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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Old Guest House - A Nancy Screw Mystery by Nat Sherman (natsherman13@yahoo.com) *** Young sleuth Nancy Screw and her friends have recently unlocked the mysteries of sex. When a new girl arrives on the first day of school, Nancy is intrigued. When she discovers her father, the handsome Carson Screw, has secretly attended a meeting with the new girl's family in their guest house, Nancy and George must figure out what's going on! (M+/ff, inc, parody) *** Chapter 1 It was the morning of the first day of school at River Heights High. Nancy Screw was just out of the shower and drying off. Her good friend Georgine Payne, who preferred to be called George, was sitting on Nancy's bed in her short, plaid school skirt looking at Nancy's family album. "Gosh, your father is hot." George exclaimed as she flipped through the photo album. "I bet he's got a gorgeous cock." "George!" Nancy said, pretending to be shocked. "You're talking about my father." "So? What's the big deal? Bess and I are cousins and we've been having sex together with you all summer." Bess Carvin was Nancy's other best friend. The three friends had been curious about sex for sometime and had discussed it often. Earlier that summer they were having a sleepover at George's house and George showed the girls some of the magazines she found in her attic. Nancy couldn't help wondering what it was like to do the things they saw in the pictures. And so the three girls peeled off their nighties and began to explore one another's bodies. From that night on, the three friends had sex as often as they could. The summer had been filled searching the mysteries of sexual pleasure and discovering new and exciting sexual adventures. "Anyway," George continued - staring at a picture of Nancy's handsome father, "I'd fuck him if he was my dad. Do you suppose he's fucking your housekeeper?" "Anna?" Nancy asked. "I don't know." Honestly, the thought had not crossed her mind before, but suddenly she pictured her housekeeper, Anna Green bent over as her father, Carson Screw fucked her hard and fast from behind. The truth was, Nancy had often thought about her father's cock. Nancy's mother had died when she was quite young. Her father had raised her with Anna's help. Nancy loved her father. She often wondered what it would be like to feel his rigid manhood sliding in her pussy. Many times that summer she had fucked her young cunt with the handle of her hairbrush, fantasizing that it was her father's hard cock. She knew that it wasn't acceptable to have such thoughts, so she didn't say anything. Nevertheless, the thought of her father thrusting his erect manhood deep inside her dripping wet pussy was something that never ceased to bring her pleasure. Turning around to get her school uniform out of the closet, Nancy realized George had hiked up her skirt and had no panties underneath. "George! You're not wearing any underwear!" Nancy exclaimed with surprise. "I know," George said with a mischievous smile on her face. "I thought I would give Mr. Franklin a little something to think about in history class." She let her fingers slide up the shaved folds of her sixteen-year- old cunt and found her swollen clitoris. She then began to run the tip of her finger lightly over it, sending pleasurable sensations through her body. "Jeepers, George, you're just awful." Nancy said. "No I'm not. I always catch Mr. Franklin staring at me. I just figured I'd give him something to see. Who knows? Maybe he'll keep me after class and fuck me." Nancy looked over at George's gorgeous cunt and then looked at the clock. They didn't have much time until school started, but Nancy knew from experience that they could bring each other off in no time flat. She walked over to the bed and climbed over George into a 69 position. "Don't get my school uniform dirty," George teased. "Shut up and lick my pussy!" Nancy urged, lowering her bare teen cunt onto George's face. As soon as she felt George's tongue sliding up her warm, wet slit, Nancy shuddered with pleasure. She reached down and pulled George's cunt lips apart. She could see how wet her friend's pussy was and she immediately had the craving to taste the tangy, sweet nectar of her friend's cunt. She leaned down and let her tongue flick across George's clit. She knew George loved this, and sure enough the girl's hips thrust upward towards Nancy's tongue. Nancy now placed her mouth full against George's cunt and sucked lightly as her tongue massaged the erect clit. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh my gosh," George groaned into Nancy's pussy. Nancy felt the vibrations of George's moans against her cunt and it felt wonderful. Waves of pleasure moved through her body. She felt George's finger sliding into her. George and Nancy had learned very quickly where the secret spot was inside their respective pussies. Nancy now took her finger and slid it around the outer lips of George's love hole as her tongue continued to give a lot of attention to George's clit. It was a rush for Nancy each time she felt the incredible pleasure of having her friend sucking or fucking her cunt as she was doing the same to them. Nancy now slid her finger deep inside George's cunt. It was sopping wet and she pulled her finger out, sucking on it eagerly - tasting her friend's sex. "Golly you have the tastiest cunt." Nancy exclaimed before diving down for more. Her tongue lapped feverishly at George's pussy as she felt George reaching deep inside of her. George's finger reached upward and began to massage the upper wall of Nancy's pussy as her tongue worked hard and fast against Nancy's clit. "Oh yes!" Nancy exclaimed between licks at George's cunt. Their bodies were pushing hard against each other now. Nancy began to feel her cunt contract as her orgasm began to build. She was always surprised how powerful and how incredible her climax could be. The closer she came to climax the more eager she became to bring George off. She fucked her finger hard and fast into George's pussy. George liked getting fucked this way and she knew that it would bring George off quickly. The girls sucked and licked at each other's cunts. Their faces were coated with the residue of their sex. Their tongues licked quickly against each other's clits as their fingers fucked each other's tight, young vaginas furiously. Suddenly, Nancy had an idea. Reaching for her trusty hairbrush she stuck it in her mouth, immediately she tasted her own cunt. She had used it when she woke up that morning to bring herself to her usual wake-up orgasm. Making sure that the handle was well lubricated with her saliva; she then reached down and slid the knobbed end of the brush against the very top of George's pussy slit. "So, you want to fuck my father?" Nancy asked. "Mmmmmmm," George acknowledged without lifting her mouth from Nancy's wet pussy. "You want to feel his long hard cock fucking your pussy?" Again George groaned into Nancy's cunt as she thrust her hips upward. This was turning George on, and Nancy could feel the sexual excitement building in her friend's body. She moved the knobbed end of the hairbrush handle slowly down across George's clit, making sure to massage the slippery, smooth plastic across it several times. George began fucking her hips upward in anticipation of what Nancy was about to do. "Will you be a good little slut for my father? Will you do what ever he wants you to do?" Nancy asked. George moaned again. "Say it! I want to hear you say it!" "Yes!" George cried from between Nancy's legs. "I want to be your father's slut!" Nancy felt George's tongue penetrate her pussy once again. She slowly slid the handle of her hairbrush into the tight opening of her friend's pussy. "Can't you just feel his cock entering you? Can't you imagine that gorgeous prick filling your pussy?" As she said this she slowly pushed the handle into George's opening. It was an incredibly erotic sight watching it disappear inside. Both girls were imagining Carson Screw's paternal cock impaling George's petite teen body with his cock. The hairbrush slipped easily into George's pussy as the excitement made her juices flow. Nancy applied pressure on the handle so the knob massaged the sensitive upper wall of George's pussy. She placed her tongue hard and flat against George's clit and began fucking the hairbrush with increasing speed in and out of George's pussy. "Come on, George. Fuck my father's prick. Be a good slut for daddy and fuck his big cock." George now began thrusting herself against the hairbrush as Nancy furiously fucked her friend. Nancy felt George's entire body begin to tense beneath her and she knew that her orgasm was imminent. "That's it! Cum for daddy! Cum all over his big cock!" Nancy said, pounding her hairbrush deep and fast into George's cunt. "Be a good little slut and cum on daddy's prick!" "Oh Nancy! Oh NANCY!" George cried into Nancy's dripping pussy. George's finger was now fucking Nancy's cunt in harmony with Nancy's rapid strokes. The girls simultaneously felt their bodies begin to shudder as their climaxes hit. "Oh YES! OH YES! OH FUCK!" George screamed, her body uncontrollably shuddering. Waves of pleasure overtook her young body. "Fuck daddy! Fuck daddy! Ohhhhhhh FUCK!" Nancy groaned. Her own orgasm was amazing. The thought of watching her father's cock slamming into George's young cunt - of sharing her father with her best friend - was intensely exciting to her. The climax hit fast and hard, rocking her body with amazing ferocity. Both girls rode the peak of their mutual orgasm, letting their tongues, their fingers and the hairbrush continue to stimulate their teen-age pussies until they couldn't take it any more. Slowly they came down from the heights of their passion - bodies covered with perspiration and gasping for breath. Nancy's cunt juice coated George's face and dripped down her cheeks and chin. Nancy extracted her hairbrush from George's pussy. It was covered in her friend's juices. She slipped the handle into her mouth and sucked the nectar from the handle, quietly imagining that she was sucking George's pussy juice from the shaft of her father's throbbing cock as it spilled his cum down her mouth. The lewd thought brought one last orgasmic wave through her body and she shook. Slowly coming off of her sexual mountaintop, Nancy looked at the clock on her vanity. "Oh my gosh, George! We're going to be late for school!" Nancy cried, scrambling off the bed and reaching for her clothes. Chapter 2 Nancy and George sped into the high school parking lot in Nancy's roadster. They had barely enough time to wash up and get to first period. Their first period class was Social Studies with Miss Gamble. George's cousin, Bess Carvin, was in the class with them and they found that Bess had saved them a seat. Nancy and George scrambled into their seats just as the bell was about to ring. "Where have you two been?" Bess asked. Nancy and George just looked at each other and giggled. Bess knew them well enough to guess what had kept them. "Jeepers, you two! I can't leave you alone for a second. Well? Fess up." George leaned over to her cousin. "I'll tell you later. It was incredible!" "I'm so jealous. Why did my mom insist on bringing me to school this morning?" Bess groaned. The bell rang and Miss Gamble stepped into the room, shutting the door behind her. Sally Gamble was a young teacher. She was tall and thin with long brunette hair and dark eyes. Nancy noticed the teacher's breasts. They weren't overly large, but seemed proportionately big on the woman's thin frame. Nancy liked Miss Gamble's sharp features and thought the woman was beautiful. Nancy also knew that Miss Gamble had been moved to the high school after she has been caught fucking one of her 7th grade students at the junior high. Nancy's father had defended Miss Gamble and, therefore, Nancy knew plenty about it. She kept her father's cases confidential, of course. She would never do anything to hurt her father. She had not told George or Bess about the incident. Nancy's father discovered that the sex was consensual between Miss Gamble and the boy. Rather than making a big scandal for the entire town, the school decided to move Miss Gamble to the high school and the boy's parents enrolled him in the local parochial school. Nancy watched Miss Gamble move to her desk and imagined the teacher laying on the desk, legs spread wide as her twelve-year-old student thrust his boy cock into her cunt. How exciting that must have been, Nancy thought. Nancy wondered if the boy was old enough to cum and if he'd shot off inside her. Did she swallow his cum? She wondered how big his prick had been and what it must have looked like when Miss Gamble took the youngster's erection into her mouth. Nancy loved cocks. Soon after she and her friends had experimented with sex she had let her boyfriend, Ned, fuck her. She began to look forward to every chance she got to play with a cock. She had even coaxed an erection from little Tommy Franklin while babysitting him during the summer. Tommy's mother always asked Nancy to give the boy a bath before bedtime which gave Nancy the opportunity to play with his little penis. The first time she gave him a bath she used the soap to generously lather his little cock and balls. Tommy loved it and soon sported a little two-inch erection. From that point on, the boy always asked Nancy to "clean really good right there." Nancy loved sliding her fingers up and down the small shaft. She soon realized that any cock would turn her on - large or small - young or old. She wondered once again what her father's cock looked like. She wondered what the twelve-year-old cock looked like that fucked Miss Gamble. She didn't have time to think about it, however, because Miss Gamble called for attention and began class. "Boys and girls, welcome back to another year here at River Heights High School. I trust you all had a nice summer. I'd like to hear about what some of you did with your summer." Nancy, George and Bess all looked at each other and smiled, knowingly. Together they wondered what Miss Gamble would say if they told her what they had really been up to that summer. Nancy imagined Miss Gamble listening to the three friends describing their sexual adventures and then spreading her legs, inviting the girls up her skirt to demonstrate what they'd learned. She would then give them some lessons of her own, showing each girl the pleasure of seducing a young boy - feeling his young cock fucking their respective cunts. "Class?" Miss Gamble said, pulling Nancy's thoughts away from her fantasies. "We have a new student this year. Bridgette Hamilton has moved to River Heights from New York with her family. I've invited Bridgette to come to the front of the class and tell us a little bit about herself. Nancy turned around and saw the girl rise from her seat. Bridgette Hamilton was not unlike Miss Gamble. She was thin with long, dark hair that fell half-way down her back. Her pert, young breasts jutted out beneath the uniform sweater she wore. Nancy swallowed hard as she watched the girl brush past her. She smelled the girl's cologne. Most of all, Nancy realized that the girl carried herself differently than almost anyone she knew. She exuded an air of self-assurance. As Bridgette turned to face the class, Nancy saw that the girl had bright, pale-blue eyes that sparkled in sharp contrast to the dark hair that outlined her face. There was also a sense of sultry sensuality about the girl that excited Nancy. "She's rich," Bess whispered in Nancy's ear. "Her family bought the old Van Dyke mansion." "Hello. My name is Bridgette Hamilton," the girl began with a smile. "I moved here this summer. My father bought the chemical plant outside of town and we moved here just two weeks ago. I'm the oldest of three children. My brother, Tad, is in 7th grade. My sister, Elizabeth, is nine-years-old. My family is very close and we enjoy spending a lot of time together. I love tennis, golf and swimming. I'm looking forward to making some new friends here in River Heights." Bridgette finished and headed back to her seat. Miss Gamble then began hearing from others in the class about their summer activities. When class was over, Nancy moved quickly to the back of the room and found Bridgette Hamilton pulling her books from beneath the seat of the desk. "Hi!" Nancy said, extending her hand. "I'm Nancy Screw. Welcome to River Heights." Bridgette smiled at Nancy and took her hand. "Thank you. It's nice to meet you." Bridgette said. "Listen, I'm getting together tonight to study with my friends Bess and Georgine. We'd love to have you join us." "I'm sorry. I have some plans with my family tonight," Bridgette said apologetically. "Thanks for asking, though. Maybe some other time." "Sure. Anytime," Nancy responded, hiding her disappointment. There was something that really intrigued her about Bridgette Hamilton. She wanted a chance to learn more about this girl. Nancy was soon absorbed in her day and didn't think much about Bridgette. She and Ned had managed to sneak beneath the bleachers of the football field during lunch. Nancy leaned over and kissed Ned. She felt his hand moving up her sweater. His sweaty young hands pawed at her breasts. Nancy slid her palm down across the erection in Ned's dungarees. "Nancy?" Ned asked breathlessly, "It would sure be swell if you could do that thing with your mouth." Why can't he just say "blowjob?" Nancy wondered, dropping to her knees and unzipping Ned's fly. She reached into his fly and pulled his teen-age prick through the opening. Nancy liked Ned a lot, and she'd had some fun playing with his cock and letting him fuck her. At the same time, Nancy thought Ned was a little square. He did have a nice cock, though. Nancy let her tongue roll around the head of his erect prick. She could taste the saltiness of the pre-cum that dripped from the piss slit. She then wrapped her fingers around the cock shaft and pumped it up and down as her mouth suckled the bulbous head. Ned closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily as he thrust his cock into Nancy's mouth. She had given Ned blowjobs regularly for the past two months, but they had become quite routine. She loved the feeling of a cock in her mouth. She loved it when Ned would cum on her tongue. She loved drinking in his thick, salty offering. Nevertheless, Ned always stood there with his eyes closed. He never said a word. He never touched her. Once he had cum he was done and never offered to go down on Nancy. Nancy secretly wished that Ned would grab her head and fuck her mouth passionately. She wished he would beg her to take his cock, crying out, "Take my cock! Suck it!" She wanted Ned to be a man like her father. Nancy was positive that Carson would be a passionate, forceful lover. She began fantasizing that the cock she was sucking was her fathers. She imagined her father, his large, muscular frame naked before her. She pictured herself naked, on her knees before him. He grabbed the back of her had and fucked his cock hard, deep and fast into her mouth. "That's it Nancy, suck daddy's cock" he would groan as he fucked her face with wild abandon. Nancy could feel her cunt begin to get wet as she fantasized the incestuous scene. "Oh, baby," her father would moan, "you love sucking my cock don't you? Take it, you wonderful little slut!" "Yes daddy!" she would cry between sucks. "I love your cock. I want you to cum on my face! I want you to give me all your cum so I can drink it all!" Nancy suddenly realized that Ned would never be like that. She had learned how to bring Ned off quickly, but she usually enjoyed making it last. After all, Ned was the only cock she really had at the moment. She figured she better enjoy it, even if she had to fantasize that it was her father's cock she was blowing. She slowly slid her mouth down the shaft. Relaxing her throat, she let the head move down the back as her mouth reached Ned's pubic hair. She then slowly pulled back, clamping her mouth around the cock and sucking hard. As she pulled back she pressed her tongue against the underside of Ned's cock. When her lips reached the hood of his cock head, Nancy grabbed the shaft once again. It was now slippery with her spit and she began to jack the shaft as her tongue and lips focused their attention on the cockhead. She moved her hand faster, milking the erection. Ned's breathing became more rapid and she could feel his cock begin to throb. It was only a matter of time now. Nancy let the tip of her tongue flick along the sensitive underside of the cockhead as she pulled fast and furious on the shaft. "Ohhhhhhhh" was all that Ned said as his cock erupted. Nancy clamped her lips around the top of his cock and felt the jet of thick cum hit the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly and felt another eruption of warmth in her mouth - then another - then another. She squeezed Ned's throbbing prick and yanked hard to coax every drop of teen-age jizz from his balls. Nancy had come to enjoy the taste and texture of semen. In fact, she had acquired a kind of craving for it. She loved letting the thick, salty liquid fall on her tongue and fill her mouth. She relished the moment and when his cock finally became limp in Nancy's mouth, she let it go. Ned looked down at Nancy as he tucked his cock back into his fly. "Gosh, Nancy. That felt great!" Nancy stood and gave Ned a peck on the cheek. "I'm glad you liked it, Ned." True to form, Ned picked up his books and headed to class, leaving Nancy with a big wet stain on her lacy pink panties and thoroughly unsatisfied. "What a selfish prick," Nancy thought. Bess had suggested that she, Nancy and George should agree to suck off the entire football team if they won the conference championships. Her first thought had been that Ned would be furious, but suddenly she didn't care what Ned thought. Nancy loved the idea of all those cocks spilling their jism in her mouth. She decided that she would agree to do it even if the team lost every game! The afternoon classes sped by quickly. Nancy and Bess drove to Nancy's house in her roadster. George had agreed to meet them there after dinner. Anna Green, Nancy's housekeeper, was at the house and greeted them when they got home. She explained to Nancy that her father had a late meeting and would not be home until well after dinner. Anna had cookies and milk waiting for them and the girls gobbled up the cookies, telling Anna about their day. Anna was not a gorgeous woman, but her warm and bubbly personality was attractive as was her figure. George's suggestion that Anna and her father were sexually involved made Nancy picture Anna in a new way. As the housekeeper scurried around the kitchen, Nancy lustfully looked at her petite body and amble tits. Nancy could see the lace of Anna's bra beneath the thin, cotton blouse she wore. I'll bet she had big, hard nipples, Nancy thought. Nancy wondered if Anna had ever been with another woman, thinking about what it would be like to slide her tongue down the slit of her housekeeper's cunt. As Nancy took a big drink of milk she looked at Anna's tits and fantasized that Anna was pregnant with her half-brother; that her tits were full of mother's milk and she had just suckled a mouthful of the warm liquid from the large, erect nipple. Nancy and Bess retired to Nancy's room and worked on homework together. With Anna in the house they were afraid that they might get caught if they fooled around, so they decided to stick to the books. Around 6:00 they heard George knock on the door and Anna letting her in. Moments later George rushed into the room. "Nancy, you little hold out!" George exclaimed. "Hold out? What do you mean, George?" Nancy asked. "On the way over here I saw your dad pull into the driveway at the old Van Dyke mansion. You didn't tell us that he was working for the new girl's family!" "I didn't know!" Nancy responded, wondering why her father had not said anything to her. Her father usually confided in Nancy. Why wouldn't he say something? He had to know that the Hamilton family had a girl Nancy's age. Her father surely would have said something. Perhaps he had just received a call for the appointment that afternoon. There had to be an explanation. Nancy got up and went downstairs to find Anna making a pie. "Anna? Do you know where my father's meeting was this evening?" She asked. "Why? Is everything alright?" the housekeeper asked. "Yes, fine. I just wondered. He didn't say anything to me about it." "I don't know why," Anna responded with a shrug, "he told me about it last week. He didn't say what it was." "Thanks. We're going to run down to the malt shop and see some of our friends." Nancy told the housekeeper. She then ran up to get her friends. In a few moments they were in Nancy's roadster heading towards the Van Dyke mansion. The mansion was on an estate not far from Nancy's house. It was a stately, old Victorian mansion on several acres of land. Behind the main house was a multi-car garage with the chauffeur's quarters above. There was also a sizeable guest house. Nancy approached the mansion slowly, but could not see anything on the top of the hill. She drove around and parked on the street towards the back of the estate. There was a long strip of forest behind the estate approaching the house from the east. Nancy, Bess and George exited the car and quietly began making their way through the forest. They slowly approached the estate, keeping behind the foliage for cover. There was a thicket of threes on the south end of the lawn that provided a good view of the entire estate as well as excellent cover. The girls skirted the estate along the southern edge, keeping far enough down the hill that they could not be spotted, even from the second floor windows. When they were directly behind the thicket, they climbed up the hill until they were well hidden in the thicket. "Look at all the cars!" Bess whispered. Sure enough, there were at least a dozen or more cars parked in the secluded driveway. Nancy spotted her father's car among them. The back door of the house opened and a small group of people walked towards the guest house. Another car pulled up and a family climbed out. They, too, walked towards the guest house. "Look at that man! He's HUGE!" George gasped. Nancy looked and saw two men standing at the front door of the guest house. One man was average height and build. The other man was much taller with broad shoulders and a muscular build. As people approached the house the man with average-sized man seemed to check people's names off a clipboard. The people would then enter the house. "Look, over there!" Bess said. Nancy turned and saw another mean-looking man walking around the perimeter of the house. A few more people came out of the house. Nancy instantly recognized her father. He was holding a drink in one hand and was laughing with another couple. They approached the guest house, the man with the clipboard checked their names and they entered the house. "What do you think is going on?" George asked. "I don't know," Nancy whispered. "But I'm sure going to find out." "Jeepers! How can we? With those rough looking men patrolling the grounds we'll be caught for sure!" Bess said. Nancy thought for a minute before responding. "They aren't patrolling the entire grounds, just the guest house. If we stay put we won't be found out. We'll wait until everyone leaves and then try to check out what's inside the guest house." "How long can that be?" George asked. "It's a school night and we've seen at least two families enter the house. I'll bet whatever is going on will wrap up at a decent time. Those kids need to get to bed!" "So do I!" Bess whispered. "I can't sit here all night! My folks will ground me for sure if I'm not home by seven o'clock." Nancy rolled her eyes. Sometimes Bess could be a real priss. "Fine," Nancy retorted, "head straight down the hill and you won't be spotted. You can make it through the hedgerow along the southern edge of the estate and make your way home from there. We'll call you later and tell you what we discovered." "Don't get caught!" Bess whispered and disappeared down the hill. Nancy and George made themselves comfortable in the thicket of trees. It was very unlike Nancy's father not to tell her about a client or about his schedule. He was always so up front and thorough in letting her know his schedule. What could possibly be going on that would cause him to keep it from her? Nancy wasn't sure but she was sure going to find out. She and George patiently waited for their opportunity to find out what was going on inside that guest house. Chapter 3 Nancy had been right. It was obvious that many of the people gathered in the old guest house had been there before the girls arrived. About 7:30 many people began to leave. Most of the groups were families, though there were a few couples. At about eight o'clock Nancy watched her father leave the guest house. He spoke to a couple as they exited and they walked him to his car. He got in the car and left. A few minutes later, Nancy watched Bridgette Hamilton exit the house with what had to be her younger siblings. Even in the twilight Nancy was struck by the way Bridgette carried herself. She seemed older than her age, and Nancy once again felt that there was an air of sensuality about her. Within another half-hour it appeared that everyone had left the guest house. The men who had been guarding the place stood outside for a moment with the same couple who spoke to Nancy's father before he left. It looked to Nancy and George that the couple gave the men some money. The three men then got into a truck and drove away. The couple, who Nancy assumed was Bridgette Hamilton's parents, then entered the main house. Nancy and George gave it a few minutes. "Let's go!" Nancy whispered to George. The two friends slowly crept from behind the thicket and made their way towards the old guest house. Even though it was a guest house, it was quite large. Nancy led George to the front door. It was dark now and she wasn't worried about someone seeing them from the main house. In no time they were at the front door of the house. Nancy reached out and tried the handle of the front door. It was unlocked! The girls slipped into the dark house. Their hearts were pounding with excitement and fear. "Can you see anything?" George asked. Their eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but it was difficult to make out anything in the dark. "Let's see if we can find a light switch on one of the interior rooms. That way it won't be as noticeable that there is a light on from the main house." Nancy said. The girls made their way through what must have been the front living room. There was a hallway straight in front of them and they moved forward towards what Nancy assumed was the kitchen. A few feet into the hallway there was a door on the left. Nancy stepped through the open door and found herself in a bathroom. She closed the door until it was almost shut and then hit the light switch. "Now, let's take a look around. We'll leave the door cracked open and it will give us enough light to look around." Nancy said to George. The girls went back out into the hallway and retraced their steps to the front living room. "What in the world?" George exclaimed. The living room was quite large but what struck the girls immediately was the odd placement of furniture. There were couches lining the perimeter of the room. Otherwise, there was no furniture except two padded tables in the middle of the room. They looked like the same tables her doctor had in his examination room, except they were a bit shorter. There were also some large mats like the girls used in gym class and what looked like mattresses scattered around the floor. "What do you suppose this is for?" George asked. "I don't know," Nancy responded. The girls turned to their left and discovered that the formal dining area had a large, heavy dining table, but no chairs. "This is strange." Nancy said. "What's strange about it?" a man's voice said from behind them. The girls jumped and turned around. In the dim light, all they could make out was the shape of a man standing in the doorway. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" the man asked. The girls' hearts were pounding with the fear of being caught. Both were initially speechless. "Well, come on. Out with it! What are your names?" the man demanded. "Georgine Payne, sir." George muttered. "I'm Nancy Screw," Nancy added. The man paused for a moment. "Nancy Screw? You must be Carson Screw's daughter. I've heard about you," he said. "Yes, I am." Nancy responded. The man flipped on the lights and Nancy immediately recognized him as the man she assumed was Bridgette's father. George huddled next to Nancy as the man approached, looking them both over slowly. He stopped a few feet away. "What are you doing in here?" he asked. The girls knew that there was no good excuse, so they remained silent. After a moment, Mr. Hamilton said, "You realize, don't you, that you've committed a crime? What you've done is breaking and entering. That's a serious crime. I don't think you want your parents having to go down the police station and bail you out do you?" "No, sir," the girls responded. "In fact, you don't really want your parents to find out that you were caught breaking into someone's house, do you?" "No, sir," they answered again. Mr. Hamilton pause for a moment and a smile came over his face. "Good girls. Now, if you do exactly as I tell you, then we'll forget this whole thing happened, alright?" "Yes, sir." The girls said. "Take off your clothes," Mr. Hamilton demanded softly. Nancy and George looked at each other in surprise. "Go on!" Mr. Hamilton said firmly. "Take off your clothes! NOW!" The girls began to undress and Mr. Hamilton watched them. Nancy felt his eyes pouring over her body as she removed her blouse and let her skirt fall to the floor. She felt a certain amount of fear, but suddenly she realized that she was also feeling tremendously excited. She unhooked her bra and pulled it off, letting her budding teen-age breasts fall free. George did the same. "Nice, girls," Mr. Hamilton said, eyeing them lustfully. "Very nice, indeed." The girls took off their panties and were now completely naked. George stood close to Nancy. Both girls nipples were hard and jutting out with fear and anticipation. "Now, if you don't want your parents to find out you broke in here then you'll do exactly as I say. If you refuse any of my demands, then I will call the police and have you thrown in jail. Do you understand?" Both girls nodded their heads. "Good. Now come over here and get on your knees." The girls walked over and dropped to their knees in front of the man. Nancy looked up. He was a good looking man with jet black hair and bright blue eyes - just like Bridgette. His hair was graying along the temple, which gave him a distinguished look. His shirt and trousers were very expensive. Nancy watched as Mr. Hamilton reached down and unzipped his fly. He reached in and pulled his cock out. Nancy and George gasped. Nancy and fucked Ned and George had fucked a couple of boys from school, but this was the first man-cock they had seen. Mr. Hamilton's prick was long and thick - much bigger than anything they'd seen on the boys. Nancy immediately fell in lust with the cock. She knew that George would feel the same. She desperately wanted to take that cock into her mouth and into her cunt. "Here you go, girls. Why don't you have a taste of this cock," Mr. Hamilton said. Both girls lunged at the erect member, grabbing it and licking it up and down with their tongues. Mr. Hamilton was pleased with their eagerness as he watched Nancy and George take turns pulling his thick tool into their mouths. "That's it, girls. Suck my cock! Yeah!" he groaned. This turned Nancy and George on. They had often talked about how they liked to be vocal in their sex and hated the way the boys sat their silent while they went down on them. Now they were blowing a real man with a huge cock and he was verbally encouraging their activity. Nancy currently was working on his cock, letting him fuck her face as George pumped the shaft. George looked up lustfully at the man. "You have a wonderful cock Mr. Hamilton!" she said. "You like it, Georgine?" he asked. "Mm-hm!" she cooed. "You like having your face fucked?" he asked. "Yes! I love cock!" she responded. Mr. Hamilton pulled his cock out of Nancy's mouth and thrust it at George. George opened her mouth and accepted it as he grabbed her head on either side and forced his cock deep inside her. Nancy watched at the erotic sight. She knew that George would be turned on by this forceful act. Nancy reached over and took George's tit into her mouth as her hand reached down and slid over her friend's bare mound. Nancy slipped her finger down through the lips of George's cunt and it was absolutely dripping with desire. "That's it Nancy. Suckle your friend's tit. Play with her cunt while I fuck her mouth." Mr. Hamilton urged. He was fucking George's mouth hard and fast. His cock was coated with saliva and it dripped in big, wet strands down to the floor and across George's chin and chest. George was doing her best to relax and not gag each time Mr. Hamilton thrust his large cock deep in her throat. "You like it, George?" Nancy asked. "You like that big cock fucking your face, don't you?" Nancy said as her finger frigged George's wet pussy. George just nodded her head, her eyes watering as Mr. Hamilton fucked her face. "That's it. Suck that cock!" Nancy urged. "You two have done this before, haven't you?" Mr. Hamilton asked, pulling George's face flush against his belly and holding it there, his cock buried deep in her throat. "Yes," Nancy said. Nancy was now sitting back on the floor watching Mr. Hamilton's assault on George's mouth. With her left hand she finger fucked George's cunt while she frigged her own cunt with the right. Hamilton looked down and watched Nancy spread her bare cunt, slipping her middle finger into the hot, wet hole. "You're soaked, my dear" He said, letting George have a gasp of air before he fucked her mouth hard and fast once again. "You like watching me fuck your friend's face?" "Yes, sir. It's so hot!" Nancy said, pulling her drenched finger from her pussy and rubbing the finger tip across her clit. "You want to have your face fucked, too!?" he asked. "You do don't you? You want to feel a big cock fucking your pretty little mouth!" "Yes!" Nancy said, fucking George hard with two fingers now as her own hand increased its rhythm against her clit. "I want a cock in my mouth and one in my cunt!" "Well, my dear, we can't let your desire go to waste! Look over there," Hamilton said, pointing with his eyes at the far wall. Nancy looked over and saw a large mirror. Next to the mirror was a door. "Carson? Come on out! Your daughter wants a cock to suck!" Hamilton yelled, a wicked smile on his face. Nancy's eyes widened with fear and shock as the door opened. Her father stepped out from the darkness. He was completely naked and his monstrous cock jutted out straight in front of him. He was stroking it with one hand as he approached the threesome. "Daddy?!" Nancy gasped in disbelief. "Daddy?! Wha...?" "It's a two-way mirror, my dear." Mr. Hamilton said. Your father has been watching you this whole time. Don't worry, from the look of things I would say your father is rather excited by what he's seen. Don't you think?" Carson Screw approached Nancy. His cock was just as Nancy had always imagined it, but bigger. It was absolutely enormous. She immediately desired to suck it. Carson came over and stood above her. "Here you go, baby," he said to his young daughter. "You said you wanted a cock." "Oh daddy! It's gorgeous!!" she moaned reaching out and taking his erection in her hand. Its' heft was tremendous and she had trouble reaching her fingers all the way around it. She placed her lips around the cockhead and swirled her tongue around it. "Ohhhhhhhhh god, Nancy," her father groaned, "that feels so good." "Do you like it Daddy? You want me to suck your cock?" Nancy patronized. "Yes, darling. Suck daddy's cock!" he groaned. Nancy took as much of the cock in her mouth as she could, and Carson thrust his manhood deep in his daughter's mouth. She felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat and she relaxed, letting the cockhead slip into the depths, stretching her throat in the process. "My god, Carson," Hamilton said, still fucking his cock into George's inviting mouth, "We have a couple of first rate cocksuckers here!" George's face, throat and chest were completely coated in her own saliva as Hamilton furiously fucked her mouth. "Yes we do!" Carson agreed, "My daughter is a good cocksucker, aren't you, baby?" Nancy just opened her mouth and took as much of her father's cock as she could accommodate in her throat as her hands stroked his thick shaft. Nancy couldn't help but notice the taste of pussy juice on his cock. Her father had been fucking someone in that guest house earlier. She wondered who. As she worked her mouth up and down on her father's cock, she considered the possibilities. Could it have been Bridgette? She pictured her father fucking the sensual teen-ager with the long, raven hair. The image filled her with lust. Suddenly it struck her. She remembered the families going in and coming out of the guest house. Were these people fucking each other? Were they having sex with their own children? Her initial reaction was disbelief, but then it struck her what she was doing. She was naked on her knees giving her father the best blow job she could muster - and it was the most erotic, most satisfying thing she'd ever experienced. Why wouldn't others feel the same thing? Nancy had the sudden urge to feel her father's cock in her cunt. She wanted to experience the ultimate taboo of fucking her own father. She let go of her father's cock and stood up. Slowly she backed up to one of the tables in the middle of the room that resembled an examination table. She realized that it was just the perfect height. She hoisted herself on it and spread her legs, not once letting her gaze stray from her father's. "I want you to fuck me, daddy! I want you to put your cock deep inside my pussy!" "That's a good idea," Hamilton said, extracting his cock from George's sloppy, wet face. "Why don't you get up on the table next to Nancy, Georgine? I think your little teen cunt needs a good fucking!" George looked at Mr. Hamilton with lust. She was gasping for air, but the smile on her face told everyone that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. As she backed up and climbed on the table next to Nancy, George reached up and rubbed her own saliva coated breasts, pinching and rolling the nipples as she leaned back and spread her legs. Carson approached his daughter - their respective gazes locked lustfully on one another. As he reached her naked crotch, Nancy wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer. Carson slid the head of his cock up through the folds of his daughter's pussy lips. He then slowly slid the shaft of his cock across her erect clit, sending waves of sexual electricity coursing through Nancy's young frame. "Oh daddy!" she moaned, arching her back and thrusting her pelvis upward against her father's cock. "You like that, baby?" Carson Screw asked his daughter. "You like my cock pressed against your cunt?" "Oh yeah, daddy! Put it inside me!" Nancy said. Carson slid the head of his cock down through the lips of Nancy's pussy, placing the large cockhead directly at the entrance of her tight, young cunt. Slowly he thrust forward, burying the head of his cock into the entrance of her cunt. "Ohhhhhhhh," Nancy moaned as she felt the head enter her. She desperately wanted her father inside her - all of him! She thrust her hips forward. Carson picked up on his daughter's eagerness and thrust forcefully forward, burying most of the cock inside his little girl's love box. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK!" Nancy screamed, feeling the thick cock splitting her open. The mixture of pleasure and pain rocketed through her and she bucked wildly upward, wanting to feel more and more of her father deep inside her. Carson accommodated his daughter, pulling his cock back slightly and slamming it deep once more. Right next to Nancy, George lay on her back, legs spread as Mr. Hamilton pummeled her young pussy. Georgine was in ecstasy, meeting her mature lover thrust for thrust. "That's right, dear," Hamilton said. "Fuck my cock. That's a good girl." Nancy looked over at George and she turned to meet Nancy's gaze. The friends kissed each other passionately, letting their tongues playfully dance together as they enjoyed the pleasure of being deeply and thoroughly fucked. "Mmmmmm," the girls began to moan, reluctant to break their kiss, but feeling their mutual orgasms building quickly. Nancy's father felt his daughter's pussy begin to contract, making her love tunnel constrict even tighter against his invading cock. "That's it, Nancy. Come on my cock! Come for daddy, sweetie!" he urged, enflaming his daughter's passion even further. Nancy now thrust herself wildly against her father, reaching down with her fingers and rubbing her clit. Georgine did the same. The men were now ramming their members violently into the girls' pussies. Nancy's orgasm hit suddenly and powerfully. She pulled away from kissing Georgine and screamed, "YESSSS! YESSSS! DADDY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHH FUCK!" Her body rocked in climax and Carson continued to pound her flooded cunt. Nancy's orgasm sent George over the edge and she, too, began to cry out in climax. "Oh YEAH! Oh YEAH! OH YESSSSSS!" she exclaimed her petite frame shaking with pleasure as her fingers flew across her clit. The young girls' ecstatic cries only served to heighten the men's' passion. Carson felt the cum welling up in his balls and his cock began that familiar throbbing sensation. It was only a matter of seconds. He pulled out of his daughter's cunt and walked around to the side of the table. Nancy instinctively rolled over and pulled her father's massive cock into her mouth. She immediately tasted the familiar tang of her own cunt, but this time it was mixed with the salty musk of her father's pre-cum and perspiration. The combination was succulent and she licked greedily as the juices dripped down his thick shaft, across his ball sack and onto the floor. "Here you go! Take my cum! OH FUCK!" Mr. Hamilton yelled, burying his cock deep inside Georgine's cunt. "YES! YES! FILL ME! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!" George cried, riding her orgasm and feeling Mr. Hamilton's cum flooding her pussy. Carson Screw reached down and grabbed his daughter's head and fucked her young face, feeling the first explosion of cum erupt from his throbbing cock. Nancy felt the eruption hit the back of her throat and she swallowed, wanting to drink in her father's entire love offering. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," he moaned, now thrusting shallow and fast. Nancy's tongue was pressed upward against the sensitive underside of his cockhead as he felt his balls empty in her warm, wet mouth. "That's it! Take it all, Nancy! Drink in my cum, baby!" Nancy swallowed the first three eruptions, but held the subsequent emissions in her mouth, letting the thick, stringy cum slide across her tongue. When Carson finally pulled his cock out of her mouth, she rolled over and hovered over George's face, reaching up and opening her friend's mouth. When George's mouth was opened like a little bird waiting to be fed, Nancy opened her lips and let her father's cum drop into George's waiting mouth. She then leaned down and kissed her friend deeply, pressing her tongue into George's mouth and sharing the tasty spunk. Carson stood and watched with a mixture of pride and lust. Mr. Hamilton pulled his cum covered cock from George's cunt. "Nancy? Turn around, my dear," the man said. Nancy turned so that she was in a 69 position with George. She leaned over and took Mr. Hamilton's spunky cock into her mouth and licked him clean. At the same time, she lowered her well fucked cunt to George's face. George's tongue extended and lapped excitedly at Nancy's swollen, wet pussy. Once Nancy had sucked the last drops of cum from Mr. Hamilton's cock, she leaned down and ran her tongue between George's cunt lips, which were filled with Mr. Hamilton's jism as it drained from her well-fucked pussy. Carson and Hamilton watched the girls furiously licking each other's cunts to another orgasm. After a moment, the men looked at each other and smiled. "Now, aren't you glad you came over tonight?" Mr. Hamilton asked. "Damn straight," Carson said. "I guess you're going to be seeing more of us here at your little guest house." "Why don't you and Nancy come over tomorrow night? I'll make a few calls." Nancy, her tongue buried in George's pussy, overheard the conversation and wondered what the invitation could mean. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - TV, Sitcom & Movie Archive