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 LL-0344

   His Sexpot Sis

   Robert G.  Haill



   Chapter 1

   "Shawn Addison, you're a perverted bastard and I won't do it, not even
for you.  Haven't you any respect for me at all?" Shawn closed the bathroom
door and leaned up against it as he studied his sister's angry face.  She
stood inches away from him with her balled fists on her hips waiting for
him to say something.

   "You wouldn't dare ask any other girl to do it," she flared.  "It's
unnatural, Shawn."

   "Shut up, Jodi.  You're as perverted as I am, my dear, sweet, innocent
sister.  And you'll do it because you promised me anything I wanted." He
unbuckled his trousers and let them drop.  Very slowly he inched down his
underpants and saw her eyes swoop between his legs.

   "You'll be sorry, Shawn," she whispered and gulped as she watched his
huge cock spring to life, a magnificent prick fully eight inches long with
a tortuous, bulbous cock head.  It swung like a scythe as he moved over to
the bath and bent over.  Now with his back to her he was pulling his bum
cheeks open wide.

   "Shave me, Jodi, down and around my balls so when I take you I can feel
every velvet inch of your body up against me."

   She moved toward him in a trance and absently picked up the electric
shaver that would shear the golden hairs off his spunk-filled balls.  She
dropped down onto her knees and her eyes fixed on his pendulous balls. 
They were big, she told herself, too big for a teenager.  But so was his
cock.  There was nothing small about him.

   "Take a good look, Jodi.  We have the whole house to ourselves and we
won't be disturbed."

   She shook her head as she came out of her trance.  He was right.  They
were alone with their parents off on vacation.  She thumbed the switch on
the shaver and it buzzed to life as she lightly brushed it up between his
bum cheeks.  Bending her head .slightly she blew a cloud of fine golden
hairs from between his spread buttocks and with a giggle gave them a
playful smack.

   "Ouch!  That hurt.  Stop it.  Remember, It s your birthday in a few
weeks," he reminded her.

   She started to tingle all over as she thought about their bargain of
giving themselves to each other as absolute slaves as birthday presents. 
Then he'd be at her feet obeying her every will as she had to now.

   He turned his head and looked over his shoulder at her, his eyes shining
mischievously as a hundred lurid pictures skipped through his head of the
things he would make her do.

   Jodi had short brown hair with blonde tips styled as an urchin cut.  She
was medium build with a round cheeky face.  Her nose was wide and ran
within an inch of her sulky mouth.  Her pouting lips were always moist and
slightly apart like she was holding her breath.  Right now she was naked
and her small, tight titties were erect with her dark nipples extended. 
Her stomach was fiat and without an ounce of fat rising only a little
around her love mound that she kept shaved.  Without a vee of hair her
puffy cunt hole showed like a rosebud about to burst into bloom.  She
arched her back and returned his searching look, enjoying being admired and
wanted.  She could almost read his mind and she smiled to herself.  Maybe
he was right and she was as perverted as he was.  In fact she would
probably invent a few of the games they would play to celebrate his
birthday.  Damn him, he was so good looking, what girl wouldn't want to go
to bed with him?

   He had an untidy mop of sandy hair and piercing blue eyes.  His mouth
laughed all the time.  Now he was standing up and turning around and
mechanically she whisked the buzzing shaver around his balls and circled
his cock stem.  His prick stood curved and glistening with bath oil and it
jerked spasmodically as if it wanted to rear up even larger.

   "It's beautiful," she whispered and caught her breath wishing she hadn't
said it.  With her free hand she reached and her fingers danced from his
cock head to his now-hairless balls.  It was like she had waited all of her
young life for today, and it was theirs and theirs alone.

   "Suck it," he invited with a low choking growl wanting to see his cock
slowly disappear between her wet lips down her throat.  He imagined he
could feel her small white teeth nibbling and biting his quivering pole. 
He moaned in anticipation as he stared unashamed into her enormous blue
eyes.

   "Not yet, darling.  Let's go into my bedroom." Her eyes teased him. 
"There's something I want you to do.  I'm sure you'll like it."

   "What?" He was cautious now.

   "Come on." She grabbed at his throbbing dong and had him from the
bathroom.  Letting go of him she skipped across the hall to her room.

   Meekly, he followed her thinking of all the things he would love to do
to her delicious round, tight bottom and thinking of the time he had seen
their mother spanking it when she had been naughty.  He had watched through
the crack of her door as her bottom flushed pink, then angry red and she
had squirmed across her mother's knee.  How she had hollered and bawled for
her to stop.  Strangely, it had excited him and he had had to rush into his
room to relieve himself.

   Going into her bedroom he felt guilty, for like their parents room it
was out of bounds.  He looked around at the frilly curtain billowing at the
open window and at the forget-me-knot wallpaper.  His feet were buried in
the thick wool carpet as he went and stood at the end of her single bed -
catching sight of himself in the full-length mirror attached to the
wardrobe door.  For a split second he stood stock still, seeing himself now
as she saw him.  His hands started to move down to cover his thrashing
weapon, then stopped.  He didn't have to cover himself this time.

   She was searching through a chest of drawers and she let out a cry of
delight and looked over at him with an impish grin.

   "Now what are you up to?" he asked going over to her.  His hand dropped
to stroke her curved bottom and he pinched the soft flesh, slowly inching
his fingers into the dark recess of her swell.

   "Look!" She held up a pair of black panties frilled with lace and a pair
of black stockings.

   He frowned, not understanding.

   She found a miniscule skirt in the drawer and giggled.

   "I don't want you to dress," he grumbled.

   "I'm not going to," she laughed.  "I want you to put them on, Shawn."

   "Me!  But that's silly."

   "No it's not.  Be a sport and dress, like a girl.  It'll be fun."

   "No," he said flatly.

   "Why not?  Some men wear girl's clothes and like it."

   "I'm not like that," he scowled.

   "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

   "I just know, that's all"

   "Here, catch." She tossed the black panties at him.  "They'll fit so
snug around your bottom.  I must see them on you."

   He crushed them in his hands and grinned crookedly at her.  Why not
humor her if that was what she wanted?  He bent and put his foot through
one leg and then the other and inched them up with some difficulty.  They
bit into his skin and he had to bend his cock down to cover it.

   "Now these." She came close to him and knelt and eased his toes into the
black stockings and rolled them up his legs, over his quivering buttocks,
lightly touching his cock as she drew the caressing silk up to his waist.

   "The last thing is the skirt, Shawn." She held it out to him.

   His fingers touched hers as he took the garment from her.

   "You look fantastic, Shawn."

   "You're just saying that to urge me on."

   "No I'm not." Her voice trembled.  It did something to her, seeing him
in her underwear.

   He dragged the miniskirt up around his narrow hips and zipped it with
the awful feeling that someone might come and catch him.  He shrugged the
feeling off because the nearest neighbor to their home was over a mile
away. There were lots of advantages having up in the hills away from
everyone, he thought idly.

   "Turn around, Shawn.  Mmmmmm-nice.  Bend over." She giggled.  "All you
need now is a bra."

   "No," he said firmly and started to unzip the skirt.

   "Don't take it off," she said sharply.  "Not yet.  It's only a game."

   "But I feel silly."

   "Keep them on, for me, please," she begged.

   The tight material around his hairless prick made him feel randy and he
needed to be careful not to blow and cream in his sisters panties.  What a
waste that would be when her gaping quim, so moist and hungry for it, was
only inches away.

   "Shawn," she said, awfully slowly.

   "What?"

   "Be honest.  You like it, don't you?  I mean, your cock is still hard; I
can see it bulging to get out."

   "That's because I'm thinking of you and looking at you, Jodi."

   "Maybe, maybe not.  It doesn't matter." She sat down on a stool and
crossed her legs artfully.  "How many times do you think you could fuck a
girl in a day and a night, Shawn?  I mean fuck properly, blowing and
everything?"

   He blushed crimson because of the way she came out with it, the way she
was looking at him.

   "Well, how many times is the most you've played with yourself and come
in a day and a night," she asked coyly and uncrossed her legs.  Her creamy
thighs opened just a little, promising so much.

   "I don't play with myself," he said hotly and in the mirror saw the
filmy lace of the panties showing through the stockings.

   "Course you do.  Matter of fact," she said softly, "I`ve seen you do it.
I've watched you rubbing up your cock and your spunk shooting out
everywhere."

   "When?" he hollered.

   "Lots of times, silly.  You hardly ever shut your bedroom door and I
have to pass it to go to the toilet."

   "You've been spying on me," he looked away from her and wondered what
else she might have seen.

   "It doesn't matter does it?  Anyway, you haven t answered my question."
Her thighs parted a little more and her hands fell into her lap as if to
say that she had played with herself and it was all quite natural.

   "Well," he hesitated.

   "Go on."

   He thought for a minute.  "I dunno.  A whole day and a night?  I guess,
six, seven times-why?"

   "Isn't it obvious?"

   "No.  What are you getting at, Jodi?"

   "You idiot.  I want to know how many times you can fuck me before your
birthday is over with." Her legs sprawled open showing her sticky hole with
the love lips parted and fleshy, and urgently in need of a cock.

   "Jodi-you're a whore," he grinned and looked into the unwinking eye of
her cunt wondering how many times he would be able to fuck it before the
day was done with.

   "So I'm a whore." She closed her legs.  There was a note of finality in
the way she did it.  "You'd better take your girlie clothes off, Shawn;"
she sniffed.

   "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to call you that.  I said it in a nice way of
wanting to think of you hot and horny," he mumbled as he undressed. 
"There's not a girl" in the whole of Adelaide as hot as you, as lovely and
delicious," he said to sooth her.

   She got up from the stool and went over to the bed and flung herself
down on her back pretending she wasn't listening to him.  She squirmed
around and lifted her knees and they framed him struggling to get the
stockings off.

   "Are you angry with me?" He stood up and kicked the clothes away.

   "No." Her legs were spread wide and she stared at his cock as a bead of
glistening spunk oozed from his soaring fuck stick.  If only he knew how
much she wanted that throbbing prick up her, the fool.

   He trooped over to her bed and stood looking down at her, knowing that
she wanted him to rape her with his eyes.

   "Do you want to fuck me, Shawn?"

   He nodded yes.

   "You call me a whore but you want to fuck me-your own sister," she
sniggered.  "You're nothing but a bastard, do you know that!"

   "Please, Jodi." His hand dosed around the stem of his cock and he
started to masturbate himself slowly.

   "Don't do that," she cried out.  "It's a waste."

   "But I thought ...  "

   "I don't care what you thought.  If you want to fuck me then get up on
the bed and get on with it," she screamed at him and her whole body
trembled.



   Chapter 2

   Shawn leaped up on the bed and straddled Jodi, ready to fulfill three
years of longing for her wanton body.  He bent his head and kissed her
mouth as a prelude to taking her forbidden fruit and wondered if it was
safe to go the whole way with her for it would be a disaster if he made her
pregnant.

   "I'm on the pill, Shawn," she said as if she had read his thoughts, and
she drew her legs from between his so he could lay between them and get at
her more readily.

   His fingers trembled as they went down awkwardly and pulled open her
cunt lips, revealing the pink inner lips and a white button clitoris. 
Drawing himself back ready with his huge fuck stick in line with her moist
quim, he suddenly drove forward with the force of a battering ram, sinking
his cock into her hungry twat.

   "Yeeeooooow, aaaahhhh, nooooooo," Jodi screamed and her eyes flew wide
open as she writhed beneath him, trying to get away from his ramming,
red-hot prick.  A shudder coursed right through her body and she was
afraid. The last time they had played around he had been so small and it
hadn't hurt her, not like this.  But then he had been much younger and her
steaming cunt had gobbled up his pencil-thin cock.  Now he was almost a man
and she felt like his tool could easily split her fuck hole wide open.

   Her long, lingering scream was music to his ears as he watched his prick
relentlessly disappearing into her juicy quim, inch by inch up to his
velvet-soft balls.  He drew it back an inch, waited, then drove it forward
as hard as he could.

   "Aaaaggghhh!  Stop!  No more, no more.  I can't take it.  Pull it out,
Shawn, please, please, Shawn," she wept and the tears ran down her face to
the corners of her mouth.

   Like a train at full speed his cock continued to drive into her and her
face was a mask of pain and fear.  Her hands flew between their legs to
tear the cruel prick from her ravaged cunt.  She felt her own juices
smeared over his lower belly and his balls and by then it was too late for
she had his full length fixed inside of her.

   He drew back slowly, his cock slurping beautifully as it drew her cum in
torrents to her cunt entrance where it stayed in rings of cream around her
red cunt lips.  His iron-hard prick finally came out like a cork from a
vintage wine bottle with a dull plop.

   "Oh my God!" She couldn't take her eyes off his tool.  It seemed to her
to be twice its size and it was hard to believe it had been fully inside of
her.

   "You told me to fuck you," he grinned.

   "You beast.  You wanted to hurt me and you enjoyed it," she wailed and
caught her breath seeing the strange look in his eye.

   "All that did was grease my pole," he said casually.  "I haven't started
on you yet." He looked at her wet, ovalled mouth.  It wouldn't be as tight
as her cunt but it'd be just as juicy and she had promised to be his slave
unconditionally for the whole day.

   "Shawn-why are you looking at me like that?  Shawn, answer me."

   He ignored her and inched up over her body, knowing it wouldn't take her
long to realize what he intended to do with her.  Her skin was soft and his
balls rubbed against it as he climbed toward her mouth.  Now he could feel
her short bursts of breath blowing along his swollen cock.

   "No, Shawn," she cried out with an awareness of what he was up to, but
it was too late.

   He caught hold of her hair in his fists holding her head down as his
buttocks climbed up over her tits.  Lifting himself on his knees, he yanked
her hair, and the second she opened her mouth to scream with pain he drove
his prick down, surging along her thick, wagging tongue as she spluttered
and gasped.

   "Dirty bastard, ugh, aaaggghhhh!" she gasped.

   He stared fascinated at his thick red pole stuffed in his sister's mouth
with the rim of cunt cream around her lips from her twat.  He eased his
buttocks back and slowly rode her like he was in her cunt giving her three
Or four inches of cock, knowing she couldn't take any more but wishing
badly he could drive his whole length down her throat and blow himself off.

   "Filthy pig," she screeched, rolling from under him and spitting her own
cunt cream from her mouth that had oozed from his fuck stick.  It tasted
salty and she wondered vaguely if his spunk would taste the same ...

   "Slave for the day," he reminded her and laughed as he saw her cum
dribbling from the corners of her mouth.  "You have to let me do anything I
want with you.  Now take it back in your mouth."

   "I won't," she flared.

   "You will," he snapped, "or I'll make you."

   She saw he meant it and it scared her.  He was quite capable of forcing
himself on her and if he did he would have no mercy.  "I don't think I can,
Shawn." His prick bobbed inches away from her face and she eyed it
balefully.

   "Open your mouth," he shouted.  "You're going to take it whether you
want to or not."

   She swallowed hard and leaned and pressed her lips against his hot cock,
feeling a fine stubble of hair around its stem.  Maybe it wouldn't be so
bad if she took it ever so slowly ...

   Shawn closed his eyes as she started kissing his fuck stick and nibbling
around his ball bag.  She licked along his iron-hard length, her tongue
making little lapping sounds as it sucked to the cock head and pried open
the blow slit.

   "Get it into your mouth, you bitch," he hollered with his eyes
half-closed.  It was heaven, it was all his wet dreams come true, it was
his whore of a sister gobbling off his prick like a cheap prostitute.

   Nervously Jodi took it between her lips, her teeth brushing along it.

   She was a cock-sucking slut and when she had a mouthful of his tool he
was going to blow his load and make her swallow it, drop by drop ...

   She felt his prick jerk impatiently and slide into her mouth and she had
to keep wide open to take its thickness.  She felt him riding her mouth
like it was a cunt with his cock going deeper and deeper.  How long could
he go before he blew off and could she take it?

   He pulled his prick back almost out of her mouth and stuffed it forward,
his balls bouncing against her face as he screwed her lips.

   I can take it, she told herself and almost wanted him to drive forward
to see if she could.

   He groaned as he held back the hot tide, not wanting to shoot his
surging spunk till he had to, and slowly he withdrew it from her mouth,
feeling as if every nerve in his cock was on fire.

   A thin, silver trickle of spunk hung from his cock to her sensuous lips
and it broke as he sat back on his haunches; it snaked down her chin,
marking her initiation into cock sucking.

   "I can take it, Shawn," she said eagerly now.

   "Later.  There are so many things to do, to your body," he growled as he
caught his breath.

   "But!" The tip of her tongue sneaked out and caught the silver thread of
spunk and sucked it into her mouth and she pouted.

   "I'm nearly ready to come and I think I'll jerk off all over you," he
said thickly.

   She nodded and lay back on the bed and squeezed her small titties
together.  The thought of him blowing over her excited her.  She'd be able
to see close up the spunk shooting from the eye of his cock.  In the past
she had only had rare glimpses of him manipulating his tool and she had
often wanted to go to him to say she wanted to watch him go all the way.

   It was a fantastic sensation kneeling above Jodi and slowly stropping
his prick with his hand.  Her eyes were like magnets fastened to his huge
cock, not wanting to miss a thing.  He stropped upward so she could see the
whole glistening length pistoning through his hand with his balls jerking
and bouncing wildly.

   "Come now, Shawn," she urged, her voice husky as sensations new to her
swept through her body.  His mighty cock head was aimed directly at her
face and she half-opened her mouth, providing him with a target to aim for.

   He squirmed as he built up to a frenzy, wanting to see his spunk explode
all over Jodi's face.  He had a feeling of tremendous power and utter
contempt for her, as if she were a lowly slut wanting to be abused.

   "Quick now, Shawn, into my mouth," she begged, and her fingers flew down
to her cunt to stroke her screaming clit as her mouth opened wider.

   "Dirty slut," he gasped his hand, pistoning faster.

   She licked her lips greedily, her eyes locked on his purple cock ramming
in and out of his closed hand.  The eye of his cock opened and closed and
his mushroom-shaped fuck head turned beet red.  He couldn't hold back much
longer.  He'd have to let it go.

   Vainly he tried to hold off to prolong the delicious ache as long as
possible.  His bucking hips heaved backward and forward as he flogged his
prick till his arm ached.  His tight buttocks jerked.  Faster, faster, and
half-lifting himself over her, closer to the wet, red pit of her mouth.

   "Shoot, you bastard," she swore in an agony of fingering her flooding
twat.

   "Yes, dear sister, oh yes.  I'm coming, cuuuummmmiiiin, now." And his
spunk exploded from his fuck stick in a gushing torrent straight into her
slobbering mouth.  Great white gobs of cream plastered her face and still
it came as he kept on milking his stiff prick down now over her titties,
spitting over her neck, jerking over her chin.

   "More, more," she cried.

   He sat back on her belly, watching his spunk dribble from her lips with
her long, pointed tongue rolling out to gather up the thick blobs.  The
spunk still spurted from his now-limpening cock, splashing down to run into
the well of her navel.  He shuffled forward over her and stuffed his prick
head into her mouth for her to suck the last of his spunk down her gurgling
throat until there wasn't a single drop left in his stalk.

   Jodi gulped and swallowed the thick hot spunk and let it run down her
tongue and down her throat before closing her mouth tightly around his
prick.

   "Aaaggghhh!" he cried out as a last blob was drawn up from his ball bag
and sucked into her red tunnel of a mouth.  He felt her lips tighten and
her teeth close around his stalk and they were sharp and he winced with
pain.  Looking down at her with his balls hard up against her lips, he knew
he was now at her mercy and he sighed with relief when her teeth parted and
let him go.  He fell sideways, utterly exhausted alongside her.

   "Was that good, Shawn?"

   "The best," he panted.

   She rolled over on her stomach and leaned over him and her mouth came
down over his and opened and a thin stream of spunk oozed from her mouth
into his as she kissed him long and hard.  Her spunky tongue drove between
his lips to explore the soft dark inside of his mouth.

   "I'm drained," he groaned and watched fascinated as his white spunk
running down her tits turned transparent.

   "Rest a while and get your strength back, darling.  We've only just
started and you haven't even fucked me yet.  My cunt is aching for it," she
laughed.

   "You're a regular nymphomaniac," he whispered.

   "And you, dear brother, are a man." She smiled as she squeezed his balls
that were the size of walnuts.  Her finger slid along his crack and circled
around his tight asshole, probing and trying to get in.

   "You fucking slut, Jodi."

   "Yes, I know-I've been told that before." She let out a tinkling laugh
and kissed him again.

   "I've never pulled myself off in front of a girl before," he said,
half-ashamed as he thought about it.

   "Or wore a pair of girl's panties," she chuckled.

   "That's right.  And I think I liked it," he said truthfully.  He didn't
want to move because her searching finger around his bum hole felt
delicious, and he knew it would excite him before long and he would get
another hard-on.  Only one thing could be nicer, he thought, and that would
be her long, red snaking tongue washing down his ass crack probing to get
into his tight shit hole.  But would she do that?  It was a lot to ask and
most likely she would say no.

   "Have you had many experiences with girls, Shawn?" she asked suddenly
and took her hand away from his bum crack.

   "Some," he said wishing her fingers would go back.  "But not as many as
you," he grinned.

   "How do you know'?" She lay her head in the crook of his arm.

   "I know lots of things," he sniggered.  "Things you'd never dream I know
about."

   "You're just saying that.  What could you know?" she puzzled.  He
tousled her hair and dropped his hand on her breast and squeezed the
yielding flesh.  It wouldn't be wise to tell her what he knew because she
would accuse him of spying on her, which he had.

   "Tell me, Shawn," she insisted.

   "No, I won't."

   "Then I'll get up and get dressed and I won't let you touch me again,"
she flared in a burst of temper.

   "I'll tell you about the girls I've played around with," he said to
change the subject.

   "Later.  First I want you to tell me what you think I've done.  Why
won't you tell me?"

   "Because I'll embarrass you," he mumbled, searching for a way out.

   "Embarrass me after what you've just done, the things you called me? 
You're making excuses." She began to get up from the bed.

   "No, wait, Jodi."

   "Well!" She sat up and tossed her head.  "Tell me."

   "I don't know where to start," he grinned.  "You always were a randy
bitch and I could go back three or four years, but I won't.  Let me think."

   "Hah, I thought so.  It was only talk and you don't really know anything
at all."

   "Don't I?" He looked straight into her eyes and had the satisfaction of
seeing her blush and look away.



   Chapter 3

   "I knew how much you liked fucking, even then," Shawn continued.  "I
lost track of how many times I jacked off just thinking of fucking you, of
how good it would feel to get my rod up you."

   "But you never tried, did you?"

   "No, fool that I was, I should have.  You certainly gave me plenty of
opportunities, going about the house half-naked."

   "I liked teasing you, Shawn.  It was fun.  Remember the time that school
teacher came and stayed with us?  What was her name?"

   "Rhodes," he grinned.  "Celia Rhodes.  How come you remember her?"

   "Ah, I've reasons for remembering.  In fact, I don't think I'll ever
forget.  You were a virgin before she came to the house but she changed all
that, didn't she!"

   "What are you talking about?"

   "Shall I refresh your memory?  Late one night she went into your room.
Don't deny it.  I was coming from the toilet and I saw her and I heard
everything because your door wasn't closed.  You were both talking loudly
about that girl at your school that got pregnant; I think her name was
Marcia Hines.  And Celia told you to keep your voice down.  She said she
knew you had been playing around with the Hines girl and that she was
jailbait and you could get into a lot of trouble.  You became quiet and I
heard your bed springs creak, and then you both started whispering.  I
inched the door open and looked in.  My God, I've never seen a woman with
tits as big as her; they were enormous."

   You little bitch," he hissed.

   "She was on top of you, seducing you, and her tits were dangling in your
face.  She told you to suck them and you did."

   "She wasn't seducing me.  I wanted her and I got her," he snapped.

   "She was "fucking you," she said ignoring his denial.  With her back to
the bedroom door she was going up and down, humping you with your cock
going in and out but it wasn't enough for her.  She laughed and got of you
saying you only had a tiny little prick and that you should be ashamed of
yourself.  Then she told you to stand up on the bed and play with yourself
and you did"

   "I didn't."

   "You did, I saw you.  She kept saying she wanted you to shoot your spunk
between her big tits; she kept on saying it, over and over again."

   "She made me do it," he growled.  "I didn't want to but she said if I
didn't do what she told me she was going to report me to the headmaster at
school for touching Marcia Hines," he said fiercely.

   "What did you do to the Hines girl?"

   "Nothing.  Well, she went around saying I had dropped my pants behind
the football stands and -asked her to suck me off and Celia Rhodes got to
hear about it."

   "And did Marcia suck you off?"

   "She might have.  I can't remember.  All the guys at school boasted they
had given her head.  We just mucked around.  She dropped her pants and let
me finger her and I pulled out my cock and she rubbed me up.  Marcia was a
slut and I was only doing what my friends were doing to her."

   "So Celia Rhodes was blackmailing you!"

   "You could say that," he shrugged.  "But it didn't seem like that at the
time.  It made me feel good to know she was interested in me."

   "Did it make you feel good spunking over her big tits, Shawn?"

   "Yes," he grinned.  "They were big, weren't they?  She had nipples as
long as my little finger.  In the time she stayed here I nearly fucked
myself silly.  I wanted her cunt but she said it excited her to watch young
boys wanking themselves off.  She'd come into the bathroom while I was
taking a shower and tell me to masturbate or she'd get me into her room for
hours at a time and she'd suck my balls and ask me if that was what Marcia
Hines had done and she wanted to know what other boys Marcia had sucked
off. I guess she intended blackmailing them as well when she had finished
with me."

   "You pig.  I knew what was going on, Shawn, and I howled myself to sleep
thinking about you two being together.  I wanted you myself but I couldn't
tell you."

   "I wanted you just as much, Jodi, but you were too young.  I was too
scared to touch you so I had to be satisfied with spying on you and it
nearly drove me crazy."

   "I know.  Watching you moving around the house in your jocks with your
prick bulging got me randy many a time, and when we were in the house alone
I used to lie on my bed with the door open with hardly a thing on hoping
you'd come in, but you didn't."

   He pulled her onto the middle of the bed and put his arms around her and
kissed her pouting lips.  She responded by hugging him tight and her hand
moved over his buttocks to finger his bum hole again.

   "And now we're here doing all the things we've both wanted for so long,"
she whispered.

   "You're everything I wanted, Jodi.  Your fingers feel wonderful screwing
into my ass and I could only think of one thing nicer."

   "What's that?"

   "Your tongue up my ass instead of your finger, Jodi.  That'd really turn
me on, feeling your wet rosebud mouth sucking around my shit hole."

   "Never," she recoiled.  "You're disgusting, Shawn.  I'll never do that."
She kept on fingering him.

   "No?"

   "Never," she said resolutely as her finger eased into his bum hole and
wriggled and bored deeper.

   "Why not?  Because I'm your brother and you'd feel ashamed?  It'd only
be between you and me, no one else would know."

   "I said no.  Can't you take no for an answer." Now her finger was
gliding in and out teasing him.

   "What about Virginia Hood?" he said, pulling her hard against him.  Her
plugging finger was driving him into a frenzy as his asshole opened up and
he felt he could take two or three fingers boring hard into him.

   "What about Virginia?"

   "You didn't mind sucking her little tight arse, and don't say you
didn't," he chortled into her ear.

   She stiffened.

   "You see, Jodi, your secrets weren't secret.  I knew."

   "Oh no," she blanched.

   "Oh yes, darling."

   "Where did you see us?" she asked in a small voice.

   "In the attic that time you said you were going to try on the old
dresses in the trunks and wanted to be left alone.  You and Virginia went
up there and I knew you were up to something.  I gave you half an hour then
I crept up the stairs and there was little Virginia spread-eagled on the
floor with nothing on.  Her legs were wide open and there you were with
your head between her legs sucking her cunt off.  Your legs were wide open
and Virginia was sucking you off like crazy."

   "And ...  and you watched?"

   "Everything.  When you climbed off her and bent over, I saw your pussy
and it was red raw with your cute little bum up in the air and your crack
wide open.  Then she bent down in front of you and I saw your pretty little
tongue working between her bum cheeks.  I unzipped my pants and got my
prick out and worked on it as your tongue glided right up her little
asshole.  She loved it and wriggled her little tail and pushed backward to
get more," he laughed as it all came back to him.

   "That's right, she did and what an experience it was," Jodi sighed.  "It
took me ages to talk her into it but when she got going she couldn't stop.
Did you see her huge tits?"

   "Yes, and you both rubbing your cunts together."

   "You didn't," she wailed.

   "And a lot more," he went on.  "Virginia has tits like watermelons and I
wanted to get my hands on them that day more than anything else I've ever
wanted."

   "Then you should have come in and joined us.  I'd have thoroughly
enjoyed watching you fuck her, Shawn.  I can tell you, her cunt was so
small and tight she'd have screamed the house down.  Matter of fact, I
talked about you to her and told her I'd seen your prick and she asked me
lots of questions so I know she wanted you.  What a golden opportunity you
had that day."

   "You bitch.  Why didn't you come looking for me then?"

   "Why didn't you simply walk in and take us.  We couldn't have done
anything about it." She thought about his asking her to put her tongue down
into his bum crack.  More than anything she wanted to turn him on till he
screamed and begged for her cunt.  If sucking his shit hole would turn him
on that much then maybe she would, but he'd have to keep on asking her till
she gave in.

   "Did Virginia taste good?" he went on.

   "Divine.  Her cunt was flooded and when I finished with her, she could
have taken a two-foot broom handle up her.  If you had come in, I'd have
sucked her cum off your prick as you rode her.  I might even have ...  "

   "Yes-go on.  What were you going to say?"

   "Nothing."

   "No, please say it."

   "Well, I might even have sucked your asshole for you in my excitement.
There I've said it.  Are you satisfied now?"

   "Damn it.  I don't know what stopped me.  I had a raging horn and when
she knelt over you and rubbed her cunt over your face, I blew off.  I
couldn't help myself."

   "Never mind, there'll be other times.  I might even ask Virginia over
for a night and give you the opportunity to take her.  Get on your hands
and knees, Shawn.  I want to se: your balls hanging between your legs. 
They re so big and suckable," she said as an excuse to get him to bend over
in front of her.

   He rolled over lazily and faced the wall, lifting himself up on his
knees with his head and chest still on the bed.  He told himself she could
see everything he had now and it felt good showing himself off in front of
a girl.  It was even better than putting on the .silk stockings and panties
...

   "You have a lovely round bottom, Shawn," she gurgled, and impishly she
parted the cheeks of his bottom with her fingers.  How big his balls were
and how small his asshole ...

   "Please, Jodi, your tongue," he croaked.

   She bent her head and with the tip of her tongue washed around his brown
shit hole.

   "Aaaggghhh!" he shivered deliciously.

   Her pink tongue lapped up and down from his balls to his bum hole,
gently rippling over his sphincter muscle; and daring a little bit more to
poke her tongue harder the way she had with her finger until the tip went
inside, now a little harder as his shit hole muscles relaxed.  Then,
without even thinking about it, she drove two inches of her tongue right
into him and slithered it around inside his asshole.

   "Aaaaaaggggggghhhhhh!" he roared and his whole body started to tremble.
His hands flew behind him to hold his bum cheeks wide open so she could get
her face right between them.  Never in his wildest dreams had he thought
something could be as electrifying as this, having his own sister suck out
his bum hole.

   Jodi slithered her tongue in and out slowly, and as his buttocks heaved,
she glided her tongue its full length into him until her wet mouth was
pressed hard against his shit hole.  Her lips closed and she sucked the way
she had sucked Virginia and her teeth nibbled at the soft, pulsing flesh.

   "Yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww!  Oooooohhhhh!" He screamed deliriously and his
prick jerked up and down between his legs, bigger than ever before.  He
managed to look between his legs and caught a glimpse of her face and the
crude look of pleasure written across it.  The little bitch was enjoying it
as much as he was.

   Jodi smiled as she saw him watching her from around his swinging balls.
Now he was putty in her hands and she could make him do anything.  He would
do a lot more than suck off her shit hole before she was done with him. 
She had it all worked out.  She grabbed hold of his prick and squeezed it
as she went on sucking him.  Soon it would be ripping and thrashing between
her legs and she wouldn't let him blow until she was good and ready.

   He groaned with sheer delight as her hot mouth gobbled around his brown
ring and her spittle ran down the inside of his leg.  She was actually
doing it, his own sister, and before the day was done he would have her
tell him everything she had ever done with boys and men right down to the
smallest detail.  She had to have had a lot of experience to be ready to go
this far with him.

   She eased her tongue out of his hole with a plop and took his swinging
velvet balls into her mouth, squeezing them one at a time between her
tongue and palate.  They tasted of cum and spunk and the bag was filled and
ready for shooting.

   "Careful, sister," he whimpered as her teeth chomped around them.

   Her mouth opened and his balls slipped from between her drooling lips as
she made herself comfortable and lay on her back with her head between his
legs looking along his surging purple cock.  A single dewdrop of spunk
oozed from the fuck eye of his cock and dripped down on her cheek.

   He watched her inspecting his body minutely like she was studying every
pore of his skin.  He wanted to thank her for doing what she had but he
didn't know how to.

   Jodi caught hold of his turgid cock and bent it down and ran her mouth
around its stem.  It was a magnificent weapon and it was all hers to do
with as she liked.

   Shawn moved and wriggled down along side her and went to kiss her but
she pulled her head away and frowned at him.

   "Don't."

   "Why, what's wrong?" he asked.

   "I was thinking, Shawn, about us.  We're both kinky.  It's not like
we're lovers.  You're my own brother and just think what would happen if we
were caught doing the things we're doing."

   "Why think of it now?  Do you want to stop?"

   "No, I don't think I can.  I want you too much, Shawn.  We can't stop
now, it's too late and you're going to have to fuck me soon."



   Chapter 4

   "I want to fuck you, Jodi," he groaned and watched her for a little
while as she rolled over onto her back with her legs sprawled wide open. 
He knew that she wanted him to take the initiative, for him to be forceful
and tough and even to hold her down and maybe tie her outstretched legs to
the bedposts and rape her.  He realized all this in a split second as her
thoughts reached out to him desperately.  Propping himself up on one elbow,
he fixed his eyes on her shaven cunt, thinking she probably shaved it once
a day to keep it so smooth.  He could almost see her clit poking through
her twitching cunt lips.

   "Take me, Shawn.  Ravish me." Her body arched and her small bottom
lifted a few inches off the bed as she thrust her body toward him as an
offering.  "Rape me, Shawn.  I need it."

   "But I don't want to hurt you, Jodi."

   "You won't.  You can't." She forced herself to quiet down.  "Not here,
though.  I want you to fuck me in mommy's room, on her bed."

   "Why?  I can give it to you here just as easily."

   "No, do what I ask.  I did what you asked.  Anyway, there are some
things in her room I want you to see; they're called sex aids.  I think
daddy uses them on mommy."

   "I don't know.  I don't think we ought to," he said, thinking about the
last time he had been in the room when his father had caught him and
thrashed him for being in there.

   "They'll never know," she pressed excitedly and jumped up from the bed
catching sight of herself in the wardrobe mirror.  There was a long mirror
in their parents' room and it would be nice to watch Shawn's cock plunging
in and out of her with her legs held up high and wide apart, she thought,
as she skipped from the room.

   "No, Jodi, come back," he called after her.

   "I won't.  If you want me you're going to have to come in here," she
called back.  "Oooh, Shawn, come and have a look at these magazines and
movies.  And there's an enormous wooden cock in the wardrobe.  Surely daddy
doesn't make mommy take that."

   Curiosity got the better of him and he dawdled out and stood in the hall
looking at her through the open door.

   "Look, Shawn," she held up the wooden cock.  "And this," she showed him
a large vibrator.  "There's a plastic doll that you blow up and it got a
cunt with hair around it, see!"

   He watched her inflating the rubber doll not believing his eyes.

   "I think daddy fucks it," cried Jodi.  "Doesn't it look real!"

   She sat on the floor surrounded by things she had pulled from the
wardrobe.  There were condoms and sexy cutaway underwear and a pack of
cards spread everywhere depicting couples having sex.

   "Shit, Jodi," he gasped and went into the room.

   "You know, Shawn.  I think our parents are as bad as we are," she
grinned.

   "What are duo balls?" he squatted down next to her.  "And ticklers. 
Here's a box marked dildos ...  "

   "Take a look at these horny cassettes," she exploded and burst out
laughing.  Dial-a-Dick and Nympho Housewife.  Wow!"

   "Boobs and Bums.  Lolita Stories," he mumbled, picking up two books."

   "And I thought mom and dad were squares," she laughed.  "We're going to
have a ball with this gear, darling brother."

   "Do you think we should?  I mean, they might find out and we'll be in
awful trouble.  It's too risky.  Let's go back to your room, Jodi."

   "Risky!  Are you crazy?  You and me naked-that's risky.  Us fucking each
other-that's incest, and you can go to jail for it.  So what's the harm in
playing with a few silly old sex aids?"

   "I dunno," he shrugged, at a loss for an answer.  She was right; they
could go to jail for screwing each other.  It started to scare him.  Maybe
after she would tell someone and all hell would break loose.

   "Come on, Shawn.  Be a man and lets have some fun." She fell back on the
floor with her legs sprawled wide open.

   Incest, the word kept ringing in his ears as he stared at her red cunt
hole hanging wide open.

   "Be a man," her lips mouthed at him.

   "I am a man," he shouted at her.

   "Then prove it.  Here I am, waiting for you."

   He shot a glance around the room at the double bed with the Spanish
counterpane, the dressing table littered with creams and lotions, and the
heavy drapes hanging so still at the bay window.

   "Well," she whispered.  "Are you going to fuck me?"

   "Yes, you bitch, you fucking well know I am," he cursed and flung
himself on top of her with his hand diving down to pull open her slit.

   "It's about time," she grunted.  "Now I'll see how much of a man you
are. I can take all you've got."

   "You cow," he snorted and covered her body, driving down hard between
her thrashing legs, his glistening prick expertly impaling her and sinking
between her red, sucking cunt lips right up to his heaving balls.

   "Aaaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhh!" she screamed wildly and her eyes rolled
from side to side opening wide as his fuck stick drove deep into her lower
belly like a red-hot poker, scything without mercy.

   "I am a man," he shouted in her face as he dragged his prick all the way
out and looked down at his cum-drenched cock head.

   "Yes, oh yes, my man," she cooed.  "Don't stop now, though.  Take me
hard," she begged in a frenzy.  "You beast, you're only playing with me,"
she moaned and shuddered.

   He chuckled and grasped his prick in his hand and shook the beads of her
cum off it on to her creamy thigh, knowing her body was aching to have it
inside of her.  He stood up over her with his meaty fuck pole swinging
between his legs and he looked over at the mess of sex aids thoughtfully.

   "You pig," she spat, sitting up and glaring at him.  "I'll make you pay
for that.  You know how badly I wanted it.  She pushed herself up from the
floor and rubbed her inflamed cunt, trying not to look at his heaving fuck
stick.  She casually bent and picked up the wooden cock and held it in her
hand.  It was fully eighteen inches long and ornately carved.  It was
nearly as thick as her wrist and she smiled wickedly to herself.

   "Just look at these magazines Jodi," Shawn cried as he picked one up. 
"Here's one about a gang bang, four guys and one chick ...  "

   Jodi caught her breath as she saw Shawn's buttocks open up as he bent
down in front of her.  His little brown shit hole was like a target only
inches in front of her.  So he liked having her soft pink tongue up it did
he?  Impulsively, she drew back her hand holding the wooden penis.  He'd
wish he had stayed on top of her.  She stabbed the weapon accurately
between his bum cheeks with all her force and the wooden prick head drove
deeply into his asshole.

   "Yeeeeeeoooooow!" he bellowed, not expecting it, and his face twisted in
pain.

   "No you don't," she snarled and leaped up on his back, forcing him down
on his knees and still driving the wooden cock up his shit hole.

   "Aaaaaaggggghhhhh, ooooohhhhh, noooooooo, Jodi, don't.  You crazy slut."
His hands whipped around to try and pull the wooden cock out of his hole
that was stretched to the splitting point.

   She laughed insanely and screwed the wooden cock in further, with all
her strength, and jumped back off him to look at the cruel weapon sticking
out from his strained shit hole.  She had put fully six inches up him and
he writhed and bucked to get it out but she tore his fingers away and threw
herself at him worming the wooden cock deeper with her belly, all the way
into his unfucked asshole.

   "Nooooooo, eeeooowwww," he wept, his fingers spreading his ass cheeks to
ease the agonizing pain.

   "You look fantastic, Shawn, with a prick up your ass.  How does it feel,
baby brother?" she squealed with glee as he crawled around the room moaning
and sobbing.

   "Y-you sadistic slut, Jodi.  Pull it out of me.  I-I hate you," he
stuttered and wrapped both hands around the wooden cock and tore it out of
his shit hole and staggered to his feet holding it.  He fixed her with a
malevolent look and without warning jumped across the room and shoved her
down on to the floor.

   "What are you going to do?  Oh my God, noooooooo ...  " she screamed as
he stuffed the wooden cock into her mouth.

   "Suck it," he hissed.

   "Uuuugggghhhh," she spluttered as its sticky length went in to her
mouth.

   He gritted his teeth and pulled it from her mouth and held her
spreadeagled on the floor and forced her legs open.  She was no longer so
willing to show him her cunt hole.

   "No, Shawn, you mustn't.  You don't know what you're doing," she howled
in vain.

   "I'll teach you," he snapped, thinking how good it'd look rammed into
her asshole, but instead he held open her cunt lips with two fingers and
swept the wooden cock between them.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh-no, Shawn, no.  It's too big and.  I can't take it,"
she wailed as it savagely bore in to her, deeper and deeper until she felt
she'd pass out with the pain.

   "No one will mistake you for a virgin," he laughed at her and stood up
looking at the wooden cock stuffed between her flaying legs with her red
cunt lips wrapped around it.  It was a shame, he told himself, because now
her cunt would be big and slack like an old whore's when he took her, but
she had asked for it.

   "Sonofabitch," she whimpered as she drew the tool out of her and flung
it across the room.  Tears spilled down her face as she soothed her
stretched cunt lips with her fingertips, feeling her slit would never be
the same again.

   "Now we are even," he scoffed, "but I'm warning you, don't try anything
like that again or you'll be sorry." He knelt and kissed her gently.

   "That was cruel, Shawn."

   "I know." He kissed her neck and her breasts and, pushing her back, he
trailed his tongue right down to her cunt and licked and sucked it softly.

   "Mmmmmmm-I still hate you, you beast," she moaned and sniffed and then
smiled.  His long probing tongue felt delicious sucking and sliding in and
out of her raw slit.  If she stayed angry at him he would stop and she
didn't want that.

   His tongue circled her pink clit and he closed his lips around it and
sucked it into his mouth, and it was like sucking a tiny nipple.

   "Ooohhh!  that feels much better," she sniffed and brushed her tears
away with her hand and looked down at him kneeling between her legs.

   He lifted his head, feeling her eyes on him, and he straightened up and
dropped his hand to his cock and started to rub it up.  It sent delicious
shivers through him, doing it in front of her just like he had done it in
front of Celia Rhodes.  She had made him do it, made him strip off his
clothes and pull himself until he came, and then she'd tell him to get hard
again.  and keep on pulling himself.  It excited him thinking about it.

   Jodi sighed and slid two fingers down to her twat and worked them around
her clit but it just didn't feel the same as Shawn sucking her.  She
watched his huge cock head pistoning through his fingers and wished she was
a man with a tool like that to play with and to piss through like a hose.

   "Watch me, Jodi," he groaned, falling on his back and spreading his legs
so she could see his balls and asshole.

   "I don't want to watch you wanking yourself off; its a waste," she
cried.

   "It isn't; look at me, Jodi."

   "All right, if you want me to," she gave in.  "Wank yourself looking at
my wet pussy." She stretched out in front of him with her legs open and
pulled apart her cuntlips and stuck her fingers inside.

   "It's beautiful," he cried.

   "Then shoot your spunk up in the air so I can see it splash all over
you," she urged.

   "Oh, yes, Jodi, yes." He flogged his meaty fuck stick with his eyes
fixed on her cunt, drawing his fingers down to his stem so his prick stood
up long and hard with irregular purple veins standing up along it.

   "Tell me what's going through your mind as you're pulling yourself off,
Shawn," she gasped, spreading open her legs as wide as she could.

   "I'm thinking of you, how you were when you were just a kid," he
gurgled. "If I had fucked you then I'd have split your little cunt wide
open with my prick and you'd have screamed and begged me to stop." His hand
moved faster, rising up to his prick head so it topped his fist like a big
mushroom.

   "I was tight and I would have screamed if you had fucked me when I was
ten," she drawled as her fingers crept in and out of her twat.

   "You fucking bitch," he hissed and the blood pounded at his temples as
he thought of her as she was when she was only a child with tight shorts
cutting into her ass cheeks.  He imagined how good it would have been to
have her alone, dragging down her panties and pulling open her pink crack
to stab his prick into her little cunt as she writhed and howled ...

   "You're about to come, Shawn," warned Jodi, recognizing all the signs.
She chortled as the first creamy blob of cream spat from his prick head
followed by a gusher of spunk shooting upward to splash down all over his
belly.  He pushed himself to his feet with his prick still firing and the
hot spunk running down the insides of his legs.

   "Silly little boy that pulls himself off," laughed Jodi feeling smug. 
She pulled her fingers from her cunt as he walked around her.

   "Shit!  But that felt good," he drawled and for no accountable reason he
felt a little ashamed of himself.

   "Well, it did nothing for me, again," grunted Jodi "and it's as hot as
hell in the house.  I'm going outside into the back garden.  Are you
coming?"

   "No-I don't feel like getting dressed," he yawned and stretched himself.
"Don't go, stay here with me."

   "I didn't say anything about getting dressed.  No one will see us
because the fences are high.  It'll be fun.  Haven't you ever wanted to run
wild with nothing on out in the open?"

   "I don't know.  Maybe I have, but there's always been people around."

   "There's no one around today, Shawn.  We can get a great suntan.  Come
on."

   They skipped through the house and into the back garden and felt the
burning sun soaking into their lithe bodies as they ran across the apron of
lawn heading for the trees and bushes down the back.

   "We can swim and play tennis, with nothing on," chirped Jodi.

   "Climb trees and wrestle with each other," laughed Shawn as she danced
around him with her breasts bouncing up and down and her buttocks quivering
like jelly.

   "Doesn't the sun feel fantastic, Shawn?"

   "Yes." He picked up a.  stick and waved it at her.

   "No, don't," she cried and laughed.

   He chased her the rest of the way to the trees with his limp cock
swinging between his legs.

   "Don't you dare hit me with that stick, Shawn." She ran over to a swing
and got on it.  "Give me a push to get me started," she begged.

   "I don't want to." He went over to the swimming pool and stood looking
at the blue water.  It was calm with hardly a ripple and he sat down on the
grass and watched Jodi on the swing.

   "I can see over the fences," she cried as she went higher and higher.

   "Get off before someone sees you," he shouted, thinking how lovely she
was.

   "I don't care if anyone does see me," she yelled back, but she stopped
swinging and came down and jumped off to join him.  She fell down on the
grass a few feet away from him and squinted as the sun flashed into her
eyes.

   "It's the best birthday I've ever had, Jodi," he smiled at her.  "Doing
all the things I've ever wanted to."

   "I'm glad, Shawn.  But we've only just started and we've got all night
as well," she reminded him.

   "I was thinking, watching you on the swing.  One day you'll meet some
guy and get married and have kids, and I'll miss you a lot."

   "Maybe I'll never get married," she said shading her eyes to look at
him. "Have you thought of that?  Maybe there'll be the two of us for ever
and ever and you'll make love to me and I'll make love to you and we'll
satisfy each other." She made a face at him.

   "I don't think so," he said glumly.  "I wish it could be that way but it
won't be.  You're too pretty and some guy will snap you up and I'll lose
you." He frowned and listened intently thinking he could hear the telephone
or the front doorbell ringing.

   "What's the matter?"

   "I thought I heard something," he muttered.

   "You're imagining it.  Relax.  There's no one else here."

   "I thought I heard a bell ringing."

   "Well, even if it did, we're not home," she grunted and wriggled around
near him behind a bush to get out of the sun.

   "You're right." He took her head in his lap and played with her hair,
feeling as if he could drop off to sleep.  It was a wonderful, lazy
feeling.

   She stared upward at the azure sky.  Like he said, it wouldn't always be
like this.  Already many things had changed.  Only a year ago her father
used to tuck her into bed and while he tucked her in, his hands had roamed
lightly over her body, touching her forming breasts and stroking the mound
of Venus between her legs.  She liked him touching her but for no reason at
all he had stopped.  Maybe he had thought she was growing up and getting
too knowing and might tell someone, quite innocently, that he played with
her.

   "What are you thinking about, Jodi?"

   "Nothing special," she lied, for she was thinking of the time she had
burst into the bathroom only a year ago and her father had come out of the
shower naked.  As they faced each other his cock grew hard and his hand
moved toward it and stopped, and he shouted at her for barging in on him.
Even then she had realized that she excited him and that he thought
sexually about her.  But that was as far as it went.

   "Jodi, don't tell me I'm imaging it.  There is someone at the house.  I
can hear them coming down the drive." He sat up and pushed her head from
his lap.

   "Oh, and I was nice and comfortable," she complained.

   He lay on his stomach, pulling her down next to him so they could peer
through the bushes.

   "You're too nervous, Shawn," she started.

   "Shhhhhh!  Look.  It's a man coming down the side of the house carrying
a bag.  He looks like a workman," he gasped.  "Now he's knocking on the
back door.  Don't make a sound and he might go away," he gulped.

   "I can see him," she whispered, then giggled noisily.

   "Quiet," he hissed.  "For God's sake, what are you doing?  Are you mad?
Get down, Jodi, he'll see you."

   "I don't care," she said rising to her feet.  "It could be very
interesting.  You stay and watch."

   "But, Jodi.  You're naked ...  "

   With a toss of her head Jodi strolled out from behind the bushes.

   "Jodi, come back here," he cried, but it was too late.  She was striding
brazenly toward the house and the man could not help but see her and he was
standing at the back door with his mouth gaping wide open as she came
toward him.

   "Stupid little slut," snarled Shawn.  She'd get them both into trouble.
What the hell was she up to?

   Jodi swung across the lawn and waved at the man who was standing rooted
to the spot.  As she reached him, she recognized him as the same plumber
who had been to the house before.  Vaguely she remembered his name was
Edward or Edwin or something like that.  He was beaming all over his silly
face like he had never seen a young naked girl before."

   "Come to look at your pipes, he said as a way of introduction and his
eyes shot all over her.

   "Edward, isn't it?" she smiled warmly and stopped a few feet from him.

   "Yes, that's right," he mumbled.

   "I'm Jodi.  I'm afraid mummy and daddy are away and won't be back for a
few days, but you can still do whatever it was that you came to do," she
finished, her eyes laughing at him.

   "Good.  I haven't much to do," he swallowed not taking his eyes from her
young, swelling tits.

   "Do you need to go into the house, Edward?"

   "Yes, the bathroom.  I could come back later, though."

   "No.  It's all right, really it is."

   He followed her into the house, staring at her quivering buttocks
bouncing in front of him.

   "I might even be able to give you a hand," she called over her shoulder.
Turning in to the bathroom, she faced him and looked him straight into his
eyes as she leaned up against the wall, her eyelashes fluttering
innocently.

   Shawn crouched behind the bushes waiting for her to come back.  She
didn't know what she was doing.  What on earth was keeping her?  Didn't she
realize what could happen, or didn't she care?

   "Been doing a little of sun bathing," mumbled Edward, as he dropped his
bag of tools on the floor and pretended to inspect the hot water tank.

   "Yes.  I can put some clothes on, though, if I'm distracting you!" she
said gently.

   "No, you're not distracting me," he gulped as she squatted down next to
him and her red twat gaped open.  His eyes fixed on a dribble of cum oozing
down the inside of her leg.  He started to sweat.  She had made it quite
clear that her parents were away and she was probably on her own.  It
looked to him like she was just begging to be fucked.  He found a wrench in
his bag and tightened a large nut on a pipe leading to the sink.  But it
was dangerous to touch her till she made her intentions absolutely clear.
He flung the wrench back in to the bag and smiled at her.

   "You slut, Jodi," snarled Shawn grinding his teeth.  He'd have to go
after her to see what she was up to.  He bent double and crept around the
bushes.  Now he was out in the open and he raced across the lawn, expecting
that at any moment the man would come out of the house.  He reached the
back door out of breath but he didn't go in.  Instead he moved around the
side of the house looking through the windows.  Now he heard voices and he
stood on his toes and managed to look through the bathroom window.  He saw
Jodi sitting on her haunches talking to the man squatting opposite her, and
they were both chatting like they were old friends.  The man's eyes were
eating Jodi up and she appeared to be enjoying it.

   "You're married and you say you have two children, a girl and a boy,
Edward," said Jodi.  "But you don't look old enough."

   "I'm twenty-seven.  How old are you, Jodi?"

   "Eighteen, hot and bored," she said boldly, and her red lips pouted.

   "Bored!  A pretty thing like you."

   "There's just nothing to do," she said blinking her big eyes.  "I'm so
glad you came, for company, Edward.  Can you stay a little while?"

   "Yes," he choked.  "I'm my own boss," he said proudly, "I can stay for
as long as you want." He dropped his hand on her knee.

   "I'm so glad, Edward."

   His hand slid along and dropped between her parted legs and touched her
moist twat.

   "It's awful being alone," she sighed.

   He nodded and slid his index finger up into her cunt and twirled it
around.

   "Shall we go into the lounge, Edward, where it's more comfortable and we
can relax.  I could get you a drink!" She rose to her feet and moved away
from him and his finger slid from her slit reluctantly.

   Shawn heard every word and he couldn't believe his ears.  He was livid
and at the same time he was panic-stricken.  She had made it perfectly
clear that she was going to give herself to the stranger to do with what he
liked.  He moved away from the window and gingerly hobbled over the rough
ground to the lounge room, not wanting to let her out of his sight.



   Chapter 5

   "I bet you're awfully hot in those heavy overalls, Edward.  Why don't
you take them off and make yourself more comfortable," said Jodi as she
took him into the lounge.  "While you're doing that I'll get you a drink.
How does a cold beer sound?"

   "Out of this world," grinned Edward, knowing he had guessed right.  The
hot little bitch was going to let him take her and it was just what he
needed.  He didn't need to be told twice take his clothes off.  She wanted
a good screwing, any fool could see that.  It wasn't every day he came
across a randy young girl needing cock so bad.  All these things tumbled
through his mind as he climbed out of his work clothes.

   Shawn peered through the lounge room window and saw the stranger taking
off his clothes.  He was big and fat but that wasn't what took his eye.  As
the man climbed out of his underwear, his heavy cock sprung up like a pipe
wrench.  It was enormous ...

   "I'm coming, Edward," called Jodi.

   Shawn gulped.  She'd never be able to take that.  She didn't know what
she was letting herself in for.  He should go in and stop it all before it
was too late.  But he didn't; he stayed at the window, fascinated.

   "Ooohhh, Edward," simpered Jodi coming into the lounge and bringing over
a glass of beer.  She set it down on the table.

   "You did say undress," said Edward smugly, posing for her to get a good
look at him.

   "Yes, I did," she gulped.  His prick was much longer, much fatter than
Shawn's.  Edward had a black mat of hair running down his chest to apex
around his huge urging donger.  Shawn had no hair on his chest.  Edward's
ball bag was like a cow's udder ...

   Shawn gnawed the flesh on the inside of his mouth as he saw Jodi go over
to the man and stand next to him to have her tits squeezed.  Then she moved
away and moved toward the window like she knew he was out there watching.
Maybe the bitch was going to draw the curtains so he couldn't see what was
going on!  No, instead she partly opened the window and went back to the
man.  She knew he was there, watching, and she wanted him to hear what was
going on as well, the whore.

   Edward lay down on his back on the floor and she stood over him,
lowering herself as his hand came up and his blunt fingers pulled open her
cunt lips.  Now she was on her haunches and he was able to suck her heaving
cunt.

   "Ooohhh, Edward, that's divine," she cried out.  "What would your wife
say if she knew?" She faced the window with Edward furiously sucking
between her legs.

   "Get down here, kid, under me," grunted Edward, pulling her down.

   "I don't know, your cock is enormous.  I've never seen one that big
before," she called out.

   "I won't hurt you.  I'll give it to you slowly," he promised.

   Jodi fell on her back, her legs climbing as Edward got between her
thighs and fumbled to fit his huge weapon into her.  She lay her head on
one side and saw Shawn's nose glued to the window.  It'd do him good to
watch her being taken, she told herself.  Let him see that other guys
wanted her.

   "You really want it, baby," mumbled Edward.

   "Yes-yes," she wailed so Shawn could hear her.  "You have such a big
prick, Edward, and I need so much to be fucked.  I want to feel it inch all
the way up inside of me." She lifted her legs up and held them open, ready
for his prick.

   "And you shall, kid.  Here it comes," snorted Edward.

   "Aaahhhgggg!  Ooohhh, Edward.  That's beautiful.  I've only had little
boys' cocks before," she screamed out for Shawn's benefit.  "Ram it all the
way into me.  I can take it," she cried gamely.

   Shawn told himself it was all a dream and it wasn't really happening,
but there it was right before his eyes and he wanted to smash through the
window to tear the ugly brute off his sister.  Instead he stood watching
his thick fuck stick boring in and out of her stretched cunt.  Her legs
were wrapped around the man's back and she was taking all he gave her.

   "Aaaggghhh, Edwaaarrrddd," she screamed, feeling herself cumming and
seeing Shawn's angry face glaring at her, watching her get the fucking of a
lifetime.

   "There's more yet," shouted Edward, cupping and twisting her tits in his
massive hands.  He used them to pull himself into her.

   "Beautiful fucker," she cried out as his cock pistoned in and out, her
cum pouring from her cunt in a never-ending tide and running down between
her ass cheeks.

   Edward pinched her nipples hard with his fingertips till they were blood
red and pulsing as he felt his spunk start to climb up his stalk.  He rode
her like she was a filly that had to be broken in, and finally his balls
were hard up against her asshole.

   "It's heavenly, Edward," she panted as she contracted her cunt muscles
around his prick so he wouldn't pull out of her.  She wanted him to shoot
his whole sticky load right into her.

   "I'm cumming," he croaked wildly and shoved his prick as far as it would
go into her.

   "Not yet, Edward, hold off, hold off till I'm ready to cum," she begged.

   "It's too late.  Uuuggghhh, aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" he roared as his spunk
started shooting from his prick deep inside of her, hissing and spurting as
it shooted from his prick head to gush along her horny cunt walls.

   "Yes, now, I'm ready," she wailed as his steaming hot spunk exploded
inside her cunt and his prick jerked backward and forward inside her fur
burger.

   Edward collapsed on top of her, feeling his shiny length of prick
shrinking and finally plopping out of her hole.

   "I've never had it so good before," she gasped as she wriggled from
under him.  "Can you come again after you've rested?"

   "Sure I can, kid.  If you need it again." Suddenly his face froze and
his leyes bulged.

   "What's wrong, Edward?" She frowned "You look awful.  Are you all
right?"

   "The window," he pointed.  "There's someone out there, watching us." He
started to panic.  It had all been too easy.  Maybe she had set him up. 
Maybe she was pregnant and wanted to hook a man to save her skin.

   "Oh, that!" She relaxed.  "It's nothing.  It's only my brother, Shawn.
He's been there all the time," she said casually.

   "All the time?  What's he doing there?"

   "Watching us, Edward.  It probably turned him on watching us fucking. 
Shall I get him?"

   "No," he cried, catching her arm to stop her and he got up.

   "Why not?" she laughed.  "It could be fun.  I've never been screwed by
two guys at once before." She giggled at his horrified face and jumped up.

   "No, don't.  I can't stay.  I must be going," he called after her as she
bounded from the room.  She was a nut and so was her brother.  What had he
got himself into?

   "Shawn, where are you?  Come on out," yelled Jodi, going around the side
of the house looking for him.  The idea had taken hold in her mind.  It
would be fantastic to have two cocks surging up and going inside of her ...

   "You fucking, dirty slut.  You cheap whore," whimpered Shawn coming out
of the bushes behind her, his eyes like chipped ice and his mouth set.

   "Oh, there you are," she said spinning around.  "I've been looking for
you."

   "You common whore," he snarled at her through bared teeth.

   "Now that's not nice, Shawn.  I was going to ask you if you had enjoyed
watching us through the window," she taunted, standing with her hands on
her hips.  She smirked, not caring what he thought.

   "You let a perfect stranger fuck you, Jodi!"

   "Yes, why not?"

   "And did he-did he ...  "

   "Yes, all the way."

   "You let him blow in you?" he howled.

   "Yes, of course he did," she chortled.  "And he had a lot more to give
me than you did.  Maybe he doesn't jerk off as much as you do.  Anyway,
come on in and meet him."

   "No." He took a step backward.

   "Don't be silly, Shawn.  He's only a man the same as you are.  Now if I
had a naked woman in the house you'd come running.  You come inside this
minute," she said stamping her foot.

   "Why, haven't you had enough, you bitch!  Shit, I can see it running
down your legs," he bellowed.

   "So come inside and you'll see a lot more.  If you stay outside then
you'll see nothing because I'll draw the curtains.  And you do want to see,
don't you, darling brother?"

   "You're going to let him take you again, aren't you?"

   "Yes.  I'm going in now, Shawn." She moved away.  "I'll be locking all
the doors and I won't come back out for hours." She knew that he would
follow her; he wouldn't be able to help himself.

   "But this was to be my day, Jodi, just you and me," he yelped and
tripped over a sharp stone as he hurried after her.

   "It is your day, Shawn.  Just think of all the different things three of
us can do together," she cajoled and then laughed wildly.

   Edward was in the lounge sitting in a chair with his underpants on.  He
looked uncomfortable and self-conscious when they came in and Shawn was
introduced.  Then he grinned because Shawn was naked and he put two and two
together and realized why Jodi had been in the garden without a stitch on.
The two had been making love together.  Somehow it made everything all
right.  It explained why Shawn had been looking in the window.

   Jodi's eyes twinkled as she looked from Edward to Shawn and then went to
close the drapes.

   They've fucked each other lots of times, Edward said to himself,
glancing at Shawn's limp prick.  It wasn't a bad weapon and it would have
been enough far a small girl like Jodi.

   Shawn didn't know what to do with himself.  He felt like he was the
intruder, the outsider now.  He sat on the floor, his eyes glued to a bead
of spunk dripping from Edward's prick head.  It had been inside his sister
and had shot its load and she wanted more of it!

   "Well," said Jodi.  "Shall we get on with it?"

   They both looked at her and Shawn understood.  She wanted bath of them
at once pumping away inside of her with her cunt hole stretched around
their two pricks.  The randy little bitch didn't know what she was asking
for.  By God, though, if that was what she wanted then that would be what
she got, even if she screamed the house down.

   Edward looked at Shawn as if to say he'd go along with anything she
wanted and he grinned like he too didn't think she'd be able to take it.

   "How about down on the floor?" suggested Jodi, breaking the silence. 
Nimbly she dropped down on the carpet in front of them, her thoughts
racing. She inched her legs open and dropped her hand deliberately to her
slit, feeling their eyes watching her every move.  She parted her slit and
lay back waiting for them to join her.

   Edward was the first to move.  He got up and stripped off his underpants
and his bull-sized prick stood out in front of him.  He knelt down next to
her and fondled her breasts.

   "Shawn?" She ordered him down with her eyes as she threw her legs open
so he could see Edward's spunk glistening in her cunt.  Her dewy honeypot
was an open invitation and she didn't care which of them got in first.

   "Who shaved you, Shawn?" Edward asked when they were both around Jodi,
mauling and inspecting her body.

   "She did," grinned Shawn.

   "Because he told me to," argued Jodi.  "He said it would make his cock
look longer, and it does, and it's sexier.  I rubbed oil all over it but
most of it came off when he fucked me," she said blatantly like it was
natural that her brother should have screwed her.

   "It's a good-sized prick and it'll grow much bigger," said Edward
admiring it.  "Mine was pretty small when I was about your age but playing
with it made it this big," he said proudly.

   "I bet you've fucked lots of women," said Shawn as he pulled his prick
to life.

   "A few, but none as pretty or as randy as your sister.  She's a lulu."

   They both laughed and their pricks formed an arch over her belly, the
two prick heads touching like dueling pistols.

   "Fantastic," shuddered Jodi, taking both their cocks in her hands and
rubbing the bulbous heads together.  She drew them toward her mouth to let
them know what she wanted.

   "Let her, Shawn," said Edward, reading her thoughts and wanting to see
her pretty sulking lips stretched around their cocks.  Someone had taught
her well.  She looked far too young for such experienced sex, but she
seemed to know what she was doing.

   Jodi opened her mouth as wide as she could, and her tongue lapped first
around Shawn's prick, and then around Edward's before she squeezed them
into her mouth and down her throat.  She gagged for a second, then took
more.

   Shawn stared amazed at their pricks stuffed in her mouth.  Jodi's wet
red lips were closed about them and she was taking their full lengths down
her throat without any trouble.  Now his balls were against her chin but
still Edward had a couple of inches to go.  Her teeth nibbled like she
wanted them to blow but nervously like she wasn't sure if she could swallow
all the spunk they'd have to give her.

   "I don't believe it," hissed Edward, plunging the rest of his cock into
Jodi's mouth.

   Jodi spat their cocks out of her mouth and grinned willfully at both of
them.  "I'm ready," she said quietly.  "But I want you to rape me," she
said and started to struggle furiously like she was being taken against her
will.

   "You bitch, if that's how you want it then that's how you'll get it."
Shawn rolled her on top of him so he could fuck her from underneath and he
shouted at Edward to climb up on her buttocks to give it to her from
behind.

   "Yes, yes, yes-you bastards, rape me," she hollered again and again.

   "Get up on top of her, Edward, you bastard," snarled Shawn.  "And stuff
that dirty great prick of yours into her cunt with mine.  Afterward you can
have a chance at her asshole and we'll see how she likes it, the bitch."
His own cock glided inside of her, hardly touching the sides, and she
laughed harshly and raked at his face with her arched fingers.

   Edward laughed and mounted her with his huge dick thrusting at her slack
cunt.  He bent back so he could watch Shawn's prick going in and out of
her, then both of their cocks formed a wedge and drove in forcefully.

   She stopped laughing and her mouth fell open in disbelief.  It felt like
a pole was driving up between her legs and she started to fight in earnest
because now she really was being raped.  It wasn't a game anymore.  They
rammed deeper and deeper and she let out a long cry, knowing it was useless
to beg them to stop.

   Edward wrapped his arms around her and humped furiously with his balls
rubbing against Shawn's pistoning stalk.  He knew that Jodi wasn't
pretending anymore because no girl could take that much prick and like it.
She was howling and her tears were running down her face as he caught hold
of her tits and squeezed them savagely.

   Jodi turned her head, her eyes pleadingly aghast, but Edward only
grinned at her and thrust in deeper as if her widening eyes urged him on.

   "All you've got, Edward," shouted Shawn and cruelly he put both hands
around their cocks as they slid into her to wipe any lubrication away so
she'd get their pricks raw.  He wanted to hear her beg and it would be
music to his ears.

   "Shawn, noooooooo," she gave in as the twin fuck sticks ripped and drove
right up into her belly.  She bit her lower lip till it bled knowing it was
a waste of time trying to stop them.  She wept knowing they were taking her
at her word like wild stallions that wouldn't stop until they were
finished.

   "You cock-hungry little bitch.  I'll teach you," roared Shawn.  "You
always were a slut.  Take this," and he forced another inch of cock into
her.

   "Aiiiyeeeeee!  Damn you, damn you," she cursed.

   "And this," hollered Edward, ramming his telegraph pole forward.

   Her cunt hole was no longer slack and moist.  It was as tight as a drum
and dry as sandpaper and she felt shooting pains through her groin and
started to understand just what it felt like to be raped.  But there wasn't
a thing she could do about it.

   Balls of sweat rolled down Edward's face as he worked hard, for there
wasn't much further to go, and once his balls were hard up against her he'd
be able to shoot.  That'd be the only way he'd be able to get his prick out
of her, after it went limp.  Then it happened as he bucked forward again
with the silken skin stretched to the limit.  She let out a blood curdling
scream and his prick surged forward.  They had done it.  They had split her
cunt wide open.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" Her head flung backward and tossed from side to
side as a slicing pain shot through her.  Her scream rattled through her
half-open lips as the two pricks sank right up to their balls in her.

   "Hurrah," cried Shawn, drawing out of her and wriggling from under her
he went around to see Edward's prick being pulled out of her.

   "You've split my cunt open," wailed Jodi.  "You beasts, beasts," she
sobbed and sank down on her stomach.

   "We're not done with you yet," cried Shawn.  "Help me get her up,
Edward, and we'll finish with her.

   She was hardly listening to them, but then the very worst thing that she
could have imagined happened to her as they dragged her back onto her knees
and parted her ass cheeks.

   "You take it because you're the biggest," said Shawn gleefully.

   "Do you think we ought to?  She looks like she's had enough, Shawn."

   "What are you doing," she cried out.

   "You'll find out soon enough.  You promised we could do anything,
anything at all," reminded Shawn.  "And we're going to."



   Chapter 6

   "No more, please, Shawn," she sobbed.  Her cunt felt like it was on fire
and all she wanted to do was sink into a bath of icy water to sooth it.

   "It's not your cunt we're interested in, dear sister."

   It dawned on her too late and she struggled to get up but Shawn leaped
on her back and held her down on her knees while he pulled her small ass
cheeks open.

   "Now?" grunted Edward.

   "Now," grinned Shawn.  "Give it to her."

   "Not my ass, oh please, pleeeeese," she screamed out in fear.  "Shawn,
please don't let Edward take me," she howled.

   "Now," shouted Shawn.  "What are you waiting for?"

   "Listen," hushed Edward.  "There's someone at the door." They froze, not
making a single sound, not moving a muscle.  The door bell was ringing and
Jodi let out a sigh of relief.

   "Someone must have heard her screaming," said Edward, his face pale.

   "Get up, Jodi," snapped Shawn, "and put a dressing gown on and see who
it is." He pulled her to her feet.

   "I can't.  I can hardly move," she wailed, standing with her legs wide
open." You go."

   "No.  You see who it is and get rid of them," shouted Shawn, grabbing
her by the shoulders and giving her a shake.  He spun her around and gave
her bottom a stinging slap to send her on her way.

   She hobbled out of the lounge room and took a raincoat from a hook in
the hall before going to the front door.  Pulling it on and around her, she
inched the door open and saw a man and a woman standing there.  They were
perhaps in their middle thirties and both of them were smiling.

   "Good afternoon," said the man.  "My name is Andrew Snark and this is my
wife, Maria.  We are in your area demonstrating a revolutionary new
slimming belt, though I can see that you wouldn't need one," he smirked and
gave a hearty laugh.

   "I'm sorry but my parents are away." She looked down and saw the
raincoat had opened at her waist and that was what the man had meant.  She
went to close the door.

   "Just a minute, young lady.  I want to show you something." He whipped
open a small attache case.  "This is our body beautiful kit and I'm sure
you'll be interested in trying ...  "

   "I'm sure I wouldn't be," she interrupted him.

   "Hand lotions," said the woman.  "Face creams and soothing lotions for
all over your body."

   "But I was about to take a shower.  You've caught me unaware.  Perhaps
some other time," said Jodi weakening.

   "I'm sure you have a divine body and want to look after it.  You could
try some samples while you're taking a shower," wheedled the woman and she
leaned against the door, opening it wide enough to step in.

   "But, but-"

   "What did you say your name was?" asked the man coming in behind his
wife.

   "I didn't, but it's Jodi.  I don't think you should come in." She looked
over her shoulder wanting to warn Edward and Shawn.

   "Five minutes," boomed the man.  "And call me Andrew."

   "We could show you our lotions in any room you like, and do call me
Maria," smiled the woman.

   "I haven't got any money," Jodi said desperately.

   "Then we'll leave samples for you to try and call back later," cooed
Maria.

   Jodi plodded along the hall with them right behind her and made to turn
into the kitchen when the lounge door flew open and Shawn came out.

   "Did you get rid of them, Jodi?" He stood stock still and his face went
white when he saw the man and the woman.

   "This is my brother, Shawn," grinned Jodi sweetly and reminded herself
how badly he had treated her.  Why should she protect him!

   "I-I," stuttered Shawn and tried to cover his nakedness with his hands.
"This is Andrew and his wife, Maria," Jodi went on, not caring.  "They're
selling beauty aids," she laughed.

   Andrew looked at his wife and back at Shawn and his face creased into a
grin.

   Shawn backed into the lounge room and the door opened wide showing
Edward sitting hunched up in a chair.

   "And that's Edward," said Jodi unkindly pointing at him.

   "Any more?" boomed Andrew.

   "No, that's all of us," shrugged Jodi.  "Do you still want to come in?"

   "I don't think-" started Shawn, giving her a vicious look.

   "Well, we're here and we've all met so how about getting to know each
other," beamed Maria taking it all in her stride and marching into the
lounge room.

   They were in the middle of an orgy, Andrew told himself as he followed
Maria.  It was quite obvious that the two fellows had been fucking the
young girl.

   "I was about to leave," cried Edward jumping from the chair and looking
around for his clothes.

   "Nonsense," Andrew bellowed.  "We're all adult people and it's damn hot
outside so get on with whatever you were doing and we won't disturb you,
will we, Maria?"

   "Of course not.  Take no notice of us," she smiled.

   She was quite tall and she had long black hair.  Her eyes were like wet
agates and her mouth was wide and smiling.  She wore a white, two-piece
suit that couldn't hide her trim body, though her breasts were big and
surging under her tight linen.  Her skirt was short and showed a nice pair
of legs dressed in black net stockings that showed a pair of strong,
muscular calves.

   "Aren't you hot in that plastic raincoat, my dear?" Andrew asked looking
hard at Jodi.

   "Yes, I'm sweltering," she grinned.  "I only put it on to open the front
door."

   "I thought so," said Andrew giving her a knowing look.  "Wouldn't you be
more comfortable with it off?"

   No one said a word and the room was quiet as all eyes turned to look at
Jodi.

   "Yes, I would." She unbuttoned the coat and slid it over her shoulders,
letting it fall to the floor.

   "What a simply divine body," gasped Maria breaking the silence.

   "Thank you," said Jodi.

   "Beautiful," grunted Andrew.  "Now you mustn't feel ill at ease.  You
see, both Maria and I are swingers and we're both very broadminded." He
winked at her.

   "I think I'll take a shower and freshen up," smiled Jodi.  "I'll feel
much better for it."

   "Of course.  Off you go, my girl," simpered Maria and she sat down in
one of the chairs.

   "But, Jodi," cried Shawn moving toward her.

   "You stay there.  And you as well, Edward." Her eyes flashed a warning.
"Or it'll be the worse for you," she added under her breath.  "Andrew and
Maria are quite welcome to stay." She smiled at them.

   "Like I said," Andrew grinned.  "We'll be no trouble, no trouble at all"
He at in the chair next to his wife and smiled at Edward.

   "This is crazy." Shawn ran his fingers through his hair when Jodi left
the room.

   "Who the hell are you barging into our house," he exploded and glared at
the couple.

   "We were passing by," said Maria quietly, "and I said to Andrew, that's
a girl crying out and we came to your front door and sure enough, we heard
screams."

   Shawn's mouth closed shut with a snap.

   "Screams of pain," Andrew went on.  "Like a girl being hurt and things
being done to her against her will.  He looked hard at Edward who shrank
lower into his chair.

   "So we rang your bell," Maria finished.  "We're traveling agents for
Lochial cosmetics and we ring door bells all day long."

   "And meet all kinds of people.  All kinds," grimaced Andrew.  "Of
course, we could have gone to the police and told them we had heard a girl
screaming in this house ...  "

   "I see," said Shawn slowly.

   "But we didn't," Andrew went on.  "And here we are sitting with you,
already friends.  And that pretty young girl is your sister, is she?" He
looked directly between Shawn's legs so his words would carry their full
meaning.

   "Yes," answered Shawn in a small voice.

   "I'm back.  I didn't take long, did I?" cried Jodi, prancing back into
the room wearing only a pair of tight briefs.

   "And we've all gotten to know each other," laughed Andrew running his
eyes over her.

   "Fine.  And I feel much better," smiled Jodi looking at Shawn.  "Much,
much better."

   Andrew unbuttoned the front of his shirt and looked at Maria.

   "Yes, it's hot and I'm sure they won't mind.  They all look so cool,"
tinkled Maria.  "You don't mind do you, Jodi?" Her hand went to the zipper
in her skirt and she stood up.

   "No, of course not."

   "But you can't," Shawn mumbled and stopped as Andrew stood up and
unbuckled his trousers.

   Maria pulled down the zipper and her skirt dropped to the floor, and
then she kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned her top.

   "You don't understand," Shawn tried again.

   "What don't we understand?" asked Maria, going over to him and slowly
stripping off her top.  Her huge breasts rippled under a thin cotton
sweater that she eased up over her head.

   "Nothing," said Shawn swallowing hard as he found himself staring at a
big pair of breasts.

   Maria put her hand on his arm and looked slow ly down between his legs
to let him know that she did understand.

   "We don't even know you," Edward grumbled from his chair.

   "That's soon fixed," laughed Maria, and she dropped her hand and caught
hold of Shawn's balls.

   "Ouch," he yelled, then grinned and went red.

   "Maybe you can teach Shawn a thing or two" Jodi said to Maria.  "He was
teaching, me a few things before you came, weren't you, Shawn," she said
meaningfully.

   "Teach him things?  I'm sure I can," gurgled Maria.  "If he doesn't mind
a thirty-six year-old woman tutoring him." She pulled his head against her
breasts as she wriggled her panties and stockings down her legs to stand
naked.  She put her arms around him.

   "Well," boomed Andrew, climbing out of his underwear and talking to
Jodi. "It's all good clean fun." He tried to think back to when he had
taken such a young-looking girl and couldn't remember.

   Edward looked from Jodi to Maria.  One was only a child and the other
was a woman in full bloom, and, his prick started to harden as he got up.
If he didn't join them he'd be left out of it.

   "I'm glad you came," said Jodi going over to Andrew.  "Things were
starting to get out of hand if you know what I mean." She fixed her eyes on
the forest of black hair between his legs around his fattening fuck stick.

   "I know what you mean," he grinned and put his arm around her waist.

   She told herself that he'd know how to treat a young girl and she lifted
her face and let him kiss her ...

   "Hello," cried Edward, going over to Maria and Shawn, and he held his
hard prick in his hand like an offering.

   "Hello yourself, big boy." She put her hand over his so she was holding
both of their pricks and she started to massage them gently.  She folded at
the knees drawing them both down to the carpet with Shawn's mouth fastened
to one of her breasts.

   "Maria can fit in anywhere," grinned Andrew looking over at her.  "She
likes them young and spirited." He led Jodi over to a corner and they sat
on the floor while he ran his mouth down her neck leaving a string of love
bites.  His hand went between her legs to her cunt and he felt her stiffen.

   "Like I said, things were getting out of hand when you came," she
explained.

   "I'll be gentle," he promised and his prick stuck up like a pole.

   "It's not that I've had too much.  I never seem to have enough," she
whispered.  "It's just that I had too much at once," she said, hoping that
he would know what she meant.

   "Both at once?" His eyes questioned her.

   She nodded yes.

   "You're a brave little girl.  They're both big and even Maria would have
trouble taking them both," he grunted.  "Was that why you screamed out?"

   "No."

   "Then why?" He took her small hand and put it around his prick.

   "My ass," she said in a tiny voice.

   "Oh.  I see," he laughed.  "That's different.  And you let them?"

   "I-I thought I could take it." She rubbed his cock and it writhed and
grew in her hand, all purple and hairy and ready for her cunt if she wanted
it.

   "Who shaved you, Shawn?" Maria asked in a loud voice so her husband
would hear.

   "Jodi," cried Shawn as she ran her fingers around his crotch.

   "Did you shave him?" Andrew asked her.

   "Yes, this morning, in the bathroom.  You see, it's his birthday." She
felt it was enough of an explanation.

   "It's like velvet," crooned Maria stroking Shawn's prick head and
fingering his cock eye, knowing exactly what she was doing to excite him.
He would be the first to get into her black cunt and afterward Edward could
take a turn.

   Edward shook his head.  The room seemed filled with naked bodies, two
other naked men and two naked women and one of them playing with his cock.

   Maria drew the two young men down on top of her and they rolled together
in a sea of arms and legs with her tits being squeezed and in turn two big
pricks being jammed up to their full length.

   "You're quite a gal," laughed Andrew.  "Is there no end to your
inventiveness?  You shave cocks and offer your ass to two big guys ...  "

   "And I can do much, much more," she gurgled, feeling she was almost
ready to let him take her.  He had promised to be gentle!  But she didn't
want only a quick fuck, for here was the opportunity of a lifetime.

   "I bet you can, little girl," he boomed.

   "I don't want a quick fuck," she said boldly.  "I want it to last so I
can enjoy it."

   Andrew eased her backward and climbed over her and looked down at her.
From the corner of his eye he saw Maria organizing the lads.  She was on
her hands and knees sucking Edward, and Shawn was about to take her from
behind.  He gently lowered himself over Jodi and let her guide his fuck
stick to the mouth of her cunt.

   "Slowly," she whispered, as his cock head filled her slit.  She turned
her head to one side to watch Maria being fucked.  Her massive tits -hung
like a cow's udders as her head jerked up and down sucking the whole length
of Edward's prick.

   The only sounds in the room were the slurping of cocks attacking wet
cunts.

   Andrew eased his prick into Jodi's fuck hole as gently as he could,
knowing that if he bored hard into her she would leap up and not let him
touch her again.

   "A little more, a little harder," she smiled up at him.

   "You like being fucked, don't you, Jodi?"

   "Yes-I love it," she gasped as his cock went deeper into her.

   "Do you get fucked often?"

   "Not nearly enough," she panted.  "If I could I'd go naked all the
time." She washed her lips with the tip of her tongue.  "And I'd let any
man that wanted to fuck me.  I really would," she cried out, getting
excited.  "All I can think about is cock, beautiful cock," she wailed, on
the verge of a climax.  She ground her hips upward, telling him to give her
all he had.

   He drove hard into her now, unable to help himself and rode backward and
forward, faster and faster, forgetting his good intentions, to be gentle
and not to hurt her.

   "Oooohhhh-rm cumming, I'm cuuummmiiiinnnngggg, Andrew.  Give it all to
me," she wailed and her body thrashed up and down.

   He reared up on her his stalk, swiftly thrusting in and out and he
caught hold of her legs roughly and held them up, wide apart.  The sheer
delight of seeing his thick prick scything her small pink slit was too much
for him and his spunk exploded deep inside of her.

   "Oooaaaggghhh!" she cried out as his hot torrent poured along her love
tunnel.

   "Uuuuuugggggghhhhhh," he groaned, letting go of her legs and falling a
dead weight across her.

   "Andrew, that was divine," she gasped, crushed beneath him.  "But soon
I'm going to need more.  Do you hear me, Andrew?  More."



   Chapter 7

   It was early evening and a wood fire burned in the lounge room sending
up exploding spirals of orange sparks that rushed up the chimney.

   "I'm glad they've gone.  They were good fun but it's nice to be on our
own again," grunted Shawn nursing Jodi in his arms.  They sat on the floor
watching pictures formed by the glowing wood coals.

   "So am I.  But wasn't it an experience?" she chortled.  "Edward didn't
want to go and I had to almost push him out of the house.  And that Maria
...  "

   "I know.  She loves cock nearly as much as you do.  I lost count how
many times we took her.  I don't think I'll forget today for as long as I
live," he laughed.

   They wore dressing gowns, having bathed and eaten thick steaks they had
cooked on the charcoal griller.  A bottle of wine had finished off their
meal.

   "The day is nearly over," he said sadly.

   "Not quite." Jodi's eyes twinkled.

   "Now what are you up to?" he asked hugging her tightly.

   "I've a little surprise for you.  We've still got all night you know."

   "Go on," he said expecting the worst.

   "Well, I've got it all planned.  Last week I invited one of my
girlfriends over to stay."

   "You did what?"

   "I said-"

   "I know what you said, but I thought there'd be just you and me, in bed,
making love ...  "

   "But this girl is different, Shawn.  You see, she's still a virgin and
she's going to sleep with me."

   "Oh, that's great," he groaned.  He saw his night of sexual romping with
her slowly disappearing.

   "Wait, Shawn, this girl is so uptight that I'm sure you'll take her
virginity because she's simply begging for sex.  She doesn't know it, of
course." She giggled.  "You know her, you've met her.  Her name is Kyla
Grey."

   "Kyla!  You must be joking.  She won't let any of the guys near her.  We
call her tin pants." He conjured up a mental picture of her.  She was a
blonde with big bouncing breasts.  She had angry green eyes and a small red
mouth.  She had no sisters or brothers and most likely had never seen a
cock in her life.  She was just eighteen.

   "Kyla," she went on, "likes you.  She told me so herself."

   "But she's a bloody virgin," he wailed.

   "So," she cocked her head and looked up at him.  "Could you think of a
better birthday present?"

   "Jodi, you're evil.  Do you know that?"

   She chuckled and rested her head against his chest.

   "She probably won't let me near her," he complained.

   "You'll get her; I'll help you," she said confidently.  "Like I said,
we've got all night.  And Kyla has a magnificent body.  I know; I've seen
it."

   "When?" he fired at her.

   "Last year, at summer camp.  We went skinny-dipping together.  And all
the time the only thing we talked about was men.  That was a year ago so
you can imagine how randy she must be now.  I can tell you, if you have sex
with her it'll be like nothing you've had before.  She must be so tight ...
"

   She was right and it was a challenge.  To be the first to take Kyla was;
every boy's dream and here he had a golden opportunity.

   "Mmmmmmmm!  You smell nice, of bath oil and aftershave lotion," sighed
Jodi.

   "What time is Kyla coming?" he asked in a thick voice.

   "I told her about eight.  What's the time now?"

   "Seven-thirty."

   "Are you still mad at me, Shawn?"

   "No, of course not." He planted a kiss on the top of her head.

   "We'll probably have a few drinks and sit around talking," she said.  "I
wouldn't come on too strong if I were you, Shawn.  I mean, you can't throw
open your dressing gown in front of her and say, `Look at this.' If you do,
she'll turn and run.  Just take things as they come and tonight you'll
learn how to seduce a young woman."

   "You don't have to give me a lecture, Jodi," he growled.

   "I know that, silly.  I only wanted to warn you.  Kyla is shy and
sensitive and you'll need to be careful.  In fact," she studied her
fingernails.  "I don't even think she's on the pill so for Christ's sake
don't make her pregnant."

   "Shit.  That's all I need.  I don't know if it's such a good idea,
Jodi."

   "Well, it's too late now," she said in a huff.

   "It's all been arranged and Kyla's coming."

   She stood up and her filmy nighty clung to her body.  "If you must know,
I've been looking forward to tonight."

   "What do you mean, Jodi?"

   "Well, if you don't want Kyla, I do.  There, I've said it and you can
think what you like." She stamped from the room wanting to be by herself
for a little while.

   She's a lesbian as well, my own sister, Shawn grinned to himself.  But
he should have known that after seeing her up in the attic with Virginia.
It promised to be a most interesting night.

   The fire cast shadows around the room as the hungry flames curled around
an old log.  It had been a hot day but in the hills the nights were cold.
Shawn felt the heat fan his face and he thought of the times he and Jodi
had stood naked with their backs to the fire warming their bottoms when
they were babies.  It seemed like a million years ago.

   The luminous face of his watch told him it was only a few minutes before
eight.  Maybe Kyla wouldn't come!  She was a shy girl and she never talked
very much, but Jodi would draw her out.  No doubt Jodi would do many things
before the night was done with.  Jodi could get away with murder if she
tried.

   The sound of a car rolling into the drive and crunching over the heavy
gravel brought him back from his reflections.  Kyla had arrived.  It had to
be her because they weren't expecting anyone else.  His heart started to
pound and his mouth went dry.  It was one thing making love to Jodi, but it
was another thing doing it to a girl like Kyla.  Damn Jodi.  He wished she
hadn't asked Kyla to come.  Jodi was at the front door and he heard the
undertone of voices, then tinkling laughter.  It was too late now and he
would have to go and meet her.

   He made his way into the hall and stopped dead.  Was this the timid Kyla
he knew, standing there in a low-cut dress with her huge tits swelling and
spilling from her dress!  Her long blonde hair was brushed to spun gold and
it cascaded over her bare shoulders and down her back.  Her eyes were the
only thing unchanged.  They were still green like raging seas that had
spilled across a thousand ocean floors.  He was thunderstruck.  She was
absolutely beautiful.  It didn't seem possible that she could still be a
virgin.

   "Hello, Shawn.  Happy birthday." She came over to him and brushed her
lips across his.

   "Kyla," he said coming back to his senses.  "I'm glad you were able to
come."

   "Isn't she lovely," gurgled Jodi taking his arm.  "Come into the lounge,
Kyla, and warm yourself." She hooked her other arm through hers.  "Leave
your bag of night things there." She caught Shawn's eye.  "We'll put them
away later."

   "It's a lovely house," smiled Kyla.

   "Yes, isn't it," said Shawn.  "It's over a hundred years old."

   "And this room is magnificent." Kyla stood in the door of the lounge
admiring the paneled walls and the high ceiling.  "And an open fire!" She
rushed over to it and knelt in front of it.

   "Where's the shy little mouse I knew?" Shawn whispered into Jodi's ear
as they went to join Kyla.

   "It's only an act to cover her nervousness, said Jodi knowingly. 
"You'll see."

   They sat in a half-circle nursing drinks and making small talk but the
air was electric.  The magic was in the things unsaid and in the knowing
looks they passed to each other.  Their being alone in the big old house
was a suggestion in itself.

   "You'll sleep with me, Kyla," said Jodi, and she lounged on one elbow
and half of one breast showed through the opening of her nightie.  She made
no attempt to hide it.

   "I'm glad.  I hate sleeping alone, Jodi.  Would you mind if I changed
into something more comfortable?"

   "No, of course not.  I'll show you the bedroom.  Will you fix us fresh
drinks, Shawn?  We won't be long."

   "Sure." He watched both of their small tight bottoms bouncing as they
left the room and he went over to the bar to fix three long gin and tonics.
He still couldn't get over the change in Kyla.  It was like she was a
different person.  He poured generous portions of gin into the girls
glasses because it was said that gin was great as a leg opener and it could
help with Kyla.

   The old log in the fire was burned right through and he prodded at it
with a poker and buried it under a pile of coals while he waited for the
girls.  Jodi would be having the first look at Kyla now as she changed into
her night clothes and it was anyone's guess what they'd be talking about.
Maybe Jodi was preparing her for the onslaught!  He gave a low laugh. 
That'd be Jodi.

   "Did you fix those drinks?" cried Jodi coming back, and she stood to one
side of the door as Kyla came in so Shawn would get an unobstructed view of
her.

   His eyes grew large when he saw her.  She wore a Roman toga-type nightie
that left one shoulder bare.  The material was a thin black gauze that
barely came down to her knees.  It was like the nightie was glued to her
luscious body for it showed every line and curve.  Her breasts stuck out
like primed torpedoes as she waltzed into the room.  She turned around to
say something to Jodi and he saw her nightie was pinched between her
buttocks just where the ends of her long golden hair touched.

   "It's a big bedroom, Jodi.  Mine is much smaller," she said and went
over to the fire.  She took the glass that Shawn held out to her and she
drank greedily.  "Mmmmmm, that's just right, thank you."

   He tore his eyes off her because it was making his cock stand up beneath
his dressing gown and any moment it could burst free.  She was absolutely
ravishing.  She was gorgeous, and she was a virgin.  It was all too
unbelievable.

   "I wish I could wear clothes like you but I'm too small.  I've hardly
any figure at all," complained Jodi as Shawn handed her a drink.  "Isn't
that right, Shawn?"

   "Huh?  I'm sorry, I wasn't listening."

   "I said isn't it a fact that I've hardly any figure at all," she
repeated.

   "How would he know?" gurgled Kyla.

   "Oh, he knows.  He's seen me in the raw enough to be able to say."

   Kyla looked down at her feet and smiled to herself.  She wanted to say
something but she held it back because it wasn't the time or the place.

   "And I've seen him, naked," Jodi said deliberately and sat down in a
chair with her legs crossed.

   "Absolutely naked?" Kyla looked over at Shawn, her face a blank.

   "Absolutely." Jodi sipped her drink.

   "Well, you know how it happens," shrugged Shawn feeling he had to
explain.  "We rush from room to room and we were brought up hardly to
notice each other." Kyla's blank look worried him.  What was going on in
that head of hers?

   "Sometimes I wish I had a brother," Kyla said.  "For lots of reasons."
And she finally looked away from Shawn.

   "Gracious.  It's nearly ten o'clock," Jodi burst out.  "I didn't realize
how late it was." She affected a yawn.  "I guess it's nearly time to go to
bed, isn't it?" She looked from Shawn to Kyla.

   "But-" Shawn scowled at her.

   "You're right, and I am tired," said Kyla.  "I'll leave you to finish
your drinks.  Good night, Shawn."

   "Good night, Kyla." He waited till she left the room and exploded. 
"What's your game, Jodi?"

   "What do you mean'?" she asked innocently.

   "You know what I'm getting at.  You bring her from your bedroom in her
nightie to show me, then you suggest she go to bed."

   "What would you have had me suggest, Shawn?"

   "But I'm not tired.  I don't want to go to bed," he snapped.

   "You know, Shawn.  I wish my bedroom door closed properly but it
doesn't." She got up from the chair.  "Anyone standing near the door can
see in and hear everything.  Wouldn't it be awful if Kyla got all excited
for a man or something and he was standing at the door, ready?  Good night,
Shawn." She went and kissed him on the mouth.  "Now you must learn to be a
little patient dear brother.  Everything comes to those that wait."

   He grinned and nodded furiously.

   "I'll probably leave the little pink bedlight on all night.  I switched
the wall heater on above my bed and you know how hot my room can get.  Most
likely we'll both end up stripping our nighties off, Shawn," she flung over
her shoulder as she tripped away.

   "My dear sister, Jodi," he called after her.  She had thought of
everything.  He would give them five minutes to settle down then he would
go to her bedroom door and see what happened.  The night was young and full
of promise.  Jodi hadn't let him down after all.

   He finished his drink and washed the glass in the kitchen for something
to do, then went to his room and took off his dressing gown.  He still had
jocks on and something told him not to take them off as he padded in the
direction of Jodi's room.  His bare feet sank soundlessly in the soft
carpet as he moved along the hall and stopped at her door.  It was
half-open and he heard the two girls giggling as he looked through the
crack near the hinges.

   They were lying on their backs on the bed and their nighties were caught
up around their waists, and he had his first view of Kyla's virgin cunt. 
She had a fuzz of golden hair around it.  Her slit was long and rose up
along her underbelly with two peach-colored fuck lips shamelessly exposed.

   "Tell me honestly, Kyla," Jodi glanced at the open bedroom door.  "Just
between you and me, it'll be our secret.  Is it true that no man has ever
seen or touched you and you are still a virgin?"

   Shawn listened intently with his eyes fastened on Kyla's fuck hole.  It
seemed ages before she answered.



   Chapter 8

   "I'm still a virgin," said Kyla.  "Jodi, I'm so hot.  Would you mind
terribly if I took my nightie off and laid here with nothing on?"

   Shawn caught his breath as he watched her strip the thin nightie off,
baring her enormous breasts that seemed to swell as he watched them.  He
saw now that her skin was olive and flawless and his prick swelled up hard
inside his tight underpants.

   "I'll do the same.  After all, we're both girls," said Jodi laughing. 
"It is hot, isn't it."

   Now they were both naked on the bed and Shawn feasted his eyes on them.
Kyla's tit-cannons were pointed upward at the ceiling and they rose and
fell as she breathed.  She seemed perfectly at ease.

   "I lost my virginity years ago," said Jodi.  "I'm glad I did and I enjoy
sex."

   Kyla turned her head and looked at Jodi's small breasts, and her eyes
drifted down to her shaven cunt and stayed there.  Without any hair she was
able to see all Jodi's slit and her hand moved like she was about to reach
down and touch it but she didn't.

   "Have you ever wanted to be fucked, Kyla?" Jodi asked blatantly.

   "Yes, I have, lots of times." A spasm rippled through Kyla's thighs like
she was imagining what it would be like to be taken.

   Jodi turned on her side with her back to the door and without warning
she put her open hand over one of Kyla's tits and closed it so her
fingertips were around the nipple.

   Kyla's eyes widened slightly but that was the only sign she gave that
she knew Jodi's hand was there.

   "I know men that would beg you to let them take you," Jodi cried out. 
"Yes, beg you, Kyla.  It's no fun being a virgin.  You can't go around with
a sign hanging from your neck saying you're a virgin.  Give in and let a
man have you," Jodi wheedled.

   "What man?" Kyla's wet mouth ovalled and she was interested.

   "Any man, Kyla.  They've all got beautiful cocks that glide into you."
She lowered her hand, walking her fingers down Kyla's body.  "Into cunts,"
she finished and her fingers circled around Kyla's love slit.

   "No," Kyla pushed her hand away.  "Men frighten me." She shuddered. 
"I'm sorry, Jodi, but I can't help it."

   Jodi's eyes narrowed.  Things weren't going quite as she had planned. 
The only way to get Kyla excited was by touching her.  Her thoughts raced.
Maybe there was some other way.

   Shawn stood in the hall weighing his straining cock in his hand with his
underpants off and in a ball behind him.  He could barely hold himself back
from barging into the room and leaping on top of Kyla.  That's what she
needed.  Couldn't Jodi see that?  But then, if she resisted him it could
turn ugly and he'd be in big trouble.

   "I'm going to tell you a secret," Jodi started.  "It's about me and
Shawn, Kyla."

   "No-I don't want to know." Kyla flung her head to one side like she
already knew what Jodi was going to say.

   "I'm going to tell you anyway," Jodi smarted.  "Shawn is my lover.  He
has fucked me.  Turn your head and look at me, Kyla."

   "I won't.  I don't want to hear."

   "Shawn has a beautiful long hard prick, Kyla.  It's curved and it has a
large prick head that you can feel inching into your cunt, all the way."

   "No Jodi don't." Kyla started to writheand her body spasmed beyond
control.

   "This morning I shaved his lovely hard cock all over and his balls are
as soft as your tits," Jodi said harshly.  "They are big balls and when he
fucks you they swing up and down against your tiny bumhole."

   "Noooooo," Kyla let out a moan and her legs thrashed.

   Shawn stared through the crack and smiled.  It wouldn't be long now. 
Jodi had her where she wanted her and she was breaking her down.

   "Let him take you, Kyla.  Let Shawn fuck you and rip away your stupid
virginity.  Let him, Kyla, now," and she sat up and pulled Kyla's legs wide
open.

   It was his cue and Shawn stepped into the room and stood there with his
prick iron-hard standing out in front of him.

   "Oh, my God," screamed Kyla as she caught sight of him and tried to
cover herself up.

   "No, Kyla, it's too late," shouted Jodi.  "He's going to take you and
I'm going to help him.  Come on, Shawn, she's ready for you," she snorted.

   He lumbered over to the bed and walked around to where Kyla was and let
her look long and hard at his jerking weapon.  She was trembling all over
and her tits jumped up and down and smacked against her chest.

   "You can't.  I won't let you.  Both of you are mad," cried Kyla, forcing
herself back into the mattress.  She watched Jodi moving to her feet and
stretching open her legs and holding them up for Shawn and to get a good
look at her cunt like she was some prize animal, and she felt sick.

   "Look, Shawn.  Look.  Isn't it a nice one?  It's tight like I said it
was and it's never been fucked before." Crudely she nodded for Shawn to
pull Kyla's slit open so they could both look.

   "You're sick," screamed Kyla, knowing they weren't listening to her.

   "Get between her legs, Shawn.  I want to watch you take her," hissed
Jodi, still holding Kyla's legs high and wide open.

   He did as Jodi said and scrambled between Kyla's legs and with his
buttocks high in the air he let Jodi take hold of his prick and guide it to
Kyla's slit.

   "You'll have to drive it in hard," Jodi told him.

   He felt the hot cunt lips in front of his fuck pole and they were parted
by Jodi.  Now all he had to do was plunge forward into the girl.

   Kyla's huge eyes begged him not to.  Her mouth opened and closed
silently as her worst fears were about to be realized.  She was going to be
screwed.  No, the truth was more than that.  She was going to be raped. 
That was what was going to happen and she was helpless and could do
absolutely nothing about it.

   Shawn spread his muscular legs apart between Kyla's thighs and he saw
Kyla close her eyes in resignation as his long, sinuous cock drew back,
stopped, waited, and then in an almighty surge drove forward into her
throbbing cunt lips.

   "Yeeeooowwww, nnnooo, nnnnnnoooooo," Kyla howled and tried to sit up.

   "You're in her now, don't stop, Shawn.  Drive in all the way," coaxed
Jodi, bending behind his heaving buttocks so she could watch his mighty
prick boring in to take Kyla's virginity away.

   "Shit, she's tight," he hollered.  To stop her writhing, he pushed her
back on the bed and caught hold of her big soft tits.  His fingers sank
into them as he drew his cock back, nearly out of her, ready for the final
onslaught.

   "Fuck her good," Jodi hissed, "then she's mine."

   "She's like a baby doll," Shawn mumbled.

   "Take no notice of that.  She'll fuck like a woman when you've finished
with her," Jodi gurgled.  "I know, that's how it was with me."

   He heard Kyla groan as his thick cock swelled just inside the mouth of
her cunt.  He shuddered and his hips readied and he drove his prick forward
like a battering ram as Kyla started to scream louder and louder like she
was being butchered.  He felt his cock head tear through the membrane of
her virginity and he kept on going until his balls were hard up against her
fluff-covered fuck hole.

   "She's bleeding.  You've taken her virginity," cried Jodi.  "Now fuck
the bitch and open her up so she can enjoy it."

   Kyla heard Jodi's jubilant cry like it was miles away as Shawn's sticky
pole rushed in and out of her.  When would it end, was the only thing she
could think of.

   "I want to come," grimaced Shawn and remembered just in time that she
wasn't on the pill- and like lightning he withdrew his prick.  He started
firing off the second his fuck head came out of her fur-burger and his
spunk shot up over her belly and huge blobs splattered over her quivering
breasts.  His prick kept firing and he saw Kyla staring with disgust as his
cream sprayed over her.

   "You dirty pig," she hissed not moving.  She saw his prick going limp
and shrinking, crooked like a water tap.  It was over now and she felt like
a slut that would never feel clean again.

   Jodi sat on the edge of the bed smirking at Kyla.  Why should she feel
any different?  Now they were both the same.  Of course, Kyla was prettier
but her cunt didn't look any different from any other cunt that had just
been screwed.  And after all, wasn't that the only thing men were really
interested in?

   "I want to go home now," Kyla said in a small voice, still not moving
...

   "No you don't," smiled Jodi.  "Before you go you're going to accept
what's happened and not cause any trouble.  It isn't as bad as you think.
You're still in one piece.  I'll take you into the bathroom and clean you
up.  Shawn, leave us alone for a little while.  You can come back later."

   "I raped her, didn't I!" he said slowly.

   "No, of course you didn't.  You don't understand women, Shawn.  Now go.
Everything is going to be all right." She pushed him out of the room.

   "I feel dirty," Kyla wailed getting off the bed.

   "Of course you do, but I'll make you feel better." Jodi went and put her
arms around her.  "It had to happen, darling.  Come along now to the
bathroom.  With nice hot water and some body cream you won't know
yourself."

   "You wanted it to happen," Kyla snivelled.  "You let it happen to me."
She burst out crying.

   "Get a hold on yourself and don't be such a baby," Jodi shouted.  "At
least Shawn didn't make you pregnant.  Look, it's all over you."

   Kyla studied the white spunk running down her body and gave an
involuntary shudder.

   "Into the bathroom," insisted Jodi.  "We'll soon fix that."

   Shawn went into his own room and slowly came to his senses.  He had done
a terrible thing to Kyla and he looked down at his shriveled cock almost
with hatred.  It wasn't the same as fucking Jodi.  Kyla was different and
she could be dangerous if she talked.  He could go to prison for what he
had done.  It shook him up.  He had to go to her and tell her that he was
sorry.  He'd try and reason with her.  It was all he could do.  He put on a
fresh pair of jocks and his dressing gown.  It was a farce trying to look
respectable now but seeing him naked might plunge her further into shock.
They should be out of the bathroom and back in Jodi's room, he decided, and
went to find out.

   It seemed a long way from his room to Jodi's because his thoughts were
in a whirl but he heard their voices and they were low and calm and he felt
easier as he turned in at Jodi's door.  He didn't know how he was going to
start and he felt for the light switch near the door because the bedside
light was off.  As he thumbed it and the room was flooded with light he got
the shock of his life.  The two girls were on the bed and they were still
naked.  Jodi was kneeling lengthways across Kyla's body with her head
buried between the girl's legs and she was eating Kyla's pussy with noisy
smacking noises.  Her legs were spread over Kyla's face and still opening
as she lowered herself down to be sucked.

   He stood there feeling silly as Jodi glanced up and smiled at him.

   "It's all right.  You can come in, Shawn, but only to watch." She bent
her head and went right on sucking Kyla like nothing had happened.

   Kyla let out little mewling sounds and her long legs closed around
Jodi's head as her buttocks slowly lifted, enabling her to press her sore
cunt against Jodi's searching tongue.

   He watched them amazed, more so at Kyla who lay with her eyes
half-closed and her tongue lazily washing around Jodi's hairless cunt.  He
saw her long tongue lapping and diving in and out of Jodi's cunt like it
was the most natural thing in the world to do.

   "I don't understand," he whispered.

   "It's simple really," said Jodi between biting and sucking Kyla's creamy
slit.  "Kyla's never been touched by a man before, but she's been touched
by plenty of women.  You see, she's a natural lesbian.  That's why she
wanted to come and stay here tonight.  She thought only I was interested in
her and she wanted me to take her."

   "Oh, I see," he said bitterly.  "Then you don't need me anymore?" He
started to go away.

   "Don't be silly.  Stay.  I want Kyla to watch you fucking me." Jodi
lifted her head and there was a ring of spunk around her lips.  "I told her
that way she might come to want a man.  Now get those jocks off and let me
see your cock get hard again," she grinned.

   He brightened up and the thought of fucking Jodi in front of Kyla
appealed to him.  There was still the little matter of fucking Jodi's ass
he reminded himself.  He hadn't forgotten about it even if she had, and
Kyla might just enjoy hearing Jodi screaming and wailing for a change.

   "Take a look, Kyla," Jodi said quietly as she climbed up off her.  "He
has a magnificent prick, he really has.  Look at his huge balls."

   Kyla sat up and looked.  She stared at his meaty fuckpole, remembering
that not so long ago it had been wedged tightly in her snatch.  Absently
her fingers went down and rubbed her quim like she could still feel him
rammed up hard inside of it.

   "Does he, does he fuck you often, Jodi?" Kyla asked in a tiny voice.

   "No.  Today I let him have his way and he took me a few times.  Now
we've gone this far he'll probably take me often," she said lightly.

   He felt their eyes going over him and he dropped his hand and crudely
wrapped it around his prick so Kyla could see how long and how fat it was
and he had the pleasure of seeing her blush crimson.

   "Are you sure you don't want him to fuck you, Kyla?" Jodi's voice was
low and calm and measured and she watched Kyla intently.

   "It's so big," Kyla said in a hushed voice as she felt a strange
stirring in the bottom of her stomach.

   "Come closer, Shawn," Jodi beckoned.  "Let her touch it.  Let her hold
it in her hand, and then she might let you put it between her lovely legs
again."

   He did as she said and moved against the side of the bed and took Kyla's
hand.  He squeezed it around his prick and showed her how to masturbate it.

   "It's ugly, but, I don't know.  I guess it's kind of nice," said Kyla
looking up at him.

   "Let me take you again," he whispered.

   "I don't know.  You hurt me so much."

   "I won't this time, I promise."

   "But you might." She lay back on the bed and opened her legs wanting him
to do it without her saying so, but he didn't move.  She spread her legs
wide but still he stayed there.

   "Hell, Shawn," Jodi exploded.  "Can't you see she's telling you to get
on top of her?"

   Kyla's legs lifted up in the air and spread wide open, and she turned
her head away, feeling a little cheap at offering herself like that.

   He climbed between her scissoring thighs and stroked her moist pussy
with his fingers.

   "Oooohhhh!" she moaned.

   He lay on top of her and mouthed her enormous nipples as he fitted his
prick into her gaping quim.

   "Just gently," Jodi warned and fingered herself in front of him to get
him up as hard as possible..

   "Aaaggghhh!" Kyla closed her eyes tight.  "That's nice, Shawn.  Oh my
God, that's beautiful.  For Christsake, Shawn, fuck me.  I mean it you
bastard.  I want you to screw hell out of me," she screamed out and her
legs went around his waist, locking him tight up against her as her hips
rolled and heaved to get all the cock he could give her.

   A knowing smile crept over Jodi's face.  That was how it had been with
her once she had tasted prick.  Afterward you sure as hell couldn't get
enough of it.  Kyla would get her share tonight, they'd both see to that.



   Chapter 9

   "Don't blow your spunk inside of me, Shawn," Kyla smiled up at him.  His
prick felt good gliding in and out of her cunt and now she realized what it
was that had been missing in her life.

   "Do you forgive me for before," he asked quietly and bent his head and
kissed her, not missing a stroke as his cock went a little deeper.

   "I forgive you, Shawn.  Of course I do.  You've woken up feelings inside
of me that I didn't even know were there."

   He drew out of her and wriggled backward so he could go down on her cunt
like Jodi had.  She had a young, unspoiled slit with silver cum dribbling
out of it and he closed his mouth over it so as not to lose a single drop.
Now his tongue went to work, licking up and down her fuck lips and sucking
them into his mouth.

   "It's nice having a man do it, isn't it, Kyla?" laughed Jodi.  "And I'll
tell you something else.  It's nice having a man's cock in your mouth.  You
must try it tonight.  You can't go home until you've tasted spunk shooting
from an iron-hard prick," she cried savagely.

   "I-I don't know," Kyla wilted and then her body convulsed as Shawn
sucked her clit into his mouth and started to gently gnaw at it.

   "There's so much a man can do, Kyla.  You've got such a sweet, tender
little tail.  Don't think Shawn hasn't noticed it, and he loves tight
little bottoms," she giggled.

   Kyla blanched.  Did men really do that?  It wasn't possible.  How could
such a big prick fit into such a ridiculously tight little hole?  It simply
wasn't possible.  Still, there was a nagging fear.  Shawn might just try it
...

   Shawn humped her hard and felt her cunt sucking his fuck stick like a
mouth.  This time he would pull out of her in plenty of time and maybe he'd
milk his prick off all over her huge tits so he could watch his juice
running into the dark chasm between them.  He looked into her green eyes
wanting to tell her that's what he'd like to do but he couldn't come out
and say it.

   "Save some for me, Shawn," Jodi cried impatiently.  "You can finish off
in my cunt if you like."

   He wasn't listening to her.  He was watching Kyla's mouth slowly
opening, saying she would let him finish off between her wet lips.  He knew
instinctively that was what she wanted even though she didn't say a word.
He pulled his prick out of her and inched up over her body.

   "What are you doing, Shawn?" howled Jodi.

   He took his prick in his hand and bent it down and layover her face with
her nose squeezed into his navel.  Her mouth closed around his prick and
started nibbling and sucking.

   "What about me?" Jodi wailed and rubbed her cunt with her fingers as she
watched Kyla sucking her brother off.

   "I'm cuming, Kyla.  I'm cuuummmiiinnngg," he tried to warn her as his
spunk flooded from his prick into her mouth.  He heard her gasp as his hand
shot down to milk his prick dry, and as he pulled at his cock his spunk
spilled from the corners of her mouth and down her neck.

   "Ugh," she spat and tried to push his prick from her mouth with her
tongue as his claggy spunk ran down the back of her throat, choking her.

   He sat back on her tits and his prick sprang from her mouth.  He
couldn't believe that such a divine creature had just completely sucked him
off but the evidence was all around her face.

   "Did I do it right, Shawn?" she managed to say at last.

   "You did it just fine," he said, proud of her, and felt her nipple
tickling his asshole like it was trying to get up into him.

   "It isn't fair," Jodi grumbled as she looked at them both.  "You're
having all the fun.  What about me?"

   "But you can have him any time, darling," Kyla said in a cold voice. 
"After all, he is your brother." She smiled warmly at Shawn as she wiped
her mouth with her fingers.

   "I can only have him when his prick is hard," snapped Jodi.  "It's
useless now that you've emptied it."

   "But I thought you said I should try sucking him off tonight," Kyla said
innocently.

   "Yes," Jodi snapped.  "I also said he liked nice tight little asses. 
You do, don't you Shawn?  She has such a cute ass, and don't pretend you
haven't noticed."

   "I wouldn't do it to her.  You said yourself that she had had enough,
Jodi." He frowned at her.  She had a sadistic streak in her that he didn't
like.

   "But you did it to me, both you and Edward," she smarted.

   "That was different.  You asked for it."

   "I don't know what all the fuss is about but don't you think you should
ask me?" Kyla sat up on the bed, swishing her long hair around her
shoulders.

   "No," Shawn said resolutely.

   "Oh, go on, Shawn.  She might even like it," Jodi urged.  "It's a
beautiful shit hole right in the middle of her ass crack.  "I know I licked
it," she laughed.

   "Does it hurt very much, Shawn?" asked Kyla in almost a whisper.

   "Yes, it hurts a lot," he told her.

   "Not if you rub lots of Vaseline or grease around your cock and her
asshole first" Jodi butted in.  "Do that and your prick will glide up her
as easily as if it were her hot little cunt."

   "You want to see me hurt her again and I won't," snarled Shawn and he
caught hold of her and bent her over the bed.  "I'll show you how it's done
and when Jodi screams you'll know how much it hurts, Kyla," he cried out

   "No, don't," shouted Jodi.  "I was only kidding.  It does hurt, Kyla, it
hurts like hell.  Let me go Shawn."

   He didn't.  He held her down with her bottom up in the air and his
stiffening prick opened up her ass crack.

   "Don't you dare," Jodi bawled.

   His prick was as hard as a length of steel pipe and he didn't waste time
easing it into her puckering shit hole.  He half-leaned back and then drove
forward and the mushroom head of his dick stabbed into her asshole and kept
on going in as he gripped her waist, pulling her back against him.

   "Yeeeooowww.  Nnnoooooo.  Aaaaaagggggghhhhh.  I can't take any more of
it, Shawn."

   Kyla's eyes were laughing and she jumped from the bed and went to have a
closer look at Jodi getting her asshole fucked.  She watched fascinated as
Shawn's bulging prick slowly disappeared into the girl's shit hole.

   "Oooooohhhhhh, you'll split it, you pig," she cursed.

   "But you said it wouldn't hurt, Jodi," laughed Kyla as she saw Shawn's
balls flattened up against Jodi's cunt arid rubbing around in the cum
oozing out of her.

   He started to ride her asshole, hoping he could get up enough spunk to
blow into her, and he moved his belly back so Kyla could see his
chocolate-coated prick gliding in and out.

   "I'm sorry, Shawn.  Please stop.  I'm begging you," Jodi howled.

   He felt sorry for her and let his prick slurp out of her, but he still
held her bent over so Kyla could get a good hard look at her stretched shit
hole before he let her go.

   She straightened up and turned around and gave Kyla a thunderous look
like it was all her fault.  It was the second time her ass had received
such treatment and she felt like howling.

   "I only let you go because you begged me," he said rubbing salt into the
wound.  "Next time I'll go all the way."

   "Pig," she hissed under her breath.

   Kyla giggled.  "Don't you think it's time we all went to bed and got
some sleep.  It's after midnight you know."

   It was a sobering thought and they quieted down.

   "Us two in here and you in your room, Shawn.  Your birthday is
officially over," said Jodi, looking at her watch.  She kissed him on the
cheek.

   "No, let him stay," Kyla said impulsively.  "We can all cuddle up
together.  Please, Jodi.  I've never slept with a man before."

   "But the bed isn't big enough," Jodi snapped.

   "Then why not pull the bedding on the floor?" Kyla went over to Jodi and
put her arm around her waist.

   "Oh, I suppose so," Jodi gave in.  "I know what's going to happen,
though, none of us is going to get any sleep.  He's as randy as a ram."

   They dragged the covers from the bed and spread them into a heap and put
out the light.

   "Shawn, you sleep in the middle," ordered Jodi.  "Between us, and if you
give her a poke, then you give me one as well."

   They climbed into the shambles, touching each other and fooling around.

   "I ache all over but in the most delicious way," Kyla said in the
darkness and felt Shawn's fingers fumbling between her legs.  She opened
them just wide enough for him to feel her cunt.

   "I just ache," grumbled Jodi and put her hand out to hold on to Shawn's
limp prick.

   Shawn sank his fingers into Kyla's honeypot, wishing she had been on the
pill so he could have spunked inside of her.  It would have felt good
seeing it run down the insides of her legs.  Try as he would he couldn't
stop thinking about her and worst of all, he'd never be able to boast that
he had torn her virginity away.  It wouldn't be fair to tell anyone about
that.

   "What are you thinking?" asked Jodi to no one in particular ...

   "Fucking," grinned Shawn.

   "Having been fucked," sighed Kyla.

   "Me, I'm thinking of how I never got fucked," grumbled Jodi.  "Just my
rotten luck."

   They laughed.  It was the way she said it, as if fucking was the same as
eating and if you didn't you went hungry.

   Shawn's probing fingers sent shivers through Kyla, and she thought of
Jodi bent over and getting it in the ass, and it made her want Shawn on top
of her.  It was incredible how much Jodi's shit hole had stretched.  It had
grown nearly as big as her cunt and she wondered how it felt to have a huge
prick like that.  It had to hurt!  Even so, it had to be tried to find out,
she shivered.

   "I can't sleep," groaned Shawn.

   "Then have a cold shower and go to your own room," said Jodi promptly.

   "I don't want to."

   "Then close your eyes.  You're not going to fuck either of us if that's
what you're thinking," sniffed Jodi, knowing he wanted Kyla again.

   "Spoil sport," he said knowing what she was thinking.

   "I can't sleep either," gurgled Kyla.

   "Hell." Jodi flung the covers off her and saw Shawn's fingers snatch
away from Kyla's cunt.  The lousy bastard had been touching her up.  Small
wonder the bitch still wanted it.

   "Are we going to have another fucking session?" grinned Shawn.  "I'm
ready." He displayed his cock.

   "Shawn, if you haven't had enough sex, then there must be something
wrong with you.  You've been at it all day and your prick must be raw. 
It's a wonder there's any meat left on it," Jodi said dryly.

   She was right.  He still felt unfulfilled and the novelty of straight
fucking no longer excited him.  It was like a hypnotic force was keeping
him going bringing up his prick whenever it was needed.  Even now he lusted
for cunt, though he had taken both Jodi and Kyla in every possible way.

   "Enough is enough," she scolded, "and you must go to sleep," Jodi
insisted and ordered them to get down the bed and cover themselves up.  She
saw an impish twinkle in Kyla's eyes and knew they had started a sexual
drive in her that was unquenchable.

   Shawn curled up his legs with Kyla's ass in his lap and his prick
hardened enough to prod into her ass crack.  He put his arm around her and
tweaked her nipples as his prick glided into the crack of her ass to touch
her quivering bum hole.

   "Leave her alone," Jodi warned, feeling him wriggling around.

   "I wasn't doing a thing," he mumbled, and bit the lobe of Kyla's ear.

   "Ouch," she cried.

   "What's that?" cried Jodi, sitting bolt upright.

   "Only me.  I said ouch," giggled Kyla.

   "No, I didn't mean that.  I heard something else like the sound of
muffled voices."

   "I didn't hear a thing," said Shawn playing with Kyla's clit.  He knew
if he massaged it long enough she would need to have him again.

   Jodi fell back and folded her arms under her head.

   "I want you, Kyla," Shawn whispered into her ear.  "Do you want me?"

   "No." Her voice trembled.

   "Liar, you know you do.  Lie on your back or I'll take you from behind."

   "Don't you dare."

   "Oh shut up," exploded Jodi.  "I'm trying to listen.  I know I heard
voices."

   "It's a guilty conscience," said Shawn smugly.  "Or maybe it's a
burglar. Go and have a look."

   Somewhere in the house a door slammed and a voice cursed.

   "Maybe it's Edward," said Shawn, starting to shake.

   "He wouldn't break in.  I locked all the doors," Jodi mumbled.

   The sound of heavy footsteps made them hold their breaths and then the
bedroom door swung in and the light blazed on.

   "Daddy!" The color drained from Jodi's face as she blinked her eyes
against the harsh light.

   "Shit, no," said Shawn without thinking.  He stared at his father
standing grim-faced in the doorway.

   "What's going on here?" he shouted at them.

   Kyla's eyes were as big as saucers and she didn't even think to cover
her bare, pendulous breasts as she sat up.

   "I thought I could at least trust you, Jodi, while I was away." He
stamped into the room.

   He was tall and very distinguished-looking with grey hair at the
temples. His eyes were blue and he had a long straight nose that flared
around the nostrils.  His mouth was unsmiling.

   "Is anything wrong?" asked a woman coming in behind him.

   "Mother," Jodi howled and wanted to hide herself.

   "Look at them, Jill.  All together on the floor with not a stitch on. 
It's obvious what they were doing."

   "Now, John, calm down.  There's probably some good reason for this," she
tried to sooth him.  "There is, isn't there, Jodi?" she asked hopefully.

   She was slim and young-looking.  Her hair was long and curled around her
oval face.  There was a glint in her grey eyes and laugh lines around her
mouth.

   "Good reason you say!  I know the reason," he blasted.  "They are all
down there in the sheets having one hell of a fuck session.  That's what
they're doing." He looked at Kyla and his stern face relaxed and his mouth
twitched into a smile as his eyes ran over her.



   Chapter 10

   Jodi saw her father staring at Kyla and it flashed through her thoughts
that he was interested in her.  And then she remembered all the sex aids
they had found in his room, the books and films, the blow-up doll, and the
big wooden cock.  Of course he was interested in Ky la ...

   "That's an awful thing to say, John, of your own children," sighed Jill
as her eyes went to Shawn, to his big broad shoulders, noticing that he was
all grown-up.  It was strange how she had hardly noticed before.

   "Get out of that bed," cried John.  "All of you.  Jump to it," he
snapped.

   They got up looking sheepish and hung their heads.

   "I ought to thrash the living daylights out of you," he shouted.

   "Yes, you should, John," cried Jill with her eyes fixed on Shawn's cock.
Even shriveled up it was still big, she thought, and it sent a thrill
through her to look at him.

   "You have to be punished," growled John turning to Jodi.

   "Yes, Daddy," She stood with her legs slightly apart and her back
straight, thrusting out her small breasts at him.

   "You can take Shawn to our room, Jill, and attend to him while I take
care of these two," he said in a strange voice.

   "Of course.  Come along with me, Shawn," she cried out, "You and I are
going to have a long, long talk." She gently shut the door behind her as
she ushered him from the room.

   "I know we've all been very naughty, Daddy, but maybe I can explain,"
started Jodi as soon as her mother and Shawn left.  She watched him,
fascinated, as he started to unbuckle the heavy leather belt around his
waist.

   "You can spare me the details, Jodi.  I can guess what's been going on.
What's your name?" he fired at Kyla.

   "It's Kyla, sir," she gasped.

   "Well, Kyla, I don't know what to do with you as you're not my child,
but you're just as involved as they are.  I could phone your parents and
tell them to come over and let them know what you've been up to."

   "Oh, no, sir.  Please don't.  You can punish me any way you see fit, but
don't tell my parents," she begged.

   "Very well." He held his trouser belt loose in his hand and he folded it
in two.

   "Are you going to thrash us, Daddy?" Jodi blanched.

   "I might." He smacked the belt against the palm of his hand.  "I think I
should.  You can both bend over the bed.  Hurry up now."

   They started to whimper but did as they were told and bent over the low
bed with their bottoms facing him.  Jodi dared to look back over her
shoulder and saw an expression on her father's face that she had never seen
before.  His eyes were filled with lust and his thick red lips were tight
together as he came toward them, lifting the arm that was holding the
strap.

   There was the stinging smack of leather hitting bare flesh and Jodi
screamed as the belt wrapped around her bare buttocks.  The belt whistled
back and flew through the air with a rush and wound itself around her
smarting ass cheeks.

   "Aaaggghhh," she cried out in pain.

   "Don't you dare move, Jodi.  Stay bent over," he commanded and gave her
bottom another lick of the strap.

   She hopped up and down feeling like her ass was on fire as the strap
descended again and again.

   "You can get up and stand lover there, Jodi," he ordered, and made her
move to the side of Kyla.  "Now it's your turn young lady.  Have you ever
been thrashed before?"

   "No, sir, never," she whimpered.

   Jodi saw her father smile and lift his arm and she watched the heavy
belt whistle through the air and come down hard across Kyla's backside.

   "Ooohhhh," Kyla moaned.

   There was a single red welt across Kyla's bottom.  The strap raised and
fell and there was another welt, and then another crisscrossing the others.

   "Yeeeooowww," how led Kyla and burst out crying.

   Jodi watched the skin of Kyla's ass go scarlet and puffy as her father
kept on belting her like he was never going to stop.

   "There, you dirty little bitch.  That'll teach you a lesson," he finally
snarled and threw his belt across the room.  "Now stand up."

   Kyla faced him feeling ashamed.  Her bottom throbbed and tingled from
the thrashing he had given her.

   "I'm sorry for what we did," Jodi said in a small voice.

   "No you're not," he roared at her.  "You're a cheap little slut," and he
brought back his hand and struck her hard across her face.

   She reeled backward.  She had never known him to get this mad before and
she was seeing a side of him that she didn't know existed.  He was cruel
and sadistic.  That was probably why she had the same streak in her.

   "You." He flung his finger imperiously at Kyla.  "Tell me exactly what
happened, and I'm warning you, if you tell me a single lie, I'll thrash you
till you can't walk." He stood with his fists on his hips glaring at her.

   "Everything?" she asked with a gulp.

   "Yes," he bellowed.

   "Well, I arrived here at a few minutes past eight tonight because Jodi
had asked me to come and stay as it was Shawn's birthday," she began.

   He listened in silence as she told him her story, even about the fact
that she had been a virgin before Shawn took her and how Jodi had helped
him get into her.  How Jodi had held her down and said before the night was
done she'd have Shawn's cock up her ass.

   "It wasn't like that," Jodi screamed, and then went quiet as his cold
eyes looked at her.

   Kyla finished and stood rubbing her smarting bottom.

   "And that's all?" he asked.

   "Yes, sir.  Then you and Mrs.  Addison came in and caught us," Kyla
tailed off.

   "Jodi," he looked daggers at her.  "Get back over the bed."

   "No, daddy, no," she wailed.

   "Do as I say," he roared.

   "Yes, daddy." She knew she was in for the beating of a lifetime and smug
little Kyla would watch and drool as her bottom colored up.  She
reluctantly went and bent over the bed.  She waited and the waiting was a
torment.

   "Bend with your feet apart with your legs open," he snapped.

   She did as she was told and felt the skin of her bottom tighten like a
drum and knew his belt was going to hurt like hell now.

   The leather belt hummed through the air gathering speed and came
thrashing down.

   "Aaaggghhh!"

   Again.

   "Yeeeooowww!"

   Again and again and again.

   "Oooooaaaagggghhhh!" she bellowed and her tears ran down her face.  She
heard Kyla giggle and she gritted her teeth knowing she was having a good
look at her thrashed bottom.

   The belt snaked through the air whistling all the way to smack and curl
harder than ever and Jodi let out a long piercing scream and to her shame
she found her cunt was opening up and a thin stream of golden piss streamed
out of her.

   "You dirty, good for nothing, cock-sucking little whore," he shouted as
his arm went up and down with his belt drubbing her crimson buttocks.

   "She's pissing herself," Kyla chortled.

   Jodi heard her and hated her.  It was all her fault she was getting
another thrashing and, try as she did, she couldn't stop the golden
waterfall until there was no more left in her to come.

   "Now get up, you slut," he shouted at her.

   She staggered to her feet and glared at him.

   "If you want more, then I can give it to you," he snorted and shook the
strap in her face ...

   "I don't care if you do," she hollered.  "I saw the way you looked at
Kyla and I've seen all the things in your room like the wooden cock you use
on mummy," she burst out.

   He looked at her without saying a word.

   "You're a pervert," .she yelled.  "You've enjoyed humiliating us,
thrashing us." She stuck her chin out cheekily, determined to have her say.
"And I wonder what mummy is doing in her room with Shawn who's got nothing
on and is still as randy as hell.  I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he
wasn't fucking her," she garbled and stopped.  She hadn't realized what she
was saying.

   "You're quite right," he said after a few seconds of silence.  "I have
enjoyed thrashing you two girls but what you don't realize is that I could
have the both of you put in an institution if I wanted to.  Yes, locked
away for your own good.  I still might do that if you give me any more
trouble."

   "Oh, no, please don't," wailed Kyla.

   He looked at her, at her jutting tits and her blonde-framed slit, then
back to Jodi with her miniscule tits and her shaven cunt.  They had no
choice but to do as he told them, whatever he wanted, they couldn't say no.

   "He won't put us in an institution, Kyla.  Can't you see the way he's
looking us over," sniggered Jodi.  "He's going to fuck us.  Oh yes, he is,
and probably lots more than that." She rubbed her stinging bottom.  "He can
hardly take his eyes off you, Kyla.  He'll be up your hole like a rat up a
drainpipe," she said, giving her father a long, searching look.

   "No," Kyla whispered.

   "Oh yes," Jodi sniggered.  "Don't you think he had a nice long look at
your goodies while you were bent over tasting his strap.  He looked right
into you."

   "I don't care," Kyla said hotly.  "At least I didn't piss myself with
fright like you did.  You're disgusting, Jodi."

   "Quiet the both of you," he roared.

   "What Jodi said isn't true, is it?" Kyla asked in a shaking voice.

   "What do you mean?" He turned his head and looked at her.

   "That-that you are going to-"

   "Going to what, girl?" he pressed.

   "Going to fuck us," she came out with it.

   "Fuck you both?  And one of you my very own daughter!" he said in a low
voice without any expression on his face.

   Kyla let out a sigh of relief and gave Jodi a look of scorn.  Of course
he wouldn't touch them.  He had a right to punish them, and he had, and it
was all over and done with now.  They could go back to bed and tomorrow she
would go home and the incident would be forgotten.

   "Jodi is a guttersnipe," he said slowly.  "She's always been a problem
and one day she'll probably end up in a bawdy house or selling herself on
some street corner because she is no good," he said to Kyla.  "She's a bad
seed and nothing I can do will change that.  She has seduced her own
brother and she is trying to seduce me.  Look at her."

   Jodi stood tall with her back like a ramrod.  Her mound of Venus was
puffy from being fucked and her tits were hard with their nipples standing
erect and excited.  Her red mouth was wet and her pink tongue stabbed in
and out between her lips, constantly moistening them.

   "She is already a whore and the only difference between her and a hooker
is that she doesn't charge for the use of her body, but one day she'll get
around to it," he said, stripping bare her soul.

   "And you, father, are a bastard," she said in return.  "You are a
middle-aged voyeur with a predilection for young girls.  Kyla will find out
that what I said is true, when you have your bloated cock rammed deep
inside her fuck hole."

   "Don't talk to your father like that," cried Kyla horrified.  "You're
wicked, Jodi.  I can see that now."

   "Am I?  Then look at the bulge in daddy's pants.  Already he's got a
hard-on," Jodi sniggered.

   "I see you haven't been punished enough," he rasped.  "Now both of you
can get along to my room."

   "Your room, daddy?  Where all your sex aides are?" Jodi trilled.

   He gave her a stinging slap across her ass with his hand and his face
darkened.

   "It's no use, daddy.  I know you for what you are.  I can read you like
a book," she cried.  "You're not the first grown man I've tangled with. 
There's been plenty of them.  I've had more men fuck me than you've had hot
dinners," she flung at him.

   "Get to my room," he boomed and descended on her and she turned and ran.
"And you, Kyla," he caught hold of her arm and his knuckles dug hard into
her breast.

   "Yes, sir, I'm going," she wailed.

   He slapped Kyla's ass all along the hall until she turned into his
bedroom and stood frozen in the door, not believing her eyes.

   "Get in," he snarled, then grinned, as he saw what she was looking at.



   Chapter 11

   The curtains in the bedroom were drawn and the room was in semidarkness
but there was enough light to see Shawn standing close to the bed with his
legs wide apart.  His prick stood out like a battering ram, long and hard
and curved.  In front of Shawn knelt his mother, wearing only a skimpy pair
of panties through which the curve of her buttocks showed.  She was about
to take her son's prick into her wide-open mouth as they all burst in.  Her
head whirled around and a look of panic froze her small face.

   "Jill, I've brought the two girls with me," said John, pushing them into
the room.  "I've punished them.  They've both been soundly thrashed," he
said like he didn't see Shawn about to plunge his prick into her mouth.

   Jill came to her feet and turned around and her tits were upward like
sky rockets.  Her dark nipples were little cocks in the middle of her
smooth hard orbs.  She nodded at her husband and smiled gently at Kyla with
her hand up against her mouth stifling a cry.

   "Didn't I say my dear brother Shawn was probably giving it to mummy?"
said Jodi smugly as she stalked into the room.

   "I've already punished Shawn," cried Jodi.  "She gave Jodi a savage
look. "He told me all the awful things you did to him."

   "Me, did to him?" Jodi exploded.

   "You shaved him bare, look.  Don't deny it.  You're a bad girl.  Didn't
you shave him?"

   "Yes, but-"

   "You needn't say any more," snapped Jill.  "I hope your father whipped
you soundly."

   "I did," he roared.  "She won't be able to sit down for a week.  What
are you standing at the door for, Kyla.  Get in here," he ranted at her.

   "Well, John!" Jill stood close to him.  "Now that they've all been
punished, I think we should take the opportunity to teach them properly all
about sex, don't you?"

   "My own thoughts entirely," he smiled down at her.  "I think they've all
got a lot to learn." He looked over at Kyla with her back against the
closed door.  She looked lovely with her uncombed hair straggling over her
shoulders and the animal look of fear in her lush green eyes.

   "I had to tell mummy," Shawn said to Jodi, going over to her.  "She
understands.  Everything is all right." He put his arms around her neck and
kissed her.

   "You're such a beast, Shawn.  You didn't have to tell." She rested her
head against his chest.  "And Kyla told daddy what we did and I wet myself
and-"

   "Ssshhh!" he hushed her.  "This is a new beginning and we don't have to
hide things anymore.  Look at mummy.  Hasn't she a divine body?  She's
going to let me fuck her, Jodi.  She said I could."

   "And me?" she asked in a small voice.

   "Don't worry.  Mummy said daddy would take care of you.  She said he's
been waiting for you to grow up and now you are ready for him," he
chuckled.

   John started to pull off his shirt, his eyes still glued to Kyla, and
then he fumbled with his trousers and let them drop and stepped out of
them. For a second he stood only in his undershirt and his underpants,
looking the girl over, and then he pulled his undershirt over his head and
went over to her.

   "Jodi was telling the truth," whispered Kyla.

   "It isn't too late, you can go home," he grinned and touched her golden
hair, wrapping it around his hand and tugging it.

   "Shawn, come over to the bed," intoned Jill and without any fuss she
slipped her panties down and stepped out of them.  She stood poised on the
tip of her toes and then sauntered over to the bed and threw herself onto
it and waited for him.

   "I can't go home at this hour," gulped Kyla.  "My parents would want to
know what's wrong.  I'd get into big trouble."

   He dropped his hand to her shoulder and smiled into her eyes.

   "You want to take me, don't you?" she said.

   "Yes, Kyla, I do."

   "It doesn't seem right.  I mean, with Shawn, he's about the same age as
me.  You're much older."

   "That doesn't matter." He dropped both hands to her breasts and cupped
them and they were big and full.

   "But your daughter, Jodi," she said feebly.

   "I'll take care of her afterward," he promised, and he took hold of her
hand and led her over to the double bed where Shawn was spread eagled over
Jill and about to go into her.

   "But your wife," protested Kyla holding back.

   "She'll enjoy seeing me take you, Kyla."

   Jodi watched her father pull Kyla onto the bed and push her down on her
back.  She saw him ease her legs open and admire her slit and she wished it
was she who was there about to be screwed as he eased down his underpants.

   "Holy cow," gasped Kyla.  "I could never take that.  You're a freak. 
That's what you are, a freak." She backed away from him and found herself
jammed up against Jill and Shawn.

   "You'll take it," said Jill knowingly.  "You have no choice.  It's a
beautiful tool, Kyla."

   Jodi went over and stared at her father's weapon, thinking it was the
biggest she had ever seen.  It was long and uncircumcised and it curled
around in a corkscrew like a pig's cock with the middle of it much fatter
than the rest.  His hand went to it and drew back the foreskin, showing the
shining bulbous prick head.  It glided out and swelled up deep purple in
color and ready to impale the young girl.

   All eyes were fixed on the monstrous prick.  Surely Jill couldn't take
it and certainly Kyla couldn't.  They felt sorry for her.

   "Isn't it enormous," cried Jill unkindly and pushed Kyla toward it.

   "No, don't.  I'd rather face my parents and confess than have to take
that," she wailed.

   "It's magnificent," breathed Jodi and she felt her cum come down to fill
her cunt.  She could take it.  It would feel great filling her fuck hole,
but he wanted first to take Kyla and she would have to wait.

   "Haven't you seen a grown man before?" bellowed John as he pulled Kyla
into the middle of the bed and reared up over her.

   All she could see was his looming prick and she was terrified.  There
was no getting away from him.  Nothing would stop him fucking her.  He
wanted her badly.  He was climbing on top of her.  She let out a squeal as
his legs forced hers open and he brutally attacked her slit.  He pulled
them wide open and spread them back to their pink inner lips and poised
ready.

   "Shawn is only a boy.  You're going to get a man's prick now," he
grunted and stabbed at her open cunt with his cock head.

   She felt the mushroom head drive into her and she caught her breath,
knowing it was only the beginning.  There was fully twelve inches of thick
cock yet to drive into her and just thinking about it nearly made her pass
out.

   He dropped his head to her olive breasts and bit her nipple hard as he
thrust his hips forward and drove hard into her.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" she wailed and the whole of her body arched
frantically.

   "Easy, girl, I haven't even started yet." He winked at Jill with her
legs wrapped around Shawn getting his prick deep inside of her.  The boy
showed promise.  He was riding her well.

   "Hurry up so I can have it," smarted Jodi sitting on the end of the bed,
the cum pouring out of her love gash.

   "Wait your turn, child.  I'll fix you up soon enough," he promised her
as he sunk his prick up to the thick part of his length into Kyla.  She was
tight.  He could feel her cunt walls squeezing all round his tool and now
she was about to get the hard part.  It had taken Jill years to get used to
it and even now she moaned when she took it.

   Kyla's eyes begged him to stop.  Her mouth was half-open ready to cry
out, knowing he was about to ram all the way into her.  He was a beast.  He
knew he had her at his mercy.

   He balanced his weight on his knees and drew back, pulling his prick
nearly out of her so her cunt lips would lubricate it.  She was only a
child; a baby, but that didn't matter.  And he surged forward, splaying her
legs wide open, cannoning his prick right up to her ovaries.

   "Yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww." Her scream came from deep down in her stomach,
driven up and out by his cock to gurgle in a long howl from her wide-open
mouth.  Her fingers dived down to his stem in a vain attempt to stop the
remaining inches of his cock boring into her.  But it was all too late.

   The final two inches of his leathery prick drilled through her cunt lips
and his whole cock started to corkscrew around inside Kyla, worming as deep
as it was possible to get.

   Her hands clutched at him with her fingers arched as her mouth opened
and closed not releasing a sound.  Her eyes bulged as she felt the heavy
fleshy length writhing like a python along her love tunnel.

   His pole greased with her cunt juice started to ride her backward and
forward to siphon up his spunk from his ball bag.

   The others sat close watching Kyla's agonized face and wondering how her
tight hole could take so much punishment.  They could see the thick cock
driving in and out like a piston as her head tossed from side to side.

   "You beautiful little bitch," he gasped through clenched teeth and put
his big hands under her buttocks and spread her ass cheeks open so he drive
his finger deep into her shit hole.

   Kyla's lips trembled and she started to cry and her tears spilled down
her cheeks.  Being fucked was one thing but the indignity of being watched
by the man's wife and children was too much for her.

   "Careful, daddy.  She's not on the pill," Jodi warned.

   "John," Jill cried out.  "Don't blow in her, you'll make the child
pregnant and we don't want that."

   He grunted and whipped his fuck pole out of her and sat back on his
haunches staring at her gaping red hole.

   "Why not suck her?" hissed Jill as she saw him looking at Kyla's quim.
"It's a lovely hole, John.  It's young and tender and I'd like to see your
tongue go into it.  Go on."

   He nodded and wriggled backward and dropped on his belly with his face
inches from her throbbing slit.  It was a lovely hole and her little bottom
was flushed where his belt had thrashed it.  His tongue shot out and
touched the tip of her clit and he felt her come alive.  His mouth closed
around her cunt lips, drawing them into his mouth as his tongue went along
her tunnel.

   "Make her come, John," urged Jill, watching Kyla's face.  "She will if
you keep at it."

   He nuzzled his nose into the golden fuzz of hair around her cunt and
smelt the nectar of her womanhood as his tongue washed her inner lips, his
teeth gripping her clit and closing tight around it.

   "Nooooooo-you're hurting me," she cried as a thousand nerve endings
responded sending electric shocks all the way through her.  She gasped and
experienced a new feeling, her very first orgasm building up like a bomb
about to explode.  It swept over her in waves of hot and cold flashes and
she felt she was sinking down into a very dark pit.  Then she felt like she
was being flung upward on a cloud and she lost control of herself as a
stream of cum and golden pee spurted from her cunt all over him.

   "She came," Jill cheered as she saw the spreading wet pool around Kyla's
bottom and John withdrew his head from her crotch.  Her sticky cum was all
over his smiling face and Jill giggled and leaned over and kissed him. 
"The little girl came," she whispered.  "And I'm glad.  But now it's Jodi's
turn.  The poor girl has been waiting so patiently.  Take your daughter
now, John."

   Jodi climbed onto the bed, her shaven pussy arched and ready.  She was
glad he hadn't spunked into Kyla because now she would get his full load.
She lay back next to Kyla and opened her legs and waited for him to climb
on top of her.

   "No," said John.  "Not that way.  Turn over, Jodi."

   She did as she was told and rolled over onto her stomach and she felt
his strong hands draw her buttocks open.

   "This way," he snarled.  "Like you wanted Kyla to get it." And before
she could do anything about it the bulbous head of his prick stabbed into
her asshole.

   "No, daddy, oh no," she bawled and tried to turn back over.

   "Don't move," he thundered.  His fingers eased her shit hole open as the
head glided in, and he smiled at Kyla now propped up on her elbows watching
his every move.

   "Gosh, look," exclaimed Shawn, bending to see his father's prick surging
up his sisters asshole.  "He's going to give her all of it."

   Jodi beat her fists on the bed, and, against her will, she spread her
legs, thinking to make it easier for herself, but instead she only loosened
her hole and enabled him to drive in much faster.

   He gave her the whole thing in one untiring drive, humping the last
little bit till his balls were resting in the mouth of her cunt, and then
he started riding her.  He went up and down, seesawing over her ass cheeks
his long prick, opening up her shit hole, making it ready for him to shoot
his load.

   "Not in her ass, John," Jill whispered.  "Finish it off in her mouth,"
she begged him.

   Kyla couldn't believe her ears.  That a mother would want her daughter
defiled in such a way seemed inhuman.  They were depraved monsters.  She
watched John pulling out of Jodi's shit hole and tossing himself on his
back with his brown prick standing up like a flagpole.

   "Jodi," he roared.

   "Yes, daddy." She turned over.

   "Go down between my legs and suck me off," he gasped.

   No one said a word as they watched Jodi obediently kneel and move around
so her head was between her father's legs.  She grasped his thick prick in
her hand and bent her head and opened her mouth.

   Kyla looked away, not wanting to watch, but curiosity got the better of
her and she looked back and shuddered.

   "Open your mouth as wide as you can, Jodi," coached Jill.  "Hold daddy's
balls in your hand, now take it in your mouth."

   Jodi's mouth closed around the foreskin of his prick and her lips rolled
it back so his cock head swelled inside her mouth.  She felt him jerk and
lift to drive it forward and slowly his enormous cock disappeared into her
mouth and down her throat.

   "Suck it," hissed Jill.  "Suck it hard," and she leaned over and shoved
Jodi's head down making her take almost half of her husband's prick in one
gulp.

   "I've never seen anything like it before," groaned Shawn, and without
thinking he climbed up on Kyla and started to stuff his prick into her
slippery cunt hole.

   "Suck harder," roared John.  "I'll teach you how to suck, you bitch,"
and he caught hold of her head and held it and started to fuck her mouth
like a cunt, in and out, in and out.

   Jodi gurgled and spluttered, not able to catch her breath as his prick
filled the whole of her mouth and inched down the back of her throat.

   "Look at your daughter, Jill, sucking me off," he bragged.  "Doesn't she
look good with a prick stuck in her mouth?"

   "Yes, John, she looks fantastic," breathed Jill, watching Shawn holding
Kyla down, protesting and trying to stop him from fucking her.

   "Suck harder, you slut.  I'm going to shoot a whole bucket load of spunk
into your mouth, you whore," he bellowed and started to come.  It began as
a trickle that became a rush as a torrent of thick spunk spurted from his
fuck eye, filling her mouth.

   "Uuuggghhh!" she gagged.

   "Swallow it, you bitch," he roared and pushed his prick right up to his
balls into her mouth and let his load unleash down her throat.

   "Suck it from his prick, every drop," urged Jill with her fingers
rubbing hard inside her cunt.  She sat with her knees up, facing Shawn so
he could watch her as he screwed Kyla.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhhh!" exploded John and his legs closed around Jodi's
neck as he made her take the last drop before he dragged his shrinking
prick from out of her mouth.

   Jodi felt the spunk dribbling down her chin as his prick slopped from
between her lips.  She had had a feast of spunk and still it wasn't enough.
She lay her head against her father's thigh wondering how long it would
take him to come back up again.



   Chapter 12

   "Come to mummy, Shawn, and learn how to make love," cried Jill, tired of
watching her husband giving his cock to their daughter.

   Shawn let out a parched laugh as he got to his knees, his cock beginning
to ache with horny pleasure as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth
hungrily against his mother's red lips.  Her mouth opened wide to take his
exploring tongue.

   "You're good and ready, aren't you?" she chuckled and she clutched the
throbbing length of his cock.

   "Yes, mummy," he gasped.

   "Well, it's a little late for your birthday so this will be my belated
gift," she cried hoarsely.

   His tongue glided down her neck, leaving a glistening trail of saliva
along Jill's heaving tits.  There he sucked up huge mouthfuls of her pliant
flesh, massaging and mouthing the hot, hard-tipped orbs until Jill's breath
came in labored pants.  He played with her yielding boobs, then got to work
on the fiery nipples, scourging each in turn with kisses, nibbles, and
sucks.  Spasms of pleasure shook her body and he knew she wasn't far from
an orgasm, so he stopped his tit teasing and began again to kiss and suck
along her body, inching down over her belly toward her crotch.  He tongued
her belly button and lower abdomen on his way to the furry patch of her
pubis and his blood-engorged cock trailed down over her face to slap
against her parted lips.

   "Yes, oh yes, my little boy," she crooned willingly.

   John looked over at his wife and gave a knowing smile before he turned
his head to feast his eyes on Kyla's naked splendor.  Soon he would be
ready to take her again.

   As Shawn's tongue snaked out to split the bloated lips of his mother's
cunt, he felt her hand close around his cock, ever so lightly.  He grinned
and bent his head as his tongue probed deeper and deeper into the
incredibly wet and succulent hole of her quim.

   Jill's tongue hung limp and ready between her lips as she drew Shawn's
cock toward it.  Her fingers squeezed the velvet flesh where his pubic
hairs had been shorn and she was ready.

   He sensed his mother was about to suck him as he tongued her gash with
increasing fervor, feeling her hot breath on the sensitive, taut flesh of
his swollen member.

   "Take it," he gasped, "take it into your mouth, mummy-go on."

   "I will," she soothed.

   He buried his face in the gash of his mother's cunt as ripples of
electricity fired through him as her urgent mouth closed around the
throbbing crown of his cock, her tongue smothering his prick tip, then
letting it slide along her tongue into her warm, gulping mouth.

   "Bite it, eat it," he pleaded and wanted to call out for the others to
watch as his mother sucked him off.

   With his legs outstretched at either side of her head, she had total
freedom to do what she wanted with Shawn's swollen prick and she wasn't in
any hurry to bring him off.

   He smelt the odor of his mother's dripping cunt and its salty-sweet
taste excited him beyond sensibility.  With his mouth buried deeply in her
streaming gorge of cunt flesh and his prick being vigorously sucked by her
eager mouth, he didn't care about anything else.  He trembled with pleasure
as he heard her gag each time he thrust his hips down, fucking the wet
sheath of her gobbling mouth, and still she didn't stop her desperate
mouthing.  Instead her mouth opened wider, allowing his achingly stiff meat
to slip even further into her throat.  He felt her fingertips digging
savagely into his buttocks, embracing him in a growing frenzy as she drew
his cock back so her teeth could nibble the raw ridge of his cock, swirling
her tongue around the pulsing spunk eye.  Then she let the full-bloated
length sink back into her throat until his balls danced around her lips.

   Her little ass pumped up and down, rubbing her wet twat all over his
face.  Suddenly, she stopped, motionless and tense for a long moment of
breathless ecstasy, then erupted with a renewed frenzy of squirming,
shuddering, orgasmic joy.

   He attacked her clitoris with grim determination, sucking her tender
cunt flesh and swallowing every drop of her flood of juices as she grunted
and humped and gasped in the throes of mindless bliss.  Gradually her
tensing, whip-lashing movements faded and became a slow rotating action,
rubbing her splayed cunt lips against his mouth with gentle but nonetheless
urgent force.  He took her all with his mouth as he continued to thrust his
dick further down her gullet.

   "Beautiful," she gasped.

   He lifted his face from her fuck slit and groaned that he was nearly
ready to come himself as his cock was swallowed in tight, mean sucks that
made his prick throb like it was about to burst.

   "Let it come, Shawn," she shouted out.

   "When I come, swallow it, mummy," he gasped.

   "I will," she gulped as she kept on sucking.

   Faster and faster his cock stoked her hungry mouth.  He felt the tips of
her fingers squeezing the base of his shaft like she was trying to milk it,
causing it to jerk madly as his long-awaited stream of fuck milk rushed
through him, surging.  up to swell his testicles that were ready to
explode.

   "Suck it, harder," he wailed.

   She wanted to tell him she couldn't because his cock was too big and it
stuffed her mouth so full that not a word could come out now.

   "Ahhh-ahhh-UNGH!" he screamed as his boiling-hot spunk sprayed into her
mouth, shooting down her throat in mighty jets.  His cries spiraled away
into loud, ecstatic grunts as the geysers of cream kept firing nonstop into
her devouring mouth.  At last the heavy spurts died away, but he still felt
her mouth tight around his shriveling cock, sucking the very last drop of
dew from it.

   She kissed his softening shaft and balls, her, tongue going all around
them.  She tongued the soft tender skin of his inner thighs before dabbing
wetly at his asshole.  Her tongue tip circled his quivering asshole,
dipping with slow strokes into the tightly constricted hole before gliding
back to his heaving balls.

   "Don't stop," he begged and stretched his legs as wide as he could as he
laid his face down against her slippery fuck hole.

   "She'll take him again," said John crawling over to Kyla, who had
watched the entire performance with her mouth gaping open.

   "But-his own mother!" Her eyes bulged.

   "And why not?" He stared into the dark divide of the young girl's tits.
There were so many ways to fuck innocent little girls.

   Jill gently nibbled the base of her son's cock, tonguing up along the
hardening length.  Her fingers foraged over his thighs and buttocks and
balls, squeezing, tickling, and caressing them.  She opened her mouth and
took his cock into it again and bit it hard.

   "Aaaahhhhhh," he cried out as spine-tingling waves of delight raced from
his toes through his legs and thighs up to his stomach to merge in one
tremendous wave at his balls.  Now his cock drove completely into her mouth
and he abandoned himself to the onrush of blazing excitement that enveloped
him.  With his ruby-red cock head throbbing deep in her throat, he wasn't
able to warn her as a heavy missile of spunk shot from his fuck rod for a
second time.  He collapsed flat on top of her in a writhing, shaking frenzy
as the delightful spurts from his cock slowly drained his ball bag.

   "Please fuck me, daddy," whispered Jodi as she put her arm around his
waist seeing his huge cock standing hard and ready.  Watching her mother
had made her shiver with excitement and she had herself climaxed so many
times that she had lost count ...

   "Not yet, Jodi.  I want to take your little friend again," he said
gently as he saw her thighs wet with her own cunny juice.  He felt an
awesome erupting as his blue-veined prick swelled like a monstrous sausage
as his daughter urged him to fuck her.

   "But daddy," she wailed, and it came out like a tortured moan.  She
glared at Kyla who was lying back, her widely splayed crotch an open
invitation.  Her up-thrusted tits quivered expectantly.

   "Take me then," hissed Kyla, her nubile body writhing, her breathing
excited as she anticipated a hot throbbing cock that would surge into her.

   "Bitch," spat Jodi.  She started frigging herself again as she saw her
father edge over to Kyla to inspect the vestible of her young cunt.  His
huge hands moved over her alabaster body to her hard-pointed tits as Jodi
stuffed her fingers into her cuntal chasm.

   "That was heaven, mummy," gasped Shawn, feeling he didn't have the
strength to lift his head from her sticky crotch.

   "Lay still and watch the others and then you'll come again," she laughed
quietly as she stared at the soft pillows of his buttocks.  It was like he
knew she was looking at them because they clenched together hiding his shit
hole.  Absently she touched them as she felt Shawn's drooling mouth against
her wet, hair-fringed slit.

   "How do you want me to fuck you, Kyla?" asked John, straddling her.  His
eyes washed her mound of cunt flesh dressed lightly with her yellow hair.
The halo of golden wisps were parted ready for his fiery cock.

   "Any way you want to fuck me," said Kyla provocatively.  Just saying it
sent exquisite sensations through her, urging her nipples into turgid
blooms.  She gazed at his distended fuck stick.  Soon it would be weaving
around inside of her, rampaging, ravishing her.

   "If you don't put it into her she'll come just thinking about it,"
called Jill, taking her eyes off the globes of Shawn's buttocks.  "Fuck the
girl, John.  Don't tease her."

   "I'm going to," he croaked hoarsely as he twisted Kyla's tits until
cherry-red nipples stood up like twin pricks.  His fingers bit into the
yielding spheres and he felt her respond with sexual spasms.  Now the
child's cunt was gapping and dripping wet.  Her eyes were submitting.  He
mouthed obscenities at her as he half-lifted her and spun her over on her
belly, her long, tapered legs outstretched.

   "Take me," came her anguished cry.

   He held his screw shaft in his hand as he parted her ass cheeks with his
knees to inspect her puckered little anus.  His swollen sword grew bigger
as he let it go to hold the globes of her bottom wide open.

   "Please fuck me," she implored, thinking his prick was aimed at her
leaking fuck hole and that he was tantalizing her.

   He moaned with lust as he readied to spear forward into the velvety fold
to despoil her moist pinkness for ever more.  He thought nothing of the
excruciating pain she would have to bear as his prick swung forward like a
battering ram to impale her.

   "Aargghhhhhh-ohhhhhahhhhh," she roared and gave a violent convulsion as
his smooth-skinned truncheon tore into her asshole and kept on drilling
deeper.

   His fingers sank into the soft, fleshy buttocks that he drew back toward
him as his bloated cock sank between the twin cheeks relentlessly.

   "Yeeooooowwwww, nooooooooo, nooooooooo," she screamed, as his grinding
cock stretched her asshole till it felt it would split, and now it was
pumping backward and forward like a piston.

   He reached under her and fingered her raindrop-moist slit, ignoring her
screams and threats.  His fingers arched and dug into the groove of
reddened flesh where his cock was meant to go.  It was a delightful little
pussy but her ass was much tighter and had to be taken.

   She let out a last strangled groan, knowing there was no escape.  The
silver tears swam down her face as the huge prick reamed her.  There was no
bliss, only pain, excrutiating pain as his swollen member bored deeper and
deeper.

   "Give her a good ass fuck; the little slut," hissed Jodi with
unconcealed delight as her fingers hooked into her own swampy slit.  Seeing
Kyla's lithe body writhing made her come again, enflaming her senses as her
fingers continued to work away at her pearly clit.

   Kyla babbled incoherently, her buttocks clenching and unclenching in
vain.  There was no way of freeing herself and her efforts were wasted.

   "Look, Shawn, daddy's going to blow into Kyla's asshole," cried Jill not
wanting him to miss it.

   Shawn managed to lift his head just as his father came and lifted
himself up for the final spunk-shooting drive.

   "Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh!" screamed Kyla as the huge prick surged along her
velvet-lined vise, stretching her humid crack taut and no longer pliant. 
She felt his two hard balls rubbing up against her steaming cunt as his
blood-engorged cock fully stuffed her shit hole, expanding and contracting
the muscle of her anal sphincter and starting to blow huge dollops of thick
spunk inside of her.

   John's face contorted into an ugly mask as he suddenly drew back,
pulling his wet tool out of her while it was still shooting, and with a
heave he drove it deeply into her wet pussy to finish off.

   Kyla writhed beneath him and finally managed to eject his fat cock and
she bobbed up from beneath him and stared with loathing at his
still-bloated prick oozing gobs of thick white cream.  Her green eyes
slitted and smoldered as her lips curled back over her gums, twisting her
face into an expression of pure hatred.

   He stared at her and down to the gash of her golden-framed pussy, which
was gaping open ...

   "You dirty, filthy, perverted bastard," Kyla howled in an outburst of
pain, her asshole feeling like a red-hot poker had been plunged into it.

   "Shaddap," he snapped, mesmerized by her large, exquisite breasts
thrusting upward in her tantrum.  Her open thighs exposed the fat, pink
lips of her vulva, spread and drooling with slippery wetness.  Her clitoris
was visible, peeping out from under its hood as a tiny button of glistening
red flesh.

   "Pig," she roared and shut her legs tight.

   "John," said Jill quietly.  "Don't be cruel to the girl." She wriggled
over and put her arms around her and cuddled her against her breasts like a
baby.

   "He-he hurt me," Kyla whimpered.

   "I know, darling.  He's a brute.  But I'll make you better." Jill smiled
to herself as she pushed the girl back on the bed and bent and kissed her
mouth.

   "I ache all over," sobbed Kyla, feeling Jill's wet lips moving down her
throat and slithering across her breast to mouth her nipple.

   "I'll make you better, I promise," crooned Jill.  "Now open your
beautiful legs, dear, and let me have a look."



   Chapter 13

   "Kyla, you have a magnificent body," whispered Jill, as she held the
young girl's thighs wide open and poised ready to climb between them to
suck the gold-fringed gash that was heaving expectantly.

   "Leave the fucking slut alone," bellowed John.  "If you want to slobber
over a female body then take your daughter, Jodi," he laughed hoarsely. 
"She'll let you and it's something I wouldn't mind watching, a mother and
daughter having it off together."

   Jill's eyes were locked on Kyla's succulent pussy.  The girl's sex hole
was begging for the spearing tongue of a woman.  She could see that and
much more as John's voice came through the fog of her thoughts.

   "Jodi, go and lay next to your mother," ordered John.  "Move out of the
way, Shawn, and make room for her.  You'd like to watch your mother eat
your sister's cunt, wouldn't you?"

   "Yes, dad, I would," he said with a stirring of excitement in his
stomach.  Again his youthful cock started to harden at the prospect of
seeing his mother go down on Jodi.  He grinned at Jodi as she came and lay
on her back next to him.  She stared at the ceiling with a blank look on
her face.

   "But John," Jill started to complain and stopped when she saw his angry
face.  "Yes, John," she said obediently.  She gave a reluctant sigh and
moved away from Kyla toward Jodi.

   "Mummy," smiled Jodi, tingling with a mounting sense of surrender.  She
half-closed her eyes and moaned softly, her lips pursed, and said, "Fuck
me, mummy, fuck me," again and again as wave after wave of sensual
realization broke over her.

   Jill lowered her head and kissed her daughter's breasts, her tongue
trailing across the small mounds, then stopping and taking a nipple between
her teeth and sucking the breast back into her mouth.

   Jodi started to tremble.  This was the ultimate, to have her own mother
make love to her while her horny father and brother looked on.  Her
trembling increased until she was shaking visibly.

   "There, darling," whispered Jill as she nestled against Jodi's body,
clutching her tightly, fingering her cunt and moving her hand around to cup
one of her yielding buttocks.  Her fingers hooked and bit into the soft
flesh as she hugged Jodi right up against her.

   "Mummy-"

   "Hush, darling," smiled Jill, bending and kissing her softly.  She let
go of the buttock and her fingers glided between Jodi's ass cheeks to
explore her yielding holes.

   "Get between the girl's legs and suck her cunt," boomed John, getting
off the bed and moving around the side to be able to see better.  He flung
Kyla a taunting glance as his turgid cock flailed the air.  She was
half-sitting, propped up by pillows with a numb look on her face.

   Jill pulled herself out of Jodi's arms and wriggled down so her head was
between her daughter's legs.

   "Now start sucking her," hissed John.  He knelt at the side of the bed,
watching the wet jism seeping from Jodi's twitching pussy.

   Jill lowered her head until her mouth was less than an inch away from
Jodi's cunt and then her tongue snaked out and parted the puffy sex lips
and dove inside.  She deliberately held her head to one side so both John
and Shawn could see exactly what she was doing.

   "Fantastic," breathed Shawn as his mother's mouth opened and moved
closer to oval around Jodi's bloated cunt lips.  He saw the red flesh
sucked up into his mother's mouth as Jodi started to writhe and spasm in
her first orgasm.  Everyone of a thousand tiny hairs stood up on end around
her cunt as her mother buried her face into the wet, quivering flesh.

   Shawn started to stroke his burgeoning cock as Jodi let out a shriek of
pure animal pleasure and her legs thrashed around to close in a vise around
her mother's neck.  Jodi's eyes were wide open and brimming with tears of
unrestrained pleasure as she felt her mother's mouth and tongue expertly
bringing down the cum to her quim.  Her hips gyrated, pressing her sticky
quim hard against her mother's mouth.

   "Ungh!" moaned Shawn, as he squeezed his swollen member to draw up the
spunk from his bloated balls.  He lay gasping, knowing he soon would have
to come and shoot his load into the air.

   "That's enough," John said suddenly.  "Enough I said." He stood up and
folded his arms across his chest and waited for Jill's head to come up from
between Jodi's legs before he went on.  "It's late and before we retire
we'll all get together as a family and have one last big fuck," he said
coarsely.

   All eyes were on him.  Jill shuffled back and sat on her legs, her eyes
questioning him.

   "And of course, Kyla," he boomed.  "After an, you're more or less family
now, my girl.  I want to see the children fuck, mother," he said to Jill.
"Shawn and Jodi."

   "Very well," said Jill quietly.  "But what about you and me, and Kyla?
Are we just to stand by and watch?"

   "No," he answered thickly.  "I want you to go and get the toys, Jill,"
his eyes twinkled.

   "The toys?" Jodi sat up and brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes. 
"What toys?"

   "Go and get them, Jill," hissed John.  "Now, everyone down on the
floor," he commanded the others and watched sternly until they obeyed.

   "Do you think we ought to, John?" asked Jill nervously.

   "Yes, get them," he shouted at her.

   "I've had enough.  You can count me out," cried Kyla, afraid of what was
to happen.  She didn't understand but she was sure the toys meant something
especially unpleasant and she felt John had her specifically in mind for
some barbaric treatment.

   "You're included," he snapped at her.

   "You're crazy.  You can't make me stay if I don't want to," she fired
back at him and jumped from the bed and ran from the room to find her
clothes.

   "Come back here," he roared after her.

   She darted into Jodi's room and found her underwear strewn across the
floor and she pulled on her panties in feverish haste with his voice still
hammering in her ears.  She grabbed up her bra and quickly strapped it
around her, bobbing her breasts into the cups as she hooked it up.  The man
was mad!  They were all mad.  She looked around for the rest of her clothes
and stopped as he marched into the room.

   "Kyla, you have three choices," said John blocking the door.  He saw her
scared and beautiful and his cock bounced up and down of its own volition.

   "Three choices?" she asked through dry lips, telling herself the only
way she would get out of the house would be by humoring him.

   "I can take you home and report in detail what has gone on here tonight
and the part you played in the activities," he said slowly.

   "You wouldn't dare," she exploded.  "You're too involved.  I'm underage.
I was a virgin before I came here," she said all in one breath.

   "Or I can give you another thrashing to bring you to your senses and
make you take part in our final sex act.  And I can make you," he said very
deliberately.

   "My father would kill you if you hurt one hair on my head," she shouted
bravely but with very little conviction in her voice.

   "The third choice-"

   "I don't care.  I don't want to know," she screamed.

   "Very well, then I'll thrash you, Kyla.  I've a heavy hand and your
little bottom will feel like it's on fire and you'll beg me to stop, but I
won't."

   "The third choice," she asked, shivering with fear because she knew he
was capable of anything now.

   "You'll follow me back into the bedroom and you'll willingly submit to a
little sex game we are going to play called pass around the wooden cock."

   Her legs trembled so much she felt that at any moment they would
collapse from under her.

   "Come along, Kyla," he stood to one side from the door, his eyes running
up and down her little tight panties and her bulging bra.  Partly dressed
she looked even more inviting and the fun would be stripping off the wisps
of material to get to that olive flesh that he desired so much.

   "I'm scared," she howled.

   The sperm boiled in his ball bag.  There wasn't a man alive that didn't
yearn to hear a young girl beg, and that was what she was doing with her
imploring eyes and husky moans.  Her sulking, wanton mouth was pursed into
a plea that he ignored.

   "Don't hurt me, please," she gulped and moved toward him and sidled
around him to go through the door.

   He could see the twin globes of her ass through her silk panties and he
wanted to caress them, wanted to tear at the sheath of material to get at
them in his lust for her.

   "You won't hurt me, will you?" she whimpered all the way back to the
bedroom.  She hurried because she imagined she felt his hot breath on the
back of her neck and it wouldn't be beyond him to push her to the floor to
perform some depraved act on her.  At least in the bedroom with the others
there would be some safety.  She almost ran into the big room and stopped
dead when she saw what was going on.

   "Go right on in," cried John behind her, prodding her with his thick
fingers in the small of her back.

   "No--oh my God, no," she wailed, feeling the longest, hardest thrashing
in the world couldn't be half as bad as what was about to happen to her.

   "The toys, Kyla," crooned Jill beckoning her in.  She sat on the floor
surrounded by sex aids and in her hand was a long, thick wooden cock that
she waved at the girl suggestively.

   "The toys," chortled Shawn, lying outstretched on top of a rubber doll
inflated with air.  His grinding cock was sliding in and out of a hairy
muff between the doll's legs.  His hands cupped the doll's big breasts,
thumbing the dainty crinkled nipples.  Now the trunk of his swollen prick
drew out of the synthetic cunt to bob up and down like a yo-yo.

   "Look, Kyla.  I've grown a cock," yelled Jodi, coming around the bed. 
She stood in the middle of the room, proudly sporting a rubber penis that
was strapped around her waist.

   Kyla's eyes fastened on the huge wooden cock still in Jill's hand and
she knew that toy was being reserved for her.  She made to step back and
came up hard against John and she felt his hard cock jam up against her ass
crack.  She leaped forward, afraid he would insert it again into her muck
hole and found herself in the room.

   "One big, happy family," chortled John, following Kyla in and dropping
his hand on her shoulder.  He squeezed the soft flesh around her shoulder
blade.

   "I want you to thrash me," she whispered, hardly knowing what she was
saying.

   "Thrash you?  Who's going to thrash you?" asked Shawn, climbing up off
the rubber doll.

   "Take off your bra, girl," boomed John.

   "And why on earth have you got your panties on?" asked Jill, coming to
her feet.

   Kyla felt them closing in on her.  A few feet away was Jodi stropping
away on her false cock like it was a real one.  Behind her was John tugging
at the hooks of her bra.  Jill loomed the largest, coming ever so slowly
toward her with her small hand grasping the great big wooden cock like it
was a truncheon to batter her to death with.

   "Noooooo-nnnoooooo!" she wailed.

   "I gave her three choices," John said tonelessly.  "She came in here of
her own accord."

   They all glared at her hard and angry because she was spoiling their
fun. She even dared to wear a bra and panties in an effort to make them
feel guilty about their own nakedness.  She was the outsider.  She wasn't
family.  She was an intruder and she richly deserved to be punished.

   "Then thrash her and be done with it," snapped Shawn, eager to see her
tight buttocks quiver and color under his father's belt.

   "Send the little bitch home," Jodi said tartly.  "She doesn't belong
here with us."

   "No-let her stay but give her to me," urged Jill and the tip of her
tongue washed around her lips like it was licking cream out of the young
girl's twat.

   "Quiet all of you.  She stays," said John.  "She stays, but, first we'll
break her in." His eyes dilated and his mouth went slack.  "Give me that
wooden cunt-prodder, Jill.  I'll give her a length she'll remember for a
lifetime," he said in a broken whisper.



   Chapter 14

   The huge dildo hypnotized Kyla.  She saw Jill pass it to John and it
seemed to be eighteen inches long and at least four inches in diameter.  It
was curved and it had a bulbous head.  It was black and sleek and they were
going to put the thing inside of her.  She gasped and let out a loud
keening wail.

   "Shawn, pull her panties off," fired John.  "Get her down on the floor
and hold her legs wide open," he ordered.

   In a daze she felt their hands on her.  Her flimsy underwear was
stripped off and she was lifted bodily off her feet and dumped down on her
back.  She saw Jodi's gloating eyes and Shawn's hands close around her
ankles and her legs were yanked apart.

   "Careful, John," warned Jill.

   "I know what I'm doing, woman," he hissed at her.

   "Leave me alone you mother fuckers," she screamed, coming alive and her
whole body writhing to try and escape their clutches.  Then she saw John's
face as be walked between her legs and knelt down and she knew her
struggles and cries were useless.  His look was vicious.  He wanted badly
to do this thing to her.

   "If you hold very still then maybe it won't hurt so much," said Jill,
staring hard at Kyla's silken gash.

   John held the wooden cock tightly in both hands ready to stab it between
the swollen cunt lips that Jill was holding open.  Now the golden groove
was a red hole and he took his time and moved in closer and smelt the
perfume of her sex.

   "What a shame.  It's such a beautiful tight cunt," sighed Shawn, holding
her legs up high and as wide as they would go.

   "Nnnooo, please.  Oh my God.  I'll do anything.  You can do anything,
all of you," Kyla babbled.  "You can have me," she fired at Jill.  "I know
you want me." Her eyes went to Shawn.  "My ass.  Take it, anything but
this."

   "Stop whining," snapped Jodi.

   "You John, and you, Shawn.  Both at once if you want!" Her eyes pleaded.

   "Don't give her all of it, John.  She's only a very little girl and it's
such a shame," grunted Jill.  Even so her greedy eyes watched keenly for a
dribble of cum in the girl's gash that she could finger and suck before the
mighty weapon impaled her and dried her up.

   John shook his head and lunged forward, shoving the wooden fuck stick
hard with both hands into Kyla's quim.  He had to give it a savage twist to
get the huge cock head into the slit and then it sank easily, four, five,
six, seven inches and kept on gliding into the swollen flesh like it would
go all the way.

   "Aaaeeeeooooaaaggghhh - yeeeeeeoooooowwwwww." Kyla's mouth flew open and
an almost inhuman cry whistled from her throat as her eyes bulged open,
staring at the wooden trunk that was still disappearing into her fuck hole.
Her mouth gaped and she shuddered and twitched like an electric current was
pouring through her body.

   "How much, John?" asked Jill in a hushed voice.

   " 'Bout ten inches," he grinned wolfishly and drew the dildo back nearly
all the way out.  "How much can she take?" grunted Shawn.

   "All of it," snarled John and he bored forward, spearing the carved tree
right up into Kyla's belly.

   "Ooooooaaaaaagggggghhhhhh." As she screamed, her whole body turned over
leaving her face-downward and her legs still upheld but crossed.  Now the
wooden cock was underneath her.

   John saw a unique opportunity and he let go of the dildo and leaped up
on her buttocks and pressed down with all his weight.  With him bearing
down and the wooden cock standing up from the floor, there was only one way
it could go and that was all the way up Kyla's cunt.  He grasped her
buttocks with his huge hands as she let out a drum roll of screams. 
Without mercy he continued to bear down until there were only inches of the
fuck stick that weren't up the young girl's hairy gash, and then he let up.

   They let her go and she fell on her side and crawled around, getting up
on her hands and knees.  She managed to stand up and, with her legs wide
apart, she started to pull out the dildo like it was never ending.

   "You asked for it," hissed John, watching her tearing fingers at work at
her cunt lips.

   "But you shouldn't have given her it all," scolded Jill.

   "When I want your advice I'll ask for it.  Do you want a taste of it?"
he bellowed.

   "No, John.  I'm sorry," she whimpered and backed away.

   "Now the guys will call you slack hole," chortled Jodi, as she watched
Kyla pull the juice-drenched pole from her cunt and fling it to the floor.

   Kyla sank down to her knees and eased herself back on the floor.  No
longer shy, no longer modest, she lay with her legs wide open with her long
red gash for all to see.  And from her wide-stretched cunt the slightest
dribble of jism started to ooze, leaking down in a thin stream toward her
ass crack.

   "The fucking bitch is having an orgasm," hollered Jodi and she bent down
to watch.

   "She's right." Jill joined Jodi, squatting next to her.  "The divine
thing is cumming," she drooled.  "Look, John."

   Kyla's hand glided down between her legs and she searched out her pearly
clitoris and started to massage it as her girl spunk seeped from her hole.
She knew they were all watching her but she didn't care.  She frigged her
twat, driven by an uncontrollable urge, thinking of spearing prick meat
shooting boiling sperm into her belly.

   "She needed that dildo," grunted John.

   "It was tremendous," Kyla gasped in "a fit of voluptuousness.  "Yes, I
needed it.  It was beautiful.  It was long and hard and Shit-I'm cumming.
I'm cuuuuuummmiiiiiinnng," she moaned hoarsely and spread her cunt lips
wide open for them to watch her spray her quim juice like the white of an
unboiled egg along her thighs.

   There was no stopping Jill.  Her head whipped forward and her pink
tongue dived into Kyla's gash to suck greedily every drop of juice bubbling
out of her sex hole.  She buried her face into the furry patch and slurped
away at the cunt nectar like she might never get a taste again.

   "Dirty bitch," grinned John, slapping his wife's upturned bottom with
the palm of his hand.  He had a second thought and he pried her ass crack
open and beckoned to Jodi to get her tongue working in the humid crevice.

   Shawn watched his sister, Jodi, squat down behind her mother and poke
her pink tongue gently, then more firmly at one hole then another until her
tongue was lodged up Jill's cunt and lapping around the inner ridges.

   "Now you climb on to Jodi," cried John.

   Shawn needed no second bidding as Jodi's upturned ass invited him to
attack it.  He crouched behind her with bended knees and he guided the
swollen head of his prick between her cunt lips and watched his blue-veined
cock disappear into her dripping pussy.  He started to ride her, backward
and forward, driving deeper and deeper, and as he did he shoved Jodi's face
hard between his mother's ass cheeks and he heard her gasp with pleasure.

   "I've always said that the family that plays together, stays together,"
laughed John, as he strolled around the mother fucking quartet until he
came to Kyla's head.  He turned with his ass facing Jill and slowly lowered
himself down over Kyla's face.  Before his buttocks spread over the young
girl's mouth, he felt her willing tongue washing his balls.  He settled
over her with his knees astride of her head as her jabbing tongue attacked
his tight shit hole to inch into it.

   "Give it to me, Shawn," babbled Jodi, taking a pause froth eating her
mother's cunt.  "Give it to me long and hard and ever so slowly," she
begged.

   "I will so long as you promise me one thing," he panted, and with a
superhuman effort drove his ruby-red knob all the way up her.

   "Yes, yes.  Anything."

   "Promise you'll keep on shaving me all around my stem and balls and
shithole ..."

   "I promise," she screamed.

   "And," he went on.  "On your birthday you'll let me shave you, all
around your cunt and you'll keep it shaved?"

   "Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh!  Of course you can shave me.  You can do anything you
want to.  Faster now, Shawn.  Oh my God.  Aaaggghhh.  I'm cumming.  Shit,
I'm cuuuuummmmmmiiinnngggg."

   He felt her slippery cum running down the inside of her legs and he
drove his prick all the way into her till his balls were drenched with her
fuck juice.

   "Shoot, Shawn.  Blow your load, you bastard.  Don't hold back," she
howled.

   Oblivious now to everything but the oncoming flood of thick sperm
coursing up along his rigid pole, he kept on plunging in and out of Jodi's
cunt, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, his legs stiffening, trying
to hold it back.  "Here it comes," he wailed reluctantly and shouted as
spasms of gushing spunk shot into her cock-gobbling twat.  Thick wads of
cream shot like a geyser all along her velvet tunnel and he felt like he
could keep on shooting until it poured like a tide from her gaping quim.

   "More, more," she urged and manipulated her cunt muscle until it closed
like a vise around his exploding fuck stick.  She never wanted his rod ever
to go limp again.  She never wanted it ever to go inside another woman. 
And she stayed bent over to let him know she was his for as long as he
wanted her.


   The End