was going to burst.
She knew that ecstasy would be hers when she finally shit the water beack out.
Larry could feel his cock preparing to burst also, just from watching his sister get the enema.
After what seemd to Sheree to be an eternity, Marcy pulled her finger out of her ass and said, "Okay, sweetie, you can let it all out now." Those were the most beautiful words
Sheree had ever heard.
She shit a geyser of foamy shit water across the tub with such force that it splattered against the wall behind her.
Sheree could feel all of the muscles in her body relaxing at the same time.
Then she realized just how horny the warm-water enema had made her.
She could feel her clitoris throbbing like mad as she shit the water out.
Sheree made a huge farting noise as she released the water.
Both Marcy and Darcy looked on with twinkles in their eyes.
Larry could feel the come swirling around in his balls.
The room was filled with the aroma of Sheree's shit water.
After the first spurt of enema water was released, the rest did not travel as far and most of it spilled directly into the tub.
Some of it splashed up and covered Sheree's round buttocks.
Marcy immediately turned the shower on Sheree so the liquid would be washed away.
Sheree looked down at her chubby little toes and she could see them swimming in her enema water.
Now she felt completely purged of the evils she had felt before.
She stood under the hot shower and she couldn't help but put her hand in her own cunt, inserting three fingers up her vagina.
"Here, let me take care of that for you," Darcy said and quickly got into the tub with Sheree.
Darcy kissed Sheree quickly on the lips and then knelt in front of the dark-haired girl to give her the orgasm she so desperately needed.
Darcy worked her fingers in and out of Sheree's soaking wet cunt rapidly while she licked the dark-haired girl's erect clitoris.
It didn't take Darcy very long at all to give little Sheree what she needed.
In a matter of seconds Sheree was screaming in the throes of ecstasy as her climax totally overcame her.
She had her hands on top of Darcy's head, her fingers disappearing in the tight blonde curls.
She pressed Darcy's face hard against her cunt, urging the loving twin to continue licking her clit until the orgasm was over.
Ripple after ripple of pleasure ran up and down Sheree's spine.
Then, while still standing under the hot shower, Sheree decided to return the favor.
Darcy stood up and Sheree got down on her knees so that her face was between the other girl's parted thighs.
She kissed her way up the inside of Darcy's smooth thigh, looking the whole time at the pink little slit that sat in the middle of the little girl's sparse, golden pubic hair.
Sheree ran her tongue up and down the outer lips of Darcy's cunt. Darcy was a lusty nymphette and was soon groaning wildly and gyrating her hips, urging Sheree to make further use of her bust tongue.
While Sheree was licking Darcy's open cunt, Larry looked at Marcy and Marcy returned his glance.
Without saying a word, Marcy got on her elbows and her knees next to the bathtub.
She stuck her ass up in the air as far as she could so Larry would be able to get at either of her holes.
Larry knelt behind her and ran his hands under her body, finding both of her nipples.
He got those erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and pinched than and pulled them.
"Stick it in me, Larry," Marcy shouted. "Stick it in me somewhere, for God's sake!"
There was a note of desperation in little Marcy's voice and Larry thrust his steaming rod as deeply as he could up her cunt making Marcy scream out with pleasure.
Larry did not waste any time before he began to fuck that hot tight pussy as hard as r he could.
Sheree was thrusting her fingers in and out of Darcy's cunt by that time, while flicking her tongue rapidly across the other twin's clit at the same time.
It didn't take very long for Larry to shoot his seed into Marcy's twat.
At the same time Marcy burst into her own powerful orgasm.
The shower was turned off after Darcy came from Sheree's licking and once again they used big fluffy white bath towels to dry off.
Then everyone moved to the living room where they smoked joints.
The storm had subsided outside and Larry and Sheree could tell they would have an easier time of it getting home.
They would still have the big snow drifts to trudge through, but there wouldn't be the biting wind and stinging blowing snow.
Darcy put a Bruce Springsteen record on the stereo and all four of them danced nude in the living room.
Sheree had fit in so quickly, she immediately felt comfortable with the Mumm sisters.
She thought that she was happier at that point than she had ever been in her life.
Everything was so relaxed and friendly. Sheree had almost forgotten that she and her brother would sooner or later have to go back home and face their parents.
She didn't want to think about Dick and Pinky for awhile.
The thought of her parents only reminded her of the cage she felt she was locked into.
She was in prison and there wasn't even a guard she could bribe for the key.
She had no idea that her problems with dealing with her home and her family were just beginning.
She had hoped that Dick and Pinky would forget about their sudden passion for incest.
But this was not the way it was going to work out at all.
The second Dick and Pinky woke up from their long sleep, they began plotting new ways to abuse their nearly grown children.
It never occurred to either of the parents, that they were in effect, driving their children away from them by forcing them to have sex.
They only saw it as part of a big game they were playing.
They never considered Larry and Sheree to be real people worth worrying about.
Their two children had always been nothing but a bother and now Dick and Pinky figured it was ,about time they got a little fun out of two members of the family who weren't wanted anyway.
Sheree and Larry and the Mumm twins had a wonderful day.
They all loved each other in every way imaginable and they all got very high.
There was a lot of Merry Christmas and good cheer as the four youngsters explored each other, enjoying giving pleasure as much as they enjoyed receiving it.
But good things cannot last forever, and soon it came time for Sheree and Larry to leave and make the trek through the snow home.
But the brother and sister combo was not sad as it prepared to leave.
They both knew that there would be many more days and nights like the one they had just spent with Marcy and Darcy and this both made them feel very happy.
Darcy went into the furnace room and got out Larry and Sheree's clothes, which were now completely dry.
Dressed, Sheree and Larry both kissed the Mumm sisters goodbye and thanked them for their hospitality.
They then moved out the front door and began the walk home.
The air had lost a lot of it's chill and the snow had formed a crust on top so that they could walk without sinking in.
Neither knew what was waiting at home.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Dick and Pinky had schemed well while their son and daughter had been out.
Dick had a can of chloroform and a whit rag waiting in the upstairs hallway.
He knew that it would knock them cold and he wasn't into anymore struggling.
"This is going to be so much fun," Pink said, clasping her hands together in front o her breasts.
"Damn right it is," Dick said gruffly. They were very cruel people.
They had been building up hostility in themselves for so long, they both felt very good about the fact that they were turning that anger into action.
Sheree and Larry came innocently in the front door and stomped their feet to get the snow off of them.
Larry listened intently and heard no noise.
He assumed incorrectly that his parents were still sound asleep.
He held his finger up to his lips and Sheree nodded that she understood.
Neither of them were ready to face their parents quite yet and they were hoping they could get upstairs and into bed without waking Dick and Pinky.
But Dick and Pinky were not only awake, but they were hiding at the top of the stairs waiting.
Larry and Sheree took off their wet sneakers and socks and left them on the radiator downstairs to dry.
Then they padded, hand in hand, up the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Dick poured some of the chloroform on the white rag and prepared to pounce.
He had already decided to get Larry first, since he was the one who was most apt to put up a big struggle.
He figured Sheree could be subdued a lot more easily.
Everything happened very quickly and Sheree didn't even have time to scream.
Before she could figure out what was going on, her father had leaped from the shadows and had thrust the white rag over Larry's mouth and nose.
Larry flailed his arms around in the air for a couple of seconds and then went completely limp.
He then plopped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, totally unconscious.
Sheree's eyes went wide with terror and she was too scared to make a sound.
Once again her nightmares were becoming true and her heart began to pound.
Her muscles became tight and she stood rigidly at the top of the stairs, watching her big brother quickly reduced into a sleeping baby.
Seconds later, the white rag was shoved in her face and everything went black.
Dick grabbed Larry by the ankles and Pinky grabbed Sheree by the ankles and they dragged their children into the master bedroom where they were, to be bound cruelly.
Pinky had pieces of rope ready and waiting once Sheree and Larry had been thrown on the double bed in the master bedroom.
While Sheree was unconscious she had a small pleasant dream that had absolutely nothing to do with what was actually happening to her.
In her dream she was on the set of a movie and she was the star.
The name of the movie she was about to make was "Rise From the Depths" because that was just what Sheree hoped she would be able to do someday.
There were all sorts of people fussing over her as she prepared to shoot the first scene.
There were people making sure that her make-up was just right.
There were people checking her manicure and pedicure.
Even the director of the film was in awe of her obvious stardom.
He did not rush her and he was content to wait until she was ready to perform.
Sheree had all of her lines memorized in the dream and she could tell that this role as a young girl who goes from being a nothing to being a something was going to win her an academy award.
Her co-star in the film was a very handsome tanned blonde man who did not have a name in the dream.
But he was tall and muscular and Sheree could tell she was going to enjoy shooting the love scenes with him very much.
Their eyes met from across the set and it was love at first sight.
They moved toward one another in slow motion, and no matter how much they moved they never seemed to get any closer to one another.
This was the frustrating part of the dream.
Every time Sheree would get close enough to the blonde actor to reach out and touch him, she would lose sight of him for a moment and he would be all the way on the other side of the set once again so she would have to start over.
But finally they did meet, and though, in the dream, they had never seen each other before, she immediately got up on her toes so she could kiss him on the lips.
And, just as he leaned over to kiss her and Sheree could tell that something magic was about to happen, she opened her eyes and the horror of reality returned to her.
Her wrists were bound together in front of her face and they were both attached to the same bedpost at the head of the double bed.
Her ankles were also bound to her upper thighs so that the muscles in her legs were stretched painfully.
She looked to her right and saw Larry, tied in the same position, attached to the other bedpost.
Sheree let out a scream that could easily be heard outside, as she realized that everything was out of control.
There was no such thing as sticking it out anymore. Sheree knew she had to get out of that house forever the first chance she got.
"Go ahead and scream, you little slut," Dick said with a sneer. "You know very well that there is no one here who can help you!"
But Dick was wrong. Because just at the moment Sheree screamed the paper boy, delivering the evening paper was out in front of the house.
The sound of Sheree's scream scared the small boy very much and he didn't quite know what to do.
He made a mental note to tell his parents about what he had heard the second he was done with the rest of his route and went home.
Sheree looked back over her shoulder and saw that both Dick and Pinky were nude.
"You people are really sick!" Sheree shouted. "You need help. You are both mentally ill, don't you realize that? Don't you realize what you are doing?"
Big tears were welling up in her eyes and spilling down her cheeks. She couldn't say anymore because she choked on her own tears.
Dick slapped the little girl hard across the face.
Sheree remembered how much his slaps hurt, but she thought this was the hardest one of all.
She could feel her bottom lip begin to swell and she could taste blood on the inside of her mouth.
Total despair returned to the little girl's empty soul.
She felt as if she would never escape the cruel hands of her parents.
She was sure they were going to beat her until she was unconscious and throw her into a snow drift to die.
She had been bound so that her knees were forced way apart on the bed.
From the rear, Dick could clearly see the parted lips of her pussy and the puckered opening of her ass-hole.
"Be prepared for pain like you have never known it," Dick said.
Pinky merely laughed with a cackle that showed years of cigarette smoking.
Larry, throughout all of this, was completely silent.
The humiliation of being tied naked like that had, taken a little bit of his personality away forever.
He was completely numb all over, and he had the blank expression of a zombie on his thin face.
Dick was slowly and carefully putting a black leather glove on his right fist.
He tugged the glove over his wrist to make sure his fingers were all the way in it.
He opened his fingers then closed them tightly.
"Have you ever wondered, you little tramp, how far your pussy can stretch before it tears," Dick said in a voice so calm that it made Sheree sure he was entirely insane.
She looked back over her shoulder and saw that black glove and she knew what he meant to do with it.
It was going to be the fist-fuck for Sheree! She could feel cold sweat pouring off of her naked torso.
Her stomach ached like a burning pit and she shuddered at the thought of her sweet pussy being violated so brutally.
Sheree could hear her father making small grunting noises behind her and then she felt the leather fingertips slowly working their way up the inside of her thigh.
Sheree looked over to see what Pinky was doing.
Pinky was strapping a big dildo around her waist.
"Dear son of mine," Pinky said. "How would you like to get fucked up the ass so you will know how a woman feels when a man thrusts his cock into her."
Larry did not respond. His mind was a blank. It was as if someone had completely cleaned his slate.
Sheree felt those leather covered fingers gently exploring the outer lips of her cunt.
Under normal circumstances, she would have moaned with pleasure at this intimate contact.
But her fear and disgust were so great that all she could feel was the pounding of her heart and the cold sweat rolling down her back.
She couldn't believe that she had spent the whole day in bliss over at the Mumms and this was the awful way it was all going to end.
She could tell that Dick was going to do his best to ruin her private parts forever.
She knew that she had better try to go out of her way to relax.
The more relaxed her pussy was, the more that could fit inside without pain.
She knew she would never be able to relax enough to rid herself of all of the pain that Dick was determined to cause.
She just hoped that somehow she could keep to a minimum the amount of damage done by Dick's relentless fist.
But she failed miserably to relax. She began to panic and she sobbed with great heaves of her torso.
Dick inserted his middle finger slowly, all the way up into Sheree's quim.
She prayed that her natural lubrication would start to flow so this would go easier.
But the more she thought about it the dryer her pussy became.
Dick was going to try to get his fist up there while she was as dry as a bone.
Dick placed his forefinger next to his middle finger and slid both of them in and out of Sheree's cunt.
On the other side of the bed, Pinky was strutting back and forth, looking down at the fake erection that stuck out of her crotch.
She cackled and ran her fingernails hard down Larry's back, leaving bright red scratches, all the way from the base of his neck to his kidneys.
But, if Larry felt any pain, he was unable to react to it.
His expression did not change even though his mother had drawn blood in a couple of I spots.
Dick then press his face against Sheree's right buttock and bit her hard, so hard that he almost broke the skin.
Sheree howled in pain and Dick just laughed at her and quickly moved his hand so he was sliding four fingers in and out of Sheree's cunt at the same time.
The pain really struck the little girl at that point.
She began to whimper pathetically, having used up all of her energy quickly.
She no longer had the energy to protest or scream out in any way.
She was a totally defeated little girl and she figured all was lost.
Hopelessness tormented her mind like a cancer and the pain in her cunt got worse every second.
Now Dick was ready to go all the way with the fist-fuck.
He tightened his fist and placed it hard against Sheree's open cunt.
He began to press forward with a slow steady motion and Sheree could tell that at any moment she was going to tear down there and start to bleed.
On the other side of the bed, Pinky was stroking Larry's belly, while kneeling behind him.
The head of her dildo was pressed between the cheeks of his slim ass.
At just that moment, the paper boy delivered his last paper and headed home.
He still had a chilling sensation from the awful scream he had heard and he decided he was going to tell his mother what he had heard the second he got home.
He had never heard a scream like that except on television and the sound of it, he knew, was going to haunt him for a long time.
Sheree's mouth was very dry and she was having difficulty swallowing.
Her mouth was gaping open and she feared for a moment that her jaw would get stuck in that position.
Dick got that fist all the way up into Sheree's cunt so that only he wrist was visible.
He could tell he was making her bleed and that only made him want to push his fist into her further.
Pinky placed the head of the fake cock directly against Larry's sphincter.
She dug her nails into Larry's waist and began to press forward with her hips.
The ring of muscle around the boy's tight ass-hole began to stretch so that the dildo could penetrate that orifice.
For the first time, Larry seemed to realize that something very bad was happening to him.
For the first time since he had been knocked cold by the chloroform, his expression changed.
His face now reflected the pain he felt in his ass-hole.
Down the road a spell, the paper boy was running into his house shouting for his mother to call the police because something horrible was happening at the Masters' house. The woman knew her son was not one to cry wolf and immediately dialed the phone to report what the small boy had heard.
Pinky continued to press the relentless dildo up her son's butt until the entire rubber shaft had disappeared up that tiny hole.
Larry too had been forced to bleed by the brutal violation.
Dick fist-fucked Sheree and Pinky ass-fucked Larry until both of their children passed out from the pain.
It wasn't any fun for Pinky and Dick if their kids were not conscious to feel the pain. Dick pulled his gloved fist out of Sheree's pussy and looked disgustedly at the crimson blood on the knuckles.
Pinky like-wise pulled her dildo out of Larry's ass and admiringly looked at the ring ring of blood around the base of it.
The Rushdale Police seldom have anything to do, so when they got a phone call about a damsel in distress they responded immediately.
The entire Rushdale police department consisted of four cops and two squad cars so everybody responded to the call.
Rushdale Police Chief, Marvin White, even called the County Sheriff's office and told them to prepare in case he needed back-ups.
The dirt road on which the Masters lived was too blocked with snow for either of the cars to make it thorough.
The entire Rushdale police department parked on the main road and set out trudging through the snow the get to the Masters' house.
They saw the footprints made by Sheree and Larry and the footprints going both ways made by the paper boy.
They assumed incorrectly that the two pairs of footprints that did not leave the house belonged to the criminals involved.
They were careful not to damage any of the footprints that they were convinced were evidence as they plowed up the dirt road.
All four of them arrived at the front door of the house at the same time, Chief White leading the way.
They had their guns out and were prepared for whatever might happen.
White pounded on the front door and shouted, "Open up, it's the police!"
"What the fuck?" Dick said upstairs and quickly took off his glove and threw on a bathrobe to answer the door. "Keep them quiet, Pinky. I'll get rid of the dumb local cops."
Dick strutted down the stairs trying to look as if he had just woken up.
He opened the door and smiled at the policemen.
"What can I do for you today, officers?" Dick said with phony cheerfulness.
"Hi, Masters," White said with a surprised look on his face. He had not expected to see the man of the house home and looking so composed. "We got a report of a woman screaming in your house. Just came over to check it out. Is there any trouble here?"
"No Marvin. Nothing happening here. In fact me and the wife were just taking a nap. if you know what a mean."
White seemed embarrassed at having interrupted.
The Police Chief immediately assumed that the scream of pain was actually just a small boys misinterpreted scream of passion.
"Sorry to have bothered you, Dick," Marvin White said and turned to leave.
"No sweat," Dick said with a cheerful voice. " Merry Christmas. Glad to see you're all on the job."
CHAPTER NINE
But just at that point Sheree woke up. She remembered immediately the trouble she was in so she did not open her eyes. She pretended she was asleep.
Then she heard the conversation downstairs and, even though she did not know it was the police her father was talking to, she figured it had to be somebody who coul help her.
"HELP ME! HELP ME!" she screamed, still not opening her eyes.
She could still feel the horrible pain in her cunt from the brutal fist-fucking she had received.
White and the three other Rushdale cops stopped in their tracks.
One of them quickly stuck his gun into Dick Master's belly while the other three charged up the stairs to aide whomever was screaming.
Once upstairs the three cops were shocked by what they saw.
None of them had ever seen anything like it before in their lives.
The two teenagers were both awake now and the cops winced when they saw the blood running down the insides of Sheree's thighs.
"Call an ambulance, pronto," Chief White said. "While I slap the cuffs on the old lady."
It was Pinky and Dick's turn to be petrified with fear.
They were both allowed to dress at gun point and then were hand-cuffed and led out to the police car.
Larry and Sheree were untied and taken by an ambulance to a nearby hospital for treatment.
After a short period of questioning in the Rushdale Police office, Pinky and Dick were both taken to a wing of a big Rochester hospital for the criminally insane where they were both to stay for a very long time.
Since Larry and Sheree were both very young, it took them only a few days for the wounds to their private parts to heal.
But nothing could be done to repair the damage that had been done to their minds.
Sheree, being the independent one, seemed to bounce back quickly after they were put in a home for abandoned children.
Larry was released almost immediately after they found out he was already eighteen and no longer the states responsibility.
He got into a heavy life of drugs and crime right away and within three weeks he was found dead in a snow drift with a plethora of pure smack in his blood.
Sheree felt as if all of her ties to the Rochester area were gone and she was filled with mourning.
She had been put in a school filled with other sad characters like herself but she hated it.
Everyday at the state run home reminded her of what poor white trash she was.
Christmas had come and gone without any joy whatsoever, and the New Year began on a nightmarish note.
Sheree knew she was going to run away and head west the first chance she got.
She had the common sense to wait until the weather got nicer.
She had a suitcase packed and ready to grab hidden beneath her bunk bed.
There were no bars on the windows at the school. It wasn't a jail, although there was a strict curfew for all of the teenagers there.
The very first day that seemed to show that spring was in the air, Sheree grabbed her pre-packed bag from beneath her bed, walked out the front door with her head held high, and never came back.
All she knew was that she had to get to L.A., and she wasn't particular about how she Went about it.
She figured the best way to start was to get to the New York State Thruway and hitchhike to Chicago, where she could pick up Interstate 80.
Sheree was aware that pretty teenage girls seldom had any trouble getting rides while hitchhiking.
The second she stuck out her thumb she got a ride from an old guy smoking a cigar who took her all the way to Erie, Pennsylvania.
From there she quickly got a ride to Chicago from a couple of giggly girls who weren't much older than herself.
Sheree was very nervous the whole time. She had absolutely no money and she didn't know what she would do if she got stranded someplace.
But she got a lucky break in Chicago while hitching her next ride.
She had gotten to Chicago in less than twenty-four hours, and had managed to sleep on the road. The two girls had given her a baloney sandwich but she was still a very hungry little girl.
The ride she got in Chicago in many ways turned out to be her savior.
In Chicago a pair of guardian angels arrived on the scene and Sheree quickly knew that things weren't ever going to be quite as bad again.
A young couple in their early twenties, named Ernie and Sally, were on their way to the West Coast in their custom built Chevrolet van.
Ernie and Sally were open-minded people and soon after they picked Sheree up, Sheree felt comfortable enough with them to tell them the whole story of why she was running away.
They immediately stopped at a truck stop and bought Sheree a hot meal.
"Don't worry, Sheree," Sally said sympathetically. "We'll take care of you, at least until we get to the Pacific Ocean."
"That's all I could possibly hope for," Sheree said, so grateful that tears welled up in her eyes.
Both Ernie and Sally were very attractive people and Sheree was a little ashamed at how sexy she felt around them.
Ernie looked like one of the last hippies. He had light brown shiny hair down to his shoulders held in place by a red bandana tied around his forehead.
He wore a beat-up denim jacket with patches crudely sown on the elbows and the shoulders.
His jeans were equally threadbare and his knees stuck out of them.
If it hadn't been for the expensive quadraphonic sound system and the fully stocked bar in the van, Sheree would have thought they were as poor as she was.
Despite his unkempt look and lack of a shave, Ernie was one of the most handsome men Sheree had ever see. He reminded her of Christ, with his kind, slightly sunken eyes.
His cheek bones were high and Sheree could tell through his beard that his chin was broad and firm.
Sally was equally attractive.
She was a couple of inches taller than Sheree, and though perhaps not as buxom as Sheree, she had a body that wouldn't quit.
She had very long straight blonde hair, with bangs that dangled over her eye-brows.
She had crystal blue eyes and Sheree thought she could see a halo over her head.
She wore a tight tee-shirt without a bra, so her large nipples showed and super tight jeans that looked just as old and faded as Ernie's.
The couple was not married but they had been living together for a couple of years.
Ernie explained to the teenager that first day together that he and his girlfriend were out searching the true meaning of America and they were completely open to suggestion.
Sheree admired them a lot for being so free and willing to move on, and Sheree thought to herself that she should have hit the road herself long before.
Then Sheree realized that there was only one bed in the back of the van.
She didn't want to intrude on Sally and Ernie's privacy.
She built up her nerve to ask a question that had plagued her for hours.
"Where am I going to sleep tonight?" Sheree said in a meek tiny voice filled with apprehension and fear.
Sally and Ernie looked at each other and grinned. Sheree noticed that their eyes were twinkling in a friendly sort of way.
"We had sort of hoped you would join us in our bed," Ernie said charmingly.
"You don't have to if you don't want to,"
Sally added. "But we both think you are very sweet and we hoped we could have some fun all together in the back of the van later." Sheree was elated.
"I would love to," Sheree said, her eyes dancing with joy. "I had hoped that was what you had in mind."
Once that was settled all three of them felt a lot better.
They also, each, felt a lot hornier, and Ernie didn't know how long he could drive with a rod in the front of his old jeans, yearning to bust out.
Soon after it turned dark, Ernie slowed the van down and parked it in a lot off to one side of Interstate 80.
It had been a very long time since Sheree had felt loved.
She hadn't felt this good since that last afternoon with the Mumm sisters.
She could tell that these people who had picked her up would treat her kind and gentle and there was no need for fear in her life for a little while.
The van parked and the headlights out, all three of them moved to the back of the van where there was a double bed, surrounded by thick fuck carpeting.
Ernie popped a rock and roll tape into the sound system, and Sheree heard the clearest best music she had ever heard in her life.
"Why don't you lay down and make yourself comfortable?" Sally said and winked at Sheree.
Sheree felt completely at ease and very, very horny.
She lay down in the very center of the double bed with her head pointing toward the rear of the van.
The little dark-haired girl stretched her arms up over her head and writhed her body in expectation.
Sally and Ernie quickly undress and Sheree was glad to see that they were even more attractive with their clothes off than they were with them on.
They were both in excellent shape. They both had the fine taut muscle tone of people who exercise frequently.
Sally's nipples were erect and stood out, which was also true of Ernie's cock.
Sheree realized that she was the only one with any clothes on so she started to undress.
"Stop," Sally said, "Let us do that for you. You are our guest and you should be treated with all of the hospitality we can muster."
Sheree just grinned with delight and squirmed a little with joy as four hands at once began to undress her.
Sheree allowed herself to go completely limp as she felt her shirt and pants removed.
She did lift her cute little ass up off the bed for a moment so Ernie could tug down her white panties, which were stained of course in the front from her cunt juices which had dripped out in anticipation of this session of hot sex play.
They were all nude now and Ernie and Sally positioned themselves on opposite sides of the little dark-haired girl.
Sheree looked up and saw Sally's beautiful angelic face lowering itself over hers.
That long silky blonde hair made a golden tent over Sheree's face.
There lips met in a blissful kiss and soon their lips parted and they were having a playful swordfight with their eager tongues.
Ernie but his mouth very close to one of Sheree's nipples.
He puckered his lips and blew hot air onto that erect nipple.
Sally plunged her tongue deep into Sheree's mouth as she felt Ernie take her nipple into his mouth and suck on it slowly and lovingly.
Ernie's hands became more curious and Sheree could feel them slowly working down the flat plain of her belly until they touch her ebony short and culy pubic hairs which grew just above her throbbing slit.
Gyrating her hips on the bed, Sheree moved her thighs far apart, urging Ernie to lower his hand even further.
He was good at picking up on a not so subtle hint.
He moved his fingers down until he was running his middle finger up and down the slippery outer lips of Sheree's cunt.
Sally pulled her tongue out of Sheree's mouth and licked at her ear lobe for awhile.
Sheree moaned with bliss as Ernie, ever so delicately, parted Sheree's cunt lips with his fingers and began to work a single digit up into her boiling honey pot.
The van was filled with moans and groans.
Sheree reached out with both of her hands so she could return the pleasure she was receiving.
With one hand she tickled Ernie on the base of the sack that held his balls.
With her other hand she squeezed Sally's firm milky breasts.
Ernie moved down so that he could taste the dark young cunt he had just been exploring with his fingers.
He moved his body so that Sheree would be able to take his balls and his cock in her mouth while he ate her.
Sally got her face very close to Sheree's so they would both be able to lick at Ernie's cock at the same time.
Ernie put his knees very far apart on the bed so both of his lovers would be able to get their head between his parted thighs.
By moving his head only a little bit, he would be able to lick both the blonde pussy and the dark pussy.
He started with Sheree because he knew from her story how starved she was for love and affection.
He gently reopened her cunt lips with, his fingers and dipped his tongue deep inside her quim.
Sheree let out a desperate gasp of air. She couldn't remember her cunt ever aching so badly before and she knew it wouldn't take much more of that kind of treatment before she would begin having orgasm after orgasm.
Sheree stuck out her tongue and ran it the length of Ernie's long thick cock.
Sally got her mouth on her lover's balls and she licked and sucked on that sack as if her mouth was filled with cotton.
The sounds of lovemaking filled the van and the oral action quickly became hot and heavy.
Sally and Sheree took turns taking the entire length of Ernie's cock deep up into their throats.
Ernie concentrated solely on Sheree's cunt atJ first, determined to wait until she had her first orgasm in months before pleasing Sally.
He carefully explored as much of Sheree's internal cunt that he could reach with his tongue before moving that taster up to her yearning clitoris.
Sheree almost bit Ernie's cock when she felt his tongue on her clitoris.
Sally sensed this and took over sucking him while Sheree got off.
Sheree burst into an incredible orgasm, bucking her hips wildly on the bed as the ripples of joy soared up and down her spine.
The fierceness of Sheree's climax was all Ernie needed to tip over the edge himself.
At the last moment he pulled his cock out of Sally mouth so he could shoot his hot sticky semen all over the blonde woman's face.
Ernie quickly regained his composure after emptying his balls on Sally's face and put his face between the blonde's thighs.
This time he turned his body around, kneeling at the end of the bed, so that each upward lick of his tongue would end on Sally's large love button.
Sheree turned to Sally and began to lick Ernie's come off of the beautiful blonde's face.
Sally was so worked up by having come spurt all over her face that it took her only a few seconds to come herself, which she did with a loud scream that sounded as if she was singing opera.
Ernie quickly got hard again and instructed Sheree to flip over on her belly so he could take her from the rear.
Sheree knew just what to do and she stuck her ass up in the air high so that it was at the right angle for him to penetrate.
Sally got in position so that she could passionately kiss Sheree while the little girl was getting fucked from behind.
Sheree felt the head of Ernie's cock running up and down the outer lips of her cunt.
She was already soaking wet down there and she knew that once the initial penetration was achieved she was going to have a series of tremendous orgasms.
Ernie got the head of his penis in place and slowly slid his cock forward, until the entire length of his shaft was inside Sheree's cunt.
Sheree could feel the spasms starting immediately and Ernie responded by fucking her fast and hard right away.
The orgasm began to snap off inside Sheree's tight cunt like machine-gun fire.
She had to pull her mouth away from Sally's so she could scream out with her ecstasy.
Sally moved her head underneath Sheree's body so she could get at those nipples with her mouth.
Sally had never seen such big tits on such a petite girl before and she was fascinated by them.
Ernie was so turned on by the way the little girl was reacting to his ramrodding cock that he soon shot his second load in a matter of minutes deep into Sheree's womb.
For a moment they all lay together relaxing and catching their breaths.
Ernie was waiting for his cock to recharge and get hard again so he could fuck Sally the same way he had fucked Sheree.
It didn't take very long, since it had been a long time since he had been with two woman at the same time and the idea appealed to him a lot.
When his cock was rigid and ready to fuck, Sally got on her belly so she could be mounted from behind.
Sheree felt completely at home by this time and wandered around the fucking couple giving pleasure wherever it seemed appropriate.
CHAPTER TEN
The weather was beautiful for Sheree's adventurous trek westward.
Everyday the sun was shining and the air was summer-like warm.
Sheree had no idea how big the country was and she spent a lot of the journey wide-eyed and. amazed at how different it looked than her little rural town in upstate New York.
Since Ernie and Sally liked to stop frequently and fuck, Sheree figured it was going to take her a full six days to get to the Pacific Ocean.
Sheree didn't mind, though. She was in no hurry. She had no idea what she was going to do with herself when she got to California anyway.
It even got to the point where she didn't care if she ever got there.
She would have been content just riding around the country fucking Sally and Ernie every few hours.
The only real inconvenience with traveling for days at a time is keeping clean.
Most people are used to having constant access to running water.
So by the time the trio got to the plains of Kansas, they were feeling pretty grubby and they all would have given anything for a bath.
That was why they were all so excited when they saw a sign that said there was a swimming pond three miles down a dirt road.
Ernie did not hesitate to turn the wheel and head for the water.
He had had quite enough of brushing his teeth and sponging off his smellier parts with cold water in gas station Johns.
Sally and Sheree agreed one hundred percent with his decision.
Even if the water was ice cold, they would at least be able to get wet all over at the same time.
Whoever made up the sign that said the pond was three miles from the main road had not measured very carefully.
They had to travel closer to six before they arrived, and they were thrilled to see they were the only ones there.
The sun was actually hot and Sheree could feel the last of the winter bake out of her bones as she stepped out of the van, stretched her legs, and looked up at the cloudless blue sky.
Ernie grabbed a fresh bar of soap from a trunk in the back of the van and all three of them carelessly threw off their clothes as they headed for the clear water.
They had no idea what the temperature of the water was going to be, but they were pleasantly surprised when they found out that the pond was so shallow that it had been warmed quickly by the direct Kansas sun.
It had been a while since they had had one of their wild sex sessions so Ernie thought it would be a really good idea if they all got it on in the pond, and the two girls whole-heartedly agreed.
In, the very center of the pond the water was only up to their knees so they could sit on the pebbled bottom and splash around without a single care in the world.
First things first, however, and they each took turns soaping up their sticky bodies and swooning at how good it felt to be squeaky clean again.
Sheree had not made a single protest, but her cunt had been getting a little sore from all of that fucking and no bathing, and it felt great to cleanse out her private parts with the luke-warm pond water.
She also knew that their love-making would only be enhanced if they all smelled a little better.
They were all very horny so the washing process went very quickly.
Sally was the last to bathe, and she threw the soap up on the shore of the pond.
Then they sat in a little circle just off the center of the pond, each crossing their legs like Indians.
Each person fondled the crotch of the person on his or her right, and it was very much like they were all children again playing a game.
Sheree had her hand on Ernie's stiff cock, while Ernie diddled Sally's clit, and Sally worked her fingers in and out of Sheree's yearning honey pot.
They all tried to sit very still, but soon the giggling and moaning started, and the rules of the game were not as clearly defined.
Ernie lay on his back with his knees up in the air.
All that was sticking out of the water were his knees and his head.
Sally mounted him from the top, grabbing his stiff cock with her hand and expertly guiding the head of that prick to the mouth of her love tunnel. She straddled him with one knee on either side of his hips.
Then she lowered herself slowly so that his fully engorged cock would slide all the way up into her throbbing womb.
Sheree got on her knees also, straddling Ernie's head, turning so that she was facing Sally.
Ernie stuck his tongue out as far as it would go and began to lick Sheree's open cunt.
He used the flat part of his tongue with long strokes, starting up near her clit he licked a broad line all the way to her cute little ass-hole.
By each leaning forward a little bit, Sally and Sheree could neck passionately while the man in the group each gave them pleasure.
Sheree and Sally had their hands on the back of each other's necks and they were kissing wildly, while Ernie moved his hips up and down fucking Sally's drooling pussy.
He put his hands on Sheree's waist and moved her a little so he could wrap his knowing lips around the little dark-haired girl's clitoris.
Once he got his lips in place he began to suck slowly, so that her love button and the soft pink folds of flesh around it, was sucked deep into his mouth.
Sheree began to suck on Sally's neck at that point and Sally lowered her hands so she could squeeze both of Sheree's tits at the same time.
Sally was still as fascinated as ever by the size of Sheree's tits, and she took every possible opportunity to suck or fondle them.
Sally began to move her hips up and down also, so that each of Ernie's pecker thrusts would go as deeply into her as possible.
Sally began to have climax after climax from the motion of Ernie's cock in and out of her cunt.
Sheree could feel herself nearing a blissful orgasm also as the long-haired man gently sucked her little man in the boat and rolled his tongue over it at the same time.
Just as Sheree burst into ecstasy she heard Ernie's muffled cry, and she knew that he was shooting his hot sticky white semen deep into Sally's blonde pussy.
They spent a good part of the day fooling with each other in the. pond somewhere in Kansas, then they sadly said goodbye to the quaint little place that had offered them such divine joy.
It was time to get back in the van and resume their journey westward.
It was Sally's turn to drive, so Sheree sat next to her while Ernie climbed into the back to catch a nap while they were on the road.
Neither Sheree nor Sally had bothered to put their pants back on.
They slipped white tee-shirts over their heads so that from the outside it looked like they were fully clothed.
Police cars are lower than vans so they didn't have to worry about the law discovering their little secret.
The only people who could possibly discover that they were nude from the waist down were truckers and the idea of a horny truck driver passing the van and looking down to see their bare muffs, made the two of them feel very naughty and good.
It wasn't very long before Sheree, feeling especially bold, slipped her delicate hand into Sally's lap.
"Do you mind if I play with you while you drive?" Sheree asked sweetly.
"Not at all. If I feel like I'm going to lose control, I'll tell you."
"And then I'll stop playing with you?"
"Hell no, then I'll pull the van over so you can finish me off!" Both of the girls in the front of the van broke up laughing at that one.
Sheree ran her fingers through Sally's blonde pubic hair, and Sally cooperated by parting her thighs.
"I feel so lucky meeting such a nice couple when I didn't have anybody in the world," Sheree said as she slipped her middle finger down between the outer lips of Sally's pussy and thrilled at how slippery and wet it was there.
"Don't mention it again," Sally said, gasping at how good Sheree's finger felt in her twat. "It is our pleasure. We have been looking for someone to spice up our sex lives. Needless to say, you fit the bill perfectly."
"I feel as if I should pay you back somehow for all of your kindness."
"Why don't you hush with that kind of talk and just keep touching me. Physical pleasure is the only payment Ernie and I will ever ask from you, which isn't to say you can't say no if you aren't in the mood. But I can tell you are usually in the mood. We have plenty of money, so don't give any of that a second thought. As long as you are with us you will have plenty of food in your belly and a nice warm place to sleep."
"I don't think there is a warmer place to sleep in the whole world than in the back of your van," Sheree said sweetly, and allowed the very tip of her finger to lightly graze against Sally's throbbing clitoris.
Sally let out quite a gasp at that point, and Sheree increased the pressure with her finger on the blonde woman's love button.
Sally felt like shutting her eyes and letting her orgasm flow.
"Aren't you going to be able to drive?" Sheree said, an amused expression on her adorable face.
"Uh uh. You are much too sexy for me to drive and get diddled at the same time."
Sally pulled the car over to the side of the road and swung her legs up over the seat so that Sheree would be able to eat her cunt.
Sheree knew just what she was supposed to do.
She inserted three fingers into Sally's moist cunt and then lowered her head so she could get her tongue on the older woman's clit.
The stop in motion woke Ernie up.
He lifted his head, saw what was going on in the front seat, smiled sleepily and fell back asleep. He was glad that the two females in the van could manage to get off without him.
Sometimes he was just too pooped to pop and he didn't want that factor to make him feel like he was letting his ladies down.
Sally's cunt smelled fresh and clean from her recent bath, yet the strong musky odor of her womanhood still broke through and made Sheree very horny.
Sheree's licked and finger-fucked Sally's twat until the blonde woman came gloriously.
Then Sally could tell that Sheree was all worked up so they decided to shove Ernie over to one side of the bed and eat each other out at the same time in the classic sixty-nine position.
Ernie continued to snore away in his much-deserved slumber as the two beautiful girls writhed beside him on the double bed.
There was no doubt about it.
It was going to take a very long time to get to California.
And there wasn't a single member of the happy crew who cared one way or the other.
Sheree and Sally lapped happily at each other's crotches until they both had had many orgasms and their sexual cravings were at least momentarily appeased.
Feeling refreshed and in the midst of humongous afterglows, they returned to the front seat where Sally resumed her position behind the wheel and Sheree was forced to vow that she would keep her hands to herself, at least for a little while.
After a couple of hours Ernie woke up with a terrific erection that needed to be taken care of right away.
So they wouldn't lose any momentum, Sheree volunteered to take care of it so that Sally could continue pressing westward.
The motion of the van added to the motion of their bodies. This was heaven and they knew it. What a hell of a way to see this great country.
EPILOGUE
Sheree stayed with Ernie and Sally even after they arrived in California.
Sheree was never sure where all the money came from.
One thing was for sure, they never ran out of it. Ernie always paid for everything and Sheree never asked any questions.
But, as the summer wore on, and life started to become a little mundane, Ernie and Sally decided that they were going to seek further adventures and frontiers.
Sheree, who had always wanted to live in California, did not want to leave.
But she was afraid of being left alone. The old pangs of loneliness returned.
She built up her courage and opted to be left behind.
She knew she had to make it on her own sooner or later.
She figured the sooner she learned how to get along by herself, the better off she would be.
Ernie gave her five hundred dollars to find a place to stay and live on until she could find a job.
They had a marathon fuck session just before Ernie and Sally took off.
It was a tearful farewell, but Sheree had to admit she felt proud of herself for making such a courageous decision in the face of pure fear.
She got herself an apartment, cheap, in downtown L.A., and answered an ad for a waitress and got the job.
Her boss' name was MacIntyre Symms and she was sure by the way he looked at her that she got the job mostly because she was one great looking piece of tail.
She had no idea how to go about becoming a star. None.
She had never had any acting experience. She hadn't even graduated from high school.
But she knew how attractive she was. Yet, in California everyone seems to be attractive, and she feared that somehow she would be forgotten and overlooked.
That is, until the day she met Samuel Everett Hastings.
Samuel Everett Hastings was a famous film-maker who was looking for raw unpolished young talent for his new film.
He came into the restaurant in which Sheree worked, and just by luck, sat at one of her tables.
Sheree, being from the east coast, had no idea who he was.
She couldn't understand why all of the people in the restaurant were buzzing when he walked in.
She did know that he must be somebody very important so she decided to be as nice him as possible.
He had no trouble picking her up, which was all he initially wanted to do.
For her job Sheree had to wear black leotards which showed off her tits.
They met after Sheree got off work and with a couple of sweet nothings Samuel Everett Hastings got little Sheree into the sack.
They fucked for a long time, all night long, and when the man was spent and drained of all of his come, he asked her if she was interested in being in the movies.
Her eyes lit up and she asked him if he knew how she could do it.
He smiled confidently and showed the little girl his card.
She was cast as the star in his next picture, "Sleep Tight Precious Co-jed" and she was a huge box office success.
Sheree's dream had come true. She felt a great sense of personal victory.
It didn't bother her at all that she had slept her way to the top.
