Family Vacation
by Todd Warden


FOREWORD 

The proximity of living together in the confines of a camper, a mushrooming 
phenomenon in modern day America, can lead to unexpected results. And one of 
the most expected, unexpected occurrences is incest. 

Sexuality is an instantaneous thing. It is an emotion that turns on the 
slightest excuse. A flash of bare flesh will give a male an erection; the 
touch of skin on skin may cause a woman goose bumps. From mental inception 
to physical completion, sex is an impulse. 

The cramming of thousands of American families in the sardine can condition 
of camper living may initiate a whole new dimension in American sexual 
mores. When the camper rocks on its bed from the adults copulating, it's 
hard to soothe the kids with a story about an earthquake. When the sight and 
sound of sexual congress are screened only by a thin drape, it is-likely 
that children will peek. 

It is not the intention of this book to draw a line of demarcation between 
what is moral and what is immoral. It is simply that these things happen; 
that this is life as it is being lived today. Where fiction leaves off and 
truth takes over, there is only the thinnest of separations. 

It is our contention that books such as this do not cause change, they are 
solely the warning signs of change that will occur. 

-THE PUBLISHER 


CHAPTER I 

"Unnggghhh! Ahhhhh! Deeper! Omigod, get it in deeper!" 

For a moment little Ann Eastman thought she had been imagining things, or 
perhaps had been deluded into believing that her dream had been real. 
Certainly it had seemed that the man caressing her body had been a solid, 
three-dimensional figure, even though she could not distinguish his face or 
identify him. There was also no mistaking the hungry, yearning desire 
percolating through her lithe, supple twelve-year-old body. She had 
awakened, though, to find herself alone in the narrow bunk built over the 
cab of her parents' camper. 

Another sound caught her attention and she twisted about cautiously, not 
wanting to make any unnecessary noise and thereby disturb her parents, who 
were sleeping in the larger bunk which took up most of the main body of the 
camper. Peering over the edge of her bunk and looking down, she saw a sight 
that caused her to suck in a quick, startled gasp of air. One of the 
curtains masking the camper's interior from viewers outside had slipped a 
few inches aside and a stray beam of moonlight filtered into the small area, 
partially illuminating the big bed below her. While the lighting was far 
from complete, there was enough light for her to get a fairly clear view of 
her parents. 

Ken, her father, was lying atop Lucy, his wife of two years and Ann's 
stepmother. Ann blinked at seeing the unusual sight and squinted more 
carefully. The broad shoulders and narrow waist indicated masculinity; there 
was no room for error on that score. She could not see his face-his body was 
pointed directly away from her-but she naturally supposed that the man was 
her father. 

Nor was there any reason to doubt that the long, shapely legs clasping the 
man's thighs were feminine, or that they belonged to Ann's stepmother. Few 
women had a better looking pair of legs. The woman's heels were locked 
behind the man's knees, giving her a powerful leverage. That position also 
opened her thighs to him with a completeness which made Ann's heart beat 
furiously as she imagined the way they must be fitting together. 

Watching closely-the girl had never before seen a couple fucking, though she 
had theoretical knowledge of how the act was consummated-she saw her 
father's buttocks tighten into hard, quivering knots of muscle as he pressed 
his loins down into the dark valley between the widespread thighs below him. 
The woman's right hand slid down into view and cupped the man's left 
buttock, then moved slightly to allow her fingers to dig into the crack 
separating that pair of trimly molded lumps of muscle. 

"Ahhhhh!" Ann heard the woman groan. "Mmmmmm, so good!" 

Had she heard that voice in another setting she would never have been able 
to identify it as Lucy's. Distorted and coarsened with passion, throaty and 
deep, the voice positively reeked of animal passion and lustful excitement. 
Those torrid emotions seemed to percolate throughout the camper and the 
young girl felt her own body responding to their message of urgency. 

God, they're really doing it! Ann thought to herself. He's fucking her right 
up the cunthole! Lord, it sounds like she's really digging it, too! I wonder 
if it's really true what Pam said, that a man's thing is three times as big 
when he's hard? Gee, if that's so then ... wow, what a thing she's got 
rammed up inside her! And she sounds like she really-likes it, too! 

Neither Ken nor Lucy had any very noticeable hang-ups about nudity or the 
naked human body, though they were far from being nudists in any practical 
sense of the word. They generally wore enough clothing to satisfy the 
demands of decency but they did not act embarrassed or ashamed if one of the 
children happened to see them in the nude. Ann had therefore caught several 
glimpses of her father's cock-she still referred to it as a "thing," finding 
it uncomfortable to use the more vulgar terms employed by her friends. Pam 
Snyder, one of her best friends, had expounded the "three times" rule to her 
a few weeks ago and swore that she had tested it fully with two boys, 
finding it to be quite accurate. 

Ken's prick had been soft when Ann had seen it, but to her young, 
inexperienced eyes the cock had seemed immense, far larger than the more 
modestly proportioned cock bestowed upon Dave, her older brother. Ann had 
naturally tried to envisage her father's prick swollen to three times the 
size she had seen. In the twelve-year-old's mind the result had been a 
grotesquely huge cock as big as one of her thighs and very nearly as long. 

"Mmmmm, God, you're fucking my heart out!" Lucy muttered, now clasping both 
her hands over her husband's powerfully contracting buttocks so as to hold 
him close to her. "don't stop fucking, Ken. Keep on shoving it up my cunt! 
Agghhhh! I want it to last forever!" 

"Shhhh!" he hissed. "You'll wake Ann! Mmmmmm, shake that ass, baby. You're 
grinding the cum right outta my balls!" 

Their words drifted off into muffled, incomprehensible grunts. He continued 
writhing back and forth, squeezing his buttocks heavily each time he thrust 
against her opened loins. After a moment their breathing became louder and 
more strained, as though they were laboring under a terrific physical 
tension. 

Ann was no stranger to sexual arousal, having long ago discovered that the 
tiny, hairless slit between her legs could be petted, teased and coaxed into 
a state of quivering anxiety. Far from indulging herself in that fantastic 
treat, however, Ann had assiduously devoted herself to avoiding it, since 
her mother-Lucy's predecessor-had taught her that it was very wrong to touch 
yourself in that strategic area. Try as she would, however, the girl had not 
been able to forego the pleasure with the rigorous consistency her mother 
had advised. 

Each bout of masturbation had been followed by periods of deep, tearful 
remorse, coupled with fervent promises to herself that she would "do 
better." While she had uttered the promises and made the many resolutions 
with total sincerity, Ann invariably discovered that her ability to deliver 
could not withstand the incredible powers that periodically swept through 
her loins. 

Ann's campaign against herself came to a peak during her mother's fatal 
illness. Her mother had died the week after Ann's eighth birthday, and the 
young girl managed to convince herself that her mother's death had somehow 
been in retribution for her own weakness, for her inability to keep her 
hands away from her pussy. This ill-founded belief had taken a very deep 
hold on her, so much so that she had been under a psychiatrist's care for 
about a year after her mother's death. 

The doctor had convinced the girl that her guilt was imaginary, that her 
supposedly evil behavior had not been the cause of her mother's death, but 
Ann had not accepted his explanations completely. She had masturbated only 
twice after her mother had died. On both occasions the pangs of remembered 
guilt had been so strong that the girl did not again succumb to the fleshly 
temptation for a long time. 

Lately, however, Ann had been finding it harder and harder to resist the 
powerful impulses which pervaded her body with greater and greater force. As 
she matured, though, Ann fiercely regretted that her breasts had not grown 
as her hips had, turning into lusciously curved little mounds of firm flesh. 
Her nipples and the surrounding aureoles covered nearly all of the firm, 
sharp-pointed little cones adorning her rib cage. The growth of a Vee of 
curling, dark brown hair at the apex of her thighs had also been a treat. 
She could now flaunt the badge of womanhood in the shower room at school. 

Ann had been somewhat more dubious about the changes in the slit bisecting 
that patch of fur. She had kept careful track of the rapidly developing 
cleft, once she had been aware of what was happening inside her body, and 
had been both surprised and offended at the way her pussy kept pace with the 
rest of her body. Her outer slit had grown larger and darker, as well as 
considerably more sensitive. Her inner lips had become huge, or so it seemed 
to Ann. The most startling development, however, had been the sudden 
appearance and growth of a small, pea-shaped lump of gristle located under 
the apex of those inner lips. Ann had discovered the lump quite by accident 
one afternoon but the accident had remained firmly printed in her mind. She 
could still remember with perfect clarity the electrifying jolt of arousal 
which had pierced her loins the first time she had touched her clitoris. 

The girl now became totally aware of her youthful body as she lay upon the 
narrow sponge rubber mattress in her bunk and watched the totally engaged 
couple below her. It seemed to Ann that her inner thighs had developed so 
much sensitivity that even the cool breeze blowing through the camper body 
was caressing her with soft, invisible fingers. Suddenly the nylon bikini 
panties of her nightgown seemed to have become intolerably tight. They were 
pressing against her outrageously sensitive pussy with demonic, knowing 
force. The hairy little slit pressed against the material snugly and even 
the slightest movement brought her panties up tighter against that panting, 
dripping cleft with greater force. 

"Uhhhh! Ooooohhh!" Ann's stepmother suddenly grunted, sharp and clear, as 
though the sounds had been forcibly expelled from her throat. "Aggghhhh! 
Aiiieeeee!" 

The cries were not loud, but Ann caught the note of terrible, hungry 
urgency. Together with the sight of her father's buttocks clenching and 
relaxing, contracting over and over again as he continued pressing against 
Lucy's waiting body, the cries created an intolerable situation for young 
Ann. Hardly knowing what she was doing, the girl reached down with a hand to 
clasp the firmly, sharply molded mound swelling up from the tops of her 
thighs. 

The first touch set her off, creating an erotic force-field which turned her 
entire body into an inferno of hot, throbbing lust. The force seemed to be 
especially intense in the area between her thighs and navel, however. Ann 
slowly rolled over onto her stomach, keeping her hand locked tightly in 
place all the while. Once she had come to rest, pressing the absurdly 
tightened cones of her throbbing nipples into the mattress, the girl lay 
there for a moment, not moving at all. She continued to watch her father's 
buttocks as he worked his cock in and out of Lucy's tight, love-moistened 
cunt. 

"Unngghhh! God, you fuck like a bull!" she heard her stepmother mutter in 
that strange, thick voice that was so different from the gentle tone she 
normally exhibited. "So big, so fucking big! Mmmmmm, you're tearing my cunt 
apart!" 

"Grind it, baby, grind it off!" he gasped. "Your pussy's tighter than it 
ever was; just bear down and grind my prick off at the base!" 

Ann's hops involuntarily clenched into knots of hard, throbbing muscle as 
she pushed down with her loins, pressing her agonizingly aroused slit 
against her waiting hand. The contact, so deliciously thrilling, almost 
caused her to cry out with surprise. She gritted her teeth together and 
forced herself to remain silent. Her pussy felt alive with sensual power of 
an intensity new to her. Again Ann rubbed herself against her hand. She 
could feel the animal heat flowing outward from the ferociously awakened 
cleft of flesh, as well as the steady trickle of hot oil which had already 
flooded the crotch of her panties. She dug her fingers into the tautly 
stretched material, attempting to work them up into the mouth of her cunt. 
The added pressure brought another rush of delirious excitement pulsing 
through her body. She crammed a corner of her pillow into her mouth and bit 
down hard, fearing that she might lose control and cry out in spite of 
herself. 

Ann's father was working harder now, thrusting against his wife's body with 
quick, urgent strokes. Her father's and stepmother's breath rasped through 
the body of the camper and added to Ann's arousal, since she could detect 
the note of excitement in the way they sucked in short, hungry breaths of 
air. 

Lucy again grunted sharply, then moaned deep in her throat when she felt the 
change in her husband's tempo. She recognized that alteration for what it 
was, a sign that he was searching for the final bit of stimulation needed in 
order to release the flood of pent-up excitement she had engendered in his 
balls. 

"Mmmmmm, I feel it!" she panted, her voice a little louder now. "Oohhh, cum, 
darling, let it all shoot out! Drown my cunt with cum!" 

"Work it down!" he grunted sharply. "Agghhhh! Now, now! Ugghhh! Ooooohh! 
Suck it out of my cock!" 

At the same time that her father was fucking her stepmother, Ann's loins 
exploded in a sudden burst of orgiastic delirium that swept over her with a 
suddenness that took her entirely by surprise. Never before had she felt so 
quick a change in her body, nor had the storm of sensation ever been nearly 
so overpowering. A red fog of passionate arousal swept through her mind and 
then took control of the rest of her body. Shuddering powerfully, she fucked 
herself against her hand until she lost consciousness and collapsed weakly, 
panting softly into the pillow on which her head lay. 

Several minutes later, when the girl had gained enough control over her 
senses to be aware of what she had seen and felt, she marveled at the 
totality of the experience. If she had felt pleasure on those earlier 
occasions when she had fingered her slit into throbbing states of joy, then 
she would have to find new words to describe the fantastic state into which 
she had just propelled herself; the difference was remarkable enough to 
constitute an entirely different order of sexual experience. 

That thought occurred to Ann just before she felt a cloud of remorse 
sweeping through her mind. Guilt possessed her and she began promising 
herself that she would never again tease the dormant slit between her thighs 
into life, that she would find a way to atone for her weakness in 
surrendering to its insistent demands. Those thoughts disappeared quickly, 
however, when she looked down into the body of the camper again and looked 
at the figures of her parents. 

Ken had rolled off Lucy and now lay at her side. His cock, wet and 
glistening beautifully in the soft moonlight, had lost most of its stiffness 
but still looked to be enormous, at least to Ann's naive eyes. It lay limply 
across his belly like a sullen, sleeping reptile and looked to be every bit 
as menacing. The girl felt a shiver of interest run through her body as she 
looked down at the mammoth prong. 

She felt another sentiment, though, when she looked over at his side and saw 
Lucy. The woman still lay on her back but had brought her right hand down 
over her love mound. She was reaching down between her thighs and, as Ann 
watched with startled interest, her fingers began moving. Slowly and gently 
working, she began stroking that tender love flesh, working it into yet 
another state of sexual tension. Ann could not see exactly what she was 
doing, naturally, but she could see enough to be absolutely positive that 
her stepmother was fondling her pussy. 

Watching closely and holding her breath, Ann aw her stepmother's fingers 
begin working faster or a moment. Suddenly Lucy spread her thighs vide apart 
and jammed two fingers into the mouth of her cunt. That orifice, still warm 
and tingling with sexual arousal, parted easily to admit her fingers. The 
generous coating of sperm Ken had injected into her cunt tunnel had begun to 
run out and further greased the opening. 

Twisting and stabbing with her fingers, Lucy quickly fucked herself into 
another state of trembling, gasping exhilaration. She worked quickly, 
knowing exactly how to excite herself most efficiently, and brought herself 
to yet another peak of throbbing excitement. A few low, whimpering moans of 
ecstatic joy escaped from her lips at the absolute top of the orgasmic 
cycle. Lucy caressed her heels into the mattress and shoved hard against her 
hand, lifting her hips off the bed completely to press her pussy against her 
fingers. After a moment, she lowered herself back, stretched her long, 
lovely legs out straight and lay very still. Ann continued to watch, 
wondering what would happen next. But after a few minutes the sound of deep, 
regular breathing told her that they were both asleep and that there would 
be no more of those exciting displays that night. The girl lay awake for a 
long time, however, and gave a great deal of thought to all that she had 
seen after waking up. 

 CHAPTER 2 

Ann was unusually subdued throughout the following day. For most of that 
period she shared the back of the camper with her thirteen-year-old brother, 
Dave, and it did not take him long to perceive the alteration in her manner. 
Normally an ebullient, lively bundle of energy, ready for almost any kind of 
devilment and mischief, Ann answered his questions shortly or not at all and 
concentrated on keeping her thoughts to herself. 

"Hell, you're about as much fun as a Sunday School book!" he snorted in 
exasperation after failing again to arouse her interest. "What's wrong, got 
your period again?" 

Dave had no hesitancy at all in putting the most intimate kind of questions 
to his sister, who generally exhibited the same free, forward spirit. On 
this day, however, he found that she was in no mood to do anything of the 
sort. 

"It's not that," she snapped. "Just leave me alone, huh? Look out the window 
and watch the rocks go by or something. Maybe get over there in your corner 
and jerk off, something like that?" 

"Aw, you know it's no fun just to jack off," he told her. "You wanna help 
me? C'mon, Ann, let's play a little!" 

Their sexual byplay was limited to word which would have startled and 
dismayed most parents. Occasionally Ann succumbed to Dave's insistent 
urgings and watched him toy with his cock, a sturdy hunk of muscle which 
fascinated her more than she would ever admit. On two occasions she had 
become involved enough to grasp the broad-shafted rod and stroke it in 
accordance with his gasped, excited instructions. The way his cock had 
responded to her tight, pistoning grip-made easier by the plentiful quantity 
of saliva which he had put on the big tool-had made an extremely deep 
impression on her. The truth of the matter was that Ann felt a surge of 
sexuality in her own body when she had taken her brother's prick in her 
hands, a sudden rise in feeling which had dismayed her, it had been so 
violent, so intense. The feel of Dave working in unison with her hand, 
breathing hard and then trembling and groaning as the iron-hard tool began 
quivering and throbbing with ecstatic approval, had been powerfully 
exciting, but she had found it even more thrilling to see the flood of 
creamy, viscous cum spurt forth from his cock when his balls had boiled over 
with lustful excess. Fearing the powers which those experiences had let 
loose within her own body, Ann tried very hard to ignore Dave's 
blandishments and to avoid getting herself into those situations. 

"No, you know I don't like to do that," she told him, inwardly wincing at 
the bald-faced lie but determined to carry it off. "It isn't nice and it 
sure isn't anything a girl ought to do to a guy!" 

"Like shit it isn't!" he said, chuckling at the thought. "Man, you oughtta 
see the way Sharon works it out for me!" 

"That little whore, she'd do anything to get a guy to look at her," Ann 
sneered, wrinkling her nose at the thought of Sharon Lescamp, a classmate of 
Dave's who already had a fast and loose reputation in their school. "She'd 
probably let you stick it up her hole, even!" 

"Yeah, she digs that too," Dave said, grinning wickedly at the look of 
surprise his answer provoked. "Sure, that was a little going away present 
she gave me before we left home-she let me sock it to her. Man, was that 
little cunt of hers ever tight! I thought I'd never get it in her, and then 
once I had it in, it was like she wasn't ever going to let me take it out!" 

"Oh, you're impossible!" Ann scoffed. "She wouldn't do that I" 

"The hell she didn't! That last night, when I went over there? We slipped 
out back, into the garage, and did it out there. I shot off twice in her 
cunt before she'd let me pull it out. And then she wanted to give me a hand 
job!" 

"I don't believe a word of it," Ann said. "And I don't want to hear any more 
about it, either." 

Ann was not as certain about Dave's untruthfulness as she pretended, 
however. Sharon, an exceptionally well developed girl, made no bones about 
the fact that she liked boys and that she was quite willing to masturbate 
her boyfriends to as many climaxes as they wanted, so long as they were 
willing to allow her the freedom to finger-fuck herself at the same time. 
Nor did Sharon hide the fact that she resorted to other techniques in order 
to gain her pleasure. It was she, for example, who had first told Ann about 
the possibility of masturbating with a tampon. 

"It oughtta feel just like a cock," she had said, bending forward and 
whispering over the lunch table where they had been sitting. "I mean, it's 
hard and round, right? And fairly long? Jeez, at least you could get an idea 
what it's like, having a guy drive a stiff one up your cunt!" 

Ann had pretended that she had no interest in such things, a facade which 
she normally adopted when her classmates and friends at school began talking 
about boys and the things one could do with them. In reality, of course, she 
had an extremely powerful interest in those subjects, though she had never 
been able to admit the fact to anyone. Ever since Sharon had mentioned the 
extra dimension of inserting a tampon, though, Ann had not been able to 
forget the conversation and each time she took one of the white cardboard 
tubes into her fingers, preparatory to inserting it into her cunt, she 
remembered the girl's words. There way a sort of pleasure, she found, in 
pushing the slender tube up into her body; the lips of her pussy and the 
taut, virginal rim of her cunt were both possessed with vast sensual 
potential and the tampon's tube made her all the more aware of it. 

"I wonder when we'll get there?" Davey asked after a long silence. "Some 
time this afternoon, maybe?" 

"Yeah, I think that's what they said," Ann told him. "Eagle Springs, that's 
the name of that dinky little town? Lord, I wonder what we'll be able to do 
there?" 

"Man, if that Ellen's anything at all, I know something I'm gonna be doing!" 

"Oh, Davey, you're so full of shit I don't know what to think about you! 
Even if you were right about Sharon, what makes you think this Ellen might 
be the same kind of girl? Really, you've got to get it into that thick head 
of yours that girls don't go around thinking about balling all the time, not 
the way you and your pals seem to!" 

"You're probably right," he said, making a sad face. "About this Ellen cunt, 
I mean. I bet you she'll be about five feet tall and she'll probably go 
about two hundred! Yeah, she'll be about the size of a young elephant!" 

The Eastmans were taking advantage of Ken's three week vacation to visit 
some friends they had not seen in a long time, Chuck and Linda Robbado. 
Ellen, their thirteen-year-old daughter, was accompanying them. They were to 
meet at Eagle Springs, New Mexico, a tiny crossroads hamlet about one 
hundred miles south of Santa Fe. The Robbados had a summer cabin located in 
the mountains near Eagle Springs and had offered to share it with the 
Eastmans for several days. 

"Five feet tall and two hundred pounds!" Ann giggled, convulsed at the 
thought. "What an imagination you've got!" 

The camper continued rumbling along the highway, working across a broad, 
desolate plain and gradually nearing a line of steep, purple mountains. At 
noon, when they stopped for lunch at a roadside park, they were near enough 
to see that the mountains were indeed formidable. 

"We'll be in Eagle Springs in a couple more hours," Ken said. 

Ann concentrated on watching her stepmother. 

She was trying to determine if there was some change in the woman's outward 
appearance. Surely, Ann thought, her stepmother would betray some sign of 
stiffness or soreness from having a huge prick shoved into her cunt with 
freewheeling abandon. There should have been some outward mark as a result 
of her having fingered herself so frantically, but Ann could see no sign of 
wickedness. Lucy's pretty face looked exactly the same as always. Her long, 
brown hair framed that face and made her stepmother all the more attractive. 

"Why don't you ride up front with Ken?" Lucy said to Dave when they had 
finished their meal. "You can turn the back of the truck over to the women, 
huh?" 

"Wow! That's a winner!" Davey squealed. 

Once they were started off again, Ann found herself sitting on a little 
bench running down one side of the camper. Lucy sat directly across from 
her. The well insulated camper body cut out most of the road noise, allowing 
them to talk with little effort and to hear each other perfectly well. 

"Something tells me that you weren't as asleep as we had thought last 
night," Lucy began, facing the girl and speaking with utter frankness. "I 
thought I heard something last night, and from the way you were acting at 
noon today, I can guess that I was right. Would you like to talk about it?" 

Ann stammered and blushed but could find nothing to say, beyond a few inane 
expressions. 

Lucy smiled in an encouraging, understanding fashion. 

"I know, sometimes it's ... well, upsetting to find one's parents doing 
things like that," she said. "But, really, I've got-" 

"No, it isn't that!" Ann broke in to insist. "I mean, I don't mind it that 
you two were balling. I think that's beautiful! Honest, I think it's the 
sort of thing people ought to do when they love each other!" 

"Really? My, that's a rather mature attitude," Lucy said, looking a little 
surprised but also pleased. "But still, you. seemed quite upset. Was it ... 
well, was it the first time you'd ever seen a couple making love?" 

Ann blushed but admitted that it had been the first time ever for her. After 
a few more minutes of talk and some gently probing questions from her 
stepmother, the girl finally admitted that she could not conceive of how an 
organ as large as she supposed her father's cock to be could fit into an 
opening as small as a cunt. 

"Ahh, that used to bother me too," Lucy said, smiling in a friendly, 
conspiratorial way. "It really bothered me, because I wanted it to happen to 
me and yet I was frightened to death, afraid that it would be terribly 
painful." 

"And if his cock's really three times as big when it's hard," Ann said, 
taking a deep breath but plunging ahead, once the subject had been broached, 
"then it seems to me that it would just tear you in two!" 

Lucy looked askance at that and asked why Ken's prick should be three times 
as large when it had reached its full, extra-hard growth. She listened 
patiently as Ann explained the "three times" rule she had learned, then 
laughed easily and assured the girl that there was not a bit of truth to the 
rule. 

"My, the things girls won't tell themselves!" she said. "When I was about 
your age, the 'rule' was that a guy's prick was just twice as large as the 
middle finger on his left hand. Well, I was simply silly about a junior, a 
basketball player, who had the largest hands I've ever seen on anyone. 
Honest, the thought of having that finger in me was frightening, much less 
something twice that size! Ah, the hours I used to spend looking at his hand 
and wondering if it could really be possible-and if it were so, how on earth 
I was going to handle it!" 

"Er, was it so?" Ann asked, falling into the open and frank spirit the woman 
had engendered between them. "Was his prick that big, I mean?" 

"Nothing like it!" Lucy assured her. "In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if 
his cock and his finger weren't about the same size, now that I look back on 
it. At any rate, it wasn't nearly the problem I'd thought it was. You see, 
my dear, the truth of the matter is, a woman is rather flexible ... down 
there. We can stretch a great deal and, to tell the truth, being stretched 
can be one of the most delicious things in the world, as long as the fellow 
goes about it in the right way and doesn't rush things. But that's all far 
in the future for you. You'll have several years before you have to start 
worrying about such matters, unless I miss my guess." 

Ann would have like to pursue the general subject farther but Lucy steered 
the conversation into other channels. In particular, the girl would have 
liked asking her why she had fingered her pussy, after having been fucked so 
soundly-because Ann supposed that such had indeed been the case. But once 
Lucy showed a desire to switch their talk onto other topics she dared not 
bring up the subject. Besides, she would probably have had to admit that her 
interest had a very personal and intimate basis and that she simply could 
not do. The guilt of having felt of her own pussy, and having done so with 
such spectacular results, was too strong within her and forbade any mention 
of the subject. 

She would also have liked to ask why Lucy had said that it would probably be 
several years before she would have any need to worry about the size of 
pricks and the flexibility of her cunt's opening. True, she had no immediate 
plans to divest herself of her virginity. Indeed, there were not even any 
candidates close enough to her to help accomplish that feat. But somehow she 
did not expect to be a virgin by the time she graduated from high school. 

Ann said nothing about those matters, though, and she completed the ride by 
engaging in a desultory conversation with her stepmother, one that wandered 
over a wide range of subjects, all of them rather uninteresting. When they 
pulled into Eagle Springs, which proved to be even smaller and drearier 
looking than any of them had expected, Ken found the spot where they were to 
meet the Robbados and parked. 

"You and Dave can look around, if you want," he told them. 

Ann and Dave needed only a few minutes in which to examine the few buildings 
that made up Eagle Springs. The few natives were all ancient, or so it 
seemed to them, and they decided to widen their circle of exploration. Dave 
pointed out a grove of cottonwoods a half mile away from the edge of the 
settlement and suggested that they see what it held for them. 

"There ought to be some springs around here," he said. "After all, they had 
to name this place for something, didn't they? Let's go and find out." 

Ann followed him to the grove, where they found a small pond fed by a 
trickle of water coming from a rock wall. The heat of the day, the boredom 
of traveling and the coolness of the water were enough to make the pool look 
extremely inviting. When Dave suggested that they wade into it, she was 
quite ready to follow his lead. 

"Ohh, this is nice!" Ann called out as the cold water washed around her 
knees. "This trip's beginning to look better already!" 

She waded across the pool and found that it was no more than mid-thigh deep 
in any sport. Her cutoff blue jeans were in no danger of getting wet and 
thus she looked all the more startled when Dave suggested they strip off and 
wade through the pool naked. 

"Sure, it'll be a gas," he told her. "What the hell, there's nobody around 
to see, not that you've got all that much to be seen!" 

"I've got enough that some people want to have a look," she retorted, 
knowing that he derived a deep and peculiar pleasure from seeing her in the 
nude. "Wasn't it you that was after me so last week to spread my legs and 
let you have a peek?" 

Dave did not reply, mostly because he could see that the notion appealed to 
her, quite as much as to him. He slipped out of his shorts and tossed his 
tee shirt aside, pacing back and forth proudly and making no effort to hide 
the generous hunk of prick dangling in front of him. He knew that the sight 
of his cock excited Ann, having often demonstrated the fact to himself 
before, and he found it highly exciting to display his tool for her 
pleasure. 

"God, isn't that thing ever soft?" she asked, watching it lift up to the 
horizontal and then rise above, swelling and stiffening all the while. "I 
believe you guys keep it hard twenty-four hours a day!" 

"Yeah, but there's a way to get it soft," he said, reaching down to take the 
big prong in his hand. "Wanna watch? Sure you do. You always get a charge 
outta watching me jerk off!" 

 CHAPTER 3 

Nothing had been farther from Ann's mind when she had followed Dave to the 
grove of cottonwoods, yet she also knew that she would watch him with the 
same eager, intent curiosity which she always displayed. There was an 
irresistible power to his cock. Ann had discovered this two years ago when 
her brother had first demonstrated his masturbatory skills for her. She 
found it fascinating in the extreme to watch as he worked the loose foreskin 
back and forth over the tool's broad, flaring head until finally he launched 
his hips forward and shuddered from head to foot when the creamy geyser of 
cum erupted from the throbbing, pulsating length of meat. 

"Just watch and enjoy it," he told her, taking up a position directly in 
front of her and about six feet away. "This is the way Dad's prick looks 
when he's shoving it up Lucy's punt!" 

He wrapped his fist around the thick shaft and plunged forward, fucking into 
his hand. Ann felt a powerful surge of excitement flash through her loins 
upon seeing that graphic demonstration of the act of love. 

"Maybe you've been picking up on the way they go at it," Dave said, stroking 
his cock and continuing to roll the foreskin back and forth. Uncircumcised, 
the loose flap of skin provided the ultra-sensitive head of his prick with 
all the stimulation he could desire, at least at that stage of his arousal. 
"They might be old but they still like to get it on!" 

"How do you know so much about it?" Ann managed to get a skeptical, scoffing 
tone into her voice, though she felt a flash of guilt at having spied upon 
her parents the night before, even though she could not help having done so. 
"I suppose you've been slipping into their bedroom at nights?" 

No, I just hear them sometimes," Dave replied. "My bedroom's a lot closer to 
theirs than yours is, you know, and sometimes late at night I can hear them 
grunting and groaning when they're getting ready to cum. That Lucy, she 
really lets it all hang out, you know?" 

"Maybe she simply enjoys being made love to. And in any case it's none of 
your business. Or mine either, for that matter!" 

Dave showed no sign of being abashed by her accusatory manner. A brash, 
self-confident lad of thirteen, sure of himself and proud of the fact that 
he had already had his prick shoved deep into the cunt of a girl, he ignored 
her warnings and proceeded straight ahead. 

Ann sank down into the water, squatting down until the cool liquid rose up 
almost to her tiny breasts. The strain of the squatting position pulled her 
thigh muscles tighter and exerted considerably more pressure upon her loins. 
The flesh around her pussy responded accordingly and she became much more 
acutely aware of her swollen, gently throbbing clitoris. The added strain 
forced the lips of her pussy apart slightly and she felt a giddy sensation 
as the cool water invaded the hot, moist crevice and flowed against the rim 
of her cunt. The abrupt contrast in temperatures nearly forced a low gasp of 
pleasure to her lips. She remained quiet, however, and surreptitiously 
brought a finger into gentle, tentative contact with that highly sensitive 
cleft. 

"Hey, you know that they eat each other?" her brother asked, continuing to 
work his fist up and down his cock's shaft in that slow, maddening way that 
Ann found so devastatingly arousing. Despite her protests, she too was 
thinking of the way her father's cock might appear as it worked its way in 
and out of her stepmother's hot, juicy cunt. That thought alone was enough 
to make her pussy's flaring lips tingle and throb with sensual arousal. But 
when it was coupled with the obscene, throaty words of hearty approval Ann 
had heard Lucy utter the night before, the display Dave provided her was 
enough to make her entire midsection ache with hungry, fervent desires. Her 
finger began working more strenuously and now glided over her rigid little 
clitoris. She flinched and gasped softly at the contact. The little lump of 
gristle was already amazingly sensitive and responded with approval to even 
the slightest touch. 

"Yeah, I got out of bed one night and slipped down the hall when I heard 
some noises," Dave continued, enjoying the effect he was having on his 
sister. "They'd left their bedroom door open a little and I got to peek 
inside. She was over him, kneeling over his face and rubbing her snatch all 
over him! And was she ever digging it! Man, she couldn't say nothing but how 
much she loved having his tongue rammed halfway up that hot little cunt of 
hers! You ever think about having a guy eat your cunt out?" 

"Y-y-you're putting me on!" Ann muttered, hardly able to speak. Her 
brother's words affected her powerfully. She had heard a few girls talk 
about "giving head" but she had never been certain whether they were serious 
or not. Even so, she felt that it would be deliriously exciting to have 
someone nuzzling around between her thighs, kissing her pussy and caressing 
it with a tongue. "They'd never do anything like that!" 

"Oh? Why not? Lots of people like to get eaten," Dave told her, grinning 
broadly when he saw how flustered his sister had become upon hearing his 
statement. "I kinda dig it myself! Yeah, I think I'd really like to go down 
on a girl! I was talking to Sharon about it the last time I saw her and 
she's willing to try it." 

"Ugghh! It seems so awful!" 

Ann's response was more dutiful than honest, if the truth had been known. 
She instinctively felt that she ought to say something like that but deep 
inside she felt another reaction, one of intense interest, not only in 
having a boy kiss her pussy but also in touching her lips to a hot, hard 
cock. That reaction surprised her but it was unmistakable. She told herself 
that such thoughts were the purest kind of fantasy, however, and that 
nothing of the sort would ever happen to her. 

"Yeah? I think I'd dig it," Dave said. "Man, to get my cock rammed in 
between those lips of hers, have her tongue lapping at it and then shoot my 
load down her throat, that'd be out of sight!" 

The thought evidently had a great deal of erotic power for Dave, since he 
began working his fist up and down his stiff prick with considerably more 
speed. He spat on the tool's head, moistening and lubricating it, and then 
closed his palm over the broad, purple knob in order to stimulate it more 
directly. Ann knew what was happening, having often watched him jerk off 
before, and felt her pussy give a warning throb of sensual power. 

She had always felt slightly guilty about participating in those games with 
her brother but, as long as she did not allow him to become too familiar 
with her or to touch her own body, she was able to reconcile herself to the 
acts. Besides, the attraction was simply too strong at times to be denied. 
Ann would have been powerless in many cases to do other than as she had 
done. This was one of those occasions. The previous night, with her 
observation of her parents at play in their bed, had left her body in a 
state of advanced sexual arousal, despite the way she had teased and 
caressed her pussy into another powerful exhibition of its orgasmic 
potential. She was thus all the more helpless to break away from the scene 
in which she found herself, or to pull her fingers away from her pussy. 

One finger continued playing over her clitoris, as hard and as sensitive as 
ever. Mostly she could not touch the super-sensitive organ directly and had 
to content herself with stroking the flesh alongside it. Another finger now 
slid down to the lips of her pussy, parted them and began gliding around the 
tautly stretched rim of her cunt. That orifice, so plentifully supplied with 
nerve endings, had become exquisitely tender and her finger sent savage 
pangs of pure animal pleasure shooting throughout her young body. 

"God, I'm getting off!" Dave grunted, working his hand harder around his 
cock and beginning to shudder as he felt the climactic surge mounting inside 
his loins. "Ummmm, I can feel it starting!" 

His balls, large and swollen with lusty fevers, hung down low. Each of the 
egg-like limps appeared to be at least twice its normal size. He cupped the 
dark, lust-infused bag in his free hand and continued fucking into his fist. 
Ann's eyes, wide and intent, focused upon the head of his cock, almost 
boring into the tiny slit crowning the very tip of that lethal looking 
implement. Soon the creamy geyser would erupt from that slit, she knew, and 
then she would join her brother in a throbbing, pulsating frenzy of pure 
sensual delight. 

"Ahhh! Oohhhhh!" 

He groaned deep in his throat and thrust his hips far forward, lifting 
himself up on the balls of his feet in his eagerness to extract every morsel 
of orgiastic pleasure from his body. Suddenly Ann pictured herself kneeling 
in front of him, hands clasped tightly between her thighs and fingers 
digging deeply into her slick, highly excited pussy. She saw herself 
clasping the head of Dave's big, lust-stiffened cock with her lips, taking 
that huge, swollen head into her mouth and wrapping her tongue around its 
silken-smooth surface. She could virtually feel the big, hot tool against 
her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The imagined sensation was real enough 
to bring a low, throaty moan of pleasure to her lips. 

When the first spurt of hot cum, reeking of passion, burst forth from the 
head of Dave's cock, Ann involuntarily flinched, just as though that 
steaming jet of hot love-cream had spattered into her own throat. She 
swallowed convulsively and then whimpered, a low but piercing cry of sexual 
agony. Just as Dave's prick began spurting and shooting its cream out in 
rich, luxuriant bursts, Ann felt her womb give a spasmodic lurch and then 
twang with a violence that took her breath away. The climax blossomed within 
her cunt, spreading rapidly throughout her loins and then over her entire 
body. Lunging furiously against her hands, she fingered herself with raw 
power and sought to do everything she could to heighten the flood of feeling 
which was erupting within her body. 

"Unngghh! Aiiieeeee!" she panted, twitching and jerking weakly as the 
powerful spasms multiplied and became more intense. "Oooooh! Mmmmmm, I'm 
cumming!" 

Indeed she was and she enjoyed the fierce, wracking series of vaginal 
contractions to the utmost. Dave's cock continued to spurt out jets of 
steaming sperm for an incredibly long time. Several of the strongest spurts 
came near to hitting Ann, though she was a good six feet away from him. 

Looking down, she saw the creamy goo congealing into milky blobs and 
floating away on the pool's surface. 

"God, you were really getting after it that time!" she whispered when she 
could again trust her lips and throat with words. "I never saw you shoot off 
that much before!" 

"Man, I haven't been that turned on in a while!" Dave replied, his voice a 
little quavery and still weak from the after effects of the powerful orgasm. 
"And it's been a couple or three days since I got off, so my balls had a 
chance to build up a big head of steam." 

"Hey, I thought you'd have been jerking off every night," she said, smiling 
tenderly. "Sleeping up in the cab, all by yourself, you could have yourself 
a handful any time you wanted it!" 

"It just didn't work out that way," Dave told his sister. "But I was sure 
ready to let go with a wad today!" 

They continued to rest in the pool for several more minutes, allowing their 
bodies to recover from the heady experience they had shared. Ann's young 
pussy still tingled and she knew that she could easily have spent another 
hour in caressing it without fully expending all the sensual hungers that 
worked inside. She had no intention of giving in further, though, and when 
Dave walked out of the pool she joined him without any protest. 

His cock had not lost any of its size or rigidity, despite the profuse 
quantity of sperm he had ejaculated into the pool. Ann watched with 
amusement as he tucked the big, swollen rod into the front of his cutoff 
jeans, pushing it over to one side in order to make the telltale bulge less 
noticeable. She had only recently become aware of the technical difficulties 
in concealing an erection and, in wandering through the shopping malls near 
her home, she had become very proficient at spotting men whose cocks had 
sprung into life at an inopportune moment. Some of them were prodigiously 
equipped, judging from the massive bulges she had seen, and she invariably 
wondered what they would look like when they were naked. 

Ken and Lucy were waiting when they returned to the camper. Ken told them 
that he had inquired about the Robbados at the general store serving the 
tiny community and had been given a message from them. 

"We're supposed to go on up to the cabin," he said. "They got held up and 
won't be able to leave home for another couple or three days. Looks like 
we'll have a little time up here by ourselves." 

They piled into the camper and were off. They soon left paved roads and 
spent most of the remainder of the afternoon in bouncing over roads which 
became progressively more primitive. The rough ride and hot weather left 
them all limp and weary. Thus they were highly relieved when they pulled 
onto a small plateau edged against a steep cliff and saw the cabin ahead. 

 CHAPTER 4 

Though it appeared small and unimpressive at first sight, the Robbado's 
mountain cabin was larger and much more luxuriously furnished than anyone 
had expected. There was a very large central area where most of the 
activities would take place, with space for preparing, eating and storing 
food. There were also several tiny cubicles built off the main room. The 
latter contained bunks and a chest, but nothing else and were extremely 
small. 

"You've been awfully quiet lately," Lucy said to her stepdaughter the next 
morning when they went out for a stroll. "Is there something bothering you? 
Perhaps something about ... the other night? You must feel free to talk, 
Ann. There really isn't anything I'd want to hide from you." 

Emboldened by her stepmother's persuasive attitude and encouraging ways, Ann 
took a deep breath and then plunged into the topic which had figured so 
largely in her thoughts ever since she had seen her parents fucking. 

"Well, after Dad had finished and rolled off," she began, speaking slowly 
and trying to find the proper words, "I ... well, I couldn't help but see 
what you did then." 

"What? I don't remember what happened," Lucy said, frowning as she tried to 
recall the sequence of events of that night. "I was ... oh, yes! I remember 
now. I gave myself a hand job! Oh, is that what it is?" 

Ann nodded and then said that she had grown up believing that it was wrong 
for a girl to touch herself in that way. 

"Well, that's a popular attitude and I guess there's a lot to be said for 
it," Lucy admitted. "I never saw much sense to it, though, and I never paid 
any attention to it. And it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Once I found out 
how good it felt, doing it to myself, I couldn't have stopped whatever 
anybody said!" 

"But I was thinking about it in another way," Ann told her. "I mean, why 
should you have to do it that way after ... you know, after Dad?" 

"Mmmmm, I see what you mean now," Lucy said, nodding. "All I can say, dear, 
is that I wanted to cum again and he was knocked out. You mustn't think that 
he didn't do a good job of fucking me, heavens, no! My God, he can fuck me 
until I see stars and colors and everything! It's just that ... sometimes he 
gets tired and can't go on any longer. When that happens, then I don't see 
why I ought not to do it to myself, as long as it satisfies me." 

"But what would he have thought if he'd waked up and found you doing it?" 
Ann persisted. "You were right there beside him. Wasn't that a terrible 
risk?" 

"Ah, now I'm beginning to understand! Ann, you're working under a terrible 
misconception," Lucy told her. "Your father doesn't think it's bad for a 
woman to caress herself like that. Far from it, in fact! My, I've often 
given little demonstrations for him and I can assure you that he's never had 
anything but the highest praise and respect for me when I did it. He's like 
a lot of men, you know. They really and truly dig seeing a woman do it to 
herself." 

"Maybe so," Ann had to agree, thinking of the times Davey had kept insisting 
that she demonstrate her sexual prowess for him. "Yeah, maybe that's so, I 
guess. But do you think he'd be all that tolerant if he found me doing it to 
myself? His own daughter?" 

"Oh, that wouldn't be any problem at all," Lucy assured her. "We've talked 
about that before, you know. About both of you, as a matter-of-fact. It'd be 
awfully hard for Davey to hide the fact that he's growing up. Sometimes when 
I go in to change the sheets on his bed there's hardly a spot anywhere that 
doesn't look as though it's been spattered with cum! Honest, he must have 
two or three wet dreams a might! And besides all the other times, when he 
beats off!" 

Ann marveled at the calm, matter-of-fact way in which Lucy mentioned young 
Dave's sexual propensities. There was not a hint of recrimination or 
condemnation in her voice. She seemed to accept it as perfectly natural that 
Ann's brother would indulge himself to the utmost. 

"Of course, we can't see the evidence as far as you're concerned," Lucy went 
on, smiling in a friendly, conspiratorial way. "I mean, a girl doesn't leave 
those yellow blotches on her sheets when she gets off, you know. But ... 
well, I've got to admit that I've sniffed at your panties a few times when I 
was doing the laundry and I can tell that you've been turned on." 

"Oh, that drippy stuff!" Ann blurted out, mortified and embarrassed by the 
disclosure. "I hate it so!" 

"You mustn't say that!" Lucy instantly retorted. 

"Actually that's one of the greatest blessings a woman has. Why, if it 
weren't for that oil that we give off when we become excited, how would we 
ever get a prick into our cunts? That's what it's for, you know, to make us 
slippery and easier to penetrate. It's just a sign that our bodies are ready 
for lovemaking, that's all." 

"But it's so wet! So ... so slippery!" Ann protested. "And it smells!" 

"Indeed it is all those things," Lucy agreed. "But do you really find it 
offensive? Does the smell make you ill, for example?" 

"I'll? No, not a bit," Ann replied. "It's just that ... well, it seems so 
messy!" 

"Messy? Perhaps," Lucy said, smiling thoughtfully. "But, my dear, the whole 
process is somewhat messy if you wish to look at it in a certain way. And 
men, you know, they discharge a certain amount of fluid too. Much more than 
we do, I might add. Not that I object to that, not in the least!" 

"Hey, I've always wondered about that!" Ann said. "Can you really feel it 
when the guy ... you know, shoots off inside you? Does it feel good?" 

"Mmmmmm, it's one of the nicest feelings in the whole word," Lucy told her 
stepdaughter. She closed her eyes and smiled at the thought, which evidently 
was a very pleasing one to her. "Yes, you can feel every throb of a man's 
cock-they always give two or three little preliminary throbs before they 
actually begin spurting that hot cream you know-and then you feel the splash 
as the cum shoots out against the inside and ... it's simply an incredibly 
beautiful sensation, that's all! And the way they carry on when they're 
doing it, that tells you that they're enjoying it so much and of course that 
makes it all the more pleasing to you, since you've made it possible for 
them to have so much joy." 

Ann said nothing for a moment. Lucy had delivered her sentiments in a soft, 
wistful tone of voice, one which conveyed the conviction that she was 
speaking from the bottom of her heart, and the powerful message seeped into 
Ann's mind, overwhelming her with vague desires of which she was barely 
conscious. 

"That's a marvelous way of putting it," the girl finally said. "I've always 
wondered what that would be like." 

"I'm sure you'll find out in due time," her stepmother told her. "Er, I'm a 
little surprised that you already know about men doing that. Shooting off, I 
mean. Or maybe the younger generation is just more knowledgeable than I 
thought? No, I'll bet that you've been watching young Dave? That's it, isn't 
it? He's been jacking off for you, showing you how he can cum!" 

Ann was too embarrassed to deny the charge. Her deep flush was enough to 
confirm it, however, but to her vast surprise Lucy did not seem to be 
especially upset at having her guess corroborated. If anything, she seemed 
to approve. 

"No, I don't think it's bad," she said, seeing the confusion on Ann's highly 
expressive face. "So long as you don't let him put that prick in you, that 
is! Of course you should never do that, at least not without taking some 
protective steps beforehand. But I suppose you know all about contraception 
and the Pill and all that, huh?" 

Ann admitted that she did indeed know about the Pill. Upon being questioned 
more closely by her stepmother, she admitted that she had been watching 
Dave's masturbatory antics for some time and that she had occasionally gone 
so far as to display herself to him, though she had never openly fingered 
her pussy while he was watching. 

Lucy listened carefully and soon realized that young Ann had depths and 
facets to her personality which had not previously been noticeable. 

Ann suddenly felt a conviction that Lucy envied her, that the woman would 
also like to watch Dave handle his cock and coax another eruption of hot, 
steaming cum from the big tool. 

"You're right," Lucy readily admitted when Ann framed the question. "Men 
might be really interested in watching us do it to ourselves, but I've 
always been at least as interested in watching them, too! Yes, I'd really 
like to do that. Do you think you could arrange something? You know, so I 
could hide and watch while he's doing it? I think that would be simply 
fantastic!" 

Ann's head was whirling. Lucy's readiness to listen to all her questions and 
to answer them truthfully, to accept all her revelations without betraying 
the slightest bit of condemnation, simply overwhelmed the young girl. She 
would never have believed that an older person could be so understanding, so 
tolerant, so close to her in spirit. Thus, when Lucy said that she would 
like to watch Dave masturbate, Ann felt it incumbent upon her to go along 
with the woman's desire, though earlier she would have found it unthinkable. 

Lucy clapped her hands with delight when Ann said that she would cooperate 
fully with her stepmother's desire. They checked the area surrounding the 
cabin and soon found a suitable spot for the demonstration, a small, grassy 
oval almost completely cut off from view. A brushy rise several yards away 
would afford Lucy an excellent vantage point, allowing her to look into the 
oval and see everything, yet concealing her all the while. 

"This could be the most exciting thing ever!" Ann said when they had 
completed their arrangements. "Watching him do it and knowing that you'll be 
watching too, that's going to get me on fire in a hurry!" 

"Why don't you try fingering yourself while he's giving his show?" Lucy 
suggested. "I certainly will be doing just that, I can promise you! And I'm 
positive you'll find that Dave will be much more enthusiastic about the 
whole thing!" 

Ann would not agree to that step, though it had a great deal of attraction 
for her. The girl still could not fully accept the nature of 
self-administered sexual pleasure, though Lucy's free-and-easy attitude was 
beginning to rub off on her and to affect her own thinking in drastic ways. 
As soon as the woman and the girl returned to the cabin, they separated, Ann 
going off to find Dave and entice him into staging an unwitting display of 
his sexual prowess. 

She found him quickly enough and it required only a moment's work to get the 
boy in the mood for her well-laid plans. Ann's own appearance had a lot to 
do with his willingness. The girl was wearing her habitual summer costume, a 
pair of cutoff blue jeans, but these were cutoffs with a difference. The 
legs had been cut so short that the cheeks of her ass showed their bottom 
curve where they met the tops of her thighs. She did not bother wearing 
panties, since the cutoffs would have showed the hem. The jeans fitted her 
extra tightly, molding every curve of her lusciously formed hips, and also 
following the suggestive bulge of her pubis and even dipping down into the 
cleft between her outer lips. Ann wore a tte shirt over the cutoffs. Her 
nubile nipples made enticing little dents in the thin knit cotton. Despite 
the lack of mammary development, Ann posed an exciting figure, one that 
would have aroused the lusts of many a man. Young Dave, full of sexual 
energy and perpetually horny, was probably the least able of males to resist 
the attraction posed by his sister. 

"Yeah, this is a groovy place," he said when Ann led him into the clearing 
she and Lucy had found. "This is a great idea, you know? I was thinking 
about going off into the hills to do some exploring, but I'd a lot rather 
shoot my load off a time or two!" 

"I was hoping you'd feel that way," Ann said, scarcely able to keep her 
hands from disappearing into the front of her cutoffs. "I've been thinking 
about it a lot lately and ... well, I guess it doesn't seem so wrong any 
more." 

"Wrong or right, who gives a damn?" Dave snorted, unfastening the front of 
his own pants and sliding them down his long, well muscled thighs. "Man, it 
gets to a point where I've just got to let it go or it seems like I'll 
explode inside! But I'm real glad that you're coming around, Sis. This is 
going to be all right!" 

"Who knows, maybe that Ellen will turn out to be another Sharon?" Ann said. 
"Maybe she'll be so interested in what you've got there that she'll ... who 
knows what might happen?" 

"I wouldn't bet on it," Dave grunted, shrugging carelessly. "I figure I'll 
have to wait till we get back home. Then I can get it from Sharon for sure." 

His prick, never far from being fully erect, had swung up stiffly as soon as 
it was freed from the restriction of his shorts. Ann felt a strong desire to 
learn more about the big tool, something she had not felt before. 

"Just how long is that thing?" she asked, remembering that Lucy had asked 
her the same question. "Is it a lot bigger than what most guys have?" 

"It's eight inches and a fraction, from the base to the tip," Dave said, 
giving her a proud grin. "It's more than a lot of guys have got, I know 
that. There's only one guy in my Boy Scout troop who's got more. That's Fred 
Moore, you know? Man, he's got nine inches already! And it's thick, too!" 

"That little twerp?" J 

"Look, he might not be but five-six, but I'm telling you, Sis, he's got a 
helluva cock swinging between his legs!" 

Ann shuddered at the thought of seeing a prick an inch longer than her 
brother's, and thicker as well. As nearly as she could tell, without 
actually touching the tool to make the comparison, Dave's prick was about as 
wide as three of her fingers, making it a very hefty cock indeed. If 
Freddie's cock were even broader, than it would truly be a formidable 
fucking implement. Fortunately she disliked the youth intensely; pimple 
faced and unspeakably arrogant, he had alienated most of the girls at their 
school. 

Ann risked a quick look toward the rise where her stepmother was to be 
stationed The girl could see nothing, but then she did not expect to do so. 
She had maneuvered Dave around so that he was facing in that direction. If 
Lucy were truly there, then she would have a ringside seat for the 
demonstration, or as close to it as could be arranged. 

"It must be the altitude or something," she said to Dave, still keeping her 
deep blue eyes focused on his prick, "but I feel sort of horny myself 
today!" 

It was no lie. Ever since her discussion with her stepmother, Ann's pussy 
had been throbbing and aching in a painful manner, proclaiming its need for 
attention of the most intimate sort. The cutoffs dug sharply into her cleft, 
making her all the more aware of her body's insistent demands. Ann found it 
difficult to walk in a normal manner because of the pressure against the 
hyper-sensitive parts of her anatomy. 

Taking a deep breath, she unbuttoned the top of her cutoffs and unzipped the 
fly. Dave had been caressing his big, swollen cock, but now stopped to watch 
her. The sight of Ann undressing in front of him, and doing so without a 
great deal of pleading and coaxing on his part, was so unusual that he could 
not but wonder about it. Dave dared not ask her what was going on, lest he 
interrupt her or force her to change her mind. 

Ann tugged the cutoffs down to her knees-they were so tight they would not 
slide down her shapely thighs-and then kicked them off. Her tee shirt came 
only a few inches below her navel and thus her pussy was fully exposed. The 
dark bush of pubic hair, amazingly well developed for a girl so young, 
curled lushly at the base of her belly. She turned toward him, knowing that 
he would be able to see the scarlet-lipped slit running down the center of 
the bush and disappearing between her legs and that the sight would excite 
him all the more. 

"God, I'm so turned on I'm going to have to do it too!" she muttered, 
turning somewhat red in the face, but unable to keep from proceeding with 
the act. "Oh, Dave, I've just been so blessed horny all morning!" 

"Yeah, work it out for me!" he muttered, his face becoming extremely intent 
as he watched her. She had leaned against a boulder in front of him and the 
position allowed him to look directly between her widespread thighs and see 
her pussy with total clarity. "Man, that's something to see!" 

"Look at me!" she whispered, becoming swept up in the passion she had helped 
engender between them. "Watch me making love to myself! Ooooh, do it to 
yourself at the same time and we'll cum together!" 

Ann's fingers parted the soft, lust-infused outer lips of her slit, exposing 
the daintily flaring inner lips. They resembled petals of some rare, 
delicate flower. Rosy pink and exquisitely inflamed with sensual feeling, 
the inner lips throbbed steadily and the touch of the girl's finger sent 
shudders of delicious agony coursing through her loins. The entire area was 
already covered with the clear oil which her lusty arousal had generated; 
the dainty feminine flesh glistened wetly in the bold sunlight. 

"Is it as pretty as Sharon's?" she asked. "What does it look like?" 

"Man, it's just so fucking outtasight I don't even know what to say!" Dave 
exclaimed. "Yeah, it's a real honey, all right. It looks like you're really 
turned on! Sharon? I don't know. She never showed it to me. It was always 
dark when we were messing around like that." 

Ann's fingers now probed between those inner lips, exploring the rim of her 
cunt and dipping gently into the taut little opening. Her clitoris was 
already so highly charged with feeling and sexual energy that she dared not 
touch it directly. The thought was agony itself and she knew that she would 
dissolve into a sheet of white-hot orgasmic flame if she stroked that rigid 
little protuberance. 

"Stick your finger in!" Dave told her. "I could really get off, watching you 
shove your finger up your own cunt!" 

Although Ann seldom penetrated herself with her fingers, having found that 
she could achieve all the excitement and pleasure she wanted simply by 
caressing the outer portions of her slit, she now found it enjoyable in the 
extreme to give in to his suggestion. She slipped the tip of her right 
middle finger into the nubile opening, shivering with pleasure as she felt 
her flesh being parted, and gradually worked her finger deeper into that 
hot, steamy little tunnel. The look of total concentration on Dave's face, 
the feeling that she was giving him pleasure, inspired her further and she 
thrust the finger into her cunt as far as it would go. Suddenly she felt 
inspired to go even further and she withdrew her hand slightly, changing to 
two fingers. He watched her even more intently when he saw both fingers 
disappearing into her sex crack. 

The extra dilation caused by the double finger approach resulted in 
considerably greater stimulation, naturally, and within a very short time 
Ann knew that no force on earth could stem the flood of excitement welling 
up in her loins. She gave a hungry little grunt, hunched forward against her 
hand and then began fucking it hard. Dave, equally affected, now began 
pistoning his fist up and down the shaft of his prick with lightning fast 
strokes. 

"Oooohhh, I feel it!" Ann whimpered, writhing against the boulder and 
fucking herself against her hand with total abandon. "Unngghh! Ahhh! Ooohhh! 
Yesss!" 

"Get it on!" he grunted, working his hand even faster. "Yeah, I'm getting 
off too! Omigod, Sis, it's tearing my fucking nuts off!" 

The frenzy swept over both of them with unparalleled suddenness and they 
were lost in a whirl of orgiastic madness. Ann felt her womb being wrenched 
loose from its moorings, or so it seemed. Never had the spasms torn through 
her loins with such awful force. Dave cried out painfully when his balls 
released their flood of steaming cum. He had taken up a position somewhat 
closer to his sister-he was about five feet away. That, together with the 
extraordinary vehemence of his orgasm, resulted in several drops of his 
thick, creamy cum shooting out onto her belly and thighs. Ann flinched as 
the spurts dashed against her flesh but did not cease her hip thrusts or the 
furious digging motions of her fingers, which had speared deep into the 
heart of her young, tender cunt. Her palm butted against her clitoris and 
caused that bundle of sexual feeling to sing and vibrate with special fury. 
Again and again she groaned deep in her throat as the spasmes grew to a 
crescendo, then slowly tapered away, leaving her weak and breathless. 

 CHAPTER 5 

Lucy wasted no time in bringing Ken up to date on the full substance of her 
extended conversation with Ann. He looked amazed at first, once she had 
begun giving him the more intimate details about what she had learned, but 
then he broke into a broad grin and nodded approvingly. 

"Yeah, that's good," he said. "I've always been afraid that Ann might have 
some kind of hang-up about sex and that stuff. You know, some kind of guilt 
feeling about her mother? I'm glad that she's starting to come around." 

"She isn't going to come too far," Lucy warned her husband. "I've got a 
strong feeling that it'll be a long time before she's ready to give in and 
get herself fucked, or anything like that. But she knows that she's got some 
dynamite between those legs of hers and she's beginning to experiment with 
it. Really, I think she's going to be all right." 

Ken was also highly enthusiastic about joining Lucy in spying on Dave and 
Ann. Lucy explained everything to him and suggested that he join her in 
their voyeuristic expedition, a suggestion which he heartily seconded. Ann 
knew that he had always had a strong interest in watching sexual action-it 
was not because of a mere whim that their bedroom was so plentifully 
supplied with mirrors!-and she felt sure that their spying might result in 
some delightful sexual play for themselves. As soon as they saw Ann and Dave 
heading away from the cabin, therefore, they exerted themselves to get up to 
the vantage point chosen earlier. 

"They're not wasting any time," Lucy said as they slipped under some bushes 
and settled down to look into the clearing. "But that's the way it is when 
you're that young, you want to get it all at once!" 

"Yeah, that Davey's a horny little rascal," Ken said, adjusting the 
binoculars he had brought along. "Already got his pants down!" 

He passed the binoculars over to Lucy and reached into a pocket for a 
monocular he had also brought. Lucy made a minute adjustment in the glasses 
and then settled down to watch. They were about forty yards away from the 
young couple, close enough to see them. They had brought the field glasses 
along simply in order to observe the sexual play in as much detail as 
possible. 

At once Lucy felt a thrill of savage sexual stimulation pulse through her 
mature, womanly cunt. She had known, naturally, that her stepson was well 
endowed in the sexual line, but she had never suspected that he would have 
such a lovely, fantastically intriguing cock. A lifelong devotee of large, 
plump tools, she invariably felt a flutter of anticipation between her 
thighs when she saw an exceptionally well hung male. The sight of Dave's big 
prick, iron hard and dark with passionate arousal, sent a perfect storm of 
sensual arousal coursing outward from the hairy, moist lips of her pussy. 

"God, he's hung!" she whispered, licking her lips with delight. "It's 
certainly easy to see that he's your son!" 

"By God, he's got a tool on him," Ken agreed. "And you know something? That 
Ann's got quite a little ass on her, too!" 

Although they could not see the young girl as clearly, since she had her 
back to them and had leaned against the boulder, Lucy and Ken had seen 
enough to know that the twelve-year-old did indeed have a most delectably 
curved rear end. Lucy was by no means immune to the charms of a lusciously 
shaped female body, though she had never had any desire for lesbian 
lovemaking, but she concentrated her attention upon Dave. The field glasses 
gave her as close a view as she could have wanted and she was able to pick 
up every detail of the proceedings. 

She involuntarily clenched her thighs together when she watched him peel the 
foreskin off the head of his cock. As the big, flaring head, purple with 
lusty arousal, emerged from the ivory sheath covering it, Lucy felt her cunt 
throb with unusual power and began emitting a steady flow of that hot, 
slippery oil it always produced when she was becoming sexually excited. 
Squeezing her thighs forced the flesh of her pussy together, almost as if a 
hand had been swept over that painfully tender slit, and she gasped softly 
as the pleasure mounted within her loins. 

"Yeah, it's a turn on," Ken said, hearing her response and warming to it. He 
reached over with one hand to squeeze her buttocks, a type of caress which 
also had devastating effects upon her. "I can tell right now that this is 
going to be great stuff! I hope that pussy of yours is getting juicy, 
because I've got something I'm going to want to stick up it pretty soon!" 

"If you don't stick that certain something up it pretty soon," she told him, 
"I'm going to find me a stump and crawl onto it! God, I need a fuck! All day 
yesterday and this morning too, I haven't been able to think of anything but 
the way that lovely cock of yours stretches out my cunt! Mmmmm, darling, I 
wish you had four or five cocks right now; I'd love to have you fucking me 
everywhere at once! As long as I could keep on watching this, of course!" 

"Yeah, as soon as they get through we'll get it on," he promised, working 
his hand between her thighs and forcing his fingers up against her pussy. 
Even through the tough, thick material of her jeans, Lucy's pussy felt moist 
and warm to his touch. She writhed against him hungrily, rubbing herself 
against his hand. "And you're up for that, aren't you? Yeah, I can feel how 
hot you are! Baby, we'll have ourselves a fucking session that just won't 
quit!" 

Ken's words excited her ferociously. Lucy had always found it erotically 
stimulating in the extreme to be told such things, preferably in the 
bawdiest possible language. But she derived the greater excitement from 
watching her stepson caress and fondle his bulging, lust-stiffened cock. 
Sexual action of any sort invariably aroused her deeply, but seeing it 
worked especially quick and drastic changes in the temperature of her cunt. 
The sight of Dave's big prick, so vibrantly stiff and full of lusty fervor, 
set off sympathetic tingles of libidinous hunger in her clitoris and then 
spread over her entire body. 

Her nipples, always large and highly sensitive to any kind of stimulus, 
began swelling and throbbing inside her bra. Lucy, a buxom woman with a 
beautifully shaped pair of breasts, purposely wore tight brassieres. The 
slight constriction seemed to give her a dash of sexual pleasure. As her 
nipples hardened into dark knots almost as large as her thumb, she could 
feel them pressing against the bra cups. 

"God, you're making me so fucking hot!" she gasped, squeezing her thighs 
together and grinding her pussy against Ken's questing fingers. "I don't 
know if I can wait till they get through or not! Ohhh, baby, I feel like 
I've never had a piece of ass before!" 

"How about if we make it while we watch?" he suggested, as ready as ever to 
contribute to her greater sexual enjoyment. "You could lie right there and 
watch it all while I slip it into you from the rear. How'd that be, huh? 
Some kind of a turn on, right?" 

"You know it would be!" she hissed. "Go ahead, do it to me! Fuck me while I 
watch them! Ohhh, I love to see a guy jacking off!" 

She lifted her hips off the pine needles covering the earth and allowed her 
husband to unfasten her jeans, then pull them down her thighs and off her 
legs. She never removed her eyes from the scene being played out in front of 
her. For all that, she was highly aware of what Ken was doing and, when he 
nestled over her and slipped his swollen cock between the tops of her 
thighs, she lifted herself enough to facilitate the big tool's entry into 
her cunt. 

"Ohh, baby, are you ever turned on!" Ken muttered as he brushed the head of 
his prick against the juicy, swollen lips of her pussy before pressing the 
massive organ between them. "Yeah, that pussy of yours is as hot as it's 
ever been! Mmmmmm, it's like it was shooting out flame right now!" 

"God, don't tease me with it," she panted, lurching back slightly, as if to 
spear herself upon the prong nibbling at the mouth of her cunt. "Let me have 
it! I want to feel it going up my cunt! I want to feel your cock fucking the 
life out of me!" 

Ken had no intention of giving in to that request, even though it had been 
delivered in the most touching of voices and gave every indication of being 
as sincere as any demand she had ever made on him. He knew her too well for 
that; he had long ago learned that she responded most ardently when teased 
and tormented over a long period of time. The longer he could keep his wife 
in that state of voracious hunger, the more determinedly she would fuck back 
at him when finally he began thrusting his prick into her in earnest. 

Accordingly, he held back and contented himself with rubbing the brutally 
shaped head of his prick against the warm lips of her pussy. He had peeled 
back the foreskin, allowing her hothouse warmth to work directly upon the 
purple, satiny tip of his cock. He pushed the head down, angling it to force 
it against her rigid clitoris. She gasped out a strangled oath of lewd 
delight and lurched back at him with more strength. Again he pulled away, 
giving her only a fleeting sample of the feel of his cock against the mouth 
of her cunt. He pulled the big rod upward and rubbed the head, now moist and 
slippery with her sensual ointment, against the tightly puckered rim of her 
ass-hole. No stranger to anal lovemaking, Lucy gave another frantic twist of 
her body when she felt the different stimulus she received from that 
abandoned gesture. 

"Omigod, my ass is on fire!" she whimpered. "Oooohh, fuck me in the ass! 
Fuck it right up my ass-hole and I'll cum all over myself! Ohhh, Ken, let me 
have your cock. Let me have it wherever you want and I'll cum forever!" 

"Later, baby, later. You know how I like it. We'll get there soon enough. 
And then you'll be able to feel it going all the way in. Maybe I'll turn you 
around and shove it down your throat. How'd you like to have a load of hot 
cum splashing over your mouth right now? Think that might make you want some 
fucking action a little more?" 

Lucy groaned, a sound of desperate hunger, and writhed piteously. She had 
never been able to decide which part of her body responded best to the 
plunging, punishing, penetrating presence of a cock, though this was not 
because she had not experimented with every possibility. Ken himself had 
fucked her in every manner they could devise-and their ribald ingenuity left 
very few possibilities untapped. But she still could not settle upon a 
single style as her all-time favorite. They were quite happy to take 
whatever approach suited them at the moment and to devote any additional 
time to working out whatever novelty might have occurred to them in the 
meantime. 

"Yeah, if I stay turned on long enough I'll be able to cum twice as much," 
Ken muttered, knowing exactly the effect his words would have on her. "Yeah, 
if we put it off a while longer, then I'll be able to shoot cum so far up 
your cunt you'll think it's going right into your throat! Hold off a while, 
baby, and let me shoot a real load in your hole!" 

If there was anything Lucy loved better than feeling a man cum inside her 
body-whatever opening the man happened to be using at the moment-it was the 
sensation of having a man ejaculate with special vigor and profusion. The 
more sperm he shot into her body and the more violently he did so, the more 
she loved it and she had never been able to hide her pleasure in the fact. 
Ken knew this and he knew that the statement would force her into a 
delicious dilemma: Should she continue begging him to fuck her now? Or would 
it be better to grit her teeth and hold off until later, when he would be 
able to discharge his pent-up lusts into her flesh with even more telling 
power? 

"Ohhh, you bastard, you utter bastard!" she whimpered. "You know I want it 
both ways! Do it with your finger! Fingerfuck me a little, just let me cum!" 

Ken hesitated a moment before agreeing. Had he not done so, he suspected, 
Lucy might well have become so vociferous in her demands that she would have 
disturbed the couple in the clearing below them and that he did not want 
that under any circumstances. She was entirely capable of doing just that, 
though unwillingly. There were times when the sexual desire swept over her 
body with such unreasoning power that she became like a person possessed by 
demons. Ken respected that quality in her-and it was for that reason that he 
pulled back and reached down between her thighs with his right hand. 

Lucy was watching Dave work his fist up and down the rigid, sturdy shaft of 
his cock when she felt her husband's fingers prying the lips of her pussy 
apart. He inserted the middle and ring fingers of his right hand, working 
them easily into the slippery rim of her cunt. Lucy gasped out in ecstatic 
approval when she felt his fingers penetrating and dilating that 
ultra-tender orifice. He worked easily but surely and soon had his fingers 
buried deep in her flesh. He used the remaining fingers skillfully, kneading 
the outer lips of her pussy against his inner fingers and delivering an 
extra measure of sensual pleasure to his wife's cunt. She shuddered weakly 
and then began weaving her hips back and forth in an especially suggestive 
manner, literally fucking herself against his hand. She knew exactly how to 
move to derive the maximum amount of sexual excitement from his hand and she 
did so with computer-like efficiency. 

"Unngghh! Ahhhhh!" she groaned, luxuriating in the delirious joy of his 
fingers. "God, that feels almost as good as a cock!" 

Despite the absurd amount of pleasure she felt in the way Ken was 
fingerfucking her, Lucy never removed her eyes from the binoculars held to 
her face. She watched every detail of Dave's continued action, her heart 
registering especially hard thumps when she saw him increase his tempo and 
begin masturbating more purposefully. The size and beauty of his cock 
overwhelmed her and without even thinking about it she began imagining the 
unique thrill of having her lips around that big tool, of having it shoved 
into her mouth and far down her throat until his adolescent balls coughed up 
their load of creamy cum in a volcanic eruption of lusty excess. 

What the hell, he's not really my son, she told herself as she imagined the 
feel of his young prick against her tongue. I mean, it wouldn't be all that 
bad, would it? And God, is he ever hung! To be only thirteen and to have a 
dong the size of that one, that's something! And those nuts of his! They 
look like they could hold a quart or two of cum, easy. Oh, if only he could 
let me have that load! I'd suck him forever to feel him shooting all that 
lovely cream down my throat, I really would! Or maybe up my ass? I'll bet 
he's never fucked a woman in the ass before. Maybe that's really turn him 
on, shoving it up the back door! Or even in my cunt; that way I could get 
all of it right where I could feel it best! Ohhh, Lord, it's driving me 
crazy, just watching him! 

Lucy's cunt burst forth with a howl of sensual agony at almost the exact 
moment that Dave's prick began spurting its flood of cum over Ann's lithe 
young body. She caught the glint of the first jets of steaming sperm in the 
brilliant morning sunlight and her clitoris answered with a twang of erotic 
delight at the sight. It was almost as though the youth were spurting his 
cum onto her, rather than Ann, she later decided. The strong binoculars had 
the effect of bringing her directly in front of him. 

"Ahhhhh! Omigod, you're jerking the cum out of me!" she wheezed, gripping at 
her husband's hand with her thighs and bucking up against his fingers with 
short, jerky motions of her hips. "Fuck me, Ken, fuck me down!" 

"Work it out," he grated, almost snarling as the intensity of her emotion 
caught him in its storm too. "Yeah, let that cunt have all it wants!" 

The incredibly strong vaginal contractions brought on by the flood of 
orgasmic feeling caused the rim of Lucy's cunt to snap and grab at his 
fingers with surprising force, a manifestation of her special degree of 
arousal. Ken, no amateur in the sexual field, had never known a woman whose 
cunt possessed the amazing power and agility of Lucy's. As he invariably 
said, she could do things with her cunt that many women could not do with 
their mouths. 

Heaving and grinding as her womb dissolved into powerful spasms of ecstatic 
delight, Lucy lost sight of her stepchildren for a moment or two. The heavy 
thuds of orgiastic excess robbed her eyes of their ability to focus and she 
could see nothing for a time. Bowing her head, she surrendered to the waves 
of delicious agony coursing outward from her throbbing cunt. Again and again 
the inordinately inflamed tunnel pulsed, each contraction releasing another 
thrilling burst of sexual pleasure. 

When she finally recovered her equilibrium, or enough of it to be able to 
see clearly, the scene being played out in the clearing below had changed 
considerably. Being so far away, she naturally could not hear what was 
happening, but it appeared that Dave and Ann were having an argument. The 
youth's cock had lost much of its former stiffness, making it droop down at 
half-mast, and that surprised Lucy. She knew that a lad of Dave's age should 
be able to maintain an erection for a long time, notwithstanding the fury of 
his first orgasm. 

"What are they doing?" she asked frantically. 

"Aren't they going to keep on? What's wrong with them?" 

"I don't know, looks like they're bitching away at each other," Ken replied. 
"Oh, what the hell, they'll work it out. What about us? Come on, honey, 
let's get ourselves a real piece of ass while they're making up their minds 
what to do. I've got a hard-on that won't quit for a while, I can promise 
you that!" 

 CHAPTER 6 

Ann's trouble with Dave had begun directly after he had finished 
ejaculating. They had disagreed over what they were to do next. Dave had 
found himself becoming even more excited once he had seen the glistening 
droplets of his cum on Ann's lithe, flat young belly. That, together with 
the tantalizing closeness of her virginal cunt, had created a fierce storm 
of desire within his loins and he had wanted to move closer to her. 

"C'mon, Sis, lemme feel it," he had urged. "Hey, I'd really like to run a 
finger up that sweet little cunt of yours!" 

"No! I'm not going to let you!" Ann had cried out. "It ... it isn't right! 
And besides, you'll start wanting to do some other things to me!" 

"So what if I did?" he retorted. "You can't keep that cherry forever! Man, 
I'd really like to shove this cock right up your hole, bust that little 
cherry apart! Yeah, that'd be out of fucking sight!" 

Ann had stoutly refused to comply with his requests, maintaining that she 
had no desire to go any further with their games and that she was not about 
to do anything so wicked. She managed to inject a note of sincerity into her 
voice while making her statements and even convinced herself that they were 
true. Deep down inside, though, a contrary sentiment was at work, as even 
she could realize. Ann was greatly surprised and chagrined to find herself 
even harboring such thoughts. But she had to admit that somewhere, far away 
in some remote corner of her mind, she was enjoying the idea of having Dave 
touch her pussy and bring it back to moist, throbbing life. There was even a 
sort of fascination with the notion of allowing him to attempt penetrating 
her cunt with that prodigiously large cock of his, though she also felt a 
definite sense of fear at being sliced open by the big rod. Knowing that 
Lucy was watching made all those thoughts quite impossible, even if she had 
been more willing to consider translating them into action. Thus she had 
found it easy to refuse Dave's suggestions. She was tempted to explain why 
she turned him down, but she resisted, fearing that he might resent it all 
the more if he knew that he had been lured into staging a demonstration for 
his stepmother. After arguing and bickering with each other for a few more 
minutes, he gave up in disgust, donned his clothing and stalked away from 
his sister. 

"All right, try fucking yourself!" he snapped over his shoulder as he left. 
"See if it makes you feel any better!" 

Ann almost cried out to him at that point, telling him to come back and do 
whatever he wanted. She liked her brother a great deal, almost more than any 
other person in the world, and she felt wretched at having caused him to 
feel so badly. He was gone before she could succumb to that temptation, 
fortunately, and she had to admit that it was just as well. 

He won't stay mad long, she thought. He'll get the hornies again and then 
he'll want me to watch him jerk off and it'll be all right again. Was that 
ever a blast, though! His stuff felt so ... so good when it landed on me. 
Mmmmmm, it's still there! Ahhh, so nice and slippery, kinda sticky too! I 
wonder if Lucy was really leveling with me? Could a woman really feel it 
when a guy goes off inside her? She'd have to. The way he shot that stuff 
all around, a girl would have to have a steel lining inside not to feel 
that! 

The girl reached down to touch one of the blobs of sperm on her tan belly. 
The creamy goo made an interesting contrast with her skin and she admired 
the sight before cautiously extending a forefinger to test its tactile 
qualities. She experimented tentatively, gradually becoming more interested. 
Soon she was spreading the droplets around and joining them together until 
she had spread a thin layer of cum over most of her lower belly. She was 
very careful not to allow that finger or any of the cum to get close to her 
pussy. She was not certain if contact of that short could result in a 
pregnancy, but it seemed to her that caution was infinitely preferable to 
the risks she might be running. 

After toying with herself for a moment, Ann extended her experiment in 
another direction. She brought her cum-coated finger up to her nostrils and 
sniffed. The lack of scent intrigued her. Inspired by unrecognized desires 
working in her mind, she tasted the finger. She found the salty, bittersweet 
taste of Dave's cum to be repellent at first, but after a moment, when the 
strong after-taste lingered on her palate, she began changing her mind. 
While she still felt strongly opposed to letting a boy ejaculate in her 
mouth, as she had heard some girls mention, she could now see that the act 
would not be totally intolerable. 

Ann gave up her experiments after a few minutes and put on her clothes. She 
cast a calculating gaze up the slope behind her, still trying to find some 
trace of her stepmother, but of course could see nothing. She decided that 
she would go up there herself and see if Lucy might still be there. At that 
moment she felt a very strong desire to open herself up and bare her 
innermost thoughts. Since Lucy had always been a model of understanding 
tact, she thought, perhaps she would be able to listen and offer some words 
of advice to her now. 

After taking a necessarily circuitous route, Ann approached the ridge Lucy 
had designated as her vantage point. The brush was thick along that line and 
the girl had to proceed carefully, following a few dim trails and looking 
about at every other step. Suddenly a low but piercing groan caught her 
attention, bringing her to an abrupt halt and freezing her in place. Looking 
about anxiously-the sound had been vaguely human but it could also have come 
from an animal, she thought-Ann saw a flicker of movement between two bushes 
off to her left. At first she wanted to flee but something caught her, 
holding her attention. Another sound broke the dead silence. 

"Aggghhhh!" she heard. "Ooohhh, Ken, work it in deeper!" 

Ann then knew what was happening. In a flash she understood that Lucy had 
not done her spying alone. She had brought Ann's father along! Ann's own 
father had been watching as she stripped herself naked and fingered her 
pussy in an effort at making Dave's exercise more memorable! Ann's first 
reaction was one of shame and embarrassment. But this was quickly followed 
by a quite different feeling. She found it intoxicatingly exciting, knowing 
that her father had been watching her engage in the most shameful kind of 
sexual play! Exciting though that knowledge was, Ann also felt a sense of 
resentment at having been used. Her irritation surfaced at once and she 
decided to repay her parents for their perfidy. They had watched her, now 
she would watch them! 

Looking about, the girl decided upon the best route for approaching the spot 
where she had seen the movement and moved along it. She took every 
precaution to avoid any undue noise and within a short time she was crouched 
behind a low, thick bush, peering between it and a tree trunk. The sight 
before her was abundantly exciting, enough to repay her for the care she had 
taken. 

Ann's father lay flat on his back, stripped naked. He was using his clothes, 
together with Lucy's, to form a sort of pallet to protect them from the pine 
needles covering the earth. Lucy squatted above him, facing his feet. Ann 
had happened, fortunately enough, to have approached them from an angle 
allowing her to face her stepmother directly, though Lucy's intent 
expression and air of total absorption in what she was doing made it 
unlikely that she would notice the girl in front of her, fifteen feet away. 

At the very moment that Ann first looked at her parents, Lucy was taking 
Ken's cock which was, of course, enormous and as hard as a bar of cold 
steel, in her hands and introducing the mushroom-shaped tip into the mouth 
of her cunt. She used the fingers of her left hand to splay the lips of her 
pussy, holding them wide apart. Her right hand guided the big, flaring head 
of her husband's prick directly between them and into the small opening they 
enclosed. 

Ann had to suppress a gasp of excitement when she beheld that superlatively 
erotic scene. Never before had she seen anything to arouse her animal 
emotions so thoroughly. She was in a position to catch every detail of their 
coupling and she felt her pussy burst into hot, vibrant life once more. Her 
father's cock seemed to shoot out waves of animal magnetism, radiating them 
out to her clitoris, and the way it bulged out the flesh of her stepmother's 
pussy before forcing open the mouth of her cunt had an incredibly erotic 
effect upon the girl. 

"Mmmmmm, I could fuck forever!" Lucy murmured, writhing about as she gently 
lowered herself down upon the uplifted shaft. "Just to feel your cock going 
in, over and over, making my cunt hurt, it feels so fucking good, that's the 
best thing in the whole wide world! Ohhh, Ken, I love to feel your prick 
opening me up! I feel it better than I've ever felt it. You must be twice as 
big as usual!" 

"No, your cunt's just tighter," he told her. Ann could detect a note of 
unusual tension in his deep, resonant baritone voice. "And don't you ever 
think I can't feel it, either!" 

"I love to fuck this way!" Lucy panted, grinding her hips about more wildly 
once she had the head of his prick firmly grasped in the tight, clutching 
rim of her hot, lascivious cunt. "I can grind it down better, I think. Does 
it feel better to you? Mmmmmm, I love to feel a big, hot prick moving around 
in my cunt!" 

The position did indeed grant her an exceptional degree of mobility, Ann 
decided. With her weight distributed between one knee and the other foot, 
Lucy was half-squatting, half-kneeling over him. Unencumbered by anything 
except the restrictions imposed by the position, she was able to move her 
hips and loins about with amazing agility. Twisting from side to side, 
humping back and forth and bobbing up and down, she forced her tight, juicy 
cunt to caress his cock from a variety of angles. Gradually she worked the 
tool deeper into her body, though from time to time she would retreat until 
only the big, flaring head remained lodged in place. The extreme degree of 
her arousal naturally resulted in an extra profuse amount of cunty lubricant 
being released and spread over the shaft of Ken's prick. 

Ann now saw the cunning utility of that moist, slippery substance-which, 
incidentally, was pouring out of her own hot little cunt at an unprecedented 
rate-and she also found that seeing her father's prick thus anointed gave 
her a savage thrill of sensual pleasure. The way the big rod swayed and 
bobbed as Lucy ground out her pleasure upon it, the sight of the big, thick 
vein running up the shaft's bottom, the way his massive, sperm-laden balls 
jiggled and danced about in their dark, furry bag, were all additionally 
thrilling and she began wondering how she would ever manage to control the 
forces crying out for release within her own body. 

"Grab it!" Ken suddenly snorted, stiffening his thighs and lurching upward 
with his hips as he attempted to drive his cock deeper into Lucy's waiting 
cunt. "Ohhh, grab it hard! Squeeze it, baby, squeeze it and bear down! I can 
feel the cum. I'm gonna cum right now! Annnggghhh! Uhhhh! Oooohhh!" 

Lucy at once began thrashing about at a vastly accelerated pace. Long years 
of practice, not only with Ken's prick but with several others, and the 
dedication of a wholehearted sensualist now paid off, transforming her cunt 
into an engine capable of dealing out the most exquisite kinds of 
stimulation. She wove a pattern of lusty abandon over his loins, throwing 
her ass about with grace and skill. The same motions, of course, added 
greatly to her own arousal. She now intensified that arousal by reaching 
down to plant a finger beside her swollen, darkened clitoris, jutting out 
from between the lips of her pussy and looking almost as large as the 
maroon-hued nipples adorning her big, firm breasts. She needed only a few 
strokes of her finger to release the emotions locked within her body. She 
had the capability of building her excitement up to a high peak, just short 
of the climactic stage, and then releasing it at almost any moment she 
chose. Her finger provided the trigger and set off a flurry of vaginal 
contractions that made her cunt do amazing things to the prick it held so 
tightly. 

"Let it cum!" she panted, getting a look of total, rapt concentration on her 
face. "Let it shoot out, Ken. Let me feel it shooting up my cunt! Omigod, 
drown me with cum!" 

Ken fucked himself into her cunt for several strokes and then reared up off 
their rumpled clothes, forcing his cock deep into her waiting cunt. Ann saw 
his balls jerk heavily inside their bag and heard his first exultant grunt 
of orgiastic joy. When he withdrew slightly to provide extra friction for 
the head of his spurting cock, she saw the big vein running along its base. 
The broad, fleshly channel contracted, swelled out and contracted again with 
rhythmical regularity. Ann had learned enough from Dave's exhibitions to 
know that the vein was conveying the cum from his balls to the head of his 
cock and then on into Lucy's cunt. The woman's cries and yelps of delight 
left no doubt in the girl's mind that the experience was supremely 
enjoyable. Indeed, Lucy gave every indication that she would have preferred 
for the flood to have lasted much longer. 

"Ahhh, you cum like a bull!" Lucy purred, slowing the frantic rhythm of her 
hips until she was swaying back and forth gently. "God, I love to feel you 
cum like that. It was really worth it after all, putting it off for so 
long!" 

"You can have the rest of the treat if you want," Ken told her. 

Ann's ears sharpened upon hearing that. She could not imagine what her 
father was referring to, though his tone and Lucy's answering grin of 
pleasure made it quite clear that the "treat" was just that, as far as she 
was concerned. Lucy said that she would help herself in a moment, after she 
had enjoyed the feeling of his prick for another minute or two. 

"I can still feel my own cum," she muttered. "Just a little of it, but I 
want to enjoy all of it there is!" 

After working herself back and forth for several minutes, she eased off his 
loins and pulled away from his cock. Ann's eyes widened even further upon 
seeing that. Ken's prick fell down onto his belly with a wet "splat!" that 
was clearly audible, even to her; Lucy held herself above him for a moment 
and contracted her abdominal muscles powerfully, expelling a huge, creamy 
blob of sperm from her red, moist cunt. The cum fell directly down onto the 
base of Ken's prick and washed the dark, curly hair of his groin with its 
pearly essence. 

Lucy then edged back up his body, scooting backwards on her knees. She 
stopped only when her breasts were directly over his prick. Bending forward, 
she dipped over until her right nipple sank into the furry, moist patch of 
hair surrounding his prick and balls. She rubbed back and forth for a 
moment, then moved to bring her left nipple over the same area. When she 
arose to scoot still further back, both her nipples were brightly coated 
with sperm. 

That's the stuff that dripped out of her cunt! Ann thought, excited by what 
she had seen. She actually dipped her nipples in his cum! Ohhh, what a thing 
to do! She's just out of sight! 

If that had been thrilling, then Lucy's next move was positively 
spectacular, or so Ann thought. The woman again bent forward and began 
kissing her husband's cock! The tool was still wet with orgiastic oils, the 
product of both of their passions, but Lucy seemed to find it even more 
delectable because of that. Far from shrinking away because of the tool's 
messy condition, she sucked the big, semi-stiff cock up into her mouth and 
did so with an expression of utter bliss. Ann could see her stepmother's 
face clearly and she knew that she was not wrong in interpreting the woman's 
feelings. No one could mistake the look of pure delight which spread over 
her face as she mouthed her husband's cunt-moistened prick. She sucked the 
big shaft clean, then moved down and began kissing his balls and digging her 
tongue into the mass of hair at the base of the tool. His cum, mingled with 
hers, provided her tongue and palate with a taste treat of a kind Ann would 
never have considered as being good, much less exciting. Watching Lucy, 
however, convinced her otherwise. 

"Mmmmmm, that's fine eating," Lucy murmured dreamily after she had devoured 
her husband's loins. "Man, I could go on like that all day long! That cum 
and pussy drip, they go together just like bacon and eggs!" 

Ken evidently did not share her passion for the strange mixture. Ann sensed 
from his reply-more from his tone and manner than from the actual content of 
his statement, that he was willing to allow Lucy to indulge her whim at that 
moment but that he neither understood nor shared her strange desire. She 
moved off him and sat down at his side, quite obviously ready for as much 
more sexual pleasure as he might wish, but just as obviously he had other 
things on his mind. He muttered an excuse about going off to see what had 
happened to Dave and began dressing. He ignored the wistful, crestfallen 
expression on Lucy's face and left her there, naked and sitting on a rumpled 
heap of her own clothing. 

 CHAPTER 7 

Ann waited a few minutes, giving her father plenty of time to get well away 
from the spot where he had left his wife, and then rose to her feet. She 
walked into the little open spot the couple had chosen for their exercises 
and confronted her stepmother directly. Lucy had settled back into a sitting 
position and had a somewhat glum look on her face. 

"Well? Did you see it all?" Ann asked. "Was it as good as you'd hoped it 
would be?" 

"Mmmmmm, did I ever see it!" Lucy replied, at once adopting a more cheerful 
expression. "Darling, it was simply beautiful, watching you two! And what an 
exciting sight! Ohhh, I was so thrilled by it all!" 

"That was a little tricky of you, bringing Dad along to watch too," Ann 
said. She smiled to soften the force of her words and to show that she did 
not hold Lucy's deviousness against her. "But now that it's been done, I 
suppose I don't mind too much. As long as he wasn't really angry, I mean." 

"No, he wasn't angry," Lucy told her. "He was turned on by it too. Er, how 
long have you been here?" 

"Long enough to see what you two were doing," Ann said, again smiling. "I 
got here in time to see ... well, to see you sitting over him." 

"Ah. That was the third round," Lucy said. "He was ... unusually active 
today. Perhaps it was the added excitement of watching you two. At any rate, 
he came very close to giving me all I wanted. And for that, my dear, I owe 
you a great round of thanks." 

" 'All you wanted?' You mean that sometimes he doesn't?" 

Lucy looked away and took a deep breath before answering. Obviously she was 
taking time to consider every facet of the question before replying to the 
girl. Finally she looked back and told Ann that her own sexual drive 
normally exceeded Ken's, often by a large degree. 

"That's why you saw me giving myself the hand job the other night," she 
said. "A lot of the time, he'll get his orgasm and then he'll be unable to 
continue. Lucky for me, he can usually hold it off for a long time, so 
normally he can do quite a job on me. More and more, though, it's beginning 
to look as though that won't be the case for very long." 

"And it doesn't work that way for you? I mean, you can get off once, but 
then you want it again? Is that the way it is?" 

"My dear, I've got to confess that I'm just a little greedy where that is 
concerned," Lucy admitted. "I've always been that way, ever since I first 
began enjoying myself with a man. The more of it I get, the better I like 
it-and the more of it I want. I'm just glad that I've learned how to do it 
to myself." 

"Ah, that's just as good?" Ann asked. 

"No, not in any sense! But it's a helluva lot better than nothing! To tell 
the truth, there isn't anything in the world like having a big, hard, hot 
prick shoved way up your cunt, or so I've found it. And that moment when he 
shoots his balls off, spurting all that lovely, beautiful, steaming cum into 
my cunt, ahhhh! That's just heaven, nothing else!" 

"The way you're talking about it," Ann said, giving her a sly grin, "I just 
might have to start finding out about things like that for myself! Was it 
that way for you from the very start? Have you always liked doing things 
like that with a guy?" 

Lucy was quick to tell the girl that such had not been the case at all. She 
had lost her virginity a week after her fifteenth birthday, she said, and 
the initial experience had not been a pleasant one at all. Her first lover 
had been clumsy, inexperienced and overly eager. Those three qualities, Lucy 
vowed, were enough to guarantee an unsatisfactory beginning to any girl's 
sexual life. 

"And I was scared to death of getting pregnant too," she added. "That didn't 
help any at all. Before you do anything like that, please come to me and ask 
me about contraception. You deserve to be free from that worry, at least." 

Ann continued to question her stepmother about her early sexual experiences 
and found that Lucy was quite willing to confide in her absolutely. Her 
first enjoyable experience in bed, she told the girl, had come with an older 
man, a friend of her family who was married at the time. She blushed at 
admitting the details of her adultery, though she said that the joy of 
learning every facet of lovemaking made the risk worthwhile. , "Oh, he was a 
super lover," Lucy said, smiling as she recalled the man. "He was about 
thirty. Not especially good looking, but not a dog either. Oh, did he ever 
known how to make a woman's body sing with joy! I was seventeen, ready to 
start my senior year in high school, and there was nothing we didn't do 
together!" 

Ann asked her about the time she had been watching, as Dave had worked his 
cock into a spurting engine of creamy lust, and Lucy answered that question 
as frankly and completely as she had answered all the others. She told the 
girl how Ken had finger-fucked her at first, then moved over her and slipped 
his cock into her cunt from the rear. Ann's pussy gave a decided twinge of 
delight upon hearing that. It was as though her part in their sexual play 
had the ability of making her clitoris hum and throb with renewed delight. 
Upon thinking about it more directly, she had to admit to herself that she 
was right. There was a perverse kind of joy in knowing that her parents had 
been watching her, had seen her naked body, had found her antics exciting 
enough to be provoked into fucking each other with the same kind of mad, 
frenzied abandon she had felt herself. 

"Mmmmm, it felt like heaven, having that big tool of his sliding into my 
cunt from the rear while I was watching you two!" Lucy murmured. "God, he's 
got the biggest prick I ever saw on a man! It felt like a baseball bat, 
except that no bat was ever that hot! And he was shoving it all the way 
home, too, all the way home, and I came like a little pig! After Davey had 
shot off and finished masturbating, we turned over and he got on me. I 
lifted my legs way up high so he could get every inch of his prick in me, 
and he fucked me right down to the bottom of my horny cunt! That bit when 
you came up, when I was getting over him, that was the last of it. I just 
did that to make him cum better. I can get a better grip on him with my cunt 
when I'm sitting up like that, you see, and I wanted him to feel my cunt 
with every fiber of his being!" 

"It looked as though he was feeling it," Ann said. "And that part after? I 
never really believed that girls did it to guys with their mouths. I mean, 
I'd heard girls talking at school about blow jobs but it always seemed to be 
such a far out thing ... well, it was just a surprise, that's all." 

"Oh? A lot of people think it's disgusting, using your mouth to give another 
person sexual pleasure. You know, they act as though a prick or a pussy were 
disgusting, evil, dirty or something. As you may have noticed, I don't 
happen to share that belief!" 

Ann had to admit that she had a very good point there. As she openly 
admitted, the sight of Lucy first touching her nipples to her father's 
sperm-coated prick and loins had been exciting enough, but then the way she 
had sucked up that big fucking tool and sucked it clean had been even more 
exhilarating. Even talking about the act proved to be arousing. She was 
somewhat surprised to find that her pussy had begun emitting warning signals 
of distress as she talked. That did not deter her. She felt pugnacious 
enough to risk danger and continued expressing herself with perfect freedom. 

"Hey, you're still turned on about it all!" Lucy suddenly exclaimed. "I can 
see it in your face now! Sure, you're enjoying this as much as I am!" 

"All right, what if I am?" Ann retorted. "Seeing you two fuck was out of 
sight, as far as I'm concerned, and hearing about all this has been a real 
turn on too! Sure, I can feel things happening between my legs!" 

"All right, let's work it out together!" Lucy suddenly proposed. "You know 
what I mean, Ann, and don't pretend that you don't! Sure, maybe it'll make 
it a little better for both of us if we watch each other cum! How about it, 
darling? Do you want to do it with me? We can show each other what we do, 
tell each other what we're feeling, all that good stuff!" 

The question brought home a sharp question to Ann. She had been flirting 
with exactly that proposal, as even she had to admit. But she would never 
have had the brass to make it an open suggestion. Now that Lucy had done so, 
would she be able to go ahead and carry out the deed she had been 
contemplating? 

Ann had been sneaking admiring looks at Lucy's body throughout their talk. 
The woman's big breasts, still firm and lusciously molded, bore their 
conical nipples proudly. Her trim belly swelled out into a pair of neatly 
turned hips and then flowed down in graceful curves, turning into two of the 
longest, most delectable thighs Ann had ever seen. Not at all inclined to 
play the coy maiden and cover her pussy, Lucy had sat with her legs folded 
tailor fashion and thus Ann had been able to see the deep, womanly cleft 
running below the base of her belly. Lucy's pubic hair was exceptionally 
sparse and merely accented her pubic region, rather than masking it. Her 
long scarlet cleft showed plainly. Most interesting of all, Ann decided 
after a quick peek, was the big, indecently scarlet lips hanging from that 
outer cleft. She had never seen a pussy of that type before and its 
outrageously sensual pattern intrigued her. 

"You know you'd like to watch," Lucy told her, giving her a friendly but 
warm smile. "I've caught you darting glances down at my pussy, you know, and 
I believe you'd like it even better if you could see everything, right? And 
I've got to admit that I'd enjoy watching you, too! Come on, dear, let's 
help each other out. What do you say?" 

Ann's reply came quickly enough. She stood up and shrugged out of her 
cutoffs, then pulled off her tee shirt too. She felt extremely 
self-conscious about her breasts, or lack of them, but she was aroused to 
the extent that she wanted to be absolutely naked. Nothing else would 
satisfy her at that moment and she proceeded to achieve the desired state 
without any hesitation. 

Lucy's open admiration of her body and her readiness to voice that 
admiration went a long way toward easing any twinges of self-consciousness 
Ann might have had. She understood, of course, that the girl was sensitive 
about her lack of bustline and she went out of her way to lavish praise upon 
Ann's more striking features as a way of compensating. 

"Suppose you show me your favorite way of doing it?" Lucy suggested. "Or 
would you rather I go first?" 

"No, I don't mind showing off for you," Ann said. "After all, I watched you 
the other night, so I guess it's my turn now!" 

Ann decided that since she was being so completely open and honest with her 
stepmother, that she would masturbate in the way which gave her the absolute 
maximum of sexual pleasure. like Lucy, she still felt a desire for more of 
that intimate delight and she knew that fingerfucking herself in a standing 
position would make her cunt deliver a long, powerful climax. She stood 
directly in front of her stepmother and spread her legs wide, positioning 
her feet about a yard apart. This opened up her thighs and allowed Lucy to 
look directly into the most intimate part of her body. 

"Ah, you have a lovely pussy!" Lucy murmured appreciatively. "I went through 
a phase in college, you know, where all the girls in my dorm played 
show-and-tell. We'd all gather around and show each other our pussies. We'd 
spend hours comparing them and wondering which would turn a fellow on the 
most. A lot of people might think we were a little queer but we never did 
anything with each other. Not in that way, at least. We just wanted to look, 
to see, to know what we were like down there. For a long time I was terribly 
ashamed of my pussy, but once I learned how to cum, how to get the most 
enjoyment out of it, I stopped that." 

"I never saw one like yours," Ann said, reaching down to stroke Lucy's cleft 
lightly. "You know, with the lips so big and hanging out so far and all. 
It's really something else! I've showed a few girls my pussy, but most of 
them look about like mine, I think. Carrie LeMatt, hers is a little like 
yours. She's got a buzzer that sticks out just like a little finger, but the 
lips don't show as much. She says that when she gets turned on she can't 
even bear having a pair of panties on because they rub against her clitty 
and it just makes life miserable till she can get herself under control 
again." 

"I can sympathize with her a little," Lucy agreed, watching closely as Ann's 
fingers worked the outer cleft of her pussy apart, exposing the soft, pink 
inner lips. "With big flaps like these I've got, I can really feel it when I 
start getting hot. But I don't mind. I love going around with a hot, steamy 
cunt!" 

Ann found that showing off for another person, especially one so warmly 
appreciative as her stepmother, had a definite and powerful sexual 
attraction for her. Always before, when she had touched herself in the 
presence of a friend, or even Dave, she had felt that she was doing a 
forbidden thing, engaging in some kind of naughty practice. Lucy made it 
quite clear that she did not regard her sexual organ as naughty, dirty or 
evil and this healthy attitude made it much easier for Ann to concentrate 
upon reaching a state of ecstatic, trembling pleasure. The girl also found 
that her body warmed more quickly and more thoroughly when she talked about 
sexual matters, so she continued in that vein. 

"I always like to think about something super sexy when I'm doing this," she 
said. "Like watching Dave jerk off. It really gets me going to see that cock 
of his shooting cum all over. And the expression on his face when he's 
getting off, that's just a total thrill! Gee, it's even better, though, to 
remember how it looked when you were sitting over Dad and running his prick 
up her cunt-that's a real shot! Or maybe when you were sucking him. That 
really makes my clit shake and rattle!" 

"Maybe you ought to try going down on Dave some time," Lucy suggested. She 
made the statement as much to test Ann's reaction as for any other purpose. 
She suspected that the thought might help arouse the girl to an especially 
high pitch of sexual excitement. "A randy young stud like him, he'd be able 
to shoot out so much cum that you could really get yourself a mouthful!" 

"God, I'd love to do that!" Ann gasped, feeling a white-hot flash of sexual 
heat shooting through her cunt as she heard and digested the outrageous 
thought. "I used to think it would be awful but now, after I saw the way you 
went down on Dad, I could do it, I know I could! I tasted Dave's cum today, 
you know; I rubbed it around on my tummy, where he shot it, and then I 
tasted my finger! It tasted a little odd at first, but afterwards I decided 
I really liked it! Oh, yeah, I'd love to feel him shoot a load of cum into 
my mouth!" 

The words fired her intensely sensual nature and she began caressing herself 
much more purposefully. She pressed down hard against the inner lips of her 
pussy, mashing them with her finger, and then began rubbing a forefinger 
around the mouth of her cunt. That tight little opening responded violently 
and she pressed even harder against its slick, tingling surface. 
Occasionally she brought her finger up close to her swollen, rock-like 
clitoris. But she dared not touch the organ itself. It was already painfully 
aroused and she knew that the joy would be too intense to bear if she were 
to attack it directly. 

"My God, you fuck yourself beautifully!" Lucy gasped, amazed at the ferocity 
of the girl's manipulation. "Go ahead, Ann, give yourself a cum! Make your 
cunt cum! Let me see you cum!" 

Lucy had been idly touching her own gaping, juicy slit all the while but 
now, seeing her stepdaughter caught up in the throes of a violent, 
unyielding passion, she wanted her to complete the act. Lucy also wanted to 
join her in her outburst of sensual joy and she began fingering her own cunt 
much more actively, thrusting a pair of fingers into the opening and digging 
down hard in the heated, steamy maw which enclosed them. Her cunt still held 
a measure of Ken's sperm and the thick, mucilaginous semen added to the 
slipperiness of the hot, feminine flesh. Her pussy lips, larger now that 
they had been infused with hot blood and fired with earthy lusts, throbbed 
painfully and her clitoris gave off thundering aches of utter anguish. 

One thing held back the culmination of her sexual feeling: she wanted to 
avoid a climax until Ann was able to enjoy it herself and to see every phase 
of her self-induced pleasure. Lucy had more than a slight streak of the 
exhibitionist in her makeup and she invariably received a greater thrill 
from her sexual activity if she knew that another person was watching her as 
she heaved and thrashed about under the lash of her orgiastic fury. Ann's 
climax was also interesting and thus she was able to delay the explosion 
which lurked within her womb. 

"Oooohh! Aiiieee'e!" Ann whimpered, jerking her hips to and fro as she 
fucked herself against her hands. "Annnggghhh-owww! Omigod, I'm cumming, I'm 
cumming all over! Unnggghh! It's cumming forever, I can't stop! Aggghhhhh!" 

Her cries trailed off into guttural, incoherent wails of agonized joy as her 
cunt delivered itself of every trace of sexual feeling. The waves of 
libidinous pleasure radiated outward from the tense, throbbing tunnel of her 
cunt, rocketing over her body with lightning speed and dynamic force. 
Heaving and grinding back and forth, she trembled from head to foot as the 
powerful impulses mounted to an incredible crescendo. Her adolescent nipples 
had become as hard as rocks and indeed resembled small pebbles. They too 
gave off intense feelings of sensual release, as did virtually every nerve 
in her body. A red wave of lusty fog swept through her brain, obliterating 
every sense impression except those directly related to the storm of sensual 
abandon which had taken such amazingly complete control of her youthful 
body. 

"Oooohh, I never felt it like that before," she whimpered weakly when the 
last tingle of orgasmic delight had disappeared from her loins. She 
carefully lowered herself down onto her clothing. "My God, I thought 
somebody was actually pulling my cunt right out of my body! Mmmmmm, it was 
just so fucking good!" 

"It was beautiful," Lucy told her as she swung into action on her own 
account. "I could tell that you were feeling it over all your body, Ann. I 
was so happy that it was good for you! It made me want to cum too. And 
believe me, I'm not going to waste very long in getting there myself!" 

Nor was she exaggerating or misstating the case. Lying back and drawing her 
feet up so that their soles were flat on the earth beneath her, she allowed 
her knees to fall wide so that her entire pussy lay open to view. Reaching 
between her thighs with her right hand, she began stroking the crimson slit 
running along the base of her belly. The unusually large lips had turned 
several shades darker and now seemed even larger than the first time Ann had 
seen them. They hung down like banners proclaiming the woman's state of 
extreme sexual hunger. 

Lucy pinched the big, tender lips between her fingers for a moment, pulling 
them this way and that. She needed only a little of that kind of 
stimulation. Her body had become fully charged with deep, throbbing arousal 
simply from watching young Ann fuck herself into insensibility. Accordingly, 
she quickly speared two fingers into the rim of her cunt and tucked the palm 
of her hand down against the dark, projecting tip of her clitoris. 

"I like to have something inside, she explained in a coarse, husky tone. 
"But I also like to have something going up against my clit. Both of them 
together, they're just the greatest combination in town!" 

"What do you think about when you're doing that?" Ann asked. "Anything in 
particular?" 

"Cocks!" the woman promptly said. "Big ones, lots of them, and they're all 
hard as rocks and spurting cum all over my body! It's like they were bathing 
me in cum, shooting it into every part of my body and all over me too! Ahhh, 
I love to see cocks shooting cum!" 

Lucy had originally intended avoiding the next step which, she suspected, 
might prove disgusting or repellent to Ann. But as her fingers dug deep into 
her hot, voracious cunt she found herself far more excited than she had 
thought. Once she had assayed the true extent of her arousal, she could not 
help taking that step and thus she turned slightly onto her side, keeping 
her right hand firmly locked in place in her crotch. Reaching behind with 
her left hand, she moistened the tip of her left middle finger in-her cunt 
and then jammed it into her anus. Doubly pierced, she needed only a few 
seconds in which to achieve a peak of stimulation. Ann was surprised at the 
speed with which the climax struck. 

"Ahhhh!" Lucy cried out, lurching back and forth violently and quivering 
like a plucked bowstring. "Ooooh! Cum! Fuck! Ohhh, fuck-fuck-fuck!" 

Grunting and sobbing in ecstasy, she heaved around into her hands until she 
had fucked herself through the climax, which continued for two or three 
minutes. Her cries mounted higher as the pressures in her loins generated 
incredible tensions, but the culminating pleasure was inexorable. Nothing 
could stay the march of her fleshly joy. When at last she lay back, weak and 
gasping, she had such a look of utter contentment over her face that Ann 
could not have found fault with her acts, no matter what she might have 
thought of them before seeing them worked out in practice. 

"Wow, that was really something!" Ann told her after a time. "I never saw 
anybody do it to themselves like that. In the ass, I mean. Did that really 
help? Did it make you cum better?" 

"It all helps," Lucy said. "But yes, that's good too. I've always loved it 
when a guy played with my ass-hole. And it's a yes to your next question, 
too. I also like it when a guy fucks me there. It's a very different kind of 
feeling but it's a feeling, it really is! I can cum just as well, too. But I 
can't do it very often with your father-he's just too big! Every time he 
fucks me in the ass, I'm so sore I can hardly move for a day or two 
afterward. But it's worth the discomfort, believe me!" 

 CHAPTER 8 

Ann was strangely subdued once she and Lucy had returned to the cabin. The 
momentous thrills she had experienced that day needed digesting, as did the 
new facets of sexuality she had learned from her stepmother. Lucy understood 
that need and gave the girl plenty of freedom to do as she wished. 

The Robbados arrived late that afternoon. Ann immediately decided that she 
liked them. Chuck and Linda were both about thirty and quite attractive. 
Chuck, a tall muscular man with a mop of curly black hair and devilish blue 
eyes, exuded charm and kinsliness, while Linda, a petite little blonde with 
surprisingly small breasts, conveyed a quite different air: she simply 
radiated sexuality and did so with no apparent effort. It was almost as 
though some irresistible force within her was proclaiming to the world at 
large: "I love to fuck!" 

Ellen, their daughter, combined the best features of both her parents. She 
had inherited Chuck's luxuriant black hair and her mother's svelte figure, 
though her bustline was better developed, and she also had that 
super-sensual air. Dave turned into a gaping, tongue-tied goon as soon as he 
saw her. His infatuation was instantaneous and complete. 

The Eastmans were just sitting down to dinner when the Robbados arrived and 
Lucy pressed Ann into service as an assistant cook, whipping up additional 
dishes to stretch their stew into a meal suitable for seven, rather than the 
original four for which it had been intended. After the meal, Chuck and Ken 
volunteered to clean up the kitchen area and pressed Dave into service as 
well. Linda and Lucy, who had taken a strong liking to each other, went out 
for a walk and Ann extended the same invitation to Ellen, though they took a 
different route. 

"Man, that brother of yours is a dish!" Ellen said, once they were well away 
from the house and their mothers. "And hung, too! Geez, I thought he was 
going to bust his pants open!" 

"Yeah, he seemed to be a little taken with you," Ann managed to say, though 
she was quite surprised at the girl's forwardness in stating her opinions. 
"But I can see why, though-I mean, you're awfully pretty!" 

"Why, thank you!" Ellen said with genuine humility. 

"Er, do you always look at that part of a guy?" 

"Sure, why not? Most of the time it's the most interesting part of them," 
Ellen told her new friend. "I'm a crotch watcher. I can't help it. I guess I 
got it from Mom. She's always wondering about guys that way, wondering if 
they can match Dad, you know." 

"Oh? Is he ... well hung?" 

"Mom says he's got a ten inch whang on him," Ellen said. "And I can believe 
it, too! I sneaked a look one day when they were balling in the living room 
and honest, it looked like he had a third leg he was jamming up in her ass! 
God, I can't imagine getting one that big in my cunt, much less in my 
ass-hole!" 

"I don't think Davey could match one that big," Ann said, feeling a strange 
desire to exchange even the most intimate confidences with the girl, whom 
she found to be so attractive and friendly. "But he's got a nice sized 
prick." 

"Oh, you've been sampling it yourself?" Ellen asked, but managing to do so 
without conveying any sense of surprise, shock or condemnation. "That's 
good! Gee, I wish I had a brother, somebody who'd be around all the time and 
give it to me whenever I wanted a good piece of ass! It really gets to be a 
drag, having to screw myself whenever I get turned on!" 

Ann continued to marvel at the girl's outspoken ways. Far from giving the 
impression of being "fast" or "naughty," Ellen seemed to accept sexuality as 
the most natural thing in the world and to do so without the slightest trace 
of guilt or remorse. This attitude made it much easier for Ann to continue 
questioning her and, in turn, to reveal more about her own intimate habits 
than she would ever have believed possible. 

Ellen had been in bed with three boys, Ann learned. That is to say, she had 
not actually been in a bed with two of them but nevertheless they had 
managed to do everything they would have done had they been in a bed. Ellen 
concealed nothing about those episodes, which Ann found highly interesting, 
and she talked with extreme freedom about her lovers. She described them in 
great detail, lavishing the most care on their cocks and the way they had 
used them. She had gone down on two of them and told Ann with great 
conviction that "giving head," as she put it, was one of the most exciting 
and satisfying things one could do with a member of the opposite sex. 

"When the guy can feel his nuts starting to cave in and shoot out that cum," 
she said, growing more excited as she talked, "he'll start humping into your 
mouth so fast and hard you think he's trying to drill a new throat for you! 
And then he starts shooting out the cream so fast and hard that it's just 
all you can do to swallow it without losing any of it! Oh, wow, is that ever 
a trip! And do they ever get off on a girl sucking their cocks! Sometimes I 
think I could almost get by without a cunt, so long as I could give head all 
I wanted. And getting it, too, that's always nice, especially if the guy 
knows how to eat a pussy right." 

Ann listened avidly to the girl's words and urged her to continue. In truth, 
Ellen needed very little urging, since she greatly enjoyed talking about sex 
and associated matters. She also found it highly rewarding to parade her 
greater knowledge before Ann, whose practical knowledge was far more 
limited. When Ellen asked about her own experiences, she could hardly 
believe that Ann was still a virgin. 

"Geez, if I'd had a brother like that around I wouldn't have kept my cherry 
a minute longer than I'd have had to," Ellen said. "I could really get off 
with that guy! Seriously, haven't you done anything at all with him? Never 
given him a hand job, even?" 

"No!" Ann said. "I mean, he is my brother and all. You shouldn't do things 
like that with your own relatives, should you?" 

"Why not?" Ellen asked with a matter-of-fact shrug that more than adequately 
indicated her own disdain for the traditional concept of incest. "He's a guy 
and you're a girl, so why not? All right, maybe if you had babies by him it 
might turn out to be a downer or something-but hell, who's asking you to get 
knocked up? Who knows, it might be good for both of you to work on each 
other. You know, get some practice and learn what cocks and cunts are all 
about!" 

"It ... it just seems too strange," Ann mused. 

After a moment or two, and in response to some urging from Ellen, she did 
describe the extent of her sex play with Dave. Ellen nodded in an 
understanding fashion and said that watching boys masturbate was a heady, 
thrilling experience, though one that could not begin to match the more 
advanced phases of lovemaking. Ann then described what had happened that 
morning and went on to tell the girl about going up to the clearing and 
watching her parents engaging in the final steps of their own lovemaking. 

'Yeah, that's a gas," Ellen said. "Well, I've watched Mom and Dad a lot more 
than what I said, to be honest about it. Sometimes I think maybe they're 
just asking for it, you know? I mean, they'll start balling in the living 
room when I'm listening to records in my room, or maybe they'll leave their 
bedroom door open at night, with the light on, when I haven't even gone to 
bed yet, so it sorta makes me thing they dig it, screwing with somebody 
looking on. What do you think?" 

"Hey, I don't know," Ann admitted. "But it sounds like it could be, I guess. 
I think I can dig it. This morning, when I was doing it to myself and 
watching Dave, it was a lot more exciting, knowing that Lucy was up there 
watching us. I guess that if I'd known Dad was up there and they were making 
out, I'd have been a little more turned on than ever. Or maybe a lot more." 

"Yeah, me too," Ellen agreed. "You know, this Tommy, the last guy I balled, 
we got it on in the back of his brother's van one afternoon while 
Jerry-that's the brother-and his chick were tooling around town. They'd look 
back every now and then and tell us to fuck harder or something like that 
and you know something? It felt like my ass was just melting off, I was 
getting off so good! So maybe there's something to it, this business about 
people watching. Hey, how was it when you were fingerfucking? Was it better 
with her looking at you?" 

Ann had to admit that it was, even though she felt a deep conviction that 
Ellen would then suggest that they try it themselves. She was not wrong. 
Before they had gone ten more paces the girl turned to her and proposed that 
they watch each other masturbate. Ann's pussy, fiercely aroused by the 
intimate talk, had become a mass of love-slick, lust-heated flesh ,and 
dictated an affirmative answer to the girl's proposal. They looked about, 
found a suitable spot and quickly doffed their clothing. 

Ellen's body proved to be even more spectacular once she was totally naked. 
Her breasts were especially notable, medium sized and firm as young apples. 
They tapered out in lush ivory lines to a huge brown areole, topped by 
cherry-red nipples that were shaped exactly like little cones. The rest of 
her body was comparable and her pubic hair, black as night, curled 
luxuriantly at the base of her belly. She proved to be quite as forward in 
displaying her pussy as in talking about the uses to which she had put it. 
Ann found that the neatly shaped little cleft opened up to disclose a lovely 
pair of inner lips, larger than her own, but with a tiny little clitoris. 
Its lack of size did not mean that it suffered from any paucity of feeling, 
Ellen said, and she proceeded to prove it by running the tip of her right 
forefinger along the lips for a moment or two. The deep, fleshy groove 
already glistened wetly in the late afternoon sunlight. Her excitement had 
resulted in such an overflow of passionate oils that the tops of her thighs, 
as well as the lips of her pussy, were nicely coated with clear, glistening 
lubricant. A thin trickle of the heady juice even ran down between the 
cheeks of her ass. The puckered eye of her anus was already lubricated, Ann 
noticed, and seemed to invite someone's attention. 

Ellen contented herself, though, with a few light finger strokes delivered 
to the area around her clitoris. Gently pulling at the skin around that 
sensitive little knob and rubbing its sides cautiously, she quickly 
delivered herself of a long, shuddering climax that was all the more 
remarkable for the speed with which it arrived. Even though she provoked the 
climactic surge with dramatic quickness, she groaned and wheezed piteously, 
leaving no doubt in Ann's mind that she was cumming with a great deal of 
thoroughness. 

"You sure don't waste any time in getting off!" Ann marveled. "I have to 
work at it a lot harder, not that I mind the work or anything like that!" 

"Usually it takes me a while longer to get a cum," Ellen admitted. "But I 
was just sort of super horny this afternoon. I mean, seeing your brother and 
all, and then talking about all this stuff, it really got me into a state!" 

Ann readily exhibited her own orgasmic talents, holding nothing back. She 
had been watching Ellen closely and had found that her gaze more and more 
strayed down to the girl's ass-hole. She had become much more aware of that 
part of her own anatomy ever since Lucy's remarks about being fucked in the 
ass, and since seeing the way she utilized both the orifices between her 
legs, and the result of that awareness was a curiosity about her own anal 
responses. She had inadvertently touched her ass-hole a few times when 
highly excited and well remembered the unusual sensation the touch had set 
off in her body. She had never felt free to investigate those responses 
further until Lucy's example and words had put the idea into her head. 

Ann initiated herself into the bizarre but strangely thrilling world of anal 
sexuality. She began in the usual manner, standing up and using her hand to 
stimulate the lips of her pussy, the mouth of her cunt and her clitoris. But 
the idea of inserting a finger into her ass-hole became stronger as the 
lusty fervor within her body mounted higher. After a moment or two she 
reached behind her hips with her left hand, moistened a finger in the rim of 
her cunt-which was of course churning out slippery cunt drip at a furious 
pace-and then gently poked the well-oiled finger into her own ass-hole. 

"Agghhh!" she grunted, startled by the vehemence of the resulting sensation. 
The tiny, taut little opening had become enormously more sensitive as the 
rest of her body had warmed up and now she felt a perfect flood of erotic 
delight spreading out from the strongly held finger penetrating her ass. 
"Oooohh, I can feel the cum; it's all over me! Uggghhh! I'm fucking myself 
right out of my mind! Mmmmmm!" 

Her own climax struck with unsuspected force and a rapidity that amazed her. 
She had been expecting the usual long, suspenseful buildup of tension and 
emotion within her young body, but instead she felt her womb and cunt being 
quickly tied into a knot of quivering, trembling anticipation. She worked 
the finger deeper into her ass and fucked it back and forth gently. That, 
together with the more strenuous activity of her right hand on her pussy and 
clitoris, was all she needed to release a tremendous storm of sensual 
frenzy. The climactic cataclysm rocked through her loins again and again, 
becoming stronger with every surge, and she cried out piteously as her flesh 
throbbed with agonizing splendor. 

Ann tottered about weakly for a few moments and had to seat herself on her 
discarded clothes before her head would stop spinning. Ellen looked at her 
with a new respect. Anyone who could cum with the terrible intensity Ann had 
displayed had automatically earned a place of high respect in her eyes. The 
artful stimulation of her ass-hole had also given her a higher standing in 
Ellen's estimation, since that was a novelty and Ellen could not but feel a 
sort of respect for anyone who had explored an area of sexuality which she 
had not learned about. 

"Wow, that was a cum and a half!" Ellen whispered. "I never saw anybody get 
off like that! I thought you were going to flip out, no lie!" 

"I don't think I ever felt it that strongly either," Ann admitted. "Mmmmmm, 
it's just so much better, doing it while somebody's watching! And you know 
something? I think maybe I get off a lot stronger when it's a girl watching 
me! I'll swear, I never had a cum like that when I was showing off for 
Davey!" 

"Yeah, I can dig it," Ellen told her. "It's like you just know that a girl 
appreciates it more, that she really understands what you're doing. A guy, 
he just wants to stand there and gape at your cunt, sometimes, or maybe he's 
really thinking about how he'd a lot rather fuck you than watch you beat 
off. Something like that, I guess." 

"Wow, do you think it's a little gay?" Ann asked, struck by a passing 
thought that now bore home with a new force. "I mean, the way I get off 
better when I'm showing off to another girl? I maybe I'm a queer!" 

"I don't think so," Ellen told her. "I mean, I get off better when I do it 
for another girl myself. But I really dig guys most of all. Hell, I tried 
making it with a girl a couple of times and let me tell you, Ann, it just 
doesn't begin to compare with what a guy can do! There's nothing on earth 
like having that big, hard cock shoved all the way up your cunt!" 

"But doesn't it hurt? At least, for the first time or two? I mean, they're 
so big and all! And besides I've got this ... well, my cherry, you know. It 
doesn't block the passage but it's there and I'm afraid it would kill me, 
letting a guy shove his prick in there. Hell, there are times when I can 
hardly stand to get a tampon in!" 

Ellen could not give her much comfort there, since she had not had a hymen, 
or at least had never noticed one's presence before her first bout of sexual 
intercourse. She was able to assure Ann that even a semi-skilled lover could 
take enough care to avoid hurting his partner. The natural lubricants 
supplied by a girl's sexual arousal were plenty efficient and greatly 
facilitated the introduction of a big, stiff prick into even the tightest 
cunt. 

"All those guys I balled, they all said I had the tightest cunt they'd ever 
felt," Ellen said, "and they ought to know what they were talking about, 
since they're the biggest studs in school. And hung? They've got more cock 
than any girl could ever use! But it never hurt me. I just felt this 
incredible fullness when they were sliding it into my cunt! No, I don't 
think you'd have to worry about that. And besides, it looks like you've been 
diddling yourself long enough that you could get the guy started in without 
any trouble, which is a lot more than half the battle. Once the guy gets 
even the head of his cock in your cunt you just can't back out, no matter 
what! It's like you'd do anything, or endure anything, just to get the rest 
of it rammed into that hole! So I don't think you've got a thing in the 
world to worry about, really I don't!" 

"I hope not," Ann replied. "You know, it helps a lot, being able to talk to 
somebody about my own age and find out about things like that. Lucy, she 
helps a lot, but it's not quite the same as finding out about it all from 
somebody who's about your age." 

"Why don't you think about getting it on with Dave?" Ellen proposed. "No, 
I'm serious! I bet he'd be a great lay, with all that cock he's got!" 

Ann protested feebly but found that Ellen easily answered every argument she 
could throw up. 

When she tried to put in the final, most telling barrier of all, the danger 
of pregnancy, Ellen laughed and promised that this was no problem at all. 

"I've got a tube of vaginal foam in my bag," the girl said. "It's sure fire 
stuff. And besides, Dad always carried a bunch of rubbers in the car, so we 
could put one of those over Dave's cock. Between the foam and the rubber, 
you'd be as safe as if you were fucking your finger! Come on, Ann, what do 
you say? Won't you give it a try? I promise you, I'm sure going to try 
getting that big piece of fucking meat in my own cunt! That is, if you don't 
mind, I mean!" 

Ann protested her total lack of concern in the matter, though she did feel a 
momentary flesh of envy-or jealousy, she could not be sure-at the thought of 
Ellen and Dave locked in a tight, passionate embrace. Ellen's scandalous 
proposal was already working deep in her mind, though she tried hard to tell 
herself that she could never face up to having any kind of intimate sexual 
experience with her own brother. She was already aware of a doubt, though, 
and she wondered how she would be able to back out gracefully if Dave were 
suddenly to take a desire to put his prick into her cunt. 

"They'll probably do something tomorrow to get all three of us out of the 
cabin," Ellen said. "If I know Mom and Dad, they're going to want to spend 
most of tomorrow in fucking and they won't want us around. I've got a 
feeling that you're going to get to see Davey getting his nuts off 
tomorrow-and this time he won't be shooting his load down onto the ground!" 

 CHAPTER 9 

Ellen had misjudged her parents' intentions slightly. Instead of waiting 
until the next day to indulge their appetite for each other, as she had 
expected, the found an unexpected rush of sexual desire that very evening. 
It was late, nearing midnight, and the children had long ago retired to 
their sleeping cubicles. The Robbados had spread sleeping bags and pads in 
the big central room of their cabin, which they shared with the Eastmans. 
Ellen and Ann had taken over the larger room and Dave had another to 
himself. 

Linda had initiated the activities by reaching over to her husband's loins 
and finding his mammoth cock, already bone-hard and as hot as it had ever 
been. She had intended teasing him into an erection and then gently turning 
over, enabling him to slip the big rod into her cunt from the rear, but the 
warmth and rigidity of his cock made the preliminary phases superfluous. 
Linda was abundantly aroused-their late evening talk with Ken and Lucy had 
been risque and had resulted in her cunt becoming infused with lustful 
hungers-and she accordingly turned over to present her husband with her 
trim, tight little buttocks. 

Chuck knew her tastes well, of course, and was entirely ready to comply with 
her unstated desire. He eased over onto his side and slipped the head of his 
prick between her buttocks, sliding the thick rod into that crevice which 
was already slippery and moist. Her cunt had been generating a steady flow 
of warm, moist oils and the way lay open for his cock. Linda choked off a 
little gasp of delight upon feeling the incredibly broad tip of his prick 
nestling against the lips of her pussy, but she could not prevent her hips 
from grinding about slowly, rubbing the big tool against her highly excited 
flesh. 

Linda lay there for a few moments, enjoying the teasing game she had 
initiated, and then reached down to place her fingers over her husband's 
cock. She pressed the spongy head against the lips of her pussy, softly at 
first and then more strongly. She rocked back and forth quietly and rubbed 
the sensual shaft against every portion of her pussy. Chuck aided her work 
by thrusting back and forth with his hips and the-likeness of the motion to 
that which they would employ when they began fucking in earnest had an 
inevitable effect on her. 

"My God, I can't wait to get it in me!" she whispered, turning her face to 
speak into his ear and interspersing her words with tiny darts of her 
tongue. "Are they asleep, do you think? Or should we just go ahead anyway?" 

"I can't hear them," he murmured softly. "Let's wait another little bit and 
then get to it, huh? Yeah, I'm hot to get my cock in you too!" 

Little did they know it, but Ken and Lucy were engaged in almost the same 
kind of exercise, though in a somewhat different way. Their zipped-together 
sleeping bags were placed perhaps ten feet away from those of the Eastmans. 
Enough moonlight filtered in through the windows to give the room a good bit 
of light. Each couple could see the other. But only as a dark, shadowy lump. 

Ken had begun their play, though he discovered that Lucy was more than ready 
for him. He had reached out to touch the tip of a finger to her pussy and 
had found that the big, protruding lips were already coated with hot, wet 
oil. The way she had turned to him, reaching down to keep his hand in place, 
and had began rubbing her pussy against his finger had told him that she was 
every bit as eager for sexual activity as he was. His finger had not 
contented her for long, however, and she had soon reached down to take his 
cock-hard and hot with passionate arousal-and guide it into the crevice 
where his finger had been. She gave a soft little moan of joy upon feeling 
the tool against her pussy and had lurched toward him eagerly. 

"How much longer are we going to try pretending that everybody's asleep?" 

Lucy stiffened abruptly and drew in a quick breath upon hearing the voice. 
Chuck, who had framed the question, asked it in a conversational tone of 
voice that carried over to the Eastmans perfectly. He had caught Lucy's 
little gasp of delight upon feeling her husband's cock against her clitoris 
and had drawn the correct deduction from that inadvertent sound. 

"Omigod, are you two going at it too?" Lucy asked when her heart had stopped 
racing so wildly. "And thinking that we were asleep?" 

"You know it!" Linda answered, throwing off the top of the sleeping bag she 
was sharing with Chuck. "What the hell, I guess it won't hurt anything if we 
let it all hang out, will it? I mean, it's not as though we had never seen 
another couple fucking before, is it? Or made it while somebody else was 
watching either! What the fuck, let's just let it all hang out, what do you 
say?" 

Lucy needed very little thought in order to arrive at an answer to those 
questions. She had indeed attended parties where couples made no effort at 
hiding their sexual play and had generally found that it was more exciting 
to do her lovemaking while others were engaged in the same incomparable act. 
Ken's experience in that line had been somewhat more limited, but he was far 
from a novice. He too found the suggestion a good one. 

"All right, there's no sense in pretending," he agreed. "I wasn't looking 
forward to a secret fuck anyway!" 

They too threw off the cover of their mutual sleeping bag and luxuriated in 
the new freedom Chuck's question had brought about. Both couples looked at 
each other before turning to their partners. Lucy looked first at Chuck's 
cock and she felt a sudden thrill of new interest upon seeing the size and 
shape of his tool. Even though the darkness obscured his prick's finer 
features, she could see enough to tell that he was formidably equipped for 
fucking and that sight made her cunt quiver with renewed eagerness. She then 
looked at Linda and saw that the woman's body was indeed superbly shaped. 
Her breasts were a little too small to be as spectacular as the rest of her 
shape but they were by no means negligible. 

Linda pressed Chuck down onto his back and mounted him, swinging her slight 
body above him with practiced ease and reaching down to seat the head of his 
cock in her cunt's gaping, moist mouth with the same motion. She gave a 
little cry of anguished joy as the huge girth of his prick spread the 
opening wide, dilating her cunt in a way that made every nerve in her body 
cry with delight. Chuck lay very still, since he knew that penetrating his 
tight-cunted wife was more difficult when she was above him. He was quite 
content to give her the initiative and to allow her to proceed with their 
coupling at her own speed. Later, once the muscles surrounding her cunt had' 
become stretched and accustomed to the girth of his cock, he would begin 
fucking her slowly and gradually progress to that hard, furious thrusting 
which served her so well in the later stages of their lovemaking. 

Lucy preferred having Ken above her, though she altered her position just 
enough to be able to look over at their friends while gathering her husband 
closer to her. She opened her pussy's hot, tingling lips with her fingers 
and held them wide while guiding his prick between them with her free hand 
before allowing him to shove the head of his cock into the mouth of her cunt 
she took the time to tease herself a bit more and rubbed the mushroom-shaped 
tip along the hot, juicy furrow. That exercise added immeasurably to her 
arousal, especially when she rubbed the head of his prick over her clitoris. 
That form of stimulation had a much stronger effect than did the application 
of a finger or even of a tongue and she accordingly began wanting him all 
the more strongly. 

"God, I just hope we don't wake up the children," Linda muttered as she 
started weaving her hips about and devouring Chuck's cock with her cunt. 
"The way I feel now, I just might lift the roof off when I feel this 
big-dicked stud start shooting cum up my hole!" 

"It's too late to worry about things like that," Lucy replied, fitting her 
heels into the hollows behind Ken's knees and pressing the head of his cock 
against her pussy with more force than ever. "God, once I've gotten this far 
I just couldn't stop. I've got to have it the rest of the way!" 

Gradually she changed her approach, working his prick into her cunt a 
fraction of an inch at a time. She wanted to feel all that cunt-tingling 
tool sliding into her body at once, but she held back, wanting to tantalize 
herself with it and thereby to increase the intensity of her response. like 
Linda, she had become highly charged with sexual feeling during the evening, 
though a considerable amount of her arousal had come from contemplating 
Chuck. His tight trousers had displayed his prick and balls well, making it 
abundantly clear that he had a considerable amount of equipment, and the 
sight had affected her powerfully. 

"Oooohh!" she groaned when she felt the broad, flaring rim of Ken's big cock 
slide into the tightly stretched mouth of her cunt. "Mmmmmm, it feels like 
it's red hot! Ooohhh, Ken, I'm so hot, so fucking hot! I don't want to do 
anything but fuck and cum all night long!" 

Lucy knew very well that Chuck and Linda were watching her and listening to 
her as she received the fullness of her husband's big, stiff prick. That 
knowledge made her cunt hum with a special kind of feeling. She also knew 
that Linda was receiving exactly the same treatment from Chuck, that his 
enormous cock was spreading her cunt wide and forming it into a perfect 
oval. That knowledge also made her own flesh tingle and throb in a way that 
she had seldom experienced. 

"Oooohh, it's so big!" she whimpered, writhing about as he slowly fed his 
cock into her cunt, working the hard, hot tool into her cunt inch by inch. 
"Mmmmmm, so fucking big! Ohhh, Ken, you're tearing my cunt apart! You're 
ripping me in two! Ahhh, darling, I can't wait to feel your cum shooting 
out! Ohhh, God, fuck me hard and then let me suck you off! I want to feel 
you doing everything to me tonight!" 

Ken found it very difficult to restrain himself, despite the unusual degree 
of control he had achieved over his orgasmic response. Seldom had he found 
Lucy to be so animated, so ready for his prick. He could not recall a time 
when her cunt had ever been tighter or had been quite as hot and wet as it 
now was. She fucked back at him with slow, ultra-sensual hip movements, 
grinding her ass about on the pad beneath the sleeping bag, and gripped him 
with her long, well-muscled thighs. Squeezing those beautifully turned limbs 
together, she forced him part way out of her cunt and dipped her hips 
downward at the same time. This abrupt shift necessarily forced her rigid, 
tingling clitoris against the shaft of his cock; it felt as though a bar of 
white hot steel, fresh from the furnace, had suddenly been held against her 
clitoris. 

"Unnggghhh!" she groaned, lurching against him and relaxing her grio so that 
he could thrust deeper into the heart of her eagerly opened cunt. 
"Annggghhh-owwwJ Ohhh, fuck! Fuck me right down to the bottom! Mmmmmm, 
you're fucking my heart out! Don't stop fucking now. You're going to make me 
cum all over!" 

Ken had little choice in the matter. Pinned between Lucy's strategically 
poised thighs and captured by their strong grip, he had lost most of his 
leverage and thus had been turned into a kind of helpless fucking machine. 
Lucy used him for exactly that purpose and fucked her way into a long, 
trembling, groaning climax. Due to the highly aroused state of her cunt, she 
needed very little time in which to arrive at that frenzied state. She knew 
exactly how to hold his body so as to deliver the most telling strokes to 
her tortured pussy and clitoris and she did not hesitate to take the fullest 
possible advantage of the fact. She pulled her hips down twice more, each 
time scraping the agonizingly tender nub of her clitoris along the rigid 
shaft of his cock, and then felt a volcanic eruption burst deep inside her 
cunt. 

"Owwww! Aiiieeee!" she howled, jerking about wildly as the storm burst and 
released a perfect flood of climactic fervor. "Unngghhhh! You're killing me, 
you're killing me with your cock! Oooohh, don't stop, Ken, don't stop 
fucking, make me cum all over! Mmmmmm, I want to feel it fucking me right 
down to the bottom of my cunt!" 

She relaxed her grip enough for him to sheathe the entirety of his massive 
prick and he surged into the valley of her thighs, ramming all his meat home 
with one vicious, brutally penetrating lunge. She gurgled out another 
frantic moan of incoherent ecstasy upon feeling the head of the big rod 
nudge against her cervix and then pry open the mouth of her womb. That 
unusual sensation, so deliciously pleasing as to be almost painful, pushed 
her over the top of her orgasmic fury and into a cloudland of lustful bliss. 

Ken almost decided to go ahead and give her a few more of those long, deeply 
penetrating thrusts, but then backed out. He knew that he would be able to 
release his cum at virtually any moment now. The frantic, abandoned way in 
which she had welcomed his prick in her cunt had brought him quite near the 
point of no return and he would have required only a little of that 
delicious, cunty friction in order to blast off a terrific spurt of steaming 
sperm. He held back, though, and later was extremely glad to have done so. 

Linda and Chuck had slowed their own fucking activity down to a bare minimum 
once they heard their friends plunging into the deep waters of sexual 
excess. Linda especially devoted her attention to their lovemaking. She had 
wondered about Lucy's passion and wanted to see if the woman was really as 
sensual as she had seemed. The way in which Lucy expressed herself and the 
ferocity of her moaning cries of delight as the climactic surge pulsed 
through her loins left little doubt of that fact, Linda decided. 

"God, he's tearing her cunt out!" Linda murmured softly to her husband. 
"Listen to them, darling, they're fucking each other to death!" 

"Didn't I tell you that Ken was a cocksman?" Chuck said. "Honey, when we 
were in college together he was fucking everything that walked and they all 
loved it! He can really get it on!" 

"Yes, but I know somebody else who can do it too," Linda replied, giving her 
cunt a little squeeze with her abdominal muscles. She had trained them to 
such a degree that she could force her cunt to nip and bite at a man with 
surprising force. She regularly exercised that portion of her body, using a 
finger in her cunt to test the degree of her power. "Mmmmm, that cock feels 
so good in there! Really, I don't know if I can wait till they make it or 
not! I feel like I could cum forever!" 

"You'll be able to hold off," he told her, knowing all too well her 
fascination with other people's lovemaking. "And once they get off, then 
your cunt'll tighten up and you'll really feel my cock!" 

Linda had no doubt of that, though she was already supremely aware of the 
huge-rod's presence in her cunt. She had always been especially fond of men 
with large pricks and Chuck's superlative dimensions, as well as his many 
other sterling qualities, had endeared him to her from the very start. She 
had never seen a man with a larger cock and she had found only few who knew 
better how to use whatever nature had endowed them with. Rigid and thick 
with lustful life, the long tool bored up into her waiting cunt and filled 
her with that special kind of warmth that pleased her better than anything 
else on earth. 

"If I feel it any better than I'm feeling it right now," she hissed, "then 
we might as well go wake up the children right now and invite them to watch! 
I know I'd never be able to stop screaming!" 

Linda began writhing about with soft, barely perceptible motions as Ken and 
Lucy fucked their way toward the foregone conclusion. Lucy's whimpering 
cries of ecstatic delight had a powerfully erotic effect on both of them, 
forcing them into an earlier resumption of their fucking activity than they 
had originally intended. Linda naturally imagined herself to be on the 
receiving end of Ken's bull-like thrusts. Her imagination always worked 
overtime when she was engaged in any kind of sexual activity and she found 
it especially exciting to imagine herself being fucked by other men. Chuck 
knew this-they kept nothing back from each other-and to a degree shared her 
fondness for fantasy, though his own mind conjured up rather different 
pictures for his erotic joy. He tended more often to see a second woman 
joining him in the Promethean task of soothing the hungers working within 
Linda's insatiable cunt. He especially fancied the notion of a bisexual 
woman collaborating with him in order to bring his wife to a long, 
resounding climax. 

"What if he were shoving that cock of his up your ass-hole?" he whispered 
into Linda's ear. He knew that this suggestion would provoke a powerful 
flood of erotic sensations in her body and advanced the idea precisely for 
that reason. "Or maybe if she were to ask you to come over there and lick 
his cum out of her cunt, once he's shot his nuts off?" 

Chuck got his reward in the form of a series of violent tremors coursing 
through his wife's lovely little body. She shivered uncontrollably at 
hearing those lewd suggestions, which sparked off powerful physical 
reactions, and she began working her cunt farther down upon the uplifted 
pole connecting their loins. Already blessed with an abnormally tight cunt, 
Linda had capitalized upon nature's generosity with a carefully chosen 
exercise program which she followed with great faithfulness. Those two 
factors thus made her flesh all the more resilient, though a cock the size 
of Chuck's would have found virtually any cunt to be tight. As it was, he 
could feel her flesh closing around him like a vise and he laid back to 
enjoy the sensations to the utmost. 

Linda's breath became shorter and soon she was almost gasping as she worked 
her hips back and forth upon his body. She found an additional source of 
erotic stimulation when Lucy forced Ken onto his back and mounted him, 
reversing herself to bring her mouth down upon his prick. She could see the 
woman sucking her husband and that sight lent the final dose of electricity 
to her own fucking action. For a moment, Linda regretted that she had chosen 
to take Chuck's prick in her cunt, since she too loved the feel of a prick 
in her mouth, just as she savored the biting taste of cum and the incredible 
joy of feeling it spurt over her tongue. But then she felt the head of his 
cock spearing even deeper and knew that she had chosen right. Given the 
absurdly aroused nature of her pussy and cunt, she could not have taken him 
anywhere but where she had taken him, she decided. 

"Mmmmmm, I can't last long!" she muttered, her hips accelerating the tempo 
and forcing her cunt far down upon the shaft of his prick. "God, I'm so 
turned on I don't know what's happening!" 

Chuck happened to share that sentiment. He too had been watching the other 
couple and the eager way in which Lucy had turned about in order to bring 
her mouth to bear upon Ken's prick excited him. Accordingly, he began 
flexing his hips and moving his ass in time with Linda's sensual rhythm, 
fucking into her cunt with easy strokes and caressing her tight little 
breasts with his hands. Within a very short time she felt a warning tremor 
run through her cunt and then turn into a voluptuous torrent of throbs. The 
climax quickly became a veritable tornado of lusty pleasure and she 
dissolved into a whimpering, quivering limp of frenzied flesh. Chuck surged 
into her swiftly and soon felt his balls give off their own preliminary 
signal. He heightened the first spurt of hot cum by giving her an especially 
brutal thrust. When the first jet of cum burst into her cunt, he was driving 
his cock deep and he did not stop until he had fully seated the big tool. 
Linda ground her clitoris and the lips of her pussy into the mass of black 
fur surrounding the base of his prick, shuddering and moaning with abandon 
as she did so. 

Lucy, quite as eager, found that her tongue was performing miraculous feats 
of sexual stimulation. She was alert enough to catch the frantic sounds of 
lusty delight emanating from the couple nearby and those noises, as unique 
as they were stimulating, lent an added violence to her oral caresses. She 
forced the head of Ken's cock deep into her throat and sent her tongue 
slithering along the shaft, sucking violently all the while. When she sensed 
that she had brought him very close to eruption, she pulled back so that she 
could devote her tongue to the most sensitive part of his cock, the flaring 
head. She worked her hot tongue along the deep groove between the head and 
shaft, then scored the broad rim. She had devoted herself to learning Ken's 
prick with all the familiarity she could muster and now utilized every bit 
of that knowledge, seeking to bring him off with as much pleasure as she 
could generate in his loins. 

"Oooohhh!" he groaned when his prick began jerking and throbbing, every 
pulsation sending another charge of steaming cum shooting up through the big 
tool. "Unngghhh! God, you're sucking me to death!" 

His cum spurted into Lucy's waiting, hotly receptive mouth with as much 
power as she had ever felt. Her cunt throbbed in time with the jerks of his 
cock. His climax set off an answering echo of orgiastic feeling in her own 
flesh, even though he was not touching her pussy. She swallowed eagerly and 
the salty flavor of his sperm inflamed her brain with a hotly sensual fever 
that gave the final dash of excitement to the act. Lucy swallowed strongly 
and quickly lest any of his cum escape her lips. She wanted to drink every 
drop of the discharge and to suck him until there was not a shred of feeling 
left in his cock. She did just that and when she finally released his prick 
it fell back to his belly, a weak and limp thing that was of no use to her 
whatever. 

"Well, whatever you could say about that," Linda said a few moments later, 
when they were again all stretched out on their sleeping bags and breathing 
at something more like a normal pace, "it was a fine way to start a 
vacation!" 

 CHAPTER 10 

Despite the ferocity with which the Eastmans and Robbados fucked each other 
that night, giving vent to their emotions with considerably more noise than 
they would really have liked, their children did not awaken. Perhaps it was 
the chill mountain air-the cabin stood at an elevation near six thousand 
feet, Chuck later said-or perhaps they were simply extra tired. At any rate, 
neither Dave, Ellen nor Ann stirred once they had fallen asleep and none of 
them knew anything about the abandoned acts being performed in the central 
room of the cabin. 

Ann awoke first the next morning. She had never slept in the same bed with 
anyone before. The few girls she had visited, or who had stayed with her, 
had used the top half of her double bunk bed and she was acutely aware of 
Ellen's presence next to her in the large bed. Ellen had slept naked, but 
Ann wore a pair of panties and one of Dave's discarded shirts. She would 
have liked to pull back the blankets that covered them and feast her eyes on 
Ellen's superbly formed body, but the chill of the morning forbade that. She 
contented herself with thinking about the girl's nude form and found herself 
growing more aroused by the moment. 

After a time the pressure had become too great and her hand crept down to 
her loins, slipping into her panties and finding the moist, warm cleft which 
could be so amazingly sensitive and full of incredible joy. Working quietly 
and with a sly skill developed by masturbating in odd places of her own home 
with her parents nearby, Ann managed to bring her pussy to a state of 
hungry, throbbing animation and then to finish the job with dispatch. She 
stiffened her body and clutched hungrily at her pussy as the orgasmic fury 
swept through her cunt, then slowly ebbed away and left her feeling weak and 
listless. 

"You're a foxy little chick," she heard Ellen whisper. "Working yourself off 
like that the first thing in the morning!" 

"My God! I thought you were still asleep!" Ann exclaimed. 

"I was," Ellen replied, "but my pussy woke me up. I guess it was picking up 
on the vibrations from your cunt. Anyway, I woke up a minute or two ago, 
just as horny as hell. Mmmmm, I'm going to have myself a little cum too, if 
you don't mind. Want to watch?" 

Ann turned onto her side and looked into Ellen's dark eyes. The blankets 
were still pulled up high, preventing her from seeing what the girl was 
doing, but she could see the fires of sexual arousal burning inside. Ellen's 
eyes left no doubt that she was indeed fully aroused. Her face had an 
incredibly sweet expression, made all the more enticing by the tousled state 
of her hair. For a moment, Ann felt that she would have to lean over and 
kiss the girl's lips. She managed to avoid that, but she devoted herself 
entirely to vicariously enjoying Ellen's orgasm. The girl quickly 
finger-fucked herself into a state of fluttering delight. Her eyes rolled up 
into her head at the moment of supreme ecstasy and a few whimpering little 
noises of sensual bliss escaped from her lips. After the tremors had died 
away inside her cunt, she brought her right hand up to her lips and popped 
the fingers into her mouth. Ann noticed that they were bright and wet with 
cunty oils. 

"God, I love to taste my cunt after I've fucked myself silly!" Ellen said, 
giggling in a girlish fashion that Ann found quite engaging. "I guess I just 
love anything that has to do with fucking or sucking, though. Or cumming, 
for that matter. It's all so good I can't believe it, even yet!" 

They soon left their bed and dressed. Stealing out into the central room, 
they saw their parents still sleeping soundly. Ann regretted that they had 
pulled up their sleeping bags, since she would have enjoyed catching a 
glimpse of their naked bodies, especially of the men's cocks, but they crept 
back to the kitchen area, where they had themselves a quick breakfast. 

"You don't have to guess about what I'd like to do this morning," Ellen 
murmured when they had finished. 

"Dave," Ann said, drawing a conspiratorial nod from the girl. "All right, 
I'm sure he'll be as hot for you as you are for him. Why don't you go wake 
him up? There are lots of good spots around where you can have all the 
privacy you want. No one will ever find you." 

"Oh, you'll have to come along too," Ellen responded. "Man, I'd love to get 
you in the act too! What a trip that'd be, getting his cock up my cunt and 
watching you finger-fuck at the same time! Mmmmmm, you've got to be there, 
Ann. That'll make it better than ever!" 

Although Ann felt that she would be intruding, that a couple's lovemaking 
should be private, she also felt an irresistible urge to accept Ellen's 
suggestion. She desperately wanted to be there, to watch every detail of 
their fucking. Despite her strong doubts, she found herself nodding her 
agreement. They crept into Dave's sleeping cubicle, woke him and told him to 
meet them outside as soon as possible. 

Ellen searched through her bag and brought out her tube of vaginal foam, 
together with the applicator tube, before they left the cabin. She also 
opened her father's pickup and brought three foil-wrapped rubbers out of the 
glove compartment. One could not have too much protection, she said as she 
pocketed the items, and then they went around to the back of the cabin to 
wait for Dave. 

He emerged shortly afterward and they set off. He did not know what the 
girls had planned for him, naturally, but he would have done almost anything 
in order to have been around Ellen that day. The girl had preyed upon his 
mind during the night, infesting his dreams, and just before sunrise he had 
waked up to find his cock spurting out a perfect flood of cum. He had been 
dreaming that she was lying over him, rubbing those marvelous-looking little 
breasts of hers over the head and shaft of his prick. He could still 
remember the incredible reality of that dream; it had almost been as though 
he were really feeling her hot little nipples, dark and stiff with 
passionate desire, scraping against the head of his cock. 

"Ann said that you two have been playing some fun games with each other," 
Ellen said after a brisk half hour's walk, when they paused to re-orient 
themselves and catch their breath. "Sounds like it'd be a lot of fun!" 

Dave looked at Ann and blushed violently. He was not certain of Ellen's 
meaning, though her tone and manner had certainly been suggestive enough to 
set off a chain of confused reactions in his mind. 

"She knows," Ann said, smiling at his stalled reaction. "I told her about 
the way you'd Jerk off and watch me do it to myself. She thinks it's great!" 

"Huh?" he asked, unable to believe his ears. 

"I think it's just great when people can do things like that together," 
Ellen said. "A lot of brothers and sisters, they can't even stay in the same 
room together, so if you two can get along that well, I think it's just too 
much! And besides, I'd sorta like to watch too-I think it'd be a real 
blast!" 

"I thought maybe we'd go up to that spot we used yesterday," Ann added. "We 
could be all to ourselves there and it'd really be a lot of fun." 

Dave could not conceal his delight at the suggestion. He turned and led the 
way, walking at a much faster clip. Ellen had been quick to notice the 
formidable bulge which had instantly appeared in the front of his cutoff 
jeans when she had said her piece. The sight of his lust-stiffened cock had 
confirmed her desire to have that big tool in every conceivable way. She and 
Ann trailed along behind and soon they arrived at the clearing. 

"There's no point to standing around and looking," Ellen said, reaching up 
to unfasten the skimpy little halter top which concealed her breasts, though 
at the same time it emphasized their delicious curves and fullness. "We 
might as well strip down and get to it, huh?" 

Dave gaped for a moment and then quickly pulled off his tee shirt and cutoff 
jeans, kicking away his sneakers at the same time. He was a little 
selfconscious about displaying his throbbing erection to both of the girls, 
but he soon lost that. Before long he was acting as though total nudity was 
the most natural state in the world. Ellen surveyed him with open and frank 
interest. Clearly she was impressed by his cock, which happened to be as 
large as any she had ever had. Only her father possessed a larger prick and 
she was ready to accept her mother's view, that that tool was truly a unique 
specimen. 

"Peel it back for me!" Ellen whispered, going over to him and sinking down 
to her knees to eye the big rod more closely. "God, I love to see a guy skin 
his prick back!" 

Ann joined her and together they watched as Dave toyed with his prick. He 
rolled the foreskin back and forth a few times, forcing it up over the 
broad-rimmed head and then pressing it back with his thumb and forefinger. 
Ann felt a strange, powerful urge to reach out and perform the deed for him. 
She had sometimes felt that urge in the past, but never had she wanted to 
touch his prick so much as she did at that moment. 

"Look!" Ellen said. "It's starting to drip!" 

As she had said, a tiny, glistening droplet of clear fluid appeared in the 
big cleft at the tip of Dave's cock. Ann had sometimes seen such droplets 
before but had not known what they were, apart from being a sign of extreme 
sexual arousal in a boy. Ellen broke the spell by reaching out a forefinger, 
touching its tip to the cleft and then transferring the tiny blob of clear 
fluid to her tongue. She closed her eyes and shuddered powerfully. 

"Wow! It tastes just like cum!" she whispered. "Oh, is that ever a trip! You 
ought to try it, Ann. It's really a turnon! God, it makes me so horny, 
tasting that stuff!" 

With that she reached into the little shoulder bag she had brought. She 
brought out her vaginal foam, fitted the applicator tube onto it and 
squeezed out a portion of the creamy goo, filling the tube. She then 
transferred the tube to her cunt, lying back on her clothes, and deposited 
the load of cream well up inside her cunt. Dave gaped, never having seen 
anything so weird, and Ann looked on in wonder. Ellen had acted without any 
sign of embarrassment and after removing the tube, she looked up with a 
strange, intent expression. 

"Let me have it!" she whispered, extending her arms to Dave. "Get on me and 
let me have your cock! God, I'm dying for a fuck. I've wanted a fuck ever 
since we left home!" 

Dave looked over at Ann in surprise. Clearly he had not expected the 
"conquest" to be that simple. Ann herself was surprised at the forward way 
in which Ellen proceeded, though under the circumstances she did not see how 
the girl could have done otherwise. They had come there for sex and to have 
pretended any different would have been hypocritical. 

"It's all right," Ellen told him. 'That stuff I put in my cunt, it'll keep 
me from getting knocked up, so you don't have to worry about that. Come on, 
Dave, get on me and put it in! Or maybe not ... hey! Why don't you slip his 
cock in, Ann? Yeah, we'll make it a kind of a three way thing!" 

Ann blushed fiercely, even though she felt a wild, frenzied surge of sexual 
feeling when she heard Ellen's suggestion. Normally she would not even have 
been in the clearing, such was her sense of privacy. But now, driven by wild 
urges which seemed to have taken total possession of her body, she threw 
every caution aside and knelt down at the girl's side. 

"Go on," she said to her brother. "Get on her. I'll be glad to put it in for 
you! I'd love to be here and watch you two fuck!" 

Her words triggered a quick response in the boy. He lowered himself down 
between Ellen's trim thighs and Ann searched around for the best spot in 
which to perform the service that had been asked of her. She found that she 
could best work from the rear and so she moved around between Dave's legs. 
Reaching down between his thighs, she took his cock in her hands, well aware 
that she was touching the big, hot tool for the first time, and shivered. 
Its sensual heat affected her drastically and for a moment she wished that 
she were about to fit its massive tip into the mouth of her own cunt. 

She pressed back the foreskin-it had again slipped forward, covering the 
head-and used her other hand to open up the lips of Ellen's tight little 
pussy. She found that feeling of the girl's slit was almost as exciting as 
grasping Dave's cock. She forced the big tool down, speared the head into 
the gaping aperture she had uncovered, and swirled it about gently, pressing 
the spongy tip into every portion of that heavily oiled crevice. 

"Mmmmmm, it's already out of sight!" Ellen sighed, bringing her legs high 
and locking her heels together in the small of Dave's back. "Just push it in 
easy, Dave, and let me feel every inch of it! Ooohhh, God, I love to feel a 
big, stiff, hot cock sliding up my cunt!" 

Ann kept her position but slid lower down in order to watch the penetration. 
She had caught a fleeting glimpse of the inner opening to Ellen's tender, 
aromatically scented young cunt when she had opened it for her brother's 
cock. It did not seem a bit larger than her own and she was curious to see 
if Ellen would flinch or cry out with pain when she received the bulky, 
thick-shafted prong. 

She need not have worried. Ellen's low, moaning cries made it abundantly 
clear that she felt nothing but the most intense kinds of pleasure when 
Dave's cock began dilating the mouth of her cunt and enlarging it to the 
point where the rest of the tool could slide into place. The girl dipped her 
hips in perfect time with Dave's gentle thrusts, weaving from side to side 
at the same time, and Ann saw that the big cock was indeed sliding into 
Ellen's cunt! 

"God, it's so fucking tight!" Dave gasped, surging forward and picking up 
the tempo. "Oh, wow, this is better than anything I ever felt!" 

"Fuck it hard!" Ellen grunted, suddenly snapping her hips upward and 
engulfing more of his prick with a quick, darting movement that made her 
cunt nip and grab hungrily at his tool. "Omigod, get it in deeper; I'm 
cumming already! Ohhh, ram it home, shove it in deep and let it go! Ahhh, 
pop your nuts! Shoot me full of cum! Aggghhhh, do it, do it, do ii now!" 

Their bodies instantly became quivering, lurching engines of animal lust. 
Each sensed the bursting point nearing them with lightning fast speed and 
they naturally did all they could to hurry toward that approaching cataclysm 
of fleshly surrender. Ann watched them for a moment, spellbound by the pure, 
unthinking strength of their need. Her pussy flamed, heated and moist. 

Suddenly Ann reached between her thighs, straightening up until she was 
kneeling upright, and pressed two fingers of her right hand into the mouth 
of her cunt. At the same time, she brought her left hand around from the 
rear and shoved another finger into her own ass; the dual penetration was 
quite enough to set off a momentous blast of sexual thunder within her cunt. 
Crying out in agony, she rocked back and forth, fucking herself with both 
hands, twitching like an autumn leaf in a high wind. 

"Oooohhh, he's cumming!" Ellen shrieked, tightening her legs' grip on Dave's 
body and pushing his ass down with her hands. Her fingers dug into the 
cheeks of his ass like talons. "Mmmmmm, he's shooting cum all over my cunt! 
Ooohh! Your balls! I feel them against my ass-hole! Omigod, don't stop 
fucking, you're making me cum like a horse!" 

Even though Ellen had no real notion of what a horse's climax was like, or 
even if mares had orgasms, she was indeed delivering herself of a 
tremendously strong sensation. The waves of orgasmic release spread outward 
from the tightly packed tunnel of her cunt and from her clitoris as well. 
She later said it seemed that every nerve, every tissue in her body between 
her navel and knees was collaborating in a celebration of sensual pleasure. 

Dave's big prick pulsed ceaselessly. Despite his wet dream of only a few 
hours before, his balls were still packed to the brim with sperm which his 
lusty arousal had heated to near the boiling point. When he felt those big 
eggs begin coughing up their load, it seemed that Ellen's hot little cunt 
was literally sucking the cum from his prick, that the organ was forcing him 
to deliver all his discharge in one long, gigantic spurt of blinding joy. 

Ellen's cries of delirious joy merged into a throaty, wailing sound of the 
purest sensual ecstasy as Dave's balls continued churning out more charges 
of scalding cum. His prick bounded and spurted away, jerking inside her cunt 
like a wild, living animal. He fucked deep and withdrew almost completely, 
using long, burrowing strokes to heighten the friction on his big prick, and 
those furious, deep-probing thrusts brought the broad head of his cock 
against the tenderest portions of her cunt. Ellen's tightly clenched 
buttocks shuddered again and again under the violence of her tremors and her 
thighs banded into columns of quivering muscle. 

Ann watched every step of their fucking, though at times she had difficulty 
in focusing her eyes or in remembering everything she saw. Her own cunt, 
highly charged with sexual fires, began throbbing painfully and then 
clenched up in a sudden, brain-fogging storm of orgiastic release. She dug 
her fingers into her pussy with fury and strummed her aching clitoris until 
the spasms were so intensely powerful that she could no longer stand them. 
The sight of Dave's huge cock boring into the girl's cunt, wetting itself in 
her feminine fountain and then flooding that receptacle with gushing jets of 
hot cum, the way Ellen's hips swung up and down, swayed from side to side, 
their anguished cries of delight, all collaborated to set off a long, 
incredibly telling chain of sensual convulsions within her cunt. 

"Mmmmmm, now that was fucking!" Ellen purred after they had collapsed into a 
heap of limp, panting bodies. "Ohhh, man, did I ever feel it that time!" 

"Wow, I thought you were going to milk my balls dry!" Dave muttered. "It was 
like I couldn't stop cumming!" 

"How about you, Ann? Did you enjoy it too?" Ellen asked. "Oh, dear, I wish 
you could feel things like that. He's such a beautiful fuck! What do you 
think, Dave? Or are you all hung up on all that old stuff about making it 
with your relatives?" 

"Huh? It doesn't bother me," the youth replied. "Hell, I've always thought 
Ann'd be a great piece of ass! Yeah, I'd really dig getting it into her!" 

At first Ann had been embarrassed, but Dave's statement brought an abrupt 
change to her state of mind. She could hardly believe her ears and she 
looked at him incredulously. 

"You're putting me on!" she answered, unable to believe that he was serious. 
"You don't really want to do it, not to me!" 

"You just spread your ass on the grass and I'll show you," he retorted, 
giving her a fond look. "I might have just shot my balls off in Ellen's 
cunt, but I've still got a hard-on and if you don't think I'd use it to 
split that little cherry of yours wide open I'll show you just how wrong you 
are!" 

 CHAPTER ll 

While Ellen was not the most experienced sensualist in the world-she had had 
her first bout of sexual intercourse less than a year before-she knew enough 
to realize that it would not be wise for Dave to transfer his cock directly 
from her cunt to Ann's. It would be better, she thought, if he were to delay 
the girl's initiation for at least a few minutes. That would enable his 
balls to recover a portion of their original vitality and would thereby 
ensure that Ann would receive a satisfying charge of sperm, once his cock 
had been deeply planted in her juicy little cunt. 

"I hope you'll stay with me for just a little while longer," Ellen said, 
wanting it as much for her own sake as for Ann's. "I mean, it's nice that 
you want her too, but can't I have just a little more fun with you?" 

Dave was of course agreeable to that. Ellen suggested that he extract his 
cock from her body and sit back to watch the sperm running from her 
thoroughly exercised cunt. That was not a random suggestion. She had already 
discovered that most boys found that sight erotically stimulating in the 
extreme and she suspected that Dave might agree with that point of view. She 
intended doing what she could to excite him in order to prepare him better 
for Ann, but she would also derive a great deal of pleasure herself from 
doing those things. 

"Mmmmmm, I love looking down and watching it slip out," she said, lifting 
her head to look down at the wet, matted patch of fur crowning her love 
mound. "I sort of hate to let go of it, it made me feel so good, but 
there'll be other times! Just pull it out slow, Dave. And then you can see 
what a cunt looks like after it's been fucked just plain silly!" 

Ann moved around to watch too. Dave's prick looked every bit as big as it 
had ever looked. The violence of his climax had done nothing to diminish the 
huge rod's dimensions or rigidity. It bore a generous coating of the girl's 
cunty lubricant, naturally. This had been mixed with his own pearly 
discharge and the two fluids combined to make the tool look highly 
appetizing. Ann now understood with a pussy-warming thoroughness her 
stepmother's willingness to devour Ken's prick after they had fucked. The 
act would be a highly pleasing one if only to compliment the cock which had 
served her so well, but bearing upon its big surface a liquid testament to 
their mutual pleasure, it would be even more delicious and satisfying. 

"God, aren't they such beautiful things?" Ellen whispered, watching with 
utter fascination. "Mmmmmm, they feel so good, they look so good! And right 
now that'll taste so good! Have you ever tasted cum, Ann?" 

"Yeah, I licked some of it off my fingers yesterday," the girl replied. She 
could barely speak, since a curious tightness had gripped her throat as she 
watched her brother's cock slowly glide out of the girl's tight little cunt. 
"It's really got a strange taste." 

"But it tastes a lot different after it's been in you," Ellen told her. 
"It's like his stuff and mine worked together to make something entirely 
new! It's a trip and a half! I just love going down on a guy after he's 
fucked me out my mind and shot cum all over my cunt!" 

"Huh? You mean you want to suck it now?" 

Dave asked, staring blankly. "With the cum all over it and all?" 

"Wow, do I ever!" Ellen said, grinning lewdly. "Didn't you ever try going 
down on a girl after you'd fucked her silly?" 

Dave hated to admit that he had not and he promised himself that he would 
not wait very long before he remedied that deficiency. The sight of Ellen's 
tender pussy, still enclosing his cock, did a lot to heighten that desire. 
His furious thrusts had churned the natural wetness of her pussy into a 
creamy froth and made the tender, hairy little slit into a thing of rare 
beauty. When his prick had completely cleared her slit he pulled back, eager 
to observe every detail. Her cunt's mouth stayed open for a moment, closing 
slowly; he looked up the tunnel he had bored into her body and saw the soft, 
pink, corrugated inner lining of that orifice. Pools of sperm lay along the 
passage and further added to its erotic attraction. 

"Look! It's still open!" Ann cried out, intensely moved by the sight and 
quite as erotically stirred as her brother. "Ohhh, wow, what a sight!" 

Once the opening had closed, Ellen worked her abdominal muscles and forced a 
hearty blob of cum from her cunt. Ann's eyes grew even wider and more 
excited upon seeing the big, pearly mass emerge from the tenderly shaped 
lips. Ellen moved her hand down and smeared the ointment over the outer 
surface of her pussy, murmuring obscene oaths of delight as she did so. 

"Ahhh, it feels so fucking good!" she whimpered, grinding her hips about as 
her fingers worked their magic upon her most intimate flesh. "To feel that 
stuff seeping out and then working it into my pussy, that's such a trip! 
Ohhh, Dave, you were so beautiful! You fuck like a dream!" 

Ann could no longer restrain herself. Bending over, she brought her lips 
down close to Dave's prick, which she took in her right hand. She could feel 
the wetness of the tool. His pubic hair was inundated with Ellen's pussy 
juice and the shaft, of course, bore the same coating. The scent of new, raw 
sex struck her nostrils with violent power, making her brain heat up with a 
new rush of desire. She felt her pussy begin throbbing with quick, vehement 
surges as the smell of fucking permeated her senses. 

Dave looked down in surprise when his sister touched his prick-she had never 
been willing to do so before-but his expression became even more shocked 
when she touched her lips to the instrument. She kissed it delicately at 
first, but the taste of sex forced more drastic measures upon her. She 
darted out her tongue and lapped at the big, purple knob at the tip of the 
tool and then opened her mouth wide to take it completely. She shuddered and 
groaned heavily as it slid into her lips, filling her mouth with 
concentrated sexual power and setting off a storm of answering responses in 
her nervous system. 

"Yeah, go down on him!" Ellen said, only briefly regretting that it was not 
her mouth which was performing that deliriously exciting act. "Eat his cock, 
Ann. Get it all in your mouth!" 

Ann was not about to comply with that request, though she would have liked 
doing so. She was the rankest amateur at fellating a man and of course knew 
nothing about the art of "deep throat." Even so, the tender innocence of her 
caresses bore a fruit all their own and fired Dave's balls with renewed 
desire. He endured her oral ministration for a few moments but then could no 
longer hold back his sensual urges. 

"C'mon, Sis, roll over and let me do it to you," he told her. "God, I want 
to get my cock so deep in your cunt you'll never let go of it!" 

"Hey, we've got to fix her up first," Ellen cried out, alarmed at the 
quickness of his return to a state of readiness. "We've got to get Ann fixed 
up first!" 

Ann showed no willingness to relinquish her hold on Dave's prick, though. 
Once she had overcome her initial shyness she had begun lavishing caresses 
upon his cock. Her tongue found contact with the big rod pleasing and she 
curled it around the tool, tasting and stimulating him at the same time that 
she was working her own nervous system into a state of acute sexual hunger. 
She heard Ellen's words, of course, but her mind was already so befuddled by 
erotic desire that they barely registered upon her. Had Dave been of a mind 
to do so, and had Ellen not been there to supply the corrective, the girl 
would willingly have allowed him to plant his cock deep in her cunt without 
a thought of the dangers such a course would necessarily involve. 

Ellen took matters into her own hands, seeing that Ann was in no mood to see 
to her own protection. She reached into her bag and again brought out her 
vaginal foam and the applicator, which she filled with a strong dose of the 
cream. Ann was kneeling beside Dave and thus it was easy enough for Ellen to 
position herself at the girl's rump, applicator in hand. 

"Mmmmm, you've got a beautiful little pussy!" she said, pausing long enough 
to admire the view. "And it's so wet! Ann, you've gotten so hot that the 
pussy drip is all over you! Wow, you've got it all up and down the crack of 
your ass and all over your legs! And your pussy, well! It's just dripping 
with the stuff! Man, you must really be turned on! Here, I'll just work this 
in and give it to you while you're sucking him. It won't hurt." 

To tell the truth about the situation, Ellen found it highly exciting to 
touch Ann's pussy and administer the vaginal cream. There was more of the 
lesbian in her than she would have liked admitting and now that the couple 
was so thoroughly engaged with each other, she found it easier to give vent 
to those feelings. She reached out with her left hand and splayed the lips 
of Ann's virginal pussy, opening that tender cleft completely and exposing 
the pink inner crescent to view. She was close enough to get a whiff of the 
excited flesh; Ann's cunt had been so furiously aroused that it strongly 
exuded the unique odor of fully aroused womanhood and Ellen felt her own 
pussy begin twitching again as the scent worked its spell on her. She opened 
and closed the lips a few times, enjoying the sight and knowing the effect 
her fingers were having on the girl. She was not at all averse to helping 
Ann's arousal by sneaking a feel for her own libidinous benefit. 

Ellen delayed as long as she dared, but finally she felt compelled to lift 
the applicator tube and slip the nozzle between the lips of Ann's pussy. She 
worked the tube into the girl's cunt, acutely conscious of its phallic 
symbolism and all the more excited because of that. At times, Ellen had 
wished that she had a cock, simply in order to be able to have the pleasure 
of inserting it into a cunt. That would give her a dual pleasure, since she 
already knew the feeling of being penetrated. Could she but know with 
personal clarity the exact sensations a man felt when first entering a 
tight, hot, wet cunt, her pleasure would be all the more intense. 

She eased the tube into place with deft, gentle motions. The nozzle slid 
past the hymeneal membrane, which did not block off the passage entirely, 
and came to rest far up Ann's cunt. The girl felt herself being penetrated 
and gave a whimpering cry of pleasure at the act. Even though the tube was 
inanimate plastic it still managed to deliver a considerable amount of 
sensual pleasure to her. Ellen worked the tube home and then pushed the 
plunger down, expeling the thick cream into the girl's cunt. She slid the 
tube out, but kept her hand on the girl's pussy for a moment, reluctant to 
give up the pleasure of feeling her. 

"You're ready now," Ellen said, laying the tube aside. "Your cunt's 
protected now, dear, and you'll be able to fuck away without a worry in the 
world!" 

For a moment it looked as though she need not have bothered giving Ann the 
treatment. Both Dave and Ann were deeply involved in the way she was going 
down on him and if it had not been for Dave's eagerness to be the first to 
plunge into her cunt, Ann might well have sucked him to a frothy, heaving 
climax without ever having had his prick in its more natural lodging. Dave's 
desire proved to be the stronger, however, and Ann reluctantly fell over 
onto her back, thighs spreading apart of their own volition. She reached 
down to toy with her pussy as he settled himself over her and nosed the head 
of his cock down into place. Ellen caught him before he could seat the big 
tool. She insisted that she have the privilege of guiding his cock home, 
since Ann had performed the same act for her. 

"You'll love every inch of his cock," she said to Ann as she forced the head 
of his prick between the lips of the delectably aroused pussy awaiting it. 
"He's so good, so big. He'll be able to give you a fuck you'll never 
forget!" 

"I already love it!" Ann whispered, scarcely able to formulate the words. 
"Mmmmmm, it felt so good in my mouth! Gee, Davey, I hope you'll let me 
finish it some time! I'd love to feel your cum in my mouth! I'll suck you 
off any time, just say the word!" 

"You'll get to do it," he promised. "But first I want to see how tight your 
cunt is! God, Sis, I can't wait to get it in you!" 

"Slow and easy," Ellen cautioned him. "She's never had a prick before, you 
know, so you'll have to be extra Careful that you don't give her too much 
too soon. You've got to make her first fuck a good one, remember!" 

Dave managed to restrain the stronger impulse he felt, that of slamming all 
his cock into Ann's cunt at once, but it was a closely contested struggle. 
The heat of her excitement transmitted itself to his prick, almost forcibly 
attacking the stiff, swollen organ, and he found it nearly impossible to 
slip the tool into her cunt with the slow, gentle pressure the situation 
demanded. 

"MMMMM!" Ann whimpered, shuddering terribly as she felt her cunt being pried 
open as never before. "Omigod, I can already feel it! It's so good! Ohhh, 
Dave, I can feel it all over!" 

She cried out even more strongly when she felt the big rim at the base of 
his prick's head slide into her cunt. The firm ridge at the base of that 
crown dug deeply into the walls of her cunt and delivered powerful doses of 
sexual excitement to her nervous system. Her cherry proved to be only a 
minor obstacle and easily parted when Dave leaned against it with light 
pressure. She felt a slight twinge of pain for a second or two, but that was 
quickly replaced by another and definitely much more enjoyable sensation, 
that of feeling his prick forcing the cunty passageway into a cock-sided 
tunnel. 

"Jesus, it's like a goddamned vise!" he chortled as he struggled to get into 
her body deeper. "Oh, wow, is that ever tight!" 

"Enjoy it and savor it," Ellen told him as she began fucking herself with 
the vaginal foam applicator, still in her hand. "You're the first guy who 
was ever there and nobody else will ever feel just what you're feeling right 
now!" 

"Ooohh! God, I'm cumming!" Ann wailed, overcome by a sudden storm of 
climactic frenzy that blossomed out of nowhere with dramatic and surprising 
speed. "Mmmmmm, it's all over. I'm cumming all over! Ooohhh, do it deeper, 
Dave. Make me cum again!" 

That first clap of sexual pleasure proved to be only a preliminary twinge, 
or so Ann later decided when she was able to think about it more clearly. 
She seemed to float from one level of orgiastic release to another, higher 
plateau of joy with almost no intervals for rest or further stimulation. She 
grabbed at Dave's body with her thighs and locked her heels together behind 
the cheeks of his ass, which she was grasping with passion-strengthened 
fingers. He could feel the convulsively working spasms of her cunt as it 
twisted about under the frenzied orgiastic storm. That, together with her 
cries of joy and the way she ground her body against his combined to work a 
drastic change in his own body. 

His balls had already partially recharged themselves with sperm while he had 
been parting from Ellen. Now, feeling and hearing the vehemence of Ann's 
delight at the way his cock was stuffing her cunt with pleasure, the big 
eggs added another measure of superbly heated cream and then erupted into a 
display of sexual approval that would have done credit to any man at any 
time. Even he was surprised at the speed with which he came; he masturbated 
habitually, at least once a day, and had become so jaded with his fist that 
it was at times difficult to work himself into a proper state for releasing 
the passions working in his young body. 

Ann's stimulation far exceeded anything he had ever known, even the recently 
completed exploration of Ellen's tender cunt, and he quickly burst out in a 
fit of spasmodic twitching that grew into a veritable flood of sensual 
release. If Ann had been stirred before, merely by the feel of his cock in 
her cunt, the drastically different sensations attendant upon his climax 
propelled her into a new sexual dimension altogether. She felt every twitch, 
every flutter of his gigantic prick, which had stretched her flesh into a 
tightly fitting glove and had infused the nerve endings with far more 
sensitivity than she would ever have believed possible. When his cock began 
thumping soundly and pulsing, she gave a low, whimpering cry of agonized 
distress. That cry turned into a gurgling cry of absolute ecstasy when she 
felt the first, scalding hot jet of cum spurt out into the mouth of her 
womb. 

Ellen fucked herself madly with the applicator tube, adding some artfully 
applied caresses of her clitoris with a finger. It was the first time she 
had been that close to a couple engaged in the act which she herself had 
grown to love and the sights and sounds of fucking, now so clearly 
perceived, affected her to the core. 

Ann's cunt throbbed and heaved madly as Dave's prick mounted its final 
assault upon her senses. The big tool quickly spat out the full load of 
sperm his balls had provided, but the spasmodic jerks continued long after 
the tool had emptied itself. His senses reverberated with delight and every 
movement brought another gasp of wonder to his lips. Again and again he 
quivered atop her as his prick pulsed in time with his heart and every throb 
brought an answering twitch of sensual response from Ann's cunt. He had 
worked the tool deep, driving it home as his balls had begun erupting. The 
big eggs now lay snugly against her ass-hole and provided her with yet 
another source of sexual wonder. 

"God, what I've been missing all this time!" she whispered, clutching him 
tightly and allowing her legs to relax and fall away from him. "Just stay 
there, Davey. Don't you dare move! Mmmmmm, I'll remember this-for the rest 
of my life!" 

 CHAPTER 12 

Ann and Ellen thought that they had managed to get out of the cabin that 
morning without waking their parents. They had left a note saying that they 
had gone out exploring. Both Linda and Lucy had been waked up when Ellen had 
shut the door of her father's truck, however. The girl had let the door slam 
shut a little more loudly than she wished. The women raised up at the noise, 
looked about and saw each other. They grinned mischievously, each 
remembering the pleasure she had had the night before, and quietly got out 
of their sleeping bags without disturbing their husbands. 

"Looks like they're leaving us to our own devices for a while," Lucy said, 
passing over the note she had found. "Here, I'll fix us a cup of coffee." 

"I feel as though I should thank you for the marvelous time I had last 
night," Linda said. "You know, I don't think I'd have gotten nearly as high 
if you two hadn't been there too!" 

"Yeah, me too," Lucy agreed. "Was that ever a dinger! I can still feel it 
tingling a little!" 

She surveyed Linda's naked body-they had both slept nude and had donned 
nothing upon arising. The morning chill was almost gone as they waited for 
the coffee to boil-and found that the woman was every bit as lovely as she 
had appeared when fully clothed. Linda sat casually, entirely unaffected by 
her total nudity. She made no effort at covering her pussy or breasts and 
her casual air allowed Lucy to display her own body with a great deal more 
ease. Each of them found that being naked in the other's nude presence had a 
certain erotic effect, warming their pussies and sparking a tingle in their 
clitorises, though neither had ever had any lesbian experiences or felt any 
particular desire for them. 

Maybe it's just because being naked reminds me of fucking, Lucy thought to 
herself. But she's really got an ass on her, I'll say that for her! And even 
if her boobs are a little too small, they've still got a great shape to 
them. I'll bet that Chuck can really get off when she starts rubbing them 
over his face! And that little bush of hers, it's just the cutest thing 
ever! 

"I'm so glad that you two aren't self-conscious about fucking," Linda 
continued. "That could make it a little tedious if we both felt that we had 
to sneak off somewhere private to work out all our little tensions." 

"That was no little tension I was working out last night," Lucy said with a 
hearty laugh. "But you're right: it's a lot better to feel free enough to 
bang away whenever you feel like it." 

"It was probably a little better, being able to see you two and hearing you 
and all," Linda persisted. "I mean, it was like it added a little more 
excitement to the whole thing, you know?" 

"Well, I found that it was more than just a little more exciting," Lucy 
confessed. "I used to wonder if maybe I was a freak of some kind, the way I 
could get off so much better when somebody else was around. You know, making 
it in the back seat with another couple in the front, stuff like that, it 
always made me cum so much better." 

"It might be freaky, I don't know," Linda said, "but I'm the same way. Chuck 
and I, we've ... well, we've gotten to be pretty good friends with a couple 
back home and we ... you know, sometimes we'll get together and watch each 
other and just have ourselves a regular ball! The guys, especially, it seems 
to make them a lot hornier, but then it gets me fired up pretty high too." 

"Ken was digging it," Lucy told her. "Sometimes he doesn't have quite as 
much staying power as I could wish for, but last night, wow! It seemed like 
it could have gone on forever! So I guess it hit him pretty hard." 

Although she was surprised at the intimate turn their talk was taking, Lucy 
was in no mind to change the subject, which she found highly exciting. She 
had always enjoyed talking about sex and sharing her views on her favorite 
topic and Linda seemed to be quite as interested and receptive as she was. 

"I didn't know that such things could be inherited," Linda said later, after 
they had discussed several other phases of their sexuality, "but Ellen seems 
to have the same views that I do about all that. And not very much restraint 
about expressing them, I've got to admit. Did you see the way she was ogling 
Dave last night? I don't believe I ever saw her flip quite so completely!" 

"Well, Dave felt the same way," Lucy said. "I was almost embarrassed for 
him, he had such an erection!" 

"Yes, I noticed, and so did Ellen," Linda confirmed. "She's such a crotch 
watcher! Sometimes we'll be out shopping, walking through a mall, and she'll 
point out guys with something special. Has Dave made it with a girl before, 
do you know?" 

Lucy said that she suspected that he had, though she was not sure. In saying 
that, she felt a little pang of emotion which she could not readily 
identify, though later she would be able to label it jealousy. Suddenly an 
image flashed into her mind: she saw Ellen kneeling before Dave, offering 
him her lips and mouth. He was entirely naked and was just on the point of 
shoving his brutally stiffened cock into the girl's waiting mouth. 

"God, do you think that's what they went off to do?" she asked. "To fuck?" 

"I wouldn't be surprised," Linda said. "Ellen's got a supply of vaginal 
foam, I know, and she seems to use it regularly. What about Ann? She looks 
to be old enough for it. Has she been fucked yet?" 

"No, I don't think so," Lucy told her. "At least she says not and I'm 
inclined to believe her. She's more into fingerfucking. She does a lot of 
that, I know. She's a passionate little creature, so maybe it won't be too 
long before someone slips something a little more substantial up her cunt!" 

Lucy found it a little difficult to accept the notion of her son fucking 
Ellen, though she had to admit that the young girl would be a highly 
desirable companion for such exercises. Despite everything, she still 
thought of him as a little boy and she could hardly imagine that he would 
really be able to plant his cock in any girl's cunt, though the image 
persisted in her mind. 

"Maybe that's what they went off to do," she said after a moment. "And I'll 
bet I know where they went, too! Ann and I were up there yesterday. It's the 
perfect spot for making out. Hey, what if we went up to check it out, huh?" 

Linda was of course quite ready to do just that and agreed. They dressed 
quickly and slipped out of the cabin without awaking their husbands, who 
were still sound asleep. 

"What if they are fucking?" Linda asked as they set out along the narrow 
trail. "Do you think we should stop them? That would be awful, I guess, but 
maybe we ought to, I don't know." 

"I don't know either," Lucy admitted. "I guess I'm just curious, right now. 
Let's play it by ear, okay?" 

Linda agreed, though privately she was hoping that they would find Dave 
lying between Ellen's thighs, his cock securely planted in her daughter's 
hot little cunt. She did not know why she wished that but she was acutely 
aware of the desire. Judging from the size of the bulge she had seen in the 
front of Dave's shorts the previous day, he would be exceedingly well hung 
and Linda wanted her daughter to experience the delights of sexual pleasure 
with boys who were endowed well enough to give her the highest amount of 
stimulation. 

They hurried along the trail and soon were approaching the clearing. Lucy 
motioned for extreme care and crept along quietly, uncertain when they would 
be able to look into the clearing, but determined not to disturb anyone who 
happened to be there. Finally they gained visual access to the little 
opening and the sight awaiting them fulfilled all their expectations, fears 
and desires. 

Ann had by this time fully recovered from the effects of her initiation into 
sexual intercourse and was feeling her desire again as strongly as ever. She 
lay beneath Dave, whose prick felt as big and hard as ever, and her cunt 
gripped it lovingly. Inevitably she was reminded of her mother, of the way 
Lucy had used her cunt to bring about a seminal explosion with her father's 
loins and had then reversed herself so as to taste the fruits of her 
efforts. No sooner had the thought entered her mind than it had become a 
solid, settled determination. Nothing was going to please her until she had 
tasted of the cock which had propelled her into such clouds and storms of 
sensual ecstasy. 

"I want to eat you!" she announced, whispering the words into Dave's ear but 
aware that Ellen, who hovered close by, could also hear them. "I want to 
taste your cum! And mine too! I want to lick the cum off your balls and feel 
your cock going in my mouth!" 

Dave, who had become a convert to fellatio, felt his balls give a mighty 
jerk when he heard his sister's passionately uttered words. His prick leaped 
strongly, setting off an answering chain of fluttering reactions within 
Ann's lively young cunt. 

"Yeah, I'd like that too," he agreed. "Okay, I'll get off and lie back here 
so you can do it. You can eat my prick all you want, whenever you want!" 

Ann very nearly backed out of the situation then, but only because she so 
bitterly regretted having to feel his prick slide out of her cunt. The big 
rod gave her a feeling of the most exquisite fullness, a sensation so 
deliciously satisfying that she could not imagine ever having feared being 
penetrated by a prick, and she would much have preferred being able to have 
him in her cunt and mouth at the same time. That preference was so patently 
ridiculous that she had to smile at herself, though it was nevertheless very 
real. 

Sighing regretfully, she released her grasp and allowed him to pull away 
from her. She looked down between their bodies to watch as he slipped his 
cock out. The sight was even more stirring now, because it was her own cunt 
which he was leaving, it was her own lustful oil which now anointed his 
prick. The sight merely heightened her desire to taste the glistening 
wetness, to savor the wetness their passionate coupling had generated, and 
she could barely restrain her quickly rising emotions. 

Dave lay back and she curled around to settle into place. She found that the 
sensation of sperm leaking from her cunt was a fantastically pleasing one, 
unesthetic though it might seem, and she used one hand to toy with the 
steady flow of hot, slippery fluids. She spread the love ointment over her 
pussy with her fingers, giving herself several varieties of sexual 
stimulation at once, and brought her mouth down until it was very close to 
Dave's big prick. 

"Doesn't it smell good?" Ellen breathed, only too aware of what Ann was 
doing. "Doesn't it make you think about fucking? Mmmmmm, there's nothing in 
the world that smells like a big, hard prick fresh from a woman's cunt! I 
love it more than any scent in the whole world!" 

"God, it's making my pussy crawl!"' Ann whispered, closing her eyes and 
inhaling deeply. "Ohhhh, if only I could smell it forever!" 

"And the taste is even better," Ellen told her. "Just wait till you can 
taste the fuck, as well as smell it and remember how it felt!" 

Ann's young body responded instantly to the girl's insidiously exciting 
words. She lowered her lips down to the head of Dave's prick and touched the 
warm, wet knob. Her tongue flickered out to lap over the satin-smooth tip 
and assay the flavors covering its surface. She felt an electrifying thrill 
of sensual joy pulse through her body as the powerful flavor attacked her 
taste buds. It was without any doubt the single most erotically stirring 
experience she had ever had, apart from the very different sensations when 
she felt his cock breach the rim of her cunt and slide inside it. 

Ellen reared up into a kneeling position, spreading her knees wide apart, 
and reached down between her thighs. Her fingers closed upon her own pussy, 
a livid scar of desperately aroused flesh that throbbed unmercifully, and 
caught the inner lips in a death grip. She pulled the tenderly aching lips 
away from her body, deliberately inflicting a certain pain upon herself, 
despite the agony she knew only too well that doing so would make her senses 
reel with sexual feeling. She was in a good spot for watching the way Ann's 
mouth worked over the head of Dave's prick and the sight of those youthful 
lips opening wide to engulf the gigantic tool gave her even more exciting 
sensations. 

"Hey, why don't you sixty-nine?" she asked. "C'mon, Dave, get down there and 
give her some head! She's eating you, you owe it to her to give it back! It 
won't taste bad, I promise! And will she ever let go with another cum!" 

Dave looked very hesitant about complying with that request, but he was now 
so strongly aroused that he could not decline. He had to admit that Ann was 
showing no reluctance whatever at mouthing his prick, which he knew to be 
coated with juices their lust had produced. That, together with his own 
sense of arousal, convinced him that he should try the act. 

Ellen directed Ann into position, telling her how to arrange herself over 
her brother so as to bring her pussy directly above his face, and she 
maneuvered about in accordance with those directions. Dave looked up to see 
that brutally used slit only inches away. The sight had a strange but 
indelibly affecting power for him. Even though her pussy was coated with his 
cum and her cunt's effusions, a sight which would ordinarily have been 
unappetizing in the extreme, he now conceived of the slit in a very 
different light. 

"Just touch your tongue to it very lightly," Ellen whispered. "Run it over 
the lips and dig down between them gently. She'll move around to get it 
where she wants it. And remember, don't bite her! That's the most sensitive 
part of a girl's body and you've got to be very gentle when you're loving 
her!" 

 CHAPTER 13 

Lucy looked into the clearing at exactly the moment that Dave lifted himself 
off Ann and laid back, enabling the eager young girl to twist about and 
bring her mouth to bear upon his cock. She thus concluded that they had 
fucked and now she could see that Ann was going to taste the fruits of that 
abandoned act. Her clitoris rose to attention at once and began transmitting 
signals of the strongest sort, demanding attention and calling out for 
relief. 

She could not move at first. The beauty of those young, lithe bodies and the 
strongly erotic atmosphere had paralyzed her. Her mouth opened to emit a cry 
of warning but no sound emerged; it seemed as though an invisible force was 
clutching at her vocal cords and compelling them to be silent. She watched 
in silent horror, mingled with a very real fascination, as Ann bent forward 
to whiff at the musk which bathed Dave's virile loins. 

Linda found the scene equally fascinating, though she had been more prepared 
for it. Lucy had not really expected that the youngsters would be naked or 
so deeply engaged in sexual play. On the whole, both women approved of what 
they observed, though Linda's approbation was much more explicit and 
wholehearted than was Lucy's. Lucy felt a pang of regret at knowing that the 
children had now lost their virginity, even though they were not her own 
flesh and blood she felt very close to them and reacted almost as though 
they were her own. 

"God, he's hung like a bull!" Linda murmured, speaking very softly and 
taking great care not to disturb the young couple. "Mmmmmm, if he got her 
cherry, I'll bet she felt it right down to the bottom of her heart!" 

"He's just like his father," Lucy replied, immensely stirred at the sight of 
her stepson's big prick. "Ken's big too. But not as big as Chuck, not if I 
saw what I think I saw last night!" 

"He's simply immense," Linda told her. "At first I was almost afraid of him, 
he was so big, but that didn't last long. The only drawback that I've found 
yet is that he's so big it's hard to suck him properly. Well, it's also just 
about impossible to get him in my ass, which I really regret, but every time 
he tries fucking me Greek style I'm so blasted sore I can't move for a 
week!" 

"I have trouble like that with Ken," Lucy admitted. "I can't take anything 
much bigger than a finger, not if I'm not going to regret it the next day. 
But at the time, when it's going in, that makes up for the next day's hurt 
and everything! God, I love feeling cocks going in me and shooting off!" 

"Me too," Linda agreed. "Look at the way she's going down on him! She might 
be a beginner, but she's learning real quick!" 

Linda had begun unzipping her jeans and now had them down about her ankles. 
Having worn no panties that morning, she found it easy enough to introduce a 
forefinger into the lips of her pussy, which was already steaming hot and 
abundantly wet with sexual excitement. Lucy looked at Linda in some surprise 
but then opened up her own jeans. Within a very short time both women were 
fingerfucking frantically, trying to ease the savage hungers burning inside 
their cunts, and watching the scene being played out in front of them with 
total absorption. 

When Ann moved over Dave's body in response to Ellen's suggestion, Lucy felt 
an even stronger surge of sensual desire welling up inside her hot, tortured 
womb. Conflicting emotions deviled her. At the same time that she wanted to 
urge Dave to proceed carefully and to lavish as much tenderness and care as 
possible upon the fragrant, outrageously excited pussy being brought into 
position above his lips, she also hungered to feel his mouth savage her own 
frantically aroused flesh. The thought of his tongue gliding over the outer 
lips of her pussy, digging gently between them to score the incredibly 
sensitive inner lips and then parting them to bore into the turgid, volcanic 
mouth of her cunt was enough to make her clitoris pound lustily and demand 
satisfaction at once. 

Lucy drove her stiffened fingers deep into the rim of her cunt, plunging 
them back and forth abruptly, and then brought her free hand to bear upon 
her highly charged ass-hole. Her cunt's state of mad desire had resulted in 
a flood of pussy drip being loosened. The pungent salve had flowed over her 
entire groin and her middle finger easily slipped into the tautly puckered 
rim of her ass-hole. Her eyes widened and then glazed over with stupefaction 
as the dual stimulation worked its irresistible effect. She clenched her 
teeth together and kept down the cries of agonized joy through an immense 
exertion of her willpower. Nevertheless, a few strangled groans escaped from 
her lips as her cunt exploded with a flaming burst of orgiastic heat that 
turned her midsection into a whirlwind of pulsating release. Lurching back 
and forth spasmodically, she fucked herself into her own hands. 

Linda, similarly beset by a self-generated storm of sensual frenzy, rocked 
to and fro, humping against her right hand. She used her left hand to caress 
her breasts, a tactic which was more stimulating for her. At the very height 
of her ecstatic release, she squeezed her right nipple between her thumb and 
forefinger, tweaking the stiff little acorn of scarlet flesh hard and 
gasping as that final dash of painful pleasure resulted in another 
convulsive throb deep inside her cunt. Her thighs were trembling as she 
slowed her motions, still keeping her hand in place against her pussy in 
order to derive the most benefit from her self-stimulation. Her nostrils 
quivered as she drew in deep breaths and sought to clear her brain of the 
orgasmic fog which had taken such total possession of her entire body. 

"God, he's so beautiful!" Linda murmured when she had moved closer to her 
friend. "Mmmmmm, what a lovely cock! I'd love to feel it going up my cunt, 
wouldn't you? Or maybe to be able to kiss his lips after he's licked all the 
cum off Ann's cunt? Yes, that would be heaven indeed!" 

"I wish I were sucking him!" Lucy replied, gazing hard at the lasciviously 
entwined couple. "Ahhh, to have that beautiful prick running down my throat! 
Yes, I wish I were in Ann's place!" 

Even as she spoke, though, her mind began toying with the other alternative 
Linda had suggested. His mouth would be fantastically exciting to taste and 
touch, she conceded. It would no doubt taste strongly of his cum, but it 
would also inevitably carry a strong flavor of Ann's volatile young pussy. 
And she had to admit that the dual taste would be even more erotically 
stirring. 

My God, am I turning into a lesbian? Lucy asked herself as she watched the 
young couple writhe about, gripped by hungers and desires of the most primal 
variety. To want to go down on my own stepdaughter? I can't help it, though. 
I'd just love tasting her pussy, running my tongue over that sweet little 
slit! Yes, and I could do it just the way she wants it done! A woman knows 
what another woman wants, how to touch her and where and when. I could do 
it, easily, and I could help her cum a lot better! Oh, it'll never happen, 
though, so what's the use of torturing myself with ideas like that? 

Though the idea of using her own lips and tongue to stimulate Ann's tender, 
tasty young pussy into another furious climax had a definite attraction for 
her. Lucy felt a great deal more interest in having Dave's bulging cock 
rammed into various parts of her body. She hungered to be in Ann's place, to 
have that big, hard tool planted in her mouth, and she desperately wanted to 
feel its massive length and girth plumbing the depths of her cunt. She was 
so intensely aroused that she did not even give a thought to the moral 
implications of her desire. Even though Dave was her stepson, she wanted him 
with a fierce, unreasoning desire that paid no heed to society's teachings 
and taboos. 

Lucy really had no memory of leaving her hiding place and walking into the 
clearing to confront the trio she had been watching. She left her sneakers 
and jeans behind and when Ann looked up to see her stepmother advancing 
toward her, she was at first struck by the oddness of Lucy's attire: the 
woman wore a sweat-shirt and nothing else. Ann then realized just where she 
was, what she was doing and with whom she was doing it. That realization 
brought her back to sanity with a suddenness that made her head swim. 

"No, don't stop sucking him," Lucy said. "God, keep on doing it! Do it all 
to him, Ann. Make it good for him and enjoy it all you can!" 

"We couldn't help watching you," Linda added, giving her own daughter a fond 
look. "It was beautiful, the way you were going at each other!" 

Dave would have lost his erection entirely had it not been for the fact that 
Linda was totally naked and Lucy nearly so. The sight of their mature, 
womanly bodies had a powerfully erotic effect on him and though he was 
deeply embarrassed, his prick remained stiff and hot with lusty fevers. His 
face, moist from ear to ear, glistened in the morning sunlight. 

"I couldn't help it!" he blurted out. "We were starting out exploring and 
then we-" 

"You don't need to explain a thing," Lucy told him, and she confirmed her 
words with a comforting smile. "You were with a pair of very handsome, 
attractive girls and you are a handsome, attractive young man with all the 
usual desires. I can understand it. I've given in to a few impulses myself 
from time to time and I know exactly how hard it is to pass up so good a 
chance!" 

"Nnnnggg! Mmmmmbb-" Ann blurted out, then realized that she had to take her 
mouth off Dave's big prick before speaking. "You mean it's all right? You 
aren't mad or anything?" 

"No, darling, I'm just fearfully envious," Lucy said. "Mmmmmm, he's got such 
a lovely, beautiful cock; I'd just love to feel it going up my own cunt or 
maybe into my mouth! I only hope that he fucked you well and that you had 
yourself a glorious cum out of it!" 

"I did, I did!" Ann cried out, highly relieved at her stepmother's reaction 
to her mindless deed. "Ohhh, I just came and came when he was fucking me! 
And the way his prick felt when he shot off, mmmm! And now, while he's been 
fucking me with his tongue, I've cum so much I don't think there's any 
feeling left in my whole cunt! Oh, Lucy, it's been so out of sight I can't 
even begin to describe it!" 

"You don't need to describe it, I've been there myself," Lucy told her. "And 
as for that dead feeling in your cunt, don't give a thought to that, my 
dear. That's just a sign that your partner has done an excellent job of 
giving you pleasure. You'll soon get some feeling back into your pussy, I 
promise!" 

"Here, why don't you get on him?" Ann suddenly asked, beset by a bizarre 
urge to share her brother with her stepmother. "He's already fucked Ellen 
and me. Maybe it would be good for him if he were to do it to you too!" 

Lucy felt a shiver of lusty anticipation flashing through her cunt as Ann's 
words registered in her mind. There was nothing she wanted more than to 
kneel over her stepson's loins and guide the bulging, flaring head of his 
cock into the lips of her pussy. She gasped aloud at the boldness of the 
proposal, however, and started to make the routine, demure expression of 
regret. Looking up at Dave, she changed her mind instantly when she read the 
interest in his eyes. She knew with a certainty that could never be 
explained away that he wanted her too. That knowledge brought about an 
abrupt change of pace in her thinking and convinced her that her innermost 
desires might be satisfied. 

"You want it too," she said, looking affectionately at him. "You little 
stallion, you want to fuck all of us! All right, Davey, I'll certainly do my 
part! My God, watching you and Ann suck each other was so incredibly 
exciting I think I'd do almost anything right now to get myself fucked 
silly!" 

"From the looks of his prick, he's certainly equipped well enough to do just 
that," Linda said. "My, such a lovely piece of fucking muscle!" 

"And he can use it," Ellen told them. "I thought I would die when he started 
shoving it up my cunt! Oh, wow, did I ever get off!" 

Ann had already moved off the youth, giving her stepmother plenty of room in 
which to maneuver. Lucy knelt astride him and settled into place. She held 
his cock in her fingers for a moment, enjoying the animal warmth and 
rigidity of the tool, and then brought it up to rub the head over the lips 
of her pussy. Dave groaned and heaved upward when he felt her hot, moist 
flesh brush against the tender, sensitive head of his prick; Lucy was ready 
for him and brought the tool into just the right angle for it to glide into 
the mouth of her cunt. She gasped aloud with surprised joy when his prick 
spread that opening wide and surged inside. The penetration was even more 
delicious than she had imagined it might be. 

"Maybe you'd enjoy having a different flavor of pussy to lick on," Linda 
said, moving close to the lad's face and opening her thighs to display her 
own scarlet slit to his inquiring gaze. "Mmmmmm? Would that excite you more, 
being able to fuck one woman and suck another?" 

She read the instantaneous flesh of assent in her stepson's eyes and smiled 
warmly. She mounted him easily, sitting with her back to Lucy, and reached 
down with both hands to part the hair which partially obscured the lips of 
her pussy. Dave felt his senses reel with wonder when he beheld the full, 
wondrous glory of the woman's slit, so dark with lustful passions and wet 
with heated arousal. The odor of mature womanhood assailed his nostrils. It 
was a stronger scent than he had detected about Ann's tender young pussy, 
but he did not find that offensive. Smiling, he reached up to plant a 
tender, loving kiss squarely upon those darkly colored lips and allowed his 
tongue to dart forth quickly, teasing and enticing the woman with artful 
strokes. 

"Mmmmmm, it's so fucking good!" Linda breathed as her pussy responded with 
glowing, trembling warmth. "Ohhh, Lucy, he eats pussy like a madman! God, 
he's making my cunt hurt, it's so fucking good!" 

"And his cock!" Lucy moaned in reply, relaxing her hips a trifle and 
allowing her cunt to slide further down upon the stiff prong joining her 
loins to his. "He's suck a stud! It feels like it's as big as my arm! Ohhh, 
Davey, your prick's making me want to cum already!" 

Ellen and Ann sat back to watch. They were both dum founded by the rapid and 
totally unexpected turn of events, just as they were also highly affected by 
the sight of their mothers allowing their sexual natures to blossom so 
freely. Ellen continued fingering her pussy and grunted out garbled oaths as 
her clitoris emitted strong waves of pleasure. Ann, beset by wonder and 
excitement, found that her stepmother had spoken the exact truth: her pussy 
was indeed regaining its former sensitivity and was doing so at a rapid 
rate! Watching Dave suck Linda while also fucking Lucy worked a magical 
transformation in her lithe young body, creating another storm of sensual 
anxiety deep within her cunt. It occurred to her that she still had not even 
begun to cover the many possibilities open to her, that there were many 
other ways in which she could enjoy her brother's cock, and she deliberately 
set about teasing herself into a state of advanced sexual arousal by 
contemplating those options while watching the two women work out their own 
tensions atop him. 

I'd love sitting over him like Lucy's doing, Ann thought. Yes, that'd be a 
great way to fuck. That way I could move all I wanted and make that big 
thing go in as far as I wanted! Or I could just rub it up against my pussy, 
that'd be so nice! Ahhh, what if he were to start rubbing it over my 
nipples? Damn, I wish I had big boobs like Lucy or Ellen! Lord, what would I 
do if they got any more sensitive, though? Yeah, I'd like for him to rub the 
head of his cock over them, maybe even shoot off some cum on them. That'd be 
so fucking out of sight I couldn V stand it, I know it would. 

The girl began fingering her pussy without even thinking about it. Her state 
of complete excitement had rendered her oblivious to everything but her 
immediate physical needs and the ways in which she could satisfy them. As 
her finger worked in and out of her pussy's frothy lips and then glided back 
to deliver a soft, friendly caress to her anus, which bore an equal charge 
of sensual feeling, she naturally conceived of admitting Dave's prick into 
that opening as well. 

After all, if my own finger feels so good there, she told herself, then why 
wouldn't his cock feel good there too? But it's so big! It'd hurt like hell, 
I know that, but damn, mightn't it feel good too? Maybe I can get Lucy to 
let him fuck her in the ass, just so I can see how it's done. She'd love it, 
I'll bet. She's already told me that she just loves having Dad do it to her 
there. Yes, I'll do it: I'll watch him fuck her ass-hole and once I've 
learned how to do it then I'll make him do it to me! I want to have his 
prick in me every way possible. I want to do everything under the sun with 
him! 

"Unngghhh! Ahhhhh!" Lucy cried out, twisting about with freewheeling abandon 
as she ground her cunt above Dave's tightly gripped prick and delivered 
telling doses of stimulation to that tenderly inflamed flesh. "Omigod, he's 
fucking me to death! I've never felt it so good, not ever! Ooohhh, Davey, 
shove it home! Work it home and fuck me harder. I love to feel it driving in 
deep!" 

"Eat me, eat me harder!" Linda groaned as she forced her pussy down against 
the youth's mouth with as much ferocity as she had ever displayed. "Mmmmmm, 
get your tongue up my cunt and lap the cum out! I feel like I could cum 
forever!" 

Totally beset by the furiously excited women, Dave surrendered to his 
sensual desires and let his body dictate its own course. He managed with 
surprising grace to satisfy the desires of both women, though he did so in 
an entirely unknowing manner. His tongue and prick worked independently of 
each other and coordinated their movements with those of the woman enjoying 
each organ. The taste and scent of Linda's hot pussy, together with the hot, 
wet grasp of Lucy's eager cunt, collaborated to wrest a display of climactic 
joy from his body which swept over him like a storm. 

Humping violently, he fucked himself up into Lucy's well-placed cunt and 
also drove his tongue as far into Linda's equally well-placed receptacle. He 
managed to give each woman exactly what she wanted, though he did so without 
thinking about it. Though his balls had been fearfully depleted of their 
spermy load by the young girls, he managed to generate enough of the salty 
cream to spurt a few jets of hot cum into his stepmother's tender cunt. His 
prick continued jerking and pulsating wildly long after he had emitted the 
last droplet of semen, however, and Lucy felt each of those convulsions with 
total clarity. The knowledge that she had fucked her stepson into a climax 
sent a wave of hot, thudding pleasure flooding through her body and added 
immeasurably to the force of the climax which had been turning her loins 
into a maelstrom of delight. Grunting out obscene oaths of joy, she worked 
her cunt back and forth, ground it from side to side and bobbed up and down 
until she could no longer move. 

Linda, meanwhile, had been undergoing much the same experience but in a 
subtly different way, one much more appropriate to the stimulation she was 
receiving from Dave's tongue. Her sexual feeling had become centered 
primarily in her clitoris and at the height of her climax she moved slightly 
so as to bring that throbbing nub of sensitivity more directly against his 
relentless tongue. Dave managed to comprehend her desire and gave her 
exactly what she wanted, a long series of tongue caresses directly upon the 
very fount of her sexual feeling. He worked his tongue back and forth over 
her swollen clitoris until she could no longer stand it. 

"Ohhh, God, I never had any better head than that," she whimpered, pitching 
herself forward and tearing her pussy away from his face. "I can't stand any 
more of it. It's so fucking good I'm going crazy!" 

Lucy sagged forward once she had exhausted the arousal which had been 
festering within her cunt. She stretched out atop her stepson, keeping his 
cock still within her cunt's grip, and rested her face on his calves. Even 
Dave's youthful virility had to succumb to the long series of climaxes he 
had enjoyed and his prick quickly wilted into a long, limp tube that 
gradually eased its way out of her cunt. Exhausted and breathless, he lay 
back and closed his eyes. 

"Well, it looks to me as though this is going to be a memorable vacation for 
Dave," Ellen said, having finger-fucked herself into another climax and now 
somewhat recovered from its more telling effects. "I'll bet there aren't 
many guys his age who are getting as much ass as he is!" 

"Or getting such good ass," he replied, turning to look at her. "Man, I 
still can't believe that all this is happening to me! If it's a dream, I 
sure hope I never wake up!" 

"It's no dream," Ann told him. "And from now on, big brother, you'd better 
make sure that you keep yourself in tiptop condition. I've got a feeling 
that you just might find yourself extended to the limit, trying to keep all 
four of us satisfied for as long as we're here!" 


 THE END
