﻿BH-6160  My Sisters And I
[aka 'Our Brother, Our Lover' or 'Jeff's Insatiable Sisters']
Carter Sprague


Glenn Marks faced her, his huge prick throbbing fiercely in his pants. The 
redhead's eyes smoldered on the obvious bulge of his crotch, her ripe lips wet 
and slightly parted. Her luscious tits rose and fell to a rapid, panting rhythm 
in her tightly clinging summer dress. For a moment the only sound was the 
traffic roaring by their motel room on the outskirts of town.

 "Kneel down and unzip my fly," Glenn said in a hoarse voice.

 Her green eyes widened with shock. She couldn't have been more than twenty-one 
or two, and they'd met just twenty minutes before, but it wasn't her age that 
bothered Glenn. What he really craved was a lush, blonde like his on beautifully 
curved daughter, Becky. Glenn quickly tried to push that thought aside as too 
dangerous. But it clung fiercely like a burning obsession.

 "Go ahead," Glenn said harshly to the redhead.

 Moving hesitantly, the redhead came over to where he stood by the bed. She 
slipped off her heels and, trembling wildly, knelt in front of him. Her fingers 
shook as she groped with his fly, slipping a soft warm hand in to clutch his hot 
coiled meat. Glenn sucked in his breath as she brought his hard prick out, her 
fist already beginning to stroke gently. She stared with fascination at the tiny 
white drop oozing out of his red knob. Glenn gripped her shimmering hair in his 
hands.

 "Lick it up," he urged.

 Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she nudged her mouth forward and her 
pink wet tongue shot out to lap up the salty drop. A soft moan of excitement 
came from her throat, and she quickly began sliding her warm mouth back and 
forth on his pulsating cock. Glenn grunted loudly with pleasure and stared down 
at her heaving tits as she began blowing him in earnest, her excitement soaring 
at the size and heat of his rigid prick.

 She was clumsy and inexperienced, but she was trying hard. She could be 
trained, and that's what Glenn was searching for – a hot, eager girl who could 
be taught the strange and bizarre tricks he demanded. Hell, he didn't even know 
her name yet! She'd come into the auto agency where he worked as sales manager 
and asked for a demo ride. The redhead was openly intrigued by his powerfully 
muscled build and easy, smiling good looks, and he'd deliberately had her drive 
out toward the motel he always used for horny, impatient women.

 "Jesus, that's enough!" he grunted suddenly as she sucked feverishly on the 
head of his urgently throbbing prick. He didn't want to come in her mouth yet. 
At thirty-seven, Glenn could easily get his rocks off twice in a row, and the 
original sight of her plumply curved ass and long legs had given him an 
immediate hard-on. A juicy ass that like deserved something better than a few 
passionate squeezes.

 With a lingering suck of her burning mouth, the redhead stood up facing him. 
Without a word, they both began undressing, watching each other strip. Seeing 
her huge white tits spring forth, naked and big-nippled, Glenn wondered if any 
man had had enough sense to fuck her in those magnificent mounds. Damn, if only 
he'd had more time. An hour, an hour and a half at the most was all he could 
manage away from the agency without arousing too much suspicion.

 "Oh God, you're big," she moaned, standing naked before him, her eyes gleaming 
on his massive cock. Glenn put out a hand and rubbed her silky copper 
cunt-hairs. She shuddered, and he drew his fingers away, soaked with her burning 
cunt-juices. All she needed was a taste of his hot meat to turn her on.

 Whimpering, she lay back on the bed and spread her milky thighs wide. Her 
drenched, tiny cunt-lips were already making lewd sucking motions between her 
reddish pussy-hairs.

 Glenn got on top of her and she immediately seized his long prick in her 
fingers, her other hand fondling his swollen balls. While she guided him into 
her tight, juicy slit, Glenn clutched a big creamy tit in both hands and sucked 
on the bright-red nipple with obscene pleasure. A moment later, he almost sank 
his teeth into it viciously.

 She'd eagerly jerked her hips up to meet his fat prick and the fiery, silken 
tightness of her hot cunt caught him by surprise. Not a cherry – couldn't be, at 
her age – but Christ, what a madly sucking pussy!

 "Oh Lord, that's – oooooh – that's good," she squealed, beginning to thrash her 
heavy ass wildly on the bed. "It – aaaagh! It hurts, but I love it! Oh yes, fuck 
me, fuck me!"

 All his life Glenn had prided himself on his staying power, on his ability to 
fuck for at least twenty minutes before coming, but this wild, passionate 
surprise was trying to drain his load out of him like an electrified cunt. Her 
soft hot body quivered and jerked furiously beneath his pistoning cock, and even 
though he had only two-thirds of his throbbing meat rammed into her, she was 
already raking his back with her slurp fingernails. She squirmed and thrashed 
her boiling pussy-flesh on his organ with frantic moons, raising her legs high 
to urge more of his gorged prick deep inside her.

 "Easy," Glenn gasped as her nails tore violently across his shoulders. How in 
the hell would he explain those battle scars to his wife, Sheila? From the way 
the passion-crazed redhead was twisting and grinding her maddened hot cunt on 
him, either she was an insatiable nympho or she hadn't been laid in a long, long 
time. Now she was sinking her teeth into his shoulder with delirious groans and 
locking her ankles around his, her lush ass swinging frantically in his hands.

 "Gonna come!" she gasped. "Oh, Jesus, I'm coming, coming! Love it! Love your 
big prick! Yes,yes! You come too! Eeeeeeee!"

 Beneath her juicy squirming cunt-flesh, Glenn felt the last of his control slip 
away. With a series of furiously fucking strokes, his bunting cock battered deep 
inside her hot narrow pussy to make her scream with joy. For a full minute he 
shot his boiling load into the trembling walls of her frenzied cunt.

 "Kee-rist, what a wild cunt!" Glenn gasped as the redhead clamped and squeezed 
her lustful slit on his dwindling prick, eager to coax out the last burning drop 
of his gushing load.

 Even after he collapsed on her sweating, heaving nakedness, she continued to 
hug his cock in spasms, moaning happily all the while. With care, Glenn slipped 
his limp prick out and she whimpered in protest.

 "Time out," he panted. He reached on the bedside table and got his cigarettes, 
lighting one thoughtfully. For a minute, he watched her eyelids flutter with her 
receding orgasm, absently pinching and caressing her creamy hot tits. Long-term 
or quickie? he wondered. The smooth-talking car salesman had more than his share 
of quickies, but they were usually bored housewives. A housewife had as much to 
lose as he did since both of them were married with families, but single girls 
like this eager redhead were always risky. There was always the chance they'd 
fall in love and blow the whistle on him, so Glenn chose them with great care. 
He was, after all, a respectable upstanding community citizen with a beautiful 
wife and two handsome children, a daughter and a son.

 "Again," the redhead whispered, loving his deflated cock with tender fingers. 
"Give it to me again, darling."

 "Turn over," Glenn ordered. Quickly, she obeyed, and Glenn ran a finger 
caressingly along the crack of her lush, creamy ass-cheeks. He teased her for a 
while as he finished his cigarette, pondering his problem. He'd deliberately 
left his briefcase back at his office, locked in his desk. In the briefcase was 
a set of manacles and chains, and a short leather whip with nine trailing thongs 
on it. The manacles and whip had brought a great many searing, unforgettable 
orgasms to a great many girls and women. As well as a few vivid memories of pain 
that would last a lifetime. His wife knew nothing about that, of course. 
Completely square and beautiful, Sheila moved through life like the dutiful 
wife, smiling, still sexy enough to turn heads on the street, still the perfect 
wife and mother.

 Glenn dipped his fingers down beneath the crevice of the redhead's plump, 
trembling ass and spread some of her freely flowing cunt-juice on them. She 
shivered with excitement. Then he trailed his sticky fingers back up along the 
crack of her ripe ass-cheeks. He tenderly lavished her pussy-juice on her tiny 
puckered brown asshole, and the redhead shuddered with delight. She didn't have 
the faintest idea of what was coming, of course, and for a minute Glenn teased 
her anal slit lovingly. He dipped a finger into its juicy narrow heat to make 
her moan with joy.

 "Oooooh, that feels funny, but good," she whispered.

 Wait till you see what's coming, Glenn thought dryly. He'd deliberately ordered 
the redhead to blow him earlier in the harshest way, a sort of test.

 And even though they were strangers, he'd gauged her right. She obeyed. If she 
obeyed him without knowing him, there was no telling how far she might go for 
him. She might even be a temporary solution to his long-term problem.

 Glenn had lost his last long-termer, a voluptuous blonde nurse at the local 
hospital when she'd married a doctor. That was only a month ago, but already he 
was growing maddeningly impatient for a new sex-partner who would obey his every 
command. A stacked, wildly passionate partner who wouldn't pose any danger to 
his status in the community. Possibly like the redhead, now moaning and jerking 
her creamy soft curves beneath his probing fingers. God, what an ass! Only 
Becky's plump, satiny ass appealed to him more than any girl's he'd ever known. 
And Becky was his own angel-faced daughter. That's why the blonde nurse was such 
a loss – she'd reminded him powerfully of Becky, only a taller, ripened version 
with proud hot tits and a pussy like blazing wildfire.

 "Please fuck me now," the redhead begged beside him, stroking his blood-gorged 
prick in her eager fist. "Please?"

 No chains and whips for her the first time, Glenn knew from experience. Next 
time she'd learn what coming really was. But, damn, if only she reminded him of 
Becky, the way the nurse did!

 "When's the last time you've been laid?" Glenn asked her.

 "It's been a year," she sighed. "I've been so busy with classes and, well, I 
didn't really feel like it until today. Until I met you. God, I'm hot! Please!"

 Glenn mounted her lush naked body from behind, and she quickly folded her knees 
under her so that her creamy ass-cheeks hovered in mid-air. Kneeling between her 
parted legs, Glenn grabbed a hot cheek in each hand and spread them wide. Her 
tender asshole peeped out at him, utterly helpless. Once more he slipped two 
fingers into her tight cunt to moisten them, and the redhead shuddered her 
pussy-flesh happily on them. This time Glenn spread the sticky fluid over the 
head of his crimson prick.

 "Hurry," she whimpered, undulating her plump ass. "Oh hurry!"

 Carefully, Glenn placed the knob of his pulsing meat squarely against her 
vulnerable asshole. Then, in a brutal driving lunge he pierced her tiny anus 
almost to the hilt.

 "Aaaaagh!" the redhead screamed, almost fainting with shock. She felt the 
breath pushed out of her lungs with sheer white-hot agony as his immense meat 
drove deep into her helpless ass. She'd never imagined such fierce pain existed, 
but each time she tried to wrench free, his huge gorged prick only inflicted new 
spasms of pain racing along her narrow hot asshole.

 "Oh, yeah," Glenn grunted, not moving for a minute just to savor the boiling 
sensations of her tender asshole. "That's hot! That's one wild ass, honey. 
Mmmmmmm! Just relax and it'll feel great in a minute, baby!"

 She squirmed her lush ass in sudden pain and a new sheet of thrilling fire 
rippled along the length of his pulsating meat. Gripping her velvety cheeks 
securely in his hands, Glenn began pumping in and out of her juicy asshole to a 
steady powerful rhythm. Her sharp cries of anguish had given way to soft low 
screams as he pistoned his long prick savagely in and out, squeezing her soft 
ass-flesh lewdly in his hands meanwhile.

 Long-term for sure, Glenn thought feverishly as he fucked her naked ass with 
joy. She was great in front, fabulous in the rear, and all he had to do was 
train her to give a decent, leisurely blow-job and he had what he wanted.

 "Killing me!" the redhead cried, hardly daring to move her helplessly impaled 
ass. "Stop! Oh, God it hurts! Aaaagh!"

 Quickly, Glenn slid one hand beneath her ravaged asshole and found her drenched 
cunt-lips. He slid two fingers deep inside her pussy and began fingerfucking her 
while he raped her anally. Her maddened screams rapidly became soft moans of 
pain-pleasure, the growing thrills in her hot pussy mingling with the waves of 
agony in her brutally gorged asshole.

 "Better!" she gasped after a minute, still clawing deliriously at tile bed 
beneath her. Her dazed mind could no longer distinguish between the searing pain 
in her ripe ass and the driving, fucking ripples of intense pleasure in her 
tingling pussy.

 "Beginning – ooooooo – starting to come!" she whimpered. "Yes! Oh, good, oh, 
wild! Fuck me harder! Aaaaa! Hurt me, fuck me, I'm too hot!"

 She swung her ass to a frantic pitch of lust now that Glenn had rammed her 
fiery asshole to his very hilt. His bushy crotch slammed loudly against her hot 
ass with each forward drive, and he could feel his load building up eagerly in 
his swollen balls.

 "Coming!" the redhead screamed. "Oooooh, Jesus, tear me in two with your big 
prick! Gimme your cum! Now, now, now! Uuuuuungh!"

 Her creamy naked ass shuddered in a frenzy of lust from side to side as Glenn's 
exploding jizz burst deep into her squirming asshole. He clenched his teeth and 
held tightly onto her hips as wave after wave of his stinging cum brought loud 
screams of passion from her lips. She hugged the base of his defating prick 
fiercely in her asshole, the intense pain only adding fire to her wanton 
excitement.

 Gasping for breath, Glenn tore his cock free from her greedy tight slit and 
rolled over on his back. The redhead stayed in position, her beautiful naked ass 
still twitching with its strange mixture of agony and bliss.

 Glenn glanced at his watch and decided he had time for one more cigarette. He 
smoked it in silence, listening to her shaking sobs with a perverse pleasure. 
She would be perfect for a long-term, he decided. She could be trained like a 
seal, and the day would come quickly when she'd crawl on her hands and knees and 
beg him for the whip and the chains, cry for the privilege of being brutally 
fucked in the ass by his immense cock. But, he thought, it was only a temporary 
solution to what really ate at him.

 He wanted Becky. No one, he really knew, could ever satisfy him completely 
except his own lovely daughter. Just the other morning she'd forgotten to lack 
the bathroom door, and he'd walked in as she was getting out of the bathtub. Her 
long golden hair framed the face of an innocent angel, but beneath that 
innocence was the tenderly curved nakedness that kept him awake through 
tormented nights. Sweet, hot tits with big dusky nipples, skin like tanned 
satin, softly rounded belly and perfectly curved hips. And that golden nest of 
pussy-hairs like a halo around her tiny pink cunt.

 "Oh my God," the redhead finally gasped and rolled over on her back. "No one 
ever did that to me before. Thank God the worst is over with," she sighed with a 
faint grin.

 Glenn grinned back at her. Hell, if she thought that was all he had to offer, 
she was really simple. Very, very sexy with those fully rounded tits and ripely 
curved ass. And suddenly the image of the three of them in bed – himself, the 
redhead and his daughter flashed in his mind. His prick stiffened to a 
rock-hardness in seconds at the wanton idea, and the redhead's green eyes grew 
huge with excitement. She nestled her swollen tits to his shoulder.

 "I'll go down on you again if you want," she whispered, stroking his pounding 
meat in her moist palms.

 "No time," he said. It wasn't really her, in spite of her wildly eager pussy 
and delicious ass, that had gotten him up again. It was the image of Becky's 
golden nakedness, her delicate tender cunt glistening with wet readiness. And 
the sexy redhead's smooth white flesh crushed to Becky's as they kissed and then 
devoured each other.

 In less than thirty minutes, Glenn was back at the agency, ignoring the envious 
smirks of the other salesmen who knew his reputation. In less than twenty 
minutes, he'd sold Marge Whitaker – the redhead's name, he finally discovered – 
a brand-new expensive Chevy convertible. She'd been so gloriously happy to 
finally get laid so thoroughly, she signed the papers without a murmur. Nor did 
she even argue about the price. There was normally an eight-hundred dollar pack 
– a sum added to the usual selling price, that the salesman could remove by 
degrees if the customer argued – and in this particular case, Glenn would keep 
the entire pack, plus his usual commission. He cleared twelve hundred dollars 
that afternoon and had gotten the redhead's luscious body thrown in as an 
additional bonus.

 "Are you sure you can afford this?" he asked her as he handed her the keys. Her 
seductive mouth, so eager to go down on him an hour earlier, widened into a 
superior grin.

 "Don't worry about that," Marge retorted. "My parents can afford it."

 A rich, horny college kid, Glenn thought with pleasure. He watched her cute 
bouncing ass sway above her shapely legs as she walked toward her new car, got 
in, smiled and waved at him and lurched out into the traffic. He'd promised to 
call her later in the week for another session, and he intended to keep the 
promise, but he'd bring his briefcase this time.

 To celebrate, Glenn took the afternoon off early and went out for a few drinks. 
He sipped his Scotch moodily in the bar, thinking about his daughter. If he had 
the guts, he'd get to her before some high school kid did, because he was 
certain sweet Becky was still a virgin. Why let some clumsy football player or 
rock musician get to her tender hot cherry before he did? For years, he'd 
watched her slender body ripen and fill out with tantalizing promise, knowing 
she'd be a tall, strikingly sexy blonde someday.

 "I'll do it," he said aloud, his heart hammering with excitement. He ignored 
the bartender's stare as he gulped down his drink and ordered another. What the 
hell, you had to take risks for practically everything you did in this world, so 
why not go all the way? Why not introduce her to the greatest thing in the world 
himself? Suck her pussy until she screamed with happiness, then drive it home 
until she fainted, that was the procedure.

 At the first opportunity. It came just a few hours later and it changed all 
their lives drastically.

 As usual, dinner was a talkative affair at the Marks' house, with Becky doing 
most of the talking. Jim simply ate and ignored her, while Sheila Marks smiled 
and laughed in response to Becky's comments. At thirty-five, Sheila was still 
graciously slender with high, full tits and long shimmering brunette hair.

 She's still a great lay, thought Glenn, but she doesn't dream of the trips I'd 
like to put her through. All these years she'd been the faithful loving wife 
while he'd played the field and screwed almost everything in sight. Poor, square 
Sheila. If she knew what he was thinking about their daughter at this moment, 
she'd faint.

 But by the same token, if Glenn Marks knew what his own wife was thinking at 
that moment, his sleek grey hair might turn white in his astonishment.

 On the surface Sheila Marks had everything – brains, beauty, friends, a 
handsome and charming husband, two healthy children. But through it all the 
statuesque brunette felt a gnawing, desperate lack until, just a few weeks 
earlier, Sheila knew what the lack was and decided to do something dangerous 
about it. What her seemingly wholesome, healthy life lacked was simply 
excitement, wild thrills she'd never had before. Now she had a lover for the 
first time in her life, but no ordinary lover. This was a deliciously guilty 
secret that started a hot glow in her loins everytime she thought about it, 
spreading its wet passion down her smooth full thighs with sticky heat, there at 
the family dinner table.

 "Okay, what's the schedule for tonight?" Glenn asked, pushing his plate away. 
"Becky?"

 "I'm staying home, Dad. I've got homework, darn it."

 "I've got basketball practice," Jim said. "I won't be home until eleven, maybe 
twelve."

 He looked toward his wife, whose luminous dark eyes seemed to flicker with some 
inner excitement. "The P.T.A. is holding a special meeting tonight," Sheila 
said. "Sorry, darling, but you can stay home and keep Becky company."

 He shrugged, feeling his blood pound. Alone with Becky and an erection that 
hadn't gone away since that afternoon when he'd decided to act. He'd have at 
least three hours alone with her, and he told himself he would spend every 
possible minute of that time sucking and fucking his own virgin-daughter. Risky 
or not, he couldn't turn back now.

 Upstairs, Sheila took a quick shower, her fingers trembling on her hot, heavy 
tits. Poor, square Glenn, if only he knew! When she'd finished showering, she 
stood naked before the full-length mirror and slowly applied a dab of perfume 
behind each knee, on each ripe ass-cheek, all around her silken tangle of 
cunt-hairs, on each inner thigh and then on each taut wine-colored nipple. She 
put on a sexy bra and panties, chose very high heels, a simple snug dress and 
was getting into her own car ten minutes later.

 Half an hour after that, the night began to explode with action for almost the 
entire Marks family. The trouble with the Markses, a neighbor once complained, 
was that the whole damn family was too good-looking for its own good. The father 
could charm the feathers off a vulture and sell them back to the dumb bird, and 
the mother was a knockout who had to be getting propositioned constantly, the 
boy was already looking like his father and even the blonde girl was blossoming 
into a raving beauty.

 On his porch now, the neighbor leaned back and lit his pipe, wondering what the 
Markses were doing tonight. He'd watched the mother and son leave, which left 
the father home alone with the daughter. No problem there, of course – Marks was 
a gentleman, whatever else he might be, and he'd have to be a little crazy to 
even think of screwing his own daughter. But there was a neighborhood rumor that 
Marks had a cock like an overstuffed salami, and that it hardly ever went down. 
Lucky bastard. Lucky wife, too.

 Better a salami than a pork sausage, the neighbor thought with a sigh, and went 
back to his paper.

 Glenn found Becky in her room, studying. She'd taken a bath and was now wearing 
a yellow terry-cloth robe. She sat cross-legged on the bed, smiling up at him. 
Glenn lit a cigarette, closed the door behind him and sat down on the bed, 
resting his fingers gently on her tawny leg.

 "Becky, I think it's time you and I had a serious talk, honey. Grown-up talk."

 She laughed. "Oh, Christ, Dad, Mom already gave me that one, about two years 
ago. You two ought to get together. About sex, right? Petting, VD, promiscuity, 
etcetera."

 Glenn took off his jacket and tie, tossed them on a chair, and settled beside 
her. His voice was serious as he spoke, and his fingers stroked her tanned legs 
moving very slowly upward toward her inner thighs.

 "Becky, are you still a virgin?"

 She nodded solemnly. "Yes, Dad. Honest. Boys have tried, but I just turn 'em 
off. I just haven't found one as slick and handsome as you," she added with a 
grin.

 Glenn shifted back on the bed, so that his back rested against the headboard. 
He spread his legs and patted the spot between them. "Come sit over here, 
angel."

 Becky shifted up so that she crouched between his thighs, facing him. "Like 
this?" she asked innocently.

 "No, turn around, Becky." Glenn felt his blood singing with excitement as his 
daughter snuggled between him, with her back resting against his chest. He put 
his arms around her waist. "Feel good, sweetheart?"

 She nodded happily. "Feels wonderful, Daddy. You haven't cuddled me for years. 
Big handsome lug."

 He moved his fingers cautiously up over the bottom curve of her hot tits, hot 
even through her robe. "Becky, when you lose your virginity, it's going to hurt, 
baby. Especially if someone clumsy does it."

 "I'll be careful," she said. Her breath was coming faster as his fingers gently 
squeezed a tit in each hand, his fingers slipping inside her robe. Becky made no 
move to stop him.

 "Dad… Dad, what you're doing, it's getting me hot," she whispered. "Daddy, I'm 
getting aroused."

 "I don't want you to be hurt," Glenn murmured in her ear as he felt her tiny 
nipples grow hot and fat in his fingertips. "I want it to be done with loving 
care, so you'll enjoy it as much as possible, Becky. So you'll look back for the 
rest of your life and say, wow, that first time was so terrific, I had no idea 
it could be so wild and wonderful."

 One of his hands slid down over her rounded belly-flesh and stroked her inner 
thighs as he talked. The adolescent was breathing rapidly now, her swelling tits 
panting, her hands clutching her father's.

 "You-you want to be the first, don't you, Daddy?"

 "Yes, Becky. But no one can ever know, especially not your mother. You 
understand that?"

 Becky nodded eagerly. "I want it to be you, Dad. I used to have fantasies about 
you taking my cherry, honest. I guess all girls do if they really dig their 
fathers. I-I want to see if it's true what they say about your penis, Dad."

 Glenn pawed, startled. "What who says about my cock?"

 "The girls at school." Becky twisted her head around to stare into his eyes, 
her on blue ones gleaming with excitement. "Everyone says you've got the biggest 
cock in town, honest. I think a neighbor's daughter started it. She said she 
heard her father telling a friend of his about it, and the word got around. Is 
it true, Daddy?"

 "Find out, for yourself, honey."

 Timidly, Becky's hand went behind her to pope for his crotch. Her heart began 
to hammer with excitement as she stroked its cramped, throbbing length. "Oh, 
Lord, that's a monster! Daddy! How could you possibly get that in me?"

 "It won't hurt," Glenn said hoarsely. His fingertip was rubbing her hot juicy 
clitoris now and he could feel his daughter's body tremble from head to toe 
against him. Her excited juices were seeping eagerly onto his gently fucking 
finger, almost gushing with her newly-awakening lust.

 Christ, I'm masturbating my own daughter, Glenn thought with a twinge of shock. 
And she loves it – if I turn her on too wildly, she might go crazy with passion, 
might start demanding it constantly.

 "Let's undress," he told Becky, pushing her gently off. In a single movement, 
the blonde slipped out of her robe. Her high naked tits panted as she watched 
her father strip, her eyes widening in disbelief as his gigantic shaft quivered 
out above his huge balls.

 "Oh, Daddy, my God! It's true! No wonder Mother is so crazy about you."

 He knew it seemed considerably bigger to her inexperienced eyes, but he 
couldn't help feeling a thrill of pride. It wasn't every day that a beautiful 
girl gushed over her own father's colossal prick. His flushed knob was already 
oozing its milky thick juice in a huge drop.

 "Lie back on the bed, honey," Glenn told her. He used none of the harshness 
he'd used earlier that day with the redhead. He was going to be so damn good to 
Becky she'd be spoiled for life. He was going to suck her delectable pussy with 
all the expertise he could muster before he took her cherry.

 On the bed, Becky lay naked and trembling with a mixture of fear and fierce 
excitement as her father approached. He might tear her in two with his monstrous 
cock, so long and thick and powerful, like a battering ram. She could see thick 
purple veins surging along its length, above his distended hairy balls. But the 
feel of her own father playing with her breasts and masturbating her was the 
most exciting sensation she'd ever experienced, and she wanted more. There was 
an urgent throbbing in her virginal cunt, a pulsing ache that tingled throughout 
her soft naked flesh.

 "Don't – please don't hurt me, Daddy," she whimpered, shutting her eyes as his 
powerful naked body embraced her.

 "Don't worry, angel," Glenn Marks told his daughter tenderly. "After this, 
you'll never be the same."

 With those words, Glenn Marks began the torrid sucking and fucking session with 
his own adolescent daughter that would change her destiny forever.

 Twenty minutes after she left the house, Sheila Marks nervously rang the 
doorbell in the plush apartment building. On the second ring, the door swung 
open.

 "You're a little late," the tall blonde said. There was a cruel, mocking twist 
to her sensual lips as she smiled and swung the door wide for Sheila to enter. 
The ripe-breasted brunette had only met the blonde stewardess twice before, but 
every time she entered her apartment, eerie thrills raced up and down her spine. 
The ravishing blonde poured drinks for both of them and handed Sheila hen, her 
lustrous blue eyes smoldering up and down on Sheila's billowing tits and shapely 
legs, drinking in her curves hungrily.

 Carol looked very feminine and sensual in her black negligee, and it would have 
taken an expert to guess she was an ardent switch-hitter who could handle either 
sex with ease. She'd become a stewardess at twenty-one and had been turned on by 
another wanton stewardess who'd shared a hotel room with her one night in Hong 
Kong. Carol quickly learned that such affairs between stewardesses were common, 
especially on short notice where no appealing men were available. Carol swung 
either way, but whichever way she went, she threw her greedy lips and gorgeous 
body into the session with naked fervor. If she had a single ambition, the 
seductive blonde wanted more than anything to be the most terrific lay in the 
world. Almost all the men and women who'd been at the receiving end of her mouth 
and fingers and madly sucking pussy would say she succeeded.

 When she'd first met Sheila two weeks ago at an informal party, she immediately 
sized up the beautiful brunette as an extremely horny housewife who wasn't 
certain what to do about it. She probably wasn't getting enough from her 
husband, Carol decided, and the reason was obvious. With his looks he was 
getting enough action on the side to keep him busy if not exhausted. He would 
have little time left for his wife. So now the sexy housewife was searching the 
room with desperate eyes, probably looking for an affair with someone else's 
husband.

 Carol moved in quickly. Frustrated housewives were her specialty, along with 
frustrated husbands.

 But would Sheila Marks go for her brand of sex? Carol had a hunch the lushly 
curved brunette would go for anything that resembled excitement. And hell, Carol 
told herself, she had nothing to lose. She could always get all the men she 
wanted with her sultry looks. But beautiful women were a challenge.

 Smoothly, Carol got on very friendly terms with Sheila before she suggested 
they get together at her apartment for coffee later that week. Sheila hesitated, 
then agreed as Carol knew she would. Women like Sheila who were tied down with 
families were always fascinated by stewardesses, by their aura of adventure and 
travel and swinging nights in strange places.

 Later that week when Sheila showed up at her apartment, the blonde stewardess 
had her in bed in less than an hour and three drinks. Carol knew that women like 
Sheila wouldn't even dream of such brazenly shocking acts unless the timing was 
just perfect. And she'd gauged the sexy brunette's desperation to perfection. 
Sheila Marks wasn't just hot – she was on fire from the hot spongy tips of her 
superb tits down to her wild, insatiable cunt. Once Carol burrowed her hungry 
mouth to Sheila's burning pussy, there was no let up for a solid thirty minutes 
as the moaning, thrashing brunette came again and again, her hot juices spewing 
into the blonde's eager mouth, her long legs locked feverishly around Carol's 
waist. The stewardess was always exceptionally nice to her partner – the first 
time around.

 The second time had been slightly different. Carol used a dominant tone to her 
voice and began giving the passionate housewife orders. At first, Sheila bridled 
but then gave in.

 This time, the voluptuous blonde decided as she stared at Sheila's body, she 
would really go all out. Tonight Carol wore sheer black stockings beneath her 
negligee and five-inch heels to emphasize her stunning legs.

 First, she would get her hotter than a firecracker, although it was clear that 
the brunette was already excited. She gulped her drink down nervously as Carol 
approached her. The stewardess stepped behind Sheila and undulated her pussy to 
the housewife's plump ass in a lewd fucking motion. For a minute she hefted and 
caressed Sheila's big warm tits to bring a soft moan from her throat.

 "Undress me," Sheila urged. "I'm so damned horny, Carol. And I can't wait to 
see your surprise for me. Mmmmmm, it can't be better than the fantastic way you 
eat my pussy, darling. Nothing can. Please hurry."

 The surprise could wait for the right moment, when Sheila would be ready to beg 
for it. Slowly, lasciviously, the tall blonde unzipped Sheila's dress and tossed 
it on the sofa. Site removed her bra from behind, cupping and massaging her 
delicious hot tits in her fingers to make Sheila groan with impatience. Then she 
knelt behind the aroused brunette and inched her panties down, trailing her long 
wet tongue along the back of Sheila's beautifully rounded ass to make her 
shiver. When Sheila was totally naked, Carol stepped around to face her. She 
took off her negligee and moved close to Sheila, their naked silky tits 
touching. Still keeping her black sheer nylons and heels on, Carol darted a hand 
down to tease Sheila's hotly soaked pussy.

 "Want me to suck on your tits and play with your pussy for a while, darling?" 
Carol murmured. "Fingerfuck you before I go down and eat you half to death? Like 
that?"

 Sheila's face flushed. Since meeting the hungry stewardess, obscene words 
excited her tremendously. "Oh yes, darling. I'd love it. With you, I don't ever 
want to stop coming, Carol."

 "Then why," Carol said as she squeezed her palm hard on Sheila's throbbing cunt 
to make her shudder, "why haven't you eaten me? Do you think I'm an electric 
pussy-eating machine? All I ever do is give. The farthest you've gone so far is 
to suck on my titties and fingerfuck me until I come. It's your turn now, you 
know that, don't you?"

 Sheila's face turned crimson in spite of her feverish lust. She knew the truth 
as well as Carol. She secretly felt that as long as she didn't go down on the 
wanton blonde, she wasn't really doing anything awful or shocking. She was only 
the recipient of a beautiful bisexual's attentions, and that was enough to give 
her a delicious sense of guilt and shame. Like tasting forbidden fruit without 
actually eating it in the respectable housewife's mind, there was a boundary 
line she wouldn't permit herself to cross.

 But now Sheila's passion was at a frantic pitch as Carol lewdly stroked and 
rubbed her drenched hot cunt and rubbed her ripe tits to hers with obscene care.

 "You're right," Sheila whispered. "I'm selfish, darling. I'll do it to you, 
too. I'll eat your pussy, Carol. Now, right now."

 "I knew you'd see it my way," Carol grinned. She wrapped her arms around the 
brunette and ground her pussy to hers as she gave her a passionate French kiss, 
her hot tongue searching deep. Before she finished with Sheila Marks tonight, 
the sexy housewife would be hooked on her brand of thrills for life. Sheila 
released the trembling brunette, and went over to her dresser. From a drawer she 
removed two items – a two-foot length of rope and an enormous dildo, its 
ten-inch length covered with tiny pimples. But this was no ordinary spiked 
dildo. Carol had gotten it in Copenhagen, where such items were on display in 
store windows. This monstrous prick did more than simply hum and quiver 
violently when it was switched on. There was a separate button on bottom, which 
when pushed delivered a ten-volt electric shock. Whoever invented it was a 
genius, Carol thought, because the shock was just enough to increase the thrills 
to a maddening pitch of excitement.

 In fact, when Carol first bought it, she locked herself in a hotel room for 
twenty-four hours and had the time of her life. She finally came out dazed, 
exhausted and with a fierce, satisfied glow in her loins that lasted for almost 
a week. She'd gotten so carried away, she'd damn near driven herself insane with 
the shocking prick.

 The naked brunette took a startled step back when she saw the dildo. Her eyes 
widened with fear.

 "Don't worry," Carol assured her, "it won't hurt. In fact, you may end up 
loving this more than me."

 Sheila looked doubtful. "What's the rope for?"

 "Just a game, Sheila. I want to tie your hands behind your back. That's to keep 
you from clawing me to death once we get started. I don't want to end up in a 
hospital tonight."

 A tremor of frenzied fear and excitement raced through Sheila's voluptuous 
naked flesh. Could any sensation possibly be that exciting?

 "Turn around," Carol ordered, and the panting brunette eagerly obeyed. Carol 
tied her wrists behind her, then spun her around to face her again. Sheila had a 
sudden panicky feeling in the pit of her stomach. She was helpless, utterly 
helpless like this, and the burning hunger in the blonde's blue eyes had a crazy 
tint.

 "I don't think I can do this, Carol," she said in a shaking voice. "It's too 
bizarre. I've changed my mind. Please untie me. Please?"

 "Like hell," the stewardess said with such viciousness Sheila felt faint. Carol 
seized Sheila's tits in her fingers and squeezed harshly, making Sheila cry out 
softly.

 "There's no way out now, darling," Carol said, grinning. "This is it. Now get 
on your knees. Get on your knees!"

 Slowly, feeling totally weak and submissive, the naked housewife sank to her 
knees before the statuesque blonde. Dazed as she was, Sheila Marks knew she 
would never be the same after this night.

 At the very same moment the bound housewife fell humbly to her knees before the 
obscenely smiling stewardess, her daughter lay trembling in bed, watching her 
naked father approach her. His crimson-crested prick seemed impossibly huge, but 
there was as much excitement as fear in Becky Marks as he lay down beside her 
and stroked her tawny naked curves.

 "Won't hurt," Glenn promised her. "I'm going to suck your cherry first, angel, 
and you're going to love it."

 He kissed her passionately on her mouth, then slid his lips down to suck on 
each hot tit in turn, very gently biting the lust-fat nipples to make Becky moan 
feverishly. It was all Glenn could do to keep from coming in a violent burst as 
he trailed his mouth down over his daughter's softly rounded belly. He spread 
her hot thighs wide and hunched between her legs, gazing down at her juicy pink 
cunt. It peeped out between her sparse golden fringe of pussy-hairs, wet and 
palpitating with Becky's wild excitement.

 Glenn never particularly cared for eating pussy. He indulged his wife 
occasionally, and once in a while he used it as a reward for a partner who was 
an exceptional fuck, but he preferred straight relentless fucking.

 But now, with his tingling mouth only inches away from his own daughter's 
delectable virgin pussy, he wouldn't have traded the position for anything. 
Already the moaning blonde was jerking her cunt upward in a mute plea, and she 
raised her legs high to place her feet on his shoulders, exposing her tiny slit 
to the fullest. Glenn clutched her satiny hot ass-cheeks in his hands and pulled 
the pink rosebud closer.

 Then he began sucking off his daughter.

 With the very first lap of his tongue on her swollen clitoris, Becky's naked 
body rose in a high arc off the bed and she screamed.

 "Oh, Daddy, Daddy! Oh God, wonderful! Eat me, eat me, eat me!"

 Slowly, Glenn increased the long leisurely sucks of his lips and tongue on 
Becky's virgin hot cunt. For a few minutes he nibbled on her succulent clit-bud, 
then rammed his tongue deep into her tight burning slit. His daughter squirmed 
under his assault, shuddering from head to toe. She twined her fingers in his 
hair and tugged ferociously as shattering thrill after thrill tore through her 
quivering virgin-cunt. Tears of breathless joy gushed down Becky's cheeks from 
the intense lustful sensations racing through her tender loins as her father 
kissed and sucked and lapped her pussy with uncontrollable greed. Her sweet 
honeyed cherry-juices trickled hotly and profusely into his mouth, and the bed 
creaked violently beneath her savagely thrashing ass.

 "Daddy, I'm-I'm gonna explode! Oh, I love it!"

 Inspired by her blissful screams, Glenn dug deeper and harder with his frenzied 
tongue, snaking it as far as it would go into her luscious cherry-cunt. He 
twirled it around in mad circles around her silken walls, and Becky sobbed and 
clawed at his shoulders with sharp nails. His daughter was coming, he could 
tell, even though she didn't know it.

 "Yes, yes, yes, daddy. suck me, eat me! Oooooooooo,Jeeeeezus, I'm -it's on 
fire!"

 For five minutes, Glenn burrowed his frantic tongue into her juicy cunt while 
the shuddered and thrashed her sweating ass in a fury of joy. More of her 
honeyed fluid seeped into his mouth and he swallowed it with obscene relish. His 
own beautiful daughter was coming wildly in his mouth and her delirious passion 
was so contagious he had to fight the urge to shoot his load all over the bed.

 She clung to his hair fiercely when he tried to pull his mouth away, and he had 
to use force.

 "More, Daddy, more!" Becky gasped, sobbing and heaving her naked curves in 
spasms of lust. "Eat me more, Daddy! I love it. More!"

 "That's enough," he panted, wiping the hot juice off his cheeks with the back 
of his hand. It was time to take her succulent cherry. Her eyes had a wanton 
glazed shine as she stretched out her hands to seize his throbbing prick. She 
tried to ram it toward her pulsating cunt with low moans of lust, but Glenn 
prevented her.

 "I'll just tear you up that way," he told Becky. "Come on, angel, let's sit in 
the chair and I'll cuddle you while I take your cherry."

 Eagerly, the panting girl leaped off the bed and followed him to the 
overstuffed chair facing the bed. She climbed onto his lap facing him. Her knees 
folded under her, and then Becky rammed her tongue into his mouth while she used 
both hands to jerk his thick cock. For a minute, Glenn let his daughter play 
with it while he kissed and sucked her tawny tits.

 "All right, turn around, sweetheart," he told Becky in an urgent voice. "Now be 
careful – go very slowly or you'll be sorry, Becky."

 The blonde scrambled around. She placed her feet on his thighs above his knees, 
with her luscious hot ass poised over his lap. Her throbbing cunt hovered just 
above the glistening crimson knob of his pounding meat. Carefully, Glenn lowered 
her hips in his hands, until her burning pussy made contact with the head of his 
stiff rod.

 "Very slow, now," he cautioned his daughter. "Real careful, Becky. Ahhhhhh, 
that's it, yeah, just squirm a little on it. Mmmmmmm, good, baby, very good. Oh, 
that sweet pussy!"

 Squealing with delight, Becky just managed to get his huge knob jammed between 
her cunt-lips. Even those two inches made her gasp at the gorged fullness of her 
tight slit. Heeding her father's warnings, she cautiously began to swing up and 
down on his immense meat, feeling its searing bulk inch deeper by fractions into 
her throbbing cunt.

 "Ooooh, Daddy, I like this! I – oooooooh! I like to fuck! Kiss me, Daddy! Play 
with my titties!"

 Sucking in his breath at Becky's virginal hot slit pulsing around his cock, 
Glenn rubbed and caressed her naked tits. Becky twisted her head around to kiss 
him, slithering her tongue into his mouth like a hot little whip of pleasure. 
The blazing, juicy feel of her cherry hugging his prick was incredibly exciting 
to him. And one of her hands had reached down to squeeze his balls and jiggle 
them eagerly in her fingers while they Frenched.

 Only his wife's electrifying pussy could arouse him like this, twenty years 
before. And here was Becky, his own daughter, giving him her cherry as her 
mother had done. Christ, history does repeat itself, thought Glenn as Becky 
suddenly yelped.

 "It hurts!" she gasped, freezing her ass in mid-air. "I think you broke my 
cherry, Daddy!"

 "Keep swinging," he groaned urgently. "It'll hurt less in a minute. Keep 
fucking, angel!"

 The feverish blonde obeyed. Not even half of Glenn's massive rod pierced her 
narrow pussy, but already Becky felt as if she would burst with joy. Her own 
father, her own sweet Daddy was making love to her with his beautifully 
monstrous cock, and it was so fantastically wonderful Becky already felt an urge 
to tell her closest girlfriends.

 "Better now," Becky moaned, "oooh, much better, Daddy! I love fucking you, I 
could do it all night. Can we, can we? Aaaaaaagh! Oh, it hurts beautifully!"

 Becky hunched over with her long hair trailing down over her face so she could 
see his gigantic prick pumping in and out of her cunt. With a thrill of pride, 
she saw his thick rod was covered with her blood, and the sight excited her so 
much the adolescent began slamming up and down on his shaft in a frenzy of 
depraved pleasure.

 "Jeesus, what a cunt!" Glenn blurted. His powerful body shook with lust as 
Becky's fiery cunt squirmed and twisted and gyrated on his meat to spark 
shattering thrills in his loins. "Oh, Becky, that hot pussy! Oooh, baby, I'm 
gonna – ungh! Gonna come, angel!"

 Becky craned her neck around to issue frantic animal bites on his shoulder as 
she jerked her hips with passionate abandon. At the same time, Glenn's hand 
groped between her thighs until he located her tiny clit-bud, and he quickly 
began fingerfucking it. Low screams of bliss coming from her throat, Becky's 
ravaged pussy seemed to explode as a boiling gush of come began spattering her 
walls like stinging fire. If only she could get all of his beautiful prick 
rammed inside her! For Becky, it seemed both of them would never stop coming. 
Torrents of his thick molten load flooded her boiling cunt for what seemed like 
an eternity, until she felt his cock begin to grow limp, until the flood became 
a trickle.

 For a few minutes, Glenn caught his breath while Becky still squirmed and 
twitched on him, her golden soft skin covered with a film of perspiration.

 "Oh, Daddy," she sobbed, "if only we could do that all night, every night."

 "I think your mother might object," he said, but his prick had already begun to 
surge with irresistible power at the possibility. "That was terrific, Becky, 
just fantastic, honey. Are you sorry now?"

 For a reply, she hugged her pussy so tightly on his trapped cock, Glenn winced 
in pain.

 "I think," Becky said, "I might have to tell Mother about this, though."

 Glenn froze with fear. "What? You don't mean that, Becky, for Christ's sake!"

 "I do mean it," she said seriously. "Unless you promise to eat my pussy every 
single day. And do this to me every single day. Twice, Daddy."

 Looking into her tear-stained eyes, Glenn Marks had the feeling that his 
daughter might be serious. He'd turned her on, all right. There was an almost 
crazed glint in her baby blue eyes, an insatiable gleam that sent shivers up his 
spine.

 "You know that's impossible, Becky," he said in his father authority voice. 
"Someone is almost always home."

 "It doesn't have to be here, Daddy. There are motel rooms. You could get a van 
to drive from the agency, a camper. Oh, Daddy," she said with sudden excitement, 
wriggling her ass eagerly on his naked lap, "that's a terrific idea! Get a van 
and we can go fishing all summer, right? Every weekend we can do this for hours. 
Okay?"

 Hell, it wasn't a bad idea after all, Glenn had to admit. Becky had always been 
smart. They would be safe and private locked inside a van, parked almost 
anywhere. He would equip it with a tape-deck to muffle her lewd screams and 
cries. It was sounding better by the minute. The campers slept four, but all he 
needed was accommodations for three. Himself, Becky and Marge.

 "A whooping idea, angel," Glenn agreed, kissing her golden tit. "I'll get one 
tomorrow, in fact. Now get up, Becky."

 She stubbornly refused to budge. "Why?"

 "Because, baby, I want to wash the blood off my cock."

 She threw back her head and laughed with delight. "Well, why didn't you say so, 
silly? I'll do it for you, Daddy."

 She climbed off his lap and knelt between his legs. With a look of adoration in 
her eyes, his daughter tenderly lifted his limp prick in her fingers and 
reverently began to lick the blood off his cock with the pink tip of her tongue.

 Oh Christ, thought Glenn, if Sheila could see us now.

 "Now lick the other thigh," Carol told Sheila, staring down at the helpless 
brunette who knelt, her wrists bound, between the half-naked blonde. With one 
hand on her hip and her legs clad in sheer black nylon and high heels, Carol 
seemed infinitely exciting and powerful to Sheila.

 Two weeks ago, Sheila Marks was a frustrated but respectable housewife. Tonight 
she meekly submitted to the beautiful blonde's commands like a fantasized 
sex-slave out of some lurid story. And she loved it. Sheila Marks loved the 
feeling of utter helplessness, of having her will seem like jelly as she 
responded eagerly to Carol's obscene orders.

 "Lick my thigh, Sheila, but don't touch my pussy yet. Ummmmm, that's wonderful, 
darling. Now the other thigh. Now start sucking me off. Suck!"

 Burying her nose to the stewardess's fragrant pussy-nest, the housewife's 
tongue lashed out to lick at the pussy-flesh. With a shock, Sheila realized she 
liked the taste. It was sweet and sticky and delicious. Low sounds of hunger in 
her throat, the kneeling brunette began to lap Carol's luscious cunt eagerly.

 "Oh wonderful, Sheila, beautiful. Oooooooh, you're born for this, darling. God, 
what a cunt sucker."

 She began to jerk her pussy against Sheila's greedy mouth, her hands gripping 
the brunette's head to slam it toward her with each grind of her hips. Christ, 
she was beginning to feel so good she wanted to sixty-nine, fingerfuck Sheila's 
juicy asshole at the same time.

 "Enough," Carol gasped. "Onto the bed, Sheila. Come on!"

 Carol lay down on her back first and the panting brunette quickly followed. She 
too had sixty-nine on her mind and she reversed her naked body over the 
blonde's, crouching on her knees over Carol's waiting lips. She burrowed her 
face into the stewardess's steaming cunt and without a moment of hesitation, 
Sheila started sucking her pussy feverishly.

 Carol quickly drew her knees up to squirm more of her tingling cunt against 
Sheila's frantic lips and tongue. A moment later, she seized the brunette's 
curved hips and lowered them until Sheila's lush slit was pressed squarely to 
her mouth. This was the position Carol loved more than any other sex act, a 
lascivious contest to see who could make who come first and more furiously.

 Dazed with lust, Sheila sucked and licked with maddening delight at the 
blonde's hot pussy. She craved more of the burning pussy-honey trickling down 
her throat, more of the strange new sensations of eating another beautiful 
woman's cunt.

 For ten minutes, the naked brunette and blonde rocked and swung passionately on 
the bed, their stinging mouths locked in a frenzy to each others' frantic cunts. 
Only when it was almost too late did Carol realize she didn't want Sheila to 
come, not yet. But the brunette's sweet boiling pussy was slamming frantically 
against her mouth, already beginning to erupt in orgasm. Carol hastily averted 
her mouth, letting Sheila's frenzied cunt squirm against her cheek.

 Even though Sheila issued a low loud moan of protest when Carol stopped eating 
her, just when she was on the verge of her first orgasm, Sheila continued to 
suck furiously at Carol's erupting pussy. She loved the feel of the blonde's hot 
fluid smeared obscenely over her cheeks as she devoured her soaked cunt, 
although her own slit was aching fiercely.

 After three intense orgasms, the moaning blonde decided she had to stop then 
and there or she'd let Sheila eat her all night. For a beginner, the housewife 
showed enormous promise, her wild mouth sucking with delirious hunger.

 Finally, Carol managed to scramble away from Sheila's insatiable mouth. The 
brunette stretched out on her side, still jerking her hips with urgency.

 "Why didn't you let me come, Carol?" she begged. "I ate you, didn't I? Please, 
don't torture me like this!"

 Carol picked up the dildo and got back onto the bed, nudging Sheila over on her 
back. To ease the pressure of her tied wrists behind her, Carol propped a pillow 
under Sheila's ripe ass-cheeks. Now her vulnerable pink pussy, its fleshy lips 
pulsating with eagerness, was fully exposed between its bushy fringe.

 "Don't hurt me with that!" Sheila gasped.

 Carol grinned up at her from between her spread thighs. "Honey, when I get 
through with you, you won't have it any other way. Hang on!"

 Carol switched on the massive spiked dildo and carefully nudged its 
prick-shaped head between Sheila's waiting cunt-lips. Immediately, the naked 
brunette cried out with joy and began to carefully and slowly fuck the spiked 
shaft.

 "Oh yes, it is fantastic!" Sheila cried out. She locked her ankles behind 
Carol's back, moaning and twisting as the giant dildo eased its path into her 
hot cunt. The humming spikes shot violent thrills through her trembling 
cunt-flesh, and when the blonde suddenly twisted the dildo sideways in Sheila's 
frantic pussy, the blend of pain and lust made her moan softly.

 Carol watched, fascinated, as she eased more of the spiked giant into the 
brunette's hotly sucking slit. What a delicious pussy Sheila had! Sweet, fiery, 
sucking with passionate ardor back at anything that touched it. Carol's thumb 
went beneath the dildo to the red button. She pressed the button for two 
seconds.

 "Eeeeeegh!" Sheila screamed, her ass jerking high in the air. Her mind reeled 
under the impact of the shock. It seemed like an electric shock to her dazed 
mind, but whatever it was, painful or not, she was even more excited.

 "More," she panted to Carol, her naked flesh shuddering madly. "More prick! 
Shove it in, darling, deep, deep, oh, God yes! Fuck me!"

 Carol had hit the button again, for almost five seconds and Sheila's trembling 
body rose in a high graceful arc. No matter what she thought was an orgasm 
before, Carol thought, after this they'll all seem like a tickle. She worked 
another inch of the humming giant into Sheila's eager hot cunt. Then she hit the 
button again, for seven seconds this time.

 "Can't take it – can't take it!" the sobbing brunette cried. She couldn't stop 
coming. She felt as if she were trapped in an avalanche of lust, helplessly 
rushed along. The thrills racing through her impaled cunt were so intense she 
tried to faint. Was it white-hot pain that shot through her shuddering naked 
body or pure ecstasy? Every few seconds the shock tore through her delirious 
cunt with greater effect. Sheila had never been hotter in her life nor closer to 
losing her mind.

 "Stop, stop!" she screamed at Carol. But her frenzied hips continued to lunge 
as she savagely fucked the spiked dildo, her loins exerting a greater will than 
her mind. Thrill after shattering thrill blazed through her boiling pussy as the 
spikes squirmed and teased her crazed cunt-flesh. If only she could faint!

 And then the shock lasted ten, twenty, thirty seconds, and with a long low 
eerie scream, Sheila shook from head to toe like a leaf under the onslaught of 
searing pleasure before she fainted.

 The blood pounding in his immense cock, Glenn Marks stared down at his daughter 
as she lovingly slid her wet lips back and forth on his rod. From licking her 
own cherry-blood off his prick, Becky had cunningly gotten him rock-hard again 
with her hot tongue. She stared up at him.

 "Daddy, let me give you a blow-job, please? I want you to come in my mouth too. 
I want to see what it tastes like. It looks like pure cream. Please, Daddy?"

 "Go right ahead, angel. But don't bite too hard. Just suck and nibble, like it 
was a lollipop."

 The blonde held his rigid prick in one hand, gazing at it in awe. "Lord, I hope 
I don't choke on it," she murmured. Then she opened her mouth wide and sucked in 
the entire knob. Her father grunted with pleasure as Becky whirled her tongue 
around the throbbing head, before clutching another two inches of his hard-on 
deep in her mouth.

 Then she began to blow him in earnest, stunning him with her imagination. If he 
didn't know better, he'd say Becky had gone down on her entire high school for 
practice. She used her teeth in a gentle teasing bite along the trunk of his 
pounding prick. She wobbled her head from side to side, her tiny mouth jammed 
with half his cock, then wriggled it up and down rapidly to make him groan with 
excitement.

 My own daughter, Glenn realized with pride, a beautiful natural-born 
cocksucker! His pride swelled when he realized that she loved what she was 
doing. After all, how many girls and women did he have to nearly force down on 
his cock? And even a lot of chicks who'd wasted no time in gulping his prick in 
their mouths still refused to let him come there. Not only did sweet Becky offer 
to blow him, she was eager to swallow every drop.

 "Terrific!" groaned Glenn when his daughter suddenly slipped her mouth away 
from his prick, held it high in one hand and began sucking lewdly on his hairy 
balls. All the while she jerked his pulsing rod in her tight hot fist, thrilled 
at its surging power.

 The vivid realization that she was blowing her own father only spurred Becky's 
excitement to a new intense pitch. She grasped as much of the hot meat as she 
could in her mouth and slammed her face forward, gagging as the gigantic knob 
battered her throat. Come on, Daddy, come! the girl pleaded silently, 
desperately wanting to taste and swallow the hot thick juice.

 "I'm gonna come, Becky," gasped Glenn, cupping her blonde head. "Oh that wild 
mouth, I love you, angel. Yes! Suck it, honey, suck it. Mmmmmmmmmm!"

 In a frenzy of lust, Becky jerked the trunk of his bursting prick in both hands 
while she sucked fiercely on the pounding hot meat. A deep moan came from her 
throat as the first few boiling drops gushed into her mouth. Quickly, Becky 
tasted it with her tongue, marveling at its salty maleness. Like her father, it 
was hot and strong and powerful. Then the flood burst forth, and the girl made a 
wild puffing sound as she swallowed it greedily, craving an endless flood of her 
father's come.

 "Oh, baby," Glenn sighed to his daughter, "that was unbelievable! Come up on my 
lap."

 But Becky continued to suck hungrily at the last few drops, sending wild new 
thrills through Glenn's limp cock. At last she jumped up on his lap, smacking 
her lips with relish.

 "Next time, I want us to go down on each other at the same time, Daddy. You 
know what? I'm going to dream of your beautiful prick all night long."

 He was about to scold her for her language when he realized how ridiculous that 
would be, after eating his daughter's cherry, then ravaging her virgin-pussy, 
and finally letting her blow him and swallow his jizz.

 "Well, I'm going to dream of your hot pussy all night long," he smiled down at 
her, stroking and teasing her ripely curved tits.

 Her beautiful face suddenly became dead serious. "Daddy, promise me something."

 "Anything, angel."

 "Promise me that when I'm eighteen, you'll divorce Mother and marry me."

 For a dangerous moment, Glenn Marks almost reared back his head and burst into 
roaring laughter. Then, with a shock, he realized she was serious.

 "We'll talk about it later," he told her.

 "The hell we will," Becky said ominously, sending a shiver of fear up her 
father's spine. "We'll talk about it now, Daddy. You'll get the van tomorrow, 
right?"

 "In that case," Becky whispered, hugging him so that she squirmed her hot silky 
tits against his chest, "pick me up after school tomorrow. We can have a wild 
hour before we come home. We haven't done sixty-nine yet, you know."

 Downstairs, they suddenly heard the front door slam.

 They both leaped up and moved as fast as possible.

 When Sheila Marks regained consciousness, she discovered her hands were untied. 
And, mercifully, the spiked giant was not ramming her aching pussy. But the ache 
wasn't urgent this time. It was a burning deeply fulfilling glow that spread 
outward from her tingling cunt to every inch of her naked hot flesh. Carol was 
staring down at her, leaning on her elbow as she lay beside Sheila.

 "God, I thought I'd die if I didn't stop coming," sighed Sheila. "My mind was 
almost unhinging."

 "You'll get used to it," the stewardess said. "You've got to be careful, 
darling. You can get hooked on that thing."

 Sheila glanced at her watch and quickly sat up. "Oh Christ, I've got to get 
along! I don't want my husband worrying."

 She dressed hurriedly while Carol watched her with hungry eyes. It amazed her 
how quickly the brunette housewife could arouse her. If only they could spend 
the entire night together, so Carol could suck her honeyed sweetness dry before 
allowing Sheila to take her turn with the dildo, tormenting Carol.

 Fully dressed, Sheila came over to the bed and kissed the stewardess 
passionately on the lips and then on each rounded tit in turn. They made a date 
for the following week, early.

 "I went all the way, didn't I?" Sheila said proudly as she rose to go. "I 
didn't leave out a thing, did I, Carol?"

 "AS a matter of fact, you did, Sheila."

 Carol turned over on her stomach on the bed, her creamy white ass hovering up 
obscenely. "You forgot to lick my asshole. Do it, darling. For just a minute."

 Irresistibly, Sheila felt herself drawn to the tiny puckered brown hole. 
Pressing her nose to the crack of Carol's hot ass, Sheila plunged her tongue 
deep into the narrow slot. The taste was strong and delicious to her, almost 
fragrant in its burning juiciness. In less than a minute, Sheila found herself 
aroused to a wanton pitch of lust at the strange new thrill. Quickly her fingers 
darted up to the blonde's drenched pussy and began probing the hot cunt 
passionately.

 For ten full minutes, the housewife lewdly fingerfucked the moaning blonde 
stewardess, while she wriggled and squirmed her long tongue deep into Carol's 
blissfully swinging ass. After a series of wild orgasms, Carol wrenched away 
from Sheila's hotly fucking fingers and greedy tongue. Talk about a turn on!

 Sheila left in a rush when she checked her watch. Stretching out on the bed, 
Carol sighed happily. She would sleep like a baby tonight. She turned out the 
lights, crawled between the cool sheets and began to doze off. When she moved 
her arm her fingers brushed something on the bed, and her eyelids flew open 
instantly, as she gripped the dildo. She'd forgotten about it.

 Slowly, Carol lifted the dildo to her lips and began licking it in long dreamy 
strokes, savoring Sheila's dried pussy-juice. She wouldn't fuck herself with it, 
of course, not tonight. She'd come plenty of times beneath the brunette's 
devouring hot mouth. No, she definitely wouldn't. Absolutely not.

 Two minutes later, the sheets thrown back, the sexy blonde began lunging her 
cunt on the massive spiked cock with deep low moans of passion. With each inch 
she worked in, she inflicted a five-second shock by hitting the red button. 
Jesus, it felt fantastic! Another inch, another five beautifully shattering 
seconds. Then ten seconds. Then fifteen.

 "You've got to be careful, darling," her voice mocked her. "You could get 
hooked on that thing." The warning to Sheila Marks had been sincere.

 Because no one knew better than Carol how hooked a girl could get on the giant 
electrified prick. Deep down, the stewardess knew she'd deliberately hooked 
herself on it, had gone at it gladly and lustfully.

 Because Carol knew she had to die someday, and it was the only way she could be 
literally fucked to death. And that's how she planned to go. All this was only 
practice.

 "Fuck me!" her voice rang in the empty bedroom. "Fuck me!"

 Three of the Marks family lay awake in the early hours of the morning, all of 
them preoccupied with their thoughts.

 In her bed, Becky Marks sighed again and again, her fingers daringly toying 
with her own hotly throbbing pussy. God, her father had been beautiful! What a 
lover! She deliberately refused to brush her teeth that night so she could savor 
the final lingering traces of his jizz in her mouth.

 Her own Daddy had taken her virginity, and she felt so gloriously excited about 
it she knew she had to tell someone. But who could she trust? Who would share in 
her blissful happiness, her delicious secret? Who would understand? Certainly 
not her brother, Jim.

 A faint throb began to pulse in the girl's loins when she thought of her 
brother. She'd seen Jim naked just a month or so ago. He was coming down the 
hall on the way to the shower, and not knowing she was home, he was naked. Lord, 
he had a long cock! It dangled down over his balls like a hose. He couldn't 
compete with his father, but it was easy to see he'd inherited an impressive 
head start. Funny, she'd never thought of Jim sexually before. Her father, yes, 
in fantasies, but never her brother. He was really very good-looking, Becky 
realized.

 The adolescent began to imagine giving her brother a blow-job, astonishing him 
with her hunger and skill. Then she would sit on his lap and give him an 
unforgettably furious fuck, one that would shame those dumb girls he dated.

 Becky drifted off to sleep, determined to seduce Jim at the first chance it was 
the right thing to do, she knew, because anything that brought a family closer 
together was good.

 Beside Glenn in bed, Sheila's regular breathing told him she was asleep. 
Groping in the dark, he lit another cigarette. Hell, it was easy to see why he 
couldn't sleep. It wasn't every night a respectable father went down on his own 
daughter's virgin-pussy, then took it and then encouraged her to perform what 
the law called an obscene act in certain circumstances.

 The thing that troubled him was Becky's age. She was now madly in love with him 
sexually, a lot different than the father-daughter version. And there was no 
telling how she might act now. Sure, Becky had been a terrific piece of ass, hot 
and juicy and thrillingly tight, but now that his lust was temporarily sated, he 
began to weigh the possible hazards.

 Glenn Marks had the funny feeling he was treading on thin ice. Very thin.

 Next to him, Sheila pretended to be asleep. Again and again, she went over her 
lewd, violent affair with Carol that night, trembling with remembered passion 
and excitement. Was the reason her husband was still awake was that he 
suspected?

 What bothered her even more than her sense of guilt and shame, though, was the 
fact that ever since her hot wanton night with the beautiful stewardess, she'd 
begun to look at girls and women with different eyes. Very often hungry eyes, 
accompanied by wild forbidden thoughts.

 Just tonight she'd found herself staring at her daughter, Becky, across the 
dinner table with the most shocking thoughts, thoughts that made her face now 
turn crimson. Her own lips kissing and teasing and sucking Becky's lovely tits. 
Then every silken inch of her whole naked body, pausing greedily before her 
tender cunt, dipping swiftly down to lick at Becky's sweet asshole before 
devouring her with breathtaking excitement.

 Terrible, absolutely horrible. How could she ever think such things about her 
own daughter? If Glenn knew, he would possibly kill her for such depravity, even 
imagined.

 Because Glenn adored their beautiful daughter. Becky couldn't have a more 
kindly, loving father.

 Far more loving than Sheila Marks suspected.

 The entire family finally slept, unaware they were on a collision course with 
lust at the helm and disaster straight ahead.

 As her father had promised Becky, he'd gotten a new van from his agency the 
next day. Copper-colored, with drapes and every conceivable accommodation, the 
van was a motel room on wheels, with even greater privacy. Glenn wondered why he 
hadn't thought of it before. It was the perfect answer for quickies without the 
cost of a motel room or the risk of being spotted.

 The idea was such a stroke of genius on Becky's part that her father rewarded 
her that first afternoon by screwing her three times in a row after school. 
Glenn was glad he had the good sense to park the van in a secluded spot on the 
outskirts of town, though. Even with the tape deck turned up to a near-deafening 
level, his daughter's shrieks of wanton ecstasy seemed to carry a mile.

 Glenn knew now that his wildly aroused daughter would do anything he wanted, 
and that Friday evening he called the redhead's number. The idea of a torrid 
threesome with the two girls had kept his cock throbbing urgently for days. He 
discovered, with disappointment, that Marge had gone away for the weekend to 
visit her parents.

 The weekend was usually a social whirl for the Markses – dinners with friends 
and neighbors, an invitation to his boss' house, social obligations that 
couldn't be avoided. Glenn and Sheila were tremendously popular.

 Saturday night they left the house at seven to attend a dinner party, leaving 
Jim and Becky home alone. Jim had a date with a plump, but rich, college girl at 
nine. Becky had turned down two dates. After her lewd and violent sex-episodes 
with her own father, high school boys were almost laughably ridiculous to Becky.

 At seven-thirty, Becky stripped and put on her terry cloth robe. There was a 
smoldering gleam in her wide eyes as she knocked on the door of her brother's 
room.

 He opened the door, looking annoyed. "What is it, kid?"

 Kid! If Jim knew, he'd keel over in shock. "Do you want the shower first or 
what, Jim? I mean, I know you've got a hot date with that fat-assed college 
broad and you must be rarin' to go."

 He looked at her with a cool grin. "Listen, you keep your comments to yourself. 
She's a nice girl. Besides, she's rolling in money."

 "But she's a lousy lay, right?" Becky smiled. "I'll bet that dumpy ass of hers 
lumbers like an earth-moving machine. Is that the best you can do?"

 Jim stared at his sister in surprise. It was common to hear kids Becky's age 
use profanity, but it was surprising to hear angelic Becky talk like this. She 
seemed different somehow tonight. The belt of her terry cloth robe was loose and 
he could see her tits almost to the nipple. His sister would be an absolute 
knockout in a couple more years, and already her lush promise was blossoming 
overnight.

 "I can do a hell of a lot better," he retorted. "But tonight I work on my bank 
account, got it? I'll take the shower first. Now beat it."

 Becky grinned, nodded, and went back to her room. She lit a cigarette from the 
pack she'd stolen from her father's room, and calmly waited. Ten minutes later, 
Jim walked down the hall to the bathroom. Her heart beating wildly, Becky 
stubbed out her cigarette, slipped out of her robe and walked down the hall 
stark naked.

 Without knocking, she opened the bathroom door and walked in. Her brother stood 
before the mirror with a towel draped around his waist. He had his electric 
shaver in his hand but hadn't turned it on yet. He looked at his sister in 
astonishment, blinking his eyes.

 "Jesus Christ, Becky! Are you crazy?"

 "No, Jim. Just horny. For you, brother. We'll shower together, okay?"

 Jim gaped at his sister in disbelief. For a wild moment, the latest rage of 
movies about demonic possession flitted through his mind, and he wondered if 
Becky was suddenly possessed. Then he realized she wasn't Becky any more. She 
was already tall for her age and her silky tits were ripening quickly, with fat 
lush nipples that tilted upward, as if begging to be kissed and sucked. Beneath 
her narrow waist, her hips curved out in sexy fullness. And the golden tangle of 
her pussy-hairs above her softly rounded belly triggered an immediate surge in 
his long cock. He quickly pressed his hard-on against the sink to hide his 
reaction from her.

 "I don't know whether you've been smoking grass or what, kid," he shook his 
head, "but you don't know what you're doing. You'd better beat it, Becky."

 "Grow up," she said with a sneer. "We'll shower together. Take your towel off, 
Jim. I want to see your prick."

 "Now listen, kid, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, but…"

Becky reached over and ripped his towel off. His long pulsing cock sprang forth 
and she sucked in her breath. "Oh, beautiful," she murmured. "Oh, Jim, that's a 
hunk of meat!" Her eyes went up to his, shining wildly. "Be honest with me, 
brother. How many times can you come in one night?"

 "Jesus Christ!" Jim exclaimed, shaking his head. "Becky, are you sick? This 
isn't like you at all, honey."

 "How many times?" Becky whispered, stepping close to her lean, powerfully 
muscled brother. She grasped his hard-on in her fingers and stroked it tenderly, 
and for a wild moment Jim thought he would burst his load on the spot.

 Sister or not, crazy or not, possessed or not, a beautiful naked blonde was 
playing with his prick and was driving him crazy. "How many times?" she 
demanded.

 "Four, maybe five," Jim said hoarsely. "Listen, Becky, if you don't stop 
playing with my prick I'm gonna come all over the place."

 "Would you like me to give you a blow-job, Jim? Would you like to come in my 
mouth the first time?" Becky panted, jerking his cock in her hot fist with a 
lascivious smile.

 She is crazy, Jim thought with awe. Could his sister be a raving nymphomaniac? 
But hell, he realized quickly, did it matter? His own beautiful sister wanted to 
make it with him in the most vulgar possible terms, and the message in his 
urgently pulsing rod was achingly clear. He had to decide quickly. He was about 
to come from sheer excitement, from the electrifying feel of her hot fingers.

 "Okay, okay, Becky," he gasped. "We'll shower together. Come on, honey."

 They both stepped under the warm spray. Both of them were fiercely excited as 
they faced each other, naked. All the years of joking and playing and taunting 
each other, all the wholesome brother-sister love they'd built up, all these 
feelings only served to add a fiery fuel to the lust both teenagers felt at that 
moment.

 "We'll soap each other down," Becky said. She began by stroking suds on Jim's 
broad chest, moving her fingers down to his flat belly and the thick dark bush 
above his quivering prick. Becky avoided lathering his cock and balls, though, 
and instead reached around to stroke suds on the crack of his hard-muscled ass. 
She pressed her hot tits into his chest as she did so, grinding her pulsing cunt 
to his huge erection.

 Jim's lips found hers and almost at once her wet tongue slammed into his mouth 
urgently. His fingers lathered her satiny ripe ass meanwhile, then moved up to 
soap her beautifully formed tits, pinching gently on her taut nipples.

 A moment later Becky had slipped out of his grasp and dropped to her knees, 
deep moans of excitement coming from her throat. She clutched his rigidly 
pulsing prick eagerly in both hands, aimed it at her tingling mouth and shoved 
it in.

 "Becky! Oh, wow, Becky! Sin, it's wild!"

 Jim Marks had a girl go down on him only once in his life, briefly, awkwardly, 
and as a simple mechanical prelude to screwing her. This was unbelievable! Under 
the warm spray of the shower, his own sexy sister was passionately sucking him 
off with such artistic hunger, Jim's mind reeled. While one of her hands jerked 
the base of his quivering prick, the other squeezed and fondled his balls. And 
all the while her burning mouth sucked and coaxed, her lashing tongue whirled 
and flicked against the tip of his knob to make him groan in surprised pleasure.

 Just when he thought he was going to spurt his load into her electrifying 
mouth, the blonde adolescent released her lips and began licking and sucking on 
his balls for a new thrill. Jim cupped her head in his hands, grinding his hips, 
dazed at his sister's lustful eagerness.

 "Oh, shit, sis, that's fantastic, honey. Gooooooood! At, Becky, I wanna come 
now in your hot mouth, baby! Yes, oh YEAH! Ummmm! WOW, WOW!"

 Becky was in a state of pure rapture as she devoured her brother's burning 
prick. Sweet Jim's cock tasted utterly delicious to her, not nearly as gigantic 
or thrilling as her father's, but still fabulously exciting! She loved the hot 
pounding feel of his meat surging in waves in her fist and mouth, the sensation 
of his creamy come building up for a delicious explosion.

 With a thrilled shock that only fired her runaway lust, the girl realized that 
in just the past few days she'd lavished hungry blow-jobs on both her father and 
her brother, and she loved it with all her fiery soul. She loved eating her 
daddy's thick molten cum, and now her brother's gushing flood was starting to 
explode in her frantically sucking mouth. Low frenzied moans issued from Becky's 
throat as the boiling juice spurted forth, hotter and sweeter than her father's. 
The jizz streamed down her throat in enormous bursts, wave after searing wave 
while Becky sucked and jerked on his quivering rod.

 Becky realized she was now addicted to going down on men. She craved oral sex, 
daydreamed about sucking cocks at idle moments during the day, had exciting 
erotic visions of them in her sleep. Her father's immense, powerful prick had 
sparked this new hunger and there were moments when she fantasized going down an 
a dozen boys in succession, smacking her lips and savoring each new fountain of 
cum.

 And once the idea even occurred to her it might be fun to try a girl sometime, 
just to see what it was like. The prospect of blowing another girl filled her 
with a weird anticipation, an excitement that left her lusting and breathless.

 The last few drops of her brother's creamy jizz seeped into her mouth and with 
a last ravenous suck, Becky released his deflated rod and stood up, panting.

 "How was it, Jim? Did you like it?"

 Jim shook his head, speechless. Her innocent mouth had given him the 
roller-coaster ride of his life and now she asked him if he liked it! But 
staring at her beautiful face, a sudden twinge of jealousy struck Jim. Where had 
she learned to give such an incredible blow-job? The thought occurred to him 
that his own sister might be the most eager cocksucker in town, the 
laughingstock of school behind his back.

 "How many guys have you done that to, Becky?" he asked.

 "Just one, honest. You might say I've got a natural flair for it, Jim."

 Jim wondered if he ought to ask who, but decided it wasn't any of his business 
yet. They got out of the shower and dried each other down. The feel of his 
sister's hot satiny tits and sleek legs beneath his fingers quickly sparked a 
new powerful hard-on for Jim. He realized Becky had done him a bigger favor than 
she knew by sucking him off the first time. He hadn't been laid in almost a 
month and his urgency was so fierce he would have come in two seconds if he'd 
rammed it into her juicy cunt. At least now he had some staying power.

 "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, Jim. Have a nice night, brother."

 She started to leave the bathroom when Jim seized her wrist. "What do you mean, 
sis? Hell, I'm not through!"

 She smiled maliciously. "What about that dumpy-assed date of yours? Aren't you 
going to keep it?"

 "Screw her," Jim said heatedly. "I want to spend the night with you. Come on!"

 Becky chewed her lip, pretending to think it over. Already she was beginning to 
realize the power of her lips and tongue and pussy and she hadn't even let Jim 
have that yet. Once he got it, Becky had a strong feeling she could wrap Jim 
around her little finger like a ribbon. They could suck and fuck at her whim, 
whenever she felt like it. And ever since her handsome father had turned her on 
a few nights ago, the girl felt as if her pussy was on fire. Sex was all she 
thought about, dreamed about, looked forward to, breathed.

 "I don't know," Becky said coyly. "You promise to do whatever I ask?"

 "Yeah, sure, anything," Jim said hoarsely. Christ, she was a wildcat! If her 
tight pussy was half as exciting as her mouth, it would be a night to remember 
for life.

 "Okay, brother," Becky grinned. "My room. And bring a joint, a good one."

 There was no sense in denying he had grass, since Becky knew he smoked it, like 
almost everyone else in high school. He went to his room, ***********ed two 
thickly rolled marijuana cigarettes and padded, naked, to Becky's room. She lay 
casually sprawled out on the bed, one knee drawn up, her glistening pink cunt 
like a tiny kissable mouth.

 Jim lit one joint, dragged deep and handed it to her. They smoked the entire 
reefer in silence, Jim's long cock growing thicker and hotter by the moment.

 "Ever eaten a girl's pussy?" Becky asked huskily.

 "No." Jim laughed, feeling very high. "I never found one that looked appetizing 
enough."

 "Well, look at mine, brother. Because you're going to eat it, nice and slow. 
Then we'll fuck, Jim. We've got at least three more hours alone and I want to 
spend every minute of it sucking and fucking. How does that grab you?"

 Again, he was shocked at the obscene words rolling so casually from her lips. 
There was an aura of tremendous lust and excitement in her eyes, a glow of sex 
reeking from her tawny naked body that suggested she was the greatest piece of 
ass in the world.

 "Suck on my tits first, Jim. Nice and easy, though."

 He got on top of his sister and cupped a golden hot tit in each hand. His mouth 
sucked hotly on one swollen nipple, bringing soft moans from her lips, before he 
turned to the other tit. She didn't have to coax him down – he'd already begun 
burrowing his lips down in her warm belly, curious about eating pussy, 
especially his beautiful sister's cunt. He placed a hand on her stomach and 
pressed back so that her luscious pink cunt was fully exposed.

 "Eat it, eat it, eat it," Becky chanted, seizing his hair in her fingers. "Kiss 
my cunt, Jim darling, mmmmmm, suck me off, brother. Ooooooooh!Yes! Eat my hot 
cunt! Oh, God, Yes, Jim, unnnnnnnngh! Oh shit I love it!"

 Without any gentleness or foreplay, her brother launched into the act by 
lashing his tongue deep into her succulent slit and licking up the honey that 
began to spew forth. It never occurred to him that going down on a girl could be 
so arousing. The fact that this was his own sister's pussy, sweet and fragrant 
and juicy, was an inspiration. He wriggled his tongue up and down, sideways, 
back and forth, paused to suck lustfully on her tiny clit to make her scream 
with bliss. He was hardly aware that Becky was tugging painfully at his hair and 
that her feet were digging harshly into his back, or that her burning soft 
thighs were locked crushingly to his face.

 "Suck it faster! Oh, brother, I love it! Gonna come! Unnnnnnnngh!"

 Her tawny ass swung up and down in a fury of lust as her first orgasm rippled 
through her madly sucking pussy. It was quickly followed by another, hotter 
series of thrills as her brother's greedy mouth sucked in a frenzy.

 "Shit, it's too much, too much!Yes, daddy, daddy, yes! Daddy, I love it, love 
you,love your mouth, your prick!"

 Jim froze. She'd said Daddy! Jesus, he thought, dazed, our own father ate 
Becky's pussy? Was that who she gave the first blow-job to, where she learned 
those fantastic tricks? His train of thought was shattered when Becky abruptly 
pulled his head down with violence, crushing his mouth once again to her hot 
quivering cunt.

 "Don't stop, dammit! Eat it, suck it!"

 A few minutes later, Becky released his head with a long happy sigh.

 "Beautiful," she sighed to Jim. "Just yummy, brother. Let's smoke the other 
joint, okay?"

 Jim lit it, thinking hard. She could have just wed the expression Daddy, just a 
phrase in the heat of passion. Or maybe she was fantasizing about their father. 
Some girls did that. Hell, Jim decided, his father couldn't possibly do such a 
thing, no matter how sexy and beautiful Becky was. What kind of a father would 
eat his daughter's pussy? Or have her give him a blow-job?

 It was impossible.

 But he had to admit to himself that when Becky came on to a man, she was also 
impossible to resist, the hot mink.

 "Hell, let's screw," Jim said urgently, feeling his built-up come like a 
blazing fire in his loins. "I'm as hot as a pistol, sis."

 Becky squinted at him through the marijuana smoke. "No."

 Jim blinked at her in disbelief. "What?"

 "I said no. N-O. I changed my mind, Jim. I don't feel like it any more. I'm 
happy and relaxed now. Try me in an hour or two, okay, brother?"

 Jim's temper was slow, Becky knew, but very dangerous once it got rolling. His 
face was turning red with rage now, almost as crimson as the head of his 
throbbing prick.

 "What the hell do you mean, no? You said we would, you let me eat your pussy 
until you came and now you want to just lie there stoned, leaving me high and 
dry!"

 She smiled at him arrogantly, but her heart was hammering wildly in her chest. 
Only last night she lay awake in bed, her pussy throbbing, her mind whirling 
with thoughts about sex. She found herself wondering what it would be like to be 
raped, to be brutally, savagely raped. To have a hot massive cock angrily ram 
her tight-burning cunt with thrilling power, piercing her by force. To feel 
completely helpless as a strong male pinned her down and took her in a fury of 
lust.

 In school, a lot of teachers found Becky Marks annoying because of her intense 
curiosity. She was always asking questions that were hard to answer, unusual 
questions that irritated their limited minds. Now the girl's intense curiosity 
about sex had awakened and she wanted to experience everything, no matter how 
twisted or seemingly strange.

 She'd thought of provoking her father into raping her, but she knew he 
wouldn't, not with her anyway. He was a stud, a bull, but a kind bull, she 
thought innocently. Jim was horny and headstrong. And right now he was glaring 
down at her with a chilling light in his steel-blue eyes.

 "Why don't you keep your date with dumpy ass?" Becky taunted him, stretching 
out on the bed so that her cute tits rose invitingly high. She deliberately 
toyed with her pussy hairs, drawing his attention there. "Why don't you fuck 
her, brother? She can't be that bad, can she?"

 "Now listen, Becky!"

 "Beat it. You bore me."

 The fury darkened his face like a cloud. He was suddenly on top of the girl, 
seizing her wrists in a vise grip. One of his knees kept her legs parted as he 
tried to ram his prick into her pussy. A stab of tenor shot through Becky. This 
rape wasn't what she imagined. He was hurting her. She began struggling 
ferociously, with surprising strength.

 Suddenly Jim managed to jam both knees between her thighs, exposing her pink 
cunt-lips. A few seconds later he slammed forward and his hot cock immediately 
pierced his sobbing sister. Jim began to fuck her with driving brutal strokes, 
pistoning his prick in almost to the hilt to make her cry out.

 "Hurts! Damn, Jim. Unnnnnnnng! You're killing me! Aaaaaagh! More of your prick! 
WANT MORE OF YOUR HOT COCK!"

 Quickly, Becky started swinging her hips to a frenzied passion as her brother's 
long rod began to batter her eager pussy with thrilling violence. The 
lust-crazed girl sank her teeth into his shoulder viciously and clawed his back 
in a fury of obscene excitement.

 Jim was already beginning to falter beneath her hotly sucking cunt. "Oh, shit, 
sis! Hot, mmmmmmm! Hot 'n tight! Jesus, what pussy!Wowwwww!"

 Becky went into a reverie of delirious fucking, wrapping her legs around her 
brother's waist and swinging her silken ass in powerful thrusts. His thick 
battering prick gorged her narrow slit until it was painful, but Becky enjoyed 
that too. While her brother's cock wasn't as huge or as thrilling as her 
father's, or as tasty, Becky discovered when she'd given him her ravenous 
blowjob in the shower, it was still long and hard enough to make her come.

 "Love your hot prick, Jim! Oh, brother, that's wild,wild, wild. More of your 
big prick. Aaaaaaaaaagh! Shoot it in me! Ram it to me! Fuck me harder!"

 With her hot, silken body squirming against his in a wanton madness, Jim felt 
his rod being coaxed and drained by her boiling cunt with electrifying 
excitement. Her hot ass-cheeks quivered in his hands in lustful spasms. Her 
swollen tits rammed into his chest while her hand reached around to the crack of 
his ass, grasping his balls, urging his fiery load.

 "Gonna come, sis! I'm coming, sis! Jeez, what a cunt!"

 "All of it," his sister panted fiercely. "Gimme that hot cm! Shoot it hot and 
deep, brother! Oh Lord I wanna fuck all night!"

 Five minutes later her brother collapsed against her, but still Becky writhed 
and squeezed his soft cock. The urgent fucking motions of her soft hips finally 
began to subside, but already she'd started stroking and massaging his balls, 
craving more.

 Jim rolled off Becky, heaving for breath. He stared down at his sister in 
astonishment. Her wide eyes shone lewdly on his prick and her sultry lips were 
parted and wet, still murmuring obscenities.

 "Oh Jim, that was a great fuck, darling. Oh, brother, I didn't know what I was 
missing all these years! Listen, I want to try something different."

 "Different?"

 Becky nodded eagerly. She rolled over on her stomach and placed her folded 
knees under her so that her tawny naked ass hovered lasciviously in the air.

 "You mean dog-fashion?" Jim asked.

 "No," Becky panted. "I want it in my ass. Every burning inch, brother. Ram it 
in all the way! Lord, I'm so hot I could faint. Come on, Jim, shove it in. 
Hard."

 "Christ, Becky, it'll hurt. You sure you can take it?"

 She shuddered her beautifully rounded ass impatiently. "Don't worry about me. 
Just ram it in! Go ahead!"

 The mere sight of his sister's succulent ass triggered a new rock-hard erection 
in Jim. Whoever else she might be, this wasn't the shy sweet sister he'd grown 
up with. First she'd given him the wildest blow-job imaginable, greedily gulping 
down his juices, then she'd taunted him into raping her and now she was pleading 
for it in her tender asshole!

 Whoever had turned Becky on had started a bonfire in her loins. Jim would try 
to find out later.

 He kneeled upright between the blonde's legs and spread the crack of her 
burning ass-cheeks. Her anus looked small beneath his big throbbing prick, tiny 
and utterly helpless.

 "Maybe I ought to get some Vaseline," Jim suggested.

 "Put some of my pussy-juice on it," Becky panted. "Put some on the head of your 
cock, too, brother. Then ram it home! Let's do it!"

 He dipped his fingers into her drenched hot cunt and rubbed her freely-flowing 
pussy-juice around the puckered slit of her asshole. Then Jim spread some on the 
head of his pounding prick. Hunching forward with her silky ass firmly gripped 
in his hands, he shoved the red knob of his cock directly against her quivering 
asshole.

 Then he lunged forward with all his might.

 "God Almighty!" Becky screamed. "Tearing me in two! Jeeeeeezus Jim! Oh, my ass! 
Wooowww!"

 The stunned blonde gasped, trying to catch her breath. The gigantic boiling 
pressure in her ravaged asshole felt like a blazing baseball bat rammed to the 
hilt. Her brother's thick hot prick throbbed fiercely in her narrow tunnel, 
surging with power, stinging like fire.

 "Oh, shit, that's nice!" Jim groaned, digging his fingers into the tender flesh 
of her ass-cheeks. "Ooooh, sis, your asshole is terrific!"

 Jim began pumping his gorged rod in steady strokes, each forward thrust 
bringing a cry of anguish from his sister's throat. It was impossible to be 
still, but with each slight movement of her naked ass, Jim's long prick 
inflicted new bolts of pain in her tender asshole. An idea occurred to Becky and 
she quickly darted her fingers down to her soaked pussy. She found her clit and 
began stroking it furiously, hoping the obscene thrills she got from 
fingerfucking herself would take her attention away from the pain.

 Then something odd happened. The burning ripping pain pounding savagely in her 
hot asshole began to merge with the sharp thrills in her searing cunt. Sobbing, 
the blonde shoved a finger up her pussy, then two fingers, and began fucking 
herself eagerly. Both her tender slits were now crammed with pounding 
excitement.

 "Yes, brother, yes! Harder, faster! Fuck my ass harder, brother!"

 Jim didn't need urging. Her juicy tight anus boiled around his thrusting prick, 
squirming and wriggling to spark hot thrills along the length of his meat. The 
feel of his sister's tawny hot ass trembling madly in his fingers fired his 
excitement tremendously. What a hell of a way to spend Saturday night! The night 
was still young and so far he'd screwed his sexy sister in three different 
places, all of them wildly sucking on his cock.

 Becky's naked body thrashed wildly on the bed as she furiously stroked her 
fingers in and out of her throbbing cunt. She was as excited by the idea of 
having her own handsome brother ravage her anally as the maddening experience 
itself. In her state of lewd delirium, she could no longer tell the difference 
between the gorged blazing sheets of pain rippling through her asshole and the 
lustful thrills racing through her soaked pussy. She felt completely crammed 
full except for her mouth. Lord, if only she had a cock to ram in there, too!

 "Coming, sis! Oh, your hot wild ass, honey. Wow! Oh, that juicy asshole, 
mmmmmmmmm! Here it comes! Oh, baby swing that ass!"

 In a fever of passion, Becky swung and jerked her naked ass with loud moans of 
joy. She felt her bowels tinge madly as her brother's load began to spurt deep 
in her asshole.

 "Oh, yes, shoot it in me! Shoot it in my ass, brother! Ooh, Jim,love your prick 
up my ass! Fuck me darling! aaaaaah!"

 He was coming in great molten gushes in her burning anus, spurts that flooded 
her churning ass in torrents of wet fire. She masturbated to a frenzy as he came 
in her impaled ass, her blazing cunt exploding with thrills. She flexed her anal 
muscles powerfully to drain her brother's load, swinging her cheeks up and down 
frantically.

 When Jim suddenly pulled his cock out with a grunt, Becky shuddered from head 
to toe. Then she stayed in position, waves of delight coursing through her 
ravaged ass as Jim's burning come trickled and tingled. She slowly undulated her 
ass with obscene pleasure, moaning low and deep.

 "Jesus, what do you do for an encore after that, sis?"

 "Don't worry," Becky sighed, rolling over on her back, "I'll think of 
something, Jim. You just keep that beautiful rod ready to go, brother. Mmmmmm, 
that hurt gloriously. Do you suppose Dad ever did that to Mom?"

 "Nah, I don't think so. Mom is too square. Now you tell me something, sis. Who 
took your cherry and turned you on? I mean, whoever he was, I gotta hand it to 
him."

 Becky lit one of the cigarettes she'd stolen from her father's room. "Well, if 
you like," she said lazily, "you can congratulate him when he gets home 
tonight."

 Jim's eyes widened. "Christ, you mean Dad?"

 "You bet I mean our father. And brother, is he hung! To think that Mom has been 
getting every loving inch all these years," Becky sighed, stroking her brother's 
limp cock with her hot fist. "I'll tell you something else too, Jim. Your father 
could give lessons in pussy-eating. His cum is saltier than yours, too. But he 
doesn't have as much," Becky consoled her brother.

 "I'll be damned," Jim muttered. He knew his father had a reputation all over 
town for being a stud, but fucking his own daughter! Well, what the hell, he 
reminded himself sheepishly, she's my own sister too.

 "Ever think about making it with Mom?" Becky asked him.

 "Well, the thought occurred to me, but hell, you know Mom. She'd be shocked out 
of her wits. She's still got a fantastic body, especially her gorgeous tits."

 "Don't be so damn sure about that," Becky said thoughtfully. "Mom isn't as 
square as she seems. I think it's an act, the respectable housewife routine. I'd 
almost be willing to bet she's making it with someone on the side. You know 
what, Jim? I wouldn't mind making it with Mom myself."

 "Are you kidding?" her brother said, startled.

 "Hell no, I'm not kidding," Becky laughed. "I don't suppose you've seen her 
naked lately, but I have. She's as sexy as anything around. I'd like to suck on 
those fabulous tits for an hour before I'd eat her pussy until she faints. 
Mmmmmm, I'll bet she's delicious!"

 Jim stared at his sister in awe. No wonder his father had found the temptation 
irresistible. Becky was so wildly sexy with those smoldering eyes and high, 
ripening tits and tawny ass and legs, he'd have had to be blind to resist the 
urge. And the idea of sultry Becky going down on their beautiful mother sparked 
a hot strange excitement in his loins. That would be an unforgettable scene, 
almost as exciting as the prospect of screwing his own voluptuous mother.

 At the same moment the girl felt a stab of lustful urgency as she too pictured 
having sex with their mother. She wondered if she ought to sound out her father 
about it first. If anyone could persuade their mother to give it a try, he 
could. Glenn Marks could talk almost anyone into anything. Well, maybe she could 
talk him into that, too. After all, her father had a limited number of hours he 
could screw, and he spent almost every stolen moment with Becky, unable to get 
enough of her hot pussy. Becky suddenly laughed out loud.

 "What's so funny?" Jim asked, his prick erect once more.

 "I just wondered if there's a bed in the house big enough to hold all of us," 
Becky grinned. "Let's cut all this talk and get down to business, brother. I'm 
horny. Let's sixty-nine."

 A moment later Becky's eager mouth slipped down to seize her brother's burning 
meat. She began licking and sucking with lewd moans, pausing to lap at his balls 
every so often. With her steaming crotch over Jim's mouth, brother and sister 
rocked and jerked with spasms of lust as they devoured each other. Only after 
they came in each other's greedy mouths did they lay back, temporarily sated.

 Becky's ass felt excruciatingly raw and tender, but she liked the warm erotic 
glow spreading outward from her hot ass-cheeks. Tomorrow she'd get her father to 
spank her, to renew the lustful sensations. Strange, how pain could feel good. 
She'd gotten Jim to screw her anally not only out of curiosity, but as a sort of 
practice session. If she could take Jim's long prick without fainting, she ought 
to be able to take her father's immense cock. She knew he adored her cute ass, 
fondling and stroking its velvety heat constantly with powerful fingers. She 
knew he'd thought about fucking her in the ass, although he never mentioned it. 
She looked forward to the surprise and pleasure on his face when she offered her 
nakedly rounded ass-cheeks to him.

 How many girls loved their fathers enough to offer them their helpless asses 
for pure pleasure?

 Her mother had to be next, Becky thought restlessly. There was no one else left 
in the family.

 What instinct prompted Becky to search her parents' bedroom the following day, 
she didn't know. Just a sharp curiosity about her mother's seeming innocence. 
She had to have a secret somewhere, Becky sensed as she went through her 
mother's closet. She found a pair of panties in the laundry hamper and sniffed 
her mother's pussy fragrance with excitement. She moved next to the dresser. In 
a bottom drawer, beneath a set of folded towels, she found two items that left 
her dazed with astonishment.

 One was a gigantic dildo with dozens of soft rubber spikes on its prick-shaped 
length. Becky fiddled with the red button on the bottom and almost dropped the 
humming cock as a sharp electric tingle raced through her fingers. The other 
item was a Polaroid snapshot, in color, of a beautiful naked blonde.

 Becky sank down on the bed as she gaped at it. The blonde was tall, 
high-breasted with huge pink nipples and long sleek legs. She lay casually on a 
bed, her thighs slightly parted so that her pink pussy shone through her curly 
cunt-hairs. The expression on her face was lewd, her eyes smoldering, her 
sensuous lips curved in an inviting smile.

 The snapshot was signed: All my hottest love, darling, Carol.

 "Incredible," Becky murmured out loud. "Too much! Oh Mom, did you have me 
fooled!"

 Becky tried to imagine a dozen different reasons for the dildo and the obscene 
snapshot to be in the drawer, but only came back to one answer – her mother, the 
cunning bitch, was having an affair with a beautiful blonde! For a long time 
Becky stared it the dildo and the photograph in turn. Her father couldn't know. 
Suddenly Becky realized she had the upper hand completely over her mother.

 All she had to do was blackmail her sexually. Becky went back to her own room, 
bringing the dildo and the snapshot with her. She smiled slyly as she went to 
take a bath. Her father had promised, in front of the family to take her to see 
a special movie tonight. Meaning they were going to make it again. But there was 
another hidden meaning in his eyes she couldn't fathom, a sort of amused secret, 
accompanied by an I'll-tell-you-later look.

 Well, now Becky had a surprise or two for him. She would keep the evidence 
hidden from her mother and look as innocent as possible for a day or two. Her 
sexy mother might crack from the tension of not knowing who took them, but it 
was just this sort of tension that would make her a pushover at the right 
moment.

 Again Becky stared at the seductively naked blonde in the picture. So her 
mother was a real swinger, a raving switch-hitter!

 Maybe, Becky thought with a soft hungry tingle in her lips as she stared at the 
blonde's ripe curves, I inherited some of that. Mom and I could make a real 
team.

 Becky Marks felt like the horniest girl in the world as she slipped into the 
steaming bathtub. But if her own father and his surprise couldn't fix that, 
nothing could.

 The surprises began coming fast and furiously as soon as Glenn and his daughter 
drove away from the house.

 "The thing is, Becky," he said as he drove, "I, ah, had this date tonight with 
this redhead, see? I sort of wanted you to meet her. She's anxious to meet you 
and I was, ah, hoping you'd like each other."

 Becky laughed. "I'm not a dummy, Daddy. You want to make it with both of us, 
right? You want to play threesies."

 Glenn glanced at his daughter, partly startled, mostly with pride. Very sharp, 
as well as a terrific lay. He'd been meaning to broach the subject by degrees, 
carefully, but his beautiful daughter was so laughingly open about the subject 
of sex, she'd probably thought of it as soon as he did.

 "You won't object, angel?" he asked.

 "Any way you want to swing is all right with me, Daddy. I just hope she's 
sexy."

 Glenn grinned. "Don't worry about that, Becky. She says she's never done it 
with a girl before. But she's willing to try, especially when I showed her a 
picture of you. The one in your pink bikini, where your tits almost spill out of 
the top. As a matter of fact," he added smoothly, "I thought we might play a few 
games with Marge."

 "Games?" she said excitedly.

 "Tie her up, tease her a little, get her all hot and bothered. Then torment her 
a little bit before giving her more pleasure." He figured Becky may as well find 
out about the whip and manacles in his briefcase now. She wasn't exactly the 
timid type when it came to sex, he thought.

 "Well, in that case, I've got just the thing, Daddy. Look."

 She took the dildo from her straw purse and held it up. Glenn gawked and the 
car almost skidded on the road. Becky explained about the electric-shock button 
on bottom.

 "Where in the hell did you get that?"

 "I think you'd better park for a minute, Daddy. This is going to blow your 
mind, I'm afraid."

 He parked the car, and Becky handed him the snapshot of the sensuously naked 
blonde stewardess. Thea she told her father where she'd found the dildo and the 
picture. For a long minute Glenn stared at the picture, stunned.

 "I'll be Goddamned," he muttered, shaking his head. "I'll be a sonofabitch. 
Sheila? Sheila playing around on the side with another woman? Christ, I wouldn't 
have believed she had it in her. My own wife a switch-hitter!"

 He suddenly felt ridiculous. Here he was bringing his own daughter along for an 
orgy with himself and another woman while he was seething with anger over his 
wife. But if only she'd told him years before! To think of the time they'd 
wasted when they could have had terrifically exciting threesomes!

 His eyes went to Becky's jutting tits and smooth legs. Well, they could still 
have threesome; his wife, his adolescent daughter and himself, couldn't they? 
And if Sheila was tormented in the process, well, hell, she deserved it, didn't 
she? Glenn shook his head and started the engine. Becky coughed.

 "Uh, there's one more thing, Daddy," she said with a smile.

 "What now, angel? How can you possibly top that news?"

 "It's, uh, about Jim, Daddy."

 "What about him? What's he done?"

 "Well, it wasn't what he did. It's what we did, last night while you and Mom 
were out. I couldn't help it, Daddy, I was so darn horny and you were gone for 
the evening."

 Glenn shook his head, dazed, and turned the car engine off again. Becky no 
longer seemed little. He knew Becky did the actual seducing, knew how 
lust-crazed she could get when she was turned on. "All right," he said finally, 
"how was the kid in bed?"

 "Oh, great, Daddy," the blonde girl beamed. "For his age, that is. I mean, he's 
not hung like you, but he's not exactly a boy scout, either. You don't mind, do 
you, Dad?"

 Glenn patted her ass-cheeks affectionately. "No, I don't mind, Becky. As a 
matter of fact, I'd rather Jim came to you when he was worked up than some 
scatterbrain in school who'd make him spend money first or else give him the 
runaround. You know, we're all going to have to be careful, Becky." His voice 
was serious. "If anyone in town found out about what's going on in the family…"

 "Daddy, when can we get Mom for a threesome? Or a foursome, with Jim?" the 
blonde asked excitedly.

 "Soon," he promised. "Very soon."

 He drove off again, suddenly overwhelmed by all the wanton possibilities 
presenting themselves among his own family. This first threesome with his 
daughter was only a prelude. He knew Becky liked games, and if he could get her 
to like them enough with other girls, he could teach her to lure other teenage 
girls into threesomes or even foursomes. As for his wife, she apparently was 
doing fantastically well on her own, he realized with irony. The naked blonde in 
the picture was a knockout.

 His wife and daughter could get all the girls he wanted, for himself and Jim. A 
whole dazzling new lifestyle of excitement opened before his eyes, all because 
he'd decided in a moment of irresistible lust to take his daughter's virginity. 
There was risk there, danger, but, hell, that made the game all the more worth 
the effort, didn't it?

 The redhead Glenn had sold the new Chevy convertible to the week before was 
waiting outside her apartment building. Becky's heart began to beat with 
excitement as Marge got in the car beside her. Glenn introduced them and he 
could see the rich college girl was immediately taken with Becky's soft 
loveliness. She was nervous too, her lushly curved tits rising and falling 
rapidly with her breathing.

 Becky laughed, thinking of the colossal dildo in her purse. The gadget 
fascinated her, especially the shock button. It wouldn't be long before the 
redhead found out just how mischievous the blonde actually was. And how wantonly 
exciting.

 Glenn used his usual motel, owned by a friend whom he gave liberal discounts on 
a new car every year. This insured his silence, but even so Glenn carefully 
cautioned Becky to stay down in the back seat until she could slip in the motel 
room safely. When he was registered, Becky followed him and the shapely redhead 
into the room.

 Glenn took a fifth of Scotch from his briefcase, and made three drinks, 
deliberately making Becky's weak and Marge's very strong. Glenn waited a few 
minutes for the liquor to take effect on the nervous redhead. His prick had been 
hotly pulsing ever since he'd left the house with his blonde daughter. And it 
was Becky who broke the ice.

 "Look, gang," she giggled, "we can't just sit around all night. I'll strip 
first, okay?"

 Without the slightest bit of self-consciousness or shame, the blonde removed 
all her clothes. Her eyes blazing with eagerness and curiosity, Becky walked up 
to the trembling redhead. She put her hands on Marge's heavy tits, squeezing 
gently, aroused at the strange feel of another girl's warm tits in her fingers.

 To Glenn Marks, the sight of his daughter passionately feeling up another sexy 
girl was tremendously exciting. Marge was beginning to melt already, fascinated 
by Becky's boldness and lewdly searching fingers.

 "Take it off now," Becky whispered to Marge, rubbing her wetly throbbing pussy 
against the redhead's warm crotch. "Take it all off and I'll lick your pussy. 
This is a first time for me, too, Marge, so don't be nervous."

 Her fingers shaking, the college girl obeyed. She barely took her eyes off 
Becky, Glenn noticed, as though hypnotized by the woman's vibrant lust. As she 
stood naked before Becky, his daughter seized her creamy tits with a soft hungry 
moan and began sucking on one of the nipples.

 "Oh, that's exciting," Marge gasped, putting her arms around the girl, feeling 
Becky's warm soaked pussy grind to hers. "Oh, you're getting me hot, Becky. 
Mmmmmmm."

 Glenn quickly stripped, watching his daughter eagerly French-kiss the redhead. 
Her fingers groped Marge's fully rounded ass. Becky was fiercely, wildly excited 
at the soft sexy feel of Marge's naked flesh. It was so different from her 
father's or her brother's hotly thrilling cock, so deliciously guilty and 
forbidden.

 Becky stepped back from the college girl, panting, and looked at her father. He 
delved into his briefcase, talking to Marge meanwhile.

 "Becky and I want to play a little game, Marge. Don't worry, you won't get 
hurt. We're just going to tie you down on the bed with these manacles, see?"

 "Why?" Marge's eyes mirrored fright.

 "A game," he said patiently. "It's more exciting this way, Marge. A little 
teasing, that's all. Right, Becky?"

 Becky nodded quickly, her eyes blazing with anticipation. "Just a game, Marge," 
she said, stroking the redhead's hot ass. "Come on, be a sport. I'll give you 
the time of your life if you do. I'll eat your hot pussy until you faint with 
joy," she whispered lasciviously in Marge's ear, snaking her wet pink tongue 
into it. Becky felt on tire with lust, driven by an overpowering curiosity. 
"I'll lick your asshole," she promised. "You'll love it, Marge."

 Glenn marveled at his daughter's cunning, at the way she deliberately used 
obscene words to arouse the redhead. She rubbed her golden-haired cunt to 
Marge's crotch as she talked, until Marge breathlessly nodded, her eyelids 
fluttering with excitement.

 Quickly, Glenn manacled her wrists and ankles to the four bedposts. She lay 
naked and spread-eagled, totally helpless, her lush tits panting with fear and 
desire, panic welling up in her eyes for the first time when she realized how 
completely helpless she was. Her gaze went from Glenn's massively throbbing cock 
above his swollen hairy balls to his daughter's mouth.

 Eagerly, Becky got the grotesque dildo from her purse, Marge's face turned 
white with tenor.

 "Oh my God, you're not going to – you're not going to use that thing on me, are 
you? I'll scream!"

 "We're situated in the far rear of the motel," Glenn told her. "The adjoining 
room is vacant. I don't think anyone will hear you, Marge. Besides, I've got a 
funny hunch you might just fall in love with that gadget." Sheila obviously 
loved it and Glenn was curious to know why.

 "Let me eat her pussy first, Daddy," Becky implored. "Let me suck her off. She 
looks so damned yummy!"

 Glenn grinned at his daughter. "Okay, angel. But don't let her come. I want her 
so hot she's smoking."

 The blonde hurried to climb on top of the nakedly trembling redhead. For a few 
minutes Becky sat astride her plump hips, so that their burning cunt-lips were 
in contact. Moaning softly, Becky passionately squirmed her aching pussy to 
Marge's, creating a delicious friction between their tingling crotches. Her 
hands stroked and massaged Marge's hot tits meanwhile, loving their fat nipples.

 "Oh, I, I like that, Becky. Ummmmmm, oh, it's making me so hot, faster, 
please?"

 Marge forgot her fear as the silken-skinned blonde triggered dreamy thrills in 
her throbbing cunt. Glenn sat on the side of the bed meanwhile, watching his 
beautiful daughter arouse the redhead to a feverish pitch. Now Becky was sliding 
down, clutching Marge's round hips as she traced circles on her soft belly with 
the point of her burning tongue.

 A soaring excitement shuddered through Becky's naked flesh as she hunched 
between the spread-eagled girl's milky thighs. With a tentative motion, Becky 
flicked her long tongue out to taste Marge's pink wet pussy. It was sweet and 
juicy, unlike anything resembling a hot prick. The blonde took another taste and 
then another, entranced by the honeyed rife oozing out of the redhead's silken 
cunt.

 Then, with a moan of lewd delight, Becky dove in. She began sucking the crying 
girl's boiling pussy-flesh with ravenous lashes of her tongue, sucking deep and 
hard.

 "Oh, Mother, ooooooo! Oh, God it's – oh, Becky, eat me, darling! Ohit's 
wonderful!"

 "Don't let her come!" Glenn cautioned his daughter. His long pulsing rod leaped 
at the sight of his naked daughter ravenously going down on the helpless 
redhead, lapping and sucking in a frenzy of hunger. Christ, he couldn't just sit 
here and watch! Not while Becky's lush ass twitched and jerked to her frantic 
pussy-eating. He debated rapidly with himself – the college girl's helpless 
mouth or his daughter's luscious hot pussy? Its tiny pink cunt-lips were shiny 
with her juices, already sucking with desire.

 Nor had Becky forgotten his warnings. Sensing Marge was about to have an 
orgasm, she dipped her mouth down a couple inches to the crevice of her burning 
ass. The blonde's tongue shot into Marge's asshole to wriggle and squirm for a 
minute, causing the bound girl to shiver with obscene pleasure. Becky was 
suddenly aware that her father was mounting her poised ass from behind.

 "Yes," she gasped up at him urgently. "Fuck me, Daddy. Do it to me dog-style! 
Give me every inch. YES!"

 Every time Glenn Marks fucked his daughter, he marveled at the tight, 
electrifying juiciness of her hot cunt. It writhed like a starving animal on his 
ramming prick. Kneeling behind her, Glenn could watch his daughter lewdly suck 
and kiss and lap at Marge's pink throbbing pussy while he lunged deeper and 
deeper into her thrilling slit.

 In spite of her own wanton urgency, every time the naked, spread-eagled college 
girl came close to a fever of orgasm, Becky, pulled away her frenzied lips and 
tongue, kissing and licking Marge's hot thighs instead. Now Becky slammed her 
soft ass back furiously to meet her father's powerfully pumping cock, hearing 
his big balls slap loudly against her ass-cheeks with each plunge.

 "Fuck me, Daddy!" she cried happily. "Ooooooh, more of that hot prick! More, 
Daddy! Unnnnngh! Shoot me your load now, now, now!"

 Less than a violently jerking minute later, Glenn Marks felt his burning cum 
literally sucked from his loins by Becky's madly wriggling cunt. Wave after wave 
of thrills shot along his bursting meat as Becky thrashed and gyrated her 
erupting pussy on his cock. Panting with satisfaction, Glenn climbed off his 
daughter. His initial urgency was gone now and he could settle down to business 
with the redhead.

 Becky sat up, catching her breath. She wiped at the wet pussy-juice on her 
cheeks with her fingers, licking them dry with obscene relish. Beneath her, 
Marge continued to sob in a torment of pent-up lust, nudging her pussy in 
Becky's direction with pleading spasms. For Marge, the ordeal was just 
beginning.

 "Don't leave me like this," Marge begged. "Please, Becky, I'm so worked up I 
could die. Please, darling?"

 It wasn't the first time Marge had her pussy sucked off, but it was the first 
time she'd been devoured with such thrilling lust, such wildly sucking passion. 
And it was the first time a beautiful girl had ever aroused her. From the tips 
of her aching hot nipples to the soles of her feet, the helplessly bound college 
girl throbbed with need.

 Becky picked up the dildo. "Let me rape her with it, okay, Daddy? I'm dying to 
see how it works. Oooh, please?"

 Glenn nodded, grinning. After that last piece, he couldn't refuse his luscious 
daughter anything. Intensely excited, Becky placed her naked ass on Marge's lush 
tits and leaned forward, face down to the redhead's eagerly pulsing cunt.

 "No, no, no," Marge sobbed, trying to twist away from the hovering monster. She 
tugged fiercely at her chains, tenor shivering through her hot flesh. She 
wondered if she ought to scream but then realized if she was heard and someone 
called the police, her wealthy parents would undoubtedly hear about it. And how 
would she explain an orgy with a beautiful girl and the girl's father?

 Marge bit her lip to keep from screaming. Her breath panting on Marge's 
steaming pussy, the blonde pressed the knob-shaped head of the immense cock to 
Marge's cunt-lips. She switched the on button and breathlessly worked the giant 
cock-head into the college girl's trembling cunt. As the piercing dildo quivered 
and hummed in Marge's hotly aroused pussy, the rounded spikes began shooting 
intense thrills into the redhead's loins.

 "Oh, God, that's exciting!" the helpless girl gasped. "Oooo, Becky, that's 
fantastic! Oh, easy, easy, it's gorging me! Aaaah!"

 Deeper and deeper, the blonde adolescent shoved the buzzing massive prick 
inside Marge's now-fiercely sucking pussy. She experimented by twisting it, 
which made the redhead's nakedly helpless flesh leap off the bed, quivering 
madly. When she had three inches rammed in, Becky nudged her mouth forward and 
found Marge's swollen clit-bud, wet, and exposed. She sucked on it hungrily to 
give the spread-eagled girl a new series of shattering thrills.

 Then Becky pushed the red button on the base of the dildo.

 "Aaaaaargh!" screamed Marge, shaking her head wildly from side to side. "God! 
No more! Please Becky, too exciting! Eeeeee!"

 The electric jolt that tore through Marge's impaled pussy left her gasping for 
breath, totally dazed at the violent new sensation. She tugged ferociously at 
her manacles, forgetting for the moment she was bound. Between her creamy 
dripping thighs, the girl watched in fascination as she worked another spiked 
inch into Marge's hotly soaked cunt. Becky was getting hotter and hotter as the 
obscene prick squirmed and wriggled in Marge's pulsing cunt-flesh. Each time she 
pushed the red button – only for a couple seconds – the redhead responded with a 
maddening moan and a shuddering leap off the bed, with her big ass-cheeks 
bouncing furiously.

 Digging her hot tits into Marge's belly, Becky inched her ass backward until 
her own boiling cunt was crushed to Marge's mouth. Delirious with lust, the 
redhead didn't hesitate. With a deep moan, she began licking and sucking the 
blonde's fiery wet pussy. She rammed deep with her frenzied tongue to lap up 
Becky's hot juices. She crushed her nose to Becky's fragrant asshole so she 
could plunge her tongue even deeper into the succulent, burning cunt-flesh.

 At twenty-two, the college girl had no idea such maddening, nerve racking 
sex-thrills even existed. The humming spikes vibrating against her pussy flesh 
made her feel as if her rammed cunt was going to explode momentarily. Again and 
again Marge came, each orgasm more intense and shattering than the last.

 And each time Becky pushed the red button, the redhead almost fainted with the 
blend of pain and sheer ecstasy. The sharp current that tingled in her ravaged 
cunt was driving her literally insane, she felt.

 "Can't stop, oh God! Can't stop coming! No more, Becky, please! You're fucking 
me to death! Coming again! Unnnnn!"

 Her muffled cries from between Becky's hotly dripping thighs only spurred the 
naked blonde to inflict new jolts of current into Marge's lust maddened pussy.

 All the while, Becky's father watched with intense curiosity. The sight of his 
daughter raping the helplessly spread-eagled redhead with such obscene pleasure 
filled him with pride and a fierce lust. Any reservations Marge might have had 
about eating Becky's pussy had long since vanished between the thrilling dildo 
and Becky's eager lips on her clitoris.

 The sight of his naked daughter's boiling crotch jammed to the redhead's 
helpless mouth hardened his long meat until it quivered impatiently. His mind 
explored the current lewd possibilities quickly. He could sit on Marge's face, 
raping her in the mouth while he hoisted Becky's naked ripe ass up, with her 
legs on his shoulders so he could eat her hot pussy at the same time. He could 
mount his naked daughter from the rear and assault her tender asshole while 
Marge devoured her. Or he could, even though it might be a little awkward, 
position himself so that he could rape the redhead's vulnerable asshole while 
Becky continued to ravage her drenched cunt with the dildo.

 The view of his daughter's luscious naked ass shuddering with delight over 
Marge's face decided for him. His fat prick surging with lust, he crouched next 
to Marge's head. His powerful hands lifted Becky's soft hips up high in the air. 
A loud wail of protest came from Marge, whose eyes were gazed with wanton 
hunger, her face smeared with the blonde's hotly trickling cunt-juices.

 Glenn carefully positioned himself over the redhead's eager mouth, planting a 
folded knee on each side of her face. Crouching over her head, he leaned forward 
and rested Becky's upper thighs over his shoulders, so that her hot ass was 
crushed to his face. Already his naked daughter began to eagerly squirm her ripe 
ass-cheeks to his face. The hot breath of her boiling cunt hit his face like a 
blast of steam.

 With one hand, Glenn guided his huge burning prick into the helpless redhead's 
mouth beneath him. Immediately a long low moan of passion came from her throat 
as she gulped as much of his pounding meat into her mouth as she could. A moment 
later Glenn began sucking and kissing his naked daughter's delicious hot pussy 
while he fucked the madly moaning college girl brutally in the mouth.

 "Ooo, Daddy!" Becky cried out with lewd delight. "Ooo, eat it, eat it! Oh, 
Daddy, I love it! Suck me faster!"

 Squirming her cunt lustfully to her father's mouth, Becky was in such a fever 
of excitement she plunged the quivering spiked dildo savagely into the helpless 
redhead's frantic pussy. Then she pushed the red button and forgot to release 
it.

 Jolt after jolt of blazing thrills rippled through Marge's bursting cunt, 
driving her into a delirium of passion. She whipped her mouth up and down on 
Glenn's massive hot prick with feverish abandon, yearning for his thick molten 
juice. The giant head of his dick battered her throat cruelly, but the fiercely 
aroused college girl was beyond pain, leaping and thrashing on the mattress with 
insane excitement.

 Now the wanton blonde was sucking fiercely on her clit to intensify the 
shattering thrills in her exploding cunt. Becky locked her burning thighs 
savagely to her father's face as she writhed and fucked his stroking tongue. The 
girl was starting to come, a wild fiery orgasm that tore through her silken 
flesh in a flood of lust. There was blood on the spiked prick, she saw with 
lascivious pleasure. Marge's pussy-blood. Eagerly, Becky licked it off the 
humming dildo. Her legs scissored violently behind her father's head as a long 
spasm of ecstasy shuddered through her hotly sucking cunt.

 The college girl feared she was losing her mind beneath the madly raping cock 
gorging her bleeding pussy, but at this moment, she couldn't care less. She 
twirled her tongue in a frenzy around Glenn's rock-hard prick, using her lips to 
suck his hot jizz with all her might. The smell of his hairy, sweating huge 
balls in her face only fired her hunger. She issued a long low scream in her 
throat that was incoherent, but the message was clear come in my mouth now!

 Glenn dug his fingers harshly into the silken flesh of his daughter's ass as 
she came in his mouth, her sweet hot juices pouring like liquid lust. The 
redhead's crazed mouth sucked so greedily on his prick, he could feel his cum 
tingle like a knot of explosive lava in his loins. He jerked up and down in 
urgent lunges, grunting in great burning gushes in her eager mouth, fucking the 
helpless redhead's lips in a fury of excitement.

 Marge gulped down the boiling liquid as rapidly as she could, draining his 
softening prick with ravenous moans, as though his fiery thick juice could 
quench the maddening fire in her quivering cunt.

 Heaving for breath, Glenn gently lowered his naked daughter's ass away from his 
face and climbed off the sobbing redhead. Only Becky could inspire such a wild, 
frenzied blow job from the normally timid college girl. Without thinking, Becky 
lowered her hotly glowing cunt onto Marge's face – and immediately was sorry. 
Feverish animal sounds coming from her lips, Marge began sucking the naked 
blonde off with savage laps and kisses, her mouth insane with insatiable 
passion.

 Becky quickly jerked her crotch away from the redhead's lust-maddened mouth. 
Then, with a final ten-second jolt of the red button that shuddered Marge's 
trembling hot flesh from head to toe, the blonde carefully removed the spiked 
dildo from her ravaged cunt.

 For a few minutes, Marge twitched and gasped on the bed, undulating her big ass 
in slow, lewd circles.

 "Fuck me more," the redhead panted feverishly. "Fuck me again! again! Don't 
ever want to stop coming! Eat me again, Becky, oooh, suck me off, darling! Fuck 
me, suck me, don't just sit there. Want more!"

 "She'll be all right, won't she, Daddy?" Becky asked her father with concern. 
The college girl's eyes were glazed over with shock and lust and her creamy 
helpless flesh shook with lingering spasms.

 "She's just a little crazy with excitement," Glenn said. "She's stopped 
bleeding, anyway. She just couldn't stop coming. I think we could use a change 
of pace. Give me a hand, Becky."

 Glenn unchained her wrists and ankles, but the redhead was raving softly and 
she barely seemed to notice. They nudged her over on her stomach and manacled 
her again, with her luscious round ass now helplessly exposed.

 "More?" Marge whimpered. "Oooooh, more? More big cock? Yes, fuck me!"

 "I think what we need is some shock therapy," Glenn told Becky, "Too many 
thrills, too fast, too hard. A little punishment will bring her out of it."

 From his briefcase, Glenn took his short leather whip. Becky stared at it in 
fascination. The short things were vicious-looking, black and shiny and almost 
alive.

 The naked blonde remembered her wanton desire to have her father spank her, but 
at the moment she was more interested in the helplessly chained redhead on the 
bed. Marge's asscheeks were lush and creamy, trembling excitedly. She was barely 
aware of what was happening, Becky noticed, her wet lips raving softly, dried 
blood caking her softly sucking cunt-lips.

 Glenn trailed the thongs gently over the velvety white surface of Marge's ass, 
his long rod already stiffening again. When the smooth milky skin turned a 
bright crimson, he would savor the redhead's hot beautiful ass – but not before 
then. When her naked buttocks were fiery with punishment, they would be hottest 
against his bushy groin.

 Glenn suddenly twitched the whip sharply and the thongs lashed out savagely on 
Marge's naked ripe ass. She yelped sharply arid quivered. Again he lashed out 
with the whip and a low scream came from the bound girl's throat as her white 
ass bounced and jerked.

 "Hurts!" she sobbed. "Don't – aaaagh! My ass! My ass is on fire! Ooooooo, 
Christ!"

 Becky watched with rising excitement as the pearl-white flesh began to turn 
bright red beneath the stroking whip, a beautiful crimson hue that spread all 
over her soft hot ass. The college girl jerked wildly at her manacles, her yelps 
becoming sharper with each brutal stroke.

 In minutes, the burning glow in Marge's nakedly thrashing ass began to fuse 
with the hot fire in her pussy. Each white-hot lash of the whip started an 
intense sensation in her squirming ass-cheeks that raced to her ravaged cunt, 
until she began to plead for more punishment.

 "Yes, hurt me! Don't stop! Shove it up my ass!Rape me, pleeeeeze!"

 Becky watched, amazed at how the chained redhead had gone from agony to 
shivering excitement in minutes. She stared down at the spiked dildo in her 
hand, awed, understanding now why her mother used it. Now that Marge's creamy 
ass was a glowing crimson, Glenn laid aside the whip. His prick hovered out from 
above his huge balls like a battering ram, its knob oozing out a milky drop. He 
dipped his fingers into Marge's wetly drenched cunt and spread her fluid around 
the head of his throbbing meat.

 Then he mounted her from the rear. Eager to help, his daughter crouched close, 
spreading the redhead's quivering hot ass, until Marge's tiny brown anus was 
exposed.

 In one violent thrust, Glenn rammed his massive prick deep into the helpless 
college girl's burning ass.

 "Unnnnnnng! Tearing me up!" she screamed.

 Glenn began raping the helpless redhead's hotly glowing ass with deep groans of 
pleasure. Each time she squirmed her hips in a vain attempt to free herself, 
juicy new thrills from her fiery bowels raced though his pounding rod. Her 
narrow slit was incredibly juicy and tight, obviously a cherry.

 Deeply aroused at the obscene spectacle of her father's huge prick slamming 
into the chained girl's helpless ass, Becky climbed onto the bed. She lay on her 
back between both of them, her face up between their thighs. Inching upward, the 
panting blonde craned up her mouth so she could suck on her father's massive 
hairy balls while he thrust powerfully into Marge's ripe ass.

 Becky brought the spiked dildo to her eagerly waiting pussy and raised her 
knees high. She switched it on and plunged in the head, moaning in surprise. 
Sharp hot thrills began throbbing in her sucking cunt as she rammed another 
painful inch of spikes in. And another.

 Becky began to fuck the humming invader furiously, all the while sucking and 
licking her father's swollen balls with lustful hunger. Her hips jerked and 
swung savagely as she inched more of it in, thinking she was going crazy from 
the hot, lewdly grinding monster cramming her pussy.

 Then she remembered the red button and pushed it.

 Good God! Becky thought deliriously. No wonder Marge went insane! The jolting 
current that rippled through her wildly sucking cunt was so shatteringly 
exciting she almost fainted. She opened her mouth wide to clutch one of her 
father's hot balls in her mouth and sucked lewdly, daring to push the red button 
again.

 And again Becky's tawny nakedness shuddered wantonly as the electrifying huge 
prick rammed deeper and hotter, cramming her tight slit to the bunting point. Oh 
Lord in heaven, Becky thought feverishly, I could fuck myself to death with this 
loving monster!

 Above her madly sucking lips on his balls, her father was losing his stamina 
between his daughter's tingling mouth and the redhead's writhing juicy asshole. 
Marge was sobbing deliriously now, slamming her hips up to meet his pistoning 
hot prick, imploring him feverishly to come. The bolts of agony piercing her 
tender asshole were almost pure bliss in her lust-maddened state. Even the pain 
of the manacles on her bound wrists and ankles added to her frenzy of joy.

 "Fuck it harder!" she begged, "More of your big cock up my ass!Rip me in two 
with it!"

 Her burning tight asshole clasped and squirmed on his throbbing meat like a 
fiercely sucking mouth, until Glenn began to spurt powerfully into her juicy 
slit. Becky was lapping at his bursting balls with ravenous greed meanwhile. 
Even after his last molten drop was drained by her greedily sucking anus, the 
crying redhead begged for more, twisting her hot naked ass in a furious plea.

 Between their thighs, Becky moaned incoherently as she fucked herself with the 
jolting monstrous dildo. She realized even, in her torrent of lust she had to 
stop now, or she'd go on until she fainted from sheer exhaustion. With an 
effort, the shaking blonde pulled out the humming giant and lay panting for 
breath. Long after her father had climbed off the frantic college girl, Becky 
rubbed her palms over her steaming crotch with obscene sighs of satisfaction. 
Becky was still so hot, she felt enveloped in a sheet of fire.

 She rolled over on her stomach, spread Marge's twitching pink ass-cheeks with 
her fingers and plunged her tongue deep into the redhead's fiery asshole. 
Eagerly, Becky began to lap up her father's trickling hot cum from Marge's 
squirming ass, shuddering with delight.

 The college girl could only moan and rave beneath this new delicious sensation, 
greedily shoving her ripe ass up in Becky's face.

 It took almost half an hour for Marge to calm down. Nothing in her secure, 
sheltered life had prepared her for a long violent night like this. The 
shattering thrills and sheets of pain that tore through her vagina and anus that 
night left her in a state of numb shock.

 "I don't want to go home," she mumbled as Glenn drove toward her apartment 
building. "I want to spend the night with you two. I want to suck and fuck and 
get raped all night long. I want to eat Becky's hot pussy and suck your big 
cock, Glenn. Let's go back."

 "Do you have any tranquilizers at home?" he asked sharply.

 "I suppose. Why?"

 "Take two and go straight to bed," he ordered. "You'll get over it in a day or 
two."

 "Hell, I don't want to get over it," she retorted. "I'm horny, dammit! I want 
to go out and get laid."

 "Jesus," Glenn muttered in disgust. Too much, too fast, too wild, that was the 
trouble. All he needed now was an unpredictable college girl on his hands. She 
was on a sex binge, obviously, triggered by the dildo and the whip. And, of 
course, Becky's madly sucking mouth. He didn't like the wild gleam in the 
redhead's eyes. Again he'd made the mistake of turning on a girl too thoroughly 
and too violently. She knew his phone number, and she'd have no trouble finding 
his house if she wanted to. And that would be a hell of a scene.

 Before he let her out of the car, Glenn forced her to drink some Scotch 
straight from the bottle, hoping it would calm her down.

 "I'm okay now," she said, sighing. "I'm exhausted anyway. I guess I'll go 
straight to bed."

 "Don't call me, I'll call you," Glenn warned her. They watched her shapely 
curves bounce and sway as she entered her apartment building.

 Glenn had an uneasy feeling as he drove himself and Becky home. His daughter 
cuddled next to him as he drove, her fingers fondling his cock through his 
pants.

 "What's wrong, Daddy?" Becky asked. "It was a terrific night, honest. I loved 
it, every minute of it."

 "I don't know," he said, shrugging. "I don't trust Marge. She changed too fast. 
Maybe she was a little unbalanced to begin with. You never know about those 
quiet types. They can explode like a dormant volcano."

 "Shell be okay," Becky said casually, with the certainty of youth. "Daddy, will 
you spank me sometime? And use the whip on me? And put your big beautiful cock 
up my ass?"

 Amazing, Glenn thought, how her mouth could utter such obscenities so 
nonchalantly. She took to hot raw sex like a duck to water. And why not? She was 
a chip off her mother's block. Recalling the seductively naked blonde in the 
snapshot, Glenn realized his whole family was brimming over with surprises.

 Well, he would have a surprise for his beautiful wife soon, when he got rested 
up from the torrid session tonight. Hot Becky would have a surprise or two for 
her swinging mother as well. And her son, Jim, a chip off his block.

 But the biggest surprise of all for the outwardly wholesome, clean-cut Marks 
family would come roaring into their lives in less than forty-eight hours like a 
freight train.

 None of them, from passionate, hot-lipped blonde Becky to her secretly swinging 
mother had the faintest notion it was coming.

 There was an air of seething tension around the breakfast table the next 
morning. Sheila Marks, her voluptuous face taut with fear, glanced at her 
husband and son and daughter in turn. Which of them took the picture of naked 
Carol and the dildo Carol had loaned her? Which of them knew her shocking 
secret? Her fingers shook as she pecked at her food.

 Becky's innocent face revealed nothing. But when her mother wasn't looking at 
her, the blonde raked her eyes over her mother's high, luscious tits recalling 
the sweet hot taste of the redhead's mounds the night before.

 Jim shot smoldering glances at his sister, their Saturday night orgy still 
vivid in his mind. That business of her going to the movies with their father 
last night was pure bull, he knew. His father was getting Becky's hot pussy any 
time he wanted it, while Jim had to wait in line.

 Glenn Marks kept up a cool, casual front while he ate. He could see the panic 
in his wife's lustrous eyes over the missing dildo and obscene picture. She'd 
find out what happened to them soon enough. One thing he'd made up his mind 
about – the blonde was a switch-hitter like his wife, and he was determined to 
get both of them in a wild session soon.

 But first ripe-breasted, long-legged Sheila had to be severely punished for her 
bizarre secret. She didn't know about the whip and the manacles, just as he 
didn't know about the sexy, luscious blonde lover his wife had on the side.

 "I want everyone to stay home tonight," he announced as he pushed his plate 
away. "Important family conference."

 Sheila's face went chalk-white. Would he dare to expose her wanton sex life in 
front of their own children? Was that the reason for the meeting? She bit her 
lip, realizing she could only wait in nerve-racking suspense until tonight.

 Becky's eyes smoldered with anticipation. A family party! Oh Lord, Mother, she 
thought passionately, am I gonna eat you tonight! And vice versa. Becky shivered 
with an eerie excitement at the prospect of torrid hot sex with her own gorgeous 
mother.

 The long day passed with agonizing slowness for all of them.

 At one point in his routine work day at the automobile agency, Glenn had a 
phone call from the redhead.

 "Meet me after work," she urged him. "I've got to see you, Glenn. I don't know 
what you two did to me last night, but I'm horny. Come on, honey, I need it!"

 "I can't tonight," he said irritably. "I'm tied up with my family."

 "You really mean you're going to tie your family up," she laughed, a slightly 
crazy sound that stirred his uneasiness. "Come on, lover, Marge is so hot she's 
frantic. A quickie, okay? Wham, barn, thank you, Ma'm. Bring a friend if you 
like, as long as he's hung."

 Christ, she was still raving, he thought with disgust. The turned-on college 
girl was getting to be a real problem, a serious one. Stall her.

 "Tonight is out of the question, Marge. Maybe tomorrow night, okay?"

 "Dammit, by tomorrow night I'll need the fire department to put out what's 
going on in my pussy! Don't you understand? I'm so hot I'm going crazy! At least 
let me borrow your sexy daughter for an hour or two."

 "Go to a whorehouse," Glenn snapped, and slammed down the phone. Almost at once 
he regretted his burst of anger. He should have soothed her somehow. Hell, there 
was no telling what she might do, or who she'd do it with. Goddamned rich 
neurotic college bitches anyway, he cursed, pushing her out of his mind with an 
effort.

 In their living room after dinner that night, the Marks family had gathered, 
silently waiting for Glenn to speak.

 "Before we start this family meeting, I have to have a few words in private 
with your mother," Glenn told Becky and Jim. "You two will wait here until I 
call for you."

 White-faced, the tall brunette followed her husband upstairs to their bedroom. 
She panted nervously as she faced him.

 "You know about Carol, don't you," she whispered, averting her eyes. "I don't 
know why I did it, Glenn, honestly. I wanted excitement, something different, a 
new kick, new thrills. Do what you like with me," she shrugged, tears in her 
eyes. "But the children mustn't know, not ever."

 "New kicks, hmmm?" Glenn mused dryly. "Take off your clothes, Sheila."

 The trembling brunette obeyed, shame burning her face. Maybe he just wanted to 
have violent sex with her, to take out his rage. That was a healthy enough 
reaction. She stood naked before him, her proud velvety tits thrust out, her 
ample curves still strikingly sexy at thirty-five.

 It was hard for Glenn Marks to look at his naked, sensuous wife after all these 
years and not feel a sharp tingle in his heavy cock. Until his own lusty 
daughter came along, Sheila had been the wildest, hottest piece of action he'd 
ever known, her silken hot cunt capable of remarkably passionate sucking and 
squirming.

 "Lie down on the bed and stretch out your arms and legs," he ordered Sheila.

 She swallowed hard, chills running up her spine. "Why?"

 "Because I said so," he said sharply.

 Slowly, fear tingling in her blood, the trembling brunette hurried to obey. 
Glenn had a slow but extremely vicious temper. If she had to be punished for her 
bizarre secret, she would rather it was his massive beautiful prick that did the 
punishment.

 To Sheila's astonishment, Glenn opened his briefcase and took out a set of 
chains and a whip.

 "Where in God's name did you get those?" she whispered.

 "We all have our secrets," he said sarcastically. "As they say in the movies, 
you ain't seen nothin' yet. Hold still, dammit."

 In two minutes, he had her chained helplessly on the bed. For the first time, 
terror raced through Sheila's naked flesh. He was going to whip her! Of all the 
cruel, sadistic things imaginable!

 Glenn went to the top of the stairs and called for Jim and Becky to come up.

 "For God's sake, Glenn," the horrified brunette cried, "you're not going to 
whip me in front of the children! That's-that's obscene! You wouldn't dare!"

 Glenn laughed harshly. "Tonight, my dear wife, your eyes are going to be opened 
as never before. After this, you'll never keep another secret from me, 
especially not a sexy, switch-hitting blonde. From now on, this is a sharing 
family."

 Their son and daughter filed into the bedroom. Jim's eyes widened on his 
mother's luscious naked body. Christ, his mother was a knockout! His eyes went 
from her huge panting tits down to her thick, silky cunt-hairs, and at once his 
long rod began to powerfully rise.

 Becky's eyes gleamed with hunger on her mother's ripe flesh. The redhead was 
child's play compared to her own statuesque mother. Oh, Mom, Becky thought with 
lewd tingles, you can sit on my face anytime!

 Sheila stared at Jim and Becky in horror. "Don't look at me, children, please. 
Your father's crazy with rage, he doesn't know what he's doing. Jim, leave the 
room!"

 "Jim stays," her husband said crisply. "Get undressed, kids. This is the family 
meeting I called. Your mother is going to be punished, and you're going to help 
me, both of you."

 The dazed brunette's horror turned to sheer shock. Why would he have them 
undressed to punish her? She wrenched at her manacles, wincing in pain.

 "Children, leave, I beg you!" she sobbed. "Becky, Jim, don't listen to him!"

 "Oh, grow up, Mother," Becky said impatiently. "For Christ's sake, what do you 
think has been going on in this family lately? Stop sounding like a Victorian 
play. We know about your blonde on the side and the dildo. Jim and I have made 
it, Daddy and I have made it, and now we're all going to make it with you."

 Sheila's mouth dropped open, "What? What did you say?"

 Naked, Becky sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her mother's hot ripe tits 
lovingly. "Ooooh, Mom, I can't wait to suck on these. Only I'm not a baby any 
more, dig? I'm going to suck off your beautiful pussy, Mom. And Jim's going to 
ram his long cock up there as far as it will go. And I don't know what Daddy is 
going to do, but I'll bet it won't be a picnic. So let's make the most of it."

 The brunette gaped at her daughter in numb disbelief. This wild-eyed creature 
couldn't possibly be her own sweet daughter, not with those incredible 
obscenities rolling from her lips.

 Jim stepped up to the bed, his rock-hard prick oozing a drop of semen. "Can I 
fuck her first, Dad?" he asked eagerly. Most of the girls Jim had screwed had 
been clumsy and inexperienced, except for his own sister. This was a real woman, 
lush, fantastically sexy and at the moment very helpless.

 "Not yet," Glenn said, himself naked, his blood-gorged prick hovering out. "Get 
the dildo," he told Becky.

 "The dildo?" his wife whispered. "No, no, it's too dangerous! Glenn, you've got 
to get the kids out of here. This is insane! Hurt me any way you like, but don't 
let them watch, please?"

 Becky brought the spiked monster to her father. Her tits heaved eagerly as her 
eyes burned on her mother's nakedly helpless flesh.

 "I'll give you the first ten minutes with her, Becky," Glenn told his daughter. 
"Just to warm her up."

 With a low moan of wanton excitement, the blonde climbed on top of her mother's 
spread eagled body. She dug her own hot tits passionately into her mother's 
silken orbs and ground her aching pussy to the brunette's. For a minute, Becky 
snaked her tongue into Sheila's burning mouth while she used dreamy fucking 
motions against her mother's warm pussy.

 "Christ, you're sexy, Mom," Becky panted as she slid her tawny body down to 
suck on her mother's huge-nippled tits. She bit gently and sucked fiercely on 
the hot mounds for a minute, before she snuggled further down. In a teasing 
ritual, Becky traced lewd kisses around the brunette's bushy cunt.

 "No, no, no," Sheila whimpered, closing her eyes. But in spite of her shock. 
The feel of her daughter's naked ripe flesh crushing to hers, the lustful kisses 
Becky's hot, mouth teased her pussy with began to arouse her intensely. Because 
it wasn't so different from the blonde stewardess' lascivious lovemaking.

 It was, in fact, far more exciting because Becky was her own beautiful 
daughter. And the loving way the girl was now teasing her tingling cunt 
surpassed anything the stewardess had done to arouse her.

 And also because Jim was watching his sister with burning, wildly excited eyes. 
Jim was almost an exact replica of his father twenty years ago, with his long 
bristling cock and lean, muscled body.

 "Dad, I can't wait," Jim said urgently to his father. "Can I fuck Becky first? 
Her cute ass is driving me crazy!"

 "Go ahead, son," Glenn told him, eager to watch his daughter in action any 
time. The sight of the girl's sensuously curved ass madly swinging was like a 
shot of Spanish fly to him.

 "Becky, Becky, darling, don't, don't! Uuummmmm, oh, Becky, honey, you don't 
know what you're doing! Aaaaaah! Ooooooo, God, that's good! Oh, faster, 
honey,faster!"

 The carefully built walls of rigid family structure collapsed in a crumbling 
heap as the blonde began to suck her mother's fragrantly soaked cunt with 
ravenous lust. The chained brunette was already swinging her ass to an eager 
rhythm against her daughter's searing lips and tongue. My God, Sheila thought 
deliriously, she can eat pussy! Becky's inspired tongue lapped and snaked and 
slithered deep into Sheila's hotly throbbing slit, loving her sexy mother with 
unashamed fervor.

 Her ass poised in the air, with her knees folded under her, Becky was suddenly 
aware that Jim was mounting her from behind. His hands gripped her hips tightly. 
His boiling cock-head banged hard against her asshole and Becky gasped. Still 
the naked blonde didn't miss a stroke of her furiously lapping tongue in her 
mother's trickling pussy. She pushed back on her mother's soft belly to fully 
expose her pink clit. Becky began sucking and whirling her tongue around the 
swollen bud to make Sheila cry out with passion.

 Suddenly her brother's throbbing prick slid into Becky's tight slit and she 
moaned wildly at the blazing fullness. Lord, this was heaven! She was eating her 
gorgeous mother's hot sweet pussy while her handsome brother was fucking her 
with loud excited groans.

 But the girl's real inspiration was a contest. She wanted, at any cost, to 
outdo the voluptuous blonde her mother was having an affair with. She yearned to 
give her sensuous mother the time of her life, to weld the happiest family unit 
in the world. The prospect of sleeping with her mother and father every night 
made Becky's mind whirl with wanton excitement. When Becky darted her tongue 
down to plunge it into the sobbing brunette's tender asshole, Sheila almost 
leaped off the bed.

 "Oh, Becky, baby! Yes! Oh, lick it, darling daughter, oh, your hot tongue! 
Ooooooo, yes, yes, eat it!"

 Glenn had almost completely forgotten the punishment he had planned for his 
spread-eagled wife. His son was fucking his daughter to a savage rhythm, 
plunging his red prick in and out of her juicy cunt with hammering power, while 
Becky ate her mother with ravenous delight. And Sheila wasn't missing a thing. 
Her burning eyes watched the naked couple intently, all the while she squirmed 
and crushed her inflamed pussy to Becky's devouring mouth.

 "Oh, darling Becky. Sweet hot mouth, baby! Yes, daughter, oh, God, yes! Oh, 
suck me harder!Unnnnnnn!"

 The very last of the madly aroused brunette's shame and inhibition dropped away 
as she began spewing hot pussy juice into her daughter's greedy mouth. Her 
stewardess was an expert at it, a cold, mechanical expert, but sweet Becky was 
an artist, inspired by love. And the sight of her handsome son plunging his 
hardened rod lustfully into Becky's tight cunt, his face contorted with passion, 
filled the chained brunette with a strange lewd pride.

 "Fuck her, Jim," she whispered, "be good to her! Oooo, Becky, baby, you're 
starting in again!"

 Raising her juice-smeared cheeks, the blonde suddenly began to fingerfuck her 
mother so she could devote her attention to the blazing thrills her brother's 
hotly pounding prick was inflicting on her squirming cunt.

 "Shoot," she urged her brother fiercely.

 "Shoot your load, Jim! Aaaah,I'mcoming, brother! Fuck me, gimme your hot jizz! 
Now, now, now, eeeeeee!"

 His creamy come bursting in a blazing gush, Jim grunted with wild excitement as 
his sister's furiously sucking cunt squeezed his cock dry. All the while he 
watched his mother's lush body quivering passionately on the bed, a ripe, 
full-blown version of Becky. But could anything be wilder than Becky's fiercely 
sucking slit or her hot swinging ass?

 "Dad, can I fuck Mom now?" he asked eagerly as he slipped his limp prick out of 
his sister's steaming pussy.

 "You'd better wait a few minutes," Glenn told him. "So you'll have something to 
screw her with."

 Slowly, her cute ass twitching with her lingering orgasm, Becky climbed off the 
bed. She darted her tongue out to savor her mother's honeyed cunt-juice on her 
lips.

 "Gee, Mom, that was delicious," she panted. "Au hot and wild and yummy. Dad, 
can I sixty-nine with her?"

 "No, not yet. How would you like to play a little game with me, Becky?"

 "Game?" Her eyes gleamed with excitement.

 "The game goes like this, Becky. Your mother deserves punishment for what she 
did. Not so much for what she did, but because she didn't offer to share with 
us. This is in the nature of a lesson to her. How much punishment she gets is up 
to you, Becky."

 "Me?" Becky glanced sympathetically down at her chained mother, who lay with 
her swollen tits panting, her eyes closed. She was listening intently, though.

 "It goes like this, sweetheart," Glenn explained, picking up the whip. "You go 
down on me. Every thirty seconds your Mom gets one of these."

 Abruptly the whip stung viciously across his wife's soft belly. A sharp scream 
came from the helpless brunette's throat and her ass shuddered high off the bed.

 "One of those," he continued calmly, "until you can make me come, angel. Now 
the faster you can do it, the less punishment your mother will get. So it's up 
to you."

 "Oh you bastard," Sheila sobbed, tears stinging her eyes. Crimson welts 
appeared on her softly rounded belly. "That hurts! It's cruel, heartless."

 "Don't worry, Mom," Becky said quickly. "I'll get his rocks off in no time. 
You'll see."

 The truth was, Becky was far more excited about the challenge itself than in 
saving her mother from severe punishment. She hurried to kneel on the carpet 
before her naked father's massive red prick.

 "Can I use my hands, Daddy?"

 "You can use anything you like, angel. But don't touch until I say go." He 
studied the second-hand on his watch. "Mark, get set, GO!"

 In an instant Becky had grasped the thick trunk of her father's hardened meat 
and began jerking it in her hot fist. The next moment her wet mouth seized as 
much of his cock as she could manage and the blonde began sucking greedily. 
Glenn had already wondered what he would choose if it came to a showdown between 
Becky's thrilling hot mouth and her juicy tight cunt. Moaning happily, Becky 
flicked the tip of her wet tongue across his knob for a few moments before 
whirling it around furiously. She jerked his burning meat in both hands as she 
whipped her mouth back and forth in a fever of lust.

 The whip lashed out and Sheila shrieked, lip ripe flesh shuddering in her pain.

 Now the kneeling girl felt a sense of urgency. Her blow-job became a ravenous 
race with time, but she took a few precious seconds out to tease the blazing 
head of his prick with her sharp teeth. Then Becky licked at her father's huge 
balls for five more seconds before she resumed her fierce sucking on his meat.

 Spread-eagled on the bed, the sobbing brunette watched in an agony of suspense 
as her lovely daughter sucked and licked and kissed her husband's prick and 
balls. Jim, too, watched in fascinated suspense as his beautiful sister raced 
ahead in her frenzied blow-job.

 Again the whip came down and Sheila's scream echoed throughout the house.

 "Hurry," she urged Becky, "Oh God, honey,hurry! Make him come! Suck, darling, 
suck!"

 Glenn had never had such an urgent wanton blow-job, sensing that Becky was 
enjoying the game as much as he was. In fact his chained trembling wife on the 
bed even seemed to be enjoying it, the suspense humming in her sexy nakedness 
like a dynamo. Low moans came from the blonde's throat as she exerted all the 
hot silken pressure her tight mouth could on her father's immense prick.

 The whip came down more viciously than ever on Sheila's soft thighs and she 
could barely scream this time, almost fainting.

 Now Becky could feel her father's boiling load begin to quiver in his hard 
meat. He was jerking his hips, meeting her eagerly fucking mouth with powerful 
thrusts, gazing down at his naked daughter with lust. Glenn remembered to glance 
at his watch. He raised the whip ominously.

 Shuddering wildly on the bed, Sheila arched her lush curves and gritted her 
teeth. But even in her tenor she was deeply aroused at the sight of her luscious 
daughter whipping her sultry mouth in lewd thrusts on her father's enormous 
prick. God, they were beautiful together! Sweet Becky had turned out to be such 
a passionate swinger, so exciting Sheila could hardly wait to try everything on 
the hot blonde – fingerfucking her while she held Becky on her lap, going down 
on her with ravenous delight, licking her darling ass, cuddling her cute tits 
all night.

 Before the chained brunette could even see it, the whip stung her trembling 
thighs like blazing fire. Sheila tried to faint, but couldn't.

 Come on, Daddy, come! Becky silently urged her father. The massive throbbing 
cock in her mouth was swelling even bigger and hotter, getting ready to burst. 
Becky's tight fist jerked as she sucked in a frenzy, her other hand squeezing 
his immense balls. The idea of saving her helpless mother from further 
punishment didn't inspire her half as much as the prospect of her father's 
boiling cum exploding in her mouth.

 Again the whip raised, directly over Sheila's naked crotch this time. She shut 
her eyes tightly and held her breath, bracing herself for pure agony.

 Then Glenn shot his load into Becky's madly sucking mouth. Blazing thrills 
erupted in his loins as his prick throbbed intensely, pouring great gushes of 
thick jizz into Becky's eager hot mouth. His daughter swallowed the fiery liquid 
in frantic gulps, loving its pungent creamy taste, wishing, in her frantically 
aroused state, she had a gallon of the hot fluid.

 Sheila opened her eyes, shaking with relief. Becky was milking the last of her 
father's juices from his soft cock with her hot fist, moaning with greed.

 "Thank you, darling," Sheila whispered. "Oh, thank you, angel. Please release 
me now, Glenn. You've tortured me enough."

 As Becky rose from her knees, Glenn laughed. "Come on, Sheila, that was only a 
warm-up. You're not going to get off that easy. I'm sure you know the way the 
procedure runs, from that sexy blonde you've been biding. A little pain, a 
little pleasure, a lot of pain, a lot of pleasure."

 The spread-eagled brunette began to tremble with new terror. The depths of her 
own husband's wicked mind were alarming. What could he possibly do to her that 
was more agonizing than that cruel whip? But Sheila knew. She didn't dare think 
about it.

 "You did beautifully," Glenn told his daughter, squeezing one of her luscious 
ass-cheeks. Becky glowed with pride.

 "Dad," Jim said hoarsely, "can I fuck Mom now?" The boy's long cock was 
hovering out eagerly, crimson with blood.

 "Go right ahead, son," Glenn told him. "She deserves a break right now."

 His blood singing with excitement, Jim climbed on top of his mother's hot naked 
body. The feel of her velvety full tits squirming into his chest, the sensation 
of her moist warm pussy throbbing beneath his hard prick filled him with a 
terrific excitement.

 Sheila gave her son a long torrid French kiss, then bit him on the lips. "Fuck 
me, darling Jim," she whispered in his ear. She undulated her steaming crotch to 
his fleshy rod with lustful promise. "Give me all of your hot cock, Jim. Be good 
to your mother, ram it hard and deep, sweetheart. But make it last!" The 
fiercely aroused brunette wanted to postpone her coming torture as much as 
possible.

 Awkwardly, Jim poised his shaft over Sheila's soaked, throbbing cunt. His knob 
found her pussy-lips and he slid into her fiery slit with a long groan of 
pleasure. At once the brunette's silken cunt clasped and squirmed and wriggled 
with wanton excitement on her son's bristling meat.

 "Oh! Oh, that's good, Jim, nice and big and hot! Fuck me slow, now, son. 
Aaaaaaaah, yes, Jim! Oh, I'd love to blow you, you darling boy. Mmmmmmm! Harder, 
deeper, YES! Oh, your mother loves you, ummmmmmm!"

 So wildly aroused he was afraid he'd come almost at once in his mother's hotly 
sucking cunt, Jim lunged his long prick cautiously. Sheila fucked him with slow, 
dreamy gyrations of her hips, snaking her tongue in his mouth, then his ear, 
lustful moans of passion coming from her throat.

 If his sister was a wild, frenzied piece of ass, his gorgeous mother was 
determined to get the most out of his hot prick. She swung her ripe ass in wide 
circles, then up and down, then side-to-side to feel every inch of his cock in 
her eager pussy.

 "I'm getting hotter, Jim!" she panted. "Kiss my tits, honey. Suck on them, 
squeeze them. Ahhh, yes, yes, oh you sweet fucker, oh my darling boy. Ummmmmm, 
oooooooo!"

 Quickly, Jim hunched down to suck on one of his mother's fat nipples, caressing 
the lush tit in his hands. It was getting harder to control his tempo now, 
because Sheila's blazing cunt was sucking back at his meat with lustful power, 
writhing on it with sticky urgency.

 "Christ, Mom, I think I'm gonna come!" he gasped.

 "No! No!" Instantly Sheila hugged his rod fiercely in her juicy cunt and Jim 
clenched his teeth in pain. But the savage grip stopped him from ejaculating.

 "Slow and easy," his mother panted to him. "Be good to me and I'll go down on 
you later, son. I'll give you a blow-job you'll never forget. Fuck me slow, 
aaaaaaah, like that, sweet boy, mmmmmm. Yes!"

 While the helpless naked housewife crooned obscenities in her son's ear, her 
husband and daughter watched the lewd spectacle avidly. Becky fondled her 
father's cock meanwhile, feeling a sharp thrill as it began stiffening in her 
fingers.

 "Gee, Daddy," she murmured, "they're beautiful together, aren't they? Mom has 
the sexiest tits and legs in the world. You think we might be able to get that 
blonde of hers over here for a party some night?"

 "I don't think," Glenn chuckled. "I know."

 Glenn realized with a stab of ironic amusement that his handsome son was more 
than a chip off the old block – he was the only motherfucker, literally, that 
Glenn knew. And Sheila was having the time of her life with him, draining every 
morsel of obscene pleasure she could from her son. She fucked Jim with leisurely 
passion, lifting her naked ass off the mattress a full six inches each time Jim 
stroked to the hilt in her wet cunt. She urged the boy to suck on her ripe tits, 
then to squeeze her wriggling ass, then to bite her lips.

 Now Jim was having a hard struggle to keep from shooting his load. His mother's 
boiling pussy was sparking molten thrills along his burning meat. In spite of 
his promise, Jim began to lunge faster and harder into the chained brunette's 
juicy cunt.

 "Can't help it, Mom," he gasped. "Gotta come! Your pussy's too hot! Oh, what a 
great fuck!"

 Sheila's own lust had soared to the point of unbearable excitement as her 
handsome son rammed his prick in and out like a brutal piston. She met his 
urgent thrusts with maddening spasms of her blazing pussy.

 "Then come!" she sobbed. "Give me your juice, darling! Ah, love it, fuck me, 
son! Stick your finger up my ass, Jim! Now, now!"

 Jim probed and quickly found his mother's hot asshole. He rammed his middle 
finger deep into the boiling channel to make Sheila cry out with obscene 
passion. Swinging her naked ass furiously, the brunette's orgasm erupted just as 
her son's outpouring of thick jizz spattered for a full minute into her wildly 
squirming cunt.

 "Oh wonderful!" Sheila moaned. "Oh God, beautiful! Oh, my darling boy, 
ooooooooh, I could fuck you all night! Lord, your hot juice feels good, oh your 
hot cream, Jim! Ummmmmmmm, if I only could eat your come! Yes, yes."

 Heaving for breath, Jim slowly climbed off Sheila's trembling flesh. His 
mother's praise filled him with a glowing sense of manhood and pride. But more 
exciting than that was the fact that less than a week ago he'd only had the 
dumpy college girl to lay. Now he had, at his fingertips, his own insatiably hot 
sister and his voluptuous mother available every night. And if he had to choose 
between Becky's madly sucking cunt and his mother's fiery, silken pussy on any 
given night, he would have a problem.

 "Well done," Glenn told his son. "Now you know what to give her on Mother's 
Day."

 The manacled brunette still jerked softly as Jim's come trickled deep into her 
tingling pussy. With a shock, Sheila realized she'd just had raw wanton sex with 
both her daughter and son.

 And she'd thrilled to every moment of it. Now Sheila braced herself for the 
worst as she watched her husband's mocking smile and the way he hefted the 
gigantic spiked dildo in his hand.

 "Daddy, can I use it on her, please?" Becky asked eagerly. "I'll be good to 
her, honest."

 "That's the trouble," Glenn said. "You'll be too good to her, angel. Your 
mother still has a harsh lesson to learn. Tell you what, though, Becky," he 
added with a look of thoughtful cruelty that made his wife's blood run cold. 
"You can use it on her, but I'll tell you where to use it."

 "Okay," the blonde said eagerly. She took the dildo from him. His wife, his son 
and his daughter waited in suspense for their next lesson in lust.

 "This is going to be a family affair," Glenn announced, his huge prick tingling 
with anticipation. His fingers played with Becky's satiny ass as he talked. 
"Now, Becky, you can't join unless you do exactly what I tell you."

 "I will," she promised fervently. "Don't leave me out, Daddy. I've never had so 
much fun in my life!"

 Glenn wondered just how long his naked daughter's girlish enthusiasm would last 
once he got his enormous pounding meat rammed up her tawny, cute ass. No matter 
how much it hurt her, it was impossible to resist the urge, not after watching 
Becky's luscious hot ass take its sexy shape for years. Jim, Glenn saw, was 
almost ready to go again.

 "Here's the drill," he told them. "Becky, you can sit on your mother's face. 
I've got a hunch she's going to love eating you. At the same time, you can go 
down on Jim. But here's what I want you to do."

 He leaned over and whispered in Becky's ear for a minute. An eerie look of 
excitement and horror crossed the girl's face, and Sheila shivered with fear. 
Then the chained brunette felt her flesh crawl as Glenn handed Becky the whip 
along with the monstrous electrified cock.

 "Whatever it is, don't do it!" Sheila pleaded. The sharp memory of the 
maddening giant prick wielded by the blonde stewardess made the helpless 
brunette shake from head to toe. She could lose her mind if it was used too 
lustfully. And the vicious whip at the same time.

 "Don't worry, Mom," Becky said, coming over to her and kissing her tenderly on 
the lips. "I'll try not to hurt you, honest."

 Becky placed the whip and the dildo on the bed between her mother's parted 
thighs, only inches from Sheila's exposed pink cunt. Then Becky climbed on top 
of the shivering brunette's spread-eagled body in reverse, with her folded legs 
on each side of her mother's face. Becky's golden cunt-hairs poised over 
Sheila's mouth, her satiny nakedness hunching forward in a sixty-nine position.

 The burning fragrant whiff of Becky's succulent pussy wafted into Sheila's 
nostrils like a hot summer breeze. She forgot her terror for the moment. Her 
lips tingled with lewd anticipation as her daughter gently lowered her 
ass-cheeks, until her rosebud cuntal-lips pressed squarely to the eager 
brunette's mouth.

 At the same moment Becky crushed her mouth to her mother's cunt and gave her 
the most lascivious, unforgettable pussy-kiss of her entire life. The tip of the 
blonde's tongue traced the rim and slit of Sheila's hot pussy with loving 
tenderness.

 Sheila would remember that passionate cunt-kiss vividly, because every moment 
after that was tinged with a nightmarish quality.

 While her mother began sucking and lapping Becky's juicy slit with her torrid 
lips and tongue, Becky drew her mouth away and picked up the dildo. Precisely as 
her father told her, she switched on the spiked cock and nuzzled the vibrating 
knob against Sheila's steaming crotch. Instantly the brunette whimpered and 
nudged up her pussy, craving more than this initial teasing.

 She got much, much more than she ever bargained for.

 Although Becky watched in fascination as she tantalized her mother's trembling 
pussy-lips with the immense prick, taking care only to get plenty of honeyed 
juice on the knob, her mouth was free. Jim had only to figure out how to get to 
it.

 There was only one practical way, her brother decided. He sat between Sheila's 
parted thighs facing Becky. By sprawling his legs out over and on each side of 
his mother's thighs and leaning back on his elbows, he could ease his eager rod 
into Becky's waiting mouth. It was awkward at first, but he managed, until his 
bristling cock was within reach of his sister's lips. That was as far as he got. 
Becky's mouth quickly leaped forward like a starving animal and seized Jim's hot 
meat in a tight gasp.

 For a minute Glenn watched the three-way spectacle, feeling like a successful 
movie director. While Sheila sucked and moaned blissfully on her daughter's 
tender crotch, Becky teased her pussy with the humming prick-head, squirming it 
thoroughly around the chained brunette's eager wet cunt. Sheila was jerking her 
hips up, craving more of the tingling dildo, but her naked daughter deliberately 
held back, as she was told.

 And while mother and daughter sucked and fucked, Becky had begun one of her 
passionate, frenzied blow-jobs on her groaning brother. Which left Becky's 
irresistibly cute ass completely vulnerable.

 Glenn leaped into the fray with a hot expectant surge of his huge, fleshy rod.

 He climbed onto the bed, kneeling behind his naked daughter. There was barely 
room for him between the headboard of the bed and Becky's wiggling ass, but he 
made it. In this position he could observe everything – his wife devouring his 
daughter's squirming hot cunt, his daughter passionately sucking off his son, 
and, best of all, Becky teasing Sheila's tormented pussy with the monstrous 
quivering cock.

 At the head of the bed, Glenn felt the dominating satisfaction he had at the 
head of the dinner table. Only this family feast was a hell of a lot more 
exciting.

 He probed with his fingers down beneath Becky's ass-cheeks to spread her warm 
pussy-juice on them. She was literally dripping honey from her mother's lapping 
long tongue. Then he rubbed the fluid over the red knob of his cock, saving some 
for Becky's tiny puckered brown asshole. Seizing his daughter's hips, he inched 
his pounding prick forward until it met her tender rectum.

 Then he slammed forward brutally.

 Becky knew it was coming, but this didn't diminish the blazing, tearing shock. 
Her naked ass suddenly felt as if it had been ripped open by a burning 
sledgehammer. A deep scream rose in her throat, but it was muffled against Jim's 
pumping meat in her mouth. She almost snapped her jaws shut in painful reflex, 
and when her teeth bit down on her brother's quivering cock, he let out a raging 
protest.

 "Oooooow! For Christ's sake, sis, suck it but don't chew it!"

 Glenn held his trembling daughter's hips fiercely in his hands so she couldn't 
move. For a moment he savored the delicious, blazing juiciness of her squirming 
asshole, letting his meat throb massively in her hot ass. Jesus, what an 
exciting fox his darling daughter was! No matter which part of her hot silky 
body he shoved his prick into, it was on fire with lust.

 Slowly he eased his thick cock back and began lunging in and out of his 
daughter's ass with groans of pleasure.

 Just beneath his ravaging prick, his wife was torn between obscene joy and pure 
torment. She wallowed happily in the sweet, exquisite taste of her daughter's 
hot squirming cunt, writhing all the more lewdly with her ass impaled by Glenn's 
torturous big rod. But Becky was driving her insane with her merciless teasing. 
The giant dildo hummed on her trembling pussy-lips but refused to enter her 
aching cunt. Each time Sheila jerked violently up to clutch it in her crotch, 
Becky drew it back.

 Just as the manacled brunette began sobbing with frustration, her teasing 
ended. With the most painful ripping agony she'd ever experienced in her life. 
Sheila never knew if she actually fainted or not, but she knew she tried with 
every fiber of her luscious nakedness.

 In spite of the blazing pressure in her tender asshole, which blotted almost 
everything else out for a few minutes, Becky remembered just in time her 
father's precise instructions.

 She drew her head back so that Jim's hot prick slipped out of her mouth. She 
ignored his loud protests, burying her head down into her mother's steaming 
valley. Then she lowered the spiked dildo a couple inches so that its fearful 
head located Sheila's naked asshole. And with both hands, the panting blonde 
shoved the quivering monster deep into her mother's narrow brown slit.

 The scream that rolled forth from Sheila's mouth was ear splitting, even though 
it was muffled by Becky's dripping cunt. Her reeling mind could only comprehend 
the agony by thinking someone had shoved a bonfire up her exploding ass. With 
all her strength, the chained housewife wrenched at her bonds, her helpless 
flesh rising off the mattress in a high arc, quivering like a bow.

 The spiked giant rammed up her boiling rectum was pain beyond pain, so 
shatteringly intense any slight twitch of her ripe flesh was a thousand times 
worse than the whip. The thought that her own daughter was raping her tender ass 
so viciously sparked an instant retaliation. Only her strong mother's instinct 
prevented her from sinking her teeth maddeningly into Becky's writhing 
cuntflesh.

 Instead, the raging brunette darted her mouth up to the soft rim of her 
daughter's hot ass and bit into the tender ass-cheek in a fury.

 Now Becky cried out in double pain, shuddering from head to silken toe. Her own 
father was raping her in the ass and now her mother was eating it, damn her! And 
on top of everything else, Jim had gripped her hair and pulled her head up, 
trying to ram his cock back into her mouth!

 "Come on, sis," he panted urgently, "suck me off!"

 "Minute," Becky gasped, trying to get her bearings. The buzzing dildo was 
jammed securely into her mother's quivering ass and it was time for the next 
phase. Becky picked up the whip. She placed the thick round butt of the handle 
against Sheila's soaked cunt-lips and, with an extra stab of fury because of the 
painful bite on her ass-cheek, she rammed it into her mother's slippery cunt. 
Now she had her bearings. The gigantic dildo was plunged deep into the wailing 
brunette's helpless asshole and the whip handle was wedged firmly in her 
trembling pussy.

 There was only one final step. The grasping blonde placed a finger on the red 
button at the base of the humming monster jammed up her mother's hot buttocks. 
She pressed it once for three seconds. Sheila's ass shuddered so violently she 
almost dislodged the raping invader. Good, thought Becky. Now I can finish 
blowing my brother.

 Strange lewd sounds echoed loudly in the Marks' household that night. Sheila's 
muffled screams of agony, Glenn's obscene groans of pleasure, Jim's panting 
comments and Becky's whimpers of pain and delight all created an orchestra of 
lust.

 In a few minutes the boiling pain in Becky's gorged asshole became mingled with 
the thrilling waves in her throbbing pussy, inflicted by her mother's 
lust-inflamed mouth. Her bowels ached for the gushing feel of her father's 
spurting cum, stinging deep. Gee, Becky thought with girlish excitement, this is 
really weird and beautiful. Here I am being fucked in the ass by my handsome 
Daddy, having my pussy eaten by my beautiful mother and I'm blowing my own 
brother, all at the same time! Wild! The thought inspired her to apply fierce 
suction to Jim's prick, making him groan happily.

 And in response Becky pushed the red button on the spiked rapist for a full ten 
seconds.

 By this time Sheila was in a state of depraved incoherent shock. The sheer 
intensity of the electric jolts shattering through her ass in periodic waves had 
not only become bearable, but the helplessly chained brunette was beginning to 
crave them. She would always associate the fierce agony rippling through her 
gigantically impaled asshole with the utterly sweet, oozing cunt-flesh of her 
own lovely daughter, crushed to her sucking mouth. And in spite of the white-hot 
sheets of pain pounding through her ass-cheeks, the squirming whip handle rammed 
up her pussy was triggering the most violent orgasm of her life. And she thought 
the stewardess was exciting!

 "Ooooo, shit, coming, shit!" Jim grunted as Becky wriggled her mouth urgently 
on his swelling hard prick. He cupped her head in both hands and tugged as he 
slammed rapidly back and forth in her tight sucking mouth. Each time he had 
frantic sex with his eager sister, it was more wild, more thrilling, more lewdly 
exciting. Now the moaning blonde was gulping so much of his bursting meat she 
savagely battered the back of her throat with his cock-head.

 When his hot load spurted, she almost gagged on his cream in her greed to 
swallow it all. Because the only time Becky felt vividly, gloriously alive was 
when she was sucking and fucking with every ounce of her fierce will and sleek 
nakedness. All the other moments in her day were now pale in comparison.

 Becky had already decided her destiny. She was determined to be the greatest, 
hottest, sexiest switch-hitter of all time when she grew up. The blonde 
stewardess would be a girl scout compared to her.

 So inspiring was her goal Becky pushed the red button on the humming giant for 
almost twenty seconds before remembering to release it. As she told her shaking 
mother later, it was Sheila's fault really, because the brunette was sucking and 
kissing her exploding hot cunt so furiously Becky couldn't stop coming.

 And to crown the madly aroused girl's moment of glory, her father began 
bursting his juices deep into her churning bowels only seconds after Jim began 
coming in her ravenous mouth. Now she was overflowing with family love, gagging 
on her brother's come, wriggling her ass in a frenzy to flood her asshole with 
her father's spurting cream, removing the whip from her mother's squirming cunt 
to dip her mouth down and lick greedily at her juices.

 Long after Jim and Becky and Glenn fell back exhausted, Sheila Marks moaned and 
twitched and shuddered against her chains. Oh God, would she ever recover from 
the excitement?

 "Oh my ass," she sobbed. "Oh Lord, that Goddamned evil dildo! I love it!"

 Tenderly, Becky unsnapped the manacles binding her mother. She turned the 
whimpering brunette over on her stomach and reverently licked and kissed her 
mother's ripe, inflamed ass, slipping her tongue into Sheila's ravaged asshole 
to soothe her.

 "Oh that's so much better, darling," Sheila sobbed. "You're an angel. Even if 
your father," she added bitterly, "is a prick!"

 "Just a lesson, Sheila," he reminded her. "I hope you learned it well."

 He looked at all of them sternly. "Remember this, gang. This family shares 
their action with each other. That goes for all of you. Jim, tonight you sleep 
with your mother. Whatever you do, I suggest you, leave her poor fanny alone. 
Becky, you'll sleep with me, angel."

 "But not on my stomach," Becky said, rubbing her raw ass-cheeks tenderly. "I 
love you, Daddy, but I can't say I trust you."

 He grinned. "You'll learn to love that, too, honey."

 Glenn Marks received the long distance call at his automobile agency at three 
o'clock the next afternoon. The caller was a man. When he told Glenn his name, 
it took almost a minute to register.

 Then icy beads of sweat broke out on Glenn's forehead. He fumbled for his 
cigarettes with shaking fingers. He listened intently for fifteen minutes, 
breaking in only a few times, very briefly in a tight, hoarse voice.

 When he finally slammed down the phone, it almost flew off his desk. 
"Sonofabitch!" he snapped. He smoked another cigarette in rapid, nervous puffs, 
thinking.

 The crazy bitch. That Goddamned spoiled neurotic. Why in the hell hadn't his 
usually trustworthy instincts warned him about this one?

 Here the town was seething with gorgeous ass, most of them sweet and sane, and 
he had to pick a pampered rich brat who threw an insane tantrum when she was 
frustrated. Oh, well, he might as well go home and tell his family.

 It was Monday and they had to be out of town permanently by that weekend.

 Without even bothering to tell his sales staff, Glenn left work at once. He 
drove home nursing a fury, recalling that every redhead he'd ever screwed always 
created problems. Not of this magnitude of course, but still redheads had been 
poison for him.

 Jim and Becky were home in bed but Sheila didn't arrive until five-thirty. They 
assembled in the living room quietly. Then Glenn told them about the phone call.

 Marge Whitaker had, it turned out, flown to her parents' home in another state 
only an hour after she'd called Glenn at his office and been brushed off by him. 
She'd been drinking, something she evidently couldn't do very well. In her 
parents' house, she first tried to seduce her father by getting him into her 
bedroom, taking off her clothes and attempting to perform an unnatural act on 
him. Unnatural act, Glenn explained in a sarcastic voice to his family, to 
wealthy people but known to peasants like them as a blow-job.

 Shortly after that episode, the half-drunk, half-crazed redhead tried to seduce 
her mother in the bathroom while she was taking a bath. Again she tried to 
perform an unnatural act, called this time by the imposing name of cunnilingus.

 And when that failed, she tried – and almost succeeded – in performing the same 
imposing act upon her sister, who had been under psychiatric care for some time.

 Under sedation and with the help of a psychiatrist, the whole story of Marge 
and Glenn and Becky, and the whip and the spiked dildo, came out the next 
morning. The redhead's father was a powerful politician who did not mince words.

 The only thing that kept him from hounding and prosecuting Glenn was the 
possibility of a public scandal that might seriously hurt the politician's 
wholesome image. But, he told Glenn in a voice of cold rage, he might do it 
anyway and to hell with his public image. He accused Glenn of destroying his 
daughter's character, corrupting her for life, and wasting thousands of dollars 
of psychiatric treatments.

 And since his daughter would be returning to college in this town, Glenn Marks 
and his depraved family would not be in even the remote vicinity. They would be 
out of town by that Saturday, never to return. Or he would prosecute to the 
utter hilt. Meaning, he told Glenn, he would ram it so far up Glenn's ass his 
ears would wiggle. Was it clear?

 It was, Glenn assured him, crystal clear.

 They would have to do the heavy moving and sell the house via third parties, 
but they could leave by Saturday. Glenn could always get another job, easily 
with his glib sales ability. He was thinking of San Francisco, a wide-open 
swinging city. Did they all agree?

 They all agreed.

 "You know what I think?" Becky said. Her face was serious. "I think her father 
and her mother and her sister were stupid for not taking her up on balling them. 
Because maybe Marge was neurotic, but she was really something when she got 
worked up."

 They all burst out laughing, and the tension broke.

 "What's for dinner?" Glenn asked Sheila.

 Becky broke in with a suggestion. They'd had so much family fun the night 
before, why didn't they do it again before dinner? Without the rough stuff, she 
added hastily as her mother's face turned white. Then, instead of Chinese food, 
tonight they could order Italian food. Ravioli especially. And eat it all 
sprawling on one bed. Why should some crazy redhead ruin their love lives?

 "Family fun," Becky said with her eyes shining warmly, "is the most important 
thing in the world. As long as we all love each other, I don't care where we go 
or what we do. Right, gang?"

 Sheila hugged her daughter tightly, Glenn kissed her on the forehead, and Jim 
squeezed her tit fondly. Then they went upstairs, Glenn fondling his daughter's 
ripe ass, Sheila caressing the bulge in her son's crotch.


The End
