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PART TWO OF TWO
WARNING!
The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy
involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially
unacceptable, and messy. Only mature adults with a
firm grasp on reality should venture further. This
story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story
should be taken seriously. Readers are cautioned not
to attempt any of these acts without professional
guidance and a net. If you are underage, hit the 'K'
key. Reading stories like this can make you go blind.
If you are a servant of the Lord, looking for sinners
to convert, study this story and memorize it. This
will help you recognize sinners when you see them.
Good luck, and avoid mirrors!
Phil Phantom
"The Reunion"
By: Phil Phantom
CONTINUED FROM PART 1
Just then, the bedroom door opened. We drew apart. Barbara
quickly adjusted her skirt. I sat back. Brad and Tommy scooted
free of the doorway. Jenny emerged first, still nude, followed
by Brent, also nude. He held her by the scruff of her neck in
his powerful left hand, guiding her toward us as the boys ran
ahead to view the spectacle from the front. Brent's semi-rigid,
wet cock dangled and swayed between his hairy muscled thighs with
each step. As he neared us, my eyes could not resist staring at
it. It was a magnificent piece of work, eight inches long and
thicker soft than mine was fully erect. The skin looked silky
smooth and he had a nicely formed little helmet. His balls were
enormous. I could not blame Jenny for falling under his spell.
Jenny looked like a fresh-fucked whore. Her hair was
sticking to her face. Her body glistened with sweat. Semen
poured from her raw gaping cunt and cascaded down her inner
thighs. The boys gawked at the mess Brent made of her pussy.
Brad, especially, enjoyed the sight, bending to peer between her
legs as they stopped before me. He said, "Wow, Uncle Brent
really fucked the shit out of Mom!"
Jenny was beyond embarrassment. In fact, she seemed to take
delight in her lewd exhibition. Brent had come to a halt beside
Barbara's chair, draping a heavy arm around her neck. The weight
pulled her head towards his crotch. Barbara stiffened at first,
but slowly relaxed. Her head went closer. Brent put his hand on
her head and guided it to his crotch. Her left cheek came to
rest on his pubic mat. Her nose hooked over the base of his
cock. Brent presented me with a bizarre spectacle and said, "You
stole my cunt twenty years ago, Shrimp. I'm willing to let that
slide. Jenny probably never told you that she gave me her twat.
I claim it and everything connected to it, including everything
that has emerged from it. That means your kids belong to me.
>From now on, they will call me Daddy, and they can call you
Arnold, Shrimp, or whatever pleases them. Furthermore, you get
no more free pussy from Jenny. She'll cost you one-hundred bucks
for a short time. Take it or leave it."
I nodded meekly. Brad laughed and said, "Hey, Barb, how
does it smell down there. That's Mom's nasty pussy juice you're
smelling."
Brent told Jenny to sit on the table and lie back. She
pleaded but complied. He made her draw her legs open and back,
then stepped over and motioned Brad in. Brad got between her
legs and followed Brent's finger. Brent urged him to look closer
and closer. When Brad's head was less than six inches from her
gaping cunt, Brent shoved his head in tight to her cunt, sealing
his face against her pussy. Jenny cried out. Brad struggled
uselessly. Brent taunted, "You show respect for your mother,
even if she is a whore, understand, boy?"
With that, he let go. Brad fell back on his ass, rising on
straight arms, his face smeared with semen and fuck juices. He
stared back at Brent in complete shock. Brent told me to kneel
between her legs. I got up and knelt. I knew what was coming.
He said, "Clean this bitch's twat and legs, Shrimp." I started
with the runs that were lowest on her calves and lapped up their
combined juices until I got to her pussy. Jenny got to an
upright posture to watch me eat her pussy. Since oral sex was
something we'd never done, it was quite a thrill for her. I did
my best to make it more thrilling.
Behind me, I could hear Brent instructing Barbara in giving
him head. Jenny kept glancing past me to the sight, growing more
excited with every lap of my tongue. The boys feasted their eyes
on the duel spectacle, going from one couple to the other, poking
their heads in for good views. I brought Jenny to a climax, gave
her a few good licks for good measure, then turned to watch
Barbara. She was on her knees with her mouth stuffed with
Brent's erect cock. It looked to be eleven inches long and as
thick as a child's forearm. She pumped the shaft with one hand
and cupped his balls with the other. Brad was beside her,
grinning with his face near hers. He looked up to Brent and
said, "Daddy, are you going to shoot off in her mouth and make
her swallow it?"
Brent pushed Barbara's head off with a sucking pop. Barbara
looked surprised. He lifted her to her feet and pushed her into
Brad's arms, saying, "Why don't you and Tommy take her into my
bedroom and tie her up for fucking. Be creative." He turned to
Jenny and said, "You go with them and supervise. I need to have
a little talk with hubby."
Jenny got down and followed them. Barbara kept glancing
back to me as Brad dragged her along. When they were out of
sight, Brent pulled up the chair Barbara had vacated. I took my
seat. He smiled, and said, "Look, Arnold. I know you're getting
off on this. Jenny told me of your little kink. Let's not
bullshit each other, okay?" I nodded.
"I won't be here long, three months, six months, tops. I've
volunteered for a special program sponsored by the UN. It
involves disarming land mines in third world countries. Those
nasty fuckers are everywhere by the tens of thousands. Little
kids are getting killed and maimed every day. I can't take
retirement. I've got no family, nothing much to live for. I
won't survive long doing that kind of work. It's a numbers game.
It's not if you fuck up, but when. I might last a year, maybe
two, but one day...BOOM, no more Brent. Don't give me those
phony sad eyes. I'm not looking for sympathy. If it matters to
you, I'll tell you what I want here."
We were interrupted by Brad. He ran into the dining room
and retrieved his mother's panties from the floor where Tommy
took them off. On the way back, he said, "She needs a gag."
Brent and I exchanged smiles. I said, "I don't understand,
Brent. Why would you do this?"
"It's personal. Let's just say I have a lot to atone for.
The point is, I want my last days here to be my best. I want to
experience everything sexual I've ever dreamed of, with the girl
I've always dreamed of. I also want to leave a kid or two
behind. She told you of my plans to knock her up. I plan to
knock Barbara up, too. Furthermore, I want those kids carried
full term. If you or anyone else interferes, there will be hell
to pay."
"Jenny is resigned to bear your kids, Brent. She even wants
Barbara involved. I won't interfere."
"Good, I didn't think you would. I'm going to leave you to
raise my kids, Arnold. I have two-hundred thousand dollars in
life insurance. I'm making Jenny the beneficiary. The UN will
add another hundred grand. I want my kids to know that I'm their
father. I want them christened, Hightower."
"We'll do that, Brent."
"You're a good man, Arnold. You realize of course, that I'm
going to use the shit out of your family for a while."
"You made that quite plain."
"I've just begun. You might get off on it; you might not.
It might get old. Don't be a hero, okay? Grin and bear it."
"I'll be okay. You haven't heard a complaint yet."
"No, but you haven't seen your little girl squirming on the
end of my dick, either. I have plans for that kid. You might
not like them."
"Don't be too sure."
"You interested in fucking her?"
"The thought has crossed my mind."
"Are you willing to pay two-hundred bucks a pop. I need
some mad money."
"That sounds reasonable to me. Just to keep peace in the
family, how about upping the price of Jenny to match it. We can
afford it."
Brent smiled, patted my shoulder, and said, "I always liked
you, Shrimp. Okay, it's two bills. Look, Jenny don't know about
the UN deal. She thinks I'm here to stay. She thinks she and
Barbara are going to be pumping out kids for years. Let's leave
her to think that, okay? She's getting off on the idea."
"Yes, I could tell."
"Well, they should have little Barbara all set. Want to
watch?"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Just for appearances, what say I have them strip you and
tie you to a chair?"
"Sounds kinky. I think they'd like that."
"All right, from now on, I'm treating you like dog meat. As
far as I'm concerned, we never had this conversation."
"I understand. Oh, and Brent, I really got off on cleaning
up after you."
"Yeah, it looked that way. You could act a little less
enthusiastic...you know, just for show."
"Yeah, right. Sorry. I'll try."
"You ever suck a guy off, Shrimp?"
"No, never."
"You will. Come on, maybe after I'm through pounding
Barbara's cunt, I'll set her on your pecker. See if you can't
work up a good hardon while you're watching."
"That will be no problem. She's hot for you, or couldn't
you tell."
"I noticed. She's just like her mother."
Brent shoved me through the door. I regained my balance and
saw what they'd done to Barbara. She was naked, tied spread
eagle to our bed. They'd placed two pillows under her ass. Brad
and Jenny were each tying a length of pantyhose to each of
Barbara's knees, drawing her knees out fully and tying the ends
to the bed frame. Jenny's panties had been stuffed in her mouth
and secured with nylon hose. Barbara struggled and strained at
her bonds, raising her sweating head to look about with eyes
bugged out. She was obviously having second thoughts about
losing her virginity. Brent propelled me to the foot of the bed.
We gazed on her wide open spread. Brent taunted, "Get a good
look at your virgin daughter, Shrimp. She won't be a virgin much
longer. Jenny, Brad, strip him and tie him to a chair. I don't
want him getting heroic once I get started."
Brad ran for the chair. Jenny came over and started
unbuttoning my shirt. While working, she whispered, "I'm sorry,
Arnold. You know I have to do this. I had a talk with Jenny.
She understands the situation. She's just nervous right now."
She drew off my shirt and pulled my undershirt over my head.
Brad returned with the chair and set it beside the bed by
Barbara's hips. Jenny removed my shoes, then dropped my pants
and shorts. I stepped free, naked. Brad led me to the chair and
tied my hands behind the chair back. He also tied my ankles to
the front legs. My dick started to stand as soon as Brent knelt
on the end of the bed.
The boys got on each side and watched Brent advance on his
knees, fisting his growing erection. Brent called Jenny over and
told her to guide his cock into Barbara's cunt. Jenny knelt
beside Barbara's left hip, took hold of Brent's cock, and aimed
the head at Barbara's open cunt. She ran the crown up through
our daughter's wet lips, then centered the head at her opening.
Brent gave a shove, Barbara groaned. He shoved harder, she
groaned louder. The head passed her inner ring of muscle tissue.
He paused to let her adjust. Jenny jacked his shaft and smoothed
her other hand over Barbara's lower abdomen, offering soothing
words. Barbara breathed in short shallow breathes, looking down
at her vulnerable spread, beads of sweat dotting her wrinkled
brow. My cock ached.
Brent lunged. Barbara squealed into her gag. He broke her
hymen and was in by half. He paused. Jenny stroked the
stretched lips surrounding Brent's cock. Brent took two more
inches and started a slow easy in and out sawing motion. Barbara
lathered quickly. Pink wetness appeared on his shaft. He took
deeper and longer strokes. Barbara's head flailed the mattress
as Brent continued to gain deeper penetration. Brent remained on
his knees to give everyone an unhindered view of his cock
entering Barbara's stretched pussy. Her pussy seemed to be
chewing on his meat, reluctant to let it withdraw. Her lips
clung tenaciously to his shiny shaft on the outstroke, and
puckered inward on the instroke. Brent had managed to insert all
but the last inch. He exclaimed, "Fuck! This is one tight pussy.
Hang in there, kid. Just one more inch to go."
Barbara shook her head wildly. Brent ignored her and
pressed in, grasping her hips for leverage. Amazingly, his cock
went in further. Two more attempts seated him fully. He stopped
to rest with their pubic hairs mashed together.
Throughout the fucking, Tommy kept looking at my dick. He
seemed as fascinated by it as Jenny and Brad were with the
fucking. When Brent took a break, Tommy eased off the bed and
sat on the floor between my knees, looking at my cock weeping
pre-cum. He reached out and touched it. My cock jerked. He
touched it again. When I made no comment, he wrapped his fingers
around the base and squeezed. Jenny looked over from behind him
and made a puzzled face. She tapped Brent to alert him. They
watched Tommy bring both hands to play on my pulsing meat. He
was soon jacking me off and moving his face in closer. From the
other side of the bed we heard Brad say, "Go ahead, Tommy, suck
Dad off. He likes sucking my cock. He's been doing it since he
was eight. Do him, Tommy; you know you want to."
Tommy needed no further encouragement. He got up over my
cock and engulfed the head, sucking hard and jacking fast. It
was all I needed. My cock exploded in his mouth. Tommy sucked
and swallowed like a pro, milking my cock of every last drop. I
was awed, so were they. He didn't want to stop; he was trying
for another. Jenny just shook her head with a smile. She
returned her attentions to their genitals. She dipped her head
and planted kisses near the juncture. Brent drew out all but the
head to allow her further access. Jenny used this freedom to get
her tongue down along where his shaft entered her pussy. She
laved the area of Barbara's pussy and managed to suck on our
daughter's clit.
Barbara had recovered significantly. Her head was up. She
watched her mother licking her stuffed cunt. I could see the
passion in her eyes. Gone was any sign of anxiety. The licking
obviously set well with her. She let out a pleasant moan every
time Jenny fastened on her clit. While this was going on, Brad
played with and sucked Barbara's 'B'-cup tits. Brent gradually
returned to a slow, steady, deep fucking of her cunt. Barbara
responded to the fucking this time. She had little freedom of
movement, but I could see her straining to meet his strokes. The
pace picked up. Jenny got a lick in here and there.
Brad had gotten off the bed and stripped. He returned to
kneel at Barbara's head, jacking off, aimed at her face. Barbara
watched with interest and hunger. She wanted at that six-inch
rod. Her muffled noise got Jenny's attention. When Jenny saw
what Brad was doing, she immediately abandoned Barbara's crotch.
She went up to Barbara's head on hands and knees. Her ass faced
me. I had a great view of Jenny's dripping, inflamed sex. She
took Brad's cock fully into her mouth, surprising him. She
sucked hard on the boy's cock, right over Barbara's face. Tommy
stopped sucking me to peer between his mother's legs. Inspired,
he reached over and entered her with a finger. Jenny wiggled her
rear. He pursed all fingers at her opening and shoved. His hand
went inside her well-oiled pussy. Jenny stiffened and groaned
around Brad's cock as Tommy began fist fucking her. I just sat
there, totally mesmerized by the transformation that had taken
place in my family members. It was as if a sex fairy waved a
magic wand and turned everyone into sex-starved maniacs.
Barbara was the first to climax, followed by Brad, then
Jenny. Brent paced himself, waiting until he had everyone's
attention. In a dramatic finale, with the others gathered at
Barbara's loins, he gripped her hips and pounded her cunt.
Barbara climaxed again as her cunt filled with sperm. Brent's
pumping made squishy, sucky noises as he continued thrusting.
Sperm and cunt juice whipped into a milky froth. He shuddered
and groaned out the last squirts then slowly eased out. Jenny
dived into the vacated space, gluing her face to Barbara's
gaping, drooling gash. She climbed over Barbara, positioning her
knees on the outside of Barbara's head. She stopped long enough
to tell Brad to remove Barbara's gag. He removed the gag and
Barbara lifted her face into her mother's cunt. The two went at
each other like practiced lesbians while we guys watched. Tommy
remarked, "Boy, they sure like each other's pussies, don't they?"
Brad said, "Man, this is great! I never thought I'd get to
see this."
We watched the two bring each other to several orgasms.
While they were engaged, Brent said, "All right you guys. I have
some rules to lay down. Nobody but me cums in their cunts,
understand?" Since he addressed me also, I nodded along. "In
fact, I don't want either of you boys even sticking your dicks in
a pussy. Shrimp, you can fuck pussy, but only with a condom, and
only after paying cash. By the way, I'm raising the price of
pussy to two hundred bucks. Both are them are too prime to go
for one bill." Jenny looked over and smiled with a wet face. I
returned a mock look of anger and frustration. This only made
her smile broaden. She returned to sucking pussy.
Brent went on, addressing the boys, "If you guys want off,
use their mouths or assholes. You can have those anytime you
want. Don't worry; they can't say no. If either one gives you
any shit, just let me know."
This bit of news spurned the girls on to greater excitement.
They attacked each other's cunts and both climaxed together.
After calming down, Jenny rolled free. Brent ordered Barbara
released. He picked her up and held her aloft, right over my
lap. Jenny held my stiff cock up as Brent lowered Barbara. She
faced me with her legs out wide and sank right over my seven-inch
dick. It was exquisite. Brent released her. They all gathered
around. Barbara sat still for a moment, looking into my face
with a self-satisfied smile. Brent ordered her not to move
unless I agreed to pay up. Barbara began at once to plead with
me to buy her. She said, "Oh, please give him the money, Arnold.
Your cock is just right. I love it! Please fuck me!"
I held out for show, making her plead all the harder. Jenny
soon joined in. She actually went for my wallet and took out two
one-hundred dollar bills, saying, "Say the word, Arnold."
I held out for several minutes, then nodded. Jenny handed
Brent the bills and Brent handed Barbara a condom, saying, "Put
this on him, then give him a ten minute ride. If he can't get
off in ten minutes, tough shit!" Barbara wasted no time. She
had me covered and mounted in seconds. I came after only three
minutes, but she remained for the full ten, riding my shrinking
dick.
The next three months were the greatest and most bizarre in
our lives. The sleeping situation worked out, since Jenny and
Brent always took at least one kid to bed with them and I slept
in the empty bed. Sex was a constant amusement at our home, with
everyone fucking everyone else. I spent five thousand dollars on
pussy in the first month. Both Jenny and Barbara got pregnant
that first month also. As soon as we knew for sure, their
pussies were made available to us. Brad loved fucking his mother
and gave her little respite. If he had had to pay, he would have
easily spent fifty-thousand dollars on Jenny alone. Luckily,
both were free to the boys. Tommy rarely availed himself of
pussy, preferring cock, mine or Brent's. He even took it up the
ass like a pro. Brent was with us for three months, then shipped
out without warning. My family was depressed by his departure.
I explained the situation.
In the spring of '93 we were blessed with two new family
members--Brent Hightower Jr. and Christa Hightower. Jenny gave
birth to the boy, Barbara had the girl. In April of '94, we got
a check for three-hundred thousand dollars. I placed the money
in a trust fund for Brent's children. A picture of a younger
Brent in his Green Beret uniform, receiving the Congressional
Medal of Honor from President Nixon, hangs over our mantle like a
shrine. A large binder contains hundreds of news clippings about
the work he did with the UN. He got what he wanted.
THE END
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