It must seem strange to the elders of today that "seduction", once mildly coupled to the term "flirtation", has become practically a way of life with a majority of Americans of all age groups as it has in Europe and many other civilized countries around the globe.
While only a few decades ago a risque word or a knowing wink were considered limits in the fashionable mode of every social strata, the rapidly changing mores and moral climate here and abroad have altered to the point where almost no indication or activity in the sexual scope is deemed immoral or prurient.
In the context of what is acceptable under current standards, the mere hinting at seduction is considered pass�, and except in the views of the more militant purists and the eyes of religious idealists, there is nothing wrong with anyone going to bed with whomever one chooses, including neighbors, friends, and even members of one's own family.
Understandably, the prevailing relaxed attitude toward sex in schools, churches and homes has had a marked effect on the children born during the last twenty or so years. Certainly they can't be faulted for looking askance at outmoded rules and regulations cautioning against promiscuity while being confronted constantly with adults actively practicing it, and in many instances having thenown parents involve them in acts of incest.
Nor are the children entirely innocent. The natural curiosity of youth has provided fertile ground for more sexual acts than is generally realized or acknowledged, particularly with those older children and adults with whom they are in regular contact and for whom the child has reason to feel more than a casual respect, love, or admiration.
Incidents of child/adult sex acts, perversion and incest are burgeoning all over the world, (no less in the U.S. than in any other country), abortions given to pitifully young girls are on the increase, and sex in and around schools is rampant, including the elementary institutions.
Children ARE going to experiment, whether with other youths or adults; adults ARE going to take advantage of opportunities to sample virgin delights; people ARE human, and will shunt aside religious and moral convictions in order to satisfy much stronger lascivious instincts and desires.
It would seem then, that considering the prima-facie evidence and the obvious will of a large percentage of the country's inhabitants, that parents, educators and legal authorities should extricate their collective heads from the sand and take an unbiased look at ALL of the laws now governing and restricting sexual behavior.
And, in view of this strong current of natural phenomena, it appears incongruous that so few ill-informed and narrow-minded bigots are yet permitted to control the actions and reactions of their fellow human beings without putting their decisions before the people for a vote.
Among those authorities on this crucial issue, there is harbored an absolute certainty that when the maturing youth of today's generation reaches adulthood, there will be no inhibitions about correcting the archaic fallacies in our present laws which now persecute citizens for certain sexual expressions, and that history will later point out with horror the idiocies of our present system.
In the following, we are given a fictional depiction of the agonies that could and are heaped on and suffered by well-intentioned persons who find themselves unwittingly involved in situations that are in essence more beneficial than criminal, yet are still proscribed by moralistic critics.
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CHAPTER ONE
"I think you're playing me for a sap, Ben," the long-legged woman said mildly as she held her rich auburn tresses aside so he could unzip the back of her dress. "The only time you come by is when you're horny."
The zipper made a sighing sound as he pulled it down to her hips, then he tenderly pushed the dress off her shoulders and kissed her bare back. "Don't be ridiculous, Kathy. It's the other way around. When I'm here, I get horny. What man in his right mind wouldn't?"
"You make it sound good, but I'm not sure I believe you."
She stepped out of the dress, hung it carefully in the closet, then began undoing her bra strap as she watched the tall, broad-shouldered man undress casually, draping his clothes over the chair in front of her dressing table. The lacy brassiere fell away, revealing the large twin melons of her breasts, firm, the undersides curving up to pink quarter-size nipples. Tossing it atop the dresser, she hooked her thumbs in her sheer bikini panties and bent over to pull them off.
"Come off it, honey. You know I get hard every time I'm near you. It's downright embarrassing sometimes." He sat down on the bed to peel off his socks, keeping his eyes riveted to her. When she straightened up, his rigid penis jumped as it always did when he viewed her in her naked glory.
Kathy was lithe and supple, attractive but not beautiful, with a well-cared for body that made her appear much younger than her admitted thirty-three years. Her face was un-lined, her tits jutted out without sag though they were large, and her belly and abdomen were as flat as a young girl's.
Her shapely legs were those of a dancer, and at the apex of her thighs was the thickest bush of pubic curls Ben had ever seen. The reddish ringlets covered her pelvis, her excessively protruding love mound that she frequently complained about, then dipped down into her crotch. All in all, she was more than enough to excite the lust in any masculine male.
"Yes, I can remember a few times that happened," she said, smiling impishly. "Especially that time we were dancing at the 'Bistro'. God! My face was red, too!"
He laughed as he pushed his shorts down, kicked them off, then got to his feet. "Well, at least I got the attention of some of the gals."
"I know." She placed a hand on her pubic pelt and pressed it as she stared at his huge erection.
His eight inch organ curved up from his pelvis and was throbbing so violently it jiggled the heavy scrotum that hung beneath it. A tall man with wavy brown hair and intense brown eyes, he had the build of an athlete, but at that moment she wasn't at all interested in his excellent physique. Her attention was directed at his magnificent cock with its beating shaft and shiny bulbous head that seemed swollen to the bursting point.
When Kathy parted her cunt lips seductively and burrowed a finger into the deep cleft, his eyes glazed with lust and he put his hand down to circle the root of his immense hard-on with his thumb and forefinger.
"Want to suck it a little bit first?"
Her nostrils were flared, and she was breathing so heavily her conical tits were swaying. "You know I do," she whispered huskily. "I always do."
Noticing that her hand was moving rapidly on her pussy, that her body was quivering and her eyes half closed, he asked, "Are you jacking off?"
"I have to, Ben!" she moaned. "You made me so hot in the living room I can't wait! Ooohhh! Ooohhh! Hhhuuuhhh! Ben! Oh, God, how you get to me! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
Kathy began thrusting her hips forward and swirling them while her darting finger made wet schlucking sounds between her thighs. Keeping her lidded gaze on his massive prick, she bent her knees slightly and clutched at a hard-nippled tit with her free hand.
"Oh, Ben, I love to jack off with you watching me! Aaahhh! Uuuhhh! UUUHHH! Especially when I can see your beautiful cock! Huh! HUH!
Ooohhh, fuck! I'm going to CUM! It's already running down my legs! Ben! See me? Doesn't it excite you? Oh, Jesus! Fuck! Now! Bbbeeennn! Huh! Huh! Huh! GGGAAAHHH!"
She writhed and twisted in the throes of orgasm, eyes squeezed shut, face tilted toward the ceiling, then a violent spasmodic shudder ran through her and she whimpered and mewled. Recovering, she withdrew her hand from her crotch, straightened up, and moved over to him.
"Suck my sweet juice, lover," she panted, touching her cunt juice-covered finger to his lips while she curled her other hand around his pulsing cock. "It's just as good as ever."
Her cuntal aroma filled his nostrils as he took her digit into his mouth and began swabbing it with his tongue. She delicately caressed his straining dick, fondled his balls, then began stroking his aching hard-on lightly.
After a moment, he popped his lips from her finger and began kissing her hungrily, flattening her fleshy tits against his chest and probing down the heated crack of her gorgeous ass for her bung hole.
"Not yet, Ben," she simpered, backing away quickly. "I want to put my mouth on that wonderful prick before we both get too hot."
Sinking down in front of him, Kathy gripped the base of his jerking pecker to hold it steady, stared at the bluish-purple cockhead lovingly for a brief second, then bent forward to lick off the shimmering bead of pre-cum that hung in the pee slit.
"Suck it, Kathy!" Ben groaned, twining his fingers in her thick hair. "Go all the way! It's been so long, I can fuck you, too! Blow me, baby! Give me a good one!"
"Yes, Ben! Ooohhh, YES! I want to drink it! I want my lover's fuck juice! OOOHHH!"
Parting her lips, Kathy took the silky smooth knob into her mouth and started flicking her tongue all over it, making cooing sounds deep in her throat as she savored the luscious male meat. Then, cupping his balls, she slid her lips down the shaft until the tip was brushing her tonsils.
"Uuummm! Uuummm! UUUMMMFFF!"
Baby! Aaaggghhh! Oh, honey! Suck me! Christ! Suck me off! Kathy! What a mouth! Uuunnnggghhh! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!
As the woman nodded her head, taking more and more of the thrumming prick into her oral cavity and slurping noisily, she moved a hand up the back of his sturdy thigh and located his ass hole. After teasing the puckered opening for a second, she speared a finger through the clenched sphincter and into Ben's rubbery colon.
A shiver ran up Ben's spine and he pushed forward, cramming his organ deep into her throat. "KATHY! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! SHIT! OH, BABY! FUCK THAT ASS! SUCK ME! SUCK! SUCK! I'M GOING TO BLOW OFF SOON! USE YOUR MOUTH, KATHY! MAKE IT LIKE A CUNT! OH, DAMN! UUUNNNGGGHHH!UNGH! UNGH!AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!"
He was humping at her now, feeling her hot breath on his groin as she slathered her tongue all over the sensitive underside of his tingling muscle. Of all the sucks he had ever had, Kathy was without a doubt the best. She loved sucking cock, and that was what made it so good. The lava flow of jizz was already racing toward his tool, and he knew it wouldn't be long.
"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
Kathy was gobbling his dick greedily, smacking her lips on it while she groaned with feverish passion. She was hunching her naked buns on an imaginary prick, and vaginal fluid was dripping from her flaming pussy onto her ankles. She had blown Ben so many times she could sense when he was ready to shoot, and was certain it would only be a matter of moments.
"A A A R RRGGGHHH! OOOHHH, KATHY! SUCK ME! JESUS CHRIST! I'M ALMOST THERE! SUCK, BABY! OH, FUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HARDER, HONEY! SUCK HARDER! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!"
Ben was watching the sensuous gyration of her deeply split ass as he punched her mouth with his distended rod. Her poking finger in his butt hole was adding to his ecstasy, and he was rapidly approaching an ejaculation. When the boiling semen roared into his prong, he stiffened and held Kathy's head tightly.
She felt it, and pulled back until only the head of his cock was between her lips. It swelled even more, then began spewing thick cream into her mouth in squirting jets. The hot fuck-fluid splashed against her palate and tonsils, washing over her teeth and bloating her cheeks until she could gulp it down.
He shuddered and vibrated with thrilling bliss while his manjuice pumped out of his throbbing pecker then, when Kathy had licked off the last drops and withdrew her finger from his rectum, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Christ, lady, you certainly know how to please a man!"
Kathy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up. "Now let's see if you can do the same thing for me. My damn cunt's on fire! You should be able to make me climax in a minute!"
Ben took a deep breath and nodded. "All right. How do you want it?"
On my knees! And let's hurry! I'm leaking all over the place!"
Scrambling up on the bed, Kathy knelt with her head on the pillow, legs parted, and ass hiked high in the air. From behind her, Ben could see the sopping slash of her twat. Cuntal honey was oozing from her hole, and glistening droplets were clinging to the pink petal-like inner folds of her inner cunt lips. The reddish hair surrounding the delicious-looking slit was matted, and rivulets of lubricating mucous were tracing down the insides of her thighs.
Climbing up behind her, Ben had no doubt that he would be able to get his gun off again. Kathy had a snapper, and she knew how to use it. He eased up to her rump, bent his still-stiff hard prick at her squishily gaping pussyhole, and inserted the head. She sucked in her breath sharply when he took hold of her waist, braced his knees, then drove his member in to the hilt, slamming the giant cockknob against her womb.
"Gggaahh! Ben! Hhhuuuhhhh! Oh, Jesus, that feels sooo damn good! You're not a man, you're a fucking BULL! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Fuck me, Ben! Hard! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, Ben! Your fantastic prick is too much! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
Ben looked down through the crack of her ass at his long hard dick as he stabbed it in and out. It was covered with cream, as were his balls that were swinging up to slap against the puffy lips of her snatch. She was already using her vaginal muscles, alternately squeezing and releasing them on his piercing organ. With rhythmic precision, he stroked the full length into her clamping sheath, banging his pelvis against her rotating buttocks.
"FUCK, KATHY! USE THAT CUNT! FUCK, BABY! MAKE ME CUM AGAIN! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! GOD, WHAT A PUSSY! YOU WERE MADE FOR FUCKING! DAMN! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
Kathy was undulating her hips and bucking back against him on each inward thrust. Her tits were flopping against the bedspread, and she was sobbing with delirious rapture over the more than excellent talent Ben had with his tremendous prick. When he fucked her, she went into another world, a world of glimmering lights and sensuous exhilaration that she experienced with no other man. It was more than a screw. It was sheer rapture!
"HARDER, LOVER! DEEPER! SHOVE IT IN TILL I CAN TASTE IT! OH, BEN! FUCK ME! PLEASE! HHHUUUHHH! I'M ALMOST READY! POUND THAT PUSSY! FUCK! FUCK! DARLING! YOU'RE THE BEST EVER! FUCK! HUH! HUH! HUH! HHHUUUHHH!"
Arching his back, Ben began pouring it to her with everything he had, jabbing his cock into her almost viciously. He could feel the jizz flowing like a seething river through his groin, and in another second he was going to explode.
When she felt the fountain of sperm erupt in her belly, she climaxed immediately. Lightning flashes shot through her and contracting spasms clutched at her uterus. The glorious orgasm took her breath away, and it felt as though a thousand needles were pricking her skin.
"BBBEEENNN! BBBEEENNN! WWWAAAHHH! GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH, MY GOD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! TOO MUCH! TOO MUCH! AAAHHH! AAAHHH! OH! OH! OH! LOVER! GOD!"
After their senses had returned to normal, Ben extracted his wilting cock from her juicy twat and backed off the bed. He stood on shaky legs until he recovered his balance, then crossed to the dresser for tissues to wipe off his dripping tool and balls. He was spent, and when Kathy arose to go to the bathroom, he didn't even glance her way.
Turning to his clothes, he began dressing methodically, wishing now he hadn't gone off twice. At forty-three, it took too long to recover from a double ejaculation. But then, Kathy was the only woman he had met in fifteen years that could accomplish the feat, so he guessed he should feel lucky to have her available.
"Going to leave right away?" Kathy asked, returning to get a robe from the closet.
"I should. I don't know what time the kids will be here. I hadn't planned to stay this long. Why?"
She put on the robe, then went to the dressing table to brush out her hair. "Because, it's time we got a few thing settled. I told you when we started that I wasn't going to be your part time whore. When are you going to divorce that bitch and marry me?"
Ben was tying his shoes, and his head snapped up. "She's not a bitch, and I never said I'd marry you."
"Perhaps she's not, but the other was understood, and you know it. I'm not going to be strung along any longer, Ben. It's all or nothing from here on in."
He stood and walked over to put his hands on her shoulders and look at her reflection in the mirror. "Look, honey, don't be that way. I want to get things settled with Wanda with as little trouble as possible. You know we're not living together. The only problem holding things up is the kids."
Kathy dropped the brush and turned around. "And just how do you propose to settle that?"
"I've told you." Ben sighed and lit a cigarette. "Wanda's bringing them in from their uncle's farm. They're going to spend some time with each of us and decide who they want to live with after the divorce."
"Shit!" She crossed over to the bed and slumped down. "Ben, you must be nuts. How do you expect an eleven-and thirteen-year-old girl to want to live with you when you're gone most of the time? Girls need a mother, not a housekeeper. You don't stand a chance to get them, and you know it. They'll choose Wanda, sure as hell."
"I've got to give it a try. Those girls mean a helluva lot to me, and I'm not going to give them up without at least trying to keep them."
Kathy shook her head sadly. "So they each stay with you for a couple of days. What's that going to prove? My God, they've lived with you all their lives, except for the last couple of months on that stupid farm. They know you as well as they ever will."
"I've changed. Probably Wanda has, too. Anyway, that's what we decided on with our attorneys, and that's what we're going to do. There's always the chance that Nan will want to stay with me, and Jill with her mother, or the other way around."
"Oh, Jesus!" The woman laughed sarcastically. "Do you really believe two sisters would separate like that? Ben, if I didn't know you were an intelligent man, I'd swear I was talking to an imbecile."
He shrugged and put out his butt. "Be that as it may, we're going to give it a try." He glanced at his watch. "I'd better be on my way. Wanda said she'd have Nan at my apartment by eight."
Ben went into the living room, picked up his jacket, and started for the door. Kathy was right on his heels, and grabbed his arm before his hand touched the knob.
"Honey, I'm sorry. I know how you feel about your kids. I feel the same way about Tim. And there's one thing for certain. If we got married, he'd accept you as a father in a minute."
He nodded. "I shouldn't wonder. That kid needs a father."
Kathy's eyes narrowed and she released him. "He's not a bad boy. What would you have done at fourteen if some little slut started flagging her cunt in your face? Even the girl's mother said it wasn't Tim's fault."
"Well, I can't worry about that now. I have to go."
She opened the door for him, her face set. "Don't bother to come back until something's settled, Ben. I mean it. No more of anything until you get straightened out."
All right, Kathy. I won't argue. If anything happens, I'll let you know. Good-bye."
The grim expression on Ben's face as he went to his car and drove away from Kathy's house reflected his determination. Whether the auburn-haired beauty was the best fuck and cocksucker he had ever met was of little consequence. His primary duty was to his daughters, whether she liked it or not, and he was going to retain custody of one or both if at all possible.
He reached Ames street, took a left, and passed Kathy's dark dress shop. For a divorcee, she-did very well, and needed a husband like she needed a third hand. Five blocks further on, he pulled over to the curb and stopped across from his large drug store.
Staying in the car, he surveyed the interior through the large plate glass windows. Hayes, the young pharmacist he had hired a few months ago, was on duty behind the prescription counter. A young, good-looking guy, he drew girls into the store like a magnet. At that moment there was a bevy of youthful beauties at the soda fountain, sneaking glances at Hayes and giggling amongst each other.
Ben was envious, though he hated to admit it. During the last several years, as the girl's outfits became skimpier and skimpier, he had found himself standing behind the counter with a hard-on, ignoring the prescriptions and thinking how nice it would be to fuck each and every one of the cute little twats.
It had become almost an obsession with him, and of late he had become seriously worried about it. He tried to tell himself he wasn't a lecher, but the lascivious thoughts persisted. Even now, viewing the scantily clad nymphs at the counter, there was a surging desire gripping his cock and balls, and his tool tingled as it began to rise.
"Ah, shit!" he muttered, getting out of the car and stepping into the cocktail lounge two doors down that was called The Hole In The Wall. Jeff Dabney, the owner, was behind the bar, and there were few customers.
"Hi, Ben," Jeff greeted him as he slid onto a stool. "How's it going?"
"So-so. Martini, Jeff."
"Sure thing." Standing in front of him, the bartender began pouring the ingredients into a shaker. "Anything new on the divorce, Ben?"
"Not really. The kids are coming in for awhile. Wanda and I are going to try and find out which one they want to go with. As soon as they decide, then I guess we go to court."
Jeff shook his head as he filled Ben's glass. "Damn shame. Still got the apartment?"
"Uh-huh."
"Expensive as hell, ain't it. I did the same thing when I broke with the old lady. Keeping up two places is a bitch. Wish I had back what it cost me."
Ben took a swallow of his drink, sighed, and lit a cigarette. He couldn't seem to get his mind off the youthful pussies and their nearly naked titties in his store across the street. There was no logical sense to it, he knew, yet the urgent pangs were still there in his groin. He glanced around, saw no one near, then spoke to Jeff in quiet tones.
"Did you ever want any young stuff, Jeff? I mean, really young?"
The big man behind the bar leered, nodded, then leaned over the mixing counter. "You damn right, buddy! Some of these school kids walking around town are enough to make you get your rocks off just looking at 'em. Christ, they're just begging to get laid."
Ben grinned. "You should come over to my place. They flock in there by the dozens."
Jeff chuckled evilly. "No thanks. I'd get a fucking hard-on, and probably get arrested just for what I was thinking." He leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Did I ever tell you about Larry? That last day bartender I had?"
"No."
"He was thirty something, and horny as hell. Somehow, he got into his little neighbor girl's pants. She was only fourteen. He said she was a fuck and a half. Well, he talked her into lining him up with a couple of her girl friends, and quick as that, he was plowing all three of 'em. Jesus! Got so they were fucking the poor guy to death. He had to quit me and move away."
"I'll be damned. How is it he didn't get caught?"
Jeff shrugged and began washing glasses. "Who's going to squeal on him? The little cunts loved it. The only reason he told me was to explain why he had to quit. I sure as hell didn't feel sorry for him, though. Christ, I'd have given anything to have been in his shoes."
When Jeff moved down the bar, Ben looked into the back mirror, thoughtfully, gratefully. A story like that might have aroused concern in another man with growing daughters, but not in him. As a pillar of his church, and a long-standing member of the school board, he had raised his girls under a strict eye. Wanda, of course, had kept them on the straight and narrow, too. He had no worries about things such as Jeff spoke about. None at all.
Seeing it was seven-thirty, Ben slid off his stool, gave a wave to Jeff, then returned to his car. He twisted the ignition, released the brake, then before pulling out glanced across at his store. Two girls came out the door and stopped on the sidewalk to gab.
Both youngsters were barefoot and wearing the briefest of shorts. One girl had on a see-through blouse, and even from across the street, Ben could see the dark circles of her nipples. The other girl's titties were bulging out above and below a ribbon-size halter, and when she laughed, Ben could swear it was going to fall off.
As he stared at the two nearly nude lovelies, his prick began to swell rapidly in his pants. There was a burning sensation in his balls, and his legs started to quiver. He thought of Larry and the three girlish twats that yearned to have a hard poker in them, and perspiration broke out on his forehead as he wondered if the two standing across the street could have been part of Larry's orgy.
When the girl's parted and walked off in opposite directions, Ben took a deep breath, glanced into his mirror, then swung into the street and headed the car for his apartment. He was being an old fool for even considering the ideas that flashed through his mind. He had all the ass he could handle in Kathy, or several other women he knew that were ready. Why waste time thinking about kids?
Pulling into the slot behind the expensive apartment house, he grabbed up his coat, locked the car, and went inside. He had a spacious one-bedroom corner apartment on the ground floor, and looking forward to seeing his oldest daughter for the first time in months, he bounded up the stairs.
CHAPTER TWO
When Ben opened the door, the first thing he noticed was a small suitcase on the floor. Then he looked up to see Nan race across the room to throw herself against him and hug him. Tossing his coat into a chair, he put his arms around her and held her tight as he kissed her cheek repeatedly.
"Daddy! Oh, gosh, it's good to see you again!"
"It's good to see you, too, honey," he said gruffly, trying to contain his emotions. The pressure of her body against his was disconcerting, so he broke away gently, closed the door, then looked at her.
She was a honey blonde with large blue eyes like her mother. Tall for thirteen, she had a slim youthful figure with a large bosom that was out of proportion. She was wearing a bright red mini skirt and a matching sweater that stretched tightly across her tits. Her face was glowing, and her eyes were sparkling with happiness.
"How have you been, Nan?" he asked, moving to a chair.
"Lonesome," she replied, taking a seat on the couch. "I sure missed you and mom."
"And we missed you." He pointed to the suitcase. "Is that all you brought?"
"Uh-huh. I don't need much. It's all wash and wear."
"Okay. Hungry?"
"No. We ate at a restaurant on the way in. I could sure use a shower, though. I feel cruddy."
Ben smiled. "Help yourself. By the way, how did you get in?"
"The manager. He was real nice. He said he didn't even know you had a daughter."
"I didn't think it was any of his business." He stood up. "Well, take your things in the bedroom and get your shower. The bedroom's through the hall to your right, and the bath is right next to it. I'm going to mix myself a drink."
"Okay. It won't take me long."
Going to the large kitchen, Ben got out bourbon and ice, tossed off a straight shot, then made a stiff highball. He had no intention of getting drunk, but he wanted to be very calm when he discussed the situation with Nan. Returning to the living room, he sank into his favorite chair and lit a cigarette.
Ben sipped and smoked as he stared at the ceiling and went over in his mind exactly how he was going to put across what he wanted to say to his daughter. He didn't want to criticize Wanda, but at the same time he wanted Nan to believe she would be much better off with him. It was going to be a little sticky.
"Oh, Dad, there's something I forgot to tell you."
He turned toward the doorway to the hall and the glass and cigarette almost slipped from his hands. Nan was standing there with both hands up on the jamb and one foot kicked back. The bra she was wearing was all lace, covering her huge tits completely, yet letting the darker circles of her nipples show through. Her panties were white and very brief. A vee of pubic hair was visible behind the thin nylon, and light-colored ringlets curled out from under the elastic around her thighs.
Ben was so taken aback he couldn't speak. All he could do was let his eyes rove over his daughter's lush figure, try to regain his breath, and strive to keep his cock from leaping to an erection.
"Mom said to tell you that she'd like to have you call her whenever it's convenient. She said there's no rush, but I thought I'd better tell you before I forgot about it completely."
"All right," he managed to croak. "Thank you. Did she have anything else to say?"
Nan moved to the center of the room and stood with her feet apart, her arms folded under her full tits, looking thoughtful. "Nooo, I can't think of anything else. She didn't talk much at all on the way back from the farm. I guess she had a lot on her mind."
Ben's balls were beginning to ache, and there was nothing he could do to prevent his cock from rising. He couldn't stop staring at the luscious creature before him. In the last few years, his time had been so much taken up with meetings, church and work that he hadn't noticed Nan maturing. Now he found himself comparing her to the girls that came in the drug store, and without wanting it to, lust began blazing in his loins.
"Sit down a minute, honey," he said, wanting to keep this vision near him as long as possible. "Where on earth did you get that brassiere?"
Nan resumed her seat on the couch, looking down at the lace-covered melons that jutted out from her chest. "Oh, Aunt Ginny bought it for me. I had to take a woman's size, and this one was the prettiest, so she got it for me. Don't you like it?"
He took a sip of his drink and cleared his throat. "I guess it's fine, but it doesn't hide much, does it?"
The girl giggled. "Oh, Daddy. Bras aren't to hide, they're to support and mold. Didn't you know that?"
"I suppose not." Her ripe, nearly perfect body was driving him to distraction, and control over his distending prick was totally impossible. "I hope you wear a decent blouse or sweater with it, though."
Laughing gaily, Nan jumped up and crossed over to stand between his legs. She put her hands on his cheeks, then bent over to kiss him. Straightening up, she said, "Of course I do. I know you and mom would have a fit if I didn't. I think I'll go take that shower now."
Quickly setting his cigarette and glass aside, Ben put his hands on her naked waist and pulled her close, looking up into her face. "You know I love you, don't you, baby?"
"Sure, Daddy. Jill and I both know it."
"And you know your mother and I are having problems?"
"Uh-huh. But you'll work it out. I bet you will."
He leaned forward suddenly and kissed her bare stomach, feeling her firm tits brush the top of his head and smelling the sweaty-hair aroma that drifted up from her crotch. While his lips wiped across her velvety skin, he reached behind her, rubbed her firm buttocks, then ran his hands down the backs of her thighs.
"Jeez, Daddy, that tickles!" Her hands were on his shoulders and she squeezed them, then wriggled out of his grasp and backed away with a wide smile. "You know I hate being tickled! Don't DO that!"
Ben forced a grin and leaned back. "Okay, kitten. I won't tickle you any more. I promise. Now get moving."
"Be back in a few minutes."
She spun around and pranced toward the hall. Ben watched her pert little ass bobble under the thin panties, and when she had disappeared around the corner, he grabbed for his stiff prick and gave it a hard squeeze. His erection was painful, after cumming twice with Kathy, and his nuts felt as though they were on fire, but the memory of Nan's delectability wouldn't go away.
He had gulped the rest of his drink, downed two more, and was feeling no pain when Nan made her reappearance. This time she was wearing a light blue shorty nightgown and panties, and had her hair plaited into one long pony tail. The top was so sheer he could see her breasts completely, and they were even more lush than he had imagined.
"I'm really thirsty. Is there anything in the refrigerator?"
"There's some ginger ale, hon. That's about it."
"Good. I like it."
Nan returned with a tinkling glass, sat down, then noticed her father's bleary eyes. "You look beat, Dad. Tough day?"
"No more than usual." He was struggling to keep from looking at the magnificent pink-tipped orbs that were pushing her gown away from her chest. "I am tired."
"Me, too. Why don't you go to bed, and I'll make up the couch."
He shook his head. "I'm going to shower as soon as I finish this drink. About the couch, baby, it's very uncomfortable to sleep on. I tried it one afternoon. I'm afraid you'll have to sleep with me in the bed."
"That's all right. I don't mind. I got used to sleeping with Jill on the farm, and nothing could be worse than that."
"How did you like it up there? Have fun?"
"Oh, it was okay, I guess. The only thing, though, Uncle Al was always looking at me real funny like. I thought I was just imagining it at first, but then Jill told me the same thing. It was really weird!"
"Looking at you how?"
Nan lifted and dropped her shoulders. "I don't know. It's kinda hard to explain. It made me feel real kinky, though."
It wasn't difficult for Ben to imagine what had been going through his brother-in-law's mind. The way Nan was built, she could excite lust in any male, young or old. Beauty or body was all it took, and when you combined them, it was dynamite.
"He didn't, uhhh, do anything, did he?"
She looked at him blankly. "Like what?"
"Never mind." He could tell from her response that nothing had happened. Tossing off the remainder of his highball, he concentrated on getting to his feet. "I'm going to the bath, now. Hit the sack whenever you're ready. I'll be in in a little while."
"Okay."
Ben got his pajamas from the dresser, went into the bathroom to strip, then took a long hot shower to clear his mind of the fog of alcohol. As he soaped his organ and gonads, he thought of jacking off to relieve the pressure, then decided it would drain him too much. He rinsed, dried, brushed his teeth, then slipped into his pajamas.
After checking the apartment and turning out the lights, he went into the bedroom. Nan was lying on her side, facing outward, sound asleep. Wanda had often remarked it would take an explosion to wake Nan up during the night. He turned back the covers, switched off the light, then climbed into bed to lay on his back.
The feel of his daughter's warmth, so near him in the darkness, seemed to inflame him instantly. Within seconds his joint became rigid, poked through his pajamas, and made a tent out of the covers. Putting his hands behind his head, he tried to think of something else; the drugstore, the school board meeting next week, getting a tune-up on his car. Nothing worked.
He was about to resign himself to pounding off in order to get some sleep when Nan stirred and rolled over. Suddenly her head was on his arm,, her nearly naked tits pressed against his side, and her bare leg thrown across him. He clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut.
Oh, God, no! he thought. I can't! Not to my own daughter!
Ben was trembling, wanting to put his arm down and around her, pull her close and kiss her. Temptation gnawed at his gut like a live thing, and he moaned aloud. Nan didn't-move, and her slow even breathing was uninterrupted.
The agony was fierce, and Ben's mind was reeling as he lay there fighting with his conscience. If she were older, maybe. But thirteen? No! He wouldn't even touch her! Not only would it be incest, but he could lose her forever, along with her love. It was terrible to even think about it! Even criminal!
His thick pole was throbbing wildly, dancing under the covers as though it was trying to break free. He was in sheer torment, and the pain in his balls was torture. He had to do something, ANYTHING, to get relief! Running blurred ideas through his clouded mind, he finally hit upon a solution that would harm no one.
Very tenderly, he turned Nan back on her other side near the edge of the bed. Moving up behind her, he cautiously raised her upper leg and pushed his elongated tool between the apex of her thighs. He could feel the heat of her cunt through her panties as he lowered the leg to clamp his dick in the warm flesh.
Oh, Jesus! he thought. Forgive me, Nan! I have to! I can't help it!
Putting an arm around her, he cupped a tit lightly, then very slowly speared his aching muscle through her thighs until her buns were pressed against his pelvis. She hadn't stirred a bit during the entire process.
Encouraged by her sound slumber, Ben began humping his ass, sliding his prick back and forth against her silky thighs and cozy pussy. The sensation was unbelievable! Closing his eyes, he pictured his cock inside Nan's scalding twat as he sawed his rod back and forth between her legs.
"Christ!" he whispered softly. "Ooohhh, damn! Uuunnnggghhh! Nan! Aaaggghhh! Ooohhh, Nan! My baby! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Ben allowed himself "to fantasize, forced himself to in fact. He imagined Nan under him, stark naked, her long shapely legs draped across his back and her titties crushed against his chest as he plowed his man-meat into her virgin sheath. She was crying out for more, begging him to fuck her harder, pleading with him to make her cum.
He started humping faster, gliding his dick back and forth against the soft flesh of her thighs and the even softer lips of her girlish cunt. He could feel her soft pubic curls rubbing on the top of his swollen member as he gently and tenderly fondled her soft tit. She was ALL softness! Softness, and purity, and virginity!
His words were scarcely louder than heavy breathing, but when his prick began spewing hot semen onto the rug on the other side of the bed, it jerked so hard he was afraid it would wake her up. When the last drops had drizzled out of his pecker, he lay motionless for several minutes, hoping fervently that her deep sleep hadn't been disturbed.
When she didn't move, and her chest continued to rise and fall rhythmically, he carefully lifted her leg again and removed his shriveling organ. After her thighs were reclosed, he turned over on his back with a smile of satisfaction, and drifted off to a deep and contented sleep.
Nan roused slowly as the ghosts of her dream-drugged mind faded. She stretched, yawned, then started when she opened her eyes and glanced around the unfamiliar room. Frightened, she rose on an elbow, then seeing her father next to her, remembered where she was. A feeling of intense relief flooded through her, and she lay back with a soft smile curving her lips.
Being back with her father was comforting. It gave her a sense of belonging that she hadn't felt at the farm with her aunt and uncle. The reassurance that she still had a family and that her parents still loved her erased the worries that had nagged her since they had sent her and her sister away with the lame excuse that the girls would enjoy being on the farm for a while.
Still, as she relaxed and stared at the ceiling, listening to her father's heavy breathing, something disturbed her about her dreams during the night. There were only hazy recollections that wafted back and forth, but they had something to do with her body, she was sure.
After a few minutes, since she couldn't recall the dreams with any clarity, she decided to get up and go to the bathroom, as her bladder was full. She threw back the covers and sat up, about to swing her legs over the side of the bed when she noticed the tent formed over her dad's pelvis. She didn't realize, and couldn't have known, that Ben had an early morning piss hard-on.
He had one arm flung out over the edge of the bed, and the other across his eyes. His legs were parted, and he seemed to be totally limp. The mound under the covers near the middle of his body didn't move, yet it made a higher protrusion than his feet.
Nan was curious. She knew that boys were different than girls, but wasn't exactly sure what that difference was. They had openings in the front of their pants and didn't have to sit down to pee. That was common knowledge. Other that that, she was totally ignorant, partly because of her parent's strictness, and partly because she hadn't had the occasion to learn more.
However, the mound intrigued her. Since her father was sound asleep, she saw no harm in taking a quick peek under the covers at whatever it was that was sticking up. She leaned forward, bending almost double, and lifted the sheet. At the first glimpse of the massive pole sticking out of his pajama fly, she gulped, swallowed hard and wavered. Then, with a bravery she didn't know she had, she uncovered it completely.
The big thing pointed up at an angle. Through the hair that covered most of it, she could see veins and tendons that made sharp ridges. The purplish tip resembled a fireman's helmet, was shiny and smooth, and had a slit at the very end. It was the first time she had ever seen a penis, and she was fascinated.
Glancing at her father's face to make sure he hadn't awakened, she drew her knees up and held them with both arms as she gawked at the gigantic male member, inspecting it carefully with her eyes in a sort of clinical wonderment, trying to visualize what it would be like to have something like that.
It struck her as odd that such an immense thing didn't make a bulge in his pants when he was dressed, but she couldn't recall ever seeing a mound in his trousers. Then it occurred to her that it must hang down his leg when he stood up and moved around.
After viewing the massive muscle for several minutes with casual detachment, she slipped from the bed and went to the bathroom, leaving him lying there exposed. The sight of his erect rod had been interesting, but it hadn't excited her.
When she pulled her panties down to pee, she felt a slight tenderness on the insides of her thighs. Squatting on the stool, she parted her legs and inspected herself. Her thighs, near her crotch, were red and chafed, and she was puzzled. Nothing she had done during the previous day could have caused that. As her piss hissed into the bowl, she tried to think of any reason for it, but came up with a blank.
Nan wiped herself thoroughly, washed her hands and face, then went into the kitchen. It had been her practice for years to make the coffee if she was the first one up, but she had some trouble locating the percolator and the can of grounds. When she did, she got it going, then sat down at the table to wait for her father to arise.
Ben woke up with a dozen demons pounding anvils in his head. He sat up groggily, rubbed at his eyes, then got out of bed and trudged to the bathroom with a throbbing pain at his temples and a foul taste in his mouth. He pissed, brushed his teeth, then slapped cold water on his face. It was only then that he remembered that Nan was in the apartment, and that he had been walking around with his dick hanging out.
"Oh, Christ!" he muttered, staring at his bleary reflection in the mirror, recalling vividly what he had done during the night.
Drying off, he ran a comb through his hair, snapped his fly closed, then plodded barefoot toward the kitchen from where he could smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.
"Good morning, Daddy. Coffee's almost ready." The morning sun was streaming in through the window behind her, and he could plainly see her tremendous breasts through the thin top of her nightie. She seemed bright and happy and unaware of what he had done to her while she was asleep.
"Morning, honey." He sat down quickly before he got an erection and reached for a pack of cigarettes he had left on the table. "The cups are in the cupboard next to the sink."
"I'll get 'em. How do you feel this morning?"
He held his head. "Lousy."
"You'll feel better after some coffee." Nan got up, took down the cups and saucers, filled them, and brought them to the table. "Didn't you sleep good? Boy, I sure did! I guess I was pretty tired."
Ben nodded without comment and began blowing on the steaming black liquid in his cup. After a few cautious sips, he put it down and looked across at his daughter, trying not to let his guilt and shame show through. "What do you want to do today, kitten?"
Nan opened her eyes with surprise. "Don't you have to go to the store?"
"No, I'm taking a few days off to be with you and Jill. The other boys are taking over for me. We can do anything you'd like."
She shifted in her chair to cross her legs, and her heavy tits swayed, the pink nipples brushing teasingly against the gauzy top. "Gosh, I don't know, Dad. Mom said you'd probably want to talk to me all day. Do you?"
Ben took a drag from his cigarette and swallowed a mouthful of coffee, then exhaled with resignation and nodded. "Yes, I do have some things to say, and I want you to think about them very seriously."
"All right." Nan leaned forward to rest her tits on the table and look at him with an intense expression.
"Honey, the reason you're here is to decide whether you want to live with your mother or with me. It looks like we're going to get a divorce, and it's up to you which one of us you want to stay with. Is that clear?"
The girl's eyes saddened. "Are you sure? Are you and mom really going to give up?"
"I guess so. We can't seem to work things out any other way. All that remains now is for you girls to make up your minds which way you want to go. I suppose right now your mother is telling Jill the same thing, if she hasn't already."
Nan picked up her cup and sipped at it thoughtfully. She had known things weren't going too well with her parents, but she had no idea things were as bad as all that. It came as a blow, and she was nearly on the verge of bursting into tears. She loved them both. How could she choose between them?
"Daddy, do I have to say right now? I mean, maybe you and mom could patch things up and we wouldn't have to, you know, split."
"There's not much chance of that, baby, but you don't have to give an answer right away. We just want you to think about it. You're going to stay with me for a while, then with your mother. That way you can see both sides."
Ben's head was splitting, and the coffee wasn't helping at all. A hangover made it difficult to rationally discuss such a serious matter, and he was debating whether to have a drink to straighten out. He knew he'd been sopping up too much of late, but the pressures were beginning to wear him down, and he needed something to keep going.
"What do you want us to do, Daddy?" Nan asked meekly.
"I can't decide for you, kitten. You know I love you, but your mother loves you just as much. It's a helluva position to put you in, but I'm afraid it can't be helped."
"Jeez, what a mess!" She began drawing circles on the table cloth with her finger.
"I know. Let's drop it for a while, shall we? I've got to get well."
When he stood up from the table, Nan's eyes flicked to the fly of his pajamas almost without thinking. There was no evidence of the gigantic thing she had seen earlier, only a slight motion under the material to indicate that something was there. It was a mystery to her where he had put it, and it took her mind off the other problem.
"I'll get you more coffee, Daddy," she said quickly.
"I need more than coffee, honey. Thanks, anyway."
Ben went to the counter and began assembling the ingredients for a Bloody Mary, the most effective cure for a hangover he had ever found. This was going to be a long day, and he needed everything he could think of to cope with it.
Watching him busy himself with the strange concoction, Nan was thinking of what he would say if he knew she had seen his hard penis.
CHAPTER THREE
Ben threw everything into the blender glass, filling it nearly to the top. Then he cracked in two raw eggs, put the top on, and set it whirring. The bright red mixture rotated violently for a few seconds, then he shut it off.
"Ugh!" Nan said, making a face. "Are you really going to drink that?"
"I sure am." He poured a glass half full, gulped it down, then refilled it almost to the brim. "That should do it, if I don't die first."
"Do you feel that bad?" she asked, concern in her voice.
"Yeah. I shouldn't drink on an empty stomach."
"How about a nice hot bath? You always said they made you feel better."
He took a hefty swallow of the drink and smacked his lips. "That's not a bad idea. A little steam might help."
Nan jumped up with her titties hobbling. "I'll go get it ready for you. Just sit down till I call."
Grinning, he carried his glass to the table. "Okay, nurse. Have at it."
She scurried from the room and he sat down to light another cigarette. He was smoking too much and drinking too much, but what the hell. When things got back to somewhere near normal, he'd slack off and resume an ordinary regimen.
What troubled him most at the moment was his lustful reaction toward his oldest daughter. It took the concentration of all his will power to keep from thinking of her in a sexual sense. After seeing her nearly naked girl/woman body, it was difficult to keep her in the perspective of a sweet, innocent child.
Without a doubt there were many adult females who would love to be as well endowed as Nan was, and any male worth his salt would give his left nut to be able to feel the tight pressure of her virginal sheath. Her unassuming and naive attitude about her body and beauty made her all the more desirable.
If she should elect to stay with him, he was not at all sure just how long he would be able to control the lustful craving he felt, especially when she ripened and blossomed into a young lady. He was ashamed of his unnatural desire, but it wasn't something he could turn off like a water faucet.
"Okay, Daddy," Nan called out. "It's all set."
"Be right there." He emptied the rest of the Bloody Mary into his glass and carried it with him to the bathroom.
Nan was standing by the door, smiling. He smiled back at her, put his glass on the sink counter, then saw the steam rolling up over the tub. It was going to be hot. He took off his pajama top and hung it on the back of the door, then noticed that Nan was making no effort to leave.
"Are you going to watch me, honey?" he asked, slightly taken aback by her obvious audacity.
She looked at him shyly. "I thought ... I thought I might wash your back or something, if you wanted me to."
An exhilarating tingle passed through him at her remark. She actually wanted to see him naked! He had never shown himself to either of the girls, not even letting them see him in his shorts. The idea of exhibiting himself to her caused a fleeting spasm of nervousness, then it became appealing. He wanted her to see his bare body! He wanted her to look at his genitals and see how she reacted!
It had been the same way in the store sometimes when he had an almost overwhelming urge to whip out his prick and walk down the counter full of young cunts and show them what a man's cock really looked like.
"Are you sure, kitten?" he asked softly.
"Yes." Her reply was little more than a whisper.
"All right."
Ben tried to appear as nonchalant as possible as he dropped his pajama bottoms, picked them up and hung them on the door. He didn't even look at his daughter's face as he moved over to the tub, gingerly tested the water with his toe, then climbed in and eased down. The water was nearly scalding, and he winced when his cock and balls dipped into it.
Nan noticed, and stepped over quickly. "Did I get it too hot, Dad?"
"Nooo," he groaned. "I'll get used to it in a minute. Hand me my drink, will you?"
"Sure." She passed him the glass, then sat down on the toilet seat to watch him slide down in the water until it was lapping at his chest. She tried hard not to stare at the limp organ lying across his thigh or the strange sac in his crotch, but her eyes wouldn't move away from them. His thing seemed so small now, compared to what it had been in bed.
Ben observed the direction of her glassy gaze, took a sip of his drink, then asked, "You've never seen one of those before, have you, honey?"
"Huh-unh." She couldn't tell him about this morning.
"That's a penis, kitten. All boys and men have one. Do you know what it's for?"
"N ... n ... no," she stammered.
"We use them to urinate out of, among other things. Do you know what that means?"
"Yes." The thing was moving, sliding off his leg, and it seemed to be getting bigger!
Ben wasn't making a conscious effort to get a hard-on, but the intense way she was gaping at it, and the excellent view he had of her thinly covered titties sent the blood flowing into his tingling prick. It grew slowly, gradually, lengthening and raising until the bulbous tip erupted from the water, glistening wetly.
"I didn't mean for that to happen," he said sincerely. "It's something I can't control, sometimes. Does it bother you?"
Nan shook her head, unable to form words. What she had just witnessed boggled her mind, and she still couldn't believe it. She hadn't known that any part of the human body could grow like that, and the sight had started weird sensations in the area of her abdomen.
"Daddy, how ... how do you do that?" she asked breathlessly.
"It's normal for a man, honey," he answered, as casually as he could. "Like opening and closing your fist. Blood flows into it and makes the muscles stretch."
"Oh." She really didn't understand, but didn't know what questions to ask to get a better answer. "Does it hurt when you do that?"
He couldn't suppress a laugh. "No, baby. It doesn't hurt. It would if it stayed that way for a long time, though. Do you want to touch it?"
She did, but she was afraid. She felt strange, looking at his private things with him watching her, and there was something happening in that place between her thighs that had never happened before. Swallowing hard, she said, "I ... I don't think so, Daddy. I'd feel funny."
Ben's stiff prick was thrumming, and he felt a compulsive need to have her rub her tiny hands over it. He told himself he would never go any farther than that, but he had to have at least that much satisfaction or he would lose control.
"All right, honey, I'll tell you what. Why don't you wash me all over? That wouldn't be so bad, would it?"
Again, Nan gulped. When she had been running the water, she had planned to try and see her dad naked in the tub, and had been glad when he didn't seem to mind. But now that he wanted her to actually feel him, she became apprehensive, and wasn't sure whether it was a nice thing to do or not.
"Nan, I'm your father," Ben said soothingly when she seemed hesitant. "It's okay. There's nothing wrong with it. Nurses give their patients baths all the time. Just pretend you're a nurse."
In that light, it didn't seem bad at all, and a smile began to raise the corners of her lovely lips. "All right. Do yqu want to finish your drink first?"
"Yes. Take off your top so you won't get it wet, then get a wash cloth from under the sink."
Nan stood up, pulled off her top, then folded it neatly and laid it on the counter. She wasn't at all abashed about baring her breasts to her father. She was guileless about her body and, after all, he was lying there in the tub totally nude. She bent over to get a wash cloth, then stepped over with swaying tits to kneel next to the tub.
When he saw her completely uncovered, rosy-tipped tits, Ben's rigid pecker began jerking uncontrollably. The firm cones were perfectly symmetrical, and the nipples at the end were a virginal blush of pink. It took every ounce of his self-control to keep from leaning over and sucking one of the luscious points into his mouth.
"Daddy!" she gasped with astonishment. "Your penis is moving!"
"I know, baby," he rasped. "Don't worry about it. It does that sometimes." He drained his glass. "Here. Set this on the toilet seat, will you?"
"Uh-huh."
When she turned back, Nan wet and soaped the cloth, then began at Ben's feet and started washing him. He watched with interest as she did his legs and rinsed them, then hesitated when she reached his crotch. "Go ahead, sweetheart. Do it all."
"Okay."
Covering the washcloth with suds, she scrubbed his scrotum lightly, as though afraid she might hurt him, then began washing the gigantic prick that stuck its pounding head out of the water. The warm creamy lather was like a slick vagina on his dick, and he couldn't hold back a sighing moan of pleasure.
Nan's head snapped around, and she yanked her hand away from his hard joint. "Jeez, did I hurt you, Dad?"
"No, honey. Not at all. It feels good, that's all. Don't stop. Get it good and clean."
She felt that he was only saying that to be nice, and was sure that the rough terry cloth had caused him some discomfort. She dropped it in the water, rubbed soap between her hands, then started washing his penis with her palms and fingers. The hard muscle jumped in her hand, especially when she reached the smooth knob at the end.
"Ooohhh, Nan! God! Keep it up! Just like that! Wash it, baby! Uuunnnggghhh! Move your hands up and down on it! That's it! Ooohhh, honey! AAAGGGHHH!"
The side of the tub was cold against her bare, flopping tits as Nan pumped on her father's peter. He was squirming so much the water was splashing up against them. She was sure she was causing him pain, but he was begging for more, so she didn't stop. The long hard penis in her grasp was like a slippery snake, but she continued to stroke it with her soapy hands.
The girl was in a quandary, not knowing what she was doing. He was acting as though he was in agony, yet he didn't want her to let go. She had an impulse to leap up and run from the room, but was mesmerized by the way he was lunging upward and forcing his hard thing through her fists.
His lust-crazed eyes were fixed on his daughters slick pounding hands and her magnificent titties that were swaying and slapping together. He wanted to grab one of those creamy mounds and squeeze it, but was afraid he would frighten her. Boiling, bubbling jizz was pouring through his tubes, and he was about ready to cum. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before, and nothing he could have done would have held it back.
"Daddy, my arms are getting tired! Can I stop now?"
"JUST ... A ... LITTLE ... BIT ... MORE ... BABY! JUST ... A...! UH! UH! UH! UH! AAARRRGGGHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH,NNNAAANNN! GGGAAAHHH!"
"EEEIII!" A shriek exploded from Nan's lips when a geyser of white liquid squirted from the ejaculating penis she was holding. It shot out in jets, hung suspended, then rained down on her hands and arms. She could feel the convulsive spasms in the thing as it continued to squirt. She wanted to release it, but her fingers wouldn't open. Then suddenly it was over, and there was only an oozing from the tiny slit in the end.
"Oh, Nan, that was perfect," Ben sighed, going limp and letting his knees bump against the sides of the tub. "Just perfect."
The girl was shaking when she was finally able to pull her hands back and slump down on the floor on one hip. "What ... what did I do?"
With the culmination of climax past, Ben's sex-dulled mind began to clear, and the realization of what he had allowed to happen hit him forcefully. Pushing himself up to a sitting position, he looked at his obviously horrified daughter with compassion.
"Nan, what you just did was beautiful. Whether you know it or not, you gave me a gift of love."
She glanced at the thick white droplets dotting her hands and arms, then turned her eyes on him with a puzzled expression. "I did?"
"Yes, honey. What came out of my penis is the seed of life. When I release that seed, I feel wonderful. You helped me by what you did. You masturbated me, Nan, and that's one way of showing how much you love another person. Can you understand that?"
"I'm not sure. I think so. I'm kinda confused."
He smiled at her warmly. "That's all right. I'll explain it all to you later. Do you want to finish washing me now?"
"Uh huh. Let me wash off, first."
He watched her go to the sink and rinse off the cum. The dark crack of her jaunty ass showed through her panties, and fawn-colored tufts of girlish cunt hair protruded from under the elastic in her crotch. The siglit of the curls prodded a thought into his head.
"Nan, have you ever cut your hair down around your belly and between your legs?"
She spun around, water dripping from her hands. "No. I didn't know I should."
"Well, it's a good idea. Especially when you wear shorts or a bathing suit. I'll do it for you, if you'd like."
She looked at him quizzically as she approached the tub, but bobbed her head in assent. Kneeling again, she finished washing him, then rinsed his back and chest. When he stood up, she reached for a towel, and without being asked, began drying him off. She had reached his knees when he stepped out, his prick still erect and pulsing.
"Can you make it get soft, too?" she asked, squatting to towel his ankles and feet and inclining her head toward his dick.
He chuckled. "Not very easily. It can get to be a problem, sometimes."
Nan stopped and stared at his giant, purple-headed hard-on, then lowered her gaze to the sac hanging beneath it. "What are those?" she asked, touching his balls with her forefinger.
"Testicles."
"Don't they get in the way? I mean, do you ever accidentally squeeze them with your legs?"
"No. They manage to stay out of the way."
"Hhhmmm." She got up and hung the towel over the rack, then turned back to point her lush tits at him. "Feel better, now?"
"Much, thank you." He put his arms around her and hugged her close, flattening her breasts against him and punching her in the belly with his stiff I cock. "How about you?"
She locked her hands behind him and squeezed. "I thought it was far out, Daddy. Honest! Maybe you could give me a bath one of these days."
He kissed her cheek, ear, and the side of her neck. "I'd like that very much. Right now, though, I'd like to show you how much I love you. Think you could stand it?"
Nan backed away and looked up at his face. "What do you mean?"
"I'd like to kiss you, honey, here, here, and here," he said, touching each hard nipple and her pussy.
"Really?" Her brows arched and her eyes were filled with amazement.
"Really. I'm sure you'd like it. Want to try?"
She chewed on her lower lip and debated. She wouldn't mind his kissing her breasts, but she'd had some awfully funny feelings a few times when she'd washed between her legs. She didn't know what would happen if he kissed her down there, but after a moment's thought she decided there wouldn't be anything wrong with it.
"All right, Daddy," she said timidly, "if you're sure you want to."
"There's nothing I'd like better, kitten. Why don't you go to the bedroom while I shave. It won't take me more than five minutes."
"All right." Nan picked up her nightie top, cast a quick look at her father's mysterious organ, then went into the hall.
In the bedroom, the girl peeled off her panties, put her things atop the dresser, then pulled back the drapes on the windows. When warm sunlight was flooding the room, she stepped to the bed and began making it up with the precision that her mother had drilled into her. As she worked, listening to her dad humming in the bathroom, a vague memory of a misty dream she had had during the night wormed its way into her consciousness.
It had something to do with her father and a physical contact between them, but try as she might she couldn't bring it into focus. Thatmental groping triggered other thoughts, and an uncertainty crept over her about what she had agreed to let him do.
The episode in the tub had both frightened and intrigued her. There had been a sort of thrilling wickedness to it, like snitching cookies or skipping school, though she was sure he would never let her do anything that was wrong or sinful. He had said that what they had done was beautiful, and she was trying hard to accept that, but some sixth sense told her that it wasn't usual for girls to do things like that to their fathers.
Ben entered the room briskly, carrying his pajamas and smiling broadly, then came to an abrupt halt when he saw Nan's virgin nudity displayed before him. The glare from the windows was like several flood lights, leaving not a hint of a shadow on her flawless form. She was standing erect by the side of the bed, looking at him pensively as he devoured her with his eyes.
"Nan, you're absolutely gorgeous," Ben said huskily while he gaped at the curl-fringed slit that separated the pouty lips of her cunt. "Gorgeous!"
"Thank you, Daddy." Her fears and indecisiveness evaporated when she saw the look of sincere admiration on his face, and she expelled the breath she had been holding. "What do you want me to do?"
Lie down on the bed, honey. I'll be right there." His heart had the rapid beat of a trip hammer as he tucked his pajamas in a drawer then crossed over to stare down at her prone figure with undiluted passion. Unbridled lust enveloped him and he gave it full rein.
Nan stiffened slightly when she saw the look on his face, but she smiled bravely as he climbed up to kneel next to her. Then he was bending down and kissing her lips, cheeks and eyes, and she could smell the fragrant odor of his after shave lotion.
"Ooooohhhh, baby! he moaned, moving his lips to her creamy neck and shoulders. While he brushed his mouth over her firm titties and flicked his tongue back and forth across her taut pink nipples, his hand inched tantalizingly up her thigh to the furry love nest in her crotch, and he began fondling the fleshy cunt lips.
The girl's body jumped convulsively under his tender and sensuous kisses and caresses. Unusually pleasant sensations began flooding through her, and she whimpered softly as she placed a hand on his bare back and rubbed it.
"Ooohhh, Daddy! Uuummm! Uuuhhh! When you do that I feel all funny inside! Gosh! Ooohhh! I didn't know it would be like thisl Hhhuuuhhh! Wow! Aaahhh!"
Enjoy it, sweetheart," he groaned, moving his mouth from one luscious cone to the other. "That's all I want you to do. Enjoy it. Uuummmfff! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM!"
Her flat belly was palpitating as Nan felt her nipple being sucked into his mouth and heard the wet smacking of his lips. He had pushed her legs apart and was titillating the private area of her crotch with feather-light touches of his fingertips which sent jolting shocks into her groin.
"Daddy! Hhhuuuhhh! I don't understand what's happening! I feel so weird! Ooohhh! Uuuhhh! Dad! I think you'd better stop! Uuunnnggghhh! Something's going on inside me! Oh, Dad, DON'T!"
Ben's swollen prick was jerking violently and his bloated balls had started to ache. Nan's plaintive cries fell on deaf ears as he moved around to position himself between her spread legs, then crouched down to kiss the insides of her silky thighs and nuzzle his face into the soft fluff that covered her pelvis.
"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMMFFF!"
Tears were forming in Nan's eyes when she raised her head to watch the top of her father's head as he pressed his mouth against the sensitive area surrounding her very secret place. The feelings she had were scary, and she even felt ashamed, though she didn't know why. It was good and bad, exciting and terrible, all at the same time.
"don't, DADDY! OH, PLEASE! THAT'S ENOUGH! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DO IT ANY MORE! PLEASE! GGG AAAHHH! OH, JEEZ, DAD! STOP! OH!"
He heard her pleas this time, but ignored them, knowing that all girls felt squeamish the first time until they experienced their first orgasm. He straightened his legs out and lay down on the mattress with his stiff cock poking into the spread. Then he burrowed into her pussy, parting the outer lips with his tongue and delving into her steamy slash to lick her hardening clitoris.
When his raspy tongue sloshed across her tender clit, an electric shock roared through the young girl, taking her breath away and forcing her to throw her head back onto the pillow as she writhed uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth, squinched her eyes and clutched at the covers with her out-flung hands as the searing flashes sped through her torso and limbs.
"DDDAAADDDYYY! GGGAAAHHH! DON'T! OOOHHH, DON'T! HHHUUUHHH! I CAN'T STAND IT! PLEASE STOP! AAARRRGGGHHH! THAT'S ENOUGH! DAD! UUUHHH! UUHH!"
He was swabbing his tongue all over her slick furrow now, inhaling her girlish aroma while he lapped and swallowed the sweet honey that clung to her petal-like inner folds and was seeping from her rapidly dilating orifice. Sliding his mouth down farther, he began reaming .the milk-oozing hole. Her soft pubic ringlets tickled his cheeks, his nose rubbed against her sensitive clit, and his chin bumped against her bung hole.
The knuckles on Nan's tightened fists were white as she tried desperately to control the quivering twitches that raced through her as the darting tongue delved deeper into her tingling vagina. Her head was bent back, her eyes were closed, and the tendons on her neck stood out sharply. She already felt faint, and knew she couldn't take much more without passing out completely.
She put a finger in her mouth and bit on it as a sudden explosion erupted in her guts and sent her reeling mind soaring off into a blissful state of euphoria that was almost like flying on a cloud.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ben was so aroused over bringing his daughter off that he almost loosed his load onto the bedspread. Nan was still panting and twitching as he continued to gently lap her valley from clit to ass hole, drinking in the sweet cuntal honey, savoring it, then letting it slide down his throat. In his sex-crazed state, she was no longer a product of his loins, but an image of virginal purity that was his and his alone.
The young girl made no protest as she wiped tears from her eyes. The giddy feeling of rapturous elation was only gradually beginning to disappear, leaving in its wake an astonished wonder at the volcanic eruption her father had caused in her loins with his searching, penetrating tongue. She felt weak and drained, but in a pleasant sense.
When he had licked off all the vaginal fluid from her smooth pink cleft and puckered bung, Ben kissed her love nest and thighs lovingly, then backed off the bed. His straining joint was painful, and aching twinges shot out from his balls. As he moved around to the side of the bed, he wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist.
"What did you think of that?" he asked quietly.
Nan's eyelids fluttered open, and she had difficulty focusing her gaze on his face. "I ... I don't know, Daddy. I felt good all over then, gosh, something blew up inside me and I thought I was going to pass out."
"But you did like it?" he persisted.
"Y ... yes. I think I did. It wasn't anything like what I expected."
"Would you do something for me, then?" he asked, desire blazing in his dark brown eyes. "Would you kiss me?"
"Sure, Daddy." Nan started to get up, and was on her knees before she felt his hand on her shoulder, holding her down.
"No, baby. I meant down here." With his other hand, he took hold of his turgid pole and pointed the huge purple cockhead at her face.
She blinked at the gargantuan tool, then looked up at him wide-eyed. "You mean ... that? You want me to kiss your thing?"
"Please, honey. It would make me very happy if you did. You do love me, don't you?"
"Yes, but...!" She dropped her gaze to his long, thick prick and her throat constricted. Though she didn't know why, the idea of putting her lips on that giant penis was repulsive, and it nearly made her gag. Her voice was weak and frail when she said, "Jeez, Daddy, I don't think I can!"
"Try it, Nan," he rasped. "That's all I ask. Just try it."
What he wanted her to do was vile and insufferable, but the insistent demanding craving in his groin blotted out all reason. Carnal, incestuous yearning overcame any moral conscience he had left, and gratification in the body of his lovely daughter was his sole objective. Moving his hand from her shoulder to the back of her head, he pulled her face toward him, aiming his masculine cock at her pretty, bow-shaped mouth.
Nan was terrified as the steady pressure on her head drew her closer to the monstrous organ. His musky male odor became stronger as she neared his member. Then she gave in, putting his pleasure over her revulsion. She closed her eyes just as the silken head of his piston touched her lips, and then she began kissing it with a pretense of delight.
"Uuummm! Uuummm! Uuummm!"
The feel of her warm soft lips on the knob of his cock sent shudders through Ben's muscular body. The cheeks of his ass became tight, and his legs quaked. He rubbed the tip back and forth, letting her get used to it, then began tenderly pushing it into her mouth.
"Open your mouth, baby!" he moaned. "Suck on it a little bit! It doesn't taste so bad, does it?"
"Hhhmmm Uuummm!" Nan was surprised. It wasn't nearly as bad as she had thought it would be. The swollen tip was fiery hot, but there was no awful taste as she had expected. Parting her lips, she engulfed the bulbous cockhead and started to suck on it, drawing in her cheeks as she applied pressure. A drop of liquid dripped on her tongue, and she was amazed at its sweetness. "Uuummm!"
Placing both hands on his daughter's head, he twined his fingers in her blonde tresses and looked down to watch her suck on his dong. He was as excited as a schoolboy with his first lay, and his balls were already forcing scalding jizz through his tubes. Nan was using her tongue now, flicking it across the sensitive underside of his knob and licking the tiny pee slit.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, Nan! God! I like that so much, darling! You love daddy, don't you! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! That's my baby! Oh, damn! AAAGGGHHH! MORE, HONEY! TAKE MORE OF IT IN YOUR MOUTH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! Jesus! SUCK IT, SWEETHEART! JUST LIKE THAT! OH, NAN! MY SWEET LITTLE GIRL!"
Through her lips, Nan could feel the pulsing beat of his heart in his penis, making it throb against her tongue and palate. She couldn't understand why he would want her to do this to him, but it wasn't so bad that she couldn't go through with it. Taking the massive tool farther into her mouth made her jaws ache, yet the pain didn't deter her from continuing to suck on it like it was a flaming popsicle.
"Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm! Uuummm!"
Ben had restrained himself as long as he could. The mounting pressure of the boiling sperm coursing through his pelvis made him lose any pretense of control. He began humping, pushing his dick farther and farther into her hungry mouth with each thrust. She was a novice at cocksucking, and he had to help her in order to get the relief he so desperately sought.
"SUCK, BABY SUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, DAMN! NAN! DO IT FOR DADDY! SUCK HARDER! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! KEEP IT UP, HONEY! I'M ALMOST READY! GGG AAAHHH! SUCK! SUCK!"
When he started pumping at her, Nan was afraid he was going to force the thick poker clear down her throat. She tried to back away, but he was holding her head so tightly she couldn't. The huge end of his penis was hitting against her tonsils, and for a moment she felt like throwing up.
He had intended to withdraw when he shot off, but it had happened so suddenly, and her mouth felt so wonderful on his pecker, that he was unable to. His back arched and his legs shook, then spastic shudders ran through him like an earthquake.
Nan felt his distended organ grow even larger in her mouth, then jets of molten liquid squirted from it to splash against her tonsils and the back of her throat. Caught in the vise of his strong hands there was nothing she could do but gulp the viscous sperm as quickly as she could to keep from choking. Amazingly, it gradually dawned on her that the juice wasn't at all unpleasant, and by the time the last drops were oozing onto her tongue, she had come to the conclusion that the tart, tangy fluid actually tasted good!
"Oh, Christ, Nan!" Ben groaned as he pulled his softening rod from her mouth and backed up a step. "I certainly didn't mean for that to happen! Are you all right? It didn't make you sick or anything, did it?"
She cleansed her mouth with saliva and swallowed, then managed a weak smile. "No, Daddy. I'm okay. I ... I just didn't expect it is all. Is that what you wanted me to do?"
Ben shook his head sadly as he turned away and lit a cigarette, unable to look into her limpid, innocent eyes. He blew a cloud of smoke at the ceiling, then his shoulders slumped and his chin fell against his chest.
"Nan, I ... really don't know what to say. Something came over me that I can't explain right now. I think it's best that we both completely forget that it ever happened. Why don't you get your clothes on, and we'll think about getting something to eat."
Nan was so confused that she couldn't think of a reply. She had done all that he had asked for, yet now he seemed to be upset with her. It didn't make any sense at all. For herself, she no longer felt disturbed over any of it, and would willingly have done it again if she knew it pleased him. It was all so crazy!
Slipping off the bed, she got into her panties and see-through bra, then put on a short blue skirt, white blouse, and sandals. As soon as she was dressed, she took a brush from her suitcase, moved over in front of the dresser mirror, and began running the brush through her thick, naturally wavy hair.
Ben stubbed out his butt and started pulling his shorts on. He wasn't at all happy with himself for making his daughter perform such lewd and licentious acts, but what was worse, he had to admit that he wanted more! It was ridiculous ... no, hideous!
After donning slacks, sport shirt and loafers, he began filling his pockets with the necessary male paraphernalia. "How about going down to the drug store for lunch? You always like to eat there, for reasons I've never been able to understand."
Nan laughed, put the brush down, and turned. "Simple, Daddy. It was good, it was free, and I got to see you."
"Is that all right, then?"
"You bet! I haven't had a good malt or hamburger since we left. Ready?"
"Sure. Let's go."
On the way, neither of them made mention of what had transpired that morning, but it was on both their minds. When they reached the drug store, only a few stools at the counter were vacant, the rest being occupied by tittering teen-age girls only a little older than Nan, dressed in their usual skimpy costumes.
"Morning, Mr. Cooper," the waitress said. "Hello there, Nan. Haven't seen you for quite a spell. What'll it be?"
"Two strawberry malts, Mary," Ben said, smiling warmly at the buxom, older woman who had worked for him for years. "And two big hamburgers with everything on them."
"Better make it three, Dad. I'm starved."
"Three it is," he said.
While they waited, Ben went back to the pharmacy to chat with Tony for a few minutes, using that as an excuse to look over the bevy of young cunts at the counter without being noticed. After his sessions with Nan, he found them more desirable than ever, and it was a task to keep his prick soft as he gawked at their near nakedness. When Mary had things ready, he returned to Nan's side.
"Couldn't wait, Nan said with her mouth full. "God, these are good!"
She wolfed the food down as though she hadn't eaten for a week, finishing at the same time he did. Ben lit a cigarette, signed the check, then led his daughter to the door.
"Where do you want to go now, kitten?"
"I don't care. How about a movie? I haven't seen one for a long time."
"Suits me, but they don't open for an hour yet. How about a ride through the park to kill time?"
"Okay."
The vast nearby city park was a jungle of trees and bushes surrounding a neatly trimmed nine hole golf course. Several paved roads wound through it, skirting two tennis courts and a swimming pool. Ben slowed as they passed the pool to hungrily eye the bikini-clad girls around it, then drove on to park by the tennis courts that he used so often when he had the time.
"Those two on this side are pretty good, aren't they?" he said, leaning on the seat to look past Nan. "I should start playing more myself. I'm getting a little flabby."
"Oh, Dad, you're not either." She turned to him. "Heck, you look just as ... Dad! Look!"
Her eyes bulged as she looked over his shoulder with horror. He twisted on the seat and peered across the road into the dense foliage. Lying under a bush in plain view from their position was a couple Ben guessed to be in their teens.
The girl, a redhead, had her short tennis skirt pulled all the way up and her panties off. She had her bare legs wrapped around the boy, whose shorts were pulled down to his knees. He was fucking her feverishly, drawing his long cock out to the end and jamming it back into her rapidly. Even from that distance, Ben could see the cuntal milk coating his prick.
"Daddy, he's hurting her!" Nan shrieked in Ben's ear. "He's attacking her! You've gotta help her! You've gotta stop him!"
The redhead had her arms around the boy and was writhing and bucking on his stabbing dick. Ben smirked and shook his head. "I don't think he's hurting her, honey. As a matter-of-fact, I think she's enjoying it."
"BUT, WHAT ARE THEY DOING?" Nan shouted. "HE'S STICKING HIS THING IN HER!
RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN! AND SHE'S TRYING TO FIGHT!"
He chuckled and patted her bare thigh. "Take it easy, kitten. She's not fighting. She's loving every minute of it. I'll explain what they're doing later on. Want to stay and watch?"
He had gotten a hard-on observing the passionate fornicators, and the look of utter fascination on his daughter's face as she stared at them fixedly didn't help matters any. When she didn't answer, he swung back just in time to see the redhead throw her legs in the air and arch off the ground. At the same time, the boy stiffened and jerked as his load poured into her.
"Oh, God, Dad!" Nan gasped. "I've never seen anything like that! It looked like she was really in trouble!"
Ben had to chuckle again. "She may be, but not the kind you think. Seen enough?"
Nan was still looking when the girl unwound her long legs and let them drop to the ground, and the boy pulled his gigantic cream-covered prick from her twat and sat back on his haunches. Neither of them were aware they had been seen, and they remained motionless, staring at each other.
"Let's go, Daddy," she said, shuddering as she turned her face away from the horrid sight. "I don't want them to see us if they come by the car."
He started up and pulled away, a puzzled frown on his face. "Why, honey? Did you know them?"
"I knew the girl. Didn't you?" she said chokingly. "That was Trish Bowers. She used to babysit Jill and me."
Well I'll be damned! Ben thought. And I used to take her home! I could have probably fucked her any time I wanted to, if she'll screw right out in the open like that!
"No," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. "I'm afraid I didn't recognize her. Huh. It's a small world."
They drove around looking at the different marquees, and by the time they had selected a picture, the theater was open. After seeing a double feature, Ben took Nan to an expensive restaurant where she devoured a steak as though it was going to be her last meal.
"Where do you put it all?" he asked as they headed home to the apartment. "Christ, you eat like two people!"
She giggled. "I'm a growing girl, Daddy. I need a lot of nourishment.
The phone was ringing when Ben unlocked the door, and he hurried into the kitchen to answer it. Wanda's voice came over the line calm and cool, but he could sense and underlying tension. "Didn't Nan tell you I wanted you to call me?"
"Yes, but we've been busy. She said there was no hurry."
"There wasn't I guess. I just wondered if you could bring Nan over to the house in the morning so the girls could go to church together."
"I don't see why not. I'll have her there at nine-thirty. Is that all right with you?"
"Fine. There was a pause. How are things going?"
"Okay so far. Nan hasn't made any comment one way or the other, though. How about you?"
"Jill's the same way. I guess we'll just have to wait for them to make up their minds, won't we? See you in the morning, then. 'Bye."
"Right. 'Bye."
Ben heard the TV playing as he stepped over to the counter and began mixing a pitcher of martinis. If he was ever going to convince Nan to stay with him, he'd have to get the job done before the next morning. While Wanda wouldn't stoop to using tricks on the girls, he had to admit that Kathy had been right, and that under normal circumstances they would choose their mother.
When he returned to the living room with his full glass, he was astounded to find Nan perched on the couch without a stitch on, her clothes folded neatly in a pile next to her.
"What's all this, baby?"
She looked down at herself without shame. "Oh, you mean the clothes? I just thought I'd get comfortable. I felt a little bloated after all I ate, so I took 'em off. It's okay, isn't it?"
"Certainly. It's all right with me, but I hope you won't do things like that around your mother. She'd throw a fit."
"Don't I know it! She'll probably make me throw my new bra away, too. Darn! Why does she have to be like that?"
"Most mothers are." He sat down, lit a cigarette, and sipped his drink. "You're not chilly, are you?"
"Huh-unh." She looked at him thoughtfully. "Dad, what was Trish doing with that guy in the park? You said you'd tell me."
Ben's prick was hard and throbbing in his pants, and he had to tear his eyes from her delectable curvaceous body to raise them to her face. He would much rather show her than tell her, but there were certain limits that he couldn't let himself go beyond. He had gone farther than he should have already.
"Well, honey, they were having intercourse. That's when a guy puts his penis inside a girl and ejaculates like I did this morning. The girl does pretty much the same thing. She feels something like you did when I licked you. Remember?"
She nodded, recalling the fantastic sensation that had flooded through her and the way she had been lifted to the heights of glorious bliss. "I don't quite get it, Dad. When he puts his penis in WHERE?"
For a moment he thought she was putting him on, and that a girl her age would undoubtedly know. Then he reminded himself how strict he and his wife had been and how the school board had voted down sex education except in the last two years of high school.
He took a drag, sipped his drink, then inhaled deeply. "Nan, you're having periods, aren't you?"
"Uh-huh. I started when I was ten."
"All right, then, the penis goes in the same opening your discharge comes out of. It's called the vagina."
Her eyebrows raised. "But ... but that's so small! A big thing like that couldn't go in there!"
"Oh? How do you know it's small?"
Nan blushed and glanced down. "I uuhhh, put my finger in there once. When I was taking a bath."
"That's okay. Most girls do, I hear. At any rate, it gets a lot bigger when you ... want it to. Trish certainly wasn't having any trouble today, was she?"
"It didn't look like it." She noticed his empty glass, got up, and walked over to pick it up. "I'll fill this for you. I want a pop, anyway."
Her naked torso sent agonizing pulses to his already rigid prick, and he could scarcely restrain himself from laying her on the floor and shoving his cock deep into her belly. He watched her go and return with her tits flopping and swaying and the lascivious thoughts grew, crowding all others from his brain.
When she didn't ask any more questions, they watched an hour long detective program, during which Ben managed to completely empty the pitcher of martinis. The consumption of alcohol increased his lust proportionately, and when the program was over, he suggested they go to bed.
"Jeez, I'm sure ready," Nan said, getting up to switch off the set. "Go ahead, Dad. I'll get the lights and stuff."
"Thanks honey." He struggled out of the chair, went to pee, then stripped off his clothes in the bedroom and lay down naked on the bed, the covers turned down to the foot. His prick was still hard, angling up toward the ceiling and throbbing wildly.
Nan came out of the bathroom, entered the room, and climbed into bed without her nightie. She rolled over next to him, put an arm across his hairy chest, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Gosh, this is almost like we were married, isn't it, Dad? Sorta like playing house."
"Something like that," he said huskily, slipping an arm under her and pulling her close to press his hard cock against her soft stomach. While he kissed her hard and hotly, he pushed a hand between her creamy thighs and began fondling her virgin, furry cunt.
"Ooohhh, Daddy!" she murmured into his neck. "God! You make me feel so weird when you do that! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Why do I feel that way?"
"Because that's the way girls were made," he said, hoping his gruff tone would conceal the insane passion building inside him. He parted her legs, spread the pouting lips of her pussy, then slid his index finger into the goo-slick slash of her cunt. Carefully laying the petallike inner folds aside, he began to rim her vaginal orifice with the tip of his digit.
"Hhhuuuhhh! Dad, don't! You don't know how that makes me feel! I get all squishy inside! Uuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh! DON'T, Dad!"
"I know exactly what it does to you, sweetheart," he murmured. "It makes you feel all warm and nice, doesn't it. It sort of tickles and tingles all at the same time, doesn't it."
Her breathing was becoming more rapid, and he could feel her heart pounding through the soft tits squashed against him. "Yes," she whispered. "Oh, yes, Daddy! God! You're so gentle with me! Hhhuuuhhh! I can feel that clear up to my breasts! Ooohhh! Huh! Huh! Huh! D-a-a-a-d-d-d! AAAHHH!"
He kissed her again, long and ardorously, then asked, "Nan, how would you really like to know what Trish was doing today?"
She sighed and twitched when his finger slowly entered her cuntal sheath. "Gosh, I'm afraid it would hurt! You're so big, and I'm so little down there."
"I'll take it very easy, darling. Honest I will. Please let daddy do it to you. You Want to know how it feels, don't you?"
It was maddening to have to coax her into it slowly, but there was nothing else he could do. He had to have her! He'd go out of his mind if he didn't! No man could have a luscious naked body like that next to him and not want to embed his prick to the hilt in her tight girlish twat, no matter how heinous it might be.
"I ... don't know, Daddy! I'd be awful scared! If you hurt me, I couldn't stand it!"
After seeing Trish, she was dying to find out what it was all about, and she knew her father was the most tender man alive, yet the fear of pain was paramount in her mind. If she could ignore that, the rest would be easy.
"You'll feel something for just a second, baby, then it'll all be just fine. I promise." He had reached her hymen with his finger and found that it was almost completely open. One quick thrust and he would be through, then they could fuck to their hearts delight. Her vagina was already dilated and ready.
"All right, Daddy. Just take it easy, please. Honest, I'm awfully scared."
"There's no need. Just do what I say, and you'll see how wonderful it can be."
Rolling her on her back, he raised her legs and draped them over his shoulders to give him the best access to her tender twat. Then, kneeling with his legs splayed, he rubbed the smooth purple head of his organ up, down, and around her silken gash until it was wet with her lubricating mucous.
He glanced at her, winked, then looked back down to watch the tip of his thrumming prick stretch the opening of her cunny and disappear into her slippery pussy.
"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! GGG AAAHHH! OOOHHH, IT'S SO BBBIIIGGG! OH, DAD! AAARRRGGGHHH! NO! NO! OOOHHH! GGG AAAHHH! PLEASE! NO! TAKE IT OUT!! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Seeing the mask of pain on his daughter's face, Ben stopped his prick just short of her hymen and caressed her thighs lightly, knowing that he should withdraw, but knowing with equal certainty that it was impossible. "Easy, baby! Relax! You're fighting it! Just let yourself go and loosen up! Everything is going to be just fine!"
Nan exhaled shudderingly and nodded her head on the pillow. Her voice was quavering when she said, "I'll try, Daddy. REALLY I will. It's just that ... oh, God, IT FEELS LIKE IT'S SPLITTING ME APART!"
His penis wasn't in very far, not even as deep as she had put her finger that one time, but she could feel it jumping inside her. It exerted pressure against her colon, and she felt as though she had to have a bowel movement. With an effort, she forced her vaginal sphincter to untighten, and all at once the searing pain disappeared.
Ben felt it, and smiled down at her. "That's it, honey. Are you ready for more, now?"
She gulped, still fearful of having that monstrous organ stab all the way into her intestines. "It's better, Daddy. I guess I'm okay now."
"Good. Now I'm going to do this fast, so it'll be over with quickly. Then you'll love it. Okay?"
"I suppose so. I'll try and be a big girl."
"I know you will, sweetheart. Here. Hold onto my hands."
She clutched at his large paws with a death grip, closed her eyes and held her breath. Digging her heels into his back, she comforted herself with the love and implicit faith she had in her father, and let her body go limp.
"Here it comes, honey. Hold on." Ben dug his knees into the mattress, bowed his head to watch her fleece-covered cunt, then drove his poker in to the hilt with one surging thrust. He felt the thin membrane tear as he punched through it, then the blood-gorged head of his tool was slamming against her womb.
The girl arched her back off the bed and pushed against his shoulders with her legs, striving to back away from the invading shaft that was causing her so much agony. The gigantic flaming penis seemed to fill her entire abdomen and belly all the way to her waist, and the intense shock almost caused her to black out. But astonishingly, when he left it buried in her motionless, the pain subsided as quickly as it had come, and a sense of exhausted relief came over her even before tears could form in her eyes.
"The worst is over, darling," Ben said soothingly, noticing her tenseness fade. "From now on, it's going to be pure pleasure. Tell me when you want me to start."
Her eyes opened slowly and she licked her dry lips when her saliva began to flow again. "S-s-start what, Daddy?"
"I want to show you how much fun Trish was having in the park, baby. You won't have to do anything. Just lay there and enjoy it. It's much better than you think."
The squeezing pressure of her vaginal walls on his dick was nearly more than he could bear. The tight virginal sheath brought back memories of his younger days, but it had been nearly thirty years since he had broken a cherry, so the recollection was dim. Still, having his cock embedded in Nan's girlish clenching sheath seemed to restore a vigor and vitality he hadn't felt for a long time.
"If you want to, Daddy, I guess I'm ready. I don't hurt any more, now. Will it feel good?"
"You just wait and see, princess. Feel this!"
Ben slithered his pecker out until only the head was covered, then slowly speared it in again. The slick fiery tube caressed his member all the way in, stretching to accommodate its massive circumference. Even the first delightful insertion was enough to make him spurt, and it was all he could do to hold back the waiting jizz.
"Hhhuuuhhh! Oooohhh! Dad, I can feel every bit of it! I really can! Gosh! Hhhuuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! It's so HOT ... and so HARD! And it doesn't hurt at ALL! Ooohhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
As her father humped his long, pulsing penis in and out of her tender vagina, Nan was enthralled by the joyous sensation that seemed to fill her entire being. It wasn't only that it was her very first experience at it, or that the gargantuan organ gliding over the sensitive tissues of her tunnel was thrilling beyond belief, it was also the fact that it was her father that was inside her, and that she was pleasing him in a very special way.
Releasing her hands that had relaxed their grip, he placed his palms over her pointed conical tits and began kneading them with his strong fingers. He was shoving his prick in faster and harder, flattening the puffy lips of her twat with his pelvis on each inward drive, hoping she would build to an orgasm quickly so he could release the dammed up cum he was holding back.
"God, baby, I love to do this to you! You're so tight, and so young, and so perfect! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Do you like it, sweetheart? Do you like to have daddy fuck you?"
She had heard the word 'fuck' in dirty jokes some of the nastier girls had tried to tell her, and of course in swearing, but she hadn't really connected it with what they were doing now.
"Yes, Daddy, I like to have you ... fuck me! Very much! It's like nothing I've ever felt before! Ooohhh, GOSH! Hhhuuuhhh! I feel real weird! Clear down to my toes! Gggaaahhh! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! You're going so DEEP! Clear up to here!" She put a hand on her waist to show how deep he was probing. "God, I'm even starting to feel the way I did when you licked me down there! OH JESUS! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OH! OH! AAAGGGHHH!"
Ben knew he couldn't contain himself much longer. Her tight sheath was like a greedy mouth, sucking hard on his straining rod. All of his faculties were concentrated on the lush figure beneath him and the tingling pecker that he was plowing into it. It made no difference that she was his daughter. An anxious cock knew no identities.
"GO AHEAD, HONEY, LET IT HAPPEN! OH, FUCK, NAN! MY GOD! I CANT HOLD IT MUCH LONGER! PLEASE, BABY, CUM! FUCK, SWEET! JUST LET YOURSELF GO! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH!UNGH!UNGH! OH, DAMN! GIVE IT TO DADDY! FUCK! FUCK! AAARRRGGGHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF!"
Nan heard a ringing in her ears, and her father's face began to swim in her vision. Hard contractions were causing spasms in her groin, and electric impulses raced through her nerve network. Each time the head of his penis banged against her womb the giddy feeling increased, making her skin prickle and her heart pound. One part of her wanted to stop it, and the other wanted desperately to go on. Then she was caught up in a sensuous maelstrom, lost control, and was digging her nails into his shoulders, heaving her cunny a his darting cock.
"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! GGGAAAHHH IT'S ... HAPPENING! I'M GOING TO DO IT OOOHHH! DAD! HHHUUUHHH! OH! OH! OH NNNOOOWWW! I THINK I'M...! WWWAAAHHH! WWWAAAHHH! DAD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, MY GOD HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HUH! HUH AAAHHH! AAAHHH! AAAHHH!"
Her wild, frenzied climax was all it took. Ben's neck stretched backward, his body stiffened, then his jerking prick was gushing hot semen into Nan's writhing cunt."
She felt the spewing torrent of hot sperm spray her womb, and it lengthened her orgasm by several seconds. The spurting flood filled her vagina, seeped out past his impaled peter, and trickled down over her puckered asshole to form a puddle under her buttocks. Pulling him down to her, she hugged him tightly until they had both regained their breath and senses, kissing his cheeks, face and mouth all the while. When he pulled his shaft out and rolled over to lay beside her, she felt suddenly empty.
Neither of them spoke for several minutes as they lay there with their hearts pounding and their limbs twitching. Then, without turning her head on the pillow, Nan asked, "Daddy, is it that good all the time?"
Not receiving a reply, she raised up on an elbow to look at him. His eyes were closed, and he was sleeping peacefully. A soft smile curved her lips as she rose to her knees and covered him tenderly. Then, feeling their combined juices running in rivulets down the insides of her thighs, she went to the bathroom to clean up. When she returned, she switched off the lamp and snuggled down next to him, thinking how terrific it was to have a father like he was.
The next morning, nothing was mentioned about the night before as they consumed the breakfast Nan had prepared. They talked about the church, the minister, and what Nan was going to wear. Then they both took showers separately, and dressed.
"Better take your suitcase, honey," Ben said when they were ready to leave. "Your mother might want you to stay."
"But I thought we were supposed to spend several days with both of you!" Nan protested, not at all anxious to go to her strict and prudish mother so soon.
"I know, baby, but do it just in case. We don't want to start any trouble now, do we?"
"No," the girl replied sullenly, going toward the bedroom for her bag. "Darn, why do things have to be so complicated?"
It was a twenty minute drive to the house they had once lived in, and Ben remained silent all the way, hoping that Nan would at least give him a hint of how she felt about staying with him. She talked about everything else but that, as though she was trying to ignore the subject completely. When they pulled up in front of the rambling ranch-style house, Ben turned off the ignition and turned to her.
"Sweetheart, I don't have to tell you not to say anything about what we did, do I?"
"No." Nan looked down at her lap. "I did want to tell you I liked it, though. It's the first time I've ever felt, you know, so close to you. No matter what happens, I'll never forget it."
Ben swallowed a lump in his throat and blinked rapidly. "I won't either, Nan. You're some sweet girl." He pecked her on the cheek, then scrambled out of the car and hurried around to help her out and get her suitcase from the back seat.
Wanda and Jill were standing in the open front door as they made their way up the sidewalk. When they were halfway there, Jill left her mother's side and came scampering out to greet Ben with a fierce hug and a kiss.
"Daddy! Oh, gosh, am I glad you're here! I've been waiting by the door for hours!
Jill was an inch or so shorter than Nan, had her mother's deep blue eyes, but Ben's dark brown hair. She wasn't as pretty as her sister, but had an impish charm that made up for it. She was wearing a short black skirt that showed off her trim legs, and a low-cut tight-fitting blouse that accentuated her more than ample breasts.
"I'm very glad to see you, honey," Ben said. "How have you been getting along?"
A frown flitted across her face that Wanda couldn't see. "Oh, I dunno. It's been kinda dull with just me and mom here. Am I gonna go back with you today?"
"I don't know. We'll see." He continued up to the entryway with the girls following. "Hello, Wanda. How are you?"
"Fine. I'm glad you brought Nan's things. I was going to ask you if we could swap when they got back from church. Come on in."
Ben noticed her face was flushed and that her eyes were a little glassy, and when he stepped past her, he could smell the unmistakable odor of gin on her breath. The ashtray next to her favorite chair was filled to the brim with cigarette butts, and there was an empty cocktail glass next to it. He put Nan's bag down without a word.
"Take your things to your room, Nan," Wanda said, slurring her words, "then you and Jill better start out for church. You don't want to be late." She crossed to her chair and slumped down. "Have a seat, Ben. You don't have to rush off, do you?"
"No, I suppose not." He sat on the couch, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "Starting a little early, aren't you?" He indicated the glass next to her.
The attractive blonde shrugged indifferently. "Why not? I don't have anythin' else t'do."
The girls came back from the bedroom, said good-bye, then left. As soon as they had gone, Wanda got to her feet unsteadily, picked up her ashtray and glass, then started for the kitchen. "I got some bloody marys already made. I know how you used to like 'em on Sunday mornin'. Make yourself at home. Ha, ha, ha, ha."
Ben shook his head, leaned back, and lit a cigarette. He had heard she'd been hitting the bottle, but this badly? Before, she had chewed him out for his drinking occasionally, though he only gotten pleasantly tipsy and not mean drunk. It was obvious that their mutual problems had gotten to her, too.
"Here we go," Wanda said, returning with the ashtray in one hand and the two tall glasses in the other. He jumped up to take his glass, then went back to the couch.
"Wow!" he said after taking a sip. "That's a little potent, isn't it?"
She smiled and crossed her legs. "Do you good. Might even perk you up a little."
He relaxed and observed her silently, remembering the fine curves of the milk-white body that was concealed under her robe. There had been a time when, alone like this, he would have gone over, knelt at her feet to unbutton the garment, then dived into her pussy, but that time was long past.
"Still want to go through with it, Ben?" she asked quietly.
He nodded slowly. "Yep. That's what we agreed on, isn't it?"
"We could always change our minds. That is if you could get Kathy's claws out of your cock."
"Let's leave her out of this, Wanda. You know I didn't start seeing her until we were finished."
"I'm not so sure about that, but it's not important. I've been doing a lot of thinking, and I realize I didn't give you the kind of sex you always wanted. Even if I did, I couldn't compete with all those little sexpots that come into the store. Tell me, how does Kathy manage to keep you satisfied?"
"I said keep her OUT of this!" he said sharply.
"All right." Wanda took a deep swallow of her drink, then lit a cigarette. "I just wanted you to know I'm ready to get into the contest, now. I know that I'm a little older than ... that other person, but I'm more attractive, and I've got a helluva lot better body. Remember?"
"Yes," he said reluctantly. "I remember."
Wanda's eyes were damp as she began undoing her robe. "Ben, I'd promise there wouldn't be any more of that missionary fucking. I'd do anything, anywhere you wanted it, even in the front yard."
"It's too late, Wanda. Don't do anything you'll regret."
"Why should I regret it? You're still my husband." She got to her feet and shrugged the robe off, letting it fall to the floor. Then she walked over in front of him, standing still and straight as tears ran down her cheeks and dripped off her chin onto her titties.
Her figure was undeniably nearly perfect, petite and daintily proportioned. Her breasts rode high and proud, the areolas of her nipples large and succulent. Her waist was tiny, flowing esthetically into beautifully contoured hips which continued into finely tapered legs. The blonde tufts of angel-like hair that covered her pelvis and cunt were so light as to be almost transparent. She was a woman, all right. Every delicious inch of her.
"Do you know I lay in bed at night thinking about how you used to eat me and fuck me?" she said, dropping her hand to her pussy and spreading the fleece-covered lips to let him see the pink cleft of her twat. "Have you found another cunny as good as mine?"
He almost strangled on the reply as he stared at the ripe, moist cleft. "No. At least not any better."
"Remember how you used to eat me and lick me and stick your tongue way up inside me and fuck me with it till I came all over the place?"
"Yes." His stiff prick was jumping as he watched her finger the delicate inner folds of her slash.
She turned around, bent down almost to the floor with her legs apart, then spread her buns with both hands to expose her puckered bung hole and her hair fringed cuntal opening. "I'd even let you fuck me in the ass, if you wanted to. Do you?"
Ben licked his lips and gaped at the brown-tinted orifice that he had wanted to fuck for so long. "It wouldn't do any good now, Wanda. It's too late for anything."
He could see her large-nippled tits swaying as she reached up into her crotch and shoved two fingers deep into her dripping cunt hole. They made a wet, schlucking noise as she began pumping them in and out, and her asshole pooched and sucked in.
"Please, Ben?" she whimpered. "I'd say all those things you always wanted me to say! I'd say, 'fuck me!' And, 'stick your big old cock up my cunny!' And, 'pound that pussy with your wonderful prick!' I'd say ALL those things, Ben! Honest!"
"Oh, God, Wanda, DON'T!" he groaned.
"I would, Ben!" Her fingers were still stabbing into her cum-wet snatch, covered with cream now as she fucked herself into a frenzy. "I'd fuck you in the bathtub, in the kitchen, on the floor, on the table ... anywhere! Please, Ben! Give it to me! I need it so bad! I need you!"
His resistance was weakening, and his cock was beginning to ache painfully. "What about all that religious crap you kept throwing up to me? Would you suck my cock now? All the way? And let me cum in your mouth?"
Wanda yanked her fingers from her twat, straightened up and spun around with a hopeful look in her eyes. "Yes, Ben! I'll do it right now! Take it out, and let me prove it to you. I'll suck you so hard you won't believe it! And I want to drink your hot jizz!" She dropped to her knees. "Take it out, Ben! Let me show you what I want to do!"
It only took a second for him to make up his mind, then he was struggling to get his zipper down over the huge bulge in his fly. As soon as he had whipped his majestic prick out, Wanda grabbed for it, pried his knees apart, then lowered her head to engulf his hard organ with her mouth. Pushing her lips down his shaft until the head of his dick was lodged in her throat, she started sucking on it like a wanton whore, swirling her tongue around it and applying so much pressure her cheeks pulled in.
Ben braced his feet on the floor, held her head tightly, then began lurching off the couch cushion to fuck her mouth as though it was a juicy cunt. In their long years of marriage, she had sucked him, but only briefly and with distaste. Now he was going to show her what it was like to give a real blow-job.
"SUCK IT, WANDA! SUCK! BLOW ME OFF! I'M GONNA DROWN YOU WITH JIZZ! SUCK HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, CHRIST, SUCK, BABY! A A ARRRGGGHHH! BLOW IT, WANDA! DRINK MY FUCK JUICE HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF!"
The blonde was bobbing her head feverishly, making smacking noises with her lips as she drew his seething sperm from his balls. The slash between her thighs was overflowing with cunt juice, and it was streaming down the insides of her legs all the way to her knees. Her teeth raked his prick as she sucked harder and harder, seemingly devouring the magnificent male muscle.
Ben's gaze was fixed on her moving lips as he hunched and surged, cramming his tool as far into her hungry mouth as he could. Heated jizz was speeding toward his cock, and he knew it would be only a matter of moments before would be exploding in Wanda's mouth. The thought of her sucking him all the way after so many years made it doubly enjoyable, and he almost hoped it would choke her.
The erupting fountain of molten fuck-fluid bloated Wanda's cheeks before she could gulp it all down. It was the first time in her life that she had tasted raw semen, and if she hadn't been slightly drunk, she would have probably thrown up. As it was, she drank every drop, then sucked on Ben's throbbing pole for more. When there was nothing left, she licked him off and wiped her wet mouth.
"See? I did everything you've always wanted. Can that other bitch do it better than that?"
"No," he admitted truthfully, then sighed with contentment and leaned back. "It wasn't so bad, was it? Why didn't you do it before?"
"I don't know, Ben," she said meekly. "I honestly don't. I should have, but something held me back."
He snorted. "It would have saved us a lot of grief if you had changed this way ten years ago. You know that, don't you?"
"Yes," she whispered, getting up. "I know." She went back to her chair and sat down without putting her robe back on. After taking a sip of her drink and a puff off her cigarette, she smiled at him strangely.
"You know, it's kind of funny. I had a climax when you came in my mouth. A real hard one. Isn't that odd?"
"I don't think so. A lot of women do, I hear." He lifted his glass and drained it, needing a booster after a blow job like he had just gotten.
"Did you ever cum when you ate my cunny?" she asked.
"When we were first married, I did."
Wanda picked at a fingernail. "Ben, isn't there any chance for us? Any at all?"
"Like I said, it's just too late. You might be this way for a while, but then you'd go back to the same old ways."
"No, I wouldn't," she said pleadingly. "I was a good wife and mother, and I can be just as good at sex, too, if I put my mind to it."
"That's just it. It isn't something you should have to put your mind to. It should come naturally. There's nothing, NOTHING, that isn't right between two people that love each other, provided they both want it."
She was quiet for a moment, then asked softly, "Ben, would you like to fuck me in the ass before the girls get back?"
He looked at her tremendous tits and the hair-fringed furrow between her splayed legs. He didn't really feel up to it, but at least he could show her what she had missed and what she would be missing in the future. His cock was still hard, and he was sure he could go one more time, especially in her tight bung.
"All right, Wanda. For old times' sake."
She slid off the chair eagerly and crouched on her knees on the carpet in the middle of the room, hiking her ass in the air and resting her cheek on her folded arms. "I'm ready, Ben. Do it good."
He got down behind her, inched up to wet his dick with her cuntal fluid, then positioned his cockhead against her tight anus. Gripping her by the waist, he lunged forward, watching and feeling the sphincter expand around his thick pole, then cramming it up her rubbery colon.
"BBBEEENNN! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, JESUS! IT'S LIKE HAVING YOUR FIST UP THERE! GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH, BEN! FUCK IT! IT FEELS SO MUCH BETTER THAN I EVER DREAMED! HHHUUUHHH! HHHUUUHHH!"
Ben pulled his prick out to the end, saw the shit clinging to it, then rammed it home again, feeling her shudder as his tool filled and drilled into her rectum. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! IT'S SO FUCKING TIGHT! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!"
As he was pumping her swiveling ass, the front door flew open and they were being watched by two pair of youthful eyes.
CHAPTER SI en was too stunned at the girl's sudden appearance to voice a word. The silence in the room was deafening as they stared at their parents with horrified incredulousness. He was gratified when Wanda spoke up with all the calm she could muster.
"You girls go right to your room. Jill, pack your suitcase. You're going back with your father."
When they left, their faces blanched white, Ben pulled his shit-streaked prick from Wanda's ass and leaped to his feet. He helped his wife up, then rushed to the kitchen for paper towels which he wet before washing off his cock. After tucking it back in his pants, he snatched up a bottle of bourbon from the counter and tossed off a hearty slug to calm his jangled nerves.
CHRIST! he thought as the liquid burned its way to his gut, why the hell did they have to come home early ?
As he re-entered the living room, Wanda was coming in from the hallway looking disgusted and frustrated.
"They had a short service today because of a funeral. Damn! Of all the times to...!"
"Well, it was our own fault," Ben said with resignation. "We should have gone to the bedroom in the first place."
The blonde lit a cigarette with shaky hands. "Yes, I suppose you're right. It's just that, well, you know."
"Yeah, I know. The only thing we can do is try and explain. I'll get Jill out of here as soon as she's ready."
She looked at him soulfully. "Ben, will you think about us at least one more time? Before we go all the way with this thing? I'd really like to work it out, if we could."
Ben sighed. "It's hopeless, but yes, I'll think about it."
The girls appeared, Jill carrying a small suitcase and Nan looking as though the world had caved in on her. Ben went to the door and opened it.
"Let's go, Jill. I'll see you later, Nan. Wanda, keep me posted. If I'm not at the apartment, I'll be at the store."
Jill was quiet until they had driven several blocks, then she said, "Daddy, we didn't mean to bust in like that. They had a short service today, and we ... didn't know."
"I understand, honey. It wasn't your fault. Your mother and I were trying to, uuhh, see if there was anything left between us. I know that what you saw probably shocked you, but you must remember that we're still married. What we were doing was perfectly all right. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I think I do." She really hadn't seen anything, except her dad kneeling behind her naked mother, and had no idea what they were doing, but she wasn't about to ask any questions about it.
"Were you able to get anything settled with your mother?" he asked, changing the subject.
"No, not really. Jeepers, Dad, it's hard for me to decide who I want to live with. I want us all together. I bet Nan does, too."
"Did you talk to your sister about it this morning?"
"Uh-huh. A little. She can't make up her mind, either. We both wish you two would get back together again. It would make it a heckuva lot easier on us kids."
Ben didn't reply to that. He was still recovering from the almost vulgar change in Wanda. In all their married life, she had never behaved that way. 'It isn't nice' was the reply he had gotten invariably to almost any suggestion concerning sexual experiments with her. If it wasn't done in bed with him on top, she wanted no part of it. The only conclusion he could draw was that she was getting desperate.
"Oh, this is really neat!" Jill exclaimed when he let them into the apartment. "You've even got a fireplace!"
"It'll do," he said, thinking of the ridiculous price he had to pay for such simple luxury. "Put your things in the bedroom, Jill. I'll be in the kitchen." After all that had happened that morning, he needed a drink badly.
Jill took the suitcase from him and headed off in search of the one bedroom Nan had said he had. Her sister had told her that she slept with him, but little else, and Jill wondered what it would be like to be in the same bed with her father. She was much more outgoing than Nan, and more curious, She left her suitcase unopened and went to the bathroom to pee, wondering whether her dad slept in the nude.
Ben had tossed back a straight shot, and was mixing himself a highball when the phone rang. He debated whether to answer it, certain it was someone from the store with a problem, then sighed and reached for the receiver on the wall.
"Ben?" Kathy said timidly. "I was hoping I'd catch you in. I wanted to apologize for the other day. I was just being a selfish bitch, and I know it. Forgive me?"
"Sure. I know it's been rough on you. Let's both forget it."
"Wonderful! I feel better already. Look, why don't you and Nan come over for dinner? I've got a fantastic roast, and it's too much for Tim and I."
"I've got Jill with me now. Picked her up this morning. I don't know about dinner, though. We've got some things to talk over."
"Oh, please come. I want to see you. You don't have to stay too awfully long. I've even got pies in the oven."
He looked at the clock and thought for a moment. "Okay. What time?"
"How about making it one o'clock? We can have drinks and eat at two. Sound all right?"
"Fine. We'll be there."
"Wear something comfortable. It's going to be warm today. See you."
Hanging up the receiver, Ben finished building his drink and carried it into the living room. Jill had the TV on, and was watching the Sunday morning western. She gave him a glance and a smile when he entered, then turned back to the set.
He sat down, lit a cigarette, then sipped on his drink as he eyed his youngest daughter. Her skirt was so high on her thighs that an inch more and he could have seen her crotch. The low cut of her blouse revealed the upper swells of her breasts, and he couldn't help wondering if her naked body was as exciting as her sister's.
When he and Wanda had been interrupted, he was nearly ready to get his rocks off in the blonde's ass, and now he had a case of blue balls that was driving him crazy. He wished that Nan was there to take care of him, as he wouldn't dream of doing the same things to his eleven-year-old baby. That would be going too far.
"We're invited out for dinner, honey. Informal. Did you bring along some shorts or something?
She turned to him. "Uh-huh. I've got some shorts. Where are we going?"
"Remember Kathy Blake? The lady that has the dress shop down the street from the drug store?"
"Yeah." She had heard her parents argue about the woman before, and her mother had called her a whore. She couldn't understand that because Kathy had always been nice to her, and she liked her. "What time?"
"Around one. We'll have to change in a little while because I want to pick up some things at the store on the way."
"Okay. Tell me when." She resumed watching the TV screen.
Ben had several more drinks, thinking about Kathy, Wanda and the girls and wondering where it was all going to end and how. The whole thing had become so hopelessly confused that he doubted whether anything was going to work out for his benefit. By the time he went in to take a shower, he was feeling more than a little morose.
The stinging spray revived him somewhat, and after a full fifteen minutes under the water, he dried himself off, wrapped the towel around his waist, and went to the bedroom to change into walking shorts and a knit shirt. He was taking the things out of the drawer when Jill came in.
"I might as well get ready, too," she said, pulling her blouse over her head. She was wearing a strapless bra that pushed her titties together and up, and only covered half of her large orbs.
Laying the blouse carefully on the bed, she undid her skirt, let it fall, then picked it up and put it atop her blouse. Her pink panties were so brief that wisps of her light brown pubic hair curled out over the top, while the rest of her dark vee of fuzz showed plainly through the sheer material.
Ben's cock began thumping to a hard-on when she reached behind her back to unclasp the half bra and uncovered her upcurved tits. The luscious looking rosy-tipped mounds swayed as she tossed the bra on the bed, then bent down to open her suitcase.
"I've got to get some new shorts," she said to him over her shoulder as she squatted. "These darn things are getting too tight for me."
He could well understand why as he eyed her plump buns with the dark crack separating them. She had ripened considerably since the last time he had noticed, as much or more than her older sister. By the time she raised up with her halter and shorts in her hand, Ben's prick was at full erection, pushing the towel out far in front of him.
"Jill, I...! Come here, baby!" He held his arms out to her.
She dropped her things on the bed and rushed over to wrap her arms around him and flatten her bare tits against his chest. He stroked her hair and her naked back, feeling his hard staff poking her in the belly. She trembled under his caresses and made small mewing sounds.
"Sweetheart, I'd like you to do something for me." His voice was hollow, and he hated himself for even thinking of asking what he wanted her to do. Still, the strain of his unexpended cum was making him suffer the torment of the damned, and her nearly naked body was adding to his anguish to the point where he couldn't restrain himself.
"Anything, Daddy," she murmured, pressing her youthful body closer and snuggling her cheek against his chest. "What is it?"
There was no doubt that she could feel his rigid tool, and he wondered what was going through her mind. Nan might have said something to her, of course, but he doubted it. Still, she seemed unconcerned and even pleased over the pressure of his dick against her. When he pushed her away gently, the tuck in the towel parted and it fell to the floor, leaving his massive cock and balls in plain view.
Jill looked down at the huge muscle with its purple fireman's helmet head and the heavy, hairy' scrotum hanging beneath it. She drew in her breath sharply, but made no effort to take her eyes away from the wondrous sight. Even when he moved to the bed to sit down, she continued to stare at his organ.
"Come over here by me, darling," he said softly. When she came close and stood between his spread legs, he placed his hands on her waist and peered at her face. "Baby, do you love me?"
"Yes, Daddy. I always have! A whole lot!"
"Then will you do whatever I ask you to?"
"Uh-huh." He had never looked at her that way before, and while she wasn't frightened, she was just a little uneasy. There was an electric charge in the air that she could actually feel.
"That's my girl. Now, just stand there for a few minutes and let daddy do something to you."
Ben was so aroused he was blind with lust, and encouraged by his success with Nan, he felt sure he could do anything with Jill short of fucking her. Pulling her nearer, he pushed his face forward and took her left tit into his mouth. Clamping his lips on the soft cone, he began sucking tenderly while he swabbed his tongue back and forth across the tip. Almost instantly the tiny nipple began hardening, indicating that she was also enjoying it.
"Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm! Uuummm!"
Jill was as astonished as she was elated. No one had ever even touched her breasts, let alone suck them. She had seen pictures in women's magazines of mothers nursing their babies, and now she knew what they felt like. It was super!
"Ooohhh, Dad!" she whispered. "Jeepers, that feels so good! I didn't know you liked to do that! Wow! It makes me tickle all over! UUUHHH UUUHHH! I LIKE IT, DADDY! REALLY! OOOHHH!"
Tiny shivers zipped up her spine and her legs quaked as she watched him tug and pull on her jutting tit. She began to feel flushed, and a strange warmth started heating up her crotch. It was all so new to her that she couldn't understand her reactions, but since it was so pleasurable, she let herself revel in it.
When Ben switched to her other tit, he began rubbing his hands up and down her bare legs and over her firm, rounded rump. The jizz that had been stoppered up when he was fucking Wanda's ass was bubbling once again, and the craving to release it became more and more consuming by the second.
"Please, darling!" he groaned in torment, taking her by the shoulders and forcing her to her knees in front of him. "Kiss it for daddy! Please, baby! Daddy needs it so bad! DO it for me! I'm in pain, honey!"
Jill was bewildered and confused. "Kiss WHAT, Daddy? What do you want me to kiss?"
"My cock, kitten!" he panted, circling the base with his thumb and forefinger. "Kiss my COCK! All over! Please, baby! OH, GOD, DADDY WANTS IT SO MUCH!"
Not knowing what was expected of her, and more than a little apprehensive, Jill swallowed, licked her lips, then rested her elbows on his thighs and lowered her head to kiss the shiny bulbous head of his organ. She touched her lips to it lightly, tasting the sweet wetness of the pre-cum that filled the tiny slit in the end.
"That's it, darling!" he moaned. "KISS IT ALL OVER! Then SUCK on it! Please, Jill! Hhhuuuhhhnnnggghhh!"
While she teased his aching organ with her soft lips, running them all over the tip and shaft of his dick, Ben leaned forward to reach beneath her and cup her lush titties, which he began kneading. He wasn't going to cum in her mouth. He promised himself that. All he wanted was to cum, and relieve the agonizing pressure in his groin.
Jill caressed his member all the way down to the root with her lips, feeling peculiar at doing something like that to her father, but at the same time thrilled at being able to see and touch his very secret parts that had always been kept hidden from her.
"SUCK IT NOW, JILL! PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH! SUCK ON IT LIKE IT WAS A PIECE OF CANDY! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, DAMN! YOU'RE SUCH A PRINCESS! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! GOD! AAAGGGHHH!"
He was nearly ready to blow, and only wanted a few tugs from her warm mouth to set him off. She obeyed quickly, opening her jaws and sliding her lips over his thrumming pecker. Then she was sucking on it, drawing in her cheeks as she rolled her tongue over and around the giant piston.
"UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMMJ"
Bolder than her sister, she had no compunction about putting her mouth on her father's penis. To her, it was exciting and different, and she wasn't at all surprised to find that she liked the taste of his muscle. The thought popped into the back of her mind that Nan may have done the same thing, but she doubted it. Her sister wouldn't have the guts.
"OOOHHH, JILL! JESUS! IT WONT BE LONG! SUCK, HONEY! DO IT TO DADDY! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! CHRIST! OH, LORD! GGGG AAAHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Ben felt the jizz filling his peter, wanted to pull out, but couldn't. Releasing her titties, he threw himself back on the bed and stiffened, then jerked when the jets of cum sprouted from his joint into his daughter's waiting mouth. Blazing lights flashed behind his closed eyelids as jet after jet of hot sperm shot out of his prick, giving him the blessed relief he needed.
Jill wasn't prepared for the eruption, and when the gushes of thick viscous cream splashed against her palate and tonsils, she nearly choked. Recovering quickly, she drank the milky fuck juice as fast as it poured out, savoring the tartly sweet flavor while eerie sensations gripped at her loins. When the spewing ceased, she removed her mouth and jumped to her feet with a happy smile on her face.
"Is that what you wanted, Daddy? Did I do what you wanted me to?"
He pushed himself up to a sitting position and covered his face with his hands. "Yes, honey. That's exactly what I wanted. I'm so sorry. I meant to pull out before I ... did that."
"You don't have to be sorry," she said, going to the dresser for tissues to wipe her mouth. "I didn't mind. I thought it was SUPER!"
Ben lowered his hands and looked at her, stupefied. "You're telling me the truth? You didn't mind what you did at all?"
"Ung-unh," she replied simply. "You wouldn't have asked me to do it if it wasn't all right. I was surprised when something came out, but that was all. What WAS that stuff, anyway?"
He got up, shaking his head. "I'll tell you some other time. Right now, I think we'd better get dressed and be on our way. We still have that stop to make, and I might get tied up for a while at the store."
"Okay," Jill said gaily, picking up her shorts and stepping into them. Eyeing the bed as she zipped them up, she began thinking what it was going to be like sleeping next to him all night.
Ben got into his clothes, went to brush his teeth and comb his hair, then headed for the kitchen and a final shot before they took off. His conscience was tearing him apart, but he was so involved now that there was no escape. His incestuous desire for his lovely daughters was so deeply rooted that he could never untangle himself.
Things were quiet at the drug store when he stopped off to pick up some ice cream, cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey and brandy. He greeted the employees pleasantly, gave the two teenage girls at the fountain counter the once over, then went back to the car.
Kathy greeted them at the door wearing a wrap-around skirt and a low cut blouse, the apparent dark circles indicating she had no bra on. Out of deference to his daughter, she gave Ben a light peck on the cheek, then hugged Jill.
"My goodness, but you've grown, dear. Of course it's been ages since I've seen you. How have you been?"
"Just fine," Jill answered shyly, acutely aware of the woman's nearly naked tits.
"Why don't you go out in the back yard? Tim's out there with some of the neighbor kids playing ball. Here, Ben, let me help you with some of that stuff. You know you didn't have to bring anything."
The three of them went directly to the kitchen, then Jill continued out the back door. Kathy put the things away while Ben settled down at the table and lit a cigarette. When she was through, she took a pitcher and two chilled glasses from the refrigerator and poured each of them a martini.
"Here's to us, honey," she said, raising her glass.
"To us." He eyed the mountains under her blouse as he sipped, then said, "Do you think you ought to be running around in front of Tim dressed like that?"
She laughed as she sat down across from him. "It's all right, Ben. He's seen me naked many times. Hell, he's even slept with me." '
"Oh?" He leaned forward with interest. "Want to tell me more about that?"
Her face tinged red and she looked down at the glass she was twirling on the table. "We've been alone for several years. Do I have to say any more?"
"Not unless you want to."
She tilted the glass to her lips, drained it, then refilled it from the pitcher. Her hand wasn't very steady. "This is one helluva way to start a pleasant dinner. I'm not sure you'll want to hear it."
"Try me."
"Well, as you know, I'd just about given up on men until I met you. That isn't to say that my sex impulses were dulled any. I still had the same natural urges. I tried masturbating, used damn near everything I could think of, including a vibrator. They got me off, all right, but it wasn't like the real thing."
When she hesitated, he prodded her. "Go on."
"I ... well I started taking Tim to bed with me. I showed him how to finger-fuck, and that worked for a while. Then even that wasn't enough."
"Of course Tim got all hot and bothered, right?"
"Naturally. I jacked him off too, to keep him from hurting, then I started sucking him. It didn't take much of that before I started fucking him. Does that shock you?"
"Only a little. Still going on?"
Her face reddened even more. "Yes. When you don't come around for a few days or he gets horny. Really, Ben, it's not as bad as it sounds. We're still mother and son. It's just that, well, our relationship has gone a bit deeper than normal. He's a good boy."
"I'm sure he is. You don't have to justify it to me. Is he a pretty good fuck?"
She looked up at him and a grin spread across her face. "You should see his whanger, honey. God! It's nearly as big as yours! And I've really shown him how to use it, too. The gal that marries him is in for one beautiful surprise."
"Is that all?" he asked. "I mean, is Tim the only one you've fucked besides me."
"So help me, Ben, that's all. If I wasn't being honest with you, I wouldn't even have told you that, would I?"
"No, I don't suppose you would." He emptied his glass and filled it to the brim. Her confession had jolted him, but at the same time, it erased some of the guilt he'd been carrying. It was comforting to know that he wasn't the only one who was fucking their own kids.
"Darling," she said quietly, "I'm ready for a fuck right now. Are you?"
He nodded. The discussion had given him a hard-on, and it was getting uncomfortable.
"I thought you would be, so I was prepared. Look." Kathy stood up, came around the table, and lifted her short skirt. She had no panties on, and the thick rich hair surrounding her cunt was glistening with moisture. "It's all wet and ready whenever you are, lover."
"Where? HERE?"
"Sure. C'mon." Walking to the sink, she raised her skirt high and rested her arms on the counter. "I can watch out this window and keep an eye on the kids. If one of them starts to come in, you can pull out and sit down again, and they won't know the difference. Go ahead, honey, shove it way up me.
Ben unzipped his fly, took out his massive pole, then moved up behind her. He slid the head of his dick down the crack of her ass until he reached the gaping orifice of her twat. If she hadn't been in high heels, he could never have done it this way, but as it was, he could ease his tool into her steamy sheath with no problem at all.
"Ooohhh, Ben! Hhhuuuhhh! Christ, WHAT A PRICK! AAAGGGHHH! I woke up this morning wanting your cock! Hhhuuuhhh! Oh, FUCK, Ben! Use that pile driver! Stick it clear up to my mouth! Oh, lover! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! GOD! FUCK ME! PL-E-E-E-ASE!"
He reached around for her mountainous tits and squeezed them while he pumped his rod in and out of her slimy sheath. After the second thrust, she began working her snapping twat on his organ, literally sucking his joint with her pussy.
"Fuck, Kathy! Oh, Christ, what a cunt! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! I'll bet Tim will never find another fuck like you! Aaarrrggghhh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! OH, DAMN! FUCK! FUCK! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
Kathy was watching the children in the back yard through glazed eyes as the powerful piston rammed home again and again. She would never tire of it. Never! And if she had her way, he would be fucking her the rest of her life.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"BEN! OOOHHH, MOTHER, YOU KNOW HOW TO FUCK! HHHUUUHHH! GOD! GIVE IT TO ME! MAKE ME CUM REAL HARD! GGG AAAHHH! FUCK, HONEY! GIVE ME ALL OF IT! HUH! HUH! HUH! BBBEEENNN! JESUS! OOOHHH!"
She was bucking and squirming on his impaled poker, using her pussy like a voracious mouth, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Even though he had already been sucked off twice that day, her expert use of her cunt was drawing yet another load of seething cum from his nuts.
"LORD, KATHY, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! SCREW LIKE A WHORE! C'MON, BABY! GIVE IT ALL YOU'VE GOT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF! UNF! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
"HANG ON, HONEY! SO AM I! OOOHHH, FFFUUUCCCKKK! UH! UH! UH! KATHY! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! DAMN! DAMN! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!''
Ben's muscles tensed, then he shivered as his flaming load of jism spurted from his tool. The jetting geyser emptied him, draining all his vitality, and when the eruption slowed to a trickle, he was completely spent. Slithering his wilting cock from Kathy's cream-filled vagina, he reeled to the table and sank down on a chair in a state of complete exhaustion.
Fuck juice drooled from Kathy's vacant hole and splashed on the floor between her feet as she bent her head and tried to regain her breath. She was still gasping for air when she tore paper towels from a roll and wiped her twat, then sopped up the puddle on the asphalt tiles.
"I'm going to the toilet, dear. Pour yourself another drink, and I'll wipe you off when I get back."
He nodded mutely, not having the energy to speak. He filled his glass, took a gulp, then lit a cigarette. While he waited for Kathy, he realized his sex life was beginning to be too much for a man his age. It was a well known fact that screwing strange stuff had brought on many a coronary attack to men beyond their mid-forties. There was no doubt about it. He would have to slow down, whether he liked it or not.
"Here we go, lover," Kathy said, returning with a warm wash cloth. She bent over him and washed off his limp tool with care, then tucked his soft joint away and zipped him up. After giving him a quick kiss, she stepped to the door to the garage and tossed the cloth atop the washer, then came back to join him at the table. "You look terrible, sweetheart," she said, noticing the tired lines around his eyes. "Don't tell me one little fuck wore you out that much."
He couldn't tell her about Wanda and Jill. Not yet, anyway, if at all. "No. Too much on my mind, I guess. I'm not sleeping very well."
"Probably not eating the way you should, either. Well, I've whipped up a meal that should solve that problem. Let's have another pitcher of martinis; then well eat."
As they sat there drinking, listening to the kids shouting and laughing in the back yard, they talked of their respective businesses, profits, rising costs, anything except his divorce and their proposed marriage. Finally, Kathy set the dining room table, checked on the food in the oven, and called the children in.
Over dinner Ben unobtrusively studied Kathy's young son. He was a stocky boy, rather tall, with reddish-brown hair and intelligent brown eyes. He was very well mannered for not having a father to keep him in line. Ben had to admit to a slight twinge of jealousy when he thought of him plowing Kathy's juicy cunt, and wondered if the lad appreciated the unique situation he lived with.
"You kids can go back out and play," Kathy said when they were finished. "Honey, they're showing Ben Hur on channel six in a few minutes. Want to watch it?"
The combination of the wild fuck, the drinks and the big meal had made Ben loggy, and he really didn't feel like driving home at that moment. "Sure. I've seen it twice, but I'd like to see it again."
"Good. I'll just leave the dishes here and clean it up during commercials."
He didn't make it all the way through the movie. Near the halfway point, he leaned his head back and fell asleep almost at once. Kathy didn't bother to wake him until it was over and nearly five o'clock. Then she shook him gently.
"Ben? Ben, dear! I think you ought to go to bed."
Rousing slowly and rubbing his eyes, Ben muttered, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Call Jill in, will you? We'll get going right away.
"Certainly. I only wish you weren't so tired. I'd like to have you tell me what's going on with the girls ... and Wanda."
"Maybe tomorrow, when I'm rested up. I'll know more then, anyway."
"Of course, dear. I'll get Jill in."
They said their good-byes and climbed in the car. Ben yawned most of the way home and rubbed his grainy eyes. He felt totally depleted, and promised himself another hot shower as soon as they got back to the apartment.
"Daddy," Jill asked, "why does Kathy keep calling you 'darling' and 'honey' and things like that?"
"She's a very good friend, kitten. A very close friend."
"Do you like her a lot?"
"Yes, I do. Do you?"
"I suppose. She's sure a good cook. And her house is really neat."
When they reached the apartment, Ben went directly to his bedroom to strip and put on his robe. Then he stepped into the bath and took a shower, first hot, then cold, then hot again. By the time he stepped out, most of the grogginess had left him, and he felt more human again.
As he passed through the living room on the way to mix himself a highball, he noticed a pained expression on Jill's face. She was sitting gingerly on the edge of a chair, watching TV.
"What's the matter, baby?"
"I think I was out in the sun too long today. I'm not burned, but it sure feels uncomfortable."
He stepped over to her and saw that the vast expanse of bare skin was a bright pink. "We can take care of that, honey. I've got some excellent lotion for sunburn. Go in the bedroom and take all your clothes off. I'll be in in a minute."
He made himself a tall drink, stopped off at the bathroom for the ointment, then went into the bedroom. Jill was lying on her stomach on the bed, stripped. Putting his glass on the nightstand, he uncapped the tube and began applying the lotion to her pink and white body.
"Ooohhh," she simpered, "that feels nice and cool."
"In a few seconds it won't hurt at all."
While he rubbed her legs and back, his eyes were on her pert buttocks, the deep cleft separating them, and the dark ringlets of hair that curled in her crotch. Though it wasn't necessary, he let his hand glide over her asscheeks and down into the valley between her thighs, feeling the intense heat exuding from her virgin quim.
"Roll over now, Jill, and I'll do your front."
When she twisted onto her back with her legs slightly splayed, Ben's prick leaped to a painful erection. Her tits pointed into the air like two rose-capped mountains, and the light vee of downy hair covering her pelvis stood out against her alabaster skin.
"Do it all over, Daddy," she murmured, her eyes closed. "It feels good!"
"All right, kitten."
His hand moved greasily over her tender young body, lingering over her snow white tits and pink thighs. The loosely tied robe had fallen open, and his cock was standing straight up from his pelvis, dancing and jumping as he massaged his daughter's curvaceous figure.
Damn! he thought angrily. I can't go again! Not today! Oh, Jesus, what am I letting myself in for?
Knowing it would only make matters worse, he still couldn't resist placing his hand on her virgin, pubescent cunt and fondling the lips of Jill's twat, well aware of the delights available in the deep crevice between them. He was able to check an impulse to finger-fuck her only by reminding himself that she was only eleven, and that he might scare the living daylights out of her if he tried.
"Uuummm!" she moaned. "That's nice, too, Daddy! Uuummm! I feel a lot better already! Ooohhh! You're fingers tickle me down there! UUUHHH! UUUHHH!"
It was going too far. For both of them. He recapped the tube, took a long swig from his drink, then moved towards the door. "I'll bring you the Sunday funnies, baby. You can read them while you lay there and let that lotion soak in."
When he returned with the papers, he had covered his hard-on, and retreated immediately back to the living room. Settling back in his chair, he went through the sports section first, then picked up the front section for the world and national news. It didn't take long for him to realize what he was reading wasn't sinking in. All he could think about was that naked figure on his bed with her cunt open and her tits pointed at the ceiling.
Tossing the paper aside in disgust, he parted his robe and stared at the thick, distended prick that was torturing him. He curled his hand around the shaft and gazed at the swollen purple head while he stroked it sensuously. Then he closed his eyes and pictured himself fucking Jill's delicious cunt, sliding his aching tool into the dark, slippery depths of her girlishly tight vagina. He could almost feel her lush tits squashed against his chest as he pumped his joint slowly, luxuriating in the feel of controlled masturbation.
"Daddy, I hate to bother you again but ... OH!" She saw his hand moving up and down on his penis and gaped at it.
His eyes snapped open and he saw her through a haze, standing naked in the doorway to the hall. There was no point in concealing his actions. She had already seen what he was doing.
"What is it, honey?" he asked, not bothering to remove his fist from his dick.
"I ... I itch like crazy down there," she said meekly, pointing to her cunny. "Mom gave me some stuff to put on it, but I forgot to bring it with me. Do you have something I could use?"
Something snapped in his brain as he released his tool and got to his feet slowly, gazing at Jill's enticingly flawless form that seemed to draw him to her inexorably. After Nan, he knew he would never rest until he had Jill, too. Her naked, youthful body was like an offered drink to an alcoholic, and he refused to accept the thought of any repercussions.
Walking over to her, he put an arm around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her with all the passion that was rending his body and soul. "I'll take care of it for you, darling," he said softly. "C'mon in the bedroom. You'll like what I'm going to do."
She was dumfounded by his look and the strange way he was acting toward her, but she followed him willingly, burning with inquisitiveness as to what he was going to do, especially since she had caught him in the act of playing with his penis. She offered no resistance when he laid her down on the bed with her ass on the very edge, and watched with interest as he shrugged out of his robe and knelt between her feet.
"What are you going to do, Daddy?" she asked without a trace of fear.
"I'm going to lick you, baby," he replied hoarsely. "I'm going to show you how a man loves a girl."
"Ooohhh, WOW! Honest?" She didn't know exactly what he meant, but it sounded like fun.
Ben lifted her legs and draped them down his back. Then, as his hands moved up across her abdomen and stomach to cover her firm titties, he pushed his face forward into her open crotch and began kissing the pouting lips of her pussy, her pelvis, and the insides of her thighs.
He was breathing heavily when he finally concentrated on the slit of her twat. When he parted her thick outer lips with his tongue and began lapping at the slick inner folds and creases, his hot exhalations blew up her vagina and swirled around her puckered anus. Then he took her tiny clitoris between his lips and began to suck on it gently.
"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? OH, JEEZ! THAT'S TOO MUCH! IT TAKES MY BREATH AWAY! GOLLY! HHHUUUHHH! OOOHHH! DAD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! YOU'RE MAKING ME FEEL ALL WILD INSIDE! I CAN'T STAND IT! DON'T! NOT ANY MORE! PLEASE! HHHUUUHHH! OOOHHH!"
To the young girl, it was like a fantastic tickle that she couldn't stop, spreading like wildfire through her body and making her vision blur. She could feel it down to her toes, but especially in her nipples that began to tingle maddeningly. Her flat abdomen was jumping with palpitations, but she had absolutely no control over them.
"UUUMMMFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUMMM!"
( Ben was squeezing the head of his prick now with his thumb and forefinger to keep from cumming and kneading her tiny tits with his other hand as he delved deep into her vaginal orifice with his tongue. He darted it in and out of her sheath, letting her cunt-honey seep over it, into his mouth.
"GGGAAAHHH! DAD! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! PLEASE! OH, GOD, PLEASE! I'M SHAKING ALL OVER! DADDY! FUNNY THINGS ARE HAPPENING INSIDE ME! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!"
She was thrashing, twisting and writhing, yet being careful not to move her pussy away from his searching tongue. Her heels were beating a tattoo on his back and her arms were flailing the air. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before, and she didn't know whether to shriek with glee or cry.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Ben's viselike grip on the tip of his organ quelled the desire to ejaculate momentarily, and he devoted his entire attention to orally fucking Jill to a climax. The urgent desire to fuck her was gnawing at him, and he wasn't sure he could hold back once he had made the young nymph cum.
When she began grinding her cunt against his face, Ben knew he had brought her off. She tensed, squeezed his head with her thighs, then lurched off the bed to press her twat against his mouth as hard as she could. Then she suddenly went limp, and her twitching legs fell from his shoulders, her feet thumping when they hit the floor.
"Whhheeew! Lord, Dad! What did you do to me? Ooohhh! I can't stop shivering! GOSH!"
Ben rose up slowly on watery legs and fought to bring air into his lungs. Bringing Jill to orgasm only heightened his near-insane yearning for the girl. Struggling with his ravenous and incestuous fervor was useless. If it didn't happen now, it would before she left anyway, and any further waiting would be too much to bear.
"Slide up on the bed, honey," he said gratingly. "Put your head on the pillow and spread your legs."
Still woozy from her turgid climax, Jill didn't have the energy or the inclination to question or argue. She pushed herself up as he asked, then waited with her chest rising and falling rapidly as he crawled up between her legs and laid down on top of her. It wasn't until she felt the hot hard nose of his prick on her pussy that she realized that he was going to do something strange and perhaps terrifying to her.
"Dad," she whimpered, almost pleadingly, "I think I've had enough for a while. Can't we just lay here and rest?"
He silenced her by putting his mouth over hers and probing her lips with his tongue. Balanced on his elbows and knees, he moved his cock around until it was in the slippery canyon of her cunt, then he slid it up and down her slash until the head was covered with her lubricating mucous. He found her drooling orifice, and pressed the tip of his straining staff against it.
"Honey," he whispered into her ear, breathing the sweet scent of her hair, "I'm going to go inside you with my cock. You'll feel just a little pain, and then it'll be wonderful. Believe me. Nan did, and she loved it."
Nan did!" The idea of her sister doing something like this seemed impossible. She would never...! No, she couldn't! It wasn't like her at all! "Did she do the other, too!"
"Yes, sweetheart. She and I made love just like you and I are doing now. You want to see what it's like, don't you?"
Recovering from the initial shock, it didn't take Jill long to decide that she wasn't going to let Nan get the better of her in anything, especially her father's love. Whatever her sister could do, she could, no matter what it was.
"Yes, Daddy, I do. Do to me what you did to Nan. I want to love you, too."
"Good girl." He slipped his hands under her shoulders and braced his knees. "Wrap your legs around me, darling. It'll be a lot easier that way."
"All right." She threw both her amrs and legs around him, locking her hands and ankles while she nuzzled her face into his throat. "I'm ready, Dad."
"I'll do it slowly, honey, and as easy as I can."
The head of his cock forced her cuntal sphincter to expand, then he was inside her. Pushing it in with even pressure, he felt her hymen as his dick passed through it, but it was much more open than Nan's had been. Probably because Jill did more physical exercise than her sister. The young girl winced, but didn't cry out until he had his prick impaled to the root in her twat and the tip of his joint was pressing against her uterus.
"Aaarrrggghhh! DAD! God, It feels so HUGE inside me! As though you had your whole arm in there! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, WOW! I don't know if I can take it! Is that all? Are you all the way in? GOD! OOOOHHH! OOOHHH!"
"Relax, kitten! Don't fight it! Just concentrate on seeing what it feels like when I start pumping it! Go limp, and just give yourself to Daddy!"
"Okay. I'm trying! Hhhuuuhhh! It does hurt a little, Daddy! Take it easy? Please? Hhhuuunnnggghhh! AAAHHH! AAAHHH! Jeepers, I feel so FULL! It's all right now! Go ahead!"
Ben brushed his lips over her neck and shoulder as he began thrusting his cock in and out of her with steady, rhythmic motions, feeling the tight walls of her sheath cling to his dick as though it was reluctant to let him go. On each inward thrust, when his pelvis flattened her pussy lips and his tool jammed against her womb, she jerked, but gave no outward signs of pain.
"Ooohhh, baby!" he moaned. "You're terrific! You're so hot and juicy inside! UUUNNNGGG! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! Damn, kitten, your cunt is TIGHT! Can you feel it? Can you feel my cock?"
"Uh huh! It makes me tingle all over! It's really deep, isn't it? God! Hhhuuuhhh! Ooohhh! You can do it faster if you want! I won't mind! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Jeez, Daddy, you're super! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!"
He was much too hot to hold his jizz back for long, and he hoped Jill would be able to climax soon. He wriggled his hips, making his pecker penetrate every niche and cranny in the gooey slick tunnel that was clasping his rod like a fist while his balls slapped noisily against her bung hole.
"FUCK, JILL! PLEASE, BABY, FUCK! MOVE AROUND ON DADDY'S COCK! TWIST ON IT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, HONEY, I'M GOING TO SHOOT OFF IN A MINUTE! I CAN'T STOP IT! RELAX AND LET IT HAPPEN! WE CAN BOTH CUM AT THE SAME TIME! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! OOOHHH, FUCK, KITTEN! FUCK DADDY!"
"I DON'T KNOW HOW, DADDY!" she sobbed. "THE SAME THING IS HAPPENING AGAIN, THOUGH! LIKE WHEN YOU LICKED ME! I FEEL ALL FUNNY DOWN BY MY TUMMY! HHHUUUHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! DAD! OOOHHH, DADDY! WHAT SHOULD I DO? GGGAAAHHH! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
He was pouring it to her now, cramming his distended organ through her tube until it hit against her womb, withdrawing it, then slamming it in again. It shouldn't be possible, but for the fourth time that day he was going to loose a load of seething jism, and it was going to be as pleasurable as each of the preceding times.
"I'M ... CCCUUUMMMIIINNNGGG ... BABY! NOW! FEEL IT SHOOT INTO YOU! FFFUUUCCCKKK! UH! UH! UH! UH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! JILL! MY LORD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! AAAGGGHHH!"
The instant the heated stream of fuck juice spewed against her uterus, Jill reacted like a wild demon. Her nails raked his back, her legs scissored his waist then shot into the air, and she bit his shoulder as shuddering tremors racked her body. Raising up on her shoulders, she jammed her cunny on his spurting dick and squealed with giddy elation.
Ben slumped down against her, burying his face in her fanned-out tresses while he sucked air into his tortured lungs. His heart was hammering a mile a minute in his chest, and he was soaked with perspiration. It took all of his effort to snake his dick from his daughter's twat and roll over limply onto his back.
Jill laid there quietly, staring at the ceiling as she tried to reconstruct exactly what had taken place. It was undoubtedly the most magnificent thing that had ever happened to her, yet now that it was over, she felt curiously empty and void, as though some part of her was missing. And that feeling wasn't just between her legs, it was all over.
"Might be a good idea if you took a shower, honey," Ben said tonelessly. "Then I'll take one, and we'll see if we can scrape up something to eat."
"I'm not hungry right now, but I probably will be by then." Jill swung her legs over the side of the bed and got up. "Shall I put my clothes back on?"
"No, I don't think so. We might as well be comfortable, hadn't we? Go ahead. I'll have a drink while I'm waiting."
When he heard the bathroom door close, Ben sat up, feeling a little lightheaded. He waited until the room stopped revolving, then made his way to the kitchen, picking up his glass in the living room on the way. Taking down the brandy, which he knew was good for the blood, he poured a glass half full, added ice, then shuffled to the living room and sat down.
Going over the events of the day, it was difficult for him to believe it had happened. Wanda sucking him, sticking her in the ass; Jill giving him a terrific blow-job; ramming his dick into Kathy in her kitchen; then finally eating and fucking Jill. If he had been fifteen, even ten, years younger, he would have reflected on it all with a certain amount of pride. As it was, he was a bit proud, but he was also a very weary man, doubtful whether he could perform the next day at all.
He was thinking about some of the medications that one or two of the pharmaceutical salesmen had touted as being very good for the rejuvenation of the gonads when a thought suddenly struck him and he slapped a palm to his forehead.
In the midst of gratifying all his carnal impulses, he had given no thought to birth control for the girls!!!
"Oh, Jesus!" he muttered. "Tomorrow for sure! My God, if one of them got pregnant...! How could I have been so stupid?"
With that, he tossed off his drink and went to make another, shaking his head all the way.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Jill stayed in the shower a full forty-five minutes, washing her hair and soaking under the pelting spray while Ben fretted in the living room about the possibility of one or both of his young daughters being knocked up. When she finally came out to put her hair up in rollers, he was in no mood to exchange pleasantries, and was actually more curt with her than he intended.
He pissed and took a quick shower, then was applying shaving cream to his face when Jill opened the door and spoke to him shyly. "Mom's on the phone, Dad. She wants to talk to you, and she says it's important."
"All right, honey, I'll be right out." After rinsing his hands, he strode stark naked into the kitchen with foam all over his cheeks to pick up the receiver.
"Ben, I'm sorry to bother you," Wanda said, "but I've reached a decision, and I thought you'd want to know about it right away."
He detected a queer note in her voice, and a wave of apprehension came over him. "Okay, Wanda, what is it?"
After a pause, she said tiredly, "I've come to the conclusion that I've been a complete flop, both as a mother and a wife. I've given it a lot of thought, and it's pretty plain that neither of the girls want to stay with me. I'm sure both of them would much rather stay with you, and I'm ready to give them up without a fight."
Ben was struck dumb by her statement, and had a difficult time finding his voice. Then he said, "Wanda, are you sure? You're not going to change your mind later on and cause trouble?"
"No. I promise. My decision is final. That's why I wanted to speak to you this evening. If you'll have that boy who works for you, Danny, move both of us with the delivery truck tomorrow, you can have the house back and I'll take over your apartment. Since you'll have the girls, you'll need more room. Is that fair enough?"
He was so taken aback he could scarcely believe his ears. "I think that's more than fair, Wanda. I must say it comes as quite a surprise. Have you told Nan?"
"Yes. Just a few minutes ago. You can explain things to Jill. I'll call my lawyer first thing in the morning, and get that part settled." There was a faint sob on the line. "Ben?" ' "Yes?"
"I'm really very sorry things worked out like this. I'd give anything if it hadn't happened this way. Do you believe me?"
For the first time in many years, Ben felt sincere compassion for his attractive wife. What she was doing took a lot of courage, and though he could never go back to her, he had to admire her. If she had only been that considerate earlier, everything would have been different today.
"Yes, I believe you, Wanda. I'll make things as easy as I can for you. Danny will be there in the morning to help you move. I want to thank you for being so damned nice. You won't have a bit of trouble from me. Good-bye, and good luck."
When he hung up the phone, Ben was so weak he could hardly stand. Wanda's change of heart coming out of the blue like that had rocked him badly. He went back to the bathroom to finish shaving, his mind muddled and his hands shaking. Everything was going to be perfect now, and his future looked brighter than it had for a long time.
Jill was curled up on the couch when he returned to the living room, watching TV drowsily. He sat down and lit a cigarette and cleared his throat. "Jill, that call from your mother was about you girls. She's decided you'd be better off with me, and that we should move back in the house. Care to make a comment?"
The naked girl sat up slowly and smiled. "I kinda thought that's the way it would work out. Nan did, too. Mom loves us, but not as much as you do. It showed."
"You won't mind, then? I don't mean now; I mean later on? I still have to take care of the store, so you and Nan will have to manage the household duties, you know."
"We can handle it between the two of us. At least as good as mom ever did."
Ben grinned cheerily. "I'm glad to hear you say that. Makes me feel a lot better. I'll tell you what. I've been saving a bottle of champagne for a special occasion. Why don't we open it and celebrate?"
"Jeez, that'd be neat! I've never tasted it before!"
Going to the kitchen, Ben retrieved the bottle from the crisper in the refrigerator where he had tucked it away and brought it back to the living room along with two glasses. He poured the wine ceremoniously, then they toasted each other.
"Boy, this is really good!" Jill commented. "It tastes almost like pop!"
"Take it easy, hon. It's pretty potent."
by the time they had finished watching the hour long program, they had both consumed three glasses of the sparkling liquid, and Jill was becoming slightly tipsy. She looked at him solemnly as he poured, then asked, "Daddy, what were you and mom doing when Nan and I got back from church this morning?"
He flushed, slightly embarrassed. "I, well ... I was having intercourse with your mother, but in a different way than I did with you."
"Oh?" she said, remaining standing next to his elbow. "How, different? I don't get it."
Ben felt a pang of shame, but knowing that she would find out about ass-fucking sooner or later, decided it would be better if the explanation came from him. "I had my penis in her rectum, Jill. It's just another way that couples make love."
"Really? Is it just like ... the other? I mean, doesn't it hurt an awful lot?"
"No, baby. A lot of girls like it that way." He was about to add that a lot of guys do too, but elected not to go into that.
"I don't think I could ever do that. Gosh, sometimes it even hurts to have a bowel movement when I'm constipated." She eyed his thick stiff prick and shuddered, imagining what it would feel like to have that immense organ driving up into her intestines.
He was thinking about it too, and his tool began to jump. "I don't think you'd find it as bad as it sounds, honey. Put your glass down and turn around and I'll show you."
"You're not going to...?" she asked hesitantly, setting her drink on the end table.
"No, kitten. I'm just going to put my finger in to show you what it's like. Doctors do it all the time when they give people examinations. Just back up to me and bend way over. If it bothers you, I'll stop."
The young girl had had just enough to drink to give her courage that she wouldn't normally have had. She moved around between his parted legs, spread her feet, then bent over almost double. Placing her hands on her knees, she peered back between her thighs at his solid, distended cockmuscle and the hairy scrotum that was resting on the chair cushion.
"Like this, Daddy?"
"Yes, that's fine."
Ben sucked on his thumb to wet it with saliva, then pressed it through her anal sphincter and into her colon. When it was impaled to the last knuckle, he inserted his index finger in her vagina, holding, the young lass in bowling ball fashion, touching his digits together through the thin membrane that separated her rectum from her cuntal sheath.
"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "Gosh! That feels SUPER! Won't I get your thumb all dirty?"
"I don't mind, sweetheart. I only want you to enjoy it. I'm going to push my fingers in and out now. Take it easy and see how good it feels."
His cock was leaping in his lap as he began fucking both of her orifices, spearing his digits into her and twirling them around inside her. Jill didn't move for a while until she was certain there would be no pain involved, then she started gyrating her ass, squirming on her father's joy-giving fingers.
"Jjjeeeeeezzz, Daddy! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! This is as good as what we did in bed! It makes me prickle all over! Hhhuuuhhh! Oh, wow! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh! Did you do this to Nan, too? Gggaaahhh! It's almost too much! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
"No, kitten, I haven't done this to Nan yet, but I will! God, you're so damn juicy! And your rectum is so tight! I love to caress you, Jill! You're such a sweet girl! You're my perfect little angel! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Watching his cream-covered index finger and his brown-streaked thumb, Ben was astonished that he had the urge to fuck again, even after the long and sex-filled day. His balls were bloated, and his dick was beginning to ache. It seemed impossible, but his nuts were already manufacturing another load of jizz.
"Jill," he rasped, "do you think you could take it now? Could you sit in my lap and take my penis inside you?"
"In my butt?" She whimpered fearfully, wanting to feel his penis there, but still reluctant. "I ... I don't know, Dad! Would you take it real easy and stop if I asked you to?"
"Of course I would, honey. Surely you don't flunk I'd want to hurt you intentionally."
"No, I guess you wouldn't. All right. We can try it."
Ben was shaking with anticipation as he extracted his fingers and grasped her by the waist. Pulling her back onto his lap, he wet the end of his pole with her cuntal fluid, then touched the swollen tip to her bung. His legs twitched spastically as he let her down slowly, expanding her tight sphincter with his bulbous cockhead and then his shaft.
"DADDY! OH, GOD! IT'S TEARING ME! AAARRRGGGHHH! JEEPERS! I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN TAKE IT! GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH! OOOHHH! IT ONLY HURTS AT MY HOLE, THOUGH! INSIDE IT FEELS WONDERFUL! WOW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
"Relax, baby! You're too tense! Loosen up, and it'll be fine in a minute!"
Taking both her hands, he placed one on his balls and the other on her pussy. Then, letting his dick soak in her rectum, he showed her silently how to fondle his testicles and massage her cunny. Within thirty seconds, she was doing both on her own, and he began kneading her firm tits while she caressed her twat and his nuts.
"That's it, darling!" he groaned, heaving gently off the chair cushion to slither his prick in and out of her clenching asshole. "Uuunnnggghhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! See? It's not nearly as bad as you expected, is it? God, honey! Oh, Christ! I'm going to blow off again pretty soon! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Jill had wormed a finger into her pussy and could feel his peter as he stabbed it in and out of her colon. Lubricating mucous was drizzling out past her embedded digit and dripping onto her hand and his balls. All that, plus his squeezing on her tits, was making her frantic with feverish rapture. That exhilarating sensation was growing again in her groin, and flaming electric impulses were racing to her nerve ends.
"DAD! OH, MY GOD! HHHUUUHHH! YOU'RE DOING IT TO ME AGAIN! I FEEL SO FUNNY I CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT! HHHUUUHHH! HHHUUUHHH! OH, DADDY! I JUST KEEP GETTING WETTER AND WETTER! I CAN'T HARDLY CATCH MY BREATH! HUH ... HUH ... HUH ... HUH! AAAHHH! AAAHHH!"
With Jill's frantic bucking on his dick and her tiny hand toying with his balls, Ben could contain his cum no longer. He stiffened in the chair, dropped his hands to grip the arms, then jerked as seething jizz spouted from his cock like water from a fire hose and flooded the girl's rectum. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, DAMN! JILL! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UH! UH! UNF! UNF! UNF!"
She felt his splashing eruption, then orgasm ripped through her lithe young body, making her quake with epileptic-like spasms. The convulsions continued to rack her for several seconds, then she sagged forward with her elbows on her knees, fighting to recover her composure.
Ben leaned back in the chair and began absently running his hands lightly over his daughter's back, waist and hips. There was no doubt about his physical condition now. He was thoroughly depleted. His spent pecker softened in Jill's asshole, allowing cum to ooze out onto his pelvis.
"I guess I'll have to take another shower," he muttered, "then I'm going to hit the sack. I'm completely bushed."
"I'll wait till you're through, then take another one, too," she said, standing on quivering legs, thighs and rump glistening with fuck juice. "When are we going to move back in the house?"
"Tomorrow morning, I suppose." He drained his glass and got up. "I'll probably be asleep by the time you get to bed. Don't stay up late. Turn everything off and lock up, will you?"
"Sure." She watched him reel into the hallway, then started straightening up. It still wasn't clear to her whether what they were doing was right, but she felt she must accept his word for it, especially since her sister had evidently committed the same acts. Truthfully, it wasn't all that bad. In fact, it was fun. Still, she had reservations she couldn't quite shake.
The following morning Jill bounded out of bed while Ben was still asleep, made a quick trip to the bathroom, then went to start breakfast, knowing it was going to be a busy day. She was in the process of scrambling eggs, her nakedness covered by only a small dish towel while Ben walked into the kitchen, scratching his head sleepily.
"Almost ready, Dad," she said brightly.
He nodded silently and sank down onto a chair, feeling the aches caused by yesterday's activities in the very marrow of his bones. Accepting a cup of coffee, he lit a cigarette and stared out the window with bleary eyes.
"We'll have to pack our things first, then go to the store," he said. "I've got to have Danny pick the stuff up here, then go over to the house and move your mother."
"Okay." Jill brought his breakfast to the table. "Boy, it'll sure be nice to be back into my room again. I've missed it."
Sensing his condition, she let him eat in silence, then did up the dishes while he dressed and stowed his clothes away in suitcases. A little over an hour later they had everything boxed up and Ben had perked up considerably. Leaving the things for Danny, he then headed for the drug store.
Ben told Jill to wait for him at the soda fountain counter, where there were already several scantily clad young girls sitting, gave young Danny instructions on the move, then went back to the pharmacy area to get the things he wanted and check in with George Harte, the other pharmacist he employed.
"Jesus, am I glad you dropped by," George said. "I'm swamped this morning. How about helping me catch up?"
"Right." After stuffing a bottle of testesterone in his pocket along with a bottle of birth control pills and a packet of rubbers, Ben grabbed up a stack of prescriptions and began filling them.
As he worked, Ben was unable to keep his eyes from drifting over the fountain counter, and without consciously doing so, started comparing the other girl's bodies to his daughter's. As he had a good nights sleep and a hearty breakfast, his genitals were back in fucking condition, and he found himself getting a hard-on. He concealed it well for the next two hours while he helped George, then managed to make it go down before he picked up Jill and left.
"Are we going straight to the house?" Jill asked when they were in the car.
"Might as well. Your mother will probably be gone by now."
Wanda's car was nowhere to be seen when they pulled into the driveway, nor was the store's delivery truck. Ben and Jill walked up to the front door and let themselves in. Nan was lounging in a living room chair, nursing a tall glass of orange juice.
"Hi, baby. When did you mother leave?"
"Oh, about fifteen minutes ago." Nan's eyes were red and puffy, and she wasn't her usual vivacious self. "I've put everything away except Jill's things. They're in her room."
"I'll go take care of them," the younger girl said. "See you in a little bit."
Ben went to get a cold beer, then returned. He sat down across from his older daughter and looked at her curiously. "You look like you're upset, honey. What's wrong?"
Nan set her glass aside. "Didn't mom tell you when she called you last night?"
"No. All she said was that she was giving you girls up. Was there anything else she should have told me?"
The girl nodded and sniffed. "It was my fault, Dad. Part of it, anyway." ' "What happened?"
"Well, mom was kinda drunk when you and Jill left yesterday. Then she got worse. She kept talking about sex, and said if ... if she didn't have a climax, she'd just die. I couldn't understand what she was saying half the time."
Ben was getting the picture, and hated making her talk about it, but he had to know for sure. "Then what happened?"
Nan adjusted her thin halter as though she was ashamed to show her body, then twined her hands in her lap and stared at them. "I thought she was going ape for a while. Really! Then she took me in her bedroom and made me undress. She took off her robe, then we got in bed."
by this time, dry sobs were shaking the girl's shoulders. "I see. Go on."
"She ... she made me put two fingers in her down there. She was moaning and crying and told me she wanted me to jack her off. God, I didn't know what to do! After a little while, she yelled a couple of times, then ... oh, Jeez, Dad, she made me lick down there! All over between her legs!" Tears were streaming down Nan's cheeks. "I didn't want to, but she made me! She kept calling me her 'lover', and her 'darling'. It shook me up real bad."
"I'm sure it did, sweetheart," he said, getting up to walk over and pat her on the bare shoulder comfortingly. "It's all over now, baby. It won't happen again."
"What won't happen again?" Jill asked, entering the room.
Before Ben could stop her, Nan blurted out, "Mom made me lick her between her legs and put my fingers in her!"
"Honest!" Jill's eyes bulged. "Gosh!"
"We won't talk about it any more," Ben said gruffly. "It's done with, and I want you both to forget what happened. All that matters now is that we're together and living in our own house."
Nan rose, still tearful, and wrapped her arms around her dad. "Hold me? Please? Just for a minute? I don't want to think about it, but I can't help it. It was so ... so DIRTY! Mom passed out afterwards, and when she woke up, I told her off. That's when she called you. God, Dad, if I'd kept my mouth shut, you two still might have gotten back together."
"No, we wouldn't have. Don't blame yourself. We were bound to split up, and nothing could have stopped it. Go wash your face, now. Jill, open a couple bottles of pop."
Resuming his seat, Ben rubbed his eyes and forehead as he tried to decide what course of action to take. It wouldn't do any good to raise hell with Wanda. At any rate, he wouldn't feel right about it after what he had done to the girls. The only alternative would be to explain things to the girls so they would both understand what it was all about and Nan wouldn't feel so guilty.
The question was, where to start? Through his own carnal lust he had shown them most of the sexual acts that could take place between a male and female, but how in the hell could he even begin to explain homosexual tendencies to girls so young and innocent?
"I'm all right now, Daddy," Nan said, coming back with her face freshly scrubbed but still showing the signs of crying around her eyes. "I didn't sleep much last night, though. I was scared mom would make me do that awful stuff again."
When Jill returned with two bottles of orange soda, Ben said, "I think we're going to have to have a little talk. There are some things neither of you simply don't know about, and possibly others that you don't understand. First off, there's the matter of what you girls and I have been doing together."
Nan threw him a surprised glance and croaked, "Jill, too?"
"Yes, both of you. Now, there are some people who believe what we've been doing is wrong, but I don't happen to think so. How about you?"
The girls exchanged long, searching looks, then Nan said, "I wasn't sure at first, but after what mom did, I'm beginning to wonder if all parents don't do things like that with their kids."
"Daddy," Jill said meekly, "how come you want to do stuff like that with us? I mean, we're just kids. I like it and everything, but I just don't understand it."
There was no way Ben could go into the myriad of reasons and have them realize his incestuous passion. That would have to come later when they were older and their relationships were stabilized. For the moment, he could only put it the simplest way possible.
"Because I love you both very much."
CHAPTER NINE
Ben carefully watched their reactions as he took a swig of beer and lit a cigarette. Both their expressions were bland, only a slight interest showing as they waited expectantly for him to continue. Jill sipped on her pop while Nan crossed and uncrossed her shapely legs.
"I suppose," he said gravely, "that if we're going to discuss this, we should at least use the terms that you'll probably be hearing more often than others. Most people don't use the medical terms to describe the genitals and various sex acts."
"You mean kinda like that stuff they write on bathroom walls?" Nan asked.
"That's right. That's not the place for them, but nuts with hang-ups write them there anyway. Words like that should be used only by people sincerely in the act of making love."
"You said naughty words to me," Jill said. "Are those some of them?"
He bobbed his head. "Yes. A man's penis, the thing I stuck in both of you, is called a cock, a prick, an organ, a joint, things like that. The testicles hanging between my legs are called balls, nuts, and a few other choice words. Got that?"
When they both nodded, he went on. "Now, that area covered with hair down by your legs is called a pussy, or a cunt, or a twat or snatch. Your breasts are titties or boobs or jugs. All of these words go back a long way in history, and to my knowledge no one has ever tracked them all down to see exactly how they started."
"Are they dirty?" Nan asked. "I mean, is it bad to say them?"
"You shouldn't say them out in public, but it's all right to say them in your own home or when you're alone with someone."
"Well, heck," Nan retorted, "everybody says ass all the time. That's okay, isn't it?"
"Only sometimes. A piece of ass is intercourse, just like fucking or screwing. That's when a guy puts his prick in a girl. It's also called dicking, or getting a lay. That doesn't mean his putting his cock in her mouth, though. That's being sucked off or getting a blow-job. Am I making sense?"
"When a guy uses his hand, is that, uhhh, finger-fucking?"
"Yes. When he puts it in her anus, it's ass-fucking, Jill. And one thing I want to make very clear is that all these things are perfectly all right as long as both people want to do it. No sex act is bad if both persons like it."
Nan looked at her father with some dismay, reluctant to put the question that was plaguing her into words. Then she said, "Do you mean that what mom made me do was okay?"
Ben drew on his cigarette and blew the blue smoke at the ceiling before responding. "That's something else altogether, baby. A lot of women behave that way, at least once in their lives, but only a few do it regularly. I can't say it's bad. You certainly weren't hurt, and if it hadn't been for your attitude, you might have liked it."
"Do you really think so?" She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Maybe you're right. I was too shook up to make up my mind whether it was fun or not. All I can really remember is the smell of her ... cunt, and how wet it was."
Talking that way with the girls had aroused Ben, and the blood was pounding in his lengthening piston. As he switched his gaze from one to the other, a sensuous idea crept into his mind and solidified. He noticed that they were squirming slightly, and guessed that the discussion had effected them in much the same way.
"You girls are pretty close, aren't you? That is, you have a lot of affection for each other. Why don't you take off your clothes and make love? See whether it appeals to you or not."
Nan seemed shocked. "You mean like mom and I did? Right here in front of YOU?"
He shrugged, feigning indifference. "Why not? It'd give you a chance to become familiar with a girl's body and see how they're made. All cunts are pretty much the same, but it's difficult to examine yourself between your legs. I'm sure you'd find it interesting, if nothing else."
"But I've already seen mom," Nan whined. "It's nothing so special."
"But I haven't," Jill piped up. "C'mon, Nan. It's not like we were sneaking around or anything. Dad'll be right here."
Raw excitement built up inside Ben as he watched the luscious young nymphs eye each other. To see the two tender girls embrace passionately would inflame him so much there would be no need for the testesterone. The mere thought of it almost brought him off as he waited expectantly.
"All right," Nan agreed, "but no licking. We'll just look at each other. Okay?"
"Yes!" Jill jumped up and began to strip off her clothes while Nan moved more slowly, peeling off her halter, panties and shorts with reticence. While they were undressing, Ben started taking off his things also. The flaming desire clutching at his loins warned him that anything might happen, and he wanted to be ready.
Once naked, Jill wasted no time. She walked over to her sister, put her arms around her, and hugged her close, flattening their tits between them and grinding her cunt against Nan's pussy. The older girl was still unwilling at first, but then draped her arms over Jill's shoulders and began kissing her while their bodies melted together.
As he took in the mind-reeling sight before him, Ben wrapped a fist around his dancing prick and held it tightly. He didn't want to cum just yet, although he was nearly ready. Instead, he wanted to glory in the sight of his lovely daughters exciting each other to the point of searing frenzy. As he watched, they slowly sank to the floor, still locked together, and began feeling the other's tits and cunny, touching the sensitive areas delicately.
"Ooohhh, Nan!" Jill whimpered. "You're so soft and smooth! Tell me where to feel you, and I'll do it!"
"Between my thighs!" Nan moaned. "Feel my ... my pussy! Oh, right there! Hhhuuuhhh! Jeez, Jill! Aaaggghhh! Back away so I can suck your tits! Ooohhh! Ooohhh!"
Nan covered her sister's pointed nipple with her mouth and began sucking noisily on the fleshy cone. Her legs were parted, and Jill was probing a finger deep into her cuntal slash, teasing her hard little clit and rimming her hole.
Jill's bare ass was quivering while Nan sucked on her full orb and fondled her moist twat. They were so lost in their delicious lovemaking they had completely forgotten that their father was in the room. Their mouths and hands were making wet sounds that reverberated from the walls and made Ben clamp his thrumming dick even harder.
"SUCK MY TIT, NAN!" Jill squealed. "OH, GOD, SUCK IT! IT'S OUTTA SIGHT! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, WOW! IT'S AS GOOD AS IT IS WITH DAD! HHHUUUHHH! UUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH! OH! OH!"
This sight in the middle of the floor was driving Ben crazy with lust. He knew the youthful near-virgins were too inexperienced to bring each other to climax the way they were going about it, yet he hated to make them stop. The scene entranced him, and brought new surges of vigor into his balls. Still, if they weren't able to cum, they wouldn't understand the beauty of their actions.
Sliding to the floor, Ben crawled over to his daughters and put his arms around them. "It feels terrific, doesn't it? Now, let's try something else."
They turned to him with glazed, smoldering eyes, and Nan asked., "What, Daddy?"
"You know what it's like to eat a pussy, baby. Why don't you let Jill lick you while I fuck her? That way all of us will be able to have an orgasm."
Jill looked up at him doubtfully. "I don't know how. Jeez, I haven't even looked at her pussy yet."
"There's nothing to it, honey. Just lick that slit between her thighs that you've been rubbing."
"Okay, I'll try." Jill got to her knees and crawled around between her sister's legs. She stared down at the pink crevice fringed by blonde curls and gulped. Nan's cunt scent drifted up to her nose and got stronger as she bent low, stuck out her tongue, and started mouthing the slick pussyhole where dew-drops were clinging to the sides. She expected to be repulsed, doing it mainly to please her father, but found the cum-wet cleft tasty and flavorful.
"Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm!"
Nan put her hands on Jill's head and lurched upward at the first touch of the tongue on her twat. She could feel her sister's swaying titties brushing against the insides of her thighs and her long hair swishing around her crotch. It was one thing to have her father lick her, but quite another to have a girl do it, and she was filled with delirious elation.
"Lick me Jill! Ooohhh, please! Hhhuuuhhh! There! Ooohhh! Jeez, why didn't we do this before! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Gggaaahhh! Don't stop, kid! Jeepers! Ooohhh! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
Ben was watching Nan's pleasure-tortured face as he inched up behind Jill and rubbed his cockknob up and down her cuntal valley. The heat exuding from her vagina was intense, and he felt it even more when he took her by the hips, inserted the tip of his dick, then rammed it home to the hilt, jamming the end against her womb.
"AAARRRGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, FUCK, JILL! AAAGGGHHH! CHRIST, YOU WERE READY! HHHUUUHHHGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, DAMN! EAT YOUR SISTER, SWEETHEART! MAKE HER CUM THE WAY I DID YOU! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
Reaching around his youngest daughter, Ben covered Nan's huge tits with his hands and massaged them eagerly as he punched his rod deep into Jill's squishy sheath. The slurping noises she was making with her mouth were matched by the smacking of his pelvis on her firm, rounded buttocks. Jill's tight, slippery tunnel was caressing his joint like a fist, drawing jizz inexorably through his groin to his straining organ.
"UUUMMM! UUUMMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!"
With her mouth burrowed into Nan's steamy snatch, Jill was sloshing and slathering furiously while she backed against the monstrous cock that was impaling her from behind. Any ill thoughts she had had about gobbling a pussy had long since disappeared, and she was swabbing Nan's cuntal furrow with blind elation. She was on the verge of orgasm, and wanted her father and sister to go off at the same time.
"JJJIIILLLLLL! OH, LICK ME! I WANT TO CUM SO BAD! MAKE ME CUM, KID! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! MORE! MORE! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! DADDY! I WISH WE'D DONE THIS A LONG TIME AGO! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH!"
Ben couldn't hold back any longer. Scalding jism was swelling his pecker even more than it had been, and it had to be released. His hands tightened on Jill's waist, then he went rigid when the gusher of cum exploded from his cock to splash against her uterus and fill her expanded sheath.
Nan's feet were rubbing against Ben's calves as she humped her flaming pussy against her sister's greedy mouth. When she saw her father grimace and stiffen, she guessed correctly that he was shooting his semen into Jill's twat, and a turbulent orgasm flared out from her groin like a lightning bolt, forcing the air from her lungs and making her abdomen flutter and palpitate.
The younger girl was reeling under the effects of her sister's oozing, undulating cunny and the squirting penis in her twat. She scarcely heard their cries of intense pleasure as her own climax erupted, igniting flashing lights behind her squinched eyelids and causing her limbs to quake and vibrate.
When Ben wormed his wilting joint from Jill's pussy and saw his cum follow the head out and plop on the rug, he cursed himself silently. In his uninhibited rush to fuck, he had completely forgotten the rubbers he had conscientiously obtained from the drug store for the sole purpose of preventing the girl's pregnancy.
Then, while he got to his feet with an effort, he recalled that many of his doctor friends had obtained more narcotic drugs from him than was usual, and he was sure if anything did happen, he could have it taken care of.
Jill sat back on her haunches and wiped a hand across her cream-covered lips. "Gosh, that was something else! I didn't know I could get so bent out of shape doing something like that! Did it feel good, Nan?"
The older girl was flushed and shaky when she rolled over and pushed herself up. She felt a twinge of shame at the whorish way she had acted with her sister, and hoped it didn't show. After seating herself in a chair, she said quietly, "Yeah, kid. It was pretty nice. Better than I thought."
Standing up, Jill looked down at the puddle of cum on the carpet and the streaks of fuck-juice that were running down the insides of her legs. "I still feel a little weird. I'd better go clean up."
"That would be a good idea for both of you," Ben said. He lit a cigarette, then went into the kitchen for a beer.
He popped the top on the can, then leaned against the sink counter, gazing out the window with lusterless eyes. There was no getting away from it. Disgust with himself welled up inside him. It had been all right to dream about fucking the young girls that came into the store. There was no harm in that. But to yearn for his own daughters with such intensity, and to do what he had to them was not only intolerable, it was criminal.
Sure, he had made it sound perfectly normal and natural to them, but deep in his heart he knew better. What he had done was lewd, carnal and incestuous, and there was no denying it.
He might get away with it for a while, and fool them into satisfying his lustful cravings, but sooner or later they would find out just how lascivious his intent had been, and then they would probably hate him for it. Then, too, there was always the danger of someone discovering their actions, and the possibility of prosecution. All the factors involved didn't make for an easy conscience.
"Should we get dressed now, Daddy," Nan asked as the girls came into the kitchen, "or do you want us to stay this way?"
Ben's resolve and moral ethics faded rapidly as he stared at the two well-proportioned girls whose bodies were designed specifically for sexual enjoyment. Their swelling, pointed titties and ripe juicy cunts were too enticing to ignore. He felt caught up in a maelstrom, a whirling vortex from which there was no escape.
"No," he replied, despising his weakness, "you don't need to put your clothes on. We're not expecting anyone today, and we might as well be comfortable." He noticed a flicker of a smile on their lips as they watched his cock pulse to an erection.
"Is there anything special you wanted us to do?" Jill asked shyly.
"No, nothing in particular. Are you hungry?"
"Huh-unh, but Nan and me were talking in the bathroom. I was wondering if it'd be okay if she licked me. She said she would, and I want to see what it's like."
He sighed, set his beer can on the counter, and put out his cigarette. Without intending to, he had brought out their latent sexual urges to the point where they were now willing to try almost anything. As he looked at their childish innocent faces, it dawned on him that he had created a very precarious situation. If they weren't allowed to gratify their desires and curiosity at home, they would be forced to go elsewhere, and the problems that could pose would be horrendous!
"If that's what you want, I don't see why not," he replied grudgingly, knowing they would experiment with or without his permission. "Right now?"
"Yes!" Jill said quickly, her eyes brightening.
Nan averted her gaze. She had agreed only because Jill had done it to her, but she still wasn't too enthusiastic about it. It didn't seem right somehow that girls should do that.
Thinking of his daughters in a lesbianistic position aroused Ben rapidly, and he knew he would have to participate with them, jack off while he watched them, or suffer the pain of aching balls. He was about to suggest they go back to the living room and do what they had earlier when a new and more exciting idea occurred to him.
"All right, but let's all get in on it. Jill, you kneel down here in front of me and suck my cock. Nan, lie down on the floor and scoot your face under Jill's pussy."
Jill complied willingly, Nan reluctantly. The younger girl got down with her legs spread wide and gripped the base of her father's peter, smiling radiantly as she gazed at the massive shiny head of his dick. Nan stretched out on her back, then slid across the cool floor until her mouth was directly under his sister's girljuice-filled cunt crevice.
"Just sit on her mouth and let her eat you while you suck me off, honey," Ben said raspingly. Over Jill's rounded rump, he could see Nan's upthrusting conical tits with their rosy nipples, and farther down, the blonde, angelic curls that formed a vee over her pelvis and fringed her tender pussyslit.
Jill wet her lips with the tip of her tongue, then leaned forward to kiss and nibble at the tip of his prick, circling the crown and teasing the pee slit in the end that was seeping pre-cum. At the same time, she relaxed her leg muscles and lowered her tingling cunny onto Nan's face.
Nan took a deep breath as she watched her sister's pink slit come closer to her mouth. She was astonished to discover that Jill's cunt had a not unpleasant aroma, and that it was almost an exact replica of her mother's twat. The hard little nubbin of a clit, the petal-like inner folds, and the gaping orifice were nearly the same, but when she stuck out her tongue to lick it, Jill's fluid tasted much sweeter.
"Ooohhh, Daddy!" Jill moaned weakly, rubbing his cockhead against her cheek. "She's doing it, and it feels wonderful! I'm already starting to feel funny inside! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
"That's good," he said hoarsely. "Now, suck my prick, baby! Put it as far in your mouth as it'll go! Feel my balls, too! If you want, you can stick your finger up my ass!"
"Yes, Daddy!" Jill looked at his cock longingly, then opened her mouth and pushed her lips down his tool until the tip was hitting her tonsils. Her cheeks puckered when she began applying suction and swished her tongue back and forth across the underside of his throbbing piston. Just as she began nodding her head on the gargantuan pole, Nan speared her tongue into her vaginal opening and started swirling it around inside her. She gasped involuntarily and nearly bit her father's prick.
"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!"
Ben placed his hands on the counter behind him for support, then began hunching at his daughter's pink-lipped mouth, fucking her face with steady, even strokes. He could hear the older girl slurping on Jill's twat, and as he looked down, he saw Nan's hand inch slowly across her belly and abdomen as she parted her thighs. Nan was going to jack off while she ate Jill!
"SUCK, HONEY! OH, GOD, BABY! PULL ON IT! MAKE DADDY CUM! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH SUCK! SUCK! BLOW ME, SWEETHEART! OOOHHH, FUCK! YOU'RE TERRIFIC, SWEETHEART! YOUR MOUTH FEELS JUST LIKE A JUICY PUSSY! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
Jill was in an anxious frenzy, not knowing which she wanted more, to have an orgasm or taste her dad's hot cum when it shot out. With her lips on a cock and a mouth on her cunny, she was deliriously happy, and delicious waves of rapture were flowing through her writhing frame.
"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
Nan had drawn her knees up to her chest and had impaled a finger deep into her sweet snatch, while she rubbed her erect clit with her thumb. Sweet honey from Jill's cunt was draining into her mouth, and after savoring it, she was gulping it down voraciously. Looking up between her sister's hobbling, swaying tits she could see her father's giant organ pump in and out of the girl's mouth, and it heightened her delight immensely.
"CHRIST, JILL, SUCK ME!" Ben groaned loudly. "SUCK, DARLING! SUCK DADDY'S CUM OUT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! FFFUUUCCCKKK! OOOHHH, SHIT! WHAT A MOUTH! AAARRRGGGHHH! JACK OFF, NAN! EAT YOUR SISTER! DO IT, HON! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
It was all too much for Jill, and a blissful orgasm shot through her, yet she continued to suck on Ben's cock with aching jaws and smash her pussy against her sister's mouth. She had no idea whether she could erupt again, but she wanted Jill and her father to experience the delight, also.
Ben gripped the girl's head, gave her two hard thrusts with his jizz-filled dick, then released the jetting torrent of foamy cum from his jumping pecker.
Nan didn't hear him as a sudden orgasm tightened her muscles and made her quiver all over. She continued to masturbate until the last spasms subsided, and was lowering her feet to the floor when she felt Jill twitch and shiver above her and knew that her sister was also having a climax."
While Nan licked all the vaginal cream from her twat, Jill sucked the last drops, of semen from her father's cock, then they began to untangle. The girls got up and washed their faces with wet paper towels as Ben polished off his beer and got out another one. He was on his way to the table to sit down and relax when the ringing doorbell stopped him in his tracks.
"Who in the hell can that be?" he asked aloud. "Christ, I hope it isn't your mother. Stay in here, and keep quiet."
Setting the can on the table, Ben went into the living room, snatched up his pants and put them on hurriedly, then crossed the room to answer the door. Kathy was standing there, smiling, with her son, Tim, behind her.
"Hi, there!" she greeted him happily, brushing past him with Tim on her heels. "I heard the good news, and I thought ... WELL, what's been going on HERE?"
The woman eyed the clothes scattered around the room, noting that they included girls shorts, halters and panties, then turned back to Ben with a knowing look.
"I ... wasn't expecting anybody," he said, stumbling over his words. "How come you, uhhh, aren't at your shop?"
"I had to take Tim to the dentist," she replied with a glint in her eyes. "I called your apartment when we were through. Wanda answered, and told me what happened, so I thought I'd come over and congratulate you." She sat down and waved a hand at the strewn clothing. "What have you been doing, having an orgy?"
Ben was thinking of his two naked daughters in the kitchen and didn't reply immediately. Then he said, "We, uhhh, were collecting all the dirty clothes for the wash."
Kathy looked at him amusedly. "Come on now, Ben. 'Fess up. Tell me all the exotic things that have been going on. By the way, where are the girls?"'
"They're in their rooms. Straightening out their things. Look, honey, I've got a million things to do. Why don't I drop over to your place this evening? Maybe we could go out for drinks or something."
"That sounds good, but I'd like to see the girls first," she said, resting her twinkling eyes on him. Then she called out, "Nan? Jill? Come out and say hello."
Ben's heart was sinking when he looked toward the kitchen, and he was hoping fervently that the youngsters would stay hidden. When they appeared in the doorway, his shoulders sagged and he shook his head sadly.
"Hi, kids," Kathy said, totally unabashed. "My, you certainly have lovely bodies." She turned to Ben. "Starting your own nudist colony, darling?"
"It's not what you think, Kathy. "We were just ... that is, we were having a little discussion, and...."
"Yes. Go on."
While Ben fumbled for a reasonable explanation, Tim was gawking at the nude girls with his eyes bulging and his jaw slack. Though he had observed his mother naked many times, he had never seen girls so near his own age without anything on, and his prick leaped to an erection. The sight of the bare bodies and the chafing of his cockhead on his shorts was too much, and he jerked violently as he shot off a wad of cum in his pants.
"Ooohhh, God!" the boy groaned.
Kathy glanced at the protruding bulge at his fly and the wet stain in his pants and knew exactly what had happened. "That's all right, Tim. I can understand how they would effect you like that. Go to the bathroom and clean up as best you can."
Realizing there was nothing more to hide, Ben slumped down wearily on the couch and looked at his blushing daughters, who had obeyed an adult the way they had been taught, but at the wrong time. "Pick up your things and go to your rooms, girls. We'll talk later."
Shamed and embarrassed, Nan and Jill grabbed up their clothes and dashed for the hallway, then the sound of slamming doors echoed through the house. When the noise died away, Kathy calmly took two cigarettes from her purse, lit them, then passed one to Ben.
"Darling, you don't have to explain anything to me. What I didn't see I can guess at, and it doesn't make any difference one way or the other. After all, I've already told you about Tim and myself. I'm in no position to throw stones."
"I suppose that's true," he said slowly, "but it still doesn't make it right. I've gone all the way with them, BOTH of them, and I feel guilty as hell."
"Why should you? You've only put into practice what nearly every man thinks about. Hell, there isn't a stud alive that doesn't think about screwing a young virgin once in a while. You're lucky you picked your daughters. If they were strangers, you could get in a mess of trouble."
He looked up at her. "What makes you think I'm not now?"
"Because I'm going to have a little chat with them. On one condition, of course. Are we going to get married?"
He nodded after a long moment. His ass was in a crack, and she could help him out of it. Besides, he did love her. Much more than he ever had Wanda.
"All right, then. Just leave the girls to me." She put her purse on the floor and stood up. "Keep Tim occupied. It might take me a while."
As he watched her start for the hallway, he breathed a sigh of deep relief.
CHAPTER TEN
Not knowing which room was whose, since she had never been in the house, Kathy opened the first door she came to. It was Jill's. The girl had dressed in her shorts and halter and was sitting on her bed staring out the window while she listened to the muted music coming from a tape deck. She turned when Kathy entered, and there was a look of timid humility on her face.
"I'd like to have a word with you and Nan, dear," the woman said kindly, having a good idea how the girl felt.
"Sure," the girl said tonelessly. "Why not?" She stood up, turned off the player, then walked over to Kay. "Nan's room is there."
Jill led the way, and when they went into the other bedroom, they found Nan in her housecoat, lying face down on her bed and crying fitfully.
Of the two girls, Nan had taken the naked exposure episode the hardest, and was humiliated. Older and more sensitive than her sister, she had been mortified at having Kathy and her son see them with nothing on, and Tim's obvious reaction had disgraced her even more.
Kathy stepped to the bed to sit down and run her hand soothingly through the young blonde's silken hair. "Come on, dear. It's not as bad as all that. Don't cry, now. Sit up, please. I want to speak to you and Jill."
"What's ... there ... to ... say?" the girl said between sobs. "You ... saw ... everything."
"Now, that's enough," Kathy said sharply. "You're a big girl now. You can't let little things like that upset you. C'mon, now. Get up so I can talk to you. Jill, close the door."
Getting to her feet, Kathy seated the girls on the edge of the bed, then leaned her buttocks against the dresser and folded her arms, waiting for Nan to stop crying and wipe her eyes. When they were both looking at her silently, she smiled pleasantly.
"I've got some news that I hope you'll like. As soon as your father gets his divorce, he and I are going to be married."
Both youngsters were stunned, but remained mute.
"So," the woman continued, "what happened a few minutes ago really isn't important. I'm going to be your mother, and Tim is going to be your brother, so you could say that what we saw was all in the family."
"We didn't know Tim was here," Jill said meekly. "Honest! We wouldn't have minded so much if you saw us naked. Well, not too much, anyway. But a boy? God!"
"Believe me, it's all right. Tim knows what a girl looks like. He's seen me naked a lot of times. He only got excited because you're both so damn pretty. Now let's get a few things straight. I know what you and your father have been up to, and I understand it. Since I'm going to be your mother soon, we're going to have to start leveling with each other. Okay?"
"Did ... did dad tell you?" Nan asked hesitantly.
"More or less. You've had intercourse with him, haven't you. And you've probably done a few other things, too."
The girls blushed, lowered their eyes, then Jill nodded.
"Well, I want you to realize there's nothing wrong in what you did. Do you want to tell me about it in your own words?"
Jill looked at her sister, and when Nan nodded, she said "I guess we might as well, as long as you two are going to get married. Dad told us to use the other words for things like that. Okay?"
"Certainly. I'm quite used to them. Go ahead."
"All right. Daddy ... fucked both of us. He licked our cunts and sucked our titties, too. And we've ... sucked his cock, too. It all happened after we got back from the farm, not before that. He said he wanted to because he loved us."
"I'm sure he does, honey. Very much. And sex is one of the best ways to show love. Do you want to hear something surprising? Tim and I have fucked, too. And I've also sucked him off. So you see, there isn't anything odd or strange about what you did. And I can't see any really good reason it should stop. You both liked it, didn't you?"
The girls were aghast at what she said about Tim, but they nodded their heads in unison to her question.
Nan wiped at her eyes with the sleeve of her house coat, then said, "I don't know about Jill, but I don't think I could do it again with you and Tim around. I wouldn't feel right about it."
Kathy took a deep breath. "Let's look at this logically, girls. Wouldn't you rather have sex with your father, or even Tim, instead of some young punk that you don't hardly know?"
"But we don't even go out with boys yet," Jill countered.
"You will eventually, and believe me, every guy that you date will have only one thing on his mind, and that's getting into your cunts. If you let them, the word will get around that you're a pair of sluts, and I'm sure you don't want that. But if you get everything you want here, you won't have to let them, right?"
The sisters thought about that for a minute, then Nan said, "You mean we should go ahead and do anything we want to here in the house?"
"Why not? You'll learn more, you'll be satisfied, no one will know, and when you get married, you'll be prepared for it. The best part is, you'll keep your reputation, and that will mean a lot when you finally find the guy you want to marry."
Even Jill was startled by the woman's proposal. "You mean we should do it with Tim, too?"
"Well, that's up to you." Kathy smiled broadly. "Take my word for it, he's pretty good. I taught him. Of course, I'm being a little selfish. I'd rather have him fucking you two than some little slut he managed to pick up. What do you think? Shall we all give it a try?"
Nan looked doubtful. "What does dad have to say about it?"
"He'll love it, I'm sure, but let's go find out. Take your clothes off first. Naked women have a way of getting whatever they want from a man, as you'll soon find out."
Without waiting for the girls, Kathy unzipped her dress and pulled it over her head. Then she slipped quickly out of her bra and peeled her pantie hose down. Both Nan and Jill were awe-struck by the woman's fabulous body, especially the protruding mound of her love nest and the thick bush of hair that covered it. As most children do, they thought that anyone over twenty-five was ancient, and were amazed at the smoothness of her skin and the uplift of her large tits.
"Gosh!" Jill gasped. "You've got a terrific figure!"
"Thank you, darling. Now get out of your things and we'll go see the boys."
As they undressed, the girls kept eyeing Kathy, marveling at her curvaceous form, while the woman surveyed their luscious tits and curly -haired twats with obvious interest. Finally, all three were bare, the girls smiling self-consciously.
When they were starting for the door, Jill took Kathy's arm and asked, "I know it's none of my business, but have you and dad been fucking?"
Kathy laughed and kissed the girl's cheek. "We certainly have. That's the only trouble. I know what he's like, and I'm afraid you two might get spoiled. C'mon. Let's go shake those guys up."
When the nude trio sauntered into the living room, Ben was talking to Tim. He stopped in mid-sentence, and he and the boy gaped at the females in startled wonder.
"What in the hell is this?" Ben croaked.
"If you'll stop looking like a poled ox, I'll explain." Kathy crossed over to sit on the arm of Ben's chair and began relating what had gone on in the bedroom while the sisters sat next to each other on the couch.
Tim tried to pay attention to what his mother was saying, but he was too busy trying his damnedest to keep his eyes from wandering to the two beauties perched across from him. His prick had gotten hard the moment they walked in, and he had his hands in his lap, trying to conceal the jerking in his pants.
"Well, I'll be damned!" Ben said when Kathy had finished her story. "A lot of what you say makes sense, but I just can't see us having a family sex spree. What about the neighbors?"
"No problem. We'll put both our houses up for sale and buy a place farther out that's more isolated. In the meantime, who'll know the difference?"
"I suppose you're right. Nobody around here pays much attention to what anyone else does. Okay, if everybody's agreeable, where should we start?"
"Right here and now. You and Tim get undressed, then we can get on with it. I took the day off, so we've got all the time in the world."
Kathy and the girls looked on anxiously as Ben and the boy got out of their clothes. When Tim's monstrous cock popped into view, the sisters were amazed at its size, and punched each other with their elbows.
"All right, Ben said, stroking his rigid erection, "where do we begin?"
"Why don't we let one of the girls start by taking both of you guys on." Kathy turned to the girls. "Who wants to start?"
Nan gulped and wrung her hands. "We're not going to do it in here, are we? I thought we'd at least go to the bedrooms."
"Now, don't be silly. We all know what'll be happening, so why hide it? Besides, it'll be fun to watch the others fuck. You go first, Nan. It'll help you get over your modesty. You can suck your father while Tim fucks you. Go on, now. We're waiting."
"Jeepers!" Tim said breathlessly as he laid down on the rug with his hard-on angling up from his groin. "Jeepers! This is going to be GREAT!"
Nan slid off the couch reticently and crawled over between the boys splayed legs. As she stared at his poker intently, Ben got down behind her and began rubbing his dick in her juicy slit, oiling the head with her mucous. The mere feel of the hot cockhead on her twat urged her on.
"Are you ready, Tim?" she asked, grasping the root of his throbbing organ.
"You bet! Cripes! This is something else!"
Crouching low, Nan started kissing Tim's thick hairy joint, inhaling the masculine aroma that wafted up from his genitals. It looked and tasted so much like her father's cock that she forgot all her fears, covered the tip with her mouth, and began to suck wetly.
When he heard her lips smacking the boy's peter, Ben eased his prick into Nan's sheath and thrust his hips forward, watching his tingling piston disappear through the crack of her ass. Her flaming vagina closed around his piercing tool, then his swollen knob was hitting against her uterus.
"Hhhuuunnnggghhh! God, Nan! Uuuhhh! Oh, Christ! You're such a fantastic fuck! Uuuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh!"
Tim had raised his head and was watching Nan's pink lips envelop his aching muscle. No one except his mother had ever put their mouth on his dong, and the new experience enthralled him.
"Oh, Jeepers, Nan! Suck me! Aaarrrggghhh! Cripes, that feels good! I can't believe it! Wwwhhhuuunnnggghhh! I can feel it in my balls! Uuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
Ben felt a twinge of jealousy over her sucking another cock, but he tried to put it out of his mind as he humped the girl's tight creamy pussy, driving his pole in to the hilt and thwacking his pelvis against her taut buns. His swinging balls were slapping against the pooched lips of her snatch, adding to his pleasure.
"FUCK, HONEY! OOOHHH, DAMN, FUCK! SQUIRM YOUR ASS, BABY! FUCK! FUCK! AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF!"
The observers, Kathy and Jill, were nearly as excited as the trio on the floor. They could plainly see both pricks plunging into Nan's mouth and cunny, one covered with cream and the other with saliva. Jill could understand now what Kathy had meant about the fun it would be watching others fuck. Her own pussy was quivering, and her slash was full of viscous liquid.
"SSSUUUCCCKKK!" Tim cried out, heaving his ass off the floor and rocking his head from side to side in ecstatic bliss. "SUCK ME, NAN! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, JESUS! MOM, LOOK! SHE'S DOING IT JUST LIKE YOU DO! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! OOOHHH, GOD!"
"Yes, I see, dear," the red head said. "She's doing a very good job on your wienie. Don't push it too far in, or you'll choke her."
Kathy was already leaking cuntal fluid down her thighs, and her pussy was on fire. Seeing the young girl take on two magnificent pricks was arousing her to a heated frenzy. Spreading her legs, she parted the immense lips of her furry cunt and began titillating her hard clit, which increased the flow of lubricating dew from her steaming twat.
"Ooohhh! Ooohhh! Uuuhhh! Aaahhh! Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh!
Jill saw the woman fondling her cunny, and since her own pussy was itching and oozing, she decided to follow Kathy's example. She slipped a finger into her canyon, felt the slick cream soaking her gash, then speared a finger deep into her vagina and began pumping it in and out.
On the floor, Ben had his hands on Nan's waist and was stabbing his dick into her fiercely. Her clenching sheath, used to a prick now, was caressing his invading poker lovingly, the slick walls making his cockhead tingle. He heard the cries of delight from Kathy and Jill, and when he saw them fingering their twats, it made him hotter than ever.
"FUCK, SWEETHEART! LET'S ALL CUM AT ONCE! OOOHHH, DAMN! FUCK, BABY! SCREW THAT PRICK! TWIRL YOUR ASS AND BUCK ON IT! AAAGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
Nan was totally oblivious to all the sounds in the room. She was applying all her concentration to the sweet-tasting organ in her mouth and the fist-like cock that was hammering at her pussy. Both were filling her with a furious passion, and she was sure that her climax would erupt at any second.
Jill and Kay smiled at each other as they watched their flopping titties and pumping hands, knowing that they were both experiencing the same rapturous delight. They both had an insistent desire to lick the other's pussy, but at that stage of things, they were reluctant to let their wishes be known.
"NAN!" Tim yelped. "I CANT HOLD IT MUCH LONGER! GGGAAAHHH! DO YOU WANT ME TO CUM IN YOUR MOUTH? WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UGH! UGH! UGH! OOOHHH, FUCK! TAKE YOUR MOUTH OFF IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!"
Ben had been ready for several seconds, but he had had much more experience in delaying his ejaculation. When he saw Tim jerk with the spasms of release, he let his own jizz flow, feeling it spew into Nan's twat with a force he wouldn't have believed possible a week earlier.
"FFFUUUCCCKKK! BABY! UNG! UNG! UNG! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, HONEY! MY GOD, YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL FUCK!
When the two gushers of scalding cum splashed into her mouth and pussy at the same time, Nan was already in the throes of the most intense orgasm she had ever had. Blinding, searing shocks roared out from her groin to every part of her body, making her woozy and nearly stopping her heartbeat. She swallowed Tim's hot jism thirstily while convulsive contractions of her vaginal muscles squeezed hard on her father's pecker.
"UUUMMM ... UUUMMM ... UUUMMM ... UUUMMM!"
Kathy's and Jill's shrieks of pleasureful delight were lost in the shouts and moans of lustful bliss from the floor when they climaxed, then they sank back to let their naked bodies relax and recover. After a few minutes of gasping and panting, the trio on the rug began to disentangle and get to their feet.
"Keeeriminy!" Tim exclaimed. "That was far out! I shot off so hard it hurt!"
"So Nan's better than I am, huh?" Kathy said teasingly. "Well, I guess I'm getting old."
"You're not as bad off as I am," Ben said, still standing and breathing heavily. "Christ, I need a shot just to get my heart going again! Want one, Kay?"
"Hell, yes! I need it to forget about cocks for a minute!"
Kathy followed him into the kitchen and stood near him rubbing his back lightly while he poured brandy into two tumblers. They clinked glasses and tossed them off, then suddenly Ben slammed his fist down on the counter angrily. "Ben! What's the matter?"
"Sonofabitch! I forgot to use a fucking rubber again! Damn it all, anyway! I'm a druggist! I should know better than that!"
"Don't you have a douche around?"
"Hell, I doubt it. Wanda probably took it with her. All I've got is an enema set-up."
"That'll do. Mix me a highball, and I'll go take care of both of them. Oh, where's the vinegar?"
Ben showed her, she left, then he set about mixing two stiff drinks. When Tim wandered in with a pleased grin on his face, Ben asked him to open three bottles of pop. They went back to the front room, and shortly' thereafter Kathy reappeared with the girls.
"Everything's taken care of, darling," Kathy said, accepting her glass. "You really should get them on the pill, you know."
"Yeah," he said disgustedly. "I've got 'em right there in my pants pocket. They take a few days to get started, though."
"I know. Give them one now, and they can douche for a while."
Ben handed each of the girls a pill to take with their pop, then they sat around talking about the most likely places they could move to while they refreshed themselves. Ben dropped out of the conversation and reflected on how lucky he was to be rid of Wanda and have three delicious cunts to fuck and eat whenever he chose. After Kathy's talk, he had adopted the fatalistic attitude that he would enjoy things as they were for as long as he could, come what may.
I've got it made, he thought, and no matter what happens, III have memories that most men only dream of.
"Ready to start again?" Kathy asked Ben. "Jill and I haven't had any real satisfaction yet, you know."
"What do you have in mind?" he asked, smiling lewdly.
"Well, I can wait to fuck you. Why don't we double up? Jill can sit on your cock and you can eat me. How does that sound?"
"Okay by me." He laid down on his back and winked at Jill. "C'mon, kitten. Show Kathy how you can use that pussy of yours."
"Oh, Daddy," she said shyly as she stepped over to straddle him and squat down, "I'm just learning. I don't know that much about it yet."
"Just do what comes naturally, honey, and you'll be fine."
When Jill's knees were resting comfortably by her father's sides, she peered down through her cleavage, clasped his rigid rod with her tiny hand, and guided it into her dewy slit. A shiver ran through her as she rubbed the inflamed tip up and down her crevice, then she inserted his cock in her hole and cautiously sank down on it, forcing the thick piston into her tight tunnel.
"Hhhuuuhhh! Jeez, Dad, it's even better than before! Ooohhh, wow! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! I think I'm going to like it more every time I do it! Gggaaahhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
Ben watched her hairy snatch engulf his cock as his tingling glans penetrated her belly. When he was completely impaled and their pelvic hair was meshed together, he reached around to grasp her smooth buttocks.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Christ, Jill! Don't say you don't know how! If you get any better, you'll fuck me to death! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh! Aaaggghhh! That's my girl! Damn! Okay, Kathy. It's your turn!"
Kathy's eyes were wet as she dropped to her knees and crawled up to position her dripping pussy over Ben's mouth, not because she was sad, but because she was filled with joy. Nearly everything she had ever wanted was hers, and her heart was bursting with happiness.
"Oh, Ben! Eat me beautifully! Eat my cunt like you never have before! I want to cum, and cum, and cum!"
"Don't worry, sweetheart, I will! All right, Jill! Fuck me till I explode!" With that, he reached up, took hold of Kathy's wonderful thighs and pulled her juicy cunt down to his open mouth.
All Jill could see of her father's face was his hobbling chin almost buried in Kathy's dense patch of pubic hair as she slowly raised her cunt until only the head of his dick was inside, then dropped down again. With each bounce, she picked up speed and then started gyrating her hips, twirling her cunny on the massive pole embedded in her twat.
"Ooohhh, Daddy! Hhhuuuhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Fucking you like this is SUPER! Gosh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Ooohhh! I get excited too darn fast! I want it to last! Gggaaahhh! Oh, Dad! Hhhuuuhhh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Both the girl and the woman were watching each other's cunts and swaying, flopping tits as they squirmed and writhed on the man under them. Each was enjoying what she was getting, and their hot, smoldering eyes showed it.
"EAT ME, DARLING! OH, GOD, LICK THAT SWEET PUSSY! GGGAAAHHH! PUT YOUR TONGUE WAY UP INSIDE ME! THERE! LIKE THAT! AAAHHH! OH, FUCK! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! LAP IT, HONEY! DRINK MY HONEY! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! UH! UH! UH! OOOHHH, JESUS, THAT'S SO GOOD! OOOHHH!"
Watching Jill's youthful snatch swallow Ben's prick again and again while he was licking her twat so fantastically filled Kathy with a heated passion she had never known. It was as though her fuck juice was pouring into Ben's mouth, passing through him, and pumping into the girl's cunny.
"FUCK, DADDY! OOOHHH, FUCK ME! HELP SHOVE IT WAY UP INSIDE ME! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! MY GOD, IT'S SO DEEP! JJJEEEEEEZZZ! I'M GOING CRAZY! AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUHHH! HUH!
HUH! HUH!"
Jill had been staring at Kathy's gigantic, big-nippled tits and could resist them no longer. They were hobbling and slapping together and drawing her toward them like a fakir's flute. She bent forward suddenly and sucked one of the hard nipples into her mouth, then began tugging and pulling on it as though she was actually getting milk.
"OH, JILL! JILL! DO IT, DEAR! SUCK MY TIT! MY SWEET BABY! OOOHHH! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! OH, THAT'S BEAUTIFUL! BEN, SHE'S SUCKING MY TIT AND I'M GOING TO ... CCCUUUMMM! AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! BEN! JILL! HOW WONDERFUL! OOOHHH! AAAHHH! OH! OH! OH! OH!"
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!" Jill hammered on his hard rod twice more, then dropped Kathy's tit and threw her head back. "OH, MOTHER! WWWAAAHHH! EEEIIIEEE! WWWAAAHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH!"
Ben erupted at that moment, arching his body off the floor with his shoulders and heels. He almost passed out when the river of bubbling jizz spurted from his jumping prong into Jill's cunny, then he dropped back to the rug with a thump, dazed and drained.
No sooner were the three participants in the miniature orgy on their feet than Nan was offering Kathy and her father a shot of straight brandy. "I thought you'd need this," she said with a smile.
"We sure do, sweetheart," Ben said, taking the glass and gulping the burning liquid down. "Damn! If we keep this up, I'm going to have to start buying this stuff by the case!"
Everyone took a seat, then Kathy looked around the room at the others with a relaxed smile. "It's been quite a day, hasn't it? It won't be long before we know what each other likes best, and then things will be even better."
"I think you're right, honey," Ben said, "but the sooner we move, the better."
Kathy laughed gaily. "So true. But not today. We've got MUCH more important things to take care of right now."
