THE INCESTUOUS FAMILY
By Grace Wilkinson


Chapter 1

"I think the first thing to do is change her name," Zelda Harris told her agent husband,
Thor. They were on the way home from shopping for such outlandish things as
sleeping bags in order to keep Thor's fifteen year old daughter happy, who was visiting
them on her own free will for the first time this coming weekend. The girl had been
bred of an earlier deep-freeze marriage Thor had suffered a year of to one of his first
clients.
"The 'Alice image' is out of date," his present wife continued.
"Her mother was in love with Alice Faye," Thor grunted. "Still is, I guess." As far as he
knew, his former wife had never broken her vow of renewed chastity after the divorce,
or more specifically, after their daughter, Alice, had been conceived. She had dedicated
herself to raising a pure, unadulterated, and, as Zelda often put it, 100% pure corn oil
little girl, whose idea of exhilaration was camping!
"You know, Thor," his zesty, rarely quiet wife continued. "I think you're making a
mistake with this camping bit. I'm willing to bet that the reason she wants to come is to
try the richer side of the street for awhile. She can go nature loving with her mother."
"She's coming because she wants to get in the movies or get on television like they all
do. She thinks there's some kind of short cut."
"Sometimes there is," Zelda said thoughtfully, remembering how she had refused a very
important director two weeks in his bed on Majorca because she had fallen for Thor
Harris and though she had nothing against sleeping around, she couldn't leave him for
as long as two weeks! For one thing, she had been afraid of losing him!
"Oh, Christ, Zelda, your actresses today are actresses! They don't care where they act,
They just want to act! The kids been raised in a fairyland world that doesn't exist
anymore!"
"So we go camping... so?"
"So I don't think our new home is the place to douse the stars in her eyes. Christ, if
she's walking around impressed, she's not going to hear a damn thing I say."
"What are you going to say?"
"How the hell do I know?" he grunted irrationally, disturbed by the sudden need to
counsel his own daughter after so many years. 'Tell her what I try to tell them all, I
guess. Naw, I can't do that, either. Maybe I can get her a couple of auditions as a favor
somewhere. Maybe I can get a director to tell her to go get some schooling and
experience. I don't know."
Zelda reached over and patted his thigh, then snuggled her whole body over to him a
little more closely, planting her hand on his inner thigh with a little squeeze. She knew
why they were going camping even though they could barely face the uncomfortable
activity for their own sakes. Thor needed his daughter to see him and know him as a
human being and he hoped to accomplish that by meeting her on terms she
understood, in an atmosphere she loved. He had no idea what kind of image Alice's
disgruntled, puritanical mother had painted of him over the years, but the other night,
he had said very suddenly, with no preliminary conversation.
"I bet she thinks I have six arms one leg, and ten pricks!"
Zelda giggled with the memory. "So we disappoint her with the real you, huh?" she had
told him teasingly. Zelda could not imagine how he expected to reveal the real Thor
Harris in a cabin or fishing on a river, but she had learned to respect his crazy intuition
about things. He might not know why he wanted to do something, but they always
found out why he had done it and were glad afterwards that he had.
They had rented a cabin by a river where there was supposed to be good fishing, and
Thor had insisted that they use sleeping bags instead of bedding because they might
want to sleep outside. They picked up Alice at the railroad station and Zelda drummed
up her most enthusiastic tone of voice to tell the girl that this was a weekend when they
had planned a vacation. Off they went, right from the railroad station into the wilds.
She seemed willing to go along with anything they did, which surprised Zelda a little.
It was very easy to pull information out of the naive fifteen year old while they were
driving to the river. It seems that she had insisted upon coming in spite of her mother's
objections and insistence that the child's father could and would do nothing for his
daughter just as he had done nothing for her mother! Zelda watched her usually
imperturbable husband bristle. Then, after counting to ten under his breath, he
managed to sound reasonable.
"There's a certain charisma an actress must have, Alice. If she feels that she is too good
or pure to be contaminated by other people, she will not attract an audience or her
fellow workers. Acting is very much a group activity, a warm, touching, and loving
activity. It's not just having your name in lights."
"Mom said you look at it as sexual!" She said "sexual" with a slight grimace, obviously a
tone that she had picked up from her mother.
Thor looked at Zelda in exasperation. Zelda said for him, "I think 'sensual' is a better
word for it than 'sexual!' " She continued. "Of course, a sensual woman is both sexual
and an actress."
Alice was not sure that Zelda had the authority to advise on this matter. Guardedly she
asked, "Are you an actress?"
"A damn good actress," Thor interrupted loudly. "She gave up a successful career to
marry me!"
"Whatever for?" Alice naively blundered.
"She preferred the sexual to the acting sensuality," Thor said with a faint smile.
Zelda could not resist reaching over and squeezing his leg, and he quickly put his hand
down to catch her hand and keep it on his thigh. His wife understood that she was to
be an example of a warm, sensual woman now for Alice's edification. It was clear that
the young girl was wary but that she hadn't entirely swallowed her mother's teachings.
Such teachings ran counter to the prevailing social attitudes of the day so it was
probable that the girl was suffering a great deal of confusion. Zelda saw Thor's strategy
immediately. Douse the child with plenty of warmth, his gesture told his wife. Get the
girl's nervous system warmed up so that she would want to take acting classes, would
want to be a real actress instead of a remote star. There was no doubt that Alice, with
her soft brown, sparkling hair and her china doll features was beautiful, but that was no
longer the asset it used to be. It was no longer enough. She was going to have to gain
ability!
By the time they reached the cabin, they actually had the girl laughing. It had been
Zelda's idea to bring along a card table and folding chairs to picnic by the river. Lunch
had been prepared in advance and was riding in the cooler.
"Table and chairs?" the girl queried as Zelda sought her help in unloading the Hertz
trailer attached to the back of the car.
"Yes," Zelda said gaily. She was beginning to enjoy the trip after all. "I thought it would
be fun to have a picnic by the river instead of always having to eat in the cabin," she
said triumphantly.
"Sounds great," was all Alice said and pitched right in to help. She would much prefer
to sit on the riverbank and dangle her feet in the water while she ate, but she had
vowed to spend this weekend doing things their way, of trying a different kind of life
with different attitudes and values from her mother's. Her mother was lovely and
worked hard and was terribly disappointed because she had never found the career in
the movies that she had wanted. Her one pride was that she had chosen to be a loser
herself because she would not sell her virtues for success. But Alice had begun to
question her mother's values. She was such a beautiful woman, and yet she was such a
lonely person! Too many of the teenager's friends had suggested that if she continued to
adopt all her mother's attitudes about life and sex, Alice, too, was going to end up a
lonely old maid.
She had become very curious about her father. Her mother had moved her a thousand
miles away and made it clear to Thor that he was considered a contamination to be
done away with. The only way she knew that was by reading the return letter, which
her mother, surprisingly, had never thrown away but had kept with several old love
letters from the courtship period. Thor had defended himself against her allegations but
had agreed to stay away to keep the child from having to suffer any undue conflicts. It
took her three years to convince her mother to let her visit her father. She had had the
common sense to ask the help of a clergyman that her mother respected. The
clergyman accomplished the miracle, and now, here she was, almost surprised to
discover that her father was as normal as any other man she knew. On top of that, he
was quite handsome and very nice. His wife bleached her hair, but lots of women did
that these days. Some of the girls at school even did it!
The lunch consisted of a salad with all kinds of seafood in it, luxury things like lobster
and crab and shrimp, things her mother never bought. And they had wine, a white but
fruity wine that her father said was not very strong and kept filling and refilling her
glass with. She hated to object that she had never been allowed wine before, and
besides, it gave her the most delicious feelings!
She began to feel terribly grateful. It was strange. She had been taught to say "thank
you" religiously, but the words had been an empty form, she realized now. For the first
time in her life, her heart began to swell with the necessity to show her enthusiasm
about the food.
"That's a delicious salad," she told Zelda. She was savoring a piece of lobster as she
spoke. "What kind of salad dressing is it?"
"It's a concoction of my own," Zelda answered in pleased surprise. "I'm glad you like
it."
Thor, too, had begun to relax. After all, it was no less comfortable eating out by the
river than eating out on his terrace at home! Both he and Zelda fell to gaily laughing
and chatting, especially because they were drinking too much wine, much more than
they usually did. He wanted to get Alice high, to be sure she was well loosened and
happy. It was a wonderful power he felt as he saw himself able to do what he had never
been able to do with the gorgeous mother she so resembled... warm her up!
Alice found herself caught up in their infectious good humor. She was supremely
happy. She was happier than she could ever remember having been. She was doing
something that didn't seem to have any rules and regulations. She felt as though she
had burst out of a box, and she thought briefly of the naked women who did exactly
that, according to Bill, her secret boyfriend.
A kind of euphoria, a feeling of blissful well-being seemed to be seeping into her. She
began to wonder how her mother could have found Thor so unpleasant! Still, she had
always kept his letters! Well, his daughter thought he was very witty and funny. And he
certainly was handsome. The very tips of his short sandy hair were just beginning to
silver and he had beautiful blue eyes with dark lashes like her own. He looked as
though he kept in pretty good shape, too. So far she had seen him only in his tee shirt,
but his arms looked well muscled and he didn't have a flabby stomach at all. Both he
and Zelda were deeply tanned, more so than Alice. She and her mother loved camping,
but her mother had taught her to be careful of too much tan, that someday she would
look like a prune if she got too much tan. Zelda didn't look like a prune. The fifteen
year old didn't know how old Zelda was but she didn't seem to have a single wrinkle!
Her mother's strictures became less and less effective as the wine-drinking dragged on
into sillier and sillier heights.
Alice had never eaten so much either. Everything today had begun to have a special
taste, not really a new taste, but almost as if for the first time in her life, she felt free
enough to really notice for herself the subtle nuances of taste in the food before her.
Nobody was standing over her asking, "Isn't that good, dear? Isn't that delicious? I had
to pay a dollar and a half a pound for that. You had better enjoy it!"
"That was a fantastic lunch, Zelda," Thor said as he finally pushed away his plate and
filled all of their wine glasses again! "Every day I find a new reason why I married you!"
Thor was feeling really expansive as he sat at the table with two beautiful women seated
one on his right and the other on his left and a good meal under his belt. He couldn't
believe the rapidity of his success with his daughter, and he began to wonder a little
guiltily about her mother. It had been a long time ago. He had been young and perhaps
a bungler. Still, she had never remarried, either. Maybe the kid was rebelling against the
ice box treatment on her own!
He found himself wondering how she would look naked, just as he had wondered
about her mother and then had to marry her to find out. He had no qualms about
anything that ever went through his mind. It was his own private little room inside his
head. There was no censor there! He went even further in his imagination with this
girl, who had never been a real daughter to him. He saw her lying helpless underneath
his powerful body, completely his to do with as he wanted. She had worn a very
demure dress, unprepared for a camping expedition, but the dress could not hide the
swell of her beautiful tits that strained at the thin summer fabric. His gaze traveled over
her openly, and she began to blush, but, out of naivete probably, didn't try to look away
from him. "Oh, God! Look at that water!" he said suddenly, jumping up from his chair
and knocking it over in his enthusiasm. Thor's terrace overlooked a beautiful swimming
pool, and to him, water beside the table was to swim in, not fish in! The river looked
incredibly inviting, especially now after a good meal and in the broad sun of early
afternoon. He was beginning to get hot, and although the lunch had been so good that
he hadn't minded having to fight a couple of bees away from time to time, they were
now beginning to annoy him. "God, what've we got for after lunch, Zel? Did you think
of that?"
Alice couldn't imagine what he wanted at this point, but she was becoming more and
more entertained by these strange people, who camped with all the comforts of home
and yet had so much more of the camping spirit than her mother had ever had! Her
mother took her camping as a kind of substitute for the Girl Scout troop that didn't
exist in her home town. She was taken camping because it was healthy and fresh and
pure and there were all kinds of things a person should learn such as whittling and
drawing and knot-tying and weaving. Little Alice often looked with yearning eyes at the
groups who sat around a blazing fire and laughed and sang and just plain fooled with
each other! Little did her father know that he was giving her the gift she had most
wanted all her life, freedom from rules!
And now, Zelda had opened her magic ice box and produced the makings of some
other kind of drinks. She had a big quart of Bombay gin, a can of pink grapefruit juice
and three tall glasses.
"Ice cubes?" Thor asked in dismay as he peeked inside the box to find only a very large
chunk of solid ice.
Zelda closed the lid. With mock sternness she scolded, "Who is the bartender here, you
or me?"
"You, dear," he answered with a meek smile that inspired her to reach up and kiss him
smack on the lips. Then she opened the box again, produced an ice pick and proceeded
to cut them some ice from the block.
"I just didn't know you were so clever," he said. "I told you... I keep learning why I
married you!"
Zelda had thoroughly grilled the man who sold her the camping equipment to get all
the hints she could that would make her look like a real professional camper!
Fortunately, he really was an enthusiastic camper himself, but she couldn't quite bring
herself to do all of the things he had suggested. For example, he told her that when he
went out for a trip, he took a thick steak, poured an undiluted can of mushroom soup
over it inside a thick tinfoil wrapper, put a handful of small onions in, and wrapping it
securely, taped it to his motor while driving and by the time he got to his destination,
his meal was all hot and ready! Zelda had visions of mushroom soup trailing out
behind the car with an onion dripping here and there! She did buy a large iron skillet,
though, and was going to build herself a first rate fireplace while the others fished! She
had planned all of this out of a simple sense of duty to her husband, but now she was
becoming more enthusiastic about the idea and was eager to get started. First she had to
sit and sip the drinks with them. She wondered why Thor seemed interested in getting
Alice drunk! While the girl was off in the woods somewhere going to the bathroom, he
had put more gin in her drink.
"Alice, there's a toilet in the cabin," Zelda told her when she came back. "I forgot to
mention it."
"God, the birds don't use toilets, Zel!" Thor boomed out and for some reason they both
began to laugh simultaneously, apparently at nothing. Afraid that Alice might think
they were laughing at her, Thor went up to her then and squeezed her close to him.
"I'm hot," Zelda suddenly said, giggling still.
"Well, go jump in the pool and cool off," Thor invited with a sweep of his hand over
the river.
"Ohhhhhh, I'm too lazy to change," Zelda said.
"So go swim in your clothes," Thor said, a serious look of surprise on his features.
"They'd make me sink!" his wife answered.
"Don't be silly," he shouted jovially and circling away from Alice, he began to drag the
screaming Zelda toward the river. She struggled futilely against her husband's greater
strength and soon was forced back to the edge of the river, desperately clutching Thor's
arm.
"Oh, no! Come on, Thor! I can't! I caaannn't!" she shrieked in both fear and delight,
but it was no use. With a mighty heave he tossed her into the river, and where she fell
the water was no more than waist high, but high enough for her to disappear
momentarily in a great splash. In a moment she resurfaced and stood up.
Alice had sat frozen in shock for a moment, but when the dripping Zelda emerged from
the river, she could not help laughing at the blonde woman's bedraggled appearance.
"Thor, you... you hellion!" Zelda squealed in between laughs that were stripping her of
breath. "God, I'll fix you... you just wait!" With that she began stripping her clothes
from her curvaceous body. Alice watched in shock and disbelief as her father's wife
pulled off her dripping shirt and dropped it in a sodden heap on the grass. Reaching
behind her, Zelda found the clasps to her brassiere and in a moment it had joined the
shirt, letting free her beautiful completely tanned tits! There were no bathing suit
marks... no white places at all!
Alice had never seen many females naked before. She and her mother took modest
turns in their tent whenever they changed clothes, and because of this, she had always
avoided looking at the girls in her gym class and had dressed and undressed in the
bathroom, refusing to shower at all. But now she could not stifle the gasp of admiration
that came from her young lips as her voluptuous companion finished undressing. The
blonde woman stood on the edge of the river like a naked brown goddess, her well
tanned body already arching toward the water. Alice had never even imagined such
perfection.
"You better not dive from there, honey," Thor said, sincerely concerned. "It isn't that
deep on the edge, you know. Walk out a little."
"Oh, yeah," she said and entered the water slowly then, feeling her way among the
stones on the bottom of the river bed.
Alice could not help but feel embarrassed and glanced over at her father, but he was not
even looking at her. Instead, he too began to fumble with his clothes and Alice realized
with horror that he was going to do the same as his wife. She ought to get up and run
for the cabin, but the alcohol, it must have been, kept her riveted to her little chair as
Thor tore the clothes from his handsome body. She tried not to, but she watched in
wide-eyed fascination as her own father's shirt and trousers joined the pile of Zelda's
shirt and slacks and he stood clad only in his shorts. Surely, with his daughter here, he
would go no further! She tried to look away as he stripped them from himself but could
not, gasping in amazement at the size of his prick as it was released from the confining
material. Even soft, it looked bigger than Bill's, who had forced her to look at him one
day!
Then to her horror, Thor turned toward his daughter, mischief sparkling in his eyes.
"Come on in," he shouted to her and then disappeared into the river next to where
Zelda was lazily floating naked on her back, the pink tips of her tits jutting from the
water like the cones of tiny turrets that a child builds in the sand. Some part of Alice's
conscience, her mother's part, she knew, told Alice to get up and leave and go into the
cabin. She was getting into something that would horrify her mother, and she wasn't
sure she could handle it. Yet another part of her was fascinated by the naturalness of
the scene as husband and wife swam naked together. Her mother was always talking
about naturalness, but it was just a word, compared to this! Both adults looked over at
her as she stood and, hypnotized, moved closer and closer to the riverbank. They
beckoned with their hands and then turned toward each other laughing. The fifteen
year old could not resist!
The last of her fear and hesitation disappeared in a rising cloud of sheer happiness and
exuberance, and she quickly began to strip off her dress and underwear, throwing it
into a messy pile. In a moment she was naked and ran in a flash of pink and tan flesh
toward the river, wanting to cover her body, just the same, under the anonymity of the
water. Thor had time to catch only a glimpse of the loveliness that was so like her
mother, but his breath sucked in sharply. Her brunette beauty was the perfect
compliment to his dark-skinned, blond sultriness.
As she ran into the water and ducked under as soon as she could, the water closed
around Alice's young lush body, the effect of the alcohol intensifying all her sensations.
Oooohhh, she had had too much to drink! She could recognize the symptoms. Yet, it
felt so good! She seemed to feel each individual particle of the water, each velvet drop,
as it slipped past her tingling skin. She forgot for a moment as she swam under the
surface that she had to come up for air, it was so quiet and cool and clean-looking
down there, as clean as the lake where she and her mother often went.
Then she blushed as she came up right next to her father, who looked her straight in
the eye and smiled broadly. She ducked lower in the water so that her tits were covered,
the pink tips just an underwater shadow in the glow cast by the sunlight. Then she
forgot all about her body as the three of them splashed and played together like
children. Zelda even went out at one point and got a beach ball out of the car, and they
played a kind of dodge. At one point, Alice's arm brushed over Zelda's naked tits and a
small electric thrill seemed to run through her entire body. She looked up guiltily, but
Zelda just laughed as if nothing unusual had happened.
Thor made his way to the banking first as he began to tire. He stood on the riverbank
waiting. He was like an Adonis, a river God, his daughter thought, finding it easier to
look at him than she had expected. He was just beautiful! Her mind was still caught in
the haze of the alcohol she had consumed for and after lunch, and although she waited
for Zelda to be the next one out of the water. She was finally able to go out herself and
to stand naked with them in the grass without minding at all!
All three of them walked to the little cabin arm in arm. The fifteen year old girl
wondered why she hadn't thought of getting the clergyman to exert his pressure three
years ago! All of this time she could have enjoyed such close companionship, at least
occasionally! Never in her life had she felt such a sweet sense of total freedom! And she
made no objection at all when they all collapsed in a heap across the bed that had no
bedding on it yet. She could feel her father's heavy thigh pressing against her on one
side and Zelda's soft flank against her on the other.
"Oh, my head feels like it's made of cotton," she said.
"Oh, we know how to fix that for you," she heard her father say, and almost as if in a
dream she felt Zelda's and Thor's cool fingers lightly stroking against her temples. The
unsuspecting young girl was lost in the delicious sensations that their expert hands sent
through her spinning head and it was a little while until she realized that they were also
stroking her elsewhere. She felt a hand caressing her rib cage, just under her right titty.
Her eyes flew open in alarm, and she saw that it was Zelda who was touching her there.
Her father's wife smiled in motherly fashion.
"Just lie back and relax, honey," she said. "It's all right."
Alice hesitated in stiffness for a moment, but for some strange reason, she could not
help trusting the older woman, and besides, she was hardly in any shape to make
rational decisions anyhow. Besides, she had wanted to know what some other kind of
living was like, some other kind that did not involve all duties and responsibilities!
She was completely disoriented, not just because of the alcohol, but because her
pleasure-starved body was receiving so much and so suddenly all the sensations she had
seen others enjoy. The stroking hands that were gliding over her body sent fantastic
waves of dreamy sensations flooding through her tense body, and she wasn't aware
when those sensations began to have sexual overtones, being rather inexperienced in
that area. But her father's hands glided gently over her tanned and white flesh, moving
up between the tender softness of her thighs almost to the lust-inciting triangle of soft
brown pubic hair, almost, but not quite. Not yet!
But he was thinking about it, and Zelda knew he was thinking about it, and she had to
admit that it was a damn good idea. As long as it was his own daughter, she had no
fear of losing him. Her long slender fingers caressed the deep valley that was growing
between her fifteen year old tits, and from time to time the fingers slid up their resilient
firmness, almost to the nipples, but not quite.
Thor Harris looked down at his lovely daughter, so like her mother and yet so much
warmer and responding. He knew! He knew that he was going to fuck her and that it
was the best thing in the world that could happen to her! He could feel a yearning in
her pulling at him, too. She might not know how close she wanted him, but she sure as
hell wanted him! She was almost his now, almost ready. Just a little longer and she
would be his to handle like putty, the poor love-starved little thing!
He needed to wait just a little bit more, he told himself, but her soft, brown-haired
beauty was too much for him. He leaned down and pressed his lips tightly into the flat
naked flesh of her belly. The sudden wet contact sent a chill racing the length of Alice's
spine, and she automatically reached down and locked her hands in his hair. Mistaking
this for total surrender, Thor dropped his eager lips to her pussy, spreading the soft
brown curls with his thumbs and flicking his tongue lizard-like into the moist warm slit
of her pink cunt.
The teenager jumped from the sudden electric contact with the tiny bud of her clitoris.
Her eyes flew open, and she started to push him away, but Zelda quickly reached
forward and gripped each of her wrists and pushed her arms down to the mattress on
either side of her head. Alice automatically opened her legs as she started to struggle
against the restraint and Thor leaped forward and caught her in that obscene position
before she could close her legs again.
"Honey, after this, I won't do anything more you don't want, but God, you need it!"
Clamping his sweating palms against the soft insides of her thighs, he held her fast. Her
eyes opened wide in confusion as the tricked young teenager tried to close her wideopen 
legs, but it was a hopeless battle. She could see her handsome father crouched on
all fours down between her widely spread thighs smiling soothingly at her from
between her upstanding tits. The pink moist flesh of her naked cunt was presented up
to his lusty face in defenseless sacrifice as she lay frozen to the bare mattress, the
terrible truth dawning on her that maybe her mother had been right, that it was
dangerous to visit her father! Very dangerous indeed!


Chapter 2

Alice watched in horror as her father's tongue slowly circled his lips in nervous
anticipation of the tongue-fucking ravishment about to take place.
She finally located her own voice and begged, "Please let me up, Zelda! Oh, please!"
"Relax, honey," Zelda said gently. "He wouldn't hurt you for the world. He wouldn't
take your cherry! He just wants to show you something that will help you take your
relaxation back home with you."
"What... what do you mean?" the terrified girl could not help asking.
"He's going to show you what you can do at home to have the freedom and warmth
that's denied you. I guess you could use something like that, couldn't you, sweetheart?"
Zelda could not help almost crying herself. It was partly that she, too, had had too
much to drink and the slightest emotion made her weepy! She always felt sorry for girls
and women who were repressed like Alice was. She had been very, very lucky herself.
"I... I think it's wrong!" the poor girl stuttered out her mother's point of view, but
uncertainly, because her own friends differed on that. Perhaps this was her opportunity
to find out for herself!
While Zelda held her arms firmly to the mattress, Thor once again placed his palms flat
against the insides of her thighs, his thumbs resting on the soft flanges of her cunt.
Then with a slow torturing outward movement of his thumbs he drew the ragged pink
pussy lips slowly apart, exposing the moist slit of her defenseless cunt to his merciless
gaze. He watched it greedily for a moment and then with an animal-like groan, he
dropped his head and buried the full length of his tongue snake-like up into the warmly
throbbing walls of her cunt!
The captive daughter jerked, a soul-searing moan escaping from deep in her chest. In
vain her ass ground down into the uncovered mattress, scratching her asscheeks on the
buttons as she tried to escape the maddening assault on her genitals. Yet a good part of
her desire to escape was embarrassment about what he might find out about her, for in
one often regretted slip, she had allowed Bill to break through her virginity! She had
hated the experience and found that there was nothing to it. It meant nothing at all to
her except the loss of her hymen. She couldn't even feel him and had to ask him if he
were finished! Now, she didn't know whether her father would be able to tell that she
wasn't a virgin or not!
"Oh, God! Ooooohhhhhh!" Alice whimpered, confused in her desires and fears before
his depraved attack. Her head was up off the mattress, watching in horrified disbelief
that this could actually be happening to her as she saw his sandy head rocking up and
down in hungry, long-awaited feast between her open legs below. He had not known
how hungry for her he had become! Perhaps there was some mixture in his mind!
Perhaps she had awakened all the old frustrated desires he had buried with her
mother's memory!
"It can't be right! It can't be..." Alice groaned over and over to herself in undisguised,
yet unsure, humiliation, her head falling back onto the mattress and flailing helplessly
from side to side as her father's tongue speared in and out of the involuntarily dilating
lips of her velvet cunt. In spite of her terror at the horrible things being done to her
defenseless genitals by her own father, tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure began to ripple
deep down in her nakedly quivering belly and her arms tensed against Zelda's grip
while her firmly rounded tits jiggled from the lewd buffeting her body was undergoing.
She watched her tits and was proud in spite of everything! She had a damn goodlooking figure!
Then suddenly, to Alice's further horror, Zelda leaned down, still maintaining the grip
on the fifteen year old's wrists and blew gently on her upthrust nipples. Alice shuddered
at the new sensation that rippled through her pinioned young body as her nipples
stiffened reflexively. Then Zelda brought her mouth closer to the girl's straining tits and
began to slowly circle her tongue wetly around the tiny pink buds. Alice watched in
horrified disbelief as her nipples reacted further to this second unnatural attack and
began to harden, their color deepened as the blood rushed into them.
Thor's blue eyes remained wide open as his mouth and tongue fucked animal-like at the
widespread tightness of his fear-tensed daughter's cunt. He watched with incredulous
delight the contorted expressions on her face as Zelda's blond head lowered further and
further onto her swollen tits. He knew that she was totally unaware of the conflict of
emotions, the confusion of fear and ecstasy, that was playing across her beautiful china
doll face! He was waiting for the first signs of the surrender he knew was sure to come.
God, he had never been able to get that much expression on her mother's frozen
features!
Alice lay hypnotized almost in abject submission to the depraved outrages her helpless
body was being subjected to. There was nothing she could do and when she thought of
her mother, great tears of humiliation and shame welled up in her eyes. Yet they did
not spill over. She listened to the obscene wet sucking sounds her father was making
down between her hand-held thighs and watched his blond wife's tongue digging ever
harder and harder against her rock-hard nipples. Oh, God, how could she ever face her
mother again after allowing her body to be subjected to such cruel humiliation by the
inhuman couple above her, against whom her mother had tried to warn her! They were
defiling her as she had never thought possible, shaming her beyond her wildest
imagination. And there was nothing she could do but lie beneath them and accept any
further degradation they desired without so much as a scream in protest, for who would
hear? Oh, God, why had she come? The crazy part of it was that it was her father's own
wife who was not only helping the lust-crazed beast hunched on all fours down between
her cruelly spread legs but was actually joining in the depraved assault herself!
Thor's eyes remained locked on her young face as he continued the torturing fucking of
his tongue deep into her protesting cunt. At least she was no virgin, no matter what she
claimed! He watched the play of conflicting emotions on her face as she worried first
about her mother and then fell helplessly into the wondrous new sensations she was
feeling. He was unable to check a feeling of satisfaction with himself that he had finally
been able to save her from that cake of ice who was her mother! After all, she was as
much his daughter as he was hers! Women seemed to find that little fact very easy to
forget!
He certainly wished this beautiful child no harm! If she really wanted to become an
actress, then she had come to the right person, not as an agent but as a qualified,
advising parent. And he would do and say whatever was necessary to acquire her dream
for her! In his determination, he unwittingly gave an extra hard flick of his tongue. He
hoped to God that she wanted him to go further. He could never take her against her
will, not all the way. As Zelda knew, he simply wanted to bring her to orgasm so that
she would know what it was like and be able to use it for her own strengthening. Yet he
had a feeling that she was going to beg for it after awhile, and by God, he sure looked
forward to that! He chuckled softly as he got a better grip on her thighs. This would get
her, he grinned and flicked the tip of his tongue downward into the tight little puckered
hole of her ass that nestled just below the opening of her sweet-tasting cunt.
"Nnnnnnnnggghhhhh!" The unexpected searing contact with her sensitive asshole
brought a low moan of anguish from Alice's full red lips. She clenched her blue eyes
tightly shut and her lips bared back over her teeth from the wild sensations that were
racing deliciously out of control through her nakedly exposed body!
"Ooohhhhhm Daaaadddddyyy, please don't!" she whimpered, trying desperately to
screw her loins away from the hot flicking tongue still licking without mercy at her
asshole. The agent's only answer was a lewd chuckle from his wet lips and a further
stab into the tight fleshy ring.
"Aaaaaaggghhhh!" she groaned again as tiny goosebumps of unwanted excitement
rippled across her quivering belly and heaving tits. Just then Zelda's head dropped
lower and she took one of Alice's pink wet nipples in her mouth and began gently
nibbling at it with her teeth.
The young fifteen year old beauty sobbed helplessly before this double attack, and
suddenly, in spite of her revulsion and humiliation, she felt her body begin to desert her
in a strange way! Her asscheeks jerked forward involuntarily at the darting wet tongue
that was sending helpless new spasms of delicious sensation coursing through her
alcohol-sensitized nerves.
"Oh, what's happening? What's happening? Oh, no, it mustn't!" The cruel realization
of her loss of control suddenly hit her with full understanding, bringing further cries of
shame and humiliation at the thought. She was not only committing obscene incest
with her own father and his wife, but the more frightening and shameful thing was that
her body was suddenly enjoying it! She clenched her teeth together and fought with all
her might against the tiny little licking sparks of desire that threatened to burst
suddenly into uncontrollable flame and devour her. But it was a losing battle as the
merciless couple above her mewled and licked ceaselessly at her defenseless body.
And then she realized that here she was, trying to rebel against the strict and cold life in
which her mother had raised her and refusing that very opportunity she most needed to
taste of warmth and togetherness and honest love! There was a brief, leftover struggle
within her confused and tortured mind, but the dam burst! Her shamelessly aroused
body suddenly jerked spasmodically and began a slow abandoned movement up against
Thor's hard-fucking tongue, and a low soul-stirring moan came from deep in her young
chest. Forgotten were any thought of her mother and her interminable rules! Forgotten
was all humiliation. All that mattered now were the delicious, freeing shafts of pleasure
piercing through her flesh like tiny pricking needles of pure fire!
Her father sensed her sudden submissive surrender and with a savage grin, he fucked
his thick wet tongue deep into the quivering sheath of Alice's cunt again. And now her
blasted iceberg of a mother was no longer with them! She had been defeated, hopefully,
once and for all! He could feel the soft silky pubic hairs grazing tantalizingly against the
tip of his nose and the sides of his cheeks as his daughter now ground her whitely
rounded ass up against his face in a slow hypnotic rhythm. She was his now, he gloated
excitedly as he watched the pained contortions of her face as her eyes clenched her lips
baring back over the whiteness of her teeth.
He was convinced now that it wouldn't be long before she would be wanting him to
fuck it deep into that soft little belly of hers and shoot his eager sperm all the way up
into this tightly steaming little pussy... so deprived in the past... but no more! She
would soon be a true, warm woman, like any worthwhile hot bitch screaming to be
fucked by any cock she could get her hands on. Well, he gloated with delight, knowing
that idea was a little extreme, she'd get it now, all right! She'd get it good! He was
beginning to move his lips away from Alice's warmly streaming pussy when he was
stopped by his wife as she raised her beautiful head from his daughter's passion-swollen
tits.
"You can have yours later, doll," she said. "I want to be first!" And with these surprising
words she swung her naked body around and straddled Alice's chest, her ass just above
the deserted tits and her knees on either side of the girl's brown head. Her pussy was
poised just an inch or two away from Alice's passion-distorted face, tiny drops of
moisture seeping down onto the teenager's chin from between her step-mother's fleshy
pink cuntal lips. Alice stared uncomprehendingly at Zelda's waiting pussy as the
woman took the girl's head in her hands and tried to guide her mouth toward the wideopen hole.
Under the maddening torture of her father's flicking tongue, Alice had squirmed and
bucked until she thought the pounding of her heart would break out of her chest. It
seemed as though the delicious sucking of her cunt had gone on forever when suddenly
she became aware of what Zelda was trying to get her to do. For a moment she
hesitated, but all rational thought had long ago left her alcohol and rebellion-fogged
brain. Aware of neither shame not decency any longer, she knew only the incredible
sensations of joy that the two wonderful people above her had been sending through
her body.
Finding that her hands were now free, the warmly aroused young teenager circled her
arms eagerly behind Zelda's asscheeks and pulled her father's wife's widely spread loins
right down into her face. Her own head raised up a few inches off the mattress and her
tongue shot deep into the pink moist flesh of Zelda's pussy. Zelda actually jerked from
the sudden wet contact and pressed her hands harder on either side of the girl's dark
head, pulling her face up tighter to her lusting loins. Alice's tongue was circling around
maddeningly inside her cunt lips, the tip flicking against the wet sensitive walls of her
pussy like the tongue of an angry snake.
"Oooohhhhhh," a long groan escaped from deep in the woman's throat. "That's very
good, Alice. You sure know how! Do it more!"
Without a thought, the scheming blond chanted the words out, her aroused body
heaving and jerking. She opened her thighs wider so that her silky cunt would spread
open as much as possible. Alice obligingly pulled the crack of the offered pussy wide
apart with both her hands, stretching it seemingly cruelly as she heard Zelda begging
for more, and she dropped her tongue to the small puckered asshole below as had been
done so thrillingly to her! She fucked the tip hard against the fleshy, rubbery circle until
she felt it give slightly and the tip of her tongue entered just a little. Zelda fairly
shrieked her joy now as Alice teased against the tightness of her rectum, wanting only
to return the pleasure she herself had already received in such abundance!
"Aliiiiicccce! Oh God! Oh, my God!!!" Zelda cried out, amazed.
Moving her mouth away and moistening the tip of her forefinger in Zelda's flowing
cuntal secretions, Alice then pressed the slippery tip of her finger against the tiny little
hole of the woman's ass. Her mouth moved back up to Zelda's clitoris, and as she
nibbled gently against it she thrust with her finger, fucking it in to the first knuckle in
the older woman's asshole. She had heard about this, and Bill had tried it. God, how
furious she had been with poor Bill. Yet now she wanted it herself very, very badly, and
so she gave it to another!
"Uuuuuuuugggghhhh!" Zelda grunted.
The teenager, wide-eyed with lust and determination, fucked her finger in to the second
knuckle.
"Uuuuugggghhhh! Oh, honey, it hurts!"
Instinctively, the inexperienced brunette held her finger still and fucked her tongue
deep up into Zelda's cunt again until the woman could become accustomed to the
strange unnatural presence in her asshole.
Holding her breath with her mouth wide open, her lips drawn back tight over her teeth,
Zelda sat stock-still. Her expression was part pain and part amazement that the girl
should try this. She saw total amazement on her husband's face! After a seeming
eternity, the blond felt able to breathe again. Alice began to lick and suck in earnest
now, her own lust teaching her all she needed to know. She twisted her finger around
and around in Zelda's rectum, stretching it wider and wider with each circle until the
pain in the older woman's asshole merged with the tremendous pleasure coursing
through her naked pussy and she began thrusting her tanned ass back on the girl's
finger, skewering it in lewd rhythm to the lashing of the fucking tongue. Alice kept her
free hand behind her stepmother's ass to press the trembling blond's loins tighter into
her face, locking the woman to her slavering lips in a hot wet connection of tongue and
cunt.
Thor Harris had raised himself up and was sitting back on his haunches, watching in
amazement the bizarre spectacle before him. He stared in fascination at the way his
wife's beautifully rounded asscheeks pressed heavily down on Alice's firm white tits
every time she jerked backwards into Alice's fucking, pumping forefinger. This lewd
exhibition not only turned him on more than anything he had ever seen, but it
convinced him that the little girl he had thought an icy virgin was a well-experienced
hot little bitch. He chuckled.
As she crouched there, impaled between Alice's tongue and finger, a strange
masochistic wildness had taken hold of Zelda's body, and she ground her ass in wild
abandoned ecstasy hard up against the maddening probings into her steaming loins.
Nothing mattered now but the swirling agony of the lustful sensation rippling over
every inch of her nakedly exposed flesh. There was nothing else in the world, and she
writhed and twisted above her lewdly working step-daughter, gasping and moaning all
the obscene words that came into her tortured and anguished mind.
"God, Alice! Suck me, Alice! Lick me! Fuck your finger in my ass! Harder! Right into
the hole! Stick it all! Fuck it! Ooooohhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhggg!"
Hearing Zelda's cries and understanding that she was approaching a quick climax, Alice
slaved like a demon below. She could see the lust-crazed blond looming above her, her
beautiful, curvaceous torso twisting and writhing as if in some exotic oriental dance.
Zelda's eyes were tightly shut and expressions of pain and ecstasy flickered over her
lovely tanned face. Her blond hair billowed out in glistening waves of sunshine around
her as she twisted her head helplessly from side to side. Her thighs spasmodically
opened and closed against the sides of Alice's head, and the teenager could feel their
warm soft resilience press tightly against her ears as the woman jerked involuntarily
from an extra deep flick of the tongue fucking into her sensitized cunt. The young girl
could feel the woman's belly begin to rise and fall more quickly, and her head flailed
more and more wildly from side to side, her long blond hair lashing out like white
whips!
Alice fucked her wet tongue deeper, and Zelda's thighs pressed more tightly into the
sides of the young girl's head, tightening and softening in rhythm to the thrust of the
punishing tongue. She knew that the woman was on the brink of something she had
never felt herself! An orgasm!
But she could wait! Her stepmother's tits were heaving and dancing wildly on her chest,
while her fingers twisted crazily in Alice's brown hair.
Then as she arched her back, her head stopped its flailing and tensed, the cords in her
neck standing out like steel cables. Her face contorted and a low guttural scream started
deep in her throat, choked off at the last moment by a long soulful gasp that sounded
strangely like a dying animal.
"Aaaaaauuuuuuuwwwwgggghhhhh!" Zelda felt as though she were losing her insides as
the fluids of her orgasm started deep in her belly and gushed out around Alice's still
fucking tongue and dribbled down her cheeks and chin. The climaxing blond could feel
it running wetly down the crack of her ass around the finger still sunk deep in her
widely stretched asshole and onto Alice's chest below. She gave one last gasp and half
collapsed, her head slumping forward onto her heaving chest, her hands supporting her
weight on the mattress by Alice's head. She could not move. The world had ended and
she had been consumed in the last cataclysmic fire that was the destruction of every
living thing. She couldn't decide whether she was being rewarded or punished for her
complicity in Thor's scheme to rape his daughter! She sat absolutely still, her arms
splayed out uselessly like a rag doll.
With her young brunette head still nestled between Zelda's still quivering thighs, Alice,
too, lay still. They could both feel the wetness of Zelda's orgasm spread out over Alice's
cheeks. Both girls were panting out their exhaustion together when the sound of Thor's
voice shattered their reverie.
"Okay, lover doll," he said to his wife. "Roll off now. It's my turn!"
Wrapped up in her lust with Zelda, Alice had almost forgotten that her father was
there. She closed her eyes tightly in a futile gesture to shut out the knowledge that he
had seen her shameful act with his wife. She suddenly wished that she could disappear
into the mattress like a flea!
Thor, deciding that her naivete had all been an act, felt free to be lusty with her now in
both action and language, just as lewd and lascivious as he would be with Zelda. "Now
I'm going to fuck you, honey," he breathed hoarsely. He stood up and advanced toward
her. She had not seen his prick get all bloated like that, she had been so lewdly
occupied with his wife, but it stood out now from under his belly like the menacing
shaft of a heavy blunt spear. With a devouring leer, he began stroking the
uncircumcised foreskin back and forth over the hard bulbous head.
"Do you like that, honey?" he asked, still enjoying the play of emotions that kept
crossing over her lovely face. Christ, he thought to himself. If she can get control over
what her face can do, she'll be one hell of an actress someday! But the thought
disappeared as soon as it arrived. He had become unbearably excited watching the two
women make love only a few feet away from him, and now he took pleasure in teasing
his daughter, seeing that there was shame on her face.
"Bet you never had anything this good stuffed into you," Thor continued in his teasing.
Again Alice was confused. The heat that was still unsatisfied in her loins had begun to
rise once more. And against her will, Alice's blue eyes dropped to the hard, fleshy
blood-engorged cock that her father was holding in his hand. God, it was thick!
In spite of her fear, the still slightly inebriated young girl found herself wondering how
a woman could possibly take a thing like that inside her without being completely split
apart. She lay still, her thighs still open wide, her breath coming so fast that she felt her
lungs would burst. Her belly quivered and heaved as though he already had the long
thick cock sunk fuckingly deep inside her helpless cunt.
Slipping his lips wetly around the nipple of Alice's heaving left titty, Thor bent down
over her prostrate body. She groaned and, still embarrassed, tried to twist away from
the sudden sharp sensation, but his hands, playing over the soft gentle flare of her hips
and thighs, held her fast. His lips roamed lewdly over the palpitating white mounds,
causing a blissful twitch to descent feather-like to her tingling loins below, and her ass
began a slow, impatient grinding down into the bare, uncomfortably rough mattress.
As his lies slavered over the soft sensitive parts of her young body, he moaned, "Damn
it, girl, you're getting hot!" His blue eyes seemed hard and cruel in the greed of his
desire, and he wanted to really make love to her like she had never been loved before!
"I'm going to screw you like you've never been screwed before, honey. You're going to
twist and squirm when this long hard cock of mine sinks into your belly, but after
awhile you're going to be begging for more. And, honey, you are going to be an actress
when I get through with you!"
Alice lay frozen under the prodding of his obscene words. Their very lewdness excited
her more and more, but still she fought within herself against this final surrender for
her mother had stolen back into her consciousness once again.
"Come on and spread your legs wide, sweetie. I'm coming now!"
Quivering, half in fear and half in alcohol-heightened anticipation, Alice did as he told
her so that he could lever up between her thighs with one hand resting on her shoulder.
He dropped his other hand down between their two poised bodies, taking the hard,
throbbing head of his lust-bloated cock and guiding it forward, using the thick rubbery
head to part the fleshy lips of her pink cunt. Alice turned her head to the side on the
bed, closing her eyes with a shudder as she felt the soft electric contact against the
sensitive edges of her moistly pulsating pussy. Holding her breath for what seemed an
eternity, she lay still in utter horror and anticipation before him, not even daring to
breathe.
"Ooooohhhhh," she gasped as she felt the first harsh pressure against the tight elastic
opening of her secretly hungry cunt. He pushed!
"Aaaaaagggghhhh," she coughed as the huge, blood-swollen tip slipped through,
stretching cruelly through the tight rubber orifice until the fifteen year old felt as
though her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless outward pressure.
"Ohhhh, Daddy, no, please! You're hurting me!" She was suddenly whining as she
jerked her eyes open in fear and saw Thor grinning above her. Oh, God, he was killing
his own daughter and enjoying it! Her mother had been right! To the young girl's
frightened mind, he seemed to like watching her suffer under the cruelty of his slow
relentless penetration of her helpless cunt.
Meanwhile, Thor was really trying to hold himself back. He knew that his beautiful
daughter trembling beneath him was afraid, just as her mother had been so many years
before. It was instinct for him to be patient with her, but that was the mistake he had
made years ago. It could very well have been his patience that ruined the woman's sex
life! Suddenly something snapped within him. His smile faded from his face and a
contorted expression of raw determination that looked like lust replaced the smile. He
could stand it no more, he thought, as he felt his young daughter to be his long-ago
wife! He would not put up with her foolishness any more! He would take her by force,
if necessary! Seeing her spread-eagled beneath him, the head of his blood-filled cock
disappeared slowly up into the hair of her brown-fringed pussy. He had to fuck her and
quick before she got away and talked him out of it!
He fell forward, his weight smashing her full firm tits back against her chest. At the
same time, he thrust his hips forward and his long thick cock slid into her cunt like a
raging express train, pushing the soft moist flesh of her cuntal walls before it in rippling
waves. There was no stopping it, and he groaned aloud with the exquisite torture as his
balls smacked heavily against the upturned cheeks of her tightly clenched asscheeks.
"God! Oh, God!" she cried beneath him. What a difference from Bill! She had never felt
filled like this with him that time! It seemed as though her father's hard cock was
ripping her cunt into a thousand tiny threads as he fucked mercilessly up between her
quivering open thighs. And now, now his monstrous prick lay stuck deep inside her
soft white belly, filling every part of her insides. There wasn't one tiny piece of flesh on
it that she couldn't feel as it pressed tightly against the soft inner flesh of her cunt,
enclosed in that warm moist sheath like a sword sliced cruelly into its victim's belly.
His handsome face directly over hers, Thor lay still for a moment. Alice, too, lay
immobile, afraid to move for fear of the pain it might bring. Neither made a sound for
a long moment, and then suddenly she felt a throb deep inside. The thickness of her
father's cock jerked up another half an inch as he flexed it inside her sensitive cunt.
"Aaaauuuuggghhhh!" she groaned breathlessly, her face contorting as the pain
deepened.
"I told you I'd stretch your tight little pussy, baby," he teased her as he flexed again
deep inside her cunt. "You just wait, though. There's no avoiding the pain for the
pleasure!"
"Aaaaaaggggghhhh," she groaned louder this time, the cords in her neck standing out
from the pressure of her resistance.
"Come on now, you've got to learn to relax and then you'll enjoy it, honey," he grinned
down in lewd delight to realize that he had been stubborn enough to go this far. "Don't
you enjoy it?"
There was no answer.
"I asked you if you didn't like it," he said, flexing again.
"Ooooohhh, yes! Yes!" she cried, afraid to offend him and not really knowing the
answer. The pain seemed too unbearable just yet. His cock seemed to her inhumanly
thick. Were they all... or most of them... like this?
"Let me hear you beg me, honey," he said with a strange lust-ridden grin.
She was busy noticing how glazed and far away his eyes were and gave him no
response.
"Come on, sweetheart, beg!" he said again.
"Beg what?" she cried, cringing, gritting her teeth to hold back a moan of despair.
"Beg me to fuck you. Come on!" He throbbed his huge bloated cock again, deep in her
trembling belly.
"Ooooohhh, God, don't! Daddy, I can't say that!" she cried, her far-away mother
frowning in her mind. It seemed to her the ultimate humiliation to beg him to do what
he would surely do anyway and to use words that would very likely made her mother
faint dead away if she ever suspected! No, she had to hold out about some things!
Having sex was one thing, but she didn't have to make it dirty!
But the apparently cold-hearted father had his reasons for dragging it out of her. He
demanded a total surrender or she would return to that icy world and be unhappy for
the rest of her life just like her silly mother! He knew he had to strip the last vestiges of
that coldness and resistance from her, and throbbing his lust-engorged cock deeper
inside her tightly resisting cuntal walls, he dug his fingers into the softness of her
shoulders at the same time.
"Come on, do it!" he commanded, a savage fire burning in his eyes and deep lines
between his eyebrows as he glared down at her. "Beg!" he repeated as sternly as he
knew how.
"Oh, God," she sobbed, her will broken by the helplessness of her position and by all
the alcohol she had unwittingly consumed. "Do it to me! Do it to me!"
"No!" he said flatly. "Not like that! Say 'fuck me!' " he demanded.
"Oh, fuck me!" she hissed through clenched teeth, tears gushing from her eyes as she
spit out the obscene words. Her humiliation, not before him so much as before the
frowning mother in her mind, and her degradation was complete. She would never be
the same again. She could never go home to her mother. She had better run away! She
had allowed herself to lose control over all the things she knew were right and now she
wished she were dead! She could never face her mother with the innocence that she
always had had. Her mother would know that she was a whore, nothing but a common
whore! Bitterly and irrationally the words bored into her mind. She was lost! Lost!
There was nothing left for her! Nothing at all! Nothing, that is, but the huge fleshy
instrument buried deep and now comfortably deep inside her burning, hungry cunt!
Thor sensed the loss of the last remaining ounce of resistance left in the young girl's
soul, and clamping his wet lips right down over her mouth he began a slow rocking
motion of his loins between her widely spread thighs. He could feel her tight narrow
cuntal hole widening slightly with each short smooth fucking strokes as she groaned in
helpless defeat below him. It wouldn't take long to turn this smooth soft-bodied young
teenager into a raw, squealing mass of helpless desire. He could feel it in the way she
had reacted to his earlier touches. Even though she was resisting and was convinced at
least partly that her mother was still right, he could detect a latent hot streak in her that
he had never found in her mother. It should make all the difference... he prayed! He
had watched her a few minutes ago with Zelda. God, what a show that had been!
Maybe she felt safer with a woman, felt that somehow she wasn't disobeying her
mother's anti-male strictures! Well, he was going to take care of that little problem right
now. She was going to get fucked by a real man, even if it was her own father!
Alice's lush young body began to react involuntarily. There was no longer any reason to
fight the lewd flames of alcohol and lust-fired desire coursing through her veins. She
had lost the battle against the obscene feelings, and even the agonizing thought of her
final surrender sent chills running along the base of her spine as she felt the slow
rhythm of her father's cock skewering wetly into her. It was unexplainable to her, but
suddenly she was free now, free from the image of her scowling mother, free to follow
the natural urges of her body.
Great changes took place in her feelings. Beneath her beloved daddy, her whole body
twitched and writhed, and she groaned incessantly up into the wetness of his mouth,
shoving her tongue with a sudden, complete abandon deep into his throat. Low hums
of passionate servile acceptance came in torrents from deep in her chest, her face
contorted with need, her mouth working, neck straining, nostrils dilated, a light
perspiration breaking out on her forehead under the now disheveled brown hair.
Thor slipped his muscular hands down along her sides and slid them under the soft
smooth mounds of her moving asscheeks, grasping them harshly, one in each hand. He
remembered with lust-inciting clarity his desires earlier in the day, to find the way to
stoke her little furnace and make it bum forever. Well, he had certainly accomplished
that! The realization that her sweet young asscheeks were in his capable hands and were
now his to do with as he pleased drove him to an even greater frenzy. They were
flexing and unflexing in lusty tempo, oozing warmly around his fingers as he pressed
his hands tightly into them. He jerked her harder to his loins and felt her pulling her
thighs back a little more, the moist wet circle of her cunt flowering open wider to
receive his cock to greater and greater depths.
For Alice, the pain was long gone now, and her legs on either side of his thickly
impaling, blood-engorged rod were jerking and quivering in uncontrolled abandon. Her
eyes were closed and her tongue worked and slavered up into his mouth as small
mewling sounds of velvety pleasure gurgled from deep in her throat. The cords in her
neck and thighs stood out hard and tense as she writhed beneath him from the
intensity of her feelings. There was no longer any thought of anything but the delicious
sensation of lying beneath her sweet daddy, who was fucking her against her will for
her own good, and of giving back to him the miracle of what he was giving to her!
It was Thor who felt enslaved now by his beautiful witch of a daughter, and he slaved
above her, moving,. suddenly into longer, smoother fucking that brought his throbbing
prick almost all the way out of her clasping cunt on the backstroke and then fucking
forward into her uptilted loins again until he could feel the harsh slap of his balls
against the unprotected crack of her ass. He grinned at the thought of a further
depravity, and he slid his hand down over the tight skin of her ass to find the small
puckered ring of her asshole cradled defenselessly below. It was soft and warm, and he
could feel it working with the movements of her asscheeks as they pushed against his
cum-laden testicles. She had done it to Zelda...
He pushed his forefinger with a sudden quick movement into the hairless little rubbery
ring, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his brutal attack.
"Ooooohhh," she gasped, the sound trembling from her lips in painful protest.
He thrust harder, not believing her torment. She wouldn't have done it to Zelda if she
hadn't had it done to her and knew what a pleasure it was in the long run!
"Ooooohhhhhh!" She groaned louder this time from the further outrage against her
defenseless asshole. She had completely forgotten her assault on her father's wife!
There was to be no respite from that finger. Thor worked the finger around inside,
stretching the rubbery ring wider and wider as he ground into her. And before she
could catch her breath to protest again, he slipped another finger in and felt the tight
resistance give way as it moved up into the soft warm depths.
Brief pictures of Zelda's asshole flitted through her mind. The deep guttural noises
coming from her own chest slowed into whimpers of pain for a moment and then
slowly subsided to be replaced by greater moans of pleasure as her tortured asshole
gradually became accustomed to the unnatural invasion.
Her father smiled a happy smile of triumph down into her open mouth as he felt her
begin slowly screwing her rectum back onto his fingers as he probed them methodically
around in the warm rubbery depths. She was hopelessly impaled between his hard
throbbing cock in her cunt and his fingers shoved tightly into her now fucked rectum.
So now, moaning and mewling beneath him, she began twisting around in complete
abandon under the double ravishment of her loins.
Slowly he slid his other hand up from the smooth rounded cheeks of her ass to where
his bloated cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her welcoming pussy-flesh, feeling
the soft hair-lined folds clasped tight to his rampaging cock and their softness pulling
and giving with each long hard jackhammer fuck into her widely splayed loins. With
his fingers, he fondled and played with the contracting lips of her pussy where he
entered her, bringing softer moans of abandoned pleasure from her mouth and at the
same time feeling the ever widening hole of her cunt opening in greedy voraciousness
to swallow the whole of his blood-veined cock fucking far inside her helpless belly.
He quickened the fucking, hot and pulsating and deep as she thrashed her body
beneath him. She was ready to cum. He could feel it as her legs on either side of him
jerked up and out. Ripping his fingers from her rectum with a wet hissing sound, he
pressed his hands behind her knees, pushing them back and down hard toward the
mattress on either side of her shoulders. The plane of her cunt was wide open to the
pile-driving thrust of his loins as he smacked brutally into her.
"Ahhhh! Oooohhh," she chanted beneath him, her face contorted into an
unrecognizable mask of wild abandoned passion.
He groaned and grunted and quickened his stroke even more, grinding hard and deep
so that his cock bored far up into the hidden untouched recesses of her womb. Her
voluptuously mounded tits heaved and quivered up against the pressure of his strong
chest, the tiny hardening nipples digging into his flesh like pebbles. And suddenly she
shivered under him!
"Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm going to explode!" she cried. "Oh, yes, I'm
cuuuummmmiiinnnnnngggg! That's it, isn't it, Daddy?" With each word her voice rose
in pitch.
The startled agent, who had given his daughter her first orgasm, felt her cunt opening
around him and warm gushes of liquid flooding around his wildly fucking cock. He
fucked faster, digging deeper, deeper inside of her. He wanted her to remember this all
of her life and to remember that it was her daddy who had made it happen! He felt her
jerk up toward him several times, the lips of her cunt working and sucking at his prick
as though trying to milk him dry. Her breath was coming in short desperate gasps as he
fucked repeatedly into her spasming cunt. Then he felt fingers sliding over the backs of
his own thighs. Zelda had moved around behind him and was kneeling, trying to get a
grip on his plunging hips. She succeeded for a moment and bent her head forward,
thrusting it deep between his legs from the back. He felt the hot moist softness of her
buttery lips as they slid wetly down his nether crack, and then she was sucking on his
lust-tightened balls as he fucked like a raging bull into his daughter below him. Zelda's
head was buffeted grotesquely back and forth by his wild lunges into Alice's flowing
cunt, but she clung to him, her arms wrapped around his thighs, her wet tongue sliding
down to the base of his cock, wet from Alice's orgasm, her lips nibbling at the swollen
sac of his testicles. It drove him marvelously crazy!
He could feel the hot, white, creamy semen building up inside his churning balls as
they lay imprisoned between the two panting women. They were ready to explode!
Maddened with new lust, he shoved his tongue far down Alice's young throat and with
harshly kneading hands pulled the widespread cheeks of her ass up hard against his
grinding pelvis as he fucked his spewing cock all the way to the hilt in her soft
unresisting cunt.
The fifteen year old could feel her insides splitting painfully as the head of the deeply
sunk cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear her thirsty womb
asunder and began to spurt. She could feel the delicious white-hot liquid shooting into
her like burning fire, ricocheting around inside her dilated cunt like streams of molten
lava. The very pores of her cunt clasped around it, erupting in answer and once again
spilling her own heated cum into the already drowning cavery of her lewdly convulsing
hole.
It was driving her insane! She couldn't let it stop! Frantically she reached around under
her squirming ass with both hands. Her fingers came into contact with Zelda's head
and, tangling in her stepmother's blond hair, they pulled her face tighter against Thor's
balls, driving him into an even greater frenzy.
The fifteen year old's shapely legs kicked out, flailing uselessly in the air. The huge
bloated member continued to jerk its completion, white-hot spurts still spewed from its
head, filling her womb and foaming out around the contracting fleshy lips clasping the
base of his cock, soaking the curly brown hair it was buried in.
"Oh, fill me, fill me, Daddy!" the young girl groaned incoherently around the swabbing
tongue still sunk deep into her mouth. The hot walls of her jerking cunt still sucked
thirstily at the throbbing prick until it gave one final spasmodic jerk and the last drop
emptied from it.
Zelda fell back on her haunches as Thor collapsed across his daughter's quivering
young body. He could still feel their young charge's cuntal secretions gushing forth
around his deflated limp cock-flesh. It seemed endless until she, too, suddenly gave one
last jerk and relaxed to a limp stillness, her legs protruding lifelessly out on either side,
her arms outstretched. Her flat white belly was filled to the bursting point with the
mixture of their hot white cum. The muscular agent lay still for a moment to recover
his strength and then slowly pulled himself from the girl's still form, his cock sliding
wetly from her battered cunt. All three lay still for several moments on the old mattress,
the only sound in the room the rasping of their hoarse breathing. Then Zelda got to her
knees and slowly crawled forward to the exhausted body of Alice. Bending forward, she
began slowly and methodically licking the warm sex juices from the thighs and belly of
her stepdaughter. Despite her fatigue, Alice's young body jerked and quivered in time
to the strokes of the cleansing tongue, and she heaved a sigh of disappointment as
Zelda at last pulled her streaming face away and moved over to Thor.
As Zelda knelt over the prostrate body of her husband to fondle his limp, useless prick,
Alice watched in fascination. The blond's lovely face dropped forward and she began to
lick and suck at the shrunken organ, her tongue starting at the base of his emptied balls
and sliding slowly and tantalizingly to the very tip before her lips closed over the glans
and slid down to the base. Miraculously, Thor's prick began to show signs of
resurrection under the gentle caresses of his wife. It twitched and throbbed and the
head began to swell as she twirled her tongue maddeningly around it. In a few minutes
it was once again upright and massive, jutting erect like the mast of a boat. Seemingly
satisfied with her work, Zelda swung her leg over Thor's prostrate form until she was
straddling his body, the dripping opening of her thoroughly aroused cunt just over his
renewed hardness. Then she lowered herself until the swollen cockhead was pressing
tightly against the flanges of her cunt, forcing the soft lips apart as she pressed
relentlessly downward.
Alice held her breath as she saw the whole lust-thickened length of that monster shaft
slowly swallowed up into Zelda's body. She felt her own body slowly start to move
across the space separating her now from the couple locked obscenely together so near
to her. She needed to be a part of this. Her body was completely aroused again, past
anything she had felt even a few minutes earlier. The young girl sensed that there was
nothing that would satisfy her now but complete exhaustion, knowing that she had
years of coldness to make up for! She needed her body used mercilessly until there was
not even a quiver of desire left in her. How fortunate that they had eaten such a good
lunch, for it was going to be some time before anyone gave a thought to food again!


Chapter 3

All kinds of plans were laid the next day before Alice offered to catch them some fish
for lunch. There was just a bit of jealousy eating at Zelda, and she was the kind of
woman who had to square things away before she could do anything constructive, so
she insisted upon their talking things over at breakfast. She wanted to make her
fireplace and knew she could never keep her mind on it if the relationship between her
husband and his daughter was not in some way clarified and resolved. For one thing,
Alice had announced that she wanted to stay a while longer than one weekend, and her
father had enthusiastically agreed. Zelda didn't want him to forget that, after all, she
was his daughter, and he had a wife who was perfectly capable of keeping him more
than happy!
A solution to this problem didn't occur to Zelda until Alice apologized. "I guess I was
kind of a snob," she told them, embarrassed.
"That you weren't," Zelda generously retorted, and then she got her idea. "If you think
you were a snob, you should meet my kid brother," she told the girl.
"Oh, Christ!" commented her husband, laughing derisively.
Zelda didn't take offense, however. "He was the only one in the family infected by the
morality plague, if you can call it that."
"No, Zelda," Thor broke in. "That's not morals. Something's wrong with the guy.
Maybe he had some kind of lousy experience or something! He's repressed as hell," he
explained, turning to his daughter:' "Twenty-eight," Zelda told Alice his age. "As far as
I know, he rarely dates a girl very many times before she wants to rape him, I suppose,
and that's the end of the dates. He just won't be raped!" She turned to Thor. "I'll bet
Alice could handle him, Thor. What do you think? She's pretty hot stuff now that she's
gotten a start!" Both father and daughter were pleased by the compliment and,
therefore, willing to entertain any ideas that Zelda wanted them to. As a struggling
young actress, the woman had developed a formidable array of sales techniques in order
to support herself. Door to door, she sold everything from books to jewelry. It was the
only kind of job that left her free for auditions when they came up. She knew the power
of a compliment.
"It would help if he wanted to be handled," Thor said sourly. He disliked the youngest
member of Zelda's large family. Nobody was quite good enough to sit in the same room
with Bob Golden seemed to be the young brother's opinion of himself!
"There would be no problem to solve then," Zelda said. "I couldn't help but think that
if Alice has half your ability to seduce someone successfully against their will, she might
be exactly what the doctor ordered!"
Needless to say, Alice's mother raised all kinds of objections to her daughter's staying
more than the weekend, but by the time Zelda got off the telephone, she had
reluctantly agreed. Zelda told her what a sweet and good little girl she was, what a
pleasure it had been taking her camping, and so forth. Thor sat in the background and
with a broad grin made gestures to Alice about buttering bread!
Bob Golden was invited to dinner almost immediately, and much to Alice's surprise, fell
right into their plans to get the two of them alone. She had been prepared to dislike
him but found him very disarming, as handsome as Zelda was beautiful, with dark hair,
brown eyes like Zelda and big dimples that his sister had missed. After dinner he took
her to a concert while Zelda and Thor stayed home.
"Well what do you think?" Thor asked his wife as soon as the young couple had gone.
"He looked plenty warmed up to her to me."
"He always looks warmed up," his wife said sourly. "Whatever goes wrong is not in his
approach, believe me."
"Well, come on. Let's have a drink and leave it to Alice. It's about time for my
approach," he told her, going to the bar.
"Now your approach is a different thing," Zelda began very seriously so that he didn't
know whether or not she was putting him on.
"What the hell's wrong with my approach!" Thor boomed across the room above the
noise of ice cubes being dropped into glass.
"It's getting to be very alcoholic," she said, moving languidly toward the bar to help.
"It may be alcoholic, but at least it's there," he said as he reached down the length of
her long well-shaped legs to the back of her knees and teasingly brought his hand up
under the hostess gown she was wearing, pushing the hem to the back of her thighs
before she could resist.
"Ooooooohhhhhh, a chronic alcoholic rapist!" she shouted, jumping forward trying to
escape the playful finger coursing its way up along the sensitive parts of her legs. "Stop
it, Thornton Harris!" she said but couldn't help giggling and then losing her balance as
she tumbled to the rug with a shriek of laughter. Thor grinned above her, and placing
one hand on the small of her back, he pinned her to the floor and continued
rummaging up between his wife's flailing legs, laughing at her helpless squeals for
mercy.
"Forgot your panties today, naughty little girl," he chided loudly as her gown flew up,
exposing the lusty, tanned cheeks of her ass. "Well, well, who's crawling in the window
tonight!"
"You! You! Please stop! You're killing me," she laughed as he continued to tickle at her
vulnerable loins. "I wonder... I wonder... how Alice... Hah! Hah! Stop!" She wanted to
try to get him to thinking about his daughter and Bob, but it was no use. His mind was
on her and where else did she really want it to be?
"I think I'll have my drink," he said suddenly, played out.
She breathed a sigh of relief as he straightened up. "Let's have a nice leisurely drink in
the bedroom," she suggested, "and talk... "
"Talk!" he scoffed. "You whore you! If I could get you to talk, with all the damn talking
you do everywhere else in the bedroom, I'd eat my shirt! Hell, I can't even say 'good
morning' without getting a cunt in my mouth!"
"If I say 'good night, dear,' I get a cock in my mouth, and I leave it to you which is the
better stopper! I don't dare talk in the bedroom and you know it!"
"The bedroom's a place for a man to be able to think dirty thoughts without being
interrupted!" Just inside their bedroom door, Zelda had seductively peeled the hostess
gown from her lush body and let it drop to her feet. "Well, I don't want to interrupt
you, dear. I'll just leave you..." He lunged for the door where she threatened to wander
into the hall stark naked. She had done it once when he thought it would be fun not to
stop her and had run right into the maid! He leaned against the door as though he were
using it for a prop to take off his shoes. "You've got me concerned now," he said,
untying them. "There's nothing I can do.
Zelda smiled at him coyly and did a small pirouette in the center of the large room
before she walked regally to the huge round bed and lay down in the very center of it.
She loved lying on the red velvet spread, custom made to go with the valances over the
filmy white curtains. It was the bedroom of her dreams... with the man of her dreams!
She spread her limbs in a sensually wide posture. She looked lazily up at him without
saying a word, just a sleepy smile playing over her lips.
Thor's breath sucked in sudden excitement at her lewd pose, but he objected to leaving
the spread on. "You're soft enough for me, baby, without that tickly thing." He tugged
at the spread.
Laughing, she made him take it off while she rolled around on it for as long as there
was any of it left to roll on. Damn, he thought as he chased her rolling body, there's
just no one else like her. His blue eyes, for the millionth time in their more than ten
years of marriage, played over her well-rounded curves, causing tiny ripples of desire to
run swiftly along the sensitive nerve-ends of his skin. His eyes roamed over the naked
feminine contours stretched out as if in sacrifice before him. They settled for a moment
on her full round tits, set closely together, leaving room for the narrowest of valleys
running between their magnificent firmness. He never failed to marvel at how they kept
their shape at all times, in spite of their size. That was probably why she had been so
successful with dancing roles and beach shots as an actress. She was moving into the
role of a very exciting sex image when they met, and it had always surprised him when
she gave all that up to be a housewife and spend her life coddling him, which she
certainly did!
He had decided from the first time she had walked into his office that he had to have
her, and Hollywood was a pretty good place to get tired of good-looking broads who
had nothing else to offer. But Zelda was different, and it was in her eyes from the first.
So he did have her, and it had lasted for a long time until she gave up that trip to
Majorca and admitted that she didn't want to leave him. Christ, he thought of all the
girls who'd give their right arms for the role she threw up! Considering how hard he
had worked to get her the part, he was made at first until it penetrated his thick head
that he was more important to her than a career, and what more could he ask for? So
they were married, and he had never regretted it once. Nothing at all had changed from
the old days, and he still marveled at her each time he saw her in the nude. She was
holding up pretty well for a thirty two year old, he mused silently to himself, and she
was enough for any man.
Thor's eyes flicked lower to the enticingly rounded brown-sheened hips that led to the
delicious sweep of her long full thighs. Between her slightly spread legs he could see
clearly through the soft dark pubic hair covering her loins the fleshy pinkness of her
cuntal slit glistening wetly in the dim bedroom light.
"Are you going to stand there all day in your stocking feet, lover, or are you going to
put your shoes back on and come to bed? Please hand me my drink and get naked
before I think of a conversation!" she teased at him, fully aware of the effect the
licentious position of her body was having on him. She squirmed her ass down into the
soft mattress, enjoying the power she was exerting over her husband by the lewd
exposition of her body and watching with secret satisfaction the changing expressions
flickering over his ruggedly handsome face.
"Christ, you're nothing but a little cock-tease," Thor growled playfully, "and you've
gotten yourself into a pile of trouble now, lady. You just might not get a chance to
breath again until some time tomorrow... if I let you up then!"
He handed her the drink and set his own down on the curved night table at the head of
the bed, at the same time pulling at his clothes. It took only a moment for them to fall
to the floor where he left them lying in a disorganized heap. He stood for a moment at
the edge of the big round bed, looking down at his beautiful blond wife's nakedly
exposed form spread waiting on the bed. His long thick prick stood out rigidly beneath
his firm belly that was requiring more and more work in the gym to keep that way!
Zelda had risen on one elbow to take a long sip from her drink and was looking right
at his nakedly bobbing, reddening prick.
"Hummmmmm," she said softly as she brought the glass down from her lips. "I never
saw that before!"
It was the expression on her face that made him laugh at the silly lie. "I always told you
you should be an actress," he said in between chuckles. "Open them wide, honey. This
little old stranger is coming in fast," he grinned as he took the glass from her hand.
"Hey, wait a minute," she protested as she rolled out of the way of his leap onto the
bed. "I just thought of something that can't wait, really!"
"What? What? What?" he asked impatiently.
"I think you better leave Alice to Bob now. I meant to talk about that and it slipped my
mind. Once did the trick and more than once could get you into deep trouble, agreed?"
"Oh, come on, baby," he pleaded good-naturedly. He saw through her jealousy, and he
was more pleased than he was ready to admit.
"Promise once was all, lover," she smiled but she was serious. "I couldn't be faithful to
you if you were in jail, you know that!"
"Oh, hell, I'm not going to jail!"
"If you won't promise something so important to me, we don't play," she said,
squirming seductively just out of arm's reach around the big bed.
"Okay, okay, if that's the way you want it, I'll promise. Get out the leash, and you can
watch me every minute to make sure I don't get accidentally carried away!"
"Ummmmmm, that's a deal," she said. "A leash in your nose ring as soon as we finish
here, so you better not hurry!" She moved over close now and stretched the full length
of her body close against his.
He breathed a big sigh of mock relief. "Good God, what it takes to turn you on!" He
took her hand and pushed it down around the thickness of his hard upstanding cock.
She began to stroke and then to massage it, rubbing the skin back and forth and then
slipping her hand down to cup his balls, cradling their softness in her palm. Thor
groaned and gritted his teeth as she gently ministered to his testicles and prick with a
gentle squeeze that sent shivers racing down his spine.
And now Zelda moved lower in the bed, trailing the soft moistness of her lips down
across his hairy stomach. Her fingernails scratched lightly over the desire-swollen rod of
veined flesh that reached up so yearningly toward the ceiling. Suddenly she was poised
on all fours with her face just above it until he could feel her hot breath blowing
maddeningly against it.
Stroking his blood-engorged cock first with one hand and then with both of them at the
same time, Zelda hunched herself over his loins. She leaned forward then and the warm
moistness of her open lips closed over the sensitively throbbing head of his cock. He
groaned and thrust his loins forward involuntarily, then reached down and tangled his
hands tightly in her long blond hair to guide the rhythm of her bobbing head below.
He lifted his head slightly from the pillow to watch her contorted face. It made the
sensation that much more exciting when he could see the thickness of his cock-shaft
buried lewdly between her sucking lips.
At the same time that she was trying to increase the twirling of her wet tongue around
the moist stickiness of the blood-inflated head, Zelda mumbled incoherently around his
fucking cock, struggling to say something more about Alice and Bob.
"Christ! Suck it! You can talk later!" Thor growled as she began to suck a little harder.
"You just go ahead and suck it good and then I'll listen to you sing the Star Spangled
Banner. How's that?"
She almost choked with the laugh that welled up inside. That was what she had tried to
sing one time when she auditioned for a part and was surprised with the director's
request to sing something. It was the only song that would come to mind and she was
no singer. It's the rare vocalist who can do The Star Spangled Banner so that it sounds
like music!
Thor, meanwhile, looked at the big mirror that was tilted exactly to their liking toward
the bed. He could get a good profile look at his beautiful wife's face as his hardening
shaft began to fuck rhythmically in and out of her tightly ovaled mouth. The very sight
of it caused his loins to tense and jerk into her face until in the mirror it looked as
though we were sinking the full length of it all the way down her velvet throat. Almost
all of it seemed to disappear with each hard thrust upward he made until only a little
stretch of it showed white and glistening, protruding from between her lips.
With a nerve-tingling lick on the outstroke, her wet tongue was making the head throb
and jerk as though his heart itself were beating inside. He watched in the mirror,
hypnotized, as the soft pink inner flesh of her lips was pulled out grotesquely, clinging
to the shaft of his cock as she sucked hungrily, her mind caught up in the task with all
its concentration ability. Her full-mounded tits jerked and danced below her pumping
torso, adding to the lust-inciting picture presented to him in the glass.
"Come on, honey, suck it," Thor hissed, dropping his head back heavily on the pillow
and pretending for the moment that it was his daughter, Alice, who was working over
him. Then Alice became her mother... Goddamn, he'd like to have that woman like
this, fucking it deep down in her throat. By God, he'd shove it all the way down to her
tonsils if he ever could get at it. He'd pump his hot sperm all the way down her throat
and into that little white belly of hers until she burst, the bitch! But then he realized
that he wouldn't take her on a silver platter anymore. His revenge wasn't worth the
trouble it would take to pull off his pants!
"Come on, baby, come on!" he grunted as his sultry blond wife slaved below, her body
beginning to glisten from the tiny droplets of perspiration that were forming over her
sun-tanned skin. He could feel the terrific pressure growing deep in his cum-bloated
balls and knew it wouldn't be long now. His cock felt like it was filled with hot lead and
ready to explode like a giant balloon that when it popped would spew its insides for
miles in all directions. He shoved his loins hard up against Zelda's cock-filled face,
hearing her protesting mumble that went unheeded in his quest for the final end of this
exquisite torture that was building, building, building until all at once he felt the white
hot stream begin deep in his balls and race like just-released steam up the entire length
of his fucking, plunging, stone-hard cock. He gasped and his lips bared back over his
teeth as though he were being tortured by fire.
"Oh, Christ, don't stop, honey! Keep sucking! Keep sucking away!" he groaned as his
hands tangled tighter in her long blond hair, convulsively ramming his spending cock
further and further down her throat. His experienced wife went on sucking wildly as he
continued shooting his load deep into her ovaled mouth.
With one last soul-rending groan, he emptied the final drops of his sperm between her
lips but she went on nibbling gently, sucking his exhausted glans dry. Gradually his
satiated prick deflated in her mouth. Thor threw his arms out to the side in total
collapse, a great sigh of relief escaping his lips. Zelda lay for a moment with her head
on her agent-husband's muscular thigh, still nibbling gently at the limp useless prick in
front of her, and then she crawled up over his belly and kissed him hard on the lips.
"I wonder what's happening to Alice and Bob," she asked softly.
"Christ, is that what you were trying to talk about with my hard cock in your throat?"
he wanted to know, incredulous. "I thought you wanted me to forget about Alice! I
think you're sweet on her yourself!" he teased, smiling up with a slight sparkle of
triumph as though he had just found the skeleton in her closet!
"Well, maybe I am," his wife teased back, but of course, he knew better!
Actually Bob Golden had been in therapy for some time now, but he had told no one.
He had already learned that the basis of his problem was simply that he was the
youngest in a large family, and a lot of the masculinity had been stamped out of him by
a crowd of siblings who were all bigger and stronger than he was. Self-assertion got him
no where in a house full of bossy parents. He had lost the ability to demand. His
problem with women was that they were just too aggressive these days. The most fragile
little dolls were sweet and modest and yielding until he got them into bed, and then the
slightest effort on their part to do anything their own way changed them, in his
distorted vision, into grabbing monsters, and he always lost his erection! Then he would
lash out at the poor girl, trying to kill the big monster that was in bed with him! Oh,
God! He knew that what he saw was unreal and that the girls were just being normal. A
few times he tried to explain, but the girls moved on no matter what he did or said, so
he didn't explain any more. He just kept wooing and waiting for the improvement to
come. Lately, it seemed to him that there had been a great deal of improvement, and he
finally felt ready. When Thor wanted him to take out his daughter and he had seen the
young girl, he was startled and pleased to feel immediate arousal.
She was a beautiful, innocent looking girl, he thought. She seemed to enjoy the kind of
music he liked, which was incredible, considering she was Thor Harris's daughter, the
young man thought wryly. He really enjoyed being with her and enjoyed, especially, the
way she seemed to look up to him and the way she waited for his guidance before
doing anything. He was beginning to feel stronger than he had felt before. She was
really too young for him, he thought, and yet, shortly after the intermission, he began
realizing that he was going to have to lay her. God, Thor wouldn't care! His cock jerked
all the way through Debussey's La Mer, hardly a lusty piece of music!
Alice felt the pressure building in her own loins, too, and she knew that somehow her
father and Zelda were wrong about Bob. He certainly wanted to make love to her. She
could sense it. And sure enough, after the concert he invited her to his apartment for
wine, which she was too young to have in a cocktail lounge. It was just an excuse to get
her into his apartment, and she knew it! But, after all, that's why she had gone out with
him!
He had her by the arm, a bit nervously, as they entered his place. Swinging the door
shut, his grip on her arm relaxed, and he let his hands fall gently down the contours of
her curvaceous body and rest firmly at the small of her back. She had never felt such
electricity. She would have sworn she could hear bells! He got the wine and they sat
together on the couch, but she had barely sipped any when he put his arm around her
and pressed her closer to him. Turning toward her, he pulled her in so close she could
feel the growing stiffness of his cock under the cloth of his trousers, and freely, she put
her arms around him and clung to him enthusiastically.
"Do you... do you mind?" he tried to ask.
She was very young and enthusiastic. "Oh, I want you to make love to me, Bob. Please
do. I want you very much!"
Tenderly and passionately the aroused young man brushed his lips over her neck to find
her gently rounded shoulders and down to the narrow cleft between her full tits. His
fingers had begun to fumble with the zipper of her dress and he managed to unfasten it,
then stood her up so it would drop all the way to the floor. All she was wearing now
was only a white lacy brassiere, white bikini panties and her stockings. Zelda had
outfitted her from the skin out! Bob's breath was coming rapidly as he devoured every
inch of her young voluptuous body with his eyes.
"You're sure you've done this before?" he asked, quivering lest she say no.
"I have," she assured him. She wanted to take the rest of her clothing off, but she
heeded Zelda's advice to let a man do that because he liked to. But Bob didn't fumble
as much now as he had with the dress. His fingers worked rapidly to unhook the
binding of her brassiere, and her firm supple tits shook free of the tight confinement.
She held his head gently as he moved his mouth over her naked trembling skin and
began to kiss the pink tips of her nipples, sucking them lovingly, hearing her sharp
intake of breath, feeling her thighs pressing firmly against his own.
Then she pulled him over to the couch, urging him coyly to take off his clothing, too.
She lay back against a pillow, waiting and aching for him to be inside of her, loving her,
satisfying her.
Bob was ecstatic over the continued lust he felt. It took him only a few seconds to shed
all of his clothing and he stood above her by the side of the couch looking down
admiringly at her lovely, still panty-clad body while his fully erect prick jerked
uncontrollably up against his stomach. It seemed to Alice that each cock looked larger
than the one before. Of course, so far, she had seen only two! She giggled at herself and
he thought she felt tickled as he bent down beside her and began tugging at the elastic
that held her stockings until he was able to pull them off. Then he lay down on the
couch beside her.
One hand ran up and down over her body, stroking every tantalizing curve and hollow
and she shivered, her legs scissoring together as he reached his fingers inside the elastic
of her panties so that he could feel the mound of soft hair-covered flesh between her
thighs. She writhed under his urgent touch as he stripped away the last piece of
material that covered her body. Then they lay there for a moment, clinging to one
another, their fingers and hands exploring each other's bodies as though they had never
touched a human body before! Well, Alice almost hadn't, she realized, but all that was
changed now! She savored every delicious second.
"Oh, Bob," she whispered, "you feel so good. You don't know what you're doing to me.
You're driving me wild!"
His hand was rubbing along the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs, his middle
finger searching in the tiny moist folds that protected her cuntal hole. His thumb found
the erect bud of her clitoris and rubbed it harshly, bringing further gasps of pleasure
and lust from her lips. He began to finger the blood-swollen lips of her cunt, teasing
her, making her wiggle and push her hips up in a vain attempt to force his fingers deep
inside her aching hole. Slowly he began to insert one extended finger up into her
throbbing cuntal hole, wiggling it as it penetrated, tantalizing her, causing groans of
passionate desire to escape from her parted lips. She was completely moist and ready
down there, aching to be taken.
"Ooohhh, don't wait! Don't make me wait! Do it now," she urged, but he ignored her
pleas and continued his pre-love play, wanting to bring her to a fever pitch before he
finally took her. He had never been like this before. Usually he had to jump right on
top of a woman and try to fuck his cock into her half-apologetically before it went
down!
After what Zelda and Thor had told the girl, Alice had been surprised at the absence of
any problems in getting this far. But she began to suspect now that the problem he was
having with women was not that he didn't try to make love to them, but that he
frustrated them, for the fifteen year old was going out of her mind!
Then Bob began to suck her nipples again, giving them sharp little bites that brought
groans of lust from her lips. Her hips began to revolve under his caresses, delicately at
first, but then with increasing fervor. In desperation, her hand slid down between their
tightly pressed bodies, searching for the throbbing rod of lust-heated male flesh hidden
between his thighs, and her fingers closed gently around the long thick shaft. He had
never liked to have a woman do this and his body jerked away for a moment, but then
his head dropped back to her tits as waves of passion swirled through his loins like the
twisting funnel of a tornado.
It was then that the young, inexperienced girl made her mistake. She felt she could not
control her mounting passion as she felt his hard cock throbbing in her hand. She
pushed him over playfully on his back before he knew what was happening and
brought her mouth down wetly on his desire-hardened prick, enclosing it in a warm
flood of saliva as her tongue began swirling around its pulsating tip. Her young lover
arched his back upward in surprise and watched in shocked disappointment as her soft
full lips sucked at him with croons of excited delight. With a sudden surge of revulsion,
he pushed her roughly away from him, his cock coming out of her mouth with a lewd
wet sucking sound.
"Christ Almighty!" was all he could sputter for a moment. His instinctive rage at her
taking over his role cooled as he saw the surprised and stricken look on her pretty face,
and he tried to make it all right with soft words. The softness, too, was an
improvement. But the magic had been taken out of their love-making. And his cock
was just beginning to deflate.
In a frenzy, he jumped on top of her, and for a little while she felt herself responding to
his urgent fucking, but before she could reach her own peak, he had begun emptying
his sperm deep inside her unready loins. She had wanted to ask him to wait now, to let
her have an orgasm, too, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that he would be offended
or whatever the hell was wrong with him!
He took her home immediately afterwards, saying almost nothing until he reached her
door. Then he only mumbled something about knowing that it wasn't her fault but that
he couldn't help it. She was almost sure she saw a tear in his eye as he turned to leave.
Well, she thought, as she stepped inside and closed the door on the strange evening.
There was no use in crying over spilt milk, her mother always said. But she abruptly
dismissed her mother from her mind, something that was getting easier and easier to
do.
She had gotten into the habit at her father's house of sleeping naked. She enjoyed
studying her body in the bedroom mirror as she moved and turned before it. Tonight,
her white and tanned body gleamed after a fast shower, and she stared at it, letting
herself admire the ripe sensual curves of her flesh. At fifteen her lush figure was ripely
blossoming into womanhood. It was hard to believe that it would actually become even
more voluptuously rounded although both her father and Zelda said that it would.
Already it looked so beautifully full. Her skin was like porcelain, and there wasn't a
blemish anywhere. She loved her body and wondered why her mother had such funny
ideas about bodies!
Dreamily she let her hands roam over the young full curves that were her! Her full
white tits were still taut with frustrated desire as she played with the hardened pink
nipples, making them stand even more erect. She pinched them harder until they ached
with an all-pervading need. Then she began to rub her tits more slowly, lifting them
until they were cupped lazily in the palms of her hands and she felt drowsily sexy and
very unfulfilled. Her attention was directed to the softness of her thighs and the
maddening tingle which burned deep in her loins. Pressing her legs tightly together, she
let her full firm thighs rub excitingly against the pulsating lips of her cunt.
Automatically, Alice glanced around the empty bedroom, almost expecting briefly to see
her mother pop in, considering the lewd thoughts that were racing through her mind.
She licked her lips in secret anticipation, and lying down on the bed, she let her fingers
stray casually to the hair-lined lips of her aching cunt. She plucked tenderly at the soft
mound, sliding her fingers downward along the warm moist slit between her legs. They
brushed slightly over the tiny throbbing hole where her desire-heated cunt was waiting
impatiently to receive attention.
The young brown-haired teenager hesitated for a moment, thinking that she would
really prefer to wait for a man, but she couldn't stand the pressure that was building
deep in her belly. So suddenly, with a deep helpless moan, she spread her long tanned
legs out wide on the silky white spread and propped her feet up on the wall next to the
bed, keeping her firm full thighs well apart. Staring down over her body, she watched
with undisguised fascination as her fingers gradually parted the soft brown strands of
pubic hair and drew the lips of her cunt gently apart, revealing the wet open slit
running down to the tightly clenched cheeks of her ass. She moistened her lips again
and could feel her heart beginning to pound furiously in her chest as her eyes stared,
glazed and unseeing now at the ceiling.
Along the pink, nakedly exposed opening, she teased her forefinger, pressing gently
into the soft wet pussy-flesh. Her fingernail scratched delicately at the rising hardness of
her clitoris, making the nerve-filled little piece of soft pink flesh stand up boldly. Her
middle finger, meanwhile, slipped unobtrusively into the very center of her pulsing
cunt, working its way insistently deep into the warm moist cavern.
Half closing her eyes, Alice played lingeringly with her aching cunt, tickling and
wiggling her finger in and out of the tiny hole until her ass was twitching automatically
in a fierce clenching and unclenching rhythm. Her other hand wandered back up to her
full white tits, letting her fingers roll the supple flesh and pinch at the stiffened nipples.
Her desire now had become almost uncontrollable. She recalled the frustrating
experience she had just been through with Bob Golden, and her desperate urge to be
satisfied mounted.
The young teenager's fingers were now racing madly in and out of her naked cunt as
she fingered herself in rising passion and desire. She wiggled her ass violently, thrusting
her loins up against her lewdly intruding fingers. She wanted to be fulfilled now! If only
that were possible. Why hadn't Bob taken her? Why? Why? She let herself be carried
away on a tide of remembrance of his hands on her naked flesh, savoring each erotic
memory, slowly increasing the obscene tempo of her fingers until they were flashing in
and out of her love-hungry cunt at a fever pitch of abandoned lust.
The frustrated fifteen year old panted desperately as the sensations in her tormented
cunt built wildly to the breaking point. Was it possible to do it to herself? She could feel
her heels drumming helpless on the wall and she delved even more furiously into the
tight pulsing hole of her starving cunt. Clenching the thumb and forefinger of her other
hand over the nipple of her tit, she pinched hard, bruising the tautly throbbing bud,
pinching, pinching! Suddenly she lay completely still, poised for a split second on the
brink of a violent orgasm.
Tightening her muscles in shuddering contractions as she felt herself suddenly explode
inside, she tensed herself. Never had she known that she could reach a climax all by
herself like this, and she let herself writhe in complete and utter abandon as she felt the
warm, wet fluids of lust bubbling deep inside her helplessly convulsing belly.
The finally satisfied girl slowly and gently withdrew her glistening fingers from the
cum-drenched well of her cunt with a long, heartfelt sigh of relief. The swollen outer
lips closed silently, gratefully together as the last of her passion secretions seeped wetly
between her fingers. Closing her blue eyes for a few moments, she savored the delicious
after-moments of her lewd finger-fucking, and her fingers rested lightly on the hard
mound of her pussy, playing softly with the pubic curls between her legs. Then
suddenly she was asleep.


Chapter 4

Alice was surprised to find how early she awoke the next morning. She felt refreshed
and happy and yet disappointed, too. Finger-fucking yourself was okay to relieve the
pressures of frustration, she decided, but it also seemed to leave a kind of hollow feeling
as though some part of yourself had evaporated into the air and not been replaced.
There was no give-and-take in it, and she missed that. It had been so much more fun
with her father and Zelda! Of course, she had been so sore the next day that she had
winced with pain as soon as she had gotten out of her sleeping bag and tried to take the
first step. The whole of the soft, sensitive area between her legs had felt raw and sore, as
if someone had been rubbing it with sandpaper. But she was sore no longer, and the
pain seemed so unimportant compared to the bliss.
She felt a little hungry now, but saw by the clock on her bureau that it was earlier than
six o'clock! So she lay back with the memories and contemplation of her new life, She
had no idea how she was going to face her mother. She didn't dare tell her the truth
because it would get her father into terrible trouble. Zelda had warned her about that.
God, she loved them! Never had she felt so flooded with love in her entire life!
Now she thought of Zelda's beautiful body swaying over her, her loins pressed down
hard into her face. And she had thought Zelda was cheap with her bleached hair! She
was so wonderful! God, it made her want to bleach her own hair because suddenly it
seemed to say to the world that she was a person! Not a snob!
She recalled next how it had felt as her father had licked and slavered his wet tongue
obscenely deep between her widely splayed legs. She remembered the unforgettable
pleasure-pain of his huge cock skewering into her hungry cunt time after time. She
recalled the entire sensuous kaleidoscopic experience, and as the images flashed through
her mind, she felt a dull ache of desire beginning once again deep in her belly.
Suddenly she sat up quickly on the edge of the bed and automatically pressed her legs
tightly together to try to hold in the desires that were struggling inside her.
As she sat up she caught sight of herself once more in the bedroom mirror and found
her gaze locked on the voluptuous tanned and white image. She' had slept naked, and
the perfection of her beautiful young body was presented to her in all ins entirety. Her
hands seemed to rise with a will of their own and slide up under the uptilted mounds of
her tits, cupping them and raising them a bit as if to let her see better. She recalled the
sensations that had flooded in through the tiny rock-hard nipples as she had been made
love to. She let her hands roam down over the smooth firm flesh of her hips and her
eyes fell automatically on the slender pink slit of her cunt revealed between her legs.
But she was not going to do it to herself! Oh, why hadn't Bob fucked her last night?
Somehow, now, being fucked was all that mattered anymore! She knew she would do it
again and again and again because she needed it. How had her mother been able to stay
away from it? In Alice, some great dam of sexual reserve had burst inside her that first
night camping and had made her a different person, more complete. Before that, she
had been locked up inside herself just like her mother! She wondered then if Bob was
locked up, too, in some way. His behavior had been so strange! Maybe Zelda would
understand it. It would be heavenly to have Zelda's brother join the group, so to speak.
Excited images of the four of them twisting and writhing erotically together began to
flash through the hopeful teenager's mind. She would just love to make it with Bob, at
least for her vacation!
As the mental images flashed through her mind, she could feel her lust mounting again
and could hardly wait for Zelda to get up so they could talk it over. She had one idea
herself that she bet Zelda hadn't thought of. Alice's own father had cured her! Why
wouldn't Bob's sister to the perfect cure for him! And suddenly she knew that it really
would solve his problem, that his sister was exactly what he needed and not just for her
expertise, either. Without having had a psychology course in her life, Alice intuitively
knew what any good doctor could have told her, that Bob needed badly to dominate a
member of his own family, the family that had so completely dominated him as he
grew up! And when Zelda heard over breakfast her stepdaughter's idea, she, too,
realized that the girl had something important. She could immediately see the mistake
that Alice had made with him in taking over the situation and advised her husband's
young daughter accordingly. Then, very carefully, they worked together on a plan to see
what Zelda herself could do for her little brother who was already twenty eight years
old and a bomb with the girls!
And so the trap was planned for the first night they could get Bob over for dinner
again, which was easy. He got lonely often, and Zelda was a tremendous cook. He was
willing to come that very evening. Thor was instructed in the role he was to play. He
only had to disappear right after dinner with his daughter. They could go to the movies,
Zelda suggested, and her husband readily agreed.
So that night, before Bob and Zelda had even finished their coffee, Thor and Alice left
with a flurry of apologies. Bob looked surprised, but Zelda got up and put a record on
the phonograph, asking him if he minded repaying her for the dinner tonight by
helping her brush up on her dancing. Thor was beginning to complain that she was
always getting her toes in the way of his feet lately!
"We can dance on the rug if we take off our shoes," she explained, trying not to sound
too bossy.
Accustomed to doing whatever she wished, Bob took off his shoes and led her onto the
living room rug reluctantly. For one thing, he was disappointed with his lack of
backbone. He didn't really want to dance but didn't know how to tell her. He was tired
but was relieved to hear the record she had chosen was a quiet old favorite that would
not require a great deal of effort.
Then she took him by complete surprise when she curled like a child warmly into his
arms, making sure he could feel the sharp full tips of her titties, pushing them
suggestively into his chest yet appearing to be quite innocent. We would see, she mused
to herself, if she was the great actress her husband always claimed she was. Now she
was playing the helpless, very feminine, dependent woman. Would it work to the extent
that Bob would be willing to make a pass at his own sister? Surely this would take every
talent she had!
Bob was stunned. In the first place, he had felt all evening at the dinner table that she
had had her eyes on him, why he didn't know. He had tried to ignore it but had
somehow felt her gaze almost burning a hole through him, even when he wasn't
looking at her. Then he recalled some of the secrets that he had finally shared with his
doctor, dreams that clearly indicated to the psychiatrist and then to Bob himself, his
incestuous feelings toward all of the women in his family. For instance, he dreamed one
night that he punched his mother and each of his sisters in the mouth, making them
bleed. He didn't do it just once, either, but kept running around in the dream having to
do it over and over as they renewed themselves and came back for more. It was the
compulsion to draw blood that the doctor hopped on the sexual interpretation and it
had made sense to Bob. So he decided at dinner, that it was his imagination, fed by his
new knowledge, that was making him think that Zelda was eyeing him!
Yet when they began to dance and he felt her stiffened nipples puncturing his chest,
there was no way he could ascribe the sensation to his imagination. For a breath
stopping moment he wondered if she had been contacted by his doctor and asked to
make a pass at him for the sake of cure, but he dismissed the suspicion quickly. He
knew that the doctor would not do that. And he still thought he was over-reacting
because of his therapy session. Nevertheless, he could not help thinking of her as a
woman, a desirable woman, even. Yes, she was really built and not so much older than
himself that he could not appreciate her sexual attributes. They had three sisters much
older, but Zelda was still... welll... What the hell was wrong with him? God! What was
wrong with her? Right now, the way she was pushing her body into him, he felt that he
had better be careful. The doctor would rejoice... but no! It was out of the question for
him to... to make love to his own sister! He tried to pull away a little, but she
murmured in his ear.
"Don't be afraid of me, Bob! It's always been hard for me to express my dependence
but tonight, for some strange reason, I seem able to... to lean on you and it feels so
good!"
Bob's face flushed in the dimness of the living room as he felt her push her loins
forward harder, spreading her legs slightly so that the lust-inciting mound of her pussy
rubbed hard against the top of his thigh. The soft silkiness of her dress seemed to hide
nothing from his senses, and he could feel the resilient flesh of her right thigh pressing
tightly between his own legs as they moved slowly in time to the dance music. She had
made contact with the softness of his prick and breathing wetly up into his ear, she
ground her leg slowly and methodically against it.
"Fell good?" she asked in a whisper as she felt the first slight stirrings of his cock
beneath his pants. "You feel terrific, very relaxing."
"W... we shouldn't be dancing this close, Zelda... a brother and sister... we... it would
look terrible if Thor and Alice... "
"Don't worry about them. They've gone to the movies and won't be back forever, at
least tonight." With that remark, she shimmied against his body, smiled, and laid her
head into his warm neck.
He was too surprised to even stop dancing, but suddenly he was very aware of her in a
new way. He smelled the faint but intoxicating perfume she wore. He felt the silkiness
of the simple red dress she was wearing under his hand. It was cut very low over her
full firm tits, giving him a view of the magnificent deep valley between them if he
looked down. The thin material clung tightly to her smooth thighs, almost making her
look more naked than if she had been wearing nothing at all. Recalling what his doctor
had said about letting it flow, about forgetting right and wrong and letting it happen to
him, he objected no longer and tried hard to fight the uneasiness that threatened to
overwhelm him.
What about Thor, he wondered, although he knew that neither his sister nor his
brother-in-law had many qualms about fooling around with others. It was their way of
life. But... but he was her brother! The realization haunted him. Yet, when the record
stopped, he allowed her to sit beside him very closely on the couch and looked down
when he noticed out of the corner of his eyes that she had opened her legs a little,
without seeming to mean to, and the thin material of her red dress slid higher up on
her thighs. She wasn't wearing any panties!
Incredibly, he found he couldn't keep his eyes from straying to the thin hair-lined lips
of her cunt, clearly visible between her long parted legs. To his horror, she spread them
a little more when she saw him watching, a teasing smile on her lips. He could see that
she was excited. The first tiny dewdrops of moisture rising between her legs were faintly
visible glistening in the tight narrow hole as she exposed herself to him. Despite his
reservations, he could feel the heat rising in his own body.
She poured cordials for them from a decanter on the coffee table, and the dress rode up
even more as she bent forward. Sipping her drink, Zelda scrutinized her beleaguered
young brother intently through half-closed eyes. She could feel that he was thinking
and while she could not help feeling a certain satisfaction from her position of power
over him, she reminded herself that she must not show it... she must not even feel it!
And so she worked on herself to make herself feel weak and dependent. Suddenly she
opened her eyes in awe. "I don't think I ever realized before how terribly handsome you
are," she said in her best feminine tones.
A desperate battle was raging inside her brother's tortured mind. According to his
doctor, an affair with a sister could be the very thing that would cure him. She even
seemed to want that! But how in the world could he do such a thing? A part of him was
dying to reach out and feel the firmness of her excitingly large tits. He longed to kiss
the moist redness of her provocatively upturned mouth. There was no denying it, he
was... but no, God! He couldn't do such a thing! It was wrong! There was a line a
person had to draw!
Yet suddenly, as though he had dreamed it, his arm was around her. He couldn't recall
putting it there, but there it was! Her supple body was curled intimately up against his,
her full ripe lips suddenly grazing his stubbly chin, her hand wandering teasingly over
his chest, already pushing the lapels of his suit away and unbuttoning his shirt button.
And it was his fault! He had put his arm around her at sometime, and she was only
responding!
"I... I'm sorry..." he began-awkwardly, his voice cracking with a mixture of shame,
embarrassment, and wild excitement. And his arm stayed put as though it had turned
itself off from his brain and was no longer obeying him. His words caught in his throat
as she groped carefully down around the twitching flesh of his thighs, not boldly, but
teasingly, as though she were doing it without thinking, her mind elsewhere. But then,
unbelievably, his own hand was deftly buried inside the neck of her low-cut dress,
edging toward her tits and she, quite naturally, responded by pulling down his zipper
and exposing the throbbing erection of his already semi-alert cock.
He knew she was only responding to his own advances. He saw what his arms and
hands were doing even though he could not recall starting it all or instructing them to
fondle her and hold her! She was reading his mind expertly. For example, the minute
he thought of her buttery mouth on his cock, she dropped lithely to her knees onto the
carpet, and under her heavy sensuous lids, her brown eyes were bright with eager
excitement as she stared hungrily at the palpitating length of his rapidly growing prick.
As she knelt there on the carpet in front of him, her moist lips poised only inches above
the glistening rod of thickening, lust burgeoning male flesh, Bob felt as if he had been
rocketed to some other unbelievable world. It had all happened so fast, before he had
time to think. He could hardly believe that he was sitting here half-naked in his own
sister's living room in front of this beautiful pantiless blonde who was his older sister
and who was so obviously aroused and excited by the sight of his swollen prick!
Reaching up with her slender hand while she gazed at him with modest eyes that gave
him the distinct feeling he had somehow put her into this abject position of love-slave,
Zelda began rhythmically squeezing around the base of his thick, blood-filled cock,
grasping its growing firmness, tugging obscenely at the blue-veined shaft and sending
flames of raw pleasure rippling through his loins which scorched and seared his flesh as
his prick throbbed into an unbelievable stiffness.
Sprawled back against the cushions of the couch, Bob watched his alluring older sister
with lust-glazed eyes. Her lovely blonde hair that used to be as dark as his own fell
around her face like an angelic aura of loving innocence, and her moist red lips floated
like a rare flower directly over the thick pulsing head of his cock. Bob's heart thudded
with mounting arousal. Good God, he couldn't believe it, and there flooded into his
brain a thousand shadows of the lewd dreams he had entertained subconsciously about
this gorgeous sister. It was like having them all come true at once! They came more
alive than he had ever dreamed them, fed the intoxicating message of his burning flesh.
This stunning, forbidden sister, this extremely desirable and long desired sister, actually
had her long tanned fingers wound tightly, desperately around his naked prick!
"Oh, Bob, darling, let me show you what a real woman is like," she crooned in a
seductive whisper, her face flushed, her eyes widening in greedy anticipation as she
spoke. He stared at her while crazy bolts of fierce untamed excitement were dancing up
his spine, his tormented cock leaping and pulsing in the warm circle of her hand, his
brain racing from a jumbled chaos of emotions.
Oh, God, this was wrong even if the doctor didn't think so! This was deeply wrong!
The sharp and clear denunciations cut viciously into his consciousness. The very
intensity of his excitement frightened him and made the gravity of his moral
transgression seem even stronger. How could he, a man who certainly knew right from
wrong, a man with taste and refinement, commit such a wanton act with his own sister!
He felt his self-respect, the foundations of his entire proper world shaken by the power
of his mounting sexual agitation. He had never felt anything so strong!
Then, finally, something snapped. In one split second he had cast aside the inhibitions
and narrow fears that had plagued him for so many years. His beautiful sister was
kneeling before him, asking him, begging him on hands and knees, to make love to her.
And he knew that he was powerless to do anything else. He was completely in the hold
of his rising incestuous lust.
Zelda sensed the change in him with beating heart. She quickly led the way when he
suggested they go into a bedroom and extended his hand down to her to help her up.
With no need of coaching, Zelda immediately fell back onto the huge round bed and
reached her arms up to him.
"Oh, God, you're beautiful, Zel," he could not help muttering, staring down at her. He
leaned over and pressed his lips tightly down against hers. She curled her arms around
him and gently steered him down on top of her, letting one of his legs fall between her
open thighs. She was surprisingly supple and soft and her body was glued into his as
though it belonged there. As he ground his lips harshly into her, she moved her thigh
up against his loins, bringing his cock to a painful hardness. He could feel the seminal
fluid seeping warmly from the tiny slit on the hardening, blood-bloated tip as it
smeared against the inside of his jacket and was sure that Zelda could feel the wetness
through the thin red material of her dress.
She continued massaging him with a practiced thoroughness until he thought the head
of his cock would explode. It was jerking now as though he would cum at the slightest
extra pressure. He could feel it building deep in his pulsating testicles below. He thrust
his tongue deep into her mouth as she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp
nips of her teeth that sent chills running the length of his spine. Pulling his head away
to escape the teasing sensation, he placed his cheek against her hair.
"Was Alice good in bed?" Zelda suddenly asked as if jealous.
"Too inexperienced," he muttered, hoping she would drop the subject, which she did.
"Let's get naked," she next suggested. Bob realized suddenly that she was quivering
against his loins.
"You do want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked in a little girl's pleading tones. She
seemed to be breathing ever more deeply.
"Oh, yes, God, yes I want to," he admitted, the lewd words exciting him as they came
from his sister's mouth, directed to him! Then she played with him. She wrapped her
arms playfully around his neck and pouted her lower lip.
"Then tell me what you want to do to me!" she teased.
"I want to fuck you!" he said with surprising ease.
"How do you want to fuck me?" she asked as though the question were quite sincere.
"Very deep and hard as a rock. I want to fuck you like you've never been fucked
before!" he told her with a smile full of both lust and affection.
"Oh, God," she moaned, almost throwing him from her squirming body. "Let's get
naked. I can't stand it any longer. You're so... so good!"
Bob rose from the bed and began desperately stripping off his clothes, dropping them
anywhere on the floor they happened to fall. A slight tinge of self-consciousness came
over him as he stood over her spread-eagled form with his nakedly huge cock standing
out in front of him in full blood-hardened erection. But he just couldn't tear his eyes
away as, lifting her body slightly from the red velvet covered bed, the lust-inspiring
blond squirmed out of her flimsy dress she was wearing. She had nothing else on but
her high heeled shoes, and they fell to the floor with a double dull thud that sounded
almost like one.
Zelda looked up at the youthful brother standing stark naked above her, her brown
eyes riveted on his prick standing out in the air. She watched the throbbing of the
blood-filled head for a moment and then said, "God, what have I been missing all these
years! Christ, Bob, we could have had a ball! It sure is going to feel real good going up
inside of me and twisting around deep in my cunt like you said. Oh God, how I want
you to screw me with that!"
Inflamed further by her lewd words, Bob quickly knelt beside her, feeling the need to
touch her. He pushed his hand gently between her thighs and they fell limply open
without resistance of any kind. Slowly he moved his hand up between their full satin
like softness until his fingers came into sudden wet contact with the smooth curls of her
pubic hair growing darkly, tantalizingly up between her legs. He tried to press his
middle finger up between the soft moist flanges of her cunt, but she jerked
spasmodically away, not in protest, but from the unexpected contact that sent a shiver
of warm rippling sensation running through the nerve-ends of her naked flesh.
Reverently he ran his hands over her high-mounded tanned tits, her flat belly, her
thighs, up and down over her unprotected tanned nakedness with shaking hands that
brought small animal mewls of pleasure from between her tightly closed teeth. His own
lust was increased as he watched his hands bring gasping and quivering response from
her beautiful naked body. She opened her eyes and looked up at him for a moment,
their dark brown made ever deeper by the smoky veil of building lust that was coursing
through her.
Zelda was drifting into a world of deep soft pleasure. She had no conscious thought in
her mind. The only thing that mattered was the tiny licking flames running all around
her. They flickered between the silkiness of her inner thighs, out the tips of her now
throbbing and pebble-hard nipples, and down again to the burning core of her cunt
where it roared in white heat like the interior of a blast furnace.
"Oh, God, Bob," her voice whispered without her even knowing what it said. "Oh,
lover!"
Bob pressed his lips down over hers again and immediately felt the hot wet pressure of
her tongue spearing up into his mouth in her automatic quest for a warmer, wetter
contact with the person so deliciously torturing her body. His hands were continuing to
roam over her supple, yielding flesh, and he ran them back up between her open
thighs. This time they did not jerk away but opened voluntarily to admit him to the
very core of her being. He could feel the warm center of her loins flexing almost
imperceptibly in passionate answer to his naked touch.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh," she was sighing continuously up into his lips,
her tongue pushed up into his and circling around deep inside as though searching
desperately for another entrance to his mouth. Her passion spurred his own lust.
Disbelief buzzed continually through his dazed brain, that his own sister was writhing
and twisting beneath him as though she were his slave!
He moved over, being unable to stand it another minute, and slithered on top of Zelda
Harris's warm soft body like a protective blanket. He could feel her quivering helpless
out of control under him and reaching down with both hands, he drew her unresisting
thighs up the sides of his hips until the whole of her wetly throbbing cuntal slit was
presented up to him in welcome sacrifice. For a long tortured moment he held her legs
there and then started to reach back down and implant himself inside her, but at the
last second he stopped.
He found himself yearning for her total surrender, and it would be worth the risk of
breaking the spell she was under now. It would make up for a thousand little times he
had surrendered to her as a child, ten thousand times he had surrendered to everybody!
She must be made to take him into her steaming cunt herself! He held his breath and
spike in a whisper.
"Put it in for me, Zel. Reach down and put the fucking in!"
Then he let his breath out in a long gasp as he felt her hand obediently burrowing
down between their desire-tensed bodies and her warm fingers closing tightly around
his rigidly bloated flesh. She stilled for a moment as though a little reluctant, but a
second later, Bob felt her thumb and forefinger tighten around the pulsating head of his
prick and slowly but firmly push up. He gasped and his lips bared back over his teeth
as the thick foreskin peeled torturously back and she pressed the moist sensitive tip of
his cock into the wet fleshy folds of her burning cunt. He could feel the soft curly pubic
hair tickling gently against its heated length as it hung poised for entry between the
tight throbbing lips of her cunt. The hot smooth warmth was excruciating, and if was
all he could do to hold himself back from lunging forward to sink the whole of the
heavily throbbing weight hanging down between his legs with one mighty fleshsplitting 
fuck right up into the helplessly impassioned woman's quivering, waiting belly.
But for the first time he could ever remember, he was more than able to wait.
He waited because he sensed instinctively that she needed it, and his power lay in what
he Was in the position to give. Even though it tortured him beyond his wildest
imaginations, he waited. He had at last conquered his sister's soul, and she was
completely at the mercy of his desires at this moment. He waited, holding back the final
plunge that would fuse them together in one great wet pulsating mass of flesh. He was
wringing from her a final admission of surrender that would bind them together forever
in their incestuous act.
Indeed he sensed correctly for Zelda lay groaning in tiny unintelligible gasps that
seeped from between her passion-clenched teeth like quick puffs of steam from a
laboring locomotive. Her body ached with desire, and she was aware of his form
hovering over her. Her legs and loins were spread wide apart and wet from a delicious
pressure that she herself had placed there a seeming eternity ago. Oh God, how she
hungered. She hungered deep inside her contracting womb as though her belly were a
ravenous animal waiting to be fed. Oh, God, she needed to be filled.
Finally, Bob levered up into a push-up position over his sister's slowly undulating body
and looked down. Her beautiful face was contorted in indescribable rapture, and her
lips were pursed into a wet oval with tiny groans of pleasure escaping from around the
pinkness of her tongue circling moistly around the outside of her mouth. He looked
down between their bodies and could see his giant throbbing hardness pressed into the
wet folds of her pink and open cunt. The silken softness of her pubic hair surrounded
the stump-like rock-hard pole of flesh in a lust-inciting picture that caused his cock to
throb involuntarily harder against her.
"Oooooohhhhhh," she groaned helplessly as she felt the obscene contact grow closer.
Bob Golden strained with all his might against the all-consuming desire to fuck forward
at that very moment and impale her instantaneously like a ravished prisoner at the
stake! But he wanted to make her wait for him. There was too much of her that he had
not yet tasted, and he wanted all of it! Tonight she was his to do with as he wanted
after a long, long, long wait!
Her large, firm tits swaying out gently from her ribs and quivering slightly with each
soulful gasp that came from her mewling throat excited him, distracted him, and he had
to have them in some way. Slithering forward up over her chest, the depravity-minded
brother straddled her with one leg on either side of her ribs and gently placed his
throbbing cock in the deep narrow cleft between the beautifully tanned mounds so that
her warm titty-flesh enclosed it on both sides.
As he reached down and crushed the resilient softness between his strong fingers,
making tiny ridges of white that protruded between his knuckles, his hands shook.
With lust-bent desire, he kneaded and stretched them, watching them ooze through his
hands like foam rubber, soft, yet springing back into voluptuous shape the moment the
pressure lifted. He pushed them together until they met across her body and formed a
velvety yielding tunnel in which his cock was sensuously trapped. He pressed them
hard so that the nipples met at the top and then began a gentle rocking motion,
thrusting his whole rigidity through the warm flaccid channel formed by the firm plush
mounds. As he pushed, the huge bulbous head of his stony cock appeared at the far end
of the warm soft tunnel and brushed gently against her chin, leaving a tiny spot of
moisture each time it touched from the seminal fluid that seeped excitedly from the
end-slit.
Bob kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering tits for several minutes,
feeling his prick growing and expanding until he was afraid it would erupt in a great
gushing fountain of sperm before he was ready. He had to force himself to sit still for a
minute and content himself with pushing and pulling at the maddening softness of the
two throbbing tits so warmly surrounding him. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed
them over the top of his cock together, one against the other, watching with a lewd grin
as they jerked and throbbed into an even greater hardness than he had thought
possible. At the same time, he studied her face for the reaction it was having upon her.
It was electrifying!
Gazing unseeing up at the ceiling, Zelda's brown eyes were open, a thin veil smokey
with lust obscuring the dilated pupils. Her hips and ass writhed madly on the red velvet
bed below, her long tanned legs kicking out and then drawing up again as though
searching for some invisible lover to draw inside them. She was completely out of
control, and Bob knew that nothing he did now would matter. She would accept any
degradation his suddenly freed mind would force on her to quell the fire that was
raging unchecked in her devouringly lusty cunt.
' There was one more thing the young brother wanted to do before he fucked her. His
brown eyes locked on her full sensuous lips, still muttering nothings out into the air
from the pressure of her tortured need. They were wet and gleaming from her tongue
swirling around them as she lay suffering beneath him in unfulfilled desire. He wanted
something he had never allowed another woman to do! Yet it was exactly what he
wanted from her! He wanted to shove his lust-hardened cock in between them, and he
shuddered as the mere thought of that warm moist cavern closing around his rock-hard
cock caused it to jerk and almost ejaculate where it lay between her tits.
In order to place his knees on either side of her neck, Bob moved up a little, and his
long cock throbbed out directly over her face, presenting her glazed eyes with a view of
the pulsating sperm-filled ridge running beneath it. His sperm-bloated testicles lay
gently against her moistened chin. He sat still for a moment, feeling the soft warm
mounds of her titties squashed down beneath his ass. He did not move, in order to give
her time to adjust to the change in position. He wanted to take it very slowly, not
knowing whether or not she would object to what he was going to do, and he wanted
her body mad with desire so that he could have his complete will with her, so that he
could debase his sister in any way he felt the need!
Now as he crouched above her on the bed, marveling that she had not rushed him the
way other women were always trying to do, he instantly knew when he had waited long
enough. He placed both his hands gently down behind her head and lifted it up off the
bed, bending her lovely neck toward him so that her face and mouth were poised
directly in front of the palpitating head of his lusty cock. He pushed forward slightly,
his asscheeks rolling on the mountainous cushion of her tits behind, until the tip of his
angry red prick was pressed between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the
soft surfaces brush gently against the sensitive skin of his swollen cock-head. He didn't
know what was making him do this depraved thing, but he was sure the doctor would
know, and, frankly, he didn't even care! Then her sudden accepting movement caught
him by surprise, and he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight round ovals of
her buttery mouth closed over the painfully stretched skin of his granite-like cock. It
seemed beyond his wildest dreams!
Slowly at first, she started using her tongue, and he could feel it swiping around him,
causing his cock to jerk inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and smooth and clasped
tightly to him in a close elastic ring, driving him wilder with their insistent pressure.
With pained intensity he could feel them moving down his prick as she took as much
of him as she could in her mouth, surrounding him maddeningly with the moist
warmth of her saliva and the tender flesh of her wet tongue. He placed his hands on
either side of her hollowing cheeks and pressed inwards to add to the excruciating
pleasure.
And then his experienced sister began to suck him with a moist nibbling pressure and
her tongue licked and curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times
before, all the hunger burning deep in her cunt now concentrated in one great gust of
sensation in her mouth. Bob groaned incoherently above her flailing head and pushed
his hands tighter against her cheeks. He wanted her to make him cum and he wanted
to make her swallow it so that she would know for the rest of her life that he had bent
her completely to his will, that he had dominated her, subjugated her and the rest of his
brothers and sisters and mother and father at last!
With this terrible need to be on top in mind, he flexed his loins in and out of the near
round hole formed by her sensuously full lips and rolled his ass around on her soft,
yielding tits as though he were attempting to crush them down into her chest.
Watching wild-eyed from above, he saw his glistening flesh disappear into her clasping
lips as though they were the lips of another hungrily nibbling cunt. He could feel all of
himself, every nerve he possessed pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the
moist cavity of her saliva-filled mouth.
His sensitive loins were growing hotter and he was sweating between his legs, and still
she sucked, keeping his cock a willing prisoner in her mouth, burying her face in his
loins until he knew it was the end. The pressure building in his balls slapping against
her chin as she worked in her lust was excruciating, unbearable, and his hardened cock
seemed to lengthen and inflate beyond anything it had ever done before.
Suddenly there was a jerking in his loins, and nothing in the world could have stopped
the white-hot liquid flow that was rushing like a waterfall up from his aching balls and
out the tip of his spasming prick. Gripping her head tightly between his hands, he
shoved his spending cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first
needle-thin spurt of fiery cum flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm
moist cavity, bloating and stretching her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat
worked gluttonously, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the sticky
white semen as he emptied his balls relentlessly into the depths of her belly.
As he felt the last of his orgasm drained from his now rapidly deflating prick, Bob's
body quivered above his enslaved sister. Momentarily exhausted, he had to brace
himself with his hands tangled in her long blond hair to keep himself from falling to
the side of the bed. He started to lift himself from her, but to his amazement, she would
not let his deflated cock escape from her lips. She continued to suck gently, undulating
her ass behind him down into the bed and rubbing her legs hungrily together as he
watched with disbelief the thin obscene trails of creamy white cum running down from
the corners of her mouth to her neck below and then into the red velvet bed. He had
never in his life felt anything like it, and it seemed as if he had been completely drained
of all the strength and desire he possessed.
Yet as his sister continued to suck and nibble at his deflated cock, it began to thicken
again in the soft slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently, seeming
to take delight in her power to bring it to life again after its cataclysmic collapse.
Finally, when it had grown to full size once more after he had thought he could never
make love again as long as he lived, the young brother felt desire begin to rekindle in
his loins. Zelda continued to nibble for a moment longer, swiping her slippery tongue
around and around and around it until she was certain that it was restored to its full
length and power and then she let her head fall back heavily onto the bed. The
rejuvenated cock slipped wetly from her mouth, a thin lewd string of creamy semen still
connecting it to her lush lips. Her brown eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him
through smoky, desire-ridden pupils for a moment and then pleaded in a desperate
whisper.
"Fuck me, please?"
And he wanted to if only to give her some measure of what she had given him. He
wasted no time as he lifted his ass from the lust-inciting blond's squashed tits and
moved down over the naked length of her curvaceous body. He came to rest directly
between her already open thighs and reached down between them to complete the
incestuous connection. She was ready and there was no need to prepare her now. He
could feel the desire-moistened hole of her devouring cunt throbbing in desperate
anticipation as he guided his thick hard cock straight into her with his fingers.
For a brief moment only he paused to part the sparse dark pubic hair with the head of
his prick, and then with one long smooth fucking stroke, he rammed it into her all the
way up to her cervix. There was not the slightest resistance, she was so prepared. He
could feel the smooth wet walls of her cunt clamping around his stony cock so moistly
and firmly that it almost made him cum again right then.
"Oooooohhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh," she moaned beneath him, and he felt her
entire insides flowering open to receive him deep in her devouring womb. She was
groaning and murmuring incoherently now as he began to fuck viciously into her,
gritting his teeth with desire. Her body followed him and began to move in wild
abandoned jerks beneath him.
"Oooooohhhh God! OoooooohhhhhhhhGoddddd! You're so goooooooodddd!" she
groaned as if in anguish, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling his
muscular chest into the soft brown plushness of her tits.
He fucked his long, blood-engorged cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the warm
soft cavern of her hungering cunt, feeling the whole of her belly spreading open before
his lust-driven onslaught as though she had never been fucked before in her life.
She moaned incessantly as her body jerked and twisted and her face contorted in
ecstatic lust. Her beautiful soft mouth moved ceaselessly, and her nostrils flared in the
untamed animal desire that had taken hold of her body as if it were writhing in the
throes of an epileptic fit. Her forehead was covered with a light coat of glistening sweat
that had broken out below her disheveled blond hair. There was nothing that could
stop her wild race for fulfillment now, and her little brother fucked like a mad man to
give it to her!
"Goddddddd, yes! Yesssss," she cried up into the large bedroom as Bob slithered his
strong sinewy hands under the wildly pumping cheeks of her ass and cupped them
tightly, raising them up off the bed for greater access to her open and pleading loins.
From that position he squirmed down into her with all the strength of his hips and
thighs, feeling the smooth raw flesh of her cunt clasping and unclasping like the
heartbeat of a tender bird all around his bursting hot cock. He fucked into her from the
tips of his toes and rammed the last inch of his swollen hard cock thundering up her
cunt, bringing a new ecstatic moaning from her lips that resounded through the room
like the cry of a wounded and dying animal. Her nostrils flared again and her eyes,
open wide, gazed glassy-eyed and unseeing up into the dim light, a wild and unsatiated
desire burning lustfully in them.
Her ecstatic brother pulled his head back so that he could watch her face. It was
something that he didn't want to miss, the sudden and complete surrender of her whole
being to him. She was twisting and writhing beneath him, unable to control at all her
wild desire to be fucked and used in the most humiliating fashion by her own brother!
Her face was wildly contorted with lust, and her lips bared back tightly over her teeth,
while greater and more desperate sounds came streaming from deep in her savagely
heaving chest. Her arms, which had been wrapped tightly around his neck, her nails
clawing desperately into his back, slithered down now and dug demonically into his
muscular fucking asscheeks as they pounded down into her open and unprotected loins.
With each cruel, pile-driving fuck he made into her, obscene wet smacking noises
resounded through out the bedroom. Bob ran his hands from the smooth hollowing
cheeks of Zelda's ass down to her thighs and between them to the soft, passion-soaked
pubic hair surrounding her cock-filled, cock-sucking cunt. He wanted to feel the
clinging fleshy lips which held and throbbed around his lust-swollen hardness like a
tight rubbery mouth. The entire area of her loins was running with moisture which
overflowed wetly down the widely split crack of her ass.
Her body was slippery from the sweat of the wild untamed gyrations of her ravenous
body, and her head flailed uncontrollably back and forth on the perspiration-soaked
velvet beneath them. Her mouth was wide open in ecstatic abandon. She had become
something crazed and inhuman now as she twisted and churned, spreading her legs
wide apart and jerking them up to her shoulders, urging him on.
"Ohhhhhh, oh deeper! Harder! Fuck me, Bob! Fuck me harder!" she begged, gasping as
if she were close to death. She was nearing her orgasm and swung her tender thighs up
and wound them voluptuously around his back, churning her ass in uncontrolled
abandon from side to side and spiraling her cunt up and down crazily on his fucking
and hotly growing cock.
She suddenly squealed with a high-pitched gasp of intense lust, locking her ankles in a
death grip high up behind his laboring back. "I'm cummmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg!"
Then, almost at the same time, her arms snaked up tightly around his neck and she
smashed her open mouth to his where he could still taste the pungent flavor of his
sperm that had spurted into her throat such a short time ago. Her body arched and she
held tight to him, not moving, but quivering and jerking around him in a pulsating
rhythm that spewed her orgasmic fluid out around his still hard-fucking cock and down
her widely split nether crack, soaking his sperm-bloated balls as they slapped hard into
her tiny puckered asshole.
Though just a few short minutes ago, he had been sucked dry, the wildness of Zelda's
orgasm had started a slow aching pressure deep within his balls again, and he gripped
the cheeks of her still rotating asscheeks and squeezed with a crushing strength, feeling
her cringe as great gasps of lust began spewing from his own throat.
"Uuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhhnnnnnnngggg!" he grunted and groaned and increased
the viciousness of his strokes so that his pelvis smacked like a wooden paddle hard
against the swollen pink flanges of her cunt and his hardened cock dipped deep down
into the far hidden recesses of her pulsating belly. He felt himself cumming, and
throwing his hands down behind her knees, he shoved her trembling thighs up over her
shoulders and ground as far down into her open and yielding cunt as he could go,
bringing groans of left-over lust from her lips still locked tightly to his. Her arms still
clasped him in a viselike grip. The ache in his balls was unbearable. He had to cum
now!
Gasping then into the moistness of her mouth, he felt the bursting of his loins, heard
her whimpering cry, felt the tightening of her arms around his neck. Then, with a deep
soul shattering groan that went on and on into her mouth, he exploded inside of her,
shooting his hot liquid sperm deep down into the drowning depths of her open and
receptive womb.
Then they lay still, locked in the lewd incestuous embrace of forbidden love seemingly
forever, their limbs twined together. Then he rolled off her sweat-soaked body, his prick
slithering from her cum-drenched cunt with a wet sucking hiss. Her chest was still
heaving from the effort of their final orgasm.
Neither of them said anything, at least for now. He had made up his mind to tell her
about the therapy, though, after a rest and over a good stiff drink. Right now he
couldn't find any coherent words, and she couldn't either. The dazed young man knew
that there was little need for more expensive therapy. His sister had been doctor enough
and, he hoped, would continue a few follow-up treatments in the near future!


Chapter 5

In all her young life, Alice had never been to a costume party, even at Halloween. The
naturalness that her mother insisted upon instilling into her beautiful daughter
excluded most large group affairs outside of church suppers. In the little town where
she grew up, costumes beyond the age of eight were ranked in the same degrading
category as gambling and sex. So there was a great deal about her extended vacation
that Alice was not going to be able to tell her mother about, including her going-away
party, which was an honest-to-goodness Halloween party in August! And Zelda insisted
that she go as the beautiful Snow White. They gave the party around their pool and
pushed the furniture around in the living room and dining room so there would be
plenty of room available. Even the bedrooms were decorated with orange and black
mobiles and hanging jack o'lanterns. The excited Alice could not believe that every bit
of the sumptuous affair was to be in her honor! Her poor mother would have a heart
attack!
Bob Golden attended on the rich sensual invitation of his sister, who said such
suggestive things that his cock jerked inside his pants even though they were speaking
over the telephone! The image of her warm, soft, naked body floated before his eyes.
He had thought of no one else for the rest of the summer. He had dated no other
woman. He just couldn't!
When he arrived, he was handed a glass of Zelda's special punch. She was always
inventing special punches that drove people wild. He recalled wryly how disgusted he
used to get when he overheard talk of her potent punches and her sex-orientated
parties. Now he knew he could never stay away from a single one of her affairs again,
and as he sipped her punch, his head began to reel with excitement, and he took a
larger swallow of the sweet fruity mixture. Soon he felt a warm soft glow spreading
through his body, and then a wonderful sense of quiet well-being flooded over him. He
suspected that the aphrodisiac effect was due more to a general loosening of inhibitions
that had been gradually taking place in him ever since his lusty night with his
curvaceous sister. He chuckled to himself. He knew that if he drank enough of this
stuff, he could be thrown into the swimming pool and would just float around, hanging
on to his glass. Christ, it was good! And powerful!
He looked around the pool that reflected many of the gay costumes that the guests were
wearing. No one had come wearing very much, he noticed with a grin. He himself had
worn very suggestive tights. Most of the men had! Then his attention was attracted by
the loud booming laugh of his brother-in-law, the man he once thought was so crass
and tasteless and obnoxious! Mask or not, he could easily pick him out by following the
sound of the laughter to his large and strong figure as he stood talking to a beautiful
brunette. Bob sucked in his breath as he saw the perfection of the girl's figure from
across the room, the way the high, full swelling of her tits pushed out the thin blue
material of her dress that was tied like a corset up the front and shimmied over her
hips, concealing nothing of her softly rounded twin mounds of ass! She looked familiar
to him, but he decided that it was probably the costume. The little puff sleeves had
purple slashes in them, and he knew it was a fairytale figure with which he was very
familiar, something out of a Disney movie!
"That's quite a beautiful girl with Thor, isn't it!" Zelda said suddenly at his elbow.
"How about that lecherous husband of mine? He can always get the best!"
"He sure can!" her brother said enthusiastically and meaningfully to her.
Zelda smiled brilliantly at him, yet she thought to herself that she had really bitten off a
problem here. She loved her young brother deeply, and she was very happy to think
that he finally understood and believed that she loved him and always had loved him
and that his outcast feelings had all been figments of his own mind. On the other hand,
she loved her husband as a sexual partner, and little Alice had been most hopeful that
she could attract Bob back into her orbit tonight. Well, there was a very big difference
in their ages, and since Alice would be back with her mother all winter, it was perhaps
better to face reality. With her brother newly awakened to a more sensual way of life at
last, Zelda could not imagine his waiting around all winter, waiting for a teenager to
return for another short vacation next summer! If Bob wanted to stick with her tonight,
so be it. She had little doubt but that Thor would like to lead his daughter off
somewhere for a little love-play on her last night with them!
And sure enough, once they had had enough to drink and all of the guests had begun
to disappear into bedrooms and the cabana until the poolside was about the only
deserted area on the grounds, Thor sat his daughter down in the big white vinyl couch
that curved around one corner of the pool and held her tight. With a mischievous grin,
Zelda led her own doting Romeo to the other end of the couch so that the two couples
were almost facing. Thor and Zelda avoided each other's eyes for both of them felt
challenged and each was determined not to care what the other did.
"Mmmmmmmm, I love the way you touch my nipple like that," Alice heard Zelda's
voice drift hoarsely over from the other end of the couch. Her face flushed with
disappointment because she knew her sister was with Bob Golden, and she couldn't
help turning her head slightly to sneak a peek at what they were doing out of the
corner of her eye. Bob had inserted his hand down the front of Zelda's scanty
Cinderella dress and was obscenely massaging her tits. His sister had her head back on
his shoulder with her mouth slightly open, a rapturous expression on her face.
"Her brother had turned into quite a Don Juan," Thor whispered in his daughter's ear.
"I think he was a big fake all along!"
Alice tried hard not to care about any old Bob Golden and what he did. After all, she
had her daddy, and it was the last night she would see him, probably for a whole
winter! As she leaned back against her father's shoulder, he chuckled and drew her
head abruptly toward him with his hand and pressed his lips wetly to hers.
"We'll show them," he whispered and ground his mouth down again. She groaned and
struggled limply, embarrassed to be kissing her father in such an open place with other
people possibly around. She felt his hand pressed hard into the softness of her tit. She'd
like to make Bob jealous, but she didn't want to shock him. Of course, he was with his
own sister!
"Ssssshhhh," her father whispered into her mouth. "We have to make this look good,
you know."
As he commanded, she let herself go limp, beginning to appreciate the softness of his
lips pressing into her mouth. The thought crossed her mind that up until a couple of
weeks ago, no one had ever kissed her and already she felt like a long-experienced
woman! What in God's name was she going to do with herself during the long, cold
winter? Well, if she was going to learn what she had learned some day, she was sure
glad that it had been now and at the hands of her knowledgeable daddy. In spite of her
guard being up against letting herself get interested in him in any way other than a
father, she could feel tiny quivering sensations of excitement flit suddenly through her
stomach.
She pulled away and lifted her glass of punch to her lips and drained it, desperately
trying to collect her confused thoughts. She hadn't thought that having her father kiss
her could do this to her once the initial experience was over, particularly with Bob
Golden sitting so close. He had really roused her the night they had gone out together.
She had thought that would squelch any interest in her own father for good. She was
afraid to look over at Zelda and Bob now for fear of what she would see, and she
wondered if it was knowing what Bob was doing at the other end of the couch that was
stimulating her in the arms of her father. She didn't dare look at them. It was bad
enough listening to the soft mewling sounds coming from her stepmother's lips, and
the grating noise of Bob's heavy deep breathing told her how he was enjoying it. It was
funny, but she couldn't see anyone else around although a lot of lights were blinking on
and off inside the house on every floor!
Thor pulled her close to him, letting his hand dangle over her soft shoulder that was
bared to the little puff sleeves of her costume. His fingers brushed softly against the tip
of her tit. He was now chuckling inside to himself over the ridiculous situation his
beautiful wife had gotten herself into. Lewd obscene pictures of the things he wanted to
do to this young lush body next to him, once it had reached that stage of helpless
submission he knew so well, ran in kaleidoscopic pictures through his mind. She would
know she had been fucked when he finished with her tonight, that was for sure. She
would have a night to remember during the stark winter ahead. He held her tighter,
pressing his hand harder against the softness of her tit. Christ, he wished he could keep
her here where she could live!
Alice could feel her body twitch as her father's fingers dug into her, and she held her
breath. She pressed her thighs tightly together to cut off the slight tingle that had
started in her belly and was working its way slowly down to the sensuous point
between her legs. Thor pressed his fingers harder into her titty and she made no move
to resist as she felt the tiny bud-like nipple harden under the thinness of her brassiere.
She knew she ought to stop him soon. After all, he couldn't help it, and there was
Zelda goading him by her behavior. But she didn't want to stop him just yet, not until
the delicious tingle between her legs subsided!
The delicious punch had turned her body into a loose bundle of raw nerve ends that
her mind could no longer control, though, and she seemed to be having trouble
breathing. She could not believe the feelings that were beginning to course through her
flesh in tiny licking waves of desire. Thor had pulled her so close against him now she
could hardly move and had inserted his hand down the neck of her dress and into her
brassiere to cup a naked tit. She could feel small pinpricks of delicious feeling racing
through the tip as he rolled the tiny hardening nipple maddeningly between his thumb
and forefinger. The heat of his breath rushed wildly against her ear as he turned his
head toward her and locked his lips wetly against hers. For a moment she tried to twist
away, but the pressure of his mouth was too much for her in her present state.
"They're looking toward us," he breathed into her mouth. "Maybe we can give them
second thoughts."
She had almost forgotten about Zelda and Bob in her concentration on her own inner
feelings. Gently she let herself relax against her father, glad for the excuse she could
give herself for continuing. And now she thrust her tongue back sharply at Thor as he
sucked it deep into his mouth.
She marveled to herself at how well her father could kiss. This sure beat the dry
pecking that she had always thought a kiss was! This kind of kissing with wild animal
abandon and lust until she squirmed was something she always wanted now although
she mustn't, of course, back in her home town! Then there was a groan from the other
end of the couch and Alice wanted to look but didn't quite dare.
"Goddamn, look at that," Thor turned and whispered heavily in her ear, his hand
tightening harder on her tit. "Zelda's sucking him."
Alice was unable to stop herself from turning slightly, and she got a sudden clear view
through the dimness of the colored lights strung around the water of Zelda's head
bobbing up and down over her brother's loins, her lips clasped tightly in an oval circle
around his erect prick. The lust-swollen cock stood hard and rigid through the open
zipper of his fly, slight tufts of dark pubic hair protruding around the edge of the thick
base.
It was at that moment that Alice realized how futile it was to think that she could ever
retain Bob Golden's interest in her, a young teenager, all winter while she was away!
Hollywood was full of gorgeous women and he was a very desirable young man!
Disappointed, she unwittingly moaned, turning back to her father and hiding her face
tight against his shoulder. She hadn't thought of that, of how old he was and how
young and inexperienced and unavailable she was! Small tears of loss and humiliation
brimmed through her eyes. The awful sight of Bob's prick disappearing up into Zelda's
hungrily sucking mouth just as it would disappear into many another woman's mouth
during the long winter was just too much for the bewildered young teenager to stand.
The lewd sounds coming from next to her were echoing into the future, the rather
bleak-looking immediate future, starting tomorrow!
The wet sucking noises were punctuated intermittently by small mewls and groans of
totally absorbed pleasure. And then it seemed as though she could hear similar sounds
coming from every night of the winter, sounds that Bob and Zelda and her father
would happily make while she lay cold and lonely in her bed at home! She burrowed
her head into Thor's shoulder to try and shut out the sounds, but it didn't help for they
were all in her mind. She wanted to run and jump into the pool and drown! But they
would save her, and besides that would really get her father into trouble, and she
couldn't do that to him! So She could do nothing but lie here in her father's arms and
listen in torment while Zelda and Bob made love.
Then another deep animal-like groan erupted beside Alice, causing her to jerk her head
around. Zelda had lifted her dress up over her hips and crawled up over Bob's body.
Obviously she had worn no panties as Alice had not heard the telltale noise of clothing
being removed. She was straddling him, the round brown of her tanned ass poised
directly over the hardness of his long thick, lust-bloated cock. Reaching back
underneath her body with her hand, she grasped his thick rod and guided it into her
hungry cunt. Alice held her breath as she saw the huge bulbous head of Bob's prick
make contact with the moist open flanges of Zelda's cunt. She watched her stepmother
move the lust-engorged cock up and down in the wetly glistening slit for a moment,
parting the dark curly pubic hair and then with a slight grunt, grinding her ass down
hard on it.
In hypnotized wonder, the fifteen year old's blue eyes opened wide as she watched the
brother's throbbing cock slide slowly up into the wet clasping lips of Zelda's devouring
cunt, making an obscene sluicing noise as it entered. Zelda ground down on it all the
way until all Alice could see was a tiny bit of the base of his cock protruding from the
tight moist lips surrounding it. She watched, frozen in a sort of self-pity, as Zelda began
a slow grinding, up and down movement with her ass rising in the air above Bob's loins
until just the tip of his rock-hard cock was left inside the warm enclosing sheath of her
quivering flesh. Then, with a little grunt each time, the curvaceous blond dropped
heavily back down on him, impaling herself completely with each long smooth fucking
stroke.
There was a tight restrictive feeling catching at Alice's young throat and digging deep
into her belly as she turned her head away once more. She thought how she should be
feeling the revulsion her mother would experience, watching a brother and sister make
love like that. Of course, her mother was repulsed by any love-making. All Alice felt,
though, was a strange light-fingered quivering deep between her own thighs. Closing
her eyes, she pressed her face back tightly into her father's shoulder, but still the vision
of a man's cock, wet and glistening, skewering into the moist softness of a woman's
cunt raced through her mind. She clenched her eyes shut but could not blot out the
lewd exciting picture. Their soft moans and the wet sucking noises of their illicit
intercourse drifting across to her ears magnified the obscene image a thousand times.
Meanwhile, Thor's hand ground harder into her young but fully rounded tit as he, too,
suddenly became aware of the wet coupling of the two bodies next to them. He gave a
sudden hard pinch against his daughter's soft rubbery nipple, sending a flash of pain
and pleasure shooting down the full length of her spine. She uttered a low helpless
groan into his ear, which was quickly choked off by the harsh pressure of his wet lips
clamping over hers. His tongue flicked moistly into her mouth, causing her body to
squirm again down against the couch cushion in an attempt to stem the flowing tide of
lust creeping over her. But he ground his pelvis tightly into hers, sliding his hand down
to the soft roundness of her ass and pulling her loins up tightly into his.
"Here?" she quavered.
"It's the only deserted spot in the place!" he whispered. "I'll bet you a hundred dollar
bill you won't find an empty room inside the house!"
Still, it was embarrassing to her and she tried to squirm away from him, but his
strength was too great, and she only succeeded in worsening her position. She didn't
dare struggle too much for fear of bringing attention to them. Bob and Zelda mustn't
know they were here! Yet that made no sense, she told herself. What was the matter
with her? It was probably that she still wished that it could be Bob! Yes, that was why
her body stiffened as she felt her father begin massaging the softly mounded cheeks of
her ass from behind and pulling her loins harder against his. As he ground against her,
his mouth still locked wetly to hers, she gasped and held her breath, feeling the rising
hardness under his pants pressing into her own moistening genitals. The sweet power
of the aphrodisiac punch wafted lazily through her bloodstream, intensifying the
sudden uncontrolled sensations beginning to course through her flesh against her will.
Again she clenched her blue eyes tightly shut and fought against it will all her strength.
But the strong fingers of his hand pinching teasingly against her swollen nipple and the
hardness of his lusty prick grinding into her panty-clad pussy brought further soft
moans of defenseless submission to her lips. Her very helplessness and the thought of
the winter ahead were too much for the tortured girl's mind.
Thor dropped his hand down between their tightly merged bodies to the flatness of her
belly. Her body jerked slightly as she felt her father's fingers sliding the material of her
dress up the front of her thighs. She moaned and tried again to pull away, using all her
will power to overcome the sensations building up against her will deep in the pit of
her stomach. She gasped and held her breath as she felt the hem of her dress reach the
top of her thighs and his fingers suddenly come into hot searing contact with the
softness of her naked belly.
As she felt him slipping a finger slowly under the tight elastic leg band of her panties,
an electrifying shock rippled along the firm smooth flesh of her thighs. She squirmed
back a little, whimpering helplessly as the tip of his middle finger found the narrow
sensitive slit of her cunt and fucked gently into it, parting the soft pubic hair and
making sudden delicious contact with her tiny throbbing clitoris. It was wet and
slippery from the unwanted desire that permeated her whole being, and she sucked her
breath tightly to hold back the groan of pleasure that she felt building deep in her
chest. She didn't dare make a sound. No matter what Bob was doing to his own sister,
it was still more embarrassing to have to resort to your own father for sex! There was
nothing she could do, however, and she found herself reacting involuntarily to the
maddening caresses of her tits and cunt. She was wet between her legs and found her
hips suddenly squirming in involuntary rhythm to the light teasing of Thor's fingers
searching lewdly between her thighs. Her body was going to desert her and... and why
not? Thor was her father, but he was a very exciting man, too. She had decided after
the last session that her mother must have had rocks in her head to let him get away!
Furthermore, this might be her last chance for a long time to make any love with
anybody at all! Why shouldn't she satisfy her own sex-starved body while the others did
the same thing? Rationalization after rationalization flooded through the brown haired
teenager's tortured mind. It was a lot easier to feel lust for a man for whom daughterly
devotion had never been allowed!
Suddenly her body pressed up against Thor in wild abandon, surprising him. He hadn't
really meant to take her if she resisted. No, he couldn't go that far. But now here she
was giving in almost without a struggle. Obviously she had reasoned away her silly
inhibitions once again. It would very likely be some time before she was completely free
of them, but she would make it, he thought with satisfaction. And so in response to her
gesture, he smashed his lips down on hers, his tongue probing wetly into her mouth.
She sucked on it wildly, letting her soft female body melt into his hard masculine flesh.
She could feel herself begin to tremble with forbidden excitement and her fear slowly
faded. He held the kiss long and hard, and she could feel a slight jerk where his loins
pressed into her stomach.
"Oh, my God, I do want to fuck you!" he breathed into her ear.
The words strangely excited her. She reached down between their bodies and boldly
stroked his prick, feeling more wicked than she ever had before. Her tits and thighs
tingled maddeningly.
He whispered hoarsely, "Take off your dress!" He was unable to wait any longer. Alice's
hand trembled as she reached behind her back and slid the zipper silently down from
her lower back to her ass, lifted the Snow White costume over her head, and dropped it
softly back across the couch. She reached behind her again and unsnapped her
brassiere, gasping suddenly as a cool rush of night air kissed the tips of her naked tits,
causing the tiny rounded nipples to jump into even harder erection. The brassiere, too,
she dropped to the seat of the couch. Her near nakedness at the poolside and at a party
where any number of other people could wander by at any time sent wicked chills
racing through her flesh, arousing her as she had never been aroused before. The
thought that she would soon be writhing in lust with own father on the white vinyl
couch where her own stepmother and her brother were making love at the other end
only added to the forbidden thrill now. She could hear Thor next to her struggling
rapidly out of his own tights and frilly shirt and she smiled at his obvious impatience to
get at her. Yes, she had finally decided that this was a night to enjoy more than
anything she had ever enjoyed so that the memory would last and last and last!
Lifting her pelvis up from the vinyl, she stripped her panties down over the fullness of
her thighs and pulled them from her legs, dropping them with her other clothes on the
couch. Then her father's hands reached out and began running hungrily over her naked
flesh. She sat still, her arms at her sides, trembling from the wicked sensations running
through her. He dropped his head to her titty, cupping it in one hand and sucked the
tiny throbbing nipple deep into his wet mouth. Alice groaned and swayed in the dim
light, almost collapsing back on the cushions. She glanced quickly over to where Bob
and Zelda were making love, then she allowed Thor to pull her backward on the couch
with him. He reached to open her legs, but she stopped his groping hands.
"Let's save that," she said softly. "I want to suck your cock now!" Alice could hear the
soft mewling pleadings of Zelda and laughed softly to herself. She recalled what had
happened when she had tried to suck Bob's cock! Now that she thought about it, she
was undoubtedly getting the better deal! Bob had a long way to go and a lot to learn if
he was going to compete with her daddy. There was a lot to say for Thor's rough lovemaking!
Hearing her lewdly exciting words caused Thor's cock to jerk in sudden hungry
anticipation as she moved against him. The muscular agent lay with his leg thrown over
her, his chin nestled against her shoulder. The wet sucking noises of Bob's lovemaking
to Zelda filtered over to them in a low continuous rhythm, punctuated by the low
moaning noises of Zelda's passion. Periodically, as Bob's hard cock fucked extra deep, a
slight whimper of surprised delight would erupt from her lips. This symphony of
sounds excited Thor even more. Alice could feel his already hardened prick, lying across
her thigh, throb almost in unison to the sounds of his wife's passionate groans.
"Are you ready, dear Daddy?" Alice whispered in his ear, the sounds exciting her as she
knew they were him.
"Yes," he said thickly, hardly able to get the words out of his throat.
"Now turn over on your back then," she whispered low, delighting in the giving of
orders to him!
She was rather surprised, really, at her own courage and boldness, but she wanted so
badly to make the experience memorable for both of them that she was pleased with
herself. The thought of having her father shoot his sperm deep into his daughter's
mouth thrilled her as her loins, stimulated by his finger caresses, seemed to become
more and more moist and warm with the passing seconds of her determination. Her
mother was crazy! Anything that made a person feel as good as this could not be bad!
Alice began slowly, first running her tongue wetly down the hollows of his neck and
over his hair-covered chest. She found the small male nipples and nipped gently at
them, not sure they would respond, but to her pleasant surprise they did, and she could
feel him twist slightly from the strange sensation. She didn't know much about the
male body yet and worked slowly to learn.
With one eager hand the girl reached down and grasped his lust-hardened prick
between her fingers as she worked lower and lower with her tongue licking wetly at his
naked flesh. She recalled the wild sensations that had run through her own body when
Zelda and Thor had licked at her navel on the camping trip and she conferred the same
on him, running her tongue hotly around inside it until she felt his stomach begin to
heave beneath her. He was hairy and she could feel the soft wiriness of it against her
lips and face as she moved. She clutched his prick more tightly in her fingers, drawing
back the foreskin in a teasing motion that brought lustful moans from his lips.
As she worked her way lower, the position became more uncomfortable. She crawled
over him then, pushing his legs apart and kneeling on all fours between his thighs with
her feet hanging over the end of the couch. Her face was over her father's loins now,
and she continued the gentle skinning of her fingers back and forth over his hardened
cock. Her lips were a bare inch away from the tip, and she opened her mouth and
breathed softly against it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the blood-sensitized tip
with a maddening slowness.
"Ooooohhhhhh, God! Suck it, honey," Alice heard him groan above her. His words
excited her as she was sure anyone around them could hear it. Her tongue flicked out,
the tip coming into warm wet contact with the head of Thor's cock, and she circled it
about the smooth rubbery flesh as he groaned and twisted from the cruel teasing he was
being subjected to. The tip of her slowly searching tongue found the tiny opening of the
glans at the end and darted wetly into it. It was already moist from the tiny droplets of
seminal fluid seeping through from his rising excitement.
Suddenly she noticed that the sharp pungent taste and odor caused her mouth to
salivate and her nostrils to flare slightly. Her hands dropped to the base of his huge
erected cock, and she cupped the soft smooth testicles gently with one of them, grazing
her nails tantalizingly over the hairy sperm-filled flesh. The other hand she placed at the
thick base of his cock where it soared upward from the curly sand-colored pubic hair
that covered his lower stomach. Pinching it between her thumb and forefinger, she
pulled down hard, skinning back the foreskin until the large red throbbing head stood
long and nakedly exposed against the softness of her young tender lips.
Alice began planting moist warm kisses around it with lust-driven passion, beginning at
the tip and tracing a path down the full length of it to the base and then wetly back up
to the tip again. She played longer than she knew she should while getting up the
courage to take the whole huge thing into her mouth!
But she was driving her father crazy. He could stand it no more! With a gurgle of lust
deep in his throat, he reached down with his hands, tangling them in her long brown
hair, and he thrust his loins upward with the strength of a bull. Alice resisted for a
moment, doubts running wildly through her mind, but it was too late. The thick
spongy head fucked inside, crushing through her soft moist lips, between the whiteness
of her teeth and into the moist saliva of her mouth. She could feel the spongy stiff
substance rub the full length of her tongue, almost embedding itself deep in her throat.
She closed her eyes to try to concentrate on not choking! Saliva seemed to fill her
mouth, all of it, except that part filled by her father's great fleshy prick now protruding
banana-like from her ovaled lips.
"Ooooohhhhh, God, honey, your mouth is just like butter," she heard him murmur as
he began a slow rhythmic undulation of his hips up into her face.
"Tighten your lips, sweetheart, and suck harder," he hissed from above her head, his
voice coarse and thick from lust.
Following his instructions, Alice felt at the same time the excitement growing in her
own body from the mean debasing thought of her mouth being used this way by her
father as he had used her cunt once before. She sucked demon-like, swishing her
tongue wetly with as vengeance around and around the throbbing cock-head that was
fucking in and out of her widely stretched lips. She sucked to end it, her head bobbing
like a cork in stormy seas over his pumping loins. The masochistic joy of being used,
used like a cheap whore, permeated her body as tingling permissive mewling sounds
came from her lips locked tightly around his fucking rod of lusty flesh. He was going to
pump his lewd white sperm into her mouth until it ran from the edges of her lips in
sticky trails of blissful sensation that could be matched by nothing else in the world!
At the same time, on the other end of the couch, Zelda was still sliding wildly up and
down Bob's rock-hard cock. He had been vaguely aware that Thor and the beautiful
young brown-haired girl that he had admired earlier were beginning to make love next
to them. Despite his own involvement with his sister, he had stolen a glance over his
shoulder as the beautiful girl began to undress. God, she was really good looking, he
thought, as her tanned and ivory body slowly emerged from her clothing. Then his
attention was drawn back to Zelda as she began to move more and more wildly over
him.
As his sister labored heavily to finish it, Bob could see the end coming for both of them.
He heard her groan loudly just as he felt his own explosion deep within the tight wet
confines of her cunt shooting its fiery liquid deep up inside her. Both of their bodies
quivered for a moment, emptying themselves against each other, and then she collapsed
on him with a sigh of relief.
After catching her breath, Zelda slowly crawled from her young brother's satiated body,
his deflated cock slipping wetly from her cum-filled cunt with a soft sucking noise. Bob
then turned toward the other couple and tried to focus his eyes to see more clearly, but
he couldn't. The marvelous punch and the final wild race for fulfillment with Zelda had
dulled his senses. At the moment, the two on the other end of the white couch were
just a softly moving blur.
Finally he could see that the beautiful girl was hunched on all fours between Thor's
hairy legs. Her face was poised just above his huge, swollen prick. He heard his
brother-in-law ask her to suck him and could see that he was half-mad with lust. The
girl started to lean forward, her gorgeous brown hair spilling down over the agent's
heaving belly, then at the last moment she hesitated, as if she were not sure she really
wanted to do this. Bob was excited! She was a novice, much like himself. If she had
never sucked cock before, he knew of something else she probably hadn't done either.
The young man was anxious to make up for lost time. What fun it would be to take
another slow beginner along with him!
He watched with anticipation as Thor reached up and tangled his hands in her hair,
pulling her mouth down hard onto his cock. Bob stared with amazement as the huge
flesh prick with its bloated red head disappeared up into the girl's reluctant mouth. It
looked for a moment as if her lips would split from the pressure, it was so big. But in it
went, and in another moment, the girl was furiously sucking and mewling over Thor.
The young bachelor watched almost in a trance, hypnotized by the lewd sight of a
lovely woman performing this debasing act right in front of his eyes. Her taut full tits
were dancing under her body as she was buffeted back and forth by Thor's wild lunges
into her face, his cock sinking obscenely out of sight into her slavering mouth just
underneath the contrasting material of her little purple mask. He could feel his own
depleted cock jerking back to life from the excitement of watching this strangely
exciting scene as well as thought of what he wanted to do next.
It was all over for Harris, Bob saw. The man's insanely tormented prick seemed to
inflate to enormous size as a rapturous scalding jet of semen erupted deep in his balls
and rushed forcefully along the palpitating shaft of his wildly jerking organ to spurt
finally from the huge lust-bloated head far back into the brown-haired girl's soft young
throat.
"Aaaaarrrrrrhhhhhhggggggggg!" Bob could hear the tortured man shout again and
again as orgiastic surges of energy shot through his bucking, flailing body.
Desperately his clutching hands gripped the brown head tightly, and he cruelly fucked
his erupting cock far back into her eagerly clasping throat. Bob heard her gasp out a
muffled groan as the first hot onrush of the spewing liquid flooded into her mouth,
filling it, expanding her cheeks until they were swollen with hot sperm. Bob watched in
fascination as she swallowed greedily, choking and sucking on the searing male fluid,
seemingly anxious not to lose a single drop. She continued to milk the ejaculating
organ with lewd abandon, completely lost in her rapture.


Chapter 6

As soon as it was over for them, Bob found himself on his feet, moving toward the
sprawled, just finished couple with deep excitement. He knew that at these parties, once
a man was satisfied, another man was free to take over and that's what he intended to
do before she could regain her equilibrium! She was sprawled on the couch in exactly
the position he wanted, her ass waving almost in the air. He moved fast.
Almost before Thor could move out of the way, Bob had lifted her ass up higher so that
she was in kneeling position. The girl swayed there obscenely below him, not even
realizing what was happening, her rounded white ass thrust back toward him. He stood
above her, between her ankles, his monstrous cock, once again lust-hard and swollen,
standing out in front of him, the thin blue veins pulsing in its anger-bloated head.
"W... what's happening?" she finally asked, still dazed.
"A brand new experience," he told her. "Want one with me?"
With relief, Alice recognized Bob's voice. Oh, at last, she exulted to herself. "Y... yes!"
she said enthusiastically.
Hearing definite anticipation in her voice, he stooped and, grabbing both her ankles, he
pressured them out slowly, pulling her legs apart.
"My God, what are you doing?" she asked then in a whimper as a cool rush of night air
brushed between her thighs. She tried to rise but he pushed his hand down into the
small of her back, pressing her flat against the couch again. She struggled for a moment
and then lay still, her body shaking from her strange position before the unknown!
Bob dropped to his knees between her open legs, running his hands over the long firm
muscles of her claves and up the inside of her thighs to the moistened interior of her
legs. The sperm-smeared cleft between them was deep and inviting. Bob stared down at
the beautiful skin and then slowly drew apart the soft white mounds of her asscheeks.
Alice groaned and tried to tense them together again, but he dug his fingers hard into
the soft flesh, and she was forced to relax enough to let him spread them apart as he
wished.
Zelda Harris moved nearer to watch. Bob was certainly a changed man, and she hoped
Thor wouldn't stop him. A woman had to get it sooner or later, and it was good to see
her brother charge in like this! Thor had no intentions of interfering with another
man's fuck. No, sir! They both listened to Bob suck in his breath as the tiny ring of soft
tender anal flesh came into view. He pushed one hand down and thrust experimentally
at the interfolded ring with his middle finger. Alice jumped and cried out as she felt the
unnatural contact with the tight rubbery opening and she lurched forward to try to
escape the lewd intrusion she was guessing was about to come.
"You'll love it," Zelda suddenly boomed out. "Not at first, maybe, but you just wait!"
It was clear that they were not going to help her, and elated, Bob thrust forward again,
sinking his middle finger to the first knuckle up into her futilely resisting asshole.
"Aaaaauuuugggghhhh, God!" she gasped piteously and clenched her asscheeks together
as tightly as she could, trapping her lewd lover's hand between the hardened cheeks.
"Open it," he ordered loudly, pushing down with all his strength and popping his
finger through the desperate but useless resistance past the second knuckle. She
groaned aloud and relaxed in piteous submission, her ass limp to be used as he wished.
I'll love it, she repeated to herself over and over, unable yet to believe Zelda's words 
and yet trying to do so.
As Bob scoured his finger into her abused asshole, widening it and preparing it for the
greater assault to come, Zelda could see his other hand stroking and readying his thick
veined cock for the grand experiment. She doubted that he had ever done it before, and
she was happy as she saw his crude methods, that he had not chosen her to
"experiment" on! He was pulling back the thick foreskin of his hardened cock, exposing
the huge round bulbous head. It looked especially monstrous, considering where he
intended to put it! He then aimed it directly at the tiny puckered hole, now stretched
wide from the rummaging of his middle finger.
Again he opened her asscheeks wide with his thumbs, withdrawing his finger and
leaning forward to drop spittle from his lips to moisten and lubricate his entry. Then he
leaned forward, pressing the whole of his body into her back. The thick full length of
his cock lay jammed into the crack of her ass, the tip resting against the tiny throbbing
hole, wet from his saliva. Levering himself up on his elbows, he pushed slightly with his
hips for a moment, directing his rock-hard prick straight into the tightly clenched
nether hole!
Zelda had been holding her breath for what seemed an eternity as she watched him
make his preparation. She knew he had not recovered from the punch sufficiently to
really know what the hell he was doing except that he was doing it. She groaned, half in
pity for Alice and half in lust as she saw the unrelenting rod pop through the tight
restricting ring of rubbery flesh and saw Alice pitch forward on her belly in shock. She
watched with open mouth as she saw the tiny stretching asshole slipping over and
clasping the tip of Bob's cock like a tight rubber band. He grinned above the girl as
though he were giving her the greatest pleasure in the world and thrust his hips down
hard, sinking his bloated rod of lust-hardened male flesh halfway to the hilt.
"Aaaaaaagggggghhhhhh! God! No!" Alice screamed in pain, the cry muffled by her fear
that it would bring someone else running and she would be even further embarrassed
than she already was! But she flailed her legs out on either side of him, struggling
hopelessly to resist the cruel impalement.
Her pretty white ass jerked and twisted beneath him, trying to throw him off, but her
desperate struggles only worsened her obscene position. With each frantic buck of her
body his cock skewered into her tightly resisting asshole another cruel and painful inch,
until finally, as she gasped out the last of her strength, Bob's lewdly thick cudgel slipped
unimpeded into the warm rubbery depths of her rectum to the hilt! She jerked
spasmodically for a moment and then lay still to ease the pain of the cruel and complete
occupation of her rectum. It was useless to resist further as each throb of her skewered
body only served to widen and stretch the tiny hole to greater and more painful
dimensions.
"Oooooohhhh, what a tight little asshole," Bob hissed through clenched teeth above
her. He was having second thoughts about what he had tried. It was only something he
had heard about! In spite of his desire to begin fucking into her asshole immediately, he
reached down, grasping her soft flaring hips in his hands and pulled her back up to her
knees, bending her body almost double before him. With determination, he ground his
teeth together and took several long smooth strokes up between her asscheeks, bringing
further groans of pain and humiliation to her tortured Ups each time he fucked
forward.
Meanwhile, Thor had moved so he was standing right next to the obscenely coupled
pair. He was clearly going out of his mind. His own cock had begun to swell as he
watched the lewdly exciting spectacle in front of him. Putting down the glass of punch,
he bent down and began to run his hands wildly over Alice's tits and back, pinching
and pulling at the soft flesh until he could stand it no longer.
Then he demanded of the preoccupied Bob, "Turn her over!" Barely hearing his pleas,
Bob turned his head toward the agent as he continued fucking into the girl's
shuddering body. It was a moment before he understood what his brother-in-law
wanted.
Then he locked his hands tightly to Alice's hips and rolled over to the side, pulling her
backwards on top of him. His huge throbbing prick was still embedded deep inside her
asshole as she lay full length on her back tight against his stomach and chest. Her legs
splayed out limply on the outside of his legs, a low pleading mewl coming from her wet
tortured lips.
Thor lost no time. He leaped over between her widespread legs, straddling Bob's knees
and pushed her milk-white and tanned thighs farther apart. He grasped his hard aching
cock in his hands and guided it without a moment's delay deep into the moist open
cavern of her pussy.
"Ooooohhhh," the helpless girl groaned as it slithered deep inside her belly, joining
Bob's lust-bloated cock already buried there in her rectum. She lay moaning and
sobbing from the pain, sandwiched between the two of them, doubly impaled on their
cocks like an insect on a display board, with only the thin wall of flesh between her
asshole and cunt separating the two vicious instruments of torture.
Thor, already in a half-alcoholic and half lust-crazed daze from watching Bob's rape of
her asshole began to fuck furiously into her hot moist pussy while Bob fucked up
beneath with long hard strokes into the depths of her rectum. It took a moment, but
they finally achieved a natural rhythm, buffeting her between them like a sack of soft
resilient foam rubber. Alice was uttering a single low whine which went on and on all
the time they ground into her, interrupted occasionally by a deep grunt from her chest
as they smacked into her body with harder and harder force.
Paradoxically, she actually felt safer when her father joined in even though the two
thick cudgels skewered into her widely spread loins like twin battering rams, the moist
long cocks, wet their full lengths from the defenseless teenager's cuntal secretions, now
sliding easily in and out of her. The hair-fringed pink edges of her cunt drew back with
Thor's cock on the outstroke and then disappeared back inside as he fucked it home
again deep in her quivering belly. The same was true with the tight clasping hole of her
widely stretched asshole as Bob screwed into it with a demonic fury. On and on it went
as a bigger and bigger circle grew around the plunging trio, excited by the obscene
spectacle of the two men ravishing the helpless young girl between them at the same
time.
Then something absolutely impossible happened! Alice's low whining moans of pain
began to change, imperceptibly at first, and then there was no doubt. It had become a
low whimper of lustful pleading. She was beginning to enjoy it!
Perhaps this strange masochistic joy came from the very helplessness of her position or
from the lewd obscene thought of being fucked half to death by two men at once like
this and one of them her own father. But whatever it was, she felt it, and her hips
began to move backwards to meet the upthrust of her father's brother-in-law cramming
his into her rectum and then forward again to swallow the whole of her father's fucking
cock into her suddenly heated pussy. Her entire body undulated between the two men,
and her ass moved in tiny abandoned circles.
"Oooooohhhhh! Ooooohhhh! Aaaaaahhhh!" she chanted on and on in time to their
crushing fucks against her cunt and rectum. Wilder and wilder they became, punishing
her between them like a puppet. All three of their coarse groans intermingled in a lewd
symphony of mad sexual abandonment. Then she screamed, "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhgg!"
Then she seemed to be bursting. "Aaaaaauuuuuhhhggg! Oh God, keep on! Keep on!
I'm cummmming! I'mmmm ccccuuummmiiinnnggg!!!"
Out of her mind with desire now, the helpless young girl began sobbing out her orgasm
that seemed to go on and on until it seemed that it would never stop. The two men,
sensing their total conquest of her body and mind, both fucked forward and at the same
time embedded their suddenly wildly ejaculating cocks deep up into her pussy and
rectum and pumped their sperm far, far up into her heaving belly. They collapsed in a
spent and satiated heap for a moment. Thor rolled from the top of her body. His prick
was still hard in spite of his orgasm and slipped from her widely stretched cunt with a
wet sucking noise that could be heard all around the pool. Alice lay flat on her back on
top of Bob. His cock was still embedded deep in her asshole, and she looked as though
she were in a giddy daze but finally her smile faded, and a tiny tear crept out of her eye
and rolled down the soft purple mask.
"Oh, Daddy," she cried. "What am I going to do all winter!"
Thor leaned over her, picking her up bodily off Bob's exhausted, deflated prick and
cradled her in his strong arms.
"Don't you worry one little bit, baby," he told her. "Your old daddy will fix you up just
fine!
Alice had no idea what he meant or what he thought he could possible do, but the next
day, when he and Zelda took her to the train, there was a man waiting there with a
special cage. Thor excused himself for a minute and went over to the man, took out his
wallet to give him something, and then brought the cage back to Alice.
"I told you I'd fix you up," he told the surprised girl.
"For... for me?" she asked, wondering now her mother would take her having a dog!
"For you, honey," he said, "and if your mother objects, you just tell her I'm sending her
more money to pay for the dog food!"
Well a dog to play with was certainly better than being so alone, and after all, what else
could he do? She knew how to take care of her sexual needs with her own fingers, and
the dog would be marvelous company.
"Oh, Daddy," she sobbed on his big shoulder. "I always wanted a dog or... or
something!"
Well, her mother wasn't crazy about having a dog in the house, but there was nothing
she could do about Alice's enthusiastic promises to keep it clean and keep the house
clean and feed it and walk it if only she could keep it! It was obviously a shepherd, and
in no time at all, it was a very large shepherd and absolutely devoted to his young
mistress, who fed him and brushed him, and let him sleep on the throw rug beside her
bed. It felt so good to Alice to have someone to talk to even if he couldn't understand.
Her mother had suggested the name, Rover, and although Alice thought the name
terribly unimaginative, she decided to let her mother name him. Maybe the older
woman would feel better about keeping him if she did!
Alice delighted in watching Rover grow into a kind of awkward adolescence. He was so
lovable that way, but he was also very big and powerful now and she had to be strict
about making him mind because if he pushed against anything, it went flying! But he
was good. She could tell that it pleased him to please her and the sincerity of his
emotions often moved her to tears, and at such times she thought with nostalgia of the
vacation at her father's house.
Mostly she thought of it as she was going to bed and began slowly to undress, aware of
just how sensuous an act that could be now, since her awakening. She slipped her dress
upwards, exposing her young sleek calves and then the well-rounded thighs. The dress
snaked its way almost lewdly up over her head and her beautiful torso emerged. With a
flick of her fingers, her white cotton brassiere fell, and the full beauty of her ripely
swelling tits swung into freedom. They stood high and proud in the light, their turgid
nipples standing out like chocolate drops on the luscious white mounds, and then they
peaked higher as she raised her arms high over her head, pulling up her long brown
hair, then releasing it to cascade softly down over her alluring shoulders.
She was almost naked now, in just her sandals and the little cotton panties her mother
insisted she wear. She turned and bent over slowly, then drew the panties slowly down
over the gently curved hips and asscheeks, brushing them sensuously against her
smooth thighs and calves, discarding them at her feet by the dress. She kicked off the
sandals, and then all her delicious nakedness was exposed!
She stretched up languorously in the same ritual every night and with the same need.
Oh God, she needed a man. She needed the way a man could release her... or men for
that matter! She was thinking of the crazy double-fuck she had been submitted to and
smiled with nostalgia. God, what a beautiful memory! But all she had for the winter
were her own fingers, and the same thing was happening that happened before. After
she had finger-fucked herself for awhile, she no longer found it palatable. It wasn't that
she had any left-over inhibitions about such things. It was just that her own fingers
could never be as satisfying as actually making love. Maybe she ought to try to do
without it. Some people did! Like her mother!
So fighting with herself one night, she lay back on the bed. Yet, almost as if it were
acting under its own power, one of her hands strayed to her tits and began tweaking
the soft nipples into madly throbbing hardness. She groaned involuntarily and her legs
scissored open, exposing the thin slit of her cunt, nestled teasingly in the soft hair
between her thighs. Against her will, her body began to work itself into a burning lust.
Her nakedly exposed ass twisted against the mattress as though she were trying to bury
herself in it. Sheer wanton desire reflected in her eyes.
Alice was writhing lasciviously now, as if being attacked by some unseen lover. Her
hands were running over her body as though out of control. Her fingertips danced over
the flat ivory belly and came to rest together at the vee of her soft curl-covered pussy
mound. She groaned at the sudden contact of her own hands with the moist slit
between her thighs and pulled her knees up, her toes curled down into the mattress.
It was then that for the first time, Rover jumped on to the bed, disturbed by the frantic
actions of his young mistress. He whined in alarm over her quivering body, his nose
thrusting into her naked belly.
"Go away, Rover!" she laughed. What are you doing up here?"
Rover had never really been aware of her doing this before. But now he could smell the
pungent, musky odor that was emanating from her thoroughly aroused cunt, and a
spasm of excitement shook his great hairy body as if he had smelled a bitch in heat. He
lowered his head to his mistress's soft moist pussy flesh and began to sniff, his tail
wagging and trembling.
As his cold nose suddenly made contact with her tiny puckered asshole, Alice jerked.
She was on the verge of trying to push the excited animal off the bed when his tongue
snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice of her ass, the tip burrowing
slightly into the outer fleshy anal ring. An excited shudder passed through the young
girl's naked body, and she was unable to muster a single coherent thought for a
moment as a lightning bolt of delicious sensation rippled over her helpless flesh.
Automatically trying to squirm away, she was caught when the huge dog began to
greedily lap at the narrow pink slit up between her open thighs. He ran his red tongue
wetly the full length of it, from the tightly closed little ring of her anus, up over the
fluted pink edges of her cunt and up to the tiny sensation-filled bud atop her pubic
mound. His great tongue wetly spread through the soft hair-covered swelling like a
knife through hot butter. It flicked relentlessly between the girl's widely spread legs,
stopping sporadically to curl its way deep inside her convulsing cunt. She jerked
spasmodically as she squirmed under the shepherd, eagerly lapping and sniffing at her
vulnerable loins.
Soft mewls of involuntary pleasure were coming from her lips, pleasure she was not at
all sure she should have, but that thick slithering tongue licking at her was driving her
insane, forcing her to enjoy the forbidden sensations that she knew she should
completely reject. Raising her hands, she held them high in indecision for a moment
above her squirming body, then dropping them to grasp the beloved dog's ears.
As the young dog lifted his head from her warmly streaming cunt to nose her over on
her stomach in servile surrender, Alice groaned again. Her resistance was gone under
the maddening tongue which had so mercilessly lapped her pussy. She was enslaved by
the huge young beast panting over her, her quivering body spread-eagled, face down
now on the bed. The huge head lowered again, the thick tongue slithering into the
exposed crack between the moaning girl's asscheeks. Lasciviously, she twisted her hips
back toward the slavering shepherd behind her, spreading the ivory-white cheeks of her
ass to give the dog full access to her tiny brown anus. She was past all shame, all caring,
desiring onto have her need fulfilled. His long animal tongue lashed wetly at her for
another long moment, and then Rover stopped and began nuzzling under the lustparalyzed 
girl's crotch, pushing his huge head between her pelvis and the mattress and
finally raising her loins into a lewd uptilted position.
What he wanted was plain, and the girl obediently knelt, elevating her spread ass,
bending before the huge animal in abject surrender. The relentless red tongue had
lashed her to servile defeat... crushed her resistance with its vigorous and unremitting
attack on her most sensitive flesh. Besides, Alice was beginning to have new ideas
concerning the reason her father had given her a dog, a male dog, after all!
The beautiful teenager was now on all fours on her bed, and the giant dog mounted the
spread rounds of her ass, paws clutching at her back. His glistening scarlet prick
extended from its huge sheath, dripping, the tapered point slipping and dancing in her
hot wet crack as the animal trembled and tried to bury the sharp point and thick shaft
deep inside her body.
Sobbing now with ardent desire, Alice looked back, shifting her ass to try to capture the
lengthening lusty dog-shaft. Like a bitch in heat she strove to sheath the long scarlet
organ in her voracious young cuntal hole. But the sharp tip missed, slipped up to find
Alice's momentarily relaxed asshole, and attempted to enter her there. With a cry of
surprise, the girl tensed, evading the bending, up-sliding rod in fright, but the dog
returned immediately to the attack, having tasted a measure of success. The dog was
thrusting mindlessly, blindly now, the thin point of his prick sliding unsuccessfully
beneath, into the soft hair-nested cuntal crack, rubbing against her lust-swollen clitoris.
The hot scarlet of his cock contrasted startlingly with the fever-pink of the brown
haired girl's lust-inflamed cunt, spreading the lips wider as his still unhoused shaft
rubbed between her legs.
Rover was bucking madly behind his moaning mistress, trying to skewer her on the
still-lengthening taper of his huge dripping prick. Out of control, he growled in
frustration as his mistress in desperation reached back and grabbed the slippery animal
organ and guided the point of it up into the hungering slit of her cunt, spreading it
apart wider and wider with each forward fuck. Finally he jerked forward and buried the
huge cudgel deep inside the squirming girl's pinkly grasping cunt. It slithered forward
with a lewd wet rush until it was sunk to the hilt, his hairy balls swinging below her
passion-damp pubic hair. A moan of relief came from Alice's contorted lips as she
began to move rhythmically backwards to meet the thrust of the panting dog. As his
forelegs trapped her waist, she began to undulate her body and move her ass in lewd
circles, abandoning herself to the delicious animal fucking she was receiving from
behind. Her face was contorted in rapture from the vicious fucking the huge dog was
giving her. Her full taut tits danced tightly beneath her writhing torso, moving in time
to the shepherd's skewering cock as it fucked deeply into her from behind, a long hot
poker of glistening flesh burying itself relentlessly in her welcoming belly.
Swaying obscenely before the unching body of her beloved pet, Alice was completely
out of her mind with lust now and shouting lewd encouragement to the dumb beast
through clenched teeth. She was begging him to fuck her harder and faster and to spew
his cum far up into her devouring cunt. In her madness she wanted to be filled with
the-animal semen that would soon be bursting out of him. She was no longer human
herself. She was a sweating mass of lust-deranged flesh that begged to be subjugated.
She was reveling in humiliation at being screwed by this panting beast and ground her
ass back against his hairy jerking body like another animal. Her body was glistening as
tiny droplets ran slowly down the backs of her thighs onto the bed. Crazy random
pictures flashed through her mind of her father and Zelda grinning at her, and her own
face contorted into a return grin!
Finally a loud cry issued from Alice's young throat as she writhed under the hairy
bucking body of her gift from that other world. She was twisting her head wildly from
side to side, her brown hair flailing on the mattress. She was in the beginning throes of
a violent orgasm and screwed her ass back greedily against the shepherd like a shedemon 
gone insane. The giant animal's tongue hung red and wet from his mouth as he
fucked into her waving ass from behind. Saliva dripped from it, mingling with the sweat
on her back.
Suddenly she screamed and rammed back fiercely against the dog just as he jerked
forward and his cock began spitting its sperm in hard thin spurts deep into her clasping
cunt. Alice's whitely rounded ass began contracting uncontrollably, signaling her own
orgiastic upheaval deep in her quivering belly. Thick trails of the slippery cum ran
down the ivory columns of her thighs. Her ass glistened, displaying soaked pubic hair
and pink flesh as she pitched forward on her face on the bed, the rapidly deflating
animal cock slipping from her mauled cuntal hole with a sucking noise that echoed
lewdly through the room.
Rover stood above her, wagging his tail in obvious appreciation and perhaps the desire
to play that game again! In a last act of obscene depravity, he dropped his huge furry
head to her widely spread loins and licked at the white sticky liquid oozing from her
still quivering cunt. He gulped at it hungrily until at last there was no more, and then
he lay down contentedly between his mistress's open legs, his giant head nuzzled gently
into the soft vee of her ravished pelvis.
Alice paid no attention at all to this last indignity or the fact that her huge pet was up
on the bed instead of down on the rug where he belonged. Her mind was far away into
the past or the future, it didn't matter which. She was kissing her daddy and Zelda in
gratitude for the wonderful life they had opened for her... and she wasn't kissing them
her thank-yous on the lips, either!


THE END
