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 STRIP - Chapter Eight - CrossOverWARNING:The following story is for the
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* This is Chapter Eight of a multi-part Naked In School story.  The
characters:Father: Dick TreyshunMother: Cassi Fallopia(Second marriage for
each.)Son (his): Rod TreyshunDaughter (hers): Penny FallopiaBethany
Chaudri: Penny's best friend, hot for RodSandy: Cassi's best friendVenka
Chaudri: Bethany's fatherIndira Chaudri: Bethany's motherIn Chapter Seven,
Dick had a close call with consultant co-worker Bridget, who simulated sex
while watching a test of his database algorithm.  Then at home, Dick
watched in awe, unwilling to participate, as Penny got herself to orgasm
with a dildo.  Afterwards, she ran out of the house, fuming.  Anxious to
clear things up with Bridget but wanting a witness, Dick dragged Rod along
to Bridget's apartment, where she professed to be horny, away from her
fiancˇe for weeks at a time.  Rod substituted for reluctant Dad, much to
Bridget's pleasure, although she did give Dick a blowjob while fucking Rod
for a second time.This chapter picks up after Chapter Seven, following
Penny after she left her house in humiliation.  The first major scene
follows Penny.  The second scene stays with Dick.To carry the story
foreword with strong emotion, I change the Point Of View (POV) character in
different scenes.  A scene divider indicates scene changes and possible POV
changes as well.* * * * * * * * * * Just as Penny leaned on the doorbell of
Bethany's house, the door opened.  Bethany and her mother seemed to be
leaving."Pen, what are you doing here?" Penny hugged her best friend tight,
holding back tears.  "Oh Bet, Dad and I had a fight.  A big one.  I was
hoping I could spend some time at your place.  Maybe even sleeping
over?"Mrs.  Chaudri patted Penny's back.  "Of course, child.  You did the
same for Bethany when she and her father had words."Bethany, still in the
embrace, leaned her head back, to face her best friend.  "Why don't you
come with us?  There's a new outlet mall and Father says we've got carte
blanche to buy me a new wardrobe.  A conservative one, naturally."Mrs. 
Chaudri nodded, one of those parental acknowledgement nods.  "It is part of
their compromise."Penny's eyes were downcast.  Mrs.  Chaudri would probably
let her piggyback on Mr.  Chaudri 's generosity and buy some new clothes as
well, unconstrained by the conservative edict.  Somehow, that wasn't a
pleasant idea, after Penny's failed seduction of her father.  "I don't feel
much like shopping.""Must have been a bad fight.  Why don't you hang here
until we get back?  It shouldn't be too long.  How many long skirts do you
think they'll have on the racks anyway?" Bethany smiled."Thanks."The mother
and daughter shut the door behind them.  Penny hung her coat in the foyer
closet.  She took a moment to observe the spacious interior.  Usually she
and Bethany would bolt upstairs to her bedroom suite, consisting of two
connected rooms.  One had a bed and dressers, plus a walk-in closet almost
the size of Penny's and Rod's room.  The second room was a study, with a
huge desk and bookcases that filled one wall.Instead, Penny gave herself a
tour, wandering from room to room.  There seemed to be a separate room for
every function: an audio/video room with a television set the size of a
wall, a library room filled floor to ceiling with wood shelves containing
leather-bound books, and a glass atrium with a ceramic tile floor filled
with potted plants.The whistle of a kettle got Penny's attention.  She
walked through a vestibule into the kitchen.  Someone had put up a
porcelain red teakettle.  Almost on cue, Bethany's father walked in.  As
soon as he saw her, he looked away.  "Oh, Penelope." She hated her official
name.  "Hey, Mr.  Chaudri."He stared down at the kettle and a large brown
mug with a curvy body.  "My daughter has gone shopping with my wife.  You
must have missed them.""Nope.  I saw them leave.  I just need a place to
chill."Mr.  Chaudri raised his eyes to the ceiling.  "Oh, is the house too
warm for you?  I can adjust the thermostat down.""It's just an expression.
Someplace to hang, away from my family.""My, my.  I am sorry to hear that.
Oh yes.  Well, make yourself at home." He poured hot water from the kettle
over a metal ball on a chain.""That's cool.  My mom uses bags."Mr.  Chaudri
grunted a reply.  Penny watched him step carefully down a corridor leading
to even more rooms.  The brewed tea left an unfamiliar aroma behind.  She
had previously thought about having a talk with Bethany's dad about his
attitudes regarding STRIP.  Hadn't Bethany said he'd tried to file a
lawsuit or something?  Penny decided this was her opportunity.  She
followed the stone floor and the tea smell until she came to a room with an
open door.  Mr.  Chaudri was at an enormous desk, with stacks of papers
neatly placed at even intervals.  "Whatcha doing?"He didn't raise his face
from the papers in front of him.  "I am reviewing some briefings from my
work."What was wrong?  Penny thought she was dressed pretty hot.  "You
know, it's not very nice to not look at someone when you're talking to
them."Mr.  Chaudri shuffled papers on his desk, initialing the corners as
he went.  "I apologize, but I cannot look upon you."Penny had never met
anyone, male or female, who wouldn't take a second glance at her hot bod if
given the chance.  Whole stadiums full had the pleasure every weekend. 
"Why not?""It is the way you are dressed.  Too much of your body is
exposed."Boy, was he ever ancient and rude!  "Really?  Do you live in the
real world?""What do you mean?  Every person lives in the real world.  Your
question is silly." He licked his finger and turned the page."If you walk
down the street, you're going to see people dressed like this." She pushed
her shoulders back, to accentuate the point and her nipples behind the
fabric."Yes, of course.  And I would look elsewhere.  But I would not be in
this specific situation."A light bulb came on in Penny's head.  "Like,
alone?"His reply was an exhale.  "Precisely.""Its not a sin to look." Penny
wasn't going to share that her father had gone way beyond looking or even
touching with Bethany.  "You can't tell me you haven't looked at women on
the street, right?  Ones with tight tops and short skirts?" She was
describing herself.  Penny saw Mr.  Chaudri's eyes dart toward her, taking
a stolen glance."Perhaps, occasionally, when it couldn't be avoided.""Just
once, look at my face.  Not my body."Mr.  Chaudri tilted his chin up. 
Their eyes met.  "Was that so terrible?" she asked."No.  But it remains
difficult to prevent my eyes from wandering-" He slapped his arm across his
face, blocking his vision.Penny's curiosity overrode her better judgment.
She mustered the guts to ask, "Why did you make it so difficult for
Bethany, when she was invited into STRIP?"Mr.  Chaudri lifted a bundle of
papers, which helped block him from seeing Penny.  "To protect her.  She is
quite vulnerable.  I know where these things lead."Penny's father had been
vulnerable to Bethany's charms, not the other way around.  Reality was the
opposite of what Mr.  Chaudri thought, but Penny couldn't say a word.  He
seemed so sure.  "You know this, from experience?""Yes, as a matter of
fact." His lip quivered.Penny made a guess.  "Someone close to you had a
bad experience?"Mr.  Chaudri dropped the papers and pressed his face into
his hands.  "It was me!" Penny heard sobs.  Full blown crying by a grown
man?  "What happened?  It must have been terrible."Mr.  Chaudri did not
reply.  He was too busy weeping.Penny got up and stood next to her best
friend's father.  She put a hand on his shoulder, as a sign of support.  It
was awkward to comfort him while standing, so Penny sat in his lap and
hugged him.  At first he struggled, attempting to dislodge her.  His
efforts were ineffective because every time his hands touched her bare
skin, he pulled them back.  She hugged him tight, pressing his head against
her chest.  Penny's motives started out as selfless, but gradually she
realized how good it felt to hold him.  She stroked his back.  Even if he
wouldn't admit it, Mr.  Chaudri was getting excited.  Penny felt the lump
under her butt.  His crying wound down into stuttered breathing. 
"Better?"Mr.  Chaudri pulled away from the embrace, eyes still shut tight.
"I am trying to save Bethany from harmful situations." His chest shook as
he sighed.  "I'm so embarrassed.""Don't be.  You seemed to need a hug." She
pulled him back to her chest.He resisted.  "No, not that, although you must
get off my lap immediately."Penny was excited about getting Mr.  Chaudri
aroused.  Still, she stood up and immediately plopped down onto the desk,
directly in front of him.  "Okay?" In case he opened his eyes, Penny kept
her knees apart.He nodded.  "I have already told you too much.  Perhaps you
should wait upstairs in Bethany's room.  There are many things there to
keep you occupied."Penny thought about Bethany's matching purple dildo.  It
had given her some satisfaction, but nothing close to Rod's cock.  "I'd
rather stay down here with you.  Something is obviously bothering you, and
it's affecting you.  Bethany is my best friend, and she doesn't deserve
being punished because of something that happened to you."His dark face was
redder.  "I am not punishing her.  Precisely the opposite.  I mean for no
harm to come to my daughter." "Neither do I!  So maybe we can talk about
it? I mean, why you're doing what you do.  Because in their own way, your
actions are hurting Bethany.""I would never do that.""Then talk to me. 
Please, for Bethany's sake."Mr.  Chaudri's eyebrows danced.  "I have never
told the story to anyone, even my wife.  It is an embarrassment I will
never overcome.""Please?  You've had this bottled up inside for a long
time. You have to get it out." Penny surveyed his crotch.  Yes, definitely
an erection.  "Please, for your own good, and Bethany's?""All right, if you
insist." He took a deep breath and exhaled.  "In college, I was forced to
have sexual intercourse with a fellow student.""Wow!  But hey, if you were
forced, then it's not your fault.  Is that all?"His voice lowered to a
whisper.  "She became pregnant.  By me."Penny was shocked.  "What happened?
Did she get an abortion, or did she have the baby?""I never learned.  She
moved away, and I never heard from her.  I may have a son or daughter out
in the world that I have never met.  And ever since that incident, I have
had extreme difficulty having sexual relations."Since he had made Mrs. 
Chaudri pregnant, he wasn't a total loss in bed.  "You're just feeling
guilty, and that's giving you performance anxiety.  That's a topic they
covered in STRIP.  Rod told me all about it." Penny's father and brother
had no such malady, given their recent female conquests.Mr.  Chaudri
hummed. "So, my daughter has learned about this in the abstract? 
Unfortunately I live with it, in what you call the real world.""Yes, but
there are treatments." Penny made that up, to give Mr.  Chaudri some
hope."Really?  What is involved?" he asked.Penny didn't expect a direct
query.  She fell back to generalizations.  "Lots of men suffer from it. 
You just need a bit of confidence." Ironic, since that what STRIP gave
Bethany and Rod, despite Mr.  Chaudri's objection.  Penny invented a line
of reasoning.  "Do it right once, and you'll be cured." With me."I have
done it, perhaps not well, since that incident, and still I suffer.  The
memories-"This was Penny's opening, to get Mr.  Chaudri's penis into her
opening.  "An effective therapy has the patient - that's you - reliving the
incident, but taking alternative actions, to defeat the bad memories.  Are
you up for it?" Penny hoped that Mr.  Chaudri would keep it up.  She was
ready to play the coed he'd fucked in college.Mr.  Chaudri's sigh tossed
Penny's blond hair.  "I will start, but if I find the recounting too
difficult, I may end prematurely." He slumped back in the oversized leather
swivel chair.As long as that didn't include premature ejaculation.  "Go on.
I'll just sit here and listen."Mr.  Chaudri began his story in a flat
monotone.  "In college, I was not very social.  But in my senior year, when
I had given up hope of ever joining a social organization, I was invited to
a fraternity party by a classmate named Roger.  They were interested having
me join.  There was only the small matter of some initiation and I would be
able to wear the pin and perhaps even move into the house itself, if a
vacancy occurred."Something was fishy about this story.  Why would they
choose Mr.  Chaudri in his senior year?  "And you'd tried before?""Yes.  I
had been rejected many times, with different houses.  There was always some
excuse.  This one seemed to appreciate my intelligence and educational
diligence, clearly demonstrated by three years of outstanding results."The
crotch of Mr.  Chaudri's pants was standing out.  "Good for you.  So?""The
night before initiation there was a huge party.  There was much alcohol and
I was urged to circulate and meet as many individuals as I could. 
Strangers kept refilling my glass.""Had you ever drunk before?""Only wine,
with dinner at my parents.  All of the important students were there. 
Athletes.  Academic scholars.  Even a few professors.It was a very long
party.  It went on for hours.  I needed to lean against walls and furniture
to remain on my feet.  As I attempted to leave, they told me I needed to
participate in a fraternity tradition.  There were three young men and four
women.  They told me they required me for even teams.  I was escorted into
the basement.  We sat around an old mattress.  One of the young men
announced that we would be playing charades.""Sounds harmless." Where was
this going?"It was a variety called Strip Charades.  You know this
game?"Aha!  "I can guess.  Loser takes off a piece of clothes?""Correct. 
If no one guessed your phrase then you had to take off an article of
clothing.  And I seemed to pick impossible phrases.  Obscure quotes with
long words.  As you might expect, I was down to my boxer shorts very
quickly."Penny had a flash of inspiration.  "Do it.""What?""Take off your
clothes, just like that night.""That is outrageous!  Is it not enough that
I am talking to you about this episode in my life?  Do you really want me
to reenact it with you?""What about role play don't you understand?  It's
for your own good.  You've been living with this for a long time, and you
need to get past it." Penny changed her tone from chastising to mellow. 
"When I tell Bethany about something that happened to me, it reinforces the
feelings.  But, if I role play with her, then I get to correct the errors,
and I feel better." They'd never done that, but an example was necessary to
build Mr.  Chaudri's belief.  "So, what do you have to lose?  And you can
keep your eyes shut.  Maybe that'll help you remember-""I will have no
problem remembering.  It is burned into my mind like a branding iron burns
flesh." Mr.  Chaudri stood up.  "Are you sure this works for you.""Every
time." A big lie, but one that would soon put Bethany's Dad's cock inside
her.  Fair was fair.Mr.  Chaudri's took off his shirt slowly.  "I lost my
shirt first.""Nice chest hair.  All curly and thick.""Thank you." His hands
toyed with his belt buckle.  "Are you certain-""Yes!" Penny hadn't meant to
holler, but she was getting hornier by the minute.  Mr.  Chaudri let his
pants fall to the floor.  "Can you get them off yourself, or do you need
any help?""They seem to be tangled in my shoes.""No problem." Penny knelt
down to help.  In that position, she got a good look at the size of his
erection, pushing at the front of his boxers.  Not as big as Rod or her
father but big enough to enjoy.  She got back on his desk.  "Then
what?""When we were one article of clothing away from exposing ourselves,
we were informed about one of the rules.  Each team's weakest player had to
perform on the mattress.  I didn't understand what they meant.  Nudity nor
intimacy had never been mentioned, although my future fraternity brothers
were taking physical liberties with their female companions all over the
house.""They meant, have sex?  In front of everybody?" Penny's pussy
creamed at the thought."Precisely, except they called it a special joint
performance.  My team chose me for the logical reason that I'd been playing
terribly.  The other team picked a young woman in the same predicament.  I
recognized her from my advanced classes.  She was quite bright and healthy
academic competition for me, although very plain.  She hadn't even
attempted a guess during the whole game.""Did you think she was sexually
attractive?" Penny wondered if she turned him on."Not really, except for
one feature." Mr.  Chaudri coughed.  "She had had exceptionally hard
nipples."Penny lifted her shirt.  "Like these?" Mr.  Chaudri opened his
eyes and then snapped them shut.  "Oh my goodness!  Yes, almost exactly
like those."Penny smiled.  Perhaps seeing her naked would push Mr.  Chaudri
over the edge.  He cleared his throat, and then continued the story.  "They
led me and that young roman onto the mattress standing up.  We were told to
hug and then kiss.""Okay." She slid off the desk.  Papers skittered in all
directions, some falling to the floor.  Penny wrapped her arms around her
best friend's dad."Oh my.  You're doing what I said.""Right." She kissed
his lips but he wasn't not suspecting the engagement despite her warning.
"So what did she do?"She trembled in my arms.  I felt terrible.  And
nervous.""So, what if she had been more comfortable in your arms, nuzzling
close to you?""That would have been better.""Okay, so here's where we make
the first change." Penny held him close.  His chest hair tickled but his
erection held great promise for a fulfilling fuck.  "How does this
feel?""Oh, much better than that night.  But other conditions are
different. We have no audience, and I am more experienced."Maybe not so
much.  "Good, I'm glad to hear this is working for you.  What happened
next?""They forced me to suckle her breasts, as if I was a baby."Penny
pointed a breast at Mr.  Chaudri's face.  His lips tentatively touched the
nipple.  "Oooohhhhh yes!  Suck it harder."Mr.  Chaudri inhaled sharply, and
then pulled back.  "I should not have done that.""You did fine.  Better
than fine." Penny's pussy was even wetter, almost to the point of leaking
on his hardwood desk.  "So after that, what happened?""It soon became clear
that they expected us to perform sexual intercourse.""Really?"
Finally!"Yes! And there I was, uninformed about the process.""You were a
virgin?""Yes.  And I learned later, so was she.  My fraternity brothers and
her sorority sisters were taunting us, laughing at us.  When they had us
lay down, me over her, we were motionless.  One of the other women took
hold of my penis-""Hold on.  You still have your underwear on, and we have
to get in position.  You said lying down?  How about if you just move
closer to me?""All right."Penny tugged his boxers over his hips.  "Oh my
goodness.  You are seeing me in the nude."His cock was hard but smaller
than Penny desired.  Beggars couldn't be choosers.  If only her father had
fucked her, she wouldn't be here, seducing Mr.  Chaudri.  "And you could be
seeing me too, if you'd open your eyes.  Now, you were saying?""One of the
other women rubbed my penis until it became hard."Penny's fingers danced
along Mr.  Chaudri's cock before she took it in her hand.  "Just like
now.""I cannot believe you are touching me there." His legs shook.  "Oh,
that feels much good.  And one of the men inserted their finger in her
vagina.  She cried out, pleading to leave.""Then you should do that with
me. Here." She guided his hand between her thighs.  "Point one finger." He
complied.  Penny aimed it at her vagina and slid it between her wet labia.
"In and out."Mr.  Chaudri made awkward fucking motions with his finger. 
"Like this?"It wasn't very pleasant, but Penny couldn't ruin his spirits,
so close to their coupling.  "Yes, just like that.""The group was
relentless in their goading and taunting.  They were forcing two virgins to
have their first sexual encounter in public." "But you're not a virgin any
more?  I mean, you got Mrs.  Chaudri pregnant with Bethany?""Very true,
although-" He stopped the finger fuck but left his digit embedded in
Penny's pussy."What?" More secrets?"When we decided to have a child, I was
concerned about my sexual performance.  I am embarrassed to tell you, I
froze up.  I lay on the bed, covering my eyes.  Mrs.  Chaudri rode up and
down until I ejaculated.  Since then, we have not had sexual relations very
often.  Perhaps six times.""In like over eighteen years?" Damn, this guy
should be hornier than me.  "Well, this time, you're going to be the
aggressor.  There are no frat boys to help you out this time.""Help me to
do what?""Have sex with me, of course.""Oh no.  I cannot do that!  What
would your parents say if they found out?"My dad would say even swap.  "My
parents know I am sexually active." His cock was hard and the tip was red,
expanding and contracting in anticipation."So, you just have to let your
body do what it already knows how to do.  Besides, this is the crucial part
of the role play.""It is?"This adult was a dolt.  "Yes.  Scoot closer. 
That's right.  You should put it in, be in control.""Should I keep telling
you the story?"His cock was at the threshold.  "Huh?  Oh yeah, sure." As
long as it didn't get in the way of their fucking."Through no effort on my
part, I became embedded in her.""Closer.  That's right.  A little higher."
On his own, Mr.  Chaudri couldn't get his cock inside Penny, aiming it in
every wrong direction.  Penny carefully poked and nudged his penis until he
was on target.  "There!  Now put it in!"Mr.  Chaudri jerked his cock
forward, meeting Penny's labia, which easily separated.  The tip of his
cock nestled at her opening.  "Am I in?""Almost." Penny grabbed his hips
and pulled him closer.  His cock was hard enough that it didn't slip from
its target.  "Oooh, yes." It wasn't in deep, but over the threshold.  Now
fucking could start.  "Push a little deeper.""That time, my body went out
of control.  I writhed and jerked, sliding all over her.""Well, you won't
do that this time.  Move your hips slowly, forward and back, and establish
a rhythm."Mr.  Chaudri couldn't stop telling the story.  "She pleaded with
me, you understand, not to continue, but several hands held me down.  They
only allowed horizontal movement.  My penis had not only penetrated the
young woman but I was on the verge of something I'd never experienced.  My
first orgasm.""You stopped again.  Concentrate on you and me.  This is the
thing we have to change, right?""Yes, of course.  I am so sorry.  Forward
and back, you said?" Mr.  Chaudri's movements were hesitant and random, not
smooth like Penny's brother.  But Penny wasn't anywhere near satisfied. 
She needed more, much more, and she was going to force Mr.  Chaudri to
deliver.  She called cadence.  "Forward.  Back.  Forward.  Back."Mr. 
Chaudri did his best to match his movement to Penny's commands.  It was
better, but too mechanical.  Then, without warning, Mr.  Chaudri started
flailing, bouncing around between Penny's thighs.  It was just as he'd
described with his co-ed partner.  Penny tried to wrap her legs around his
waist, to control his movement but he was too strong.  Perhaps this was a
sexual ritual in his native country, a dance after which he'd fuck her
regular.Mr.  Chaudri opened his eyes wide, but they were unfocussed.  "I am
performing.  I am performing." His arms waved in the air, as if he was
trying out for her cheerleaders squad.  Her legs waved from side to side.
It was a miracle that he didn't slip out from her pussy altogether.  "I am
performingggg-"As he spread his legs, his torso dropped and his cock
slipped from Penny's vagina.  A blast of cum shot from his penis, over
Penny's head.  The next volley hit Penny's face, her chest, and several
shuffled stacks of papers still on the desk.  More spurts painted her chest
and arms.  He wasn't stopping.  His desk lamp and crystal paperweights got
a share of his juices.  The last shots fell on Penny's lower belly and his
leather chair, which had slid off to the side.What could she say that
wouldn't completely demoralize him?  "Wow!  That was really a lot of
jizz."Mr.  Chaudri eyes were tired and a bit melancholy.  He made no
acknowledgement that he was looking at his daughter's best friend, naked.
He backed into his leather chair, using it to prop himself up.  "I believe
both of us have learned important life lessons today.  For myself, I have
come to terms with the hazing that was my initiation.  And I acknowledge
that Bethany is becoming a woman who will one day have sex as a natural
part of her life."Too late.  My dad took care of her.  Too bad he won't
help me.  "Good.  Very good."Mr.  Chaudri posed with his arms crossed on
the backrest, his deflated cock dripping on the Oriental rug.  "What have
you learned?""Me?" Penny couldn't lie and tell him he was a good lay, even
though she had only one partner to compare him to.  "I've learned that I
don't need STRIP to get confidence." She's already learned that, but it was
a safe comment."That is certain.  Tell me the truth.  Has Bethany become a
better person from the STRIP program?"Certainly more confident and more
sexual.  "I think so.  Yeah.  Just look and you'll see it for yourself.""I
will do so.  I only hope that for her first time, she has someone who cares
for her, and is gentle."My dad did that.  "Someone that loves her like a
father?""Yes, precisely." His mouth opened wide.  "Wait.  You are not
suggesting that I-"Penny panicked.  "Oh no.  Of course not."Mr.  Chaudri
scratched his head.Did Mr.  Chaudri think I meant him?  Oh my God.  My
father won't fuck me but Bethany's stuck up conservative father is
considering it?  Damn!Mr.  Chaudri assessed the scene.  "Oh my goodness. 
We have made a terrible mess." He took a hard look at his watch.  "My wife
and daughter could return at any moment.  Please, put your clothes back
on."Penny's shirt and skirt were decorated with splotches of Mr.  Chaudri's
jizz.  "They're kind of messy.""Then put them in a zipper bag, from the
kitchen, and find some of Bethany's clothes to wear.  You can' t be naked
when they return.  Oh my goodness, not naked!" His eyes darted from her
breasts to her belly and then her pussy, exposed at the juncture of
widespread thighs.  "Oh my goodness.  You are naked!" He covered his eyes
again.Penny tried not to be insulted.  "Do you need help down here?""No, I
can care for this.  Besides, with a beautiful naked woman in my vicinity, I
might get ideas." An odd grin appeared on his face.At least he'd called
Penny beautiful.  Ideas?  Shit, Mrs.  Chaudri might get a surprise in bed
later that night.  Even Bethany might get a visit from her father, in an
unfatherly way, but not while Penny was there.  Damn, who was going to
satisfy her?Penny ran upstairs and plopped on Bethany's bed as the tears
began.  She'd been fucked by a father all right, but not her own.  * * * *
* * * * * * Dick sat on the futon, staring at an empty TV screen.  He was
hornier than the dickens.  If Penny had walked through the door, he might
have lost control and fucked her right there on the floor.  He might not
have even let her take off her jacket, just lifted her skirt and ripped her
panties off.  Sandy, his wife Cassi's best friend and a one-time sex
partner, had called to call it off.  She'd decided, a couple of days too
late, that Cassi's request that she "take care of Dick" meant looking in on
him, doing laundry or cooking, not fucking his brains out a few times a
week.  Maybe it was guilt, or her husband Arthur suddenly became bed
competent, but the reason was irrelevant.  She wouldn't be a pressure
release valve.  Had Bridget, the consultant, already packed up and left? 
She'd be good for a quickie, as long as he didn't bring Rod along.  God,
they were like rabbits in heat!A polite knock on the front door announced
the arrival of a visitor.  Penny would have opened the door herself, but
Dick rearranged his erection anyway, to be polite.  No one likes to be
greeted at the front door by a guy with tented pants.  He slid his erection
down one pants leg, but that meant extracting it from his jockeys.  The
knock persisted, but gently.  Probably a woman.  Dick tried to tell himself
that the visitor was just that, not a door-to-door sex partner.Dick opened
the door.  It was if Bethany had stepped into a time machine and sent her
25 years into the future.  "Mr.  Treyshun?  I'm Mrs.  Chaudri, Bethany's
mother."Dick's cock throbbed in his pants.  "Bethany?  Oh.  Please come
in."Mrs.  Chaudri stepped over the threshold, into Dick's lust palace. 
"Penny is at our place.  Evidently the two of you had words."Words like
fuck and sex.  At least I didn't share her bed.  "We're working through
some issues.""Not at the moment, I would assume." She pulled her jacket
down.  There was no hiding that she was a busty woman.  "I wanted you to
know she's welcome at our home as long as necessary.  You were kind enough
to let Bethany stay when she and her father suffered an argument about
STRIP."Kind enough to stay in his bed.  The memories of fucking Bethany
were fresh.  "That must have gotten resolved or at least livable." Dick
offered Mrs.  Chaudri a seat in the family room, on the futon.  He sat down
expecting her to use the far end.  Instead, she lowered herself next to
him. "She came home, but nothing was resolved.  STRIP is now a forbidden
topic." Mrs.  Chaudri crossed her legs.  Her high-buttoned brown jacket
didn't match the tight black pants.  "Bethany thinks the world of you.  We
just came back from a shopping trip during which she told me everything."In
profile, Mrs.  Chaudri's tits were mountains.  "Everything?" Dick swallowed
hard.  "Listen, I don't know what she accused me of-"Mrs.  Chaudri patted
his hand, except it was on his knee.  "It's all right.  I was quite
relieved that Bethany's first time was with someone she describes as caring
and gentle.  Lord knows how she'd feel about sex today if one of those
horny young men in school had taken first advantage.  Excepting your
darling son, of course."She wasn't angry?  Dick's heart thumped so loud it
drowned out his thoughts.  All he heard was the pounding beat, one that
could be a metronome for sex.  "Well, I'm relieved.  I thought you two
might take the news harder." He wanted to retract that last word as soon as
it passed his lips."Oh, Mr.  Chaudri doesn't know, and I intend to keep him
in the dark.  About many things." She uncrossed her legs but kept them
apart.  Her thighs were an ebony path leading to a forbidden zone."Is there
anything Penny needs?  I mean, that you could take to her?  Some clothes
perhaps?"She recrossed her legs.  The pants seemed terribly tight. 
"According to Bethany, the only thing Penny needs, or wants, they are
almost the same these days, is some physical attention from you.  The kind
you gifted Bethany."Dick folded his arms.  "That's just not going to
happen." He didn't appreciate her acceptance of his sexual activity with
her daughter.  "And I'll be ending my physical relationship with Bethany as
well." He'd been considering it, but with her mother beside him, the
decision was easier.  "I feel awful, with her and Rod considering
themselves a couple, and me taking her to bed-" Dick stopped.  Too much
detail."But she enjoys you so much.  She's afraid you won't want her
anymore after your wife returns.  You understand how devastating that could
be.  Why, she could slip back into her old self."Was she suggesting Dick
keep slipping it to her daughter, for emotional support?  "She's come a
long way since STRIP.  She won't backslide.""When will your wife return? 
Do you know?"Dick wrung his hands, which forced Mrs.  Chaudri to let go. 
"I haven't heard from Cassi.  She was really upset when she left.""Yes, I
know, about assisting Rod with STRIP.  That is certainly why Penny is being
so insistent.  She must view the situation as categorically unfair.  That
is another reason I am here."Bethany's mom knew way too much about their
personal sexual foibles.  "It is?""Yes.  You have had a priceless gift -
sexual access to my daughter.  There should be something our family
receives in return.  For balance."One possibility shot to the top of the
list.  "What, like arranging for your husband to have sex with Penny?" The
thought turned Dick's stomach."That, dear sir, will never happen.  He is
much too confused and uncertain to make any advances."Dick wondered if he'd
fall victim to Penny's forward advances.  "So what are you proposing?  You
and Rod?" He'd give her a ride, based on how he satisfied Bridget."The
thought crossed my mind, but I too have concerns, given Bethany's relation
with him.  No, I decided that you and I should strike up a sexual
relationship." Her hand returned to his thigh.Dick trembled.  She was
offering herself, just like Bethany had the first time.  His head cleared
for an instant.  "Now wait a minute.  I took advantage of Bethany, so how
is having sex with you any kind of compensation?""We are not speaking in
terms of compensation, dear man.  The virginity of my daughter was
priceless.  I am proposing a process by which one of my family members,
namely me, receives sexual satisfaction from one of yours, namely you." She
squeezed his thigh, inches from his cock."So what is it, you're not getting
that at home?""Mr.  Chaudri's attempts at sex have been pitiful ever since
we got married.  His attitudes about STRIP come from a deep anxiety about
even being naked in the same room with me, let alone the act itself.  I
practically had to rape him to become pregnant with Bethany.  Consider
yourself Rod's substitute when we are in bed together, and it will all make
sense."Giving Bethany pleasure and then adding her mother on top, so to
speak, didn't add up to balance.  They would both be getting and Dick would
be the only one giving.  No, Mr.  Chaudri fucking Cassi or Penny was a more
logical activity, except that was never going to happen.  "Let me think
about your generous offer." Dick couldn't take his eyes off her tits,
heaving under her jacket."We would be a good match.  I understand that you
have high sexual needs, and with your wife away, you are often in distress.
I have been in the same situation for many years.  Too many years.  My,
it's very warm in here." She unbuttoned the top three of her jacket.  "I
know that I am older than Bethany, and have lost much of my natural beauty,
but I hope you have it within your heart - she grabbed his erection in his
pants - and offer me your attention.  I am more than ready for it."The
house may have been warm, but Mrs.  Chaudri was hot.  Dick was more than
aroused, even before she exposed her cleavage or took his penis in hand. 
Mrs.  Chaudri was a voluptuous woman, and enough of a Bethany look-alike
that he was prepared physically.  But could he actually do it?  Cassi was
who knows where, and with who?  Sandy had called it off.  Bridget was gone.
Dick wanted to wean himself away from Bethany, and Penny was off limits. 
Perhaps Mrs.  Chaudri was just what the doctors ordered.  Drs.  Johnson the
sex researchers, that is.  Dick couldn't help himself.  He slid his flat
hand into her open jacket.  Her blouse was scoop-necked.  His palm rested
on bare flesh above the neckline.  Mrs.  Chaudri slapped her hands to her
chest, trapping Dick's.  "Mr.  Treyshun!  Really!""Your breasts are bigger
than Bethany's aren't they?""Yes, a full cup size.  She said you really
enjoyed hers.  I met your wife once, at a school function.  She is not
excessively built, is she?  Perhaps that's why-"Dick barely listened as he
worked at the remaining buttons.  "Please!  You are moving much too fast."
She grasped his arms, to no avail.  With Mrs.  Chaudri's jacket open, her
shirt and black lace bra were exposed.  Dick attempted to slide his hand
into the bra, to caress the voluminous breast tissue yearning to be
released from bondage.  "Not yet.  Please, they are not perky like
Bethany's." Dick leaned over and buried his face between her supported
tits, squeezing them from both sides."I am pleased you find me attractive.
I want you to make me feel-""Feel how?  Wanted?" Dick felt energized.  He
snuck one hand down onto her thigh, fingers aimed at the inner surface. 
"Oh yes, I want you." He rubbed his face in her cleavage as best he could.
"I want them.  I want to suck your nipples." Dick heard himself blathering
on about what he would do once they were uncovered."You do seem fixated on
women's breasts." Mrs.  Chaudri stood, breaking his connection.  "Perhaps
we should go upstairs -"Dick stood and practical dragged Mrs.  Chaudri
after.  She stumbled on the stairs, losing her high heels on the steps.  In
the master bedroom, Dick stripped down to his underwear.  When he looked
up, Mrs.  Chaudri was still dressed, her jacket pulled shut and held closed
by one hand.  "What's the matter?""I am afraid I cannot go through with
this.  I am sorry."Dick felt naked in his t-shirt and jockeys.  He wanted
to shout, 'You come to my house, tell me you want sex, grab my cock and now
you say you've changed your mind?  What a tease!' Instead, he plopped down
on the edge of the bed and hung his head.  His cock wilted.  "Maybe you
should leave.""May I explain my fears?" Mrs.  Chaudri didn't move.  "Tell
me, do you have more than just sexual feelings for Bethany?" She took a
seat at the far end of the foot of the bed.  Dick's cock bucked at the
mention of Bethany's name.  "That's a tough question.  I've always thought
of her as a second daughter.  So even before we slept together, I had
feelings.  Why is this relevant to us?""Bethany has feelings for you,
beyond those of lust or sexuality.  You know this?"Dick nodded.  "I
suspected as much.""Now I can explain.  Bethany's feelings for you are
confusing her about her relationship with Rod.""Which is why she and I have
to stop." Dick sighed.  "Maybe those feelings transferred over when we
became lovers.  I love Bethany but I won't give up Cassi for her.""You see!
Your words expose you.  'I love Bethany.' There are emotions between you
two.  If the circumstances were different, and the ages a bit closer, you
might consider Bethany as a romantic interest."Dick's head was spinning. 
This was Bethany's mother, right?  "Not likely, given that I'm old enough
to be her father.""Stranger things happen.  You and I, we are closer in
age. I will stay happily married so long as, what do they call it, my itch
is scratched by a competent sexual substitute.  I am not looking for a
replacement for my husband Venka.  Does this make sense to you?""As much as
any of this swapping and incest has over the past week, yes.""I am afraid
that you and I will start as sexual partners but that feelings will arise
and further complicate the situation." Mrs.  Chaudri relaxed, which let her
jacket drift open.Dick considered taking an opportunity for
self-flagellation after she left.  "So if I understand, your issue is, can
we do this without emotion?  Without feelings?" Dick stood up, tempting her
with his hard cock peeking over the jockey elastic waistband.  "We can try.
Tell me, was Mr.  Chaudri your first?""Yes." She paused.  "But not my
only.""Really?  Tell me about that." Dick leaned against the tall
armoire."When I was pregnant with Bethany, my obstetrician had sexual
intercourse with me.  At my request.""Really?" Dick was shocked at her
admission.  She'd asked for sex outside her marriage before.Mrs.  Chaudri
hugged herself.  "I was exceptionally aroused.  My hormones were, how do
they say it, running wild.  My husband, normally afraid of sex, would not
do it for fear of interfering with the pregnancy.  I was desperate, you
understand."Dick stroked his chin.  "And was there any emotion
involved?""No, just an attempt on the doctor's part to relieve my sexual
stress."Dick hoped that his erect part would do the same.  "Why don't we
reenact that event?  You yourself said there was no emotion, just sex. 
Would that allay your anxiety?"Mrs.  Chaudri sat up straight.  The jacket
opened further, exposing her Grand Canyon cleavage between Rocky Mountain
breasts.  "It sounds logical.  How shall we proceed?""You be you, I'll be
the doctor.  Tell me what happened and we'll role play.""But there is one
big difference.  I am not pregnant now.""But you are in need of relieving
your sexual tension, just like back then.  So?  Tell me how it
happened.""When my husband refused, naturally I asked my obstetrician about
the opportunities at my regular checkup.  Perhaps there was something I
could do or some medicine to relieve me of my constantly aroused condition.
At the time I was on his examination table, my legs in stirrups.""Good. 
Scoot back and lay down." She did as requested.  "Now take off your panties
and spread your legs.""First, I should take off my jacket and top." She
pulled her arms from the sleeves, leaning forward, tempting Dick with her
chest.  She pulled the top over her head.  Dick's eyes bugged out as her
bra came into view."Your legs?"Mrs.  Chaudri crossed them.  "But that would
expose me.""Right, just like you were at his office.  How about this? 
Close your eyes and picture yourself at the doctor's office.  In fact, call
me 'Doctor.'""All right.  Doctor." Mrs.  Chaudri had her eyes shut as she
laid back and exposed her crotch."Your panties, please, so I can examine
you." She slid them up her thighs and over her knees.  'I'll get them,"
Dick said.  They came off one foot easily, catching on her toe on the
other. Dick moved closer.  "Now please keep your legs separated so I can
perform the exam.""Yes, Doctor."Mrs.  Chaudri's vaginal lips were puffy,
not like her daughter's.  It didn't take a finger to tell if she was wet.
Dick's sheets would need a washing after this encounter.  "Now Mrs. 
Chaudri, what seems to be the problem?""My hormones are driving me to
complete distraction.  I need a sexual release, and my husband refuses
because of the fetus."Dick licked his lips.  He'd had the daughter, and now
he'd have the mother.  "I can take care of that-"Mrs.  Chaudri's eyes
flashed open.  "That's not what happened.  He wanted to show me some
diagrams of how sex could be done safely.""Oh." Dick was embarrassed at
being so direct.  "Got it." Dick cleared his throat.  "I have a pamphlet
for you and your husband to study, with diagrams of how you can have safe
sex.""No amount of manuals will convince him that we can have sex safely.
Perhaps there are medications-""Certainly not.  Anything you ingest will
enter the baby's blood stream." Dick enjoyed playing doctor, even better
than back in high school."Then perhaps there is something you can do?"Dick
had erred by agreeing too fast.  Best to maintain some professionalism.  "I
don't know of any physical procedure-""Something personal?"Dick paused for
dramatic effect.  "Oh no!  Anything like that would be strictly prohibited
by ethics regulations.""But the stresses I'm feeling are having an adverse
affect on the baby.  I know they are.  Perhaps just a massage?"Dick was
unable to hold back any longer.  "Perhaps I could touch you.  With my
fingers?" He reached forward and ran a finger up her labia.  They were
inflamed, fat and red.  "Is this better?"Mrs.  Chaudri's hips rose to meet
his hand.  "Ooohhh, yes.  But please use two.  Two fingers.  Put them
in."Dick obliged.  Her labia separated easily, but when his thumb grazed
her clitoris, she clamped down.  His digits were stuck, unable to movie in
or out.  "What are you doing?""Oh, I didn't realize.  So sorry!  I've been
practicing kegel exercises, to try and keep my husband's penis inside on
the few opportunities he makes himself available for sex.  Otherwise, he
flails so badly, he pops out and I get no satisfaction.""Well, unless you
release me, I won't be able to help." Dick imagined the helpless doctor
with his cock trapped in Mrs.  Chaudri's pussy.  He almost laughed.  "Were
your pussy muscles this strong back then?""Oh no.  I've conditioned my
muscles only recently, over the last few years.  I have to concentrate to
maintain control.  Something you did triggered an involuntary response. 
Perhaps you touched somewhere-""Yep.  Your clitoris.  My fault.  I'll try
to be more careful." When Mrs.  Chaudri relaxed, Dick finger-fucked her. 
He avoided her clitoris like the plague, lest he get trapped again and lose
any physical or emotional momentum.  Her vagina was tight, despite having
had Bethany.  It must have been the kegeling.  When Mrs.  Chaudri's back
arched and a moan escaped from her diaphragm, Dick knew he'd given her a
release, exactly what she wanted.  "How was that?"She raised her head. 
"Marvelous!  Now, use your mouth."Dick jumped at the opportunity, although
he wondered if the doctor had gone down on her, or this was extemporaneous.
His tongue lapped at her natural juices, tasting much like her daughter. 
When his tongue probed deep, his nose bumped her clit.  Dick found his
tongue stuck in her pussy.  No amount of saliva was going to let it slide
to freedom.  "Leth me ott."Mrs.  Chaudri pulled his head from between her
thighs.  "Sorry.  You must be careful.""I was trying." Dick's cock hurt
from his erection.  "Did the good doctor administer his penis?""Oh yes,
very well.  He wasn't as large as you, and my stomach was bigger.  He only
penetrated a few inches.  Perhaps you could do the same?""I'd be
delighted." Dick scooted up, careful not to accidentally touch any trigger
zones on Mrs.  Chaudri's body.  Getting his cock trapped in her cunt
wouldn't be pleasant.  Fortunately, she only wanted a few inches.  Dick
placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy.  "Are you ready, Mrs. 
Chaudri?""Indira."Dick knew where he was supposed to put his prick."If you
are to penetrate me, you should use my first name.  Indira.""Of course."
Dick administered his penis to her pussy as she'd instructed, just a few
inches.  "How's this?"Mrs.  Chaudri grunted and groaned, shifting her
weight from side to side.  Dick really wanted to feel those tits, massage
them, squeeze them, suck those nipples, but there was no way to reach
behind her and unclasp her bra.  And she was too large in front to pull the
undergarment down.  He thrust half his cock in and out with great care.  A
dollop of saliva dropped from his lips to the valley between her breasts.
Her face turned dark red and she stiffened.  "Uuuuggggggg." She opened her
eyes, chest heaving.  "Yes.  Yes, that was precisely what I needed.  Thank
you so much."Dick sat back on his haunches, his cock wet and waving.  "Glad
you liked it.  So, is that what you did with the doctor?  Fingers, then
oral, and then half a fuck?""Yes.  Why, is there something else?" Dick's
cock waved above her outstretched body.  "Oh my!  You're still at
attention.""Did the doctor cum from what you did?""I don't recall.  But
I've been selfish, haven't I?  I've gotten relief but you are in a worse
situation than before.  And after all you've done for Bethany." She took
hold of his prick.  "What can I do to help?"Dick thought about asking for a
handjob, or maybe a blowjob.  But what he really wanted was to fuck Mrs. 
Chaudri with his entire cock, not just the first few inches.  He wanted to
spray his cum inside her, like he'd done with her daughter.  It would be
like fucking an adult Bethany.  "I'd like to finish having sex with you.""I
don't understand.  Didn't we just have sexual relations?""KInd of.  You
achieved orgasm, but I didn't.  Are you willing to do it again, for
me?""All right." Mrs.  Chaudri hesitated.  "What do I have to do?"Dick
wanted to be in control, including access to her bra clasp.  "Get up on
your hands and knees." Mrs.  Chaudri did as he asked.  "Now, I'm going to
put my penis back in you, but a little deeper." Over twice as deep.  "But
I'll take it slow.""Please do.  I haven't had sexual relations with anyone
as large as you.  Ever."Dick was overjoyed that he'd be plumbing virgin
territory.  He held Mrs.  Chaudri's hips as he slid back in.  He started at
the same depth of a few inches, gradually adding depth with each stroke. 
It was like boiling a frog, one degree at a time.  Mrs.  Chaudri's moaning
returned.  After a few minutes, he'd bottomed out.  "See, you've taken it
all." The tip of his cock was at her cervix, but he avoided pressing too
hard lest he give her any pain.  This needed to be pleasant for both of
them.  He dragged his cock in and out, being careful to keep an angle that
didn't accidentally rub her clit the wrong way.  "Are you always so
vigorous?  Bethany didn't share the details, just - just - jug - jug -" Her
words became sharp exhales.  After a few minutes, Mrs.  Chaudri was
grunting with each thrust.  His cock began to tingle.  This would be one
juicy cum.  But he wasn't going to let this opportunity pass without
fondling her breasts.  Holding them while he came would be a dream cum
true. He was just a few strokes from climax, and timing was critical.  He
didn't want an argument during his orgasm, which he felt was immanent.  As
gently as he could, he unclipped her bra.  She startled as the cups fell
away from her body.  "What are you doing?"He laid on her back, freeing his
hands to palpate those mounds of flesh.  "I can't help myself.  I want to
be holding your breasts when I cum." Just as he cupped the fronts of her
tits in his hands, trapping her nipples between her fingers, Mrs. 
Chaudri's vagina tightened around his cock, holding him captive.  She
shouted, "Oh, you mustn't cum inside me.  I am not using birth
control."Dick startled at her proclamation.  He tried to withdraw but her
pussy grip was a vice, and the friction of his attempt tickled his cock in
just the right way.  He slammed his hips forward without result and
whimpered as cum spurted into her tight warm cunt, directly at her
womb.Mrs. Chaudri screamed, either out of pleasure or terror.  Her cunt
throbbed and then slowly relaxed.  Dick released his grip of her tits and
fell back, his cock deflated.Mrs.  Chaudri turned around, touching her
vaginal opening.  "You ejaculated?  After I told you-""Yeah, right, you
told me just as I was about to cum.  Not really a fair warning.  I had no
idea you weren't using birth control.""With the infrequent sex with my
husband, I felt no need to introduce chemicals into my body." Mrs.  Chaudri
wore a strange smile.  "But it is too late now.  Hopefully, it is not the
right time."A dark cloud hung over Dick's successful sex romp with
Bethany's mother.  Why did she come to me for sex, and not provide
protection?  Maybe she subconsciously wanted to get pregnant. 
"Hopefully."Mrs.  Chaudri climbed off the bed.  Dick had his first look at
her fully naked body.  "You're very beautiful."She held her hands under her
breasts.  "They are not as pert and firm as they used to be." She bent over
to fetch her bra from the floor, where Dick had thrown it.  Her breasts
swung, pendulums of pulchritude.  Dick reached out and poked one finger in
her pussy.  "Are your vaginal lips always so puffy?""Only when I am
excited." She wiggled her hips."Then you're still excited now?" He pressed
his finger deeper.Mrs.  Chaudri squatted, opening herself up for probing.
She was still horny, and just wouldn't admit it.  "Or they haven't gone
down yet." She stood, removing herself from the impaled digit.Dick moved
closer, her nipples hard on large dark areolae.  Yes, they sagged quite a
bit, but they were still attractive to Dick, who massaged their bulk with
vigor.  Mrs.  Chaudri reached down between his legs.  Dick was hard again.
"Neither have you." Her eyes stared at his groin.  "Oh my goodness, you are
as big as Bethany said.""And you are more beautiful than you know." Dick
pressed against her, to feel her tits against his chest, his cock against
her belly.  He'd done the unthinkable and cum inside her.  But having this
grown up version of Bethany, nude before him, Dick was motivated.  Dick
wanted to skewer her, to plunge once more into the depths of her pussy. 
How frustrating that once hadn't been enough, and that she was vulnerable
to his semen.  "We can't do it again.  If we were lucky the first time,
we'd be daring fate.""Then let me slide my cock between your breasts."Mrs.
Chaudri knelt down, but the position didn't work.  She got back on the bed,
her arms open.  Dick straddled her chest, his erection between the wobbly
mounds.  Both of them pressed her tits together as Dick slid up and back.
"This is marvelous.""Did you do this with Bethany?" Her mouth was inches
away, but Dick didn't want a blowjob.  "Does it matter?""Only that this
might be a way of pleasing my daughter without intercourse.  As a way of
weaning her from you."So that Mrs.  Chaudri could have him all to herself?
"That probably won't work.""Why not?" Her eyes were wide,
expectant."Because, once I get aroused like this, there's only one thing I
want to do." Dick sat on edge of bed and directed her to sit on his lap,
facing him.  He pressed his face into her chest, savoring the feel of her
tits.  At last, the promise was fulfilled.  He sucked, rubbed, caressed,
licked, pinched and massaged them to his heart's desire.  Mrs.  Chaudri's
hands held the back of his head, ensuring there was sufficient
pressure.Dick held her tits aloft and sucked the nipples hard.  Mrs. 
Chaudri splayed her legs outside his thighs wide and relaxed.  Dick took
the opportunity to press his cock against her labia.  If this was the right
time of the month, then Mrs.  Chaudri had already been fertilized.  And if
it was the wrong time- "Nothing satisfies you, does it?" she asked."You
could, if we practiced-" Dick surprised himself.  Had he just suggested
they start an ongoing sexual relationship?He shyly slid his cock between
her labia, the same cameltoe procedure he'd performed on her daughter,
never letting his mouth off her nipple.  She bucked her hips, which drove
him through and in.  "You're doing it again?  Venka never did it twice
within the same month!"Mrs.  Chaudri bounced on his lap with renewed
energy. Dick reamed her pussy, with long quick thrusts.  She threw her hips
side to side and lifted her ass off his lap.  It was like she was riding a
bucking bronco, but Dick was not to be denied.  Her movement was
unpredictable, which made the fucking a lot more interesting.  And just
when Dick felt his sperm rising, he slid one hand down and flicked a finger
across her clit."Aaaahhhhhhh!" Mrs.  Chaudri threw her head back, pushing
her tits forward.  Her pussy clamped shut as his load erupted from his
cock. Dick pressed her close to his chest, her nipples like spikes.  "It
seems I can't get enough of you Chaudri women.""Now I see why Bethany is so
enamored with you.  You are kind and considerate, and the best sex partner
I've ever had." Mrs.  Chaudri kissed him hard, keeping her lips on his for
a long time."I thought there would be no emotion between us.  Isn't that
what you said?"Mrs.  Chaudri hugged Dick and kissed him again.  "I guess I
was wrong.  There needs to be some emotion or it is just fucking."Dick
startled at her first use of the word."Now, I must leave.  My husband and
daughter will be wondering what happened to me.  The stores closed hours
ago." She stood, cum dribbling down her thigh.  She dabbed at it with her
panties.Dick stood, his heavily exercised cock on display.  "So, will we be
getting together again?""I don't know.  Why, would you like to?"She was
being coy.  He knew she'd want another ride; it was only a matter of when.
"I just wanted to know if I should buy some condoms?"Mrs.  Chaudri smiled.
"Yes.  More than just a few." She pulled on her bra.  "Can you latch
me?"Dick closed the clasp.  Mrs.  Chaudri finished getting dressed while
Dick stayed naked.  "I'll let myself out." She kissed him again.  "What a
lovely man you are!"Dick fell backwards onto the bed.  Perhaps Mrs. 
Chaudri was his relief valve.  Her naked body and memories of Bethany were
a potent combination.  He rolled to the side, into a damp patch.  Shit, I'd
better strip the sheets.* * * * * * * * * * ### An Original H M Tale ###So,
Penny and Dick both got their share of the tawdry Chaudris.  Cassi is still
missing in action.  Rod and Bethany still haven't had sex, and Penny still
lusts for her father, who seems resolute in refusing her.  Complicated
enough for a few more chapters?Send me an email at
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