Wanda Falcon felt exactly like the slut she was, and she thought for a moment about why she liked the sound of that word, why it felt good to whisper to herself. Women in her social position who spoke properly only dared to use it in hushed tones to gossip about their worst enemy. Maybe it was their hypocrisy that brought a sultry smile to her full sensuous mouth.
In complete control, she put her XKE into a four-wheel drift around the corner onto a graded dirt road; there was no rush, because she had allowed more than enough time. Jack had kept the sedan, giving her, Todd, and Tina the use of the machine she adored, and which she handled with such skill. It was a natural gesture for Jack, her husband of less than two years. He stayed in El Centro in the blazing heat, running the farm machinery business he had spent years building and commuting to Brawley ten miles away, while she and his children enjoyed the benefits of his toil at their vacation house on the Salton Sea.
What a great looking guy he was ... at nearly fifty, he still had a great body -- and knew it. He also knew his failings, which he was mature enough to confide in his passionate young wife. He didn't find such talk easy, but once -- with a few Scotches under his belt -- he brought himself to tell her the truth and beg for help. That's why they were already there in June, instead of July as they had planned.
Although she didn't make a big thing of it, there was a certain amount of relief when she found that she was not the only one in the marriage with some far-out ideas. And his were taboo by every law of man and nature. Still she could understand how he felt about Tina.
Tina was a gorgeous girl. .. not in the ordinary pretty sense, but voluptuously, excitingly beautiful, and she was only fifteen . .. and his own daughter!
Wanda smiled to herself, tugging at her flimsy little skirt to pull it under her thighs so they wouldn't stick so badly to the leather upholstery as she bumped along the road. She thought for a second about how much hotter still it was where Jack was. She felt very much in control. She was driving on their very own private roadway that led from the Interstate 8 to the cottage. Only Kaleb and his family lived on their land at the end of the road ... Kaleb Johnson. Lord, the thought of him was enough to run shivers down her back, even in the heat.
It was a name she had heard numbers of times .. . Kaleb Johnson. Jack had often spoken of him with a weird kind of respect, then went on to say that he looked after his place near
Brawley. Now, he, with his twin sons, was clearing the land along the lake in preparation for the speed boat dock Jack wanted built for water skiing. That very morning she had said to him, "Save that tamarisk, Mr. Johnson. It'll hide the dock and still give us a nice view of the lake."
"If the Lord wills it, Mrs. Falcon, it will stay," he had answered, his booming voice sounding like it came from an echo chamber.
And she hadn't answered. She stared a moment at him, then quietly left.
Now, in a very few minutes, she was planning to seduce his teenaged son! Lord, the utter madness of it, she thought, trying to understand what made her so cock-sure. Then the words themselves -- "cock-sure" -- returned the wry smile to those lips which for a minute had been tensed with questioning. It was lust, of course it was, but she wasn't ashamed. It wasn't perversion. She would not, under any circumstances, try to seduce her own step-son, Todd. She had drawn the line there in her own mind and would not step over it.
Lord! It didn't hurt anyone, did it? Kaleb's boys were young and vibrant, with hard virile members that were eager to be sucked down into the depths of her throat, so she could taste their sperm . .. their young fresh cum . . . ! The ultimate . . . their screaming moment of youthful ejaculation! And if that was perversion, then she was walking a tight rope, balancing the curse of her depravity. She wasn't sure.
A week ago she had reached the disquieting age of-thirty; her frosted hair, tanned body, and youthful proportions did much to hide the truth. Wanda was fully conscious of her erotic charms.. .,in fact, hadn't she used them with tormenting success among the male members of the Desert Country Club? And once she had to pay the price too, but she refused to let the memory of that one ghastly episode spoil her quiet moments of sexual anticipation ... !
Both were such good-looking boys ... Bruin and Brian Johnson ... identical twins of perhaps fifteen. Husky, young, sandy-haired Adonises, she could have cared less which one came along. The presence, or perhaps the absence, of the burn mark on Brian's arm would let her know who was who. And there was little doubt that her clever ploy would work; at least well enough to get things started. The rest, as. always, would rely on her ability as a seductress. In a way she enjoyed the game as much as the sex act itself.
Since their own arrival at the cottage two days ago, when she found the father and sons there working, Wanda had felt the forbidden desire for their youthful bodies growing within her. While her stepdaughter and son spent their time on the ski boat, she had occupied a chaise-longue on the terrace where she could tan her lushly ripened breasts by removing the straps of her bikini top and slipping the brassiere down to the top edge of her nipples. She studied and admired the movements of the boys as they worked, and was aware of the adolescent desire apparent in the furtive glances which she pretended not to notice. She knew she had turned them on. At the same time she feared the tight-lipped smirk of their father when she happened to catch his eye. That wiry thin man terrified her; still, she could not let his Puritanism wreck her plan.
She had found out yesterday that every day one of the boys drove their pickup truck home around ten o'clock in the morning, and again around two-thirty in the afternoon. The reason for the early trips, Wanda assumed, was to pick up their hot lunches; while in the afternoon, one of them drove Anna, their sixteen year old sister, into Imperial for the groceries. It was the afternoon trip that would be easier, and that would allow the most time for what she had in mind...
And right now Wanda realized the moment was near. She brought the XK-E to a stop on the ditch bank some thirty yards from the narrow farm road that marked the limit between cultivated land and the natural desert brush. A glance in the rearview mirror showed no sign of the truck so far. A warm wave of physical excitement was already rising in an implacable tide up between her thighs. She opened the door and got out, the dry desert air playing gently with her silver-streaked brown hair. The heat of the day added to the warmth already present in her eager body. Without hesitation, she started to drain the gas tank.
Anna Johnson had decided to walk up along the ditch bank to meet her brother it was such a lovely day and she enjoyed wandering alone through the chaparral. Besides, she needed its calming effect. She had left the house and its dull surroundings early to allow herself extra time for this tiny pleasure which even her prudish father could find no way to deny her. And once among the tamarisks and the yucca, her depression usually lifted immediately.
She was a strangely pretty girl for sixteen, even in the Thrift Shop clothes which her penny-pinching father made her wear, not only to save money, but to hide the enticing contours of her firm young body. She did the best she could to re-style them along the lines of what other girls were wearing; taking them in at the waist, and raising the hem as far as her courage allowed. For some reason, Kaleb didn't ever make her undo them, even though he obviously noticed. She would occasionally find his curiously disturbing eyes watching her, especially when he went over his limit of two beers.
While her brothers had inherited their mother's solid build, Anna had inherited her petite frame from her father's side of the family. Her hair was long and wispy, a style which was fashionable now, and one that her father accepted because it was plain. Her complexion was flawless, and her long lashes needed no mascara to frame her almost lavender eyes. They were eyes that would have seemed romantic and hopeful, were they not dulled by the fearfulness and insecurity of her narrow-minded father.
She could barely remember her mother who had died ten years before in that very same shabby little house. But what Anna could piece together in her mind of that dear woman was the exact opposite of what her father would have her and her brothers believe ... that is, that their mother had taken an over-dose rather than live a God-fearing life as a mother and a wife ... and it was during his beer-busts that he rambled on about it, spitting his self-righteousness at the three of them, almost accusing them of some perverted or immoral act, while his own wild eyes devoured the nubile young body of his daughter in a way that made her feel embarrassed and sometimes even ashamed. Then he would go up to Palm Springs for a few days.
In fact, Anna even started condemning herself for allowing her own body to become excited. When the warm feeling would unexpectedly start pulsing up between her legs as she lay in bed at night, she would softly stroke the moist and sensitive flesh inside her tight young vaginal slit... stroking and caressing in narcissistic excitement until the tremendous rushing release came to her ... But she didn't make a habit of it, and recently she had forced herself to control it; her walks through the brush helping whenever she felt the mounting urge. That was one of the reasons she left the house early today to meet whichever of the twins would come to drive her into Imperial. Already she had begun to relax.
The narrow, two-lane farm roads made a curve from behind her father's house to the private Falcon road about a quarter of a mile away, leaving a small piece of desert for snakes and other desert creatures. Anna strolled leisurely, feeling comfortable at last. She would be O.K. now she was sure, at least until tonight in the darkness of her bedroom where she would have to fight the feeling again ...
Abruptly the young girl halted as she heard an odd noise in front of her. Cocking her head to one side she waited. It sounded like water, a gurgling! Then she caught sight of the dark green sports car parked beside the private road. It was the Falcon car, the long low expensive Jaguar XK-E that Todd and Tina Falcon had been driving when she saw them yesterday afternoon in Imperial. And that was Mrs. Falcon standing near the rear bumper. What was she doing? ... A flat tire, perhaps ... ? But no... What in the name of heaven ... ? She was standing near the gas tank, and the ground around was all wet...! Maybe she had driven over a rock and torn out the gas tank!
Interested, Anna moved behind a tamarisk tree to hide as she watched. The memory of Todd Falcon, the day before, and his quiet good looks was on her mind. He couldn't be much over seventeen and was just home from Mexico where he .had been studying archeology, his unapproachable sister had said proudly while she clung to his arm. This open show of affection had surprised her; mostly, she imagined, because her own father would look on it as a sure sign of an incestuous relationship. Now, as she watched Mrs. Falcon turn around and smile to herself, she noticed that she was wiping grease off her hands with a Kleenex. Anna realized that she was as strikingly beautiful as her blonde-haired stepdaughter... Obviously she was not her real mother. She was too good-looking herself... perhaps twenty-five or so ... and
Anna had seen Mr. Falcon when he had come to their house right after buying the Salton Sea place to ask her father to look after it for him. Wow, he was old enough, it seemed, to be her father... !
Whatever it was she had been doing with the car made no sense to Anna, and with the inherent curiosity of a teenager, she decided to stay around and find out.
Wanda didn't have long to wait before the Johnson's white El Camino appeared. Quickly she kicked dry dirt to cover the gas leak on the ground, then took a pose with one hand on her hip in disgust. As the pickup approached, it slowed down and stopped. She looked over with a big smile and greeted the sandy-haired boy with the clean white T-shirt who quickly jumped out of the stopped car. She saw no scar on his arm; it was Bruin.
"Trouble, Mrs. Falcon?"
"Wouldn't you know I'd run out of gas miles from the nearest station?" Wanda said. "God, am I lucky to find you! I was afraid no one would come for hours."
The sun-tanned boy answered with a bashful grin, "No problem, ma'am, we always carry a spare five gallons," he said, quickly getting the plastic container from the rear of the truck.
My Lord, he was such a desirable young boy! Wanda thought, her warm gray eyes devouring his youthful masculinity at close range, while she held out her well-manicured hands in a typical gesture of female helplessness. "Honestly, I don't know, Bruin," she said, clearly pronouncing his name to establish intimacy, and to assure him that she knew which of the twins she was speaking to. The reaction she saw, even as he held his head low with embarrassment, indicated that she had said the right thing by recognizing him.
"I'll put it in," he stuttered, rubbing the palms of his hands against the khaki wash pants that covered his strong youthful thighs. "Y-You just take it easy and I'll have the tank filled in a couple of minutes."
For a moment Wanda watched quietly, noticing how capable he was. She handed him the keys and pointed out the cover to the hidden gas cap so he wouldn't have to hunt around for it and thereby disclose his lack of experience with fancy foreign sports cars. The excitement increased inside Wanda at his every movement. She was hardly aware of the tiny lascivious smile reflecting off her wetly parted lips, or the mounting gleam visible in her eyes as they watched the powerfully developing muscles of his tanned arms below the tiny sleeves of his T-shirt. Then, as he struggled nervously with the can's long slender nozzle, trying to start the flow of gas into the tank, she could only think of how the flexible nozzle resembled a penis; and she wondered if the innocent teenaged boy's self-consciousness would make it equally difficult for him to put his virile young cock inside her when the time came. Then as he lifted the can to let the last few drops of gasoline run into the tank, she saw the golden thatch of hair in his armpit, and the erotic sight caused additional fermentations to race through her moistly throbbing vagina.
"You're a darling to do this for me, Bruin," she said, her words immediately making even his tanned face blush once again. "Maybe . .. maybe I can do something to repay you ..."
"Heck . . . that isn't right, Mrs. Falcon," he managed. "Pa would sure be mad at me if I didn't help a lady, especially you, Mrs. Falcon." Then, looking at her, he quickly added, "But that's not the reason ... I mean, well, I'm glad to be of help to you . . . like this, that is ... "
Wanda couldn't help but smile openly at his embarrassment. "I know exactly what you mean, Honey." She paused intentionally for a moment. "But... do you know what I mean . . . ?"
Again he looked up at her from his position over the gas tank, his clean-cut face blank at first, its expression of curiosity and confusion reminding her that he was just a kid, and that in her lust for him, she was moving too quickly . . .
But with every passing moment, Bruin's mind was regaining its ability to reason. His hands began to get a grip on the stubborn gas cap, while his brain tried to grasp what he had just heard.
What the hell had she meant? The funny look in her eyes. . . that sensuous smile on her anxious face .. .and if he turned around again, and looked at her sitting on the ground against the stump of a fallen tree, he knew he would be looking right up in under that flimsy skirt she was wearing, because he just had! Jeez! He'd seen the soft tan flesh of her naked thighs and the tiny film of black panties covering her pussy. She had to know it too! God, Pa would kill him if he ever ... !
"Tell me, Honey, is your dad as rough as he seems?" he heard her question softly.
Bruin didn't move his fixed eyes from the gas cap cover that he. was finally closing, but he answered her. "Pa has his own ideas about life ... and yeah, they are strict."
"Does he allow you to go out with girls ... or Anna to date boys?"
That caused him to turn his head around, and he was looking right up between her legs again before he could tear his eyes away and force them upward to her beautiful face. "Pa doesn't believe in dating. He says .. . says it's a corrupt society's way of inciting the youth of our great nation to revolt against the word of the Lord." He couldn't hide the bitterness he felt which was now magnified by the strain he was under. He added sarcastically, "He thinks it's all a Russian plot to destroy the United States and God along with it!"
Wanda sensed a fury in the youth far deeper than she ever expected. She had been right about the unreasonable hate of that supposedly God-loving man. He was a fanatic ... more to be feared than loathed. But... but she wasn't about to let the older man's unreasoning wrath stab at the heart of her seduction plans!
The attitude of defiance of this delicious young boy was enough to let her know Bruin was ready ... and what was more, she would stake her life that he was still a virgin! Lord! What a thrill to add his name to her list of youthful conquests . .. !
"Do you believe these things, Bruin dear?" she spoke directly across to him.
He couldn't think of words to answer her. He came closer, to a place from which he could easily see the narrowing portion of her smooth black panties that snugly encased the curling pussy hair up between her beautifully shaped legs. Sure, he had accidentally caught glances of his sister without her brassiere, or in the shower, and he had noticed the frizzy little hair starting to grow up between her legs, but that was different! Anna was a Johnson!
But this beautiful married woman . .. whatever she was . . . maybe even a work of the devil, as Pa said ... was leading him toward something he physically wanted and needed! Jeez, he was human, wasn't he?
Slowly, Wanda got to her feet and moved close to take his hand "You, darling . . . both of you . .. your brother and yourself, I'm going to be your girlfriend. You need me, baby, need me bad before your dad destroys your whole life," she said, knowing that every suggestive word she breathed into his ear was having the intended result. In her own body the warm sensation of conquest and desire began to spread and intensify until it was a pulsating fire from her thighs to her belly. Never before had she experienced such a violently perfect feeling before a seduction of a young boy.
"Hand me the keys, Darling. Then, well go down that little road there... Will it be all right...?"
"There ... there's a place to park," Bruin neard himself say, all too aware of his painfully throbbing cock cramped between his thigh and the tightness of his pants. He started to say more, but then she saw the movement that he had just felt in his pants, so she edged close until her full rounded breasts were brushing his chest. He watched her hand slowly lower. Then, as it touched his growing hardness, even with the cloth between, the teenager realized that he'd never before experienced such a jolt of utter intensity. And then, she leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, a moist warm kiss that almost made his knees buckle.
"You lead the way, lover," she said to give him confidence, "and I'll follow." Her breath, like some sweet desert fragrance, was everywhere around him ...
In the beginning, when Bruin had first driven up, Anna had been little more than confused. Mrs. Falcon was pretending she was out of gas. But why, the sixteen-year-old girl could not figure out. It didn't make much sense to drain your own gas tank. Unless . . . ? Oh God! Could Mrs. Falcon be planning to ... to ... ?
Anna had camouflaged herself between two trees. She watched, hardly hearing any words, and relying more on what she saw. Something strange was taking place and she was the only witness. Dear heavenly Lord! Pa would kill him if... if... ! But that was crazy! Bruin would never ... or ... or would he? Bruin, Brian .. .were they much different than she was when they were alone in their room at night?
For a moment, she wondered . ..
By now the car blotted out their bodies, but it was low enough to expose their faces; so Anna could observe the teasing kisses. She picked at the cuticle of her nails unconsciously. Something forbidden . . . something terrible .. . something exciting and beyond belief was going to happen! She watched each of them climb into their vehicles, then Bruin drove the truck out around the car, leading the way and turning down along a ditchbank. Like a shadow, Anna clung to one of the trees, as Mrs. Falcon followed and Bruin led the way to the parking spot. He turned in and stopped his motor. Then Mrs. Falcon pulled up beside him, and Anna could see Bruin walk from his El Camino to the XK-E.
In her young lifetime, Anna had never known such a feeling of excitement and foreboding. Something evil, terrible, but erotically beautiful was about to happen before her very eyes, and she wondered if she would have the courage to witness it... wondered, as she moved like some frightened desert animal from tree to tree, what her reactions would be when she saw it happen ... for by now she was sure it was going to!
When he climbed into her car, he said, "I'm in a hurry, Mrs. Falcon. I don't have much time. I'm supposed to take Anna shopping in Imperial! Jeez, what'll I say to her?"
"Tell her you were out with your girlfriend, Darling... or would you rather that I told her myself?"
"Oh... oh Jeez, you don't understand," he said, fidgeting in the low car seat.
Wanda came at him then, her arms outstretched to engulf him, and he made no move. She drew him to her and kissed his mouth while her hand reached down to tenderly feel and caress his virile hardness at the already swollen front of his trousers. She felt his body jerk to the intimate touch of her hand, a gasp escaping him, and she slipped her tiny tongue-tip into his mouth, her thumb and forefinger tracing the length and thickness of his stiffened young penis.
Wild sensations of lurid delight churned in Wanda's groin at the feel of his rigid member; and as he trembled in her arms beneath her kisses and her exploring fingers, she began to deftly unzip his fly, her warm soft hand easing slowly inside to find the hot throbbing rod of flesh, and release it from the prison that his pants had become.
"Oh damn . . .!" Bruin choked, the unbelievable spasms convulsing his whole body at the forbidden lewd contact of her warm, velvety hands were more than he could bear. Jeez, he felt like crying, "P-Pa ... he'll kill us both ... !"
"No, darling," Wanda whispered reassuringly, "he won't do anything, because he's not going to know. It's going to be your and my secret... no one else's . .. And now, Baby, I'm going to bring it out. . . play with it and kiss it for you .. . lick it with my tongue ... even suck it with my mouth! Would you like that, my little baby ... to have me suck it for you ....?"
"Oh . .. oh Jeez!" Bruin groaned, his handsome young face contorted in the building agony of his juvenile lust. "Y-Yes .. . yes, I want you to! Go ahead! Mrs. Falcon, please......suck it!"
Anna had dropped to her knees and crawled like an animal to the edge of the bush-lined embankment above the ditchbank, and from her secret hiding place, she could look straight down into the open window of the sports car. Although she could not see above their shoulders, the lower portions of both their bodies were completely visible to her; and since she was so close, she could even hear some of their conversation!
"Oh, Bruin darling... it's a beautiful cock . . . it's so velvety," Mrs. Falcon gasped in her sultry voice.
Anna sensed every muscle in her own aroused young body grow rigid. The lascivious remark with its dirty four-letter word registered in her mind, and she lay there motionless in wild-eyed disbelief. My Lord, that woman had her brother's pants open and was holding his . . . his thing in her hand . .. ! It... it was stiffened right out straight. . . the way she had seen both of her brothers' several times when they were younger.. . and . . . Mrs. Falcon was stroking it. .. moving her studied hand up and down to slide its outer layer of flesh back and forth, exposing its reddish swollen head every time she drew her hand down!
Anna could scarcely breathe, with the knot which terror had formed in her throat. Her mouth was bone-dry, and her eyes started to burn from the strain of squinting in the brilliant desert sun. My God, was it possible? Was it really happening .. . ? Ooohhh ... Pa would murder him in cold blood . . . both of them . . . !
"I-I'm scared . . . scared, Mrs. Falcon!" Bruin blurted out, his frightened voice clearly reaching Anna's ears. "My sister's waiting . . . it's getting late . .. and Pa's going to find out. . . !"
"Now, now, baby, you just relax . . . Wanda's going to make you the happiest boy in the world," Anna heard Mrs. Falcon purr, and then she saw the woman draw up her tiny skirt and part her full firm thighs, then pull at the lace edging of her filmy panties. When she pulled the little strip to one side, Anna could see the dark hair-covered slit of her vagina . . . and she was putting Bruin's hand right on it. . . inside it! "There ... I'll bet you've never felt a girl's pussy before, have you? Now... I'm going to suck your cock for you, darling, while you feel around and play with me there. . . and later, maybe I'll get up on top of you and let you put your wonderful penis in me there . . . Would you like that, little lover? Have you ever fucked a girl.. . ?"
Anna almost gasped aloud at the obscene sight and the nasty sounds that accompanied it. She was exposing herself to forbidden deeds and filthy four-letter words that she had never heard pronounced before. She even wondered how she knew what they meant!
"Jeez, no! I-I've never done it to anybody!" Bruin mumbled in a husky voice.
"Nor had it sucked by a girl.. . ?"
"No ... not by anyone ... honest!"
"But you want me to, don't you, darling . . . ?"
"Ohh ... oh Jeez, I don't know ... yes ... I guess so . . . !" As she watched eagerly, Anna saw her brother's hand and fingers start to move in an exploring fashion in the hair-lined furrow up between Mrs. Falcon's open thighs! He ran his index finger in fascination where her sun tan ended and the natural whiteness began. She gasped with faint breath as her brother's hands spread open the hair-fringed lips of her vagina, then slipped into the pink, wetly glistening flesh. A twinge of excited tingles spread from Anna's own belly downward between her tender thighs, as if someone's fingers were entering her there! Oh God! She barely dared to breathe for fear she would be discovered ... Again, her gaze centered on her brother's hardened rod of flesh that Wanda Falcon held gently between thumb and forefinger at its base, later moving down to caress his testicles beneath! An uncontrollable burst of womanly passion seized the peering young virgin, as thoughts of this woman's stepson, Todd Falcon, and what his thing would look like. Would he have more hair than Bruin had there? Would his... his balls be as big . .. and . .. and his thing as long and thick ... ?
As always, delectable sensations of unspeakable joy fluttered through Wanda's quivering belly and cunt while the excited young boy's exploring fingers played. Her yearning gray eyes were riveted to his virile young cock beneath. It was even more sizeable than she had dared hope for .. . perhaps five inches and thick for its length. Its bulbous head was a rich satiny purple at the tip where the tiny moist split creased it, and the hood of its pale youthful foreskin hid the enticing delicacy and gave it all an air of secret treasure.
God, he was really a young Apollo, with his golden public hair, and his tight, rounded, velvety balls! She couldn't bear to put it off any longer! She had to suck it until it exploded, squirting its hot, fresh young nectar into her mouth and throat! Nothing else mattered!
Emotionally, Bruin Johnson was somewhere between screaming out every obscenity he could think of, and crying like a baby! His groin ached and his cock throbbed unmercifully from the older woman's taunting hands, while his brain overflowed with immature lust at the sight and feel of her wetly heated pussy flesh beneath his fingers!
He had never before been even close to examining the secrets between a girl's legs, but God knows how he had wondered about it and wished it were possible. The thoughts alone had always been enough to set him off until he stroked his cock to release... and hating himself after for the sinful act of casting his seed upon the ground... a vile and wicked sin, his Pa said. .. but here he was, with his fingers actually right inside the moist warmth of a woman's cunt... and the woman actually wanted him to do it, while she played with his cock!
Oh Jeez! If Pa didn't find out and kill him, it would be a miracle! His soul would go straight to hell; he knew that for sure! On top of the lewdness of what they were doing, she was a married woman! He was breaking commandments and committing unforgivable sins left and right.. . but man, he couldn't help himself! The exciting feel of her hot naked flesh and silken pussy hair was a dream come to life! He'd like to bury his face right in it.. . shove his tongue between those soft, wetly throbbing cuntal lips and taste the little wet drops he saw there! It was the most magnetic, provocative sight he had ever seen in his life .. . !
"Are you ready, darling?" he heard her whisper as she continued to stroke his wildly excited penis. "I'm going to take your long, hard cock in my mouth and suck it now, so I'll have to move my pussy away for awhile, but I'll bring it back so that you can play with it later ..."
She was smiling at him .. . the most beautiful smile he had ever seen in his life! Jeez, he was lost forever! He loved her... at least, at that moment, he did ... but he was afraid it would change after he shot out his stuff... !
She squirmed in the seat which was too cramped for comfort, moving over out of the reach of his hand so that she could lower her head into his lap, and as he watched her in lustful, tormented anticipation he subconsciously brought his damp fingers to his nose and inhaled, the intoxicating vaginal aroma which caused his cock to jerk even more wildly in her gently massaging hand.
"Ooooooh! Hurry, Mrs. Falcon, suck it will you? Suck it. I can't stand it any longer," he groaned and then moved in lewd, unbelievable delight as her wetly ovalled lips slowly slid down over the burgeoning head of his cock!
CHAPTER TWO
When Kaleb Johnson was ten years old he had taken some change from the petty cash fund at the store. He had seen the money lying on the roll-top desk in that stark room where his father, the village grocer, prepared his accounts and without considering what might happen, he had dropped the coins into his pocket. Of course, he was accused; and he admitted what he had done without trying to make up an excuse. But from that day on, every day before school his father led him to the cellar and beat him with a razor strap, an act which the sadistic man enjoyed, though he claimed to be doing it in the name of God as rightful punishment for the boy's unpardonable sin. This continued until Kaleb was seventeen and an amazingly strong boy for his lean build.
The tight-lipped man with the clenched fist and furrowed brow was never able to live a day when his mind did not recall countless times those anguished memories, even now while he struggled to haul out the felled trees and brush which represented the morning's work. He had long ago accepted the idea that he would burn in hell for all eternity .. . not for the money he had stolen as a boy, but for the vengeful beating he had finally given his father on his eighteenth birthday, a beating that had led to the man's death shortly after.
Never had there been the slightest regret in his soul for what he had don. But he had done it and he must eventually answer for his sin with his eternal soul. Even so, he had pledged that his children would follow in the path of the Lord, and that he would spend the rest of his days doing menial labor while trying to stamp out evil wherever he saw it rearing its ugly, wicked head .. . and there was no doubt that he saw it in the worldly face and seductive body of that Falcon woman!
For the moment he was not sure about Tina -- her stepdaughter -- for there was a sweetness about her pretty young face that confused him. Even though she covered her nymphlike body with bits of cloth that were hardly garments, she did not parade herself before his sons or himself like a wanton hussy the way Jack Falcon's young wife had done for the past few days. Still, the way in which the girl stayed so near her brother indicated the worst kind of the devil's work. Why even at that very moment they were together, alone by the lakeshore.
Momentarily, the angular man paused to wipe his forehead and glance about for his son. He saw Brian bare to the waist dragging the tamarisk he had just felled. Lifting his angry eyes skyward, Kaleb judged the time of day by the location of the sun. His wide forehead wrinkled with worry. Bruin had been gone over an hour; he should be back. It took almost no time to pick up Anna and drive into Imperial for a few groceries and their mail.. . unless they were up to other things. God forbid! He'd kill them if he ever learned that such evil took place under his roof!
He ran his tongue across his parched lips and held tightly to the axe handle. Anna was strong-willed like he was, he figured, and not likely to be swayed by lust; but the boys, he was afraid, had inherited too much of the weak strain from their mother, a woman whose mere remembrance could hurl him into a fury!
Quickly he began to swing the axe once again with fierce and powerful strokes, the feverish pace and the heat of the sun helping him to sweat out the wave of rage that had suddenly overtaken him ...
She had died ten years ago when he was forty and she almost thirty. He had never said the word "love" to her in their seven years of marriage; he was a cursed man without right to feelings, and somehow he felt it was her lot to share his fate. But she had been a chicken-hearted bitch, leaving him when he had needed her most to lead their children according to God-fearing paths of the Almighty, as he had vowed that he would ...
He recalled how when she started getting the back pains, he had been sure she was trying to avoid performing her womanly obligations. For the first time ever in their lives together, he had heard her cry that night when he rammed his penis into her dry and constricted vagina ... by morning she was dead! Heart failure, the doctor said, but he knew the man knew better. She had taken an overdose of pills to escape her responsibility to him.
She had loathed him that much, ever since the day he had conned her father into an agreement to marry her by pretending to have big money. But her hatred hadn't bothered him; he expected that. And he had made her read the Bible. In return, all he had demanded was that she perform her wifely functions in the kitchen and in the bedroom; but the dirty bitch had deserted him by taking the sleeping pills. He was sure of that.
His rage mounting, Kaleb Johnson slashed the tamarisk with even greater fury. The vile woman with her selfish suicide had made him into an even more damnable man; for he blamed her for his occasional trips to Palm Springs some fifty miles to the north, and the foul lecherous thoughts that filled his head as he gazed at his own young daughter, Anna, when the need to relieve his frustrations became overwhelming. God damn the bitch! He hoped she would awake in her grave to die again, and again, and again, to punish her for the wretched sinner she had made of him!
Even the whores he bought in Palm Springs for fifty bucks a night reminded him of her, and he would fuck them harder and harder and harder -- unmercifully ... until his prick was sore and dry; and they would cry from the painful fucking. This, in a sense, gave him some sick pleasure, for the naked whore would become his wife whom he despised, and he could dole out her punishment in the way most revolting to her ... the frigid slut!
Once more, the tortured man paused, out of breath as he drew his muscular forearm across his forehead and raised his eyes to the sun. Where was that boy? God, could it be possible ... ? He looked toward Brian's tanned, muscular young body and watched the lean sinews as the boy worked industriously. Both he and his brother were filled with lust, he knew that, just as his daughter was cursed with the deceiving wantonness of her sex, however strong-willed she might be. Enough of her mother's genes were in the girl's body to weaken the strength of his own blood line. And as close an eye as he had kept on all of them, there could well be incestuous desire amongst them! In God's name, he could murder them all if he thought it was true! Still, he had never seen the slightest indication that it was ... it was hard to tell.
But where in hell was that boy . . . ?
CHAPTER THREE
Anna lay flat on her belly behind the concealment of wild brush, her thighs tight together, reflexes causing her to exercise pelvic pressure, forcing her tingling little pubic mound downward against the hardened earth. She did it in uninitiated rhythmic movements, sensing the moisture that dampened the thin crotch band of her panties, as well as the prickles caused by the bits of brush she was lying on. Realization brought a blush into her cheeks and shame at the thought of her personal lewd excitement in watching the illicit sexual escapade of her own brother. She made herself stop her immoral movements and tried to think of one of her father's prayers that she could say to save Bruin, but she couldn't even ... remember one, nor would she have said it if she could.
Her own unholy sensations at the sight of their forbidden sex games was like a boiling witch's brew scalding her loins and searing away everything Pa had ever told her. The hell fire of blazing passion was spreading through her, confusing, delicious, and frightening, and she would have known no way to fight it... even if she had wanted to! Wanda Falcon's use of those magic words and her lurid aggressiveness were sensuously bewitching Anna.
The beautiful woman was almost raping Bruin! And ... and perhaps that was the way you had to do it when you wanted a particular guy! Yet... she was gently seducing him at the same time!
Anna stared in amazed fascination as Wanda Falcon continued to stroke her brother's hardened penis tenderly, lovingly, sliding the loose skin up and down its youthful shaft in a lurid teasing way ... and then, she saw the woman's head for the first time ... and upside down ... as it lowered over his long hard thing; her heavy hair skimming his tight abdomen. Her face was flushed and her mouth was only an inch above the satiny, swollen head!
It struck Anna that she was truly going ahead with it! For the dozenth time, her own breath held in her throat. The beautiful woman was actually going to put her mouth on Bruin's flesh down there!. Mrs. Falcon's pink tongue flicked out right before her, its tip boring the tiniest bit into the damp slit at the end of Bruin's penis! She heard her brother whimper uncontrollably, and saw his compulsive spasms; then his seductress brought her mouth down to it and enclosed the entire pulsating head in what had to be a warm, tantalizing pressure of wet female lips.
Anna gasped as Bruin moaned loudly, thrusting his pelvis up in response, shoving his ... his cock ..'. deeper between her open receptive lips which closed over the sensitive glans! Dear Lord, she still couldn't believe it, even as she watched Todd Falcon's mother's lush pink hps tighten like an elastic band around the jerking rod of hard flesh just below its head, hungrily taking it into her mouth as if it were a stick of deliciously sweet candy she was about to devour!
Lord, she was so hot and wet between her own thighs ... shamefully so, Anna realized, still staring at the older woman's beautiful, ovaled mouth sucking on Bruin's cock. She watched studiously in lust-incited captivation as Mrs. Falcon's thick hair partly obstructed her view. She sucked up off its tip, then licked with her pink, moist tongue, brushing it in tiny strokes all over, from its base along its underside to its coronal ridge that was viscid arid protruding from its pulled-back foreskin ... washing, playing, and caressing it with every lapping stroke, then back down to its base and below to the soft flesh of his balls, saliva dribbling excitedly down her cheek as she licked his young sperm-filled sac with damp, sweepingly teasing strokes.
Anguished thoughts of her father continued to flash in Anna's sensually stimulated brain, unwanted terror-filled thoughts of his uncontrollable wrath should he ever learn of the incredible, licentious orgy between her teenage brother and the mother Of the children next door which was taking place right before her eyes. But the wild tingling sensations the forbidden spectacle was causing to rise in her own virginal young belly and up between her hot thighs clouded his presence from her mind. Instead, in a growing fantasy of her own, she saw the woman's stepson Todd Falcon, in Bruin's place and her own face bending down over him as he waited for her warm mouth to slip down over his imagined cock! Oh, no ... she was nothing more than a godless little whore herself. . .too filled with the blood of the mother, perhaps, as Pa had always said . .. but she couldn't do anything else! Couldn't.. . ! What would a boy's thing taste like . .. feel like in her mouth? And what did a girl do when the white stuff came rushing hotly out of it? What would Mrs. Falcon do ... ?
Hypnotically, Anna watched, not daring to even blink, lest she miss the tiniest of lewd details. Gaping through strained eyes as the young woman held her brother's rigid penis with two fingers of one hand while she sucked it steadily, moving her clasped, ovaled lips up and down in a fixed tempo, the ripples against her tanned cheeks made Jenny aware that she must be twisting her tongue around it at the peak of each up-suck, causing Bruin to tense his pelvic muscles and thrust his genitals up at her face in cadence. She heard Mrs. Falcon groan and saw her begin to suck harder, stopping to nip it now and then with her pretty white teeth, just to make him gasp out. Oh, God, his cock must hurt under her scraping suck, especially on top where it had turned a rich purple!
Abruptly, Anna became aware that she was once more undulating her excited vaginal mound against the solid earth beneath her in rhythm with Wanda Falcon's sucking. By now her hands cupped the firm fullness of her straining breasts through her dress and bra, trapping the prickling, hard little nipples between her fingers to knead and pull until she was afraid she would rip them loose from their white quivering mounds. She choked back a moan, and rolling onto her hip, dropped one hand to raise the skirt of her dress, slipping it between her soft slender thighs and pressing it against the moistened strip of thin nylon covering her swollen cuntal lips. Then uncontrollably, she pulled aside the intruding band of cloth to feel the tantalizing silkiness of her burnished pubic hair, and then her dampened slit, tight and palpitating against the tips of her fingers as she drew the narrow lips open with them, exposing the smooth inner flesh of her virginal pussy to the warm desert air.
While she watched, bathed in an erotically aroused desire that she would never have dreamed possible, Anna sunk one slender middle finger deep into the tight, warmly lubricated mouth of her open vagina, sensing a pleasurable momentary relief. But then, the elegant woman with the streaming hair slipped both hands beneath the cheeks of Bruin's buttocks, lifting and squeezing them while she plunged her mouth feverishly down onto his cock! My Lord, it was completely disappearing right up into her mouth ... all of it! It had to be reaching the back of her throat, for her nose and lips were brushing against his pubic hair at its base!
The absolutely unspeakable sight fanned the forbidden fire within Anna to a white-hot heat, demanding more and more to feed its lewdly rising flames. Painfully, she inserted another finger into the tight, hymen-obstructed passage, squirming her hips and buttocks desperately back and forth onto them. From the car, Bruin's groans increased, accompanied by a new tempoed movement of building intensity; and Anna rammed her fingers into the moistness of her snugly clinging little vagina in rhythm to the maddening cadence of their depraved performance!
The intoxicating, sensuous delights inundating Wanda's shamelessly aroused body provided a fiendish enchantment for her. The exhilarating seduction of this good-looking young boy tingled through her body, tantalizing her, and claiming total command of her as no previous one had ever done. The sweet taste and delicate texture of his young, potent genitals would soon launch her into orgasm, propelled only by the thought of what she was doing! God, he was fabulous! She had to suck his hot, youthfully fresh sperm into her mouth and down her throat! It was all meaningless without that ultimate drinking of the male ambrosia which was about to surge from deep inside his youthful cavity!
Greedily, she sucked, holding his lean buttocks in her cupped hands. Heaven . . . heaven! An earthquake itself couldn't stop her now. She knew that as^ she pulled at the marrow of his loins, her twisted mind was drawing a parallel between her violent sucking and the reaction of Kaleb Johnson if he were to loom up before her!
And heaven or hell. .. what difference? What did it matter as long as she possessed this boy as he was ... as she would again and again . .. with his brother, too . . . together perhaps! Yes ... oh, God, yes, why not? Why not let her desires run wild with both of them naked at once...!
Anna no longer had to look at them; what she had seen was permanently embedded in her impressionable brain, and she rocked obscenely, her fingers fucking in and out of her vaginal channel. With panting breaths, she plunged her small fingers into the voracious hole between her trembling young thighs, fighting to control the audible gasps heaving up from her chest as she matched in rhythm the lascivious motions and sucking sounds coming from the car below.
Oh ... oh, God ... how she wanted to be fucked ... to feel a hardened cock slipping hotly into her hungry passage .. . Todd Falcon's cock! Oh yes, his beautiful cock ... and she knew it would be beautiful.. . ! Oh .. . her fingers were not enough to satisfy the ravenous hunger eating at her there ...!
In choked desperation, Anna rolled awkwardly onto the hand that was fingering her moistly dilated channel. Then she reached back over her rounded buttocks to jerk up her dress from behind and slip beneath her panties with her other hand, searching the sweat-dampened furrow until she found what she sought and wormed a single timid finger into the raised, puckered ring of her little anus, pressing it slowly into the hot fleshy passage until it Was buried flat to her palm. Momentarily, she lay breathing deeply, reveling in her narcissistic lust, before again taking up the tempo Wanda Falcon was setting right in front of her burning eyes with her voracious sucking of Bruin's long hard cock!
The indescribable sensations charging wildly through his gut, brain, and loins, causing the incredulous pressure to build in his cum-filled balls, was beyond any reality Bruin Johnson had ever remotely imagined!. The older woman's beautiful sucking mouth and taunting tongue were about to draw the lining from his balls; he'd never be the same again after this terrible ... gorgeous thing he was letting her do to him! God would punish him! Somehow, Pa would find out and beat him to death! He knew it... knew it... ! But Jeez, he couldn't stop her now ... not now ... not until he squirted his cum up into her greedily sucking mouth ... even if he were to be struck dead and sent straight to hell right after!
Lustfully, he watched her head bobbing up and down over him and felt the heat of her soft moist mouth and working tongue, slithering in circles around his wildly pulsating cock. For a moment, she removed her hands to caress his swollen balls, then suddenly she was wedging her hands beneath his tensed buttocks, again cupping them ... lifting him right up to her and completely absorbing all of his long rigid shaft in her mouth!
Jeez, he wished he could feel of her cunt again, but he couldn't reach it! He smelled the fingers that had played in it once more, the stimulating genital aroma more potent now that the dampness had dried on them ... and that was all he needed to trigger his frightened teenaged climax!
Oh Jeez! He was going to cum ... ! What would she do now ... ?
Anna's carnally aroused body was lost in a labyrinth of ever-rising climatic ecstasy as she wantonly plunged her fingers into her vaginal and anal passages, obliterating all reality from her brain except the scandalous scene taking place before her. Wanda Falcon's tongue with its final sweeping lick was making the violently purple head of her brother's cock vibrate and jerk maddeningly. She watched the usually beautiful woman labor feverishly, her lovely cheeks grotesquely filled with hard male flesh, her full sensuous lips being distended as if her mouth was about to turn inside out each time she sucked up off it, and Bruin thrust his pelvis further up at her face, raising right off the seat!
Oh, God ... she envied her . .. yes, even doing it with her own brother! Tingles of feverish pleasure ripped through her as she envisioned herself obscenely sucking Todd Falcon, and then sprawling masochistically in a helpless position beneath his raping cock. Those two thoughts were sufficient to begin the enrapturing sensations of orgasm, ascending inside her young, trembling body!
"Oh ... oh Jeez!" Bruin cried out hoarsely. "It... it's cum ... cuuummmmminnnggg ...!"
Hazily Anna watched his groin jerk spasmotically as he entangled his fingers in Mrs. Falcon's hair and pulled her eagerly sucking mouth further down onto his swollen penis, and in her own mounting passion, Anna stared at the beautiful woman's face bloating and her throat muscles constricting in desperately swallowing motions ... ! She was drinking the sperm ...!
Oh, Lord. . . Anna's face flushed a brilliant scarlet as she sensed the pressure rising . . . rising . . . ever rising . . . cumming with a tremendous force! She hung for a moment teetering on the edge of release, her whole curvaceous young body vibrating passionately in rhythm with her rampaging fingers. She bit into the soft flesh of her lower lip to keep from moaning out her cry of enchanted bliss as the convulsive waves of pleasure washed over her. . .
. . . She might have lain there and cried in her shame had it not been for the commotion in the car below; Bruin mumbled a few cuss words, then leaped from the XKE, pulling at his pants awkwardly as Mrs. Falcon called after him and started to follow him to the El Camino. Anna hastily sneaked out of their range of sight and quickly straightened up to race toward the road, tears of shame and guilt by now rushing down her cheeks ...
Wanda wasn't certain whether she was more angered or frightened at the disappointing turn of events. The way he had virtually ripped himself free of her and rushed to the truck sobbing, never even glancing back, only revving the engine and grinding the gears frantically,, as if to escape from her, made her furious for a moment, and almost a little hurt. The silly little coward .. . ! And he'd left her in a condition of passionate unsatisfied need, a state she had succeeded in controlling until after his orgasm when she had planned to satisfy herself by climbing up on him and slipping his young virginal cock into her pussy while it was still stiff! Damn him ... !
Her insides churned with the tormenting desire he had left her with, and for a while there was no doubt in her mind as to how she would calm herself. She slipped up her skirt and spread her full, rounded thighs, sliding her hips forward on the seat... and then the fear had clutched at her...!
Dear God ... he had been in a frenzy, hadn't he? Supp ... supposing he should go back to his father and . . . and in some weird self-immolating mood tell him everything ... ? But no ... no, he would never do that... he was too afraid of that irrational man ... at least, she couldn't believe that he would . .. unless the man suspected and forced it out of him ...! God ... what a mind-blowing thought...!
Wanda sat up in the seat, pulling down her tiny skirt and smoothing it. She moved over behind the wheel and started the engine, the desire in her loins rapidly dwindling as the disgusting face of Kaleb Johnson with his fierce eyes, filled her mind. A moment of terror and defiance gripped her.
Dear Lord ... what had she done ... ?
CHAPTER FOUR
Tina Falcon, her long straight hair tied back, her voluptuous bronze body provocatively covered by three triangles of well-placed Italian silk bikini, sat with her knees drawn up beneath her chin on a towel of matching Pucci print fabric. She was admiring her seventeen year old brother's water skiing prowess that was carrying him around the lake at a dizzying speed.
She could hardly believe that he had been gone for so long, now that he was back with the family; but she noticed how his time in Mexico had matured him; and the ancient Aztec artifacts he brought back really impressed her, even thought she was never much interested in history. There was no doubt that he was going to make a career of it... her very own brother; but even more important, he had finally gotten over their new stepmother, Wanda, and her presence in their house.
Tina was happy about that too, because she had come to care about Wanda, more as a young aunt than a mother especially after Ric Garson and the secret she shared with her father's understanding young wife. Ric was the boy she was in love with ... at least she believed for a long time that there was no doubt about their love. When Wanda informed her they were leaving for Salton Sea for the summer, she had become almost hysterical at the idea of not seeing him. But then, Wanda had talked to her privately and made it easier to accept.
That had been more than a week ago, before Todd had come back from Mexico; and at first the horror of her stepmother's words had left her speechless.
"Your father is a wonderful man, Tina dear," she had said tenderly, even though she was clearly troubled. "He loves us as much as we love him, and there's no sacrifice he wouldn't make for any one of us .'.. don't you agree?"
"Of course I do, Wanda... I don't understand. Wh-what are you trying to say?"
"All right, honey, prepare yourself for a shock. It's nothing you can't cope with, if I know my Tina as well as I believe I do," Wanda had said, her strong gray eyes smiling, a silent acknowledgement of the secrets they had shared. "Jack Falcon is a very normal father, but his fifteen year old daughter is an intensely desirable young woman ... and ... and he wants to save himself from any possible temptations ... Oh, hell come to see us at the lake house on weekends, and ..."
"Wanda, my God, what are you saying?" she had snapped. They were in the garden sitting on a bench, and she had leaped to her feet. "If this is something that's supposed to be funny, I... "
"Your father doesn't think it's any joke, Tina!" his now serious wife had retorted, rising to her feet and standing very tall. "And let's give him credit for having the guts to admit his fears and try to handle them."
"Oh... oh, Christ!" Tina had moaned, "Oh... my dear God...!"
More had been said, because Wanda, being the forceful individual that she was, would not let Tina run away alone to sob. Instead she forced her to understand the pain her father was suffering. Still Tina hadn't really come to grips with the full implication of what she had been told. And then Todd had come home and provided new stimulus for thought.
Though she saw her father rarely because of his long hours at the office, she was still able to walk up and hug him to say "hello" as always when they did meet. The fearful secret she knew about his incestuous desire for her somehow triggered an inexplicable but undeniable excitement within her.
It wasn't until she had lived with the obscene thought for several days that she began to find it sexually enticing ... for she had always adored her father, even more than most girls... and now these past two days, Wanda's divulged secret had slipped in and out of her mind continually; and each time with less revulsion and more and more expectation.
Watching her brother step out of the ski-boat and saunter toward her, Tina thought that perhaps some of her erotic arousal was being projected to him. God, he was great looking, lanky and tall! Curly haired, in contrast with her own straight locks, and the spitting image of the pictures she had seen of Daddy when he was in the Marines. How sexually mature Todd looked in his thin blue tank suit, the swollen bulge of his masculinity, without even a jock-strap underneath to confine its movement.
And .. .and it was not long ago, was it? Subtract four years, when he was thirteen and she eleven ... he slipped into her bedroom with his flashlight... both of them crawled under the covers to investigate each other and experiment with each other's privates . . . Lord! Had she known then what she knew now .. . !
'The skiing's great, Tina! You should've come with me," he said as he reached her, his lips in that grin which reminded her of Daddy.
Tina tossed him up his towel. She said, "I don't want to have to wash my hair again for tonight. Do you think the Johnsons will come?"
Todd shrugged, wiping at his strong arms and concentrating on his now hairy chest. He usually cared less than she about parties, so what he said really surprised her. "I hope they do. After all, it's only a steak-fry. But... but, I like that little Anna."
"No kidding. I ... I wouldn't think she was your type?"
"Why not, with a face and body like that?" He laughed, but went on to make his point, "You've really turned into a snob, judging her that way. She's a diamond in the rough. Those innocent eyes ... have you ever noticed those eyelashes? And the bone structure of her jaw makes her look like an Egyptian queen."
"Wow, you do go for her, don't you, Todd?"
He looked down at her, "Yeah ... I like her.
But I can't say I'm too excited about her old man. And even her brothers give me an up-tight feeling . .. yet, I'd bet, given the chance, they'd loosen up a helluva lot."
"They're sexy looking guys," Tina said, intentionally testing her brother's reaction. "If you hadn't been here, I'd have tried to get one of them to help initiate my new Italian beach towel."
Todd finished drying himself and came over to sit down beside the young girl on the gravelly beach near the lake's edge. She could feel the coolness of his body. He said, "Kaleb Johnson is an amazing type," Dad says. "And his sons, once they grow up a little, are going to make fine virile husbands for a couple of fortunate women."
He lay back and stretched out his long legs. Tina wiped his sunglasses carefully and positioned them over his eyes. She stared at him almost sensually, safe because she knew his eyes were closed. She said, "Was ... was there a girl, Todd? In Mexico, I mean ... someone you really had it on for?"
He paused. "Yeah," he said at last. "Yes, there was. The prototype girl, I guess you would call her, the essence of femininity; but I didn't have a chance with her. She was the daughter of a rich industrialist and never got to go out without her mother or some aunt as chaperone."
"Did you love her, Todd?"
"Oh ... I guess so ... yes, of course, I did."
"And ... is that why you decided to come home early?"
Todd raised up on his side, drawing down his glasses as he spoke, so that his younger sister could see his eyes, "You're a shrewd girl, Tina. So tell me about your love life."
She laughed airily and continued to sit in what she knew was a provocative position, sure that her brother's eyes were appraising her; she stretched out her left leg and lay back, folding her arms behind her head languorously, which caused her firm rounded breasts to spread and be visible at the sides of each triangle of bikini top.
"I will... sometime," she said, instantly, deciding against saying a word about Daddy, or how far she had gone with Ric ... at least not for now.
"You make it sound pretty heavy, young lady ... and I can hardly believe that about my baby sister."
''Not heavy, let's just say "stimulating" ... and your sister is not all that much of a baby anymore," Tina said with as much maturity in her voice as possible.
Todd replaced his lenses and lowered his head down onto the towel with a little chuckle. "From that offended tone, I guess I hurt your feelings," he said sincerely. "Sorry ... I didn't mean to underestimate you, but you see, Tina, I have this hang-up myself about not wanting to grow up and become one of those creeps they call adults. "I like life too much this way."
"But you're already grown up, Todd," she said gently, "whether you want to admit it or not." She wished his eyes had been open so he could see where she was staring.
Just then Todd sat up and leaned over to her.
"Oh, yeh?" he teased. "Hell, I guess you're not such a kid after all, Sis. No... on second thought... you're not," he taunted, letting her watch his eyes travel slowly over her minimally-covered nudity. "Quite an improvement over the kid I used to pay calls on at night with my flashlight. . . Remember?"
Tina felt an unexpected twinge of heat start pulsing between her legs at those words, and her cheeks flushed as well as she turned her head toward him. "I--I remember ... but I doubted if you did," she said, her eyes meeting his. She was comforted to see a touch of humor in his glance, but something suddenly provoked her. Lord, he was the picture of their father as a young Marine.
"Just kids," he said, lowering his head and closing his eyes once more. 'There was nothing wrong with what we did, but I have to admit that Mom and Dad would have paddled the hell out of us had they ever caught us."
Tina didn't answer. The warm tingling had now risen as far as her tummy, and was taking her mind off the conversation. It was serious business now ... as clearly neither one of them was still a naive curious kid. God, why didn't she go up and find the Johnson twins? They were ready, and fair game. She knew by the expressions in their eyes when they looked at her . .. just as she had perceived the lust-filled glint in the terrifying eyes of their father when he gawked at her in her bikini. God, how that man scared her . . . !"
Todd lay quietly gazing up at the feathery contrails of the jet airplanes in an otherwise cloudless sky. Tina had become silent, clearly not wanting to discuss further their childish experiences; and it was just as well. Suddenly he sensed that it had been thoughtless of him to even touch on such a delicate topic. But ever since he'd come home and feasted his eyes on the exotic beauty his ripely budding sister had become, those silly games which before had been insignificant had begun to bombard his mind in every quiet moment.
And Wanda, damn . .. what a knock-out she was! With all due respect to his father, Todd couldn't figure how he had ever snared such a catch. But he was plenty proud of his old man for pulling it off at his age. The old boy must still be O.K. in the sack.
In the past two years that he had lived in Mexico, his own sex life had developed and expanded -- perhaps even more than his education - which was one of the reasons why the sultry beauty of his step-mother, and the budding charms of his baby sister were bothering him so.
But damn, he had to pull himself together ... find someone available to center his sexual appetite on . . . which was just what he intended to do with Anna that night if they showed up for the barbecue. She was a dream, with some of the untouched quality that had made the girl in Mexico so appealing.. And he hadn't missed the way she had looked at him when Tina introduced them, nor the happy spark of expectation in those almost lavender eyes when his sister had suggested the steak-fry. But then, a funny look of concern . . . almost fear, had followed, and that had played on his mind.
"Actually, I'm not sure if we can come ..." Anna had said. "Pa . .. you see, he doesn't approve of any parties . . . but. .. but he may to go Palm Springs, in which case ..."
"You'll come?" Tina questioned.
"Yes .. . yes, we will ... if Pa goes to Palm Springs!" Anna replied with real enthusiasm.
Todd lay still, letting his subconscious play games as he grew drowsy, flitting from Tina to Wanda .. . and finally resting on Anna. He glanced over to see that his luscious sister had fallen asleep. Christ, what a fabulous body she had. He hoped that Anna and her brothers could make it; his growing sexual appetite hadn't been deprived like this in over a year .. . and he even had some grass which he had managed to get through customs if the party needed a little livening up . ..
Brian Johnson could not figure out what was bugging his twin brother, but he knew instinctively that something was bothering him. He was gone a long time taking Anna to Imperial, and he had scratched his toe in the dust and mumbled when the father had interrogated him. In any case, Brian was sure that nothing dirty had gone on between Bruin and their sister, the way Pa was always hinting. Jeez, neither Bruin nor he were perverts. They wouldn't do anything like that to their own sister, but how could you convince Pa? He just wanted to think bad about everyone.
Brian was considering this as he walked along through the chaparral toward the lake, looking for a place to take a leak; and he found himself just behind where Tina Falcon and her brother Todd lay stretched out side by side along the shore.
A surge of sexual tension rushed through his groin and abdomen at the sight of the silky blonde hair and her luxurious body sprawled in the hot sunshine, clad only in a silk print bikini. He sensed his flaccid rod of young penile flesh coming alive inside his jeans, and a flush of heat reached clear to his cheeks. Jeez, she was really a honey all right, he thought, as he stared down at her firm, half-exposed young breasts, the flatness of her young tummy, her slender waist and prominent hip bones. He wished he could be standing where he could see how her thighs came together below the triangle of brilliant silk that masked her cunt. He found himself wondering if any of her pussy hairs showed along the edges. They probably did!
Damn, he hoped Pa would go to Palm Springs that night so that they could sneak up to the barbecue Anna had secretly told him about. He would sure like to get to know Tina Falcon better. Looking down at her as she was, he could already see how she would look without that tantalizing bikini; and inside his shorts, his virile young penis gave a swelling jerk, while a series of exciting sensations raced through him.
He waited for a long time staring down at her hungrily, ashamed of what he was doing, but refusing to go away. He wasn't worried about Pa looking for him; this was his rest period and Bruin had taken over the work. Of course, he wasn't supposed to be down here by the water, but Pa didn't know. Brian had gone into the brush, leaving the house area 'and heading toward the place where they usually went to relieve themselves. Then he had taken a short cut to the lake edge to see if he could catch a glimpse of Tina .. .
God, she was sexy ... and so was her step-mother, but Pa called Mrs. Falcon a daughter of the devil; and Pa should be the one to know, the way he had been staring at her himself the past two days . . . just like he sometimes stole glances of Anna, his usually cold eyes gleaming with lust. And it was when he looked that way and drank more than usual that he generally decided to go up to Palm Springs for a couple of days. Then when he came back, he would be normal for a few weeks. ..
What Brian couldn't put together was why their father ever let them alone together at all, suspecting them the way he did. It just seemed as if nothing else mattered once he had decided to go away for a while .. . and both his brother, his sister, and himself knew why. Apparently, he just went out of his head.
Suddenly Tina made a move and sat up, causing Brian to jump backwards to hide. He didn't want her to notice him staring at her that way; besides, he better get back into the brush and piss before he went in his pants. With his cock as hard as a billy club, he had almost forgotten what he had come out there to do.
CHAPTER FIVE
Wanda had worked herself into a full-blown anxiety neuroses over the chance that Bruin would either confess put of fear to save his soul, or that his father would brain-wash him into spilling everything about her spontaneous seduction; and the fear had kept her out in her XK-E cruising the country roads until she had finally pulled herself together.
To hell with the self-righteous pervert, she had finally decided, turning the speeding Jaguar around and heading home! And he was a pervert, she would swear to that, the way he looked at her and Tina, too!
If Bruin had said anything to him, she would simply deny it, and what could he say? But for certain, when Jack came that weekend, she would insist that he be fired! The filthy old man scared her to death .. . and now she knew that he affected his own children the same way. Imagine not even allowing them to come to a barbecue! Christ, he had to be something left over from the Spanish Inquisition.
Nevertheless, when Wanda swung into the cactus garden at the cottage and saw the powerful lecher staring at her menacingly, her composure of a few moments earlier evaporated. Dear Lord! He was coming towards her ...!
Somehow Wanda managed to step from the car so she could approach him on equal ground. She could see one of the boys in the distance beyond, lugging cut brush, but she couldn't tell which twin it was. My God, how would she react if he questioned her ... ?
"Mrs. Falcon!" he boomed in that voice that seemed twice as large as the man himself. He moved so near that she could smell his sweat, his eyes accusing her before he even spoke. "God's will be done."
Wanda's heart was in her stomach; she could scarcely breathe as she stared fearfully across into his contorted features. "And what do you consider God's will, Mr. Johnson?"
He lifted his upper lip then, and she saw cigar-stained teeth behind his narrow lips.
"That the tamarisk will stay as you asked!" he said, his voice resonating from an unknown somewhere. "I figured you'd want to know!"
"Want to know?" My Lord, she nearly cried in relief. "Y ... Yes I'm pleased, Mr. Johnson. Thank you ... thank you very much ...!"
He responded with a quick drop of the head. Then, "Oh ... one more thing, Mrs. Falcon! My boys and I won't be working tomorrow! I'm going up to Palm Springs tonight... to get a bid on a job."
"I... I see," Wanda succeeded in saying, trying to appear nonchalant. "Sure ... O.K. I'll tell Mr. Falcon when he gets in this evening."
"Do that," he grunted, his eyes expressionless again. Then he turned away, leaving her.
For a moment, Wanda stood watching him more, waiting for her own legs to regain enough strength so she could move. At the same time an avalanche of relief poured over her and passed, as if she had just been spared the fury of the destruction of the earth. She was about to cry; and for once, even thought she might indulge herself in the luxury of allowing the tears to flow.
It was a half hour and three Vodka Gimlets later that she decided to find Tina and Todd. She left the cottage and followed the trail into the brush past Kaleb Johnson and his son, neither of whom looked up. Whether it had been Bruin or Brian, she couldn't tell at that distance. But that wasn't important now; she was relaxed inside at last. She had let her own conscience punish her ... and isn't it strange the way one does that?
In fact, she had behaved like a little girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar, which was always the sure way to get caught. Lord, she thought, turning off the path and walking toward the lake. She had handled the episode in San Diego so much more professionally, never once losing her cool. And the Shore Patrol had almost trapped them before she noticed and got the sailor's pants buttoned up, not to mention making herself presentable in a tight pair of capri pants.
Of course, the Navy cops hadn't been the equal of Kaleb Johnson. No, they had been decent enough, though she doubted if either of them bought her story about their being in that phone booth to call his sick mother.
Wanda's reverie was soon broken by the movement she saw ahead near a giant yucca. His position with his hand braced against the trunk and his legs spread were obvious enough. He was looking down and holding his penis in his hand; she could see the results of its stream splattering against the giant plant... see it and hear it!
... Bruin!
She swallowed sensuously, the unfulfilled fermentations of the need he had left with her immediately burst forth, churning back and forth in her belly and stabbing downward between her thighs to the snugly congealed and denied lips of her pussy! It was as if vengeance had' been placed neatly in her hands, Wanda thought in a frenzy!
Anticipation absorbed the moisture from her mouth as she moved closer, a tremor of exhilarating lechery sweeping over her. Damn him, he had run like a scared rabbit! She couldn't help but wonder what he would do this time...! He was big, and she had felt his strength ... but she was no wilting flower herself, and the element of surprise was on her side ... ! If... if he hadn't told his father of their first encounter, he definitely wouldn't mention this one either ...!
Wild tension gripped at her belly as she silently closed the space between them from behind, imagining briefly the maddening emotional turmoil, a male rapist, must feel... then, she became aware that his exposed young shaft of flesh was hard and that he was gently stroking it... ! She wondered if he was thinking of the way she had sucked if for him ... the little chicken! She would teach him a thing or two . . . ! She waited, quietly raising her skirt and rolling her panties down over her hips and buttocks in preparation. She wanted nothing in the way to hinder her planned attack, and stepping out of them, she waded the wisp of nylon into a hankie-sized ball, tucking it between her breasts in her bra .. . !
Brian was too shocked to react! His mind .. . nothing functioned! It was seconds before he realized that he was being pulled backwards to the ground by a slender arm wrapped tightly around his throat, and that he had no balance upon which to resist! In a split second, he realized that his cock was sticking out, and his mind struggled to catch up with what was happening to him; while in immediate response, his strong arms began to react. He rolled with his assailant, his young brain racing to make sense of it all.. . and then, abruptly, she was on top, straddling him!
She ...?
Jeez, he mumbled, lessening the tension of the clenched fist he had intended to throw .. . ! It... it was Mrs. Falcon! And she was smiling fiendishly down at him, her eyes wide and filled with a million explosions ...!
"So ... we meet again, darling" she hissed at him. "Only this time, you're not going to run away on me until I'm finished with you! That wasn't very nice, Lover, after the way I sucked your cock . . . !"
Brian stared up at her, but she wasn't looking at him ... ! Instead, she was writhing on top of his naked, hard rod of flesh and reaching down between her spread legs to take it in her hand! Damn, she was acting as if she'd lost her head .. . gone crazy or something! He couldn't believe it .. . nor the things she'd said about. .. about sucking his cock . . . !
He sensed a tremendous jolt of excitement rip through him as her warm slender fingers wrapped around his rod and she began to stroke it! He jerked his head upright and gaped with incredible disbelief, seeing for the first time her softly spread thighs and the completely naked area of her dark, hair-fringed pubic triangle. Jeez, she didn't even have panties on .. . and .,. and he could see the moist, pink inner flesh of her nakedly open cunt!
Brian was too astounded to be frightened, and as the seconds passed into a minute, he was too carnally aroused by the feel of her soft hand stroking his rigidly thickened cock, plus the lust-inciting spectacle of her completely exposed pussy up between her widespread thighs as she straddled him there, to make any motion toward stopping her. And as he watched in mounting lewd fascination and stunned disbelief, the beautiful older woman took his pulsating member and rubbed it against, and into, the pink velvety flesh between the wetly glistening lips of her cunt! Then she looked up at him, as simultaneously, she began to work her hips and buttocks back and forth in a slow, teasing rhythm.
'There, my little scaredy-cat! How do you like ...?" she started, raising her eyes to his face once more and never finishing the question, her bodily movements abruptly coming to a dead motionlessness. "M-My God .. . ! You're Brian! Oh . . . I-I thought you were . . . were your brother .. . !"
Brian swallowed, the dryness in his throat hurting, as he stared up at her astonished, beautiful face. He tried to think of something to say, but the words wouldn't come; but somehow his brain had begun to function once more and he knew suddenly why Bruin had been gone so long ... !
"Pi-Please . . . I'm sorry, Brian darling . . . but . . . but ..." she was stammering, her eyes softening and her smile suddenly warm as she looked down into his face ... She leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth! "I really didn't know it was you," she whispered. "I was too angry with Bruin to notice your scar .. . How did you get it... ? Tell me, Baby ... ?"
Again, Brian swallowed. "I," he said stupidly, speaking his first word since the impossible episode had begun, "I was boiling some water on a Primus stove and ..."
Wanda hardly heard his words; she was too engrossed with the startling knowledge that she was about to seduce her second young boy within several hours, the very twin brother of the first... and really this was a rape-seduction! My God, how beautiful . . . almost promiscuously beautiful! She could feel his hard hot penis entrapped between her wildly tingling pussy lips, its throbbing tip nestled caressingly against her clitoris, and once again she began to move her hips and lush buttocks in tiny undulating motions.
"It's an interesting scar, Brian darling .. . and you are handsome," she breathed, reaching down to unhook the top of his pants and lower them until all of his pelvic area was exposed. "Are you sorry . .. ? That I mistook you for Bruin, I mean . .. ? "
Jeez, Brian choked inwardly! Right then he didn't know what he was! Her fingers were crawling over his erogenous pelvic flesh; and his wildly excited cock hurt, it had begun to throb so. But.. . but Pa was going to come any moment and catch them! Damn, didn't she understand that.. . ?
"I.. . listen, Pa is apt to come looking for me, Mrs. Falcon!" he managed, his breathing rushing in panting gasps.
"Do you like the feel of what I'm doing, darling?" Wanda hissed, attuned only to the rising passion inside her. "Your long hard prick is caught right between my pussy-lips, rubbing beautifully up and down against my little hole, making me hot all over! Oh, you're delicious lover, darling . .. and next time I'll suck your cock like I did Bruin's ... suck it until the white cum shoots right into my mouth! Would you like that, baby .'..?"
"Oh, Jeez, Mrs. Falcon ... I don't know . . . ! Please . .. Pa's going to come . .. !"
"How much time do you have, Lover?"
"H-Honest... I don't know how long I've been gone! I should get back ...!" he blurted, wild sensations charging through him at her use of lewd, four-letter words and the feel of her moistly sucking cunt-flesh massaging teasingly at his aching organ.
"All right, Darling ... but this won't take long, I promise," Wanda hissed, having no intentions of releasing the hard, young penis caught between the lips of her hungrily palpitating cunt until it had performed its intended function. Her brain reeled in liquored, lust-incited wantonness, and she hardly cared if Kaleb Johnson came and took himself a front-row seat! She had to possess this beautiful young boy all the way!
"Wh-What're you going to do, Mrs. Falcon?" Brian choked. "Please . .. ?"
Wanda had raised herself and taken his hardened stem of childish hot flesh in her hand, positioning her wetly dilated vagina directly over it while she manipulated its lust-swollen tip to the mouth of the clasping passage.
"I'm going to fuck you, sweet and young lover!" she gasped, her beautiful eyes swimming in moist pools of glazed wantonness at the feel of his cockhead almost penetrating her hungering vaginal channel. "Is this your first time?"
"Oh ... oh Jeez, Mrs. Falcon . . . !" Brian blurted, his clean young face twisted in aroused passion. "I-I never did it.. . and I want to ... but Pa ... ! He'll kill us! He really will! Oh damn ... !"
Wanda kissed his trembling lips, smelling the dry brush and the wild sage of the desert floor.
Suddenly, she plunged her voracious cunt down onto his upthrusting young cock, absorbing it all the way to the hilt inside the seething and clutching canal of her needing pussy.
"Uuuunnnggghhh!" Brian exploded in physical delight, feeling the warmth of her inner cuntal flesh snugly devouring and sucking at the full length of his wildly jerking hardness! His breath had burst from his lungs with the unimaginable sensations she had sent convulsively through him; and immediately those same sensations began to grow more intense as she lifted and lowered her hips and buttocks in a rhythmic tempo, each resounding slap of the full, rounded white moons of her naked buttocks against his lean flesh an ecstasy he had never dared dream of!
"I'm raping you, darling!" Wanda gasped in burning salacity, her mouth inches above his as her possessive, hotly clenching loins rode up and down on his coerced young cock, her knees drawn forward on either side of his rib-cage to snugly entrap him there, while his slender shaft of hot, hard flesh prodded and massaged the viscid, tingling walls of her vagina with the obscene movements caused by her lecherous hunger. "Yes .. . I'm fucking you .. . raping you! And you love it, don't you? Don't you?" She insisted, almost spitting the words into his youthful, contorted face, her brain finally caught up in that wicked vortex of lust which she had never been able to control.
"Oh ... oh damn .. . ! Brian half-whimpered, his teen-aged brain feeling an ever-mounting, alien and forbidden passion. There was no penance for a sin like this! How many times had Pa told them of the particular sins there was no redemption for?
"Don't you? Don't you? Answer me!" Wanda hissed wantonly, working her beautiful hips and buttocks up and down on his hardened juvenile shaft of cock-sinew with increasing frenzy, wild sensations of enchantment spiraling through her rippling belly. "You love it, don't you?"
"Yes, Mrs. Falcon... oh God, yes!" he blurted, tossing his head back and forth like a little boy, his face screwed up as if it were going to crumble and burst into sobbing tears at any second. "Oh Jeez . . . ! Do it ... do it hard ... I want you to .. . !"
His excitedly throbbing cock was on fire! Pa would come and catch them . . . and if he didn't kill them, they would go to hell anyway! He'd mangle them under the wheels of his truck! Oh Jeez ... she was beautiful and he was fucking right up into her hot little cunt. . . !
Brian raised his head to see better, reaching down to life her tiny skirt. And knowing this, Wanda straightened upright, holding the skirt for him, so that he could see the erotic sight of her sparsely, hair-sprinkled pelvic area up between her widespread thighs, and the penetration of his rigid young cock vanishing between the open lips of her pussy into the pink, moist channel of her vagina.
"Can you see everything now, darling?" she whispered hotly, reaching down with one hand to spread open the flushed and swollen flanges for him, her eyes eagerly fixed on the rapidly increasing licentiousness of his lewdly fascinated expression. Then, a more salacious idea struck her and she exclaimed, "Wait! Let me turn around! Then you will be able to see it going up inside me all the more beautifully!"
"Oh. . . oh Jeez!" Brian choked, watching her scurry about on top of him and spread her legs wide as she again straddled him; then reaching back with both hands, she caught at her lovely, ivory-white buttocks, pulling them apart for him, so that he could see not only the complete and exciting phenomenon of her moist, pink cunt with its soft, hair-fringed lips, but the tiny raised hole of her puckering little anus centering the smooth furrow, no more than an inch above it!
The obscenely beautiful sight provoked carnal sensations the likes of which the teenager had never imagined to rip through his groin, and his balls ached to get at her! He saw then that she was twisting her head around to smile salaciously back at him.
"Is it exciting to you, Brian lover?" Wanda taunted, waggling her buttocks in lurid little movements before lowering her genitals slowly and reaching down between her hot thighs to grasp his throbbing cock once more, placing it while he watched in captivating lust.. . watched her insert the extracted fore-skinned-head into the lubricious pink mouth of her vagina, and he couldn't resist the urge to arch his pelvis upward, starring wildly as his cock thrust into the hot, clasping passage once more.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Brian Johnson choked as she dropped her loins to meet his thrust, absorbing the full length of his tingling cock into her velvety sanctuary. "Oh ... oh damn, Mrs. Falcon, I ... I can't stand it... it feels so good!"
Wanda's brain whirled in obscene evil at the sound of his words! God, what a delicious seduction this was . . . and she had actually raped him first! He had been helpless .. . defenselessly helpless against her wiles, just as he was hopelessly caught up in her lustful web at that very moment! She could feel his hips vigorously lifting and falling, driving his handsome young cock with virile thrusts up into her carnivorously, palpitating vagina!
"That's it, Darling! Fuck it hard!" Wanda gasped obscenely. "Ram it right up into me! Oh, yes! Oh . . . just a second, Lover . .. !"
Brian couldn't believe that there was anything more demoniacal that she could add to their debauchery, but he quickly learned differently Suddenly she was spreading her knees as wide as possible and raising the upper portion of her body on her extended hands, so that her naked loins were lowered right down on top of him, and his cock was bent forward in its penetration!
"Now, take your hands, darling, and spread open as you push upward on my buttocks! Yes . .. that's it! Ooohhh . .. can you see everything . . . watch yourself fucking better? Can you?"
"Y -yes ... oh, damn, yes! Even . . . even your asshole is popping right open!"
"And you like that, Brian baby? To look at my asshole while you fuck into my hot cunt?" Wanda led him as she twisted her head around to watch the adolescent expressions of lurid passion twisting at his clean-cut, virginal face, the spell of captivating lascivity she had spun around him inspiring unreached sensual ecstasy in her own loins. 'Then . .. don't be afraid of it, my precious! Play with it . . . put your finger in it! Shove it right up in while you fuck my pussy! Go ahead, baby! That's what love-making is all about... and you better know, because we're going to do this many many times.. . you, Bruin, and I together!"
Momentarily, Brian was stunned, not only at the thought of her suggestion, but at all she had said! Bruin, himself, and her . . . many, many times .. . ! Oh, Christ! He was lost. . . because he knew he would come back or do whatever she said ... again and again! He gasped at his wetly glistening penis pushing and pulling at the swollen, hair-lined lips of her moist pink cunt between her straddling legs, the tiny coral petals of her inner vaginal lips clasping hungrily around his glistening hard rod as it vanished entirely up into her clutching passage, extracting ridges of its damp flesh every time he pulled down out of her!
But the tiny, rose-colored hole of her hairless anus had captured his carnally-goaded fancy. He still cupped his hands on the soft, fleshy orbs of her buttocks, spreading them wide apart and rolling them upward as if they were on wheels, the physical action tugging at her vagina and drawing her whole cuntal area back toward him in lewd exposure!
Thoughts of his unforgiving father tried to burst through the wall of venery that had claimed him, but Brian wiped him away with a mental sweep! He was already beyond that stage of being saved, he knew! He couldn't have resisted his movement had his father stood right over him. And obscenely, he moved his outstretched middle finger toward the raised crinkled ring of spongy flesh that he could make almost gap open when he spread her buttocks wide!
Wanda, in all of her perverted seductions, couldn't recall anything that paralleled that very moment in intensity! Even though she had not yet sucked him, the realization that she had forcefully taken him in the beginning and was how seducing him with the secret delights of her body was the perfect combination. She was filled with sensations of extravagant bliss. Of course, she would suck him .. . could at that very moment if she decided to; but the thought and feel of his rock-hard, teenage cock probing excitedly in the depths of her hungrily demanding cunt, while his finger slipped into her rectum was something new and obscenely exciting. She could well imagine his feelings of beautiful young desire when he gaped at the completely revealed mysteries between her thighs and buttocks, and she was doing that at the precise moment he timidly began to explore the tiny puckered orifice back there with his outstretched finger!
Brian stared at the little pink opening in mesmerized enchantment. Jeez, his rock-hard penis was going to break right off! He ran his finger up and down the length of the smooth crevice separating her buttocks, collecting moisture as it went... gathering it on the tip of his finger from the area around her pussy where his cock worked in and out, and somehow knowingly coating the tiny little clutching mouth of her anus with it!
Needlelike jabs had begun at his balls and prick! Soon everything would burst open like a grab-bag . .. either that, or he'd run screaming down through the brush! He couldn't stand it much longer! He'd cry like a baby; his cock hurt that much!
Yet, the sight and idea of sticking his finger up this beautiful older woman's ass was too much to leave behind without doing! Christ Almighty! She had asked him to!
"That's it, darling! Push it in! Go on, shove it right in!" Wanda exclaimed. "In! In .. . dammit! In!"
Brian did, using his middle, longer finger, and almost afraid not to! He watched it puncture the tight rimmed flesh of her rectum, lifting his head to see his salacious act in its entirety, and feeling the immediate rubbery walls of her passage, hungrily nibbling at his invading finger, as suddenly she whimpered and a sense of dominance rippled through him. He didn't stop, but instead, pressured the invading finger to its eventual buried depth right up inside her tight anal opening.
''Oh . . . unnnhggghhh! Ooohhh . . . yes . . . yeeesssss, darling, like . .. like that!" he heard her gasp and watched her buttocks begin to move salaciously back and forth on his finger and cock. "Just hold them back, lover, and I'll fuck them! Hold them there!"
Like some clutching, rubbery hand, her back-passage gripped his finger, while her cunt clasped and drew at his lust stiffened penis fiendishly! Brian could only stare at her obscene gyrations as they plunged down and backward on his cock and finger, the thought suddenly occurring to him that everything he had been taught was fanatical and untrue! Like Pa going to Palm Springs! They all knew why he went ... to fuck a woman!
It wasn't wrong! It couldn't be wrong . . . not if he felt the way he did! He had never felt so happy in his life, using his penis and finger in her when she wanted it... and he was going to cum .. . very, very soon!
Blindly, he wondered if Bruin had realized this! He wondered what Anna knew. His brain reeled. He'd never jerk his cock again; he'd find a girl! It wasn't - wrong ... it couldn't be. Anna . . . you poor girl!
"Are ... are you ready, Brian baby? Ready to cum with me?" Wanda's voice interrupted his thoughts. "We don't want your Pa to catch us!"
Brian stared studiously at the way she was thrusting her ass and pussy back onto his finger and cock! Had it not been for the lewd shocking things she had done he probably would have cum a long time ago... he had been ready ... He managed, "Yes ... I'm ready . . . but I ... I never knew you could do It... together!"
"It's .. . it's better if you do .. . and I'm going to, lover! Your finger and your cock together ... Oh ... Oh ... Oh! OHHHHHHH!"
Maybe it was the word, Oh! Brian felt it tipping the balance in his young loins! He plunged his finger into her rectum and held it there; but not without tiny circular motions, at the same time thrusting his wildly jerking penis to the hilt up inside her belly .. . sensing his testicles beginning to jerk down between his legs and give of the unending sperm, tearing at the lining of his cock!
While the demons of hell rose up to distort her diabolically, Brian tried to watch, but his own overwhelming moment of orgasm was beyond anything he could hope to control, and he sensed his penis spitting thin white jets of its pent-up sperm deep up into her hungrily grinding belly, blinding him . .. even making him know again that it could and would happen .. . over and over! Jeez, he loved her! He would always do whatever she said!
CHAPTER SIX
Kaleb Johnson was not unaware of the fact that his children viewed him with disgust, but he really didn't care. He made no more effort to win their love than he had to gain the affection of their mother. Their total obedience at home and on the job, plus their willingness to spend at least an hour every evening listening to him read the Bible was all that he wanted from them. But recently something had gone wrong. He could sense an aura of evil everywhere in the house.
In the pantry he could hear Anna rearranging the canned goods, and the boys tossed an odd comment or two to each other; but it was all abnormal, especially the way they were so silent while they ate dinner in front of the T.V. set.
Just as always before the trip to Palm Springs, he arranged his toilet articles in a worn-out old leather case that his dead wife had given him. He went through this ritual so that none of his children noticed anything unusual. But his mind was on other things. Both Bruin and Brian had been gone for too long a time that afternoon, and neither had given him a straight answer as to where they had been. In fact, he'd had to rein himself in to keep from beating both of them. Yet he knew he would gain nothing from that, so he decided to play dumb. But there was no longer any doubt in his mind that incestuous behavior was going on among them. He needed the proof, even if getting it involved sacrificing his own tormentingly frustrated desires.
It had been a month since he had last seen a whore in Palm Springs, and his loins burned with suppressed desire; but not more than his warped brain in its gnawing hunger to punish whatever unfortunate hooker would fall into his hold. But it was more urgent to resolve the indecent goings-on in his own house and wipe them out, with the sword of the Almighty Himself!
He would walk out the door, as though he were off to the city, then sneak back and discover them in the midst of the vile act; surely, if they were going to indulge, it would be when he was out of town and the risk of getting caught was minimal!
Damn their depraved sin-encrusted bodies! Once he had seen the handwriting on the wall, he would whip the lecherousness from those boys' bodies as his own father had done to him. And Anna ... there was going to be no lust left in her after he finished giving her a dose of what it's like to be with a man ... just like he showed the whores in Palm Springs.
Jack Falcon sat in a plain old office chair in the glassed-in cubby-hole he still used as an office. Wanda had suggested doing a real executive office, and certainly he could afford it; but it just didn't seem a good idea to show off your success, at least not in a small farming community like the Imperial Valley. Once in a while, as he sat, he scribbled a random note on how the service manager might improve delivery time on engine overhauls, but his mind wasn't on his work. He was waiting until it was time to distribute the weekly pay checks to his employees, so he could be off to the Salton Sea to be with his family ... his Wanda ... his Todd .. . and .. . and his Tina .. . Lord, he just couldn't keep that gorgeous girl out of his thoughts.
Suddenly he realized he was cracking his knuckles, a habit he had successfully broken because it had irritated his first wife so. Clearly his nerves were shot. He'd known that for some time. Now that his family was gone, the house was like a morgue, so he had been staying in town after work and drinking at the South Gate Bar. Maybe that was part of the problem, too much booze. But it had been his idea for them to go on ahead. He just had to get away from Tina for a while or lose his head completely.
Thank heavens for Wanda, he thought as he stared idly through the glass at someone trying to move a fork-lift. He still felt it was right to have told her of his terrible craving for his very own daughter. God, how compassionate and sensitive she had been when he came forth with the disgusting confession of what he had considered even before Tina's mother had passed away. It was as if Wanda, had been exposed to such a depraved person somewhere before. But he knew that was impossible. She was still single at the age of twenty-eight when she'd answered his ad for a part-time bookkeeper. He still found it hard to believe how he had simply invited her to lunch at the Country Club, on the pretense of discussing the job, and finished by discussing their marriage.
She was so provocatively attractive! And it had been her proudly uplifted breasts that first compelled him and convinced him that possession of her body constantly would easily overwhelm his sick desire for little Tina. But it had been only temporary. Soon he found himself seeking out other teenaged girls on his business trips, perhaps looking for a substitute. It had all started in Yuma when he was there for a golf tournament. He stayed at the home of friends who had a French girl living in the home to help care for their children. She still looked like a child herself, until she had taught him about the enticing licking and sucking that men and women could do together. Yes, even his voluptuous firm-breasted wife whom all his friends openly wanted to seduce couldn't fulfill him, nor eliminate the incestual hunger in his loins!
God! Would he ever forget that night? He'd ordered Wanda to suck him while he had buried his face up between her soft tanned thighs, tasting the viscous delights of her velvety cuntal flesh; and unquestionably she had responded, even delighting in her act, he felt certain. But in the end nothing had changed ... so two days later he had suggested that Wanda take his tantalizing daughter and her brother, who had just arrived from Mexico, to the place on the Salton Sea.
The most amazing part was that his gorgeous wife was still compassionate. The very last words she uttered to him before the car pulled away was, "Don't worry, darling. We have a beautiful life together. And you'll come up to visit over the weekend, won't you?
"Sure I will," he answered.
"We'll be looking for you, Daddy!" Tina had thrown in, lifting her face through the car window, her sweet young lips slightly parted. And for one breathtaking split-second it seemed that the tip of her tongue ran along the edge of his lips!
"We'll have a good long talk over the weekend, Dad," Todd had added.
"Yes ... yes indeed, Todd," he answered, more than a little embarrassed, because he had hardly said more than ten words since the boy's return.
"Goodbye, sweetheart," Wanda had added, puckering her lips and kissing the air as she swung the XKE into reverse. He puckered up too, as if their lips had met. He waved to the others . .. and they were off.
Jack still couldn't free himself from the question of whether his little daughter's tongue had intentionally played with him; and for days the uncertainty played havoc in his brain, as he unconsciously cracked his knuckles. Jesus! Did she know? Maybe Wanda let her know. If that was true, he had to know. Was she receptive, or was she revolted? Or was he simply going off his rocker? Whatever it was, he had to know. No matter what resulted ... he had to know!
Suddenly he got up, sensing his restlessly stirring penis moving inside his pants in response to the despicable thoughts in his brain. The night watchman had arrived and locked the yard gate. His time was his own for two days. He threw his pen down on the paper-strewn desk and took his suede jacket from a door knob. A thrilling tinge of excitement was already rising from his groin. Something . .. something totally unknown was about to unfold this weekend, he was sure! Christ, he was afraid to consider what!
"Good night, Sam," he hollered as he closed the office door, and walked out through the huge double doors. Tense, he jumped into the old sedan, checking to be sure he had the hanging water bag he had hastily packed that morning. He fastened his -seat belt and was on his way, straight up to Salton Sea, less than an hour away.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Wanda sat alone on the terrace in the balmy dusk, listening to the shouts and laughter coming up from the lake shore. She watched the glow from the fire and heard a faint sound of Todd's old banjo above the unceasing sound of the crickets. They were having a ball, and that was as it should be; they were such fine young kids.
She relaxed, a comfortable feeling of expectation came over her, heightened by the vodka she was drinking. Why, she had put away nearly a pitcher of gimlets after the salad she had made herself for lunch; but the drinks had succeeded in diminishing the guilt reaction she was fighting after her unspeakable afternoon with the Johnson twins.
Lord, as if Bruin's seduction hadn't been enough, she had absolutely thrown herself on the other boy, Brian, and raped him! She was getting hornier with every passing day ... there was no doubt about that! If she ever had been able to muster any self control, those days were long since passed!
Neither the twins nor their sister, Anna, had said a word to her when Todd and Tina brought them up from their place in the XKE. Wanda had expected the boys to have hang-dog faces, but their sister's unusual shyness was indeed a surprise . .. unless, God forbid, they had told her ... but that seemed unlikely.
To hell with it anyway! It was over ... except that her two successful encounters barely satisfied her desires, even for the moment! The growing thirst for the body of her stepson, Todd: to caress and explore his naked, handsome young body, to fondle and suck his hardened virile cock, had not subsided since his return; and it was finally clear to her now that no temporary sexual victories would quell her rising passion. In spite of her vow to herself, she had to have him!
There was nothing momentary about her libidinous feelings for him; in fact, she had first been set-off by he snapshot of him that Jack and Tina had shown her right after they were first married. It was before she had ever met him, and she swore to herself to never let it happen. The very idea had shocked even her questionable morals. But time, it seemed, could change so many of life's values.
He had been younger when the picture was taken, a cute kid whose innocent face had seemed to reach from the snapshot to invite the kiss of her anxious mouth. The first thing she noticed when she finally met him several days ago was the total lack of innocence or naivete. At seventeen he was almost a man. Some enviable girl or woman had already taken his virginity, she was certain, which inspired jealousy in Wanda and made her yearn all the more to find some erotic ritual into which she could still initiate him.
But for the sake of their marriage and all she had learned to love, Wanda had decided unquestionably against it. Then her husband had blurted out to her his forbidden passion for his own flesh and blood . . . another example of the changes brought about by time!
With the help of the vodka, Wanda had been entertaining the possibilities of all of them rejecting society's inhibitions and taboos as a family unit. Think what it could offer them! And it was not the first time since Jack's confession that she had indulged in the far-out fantasy. Hell, why not? It was a world of changing values, wasn't it? Better that they should all confine their lurid passions among themselves, rather than degrade others, as she had been doing for so long. And there was little question in her mind now but that Jack would eventually live out his own most feared desire . .. that of sticking his long thick penis up inside his own teenaged daughter.
As for Tina, Wanda had already heard the first-hand report of the sexual cravings of her sensually awakening young body from the episode with Tom Pfeifer! No, there was no question in her mind about Tina's willing participation, especially after seeing the lusty sparkle in the young girl's eyes when Wanda had told her of her father's incestuous longing for her. The initial shock of that unexpected revelation had long since lost any repulsive connotation. Wanda had noticed the kiss Tina had placed with open lips on her father's mouth the day they had left Brawley. And she also saw the startled, if delighted, expression of Jack's face. Yes, for certain, Tina would unquestionably participate in the secret familial orgy, but only if it was all carefully planned, which was exactly what Wanda had been planning for the past three hours!
She drank heavily from her glass and looked off at the desert sunset and the fire still burning on the lakeshore, a sense of wanton achievement enlivening her entire sensual body. Lord, she was a hedonist of the first water, wasn't she? There was no denying it, nor had there ever been; but it was a different matter now that she clearly admitted and accepted the truth, she reasoned to herself; once resigned to one's curse, passion, obsession .. . whichever, one could set about to profit from its forbidden treasure, rather than fight, deny, or suffer guilt. And that was what she intended to make clear to her new husband as soon as he arrived.
It was Todd who bothered her the most.. . Todd, the boy-man of seventeen who once childish expression had given way to a surprising sophistication. He had clearly enjoyed some tutoring in Mexico, for his observant eyes missed little when they dwelt on a body of the opposite sex. She could still feel their penetrating gaze undressing her own well-endowed body that first day of their meeting; and though the awareness had instantly stimulated her, it had also angered her to realize he had already lost his purity. How she would have loved to have saved that delight for herself!
But again, time remedies all things and Wanda had decided that his already initiated sexuality could prove challenging, as well as fulfilling; this she had decided before coming up to the lake, which was why she had left brother and sister to their own doings, so she could direct her own erotic interests toward the youthful Johnson twins until Jack arrived; then together, with the aid of the bottle of over-proof rum she had remembered to bring along, plus some carefully selected props, the delicious plan should materialize without a snare.
In her conniving vodka-blurred mind, Wanda could see no possible reason why Jack would back away from her proposition. Again, she rationalized that it was better that they give in to their communal lust, rather than be constantly risking disgrace in their outside seductions. And what could be a more loving tie in a family than shared sexual pleasure? 'The family that screws together..." She giggled, trying to paraphrase the line about prayer, but she couldn't think of a rhyme.
Tiny tingles of anticipation rose through her body and taunted the erogenous area between her already moistened thighs. She sensed the liquid that had seeped from between her feverish vaginal lips against her panties in response to her thoughts and plans. An enticing shudder ran up her spine. She raised the glass to her lips and drained it, almost in a toast to what was to follow.
She was probably too-sexed, too easily aroused, and admitted it openly, actually smiling to herself in the comfortable darkness, her liquor-hazed brain steeping in her rising passion. She would never get enough . . . never! How long ago was it... ? Hours, since she had seduced Bruin and Brian? The recollection alone was enough to spiral her right off into an imaginary instant-replay. The idea of pulling up her skirt and removing her panties, to just sit there in the protective darkness with thighs spread wide stroking her seemingly unquenchable pussy until it exploded in ecstatic bliss was more than just tempting. She soon was gently pressing the puffy softness of her pubic mound through her clothing while she undulated and squirmed her buttocks upward against the pressure of her hand.
There was still plenty of time! Jack would be another hour driving up from Brawley and the' young people were busy with their own fun. No car could approach without her seeing it; she had total privacy in which to enjoy her auto-erotic performance.
She would! But first, she'd make another drink, then leave her panties in the bedroom! She rose to her feet, staggering slightly; caught the arm of the chair and smiled once more to herself. It seemed to her then that the sounds of the banjo and all of the young laughter had stopped. The glow from the fire had disappeared too. Now what could they be up to? Wanda speculated, putting ideas into their heads.
Anna sat and stared at Todd in the dying embers of the fire they had built together. He watched her, not entirely sure of the lyrics he sang in Spanish, nor the chords he struck. His mind was on the Orange light reflected in her expressive young eyes and the way in which she hugged her knees as she stared at him playing. Everything he had ever looked for or dreamed of in a girl was here before him. He had intentionally forgotten to put the grass in his pocket. It was not for her.
Suddenly he realized that he loved her! Yes... he loved her! And he saw the same declaration in her eyes . .'.in the way she held her mouth uplifted to encourage his lips. They would have six kids ... each one smarter than the others, but he would always be there to make them behave; because he had no intention of ever leaving his wife behind when he went off on field excavations. He'd take her with him . .. and make love to her among the ruins.
Tina's laughter stopped him and he turned to see her between the twins, both of them with their arms around her. They were wearing old swim trunks that Todd had given them, and she was in her bikini. His thoughts returned to Anna. She had turned down Tina's offer of a bathing suit. "Pa wouldn't like that at all!" she had said simply. What kind of a creep was Pa?
Behind him, both Tina and the twins laughed. Todd stopped playing and reached out for Anna's hand. He said, "Want to take a walk?"
"Yes .. . whatever you want, Todd."
For a long moment he stared at her, holding her small, timid hand inside his own caressing it. He swallowed then, and said, "I-I think ... I think I've fallen in love with you, Anna ... I think so! You . .. you still want to walk ... ?
Then she smiled, the first unfrightened smile he had seen on Anna's face, and answered softly, "I already knew that I loved you, Todd." She stood, looking straight at him. "Take me wherever you want... and do to me whatever you want! I'm yours, darling!"
In the years he had spent in Mexico getting "with-it" and educating himself, Todd had never put much stock in chastity. But he stood there like a scared virgin again, glowering, not sure if he should go ahead with what his heart and body directed.
"Are you frowning because you're happy?" the innocent young girl asked as he walked her slowly to a more romantic spot not a hundred yards from the others, but where the chaparral would afford them privacy.
He found a spot of soft sand and pulled her down beside him, kissing her tenderly. Then he said, "I love you! Nothing else matters to me except that you're happy!"
"I'm happy as long as I'm with you!" she whispered up to him: and he kissed her again, letting his one hand explore the fullness of her breasts through the restraining brassiere, and finally sliding it down over her tummy.
"You know what's going to happen, don't you?"
"Y-Yes! And . , . and I want it to ... but... but I'm a little afraid ...!"
"Afraid, darling? I won't hurt you."
"No, no, not that! P-Pa! If he should ever find us! My God, Todd! If he should ever find us . . . making love . .. !" she whispered hoarsely, pressing herself against him in unquestionable hunger. "My God, he'd kill me . .. both of us! He would, darling . .. !"
"Hey .. . listen, you gorgeous angel ... no one is ever going to hurt you in any way!" Todd assured her protectively. "No one, ever, now you understand that."
"Oh ... oh God, darling .. . !" Anna gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck, eager to pull his face down to her moistly parted lips .. . and then she was squirming, surprising him with the strength of her firm young body as she rolled him onto his back and was suddenly lying on top of him, writhing her soft belly and thighs against his already hardened penis while she kissed him with open-mouthed, tongue-taunting passion . . . !
Actually, teasing and kissing the Johnson twins was like child's play to Tina as she sat between them, feeling both of their strong arms around her from either side, their occasional straying hands fumbling over the tight skin of her waist either to brush against a breast or caress a hip as low as they dared, while they laughed together over some private joke.
They were both likable; and she would be lying if she denied the pleasant feelings they were causing in her body, but the fact that there were two of them made it a bit awkward; and she was not sure she was up to it, even if she wanted to. Another time, maybe it might be a groovy idea, but for tonight she had already made plans, ones that would materialize later, when the house was quiet and she could steal silently into Todd's room with her little flashlight, a sentimental touch he would quickly pick up on.
Then Tina had looked over to see her brother leading Anna along the beach, holding her hand in his, the banjo left behind. A wave of jealousy swept through her. Damn! What did he think he was doing? As if she didn't already know! That dowdy little bitch had gotten to him; there was no question about that! She had seen the look on both of their faces ... like two lovers at the end of an old movie on the late show walking off into the sunset! Damn!
"Something wrong, Tina?" Bruin's voice cut through her jealous rage, while at the same time she sensed his hand high above her waist, a finger creeping under her bikini top to reach her firm, full breast.
"Yes," she snapped, suddenly reaching behind her to untie her halter, the little triangles of silk falling immediately away to disclose her aroused pink nipples in the dying embers of the fire. "Dammit! If you're going to feel them, go ahead, do it, and stop acting like a couple of little boys."
Todd wasn't trying to reason out what was taking place, only that it was, and that his painfully throbbing cock was as rigid as a length of lead pipe! His brain soared in charged emotion as the teenaged girl squirmed on top of him, pressing her soft, rounded body down hotly to his; her belly, cuntal mound, and thighs grinding unbelievably against the tensed, hardened flesh of his loins, her breasts pressuring into his chest as she hungrily kissed and sucked at his lips and mouth.
He smoothed his hands over her back and down her slender waist to her eagerly undulating buttocks, his mind racing in mounting lust, while she lay upon him wriggling her luscious hips in an increasing frenzy, kissing him and darting her moist, tiny tongue between his lips.
Astonished at how quickly she had turned on, Todd started to say something; then thought better of it; afraid that he might break the enchanted spell, the damn, he didn't want anything to interfere now! Instead, his fingers tightened on the delicious moons of her firmly quivering buttocks, feeling them warm and fleshy beneath the fabric of her little dress. He massaged them in gentle little circles, finally moving upward once more to her slender waist, its narrow span amazing him.
Her warm, panting breaths were like exotic incense in his face, and she had spread her legs inside her dress as far apart as she could and was rubbing the soft mound of her warm little pussy against his rock-hard cock! Damn, it couldn't believe it! She was acting like a too-long-denied little virgin on her first date . . . which, he suddenly realized, was exactly what she was! He could feel the hollowed cleft of the junction of her thighs rocking excitedly against the bulge of his lust-swollen prick, and he moved his hands back to the lush orbs of her bottom, exploringly pressing his fingers into the soft yielding crease between, pushing soft flimsy skirt and panty material before them until he felt her shudder sensually, making the pair of delightful mounds move erotically beneath his hands.
"Damn, Anna ..." he choked, "Maybe ... maybe we better stop . . . before it's too late ...!
"No! No, don't stop, darling!" she pleaded. "I want to ... I want to, Todd .. . ! I love you! Oh ... do it! Please do it to me . .. !"
He tried to speak, but his words caught in his throat as her mouth fastened passionately onto his neck and he realized that she was pulling her dress up from behind! He helped her, rolling her silky-feeling panties down over her hips and buttocks; but he wouldn't let her free to remove them all the way down her thighs just yet. Instead, he stroked the nakedly exposed roundness of her fleshy ass-cheeks easing his fingers into the deep smooth crevice between and suddenly fingering the rightly puckered entrance to her anus. Anna whimpered as he ran one hand downward over her buttocks, letting it slip beneath their enticing cleft until he felt her sparse pubic hair with his fingertips ... and at last, the tight moist slit of her virginal pussy. He felt the compulsive tremor ripple through her excited body as he gently parted the warm velvety lips and teased his outstretched middle finger inside!
"Ooooohhhhhh . .. ooohhhh ..." Anna sighed enchantedly, trying to spread her legs wider inside her hampering panties so that he could reach her clitoris. He did, her efforts unnecessary; and once more she lurched uncontrollably as he touched the tiny nerve-plexus that was firmly erect beneath his caressing finger tip.
Dear God! It was more wonderful than Anna had ever imagined it could be! The sensations he was causing in her belly and secret sanctuary were beyond belief! Ohhh, she wanted more ... more! But the thought of his removing his finger from her craving pussy even for a moment kept her fixed in position on top of him. Passionately she kissed his mouth and kitten-like, licked his face; while through her aroused mind ran the graphic scenes of Wanda Falcon sucking her brother Bruin's penis earlier that very day ... Yes ... yes ...! She wanted to suck Todd too ...! To suck him and have him put his hot, hard cock right up between her legs . . . and be the boy to take her virginity ... !
"Damn, honey!" Todd choked huskily, "I-I've got to do something ... and soon! It's so hard, it aches... ! Let's get those panties off!"
Anna moaned as she lifted herself off of him to her knees. Todd sat up and helped her slip them down the long slender columns of her thighs; then, as she lay back and raised her legs, he removed them entirely. She stared up at him from her position on her back, her dress pulled
-up above her hips, her legs slightly spread apart, the enshadowing pussy hair sprinkled over her loins only faintly visible to him in the darkness of the night. Then, he heard her breath quicken as he pushed his bathing trunks down over his hips and strong thighs, finally stepping out of them to stand in opened shirt, his long lust-thickened cock at last free for her to see.
Slowly, Anna raised up, reaching out to take his hand and draw him down beside her, saying nothing, only gently pressing him onto his back with her hands against his chest. Then she moved downward until her head was even with his visibly throbbing penis, and before the naked youth realized what was happening, she encircled her warm, soft fingers around it and began to gently stroke it.
"Unghhhh . . .damn!" Todd grunted to the intoxicating feel of her hand.
"Oh Todd ... it... it's beautiful... !" she gasped; her lips parting moistly as she stared down through the darkness at it.
He couldn't believe it! Not that he hadn't been handled that way by many women in the past three years, but never had there been such a beautiful, virtuous young girl as this . . . and never had he really loved them. God, he hadn't even known the meaning of the word! But he did now ... ! Truly, he did ... !
He grunted again as she instinctively began to work her small grasping hand up and down; sliding the loose outer skin slowly back and forth over the spongy, purplish-head.
"Oh, darling, it is . . . exciting . . . just as I knew it would be ... ! I wish I could see it better!" Anna whispered, trembling excitedly at the hot, hard feel of it in her hand, lowering her face to better see it in the darkness. She saw the virile sac containing his testicles then, hanging below the widening base of his cock between his masculine thighs, a new thrill racing through her at the thought of them pumping their heated sperm far up into her wetly waiting vagina.
She wondered, as she lowered her head even further in magnetic desire toward his pulsating hardness, wondered if she would have realized how enchanting it really was, had she not had something in her mind to measure by? It was longer than Bruin's and thicker, and much more beautiful to her. Yes ... and it was as hot and hard inside her tightly clenched hand as she had imagined ... ridged up along the white shaft from the wide base upward, and more spongy and soft-appearing when she pulled its foreskin down and looked closely. She could see the intriguing split at its tip, and a tiny drop of viscid moisture had made a tear there! Dear God .. . what would it taste like?
Sitting between the Johnson twins, kissing one and then the other while they eagerly fondled her naked breasts, had done little to ease the pangs of jealous anger seething within Tina, and absolutely nothing to incite desire in her. More than anything, she wanted to leap to her feet and run down the lakeshore to where she thought Todd had taken Anna. She wanted to scream at him for what he was doing ... because she knew he was ... he was fucking her! Damn him!
"Let's ... let's go up behind the tamarisks where there's more privacy," Brian managed hoarsely, his calloused hand squeezing and kneading one of her budding young breasts in obviously building lust, while his brother mauled the other in equal desire.
"Yeah, why don't we?" Bruin put in huskily, trying to banish the thought of their father that kept creeping into his mind.
"I've got a better idea!" Tina exclaimed, worming out of their grasps and leaping to her feet to face them as she suddenly rolled the tiny wisp of her bikini bottoms down over her hips, buttocks, and thighs, presenting her voluptuous young body in an enticing nakedness before their gaping, startled eyes. "Let's have a nice little orgy right here! Well.. . ? Take off your trunks, boys! Let's see your equipment."
Both Bruin and Brian Johnson sat motionless, as if dumbstruck by Tina's wanton actions and words, while she stood before them smiling, her legs spread apart and her small hands smoothing teasingly over her slender waist upward to cup her full, young breasts to lift them provocatively, then downward again over the flatness of her belly to her narrow hips, slowly moving inward toward her sparse, golden-hair-covered mound, until her fingertips gently touched the outer flanges of her excitedly puffed cunt lips, her eyes sparkling in lewd sensuousness.
"Jeez!" Bruin exclaimed, his swollen rod of cock flesh jerking responsively inside his swim trunks, lustfully mesmerized by her licentious caressing of her own breathtaking body . . . even to her luridly brushing at her tight-slitted cunt! He couldn't help but compare her performance to that of her stepmother when she'd sucked him earlier in the day!
Brian couldn't speak; he merely gaped in open-mouthed awe, while his rigid young penis pulsed and strained against the borrowed swim-shorts, a wave of lascivious desire sweeping hotly through his groin. What was it with these Falcon women anyway? He's never even imagined there were people on earth like them .. . but damn, he was glad there were .. . !
"Come on, you guys! Don't be bashful!" Tina teased loudly, hoping that Todd would hear. 'Take them off and show me your pricks! I want to see if they look as much alike as your faces .. . !"
Brian didn't hesitate ... he couldn't wait any longer. He bolted to his feet and pushed at his trunks, then Bruin joined him. Suddenly, Tina's laughter filled the night as she watched them struggling frantically to strip, and abruptly, she whirled around, running down to the water.
"I've got another idea, fellows!" she called back over his shoulder. "Follow me for a skinny-dip .. . then we'll have our own little water circus! Come on, hurry . .. !"
They did . . . !
Todd was immune to the sight or sound of anything but what was taking pkdce down below in his feverishly excited loins. In the darkness, he could make out the silhouette of Anna's head and face hovering above his hotly throbbing length of hard cock-flesh that she was so tenderly holding and stroking in her small, soft hand, and he tensed in wild uncertainty at what would happen next... !
In loving experimentation, Anna drew its soft foreskin downward below the coronal rim, then peering close, she minutely examined the exposed glistening head, wishing that it were light enough to better see its velvet splendor as Todd's tensed body spasmed to her curiously exploring ministrations. Fantastic sensations of desire swirled through her, as she stared at the enticing droplet seeping from the tiny slit at the end. She had to taste its maleness! She had to ... !
Todd's breathing tightened in his throat! He never believed that she would; but as he raised his head and watched, her face continued to lower . .. then, he saw it happen! Her tiny pink tongue darted out and touched the tip of his cock right at the split, teasing and licking before it disappeared back into her mouth! Christ!
An ultimate quiver of erotic pleasure soared through Anna as the piquant tang of the seminal nectar sent messages of increased passion from her taste buds to her incited brain. Uncontrollably, she lashed out again, licking his rubbery cock-head with eager, moist tongue-strokes in search of more ... at last, opening her lips and slipping them slowly down over the warmly pulsating member in an effort to suck its heat and strength up into her mouth!
There was not the slightest doubt in Todd's mind that his was the first cock she had ever held in her tiny soft hand, let alone taken into her mouth; yet it was as if she had studied a course on the subject the way she was sucking it, swirling her tongue knowingly around the head while she stroked the heavy outer layer of skin up and down! God, it was heaven! He'd love her all the rest of his life .. . !
"Baby ... baby ... come up here!" he gasped, reaching down to gently draw her greedily sucking little mouth up off his penis and pull her up beside him. "We have a whole lifetime to do that... and we'll both do it to each other, but right now . .. I've got to fuck you, darling!"
"Oh... oh God, yes!" Anna whispered, delirious erotic desire stabbing at her belly and between her thighs at the beautiful sound of that word when he breathed it into her face with love. She kissed him passionately, pressing her tongue into his mouth to share the taste of his own wonderful cock with him.
Eagerly she helped him raise her dress above her hips once more, ungovernably rolling her head back and forth in her ever-growing need. Dear God, she wanted him so badly . . . ! She felt him lift himself over her to gently nestle between her unresistingly spread thighs, then he lowered his hard, warm body down onto hers.
"Oh, darling, darling, darling!" she moaned. "You feel so hot and nice ... and so natural cradled there!" She clutched at his neck, mashing her open hips up against his and squirmed the flatness of her belly tightly to his, while her long nails trailed over his back beneath his open shirt, raising little welts in their wake.
Possessively, Todd wedged his hands down beneath her, cupping the fullness of her warm, satiny buttocks; drawing her waiting receptive loins up tighter to him, pressuring with panting breaths against her, causing the hardness of his long hard organ to move up and down along her narrow, wide-splayed vaginal slit, sensing the velvety flesh growing more moist with each passing second. Her hips began an incessant rotation up against his passionately throbbing thickness until her legs snaked out wide on either side of his body, her calves locking behind his knees, as she lifted her hips in an effort to encircle his penis with her wildly tingling pussy.
Anna mumbled something, but Todd didn't try to decipher it; he was too engrossed with her almost naked little body under him, and with the lust-building sensuousness of his penis pulsating between the swollen lips of her warmly moistened cunt. . . and then her fingers were searching down over his body, exploring the secret hollows of him . .. while her hips and buttocks undulated in his hands as she ground her impassioned loins up desperately against his.
"Oh... oh God, Todd... do it now! Please ... don't make me wait any longer, darling? F-fuck me like crazy, now..."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Wanda's plans for a private exercise in auto-eroticism were interrupted the moment she got nicely settled in the reclining chair, a drink in one hand and her skirt raised to expose her moistly aroused genitals. She had just begun to caress and fondle the hairs along the edge where her sun-tan stopped when the telephone rang. At home she would have probably ignored it; but up here calls were rare and usually important; so she went to answer it, swearing under her breath.
It was Jack! He had been having radiator trouble with the old sedan and was at a garage about twenty miles away. Some new hoses were being installed; and he'd probably be tied up for another couple of hours.
"Do you want me to come after you, darling?" she asked, trying to keep the slur of the gimlets out of her voice.
"No, no ... that won't be necessary, baby," he answered. "I just wanted you to know so you wouldn't worry. I'll be there, but later than I expected."
"All right, darling... and when you get here, I have some exciting plan to discuss with you," she said in her most seductive tone.
"Hmmm, sounds interesting," he replied. "Can't you tell me over the phone ... ?"
"I think not, darling. . . but I'll give you this much of a hint... It involves Tina and you ... erotically, shall we say .. . ?"
"Damn, Wanda! Be careful what you say. That's a party-line, you know ..." he snapped; yet she perceived the obvious excitement in his voice at her words. "You ... you can tell me all about it when I get there."
"Yes, lover ... but it does sound stimulating, doesn't it?" she persisted, knowing that she had reached his lecherous libido.
"Y-Yes ... yes, it does ... but don't say anymore now. I'll be there in a couple of hours ..."
Wanda returned to her quiet deck chair, the sensual smile having already returned to her lips. She got herself comfortable, skirt raised, her rounded, full thighs slightly spread, then sipped at her drink as she affectionately toyed with her fingers around her own moist genitals. It occurred to her then that she wouldn't carry the act to completion, but instead would just relax and titillate her appetite in preparation ... to see how long she could last.
Tina was a strong swimmer; it was easy for her to stay a distance ahead of the Johnson twins, as she stroked toward the dark outline of the raft ahead. Suddenly the full moon had made its appearance, reflecting sufficient sunlight to illuminate her destination more clearly.
She loved to swim in the nude; she just wished it were Todd coming along behind her rather than those two ... although she was aware that normally, their handsome young bodies could pleasantly satisfy her. It was only that she'd had other plans ... and yes, she was furious and jealous; she'd wanted to be the first to have him, brother or not. What difference did it make? She didn't intend to have any babies by him, and what else was so horrible about an incestuous relationship? The people who said so just had twisted, warped minds; because those very same people went to church and sanctioned someone named Adam who had to have married his own flesh; and Lot, who obviously had screwed his own daughters.
The latter thought immediately inspired exciting visions of her father, and the revelation Wanda had gently and understanding^ informed her Of. God, how terribly upset she had been at first! But then, once the socially-acceptable reaction had worked away, the idea that her wonderful and handsome daddy desired her sexually had lifted her to unbelievable excitement.
Lord, she couldn't help but wonder what his penis would look like! Would it be long and thick? Strangely enough, after sharing a house with him all these years, she had never seen it!
"Hey, wait up!" one of the twins called from behind her.
Tina laughed and reached out to grasp the canvas-covered side. of the raft. She let the buoyancy of the salty water lift her shapely legs froglike; then she felt the swell of the lake gently lilting her naked body. Damn, she was hot! She'd let them both fuck her if they wanted to, right there in the water, and she would think of Todd and Daddy . . . but no more about Ric. No. .. sorry, Ric, she mused with a smile adorning her luscious lips. You've done all you can for me! I've moved on. Now it's time for Daddy and maybe even these two wild ranch boys.
Kaleb Johnson was in a state of enraged fanaticism!
His house was empty! At first, he could not believe it, but as he stomped from room to room and saw that their beds had not even been opened, an unbelievable wave of rage swept through his rigid form.
So, this was their orgy when he was away? But he didn't doubt for an instant their incestuous inclinations; when he left for Palm Springs to satisfy his own urgent needs, they sneaked away like dirty little rats to sin and sin, and sin again! He had never considered that.
With eyes ablaze he went to the ice box for a six pack and yanked the aluminum pull-cap.
Thirstily, he threw one back, and then took another. Again he drank quickly. Where could they be?
He ground his teeth together like a beast devouring its prey. Lust and licentiousness were at the bottom of this. He was sure of that, even as his own powerful loins throbbed in their unfulfilled desire. He would use a horse whip on the boys, just as his own father had beaten him!
And he would take that girl to a room and punish her in the very way that Moses dictated ... in the only way a wanton woman could understand! After all, she was a female with evil putrifying in her loins! There was only one cure for that. . . and he had the tool to do the job, thank the Lord!
He downed another beer and started to reach for a fourth. Where? Where would they go ... ?
Suddenly he snapped to his feet. Of course ... ! Why hadn't he thought of that? The Falcons! Those Medusas! And it had been planned.. . knowing he was off on a trip to Palm Springs. How perfect for those boys . . . how goddamn clever .. . giving themselves to the evil wantonness of those two daughters of Satan; while she, his own daughter, answered to the demands of that over-educated corrupt boy!
Once more he ripped open a beer and chug-a-lugged it. He crushed the can in his hands, wishing it had offered more resistance, like the old-fashioned ones used to do. He crashed it to the floor, his brain working feverishly. "You bitch! If only you hadn't taken those pills and had helped me in raising them!
Rot in hell, Wife! I'll teach them right from wrong. . . especially your baby daughter. . . ! And I'll do it tonight!"
Anna's whimpering plea begging him to take her . . . no, to fuck her... had raised unexpected sensations of lust in Todd; and he lifted himself, reaching down toward his loins, but she had anticipated him and her small hand darted between them to encircle his painfully throbbing cock, causing them both to gasp in heated passion.
Jesus! It felt so wonderful inside her clasping hand! For a long moment, she held it in possessive affection; then hesitantly guided its fleshy tip between the tight virginal lips of her passion-moistened vagina ... Ooohhhh ... it was her Todd's . .. her own handsome Todd's... and oh, how she wanted it inside her... !
Todd grunted above her as he felt her moving it up and down the dampened split, parting the soft silky hair of her tight little pussy with the palpitating, blood-engorged head.
"Hurry," he gasped chokingly. "Get it placed, honey ... then ... then spread your thighs as ... as far apart as you can . . . and lift your bottom ... it'll help to ... to open your..."
"My cunt?" Anna asked passionately, finishing his sentence with excited lewdness for
"Christ . . . ! Y-Yes . . . your beautiful, precious little cunt!" Todd whispered hotly, the sound of the obscene four-letter word tumbling from her delicate hps adding additional fuel to his building desire.
"All right darling... like this?" Anna questioned, spreading her firm young thighs and placing her feet flat in the sand to raise her pussy mound up against the tip of his probing cock.
"Oh Anna . . . you . . . you ..." Todd incoherently gasped at her eager bodily response and the wild tickling sensation of her fevered cuntal flesh brushing at the head of his penis.
"Now . . . now, darling do it! Please . . . fuck me!" she pleaded once more, undulating her nakedly raised buttocks back and forth in wanton desire, her hair-lined vagina nibbling warmly at the end of his aching member.
Todd couldn't have held back if his life depended on it! Yet, above all, he didn't want to hurt her, and her tight little pussy hole seemed so small to him as he began to exert pressure. He felt her tightly resisting opening give before the swollen rubbery tip of his cock and realized that she was holding her breath.
Suddenly Anna whimpered in a blend of passionate desire and trembling misgiving, and with a soft sucking sound her virginal passage abruptly pressured open. The elastic-rimmed tightness resisted for a moment more, causing a sharp little pain that took her breath away; the sudden thought racing into her brain that his long thick cock was never going to fit up inside her. Oh God, it was too big for her tight little passage ... ! Yes ... too big! And even as she speculated in growing anxiety, something gave ... ! Sharper stretching pains charged through her loins into her belly and she bit at her lip tightly.
"Damn ... that hurt you, didn't it, baby? And I wanted to do it without hurting you!" Todd moaned into her beautiful stunned young face. "You want me to stop?"
"No! No! Don't stop, darling!" Anna cried, rolling her head slowly back and forth, her fingers clawing into the hard flesh of his strong arms. "Do it! Please don't give up. Please try again!"
So he pressed his hips forward, slipping in by quarter and half-inches the thickened shaft of his hard cock into the hot velvety flesh of her virginal pussy passage ... gently, with more control than he thought he possessed, he moved against the warm, elastic resistance ... until she couldn't hold back a whimper of pain.
"Ooooohhhh . . . aaauuuggghhh ... darling . . . ooohhhh ... it hurts ... ! M-My God ... !"
Todd stopped then, catching her tossing head between his hands and bending down to kiss her swollen, chewed lips, feeling the moisture of her tear-dampened cheeks against his own. "Easy, baby, the worst is over," he soothed lovingly. "It'll be all right in a minute... hold tight to me ... yes, like that... dig your nails into me if you want... anything!" he whispered, his hands moving down to slip once again beneath her smoothly rounded buttocks, cupping them and holding them up to his loins as he once more began to gently, but firmly, push deeper up into her tight little cunt with his long hard penis.
"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God.. . !" Anna chanted painfully at his unceasing entry into her horribly stretched little vagina, the agony seeming to mount to an unbearable point... and then, they both felt it... the tight, vainly resisting membrane of her maidenhead giving way. Instantly his blood-filled cock slid easily inside her with a quick rush that left her gasping for breath!
By the faint light from the moon, Todd saw her eyes open wide, as did her mouth at the submerging charge of his stone-hard rod of flesh into the newly opened depths of her no-longer virginal pussy.
"Ooooohhhhh . .. auuugghhhhhhh!" she groaned uncontrollably as Todd felt the warm, velvetlike sheath slip over the sensitive tip of his stiffened cock... felt it race up her cuntal passage deep into her heaving little belly before he could control the pressure he had been forced to exert... her delightfully squeezing pussy walls, so moist and tight, clasping the entire length of his pulsating hardness ... and then he groaned in victory as he felt his cum-filled balls slap into the upturned cheeks of her tensely clenching ass.
Tina clung to the raft until Bruin and Brian came up on either side of her, catching a hand-hold on the anchored platform. They were both breathing hard from the exhaustion of their unaccustomed swimming; and she couldn't help but laugh at them.
"You boys don't have as much strength as I thought," she teased, suddenly reaching down in the water for Bruin's penis. . . and finding it quite flaccid. "Ohhhh, Bruin ..." she pouted tauntingly as he jerked and grunted to her licentiously grasping hand. "Now what do you expect me to do with a shriveled up ... "
"Jeez!" Bruin replied characteristically for the millionth time that evening, and Tina thought that if she heard it one more time, she would puke.
It was all so stupid in the first place, she decided, feeling Bruin's cool, naked body floating up behind her, his re-hardening penis brushing against her naked buttocks; and then his hands reached around to cup her breasts.
God . . . what was she doing? She didn't want either one of them . .. not really! Her jealousy and anger at Todd had goaded her into believing that in some way she would be getting even with him!
"Let's do it!" Bruin said huskily, one of his hands moving eagerly down over her belly toward her pussy.
"Do what?" Tina said, catching a hold on his wrist, then easily twisting out of his embracing arms.
"You know .. . what you said .. . about a water circus! Jeez, you know!" he gasped, thrashing in the water to reach her again.
"I've got a still better idea!" Tina tittered, easily keeping a distance between both boys and herself. "Why don't you two play with each other and I'll watch ... ?"
"W-What?" Bruin asked incredulously.
Tina laughed openly at them, and Bruin snapped, "Why .. . why you damn little bitch. Come on, Bruin, let's get her ... !"
Still laughing, Tina struck out toward shore with both of them in hot pursuit; but she kept her distance in front of them, with no worry about being caught. "Catch me, boys, and I'll let you fuck me ... if you still have the strength!" she called back mockingly in the, darkness. Then she began seriously putting increasing space between them. Once to the lakeshore, she would scoop up her bikini and run up to the house. God, what had she been thinking of anyway? Daddy was coming tonight. .. might even be there now! Sweet, sweet Daddy!
Anna felt the hard, spongy tip of Todd's cock pressing relentlessly deep up inside her, against what must surely be her cervix; the ridges of solid flesh along its length, the tickling of his testicles crammed tightly into the smooth crevice between her trembling buttocks, all were suddenly a part of her. Something delightful was happening within her quivering, heaving belly. She wasn't exactly sure what it was, but she had become one with him; and in spite of the remaining vestiges of pain still alive between her legs, her tiny tongue slipped out to begin an erotic licking at her lips.
Todd could faintly see the flaring of her nostrils as she lay fully impaled beneath him; with his wildly pulsating cock entombed up inside her heated channel to its hilt. He lowered down to kiss her waiting, receptive mouth. She clung ardently to him, moaning with passion and nibbling at his tongue as he gently began to flex the rigid stalk of his organ inside her, raising lewd little sounds of desire in her throat, until at last, she began to answer with a responsive tightening of her vaginal muscles, and her flaring nostrils picked up the cadence.
It was a strange exotic sensation, but hardly painful any longer, Anna reasoned nebulously. In its place a maddening electric tingle of rapture had bloomed inside her belly and thighs that raced crazily over the raw nerve-endings of her vibrant young body. Dear God, this was it. .. love! ... the reason for being ... the meaning of all things! Yes ... yes ... all things tightly embodied into one that rippled through her shamelessly aroused cunt and out its fleecy outer lips, coursing like tiny pitchforks carrying imps over her milky-white thighs to the full length of her legs and about her toes as she curled them tightly to the soles of her feet. It shot from her contracting belly insanely through her rib-cage to the distended nipples of her throbbing breasts.
"Ooohhh ... ooohhh., Todd darling! Do it... do it! I want it moving in and out of me now . .. please, my darling . .. now!"
Gently at first, then increasing tne pace and length of his stroke, Todd began to fuck into her, establishing an erotic sawing motion, his ever-expanding cock riding moistly up into her delicious young cuntal channel, her body reacting instinctively as she writhed and squirmed beneath him, lifting her loins to his in an impassioned agerold rhythm of fucking.
There had never been a girl like this! ... a girl! ... a moment! ... a sensation of such complete enrapturing love! God, how he loved her, Todd realized almost fanatically! His whole meaning for being... his exact destiny on this earth had been fulfilled the moment she was born! He watched her toss her beautiful head in unequivocal bliss, all signs of pain completely gone from her magnificent young body, her legs spread wide in lustful acceptance of his thick impaling cock, beautifully shaped legs that quivered and twitched spasmodically in unashamed sexual tempo, while her tongue slithered moistly in an in-and-out oral fucking duplication of what was going on below.
Love and lust made weird partners, Todd thought in utter happiness. God, she wanted him as much as he wanted her; and in true love, not the phony stuff he had been involved in before. Meaningfully, he began to move into her with greater force, sensing how much she was ready for; lengthening his strokes as well as quickening them as she whimpered ecstatically for more. He drew his wetly glistening penis nearly out of the tight little sheath that clasped it so ravenously; then thrust it back deep into her welcoming teen-aged pussy, his sperm-bloated balls slapping hard against the puckered entrance to her anus!
Possessively he gaped downward in the faint light to see where his long thick shaft of flesh was sliding, smoothly now in and out of her tight little cunt, concentrating on the mind-blowing sensations of the hair-lmed folds of her clasping vaginal flesh clinging to him on every withdrawal stroke. He began ramming with controlled force up into her belly, her passage of velvety raw pussy flesh sucking at his penis as might a new-born baby's lips on its mother's nipple each time he pulled it out.
"Oh ... ooohhhh, darling!" Anna gasped. "Yes... ! Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Do it hard! Fuck me hard!"
"I love you!" Todd gasped, kissing her lips, nose, eyes.
"Y-Yes ... I know! And I... I... oh God, Todd! Todd? Todd? I'm ... I'm .. . going to ... !" Anna gasped, squirming madly to the sensations of ultimate release building inside her. "I'm going to... to doit.. . !"
"To cum?" he blurted.
"Yes ... ! To cum ... cum ... cum .. . !"
To her immediate knowledge, Wanda couldn't recall such intense fermentations of desire as she had set-off with her forbidden plans, Jack's phone call, plus the taunting of her own never-satisfied desires.
She had sat very placidly in the reclining' chair, incited by the view of her own thighs spread open before her, with her hotly tingling cunt beneath her caressing hand so nakedly exposed to the desert night. She had made up her minjj not to make herself climax, only to prepare herself for what was to come later. And then, the lights!
In a scurry, Wanda tugged down her skirt as the vehicle swung into the yard. It couldn't be Jack! She moved forward and stood, then saw the terrifying presence of Kaleb Johnson.
She had the door hooked, but his powerful hand against it had torn the fixture from its place in the wall.
"Where are they, lady?" he questioned menacingly. "Where are my kids?"
Wanda backed away in stunned fear, cringing before the rage which he embodied. "I-I... they're ..." she stammered and choked on the words, unable to get them out.
"Don't toy with me, woman!" the menacing figure continued. "Where are they?" He was standing taller than she remembered him.
"The ... the .. . barbecue pit down by the shore ... that's all.. . they're " grilling some steaks, Mr. Johnson!" she managed at last, her hand clutching at the hollow of her slender throat. "Please ... they haven't done anything wrong. I've been right here chaperoning... listening to them laughing and singing..."
"Huh!" he glowered, and then turned sarcastic, "You? God forbid! Some chaperone you'd make!"
And with that he was off, tearing down the path from the patio through the cactus garden to the lake front! Dear God! She could only pray that he wouldn't catch them right in the act... ! Oh, Jack ... why don't you come . .. ?
Todd could only think of a tiny squirming little animal as Anna moaned and whined underneath him, guttural sounds of impending release coming from deep in her throat, while her trembling thighs opened and closed around him as she thrust her hips upward onto his impaling hardness in counter motion to his wild plunges.
"Ooohhh ... darling, harder ... hardeeerrr!" she whimpered blissfully, drawing back her legs and locking them over his shoulders, presenting him a gift of her full, widespread cunt. Her eyes and teeth were clenched tightly together, while her face twisted and strained as her orgasm approached.
Todd clutched his fingers into the firm, satiny flesh of her driving young buttocks, lifting and drawing them tighter to him, then he sensed her contracting cunt-walls open like a myriad of tiny wells, emitting a flood of warm, gushing female secretions to bathe his frantically pumping cock. He rammed harder, faster, burrowing deep, deep into the hot liquid depths of her spasming channel, and the liquid seeped wetly out around his battering organ, flowing down the crevice of her lovely white ass cheeks to flood his balls as they clapped rhythmically against her excitedly working anus .., !
"Where are you? In God's name, where are you, you brats of Satan?"
Todd felt an icy chill race the length of his spine at the blood-curdling sound of that voice cutting into the peace and beauty of the night!
"Oh my God! It's Pa...!" Anna cried, suddenly shoving and clawing as she twisted savagely to get from beneath her panting young lover who was still trying to plunge his unfulfilled cock into her now fearfully-recoiling passage.
"Oh, Christ.. . just another moment!" Todd whispered pleadingly, trying to hold her pinned under him while his hips worked in a desperate rutting motion.
"Stop! Let me up, damn you!" Anna spat and writhed in her panic. "Let me up or I'll scream and .. . and hell kill you ... !"
Todd couldn't trust his ears. A look of horrified madness that had come over her.. . and her threat! It struck him that she wasn't exaggerating, that in her terrible fear of this mad-man she would sacrifice him and cry rape ... !
He rolled off of her; hearing, but not listening to the frightened voices of her brothers cowering before the enraged man's roar. He watched as she pulled on her panties, frantic whimpers emanating from the lips that had shown such love. She hurriedly straightened her hair and her dress before deserting him and his painfully aching cock without even so much as a goodbye!
CHAPTER NINE
Tina had gotten to the shore and was hastily collecting her bikini pieces with the boys hollering and thrashing in the water behind her. She had begun to laugh as she raced nakedly up the path toward the house. It was fun really until she had noticed the lights and heard Kaleb Johnson's savage voice talking to her step-mother.
The terror that had rushed through her was not for herself, but for the twins and even for Anna. Quickly she had run back to the shore to meet the twins who were struggling out of the water and rushing toward her with outstretched arms and half-erect penises.
"Hurry!" she warned. "It's your father! Put some clothes on and keep him busy while I find Todd and Anna!"
With that she had disappeared into the brush like a desert squirrel, still carrying her tiny bits of bikini in her hand. The high chaparral angrily clawed and stung her white naked flesh. Her high-set young breasts swayed and bounced as she ran through the moonlight in an attempt to find them ... but she never did.
Finally she had heard the unmistakable voice again, along with the pleading cries of Bruin and Brian, and the sobbing whimpers of Anna; the truck had started up and left. Only the desert and the moonlight remained. She slipped into her bikini once more and started back toward the cottage. God, she thought, what an utter disaster this party had turned out to be.
Wanda was in the living room, another drink in her shaking hand. Her face was drawn and pale in the wake of intense fear when Tina entered.
"Thank God, you're all right, baby!" her step-mother exclaimed, then sighed heavily, leaning back in her chair. "I was just going to start looking for you ..."
"I hid in the brush when I heard his voice," Tina said, walking into the light to see what damage she had done to her satiny tan. A few red welts and a scratch here and there .. . nothing serious. "Did Todd come back yet?"
"He's in his room . .. looking dreadful. I even think he was crying, Tina ..." Wanda said, her own beautiful eyes visibly moist. "Did anything happen ... I mean, were you doing things?"
"No ... not really," Tina replied evasively. She could see no reason to explain. "But God, Wanda, what a gruesome man he is! If only Daddy had been here . . . ! I thought he was coming tonight."
"He is, darling. He ran into some car trouble. He'll be late, but he's coming," Wanda reassured her, taking a long swallow from her glass. "And
I'm going to demand that he keep that self-righteous brute off this property. My God, those poor kids. . . ! I wonder what he'll do to them."
Tina didn't try to answer her question; she was more interested in her own brother and what had really happened between Anna and him. Had he done it to her? Maybe she had been too scared or too prudish. She hoped so. "I'm going in to see Todd."
"His door is locked, baby," Wanda said, "I think it's better if we leave him alone until he decided to come out. He seemed quite upset."
Tina nodded, following her step-mother's advice. Maybe it would be best to wait awhile ... to let him rest. .. but she was definitely going to him, and this very night! Even the traumatic experience with Mr. Johnson had done nothing to quell the desire that had been surging inside her all day .. . and secretly, perhaps she was glad that the awful man had made his appearance! Now she could have him, her Todd, all to herself. .. Where had she put that pocket flashlight anyway?
Todd lay- stripped on his bed in his room, the moonlight providing the only light through the open window which also served to carry away the sweet smell of the grass he was smoking. His unsatisfied penis was still in a state of semi-erection while a nauseating ache pulsated in his groin.
Christ, he still couldn't believe the way she had turned on him, her luscious body cringing in fear... one minute loving him ... the next, ready to betray him .. . ! Love? Bullshit! Damn her beautiful, hot little ass! What kind of hold was it that such a lunatic could have on his kids? Not that it made a hell of a lot of difference to him anymore; their one night love affair was certainly finished. Todd Falcon would be the last man in the world she would ever want to see again. And if she was that hung up on her old man, he wasn't so sure that he gave a damn anyway! Only... only that was a lie! he realized, dragging deep from the joint in his hand and keeping the smoke down long enough to let its full euphoric effects work to soothe his physical and mental frustrations.
To hell with it.. . with her, the little Judas! It was back to the hookers for him! Leave the unsoiled precious virgins to their goddamned make-believe world and their screwy fathers ... ! Damn ... oh shit! He wanted to bawl! And his lousy cock was still as hard as a broom handle!
Two more vodkas, following Tina's exit to her room, had returned Wanda's frazzled nerves to near normal, besides re-kindling the as-yet unsated lust she had spent the evening building to the brink of perfection. Of course, her booze intake was having its effect on her too, she realized. But she had reached that never-never land where her lecherous libido was taking command over all else.
And Jack, damn him, where was he? It seemed hours since he'd called. Sending her and the kids, up here . .. exposing them to that pervert. . . just because he couldn't face up to the fact that he lusted after his own daughter! Well, she was hot for his son too, and right at that very moment her pussy was like a nest of ants, palpitating with excitement just thinking about him!
God! He had been in his room for over an hour. . . maybe longer, she had lost track of time.. . but she'd heard him unlock his door and go to the bathroom sometime before; and she was sure that he hadn't relocked it when he'd returned .. . and he was lying in there alone... naked probably, his sleek young muscular body stretched out in the breeze by the open window. . . perhaps with his already experienced teen-aged cock hard with frustration and need. And the need that she had and wanted to share would immerse him in her insatiable passion . .. !
Awkwardly, Wanda got up, using chairs and tables to stay on her feet. Lord, she was tight! And how! Woooo . . . ! She smiled to herself foolishly. Not that she needed any extra help for the seduction. But still she stumbled toward her bedroom to undress and rub perfume into her full breasts, experiencing insane little spirals of desire in her already hungrily swollen cuntal lips as she brushed some there, too.
Kaleb Johnson, a razor strap in his calloused hand, stood menacingly over the table in his spartan kitchen while the three young hostages shuddered in their chairs around him.
"Retribution is at hand, you vile excretions of your mother's womb!" he whispered to them. "Do you think for one moment that I haven't known what goes on around here? The Good Lord had better have mercy on your unforgivable sins . .. because I don't intend to! I'm going to skin the very hide off your backs!" He spat viciously at the twins; then, to their sister who sat quietly sobbing, "You slut, I'll show you in another way, the only way your lustful soul will understand! But first... according to His Law, you will confess ... openly to me and before your sister and brother the filth you've all shared in ... then will come the punishment. Speak, damn you, speak!"
Of the three, only Anna did not move as his hand crashed down on the table to emphasize his words. Both Bruin and Brian collapsed in tears of anguish and cowardice. It had occurred to Anna suddenly that there was nothing else this miserable fiend who was her father could do to destroy her. In her frantic fear, she had panicked like a stricken animal rushing for the security of its lair before the hunter; only to find himself in safety and realize that his mate lies naked and wounded out there before the hunter's loaded gun!
Dear God, what had she done to the only person who had ever tried to make her happy, truly blissfully happy? She loved him, and she had left him ... or was it that she was trying to save him ... ?
"We... we didn't do anything, Pa! I swear it!" Brian blurted. "We just swam and stuff.. .! Honest! And if that woman hadn't done what she did to me today, I wouldn't even've been there!"
"What are you saying, boy?" Kaleb shouted, catching his son's forearm in a hammer-lock, causing the boy to wince. "Tell me! What're you saying?"
"Ungh!" Brian winced again at his father's inhuman grasp. "It-It's the truth, I swear it! She ... she caught me in the woods peeing and jumped me from behind! She ... she raped me, Pa ...!"
"God Almighty!" he gasped.
"It's ... true ... true, Pa!" Bruin finally joined in, seeing a way out of his own punishment. "She did the' same to me earlier... when I left to take Anna to Imperial. She was on the private road out of gas, and I poured her some from our jerry-can. Then ... then, she took me into the woods and did things to me! Oh God, on my honor, I swear it!"
"Did things? What things?" the crazed interrogator continued with new interest.
"Things .. . like ... like taking my penis and. .. and putting it in her mouth!" Bruin confessed.
"Sit up, son! This is no time to whimper like a weak-livered woman! Did she ... did she draw out and swallow your seed?"
"Oh, Pa ... !"
"Well, answer me, did she?"
"Yes! Yes, she did!" Bruin shrieked.
"And you, brother of this weasel, did she extract the sperm from your loins?"
"Y-Yes ... yes, she did!" Brian blurted, lowering his head in shame.
"Foul vermin of depravity!" he spat vindictively. "And you, maiden of lust, let me hear your revolting story!"
Anna did not speak. Her brother's cowardly submission had somehow given her strength. Suddenly, she felt her head being jerked from her hands by the hair, and a shrieking pain raced through her head as if she were the victim of an Indian scalping.
"Speak up, you foul bitch!" her father spat viciously. "If you choose to protect your evil brothers! But you'll witness retribution! You'll come with us while we, your brothers and myself, bear the staff of righteousness into that evil place, extracting an eye for an eye, and carrying out the Word of the Lord!"
Brian looked to his brother's pale and frightened face, finding little there but a reflection of his own fears. "What-What do you mean, Pa ... !" he struggled to speak.
"What do I mean? I'll show you! All of you, get back in the pickup! The Johnson family is going to seek vengeance in kind ...!"
CHAPTER TEN
Accidentally, Tina fell asleep, the tiny flashlight still in her hand.
Todd lay in the sage-scented breeze that came up from the lake, whispering through the desert brush to sooth his naked flesh. He couldn't sleep. In the hypnotic spell of three joints, he expected to go out like a light, but it didn't happen. His lust-thickened penis protruded from his pelvis like a samurai sword, and his whole loin ached with his unfulfilled desire. He tossed and turned for over an hour, rubbing it between his belly and the sheets; but he sensed it growing more feverish rather than less . . . until he had reached the point of doing what he had not been forced to do in two years.
'Shit! What difference did it make? His groin throbbed painfully! No use of thinking about her anymore... it was over! No emotional involvement ... no responsibility ... maybe that was the way!
The opening door caught his eye. He held still until he was sure; and then, out of the shadows he saw her moving toward his bed. Who else but his step-mother! Wanda! My God, completely and beautifully naked ... Wanda ... ever moving toward his bed she came, a smile ... a coy smile on her face, the absolute magnificence of her huge breasts undulating with every step she made all the way across the room. And then he saw the rest of her: the tiny waist, the wide hips, the tan thighs and the smattering of dark curling pubic hair covering her cunt. He saw it all and then returned his eyes to the erect nipples standing out straight even with the obvious weight of those huge tits.
"Wh-What the hell!" he gasped at her.
She sat down on the edge of his bed. "Are ... are you ready for me, baby?"
He could see her better now as she emerged from the shadows into the full moonlight. Christ! His father would kill him! Sne was beautiful... an incarnation of all the wet dreams he had ever had! He said, "I think you got the wrong door ... !"
"No, I've got the one I looked for," she answered softly, crawling on to the bed ... and then, lips were upon his, and he drew her up into his arms until her breasts slowly crushed against his chest. He turned his head away and forced her tongue out of his mouth.
"What're you trying to prove, Wanda?"
"That you want me ... and I want you!" she answered softly, but emphatically.
"Okay ... okay ... but what about Dad?"
"What about him, darling? What... how much do you know about your dad? Remember, you were all Momma's boy. Now what do you know about your dad?"
Of course Todd didn't catch the gist of her monologue. She kept talking, confusing him. And if he had listened, it was doubtful that he would have followed what she was saying. The feel of her nakedly enticing body blending against his was enough to blind his senses. He began to rub his painfully swollen cock up against her soft yielding belly; and soon her hand descended to tease it, grasp it, and taunt it even more in skilled sensual stroking.
Wanda ran her thumb over the slit at its tip, finding the expected drop of secretion and smoothing it down over the shaft's rubbery head, around its crown and beneath its coronal rim. She felt Todd squirm and jerk beneath the touches of her educated hand. She leaned close, offering her mouth in an open but controlled kiss; and he lifted his head to receive it. Only later did she apply slow and taunting pressure, squeezing the wedge of her tongue in to taunt his lips and slip between them into his mouth.
Hungrily, she felt him suck it into the cavern, his own young masculine tongue and clean white teeth imprisoning it in a warm sucking motion that told her all she wanted to know.
He was ready ... more than ready! She had timed her entrance perfectly!
"Oh, God ... y-you bitch!" he gasped. "You beautiful bitch!"
She slithered from his grasp lower to kiss his chest and the hard nipples of his athletic body. Swirling her tongue around their hairy edges, she raised her hand and said, "I'm going to suck your cock, little darling Todd! I'm going to suck it until it squirts all of its love-juice into my mouth, then I'll come back and kiss you with it still on my lips!"
For a long moment, he breathed heavily, before he said, "You beautiful wanton bitch! Damn! Go ahead! I want you to! Suck it, Mamma! Suck it 'til I come!"
She squirmed downward in the bed, then kissed his navel and laved his lean muscular stomach with her tongue, sensing him writhing and jerking beneath it. She still held to his long hard shaft, working its outer layer of hot, heavy skin back and forth over the rigidly throbbing flesh, measuring it, feeling its thickness and ruling its length by the width of her hand, and not disappointedly ... certainly excited if by nothing more than the soft, springy sensation of his dense pubic hair beneath the base of her fingers and palm ... and finally the feel of his full, bloated testicles when she searched down there and cupped them warmly ...
And that was where her hand rested, encompassing the inflated sphere of his balls when she lowered her face and mouth to the lust-swollen head of his cock and began to explore and lick at the split of its tip, wild sensations of lewd pleasure charging through her and spilling the honeyed secretions from the secret sources of her hotly pulsating vagina.
When all was fixed and Jack Falcon had paid the bill, he drove out of the garage slowly and turned along the narrow street toward the highway with a tiny lump in his throat, the words of his luscious young wife still looming strong in his mind.
"... it involves you and Tina erotically ... !"
God! Had she realized what she was saying? Or had she been drinking too much again? The damned vodka was getting to be a problem... for some reason or other. He'd noticed it too many times; but even so, she had said "you and Tina" very plainly! And there was only one meaning to such a statement, after the way he had blurted out his confession of his desires.
Oh Lord! Yes, oh Lord! What else was there to say? He'd been a madman to let her know his terrible need, even if.. . maybe especially because, she was his own wife! What must she really think of him, now that she knew?
A father coveting his own daughter .. . but it was true! He did! Jesus, he even dreamed about it! He went to sleep with his cock hard in longing for her, and awakened with it throbbing in the aftermath of his lurid dreams. The lurching shaft of flesh was even uncontrollable in her presence in the hallway or at the breakfast table when he looked hungrily at her long blonde hair, her young breasts visible through her little nightie, the semblance of the face that had belonged to her beautiful mother.
"Bye bye, Daddy!" she would sing... and the kiss and hug.. . But then, there had been the kiss when they had left for the Salton Sea, and he knew for sure now that he'd felt her tongue teasing provocatively and subtly at his lips, and he had seen the twinkle of awareness in her eye ...!
Damn! He should keep driving right straight up to Marina del Rey to look up Sandi. Maybe he could resolve it all there.. . empty the incestuous lust from his loins . .. and she would be ready ... waiting ... with that statuesque body of hers! But he knew he would not... had no intention of doing such a thing! Tina . .. Tina ... it was Tina that he had to have ... and Wanda had said, "... erotic plans ... involving you and Tina ..." or something like that!
Evil! Horribly evil! But he wanted it.. . hei, his own baby, flesh of his flesh . . . !
Shit, his cock was so hard he thought it would crack open!
Todd could not control the moan of erotic pleasure that escaped him as the older woman planted herself on her knees between his thighs which she had spread to her own desire, her lovely face hovering above his rock-hard shaft of flesh in the faint light of the moon; her heavy mop of hair taunting his belly and obscuring the view of her heavy scented breasts swaying gently beneath her as she clung to his achingly hard penis.
Christ! His own stepmother! His dad's wife! About to suck his cock! And he wanted her to! Wanted her to so badly! God-damn, he'd scream aloud if she didn't... but she was going to... he didn't have to worry about that, he knew, watching her wetly, ovalled hps moving down toward it!
God, it was enticing! Longer and thicker than his father's, Wanda noticed through wild and hungry, liquor-glazed eyes! Longer and thicker ... a splendid cock for so young a man!
For one long moment, she taunted her own desire as well as his; just devouring its youthful beauty with her eyes ... the rich purple color of its vibrant head, the tiny bead of pre-ejaculated cum that crowned it, the wiry pubic hair around his groin, the magnificent sac and size of his virile young balls hanging so promisingly between his sinewy thighs.
"Oooh . .. ! I've been through enough teasing tonight, Mamma!" Todd groaned, thrusting the hardened shaft up at her. "Either do what you have in mind, or I'll cum off in your face!"
Wanda tittered almost silently at his proud defiance, suddenly caressing his testicles and upward along the arched stalk of hardened flesh, his peaked lust apparent in his voice as much as his cock. Whatever had happened in the bushes with that neighbor girl, it was going in her favor. She lowered her face again and licked at its tip with her tiny tongue, exploring the damp little slit in such a way that he could watch. Her eyes closed and her hot, watering mouth, ovalled and quivering in lewd hunger, slipped down over it . . . down . . . down . . . down ... taking three-quarters of it into the soft warmth .. . sucking, pulling, drawing ... while her tongue played erotic swirling games all around it; and he gasped aloud in sensual pleasure!
Christ! His father's wife was sucking his cock!
Tina awakened with a start, her senses slowly adjusting to the state of her body. She found herself squirming, belly-down and mound extended against the cool sheet, before she actually comprehended in her mind the depth of it all. It came back to her in bits and pieces, along with the meaning of the flashlight in her hand! Lord, she was almost flooded between the legs! Even the bed was wet from the excited moisture seeping from between her tight pussy-lips! She had had a dream ... a crazy affair where both Todd and her Daddy had been her lover in simultaneous flashes . .. and God, she was so hot... so hot!
There wasn't the slightest hesitation in her mind at what she was going to do as she swung from the bed with the little flashlight and walked to the door . . . not the slightest!
But in the hallway, she was surprised to see light still coming from the living room! Wanda must still be out there. Daddy hadn't arrived yet! She had fallen asleep ... ! Good ... !
Slowly, she turned the knob of Todd's" door, slowly and silently, pressing inward, the flashlight in her hand ... but she never had to flick it on... there was enough light to see everything!
Not that the sight before her was such a shock ... it wasn't! She had seen Wanda before in similar positions ... but dear God, never with her brother Todd! Neither of them heard her gasp, and she didn't have to grasp onto anything to support her in stunned astonishment In fact, for quite a while she just stood there, taking in the spectacle of Wanda's head bobbing up and down over his loins, her magnificent buttocks spread open and raised obscenely high to present the tiny puckered ring of her anus and the fleshy, parted, hair-lined lips of her cunt with its moist pink flesh between... all erotically swollen and waiting for some expected enchantment to come and fulfill it, much as was her own.
She stood and waited, hypnotically caught up by the sight of her pretty step-mother's genitals ... perhaps because once before she had felt them and played in the moist slit of her cunt to offer her relief. .. whatever? She stood transfixed as much by their magic to her personally as to what the beautiful Wanda was doing for her darling brother.
To Tina, it suddenly seemed as if she herself was sucking Todd just by watching Wanda's beautiful oral ministrations; and in all truth, she knew that she couldn't do it as skillfully, or with such practiced control.. . ! But she could help ... ! Yes, she could help ... help by inspiring Wanda!
Unbelievable sensations, the likes of which she had never even conjured in her most passionate moments charged through Tina as she stared fixedly at Wanda's nakedly exposed buttocks and genitals. She had never imagined such enticingly compelling thoughts as were racing through her confused mind at that moment... or had she? Had she three years ago when she'd slept over with Sally Anderson, her next-door neighbor, and Sally had licked her pussy but she wouldn't return the favor? They had been nine ... ten ... whatever ... what difference? God ... she wanted to now! Really and truly wanted to ...!
Todd raised his head and saw her then, an odd look of distorted apprehension trying to twist his face, but his lascivious desire was unquestionably controlling him.
"It's all right, darling," Tina heard herself say, feeling the broadening smile appearing on her lips as she kneed her body on to the bed. "I understand ... she just beat me here is all...!"
"Oh... oh Christ!" Todd gasped, staring at her in her pure, voluptuous nakedness, unable to comprehend the beautifully wicked obscenities he was being drenched in. Good God! They were both some kind of primitive sorceresses ... and Tina, she... she was crawling onto the bed behind the fiendish witch sucking his cock as if she were going to pull the lining from his balls through that tiny hole! Christ, what else was that baby sister of his going to do but lick the she-demon's cunt! Lick her cunt while she sucked him!
Goddamn! He couldn't stand it! It was blowing his mind! What the hell had happened anyway? What had he walked into by coming home? Get up .. . get up, Todd Falcon! Kick 'em away! Oh Christ... he couldn't! His balls were afire with the very seething spell that they had cast! Afterwards . .. yes, after .. . ! He would and could be all righteousness after ... soon ... very soon ... the way she was sucking him, taking the full length of his throbbing cock right down into her throat, pulling and sucking at it satanically, laving it with her tongue on the outstroke, the pink ridges of her inner lips pulling out as she sucked up off of it obscenely; then vanishing again as she plunged down, while she caressed and scraped her nails beneath his pulsating balls ...! Oh Christ... Anna ... Anna . .. !
Probably nothing could have prevented the brute she had thought of as her god-fearing father from dragging her bodily to the home of the Falcons. Anna suffered a feeling of total disgust as they burst into the living room, her father hauling her behind him as his two subdued sons trailed in back of them ... walking brazenly into the privacy of the Falcon house with the wrath of his vengeance as his only protection.
"Where are you, daughter of satan?" he thundered, moving from one room to another and kicking open doors. "The vindication of Moses is upon you, whore!"
... And then, even before the echo of his voice had alerted anyone, he had found the bedroom door and nearly unhinged it, his foul cigar-smelling breath catching in his throat at the sight he saw!
Anna too couldn't control a cry of despair at the depraved orgiastic spectacle! She wanted to turn her face away, but could not! The tiny pink tongue of Tina was still lodged in her step-mother's cunt, and Wanda Falcon had yet to let go of Todd's thrusting cock that was obviously pumping its warm white nectar into her mouth, her desperately swallowing throat the telltale giveaway .. . !
And that is what hurt Anna the most.
"Oh... oh, you dreg of hell's cesspool!" Kaleb Johnson roared, his eyes narrowing to slits. "Not only my children, but your own, eh? Bitch! Filthy, trollop bitch!" He began to pull at his clothing wickedly. "Well, prepare yourself, whore of Babylon! The wrath of Moses is upon you!" He turned then to his sons, "Get your pants off and fit yourself with the only weapon this slut understands! Before we're done tonight, the Law of Damnation will be planted forever in her brain!"
No room in the bounds of the civilized world had ever witnessed such an insane debacle, Todd reasoned, rolling away from his step-mother's hungrily sucking mouth, the thin white string of his semen still attaching her lower lip obscenely to the head of his cock! And Tina had leaped from the bed, finding a corner, as if to hide her adolescent nakedness!
The realization that this man would dare break into their house was beyond Todd's belief! Yet he was there, and unafraid! And at that very moment, was stripping the clothes from his body in their father's castle ...!
"Goddamnit! What do you think you're doing?" Todd swore at him, leaping from the bed to his feet.
"Boy! I'll tell you once and for all! Your sin, and that of my sons and daughter, unpardonable as it may be, is yours to confess at the day of the Great Reckoning! But you try to stop me from avenging the evils of this slut and I'll smash your face and rip your cock out by its roots! The vengeance of the Lord is upon her!"
Even as he stared at the sinewy man stripping himself of his clothing, as casually as if he were going to take a swim in the lake, with his sons in the shadows, pulling at their own clothes to remove them, Todd couldn't help but try to think of a way to protect Wanda.
He gazed down at her, lying on the bed with eyes the size of eggs; her mouth open, her breath coming in long gasps. And suddenly he sensed that those dilated eyes were staring and waiting for the appearance of Kaleb Johnson's loins!
He looked across the room at where Tina had shrunk into a corner with Anna beside. It seemed strange to him how his sister was stroking her head soothingly, whispering something he couldn't hear into her ear.
He moved toward them as Kaleb Johnson paraded himself around the bed, his tremendously hairy masculine frame completely nude; the fantastic length and breadth of his huge cock like some vestige of an extinct species of giant primeval man.
Anna sucked in her breath and with uncertainty reached for Todd's nearby hand. In her whole lifetime, she had never seen her father's penis. "Oh God!" she gasped, "he isn't human!"
Todd held her to protect her from the shock, hardly aware that in so doing he was pressing his own naked organ against her.
"It's all right, darling," Anna said to him. "It doesn't matter what you were doing. I wasn't exactly proud of how I ran away either. I guess neither of us could be expected to behave normally around these people."
Then came Tina's voice, "He . .. he'll tear her open with that . . . and she's so beautiful. .. such a beautiful person ..."
"Tina! For God's sake!" Todd blurted out. "Get the hell out of here! You've lost your mind ... !"
She got to her feet, undeniable bitterness in her eyes even in her nakedness. "What do you know, Todd Falcon?" she spat at him. "What do you know about anything? Right before your eyes a man is about to rape your own step-mother! And what are you doing to help her?"
She ran to the door and neither tried to stop her. Instead, Todd's brain was suddenly incensed with her words. What was he going to do to stop him? To help her? Nothing! Precisely nothing! But not because he was scared to have his cock mangled! Mainly because he knew from the look in Wanda's eyes that she wanted it! That god-awful horrendous cock flailing in the air as he moved toward her still-spread thighs, and the two young side-kicks posed on either side of her! She wanted them too! The whole ball of wax! And what was worse, there was no doubt that she was about to get it!
In his nakedness, Todd held on to Anna, watching her father wedge himself arrogantly between Wanda's thighs, his face like a painting by Grant Wood, pious Americana, but gone wild with lust!
"Retribution is at hand, whore! Where do you want me to start?"
"Oh ... oh God, please . .. don't hurt me," she whined. "It.. . it's so big ... "
"Yet you're hot for it, aren't you, bitch? You want it ripping at your guts inside!" he hissed into her ear. "It's going to slash your whoring belly wide open, but you don't care!"
"Oh ... oh God, please ... do it but... don't hurt me," Wanda begged almost pathetically.
Kaleb Johnson laughed out loud. "Listen to me, slut! When this tool is rammed inside you, the son you sucked will shove his cock up"your ass .. . and then, the boy you raped will cram that puny weapon of his down your throat to suck, just like you were sucking your own son's when we walked in! Three of us in you at the same time . . . the whore of the century... fucking and sucking like the she-bitch she is, in all the glory of her degradation..."
"Oh... Oh, my God!" Wanda gasped in unmasked anticipation as Kaleb Johnson kneed closer to her defenseless loins, spreading her thighs brutally apart and clutching at his long, thick, heavy-veined cock, lewdly, stroking the leathery foreskin obscenely back and forth over its moist, bulbous head. "Oh, Todd ... somebody ... please help me!"
With tears in her eyes Tina had run back into the room to answer her step-mother's plea, gaping in disbelief at her brother who still stood by doing nothing. "For God's sake, get a gun or something, will you? Hell kill her with that horrible thing... !"
Todd let go of Anna's trembling hand only long enough to put his clothes on. "No," he said finally, "I won't get a gun. .. nor a knife ... nor will I help her! She doesn't want me to anyway, you little fool. I'm surprised at you, with all your obvious experience with fucking and sucking and even lesbianism at fifteen . .. and you don't recognize a masochist when you see one in action. Look at the expression of delight in her eyes! God, she's as sick as that hypocritical old sadist getting ready to fuck her shitless... and as sick as you're going to be if you don't get away from her as soon as possible!"
"Oh ... oh, you ... you cowardly bastard!" Tina screamed at him while he pulled on his shirt and stepped into a pair of loafers as if nothing peculiar was taking place in the room.
"You can leave with Anna and me if you want to," he said calmly. "I'm taking the XK-E back to Brawley. There's room for you in the back. Then you can decide what you're going to do; but Christ, Sis, there has to be something better than this!"
Anna had taken his hand again, a wave of happiness surging through her at his words. He was taking her awav with him! He did still love her. He had forgiven her too.
"M-My God, Todd ... you can't mean it!" Tina gasped. "Y-You're not going to simply walk out and leave Wanda to be ravaged by that animal... and his sons ... ?"
Todd glanced over at the bed; his bed, where his beautiful naked step-mother lay obscenely spread open with raised knees before the giant cock wedged between her full, suntanned thighs, her hands reaching down lewdly in search of the huge, rigid pole of flesh while her head tossed helplessly back and forth, her eyes staring unseeingly, her mouth ... the very mouth that had sucked and drank his cum from his own wildly squirting cock . .. that lovely, lush-lipped mouth, still half-open in lascivious want... and the ogre's blonde-headed sons watching in steadily mounting desire of their own. For a long moment, Todd surveyed that scene, listening to Wanda's increasing moans of passion, until finally he said, "Rape? Rape ... ? It wouldn't be possible to rape that broad! Are you coming with us, Tina?"
Tina still couldn't believe it, and she stood there in her own voluptuous young nakedness shaking her head in mounting fury. "No ... no ... !" she whimpered, turning and running from the room once more, the sound of her sobs drifting back to the scene.
Todd looked to Anna. "What about the twins?" he questioned.
"No, Todd," she replied. "They're chicken. They wouldn't dare..."
"Then let's you and me get the hell out of this goddamned place," he said, putting his arm around her waist and leading her outside to the car and to a new life.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Wanda shivered, still aroused, making no effort to contain the compulsive sensations that were guiding her every move, even though vestiges of humiliation and terror raced through her liquor-deadened brain. Through glazed eyes she stared at the impossible brutish cock she held in both hands ... and then he was taking it from her to taunt her by spreading open the pink flesh of her cunt with its hardened spongy head; while his sons watched in awe-struck fascination, the immediate contact of its satiny warm head against the tingling flesh of her vaginal opening caused further lewd carnal sensations to surge through her.
"Ooohhhh," she moaned uncontrollably. Oh, Lord, where was Todd? Where were Tina and Jack? Why didn't they help her? Oohhh, no ... she didn't really want them to, did she? ... not really . .. not really!
"You filthy slut," Kaleb Johnson snarled down at her through his tight lips. "You debaser of youth! This is your god, isn't it? The almighty cock!" she heard, as he continued to tease her feverish pussy with his lust-hardened pole of flesh. "Well, now your god is going to dole out your punishment; so prepare yourself, bitch, for a dose too big even for you to survive."
Again Wanda began to roll and toss her head from side to side, the results of her own stroking of her genitals; then the sucking of Todd's cock while her step-daughter, Tina, had licked her pussy from behind, all pyramiding her unfulfilled lust to a maddening point. Oh God! She would go out of her mind completely if he didn't do something soon besides torment her seething cunt with the huge rubbery head of his primitive cock.
"Ooooohhhhh ... I-I can't stand it any longer! Oooohhh .. . shove it in! For God's sake, don't make me wait any longer for this fucking!" she wailed through tightly clenched teeth. "I don't care if it rips me to shreds ... oh, God, do it!"
Her use of the vilest of four-letter words and her masochistic plea for punishment charged through Kaleb Johnson like the tines of the devil's fork. His thick rigid penis had begun to throb like that of a stallion's. He grabbed her widespread legs behind the knees, thrusting them roughly back to double her naked body in a ball and flatten her erotically striving breasts into her chest, hearing her grunt out her breath as he slithered up her soft, satiny flesh. His rigidly palpitating shaft of heated cock flesh brushed against the dampness of her soft, curling, pubic hair. He splayed his hands beside either of her shoulders, forcing her legs up and back until her ankles were locked behind his neck; then he gaped down between their bodies and saw her upturned loins, the wicked delight of her ivory-white buttocks nakedly exposed to him.
Her narrow but expanded cunt-slit was visibly throbbing its flushed lips anxiously, the moist pink flesh held wide open by the pressure of his spreading thighs tightly up against her trembling buttocks.
"Now, bitch! Grab a hold of it and punish yourself!" he spat, viciously looking down at her. "Hurry! Take it before I change my mind and beat you to death with it!'"
Wanda's hands groped frantically in desire, finding their way beneath the cheeks of her buttocks to grasp again the full length of his hotly throbbing member. Her encircling hands caressed it lustfully; she sensed its convulsing spasms against her soft palms and the viscous liquid that oozed in droplets from the blood-engorged head. She worked it up the vale between the soft, quivering moons of her buttocks, never allowing its touch to lose contact with her vibrant flesh, until it was adjusted between the now ravenously lubricated lips of her craving vagina. She held it in place with one hand and clutched at the man's buttocks with the other, hauling with all of her strength in an effort to pull it into her and quell the gnawing, white heat burning so madly in her belly.
Without a touch of mercy, Kaleb Johnson thrust his powerful hips forward. Wanda winced, her breath clogging in her throat, feeling the lips of her throbbing vagina forced brutally open. Its elastic rimmed snugness resisted momentarily, then gave way beneath the cruel and harsh pressure. The pain shattered her for a long moment; and she subconsciously tried to resist, squealing in helpless pain beneath him. She couldn't even remember when or with whom she had lost her virginity, but the agony couldn't have approached this.
Johnson reveled in that! He was elated to hear her agonizing cries! Now she knew the magnitude of his wrath as well as his prick! He had come to chastise her, and chastise her he was doing! Corrupt his children, would she?
"Bitch!" he snarled and thrust again, listening intently for her pitiful whines, waiting for her to scream for mercy. But there would be no mercy! ... and he rammed forward with everything he had, sinking his lust-inflated cock all the way to its pelvic roots! He felt his sperm-swollen balls lash audibly against her tiny twitching anus as she ground her squirming buttocks hard down into the mattress in an attempt to escape the vicious splitting impalement.
'"Oooouuuggghhh... my God!" Wanda choked, her legs jerking spasmodically in their trapped position. "Oh ... oh Todd, Jack ... somebody help me! He's tearing me open inside! Dear God ... !"
"Ah, bitch! That is your god, remember? It's the mighty cock. .. it's your god that's punishing you for your injustice !" Kaleb
Johnson taunted gleefully. "And this is just the beginning. . . !"
In blinding pain, Wanda heard his castigating laughter as she lay obscenely imprisoned beneath him, her naked body pinned helplessly to the bed as though skewered by a massive spit. With her every jerk, the huge head seemed to burrow deeper and deeper into her! Merciful Lord, was there no end to this giant weapon?
Johnson's outstretched arms pinioned her tightly to the bed, locking her legs in their unnatural strained position. She was sure that she was being ripped down the middle. The searing, polelike shaft of torturing flesh felt as though it would burst through into her stomach from beneath as its bloated tip thrust hard against her cervix, causing her head to rock as if it were coming unhinged from her neck each time he pulled partially out of her and rammed again.
The heartless brute gaped at her from above with a lascivious smirk on his lips. Damn her evil soul! he thought vindictively. She was a replica of every Palm Springs whore he had ever known . . . and even of his very own wife! And at that moment she was learning the fury of his indignation. Her lips curled back from her pretty white teeth, pleading, incoherent whimpers gurgling up from the depths of her sperm-coated throat. Feebly, her arms were outstretched, palms against his hips, and he leered as he watched her attempting to hold back the blunt, mushroomed cock-head impaling her womb like a giant monolith.
Gutter whore! She had never known anything approaching this! His brain reeled lustfully, holding her pinned in her lewd, compromising position. He glanced down once more to see his wiry greying pubic hairs entangled tightly with the silken strands between her legs, the base of his thick, fleshy cock barely protruding from its submerged depths in her pink clasping hole. He could see the widespread, bruised lips of her cunt stretched to the ripping point, the rubbery, hair-fringed mouth grasping tightly around the brown skin at the base of his cock.
"Look close, boys, and you'll see that it looks like the witch is dying! But her punishment is just beginning!" Kaleb Johnson roared at his sons, not looking at them, not knowing that they stood beside the bed with thrusting cocks hardened in teen-age lust by the sight of the beautiful naked woman helplessly .balled into submission. Their eyes were glued to the massive pillar buried inside her nakedly defenseless vagina . . . their misled minds seeing righteousness ready to triumph.
But Tina understood. Tears dampened her tender cheeks as she clung to the doorway, -holding her peignoir around her, not wanting them to know of her presence ... not after the way she had taunted them on the raft. And with the hard-ons they had, hell, they would rape her too!
She peeked around the doorway, watching wide-eyed the horror of it all .. . the horror.. . horror? She tried to analyze the expressions on Wanda's face as they came and went, never having felt so confused in her life. But they didn't register horror as far as she
Could tell... some pain, perhaps, but never horror! She fixed her eyes on her stepmother's beautiful buttocks and deeply impaled vagina ... God! She ... she was raising up to him ... lifting her hips and buttocks suddenly to the ravaging of his inhuman cock! Tina couldn't believe it at first, but... but it was true! Wanda, her own stepmother, her own father's wife, was giving herself to his ... this pervert. . . offering herself to his hideous cock!
Ooohhh ... oh, Todd .. . why didn't you stay? she questioned, knowing only too well the answer, and sensing the renewed excitement between her thighs at the sight before her. God, how she had wanted him! But that dowdy little bitch, Anna, had gotten him .. . and she had introduced them! Oh ... oh, Lord ... He was not a coward and she knew it.. . but why had he found Anna Johnson more desirable than she?
Stupid ... stupid! Oh, God ... where was Daddy? Why didn't he come ... all dressed in white to take her away .. . ?
"Ooohhh .. . ooohhh ... yesss, fuck it! Fuck it hard! Ram your big animal cock into me! Harder... harder! Hurt me, like you said you would, you filthy bastard ... !"
Tina gaped in open-mouthed shock at the sound of the obscene words of uncontrolled desire spewing from Wanda's twisted mouth!" Todd had been right! She was a masochist.. . she was actually getting pleasure from the brutal fucking the neighbor was subjecting her to.
Suddenly, he was releasing her legs and rolling over onto his side, clasping his work-roughened hands at her waist and lifting her as if she were weightless, his heavy, hard cock still buried to the hilt in her widely stretched vagina to the depth of her belly as he moved onto his back, forcing her to straddle his powerful hips. Her lush breasts hung heavily and swayed above his blazing face!
Through Tina's aroused young body raced sensations of yet unreleased desire triggered by the licentious sight of Wanda's white, lewdly open buttocks and moist pink cunt that was expanded beyond its capacity by the great cock within it! And then, almost immediately before her disbelieving eyes, her stepmother began to raise her buttocks, sliding the now hungrily sucking mouth of her cunt upward along the unending length of the thick, glistening shaft of his rock-hard rod, then lowering forcefully; riding up and down on him again and again, the crinkled little hole of her anus gaping and twitching in the widespread position she had been forced to assume.
"Now, boy! Get between my legs and ram it into her evil ass! No mercy .. .just ram it!" Kaleb Johnson thundered.
Tina gasped aloud, her lustful apprehension increasing as young Bruin Johnson eagerly kneed his way onto the bed between his father's spread legs, lewdly holding onto his hard, surging young cock, its reddish inflated head pointed menacingly at the tiny puckered mouth of Wanda's defenseless rectum, hardly an inch above the stretched vaginal opening where his father's massive organ lay so hotly entombed.
Abruptly, Wanda's beautiful body ceased to resist, whether in resignation... awed horror ... or perverted wanton desire ... Tina would never know. But it became motionless as the blond boy nuzzled his cock-head, without even moistening it, against the tightly puckered opening. He clutched at her hips roughly and began to lewdly punch and thrust, worming the swollen rubbery head into the tiny puckered mouth of her back passage!
"Oh . . . oh . . . God! Auugghhh!" her stepmother grunted and choked drunkenly, seemingly reviving from her stupor. Yet to Tina's stunned amazement, she saw that Wanda was actually pressing her buttocks back toward Bruin .. . forcing her tightly puckering anus onto his thick, probing penis, until suddenly something gave and he was able to worm it beyond her futilely resisting sphincter; the small brown orifice stretching to slip over it like a baby's mouth, and the sodomizing cock rushed into her nether channel to its hilt!
To Wanda in her totally lust-corrupted state, pain had become paralytic pleasure. Now there were two ravaging, punishing pricks up inside her. . . father and son! she vaguely reasoned in her perverted passion. God, how agonizingly beautiful!
"Go on, boy! Slam it into her!" Kaleb Johnson ordered his son. "Punish the bitch for what she did to you! No mercy! Ram it to her!"
Wanda couldn't contain the grunts of masochistic joy pouring from her lips as she felt the young, heavily panting boy's hardened penis begin to thrust solidly into her rectum, chafing abrasively along the tender spongy flesh of her back channel. She became aware of his young hands gripping her churning hips with a harsh pressure as he sawed into her, the pleasure-pain going on and on, with each vicious plunge raising a throaty grunt that filled the room. She stared blindly, suddenly conscious of the boy's father's giant hands beneath her, cruelly mauling and kneading her naked breasts, while his son, gaining confidence, pummeled between her exposed buttocks with longer, smoother strokes, shoving the entire length of his hard, teen-aged organ right up her backside, until she could feel his youthful bloated balls slapping each time against the expanded cock-stuffed entry to her pussy.
"How do you like it, you filthy whore?" Kaleb Johnson grunted up at her as he continued to squeeze and torment her lushly dangling breasts, twisting their distended nipples cruelly. Then with a final spine-shattering lurch, he drove his massive cock upward into her vagina to stab at the underside of her belly, forcing a pain-filled groan to burst from her throat. "You fucking slut! You'll wish you were dead before we're done with you."
His hate meant little to Wanda in her vodka-glazed state of lecherous passion; yet his words had registered; and suddenly she almost felt like laughing down into his hate-covered, evil face. Punishment? Dear God, it was wonderful bliss! Being raped and chastised by two merciless cocks fucking into her insatiable body, with only the slightest partition of tissue between her vagina and rectum separating the ramming, thick shafts of hard flesh. Yes, she would even welcome death, if she could die this way! Oh, God . Oh, God . .. more . .. more ... more .. . she wanted more!
Tina continued to watch from the safety of the doorway, staring in hypnotic excitement. The need to reach down inside her gown and stroke her own moistly tingling pussy grew to uncontrollable proportions, as she gaped at the young Bruin Johnson's sodomizing cock racing hotly into her stepmother's rectum, while his father's brutal, hairy loins plunged up and down furiously, in and out of her tight, obscenely stretched pussy with cruel, tunneling strokes ... both of them finally striking a dual cadence that buffeted her between them smoothly, while Wanda moaned continuously at the wild ravaging of her impassioned genitals!
Brian Johnson's movements distracted Tina's straining eyes then; and she watched the handsome blond twin who stood naked beside the bed, massaging and pulling at his own lust-swollen cock with impatient desire.
"N-Now, Pa ... ?" he gasped suddenly. "Can I do it in her mouth now?"
Tina saw the big man roll his head, his wide eyes staring almost blankly at his feverishly waiting son ... as if he had forgotten that he was there.
"Wh-What.. . ?" he rasped, the strength suddenly drained from his voice, his blank stare more enfeebled than fiery, his own lips loosely opened as he sucked in heaving gasps of breath.
"Jeez, Pa . . . when . . . ?" Brian half-whimpered.
It was Wanda who suddenly turned her beautiful face, now wantonly distorted, toward him and groaned, "C-Come up on the b-bed, darling... bring it up here to Wanda!"
Tina couldn't believe it! Her lovely eyes gaped in sensuous passion as she heard her own daddy's wife's lewd invitation and saw her hold out one hand to him, while the pistoning cocks fucked into her lustfully responding genitals, meeting their plunges stroke for stroke. And Kaleb Johnson's voice bellowed weakly, "Well... do it, boy! Do what the woman says!"
The woman .. . ? Not the bitch, or whore, or slattern ... but the woman! Dear God! It was Wanda who was calling the shots now! No longer the raped, but the rapist! The beautiful lecherous rapist! Was it possible that the ogre was dying and the witch was coming back to life? Who was chastising whom?
Wanda knew! She had known since Kaleb Johnson had begun to caress her breasts instead of maul them; and the young, eager cock fucking into her rectum from behind had never been less than fervent from that first moment it had been thrust into her. Now, together, the massive and fulfilling stalk of thick, long cock-flesh inciting unprecedented sensations of erotic pleasure in her seething cuntal channel, and the virile young cock bringing her weird pleasure in its sodomizing charges from behind, were hers . .. tamed and possessed, the licentiously overwhelming knowledge causing new and even more powerful ripples of lewd delight to surge through her naked body. Now she would absorb the third one into her desire-crazed body.
Tina couldn't stand it any longer! As she watched Brian crawl onto the bed, his thrusting young penis poling out above his father's face, she let her robe fall open and smoothed her hand down over her flat belly to the gossamery down between her legs, eagerly slipping her outstretched finger between the lust-swollen lips of her tight little vagina and into its heated flesh to gently stroke her clitoris ... watching in lewd excitement as Wanda took the other teen-age boy's rigid cock-shaft in her hand and without hesitation, bent forward to suck it into her mouth hungrily!
In the crest of ungovernable, insatiable carnality, Wanda reveled. The slave had become the master... or better yet, the mistress! Every erogenous bodily entrance she possessed was filled with hardened male cock ... yet, she mastered them! With perverted delight, she undulated her lush rounded buttocks and squeezed heatedly with cunt and rectal muscles at the hard, thick sinews of hot flesh thrusting so rhythmically into her. She listened to hear their masculine groans of subservience as the twin passages up between her legs sucked vampirishly at their loins; and with uncontrolled hunger, she began to suck at the hotly throbbing hardness in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing and bloating alternately, delighting in the exploration of it with her fervent, licking tongue, its tip probing hotly into the tiny slit at its end. She sought and found his cum-bloated young balls, cupping them warmly, beginning to caress and milk them with passionate fervor.
Ah, yes! This was it! This was the ultimate ... the tender boy-cock in her mouth! The rest was but salacious fuel fed to the seething flames of her passion! Now she was sure... for until his sweet-tasting cock had slipped into her mouth, the climax of her enchantment had been as remote as a trip to Jupiter! But just as its enrapturing presence there, and the comforting knowledge that it would soon shoot its young fresh sperm for her to swallow as she had Todd's... his hot cum ... piquant and dribbling down her throat to fill her belly ... as those cocks ramming into her cunt and nether passage would do . .. until that moment when his cock entered and began its oral fucking, there had been no ultimate satiation for her!
Caught up in the lewd caressing of her own genitals, Tina was unable to trigger a release, even as she watched the absolute obscene debauchery taking place before her. She had begun to pant and whimper, arching her voluptuous body forward obscenely, her peignoir falling completely open, her apple-like breasts dancing and jiggling freely, their painfully erected nipples being further agitated by the movement of her own arms taunting the moist pink split between her fevered cuntal lips!
"Oh ... oh Pa! Jeez! I-I-I'm cummming... !"
Bruin's words struck Tina's eardrums with agonizing repercussions! God, why couldn't she? Passionately, she gaped at the boy kneeling up behind her stepmother, his long sodomizing penis soaring right up into her rectum ... and then, she saw him begin to lurch and spasm, his motions no longer paced, and she knew he was squirting his cum into her back passage! Oh, Lord, she wanted to cum too ... had to!
At that very moment, Kaleb Johnson made no effort toward attempting to explain whatever it was that had enveloped him. The lustful desire he could understand; but the religious and philosophical contradictions were new and he could not cope with them. There was suddenly no feeling of retribution in his loins .. . only of fulfillment by this delicate creature he had tried to degrade . . . and as he thrust his thick, wildly jerking cock up into her warm receptive cunt-channel, he sensed her vaginal muscles pulling at and loving it.. . just as his very own wife had done a thousand-thousand times!
God! Oh God! Had he been wrong? Had he... ? He tried to concentrate, but that was impossible! The churning had begun deep in his loins and sperm-filled balls ... the gate was about to crash open any second!
"Oh Pa! Pa! . .. I'm going to cum!" Brian exclaimed from above.
Yes . . . yes . . . ! Even Wanda's liquor-drenched mind comprehended! She sensed Brian's cock abruptly swelling in her mouth and she sucked it ravenously. It burst then, as he whimpered aloud, exploded to gush forth thick streams of the creamy, pungent liquid into her mouth and throat, her cheeks bloating and contracting, and she swallowed in delight to keep from choking on the continual spurts issuing ceaselessly from it. She drank it in hungry, thick gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the ejaculating organ, prepared not to lose even a tiny drop! Then he was gone, his shrinking cock pulled from between her still sucking lips, small droplets of his sperm seeping from the corners of her mouth .. . and she looked down at the tamed, now relaxed face of the self-righteous man who had come to chastise her. Both her bowels and belly were filled with his offsprings' cum! Now what could he do?
"You're a fraud, Kaleb Johnson," she smiled down at him so that his sons could not hear. "You are one big lie for some secret reason of your own . . . but after tonight, I have a feeling you're going to change. I know you're going to be all right. . . with a cock like that how could you be anything else?
"Y--You . . . you delicious wanton bitch!" he gasped feebly. "You . .. you . .. you are telling the truth! I--I am a fraud . .. but not because I wanted to be ... "
"I know."
"You've shown me!"
"I conquered you!"
"Y-Yes . . . Yes, I'm afraid you did."
"You are a man, Kaleb Johnson," she said, leaning down to kiss his hard mouth with her sperm covered lips. "Are ... are you ready to cum?"
"I'll die if I don't!"
"Then ... then let's fuck, Mister Johnson."
Tina clung to the frame of the doorway, Wanda's salacious exclamation audible to her as she lewdly fingered her excited genitals, the sight of the twins exhaustedly slumping to the floor only adding to her libido, but somehow she knew it was useless! She couldn't cum! Oh God, she couldn't! And she wanted to so badly ... !
"Goddamn!" Kaleb Johnson choked suddenly. "Now . . .now, girl! Fuck down on it! Christ! I'm c--cu--cummiinngg!"
"Yessss! Yeeesssss!" Wanda wailed, her luscious hips and buttocks smashing downward to absorb his upthrusting cock frantically, "Nowwwww! Nooooowwwwwwwwwwww!''
She screamed and Kaleb Johnson bellowed! Their bodies convulsed spasmodically, the result of their orgasm foaming back and down out of Wanda's enveloping cunt to wetly flood his cock and balls while they continued to smash against one another in obscene mattress-splattering lust!
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jack Falcon was more than just shocked when he arrived at the cottage to find lights still on, but no one sitting in the living room. The XK-E was gone, and he linked this to Todd's absence once he pushed his son's bedroom door ajar and saw his wife, Wanda, sprawled naked and alone in his bed, obviously the result of another drinking spree. He came near the bed and looked down at her lewdly exposed vagina, still moist from her orgiastic debacle with the Johnson trio. Then he glanced up to her face, slack and open-mouthed in her coma . . . the telltale string of sticky whiteness stretching from her lower lip to her chin, caused a sick contraction in his guts.
Jack backed away, his eyes blurring damply, uncertain if it was fury, hurt, or jealousy gnawing at his emotions. God . . . ! Who had it been .. . Todd . .. ? Is that why he had gone .. . ? For a split second, he considered awakening her to find out the truth, but decided it would be impossible in her present state.
Tina .. . ? My God, where was she . . . his baby .. . the sweet, voluptuous darling who had filled his every waking thought for weeks; and even more, if that were possible, since he'd talked to Wanda on the phone a few hours earlier? Had she left with Todd?
Panicked, Jack hurried from the bedroom to the door of his daughter's room, and softly pushed it inward. Thankfully, he gave a huge sigh of relief at the sight of her lying on her back in sleep, her hair almost white as it spread out in the moonlight on a dark-colored pillow. Beneath her lovely head, her luscious young contours were visible to him through the sheer peignoir that had fallen open to reveal a portion of her full firm breasts, and below that, a good measure of the satiny tan flesh of her legs and thighs. In the soft glow of the moon, she reminded him of a fairy-tale princess, and he couldn't resist the lustful temptation of bending over to look up between her slightly spread thighs to steal a peek at her tender young vagina.
He wasn't certain, but he thought he could make out the tight pink split nestled there beneath the golden strands, and he felt his cock jerk uncontrollably in his pants. He straightened slowly, wiping a heavy hand across his brow. Christ, he was torturing himself to death! He shook his head and backed out of the room, taking one last look before hurrying out to the liquor cabinet for liquid relief.
Jack had never been a heavy drinker; and the first two straight shots hit him immediately. With the third in his hand, he walked around the large room alone, a man lost in his own house. He tried hopelessly to figure out what had taken place after his call to Wanda. Again he eased into
Todd's room to examine the salacious evidence that his unconscious wife wore in undeniable proof her experience with some other man's penis.
He stared down at her in all of her lewd and naked splendor, his breathing quickening at the sight of her majestic breasts, his penis lurching and swelling, the desire that had permeated his loins for hours . . . days . . . almost driving him to the point of crawling between her spread thighs to empty his lust-filled loins into the same cunt where another man had already spilled his juices. Pride kept him from it. But God. . . he had to do something . . . but as well, he had to know what had gone on there .. . and where Todd was.
Once again, he threw back a shot, the Scotch burning in his throat and belly as he found himself in the hallway, pressing the door to Tina's room open quietly .. . she hadn't moved. Lord, she was a nerve-shattering vision of loveliness! He couldn't stand it! In another moment he wouldn't be able to control himself!
Tina stirred, her thighs separating further for a brief moment, allowing him an unmistakable flashing glimpse of the entire area he had lewdly surveyed with voyeuristic eyes shortly before. A charge of lascivious joy raced through his groin.
"Da-Daddy she asked suddenly, raising to her elbows, the peignoir falling away from her thrusting breasts, until Jack could almost see their nipples. Then she was squirming around on her knees, carelessly covering herself as she sat back on her haunches, tears in her eyes. "Oh Daddy, I'm so glad you've come! I tried to wait up for you, but I guess I finally fell asleep! Oh, Daddy ... all the things that have happened tonight.. . ! I-I don't know how to tell you . .. !
"There, there, Baby," he soothed, moving forward to drop beside her on the bed and taking her into his arms as he always had when she was upset.. . only this time, it was different, wasn't it? he realized, his brain whirling at the feel of his daughter's soft warm body, the smooth contour of her back beneath his big hands as he held her tightly, her still erect nipples reaching to touch his chest. "T-Tell me . .. from the beginning ..."
And she did while he held her, whispering it into his ear, as he unconsciously ran his hot hands over her back, from her shoulders down to the swell of her delicious young buttocks and hips, his caresses becoming more brazen as he began to lose control... each stroke smoothing farther over the lush orbs that were distended into enticing hillocks from her haunched position. He sensed her breathing becoming more rapid against his ear, her whispering voice hesitating, even gasping now and then as she clung to him; and he continued to stroke her precious ass cheeks and tenderly finger the moist warm valley between them.
Her words, and the lurid story they composed hardly mattered to Jack. Nothing else was of consequence except that at last he held her in his arms in the way he had dreamed of for too long . . . lovingly, lustfully .. . incestuously! God! He had to have her ... no matter the cost! He had to ...!
"Oh Daddy, Daddy ...!" Tina gasped breathlessly. "Wh-What do we care about anyone else ... as long as we have each other?"
She kissed him then, full on the mouth, and this time there was no question in his mind that her tiny, sweet-tasting tongue pressed between his lips and teeth to search excitedly; while she forcefully toppled them both downward onto the pillow, finding one of his caressing hands with her own and placing it on her now nakedly exposed and waiting breast.
The thoughts that might have, or should have, been filling his liquor-tainted brain, Jack knew, were overwhelmed by the evil hunger saturating his loins and commanding his every move. He might live to hate himself all the rest of his life, but even that was not enough to deter him. That Kaleb Johnson and his two sons had ravaged ... or been ravaged by his wife . .. that Wanda had lecherously seduced the twins, plus his own son. These facts were helping to justify in his own warped mind his forbidden intentions; and eagerly he kissed and sucked at the little tongue in his mouth while his hot hand gently caressed and stroked his beautiful daughter's nipple-hardened young breasts.
"Ohhh! Tina gasped, withdrawing her mouth from his. "T-Take your clothes off. Daddy! Please ... I want you to."
It was then that Jack made his first and only gesture of decency. "God, Baby! Do you understand what you just said?"
"Yes ... ! Is it any worse for you and me to make love than for Todd and Wanda?" she said flimsily.
"Yes, Darling, it is and we both know why!" he managed in a quivering voice.
'Then, you don't. .. don't want me . .. ?" she whimpered, suddenly near tears once again.
"Oh, Christ!" Jack swore, crushing her to him passionately. "More than anything, Baby .. . more than anything in the world."
Suddenly, he was off the bed and pulling off his pants, while her lovely face burst into a happy, excited smile; and she quickly slipped the peignoir from her sensually quivering young body, lying back on the pillow stretched out before him in her enticing nakedness, eagerly watching for the unveiling of his maleness.
Jack backed to the door and locked it; while he stared at the vision of her curvaceous charms wanting and waiting for him, her eyes locked fixedly on his thick virile penis that was fully erect in the air, as potent as any young teen-ager's.
"Oh, Daddy. . . darling.. . bring it here to me and let me touch it!" Her voice bespoke a desire he had never thought possible; and before he could get onto the bed, she had raised up to take it in her soft warm hand, "Ooohhh .. . !" she swooned, her eyes engorging themselves on the length and the thickness and the hardness. "You .. . you know . .. I've never seen this before . . . but I've dreamed of what it would look like ... and it's more beautiful than I'd even imagined!"
Jack couldn't control tiny grunts as her small hand continued to encircle it; standing there as if frozen, and seeing the tiny drops of fluid oozing from its tip in his incestuous desire. He stared, watching her begin to massage it and stroke it, drawing the heavy foreskin back and forth, while his brain struggled with the maddening revelation she had just made.
"Damn!" Jack blurted, forcing her back as he moved onto the bed, unable to keep his hands off her body any longer. She feel back onto the pillow and he stretched out beside her, one hand on the smooth skin of her flat little belly. Then she rolled toward him, into his encircling arms, her firm uplifted breasts flattening against his hard chest, her hand inching down to grasp with tender meaning his frantically throbbing shaft of male hardness a second time.
Tina heard his groan of joy as her fingers clasped his solid, blood-filled organ and a sense of frantic excitement spiralled through her. Dear Lord, her very own daddy's cock she held in her hand! Oh, she loved him so much ... so much! And they were going to make each other so beautifully happy . .. forbidden or not! She pressed her smooth belly and thighs tight against his and offered her lips to be kissed. His mouth, hungry and moist, crushed her down and she felt his hot tongue thrust into the warm waiting cavern to be sucked ... and she did anxiously, while his big hands caressed her back and downward to her buttocks, hauling her tightly to him as she worked the layer of skin on his uncircumcised cock back and forth, the feeling of it in her small hand about to drive her wild.
"Oh, damn... damn!" he rasped. "I've wanted you this way for so long, Baby!"
"Daddy, Daddy ... I love you too!" Tina whispered, squeezing his cock harder while she milked it gently and entwined her leg over her thigh, pulling him tighter to her. "Oh . . . please, do something to me before I go crazy, darling . . . ! I'm so hot!"
Her pleading words were all that Jack was waiting for to destroy any weak threads of restraint that might have held him from going further. A lustful animal grunt escaped him as he began to kiss her face and throat, shoulders and breasts, squeezing them to cone-shaped points and sucking the distended pink nipples into his mouth, then rolling her onto her back as he moved down over her, burying his face in the soft, silklike flesh of her belly, his tongue laving hotly into her navel and about the tiny bowl . . . until at last he was between her erotically quivering thighs, flat on his stomach, his mouth only inches above her perfumed vaginal slit. He looked up between her erect young breasts at her impassioned face looking down at him.
"Oh, Daddy!" she moaned breathlessly. "Do it! Please do it for me . .. ?"
Christ! he thought. There was a little question but that he was going to do it! It was simply a thought that had occurred to him, a belated, perplexing question really . . . just how long did eternity last... ? Because that was how long he would surely burn in hell!
He dropped his eyes to the licentiously inspiring feast presented to him between the widespread columns of bronzed thighs, the pink dewy flesh of her partially hidden pussy beneath the infringing golden hairs sending shivers of forbidden hunger charging along his spine. He noted where the narrow split started from the base of her smooth belly, slicing downward between her thighs to the generous, rounded orbs of her buttocks, already slightly raised and rotating sensuously, expectantly, just inches below his lips.
Had Tina entertained even the slightest notion that what they were doing was wrong, she still would have been powerless to help herself. In the wake of the inferno unleashed by Wanda and the Johnsons, she had lost any sense of right and wrong that she may have possessed. In desperation she had masturbated, but the act had only served to increase her passion, and as Kaleb Johnson had walked from the cottage with his arms around his two sons, she had been tempted to beg one of them to please make love to her ... but something had held her back, and now she knew what that something was .. . the hope that Daddy would come and do exactly what he was about to do.
She felt the large palms of his warms hands pressing against her inner thighs, moving them wider apart, and her breath bubbled in her chest as she waited in furious excitement for what she hoped would happen next.
"Ooooohhhh . .. Daddy!" she lurched and groaned as his moistly heated lips closed over the sensitive little mound at the base of her belly. Then she sensed damp, taunting kisses being lavished on the hair-lined slit of her tingling pussy . . . gentle, delightful kisses . .. until his tongue parted her sparse, young pubic hair and began to flick snakelike at the wetly quivering opening.
Every muscle in Tina's beautiful body reacted uncontrollably at the forbidden, pleasurable licking of her still-closed cunt lips, while choking moans of forbidden delight tumbled from her lust-constricted throat. Insane, electric shocks of bliss were setting her whole body aglow with carnal pleasure. Subconsciously, she smoothed her hands over her firm swelling breasts that had begun to throb, at last stroking them downward across the silken skin of her tummy, trying to bring temporary relief to her maddened nipples until her daddy could reach them.
She could hear his panting and feel his hot breath against her pulsing vaginal flesh. Slowly and deliberately, she abandoned her breasts to spread the fleshy, hair-sprinkled flanges of her tight cuntal split open to him with small, delicate fingers; her other hand grazing his cheek as he groaned and licked his long hot tongue up through her wildly tingling cuntal furrow.
Jack's lecherous brain reeled in its lust. He raised his head and stared down at the ragged, pink-edged lips his naked teenaged daughter held open before him, its jeweled delicacy exposed completely to the ravenous hunger of his incestuous eyes. Greedily, he absorbed the breathtaking sight, noting particularly that the single sign of her virginity was gone, but even that made no difference to him at the moment. Wild spasms of desire raced through him as he ground his painfully pulsating penis against the bed sheet beneath him.
"Damn!" he choked hoarsely.
"Oh, please, Daddy ... don't stop. It feels so wonderful! Please ... lick it for me..;!" he heard his daughter plead in an excited, trembling whisper.
Christ, he didn't think he could stand it! Nor could he stop now even if he wanted to! He gaped at the widespread pink crevice glistening moistly with the viscous dew of carnal passion that he had aroused in her. Her tight little vagina was actually twitching as she squirmed her lovely loins, while he stared at its revealed intricate delicacies; and suddenly, he dropped his head, plunging the full length of his hot, lecherous tongue into the quivering warm depths!
Tina moaned out her bliss. "Ooooohhhh, Godddd! Yes ... yesss, Daddyyyy! Doit to me! Lick it... suck it! Oohhh ... it feels so good ... so beautiful... !"
Jack felt her hands , clutch at his head, her fingers entangle tightly in his hair; she moaned and gasped, hauling his face forcefully into her aroused pussy flesh. He sensed the movements of her head flailing back and forth as he speared up into the warm velvety depth of her succulent little cunt. She ground her lean teen-aged hips uncontrollably into the softness of the mattress, writhing and squirming, wild little animal-like mewlings coming from between her clenched white teeth; then, she raised her spread loins up to him, pressing his face into the silken, hair-framed crevice, its heated vaginal walls opening and closing in a wild sucking motion around his lewdly thrusting tongue ... pulling at it in an educated manner that he could hardly believe.
Abruptly Jack withdrew his tongue and licked upward through the narrow, damp crevice, flicking its tip as it went, circling her distended little clitoris, then engulfing with his lips, sucking and drawing the warm soft folds deep into the hot cavern of his mouth, while his tongue kept up its maddening licking against the straining nerve center of her youthful loins.
"Oh ... oh ... oh, Daddy, Daddy! You're beautiful! I love you, darling!" Tina gasped deliriously.
Jack's brain swam in a licentious deluge of madness. He had severed all bonds with morality or decency . .. had taken the terrible, forbidden step and dragged his baby ... the flesh of his flesh .. . down into the dregs of obscenity! There was no turning back for them now ... no undoing ... no rectifying or changing the sin they had committed. They were both caught up together in the tentacles of some salacious monster ... yet he knew that he couldn't fuck her! No matter what, he couldn't fuck her! But Christ, he had to do something for himself or lose his senses entirely!
He raised his eyes to focus upon her lovely, ecstatically contorted face, her head still flailing slowly at a set rhythmic pace as her fingers clutched tighter in his hair and she tried to direct his voraciously sucking mouth to the small opening- of her greedily puckering vagina. His hands moved upward over the white flatness of her belly to the full rounded firm mounds of her quivering breasts, harshly cupping their fleshy resilience, his fingers rolling the hardened, tiny pink nipples between them, treating them almost brutally in his depraved lechery.
It wasn't the liquor, he knew; his insanity had been developing for years, satiated temporarily by the tender bodies of dozens of other teen-aged girls . . . but all of them had only been the forerunners to this ultimate debauchery that he was now performing! Finally he had smashed the last barrier protecting him from the truth of his real self! And from here . . . what?
Suddenly Tina felt her father lifting her legs and forcing them back until her knees touched her softly palpitating breasts; his hands pressed behind them and raised her widespread, completely exposed vagina to his hungrily swirling tongue and mouth. It was then that she felt the first searing contact of that tongue against her anus, laving and probing at the sensitive, raised opening, sending wild sensations of crazy rapture soaring through her shamelessly aroused body.
Oh, Lord, nothing had ever been like this . .. Ric Pfeiffer . . . even Todd couldn't fulfill her as did Daddy, she knew for certain! She would belong to him forever and ever! Maybe she could even convince him to get rid of Wanda. He wouldn't need a wife anymore .. . not with his own precious baby! And then, his tongue darted into the moist vaginal hole of her seething pussy again and she cried out with joy.
"Oooooohhhhh ... yes . .. yesssss! Daddy! Oh, Daddy . .. turn around! I-I want your cock, darling! Please ... I want to taste it!
Jack did what she asked, her words like some weird potion that had utterly deadened his reason. He did it without letting himself think, nor even losing contact with his mouth at the damply excited split in her loins.
Tina curled her small fingers around his feverishly swollen cock jutting down between his legs with an air of possessive adoration; then raised her head, and with her ovaled lips spread wide, encircled it hungrily as she held to its thick base with thumb and forefinger to pull back its foreskin. Then she tried to capture its entire length in her anxiously salivating mouth.
In her unbridled excitement, she sucked it so deeply into the hot moist cavern that it nearly choked her; but she twisted her head enough to catch her breath, then began fervently running her tongue up and down the soft underside, feeling it throb and pulse to her ministrations, and tasting the pungent tang of the seeping fluid oozing from the split at its tip. She cupped his heavy balls tenderly in her soft palms while tiny explosions of wicked lust burst inside her brain, and her daddy moved up and down, in and out of her mouth in cadence to his lashing, beautiful probing tongue in her searing cunt below.
Oh God ... what bliss! They would do this every night! He would lick her pussy while she sucked him . . . and sometimes they would fuck! He would fuck her.. . she'd make him! These thoughts raced through Tina's mind as she sucked with uncontrolled fury at his wonderful daddy-cock that was almost touching the back of her throat when he rammed it into her mouth; and she felt him slaving delightfully with moist, oral sounds as her excitedly tingling genitals, his hands beneath and clutching the rotund cheeks of her firm young ass while he
� burrowed his hot tongue deeper and deeper into her moist, licentiously quivering pussy.
Dear God! She had wanted to cum for so long! Her cunt was on fire with the licking flames his enchanting tongue was causing her! . . . And then, suddenly, she sensed his finger playing with her rectum! Oh. . . Oh, Daddy! Her breath quickened excitedly and she forgot everything else, as abruptly, he pushed into it with a quick, slippery movement, and she felt his long, thick finger sliding right up her rectum like a tiny baby cock ... all the way to the palm of his big, extended hand!
"Auuuuuuhhhhh," she groaned excitedly around his expanding organ in her mouth, her lips and tongue ceasing their gentle caressing in the fantastic sensation of his sudden invasion of her anus, the unexpected pleasure immediately causing that crazy, insane feeling to start building in her belly!
Tina felt his hot hungry mouth glued to the dilated vaginal hole of her cunt, his deep thrusting tongue swirling and lashing its sensitive walls in tempo to his thick finger fucking into her nether opening. Eagerly, she began to nurse and suck the hot, pulsing thickness of his cock with all her acquired know-how from watching Wanda, her cheeks hollowing and swelling, while her belly rose and fell in frantic excitement as she pulled at it.
God . . . ! She wanted him to cum when she did . . . and she was going to this time! Oh, he had to, she thought desperately, that was what the whole thing was about . . . him shooting his hot sperm into her mouth while the maddening sensations burst inside her! She would truly possess him them .. . own him forever! But. .. but, he'd have to hurry, she realized, her lips clasped tightly around the blood-filled shaft of his wildly pulsating cock . . . and then, at that moment, deep inside her belly began the violent spasms of ecstasy; frantically, she squeezed at his swinging, bloated balls above her face, then raked her nails beneath them as she had seen Wanda do, straining to her own rising orgasm.
She tried to blurt some words around his pumping member, but then it happened! She felt it jerk warningly, its burgeoning head convulsing in her voraciously sucking mouth . . . and abruptly, it came! It shot into the back of her throat in wild spurts of teeming, creamy delight.. . gush after gush of the hot, sweet, acid-tasting liquid, joined by the spasming tremors of her own hips and loins as her climax finally erupted in a youthful cataclysm of blinding, erotic bliss. Again and again and again he squirted his hot jets of male jism deep into her throat, and she groaned as she continued sucking feverishly; her Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty while she swallowed and swallowed the flood -of boiling semen spewing into the warm, wanting shelter of her mouth.
To Jack, it was as if he had been transformed from an erotic dream of carnal enchantment to a horrible nightmare of reality . .. not like any of the other escapades he had ever given himself to. This ... God Almighty! This was his own baby daughter!
He moved off of her, pulled his deflated prick from between her soft, young hps, not even looking at her, but seating himself on the side of the bed. The urge to scream and cry out his remorse was almost unbearable! He thought of Wanda lying drunk in the room down the hall, in his own son's room ... his son, whom she had violated, as he had the very flesh of his own loins!
The feel of Tina's gentle hand caressing his back disturbed his painful stream of consciousness. "It's not that terrible, Daddy," she whispered softly. "I wanted you to . . . and it was beautiful. I love you for it ... or in spite of it, if you prefer . . . but I want it to happen again .. . and again . . . !"
Oddly enough Jack thought of his business, that agency that he had put all his sweat and blood into. He thought of Brawley, and how his grandfather had gone down there in the early 30's and made it all possible. Tina was beside him then, hugging him and kissing him on the ear and cheek; but he didn't think of that anymore . .. only Todd . .. Todd .. .
"Will .. . will he come back, Tina?" he asked, looking at her.
She laughed, "Don't they all, Daddy? That's what I've been taught anyway . . . the prodigal son and all that..." In fun, she pulled him back onto the bed. "Come here, my beautiful daddy," she whispered into his ear.
Jack let himself be maneuvered by his baby's love, lying back on the bed as she squirmed in all her naked nymphlike loveliness around him, knowing that he would commit further sins against her tonight because he couldn't resist the temptingly youthful beauty of his very own daughter... yet he had not forgotten Todd's words which Tina had repeated to him .. .
"There must be something better than this... !"
He, too, knew there had to be .. . but as he felt Tina's hand slowly slipping down across his belly, he couldn't think of what it could be.
