The Pool Party By s19000 Chapter 12 (exhib, d/s, incest, M/f, F/f, f/f) Melodie and Amy stood on the pool deck watching Melodie's brother, Timmie, hump a man's cock. After Timmie came, he turned around slowly, showing the watching party guests the large wet spot on his purple spandex pants. He rubbed his penis through the cum-soaked fabric as he walked away. "That was hot," said Amy. "You ever do him?" "Never touched him." "He makes me want to do stuff, too." Amy rubbed her pussy with one hand and slid the other into Melodie's bikini, working her finger into Melodie's ass. A man and a woman saw what she was doing and stopped to watch. "Amy's got her finger up my ass," said Melodie to the couple, "and I know it's getting dirty." She brought Amy's finger to her mouth, licked it all over, and showed them the result. "All clean." "I don't think I could do that," said the woman. "People would pay to watch it, though," said the man. "Ever thought of becoming whores?" "Fuck," said Amy. She put her hands between her legs. "You'd pay to watch?" said the woman. "So would you, I bet," said the man. "I'd rather have her do me," said the woman, nodding at Amy. "I'd walk in, use her to make me cum, and leave. All she'd be is an anonymous mouth." Amy worked her cunt. "Oh fuck. A whore. Oh fuck." The woman laughed. "She likes the idea." "You could make money selling her," the man said to Melodie. "You don't have to pay me," said the woman. "Let's go fuck." They walked off. "Ah, god," said Amy. "I came." "Amy, the whore?" said Melodie. "You like that?" "I think about it in the middle of the night, being fucked by strangers who pay to use me. It always makes me cum." Amy worked her cunt. "You told me you were born so your brother would have someone to fuck." "I spread my legs whenever he wants it. He fucks me, and when he's done, he leaves. Being a whore would be like that, only more." "It would be hot to whore you out," said Melodie. "Let's do it." Amy stared at Melodie. "But we're together now, aren't we?" "Always, if I have anything to say about it," said Melodie, "but we both want to be as dirty as we can be and go so far we can never come back. It doesn't get much dirtier than selling each other. Another time, you could sell me. I think it would be hot." "I'd never be able to take it back, would I?" said Amy. "For the rest of my life, whenever I looked in a mirror, I'd see a whore looking back. I'd be dirtier than anyone I know. That's what I want. Do it. Whore me out." They went up to Melodie's room, and Melodie decided what Amy should wear. She chose short jeans cut-offs that barely covered Amy's pussy, and a sheer white shirt that buttoned up the front. Amy's small breasts pressed out against the fabric, revealing the circles of her nipples. Melodie handed Amy a black, lone-ranger style mask. "Wear this, too." "What for?" said Amy. "This won't keep people from recognizing me." "Yeah, but they'll be able to pretend they don't." Back outside, they walked across he pool deck. "Look," Amy whispered. "There's an old guy who's pretty hot. Maybe he'd pay to fuck me." "Quiet," said Melodie. "Right now, you're only a whore. I decide who fucks you." "Oh fuck," said Amy. Her hand went to her crotch. "And don't play with that. It belongs to the customers." "Oh fuck," said Amy again, but she let her hand drop back to her side. "Ah, I see some people who might pay to use you." Melodie pointed to a man and a woman sitting in lounge chairs by the side of the pool. She led Amy up to them and said, "Want to fuck?" They were Amy's parents. Amy's father, Larry, gave Melodie an appraising look. "Aren't you Leo's kid?" "Not me." Melodie nodded at Amy, who was standing just behind. "Her." "Oh fuck," muttered Amy, looking at her father and mother. "She's hot," said Larry, studying Amy's slender hips and small breasts. "She'll give it up, for the right price," said Melodie. "How much?" Amy felt a rush of arousal. Her father must recognize her, since her mask didn't really disguise anything, yet he was negotiating a price for her. "Five bucks a hole," said Melodie. "Mouth, ass, or cunt. Fifteen bucks if you want 'em all." Amy's father got up and walked around her, examining her from all sides. "Looks good, for a cheap whore." Amy shivered as her father inspected her. She saw his cock pushing out against his swim trunks. He was looking at her as a sexual object, and he wanted her! She felt excitement so intense she had to grab Melodie's shoulder to support herself. "What do you think, Dorothy?" Larry said to his wife, Amy's mother. "She is pretty hot," said Dorothy. "I might want to do her, myself. How much for that?" "Same price," said Melodie. "Five bucks per person, per hole." "So if I wanted her to eat me out, that would be five dollars over whatever Larry pays?" "Right." "What if I wanted her to eat both my cunt and my ass?" "That would only involve one of her holes, so it would just be the five." Amy listened to Melodie and her parents discuss how much it would cost to fuck her. She realized she wanted them to do it, and the realization made her feel she would do anything. "So it would be twenty dollars total," said Dorothy. "How do we know she's worth that much? I think we need to see what were getting." "I think so, too," said Larry. Amy wondered why Melodie was hesitating. Can't she tell my parents want to fuck me? Does she think I won't fuck them? They don't care who I am. All they care about is whether fucking me is worth twenty dollars. This is the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me. I need to show Melodie I want it. Amy stepped forward and put a hand on her hip, presenting herself to her parents. Melodie looked at her and said, "The customers want to see what they're buying. Show them your tits." Amy fumbled with the top button of her shirt. The looks of lust and anticipation on her parents' faces made her so hot she had trouble thinking. She unbuttoned the shirt and took it off, exposing her small breasts. She thought her nipples had never been so hard. "What do you think?" asked Melodie. "Very nice," said Larry. "What about her cunt?" said Dorothy. "Larry would be paying for that. Let's take a look." Without being told, Amy stepped out of her shorts. She liked the humiliation of being naked on the pool deck in front of her parents. Moisture from her pussy ran down her thigh. "Spread your legs," said Melodie. Amy did, and felt faint with arousal. "Shaved pussy," said Larry. "Nice." "And she wants it," said Dorothy, pointing to the dampness on Amy's leg. "Let's do it," said Larry. "Three holes for Larry and one for me," said Dorothy. Amy watched her mother take twenty dollars from her purse to pay for fucking her. "Should we go somewhere?" said Larry. Melodie pocketed the money. "Right here's fine with us." They're really going to do it, Amy thought. My parents are going to turn me into a whore, while people watch. Amy's mother pulled her father's swim trunks down, exposing his cock. It rested heavily on his thigh. "Larry likes to start off with some head. Tell her to get down here and suck." Amy didn't wait to be told. She went to her knees before her father, took his cock in her mouth, and slid her lips down its entire length. The head of the cock hit the back of her mouth, and she opened her throat to take it further in. "Holy fuck, I'm in her throat," said Larry. He grabbed his daughter's head and fucked her face. "Shit, I can't hold it," he said, pulling Amy's face hard against his body. "I'm cumming." Amy felt her father's cock pulse in her throat, but she barely tasted his cum, because his cock was too far inside her. There was scattered applause. "My god, she's great," Larry said to the people watching. "It's been a long time since I came that hard." Amy wasn't paying attention, because she was remembering a time when she was twelve years old. She had imagined walking naked into her parents' bedroom and climbing into their bed, so they could do whatever they wanted to her. She remembered how the thought made her masturbate in a frenzy. Now she wished she had done it. "You bought two more holes," said Dorothy. "Can you keep going?" Amy was still kneeling in front of her father, and he reached down and finger fucked her cunt. She thrust her hips forward to force the fingers in deeper. "She's hot as fuck," said Larry, "so I'm not going to have any problem. I'll to do her cunt next, unless you want her now." "I'll use her when you do her ass." Amy's head swam as her parents talked about who should fuck her next. They really don't care who I am, she thought. All they care about is which hole they're going to use. To them, I'm just a body with holes in it. Oh fuck, this is so good. Amy's father moved her to the lounge chair, positioned her on her back, spread her legs, and lifted her knees. She felt his body press down on her as his cock filled her. She locked her ankles over his back and worked herself on his cock. "God, she's a good fuck," said Larry. "I never thought she'd be this good." "She's probably wanted your cock for years," said Dorothy. Amy's parents watched as she fucked herself on her father's cock. "She always wants to cum," said Melodie. "Is it OK if she does it now?" "Sure," said Dorothy. "She's been showing off her body around the house and making sure we can hear her cum. I'd like to see what she looks like when she does it." "I want to see it, too," said Larry. "Show them," said Melodie. Amy pushed her feet down on the lounge chair and lifted her hips up. She jammed her cunt all the way onto her father's cock and fucked it. She moved her hips from side to side, up and down, and in circles. Her body tensed, and she wailed, "Oooohhhh fuuuuckkkk," as she came. "Oh fuck is right," said Larry. He flattened Amy on the lounge and banged his cock into her. Amy chanted aloud with each thrust of her father's cock, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." "She's such a cunt, anybody would want to cum in her," said Larry, but he pulled out. "But now I want her ass." He flipped his daughter over and spun her body around so her head faced the end of the lounge. "There's her mouth," he said to Amy's mother, who pushed her cunt onto Amy's face. Her father exposed her asshole and jammed his cock in. Amy didn't care what her parents did, because all she wanted was to be a good fuck. She moved her ass on her father's cock and ate her mother's cunt. "She really is good, isn't she?" said Dorothy. "Do my clit." Amy's mouth found her mother's clit, and she bit down on it. "Ah God, she's making me cum! OK, you cunt, now suck this." She pushed Amy's mouth down to her asshole. Amy used her mouth to worship her mother's ass. She was unable to think clearly, and all she wanted was to be as she was, a degraded object used for sex. She heard her mother say, "Deeper. Get all the way in there," and she pushed her tongue in as far as she could. She tasted the bitter tang of her mother's shit, and the harsh, forbidden flavor made her forget she was a person. Her darkest thoughts rose up from deep inside her. Amy entered a dream world of nastiness. She imagined crawling through the asshole in front of her, and all the way up the dark, constricted tunnel inside her mother, until she reached a place where her identity as Amy could be digested away. She felt her body transformed and compressed into a waste product, and she welcomed the change. No longer a person, what was left of her was pushed out of her mother's asshole, falling into a toilet. Her mother pushed a lever, and she was flushed away. Amy had an orgasm when she imagined herself as shit disappearing down a drain, gone forever and never missed. The sound of her father's voice pulled Amy back to reality. "I'm going to cum." "So am I," said her mother, and they came at the same time from using their daughter. They leaned forward above her body and kissed. After a moment, Dorothy pushed her daughter's face away. "God, what a slut. I sure don't want a daughter like this." "I don't know," said Larry, standing up. "She'd be pretty convenient when we get horny. I mean, she's a whore." Amy rolled over on her back and watched her parents put on their clothes. Her face was smeared with her mother's juices, and her father's cum leaked from her ass. Dorothy rummaged in her purse. "Here's a little tip for her," she said to Melodie, dropping a five-dollar bill on her daughter's stomach. "She's a hot piece of ass. Priced right, too." She gathered up her towel. "When she was younger, she'd hump the arms of the couch and play with herself at the dinner table. We knew she was going to be a whore, and now she is one. She's so nasty, though, that I don't want her in the house any more, so she's all yours. Don't bother bringing her back to us, unless she wants us to fuck her again." She walked away with Amy's father. They didn't look back at their daughter. Melodie got Amy back into her clothes and led her through the group of party guests who had gathered to watch her get fucked. Several of them called out to Melodie. "Hey, can I get a little of that?" "My wife likes to have her ass eaten, too." "I'd pay a lot more than twenty dollars." Melodie waved them off. Back in Melodie's room, Melodie put Amy down on the bed and took off her own clothes. She rolled Amy on her back, straddled her, and shuffled on her knees up to Amy's head. "While your parents did you, all I could think of was getting off. You wanted your father to fuck you, didn't you? I wish my father would fuck me, and my mother, too. I'm a cunt, just like you, so I think about things like that." Amy pushed Melodie back from her face and said, "Wait a minute." She had tears in her eyes. "Oh, damn, what am I doing?," said Melodie. "I can't control myself, I want you so badly. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Amy placed her finger on Melodie's lips to silence her. "No, it's all right," she said. "I want you to use me, just like my parents. Oh fuck, that was so hot, and they knew it was me." "Yeah. Right from the beginning." "They let me become a whore, anyway. They paid for me and used me, the same way they'd use any whore. And you know what? I loved it. I'd do it again in a minute, especially if they'd do even worse things to me. "But you must think I'm terrible. I was so excited when you said we should do things so low, so bad, we could never be normal people again, because that's exactly what I want. And I couldn't believe you wanted to do those things with me. "But you're a real person, and me, I'm nothing. I'm just a fuck piece for my parents and my brother and, oh god, for anybody who wants to fuck. You know what I imagined out there? I thought about being turned into shit and flushed down the toilet, and it made me cum. How could you ever want to be with someone like me? There's no way, is there?" Melodie shook her head. "How can you think something like that? First of all, you were so hot out there, you made me crazy. The only reason I held back was to make sure your parents didn't do physical damage to you." She pushed Amy's hair back from her face, bent down, and kissed her. "And second, I'll never, never want to leave you. It doesn't matter who you fuck, or how many, or how they degrade you. Why wouldn't I want to be with you? I have so many nasty things running around in my head, and they're so much worse than what you just did, it'll be hard for me to talk about them. But I want you to make me to tell you all of them, every single one. And then I want you to force me to do them. Don't let me back out, even though when other people see how I really am, they won't even want to know me. I won't care, if I have you. Never leave me." Amy felt her eyes well over. "I can't see why you want me, but I hope you do forever." Tears rolled down her face. "My parents threw me out, didn't they?" "They sure did, but only after they got tired of using you. Don't worry, though, because this can be your home from now on, if you want it to be. God, I want you with me so much. Live here with me." "Oh yes, please," said Amy, wiping her eyes. "To be with you all the time, I can't imagine it. If you let me, you can do anything you want to me, anytime you want to. You won't have to ask permission, either. Other people might need to ask, but not you. Never." Amy pulled Melodie's hips back to her face. "Fuck my face. Make me your sex toy and use me to cum as much as you want." "I really need to cum," said Melodie, "because I just watched the hottest, dirtiest, nastiest girl on the planet get fucked by her father, while her face was buried in her mother's ass, and I'm going fuck your face until I pass out." She humped Amy's face. She turned Amy's head to the side and fucked it again. She rolled Amy over on her stomach and fucked the back of her head. She turned Amy face up again and worked her asshole on Amy's mouth. She pissed in Amy's mouth and fucked her face while Amy swallowed. The whole time, Amy fucked herself with her hands. She came every time Melodie did. Exhausted, Melodie rolled off and collapsed full-length on the bed. Amy slid over, and they held each other. "Was that too much?" asked Melodie. "No," said Amy. "You should use me however you want, just like I said." "I'll use you a lot, then, but don't forget, you have to do things to me, too." Melodie licked Amy's face. "You taste good, but we have to clean up for when we tell my parents you're moving in." "Will they really let me?" "For sure. They know how perverted I am, and they're afraid I'll get myself in real trouble. By now, they've heard what you did with your parents, so they know you're just as bad as I am. They'll be glad to have you here, so I'm not out in an alley somewhere. You know what? Let's take a bath together. You should see the size of my bathtub." "You just pissed in my mouth. Can I piss on you?" "Oh yeah, I want you to. I've never been pissed on, and this is the perfect time, because I don't think I can cum even once more. That means I won't be turned on when you do it, so it'll feel really humiliating. Piss on my face, call me names, and treat me like dirt, but don't let me cum. It'll be so nasty."