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 Family Sex Night By Perry Jones (pounder801@gmail.com)

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one.



   CHAPTER THREE



   On Friday night, Bob Preston picked up his daughter Linda at the train
station.



   Driving home, he pulled into a dark and secluded suburban street,
parking at the end of it, where there were no houses, only woods and
fields. Bob turned off the lights, but he left the motor running.  It was
frosty outside, but the car heater kept the interior as warm as toast. 
Linda sat on the passenger side of the front seat.  Her thick quilted coat
was unzipped and open, with her lush breasts thrusting against the front of
her tight sweater.



   She wore a skirt which reached down to her ankles, and flat-heeled brown
leather boots.  Her round face was smiling and rosy cheeked.  Bob reached
for his daughter as soon as he turned off the car lights.  Here in the
privacy of this quiet corner, he could welcome her home properly.  He told
her how much he missed her, and wrapped his arms around her in a loving
embrace which more properly would have belonged to a boyfriend rather than
a father.



   Linda responded eagerly.  She might have left home to go away to
college, but she was still her daddy's loving little girl.  Bob kissed
Linda right smack on her strawberry-red lips.  She parted those lips,
opening her mouth for his tongue, which slipped inside.  The middle aged
father passionately kissed his teen daughter.  Heat poured from the
outlets, but it didn't warm either of them half as much as each other's
bodies did.  Bob's tongue penetrated her mouth, gliding silkily against her
tongue.  Linda's daddy was a real good kisser, and she could happily have
necked with him for hours, and had.



   While he kissed her, he put his hand on her breast.  The bosom, wrapped
in the soft fluffy fabric of her sweater, yielded under his touch.  He
fondled her through the sweater, his kissing mouth still locked to hers. 
Her breath was warm and sweet.  Her long hair brushed his hot face.  He put
his hand on her leg, feeling the warmth of her thigh even through the thick
skirt she had worn during the long trip down from college.



   It was a cold moonless night, with pale stars in a black sky.  The car
rocked on its chassis when chill winds blew.  But the cold couldn't get
inside the car, which was lushly heated, in a warm climate which promoted
romance, and physical love.  Bob's cock and balls felt tingling, heavy. 
His cock jerked in his shorts, expanding spasmodically, growing as it
twitched and quivered.  Its growth was boosted to a raging erection when
Linda's shyly groping hands glided over his thighs and rested on the car
seat between his spread legs.



   Her pink fingers danced on his crotch.  His member surged into total
stiffness, bulging the crotch of his trousers with its size.  It was dark
in the car.  At this end of the street there were no lights, and what few
houses there were, were safely out of sight.  Bob pulled up his daughter's
skirt as he caressed her thighs.  He pulled the skirt up so that its hem
glided over the tops of her smooth pink thighs he saw the white bikini
panties which covered her pussy.  Curly dark pubic hairs, the top fringe of
her bush, peeped over the elastic waistband of her panties.



   Bob pulled his daughter's skirt up to her waist.  He stopped kissing her
only so he could take down those panties.  Linda, happy as could be,
kneaded the slabs of muscle at his shoulders.  She rubbed his face,
caressing its contours with her fingertips.  Bob hooked his fingers into
the waistband and tugged it down, uncovering the delicious vision of her
bush and her exquisite pussy lips.  The panties were rolled past the tops
of her thighs.  Linda lifted her lush bottom off the seat so her daddy
could take down her panties.  His eager hands stroked her soft flesh as he
pulled the panties past her knees.  She spread her knees to the sides after
the panties had fallen to her booted ankles.



   Her pussy was a rich, dusky pink color which glowed warmly under the
shade of the glossy, silken bush which covered her sex.  Linda's sighs came
faster when her father tenderly massaged her pussy, stroking it with his
fingers, coaxing rich secretions from inside her.  Linda slumped back into
the car seat, bracing her back against the door.  She pulled her sweater up
over her breasts.



   Today she wore a bra, and the mounds of her bosom strained the white
satin cups of the bra.  Her stiff nipples were pressing the satin.  She
reached behind her back, unhooking her bra.  She pulled the bra cups free
from her breasts.  Her nipples, no longer pressed and compressed by the bra
cups, rose into stiff points which jutted on the tips of her breasts.



   It was a big car, but it still was cramped for the lovers in the front
seat.  Bob grunted as he squirmed around, out from under the steering
wheel. He made free with his daughter's naked breasts, handling their
delicious softness, stroking and gently pinching their hard nipples.  He
put his hand on her polished thighs, which were smooth, sleek, and shone
whitely in the dimness of the car, where the only light was the soft
glowing illumination of the instrument panel on the dashboard.



   Linda let her legs fall open as wide as she could.  She rested one foot
on the floor.  Bob nuzzled her stiff-nippled breasts.  He held her breast
and ran his tongue tip over the hard nipple, whipping it.  It throbbed,
while Linda squealed and squirmed with excitement.  He kissed his way down
the tops of her breasts, over the nipples, along the smooth undersides. 
His tongue licked a wet line down her belly.



   He held his head over her crotch, over her pussy.  Linda ruffled his
hair and rubbed his shoulders, moaning all the while.  His face was poised
so closely over her pussy that his warm breath rustled through the glossy
dark hairs of her thick and splendid bush.  He took hold of her nubile
hips, her flesh warm and smooth against his moist palms.  He lowered his
mouth to kiss her between the legs.



   A sweet scent of natural musk rose up from her sex, perfume from her
fleshy flower.  His cock throbbed with each inhalation of her natural
aroma. He pressed his puckered lips against her pussy lips.  Linda moaned,
then sighed.  Her pussy lips quivered under his kisses.  His tongue licked
out, rolling over her pussy, tracing out the fleshy folds of her tender
slit, bringing heated blushes to her sighing face.



   His saliva soon coated her pussy lips.  He pressed his parted lips to
her labia, then lanced his tongue up inside her.  She was wet and dripping,
the moist heat of her membranes sliding against his tongue.  The taste of
her was fresh and sweet on his probing tongue.



   Linda leaned back as far as she could in the cramped car.  A hard bump
on the car door pressed against her, but that minor discomfort was washed
away by the waves of heated lust that her daddy's mouth was generating in
her dripping pussy.  Her juices were wet on his mouth and chin.  His lips
felt the quivering of her tender pussy lips.  Her slippery membranes pulsed
against his tongue.  He rolled his tongue tip to the top of her slit,
massaged her clitoris.



   Linda, moaning, rocked her hips, moving her pussy in response to the
caresses of his tongue.  The button of her clitoris glowed hotly.  Her rich
juices filled his mouth, smeared on his face.  His tongue burrowed under
the sheltering pussy lips at the top of her slit, to excite the clitoris.
Sweat made Linda's buttocks stick to the vinyl car seat.  She shoved her
pussy against her daddy's face, grinding her dripping sex against his
mouth. His swift tongue licked, lapped, rimmed, darted, aroused her to a
fever pitch.



   The car shook on its chassis, not from the buffeting winds, but from the
writhing of the daughter and father within.  Linda's stiff nipples cried
out for attention.  They were so hard that they ached with soreness.  She
pressed her hands on her breasts and fondled herself.  Linda toyed and
teased her nipples, while her daddy's mouth pleased her pussy.



   She clamped her hands over her breasts, so that their stiff pink nipples
jutted between her fingers.  She opened and closed her fingers, squeezing
the nipples.  She roughly pinched the nipples, but the sharp pain had much
pleasure in it, a clear intense sensation which cut through the steamy
erotic fog.  It was so humid with hot sex in the car that the windows were
beaded with moisture, like the glass walls of a hothouse.



   Bob knew just how to please his daughter.  After all, not only had he
been the first to fuck her, but he was the first to go down on her pussy,
too.  His darting tongue whipped her clitoris to orgasm.  As she climaxed,
Linda pressed her thighs against the face wedged between them.  She shook
and shivered as her orgasm ran its course.



   Bob's face was pressed hard against her pussy, against the sleek wet
pulsing membranes which glided like silk against his mouth.  Linda sighed
and sobbed from the force of her climax.  His mouth, pressed to her pussy,
felt the convulsions of orgasm which swept through her.  His mind drifted
back to the first night he had taken his daughter.



   Ellen was right there alongside him.  He doubted that he could have
broken the taboo line against incest, without his wife's eager support. 
But Ellen was just as eager to enjoy Linda as he was.  It was something
that the husband and wife had planned for a long time, having their
offspring join them in sex.  After all, nothing was more productive of
lifelong happiness than an active sexual life.  Ellen and Bob weren't going
to have their daughters taught the wrong things.



   For a young girl to give up her virginity is a major experience.  Why
take the chance that that first time, and all the other times after that,
might be clumsily handled by some awkward, horny boy who just wanted to get
in Linda's pants?  Ellen and Bob were determined that such a thing wouldn't
happen, not to their girls.  Sex would be part of the education of Linda
and Jane.



   Of course, the parents were equally guided by their own selfish lusts,
since Linda and Jane were a pair of delicious youngsters.  The husband and
wife didn't intend to throw pearls before swine, and leave Linda and Jane
to discover sex for themselves, with all the potential hazards that
entailed.



   No, Bob and Ellen would do the happy task themselves, and instruct their
offspring in the joys and thrills of sexual love and ecstasy.  Such was
their theory, and they acted upon it.  With the papers and TV news filled
with the shocking statistics on teen pregnancy, there was little time to
lose, and both girls were initiated into sex at a tender age.



   Linda, the oldest daughter, was the first.  She had been bedded by her
parents when she was in her early teens, only a year or so past puberty. 
At that time Jane had been a little girl, and Mark was a few years younger.
The two younger children were sent to visit their aunt on the big night.



   Linda at that time was sweet and shy.  Her round face was girlish,
softened with baby fat.  Her breasts were ripe mounds of flesh.  She had
always been a devoted daughter.  This was a family where there were lots of
displays of affection between parents and kids.  Linda had a shadowy idea
of what was going to happen to her.



   Young Linda had been proud that her parents were treating her like an
adult, and not like a kid anymore.  She trembled with excitement.  Ellen
had readied her daughter for the big night.  Linda was freshly bathed, with
her scrubbed smooth skin still flushed pink and warm from the bath.  Her
short hair was freshly shampooed and dried, and hung in bouncing waves
around her round, smiling face.



   Linda dressed in a pretty white lace nightie which her mom had bought
specially for the occasion.  Linda was thrilled to wear it.  Under her
mom's loving eye, Linda pulled on the garment, slipping her then-small and
budding breasts into the soft cups of the nightie.



   It was decorated with lots of darling little ribbons and bows and
frills. It was short-sleeved, with a lacy hem which fell to the middle of
her pink thighs.  Linda wore her hair in pigtails at that time, and Ellen
had tied both pigtails with white satin ribbon.  When she was done, she
hugged and kissed her daughter.



   She told Linda that she was the cutest little thing, pretty as a
picture, sweet as sugar.  She kept kissing and hugging Linda.  Linda
thought that her mom looked especially beautiful that night.  Ellen wore a
black satin slip with spaghetti-thin shoulder straps and black lace
trimmings at the throat and the hem, which reached the middle of her
thighs.



   When Linda was all dolled up, her mother took her by the hand and led
her into the big bedroom which the parents shared.  Daddy Bob Preston was
in the bed, wearing pajamas.  It was only eight o'clock, but the trio of
mother, daughter, and father was dressed for bed.



   The lights were low and intimate.  The sweet smell of fresh flowers,
bought from the florist by Daddy for this special occasion, perfumed the
bedroom.  The bed was big.  Daddy said he felt lonely, all by himself in
that big bed, and he needed his loving wife and darling daughter to share
it.  Linda climbed into bed.  The white sheets were fresh and clean.  Her
smooth pink flesh tingled where her bare limbs brushed over the sheets.



   Mom said that since this was a special night, Linda would get the first
of many special treats, to celebrate her coming of age, and newfound adult
status.  Linda drank champagne for the first time.  She laughed with
childish glee when the cork popped explosively from the bottle.  Mom got
into bed on the other side of the girl, so Linda was between her mother and
father.  The trio sat up in bed, sipping champagne.



   Linda giggled from the way that the bubbles tickled her nose.  The
champagne bubbled like soda pop, only it made her feel all warm and
tingling.  When the champagne was consumed, the real treats began.  Mom and
Daddy hugged and kissed Linda.  Linda lay back, her head resting on the
pillows, with her parents' eager faces hovering over her.  Speaking softly,
soothingly, they told Linda that she must always keep their secret and
reveal it to absolutely no one.



   Linda was cautioned against telling this even to her sister or brother.
This prohibition only thrilled Linda, since it set her apart from her
siblings, making her feel extra-special and knowing.  She had a good idea
of the mechanics of the lovemaking act she was no dummy but her knowledge
was mostly on the theoretical side.  She had enjoyed a few fumbling
attempts at love play with boys from school, but the farthest she had ever
gone was letting her best boyfriend touch her pussy.



   She shook with excitement.  Her hushed voice trembled with eagerness as
she gave her solemn promise to Mom and Daddy to never reveal family secrets
to outsiders.  Then Daddy kissed her.  He was gentle with her, but his
kisses made her senses swim, so that she felt like she might faint.  She
kissed him back, locking her red-lipped mouth on his, draping her skinny
bare arms over his back, her passions rising up in her.



   Daddy kissed her for a while, then Mom took over.  That was even
stranger than being kissed by her father.  After all, Linda had been kissed
by plenty of boys, but she had never been so lovingly and ardently kissed
by another female.  Mom's heavy breasts nuzzled Linda.  Daddy and Mom lay
on either side of the teen girl, their stroking hands roaming up and down
her thin form.



   Linda was lightheaded from the champagne, and the skilled caresses only
increased her erotic daze.  Her flesh was warm and sensitive.  Daddy was
hard between his legs, a thick impressive and somewhat scary bulge sticking
out in his groin.  Mom's nipples jutted like thumbs.  Daddy said that it
was time for all of them to get naked.  They were going to get as close as
a family could possibly be, and then some.



   Mom and Daddy sat Linda up in bed.  She shivered with excitement as her
parents' hands eased off her pretty nightie, leaving her naked.  Her pale
pink nipples jutted at the tips of her budding breasts.  It was a good
thing that she was on the bed.  Linda was so weak in the knees that she
doubted that she could ever have stood up.



   Easy, stroking hands, two pairs of them, Mom's and Daddy's, eased her
back down on the bed.  Linda felt all wet inside her tender slit.  Mom and
Daddy took off their garments, eagerly shucking them off and tossing them
to the floor.  Linda examined their naked flesh with minute curiosity.



   Mom and Daddy both had great bodies.  Linda had seen them in their
bathing suits, and sometimes in their underwear, and she had seen her
beautiful mother naked.  But she had never seen Daddy with all his clothes
off.  He was all male, with a powerful well conditioned body, taut and
trim. Linda stared with wide eyes at his rod of power.



   His stiff penis was a club of flesh with a wide swollen head.  Linda
looked away from it, blushing furiously, but quickly peaked.  Mom was all
naked, too.  Linda envied Mom her lush, fully developed breasts.  She hoped
and prayed that her small budding breasts would blossom into similarly
impressive mounds of flesh.  It seemed unlikely then, to her youthful
innocence.



   Mom's flesh was satin where it brushed Linda's.  Mom and Daddy were on
either side of the girl, kissing and caressing her.  Daddy lay on his side,
kissing and licking her small titties.  Her tiny stiff pink nipples shone
with his saliva.



   Daddy pressed his lips on her nipple, nibbling it.  Mom caressed her
daughter with long smooth strokes which glided down Linda's flanks.  Mom
put her hand between Linda's thin thighs, opening them to her touch.  Linda
had never been touched down there by another female.  Mom's first caresses
fell as lightly as feathers on Linda's delicate sex.  At that time.  Linda
was very lightly bushed, with a thin triangle of soft furry brown hair
which hardly veiled her thin, soft pussy lips.



   Linda soon moaned and.  gasped from the caresses between her legs.  The
combined effect of her mother's fondlings, and the stimulating way that
Daddy mouthed his darling daughter's budding breasts, made Linda melt into
a pool of pleasure.  In her erotic daze, Linda was only vaguely aware of
Mom moving down on the bed, positioning Linda's skinny legs, then lowering
her head between them.  Linda gasped when Mom kissed her little pussy.



   She was so startled by the sudden intense pleasure of Mom's velvety lips
gliding over her labia, that she sat up straight.  Daddy chuckled as he
eased his daughter back on the bed.  Mom kissed her daughter between the
legs, fastening her hot mouth on Linda's fragile pussy.  Linda's anxiety
vanished, swept away by the heated waves which Mom's lips and tongue sent
crashing through her.



   The tender teen had never known such pleasure.  Mom's tongue burrowed
inside her, tasting her juices, which were thin and fresh.  Mom lapped and
licked her daughter's pussy.  She massaged the clitoris with her tongue
tip, pressing her hands down on Linda's parted, flexing thighs.  Linda's
whole center was her pussy, which had formed a total organism with Mom's
mouth.  The room whirled; Linda's senses spun.  Linda shrieked' from the
most intense orgasm she had ever known in her young life.



   Linda whipped her head from side to side in ecstasy.  Her pussy was a
seething mass of pleasure.  She felt all hot and melting inside her slit.
Mom lifted her wet face from Linda's pussy.  The dear girl's thin bush and
pussy lips were soaked with saliva, which dripped on the sheets.  The
mouthing was only the opening act.  Daddy took his daughter's hand and
guided it to his groin, pressing it against his stiff cock.



   Linda whispered fearfully.  Daddy was so big, between his legs would she
be able to take him inside her virgin pussy?  Mom and Daddy kissed and
caressed her, calming her, soothing away her fears.  Linda was
apprehensive. Would it hurt, when her cherry was broken?  Some of the girls
in school said that it was really painful.



   Daddy promised that he would be as gentle as possible.  There would be
an instant of pain when her maidenhead was broken that couldn't be helped
but it wouldn't be too bad, and it would open the door to a lifetime of
sexual pleasure.  Linda shyly, softly said she was ready to give herself to
her daddy.



   Daddy used lubricant to make her defloration easier.  Mom rubbed the
sweet-smelling grease into Linda's pussy, on the lips, and inside, too,
smearing her membranes.  Daddy s erection was also greased with loving care
by Mom, so that the red club of flesh with the fat knobbed head shone with
lubricant.



   Daddy mounted Linda, keeping most of his weight on his elbows and knees
to avoid crushing his daughter.  His cock throbbed where it brushed her,
leaving shiny smears of lubricant on her smooth pink inner thighs.  Mom
pressed up against the girl, smoothing back her hair, fondling her.



   Daddy pressed the tip of his red, heated penis against her pussy.  The
cock tip, greased with lubricant, slid up and down the slit.  Daddy rubbed
his cock head against her pussy until her pussy lips were all warm and
quivering.  Then he pressed the cock head into her.  The wedge of his cock
head pushed apart her thin pussy lips, spreading them to the sides.  Sharp
sensations shot through her.



   Linda's tender membranes, which had never been thrilled by the touch of
a hard penis, were stretched to make room for Daddy's throbbing member.  As
the cock head pushed into her, Linda was breathless and gasping.  For an
instant she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go through with it. 
But she calmed herself and her fears.  The pain would pass, and she didn't
want to disappoint Daddy and Mom by acting like a big baby.  She cried out
when Daddy's cock head prodded her maidenhead.



   The moment of truth had come.  Linda writhed under Daddy, her long
skinny legs thrashing, her straining moaning face all pale.  Daddy and Mom
held her down while Daddy took hold of her hips and pushed deep.  There was
an awful instant of sharp splitting pain between her legs, as the
maidenhead resisted the assault of the thrusting penis.  The resistance was
short-lived.  The tender tissue which barred the door of her pussy was
battered down by the hard thrusting dick.


   To Be Continued