INCEST, though legally forbidden and morally frowned upon, is practiced daily in practically every community throughout the world. But, because of the legal and moral pressures brought to bear, and for one other extremely significant reason, it is the most stealthy and secretive of sexual activities, exceeding even homosexuality in its furtiveness.
Even with the large portion of the younger populace advocating "free love," the incestuous affair continues to be a step-child of this new found freedom. The simple reason behind this reticence to admit such activity, or openly practice it, is embarrassment and shame.
Though one may have an exceptionally attractive sister or brother, nephew or niece, cousin or other relation with whom sexual activities would be mutually gratifying, the average person of today will not indulge. Or, if they do, the pressures of society and the threat of ridicule forces them to keep the contact carefully hidden.
Why? Because even in this age of sexual revolution, the staunchest advocates sneer at the coupling of family members when there is such a fantastic abundance of healthy, attractive partners from which to select a suitable mate, either hetero-or homosexual. Incest is, as it were, copping out.
However, only a person totally isolated from contemporary life can be ignorant of a preponderance of sexual practices within family units. Most adults and children walking in the streets today observed the first sight of opposite organs on one or more of their relatives. And, more frequently than will ever be known, the revelation did not stop at clandestine "peeping."
As a matter-of-fact, the mere proximity of relatives is conducive to the consummation of latent and suppressed sexual desires. After all, few persons can co-habit with a desirable member of the opposite sex without at least the thought of copulation passing through their minds. When that person is seen in all manner of dress and undress, and frequently found alone, natural effects follow natural causes.
In Frances Madero's Mothers and Sons we see how such incestuous activities can begin. Young, beautiful Lisa and her sisters are forced to return to their mother's home to retrieve the young boys they gave birth to as children, after having been impregnated by a worthless and sadistic father.
The grandmother, with two other children of her own, had remarried and raised the young lads as though she had given birth to them herself. But the secret had slipped out.
Saddled with an older, sexually impotent but rich mate, the grandmother has taken advantage over the years of her youthful charges, guiding them expertly into the delightful maze of intimate experiences.
How the young absentee mothers handle the difficult and potentially explosive situation is a tale that will keep the reader on the edge of his seat, anxious to turn to the next page.
Though all of the persons, places and situations depicted in this sordid tale are purely fictitious, we are certain that the reader can, by looking around him carefully at his friends and neighbors, observe the intrinsic truth behind this soul-searing story.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
"AAARRRGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! Oh my God! Don't stop! Faster! Faster! Ohhh, my God!"
The woman on the bed writhed and twisted under the naked man on top of her who was hammering away at her juicy cunt, thrusting his hard cock in and out rapidly. With each lunge of his cum-streaked prick, the woman shuddered. Her nylon clad legs were stiff, pointed at the ceiling, and her arms were wrapped around the man tightly. She bit at his shoulder.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
The man's ass quivered as he hunched fiercely at the writhing, twisting woman under him. His face was a mask of pleasant agony as he pounded his dick into the slick, slippery tube. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
"NOW!" she screamed. "NOW! NOW! UUUNNNGGGHHH! WHUUNNGH! AAARRRGGGHHH!"
The couple jerked and trembled violently, shaking as their orgasms spread through their bodies. Then the woman let her legs drop slowly to the bed, still vibrating from the sensuous pleasure of climax.
The man grunted, then breathing in gasps, he slowly slid his long, thick, hairy dong from the woman's cunt and got to his knees on the bed, staring down at the beautiful body before him.
"Goddamn!" he said. "You really know how to fuck a guy, don't you?"
The woman smiled at him warmly, her eyes half closed in ecstasy. "That's what I get paid for you know," she said. "Let me know when you're ready for some more."
"No thanks." The man eased himself off the bed, shaking his head sadly, "no more tonight. I don't think I could stand it."
After glancing at him with a sympathetic expression, the woman slipped to the floor and stood near the chair where her clothes were draped in disarray. Clad only in a garter belt and stockings, she reached for her purse, removed some tissues, and delicately wiped her cream-filled snatch. Then, tossing the wet paper into the waste basket, she slowly began to put on her clothes.
As she was cupping her large conical tits into the filmy halter that was to encase them, the man turned away self-consciously and began slipping on his shorts. When they were both dressed, and the woman stood waiting by the bed, the man glanced at her sheepishly, reached in his hip pocket, and drew forth his wallet. He peeled out one hundred dollars in twenty dollar bills and tossed them on the bed.
"I believe that's the price, isn't it?" he asked without looking at her. The woman bent over and picked up the bills, counted them slowly, smiling, then stuffed them in her purse.
"Yes," she said. "That's just right."
"Can ... I...? Can ... we get together again?" he asked, still avoiding her eyes.
The woman fluffed her rich dark hair back over her shoulders, nodded silently, then moved toward the door. "Sure," she said. "You have the number. Give me a call anytime."
She opened the door, stepped quietly into the hallway, then walked toward the elevators, her hips swinging deliriously. As she waited for the elevator she ran a hand through her hair, smiling confidently at herself. That was two hundred dollars for the night and that was enough. She was going home.
She was the only passenger in the car going down. When the door opened in the lobby and she stepped out, all male eyes turned toward her. She was a statuesque beauty; not really that tall, but with a beautifully formed body. And the tight fitting dress revealed the fact that she wore the minimum of underclothes. As she crossed the thick carpeting to the outer doors, heads turned.
Aware of the glances she was drawing, she pranced vainly to the revolving doors and went through them. The minute she was on the sidewalk, the doorman stepped up solicitously, nodded, and smiled.
"Ready for a cab, now?" he asked.
"Please, Frank." As the doorman turned around, spotted a cab and raised an arm to wave it up, the woman slipped a twenty dollar bill into his other hand so discreetly that even the closest passersby would not have seen the motion. When the cab drew up, the doorman opened the door for her and she stepped in, nodding to the doorman.
"Terrace Arms on Forty-third Street," she told the driver. Leaning back on the hard vinyl seat, she lit a cigarette and inhaled gratefully. It had been a wild night. Even though it was only eleven o'clock, she already made two dates. Both picked up at the hotel bar, both steered to her by the friendly doorman who demanded a twenty percent take of all his referrrals.
She thought back to the last meeting and wondered to herself why her customers didn't have the courtesy to at least bathe before they wanted to have their cocks sucked. "It may not mean much to them," she thought, "but it sure means a lot to me, when I have to stick their dirty things in my mouth!"
By the time she had finished her cigarette the cabbie was pulling up in front of her apartment house. She paid him off, gave him a good tip, which she felt all working people deserved, then stepped from the cab lightly and went inside. It was always a comfort to return home. She hated her business with a passion, but it was the only way she knew to make the money she had to have.
Getting out of the elevator, she walked down the lushly carpeted hallway to her door, fumbled for her key, then let herself in. As she stepped into the large, well furnished living room, she saw her roommate curled up on the couch, a thick book in her lap. Helen was dressed in a thin shorty nightgown that didn't conceal her lush body. The pretty young blonde yawned sleepily, glanced at her roommate, then nodded.
"Hi, there. Have a good night?" she asked.
"Not too bad. Did you have any business, Helen?"
The blonde shook her head sadly. "Nope, not tonight. I don't know what the trouble is. I don't think my boys are working hard enough. They're not giving me much business lately."
The brunette continued across the living room toward her bedroom, shrugging her shoulders as she unbuttoned her dress. "Well, a rest is good for all of us once in a while," she said wisely.
Helen laughed. "Yeah, but it sure doesn't pay the bills."
Tossing her purse on the bed, the dark-haired beauty shrugged out of her dress. She unhooked her bra, then slipped her panties, garter belt and hose off her legs. As she stepped across the room toward the bathroom, she noticed several letters lying on her dresser.
The top envelope was addressed to Miss Lisa Myers. She knew it had to come from her mother, as she was the only one that would write her with that last name. Since leaving home and coming to the city, Lisa had used many aliases but never Myers. She decided to ignore it, as most letters from her mother were merely another request for additional money, and continued on into the bathroom.
After a long, hot shower and a thorough douche, Lisa stepped back into the bedroom, donned a filmy robe, then went into the living room to join her roommate.
"Any bourbon left, Helen?"
"Sure. There's almost a full bottle. I got it today."
Crossing to the small bar in the corner, Lisa opened the bourbon bottle, poured herself a "stiff shot, added ice cubes only, then walked across the room to sit in a chair opposite Helen.
"Boy, this was a rough one," she said, sitting down and sighing heavily.
"Oh?" Helen said. "How's that?"
"Both the stiff pricks I had tonight wanted a blow job first. Damn! I don't seem to get anybody that just wants a straight fuck anymore."
Helen giggled. "Of course not, idiot. They can get a straight fuck at home. You can't expect them to pay a hundred dollars a lay for that, can you?"
Lisa shook her head, then took a long swallow of the amber colored liquid. "No, I suppose not. But sometimes it strikes me as strange. You know, if more wives would do what we do, we wouldn't have any business."
"Well for Godsake, don't spread it around," Helen said. "We've both got to eat you know."
The blonde stood up and stretched. Through the filmy material, Lisa could see the outline of her lush frame. Her huge tits pressed against the filmy cloth, the dark nipples showing through. Where her thighs met, the dark curly bush of hair glistened beneath the raised shorty gown.
As Lisa gazed at her roommate admiringly, as she had done many times in the past, she couldn't understand why Helen had such a small amount of repeat business. Very few of her customers ever called back for a second chance. It was almost impossible to believe but evidently the blonde had no idea of how to please a man sexually, other than to lay on her back and spread her legs.
"I'm going to hit the sack now," Helen said. "Did you see the mail I dropped on your dresser?"
"Yeah. I'll read it later. Right now I just want to relax."
"Okay, kid. See you in the morning then. 'Night."
Lisa finished her drink slowly, smoking a cigarette. Then she got up, mixed herself another drink, and carried the glass into her bedroom. She put the tumbler on the dresser, gazed idly at the mail, then picked up the top envelope and tore it open.
As she read through the scrawled handwriting that she was so familiar with, her eyes widened. Her mother was writing to tell her that she must come home and pick up her son.
Lisa gasped. "Oh, no!"
As she continued to read the letter, her mother explained that her new husband had been told about the illegitimacy of the two boys living with her. Her step-father had stated in no uncertain terms that he wanted the kids gone. He felt that he had supported them for ten years unwittingly and after her mother's confession it was time that the daughters assumed their responsibility. Her mother ended the letter with a pleading note, begging her to come as soon as possible.
"OH, JESUS CHRIST!" Dropping the letter onto the bureau, Lisa picked up her drink, and was just raising the glass to her lips when she saw Helen in the mirror, framed in the doorway behind her.
"What's wrong, kid?" the blonde asked.
Lisa turned, snorted sarcastically, then took a large swallow from the glass. "Just my past catch up to me, that's all."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I have to get out of here. Probably tomorrow." The brunette shuddered, then walked to the doorway, shouldered past the blonde and returned to the living room where she dropped down on the couch disconsolately.
"I don't understand what you mean," Helen said. "You mean you're going to leave permanently?"
"Yeah, it looks that way. I have to go home and retrieve my kid."
"Huh?" Helen's eyebrows went up.
"It's a long story, Helen. I don't want to bore you with it."
Stepping to the couch, Helen dropped down beside her roommate. "C'mon, kid, you can tell me. What is it? What's bugging you? What happened?"
"It's a sick story. And it's not very interesting, I'm afraid." Lisa sighed, reached for her cigarettes on the office table and lit one.
"C'mon, Lisa," Helen urged. "It's okay. You can tell me."
The brunette leaned back against the couch staring at the glass in her hand. "Well, I guess it won't hurt. When I was ten and my sister, Patty, was eleven, my mother was in the hospital."
"She was having a baby ... my little brother. I guess Dad hadn't fucked Mom for a long time before that, and he was pretty horny. Anyway, he was home from work. It was a weekend, and he made Patty and I ... we ... he raped both of us for two days and two nights."
"Oh, God, kid," Helen whispered, her eyes wide.
"Anyway, Patty and I ... we ... we were pregnant, both at the same time. Mom sent us to her sister's, and Patty and I had our babies. They were both boys. Mom kicked the old man out and took both of the kids. Patty and I stayed at her sister's until we were out of school, then we both went off on our own. Mom raised the kids as though they were her own."
"You mean you ... you mean you have a kid someplace?"
"Uh huh. He's thirteen now. His name is Matt. Mom says he is a real good-looking boy."
"So, what do you have to do now?"
"Mom wants me to come get him. That's what she wrote about. My new step-father doesn't want him around, evidently."
"Didn't he know about it? Didn't he ... didn't your mother tell him?"
"No, not until just now, I guess. Soooo, that's why I have to go. And I sure can't come back here with a kid around my neck, can I?" Tears were streaming down her face as she fumbled her butt into the ashtray, snubbing it out. "I guess I'll just have to find some other way to make a living."
Helen patted Lisa's shoulders consolingly, then asked, "What about your sister? Does she have to go get her kid too?"
"That's what Mom said. The sooner the better, according to the letter. Damn, what a lousy turn of luck this is."
Lisa wiped her face with the back of her hand and took another swallow of the strong whiskey. "Well, there's nothing I can do about it now. I might as well leave in the morning."
"Gee, kid, I'm sure sorry. I hate to see you go."
Lisa tried to force a weak smile. "You can have my customers, honey. All of them. I guess I won't be needing them anymore."
Getting up, Lisa eased past her roommate, then went into her room silently and closed the door. She threw back the covers on the bed, turned off the light, then dropped down, her head on the pillow.
As she stared into the darkness, tears welled in her eyes and ran down her cheeks. She had tried so hard all these years to forget that she had a child. As far as the boy knew, she was only a sister that was working in another city, and was so busy she couldn't come home for visits. Now she would have to go home and meet this stranger, this boy that she had dropped from her own loins.
Even though she had sent two hundred dollars a month continuously after she became a successful prostitute, and knew the boy was being well cared for, she had lain awake many nights wishing to see him, wondering what he actually looked like and what he thought and felt. It was a terrible thing to be an absentee mother.
Turning on her stomach, Lisa buried her face in the pillow and cried herself to sleep.
The following morning, Lisa rose, made a phone call for airline reservations, then began packing her things. Helen followed her around with a hangdog look on her face, sadly accepting all of the small presents that Lisa gave her that could not be carried in the suitcase. Finally all of her luggage was stacked neatly by the door, waiting for the cab driver.
"How about a drink before you go?" Helen asked, trying to conceal her sorrow at Lisa's leaving.
"Sure. Why not? Might as well be drunk as the way I am."
Helen went to the bar, mixed two strong highballs, then handed one to Lisa, her lower lip quivering.
"Here, honey. Cheers. And a lot of luck, too."
Lisa tipped the glass, kissed the blonde lightly on the cheek, then they sat down to wait for the taxi. There was a long and uncomfortable silence as they sipped their drinks and smoked cigarettes, avoiding each other's eyes. When the door buzzer sounded, they both jumped, startled.
"Well, I guess it's time to go," Lisa said, standing up. "Take it easy, honey. Remember, you can have all my customers. Tell Frank to look after you."
Helen got to her feet, crying. She threw her arms around Lisa, holding her tightly. After hugging her close, Lisa gripped the blonde's shoulders and pushed her away gently.
"It's time," she said, smiling. "I'll write. And don't forget you'll have to answer. Fuck 'em good."
She patted Helen on the shoulder, then went to the door and opened it. The taxi driver picked up the luggage and started down the hallway. Lisa paused in the doorway, turned, waved weakly, then closed the door quickly and followed the driver to the elevator.
By the time they arrived at the airport, Lisa was exceedingly nervous. After checking in at the airline counter, she headed directly for the cocktail lounge. Adjusting her eyes to the dimness just inside the doorway, she walked to the bar, climbed on a stool, and ordered a double martini on the rocks. Two drinks and five cigarettes later, she heard the announcement for her flight over the loudspeaker. The martinis had helped, but not as much as she wanted. There was a tightness in her chest and a queasiness in her stomach as she left the bar and went to the loading ramp for her plane.
When they landed at the airport in her old home town, she didn't recognize the place. An entire new terminal had been built since she was there last. Lisa left her plane and strode purposely toward the terminal, conscious of the leers and glances she was getting from the airport attendants and the disembarking male passengers.
Her nerves were taut as violin strings as she entered the terminal. She paused uncertainly in the large lobby, glancing around for a bar. When she spotted it, she headed directly for it, deciding that it would take a while for her luggage to be unloaded.
She had ordered a double martini and lit a cigarette when a handsome young man dropped down on the stool next to her. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, then turned her gaze to the back of the bar.
"Nice smooth flight, wasn't it?" the young man said affably.
She turned to him slowly and nodded. "Yes, it was."
"You from here?" he asked. "Or just passing through?"
"No, I live here now," She had no desire to strike up a conversation with the man, and turned her head to her drink, trying to ignore him.
"I'm just here for a day myself," he said, after ordering a drink from the bartender. "Business. You know where the Hotel Lido is?"
"Uh huh. Right in the middle of town. It's a pretty nice place, as I remember."
When the man bought her second drink, and she was beginning to relax, she realized she couldn't be rude to him. They talked for almost a half hour, had another drink, then she accepted his offer of sharing a cab into town. On the way, he asked idly if she would like to come up to his room for a cocktail.
Lisa smiled to herself and thought, "Here we go again. The same old story."
But by the time they had pulled up in front of the hotel to drop the man off, she realized she was in no shape to greet her son. She had to sober up first. On impulse she followed the man out of the taxi.
"I think I'll get a room here myself," she said to the young man. Then turned to the driver. "Would you get my bags out too, please?"
The young man, Prank Rath he said his name was, grinned from ear to ear. They walked into the lobby together and up to the registration desk.
Without even being consciously aware of what she was doing, within a short time Lisa found herself in Frank's room, sitting on the bed and sipping a bourbon and water from a hotel tumbler. She knew what he wanted. There was no doubt in her mind. And right now she needed it as bad as he did. So, when he got up from his chair and dropped down next to her, slipped an arm around her shoulders and began kissing her neck, she did nothing to stop him.
"How about it, baby?" he whispered into her neck, his hot breathing rapid.
His free hand was inching up the inside of her thigh, probing for her aching pussy. She fell back on the bed pulling him with her, spreading her legs apart to give him access to her hot cunt. She had to have a fuck. She had to have something to take her mind off what was going to happen at the house.
The man leaped from the bed, lust gleaming in his glassy eyes. He began tearing his clothes off.
"Hurry up," he said, throatily. "I can't wait. Get your clothes off."
Lisa stood up, unzipped her dress, then pulled it off over her head. Frank was pulling his pants down as he stared at her lush frame. The long, lithe legs, the slim waist, the beautiful titties. His prick was now out in full view, the long, thick hairy shaft throbbing and jerking as he stared at her lovely body.
Lisa slid her bra down over her arms then, hooking her thumbs in her panty-hose, pulled them off. Frank gaped at the huge conical tits and the dark, hairy bush that barely concealed the luscious slit that he was about to stick his dick into. His legs trembled as he stumbled to the bed. He laid down, then reached his arms out for her as she bent to pull the stockings off her feet.
CHAPTER TWO
Frank was lying on his back, his thick piston jerking wildly as his eyes fixed on Lisa's fantastic figure. She smiled at him, then stepped gratefully to the bed and knelt near his hips. Bending low, she pulled the foreskin back from the gleaming head of his throbbing, jerking tool, then kissed and nibbled at the swollen purple tip.
Still gripping his tool and tonguing his dick lightly, she moved around until she was kneeling between his outstretched legs. She slipped a hand up into his hairy crotch and gripped his sack of thick nuts, milking them down gently as she opened her mouth further and slid the shaft deeper into her mouth, tugging and pulling on it.
"Uuummmm! Uuummmmm!" Lisa was moaning deep in her throat as she sucked and pulled on the hot, fiery shaft with her mouth, bobbing her head up and down on the thick dick.
"Ohhh, Jesus Christ! Uuunnnggghh! Goddamn, baby! Suck it! Suck me off! Aarrrgghhh!"
Frank raised his head to watch her nodding on his dong, feeling her milk his nuts as her tongue and mouth did fantastic things to his enlarged prick. He buried his fingers in her lush hair, then laid back and began hunching his ass off the bed, thrusting his shaft up to her gaping mouth.
Lisa moaned, sucking all the harder. "Uuummmm! Uuummmm! Uuuummmmm!"
The man was squirming beneath her, hunching and pumping his throbbing pecker into her mouth, thrusting upward each time she slid her lips down the saliva-wet dick. She knew it wouldn't be long before he was gushing into her mouth, and she waited expectantly. Her cheeks puckered as she sucked harder, rimming his dick, teasing the tiny slit in the end, then sliding her hot mouth all the way down the piston as far as she could.
"Uuunnnggghh! Uuunnggghhh! Goddamn! Whhuunnggg!"
"Uuummmmm! Uuummmmm!" Lisa's ass was writhing and twisting as her head bobbed on his dick. She wanted him to blow quickly. She wanted it over with so she could get his tool into her cunny that was aching for a huge rod to slip inside it.
"Uuunnngghhh! Aaarrrggghhh!"
His shaft swelled between her lips, then it was gushing into her mouth. Hot cream slammed against her tonsils and flowed down her throat. Lisa swallowed greedily, savoring the sweet fluid that was erupting from the jerking dick.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Goddamn! Unhg! Ungh! Ungh! Jesus Christ! Whuuuffff!"
Frank jerked and quivered as his hot cum spewed from his prick, then she could sense his tremors subsiding, only tiny vibrations running through his legs pressed tight against her, his dong still throbbing in her mouth. She licked his tool off gently, swallowed the last drops of cum that oozed from the end and smiled up at him.
Crawling up quickly, she straddled his hips, then reached into her crotch to guide his hairy shaft into her aching twat. She rubbed the head up and down the greasy slit, oiling the end, then inserted it into her canal. Frank's eyes were half closed as she slowly slid her hot twat down over his dick. When the sensitive head of his tool was banging against her uterus, he reached up with both hands to grab her tits.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnngghhh! Oh, Jesus, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Use that cunt!"
Lisa placed both hands on his shoulders, then began corkscewing up and down on his dong, swirling it around inside her pussy, making it touch each of the sensitive tissues inside her. She slammed down hard over and over again, thwacking her thighs against his. The wet sounds of fucking filled the room as she hunched and pumped on his tool, writhing and squirming as she rose, then dropped again.
"Uuunnngghhh! Uuunngghhh!" A look of agonized pleasure was on Lisa's face, and her mouth hung open as she fucked the man wildly. Increasing her tempo, she used her cuntal muscles to draw her tube tight as she pounded away, hammering on the thick shaft. It was delighting the inside of her hot cunt immensely.
"Uuunnggghh! Uuunnnggghhh! Frank! Frank! Oh, God! Frank! What a beautiful cock! Ohhhh, Frank! My God I'm going to...! I'm ... oh, my God I'm going to...! I'm ... oh, my God! Aaarrrggghhh! Whhuunnggg! Aaaarrrggghhh!"
"Aaarrggghhh! Uuunnngghhh! Whhhuunnnggg!" Frank lifted his ass off the bed, thrusting his spurting tool into her hot twat.
Lisa felt his cum spewing into her pussy, splashing against her womb. The sensation of his hot fluid slamming into her only added to the orgasm that was sending shivers of delight through her body, making her tremble.
The couple thrashed frantically on the bed as their climaxes sped through their bodies. They grunted and groaned, gasped for air, then Lisa sank down on top of him, her fluids spent.
When their tremors had stopped, Lisa slid off the now wilting tool and got off the bed. She stood gazing down at the deflated young man, proud that she had fucked him to a standstill. He lay there, his eyes closed, and his breath coming in short pants.
Lisa went into the bathroom, relieved herself of his fluid then returned to pick up her clothes and began dressing. When she was finished, and Frank was still lying on the bed, she waited expectantly. Then she realized this was not a paying job. Without a word, she turned and silently left the room. Frank didn't say a word as she stepped into the hallway and closed the door, then went to the stairway and to her room on the floor below.
Lisa closed the door, went to the bed and sat down, lit a cigarette, then picked up the telephone. She ordered some ice and bourbon from room service, then pushed the button, releasing it to get the operator. She had to think for a moment, then gave her mother's telephone number.
By the time the bellboy arrived with her order, she had already hung up the receiver. She had asked her mother to come to the hotel and talk to her before she went to the house. She didn't want to face her son before she knew exactly what she was walking into.
Lisa tipped the bellboy, made herself a highball, then undressed and took a long hot shower. When she was dressed again, she sipped the drink impatiently, waiting for her mother to arrive. She was still hoping there would be some way out of this; that there would be some way she could leave without taking the boy with her.
She was still running all the excuses she could think of through her mind when there was a knock at the door. She stood up, gave herself-one quick appraisal in the mirror, then went to answer it. When she opened the door, she was surprised at her mother. Not at seeing her, but the way she was dressed and the way her hair was done. She would never have believed that her mother was thirty-seven years old.
"Hi, Mom. C'mon in."
Barbara Cluny threw her arms around her daughter, mumbled a quick hello, then went into the room. Lisa shut the door and turned to follow her. The older woman was dressed in a tight fitting blue knit dress that showed the perfectly proportioned body well. Her upswept hairdo, clear complexion and beautiful legs belied the fact that she had daughters of Lisa's age.
"How about a drink, Mom?"
"Yes, thank you." The older woman took a seat and waited while Lisa filled two glasses.
"Why didn't you come to the house, Lisa? We could have talked there just as easily. And besides that, you wouldn't have had to pay for a hotel room. You know we have room."
Lisa handed her mother a drink, then sat on the bed next to her. "No, Mom, I couldn't. I couldn't face them just yet. I wanted to talk to you first. Do ... did you really mean what you said?"
"Yes, dear," Barbara nodded. "I'm afraid so. Fred just won't put up with it any more. I had to tell him."
"But why? Why, after all this time? Everything was going so well."
Barbara patted her daughter's knee. "I'm sorry dear. It couldn't be helped. I had to tell him. He was ... he was making out his will. The lawyer was at the house. He was going to include them as ... as my children. I couldn't let him do that. I had to be honest about it. So when the lawyer left, I had to tell him the truth."
Lisa sighed heavily and stared at the floor. "So now he wants them out, right? God, Mom, I don't know how I'm going to do it. I've never even seen the boy. I wouldn't know him if I met him on the street."
"It will all work out all right," Barbara said soothingly. "Please don't worry about it. Come out to the house now. Fred has the other kids up at the mountain cabin, and Patty is there too. Just ... just your two boys that's all. You'll have plenty of time to talk about it and get acquainted."
Lisa shook her head sadly, sipped her drink, then finally nodded. "All right, let's finish these and go. We might as well get it over with."
Barbara handled the big car very efficiently through the city traffic, then they were on the tree-lined boulevards of the suburbs, and before Lisa knew it they were pulling up in front of a large two story house, white with green shutters. Swinging into the driveway, Barbara parked the car and got out, then waited for Lisa.
When they entered the house and stepped into the living room, Lisa saw first her sister and then two young boys, all looking at the two women apprehensively. Lisa stood in the doorway, looked at each of the boys carefully, wondering which was hers, then she smiled and nodded at her sister.
"Hi, Patty," she said. "It's been an awfully long time, hasn't it?"
Patty stood up and crossed the room to embrace her sister. About the same height as Lisa, and as well proportioned, her face was more lined, as though she had had a much harder life. Her dress was inexpensive and her hair had the appearance of not having seen a beauty parlor for a long time. Even at that she was still a very pretty woman.
"Gosh it's good to see you, Lisa," Patty said. "I ... I was wondering whether you'd come or not."
"I'm afraid I didn't have much choice." Lisa put her purse on the floor then surveyed the two boys. "How about introducing me, Patty?"
The two young men stood up. Patty took Lisa by the hand and led her to the first boy. He was almost as tall as she, with rusty hair, dark brown eyes and broad shoulders. He smiled at her warmly and shook her hand.
"Lisa, this is Matt."
Lisa suppressed the desire to throw her arms around her son and hug him. She merely shook his hand, then leaned over to peck him on the cheek. "I'm very glad to meet you, Matt."
Then Patty guided her to the second boy who had darker hair, darker skin, and was a little shorter, but with a much heavier build. He also had deep brown eyes.
"And Timmy, this is Lisa. I've told you all about her, haven't I?"
Lisa looked at the boy, wondering how there could be so mudh difference between two sisters' sons with the same father. She shook his hand as he held it out, then turned back to her mother.
"Mom, could I have a drink, please? I think we all need one."
While they all resumed their seats, Barbara disappeared into the kitchen, then returned with a tray containing three highballs and two tall bottles of pop. She passed them around, put the tray on the table, then sat down on the couch, surveying everyone with a smile.
"Well, I'm glad we're all here. I think we'd better get down to the facts, hadn't we?"
"Just a minute, Mom," Lisa interrupted. "Can't we wait? At ... at least until tomorrow? Can't we get acquainted first? I don't think there's any rush, is there?"
Barbara looked at both daughters, then at the two boys. She nodded solemnly. "Yes, I guess you're right. I guess we can wait at least until tomorrow. We should all get acquainted."
Lisa began reciting what she had been doing in the city, using the story that she had told everyone back home; that she had been working as a model. When she was finished, Patty spoke up, stating that she had been working in a restaurant and was now the assistant manager. The boys listened to the conversation very carefully, glancing back and forth ' from one young woman to the other, obviously wondering what was going on.
By the time supper was finished, they were all much more relaxed and chatting amicably with each other. As they sat around the living room, the two sisters gently prodded the boys to tell them about their school work, their friends and everything that would be of interest to them. It was late in the evening when the youngsters were noticeably tired, and Barbara suggested that they all get a good night's sleep.
"We've got five bedrooms, you know," Barbara said. "And since Fred has the other two kids up in the hills, you can each have your own bedroom. Matt, why don't you show the girls where they can sleep. Put Lisa in Sissy's bedroom and Patty in Davey's, okay?"
They all said goodnight, then Matt carried Patty's luggage upstairs. Lisa had left hers at the hotel, not having planned to stay the night. Matt showed the women their rooms, smiling graciously, then left.
When Lisa had closed the bedroom door and gazed around the teenaged girl's pretty room, remembering her own distressing girlhood, she sighed sadly and began getting undressed. It was a very uncomfortable situation, and she didn't know whether she could go through with it or not, but there didn't seem to be any other choice.
She pulled the covers back on the bed, turned out the lamp, then laid down wondering what was going to happen in the morning.
All the lights were out in the house and there wasn't a sound to be heard when Barbara opened her door very quietly and peered out into the hallway. She could see no lights under the bedroom doors.
Leaving her door open, she walked very quietly to the door of Matt's room. She listened, then turned the knob and slipped inside. Matt was laying on his back in bed, stark naked. The light from the lamp post near the street showed through the window, outlining his strong, young body against the white sheets.
Barbara stepped quickly to the bed, then sat down on the edge. "Are you awake?" she whispered. "Matt, are you awake?"
The boy opened his eyes slowly, "Yeah, Mom. I'm not asleep."
"I didn't think so." She hesitated. "Matt, you know we're not going to be able to do this much longer, don't you?"
"That's what you said, Mom, but you didn't say why."
The woman sighed, glanced out the window, then looked back at the beautiful body of the naked boy lying beside her. "You'll find out tomorrow, dear. But tonight ... tonight well have to do whatever we want to for the last time, I think."
She stood up, unbuttoned the light negligee down the front, then shrugged it off her shoulders. The boy let his eyes rove up and down the creamy figure in the faint light. Her huge cones stuck out proudly from her chest. The quarter-size nipples dark against the' lighter skin. Then he let his eyes drop down over the still flat stomach to the dark hairy bush surrounding the luscious cunt that he had known so well. His prick began to rise as it hardened, throbbing with each heartbeat as it jerked to a full erection.
"Ohhh, Mama!" he moaned. "Mama!"
Barbara laid down next to the boy, reaching for his hardening dick. She wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed it gently, feeling it surge to a stiff erection in her hand. Cradling his head in her arm, she thrust a full tit into his face, brushing the nipple against his lips. He opened his mouth, then began sucking greedily on her tit.
When the boy's hand began creeping up the inside of her thigh toward her hot, moist pussy, she raised her leg, giving him full access to the damp gash that was oozing milk. His fingers caressed her clit gently, then rubbed up and down the oily slit expertly, finally sliding a finger deep into her twat. She moaned softly, thrusting her pussy forward to his probing fingers.
"Ohhhh, Matt," she murmured. "My dear, Matt. Ohhh, I want you to fuck me so badly. I'm going to miss you, dearest. I really am. Ohhh, suck that titty, honey. Suck it. Ohhh, baby."
After they had fondled each other for a few minutes, Barbara rolled over on her back, pulling the boy with her. Spreading her legs wide, she reached down to grasp his throbbing dick and rub it up and down her slit. Forcing the lips of her canyon apart with the head of his tool, she gently inserted the head, then grasping him by the hips, she pulled him into her, jamming his thick cock deep into her belly.
"Uuunnngghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, God, Matt! What a beautiful prick! Oh, my God! Fuck me, dearest! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Mama!" the boy groaned. "Mama! Oh, God! Mama! Unngghh! Uuunnnngghhh!"
Barbara threw her arms around the boy, holding him close, feeling his thick shaft slamming into her as he hunched his young ass, hammering her twat with his prick.
The couple jerked violently, then they were still.
CHAPTER THREE
The following morning everyone was up early. Lisa and Patty helped their mother prepare breakfast and the conversation was light. Both Lisa and Patty appeared to be a little nervous, considering what was going to happen during the day, and when Barbara suggested that the two boys take care of the yard first thing that morning, they were both relieved.
When the kitchen was cleaned up and the dishes done, the girls and their mother went into the living room to sit down to the inevitable conversation as to what was to take place as far as an announcement to the boys. Barbara waited quietly until they had all lit a cigarette and leaned back in their chairs.
Lisa and Patty looked at their mother apprehensively.
"Well," Barbara said, smiling. "I guess we might as well get to it, girls. Fred's coming back with the kids tonight, so we're going to have to get something done today. I think the best way to handle this would be for each of you to take your own son aside and explain the situation to him."
"Oh, Mom," Patty wailed. "I can't. I just can't. What am I going to tell him? That I deserted him? That his own mother went away and left him?"
"I feel the same way, Mom," Lisa said. "It's going to be quite a shock to Matt and I really haven't got the heart to tell him."
Barbara shook her head sadly and rubbed her forehead with her hand. "I know it's a terrible situation but it can't be helped. Fred was very adamant. He was very upset when I told him, and now he insists that they leave."
"Well, what about Sissy?" Patty interrupted. "He knows that she's illegitimate too, doesn't he? Didn't you tell him about her? "
"Yes, I did," Barbara replied, nodding. "I told him. But he realizes that Sissy was something else all together."
"You never did explain that to me," Asa said. "How did that happen? Was it after Dad left?"
"Yes, it was," Barbara said. "After I threw your father out, and after you girls had gone to your aunt's, I was very lonesome for quite a while.
Sissy's father was ... was Mr. Johnson, who used to live across the street. He was very sympathetic, and tried to help me out and ... well you know what can happen."
"Does Fred know who the father is?" Patty asked.
"No." Barbara shook her head. "I didn't see any point in going that far. Don Johnson moved away shortly after that and I've never heard from him again."
"How old is she now?" Lisa asked. "About twelve?"
"Uh huh. Just a year younger than Matt."
There was a long silence while the three women avoided each other's eyes. Then finally, Lisa spoke up. "Well I have to agree with Patty. I think that we should break the news to the boys gently, as softly as we can. If we just had more time...!"
"Can't we at least have a week?" Patty pleaded. "Just a week? I don't have to be back to work right away, and if we could stay here...?"
Barbara sighed. "Girls, you know how I feel about this. It was really ... my fault that it happened all together. But you must realize that I have a new life to lead now, too. I can't have Fred angry with me. He's even threatened to leave. But I'll see what I can do. I'll talk to him tonight when he gets home. I know how you feel, and I know that it's a difficult situation. I'll do everything I can."
"Do Davey or Sissy know anything about this at all?" Lisa asked her mother.
"No. Not a thing. I thought I would explain after you had gone."
The sudden sound of the power mower in the front yard blared in through the open windows. All three women turned their heads to see both young boys, Matt pushing the power mower, Timmy with a rake in hand. Both were stripped to the waist, their young bodies gleaming, bronzed frOm the sun.
"They're certainly fine looking young boys, aren't they?" Barbara said.
"Yes, they are," the girls agreed in unison.
"Well, you might as well get unpacked, girls. I'm sure I can talk Fred into something." She paused. "Oh, Lisa, your bags are still at the hotel, aren't they?"
"Yes. I'll pick them up later, if I can borrow the car."
"That won't be necessary," Barbara said. "I'll get them when I take Matt downtown to the library this afternoon."
"If you don't mind, I'll ride along," Patty said. "I want to get some new clothes. And if I can talk you into it, Mom, I'd like to have you give me a home permanent."
"Of course," Barbara smiled.
While the two young women went upstairs to make their beds and Patty to unpack, Barbara cleaned up the first floor of the house. Later on in the morning, the women gathered around the breakfast table for a cup of coffee, chatting about the boys and what had been happening to the girls since they had left home. Lisa, with practicality, stuck to .her story of being a model. She still hadn't the nerve to explain to her family that she was a professional whore.
After lunch, Matt, Barbara and Patty climbed into the car and left. Lisa was still feeling nervously exhausted and decided to take a short nap while they were gone. Timmy had said at the table that he was going to visit a girlfriend that afternoon.
Lisa went upstairs into Sissy's bedroom and closed the door. The sun was warming considerably outside, and even the air blowing in through both open windows didn't dissipate the heat in the room. She stripped naked and dropped down on top of the bed.
She closed her eyes, and began going over in her mind exactly how she was going to explain to Matt what had happened. Certainly the boy wouldn't understand a father raping his own daughter! And how was she going to explain abandoning him? She heard the shower go on in the bathroom as she lay there with disturbing thoughts.
She began to drift off to sleep, and was only half awake when the wind from the bedrooms across the hall blew her door open slightly. She thought about getting up to close it, but fatigue decided her against it.
A motion at the door roused her minutes later. Opening her eyes just a crack, she glanced at the open doorway to see Timmy standing there, a towel wrapped around his waist. He was staring at her wide eyed, at her full lush naked body, lying on top of the spread.
Feeling he would be embarrassed if she showed any signs of wakefulness, she kept her eyes open only a slit and didn't move. As she watched him, the towel rose in front of his pelvis. His little boy prick was getting hard as he stared at her full tits and dark hairy crotch. For reasons she couldn't explain, Lisa was amused.
Timmy's body trembled as he stared at her. He was sure she was asleep. He had never seen such a beautiful body before and now his prick was almost at full erection, throbbing with each heartbeat, pushing the towel out into a tent. Very quietly, he pushed the door open a little further, then pulled the towel aside to reach down and grasp his throbbing cock.
He wrapped his fingers around his jerking dong, skinning it back and pumping it gently as his eyes roved over the dark, bushy area that he knew covered a luscious cunt.
He was no novice to sex. In addition to his sister, Sissy, and several girls at school, he had also fucked his mother. But still the sight of a naked woman excited him almost beyond belief.
His legs quivered as he slowly pumped his swollen shaft, skinning the head back and pushing the foreskin foreward, exciting the sensitive head. His breath was coming in gasps. He didn't want to cum too quickly. He wanted to bathe in the beauty of his sister's fantastic body as he proceeded to jack off.
Lisa watched all this with growing excitement. She could feel her belly palpitating as her uterus contracted. Her pussy was dilating and she could feel the milk flowing out into the folds of her cunt. She wanted desperately to do something to help the boy; to jack him off, suck him off, or let him fuck her. But she was reticent. She couldn't do that to her own nephew.
It was with an effort that she kept her eyes open only enough to see, her lashes concealing the aperture in her eyelids. She stared at the boy's long tool and at the almost hairless sack beneath that jiggled as he pumped his cock. Suddenly, and uncontrollably, her legs began twitching. It was more than she could stand. Too much! She opened her eyes wide and looked at the boy.
"Oh, Timmy, honey," she moaned. "Come here. Please come here." She held her arms out to him.
Timmy stopped his hand motions suddenly. His eyes widened in terror at her voice. He stood motionless, his hand still on his big tool, afraid, not knowing whether to run away or stay.
"Please, Timmy. Come here. Let me take care of you. I can't stand to see you do that to yourself."
Slowly the boy released his pecker and walked across the room toward the bed, his dick jerking. On the last step before reaching the bed, the towel fell from around his waist and he was stark naked. Lisa rolled on her side and encircled his thick, boyish dong with her hand, caressing it lovingly. She looked up into his eyes, which glinted with anticipation and fear.
"Don't worry, honey," she cooed. "I'll take care of it for you. Don't worry. No one will ever know."
Pulling him closer by his prick, she leaned near the head of his dong, kissed the tip gently, then opened her mouth and slipped it over the young boy's prick.
"Oh, Lisa! Lfuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Ohhhh, my God! Lisa! Are you going to ... suck me! Lisa! Ohhhh, my God! Uuunnngghh! Uuunnggghhhh!"
The woman could still smell the clean aroma of soap on his dick, and it tasted sweet. Sucking and pulling with her mouth, she -rimmed his dong, teased his slit, then sucked and pulled, nodding her head back and forth on his shaft. The boy quivered and shook as she sucked and slurped on his dong, his legs trembling.
"Ohhhh, Lisa! Lisa! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuuunnnggghhh! Ohhhhh, Lisa, that feels so good. Lisa! Do you ... do you want me to ... cuuummmmm?"
"Uuummmm! Uuummmmm!" Lisa nodded her head as she sucked and slurped on his dick, trying to pull his hot cum from his boyish balls. She had never tasted such a tender young dong before, and it was beyond belief. Not a thick hairy shaft that belonged to some dirty old man who hadn't bathed in two days, but a sweet young shaft that she could lick and suck delectably.
"Lisa!" the boy shouted. "Lisa! Lisa! I'm going to...! Oh, my God! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! WHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Suddenly his hot cum was spewing into her mouth, spraying her tonsils, flowing down her throat. The woman swallowed hungrily forcing the hot sperm down her gullet as she tried to suck even more out of the long hard staff.
"LISA! UNG UNGH! UNGH!"
The boy went rigid as his cum erupted from his dong. He shuddered and trembled, shook and quivered. When the last of his sperm had oozed from the end of his jerking rod, Lisa licked him off tenderly, then rolled over on her back and held her arms up to him.
"C'mon, honey," she cooed. "Please! Fuck me! You can. It's all right. No one will ever know."
She spread her thighs wide, showing him the petal-pink slit, the velvety folds of her twat, milky with her own fluid. The boy stared at her cunt, his mouth open, his eyes wide. Then with a groan deep in his throat he climbed between her legs. Lisa encircled him with one arm, then reached down with her other hand to guide his stiff prick into her aching twat.
"Ohhhh, Timmy!" she moaned, as the head slipped into the orifice. "Timmy! My God! Ohhhh, what a beautiful cock. Ohhhh, my God!"
Placing her heels on his ass, she pushed his dick into her, filling her belly with his long hot shaft. She kissed him fiercely then snuggled his head into the crook of her shoulder as she hunched up to his thrusting prick.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, my God, Timmy! Timmy! Do it! oh, baby! Do it! Do it! Whhuuunnnggg!"
The sturdy young lad was stabbing her fiercely with his dick. His legs and ass twitching as he hammered his dong into her twat. He could feel her uterus with the sensitive tip of his plunging shaft, and he gave it all he had.
"Lisa! Lisa!" he gasped into her ear. "Oh, Lisa! Lisa! OHHHHHH, LISA!"
He was crushing her tits with his chest, his head buried in her hair, slamming and hammering his dick into her, thrusting deeper, deeper as he hammered home. His pelvis banging against hers.
"LISA! OH, LISA! UUUNNNGGGHHH! I ... I ... CAN'T ... HOLD ... IT ... WHHUUUNNNGGG!"
"Now!" she screamed. "OH, TIMMY! NOW! HARDER! HARDER! DO IT FASTER! NOW! OHHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGG!"
Timmy's body went stiff as he shoved his distended peter in as far as it would go. Then he exploded, His eruption slammed against tfer womb, sending thrills of delight through her body as her own orgasm tingled her nerve ends.
They writhed and twisted, thrashed and squirmed, moaned and groaned. Then Lisa rolled them both over so that she was on top of the boy. Raising up slightly, she smiled at his pleasantly agonized expression. Then she kissed him passionately, holding him tight.
They lay there for quite a few minutes regaining their composure then, very gently, Lisa slid her cunt off the boy's still throbbing dong, easing off him. She dripped white cream on the spread as she rolled over the bed to stand up beside it. Staring down at the handsome young boy, his elongated shaft streaked with their mixed fluids, she smiled at him tenderly.
"That was just wonderful," she told him. "Just wonderful. I didn't know you were such a big man."
Timmy looked up at her grinning weakly. "Wheeew," he said. "I sure didn't expect that."
Lisa giggled. "I didn't either, Timmy. Believe me, I didn't either." She hurried from the room down the hall to the bathroom to expel his liquid.
When she returned, Timmy had the towel wrapped around him again, no evidence of his erection to be seen.
"I ... I think I'd better take another shower," he mumbled. "I was supposed to ... to go to my girlfriend's this afternoon."
Lisa laughed, stepped close to him and fondled his dick under the towel as she kissed him on the cheek.
"That's all right, sweet. At least now I know you won't be doing anything wrong when you get there."
She went back to lay down on the bed as the boy went out the door and down the hall to the bathroom.
* * *
It was almost eight o'clock that evening when Fred arrived with Davey and Sissy. Fred was in his early fifties, but didn't look it. He was a very handsome man, rugged and dark. His hair was gray only above the temples. He greeted the girls politely, but coolly, then introduced Davey and Sissy.
Davey, the younger brother that was being born while the two sisters were being impregnated, was a handsome boy, slightly larger than either Timmy or Matt. He had a frank, open face, and a shock of dark brown hair that looked as though it had never seen a comb. His wide eyes were blue and he had a cheerful smile..
His sister Sissy was a beautiful young girl, fully developed with a firm, high bust, slim waist and long lithe legs. She had rich cocoa hair that hung almost to her waist, violet eyes and a cheerful personality.
As soon as the introductions were over, Barbara hussled her husband upstairs to their bedroom, obviously for a discussion. When they had gone, Lisa and Patty asked the new arrivals to sit down next to them to talk and get acquainted.
"Are you really a model, Lisa?" Sissy asked, awe struck.
"Yes, I am," Lisa replied smiling. "But it's not as easy as you might think. It's a lot of work you know."
"Oh, Jeez," the girl gasped. "If I could only be a model. Wow! Would you tell me about it? Would you? Please?"
Lisa agreed, and while the other children and Patty sat staring at her, she told them all the fabricated story of the modeling business. It was all drawn from what she had read in the papers and the magazines in and around the bigger city. A complete lie, but she made it sound as though it were the absolute truth. She had just finished, and Patty was about to go to the kitchen for refreshments, when Barbara and Fred came back downstairs.
"I hear you girls are going to stay for a week," Fred said, smiling, much friendlier than before.
"If it's all right with you," Lisa said. "We both have time off now."
"Don't see any reason why not," Fred agreed, nodding. "Barbara will have to figure out some sleeping arrangements for you."
"Oh, that's no problem," Barbara said. "We have plenty of room. Well just have to double up a bit."
Barbara helped Patty with the refreshments, then the entire family sat around the living room recalling old experiences and telling about the new ones. The kids had been enthusiastic about their short camping trip in the mountains and it was apparent that both Timmy and Matt felt left out.
"Well," Barbara said, as it neared eleven o'clock, "I think we'd better work out where we're going to sleep. Lisa, you and Sissy can sleep together. Tim and Matt can double up. Davey can stay in his room, and Patty can have Tim's room. That works out just fine, doesn't it?"
"Perfect," Patty said. "I'll have to warn you, Mom, I really toss and turn in my sleep, so it's best I sleep alone."
"Can't be any worse than Fred," Barbara said, laughing.
When they had gone to their bedroom, and the door was closed, Lisa was silently amused at Sissy's obvious embarrassment at having to undress in front of her.
"Haven't you ever slept with anyone before?" she asked the girl lightly.
"No," the girl answered, more quickly than was necessary. "I ... no I haven't."
She had taken her sweater off, and was peeling her slacks down her legs. Lisa stared at the girl, openly admiring her beautiful young figure, wishing that she had her creamy skin.
When Lisa undressed, it was the girl's turn to stare in wonder. Lisa had a perfectly formed body, beautiful hips, small waist, and huge conical tits that didn't sag at all, but jutted out proudly from her chest.
"Wow!" the girl gasped, then turned red in embarrassment. "I ... I guess you have to ... to be built like that to be a model, don't you?"
"No, honey," Lisa said kindly, dropping her nightgown over her shoulders. "There are all kinds of models you know, not just brassiere models."
The girl was standing naked, holding her short nightgown in her hands. She turned to look at herself in the mirror, observing the blossoming tits that were so much smaller than Lisa's. She shook her head sadly, slipped into her gown, then climbed into bed.
"'Night," Lisa said, turning off the bed lamp.
"Goodnight, Lisa. I ... I'm glad you're here."
"So am I, dear."
CHAPTER FOUR
Lisa had lain motionless next to the young girl for quite some time, thinking about the episode with Timmy earlier in the day. Even the memory excited her. The whole episode had seemed so clean and fresh that it had given her a new outlook on sex altogether. Just before drifting off to sleep, she made a decision to try to coax Timmy to bed with her again.
She had no idea how long she had been asleep, but she was awakened by the wriggling of the bed as Sissy eased out from under the covers and tiptoed stealthily to the door. As she watched, the girl slipped into the hallway and disappeared.
"Where on earth can she be going?" Lisa thought. "Probably to the bathroom."
She turned over on her side, but was unable to go back to sleep as she didn't hear the toilet flush. After a few moments, she got out of bed and went into the hallway.
Past the staircase, she could see the reflected light from the living room. Barefooted, she walked down the carpeted hall to the head of the stairs. She could hear faint mutterings coming from the floor below. Very quietly, she inched down the staircase until she could peek through the large doorway to see Sissy and Matt standing close together in the middle of the room.
"I'm sorry," Sissy was saying in a loud whisper. "I wasn't sure when she was asleep. I couldn't get away any sooner."
"Okay. Okay," Matt said, exasperatedly. "But for Godsake, be quiet. We don't want to wake anyone up."
It was dark on the stairs, and she was sure the kids couldn't see her, so Lisa sat down on the steps and watched to see what was going to happen. No sooner had she seated herself and leaned against the wall, than Sissy crossed her arms in front of her, grabbed the shorty nightgown by the hem, and pulled it off over her head.
Her beautiful young body was a sight to behold, and Lisa sucked in her breath quickly when she realized what was-going on. As she stared, Matt slipped his pajama bottoms off his legs, his long, hard prick jerking as he stared at Sissy's young lush body.
Lisa was forced to stare at her son's hard prick.
It was hairier than Timmy's, the foreskin pulled back to reveal the swollen purple head. It looked oily from a distance.
"Oh, Matt!" Sissy moaned, staring down at his jerking dong. "Matt! Matt! Hurry, please!"
The boy stepped to a large overstuffed chair and pushed the matching ottoman against it. "Lay down there," he said, gruffly. "Keep your feet on the floor."
Sissy nodded and walked to the chair. She sat on the ottoman and laid back, her thighs spread wide. Matt kneeled between her outspread legs, then reached up with both hands to separate the lush folds of her cunt. He stared down into the moist pink canyon for several moments before bending down, his tongue outstretched.
As Lisa stared, excitement building in her loins, she watched her son lick and lap at Sissy's young twat. She could see his hardened piston pulsating as he buried his face in the light brown hair of her snatch, and she could hear the slurping sounds from where she sat."
The girl's legs were quivering, and she was unable to keep them on the floor. They jerked out then dropped, then jerked out again as the boy buried his mouth in her pussy. His hand dropped down to grasp his jerking shaft as he ate the young girl greedily.
The girl grabbed Matt's head with both hands, pressing his face into her crotch. She draped her legs down his back, squeezing his ears with her thighs as she twisted and turned under him. Her flat belly was palpitating and her head was swiveling from side to side, her eyes closed as she moaned in ecstasy.
Lisa's own legs were quivering as she watched her son eat the young girl's cunt. She felt her womb contracting and her pussy dilating as milk oozed into the folds of her twat. She gazed at the young couple, twisting and writhing in the dim light of the living room. Pulling her gown up, she dropped a hand into her crotch, feeling delicately with two fingers for her own canyon.
"NOW! MATT! NOW! NOW! A A A R R RGGGHHHHH! WHHHUUUNNNGGG-HHH! AARRRGGGHHH! MATT! MATT! OHHHHH!"
The girl's legs went in the air and her entire body twitched spasmodically. Her back arched, thrusting her tits toward the ceiling, and her mouth was open as animal sounds came from her throat. She writhed and squirmed, pushing her hot pussy all over Matt's face as orgasm sped through her body.
Lisa rubbed her milk all over her crevice, then as her son rose up and :began moving forward, his prick jerking with desire, she slammed two fingers into her twat, pumping vigoriously as she watched her son's hard shaft slide into Sissy's waiting tunnel.
"Matt!" Lisa whispered, softly. "Oh, Matt! Fuck her good, honey! Fuck her good!"
Thrilled with the sight of her son's cum-streaked shaft sliding in and out of the juicy tube, Lisa pumped furiously at her own cunt. The sight of her own son enjoying the pleasures of sex right before her eyes was more exciting than she could ever have belived.
Matt groaned. "Aaarrggghhh! Uuunngghhh! Whhhuuuffff! Sissy! Ohh, God! Sissy! Jesus Christ, what a tight cunt! Sissy! Goddamn!"
"Fuck me, Matt! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" The girl was whimpering and sobbing as she squeezed the boy's body to hers. Her young ass was writhing and squirming under him as he hammered his dong home.
"Uunnggghhh! Uunnggghhh!" Matt's balls were swinging like a pendulum between his legs as he pounded away at the girl's cunt.
As Matt continued to stab wildly at Sissy's young juicy twat, Lisa spread her legs even further apart, stabbing her cunny with her fingers. She could hear the, wet fucking sounds as Matt plunged his greasy dong into Sissy's milk-filled twat. Matt's ass cheeks tightened as his piston disappeared and reappeared in the girl's slimy tunnel.
"Matt! "Matt!" The girl groaned and whimpered, digging her heels into his back as he slammed his shaft harder and harder into her belly.
"Matt! Matt! I'm going to cuuummm! Matt! Matt! Now! Faster! Faster! Harder! Matt! Ohhh, my God! AARRGGGHHH! UUNNGGGHHH! WHHUUNNGG!"
The boy picked up momentum, slamming his dick in as hard as he could, then suddenly he stopped and went stiff.
Lisa's own back arched and her legs stiffened. Then she jerked spasmodically as her own orgasm tingled her nerve ends and made her gasp for breath. She continued to swirl her fingers in her twat until the orgasm had passed, her eyes fixed on the young couple who were now melted against each other, trembling and shaking.
As Matt slithered his still jerking dong from Sissy's milk-filled twat, dripping white cream onto the ottoman, Lisa pulled her hand from her crotch and stood up. They would be coming up in a minute and she wanted to get back to her bedroom.
She turned and started up the stairs, but at the top, just before entering the hallway, she stopped suddenly. Her mother was walking down the hall away from her towards Davey'sroom. Lisa backed up to peek around the corner and saw Barbara glance quickly up and down the hallway, then slip into Davey's room, closing the door silently.
Hearing the children moving around in the living room, Lisa hurried back to Sissy's room and quickly slipped beneath the covers. As she waited for the girl to return, she tried to control her heavy breathing and the tremors that were speeding through her body from her recent orgasm. It was only a few minutes later when Sissy slipped into the room and quietly climbed into bed.
Within a matter of seconds, Sissy was breathing easily, sound asleep. Lisa knew that she was relaxed and content after having been eaten and fucked, the way she had. But what had Barbara been doing? Why had she gone to Davey's room at this time of night? As Lisa laid in the darkness, several erotic throughts passed through her mind, but she tried to shrug each of them off.
* * *
"Wake up, Davey," Barbara whispered. "Wake up. Slide over."
Her gown lay on the floor in a pile, and she was leaning over the bed, trying to push Davey over so she could climb in next to him.
"Huh?" Davey said sleepily. "Is that you, Mom?"
"Yes, dear. Move over. Let me get in."
When the boy slid over to the other side of the bed, Barbara laid down next to him. She pulled his warm body close, pressing her tits against his chest and her cunt against his soft cock.
"Davey, honey," she said softly. "I have to have you tonight. I just have to. You want me, too, don't you dear?" The boy put his arm around her, holding her tight as his boyish dong began to harden against her pelvis.
"God, yes, Mom! We haven't done this for a long time."
"I know, dear. I know," she murmured. "And pretty soon it's going to be just you and me." Rolling away from him a bit she reached down to wrap her fingers around his stiffening dick and she felt his strong, young muscle harden in her hand. She kissed him on the lips tenderly, stroking his dong gently. Davey's body quivered as her hand slipped up and down on his thick shaft.
"Oh, Davey. Davey. You've always been my favorite. You know that? You're my lover. My very own lover. Ohhhh, Davey!"
She brushed her lips against his cheek, then rose up on her knees, sliding down between his legs. Bending low, she skinned his now hard dong back, then leaned down to kiss and nibble at the swollen head.
"Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh! Ohhh, Mama! Are you going to ... suck me? Are you going to ... blow me off? Mama! Mama! Are you?"
Barbara rose up briefly, nodded, then bent down again, her mouth open to engulf his throbbing prong with her mouth. She tongued the head, rimming it and teasing the slit, then began sucking fiercely on his sweet tasting prick.
"Aarrggghhh! Whhuunnnggg! Whuufff!" The boy began squirming as she applied pressure to his dong.
"Uuummm! Uuummm! Uuummm!" Fondling his balls gently, Barbara began nodding her head quickly on his prick, sucking and slurping on the thick, hard, throbbing shaft. Milk oozed from her cunt, flowing into the lips and folds of her pussy as she sucked and tugged on Davey's stiff poker.
The boy had his feet planted firmly on the mattress and was lifting his ass off the bed, thrusting his dick upwards each time her head nodded down on it.
"Uuummm!" Barbara squirmed, wriggling her ass as she sucked on his rod. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
" ' U u u n n n g g g h h h! Whhuunnnggg! Uuunnnggghhh! Mama! Mama! Suck me! Suck my cock! Ohhh, Mama! Mama! My God! Jeessuuss! Mama!"
The woman felt his nuts drawing up to his groin and knew it wouldn't be long before he would be blowing off. She nodded more feverishly, bobbing her head quickly, sucking his dong with all the pressure she could apply, drawing his cum from his balls.
His sweet boyish dick swelled between her lips, then it was exploding in her mouth, squirting against her tonsils and spraying the back of her throat. Barbara gulped his hot fluid hungrily, forcing it down her throat as she sucked and pulled for more. The gushing jets slowed to a dribble, then Barbara sucked the last drops from the tip of his jerking prick, licked it off, and sat back on her haunches.
"Did you like that, honey?" she asked, softly. "Wasn't that good?"
"Jesus, yes!" the boy gasped. "My God!"
"Can you still fuck me?" she said. "Please? I want it so badly."
"Uh huh. I ... I think I can."
"Good," she said, smiling in the darkness. "Do it to me from behind this time. Get up on your knees."
As the boy rose up, Barbara turned, buried her head in her arms and spread her knees wide. Davey inched up behind her, holding his saliva-wet shaft in his hand. He placed one hand on her hip, then moved closer until the tip of his dong was rubbing the milky slit, greasing the head as she had taught him to do. Then he inserted the enlarged end into her canal.
"Do it, Davey," she murmured, softly. "Do it now! Doit! Stick it in!"
The boy gripped her hips firmly, adjusted his knees, then slammed forward, driving his piston deep into her twat until the tip slammed against her womb. "Uunnggghhh! Uunnggghhh!"
"Davey!" she moaned. "Daaweeeyyy! That's it! Whuungg! All the way in, honey! All the way! Ohhh, I needed that! Davey! Oh, Davey!"
As the boy hunched his long, thick poker into her greasy canal, Barbara reached back between her legs to grasp his nuts. She milked his balls down as he continued to spear her twat with his enlarged pecker.
"Uunnggghhh! Uunnggghhh! Mama! Mama! Ohhh, it feels so good this way! You're so tight! Mama! Mama! Uunngghh!"
Davey leaned over, resting his chest on her back, then reached under her to grasp her titties with his hands, kneading them gently as he hammered her pussy. Saliva dripped from his open mouth onto her naked back as he hammered her twat with his cock.
"Faster, Davey! Faster! Fuck me, dear! Ohh, fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Do it harder! Uunnggghhh! Whhuunngg! Davey! Davey! My God! What a beautiful cock! Davey!"
"Maammaa! I'M ... CC ... CCUUMMIINNG!"
"Do it, Davey!" she groaned. "DO IT NOW! CUM! CUM! OHHH, HONEY, CUM! FILL ME UP! CUM! CUM!"
She felt his hot sperm squirting into her, slamming against the opening to her uterus. The exciting sensation of his spurting cum excited her into climax. She wriggled her ass around his thick shaft, reaming her twat with his staff as she trembled and quivered in orgasm.
Davey gasped loudly on top of her, panting as his hot liquid flowed out around his embedded dong and down the inside of her thighs. Barbara shuddered, then let her body relax enjoying the feeling of her son's tool deep inside her.
She made no effort to move, letting the boy enjoy the soaking of his shaft in her warm, comfortable twat. Then the boy whimpered, rose up and slowly slipped his still hard dong from her cunt. He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.
Barbara dropped to her side, then rolled over on her back. "Thank you, dear! Thank you very much! I promise you it won't be so long next time."
"I ... I hope nobody heard us, Mom."
"Don't worry, dear. I'm sure they're all asleep." Barbara got off the bed, dripping white liquid onto the rug as she bent over to pick up her negligee and put it on. She buttoned it, then stepped over to her son and put both hands on his head. She kissed him tenderly, then turned and went out the door to her room.
* * *
The next morning at breakfast, the kids asked to go to the nearby public pool for a swim, as the weather forecast had been for another hot day. Lisa responded by saying that she would be happy to go with them, as she had nothing else to do that day. Barbara laid out plans to give Patty the promised permanent, and Fred said he had things to do downtown. So, by ten o'clock, Barbara and Patty were left alone in the house.
"Well, dear," Barbara said, as she was in the final processes of setting Patty's hair, "have you decided yet what you're going to tell Timmy, and how?"
"Not just yet, Mom," Patty answered. "I want to talk to Lisa first. I think we should both have the same story, don't you? I mean ... I mean we're going to have to get our stories straight. I wish there were some easier way to do it."
"So do I, dear," Barbara said. "But I think the only way to do it will be to tell them the truth." She paused, then said, "And I wonder what they're going to think about me now?"
After finishing with Patty's permanent, the two women had a leisurely lunch, then Barbara changed clothes in preparation for going shopping for groceries. Though Patty said she would go along to help her, Barbara insisted she could do just as well by herself. Patty cleaned up the kitchen, then after Barbara had gone, she went upstairs to try on the four new dresses and the new underthings she had purchased the day before.
She slipped into a warm bath, luxuriated for a while, then returned to her room and began opening the boxes. It had been a long time since she had felt she could afford new clothes. She laid all the dresses out on the bed, theTi opened the last package containing the new and daring underthings she had bought.
After slipping into a very brief set of bikini panties, she donned a strapless bra that merely held up her large tits but didn't cover them. She stepped to a full length mirror on the closet door and stood admiring herself. Though her face was more lined than she would have liked, her body was still firm and curvy. Her tummy was flat, and her shapely legs still looked good.
She pirouetted in front of the mirror several times, smiling at herself as she looked at the luscious mounds that were puffed up by the brief brassiere. Then she stepped to the bed and viewed the dresses, wondering which one to put on first.
As she stood there pondering, she heard a cough in the doorway. Turning quickly, she saw Fred standing at the opening, looking at her with eyes gleaming as they roved up and down her near naked body.
"Fred!" she gasped. "I didn't know you were...." She looked around quickly to see what she could put on to cover herself.
"Sorry," he muttered. "Didn't ... expect to find you like that." He wanted to move away and knew that he should, but he couldn't take his eyes off Patty's lush figure, barely concealed by the underclothes.
Her tits were threatening to overflow the brassiere, and as he glanced down to her crotch, he could see long strands of dark, curly hair peeking out from under the brief panties. Her pussy was a dark mound under the thin material, and as he stared, Fred's cock began to stiffen.
Patty turned back to him, smiled, and shrugged her shoulders. "Well, I guess there's no point in covering up now. You've seen about everything there is to see, I guess."
"I'll ... I'll go back downstairs if you want," Fred mumbled, still unable to tear his eyes away from her.
"No," Patty said, "that's not necessary. As long as you're here, you might as well tell me which one of these dresses looks best on me. C'mon in and sit down. Everyone else is gone, so, don't worry about it."
CHAPTER FIVE
As Fred stepped nervously into the room, Patty went to the bed and moved a dress aside to give him a place to sit. He cleared his throat several times as he sank down onto the bed, trying to avert his eyes from Patty without success.
As she bent over near him, laying out the dresses so they wouldn't get wrinkled, he stared self-consciously at her large tits which he felt sure were going to fall out of their encasement.
"I kind of like this one, don't you?" Patty said, straightening up with a blue flowered cotton. "It just looks cool."
She slipped it over her head, zipped up the side, then walked to the full-length mirror to appraise it.
"Very nice," Fred said, "I like that very much." He shifted his legs uncomfortably, trying to conceal the growing bulge in the front of his pants.
"It sure feels nice," she said, twisting in front of the mirror.
Returning to the bed, she slipped the dress off, then shook it out, laid it down, and picked up another. Fred's eyes were fixed on the mound at her pelvis as she raised her arms high in the air to drop the dress down over her. It was a cool green knit with a mini skirt and a plunging neckline that sank almost to her navel.
"I couldn't resist this one," she giggled. "It shows quite a bit of me, don't you think?"
Fred cleared his throat as he let his eyes rove over her body. "Yes," he rasped. "That's really something."
As Patty tried on the remainder of the dresses, eyeing herself critically in the mirror and prancing around half naked in between, Fred's cock had risen to full erection, throbbing under his pants. Patty hadn't seemed to notice. After she had tried all the dresses on, she hung all the dresses in the closet, still parading around in her bra and panties.
"Mom said you're pretty well-to-do," Patty smiled as she walked to the dresser for her cigarettes. "She says you're in the carpet business."
"Yes. Yes, I am," he said, nodding. "I want to sell out pretty soon though. I'm about ready to retire."
"Must be nice," she smiled. "I wish I could." She leaned against the dresser and looked at him, seemingly unconcerned at the affect she was having on the older man.
His face flushed as she gazed coolly into his eyes. "I ... I think I'd better go now, Patty. I . ... I'm afraid you're too much for me."
"What do you mean, Fred?" she smiled. "I'll bet you've seen a lot of women like this before, haven't you?"
"Yeah," he croaked. "But ... but they weren't relation."
"I'm not really relation, Fred," Patty said quietly. "I'm only a step-daughter. We're not related by blood or anything." She let her gaze drop to his crotch where a huge mound was throbbing, even though he tried to conceal it by crossing his legs. "You're not an old man, you know. I'll bet you still have plenty of fire in your furnace."
"Your mother doesn't think so," he said, sighing, trying to avoid her gaze. "Sometimes I think ... I think she goes elsewhere for it."
"Oh, Fred, I can't believe that. I'll bet you take care of her very nicely."
"No," he said, shaking his head sadly. "I'm afraid not. We ... that is I ... I've got a problem."
Patty stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray on the dresser, then crossed the room to sit next to him. "What is it, Fred? What's the problem? You can tell me. I'm part of the family, you know."
"I ... well ... I guess I can. I have to talk to someone about it, I suppose. Maybe you can help. You know ... I was married before. We never had any kids and ... and my wife ... my wife wanted to do crazy things."
"Such as?" Patty coaxed.
"Well, she ... she didn't like to do it in bed. She always wanted to do it some crazy way. On the floor, or in the bathtub ... anyplace except in bed."
"Well, that's no problem," Patty smiled. "I'm sure Mom would do that with you, if you asked her to."
Fred sighed. "That's just the trouble. I got so used to doing it one way that my wife liked so well, that now I can't ... I can't ... cum any other way except that one."
Fred uncrossed his legs and leaned forward, elbows on knees, wringing his hands. Patty waited patiently for him to continue.
"You see my first wife ... liked to ... to be fucked on a table, and after I had done that for so many years, I got used to it. Now I can't ... I can't shoot off any other way anymore."
"Well, won't Mom do it with you that way? I should think she would do it any way you wanted to."
He turned to her, smiling sarcastically. "With a houseful of kids? Are you nuts? How could we ever go down to the dining room or the kitchen with the kids running in and out of the house all the time?"
Patty nodded solemnly. "I guess you're right." She paused then said, "But what about at night, after the kids are asleep? You could do it then."
Fred snorted. "Barbara says it's too much trouble to go downstairs every time she wants to ... to fuck."
"Oh, dear," Patty said. "That must be very hard on you."
"It is," he agreed, bending over to rub the back of his neck, "and I don't know what the hell to do about it."
They sat silently for several minutes, Patty with a thoughtful look on her face. Then she said, "Well, if I'm going to be any help at all, I have to know what you're talking about."
He sat up straight and looked at her, a startled expression on his face.. "You mean you ... you want to...?"
"Why not?" Patty shrugged. "This is a serious problem, and I want my mother to be happy. You wouldn't mind would you? I mean, it's not as though you're raping me or anything."
"But I...! I don't think...!"
Patty patted him on the knee, then stood up smiling. "It's alright, Fred. It's for the good of the family. Just a minute until I put something on. Just in case we get caught down there."
Unhooking her bra, she tossed it on the bed, then slipped out of her panties. She stepped to the closet and took out a long housecoat which she slipped over her shoulders.
"There we go. Now if anyone comes in, I can get dressed quickly. C'mon, Fred, let's go." She stepped over to the bed, took him by the hand and pulled him up.
They walked downstairs, hand in hand. Then Fred nervously checked all of the rooms on the first floor to make sure no one was there. When he returned to the dining area, Patty was standing there naked, her robe draped over a chair.
"Tell me how I should get up there, Fred," she smiled. "Like this?" She moved a chair out of the way at the end of the table, jumped up, then laid down on her back with her legs dangling over the edge.
Fred's cock was throbbing and jerking wildly in his pants, pressing so hard against the cloth it hurt. He gazed at her lush body, prone on the table, the legs wide, exposing the velvety folds of her twat, surrounded by dark, curly hair. The large lush tits with their hard pointed nipples were inviting.
Quickly, he fumbled his zipper down, drawing his swollen tool from its hiding place. He skinned the head back revealing the swollen purple tip, a droplet of liquid oozing from the slit in the end.
"Ohhh, Fred!" Patty moaned, softly, gazing at the pulsating shaft. "That's an awfully large prick. I can't understand why Mom wouldn't come down here for it. I know I'd walk a long ways for a cock that size."
Fred grinned proudly, then walked to the end of the table between her outstretched legs. He gazed down at the moist slit that was open, the pink lips of her gash glistening wetly. Moaning softly, he got on his knees and leaned forward with his tongue out. He began to lick her milky canyon.
"Freedd!" she moaned. "Do you eat Mom, too? Ohhh, my God, that feels good! There! Right there! Ohhh! Use your tongue! Ohhh! Ohhh!"
He licked and lapped at her creamy gash, running his tongue over her clit, then her hole, then down over her asshole. Burying his nose in the moist flesh, he stabbed his tongue into her twat.
"Fred!" she groaned. "Oh, my God! Eat me! Eat me!"
She writhed and twisted as his tongue darted in and out of her hole, rimming it. He swallowed her milk thirstily as he lapped and slurped on the greasy gash. Then he stood up abruptly.
"Patty!" he groaned. "I've got to stick it in! I've got to stick it in now I"
The young woman threw her legs in the air, spreading her thighs wide, holding her arms out to the man. He gripped his tool and stepped forward to rub the tip up and down her milky crevice. Then, sliding the end into the juicy tube, he leaned over, lunging his dong deep into her belly.
"Uunnggghhh! Aarrggghhh! Fred! Fred! My God! What a cock! Ohhh, Fred! Jam it in! All the way! Farther! Oh, my God! Uunnggghhh!"
Fred grunted as the warm tissues of her tight cunny enveloped his stabbing dong. Placing his palms on the table on either side of her writhing body, he began hammering his dick into her, hunching wildly.
"Whhuunngg! Uunnggghhh! Whhuunngg! Patty! Jesus! Patty! What a tight twat! Patty! My God! Patty!"
"Oh, fuck me, Fred!" she screamed, reaching out to grab both shoulders. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Stab me! Oh, my God! What a beautiful cock! Oh, my God! Uunnggghhh! Whhuunngg!"
"Patty! Oh, Christ! Patty! Aarrgghh! You're ... cunt ... is ... tight...! Whhuunngg! Aarrgghh!"
"Slam it to me!" she cried out. "Slam it to me! Stick me with that beautiful cock! Oh, my God! Fred! Uunngghh! Whhuunngg! Faster! Faster! God! Jesus Christ!"
Fred looked down at her pussy, watching his dong disappear and reappear into her hot cunt. His legs quivered and his torso shook as he slammed his dick home harder and harder. "Aarrgghh! Uunngghh! Whhuunngg!"
"FRED! FRED!" she screamed. "I'M ... GOING ... TO ... CUUMMM! NOW! NOW! FRED! OH, MY GOD! AAARRGGHH! UUNNGGHH!"
Rising up, Fred's body went rigid as his hot cum erupted into her twat. He shivered as each jet of sperm shot out the end of his dick to spray her womb. His eyes were closed and his teeth clenched as his fluid continued to erupt, his dick jerking with each spurt.
"WHHUUNNGG! UUNNGGHH! WHHUUNNGG!" Patty squirmed and twisted, swirling her twat around on his erupting dick. Her own orgasm sending sensuous pleasure through every nerve end. Then she collapsed limply, letting her legs drop down to hang over the table edge.
"Ohhh, God, Fred! My God! You really know how to use that prick, don't you? I haven't been fucked like that in a long time. Don't take It out right away. Please? Let it stay in for just a minute."
As Fred stood there, gasping for breath, staring down at her beautiful tits, he felt her pussy muscles contracting around his still jerking dong. He had never felt a cunt quite like that. Barbara had been a better fuck than his first wife, but nothing like this girl.
When his breathing had returned to normal, he smiled down at the girl, then slowly eased his dong from her cum-filled twat. Sperm flowed out of her tunnel as the head finally popped out, dripping onto the rug at his feet. He sighed heavily, then sat down on the chair she had moved aside.
"Jesus Christ, Patty! That was almost too much for an old man like me!"
The young woman sat up on the table, smiling at him. "You're not an old man. Not with a cock like that."
She stepped down and went into the kitchen for paper towels to wipe her pussy and to sop up the puddle of cum at the end of the table. She disposed of the towel, then returned to slip into her robe. Fred was still sitting in the chair, obviously exhausted, his cock now wilted to a nubbin.
"Well," she said, smiling. "Now I know how you do it that way. As soon as we have a chance, I'll see how you can do in bed. Maybe you're just not using the right position." She knelt at the man's knees. "I do want to help you Fred. Really I do. And I want to help Mom too. As soon as we can, well get into bed together, and then I'll see how you fuck that way."
He grinned at her weakly. "I'd certainly appreciate it, Patty. But you have to remember that I can only cum once. I can't keep shooting over and over again like the young studs you're probably used to."
Patty stood up. "Don't you worry about that, dear. Don't worry about that at all. Now, you'd better go get that juice off your cock, while I go up and get some clothes on. No telling when the rest of them will be back."
* * *
After dinner that night, Lisa whispered to Patty in the kitchen that she wanted to talk to her after everyone else was asleep. Patty agreed quickly, as she wanted to talk the situation about the boys over with her sister. When the house was settled down, and Lisa was sure Sissy was asleep, she slipped quietly out of bed and went to Patty's room. Her sister was sitting up in bed, naked, with the bedlamp on, reading a magazine.
Lisa crossed to the bed, sat down, then lit one of Patty's cigarettes. "Well, what are we going to do, hon? We've only got a few days left to break the news."
"I know," Patty agreed, tossing the magazine to the floor. "And I still haven't figured out what I'm going to tell Timmy."
"I've been thinking," Lisa said, solemnly. "Maybe it would be better if we both talked to them at the same time. That way we both wouldn't have to say the same thing, and we could help each other out if it got difficult."
"I think that's a good idea, Lisa. But we can't do it here. Not with a houseful of people."
"You're right. Maybe we could borrow one of the cars, and take them to the park."
"Okay," Patty said. "How about first thing in the morning, while we're still fresh?' If I have to think about it too long, I'm afraid I'll chicken out."
Lisa took a puff on her cigarette. "Are you going to take him back with you, then? Back to where you're living now, I mean?"
"I don't know yet. I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't really give up that job, Lisa. I've worked there too long. It would be pretty tough for me to find one that paid that much again."
"I know," Lisa said, nodding in agreement. "I'm in the same boat. Maybe we should do something together. We could get a house and the four of us could live there. It would mean both of us getting different jobs again, but at least we'd be working together and sharing expenses."
Patty sighed and rubbed her eyes. Then she said, "There's one thing you haven't thought of. Suppose they don't want to come with us. Suppose they hate us when they find out what we did to them?"
"Please, Patty, let's not even talk about that. Not now. Let's just do what we have to and then see what happens. Okay?"
"You're right. First thing in the morning then. You may have to hold my hand, though."
Lisa laughed. "And you'll have to hold mine, too. I'm going back to bed now. Don't worry about it. See you in the morning."
She stubbed out her cigarette, patted Patty's leg, then left the room. When she returned to Sissy's bedroom, the bed was empty. "Why that little harloV." Lisa thought. "Surely she can't be fucking Matt again. Not two nights in a row."
She turned around and started back for the door to see what was happening, then stopped, changing her mind. It wasn't any of her business. Let the kids have their fun. She shrugged off her robe and climbed into bed, wishing there was a big hard cock waiting for her. Within seconds she was sound asleep, her hand pressing tightly against her pussy.
* * *
Sissy had only pretended to be asleep when Lisa left. She had promised Davey that she would go to his room, but now she was afraid that Lisa would come back, find her gone, then raise an alarm. She laid in bed wide-eyed, her pussy contracting with anticipation of Davey's huge cock, wondering whether she could get away with it.
Finally, unable to stand the waiting, she clambored out of bed and hurried to the hallway. She heard muted sounds from the room Patty was sleeping in, and stealthily crept to the door. She could recognize Lisa's and Patty's voices but couldn't hear what they were saying.
About to chicken out, she turned to go back to her room when Davey's door opened and he motioned at her urgently to come in. The girl hesitated momentarily, then glancing down at Davey's long hard dong, her mind was made up. She stepped past Davey into the room, stopping as he shut the door quietly.
"Davey," she whispered. "I don't think we should. Lisa's in Patty's room, and they're talking. She'll miss me when she goes back."
"Piss on 'em," Davey said hoarsely. "I've been thinking about this all day. Look at that cock. I can't wait. It won't take long. I just want you to suck me off."
"But, Davey," she pleaded. "What if they...? What if Lisa talks to...?"
"It won't take that long," Davey begged. "I'm so hot it won't take more than a couple of minutes. Hurry up Sis. Get down on your knees and suck me."
In the dim light, Sissy could see her brother's enlarged shaft jerking so hard it was jiggling his balls. She moaned softly, then sank to her knees in front of him. "Ohhh, Davey! Davey! It's so hard! Cum real quick, will you please! I want to hurry back."
"Well, get your mouth on it then!" he said. "Suck it! Hurry up!"
She gripped his dick by the base and opened her mouth. Bending forward, she forced his foreskin back with her lips and tongue, then began rimming the head of his dong. She nibbled at the tip, then put her mouth down on his shaft, sucking and tugging on it. Her cheeks puckered as she bobbed up and down on his pulsating prick.
"Uunnggghhh! Whhuunngg! Suck it, Sissy! Suck it! Suck me off! Oh, God! Oh, my God! Whhuunngg!"
The girl reached around him, grabbing his asscheeks with both hands, then she began nodding more quickly, moaning softly as she pulled and slurped on his sweet, slick shaft. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
Davey's legs were trembling as he buried his fingers in her hair, hunching his quivering ass at her face as she slurped on his dong. "Whuuufff! Aarrgghh! Uunngghh!"
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" Sissy was going wild on his dick, slurping on his shaft like a popsicle, squeezing his asscheeks as she felt the tremors surging through his body.
The young girl was hunching her pussy into thin air, writhing and twisting on her knees as she sucked and pulled on her brother's hardened shaft. The piston was slipping in and out of her mouth easily, wet with saliva, rubbing over her tongue and touching her tonsils. She probed for his asshole with a finger. When she found it, she jammed it in to the puckered opening, then sucked all the harder on his pulsating piston.
"SISSY! UUNNGGGHHH! OH, JESUS CHRIST! AARRGGHH! SISSY! SISSY! I'M GOING TO BLOW OFF! SISSY! OH, GOD! SUCK ME! AARRGGHH!"
She pumped her finger furiously at his bung hole as she sucked on his dick. Then she felt it swelling in her mouth. With a gigantic gush his dong exploded, spraying her mouth with his hot cum.
"UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!"
Between swallows, the girl groaned in ecstasy as the hot liquid spewed against her tonsils.
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! WHUUFF! WHHUUNNGG! SISSY! SISSY! JESUS CHRIST!"
The last drops of his load dribbled on to her tongue. The girl licked him off tenderly, removed her finger from his asshole, then stood up. "Was that all right, Davey? Was it?"
"Christ, yes!" he groaned. "Thanks, Sis! Thanks a lot! Tomorrow night I'll eat your cunt, okay?"
She nodded, smiling, then stepped to the door and turned the knob.
"'Night," she said.
CHAPTER SIX
"It looks like it's going to be another hot day," Lisa said, as she, Patty, Timmy and Matt walked to the car in the driveway. "We'd better plan on getting home around noon or so or we'll be scorched."
Lisa got behind the wheel, Patty beside her, as the boys climbed into the back seat. The youngsters were still looking at each other with puzzled expressions, wondering what was going on.
Deftly, Lisa backed the car out into the street, then drove down the avenue, headed for the park. At least it would be cool under the trees, and at this hour on a week day, it shouldn't be crowded. Patty lit two cigarettes, handed one to Lisa, then they all settled back in silence as they drove down the tree-lined streets.
Parking in the picnic area, the boys followed the two women to a long table where they all sat down. Patty picked imaginary lint from her sweater, while Lisa fussed with her hair, both hoping the other would start the conversation.
Finally Lisa sighed and leaned forward on the table, her fingers interlocked. "Boys, Patty and I have something to tell you. We know you're going to be surprised, but please listen to the whole story before you make up your minds about anything. Alright?"
Matt and Timmy both nodded, looking back and forth at the two women, shuffling their feet uncomfortably. They had no idea what was going on, but from the tone of Lisa's voice they knew it was going to be bad news.
Haltingly, Lisa began telling the story, pausing several times in long silence. From time to time she glanced at Patty, who nodded in agreement. When the tale had been told, Lisa lit a cigarette, shuddered, then looked into Matt's eyes.
"And that's the whole thing in a nutshell," she said. "I can't tell you how sorry we are, but I'm sure you can understand the position we were in, can't you?"
"You ... you mean...? Mom ... I mean ... Barbara is our Grandmother?" Timmy stammered. "She's not our mother at all?"
"No, dear," Patty said. "I'm your mother. I know it sounds confusing, but that's the truth."
"But why did she say she was?" Matt asked, sadly. "Why did she lie to us all this time? Why didn't she tell us the truth?"
"Because we were trying to do the best thing for you," Lisa said quietly. "We didn't want you to be hurt. Do you understand that?"
"I ... I guess so," Matt mumbled, nodding glumly. "But ... Jeez. You should have told us. Somebody should have told us."
"What ... what about Davey and Sissy?" Timmy asked. "Are ... are they ... our sister and brother?"
"No, Timmy," Patty said. "They're really your aunt and uncle. But that doesn't make any difference, does it? I mean, you all grew up together."
"M ... m ... m ... m ... Mom," Matt stammered, "what's going to happen now? Are we still going to stay with Ma ... I mean Grandma?"
"That depends on you, honey," Lisa replied. "Patty and I want you and Timmy to live with us now. The way it should be. But you have to want to do it that way."
"Jeez," Timmy said. "I ... I don't know. I'm still kinda confused about the whole thing. Would you explain it again, Pat ... I mean Mama?"
"Certainly, dear. It all started when Lisa and I were girls. Your grandmother had gone to the hospital...."
* * *
"Okay, kids," Barbara said, standing at the door with Fred, "Davey, you and Sissy, tidy up the house while we're gone. We have to go to the lawyers and then to the bank, so I don't know when well be back. Sissy you be sure and make all the beds upstairs."
"I will, Mom," Sissy said. "But Davey better help me."
"You do that young man," Fred said, then he opened the door and they left.
Davey and his sister climbed the stairs, and she followed him into his bedroom. She leaned against the door as she watched him pick up his dirty clothes, then straighten up the bed.
"Remember what you said last night, Davey? Are you really going to eat me today?"
Davey smirked. "Sure I am. But let's get this work done first. I don't want Fred climbing all over my ass again because we didn't do what we were told."
"I'll hurry," Sissy said, then giggled. "Can we do it sixty-nine? I like it that way. It's a lot more fun than just laying there with you eating me."
"Okay, okay," Davey growled. "But hurry up. The longer you stand there, the less time we have."
It took them half an hour to clean up the house, then they went back upstairs to Davey's room. .He shut the door, then pulled off his T-shirt and began unbuckling his pants. Taking the cue, Sissy slipped her blouse off, then her skirt, then got out of her underclothes and dropped them all in a pile on the floor.
"Davey," Sissy whispered, staring pointedly at his throbbing dick and the heavy sack of balls that were hanging underneath, "will you kiss me all over, like you did that one time? All over my body, from my feet to my face?"
"We haven't got time, Sis. No telling when Lisa and them will be back. Get up on the bed. We'll just eat each other. Okay?"
"I suppose," Sissy said, disappointedly. She knelt on the bed, waiting for Davey to climb up.
His hard shaft wiggled as he walked to the bed, his eyes sparkling as he stared at his sister's beautiful tits and the light brown hair that covered her moist pussy. Crawling up, he laid down on his back with his dick pointed towards the ceiling. Sissy moved around until she was straddling his face, then she bent down and grasped the base of his throbbing dick with her thumb and finger.
"Ready?" she whispered.
"Uh huh." The boy reached up to grip his sister's waist, then he pulled her milk-filled gash down to his mouth. He pried the lips of her youthful twat apart with his tongue, then began licking and lapping at the juicy crevice.
Bending over, Sissy pushed his foreskin back with her lips, then began sucking and rimming his dong. Her ass squirmed and writhed as Davey's hot tongue flickered in and out of her hole. Tingles of delight surged in her womb as her brother ate her expertly.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" As she tugged on his throbbing dick with her mouth, Sissy slid a hand under Davey's ass, reaching for his bunghole. She found it, jabbed a finger in as far as it would go, then with her other hand, began caressing and fondling his balls. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
"Uunngghh! Uunngghh!" Davey's moans were muffled in the folds of the girl's twat. His nose was pressed against her asshole as he darted his tongue into her wet opening, drinking the milk that flowed from her tube. He hunched his ass up at her face, thrusting his dong between her lips as she pulled and slurped on his aching shaft.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" Sissy was going wild with the prick in her mouth. Her ass was gyrating frantically, rubbing her moist cunt over his face as he slurped wetly in her crotch. His tool was jerking and swelling in her mouth, as she -rimmed it, sucked it, and licked it. "Uuummm! Uuummm!"
Davey's entire body was trembling. He felt his loins tighten as his fluid surged from his nuts, through his tubes, and towards his elongated prong. "Uunngghh! Uunngghh!"
Suddenly they were both thrashing frantically; Davey hunching and pumping into Sissy's mouth, Sissy writhing and squirming over his flicking tongue. Then the room was filled with moans and groans as the two youngsters felt their orgasms surge through their bodies.
Davey's dick pulsed as his hot cum spurted from the end of his dick into Sissy's mouth. She swallowed thirstily, forcing the hot cream down her gullet as her young body vibrated with climax.
They both went rigid, then were still for several minutes while their bodies returned to normal. Slowly, Sissy pulled her mouth from Davey's still throbbing shaft, then rolled over on her back, gasping for breath.
"Goddamn!" Davey said, his nose, mouth and chin wet from her milk. "I really blew off that time, didn't I?"
"You sure did," Sissy replied, sighing. "I didn't think you were ever going to stop cumming."
Davey sat up slowly, then got off the bed and walked to where he had piled his clothes. He began dressing, glancing over at his sister who hadn't moved.
"Get your clothes on, Sissy. Let's go over to the pool for a while. We can be back in time for lunch."
Sissy stood up, smiling. "I know why you want to go to the pool. Just to see all those big tits walking around. You hardly ever go in the water."
Davey snorted. "So what? I've noticed you looking at those guys' cocks quite a bit, too."
"Yeah," she admitted. "But they're not as nice as yours."
"Piss!" Davey said. "You've probably said the same thing to Matt and Timmy."
Sissy didn't reply, but began dressing.
* * *
"I ... I guess I understand now ... Mom," Timmy said.
"You too, Matt?" Lisa asked.
"Uh huh. It's ... it's just ... such a surprise."
"We know, dear," Patty said. "We know. Now, do you boys want to come with us? Do you think you could get used to the new situation?"
The boys looked at each other, then turned back to their mothers and nodded.
"It's going to take some getting used to," Timmy said quietly, glancing shyly at Lisa and wondering if she had said anything about their fucking.
"Well," Lisa said, "we still have several days to work things out. We don't have to decide this morning. Why don't we all go on back to the house and then we can think about it?"
"That sounds like a good idea," Patty said, relieved, as Lisa was, that the worst part of it was over with.
When they arrived back at the house, no one was there. The boys went up to their room and Lisa and Patty went into the kitchen for a drink. Lisa mixed two bourbon highballs, stronger than she would have normally but realizing they both needed something to calm their nerves. They sat down at the kitchen table and lit cigarettes.
"Boy, am I glad that's over," Patty said, sighing heavily. "It went a lot easier than I expected."
"Yes, it did," Lisa agreed. "I half expected them to cause a scene or something, but they took it rather well, didn't they?"
"They didn't say much, though. I wish they would have talked more about it."
"C'mon, Patty," Lisa said, smiling. "Don't anticipate trouble. We're well on our way now. If we could just decide what to do."
They sipped their highballs in silence for several minutes, then Lisa reached her hand out to grasp Patty's arm. "I do have to tell you something before this goes any further, Patty. Since ... since we may be living together, I'm sure it will come up."
"What is it?"
"Well, I...."Lisa hesitated. "The other day ... when you were downtown, I was taking a nap...." She went on to tell her sister of the entire episode with Timmy.
Patty listened attentively. Her eyes widening as Lisa told about sucking and fucking her son. When Lisa had finished, Patty picked up her glass and took a long swallow.
"Is that all, Lisa?"
"No, that's not all. Matt ... Matt and Sissy snuck down to the living room the other night. I watched them." She described what the youngsters had done, and also about seeing Barbara going into Davey's room.
"I'll be goddamned," Patty said, shaking her head. "What the hell kind of a place is this, anyway? As long as we're being truthful, I'll have to tell you about Fred."
When Patty was done, Lisa threw back her head and laughed loudly. Her sister looked at her surprised, then joined her.
"This is a real fucking place, isn't it?" Lisa said, wiping the tears of laughter from her eyes.
"It sure is," Patty agreed, getting up and taking the glasses to the counter where she mixed two more drinks. When she returned and sat down, she looked at Lisa frankly.
"Since ... since you've tried Timmy, would you mind if I ... if I had Matt?"
Lisa stared at her glass as she swirled the ice cubes, wondering what to answer. She reasoned that, after all, Matt had been screwing his sister, and she had taken Timmy to bed. She would be nothing more than a hypocrite if she said no.
"Okay, Patty," she answered quietly. "When? Today?"
"Everyone else is gone right now," Patty said eagerly. "Could you ... could you take Timmy someplace for a while? To the store or something?"
"Sure. I have to pick up some things anyway. I'm almost out of cigarettes. Hang in there, and I'll go get him."
Lisa tossed off her drink, then walked to the foot of the stairs and called for Timmy. When he came down, she asked him to accompany her downtown, saying they could pick up hamburgers and malts for lunch. The boy agreed happily and they went.
Patty finished her drink quickly, then stubbed out her cigarette and hurried upstairs. In her room, she stripped naked, then grabbed a light robe and went down the hall to the bathroom. She left the door slightly ajar, turned on the water, then climbed into the tub. She waited until the tub was half full, turned off the water, then called out.
"Matt. Oh, Matt. Would you come here a minute, please?"
Seconds later the boy stuck his head around the door. His jaw dropped when he saw Patty lying naked in the tub, her dark cunt glistening in the clear water, her bare breasts exposed. He started to back out, embarrassed.
"Wait, Matt," Patty said quickly. "Would you hand me a washcloth, please? I forgot to bring one with me."
The boy stepped into the room haltingly, then opened the door under the sink and took out a clean cloth. He tried to avert his eyes as he stepped to the tub and reached his hand out. He was unable to control his shaft, and as he stood there, his arm outstretched, he felt his dong rising in his pants.
Patty saw it too, and smiled up at him. "As long as you're here, would you mind washing my back for me, honey? That's a good boy." She slid forward in the tub and bent low.
A short, croaking sound came from Matt's lips as he knelt next to the tub. He wet the cloth and soaped it thoroughly, then began washing her back, rubbing it lightly as though her body was hot.
"Oh, you can do better than that," Patty said. "Rub it good."
He did as he was told, then leaned back, the soapy cloth still dripping in his hand. Patty sat up giving him a good view of her lush tits, glistening wetly.
"Thank you, Matt. Now if you'll just wait a minute, you can dry me off."
"Ohhh, I ... I ... don't ... I don't think I should do that," the boy mumbled standing up. "I ... I think I'd better go now."
"Don't be silly, honey. It's alright. No one else is here right now."
As the boy watched, mouth agape, Patty carefully washed her tits, her crotch and her legs, then rinsed off and stood up. She bent over, opened the drain, then reached for a towel, handed it to him, smiling.
"Please, honey?" she said. "Do me?" Then she dropped her arms to her sides and waited patiently.
The boy hesitated nervously, then groaned and began drying the woman's curvy body. As he ran the towel over her tits, her stomach, then down her legs, his rod throbbed painfully in his pants.
Patty stepped out of the tub, then turned around so he could dry her back. As the boy knelt down to rub her legs and feet, his face was only inches from the dark crack of her ass, and he could see the hair of her pussy in her crotch. His hands shook as he finished and stood up.
"There," he muttered. "How's that?"
"Fine, dear. That's just fine. Why don't you come talk to me in my bedroom, while I get dressed?" She didn't wait for an answer, but picked up her robe and walked naked into the hallway and to her room, the boy following.
After hanging up the robe, Patty went to the dresser, picked up her brush, and began running it through her hair, making no effort to put any clothes on. Matt stood by the doorway, uncertain what to do. His prick was jerking and pulsating in his pants, and he made no effort to conceal it. There wasn't any point. Anything he would do would just make it worse.
Suddenly, Patty dropped the brush on the dresser, then turned and walked to him. She draped her arms over his shoulders, then pressed tightly against him, rubbing her pussy against his hardened shaft.
"We might be living together soon," she cooed, looking into his eyes. "We might as well get used to each other now. Don't you think?" Crushing her breasts against his chest, she kissed him passionately, swirling her hips to rub her cunny against his dong.
The boy tried to break away, then with her hot tongue flicking in his mouth, and her twat rubbing deliciously against his prick, his excited desires took over. He gripped her asscheeks with both hands, pressing tightly against her.
"Now," Patty said throatily, breaking away from the kiss. "Let's do it now, Matt. Take your clothes off."
When he dropped his hands from her butt, Patty backed away, then walked to the bed and laid down, her thighs spread apart. The boy stared at her body, his eyes glazing, then with quick and jerky motions he took all his clothes off and stepped to the bed.
"Ohhh, God, Patty!" he groaned. "God! I never thought...!"
"It's all right, dear," she murmured. "C'mon now." She held her arms out to him, spreading her legs even farther apart.
Matt stared at her milky crevice for only a second, then crawled up on the bed between her outspread legs. As his throbbing shaft neared her twat, Patty reached down and wrapped her fingers around it, skinning it back, then guiding it into her velvety slit, rubbing it up and down over her clit and her hole.
"Uunngghh! Uunngghh!" The boy eased down. As she slipped the head of his hot prick into her tube, he shoved it forward, embedding it in the moist, tight tunnel. Patty withdrew her hand, then wrapped her arms around him, pulling him to her.
"Uuummm! Aarrgghh! Ohhh, Matt! Matt! You've got such a beautiful cock! It feels so good inside me! Shove it all the way in! I want to feel it clear up inside my belly!"
"Patty!" he moaned. "Patty! Patty! Uunngghh! Aarrgghh!"
The woman lifted her legs, then dug her heels into the crack of his ass, shoving his dong farther into her cunt. She pulled him close, then began sucking at the hollow of his neck, moaning softly.
Matt felt the opening of her uterus with his dick, the hot flesh tickling the sensitive head, then he began hunching slowly at first, picking up speed as Patty tightened her cuntal muscles around his stabbing shaft.
"Whhuunngg! Fuck me, Matt! Ohhh, God! Fuck me! Fuck me! Stab that pussy! Ohhh, honey! Baby! I'm going to love living with you! Aarrgghh! Uunngghh! Matt! Matt! You're no boy! You're a full-size man! Whhuunngg!"
Patty was disappointed when the boy exploded inside her before she had a chance to reach her climax, but she realized he hadn't had much experience and didn't know how to hold it back. So she faked an orgasm, gripping him tightly, scratching his back and moaning as she felt his sperm crash into her womb.
"Ohhh, Matt!" she moaned. "We're going to have to do that a lot. A lot! Did you like it?"
The boy rolled off her onto his back, groaning.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After supper that evening, Patty and Lisa asked their mother to join them in the back yard. They told her that they had talked to the boys, and all that remained was a decision as to what they were going to do. Barbara nodded her head sadly while the girls spoke..
"Well, I certainly hate to see them go," Barbara said. "They're such fine boys. And I did my best to raise them the way I know you would have. But I guess it's all for the best. They should be with their mothers."
"We'll let you know in a couple of days what we're going to do." Patty said. "We're going to let the boys get accustomed to the idea before we start making plans."
"Take all the time you need," Barbara said. "There's not really that much of a rush. As you said, the worst part of it's over. Did ... did they say anything about me?"
"Not really," Lisa said. "Of course, it was a shock. But I think they'll get used to the idea."
"I don't think we should talk about it anymore," Patty said. "Especially in front of Davey and Sissy. Let's let things ride the way they are. They don't have to know about it right now."
"You're right," Barbara agreed. She smiled and put her arms around her daughters' waists. "Now let's go in and have a drink. I could sure use one right about now."
The family watched television until it was late, then they went upstairs to their bedrooms. Fred stopped in the bathroom, and by the time he walked in, Barbara was already undressed and under the covers. She was feeling sorry for herself, and admitted it. The loss of those two beautiful young pricks was going to take a lot of enjoyment out of her life.
She watched Fred idly as he undressed and hung his clothes over a chair. His shrunken prick was only a nubbin, and his balls were drawn up tightly into his crotch. She had to suppress a giggle as she stared at the shriveled little dong.
"Do you think you can get that thing hard tonight?" she asked, as he walked towards the bed.
"I don't know. Why? Did you want to fuck?"
"Hell yes, I want to fuck! You know I do."
Fred pulled the covers down, then climbed into bed. "Well, let's wait until everyone's asleep, then we can go downstairs."
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Barbara moaned in exasperation. "Why can't you fuck me right here? Why do we have to go downstairs all the time? You know I don't like to lay on that hard table."
"I can't help it, hon. You know that. You know how hard I've tried."
She rolled over on her side facing him, then yanked the covers off his naked body. Smiling at him lovingly, she began fondling his soft cock and balls, her bare tits resting on his arm.
"I can get it hard for you, baby," she cooed. "Can't we try it again? Right here? I really don't want to go downstairs tonight."
Fred's shaft began to swell slowly as she stroked it gently. He squirmed, leaned over to kiss her, then lay back and relaxed as she fondled his dong.
"I'll try," he said. "I'll give it one more try. Get it up for me, and I'll stick it in."
Barbara got to her knees and moved down, her face directly over his pelvis. She pushed his thighs apart, then dove into his crotch and began sucking on his balls. As she mouthed his nuts gently, one at a time, his shaft continued to swell and rise, pulsing with each heartbeat as it stiffened. When it was at full erection, Barbara raised her head, smiled at him, then opened her mouth and began nibbling and kissing the head of his shaft.
"Uunngghh! Uunngghh! Goddamn, honey! Keep sucking it! God, I like to have your mouth on my cock! Ohhh, that feels good!"
Barbara continued to suck and slurp on his jerking dick for a few moments, then rose up and sat back on her haunches. "Do you think you can blow off in me now?"
"Christ, honey. I don't know." He groaned, his eyes roving over her full tits, then down to her hairy cunt. "If only ... I mean ... if there were...?"
"What, Fred?" Barbara asked, anxiously. "What?"
"I just thought ... that maybe if ... if there was another woman in the room, that I could look at while I'm fucking you, maybe ... maybe then I could cum."
A puzzled frown came over Barbara's face. "You mean ... one of the girls? You want one of the girls to come in here and watch us fuck?"
"Yeah," he said. "They wouldn't have to do anything. Just stand there without any clothes on. Maybe if I looked at another naked woman, I could ... you know what I mean."
Barbara thought for a moment. This had been going on for years, and neither of them had come up with a solution. She knew what Fred's problem was, and she understood. But try as they might, he had never been able to shoot his gun off any place except on the table. She knew that if somehow he could start cumming in bed, his problem would be solved.
"I don't know," she said quietly. "I ... I wouldn't want Lisa or Patty to watch us. They're too old. I think I'd be embarrassed."
She glanced down at Fred's still throbbing dick. With Timmy and Matt leaving, she would have to have Fred's cock more than ever. Something had to be done, and it had to be done now.
"Are you sure, Fred? Are you sure that it would work?"
"I don't know, honey. But I think it's worth a try, don't you?"
Barbara sighed. "Alright. Just lay there a minute."
Climbing off the bed, Barbara slipped on a housecoat, then opened the door and went down the hallway to Sissy's room. She opened the door quietly and peered in. Both Sissy and Lisa seemed to be asleep. Barbara glided across the room to Sissy's side of the bed, then bent over and shook the girl gently.
"Sissy," she whispered. "Sissy, wake up."
The girl opened her eyes and squinted at her. "C'mon, dear. I want you to come to my room for a few minutes. Fred and I want to talk to you."
The young girl slipped out of bed, dressed only in a shorty nightgown. As they stepped out the door, Barbara glanced back to make sure that Lisa was still sleeping, then they went to her room.
As they stepped inside, Sissy halted. Fred was lying on the bed where Barbara had left him, his thick, hairy shaft jerking, the muscle hard. His foreskin was pulled down, and she could see the swollen purple head gleaming. Sucking in her breath sharply, she turned to look at her mother in wonder.
"It's all right, dear," Barbara said soothingly. "It's only Fred. Remember the talk we had about sex a few months ago? Well, now I want you to ... to watch us, to see how it's done. All right?"
Sissy looked from her mother back to Fred, and at his enlarged prick. She nodded silently, then dropped her eyes to the floor. "What ... what do you want me to do? "
"Not a thing, honey," Barbara said, patting her on the shoulder. "We just want you to watch us. Now, take your nightgown off and just stand over there by the dresser. That's all you have to do."
The girl hesitated, glanced into her mother's eyes, then pulled her nightgown over her head as she was told. Fred's eyes bugged when he saw her lithe, young naked body, the creamy skin interrupted only by the bright pink nipples on her pointed tits and the light brown curly hair around her cunt. Dropping her gown on the floor, Sissy stepped across the room to the dresser and turned around facing the bed.
"Like this?" she whispered. "Is this where you want me to stand?"
"That's just fine, honey," Barbara said. After taking off her robe, Barbara crossed to the bed and crawled up on it, on her hands and knees. "Fred you get behind me. That way you can look right at Sissy. Okay?"
"Uh huh," Fred said breathing heavily, his gaze still fixed on Sissy's beautiful figure.
Getting to his knees, he inched up behind Barbara's well rounded ass. Gripping his cock tightly, he began rubbing the head of his swollen staff up and down the dark crease of her ass. Then, pushing it farther down, he found her hole with the hot tip of his prick. He eased the head in, then gripped his wife's hips. , "Are you watching, Sissy? he said, smiling at the girl.
She nodded, her eyes wide with interest.
Holding Barbara's waist tightly, Fred hunched his ass forward, slamming his prong deep into her belly. The tight, moist flesh of her twat enveloped his dong as he pressed forward, cramming his tool into her tube until the fiery end of his rod was pressing against the opening to her womb.
"Uunngghh! Aarrgghh! Whhuunngg! Fred! Oh, Jesus! Fred! God that feels good!" Barbara glanced up at her daughter, smiling, then bent low to rest her head on her arms as Fred began pumping fiercely at her juicy tunnel.
"Uunngghh! Aarrgghh! God, Barbara! Ohhh, my God! Your cunt is so tight this way!"
"Fuck me, Fred! Damn! Fuck me! Slam it in! Push it all the way in! Ohhh! Uunngghh! Whhuunngg!"
Sissy stood, fascinated, watching Fred hunch wildly at her mother. She could hear the wet sounds of fucking as he slammed his dick again and again into her mother's twat.
She had never watched two people fuck before, and it was making her hotter than she would have ever imagined. Her youthful uterus was contracting as her cunt dilated, and she could feel her milk oozing into the folds of her pussy. Fred was staring at her as he pumped his dick in, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.
"Freedd! Freedd! Ram it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Aarrgghh! Uunngghh! Damn! Jesus Christ! Are you going to cum? Can you ... cum?"
"I ... think ... so...." Fred said, grunting. "Sissy ... hunch ... your ... ass! Pump ... it. Whhuunngg! Aarrgghh!"
"Freedd!" Barbara screamed. "Freedd! Fuck me! Slam that prick all the way in! Jesus Christ! Aarrgghh! Uunngghh! Whhuunngg!"
Sissy put her hands on her hips and began gyrating, pumping her twat towards Fred as she had seen dancers do on television. Milk was dripping from the lips .of her twat on to the rug, as she thrust her cunt forward deliciously, then swirled and swiveled, humping her cunny into the air. She wanted desperately to reach down to her twat and jam her fingers in her tube to jack off and feel the thrill of orgasm, but she was afraid in front of her mother.
"Barbara! Barbara! I ... think ... I'm ... going ... to ... cuuummm! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Whhuunngg! Aarrgghh!"
Fred stabbed his piston all the way in, then his body went rigid as cum spewed from the end of his dick, splashing against Barbara's uterus. As each jet gushed from the end of his jerking dick, he shivered.
"AARRGGHH! UUNNGGHH!" Barbara was swirling her ass on his rod, forcing it to ream the inside of her tunnel. His spurting fluid slamming against her womb sent her into the final spasms of climax. She trembled violently as tingles surged out from her groin into her limbs.
As Sissy watched the couple on the bed she trembled, quivered and shook. Then Fred slithered his hard, cum-streaked shaft from Barbara's twat and dropped back onto the bed, his head on the pillow. Barbara sank down, then rolled to the side of the bed and stood up, her legs shaking. She looked at her daughter and smiled happily.
"Thank you, dear," she said. "Thank you very much. You don't know what this means to me. Did you like watching us? Was it what you expected?"
Sissy was in agony, and it showed on her face. She was so hot she couldn't stand it, and cream was oozing from her twat down the inside of her thighs. The only thing she could think of was a long hard prick inside her.
"Yes, Mama," she moaned. "It ... it was about ... what I thought it would be. Can I go now?"
Barbara nodded and stepped over to her daughter to kiss her on the cheek, not noticing the liquid that was running down the inside of the girl's legs.
"Sure, honey. You go on back to your room now. And thank you. I'll tell you all about why I asked you to do it tomorrow."
Sissy hurried over to snatch up her gown from the floor, slip it over her head, then she dashed out the door, closing it behind her.
She started back to her room, thinking she would jack off, then stopped, remembering that Lisa was in her bed. She moaned softly, reaching down to grab her wet cunt. She had to do something. She would never be able to'sleep this way. Going towards the bathroom, to jack off in there, she suddenly swung around and rushed down the hall to Davey's room. She stepped inside quickly, shut the door, then ran towards the bed, pulling her nightgown off at the same time.
"Davey," she cried, then moaned deep in her throat. "Wake up." Yanking the covers down, she jumped into bed. In the dim light, she could see his naked torso, his limp prick resting on his nuts.
"Wake up, Davey," she whispered urgently. "Wake up, please? Please?"
As the boy groaned, his eyelids fluttering, Sissy moved down on the bed to take his soft cock in her mouth and suck on it.
"What...? Sissy...? Is that you?"
"Um hmmm." she murmured, sucking on his dick, feeling it swell in her mouth. His shaft began to harden as she sucked on it wetly. As it pulsed to an erection, she continued to mouth it, licking the swollen head and pushing the foreskin back with her tongue. When it was fully hard, she removed her mouth and climbed up to straddle his throbbing dong.
"Oh, Davey!" she moaned. "Davey! I've got to have a fuck! I've just got to! I'm so hot I can't stand it!" Reaching back between her legs, she gripped his dong and guided it into her moist pussy.
"God, Sissy!" Davey whispered. "You're hotter than hell! What happened? How come you're so goddamned hot?"
"Never mind," she moaned. "Just let me fuck you. Just lay there and let me fuck you."
Relaxing her leg muscles, she forced her twat down over his shaft, squeezing it tightly with her cunny muscles as it stabbed upward in her tube to bang against her womb. She put both hands on his shoulders, then began hunching him, corkscrewing her ass up and down as she slithered it in and out of her twat.
"Uunngghh! Whhuunngg! Oh, Jesus, Davey! God, I needed a fuck! Uunngghh!"
"Do it, Sissy! Fuck it! Goddamn, that feels good! Whhuunngghh!"
Sissy hammered quickly on his cock, thwacking her thighs against his as she pounded it into her aching pussy. It wasn't going to take her long to have an orgasm, and she wanted Davey to cum at the same time. Swirling and swiveling her ass, she forced his dong to stab her fiercely, shuddering with delight each time the head banged her womb.
Davey reached up to grab his sister's tits, kneading them gently as she hammered on his prick. He hunched up to her, slamming his dong in on each downward thrust. Her hairy pelvis banged against his as she fucked him unmercifully.
"Uunngghh! Aarrgghh! Davey! Pretty soon now! Davey! Ohhh, God! Are you ready! Are you ready! God! Aarrgghh!"
"NOW!" he groaned loudly. "NOW! DO IT! OHHH, SISSY! JESUS! WHHUUNNGG! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!"
"OHHH, GOD!" she moaned. "WHHUUNNGG! AARRGGHH! DAVEY! DAVEY! JESUS CHRIST! DAVEY! UUNNGGHH!"
The boy shuddered as his cum spewed from the end of his dick into her twat. It gushed out in a flood, washing against her womb and flowing back down her tube over his cock and onto his balls. He threw his arms around his sister and pulled her down to him, holding her tightly as his cum squirted into her. Then they lay still, breathing heavily, sighing with pleasure as their bodiec returned to normal.
* * *
Lisa was awakened by the wiggling of the bed as Sissy climbed in next to her. She had heard Barbara come for the girl, but had drifted back off to sleep again when they had gone. Now, as she tried to doze off again, the unmistakable odor of fucking wafted across her nose. Her eyes opened wide.
"How in the hell could she have gotten fucked in Barbara's room?" she thought.
She sniffed again delicately. There was no doubt in her mind. It was the smell of fresh cum. She laid back, puzzling that in her mind for quite sometime before she drifted back to sleep again.
* * *
The next morning after breakfast, Barbara sent the kids off to the pool. Knowing that her daughters would want to be alone to discuss what they were going to do, she coaxed Fred into taking her for a drive. When the house was empty, Lisa and Patty slipped into shorts and with only brassieres covering their titties, they went into the back yard to soak up some sunlight, hoping to get a tan. They spread towels on the grass, then laid down.
"You didn't say anything about Matt," Lisa said. "How was he?"
Patty laughed. "Damn, Lisa. That kid of yours has got a cock that long." She held up her hands, the palms about nine inches apart. "I'd forgotten that boys that age were that well hung."
"I'm glad to hear that," Lisa smiled, shading her eyes against the sun. "At least he won't have any trouble with women when he gets older. He really knew how to use it, huh?"
"He sure does! That kid really knows how to fuck. I'll bet both he and Timmy are sticking Sissy pretty regularly, don't you?"
"I suppose so. I can't really blame them. That little girl is really built. I know I didn't have tits that size when I was her age."
"Me neither." Patty paused, then rose up on an elbow to stare at her sister. "Lisa? Do you really think we could make it living together? It sure would be a lot easier, wouldn't it? I mean ... splitting the bills and everything?"
"Sure we could make it. And it might be a lot of fun. After all, we'd have two live-in cocks."
"But you couldn't get a job modeling around here, could you? I mean, there's no call for something like that in a dump this size, is there?"
Lisa giggled, then sat up crossing her arms on her knees. "That's another thing, Patty. I haven't been honest about that, either. I ... I'm not a model, never was." She sighed heavily. "I was nothing more than a high priced whore."
"Oh, Lisa! You can't be serious! Really! My, God!"
"Oh, it wasn't so bad. I made pretty good money at it. And the hours are right. Sometimes you have to put up with some pretty weird kooks, but most of the time all you have to do is lay down and spread your legs. That's all there is to it."
Patty was thoughtful for several minutes. "Well, I guess it's all right. All I've been doing is giving it away. If I'd charged every time I took my panties off ... damn! I'd probably have enough to retire on now."
"That's what I thought," Lisa said, quietly. "But it doesn't work out that way. I pissed most of it away. I've only got about three thousand in the bank now."
"Well, that's a helluva lot more than I've got," Patty said. After a pause, she asked, "Well ... do you think that ... that you could do that here?"
Lisa shook her head. "I don't know. I don't know what the law around here is like. They used to be pretty strict, you know. But if not, I could find something."
"That's right," Patty said, nodding. "Tell you what. Why don't we go look for an apartment tomorrow? Or a house or something? We've got enough money between us to last for a while anyway."
"Okay. Let's do that. And ... and another thing."
"What?"
Lisa smiled at her sister. "You sleep with Matt tonight. And I'll sleep with Timmy. Okay?"
Patty laughed out loud, dropping on her back. "Perfect," she said. "Just perfect."
"I thought you'd like that," Lisa smiled. "You're just about as horny as I am."
They stayed out in the sun for another half hour, then went inside to shower and dress.
Both of them were looking forward to that night when they would have a hard young cock inside them.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Shortly after noon the kids came trouping back from the pool, still wearing their swim suits and carrying their clothes in rolled-up bundles. Lisa and Patty prepared lunch, and they all sat down in the dining room.
"What Eire you kids going to do this afternoon?" Lisa asked.
"We'd like to go back to the pool, if it's alright." Matt said. "It's going to be pretty hot this afternoon."
"I'm sure that will be fine," Lisa said, nodding. When lunch was over, the youngsters cleaned up the kitchen then left again, carrying only a towel and still in their swim suits.
Patty turned on the central air conditioning, and she and her sister went around the house closing all the windows. Then they met back in the living room.
Lisa sat down and lit a cigarette. "You know, as long as everyone is gone, Patty, we could go look for a place this afternoon. Fred left the keys to his car on the TV. At least we could see what the prices were going to be."
"Okay," Patty agreed. "Let me put my face on and I'll be right with you."
They both went upstairs, applied lipstick and ran a brush through their hair. Then Lisa located the previous days paper and they left.
* * *
"Would you look at that?" Timmy whispered, nudging Sissy and pointing with his eyes at a girl mounting the diving board. "Goddamn, what a set of tits!"
"Timmy, you're a nut," Sissy giggled. "What would you do with them? You can't stick anything in titties, you know."
"No. But it'd sure be fun to chew on them for awhile."
They were sitting on a bench near the dressing rooms of the public pool, watching the multitude of youngsters swimming and diving happily in the pool of water. Timmy's head was swiveling on his shoulders as he tried to take in the sight of all the young girls' lush bodies, most of them covered with the briefest of bikinis.
"I don't want to swim any more, do you?" Sissy asked, her eyes following a boy walking in front of them, his cock and balls making a huge bulge in the front of his suit.
"Nah. I don't think so," Timmy said. "What do you want to do?"
"Want to go home? We could go upstairs and play around for a while." Timmy turned to look at her, and she winked knowingly. "You know what I mean."
The boy looked down at the creamy mounds that were pressing against the thin band of cloth that held them, and his balls began to tingle.
"Okay," he said, smiling. "The rest of them can stay here. We don't have to tell them we're going."
The two kids picked up their towels, then hurried rapidly to the exit. They waited near the street for several minutes, to make sure they weren't being followed. Then they began walking home. Timmy took Sissy's hand in his and squeezed it tightly.
"What do you want to do when we get there?" he asked.
"Whatever you want. It all depends on who's there, I guess."
"Will you ... ahhhh ... will you suck me off?"
"If you'll eat me, too," Sissy said, looking up at him with a grin on her face.
"You're on. C'mon let's walk a little faster. I'm getting hot just thinking about it."
When they arrived at the house, it was nice and cool inside. They looked into the rooms on the first floor and, seeing no one, went upstairs. All of the bedroom doors were open, and no one was about. While Sissy went to the bathroom, Timmy stepped into his room and pulled his tight-fitting trunks off. Then he went to pee.
Sissy was still squatting on the stool. She had taken her swim suit off and it was in a pile on the floor. She glanced up at him as he entered, not at all embarrassed. Then she unrolled some tissue and wiped herself.
"Let's go in my room, Timmy," she said, standing up and flushing the toilet.
The boy's tool was already beginning to harden as he let his eyes rove over Sissy's beautiful young body. "Okay. I'll be there in a minute.
When Sissy left the room, Timmy leaned against the wall and pointed his hardening dick at the stool. When he was through, he washed his cock off with a cloth, dried it, then went down the hall to Sissy's room.
She was laying on the bed, her head on the pillow, her knees pulled up, thighs spread apart. As he walked towards the bed, he could see her cream-filled gash surrounded by light brown curly hair. The nipples on her pointed titties were hard.
"Do you want to eat me first? Or do you want me to suck you off?" she asked.
Timmy's swollen shaft was jerking in anticipation, the long hard tool shining. He laid down beside her on his back, then grasped his dong in his hand and pulled the foreskin down.
"Why don't you suck me first? Then, by the time I eat you, I'll be ready to come again."
"Okay." The girl scrambled up on her knees, then crawled down to the foot of the bed between his outspread legs. Pushing his hand away, she gripped his throbbing shaft, then leaned over to rub the swollen purple head lightly over the nipples of her titties.
"Do you like that?" she asked, smiling up at him.
"God, yes!" he murmured.
Sissy pressed her titties on his enlarged piston, teasing the tip with her hard nipples. Then she settled back on her haunches and bent down to cover the head of his dong with her mouth. She began rimming the head, teasing his slit and nibbling at the tip of his pulsing rod.
"UUUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! UUUUNNNGGGHHHH! Do it slow! Suck me slow! I don't want to come right away!"
The girl rose up, opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Then she began licking his rod from base to tip, bending lower to nuzzle and kiss his balls.
"Uuuuuummmmmm! Uuuuuummmmm!" she moaned softly, as she buried her face in his crotch.
* * *
"It's just too Goddamn hot to be out running around this afternoon," Lisa said, opening the front door. Patty followed her in and they both paused, gratefully enjoying the coolness of the house.
"I agree," Patty said, sighing and dropping her purse next to a chair. "We can go out in the morning, when it's cooler. How about a nice cold drink?"
Lisa nodded and they went into the kitchen, where Patty mixed two tall vodka-sevens with a twist of lime.
"I'm going to go upstairs and get out of these wet clothes," Lisa said, accepting her drink from Patty.
"I'm too hot to move around," Patty said. "I'm going into the front room and just sit down for a while."
Lisa carried her drink upstairs, sipping on it as she walked down the hallway towards Sissy's room. When she neared the door, she could hear soft murmurs coming from the bedroom. She stopped, listened, then inched forward quietly to peek around through the doorway.
"Uuuuuunnnggghhh! Aaarrrggghhh! Goddamn, Sissy! Suck it! Suck me off! Oh, Jesus Christ!" The boy was lifting his ass off the bed, thrusting his prick into Sissy's plunging mouth. Neither of them saw Lisa watching them from the doorway.
"Uuuuuummmmm! Uuuummmm!" Sissy's head was bobbing up and down on his shaft, her mouth making wet, slurping sounds as she sucked and pulled on the boy's cock. Her naked ass was swirling, and her girlish tits swayed under her chest as she tugged and pulled on Timmy's swollen dick.
Lisa watched in fascination as Sissy sucked her nephew off. The boy's saliva-wet poker was plunging in and out of the girl's lips, and he quivered as he hunched his dong up to her. The glass in her hand trembled so hard the ice clinked against the sides, as Lisa felt her pussy getting wet.
The sight was too much for her. Her womb was contracting spasmodically, and she could feel her milk oozing from her twat into the lips of her pussy. She leaned against the doorway, took several deep breaths, then walked into the room, stopping next to the bed.
Timmy was the first to notice her, and he stopped his movements abruptly, staring at her wide-eyed. Then Sissy sat up and gasped.
"Ohhhhh, no!" Sissy whimpered. "Lisa! We...! I mean...! I...!"
"It's all right, dear," Lisa said, reaching out to pat the girl on the head. "Just thank God it wasn't your mother or Fred." She looked down at Timmy, smiling. "You really like that, don't you, honey?"
"Uh huh. I...." He started to get up.
"No, Timmy," Lisa said quickly. "You just lay there. Wait a minute."
Placing her drink on the dresser, Lisa quickly slipped her dress off over her head, then unhooked her bra and let it fall down her arms. As the children watched in amazement, she hooked her thumbs in her brief panties and slid them down her legs, to stand naked before them.
"You don't mind if I join in the fun, do you?" she said, looking first at Sissy, then at Timmy.
"After all, it's all in the family."
"What ... what do you mean?" Sissy asked, fear showing in her voice.
"Well, honey, there's enough there for both of us, isn't there?" Lisa laughed and approached the bed. "I think he can take care of both of us. Can't you, Timmy?"
"Huh? At ... at the same time? How? I mean...."
"Just be patient. I'll show you. Slide over to the middle of the bed, Timmy."
Sissy moved out of the way, and Timmy centered himself on the mattress. His thick pecker was still jerking, his slightly hairy sack of balls wiggling with the motion.
"Okay, Sissy. Now, you squat down over his face and I'll get on that beautiful cock. Okay?" The girl nodded. Then as Lisa clambered up on the bed, she moved up to straddle Timmy's head. Lisa mounted the boy, then reached back between her legs to guide his hard staff into her already wet gash.
"Perfect, Sissy. Now he can eat you while I fuck him. That way, all three of us can have some fun. Go ahead. Put your pussy down on his mouth."
While the girl relaxed her leg muscles to center her juicy twat over Timmy's mouth, Lisa eased down gently on his prong, swiveling her ass, corkscrewing down on the tool.
"Aaaaarrrggghhh! Whhhuuunnngggg!" The boy's entire body trembled as Lisa's twat enveloped his poker. He reached up with both hands to grab Sissy's thighs, then he pulled her down farther, burying his face in her moist slit.
"Ohhhhh, Timmy!" the girl gasped as his tongue began darting into her hole. She stared down in front of her and watched Lisa's hairy pussy push down on Timmy's prick until it was completely buried, and their hairs were intermingled.
"Ohhhhhhh, Timmy!"
Lisa picked up the girl's hands and put them on her shoulders, then she draped her arms over the girl. "Alright, honey. Now we can really get going. Are you ready? "
"Uuuuuummmmmm! Uuuuuummmm!" The boy's groans of pleasure were muffled by Sissy's dilated crevice. His chin was working frantically as he ate the girl's valley from her clit to her bunghole.
"Here we go then," Lisa said, smiling. She lifted her hips with a gyrating motion, then began corkscrewing up and down on the long, hard dong, slamming her twat down hard, forcing the head of his tool to bang into her womb.
"Is ... he ... eating ... you ... nicely?" Lisa grunted, hammering on the boy's dong as she smiled at the girl.
"Goooooddd, yes!" the girl moaned, softly, swirling her wet canyon on Timmy's face.
"I'm ... going ... to ... fuck ... him ... dry...." Lisa murmured, staring first at Sissy's beautifully formed titties, then down at her hairy box where she could see Timmy's milk-covered chin working frantically as he ate the girl.
"Liiiiissssaaa!" the girl moaned. "Tiiimmmmmyyyy! God! Eat me, Timmy! Lisa! He's eating my hole! God! Oh, Jesus! Whhhuunnngggg! Uuunnnggghhhh!"
Sissy's eyes were fixed on Lisa's pelvis. She stared with fascination as the thick, cum-streaked rod appeared and disappeared into the woman's dark, hairy bush. The wet sounds of Timmy's mouth and Lisa's juicy pussy were echoing in the room.
"Aarrrgghhh! Goddamn! Hasn't he got a nice prick? Oh, Jesus! Whhuunngg! Goddamn, Timmy! Eat that girl! I'll fuck you to death! Eat her! Ohh, God! Uuunngghhh! Whhuunngg!"
"Timmy! Timmy!" Sissy whimpered. "Oh, Lisa! He's making me cum! Ohhh, God! Ohhhh, Timmy! Lisa! Jesus! Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh!"
"Just ... a ... minute ... honey!" Lisa wheezed. "Pretty ... soon...! Hunch, Timmy! Aarrgghhh! Hunch! Pump! Uunngghhh!"
Lisa's ass was slapping against Timmy's thighs, making a loud cracking sound each time she slammed on his dong. She was swirling, twisting, turning, squirming, as she hammered on the boy's swollen peter.
"Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh!" The boy went stiff. The moment Timmy's hot cum spewed into her pussy, Lisa let out a cry of anguish and dug her nails into Sissy's shoulders.
"Aarrgghhh! Whhuunnggg! Timmy! Oh, my God! Timmy!" Dry sobs came from the girl's throat as orgasm rushed through her body, making her quiver and shake.
Lisa's own orgasm was fired by the hot eruption in her twat. She slammed her cunny down on Timmy's dong until the head of his prick was pressing against the opening to her uterus, spraying hot fluid into her.
"Aarrgghhh! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!"
The trio sagged, gasping for breath, their bodies vibrating from the delicious climax they had all experienced. Then Lisa leaned over, kissed Sissy lightly, and eased off Timmy's still jerking dick. She dribbled cum over his groin as she rolled over on her side. Sissy removed her pussy from Timmy's face, then moved over to the side of the bed to sit down. None of them said a word.
* * *
"Will you look at that?" Fred said to Barbara, pointing at the couch.
Barbara turned to see what Fred was talking about. Patty was lying there, obviously asleep. Her dress was almost up to her waist. One leg was drawn up, resting against the back, the other hanging over the side, almost touching ,the floor. Her dark, hair covered crotch was open to view. The pink folds of her cunny glistening wetly in the black, curly hair. Her pink panties were rolled up in a ball on the floor near her.
Barbara stepped close to Fred and put her mouth near his ear. "How would you like to stick your cock in that?" she whispered.
"Goddamn!" Fred murmured, his eyes bugging. "What the hell is she doing like that?"
"Shh." Barbara hissed. "Don't wake her up. I wonder where Lisa is?"
Fred's prick was hardening, throbbing as it pressed his pants into a tent. He couldn't take his eyes off Patty's pussy. "Goddamn!" he murmured again, softly.
"Is that making you hot?" Barbara said smiling. She glanced down and saw his rod throbbing under his trousers.
"Damned right!" he gasped.
Barbara reached down and fondled Fred's stiff dong. "It would sure be a shame to waste that," she said throatily. "Do you think you can cum?"
"If we do it right here," he said, nodding. "If we didn't wake her up, do you think we could...? I mean ... right here?"
Barbara continued to stroke Fred's shaft as she looked back at her sleeping daughter. "Lisa must be upstairs. Probably asleep. I don't see why we can't."
Fred brushed his wife's hand away, then yanked his zipper down. As soon as his fly was open, his long, hairy shaft popped out, pulsing with desire. "Take your panties off and get down on your hands and knees," he said.
Barbara glanced down at the long hard shaft and felt her pussy tingle. She quickly hiked her skirt up and pulled her panties down her legs. Then she knelt on the rug and bent over, pulling the hem of her skirt up to her shoulders.
Fred's eyes didn't leave Patty's naked snatch as he got down and crawled up behind Barbara's creamy ass. He gripped his dong in his hand, then felt for her tunnel with the swollen head. Barbara's twat was already milky, so he had no trouble slipping the tip in. Then he gripped her hips and lunged forward, stabbing his tool into her juice filled canal, embedding it all the way.
"Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!" Barbara whimpered softly, moaning low as she felt Fred's hard prick spear her twat.
Still asleep, Patty moved slightly, opening her thighs even wider. Fred licked his lips as he gazed at the wet, gaping chasm between her legs. Then he began hunching furiously at Barbara's cunt, stabbing his dong in and out of the tight, greasy tunnel.
"Whhuunnggg! Aarrgghhh!" His body shivered as he moaned softly, his tool darting in and out of Barbara's cream-filled cunt.
"Uuummmm! Uummm! Whhuunnggg!" Barbara was swirling her ass, squeezing her cuntal muscles as Fred's long piston stabbed her repeatedly. They had found the secret. There was no doubt about it now. All Fred needed was another pussy to look at, and he could cum anytime, anywhere!
"Uunngghhh! Aarrggg!" Fred felt his cum flowing from his balls, through his tubes and into his cock. His mouth sagged open as he stared at Patty's beautiful canyon, at the same time cramming his tickling prick in and out of Barbara's lush snatch. Then he went stiff and his prick exploded.
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! WHHUUNNGGG! UUNNGGHHH!"
They both moaned quietly as Fred's cum slammed into Barbara's uterus and her own orgasm quaked through her body. Fred shook as his cock continued to spurt hot cream into her tight tunnel. Then, when the flow slowed to a dribble and Barbara had ceased trembling, he slowly slithered his dong from her cunt.
Sperm seeped from her hole as the head of his rod popped out, forming a puddle between her legs. Before standing up, Fred took his handkerchief out, wiped his eum-streaked shaft, then sopped up the fluid on the rug.
Barbara was still kneeling on the floor, gasping for breath, and Fred was on his feet, his gaze fixed on Patty's twat, when Lisa came down the stairs alone.
The young woman stopped at the bottom of the stairs, staring first at Fred's now wilting pecker, then glancing at the rosy cheeks of her mother's ass. She was about to say something when she noticed Patty on the couch, still asleep.
What had happened was quite apparent. She looked into Fred's startled face, smiled, then turned and went back up the stairs. She would keep the kids occupied until the adults in the living room had made themselves presentable.
Fred quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants, then went into the kitchen. Barbara got up, pulled her panties on, then woke Patty.
"Better get up now, honey," she said to her daughter, smiling. "And cover up that cunt.
There's no telling who might walk in here."
As Patty sat up on the couch, sleepily rubbing her eyes, Barbara joined Fred in the kitchen where he had mixed two tall highballs. Barbara took the glass Fred offered her and raised it in a toast.
"Now we know what it takes, don't we?" she said, smiling at her husband.
"We sure do," Fred grinned.
CHAPTER NINE
Lisa lay silent and motionless in the darkness, listening to-Sissy's steady, even breathing. Patty had talked to Matt right after dinner, and as soon as the house was quiet, her son was to go to Patty's room, leaving Timmy by himself. Night sounds filtered in through the now open windows, a car occasionally passing in front.
When she was sure that Sissy was sleeping soundly, Lisa eased from the bed and stepped into the hallway. No lights showed beneath any of the bedroom doors. Feeling her way along the wall, Lisa went to the room Timmy was in, stepped inside and closed the door.
"Is that you, Lisa?" the boy whispered.
"Yes. Has Matt gone?"
"Uh huh." Timmy kicked the covers down toward the foot of the bed as Lisa walked up, shedding her light nightgown.
"I see you were expecting me," she said, smiling as she gazed down at the boy's hardened tool. She crawled up on the bed on her knees, then bent down to grasp Timmy's throbbing prick at the base. Opening her mouth, she bent low over it, licking and sucking at the swollen purple head. "Uunngghh! Uunngghh!"
Timmy squirmed as she mouthed his prick, slurping wetly as she tasted his youthful sweetness. "Goddamn, Lisa! Uunngghh! Ohhh! Ohh, damn! Uunngghhh!"
Lisa ran her tongue over the end of his dong, then rose up and laid down next to him. "We don't want you to cum right away, do we, honey?" she murmured. "Why don't you eat my pussy? Then we can fuck? Okay?"
Timmy nodded eagerly, then crawled between her legs. Lisa pulled her knees up. Spreading her thighs wide, she placed both hands in her bush, then with her index fingers she pried the lips of her twat apart.
"Go ahead, honey," she whispered. "Get down there and eat that cunt! Lick it, sweetie! Eat me real good!"
Getting down on his stomach, and wriggling around so that his hard prick was comfortable, he stared up past her hairy bush between the valleys of her big tits at her smiling face. Then he lowered his head, his cheeks pressing against her fingers as he began lapping at her juice-filled crevice.
"Uuummmm! Ohh, Timmy! You really do it nicely! Timmy! Oh, God! Eat me, baby! Uummm! Ohhh, that feels so good! There! Right there! Stick your tongue in! Oh, honey! Oh, baby! Uunngghhh!"
The boy opened his mouth farther, sliding his fiery tongue up and down the slick crevice. He lapped up the milk that was oozing from her hole, then carefully put his .lips over her clit and began sucking on the little nubbin, his dong throbbing under him against the mattress.
"Uunngghhh! Oh, Timmy! That's it! Right there! Oh, my God! Oh, baby!"
She lifted her hands and buried her fingers in his hair, pushing his face even harder against her creamy canyon. "Eat me, Timmy! Oh; God! Eat me! Make me cum! Ohhh, baby! Uunngghhh! Uuummm!"
Reaching up with both hands, the boy clasped her lush titties and began kneading the soft flesh as his tongue darted in and out of her hole. His naked, boyish ass quivered as he pumped his pulsating cock into the mattress.
"Tiimmyyy! Oh, God! Uunngghhh! Eat me, baby! Eat me! Ohh, honey! I'm going to love having you around. You've got such a beautiful mouth! Ohh, Timmy! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!"
Lisa lifted her legs in the air, grasped her ankles and spread her thighs as wide as she could. The boy's mouth was working on her pussy frantically, his nose and chin buried in the folds of her cunny.
His hot breath flowed up her tunnel as he licked and lapped, grunting as he slurped wetly on her juice-filled canyon.
Lisa's body was still quivering with orgasm as the boy scrambled up on top of her, crushing her tits with his chest as he stabbed at her twat with his jerking dong. Finally the hot; tip found her hole, and he slammed his shaft all the way into her belly, prodding her womb with the end of his stabbing dick.
Lisa threw her arms and legs around the boy, gasping into the hollow of his neck. "Fuck me, darling! Oh, Jesus, fuck me! Goddamn, baby! Oh, God! Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh! Slam it in! Shove it all the way in! Oh, what a beautiful cock! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!"
* * *
In Patty's bedroom, the young woman was standing on the floor, leaning far over with her hands on the dresser. Young Matt was behind her, his huge, thick shaft buried in her cunt. He was bent forward, hunching his ass, grabbing at Patty's tits.
"Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh! Goddamn, Patty! Oh, Jesus! What a tight cunt! Oh, God! Damn! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!"
"Fuck me, honey!" she moaned. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, God! Faster! Harder! Slam it in! Oh, God! Matt! Matt! Jesus! Fuck me! Aarrgghhh!"
Matt's legs trembled violently as he stabbed his dong into her. With each lunge he almost raised her off the floor. The wet sounds of fucking filling the room as he stabbed her repeatedly with his long, man-sized shaft.
"Aarrgghhh! Whhuunnggg! Matt! Oh, God! Matt! Hammer it in! Shove that piston way up! Oh, God! Damn! Damn! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh!"
* * *
Fred lay in bed with a hard-on. He had wanted to fuck Barbara, but she said she was too tired. Now she was asleep, and his prick was as hard as a rock, jerking under the covers. He wanted to jack off, but he was afraid Barbara would wake up and catch him. So he slipped out of bed, intending to go to the bathroom and beat his meat.
When he got into the hallway, he heard the moans and groans emanating from the two bedrooms. There was no doubt what was going on.
He stepped to the door to Sissy's bedroom and not hearing any sounds from there, he opened it and went in.
Sissy was alone in bed, naked, the covers kicked, off. At the sight of her lithe, young body, his prick began to throb even harder.
"Lisa must be getting it from one of the boys," he thought, as he stepped closer to the bed. "Goddamn! What a beautiful body!"
His cum was boiling in his balls, and he knew he had to get rid of it. The sight of Sissy's young pussy was too much for him. He crawled up in bed, pushed her legs apart, then laid down on top of her, probing for her hole with his hot shaft.
She woke up, and her eyes went wide. "Who...? What...? FRED!"
"Just lay still, honey," he gasped, finally getting the head of his dong in her twat. "I just want to fuck you. I won't hurt you. Ohhh, God!" His dong jabbed into her young cunny, the tight tissues of her tunnel enveloping his aching shaft.
He was only able to pump for a minute before his cum was spewing from the end of his dong into Sissy's tight canal. He didn't even try to hold it. He had to get rid of his flowing juice.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh, God, Sissy! Uunngghhh! Whhuunnggg! Jesus! I had to have that! That didn't hurt, did it?"
The girl hadn't said a word or made a sound. When he slithered his long dong from her cunny and sat up, she merely put her legs together and stared at him silently. Then Barbara came into the room.
"Fred! What are you doing? Did you...?" She looked down at Sissy's naked body and knew what had happened.
"Fred? Did you fuck Sissy?"
"Yes. You didn't want it and I had to...! I mean, she was here and...!"
Barbara sighed. "All right, Fred. C'mon back to our room. We'd better have a talk. Are you all right, Sissy?"
The girl nodded. "Yes. I'm just fine. There's nothing wrong."
"All right, then. Fred, c'mon. Let's go."
The man followed his wife back to their bedroom, where Barbara turned on the light and shut the door.
"We'd better have a talk, Fred. I think this whole thing is ... is getting out of hand." She went to the night stand and lit a cigarette. "I'm not mad at you, honey. I know how it can be. I just ... I just think it would be best if we weren't around the kids any more."
"I think you're right," Fred agreed, nodding. He went to the closet and got his robe out. "Why don't we go downstairs and have a drink and talk about it?"
Barbara put on a housecoat. Then they went out, turning off the light, and went downstairs to the kitchen. They both heard the low moans and groans coming from the bedrooms as they passed them, glancing at each other knowingly.
* * *
The following morning, Barbara waited patiently until everyone was through with their breakfast. Then she poured an extra cup of coffee for the adults and sat down.
"Fred and I have an announcement to make," she said, smiling at everyone around the table. "And also a ... a favor to ask of you, Lisa and Patty."
"Oh?" Lisa said. "And what's that?"
"Well, Fred wants to retire you know. That's one of the reasons why we asked you girls here. And now, I think it's a good time to explain to Davey and Sissy what's been going on."
She took a deep breath, then, addressing her two youngest children, she told them the story about Lisa, Patty and their father. When she was through, Davey stared at his empty place as Sissy looked at the othery youngsters, surprise registering on her face.
"So," Barbara continued. "Here is our proposition. Fred and I would like to take off for an extended vacation without the children. We'd like everyone to go on staying here. Fred will set up a fund at the bank to pay for everything, and you'll have both cars to use. How does that sound, Lisa?"
It took a while for it to sink in. Lisa lit a cigarette, took a sip of coffee, glanced at Patty, then nodded her head slowly. "It's all right with me, if it's all right with Patty," she said. "How long would you be gone?"
"We don't have any idea," Fred said. "Maybe a couple of months. Maybe a year. At any rate, you wouldn't have to worry about anything. There'll be plenty of money for you."
"Mom?" Matt spoke' up. "Is...? I mean ... Timmy and I have been talking about it. We'd just as soon stay here and keep going to the same school, if it's all right with you. I mean ... all our friends are here, and everything."
Patty cleared her throat. "Well, I don't see why not. It would certainly solve a lot of our problems, wouldn't it Lisa? There's plenty of room here. And if we didn't have to work, it wouldn't be bad at all."
"That's right," Barbara said, smiling. "Now, how about it? Are we all agreed?"
"I'd like that," Sissy squealed happily. "I think that would be keen. I was hoping that Lisa and Patty could stay here."
"Well, I guess that settles it," Lisa said. "When do you plan on leaving, Mom?"
"First thing in the morning," Fred said quickly. "All we're going to take is a few suitcases."
"All right then," Patty said. "Well help you pack. You kids clean up the house, then take off for the pool so you won't be in the way."
Everyone was smiling happily when they got up from the table.
* * *
Fred and Barbara had gone up to pack, and it was just before noon when they heard Lisa calling for them to come downstairs. When they entered the living room, they both stopped short. Patty was laying on the dining room table, stark naked, her legs dangling over the side. Lisa was standing next to her, also without a stitch on, a broad grin on her face.
"Mom," Lisa said, "we thought we'd do something nice for Fred, since he's helping us out. We didn't think you'd mind. You don't, do you?"
"Well...? I'm not sure. What did you have in mind?"
Fred's eyes were flicking back and forth between the two nude young women, his cock throbbing to an erection in his pants.
"We thought we'd show him a real good time before you left," Lisa said. "Is it all right?"
Barbara shrugged. "Sure. I guess so. Go ahead."
"Okay, Fred," Patty said, turning her head towards him. "Go on. Take off your clothes."
Fred didn't need any coaxing. He quickly began stripping his things off, tossing them helter-skelter on the floor. When he was standing naked, his bare shaft jerking in a full erection, Lisa laughed, then got down on her hands and knees and crawled under the table.
"All right, Fred," she said over her shoulder. "You can get behind me and stick me while you eat Patty. Okay?"
Barbara laughed and turned to her husband. "Do you think you can take care of both of them? I mean ... those are two pretty hot-runts, you know?"
Fred nodded without taking his eyes from the two open cunts that were facing him. "I'm sure going to give it one helluva try." He walked over to the table, then knelt down behind Lisa.
Gripping his throbbing dong, he skinned it back, then rubbed the head up and down Lisa's gash to oil the tip. Then he slid the head in pushing forward till it was halfway into her cunt. He put his arms on the table on either side of Patty's hips as she draped her legs down his back. Then, as he lunged his dick forward into Lisa's canal, he buried his face in Patty's snatch.
"Ohh, Fred!" Patty moaned softly. "Eat me! Eat me! Oh, Fred! Use your tongue! Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh! Damn, that feels good!"
"Pump it, Fred!" Lisa wailed. "Jam that big dick into me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, God! Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh!"
Barbara watched her husband delightedly eating and fucking her daughters. Then she went over to a chair and sat down, pulling her skirt up and pressing a hand against her wet pussy. She gazed at Fred's head, moving up and down in Patty's crotch, his ass hunching as he drove his poker into Lisa's twat. She lifted the elastic on her panties and stabbed two fingers deep into her own hole.
"Freeeddd!" Lisa moaned. "Oh, Fred! Fuck me! Slam that dick to me! Ohh, Fred! Uunngghhh! Qhhuunnggg! Hunch it! Hunch it, baby! Stick it in! Cram it up my belly! Oh, honey! Whhuunnggg! Aarrgghhh!"
"EAT ME!" Patty shrieked. "EAT ME! EAT ME! STICK YOUR TONGUE IN MY HOLE! OH, GOD! UUNNGGHHH! WHHUUNNGGG! REAM THAT HOLE! LICK ME! OH, BABY! LICK ME! AARRGGHHH! UUNNGGHH!"
Fred's naked body was all aquiver as he hunched and lapped. His face was buried in Patty's sweet tasting twat, and as his dong stabbed Lisa's tight young cunt he was in seventh heaven. He lunged and hunched, cramming his tool deep into Lisa's hot cunny as his tongue darted in and out of Patty's juicy hole.
"EAT ME, FRED! EAT ME! GODDAMN! EAT ME! OH, JESUS CHRIST! WHHUUNNGGG! AARRGGHHH! LAP IT, HONEY! EAT IT! EAT IT!"
"Uunngghhh! Uunngghhh!" Fred's moans were muffled in Patty's twat as he pumped ferociously at Lisa's pussy. Again and again he hammered his dong home, thwacking against her asscheeks as he hunched and pumped.
"NOW, FRED! NOW! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Lisa's ass was squirming and writhing as she backed into the plunging dong. "NOW, FRED! NOW! CHRIST! AARRGGHHH! UUNNGGHHH! WHUUNNGG! WHHUUNNGGG!"
"MEEE, TOOO!" Patty shouted, gripping his head with both hands and smashing it against her open crotch. "EAT IT! EAT IT! JESUS! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! AARRGGHHH! UUNNGGHHH! WHHUUNNGGG!"
"UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" Fred's grunts sounded as though they were coming from a well as his body went rigid. His hot cum spewed into Lisa's canal as Patty writhed and quivered in orgasm.
In the chair, Barbara's legs went high in the air as she pumped at her twat wildly. What a thrilling sight it was to watch her husband eat and fuck her daughters. She had never thought anything would be so exciting. Then she let a long wail escape her lips as her climax tingled every nerve end.
Fred backed away from the two young women slowly, then stood up on shaking legs. He reeled across the living room to sink down limply on the couch. His softening cock was streaked with white cum and his nose, mouth and chin were wet from Patty's milk. He leaned back and closed his eyes, sighing heavily.
Lisa scooted out from under the table, then helped Patty to her feet. "I think we gave him a good time, don't you?" she said, winking at her sister.
"I'm sure we did," Patty said, nodding. "I don't think hell forget that for a long time."
Barbara leaned over to wipe her cum-wet fingers off on the rug, then she stood up, smoothing her skirt down over her thighs. She looked at her obviously pooped husband, then to her girls, throwing her head back and laughing.
"I certainly hope you girls didn't fuck that poor guy dry," she said. "I expect a lot more mileage out of him."
"Just let him rest tonight," Lisa said. "Hell be all right in the morning."
The two younger women picked up their clothes and went upstairs to take a shower and change. Barbara retrieved Fred's clothing where it was scattered all over the floor, and piled them on the couch next to him.
"You'd better get dressed now, stud," she said grinning at him. "Have you had enough for one day?"
He glanced up at her, his eyes half closed, and nodded. "Yeah! But I'm sure sorry we're going. I wouldn't mind doing that once or twice a month."
"Oh, bullshit! You old fart! Once a year is more than enough! Now get your clothes on!"
That afternoon, Barbara made the arrangements for their flight-and for a hotel room at their destination. Then, over Lisa's protests, she called for a cab to pick them up the next morning.
They all went out for dinner at an expensive restaurant that night, and on the way home Fred stopped for several bottles of imported champagne. When they got back to the house, he poured a glass for everyone.
"Here's to a pleasant vacation," Barbara said, raising her glass.
"I'll drink to that," Lisa said.
It was late when everyone appeared ready to go to bed. Barbara asked Patty and Lisa to stay downstairs with her for a few moments as there were some things she wanted to tell them. The children all said goodnight and went upstairs, then Fred kissed each of the girls fondly before going to his room.
"I feel I must tell you something," Barbara said, pouring more champagne into her glass when she was alone with the girls. "It's not very nice. But I rather you heard it from me, than from someone else."
The two young women looked at each other, then back at their mother.
"It can't be all that bad," Patty said. "What is it?"
Barbara sat down and took a sip of her champagne. "It's kind of hard to admit, after what happened to both of you. I mean ... I mean about your father and everything. But you have to know. I ... I've fucked all three of the boys while they were living here...."
She paused, then went on, speaking rapidly. "I didn't mean to. It sort of just happened gradually. But then, there I was. Fred was ... was having trouble, and I needed something. The boys were here, and well ... you know what can happen."
"Davey, too?" Lisa said, quietly.
"Yes. Davey too. I couldn't help myself. They were so young, and so sweet, and their cocks were ... were so big, it was more than I could stand. Do you know what I mean? Can you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yes," Lisa said, nodding. She saw that her sister was about to say something and signalled her to be quiet. "We understand, Mother. It's all right. At least ... at least they can't get pregnant, like we did. All they got was experience."
"Lisa's right," Patty agreed. "Why don't you just forget about it?"
"Well, that's one of the reasons I wanted to get out of here," Barbara said. "I think this has gone on long enough. Now with you here, it would just cause a lot of problems. Besides, Fred is ... is getting eyes for Sissy now, and that could lead to ... you know."
Lisa lit a cigarette, then smiled at her mother. "I think this is going to work out for the best for all of us. I don't know about Patty, but I'm certainly glad to get away from my job."
Patty put her glass down on the end table, got up and crossed the room to her mother. She bent down, put an arm around her and kissed her on the cheek.
"You're doing the right thing, Mom. And don't you worry about the kids. Well take care of them."
"I'm glad you girls came back," Barbara said, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm glad you're taking them over. I'm afraid I haven't done a very good job with the children."
"You've done just fine," Lisa said. "Better than most. And you deserve this vacation. Now, I think we better get to bed. You're going to have a long day tomorrow."
They snubbed out their cigarettes, turned out the lights and went upstairs to their rooms. When Barbara went into her room, Fred was lying on the bed, uncovered, his prick standing up stiffly. He grinned at her.
"C'mon," he said, quietly. "I think we can try it without any other help, now. Get those clothes off and mount this prick. I think I've got enough cum in my balls to blow the top of your head off."
Barbara giggled and stripped, then hurried to the bed to straddle Fred's throbbing dick.
"Oh, Fred," she said, reaching between her legs to grab it. "I'm so glad your problem is over with now. It's going to be a fun vacation, isn't it? Do you think we'll ever get out of bed?"
"Shut up and fuck me," he replied, grinning.
CHAPTER TEN
It was a few minutes before eight the following morning when the boys brought down the last suitcases and set them by the front door. The cab was due in a few minutes, so Fred and Barbara said their goodbyes to all of the children. When they heard a honk from the curb outside, Timmy, Matt, and Davey picked up the luggage and carried it out, Sissy and Fred following.
"Well, I guess this is it," Barbara said to Patty and Lisa, her eyes wet. "You'll take care of the kids now, won't you?"
"We sure will, Mom," Lisa said. She pecked her mother on the cheek, then backed off to let Patty say goodbye.
Barbara kissed her other daughter, then turned to the open door. Then she stopped and turned around. "You know ... there's been a lot of sex in this house for the past few years. I ... I'd rather it stayed here. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Certainly, Mother," Patty said, nodding. "Don't worry about a thing. Well take care of it."
The three women went out to the cab, goodbyes were said all around again, then Fred and Barbara were driven off. Lisa put her arms around Matt's and Davey's shoulders and they all went back into the house.
"I think we'd better sit down and have a long talk," Lisa said when they were inside. "Don't you agree, Patty?"
"Yes. I do. We should get everything settled once and for all."
They all took a seat except for Sissy, who got down on her knees next to Lisa's chair and looked up with unconcealed admiration at her half-sister.
"Let's clear the air," Lisa said, smiling around the room at everyone. "Patty and I know what has been going on here. I mean ... about you kids and ... and the sex."
Matt groaned and looked over at Timmy, then at Davey, anguish written" on his face.
"How ... how did you know?" Davey stammered. "Did ... did Mom tell you about it?"
"That, and other things," Lisa said, nodding. "But that doesn't make any difference, now. All we're concerned about is that everyone understands what's going on."
"That's right," Patty piped up. "We're all going ' to be living together for quite some time, so we might as well set the ground rules."
Sissy's face had turned a beet red in her embarrassment. She glanced shyly at Patty, then looked back at Lisa and said, "Does ... does that mean that ... that we're not supposed to do anything anymore?"
Lisa and Patty laughed.
"Of course not, honey," Lisa said smiling, patting the girl on the head. "After all, we'd much rather you had your experience here than with someone else."
Matt was surprised. "Mom? You mean ... you mean we can go on ... like before? And ... and you don't care?"
"Sex is perfectly natural and normal," Lisa said. "And Patty and I, and for that matter Barbara too, think that it would be best if you confined your activities to the house here. Isn't that right, Patty?"
"That's right," Patty said smiling. "And I've been sitting here thinking. It seems rather ridiculous for all of us to be sneaking around from bedroom to bedroom and going through all the .troubles of dressing while we're here in the house. After all, none of us have anything to be ashamed of."
Timmy's eyes widened as he stared at his mother. "Are you saying ... that we should ... go around naked?"
"Why not? After all, I think we've all-seen each other at one time or another, haven't we?"
Sissy's eyes brightened and she stood up. "I think that's a real cool idea. Why not right now? Let's all get undressed, and then we can talk."
"Well, you heard the girl," Lisa said grinning. "Let's all go upstairs and get our clothes off. Then we can come back down here and finish our discussion."
The three boys were obviously eager. They followed the girls up the stairs, impatient at their slowness. It was only a few brief minutes before the group was back in the living room, all stark naked.
Lisa, Patty and Sissy stared openly at the boys' hard pricks. The three stiff, thick dongs were throbbing in erection as the boys swiveled their heads trying to see all of the cunts and titties at the same time.
"Well, now," Lisa said, casually lighting a cigarette. "I think that's much better. After a while you boys will get used to seeing us naked, and you won't have a hard-on all the time. Now, how are we going to work this out?" She glanced over at Patty.
The oldest sister didn't answer right away. She was gazing at Davey's hard shaft, and the flesh on the inside of her thighs was twitching. Then she moaned softly. "Goddamn, Davey! You're really hung, arent you?"
The boy smiled shyly and nodded.
"Why can't we just do it with whoever we want to?" Sissy asked, of no one in particular. "I mean as long as we're going to be open about it ... there's no reason why we shouldn't just ... do whatever we want to."
"I'll go along with that," Timmy said. "If we want to ... do anything we could just go to one of the bedrooms."
He was still waiting for a comment on his remark when Patty got up from her chair quickly, stepped across the room, and knelt in front of Davey. She wrapped her fingers around his long, down-covered shaft and skinned it back. "Ohhh, Davey," she moaned, "would you ... would you mind giving that to me?"
"Here? Right ... right in front of everybody?"
"Go on, Davey," Sissy urged. "Go ahead. We'd all like to watch."
Patty kissed Davey's piston lovingly, then moved back to lay down on the rug, her thighs spread wide. Davey glanced nervously around the room, then cautiously got down on his knees and crawled up between Patty's outstretched legs.
"Ohhh, Davey," Patty moaned, reaching down to grasp his dong and guide it into her moist crevice. "It makes me hot just looking at it."
After oiling the head of his throbbing tool in her milky gash, she slipped the swollen head in, then wrapped her legs around him, pulling him hard against her, jamming his dong deep into her belly.
"Uunngghhh! Whhuunnggg! Goddamn, Davey! What a pole! Jesus Christ! Uunngghhh!"
The others sat watching delightedly as Davey's long rod embedded itself in Patty's cunt. They saw his piston jam all the way in to the root, his swinging balls banging against the back of Patty's ass.
"Fuck me, Davey!" she crooned. "Pump that poker! Slam it all the way in! Oh, God! Uunngghhh! Whuunnggg! Hunch, Davey! Hunch! Pound that pussy! Ohh, God!"
"Whhuunnggg! Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh!" The young boy's ass quivered as he pounded his prick in and out of her juicy tunnel. His heavy shaft was streaked with her milk as he pulled it out and slammed it in again, banging against the opening to her womb.
Sissy dropped to her hands and knees on the floor, then crawled to the fucking couple, her eyes fixed on the plunging tool. Her eyes were wide and her breathing was rapid as she watched her brother hammer his cock home.
Matt transferred his gaze from the fucking couple to his cousin's naked ass. He could see her hole, surrounded by light brown fuzz, milk seeping from the opening into the folds of her young twat. His prick throbbed with desire. A low moan escaped his lips as he scrambled from the chair to crawl up behind Sissy's buttocks.
"Ohhh," Sissy groaned, as she felt his hard cock sliding up and down the crack of her ass. She looked over her shoulder, saw it was Matt, then bent lower, resting her cheek on her crossed arms.
"Do it, Matt! I'm so Goddamned hot! Fuck me! Oh, Jesus! Stick it in! Hurry up! I can't wait! Uuummm! In, Matt! In! Put it in!"
Matt guided the hot tip of his dick into her tunnel, then gripping Sissy's hips, he lurched forward, stabbing his dong deep into her cunt. "Uunngghhh! Whhuunnggg!"
"That's it, Matt," Sissy cried out. "Fuck me! Fuck that cunny! Oh, Jesus! Uunngghh! Aarrgghhh! Slam it in, baby! Slam it! Oh, God! Damn! Uunngghhh! Whuunnggg!"
Lisa was just as fascinated as she was the first time she saw her son dick Sissy. Her uterus was contracting in spasms, and cream was leaking from her pussy as she watched her son hump the young girl.
Davey was still pounding away at Patty, slamming his dick repeatedly into her twat as Lisa stood up and crossed to where Timmy sat.
"I'll bet you're as hot as I am, dear," Lisa said, kneeling between the boy's knees. "Let me kiss it for a while, then we can fuck, too."
Bending low over his pelvis, she took his boyish dong in her mouth and began sucking and slurping on it. Milk flowed from her twat into the folds of her pussy and down the insides of her thighs as she slurped and pulled on Timmy's sweet, young prick. Then she could wait no longer. Scrambling up, she straddled the boy's lap, then sat down until his dong was pressing against her canyon.
"Ohhh, Timmy!" she murmured. "Damn! I need that cock! Oh, honey!" She reached down between her legs and guided his swollen tool into her cream-filled snatch. Then, withdrawing her hand, she settled down on it, shoving his pecker up inside her, almost to her waist.
"Timmy!" she gasped. "Oh, God! What a prick! Damn! Uunngghhh! Oh, honey! Honey! I'm going to screw that luscious dong right off."
Cupping a large titty in her hand, she bent forward, slipping the nipple into his mouth. Then, as the boy sucked on her creamy boob, she began corkscrewing up and down on his shaft, swiveling and swirling her ass, forcing his rod to ream her cunt.
"Uuummm! Uuummm!" The boy sucked wildly on her titty, tugging on the nipple with his lips as he raised his ass off the chair, hunching up into her driving cunt.
"Aarrgghhh! Timmy! Oh, Jesus! God! What a prick! Oh, lover! Damn!"
"NOW! DAVEY!" Patty screamed. "NOW! NOW! FUCK ME, DEAR! FUCK ME! OH, JESUS! WHUUNNGGG! UUNNGGHHH! GODDAMN! ARE YOU CUMMING, HONEY? ARE YOU CUMMING? OH, MY GOD! AARRGGHHH! UUNNGGHHH!"
The boy slammed his dong home twice more, then his body went rigid. "UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! I'M ... CUUMMIINNGG ... NOW! AARRGGHHH! WHHUUNNGGG!"
Matt was grunting as he hunched ferociously at Sissy's cunt. His fingers were digging into her hips as he stabbed her over and over again, his swinging balls hitting against her clit as he hammered his prick in and out.
The young girl backed into his plunging dick. Then, as Matt's hot cream spewed into her womb, she groaned loudly, simpering as her orgasm surged through her loins.
Lisa pulled her tit from Timmy's mouth and arched her back, slamming down on his dong wildly. "Tiimmmyyy! Aarrgghhh! God! Baby! Hurry! Shoot off! Cum! Oh, honey! Damn! Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh! Timmy!"
The boy grabbed Lisa's tits with both hands, then he lifted his ass off the chair cushion, lunging upwards as his dick erupted.
The room was filled with loud groans and moans, whimpers and murmurs, and the heavy aroma of freshly generated cum wafted through the air. Then the couples began disentangling slowly, bodies trembling and quivering as they got to their feet and moved to chairs. White cum plopped onto the rug as the women moved.
Sissy giggled as she dropped into a chair. "Jeez, that was fun! I like it when everyone does it at the same time. It makes it ... more exciting."
The others agreed, nodding slowly. Then they all sat quietly for a few moments, recovering their breath.
When her belly had stopped palpitating, Patty stood up, turned around, then knelt in her chair.
"C'mon, Matt. You too, Timmy. I want you both at the same time." She leaned over the back of the chair, then spread her thighs wide.
"Mom!" Timmy said quickly. "You don't mean that you want me to ... I mean. My own ... MOTHER?"
"Of course, dear," Patty said, turning her head slightly towards him. "There's no reason why we shouldn't, is there?"
Timmy hesitated. "No. No, I guess not. What do you want me to do? "
"You come around here behind the chair, honey. Matt, you get behind me and stick it in from behind. Okay? Just like you did to Sissy."
Matt's dong jiggled as he walked across the room to stand behind Patty's gleaming ass. He gripped the base of his dong, then guided it into her cum-filled slit, locating her hole with the hot end his shaft. Lunging forward, he buried his piston in her cunt, then leaned down across her back and reached under her for her hanging, swinging tits.
"Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh! Damn! That's it, Matt! Oh, God! Jesus, that feels good! C'mon, Timmy. Step up here."
When her son moved closer, Patty bent lower and engulfed his dong with her mouth. Then she began sucking on it tenderly as Matt started his pumping motions behind her.
"Uummm! Uummmm!" With her mouth full of her son's deliriously sweet shaft, and Matt's boyish cock stabbing her twat, Patty knew she couldn't hold her orgasm long. She gyrated her hips around Matt's spearing pecker as she slurped on her son's swollen rod. "Uummm! UUmmmm!"
"Uunngghhh! Ohh, Mama! Mama! Goddamn! Uunngghhh! That feels so good! Jesus! Suck it! Blow me off! Oh, my God! Damn! Aarrgghhh!"
"Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh! Whhuunnggg!" Matt was kneading her lush tits as he hammered his stiff peter in and out of her twat. Davey's hot cum had greased her tube well, and his shaft was slipping and sliding effortlessly. The fiery head banged again and again against Patty's uterus.
"Uummm! UUmmmm!" Patty was milking Timmy's nuts as she sucked and tugged on his delicious peter. He had buried his hands in her hair, and was now pulling her face down towards him as he pumped his dick between her lips.
"Whhuunnggg! Aarrgghhh! Goddamn! Mama! God! It won't be long! Oh, Jesus! Mama! Uunngghhh!"
"Whuufff! Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh!" Matt was pumping fiercely at her cunny, driving his dong all the way in to the base, his nuts swinging freely. His legs trembled and quivered as Patty tightened her cuntal muscles around his plunging dick.
Timmy's hot liquid was erupting in her mouth. spurting out in gushes, spraying her tonsils and the back of her throat. She drank his liquid greedily, sucking for more with her lips and tongue as she forced his hot juice down her gullet. Then she felt Matt spraying her womb with his hot cum, and orgasm sped through her body.
"AARRGGHHH! WHHUUNNGGG! UUNNGGHHH!" Matt's body was stiff as he spewed his juice into the already cum-filled tunnel. The liquid flowed out past his dong, running down the inside of Patty's thighs and dropping onto the chair to form a puddle of white cream.
As Matt slithered his now red tool from her twat, Patty licked her son's cock off, then rose up. "Ohhh," she nurmured. "That was so much fun. Damn! I liked that! Did you, honey?"
"Uh huh," Timmy said, nodding. "That was real cool. You ... you made me cum awful fast."
While Timmy and Matt were returning to their seats, Sissy looked at Lisa. "Could we ... could we do what we did the other day? You know ... I mean both of us on one guy. I thought that was fun."
"I don't see why not," Lisa said smiling, watching Davey grin since he was the only one that hadn't cum recently. "Davey, get down on the rug on your back. Sissy and I will take care of you."
The boy did as he was told. His long shaft was pointed towards the ceiling, jerking as Sissy and Lisa mounted him. The young girl squatted down over his face, spreading her thighs wide as Lisa put her knees on either side of the boy's hips and dropped her hot cunt down towards his shaft.
"Just a minute, honey," Lisa said smiling at Sissy. "Let me get that big old thing in me. Then well really give him something to think about."
Reaching into her crotch, Lisa guided Davey's hard tool into her pussy. Then she relaxed her leg muscles to squat all the way down on it, forcing it up into her tummy.
"All right, dear. Now, let him have your cunt. Put your hands on my shoulders like we did before."
Sissy pressed her twat down to Davey's open mouth, shivering as his tongue began flicking in and out of her hole.
"Uunngghhh! Uummm! Oh, Lisa! He's eating me already! Oh, God! That feels good! Uuummmm!"
"All right, here we go." Lisa raised up until only the head of Davey's dick was embedded in her twat. Then she slammed her slimy tube down on his prong, thwacking her ass against his thighs.
"Whhuunnggg! Whuufff! Aarrgghhh! Damn! He's got a cock! Oh, Jesus! God! Whhuummggg! Damn! I love that tool! Oh, Christ! Sissy, is he eating you?"
"Uuuhhh huuhh!" she moaned, her eyes half closed in pleasant agony as Davey's mouth worked on her juicy canyon. His tongue was rimming her hole and his nose was buried in her ass. She squirmed and wriggled, delighting in the sensation his tongue was giving her.
"Whhuunnggg! Damn, Sissy! Oh, Jesus! He's got a prick! Uunngghhh! I love it! I just love it! Oh, God! Aarrgghhh!"
Sissy watched Lisa's tits bob up and down as she corkscrewed onto Davey's long, thick rod. She wanted to suck on those lush tits, but was afraid that it would embarrass Lisa. So instead, she gazed down at the older woman's hairy pelvis where Davey's tool was driving in and out, glistening wetly with cum and female milk.
Patty and the other two boys watched in fascination as the two women hunched and pumped on Davey's squirming body. They could see his chin working frantically and his legs quiver as he hunched upward into Lisa's driving snatch. The young boy was vibrating from head to foot, his toes curling as he ate Sissy's twat and hunched his dick up to Lisa's juice-filled canal.
"Are ... you ... about ... ready ... Sissy? I'm ... almost ... ready... to ... cuummmm! Oh, Jesus! Whhuunnggg!"
"Meeee toooo!" the young girl gasped, twirling her juicy cunt on Davey's probing tongue. "Cuummm, baby! Oh, God! Cum! Eat me! Eat me! Oh, Jesus! Aarrgghhh! Whhuunnggg! Now, Davey! Now! Lisa! Oh, Jesus, Lisa! I'm cuummiinngg!"
All three exploded in orgasm, their bodies going rigid, their chests heaving with exertion. They thrashed and squirmed and wriggled. Then Lisa and Sissy stood up slowly, leaving the boy gasping for breath on the floor.
Patty laughed as the two women walked shakily to their seats. "That poor boy won't be worth a damn the rest of the day. You gals really worked him over."
Lisa nodded as she lit a cigarette with trembling fingers. Then she took a deep drag and leaned back, sighing. "I'm afraid he's not the only one that's worn out. I think we'd better rest for a while."
"That's a good idea," Patty said. "After all, we're going to be here for a long time. There's no sense wearing out a good thing."
Davey groaned as he got to his feet, his legs weak in the knees. "I'm going upstairs and take a cold shower. I'm all sweaty."
"That would be a good idea for all of us," Patty said. "And we women should douche. Especially you, Sissy. We've got to be careful, you know."
"That's right," Lisa agreed! "I think we'd better get Sissy started on the pill right away. The way things are going, she could get knocked up anytime."
* * *
Lisa was the last one in and out of the bathroom. As she stepped naked into the hallway, Matt was standing there waiting for her.
"Mom?" he asked shyly. "Do you think it would be okay if...? I mean, could we...?"
"I'd like that very much, honey," she said softly, noticing that his prick was firm and erect again. "As a matter-of-fact, I think we should." She took him by the hand and led him into the nearest bedroom, which was Sissy's.
Laying down on the bed, Lisa spread her legs wide, then held her arms out to her son. "C'mon, honey. Let me see what that beautiful prick feels like inside me. I've wanted it ever since I got here."
The boy clambored up on the bed between her outstretched legs, then laid down on top of his mother. He probed for her hole with his dong, using his ass to guide the head into her milky crevice. Finding the tube, he began slipping his dong in slowly, holding his mother tightly as he punched her twat.
"Oh Matt! Matt, honey! Baby! God, that feels good! Oh, what a beautiful cock you have! I'm so proud of you! I love that! Ohhh! Whhuunnggg! Uunngghhh! Do it to me, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Shove that thing all the way in! Oh, honey! Baby!"
"Uunngghhh! Aarrgghhh! Ohhh, Mama! Ohh, Mama! It feels so good to fuck you! You're the prettiest one of them all! Jesus! Aarrgghhh! Uunngghhh! I can't hald it very long! Not inside you! Can you feel it, Mama? Can you feel it way up inside you?"
"Yeeesss, baby! Ohh, yes! Do it, honey! Fuck me! Shove it in! Oh, baby! Pump it! Pump it! Do it, baby! Ohhh, Lord! Aarrgghhh! Nothing has ever been like this! Nothing! Whhuunnggg!"
When they recovered from their orgasm, Mother and Son walked down the stairs, hand in hand. Patty and Sissy already had lunch ready and the others were sitting at the dining room table, still naked. Lisa and Matt dropped down into their chairs, grinning broadly.
Patty winked at her sister. "I can tell by your faces that we're all now one big happy family again, aren't we?"
Lisa nodded silently, then began to eat.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Needless to say, the little group continued on happily during the next few months. There were almost no outside contacts at all. None of them wanted to leave the security of the house and availability of such beautiful bodies to caress, play with, fondle, fuck and suck. There was hardly any washing or ironing, as they all paraded around naked from dawn till bedtime.
Fred and Barbara wrote frequently, continuing to extend their vacation to include a trip to Europe. It was obvious that Fred had no intention of returning. With adequate funds in the bank, neither Patty nor Lisa had any worries about money. And when it came time for the youngsters to return to school in the fall, they all felt disappointment and sadness.
The night before school was to open was Sissy's birthday. The others made plans very discreetly. After the ice cream and cake, and the presentation of many very nice gifts to the young girl, the three boys lined up in front of the couch.
Lisa and Patty brought in a bowl from the kitchen, containing the creamy icing with which they had frosted the cake. As Sissy watched in amazement, the two women applied the icing to the boys' erect pricks and their balls. Then they backed away.
"Okay, Sissy," Lisa said smiling. "Now you can lick all of that icing off."
Sissy laughed happily, dropped to her knees, then crawled up in front of each of the boys. Gently and lovingly, she ate all of the icing from their dongs and nuts. Then, when she was through, she blew each of the separately.
"That was really a yummy dessert," Sissy said, smiling as she wiped flecks of cum from her lips. "I wouldn't mind having that every night."
"Don't get greedy, girl," Patty said, grinning. "Remember there are two other cunts here that have to be satisfied, too."
"That's right," Lisa agreed. "And I got all hot watching you suck them off. Now I think it's our turn. C'mon girls, let's lay down on the floor."
The three females got down on their backs and spread their legs. Matt crawled between Lisa's, Timmy between Patty's, and Davey between Sissy's. Shortly the wet sounds of fucking echoed from the walls as the three couples moaned and groaned in ecstatic pleasure.
* * *
In Paris, Fred and Barbara were seated at a small table in a dimly lit basement room, the only illumination small candles placed on each table. Thirty or more couples were packed into the small club, and all eyes were fixed on an as yet unlit stage.
Then the footlights went on suddenly to reveal a naked young girl, kneeling on a sturdy coffee table in the center of the stage. Two naked men were with her, one behind her and one with his long, hard cock pointed at her face. A murmur ran through the room.
"Goddamn!" Barbara whispered. "Fred! Look at those cocks! Aren't they huge?"
"Yeah! But look at the tits and ass on that broad! Goddamn! I'd like to stick something like that!"
Fred reached over to pull Barbara's hand into his lap where his prick was throbbing to an erection. Barbara gripped his dong, and as they sat there they watched the two men penetrate the young girl. One slithered his thick, hairy shaft into her twat while the other pressed forward to cram his dick into her open, waiting mouth.
The crowd clapped heartily, then watched in silence as the two naked studs slammed their dongs in and out of the beautifully formed young girl.
The men held their cum for over five minutes, then they were exploding into the luscious young frame. Cream dribbled out of the corners of her mouth and flowed out her pussy and down the inside of her creamy thighs as they ejaculated into her. Then the stage lights went out and a murmur of approval with applause filled the darkened room.
"Ohh, goddamn!" Fred groaned. "Feel my dick! It's so hard it hurts! I got a nut ache!"
"Let's hurry back to our room," Barbara whispered urgently, squeezing his shaft tightly. "I don't want to let that go to waste."
"I can't wait that long!" Fred groaned. "Jesus Christ! I'm afraid I'm going to blow off in my pants!"
"Don't do that, dear! Please! Don't let it go to waste! Oh, dear, what Eire we going to do?"
A voice came over a hidden loudspesiker. "Would any of the patrons like to give us a demonstration?" the male voice said in English, then repeated it in French. "Please step up onto the stage, if you feel the urge. I'm sure the other customers would enjoy it."
"C'mon, honey." Fred said quickly, standing up. "You can suck me off up there. They won't mind, and I've got to cum! I've just got to!"
Barbara grinned happily. "Alright, darling. Let's go."
As they neared the stage, the footlights went on again. Fred's hard, throbbing shaft pushing his pants into a tent. The audience clapped and shouted "Bravo". Fred stopped and turned to his wife, smiling as he yanked the zipper down over the huge bulge in his pants. Barbara knelt in front of him.
"Suck it good, baby!" Fred whispered as he pointed his shaft at her mouth.
"I will, dear. Don't worry." She parted her lips then leaned forward engulfing his long, hard tool.
"Do it!" somebody shouted. "Suck him good! Blow him!"
Unfortunately, Fred wasn't as adept at holding his cum as the other two performers had been. Within a few short seconds he was spurting juice into Barbara's mouth. She swallowed his cream thirstily, moaning softly as he continued to hunch his dong at her face.
Suddenly other couples were flowing up to the stage. The men unzipping their flys and taking their hard pricks out as the women recklessly shed themselves of their clothes. Within a short time, the stage was filled with copulating bodies, young and old, fat and thin, all moaning and groaning in ecstasy.
Barbara had just licked Fred's still throbbing dick off, and was about to stand up, when a man jostled him out of the way and pressed his hard shaft against her lips.
"How about sucking that?" he asked throatily.
She grinned up at the handsome young man, dark and swarthy, then looked carefully at his dong that was a full eight inches long. She grinned, then opened her mouth and slid it over the hard tool.
Fred felt anger well in him, and he was about to stop Barbara when he saw, behind her kneeling figure, a naked young ass, bare and pointing at him. A creamy-skinned girl was on her hands and knees, blowing a young man on his back. Forgetting Barbara, Fred stepped over to the young girl and knelt behind her, then slammed his hot pecker deep into her belly.
Her cunny was tight and greasy, and Fred gasped as she began squeezing his poker expertly with her cuntal muscles, clasping his plunging dick as he began hammering away at her juicy twat.
"UUNNGGHHH! GOODDAAMMNNN! WHHUUNNGGG!" Fred was going wild as he observed the other couples sucking and fucking around him, his own staff stabbing the faceless figure kneeling in front of him. "WWHHUUNNGGHHH! AARRGGHHH!"
* * *
Matt rolled off his mother, his erect dick cum-covered and jerking. He sighed heavily, then put his hands behind his head.
"I wonder what Fred and Barbara are doing now, Mom?"
"The last we heard, they were going to Paris. I suppose they're taking in the sights. You know, the Eiffel Tower and things like that."
"Yeah, I guess so," the boy mumbled. "They don't know what they're missing, do they?"
The young lad and his mother closed their eyes and drifted off to contented sleep.
