The story of Debby Sherwood may be totally shocking to some readers who have little contact with today's teenagers and their attitudes regarding sex and sexual behavior. To even the most enlightened and permissive cults, the degree to which young girls have embraced the ideas of those who have festered the sexual liberation movement is disturbing. Psychologists, psychiatrists, sex research clinics, and many social workers, are today confronted more and more frequently with cases of incestuous behavior among the underage. No solution has been found, nor many answers obtained to the question of why some teenagers choose members of their own family group, as sexual partners.
Abnormally close family ties frequently result in expressions of love, in the physical sense, stemming horn emotions, events and just plain "circumstances" surrounding the daily life of children with their parents. The ha that such love, expressed through sexual ways, grows so strong that it destroys normal taboos seems to be regretted by all save those actually involved. Incest seems to "just happen", and while sternly forbidden by law and condemned by time-honored social attitudes, definitely seems to be on the increase in this century.
Debby Sherwood's story, told here in her own uncensored words, reveals with the utter candor of her generation the thoughts, emotions and sexual attitudes of a beautiful girl, the daughter of upper-middle-class parents who, to the outside world, are typically solid American citizens. Within the walls of their comfortable California home, however, a most bizarre story begins to unfold...
The Publisher
Chapter One
"Hey there, you naughty girl! How come you spend so much time in front of your mirror?" I myself, grinning back at my own image in the big glass that covered one full wall of my bedroom. "Because," I answered me, "I like what I see. I am growing up into a truly gorgeous chick!" I gave myself a big razzberry and started giggling. I felt really super this morning. It was Saturday. No school! My pussy still tingled from the wild fingerfucking session I'd just had in my big easy chair pulled up close to the mirror. My fingers were so slippery I could hardly get a grip on my cunt lips, but I managed to spread them and check out the pink entrance to my virgin hole.
"You better be careful with those fingers, Debby," I told myself. "You've got yourself opened up enough to take one finger part way in, without it hurting too much. That's enough! When you lose your cherry, don't you want to experience all the sensations that are due you?" I suddenly grew serious and stood staring at my reflection. I saw a stark naked blonde girl, with big round brown eyes. Over the years, I had watched her grow up. It seemed only yesterday that I was a skinny brat, with braces on my teeth, my long hair in braids and not even a trace of a bump, on my chest. My hands went to my breasts. Now they were full and round and very firm. My nipples came up right away, pressing into my palms with little tingles that mad me rub them harder. My waist was slim and my tummy flat as a board. I liked the way my thighs had filled out, pressing close against the triangle of blonde hair that seemed to have grown, all of a sudden, all over my pussy mound. I turned around and checked the back view. My bottom swelled out with the same round fullness as my tits. Finally I had curves after waiting so long to lose that pooched-out belly, little-kid look. My skin was clear, fair and very soft to my touch.
I turned around to smile at myself, showing my teeth like a movie star getting her Oscar. My mouth looked a little wide to me, but the teeth had turned out super after the braces came off. It was hard to keep my hands off my cunt, so I gave up trying. One climax is never enough for me. My middle finger stole into my soft bush and began looking for my stiffening clitty. "Gee, my hair is so fine anyone could look right through it and see every inch of my pussy underneath."
"That's right! The view is delightful!" I whirled around to see my father standing in the doorway, grinning at me.
"Daddy!" I flew into his arms, completely forgetting I was naked, and had just been caught by my dad with my finger in my pussy. "When did you get home? Oh, I -- we -- missed you so much!"
"Hey! My neck may bend a little bit, but you're breaking it!" he laughed. "You are getting awfully strong! And really very lovely, Debby."
He held me at arm's length and his eyes slowly traveled from my face down to my breasts that were goosebumpy with excitement, and rising and falling very rapidly. I felt my pussy get all hot and itchy when his eyes rested there for a long time. "You know," he said quietly, with something like wonder in his voice, "my little girl is almost gone. I see a very beautiful young woman standing in front of me."
I blushed real red and hugged him tight, my hands accidentally brushing his terry cloth robe aside so that our naked bodies pressed tightly together. His skin felt cool, and his wavy hair was still damp from his shower. I laid my head against his big chest and my arms held him very tight against me. "Oh Daddy," I murmured, "I'm so glad you're home. These long business trips you have to go on are just for the birds. I fall asleep every night hoping I'll be wakened by you kissing me good morning."
His warm hands slid down my back to pat me gently on my naked bottom. "Those trips are necessary, Deb. The new insurance agencies I set up for the company bring in the money I have to have to run this house and feed your brothers and your mom and me. But I'm glad to be home again for a while." He tilted my face up to him and kissed me so sweetly I hugged him even harder and pressed my lips tightly to his. I kissed him a long, long time. I started to get the strangest, warmest feeling all over my body when I felt his big hands cup my bottom and pull my hips closer than ever to him. His cock began to grow bigger! It pressed right against my pussy. My legs just naturally opened a bit, so it could slip between them and rise to touch against the very bottom of my cunt.
I felt my hips begin moving against him, kinda like all on their own. He felt so big and so warm and so strong, between my legs! I suddenly caught my breath and stepped back, embarrassed at what I was doing, and all confused by the emotions racing through me. His cock sprang free, to stand straight out from his muscular body, and point right at where it had been nestling. He had kind of an odd look on his face. "Uh, sorry, Debby," he grinned, sort of like he was apologizing. "Don't know what happened to me, there, for a minute." He closed his robe and tied it firmly, hiding his stiff cock that I wanted very much to keep looking at. "Your beautiful warm body..." he broke off, and tried to get back to being my daddy, instead of -- what? My mind was racing. I desperately wanted to feel his cock pressing against my pussy again. I wanted to hold him in my hot hands. I wanted -- God! -- I wanted him to have sex with me! To love me! To put that thick, long cock inside my pink cunt! I had never had such thoughts before! I just stood there, biting my lip, my head in a whirl. What I really wanted was for my daddy to be my... my lover!
He cleared his throat like he was going to tell me something, then decided against it. "I have to get dressed, Deb, and take your mom out to brunch." He reached down and gave me a quick kiss. "See you when we get back. O.K.?" I nodded. I couldn't find my voice.
The moment he was gone, my bottom hit the cushion of my play chair and my shaking hands cupped my moist pussy. But I didn't want to do myself again. Not now. I just wanted to sit quietly and think about what had happened to me. To us! He must have felt the same mad desire to make love. The sex books say that men don't get a hard on unless they are sexually turned on. I immediately, shamelessly, began planning how to get my own father to fuck me!
"Hey, Sis. Since you're just sitting around doing nothing, how about helping me." My brother, Dirk, was standing behind me. I was so lost in thought I'd never heard him come in my room. He had a new camera in his hand. It seemed to me his face was deliberately expressionless. "I need some practice with this thing. How about posing for me. The way you are."
I just looked at him, kind of mad at being interrupted. In my mind, my daddy and me were already in bed together and I had my hands around his stiff cock, holding him tightly and staring at how he was jumping and throbbing in my fist. "Dirk," I told him, "I don't want you showing pictures of me around school, all naked. And why don't you knock before you come in a girl's room?"
He grinned, his eyes now sweeping over me in a very un-brotherly manner. "This is a Polaroid camera, dummy. No negatives, and I'll give you every picture I take. Honest. Let's go out in the guest house. The sun is coming in the picture window out there, so I won't even need my flash. Put your pool robe on, and come on."
I looked at him looking at me. His eyes kept coming back to my pussy. Maybe it was because I was so turned on, but I didn't really mind my brother staring at my cunt. He had become a boy, in my mind. A boy with a cook. And, somewhere in the house, there was a duplicate of him. Two cocks! Geez, I was going cock-crazy all of a sudden! My image of my daddy had vanished, and I saw myself naked in bed with my twin brothers. No one, not even my mom and dad, seemed able to tell Dirk from Allen, sometimes. Their voices and the way they walked and the way they thought and reacted to everything that happened to them was so much the same it was spooky!
"Well? You coming?" Dirk prodded me. I nodded. I slipped into my be and we headed for the guest house at the back of our estate.
I had a mischievous plan buzzing around in my head. The minute my bottom touched the sofa in front of the big glass window in the living room I opened my robe and lay back, letting my leg drift open just a little. Dirk squinted in his camera and, to my joy, moved until his lens was pointing smack at my pussy. He took the shot and came to sit beside me while we waited for it to develop. I put my hand on his leg, like I wanted to use it to help pull me up straighter on the couch. I let it rest there, right on his crotch. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his face grow pinkish. Red-heads show all their emotions so clearly! He was getting embarrassed because he was getting a hard on from the warmth of my hand pressing against his prick. When the picture developed, and he sat staring at my open cunt in the print, his cock got even bigger and harder in his pants.
I looked at him and asked him, very innocently, "Want to take another shot of me?" He nodded, struggling to his feet and trying to push his hard on into a less painful position in his slacks. Feeling very wicked, I opened my legs wider and let my hand fall so my fingers were right at the edge of my pussy hair. When he was trying to focus on me, I suggested, "Why don't you get naked, too, Dirk? There's no reason to be shy. I've already seen you without any clothes on, you know."
He clicked the shutter and handed me the camera. He looked me right in the eye and began unbuttoning his shirt. Before the picture had developed, he was standing there as naked as me. I opened my legs even wider, so he could get a really good look at my wet cunt, and held my eyes right on his cock. It grew longer and harder and began to raise up in the air, wavering and sort of jumping up and down. It looked very nice. Very pink... oh geez...! Very tasty!
Neither of us said a word. He came over to stand close to me. Both of us had forgotten to even look at the picture the camera was extending to us. My hands reached out for him. He didn't move an inch. He just got harder and his face got drawn looking. When my hands touched him, his body jerked real hard, but he didn't stop me and he still didn't say anything. His hands closed around mine and he began moving his cock back and forth between my hot palms. I knew how to play with myself, real good, but this was something new! For the first time in my life I had a boy's stiff cock in my hands, and he was teaching me how to jack him off! He felt hot, and very very hard. My cunt was so wet it was dribbling juice down my crack and tickling clear down to my little brown hole between my tight ass cheeks.
A tiny drop of moisture appeared at the end of his cock. I touched it. It was slippery, and there was more and more coming out of the pink slit in his cockhead. He took his hands away and thrust his hips toward me, watching me jack his rod up and down and spreading his slippery stuff all over the rigid length of his cock. Both of us were so hot, and watching my hands so closely, we forgot about the camera until we heard the shutter click!
"Now there's a picture for the old family album!" I heard Allen say.
"Allen! You S.O.B.! Gimme that shot!" Dirk hollered, making a grab for his brother. Allen let him have it without a fight, grinning at us, and reaching for the buttons an his own shirt. "Is this a private session?" he laughed. "Or can I get in on it, too? Looks like fun!"
We'd been caught, and there was no point in getting all flustered about it. I was actually glad Allen had poked his nose into our picture taking. Well, that wasn't really what we had been doing but the wheels were going in my head and I felt my mouth getting dry with excitement. In a minute Allen was bare-assed naked, standing there grinning at me. Painting straight at my mouth was the duplicate of Dirk's good looking prick. Allen calmly reached out for my hands and put them around his cock. "O.K. Dirk, shoot away!"
Dirk focused and took the picture quick as the dickens, and then tossed the camera on the sofa. He stood close to his bin brother, his prick out like a ramrod. I pulled the boys together, making one huge cock out of their tools, and started jacking both of them the way Dirk had showed me.
Almost instantly I saw the muscles in their stomachs and legs tighten up. They got so long and so stiff I couldn't believe it! When I put one hand on top of the other and shoved down hard, against their bodies, I simply couldn't cover all the length of their tools with my hands. Their red, wet heads poked out, uncovered by my fingers clenched around them. Roth cocks were exactly the same size, and shaped much like my daddy's, but not quite as long or as thick as his.
I discovered that both my brothers really dug having their pricks played with, even though I was going only by instinct and what Dirk had showed me how to do. I guess you don't have to be an expert to please two very horny boys. I found myself sort of standing back and watching me play with them, which was something I'd never done before. I mean, kind of stepping out of me and watching me do something. It was weird! This morning, when I was playing with my pussy in front of my mirror, I'd never even once held a cock in my hands. Now I'd felt my daddy's and here I was jacking off not one, but two stiff rods. The fact that they were my brothers didn't affect me at all. Not just then. I was hot. Sex was sex. I squeezed their long shafts real hard and jacked them faster and faster and faster.
Dirk began to groan, down deep in his throat. He closed his eyes and tensed up every muscle in his body. "That thing is going to come, Sis. Better look out!" He took a step backwards, puffing his cock out of my hand, and he grabbed himself. Two fast strokes and his cock got twice as red. White stuff started shooting out of the end of it. I stared, absolutely fascinated! So that's what a boy did when he came! Nothing like that happened to me. I just shivered all over and felt my pussy sort of cramp, inside, and I felt like I'd been knocked down by a huge wave, at the beach, when I had a climax.
I got a stronger grip on Allen, so he couldn't break away from me when I made him come. I wanted to feel his cock throb and jerk in my hand, when the cum whipped up through it.
Dirk stood watching me and his brother, his thing all wilted and shriveling up small and helpless looking. Allen began making the same strange noises that Dirk had, and his feet sort of arched digging his toes into the carpet. He hunched over, driving his cock though my hand with long, wild strokes. Suddenly he shot out a huge fountain of cum arching up in the air and falling in little splashes. He hung in there and let me pound him even more, gasping and shuddering. I didn't want to let him go. When he slipped out of my hand I realized how hot and sweaty I'd gotten, and how my heart was pounding with excitement!
I curled up on the sofa and watched both of them fumbling back into their clothes. It was now obvious to me they had no secrets from each other, about sex. Not jacking off, anyway. I wondered how many neat meat-pounding parties between them I had missed. Oh, well, they hadn't seen their sister diddling around with her wet snatch, either, so I guessed we were even. What we had just done really got through to me. I got the shakes! I had turned Dirk on. My own brother! And Allen got naked and erect in a flash, as soon as he saw we didn't mind him joining our party. Maybe they both had been thinking about messing around with their sister, for a long time. Maybe that's why Dirk asked me to pose naked. Wow! What was happening in our family?
I sat there on the sofa, blinking and trying to get my head together after the pulse-pounding excitement of jacking off two super neat cocks. I was feeling almost as hot as I had gotten when my daddy's long cock pressed against my pussy. Dirk and Allen had something else on their minds, because they just stood there, all, dressed, looking at how my robe was nestling against my body. I smiled at them and sat up, hooking my heels on the edge of the sofa and holding my ankles. I let my legs part and my robe opened, sort of framing what I figured they wanted to see again. "Dirk," I asked, "why did you want to take my picture, naked? Did you tell Allen we'd be out here?"
Allen spoke up, shoving his hands deep in his pockets and holding his cock that I bet was beginning to raise up again. "I saw you head out here from my room, upstairs. Dirk and I have been talking about you, Debby, and well, frankly, we wanted to see a girl's pussy up close. For real. And pictures are nice to have. They help when we... jack off, together."
I grinned up at them. "I figured you guys had been messing around with your things. Thanks for showing me how to play with them. It was... damn exciting! But you two had all the fun. Nobody did anything for me." I was teasing them, like most sisters do, I guess. I opened my legs wider. "Aren't you going to fuck me?" I don't know what I'd have done if they'd said yes. I bet I would have peed all over the sofa in my excitement. They both said the same thing at the same time: "Oh, no! We have never..." Dirk continued, "It isn't right to screw your sister. That's called incest. It's bad!"
Allen's eyes were holding right on my cunt. I could tell for sure, now, that he had a huge hard on. "Deb, I'd be a liar if I said I don't want to do it with you. A stiff prick has no conscience. But I bet Mom and Dad would kill us if they found out we fooled around with you even as much as we have. I busted into your session because I got hotter than hell thinking about seeing your cunt. Deb, it is just super beautiful!"
I grinned back at him, and slid my hips forward so my pussy was right at the edge of the sofa cushion. I felt very bold, but safe, and beginning to feel differently toward both my brothers. I saw them as young, horny, handsome men, and I was being very female in front of them now. "Would you like to see how a girl does what you did, before?" My voice came out very low and sexy. They both nodded and knelt down on the carpet in front of me.
I took a deep breath and let my hand fall on my wet pussy. My tummy was suddenly full of butterflies. I had never performed for an audience. My fingers shook a little when I opened my cunt lips and let them see how pretty and pink I was inside. My clit rolled out of its little house and stood up, demanding the touch of my finger on it. I rolled my stiff nubbin around under just the tip of my middle finger, holding my hand up high and away from my cunt so they could get a clear view of how it quivered and tightened up from the nervous impulses it was feeling. Damn it! I came so fast my little exhibition was over almost before it started. Never had I gotten so hot so fast, nor come so hard! I was learning a heck of a lot about sexual excitement today. And what it did to you. My mouth was dry. My tits felt tight and my nipples were all crinkled up and itchy. When I had my climax, my knees came together with a loud smack and I doubled up on the sofa in a little ball, gasping and squeezing my hand down hard on my cunt. Dirk and Allen's eyes were round as dinner plates! "God!" Dirk breathed. "I thought a guy really got racked up when he came, but a girl goes... well, almost -- agony!"
The room finally stopped spinning. I curled up and folded my robe around me, almost primly. My voice was croaky, but I got out something I wanted them to know. "I can do that, I mean come that fly, over and over again. It gets better, not worse, each time!"
"Holy cow!" Dirk and Allen murmured, in unison, staring at each other with their round blue eyes.
"Well," Allen said, getting to his feet, "it's almost lunch time. The folks will be looking for us. I think we better drift on back to the main house."
We walked back across the broad expanse of green lawn, each of us busy with our own thoughts. We had no idea it was going to hit the fan before sundown -- I mean, that our mom would find out about what we three did in the guest house. None of us remembered to pick up the [missing text].
Chapter Two
After lunch, which was a surprisingly quiet meal, my brothers drifted off somewhere, followed shortly by my daddy. Mom had been looking at me in an odd way. "Debby, dear," she spoke up, "I have to take a shower and dress for my club meeting this afternoon, but I want to see you in my room after you clean up the table."
"Sure, Mom," I replied. "Is Teresa off today?" My mom shook her head and told me that our maid was working, but my father had asked her to help rearrange the furniture in his den.
When I opened her door and walked across the marvelously thick blue carpet, she was standing by the side of her bed, naked, toweling her hair dry. She smiled at me and lay down on her huge bed, patting the colorful quilted cover. I lay down beside her, my mind instantly thinking about being with my daddy in this bed. My pussy got wet right away, but I struggled to pay attention to her and to stop thinking such horny thoughts. She looked beautiful. Her white skin glowed from the sting of the shower. Her breasts were round and still high on her chest, each with a tiny pink center. Her tummy was almost as flat as mine, and it swooped down to a full bush of golden hair covering her pussy. She was me, only a few years older. Or I was her, really. Just a younger version.
She reached over to hold my hand, and turned on her side so she could look tight into toy eyes. "Deb," she said quietly, "I'll come right to the point. Have you been messing around with your brother? Doing things you really shouldn't do with them, I mean. Sex things," she finished lamely.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat. Damn! Then I remembered the Polaroid pictures we had taken. I don't know why, but I decided to be very frank and honest with her. I held her hand more tightly and took a deep breath. "Dirk and Allen and I took some pictures of us, sort of without any clothes on."
She smiled at me, oddly, I thought. "And... you played with their cocks." The word sounded shocking, coming from my mother. I swallowed hard and nodded yes. She sighed. "My little girl is growing up. Debby, I appreciate your not trying to squirm out of this. I'm not going to tell your father about the pictures. I burned them. But I think a girl as young as you is pushing things a little, don't you?"
"I'm not a little kid any more, Mom," I replied quickly. "Dirk said messing around in the same family is called incest. And that it's wrong. But I don't see why. We... well, we all love each other, don't we? I jacked them off, and I did myself in front of them, but we didn't -- fuck." It was hard for me to say that word, but Mom didn't frown at me.
She held me tightly and kissed me, real sweetly. "I'm glad, Debby. And that's almost all we're going to say about it. But, are you sure you didn't let one of them, at least, put his thing in your..."
I was so relieved at not being bawled out like mad that I impulsively pulled up my skirt and opened my legs and took her hand and put it right on my pussy. "Honest, Mom. I'm still a virgin. Honest! You can feel and you can tell. Go ahead."
She pressed her lips and was about to say something, but I guess it was awfully important to her to know that her daughter still had her cherry. Hesitantly, she let me guide her hand down into my pussy, and push one of her fingers up into my tight hole. She knew right away I'd told the truth. She sighed very deeply and smiled at me. She leaned over and kissed me full on my mouth. And then something very weird, but wonderful, happened to both of us! I felt her hand press gently against my cunt and her finger moved in me, ever so slightly. I looked down at her breasts and her nipples were standing out as stiffly as mine! To my astonishment I found myself laying back on her bed and opening my legs wider for her. I felt hot all over! My pussy began to tighten around her finger. My hips moved without my telling them to, just the way they had when my cunt felt my daddy's hard cock pressing against it.
My mom's face had gotten warm and blushy.
"Debby darling," she murmured, "what ever are we doing?" But she didn't take her hand away.
"Ooooooh, Mommy!" I gasped. "Don't stop! It feels heavenly. Oh, geez! My whole body's on fire!" She pressed closer to me. Her finger slipped out of me, to trace delicate circles over my stiff clitty and travel deliciously up and down my wet slit. I started shaking. I couldn't help what I did. I found my hand sliding down between her legs, cupping her pussy, feeling how full her lips were and how soft her thick bush of hair felt under my fingers. To my surprise, she didn't stop me! She shuddered all through her body and made a little moaning sound. I began losing all control of my emotions. And my hand! She made exactly the same sexy little sounds I had heard so often through the bedroom wall, when she and Daddy were fucking! My heart began to pound! I had known I was just like her, and of course I got my driving interest in sex from my mom, but I hadn't really thought about my mother as a sexy female.
She was my mom. Just like my father was my father, until today. Now I was thinking thoughts about both of them that the books said were all wrong, but I couldn't have cared less!
I found my fingers doing exactly what hers were doing, in my soaking wet pussy. Each of us knew each other's secret, tingly places. Each of us were moving our hips the same way, fucking back against the thrilling probing and touching that we were feeling between our legs. "Oh, Debby," my mom breathed. "We should not be doing this... but I can't seem to stop. I... I've never been so excited! Your hand feels wonderful down there. Not at all like a man's touch, but... it's just heavenly! I wonder if... no, no. We mustn't do that!"
I sat bolt upright in her bed. "What, Mommy. Do what? Please!" Her breathing was all shaky.
"Well, I've never had another woman kiss me. Down there, I mean. If you want to do it to me, I... I suppose it would be all right."
I was so thrilled at being called a woman that I would have done anything she wanted me to. I felt so grown up and so sexy it almost hurt! I moved over between her legs quick as a wink and put my shaking hands on the inside of her thighs. They opened slowly and hesitantly to me. But they opened! I knelt down and looked at her pussy real close. It was beautiful. So much like mine.
I was so tense I could hardly catch my breath.
Her pussy smelled sweet! My tongue slid slowly between her pooching cunt lips, and up the soft inside path to her erect clit. When I touched it, she jerked violently and began moaning louder and louder. Her hands reached down to clasp behind my head, holding my mouth tightly against her wonderful, quivering cunt. I pressed into her, spreading her legs wider and sliding my hands under her trembling bottom. My mouth sucked her pussy strongly, gathering all the folds of her cunt up into my hot mouth. I licked deep into her hole, thrilling at the taste of her soft flesh and how her cunt quivered and closed down tightly on my tongue. Her hands went to her tits, to hold herself tightly and pinch her nipples so hard I thought they would break right off! I could feel her climax starting to take over, all her emotions and her whole body. Her thighs closed around my head, making me a willing prisoner caught up and swept away by the wild waves of her orgasm. She came and came and came, crying and twisting on her bed, never letting me go for a second.
When I felt her go limp, I lay with my mouth on her cunt for a long time, listening to her breathing slowly becoming more normal. She pulled me up beside her, holding me very tightly, her eyes closed. She had the most beautiful expression on her face I had ever seen. At that moment I loved her so much I almost began to cry. We lay together until we both became conscious of the tall grandfather clock over against the wall ticking and ticking the afternoon away.
Mom roused herself, shaking her head. "Debby, Debby," she said softly. "I can't think of a thing to say. But I suppose I don't need to talk, do we? Not now, anyway. I wish I didn't have to go to that stupid luncheon. I won't hear a word those women say. But..." she sighed and struggled to her feet. She gave my bottom a soft pat and told me to scoot, and turned to the problem of deciding what to wear.
I wandered back down the hall toward my bedroom, my head in a whirl. I was so hot I thought my pussy must be absolutely smoking! This was a lot to adjust to. So much was happening to me today. How did I know how to suck her pussy the way I did? Why had I gotten much more excited, doing that to her, than I did when I jerked off both my brothers? I had thought that was almost the living end, seeing their hard cocks standing out so straight at me, and feeling Allen's jerking in my hand and shooting the way it did.
Images of their hard cocks appeared in my mind, then my daddy's beautiful, long tool. I felt a deep, burning desire to see my daddy fucking with Mom. To hear her moan the way she does when she's turned on. To see my father's stiff cock sliding into a cunt that looks so much like my own. I was turning myself on so strongly I was extra aware of everything sexy. My ears were picking up on small strange sounds coming from Dirk's bedroom!
I hesitated, not knowing what I would see if I pushed his door open, and yet I thought, oh, what the heck! He had barged in on me when I was naked. He wanted to see me bare, to see my cunt, and I bet he thought I was fingering myself in my chair when he came in my room. So... why not? I pushed against the door, very gently, and peeked in his room. My mouth fell right open, in shock!
His naked ass was pointing fight at me, and wrapped around his back were two slim brown legs! He was fucking someone like mad on his king-sized bed! The girl was whimpering and groaning steadily. I could see her long black hair tossing around, showing past the legs that were driving a stiff cock into a black haired pussy and the legs that were encouraging that cock to push inside even deeper.
It couldn't be Teresa, our maid. And yet it just had to be. I boldly strolled into his room and perched on the side of his bed. He looked up at me and sort of nodded, but he was so out of it that my being there didn't seem to concern him at all. Teresa gasped when she saw me, and actually stopped fucking back at his reddish cock buried between her cunt lips. I smiled at her and reached out to cup tine of her full, firm breasts in my hand. "Don't stop screwing on my account," I whispered. "Keep going. Fuck him. Hard!"
She closed her eyes as if to block me out and to put off facing the fact that she'd been caught screwing a young boy. She reached down and got a grip on his plunging ass that made me wince in sympathy for the pain her sharp nails must be giving Dirk. She picked up her pace again, taking every inch of his cock into her cunt, and fucking him harder and harder.
I released her tit and circled Dirk's bed like a sharp-eyed hawk. It was the first time I'd ever seen anyone screwing. I didn't want to miss a single minute of the furious action. I pushed Dirk up off her, so he had to support himself on his legs folded under him, and I got a better view of his long cock ramming into the dark nest that was positively drippy with her love juices. I watched his cock pounding into her hole like it was never going to stop. Her lips were parted at the top of her slit and her clit was right out in the open, very red and erect.
I couldn't keep out of the act. My fingers wrapped around Dirk's slippery cock, feeling how rock-hard he was, and then up to rub on Teresa's clitty. I made her moan like she was positively dying. But she sure was far from being anything but alive and more wildly passionate, far an older girl, I thought, than I'd believed possible. She's twenty-five. And very horny, as I had just found out. If it was true that this was Dirk's first attempt at fucking a hot cunt, he was showing no sign of being an amateur. But then, hadn't I known just what to do with my mom, when her pussy filled my mouth?
I had a sudden and a very daring impulse. In another minute I'd stripped off all my clothes and tumbled into the bed with Dirk and Teresa. I lay close beside her and put my arm under her neck, pulling her tits close to mine. Dirk's hands immediately reached out for our tits, teasing our nipples but never missing a stroke with his stiff tool. Teresa flashed me a brilliant happy smile. I guess she was relieved that I wasn't going to squeal on her. When I took her hand and guided it down to my wet pussy she sort of gasped and bit her lower lip, but she not only didn't resist but she went to work on my cunt like I guessed a girl would.
Her fingers were very skillful, probing into my tight snatch and then tickling up over my clit with little feather light touches that started my hips going almost as fast as hers. Now I knew something else about Teresa. It had to be that liked girls as much as being fucked by a hard prick. I could almost feel her mouth closing on my pussy and sending me up to heaven just like my mom had climaxed when I did her. I made plans to get her alone in my bedroom. She was bound to be able to teach me a hell of a lot about sex. There was so much I wanted to know. I didn't really want to come, and I somehow didn't want her to keep on fingering my pussy. My impulses, now, were to watch Dirk's making her happy, screwing so steadily into her clenching pussy.
I gave her a quick kiss and gently took her hand away from my hot cunt. She promptly turned to concentrating on how my brother's cock felt, way up inside her. She started to come right away, and she swept Dirk right along with her. She spread her legs wide, tilting her hips up so she could see his cock throbbing and pouring a load of cum into her pussy. She shook convulsively with every throb of Dirk's cock pulsing shot after shot, and then she did a wild thing. She pulled him out of her and fell on his wilting cock, taking every inch of it into her mouth and sucking on him while his body shook like mad and he gripped her head in his clenching hands.
All three of us stretched out on the bed, catching our breath and trying to calm down a little. I looked at Teresa's nude brown body, laying there next to two white forms. Her breasts were lovely. Full and firm, with dark brown nipples surrounded by big circles of darker flesh. Her pussy hair gleamed, rich and blue-black. I had never really looked at her before. She'd been our maid, and that's all. But I knew now she had become much more to Dirk. And I knew she and me were going to be very, very close friends. I wondered how her pussy tasted and I was getting impatient to have a mouth suck my cunt. Any mouth! Geez! What a day this was turning out to be!
Chapter Three
My pussy was demanding attention again. I looked down at Dirk's cock to see Teresa's hands around it, stroking him back into rigid life. He had his middle finger deep inside her pussy, working it back and forth. In a minute they'd be going again, I didn't think I could stand to watch his long cock fucking her and not just push her aside and jump on his stiff rod. That didn't seem too good an idea. To fuck my brother with our maid watching us. It was best she didn't know our family was starting to mess around with each other, sexually. I slid off the bed and pulled my skirt up over my sticky hips and reached for my blouse. "I'm going to hit the shower," I told them. I don't think either of them heard me at all.
I showered quickly and dried oft my body feeling so alive it was scary. My nipples would not go down. When I pulled a thin cotton dress over my head and tugged it over my breasts, just the slight friction of the cloth made my nipples so brittle they actually hurt. All through the shower I'd been remembering how Dirk reacted when Teresa sucked on his prick. I wanted to taste a hard cock in my mouth like that, and feel a boy shake and hear him groan. I knew what I was going to do. Allen had a neat tool exactly like Dirk's. And he had said he didn't think incest was so awful.
I couldn't find him anywhere in the house. Finally, I opened the side door of the garage and looked in. There was Allen sitting in the driver's seat of my daddy's big Cadillac. He wasn't really sitting. He was scrunched down with his head resting back on the seat, with his eyes closed. I went around to his side of the car and looked in the window. There was an odd buzzing noise I couldn't figure out until I glanced down at his lap. He was holding a weird looking cylinder-like thing in his hands and his stiff cock was shoved inside kind of a round, long rubber thing attached to the top. A little metal plate on the side said "Auto-Suck". "Allen!" I blurted out. "What the heck are you doing to your cock?"
His eyes opened. They looked all dreamy and soft and he got kind of a silly look on his face. I ran around the car and jumped in beside him, and pulled the thing off his prick. "If you want to be sucked off, why can't I do it to you?" I demanded.
I don't know why I was so upset. It just seemed to me that a boy should have a girl do that for him, for real. I didn't even wait for him to answer. I stretched out on my tummy on the big seat and grabbed his stiff cock in both my hands. He didn't try to stop me. His arm went around my shoulder and he sighed, real contented, when my mouth closed over the head of his pulsing cock and slid down his shaft to take almost all of him in. He was hard as a rock!
My head bobbed up and down just like Teresa's had when she sucked Dirk. I licked him up one side and down the other and then concentrated on the swollen red head of his tool. I felt his hand pull my dress up my legs and bare my bottom to his gently stroking hand. His fingers pressed between my legs and rubbed against my wet pussy, then they parted my lips and my clit seemed to leap out to be loved. He had the most super touch! My legs opened and my bottom thrust up against his hand. I sucked his super tasting cock harder and harder, trying to concentrate on making him come, but his fingers were driving, me crazy! When I felt him get even stiffer and hotter in my mouth I knew he was going to come like gangbusters and I couldn't hold back my own climax any longer. We both went off at the same split second! My orgasm was so strong I came right up on my knees and kind of fell into his lap, real hard, forcing his cock deep into my mouth. He groaned just like Dirk and shot his cum with such force I choked and gasped like I was drowning in our pool, but I didn't let him go and I didn't stop sucking on him until he grabbed my head and eased me away.
"God, Sis," he gasped, "where did you learn to suck a cock that way? I'm going to throw my damn machine in the trash. You are a million times better!" I grinned happily at him and kissed him real hard.
"Nobody taught me. A horny girl just knows how to do it, that's all." I was thinking about how my daddy would react when I did that to him. His cock was so big I doubted I could take all of him in my mouth, but I was sure going to try. I bet my mom loved to suck my dad. She just had to, if he tasted half as good as Allen.
"Mom knows we messed round in the guest house. She found the pictures." Allan groaned. "Wait a minute," I told him. "It's O.K. She's not mad. She really didn't say much. She was just happy that I'm still cherry and that you and Dirk didn't fuck me."
"Thank God for that!" he grinned. His warm hand slid up my leg and I opened wide for him to play with me again. "I was awfully tempted to do it with you. Out there on the sofa. But I figure you would want to screw with some boyfriend your first time. Do you have a lover? How come he hasn't put his cock in you? How come you're still cherry?"
I grinned at him. "I'm going to have a lover. I've got him picked out." I stopped. Somehow I wanted my wild desire to fuck with my daddy to be my own personal secret. For a while, anyway. "You can do me if you want to. I'm so hot to try it I can't see straight." He shook his head.
"Sis, a girl's first time is something special. Do it with the lucky guy you really want. I can wait. We'll get together, that way. I'm sure of it. You are so beautiful and so sexy! Any boy would love to love you." His cock was coming back up again and his finger was searching in my pussy for my eager clit. "We better get the heck out of this car. Dad might not be so understanding as Mom, about this sex stuff between a brother and his sister. Let's go find a Coke."
We wandered back into the house and had our drinks in the big family room. I felt satisfied, inside, but not satisfied, all at the same time. I was learning so much so fast. But I still wanted to be fucked. And by my father. And I wanted to see him and Mom doing it.
We sat close together on the old sofa opposite the door, with my free hand resting on his crotch. I felt his cock starting to come up again. It was neat to have this power to make boys get excited, touching them. I kept my eye on the door, watching for my dad. "Allen, I was in Dirk's bedroom a little while ago. He had Teresa with him and he fucked her silly!" Allen didn't seem surprised.
"He's been after her for a whole month. I guess she finally got so hot from him teasing around with her, she gave in. How did he do? That was his first piece of ass." He was starting to squirm around, under my hand.
I told him that was no way to talk about Teresa. "She's not just a piece of ass. She's a very hot, loving female and she screws like a mink. He did O.K. I guess. What do I really know about fucking?" I grinned at him.
He couldn't keep from unzipping his fly, right there in the family room. It was risky, but we couldn't resist. I took his cock out and played with it, easy like. "Has this ever been inside a pussy?"
He hesitated, and then he nodded. "One time," he said quietly. "It was absolutely fantastic! There's nothing in the world like fucking a pussy that really loves a hard cock in it." I reluctantly let him put his cock back in his pants.
That night I simply could not get to sleep. I tore hell out of my bed, thrashing around playing with my cunt like a sex-starved old maid. It was terrible! No matter how many times I came, my old games didn't do it for me. I got up and wandered over to my window. The moon was so bright you could read a book by its light. My eyes roamed over our huge patio next to the pool. Suddenly my tummy did a double flip! I could see two silvery forms stretched out on the big double lounge on the grass. It was my mom and dad and they weren't just laying there, talking. Her legs were locked over his strong back and I could see his round ass rising and falling with a smoothly driving force. They were fucking like crazy! I didn't care what they might say. I had to go down there and see them making love.
I could hear my mom panting even before I got within twenty feet of their lounge. "Oh, darling. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." She was moaning and repeating the same words over and over again, her head rolling around mindlessly on the lounge pillow. Her nails were raking his back unmercifully. I was staring at them so hard I knocked over a damn metal ashtray! It made a horrible racket. They stopped screwing. My daddy jumped up off the lounge, reaching down for Dirk's softball bat that he must have tossed on the grass. I spoke up right away. "It's just me, Daddy. I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep and I decided to wander around in the moonlight."
He tossed the bat away and grinned at me, his eyes roaming over my nude body, all soft and silver-like in the light of the moon. "Debby, Debby. All I need is three more kids like you! Well, come on over here and sit down with your mom and me."
I didn't need a second invitation. And I didn't sit. I lay right down next to my mother and snugged up to her hot body. I put my hand, very gently, on my daddy's leg when he sat down beside us, and I smiled brightly at him, awfully glad he wasn't mad at me for interrupting their loving session.
I could not tear my eyes away from my daddy's beautiful cock. It was still half up, gleaming wet with my mom's love juice. I knew they were so hot they were bound to do something about it pretty quick. I was right. My mom let her leg drift open and she raised her pussy up a little and sighed. I could see my daddy looking between her legs. I got so hot, waiting, I had to do something. I let my leg open, too. His eyes flicked over to my cunt, and held there for a long time. I saw his cock start to lift and wobble in the moonlight, looking to me very much like Dirk's softball bat, but I guess I was adding a bit with my mind. He groaned and leaned over with his mouth just inches from my mom's open pussy. "Damn it, Debby, close your eyes or something. I'm only human, you know."
My mom protested, but very feebly. "Oh, darling, do you think you should? Do you want Deb to see something like this? She's still so you..."
Daddy shrugged. "She might as well learn about such things right here at home. At least she'll be taught about sex the right way. Better here than in some parked car with a dumb hot kid." I held my breath and didn't say a word. His mouth came even closer to my mom's cunt and then he was sucking her pussy and she was moving against his mouth and her hand was stealing over to brush my pussy hair and to slide right down between my open legs and cup my hot cunt with a firm, loving pressure. Her finger found my clit. My daddy heard the sharp intake of my breath and looked over at me. He didn't say anything, but his cock started throbbing up and down so hard I knew he wasn't about to stop any of the action.
I almost prayed that he would reach over and play with me, too, but I didn't have the courage to take his hand and put it on my cunt. I was working up a terribly impatient sweat. I couldn't reach my daddy's cock, the way I was. And I didn't really want my mom to take her hand away because it was feeling better and better every minute. I half turned on my side and nuzzled my face against her warm breast. She guided one stiff nipple into my mouth and kept kneading her tit and teasing her nipple in and out between my teeth. She is one terribly erotic woman! Very very sensuous and loving.
My body was shaking so hard my trembling got through to my father. To my joy I felt his hot face brush against my thigh and then I about leaped right out of my skin! He was sucking my virgin pussy with the same wonderful long sweeps of his tongue and the same soft sucking noises he made when he was doing Mom. I went right out of my mind! I grabbed for my mom's tits, flipping myself up on her warm body and spreading my legs so my daddy could lick my cunt and then lower his head to my mom's and do her, too. His mouth traveled back and forth from one wet cunt to the other, making both Mom and me so hot we could hardly stand it.
All of a sudden I felt him move away and in a split second Mom let out a shuddering moan. I knew from how her hips were working that Daddy was fucking her like mad, even though I was facing the wrong way to see him. His thumb rubbed up and down my wet slit, sending wild fevers and chills racing through me. No woman could stand such excitement and hold off a climax. We both came after only half a dozen strokes of my father's cock in her and a pitifully few delightful touches of his thumb against my soaking wet cunt.
He pulled out and lay between Mom and me on the lounge. So quickly he couldn't have stopped me if he wanted to, I had his cock in my hand. It felt so huge and so hard I couldn't believe it! He made Dirk and Allen seem like the young boys they really were. I squeezed him and slid my hand up and down his long shaft, trying to remember exactly what my brother's had reacted to the best.
I didn't get to play with him very long. Alone, I mean. Mom had her mouth over the head of his cock, sucking him strongly while her daughter played with the rest of his wonderful tool. My dad was as hot as us, but strangely cool and collected at the same time. I guess he was enjoying all the attention so much he wasn't about to let himself get so stormed up he would come and have to stop for a while.
I wanted to feel his mouth on my pussy again. My excitement gave me a boldness that made me risk getting him a bit upset at the actions of his horny daughter. I threw caution to the winds and climbed up on him, still hanging on to his cock. In a second I felt his hands spreading my thighs, and the heavenly touch of his tongue on my cunt. My mom lay back to watch us, letting me have all this beautiful cock to myself. We sucked each other like mad, although I couldn't take all of him the way I did Allen. Allen! I wondered where he was tonight. He should get in on our fun, I thought. My daddy's cock was throbbing and throbbing and jumping around so I could hardly keep him in my mouth. He was so turned on by a new mouth on him he got almost rough between my legs. But I didn't mind a bit. I held him up straight, shiny wet in the moonlight, and stared at his thing. This was the love tool that was going to take his daughter's cherry -- that is, if his tongue didn't open me all the way up first. He was probing so deeply into me I began to get frantic with passion.
My mom lay on her side, watching her daughter suck her husband. Her knee was cocked up in the air and her fingers were busy in her own cunt, playing with herself just like I used to do, in the privacy of my bedroom. My father couldn't take much more of my mouth working on him. I could tell he was near to coming by the way his hips moved uncontrollably. He turned his body so I slipped off him. He sat up, shaking his head as if to try to get himself together and adjust to what the warm night had brought us. He looked over at the pool, sparkling cool in the soft light. "I'm for a swim, you two sexy creatures. Last one in's a rotten egg."
We ran across the lawn and dunked into the pool with huge splashes, whooping like three teenagers in the old swimmin hole. Mom caught one of the floats and pulled herself up on it. I knew she was still roaring hot by the way she kept her hand busy between her legs. Daddy didn't miss her actions, but he seemed determined to cool it for a while. He leaned against the side of the pool, catching his breath. Mom seemed to be sort of off in another sexy world, now, quietly floating around and moving her finger on her clit just now and then. I swam up to my father and put my arms around his neck.
We held each other tight, my nipples up stiff against his chest. Over his shoulder I could see the lights of the city spread out in the valley below our mountainside retreat. I felt all yummy. But still hot to trot. I let my legs float open, holding on to his strong neck with both hands. I felt his cock float up to touch against my hot cunt. I leaned back a little and stared right into his eyes. My lips parted.
I reached out with my tongue and licked his lips, lightly and quickly, then I kissed him. I felt his cock stiffen and press insistently against my pussy. My legs came up to circle his body. I was ready. Slickly wet and terribly hot! I was wide open to receive the beautiful cock of my daddy. He moved his hips toward me. I felt the swollen head of his prick touch against the outside of my tight hole. I moaned and bit his lip, nipping him lightly. I felt his hands slide around my ass cheeks and grip me tightly. Little by little his cock worked its way into my hole, spreading the walls of my cunt with the intense pressure of his penetration. I gasped, but the pain was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. My legs tightened around him, working my cunt against the steel rod that was taking my cherry. "Oh, Daddy," I groaned. "You're filling me up so much I'm going to burst! No, no. Don't stop pushing. You must be all the way in me. God! No wonder Mom goes mad when you fuck her. There... you have td be at the bottom of my pussy by now. Can we rest a minute with you in me? MMmmmmmmmmmm..."
I let my legs drift down off his body and floated almost weightless in the heavenly warm water, held up by his strong cock buried deep inside my hole. He didn't move. Except his hands. They brushed over my body with the most delicious sensations, making me shiver like I was cold. At last I had my daddy's cock in my cunt! It felt more wonderful than I ever dreamed it would. I was in heaven, there in the pool, squeezing my cunt tight around the best cock in the whole wide world.
I guess all the fantastic emotions of the long day got to me. I started to shiver all over. I knew my daddy could not keep from coming forever. I could feel him getting even harder and warmer made me. He sensed both of us were in trouble. He didn't want to come and I didn't want him to. Not yet. He eased himself out of me, and he wouldn't let me get my hands around his cock just then. "Why don't we all go in the family room for a while? There's some good red wine I've been saving for a special occasion. I guess tonight is special enough." He rumpled my hair playfully and swam away to wake Mom and tow her to the side of the pool. We walked through the moonlight with our arms around each other, my mom's breasts jiggling delightfully in the silver glow. Daddy was right. This was a "special" evening. And now I wasn't a virgin any more. I was so happy, little salty tears ran down my cheeks and splashed on my hot tits. I would never forget this night as long as I lived!
Chapter Four
We were all so happy. Mom and I got to giggling like schoolgirls and my father's boisterous laugh filled the whole family room, when we were sitting around in our pool robes, drinking wine. It was just our happy, relaxed mood. Plus the fact that none of us could handle the wine very well. The room didn't sway or spin, for me, but I was more than a little fuzzy in the head and my hot feeling was still very much with me.
I was sure I would never get enough fucking with my daddy, to satisfy me. I knew now how my mom felt about sex, and why she kept him so busy in their bedroom when he was home, off the road. She would screw with him until he was so punchy at the breakfast table, that he hardly knew which end was up. I bet I was going to be the same way, but I wondered where all the cock I needed was going to come from. Daddy had just so much time and strength, after all. I did have two brothers, however, and the world beyond our mountainside home was packed full of horny kids my age. I began thinking about fucking with Dirk and Allen. And Teresa was around, too. Her room at the far end of the house was small but very comfortable -- and she had a neat queen-size bed.
When my mom's robe fell open when she reached under the bar for another bottle of wine, I could see her golden patch fuzzing out so pretty. Our maid's dense thatch of blue-black hair came kind of swimming before my eyes, and I got hotter than ever. Did I go for girls, too? Well, why not? The wine was making me awfully warm. I tossed my robe on the sofa and stretched out, sighing happily.
I must have drifted off to sleep for a few minutes. My pussy woke me up, responding to someone's hot tongue flicking over my clit. I opened my legs first, and then my eyes. There was Allen kneeling beside the sofa, sucking on my cunt so hungrily I thought he'd pull my lips off. "Allen, what are you doing?" I asked, still half asleep. "Where's Daddy? And Mom?" I looked around the big room, but my father was gone. Mom was sitting on a barstool, pretty tight, I thought. Her robe was open and her hand was down between her legs. She was smiling, watching one of her twin sons sucking like crazy on her daughter's cunt!
Now I was really wide awake! The fact that Allen had started to suck me with his mouth, right in front of my mom, made me start thinking furiously. It was obvious there must have been sex, or some understanding between them, before tonight. I remembered Allen saying he got screwed one time, and it was terrific. Was my mom the woman he had had?
I knew I wasn't thinking very clearly. The short nap I'd had rested me, but it did not do much to clear away the effect of the wine. My poor head was full of questions. My mom had protested just a little at my having sex with her and Dad, but she seemed to have come to terms with the situation awfully fast. I knew she had a sex drive that was impossible to satisfy. Boy! Did I ever know it! I had seen the way she tackled my father, screwing him with a driving hunger for the sensations his cock brought her, like I knew I too would develop very quickly. And I had not heard that word incest very much in the past few hours.
It was disturbing to me, in a way, to learn that Allen had been diddling around with Mom in some way or other, because otherwise why would she almost "bless" what he was doing to me right now? Oh hell! Nuts to the questions and problems. I was so hot for sex, that was all that mattered, and anyway, Allen was turning out to be real good with his mouth on my cunt. I spread my pussy lips wide open so I could see my clit standing up perky and stiff.
Allen took his cue and concentrated his tongue work right on my clitty. It seemed I couldn't open my legs wide enough. My tummy was trembling. It was hard to breathe, I was so damn hot. Thrilling jolts, like electricity, ran through me each time he stopped for a second or two and then his tongue made contact again. He seemed to know exactly what to do, down there, to drive a girl into fierce, tummy-cramping climaxes. I got off three in a row, sort of little ones, but I knew the wine was getting in the way of the messages my pussy was trying to send up to my fuzzy brain.
Mom shed her robe on her way across the room to us, weaving just a little, but with her eyes on her target -- Allen's hard cock sticking up in the air. She lay down on the floor beside him and her mouth zeroed in on his cockhead like a homing pigeon. That told me a lot about my mom and my brother! I guessed he had had some education on cunt sucking from someone who really dug feeling a man working with his mouth between her legs -- my own mom! She licked him and sucked on his cock more gently than I had, and with a few tricks I didn't mind learning, laying there relaxed while Allen roamed around deliciously between my open thighs. He couldn't take much in the way of a blow job, I discovered. While I watched, round-eyed, my mother lay down on the soft rug and lifted her knees up almost to her chest, exposing her beautiful box to her son's easy entry. His mouth left me very promptly. His cock trembled at the entrance to her snatch, for just a brief moment, and then it slid into her, completely disappearing from sight inside her golden nest. He fucked her much like my daddy, but without the real expertness that I guessed a man had to learn as his cock enjoyed more pussies as he went through life. They were so wrapped up in each other I suddenly felt very much alone, even though I could have reached right down to them and felt Allen's stiff cock with no strain at all. I needed a cold shower in the worst way. I bent to give my brother a quick kiss and shuffled off to the bathroom.
The hot shower was just what I needed! I toweled my skin until I felt radiantly alive. All the wine cloud that had been fogging my mind was blown away. I felt ready for love, and that sent me in search of my daddy.
I couldn't find him in his bedroom and he was not in his study. Teresa! I bet myself a big cookie he was with her! When I stood outside her bedroom door I knew he was in there, with her. The odd little sounds he made when he got turned on were coming from Teresa's bed. I walked boldly into her room, stark naked and ready to get into whatever action was going on. There they both were in the center of her bed! She was crouched over his strong body, his erect cock in one of her hands and with the other she was doing his cock with a long, thick white vibrator. My father's face was buried between her legs, working on her cunt so eagerly he was totally surprised to look up and find his daughter watching him eating our maid like a man starved for pussy. He looked... well, sort of sheepish. Like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But then he shrugged with his shoulders and went right on with his tongue work, parting her cunt lips with two fingers and licking her stiff clit so neatly I could see her pussy hole open and shut with quick spasms.
Teresa acted bold as brass. Why not? She had the master of the house sucking on her cunt. I knew before long I'd see her nails raking my father's ass just like she had done when my brother had his cock deep inside her. Sure enough, in another minute she dropped the vibrator, grinned at me and lay down on her curvy back on her bed and waited for my dad to mount her. She did not wait long! It was Dirk and Teresa all over again, but this time the cock she was fucking, glassy-eyed with her hot passions, was more expert than the smaller version I'd watched plowing into her black snatch.
I was totally amazed at the animal heat she radiated, and how she stroked his cock with such steady, long sweeps of her hips. She rocked her hips down until only the very tip of his cock was in her, then took him in steadily until he was balls-deep in her wet hole. She screwed much differently than my mom, but then so did I. I guessed all women reacted in their own personal ways, to a stiff cock.
I began to feel like an orphan kid. Sexually, I mean. Everybody in the house was getting theirs, but me. Sharing Daddy with Mom was one thing, in my mind, but if he wanted to fuck the maid, let him do it solo, I figured. Judging by the grip she had on his tool, he would be pretty pooped when she let him go. I wandered out of her room, feeling pouty as a spoiled brat.
Where the hell was Dirk all evening? I looked in his room, but it was as empty as my pussy. I decided -- fuck it! A swim in the pool would keep me busy for a while. It was a very warm night, and the moon still hung like a huge silver ball in the sky. I paddled around the shallow end, luxuriating in the feel of the water tickling my cunt when I opened and closed my legs. I pulled myself up on one of the floats and just drifted, watching the moon duck under a cloud and then slide out to shine down on me.
I heard Dirk's van crunching on the gravel driveway. In a minute I saw his form appear from the shadows of the garage and come toward the pool. "Dirk!" I called to him. "Come on in and swim with me. The water's super nice." He waved and started shedding his clothes on the lawn as, he made for the pool. His cock bounced as he walked, gleaming white in the moonlight and looking so much like my father's that my pussy started it's old itchy clamor for attention.
I slid off the raft and paddled to the side of the pool. He dove in and came up close to me. "Hi, Sis. Where is everybody?" I was tempted to tell him his father was in the maid's room, screwing the hell out of her hot cunt. And that Allen and Mom were getting it on in the family room. But I held my tongue and just replied casually, "Guess they are all asleep. Were you out on the town?"
He grinned and came closer to me, his hands resting on my hips. The tip of his cock touched my pussy fur, teasingly. "I was just out driving around sort of aimlessly. Thinking about you, to be truthful."
My hands closed around his stiffening cock and I grinned impishly at him. "And were you thinking about maybe doing your loving sister?" His thing was up like a flagpole now. "Could be," he said, turning serious. I held on to his neck and opened my legs for him, just the way I had for the older version of his cock. He guided himself to the tight entrance to my cunt and stopped right there. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked. For an answer I pulled him tight to me. He drew in his breath sharply as he felt himself sliding into my slick pussy that promptly clamped down on his rigid length the second he was all the way in. "My God, Deb! You are so tight I can't believe it!"
I breathed in his ear, "Don't talk. Please fuck me and slow... yes, like that... ooooh... your cock feels so nice in there... oh, Dirk, let's get the hell out of this pool and over on the lounge... please!"
He held me tight to him, never taking his cock out of my quivering hole. He half floated, half walked me to the pool steps and up and over to the lounge, laying me flat on the soft cushion without ever slipping out of me. He fucked me gently, lovingly, very slowly, and with such tender consideration for exactly the pace and the stroke that I wanted that I almost cried for joy. I let my arms and legs fall limp, relaxing completely, feeling his super neat cock working in and out, in and out, steadily and deeply. His lovemaking was that of a much older and experienced man, I thought. He made me feel very much loved, inside me. I had no desire at all to strain for a climax. I hoped he wouldn't come for hours and hours.
I don't know how long we screwed on that lounge. Every now and then he would pull his cock out and push himself down so he could eat my pussy for a while, holding my cunt lips open and traveling around in my soft pussy flesh like a man with all the time in the world to make a long, long trip. Then he would slide back into my cunt again, raising my legs up high so we both could see his tool glide in and out of my hole with such heavenly friction that I began to realize that how it felt to be fucked depended on the man behind the cock -- and how you reacted to his particular style of lovemaking.
The lawn was beginning to grow lighter with the coming of Sunday's sun, and we were still rolling sensuously around on the comfy lounge, screwing our hearts out like we were lovers just reunited after long long months of being in two separate worlds. When we finally sort of coasted to a stop, it wasn't because we had had enough of each other. It was because two young kids had gotten so damn hungry we just had to truck off to the kitchen and raid the fridge.
To my surprise, Mom, Allen and my father were all around the big table in the kitchen, feeding their faces hungrily. They were all naked as the day they were born. Dirk and me were greeted as though we'd been away on a trip for a long time. Actually, although we didn't blab it around the table, we really had been!
A small mountain of goodies disappeared before we all leaned back in our chairs, groaning and patting our full stomachs. Allen was sitting on one side of me and Dirk on the other. I casually dropped my hands into their laps, checking my mom and dad's faces to see their reaction to my movement. Mom just smiled. My father looked at me, frowning a little, but then he smiled and stood up, reaching for my mother's hand. "It's bedtime, kids. At least for the old folks in the family. See you later." They drifted out of kitchen, their arms around each other like two newlyweds. I was left alone with my twin brothers, twin cocks rising stiffly in my teasing hands.
I circled the heads of their cocks with the tips of my fingernails, feeling them jump and grow even harder. "It has been a long day, hasn't it?" I asked.
"Yes," they chorused.
There were no preliminaries needed, when we tumbled into my soft bed. I was so slick, inside, that Dirk's cock went into my tight hole in one long stroke. "And what is Allen going to do with his dick?" I asked Dirk. He thought for a second, looking at Allen's lonely tool out in the cold.
"If you can handle us both at the same time, why not lay on top of me, put me in you, and then let Allen slide right into you, riding on my cock?" I bet myself it would hurt to stretch that much, but I was more than game to try something new to me.
I crouched on my knees over Dirk and worked his cock into my hole very quickly. When he was settled in me, Allen came up in back of him, on his knees, and pressed his tool against my stuffed pussy and against his brother's prick. He pushed gently but firmly. No go! I could not open enough to take them both. I was starting to tighten up, too much, for my mounting excitement at taking both my brothers at the same moment. "Wait, Allen. Let me try to relax a second. Now... get your cock wet on Dirk's thing when he slides in and out of me... yes... that way. When he pulls out, you go in, sort of alternate... oh! Christ...! This is fantastic, my pussy is screaming. You've got it now. Jesus, you guys! Oooooh... I've always got a cock in me, now... even though I'm being stroked in and out... oh, I can't take much of this." Neither could my brothers! I was so new that, even relaxed, I was tight as a drum around their cocks. The sensations of rubbing a hard cock and a soft-fleshed cunt at the same time must have been terrific for Dirk and Allen. It was an experiment that ended too soon for all of us, but our coming was simply not to be put off. The moment I got mine, they both pulled out. They didn't have to touch their cocks with their hands at all. Twin fountains of spurting cum rocketed up into the air as their bright red dicks unloaded their hot loads. That did it! For all three of us. Nothing seemed so important now as just sacking out and drifting off to meet the sand man.
Chapter Five
I slept very late. It was such a struggle to get back from my dream world that I lay only half awake for the longest time. The wild dreams I'd had still ran around in my mind. It seemed I was at a terrific sex orgy, on our very own back lawn. There were naked boys and girls everywhere, fucking with complete abandon! All the boys had simply huge cocks and they lined the girls up in a long row, going along and screwing each one very briefly before plunging their rods into a new pussy. No one ever got tired or had to go potty or anything. They just fucked and fucked and fucked. It seemed I was watching them and they knew I was there, but I never saw myself actually in the crowd of bare tits and hot asses and cunts. I guessed I was still too new to this sex bit to have intercourse with no reservations at all. Except with my own family!
I realized my nipples were stiffly erect, and that I had awakened with my hand on my cunt, one finger inside me. I felt around in there. It was strange! No longer did my pussy resist the entrance of my finger. Instead, it waited until my finger was all the way in and then it clamped down with tiny, exquisite fluttering motions that I knew would drive a boy wild when he felt his cock experiencing what my finger was feeling.
"I'm glad you are awake. I brought your breakfast up to you." My eyes popped open at the sound of Teresa's voice. She was standing by my bed with a lovely fray of food, smiling at me.
She helped me sit up, fluffing my pillows for me. When she tucked the covers up around my breasts, her warm fingers touched me ever so lightly, making little tingling bumps jump up on my tits. But she was being very much a maid. The Teresa I had seen, madly fucking Dirk and working on my daddy's cock with that immense vibrator, seemed to have vanished completely. She perched on the very edge of my bed and we chatted about everything and nothing, avoiding talking about what had happened yesterday.
When my covers slipped down to my waist. I noticed she couldn't tear her eyes away from my naked tits. Her dark eyes were very bright. She was having trouble sifting still on my bed. I finished my cereal and toast and coffee and pushed the serving tray aside. "That was delicious, Teresa. Thank you." She flashed me a brilliant smile, and reached out to hold my hand. She hesitated for a minute and then she began talking very fast and earnestly.
"I want you to like me, Debby. I am not a bad girl. Dirk... well, Dirk has been teasing me, when I try to clean up his room. He gets me so hot I cannot help myself when I feel his hands on me. We never did anything before yesterday, not really. But he got me so excited! He is so handsome and so strong and his cock. And then your father looked down my dress when I was helping him in his study and he saw my nipples stand up under his eyes and his beautiful cock swelled up and I could not stop him or me when he started to undress me. We fucked and he ate me so good... and I wanted a man, a real man, so badly."
I held her hand tightly, trying to think of how to comfort her. She was not the brazen hussy that I thought she was. I saw a lonely, horny, love-starved stranger in our country, a mature woman with all the needs and hungers that I was beginning to learn about and understand because they were happening to me. She was truly a beautiful woman, even with her soft dark eyes filled with tears and her smooth cheeks wet and a little pale with emotion. Her full tits rose and fell under her tight-fitting uniform. She sat staring at a half exposed naked teenage kid, who was wondering what to do or say to her, to comfort her. I reached out to touch the heavy black hair that framed her face and tumbled down over her shoulders.
"Teresa," I murmured, "I know you are not a bad girl. If anyone is, I am. Yesterday was crazy wild. Everyone did things we have never done before." I hugged her to me, stroking her hair and feeling the firmness of her tits pressing against mine. I don't know why I did it, because I intended nothing sexy, but I kissed her on her mouth and cupped her breast softly in my hand.
To my surprise she returned my kiss fiercely, her nipple growing rigid under my hand. She began to tremble and squirm, sitting on the edge of my bed. Somehow my covers had drifted down my body and I was naked to her eyes, completely nude with a hot, emotional woman who had confessed her need for love. Almost at the same moment my hand touched her leg, her hand slipped between my bare thighs. I lay back, letting her move my legs so my pussy was open to her fingers. I watched her hand caress the soft skin closest to my pussy. I could not wait to feel her finger on my clit. I took her hand and pressed it tight between my legs, sliding my own fingers up her thigh in search of her dark, furry bunt. When I pressed against her pussy, it felt so strange I pulled my hand away! Her face grew quite flushed with embarrassment, but in a moment she smiled a little, shrugged, and opened her legs wide to me. I pushed her skirt up to her hips and stared at the end of a rubber dildo sticking out of her pussy hole!
"Teresa!" I gasped. "You mean you work around our house with a big rubber cock stuffed in your hole?"
She bit her lower lip, then nodded. "Oh, Debby, I want to feel a man inside me so badly I cannot stand it. I never get enough fucking! It is silly to use such a thing, but it feels so heavenly inside my hole -- it comforts me. Quick! Pull it out. I do not want it, if I have you!"
I tugged at the solid rubber thing. It came out, all slippery with her thick juice. I stared at it, disbelieving anyone could handle such a huge, thick thing, and actually get off with it. It must have been eight or nine inches long, with little raised dots at the top of the base that I guessed must have rubbed against her clit when she moved around working.
I quickly helped her undress, taking in her lush, dark beauty and the trimness of her hips and legs. She stood naked by my bed for a long moment, cupping and caressing her tits until her nipples stood out firmly from, the darker circles around them. Then she slid into my bed, her mouth heading straight for my pussy in a position that brought her moist cunt close to my mouth. She parted my trembling legs and kissed me feverishly all up and down the inside of my thighs. Her mouth circled my pussy, her hot breath on my cunt hair making me utterly wild for the touch of her tongue on my clit. But she held me off, making me wait and shiver with anticipation. My arms went around her hips, puffing her tight to me. I buried my face in her warmth, licking her cunt and thrusting my tongue deep inside her. Her hips began to buck and twist against my mouth. I felt my clit being sucked up into her soft wet mouth. We both came so fast my head spun, but she did not release me nor stop grinding her pussy against my gasping mouth.
I felt her push deep into my cunt, working her long tongue in me as though it was a cock fucking me. The sensation was so strong it was almost more than I could stand. It felt different than my daddy's cock in me. Not at all like Dirk's prick. Nor Allen's. It drove me mad! Her tongue was everywhere at once, licking my lips, flicking over my screaming clit, plunging deep into me, whipping down my wet crack to circle my asshole, then back up to torment my clit into yet another orgasm. We thrashed around on the bed, spilling the breakfast dishes all over my feather comforter, but we couldn't stop.
We were sucking each other so frantically we never heard my brothers come in my room. I felt Teresa suddenly freeze and then I looked up. Dirk and Allen were standing there in their robes, watching their sister sucking the maid and getting her own pussy licked by a hot female tongue for the first time in its young life.
We both sat up in my bed, panting and staring stupidly at our visitors. Then Dirk opened his robe and his strong cock sprang straight out at Terry. She groaned and reached for him, taking all his cock in her hot mouth, grabbing his butt and digging her nails into his hide. Allen slipped out of his robe and pulled me over to the side of the bed. Terry and I sucked their tools like two starved females just rescued from a deserted island.
In another few minutes we both could wait no longer to feel our cunts being packed full of hard cock. Terry and I lay on our backs, side by side, interlocking our legs so our bodies moved in perfect unison with the twin's thrusting hips driving their hard cocks deep into our eager cunts. Dirk and Teresa had to slow their mad pace to match Allen's and mine, but it did them no harm to screw a little more slowly and sensuously. Teresa and I both spread our cunts so we could see their cocks plunging into our cunts.
There was little loving emotion in our sex. We were all so hot and hungry for raw, almost brutal fucking that we tore up my bed and scattered my dishes all over the rug, grunting and whimpering and gasping our way from one climax into another -- Teresa and me, that, is. Dirk and Allen fucked us with determined strength and thoroughness, almost getting angry with themselves when their balls demanded unloading and gave up their fullness with wild rushes of cum that spurted up and out and all over our tummies. They pulled out and jammed their hard cocks against our clits and let their loads shoot out into space. It took a long time for us to simmer down and for the them to reach for their robes and making a stumbling exit after tenderly kissing us and giving us both little parting hugs of affection. Teresa and I were alone, again, in my rumpled bed.
When we stopped gasping for air, Terry very tenderly wiped my tummy and dabbed at my sopping wet cunt with my breakfast napkin. She sat holding my hands for a long minute, then she kissed me very sweetly and told me she had to get back to the kitchen and start our lunch. I hated to see her leave, but I needed a few minutes to rest up and her room was right down the hall in case Sunday afternoon brought no action. I thought that would be very unlikely, considering the sexual appetite of me and my brothers.
I was still laying in my bed when my mom drifted in, all clean and sweet smelling from her morning shower. She kissed me and sat cross-legged on my bed, taking little note of how torn up it was or the fact that her daughter had to be looking very well, fucked. "Why don't we have a pool party this afternoon? All of us. And maybe Dirk and Allen could invite a girl or two over. I think they have girlfriends down in the city that they could ask up for a swim. Your daddy has to leave sometime tonight for New York, but I think he would enjoy having company. O.K.?" she asked.
I was very disappointed that my father was leaving so soon, but I remembered what he had said about the huge bills for running our estate. "Ill talk to Dirk and Allen about it, Mom. I'm sure we can get a super lawn party organized. This means we have to wear swim suits, doesn't it?"
She laughed at my disappointment at having to go swimming, all dressed up, as I called it. She stood up, pulling the covers off me. "It's time you were up out of that bed and getting things started, young lady." She stood there, watching me yawn and stretch. Her eyes dropped to my wet pussy hair and she smiled and reached over to pat my cunt. "Have you been playing with yourself, you little sex fiend?" she asked. "I swear, you are just as horny as I was at your age."
Her fingers slipped up my slit to touch lightly on my tender clit. I smiled up at her and raised my knees, then laid them flat on the bed so my damp cunt was completely open to her gaze. When her tongue slipped out and moistened her lips, I suddenly felt hot all over again. I just lay there, inviting her to do whatever she wanted to. "Debby, Debby," she whispered. "You are a sexy little devil. I would like to kiss you down there. I don't know how to do it right. Is this the right way to suck a pussy?"
It was the right way! Her tongue was gentle where Terry's was rough. It slipped into me so softly and smoothly I almost cried with the loving emotions that flowed through me like a rushing river. She kissed me and licked me and sucked me like I had never experienced before, making me go into tiny convulsions of delight, and then into a smashing orgasm that left me sweating and limp.
I pulled her up onto my bed and hugged her. I knew if I didn't get out of bed soon I would not have the strength to stumble to the warm shower. Mom peeked at the clock on my dresser and clucked in distress. "I'm lying here with my hot daughter and fooling around with her delightful little cunt when I have a million things to do. Your father will wonder what's become of me." She looked at me, very seriously.
She waved bye to me at my door and disappeared down the hall. It really was time for me to get my hot butt out of the sack. But I was still dawdling around, dipping my finger in my wet hole, when my daddy walked in. "Hi! Honest, I was just about to get up, Daddy." He looked irritated.
"Where's your mom, kitten? And where is Teresa this morning?" He may have been mad, but his slacks showed me a bulge that told me he was hornier than he was mad. I started explaining that Teresa had brought me my breakfast and Mom had just left my bedroom but he wasn't listening. His eyes were fastened on my wet pink cunt that I deliberately left open before his eyes. He sat down on my bed, staring between my legs like he had never really seen my pussy. Then he smiled at me and his hand slipped up my leg to rest tantalizingly against my cunt. For some strange reason I resented the touch of his hand.
"You can't find Terry to fuck and you can't find Mom. You're hot and now you are thinking about diddling your daughter. Right?" I could have bit my tongue! He colored red and took his hand away and rubbed it as though it had been burned on a hot stove.
"Now wait a minute, little girl! You are getting a little too smart. I don't like to be talked to that way. You know, you're not too old to turn over my knee and warm your pretty bottom real good."
I looked at him and then I blurted out, "Go ahead. Spank me. See if I care! You just want me because you can't find..." I never finished my sentence. He got red as fire and he jerked me right out of my bed like I was a rag doll. He jammed me under his arm and carried me over to my dressing table like I didn't weigh an ounce. I was tossed over his lap and held in an iron grip, hollering and kicking like mad. His hand suddenly came down on my tender butt like a ton of bricks! Tears of pain sprang from my eyes, streaming down my face. I could feel my ass cheeks turning red hot. He really meant business! But what turned me on so much that I let my legs drop and open cracking wide, was his hard cock poking into my stomach. I won't say I dug the pain, but I knew I could control him and make something happen that I had been yearning for since I last felt his wonderful cock sliding into me.
When he felt me grow limp, he instantly stopped, resting his hand on my smarting butt, just sitting there. "I-I am very sorry I said those nasty things, Daddy. I acted like a jealous bitch. Please... please forgive me." I felt his hand trembling on my ass cheeks and he drew a deep breath, his cock quivering against my bare stomach. I felt his fingers begin to caress my sore butt, and then dip gently down into the crack of my ass and reach down even further to brush ever so gently over my pussy. I lay there across his legs, waiting. And hoping! In a second or two I felt his fingers part my cunt lips and steal inside my wet hole, just a tiny bit. I quivered, deliberately, and thrust my butt up in the air. Not too much! Just enough. Then his finger went deeper into me and to my joy he began to fingerfuck me like I had never felt before. I tried so hard to stay still, and most of all, not to come, but my orgasm would not be stopped. "Oh, Daddy darling!" I moaned. "You have just got to fuck me again. Right now. Please!"
He was in no mood to resist. He carried me back to my bed and fumbled out of his slacks, his huge cock springing out like an avenging angel! I reached for him, guiding that beautiful cock right where I wanted it to go. He screwed me and screwed me, cupping my flaming bottom gently in his big hands, lifting me up off my bed only to plunge more deeply into my soaking, spasming cunt. I wanted him to come. Right now! My pussy gripped him like a velvet vise, throbbing and demanding that he come in me. My messages were received! I felt his tool grow hot and it swelled fit to burst my pussy walls and then it started. He poured one smashing load of cum after another into my hot cunt, holding my hips tightly and jerking so hard I could see the skin on my stomach lift from the tremendous pressure of his strong cock spending its fantastic strength into his daughter's cunt.
He slid back and wiped the perspiration from his forehead, saying nothing, just looking at me. I think he felt he had been had by a clever female, but he wasn't sure enough to say anything -- and he really wasn't too angry. We had had the most terrific fuck anyone could ever wish for. He slipped his slacks back on and walked quietly from my room. I lay there, feeling my ass burning and my cunt quivering.
Chapter Six
When I finally got through my shower and put soothing cream on my sore bottom much of the day had slipped by. It had been a very busy morning for a horny chick, and it had all happened right in my own bedroom! My pussy was tender, but ready for any action that might come its way.
I picked out a pitifully tiny silver bikini to wear for our pool party. It covered my nipples, but most of my breasts, which were becoming very full and touchy, swelled out above the narrow band. The bottoms showed almost all my pink ass, and that I didn't like. The pink, I mean. Rut I figured the cream would do its bit pretty quick. My cunt hair fringed out in an almost lewd way, but I didn't care. Just girls were invited, and for my brothers, so what did I care if they saw my hair? If I had my way, they'd see all of me, bare naked and cool in the summer heat.
Our kitchen was full of unnecessary help for Teresa. Mom looked lovely in a blue one-piece suit, cut very conservatively. Dad and my brothers were wearing brief trunks that mustn't have any liner in them, because their cocks showed so clearly they might as well have been totally nude.
Dirk and Allen and I whipped down the mountainside in Dad's car to pick up their dates. I almost whistled in surprise when I saw them come out of their house and walk toward our car. They were both stunning brunettes with absolutely gorgeous bodies. They wore light summer frocks that clung to their curves like sexy paper on the wall. In addition to being heavenly humpers, my brothers did have excellent taste in women. I wondered if Dirk and Allen had gotten into their pants.
Dirk's chick was called Dolly. Allen possessively held the hand of Joan, a tiny thing with a bust that made me green with envy. Both girls had large tote bags stuffed full of goodness-knows-what. I guessed they were ready for whatever might happen. I hoped they brought at least one douche syringe. It was likely to be needed.
When they came out of the guest house, undressed, really, for our lawn party, we all just gaped at them. My bikini covered me like a sack, compared to theirs! If Joan were to take even one deep breath, we'd all, see her stiff nipples. Dolly's bikini was woven of coarse thick yarn, and the weave was so loose her breasts were all right there to be admired and her pussy fur, long and thick, poked through the netting of her bottom in a way that demanded the touch of a hot boy's palm.
"Well," my daddy said, on the second try, "what would we all like to do first?" The answer to his question was so obvious we all busted out laughing like mad. He grinned. "So it was a dumb question, but don't you think we should eat first? Food, I mean!"
Now our guests were not strangers, in any way. So much had already been understood that I saw my brothers cocks swell and come awfully close to slipping out of the bottom of their trunks. But we got through the eating bit, somehow, and all us kids ended up on the sun deck by the pool, grabbing away and getting a lovely tan as a bonus to a horny afternoon. Mom and Dad let us have the lawn all to ourselves. I knew darn well where they were and exactly what they were doing, full stomachs be damned!
"Maybe your parents won't approve of this, and maybe you all have never tried this stuff, but I'm going to smoke a joint," Dolly said to the gang laying in the sun, around her lovely body. Dirk and Allen reached for their joints and lit up like old pros. I choked over mine like the novice I was. Dolly and Joan showed me how to drag the smoke in and hold it. It wasn't long before the party got very rough, and very sexy.
Dirk had his finger under the edge of Dolly's bikini bottom, feeling for her clit in the wetness that was soaking into her yarn bikini. Allen's cock was already covered by not only his trunks but by Joan's exploring fingers. Joan's nipples were up almost as stiff as my clitty, from my watching what they were doing to torment my brothers. Her one nipple was right out in the sun, up and perky, demanding someone's hot tongue to lick it. I tugged my bra top loose and tossed it into the pool. Our guests needed no more encouragement to get rid of theirs.
"God! What beautiful tits you girls have," my brothers chorused. Dolly and Joan laughed, completely about their almost complete nudity. Joan asked me if the boys always did everything together at the same time, the way they had exclaimed over the girls busts. I was tempted to tell them they even fucked together with the same length of strokes, but I held my tongue.
"Yes, Dirk and Allen do things together quite often, that way," I smiled, letting my hands stray to my stiff nipples. I wanted the party to get rolling. "I think you'll enjoy the afternoon here, very, very much. And will you tell me why we are wearing these hot sticky bottoms?"
Joan and Dolly laughed and told me there had to be something for a boy to take off. "Dolly," Joan said, turning to Dirk's date, "why don't we dunk in the pool and all of us float Debby around and keep her body wet so she gets a neat tan in a hurry?" There were no votes against the idea. Just before I jumped in the pool I pulled my bottom off and stood stark naked for a moment, letting the girls see my golden cunt hair and my tight cuntlips peeking through it. But when we were all in the water, a new idea came to Joan. She held me in her arms and called to the others to come close around us. "Let's pretend like this was a therapy whirlpool massage session. Debby has to keep her eyes closed and get all dreamy, just thinking about floating in space and feeling our hands touching her very lightly all over her body."
They were all very quiet, holding me up in the water with my eyes shut and my body floating out straight on top of the water. My ears filled promptly, but it didn't bother me. I felt isolated, floating on liquid clouds, my skin rippling with little thrills as I felt their palms and their fingers brushing gently over my sun-warmed wet flesh. I waited anxiously to see who would make the break and touch me on my breasts or on my tingling cunt. Soon I felt warm feminine fingers trailing over my bust, touching like feathers on the very tips of my stiff nipples. My legs opened like well-oiled gates, waiting for... anything to happen down there.
I felt a soft tongue lick my arms, and then my neck and then brush across my parted lips. My nerves were so on fire every touch made my pussy clamp shut. My thighs were brushed by someone in their way up to my waiting pussy. The hands holding me were sending tiny erotic pulsing messages whipping all through me. At the same moment a tongue touched my clit, a gentle finger probed into my tight asshole, not hurting me, just pushing gently and then releasing. Now I felt three other tongues licking my wet skin like tiny butterflies landing briefly on me, then fluttering away. My cunt was hoping for the strong suction of a hungry mouth on it, but for now, at least, this was denied me. I was so hot I thought the water around me must be boiling. I wanted to have an orgasm, but the light touches on my clit wouldn't let me gather enough push to get me over the top. Its wall was becoming more than I could stand!
I felt two different fingers begin to slide into my hole. They had to belong to Dolly and Joan because they felt different. I gasped, and they had to hold me tightly to keep me afloat. Those magic fingers worked and worked into, me, driving me insane with their smooth motions in and out of my hole. "Please, please," I heard myself moaning. "You have got to let me come. I can't stand any more. Please!"
I could feel a girl's body bumping against my side with a smooth rhythm. It could only mean that Dirk was fucking his date, although no hands left my quivering body. I felt the fingers slip put of me, only to be replaced by the pressure of a wonderfully hard cock sliding deep into my spasming hole. It was Allen! I knew the feel of his wonderful dick. At last! It was hard for them to hold me, now. A floating fuck, with my eyes closed, and a million wild sensations rippling through me from the tongues and fingers still driving me insane with their touches, utterly destroyed me. I began to come and come and come, harder and longer than ever before. Allen still kept his cock stiff inside me, but now my pussy was almost beyond registering anything. They floated me upright in the water, holding me while the world stopped spinning and my head cleared enough to open my eyes and hug them all very close to me.
I thought I was completely wiped out, but I was so wrong. When my eyes opened and saw my twin brothers fucking their dates against the side of the pool, my temperature shot up like a rocket! Both the girls had their eyes closed and simply beautiful expressions on their faces, Dirk and Allen were watching them, entranced, their rock-hard dicks moving slowly.
The girls pushed and heaved their dates up onto the side of the pool and went down on their hard dicks, sucking them with an expertness that made me watch everything they did very closely. I floated up behind the bare bottoms facing me and nudged their legs apart. My fingers went up into each of their cunts, fingerfucking their warm holes with what skill I'd learned in the past few hours.
Their cunts were much looser than mine. They had both been very well fucked, many many times, but both Dolly and Joan had terrific muscle control, in their snatches. They clamped down hard on my fingers and I knew I was getting through to them by the way they were biting my poor brother's cocks. They would not be stopped, even though both Dirk and Allen tried to push their heads away from their bursting pricks. They insisted on sucking both cocks absolutely dry and limp, wiping out my two stud brothers.
After just a very brief swim, Dirk and Dolly took off for his bedroom. Allen and Joan took my hands in thefts and led me into the house. We ended up on the soft rug in the family room, still high as kites on the grass, and hot to trot. Joan leaned back against the sofa, spreading her shapely legs wide, and Allen somehow got his head under her legs and his mouth on her cunt, sucking her from below, but leaving her clit exposed to the touch of my fingers. In just a minute we had her panting and coming and writhing all over the rug.
I could tell Allen was on a cunt sucking binge by the way he kept looking at my tender cunt, but I needed a little longer rest before I could take the driving sensations I knew his sucking mouth would bring to me. I pulled him up on the sofa beside me, letting Joan cat-nap on the rug. His cock felt very nice, nestled in my hot hand. He was just beginning to respond to my urgings and start to go for his second come when Teresa came in the room with a tray piled high with yummy sandwiches.
When she saw Allen's cock up stiff and straight in my hand she almost dropped the whole tray. My brother smiled at her, encouraging her to do what I knew for sure she would do. She put the tray down and stripped every shred of clothing off her body. She mounted him right where he was, slipping him in her with one quick motion. Allen was at no loss as to how to handle a cunt, but I knew he had never had one so active as Terry's. His eyes grew round with surprise when he felt her pussy close down on his cock and he winced when her fingernails dug into his shoulders, pulling him forward so she could press her breasts against his mouth. First one and then the other nipple found its way between his teeth. She began to pant, moaning and fucking his cock so hard I wondered how he kept from coming! It was wonderful and yet distressing to see a woman show such a hunger for a cock. She screwed him like he was the very last man to be found alive on earth!
I simply could not bear to watch her. My desire to screw was constant now, but it didn't match her starved appetite in any way. I wandered out into the hall and ended up in Dirk's room, watching he and Dolly fucking the sheets into a rumpled mess. She had the neatest, trimmest body I'd ever seen on a girl and she used every inch of it for her enjoyment. She smiled at me and motioned for me to join them in his bed. Dirk was over her, screwing his cock into her hot snatch with quick short strokes that told me he was on the verge of coming. I reached down between Dolly's legs and my fingers closed around his cock. I pulled him out and held him tight against her clit, making him rub against her nubbin with hard, hard strokes. I put him back in her hole, only to pull him out again and do the same thing over and over again. Dolly's eyes were turning glassy and her chest heaved as her lungs cried for more air. But she had the desire and the strength to pull me over her and clamp her mouth on my cunt while her clit and her pussy drove her wild.
I forced Dirk to hold still, with the head of his cock right against her clit. I leaned down, jamming my pussy against Dolly's probing tongue, and licked her clit and his cocktip with quick, flicking touches. It was too much for both of them. I felt my pussy open as her tongue rammed deep into me and her legs tried to close against the wave of heat and the come-urge that was wiping her out. Dirk came in a wild burst of splashing cum, and fell backwards on the bed. I fell on Dolly's cunt and sucked her like mad, both of us shaking and coming again and again. We fell apart, limp and cold-feeling from the release of our tensions. Dolly murmured, "Wow! When you guys throw a party you really go all out. Way out!"
Chapter Seven
The sun was low on the horizon before we all met again in the big comfortable family room. Dirk and Allen looked a bit tuckered, but still game to stay with it and try to satisfy their dates. Joan and Dolly were positively radiant in tightly clinging dresses. Every curve, every dimple showed through the thin material.
My mom and dad were still keeping their mattress warm, I supposed. I knew my mother would get all the loving she could, tonight, before she had to give up her man to his business world.
I felt lazy. But awfully good, inside. Relaxed, but still my young, horny self. I'd put on just my old pool robe, after a quick shower. We all sat on the rug, in a small, intimate circle, talking about whatever came to our minds. Somehow we got on the subject of our first sex experiences, and both Dolly and Joan had fascinating stories to tell.
"The first man to get between my legs and take my cherry was the best lover ever to get a hard on," Joan began. "He could last for hours without coming. He had the most talented mouth and hands of any man I've ever loved. I was very young -- without even a single hair growing on my pussy. My mother had died when I was only six years old, and my daddy raised me all by himself. He never remarried, and as far as I knew he never even cared about having a girlfriend to fuck. He seemed to build his whole world around me, and mine was filled with my school lessons and teachers and Spooky, my cat, and my love for my father."
"How old were you when you first made love with a man?" I asked Joan.
"I was eleven years young, bare pussied, not a bump on my chest, but with a terrible itch between my legs. I could not understand why I burned and itched something awful down there. I would wash it and powder it and finger it every night, but still the sensations would not go away. One night when I simply could not get to sleep, I was bare naked in my bed, playing with my hairless cunt as usual, when I looked up and there was my father standing just outside the circle of light from my bedlamp, quietly watching his horny daughter diddling her clit and shivering a lime with the neat feelings I was getting."
"Do you mean that the man who took your cherry was your own father?" Dirk asked her.
"Yes!" Joan smiled at him. "Dirk, you have to understand our relationship. We were all we had. Just each other. We loved each other in a way that just does not exist in families where both parents are there to provide comfort and affection for their kids. So some would say it was wrong. But I loved my father with all my heart and he could do no wrong. He is dead now."
"I was lonely until I met Dolly and she moved in with me. Anyway, on that special night, my daddy knelt by the side of my bed and put his warm hand on my little leg and asked me what was wrong. I told him I didn't know, but my pussy just would not stop itching. I opened my legs and moved my bare pussy into the light so he could examine it closely for me and tell me what was wrong. He said I was having growing pains, that's all, but when his finger touched my clit I did not feel pain. I felt... well, I can't describe it."
"You felt hot. Your clitty got hard and stood up between your cunt lips," I prompted her.
Joan nodded, and I noticed Dolly nodded too, caught up in the emotional surge of Joan's story. Or maybe for reasons of her own that I didn't know about just then, "My daddy parted my pussy lips and saw how moist my cunt was inside. He said he wondered if I would mind if he touched me with his tongue, down there... that it had been so long since he had kissed a pussy he had almost forgotten how soft and pretty they were inside. I raised my little butt up a bit and told him to please go ahead and taste me. When his tongue started to slide over my little cunt I almost cried with joy! The itching stopped and was replaced with sensations no boy could ever understand. My daddy got carried away with his emotions. I saw no reason to resist when I felt his tongue push up into my tiny passage beyond the tight hole that guarded it. But he never hurt me, not even once."
I noticed Dolly had one hand on Dirk's crotch and the other under her pulled-up skirt, rubbing her clit -- not hard, but with a far away look in her lovely eyes. Joan's story was stirring memories for her, I was sure.
"Did it happen that night?" Allen asked. "I mean, did he put his cock in you?"
Joan smiled at him and let her eyes drift to Dolly's exposed pussy before answering him. "Yes. That very night. He didn't make me come, with his tongue. I was too young to climax, although I felt strangely contented, and very much loved, when he stopped licking and sucking my pussy and came in my bed to lie beside me and hold me in his arms. His cock was up like a flagpole, and his hand kept stroking his cock, very slowly. I sat up in my bed and watched him for a long time and then I asked him if I could do that for him. He didn't answer, but he didn't push my hands away when I closed my small fists around his thick cock. I didn't even know the name for what I was doing, I jacked him off. No. Not off. He wouldn't come, but I didn't miss that because I didn't know a darn thing except that his cock felt so nice in my hands. Since my pussy was starting to itch again I got the idea of rubbing his smooth wet cockhead against it. Can you guess the rest?"
"Yes!" I said, so promptly Joan looked at me oddly. "Did it hurt?"
She frowned, thinking back. "No. I was too excited. It could be that I really didn't have a cherry. Some girls don't, you know. His cock went right in -- not just ka-boom! -- but gradually, and it felt really wonderful. Well, that was the beginning. Until he died, we did it every single night. He taught me sexual love and many things that Allen knows I know. Right, Allen?"
"You had a fantastic teacher. And no doubt, a fantastic lover. And speaking of being loved..."
I blocked his move to take Joan in his arms. "Wait a minute, you horny red-head," I told him. "I want to hear about Dolly's first time. Dolly?"
"My early sexual experience was in no way as pleasant as Joan's," Dolly began, "In fact, if she hadn't found me and straightened my head around, my first experience might have been almost my last. I didn't think boys were very nice, after it happened."
"What happened?" Dirk and Allen chorused.
Dolly swallowed hard, bad memories flooding back to take over her emotions. "I was gangbanged," she said simply.
My brother groaned.
"I had the bad luck to get mad at our high school's chief stud, just a year ago, and I told him to go fuck a tree. For revenge, and to satisfy his huge ego, he got three of his buddies together and they kidnapped me right off my own front porch swing where I was sleeping on a hot night. They took me out in the country, in a big old Packard sedan that he had fixed up into a kind of a mobile bedroom. We drove way out in the sticks, and I was given the choice of putting out or getting out, and walking back to town." Dolly paused for a minute, thinking about that night. "Now don't get me wrong. I was not raped. Jeff was too clever for that. You know, from reading the papers, what a shin chance a girl has of proving rape in court, or even forceful entry and abduction. I knew I would have to do it, but I wasn't terrified -- just damn mad and a bit shaky at what I knew I would have to do, to get home in a reasonably good condition."
"Jeff and I weren't strangers. I had dated him. I suppose just because all the girls in my class were nuts about him, and it was the thing to do to go out with the handsome class stud and then tell the other chicks all about how you made out, in the bull sessions in the girls powder room at school. We went to a drive-in movie on that date and had a swell time, up to the point where Jeff got turned on and wanted to fuck. I did, too, but he was so crude about demanding his way, and using four letter words, that he put a different slant on making love. He made me feel like a cheap slut, the way he talked to me. I was cherry, and I guess I had some high ideals about love and sex and having a boy do something so intimate with me as putting his thing in my virgin hole. Anyway, he pissed me off and I told him he could go fuck himself with his long dick. I guess he brooded about not banging a neat chick. He didn't like his make-out record spoiled."
"I was no stranger to sex. I had a boy go down on me, and I'd played with more than one stiff cock before that first night with Jeff, but I had never gone all the way. I even liked Jeff, even on the night they whisked me off in the Packard. He was awfully good looking, and hung, but he'd just gotten ego-ridden and too crudely pushy to suit me."
"Did all four of those jokers jump you?" Dirk asked.
"They were not rough with me, Dirk," Dolly said. "Just horny and quietly determined to fuck. Actually all of us were turned on by the situation. Believe me, it's something to know you have to get naked and screw a boy with three others watching your every move. But I got hot in spite of being upset at losing my prized cherry under conditions not of my own choosing. When Jeff moved across the big front seat to me, the other guys stayed in back and were very quiet. I let him undress me without a struggle. He wasn't rough. I mean he didn't just rip my clothes off. His cock was out of his pants and it was so huge and so hard I remember thinking oh-what-the-heck, if I had to take a cock in me it might as well be a good one, instead of some little peanut thing that would jab around and get me all hot and not feel like anything at all."
"I'll say this about Jeff -- the girls in the powder room hadn't told fibs about his ability as a lover. He was terrific with his tongue! He made me come so fast I couldn't believe it! I looked up at the eyes watching me over the back of the front seat and I guess some weird exhibitionist tendency in me came alive. I figured since I had to go through this anyway, I might as well get what I could out of it I decided right then to let loose and give the whole gang the show of the week. I guess maybe that decision saved me from rougher treatment, because all of a sudden the three jokers who were watching came over to my side, so to speak. I mean, when they took over, they were hotter than hell but they seemed almost grateful for the chance to make it with such a horny wild babe as I seemed to be, that night."
Allen shifted his cock around in his pants, smiling at his own turn-on, imagining he was there in the back of that Packard. "Sex is so crazy, isn't it?" he asked. "I'm remembering how all of us hit the pool and got into our party so neatly it still wipes me out, thinking about it. Conditions, and the people, so to speak, were just light and everything went so well."
I squeezed his cock to stop his flow of words and told him to let Dolly have the floor.
"Well," Dolly continued, "I looked at that stiff thing Jeff was approaching me with and I guess my pussy took over. I lay back and opened my legs and let him work it into me without a whimper of protest. The guys in back couldn't see his cock sliding into my wet cunt, but they sure could hear my reaction to his penetration. I groaned and hollered and sniffled and cried buckets, but when they saw my legs lock over his back and pull him in tight to me they knew I was not exactly in agony! As big as he was, he didn't hurt me much, I was so darn slippery wet inside and out. We were just getting going good, I thought, when the stupid idiot lost all control and like it was his first time, too! I heaved him off me and just lay there, panting, and waiting for one of my watchers to climb over the seat."
I noticed my brother's cocks were raising hell with them, from Dirk and Allen's reaction to Dolly's story. I bet, in their minds, they were waiting in that car, to take their turn between Dolly's shapely legs.
Dolly had her hand inside Dirk's fly, and her hand wasn't idle. I think all of us were turning on, but we wanted to hear what happened next, in the Packard. "When one of the boys tumbled over the seat, I was more than ready. He shoved Jeff over in the corner and put his stiff rod in my soaking pussy so fast I gasped! No warm up was needed. I don't think he was too experienced. He'd stroke real fast, like a bunny, and then realize he was going to go off and he'd try to slow down so he could stay with it longer. But luck wasn't with him. He lasted no longer than Jeff. It was getting ridiculous! I was so hot to screw, my pussy was driving me crazy, and there didn't seem to be a man in the car."
"When he pulled out all red-faced and puffing, he took out a big handkerchief and wiped my soaking pussy, almost apologetically. Strong hands reached over and pulled my naked body into the back seat. Wouldn't you know it! The next joker lasted much longer, but his cock was so small it felt like my finger in me. And number four came almost as soon as his cock bottomed in my pussy. That's what he got far priming his pump so long, watching the others getting it on. But there I was, still roaring hot, looking around for a stud. By this time, Jeff was ready again, and I guess he figured he would show his gang how a real man did a hot female!"
"You didn't mind when a guy who's blown it wanted back?" I asked Dolly.
"Mind?" Dolly ginned. "I was ready to rape him I was so hot. I took him in like a long lost friend and fucked him and fucked him all over the seat. This time I came. Oh! Did I ever! He pulled back and looked at me with something like respect, in his eyes. I sat up and caught my breath. It was so hot in that car, what with all of us panting and trying to screw like mad, I was sweating buckets. I sat there, saying nothing. Just waiting. All the guys sort of looked at each other in an embarrassed kind of way. They realized the girl they were going to teach a lesson had won the first round. I didn't really mind when the Number Two guy wanted to go again. He did better. Not good. But better. I'll admit it, I let the boys fuck me as much as they wanted to." It was a sweaty, messy session that didn't break up until it started getting light outside the fogged up windows. They helped me into my clothes and drove me back to town, putting me out of the car about three blocks from my house. I was so beat and so sore, now that the heat of battle had passed, I just sat down on the curb and cried. That's where Joan found me. She stopped to pick me up in her car, coming home from driving around aimlessly because she couldn't sleep. She knew at a glance that something pretty bad must have happened to me. Even though we were strangers, I found myself with my head on her shoulder and her arms tight around me while I poured out the whole story to her. She took me to her home, gave me hot coffee, a heavenly bubble bath and a hell of a lot of much-needed sympathy.
I got to thinking about how tender my pussy was after my first experiences with cocks. "Weren't you awfully sore? I mean, you took four different dicks right after you were gotten into your very first time!"
Joan spoke up. "You should have seen her poor little cunt! It was all puffed up and red and so touchy it was like a bride's pussy on her honeymoon! But you know, maybe it was because of what had happened to her just a few hours before, or because we felt such love for each other... but... well, Dolly woke up hotter than a two dollar pistol."
Dolly laughed, remembering that morning: "I'm afraid when I showed my sore pussy to Joan, I was looking for a bit more than sympathy. I didn't know her then, sexually, I mean, and I had never even once thought about sex with girls, but that morning it seemed so right that when she kissed me on my cunt, impulsively I grabbed her head and held her there a second or two too long. Her tongue sort of slipped out and brushed over my clitty and, well, we didn't get out of bed until late that afternoon."
Chapter Eight
It didn't take long for all of us to get bare-assed naked again. I looked around at the horny group of kids undressing in our family room and felt my pussy getting even more moist. Dirk and Allen had erections that looked like they just wouldn't quit. On a crazy impulse, both Joan and Dolly went into a strip tease for us, dancing their way out of their beautiful white dresses. We set up such a buzz of horny conversation it's a miracle my mom and dad didn't come downstairs to quiet us down. I figured our party was apt to be really noisy, what with the high voltage charge we all had built up, listening to our guests stories. I wondered out loud why we all didn't trek out to the house on the back of our property.
We surprised Teresa in the living room. I saw her face turn red, but not with shame, when she saw my brother's stiff cocks waving in the air. We introduced Joan and Dolly to her and told her they were cool. She smiled and shook hands, very formally, with both of them, her eyes taking in every curve and hollow of their young figures.
When Dolly and Dirk hit the sofa and Joan and Allen started screwing like mad on the love seat, Teresa looked at me and raised a questioning eyebrow. I put my arms around her, feeling my nipples stiffen as I remembered what had happened when she brought my breakfast up to me. She had no resistance at all to my hands undressing her, and she didn't mind when I pushed her down into a big old easy chair and draped her legs over the arms.
When my mouth settled on her warm pussy, she gave a shuddering sigh and joined our bunch of mad sex fiends very willingly. Her eyes flicked from watching her pussy being eaten to staring intently at my brother's cocks as they slipped in and out of two hot holes. I don't think she was sure enough of herself, with our gang, to really relax. Not just yet. She responded to my tongue teasing around on her clit with a whole series of almost continuous, tiny climaxes, building and building to the driving orgasm that I knew she would reach before too long.
Dolly was so active she needed more room to spread her strong legs. The rest of us followed suit when she and Dirk slid down to fuck on the thick shag rug. I looked up to see Teresa's lovely breasts being caressed by both Dolly and Joan's soft hands. That did it for Terry! She gave a shuddering moan and went into a wild climax that made both my brothers miss a beat. I stood up, pleased that she was one of our gang, now, and I knew she would be taken care of in every way.
With no objection from Dolly, Terry's hand found Dirk's stiff cock as soon as she recovered from her climax. She gripped him like a vise, rubbing her thumb over Dolly's clit and making Dirk stroke into Dolly's box with long, slow strokes that set her teeth on edge.
I wanted a cock of my own so badly I decided to go back to the big house and horn in on my mom and dad's fun time. Heck, they hadn't minded when I joined them on the lounge in the moonlight.
I detoured through the kitchen to grab some kind of a snack. To my joy, my father was raiding the fridge like a kid, himself. He was naked as me. When I saw that beautiful cock dangling out in the open, ready for warm hands to hold and stroke it, I forgot about being hungry for food. "Where's Mom?" I asked him, rubbing my breasts with my suddenly sweaty palms while I waited for him to choke down the last of a huge sandwich.
"She's upstairs, Deb. Taking a small break. I sort of needed one, too." I looked at his cock even more closely. It was swollen and red, and still about half up. I knew darn well that Mom had been trying to store up some memories to hold her until my father came back from his trip. He grinned at me and asked me, "How's your butt? Still tender? Honest, honey, I'm sorry about the spanking I gave you."
I hugged him real hard, standing naked in the kitchen with the man I wanted most in the world, pressing my wet cunt against his cock. "Daddy, I deserved every whack. I liked what happened after. Very, very much!" He smiled at me, remembering the fantastic fucking we'd had in my bed. His cock grew harder, in spite of his fatigue and its tender state. When I fell to my knees in front of him and pressed my face into his bushy hair.
"Daddy," I breathed. "Please lift it up and put it in my mouth. Please! I'll be very gentle, I promise." He held his cock in his hand for a second, and then lifted it to brush its swollen head across my parted lips. My tongue stole out and circled the very tip of his cock, teasing him into getting going again, with me. I hoped my mom would stay asleep for hours and hours.
When he was up full and hard as steel, I tugged him over to the solid round table in the middle of the floor and lay back on its hard top. I spread my legs wide, hooking my heels on the edge of the wood. I guided him straight into my wet hole. He felt so good in my I almost burst into tears of happiness. I grabbed my legs and held them high, peering down at his beautiful cock fucking me and fucking me, slowly and steadily, the tears in my eyes making his image all blurry. But the thrills of his strong tool urging my pussy to quiver and grip him hard were very sharp and very clear in my hot brain.
It seemed I couldn't get him deep enough into me, even though there wasn't an inch of his cock showing outside my cunt. He filled me so wonderfully full I could hardly stand the pleasure-pain of him sliding back and forth in my tender snatch. I was just starting to black out from the excitement of having my lover deep inside me again when he half-lifted me up off the table and kissed me. "Deb," he whispered, "let's go upstairs. This hard table is no place for a young girl to make love with her daddy. Come on... my cock will be outside your pussy for only a minute or two."
We walked down the long hall and up the stairs to his room, our arms tight around each other and my heat so full of love I thought it would simply burst. To our surprise, my mom was just coming out of her shower, all dewy moist and squeaky clean and refreshed. She greeted us both with quick kisses and, to my joy, led us both to the big bed waiting in the center of the room. Mother's eyes don't miss much, not where her kids and her husband are concerned. She took quick note of my love juice shiny on my daddy's tool, and the hot, drawn look on my face. When I lay on my back and lifted my knees and spread them, she just stood smiling at me when my dad eased his sore cock into my wet hole. Daddy lay on top of me, very comfortably, supporting his weight on his strong arms. He was in a mood to just let it soak, and I was so full of love he could do no wrong, no matter how he made love to me.
Mom sat on the edge of the bed and took one of my hands in hers. She put it between her leg moving one of my fingers into her moist opening, and holding it in tight to her. She tapped my father on his shoulder and asked him, "Do you know what this sexy child had me doing with her this morning?" He smiled, coloring a little because he had been in my bed, too, that very morning.
"She seduced me into kissing her soft little pink cunt."
My father pretended to be terribly shocked by her news. "No!" he exclaimed. "How could such a small person like Deb have the strength to force you to do such a thing?"
"Well... force would be a strong word for what she did. Let's say she presented her wishes to have her pussy in such away that I... well... you've heard about the offer you can't refuse?" My daddy grinned and pushed his strong cock into me very deeply. Then he pulled out and sat back all of a sudden, looking at my mom with little crinkles of good humor showing around his eyes.
"I think perhaps you should re-enact just what happened. Right here and now. Then I'll know how to be on my guard and not be taken in by such devious tricks of a wild and wanton woman." He moved up beside me, and bent to grasp my legs and hold them open for my mom. "Now," he said, "she was probably exposing her soft cunt to you, like this. And then what did you do?"
Both of us were grinning up at her. I had always seen my daddy as a harassed father and a tired business man, when he came home from his exhausting trips. But now, since all the love and sex had begun to change our relationships, I saw him as a younger man, one with a real sense of humor and best of all, with a driving need for sex that told me where mine had also come from. Mom giggled and fell on me abruptly, faking deep moans and wild high pitched squeals of sexy excitement while she licked my pussy up and down, from side to side and around and around. I got all confused. My cunt wanted my daddy to fuck it, right now. But how can you screw and laugh at the same time? My father taught me how, just then.
When Mom moved back he took her place between my spread legs and that super cock traveled right in where it belonged. With his tool comfortably deep in me, he sat up and pulled my willing body up on his bent, legs so my clit was open and right there ready for the touch of his strong, teasing thumb. "And now, young lady, I want you to use your tongue to give your mother as much pleasure as she did you."
My mom straddled my body and eased her cunt down over my face, watching my tongue reach out and up to touch her erect clit. In a moment I was fucking my daddy's cock and sucking my mom's pussy and going right up the wall with such wild excitement I got so uncoordinated in my movements my dad's cock would have fallen out if he hadn't gripped me as hard as he did. My mother simply could not take too much of my strongly sucking mouth. She collapsed on the bed, holding her cunt with both hands and shaking uncontrollably.
I grabbed for my daddy's firm ass cheeks and ground my mound against him real hard. "Fuck me, Daddy. Oh! Fuck me! Hard. Hard. Uh... mmm. Oh God! I feel like I'm being split in half... Jesus... gimmie your cock... gimmie your cock!" I went into a mindless, twisting, churning agony of an orgasm that knocked me out. When I came to, the big bed was empty except for one groggy little girl cupping her satisfied cunt with both hands.
When I felt I could trust my rubbery legs to support me, I dragged my sweaty body down the hall to my bathroom and stood under the cold shower. I didn't even dry my hot skin. My old pool robe felt soft and comforting. From my window I could see everyone, naked as could be, sporting around in the pool. Even Teresa looked aglow. I could only imagine some of the things that must have happened in the guest house while Mom and Daddy and me were in his bed.
When I drifted out to the pool I collapsed on a soft lounge and in a few minutes everyone was relaxed on soft towels an the pool apron. Joan and Dolly looked as pretty as ever.
We talked in low tones about how super the day had been. To my surprise Teresa raised her voice and said she had something she wanted us all to hear. As we listened to her faltering voice, our eyes got kind of misty. No one said a word while she told us how wonderful it was to be where she was... in the midst of real friends and wonderful lovers... wanted and needed and made to feel like one of us.
Both my morn and my dad were so moved they took her in their arms and held her naked body close to theirs, kissing her and stroking that beautiful head of shiny black hair that cascaded down over her shoulders. She hugged them back, and her hand found my father's soft cock and closed firmly around it. Mom didn't say one word. She just lay down on the towels, pulling my daddy down with her and motioned for Terry to lay beside them. Her hand went to my father's rising cock and she held it up to Teresa's mouth in the most loving way possible. They both went down on him, licking, and sucking his tender tool with soft touches of their tongues. The party was on again!
Chapter Nine
Everyone was still horny hot, but the flesh was proving to be weak. It was time to call it a day. A night, really. Dirk and Dolly drifted off to bed, and Allen and Joan followed them into the house. Thoughts of how soft and comfy my bed would feel prompted me to give up, for a little while at least, and take my wet pussy up to my own bedroom.
I slept deeply for a few hours, but then I began to toss on my bed and perspire. The night was warm. My hands were down between my legs, holding my damp pussy, but I didn't really wake up. I began to dream. Ordinarily when I have horny dreams, they are forgotten in the morning, but I can recall everything I dreamed about that night. I was a little tiny girl again, skinny and bare-pussied, with ugly braces on my teeth. My pussy felt hot and itchy and all of a sudden my father came out of nowhere and licked me all over my tummy and bottom and thighs and ended up thrusting his tongue in my tight hole until I thrashed around so wildly I knocked my teddy bear clear across the room. I suppose Joan's story of she and her father was still running around in my mind. Then, very quickly, I was grown up, and a boy with an immense cock was tying to put it into me and I was mad at him and I kept screaming at him.
I woke up, crying my eyes out, wringing wet with sweat and with the sheet sticking to my PJs. I staggered out of bed and headed for the shower, still groggy and half in the grip of my dreams. When I bumped into a shadowy figure in the hall, I mumbled an apology, and then I was jolted into being completely awake! The man was fully clothed and very tall and very strong. He grabbed me, but before he could cover my mouth I let out one loud scream! I could hear him cursing under his breath as we struggled in the darkness lights came on all over the upstairs and my family and the girls came pouring out of their rooms. Dirk and Allen, more wide awake than my poor tired daddy and grabbed the man and bore him down to the floor. The two girls and Terry piled on him, squashing him flat. He didn't stand a chance!
When the confusion settled down, we found we had a burglar on our hands! A very scared burglar. We dragged him down to the kitchen and shoved him into a chair, Dirk and Allen on each side of him. The fight was gone from our night visitor. We all stood looking at him, kind of dumb. We didn't know what the heck to do, except call the police, but for some reason we hesitated to start all that mess of questions and reports and maybe the reporters following the police car up to our house. Mom put a pot of coffee on the stove as though it was time for breakfast and we had yet another guest at the table.
I noticed Terry staring at his crotch, so I looked, too. He had a bulge that would have been the pride a stud horse, even as scared as he was! He had to be soft. What would that cock be like when it got hard? Dolly and Joan followed Terry's gaze and I saw their mouths fall open, in wonder. Our visitor was young -- maybe Terry's age. When he saw we were not going to beat him up or anything stupid like that, he began to breathe a little easier and look curiously at the collection of half naked people standing stating at him.
Teresa spoke up: "It will do no good to turn him over to the police. They will do nothing. He was discovered too soon and he took nothing. We should all think of something to teach him a lesson, to make him remember next time he thinks about robbing some house. He has to be punished, some way."
Dolly could not tear her eyes away from the bulge in his baggy pants. "I'd like to fuck him half to death," she muttered under her breath, but her voice carried to all our ears.
"And I'll screw the other half of him to death," Joan volunteered. We looked at each other and began to laugh. The tension was gone. The coffee smelled delicious and, what the hell! He wasn't going to go anywhere, not with my brothers right beside him.
"If I'm going to die in this kitchen," our burglar spoke up for the first time, "can the condemned man at least have a last cup of coffee?"
My father came over to stand in front of our guest and frown at him. I could tell by the twinkle in his eyes he was enjoying the discomfort of our prowler. "What's your name?" he demanded, very gruffly. It took two tries before he was answered.
"Mike. Mike Lang." I figured the guy was so rattled he was telling the truth, automatically.
My dad moved closer to Mike and said, very firmly, "I think I will turn you over to the tender mercies of the women in this house. I'm sure when they are through with you, you'll remember, forever, what happens to burglars who terrify young girls in the middle of the night."
Mike looked at Joan and then at Dolly. "Me you going to let them have me?" he asked, with both hope and a lot of uncertainty in his voice.
Dolly settled the problem. "Hold him tight, Dirk. You too, Allen. He's had his last meal. Now it's time to get him ready for the ordeal of his execution. I'm going to strip him naked as a jay bird!"
She did just that! I won't say Mike resisted too much. When his pants slid down to his ankles, we all just stood and gaped at his long, long cock hanging down. I had never even heard of such a tool as our night visitor carried with him. Why such a man didn't hire out as a professional stud beat the heck out of me! It was Teresa who came over to kneel in front of him, her hands lifting his huge thing and turning it over and hefting it in her palms.
"There is only one thing wrong with your plans," Mike said quietly, his eyes sweeping the faces of the staring women, including me. "That cock just does not come up." He stopped, letting his message sink in. "I'm sorry, girls, but I'm all sham. I guess it's psychological, but I haven't seen my cock hard in a long time."
Teresa's face fell. She believed him! Joan and Dolly took what he said as a challenge, I was sure. I glanced over at my father, grinning at Mom and shaking his head. I suspected, and I was sure my dad knew, that this was the world's oldest put-on. It was like a character I read about in one of my horny novels, telling the chicks he was really gay and wished with all his heart he could respond to a woman, but it had just proven impossible for him to get excited at the prospect of fucking a cunt. All the girls in the book fell for it and gave him super blow jobs and encouraged him, once he was up just temporarily to fuck the living daylights out of them before his cock fell down. The guy in the story darn near screwed himself to death. I suspected Mike must have read the book.
Joan strolled over to our prisoner, standing between my brothers. "I think this man needs a little help in getting ready to die. Hold him tight."
She reached out for that heavy tool and bounced it in her hands. Even soft, the wide head of it was almost more than she could take in her mouth. But did she try! She sucked him and jacked him like an angel of salvation destined to help this poor man with his terrible problem. That huge cock began to rise, and rise, and rise! Joan backed away, giving the long destroyer room to grow.
"Hold me more tightly," Mike muttered to Dirk and Allen. "If she's at all lucky and that thing fills up, it will take so much, all the blood will rush down from my head and I'll get faint and fall right over!"
Joan let out a strangled giggle and got to her feet, taking a swipe at Mike's long dong. "You rat! I'll be damned if I'll help you faint."
"Let me in there," Teresa spoke up. "I will kill this burglar. Right before your eyes." Mike's head dropped to watch her take even more of him into her mouth than Joan had been able to handle. He gasped at the nipping of her white teeth when she went to work on him, determined to kill him standing right there holding his empty coffee cup.
My father was watching the crazy scene with a huge grin on his face. Poor Mom didn't know what to think, I'm sure. My brothers seemed to have gone half-gay, for a minute, staring and staring enviously at Mike's immense weapon. Dolly and Joan were just waiting, I knew. They would teach this burglar a thing or two about how to die like a man.
My pussy began to sort of cringe in terror as I watched Mike grow even longer and stiffer and finally reach a state of erection that made my mom's coffee cup slip out of her nervous fingers and break into a dozen pieces on the kitchen floor. "Oh, oh! How could a woman ever take all that in her poor little cunt?" she asked my father.
My daddy patted her on her bottom and hugged her tightly. "Heck, you've had three kids. You know how a pussy can stretch so much its hard to believe, and then go right back to being delightfully tight around a man's dick." She thought a moment and then agreed with him. After hearing my father's thought on pussies and huge cocks, I'll admit I began to look at Mike with a gleam in my eyes. Dolly and Joan were way ahead of me! They must have taken some big ones and they survived beautifully, I could tell that Dolly was growing impatient. Her eyes were very bright and she had absently opened her robe and her hand was busy on her pussy. "This man will die of old age, before we punish him, if we don't get on with it," she said. "I'm going to kill my half right now. O.K. Joan?" Without waiting for Joan to answer, she tossed her robe on the kitchen table and lay down on it, spreading her legs wide. Already her pretty pussy was glistening wet and her hole was opening and closing, with little tiny flutters. She was really keyed up! Dirk and Allen marched our captive up close to her and stood holding his arms tightly.
"I don't think I can bear to watch this," my mom gasped. She had her hand inside my father's robe. "Let's go back to bed, darling." Daddy grinned at her and asked the boys if they could handle Mike. They nodded vigorously, staring at Dolly's wet snatch. Both of them had big erections that throbbed and jerked in the air as much as Mike's weapon. Dad and Mom headed for their bedroom, but if my father got any more sleep it would have to be the miracle of the week!
Mike's eyes were glued to Dolly's cunt. He was hot as two foxes, and yet he had a humorous glint in his eye. I was watching him closely. He was a real character! Rather nonchalant, and perfectly at ease, for a man about to die. Here was someone worth knowing, I thought to myself... even other than sexually. There had to be some unusual reason why a cool cat like him would take up such a hazardous profession as house-breaking. His immense dong was pointing straight at Dolly's wet hole, rigid and lifting with little jerks with every beat of his heart. His wide cockhead was almost touching the opening of her hole when he turned to Dirk and said, "Don't you think we should wait until I get an erection?"
Dirk cracked up completely! He threw up his hands and doubled over with laughter. He kept his face straight with a concentrated effort, and murmured, "No. Mike. Why don't you go ahead and try to do what you can, even though you're sort of small and limp."
Mike moved an inch closer and then bent over to tell Dolly, "Man, there's something I feel you should know." Dolly was almost beside herself with feverish heat. Mike inched closer to her quivering cunt. "Well, Mike, I'm a truly courteous gentleman from Texas, not Kansas. You see, a crude man from Kansas will just walk up to you and -- bang! -- put it right in. But us Texans well, we put it in and then we walked up to you."
Dolly groaned. "Dirk, will you give this clown a push on his ass and tell him to stop with the jokes, already, and fuck me!"
Mike raised his hand, waving it in the air to Dirk. "I'll do it. I'm ready to die." His hips moved forward, slowly, and we all heard Dolly gasp in shock as her pussy parted. He was about halfway in when her hands reached down to press against his stomach. "Wait. Wait," she gasped. "Give me a minute. Oh my! I'm split right up the middle. Joan honey, you may have to kill more than just your half of this guy. Maybe this execution isn't too great an idea. In fact, I'm sure it isn't. I chicken out. Pull him back, Dirk. Please!"
She sat upholding her pussy with both hands. "I don't know about this, Joan. You won't walk straight for four days if you let Mr. Big get into you."
Teresa spoke up. I wondered how she had been able to hold off even this long, from getting into the battle. "Let me on that table, Dolly. I have to help protect this beautiful home from men like him. Didn't we all agree he had to be punished for breaking in and scaring poor Debby?"
She spread her legs and lifted her knees, her black-haired cunt so wet with anticipation she almost dripped. Mike smiled down at her and began walking like a man from Texas. Terry gave a shuddering groan as her cunt walls stretched, but her hands gripped the edge of the table and she held her pound. We all watched in astonishment as more and more of Mike's cock disappeared inside her. Mike seemed to have lost some of his what-the-hell manner. He began stroking himself into her, gradually, easy and, gentle. I could see the fires beginning to glow inside Terry. Having seen her in action, I knew the horrible death that was waiting for Mike. But if he died, it would be with the biggest smile in the world on his face!
Mike was now buried inside Terry about three fourths of the way. To my absolute astonishment, Terry began easing back from him, scooting over the table top, retreating! "Too much! I can not take all that cock. No way!"
Mike had the oddest expression on his face. If ever a man was keyed up to screw, he was the man. I could see he was wrestling with something in his mind. "Maybe I'll regret saying this, but my poor balls are so full I think they will kill me, for you, if I don't get off pretty damn quick." He turned to Allen. "Please! Out in my car, on the road below your house. There's someone there, waiting for me. Please don't frighten her, but tell her what's happened and ask her to come with you up to the house."
Allen stared at him, not knowing quite what to do. We all exchanged glances and then there was a babble voices, all telling Allen to go get that someone. He shrugged, hesitated, then made for the door.
In a few minutes he was back, holding the hand of a round-eyed woman who looked scared silly, in spite of her size. She was an Amazon! As tall as Mike, with huge breasts and hips, but built in surprisingly beautiful proportions for such a large woman. When she saw Mike she flew into his arms, crying and begging to know what had happened.
Mike held her tightly, stroking her hair and trying to calm her down. In a few crisp sentences he told her how wrong his adventure in housebreaking had gone, and that it had been decided by his victims that he had to be punished -- and how he was to be put to death. His girl stared at us, unbelieving. Her eyes missed nothing, flicking from Dolly to Joan and then to Terry and me. She positively stared at my twin brothers, who stared back at more woman than I'm sure either of them had ever seen.
"I -- my name is Bunny," she said quietly.
Dirk grinned from ear to ear. He went over to the stove and jiggled the coffee pot. "There's enough left for you, Bunny." He almost choked over her name, but he managed to pour her a cup of the hot black brew. "If we are to accept this substitute executioner," he grinned, "don't you all think we should go out to the play room in the guest house? It's roomier and I'm sure better suited for what's coming, than this hard kitchen table."
No one disagreed. We all went out to the guest house, Mike leading a very confused Bunny by the hand. This I would not have missed for a million dollars. I knew Bunny could take Mike and maybe even cry for more, but I wanted to see his huge cock penetrate this beautiful Amazon creature and to hear her moan her delight as she helped us carry out our plans to destroy poor Mike.
Chapter Ten
All the way out to the guest house I had been watching Mike's long tool swinging back and forth. In no way was I going to even try to take his cock in my tight hole, but I was dying of curiosity to at least feel it and heft the heavy thing.
Bunny spoke up, for the first time since we'd entered the guest house. Her voice was low and throaty, and very sexy. She took Mike's big hands in hers and held them tightly. "At least, honey, we do have each other and the sex problem is whipped, I had been looking for a man like you longer than I'll care to admit. One built like you. You see," she said, turning to us, "I'm a little different than most women."
Mike hugged her close. "On our first date, sex reared its horny head, so to speak. We had eyes for no one else, from the first moment we met. When we got down to the wire, I took a deep breath, put her hand on me, and waited."
Bunny laughed, tossing her long hair and showing flashing white teeth, her full breasts jiggling under her loose sweater. "Poor Mike! When I pulled that fantastic thing out of his fly and started crying happy tears all over it, you'd think he'd found five million dollars, the way his face lit up! That very night he found I could take every inch he had, and I had a man to love me who filled me so full I about swooned with happiness. Almost twelve hours flew by before we were exhausted enough to curl up in each other's arms and practically pass out."
Allen spoke up, smiling at Bunny with real affection and sympathy in his eyes. "If I scared you, when I came up to the car where you were waiting for Mike, I apologize."
Bunny laughed. "I almost wet my panties. I was so frightened, out there. Mike has never done anything like what he tried to pull off tonight. He's honest as the day is long... it's just that... well, our bills piled up and he got desperate. In a way, I wish he was willing to go back to something we tried a couple of times, together. We made a bundle. At least, that wouldn't land us in jail. Or end up with his captors slating him for execution." She grinned at all of us.
I had to know about what they'd tried. Mike ducked his head, and colored a bit, which surprised me, but he clamed up. All of us kept heckling him, our curiosity now aroused so much we seemed to have forgotten about the killing that was supposed to happen in that room.
Bunny leaned over to kiss Mike, squeezing his cock and rubbing her huge breasts against his arm. Teresa about had kittens! "I... well, O.K. O.K. I'll tell," Mike grinned. "A couple of weeks ago I ran across a very wealthy executive who had a wild sense of humor. He wanted to pull a gag on his friends that he'd invited to a cocktail party at his mansion. He was a pretty good guy, in my book, and very generous with his wallet, when he unfolded his scheme to me. He advanced Bunny and me enough money to rent me a tux and her a knockout evening gown. We mingled with his guests, and I must say everyone took us for part of the blue-ribbon roster of bank presidents and stock brokers and sales executives who were his guests. About half way through the evening, Bunny and me started making out, but in a reserved way, on a big couch in the middle of the living room. We kissed and felt each other up and she panted convincingly enough to cause the guests around us to buzz-buzz to each other and sort of look the other way in embarrassment."
"You should have seen their faces!" Bunny smiled. "And when Mike slid my dress up my legs and I spread my knees so he could get his hand square on my pussy, I thought those old biddies would bust their girdles! They beat their gums and ran around like chickens with their heads cut off, trying to find our host and complain about that outrageous young couple on the couch. Of course, Mike's friend had made himself scarce and was peeking through some ornamental screens at the end of the room, trying desperately to choke back his laughter."
Dirk broke in, "Did you actually do it right there in front of all the society register guests?" Mike and Bunny both nodded.
Bunny grinned and absently held both her tits in her strong hands. "I actually got turned on, with Mike messing around with me and all the men and women staring at me. I shrugged my gown down off my shoulders and rubbed my nipples against Mike's chest. They stood up so hard I thought they'd snap off. But when I pulled his cock out of his fly and began jacking him off, bedlam really broke loose! Some men tried to drag their wives out of the room, out of pure envy of Mike, I'm sure, but their old bitch wives dragged their heels in the deep carpet so hard they made little furrows you could have planted potatoes in. They wanted to watch, but yet they didn't want to. Some of the guests turned their backs to us, but peered at us in the mirrors around the walls. Others, men mostly, gathered around us in a tight circle, downing their drinks like hot thirsty camels, and cheering us on."
Mike leaned over to kiss his wife. "You haven't seen this gorgeous creature in the nude. She is a real show-stopper!"
"Can we. Now? Huh? Right now!" my brothers chorused. I shushed them and told them to cool it.
"Well, when Bunny had me up full, she stood up and stepped out of her gown, stark naked. You should have heard the men! And the women! Although they did make different kinds of sounds," he laughed. "She pushed me down on the sofa, got on her knees and went down on me, her round bottom hiked up in the air and waving at all the flabby old bags in their diamonds and gowns. I noticed the circle of men, with a woman or two in there, too, drew closer around us."
"Funny thing," Bunny put in. "I felt a warm hand or two brush my cheeks, but no one got fresh with their fingers. The crowd was hot, but they were at a loss as to how much of their thin veneer of civilized behavior they could peel off and not be criticized by their fellow guests, afterwards. When I was sucking on Mike's delicious cock, one old biddy absolutely blew her top. She screamed for our host and demanded that her husband stop that terrible performance. He calmly adjusted his glasses and bent down to squint at my mouth tight around Mike's cockhead. Well, I don't know now, he drawled. I would say their performance is something less than terrible. In fact, if had a cock as superb as this young man's and you knew how to suck me even half as well as she is doing, I do believe I'd encourage you to do me, right here in the midst of this crowd. His wife turned purple and huffed off toward the bar. Later, I noticed one of the other men put his business card into my purse."
Mike laughed, remembering the wild ruckus in the packed room when he opened Bunny's legs and moved into her, I guessed. "When she lay back and held her furry pussy open for me to enter her, I thought the men would go ape. We both sort of cringed at the low animal sounds we heard around us, and the whispered horny words of encouragement to Bunny that slipped out of those uppercrust executives. They were so hot to see us screw they must have melted every cube of ice in their drinks."
"Didn't it kind of get to you, Bunny?" I asked. "I mean, fucking with all those strange hot eyes staring at your cunt." She nodded, her eyes bright and her hands going to Mike's crotch.
"It got to me all right. I'd never thought of myself as an exhibitionist, but there's something about making love under the eyes of a bunch of hot men that gets to you."
"Right on!" Mike continued. "We were playing it straight. Like we were just two more guests at the party who had gotten carried away with sexual excitement and couldn't wait to get home to screw. We used only the traditional missionary position but we moaned and groaned and tore the sofa all to heck, for the crowd, and we both faked fantastic climaxes for the standees packed around us. Then Bunny, acting suddenly shy and embarrassed, slipped back into her gown, helped me get dressed, and we picked up our drinks and tried to melt into the confused, noisy crowd. We were paid enough, for having a terrifically exciting evening, to pay off most of our accumulated bills... but then there we were, flat broke again, and me with no job prospects other than selling vacuums, door to door."
The feelings of sympathy and affection that had grown between us, listening to Mike and Bunny's tales of woe had erased all our thoughts of punishing our burglar. All of us felt we now had two more wonderful friends, people like us -- young and horny -- and with problems that we wanted very much to help them solve. Bunny stretched out on the floor, relaxed, and clasped her hands under her head, idly rubbing Mike's strong leg with her foot. "When I found that man's business card in my purse, I figured he must have put it there for a definite reason. I begged Mike until he called him."
It was Joan and Dolly's turn to say the same thing at the saint time, just like my brother's habit. "What did he want?"
Mike hesitated, then he said, "Well, in a nutshell, he wanted me to screw his wife."
"WHAT?" we all chorused. Bunny held up her hand and smiled.
"It wasn't that they were swingers or sex nuts or anything like that. The man had a problem, and when he'd seen us do our thing, the solution came to him in a flash."
Mike grinned, shaking his head and laying down to pillow his head on Bunny's tummy. "He had the reverse of my problem, in a way. When we went to his office, he told his secretary no calls, locked his door and poured out his heart to both of us. He was built about normal, it turned out, but his wife had decided he was too small, and was no longer a man who could satisfy her in bed. She wanted to cut loose, go to sex parties and seek true satisfaction, to use her words to her husband."
"Actually, her problem was just too much money, too much free time to think up imaginary difficulties, between them, to complain about. She had not been to the party where the man met us."
"His idea was to pay us both very well for showing up at his home, as invited guests of the sexually liberated type his wife was bugging him to meet, and in the course of the evening, have a small party. He suggested I be rough with his wife, not hurting her, understand, but enough to convince her that a normal man who truly loved her was someone she should not turn her back to."
"We debated about it," Bunny smiled. "In a way it seemed to us that it would be giving a bad flavor to sex, hiring out to fuck, but we were broke, the man was sincere, and Mike didn't mind that I'd probably have to screw our new friend while he was in the same bed with his wife and Mike. I had mixed feelings about it all, but... well, we decided to do it. When we showed up at his house, Mike's eyebrows shot up a foot! The man's wife was a beauty! About forty-five, I guess, beautifully groomed and dressed, and with a figure that would stop traffic on the busiest street. She was so turned on by what her husband had told her about their guests, she could hardly talk without stuttering."
"And then what happened?" Teresa asked. Mike slid his hands under Bunny's sweater and slowly pulled it up over her tits. We all gasped. She had the most gorgeous bust I had ever seen, full, firm, jutting out proudly, all creamy white, and in the center of each breast was a small, delicately formed pink nipple that cried to be kissed.
"When our friend got his hands on these, when we were all in the sack, he became so engrossed in touching them and squeezing and kissing them he almost forgot to do anything else," Mike said.
"I can see why," Dirk drawled, his voice becoming tight with desire to get his own hands on her fantastic breasts. Mike nuzzled his face, lovingly, between her boobs, and his thumbs each found a stiffening nipple to rub.
I wanted to hear about the sex party they had, before our own party got under way again.
"Well," Mike said, sitting up reluctantly, "to say it was quite an evening would be an understatement. Bunny and the husband got completely naked in the twinkling of an eye. When he felt down between her legs I thought his wife would turn purple with jealousy."
Bunny smiled, remembering. "He ate me like he hadn't had a pussy in his mouth for years. I guessed his wife thought oral sex was nasty, but he certainly didn't. He sucked my pussy with years of stored up hunger for the taste of a cunt, and he had me hanging on the ropes after the first two minutes of fantastic tongue work, down there. Mike had his wife naked and shivering with ecstasy, under his big hands, in spite of her being unable to take her eyes off her husband enjoying himself. I think it came as a shock to her, to see how a woman and a man reacted to the oral bit. Her prudishness and wrong ideas about oral sex underwent a drastic change. She responded, finally, to Mike's lovemaking, but when he put her hand on his cock, up like a rock, she gasped and sat straight up in bed, staring at his thing. Right about then, she temporarily forgot about her husband and me. She played with Mike's cock, stroking him and fondling his tool like she'd found the complete answer to all her problems, but I could see tiny worry lines showing around her eyes. I knew she was thinking about taking him in her pussy, and beginning to have serious doubts about trying to handle someone built like him. Her husband, I swear, never did get around to screwing me, the whole night. He was so completely lost with his own pleasures with his mouth sucking my cunt, he hardly ever even looked over at his wife."
"Until he heard her cry out when I put my cock in her," Mike grinned. "She scooted up toward the head of the bed like she had a red hot poker in her pussy. She wanted to fuck, but she didn't. I took it easy on her. I don't think she ever got more than half of me in her cunt, but she whimpered and sniffled and shook and kept pressing her hands against my stomach, trying to keep from having to take all of me in her. I think she changed her mind, right about then, about swinging and about wanting a bigger cock than her husband had. She finally wiggled out from under me and sat up in her bed, panting and reaching her hand out to her husband. Bunny eased his mouth away from her well-eaten pussy and encouraged him to go to his wife. Well, she spread her legs and her arms to him like he was the original Knight in Shining Armor, loving him and kissing him and fucking him all over that bed, so happy to have her own man between her legs that she couldn't seem to love him enough. I think all her nutty ideas about being dissatisfied went right out the window that night. In fact, she put on quite a show for us, and believe it or not, after the first round with him, she hesitantly suggested he kiss her down there. When Bunny and I slipped out of bed and got dressed, neither of them even knew we had gone."
"Our mailman brought us a beautifully written letter of thanks from them, and a check that made us even with the world again. So you see how something that started out as a joke, by one man for his bared guests, turned into a marriage saving night for two people who'd been heading for the rocks. We felt good about it." Bunny said.
"It looks like, if you could make enough contacts and really wanted to do the sex show bit, you could more than make ends meet that way." I suggested to Mike and Bunny. "Think about it, if you already haven't. It would be better than housebreaking," I grinned at Mike.
"Yeah! I wish I qualified for that kind of work!" Dirk said.
Teresa shifted impatiently on the sofa and reminded us that we still had to punish our night visitor. With her own curiosity to see Mike and Bunny screwing getting the best of her, she turned to me and said, "Wouldn't your father know a lot of wealthy executives who might hire them for the party routine?" she asked.
"I'll bet he would!" I exclaimed. "Well, Mike, are you going to die for us?"
He smiled and nodded. "It's the least I can do, to make up for scaring you in that hallway, Debby. I'm truly sorry about that." He pulled Bunny close to him and eased her sweater up over her head. "Shall we, darling?" he asked her. She grinned and reached for his rising cock. All of us gathered around them on the soft rug, Dolly and Joan reaching out for Dirk and Allen's dicks, but keeping their eyes riveted on Mike's huge tool. Teresa and I lay on our tummies, holding each other's hand, and watched Bunny's mouth come closer and closer to Mike's huge erect weapon.
Chapter Eleven
Bunny had a technique of deep throating Mike that made almost all, of his long, long cock disappear in her mouth and down her throat, and made my eyes round with wonder. She sucked him lovingly and very thoroughly, working on his wide, pulsing cock until he was so stiff I thought he could crack bricks with this thing. When she lay back and raised her knees, all of us scrunched even closer to them to watch her cunt open and take him in. Once he was inside her, Bunny seemed to forget we were there, and I didn't blame her one bit for concentrating all her loving attention on her man. That monster slid in and out of her cunt like a huge, driving piston, making her pussy lips fold inwards and then open like the petals of a flower when he pulled out, only to move into her again and nestle deep in her cunt, jerking and quivering.
She locked her ankles over his back and hugged him tight to her, rocking and fucking him with the easy muscular grace of a lioness.
In a way, I felt disappointed. Except that they were both beautiful, huge people, it was just fucking -- like I'd seen so many times this mad weekend. She handled him as easily as my mom handled my daddy. In her roomy cunt, he was just another super lover. I noticed he made love for her. I mean, he wasn't all hung up on watching his own cock plowing into her, or concerned with getting himself off in a cunt, instead of his own hands. He didn't just screw. He was a wonderful, passionate and very happy lover, and the response he drew from Bunny was simply beautiful to see.
Before Bunny even made it, the first time, Dirk had Dolly under him and Allen was fucking Joan's eager snatch. Six bodies were smoothly screwing, side by side on the soft rug. Teresa had been unable to suppress her desire to get into the action, someway. When Dolly pulled her close to her and showed Terry the tip of her flicking tongue, Terry moaned and promptly eased her cunt down over Dolly's head, straddling her body, presenting a hot box crying to be sucked. Everyone had someone now, but me.
When I watched Mike's huge thing chugging and chugging into its slick home, I decided abruptly to leave the guest house and find my lover. My pussy was so stormed up it couldn't wait for the feel of my father's strong cock parting my pussy lips and sliding into the place where it was truly needed, right now.
When I got to my daddy's bedroom, I saw two packed suitcases sitting outside his door. I suddenly felt very sad, although I knew he would be back and I would have him between my legs again the moment my morn had gotten through greeting him on his return. My mom! Bless her hot little heart. Daddy was her man, after all. He had his hands full, just taking care of her insatiable need for cock. I knew I would have to find my own personal lover, very quickly, or climb the wall in my desperate hunger for love. I knocked on my father's door, this time, instead of just barging in.
My mom was sound asleep in their bed, curled up in a little ball of contentment in the center of the bed. My dad was fully clothed, standing by his dresser checking his notebook of appointments. He looked up and greeted me with a warm kiss and a gentle hug. He looked so bushed my heart went out to him. Mom had really drained my poor daddy! He smiled down at me and whispered, "I have to cut out for the airport, Deb. How about driving me, and bringing the car back? Hop into some clothes and meet me down at the garage."
I nodded and turned reluctantly to get dressed. On the way to the terminal, my father snapped his fingers as a sudden thought came to him. "Debby," he said, rubbing my knee with his warm hand, "I just remembered I asked one of the young agents in my office to meet me at the airport with some last minute plans we sketched put for opening a new agency. I think you'll like him. In fact, I know you will. And, Deb, you know you need a strong man of your own... young, like you. Perhaps..."
He looked over at my face that was beginning to lose its long look. I knee he was trying to cheer me up. I sat close to him and dropped my hand on his crotch, feeling his beautiful tool all soft and tired under my hot hand. "Daddy," I said quietly, "I know you are right. About my getting a boyfriend of my own, I mean. But you aren't saying you'll never make love to me again, are you? Not to have you make love to me any more..." I started to cry.
"Hey, now," he said softly. "We'll get together again when I come home, if you want to. You know that. But I think all my kids should find love the right way. You know very well what I mean. Well, here we are." He swung the big car into the parking lot. We trudged over to the waiting area, peopled with sleepy-eyed early travelers heading for distant cities.
A tall, handsome boy appeared out of the crowd and shook hands with my dad, handing him a small leather travel case bulging with papers. He smiled at me. His eyes were bright and friendly and his manner easy and casual, although I noticed his eyes held for just a moment too long on my nipples showing through the thin blouse I'd grabbed in my haste to get dressed. He told me his name was Roger, and that it was a genuine pleasure to meet the lovely daughter his boss had mentioned so often. When we shook hands, rather formally, his grip was warm and firm and his eyes looked deep into mine in a way that made me stand close to him, with out fingers just barely touching, as he and Daddy chatted briefly about the company plans.
All too soon his flight was announced, and my father was gone! Roger and I stood by the huge glass window, watching the lights of his plane streak up into the sky and become tiny bright points, gleaming like little jewels in the lightening sky. Without realizing it, I was clinging to Roger's arm like a lonely little child. When he suggested we stop at the coffee shop, I was all for the idea. I did not want to be alone. When he mentioned he'd grabbed a cab to the airport, I offered to drive him back to his place, not mentioning that I didn't have a license as yet.
We talked a mile a minute, and by the time we reached his apartment, we were acting as though we had known each other for months. Roger was very easy to like. I found my eyes stealing glances at his crotch, and at his big, strong hands. My pussy was wet, and although I had no definite plans, I could think of no reason to object when he invited me up to his place for breakfast.
Roger moved around his bachelor kitchen with the assurance and know-how of a real gourmet cook, whipping us up a breakfast of fluffy eggs and crisp bacon and hot buttered toast that put Teresa to shame as a cook. We chattered away about work and my school, and before too long, about love and sex, just as though we had been dating for weeks and weeks. We found a dozen excuses to brush against each other. To touch. To stand looking into each other's eyes, and to hold hands while the toast almost burned.
After breakfast he glanced at the clock and said he really should shower and change his clothes and make motions like a rising young business man in our competitive world. I didn't want to give him up, but I couldn't bring myself to be bold and forward and tell him I was so eager to make love with him that my panties were damp and clinging to my pussy. I offered to wait while he showered, and to drive him downtown. He impulsively kissed me thank you, and headed for his bedroom. My fingers went to my burning lips, and then to my moist pussy. I sighed, wondering if the horny party had screwed itself to a reluctant halt, back at our guest house. Roger had the same sense of humor and the same loving manner about him as Mike. I sat down in his living room and flipped through a magazine that might as well have had all blank pages for all I saw in it.
I heard Roger singing in the shower, and tried to imagine his strong body all soapy with suds and his cock -- stop that, I told myself. I heard the water shut off, and then to my horror I heard him yelp and I heard a dull thudding noise in his bathroom. And then -- utter silence! I screamed, "Roger, Roger, what's happened?" and ran to the bathroom, bunting in to skid to a halt and stare at him laying on the soft wooly rug, tangled in the shower curtain, and out like a light bulb. I fell to my knees, crying and dragging him half up on to my lap, holding him and rocking back and forth and kissing his wet face like a little puppy trying to arouse its master. I felt the back of his head with my trembling hands. There was a lump already the size of a goose egg rising under his curly hair. He lay limp in my arms, his eyes closed, breathing shallowly. I didn't know what to do. I had to bring him around! If he had a concussion he had to be gotten to an emergency room pretty darn quick, but I knew I'd never be able to get him dressed or drag his husky frame to the car.
I tried to calm myself down. I had to bring him to. For the first time, I really looked at the naked boy in my arms. And I looked at his cock, first, I'll have to admit. I heard myself give a little gasp of surprise. And joy! He was built as big as my daddy! Even soft! His cock was perfectly formed. Thick, strong looking, without a blemish on his soft skin. His hair was thick and curly, but soft as cotton.
Without thinking, I found my hand curling around him, squeezing it lovingly and stroking it, the clean shiny-pink head of it brushing against my hot palm as I played with him, thinking, if anything, that he should feel my hand on him and arouse himself from his unconscious state.
I felt him stir in my arms. His eyes flickered and then opened, squinting painfully up at the face peering anxiously into his own. In a few seconds his eyes seemed to clear and he became aware of me anxiously jacking his cock into life. His hips sort of quivered and he sighed, stretching out, half on me and half on the soft rug on the bathroom floor. "I honestly believe I have died and gone straight up to heaven," he murmured. "There's an angel holding me and playing with my cock."
I looked down at my hand snugged around his growing shaft. I was stroking him up and down, very firmly now. There was room on the long length of his dick for another hand the size of mine... with cock left over. I actually blushed, but I didn't stop stroking him. "Roger, I couldn't think of anything else to do to bring you around. You must think I'm just awful..."
He grinned up at me, his hand closing over mine, on his cock. "I think you are simply wonderful, Debby," he said. "I also think it will be quite a while before I really and truly come to. Please don't stop frying to help me back to conscious. It's what I want and need very much, right now."
"After taking a thousand showers, why should I be so clumsy and slip and knock myself out when I had someone as sweet and lovely as you waiting for me? I promise, if you'll shower with me, never to fall again. In the shower, I mean."
My nipples were sticking out so far they looked like little fingers pointing at him, under my blouse. He rubbed his nose, against the one nearest him, and breathed in the scent of a young, hot girl falling in love so fast she didn't even know her legs were numb from being doubled under her, supporting half the weight of a very large boy.
I smiled down at him and bent over and our lips pressed together in a long, long kiss that had me struggling for breath before I was able to force myself to sit up straight again. "Roger, sir," I said very formally, "I believe you are now fully conscious and no longer in need of this emergency treatment." I didn't mean a word of the last part.
He grinned up at me and one of his big, warm hands slid up under my blouse to close over my tingling breast. "You are so wrong, nurse," he sighed. "My case is a desperate one, requiring your personal and very close attention for the next twelve hours, at least. I think I should be place in the intensive care ward, in the room next to this one, and that you should not even think of leaving my side -- or of taking your hand away -- until I'm completely out of danger."
I hugged him and kissed him again, moving so my nipple found its way into his mouth. "If anyone is in danger, it's your nurse. But if you think intensive care is what is needed, I guess I'm the only nurse available on the staff, at the moment. Let's put your wet body in bed and cover it... with..."
He struggled to his feet, still holding my hand around his throbbing cock, and rubbing his head very gingerly. "The uniform of this day happens to be birthday suits, nurse. Please comply with hospital regulations. Immediately." He grinned at me, weaving around like he had four martini's in his tummy, but his eyes were bright and fastened firmly on my tits, impatiently waiting to be free of my blouse. I raised my anus, encouraging him to undress me, slowly and deliciously. When my blouse came up over my head, he stood staring at my breasts, his cock rigid and pouring out a flood of love juice from its tiny, tight slit. He slowly went down on his knees, tugging at my skirt until it fell down around my ankles.
His face was just inches from my thatch of hair, and coning closer and closer to me every second. I held my breath, waiting for the touch of his tongue on my erect clitty. He pressed his mouth against me, nuzzling gently into the moist warmth between my legs, his tongue searching inside me and making shock waves spread through my shaking body like ripples in a mill pond. I groaned and opened my legs as much as I could without falling, my hips pressing me against his mouth. His tongue sought the opening to my tight hole and slipped inside just the tiniest bit I couldn't stand to stand there any more. I had to tie down, to hold him tight to me, to tell him how much I needed him and wanted him. I turned and led him into the bedroom, never letting go of his hard tool.
When we lay down on the bed, it seemed the most natural thing in the world to open my legs for his mouth to kiss me and part my wet pussy lips, and to take as much of his hardness into my mouth as I could handle. To me, this wasn't just sex. Not just sucking and licking a horny boy. To my surprise, because everything had happened so quickly, I felt I was in love! I sucked his cock with no driving urgency to feel it jerk and throb its load into my mouth. I didn't care if he ever came. My eyes closed and my mind turned partly inward, thinking about how fantastic his tongue felt, roaming around in nay quivering cunt, and how delicious he tasted to me.
When he turned around and gently eased his body up over mine, I reached down to guide him into me with the positive feeling that I had found the lover who was meant to be mine. I felt my eyes fill up. Hot tears ran down my cheeks. He thought he was hurting me, and pulled back to look anxiously down into my eyes. I locked my legs around him, pulling him tightly to me. "Darling, I'm O.K. Just suddenly wiped out by all this love I feel, with you. Don't stop. Let me have all of you. Deep inside. Yes... like that. Oh! Roger. I'm the luckiest girl in the whole world. If you knew how much I need you."
He held me tightly and kissed me into silence, pushing himself into me with a wonderful strength that made me limp, but still heating up inside with a warm glow I had never felt before. My hands stole down to press his hips against me. The pace of our love increased. He stroked into me more and more deeply, filling me to bursting and making my skin ripple with wave after wave of goosebumps. We fucked faster and faster, feeling our nerves demand their release from all the tension of the past hour, when love began to make us starry-eyed, back in the kitchen.
My orgasm made my heels beat on his bed in a wild outburst of passion that made his arms lock me tight to him as he came and came in me, filling my cunt with a bursting, scalding rush that kept me clinging to him like I was drowning in a wild, crashing sea of towering waves that finally tumbled me up onto a warm golden beach, gasping and shuddering my pleasure out loud for him to hear.
He didn't go soft! And I didn't let him slip away from me. After just a minute, his hips began to move against me again. I groaned and locked him tightly to me. Our need was so great we didn't stop making love until we were too exhausted to do anything but lie limply in each other's arms and kiss and stroke each other with tender hands that couldn't seem to press us closely enough together.
We lay in each others arms the rest of the morning, rousing from a half-sleep, now and then, to talk in low, loving voices, telling each other about ourselves -- our past, our mutual need for someone like we had unexpectedly found, someone to pour our heart out to, someone to hold and to love forever. My pussy never got even a little bit sore, and Roger was up and ready every time I wiggled myself under his warm body and reached to put him back into me.
We left his big bed only to fumble around in the kitchen for food and cups of hot strength-giving coffee, and then we tumbled back into bed to stretch out deliciously warm and relaxed, touching from our lips to our toes, joined the way two lovers find their way into each other's bodies. When I would drift off to sleep for a few moments, and dream of my lover, his face was Roger's face, not my daddy's. I remembered what my father had told me, on the way to the airport. I had done exactly what he suggested, not knowingly or willfully, but it had happened. Roger was my lover, and I was his woman. His woman! Yes, I was a woman, now. The little girl who used to play with her itchy pussy in front of her mirror was gone forever. In her place was the luckiest female ever to hold her man close to her wildly beating heart and feel the rigid proof of his love, deep inside her wait.
My daddy's cock was special, but Roger's cock belonged to me forever.
