The facade of respectability often crumbles to dust with remarkable swiftness once its protective armor has been pierced.
The relatively minor investigation into the conduct of one police office results in the discovery of massive corruption with in the force. A routine check by the government of a corporation's finances turns up damning evidence of widespread tax evasion, graft, kickbacks, bribes and payoffs. Insignificant-looking cysts reveal malignant tumors.
And what of the faced of righteousness and puritan morality in the tree-shaded, picket and wrought iron fenced suburbs of middle-class America?
What really goes on behind those freshly painted doom? Is depravity the exclusive right if the ghetto dweller, as many of the mere fortunate would like to think?
INCEST NEIGBHORS is the serious and shocking story of one pleasant suburb, and some of the taboo practices a number of its inhabitants indulge in. A novel that reveals a clandestine society. Food for serious thought.
The Publisher
Chapter 1
The Towne household was quiet - so quiet, in fact, that Tim felt uneasy as he stood in the hallway outside his parents' room and listened. He wondered now if it was sate, and his pulse quickened as he thought about what awaited him in the basement playroom of his family home.
The faint sound of his father's mores came to him through the closed door and he felt the excitement spread from his chest to his cock as he recalled Craig's words: "It's too much, fucking and sucking and ... well, you'll just have to see it for yourself!"
Tim took a deep breath and stepped with care onto the carpeted strain, his hand finding the cool rail in the darkness. As he descended the strain, the thought tugged at him again that his sister, Judy, had not yet returned home. A year older than Tim, she was allowed far more freedom outside the home a fact Tim often took exception to, feeling it unfair. Judy was seventeen - soon to be eighteen - and though she was the oldest, Tim often had the feeling that she looked up to him, despite his own sixteen years.
Slowly and carefully, Tim felt his way to the basement door, turned the knob and stepped into the darkness of the stairwell. As he closed the door behind him, he was tempted to turn on the light, but he cautioned himself it could be seen if someone were to walk through the dining room to the kitchen beyond.
It was cold in the basement, and suddenly Tim wished that he had worn something besides his pajama pants. He chilled as he felt his way down the stairs in the darkness, the cold steps rough against his bare feet. Finally, he came to the last step and felt his way along the wall until he bumped into the counter of the bar his father had built the year before.
Reaching over, Tim found the flashlight kept there, and switching it on, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked about the comfortably furnished basement-playroom and as the light traversed the room from corner to corner, Tim felt his pulse quicken as he stopped the beam to shine on the deep sofa where it sat against the far wall.
Quickly, he went to it and ran is hand between the cushions; his fingers touched the cool metal of the film can. He felt a light thrill go through his body to terminate at the growing cock-bulge between his legs as he though again of his friend's words when he had passed the film to him that afternoon following school.
Craig had told him the film was something "hot" and that he had found it stored in his own basement a few days before.
"It was in the stuff Mom packed up right after Dad died," Craig had told him, so they both assumed it had been the property of Craig's deceased father.
Tim's hands shook nervously as he popped open the film can and took out the large reel. He had never seen anything close to what Craig had described for him, and he felt his prick twitch as he affixed the reel to the family projector. He threaded the film, then swallowed nervously as he flashed to the light to the wall across from him and saw the silver screen already pulled down and ready for use. He flicked the switch; then as the screen glowed brightly in the white light, he started the film on it journey.
Immediately, a title flashed on the sawn, and Tim felt the blood rush to his head as he read: THE MOTHER FUCKERS.
His mouth dropped open as the title faded and showed a woman wearing a thin nightgown as she entered what was obliviously a bedroom. As the camera panned the room, it showed two teenaged boys lying in bed, looking at magazines. As though they had been surprised by the woman's entrance, both of them attempted to hide the magazines beneath the cover.
Quickly, the woman crossed the room and jerked back the covers of the boy nearest her. A look of shock crossed her face as she found the boy naked from the waist down, and the camera focused on his young prick as it stood straight out from his body. The woman scowled at him and snatched up the magazine and a look of horror craned her lovely face.
The camera focused then on the centerfold of the magazine and it depicted a close-up of a woman with long hair, her lips ovaled obscenely about a huge cock as the man in the picture held her head firmly with both of his hands.
Time felt his throat go dry as the camera pulled back and the woman went to the second bed to reveal that youth, naked too, from the waist down and sporting a hard-on like the other boy. Tim felt the excitement rise in his young body as the woman snatched up that boy's book and the camera showed a woman with her legs doubled back to her tits, a look of sublime pleasure on her face and a man shoving a huge stiff prick into her glistening cunt.
Tim watched in fascination as the woman threw down that magazine and stood glowering a the boys - evidently her sons - and as she raised her hands to her hips, her thin gown pulled open, revealing the dark lush patch of hair surrounding her own cunt. The boy on her right licked his lips and as the woman spoke harshly to them both, he climbed out of be. He stood looking down at his feet, his stiff young prick standing out from his body as the woman sat on the edge of the bed and pointed to her lap.
Obediently, the boy lay across her knees and the camera pulled back to show the woman spreading her top slightly, then closing to catch his stiff prick between her thighs. Then Tim saw the look on her face as she raised her hand to let it fall softly on the boy's upraised ass. It could hardly be called a slap, and as she raised her hand to let it fall again, a dazed expression came over her face and she let her hand linger on his smooth, young ass-cheeks. The boy squirmed and moved his hips; then the woman looked at the other boy who was standing up now before her. A look of confusion crossed her face as she gazed at his stiff prick and the light growth of pubic hair. She shook her head as though fighting some inner conflict, then she reached out hesitantly and touched the boy's prick with shaking fingers.
Tim felt his prick poking against the material of his pajama, and he loosened the cord at the waist to let them fall in folds at his feet. As the woman closed her eyes and began to moan. Tim's hand closed around his own throbbing prick. He swallowed again dryly as the boy in the woman's lap reached between her legs and the camera zoomed in for a close-up as she spread them and his fingers brushed her hair lined cunt lips.
Tim watched transfixed, the woman sighed deeply and lay back on the bed as the boys climbed from her lap to lie beside her. He opened her thin gown to bare her full ripe tits as the other boy lay beside her, then the camera zoomed in as they each took hold of a tit and closed their young mouths around the distended nipples.
The woman's head rolled from side to side as the boys sucked her tit and her hands closed around their throbbing cocks. She spread her legs as both of them moved a hand from her tits to her belly, then let their fingers touch as they encountered the thick bush of hair on her pussy-mound. She lifted her hips; their fingers spread her sopping pussy lips, and the camera showed a close-up of the boys' fingers finding her erect clit at the top of her cunt.
Tim stroked his own prick as his heart beat in his chest. He had no idea whether or not the two boys in the film were really related to the woman, and he wondered if such a thing actually happened. Were there women who would do things like this with their own children?
A new thrill raced through Tim's body as he pictured his own mother's lush and vibrant body. She was excitingly beautiful to Tim, despite the fact that she was thirty-five and his mother, too!
He recalled the way her proud tits stood straight out from her body with a graceful upsweep towards the nipples, and her hips were something of a marvel to him. No wonder his father was so deeply in love with her, he reminded himself. She had married young, borne two children and she remained that way in Tim's thoughts.
On the screen, the boy on the woman's right moved up along her body as she turned her head to one side. Tim gasped as she guided his throbbing prick into her wet moth! He couldn't believe his eyes as she closed her mouth on his dick and began a sucking motion, her cheeks hollowing obscenely as the boy withdrew his shining prick from her dark lips.
The other boy had crawled between his mother's legs and was guiding his prick into the wet nest of her pussy, and as Tim saw it push through the glistening folds of flesh, he wondered hot it would feel to fuck one's own mother ...
His breath came in sharp gasps as he pulled his prick and rubbed the sensitive head against his smooth thigh. Craig had been tight, this was some kind of a hot film! And as Tim watched, he was so engrossed in the fucking and sucking action on the screen and his own overworked imagination, he failed to hear the upstairs door as it opened and closed.
Judy leaned heavily against the doorframe. She was an hour late for her curfew and she knew her father would raise hell with her if he found her coming in this time of night. What had begun as a simple evening out with Tom, the new boy in town, had ended in near disaster clutching frantically at her tits, and attempting to run his hand up her leg as she tried to watch the movie. Not that Judy was opposed to sex; it was just that she hit a girl bad to we a little distraction to keep from picking up a bad reputation. And a first date with a new boy was no place to put out she knew.
She glanced towards the darkened stairs and knew that if she could make it by her folks' room at the top, she'd be in bed before either of them realized that it was well past midnight. But she was thirsty, and she swallowed thickly as she slipped out of her sandals and tip-toed into the dining room, intent upon a glass of milk before turning in.
As she passed the closed door to the playroom, a familiar sound came to her and she stopped. Like a dog listening to a strange sound, Judy cocked her head to one side. Then she realized what the sound was, it was the projector they used to show the family movies on.
Cautiously, she moved to the door of the basement. She turned the knob and opened the door a crack. The flickering light from the projector glowed in the darkness below, and she realized that someone was watching one of their movies or were they? And why this time of night?
Her curiosity rose and she moved carefully into the top step of the landing and closed the door behind her. As she descended two steps, she looked down to her left and almost let out a gasp. There, standing beside the projector was her sixteen-year old brother, Timmy, he was naked and he was jacking off as he looked at the screen!
Shock registered in Judy's brain as she watched her own brother pull the length of his young prick, then rub it down against his leg. She had seen him naked before but not fro several years and she was nothing short of amazed at the size of his erect young prick. It was as big as some of the hefty young pricks she had been fucked with!
A strange new dryness came to Judy's mouth, and she licked her lips as she recalled Tom's hands on her body. She had fought him off, but now as she watched her younger brother masturbating obscenely, unaware of her presence, she had wished she hadn't fought so hard!
And then, as she moved down a step, careful not to make any sound, she saw it" On the screen, a woman lay sandwiched between two men - one was apparently fucking her in the cunt - and the other was in the process of screwing her asshole! Judy barely contained the urge to gasp a loud as the camera showed a close-up of the man's prick sliding into the woman's asshole - an act which had always seemed so dirty to her - but as she watched, the woman pushed up and the stiff prick slid in to the hilt, obliviously giving her intense pleasure. That was when Judy realized the woman was being fucked by two boys - not men!
The camera zoomed in to show the woman sucking the tongue of the boy who lay beneath her, and as she raised slightly, the boy lying atop her reached around to grab her swollen tits with both hands.
Judy fought the urge to scream at her brother to stop the obscene thing, but as she looked from the screen to him, she saw his hand pulling on his prick faster and faster. She felt a surge of her own juices then, and she suddenly realized she was in a heightened state of passion herself. She rubbed her hand on her full, young thigh, then felt herself lifting her short skirt and rubbing the silken mound between her legs. She looked as the screen in fascination as her fingers stole beneath the elastic band of her panties and she cupped her cunt fully with her hand.
Moving her hips slightly, Judy turned her middle finger into the moist folds of her pussy and found that erect nub of flesh that sent chills through her young body anytime she touched it. She stroked it lightly and stole a glance at her brother as he pounded his prick furiously. She licked her lips as her other hand stole beneath the loose blouse she wore and closed around her ripe young boob. She plied the nipple through the thick material of her bra and felt her breath coming faster and faster, then she tuned her attention back to the screen the woman and two boys thrashed about on the bed, in the obvious throes of orgasm ...
Tim felt himself coming, but as he watched the boy pull his prick from his mother's asshole and spew his thick white load between the cheeks of her beautiful ass, he caught sight of some movement to his right. He turned his head slightly and felt the bottom drop out of his world.
There on the landing was his sister, Judy! Then he realized she had one hand under her skirt and that she, too was masturbating as she watched the hack film. He looked at her in open-mouthed astonishment as she bared her teeth and finger fucked herself with one hand, while the other pulled at her tits beneath the blouse she wore. He felt his heart nearly stop as she turned her face to him and their eyes met.
Just then, the flapping of the film brought them both back to reality and the acre went blank. Quickly her switched the machine off and the playroom was plunged into total darkness. He was confused to what he should do and as he stood there in the darkness breathing heavily, his stiff prick bobbing gently against his leg, he realized he had not come. The movie had ended while they were staring at each other.
Then her heard her ... the sound was strange to his ears and it reminded him of the sounds he had once heard coming from his parents' room. He heard his sister moan, then gasp and another sound came to him. It was a wet sound!
Judy quivered as the orgasm washed over her aching young body and her fingers were suddenly soaked with her cunt juices as she clutched the railing of the stairs for support. She gasped out loud as the picture of her brother standing there jacking off was burned into her mind's eye - that and the picture of the three people lewdly fucking on the screen brought her to a rapid, yet unfulfilling climax.
Judy held her breath as the sensation passed and she could hear Timmy breathing heavily in the darkness below. The picture of his throbbing young cock was foremost in her mind. Without thought or hesitation, Judy hooked her thumbs in the waist of her panties and drew them down. Just as quickly, she shed her skirt and blouse, then unhooked her bra and left them all on the stair as she felt her way down to the floor on the basement. She turned and stopped. Timmy was only a few feet away from her and the fire of passion that raged inside her grew as she pictured his strong young body standing naked before her. She moved forward and sensed him only inches away ... then she reached out and touched his warm body with her hand.
Tim gave a start as he felt the hand on his arm. He knew it was Judy, but he couldn't figure out why she hadn't spoken. Then, as her hand moved down his arm, he felt her fingers tremble as they moved to his stomach, then closed around the still pulsing hardness of his prick.
"Timmy ... " she whispered and pulled him to her.
Tim felt the naked warmth of her body and pressed to his and a shock went through his entire being as he realized she had no more clothes on than he did! He felt her hand as it grasped his aching prick tightly, then her pointed young tits were crushed against his chest as he slipped his hands around her waist, almost instinctively, and drew her to him. He cupped the firm, full cheeks of her ass in his hands and he felt her heart pounding against his chest as his mouth found hers. He missed, then her lips closed upon one another's and Tim felt a new surge of excitement go through his young body as his sister's tongue entered his mouth and her hand rubbed the head of his prick against the soft thatch of her cunt hair.
Had she not been squeezing his prick so tightly, Tim would have shot his load of hot cum the moment it touched her pussy hair, for the thrill to him was beyond description as the warmth of her smooth young body pressed against his in the total darkness of the playroom.
Judy rubbed her brother's throbbing prick against her hot cunt and she knew that she would soon feel it inside her cunt. She wanted his cock, needed it and she was going to have it! But the thought struck her that Timmy most certainly was a virgin, and having had two similar experiences with boys, she knew that he would no sooner shove his prick inside her cunt than he would come in great heaving spurts and leave her horny.
Not tonight! She told herself as she pulled back her head, let go of her brother's prick and led him to the couch.
Judy pushed Tim down and quickly knelt between his legs. She found his throbbing prick and took hold of it with both hands as she moved forward on her knees and felt the warmth of his inner thighs against her sides. She lowered her head and brushed the head of his cock with her lips, then licked out tentatively with her tongue.
Judy had never actually given a boy a blowjob before, but the love she felt for her brother overcame any prior apprehensions as she opened her mouth and closed it softly and wetly around the velvet head of his twitching prick. She tasted the faintly salt fluid as it oozed from the slitted knob, and she heard him moan loudly as she lowered her head more and took almost all of his prick into her mouth. Then, she withdrew and he gasped aloud as she swirled her tongue around the head, making it jerk spasmodically.
Tim reached for his sister's head as her mouth, dosed around his aching cock. Hr couldn't believe it was happening! As her tongue licked his cock wetly, he almost fainted from sheer pleasure. Then, he felt the warmth of her mouth as she took his tool deep into her throat and the head of his prick encountered the wet warmth there.
Tim moaned and gasped as she sucked his prick, more furiously now, her tongue making tight circles about the distended head as she withdrew it to her lips. He had never before known such sensations - and never in his wildest imagination had he thought he would ever feel his prick in his sister's mouth! But it was and she was sucking it, and he wondered suddenly if she knew what was about to happen. Surely she wouldn't want him coming in her mouth ... or would she? He moved his hands down the side of her bobbing head to her naked shoulders and he gasped as he felt his juices building in his balls.
H moaned, "Judy ... I'm. I'm going to ... I'm going to ... Ohhhhhh, God!"
Suddenly Tim thrust his hips upwards and felt his prick jerk as the first spurt of hot cum burned, then boiled out the head of his prick ... into his sister's mouth.
Judy heard him and redoubled her efforts. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, wanted to taste the sticky whit jizz as it spurted from his prick. And then it did.
It splashed forth in great globs and Judy felt her mouth suddenly filled with her young brother's cum. She swallowed again and again and it seemed as though he would never stop coming as she cupped his young balls and felt his legs stiffen out beside her heated body. He convulsed one last time and Judy sucked gently as she felt the last small spur on her tongue. She swallowed, then pulled her mouth off to lick her lips and found a small glob of cum that had escaped her sucking mouth. She wiped her mouth then and raised up to find her brother gasping for breath, his legs splayed out before her and his prick twitching spasmodically beneath her soft, warm hand.
"Ohhhhh ... " he moaned again. "That ... that was far out!"
Judy climbed up beside him on the couch and guided his hand between her legs. Her cunt was sopping wet and as his fingers groped clumsily for her slit, she told him, "No, Timmy ... do it easy ... just the tips of your fingers ... Judy sighed as his fingers found her cunt and massaged it gently. She took his other hand and moved it over her tit, and again she cautioned him, "Easy ... rub it easy ... " as he did, she began to thrust her hips upwards to meet his fingers it sunk deeper and deeper inside her cunt.
Tim could not believe what was happening and as his sister told him what to do, he realized that he knew next to nothing about what girls actually liked. He had had his finger in two different pussies, but never like this, and the girls had always protested that was hurting them. Now, as his sister moved her hips against his hand, he realized that it was the gentleness that excited them.
He rubbed the palm of his hand over her stiffened nipple and he felt his own prick twitch again. It had not gone soft after shooting his load in her mouth, and as he finger-fucked his sister there in the darkness and felt the full warmth of her tits beneath his hand, he though again of the fuck picture with the two boys with their mother.
Suddenly Tim's young mind began to engage in the wildest fantasy - it was not his sister who was letting him finger-fuck her ... it was his mother! He closed his eyes tightly in the darkness and he imagined the words his sister had spoken to him had come from his mother's lips - the same lips that had kissed, then sucked his prick until it shot off in her mouth. Tim felt such a surge of love for her at that moment, that he found her mouth with his and kissed her softly to push his tongue into her mouth.
Then his fantasy was shattered as he heard his sister's voice asking, "Timmy ... can we ... can we watch the movie together?"
At first, it didn't penetrate, so rapped up was Tim in the act of finger-fucking her, but when it did and he swallowed thickly, reluctant to let go of her even for a moment.
"Please ... " she asked. "We ... we can do it too ... if you want."
His mind reeled as he heard her beg, and he asked, " ... do it?"
"Uh-huh ... " she answered breathlessly. "While watching the movie ... we can fuck!"
The word coming from his sister's mouth sent a thrill through Tim's body. He had never even thought that never once! And now, she was telling him that he could actually fuck her - put his prick in her cunt and fuck her!
Tim disengaged his hand from between her thighs and stood up shakily. He had no idea how long he'd been in the basement; it seemed like hours, and the sudden realization that both their parents were upstairs asleep sent a chill through him. But he had come too far to back out now!
Judy heard her brother stumble to the projector; she saw his face in the beam of the flashlight as he took the loose end of the film and threaded it to the empty reel.
After the reel was rewound, Tim reversed the projector and swallowed thickly as the title flashed on the screen. In the flickering light he saw his sister leaning back on the couch, her legs spread lewdly, one hand cupping her cunt. His stiff prick jumped at the sight and he went quickly to her as the film began.
"It's two kids and their mom ... he told her as the woman appeared at the door to surprise the two boys.
As he sat beside her and she took hold of his prick, Judy asked him, "Do you suppose that's really their mother, Timmy? I mean. Do things like that really happen?"
He reached over and cupped her cunt in one hand and said softly, "Do things like this really happen, Sis?"
And Judy turned her face to him to see him smiling at her and licking his lips as he lowered his head to close his mouth on her stiffened nipple.
"Ohhhhh, Timmy! Yes ... yes, it does! Suck it on. Nibble my titty. Finger-fuck me ... suck it, yesssssss!" she moaned passionately as the woman on the screen threw back the cover to find her son hiding the magazine and a gigantic hard-on.
Judy watched in fascination and thought about the title: THE MOTHER FUCKERS ... Perhaps things like that happened after all. And then the thought struck her: Were there father fuckers as well? With the thought, she conjured up the image of her own handsome father, and she suddenly imagined it was him sucking her tit and running his finger in and out of her sopping cunt.
Judy watched as the reel spun on and as her breath became shallow and she found herself arching to every thrust her brother made with his finger, she longed to have her cunt filled with his prick. A sudden inspiration struck her and she pulled away from Tim's sucking mouth and searching hand. Quickly, she moved to the end of the large overstuffed couch and placed her arms on the broad armrest.
"Put it in me!" she told Tim, who blinked in surprise as she wiggled her ass at him, looking over her shoulder. "Come on! Put your cock in me!"
Tim moved up behind his sister as the film depicted the two boys lying beside their mother and sucking her tits. He gazed down at his sister's full ass and a chill went through him as he reached out and ran his hands over the smooth cheeks of her ass. Then Tim moved close to her. As he felt his sister's body press back against his. Tim was slightly startled when her hand reached between his legs and took hold of his stiff prick. As she rubbed the head of it between the wide-stretched lips of her pussy and he felt the wet warmth there. Tim took hold of her soft hips with both hands and he pushed forward instinctively. He felt his sister's cunt open up to him as she pushed backwards.
"Ohhhhhh ... Timmy! Judy groaned as his prick entered her cunt. "Yessssss!"
And Tim felt a wave of pleasure surge through his young body as his throbbing prick was buried deep in his sister's pussy. He had never felt anything to compare to it! It felt even better than her mouth!
As Tim thrust forward and his prick was buried to the hilt, he felt his sister shudder and push back against him. Tim held her firmly and pulled back until just the head of his prick was in her pussy - and he could feel the soft warm fold of her pussy-lips as he withdrew. Then, with a sudden shove he fucked forward and drove his prick all the way into her hole.
"Uuuggghhh! Oh, God, Timmy ... do that again!" she told him as she wriggled her ass against her brother's belly. The smooth warmth of his flesh against her own drove Judy to new heights as he withdrew his prick slowly, then lunged forward strongly.
"Yesssss! God, keep it up ... you're going to make me come!"
Tim was astonished at his sister's words. He thought that girls could come, too, but he'd never been sure, and somehow he had always thought that it would be different for them. But now, as he fucked in and out of his sister's cunt, he realized that boys and girls weren't all that much different!
Tim leaned forward as Judy watched the two boys on the screen, and he reached around her body to take hold of her titties. He felt the turgid nipples and a new thrill went through him as she shoved backwards against him time and time again. He was going to make her come!
Tim felt his own juices boiling again as his sister's breath came brokenly and she sobbed as he fucked her harder and harder. He felt the feeling first in the backs of his legs, then in his balls as Judy cried out and reached around to pull him to her.
"Ohhhhhh, Judy ... I'm going to do it! I'm going to come ... in ... your pussy!"
"Oh, God!" she cried. "Do it! Let me feel your cum in my cunt! Shoot off there ... yes ... now, Timmy, NOW! FUCK MEEEEE!!"
Judy shuddered strongly as she felt the orgasm wash over her and the woman on the screen sucked her son's prick into her mouth as Tim shot his load of hot cum into his sister's spasming pussy. Tim felt his prick jerk and twitch as he thrust forward deeply and felt his sister's hot cunt swallow his prick. Spurt after spurt of jizz came forth and Tim felt a sudden dizziness as his young body shook in the throws of his first orgasm inside a girl's cunt. He squeezed Judy's tits as she panted for breath beneath him. Then as her orgasm passed, he lay forward and his still twitching prick was pulled out of her cunt to fall flaccidly between the cheeks of her upraised ass. He fell on top of her and felt the last shudder from her soft, warm body and he gasped for breath as she moaned beneath him.
They lay like that until the film ran it course. Then Tim got up quickly and turned off the switch of the projector. Returning to the couch, he found Judy sitting up, her legs spread out. He sat beside her and as his mouth found hers, he told her, "I ... I love you, Judy. I really do."
Judy heard the words from the boy she had lived with for all the years of her life. She had loved her brother before, but never with the intensity that she now felt. It was as though the act of sex, they had come to share something far deeper that the simple love a brother and sister held for each other.
She kissed him softly and ran her hand over his cheek as she whispered to him, "I love you, too, Timmy ... and I never dreamed we would love each other this way ... ."
Judy let her hand move softly over his chest and stomach to come to rest on his limp prick, sticky now with both their juices. The thought of what they had just done excited her now as she thought about it, but her excitement soon passed as she thought of her parents upstairs asleep in their bed, totally unaware of what had taken place in the basement-playroom of their home.
"Uh where on earth did you get such a movie?" Judy asked as Tim's hand closed on her tit.
"Craig found it in a box of his dad's stuff. He told me there were a lot more - only he took one in case his mom counted or something."
"You mean Craig's mother looks at these things?"
"I dunno ... they were his dad's. Maybe they looked at them together."
"Wow! Do you think we could get to look at some more of them?" Judy asked and thought about Craig Peters, her brother's best friend.
Tim thought about it. Maybe, just maybe ...
"He'd probably want to watch them with us ... " Tim told her.
Judy thought about it, then she suggested, "Look, Mom and Dad are going to that thing at the club this Saturday night. Maybe you could get Craig to come over here. I could just hide behind the bar or something."
"Well ... "
"Please, Timmy?" she begged.
He was just teasing her, and he couldn't wait to tell Craig what had happened tonight - and if his buddy didn't believe it, well, he'd just show him Saturday night!
"I'll talk to him," he told her, and she squeezed his prick gently.
"And we better get upstairs before the folks wake up and find out we're not in bed!" she told him, jumping up from the couch.
"Go ahead, but don't make any noise. I've gotta rewind the film and hide the can."
Judy pressed her mouth, young body against her brother's again and fondled his prick one last time. She found his mouth with hers and as their lips parted, she told him, "Our secret?"
"Our secret ... " he replied and squeezed her tits as she pulled away from him in the darkness.
Chapter 2
Across the street from the Towne residence Lisa Peters struggled in the front seat of the car. "Please Bob!" she protested. She almost died as the man's hand moved from her tit to her thigh and he attempted to lift the hem of her, short skirt. "You know how I feel."
The man shook his head in exasperation and he released the struggling woman, "I don't know what the hells wrong with you, Lisa. Jesus! He's been dead for over a year now. What're you saving if for?"
Lisa felt the tears burn her eyes at the mention of her husband. The man's cruel words cut into her consciousness to magnify the loneliness she held in her heart, and she realized suddenly that he was just like all the rest; a cheap meal, a few drinks and he expected a quick lay!
"You bastard!" she said and pushed open the door of his car.
"Aw, come on, baby. You're acting like a goddamn virgin!"
Lisa froze with one foot on the ground, turned in the seat and clenched her fists as she swore back, "And you're acting like a dog in heat!"
With that, she climbed quickly from the car, slammed the door loudly and rushed up the walk to the front door of her comfortable home. She heard the screech of tires as the man backed out of the driveway, then burned rubber as he sped away in anger.
Opening the front door with shaking hands, Lisa went inside, relocked the door, then stood in the darkness of the hallway, sobbing deeply. Bob was right - she was saving herself and she knew it. But not for some slob whose mind was on nothing but sex! She shook her head and the dark halo of her short hair brushed her cheeks and she realized they were wet with her tears.
Lisa bit her lip as she fought for control of her emotions, then looked upward where a dim light burned on the landing. She knew her son Craig would be asleep at this hour, and the last thing she needed was to see that handsome young face of his - he was the image of his dead father, and as he grew older, Lisa knew that even his mannerisms were those of Craig senior.
Tossing her sweater aside, she set her purse on the hall table, removed her pumps and climbed the stairs wearily. She was exhausted, but she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. There had been a fire in her body all evening and she knew it was not likely to extinguish itself. It had smoldered as Bob had taken her onto the dance floor and pressed his strong body to hers, and as they danced, she had felt the undeniable bulge of his swollen prick through his trousers - and it seemed he had rubbed her thigh with it deliberately as the music moved them slowly across the dim dance floor.
God, what am I thinking of? Lisa questioned herself as she paused at Craig's room and opened the door slightly. Her son was asleep with the night light burning and Lisa smiled as she stepped in, crossed the room and reached for the switch of the lamp. She hesitated as she looked down at her sixteen-year old son. He was the picture of his father down to the smallest detail - the deep cleft in his shin, the soft blond wisp of hair that fell to his forehead, his sensuous and full mouth ... and Lisa caught her eyes roaming to the light sheet her son had thrown over him.
She swallowed thickly as she saw the sheet raised slightly below the boy's waist. She looked apprehensively at his face and knew that he was a deep sleeper - just like his father had been - and she recalled the many times through the years she had rolled over to take hold of her husband's cock as he slept. It had always seemed in a state of semi-erection.
Carefully, Lisa lifted the edge of the sheet and a small gasp escaped her lips as she realized her son was sleeping in the nude. Then she lifted the sheet farther and a light thrill went through her as she viewed his strong young prick lying against his thigh, the thatch of blond pubic hair so like his father's it made her shudder.
Dropping the sheet, Lisa switched off the light and walked quickly to the bathroom that separated the boy's room from the guestroom beyond. She closed the door quietly, then switched on the light and gazed longingly at the deep tub. She needed to relax and the thought of a shower in her own half-bath was not the least appealing. But she could bathe here, she told herself, so long as she did it quietly so not to awaken her sleeping son in the next room. Bending over the tub, she adjusted the water to a low flow, tasted its warmth, then went through the guestroom and across the hall to her own. As she removed her clothing, she found the crotch of her panties was soaking wet and she cursed herself silently as she dropped them in the hamper. Taking a light gown from the hook on the door, she padded barefoot and naked into the dimly lit hallway, paused and went quickly downstairs. In the kitchen she splashed a heavy measure of bourbon into a glass, dropped in a pair of ice cubes and returned to the large bathroom upstairs.
The tub was steaming as she closed the door quietly, dropped her gown on the counter and twisted the handles off. Easily, she let her aching body slide down into the tub, and the immediate warmth of the water soothed her ragged nerves. She lay back, luxuriating in the warmth, the glass of whiskey held loosely in her right hand.
Again, the picture of her young - just thirty-four. She was healthy, had a good figure and she was attractive. She looked at the flesh of her thighs and realized she had put on a pound or two there, but nothing to get worried about. Then her gaze went to the thick bush of pussy hair above her cunt and she realized that that was where her worries originated!
Lisa finished her drink, then set the glass on the floor as she felt the liquor course through her veins. She found the light uncomfortable then and, knowing what she was going to do, she stood up, reached for the switch beside the door and turned off the light. Only the dim glow of the small night-light illuminated the bathroom, and it cast deep shadows around the tub as Lisa lowered her aching body again into the hot water. She sighed deeply and let her thoughts roam for a moment as she picked the soap from its dish and lathered her hands ... but she kept going back to the sight of her son lying naked in his bed, and the thought of his virile young prick assailed her as she ran her hands over her tits, then down to soap her crotch.
Her fingers felt good and she spread her legs slightly as her soapy fingers found their way almost of their own accord to the soft folds of flesh between her thighs. She slid down in the tub and let her head rest against the edge as her fingers began a slow, circular motion around her petal like cunt-lips. As she spread them gently with the tips of her fingers, she drew up her knees and let one finger part the slippery flesh and enter her cunt. Her clit was erect as it had been ever since Bob had pressed his throbbing prick against her thighs earlier and now she had that stiff prick shoved deep inside her horny snatch! Lisa moaned as she began masturbating and her fingers slipped deeper and deeper inside her cunt. And the moans became more audible as her passion rose to fill her body to overflowing while her finger-fucked herself in the dimly lit bathroom.
Craig heard the water running in the bathroom, but he paid it no mind at first. He knew it must be his mother and as sleepy as he was, he didn't give it a second thought. Then, from his half-sleep, he heard her go downstairs, then return after only a few minutes. He lay there fighting for sleep to return and his eyelids flickered as he saw the light go out in the bathroom.
This caught his attention and suddenly, Craig found himself wide awake, wondering why his mother would want to take a bath with the lights out. Was she all right - could she be drunk? He had never seen her that way, but several times in the past few months, he had com home from school to find her just a little bit tipsy, and it was those times, her realized, too, that she had been crying.
Concerned and curious, Craig climbed quietly from his bed and made his way to the bathroom door. He listened and what he heard gave rise to more concern - it was his mother and she was moaning! He thought about just turning the knob and walking in - but no, that wasn't the way to handle it. If she were in the bathtub, he wouldn't want to embarrass her. Then he heard her moan again.
Unable to contain himself, Craig let himself out of his own room, walked quickly down the hall and entered the guestroom. A dim light shone through the partially opened doorway, and he made his way cautiously to peer inside. What Craig saw took his breath. His mother lay in the deep tub, her head thrown back and her teeth bared as he watched, she raised her legs until her knees pressed back against her naked tits and her fingers were fucking lewdly in and out of her exposed cunt!
Craig could not believe his eyes. Then he heard the words come from her mouth - just above a whisper and not much more, than a hiss ... "Yesssss ... fuck me, darling ... fuck me, Craig! Fuck me Deep!"
The boy's face burned hotly as he realized his mother was masturbating. The Craig thought about the films he had found, and the title of one he had loaned to his friend Tim: THE MOTHER FUCKERS. Has his father left those films for him as some sort of a message, a message he would understand more clearly as he grew older? Was it possible that his father had known he was dying and wanted Craig, his own son, to ... to take care of his mother?
Craig felt his prick jump as his mother's fingers worked furiously at her cunt. It was the first time her had ever seen a grown woman completely naked, and though he was not a virgin, he had only fucked one girl so far. Without thinking Craig took hold of his throbbing young cock and began to massage it gently, highly aroused by the sight of his own mother finger-fucking herself and another question came to him why in his bathroom and not her own? Was there some sort of message in this, too? Could it be that his mother had wanted him to awaken and find her like this? The excitement grew as he saw her tongue come out of her pretty mouth and, try like a tiny pink snake to lick her lips as she stretch out her legs and began pinching the nipples of her tits. Craig swallowed thickly as his mother raised up out of the water and shuddered as her body was shaken by an intense orgasm, and Craig realized it was just like when he came!
"Not enough ... not enough!" Lisa whimpered as the orgasm passed and left her wanting. "I need a man ... I need my Craig!" and she sobbed deeply as she sat up and buried her face in her hands, her body racked with the emotion of need and loneliness.
Craig's prick jerked in his hand and he felt a sudden thrill go through his young body as he heard his mother call his name. Without thinking, his instincts told him she needed him and he pushed through the door to kneel beside the tub. He looked at his mother's shaking shoulders, and instinctively he reached out and put his arms about her. As he did, Lisa gave a start, and Craig's left hand, intended for her shoulder, inadvertently closed upon her right tit.
Lisa stared open-mouthed at her handsome young son as the touch of his hand on her naked tit sent a thrill through her wanting body. Her reflex was to grasp his hand tightly beneath her own as she cried out, "C-Craig! What are you doing?"
Craig felt his mother's hand close over his, and the suddenness of the act left him wondering if it were an accident of whether she had taken his hand and placed it there. He felt the stiff nipple beneath his palm, and the soft flesh of her tit seemed to quiver as she stared at him wide-eyed.
"I ... I heard you call me, M-Mom. I saw you ... that is I"
"Oh, God!" Lisa wept and closed her eyes as she bit her lower lip. Her son had seen her finger-fucking herself! What must he think of her, how must he feel?
"Craig." She said in a shaking voice, "you ... you don't understand, darling. I need ... that is I want ... " and she felt her voice falter, unable to go on.
"I know mom. I understand," he said soothingly as his hand began squeezing her tit gently.
And it was then that Lisa became fully aware of her son's hand as it kneaded the soft flesh of her boob. A new thrill raced through her as his word penetrated the fog of shame and frustration. He understood! But of course he would just as his father would have understood. And Lisa opened her eyes to look at her son's handsome face only inches fro her as his right hand stroked her back. She leaned forward slightly and as their lips touched, Lisa felt as though she had been electrified. It was not a kiss normally associated with mother and son, but rather it was a long, searching kiss two people attempting to transmit something deeper than mere affection.
Lisa felt her hand heave her son's at her cunt and it took hold of the back of his head as she pouted her lips slightly and forced her tongue into his warm mouth. A new thrill passed through her, for she had kissed no man thusly since her husband had died. As her son's tongue brushed hers, it ignited a new fire in the woman's heated cunt and she felt herself submitting thoughtlessly to the moment, and to her own unanswered needs.
Craig felt his mother's tongue in his mouth and he realized that she had indeed wanted him and that the films must have been some soft of a message from his dead father. He felt her nipple grow and stiffen beneath his palm, and he felt his prick growing bigger and harder. Then his mother's arm was outside the tub and as her warm, wet hand closed bout his throbbing young prick, he nearly exploded at her touch.
"Oh, Mom ... " he groaned. "That ... that's good."
Lisa felt her son's stiff prick in her hand and she knew she wanted him. Incest be damned! She was a healthy woman, not given to light relationships for mere sex, and if she had to turn to her son to satisfy her own needs, then turn she would!
She took his hand from her tit and spread her knees as she guided it to the soft, wet nest of her cunt. She shuddered slightly as his fingers stroked the tender flesh of her pussy-lips beneath the surface of the water. Then Lisa felt his finger move experimentally into her cunt.
"Oh, Craig," she told him and sought his lips, "that feels so good ... " and as their lips met again, it was Craig who took the initiative and forced his tongue into his mother's mouth as she stroked his prick wetly outside the tub. Finally, their lips parted, and mother and son stared at each other breathlessly.
"I ... I want to help you, Mom ... really," Craig said as he inserted a second finger into her cunt. He had no idea she would be so tight and as she fondled his prick gently, he felt a tremendous desire to just take her in his arms and hold her. His feeling of love grew as her fingers rubbed the sensitive head of his prick and he felt the twitching that usually ended with his prick squirting forth it's load of cum.
"Yes, yes, my darling," she told him, "I want you to help me. I've needed this so!"
"I ... I think I'm going to ... it's going to ... " the boy said as his breath came in sharp gasps.
Lisa felt his prick jerk spasmodically beneath her fingers. She wanted to pleasure him, too, but she did not want it to end so quickly. Removing his hand from her cunt, she kissed him again and told him to kneel on his knees beside the tub. As he obeyed his mother, she took hold of his prick again and leaned forward to rub the silken head against her cheek, then over her lips as his hands reached down for her swaying tits. She felt his palms cover both nipples, and as he squeezed gently, Lisa opened her mouth and flicked out her tongue. She knew he was close to coming, but she knew, too, that a second come would take longer. Her tongue swirled around the head of her son's prick as he moaned and pushed his hips forward. She opened her mouth widely then and held the thick base with her fingers to guide it into her mouth.
As his mother's mouth closed about the head of his prick, Craig's eyes widened in sudden astonishment. He had expected her to kiss it, but his cock was actually in her mouth and she was sucking him off! He had never before had his prick anywhere near a girl's mouth, and though he had viewed the same film he had loaned to Tim, he never actually considered getting a blow-job and especially with his mother!
Craig felt the sensation building as his mother laved the head of his thick prick with her tongue. As her mouth ovaled obscenely and she took his rod deeper into her throat, he clutched her boobs and cried out, "Mom ... Momma! Ohhhhhh ... it's going ... I'm ... I'm coming! Commmmming!!"
And as the first spurt of her son's sperm burst forth into her hotly sucking mouth, Lisa pulled back and opened her mouth widely as she milked her boy's prick with her hand. Spurt after spurt of thick white jizz splashed on her tongue and she stuck it out so that it barely cradled his jerking prick. Then as it dribbled from her tongue and ram from the corners of her mouth, she swallowed and took the entire length of her son's prick into her throat. Craig cried out again and clutched at his mother's head to bury his prick as deeply as possible in her sucking mouth. She felt his shiver; then as the contractions passed and his body heaved heavily, she swallowed again, contracting her throat muscles to milk the last precious drop of cum from his young prick.
Craig watched his prick shoot off when his mother opened her mouth, and he was amazed by the fact that she let him come there - then even more amazed when she swallowed not only his sticky white jizz, but his prick as well! It was the most sensational feeling he had ever experienced, far better than his quick screw in Suzy's cunt, and better by far than jacking off!
As his mother pulled her head off his shrinking prick, Craig looked down at her and was so filled with love for her, that he felt the tears well up in his eyes. He cupped her face in his hands and as they kissed, he tasted the faintly salty fluid he had shot into her mouth.
Lisa shook her head in an effort to clear her thoughts. Craig was sixteen and well on his way to manhood. She wanted her son now, more than ever before, but she wanted him to have her, too. She washed her face quickly and told him, "Go to my room, Craig, wait for me there."
"Your ... room? He asked apprehensively.
"Yes, get in bed and leave the lights off. I'll be there in just a few minutes."
Craig did as his mother asked him. He turned out the bedroom lights and slipped beneath the light cover of the bed, his head filled with confusion and desire. His mother had actually sucked him off. She had taken his prick into her mouth and let him come, then swallowed his jizz!
Jesus! he thought, wait'll I tell Tim! And he recalled again the film he had loaned to his friend: THE MOTHER FUCKERS. He hadn't actually believed that such things happened in real life, but now as he lay between the cool sheets of his mother's bed, he wondered ... would she let him fuck her, too? And as he thought about it, his hand stole to his prick and he felt it grow again as he waited.
Lisa rinsed her body, then stood in the tub to towel herself dry. She slipped into the sheer gown, ran a brush through her hair and surveyed the image there. She was a beautiful woman and she knew it-now, of her son wanted her as much as she wanted him, her problems would be over. She could wait comfortably, her needs fulfilled, until "Mister Right" came into her life ... and. She wondered idly, did she really need one?
Quickly, Lisa walked through the guestroom, passed into her own bathroom and turned on the light there. She applied a heavy coat of lipstick to her full mouth, then sprayed her body lightly with a light perfume. Her short, dark hair halloed her pretty face and she fluffed it once, then picked up the silver eyeliner and applied the exotic makeup to her eyes. A Light brush of blue eye shadow, and she was ready to make her entrance. Leaving the small nightlight burning behind her and switching off the overhead, Lisa opened the door of her bedroom and stood poised at the entrance. She saw Craig lying in her bed, and when he saw her standing there, he sat up in bed and stared. She moved into the room slowly and walked around the bed to the other side. She ran her hands from her hips to her stomach, then upwards to her full tits as they pushed against the sheer material of the short gown.
Craig looked at his mother, thinking he had never seen her look more beautiful. He caught the faint fragrance of her perfume and his head reeled as he watched her move her hands over her lovely body to cup her tits. He fought the urge to jump from the bed and grab her to tear the gown from her body, to fuck her!
As he watched, Lisa lifted the hem of her gown slightly and exposed the thick, dark bush of her pussy to her son. He gasped as she spread the soft folds of flesh and touched her gash just once, then let the gown fall to cover her again.
Craign watched his mother wide-eyed as she walked seductively around the bed and stood before him. "Touch me," she said softly and lifted the hem of the short gown she wore. The boy swallowed dryly and reached out to brush the tips of his fingers over the smoothness of her belly, then to the dark-haired patch of pussy hair. An electric thrill went through him as his fingers encountered the soft growth of hair; with the nightlight shining behind her, he could look between her legs and see the fully puffed, moist lips of her pussy. Lightly, he let his finger travel into that valley between her legs and as he did, she spread them slightly for him.
"Sit up on the side of the bed, Craig," she told him huskily, and he did as she told him.
Lisa looked down at her son's upturned face-so like his father's. She bent over and kissed him lightly on the mouth, then told him, "There's something I want you to do for me, baby, will you do it?"
"Yes ... " he whispered as she cupped his face in her hands.
Lisa kissed him again, then whispered, "What I did for you in the bathroom ... will you do that for me?"
At first, Craig was confused. His mother had sucked his prick ... what did she mean? "H-how?" he asked her.
"Just kiss it for me, sweetheart and kiss it like it was my mouth-with your tongue."
Then, Lisa straightened and lifted the hem of her gown again. Craig wore a bewildered look as she spread her legs and moved forward slightly. The nearness of her body to his was overpowering and if he understood her correctly, she wanted him to kiss her on her pussy. He wanted to please his mother - to help her - and if this would do it, he decided as he nuzzled her belly lightly and kissed her there, he was willing.
"Oh, yes, Craig ... yesssss!" she said as his mouth touched her, then moved lower and she thrust her hips into his face as she took hold of his head.
Craig felt his mother's hands on his head as she pulled him forward, the fragrance of her body filled his nostrils. He breathed deeply as his nose touched the soft hair above her pussy. Cautiously, he pursed his mouth and kissed her as she hunched to him. The moment his mouth came in contact with the soft, wet flesh of her cunt, Craig felt himself pulled to her. He arched his neck and found his mouth covering her pussy then. Tentatively, he flicked out his tongue and tasted her - the touch of his tongue on the flesh of her cunt excited him like nothing before and, without realizing it, the boy ran his hands up the backs of his mother's legs and was cupping her fully rounded ass cheeks and pulling her snatch even closer to him.
Lisa writhed in pleasure as she felt his tongue enter her gash, and she pulled him to her fiercely.
"Oh, God!" she cried out as his mouth began to suck and his hands kneaded the soft flesh of her ass. "Oh, Craig ... eat me ... suck my pussy! Make me come!"
He heard the words, and with his face buried between his mother's legs, he felt his own prick grow hard and begin to twitch. He wanted her to take him, too, and he began to fuck his tongue in and out of her cunt with a growing rapidity as she hunched forward and held his head tightly. It was difficult for him to breath like that, and he sucked air through his mouth as he found a little nub of flesh with his lips. As he nibbled it lightly, his mother's body tensed and he heard her cry out. Then her nails were digging into his scalp as she gasped for breath and she ground her pussy into his face and sucking mouth.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! IiEEEEE." She wailed as his mouth closed over her clit and she felt the rush of sensation that left her body trembling with a fury she had not experienced since her husband had last sucked her cunt.
It was sheer heaven, and Lisa wanted to make it last forever, to stand there like that with her beautiful son's mouth on her pussy, sucking and tonguing her to orgasm after orgasm. Her head swam as she crashed over the brink and she felt her knees go weak as an unearthly cry escaped her lips.
"Eat me! Suck me! Make me come! Eat me! EAT MY PUSSSSSSSY!!"
As his mother's voice came to him in a shriek, Craig felt a moment of fear as he had hurt her. Her body was rigid in his hands and as he sucked her cunt furiously, she began to shake and tremble. Then she was pushing his face away and her voice was hoarse as she covered his wet face with kisses and whispered words of love and thanks to him. Never in his life had he felt so loved and needed, and the [prides he experienced at that moment was greater than any he had ever known.
Lisa tore off her gown and pushed her son back on the bed. She lay beside him and pulled the boy atop her. She needed his prick inside her cunt, and as he rolled between her lewdly splayed legs, she reached between them and rubbed the head of his stiff young cock between the lips of her pussy.
"Ughhhhh!" Lisa said as he thrust his hips forward and his prick was sunken balls deep in her clasping cunt. "Ohhh, God, Craig ... if you only knew how much I've needed this, how much I've wanted it!" And she covered his face with kisses as he withdrew his prick to plunge again.
Craig heard her words and marveled at them. He felt his prick slide smoothly into her hot pussy and it seemed as though it was a wetly sucking mouth as he plunged deeper and deeper inside his mother. He felt her hands on his back and her mouth on his, and as they shared a long, passionate kiss, he moved his hands over her tits to cup them fully. The Craig felt her lift her hips up and warp her legs about his waist. She locked her ankles at the small of his back and each time he withdrew his prick from her hot cunt, she pulled him to her strongly. His head felt dizzy and bright spots appeared before his eyes as he looked down at his mother's lovely face, contorted now in passion. He kissed her again, and she sucked his tongue deeply into her mouth, just as she had sucked his prick. Craig thrust his hips forward and felt his mother's legs leave his waist and through a fog of passion, he heard her telling him something as she brought her legs up and back.
"Put your arms under my legs ... push them back ... I want all of you in me, darling ... fuck me ... fuck your mother!"
He locked his arms behind her knees and pushed with all his might. He saw her tits squashed flat beneath her own thighs and it seemed as though he would break her in half, but as he thrust forward again, he felt the whole of her cunt exposed to him and his prick was sucked in to the hilt. Then he felt her hand on his balls and she pulled them as he began fucking in and out more rapidly.
"Uggghhhnnn ... Oh, Craig ... yes fuck me, baby! Let me feel your prick all the way inside me! FUCK MEEEEE!" she wailed.
Craig felt his mother's body tense again and he felt his own juices boiling for release as he pushed forward again and again. Her teeth were bared and she grimaced as she gasped for breath, then, choked out, "YESSSSS!!"
Lisa felt her world exploding again and she came close to losing consciousness as her son's prick erupted in her cunt. She felt the hot spurt of jizz as it gushed into her velvet tunnel and she shuddered violently as he grew rigid above her and cried out, "M ... M ... MOOTTHHER!, OH, MOTHER!" and his young prick spurted wildly inside her frantically spasming cunt as they reached their orgasms together.
After Craig's head cleared, he found himself lying with his face nestled between his mother's full tits. A light sheen of sweat covered both their bodies and he could feel his mother's heart beat in her chest. He moaned and was answered by a hand on his head. It stroked his blonde hair gently as he regained his breath, he felt his prick sliding out of his mother's cunt to lay flaccidly against her warm, smooth thigh. He reached up and cupped her left tit as a chill went through his young body.
Lisa lay there in stupor. What she had done committed was against the law and she knew it. But whose law? Not hers, surely, and who could deny a mother the love - actual love of her son? But then, no one would ever have to know, and tomorrow she would have a long talk with Craig and lay down some ground rules for them both. She trusted him, for he had always been extremely honest with her, and he had been so attentive since his father's death that she knew she could count on him to keep their secret!
Craig had other thoughts, though. His best friend Tim had always been the one he shared things with after the first time he fucked Suzy, the looks they often shared, now the film and he knew that he would have to share this wonderful thing with Tim, too. He had no idea of the implications, and he certainly didn't realize what he and his mother had done was illegal. All he wanted to do was to share this newfound wonder with his friend. And as he lay there in his mother's arms, he wondered idly of she would ever let him fuck her again. He raised his head slightly and looked at her lovely face, relaxed now with a slight smile on her lips.
"Mom?" he asked softly.
Lisa opened her eyes and found her son staring at her, a questioning look on his face. "What is it, darling?"
"I-I was just wondering ... People say that ... uh ... that fucking" and he blushed at the use of the word "well, that it's bad. But it wasn't. Do ... do you think we could ... you know, do it again sometime?"
Lisa realized he was serious and she fought the impulse to laugh at his naivete. She bent her head slightly and kissed him on the nose. "Yes, Craig - but there are some things I want to talk to you about, things that people would say if they knew what we had done."
He didn't exactly understand what she meant, but she had told him they could fuck again, and that was enough for him. He sighed deeply, stretched out and felt his mother pull the cover over them both. He felt safe and warm and secure in her arms, and he had no idea that she now felt the same way with him. As he closed his eyes and snuggled to her warm, soft body, Craig thought again of the title of the film ... and he wondered about all the others he had found tucked away n the boxes downstairs. And he wondered too, if perhaps his mother would let him look at them now that they had done this thing together.
Lisa's thoughts were not far away from her son's, for she had packed away the pornographic films shortly after her husband's death. They were too much of a temptation, for as man and wife they had enjoyed them immensely as a prelude to sexual bouts that often lasted through the night and into the dawn. And on more than one occasion they had shown them to select friends who in turn shared sex with them - but that was long ago, Lisa reflected, before the move, before the brief illness ... before death. And she felt the tears well up in her eyes again as she gathered her son to her breast and listened to his deep, even breathing as he drifted off to sleep.
Alone no more, she thought and lifted her leg slightly to feel Craig's soft prick against her thigh.
In the Tone household, Tim lay back staring at the ceiling in the darkness, his thoughts still in the basement-playroom where his sister sucked him off, them let him fuck her while she watched the dirty movie Craig had given him. He wondered idly if she might let Craig fuck her. After all, she had told him she wanted to see more of the movies that Craig claimed to have, and if she wanted to watch, the she could pay!
He rolled over and felt his prick still hard against his leg, and the thought of seeing Craig fuck his sister raised it even higher.
Across the hallway, Judy lay in her bed, her head resting on her arms. She moved he hips against the firm mattress and thought again of her brother's prick slicing obscenely in and out of her cunt. And she thought, too, of his promise to talk to Craig about the other dirty pictures. Tonight was the first time she had ever seen one, and as she thought about it, she had to reevaluate the blond youth who lived across the street. True, he was a year younger than she was, but what of it? He was good looking and not nearly so bossy as the older boys she dated. She would certainly have to treat him differently from now on, and if she was =given half the chance, she's get him in the same position as she had gotten her brother that very evening. As Judy closed her eyes, she envisioned herself sandwiched between her brother and his friend Craig - one hacking her cunt, the other sticking his prick up her asshole. Somehow, Judy found that her hand had crept between her legs. She fingered her twat lightly and sighed as the vision dissolved.
Saturday, she reminded herself, was only two days off!
Chapter 3
Jim Carter sat at the breakfast table, his robe tucked around him tightly. He sipped the hot coffee and watched as his wife Valerie moved fluidly about their spacious kitchen, dressed only in a short robe and apron. Jim felt his prick twitch as he recalled their episode of the night before. She had come to him following her bath and teased him until he had thrown her down on the bed and laughingly ripped her gown from her vibrant body, the fucked her silly.
"Morning, Daddy ... "
Jim gave a start as his oldest daughter Trish brushed his cheek with her lips, hugged him gently, and then sat down in the chair across from him.
"Penny for your thoughts," she said, smiling as she noticed her father blush.
"Uh ... just thinking ... " he excused lamely and let his face burn. Damn! He thought, why doesn't she put on clothes like other kids in the morning! And he sipped his coffee again as Trish lifted the glass of orange juice to her lips and licked the rim of the glass with a small pink tongue. She was seventeen and a fully grown woman, yet she insisted on coming to the breakfast table dressed like a nymphet in just a sheer, shorty nightgown - just like her younger sister, Tina.
Both his daughters disturbed him, especially of late. He had watched them grow and mature into ripe young women. And Tina, two year's her sister's junior, was, at fifteen, a beautifully budding young woman - no longer a child. Jim looked up as his younger daughter entered the kitchen; she was wearing a baby-doll nightgown with only a thin pair of bikini briefs beneath it. As she bent over to kiss him lightly on the forehead, Jim found himself staring at the dark patch of cunt hair beneath her panties only inches away.
"morning, Dad," she said and slid onto the chair beside her sister.
Jim felt his prick twitch as his eyes went from one daughter to the other; the dark areoles of their tits showing plainly through the sheet material of their gowns. He swallowed dryly, averted his eyes and nodded. "Morning, sweetheart."
Damn, he thought as he lifted the coffee cup to his lips and glanced towards his wife across the room. What would it be like in another year? He asked himself. But Jim had been asking himself that same question for several years now - ever since Trish had begun to mature, her ripe young body filling out lushly and following the same lines as her lovely mother's.
Both Trish and Tina looked remarkably like their mother. Their dark auburn hair with its subtle highlights of red, the upturned noses, the full, proudly pointed tits, the lush hips and seemingly long, lithe legs. And as he sat there, Jim reentered his most secret fantasy - to make love with all three of them at once. Beneath his robe, his prick swelled and twitched as the objects of his fantasy sipped their orange juice and chatted lightly as their mother prepared their breakfast.
As she pushed the handle on the large toaster, Valerie stole a glance at her husband. His eyes stared blankly at his coffee cup and she wondered again what was bothering him. For some time now, he had seemed sullen and morose at the breakfast table. And as she looked at him, she saw his hand move in his lap and she blinked as it seemed to close around ... around his prick?
Moving to the stove, she watched her husband from the corner of her eye, and it was obvious to her now that he had taken hold of his prick. God, after the fuck-session they had shared the evening before, could he still be horny? Was that what was bothering him lately? But if that was all it was, she could take care of that little problem. An early-morning piece would do wonders, she told herself.
Then Valerie realized that Jim was looking at Trish. She looked at her daughter, then turned her attention to Tina, and the thought struck her, Is he aroused by his own daughters? They never had as a family - displayed an overt amount of modesty, but now that the girls were maturing, she wondered if perhaps they should. And as she looked at her two beautiful young daughters, Val realized now her husband could be moved by them, especially dressed, or undressed, as they were.
As she completed that thought and went about finishing the breakfast preparation, Val's thoughts went again to the last party she and Jim had gone to, across the street at the Townes'. The evening had gone on and on it seemed, and everyone had grown just a little drunk as Paul and Beth kept a steady supply of liquor flowing. She had been standing near the end of the bar talking to Beth, who had slipped her arm about her waist. It had given her a strange feeling at first, not altogether unpleasant, as Beth's hand closed on her hips, then moved down to rub her buttock lightly.
"One thing about these parties, Val." Beth had said huskily, "I always wind up getting raped afterward ... " She had laughed, then went on, "Paul seems terribly stimulated after seeing all you lush, young women, dancing with you, holding you ... "
And Val's face had burned as Beth's hand continued to massage her ass. It was the first time their conversation had ever turned to sex, and Val had felt a bit embarrassed by it and by Beth's rubbing. Val had stammered something, she couldn't remember what. Then Beth's hand had moved between the cheeks of her ass and lightly brushed her gash.
Several other people had come to the bar then and Beth had moved her hand away, but Val was left with an excitement inside her body that was difficult to explain. She had been subtly aroused by the woman's touch and she had looked at her in a new light. Could her lovely neighbor be bisexual? Or was she quietly proposing a swap? It had been a little confusing, and Val drank more than she usually did that evening. As a result, she had not thought about the incident for several days afterwards, and when she had seen Beth next, no mention of their conversation was made, leaving Val wondering if it had ever taken place.
Val caught herself looking at her daughters and a strange surge of warmth went though her cunt. They were beautiful, so beautiful.
What am I thinking? Val scolded herself with a start, picking up the platter of scrambled eggs and reaching for the plate of bacon.
Following breakfast, after she had seen her family off, Val though again of her daughters and their effect - if that's what it was - on their father. She had heard of such things and she'd read several articles on father-daughter incest. Such and ugly word, she thought.
Perhaps she should talk to Jim about it, clear the air, and if that was what was wrong, perhaps they could work it out together. If some new form of sex was needed to take his mind off the girls, they might consider joining one of the swap clubs they had heard mentioned from time to time ... Valerie Carter considered herself a sexually liberated woman. She enjoyed sex with her husband and for several years now, she had entertained the thought of mentioning a "swap" to Jim, as much for his sake as her own, she reasoned. And if Beth and Paul were willing, it just might work out. They had been their friends for several years now and they were an extremely attractive couple. Beth was short and just a bit stocky, but she had firm, full tits and comfortably broad hips, and Paul was Strikingly handsome. At forty-one, he had a good physique and the shock of prematurely gray hair that streaked his otherwise youthfully black head of hair somehow excited her.
The ringing of the telephone brought her out of her after-breakfast stupor. She reached for the kitchen extension and before she could answer, she heard Beth's voice shaking with emotion as she said, "Val ... Oh, Val can ... can you come over? I ... I need ... that is, there's something I've got to talk to you about."
"Beth, what on earth is wrong?" Val asked in a concerned tone.
"Please ... I'd rather not discuss it on the phone. Can you come over now?"
"Please! Put on a coat or something, but come!" Beth said pleadingly. "Well ... " and she heard the connection broken as her neighbor hung up.
What in the world could be the matter? she wondered as she rushed to the hall closet and grabbed a light summer coat from a hanger and rushed for the front door.
She crossed the street and barely touched the buzzer when the front door was flung open and Beth stood there, still in her short nightgown, a look of total confusion on her face. "Come ... come in ... " she said in a shaken tone.
"For God's sake, Beth, what's happened?"
Beth shook her head, took hold of the woman's hand and led her to the dining room. There, she opened the door to the basement-playroom, flicked on the light and motioned for Val to follow. As they descended the stairs, Beth told her, "Mrs. Palmer called. She's making new slip covers for the old divan for me. I'd neglected to give her a measurement on the cushions, and when I cam down here to measure one ... Oh, Val!" she said, close to tears.
Val watched as she walked to the couch against the wall, lifted a cushion and removed a large, round film can. She turned and held it out. "I ... I found this ... " she said, her voice shaking.
Val took the film can from her and read the type label: THE MOTHER FUCKERS. And she felt her face color as she experienced the same confusion her friend was obliviously feeling. "I ... I don't understand," she said honestly.
"Neither do I and that's what I'm so worried about. Paul and I have some ... some porno movies, but this isn't one of them, and I have no idea how it got down here in the basement!" She shook her head, then questioned, "You ... you don't suppose one of the kids ... "
"Tim or Judy?" Val asked. "God, Beth, I don't know ... I really don't." She looked at the film can and she felt a certain excitement inside her. She had never seen an actual pornographic movie. Then Beth's words came to her again, the admission that they owned some of these obscene movies. "Uh, are you sure this isn't one of yours?" she shrugged. "I mean one you've forgotten about?"
Beth colored slowly, then shook her head. "No-I'm positive. We have nothing like that ..." and she pointed to the label on the can.
"Perhaps it's not what you think it is, Beth. You know the old saying, you can't judge a book ... "
Beth looked at her friend strangely. Val was right. She hadn't actually viewed the film; perhaps there was some harmless footage inside and the label was someone's idea of a practical joke. She drew her breath sharply and took the can from Val. "Well, we'll just see ... " she said and walked to the projector, then stopped and tuned to her friend and neighbor. "But in case it is, why don't you mix us both a stiff drink? We may need it!"
Jim parked his car outside the low complex of offices where Carter Realty was located. He glanced to his left and saw Pepper's car already there. She was always there ten minutes ahead of him, and this morning he heaved a sigh of relief as he thought of his red-headed secretary. He had interviewed dozens of girls, and Pepper had won hands down when he got around to talking to her "extra duties" and the "extra" salary that went along with it. A pert redhead in her early twenties, Pepper could have been mistaken for one of the Carter family, so much did she resemble both of Jim's daughters. It was this, coupled with the fact that she had no objection to fucking around with her employer, and that had cinched the job for her.
Jim grabbed his briefcase and walked briskly to his offices. Pepper smiled at him seductively as he entered, closed the outer door and flipped the lock, then turned the small sign beneath the draped windows to read: OUT. Pepper saw him and she licked her lips as he walked to his inner office without saying anything to her. She knew what was expected of her and even though she thought her boss was just a little bit kinky, she looked forward to these occasional early-morning fucks. She stood up behind her desk and pushed the button on the phone console that would record all incoming calls, then she walked to the small room beyond the reception area and closed the door behind her.
There was a stall shower, a vanity, a toilet and a small wardrobe. Quickly, she stepped out of her skirt and sweater, removed her brassiere and panties and opened the wardrobe. As she shed her clothing and replaced it with the articles Jim had bought for her, Pepper had no way of knowing that the outfit was identical to the one worn by his oldest daughter, Trish, and similar to those worn by Tina. She pulled on the tight bikini panties, slipped the sheer gown over her head and surveyed herself in the mirror. She licked her lips, turned out the light, and then opened the door that led to Jim's inner office. The Drapes were drawn, and though it was dark inside, she knew he was sitting behind his desk wearing nothing but the short terry robe he always donned for the occasion.
Pepper walked slowly into the room and called out, "Daddy ... can I come in? Are you busy?"
Behind the desk, Jim watched the beautiful woman enter wearing the revealing gown. He cleared his throat, then answered, "Sure, baby ... what can Daddy do for you?"
Slowly, the young secretary walked to the desk, around it and stood beside her employer, "I just wanted to be with you, Daddy," she told him and reached out to touch his cheek. "I just wanted to touch you ... " and she moved closer.
In the dim light, Jim looked up at her, but he didn't see Pepper. He saw instead, his daughter Trisha standing there looking down at him seductively.
"What do you mean?" he asked huskily as her fingers touched his cheek and he felt his prick rising beneath his robe.
"I just want to be with you, to touch you, to love you," she said, then rubbed her bare knee against his hand where it gripped the arm of the swivel chair. "I need my Daddy!"
Jim heard the words and he swallowed thickly as he moved his hand to the back of her smooth thigh, then upward until it encountered the silken cheek of her panty-covered ass. He ran his fingertips over both ass-cheeks as she leaned down to kiss him fully on the mouth. A sudden surge of excitement coursed through his body as their lips met and her tongue flicked out teasingly to touch his, then retreated as the other hand moved up and under he gown to touch her cunt lightly.
"Now that's not the way a Daddy is supposed to kiss his little girl," she scolded mockingly as his fingers pinched her nipple. "What would Mother say?"
Jim felt his prick jerk painfully as he pulled her closer and whispered, "I don't give a damn what your mother would say! I want to fuck you!"
Pepper chilled as the obscene words came from his throat. Somehow, the bizarre charade appealed to her as she realized that Jim had more than just a passing fantasy about his own daughters.
"Will you suck my pussy, too, Daddy?" she asked as his hand went between her legs and rubbed her silken crotch. "And will you let me suck you? I won't tell Mother. Honest!" she said in her little girl's voice as she reached beneath his robe and closed her hand around his throbbing hard-on.
A new thrill went through Jim as her warm fingers began to tease his dick and her words burned themselves into his brain. He kissed her again and this time, she retuned the kiss fully, taking his tongue into her mouth and sucking it wildly as her fist began to pound up and down around his swollen prick.
"Yes," he told her as their lips parted finally, "you can suck your father's prick and I'll eat your pussy. But you've got to promise not to tell, honey ... " "Oh, I won't! I promise, Daddy!" she said and leaned over farther as she freed his prick from beneath the folds of his loose robe and kissed the head of it softly. "Ummmmm ... that tastes so good. Does Mommy suck it for you?"
Jim grabbed her around the waist and straightened her as he said huskily, "Not as good as you do, baby!" and he lifted the hem of her short gown to nuzzle the velvet smoothness of her young belly with his face. He inhaled the odor of her and then kissed her through the thin material of her panties.
For Pepper, that was where the play-acting ended, for whatever Jim Carter was or was not, he was some kind of lover! She arched to him as his hands covered her butt and his mouth nibbled her twat through the sheer material of the bikinis. Slowly, she hooked her thumbs in the elastic band and drew them down over her lush hips, his mouth never leaving her pussy-mound. As the panties when below her cunt, Jim took them farther down until she was able to lift one foot and then the other to step free of them. Then Pepper took hold of his head in both her hands and spread her legs lewdly as he buried his face in her pussy. As his tongue parted the moist folds of her pussy and found her erect clit hiding there at the top, she felt an involuntary shudder go through her young body and she arched, to him as his hands kneaded the soft flesh of her ass-cheeks.
"Oh, God! Suck it, Daddy! Suck it for your baby! Eat me up! Eat my pussy, Daddy! Oh ... shit ... o ... fuck ... eat it!"
She ground her pussy into he face as his right hand went between her thighs and he inserted his thumb in her cunt. "Ummmmm ... that's good ... " she purred as she felt his hand turn and his thumb was buried in her sopping pussy; then the tip of his middle finger sought that puckered ring of her asshole and she caught her breath as she felt it pop into her bung.
"Yesssss!" she exclaimed as his finger went to the second knuckle and wormed its way past the sphincter muscle. She pounded her hips into him as he sucked her pussy, finger-fucked her with his thumb and forced his finger into her tightly clasping asshole.
"God ... Oh, God, Daddy!' she cried as she felt the first wave of orgasm rising. He always did this to her; he always managed to excite her as she had never been excited before. And as Pepper began to stiffen, Jim sucked her pussy furiously as she tense, then cried out as she climaxed in a flood of emotion and juices that gushed from her cunt into his mouth.
"IIIIIEEEEE!" she squealed as the wave broke and she clutched his head tightly between both her hands as her body shuddered violently. "Yesssss! Oh, God, YESSSSS! I'M COMMMMMING1"
Jim felt the girl go limp then and he kissed her cunt-lips lovingly, licking the last of her spent juices from around the hair-covered fringes of her pussy. Then he withdrew his thumb and finger from her orifices and as his finger exited her asshole, it popped obscenely as the muscle there closed and expelled a bit of air. He was ready, but he did not want her to suck him off as she had done the past few times, and he did not want to fuck her. Not this time, he told himself as he stood up and gathered her into his arms to crush her body to his. He covered her mouth with his own and as they parted, he shed his robe and quickly lifted the gown she wore over her head and threw it aside.
"You've been a bad girl, and Daddy's going to punish you!" he said and slapped her painfully on her naked ass. Pepper cried out more in astonishment than pain. Her surprise came from the fact that Jim had never been anything but gentle with her and this was something entirely new and something she wasn't at all sure she was going to like. She blinked as he took hold of her waist, turned her around suddenly and bent her over the desk. At first she thought he was merely going to fuck her dog fashion, and that was nothing new to their sessions, but as he forced her down on the desk top, she felt the head of his prick nudge her tight asshole and she realized what he was going to do.
"OH NO!' she cried, "Not there! Please not there, Jim!"
He slapped her thigh and told her, "Don't call me by my name, you ungrateful little cunt."
And suddenly Pepper was caught up in the game again. She winced painfully as he shoved forward with his hips and his prick slid into the tight, velvet channel of her asshole. "Oh, Daddy ... please ... don't fuck me there, you'll hurt your little girl!" she pleaded with him.
Jim stopped momentarily. His passion and desire had carried him away, and he certainly did not want to hurt her in anyway. He eased his prick out a little bit, then moved it in her shitter more gently. Reaching around, he found her pussy wet and sopping and he began to stroke it gently as he shoved his prick deeper and deeper into her asshole.
Pepper swallowed as his cock shoved into her butt-hole. She had never allowed any man to do that with her, but as Jim played with her pussy and became more gentle, the first pain she had experienced seemed to subside and was replaced by a warm glow in her cunt. She felt a new sensation as his prick was shoved into her, and almost miraculously she began to derive a certain pleasure from the feeling in her ass. Then, as his fingers pinched her clit and his other hand found her tit, she began to moan and to move her ass against his thrusting cock. She caught her breath as he pulled his prick out of her bung until only the head remained, then shoved it deep again.
"Jesus!" she swore at it filled her butt and an intense rush of pleasure followed a small pain. "Yess ... that ... that's so good ... so good, Daddy ... fuck me ... fuck me in the ass!" she told him loudly as she shoved back to meet his next hard thrust up her asshole.
Jim was dizzy as his prick was sucked again into the girl's tightly clasping asshole, and as he looked down at the back of her head, he envisioned Trish's face contorted in passion as he fucked her obscenely from behind with his hands exploring her vibrant young body at will. Then Jim felt her hand over his as his finger moved in and out of her cunt.
"A little higher, Daddy ... here, let me show you ... " she said and Jim felt her fingers move his aside and the girl began finger fucking herself. He glowed with the excitement of it and reached up to grab her other tit with his free hand. As he fucked in and out of her asshole, Jim had the deep desire to watch what she was doing to her twat. He reached over and turned on the gooseneck lamp on the corner of the desk, shone it towards her, then pulled her off the desk. Directly across from them, the door to the small dressing room stood open, on the back of the door was a full-length mirror and as Jim turned both their bodies that way, he could see clearly as her fingers stroked her cunt between her widely spread legs and below, he could see his own balls dangling between her legs. The entire scene was too much for him as he took hold of her naked hips and buried his prick into her hot asshole. She cried out and stiffened as she felt his prick swelling inside her and she realized he was about to come in her butt. She had no idea if it would hurt her, but as she fingered her cunt to a gigantic climax, she realized she really didn't care, the center of her universe was that huge pistoning prick in her asshole, and she wondered why she had never wanted to get corn-holed before.
Jim felt himself coming and he felt his legs beginning to shake as the girl stiffened in his hands. "Oh, Jesus!" he cried, "I'm going to come, baby ... I'm going to come in your asshole!"
"Yesssss!" Pepper answered him. "Do it, Daddy! Do it now! Come in me, shoot off in my asshole! Come inside me! I'm coming, too! I'M COMMMMMING!"
Jim's body was wrenched as his jizz boiled and his prick jerked in her tightly spasming asshole, and as she, too, reached her orgasm, her tightly clasping bung became even tighter and it felt as though she were milking his prick as it spurted forth great globs of cum into her bowels.
Bent forward, Pepper saw her own image in the full-length mirror. She felt his prick spurt inside her and she shuddered violently as it jerked again and again, and seemed to swell to new proportions as his cum splashed forth.
Finally, it had passed and Jim straightened slightly as his head cleared and his breathing returned to normal. Still bent forward, Pepper gasped for breath as she moaned softly. He stroked her silken hips and reached for her shoulders. As she stood straight, he cupped her still heaving tits, fondled them gently and kissed the nape of her neck.
"Thank you, baby," he whispered softly. "That was fantastic."
Pepper moved forward and as she did, Jim's prick was pulled out of her asshole. It made a wet sound as it popped free and she twisted in his arms to kiss him softly.
"Thank you, Daddy. I ... I've never done that before ... it was kinda wild, she told him as his limp prick pushed against her matted pussy hair. "We'll have to try that number again soon!"
Jim looked down at the girl's lovely face, and though he had acted out his fantasy in full, he closed his eyes and saw his naked daughter Trish before him and he told her, "yes we will!"
Valerie drained her second glass of vodka and orange juice and shook her head as the film ended. She could not believe her eyes. It had been to totally obscene that she had grown weak watching it.
And the question prevalent in her mind was: Were the boys actually the woman's son or had two young actors been hired to portray the parts?
She looked at Beth as she walked behind the bar; the woman mixed them both another drink, then remarked, "It's certainly not one of ours!" A look of anger and frustration crossed her lovely face.
"Then where on earth did it come from?" Val questioned. "I mean, people just don't leave things like this lying around - do they?"
"The kids ... it's got to be one of the kids!" Beth exclaimed and came around the bar to sit on the high-backed stool beside her neighbor. "Christ, Val, what am I going to do, should I tell Paul?"
"Now you don't know for sure if it is the kids, or, for that matter, which one of them. If you want to wrongly accuse either of them ... "
Beth nodded. She had always trusted her children, but as she thought about it, they were children no longer. Judy would be eighteen her next birthday and Tim, seventeen. Christ, when she was that age she ... and she shook her head again to clear her thoughts. "I ... I just don't know."
"Well, I'm for putting it back where you found it. Perhaps the guilty party will expose themselves and you'll know more how to deal with the situation then."
"Maybe you're right," Beth agreed and took a long swallow of the Vodka. She had no intention of getting loaded before noon, but the film had upset her so terribly that she just wanted to drown her thoughts on the matter. She felt a little tipsy and that damn film hadn't helped matters much. Now, sitting here with lovely Val, her thoughts were jumbled and confused, she knew she had to take her mind off the film or she'd be upstairs soon, fucking herself to death with the twelve-inch dildo Paul had bought the year before.
Beth licked her lips and looked at Val as she sat there immersed in her own thoughts. She wore nothing but a thin robe and Beth could see the full outline of her lush tits where the shawl collar parted. She glanced down at the woman's legs, crossed and naked, and a sudden twinge of desire went through her. If only Val wasn't so damn na�ve! She thought wistfully.
Val looked up and caught Beth staring at her legs. She drained her glass nervously and as she set it aside, she asked candidly, "Beth ... do those pictures, this one, did it excite you ... sexually, I mean?"
Beth felt a sudden flood of anxiety as the woman gave her the needed opening. "Sure, it excited the hell out of me. I'd love to make it with two beautiful young boys like that. Wouldn't you?"
Val felt her face flush as the woman answered honestly. "Uhh ... I don't know ... "
"Come on," Beth said huskily, laying her hand on Val's bare thigh. "Don't tell me that watching those three fuck and suck didn't bother the hell out of you, Val!"
"Well ... "Val admitted, "it was a little upsetting. I mean, you know what I mean!" She shook her head to clear her thoughts as the effects of the three drinks made themselves felt. "I suppose it was exciting," she added as she looked down at her friend's hand.
"And frustrating, too?"
"And our husband's won't be home until this evening, and even then, they'll probably be tired ... ?" Beth said thickly as she slipped off the stool and ran her hand farther up Val's smooth leg. "But we really don't have to wait for them, honey ... if you know what I mean."
Val swallowed thickly and shook her head in confusion as she felt Beth's hand stroke her leg beneath the hem of her robe. She looked down at Beth, then she saw her full boobs outlined beneath her thin gown and she felt a sudden desire to hold the other woman's tits in her hands. She had never done that before, and she often wondered what pleasure a man derived from playing with a woman's tits.
"I'm not sure of what you mean, Beth."
"Then let me show you ... " the woman said and forced Val to uncross her legs. As she did, she took Val's hand and she raised it to her own cunt. She held it there as she ran her other hand between her neighbor's legs and she felt the light brush of her pussy hair. She was thrilled that Val wore no underwear beneath the robe, and as her fingers explored, she looked into Val's eyes and read the fear and confusion there.
"It's okay, sweetheart, you don't have to be frightened. Just close your eyes and enjoy it. Let Beth do all the work."
Val felt the woman's tit under her palm and she could not resist squeezing the pliant flesh. As she did, she felt the nipple stiffen beneath her palm, then ... then, she felt Beth's fingers as they explored her cuntal area. She spread her legs as a sudden excitement rushed through her body and she swallowed with difficulty as Beth force her legs farther apart and she felt a flood of warmth to her crotch.
"Beth, I don't know ... we shouldn't ... I mean ... "
Beth leaned forward and closed her mouth over Val's. Val tried to pull back in shock, another woman had never kissed her like that. Her blondes neighbor's mouth excited her like she had never known excitement. She submitted finally and accepted the other woman's tongue into her mouth, then sighed deeply and recalled her thoughts that morning about her own daughters.
Val moved forward on the stool as she sucked Beth's tongue into her mouth and her other hand found the woman's gown and lifted it as she searched for that warm nest between her legs. Val felt a new thrill course through her body as the tips of her fingers encountered the thick growth of hair above Beth's pussy. She cupped the woman's twat and felt Beth spread her legs as her finger slid easily between the moist folds of cunt-flesh.
As their mouths parted, Val looked into the other woman's eyes and told her, 'The night of the party ... this is what you were trying to tell me?"
Beth smiled as her friend recalled the incident to her. "God, Val, if you'd only known how badly I wanted you!" and she kissed her again passionately.
Val's mind raced with thoughts of lesbianism and the taboos she had been taught as a younger woman. But they had been wrong! She knew this now as her body responded to the woman's caresses and she felt her friend responding, too. Breathlessly, she thought about her inner dialogue earlier in the day when she watched her husband eyeing their two daughters and fingering his prick at the table.
Val leaned back then and let her hands leave Beth's body as the woman lowered herself between her legs. She watched in utter fascination as her blonde head moved up her thighs, and she spread them widely, sensing what Beth was going to do.
Val gapped her leg and felt her excitement rise as Beth's mouth came in contact with her lewdly spread pussy. She caught her breath then as Beth's tongue flicked out and laved her pussy-lips. "Ohhh, Beth!" she said and clutched the woman's head in her hands. "My God ... how good ... how beautiful!" and she squirmed on the leather stool as the woman opened he mouth fully and closed it around her moist cunt.
Closing her eyes and leaning back against the stool, Val held the image of the blonde head between her legs giving her pleasure she had never before thought possible from another woman. She felt herself rising to it and she knew that she was going to climax quickly. She could not hold back as the woman's sucking mouth worked the inner folds of her pussy and her lips nibbled that erect piece of flesh high in the hooded folds. Val raised her legs then and held onto her knees as Beth fucked her tongue obscenely into her widespread cunt, the she shuddered as she felt herself coming.
"Yesss! Oh, Jesus, yes, Beth! Suck my cunt! Eat me! Oh, God ... this is heaven!"
Beth felt the woman raise her legs and there was no doubt now that she was enjoying getting her pussy sucked as much as Beth was enjoying sucking it. She knew that Val was nearing an orgasm and the thought that she was going to make her friend come so quickly excited her all the more as the cunt beneath her mouth seemed to spasm and contract.
"Yessss ... " Val hissed as the first strong thrill went through her cunt. "Yessss ... go on ... don't stop ... please, don't stop now! I'm almost there! Suck me, Beth! Eat me! Suck my pussy! OHHHHH! AHHHHH! Suck my pussy!" She wailed.
Beth buried her face in the woman's cunt and felt the flood of juices in her mouth. Val's legs shot out and she wrapped them around Beth's shoulders as she was lifted nearly off the stool. The orgasm took her breath and she felt suddenly weak and fain as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced washed over her. It was so totally obscene and so absolutely forbidden, that Val was lost to the moment as her friend sucked and licked her to completion, the raised her cunt ... wet face and looked at her with nothing but love in her eyes.
"Oh ... " Val said in a very small voice as Beth stood and took her in her arms. "God ... I never ..."
Beth kissed her, took her from the stool and led her to the couch. As Val sat, she looked up at her friend and found her smiling down at her. Val lowered her gaze a bit and saw, too, that Beth had lifted the hem of her gown and was drawing the garment over her head. Then she stood there naked before her. Val swallowed thickly, licked her lips and closed her eyes as Beth moved forward slightly and took her face in her hands.
"Kiss if for me, Val. Suck my pussy they way I just sucked yours. Make me come ... stick your tongue into my cunt and suck my clit. Do, Baby ... suck me off!"
Val inhaled deeply, and as her nose touched Beth's thick, blonde pussy bush, she realized that beyond her natural curiosity, she had always wanted, however secretly, to do this very thing with another woman. She had wanted to lap cunt!
Beth smiled down as her neighbor kissed her cunt and she realized that it was the first time Val had ever eaten, pussy. Her inexperience was evident, but as Val probed the depths of her cunt with her tongue, Beth realized, too, that it would not be long before she would be sucking pussy like she had been doing it all her life.
As her passion rose, Beth was totally unaware of her surroundings. She was aware only of the mouth on her pussy and the soft, warm hands that clutched at the fully rounded cheeks of her ass. She didn't hear the upstairs door open, and neither did she hear the door of the basement as Ti opened it cautiously and stopped as he found the light on downstairs.
Tim had cut his first class in order to take the film to Craig, who had also cut his first class that morning and waited now for Tim to return the film. Tim had heard his mother tell his father she had several errands to run that morning and that she was going to leave the house early, but when he had come back home, he found her station wagon still in the garage. At first, he thought he could sneak into the house, retrieve the film and sneak out, but as he stood n the basement landing and listened, he realized his mother was downstairs ... and that she was not alone!
Cautiously, he knelt down and the sight he found caused him to draw his breath sharply. There on the couch was Trish and Tina's mother, stark naked, and standing before her was his own mother, naked, too!
He watched in an excited state of curiosity as Valerie buried her head between his mother's legs. He could not believe what was taking place! She was licking his mother's cunt! And from all appearances, his mother was enjoying it! A Flood of confusion rushed over the boy as he watched his mother pull away from Mrs. Carter, force her back down on the couch, then lie down with her. He shock was doubled when he saw her lower head to Mrs. Carter's pussy as she stretched out atop the woman they began to eat each other's twats!
Tim stumbled out of the house in shock. He couldn't believe it - his own mother with Trish and Tina's ... they were ... they were lesbians! Anger and confusion left him weak as he made his way to Craig's house wondering what he could say to his friend. He knew that he must share this terrible thing with someone. He just couldn't keep it bottled up inside him. As he reached Craig's, he knew that he would have to confess to his friend, confess that he had fucked his own sister the night before and that he had just learned his mother was a lesbian!
As Craig opened the kitchen door to let him in, he looked at his friend and told him excitedly, "I ... I couldn't get the film, Craig. Mom was still home ... she was with Mrs. Carter."
Craig shrugged. "That's okay, you can get it later." He smiled as though he, too, had a secret. "It doesn't matter. I talked to Mom this morning. She doesn't mind if I look at the dirty movies."
Tim heard him but he didn't believe him and he questioned, "She knew about them?"
"Sure. And that's not all wait'll I tell you what happened last night!"
Surely, Tim thought, whatever it was, it couldn't be as important as what he had to tell, but as Craig began to relate the happening of the night before with his own mother, Tim blinked and realized that his tale took a back seat to Craig's story!
Chapter 4
Paul Towne spent a restless morning going over the insurance claims of a local account. There had been a fire, and the investigating agent had reported accurately the extent of the damages, but that report did not tally with those received from the corporate attorneys handling the accounts for the firm.
But the accounts were not Paul's real problem. His initial problem had arisen the night before when his dormant ulcer had awakened him shortly after midnight and he had gone downstairs to pour himself a glass of milk. His second problem the one that had kept his mind from his work-had arisen after he had poured the milk and was standing barefoot in the kitchen. A low humming sound had come to him, and as he listened, it became recognizable. Quietly, he had closed the door to the refrigerator, set the glass aside and walked softly to the door of the family's downstairs playroom. The sound of the projector was barely audible, but as he stood there, he suddenly realized that it was an unusual time of night for someone to be running the damn thing. Beth was in bed sound asleep so that left only Tim or Judy-and he was positive that he had not heard her return yet from her date.
Carefully, he edged open the basement door and, sure enough, the flickering light that came to him told him that he had properly identified the sound. As he stepped onto the narrow landing of the basement steps, another sound came to him and he froze in bin tracks.
"Oh, yessss, Timmy! Fuck me! Make me come! Shove your cock all the way in!"
Paul chilled as be recognized his daughter's voice and he stood there for several long moments, his heart pounding in his chest as the obscene words burned themselves into his brain. Descending several steps he was shocked to see a porno movie in a sharp black and white contrast on the screen-and it was one he didn't recognize. Then, stooping a bit, he felt a surge of sudden anger flood his body as he saw his son, Tim, kneeling behind Judy on the couch-tucking her from behind!
Paul could not believe his eyes at first, and his initial impulse was to turn on the lights, race down the stairs and separate the lewdly fucking children. But as he watched transfixed, he realized suddenly that they were no longer children. Below the age of consent, perhaps, but certainly not children!
His mouth dropped open as his lovely young daughter arched her back while she watched the obscene movie and cried out for her brother to fuck her. And as he watched, Paul felt himself being aroused by Tim and Judy as they fucked. Without actually realizing he was doing it, he had taken hold of his growing prick and had begun masturbating as he watched. The scene, was so totally erotic that he had difficulty tearing his eyes from the youngsters to look at the screen as two young boys fucked an older woman. And as he freed his prick from the loose pajamas he wore, he knew he would never stop Tim and Judy from the completion of their screw.
Paul licked his lips with desire as his daughter wiggled her full ass against his son's thrusting prick. In his heightened state, Paul envisioned himself behind the girl, holding onto her soft hips, feeling the warmth of her ass against his naked belly and the smooth tightness of her cunt as he thrust into her hole deeply. God! What he wouldn't have given to have exchanged places with his son at that very moment!
As the movie ground on, Paul felt himself tensing and he knew that watching the two fuck was not enough. What he really wanted to do. was rush down the stairs and shove his aching prick into his daughter's mouth as his son tucked her obscenely from behind!
Paul closed his hand around the head of his huge prick as it erupted. He felt his cock spurt hotly against his palm as his daughter cried out in the midst of her orgasm. As his contractions passed, Paul was returned to reality and he shakily backed out the door, his hand filled with his own cum and his prick jerking spasmodically through the fly of his pajamas.
Sleep had come slowly after that, and he had thought of Tim and Judy long into, the night after he had heard them turn in. He reflected on his own youth and his older sister, Linda. They had fucked and sucked secretly for nearly five years before she had eventually married and moved to another city. Still, the original shock remained, and Paul felt himself torn between two poles-his family duties and the reality of the situation. He knew that if Beth knew about it, regardless of her own sexual experiences and preferences, she would hit the ceiling. So Paul had kept it to himself, avoiding his children at breakfast, and had spent a miserable morning as a result.
Sifting behind his desk, Paul realized he had a hard-on just thinking about the night before, and he could not deny the desire he felt each time he thought of his lovely daughter. Glancing at his wristwatch, he snatched the phone from its cradle and dialed a familiar number.
"Yes?" a husky but feminine voice answered.
"Paul Tone. Is this Gilda?"
"Well, stranger, where have you been keeping yourself? I haven't heard from you for a couple of months. Momma taking good care of you?"
Paul felt his face burn, but took no offense. "Uh, look, Gilda, I've got a couple hours off. I'd like to look at some fresh merchandise. Can you handle it?"
There was a pause and Paul heard the woman speak to someone on the other end. He knew she was pulling his card and in a moment, she confirmed this. "Uh, how fresh, Mr. Towne?"
"Something a young girl would appreciate-very young."
"I see," she replied, then paused. "Will you want to look at the merchandise at the same place?"
"Yea ... " he said simply. "I'll be there in half an hour."
"Fine. I'll send one of our representatives around. Have a nice day, and thanks for calling."
As Paul walked through the lot towards his car, he saw Jim Carter walking towards his own. His neighbor's face glowed and as his eyes met Paul's, they seemed to twinkle brightly. "Hey ... we gonna see you and Beth at the club Saturday?"
Unlocking the door of his car Paul waved and nodded. "We'll be there. Beth's been nagging about it all week!" and they both laughed. Neither of their wives was a nag, but it was a little joke they shared on occasion.
Paul left the parking lot and drove eastward as thoughts of Jim's wife swam in his head. Val was one piece Paul wanted to make it with, and it wasn't the first time he had dwelled on the thought. On several occasions, he'd mentioned to Beth that they ought to encourage the Carters to try a swap, but each time Beth had simply shrugged and remarked at how naive Valerie seemed.
Paul was on the freeway and off in just a matter of minutes. He pulled into the lot of the "Terrace Swingles" and parked. He had kept a small efficiency apartment there for the past few years, and it had proven invaluable as a retreat whenever he wanted to be alone, or whenever the mood struck him to call Gilda.
Once inside, he pulled off his coat and tie, hung them in the wardrobe and mixed himself a light drink. Closing the drapes to the balcony then, Paul turned on the stereo and sat back to wait for Gilda's "merchandise". He felt the excitement well in his cock as he recalled the last time he had called the woman and as the minutes dragged on, he recalled the scene and felt his impatience grow as his prick grew rigid inside his pants.
Paul was on the verge of calling Gilda when he heard footsteps outside the apartment. He swallowed thickly as the sound of the key turning came to him then the door opened and Paul Carter leaned forward, his mouth agape as his drink slipped from his fingers and spilled onto the thick carpet.
"Mister Towne!" Trish Carter exclaimed, a look of abject horror on her lovely young face.
Paul was speechless as he recognized his neighbor's seventeen-year-old daughter. He shook his head slowly from side to side, then he found his voice and stammered huskily, "for God's sake ... what are you doing here?"
Trish wore a look of equal confusion as she held up the key, looked around the apartment; she fished a piece of paper from the pocket of the short denim jacket she wore, and as she read it, she shook her head again. She handed the slip of paper to Paul, who read: TERRACE SWINGLES, APT. 2C, Mr. Towne.
"Uh ... Jesus, Trish ... I don't know what to say to you. That is, I'm afraid there's been some mistake."
She took the slip of paper back and nodded as she spoke in a low voice, "A typing mistake. Gilda hit the 'R' instead of the 'T' and obviously I didn't recognize the name, Rowne..."
"You that is, Gilda sent you?"
The girl raised her eyes to meet his. "Does that shock you, Paul ... that I work for Gilda." She shrugged. "A lot of the girls do. Where else would all you dirty old men get playmates?"
The words were offensive to Paul, but her tone of voice was not, and he swallowed back his apprehension as she moved closer to him and reached out to run her hand over his crotch.
"It seems we both have a little secret to keep, doesn't it?"
Paul felt the girl's hand on his prick, and it twitched involuntarily as she took hold of it fully, then pressed her lush young body to his.
"I ... Jesus, Trish ...I couldn't ... I mean."
"Face it, Paul-every girl is someone's daughter. You play, you pay. Me, I play and I get paid." She lifted her face to his as her pert young tits brushed his chest, and she smiled as she added: "Besides, I've schemed on a way to get you to myself ever since we moved in across the street from you!"
Paul looked down at the beautiful young girl, and as he did, a vision of her mother passed through his bead. Christ! he thought, I've wanted to fuck her mother, and she's so much like her it's unreal.
He touched her cheek and as Trish closed her eyes slightly, he lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss sent chills of electric fire through his brain and body, and the realization that this girl was his neighbor's daughter-and the friend of his own daughter-sent a new excitement through his prick.
Closing his arms about her, Paul probed her mouth with his tongue and felt her press against him. He could feel the nipples of her tits as they stiffened against his chest, and as his prick grew beneath her experienced hand, he knew he was going to fuck her. Regardless of who she was, how old she was or the fact that he was paying for the privilege, he was going to fuck her!
As their lips parted, Trish shrugged out of her light jacket and smiled up at the handsome older man. "Gilda told me you were into bondage, Paul ..." She paused, and as she sensed his embarrassment, she looked about and added, "I dig it myself."
Paul heard her words, but it was difficult for him to believe. How could this girl know anything of his desires, much less like them, too? But as he looked at her, he realized he had misjudged the new generation-first Judy with her brother Tim, and now this.
Paul took hold of her arm and pulled her to him. "You do, do you?" he asked as he guided her to the couch and forced her to sit. "Well just see about that!" Quickly, Paul produced several silk scarves and before Trish could register protest, he had blindfolded her, bound her hands at the small of her back and was standing over her looking down in triumph.
Taking hold of the girl's face in his hand, he asked her sternly, "How long have you worked for Gilda, Trish?"
The girl whimpered and shook her head. "I ... I don't know what you're talking about. Please untie me, I promise I won't tell anyone ... I promise!"
Paul felt his excitement rise. Evidently, Gilda had briefed the girl and she was acting out the role just as he paid for it to be acted. "I'll untie you," he told her, "but not before I'm through with you!" and he pulled down the zipper of his pants slowly.
"Please!" Trish begged. "Don't hurt me. I'll do anything you ask and I promise not to tell. Just don't hurt me!"
Hearing the girl beg that way made Paul ache to fuck her, but she was his for two full hours, and he was going to make the most of it. He freed his prick from his pants and told her, "I'm not going to hurt you-providing you do exactly as you're told ..." He moved forward and rubbed the head of his prick across her face.
Trish jerked her head backwards and whimpered again, "You ... you're a sex fiend ... you're going to rape me ... Please don't make me do anything like that!"
Paul laughed deeply and reached out to take hold of her head with his left hand as he continued to rub the tip of his swollen prick over her face. He rubbed it over her cheeks, then her lips and nose, and as the knob opened at the end and a small drop of pre-seminal fluid glistened there, he forced her mouth open and told her, "Lick the head of my prick, you little bitch' Lick it!"
"No ... noooo!" she cried as she felt the huge head of his prick against her mouth. "Don't make me do that! Don't make me suck you off!"
"Open your goddamn mouth before I slap the shit out of you!" he yelled, forcing the head of his prick into her mouth as she gasped for breath. The moment he shoved his cock past her lips, she began to struggle lightly, and he was forced to take her head in both hands and hold it firmly. Then, as she struggled, Paul shoved forward with his hips and forced more of his rod into her mouth.
"Suck it! Suck my cock until it comes, then drink my jism, you little bitch!"
Trish felt Paul's prick slide into her mouth, and she ran her tongue around the head. The bondage trip excited her, and she found herself playing out the role with no difficulty. In truth, she did enjoy men who liked her tied up. It was both terrifying and exciting to be bound and blindfolded, then forced to commit sex acts with older men without being able to do anything about it. She opened her mouth more and began sucking Paul's prick as his grip on her head tightened. She felt her own cunt juice begin to flow as her passion built.
Paul looked down at the lovely teenage girl as her mouth ovaled obscenely, and he forced more and more of his prick into her throat. He pulled back thou, and as his prick popped out of her mouth, he bent forward and kissed her fully and passionately, she returned his kiss with equal passion, and a new thrill went through her as his hand closed around her cunt and squeezed roughly through the thin material of her blouse. He pinched the nipple and bit her lips lightly, and Trish let out a little cry as his tongue entered her mouth and his other hand moved along her naked thigh beneath her skirt. She wiggled, trying to keep his hand from between her legs, but as she struggled, he forced her knees apart and slipped his own leg between them, keeping them open as his fingers moved over her panty-covered cunt-mound.
Paul released her then and stood up. He looked at her sitting there helpless and panting for breath. "I'm going to fuck you, Trish. I'm going to eat your pussy and make you suck my cock!" he lowered his voice "and lick my asshole!"
"Oh, no!" she exclaimed. "Please let me go! Don't do all those horrible things to me ... please!"
Paul laughed as he removed his clothing slowly and savored the moment. As he pulled off his shorts and socks, he went to the accordion partition that separated the room from the alcove where the bed was. He pulled beck the covers to display the blue satin sheets, then walked to the couch and jerked Trish to ha feet. Excitedly, he pulled her to him and ran his hands over her lush young body. Then be unbuttoned the thin blouse to re Veal her full tit. He was both amazed and pleased at their size and the slight uplift of the nipples. He lowered his head and sucked her right nipple into his mouth as his hands explored her ass-cheeks beneath her skirt.
"Oh, God!" Trish wailed. "You're going to take my clothes off?"
Paul nibbled one boob and then the other as his hands fumbled for the catch at her waist. As her skirt fell in a pile around her ankles, she let out a tiny gasp and Paul closed his hands around the cheeks of her youthful ass and squeezed her through the silken material of her panties.
Then, kneeling before her, he rubbed his cheeks over her naked belly. Very slowly, he lowered her panties until they, too, were around her ankles. Lifting one foot and then the other, he removed the garments, then the light sandals she wore. He pressed his face between her legs and heard her gasp loudly as he nuzzled the hair that covered her pussy.
Opening his mouth, Paul flicked out his tongue and touched the tight folds of her cunt and she moved backwards as though trying to escape his searching mouth. Paul took hold of the cheeks of her naked ass and then forced her legs apart. Her pussy was widespread and he inhaled deeply of her feminine aroma. It excited him as he raised his face slightly and licked out to lave the entire cuntal area with the flat of his tongue.
"Oh, God! Don't!" Trish protested. "That's so nasty! Don't do that to me. Don't suck my pussy ... don't eat me out ... please don't!"
Excited by her words, Paul buried his face in her pussy and found the girl's erect clit with his lips. The little nub of flesh was engorged with blood and it protruded from its hood like a tiny, erect cock. He sucked it, and as he did, she stopped her struggling and he heard her low moan as she pushed her snatch against his sucking mouth. He ran his hands up and down the length of her naked legs and thrilled at their warmth and smoothness.
Pulling away finally, Paul stood and untied her hands just long enough to remove her blouse; then be bound her again.
Trish fought him briefly as he dragged her towards the bed and flung her on it. The moment her naked body came in contact with the satin sheets, she let out a little squeal, then began moving her body sensuously against the erotic material. Paul climbed onto the king-sized bed beside her and ran his hands over her tits and belly. When he came to her silken cunt, he inserted just the tip of his middle finger and stroked her gash lightly. Again, Trish began moaning with pleasure as his fingertip touched her cunt, then slid inside her tightly clasping pussy. She writhed beneath him as his other hand rubbed from her throat, downward across the erect nipples of her cunt to her smooth belly, then returned upwards again. Pausing as he traced a smooth line over her closed lips, he forced his finger into her mouth as his other finger entered her twit-hole more deeply.
Trish sucked his finger as though it were a prick and Paul felt the thrill of her tongue on it as she sucked it deeply into her mouth and pushed up with her hips to meet his other thrusting finger. Moaning softly, Trish's breath became broken and she worked her hips furiously. She was coming!
The bent Paul realized it as he found her clit again, over to suck it into his mouth as his finger probed the depths of her young cunt. He felt her take hold of his finger with her teeth and as her body arched to his band and mouth, her bite became painful as she cried out from around his imprisoned finger.
"Ummmmm! Unnnngh! Cummming! Cumming! COMMMMING!" she screamed, her entire body went rigid as he tongued her to a violent orgasm until she lay shaken and panting for breath.
"Ohhh ... ah, God ... what have you done to me? ... oh, my God!" Trish cried breathlessly as Paul raised his wet face from her quivering cunt.
Propping her head up on a satin pillow, Paul released Trish's hands, but kept the blindfold on as he straddled her young body. He sat lightly on her stomach, kneeling more than sifting, and he guided her hands to his throbbing prick.
"Suck my cock!" he ordered her and moved his hips forward slightly as she opened her mouth obediently. Holding onto his prick with both hands, Trish licked the head of his swollen cock as he took hold of her head with, both hands. Sucking his tool deeply into her mouth, the girl swirled her tongue around and milked his throbbing prick with both her small hands.
Paul fought for control as her hot mouth sent waves of sheer ecstasy through his body. He hunched forward and shoved another inch of cock into her sucking mouth as he kit himself rising. His breath came brokenly as the girl thrashed beneath his hairy legs, and he raised up and forced both of her hands to his swollen balls. He took hold of his prick with his right hand and began pumping it at the same time she sucked it. With his left hand, he pulled off the blindfold. Paul bared his teeth as her eyes opened wide and he pumped his prick into her obscenely stretched mouth.
"Yess!" he hissed at her. "Suck it, you little bitch! Suck my prick ... I'm coming ... I'm going to come, damn you! Suck it! SUCKIT!"
His jizz boiled up the length of his spasming prick and he shoved it so deeply into her throat that it gagged her; then he pulled back suddenly and withdrew his prick just as the first hot glob of jism splashed forth. It hit her open mouth. As he pumped his prick furiously, the second contraction shot a wad of turn onto her face to run down her cheek, and he raised up as he spewed the rest of his hot, sticky load all over her pretty face trapped between his knees. As the last drop of sperm was squeezed out, Trish reached up and held onto his cock as she licked it clean. Overcome with, love and passion for the beautiful young girl, Paul slid dawn the length of her body and held her trapped under his own. He held onto her wrist with strong hands as she rolled her head from side to side, and he licked his own turn from her streaked face, his mouth finally finding hers to give her his cum from his mouth. Trish took it eagerly and sucked it into her mouth to swallow it as his still stiff prick nested between her lewdly splayed thighs. Finally, they lay gasping for breath and Paul released the girl's arms.
Immediately, they went around his neck and she kissed him gently, then said, "Do you know ... I had the wildest fantasy when you shoved your prick into my mouth. I thought you were my father ..., and when you came all over my face, I almost cried out, 'Daddy!"
Paul licked the last traces of turn from the girl's cheek and smiled down at her. "Do you know-I had the wildest fantasy when I shot all over your face."
"Don't tell me," she giggled. "You were doing it to Judy!"
And he kissed her passionately.
As he lay there smoking and Trish mixed him another drink, Paul watched the sway of her hips as she moved from the bar to the sink for ice. Her full ass excited him the way it was firm, yet soft, and he wondered if anyone had ever fucked her in the butt. When she returned to the bed with his drink, he asked, "Sure you won't have one?"
"Uh-uh. I've got a two-o'clock chemistry class and I might blow things up!"
They both laughed.
"Uh, Trish ... what about your sister, Tina? Does she ... does she know about your work ... uh ... for Gilda?"
Trish smiled seductively at the older man and. traced a pattern on his chest. "Right now, Tina's making car-calls."
"Car calls?" Paul questioned.
"Uh-huh. Gilda's got a whole string of customers who just like a quickie head-job in their car. They call and she has one of the younger girls meet them. They give them a quick blowjob, then make their next class. It's the way she starts us all off. Gives us a little experience before we go off on our own to some man's apartment."
Paul was both amazed and shocked by the girl's candor. And shocked, too, to learn that Gilda had young, really young girls working for her look. Do you mind if I ask-"
Trish laughed: "What's a nice girl like me ...?" She reached out to squeeze his prick. "Not at all."
"That isn't exactly what I was going to ask you, Trish. What I was wondering was-how did you meet Gilda in the first place?"
"Promise you won't tell?"
"But of course. I'm just curious."
"Well," the girl began, "word of mouth, mostly. It's no big secret that most high-school girls put out to their boyfriends these days. Gilda recruited one girl several years ago and every year she picks up a few more." She shrugged. "We really don't consider ourselves prostitutes. I usually only take one call a week. It gives me enough extra money that I'm not always into Daddy's pocket ... " She giggled. "And when I go out with a boy I like, I can pay the way-high-school boys are notoriously broke, you know."
Paul chuckled and slipped his arm around the girl and sought the cheeks of her ass. "Then it's a matter of economics with you."
"That ... and the fact that men like you teach me so many far-out things. When I get married, I certainly won't have to worry about losing my husband to some hot bitch!"
Paul nodded. He had never considered the finer points of prostitution, but evidently this teenaged girl had. "Uh ... you say that Tina isn't making house calls yet?"
Trish smiled and rubbed her leg against his as she fondled his prick softly. "If this is leading up to what I think it is, I think it'd be wild. We're both just a little bi ... if you know what I mean. Tina's no virgin, but she's got a lot to learn and I think it would be great for someone like you to teach her."
Paul's prick jumped to life as he thought about a fuck-fest with the two Carter girls. Jesus-that would be something else! "Uh ... listen ... would we have to go through Gilda? I mean, couldn't we sort of just arrange it on our own?"
Trish lowered her head and licked the head of his prick as his hand closed around the cheek of her ass. "I'd love that, Paul. And I'd turn you on like you've never been turned on before ... watching Tina and I eat each other's pussies ... and both of us sucking you at once ... you'd love it." She sucked his prick deeply into her mouth, then raised up and kissed him. "And we'd do it for free, too!"
Paul's heart beat wildly in his chest as he thought about the two girl, one the same age as his daughter, and it was then that the thought struck him and he looked down at the girl questioningly.
"What's the matter?" Trish asked as he looked at her strangely.
"I just had a thought, and you don't have to tell me if you'd rather not but Judy ...?"
Trish laughed and kissed him lightly. "Don't worry about her. I don't think she's a virgin, Paul, but damnit, you give her a pretty good allowance! I talked to her last semester. It wasn't that she was opposed to it, it was just that she didn't want to ..." She read the expression on his face and added, "Not disappointed, are you?"
He blushed as though she had read his thoughts, and he blurted out, "No, that wasn't it at all. I caught her in the basement with Tim last night ... and I was wondering?"
"She was making it with her brother? Far-out!" Trish exclaimed. "That's keeping it in the family!"
Again, Paul's face reddened. Was there nothing too much for this lovely young girl? He felt his prick twitch, and he unconsciously began rubbing Trish's sensitive asshole.
"I've heard that it feels good when a man sticks his prick up a girl's ... I've never done that, Paul ... and I'm going to cream all over these lovely sheets if you keep playing with my asshole like that!" Trish told him and rolled atop him to cover his mouth with hers.
Paul's prick jumped as she told him what she wanted. He thought of that tight hole and how it would feel to stick his prick into her butt to the hilt. His breathing grew ragged as she squirmed atop him, and he forced more and more of his finger up her asshole.
"Oh, God ... stop it .stop it! Put your prick where your finger is! Please fuck me in the ass!" Paul rolled her off of him and went quickly into the bathroom. From the medicine chest, he took a tube of ointment and returned to the bed. He had the young girl roll over and as he inserted the cold plastic tube in her shifter, she chilled. "What is it?" she asked with apprehension, as he squeezed a liberal amount of the goo into her asshole.
"It's just an ointment, Trish. It will deaden the tissues a bit, allow you to relax the muscles there and at the same time lubricate you. I wouldn't want to hurt you, baby ... " As he removed the tube from her shitter, he spread another glob of it around her tightly puckered ring, then he squeezed some out in his hand and applied it to his throbbing prick.
"Won't it deaden you, too?" she questioned a she turned her head and saw him using it on his cock.
"That's the idea. I'll be able to fuck you longer. A tight asshole has a way of bringing a man off really fast!"
As be climbed back on the bed, he rolled the girl to her back and placed two pillows under her. He knelt between her widespread legs and rubbed her thighs gently. "There may be a little pain at first, Trish."
"Oh, you make it sound like an operation. Just fuck me! Stick your prick in my asshole and fuck me, damn you!" and she groped for his prick a he raised himself to her, a little shocked by her eagerness.
Holding his prick in his hand, Paul inserted a finger in the girl's butt and stretched the outer sphincter muscle, then withdrew his finger and guided the head of his prick to that tiny, puckered ring of flesh below the girl's pussy. He shoved forward gently with his hips, and a thrill went through him as he watched her asshole oval out around the head of his prick.
Trish caught her breath sharply as his prick reached the second ring of muscle, and she winced slightly as his prick shoved inward. Paul stopped and looked up at the girls face-she was biting her lip and he knew there was pain behind the grimace. Easily, he withdrew his prick until just the head was in, then he eased it in her butt again and just sat there on his haunches as the girl's face softened and she moved to him a bit. "Ohhh ... oh, God ... it feels like ... like I have to go to the bathroom ... like I was filled and I have to ... have ... Ugghhhnnnn" she moaned as he shoved his prick all the way into her ass and stopped.
Paul looked down at the fringes of her whole, ovaled now and stretched with the base of his prick protruding from it. It thrilled him, and the tight ass was almost too much for him to bear as she clenched her muscles and sent a spasm of delight through his body.
"Jesus, yes! Do that again, Trish!"
She blinked and looked down at him as he raised her legs and withdrew his prick a little. She constricted her ass muscles and felt his prick move out a bit more and as it reached the end and just the head of it remained inside her hung, he told her, "Now relax ... just close your eyes and relax."
She did as he bid and as she drew her breath deeply and exhaled, she felt his prick slide all the way in her shitter again and his balls slapped against the cheeks of her upraised ass.
" ... that feels good ... soooo goood!" she told him and her hands went to her tits and began massaging them as he began a slow fucking movement with his hips. His prick slid easily into her velvet ass-tunnel as she moaned and began licking lips. Paul looked at her lustfully as he fucked her clenching asshole and as she began to hunch to him to meet his slow thrusts, he took her right hand from her tit and moved it to cover her pussy.
"Finger-fuck yourself, Trish. Rub your cunt and let me watch-it's such a turn-on to watch a girl diddle herself"
"Ohhhhh ... God, you're too much,!" she told him. "I've always wanted to do this in front of a man. Watch me ... I'm going to stick my finger in my pussy ... I'm gonna make myself come."
And he watched as she parted her hair-fringed pussy-lip, and began stroking her gash lightly with just the tip of her middle finger. She arched her back then and her breathing became ragged as she stroked her slit faster and hater and her finger disappeared into her sopping cunt. Paul lunged forward and buried his prick in her lush young ass as she began to roil her head from side to side. He reached forward and took hold of her other band and brought it down between her legs. He spread her fingers in a "vee" and let her feel his prick moving in and out of her hot, spanning asshole as he fucked her furiously and she finger-fucked herself.
"Oh ... Jesus - Jesus God! I'm coming! I can't hold back! I'm coming, Paul! Fuck me! FUCK ME IN THE ASS! I'M OOMMMMMING!"
The girl's body stiffened as she shuddered, then cried out again as the orgasm took her. She writhed beneath his thrusting prick as the breath left her body and she lay quivering like a fish out of water. Paul held back until her orgasm had passed. Her hotly clenching asshole had almost brought him off, but the ointment had numbed him just enough so that he fought it. As her eyes flickered, he raised her legs, shoved them back to her tits and without removing his prick from her asshole, he forced her to turn over and come up on her knees. He looked down at her beautiful young ass-cheeks and took hold of her lush hips as she gathered a pillow to her face and hugged it to her. "Fuck ... fuck me, Daddy ..." she said in a little girl's voice. 'Fuck me in my ass and make me come again" Paul began thrusting and as he did, he reached beneath her and found her pussy hot and wet. He slipped a finger in, and as she began wiggling her ass against him; he felt his own juices rising. He knew he would never be able to hold off long enough to give her a second come, but he tried. As he buried his prick in her ass time and time again, hee heard her crying softly and though the words were barely audible; he understood that she was about to come spin.
Paul slammed into her asshole and stopped. Trish quivered as she felt him turn her body again and raise her legs until she was lying on her back. Then Paul locked her legs around his waist, reached to the small of her back and sat her upright on his prick. As she slipped her arms about his neck and he sat back on his haunches, Trish looked into his eyes with something akin to wonder. She crushed her mouth to his then, as he released his hold on her and she sank down on his prick all the way, burying it to the hilt in her asshole.
"God, you're beautiful!" she told him huskily as he massaged the taut cheeks of her ass. He kissed her, sucked her tongue into his mouth and as she began a slow grinding motion with her hips, he hissed into her mouth. "Yes ... yes, baby, nice and slow...do it slow for your daddy. Push down hard and make me ... I'm almost there, baby ... fuck ... oh, Jesus, fuck!"
Trish held onto his neck tightly and raised herself up a bit, then thrust her body downward again. Paul felt himself coming. As he sensed the first contraction was about to close on him, he lifted the girl up and as his prick slipped out of her tightly clasping asshole, he shoved it between their bodies and against her wide-spread cunt-lips.
Trish felt the hot cock slide out of her ass with an obscene popping sound, then she felt it buried in the folds of her pussy to lie against her sweaty belly. She hugged Paul to her and ground her hips against him as he gasped for breath and his prick erupted to spew the hot globe of sticky white sperm between their grinding bodies. Trish felt the first spurt as it splashed against her belly and she, too, spasmed as his throbbing prick rubbed against her tortured clit.
"Ohhhhh ..." she moaned, "God, yes. shoot it all over me ... Come all over my body! Fuck me, daddy! FUCK ME!"
Paul's prick jerked time and time again. As the aim spurted between their lewdly grinding bellies, he gasped for breath as the girl in has arms stiffened and her legs locked tightly around his waist. Trish fought for breath as she felt his prick twitch and jerk a last time. Then she became aware of the sticky cum running down her body, matting in her pussy hairs and the hair of Paul's stomach. She shuddered as her own orgasms passed and was reluctant to let him go. She found his mouth with hers, and as they kissed, she told him, "You ... you are the moot complete man I've ever known!" Paul drew in breath and kissed the tip of her nose as he replied, "Tell me that in ten years, young lady, and I'll feel as though I've accomplished something!"
They both laughed lightly and Paul released his hold on her and allowed her to slide back on the bed. He lay beside her and rubbed in the sticky cum that covered her belly: Finally, he raised up on one elbow and glanced at the clock. "Oh oh-we're on overtime. I told my secretary we'd be back in two hours. I'm late!"
Trish raised up and followed his gaze. She laughed lightly and pulled him down to her. "That's nothing. I'm not only going to miss my chemistry class and the test-but I'm going to miss biology as well!"
Paul laughed with her. "Suppose your teacher would consider this a field trip?"
She found his mouth with hers and whispered, "Fuck my teacher. If we can shower: I'd like to feel that beautiful prick of yours in my cunt!"
Paul sighed. "Hey, I'm not a schoolboy, you know. I'm middle-aged-or hadn't you noticed?"
Trish stroked his prick gently and felt him wince. "No-as a matter of fact, I hadn't noticed at all!"
And they both laughed.
Tim had listened to Craig's nearly unbelievable story about his mom sucking his prick and him coming in her mouth, then her actually taking him to bed and letting him fuck her. But knowing Craig as he did, he was inclined to believe him. Then Craig had listened patiently as Tim related his own sexual adventure with his sister the night before in the basement-playroom of their home.
"And she wants to know if she can watch some of the movies with us Saturday night."
"Wow!" Craig exclaimed. "That would be neat!" Then, he furrowed bin brow and added, "That is, if Mom will let me take them out. I asked her about them this morning and she said we could watch them together. I wouldn't want to make her sore ..." He blushed a bit and averted his eyes. "And ... and I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone about what we did ... He looked apprehensively at his, friend. "You won't tell, will you, Tim?"
Tim looked at him for a long minute, then smiled. "No-but I've got an idea how we can all look at the pictures. You, me, your mom and Judy, too. Do you trust me, Craig?"
Craig didn't know. He had promised, but if Tim felt it was safe to try to work something out ... "I don'tknow ... I really don't."
"Just trust me. I won't get us in any trouble, Craig. I promise ..." Tim smiled knowingly, the thought of seeing Craig's beautiful mother naked foremost in his mind. "And if things work out ... you are gonna love it!"
Valerie lay back in the deep tub and soaked her aching limbs. She had stayed at Beth's house well past noon and their love-making had progressed from the basement to Beth's bedroom upstairs where they fucked each other with a huge, lifelike dildo Beth kept locked in a large cedar chest in the main closet. Val had seen the stacks of film cans in the chest and her curiosity was piqued when Beth had told her that they'd all view them together sometime soon. Naturally, Val assumed that Beth hail meant their husbands, too, but the subject had been dropped when Beth produced the huge rubber cock and led her to the bed.
Now, Val relaxed; her body was satiated and her mind at ease. If only she could get to the bottom of Jim's problem, their lives might return to normal and she laughed lightly at the thought. What the bell was "normal" nowadays?
Chapter 5
Following a quiet supper that evening, Paul Towne sat in his favorite chair in the den as Judy and Tim helped their mother clear the table. Shortly thereafter, Beth followed her husband into the den, closed the door quietly and set the coffee service on the low table near his chair.
Sensing her mood, Paul pressed the remote control and the TV screen went blank. "What's on your mind, lady?" he asked as she handed him a steaming cup of coffee.
"Is it that obvious?" she questioned and poured herself a half-cup.
Paul reached over and touched her cheek. "What's obvious? You picked at your food, the kids and you didn't say a thing about your day ..." He smiled. "Bad day?"
Beth looked down at her hands, drew her breath and began, "Honest to God, Paul, I don't know where we've gone wrong, and this will probably shock you as much as it shocked me." She pawed and glanced at her husband, then continued: "This morning, I went to the playroom to take a measurement of the divan ... and I found something beneath the cushions. It was ..."
Paul listened to his wife, and as she continued, he realized that whatever she was going to tell him had something to do with Tim and Judy. His sixth sense told him what it was.
"You found a dirty movie," he supplied for her as she hesitated, "and it wasn't one of ours." A look of mild astonishment crossed her, lovely face and she questioned, "How did you know?"
He smiled, leaned forward, took hold of her hand, and said softly, "I ... I came downstairs last night late-for a glass of milk-and the projector was running. Probably the same film you found."
"My God, Paul ... was it."
"Judy and Tim were together ..." he said softly.
Beth's face went white and she shook her head, the implication plain. "They ... they were together?" she asked in a shaken tone.
He nodded. "They were together ... and they were fucking."
"Oh ..." Beth said softly.
He patted her hand. "Okay ... when I stumbled onto them, my first impulse was to break it up. I was angry and hurt and all the things you're feeling right now." He shook his head. "But after having thought about it all day, Beth, I'm not at all sure the feelings are justified." He saw her look of consternation and he continued, "Look-we both enjoy sex, right? We have pretty liberal views on the matter and like the saying goes-if it feels good, we do it. When we were their ages, we were stumbling around trying to find answers and gratification and all we got were a lot of things like stork stories, or worse than that, nothing at all. As a result, we learned by way of experience. We had misconceptions, prejudices and a lot of confusion or have you forgotten?"
Beth shook her head doubtfully. "Are ... are you proposing that we condone this, Paul?"
"I haven't proposed anything. I'm just saying that our children have as much right to enjoy sex with each other as we had to enjoy sex with whoever ... and I believe we have an obligation to them to share some of our knowledge, Beth."
"Are you serious?"
Paul swallowed back his apprehension and nodded. "Not only am I serious, I'm interested as hell!" He smiled warmly at his wife. "What was the movie about? I only caught a few feet of the film."
Beth felt her stomach tighten as he asked. She shook off the feeling and replied, "The Mother Fuckers ... two bays and their mother. Val and I ..." and she stopped as she realized she had let the cat out of the bag.
"You and Val?" Paul questioned.
Beth laughed at herself in embarrassment, then confessed to her husband about the all-day sex-session with their attractive neighbor. Paul was aroused as he listened, and he felt his own confession coming to the surface. When Beth had finished, Paul drew his breath deeply and told her about the session with Valerie's daughter.
"My God" Beth exclaimed. "You mean she's prostituting herself?"
"That's one way of putting it" he replied and went on to explain Trish's rationale behind her activities and those of her younger sister. When he had finished, he squeezed his wife's hand and asked her candidly, "Be honest now, sweetheart, wouldn't you like to make it with those two beautiful young girls?"
Beth swallowed thickly. She and Paul were too close for secrets of this nature and she smiled slyly as she answered, "I'd love to get it on with all three of them!"
Paul nodded. "And what about our kids?"
Beth felt that her husband was leading up to that particular question and she answered it by asking him, "What about you?"
He chuckled and replied, "It was all I could do last night to hold myself back after I realized what was happening. In all truth, Beth, I wanted to run down the stairs and stick my prick in Judy's mouth while Tim was fucking her dog-fashion!"
Beth thrilled as she pictured that very scene in her mind's eye, and she thrilled, too, at the thought of making it with their own children. "There's so much we could teach them," she said absently.
"If they want to be taught. It will be their decision-agreed?"
"How would we go about approaching the subject?"
"I've given that some thought, too. I don't want to rush things right now, I'm trying to figure out how we can get the whole Carter family into bed. A smile crossed his face then and he added, "And I think I just might have a way-if you're game to try, that."
Beth thought about Jim Carter-and his daughters. She returned her husband's smile as she replied, "I'm always you know it, Paul Towne!"
The following morning, Paul called Jim at his office and arranged to meet him for lunch, telling him mysteriously, 'It's an offer you can't refuse."
The two men met at the Embers shortly after noon. As they sat and the waiter took their orders, Paul lit a cigarette, looked about cautiously and leaned forward as he spoke softly. "The offer, Jim-bo, I've something you can't refuse." he told his friend again mysteriously.
"I'm all open," Jim told him, feeling the effects of the multiple drinks he'd consumed before Paul arrived. Paul took a breath, then said, "look-I'll come right to the point. We're both comparatively young, virile, I assume, and happily married. But this offer doesn't have anything to do with your married sex life."
Jim felt as tough the questioning was an intrusion of his privacy, for it was obvious to him that Paul was making reference to his secretary, Pepper. "I don't think I understand you," he replied coolly.
"Come on-we all get a little bit on the side, and the offer I was referring to has something to do with that very thing ..." He held up his hand as Jim opened his mouth to speak, then he said, "Look-I'm something of a connoisseur of sex, Jim. No single woman will ever be enough for me. And being a connoisseur, whenever I find a dish that is particularly superb, I like to share it, and of course, seek others' opinions."
Jim realized then that Paul was making no reference to Pepper and he relaxed as he sipped his drink. "What you're saying then, is that you're really into something hot?" and he smiled, suddenly intrigued by the conspiracy.
"man, am I ever!" Paul leaned closer. "Two sisters ... young, beautiful and totally uninhibited. Between them their, repertoire is something out of the Kama Sutra!"
"Tell me more, Jim said as he motioned the waiter to being him another drink.
"Okay, look, let me ask you first. Are you interested in sampling their wares?"
Jim thought about it and he experienced a moment of indecision. He decided that honesty was the best approach. "I might if I knew what it was going to cost me ... "
Paul grimaced. "Hey, these girls aren't hookers. They're simply into sex for its own sake. They have a little game they play and until you've been there, you really can't appreciate it."
Relieved a bit, Jim questioned, "What kind of a game?"
Paul talked all through lunch and by the time they had finished, Jim was not only convinced, he was sold and he begged Paul to set it up for him.
"I've thought about that. The girls only play by appointment. I've got one with them for this Saturday evening."
"but we're supposed to go to the club, remember?"
"Right. I made the ... uh ... appointment before I thought about it. But there is a way, if you're really interested. You could go in my place ..."
"What about the club? Val's been looking forward to this for months."
"Thought about that, too. She knows your business comes first and if you were to tell her you had someone coming from out of town to see a house, well ... she'd accept that."
"I don't know ..." Jim said hesitantly.
"Listen, Beth and I could entertain her. I'll develop an ulcer attack and the three of us can stay home. Alter you've made the appointment in my stead, you can come on over to my place and we'll have a few drinks. What about it?"
Jim thought about making it with the two girls Paul had described, and he knew that if he didn't take this opportunity, it might be a week or more before another presented itself. "But what about you, Paul? I mean, this is a hell of thing to do for a friend!"
Paul smiled. "Not really. I think you'd do the same thing for me ..." and he took the key to the Terrace apartment from his pocket and jotted down the address on the back of one of his business cards. "Be there at seven sharp, buddy boy, and you'll enjoy the experience of your life. I promise!"
Jim left the Embers in a state of excitement. He thought about the story he was going to have to put on Val, but what the hell-things like this just didn't happen every day!
Craig Peters picked at his supper nervously. When rising from bed that morning, his mother had told him, "Tonight, we'll look at some of the movies your father was so fond of, Craig." He had been asking her if they could for the past two days, but Lisa bad held off granting her son's request, knowing that it would build the anticipation.
After supper, Lisa excused herself and went upstairs to bathe. Earlier, she bad brought up several of the films she thought Craig might enjoy most and those that would give him the widest range of sexual exposure ... to say nothing of the arousal it would bring about.
After she had bathed, Lisa applied her makeup with the utmost care, then went to her closet and removed a floor-length black peignoir. She laid it across the foot of the bed, her excitement rising as she recalled the last time she had worn it. Next, she took out black lace stockings with matching garter belt. As she pulled them up to the tops of her thighs, one after the other, a deep thrill went through her and she hastily affixed the garter belt in place. As she slipped into the black satin pumps with the spike heels, she turned and surveyed herself in the full-length mirror of her wardrobe. She cupped her tits and massaged the nipples as she turned around and looked at her well-formed ass in the mirror. She slipped into the peignoir then and fastened the clasp at her throat and looked again. She was beautiful and she knew it: now she could share her beauty with her beloved Craig, her son. Her heart beat heavily in her breast as she put on the last article of her evening's ensemble blood-red lace panties. They were crotchless and as she stood again, they provided a startling touch to the outfit a splash of red beneath the filmy black lace.
Downstairs in the den, Craig awaited his mother nervously, but more nervous was he over the fact that Tim and Judy waited, too. All the lights but one near the projector were out; Craig had followed his mother's instructions to the letter and had removed his clothing to put on the short gold robe she had purchased for him that afternoon. But unknown to Lisa, two additions had been made to the seductive scene set up in the den-behind the large sectional that set against two walls just behind the projector, Tim and Judy sat hiding.
"Man, I hope you're right!" Craig whispered as he heard the door to his mother's room close. "Shuu ... " Judy cautioned. "You just leave it to us!"
Lisa descended the stairs slowly, savoring the moment of her entrance and the effect it would have on her son. She paused before the door of the den, drew in her breath in anticipation and entered.
"Wow!" Craig exclaimed as he saw his mother standing in the dim light. Immediately, he forgot about the two people hiding behind the furniture and his universe became centered about the lovely woman who stood before him. He felt bib prick growing beneath the short robe, and he licked his lips as Lisa closed the door and walked to the bar. She picked up the drink he had mixed for her and she walked to him provocatively after she had tasted it. She held it up for him to taste and as she did, his hands went to her hips and took hold of her firmly.
Lisa laughed lightly and told him, "Uh-uh ... hands off now. We've got all night for that. First, we're going to give you a little education ..." and she reached out to take hold of his growing prick beneath the fold of the robe be wore. Craig gasped as her band closed wantonly about his pawing prick, and he told her, "You, you're beautiful really beautiful, Mom."
"Tonight it's 'Lisa', darling ... all right?"
"You're still beautiful ... Lisa."
Lisa leaned forward slightly to close her mouth softly over Craig's. A thrill went through her body as his tongue protruded and she licked it with her own. Laughingly, she pulled back and gestured, "Sit down, sweetheart. I'll start the film."
Switching out the lights and pressing the switch of the projector, Lisa looked at her son as he sat on the pillows she had arranged earlier in front of the projector. As the film began, she sat by him and watched his face as the title flashed:
THE RELUCTANT RAPE.
Easing up to sit on their knees, Tim and Judy watched the screen, peeking cautiously over the top of the sectional. As the title faded, the camera panned a large bedroom, obviously feminine. Three black men with stockings pulled over their faces were rifling the drawers in what was supposed to be a burglary. Suddenly, the one nearest the door looked up and cautioned the others to be quiet. The scene changed to another room and showed a beautiful young blonde wearing a mini-skirt and a see-through blouse entering the door of her apartment with a young man. They laughed and leaned against the closed door to share a kiss, and the camera zoomed in to show a close-up of the man as he ran his hand from the girl's hip to her jutting boob. She moved against him, then pulled away laughing and took hold of the man's hand to lead him across the room to the door of the bedroom. The scene changed again and it showed the three blacks standing behind the door. As it opened and the young couple entered, they sprang on them, two of them subduing the man and the other one holding the woman. Quickly, the girl's boy friend was bound and gagged The girl's eyes were wide with fear as she struggled ineffectually. It seemed as though the three burglars were talking about the girl and the man on the floor, when the shortest of the three walked up to her and took hold of the front of her thin blouse. In one rending tear he ripped it from her body, leaving her naked from the waist up. It was obvious that she was shaking in fear as the man reached out and cupped her erect young tits in his thick !flack hands.
Then the other man walked over, laughed and took hold of her short skirt to rip it from her body. Standing nearly naked before them, the girl looked towards her boy friend that was bound helplessly on the floor. He shook his head violently and tried to sit up, but he could not and he fell back in total frustration. The short black took a switchblade from his pocket and leaned forward to cut the panties from the girl's body. A look of honor crossed her lovely face.
The man holding her from behind began to pull down his zipper. In moments he freed an enormous black prick and pressed it against the palms of the girl's hands as his partners began disrobing slowly. As the two other men shed their clothing, they removed the stockings from their leering faces. The shorter of the two stood before her as he stroked his huge black prick obscenely, then moved forward to rub it over her belly and through the blonde hair above her pussy. She cringed. Then the man laughed, stepped back and watched the other man lean forward and suck the nipple of her cunt into his mouth as his hands roamed at will over her body. He sank to his knees and spread her legs widely, and the camera showed a close-up of her lewdly exposed cunt-lips. The man licked out with his tongue and the girl struggled as he began a flicking motion, then closed his mouth over her pussy entirely. The shorter man rubbed against her hip and fondled her tits as he held her hands while the third man disrobed. And as the three men had their will with her helpless body and they forced her to take hold of two of their throbbing black pricks, a change came over the girl's face. She began to move her hips slowly against the black's face as he sucked her cunt and ran his hands up and down her legs. The camera zeroed in on her hands as they began to fondle the two black pricks willingly,, and it was obvious that she was responding to their multiple caresses.
Lisa stole a glance at Craig as he watched the film with his mouth opened wide. She smiled and moved closer to him, her arm going about his shoulder and her right hand stealing beneath his robe to take hold of his throbbing prick. "Like it?" she whispered as he moaned and stretched out his legs.
"Too much" he replied. "She's actually digging it!"
Lisa laughed as Craig turned slightly and his hand moved to her naked tit to begin massaging it gently. This was going to be a night to remember, she told herself as she stroked her son's prick softly and felt it twitch at her touch. His hand on her tit excited her, sending tiny electric chills through her body as he rolled the turgid nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then cupped it fully.
Behind the couch, Judy stared open-mouthed at the movie. She had never seen black men naked before and the size of their pricks excited her. In her mind, she became the girl on the screen and she licked her dry lips as the three men led the girl to the bed. Beside her, Tim had freed his prick. He took hold of his sister's hand to place it about the throbbing head just as one of the black men knelt above the white girl on the bed and guided his huge prick into her open mouth.
Judy felt her brother's stiff prick, and she wished she could bend over now and take it into her mouth like the girl on the screen sucking the black man's huge prick. Tim ran his hand beneath his sister's short skirt and was surprised to find she was wearing no panties. As his hand closed over her lovely young ass-cheek, she spread her legs slightly and he moved his fingers down until they came in contact with her moist cunt.
Judy leaned forward a bit to give him better access to her pussy, and as his middle finger entered her slit, she bit her lip to keep from crying out in sheer pleasure. The movie had aroused her to a high state of passion, and it was taking its toil on her nervous system. She watched as the men bad their will with the girl on the screen. As one of the blacks lay back and the other two sat the girl astride his huge cock, Judy aim oat gasped as the camera zoomed in to give a close-up of the girl's pink cuntlips being spread by his prick, then being sucked into it as though by a vacuum.
Judy wiggled her as Tim finger-fucked her obscenely from the rear, and she pulled tightly on his throbbing prick. Then, on the screen, the second man mounted the white girl from the rear and guided his gigantic dong into her tightly clenching asshole. Judy was amazed that the girl registered no pain, but seemed to be frantically enjoying the double-fuck. Then the other black climbed onto the bed and shoved his prick into her willing mouth! On the floor, the girl's boy friend had settled into a sitting position and the camera showed his own gigantic hard-on as it pushed against his pants. The four on the bed were sucking and hacking frantically as the girl eagerly serviced the three max with every hole she bad in her body.
Judy envisioned herself on the bed with three men her father, Tim and Craig. Her father's prick was inside her cunt, Tim's in her asshole and Craig had his dick in her hotly sucking mouth.
Craig squirmed and ran his hand down his mother's body to rub the silken smoothness of her belly above the brief panties she wore. As his fingers moved to her lace-covered thigh, a new thrill went through him. He had never felt a woman's leg before through a net stocking, and the sensation sent chills up his spine as his mother stroked his prick. Lisa spread her legs as Craig's hand moved up the inside of her thigh and touched her warm flesh. Then she, too, thrilled as his hand found the crotchless panties and he blinked at her in surprise. She leaned over and kissed him softly as his finger wormed its way into her tight pussy.
Craig found his mother's cut in the warm, wet folds of her pussy and he returned his attention to the screen as he stroked her twat gently and wished she would suck his prick again like she had done two nights before.
Behind the couch, Judy was so excited she could not contain herself. She released her brother's prick to unbutton her blouse, slip out of it and to remove her skirt. Sitting naked then, she motioned for Tim to also undress.
Cautiously he did and as he pulled off his shoes, socks and pants, his sister grabbed him from their kneeling position and kissed him passionately. From the corner of his eye, Tim saw Craig kissing his mother and it appeared that, he was finger-fucking her, too! More excited than ever before-and with the thought of doing the same things to the lovely Mrs. Carter-Tim glanced towards the screen just as the man pumping his prick into the girl's asshole pulled out to spew his hot load of sticky white cum all over, the cheeks of her lovely ass.
Craig watched, too, and no sooner had the man come all over the girl's ass than the man in her cunt hunched upwards, then pulled his prick out and held the girl off his body to spew his hot load all aver her stomach. The camera went to the man with his prick in her mouth then, and it zoomed in as she opened her mouth widely to accept that man's load of jizz on her tongue. Licking the last string of cum from the head of his throbbing prick, the girl rubbed her face all over his belly and kissed his hairy balls as the other two got up and dressed quickly. Then the three blacks were gone and the girl rolled from the bed and went to her boy friend still bound on the floor. She removed his gag and it seemed is though he was angry with her. She looked at him searchingly, then noticed the bulge in his pants. Quickly, the girl pulled down his zipper and freed his throbbing cock. He seemed to protest at first and appeared to be telling her to untie his hands and feet, but the girl paid him no heed and leaned down to take the entire length of his prick into her hot mouth. A look of confusion crossed his face then as the girl released his robe, shoved him back and climbed over him to squat obscenely on his face. She held his head in protest, then lowered her freshly fucked pussy down over his mouth. The camera panned back to show the girl grinding her hips over the man's head and forcing him to eat her pussy as she reached around behind and began fingering herself lewdly in the asshole, rubbing the cum all over her stomach and tits with her other hand ... and the movie ended.
Lisa hit the remote switch and the light died, plunging the den into an intense darkness. With the projector stifled, the room was also plunged into an unearthly silence and Judy and Tim held their breaths as they heard Craig's mother say, "Lie back, baby ... let Lisa sit on your face like that. Suck my pussy for me, will you?"
"Oh, yes!" Craig agreed and there was a rustle of clothing as he removed his robe.
As their eyes became accustomed to the sudden darkness, Judy and Tim saw Lisa squat obscenely over her son's face, then lean forward to take his prick into her mouth. After a few long moments, the sounds of Craig's sucking came to them, and they breathed softly as Lisa moaned and ground her hips into her son's face. She had removed the long peignoir and was clad only in the crotchless panties, garter belt and hose, and as Judy stood beside Tim, she took hold of his prick in her hand.
Tim took his sister's hand from around his cock and led her quietly from behind the sectional. They moved silently until they were standing directly behind Craig's mother as she bent forward and sucked her son's prick with great slurping sound. Tim felt a surge of excitement as he thought of his own prick in her mouth-in her cunt and possibly in her asshole! He swallowed-dryly and cautioned Judy to be still, then he moved around to the side and sank to his knees, holding his prick in his hand.
Beneath his mother, Craig felt a rush of fear as he looked up and in the dim light saw Tim and his sister standing there naked. His heart pounded wildly in his chest as he saw the outlines of Judy's beautiful young body, and he longed to touch her to fuck her and to have her suck his prick the way his mother was doing it at that very moment. Still, the fear was there, and he had no earthly idea what his mother would say at this intrusion of their privacy-to say nothing of the fact that he had revealed their secret! He chilled then as his mother took his prick deeply into her throat, and he saw Tim move out of his range of vision to kneel beside them. His hand trembling slightly, Tim reached out and took hold of Mrs. Carter's swaying tit as her head bobbed up and down on her son's prick. He felt a rush of sudden sensation that seemed to flood his body as his hand closed around her soft, pliant flesh, and he felt the stiff nipple against his palm. She did not stop her sucking immediately and for a second, Tim thought that she had simply accepted the hand on her tit without question. He rubbed it gently, then let go of his prick and rubbed his other hand down the smooth sweep of her back to cup her stretched ass-cheek as she bent forward with Craig's face between her legs, his mouth glued to her pussy.
Standing above them, Judy fingered her cunt lightly and waited apprehensively for a response from the woman. Then, not able to wait any longer, she took a step forward and knelt opposite her brother to take the older woman's boob in her firm young hand. Lisa felt the first hand on her tit, and was so engrossed in getting her pussy sucked and sucking her son's prick she paid it no mind. It was simply a hand-Craig's. Then she felt something on her shoulder-it moved down her back and cupped her ass-cheek, and she stopped sucking and had just the head of Craig's prick in her mouth. Then another soft, warm hand took hold of her right boob and squeezed it gently. Her mind reeled in confusion. Judy heard Lisa whimper, and she sensed the fear that tensed her body suddenly. She moved her band from Lisa's tit to her throat and raised the woman's face to hers. She kissed her gently on tight lips and as Lisa seemed to relax a bit she whispered, "It's all right ... it's all right."
Lisa was dizzy with surprise and shock at being discovered like this with her own son, but as Judy's words faded away, she felt her left hand taken from Craig's young prick and moved to another and she realized there was a man and woman there in the room with them. Her mind reeled with the enormity of it, and she felt suddenly weak and faint, but as Craig continued sucking her cunt and the hands roamed over her body, she felt a sudden sense of security in the fact that the caresses were soft and loving and the prick in her hand was small, stiff and throbbing. "Who are you?" she asked apprehensively.
Tim leaned forward and turned her head to kiss her fully on the mouth. As he ran his tongue into her mouth, he felt her respond by squeezing his aching prick and she began sucking his tongue gently.
Judy took advantage of the opportunity and leaned down to suck the length of Craig's prick into her own mouth, and she was surprised by the size of it. A full inch longer than her brother's, it was thick and full and she knew she had to feel it in her pussy! Lifting her head, she crawled atop Craig's waist as Tim kissed Lisa and fondled her tits. She lowered herself down over Craig's prick and she gasped as it entered her tight pussy. His meat was hot, and she moved her hips in a circular motion as she worked his cock all the way inside her hole, then raised her hips and began a slow up and down motion with her body.
Lisa turned to find the woman sitting on Craig's prick and she gasped, but she didn't have time to give it a second though-it, for the man she had just... kissed was standing and guiding his small prick into her mouth. She was suddenly caught up in the group sex and as the woman before her reached out to fondle her tits, Lisa thrilled at the nearness of so many loving bodies after going without for so long!
Craig had tensed when his mother had taken her mouth off his prick-and the fear stayed with him until she had asked who it was. Then he felt a new mouth on his prick, and he knew it was Judy! He thrilled at the thought and wished he could see her as she sucked his cock. He had known her for only two years but he had jacked off many times with the image of her in his fantasies. Then the mouth was gone, and he felt her squatting over his waist-the realization that he was actually going to get to tuck her nearly made him blow his load! But as the warm wetness enveloped his throbbing prick, he gasped for breath and held back. He knew it was going to be all right-just like Tim had promised him it would be!
Tim held Lisa's head tightly in his hands and looked down at the dim outline of her obscenely ovaled mouth as she sucked his entire prick deep into her throat. He saw Judy tucking up and down lewdly on Craig's prick and it seemed to him that Craig was getting the best end of the deal. He pulled his cock out of Lisa's mouth and turned her head to face Judy; then he touched the back of Judy's head and urged her forward. Judy looked up at her brother questioningly, then she got the idea-she reached out and slipped her arms around the woman's neck and kissed her fully on the mouth.
As the two women shared tongues, Tim moved forward and shoved his prick between their lips. Suddenly, the entire length of his throbbing prick was being licked by both of their mouths and it was a sensation that drove him wild.
"Oh, God!" he exclaimed as first one woman took his prick into her mouth, then the other did it and together they licked his cock fully. "Ohhhh ... that is so far-fucking out!"
As he spoke, Lisa realized that it was a mere boy whose prick she was sucking-not a man! Cautiously, she ran a hand up the back of his legs and cupped his smooth ass-cheeks-as soft and firm as her own son's. A new thrill went through her as she realized who the boy was, and who the girl was-the Towne children! She reached forward then and took hold of Judy's tit and still another new thrill went through her as she licked the length of the boy's prick, her tongue touching his sister's!
Lisa began grinding her hips with a new fervor then as her son nibbled on her cunt and laved the length of her cuntal area wetly with his lips and tongue. Again, Tim cried out and both Lisa and Judy felt him stiffen as his cock began to twitch violently.
"Take him! Suck him off!" Judy said huskily and shoved her brother's prick into the older. woman's mouth, "Let him come in your mouth. Suck his cock! Swallow his cum! Oh, Jesus... Jesus!" she whined. "I'm coming, too! Coming ... ohhhhih ... COMMMMMING!"
And Judy tensed as her body was racked by a gigantic orgasm and she heard Lisa whimper as Tim's prick jerked and spurted his load down her throat.
The boy thrust his hips forward and clutched the woman's head as he felt his cum boiling forth. Lisa swallowed strongly and milked the boy's shooting prick as she felt the first hot spurt of jizz splash against her tongue. She, too, was reaching her orgasm and she heard Craig cry out below her. His body stiffened as he arched up to plunge his prick deeply into Judy's spanning young cunt. Lisa shuddered as the four of them reached an orgasm almost simultaneously, and she, too, cried out as the wave washed over her and the jerking prick in her mouth slipped out to spurt a wad over her lips and onto her jutting tits.
Judy was the first to roll off and she lay gasping for breath as she heard Tim collapse to the floor. Lisa leaned forward and rolled to one side as her son came up for air, gasping loudly.
The four of them lay there without moving, without talking, and finally it was Lisa who got shakily to her feet and stumbled across the darkened worn to the bar. Fucking on the small light of the back-bar, she glanced towards the three young people lying naked on the floor and she shook her head in wonder. She poured herself a stiff drink, tested it, and then asked, "Anyone thirsty?"
By the time they had all regained their senses and their strength, Lisa had heard the entire story. She was not angry at Craig for his inability to keep their secret once she had heard Judy and Tim's side of the story-and their mutual interest in both sex and porno movies.
"I'd love to ball my mom," Tim said truthfully. "She's got the nicest ass you've ever seen!"
"I'd like to get it on with Dad," Judy said after a moment's silence. "You wouldn't believe the size of his prick!" she giggled. "I've seen him several times ... uh ... sort of accidentally, if you know what I mean."
"Yeah," Craig told her. "The same kind of accidents happen here ... " He looked at his mother and told her honestly, "I've been peeking through keyholes at you for years, Mom!"
Lisa spent the next few minutes explaining the facts of life to the Towne offspring and the fact that incest was an imprisonable offense. They all seemed to understand fully, and now that they could share their secret with one another, the need to "tell" had been met. Lisa looked at the two boys, then at Judy.
"You know, I've got a special film that might be of interest to you two hot young studs ... and perhaps Judy and I can take turns playing the role of the woman in the film." She paused, and each of them looked at her anxiously as she stood up and separated the stack of film cans, choosing one finally.
"What's it called, Mom?" Craig asked.
She blushed slightly as she turned to face them. "It ... uh ... it's called ... the ... uh ... the Mother Fuckers." All three of the younger people laughed aloud, and it took some explanation to tell Lisa that that was the film that had gotten the entire thing started.
"Well," she said as she laid the can aside, "perhaps you'd prefer this one. It's, called, The Roman Orgy!"
All three of them clapped and Judy reached out to take hold of Craig's growing young prick as Tim followed Lisa to the projector and fondled the cheeks of her ass while she removed one reel and replaced it with the other.
Trish ran her hand over her younger sister's belly and through the light growth of hair above her pussy as she whispered to her, "Then you really want to go through with it, Tina?"
The dark-haired girl wiggled as her sister's finger entered her pussy. She moved her hand beneath her sister's body, and as she sought her cunt, she whispered in return, "I wouldn't miss it for a dozen of Gilda's appointments!"
Trish closed her mouth over the nipple of her sister's right cunt and she, too, wiggled as the girl's hand closed around her pussy-mound and one finger found its way through the thatch of wiry hair and into her cunt. "So good ... it's gonna be so good," she said, licking her sister's other tit.
"You're positive you're doing the right thing?" Beth asked as she stroked her husband's prick and nuzzled his chest.
"Hey, I told you not to worry. We are gonna have a ball, a fucking ball!"
Valerie Carter sighed as her husband rolled off her and lit a cigarette. She was disappointed about not being able to accompany him to the club the next night for their yearly function, but his business did some first-and it had been sweet of Beth and Paul to offer to take her. She hadn't made up her mind yet, but she'd sleep on it.
Jim puffed on his cigarette and closed his eyes. Paul's words came to him again, and he fantasized about having two young girls at the same time ... two young girls, who, Paul assured him, would exceed his wildest expectations. As he lay there engrossed in his thoughts, Jim knew it would only be a substitute for him-the two girls he really wanted lay sleeping just down the hall. His little charades with Pepper were only partially fulfilling, and he knew that the next evening's interlude would be no more. Or would it? he mused. This might just be the thing he needed, just the thing. And he rolled to one side to crush out his cigarette as Val sighed in her sleep.
Chapter 6
Saturday passed slowly and painfully for Jim Carter. He found he was unable to keep his mind on his work for more than a few minutes at a time. As the hands of the clock moved slowly past the four, then approached the five, he told Pepper to go on home. After the girl had left the premises, Jim mixed himself a stiff drink and removed his sweated clothing. He showered leisurely, sipped a second drink, and shaved with care before he donned fresh clothing. At 6:30 he called his home.
"Try not to be too late, darling," Val encouraged him with a touch of disappointment in her voice.
"Listen, as soon as I can either close this deal or wash it, I'll be there. You're still going with the Townes, right?"
"Yes-I'm going over to their place for a drink before we leave for the club. Things don't start happening before nine and Beth said they never go early ..." She paused, then suggested, "Listen, if you get free anytime early, why don't you call their place just in case we haven't left yet?"
"Will do," he replied, then asked, "Uh ... what are the girls doing tonight?"
"Oh, they've got heavy dates-both of them. They were terribly excited, said it was someone new. They left just a few minutes ago." Val sighed. "Well, so sell your house-and try to get back soon, darling."
Jim replaced the receiver, poured himself a third and final drink and felt the effects of the first two as he went over Paul's remarks again: "They won't let you do a thing, Jim ... it has to be their way or not at all. Just kind of flow with it and enjoy it-and remember, don't be surprised at some of their games. They're all harmless, but don't resist or they'll hand you your hat." Jim wondered what kind of "games" Paul had meant. He had sought further information, but Paul remained adamant in not telling him, stating, "Believe me, you'll love it!"
As he at last pulled into the parking lot and found an empty slot, Jim looked up as the streetlights came on-it was growing dark fast and so was his excitement. He had never had two women at the same time before, and the possibilities were. endless in his vivid imagination. He stepped from his car, looked about cautiously and locked it. He found apartment 20 at the top of the spiral stairs and he drew his breath deeply in and attempt to calm his nerves. He removed the key from his pocket, looked at it for a long moment then inserted it in the lock. The door swung open, and Jim found the apartment in total darkness. Instinctively, he felt the wall for a switch and a soft feminine voice told him, "Don't ... Leave it off, Jim."
The voice and the sound of his name relaxed him a bit, but he stood uncertainly on the threshold.
"Close the door and let's play ... "another soft voice said from his left.
Swallowing thickly, Jim stepped into the darkened apartment and became aware of the plaintive strains of a flamenco guitar. He closed the door soundly and turned the latch. As he stood there in the darkness, he felt his heart pounding wildly in his chest. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much for him as he awaited it impatiently.
"Just stand very still, Jim ..." a soft voice said from his right.
"Don't move-and don't touch. Let us do everything," a deeper voice said from his left.
Jim felt a tightening in his chest as a hand reached out and touched his face. The fingertips ran searchingly over his brow, his eyes, his nose and they came to rest on his lips. "Suck my fingers ..." he heard.
Jim opened his mouth slightly and began kissing and licking the girl's fingers as she had asked. It was so totally erotic that Jim felt his prick grow suddenly and begin to throb inside his pants. As he sucked the long, slender finger into his mouth, one of the girls moved behind him and removed his coat. He heard it fall as she tossed ft aside: then a pair of hands removed his tie and began to unbutton his shirt slowly. As his shirt tails were pulled free, the girl pulled her hand away from him and two pair of hands roamed over his torso. Softly, warmly they seemed to search, and he felt himself chill as a pair of hands went to his waist to free his belt.
As his trousers were removed, then his shoes and sacks, Jim had the overpowering urge to reach out and grab one of the girls and crush her to him. His breathing was sharp and was accented by the sighs coming almost involuntarily from his throat as the girls' hands brushed his tented shorts and ran over his taut ass as they removed his clothing.
Then, Jim was naked. His prick was standing straight out from his body and his senses reeled as he drew in his breath and became aware of the heady fragrance of the perfume the girls were wearing-it was illusive, and almost familiar somehow. He tensed as the girls' hands returned to his naked body to caress it without him being able to do the same. Jim had not spoken a word since he had entered the apartment and though his apprehensions had not risen to any degree, he still felt somehow uncomfortable.
The hands moved low over his stomach, and he felt one girl's arm and wrist brush his gigantic hard-on, but her hands seemed to be actively avoiding his stiff and throbbing prick. One of the girls had moved behind him and he felt her hands on his back, then his waist and finally his ass. One of her hands went between his legs and took hold of his balls gently, pulling on them until he let out a low groan and instinctively reached out for the girl in front of him.
"No!" she said sharply and moved back. Her sudden command startled him, and he let his hand fall to his side again as the hand on his balls moved away.
"Put your hands behind you, Jim" a soft voice urged from behind.
He didn't question her, but as he felt something cool and silken go around his wrists to bind them together, he felt compelled to speak and look, is that necessary? I mean, if you don't want me to touch you, I-"
His mouth was covered suddenly with a pair of soft, searching lips. Jim felt the girl's warm flesh press against his own, and his prick was bent upwards to lay between their naked bellies SB she slipped her arms about his neck and forced her tongue into his mouth. He took it willingly and relaxed as the silk scarf was knotted tightly about his wrists.
As the girl pulled her mouth from his and squeezed him tightly, Jim realized suddenly just how helpless he was. Then the girl moved away and the other girl moved her body against his and licked his chest, then searched her way to his mouth. Her tongue, too, found its way into his mouth and she kissed him passionately as she ground her cunt against his stiff prick.
As their lips parted, she moved back and Jim felt a girl on each side of him. They took hold of his elbows and led him acme the darkened room. As they helped him onto a bed covered with cool satin sheets, he lay back apprehensively as they lay don beside them. Then there was a soft voice in his ear, and somehow it was hauntingly familiar - like the perfume.
"We all have fantasies ... what's yours?"
He swallowed dryly and replied without hesitation, "I ... I'm having mine!"
One of them laughed lightly, and again the familiarity struck him. It was eerie and Jim searched his memory for the answer as the voice, came again and soft hands roamed over his body, but never touched his aching prick.
"But who do you have this fantasy with, Jim?"
"I ... I don't understand he replied, unsure of the girl's reason for asking.
"Oh, I think you do. We're the dream makers but how can we make you a dream if we don't know who you want us to be?"
The voice was hauntingly familiar, and it seemed as though the instant lie was about to place it, the inflection changed and he would lose it. "Uh ... you mean, who are the girls in my fantasy?"
"Yes, they both whispered in unison.
Jim swallowed. He wasn't at all sure he wanted to make such an admission to two total strangers, but somehow it seemed safe there in the dark. "My ... my own daughters he said thickly. As he spoke the words, bath girls took hold of his prick and he felt himself shudder as a result. The hands stroked, pulled and fondled his cock as he felt warm mouths on his chest.
"What are their names?" one of the girls asked.
"T-Trish ... Trish and Tina ..." he choked out.
"I'll be Trish for you, Jim ..."
"And I'll be Tina for you, Daddy."
And as the second girl spoke huskily, Jim chilled. My God! he thought. She even sounds like Tina, but that was ridiculous, he told himself. Still, Jim was left with an uncertainty as he felt his prick fondled, softly and the girls kissing his chest, playing their tongues around his stiffened nipples.
"What would you like to do to your daughters, Jim?" the one playing the role of Trish asked him. "And how long have you wanted to do it?"
Jim's head swam as he thought about it, then he answered finally, "Oh, God ... just love you ... make love with you. I love you both so much. I want to fuck you, suck your pussies, and shove my prick in your mouths. I ... I've wanted to do it for years!" and his voice shook with emotion as he felt the tears well in his eyes. He was torn between his feelings of guilt and his own passion as he blurted out what he really wanted to tell his own daughters. Once spoken, it was as though a gigantic weight had been lifted from his chest and he caught his breath as the girls lay closely to him, stroked his prick and legs and shared the warmth of their naked young bodies with him. "Untie me ... please untie me. Let me feel you-touch you!"
"Beg us, Daddy!" the girl on his right, said. God, but she sounded like Tina, he thought. "Beg us and we might do that."
"Untie me, please. I want to hold you in my arms, touch your bodies ... your tits, your cunts ... all over ... this is driving me mad."
Trish lowered her mouth over her father's and kissed him fully. Not only was Jim playing out his fantasy, but so were his daughters. She licked out with her hot little tongue and found his as she squeezed the head of his throbbing prick and felt her sister's hand move between their father's legs to stroke his balls. Trish was torn now, between revealing their identity to him and letting it remain a secret. She could not make up her mind, and though she and Tina had talked about it, they had simply decided to wait and see what his reaction would be when they proposed the fantasy charade. But he had responded just as they had thought he would, and now the question arose as to how he might react if he found out they really were his daughters, and not simply surrogates.
Trish reached for her sister's hand, moved it to Jim's prick, then touched her shoulder softly. Immediately, Tina moved down her father's body and rubbed the head of his prick against her soft face. Jim moaned and as the girl opened her mouth and took just the head of his dick in, he stiffened and her tongue laved it passionately.
"Ohhhhhhh ... Jesus! Oh, God! Yes! Suck it deep!" he told her.
Trish kissed him again and asked, "What's it feel like having Tina suck your prick, Daddy?" This time, she spoke in her normal tone of voice and she felt him go rigid against her body. "Tell me, Daddy-what does it feel like?"
Was his mind playing tricks on him? Now this girl was sounding more like Trish than Trish herself! Her lips touched his and he heard her question again, "Well ... what's it like, Daddy?"
"Beautiful ... so beautiful ... both of you. God, I love my girls so much!"
"You mean you love us?" Trish asked.
"Yes ... no ... I mean ..."
"And what if we were your daughters? What if that really was Tina sucking your hot prick right now? What if I really was your Trishkins, Daddy Bear?"
Jim's heart all but stopped as the words triggered something inside him. This could not be real! It could not be! he told himself. But wasn't this what he wanted? Didn't he really want his two girls-sexually? He was so confused, and as his prick was sucked deeply into Tina's mouth, he blurted out, "Trish! It ... it's you ... it's both of you, isn't it!"
"Yes, Daddy Bear. It's the girls you've wanted to suck and flick for years ... and who have wanted to do the same things with you for nearly as long!" As she completed the statement, Trish pressed her mouth over her father's and kissed him passionately. At first, he was too stunned to respond. Then as the mouth on his prick seemed to swallow him all the way to the base of his thick prick and the mouth on his nibbled at his lips and forced a soft wet tongue between his lips, he submitted fully to them. He moaned loudly as thoughts of incest destroyed all restraint he might have had.
As Trish lifted her face from his, she told him, "Just enjoy it, Daddy. We all want the same thing. We want to make love with you, too. Is that so horrible that we would want the same things you want?"
"N-No ..." he told her. "It's just that ... just that I ..."
"Come on now. You were perfectly willing to have sex with two strangers, girls you'd never seen ... and that would have been cheating on Mom, wouldn't it?"
"Oh, God," Jim gasped. "Your mother-what would she say Trish?"
"I don't know ... and right now I don't care!" Trish told him as she urged Tina off his cock.
The younger girl found her father's mouth and as she kissed him, he found her lips, hot from the friction of having sucked his prick so furiously.
"Isn't this wild, Daddy? I mean, we're actually doing it together" and she kissed him again.
Jim felt more than relief. He felt lifted. To know that his daughters wanted him in the same sexual manner that he had craved them was the deepest emotional realization he had ever experienced. As Tina sucked his tongue deeply Jim felt Trish's hands at the small of his back and the bonds were finally released. As he moved his hands from behind his back to gather his daughters into his arms, fish reached out and flicked the switch that controlled indirect lights in the small alcove bedroom. The room was flooded in a soft blue light and Jim blinked as he looked into first Tim's eyes, then into his older daughter's. He was too choked with emotion to say anything, and he just held them tightly.
Trish ran her tongue over his lips and told him finally, "We came here to fuck. What about you?"
Coming from his daughter's lips, the obscenity stirred him deeply, and Tina moved him equally as she told him, "I want you to eat my Pussy, Daddy. I want you to make me come. I want to feel your tongue in my cunt!"
"Oh, God!" Jim moaned as Trish sat up, then crawled astride his waist. He watched transfixed as she took hold of his jerking prick and raised up to nest its swollen head in the dark thatch of her pussy. He could not believe it was actually happening as she spread her legs slightly, then lowered her cunt onto his rod He watched the lips of her pussy spread wide and as his cock was enveloped with her hot, wet flesh, he shuddered and reached out for her. As his hands closed around her tiny waist, Trish shoved down with all her might and her father's prick was buried in her clasping cunt.
"Ugghhhhhhn" she moaned. "Yesssss! Oh, Daddy! Oh, Daddy!"
"Ummmmmnn ... Jesus, Trish, your pussy's so good-so tight!" he told her and pulled her down to impale her cunt fully on his throbbing prick.
Highly aroused, Tina watched her father's cock disappear into the hair-fringed pussy between her sister's legs. Unable to control herself, she leaned forward and buried her face in her, sister's widespread crotch. She licked out and found Trish's cunt at the top of her stretched pussy and Trish cried out, "Oh, yes, baby! Lick it! Lick it!" Jim felt his younger daughter's mouth near the base of his prick, and he saw that she was bent over, her lovely ass just even with his head.
Reaching over, be took hold of her waist and pulled her atop him. With her legs spread, Jim looked up at her soft young pussy and he felt a thrill go through his body as his arms encircled her and his bands closed over the full, smooth cheeks of her ass. He pulled her down slightly and heard her moan loudly as his mouth came in contact with the hair-fringed lips of her wet pussy. He closed his eyes as Trish rained her body up and withdrew from his prick nearly to the head, then plunged deeply again. He opened his mouth and closed it around Tina's pussy as be spread the lips gently with his tongue and tasted the juices of his daughter's passion.
Tina felt herself lifted, then pulled over her father's face and her dream came true as he closed his mouth around her sopping cunt. She licked the length of his prick as her sister raised, then lowered her cunt again. Tina's tongue worked furiously at her sister's clit, and she felt Trish's hands on her head as she nibbled the nub of flesh between her lips.
"God, yesssssss, Tina! Lick my cunt' Oh, God, I'm going to come!" Trish cried loudly.
Jim heard her cry out and felt her cunt tighten about his prick. He felt himself rising and he wanted to make it last. Then he gave in to it as Tina wiggled above him and moaned out, too.
"Lick me, Daddy! Suck my pussy! Make me come like Trish! Ohhhhh, yessss! Eat me! Suck me out!"
Jim felt his younger daughter shudder violently as her legs shot out to each side of his head, and his view was that of her full ass-cheeks as his older daughter pressed Tina's head down between her legs. Trish's face was a mask of passion s she licked her lips and threw her head back as her hips pounded mercilessly atop his swollen prick. Tina's cunt gushed her juices aver her father's face and he lapped them as he pulled her twat to him. He saw Trish draw her breath then and quiver as a chill took her beautiful young body and she cried out obscenely, "Fuck me! Oh, God, fuck me, Daddy! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
Jim felt her tightly clasping pussy spasm about his swollen prick. Trish shuddered again and leaned backwards as she pulled up, then hesitated and Jim felt his jizz boiling forth. As the first contraction hit him, he raised his hips to bury his prick in Trish's cunt, but Tina saw he was about to come and reached out to pull his prick from her sister's pussy. Quickly, she pressed it into the raw folds of Trish's cunt, then caught the first hot blob of cum on her tongue. She took just the head of it into her mouth as it spurted forth and filled her cheeks with the sticky white fluid.
Again and again, Jim's prick jerked and each time it did, another glob of cum burst forth to be taken into Tina's sucking mouth. Finally, the contractions had passed and Jim lay panting for breath as he felt his daughter's cum-filled mouth roll about the head of his prick. Then he watched in fascination as Tina raised up and, with her cheeks ballooned out, she pressed her lips to Trish's, who sucked her father's warm cum from Tina's mouth to hold it in her own. They passed the cum back and forth from mouth to mouth as small rivulets of the white stuff dribbled from the corners of their mouth and, finally, they both swallowed.
"You ... you're the most beautiful ... the finest ..." Jim stammered. "I've never felt this way." So so ... so fucking good!"
The girls rolled off him and lay beside him in his arms. As he caressed their bodies, Jim closed his eyes and realized his innermost secret was no longer such, and that his fantasy bad finally become a reality. Then it dawned on him, and be asked Trish, "How ... how did this happen, baby?"
She kissed him gently and told him, "The same way it's happening to Momma right now."
"I ... I don't understand."
"You won't be mad, Daddy?" Tina asked.
"How could I be mad at anyone-or anything?" he protested.
Trish smiled and kissed his nose. "Well, we owe it all to Paul ... I'll explain that later. Just trust me for now, okay?" He nodded and she went on, "Paul really wants to make it with Judy-his daughter ... and he wants to make it with Mother, too."
"With Valerie?" he asked in surprise. "Not a chance!"
"Would you mind?" Trish asked him.
Jim thought about it, then he replied, "I ... I don't know."
"What if you could make it with Beth and Judy? Would you mind Momma balling Paul?"
Jim thought about his voluptuous blonde neighbor and her daughter. "God, that's tempting all right!"
"Okay ... don't be shocked but Momma's already made it with Beth."
"What?"
"Don't be a prude. Most girls are bisexual. Anyway, a lot of us are!" Trish scolded and looked at her lovely young sister. "Isn't that right, Tina?"
Tina reached over to fondle her sister's tit and replied, "Well, I don't know about most girls, but we are ... I love to suck pussy." She blushed slightly. "And I'd love to go down on Momma."
"Tina! How could you?" Jim said in an outraged tone.
"Daddy!" Tina mocked and pinched the head of his prick, "How could you?"
The three of them laughed then, and Jim felt himself being aroused by the honestly lewd talk of inter-family and intra-family sex. Tina was playing with his prick and as she moved her hand away, he noticed that she had begun to stroke her sister's pussy. Trish reached across his chest and fondled Tina's ripening young tits.
"Would you like to watch us, Daddy?" Trish asked hopefully.
Jim's throat constricted as he visualized these two beautiful young daughters of his making love to each other. 'Yes ..." he said finally.
Trish sat up and told him, "Make yourself a drink. Paul keeps the liquor in the cabinet over the fringe."
"Paul?" he said weakly.
"Jim-huh. This is his apartment-or hadn't you guessed?"
Jim rolled off the bed and went quickly to the kitchen, where he poured himself a Scotch. As he turned to face the bedroom again, he was startled by what he saw: Tina was lying on her back and Trish held her tightly in her arms and was kissing her passionately.
He stood at the foot of the bed, noticed the low bench by the vanity and pulled it over to sit. As he did, Trish moved her hand to Tina's tits and pinched the nipples as their tongues swirled about in each other's mouths and licked each other's lips. Then Trish moved her hand down her sister's body and closed around her upthrust pussy. The younger girl squealed and Jim felt his prick twitch violently as the girls played out their erotic scene. He sipped the liquor and took hold of his prick as it twitched again. Then, slowly, Trish moved her mouth down Tina's body and began sucking first one fit and then the other.
At first, Trish was the aggressor, but as Jim watched, a strange thing happened. As Trish's mouth came in contact with Tina's cunt-lips, the younger girl took hold of her sister's head and raised it. "I want to do you," she said huskily. Trish smiled and rolled to her back, her knees drawn up. Quickly, Tina was off the bed; then she lowered her head between her sister's legs and began lapping her cunt with long, wet strokes of her tongue. Trish moaned and opened her eyes to see her father's face.
As Tina had come off the bed, then bent forward to place her head between her sister's legs, her ass was pointed directly at Jim's face. He was sitting only a few feet from the end of the bed and he licked his lips hungrily as he saw the widespread cheeks of his daughter's ass directly before him. He finished his drink and reached out to touch her. As he did, she quivered and Jim looked down the length of Trish's body to see her smiling at him as she fondled her own tits while he sister sucked her clasping cunt.
Jim stood and moved towards Tina. As he nudged her wet pussy with the head of his prick, he wondered suddenly if she was a virgin. The thought had not occurred to him until just that moment--Then he was brought from his trance as Trish nearly shouted at him.
"Fuck her, Daddy! Stick your prick up her cunt and cream inside her! We're on the Pill. Just fuck her. Fuck her till she screams!"
Tina felt her father's prick nudge her cunt and she heard her sister's lewd words as his hands gripped her supple hips. Leaning forward a bit more, she reached down between her legs and took hold of her father's throbbing prick and guided it into her wet cunt, then shoved backwards with all her might.
Jim held onto his daughter's hips and as his prick entered her steaming pussy, he quivered as the tight cuntal sheath accepted his cock fully. As her ass-cheeks came in contact with his quivering belly, he felt her shudder, then she cried out, "Yes! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your baby's cunt. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep with your big prick! Let me feel you cum inside me"
As his balls slapped against her upper thighs, he felt her cunt contract tightly, and it was all he could do to hold back. Her body was soft and warm against his. He looked over her head as she sucked her sister's pussy and saw the look of raw passion etched on Trish's lovely face. Then Trish raised her legs and drew back her knees until they pressed against her tits. She rolled her head from side to side as Tina lapped her cunt with long, wet slurps and her fingers dug deeply into the soft flesh of her under thighs.
Jim fucked his fifteen-year-old daughter with deep, even strokes and he watched in total fascination as she sucked Trish's pussy expertly. He was more aroused than he bad ever been, and the sight of the two girls sharing sex sent him to heights he had never known existed. Not even with his own sister had he experienced a so thoroughly arousing encounter, and as he pressed to Tina's full ass, he found his hands going under her to cup her boobs as she shoved back against him to bury his cock in her cunt.
Trish rolled her head from side to side as her sister nibbled her clit and ran a finger up her hole. As she shuddered, she saw the look of sheer ecstasy on her father's face. She knew his prick was pounding into Tina's young cunt, and she wondered what it looked like sliding in and out her wet sheath.
Moaning softly, Trish reached for Tina's head and forced her to stop sucking for a moment; then she turned on the bed and spread her legs so that Tina could resume her cunt lapping. She positioned herself beneath her sister's body and she looked straight up as her father's huge prick was withdrawn slowly from Tina's cunt.
Trish thrilled as the petal pink lips were drawn outward around his glistening shaft, and she could see the blue veins pulsing along the length of his swollen prick. Then, just as the flowered head came into view, Trish could not restrain herself. She arched her neck and her nose came in contact with his hairy balls as she licked out to touch both her father's prick and her sister's pussy with her wet tongue. She inhaled deeply and watched them as her father began a slow push inward with his prick. She thrilled as the hair-lined fringes of Tina's cunt-lips were shoved back inside and her pussy ovaled to accept the throbbing prick as it entered her hole deeply.
Tina felt her sister's tongue on her pussy and she shivered convulsively as her father plunged deep inside her cunt again. She had never felt so filled and fulfilled, and all of her fantasies seemed to be coming to pass with each stroke. His hands on her aching tits sent warm waves of pleasure through her and as he kneaded her stiffened nipples, it was as though a thousand electric currents raced through her lusting young body.
Jim fought to hold back. He was so near coming that he stopped momentarily on the in-stroke and just held Tina's quivering body to his. Then he felt Trish licking his balls, and as she took one nut into her mouth, he felt her fingers tickling his asshole. Then he felt his hands pulled from Tina's tits and forced down to mash his older daughter's fuller boobs. As his hands closed around them, he felt one of her hands go to Tina's tit and begin kneading it. Another stroke, and he knew he would shoot his hot load into his daughter's steaming cunt. He felt her squirm against him as he withdrew slowly, fighting to hold off the inevitable.
"NOW DADDY" Tina screamed so loudly it shocked Jim. "NOW! COME IN ME! I'M COMING! I ... OH, PUCK ME! I'M GOING TO ... I'M COMMMMINNNG!!"
She stiffened against him as the wave washed over her and she buried her face in Trish's lewdly exposed cunt. Beneath her, Trish trashed around, her mouth filled with her father's balls. She sucked and licked and forced a finger into his asshole as she, too, experienced a nerve-shattering orgasm and she moaned loudly, "Uggghhhhnnnn ... yethhhhh ohhhhhhh ... yethhhhh ... fuck meeeeee commmmmming" and she arched to her younger sister's searching tongue and sucking mouth.
Jim' could not contain himself. He thrust deeply into Tina's clasping cunt and as both his daughters cried out, he gritted his teeth as his knees shook and the first contraction spewed a great glob of white hot cum into his daughter's pussy. He squeezed Trish's tits until she moaned and he leaned forward as the contractions continued and the spurts filled Tina's cant to overflowing. And as his prick twitched inside her tight velvet twat, he felt his own cum oozing out to be lapped up hungrily by his other daughter as she rammed her finger deep into his clasping ass-hole.
"God! Oh, God" he cried. "Yew! Now! Now! NOW! I'M COMING IN YOUR CUNT! COMMMING!"
His prick jerked spasmodically as Tina shoved her hot young body back against his and accepted his load of sticky white cum.
Finally, their contractions had passed and Jim collapsed across the bed, his daughters lying beside him, fighting to regain their breath. His hands were at his sides and the girls each rolled to their stomach. Jim felt their hot, wet pussies as they seem to mold around his upturned palms. Both of them wiggled until his fingers found their way inside, then they sighed deeply and began kissing' his neck and shoulders.
Jim lay there in a half-dazed state as first one daughter, then the other sought his lips to bestow a wet kisses on him. A sudden pang of love swept through him as they ran their hands over his flat belly and touched his sensitive prick with their soft, young bands. He thought of all the fantasy encounters he had had with them and of the charades he bad played out with Pepper in his office. No more, he told himself. He'd never have to do that again ... unless ... and the vision of taking all three of them to bed made his prick stir again. He felt his cock rising as the image of having his two daughters and Pepper at the same time occupied his thoughts. Then, in his mind, he pictured the girl's mother-Valerie. Would she ... would she be receptive? God, he thought that would be the living end! And as he thought about his lovely wife, he wondered idly what she would say if she had been witness to the last hour's sexual madness. He wondered, too, what his wife was doing at that very moment as he lay there with their two daughters, his fingers nested deeply in their wet young cunts and their soft warm bodies lying against his.
Chapter 7
Following Jim's call, Valerie had bathed, dressed and had just completed her makeup when the telephone rang. "Val? Beth. Listen, I know it's early, but the kids are going out this evening and perhaps we could have more than just the one drink we'd planned before leaving for the club.
Val thought she detected a subtle excitement in her blonde neighbor's voice, and she recalled the sound of her voice during their lovemaking session. "Hey, I'm glad you called. Both of mine have gone out, too. I'll be over in a few minutes."
"Listen, just let yourself in. You'll find us at the bar!" Beth told her and laughed lightly.
Val drew her breath deeply as she hung up and looked at herself in the mirror. She winked at herself and felt a surge of excitement in her stomach as she thought again about Beth. How beautiful it would be to establish something beyond their present relationship ... all of them, Jim and Paul included.
Across the street, Jim sat with his two children in their basement playroom; Beth was upstairs through prearrangement, and Paul looked apprehensively at his offspring as he opened with, "Look, you two-you know I've never been one for beating around the bush, and this is something that concerns all of us." He saw them exchange a guarded glance and he went on. "What I'm referring to is the other night ..." Judy's face went white and Tim grimaced. Paul smiled, stepped in here to check a noise and saw you two on the couch.
"Oh, Daddy!" Judy cried and buried her face in her hands.
"Hey ..." he said, still smiling as he drew her to him. "I'm not angry. I don't want either of you to think that. Do you understand?" Paul looked at his son and Tim nodded, afraid to trust his voice. Judy sobbed for a moment, then as the words penetrated, she looked up at him.
"You ... you're not mad?" she asked incredulously.
"Not in the least. If you two are going to experiment, I'd just as soon you did it with each other as with strangers." He saw the looks of confusion they shared and he continued; "Look, both your mother and I are fairly liberated sexually. That film you were watching the other night ..." He chuckled. "I've got a fortune tied up in the damn things!"
"Really?" Tim asked.
"A fortune ... " Paul repeated. "And from now on, they're yours. But it's something that can't get kicked around at school. Not unless you'd like to see your old dad in the pokey!"
"Oh, Daddy!" Judy exclaimed. "We'd never say anything to anyone. Would we, Tim?"
Tim blushed, for the moment his father had mentioned consent, he thought about Craig and his mother. "I ... I think there's something we'd better tell you, Dad ..." he said softly and glanced towards his sister for approval.
"Like what?" Paul questioned.
"Uh ... that film ... the one we were into the other night? It ... uh ... it belongs to Craig's mother ... Lisa Peters."
"She let you watch it?"
"Ummmm, not exactly, Daddy," Judy told him. "Tim sort of borrowed it, but last night we ... uh ... we went over to their place and we ... that is, we all ..." She sighed and blurted out, "We all had sex together."
Paul was a little stunned, but honesty had been the household tradition and he couldn't scold them now for being that way. "You ... you two and Lisa Peters?" he questioned and thought about the vivacious widow.
"And Craig ..." Tim added.
"Does she and Craig ... " Paul asked as he felt his prick rising beneath the short dressing robe he wore.
"Wow!" Judy exclaimed. "DO they ever! You wouldn't believe it. She gets all dressed up for him-crotchless panties, the works!"
Paul thought about it, and it seemed that they were both fairly accepting of the idea of Craig and his mother having sex. He cleared his throat then and asked, "That sort of brings me to the real reason I wanted to talk to both of you. Your mother and I have talked about this, but we thought we'd leave the decision up to you ..." As he spoke, he realized he still had his arm about Judy's waist and that she was leaning heavily against his thigh as he half sat, half leaned against the bar stool. He felt her smooth warm flesh beneath the blouse and skirt, and his prick twitched. "We know a lot of things ... about sex and we wondered if you two would like to ... that is, if you might want to ..." He shrugged uncomfortably. "Damnit! We'd like to share some real love with you!" Tim's mouth fell open. "You and Mom?"
Paul nodded and he felt his daughter's hand on his thigh. She rubbed it gently and told him, "I ... I think that would be absolutely beautiful, daddy ... really." She looked at her brother. "Remember what you said about wanting to make it with Mother?"
Tim blushed deeply and averted his gaze. " ... Judy ... you shouldn't ..." he stammered.
"Hey, Son-that's okay. I know your mother would like to teach you a few things. What about it?" Judy's hand went beneath the hem of his robe and touched his half-hard prick. She fondled it lightly, and as she did, his hand stole beneath the hem of her short skirt and he cupped her ass-cheek as she asked her brother, "Okay, big-shot, what's it going to be? Put up or shut up," and she squeezed her father's prick softly.
Tim gaped at his sister's bold caress of his father's prick. As he saw the bulge, then noticed his father's hand on Judy's ass, he thought again of his beautiful mother and he swallowed thickly. "Well ..." he said finally. "If it's okay with Mom." Both Judy and her father laughed at his blushing face.
Paul told them, "Look your mother and I have something planned for tonight ... but you can be a part of it if you'd like to." For the next few minutes, Paul outlined his plan and told them, too, of the scene he had arranged for Jim and him two daughters.
"Wow! Everybody's doing it!" Tim exclaimed as his father finished.
"SO it would seem-and we're the last to try. Shall we make up for some lost time tonight?"
"Right on" Judy told him.
"Count me in," Tim said, then asked, "What time do you want us back here?"
Paul smiled, "It shouldn't take too long for your mother and I to get things rolling. About an hour, I'd say. Just do like we discussed and I think everything will be all right."
The two Towne children agreed and took the basement stain two at a time to bump into their mother on the landing.
"What about it?" Beth asked apprehensively as she slid onto a stool beside her handsome husband.
"Your son would like to quote ball you unquote!" he told her and smiled.
"Oh, Jesus!" she said and felt a rush of excitement as she pictured Jim's strong young body naked in her arms. "Wha ... what about Judy?"
Paul pulled his robe back and exposed his gigantic hard-on. "I thought she was going to jack me off in front of her brother!"
Beth sighed deeply and said, "I need a drink!" Paul mixed them bath a drink and turned the lights low in the playroom. He had brought down several roles of particularly erotic film and already had one on the projector ready to be shown when they heard the upstairs door open and Val called out.
"Come on down!" Beth called back and sat on the couch. She was dressed only in silk stockings and a short dressing gown; her hair was done as was her makeup, and a casual observation would lead one to believe that she, as well as her husband, were m the last stage of dressing to go out.
Val bounced down the stairs happily and stopped as she saw the Townes still not dressed. Paul waved to her from the bar, then came around carrying fresh drinks for them all as Beth patted the divan and told her, "Take a load off your feet. The kids just left and we thought we'd relax a bit before we got dressed."
Val noticed the film on the projector, and wondered idly what was going on. Beth had made no mention of watching any movies before going to the club. She nodded and smiled as she sat don; Paul handed her a drink and smiled as he sat beside her. She noticed his robe fall open slightly as the front and his hairy thigh was exposed. A slight thrill went through her as Beth's knee touched her own and she held her glass high as she said, "Cheers."
Paul glanced at his wife and smiled; an imperceptible nod passed from one to the Other, and Beth lay her hand on Val's thigh as she said slowly, "I ... uh ... I took the liberty of telling Paul about our watching that movie the other day ..." She saw Val's face color hotly and she squeezed her thigh. "That's all right, Val. It's no big thing."
"The truth of the matter," Paul told her, "is that I have some really good porno and we thought we might look at a couple before we went to the club. We've plenty of time."
"I ... I really don't think ..." Val began to protest in embarrassment.
Beth nodded slightly and Paul twisted in the seat, killed the lights and started the projector. Bright light splashed on the screen before the trio, then the film began with the tide: DADDY'S GIRLS.
Val swallowed thickly as the scene began and depicted a richly furnished study. A man walked into the room, and Val was struck with his likeness to Paul-though older by perhaps ten years, he was handsome and his silver-gray hair looked a bit premature. He was dressed in silken pajamas and a dressing gown that hung to his knees. He crossed the worn and sat in the deep leather chair before the fireplace, then lifted a little silver bell and rang it.
The camera swung to the door again as a beautiful young maid in the traditional costume ushered in a pair of lovely young twins.
Val leaned forward in astonishment. The girls didn't look to be much over twelve years old, but from the sheer gowns they wore, it was apparent that their bodies were fully developed.
The man in the chair beckoned to them and the maid closed the door to stand quietly, her hands folded demurely in front of her. The two girls ran to the man and each of turn threw their arms about his neck and kissed him fully on the mouth. As they stood back a bit, their hands on his shoulders, he ran his hands down their backs until it reached their well-formed little butts and he patted them lightly. The girls giggled and as the man-apparently their father-rubbed their young asses, they leaned forward and kissed him again. As they did, his bands crept beneath their gowns and he began to fondle their naked butts. The camera zoomed in then as his hands crept between their naked legs and he began to stroke their naked young pussies lewdly. Each of the girls closed her eyes and leaned against him heavily; then the girl in his right arm leaned forward a bit and ran her hand beneath his dressing gown. In a moment she had freed his burgeoning prick. The other girl reached down then and closed her little hand over the bulbous head-and it was a handful for her. Her fingers curled about it and she could barely cover the knob with the palm of her hand.
The camera swept to the door to show the maid, and at first glance she had not moved. But as the camera stayed on her, one noticed that her hands had pulled up the hem of the short skirt she wore beneath the white lace apron and that she was naked beneath-also that she was stroking her heavily bearded pussy with her right hand.
Val watched the movie in lewd fascination. As the little girls began fondling their father's huge prick and he stroked their young cunts, she felt a wetness at her crotch and she licked her dry lips as the camera showed the maid obscenely fingering her pussy in plain sight of the others. Then she noticed ... Beth's hand had been on her thigh when the movie started. Now it had moved higher beneath her skirt and she felt the woman's fingers as they played lightly over her inner thighs all too near her pussy. She swallowed and danced to her right and what she saw took her breath!
Paul was sitting there beside her, his knee pressing hers and his robe opened to his waist. Standing up erectly was his naked prick, and as Val blinked, it twitched and jerked. She saw a shiny drop of fluid ooze from, the slitted knob. She blinked again as Paul nonchalantly leaned back and slipped his arm about her shoulder, then took bold of his prick in his right hand. Val could not believe her eyes as he boldly stroked his prick in plain sight of her and Beth.
She glanced to her left and was stunned to see that Beth had freed the belt at her waist and was sitting with her legs spread wide, lewdly stroking her own cunt just as the maid on the screen was doing. It was then that Val felt the woman's fingers move deftly between her legs and begin to rub the top of her slit as though she was totally unaware of what was going on. A chill ran through her body as the movie rolled on and her two neighbors sat fondling themselves-and her-for Paul's hand bad dropped over her left shoulder and the tips of his fingers were rubbing small circles across her stiffening nipple.
On the screen, the man had leaned back in the chair and the girl on his right had dropped to her knees and had opened his robe fully. She sat there as though praying, her small hands holding his huge dick while she licked it like an ice-cream cone. The other girl watched for a moment, then climbed onto the chair and stood with her feet on either side of the man's lap. She began lifting her gown. He opened his mouth and the girl moved to him, her hands on top of his head as she pressed her hairless young cunt into his face. The camera showed his tongue coming out of his mouth to lap her young pussy, then it went to the girl on the floor that had raised up and was taking the head of her father's prick into her mouth. It was so large it stretched her young mouth into an erotic oval and she could only get the head in. Then the man's hand lay atop her head and urged her down. Unbelievably, the girl inched more and more of the man's huge cock into her mouth until only the last two inches of the thick base remained. Then the maid crossed the room; her skirt tucked in about her waist and her cunt lewdly exposed. She stood behind the girl on the floor, and as the man pulled the other daughter to him and sucked her pussy strongly, the maid put both her hands on the girl's head and pushed down. The girl squeezed her eyes shut and stretched her mouth widely-and the rest of his great prick disappeared into her mouth.
Val was shaking inside. Her cunt was wet with juice, and Beth had managed to find her cunt through the thin material of her pantyhose and was stroking it gently. Then she felt Paul take hold of her hand and wrap it around his throbbing prick as the three of them watched the movie.
Val swallowed with excitement as she felt Paul's prick throbbing in her hot hand and she kicked off her shoes as Beth attempted to draw down the tight pantyhose she wore. As Beth pulled them down, Val excitedly lifted her skirt to expose her cunt. Immediately, Beth was on her knees before her, kissing, licking and fondling her legs.
Val quivered as Beth lifted one of her legs to the couch and turned her so that she was nearly lying in Paul's lap. Without hesitation, Val lowered her head and took the head of Paul's huge prick into her mouth as Beth nuzzled her cunt and began sucking her clit gently.
"Suck it, Val! Suck my prick!" Paul gasped as Val took half its length into her throat.
He shuddered as she pulled off to the head and licked it in a circular motion. He glanced to his left as his wife buried her face in their neighbor's pussy and he felt his bulging prick swallowed again as Val sucked his tool expertly.
"Suck it, you little cock-sucker' Eat my prick!" he told Val lewdly as his fingers groped at the catch of her dress.
Val felt her clothing being removed, but she was in such a total state of arousal, she welcomed the relief as she shed her dress, then the ball-bra. As Paul ran the tips of his fingers over her nipples, she chilled and groaned, trusting her hips upward as Beth lapped the cheeks of her ass. It was Val's first experience with sex with more than one partner and it excited her beyond all reason as she felt Paul's cock twitch inside her mouth and Beth's mouth on her pussy, tonguing her twat frantically.
Paul heard the door open behind them, but he did not turn around. His attention was already torn watching Val suck his cock and watching Beth lap her cunt.
Tim and Judy descended the stairs and stood staring at their parents in the midst of their orgy.
"Jesus!" Tim exclaimed. "Mom's going down on Mrs. Carter!"
Judy pulled her sweater over her head and dropped her short skirt as she replied, "And Daddy's getting some head."
The two young Townes moved forward as though drawn by magnets to the scene of sexual abandon. Judy paused next to her father and watched in fascination as Val sucked his prick deeply into her throat. She looked down and smiled nervously as he reached out and drew her naked young body to him, urged her down and closed his mouth over hers as his hand went between her legs to fondle the moist lips of her pussy. She felt his tongue enter her mouth just as his fingers spread her cunt-lips and one entered slightly.
"Oh, Daddy!" she said breathlessly as their lips parted. "I've wanted to do that for so long!" and she raised his other hand to her tit.
Paul just smiled at her, twisted a bit and pulled her to him. He inhaled the aroma of her young cunt, then nuzzled her gently as his hands cupped the full cheeks of her silken ass. Paul eased his tongue into his daughter's cunt and felt a chill go through her body as her hands went to his head and pulled him to her box.
Tim came out of his clothing and stood naked as he watched his father begin sucking his sister's aunt. He looked down as Val licked the length of Paul's prick and he saw her full, ripe tits jutting out from her body. He fell to his knees and lowered his head over her nearest tit and glanced at his mother as she sucked Val's pussy. He ran his hand between his mother's legs as he sucked the turgid nipple into his mouth, and he felt her hand go to his throbbing prick.
Beth saw her son licking and sucking Val's tit and felt his eager young hand as it stroked her aching pussy. She reached out, took hold of his prick and felt a thrill as his hot flesh responded to her gentle touch and jerked strongly. "Oh, Timmy ..." she said as she raised her wet face from between Vals thighs. Tim raised his head and saw the lustful look on his mother's face as she stroked his cock gently. Hesitantly, the teenage boy stood and watched with fascination as his mother took the entire length of his prick into her mouth and swirled her tongue around its pulsing head.
"Mom! Oh, Mom-yes! God, yes! That feels so bitchin'!" Tim told her as she licked the underside of his throbbing young cock.
Beth looked up at her son and she felt her body shake with emotion and excitement as she told him, "Fuck me, Timmy. Fuck your mother!"
Tim fell to his knees behind his mother and took in the fully rounded cheeks of her ass - as she began sucking Val's pussy again. He moved forward and ran his hands over her smooth, warm skin. As the head of his prick nudged the hairy wedge between her legs, she reached between, pinched the head of his prick, and then guided it into her wet, velvet channel.
Tim felt his mother's cunt open to him as he shoved forward with his hips. And as Tim buried his prick in his mother's clasping pussy, he looked down at her blonde head as it bobbed between Val's writhing legs. He shuddered as the realization came to him that he was actually fucking his very own mother and that she was pushing back against him and moaning as though he were actually pleasing her. He looked at his sister's face as their father sucked her cunt lewdly in the flickering light. She was moaning, too, and shaking her head from side to side as her father's hands went to her full, young boobs and began to squeeze the nipples.
"Oh, Daddy!" she cried out "Eat my pussy! Suck me! Suck me! Lick my clit! Uhhhhhhhlm! Yesssssus!" and she hunched her hips to him as he found her erect little clit and nibbled it with his lips and teeth.
Val felt herself coming and as she sucked more and more of Paul's prick into her throat, she felt it throb heavily and his body tense. Beth, too, felt the effects of her son's young prick as it thrust against her clit and made her body shake with desire. His hands slipped around her body and he bent forward to take hold of both her tits as he fucked her rapidly.
Tim knew he was coming and he could not hold back. He squeezed his mother's tile tightly as he felt that familiar warmth begin in the backs of his legs and make him tremble as he plunged all the way into his mother's sopping pussy and his balls slapped his eyes tightly shut as he felt the cum boiling up in his throbbing cock. The last thing he saw before he closed his eyes was his sister's mouth opening wide in a large, silent "0" as she caught her breath and her lovely young body shook spasmodically.
Judy cried out finally as the wave broke over her and her father's tongue brought on a nerve-shattering orgasm. Paul sucked his daughter's pussy-lips into his mouth as he felt her body shake and quiver against him. He ran his hands to her shaking ass and held her tightly as she told the world, "God' Yessssss! Suck me, Daddy! I'm commmming' I'M COMMMMMINNG!!"
It was at that moment that Paul felt his cum boil forth to splash against the roof of Val's sucking mouth and run down her throat as his prick shot off.
Val sucked him deeply, then pulled off to hold just the swollen head of his spurting prick as it gushed into her hot mouth and filled it with cum. She swallowed again and again and it seemed as through the contractions would never stop as her own legs began to quiver. She gasped for breath then as her cunt erupted and sent her juices into Beth's sucking mouth.
Beth sucked strongly as she felt her son's fingers dig into her tits. She knew he was about to dump his load of cum into her womb-the same womb that had carried him to life. She moaned loudly as her own orgasm broke down all restraints.
"Yes!" she cried loudly. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, you little mother fucker' Fuck your mommy!"
"Ughhhhnnnn! Ughhhnn!" Tim grunted as his prick exploded in his mother's spasming pussy and she shouted obscenely for him to fuck her. He gasped for breath as his prick jerked and shot its boiling load into her cunt.
Finally, they were exhausted. Judy sank to the floor between her father's widespread knees as Val sat up and Beth and Tim lay in each other's arms on the floor. Paul stroked his daughter's head and her hand went to his softened prick. As she stroked it gently, he told her, "That was beautiful ... I can't wait to get my prick into that tight little cunt of yours, baby."
Judy smiled up at her father and replied, "And I can't wait. It seems like I've done this a thousand times in my fantasies, but it wasn't as good." She shook her head. "When I saw Tim shoving his prick into Mom's cunt, I almost creamed!"
Val drew her breath deeply and felt suddenly alone. Father and daughter spoke easily and without shame, and on the floor, Tim was kissing his mother fully on the mouth as she lay back and let his hands roam over her tits and belly. Val closed her eyes momentarily and felt tears well up in her eyes. Before she even realized she was going to speak, the words spilled out of her mouth, "I ... I wish my family was here!" and she felt Paul's arm go around her to hold her gently.
They all rested quietly for a while. Then Paul got up and went to the bar to mix the adults a drink. When he glanced towards the couch, he saw Val still sitting morosely, her hands folded in her naked lap. He smiled and picked up the phone.
Judy crossed the room just as her father hung up the phone. She whispered something to him. Paul wore a concerned expression for a moment, then nodded finally and carried the drinks across the room Tim sat up and ran his hand up the back of Val's leg and smiled up at her.
"I ... I'd like to make it with you, Mrs. Car- Val." and he blushed heavily as the woman smiled and moved his hand to her cunt as she spread her legs for him.
"I think we'd all like to make it with each other ..." she said and swallowed thickly as Judy bounded across the room happily. Judy sank to the floor and took her mother into her arms and kissed her fully on the mouth as she ran her hand over the woman's stiffened nipples.
Again, Val felt the pang of loneliness inside her and she missed her husband and daughters even more. She watched as Paul sank to the floor to sit between his wife and daughter.
Val watched then as Tim built his nerve up enough to begin kissing her thighs, and she felt herself subtly aroused as his mouth came closer and closer to her pussy.
He looked up and told her, "I ... I've never done that before ... what Mom was doing to you."
"I would like you to." she told him in return. Tim rubbed his cheeks between her silken thighs as she stretched her legs wide and urged him on. He moved his arms around her legs from beneath and felt the curly hair of her pussy-mound tickle the tip of his nose. He sniffed, and the odor was so mild and sweet, he buried his face in her emit and began lapping her gash wildly.
Shocked at his eagerness, Val threw her legs up over his young shoulders and scooted down to meet his sucking mouth as the other three Townes watched the lewd display.
Judy began to stroke her father's prick then as he lay back, and Beth began kissing him, her tongue licking out to meet his.
"Think you could give your wife some head, mister?" Beth asked as she saw her daughter lean forward to take the head of her father's prick into her mouth and suck it deeply.
"Ohhhhhhh ... " Paul moaned as Judy sucked his cock wetly. "Yes ... yes, baby. Sit on my face!" he told his wife. Beth rolled over him and squatted obscenely across his chest, then lowered her cunt to his waiting mouth. Judy looked up and saw her mother sitting on her father's face. The sight suddenly aroused her, and as her father's prick grew in her hand and mouth, she knew she had to feel it inside her cunt. She climbed astride him and guided the huge shaft into her tight cunt.
"Uhhhhh ... so big!" she moaned as she forced her cunt down on his stiff prick and felt it stretch the lips of her pussy to slide deeply inside her hole.
She looked up and smiled as she saw two more people descending the stairs, a look of lustful awe on their bright faces. She licked her lips and writhed against her father's loins as she watched them undress and come closer.
Craig moved in front of Beth and when she opened her eyes to see a strange young prick of major proportions jutting out only inches from her mouth, she really didn't care who it belonged to. She merely reached out, wrapped her fingers around it and guided it into her mouth. Craig's mother, Lisa, saw Val writhing under Tim's working mouth and drew her breath deeply as she slid to the floor beside the boy and leaned over to suck his young prick into her mouth.
Fucking and sucking jointly, it was but a matter of a few minutes until the room was filled with the sounds of their unleashed passion. As their orgasms began to break over them, they seemed to cry out in unison. Tim felt his cum splash into Lisa's hot, sucking mouth at the same moment his friend, Craig, gushed his load into Beth's equally hot mouth. Paul cried out as his wife's cunt juice filled his mouth and his cock erupted in his daughter's tightly clasping cunt. On the couch, Val whined as Tim's tongue brought her off and she shuddered in the throes of orgasm. Finally, the room was quiet and Val opened her eyes and nearly fainted.
Standing before her, totally naked were her two daughters and her husband. He had his hands beneath their arms and in each hand he held a firm full tit.
"Jim" she exclaimed, swinging her legs over Tim's head and attempting to cover herself. Then she realized they were all smiling at her.
"We heard you wished we were here," Trish told her mother, then bent dawn and kissed the shocked woman on the lips. As she licked out with her tongue, Trish felt her mother's tit, and Val's hand closed about her daughter's as a thrill went through her body.
Tina moved to her, and Val felt her face covered with kisses as the girls ran their bands over her body at will. She blinked back sudden tears as Jim moved forward, his stiff prick sticking out from his hairy loins. "We hoped you wouldn't mind our coming." he told her and stroked his prick.
In answer, Val leaned forward and took the head of her husband's prick into her mouth and sucked it lovingly.
Lisa rolled over as Paul pulled her to him. He kissed her fully on the mouth as Beth spread her legs and kissed her wet cunt. "Welcome, neighbor ..." Paul told her and fondled her tits.
"Thank ..., thank you ..., thank you so much" Lisa told them sincerely.
Judy embracing while Tim shoved his head between Tina's legs and nibbled the insides of her thighs.
Paul shook his head. "Like father, like son. How about us old folks adjourning to the bar to take five."
All agreed and they left the five younger people in various stages of coupling on the couch and on the floor.
Trish was jacking Craig off as Judy knelt before him and licked the head of his prick. Tina and Tim were lying side by side in a sixty-nine position on the couch, wrapped tightly in each other's arms.
As Paul poured drinks for them all, he smiled as Jim took his wife in his arms and kissed her passionately. He gestured across the room. "And we've all thought they were so damned innocent!"
Lisa ran her hand over Beth's smooth ass as she pushed her cunt against her thigh and replied, "I'm beginning to wonder who's the guilty one when people talk about incest."
Jim smiled and looked across the room at his two beautiful young daughters, then made the comment, "Why does it have to be either? After all, it's by mutual consent."
"Try to tell that to a judge!" Paul said.
Beth looked from face to face and smiled. "Fuck the judges and as soon as I finish this, I'm going to join those beautiful, 'innocent' children of ours!"
"I don't think we need to vote on that!" Val said and stroked her husband's swollen prick as she wondered how it had all come about.
