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Tessa knew her parents parties were important events for them,
and as she got older, she began to actually enjoy the chatter and
frivolity. She knew Jimmy was still at the stage where "old"
people were boring þ he usually spent most of the night up in their
shared bedroom. Although Tessa could empathize with her kid
brother, she still ignored most of his whining as the party
approached.
For Tessa, the party was a chance to meet her parents' friends
on a one-to-one basis. Some of them were very interesting and a
few were actually cute young bachelors who could present special
opportunities.
At dinner the evening before, Tessa had asked her parents if
they would mind Paula and Lisa coming to the party.
Susan hesitated, but Jack immediately said "Sure." Having
even more young sexy girls at the party couldn't hurt. Lately he
had found his daughter's friends very appealing.
Tessa had done herself up fully. She was wearing a pretty
summer dress with a white and pink floral pattern. She had even
gone to the trouble of tying baby's breath into her hair, which she
wore up.
So now, just an hour before the festivities were scheduled to
begin, Tessa was nervously flitting about, making sure that
everything was just perfect for the party. Lisa was going to be
there any minute, as she had offered to help get things ready.
Tessa's mom was in the shower; she had finished preparing the
snacks and setting out all the liquor and beer in trays of ice.
Her dad was lounging on the couch, reading a report from work.
Jimmy was nowhere to be found.
When Lisa arrived, she and Tessa went into the kitchen to
shoot the breeze. As was usually the case Lisa started off by
talking about a guy at school who currently held her attention.
"Have you seen Mark at school lately?" Lisa asked.
"No, why?"
"With his new haircut he actually looks pretty good."
"I think he's a tool. He's always staring at me."
"He's probably horny for you. I bet he jerks off in the guy's
washroom with a yearbook picture of you."
Tessa made a sour face and said, "Imagine that? I mean if
Mark was sitting on the toilet with a picture of one of us in one
hand and his hard dick in the other?"
Lisa looked off to one side, trying to imagine it. "Just
think about that little drop of juice at the top of his cock before
he cums. Then the fantastic gusher that would probably squirt
out."
"Do you think guys really do that at school? I've never
diddled anywhere but at home."
"Bullshit, Tessa," Lisa challenged playfully. "What about
that day we watched you taking a shower? You were working on your
pussy pretty good then."
Tessa blushed and pushed at her friend's shoulder. "Get lost.
I wasn't really doing anything serious. I was just teasing you
guys."
Lisa turned a little more serious. "Do you remember how Paula
shit on the floor that day? God, what a weirdo."
Tessa smiled. "Lighten up Lisa. I thought it was pretty
funny. And you ended up joining in on it anyway."
Lisa snapped into a grin. "Yeah. I guess it was kinda funny.
But it was weird. What if your boyfriend wanted to do something
like that? That would be gross."
"Yeah, but, if I really liked the guy, I'd probably do it."
Tessa thought back to her dream: Fatima's wicked impulses for
pissing, and how it had excited her.
Lisa and Tessa silently prepared the last of the decorations
for a while, and then Lisa shocked Tessa by saying, "Hey, have you
ever seen your dad naked?"
"What?"
"Have you ever seen your dad... naked?" Lisa was
concentrating on tying a bow with a length of ribbon, and she
didn't look up at Tessa.
"Yeah, but..." Tessa leaned over to look up into Lisa's eyes.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, I think he's kind of sexy."
"God, Lisa. You must be horny if you'd go for my dad."
"Not really. He's pretty good looking for an older guy. The
other day I had this fantasy about your dad coming up behind me and
just flipping up my skirt and throwing his cock into me. It was
wild."
Tessa shook her head and winced. "That's gross, Lisa."
"I bet you've even thought about your daddy doing something
naughty to you. Didn't you say something about that once?"
Tessa knew she had occasionally had nasty thoughts about her
father, but she tried to put them out of her mind as soon as they
came up. "I've never thought about him like that. Sometimes I
think about what my mom and him do... but that's it."
"You never dream about his hard dick and his load of daddy-
jizz?" Lisa was purposely teasing Tessa, but it was making both
the girls hot.
Paula arrived a few moments later, and the conversation once
again calmed down.
But then Lisa brought up the subject of Tessa's father with
Paula. "Oh come on, Paula, don't you think he's kinda hot?"
"Yeah, I guess, but its not like I'd rip off all my clothes
and beg him to fuck me or something," Paula responded.
"You guys are so gross. This is my dad we're talking about,"
said Tessa. "Why don't you get your gashes in a stew over someone
else."
Mr. Hughes walked into the kitchen to get more ice cubes for
his drink and left again. Lisa and Paula could hardly contain
their giggles until the kitchen door closed again.
Paula whispered to Lisa, but Tessa could hear her. "I think
I saw the outline of his dick against his pants."
"Wasn't it mouth-watering?" Lisa said.
Tessa got angry for a moment. "Shut the fuck up you guys.
You're being idiots." But the truth was that Tessa had seen the
outline of her father's penis against the leg of his thin cotton
pants too. She started thinking the nasty, kinky thoughts that she
sometimes did where her father was concerned.
The doorbell rang and the three girls piled to the gap in the
kitchen door to see who it was as Mr. Hughes answered it.
The woman at the door þ the first of the partygoers þ was a
beautiful young Hispanic wearing an ivory linen jacket and matching
skirt. As was sometimes the fashion these days, she simply wore a
creamy silk camisole under the suit jacket. She had matching cream
pumps on her feet. Her dark skin and flowing dark hair contrasted
strikingly with her clothes and all three of the girls felt a
slight pang of jealousy for the beauty and style of the young
woman, not much older than they were.
Then Tessa felt a wave of shock as the woman threw her arms
around her father and kissed him on the lips. Tessa also saw her
father's hands fall to the woman's ass and squeeze. Through the
crack between the door and its frame, the girls also heard snippets
of conversation:
"Well, Jack, I'm here for my lesson."
"Good... my wife's upstairs."
"You know that... if you don't watch it I'll..."
It was frustrating for the girls not to hear all of what was
said, but Tessa was already trying to sort out the fact that as her
father talked to this woman, his hands never left her ass.
They finally unlocked from each other and moved into the
living room, out of the girls' sight.
"Wow, Tess. Who was that?" asked Lisa.
"I don't know. A woman from Dad's office I guess."
"She was gorgeous. No wonder he couldn't keep his hands off
her," said Paula.
"Yeah. When he was squeezing her ass like that I was thinking
he must be getting kind of horny. And when she pulled away at the
end I was right... did you see it?"
"See what?" Tessa asked.
"Your dad's cock. It was hard and you could see it perfectly
in his pants," Lisa whispered excitedly.
Tessa rolled her eyes. "You're unbelievable. I just wish I
knew what's going on. Do you guys think my dad's boning her?"
Paula and Lisa looked serious for a second. "Would that piss
you off?" Lisa finally asked.
"I don't know."
"Well, I'd say he probably is. But I know my dad would do the
same thing if he was given the chance. Besides... it doesn't make
your dad a bad man. Who knows... your mom might even know about
it. Mine does," Paula confided.
As the night wore on and many of the guests began to
overindulge in Jack's bar stocks, Lisa, Paula, and Tessa continued
to whirl from guest to guest making sure everyone was having a good
time. Unfortunately, there was only one good-looking guy young
enough to hold their interest. Besides: they were much more
interested in watching the intriguing Miss Dupez at work.
Tessa's mom was involved in a very intense conversation with
her sister, Tessa's Aunt Pam. Jack took that opportunity to steal
away with Julia to the downstairs bathroom.
Tessa noted her father's manoeuvre. She saw that Lisa and
Paula were talking to the hunk from Mr. Wilson's hockey team, so
she stalked downstairs on her own.
From many of her childhood pranks that she had played on her
brother, Jimmy, she knew a way to see into all the rooms in the
basement... including the small two-piece bathroom down there.
When she saw that her father had taken Miss Dupez into the
bathroom right away, she snickered to herself and realized she was
definitely in for a show.
She went into the office that was adjacent to the bathroom and
closed the door behind her. Then she climbed up on the desk and
removed a ceiling tile. By poking her head up into the frame of
the ceiling, she could see down into the bathroom through a small
hole. Someone in the bathroom could look straight at the place
where the hole was and think it was part of the pattern on the
ceiling tiles. She could also hear everything clearly.
"So you little fucking slut, are you ready for a hot ass
reaming from old Jack?"
"God, Mr. Hughes, I've been thinking about it all week. I
gave myself a really good cleaning today, and I'm ready." Julia
was leaning back against the sink, her hips thrust out into Jack's
crotch and her palms flat against his chest.
"I should probably get you to blow me for a while first. Do
you think you're up for that?"
"You know I love the taste of your cock."
Jack moved closer to her. He kissed her deeply. "I have to
take a piss first. You wanna watch?"
Julia's eyes lit up. "Can I help?"
"What do you mean `help'?"
"I'll aim for you."
"Women don't know the first thing about how to piss standing
up."
Tessa was enthraled. She had never heard her father talk like
this before. Yet she had heard similar conversations amongst her
friends at school. And the part about the ass reaming made her
feel queasy inside as she thought about all the fantasies she
herself had had about getting a man to slide his cock up her ass.
Jack had unzipped his fly and Tessa watched as she saw her
dad's cock for the first time in years. Julia blocked the view
when she moved to help.
"I can hold it, can't I Mr. Hughes?"
"Go ahead. I'll probably piss all over the floor."
"So?" Julia giggled, "Your wife will clean it up won't she?"
Tessa bristled at that, but was even more shocked when her
father responded. "I think it's my daughter's turn to clean this
bathroom. I don't think she'll mind too much."
Why would her father say something like that? Tessa tried not
to fret about that question, but instead flipped her dress up over
her hips and slipped her right hand inside her panties. She
immediately felt the steamy wetness emanating from her cunt, and
started fiddling with her clit.
Jack started pissing. The stream that Julia was in charge of
aiming hit the toilet tank before she could redirect it into the
bowl. She was giggling and Jack was smirking at her ineptitude.
"I think I've got the hang of it now, Mr Hughes," Tessa
declared.
"Next time I think I'll piss in your mouth so we don't spill
so much."
Julia giggled again and Tessa was shocked at her father's
comment.
Julia said, "Have you ever actually done that, Mr. Hughes? I
mean not many girls I know would let a guy pee in their mouth."
Tessa watched her father's stream of piss dwindle to droplets
and waited for his response to Julia's question. How perverted was
her father anyway?
"You seem like the perfect little slut to get a mouthful of
piss, Julia. But forget about that. Someday you'll get the full
treatment, but tonight I'm just going to fuck you up the ass."
Once again Tessa quivered as she anticipated the display to
come. Her right hand was still working on her clit, and she
slipped her left hand down the back of her panties to touch her
asshole. With both holes being stimulated like that, Tessa could
hardly concentrate on the scene in the washroom below.
Her father had manhandled Julia into a position straddling the
piss-filled toilet bowl, leaning over. She placed her hands on the
top of the toilet tank for support.
"Go ahead, Mr. Hughes. I'm ready."
Jack tugged down her skirt and panties as far as they would go
þ which was only just below the top of her silky smooth thighs.
Tessa saw that her father's cock was stiff, covered all over
with veins. She admired the strength that his prick represented.
She knew that her mother must love getting fucked with that big
thick tool. Tessa realized she was getting horny for her father
just like Lisa and Paula.
The anticipation was almost unbearable. Tessa was waiting to
slide a finger up her own ass until her father slid his cock into
Julia's. To tide herself over, she vigorously rubbed the sopping
slit of her cunt, spreading the juices from her thighs to her
belly-button.
Her dad slapped Julia's buttcheek hard. The resounding smack
prompted a soft squeal from the woman. "Am I a bad girl for
letting you assfuck me, Mr. Hughes? Do I deserve a spanking for
being so naughty?"
"That's right. Just like I used to spank Tessa's bare ass
when she was younger." Jack smacked her again.
That was the second time her father had referred to her during
his romp with Julia. What was he really thinking about? Tessa
wondered.
Meanwhile, Susan and Pam had left the party as well, leaving
Paula and Lisa to act as hostesses.
After several drinks, Susan told Pam that she had a big secret
to tell her, and Pam said she had one too.
The sisters had gone upstairs to the bathroom to talk.
"Mom and Dad are coming in to town for a visit next month.
Did they write to tell you?" Pam asked.
"Nope. We haven't kept in touch very much since they moved.
I just realized the other day how much I miss them. But it's a
good thing I still have you around."
"Yeah.... you're a great sister." Pam smiled.
They hugged.
"We've always been really close, huh, sis?" Susan commented as
they slowly parted.
Pam felt an instant of guilt as she realized that she'd been
fucking around with Jack ever since the beginning of her sister's
marriage to him. "Yeah," she said finally.
"And you knew all about my wild days in college when the gang
called me the BJ Queen."
"Yeah," Pam said again, sitting down on the closed toilet.
"Well, lately Jack's been a bit of a prick and I was feeling
pretty fucked up about it." Susan crossed her arms over her
breasts, leaned against the wall in front of the toilet. Although
she was facing Pam, she looked off into space. "I guess I wasn't
thinking straight... hell I haven't been thinking straight for a
while. But I fooled around with Jimmy."
Susan had dropped the bomb quickly, and Pam struggled to try
to understand what she really meant. "Your son? What do you mean?
Fooled around?"
The older woman dipped her head in shame, but met her younger
sisters eyes on the way down. She gazed eye-to-eye as she said: "I
sucked him off."
Pam clapped her hand over her mouth in shock. "You blew your
own son? He's only twelve!"
"God, do you think I don't know that!?! I thought you'd be
able to lend some support. Fuck you anyway, Pam." Susan whirled
toward the door but Pam jumped up and grabbed her arm.
"Hey! It's a bit of a shock, but fuck... everything's okay.
I mean I've thought about doing it with young boys before too. And
I know how the thought of getting a hot dick in your mouth can
sometimes overshadow everything else." Pam was actually warming to
the idea very quickly, especially as she painted a vivid image in
her mind of Jimmy pumping into Susan's mouth. "Did you swallow his
cum?"
Susan was teary-eyed. "At first, that's all I did. He was
jerking off and I just couldn't resist the idea of tasting it."
"You mean you've done it more than once?" Pam pressed a hand
unconsciously at her groin. Susan noticed immediately.
"What's with you? Are you turned on or something?"
"Well," Pam hesitated. "I guess my cunt got in a bit of an
uproar when I started thinking about you doing it with Jimmy."
"My God, you're just as perverted as I am!" Susan declared
with a sudden smile.
Pam felt that now might be a good time to disclose her long
affair with Jack. Or would it? "Oh, I'm sure you're much sicker
than I am. But I do have a secret that's going to really fuck you
up. It's about me and Jack..." She let silence do its work.
Susan's face lit up with realization. "You and Jack have been
messing around? God... I guess I knew it all along. My own
sister... but I guess it's okay... he fucks some bitch at the
office and a few others around... I guess it's better to keep it in
the family."
Pam extended her arms to offer a hug. "I'm glad you don't
hate me. It took a long time for me to get up the nerve to tell
you."
"Yeah, well, my life is a total mess anyway. Having my sister
getting porked by my husband while I'm at home sucking on my son's
dick... it sounds like shit but it doesn't bother me as much as I
thought it would."
Pam smiled and completed the hug. She felt their breasts mash
together and she felt very close to her older sister. When they
broke the hug, Pam said: "You're right about Jack being a bit of a
prick lately, but he still gets me incredibly hot. I mean,
sometimes my pussy gets so wet I think I've pissed myself."
"Well, I admit I still love getting his cock all revved up.
I mean Jimmy's a real sweetheart, but Jack is... relentless. I
still plan to let him fuck my ass someday soon."
Pam winced. "Oooo." She flipped back her bangs and sat back
down on the toilet. "You know... he brought a friend of his over
to the store the other day... she had a real asshole fetish. She
couldn't get cornholed enough. Jack really loves to pump it up a
girl's ass doesn't he? Maybe we should give him a treat sometime.
But I still think I'll keep my virginity back there for a while."
Susan giggled. "Speaking of `back there', I have to take a
shit. Why don't you go in and visit Jimmy. I know he loves to see
his Auntie Pam. Do you think he'd get a thrill if you flashed him
a bit?"
Pam gulped. "Wow. It would be so fantastic to get the little
guy so worked up he just couldn't help himself. I think I'd like
that kid hammering away between my legs. Are you sure you wouldn't
mind?"
Susan kissed Pam on the cheek. "I've never let him do that to
me, but you can go ahead. I think we'll be sharing everything from
now on, sis. Go for it."
Pam frowned and wagged a finger at Susan. "Never say never,
sis." She winked as she left the bathroom.
Jimmy was sitting at his desk in his room thinking about how
great it was that he could get a blowjob pretty much whenever he
wanted one. Lately it had become so routine, when they were alone
in the house, Jimmy would just unzip his fly, take out his penis,
and present it to his mother like a prize. Unfailingly, she would
fall to her knees in front of him and start sucking. Eventually
Jimmy would pump a sizeable load of semen into his mother's mouth,
say thanks, then zip back up and run out to play.
With these complacent thoughts running through his mind, it
was quite a shock to have to act like a proper young nephew when
his aunt came knocking at his door during the party.
Aunt Pam had always fascinated Jimmy. He rarely saw her
except at Christmas and occasionally in the summer. Whenever he
did see her, he was captivated by her. She looked a little like
Mom, but was younger and a little more athletic-looking.
"Hi Jimmy," Pam said as she perched on the edge of his bed,
across from the desk. The short skirt she was wearing didn't allow
her to sit casually.
It was that same short skirt that attracted Jimmy's attention.
He had seen Pam wear this outfit before, but now, at this proximity
and given his newly acquired carnal knowledge, it was different.
He muttered a hello.
"So, you're still sharing a room with your big sister, huh?"
Pam looked around. "That must be tough. I bet it's hard to find
hiding places that your sister won't find, huh, Jimmy?"
"It's not so bad. I hide stuff that she never finds. Plus,
Tessa's hardly ever in here anyway."
"Would you tell me about your hiding spot?" Pam asked in a
whisper.
Jimmy shook his head. "No way. It wouldn't be secret anymore
if I told even one person. Nobody knows about it; not even Mom."
"Come on, Jimmy, tell your Aunt Pam. I promise I won't tell
anyone else." She moved off the edge of the bed and kneeled in
front of him on the floor. She settled her chin on his thigh and
looked pleadingly up at him.
He looked down and shook his head. "No way. I don't want
anybody snooping through my stuff."
Pam pouted. "You're not very nice to your Aunt Pam."
When she backed away slightly, looking dejected, Jimmy noticed
that he could see down her blouse. A lacy white bra covered her
nipples, but the expanse of creamy white flesh before that was
enough to keep his interest.
"I'll let you snoop through my stuff, Jimmy." Pam was smiling
again. "Any time you want, you can come over to my apartment."
"Oh sure," Jimmy scowled. "You don't want me hanging around
when you've got boyfriends over."
Pam grinned. "You're my nephew. If any of my boyfriends
don't like me to have my nephew for a visit, they won't be my
boyfriends for long. I'll even give you the key to my place so you
can go there even when I'm not home."
Jimmy was sneaking glances down her blouse, and he almost lost
his train of thought. "But... what if I walk in when you're... in
the shower or something and you don't hear me knock."
"Well," Pam leaned in again, obliterating Jimmy's view of her
cleavage, "I once had a boyfriend who would come in and I wouldn't
know he was there. Then, when I came out of the shower, I'd jump
like a shocked cat because I thought I had an intruder. You have
to knock on the bathroom door so I know you're there. Or better
yet," a wicked gleam lit her eyes, "open the door and tell me."
Pam rose to her feet and sacheted out of Jimmy's room, leaving
the youngster gaping in confusion. What a different Aunt Pam he
had just seen.
The following Monday, Susan took Jimmy to the doctor for the
physical he needed in order to be able to take swimming lessons.
Since they lived by the river, Susan and Jack had decided it would
be good for their kids to know how to swim. Tessa had excelled and
was now a certified lifeguard. But Jimmy had never really been
interested. Susan had talked to him one day about it and told him
he would be smart to know how to swim so that he could save her if
she ever needed saving. Given their new special intimacy, Jimmy
jumped at the idea.
"Jimmy," Susan said as she pulled the Ford into the parking
lot at the doctor's office, "if Dr. Ryan asks you about those
scratches on you bum, just say you were sitting on some rocks.
Don't tell him I gave them to you while I was sucking your cock,
okay?"
Jimmy shook his head. "Of course not, Mom. I know that."
"And when he gives your balls a squeeze, don't get all excited
like you do when I do it," Susan joked.
"I won't Mom. God, you'd think you were jealous of the doctor
or something."
Susan looked over at her son as she put the shifter into Park.
"You keep your cute little dick out of trouble and you can keep
putting it in my mouth. If not, well... I'll think of a punishment
that you really won't like." Susan smiled and kissed Jimmy. "Do
you want me to come in with you? Dr. Ryan thinks I'm kinda cute...
maybe he'll treat you extra nice if he knows you're my son."
"Do you think Dr. Ryan wants to do it with you, Mom?" Jimmy
squirmed around in the seat as he waited for a response.
"Maybe he does, honey. Do you want to find out? I think I
will go in with you."
Susan led Jimmy into the waiting room by the hand. A very
young-looking nurse was at the reception desk. "May I help you?"
"Yes, Jimmy has an appointment with Dr. Ryan for four
o'clock," Susan said.
"I'll tell him you're here."
The nurse busied herself with the phone and Susan directed
Jimmy to a seat. "You might as well have a seat, Jimmy."
Jimmy watched his mother as she leaned over the reception
desk. The jeans she was wearing were cut to accentuate her hips
and ass. Jimmy loved the way his mother looked like a young girl
from the back. Even from the front, she was beautiful enough to be
a model. When Susan stood and turned, her son noticed her perky
breasts under the white T-shirt she was wearing.
"Mom," Jimmy said, crooking his finger to beckon her over. He
whispered to her: "I can see your nipples through that shirt."
Susan smiled. "Maybe Dr. Ryan will notice too!" She giggled
and held her pointer finger up to her lips in a conspiratorial way.
"You really are kind of a slut, aren't you Mom?"
"Be quiet. You're not such a little angel yourself."
Jimmy smiled and looked up as the cute little nurse, whose
nametag said Nancy, came in to say that Dr. Ryan was ready to see
them.
"He'd like you to fill this cup first," Nancy said. "Have you
ever done this before?"
Jimmy looked dumbfounded, so Nancy smiled at Mrs. Hughes and
said, "Maybe you'd like to tell your son about the little cup, Mrs.
Hughes."
Susan turned Jimmy to face her and said, "I think the doctor
wants to do some tests, Jimmy. He'll want you to pee in the cup."
"Can you do that for me, Jimmy," the nurse asked.
Susan cut in. "I think Jimmy would do just about anything for
you, Nancy. Right Jimmy?"
Nancy blushed and Jimmy looked awkwardly down at the floor.
"Sure, Mom. I think Nurse Nancy is really nice."
"Then you'll pee in the cup for her?"
"Sure."
Nancy showed Jimmy to the small bathroom down the hall from
the waiting room.
Jimmy stopped at the door at gulped before he asked: "Can you
help me Nurse Nancy? I've never done this before." Behind them,
Jimmy's mother rolled her eyes, knowing what Jimmy was up to. But
she stayed quiet and watched.
"I think you know how to pee, Jimmy," Nancy said. "Just do it
into the cup."
Susan intervened. "I think my son just wants you to reassure
him. As a nurse, you're the one who knows what needs to be done."
Nancy shrugged. "Okay, Mrs. Hughes."
Jimmy grinned and followed Nancy into the small bathroom. He
could smell her light perfume as they stood just inches from each
other. The swelling front of her uniform alluded to the generous
breasts she had been graced with. "What do I do first?" Jimmy
asked.
"Well," she said, and cleared her throat, "you have to hold
the cup down here." She handed him the cup and pushed his hand
down in front of his crotch. "Now take out your penis."
Jimmy's dick reacted to its name and twitched slightly in his
pants. But when he unzipped his fly and pulled down his underwear,
he did not expose an erection, just a slightly bloated tube of
flesh.
Nancy took a step backwards. "Now pee in the cup."
Jimmy enjoyed the situation: alone in a small room with a
pretty woman in a nurse's uniform, with his cock out. He prolonged
it by just standing there, as if trying to piss. Actually his
bladder was quite full, but he didn't want the scenario to end.
After a few moments, Nancy asked, "What's wrong, Jimmy? Can't
you pee with me watching?"
He shook his head. "No, no. I want you to watch... I mean I
want you to tell me if I do anything wrong. But I'm afraid I'm
going to miss the cup."
Nancy rolled her eyes. The kid was either really pathetic or
he enjoyed this game of acting helpless. "Hold the cup right over
the end and start peeing. Your appointment with the doctor has
already started and Dr. Ryan doesn't like to wait."
Jimmy held the cup like she told him, but still did not
produce a stream.
Nancy held up a finger. "Just a minute, I'm going to leave
you alone for a minute... but I'll be back." She opened the door
and slipped through before Jimmy could protest.
Susan was surprised to see the nurse so soon. "Is everything
okay in there? Is my son being a good little boy?"
Nancy motioned Susan into the little alcove off the waiting
room. She spoke in hushed tones so that any new arrivals to the
office would not hear her. "I think Jimmy a real sweetheart, so
don't take this the wrong way, Mrs. Hughes. I think he was
sexually aroused either just before we went into the bathroom or
because of the situation in there."
Susan looked slightly puzzled, but mostly amused. "Why do you
say that?"
"Well," she gulped, "his penis was slightly distended. It was
almost semi-erect, and I think that was preventing him from
producing urine. I'm a little concerned that we won't be able to
get a urine sample with me in the room."
"I know Jimmy's a good boy, Nancy. But he might be having
dirty thoughts. I mean you're a very pretty girlþ"
"Thank you."
"þand he's standing there with his cock out in front of you.
Surely you understand the situation from his point of view."
Nancy blushed. "Yes... I suppose he's just a horny young man
like my brother was at that age. But I can't help the way I look."
Susan leaned to whisper in the nurse's ear. She too smelled
the light perfume that Jimmy had sensed earlier. "Like I said
before, Jimmy would do just about anything for you. I know if you
give him a chance, he'll piss like a racehorse for you."
The nurse smiled. "Well, Mrs. Hughes, we only need to fill
the cup, any extra will just go in the toilet."
"Tsk. Tsk. Such a waste of perfectly good piss," Susan joked
as she went back to the waiting room. Then she turned and
whispered loudly back to Nancy: "Just wait until you have to get a
stool sample."
Nancy was strangely captivated by this crass but attractive
woman. She wondered if the tingling in her stomach was caused by
seeing the cute little boy's aroused dick, or his mother's
incredible body under the t-shirt and jeans.
Feeling a little overheated, and not understanding why, Nurse
Nancy went back to the little bathroom. Jimmy was still standing
there holding the cup, although now his cock had thickened even
more. It was now curving slightly away from his body instead of
just dangling straight down. Nancy stifled a giggle.
"Are you still having trouble, Jimmy," she asked.
"Naw, I just wanted to wait until you got back. Where did you
go?"
"I just wanted to talk to your mother for a moment. She was
a big help in understanding why you couldn't give us a urine
sample."
Jimmy reddened with embarrassment immediately. "Wh-what did
she say?"
Nancy smiled and touched his arm reassuringly. "Don't worry.
It's nothing bad." She paused and looked down at the boy's dick,
which was now throbbing a little. "It's just that you seem to be
aroused and your mom said it was probably because you were...
turned on by the situation. Is that true?"
Jimmy dropped the cup. He stammered and turned to face her
full-on. "I-I-I don't know." At that moment all the acting he had
done earlier, holding a full bladder, backfired. He released a
gushing stream of piss in the nurse's direction. It strafed the
skirt of her white uniform with a golden arc of liquid before he
could get it back under control and turn to the toilet to finish.
Nancy squealed in disgust. "What the fuck? You filthy little
bastard..." She flung open the door and duck-walked into the hall,
trying not to let the spreading yellow stain touch her skin in any
more places than it already had.
Susan rushed in from the waiting room. She saw the front of
Nancy's uniform and immediately understood what had happened. She
broke into gails of laughter, but managed to control herself enough
to say, "Oh dear, what happened?"
The normally pretty nurse scowled demonically up at Susan.
"That little bastard pissed all over me. He just stood there
and... and pissed. Look at this! My uniform is ruined." Nancy
went through the door marked "Private" and Susan followed close
behind, trying not to laugh any more.
Nancy unbuttoned the front of her uniform and peeled it down
over her shoulders. She exposed a gauzy white bra over her pair of
melons. Susan crossed her arms and leaned back against the wall to
watch the show. But Nancy galvanized her one-woman audience to
assist: "Don't just stand there... help me get this off. It
stinks."
Susan reached out and tugged the uniform further down. She
smelled the unmistakeably acrid odour of her son's urine. Nancy's
panties were just as filmy as her bra, and at this range, Susan got
a good look at the nurse's bushy brown pubic hair. But the panties
were not moist; only Nancy's white stockings were yellowed and wet.
Susan leaned in and sniffed at the stains on Nancy's stockings.
Although acrid, there was a musky overtone to the scent, and Susan
realized that it emanated from the young woman's cunt. She
followed her hunch and sniffed up to Nancy's crotch.
"It stinks doesn't it? Your son is a filthy little boy."
Susan looked up, her nose still touching the thin material
over Nancy's crotch. Although seemingly unconcerned that a woman
was sniffing around her most private areas, Nancy was still fuming
mad that Jimmy had released the contents of his bladder on her
uniform.
Lisa, Paula, and Tessa were at the park, sitting around on the
benches. The open green space was very pleasant, and for once it
seemed deserted except for them.
"You know what Tessa?" Paula suddenly said. "Last week when
Lisa and I were leaving the party, your dad grabbed my ass."
Lisa laughed. "Mine too. If it was anyone else I would have
smacked him."
Tessa shook her head. "He does that all the time to
everyone."
"Well," Paula went on, "I had those thin cotton stirrup pants
on and he had his fingers between my cheeks. I thought he was
going to stick his finger right up my ass."
"Yeah, and he grabbed me so low, he actually pressed against
my cunt. It was so weird because it was turning me on and there's
your mom and your aunt watching us."
The following week, Tessa returned home from a late party,
quietly slipping through the door at about four o'clock in the
morning. Although she was a little drunk, she movedly silently
like a kitten. As she noiselessly slipped out of her shoes, she
was astonished to discover that her father was still up. He was
reading a magazine on the living room couch, in view of the front
door.
"Daddy? What are you still doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep. Should I ask where the hell you've been?"
She felt uncomfortable, but wanted to act as if she hadn't
done anything wrong. "I was at a party with Paula and Lisa. We
didn't know it had gotten so late. I would have called."
"How did you get home?"
"We got a cab."
Tessa was wearing a tight black dress that was turtle-necked
but sleeveless. It accentuated her sleek shoulders while
displaying the rest of her body to its best advantage. She was
wearing a strapless bra and pantyhose, but standing here in front
of her father, she almost felt naked.
Jack felt quite uncomfortable himself. He was just wearing a
robe, and he found himself getting turned on by his daughter's
appearance. Lately, he'd avoided her because her blossoming young
body was too much of a temptation for him. But now he was forced
to confront her. It was difficult: in addition to the skin-tight
dress, she had her blonde hair tousled up around her face and was
wearing big silver hoop earrings. It was one of Jack's favourite
looks and he feared that his cock would respond and give him away.
So far, although tingling, it had cooperatively stayed limp.
"What's that on the front of your dress?" Jack pointed.
Tessa looked down. Paula had spilled some chip dip on her,
and they thought they'd got it all out. A glistening patch on her
belly proved they hadn't. "Uh, I think it's chip dip."
"It looks more like cum."
Tessa frowned. "Eww, Daddy, that's gross."
He held up his hands. "Well, it does look like cum, and I
wouldn't be surprised if all the guys in the room were shooting off
with you dressed like that."
"What do you mean?" She looked down as if to appraise her
attire. "Is that a compliment? Do you think I look sexy?"
Her father stepped towards her and rotated her around by her
shoulders. "Well, I can't believe you're my daughter. You look
like someone I would date."
Tessa brightened. "Do you think I look as good as Julia did
last week at our party?"
That seemed like a strange question, but Jack calmly said, "I
think you look better. Julia dresses more like a businesswoman.
You look like the centre of attention at a cocktail party."
Tessa poked a finger in fun at her father's chest, the few
drinks she'd had at the party spurred her on. "But she didn't act
like a businesswoman when you got her into the bathroom downstairs
did she?"
Jack went pale and gulped, but he knew that his secret was out
so he tried to recover quickly. "What the hell do you know about
that."
Tessa smiled smugly. "Don't worry, Daddy. I won't tell Mom.
But I watched the whole thing through the... keyhole." She decided
at the last minute not to give away her vantage point.
Jack felt first a wave of nausea, then one of pure rage. But
he finally calmed down to see that his daughter was not being
malicious. "You saw everything?"
"Don't worry. Now I know why Mom moans so loud when you get
her into the bedroom. You're quite a stud, Daddy. And I didn't
know you knew half of the words you were using." Tessa giggled.
Jack grabbed his daughter roughly by the wrists. "Don't get
smart with me, young lady. I could use a few of those words on you
right now for spying on me."
Still the alcohol affected her better judgement. She snarled
back at him, ignoring the pain in her wrists, "Are you going to
call me a bitch? How about a cunt, Daddy? Try calling me a
fucking piss-drinking slut, Daddy. Go ahead."
He released his grip on her wrists. "You really did hear
eveything, didn't you?" A smirk crossed his face.
She staggered backwards, rubbing her wrists. "Yeah, and I've
been thinking about it ever since. You want to know something?"
"What?"
Very slowly she said: "It turned me on. I loved every fucking
minute of it. Are you surprised?" She defiantly crossed her arms
over her breasts.
Jack remained dumbfounded for only a second. "Well, you
really are my daughter, after all, Tessa."
She smiled. "Can I ask you something Dad?" Tessa stepped
towards her father.
"Anything... I don't think we'll have secrets from each other
any more, okay?"
"Okay!" Tessa beamed happily and ran to hug her father. She
Kept her arms around his neck and leaned back to look up into his
face. She whispered, "Do you fuck a lot of women other than Mom?"
He shrugged. "I guess you'd call it a lot." With his
daughter in a less hostile mood, and her scented body in closer
proximity, Jack's cock did start to respond. "Uh, Tessa,
sweetheart... I think you should go to bed."
Completely oblivious to the stirrings in her father's loins,
Tessa pouted. "But Daddy we were just having a good talk. We
never get to talk honestly with each other anymore."
"Yeah... but," he pushed her away, "you look and smell really
good and I'm having a natural reaction that's kind of unnatural
when you're talking about your own daughter."
Confused for an instant, Tessa looked down to see the
protrusion in her father's robe. She squealed a big open-mouthed
smile and put her palms to her cheeks. "Daddy!?! You're getting
a hard-on?"
"Yeah, so?" he said gruffly. "Look at you!"
"No, no," she held out her palms to calm him, "don't get me
wrong. I think it's great. I mean, it's not great that you're my
dad, or whatever, but it sure means that you weren't just
flattering me before when you said I looked sexy. Oh my God... and
the funniest thing is, I know what it looks like when it gets
really hard."
"Yeah, very funny." He wrapped his robe tighter.
She approached him again. "I mean... Daddy... just before you
slid it up her butt, I thought it was going to burst." She
giggled.
Jack turned away from her, gulping mouthsful of air to calm
down. "Go to bed please, sweetheart."
Instead of obeying her father, she decided to tease him. She
quickly pulled her dress up and over her head, and slid off her
pantyhose. She was just pulling off her bra when her father turned
around again.
He had heard the whisper of fabric, but willed himself not to
believe what he thought was happening behind him. When turning
around confirmed what he's thought, he just shook his head. "What
the hell are you doing?" he asked exasperatedly.
She shrugged non-chalantly. "Just getting ready for bed. Are
embarrassed to see me naked, Daddy?"
He was far from embarrassed. His daughter's sixteen year-old
body was flawless. "You're not naked. You've still go those
earrings on," he quipped. When she giggled at his line, her high,
firm breasts jiggled slightly. Her long, sleek legs, which she
held discreetly together, also attracted him.
"So do you still think I'm sexy, Daddy?" She struck a pose
for him, highlighting the sinewy muscles in her tummy.
His cock was fully erect now, but he had it expertly hidden in
the folds of his robe. "Well," he judged, "you're certainly in
very good shape. Turn around so I can see the rest of you."
She looked dubiously at him with one eye. "If I let you get
a look at my butt, there's no telling what you might do!" Then she
laughed and turned around anyway.
Even without the aid of high-heels, her well-toned legs seemed
to boost up the cheeks of her ass and flow sexily into her waist
and right up her back. Jack referred to this as "legs that went on
forever." "Very nice," he commented.
"Well, the show's over, Daddy. I'm going to go to bed. Don't
give Mom to rough a time trying to get rid of that thing," she
pointed to his crotch.
Jack was rather happy his daughter had been the one to say
"enough is enough." Otherwise he would have had her on all fours
taking as much of his cock as he could give her. He added his
final words of warning to complement hers: "Don't let Jimmy get too
excited, either. We're going to have to get you a room of your own
now that you're such a... mature young woman."
Tessa smiled and gathered up her clothes. She had forgotten
for a moment that she shared a room with her little brother.
Thankfully, Jimmy was fast asleep when Tessa tiptoed in and
pulled on her nightie.
When Jack climbed into bed, Susan rolled over and sat up. She
looked very sleepy, but still had an aura of sexiness about her.
One strap of her negligee had slipped off and exposed her left
breast.
"Did Tessa come home?" she asked, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"Yeah, she's home." He grabbed her exposed breast and
squeezed it roughly.
"Well, well," she said. "What put you in the mood to play."
"You should have seen what Tessa was wearing." He popped her
nipple into his mouth.
Humming with pleasure, Susan said, "That black thing? Pam
picked that with her last time they went shopping together."
Jack dug his hands between his wife's legs and found the damp
slit of her cunt. He broke off the suction at her tit to say,
"Typical of Pam. She always dresses as if she was on a serious
manhunt."
Susan spread her legs and clamped her right hand over her
right breast. "You're a big fan of Pam's, so you should like the
way Tessa looked."
Jack clambered in between Susan's legs, kissing her on the
mouth as he moved. Then he grasped his throbbing prick and slid it
up to the opening to her sodden pussy.
"Well?" Susan badgered. "Did you think Tessa looked good?"
He thrust forward, eliciting an "ungh" from Susan. "Of
course," he said as he stroked in and out. "She looked great."
"Keep fucking me, but listen to this. You got a hard-on from
your daughter and now you're fucking your wife to get rid of it,
right?" She grabbed his asscheeks to keep him thrusting.
He tried to pull out, but she didn't let him. "Shut the fuck
up, and enjoy it. So what if Tessa looked like a high-class whore?
It's not my fault I got turned on."
"No, baby, you're right. I'm glad I get the benefit of your
horniness. But since she turned you on, I thought you would have
fucked her and not me." Susan looked up at her husband's face to
see his reaction to her suggestion.
Puffing as he thrust even harder, Jack said, "She's my
daughter, you idiot."
"So? Do you think I'd mind?" Susan clenched her teeth as she
thrust her hips back at Jack. "After all, I don't mind you fucking
my sister."
Jack stopped dead with that bombshell. It was one of several
this evening, so he was getting used to it. "Pam finally told
you?"
"Yeah, and about `Cornhole Caroline' and everything. You're
an amazing little sex machine, baby. I always knew you got your
asshole jollies somewhere else, but I never knew you had a whole
stable of bitches to fuck. It's kind of a turn on that my husband
is such a stud." She squeezed his ass again. "Come on, baby, keep
fucking me. I want a load of cum inside me before I go to sleep."
Although his cock had lost a little steam, he managed to
stroke it back up to full power within a minute. "Still," he said
when the rhythm was back, "Pam is one thing, but Tessa is another."
"Okay, baby," Susan moaned, "I understand. Besides, if I get
it this good every time Tessa turns you on, it would be better that
you didn't fuck her."
Susan strained to reach down and slide a finger into the crack
of her husband's ass. She massaged his rectum to coax out an
orgasm.
Sure enough, a moment later, her pussy was gorged with his
thick cream, overflowing down the crack of her ass and into the
bed.
In the morning, Susan got up and went into the shower. As the
hot water dashed across her body, she thought about what was
happening in her life. It was becoming a sexual circus. And she
was enjoying every new act.
She parted her lips and let the water bombard her tongue. The
same tongue that had scooped up her twelve-year-old son's semen.
When she washed her hair, it seemed to help clear her head as
well. She rinsed off and turned off the water.
As soon as she'd done so, she heard a rap at the door. "Hey,
Mom, can I use the toilet?" It was Tessa.
Susan unlocked the door and let Tessa come in. "Go ahead."
And as her daughter settled onto the toilet seat, Susan sat up on
the bathroom counter and chatted with her daughter. "Did you have
a good time last night?"
A spray of urine echoed in the bowl and Tessa felt a little
self-conscious. But she answered, "Yeah, it was fun."
Susan hopped off the counter and combed her hair in the
mirror. Tessa watched her mother's breasts swing with each pass of
the comb.
"Your father said you looked great in that dress that Aunt Pam
bought you."
"Yeah," Tessa blushed as she wiped herself. "He thought it
looked pretty good."
Susan decided not to push the subject further, even though she
desperately wanted to know if Tessa was turned on by Jack. "Well,"
she said over the flushing toilet, "I'm glad you had a good time."
Later in the afternoon, Lisa came over to soak up some rays
with Tessa. Susan looked out at them from the kitchen window. The
river flowed in the background and the two bikini-clad teenagers
giggled and sang to the songs on the radio. Oh to be young again,
Susan lamented.
Jack came up behind Susan and put his arms around her hips,
resting his palms against her lower belly.
"What a nice surprise. What are you after?" Susan said
suspiciously.
"I was kind of hoping for a blowjob," Jack answered. "But
you'll have to give it to me right here, because I think I want to
watch the girls."
"You're a naughty little boy," Susan mocked as she dropped to
her knees, vaguely wondering where Jimmy was. She wondered what
the little guy would do if he found her sucking on Jack's cock.
Maybe he was developing a jealous possession of her. It didn't
seem that way to her, but she was no expert on the mind of a
twelve-year-old boy. She fished her husband's cock out of his
pants and started sucking anyway.
The phone rang and Jack reached to pluck it off the wall,
gesturing to Susan to proceed with his blowjob. "Hello?"
"Jack? It's Julia."
"Hi there." Jack kept it casual, patting his wife's head as
she merrily slurped on his dick.
"I just wanted to ask if you could meet me somewhere this
week. I was kind of hoping we could have another lesson."
"Sounds great," he said abruptly.
Julia sensed his aloofness. "Is your wife there?"
"Uh-huh."
Feeling nasty, and a little jealous, she said, "Well, slip her
some of that great big beautiful cock for me, okay?"
"I will."
"And Jack?" Julia cooed. "I've been thinking about letting
you pee in my mouth... and I'll let you do it if you let me do it
to you."
Jack's cock twitched and Susan assumed it was due to her
expert oral work. But Jack was thinking about beautiful Julia
squatting over his face and releasing a hot stream of urine into
his mouth. "Fair's fair. I'll call you tomorrow." He hung up and
moaned appreciation to his wife.
The girls had removed their bikini tops and Jack stepped
closer to the window to get a better look, almost choking his wife
in the process. She popped off his cock and said, "Hey, watch it!"
"Sorry sweetheart. Tessa and Lisa just took off their tops.
God those young ladies have fine sets of tits on them."
Unbuckling Jack's pants, Susan shook her head. "Don't forget
that one of them is your daughter."
Jack laughed sinisterly. "Well, she got a great start with
you for a mother. Your jugs are not so bad either."
Susan almost blushed. It was rare to get even a backhanded
compliment from her husband. "Well, dear, for being so sweet, I'm
going to give you a treat that you've never had before... at least
from me." She pushed him forward against the counter and scooted
around on her knees behind him. There she tugged down his pants
and underwear.
Jack wondered what his wife was planning. He shivered first
with anticipation, then with the incredible feeling of her tongue
snaking up the back of his thigh to the crack of his ass. She
parted his buttcheeks and dove her tongue into the musky gap
between. She soon found his asshole and plunged her oral probe
into that dank opening.
She paused to gauge his reaction. "How's that baby? Do you
like getting your little shithole licked?"
Jack just moaned and leaned further over the counter. He was
watching Lisa's perky breasts jiggle as she spread suntan lotion on
his daughter's larger pair.
Outside, Lisa found herself enjoying the feeling of Tessa's
mounds sliding around under a slick layer of lotion. She massaged
the sun balm in completely, paying special attention to her
friend's responsive nipples and areolae.
"Mmmm," Tessa responded, "that feels fantastic, Lisa. Let me
do you next."
Lisa played with Tessa's tits for a few more minutes and then
said, "Okay, let's switch." Suddenly Lisa grabbed her towel and
clutched it across her chest, looking furtively at the house behind
Tessa.
Puzzled, Tessa turned to see her father watching them through
the kitchen window. She waved and smiled, then told Lisa to relax.
"I'm sure he's seen lots of bare boobs before, Lisa. Lighten up."
Lisa shook her head, but freed up one towel-clutching hand to
wave reluctantly to Mr. Hughes. She told Tessa, "I just didn't
know he was there. He's obviously watching for a thrill."
"So? Maybe he's got a big hard-on too. But just last week
you were saying how much my dad turns you on. Why don't you give
him a bit of a show?" Tessa squeezed her own breasts in her
father's direction, as if to demonstrate what she meant.
Lisa finally, reluctantly dropped the towel and lay down in
the same position Tessa had occupied moments before. "Okay, you're
right. I should just try to relax." Now that Tessa had planted
the image of Mr. Hughes' erect cock in her mind, though, relaxing
would be difficult.
Susan had never licked her husband's anus before, but now that
she had her tongue buried there, she decided it was a huge turn-on.
She tasted the muskiness of sweat and what may well have been shit,
but she wasn't grossed out. It made her quiver.
To add to the thrill of doing something for Jack that she'd
never done before, there was the matter of his obvious fascination
with their daughter. Susan knew that Tessa was blossoming, and
supposed it was just a matter of time before Jack started looking
at her in a new light. But her sexual liaisons with Jimmy meant
that Susan had a stake in getting Jack to act on his urges towards
Tessa.
Now he was gazing out the window at Tessa while she serviced
him orally from behind.
She hummed her satisfaction into his asshole and reached
around front to toy with his cock and balls.
Jack was so enthraled with watching Tessa and Lisa, he didn't
initially grasp how different his wife was acting.
"How does my asshole taste, baby?" he asked.
"Mmmm," was all she could utter, refusing to unclamp her mouth
from his backside. But the vibration of her response sent a
lustful shockwave through his bowels. For a few minutes, it
rumbled in wave after wave into a full-fledged orgasm.
Jack grunted as he tried to fight back the uncontrollable
release he was feeling. Susan redoubled her efforts, slurping and
stabbing wetly into his musky rectum. She was spurred on by the
clenching of the tight orifice as her husband succumbed to the
climax.
Giving up the fight, Jack looking down to see his first spurt
of semen spill over his wife's fingers and splash against the
melamine cupboards under the sink. More semen rushed out to
follow, streaking the cupboard doors with sticky trails.
As his orgasm subsided, he leaned over the sink farther,
pushing his ass back into Susan's face. He also managed to peek
out at his daughter and her friend. They seemed oblivious to the
pleasure he had just experienced.
Susan sputtered as Jack's asshole opened up around her tongue.
She pulled back as Jack bent over the sink and looked at the hole
her tongue had just occupied. The fleshy pinkness was dripping
with her spit, and the hair surrounding the opening, all the way
down to his balls, was glistening. She was proud of herself; happy
about the bliss she had just created for her husband. She savoured
the aftertaste of Jack's sweaty anus.
But her tastebuds weren't satisfied yet. She eyed the slow
running streams of semen on the cupboard door and pushed Jack out
of the way to run her tongue up them. Although slightly cool, his
semen tasted as good as ever. She licked the door clean and
grinned up at Jack's incredulous face like a cat who'd just eaten
a mouse.
He stood with his dripping dick dangling an inch from her nose
and said: "That must be what they call a shit-eating grin, eh
slut?"
Without answering, she slurped his cock into her mouth and
swirled her tongue around the still-bloated head.
Eventually, Jack pulled away and stooped to put his pants back
on. "I'm going outside for a while. Thanks for that great
asslicking."
"You're welcome," Susan said simply, standing up and
rearranging her own minimal attire.
Jack felt safe going outside to talk to the sexy young ladies
now that his wife had taken the edge off his lust. But as soon as
he sauntered over to where his bare-chested daughter was lying
beside her equally bare-chested friend, he didn't feel so safe.
Their bodies glistened invitingly with lotion.
Tessa noticed his shadow block her sun. She opened her eyes
and smiled. "Hi Dad. Great tanning weather, huh?"
Lisa's eyes flashed open and Jack noticed that she tensed up.
But she made no move to cover herself, even when he shamelessly
stared at the sheen on her breasts. "Yeah, great weather," he
managed.
Tessa's eyes closed again and she tilted her head towards the
house next door. "Hey Dad, do you think Mr. Garrison's home? I
think his bathroom window is the only one that sees into our yard."
Tessa had been wondering about their next-door neighbour, but he
was so rarely home, it was not a major concern. Besides, maybe the
old codger would get a cheap thrill out of seeing a couple of half-
naked girls.
Jack sat on a nearby lawnchair. He felt the wetness his wife
had left in the crack of his ass. "Well, you two are providing
quite a show if he is home. When did you decide to start tanning
topless?"
His daughter propped herself up on her elbows, further
emphasizing her breasts. "Well, you get an even tan that looks
better in haltertops or different styles of bathing suits. Mom
told us she used to tan topless in college."
"Well, now I'm afraid your mother's tits are white as ghosts.
Of course, she doesn't have much time for tanning anymore."
Lisa and Tessa giggled at Jack's reference to "tits," but
Tessa recovered quickly. "Wouldn't you rather see tanned tits,
Daddy?"
Jack grinned. He nodded at Tessa's perfect pair. "You sure
have convinced me. It's hard to believe you're only sixteen."
Uncharacteristically, Lisa piped up. "What about me, Mr.
Hughes? Do you think I look good?" She thrust her chest forward
so he could make a fair assessment.
"Dynamite Lisa. You look fantastic too."
"Hey Dad, does Julia tan all over? Oh, by the way, Lisa knows
about you and Juliaþbut don't worry she won't tell anyone."
Jack frowned crookedly at Tessa, but decided there was no
practical way to keep the secret with a gossipy teenage girl
anyway. He was glad she trusted him enough to tell him who she had
told. "Well, she's Hispanic, so her skin is darker all over
anyway. But I think I noticed bikini lines."
Suddenly Tessa hooked her finger into the crotch of her
bathing suit and pulled it to one side, exposing white skin and a
small portion of her bush. "These are the only tan lines I have,
Daddy. Oops, I guess I showed a bit too much, huh?" She feigned
embarrassment, but winked at her father to tell him that the
apology was for Lisa's benefit.
Instead of being shocked though, Lisa used the opportunity to
follow suit: she too showed Jack her tan lines, but exposed most of
her pussy in the process. "I wish I could tan totally naked so I
could get brown all over here, just like Julia," Lisa said, waving
at her crotch area.
Tessa pretended to chastise Lisa: "Oh, very good, Lisa. Why
don't you show my dad a little bit more of your quim. Give the old
guy a break, he's only human." Tessa winked at her dad. "I think
he'd be within his rights to throw you on the lawn and rape you."
"Rape who?" said a voice from behind them. It was Paula, who
had come through the house into the back yard. Paula was wearing
shorts and a tight t-shirt. Jack's cock twitched even more at the
sight of yet another nubile female body, even though this one was
covered a little more than the others. "Wow, topless, huh?"
"Hi, Paula," Jack said. "My daughter was just explaining to
Lisa that she should keep her private parts private."
"Yeah," Tessa added, "she's getting my dad all riled up. He's
liable to throw her on the lawn and rape her."
Jack stood up, towering over Lisa. For a moment the youngster
thought that Tessa's dire warning would come true, but then Jack
said, "You ladies are getting a little too nasty for me, I think
I'll go inside again. Enjoy the weather." He winked at them and
waltzed back in the house.
Paula sat down at the foot of Tessa's lawn chair.
"Shit," Lisa said as soon as he left, "I guess I overdid it
with your dad, huh Tessa?"
Lying back and relaxing, Tessa sighed, "Maybe you did, Lisa.
Maybe you did. But I think he got the message. You're really
horny for him, huh?"
"I guess so. He turns me on."
"Well, you better like getting it up the ass, because that's
what my dad likes." Tessa was lying calmly with her eyes closed,
but her pussy juiced up at the mention of her dad's anal
preferences.
"No way! He does?" Paula asked. "How do you know?"
"I know. Let's just say we don't have secrets in our family."
Lisa shook her head. "Imagine a guy pushing his cock up
there! It makes me wince. How come guys like that. It seems
strange." She was up on one elbow, looking at Paula and Tessa.
She reached behind with her other hand, slipped it into her bikini
bottoms and touched her own asshole. "It's such a small hole."
She pushed at it, insinuating one fingertip into the opening.
Tessa smiled and opened her eyes. "That's probably why they
like it. It's so tight." She noticed Lisa touching herself. "Are
you feeling your butthole?"
Paula sniggered.
Pulling her hand out from behind her, Lisa said, "Well, I just
wanted to see if it would fit a big cock like your dad's. I doubt
it would."
Tessa grabbed Lisa's hand and sniffed at the offending finger.
"God, your ass stinks." Then, to show she was only joking, Tessa
kissed the fingertip.
"That's another thing. Aren't guys worried about getting shit
on their dicks?" Lisa shook her head.
Giggling, Tessa shrugged. "If a guy has his prick stuffed all
the way up your ass, he's probably not worried about a little shit.
I don't think it would kill him to get a bit dirty. Besides, my
dad would probably get even more turned on by it." Tessa paused.
"He gets turned on by pissing too."
"Really?" Paula asked.
Lisa's mouth dropped open. "You mean he likes to watch girls
piss... or do you mean really kinky stuff like pissing on people?"
Tessa pointed at her mouth, which she sensuously opened and
then said, "Right here. My dad will get you on your knees, hang
his cock in front of your face, and pee in your mouth. Would you
let him do that?"
Lisa scrunched up her face in disgust. "Maybe when hell
freezes over. That's so fucking gross I can't believe it."
"Oh, come on, Lisa," Paula said, "it's only pee."
"I suppose you'd let Mr. Hughes piss in your mouth?" Lisa
asked Paula.
The slim blonde shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"
Pam Lipton flicked out the light and rolled into a sleeping
position amongst her downy pillows, comforters, and duvets.
She sniffed into the dark and realized the scent of pussy was
still strong in the air. Caroline Conway had just left, but they
had voraciously enjoyed each other's company.
Ever since she had met Caroline through Jack, she had been
fascinated by the older woman's verve and vitality. Her penchant
for anal sex also intrigued Pam, who was too scared to try it for
herself.
She finally got up the nerve to ask Jack for Caroline's
number, and then in the past week had further steeled herself to
actually phone the woman. Caroline had been very responsive and
seemed positively exuberant about meeting Pam for lunch. They both
played hooky for the afternoon, visiting art galleries and museums.
Ultimately they had ended up back at Pam's for dinner. Wine had
loosened the mood and they wound up in the bedroom, locked in a
passionate kiss.
It had been Caroline who finally said what was on both their
minds, "Let's eat each other's pussies until we can't stand it
anymore."
It had been Pam's first purely lesbian encounter, unfettered
by obligations to a male participant. She had enjoyed it
immensely.
Caroline promised to call again soon, but she had hinted that
she'd want to have Jack along for the next little tryst.
Jack and Susan were entangled on the couch in front of the TV
when Tessa, Lisa, and Paula finally came in from outside. They had
been out in the backyard talking ever since the sun had stopped
providing good tanning rays. Jimmy had long since come home and
gone to bed. The girls had come in only once to grab a bite to eat
and throw on more substantial clothingþsweatshirts and trackpants.
"Mom, Dad, can one of you drive Paula and Lisa home?" Tessa
asked, hoping against hope that it would be her mother who offered,
so she could spend more time alone with her father.
"Sure, honey," Susan said, "I have to buy some milk anyway."
When they had left, Tessa sat down beside her father on the
couch. "You and Mom looked pretty happy just now. Sorry I spoiled
the mood."
Jack stretched back in the couch. "Well, you mother usually
can get back in the mood pretty quick."
Tessa turned to face her father. "Have you ever done some of
that kinky stuff with Mom? Like doing it up the ass."
Frowning, Jack said, "Let's lay off this kind of talk for a
while. You're becoming a very naughty little girl. Don't you have
a job interview tomorrow?"
"Yep. At the Riverside Cafe down the street. I hope I get
it, because I can walk to work from here. Most of the other jobs
are across town."
"Geez, the waitresses at the Riverside wear pretty skimpy
outfits. Are you sure about this?"
Tessa pouted. "What's the matter Daddy? Don't you think I
have the body for it?" She thrust her chest forward emphatically.
Noting that her nipples pushed out the thick fabric of the
sweatshirt, Jack smiled. "You'll certainly fill out the uniform.
The customers will be too distracted to eat."
"Daddy, you're sweet." There was a long pause, then Tessa
asked, "Hey, have you heard from Julia lately?"
"She called today while your mother and I were fooling around
in the kitchen."
"Are you going to see her soon?"
"Perhaps. Why?" Jack eyed his daughter curiously.
"Well... I was wondering if she's had any regrets. Maybe she
woke up with a sore butt or something."
Jack laughed. "No. Actually she wants to get even kinkier
next time."
Tessa leaned in and whispered, "Like golden showers and
stuff?"
Wondering what his daughter was up to, Jack answered
cautiously, "Yeah, I think she mentioned something about that."
His daughter moved even closer to him. He could smell the oil
of the sunscreen and the sweetness of her hair. Then he heard the
light smack as she opened her mouth near his ear. "Would you like
to do that stuff with me Daddy?"
Jack bolted out of the couch and stood wavering by the living
room doorway, his back towards her. "That's just about enough,
young lady." He was angry because he felt powerless to stop the
lusty urges he felt towards his daughter. Goddamnit she was sweet,
he thought. But it's such torture because I can't do anything with
my own daughter.
"Daddy," she called tauntingly, "I'm not drunk this time.
I've been thinking about what I saw in that bathroom. I mean your
part of it. I keep thinking about how you... how it looks when it
gets all hard and ready." Tessa was pressing a hand into the
crotch of her sweatpants; she could no longer control the cravings
she felt.
Finally, Jack turned around, half expecting to find her naked
as before. But her actions were inhibited slightly because of her
sober state. Nevertheless, he could not mistake the smoldering
look in her eye. He'd made enough women horny in his time to
recognize the same expression on his daughter's face.
"I'll do whatever you want, Daddy," she cooed, shamelessly
pressing her hand harder into her pubis.
"Well," he cleared his throat, "I want you to go upstairs and
we'll talk tomorrow."
"No." The smoldering look flashed to fire. "Before Mom gets
back, I want you to tell me that you want the same thing I want.
You want me, don't you Daddy?"
Jack gulped and shook his head. But very softly he said,
"Yes."
"What do you want me to do?" Tessa's hands roamed across the
mounds of her tits, then back down to the apex of her spread legs.
"I never thought I'd see this day come," Jack said woefully.
"Tessa, you were always such a sweet, innocent little girl. What
happened?"
The brutally blunt answer slapped Jack full in the face: "You
really want to know? Fine. I saw my dad fucking some Spanish
bimbo up the ass while my mother entertained guests upstairs."
Tessa ground her teeth, but then smiled: "That's what happened.
But the weird thing is: I liked what I saw."
"So now you're a complete slut who wants to get kinky with her
own father? I doubt I could transform you so fast. Come on Tessa,
you know you've had these feelings all along, and now you're
letting them out because you think it's safe. You think I won't do
anything because you've got something on me. You think you can
tell your mother what a cad I am... screwing women right under her
nose."
Tessa's wicked grin spread across her face with each truth
that her father spoke. "Mmmm, you've got it, Dad. But I think you
want me anyway. I've seen the way you look at me."
Jack waved a dismissing hand in her direction. "That's
natural considering the way you're developing. But I would never
act on it."
"But I want you to! Why can't you treat me the way you treat
every other woman in your life?"
It was a plaintive question, but it made Jack think deeply
about how many women he mistreated, used, and generally fucked
with. In a way, he understood why Tessa felt left out. But he
refused to let himself be sucked in by her pleading. He was
relieved when Susan walked through the door and led him upstairs to
bed.
Tessa was left fuming on the couch.
Pam Lipton awoke in a sweat. She had been dreaming about the
day of her sister's wedding.
Susan had been beautiful in a flowing white gown, with sequins
studding the gauzy low-cut front. Liz and Pam wore maroon taffeta
mini-dresses. These were also low-cut and Pam thought that she'd
never seen so much cleavage at a wedding.
In the dream, Pam, the maid of honour, and Liz, the lone
bridesmaid, were helping Susan get dressed.
"Come here, Susan," Pam said, holding out a pair of tiny white
silk panties. "Try these on."
Naked, Susan scampered over to Pam who was on her knees
holding the underwear. Unlike the real day, in the dream Susan
said, "Can you lick my pussy before I put them on? I want to be
all juicy for Jack."
Pam smiled up at her sister and said, "I think it's the least
I can do on my sister's wedding day." She waited until her sister
squatted slightly, revealing the pretty pink labia, then Pam
slurped upwards with her tongue. Susan shuddered and moaned.
Liz giggled. "Boy, you guys are naughty aren't you? My
sister has never done that for me!"
Suddenly in the dream they were at the back of the church. A
little boy, presumably the ring bearer, was waiting with them. In
the real wedding there had been no ring bearer.
The ring bearer was wearing a little white tuxedo, complete
with small white patent leather shoes. Pam and Liz were wearing
the mini-dresses, but the giggle of the moment was that the little
boy was looking up under their skirts and telling everyone that the
bridesmaids weren't wearing panties. This was a touch of reality:
Pam hadn't worn panties under her maroon mini-dress that day.
Susan looking fabulous in her wedding dress. It was lacy and
sequined all over, with a sheer "V" cut in the front to her belly-
button, and in the back her coccyx. And, because Susan was also
pantyless, when she stood up straight the top of her asscrack was
actually visible through the gauzy material.
They walked up the aisle. In the dream, Pam looked at the
men's crotches and saw that they all had hard-ons. Standing at the
altar, the priest, who was an old man, also sported a sizable lump
in his robes. Jack was waiting to one side. Jimmy, who hadn't
even been born at the time, was his best man. They both wore
tuxedoesþwith lumps in the crotches.
The minister was a kindly old soul, but he seemed flustered by
the bride's erotic attire. "Dearly beloved," began the priest,
discreetly jostling his erection to the centre, "we are gathered
here today to witness the joining together of this man and this
slut... uh... woman in holy matrimony." He gulped hard and tried
not to look at her fabulous display of cleavage. "The beauty of
all the earth is borne by Susan this day. Her body is the cup out
of which Jack will drink for now on. Her breasts his only
pacifier. Her legs his only shackles. Her buttocks his only
cushion. Her mouth his only spitoon. Her vagina his only
sanctuary, and her rectum his only furnace."
The congregation was silent except for the little ring bearer
who was still scooting about the floor on his hands and knees,
looking up the bridesmaids' skirts and giggling. Each time the boy
approached, Pam would clench up and press her legs together to deny
him a view. Judging by the expression on her face, Liz was doing
the same.
The priest continued his address to the congregation. "If
Jack should sow seeds in furrows other than those of his wife, he
will break the sacred bond we will witness today. And if Susan
should likewise allow another man to fill any of her holes with his
putty, her vow will also be broken.
"I myself have had the pleasure of testing Susan's waters.
She is a most amorous and giving partner. And Jack's brief visit
with me proved that he is not lacking in seed to sow. They enter
into this bond with much to give each other.
"If any man or woman can give any reason why these two should
not be joined in wedlock, ye are to declare it now."
Susan turned to face the congregation for the first time. She
grinned out at all the college friends who knew her as the BJ
Queen. An old drunk stood up near the back of the church.
Although he slurred his words, what he said was clear enough: "She
won't take it up the ass."
Everyone gasped and Susan blushed deeply. Pam squirmed a
little knowing that the same was true of her.
The priest took Jack aside and counselled him. "You know, my
son, what the old drunk is saying may be true. I never had a
chance to test her anally because she was so satifying orally.
Have you been able to test that area at all?"
Jack seemed angry. "The drunk is right. She refuses to let
anyone near her asshole. I've tried everything."
Then the priest summoned Susan to join them. He spoke to her
in a gentle whisper. "My dear, do you believe that a woman who
becomes a wife must do so without reservation?"
"Yes reverend, I do," Susan replied haltingly.
"Yet you seem to have a slight problem that I overlooked last
Saturday when you came to my office. Is it true that your anus is
off-limits?" He patted her upper arm as he spoke.
Looking at Jack, Susan shrugged. "I won't let a man slide his
prick up my ass, but it is not totally off-limits."
The priest smiled. "You'll accept a tongue or a finger but
not an erect penis, is that right?"
"Yes."
"Well, my dear, you are not being a whole and perfect wife."
The priest was still smiling. "But your mouth is such a delight,
it is possible that your groom will overlook your shortcomings in
other areas. Jack?"
"Yeah. I'll forget about her butt if she promises to always
suck like she does now."
Susan grinned. "I promise."
The priest led them back to the centre of the dias and
continued with the service. "Sir," he called to the drunk at the
back, "your objections to this marriage are duly noted, but the
bride and groom feel that you have not presented an insurmountable
obstacle for a happy life together. So in the spirit of
expedition, I will continue the ceremony.
"With no one declaring any reason which will prevent this
marriage from proceeding, it comes time to utter the vows which
will bind this man and this woman to the sacred covenant of
marriage."
Susan and Jack smiled at each other. The moment of truth
approached.
"Repeat after me the solemn vows. `I, Jack,'" the priest
paused, letting Jack repeat. They he went on, pausing after each
short phrase. "`take you, Susan, to be my lawfully wedded wife.
Being steadfastly hard and ready, brimming over with seed, I will
serve you faithfully all the rest of my days...'"
Pam woke up with the sound of the priest's voice in her head
and a sheen of sweat on her body.
On Sunday morning, Jack answered the door and saw Tony Ratina
standing there. Jack was pleasantly shocked to see his old college
buddy. "Ratman! What the fuck are you doing in this neck of the
woods?"
They embraced rambunctiously and Jack led Tony into the living
room. "I just came by to catch up with you. I bought a house on
the other side of town."
"In Beem Hill? Are you joining the snob class on us?" Beem
Hill was an old money section of the city that seemed out of reach
for the average citizen.
"Just outside the snob area, Jack." Tony wandered around
Jack's modest home as if inspecting it. The cheerleading pictures
of Tessa caught his eye. One showed her in a mule kick that pulled
her school sweater tight across her full bosom. The other was a
high-kick that gave a flash of her white panties. "I came into
some money when my grandfather died last year. And I've had a
horseshoe up my ass on the stock market. It's a really fucking
tough life. That your daughter?"
"Yep, that's Tessa. She's sixteen now. You saw her last when
she was... what, six?" Jack motioned Tony over to the couch. "I
think you had a hard-on for her even then."
"Well, she never had tits like that when she was six."
They laughed loudly and Susan wandered in from the den.
"Well, you two. I thought it sounded like a college reunion. How
are you Tony?"
Tony grabbed Susan and hugged as tightly as he had just hugged
Jack, but this time his hands dropped down and he squeezed her ass
playfully. "How's the BJ Queen these days?"
Susan hit Tony playfully and glanced over to see Jack's
reaction to Tony's name-calling. Jack was smiling placidly so she
decided to push the intimacy a little further. "Still always
hungry." Then, before Tony had a chance to react, she changed the
subject: "Do you guys want a beer?"
"Sure," Tony said.
Jack flopped out on the couch. "Let's watch the game.
Redskins and the Lions. It should be a good one." Tony sat in the
easy chair. Jack asked, "Still think Susan's hot, don't you?"
"You're a lucky fucker, Jack. I'm still hunting for my
permanent pussy."
Jack's eyes suddenly gleamed wickedly. "Give Susan a try.
Why don't you take out your cock and see what she does when she
brings in the beers?"
Tony laughed. "Yeah, right. She'd have a shit-fit and you'd
kill me if she did anything."
Jack waved him off. "I won't do a thing. Honest. Take it
out and show it to her. It'll be just like the old days with Julie
Batamski."
"But she's your fucking wife, Jack old boy. Don't you care
that she might like my dick better than yours."
"Fuck that," Jack sniggered. "I know what your cock looks
like, buddy."
Susan returned with the beers. She had overheard her
husband's last comment. "What perverted shit are you guys up to?"
"The Ratman wants to hang a rat for you, Sue." Jack nodded at
Tony, who had spread his legs and pushed his hips forward in the
chair.
Susan looked dubiously at Tony, putting her weight on one leg
and crossing her arms over her breasts. "Well, Ratman. Go ahead
and show me what you've got."
Fed up with all the talk, Tony decided to take Jack at his
word. He unzipped his fly and tugged out his stiffening member.
He sat there squinting uncertainly at Susan, who maintained her
sceptical pose.
"Well, well, well. Susie-baby," Jack taunted, "looks like
your dinner is served. You're not going to let me down and
suddenly act all virginal on me are you?" Jack realized that Tony
would just as soon be offering his dick to Tessa, but he tried to
put his daughter out of his mind for the time being.
Susan let her arms drop to her side and slowly approached
Tony. He marvelled at the lithe body under the blouse and tight
jeans. Her tits bounced ever so slightly with each tentative step.
"Are you going to suck on his cock, slut?" Jack asked.
"Mmm-hmm," Susan said as she dropped to her knees in front of
Tony.
Tony was dumb-founded. He remembered Susan as loving to suck
guys off in college, but he thought that marriage and children
would have changed that. Apparently not, he thought, as she parted
her lips sensuously and popped the tip of his now erect cock into
her mouth. He groaned in pleasure.
Susan loved the smell of this new man's crotch. His cock was
veiny and hot, but smaller than Jack's. Still it was so erotic
sucking on a strange man's prick while her husband egged her on.
"That's it, you little fucking tramp, slurp it right in
there." Jack was pushing on the raging lump in his jeans with the
heel of his hand.
"God she's good at this, Jack. You must love sticking your
prick in her mouth." Tony stroked Susan's hair as her head bobbed
cheerfully in his lap.
"Yeah, she gives great head. She just fucking loves it."
Jack hauled on his can of beer, then stood up behind his kneeling
wife. "But the bitch has never let me fuck her up the ass."
Susan stopped sucking for a moment, anger flaring through her
nostrils. Tony's prick lurched against the roof of her mouth and
she decided to continue the blowjob despite the verbal abuse her
husband was providing.
The Ratman looked down at Susan's pretty face surrounding his
meaty shaft. He smiled awkwardly then responded to Jack. "She
won't let you cornhole her? That's not such a tragedy when she
sucks cock this good."
Susan smiled at the compliment, but then felt Jack tugging at
her jeans, pulling them off. She didn't resist him, but she didn't
help either.
"Well," Jack continued, "you're right, Rat. I shouldn't
complain... but wait till you see this asshole of hers. You'd want
to fuck it too." Jack yanked and finally lowered his wife's jeans
off her hips. Her panties followed.
Susan felt very vulnerable with her backside exposed like
this, but Tony's cock tasted too good to stop. She tried to keep
her legs together, but Jack pushed them apart and roughly
insinuated his fingers into her dripping cunt. She grunted and
popped her mouth off the hot pole for a moment. "Watch it Jack.
Be nice."
"Yeah Jack, don't make her mad. I want her to finish this
blowjob." Tony grinned down at Susan who winked back at him.
Susan was enjoying this immensely. Jack had always liked his
sex rough and hard, but he had never expressed that much interest
in sharing her with another man. She, on the other hand,
constantly fantasized about group sex. Her favourite fantasy was
to give one man a blowjob while another looked on, eventually
getting so turned on that he just throws his cock into her from
behind. Was Jack going to round out the fulfilment of this
fantasy? Susan sincerely hoped so.
Sure enough, watching his wife's head bob up and down in his
friend's lap was making Jack very horny. He unzipped his own jeans
and released the pulsing shaft of meat from the confines of his
boxer shorts. Jack noticed how the purple helmet of his prick
almost leaped towards Susan's pussy, as if it had a mind of its
own.
"Jack, how come you never told me your wife was such a horny
bitch?" Tony asked, stroking Susan's hair as she bobbed.
"You knew how much cock she sucked in college. I figured
you'd draw your own conclusions."
Tony just moaned a response. He felt his orgasm approaching.
Susan redoubled her efforts on Tony's veiny shaft. Despite
her involvement in that task, she still wondered if Jack would fuck
her from behind. So far Jack had simply watched in fascination as
his wife pleasured his old friend, occasionally jamming his fingers
into's Susan's cunt.
A tightening of Tony's balls was the signal Susan had been
waiting for. She felt her pussy juice with anticipation at the
taste of a new man's semen. Susan wondered how Tony's cum would
taste compared to Jimmy's or Jack's.
It was not long before she found out. Tony's hips lurched up
and a torrent of spunk rushed into her gullet. Spluttering, she
broke the perfect seal she had made around his shaft. Semen
escaped and dripped down to the base where it collected in Tony's
nest of pubic hair. Gagging slightly, she swallowed hard and tried
to get the majority of his load down her throat.
Jack was beaming and started clapping his hands. "Bravo, you
little slut. I think Tony liked that suckjob." Susan was still
lazily slurping at Tony's dwindling member when Jack lifted her up
under the arms and stood her on her feet.
Dreamily, Susan leaned into Jack's chest and murmured her
pleasure.
Two weeks later, Pam came over for dinner with the Hughes
family.
Tessa helped her mother in the kitchen while Pam, Jack, and
Jimmy played a game of Monopoly. Jimmy owned almost all of the
properties when Susan called them to the table.
"That was quite a game, Jimmy," his aunt said. "I didn't know
you were such a wheeler-dealer." The way she ruffled his hair and
patted his ass made Jimmy horny.
During dinner, Jimmy kept glancing at Aunt Pam. When she
turned to look at him, though, he'd dart his eyes in a different
direction. Pam thought it was very cute.
During dinner, the adults polished off three bottles of wine,
with Pam drinking more than the others. When they finished eating,
Pam's unsteady exit from the dining room prompted Susan to suggest
that her sister sleep over.
"I think that's a good idea," Pam slurred. "I'll just crash
on the fold-out couch."
Tessa helped her aunt get the couch ready. Jimmy went up to
bed. Jack and Susan went into the downstairs washroom together and
were making a major racket.
"God, what do you think they're doing in there, Aunt Pam?"
Tessa said as she stuffed a pillow into its case.
"I think they were getting a little overheated during dinner.
And I hope you know you started it when you said `I want the
biggest dog in the petshop.' Everyone knew what you were
thinking."
Tessa looked at her aunt out of the corner of her eye. She
must be pretty drunk. "I just like big dogs." But she did think
about Roamer's dangling sexual equipment for an instant.
Pam stumbled closer to her niece. "The big sloppy tongue and
the animal lust has nothing to do with it?"
"Jeez, Aunt Pam, I think you really are plastered. Or are you
into dogs and you just assume everyone else is too?"
Pam waved off the suggestion and started undressing. "Make
sure Jimmy doesn't come down too early in the morning. I wouldn't
want him to catch me sleeping in the nude."
"What about my dad?" Tessa asked suspiciously.
"Oh, don't worry about him, he's a big boy. Besides, he's
seen me naked plenty of times." Pam collapsed into the matress and
rolled her sleek body into the covers. Tessa leaned over to peck
her aunt goodnight and was surprised when Pam's lips parted to meet
the kiss. She went through with the wet version of the kiss and
pulled away quickly.
"You're a very sexy young woman, Tessa. I wish I went through
my teenage years looking as good as you."
Tessa smiled awkwardly and trotted upstairs to bed.
Her parents were still giggling and squawking in the
downstairs bathroom.
In the morning, Jimmy awoke before Tessa. He looked over at
his sister in the other bed. Her nightie had slipped off her
shoulder and her left breast was peeking out from under the covers.
Jimmy watched her breathe for a while and noticed his dick start
inching through the fly of his pajamas.
He pulled on a bathrobe and thumped down the stairs.
His aunt was already up. She was holding her head in her
hands at the kitchen table with a huge glass of tomato juice in
front of her. He noticed that she was wearing her mother's old
robe, a thick plaid thing that was fraying on the edges.
When Pam looked up and lowered her hands to greet her nephew,
he was immediately treated to a spectacular view of her breasts.
The robe had fallen away from her chest, and his vantage point
allowed him to look right down the opening. He felt his dick
stirring again.
"Good morning, Jimmy," Pam croaked.
"Are you hungover?"
She nodded and he watched her breasts jiggled slightly.
"Yeah. I overdid the wine a little at dinner last night. You
should have stopped me."
Jimmy raised his eyebrows. "Me? Why would you listen to me?"
Pam followed Jimmy's eyes and finally noticed the large
opening in her robe. "Oh, sorry," she said, wrapping it tightly
around her. Then she addressed his question. "You're a sensible
young man. I think you proved that when you whipped my ass in
Monopoly last night."
"Well, whatever. I don't think you would have listened to me.
Besides, if it makes you feel this bad, why do you do it?" He went
to the fridge to look for something to eat.
"I don't know, Jimmy." She watched him bending over at the
refrigerator. She imagined Susan orally satisfying this kid. Her
pussy juiced up despite her wretched condition. "Don't you do
things that give you pleasure at the time, but maybe later you
regret?"
Munching on a stick of cheese, Jimmy shrugged. "I guess."
Pam stood up and pressed him against the closed fridge. "Like
the things you do with your mother?"
Jimmy froze.
His aunt's breath was the sickly sweet vapour of alcohol.
"I'm sure it feels really good at the time, when you're sliding it
into her mouth. But don't you feel bad afterwards?"
He shook his head and tried to squirm away from her.
"You should feel bad because there are other girls in the
world. You shouldn't spend all your time with your mother." She
leaned her face against his. "What about you poor lonely aunt?"
Suddenly Jimmy felt a pressure in his crotch and realized that
his aunt was cupping his balls with her hand. "Are you really...
lonely?" he muttered.
"I need a man, Jimmy. Do you want to be my little man?"
Jimmy gulped hard; his prick was rigid against her hand.
"Sure, Aunt Pam. What... uh... what do you want me to do?"
"You cum in you mother's mouth, don't you?" she asked
coarsely.
He nodded, looking rather bashful.
"Then we can start there. I saw you looking at my tits this
morning. Did they get your little dick all hard?" Pam was
massaging the fretting kid's genitals through his bathrobe. It
felt delicious.
He just nodded again.
"Would you like to see them again?"
Another nod.
Pam backed away slightly, but kept one hand on his crotch.
She pulled open her robe with the other hand and squeezed her arms
in to accentuate her modest tits.
At that moment, Tessa burst into the kitchen without warning.
She halted at the door and took in the bizarre scene. "What...?"
Quickly covering herself, Pam angrily pushed past Tessa into
the other room.
Sick of being embarrassed by the women in the family, Jimmy
looked cooly at his sister and warned her with his eyes not to say
anything.
Heeding that warning, Tessa actually had to suppress a giggle.
Her little brother was quite a little playboy. He had seduced
their aunt out of her robe right here in the family kitchen. She
shook her head and went back upstairs until things calmed down.
Susan and Jack lay awake in bed, blissfully unaware of the
strange goings-on downstairs.
Jack was absent mindedly fiddling with his wife's left nipple
as she told him about her recent trip to the doctor with Jimmy.
"Jimmy was such a sweetheart. But he didn't have a clue about
giving a urine sample."
"Did you help him out?" Jack pried.
"What do you mean?" Susan had still not told her husband
about her incestuous relationship with Jimmy. She feigned shock at
his suggestion.
Jack laughed. "Did you aim his little prick into the cup for
him?"
Her shocked look turned to indignation. "It's not that little
you know. That just shows how much time you spend around your
kids."
Jack's mind flashed to the perfect image of Tessa's naked
body. He knew all too much about how one of his children had
developed. "Yeah, sure... so what happened?" He tweaked her
nipple harder.
Stifling a giggle, Susan told Jack: "The nurse was trying to
help him out and he ended up peeing all over her."
They both burst into laughter. Jack slapped the mattress.
"That's my boy!"
They howled for a while longer and then Susan crawled onto
Jack's chest. Her face was an inch from his. She calmly asked
him: "Do you ever think about peeing on me?"
He stopped chuckling. With a sneer he grabbed her ass and
tapped a finger at her anus. "I think about that almost as much as
I think about fucking this virgin little cornhole."
Susan shook her head and rolled off him. She sat on the edge
of the bed. "You men are absolute swine. Do you and Tony talk
about that kind of stuff?"
"Shit, Susie. I hadn't seen Tony for years before he came
over the other day. You slurped up his spunk, he left, and I
haven't talked to him since. He probably thinks I'm mad because
you blew him or something." Jack moved off the bed toward the
shower.
"You loved watching me in action again, didn't you?" She
smiled at his back.
He turned to respond to her: "Just like in college, baby. You
are such a hot little slut I can't stand it." He tugged at his
semi-erect dick for emphasis.
She blew him a kiss and watched him close the door to the
bathroom.
Lisa Perot was lying on her stomach in her bedroom flipping
through a magazine she had found in her brother's room. It was
called American Ecstasy and it was full of colour photos of people
having sex.
Because of the nature of the subject matter, Lisa found
herself slipping her hand into her jeans to stroke her hardening
clit.
Then her phone rang and she was rushed back to reality.
"Hello?"
"Lisa Perot please."
She didn't recognize the man's voice. "Speaking..."
"Hi Lisa, it's Jack Hughes... Tessa's dad."
"Oh hi Mr. Hughes!" Lisa immediately felt a flush of prickly
excitement. Then she glanced down at the open magazine to see a
big close-up of the head of a man's cock, adorned with a glistening
drop of pre-cum fluid. Her hand slipped back into her jeans.
"Yeah, Lisa, I was wondering if you knew the number for
Tessa's new job. I don't know if you knew she's waitressing at the
Riverside?"
"Yep, we both applied, but she got the job. I think the owner
was, uh, sweet on her."
Jack pictured Tessa in her skimpy uniform and could well
imagine how the owner was "sweet on" her. "Do you know the
number?"
"Um, I'd have to look." Lisa was frustrated that Mr. Hughes
was being so businesslike. What could she say to the older man to
make him aware of how interested she was in him. Then she had an
idea: "Oh, by the way Mr. Hughes, I just wanted to apologize for
the other day by your pool. I didn't mean to show off so much of
my... you-know-what."
Jack chuckled. "Don't worry about that Lisa. It was my
pleasure."
Embarrassed, she realized it was probably not an issue for
him. "Yeah, I guess you've seen so many women that seeing me was
no big thrill, huh?"
Jack sensed that Lisa didn't mind the way the conversation was
going; in fact, she had very likely engineered it. "No, seriously,
Lisa, it was my pleasure. It was a very big thrill having such a
young pretty girl acting so shamelessly."
She felt herself blush at the compliment. "Pretty, Mr.
Hughes? I'm a pig compared to Tessa."
"Don't sell yourself short. You two are totally differentþ"
"Yeah, but she's sexy and I'm not."
Jack snorted. "You're as sexy as it's legal to be." He
looked at his watch. He hadn't meant to spend so much time on the
phone, but then he noticed his hardening dick and continued the
conversation. "It's very hard for me when you three girls get
together at our house... and I mean that in more ways than one."
He chuckled at his own double-entendre, wondering if Lisa would
understand it.
She immediately imagined Mr. Hughes' massive erect cock.
"Wow... uh... that's neat if you mean what I think you mean, Mr.
Hughes."
"What do you think I meant, Lisa?" he taunted.
She fell silent for a moment, then in a tiny voice said what
she was thinking: "That your... that you get hard."
"Do you mean my cock, Lisa?" He finally rolled out the big
guns.
"Yes," she squeaked. He had said it. But she wanted to say
it too; her pussy twitched in a demand for her to use the word.
"Your cock. Your big cock gets hard."
"Well, Lisa, what have you done? Now you've gotten that big
nasty cock you're talking about hard again."
Lisa gulped. She was turning him on. Her hand was swimming
in the wetness of her pussy. "Mr. Hughes? Would you think about
doing the same things to me that you did to Julia at your party?"
"Well Lisa, I think Julia's a much more advanced woman. She's
quite experienced."
Lisa moved her hand around in her pussy and then traced a
trail of cunt slime back to her asshole. "Tessa said it was her
first time getting it... you know, in her butt... Since I've never
had it there either, I guess I have just as much experience as she
did."
"You've really thought about this haven't you? You've covered
all the angles." Jack pressed the heel of his hand into his fly.
"And you'd be willing to let me do it to you?"
"I'm pretty sure."
"Well Julia's a slut. Are you a slut too, Lisa?"
"No," she instinctively defended. But then she added, "But
I'd be a slut for you, Mr. Hughes." She pressed her hips hard
against her mattress. This was actually happening.
Paula Tilson flipped back the already perfectly coiffed hair
that only came down to the tops of her ears. She raised one
eyebrow across the hall at little Jimmy Hughes. The kid wasn't so
little anymore.
Jimmy, on the other hand, was staring unabashedly at his
sister's friend. She was sleek and sexy. Her thin silk blouse
hinted at the perfect roundness of her breasts. Paula's bottom
half, which was widely regarded as the best bottom half at Lincoln
High, was wrapped in a tight black mid-thigh skirt. Her legs had
a healthy glow, needing no stockings, and her slingback sandals
were a dainty, but out-of-fashion anomaly.
Paula smiled at Jimmy and moved away down the hall. She
wondered what the kid had been thinking as he so blatantly checked
her out.
As Paula was still wondering, Tessa waltzed up and punched her
friend playfully on the arm. "Hey, Paula. Let's go for lunch.
I've got 2-for-1 coupons at Tilly's."
Paula smiled and forgot about Tessa's brother. "Okay; let me
get my jacket."
The two girls went as far as the girl's washroom, where they
always stopped before lunch. They needed to look as good as they
could when hundreds of their peers would see them. As they stood
in front of the mirror, alone in the washroom, they simply checked
each other out.
"Your blouse is kind of thin," Tessa commented, "is that why
you wanted your jacket?"
Paula nodded. "Just in case I get a major case of hi-beams.
You know how much my nipples stick out."
They giggled in front of the mirror, then continued to primp
in silence as another girl went into one of the stalls.
A few minutes later, at Tilly's they got a booth in the back
and ordered without looking at the menu.
"Is your brother old enough to get horny?" Paula suddenly
asked.
Tessa frowned. "How should I know? He's just a little brat."
Then Tessa remembered the scene she had recently witnessed in their
kitchen, when Aunt Pam had been tempting Jimmy. "I guess he
probably could. Why?"
"He was looking at me today like a seriously horny guy, that's
all."
"Well, fuck, Paula, look what you're wearing... what did you
expect?" Tessa reached across and flipped open her friend's
jacket.
Paula looked down to see the curve of her own breasts against
the silk of her blouse. Round and firm was how she liked to
describe them to herself. She was proud of her tits. "Yeah, I
guess."
"Besides, he looks at me weird sometimes too. He might be
just phasing out or something."
Paula looked around and said quietly, "I guess he would know
what to do with his prick if we gave him a chance. Don't you
think?"
With a patronizing smile, Tessa said, "Go ahead, if you want
to, dear, but I'm not letting my brother anywhere near me."
"Oh, come on Tessa. Don't you get tempted even a bit?"
Tessa shook her head. But her resolve dwindled a little and
she admitted, "I tease him every once in a while. You know, flash
him my boobs or something, but I wouldn't let him do anything about
it."
"Fuck, that's worse than not doing anything. The poor kid's
probably horny all the time because of you!"
"Jeez, Tessa, I'm sure he knows how to jerk off. He can take
care of himself."
On Saturday, Jack Hughes pulled into the parking lot of the
Winchester Mall. He spotted an empty spot a few yards from the
main entranceþa stroke of luck.
As he pulled into the spot, he realized there was a beautiful
blonde woman in the driver's seat of the car next to him. Her two
rambunctious children, both boys, were jumping around inside the
car. The mother got out of her car. Jack watched as she turned
around at the driver's door to warn the boys once more to calm
down.
She was very shapely, and the shape was displayed in a pair of
cutoffs and a tight white tank top. Her tits were about the size
of cantaloups, and her nipples were clearly defined against the
cotton top. Now Jack was staring at her ass as she bent into the
car. The single, perfect crease between her legs and the bottom of
her buttcheeks was visible as the frayed denim rode up slightly.
Jack felt his cock stir.
He spotted his briefcase on his rear passenger seatþthe side
closest to this lovely young sight. He went around and opened that
door as if to retrieve something important. His rear door
effectively trapped the woman, with her driver door on the other
side. When she stood up she realized this.
"Um, excuse me, I can't get out," she said to Jack, and smiled
when she say how good looking the man was.
"Hang on a second... I need to find my pen." He grabbed his
old Parker out of a compartment in the briefcase and stood up. He
brashly stared at her tits and made no move to close his car door.
She bent at the knees to meet his gaze. "Uh, I'm up here and
I'm in a bit of a hurry."
Jack smirked and said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help but notice
how fabulous you look in that tank top."
She smiled back. "Thanks. Most guys wouldn't admit they were
staring."
Jack leaned to look in at the boys, now calmly watching the
stranger with their mom. They looked about three and five. "Still
breastfeeding?" Jack asked casually.
The woman laughed. "No. They're a little old for that."
He smiled. "You're never too old for it." He lasciviously
licked his lips and looked down at her protruding nipples. Then he
held out his hand and introduced himself: "I'm Jack Hughes."
She shook his handþand her head. But she was still grinning.
"You're unbelievable, Mr. Hughes. Have you ever been arrested for
acting like this?"
He ignored her question. "What's your name, baby?"
"Karina Webber. And you're Jack Hughes, huh? What do you do,
Mr. Hughesþother than make perverted suggestions to lone women in
parking lots?"
Jack looked in at the kids again. They smiled tentatively at
him. We he stood again, he said, "You're not alone. You've got
your boys there with you. And did you think they were perverts
when they sucked milk out of your tits?"
Karina was intrigued by the man's arrogance. He seemed to say
whatever was on his mind. "You're a pervert. They were hungry.
Do you see the difference?"
"I'd like to find out the difference firsthand. I'm feeling
kind of hungry myself right now." He leaned towards her, over his
car door.
She didn't back away. "You are, are you? Well the flow has
stopped, so you're out of luck," she explained and added, "you
pervert." But she was smiling the whole time.
"Can you find a babysitter for these boys and come for a ride
in the country with me? I know a farm where they get milk out of
even the stubbornest cows." He grinned and stroked her bare arm
gently, looking from her eyes to her erect nipples and back.
She giggled at that one and moved closer to him. He felt her
breath on his neck. "You can't get any milk out of me, but I think
I could get some cream out of you. And don't worry about a
babysitter. They're good boys. They won't make a fuss."
She kissed his neck then pushed on the car door. He closed it
and dropped his hands onto her hips. They kissed like old lovers,
tongues entwined and pelvises pressing together.
She got back in her car and Jack trotted around to the
passenger side. As he hopped in he heard Karina explaining things
to her kids. "Timmy and Paul, Mommy's got a date with this nice
man and I want you to be very good."
Jack smiled back at the kids, who sat placidly while their
mother pulled out of the parking lot.
A few minutes later, she pulled off the road into a small dirt
track that led through a field and into a small copse of trees.
She slammed the car into park and declared, "There, Mommy's pussy
is really wet and I hope the nice man has a big hard cock to fill
it with."
Jack gulped at the way she dealt with her children. But he
was horny enough to go along with it. "Timmy, Paul, I think your
mother is a very horny slut." Assuming that they must have heard
this kind of language before, Jack wasn't surprised that the boys
just sat there looking almost bored. But he was rather shocked
when he noticed Paul, the older one, fiddling with what was likely
a little hard-on in his jeans. Jack leaned over and said quietly
to Karina, "Is that little guy getting a hard-on?"
Karina craned her neck to look into her son's lap. "I guess
he is. He's a horny little bastard. And he's so proud when he
gets one. He's always trying to poke it at me."
"Have you ever let him, you know, poke it in the right place?"
Jack asked seriously.
She grinned. "Well, once he was extra persistent after I got
out of the shower and he managed to slide it in for a second. It's
so small, and I felt bad about the incest thing, so I spanked him
and he's been a little less pesky ever since."
Jack was staring at Karina's tits again.
She sighed and started to pull off her tank top. "And you're
being a little pesky now, Mr. Hughes. I suppose you want to see my
tits."
"For starters, yeah." He leaned against the doorframe to take
in the view as she revealed her big, resilient melons. The nipples
were dark and stiff, sitting atop the large expanse of creamy flesh
like buoys in a sea of milk. Jack rubbed his cock through his
pants in appreciation.
"You like?" she asked, cupping her hands underneath and
offering them up to him.
"Yeah. The boys must have loved sucking those things." Jack
looked back at the younger kid, sitting quietly in his booster
seat. "Can you let Timmy relive the experience of breastfeeding
for me?"
"You want to watch him suck on my tits? You really are a
pervert aren't you. I can't believe it!" She laughed and
stretched into the back seat. "Okay, Timmy, come here sweetie."
She lifted Timmy over into the front seat.
Jack watched as Timmy nestled into his mother's lap and she
offered him her left breast. The kid was obviously confused about
what she wanted him to do.
"Put this in your mouth, Timmy. Pretend Mommy's boob is just
like a popsicle." Timmy tentatively formed an `O' with his mouth
and leaned his head forward.
Paul had crept forward and was now looking over the seat at
his brother and mother. He was fascinated.
Jack was similarly enthralled. He looked back and forth at
Paul and the other two. Karina's head was rapturously thrown back
against the driver's door, and Timmy's head was merrily bobbing up
and down at her breast.
With such a bizarre situation before him, Jack felt perfectly
justified when he finally unzipped his fly and released his
straining member into the open air.
Karina noticed and smiled when she saw Jack's raging manhood.
"Wow, Mr. Hughes, I'm impressed. Paul, help Mr. Hughes out with
that nasty big cock he has."
Paul scrambled into the front seat with his eyes gleaming and
his mouth open. Jack protected his cock with his hands.
"Wait a minute," Jack protested. "I wasn't counting on a
blowjob from your son. I wanted a little something from you."
Moaning and looking a little drunk from the attention her
younger son was paying to her left tit, Karina just shrugged.
Jack looked at Paul's eager face and his own throbbing hard-
on. He wanted to cum very badly. Was it such a bad thing to let
the kid suck it? It wasn't as if Jack was forcing him. The kid
really wanted to do it. And all Jack had to do was close his eyes
and imagine that his cock was being sucked by a beautiful young
girl.
Paul took advantage of Jack's indecision and slurped the man's
entire cock into his mouth. It tasted salty and the contact of his
lips made the man grunt and squirm.
Jack winced a little but noticed that his cock pulsed just as
eagerly. He closed his eyes, but soon opened them to watch Paul's
head bob up and down in his lap. The kid had obviously done this
before.
Within minutes, Jack felt the familiar tug in his balls as a
load of spunk rocketed to the surface. He grunted and humped into
Paul's mouth. The boy kept sucking, gripping the base of Jack's
shaft with frantic intensity. Finally the orgasm spilled over, and
a thick, plentiful load of goo filled Paul's mouth.
Karina watched her son swallow the stranger's spunk and smiled
wickedly.
Tessa was sitting by the pool when Jack arrived home. As much
as the blowjob from young Paul had drained him, he found a familiar
stirring in his loins as he looked out the kitchen window at his
daughter.
Her flawless tanned back was what he could see from that
vantage point. She was wearing a backless white bathing suit.
She'd bought it after complaining that her bikini made her look too
top-heavy.
She was putting up her hair at the moment. The one-piece
allowed Tessa's tits to inch out the side of the fabric, teasing
him with a hint of their firmness and size, even from behind.
"Are you looking at Tessa again?" Susan asked from behind.
He spun around, embarrassed. "No... well, yeah, but I just
noticed that she was out there."
"It's okay," she whispered, tucking her hair behind her ears.
"Do you want me to suck you off again while you watch her? Jimmy's
not around." She smiled wickedly.
Jack shook his head, thinking about how he had cum in a little
boy's mouth just a couple of hours earlier. "Nah, baby, that's
okay. I'm just going to go out and talk to Tessa."
Susan narrowed her eyes and looked at him sideways. "And I
suppose her perfect body in that new bathing suit has nothing to do
with choosing now to talk to her?"
Jack smirked and walked out to the pool.
Tessa turned her head quickly towards her father, almost
dislodging the pin that held up her hair.
"Hi Daddy."
"Hi sweetheart." He sat down in the lawn chair next to her
chaise lounge. "How's that job at the Riverside going?"
She shrugged. "Well... they called, but I didn't follow it
up. I let Lisa take my spot. I'd rather do something a little
more challenging."
He frowned at her. "Did you apply for anything else?"
Another shrug, but she smiled coyly this time. "I was
thinking maybe you could get me a job at the Commission."
Jack let out a great booming laugh. "What makes you think
that?"
She pouted. "Daddy! That's not very nice. I'd be a good
worker."
He frowned, noticing how her nipples had suddenly stiffened.
Was that the cool breeze, or a naughty thought in her mind?
"And..." she went on, wagging a finger at him, "if Julia can
get a job there, so can I." Then she noticed him looking at her
breasts. "Hey, Daddy! I'm up here!"
His eyes clicked up to her face and he smiled. "I'm sorry,
baby. I just couldn't help noticing how your... how you're filling
out into such a woman."
"What? You're surprised?" She slapped his knee playfully.
"I just showed you everything the other day after that party.
Don't you remember?"
He remembered vividly. "Well, I've been trying to forget
about that. You were a little drunk if I recall."
She sulked. "Yeah. But you sure seemed interested." Then
she craned her neck up to make an obvious gesture of checking his
crotch for a bulge.
Jack's dick was only slightly stiff, and he could still hide
it effectively behind the fly of his pants. "No reaction this
time, sweetheart."
She made a great show of pouting and crossing her arms over
her breasts. "You're no fun."
Jack looked cautiously back at the house and the neighbours'
upper windows, then squinted at his daughter. He stood up and
casually pressed his stiff cock over to one side. She watched him
intently, and he knew she could now see what had been hidden
moments before. "I can be fun when I want to be."
Tessa smiled brilliantly and said, "Wow, Daddy, it's so big!"
The thick bulge in his trousers extended at an angle from the seam
between his legs over to the edge of his right front pocket.
He smiled back and left her gawking. He was unwilling to take
it any further. He briefly thought about the fires of hell for a
moment as it was. When he looked back just before going into the
house, she was watching him serenely, as if thinking about what
might have been... or what might become.
Pam walked slowly around her store, making sure all the
merchandise was displayed properly. She checked to see that none
of her enthusiastic customers had tossed the lingerie into a pile,
or hung the small sizes in with the large.
A couple of young black men came into the store, joking and
jostling each other about the pieces of merchandise they picked up.
Pam got close enough to hear them.
"Your bitch would look pretty fine in this one, huh, Deke?"
"Her tits are too small for something like that. Nothing low-
cut."
Deke moved away, but the other young man caught a glimpse of
Pam and smiled widely.
"You the owner?" he asked.
"Yes," she said proudly.
The deep dark eyes dropped over her body and he smiled even
wider. "Mmmm Mmmm. You represent this merchandise real well.
Wanna model a few items for us?"
She blushed but felt a rush of excitement through her loins.
"No huh? Then how about a quick blowjob in the back, baby?"
She frowned at his forwardness, but still said nothing.
"You ever sucked a black dick before?"
"No," she said meekly.
"But you've been thinking about it, right?"
She sighed. "I think you should leave the store."
He turned as if to leave, but simply flipped the open sign
over and locked the front door. "Let's go in the back room, baby."
Deke noticed his friend lock the door and joined them near the
back of the store. They were just staring at each other.
"Warren, what's up man?" He looked around the store
nervously.
"This bitch wants to party."
Pam quivered at Warren's rough words. She was disgusted, yet
aroused. Angry, yet docile. Frightened, yet curious. Many times
she had fantasized about being raped by a black man. She knew it
was a common fantasy, but she wasn't sure she was ready for the
reality.
When Pam looked at Deke, she knew that he wouldn't let Warren
hurt her. He seemed to be a caring and thoughtful person.
Warren ushered them into the back room. It was the same room
in which Pam had entertained Caroline and Jack just a few weeks
ago.
"Show us your tits, baby," Warren demanded.
She crossed her arms over the front of her blouse. "Show me
your dick first." Her voice was stronger than she had expected it
to be.
Warren grinned at Deke. "See, man, I told you she wanted to
party."
Deke smiled, but shot Pam a look of concern. With a nod, she
assured him everything was okay. Then she started to unbutton her
blouse.
Warren unzipped his fly and pulled out a thick veiny cock.
Pam was astounded by its appearance. Although it wasn't fully
hard, she could see the lighter coloured area under the bulbous
head. It wasn't dark all over, as she had imagined. And she was
also surprised to see that he was circumsized.
"Hey, Deke, I think she's impressed."
Deke sat back against a packing crate and looked at Pam. She
was a beautiful woman, but he wasn't sure that they should be
making her do this.
Pam grinned at Deke. "You can take yours out too, you know."
He shrugged. "That's okay... I'll see what happens." He
looked at Warren's pulsating dick.
Pam finished unbuttoning her blouse and rocked her shoulders
to pull it off. She walked up to Warren in her bra and jeans.
"Can I touch it?"
Warren leaned back, offering his quickly stiffening prick to
her. "Go ahead."
She reached out tentatively and ran one fingernail lightly
down the top of Warren's shaft. His cock was standing
perpendicular to his body now, engorging to full hardness. Her
touch make it leap.
Warren roughly grabbed one of her tits and hefted it. "Nice
fucking tits. Check them out, Deke."
Deke approached Pam from behind and ran his hands around her
front. He caressed both breasts and gently rolled the nipples
between each thumb and middle finger.
"Take off the bra," Warren said.
Pam undid the clasp at the front, running her hands over
Deke's. Deke continued to fondle her tits after she had exposed
them.
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