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It has: Bi Incest, Hetro Sex, Bestiality, Anal, Anal Rimming,
Masturbation, Voyeurism.
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Mother's Friend
Chapter 1
Mary Power looked at her reflection in the full-length
mirror, saw her firm, full tits, saw her plain black nylon
panties, her only remaining garment, made one final try to
overcome temptation--and failed. Pushing her panties down
quickly, she turned and went to open the door to admit the source
of her temptation--King, her big German shepherd.
Seeing the woman naked, King knew what to expect, and his big
tail wagged with excitement at the thought of mounting the woman's
big ass and ramming his prick into her cunt for a magnificent
fuck. At once, his snout went to her crotch to sniff and she
rubbed his head as she talked to him.
"Yes, King, you're going to fuck Mommy again, you lucky dog.
You really like my cunt, don't you? You don't consider me a
pervert like the rest of the world would if they knew."
Mary knew it made no sense talking to her dog about her
problems, but there was nobody else, had not been since her
husband left almost a year ago. Even when he'd been around, there
hadn't really been anyone to talk to. He'd had his beer and
television and that was enough. The most intelligent sounds she'd
heard out of him in the last couple years of their marriage were
his seemingly unending beer farts.
Even when he'd gotten around to sex, it was no good. He
liked to feel her up a little, until she began to get nice and
horny, then he would give her his cock to suck. If she got it in
her cunt two or three times a year, she had felt fortunate;
otherwise it was suck, suck, suck.
It wasn't that she minded sucking a cock; she enjoyed it once
in a while, but not as a steady diet.
What finally brought it all to an end was that Saturday
afternoon when, full of beer and watching a football game, he
called her to him at half-time, put a hand under her skirt and
played with her crotch for a minute or two, then took his cock out
and told her to go down on him as half-time entertainment. That
was the day she told him to stick his cock up his ass, that she
was finished.
He seemed to sense it and just before she turned and walked
out of the room, she saw him jerking off, holding a beer can in
his left hand to catch his jizz.
"That should be a perfect marriage," she told him
sarcastically, and walked away.
But it wasn't the time for thinking of the old unhappiness or
even of the unhappiness to come. King was sniffing at her crotch,
trying to get his long tongue at her cunt, and she wanted it as
much as he did, so she went to the bed, sat on the edge, then fell
back, opening and raising her legs to give her cunt to him to be
licked.
Sighing and panting, Mary felt her passion flaring as the big
animal lovingly licked her twat. She knew it was going to be one
of those days when he would lick her snatch all the way to a
beautiful big come, a come she would feel all the way to the tips
of her fingers and toes, and then she would be kneeling and he
would mount her ass to give her a magnificent fucking with his
man-sized cock.
Without warning, King stopped licking her snatch and then she
saw him trying to mount her as she lay on her back with her crotch
still wide open.
"Down, King," she scolded and he obeyed. "Just because you
fuck a woman doesn't mean you're a man. Come on," she urged, a
hand rubbing her cunt, "get back to licking my pussy for me. Lick
my cunt and make me come."
The dog resumed his licking, and this time he stayed on the
job until Mary felt the big orgasm getting ready to explode inside
her. She caught her breath, held it, then she was coming, jerking
her crotch away from the big animal and lying face down on the
bed, her chubby, white ass bouncing as rubbed her pussy mound on
the sheet in ecstasy. Sitting beside the bed, King watched her
squirm and shiver all over the bed.
"Oh King, that was lovely," Mary said with a sigh as she got
up. Then she went to crouch beside him on the carpet, a hand
under him, grabbing his big prick and giving it a slow jerking,
though she doubted that he needed to be set up to fuck her.
"Yes, King, you like it when Mommy plays with your big cock,
don't you? What a lovely cock you have, you big beauty. It feels
so good when you're ramming that beautiful prick up my cunt and
fucking me. Are you all set now, lover?" she asked as she looked
and saw the wet, red cock sticking out of the sheath and decided
it was time to play bitch with him, to get down on all fours and
give him her ass to ride and her hot cunt to fuck.
Releasing his cock, she smiled, patting the big animal on the
head; then she was kneeling so that she could watch their
reflection in the full-length mirror while he fucked her. The
animal showed how well he had been trained by sitting obediently,
his eyes feasting on her naked body until she gave the command for
him to come and fuck her.
He got to his feet at once and bounded across the room to
her. As he reached her, he took just one sniff of her cunt, then
he mounted his human bitch, wrapped big paws around her and began
jabbing a cock which grew alarmingly as the sheath peeled all the
way back off his cock, a cock which was almost what Mary had
called it--man-sized.
Looking in the mirror, a profile view, Mary saw the big prick
jabbing the air and loved the sight of it, thrilled to the sight
of the big cock and the excitement of her dog; then the tip of his
jabbing prick touched the edge of her cunt and Mary braced herself
for what was to come.
The animal paused, she heard him panting, then he jabbed
again, and this time his cock went straight and true, right up her
cunt. There was never anything at all tentative about King. That
first jab of his cock invariably sent at least half its length up
her hole, and then he was panting as he fed the rest of it into
her and made her know that her cunt was full of stiff cock.
"Oh yes ... oh yes ... oh yes," Mary panted as her big dog
began fucking her, screwing as no man ever had, his banger
pistoning up her snatch so fast that strokes couldn't be counted
as they blurred into what became a magnificently thrilling fuck,
one that went on and on.
As King continued to hump her big, white ass, Mary played the
trick she always played, turning off her mind so that she had no
concept of time, only of stiff, hard-driving prick in her cunt and
a vague, powerful beast mounted on her ass, his rampant prick
raping her as she knelt helplessly.
In her fantasy, she was tied over a padded bar, totally
helpless, while the animal fucked her. Sometimes the beast had no
definite identity; at other times he was a giant gorilla. Always,
though, there was an audience on hand, a big audience of men and
women who laughed at her, taunted her and urged the animal on with
the fucking.
She saw the audience clearly this time. They were a
fashionably dressed group, men in formal evening dress and women
in low-cut gowns. And then she saw that the gowns the women wore
were more than low-cut; they were topless, so that their boobs
showed clearly--little tits, medium-sized, big and beautiful, big
and floppy, every type.
And then she saw something about the men that she hadn't seen
before. They all had their cocks out and every cock was stiffly
erect.
Terrified that all those men were going to follow the animal
and fuck her to death, Mary asked if they were an going to screw
her. One man replied, his voice ringing clearly through the room,
telling her that they wouldn't think of sticking their cocks in
her violated cunt. He told her that she was only good enough to
be fucked by animals, that they were going to fuck their women--
decent, normal women who fucked men, not beasts.
The fantasy was going out of control, and Mary could find no
way of stopping it; then the big dog began to twitch and jerk on
her ass, and she felt his hot juice shooting up her snatch.
The fantasy clicked off instantly. She was alone in her room
again, alone with her dog and he was panting in frenetic delight
as he shot her a full load of sperm, then paused to rest against
the smoothness of her ass, as his knot subsided inside of her tight
pussy. Finally, he dismounted and curled upon the floor to lick at his
well-used cock.
Mary usually felt beautifully content after the dog had
screwed her, but this time the same glow wasn't with her. Wanting
her come, she knelt up and sent a hand into her crotch, a finger
finding her hard clit near the top of her gash.
Refusing to think back to the fantasy which had been so
painful, she looked at her four-legged lover as she fingered her
twat, looked at the reflection of her big tits in the mirror,
seeing them jerk and sway, feeling the promise of orgasm growing
stronger and stronger.
And then it was there, a beautiful big come, and she panted
and moaned and grunted, her big ass jerking strongly as wave after
beautiful wave of orgasm swept over her and washed away the
ugliness left behind by the cruel fantasy, washed it away and left
her feeling gloriously content as she knelt back on her haunches
while the dog looked at her curiously, as though wondering what
all the fuss was about.
And then Mary noticed the time. It was a bit later than she
thought, and her daughter could be home from school soon. Chasing
the dog out of the room, she picked up her panties, stepped into
them and snugged them around her body, covering but not destroying
the glow she felt, especially in her crotch.
As she dressed, she told herself that it was better when she
fucked the dog at night since she didn't have to get dressed
later, but could lie in bed, naked, savoring the golden post-
orgasmic glow until it blended with sleep and she drifted gently
away.
She had been dressed only a few minutes when Sharon, her
fourteen-year-old daughter, returned home. Sharon was a pretty
girl who was well-aware of it, and who dressed to show her budding
little titties and wore tight jeans to show off her nicely rounded
behind.
Mary had spoken to her about that a few times, but Sharon
used the stock answer that all the girls dressed that way and she
couldn't be different or they would laugh at her.
There had to be some argument to use against that, Mary felt,
but she had never found it, and so she let it go and her daughter
continued to display her wares in the sexy packaging. When Sharon
got a little older, Mary promised herself, she'd have to do
something about it, though she didn't know just what that would
be.
After all, at thirty-three Mary could recall her teen years
quite clearly. She remembered how it felt when her little tits
began to develop, how carefully she had watched them grow. She
recalled the long sessions of posing before her mirror, watching
as her body began the long, long trip from girl to young woman.
But Mary didn't have any reason to envy Sharon her nice
figure, since she had retained hers. She was a little heavier
than she had been ten years ago, but the added weight had been
distributed nicely. Her tits, ass and thighs were still firm and
shapely, and she was pleased to observe that men still looked at
her, sometimes turned around to do so; she had remained conscious
of diet and exercise, determined to keep her figure as long as
possible, even though, in times of depression, she told herself it
was wasted when her only lover was a dog who didn't care what she
looked like as long as she had a cunt to offer when she got down
on all fours.
"How was school?" she asked her daughter, and then they
chatted about little things, the girl pleased that her mother
liked to chat with her, to share her interests, unlike the mothers
of most girls she knew.
Mary was aware of that and cultivated it. She knew how much
the divorce had upset their daughter, even though Sharon's father
had paid her little attention.
After a little while, Sharon told her mother that she wanted
to watch a lot of television that night and she had homework to
do, so she went to her room and closed the door, knowing that her
mother wouldn't disturb her.
But it wasn't homework Sharon had on her mind just then. In
a crowded hallway after final class, Tommy, a boy with a
reputation as an ass-grabber, had stolen three exciting feels of
the seat of her tight jeans. That had been especially flattering,
since he usually chose older girls for that. It told her that she
had a nice ass, nice enough to attract the sixteen-year-old who
preferred older girls, yet was attracted to what she packed in the
seat of her pants.
Opening her jeans, she pushed them and her plain white
panties down, and looked at the patch of fuzz above her pussy.
She wished it would hurry and develop into a patch of real hair
rather than just peach fuzz; yet, she told herself, Tommy would
love to see it and feel it and check below to see and feel her
little cunt. If she gave him the chance, she sensed, he would do
more than just see and feel her cunt; he'd stick a big, hard cock
in it and break her cherry. It would hurt, and then she would
watch her belly getting big with a baby.
Sharon didn't like that thought, so she turned it off. She
twisted to look at her ass in the mirror. The cheeks were plump
and firm and so smooth. Closing her eyes then, she squeezed one,
the way he had squeezed it, and she could understand why Tommy was
an ass-grabber. Asses felt nice, she thought to herself as she
squeezed and rubbed both cheeks.
Sharon blushed a little as she found herself wondering what
it would be like to feel a girl's butt, maybe a bigger girl with
bigger cheeks. She had heard vague stones about lesbians and had
always thought them perverted and sick, but for the first time she
was able to think about being naked with another girl without
feeling anything but excitement.
She thought of Angie, her fifteen-year-old friend, her best
friend. Angie would have a lovely ass, Sharon thought as she
looked down at her fallen jeans and panties. Then she had a
finger in her pussy, and she was ready to start diddling herself.
When she finger-fucked her snatch, she usually enjoyed
fantasies in which she peeped while men and woman did sexy things
to each other, but this time her thoughts were only about Angie.
As the little finger moved excitingly in her warm slit, she
saw Angie standing with her pants and panties down around her
ankles and she was standing behind her friend, playing with the
cheeks of her ass and telling her friend how firm and silky her
butt was.
Angie enjoyed it, too, and then they went to the bed where
Angie lay face down. Sitting beside her, Sharon pushed her blouse
up higher, then took the rest of her clothes off and resumed
playing with her lovely bare ass while her friend squirmed and
sighed and begged for more.
It became the strongest fantasy Sharon had ever experienced,
and she worked at keeping it alive and strong. Angie wanted
Sharon to finger her pussy for her and she agreed boldly, but she
didn't want to stop playing with her friend's pretty ass in order
to do it, so Angie stood and she sat on the edge of the bed.
While her right hand played with a silken buttcheek, her left
went into her friend's crotch and rubbed her pussy warmly. Angie
had a nice patch of coppery hair to crown her cunt, and Sharon
envied it, but she didn't let that disturb the enjoyment she got
from playing with the big asscheeks. Then her finger was in
Angie's slit and she fingering her box while her friend panted.
When she felt the approach of orgasm, Sharon was not sure for
a moment whether the come was going to be her's or Angie's. Then
it struck, and she knew it was hers as her young body trembled and
jerked strongly until the spasms stopped, leaving her breathless
and feeling wonderful.
Chapter 2
The next time Mary took her dog to her bedroom, it was after
eleven at night, and her daughter was sleeping soundly, as she
always did. She went to the window and closed the drapes, but it
was just a routine thing, and she did it carelessly. In the
beginning, she had been very careful that the drapes were closed
tightly, perfectly, but as the sex bouts with the dog became more
and more common, she became less careful.
This time, the bottom of one drape curled back, leaving a
small triangle, but enough so that someone with an eye pressed
close to the window would be able to see clearly into the room.
Mary was unaware of it.
"Yes, King," she whispered as she opened her dress, "I'm
going to strip bare naked and you'll give me a nice cunt-lapping,
and then I'll get down on the floor and you'll mount me and give
me a nice big fucking."
Taking her dress off, she patted the animal, then went on
undressing, not aware of the opening in the drapes, not aware that
a man was walking that night, a man named Adam.
Adam had once been a happy man. He operated a very
successful business, he had a daughter and a son, and he had his
own Eve. She had been a wonderful woman, one who loved to laugh
and to care for her children and her home, and she especially
loved to romp with her husband--in bed, in the kitchen, in the
car, outside in the garden, after dark, anywhere at all.
They had explored sex together and had learned so many things
about it. The first time he went down on her and brought her to
orgasm with his mouth and tongue, she decided she was no longer
interested in one day going to heaven; she had found a better
place.
After that, it seemed only logical that she should do the
same for her husband. They both had trembled as she pushed the
head of his big cock into her mouth and he showed her how to suck
a man off and drink his rich, warm cream.
To the surprise of neither, she loved blowing him and did it
often, even when he was driving the car and she was curled up on
the seat beside him, his big cock stretching her mouth as she
sucked, wanting to giggle if she had been able to, when he began
shooting. Then he would be grunting and groaning, holding onto the
wheel for dear life with both hands.
More than a few. times, he had caught her bending over in the
kitchen, and she had only sighed as he tossed her skirt over her
back, lowered her panties and after playing with her ass for a
little while, had used a bit of butter to lubricate her asshole,
then slowly worked his long cock up there to bugger her.
And there were so many more beautiful times as their lives
became richer and more exciting with each passing day, until the
same fate which had been so kindly in bringing them together,
proved to have a vicious side as well.
It began with the headaches which pained her so and became
more and more consistent. The doctor gave her a prescription to
kill the pain and suggested she was bored with family Life and
should develop other interests.
Angry, she didn't go back to him. The pain of the headaches
was somewhat dulled by the medicine. She learned to live with it
until Adam insisted that she go to another doctor.
This one was more concerned and had her go into the hospital
for tests, tests which shattered her world and Adam's when they
disclosed a brain tumor. It was inoperative. All she could do
was live with a constant pain and a constant, haunting knowledge
that the pain would go away soon, when she died. And then she
did, and Adam was left with his grief, his memories, and a
fourteen-year-old girl and eleven-year-old boy.
Nights were the worst times, those nights when, only
partially awake, he would reach for the lovely, silken buttcheeks
and not find them. He would be wide awake then as he realized
what had happened. After that, there could be no sleep for a
while, not until he had numbed the hurt with whiskey and water,
much whiskey and a little water.
Evenings were bad, too, especially after the kids were in
bed. Those used to be among the best times as they necked in the
living room until all was quiet. Those were the times when her
clothes would be removed gradually, and then the fun and games
would start.
The lonely evenings tortured him for months; then he tried to
escape them by walking. The house safely locked, he would walk
the streets until he was so tired he knew he would be able to
sleep, especially if, when he returned to the house, he jacked
off, as he so often did.
And then, late one evening, as he walked a quiet residential
street, he noticed a movement behind an undraped window and looked
again. He saw a woman in a white slip, folding her dress over the
back of a chair.
Instantly, he felt guilty about peeping at her, but he
couldn't stop himself from moving closer. As she caught the hem
of the slip and pulled it over her head, he felt his cock stirring
and knew that he would jack himself off that night, perhaps before
he got home.
He stood on a spot at the top of a hill. The houses were
below street level, and he could see clearly into the bedroom,
could see that she was alone in the second-story room.
She took her bra off and her tits looked good, big yet firm,
and she rubbed them in the way a woman does after taking off her
bra; then she sat at a vanity and fiddled with her hair for a
little while.
When she got up, her back turned to him, she pushed her white
panties down and stepped out of them, naked, her beautiful, rather
plump ass pointed right at him so that he could see the deep crack
between the big oval cheeks.
Sensuality flared as never before for Adam, and he pressed
carefully against a big tree, checked to see that he was alone on
the relatively darkened street, then took his cock out. It was
hard and sensitive to his touch as he held it.
Her back still turned to him, the woman dropped her panties
on the floor, then bent to pick them up. As she did, her ass
widened, looking so white in the light of the room and then he saw
more than her ass, saw the slash of cunt in her relatively
hairless crotch and he gave his cock a few tugs.
Going to the bed, the woman lay on her back, her legs wide
apart. For a little while, she fondled her tits, then her hands
rubbed down slowly over her tummy and down to her thighs. When
one hand returned to her boobs, the other remained much farther
down, rubbing toward her crotch; then it was there, slowly
stroking her twat.
As Adam realized that she was going to finger her cunt, he
decided he would masturbate along with her, holding back until she
climaxed before firing his load into the darkness. Then he almost
groaned aloud as the woman got off the bed and walked naked to the
window, her tits bobbing as she reached to draw the drapes.
He was angry and frustrated, but still wildly aroused. He
pulled his cock fast as she closed one drape, then moved across
the open portion of the window to close the other. He could still
see one big tit, in that moment before she could get the drape
closed, when his charge went off, spurting through the darkness.
When he was drained, he hurriedly stuffed his cock back into
his pants and zipped his fly closed. He knew she was behind the
drapes fingering her cunt, but since the drapes were tightly
closed, he knew he wasn't going to be able to see her, so he
turned and began walking toward his home, his heart still
pounding, his legs, especially his knees, still a little weak.
His nightly walks became more frequent after that night.
Often, he visited the street where it had all begun, but only
rarely did he see the same woman undressing before the undraped
window. It happened sometimes, but he guessed that she was only a
part-time exhibitionist, that she staged her striptease only when
the mood was on her. He wondered about her private life and
guessed that, like him, she was unhappy and alone.
From time to time, Adam thought of an affair with some
healthy, happy woman, but he knew that couldn't be, not for him.
One emotional commitment had been enough; he had given all and he
was drained. There could never be a woman to replace the one fate
had taken from him. He would use peeping to stimulate and to fill
the void, but that would have to be enough, that and his
masturbation.
Adam was an intelligent man and he learned the tricks of his
trade. He walked quiet, not too well-lighted streets and service
lanes which gave him access to the rear of houses. He learned
that the fully undraped windows could rarely be counted on to
provide a show, but that carelessly closed drapes or blinds not
quite lowered all the way were much more promising since they gave
the occupants of the house a false sense of privacy.
He kept notes of every score, addresses, times, subject
matter, comments. From his notes, he was able to schedule a
series of routes to follow.
Usually, the show consisted of a woman undressing for bed or
bath, sometimes with a man, but there were those special shows
that really turned him on, those scenes where a man and woman went
into a bedroom together and he saw that they weren't eager to
sleep.
They would kiss, and the man would fondle the woman.
Sometimes they would be laughing, other times there was an air of
passion without humor as they hurriedly stripped. He loved to
watch the foreplay, the fondling and sucking of tits while the
woman played with a stiff prick. Once in a while, he would see a
more daring couple, and the man would suck and lick her cunt,
making her come before they fucked.
Whenever it was possible, he would have his hard cock in his
hand while he watched, and sometimes he lost control and shot his
wad while the show was still going on, but he tended to be
careful, and that didn't happen often.
One of the frustrations of the trade was car headlights,
another was other night walkers, but he learned to live with them.
The only thing he ever carried was an evening newspaper, so that
he would appear to be a businessman who had gone out to buy a
paper and decided on a stroll before going to bed.
His biggest score was an apartment window which he observed
from the fire escape of a darkened, abandoned building across a
vacant lot. Two beautiful young women were undressing for bed and
in the course of their disrobing, they began to play.
When they were naked, they fell onto the double bed together
and began fondling each other while they shared many passionate
kisses. They fondled and sucked tits, stroked thighs and asses
and played with cunts until Adam feared he would fall off the fire
escape as he kept pressed against the darkened wall. Then they
nearly drove him out of his mind as one of them turned and then
they were in an end-to-end embrace, each sucking and lapping the
cunt of the other.
They staged a lengthy, lusty, lesbian performance for him,
and as they lay together resting after both had climaxed, Adam
stared at them while he slowly pulled his stiff, throbbing prick
until the churning in his balls told him it was time for blast-
off. His eyes feasting on the resting women, he panted as his
sperm shot out into the darkness.
Adam visited the fire escape often, and his beautiful
lesbians performed for him many times.
Chapter 3
At home, Adam was a model father who made sure that his
children knew he was eager to share things with them, to listen to
their problems and help work them out, rather than giving them pat
solutions.
When their mother had been alive, the house had often rung
with laughter, and Adam knew it was up to him to restore that as
quickly as possible after her death. It wasn't easy, but he
worked at it; seeing what he was doing, the kids tried, too, so
that it was not long before the family, the survivors of the old
family unit, resumed a reasonably normal state as they picked up
the threads together and went on with their lives.
The children didn't question his nightly walks, taking his
word for it that he liked a little solitude and exercise before
going to bed. Frequently, they were not even aware of the walks
since they were asleep before he left the house.
The house where Mary lived with her daughter and her dog
wasn't on his list, but Adam kept working new areas, constantly
looking for new faces, new talent, something different and more
exciting. He doubted, however, that he was ever going to find
anything more exciting than his beautiful lesbians, whom he
visited once or twice a week, not wanting to go more often for
fear of spoiling it and making it boring.
Usually, if he were patient and waited long enough, they gave
him a performance of some kind, but there were some nights when
all they did was strip and get into bed. Even those nights were
interesting enough since they both had beautiful bodies, but it
was so much more thrilling when he watched one or both of them
eating pussy and doing their other erotic things to entertain him
while he perched on the fire escape.
It had been a dull evening, he had spotted a couple of women
in bra and panties, but that was about all. If things were going
to improve, he told himself, it was just about time for it since
it was a bit after eleven, a good time for people to be going to
bed, he knew from experience.
He was walking in the service lane behind Mary's house,
checking windows all around, when her light came on. He stopped,
saw that she had a big dog with her; then he let out a little sigh
as he saw her approach the window and knew she was going to close
the drapes. He started to leave, then stopped on a hunch. He
watched as Mary closed the drapes; then his heart gave a little
leap as he noted the little triangle which had been left to permit
a view into the room.
He cased the layout quickly. Since the dog was in the house,
he didn't have to worry about going into the garden, and the gate
from the lane hung open. Walking softly, Adam hurried into the
garden. Luck was with him, since below the window was a low stand
of the type used for hanging clothes on a line.
Getting onto it, he found that the level was great, perfect,
and the chink in the drapes provided him with a clear view of most
of the room. All he had to do then was hope nobody spotted him
there and called the cops, but it was a risk he was prepared to
take.
Mary hadn't begun undressing, he observed, and she was
sitting on the bed, patting her dog and talking to him. She was
an attractive woman, early thirties, he guessed. The hem of her
dress was up a little, and he liked what he saw of her thighs. He
liked, too, the way she filled the front of her dress, and he
guessed that her tits would be big and quite firm, lovely to stare
at while he played with his cock.
When Mary got up and reached to unfasten the top of her
dress, Adam slowly unzipped his fly. When he took his cock out,
it was hard. His practiced eye looked around the room for a
nightie, and he was pleased at not seeing one.
Mary wore no slip, and as she pulled the dress over her head,
he gazed excitedly at thighs which were even more beautiful than
he had anticipated, a little on the big side, but beautifully
firm-looking, smooth and hairless. Her tummy was just slightly
rounded, just enough so that it didn't look boyish, and her black
nylon panties hugged her crotch excitingly. He hoped she wouldn't
take them off too quickly.
She went to fold her dress over the back of a chair, and he
was delighted at the way she filled the seat of her panties. The
panties were small and sheer so that he could see her shadowy
crack. Generous portions of round, white cheek peeked around the
tiny garment, and Adam felt his cock throbbing with desire.
As she turned to face him again, she said something to her
dog while Adam feasted his eyes on the bulging cups of the black
bra; then her hands went behind her back, and he held his breath
as he awaited the unveiling of her big, promising tits.
When she took her bra off, Adam almost gasped aloud. He had
seen tits that big before, but never that big and that firm. She
looked like an overdeveloped teenager, and Adam looked at her face
again to confirm that she was as old as he had first guessed. He
told himself that she had to be at least thirty. He noticed, too,
that her face was beautiful, not in any glamorous way, but the
face of a woman with warmth and humor, yet it was a face, he saw,
that had known unhappiness and perhaps still did.
Dropping the bra onto a chair, she stood before the mirror on
her vanity and played with her boobs. It wasn't, he observed, the
casual rubbing of tits after taking a bra off; she was playing
with herself, and there was a look of passion on her face, passion
that was just beginning to build and had a long way to go before
it peaked.
He sensed that he was going to see her strip naked and finger
her cunt or fuck herself with a fake cock, and he trembled with
arousal. He didn't often catch a woman playing with herself, and
he found it wildly thrilling when he did. This was going to be
one of those very good ones, he told himself, a five-star special,
perhaps.
After she had been playing with her tits for a while, Adam
saw that her nipples were aroused and stuck out temptingly, long
and hard and very suckable. Pausing to talk to the dog again,
Mary rubbed a hand on the crotch of her panties, and Adam became
positive that he was in for a beautiful performance of finger-
fucking. For just a moment, he wondered if she were going to
include the dog in her act, then told himself he was asking for
too much. Things like that only happen in books, he told himself.
Mary went to pat the dog again, and then she stood with her
back to the window. Again Adam felt his cock throbbing and his
heart pounding as he stared at what her beautifully rounded, white
buttcheeks did to her little black panties. There was no portion
of the female anatomy Adam didn't appreciate, but he had a special
fondness for a lovely, firm, well-rounded ass, and she measured up
magnificently, top of the scale, he decided; then he thought his
heart or his cock would explode as Mary slowly pushed her panties
down to bare that lovely ass. She did it unhurriedly and,
beautiful as her big tits were, he was thankful that she had her
back to him so that his eyes could feast on her magnificent big
ass. Then she stepped out of the panties and tossed them onto the
chair with her bra.
Normally, Adam was content to just watch a woman as she
undressed, but there was something different in Mary's case,
something more than her luscious tits and butt. He was seized by
an almost overpowering urge to smash through the window and grab
her, but then he told himself that he was not a rapist. Even if
he were, the big shepherd would make very short work of him and
what the dog left would languish in jail for a long time.
Adam watch her sit on the edge of the bed and talk to the dog
while she opened her legs, showing him a glimpse of her cunt; then
she was playing with it, confirming his hunch that she was going
to masturbate for him.
Adam stared, trembling, then trembled more violently as Mary
fell back across the bed, her ass partly over the edge. She
raised and parted her shapely legs, drawing them back over her and
showing him her cunt. It, too, was beautiful, he decided at once;
then it was partially covered by her hand as she stroked it while
she talked to the dog who, Adam observed, remained seated, even
though he stretched toward her as though he wanted to get at her.
Taking the hand out of her crotch after she had parted the
lips of her cunt, she spoke to the dog, and he got up and hurried
to her.
"Jesus Christ," Adam gasped under his breath, "she really
does have him trained."
The dog went directly to Mary and began licking her cunt.
King used his long tongue well, and Adam could see that by the
expression on the woman's face as the animal kept lapping her
cunt. While he watched, Adam kept his hard cock in his hand,
giving it a slow pull from time to time, being careful not to lose
his load since he sensed that the show was far from finished.
And then he watched Mary climaxing, pushing the dog out of
her crotch and rolling over on the bed, her plump ass jerking as
the come really gripped her and held on strongly. Again he
hungered to get his hands on those beautiful big buttcheeks, to be
lying on her with his cock pushed into her tight hole.
She rested for only a short time, then she sat up and talked
to the dog again. Adam was afraid she would hear the hammering of
his heart as she dropped to the carpet on her hands and knees; he
knew the dog was going to fuck her and he was going to watch.
He saw King's prick slipping out of the sheath, red and wet-
looking as he approached her arched ass; the dog paused, sniffed
at her twat, then mounted her for his woman fuck. As he did, Adam
gasped again at the sight of the animal's cock. The sheath had
rolled all the way back so that his balls were bared, and his cock
looked as big as a man's. As Mary turned to talk to the dog,
urging him on, Adam saw her face; the smile she wore was beatific.
In that moment, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
The animal's cock jabbed the air a couple of times, then he
rammed about three inches of it up her cunt and slowly worked the
rest of it into her hole. Then he was busy fucking her, both dog
and woman panting while, outside, Adam thought he would go out of
his mind. He thought of how he hungered for the feel of her
lovely cunt, yet while he was forced to remain outside, there was
a dog fucking her. Adam decided it wasn't fair to the human race
and especially to him.
Adam couldn't keep from jacking his cock as he watched. Then
he saw the animal jerking as he shot his load into the cunt of the
naked woman and Adam lost control, his jizz spurting against the
wall of the house. It was a big charge and when he finished, he
felt deliciously weak.
So did the dog, Adam thought with a smile as King pulled his
cock out of Mary's slit and curled up on the carpet, licking his
dick, his interest in the woman obviously gone.
"Crazy fucking dog," Adam said quietly to himself. "If I'd
just finished fucking that beauty, I'd go right on loving her up
with my hands and my mouth."
He watched as Mary got up, got onto the bed and turned the
light off; then he left, but not before he got her name and
address from her mailbox. As he walked to his home, Adam vowed
that he would get to know Mary and that they would be lovers. All
he didn't know was how he was going to arrange that.
Chapter 4
Adam wrestled with his problem for two days and the greater
part of two nights, yet he couldn't come up with the solution he
sought. He didn't go walking those evenings, wasn't interested in
watching other women undressing for bed, wasn't interested even in
his two beautiful lesbians. The only thing on which his mind
would dwell was the beautiful, exciting woman with the dog and how
he was going to arrange to meet her.
Phoning her was out of the question, Adam reasoned. Before
he could begin his approach, she would hang up on him. Over and
over again he told himself that a letter was the only approach.
Though he didn't like the idea, he finally faced the fact that
there were no alternatives, so he spent an entire evening writing,
throwing away, changing and writing some more.
It was after midnight when he finished and as he reread his
letter, he still wasn't sure it was right.
He began the letter by telling of the tragic loss of his wife
and went on to tell how, after a long period during which
masturbation was his only sexual outlet, he accidentally became a
peeping Tom. He told her how he had tried to fight it, realizing
the danger it involved, but that he hadn't had the strength to
stop.
Then came the really tough part where he told her what he had
seen when he peeped into her window that night. He didn't dwell
on details, saying just enough so that she would know what he had
observed--the lapping and the fucking King had given her. He
told, too, that in his wild arousal and jealousy of the dog, he
had jacked off outside her window.
Much of the letter was an impassioned plea for her to agree
to see him, pointing out that he was a loner, an unhappy lonesome
man, and that he sensed it was a problem they shared, that in
getting to know each other, in talking of their problems and of
life, they could, hopefully, build a new life for themselves, one
which would be full and rich and rewarding. If not, he pointed
out, at least they would have discussed their problems and perhaps
even that would be helpful to both. After much debate with
himself, he mailed the letter on Friday evening, knowing she would
receive it on Monday. He hadn't signed the letter, for obvious
reasons, but he promised he would phone her on Monday for her
answer.
On Monday morning, at ten o'clock, Adam went to a quiet
restaurant where there was a phone booth in the back, and his hand
trembled as he fed a dime into the slot and dialed her number.
He heard nervousness in her voice when he told her he was the
writer of the letter and begged her not to hang up. She told him
she wouldn't.
Nervously, she told him of her terrible humiliation at his
having caught her with her guilty secret. Then he reminded her
that he had confessed his guilty secret to her in the letter, so
that they were even.
Both were trying, and gradually much of the nervousness
passed so that they were able to talk a little more easily. Then
they agreed that he would go to visit her at ten-thirty.
"You're sure you're not afraid to have me in your house
alone?" he asked considerately. "We could meet in some public
place, a park for instance."
"No, I'm not afraid. Something in your voice and in the tone
of your letter tells me I won't be in any danger with you."
There was a florist shop next to the restaurant, and Adam
bought a dozen beautiful red roses which he earned as he got out
of his car in front of her house and turned up the walk. Mary had
seen him coming and opened the door before he could ring the bell.
She was pleased to see a handsome, well-dressed, clean-cut man,
with just a few traces of gray hair around his temples, but she
couldn't keep from blushing, and she apologized for it, stammering
a little.
"I'm nervous, too," he told her, "and you blush far more
beautifully than these roses," he added as he gave her the
bouquet. Her hands trembled as she took it and thanked him, then
led him into the living room where a coffee service had been set
up.
Conversation was difficult in the beginning, and Adam saw
that it was up to him to get things started. He repeated much of
what he had told her in the letter; that helped loosen her up so
that she was able to talk about the emptiness of her own life, her
bad marriage, starvation for sex and finally, how by accident she
had learned that, in a forbidden manner, her dog could serve her
needs much better than her husband had.
"It's all right while it's happening and for a while after,"
Mary told him, "but then comes the shame. I have cruel little
voices in my head, telling me I'm no longer a woman, that no man
would want me and that I'm only good enough for dogs," she said,
and Adam saw tears welling up in her eyes.
"Don't talk like that," he scolded. "I know what you mean.
I hear voices, too, after I've peeped at other people making love
while I was jerking off like a little boy. It can't be worse for
you than it is for me. That's why I'm convinced we're each
other's only hope."
They talked on for more than an hour, then reached the stage
where they were discussing various sexual acts. There was a
different kind of nervousness then, a strongly sexual one. As
their conversation became more intimate, the feeling grew in both
of them until it was straight sexual arousal and both knew it.
When he asked if he might sit beside her on the couch, she
nodded and gave him a nervous smile. Seeing that she was
trembling as he sat, Adam put an arm around her waist, felt the
firmness of her flesh. Then his mouth was on hers, and they were
kissing in passionate abandon. It was obvious that they would be
screwing in just a little while, and Adam couldn't believe his
good fortune.
Still, not wanting to make even one blunder, he kept his
hands off her thighs and tits until she took one hand and guided
it to a nyloned thigh, just above her knee. They were kissing at
the time, and as his tongue played with hers, his hand squeezed
and rubbed up the sheer nylon until it was on the skin of a
luscious thigh and Adam and Mary were sighing into each other's
mouths.
"We don't need to wait any longer, Adam," Mary told him after
the kiss, while his hand on her thigh triggered electric
sensations for both of them. "Take me to my bed now. Strip me
naked and we'll make love. I know it's going to be so good. I'll
try to be good for you, too."
"I want that, Mary, more than I want life," Adam told her.
Then they were walking hand in hand to her bedroom where she bent
over the bed, displaying her lush thighs as she drew the covers
back.
As she did, Adam began undressing. He did it fast, and by
the time she had removed her dress, he was naked, his cock looking
big and proud and beautiful in erection. Mary let out little
squeal as she looked at it and thought of how good his prick would
feel in her hot, churning cunt.
She reached to unhook her bra, but Adam caught her hands and
told her he would do it. Before doing so, he fondled the cups of
her bra, telling her what lovely tits she had and how firm and
youthful they were; then he took her in his arms again and while
they kissed, he rubbed his hands down her silken-smooth back to
feel the luscious big buttcheeks he lusted for. She loved the way
he fondled her and the way his hard prick throbbed against her
belly.
As their kiss ended, Adam slipped the hooks of her bra. Then
he stepped back with the garment in his hands, staring hotly at
her lovely, naked tits while Mary panted with lust, surprised that
she felt proud of her body, more proud than nervous at baring it
to this stranger, this beautiful, romantic man.
"I still can't believe that breasts can be so beautiful, so
big, so firm," he told Mary as he held a boob in each hand and
fondled gently.
"With you, I want to call them tits. I want to hear and use
all the sex words. Do you mind?" she
asked.
"Mind? Far from it. I'm going to suck these luscious tits,
darling. I'm also going to suck your lovely cunt and make you
come with my tongue, but I'm going to suck and kiss and lick a lot
of other places as well. We're going to go wild, Mary, and it'll
be hours before we come back to earth."
"Oh yes, Adam, yes, and you'll fuck me with that big,
beautiful, hard cock I feel against my belly. I want to feel that
lovely cock inside my hot cunt. Do you really want to fuck me,
Adam? Do you want to put your cock in my cunt and fuck me?" she
repeated, loving the sound of the words.
"I want to fuck you more than I want to breathe," Adam told
her. Then he was kissing her mouth again and her big, bare tits
were mashed against his chest. Both his hands clutched her satiny
asscheeks as they shared saliva.
"Aren't you going to take my panties off?" she asked as he
eased her down onto the bed and loomed above her.
"You can be sure of that, darling," he told her, "in a little
while. There are so many things to do first. I intend to make
the unveiling of your beautiful ass a very special event."
Mary accepted that with a sigh; then she was sighing more
loudly as Adam fondled and sucked her tits in a way they had never
been sucked and fondled before. While he sucked one luscious
boob, he fondled them both. His ardent touches drove her farther
into the throes of lust.
After he had been sucking her second tit awhile, she felt one
of his hands rubbing down her tummy, and she opened her legs wide
to make a path for it. Adam's hand followed the path right down
into her crotch, and he felt the warmth of her soft, tender cunt
through sheer nylon, his rubbing hand providing a maddening thrill
for her as he continued to suck the silken jug which she pressed
up at him, sighing and panting and moaning with desire.
"Oh, Adam, my panties are all wet in the crotch and my cunt
is so hot and juicy for you," Mary said, her behind squirming on
the sheet.
"Then I guess I'll just have to do something about it, won't
I?" he said as he raised his face from her tit and licked his
lips. "I think I'm going to love the taste of your wet panties.
Open your legs nice and wide, Mary."
"You're going to ... to suck my panties?"
"Yes, darling. I'm going to have a nice taste of nylon-
filtered cunt, and then I'll take your panties off and suck and
lick your hot, juicy twat until you can't stand another come.
I'll probably suck for at least an hour."
All Mary could do was moan with passion; then she cried out
more loudly as his face went into her crotch, brushed an inner
thigh, and then he was sucking and lightly chewing on the wet
crotch of her panties, rocketing her to a new plateau of passion,
one she had never before achieved.
As he sucked, Adam worked his hands under her, and she raised
her ass to help. He fondled her lush, smooth buttcheeks while he
went on sucking and slurping in her crotch, making her panties
very wet and adding to the searing heat of her cunt.
Abandoning herself totally to him, Mary was sure than no
woman in history had ever been as well loved, then reminded
herself that they were only getting started, that she still had
her panties on, wet though they were, and that the actual cunt-
lapping and fucking was yet to come. She wondered if her heart
could stand it all, wondered if it were possible to die of too
much joy, but the thought didn't bother her at all; then she
gasped as she realized that, despite the fact that her panties
were still on, she was right on the verge of coming.
She opened her mouth to pant the words to her lover, but she
didn't make it. Instead of words, she emitted a series of groans
and high-pitched wails, and her body jerked through an orgasm that
was as magnificent as any she had ever known, better than any, she
decided as the delicious waves kept sweeping over her while Adam
kept his face pressed into the warmth of her wet crotch, inhaling
deeply, his hands holding the cheeks of her ass firmly.
"Oh, Adam," she sighed, "I've never had a come with my
panties on in my life. You work miracles."
"There are going to be a lot of miracles, darling," he told
her, "and a lot of comes. Lie face down now so I can unveil that
work of art you carry in your panties."
Sighing, her eyes shining, Mary turned over and lay face down
as his hands went to her buttcheeks which were only partially
covered by her panties. As he played there, she thought of how
she had always considered her ass too big and had never dreamed
that one day a man would call it a work of art and would handle it
as though he meant what he said. When he bent to kiss and lick
bare skin around the cuffs of her panties, Mary groaned deeply.
She had never been kissed there and wondered how she had been able
to live without it, or would be able to in the future if things
turned out that way.
And then she felt him beginning to peel her panties down and
tried to raise a little to help him. He lowered them until two
inches of the top of her crack showed. He paused and pressed his
lips there in a thrilling kiss. Before taking his mouth away, he
licked the top of her crack and made it excitingly wet, then he
went back to peeling her panties down, his voice breaking as he
told her over and over how beautiful she was.
Her wet panties were caught in her crotch, but he freed them
with the same gentle touch, then took them down her legs and off.
Telling her to look, Adam untangled her panties, found the wet
crotch and put it in his mouth. Mary trembled as she saw and
heard him sucking juice from the nylon, the thrill so great she
thought she would faint. Then he kissed the wet crotch of the
garment and dropped it onto the chair.
Returning to the bed, he knelt up beside her and gazed
lovingly at the perfect rounds of her ass. Then he crouched
beside her and settled down to play with them, using his hands and
his lips and his tongue as she squirmed, sighed and panted and
rubbed her bushy cunt mound on the sheet.
From time to time, his lips would leave a cheek and his hands
would pull the firm mounds apart; then his face was between them
and he was licking deeply, wetly in her crack, the tip of his
tongue playing teasing games with her bung, her groans becoming a
little louder as he tickled her asshole.
"Is your pretty pussy ready for another come now?" he asked.
When she told him it was more than ready, he had her turn over,
bending her knees up and moving them wide apart as he stared into
her crotch where he saw a cunt that was truly beautiful.
"But don't all cunts look the same?" Mary asked.
"Not by any means. I've seen cunts that were so-so, others
that were positively ugly. A truly pretty cunt is quite unusual,
and you have a beautiful one to look at and to touch and to suck
and to fuck. I plan to do all of those things to it, if you'll
allow me."
"Allow you? Oh, you wonderful, crazy man. I'll die if you
don't. I've never been treated this way, never responded to any
man like this."
While she talked, one of his hands was stroking a silken
inner thigh, finding it firm, firmer than he would have expected.
The hand moved higher, the tips of his fingers brushing the tender
lips of an obviously hot cunt. She moaned again as his hand
covered the moist twat, pressed warmly over it, then began to rub
tenderly.
Telling her he had to shake hands with her cunt, he parted
the pussy-lips, stroking gently between them with the same loving
touch. Slowly he worked a long, gentle finger into her slit and
felt her tremble, saw beads of sweat standing out on her naked
body as the finger worked in and out and she told him it was
better than any cock she had ever felt in her snatch.
While a hand rubbed over her smooth tummy, Adam went on
diddling her twat for a while, then brought his finger higher
until the tip of it found her clit and made her body jerk
strongly.
Whispering softly to Mary, he went on stroking her clit
lightly until he saw passion contort her face. She cried out as
an almost unbearable orgasm claimed her and swept her away.
Removing his finger from her slit, he pressed his hand warmly on
her cunt and held it there until the spasms finally weakened and
then passed. When she was able to talk again, Mary told him with
awe that it had been the most magnificent come she had ever known.
He smiled as he promised her more and better ones, a promise she
felt was impossible for him to keep.
Lying close to her, Adam began kissing her thighs and tummy
and hips, using his hands as well as his lips and bringing her
quickly up again, hot and trembling as she sensed that this time
his mouth would find its way to her cunt. In her aroused state,
she felt sure it wouldn't take much muff-diving to make her have
another come
He worked slowly, ardently, and then she felt warm, moist
breath in her crotch. Mary wanted to tell him to hurry, to get
his mouth right on her cunt, but all that came out was another
groan. It was followed by a loud, quavering cry as his tongue
licked slowly over her twat. She heard a muffled groan from her
crotch, felt an unbelievably exciting kiss on her gash, and then
he was sucking her cunt while his hands held and rubbed her hips
and thighs. Mary knew she was going to fly over the rainbow
again.
As Adam sucked her cunt and she moaned, Mary found it
impossible to believe that just one mouth and one cunt could
combine to produce such fantastic sensations. But there was an
even greater sensation to come, and it happened when his tongue
came into play and he began lapping her open cunt.
His tongue probed deeply, into her hot, juicy box. It lashed
inside her snatch, and Mary told herself that his tongue must be
more than just a tongue and that what he was doing to her had to
be more than just cunt-lapping. He was not just a man, she
decided, but a god or perhaps a devil.
Mary felt him shifting his position subtly. Her cry filled
the room as his tongue found her clit, found it and did such
wildly wonderful things to it that she feared her cries would be
heard blocks away. But she didn't care, didn't care about
anything except the erotic magic he was working in her cunt and
throughout her entire being as he licked on and on until climax
struck. Mary knew it was going to surpass even the previous ones,
so she stuffed a hand into her mouth and bit down to stifle the
cries she felt fighting for escape from her throat.
Her hunch about the intensity of the come proved very right.
While the waves kept crashing over her, Mary kept his face trapped
in her crotch, her thighs rubbing it as her legs scissored and her
body jerked as though in electric shock. Finally it passed. Mary
felt such a glow of warmth and contentment and ecstasy that she
didn't even try to describe it to her lover, knew she couldn't
even begin to try, but later, when he raised his sweating face
from her silken crotch, he read all her thoughts in her eyes.
"My God, Adam my darling," she said as she found his hard,
throbbing dick and squeezed it, "it must be time to do something
about this beautiful cock. Such a long time it's been hard.
Isn't it hurting you?"
"Now that you mention it," he told her with a warm smile, "it
would feel a whole lot better buried in that beautiful cunt of
yours. Does your cunt feel wet enough to take a stiff prick?"
"You wonderful, crazy lover. My cunt feels wet enough for a
marathon swim. Fuck me, my darling lover. Fuck me now and shoot
all your cream into me and make my cunt even wetter. I can
already feel juice trickling into the crack of my ass, but I want
to be wet with your cream."
Reaching between her parted legs, Adam patted and rubbed her
wet twat, then used the tip of a finger to follow the wet trail
down between the lower slopes of the big, silken asscheeks. For a
little while, he played in her wet crack; then she saw him moving
up over her. Her eyes went wide with delight. She held out her
arms to welcome his body onto hers, his cock into her hot, wet
cunt for what she knew was going to be the greatest fuck of her
life.
"You're beautiful to begin with, my darling," he told her as
he knelt between her legs and stared at her, "but you're
especially beautiful when you're horny. What a sweet, beautiful
fuck this is going to be. I only hope I can make it last long
enough so that you can have a big come with my prick inside you."
"Another come would kill me," Mary told him and sighed, "but
I don't care if it does. I'm so happy, I can't stand it. I think
it would be nice to die this way."
Telling her that it would be even nicer to live that way, he
lowered himself gently onto her, being careful not to hurt her.
Mary felt his cock probing her crotch. It found her cunt, and the
cockhead rubbed her gash for a few seconds; then she was moaning
and he was panting as he slowly pushed his rod between the soft
pussy-lips and slowly worked it up her cunt in a series of short,
very gentle strokes, until it was totally buried in her hole. She
wrapped her arms tightly around him, telling him she would never
let go and that he would have to spend the rest of his life lying
on her body with his prick buried in her cunt.
For a little while, he lay with his full weight on her. They
both felt his cock throbbing in the tight warmth of her juicy
cunt; then he was ready to give her the fuck they both wanted, but
when he tried to get his weight off her, her arms tightened around
him.
"Be heavy on me," she panted. "Be rough. Fuck me hard, my
darling lover. Make me know you're fucking me."
Adam had wanted to be gentle, but since it was not the way
she wanted it, he decided to really pound the meat to her. He was
heavy on her body and he rode her roughly, his cock stabbing and
jabbing strongly, making her pant and grunt. The next time he
screwed her, he vowed silently, he would do it gently, but this
was one rough fuck that both she and he would remember.
Adam knew he wasn't going to be able to make their fuck last
very long, but then he sensed that she was almost ready to climax
again. Mary panted confirmation of that, asked him to fuck hard,
and then her arms and legs were wrapped tightly around his body
and she was crying out and jerking in yet another magnificent
orgasm.
Adam waited until it had passed, smiled down into her face,
then broke the grip of her arms and took his weight off her body,
supporting it on his hands. When he started fucking Mary again,
he did it slowly and she loved it, sighing and telling him that
she had never been fucked so gently and beautifully. He surprised
himself by making the slow fuck last a long time. Then his balls
flashed the signal that it was time to come.
Lowering his body onto her again, he gave her a few more long
strokes of stiff cock. Then she was holding his jerking body
strongly as he fired his hot load into her greedily sucking cunt.
"Yes, baby, yes," she whispered as spurt after spurt of jizz
shot into her hole. "Give it all to me. Shoot it in my cunt,
darling. Yes ... yes ... yes," she cooed until he was finished
and, with a deep sigh, he became just a little heavier on her.
But his tired body was a beautiful burden for Mary, and she didn't
want to part with it, ever.
They lay for a little while, resting. Then they got up and
walked into the kitchen, her garter belt and nylons the only
clothing in sight. Mary produced a bottle of whiskey, and they
drank a toast to the miracle they had found.
At one point, Adam had his back turned to her. When he
turned to look at her, he saw tears in her eyes. Putting his
drink down, he took her in his arms and asked about them.
"I'm so afraid, Adam. It was so beautiful. It was like I
was just born again. I don't want it to be just a one-time thing.
I couldn't stand that."
"You sweet, darling dumb-dumb," he said, laughing as he gave
her a smack on one cheek of her ass. "I feel exactly the way you
do, and as far as I'm concerned, this is just the beginning of our
life together."
They kissed, and then Mary felt better. There were still
tears in her eyes, but she told him that they were happy tears and
he understood.
Chapter 5
The first thing Sharon noticed when she got home from school
was the happy look on her mother's face and the gleam in her eyes.
The next thing was the bouquet of long-stemmed, red roses.
Despite being only thirteen, it wasn't hard for Sharon to connect
the two, and to realize that there was just one missing
ingredient--the man.
"You've got a boy friend!" she gasped aloud, not yet sure
whether or not she liked the idea. "Tell me about him, Mother."
"You sound more like a mother talking to your daughter," Mary
told her. "Just for that, I'm not going to tell you a thing about
him--except that his name is Adam, he's forty-one years old, a
widower, he's very handsome and charming and sensitive and he has
a daughter of fifteen and a son of twelve. Now that's all," she
said, more than a little out of breath.
"How did you meet him? Where? You hardly ever go anywhere."
In her lighthearted, lightheaded mood, Mary couldn't help
wondering how it would sound if she told her daughter that she met
him when he was being a peeping Tom at her window, jerking himself
off while he watched King licking her cunt and fucking her.
"He's a businessman and I met him in the course of business.
You're going to meet him soon, and I have a hunch you'll like him.
You're not going to get upset about my having a relationship with
a inane are you, Sharon?"
"No, Mother. You're young and pretty, and I guess you
deserve it. It's just that after all the things I heard you say
about men and marriage, I'm surprised. Are you going to marry
him?"
"I don't know for sure, dear. I guess it's a possibility,
but it's a little early for such major decisions. For the time
being, we're going to get to know each other a lot better. To
this point, we seem to be perfectly suited for each other."
Stealing another glance at her mother, seeing that her face
was still flushed, that she was a little red around the mouth, as
though she had been necking heavily, Sharon wondered if her mother
had been in bed with her man, but she pushed the thought away.
They talked of school and other things, but it wasn't what either
of them was really thinking about.
Adam came to visit at eight that same evening, and Sharon saw
at once why her mother liked the man. She was pleased, too, that
he didn't bring her any gift, was not trying to buy her affection
or approval, and he didn't talk down to her as so many adults
tended to do.
Her mother had greeted him at the door with a warm kiss, but
after that, they chatted like friends, with no hand-holding or
other displays of affection. They seemed to welcome Sharon in
their conversation, and she stayed with them for about a half-
hour, then excused herself and went to her room.
Mary and Adam found many things to talk about, and they were
still talking long after midnight when Mary was sure her daughter
was soundly asleep. She didn't want to take chances, though, so
she took Adam to the basement room where the couch served them
well as he made love to her with his hands and mouth for a long
time before he was ready to fuck her.
"I'd love another fuck, Adam," she whispered as he stroked
her cunt gently, "but tell me the truth. Would you like me to
suck your cock? You've sucked my cunt so well and so often."
"If it's the truth you want--yes, I'd love that. I haven't
had my cock sucked in so long. Are you sure you don't mind doing
it?"
"Far from minding, dear, I'll enjoy it very much. Your cock
felt so good in my cunt, now I want to feel it in my mouth. I
want to feel your cream shooting in my mouth. Lie back, darling,
and I'll suck you off."
But instead of doing that, he had her lie back on the couch
and he went down on her for the third time that evening, sucking
and licking her cunt thrillingly until she climaxed strongly,
being careful not to make too much noise, though she didn't feel
like being careful about anything.
Her twat was still tingling warmly as her man lay on his back
beside her and she crouched beside him to play with his big,
strong prick. It would have felt so good, she thought, to
straddle his body, to guide his cockhead into her slit, then lower
herself on it and impale her snatch, but she told herself that it
would feel better to suck on the big dick and feel his warm, rich
cream shooting into her mouth.
As she started to take the cock into her mouth, she felt a
hand tugging at her and changed her position so that her lover had
her ass to play with while she went to work on his prick. A hand
squeezed one smooth cheek, and Adam again told her how beautiful
and exciting her ass was; then she was opening her mouth and
slowly pushing the big velvet cockhead into it, making Adam groan
with delight.
If her former husband had done anything for her, Mary
thought, it was teaching her how to suck a cock. He had begun the
training during their honeymoon, and while she had been nervous,
she began enjoying the act during her first blow job. She got to
enjoy it more and more until it reached the stage where he wanted
nothing but cock-sucking. Only then did she stop enjoying giving
head.
But she was enjoying the act immensely as his big, beautiful
cockhead filled her mouth and she held his dick with one hand,
while the other explored, touching belly, thighs and balls,
cupping the heavy, hairy sac gently with a silent promise that she
soon would drain it, and that there would be other cock-suckings
in the beautiful future.
Seeing how much her man was enjoying the blow job, Mary took
it slow, removing his rod often from her mouth to let it cool down
a little. He let out a little grunt of objection the first time
Mary took his dick out of her mouth. When she told him it would
last longer that way, he smiled and told her to take all night if
she wanted to.
Mary wasn't the type to time a blow job, or any other sexual
act, but when she started, she heard the antique clock on the
mantel deride quarter to twelve. When it struck midnight, his
cock was still hard and strong, and it delighted her to see that
she had made the blow job last so long.
"Do you want me to finish you up now, darling?" Mary asked as
she took his cock out of her mouth one more time, her hand giving
the shaft a little squeeze.
"Make it last as long as you like, my angel. It has to be
the most beautiful cock-sucking any man ever received. Try to
finish by ten-thirty. I have an appointment then."
Mary laughed, teasingly licking the head of his prick. Her
hand gave it a few slow, loving pulls, and then she pushed the
tool into her mouth again and resumed the delightful blow job,
keeping him panting and moaning with lust. He had carried her
beyond heaven with his mouth, and she was determined to do no less
for him.
But even in taking, Adam was giving, too, as he fondled her
ass so lovingly, stroking the cheeks, fingering her bung and, from
time to time, pushing a hand between her thighs to tease her
pussy.
And then she heard a change in his sounds and felt his body
tensing. There was no time then for teasing, no need for further
delay. His cock had been well-sucked and now it was time for him
to fire his load and for her to taste his sperm.
Making muffled moaning and humming sounds in her throat, Mary
sucked more greedily, taking more and more of the shaft into her
mouth. As she felt his dick expanding, she drew her head back a
little so that only the cockhead was in her mouth.
The first spurt of cream in her mouth was just a small one,
but the second was much bigger. So was the third and the fourth
and the rest as Adam shot much more jizz into her mouth than she
would have expected, considering their morning fuck session.
She sucked until his balls were drained. At last he pushed
her head gently away from him still moaning like a dying man. As
he did, she heard the clock strike the quarter hour and was
delighted to see that she had been sucking his cock for a half-
hour.
While her man recovered from the magnificent blow job, Mary
was content to lie with her cheek on his belly, one hand stroking
a strong, hairy thigh. She observed that while his thighs and the
base of his belly were hairy, the rest of his body was free of
hair, smooth and thrilling to touch. It was just, she told
herself, another way in which her exciting man was so perfect.
She wondered how it could be that no other woman had claimed him
before she found him--or, more to the point, she amended, before
he found her in her room, getting fucked by her dog.
It was a wonder to her, too, that instead of his having been
horrified at the sight, it had so taken him that he had to meet
her, that he had sent her a letter, the letter which had first
filled her with terror and shame.
"Come to me, my beautiful angel," Adam said tiredly. "I want
to kiss the mouth that did such wild, wonderful things to my cock.
I've never been sucked like that no man ever has."
She hurried into his arms, and then their mouths came
together in a fiercely passionate kiss which went on and on before
it ended and he told her again what a magnificent job she had done
and Mary glowed with pride.
"I don't know how long that lasted, but it seemed like
hours."
"I know exactly how long it lasted, darling. It was thirty
minutes," and then she told him about the clock.
"Christ, at a million dollars a minute--and it was worth at
least that--I owe you a hell of a big bill." "Don't bother with
money, darling," Mary told him. "Income tax would take so much of
it. The next time we get together, lap my cunt in that special
way of yours, and then I'll owe you."
They laughed, and then Adam didn't want to wait until the
next time.
"But you must be tired, my poor angel."
"I'll never be too tired to eat that magic cunt," he assured
her. "Now open those beautiful legs and my mouth will say thank
you in a different way."
"You know I can't say no to a cunt-lapping, dear, especially
the way you do it, but at least lie back so I can serve you your
hot, juicy snack."
"And I can play with that beautiful ass while you feed me.
That sounds perfect, better than perfect, my darling," Adam told
her. Then he lay back and she slowly straddled him.
Mary allowed him to stare up into her open gash, his hands
coursing over her silken butt. Then she gave a warm sigh and her
crotch came down slowly until Adam felt the lips of her cunt on
his mouth and he began to suck it. Her snatch was deliciously
juicy and warm. As his hands fondled the cheeks of her beautiful
ass, he went on sucking and lapping while she squirmed and sighed
with joy until she felt her climax building and she panted that
message to him.
His tongue curled around her clit. Then Mary came again, and
her crotch massaged his face while wave after delicious wave broke
over her. Mary told herself that the rest of her life was going
to be full of such magic moments with her magic man.
Chapter 6
"Mother, are you having sex with Adam?" Sharon asked her
mother as they met in the kitchen after school the next day.
"Yes, dear, I am. I've never lied to you, so I see no reason
to start now. After all, sex is a natural thing between a man and
a woman, especially when they're in love."
"I'm glad for you, Mother. Is sex always good?"
"No, dear, it isn't always. It is with Adam and me, though,
and I have a hunch it'll only get better."
"It wasn't good with Daddy, was it?"
"In the beginning it was. Then it died out. I'm not saying
it was his fault or that he was a bad man. Things just died
between us."
"I think you're being very generous to him. I'm still just a
kid and I was younger then, but I know he spent every evening
drinking beer and watching TV. He was usually drunk when he went
to bed, wasn't he?"
"You're more than just a kid, dear. Actually, you're very
observant. Yes, it's true that your father lost interest in sex.
I was hungry for a long time, and since Adam came along, it's like
being born again in a beautiful new world."
"Sex must be so exciting," Sharon observed with a little
sigh, "and I've got so long to wait."
"I know, dear. I can understand how you feel. I was fourteen
once, you know. When I had that longing to grow up and try sex,
I'd go to my room, take my panties off and masturbate. I take it
you do that when you're in the mood?"
"Gee, Mother you're really frank. I keep wondering about it.
I hear other girls talking about it, and they make it sound nice,
but I'm afraid."
"Afraid? Why?"
"Because, well, I heard that if you do it too much, you can
break your cherry and that too much of it makes your pussy too big
and men don't like that."
"Oh, you poor lamb, that's all garbage. It's like telling
boys that if they jack off, they'll grow hair on the palms of
their hands. Those are just things that are said to scare
children. I suspect most of them began with churches or religious
parents who think that to have fun is a sin."
"You mean there's nothing wrong with masturbating? It isn't
abnormal or anything?" Sharon asked, surprised.
"It's as normal and as natural as breathing, dear. Far from
being a bad thing, it's a good one. People who don't masturbate
suppress natural feelings, and suppressed feelings can lead to
trouble. It's natural for people, children as well as adults, to
get horny from time to time. I pity anyone who doesn't. When
that happens, there comes a certain tension. Masturbation is
nature's safety valve."
"You mean anytime I feel that way, it's all right to go ahead
and finger my pussy?"
"Well now, when you say anytime, I'm not sure I can go that
far. If you fingered your pussy in class, it wouldn't go over too
well."
"Oh, Mother!" Sharon said, and they both laughed. "I wish
we'd had this talk before."
"I'm sorry, dear. The fault's mostly mine. I should have
paid more attention."
"Don't blame yourself, Mother. You're wonderful. I wouldn't
want any other woman in the world for a mother," Sharon said and
hugged her mother tightly.
"Mmmm, this must be my week," Mary said and beamed. "First
Adam told me so many wonderful things, and now you. If you keep
this up, I'll start believing it all."
"You should believe it, Mother. It's true and I'll bet what
he tells you is, too. Mother, now that we've gone this far, I
guess it's time for me to ask you something."
Mary hugged her daughter more tightly; then she asked in a
whisper, "Do you mean you want to learn more about fingering your
pussy?"
"Yes," her daughter replied and blushed.
"Then let's go to the bedroom for a little lesson. You're
going to like it a lot, dear," Mary told her as they left the
kitchen.
In the bedroom, Sharon hugged her mother again, and Mary felt
her trembling. "Nervous, darling?" she asked.
"Yes, I guess I'm plenty nervous, but I feel kind of excited,
too."
"That's a good way to feel, darling. I always feel that way
when I'm getting ready to finger myself. I like it best in the
mornings when I'm still sleepy. Sex is always best first thing in
the morning, as far as I'm concerned."
"Tell me about it, Mother. Tell me what you do and how you
feel."
They sat on the edge of the bed. Mary put an arm around her
daughter, then tried to explain it in full detail, not just her
actions, but her feelings as well. Since she had decided to be
totally honest with her daughter, she told of some of the
fantasies she enjoyed while masturbating, fantasies which included
a man who sucked and fondled her tits and ass and cunt, and who
fucked her. While she talked, her daughter squirmed with passion.
It wasn't long before Mary was doing the same.
"It must be thrilling to have a man suck your cunt, Mother,"
Mary said, her voice breaking.
"Yes, darling, it is and your day will come. You're close to
fifteen now. Just a few more years and you'll be ready."
"Oh, Mother, I know I shouldn't ask this, but I can't help
it. Has Adam sucked your cunt yet?"
"Yes, darling. Last night after you were asleep, we went
down to the rec room and played for a long time. We were both
naked, and he did everything to me. He sucked my cunt and made me
come three or four times that way, and I took his cock in my mouth
and sucked him off. I've never met a man as exciting as Adam.
He's such a lover."
"Oooohhh, Mother!" Sharon squealed. "That's so exciting!
Did you ever suck Daddy's cock?"
"Yes, he's the one who taught me. Adam tells me nobody ever
sucked his cock as beautifully as I did. I hope he really meant
it. I did my best, and it took me half an hour before I made him
shoot his cream in my mouth."
"Oh, Mother," Sharon squealed and pressed closer, "I'm so
horny!"
"Now that you mention it, dear, I'm pretty horny myself. I
think after you've had your come, I'll need one, too."
"Oh, yes, Mother, do it! I know, you do it first and I can
watch you. Come on, Mother, let's take all out clothes off and do
it right now."
"Wait a minute, dear, I'll have to think about that a bit,"
Mary said, trying to find the strength to resist, but she searched
in vain, and then they were standing by the bed, undressing,
Sharon almost tearing her clothes off in her hurry, eager to see
the mature body of her mother, sensing that it was going to be a
very beautiful one.
"What a little beauty you are, darling," Mary said as she
eyed her naked daughter. "Your titties are coming along so
nicely. It's hard to believe you're not even fourteen yet.
That's a nice little pussy bush you're developing, too. Turn
around and let me see your ass."
Eagerly, the girl turned and Mary smiled as she looked at her
buttcheeks. Like her own, they were perfect mounds, and she hoped
they would stay that way as Sharon developed.
"You're going to have an ass like mine, I think," Mary told
her. "I've always felt mine was too big, but Adam swears it's the
most beautiful one he's ever seen. He loves to kiss and lick it,
and it drives me right up the wall, it feels so good."
Moving closer to her daughter, Mary put a hand on one cheek
and squeezed. She found firm flesh and skin that was smoother
than silk; then she found herself enjoying it too much and took
the hand away.
"That felt nice, Mother, nice and sexy. I guess I'm sexy all
over today," Sharon added as she turned and watched her mother
unhooking her bra. She gasped as the garment was removed, and her
eyes blinked at the sight of the big boobs, so big yet so firm and
smooth-looking.
"Oh, Mother, what a beautiful big pair of ti ... breasts you
have. Gee, you're beautiful."
"Thank you, darling. It's all right to call them tits. I
like the word. Adam and I use all the strong words. It makes it
more fun that way."
"Oh, please, Mother, let me touch them. Let me feel your
tits."
While Mary hesitated, thinking that perhaps it was time to
draw the line, Sharon reached for the big, firm boobs, and then
she was panting as she fondled them. Her hands felt good, so good
that Mary's nipples hardened fast, elongated excitingly, the size
of them delighting her wildly aroused daughter.
"Honest, Mom, I'm not queer or anything," Sharon panted as
she fondled the luscious tits, "but this feels so good. I never
knew tits could be so exciting to feel like this."
"Yes, dear, it's exciting for me, too. By the way, I don't
think queer is a nice word, but we'll talk about that later. I
think we're both ready for some fingering, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mother. Take your panties off and show me the
rest. Then we'll finger our pussies. Oh I'm so horny!"
Since Adam had made her so proud of her plump, well-rounded
ass, Mary turned her back to her daughter, then slowly pushed her
panties down, delighted by the gasp she heard.
"No wonder Adam says your ass is beautiful, Mother," the girl
said with feeling. "It really is. I hope mine will look like
that someday."
Mary was pushing her panties down when she felt two smooth
hands on her ass, one squeezing each cheek. When her panties fell
around her ankles, she stepped out of them. Then she was naked
except for her garter belt and nylons. As she did, she had to
warn herself of the danger of things getting out of hand. Never
before had she felt any sexual arousal toward another female, and
it frightened her that she was becoming so wildly passionate in
the presence of her own, innocent daughter. A couple of strong
orgasms would settle them both down, she decided.
Taking her daughter onto the bed, Mary told her all she knew
about masturbation and explained the function of her clit, telling
her that while general playing with the cunt felt nice, the clit
was really the trigger of the orgasm. She parted willing legs and
found Sharon's passion bud. As she touched it, the girl panted and
squirmed.
"Feels nice, darling, doesn't it?" Mary asked as she stroked
the little clit with a finger she had wet in her mouth.
"Oh, yes. It almost hurts, but it feels so good. I never
knew it could feel this wonderful. Mother, I want you to do it
all the way and make me come, but please do it to yourself first
and let me watch."
"All right, dear," Mary said, then pushed the finger all the
way into her daughter's cunt and worked it in and out a few times.
"I'm really in the mood for a big come anyway."
"Ooh, that feels so good," Sharon said as her mother took the
finger out of her pussy. "Is that what it feels like when a cock
is working in and out of your cunt?"
"Something like that, dear--only a cock is so much bigger
around and longer. It really stretches a cunt. "
"How big is a cock? How big is Adam's?"
With her right hand, Mary showed her daughter what the
circumference of Adam's tool was, then showed her the length of
it. The description so thrilled Sharon that in that moment, she
knew she was going to find a way to look at the real thing. She
didn't know how she was going to arrange that, but she knew that
somehow she would. Then her mother lay back on the bed and parted
her legs.
But before Mary's hand reached her crotch, Sharon's was
there, feeling the warm slash, patting it and rubbing it gently as
she panted with arousal, telling her mother how exciting her twat
felt.
When Mary told her to, Sharon took the hand away and wet it
with her mouth. When the hand returned to the warm, soft cunt,
Sharon understood why it would be wet as it slid more easily over
the soft lips; then she parted them and looked at the shiny wet
interior of the first cunt she had ever really seen. She had
checked her own with a hand mirror, but that wasn't really the
same.
As she admired and patted her mother's snatch, she recalled
what Mary had said about Adam sucking it and sensed that it would
be a thrilling thing to do. For a moment, she considered putting
her mouth on her mother's twat, but she rejected the idea, fearing
that it would upset her mother and spoil everything.
"All right, dear, I'll take over now," Mary said. "I've just
got to have that come and I think it's going to be terrific."
Sharon took her hand out of the warm crotch then, and her
mother put one of hers there, showing how she rubbed her twat a
little before starting; then Mary's hand stopped rubbing, and
Sharon watched a finger slip into the slit, working in and out for
a little while.
Sharon saw the look of passion on her mother's face, saw her
naked body squirming and decided that must be the way she looked
when Adam was lying on top of her, fucking her with his big prick.
At the thought, she trembled and felt a fresh surge of passion;
then she saw the finger as it came almost totally out of the cunt,
just the tip left inside.
Sighing, Mary told her daughter she was stroking her clit and
that she was going to come quickly. That didn't surprise the girl
as she saw how fast the finger stroked, heard her mother's labored
breathing and the sighs, deep, loud sighs which were almost moans.
She saw, too, that her mother couldn't keep from squirming her
bare ass over the bed and in her lust, Sharon wanted to be a man,
wanted to throw herself on Mary and fuck her with a big, hard
prick.
Neither knew how long the fingering had been going on when
Mary panted loudly, her voice breaking, that she was going to
come. Sharon caught her breath and held it, then she saw her
mother's body jerk strongly, her back arching in passion. Her
body fell onto the bed, and she cried out loudly as orgasm swept
over her.
All through the climax, Mary's face was contorted as though
in pain, but as the spasms passed, that changed to a smile of
contentment, and she sighed warmly and opened shiny eyes which
were suddenly filled with very bright stars, Sharon saw.
"Help me, Mother. Help make me come, too."
Smiling, Mary had her daughter lie back with legs wide apart,
then she put a finger back into her own pussy, to wet it. She
heard Sharon give a little cry of delight as the finger went to
her crotch.
Crouching over the girl, Mary slowly pushed the finger into
her little cunt and drew a sound that was both sigh and moan as
the finger probed inside. With her left hand, Mary fondled a firm
little tit, the touch adding to Sharon's arousal; then she went on
fingering her daughter's cunt.
Mary couldn't understand how, so shortly after having
discovered the real love of a man, she could get so wildly aroused
by a female, but she was, and there was nothing she could do about
it. She hungered to press her face into the virginal crotch of
the girl and suck her cunt, but she was able to resist, if only
barely.
"Oh, Mother," Sharon panted, her voice rough with passion,
"I'm going to come!"
"Just relax, darling and let it happen."
As she talked, her tone warm, Mary went on with the thrilling
fingering of her daughter's cunt until she saw the pretty young
face contort with passion, heard a loud gasp followed by panting
and grunting as the naked body, glistening with sweat, jerked
strongly in orgasm.
Taking the finger away from Sharon's pussy, Mary impulsively
took her in her arms and held her tightly, her face pressed
against the base of the smooth young tummy so that she felt the
fuzz of Sharon's cunt bush on her cheek.
It would have been so easy to part Sharon's legs and press
her face into her crotch to suck her, that Mary became frightened
and kept warning herself that she mustn't do it. And then the
orgasm passed and there was a golden glow on Sharon's face as she
opened her eyes and looked surprised to find herself on Mary's
wide bed rather than somewhere up among the stars.
"Oh, Mother, it was so good. I never came that good before."
"You have a sensitive little cunt, darling, and now you know
the best way to use your fingers. Anytime you want to, all you
have to do is put them together."
"Mmmm, I want to come again," Sharon said, and then her right
hand was in her crotch, rubbing her pussy which still felt a
little tingly.
As she watched her daughter fingering her twat, it triggered
a need in Mary to do the same, so she sat on the bed, Indian
style, and slipped a finger in her snatch; then she was fingering
her box again. It felt good, so good that she decided one more
come couldn't hurt. Again Mary felt the desire to go down on her
daughter, and she gave herself a firm warning not to take the big
step into lesbian incest.
Chapter 7
That evening, Adam took Mary and her daughter to visit his
children. Emily, his fifteen-year-old daughter, and Dean, her
fourteen-year-old brother, seemed to be well-brought-up children and
greeted their guests politely, if not too warmly. Mary sensed
that there was some resentment in the girl, and that it was aimed
in her direction.
"I'm sure you're right, darling," Adam told her later, as
they talked over drinks in the kitchen while the children talked
and watched television in the living room, "but she'll soon get
over it."
"I'll help her all I can, Adam. I understand just how she
feels. After the death of her mother, she became, in a sense, the
woman in your life. Now I come along and challenge her. It's
only natural she'd resent me, at least in the beginning."
"With that kind of understanding, dear, I'm sure you're going
to make out just fine with her."
"Thanks for the high opinion, dear, but I'm not sure I
deserve it," Mary said, then knew she had to tell about her
session with her daughter that afternoon and her almost
overpowering desire to go down on Sharon.
When she told him she had to talk to him, they agreed to go
to her house where they could be alone. They told the children
they would be gone an hour or so, then they drove to Mary's house.
Mary poured tall drinks for them, and they went into the
living room where she told him everything that had happened that
afternoon, leaving out nothing, not even her desire to go down on
her own daughter and suck her cunt.
"You truly are an amazing woman, my darling," he told her,
"but you don't need to worry about your desire for her. Until I
met you, I was quietly lusting after Emily's pretty young body.
It would have been only a matter of time before I fucked her."
"I can't understand it, Adam" she told him. My sex life's better now
than it ever was. Why should this happen to me?"
"The answer to that is easy, dear. Sexuality tends to breed
sexuality." "Like the more you get the more you want?" Mary asked.
"Yes. You've discovered the joys of cunt-lapping and
cocksucking, so now you want more. You want to try other,
different things--things like sucking Sharon's little tits and her
cunt. That isn't strange at all."
"But doesn't that make me a lesbian?"
"Not at all. Society builds fences and applies names,
labels. It tells us what we may or may not do. I say the labels
and rules society imposes are against human nature. Who's to say
you shouldn't make love with Sharon?"
"Then you don't feel that incest is wrong?"
"That's right"
"Please tell me more. I want to be convinced."
"In that case," Adam told her and put a hand under the hem of
her dress to fondle a firm thigh, "I'll try my best to convince
you."
"You have very convincing hands, darling," she told him with
a little sigh as the hand moved higher; then she raised her ass
off the couch, and he pushed the hem of her dress up high,
feasting his eyes on her lush thighs.
Adam talked to her of human nature, of love and of human
desires. He returned to the theme of society and churches having
distorted human nature by damning human acts which were basically
acts of love. "The same group glorifies war and killing, yet they
condemn love. Just how rational is that?"
"I have to admit that your logic sounds much better. You
wouldn't be horrified then if I told you I made love to my own
daughter, that I sucked her cunt?"
"On the contrary, I'd be so excited you'd get your cunt well
sucked and fucked. As a matter of fact, I think I've talked
myself into something while I was at it."
"Emily?"
"Yes. I saw her in her bra and panties a couple of days ago
and I almost shot off in my pants. She's really ready to get
fucked, whether she knows it or not. It could make you jealous,
though. If you tell me not to, I promise I won't touch her. If
it doesn't matter to you, then my darling daughter is going to get
fucked. Hell, she's going to get laid sooner or later by some
boy, and he'll probably do a lousy job. Since I'm her father and
I love her and know what fucking is, I can show her how beautiful
it is and help her enjoy the real thing."
"Of course I wouldn't be jealous, darling. How could I? In
fact, I'd love to hear all about it. I want you to tell me all
the details. Will you?"
"Of course. And you'll tell me all the details? I mean
after you've seduced Sharon and lapped that tender young cunt of
hers?"
"I have a hunch that'll be tomorrow, when I see you. In
fact, I want to take her home early tonight and take her to bed
with me. After it's over, I may let her sleep with me."
"Great, but in that case, I'd better not fuck you. We should
keep your cunt nice and fresh for her, in case she wants to suck
you, too. I imagine she will."
"Hmmm, I'm afraid you're right, and I'm so in the mood for
one of your beautiful fuckings."
"How about a fucking with my tongue?" Adam asked as her
thighs moved apart and his hand went to her warm crotch, gently
stroking her cunt through sheer nylon.
"Oh, darling, that would be so wonderful! If you like, I'll
suck your beautiful cock and drink all the jizz you can shoot,"
she added, feeling the way his hard cock was making his pants
bulge.
"I'd like that very much, my darling. Lift your pretty ass
and I'll take your panties off. We really don't need to waste
time getting all undressed."
Again Mary lifted her behind off the couch and Adam took her
panties down and off; then she sprawled back to open her cunt for
him. Dropping to his knees, he felt his way up her thighs and
made her squirm with his sexy, gentle touches until he had a hand
in her crotch. She sighed deeply as he played with her cunt,
which had warmed up with exciting quickness.
"Oh, yes, darling," she panted, "suck me! Suck my cunt.
It's so hot for you."
"Sorry, but I'm afraid I can't, not in this position."
"You can't?" she asked, frowning.
"That's right. In this position, I can't see and feel your
beautiful ass. Now if I were to lie on the carpet and if you were
to kneel with your cunt and ass right above my face, then you'd
really get a terrific cunt-lapping."
"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked, and he laughed as
he gave her pussy another little pat before moving away from her
and lying on his back on the soft carpet.
Mary went to him and would have knelt astride his head at
once, but he told her to stay on her feet with her short dress in
place. Understanding, she went to him and slowly raised one foot
to take a step over him.
As she did, Adam looked up under her dress and his cock
throbbed some more as he feasted his eyes on sheer nylons which
clung to her legs and thighs, saw her lush white thighs and the
black suspenders, then looked up at her scarlet gash and the lower
slopes of her beautiful ass.
"Wait just a second," he told her. "I have to open my fly
and let my cock out before it breaks off. Jesus, how beautiful
and exciting you are, darling. When I was a boy, I used to think
of how exciting it would be if I could lie down and look up a
woman's dress. Now I know."
Mary watched as, with a little difficulty, he took his hard
prick out of his pants; then he sighed and she was sure she could
feel his eyes on her thighs and ass and cunt as he rubbed her legs
with both hands. At last he told her he was ready to suck and she
dropped over him, kneeling with her crotch above his face, raising
the hem of her dress so that he could more clearly see her pussy
and butt.
"Oh, darling, it's so exciting this way, with all my clothes
on," Mary told him as he fondled her thighs with both hands, then
reached around her to find her big asscheeks and give them a
loving massage. "It makes me hot and horny, like we're doing
something forbidden."
"I can see that you really are a naughty little girl, Mary.
Of course I suspected that when I looked up your dress and saw
that you weren't wearing panties."
"Am I a naughty little girl? You could give me a spanking
right on my bare behind, Daddy."
"Thank you, but that lovely ass is too beautiful and too
tender. I couldn't stand the thought of doing anything to hurt
it."
"Do anything you want, Daddy. I'll be your pretty young
Emily. I'm all horny for you, and after a while I'm going to take
my daddy's big cock in my mouth and suck it. What are you going
to do to me now, Daddy?"
"I'm going to suck your tender little cunt until you have a
great big come, Emily," he told her, going along with her game and
finding it very exciting.
He played with her ass and crotch, and she trembled hotly
when he told her to put her crotch on his face, telling her again
that he was going to suck her cunt and make her have a big come.
"Oh, yes, Daddy. Yes! Here comes my little cunny right now.
See, Daddy? I'm putting it right on your mouth 80 you can suck it
and lick it for me."
As Mary talked, sounding very girlish, Adam looked at her
twat as it came down slowly. His hands held a thrillingly smooth
pair of buttcheeks, and he could easily believe she was his
daughter if he wanted to, but they had played that game. It was
more than enough that he had Mary's tasty, hot cunt to suck and
her plump, silken ass to fondle. Her pussy touched his mouth
lightly then, and he kissed it. His grip on her ass tightened as
she sighed loudly, and he began sucking, making exciting, wet
slurping sounds in her box.
He was content to suck for a long time before sending his
tongue up her slit to lap. As he did, he heard her louder sighs
and felt her crotch rubbing subtly on his face, making it wet the
way he liked to get it wet. He hadn't been licking long before
her sighs changed to loud panting, as though she were gasping for
breath; then she was crying out loudly as she climaxed and laved
his face with the mingled juices trickling from her well-lapped
cunt.
Mary rested on his face for a little whisk after her orgasm,
then knelt up again. But Adam didn't take his hands off her ass,
and he smiled up at her as he offered her a second lapping. Her
lovely body still glowing, Mary accepted, though her clit told her
that it needed a little more time to let some of the sensitivity
pass before it would be able to take another delightful licking.
Just a few minutes later, he heard her sigh and saw her
crotch coming down toward his mouth again. He welcomed it and
began sucking her box, lightly at first, letting intensity build
gradually until his tongue went into her slit again and Mary's
ecstasy became so great that she was squeezing her boobs with
passion and joy.
When she climaxed for the second time, the shock waves were
so strong that Mary thought she might die. But then came glorious
resurrection with the whole world taking on a warm, golden glow.
"You've been overeating, darling," Mary said as she got off
him, "and I'm getting very hungry."
"Would you like me to make you a ham sandwich?" Adam asked
teasingly.
"No thank you, dear. I think a nice drink of warm cream
would be just right. Do you have some in this beautiful big
dispenser?" she asked as her hand closed around the shaft of his
strong prick and squeezed gently.
"I think I have enough for a nice drink. Care to help
yourself? I love the way you drink, the way you handle the
container."
"That container is very precious to me, darling," she told
him as she played with his cock. "Tell the truth, Adam--would you
mind standing up so I could kneel at your feet? I think I'd like
it that way."
"The way you suck my cock, darling, I'd stand on my head if
you wanted it."
They got off the bed. Adam stood near it, his hands on his
hips, telling her she'd be more comfortable sitting on the edge of
the bed, but Mary declined, telling him she wanted to be on her
knees, in an attitude of prayer while she sucked on his big dong.
She trembled as she dropped to her knees, then gently
massaged his throbbing cock with her hands, kissing and licking it
and making it shine with her saliva.
Mary had been playing with his cock for a long time when she
finally pushed the rod between her lips and told herself that her
mouth had become a cunt for him, that he was going to fuck her new
cunt and shoot a big load of rich jizz into it.
As she had done previously, she sucked delightfully and took
his prick out of her mouth from time to time to make the blow job
last longer. Then she couldn't wait any longer for her drink, so
she sucked greedily and soon she got what she wanted as his cock
expanded and began shooting cream. She drank greedily until his
big balls were drained. His cock softened as he took it out of
her mouth and put it back in his pants.
Picking up her panties, he put them on and snugged them
around her body with loving care while she held her dress up. He
patted the crotch and seat of the clinging garment, then they left
to rejoin the children.
Chapter 8
When they returned to Adam's house, they found the children
getting along fine. Mary was delighted, as was Adam. Mary
offered to help prepare a snack, but Emily thanked her and told
her she could handle it. Sensing that it was the thing to do,
Mary went into the kitchen with the girl, helping only a little as
they chatted, Emily seeming to warm to her almost in spite of
herself.
"Emily," Mary said impulsively, "I guess you know that your
father and I are serious about each other. I think we're very
good for each other."
"You do seem to be good for him," the girl admitted as she
stacked some biscuits on a plate, not looking up.
"The one thing I want to stress, Emily, is that I'm not going
to compete with you for his affection. He has enough of that
quality for a dozen people."
This time the girl did look up. For a second there was no
expression at all on her face; then she surprised Mary by turning
on a winning smile. "I hadn't thought of it that way," she said
and looked genuinely pleased. "Sharon makes you sound like a
pretty wonderful woman. Dad does, too, for that matter."
"I don't think I'm all that wonderful, Emily, but I like
being happy and like having happy people around me. If we want
it, we can have a wonderful life, five warm, friendly people
living and loving together." It wasn't the time to say it, but
Mary had thoughts which almost made her tremble, thoughts of all
five engaging in wild sexual romps with no holds barred.
The TV was turned off and forgotten as the two families ate
and chatted. Emily had come totally into the spirit of the
evening following her chat with Mary, and she proved to be
vivacious. She showed more than a little of her thighs, and Mary
liked what she saw, telling herself that since she was going to
get involved in lesbian fun and games with Sharon, it would be
sheer delight to romp with Emily as well.
She wondered how she would seduce the girl, then thought that
perhaps she should leave that to her daughter, and went on to
think that it would be easy as well as pleasant for her to seduce
fourteen-year-old Dean. That thought caused her thighs to press
warmly together.
It was still a little before ten when Mary decided to take
her daughter home and seduce her. Emily sounded sincere in asking
them to stay longer, but Adam, who knew why Mary was taking her
daughter home early, said nothing, and they left a few minutes
later.
During the short drive to their home, Mary and her daughter
talked warmly.
"All of a sudden, I'm just so happy. Life seems so
beautiful," Sharon said impulsively.
"I'm pleased, dear," Mary told her and patted her on the
thigh. "Do you think our little session this afternoon had
anything to do with the way you feel?"
"I'm sure of that. Gee, it was really exciting. I'm still
excited about it."
"That's nice, darling. Perhaps we'll go to my room when we
get home and do something about that. Would you like that, or are
you tired?"
"Are you kidding? I'll never be too tired for things like
that. Do you really mean it, Mother?"
"Of course I do. Why do you think we left so early?"
"Oh, Mom, I'm so excited! Tell me," she went on, lowering
her voice, "did you and Adam go back to our place and fuck?"
"We really went there to talk about some very important
things, but after we'd talked them all out, we were both so horny
that we had to do something. I sat on his face and he lapped my
cunt twice, and then he took his cock out and I sucked him off.
He gave me a big drink of cream."
"Ooh, Mother! You're so sexy and exciting," Sharon said,
then put a hand on her mother's warm thigh.
"It's a good thing we're home," Mary said as she turned the
car into the driveway. "That naughty hand of yours doesn't make
for safe driving."
As Mary turned off the ignition, Sharon's hand became very
naughty as it worked into the warmth between her mother's thighs
and stroked her panty crotch, which felt a little moist.
"You really were naughty with Adam, weren't you?" Sharon said
as she stroked and her mother's crotch began to get hotter.
"Well, his mouth did leave my pussy very wet and when we
finished, he just put my panties on and we left. All that juice
had to go somewhere."
"I'd love to see you two in action," Sharon said in a warm
whisper. "In fact, I'd love just to see his cock. From what you
tell me, it must be something special."
"Who knows what could happen in the very near future,
darling," Mary told her daughter. "For now, though, let's get
into the house and out of our clothes. I know what's going to
happen there, even if you don't yet."
They hurried into the house, and Sharon kept asking her
mother what she meant, but all she got by way of answers were
excited smiles. Then they were in Mary's bedroom, undressing
eagerly, ready to romp, Sharon aware that her mother planned
something more than fingering, but not aware what it was.
Both wore garter belts and nylons, and Mary told her daughter
that they could leave them on for the time being since they
wouldn't be in the way. "Besides," she added, "I think nylons
make a woman's legs look sexier."
"Oh, yes, Mother. I love the way the tops expand around your
thighs and contrast with your white skin."
"Thank you, angel," Mary said as she reached for her
daughter. "Now let's share a loving kiss before we get on the
bed. This is going to be a night you'll remember for a long time,
and so will I."
Sharon moved smoothly into her warm embrace, and they kissed
with passion which kept mounting as their mouths mashed wetly
together. When Mary's hands went slowly down to her daughter's
behind to fondle it, Sharon did the same to her, thrilling to the
feel of the plump, smooth cheeks. Before the kiss ended, Mary
felt her daughter's heart pounding and knew how exciting and how
passionate their meeting was going to be. She thought again of
how she was going to suck the girl's tender young cunt, and she
trembled violently.
The kiss finished. Both of them starry-eyed, mother and
daughter got onto the bed and moved into another hot embrace. It
lasted for a long time and left them breathless.
"Oh, Mother, tell me what we're going to do," Sharon asked,
her voice small, the tone warm and excited.
"We're going to do lots of sexy, exciting things," her mother
told her, "and we're going to have lots of nice big comes. This
morning, when you got up, you were a girl. When you go to sleep
tonight, you'll be a woman and you'll never look back."
As she listened to the words, her heart hammering at her rib
cage, Sharon thought it sounded as if she were going to get
fucked, but since that wasn't possible, she told herself, her
mother must have something special in mind, something very special
and very thrilling, she felt sure.
For a little while, they fondled and sucked tits, Sharon
delighting in the feel of her mother's boobs in her hands and in
her mouth. It was no less thrilling when Mary sucked her tits,
doing it so excitingly and making the girl think of her mother
sucking Adam's prick. She thought, too, of the hint her mother
had given earlier, a hint which indicated that she might soon get
to see that big cock which seemed to work such magic on her
mother.
And then there was a hand in Sharon's crotch, and it felt so
good as it gently rubbed her virgin cunt. She kept sighing and
moaning, then found that she was able to reach into her mother's
crotch and feel her hot, moist cunt, and that added to her thrill
as mother and daughter stroked pussies and exchanged sighs.
"Sharon, darling," Mary whispered as her hand moved
excitingly in the girl's twat, "did you really like the sexy way I
kissed your mouth?"
"Oh, yes. It was so beautiful, so exciting. I never knew a
kiss could be like that."
"A kiss can be better than that, dear. How do you think it
would feel if you were lying with your legs wide apart and I
kissed you just like that--on your warm cunt?"
"Oh, Mother!" Sharon responded with a little shriek. "That
would have to be the most exciting thing in the whole world. I
never dreamed that you'd do that."
"I've never done it, angel. It's going to be the first time
for me. Of course I'm not going to stop at just kissing your
sweet little cunt. I'm going to kiss it and suck it and get my
tongue in your slit and lick. I'll keep doing it until you have a
great big come. Do you like the sound of that, angel?" she asked,
her hand still gently stroking her daughter's warm little pussy.
"I like that more than I can tell you, Mother. It seems so
hard to believe that it's going to happen. Do I get to suck your
cunt after you show me how it's done?"
"I hope you will. That sucking and lapping I got from Adam
was divine, but it just made me hungry to get some more of it.
Now that's enough talking. I'm really hungry for your little
pussy and I'm going to suck your tasty cunt juice right now."
Reaching for a pillow, Mary placed it under Sharon, who
raised her behind to help, then she moved around to stare into the
smooth, warm crotch of her daughter, her tongue licking
suggestively over her lips. She bent as she moved closer, and
Sharon moaned loudly as she felt warm, moist breath in her muff,
bathing what was already a very warm pussy, making it warmer.
Hands that were strong but gentle, claimed willing legs and
raised them high, bending them back over her body; then the hands
were holding her smooth thighs, her virgin cunt beautifully
presented. A low quavering moan broke from the girl as her
mother's mouth kissed her hot cunt, and then Mary was sucking
greedily. She sucked for about a minute, then took her mouth off
the soft, wet pussy and smiled at her daughter
"Do you want me to stop now, darling? Have you had enough?"
"Oh, no, Mother, don't stop! Don't tease me. Suck my cunt
and make me come!"
Her smile brightening, Mary licked her lips again and tasted
her daughter's pussy juice, then returned her face to the warmth
of the young twat, found the soft, moist cunt and resumed sucking.
After sucking for just a little while, she licked her tongue into
the slit and felt her daughter's body jerk in her hands, heard the
louder moan of ecstasy as she probed deeply.
As she sucked Sharon's box, Mary wondered why she had waited
so long to seduce her daughter; then she realized that the old
Mary could never have done such a thing, not even to save her
life, and that the new Mary hadn't been born until Adam came
along.
And with that thought came another, and she formed a mental
picture of Adam, naked, his face buried in her daughter's crotch,
sucking her cunt. It was followed by a picture of Sharon lying
naked, her legs wide apart; she was panting as Adam lowered his
nude body onto her and slowly pushed his big, hard prick up her
virginal cunt and popped her cherry.
And then the pictures were turned off. Her mind returned to
the scene of the action as she heard louder, different cries from
her daughter and knew she was very close to coming. Her tongue
licked over the hard little clit a few more times, then Sharon
erupted in wild climax, ecstasy contained in her every cry until
the waves finally stopped crashing over her and she sighed warmly.
As mother and daughter lay resting, they talked of how
thrilling the experience had been and of how they would repeat it
often.
"Mind you, dear, it would be a mistake," Mary told her, "to
introduce you to lesbian acts and leave you there. It could give
you a wrong outlook on life and on sex."
"What do you mean, Mother?" Sharon asked, hoping she had
already guessed the answer.
"I mean you must also discover the joys of sex with a man,
the wonderful joy of having your body fondled and the ultimate
pleasure of taking a cock up your cunt in a beautiful fuck."
"Is ... is Adam going to fuck me?"
"Yes. How do you feel about it?"
"Oh, Mother! Call him up and tell him to come right now,
this minute."
"I'm afraid we can't do that, darling. You see, Emily has to
be trained first. She's a virgin, too. Right this minute, Adam's
having a long, exciting talk about sex with her. Tomorrow
afternoon, he's going to break her cherry. In a couple of days,
he'll come here and give you a magnificent fuck."
"Oh, yes, Mother. I only wish I didn't have to wait so long
for it. It'll hurt the first time, won't it?"
"Yes, dear, it will. But it's a part of the process of
maturing. It only hurts the first time. After that there's
nothing but pleasure if you get a man who's a good lover--like
Adam."
"I'm so excited, Mother!" Sharon said with a sound like a
squeal. "But it's going to be so hard to wait."
"It needn't be, dear," her mother told her warmly. "After
all, I'm sure we can find things to do to help time pass easily."
"Yes, Mother, such beautiful things."
"Did I hear you say something about wanting to try sucking my
cunt?"
"Oh, yes. I really want to do that. Can I do it now,
Mother?"
"If you don't, I'll be very hurt, and I don't think you'd
want to do that to me."
"You know I'd never do anything to hurt you," Sharon said as
her mother opened her legs, then sighed at the feel of a gentle
young hand rubbing on her warm cunt.
There was no more talking then, only a silence that was
emphasized by warm sighs and a few panting sounds. Mary sensed
that Sharon was delaying the actual cunt-lapping not out of fear
or apprehension, but because she wanted to prolong the act, wanted
to tease herself by waiting.
Sharon turned a little, sucked one boob, then the other. She
began kissing her way down her mother's smooth, slightly rounded
tummy, all the way down until she was grazing in her pussy bush.
Mary knew that the eager young mouth was just seconds away from
her cunt, which was more than ready to receive a good sucking,
despite the two it had taken from Adam just a little earlier.
Sharon gave a little cry as she positioned herself and gazed
fondly at her mother's cunt; then the cry was repeated as her
hands went to Mary's thighs, then moved to her well-fleshed hips.
The next cry which came from the girl was muffled by Mary's warm
crotch as her mouth found the cunt and pressed warmly onto it,
bonging a groan of ecstasy from her mother.
Instinct and memory combined to tell Sharon just what to do,
and she kept her mother moaning and panting through a magnificent
cunt-lapping until the woman cried out in orgasm and her big
thighs captured and held her daughter's pretty face, rubbing it
until the spasms passed.
Mary sighed as her legs fell apart and Sharon looked at the
well-sucked cunt. It looked so good that she felt an urge to suck
her mother's snatch again. She did.
Chapter 9
While Mary was teaching her daughter the lesbian arts, Adam
was taking the first step in the seduction of his daughter. He
and Mary had worked out the plan together, and she had convinced
him that it was a good one.
As soon as their guests left, he sent his son to bed, then
took Emily into the living room for a chat. He began by telling
her about Mary and of how happy a family they were going to be,
the five of them. When he began talking about sex, he saw that
his daughter quickly became excited. Pleased with her reaction,
he became more and more explicit in describing various sex acts.
Her face became flushed, but he sensed that it was more from
excitement than embarrassment, and kept going. She began asking
questions, and he answered them in erotic detail, telling how he
and Mary sucked and fucked in various positions.
And then he told her about lesbianism and saw no sign of
shock and revulsion.
"Do you know why Mary and Sharon went home early tonight?" he
asked with an excited smile, and she told him she didn't. "It was
to make love. Right now the two of them are naked on her bed.
Their breasts are being fondled and sucked, they're playing with
each other's asses and pussies and they're sucking and licking
cunts and having beautiful comes."
"You mean they're lesbians?" she asked, seeming surprised but
not shocked.
"No, they're human beings, very lucky ones. You see, wise
people enjoy sex in all the forms they find. A woman can enjoy
sex with a man, then move from that to sex with another female."
"But ... but Sharon is so young. She's only fourteen."
"True, but Mary reasoned that sooner or later it would happen
to Sharon, she'd be introduced to sex by someone. She reasoned
it's better for the girl--and I agree--to learn sex from those who
love her."
"You say you agree, Daddy. Then what about me? I'm a year
older than Sharon."
"And your body is much more mature and beautiful. Are you
interested in learning about sex with me, dear?"
"Yes," she replied without pausing to think.
"I'm very pleased to hear that, dear. I love you very much
and I'd love to teach you. Tomorrow's perfect for it. It's
Saturday. Dean will want to go to the movies, and we'll have the
house to ourselves."
"Oh, Daddy, do we have to wait that long?"
"Yes, darling. I'm as anxious as you, but we must be alone
in the house and have plenty of time. I'm dying to see and feel
your lovely young body. It must be so firm, so beautiful."
"Do you want to see it now, Daddy?" she asked and stood,
obviously ready to strip naked for him.
"I want to, very much, but I don't dare. I'll wait until
tomorrow. As it is, I think I'm going to have to jack myself off
before I can get to sleep tonight. Even though Mary sucked me off
so beautifully at her house, I can feel my cock stiffening again."
"Can you, Daddy?" Emily asked. Then she turned on a bright
smile as she reached for the hem of her skirt and slowly raised it
over beautiful thighs.
Adam wanted to tell her to stop, but he couldn't find his
voice as he stared at her thighs.
Her panties, when they came into view, were plain, white
nylon, but there was nothing plain about the way she filled them
as he looked at the little bulge of her cunt mound. She raised
her skirt until he saw bare skin above her panties, then she
turned and wriggled a beautiful young ass at him. Through the
stretched fabric, he clearly saw the crack of her ass and his cock
throbbed in full erection as his hunger grew.
"Do you like the way I look in my panties?" she asked as she
turned to face him again.
"I like it very much, darling," he told her, his voice
breaking.
"I could take them off and let you see everything," she said
with a teasing grin.
"If you take your panties off, young lady, it will be to lie
over my lap to have your bare ass spanked. I don't think you'd
enjoy that very much."
"You're not only a coward, Daddy, you're a big bully, too,"
Emily told her father, but she smiled as she said it.
"Tomorrow afternoon, I'll take your panties off for you and
your bra, too. I'll do it very slowly and we'll both enjoy it
very much."
"Do you take Mary's bra and panties off when you're getting
ready to suck her cunt and fuck her?"
"Sometimes. She has a beautiful big pair of tits, and I love
baring them and playing with them and sucking them, but tits don't
have to be big to be beautiful, you know. I'm going to go wild
when I see yours and fondle them and suck them. I think you'll go
a little wild, too, don't you?"
"I know I will, Daddy. Please, let's do it now. I can't
wait till tomorrow."
"I want to, darling, but we can't. For one thing, I don't
have any rubbers. I'll have to get some in the morning."
"Couldn't we risk it just once?"
"Would you like to lose your beautiful figure and have a big
fat belly?"
"No," she said quietly.
"Come sit on my lap for a minute and we'll talk, then we'll
go to bed. Before I do, I'll have to go to the toilet and jack
myself off. Otherwise I'll never get to sleep."
"Is your cock big and hard?" she asked as she raised her
skirt and sat on his lap, feeling his hard-on and giving a little
gasp. "Daddy, you have a big flashlight in your pants. What's it
for?"
"It's to look inside your beautiful little cunt tomorrow," he
told her. "I'll put it way inside and look up into your belly.
When my light is in your slit, it'll shoot a lot of cream and make
us both feel good."
"Daddy, show me your cock before we go to bed. It would give
me something to think about and to dream about until tomorrow
comes and you fuck me with it."
"Well," he agreed, "I suppose I could do that. I guess it
wouldn't do any harm. Did you ever see a boy jacking off?"
"Oh, no. Just like no boy ever saw me fingering my pussy."
"I've got an idea, darling. I think you're going to like
it."
"I think so, too, Daddy. Tell me what it is."
"Well, I could change my mind and let you take your panties
down. I could take my cock out and let you look at it while you
finger yourself and have a nice big come. After that, you could
watch me jacking myself and shooting my cream."
"Oh, Daddy, you're so wonderful! I'll never be able to thank
you enough," Emily told her father as she hugged him tightly. He
felt a tit jabbing at him and again hungered to see and feel her
well-developed young tits.
"You should save some of the thanks for Mary. She helped me
reach this stage. I guess we helped each other, really, but
without her, this couldn't be happening between us. I'd never
have had the courage to fuck my own daughter."
"Then I'm thankful to her, too, and to think I wanted to hate
her because I was jealous."
Adam assured his daughter that she had no reason for
jealousy. As he talked, he fondled her tits through the blouse
and decided that they were a bit bigger than he expected, and
beautifully firm. While she squirmed, sighed and panted, Adam
brought his right hand around her and felt his way up one leg. He
paused, and Emily opened her legs to let him feel all he wanted.
She heard a low, muffled rumbling in her father's throat as
his hand moved and he squeezed the firm thighs. His hand
continued to move upward until it was on the crotch of her
panties, and the two of them were panting then.
Telling his daughter that it was time for them to masturbate,
he had her get up; then he stood and began to unzip his fly. He
paused and looked toward the door, then went quietly to Dean's
room and found him sleeping soundly. When he returned to his
daughter, he smiled at her loud gasp. He had taken his cock out
as he left his son's room, and it stood in proud, strong erection,
the skin drawn well back from the swollen prickhead.
She hurried to meet him. Then she was crouching before him,
fondling his cock with both hands, delighting in the velvet
softness of the big prickhead and the hardness of the long shaft.
When Emily told him it must be the biggest cock in the world,
he smilingly assured her that at seven inches his dick was longer
than average, but far from being the biggest.
When he told her to, Emily unfastened the waist of her skirt
and dropped the garment, then stepped out of it and tossed it onto
a chair.
Adam trembled as he watched his daughter pushing her panties
down, slowly baring the beautiful triangle of pussy bush; then her
panties were stretched across her thighs. While his cock throbbed
as though ready to explode, he watched her put a finger in her
mouth; then the finger went to her crotch and she worked it
between the lips of her little cunt and sighed deeply.
"Don't you usually play with your cunt before you finger it?"
Adam asked.
"Usually, I like to rub it a little and warm it up, but this
time I'm too hot to wait."
As she fingered her clit, Emily alternated between and up-
and-down motion and a circular one, and her father wondered how
she had learned that. She kept giving him progress reports of her
arousal until she was panting that she was close. Her voice
broke, she gave a few more strokes of her finger, and then she was
crying out as her body jerked out of control in strong orgasm.
When she finished, she was sweating. Adam took her in his
arms and hugged her, his cock throbbing against her belly and
adding to her delight. Then he pulled her panties up for her and
told her to put her skirt on.
When she had done so, he smilingly told her to take her
panties off and give them to him. She did, and he folded the warm
garment and held it in his left hand, then took his cock in his
right and told her to watch while he jerked himself off into her
panties.
He masturbated very slowly, and his daughter was wide-eyed as
she watched. It was the first time he had jerked off since
meeting Mary, and it felt good. Adam knew he would fire a big
load and he would feel even better.
Once, as he felt his orgasm approaching, he stopped to make
it last a little longer, then he decided to go on with the jerking
and blast off. As he neared his peak the second time, he warned
her to watch closely; then she heard him grunting and watched as
sperm spurted from the little pisshole in the big head of his
cock.
Emily was amazed at the force with which his prick shot off.
She wanted to feel it doing that inside her cunt. Then she looked
at the big puddle in her panties as he finished shooting and
sighed tiredly.
Careful not to spill any, she took the panties from him and
wiped the few drops which dribbled. She touched the pool of jism
with the tip of a finger, then carried it to her mouth and tasted
it.
"I'm going to keep these panties forever," she told him, "and
I'm never going to wash them."
Smiling, Adam put his limp cock away. They kissed good night
and went to their rooms to await the big day tomorrow--the day of
Emily's first fuck.
Chapter 10
Emily woke suddenly Saturday morning. At once she thought of
the exciting dream she'd had in the night; then she trembled as
she told herself that it hadn't been a dream, that it had really
happened. And then she couldn't be sure whether it had been dream
or reality.
When she remembered the panties, she hurried to her dresser,
opened the drawer and there they were, folded into a pad,
liberally stained with sperm which had dried during the night.
Everything rushed back to her then, but especially the
promise of her first fuck. She had heard older girls talk about
how it hurt to get your cherry broken that first time, but she
refused to feel anything but wild, wonderful excitement as she
recalled the bigness and strongness of her father's cock, and
thought how it would soon be inside her cunt and she would know
the joy of being fucked.
She found her father in the kitchen, wearing a bathrobe,
sipping coffee and reading the morning paper. Approaching
quietly, she surprised him with a kiss on the cheek. He turned
and smiled warmly at her, asking if she had slept well. Her
brother, she knew, would be sleeping late, as he always did on
weekends. "I slept beautifully, thanks to you, Daddy. You haven't
changed your mind, have you?" she asked, then went to stand beside
him, allowing one bare leg to escape from her bathrobe.
"I'm not sure," he said teasingly, but he wasn't able to hold
back his laugh, and then he told her that he definitely hadn't
changed his mind.
"I wonder what time Dean'll want to go to the movie?"
"You can be pretty sure it'll be the one o'clock show. Since
he won't be home until after five, that'll give us plenty of time.
In the meantime, I have to go to the drugstore and buy something
important."
"I wonder what that could be," she giggled and reached for
the front of his robe. Her hand went inside before he knew what
she was doing. As she caught his tool, she felt it begin to
stiffen at once. Then he took her hand away, warning her that
Dean could surprise them by getting up early. "Darn! If only he
weren't in the way."
"Well now, I suppose we could shoot him and bury him in the
garden," Adam said with a serious expression.
"I didn't mean it that way, Daddy. It's just that ..." she
paused uncomfortably ... "I don't know what I mean."
"I do, dear, and we'll soon solve that problem. One day very
soon, Mary will come to visit. She'll take him into my bedroom to
have a nice little talk about life. It'll be a little more than a
talk, come to think of it. She'll undress a little at a time,
show him all of her body, then teach him the standard games--like
sucking tits and cunt fucking. After that, he'll be one of us,
and we won't have to hide from him when we want to play."
"Oh, Daddy, how exciting! Imagine, a twelve-year-old boy
fucking a big woman like Mary. I'd love to be watching when she
seduces him."
"Not the first time, I'm afraid. Even I won't be watching.
Later, though, we'll see him humping Mary."
"When are they going to come here to live, Daddy?"
"In another couple of weeks. There are a lot of things to be
done. You'll see lots of Mary and Sharon, though, don't worry.
Maybe Sharon will teach you some of the sexy games her mother's
teaching her. Would you like that?"
"I think I'd rather learn the games from Mary. Sharon is so
young."
"I'll tell Mary. I'm sure she'll be delighted to be your
teacher if you'll promise to be a good student."
"I'll be such a good student, Daddy! Just like I'm going to
be with you in a little while."
After Dean left, Emily and her father were alone in the
house, the doors both locked, the drapes drawn in Adam's bedroom.
"Are you going to fuck me right away, Daddy?" Emily asked as
they entered the room.
"No, darling, not for a long time. Fucking should never be
rushed. We're going to undress. Then we're going to play a lot
of games for a long time. Your beautiful body will really be
hungry for it when I get around to fucking you--and so will mine."
He took his daughter in his arms then and their mouths met,
gently at first, then in a kiss of fierce passion which left them
both trembling as he opened the top of Emily's dress, then watched
as she took it off.
Emily had done some shopping, too, and she wore a sexy black
matching bra and panties, which she filled more than adequately.
Adam fondled both cups of her bra and made her squirm a little
more.
When he released her, he stepped back and began undressing.
Emily admired the strong-looking chest, and then he was
unfastening the waist of his slacks as his daughter's heart
pounded.
The sound of the zipper seemed loud in the quiet room, and
then he was pushing his pants down and she saw the bulge of his
big prick in his briefs. Smiling, he outlined the form of his
cock, then pushed his briefs down. His tool seemed to leap out as
though ready to attack.
When he stepped out of his briefs, he took his daughter in
his arms and held her closely against his strong, naked body, so
that she could feel his cock as it throbbed against her. While
they shared another sexy kiss, he played with her beautiful ass
and she loved it. Then she felt him unhooking her bra, and she
was eager to show him her nicely developed young booby
"Oh, Emily," he said, his voice quavering as he bared them,
"what a beautiful set of tits you've been hiding. I'm going to
give them a lot of attention with my hands and my mouth. Will
this really be the first time you've had your tits sucked?"
She assured him it would, and then he picked her up, held her
easily in his arms and put her down gently on the bed, looking at
her as she squirmed in passion.
Adam let her squirm alone for a minute as he gazed lovingly
down at her; then he was squirming with her, his body delightfully
heavy when he lay atop her for a little while. Finally he got off
and began fondling and sucking her tits as she urged him on with
heated sighs and excited little squeals of passion.
Each time he took a break from sucking a firm tit, Adam raved
about the beauty and firmness of her boobs, of how thrilling they
were to fondle and suck. When he had first started, Emily had
hoped he would take her panties off and hurry to her cunt, but
once she discovered the joy of having her jugs handled and sucked
the way her father did it, she forgot about everything else and
concentrated on what was happening, wanting it to go on forever.
And then he left her tits after giving each hard nipple a
little squeeze with his lips. His hands rubbed down her tummy
until they were on her panties.
Emily parted her lovely legs wide for him, and he moved a
hand slowly into her crotch to feel the soft warmth of her cunt.
The touch made her groan again. She began to wonder if she was
making too much noise, but she let the thought go away. She was
enjoying herself and sensed that she should just act naturally.
The natural thing to do seemed to be to pant and grunt and groan
and sigh as much as she felt like it.
And then her father was turning her over, and she helped.
While he told her that she had the loveliest young ass he had ever
seen, he played with it, and his hands kept moving, over and
around her skimpily cut panties. Until then, Emily hadn't known
that having her ass played with could be so sexy, hut she learned
fast, and he went on teaching her for a long time. When Adam
recalled that he hadn't put a rubber on, he decided to do it at
once, lest he forget later and fuck her without it. She turned to
watch as he stood close to the bed. He gave her a wink as he
pulled the rubber on and rolled it all the way down the long shaft
of his stiff cock. Emily liked the way his prick looked in the
latex shroud as he waved his cock at her, then he told her to get
up.
Emily couldn't understand why, but she didn't argue as she
got off the bed and stood in front of him, only her sheer panties
covering her nudity. Then he told her that he was ready to take
them off.
Turning her around, he knelt behind her, fondled her ass and
thighs a little more, then she felt hands moving to the waistband
of the panties. He heard a low cry of passion as he began taking
them down. His hands trembled only a little as he slowly bared
white, silken cheeks and her smooth, hairless crack, pausing to
plant many kisses all over her butt as he did so.
"Oh, Daddy, it's so exciting getting my ass kissed like this!
Do you kiss Mary's behind, too?"
"Yes, but let's just talk about us," he told her, pushing the
panties down until they fell around her feet, then helping her out
of them.
Still kneeling, he kissed and licked her ass some more, then
took her onto the bed again and had her kneel with her head down
and her beautiful ass arched high. In that position, he saw her
little bung, looking so smooth and clean and beautiful that he
wasn't able to resist kissing it and diddling it with the tip of
his tongue while Emily moaned excitedly.
Adam decided it was time to really turn his daughter on with
a first-class cunt-lapping, so he turned her over again. She was
lying on her back looking up at him, lust and hunger on her
beautiful young face, the hunger of a woman who wanted to be
fucked, but before being fucked with his cock, he thought, she was
going to get a tongue-fucking that would be more than enough to
make her come.
He gazed warmly at her virginal little cunt as her ass
squirmed on the sheet; then he put a hand on it and rubbed gently
as he told her he was ready to start sucking and lapping her cunt.
She groaned, her back arching with passion.
Aim positioned himself on the bed, stared again at the tender
young twat just inches from his face. As he liked to do with
Mary, he breathed warmly in her crotch and liked her reaction.
Teasingly, he licked her sicken inner thighs, his tongue moving
closer and closer to her cunt. Without warning, he put his tongue
on the bottom of her slit and licked slowly upward as her groan of
passion became a hymn of lust.
There was no more time for teasing then, and his open mouth
pressed down warmly on her soft, wet pussy.
As he began sucking, Emily's hands balled into fists and her
nails dug into her palms until it hurt as she kept crying out as
though in agony. But Adam knew it was an agony of ecstasy, so he
went right on sucking, alternating the wet sucking with thrilling
tongue work as he probed as far inside the juicy slit as he could
get.
While he ate his daughter's cunt, his hands kept moving
slowly, fondling all the way from her thighs to her tits, never
pausing in one place long before moving on elsewhere.
As for Emily, she could hardly qualify as an authority on
cunt-lapping, but she sensed that nobody could possibly be as good
at muff-diving, and she was sure Mary would tell her the same
thing.
Her cries became more shrill when his tongue began to
concentrate on her tender little passion bud, and she felt the
first warning that climax was coming. As Adam went on licking her
clit, the signs became stronger. Then she was panting that she
was going to come. Words changed to wordless cries, and then her
body was jerking madly, out of control as the orgasm filled her
like no orgasm ever had. Her father held her lovingly until it
was all over.
"Oh, Daddy," she sighed when she was able to find her voice,
"I can't describe how good it was. Nobody ever felt as good as I
did while you were sucking my cunt and while I was coming."
"I'm happy for you, darling. May it always be like that for
you. Have you had enough now, or do you still want that fuck?"
"I want it more than ever. Just think, I've had my cunt
lapped and now it's going to be fucked with a great big, beautiful
cock--my own daddy's stiff prick. Give it to me, Daddy darling.
Lie down on my belly and fuck me in the cunt."
"In a minute, angel," he said as he crouched close to her and
his hand went into her crotch; then he began to stroke her wet
pussy gently, and Emily was sighing as passion began to mount
again.
She couldn't understand why her father didn't want to start
fucking at once, but Adam knew. He wanted her to be steaming hot
when he fed his prick to her, so that when he broke her hymen,
passion would hopefully act as a mask to partially blur the pain
she would feel, and it would be better for her. He felt an
intense love for his daughter, and he wanted her to enjoy fucking
and cunt-lapping and cock-sucking--the whole beautiful bag of
tricks.
When Emily told him that the finger in her slit was bringing
her to another come, he smiled as he took the finger out and told
her he was ready to give her his cock.
And then he was between her legs, his big, naked body
hovering over her, and she felt him probing her crotch. Because
her slit was so small, he had some difficulty finding it, but then
the big head of his cock was between the little pussy-lips. They
both gave little grunts, Emily's turning into a warm sigh and
going on as her father paused with the head of his prick inside
her cunt as Emily told herself it was no longer a dream or a hope
she was actually being fucked for the first time.
Sighing, she assured her father that she still felt very
horny and close to coming. He smiled as he fed stiff cock into
her tight little cunt, a bit at a time. There was no need to
hurry, he reminded himself as he savored the tightness of the
virgin cunt while he looked down at the beauty of her naked body
and her lovely face--the passion-contorted face of a fifteen-year-
old virgin, eagerly taking her first fuck.
When the head of his cock reached the barrier, he felt it
give, but he wasn't ready to take it. Instead, he began giving
her a short fucking with just that much of his cock, and she
panted broken words as she told him how good it was and how hot
she felt. She seemed to be almost out of her mind with passion
and that he decided, was the time to pluck her little cherry.
Adam gave his daughter no warning. He took one big lunge,
his hips muscles bunching. The thin little barrier put up no
fight at all, and his cock went through it with ease. Emily gave
one little cry but she didn't stop panting and her arms held him
tightly as he fed seven inches of cock up her tight, churning
cunt.
For just a little while, he rested on her with his prick
throbbing inside her stretched little twat, then he began fucking,
giving it to her in long, slow strokes as she panted
encouragement, telling him that she loved fucking and wanted him
to screw her all the time.
Pleased that she made no mention of pain at all, he went on
fucking her, then heard her gasp and sensed that they were going
to achieve a miracle together--the miracle of a virgin achieving
orgasm in the course of her very first fuck. His mind told him it
wasn't possible, but her body and her labored breathing told him
it was. He went on stroking slowly, waiting for the miracle to
happen, riding high on her body so that his cock rubbed her tender
clit with every stroke.
And then she was right on the edge and he was fucking her as
fast as he could drive his hard, throbbing cock, knowing that he
was close, hoping that he could add to the miracle by going off at
the same time as his panting daughter.
Emily opened her mouth and tried to tell him she was coming,
but the fiercely beautiful come cut off her words. She could only
pant and cry out in ecstasy as her whole body seemed to explode.
As the third wave swept over her, Adam ground down in her crotch
and his big body jerked strongly as his pent-up load of semen was
pumped from his balls with lovely force.
They panted and grunted, then lay sighing, his body heavy on
hers, their sweat warmly mingled in their shared joy. Adam
searched his mind for traces of guilt or regret, but he was
delighted to find none and knew it would always be that way, that
he would fuck his daughter as often as they wanted and they would
accept their status of lovers as well as their warm, father-
daughter relationship.
Realizing that his weight was heavy on her, Adam got up. His
daughter groaned with disappointment as he took his cock out of
her freshly opened cunt and lay beside her, holding her naked body
warmly in his strong arms as they whispered about beauty and love
and joy.
"It isn't really pain at all," she assured him. "It hurt for
just a second when you popped my cherry, but the fuck was so
thrilling I hardly noticed it. I can feel a little burning
sensation in nay belly, but that's about all. I thought it'd be a
lot worse than that."
"So did I, angel, but I hoped that getting you as horny as I
did would work. That's why I took my finger out of your cunt just
before your second come."
"You're wonderful, Daddy," she told him and hugged him
tightly. "I feel so good, but I feel like I'm in a trap. I think
I'll explode if I don't tell someone yet this is something I can
never tell to a soul."
"That's not quite correct, darling," he told her and smiled
warmly, his eyes shining. "I'm sure Mary would love to hear the
big news. Why don't you give her a call right now?"
The suggestion delighted Emily, so Adam dialed Mary's number
and handed the phone to Emily, watching her hand trembling as she
took it from him. When Mary answered and Emily began telling her
what had happened, panting with arousal, her father moved behind
her and reached for her tits with both hands.
While he fondled them lovingly, he heard his daughter giving
Mary a glowing report of her exciting seduction and her first
fuck.
"Tell Sharon it's wonderful, especially with such a great
lover," he heard her say, and gave her tits an extra squeeze as a
silent thank you.
And then Adam realized that Mary was talking to his daughter
about lesbianism, and his heart leaped as he noted the girl's
enthusiastic response.
"Ah yes," Adam said under his breath, "life is beautiful all
of a sudden, but it's going to get even better."
Chapter 11
As a form of adjustment to eventually living together in
Adam's house, the two families met almost daily, usually at Adam's
home. Dean sensed that there was something happening that he
didn't understand, and Adam and Mary agreed that they should bring
him into the sexual circle before too long, but that first, there
were two items to be attended to: Emily had to be introduced to
lesbianism, and Sharon had to have her cherry popped. After that,
it was up to Mary to take the innocent little boy to a bedroom and
demonstrate some very interesting facts of life.
It all could have been done in a day, they agreed, but that
would come under the heading of rushing. Nature aided them in
slowing things down on at least one front when Sharon got her
period. Mary laughed at her anger, even as she hugged and
consoled her, telling her that a few days of having her pussy out
of order wasn't all that terrible.
But life wasn't all sex for either family. The children had
strict rules about homework and study, and they obeyed them
without protest. Beyond that, there was reading to be done so
that young minds would develop along tenth young bodies,
broadening beyond the things they learned in school. Even young
Dean picked up the reading habit, not because he had been told to,
but became he saw that his father and his sister enjoyed reading,
and reasoned that there must be something to it.
"I'm glad we are what we are, Adam," Mary said so him as they
chatted that Sunday while the children were outside, enjoying the
swimming pool.
"Me, too, but please be more specific," he told her.
"I'm thinking of how, after we discovered each other and
found our new lives, we could have gone hog-wild about it."
"I suppose there are those who would say we did--I mean with
the kids and all," he told her with a grin.
"Sure, but who cares about that? What I mean is that the
kids are learning that there's a time and a place for everything,
including sex. They're going to develop very healthy sexual
attitudes, once they get over the newness of it. You and I were
never given that chance."
"True, with us to guide them, they'll grow up to be complete,
balanced human beings, healthy bisexual people. I'm sure they'll
be a credit to us."
"I'm with you, even if our methods were a little less than
socially acceptable. Speaking of that, do you think it's about
time to take Emily off the hook? The poor lamb is really dying
for her first taste of pussy."
They agreed as usual, then went out to the pool to talk to
the children who were obviously enjoying their day immensely. Yet
as Emily saw the adults approaching, her smile changed into a look
of hot anticipation as she hurried to meet them.
"Yes, dear," Mary told the girl before she could ask the
question. "Go on inside and dress up in your sexiest things. I'm
ready, and I'll be in in just a few minutes."
"Where's Emily going?" Sharon asked her mother.
"She and I are going to have a nice long talk, dear. I'd
like you and Dean to stay out here with Adam. We'll come back out
when we're finished."
Again Dean looked puzzled and wondered when they were going
to let him in on the secret they all seemed to share. Sensing how
the boy felt, his father went to him and put an arm around his
shoulders, telling him to cheer up, that there were some wonderful
surprises in store for him within a few days.
In the house, Mary slipped an arm around Emily and told her
she looked stunning.
"Thanks, Mary, so do you, but I don't understand why I had to
put clothes on. I hope that what we're going to do will call for
no clothes at all."
"It does, dear, but we're going to be civilized about it.
It'll be a little game. We'll sit and talk as though we've just
met and don't know what's going to happen, then I'll seduce you,
very slowly and very gradually. It'll be subtle at first, and
then the pace will step up and won't cool down until we've sucked
each other's cunts and had our big comes. How does that sound to
you, darling?"
"Like the most exciting thing that ever happened to me. I
know how good it feels when Daddy sucks my cunt, and I'm dying to
find out how it feels to do it. I've never really seen any other
cunt, and I've never touched one."
As they walked up the stairs to the master bedroom, Emily
followed the exciting woman, looking at the motion of her big hips
and wondering how they were going to look and feel when they were
naked. Mary's dress was shorter than she usually wore, and the
girl looked hotly at her big, smooth, firm-looking thighs.
Impulsively, she bent for a better look up Mary's dress, and felt
her heart pounding at the stolen glimpse of silky-looking upper
thighs. By the time they reached the room, Emily was already
trembling with passion.
Leaving the heavy drapes open, Mary drew the light sun drapes
across the window so that the room would remain comfortably warm
and bright; then she turned and smiled at the trembling girl and
did a little trembling herself at the thought of stripping and
making lesbian love with a beautiful fifteen-year-old, one whose
cunt had so recently been opened for sex by her father's big cock.
As she sat on the edge of the wide bed, Mary allowed the hem
of her dress to hike well up her thighs and liked the way Emily
stared; then the girl was sitting beside her, making sure that
she, too, displayed her lush young thighs.
Mary slipped an arm around the slim-waisted girl, then began
talking about how lucky they both were to be females. To her
delighted surprise, Emily discovered that she could carry on a
conversation despite her wild arousal and her eagerness to see and
feel Mary's naked body, and do other exciting things with her, the
kind of things Mary did with her daughter.
After a little while, Mary opened the top button of her dress
to show more of the cleavage of her lush boobs, then took the
first tentative step as a hand went to one of Emily's firm thighs
and squeezed gently.
"You have lovely thighs, dear," Mary said and her hand moved
a little higher. "Do you mind my feeling your thigh like this?"
"Oh no, it feels nice," Emily told her, not trying to hide
her excitement. "You have beautiful thighs, too. I'd love to
feel them."
"You're just like your father, dear. Go ahead and feel my
big thighs. I like the idea of a pretty girl's hand on my thigh.
I'm sure it'll make me very horny."
Emily's little hand trembled as it moved, and there was a
tension in the room which crackled like electricity as Emily felt
the firm, smooth thigh and squeezed it, sighing warmly.
For a little while, each was content to feel the thighs of
the other, but both knew the pace would be stepped up soon.
Through Emily's chiffon blouse, Mary saw the girl's well-
filled black bra and decided that would be her next step. Adam
had told her that his daughter's firm young jugs made beautiful
sucking, and she was anxious to find out, yet not so anxious that
she was willing to upset the gentle pace of the seduction.
The arm that had been around Emily's waist moved slowly up
until her hand was cupping one tit gently, causing Emily to sigh
warmly again.
"Do you like it when your Daddy sucks your tits, darling?"
Mary asked as she fondled.
"Oh yes, I just love it. You have such nice big fits, Mary.
Do you like having them felt and sucked?"
"Mmmm, very much. I'm beginning to feel naughty, Emily, very
naughty. If you'll let me, I'd love to open your blouse so I
could see better how nicely you fill your bra."
Before the girl could find her voice, Mary was busy opening
the garment, unbuttoning it slowly, her own big knockers rising
and falling with her labored breathing as she anticipated baring
the young tits to fondle them and suck them.
Again, Mary told the girl how beautiful she was and at the
same time, took her blouse off. Instead of going for the cups of
her bra at once as she had planned, Mary instead rubbed the silken
skin below the bra with one hand while the other hand rubbed
smooth shoulders and back, causing the girl to purr with delight
at being so exquisitely handled. Her father's touch was wild, but
this was different somehow, and she guessed it was part of the
charm of lesbian sex, two females sharing gentle touches, sharing
the feminine mystique.
After she had fondled the girl for a while, Mary brought her
legs up onto the bed and curled them under her with a nice display
of thigh, then she was unfastening the top of her dress, smiling
warmly at her trembling young partner as she slowly pulled the top
of her dress down to her waist to display the contrast of white
skin and big, bulging bra Cups with soft-looking white skin
between.
With a little cry, Emily turned fully around to face the
woman; then her hands were on the bra, and she was rubbing and
squeezing. They had been playing with each other for only a
little while when Emily felt her bra being unhooked. A few
seconds later it was gone, and then Mary's eyes and hands were
feasting on tits which felt almost as firm as apples, flawless in
their beauty.
As she fondled the naked jugs, Mary saw water in Emily's eyes
and wondered if she were going to cry, but she wasn't concerned
since she knew that any tears the girl spilled would be happy
ones.
When Emily asked to take Mary's bra off, the woman gave
smiling assent, then felt fingers trembling as they fought with
hook which proved surprisingly stubborn. In time, Emily slipped
them all; the bra fell open and as she pulled it off, the girl
gasped and her eyes refused to focus for a few seconds.
A dry sound came from Emily's throat as her hands went to the
beautiful, big tits and began swarming all over them as she told
the woman how exciting they felt and how eager she was to suck the
big jugs.
But that was pretty much what Mary had in mind as she pushed
the girl down gently onto the bed, and gave the firm tits another
loving squeeze; then her warm mouth was wide open as it claimed
one tit, and she began to suck it while Emily squirmed and sighed
in passion.
Mary suckled the boob for a long time before her face moved
to the other, and then she was sucking with the same delicious
greed. Needing something to do with her hands, Emily found that
she could reach one thigh and hip of the beautiful woman, and then
she was rubbing there, working her hand around to a partially
panty clad buttcheek and delighting in the thrilling feel of it as
she went on savoring the joy of having her tits sucked by a woman.
"Will that hold your lovely tits for the time being?" Mary
asked as she sat up and looked into the shining eyes of the girl.
"Oh, yes. It was beautiful even better than when Daddy sucks
them. There's something special between two women, isn't there?"
"Yes, darling, we'll talk about it later. Just lie back and
I'll feed you my big tits to suck. You're going to like that very
much, darling," Mary added, then she was fondling her big jugs,
with both hands and panting with lust.
Moving a little, she bent over her partner, held her right
tit in her right hand, squeezed it, then lowered it gently to
Emily's face. The girl's mouth opened wide to receive it, but
instead of pushing it in, Mary rubbed her nipple slowly over
Emily's lips, making a full circle of her mouth; then, with a warm
sigh, she pushed the silken tit into Emily's mouths filling it and
leaving a lot of boob still outside.
Emily began sucking at once and brought her lands into play,
holding and rubbing the exciting jug as she sucked it, telling
herself that if sucking a tit was so great, then sucking the
woman's cunt was surely going to be the ultimate thrill.
Since neither was aware of time, they had no idea how long
Emily spent sucking the big knockers, but when Mary eventually
took the second boob out of the girl's mouth. it had been more
than well-suckled, and the nipple felt a little raw, just nicely
so.
"Whatever are we doing with all these clothes on?" Mary said
as she knelt up and looked at the shining eyes of the girl.
"That's what I've been wondering," Emily replied.
They both got off the bed and looked at each other as they
removed their skirts, then peeled their panties down and tossed
them away. Impatiently, Emily asked Mary if they were going to go
down on each other at last.
"Before we eat cunt, Emily, we're going to play an exciting
little game called riding. I read about it and Sharon and I tried
it and enjoyed it a lot. I think you will, too."
They returned to the bed, naked. Mary took the girl in her
arms, and they kissed passionately; then they were lying side by
side, face to face, and Mary showed Emily how each could get a
thigh between the thighs of the other, the thigh right up in the
warmth of a crotch.
With only a little difficulty, they picked up the rhythm, and
then they were rubbing, their cunts moving over silken skin. The
effect was wild, Emily felt, understanding why the game was called
riding. As the couple rode, there was no conversation, only the
warm sounds of sighs and panting.
When other sounds were heard, they were the sounds of orgasm,
the cries and groans and gasps as one after the other rocketed
into delicious climax. Afterwards, they continued to lie
together, their bodies excitingly wet with the sweat of their
lovely lust. Emily was wide-eyed as she told of how much she had
enjoyed the game, and how she would want to play it often.
"You will, dear. You'll play it with me often and with
Sharon as well. But for now, there are other nice thing; to be
done. I'm very anxious to taste your warm little cunt. I'm going
to suck it and lick it and give you such a come you'll think
you've died and gone to heaven. Are you ready to have your cunt
lapped?"
"Oh yes, Mary! I guess I've been ready all my life, only I
didn't know it."
"How sweet, my lovely little angel. Lie on your back now,
and I'll put a pillow under your behind," Mary said and reached
for one.
Emily was panting in hot anticipation as she lay back with
her legs wide open to present her tender little cunt to be sucked.
Mary stared hotly at her twat, a hand rubbing in her crotch where
it was wet and very warm.
Mary's tongue came out and licked over her lips as she
reached down to stroke the girl's warm pussy, making her sigh,
then groan with desire as her heart pounded strongly; then she
gave a little cry as she watched Mary's face coming down, saw her
wet lips parting. Then the face was in her crotch, and she felt
the woman's warm breath bathing her box and making her so horny
that she wanted to scream.
She did scream, a little high-pitched wail as the mouth
touched her cunt in a light kiss while two gentle hands claimed
her hips and held tightly. The kiss soon became more intense, and
then it wasn't a kiss any longer as Mary began sucking her cunt.
The thrill was so great that Emily told herself she couldn't
stand it, yet the only alternative was to take her cunt away from
the woman's mouth and that she refused to even consider.
Anyone standing outside the door would have thought that
someone was in agony in the room, but both Emily and Mary knew
better as they shared the ecstasy of their lesbian lust.
Mary sucked greedily, wetly, so wetly that Emily's little
cunt couldn't contain all the juice and she felt some of it
trickling down into the crack of her behind. As she became
accustomed to the intensity of her passion, Emily wanted the muff-
diving to go on forever, though even as she felt the wish, she
knew that sale was going to climax soon.
And then, as Mary's skilled tongue licked over and around her
clit, Emily shrieked in ecstasy. The sound drifted through the
window so that those at the pool were able to hear it. Sharon and
Adam recognized it for what it was, but Dean looked troubled.
"Your sister is all right, Dean," Adam told him. "In fact,"
he added with a grin, "I'd say she's more than all right, wouldn't
you, Sharon?"
"I'd say she's the happiest girl in the world right now."
"You'll understand too, Dean, very soon now, and you're going
to be the happiest boy in the world. Come on, let's have another
swim," he added, and Sharon smiled as she saw the bulge of a hard-
on in his swimming trunks. Later, in the water, she confirmed
that hardness with a naughty hand and got one cheek of her ass
squeezed as a reward for her effort.
In the bedroom, woman and girl were panting as the climax
passed for Emily and she opened her starry eyes wide, her young
body still glowing. They talked of how good the orgasm had been,
and Mary assured her that every one could be like that.
"It's wonderful to have a man lap your cunt, dear," Mary told
her, "especially a beautiful lapper like your father, but it seems
that there's a special magic about it when two females do it.
Perhaps you'll understand a lot more after you've sucked my cunt.
You do want that, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mary. I want it so much. What a thrill it will be
for me to suck my first cunt! When I have my face in your crotch,
my mouth tight on the lips of your cunt, I think I'll go out of my
mind. I'm more than ready now, if you are."
Telling the girl that she was almost ready to have her cunt
lapped, Mary lay back with the pillow under her am and invited
Emily to play with her twat for a while. Emily was eager to do
so, and she rubbed the warm box in mounting passion, then probed
the slit with a finger and soon had her partner panting and
sighing.
"Oh, yes, Emily! I'm ready now," Mary panted and her voice
was low and husky with passion. "I'm so ready to have my cunt
lapped."
As Emily took her finger out of the hot, juicy slit, Mary
raised her parted legs back over her body and presented her pink,
open-lipped cunt to the girl. The sight of the juicy snatch was
such that Emily trembled strongly, then licked her lips as she
positioned herself to suck it.
She lowered her pretty face slowly, brushed hair back from
her face and gave a little squeal of delight when her mouth was
about an inch above the pink pussy. Impulsively, she stuck her
tongue out and slowly licked up from the base of Mary's crack to
the top of her cunt. They both moaned as Emily felt the woman
shuddering with arousal; then she touched the cunt lightly with
her lips in a gentle kiss.
Emily found no taste at all, just an exciting suggestion of a
musky perfume, and she enjoyed it as she inhaled deeply. Then her
mouth pressed down more firmly on Mary's cunt, and she began
sucking as her arms wrapped around the big thighs of her nude
partner.
She had known that sucking a cunt would be lovely, but it was
even more than that, and she couldn't find a word to describe the
erotic thrill as she sucked wetly, hungrily, her hands rubbing
silken skin as she heard Mary purring in ecstasy. Both
experienced a new thrill when Emily brought her tongue into play,
using it as Mary had used hers, probing and licking her snatch
deeply, then bonging it up to the top of the slit where the hard,
sensitized passion bud awaited a good licking. She gave it just
that.
Emily licked in the top of Mary's slit for two or three
minutes, and then she felt the tension in the woman which told her
she was getting close to an exciting come. She went on licking
her puffy gash, and then Mary was jerking and panting as the
tendrils of climax caught her and did wild things to her for a
long time before the final spasm passed. When she opened her
eyes, Mary saw Emily crouched on the bed beside her, looking very
pleased with herself and with life.
"That was beautiful, Emily. You eat cunt like an angel."
"I'm glad I pleased you, Mary. I'll do it again right now if
you like."
"No thanks, but you could put on a little show with Sharon
for me. How does that sound?"
"I think I'd rather eat your pussy--but that does sound like
fun."
"I'll teach the two of you how to play sixty-nine. It'll
give you something to do when you're alone and bored."
"I don't think I'll ever be bored as long as I live," Emily
said as Mary went to the window and called her daughter. Sharon
came running, wriggling her pretty ass for Adam, who still had a
hard-on.
Sharon was breathless as she hurried into the room, but she
had enough breath left to hurry out of her bathing suit when her
mother told her to. Then she got onto the bed with Emily, and the
two girls began playing with each other, to the delight of the
naked woman who watched intently.
Mary knew what a thrill it would be for Adam to see their
daughters romping in the nude, but that would mean leaving Dean
alone, and she didn't think that would be fair, so she decided
that her lover would have to wait until another time.
The girls played with tits and apses and pussies, and it was
obvious that they were both enjoying their game. When Mary asked,
both told her that they were very ready to go on to mutual cunt-
lapping.
Delighted that she had thought of the idea, Mary helped guide
the two girls into position. Each fitted her mouth to the cunt of
the other, and they began sucking.
While she watched the pretty girls lapping each other's
twats, Mary decided to warm her right hand in her crotch. It felt
so nice that she thought she should make it feel even nicer, so a
finger went into her slit, and she began stroking, her big tits
swaying.
A few minutes later, Mary climaxed with much panting and
gasping, her boobs performing a wildly erotic dance while her
plump ass jerked strongly. As she was coming out of the orgasm,
she smiled at the sight and sound of both girls experiencing
strong comes, their naked bodies writhing together on the bed.
Chapter 12
Sharon began to entertain high hopes when she learned that
only Adam was coming to visit that evening. If her hopes were
realized, she would part with her virginity that evening. When
Mary refused to admit that there was anything special about her
lover's visit, Sharon's hopes dimmed, but only a little.
When the bell rang, Mary admitted her lover, and Sharon
watched as they kissed passionately and Adam fondled her butt.
"Gee," Sharon said as they moved apart, "some women get all
the luck and all the kisses and everything."
"Would you like a kiss, Sharon?" he asked, going to her. He
took her in his arms and brought his mouth down warmly on hers.
As he had done with her mother, he put a hand on Sharon's firm
young behind and fondled it, adding to her excitement by getting
his tongue into her mouth.
When the kiss ended, Sharon felt a little weak-kneed, and her
eyes shone brightly with excitement. More than ever then, she
wanted Adam to pop her cherry, and she sensed that her dream was
going to come true despite what her mother said, or refused to
say.
While Mary poured drinks for herself and Adam, Sharon got
herself a Coke and took it to her room. She had intended to
study, but her sexual desire was so great it was out of the
question. She turned her radio on and tried to make the hunger go
away, without much success.
She would have been more excited had she known that Mary and
Adam were talking about her, and about how Adam was going to screw
her in just a little while.
"How exciting our lives have become, darling," Mary said as
they sipped their drinks and Adam fondled a firm thigh. "To think
that you're going to fuck my fourteen-year-old daughter, and
tomorrow I'm going to strip for your fourteen-year-old son, teach
him how to lap a woman's cunt and then give him his first piece of
tail."
"That we ever met, Mary, was sheer luck. Think of the odds
against it. Since then, though, we deserved an the joy we've
found, because we dared to help ourselves to it."
"And we're going to go on darling, aren't we, lover?" Mary
asked as his hand moved closer to the crotch of her panties and
she moved her thighs farther apart.
"You're so right, darling," he told her as his hand moved to
the warm nylon of her panties, where the garment snugged against a
cunt that was much warmer. "I have a hunch we'll do things so
wild that we can't even think of them just now. We'll invent
whole new sexual acts."
"Oh, darling, yes," Mary said with a warm sigh as he gently
stroked her crotch. "I'm so horny, lover. Do you think it's time
to take little Sharon off the hook?"
"Why not? I'll fuck her first, then it shouldn't be long
before I've got a hard-on again and I can give you a fuck. It'll
be a joy few men know to fuck a tender young virgin, then fuck her
mother. Want to call her now?"
"Yes, I'll ... Wait, I've got an idea. Let's strip!" Mary
said excitedly. "I want to see the look on her face when she
walks into the room and sees us both naked. She's really been
dying to see your big cock."
"She'll do more than just see it tonight, angel," Adam said
as they got to their feet and began undressing. Then Mary called
to her daughter who, sensing that it was the big call she had been
waiting for, turned her radio off and felt her heart pounding as
she walked to the living room.
With a loud gasp, she stopped in the doorway as she stared at
the two naked people who were smiling with excitement.
"My God, Mother! You said his cock was big and beautiful,
but it's so huge!" she said, her voice almost breaking as she
walked toward them.
"Take it in your hand and play with it, Sharon," Adam told
her. "Feel how velvety the head is and how hard the shaft gets
when I think of sticking it in your tiny little cunt to fuck you."
"Oh, yes! I want that," she told him as her hand closed
around his prick. "I really want you to fuck me. I don't care if
it hurts. Besides, Emily told me it doesn't hurt all that much,"
she added, then closed a hand gently around the cockhead and gave
it a loving squeeze.
"We won't even think about things like hurt, dear," her
mother told her. "Think of beautiful things while you strip naked
and show Adam what he's getting."
Sharon was eager to undress, to be naked like the other two,
but before starting, she just had to squat before the naked man.
Then she was fondling his big balls, delighting herself with the
thought that they were full of man cream. Semen seemed like such
a clinical term for the magic juice of a man's balls, she thought.
Straightening up, she began undressing as the adults looked
at her admiringly, both of them seething with arousal.
"What beautiful little tits you have, Sharon," Adam said.
"And they're not so little at that. In just a few years they're
going to be as big as your mother's big beauties."
Trembling with delight and excitement, Sharon pushed her
panties down. She liked the way Adam looked at what she was
showing him. She wished she had a big patch of cunt bush, like
her mother, but she sensed that Adam was more than delighted with
the peach fuzz she wore on her little cunt mound. Then her
panties fell and she stepped out of them, beautifully naked and
terribly eager to have her body fondled and kissed and fucked.
She wondered if he was going to suck her snatch before fucking
her. She hoped he would.
Adam looked lovingly at the trembling little girl as he held
his arms open in silent invitation and she moved eagerly into his
embrace. While he kissed her, his hands cupping the cheeks of her
pretty little ass, Sharon felt his big cock throbbing against her.
After the kiss, Adam turned her around to admire her lovely
ass. He fondled it some more, then drew a little gasp from her as
he picked her up as easily, as if she were a much younger child,
and carried her to Mary's bedroom, her mother following.
"How does my beautiful little daughter feel about being
carried to bed to be fucked by a great big man?" Mary asked.
"Oh, Mother, it's so exciting! I feel like I'm going to
faint."
"That's all right, darling. Adam's big prick will revive you
very quickly," Mary told her, and they all laughed.
In the bedroom, Adam stopped before a mirror so that they
could all admire the reflection of the naked girl being held in
his arms; then he deposited her gently on the bed and got onto it
beside her. Sharon asked her mother if she was going to stay.
Mary assured her she was, telling her she wouldn't miss it for the
world.
Unhurriedly, Adam began making love to the girl, and she
responded thrillingly as his hands and lips moved all over her
body while she squirmed and panted with lust. She loved the way
he sucked her tits with such a gentle yet ardent style, elongating
her little pink nipples and making them feel hard and very
sensitive.
When Adam told her to, Sharon stretched her jaws as she
worked at getting the head of his cock into an excitingly warm
mouth. Then she achieved her goal. While she sucked on his dick,
she tried to picture her mother sucking his big cock and drinking
his cream. She found the thought almost exciting as the act of
sucking his cock, and then he told her to take it out of her
mouth.
Adam noticed that Mary was fingering her twat as she watched
the action and decided he had to fix her up before fucking her
daughter. Sharon would be thrilled, he reasoned, to watch him
lapping her mother's cunt and she wouldn't feel neglected.
He told Mary to lie across the bed to have her cunt lapped,
and she did so eagerly. Adam explained to Sharon that her mother
needed help first. As he had guessed, the girl was more than
delighted at being a spectator. She stared in rapt fascination as
Adam went down on her mother and gave her what appeared to be a
lovely cunt-lapping, one which made her come strongly, then left
her panting with delight, her hunger satisfied for the time being.
"Oh, Adam, that was so exciting to watch!" Sharon told him
when he took her in his arms again.- "I sure would love to have
you suck my pussy like that before you fuck me."
"I'll give you all the cunt-lapping you can take, you
beautiful little woman," he assured her as he put a hand in her
crotch and stroked her virginal snatch.
He played with her tits and twat for a long time and then
whispered to her that he was ready to suck a beautiful little
cunt. She trembled as he lay on his back and waited for her to
mount his face, but before she did, Sharon paused to look at his
big cock as the hard rod jutted like the mast of a ship.
Hurriedly, she knelt astride his head and he put both hands
on her ass and held there as he looked up, his body trembling at
the sight of the little pink gash. Neither seemed to be in a
hurry to start, so she knelt as she was and enjoyed looking down
as the man's face, liking what she saw in his eyes and what she
felt in her crotch as he slowly fingered her little cunt with one
hand while the other fondled a cheek of her ass.
Adam played with her for a long time before both his hands
went to her hips and exerted a subtle downward pressure. It was
signal enough for Sharon and, with a warm sigh, she slowly lowered
her body until she felt her cunt touching his lips. He fastened
his mouth to her box with exciting greed, and then he was sucking,
his hands rubbing her hips, thighs and the cheeks of her pretty
little ass while her mother looked on, so wildly aroused that she
began fingering her twat once more, wondering how many comes she
was going to enjoy during the seduction of her daughter.
Until that moment, Sharon had believed that having her cunt
sucked by her mother or by Emily was the ultimate sexual joy, but
as she rode Adam's face and he sucked her churning twat while his
strong hands played with her, she found a greater thrill than she
had ever known. A part of that delight came in the thought that
she, a thirteen-year-old girl, could so wildly arouse the
handsome, mature man--her mother's lover.
While he caressed her ass with both hands, Adam worked his
tongue into her virginal slit and gave her another shot of ecstasy
as he lapped excitingly in a way which further stimulated her
pussy juices. He seemed to lap them up as fast as her cunt could
produce them.
Sharon saw a blurred image of her mother fingering her twat
as she stared intently, then she saw and heard her mother coming,
saw her big tits bouncing wildly as her body jerked strongly and
her smooth thighs rubbed hotly together.
And then as the tongue continued to lick inside her cunt,
Sharon realized that she was going to come. She had been so
intently watching her mother enjoying her orgasm that she had
missed the early warning signs and suddenly she was right on the
edge of explosion.
She cried out her message, her voice breaking, then the
strong hands tightened their grip on the cheeks of her ass. Her
head fell back, eyes closed, mouth slackly open. Then she was
wailing her quavering song of ecstasy, a little girl who was all
woman as she climaxed, her hot, wet little cunt rubbing over the
face of her man, her pretty little butt jerking in the strong but
gentle captivity of his big hands.
Unable to restrain herself, Mary hurried onto the bed.
Kneeling at Adam's head, she pulled Sharon into a warm embrace and
held her tightly, the young face between her boobs as the waves of
orgasm stopped crashing and Sharon sighed warmly as though
returning from a long and tiring journey.
Delighting in the naked embrace of her mother, Sharon forgot
about Adam and her crotch pressed down firmly on his face, but his
twitching cock made it very obvious that he didn't mind.
Adam made that even more obvious as his hands moved over her
silken smooth behind; then she felt a finger in her crack. It
teased her little asshole for a few seconds, then she felt it
pushing slowly into her bung and begin pumping in and out.
"Oh, Mother," she said excitedly, "he's finger-fucking my
asshole! It feels just like a cock in my butt."
While her mother held her and Adam went on fingering her
bung, Sharon wondered how it would feel to be kneeling while he
worked his long, strong prick up her ass. She'd heard that people
did that, had heard of a girl at school who liked fucking but
feared pregnancy, and so she allowed her boy friend to fuck her up
the ass instead of in her cunt. She promised herself that she
would offer her ass to Adam that way and sensed that he would
accept with pleasure. She thought it was called buggering, but
she liked the sound of ass-fucking better.
"I think you'd better let Adam get some air, dear," her
mother said as she released Sharon. The girl raised her crotch
from his face at once and looked down to see that his face was
shiny wet from the juice of her well-sucked little cunt. She saw,
too, that he was smiling and looked very happy, perhaps as happy
as she, Sharon thought.
Adam had her lie on the bed then. As he fondled her titties
and her warm little twat, she tried to tell him how thrilling the
cunt-lapping had been. Then Mary went to the dresser and took a
rubber from the drawer.
Sharon watched intently as her mother fitted the latex sheath
over Adam's big cock and rolled it down the shaft. It made his
prick look even bigger, she thought, bigger and mysterious-
looking, almost, but not quite frightening. The fact that he had
the rubber on was another reminder to the girl that she was just
minutes away from getting her first fuck, and she felt strong
tremors of passion racing through her body.
Recalling how he had taken his daughter's cherry, Adam
decided to play Sharon the same way as he slipped a finger into
her wet slit and began stroking. Sharon responded instantly, and
he observed her pretty ass rubbing on the bed. He knew he was
turning her on, making her more and more ready for her first fuck.
When he saw Mary reaching for her daughter's little titties,
he took his hand away and let her take over in that area while he
concentrated on the girl's cunt, thighs and tummy. The little
slit was tight around his finger as he diddled her, and Adam
thought of how tight her gash would be when it was strangling his
cock as he fucked her. What other man, he wondered, ever got to
fuck two eager young virgins within the space of a few days?
When Sharon began to pant more loudly as she writhed in
mounting passion, her mother caught Adam's eye and let him know
with a nod that she thought her daughter was hot to trot, that it
was time for him to bury his big boner in the tight warmth of her
juicy little pussy. When Adam stopped diddling her crack and left
his finger in her twat, she kept her body in motion so that she
was fucking his finger. That told him that the timing was indeed
right.
He smiled at the girl and saw her eyes shining as he moved so
that he was kneeling between her parted legs. She knew that her
first fuck was coming. There was one fleeting thought of pain in
Sharon's mind, then it went away as she looked at the big cock and
wanted to feel it inside her cunt, stretching her hole and turning
her from girl into woman.
And then Adam was looming above her. Sharon heard her mother
tell him that she would guide his cock to the target. His weight
resting on his hands, Adam lowered himself until his cock was in
the girl's little crotch, then Sharon heard her mother panting as
she reached to clutch the big prick. Sharon felt the latex rub
over an inner thigh, then it was being guided right to her little
gash, and she sighed loudly as she felt it on her sensitive cunt-
lips.
Adam felt the contact, too. He pushed slowly and heard the
girl cry out in ecstasy as she felt prick pushing between the lips
of her cunt, stretching her hole as the head slipped slowly
inside. Crouched close by, her mother stared in awe and
excitement as she saw how Adam's dick changed her daughter's slit
into a big circle. She watched, panting, as he fed cock into the
young virgin's little cunt.
Little-girl hands clutched at Adam's body as cries of joy
filled the room. Then the head of his cock found her barrier and
pushed gently. Her cherry felt thin, he thought, as though it
would break easily. Hoping that was the case, he smiled down at
the girl as strong hip muscles bunched; then he drove ahead with
his cock, and it barely hesitated at the barrier before it went
all the way into her hole and her virginity was a thing of the
past. To his delight, he saw that her cherry broke even more
easily than his daughter's had. She barely cried out at all as
her arms wrapped tightly around him and she moaned as he fed the
rest of his prick into the tightness of her little cunt.
Then he was fucking her with long, slow strokes while her
mother found and caressed his hairy balls and sent a finger into
her own cunt to diddle herself as she watched her delighted
daughter taking her first fuck, her little legs spread wide. Mary
heard the sound of sweaty bodies rubbing together, and she
trembled at the sight and wild sounds of the big man fucking the
excited little girl, her own beloved daughter.
Although he did his best to slow down, Adam knew he didn't
have a chance, given the stimulation of the tight cunt and the
caressing of his balls. When he felt his load building, he knew
it would be futile to fight it, so he pressed down on Sharon and
began riding hard and fast. Then he was jerking in her crotch and
his sperm was shooting strongly.
"Oh, Adam, you wonderful lover," Sharon told him a little
later when he got off her and sat beside her, smiling as he rubbed
her tummy, "that was so great. I wish I could grow another cherry
right now so you could fuck me again and take it from me."
Both adults hugged the girl warmly, and they shared the
golden glow which seemed to bathe the room and, perhaps, the whole
world, Sharon thought.
Chapter 13
And then Dean, Adam's fourteen-year-old son was the only
innocent remaining in the group. Mary and Adam agreed that it was
time to do something about it. The boy had been prepared for it
with a father-and-son conversation after school that day.
He talked to the boy vaguely about sex, wanting to leave the
more detailed aspects for Mary, who would find that an exciting
part of the seduction. Adam stressed the importance of secrecy
regarding everything the boy saw or did, in his home, pointed out
that other people didn't believe as they did, and that they could
cause serious trouble if they ever got even a hint of what was
going on.
"Are all of you doing ... sex things?" Dean asked nervously.
"Yes, Dean, all of us. And now we feel it's time to welcome
you into the group. You're going to do all the things a man does
with a woman. Do you like the idea?"
"Oh, yes. Who am I going to do it with first?"
"Mary. She's already your friend, and now she's going to be
your teacher. She's a very good teacher, the best possible, and
she's very eager to teach you as she taught Sharon and Emily.
Mind you, I did some teaching myself."
"What are we going to do?"
"I think it's best not to go into that right now, Dean. When
she comes to visit this evening, you'll go to the bedroom with her
and she'll take over from there. One thing I must warn you. No
matter how excited you get between now and then, don't jack
yourself off or you'll spoil the whole thing. Do you think you
can resist the urge?"
"Yes. I won't even play with myself."
"That's good thinking. It may be better to stay around me or
Emily. That should help keep temptation from getting too strong."
"Thanks, Dad. You're really something."
Adam gave his son another reminder of the need for absolute
secrecy; then they went to the kitchen to find Emily preparing the
evening meal. Adam helped her with the work while Dean looked on,
admiring his sister's thighs and wondering how soon he would be
allowed to run his hands over them and feel more. He had often
seen how her ass bulged her tight pants or bathing suit, and he
trembled as he thought of taking her panties down to see and feel
those plump buttcheeks.
Mary and Sharon arrived for dinner. At the sight of the
woman, Dean flushed hotly and felt perspiration trickling inside
his clothes. Mary smiled warmly at him and gave him a loving hug,
letting him feel her boobs. Then she sat and slowly crossed her
long legs, avowing him to see her big, smooth-looking thighs.
His father hadn't actually said that he was going to fuck
Mary, but Dean hoped with an his heart and mind that he was going
to. He had overheard older boys talking about fucking, and they
made it sound so exciting. As he kept stealing glances at Mary's
thighs, he tried to picture her naked, then found it more exciting
to imagine her taking her dress off and showing him how she looked
in her bra and panties.
When the meal was finished, the group went to the living
room, where the adults had a drink while they all chatted, sharing
the excitement which fairly crackled in the air since all knew
what was going to happen in a little while.
Although Dean didn't know it, they were deliberately stalling
the session until dark so that the others could go to the balcony
outside the master bedroom. From there, the L-shaped design of
the house permitted a view into Emily's bedroom. It was for that
reason that they had chosen Emily's room for the seduction of the
boy. Too, the back of the house was totally screened from view so
that they would have absolute privacy for all that was to happen
that evening.
Finishing her drink, Mary put her glass down, uncrossed her
legs and raised the hem of her dress. All eyes were on her as she
rubbed her inner thighs with the tips of her fingers, her hands
moving closer to her crotch as she licked her lips, eyes shining
with excitement.
"I'm feeling very horny," she announced. "I think I'm ready
to go to the bedroom with Dean for our ... uh ... little talk.
Are you ready, Dean?"
"Y-Yes," he stammered, his face hot.
Getting to her feet, Mary took him by the hand, and they
turned and walked from the room. As they left the room, the girls
giggled excitedly at the prospect of watching Mary seduce the boy;
they they hurried up the stairs with Adam.
When they reached the balcony, they saw that Mary and the boy
were standing beside the bed, kissing as they embraced. Mary
whispered something to the boy, and his hands moved down her back
and began rubbing her behind through her dress.
"I'll bet his little cock is hard right now," Emily
whispered, and she and Sharon giggled again until Adam told them
to be quiet, not wanting to upset his son during his thrilling
experience. As he did, he unfastened the waist of his daughter's
skirt, pushed it down, and she stepped out of it.
Sharon was wearing pants, and he opened them and pushed them
down to her knees; then he lowered her panties to bare her ass,
and went to his daughter to do the same. He didn't object when
his daughter opened his fly and took his stiff cock out.
In the bedroom, Mary and Dean enjoyed a few kisses. Then she
raised the hem of her dress and sat on the edge of the bed with
her knees apart. They watched the boy drop to his knees between
them.
The audience could see that he was saying something to Mary
as he fondled her thighs eagerly, the bare skin feeling smoother
and far more exciting than silk. While Dean went on feeling her
thighs and staring at them and at the bit of black nylon panties
he could see in her crotch, Mary opened the top of her dress, and
said something to the boy. Dean looked up to watch as she pulled
the dress down to her waist. He gave a little cry at the sight of
the bulging cups of her black bra and the white skin between. The
cleavage of her boobs was deep and thrilling, and the boy hungered
to see her tits bare, to rub them with both hands.
He got part of his wish when Mary invited him to feel her
jugs through her bra. He hurried his trembling hands there,
squeezing and rubbing as she sighed and looked beyond him, smiling
at the audience she knew was on the balcony as she delighted in
the feel of the hands on her bra.
Dean put a hand between the cups and felt the upper slope of
one tit, then did the same with the other. Mary smiled and told
him to get up on the bed; then she held him by the back of the
head and pressed his face to the cleavage of her boobs. He seemed
very content, and she held his face there for a while, feeling his
deep inhalations. At last she released him and told him to strip
naked.
The boy didn't hesitate as he got off the bed and began
undressing. He paused when only his briefs remained, and she saw
the form of his stiff prick making a bulge in the garment; then he
emitted a little gasp as he pushed the briefs down and his hard
little cock leaped to freedom.
"Come here, darling, and let me feel your nice hard dick,"
Mary told him, and he went to her and she closed a hand gently
around his tool. "My, it feels nice and strong, Dean. Have you
ever wondered what it would be like to stick it in a woman's cunt
and fuck her?"
"Y-Yes. Are you going to let me do that, Mary? I really
want to. I want to do everything there is."
"That depends on you, dear. If you do everything I want you
to, you'll see me bare naked and you'll feel me, too all over.
Then you'll lie down on top of me, stick your cock in my cunt and
give me a wonderful fuck."
He assured Mary he'd do anything she wanted and try to do it
well, explaining that this was his first lay and he really didn't
know much about sex. Mary told him she was sure he would be a
very good lover and that she would teach him everything; then Dean
was on the bed with her again. She reached behind her back to
unhook her bra, being careful not to hide the view from her
audience.
When she showed him her naked tits, Dean let a cry break from
his throat. The audience couldn't hear it, but they saw his mouth
open, and they could guess. Sharon held her breath as she watched
his trembling hands come up hesitantly. Then they were on Mary's
boobs and she seemed to be sighing as the boy fondled. Her lush
jugs were so big and beautiful that his hands looked too small to
cope, but Dean did his best, and her eyes told her she was
enjoying it.
She kept him playing with her tits for a long time, then told
him she wanted her boobs sucked.
Dean looked delighted, and then he was holding her left tit
in both hands and sucking. He began the task tentatively, but
excitement soon carried him away and he kept trying to get a whole
boob into his mouth. He tried so hard that his jaws ached, and a
couple of times Mary had to tell him to be more careful with his
teeth.
He sucked the beautiful boob until Mary took it from him and
they both examined it; then she had him lie on his back and, her
big ass arched toward the window, she lowered herself over him and
stuffed a tit into his wide-open mouth.
While he sucked voraciously, Mary put a hand in her hot
crotch and began fingering her cunt. It was the most exciting
thing she had ever done, and she felt tremors of passion sweeping
over her as she thought of all the exciting things that were still
to be done.
Mary had only intended giving her cunt a bit of a fingering,
but once she started, it felt so good that she kept diddling her
twat while Dean sucked her tit. Then she triggered a big come and
fell atop the boy, panting, her big ass jerking strongly until the
waves stopped crashing and she sighed warmly as she sat up beside
him.
"That was a lovely tit-sucking, darling," she said, her eyes
shining. "Would you like to see some more of me now?"
He told her he would, and she left him sitting on the bed as
she got up, turned her back to him and worked the dress down over
her hips. At the sight of her magnificently rounded ass, only
partially covered by the little black nylon panties, Dean let out
another dry-sounding cry which partially caught in his throat.
As Mary stepped out of the dress, Dean had to fight to focus
his eyes on her. She turned, her knockers swaying enticingly, and
showed him the frontal view, a sight as thrilling as the rear view
had been, the boy decided.
Standing with her hands on her hips, Mary told Dean to come
and kneel before her. She saw his hard prick twitching as he
hurried to her; then he was on his knees and his hands were on her
thighs.
Mary left him free to do what he wanted as she stood with her
thighs together to keep his hands out of her crotch. He made the
best of her generous gift, thrilling to the feel of the big,
silken asscheeks under his hands, exploring all of her from her
waist to her knees, his hands never staying in one place very
long.
Telling him to stop, she moved her feet wide apart and let
him look up into her crotch. When she gave him permission, he
raised one hand, palm up, then earned it to her crotch where he
felt the warmth of her cunt through the sheer nylon. Dean thought
his pounding heart was going to shatter as he rubbed her cunt
mound gently.
"Your hand feels so good in my crotch, darling," she told
him, "but I think your face would feel even better. Put your face
between my thighs and suck my panties. I'm going to train you to
suck cunt as excitingly as your father and sister do," she added
as she put a hand on the back of his head and guided his face into
her crotch. He began sucking at once and liked it so much that he
hoped she would let him keep on doing it for a long time.
The nylon of her panties was warm, so warm; then it became
wet as he sucked, producing exciting sounds, wondering what her
cunt looked like and how soon Mary would let him see it. It
surprised him that he found no taste in her crotch, none of the
unpleasant odor he heard older boys talking about. Her box just
smelled clean and beautiful and very exciting. While he sucked,
both his hands continued to play with her lovely big behind.
Outside, as he watched and fondled two bare asses, it was all
Adam could do to resist the urge to bend one of the girls over and
bury his cock in a tender cunt to blow his load. Still, if he
did, he reminded himself, it-would spoil the rest of the
performance for him, so he contented himself with fondling pretty
young asscheeks.
Dean had been sucking for a long time before Mary patted him
on the head and told him to stop; then she turned her back to him
again and once more smiled to the audience.
"All right, dear," she told Dean, "we're coming to the big
moment now. Feel my panties a little, then peel them down and
have a look at my bare ass. It's a really big one, but your
father thinks it's beautiful. I hope you will, too."
"Oh, yes, I know it is! It's the most beautiful thing I ever
saw," Dean told her, and then both hands were rubbing the seat of
the stretched panties. The hands rubbed for only a few seconds,
then Mary felt them moving up to the waistband of her panties, and
she took a deep breath.
She loved having someone take her panties down, but it had
never been as exciting as it was when his trembling fingers
managed to grip the nylon. Then he was slowly pulling her panties
down, baring plump, silken asscheeks.
He paused when the upper half of her ass was bared, blinking
in an effort to focus properly. Then he resumed unveiling her
butt and pulled her panties down until the garment slipped from
his fingers and fell down her legs. Resting a hand on his
shoulder, Mary stepped out of her panties and kicked them away.
She would have taken him back to bed then, but his arms
wrapped around her and she heard an impulsive cry. His face
pressed between the cheeks of her ass and she could feel his
labored breathing. His hands came around her, and she felt him
stroking her pussy bush while his young face pressed and pressed
more firmly, as though Dean was trying to get it entirely into her
smooth crack.
But it was her cunt that needed attention then, had to have
another come, so she took his hands off her belly and invited him
to get on the bed with her. While he staggered to his feet, Mary
told him how much she had enjoyed the feel of his face between her
asscheeks. He glowed as they went to the bed, and then she lay on
her back, raised and parted her knees and invited Dean to look at
her cunt.
He got down on his hands and knees and stared in her crotch.
Some boys had bald him he would shit his pants if he ever looked
at a real cunt, but Dean knew how wrong they had been as he stared
at the soft pink lips; then he watched as she parted her puffy
gash with the tips of long, well-manicured fingers and showed him
inside, telling him that was where his cock would be when they
fucked.
"First, though," she told him as her finger diddled, "my cunt
needs a nice sucking. Give me a good sucking and licking and make
me come. After that, we'll enjoy a beautiful fuck and you'll
shoot all your cream in my snatch."
Dean was eager to get started, but Mary made him wait while
she gave him a lecture on the art of cunt-lapping. In the course
of the lecture, she guided one of his fingers into her slit and
showed him where her passion bud was located. He assured her he
wouldn't forget.
Ready then, Mary sighed as he hurried his face to her crotch.
His mouth touched her snatch and then Dean was sucking again. It
was much more exciting with his mouth right on her hot, wet cunt,
Dean realized, and he sucked voraciously while his hands rubbed as
much skin as he could reach.
Mary's sighing and panting told him he was doing the job
well, and then his tongue licked into her gash and her sighs
became deeper, warmer as he probed her juicy puny and told himself
that he would be content to spend the rest of his life with his
face in her hot crotch, even if he never got to fuck her.
When she told him to, his tongue w«t searching for her clit.
There was a moment of panic for him when he failed to find it on
the first try; then he licked a little closer to the top of her
twat and heard her loud gasp when he licked slowly over her clit
as her ass squirmed on the sheet.
While Mary kept urging him on with hotly panted words, he
lapped her cunt beautifully. Then she warned him that she was
going to come. Not knowing what was expected of him, the boy just
went on licking her clit as he rubbed her smooth hips. Then her
body jerked, cries of ecstasy broke from her throat and she pushed
his face away from her crotch. Dean stared hotly as she panted
and jerked through what struck him as being a very long and strong
climax, acting as though she were suffering great pain.
But when the orgasm passed and she opened her shining eyes,
Dean knew that there had been no pain at all. Her eyes shone, her
whole face seemed to glow, and he sensed her great joy.
She confirmed that with words, telling him that his mouth and
tongue had done the job beautifully and that a boy who could lap
her cunt so nicely was going to get to do it often, if he wanted
to.
Eagerly, he told her he loved eating her cunt. She bathed him
in a warm smile as he offered to go down on her again. Turning
over to lie face down, Mary invited Dean to play with her ass some
more while she thought about it. His hands hurried to the big,
smooth cheeks and then he felt the firmness of her flesh as he
squeezed.
After playing for only a little while, he drew the firm
cheeks apart with both hands, then his face was pressed between
them again, and he was licking her crack and the exciting bung he
found there, making Mary purr with delight as she realized what
tremendous potential he had. Any boy who would so eagerly suck a
woman's cunt and get his tongue into the crack of her ass without
being told, she reasoned, could be trained into a perfect lover,
one who would do anything and everything to please a woman.
The licking of her crack and tonguing of her brownie, so
thrillingly performed, made Mary want to arch her ass sharply so
that he could get his tongue right inside her butthole to ream
her. She had heard of the act but had never experienced it. On
second thought, she decided to wait a while for that and to have
him eat her cunt again.
When she told him to sit up, he did so, licking his lips, his
eyes wide with delight. She told him how exciting it had been and
that another time he was going to be allowed to do even more.
Then she told him to lie on his back and eat her cunt another way.
Mary knelt astride his head. He looked up and let a low,
quavering moan break from him at the sight of pussy, tits and
lower slopes of beautiful asscheeks; then she told him she was
going to deliver her hot cunt to him to be sucked and lapped.
She let her body come down slowly, and Dean held his breath
as her open pink gash approached slowly, so slowly that it was
maddeningly exciting as he waited for the feel of her cunt on his
mouth, the confinement of his face in the thrilling warmth of her
wet crotch. Soft, warm cunt brushed lightly over his nose and he
groaned in her muff. Then she delivered her cunt to his mouth.
His next groan was muffled in her cunt; then he was sucking, his
hands fondling her smooth, naked asscheeks.
As he sucked and licked cunt, Dean wanted to tell her that it
was his favorite position, and he would want to eat her that way
every time, but talking was out of the question at that time, so
he concentrated on sucking and licking her juicy, delicious cunt
until she climaxed again. When she did, it was a thing of wild
excitement as her wet crotch rubbed all over his face, smearing it
with tasty Juice.
"Oh, you darling boy," Mary said, sighing as she got off his
face and rubbed a hand in her wet twat, "what a delightful cunt-
lapping that was. If any boy ever deserved a good fuck, it's
you," she told him; then she was lying on her back with her knees
raised high and wide apart as she invited him to get aboard her
naked body and get his dick into her slit for his very first fuck.
Trembling, he did so, lying on her smooth warm body, his face
between her tits as he purred with delight. She told him to get
his cock into her slit. He raised up a little, reached between
them and found his stiff prick, then he was probing her box with
it, probing until he felt his rod slip between the lips of her
cunt. He pushed his dick slowly, going out of his mind with
excitement as he felt the ecstatic joy of pushing his cock into a
woman's cunt, getting it right inside her hole where it was warm,
soft and thrillingly wet.
As he began fucking slowly, Mary pressed her big tits
together, confining a warm, sweating face between them, adding to
Dean's delight and nuking the fuck such a thrilling thing that he
felt sure no other boy or man had ever enjoyed so thrilling a
screw.
He panted, and she felt him drooling between her big tits as
he humped his hard little cock in and out of her already juicy
cunt; then she released her boobs as her hands rubbed down his
back to cup his jerking butt.
Dean was just wondering how long he would last when he felt
the churning in his balls and knew he was almost at the breaking
point, that his fuck was almost finished. He tried to hold his
load back, but it was hopeless.
Grunting and groaning, his body jerking in her warm crotch,
he pumped his fuck juice into the depths of her pussy, and she
held his shuddering body until it was all over.
"How did you like your first fuck, darling?" Mary asked when
he opened his eyes and sighed as he savored the feel of his spent
cock soaking in her hot, juicy cunt.
"I can't tell you, Mary," he replied in a weak voice. "I
don't know enough words. Please say you'll let me get on you and
do it again soon."
"Yes, darling," she assured him warmly, "you're going to fuck
me often from now on. I love the way you suck and fuck, and
tongue my asshole. You're going to be a very busy boy from now
on."
Chapter 14
Having discovered the joy of fucking Mary, Dean was eager to
get into Sharon's twat. He was even more eager to strip his
beautiful older sister naked, fondle her firm young body and stick
his tool into her pussy.
All this came out in the course of a family conference later
that evening, when all of them were fully clothed again.
Adam and the girls told how excited they had been while
watching the exciting performance; then it was Mary's turn to tell
of how thrilling the seduction of the boy had been, how she
especially enjoyed the way he had tongued her crack and her bung,
promising him she would teach him exciting variations of that
game.
The girls had been excited by that act, too, and had agreed
that it would be exciting to take Dean to a room and have him lick
both their asses.
"There's something we have to make clear right from the
start," Adam told the group. "Dean, you can count on getting all
the fucking you want from now on, but Mary's cunt is the only one
you're allowed to get into."
"Why, Dad?" the boy asked, obviously disappointed.
"Because Mary is fixed up so that she can't become pregnant.
The same doesn't apply to Sharon and Emily."
"But you fuck them, don't you?" Dean asked.
"Yes, I do, but I wear a rubber when I do. You see, your
cock isn't big enough yet to wear a rubber safely. What you must
remember is that just one drop of your sperm getting into a pussy
could knock a girl up. I want the three of you to keep that in
mind each time you play and get horny."
"Then I can play with the girls and see them bare naked and
feel them up and all that?" Dean asked.
"Yes, of course. In fact, there's also a way you can fuck
them."
"You mean up the ass, Daddy?" Emily asked, and she wondered
how it would feel to take a hard prick up her shitter.
"That's right. Lots of women like being ass-fucked. I think it'll
be especially good with Dean, because his cock is nice and slim. We
could have a little demonstration of ass-fucking later. Are all of you
interested?"
The girls and Dean assured him they were, and they agreed
that they would give it a try later, after Dean had recovered his
vitality.
Leaving the others to chat, Adam went to the well-stocked bar
and poured a couple of drinks. He returned with them and guessed
that things would soon warm up as he noticed that the three
females had raised the hems of their dresses, and that Dean was
trying to look at all six thighs at the same time.
The evening wore on pleasantly, and Adam saw that the others
were eager to move beyond the stage of conversation and get into
action. More than anyone, Sharon and Emily made that clear as
they sat together on a couch, Sharon with a hand between Emily's
thighs, Emily with a probing hand inside the younger girl's
blouse, fondling her firm young tits.
"Since you two seem so interested in playing," Adam told the
girls, "perhaps you should put on a little show for us. Who
knows, it might help Dean get a hard-on and then we could have a
real orgy."
"How about your cock, Daddy?" Emily asked. "Is it hard?"
"It's very hard," he assured her as he watched her playing in
Sharon's crotch while she showed him how her pale-blue nylon
panties snugged against her warm pussy.
With help from Mary, Adam quickly rearranged the furniture,
so the second couch was facing the one on which the two girls sat.
Before sitting, Mary drew the hem of her dress above her hips;
then Adam was seated to her right and Dean to her left as they
watched the two girls petting on their couch, sharing hot kisses,
each fondling the body and thighs of the other. While they
watched, Adam and his son fondled Mary's thighs and the crotch of
her panties; then she gave the boy permission to unbutton the top
of her dress, and there was even more for them to play with.
On the couch, the girls removed each other's clothes
gradually, unhurriedly, until Sharon took Emily's panties off.
Then they were both naked.
While their audience watched intently, they went wild with
passion, sucking and fondling tits, stroking warm little pussies
until they agreed that it we time to produce some comes. Seconds
later, they moved into an end-to-end embrace. For the first time
in his life, Dean saw two females lapping cunt in the sixty-nine
pose.
It was so thrilling to the boy that he couldn't just watch.
He left the couch and went to play with the two writhing, naked
bodies, stealing all the feels he wanted, his cock so hard that he
couldn't believe it possible.
Mary didn't mind when Dean left her, especially when Adam put
an arm around her and fondled one boob with a gentle hand while
his other hand rubbed so excitingly in her crotch that her panties
became nicely moist there.
There was a wild flurry on the couch as the two girls
climaxed at the same time. In his arousal, Dean clutched at both
cheeks of Emily's ass. His fingers dug into the firm flesh hard
enough to make marks on her sensitive skin, but she didn't seem to
mind as the girls untangled and she got up smiling, looking very
pleased with herself and her partner.
When Adam began undressing, Mary and Dean followed his
example. As Mary began to push her panties down, Dean begged to
be allowed to do that for her, and she smiled as she tugged them
back up and waited for him.
"Your daddy made the crotch of my panties wet with pussy
juice, Dean," she told the naked boy as he crouched before her.
"Why don't you make my panties a little wetter with your mouth,
darling? I love having the crotch of my panties sucked."
It was all the invitation the boy needed as he dropped to his
knees, and ran his hands up her thighs. Then his upturned face
went to her crotch. While the others watched intently, Dean
sucked greedily.
He mouthed and sucked and licked so excitingly that Mary
realized that she was on the verge of coming. As the first shock
wave struck, she clutched at his head and pulled it tightly
against her, her hot crotch jerking against his face until the
waves had all pawed.
The girls were impressed, and then they watched as Dean
slowly pulled Mary's wet panties down, taking his time about it.
When her panties had been pulled to just below her ass, Dean began
kissing the plump, smooth cheeks, but she told him to hurry and
strip her because she had a surprise for him, one that he would
like very much.
Seconds later, Mary stepped out of her panties and knelt on
the couch with her head down and her big butt arched high, her
asshole and cunt clearly displayed for all to see.
"Adam darling," she said with a sigh, "since Dean likes asses
so much, I have a feeling he'd enjoy doing a nice ream job on me.
What do you think?"
"I think the two of you are even wilder than me," he told
her, "but I think you're right about a nice reaming."
Adam and his son went to the couch to admire and play with
her ass while the girls watched, not knowing what the proposed
reaming was all about. They watched as Adam showed his boy how a
tongue should be curled into a roll so that it could be worked up
an asshole just like a cock. Dean had so enjoyed kissing and
licking her crack that he knew it would be sheer delight to get
his tongue right up Mary's bung and use it as a prick to ass-fuck
her. There was no trace of apprehension, no thought of taste he
could encounter there. Her bung was a beautiful little ring in
the valley of her ass and he wanted to ream her.
Crouching behind her, he rubbed his hands over both smooth
cheeks, and probed her crack with a gentle finger as she trembled
and sighed. Then he was holding her well-fleshed hips as he
licked up and down her crack.
When he decided that her ass crack should be wetter, like her
cunt, he poured saliva into the top of it and watched it trickle
all the way down through her crack into her crotch, to make her
cunt even wetter. With a gentle hand, he smeared the juice over
her pussy. His face returned to her beautifully arched, white ass
and went between the cheeks to plant a loving kiss on her
butthole, a kiss which made her tremble with lust.
Mary groaned that she wanted to see the boy as he worked on
her ass, and Adam hurried away, returning with a mirror which he
positioned against the other couch so that she could watch. When
the mirror was in place, Mary groaned at the sight of the boy with
his face pressed between the big cheeks of her butt, looking a;
though he was trying to get his whole face up her asshole.
And then she felt his tongue probing, trying to curl into the
tight bung. Trying to help him, Mary used her ass muscles as
though she were shitting. He felt her brownie pushing out to meet
his tongue, and as it opened, his tongue pushed inside.
Wrapping his arm tightly around her big thighs, Dean kept his
face pressed against her ass. Then his tongue was working in and
out of her bung as she panted with lust and tried to describe the
thrill of the reaming to the others, who stared in disbelief as
Dean went on tongue-fucking her up the ass. Finally it became too
much for Mary, and she had to tell him she couldn't take any more.
Dean wore an expression of regret as he let his tongue come
out of her shitter and pulled his face away. Before he let her
go, he planted one loving, moist kiss on each cheek of her ass,
then got to his feet, looking very pleased with himself.
"Finish up the job with your big cock, lover," Mary panted as
her naked butt swayed. "Stick that big prick up my asshole and
fuck me blue."
Delighted, Adam told her he'd get the Vaseline, but she told
him to forget it and slip it to her dry, adding that the boy's
mouth had prepared her asshole enough for his big cock.
In no mood to argue, Adam knelt behind her, his pecker
throbbing with desire, and steered his cock between her asscheeks.
The children moved in close, watching the prickhead as he
guided it to the bung which looked much too small to admit his
dong. Then with a groan, Mary felt the cockhead push into her
asshole, stretching it as it had never been stretched before.
Dean watched the head of his father's prick vanish up Mary's
butt; then he wanted to see something else so he lay face up on
the bed, working his way until he was lying with his face under
her wide-open crotch. He reached up, rubbed her wet, warm pussy,
then slipped a finger into her slit and began fucking her with it.
Mary let him know what a brilliant idea that had been as he went
on fingering her twat while his father fucked her up the ass,
delighting her and the girls, who stared in mounting arousal, each
of them thinking that Dean would soon be diddling them that way,
wondering how it would feel.
Adam went on buggering her big ass, his belly making exciting
sounds as he allowed it to spank the big cheeks; then the
tightness of her asshole provided more friction than he could
stand, and he couldn't hold back his load.
Panting the message to her, he gave her bung a few more
strokes of cock, then pressed tightly against her warm, white ass.
His load exploded strongly, shooting up into her butt in shot
after shot as she purred.
But Mary's purring changed to other sounds as the boy's
stroking finger triggered a climax which she enjoyed with Adam's
cock still up her asshole. It was a wonderful orgasm and seemed
to go on forever.
Faced with the available asses of the two girls, and having
only one cock to serve them, Dean didn't want to risk offending
one girl by choosing the other, so he tossed a coin, hoping it
would win him a ride on Emily's bigger ass. When it fell tails,
appropriately, he smiled and led Emily to the couch. As he did,
Adam went to get a jar of lubricant; then he went to the couch,
and he was gentle as he greased his daughter's bung to provide an
easy film on which his son's cock could ride. Because of the
smallness of Dean's cock, Adam wasn't sure that her brownie needed
lubricating, but he decided to take no chances.
As Adam pulled his finger out of the greased butthole, Dean
hurriedly knelt behind his sister and used both hands to fondle
her pretty ass. He wanted to play awhile with the silken cheeks,
but acting like a bossy big sister, Emily told him to hurry and
get his cock up her ass.
Her attitude annoyed him, and he told himself he was going to
have a talk with his father about that; he rubbed the head of his
dick on her bung for a few seconds, then gave a slow push and his
prick slipped into the greased brownie with ease. He took his
time and slowly fed the rest of his cock up her shitter. When it
was all the way in, he pressed against warm, smooth asscheeks and
felt his prick throbbing in her tight butt.
He held her by the hips then, as his father had held Mary,
and then he was buggering the girl, doing it slowly, loving the
feel of his cock pumping in and out of the very tight hole. He
saw Mary kneeling close to Emily and reaching under her to play
with her tits, making it more exciting for Dean as he went on
riding his sister's ass.
Because he had already shot a load, Dean was able to keep the
ride going for a long time. But then he reached the stage where
it could be extended no longer, so he began riding her ass with
fast strokes, making her grunt and groan, and then his sperm
pumped up his sister's ass with very strong force.
When it was all over and Dean had taken his spent cock out of
her bung, Emily decided that fucking up the ass couldn't begin to
compare with taking it in the cunt, yet she thought it was an
interesting game and that from time to time it would serve as a
nice change of pace.
Deciding that her daughter looked neglected, Mary went to the
couch with her and soon had her writhing in lust as she sucked her
little titties and played with her hot little cunt until the girl
was crying for a come.
Raising and parting Sharon's pretty legs, Mary pressed her
face into the warmth of the sweet young crotch and began sucking
her cunt. She sucked well, and it wasn't long before Sharon's
legs scissored a message of ecstasy as a strong orgasm enveloped
her and took her for a beautiful rocket ride. The ride proved to
be a long one, such a long one that along the way she passed
through heaven and kept on going.
Chapter 15
"Darling," Mary said as she and Adam spent a quiet evening at
her house while Sharon was at Adam's, romping with Emily and Dean,
"there's something I have to tell you. It's been bothering me,
and I have to get it off my chest."
"Anything that comes off that beautiful chest will have to be
beautiful," he told her and cupped a tit through her dress,
fondling it lovingly. "Tell me and then you'll feel better."
"Well, it's about King," she began nervously.
"Don't be afraid, darling. I love you, remember?"
"All right, dear, but it's so difficult. You see, until you
came into my life, King was all I had for sex. He served me well.
Since you, I don't need him anymore--I mean for sex."
"I'm with you so far, dear. Keep going."
"Well, you see he got hooked on lapping and fucking a woman,
and it hurt him when I cut him off."
"Poor King, it would hurt me if you were to cut me off. I
can understand how he felt."
"You see, dear, after I cut him off, I felt sort of disloyal.
He'd looked after me, but I refused to look after his needs then."
"Mary, you're a very loyal person, and I can well understand
your feelings."
"All right, here's the rest of it. One night, he came to me,
put his snout in my crotch and cried. I couldn't stand it, so I
stripped and let him lap my cunt a little. Then I went down on
all fours and let him fuck me."
"I think that was the only decent thing for you to do, Mary.
You're not a selfish person."
"Then you're not angry?"
"Angry? Why in hell should I be angry? He was your lover
until I came along and interfered. As I see it, the poor animal
is hooked on you and it would be an act of cruelty not to give him
a piece of tail from time to time.
"Oh, darling!" she said and turned to throw her arms around
him. "No wonder I love you. You're such a man, such a wonderful
man."
"I'm only what you make me, dearest. Now let me tell you
something. I assumed you were still letting King fuck you, and
I've been dying to watch. I didn't ask because I was afraid I'd
embarrass you, but I've been waiting for you to invite me."
"Oh, Adam, I've been such a dummy about this whole thing.
I'd love to have you with me when he fucks me. We can do it
tonight, if you want. He hasn't had a screw for almost a week."
"Mmmm, it sounds too good to be true, my angel. Let me get
you nice and horny, then bring him in and I'll get to watch him
ball you. Oh, Christ! This is really going to be a treat!"
"Darling, would you like to fuck me before he shoots his
juice up my cunt?"
"No thanks. I want to have a hard-on during the performance.
I'll be hot to fuck you later. I don't mind riding a wet deck."
"Riding a wet deck?" she asked, puzzled.
"It's an old navy term. It means getting into a cunt after
it's already been fucked."
"You can ride my deck anytime, lover-wet or dry."
They got up and began undressing. While Adam stripped naked,
he had Mary leave her bra and panties on, and she liked that,
liked it because it meant he wanted to take them off for her, and
Mary always enjoyed the way he did that.
"Oh, lover," she sighed as he pushed his briefs down and his
stiff tool leaped out, "one look at that delicious cock and I
could forget all about King."
"Thanks, darling, but why settle for one cock when you can
have two? Besides, I've been waiting a long time to see that big
dog humping your sweet ass," he told her, kicking his briefs away
as she hurried into his arms.
While they kissed, he fondled lovely asscheeks through her
panties and around them. During their second passionate kiss,
Adam pushed a hand inside her panties and played with silken
cheeks of which he knew he would never tire, just as Mary knew she
would never tire of the big cock which throbbed as it pressed
against her belly.
Before taking her onto the couch, Adam unhooked her bra and
took it off; then he was handling her big tits, driving Mary wild
with passion. She was sighing hotly as Adam took her panties
down.
"Are you sure you want me to let King fuck my cunt?" Mary
asked as he inserted a finger in her pussy and gave her a slow
diddling which kept her ass squirming.
"I'm positive," Adam assured her. "I can still see it in my
mind, that time I watched through the window when he lapped your
beautiful cunt and balled you. This time I won't jerk off,
though. I'll get you in the same position and then I'll be your
big dog."
"Oh, yes, Adam! I want you to watch King fucking me. I'd
like to let the kids watch, too, but I'm afraid I'd shock them too
much."
"I'm not so sure about that, darling. I think it would be
wild. Now that you mention it, I'd love to see the big brute
fucking Emily and Sharon. He'd look so big mounted on Sharon's
little body with his big cock rammed up her little slit."
"If you think so, Adam. Anything you want. I guess the
girls would love being fucked by a dog at that. Yes, we'll do it,
Adam. I'd give anything to watch King screw Sharon. We'll do it
and we'll all watch. Maybe I'll let them watch me getting dog-
fucked first, just to show them how thrilling it is. Do you want
me to get him now, dear?"
"No, darling, your tender little cunt isn't ready."
"Isn't it, Adam? What does it need to be ready?"
"It needs a nice sucking to make it juicy and very slippery.
It needs more than just a sucking. I'll get my tongue up your
slit and give you a lapping that'll make you come."
"Oh, lover, that's such a terrible thing to do! It will make
me suffer so."
"Yes, you poor little angel, you're going to suffer so badly.
You didn't know how cruel I could be, did you?"
"No, but I'm so small and weak and you're so big and strong.
I'm helpless, Adam, I can't stop you from eating my cunt and
making me cry. I'm going to try, though. I'm not going to let
you open my legs."
Adam took the finger out of my cunt and Mary closed her
crotch, pressing her thighs tightly together. When he reached to
part them, she kept them closed and sounded like a terrified
little girl as she begged him not to eat her twat.
The exciting game drove Adam wild as he forced his hands
between her thighs and she went on begging as he parted her legs
wide and stared into her crotch as she went on playing the game.
Even then, she thought they would play the game again soon. In
her mind, she saw him dragging her to a bed, tearing her clothes
off and raping her while she pleaded and begged for mercy she
wouldn't want or get.
Mary was still begging and pleading when his face went down
into her crotch and he began sucking her hot, juicy cunt, his
hands caressing her ass lovingly. She stopped playing the game
then, and her hands went to his head, mussing his hair as she
moaned with passion, rubbing his head as she urged him on and he
sucked and lapped her snatch eagerly.
When his tongue curled around her hard passion bud, Mary felt
orgasm approaching and knew it was going to be a beauty, one of
those sensational and shattering ones that would leave her limp
and drained.
When climax struck, it was like lightning that hit first in
her crotch, then fanned out through her whole being. As it surged
more and more strongly, Adam held her tightly, his arms around her
jerking ass, his face pressed into her pussy bush.
"Oh, my darling," she panted a little later, "that was a new,
all-time record. You've never sucked my cunt so beautifully, and
I've never had such a come in my life."
"I'm glad to hear it, angel. Did it make you ready for a
good fucking by a big, horny dog?"
"Oh yes, lover! But I'll have to rest for a minute. Right
now, my cunt couldn't take it. I think it'd kill me."
They rested for a few minutes, Adam lying with his cheek on
the muff of hair which crowned her well-lapped cunt. Then she
told him she was ready. He got up and watched the exciting
motions of her bare ass as she went to get her dog.
When Mary returned to the room with the animal, he looked
more than happy, his long tail wagging and his tongue hanging out.
It was obvious King knew that he was going to fuck his woman
again. Adam felt his cock throbbing strongly and wondered if he
would shoot off in the air while watching the exciting
performance, one the like of which few men had ever seen, he
guessed.
Mary sat on the edge of the couch, her crotch wide open. She
jerked a little at the touch of the cold snout on her inner thigh;
then the dog was licking while Mary rubbed his head and talked to
him in the loving tone she always used when he was licking her
snatch.
"That's my good dog, King. You really know how to lap a
cunt. Yes, baby, it's nice and juicy, isn't it?"
As she talked to the licking animal, Mary parted the lips of
her cunt and held them open so that King's rough tongue could
reach the sensitive interior of her horny snatch.
Looking at Adam, she saw him standing, holding his hard cock
in his right hand, a lustful expression on his face. She wondered
if he were thinking of that time when he had seen King lapping and
fucking her.
"Oh, Jesus! He's going to make me come!" Mary panted and
took one hand out of her crotch to rub the animal's head and urge
him on.
The big tongue kept licking over her clit. Mary let out a
wail which rose in pitch and broke as she fell back on the couch.
Her lush, white ass jerked strongly as she rubbed her body hotly
on the rough fabric in her second magnificent come of the day.
Again Mary had to pause to rest. At last she sat up,
sighing, and told King what a good dog he was and how beautifully
he had lapped her cunt. Standing, she turned her back to him and
bent to sway her beautiful ass, telling him he was about to mount
her and collect his reward for the lovely cunt-lapping he had
given her.
Hurrying to her, King put his snout under her ass and
sniffed, liking the aroma of woman cunt he found there, his cock
beginning to harden and stick out of the furry sheath. But the
dog, Adam thought, couldn't possibly be more excited than he was
at the prospect of watching his woman being mounted and fucked by
a big dog.
Telling the animal to sit, Mary went to Adam and gave him a
passionate kiss. Then he released her and she knelt on all fours,
her lovely tits dangling pendalumously, her silken ass beautifully
arched, her knees apart.
Adam wanted to drop to his knees beside her so he could play
with her body and kiss and tongue the crack of her ass but he
didn't dare. Despite the fact that the big beast was well-
trained, Adam didn't want to run that kind of risk. He had only
one cock, and he didn't care to have it used for dog food.
Knowing how she was exciting Adam, Mary went on with the
teasing game, making them both wait. Looking at the animal again,
Adam saw that more of his cock had pushed out of the sheath. As
the animal stared at Mary's cunt, the sheath peeled back, all the
way back over his balls and Adam gasped as he saw the length of
the beast's big prick.
Mary saw it, too, and knew how ready the dog was. She
decided it was time to stop teasing and take a good fucking.
"All right, King," she said warmly, "come now and mount my
ass. Mount me and get your big cock up my hot cunt. Fuck me!"
she panted.
Staring intently, Adam was surprised that the beast didn't
leap for Mary. When she called him, King got to his feet, looked
under to see that his cock looked as ready as it felt, then went
to her unhurriedly and sniffed at her cunt.
King mounted her naked body with easy grace. As he did, Adam
was again startled by the size of the dog's stiff cock, almost as
big as his own, and streaked with blue veins which gave it an
unnatural appearance. But there was nothing unnatural about the
way the big cock jabbed in the air as he adjusted the position of
his hind feet, the prick jabbing closer and closer to Mary's cunt
as Adam hunched beside them for a closer view of the fucking, the
mating of animal and beautiful, naked woman.
The dog stopped his futile jabbing, repositioned his hind
feet and, seeming to sense that he had the slit lined up, jabbed
strongly. Mary groaned as he rammed half the length of his cock
into her hole, paused, then fed her the rest of it.
His forelegs wrapped around his woman, King began fucking
her. He humped like a pro, keeping Mary panting and sighing as
the long cock pistoned in her twat, moving so fast that it was
almost a blur. Watching intently, Adam was able to see the
beast's cock on each back stroke, wet with Mary's hot cunt juice.
Instinctively, Adam had his cock in his hand as the show went
on, and he was jacking himself without being aware that he was
doing it. When he realized he was very close to shooting his
load, he released his dick at once, thankful he had stopped in
time, so that when King was finished, it would be his turn to play
dog with his beautiful woman bitch.
But King showed no sign of being finished as he kept panting
while his magnificent prick pistoned in Mary's twat. Adam
wondered whether she was going to have a come while the beast was
still humping her and giving her cunt a first-class screwing.
The answer to his unasked question came within seconds as he
saw the dog give a few faster strokes, then press against the
warmth of Mary's silken ass. His body jerked strongly and Adam
knew that the dog was shooting his juice up her twat and, knowing
how Mary fucked, he guessed that her cunt was sucking cock,
draining the animal's balls.
When King was finished shooting his load up her sucking cunt and
his knot subsided, he dismounted. Remaining kneeling, Mary told him to
go out of the room, and he did. Adam followed him to the door and
closed it. Seeing that Mary was still kneeling and panting, he guessed
the beast had brought her close to orgasm but hadn't finished the job.
"Hurry, Adam!" she panted in confirmation. "He brought me so
close. Get your cock into me quick. I want to feel you on my
bare ass, lover. Get that sweet cock up my cunt and fuck the hell
out of me."
Adam was panting with eagerness as he dropped to his knees
behind her and pulled her silken cheeks back against his belly,
marveling at the lovely feel of them. Then he released her, took
his stiff cock in hand and went looking for her cunt. He found it
very quickly, and it felt hot and soft and excitingly wet. He
heard her moan as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her
slit a few times; then he very slowly pushed his swollen prickhead
between the lips and Mary groaned as she felt it stretching her
twat.
"Oh, yes, darling!" she panted. "This is it! This is real
fucking. That was only a novelty. Give it all to me, lover!
Make me feel that beautiful big prick up between my tits."
Adam doubted he could get that far into her, but he tried his
best. Even after his cock was in her hole to the balls, he pulled
her behind tightly back against him and pressed hard, feeling his
cock throbbing in her hot snatch as he held her well-fleshed hips
lovingly, the way she liked to be held when he fucked her that
way.
Wanting to make sure she would come, he fucked her slowly,
his belly making an exciting spanking sound each time it slapped
against her asscheeks. It was a sound she never tired of hearing,
a feel she loved so much she promised herself that one day she
would ask him to smack her naked buttcheeks with his hand, perhaps
to give her a real spanking that would leave her behind hot and
red and tingly.
But for the time being, his cock was giving her everything
she could want, and she loved it as the big rod filled and
stretched her gushing cunt.
And then it became better as she felt the first warning flash
which told her an orgasm was on the way. Mary told him she was
getting very close. To his surprise, Adam wasn't, so he indulged
in the luxury of some fast stroking. His hands gripping her
tightly, he panted as he pistoned his cock in her cunt furiously.
Then he felt his balls tingling, and hoped he would time it right
so that he would pump his sperm up her cunt just as she was
enjoying her come.
The low, quavering cry began, her body jerked and then she
was coming. Adam pulled her beautiful behind tightly against him
as he rammed his cock up her pussy and held her against him as his
balls sent spurt after strong spurt shooting up into her sucking,
convulsing cunt.
Adam chose to remain mounted on her ass for a
long time after the fuck was over. When he did dismount, his well-
used cock soft and shrunken, Mary tiredly lowered herself onto the
thick carpet. Adam's arms went around her, crushing her luscious
boobs against his chest as they kissed lovingly. The torrent of
passion had subsided for both, but the glow of their love went on.
Later, they talked of how they were going to enjoy it when
King mounted Emily and Sharon to show them what it was like to be
fucked by a big dog.
Chapter 16
Adam and Mary were married in a private ceremony, but they
didn't go away on a honeymoon. It was during school vacation, and
they decided they would spend their honeymoon at home with their
family, much to the delight of the children.
Wanting some special events as honeymoon spectaculars, they
had postponed having the dog fuck the two girls, and it was to be
a highlight of the week's celebrations they had planned.
On the night of the wedding, the family stripped naked soon
after dinner and romped through an orgy of oral sex. Adam and his
son kept their cocks hard for the females until all had been cunt-
lapped enough. Then, after Dean spent a long time kissing and
licking the bride's butt and reaming her asshole with his talented
tongue, the others cheered while he lay atop her lovely, naked
body and fucked her.
"Ooh!" he panted as he pushed his stiff little dick up her
well-lubricated cunt. "You're my Mom now, and I'm fucking you in
your warm cunt. I'm fucking my mom."
The others laughed, but that didn't diminish their wild
arousal as they watched the little boy lying between Mary's
thighs, his little ass bobbing as he fucked, finding it as
exciting as the first time he had screwed her, that magic day that
seemed so long in the past.
After the ceremonial fuck was finished, Adam tossed a coin
and Sharon won the right to soften his big cock in her hot little
cunt. While Adam sat on an armless chair and had Sharon sit
facing him to take her fuck, Dean told Emily he would do nice
things to her since she had 108t the toss.
Dean and Emily and Mary watched as Sharon raised her body,
and Mary guided her husband's stiff prick to her daughter's little
cunt. Then the girl slowly lowered herself, impaling her twat on
the big cock which kept throbbing as it worked into her tight,
juicy slit. Adam held her little ass cheeks as she rode up and
down, fucking him to the delight of both.
Keeping his word, Dean had Emily kneel with her head down and
her beautiful ass arched high. For a little while, he fondled and
kissed the silken mounds of her we, then he- pressed his face
between them, licked her crack wetly until she felt juice
trickling into her cunt, and then he curled his tongue and worked
it up her tight pink bung and began reaming her.
When the others thought the party was over for the evening,
Mary surprised them by bringing the dog into the room and, lying
across the bed with her w right on the edge, she called the beast
to her and he lapped her cunt until she came with fierce strength.
The children were more than impressed, and the two girls were
dying to have King lap their cunts, but the main event was still
to come, Mary informed them as she knelt on all fours and invited
King to mount her and fuck her.
While the children gasped in disbelief, the trusty animal
mounted her nicely presented behind and they stared at the sudden
growth of his cock as the sheath peeled all the way back. He
jabbed his tool up her hot cunt with one shot and went on to give
her a lovely fucking.
The following evening, there was another coin toss and this
time Emily was the winner. She trembled with wild arousal as the
dog lapped her tender young pussy, licking until she had her come.
She trembled even more as she knelt on all fours and the big beast
mounted her while the others stared. He missed her little slit a
couple of times, the head of his cock jabbing in her crotch, then
he scored a direct hit and gave her about four inches of prick in
the first jab. He hurriedly worked the rest of his boner into her
hole and went on to give her a terrific fucking.
The following evening, it was time for King to fuck little
Sharon. There had been an extended round of cunt-lapping to set
the stage for the performance, and her cunt was juicy when she
gave it to the animal to lap. He did his job well and she had her
third come of the evening before she knelt on all fours on the
carpet and the dog sniffed her cunt once, then mounted her little
body.
His eager cock found her cunt quickly, and then he was
humping her pretty little ass. She kept moaning with joy through
the delightful fucking the dog gave her. When it was over and the
dog had dismounted to curl up and lick his well-used cock, Dean
dropped to his knees behind the girl and surprised her by slowly
working an excitingly hard cock up her asshole.
Seeing that the girl's other hole was being neglected, Adam
dropped to the floor and worked a finger up her snatch. While the
boy buggered her ass, he used the finger skillfully so that she
enjoyed a good come.
Proving the adage that the family that lays together stays
together, their life became a thing of continuing joy and beauty.
That still applied six years later, although there were some
changes. At twenty, Dean was a handsome young man, a good
student in college and, most importantly, his cock had developed
so that it was a full inch and a half-inch bigger then his father's
seven-inch banger. Given his early training, he was a masterful
lover, and he never tired of keeping the three females more than
satisfied, with lots of help from his father and from King.
As could have been predicted, Emily matured into a stunningly
beautiful young woman at twenty-one.
Perhaps the biggest surprise was Sharon. As a girl, she had
been slim, almost to the point of being skinny, but six years
changed that and at twenty she was a real beauty. She retained
relatively slim thighs, but her fanny had developed into a
lusciously rounded thirty-eight inches and Dean never tired of
pressing his face between those cheeks to lick and ream, sometimes
using a finger in her twat to make her come while he had his
tongue curled up her asshole.
She had a narrow waist and an almost boyishly flat tummy, but
they were overshadowed by a pair of huge tits, though given their
firmness they didn't require a bra at all.
Adam was then a mature forty-seven, but still as good a stud
as he had been in the beginning. He swam and golfed and kept
himself in excellent condition for the exercise he got at home.
Mary, too, was careful about such matters as diet and
exercise so that at thirty-eight, she still had a stunning figure,
her tits, thighs, ass and tummy girlishly firm, although maturity
brought on a few more pounds, giving her an overall roundness
which the other members of the family loved to play with.
She continued to be as highly sexed as she had been in the
beginning, and never lacked a companion to romp with, male or
female, as she continued to enjoy lesbian sex just as much as the
more conventional style with Adam and Dean, not to mention the
totally unconventional variety she got each time King lapped her
cunt or mounted her to fuck his human bitch.
On Mary's thirty-eighth birthday, they held a party for her,
just the family, of course. It began with a steak and champagne
dinner, and Dean established the course of the party when he
suggested that they go to the bedroom with their coffee and
dessert, the dessert being grapes and birthday chocolate cake.
Since Dean's sexual imagination had surpassed even his
father's, Mary knew she was in for a special treat, though she
didn't even attempt to guess what it would be. In the bedroom,
they all stripped naked, Dean helping Mary out of her bra and
panties while Adam did the same for Emily and Sharon; then they
all kissed passionately and fondled eager bodies.
Telling Mary he needed some help in eating his grapes, Dean
had her lie on the bed with her knees raised and parted, then he
went down on her and lapped her cunt until she had a magnificent
come. When he asked her to, Sharon brought his dish of grapes and
he put it down beside the panting woman.
Mary's eyes went wide with surprise and delight as she
guessed what he was going to do, then he confirmed it as he gently
parted the lips of her cunt and put a grape inside. He rubbed her
belly for a few seconds, then returned his mouth to her snatch and
removed the grape, chewing it with obvious delight.
"Come on, Daddy," Emily panted as she rubbed a hand over her
twat, "eat grapes out of our cunts."
Adam was pleased to comply with the request, though he
thought bananas would have been more appropriate but told himself
they could do that another time. The grape-eating went on for a
long time, but it was obvious that the women didn't consider the
time wasted. Then that portion of the snack was finished, and the
three of them had their cunts lapped until they came, Dean looking
after Mary and her daughter while his father gave Sharon a pair of
good comes with his mouth and tongue.
But Dean still had more in store for his stepmother, and he
had her lie face down on the bed while he admired, fondled and
kissed her beautiful big ass, then he asked one of the girls to
hand him his plate of birthday cake.
There was a knife on the plate and Dean used it to scrape the
thick layer of chocolate icing off the cake. It made quite a
pile, and then he called on his father to hold the cheeks of
Mary's butt apart while he filled her crack with the sweet icing
until there was none left and her crack was well filled with the
rich brown goo.
On a signal from his son, Adam released her asscheeks and
they all agreed that she was a beautiful birthday cake, but Dean
wasn't finished. Taking a small candle from his pocket he
inserted it in the chocolate and would have lit it, but his father
told him to wait while he got his Polaroid camera which,
fortunately, was loaded with color film.
Adam took one picture showing the chocolate in the crack of
her white ass, then Dean lit the candle and his father took
another picture. After that, Dean blew out the candle and they
all sang Happy Birthday. Sharon suggested that Mary should get
the traditional birthday smacking of one spank for each year, but
Dean was afraid the jarring would dislodge the frosting, so Sharon
was outvoted and Mary's ass was allowed to remain pristine white
with the rich brown stripe down the middle.
Bending over his stepmother, Dean lovingly kissed the lush
cheeks, licked his lips, then began eating his dessert, his hands
rubbing her hips as she sighed while Adam took more pictures of
his son eating his memorable meal.
Dean licked so well that when he finished, Mary's crack was
completely cleaned, her little asshole having been licked back to
its natural color, but some of the chocolate remained close to her
cunt. It was difficult to reach from that position, so he had her
turn over so that he could attack from her crotch. After the last
of the icing had been licked away, he decided that while he had
his face in her crotch he might as well suck her pussy again, so
he did, and gave her a lapping which sent her flying into orgasm
again.
Adam decided that since it was Mary's birthday, she should
receive a cunt-lapping from everybody and Sharon hurried to her
mother's crotch and did just that. Adam allowed his wife a little
while to rest before Emily's beautiful face was buried in her
crotch. Then, after a nice lapping from Emily triggered another
orgasm, Adam went down on his wife and sucked excitingly until
wild orgasm swept over her.
"Oh, you darlings, all of you," Mary said with a sigh as her
husband got up, licking his lips which had the fragrance of her
cunt still on them, "my body just feels like it's floating. No
woman has ever been this well looked after, I'm sure."
"We still have more for you, angel," Adam said as he waved
his stiff prick at her and smiled. "You have to know that both
Dean and I are going to give you the rest of your birthday
present, a couple of nice fucks. You do want that, don't you,
darling?"
"You better believe it, lover, and my cunt has never been
more ready for a fuck than it is right now."
Mary had been lying across the bed for her suckings. She
turned and opened her crotch wide for Adam. He went to her,
played with her wet cunt as he knelt in the frame provided by her
legs; then he lowered himself onto her, found her hot cunt and
slowly pushed his prick into her slippery slit and they both
moaned. Adam paused for a little while to fondle her tits, then
he began to fuck her.
He gave her a nice slow fucking, and it was all Mary needed
for her tenderized clit to trigger another orgasm, a honey that
went on and on while Adam let his cock soak in her hot hole. When
she finished, he gave her a fast, rough fucking and she loved it
as he crushed her into the bed when his sperm was spurting into
her cunt and feeling as though it was flooding her belly.
Adam rested on his wife's body for a little while, a warm
glow spreading over his body; then it was time, Dean told him as
he patted him on the shoulder, for Mary to be fucked again so Adam
withdrew his spent tool and got off.
Kneeling astride his stepmother, Dean gave her what she loved
to play with, on her birthday or any day, and it felt excitingly
hard in her hand, then the head felt even more exciting in the
warmth of her mouth as she sucked his prick until he took it away
from her, then moved down to get in her crotch. She sighed as he
lay atop her. He heard her low moan of passion as his cock pushed
up her cunt to give her her second fuck of the beautiful evening.
Like his father, he preferred to-keep his fuck slow, to make
it last so that Mary would come again, as she did. Dean had tried
to hold his load for later, but he didn't have a chance as the
walls of her pussy sucked on his dick while she was climaxing.
Her cunt sucked him off and drained his balls, leaving him so weak
that when he rolled off her, he couldn't get up.
Mary thanked her family for a lovely birthday, then Adam told
her that one member of the family had been left out. Her eyes
flashed with excitement as she realized he was talking about the
dog, and it did seem only right that King should share in the
festivities, so she told them to bring him on, telling them that
there was plenty of juice in her twat for the animal to lap up.
Twisting around, she positioned herself with her ass over the
edge of the bed, her legs parted and drawn back above her. Then
Sharon came into the room with the big dog, who took one look at
Mary's crotch and went to her at once.
King sniffed her cunt and seemed to detect that it didn't
smell the same as usual, then he licked her slit and found the
mingled male and female juices. He seemed to like that well
enough, and he went on to lick up warm, cunt-flavored jism. He
was still eating when she went into orgasm and had to push the
beast out of her crotch.
Mary thought she should be tired after such a wild, wonderful
bout of unbridled sex, but she wasn't, and she almost leaped off
the bed as she prepared to submit her naked body to the horny
animal.
She knew he was eager to get his cock in her pussy, but she
decided to tease him a little, standing with her feet braced wide
apart and allowing him to sniff at her cunt and lick it as she
talked to him and rubbed his head. When she decided she was as
eager for the fuck as he, she patted his head, told him to sit,
then went down on her hands and knees on the thick carpet, swaying
her big ass while her tits did an exciting dance of their own.
The dog seemed to be straining to get at her lush body, but
as always, he remained sitting until she gave him the command to
fuck her. Then he hurried into action. Without pausing, he
mounted her, and the group saw his big cock ready for action as
the sheath peeled back and his blue-veined dong went searching for
Mary's snatch. He found it very quickly and rammed his cock home
firmly, half the length in already and the rest following close
behind.
While King fucked his woman, Adam took more pictures. He had
purchased the camera only recently, and was determined to produce
the best collection of erotic pictures in captivity. Considering
the cast he had to work with, he didn't doubt that he could
achieve his sexy goal.
King panted as he gave his woman bitch the usual first-class
fucking. Her passion bud was so tender and sensitized from all
the previous action that when she felt the onset of another
climax, she was not at all surprised.
As the orgasm swept over her, her body jerked very strongly
and she wished the dog would pause in the fuck, but he wasn't
concerned and he merely kept humping her ass. He held her a
little more tightly with his forelegs, as though fearing that the
jerking of her body would make him slip off, but his strongly
braced hind legs served him well, and he rode out the storm until
his cock was buried deeply in her hole and his body was twitching
as he pumped dog juice up her greedily sucking cunt.
After that, all agreed it was time for a rest. Then Emily
changed her mind, pointing out that she and Sharon hadn't had even
one orgasm. Dean offered to look after that with his mouth and
tongue, but they declined with thanks and got onto the bed
together. Dean went along with Mary and Adam for drinks, but as
soon as he poured his, he returned to the bedroom to watch the two
young beauties squirming naked and panting with lust as they did
all the exciting things to faces, tits, behinds and hot, tingling
cunts, things which imparted a sheen of perspiration over both
lovely bodies.
Eventually, their playing led them into an end-to-end
embrace, and then each was sucking the cunt of the other. Finding
a beautiful ass cheek that was not occupied, Dean fondled it and
felt his pecker begin to stir with promise.
By the time the two beauties climaxed, Dean's cock was
excitingly hard again, and he showed it to them with pride. "Who
gave you permission to play with my ass while we were eating
cunt?" Emily asked him in pretended anger. Dean didn't know what
to say. "I think I'm going to have to punish you for that. Lie
down on the bed, face up."
Sensing it would be fun to go along with his sister, Dean did
as he was told. He heard her tell Sharon to sit on his chest and
keep him in place. Excited, Sharon complied and sat so that her
ass was close to his face, an arrangement which Dean didn't seem
to mind at all.
"What are you going to do to punish your naughty brother?"
Sharon asked.
"I'll tell you. You see this hard cock that he's so proud
of?" she said as she closed a hand around his rod. "Well I'm
going to soften it for him. I'm sure he has big ideas about
getting it into one of our cunts this evening, but I'll fix that
for him with my hand. " "You're going to jerk him off?"
"Damn right I am. Do you hear that, Dean? I'm going to pull
your pud and make you shoot your cream, just like you used to do
when you were a little boy."
Warning Sharon to be careful that he didn't escape, Emily
began jacking her brother's big hard cock. She loved doing it and
often begged him to let her jerk him off, but he never wanted to
waste the jism and always refused.
He made a big pretense of begging and trying to get away from
the young women, but in reality he was quite content. His sister
had a gentle, soft hand, and he liked the way she beat his meat.
He decided that he could add a little to his enjoyment, so he
tugged at Sharon's hips until she understood what he wanted. She
delivered her butt to his face, bending a little forward so that
he could get his tongue at her asshole.
"Don't make it too fast," Sharon told Emily. "He's really
licking my bung, and you know how I love it."
"Don't worry, I've waited a long time for this, and I intend
to make it last. Christ, what a boner this is."
The slow pulling Emily was giving his hard cock as he licked
Sharon's crack and asshole filled the boy with delight, and he
wondered why he hadn't allowed her to jerk him off that way
before. Having discovered how enjoyable it was, he decided he
would have them work on him that way often in the future.
Tonguing a pretty asshole was something he had enjoyed since
childhood, but the act of reaming a bung while having his cock
slowly and lovingly jerked made it a whole new ball game.
When he felt himself getting close to shooting, Dean raised a
knee, hoping that his sister would understand the signal. She
did, releasing his prick and rubbing his thighs and hips with both
hands. After she had allowed his pecker to cool for a couple of
minutes, her hand returned to it and she resumed the delightful
jacking, still working very slowly.
"Is his nose still in your crack, Sharon?" Emily asked as she
stroked his cock.
"Oh, yes, and it feels great. Christ, I'll never get tired
of that tongue of his, not even if he licks my asshole raw."
"Don't you think it would be nice if you could work up a
little fart for him? He loves your ass so much I'm sure he would
find your farts sweet."
"I'll try," Sharon said," but I don't think I can make one
just now."
Lying in the thrilling confinement of the girl's plump, warm
ass, Dean knew she was really trying when he felt her bung pushing
out and heard her make a little groan, but it produced no wind and
he merely pushed his curled tongue up her brownie a little
farther. He felt sorry she hadn't found what she was trying for
since he told himself that it would be exciting.
A new thought occurred as he pictured himself tied and
helpless while the girls and Mary did anything they chose to
entertain themselves with him. Perhaps he would dress up for them
in wig, makeup, padded bra, garter belt, nylons and panties and
then submit totally to the women to be their slave. It had been a
long time since they'd played that game, and he decided they were
overdue.
Again Emily released his cock and this time reached for
Sharon's beautiful tits, which she played with lovingly while the
tongue kept working between the cheeks of Sharon's ass. When
Sharon asked her to, Emily added sucking to the fondling of the
luscious boobs, and it made her ass rub back on Dean's face. It
made his tongue slip out of her bung, but he didn't mind, knowing
that he could get it back in later.
Emily sucked one big tit, then transferred her mouth to the
other, not hurrying at all, knowing that Dean's stiff cock would
still be waiting when she was ready.
"Ooh, that was so nice," Sharon said when Emily finished
sucking her tits. "I'm going to want to do a sixty-nine again
after you've jerked him off. Do you feel like another round?"
"You know I always do. I'll finish him off now and he'll
shoot cream all over your tits and belly."
"I have a better idea, Emily. I'll bend over and open my
mouth. See how good your aim is."
When Emily resumed jacking Dean's cock, her hand was just as
gentle but it moved faster. She heard muffled groans coming from
Sharon's ass, then felt a quick expansion of the stiff cock and
nodded excitingly to Sharon who bent closer, her mouth open.
She wasn't quite fast enough, and the first spurt of sperm
hit her on the chin, but Emily aimed his cock at the open mouth
and the rest of his load shot into it.
Watching the performance as they stood inside the doorway,
naked, Mary and Adam looked quite pleased with everything.
The boy's cock had been drained, and he lay resting on the
bed as the young beauties locked their naked bodies together and
each sucked and lapped the other's cunt.
His arm warmly around Mary's waist, Adam gave her a loving
squeeze, and that said all the things she understood. Years
before, an unhappy man and an unhappy woman had met under strange
circumstances. They had gambled not only with their own lives,
but with those of their three children, and the gamble had more
than paid off.
Life was beautiful for the five of them, and they could ask
nothing more from fate than to be left alone to continue enjoying
the beautiful life they had built for themselves.
The End
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