FAMILY DOG
By Frank Harper


Foreword

Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social
ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of
alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of
course, almost inevitably there is the advent of wife-swapping. All in the spirit of good
clean fun... But where does the fun stop and degradation begin? When one excess leads
to another and another – to what? When the children set as the pattern of their own
life style what is already the norm at home?
This is the story of one family in one neighborhood in one city, Anyway, U.S.A. The
Thompsons, Joe and Marcia, their children, Ray and Nancy. And some of the family
friends. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No
regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and
triumphs. Pleasure and its unforeseen accidents and moments of heroism.
The norm... For the Thompsons, yes. And how many other families like them?
A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious
thought.
-The Publisher


Chapter 1

It was shortly after eight o'clock in the evening when Ray Thompson arrived home
from his summer job as a soda jerk at a nearby drugstore. He liked his new job because
he enjoyed meeting the public, but he was also excited about the possibility of fucking
the sexy-looking older girl working the same hours behind the counter.
Most thoughts of the drugstore and the very attractive female soda jerk slipped from
Ray's mind when he entered the living room. His lovely sister was sitting on a couch
watching television. Nancy was a blonde, she had a very pretty face, and at sixteen she
already had a beautifully stacked body.
Nancy was wearing a thin robe and nothing else. The flimsy garment was parted in
front, exposing a goodly portion of her full, firmly rounded titties and part of her short
and curly blonde pussy hairs. The exciting sight made Ray's cock start lifting into a
hard-on despite the fact that he and Nancy had enjoyed a blissful fuck session shortly
before he'd left for work.
Ray and his hot-ass younger sister had been balling for about four years. Almost two
years ago they had been caught in the act by their beautiful mother.
He and Nancy had really been fucking up a storm when their lovely mother had arrived
home unexpectedly and just as unexpectedly gone upstairs. If she had arrived a few
minutes earlier she would have observed them going to town with each other while
locked together in a passionate sixty-nine.
But they had pulled away from each other and he had eased his stiff, saliva-coated cock
into her juicy cunt just after he had lapped her through a shuddering orgasm and just
before she could make his pulsing prick explode with her greedily sucking mouth. He
had been on top pounding away at her twitching cunt, rapidly approaching the point of
no return, when he had glanced toward the doorway and found himself staring into his
beautiful mother's blazing eyes.
He had been braced on his hands and arms while pronging his sister's snapping snatch,
just about to lower his chest down on her jutting, hard-nippled boobs. A quick glance at
her passion-contorted features had told him that her eyes were tightly closed. Not
knowing what to say, his mother had solved the problem for him by turning and
fleeing.
"Hi, Ray! Are you going to just stand there and stare? Or are you going to throw
yourself on me like some kind of wild sex maniac? I hope, I hope!"
Ray, realizing that he had been standing there staring at his sister's almost total
nakedness for all of two or three minutes, grinned and met her gleaming blue eyes.
"I've been working, you know. I could be a little too tired for sex, I mean. Mom and
Dad aren't home?"
"They went to a movie," Nancy said. "I told them that I wanted to watch a program on
the tube, but I mostly wanted to have a little talk with you. Turn the set off, will you?
It's just a damn re-run."
Ray did as Nancy asked, then perched his butt on the wide arm of an easy chair across
the way from her and the couch. His cock wasn't totally hard, but it was stiff enough to
make a big bulge in the front of his slacks.
"What did you want to talk about, Nancy?"
"A couple of things," Nancy said, lifting her eyes from Ray's crotch. "Have you made it
with another girl? Girls?"
"You know that Mom and Dad don't want us to have sex outside the family," Ray said
evasively.
"What kind of an answer is that?"
"I think I'll ask a question of my own," Ray said, grinning. "Have you let some guy
fuck you? Guys?"
"No, and from the way you're talking, I assume that you've fucked outside the family."
"Just twice," Ray said, slipping to his feet. "I made it with two different girls, but
neither one could turn on like you."
"What do you think the folks would say if they found out?"
"I'm not all that worried," Ray said, meaning it. "Hell, I'm not going to keep on leaving
my pecker tucked away while I'm on a date. The girls could start thinking I'm queer or
that I'm satisfied with jacking off. You aren't jealous, are you?"
"No, and I've been thinking about asking for permission to make it with other guys.
Would you be jealous, Ray?"
"I don't think so. Maybe we should have a talk s with Mom and Dad. They should
understand and I'll do all the talking if you like."
"I like," Nancy said. "It's just that I promised not to sex it up with my dates and I like
to keep my word."
"So do I," Ray said. "What else did you want to talk about? You did say that you
wanted to talk about a couple of things."
Nancy lifted from the couch enough to remove the thin robe and toss it aside. She
settled her ass back down on the couch, parted her long legs, then said she was horny
and would rather wait and talk more later.
Ray was more than ready to delay the talking. He moved forward and dropped to his
knees between Nancy's eagerly parted legs. The heady aroma drifting up from his
sister's blonde crotch made his cock start straining against his shorts and slacks.
Nancy's cuntlips were slightly parted and already moist. Ray took the time to lick his
sister's warm and smooth inner thighs, each in turn, and then went to her tasty twat
when she hunched forward. The pussy hairs were already parted. He kissed her warm
pink split, then slithered his tongue deep into her hot, clinging hole. Nancy let out a
little gasp and began squirming her ass when he started swabbing the walls of her cunt
with the flat of his tongue.
Ray had been gripping Nancy's rounded hips. He slipped his hands on around and
under, clasping each firm and smooth ass-cheek while burrowing his face deeper and
jabbing his tongue as deep as possible up his sister's cunt. Nancy's sleek thighs clamped
tightly against his cheeks and her fingers entangled in his dark, rather long hair.
He moved until his tongue made contact with her clit. He began lapping that stiffened
passion-button, dimly hearing the little moans drifting down from above. Nancy's
fingers dug into his bobbing scalp and he managed to get his lips in on the intimate
oral act. It seemed that he could actually feel the slippery bump of flesh vibrating
against his lips and teeth. As always when muff-diving, he thrilled to a strange sense of
power, his hard cock seeming to throb in harmony with the clitoris he was go greedily
lapping and sucking.
Nancy moaned loudly when she spasmed, tensing and clamping her warm thighs even
more tightly against Ray's flushed cheeks, then cunt juice. He kept on sucking and
lapping her puffy gash until she sagged limply and removed her fingers from his
bobbing head.
"That was great," Nancy said. "I think you get better at cunt-lapping all the time, Ray."
Slipping his hands from under Nancy's moist butt, Ray lifted his head, licked his wet
lips, and met his sister's passion-filmed blue eyes. "There's an old saying about practice
making perfect, baby. Besides, your sweet snatch would make anybody do his best. Do
you want me to slip the meat to you now?"
"You know better than that," Nancy said, smiling. "I'm dying to suck your cock, and if
you think you can make it twice, I want to suck you all the way off."
Ray got to his feet without saying anything. He liked to have his cock sucked until the
jism spurted, but he had learned that it was wise to pace himself. There could be more
sex later that night, and he tried to limit his ejaculations to three or four during any
twenty-four-hour period. Maybe it would be better to let Nancy blow him for a few
minutes, fuck her to and through a climax, and then let her finish him off with her
mouth.
"All the way, Ray?"
"We'll see," Ray said, looking down at Nancy's blonde head. She had made his slacks
and shorts drop and bunch around his ankles while he had taken off his shirt. She was
slowly stroking his poking prick with one hand while fondling his balls with the other.
"There might be some more action later tonight, you know."
"I hope so," Nancy said, her breath warm against Ray's swollen cockhead, her fingers
moving a little faster on his stiff shaft. A bead of pre-cum oozed out of the slit and she
scooped it up with her tongue, then smacked her lips. "Tell me if you decide not to
shoot off in my mouth."
Ray failed to suppress a little gasp as Nancy opened her mouth wide and engulfed his
blood-engorged knob. He began stroking her silky-soft hair as she twirled her tongue
around and around and began a gentle suction. His lovely sister was an expert at the art
of cocksucking. She enjoyed going down on a man very much, he knew, and she could
give just as good a blow job as their beautiful sexy mother.
Marcia, as they both sometimes addressed their lovely mother, was also a very oral
person. Just the fact that he could have sex with Marcia was still very exciting to Ray.
He knew that many guys had secret dreams and fantasies about fucking their mothers,
and he was very happy that his dreams and fantasies had turned into reality.
After being caught in the act by their mother, and despite being fearful of the
consequences, he had managed to retain his hard-on. In fact, knowing that he had been
observed fucking his sister had somehow made him even hornier. He had really poured
the meat to Nancy fast and furiously, quickly shooting off a load of jism in her clasping
cunt while dimly wondering how he was going to handle the situation.
Strangely enough, he hadn't been all that worried about facing his mother. He had
sensed that she hadn't been angry or disgusted because of what she had seen. There had
been a great deal of worry where their father was concerned, though. He knew that Joe
was a very horny man, since he had often heard exciting sounds coming from the
master bedroom, but he had been afraid his father would take a dim view where any
kind of incest was involved.
Ray groaned and made a little hunching movement as Nancy began taking more of his
hard, throbbing cock into her hot, sucking mouth. He had never had any guilty feelings
about incest. Nor had his sister. It had all seemed so natural, somehow, and what better
way to show love and affection?
There wasn't any romantic love, of course – whatever that was – but it seemed so
basically good and right to give and receive sexual pleasure with Nancy, then later with
their gorgeous mother. The entire family had so quickly adjusted to the situation that
he doubted it was really all that unique, and he had always been thankful for that
blissful fact.
He hadn't told Nancy about being observed by their mother. Not right away, at least.
After they had enjoyed a thrilling simultaneous climax, and after Nancy had gone to the
bathroom, he had cleaned his limp cock on a towel, then quickly dressed. He had been
anxious to face Marcia and get any possible fireworks over and done with. He had also
wanted to ask her not to tell Joe.
It had happened in the afternoon and his father hadn't been home. He had gone
downstairs in search of his mother, looking all over, finally deciding that she had gone
to the master bedroom. The door had been closed, but he had heard faint sounds and
he hadn't been surprised by what he had seen after pushing the door inward.
Marcia had been on the bed, on her back and naked, her eyes closed, her hands
massaging her big tits. Her lovely ass had been slowly squirming against the mattress,
making the bed sway, and his cock had immediately started to lift into a hard-on. He
had slowly moved into and across the room, his feet making no sound on the soft, thick
carpet. Staring, almost holding his breath, his legs weak, he had stopped near the foot
of the bed.
He'd had a perfect view. His beautiful mother's long, shapely legs had been widely
parted and he'd gotten a choking sensation in his throat while gazing greedily at her
glistening pink gash. He'd wanted to dive head-first and jam his tongue into her fur
lined pussy just about as much as he had wanted to bury his straining prick in the cunt
he knew would be steaming hot.
His mother had dark hair and eyes, like him, while his father's hair was almost the
same shade as Nancy's. Joe also had blue eyes, like Nancy, and Joe's skin was very
white, like his, while Marcia and Nancy were both darker, a kind of mouth-watering
golden color.
After a couple of minutes Marcia had removed one hand from a taut-tipped boob and
slipped it down along her slowly squirming body. Ray, filled with an almost all
consuming desire, hadn't known what to do. He had felt that he should let her know he
was there, as he doubted that she would appreciate the fact he was watching her
masturbate, but he had been unable to move or say a word.
Fascinated, his own passion soaring higher and higher, Ray had stared as his mother
slowly inserted a finger into her cunt. Watching Marcia finger-fucking herself, knowing
that he wouldn't want anybody to watch him jacking off under such circumstances, Ray
had finally managed to slowly back out of the bedroom. He hadn't been afraid that he
would rape his mother, or do anything without her permission – he had just suddenly
decided that he didn't want her to open her eyes, see him, and be embarrassed.
He had remained in the hall, with the door cracked a few inches, while Marcia had
frigged herself through a spasmodic release. He had pulled the door closed when she
stopped moving, waited about sixty seconds, then, his heart pounding and his hard
cock throbbing, he had pushed the door open and entered again.
His mother, a startled look in her eyes, had sat upright and pulled a sheet over her
nakedness before demanding to know what he wanted. He had forced a smile and
moved close to the bed, very conscious of the fact that her eyes had dropped to the big
bulge in the front of his pants.
He'd told her that he'd thought he should talk to her after she'd witnessed him fucking
Nancy. She'd asked if she hadn't taught him to knock before entering a bedroom. He'd
hesitated, then admitted that he had entered a little earlier and watched her finger
fucking herself. Marcia's face had flushed, and she asked him how long he and his sister
had been screwing.
He'd told the truth, including details of the various sexual acts he and his sister
performed and enjoyed, then had found himself almost begging Marcia not to tell Joe.
His mother, seemingly taking everything in stride, had said that she was a little worried
herself about his father finding out about the incest, then, along with a little laugh, had
added that she wasn't very eager for Joe to find out what Ray had seen her doing.
After he'd said that he certainly wouldn't blab if she didn't, there had been a long
silence while they'd gazed into each other's eyes. He hadn't really been all that
surprised when his mother had suddenly pushed the sheet from her beautiful body.
Memories of the next few pleasure-filled minutes had always been a little hazy in Ray's
mind. He could remember his lovely mother saying that maybe they should seal their
bargain in the best of all possible ways. He couldn't remember saying a word. He had
quickly stripped himself naked, his eyes not leaving Marcia's dark cunt mound, his
goal, and he had fleetingly given thanks for the fact that he'd shot off so recently in
Nancy's tight twat.
He had often thought later that he would've started right out fucking if he hadn't
climaxed so recently. But since he wasn't worried about having a premature ejaculation,
and because he had a driving desire to delve his tongue into Marcia's pussy, he had
done just that.
His stiff cock swaying, he had climbed onto the bed, snuggled in between his mother's
lovely legs, and licked the flat of his tongue up through her moist pink slit. She had
lurched upward and he'd snaked his tongue into her delectable cunt. The delightful
fragrance and the equally delightful taste had really turned him on.
He had licked and lapped and swabbed the folds of quivering pink cunt flesh like an
all-out sex-freak, and that had been partly due to the close relationship with his partner.
His mother had wriggled and thrashed around wildly, having orgasms even before he
got his tongue and lips on her elongated clitoris.
That first time with his lovely, uninhibited mother had really been a wonderful
experience. As were all those that had followed, of course. He had finally gone along
with her somewhat frantic urging and moved into a position to fuck her. She had
grabbed his throbbing tool and guided it to her juicy cunt mouth.
When he had plunged his prick all the way in her snatch, she went wild. Ray had made
a good showing, managing to last .through at least three of his mother's shuddering
spasms before dumping his load in her clasping cunt. At some point she had pulled his
mouth to hers. Because of the passionate kissing and meeting her probing, lashing
tongue with his own, he hadn't even lost his hard-on after shooting off.
He had fucked her for a few more minutes before she had finally told him that she also
enjoyed cocksucking. He had quickly withdrawn from her sopping box and flopped
over on his back. She had followed and had really sucked his cock with gusto.
Since she was an expert at giving head, and because of the thrilling fact that his dear
mother was actually giving him a blow job, it hadn't taken much sucking to make Ray
blast off. His darling mother had pushed his gushing cockhead deep down her throat
and hadn't lost a drop of the fuck cream she liked so much.
There had been a long silence after Marcia had let his limber and drained cock slip
from her cum-stained mouth. Stretched out beside him, she had finally expressed
feelings of shame and guilt. He had comforted her the best he could, as he hadn't had
such feelings, and she had soon become cheerful enough.
Ray found out later that Marcia had been upset mostly because she was worried about
Joe's reaction if he found out. Everything had soon worked out just fine, though, and
had continued to do so-
"I've got to rest for a few minutes, Ray. My jaws are getting tired. What's wrong? You
don't seem to be with me."
Nancy had pulled her sucking mouth and clinging lips from Ray's thrusting cock and
was looking up at him. He looked down at her pretty face, into her blazing blue eyes,
grinned, and said that he guessed he just had one of his long-lasting hard-ons, then
asked if she wanted a special treat.
"I just took a bath," Nancy said happily.
Ray finished undressing while Nancy got down on her back on the thick carpet. Ray
didn't get such a big bang out of tonguing assholes, but Nancy really went wild for it –
as did Marcia – and he liked to give them both as much pleasure as he could. Besides,
he liked the sensation of having his own asshole tongued and Nancy and Marcia both
willingly returned the favor.
Nancy told Ray to start on her titties. Saying that he'd meant to do just that, Ray got
down and straddled his sister's shapely body. He tongued a stiff nipple and caused a
little moan of pleasure to escape from between Nancy's parted lips. He then opened his
mouth wide and engulfed a goodly portion of her firm boob.
He tongued and sucked on that hard-nippled jug for a few seconds, then trailed down
into the valley and up to the other erect nipple. He gave that luscious full tit the same
lavish treatment for an equal amount of time before kissing and licking his way down
lower on Nancy's slowly squirming body.
Darting his tongue around and in his sister's shallow belly button, Ray slipped his
hands up and fondled her boobs and tweaked her hard nipples. He soon tongued lower,
moving his hands down along her sleek sides, skirting on around her curly blonde
pussy hairs. She parted her legs helpfully and he again thrilled to the delectable
fragrance emanating from between her moist cuntlips.
He placed his hands behind her knees and folded her legs back until her rounded
thighs were pressed against her spiked titties, then ran his hands around and over her
smooth and firm butt-cheeks and kissed and licked her lovely ass in ever-smaller circles.
Nancy squirmed excitedly and whispered for him to hurry up. He used his hands to
spread her asscheeks widely apart.
Ray licked up and down the crack, then settled his mouth down over his sister's bung.
He jabbed the tip of his stiffened tongue against the puckered asshole. Nancy's ass
muscles relaxed and he managed to get more than an inch of his tongue into the tight,
hot shit-chute.
He tongue-fucked her asshole in that manner until she blurted out that she couldn't
take any more. Then he shoved his tongue into her juicy cunt and lapped her clitoris
until she had an orgasm. When Nancy had come down off her peak, Ray asked if she
wanted to be corn-holed.
She surprised him by saying that she wanted him to prong her pussy and fuck her all
the way to his climax. She usually wanted to have her bunghole plugged with his prick
after a tongue-reaming, so he asked if there was anything wrong.
"Oh, no," Nancy said, lowering her legs as Ray moved his stiff cock in close to her
oozing gash. "I'm not sore back there or anything like that, I mean. It's just that I want
to try an experiment."
"I don't understand," Ray said, pausing with just his swollen cockhead embedded in
Nancy's hot box while she removed her guiding fingers.
"I'll explain later," Nancy said. "It has to do with the second thing I want to talk to you
about."
Ray was curious, but he didn't ask any more questions. The sensation of having his
cock slowly sinking into his sister's clinging cunt, along with the oral activities since
he'd arrived home, had him horny as hell. He pushed his stiff shaft on in until it was
buried in her snatch to the hilt, making him suddenly eager to empty his sperm-laden
balls.
Nancy wrapped her legs around Ray's waist and her arms around his neck. He lowered
his chest down on her jutting boobs, feeling the spiked tips poking against his firm
flesh. She pulled his mouth to hers and he returned her passionate, tongue-probing
kiss. He placed his hands on her hips and began fucking her with deep and steady
strokes.
Nancy wriggled her ass and answered with counter-thrusts. He broke the feverish,
tongue-lashing kiss, buried his face beside hers, and slipped his hands under and
clasped an ass-cheek with each one. She told him not to hold back because she was
already about to melt and wanted him to shoot his jizz at the same time.
Ray didn't hold back and after about sixty seconds of furious fucking announced that
he was starting his final drive. She matched the faster pace he set, moaning with
pleasure, clamping her legs more tightly around his waist. Ray felt the jism churning,
racing through his pulsing prick; he tensed, and groaned as the waves of ecstasy seemed
to ripple throughout his entire being.
When his cock exploded and flooded his sister's clasping cunt with his hot cream,
Nancy had a series of shuddering spasms. They kept hunching together until his cock
began to go soft. She sighed, removed her legs from around his waist, and he braced on
his hands and arms.
Ray gazed into her passion-glazed eyes and asked if she was ready to settle his curiosity.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a little laugh. He realized that she was
nervous, maybe even a little afraid to tell him what she had on her mind.
"I made it with Killer!" Nancy suddenly blurted.
Ray stared. "You let a dog fuck you?!"


Chapter 2

"I was hoping you'd at least try to understand," Nancy said, averting her eyes. "Are you
angry with me?"
"Just surprised," Ray said. "Shocked might be a better word. How did it happen?" He
chuckled. "Killer didn't rape you, did he?"
"I'm not ashamed of what happened," Nancy said, meeting Ray's eyes. "I guess I was
mostly afraid that you'd make fun of me. Hell, I've heard and read that a lot of females
fuck dogs."
"It isn't exactly news to me," Ray said, spotting a towel under a pillow on the couch. He
managed to reach the towel, withdrew his soft cock from Nancy's jism-filled pussy, then
cleaned his cock and balls after swinging from between Nancy's legs and sitting on the
carpet beside her.
"Maybe we'd better not tell Mom and Dad about me making it with killer, Ray."
"You haven't even told me yet," Ray said, trying to picture their big dog humping
Nancy. Killer was a little over two years old. He was a German shepherd, one of a litter
by a neighbor's bitch, and he had been given to Ray and Nancy shortly after he had
been weaned.
Killer's name was very misleading. Ray had started calling the pup Killer, mostly
because nobody had been able to come up with another name agreeable to everybody,
but the big animal was very gentle. This was due partly to the dog's natural inclination
and partly to the fact that he had always been treated with kindness.
"You know how I've always romped and played with Killer," Nancy said. "And how it's
always been my job to keep him clean and well-groomed. You also know how he
sometimes gets horny around Mom and me."
"I've seen him sniffing around and his cock darting out of its sheath," Ray said. "In fact,
when he was younger he used to clamp his front legs around my leg and hump his ass.
All male dogs are that way at times, I guess, but that doesn't explain how you happened
to let him ball you."
"I guess I felt sorry for him, Ray. Besides the fact that I'm a hot-ass bitch!"
"Don't call yourself derogatory names," Ray said. "You said you weren't ashamed, and
anything you want to do is okay with me."
"You're a very nice guy," Nancy said.
"Sure I am," Ray said, smiling. "Why don't you go ahead and tell me the details? I
promise not to make fun of you and it isn't as if I'm jealous of a dog."
For the next few minutes Nancy talked and Ray listened without interrupting. He did
find himself becoming strangely excited by her description, and before she had finished,
he was eager to see an exhibition.
Nancy hadn't planned to fool around sexually with the German shepherd. She had
noticed many times how his long red cock often came poking out of its hairy sheath,
especially when she was giving him a bath or when she had felt horny herself.
A few days before, while giving him a bath in a tub in the backyard, Killer had gotten
his usual hard-on while she had been soaping his balls and pecker sheath. Filled with
compassion, as well as a wish to see the big dog shoot off, Nancy had impulsively
jacked him off with her soapy hands.
She'd gotten a big bang out of watching his jism spurt and had also gotten hot as hell.
There was a shed in the yard, where the lawnmower was kept along with other
equipment necessary for the upkeep of the house and grounds, and after rinsing the
soapy lather from Killer, she'd taken him into the small building.
Nancy hadn't thought about actually letting the big, friendly dog mount her, and she
hadn't done so right away. There had been curiosity, along with the need developed in
her own body while giving the animal relief and pleasure with her hands, and she'd
wanted to find out just how far Killer would willingly go with his sniffing.
There was a wooden work bench in the shed and Nancy had figured that it was just
about the right height for her to sit on while carrying out the experiment. She had been
wearing jeans and a cotton sweater. Killer had stood by and watched while she quickly
shucked out of the jeans and spread them on the bench.
Then, just as quickly, she had peeled her brief panties down and off and perched her
naked butt on the bench. A little later, when she'd started squirming heatedly, she'd
been glad that she'd separated her ass from the hard wood with her jeans.
Killer hadn't made a move until Nancy parted her legs, used her fingers to part her
cuntlips, then called him to her. The big dog had slowly approached, his head on a level
with Nancy's gaping pink gash. He had sniffed at her pussy and his cold nose had made
her gasp. Nancy had whispered for him to lap her box with his tongue, realizing
seconds later that he couldn't possibly know what she was saying, but killer hadn't
really needed any urging.
The dog's long, hot tongue had lapped up through the hot folds of cunt flesh again and
again, rapidly sending Nancy on the mad dash toward an orgasm. She had grabbed his
head, his ears, but she had soon found that it wasn't necessary to hold the dog in place.
Because after she had spasmed and removed her hands, he had kept right on lapping
her juice-oozing twat.
In fact, when she'd finally had enough of the lapping tongue, partly because she'd had
at least three orgasms and partly because she'd been afraid somebody would enter the
shed, she'd had to push Killer away from her satisfied snatch. He'd had another hard
on, his hindquarters making little hunching movements, and she'd dropped down and
again used her hands to give him relief and pleasure.
The next afternoon she'd again been home alone and she'd been unable to resist the
urge to have another go with Killer.
She'd meant to just enjoy the dog's lapping tongue on her gash again, and she had gone
through much the same process as the day before, but she'd changed her mind at the
last moment when she'd started to give the horny animal his reward with her fingers.
While gazing at the unsheathed cock, she'd suddenly decided that it was too much of a
waste to let his jism spurt out on the floor.
Her heart pounding with excitement, she'd gotten down on her hands and knees and
poked her ass toward Killer. The dog had licked her gash again, including the crack of
her ass, and she'd balanced on one hand and arm while reaching back and rather
reluctantly pushing him away and telling him to get on and take a ride.
She'd figured that his basic instincts had taken over at that point. When she'd hiked her
butt higher, he'd mounted her and started humping his stiff prick, but not getting it in
her snatch. She'd reached back again and aimed his cock at his steaming target.
Killer had slammed himself hard against her lifted butt and his big, knotted cock had
jammed into her dribbling cunt. He had started humping her at a very fast pace and
she'd hunched along with his deep and swift movements. It had only taken about a
minute for Killer to shoot off. But he had only faltered for a few seconds, then had
started pounding away at her cunt like crazy again. After about two more minutes of
fast fucking, Killer had popped his wad a second time, his spurting sperm making
Nancy melt into a series of spasms.
"That's about it," Nancy said shortly after she'd finished her tale and Ray had remained
silent. "Killer and I have made it a couple of times since then, and I see no reason to
stop the fun and games, do you?"
"No," Ray said. He chuckled. "Killer must be a very happy dog, that's for damned
sure!"
"All living things have a right to happiness," Nancy said. "Do you think Mom and Dad
would raise hell if they knew?"
"I'm not sure, Nancy. Maybe we'd better give it some more thought before deciding
about telling them. You said something before about trying an experiment."
"It was just an idea I got," Nancy said. "I thought if you'd go get Killer, it might save
me a trip to the bathroom. Maybe you don't want to watch, though."
Saying that he sure as hell did want to watch, Ray got to his feet. His cock was about
half-hard, partly because of his mental pictures and partly due to being so near his
naked sister. Telling Nancy he would be right back, Ray headed for the back door.
Ray didn't think there would be any problem if Marcia found out about Nancy's sexual
activities with Killer. Their mother was such a hot cunt she would probably welcome
the novelty of making it with a dog. He didn't have any idea about how Joe would take
such news, though. Their father might not like the thought of a dog fucking his wife
and daughter.
It was about the same where screwing around outside the family was concerned, too.
Marcia would undoubtedly easily understand and go along with the idea, but Joe could
just as easily object. It was their father's orders that they only share their sexual
pleasures with members of their own family. Ray decided he would bet just about
anything that Marcia would welcome new partners if he and Marcia brought some, kids
in on the deal. Their bisexual mother would go for young girls as well as for young
guys – and maybe their father would change his mind once he got a chance at some
young cunt.
Hoping that everything would work out so as not to ruin the family set-up he liked so
well, Ray called in the dog and led the big friendly animal to the living room, feeling a
surge of excitement as he thought of the scene he was about to witness.
Ray released Killer when they reached the living-room doorway. The dog spotted Nancy
stretched out on the carpet and immediately padded toward her. Ray followed, his own
cock lifting into a hard-on as he saw Killer's red pecker creeping out of its furry sheath.
Nancy spread her legs far apart as Killer shoved his nose between her thighs and sniffed
her flooded pussy. Ray sat down on the couch, his hard cock jutting, as the dog's long,
wet tongue darted out and licked up and down Nancy's glistening split.
Propping her hips on her hands, Nancy raised her long legs into the air and spread
them even farther apart. She squirmed her ass as Killer's tongue lapped at her puckered
bung and her gaping cunt. Ray could see that the long tongue was scooping up his
deposited jizz, and he jokingly asked Nancy if that meant Killer was queer or bisexual.
His sister didn't answer, and a quick glance at her passion-contorted features told Ray
why. She was very obviously having a climax and he was sure that Killer's hot tongue
was making contact with Nancy's passion-button.
The big dog was making hunching movements with his ass while he lapped and
swallowed, his exposed cock glistening wetly in the light from the lamps. Killer kept on
lapping cunt after Nancy stopped squirming and lowered her ass, her feet on the carpet,
but her knees raised high and spread wide.
"I'm ready to give Killer his reward, Ray. Are you sure that you want to watch him
fucking me?"
"I wouldn't want to miss the main event," Ray said, getting to his feet, his hard cock
thrusting stiffly. "I don't want to shoot a load, but after he gets going, I'll let you blow
me if you like."
"I like," Nancy said, sitting up and cupping a side of Killer's head with each hand.
"Take it easy, boy! I'm going to let you rip off a piece!"
The big dog backed away while Nancy was getting on her hands and knees, seemingly
understanding her meaning if not her words. Ray stared as Killer mounted Nancy and
she reached back and guided the long prick into her pussy. Killer started right out
fucking fast and furiously. Nancy hunched in harmony with the humping dog and Ray
was fascinated by the exciting sight of a dog fucking his sister.
Ray could tell when Killer's cock exploded in Nancy's cunt and he was certain that his
hot-ass sister had climaxed at the same time. The German shepherd only stopped
humping for a few seconds, then started banging away at Nancy's sweet snatch again.
Remembering what he'd told Nancy, as well as being eager to have his sister suck his
poking prick, Ray got down on his back and scooted his ass between her arms and
under her suspended head. Without ceasing her answering thrusts to the dog's
pistoning prick, Nancy held her upper body up with one hand and arm and clasped the
base of Ray's stiff shaft with her other hand. She then took the swollen cockhead and at
least two inches of the rigid rod into her hot mouth with one swift movement.
As Nancy began twirling her tongue and sucking up and down on his throbbing tool,
Ray decided that he just might let her suck him all the way off. He would still have
plenty of strength left if Marcia wanted some action later that evening.
Besides, he thought, entangling his fingers in Nancy's swirling blonde hair, he could
always depend upon his tongue and his fingers. Not that he had really ever failed to get
a hard-on and eventually shoot a load while thrilling to a pleasure-filled sex session with
his beautiful mother.
Ray caught a movement in the doorway out of the comer of his eye. He turned his head
and looked and was fleetingly reminded of the time he and Nancy had been caught
fucking by their mother. Only this time it wasn't their mother staring, and there was a
dog fucking Nancy while she sucked her brother's cock.
Seconds after Ray met the attractive woman's eyes, she turned and disappeared from
the doorway. He had quickly removed his fingers from Nancy's silky hair. Not knowing
they had been observed, she hadn't stopped her greedy sucking and was still answering
Killer's fast thrusts in and out of her oozing cunt.
Ray didn't know what to do about the unexpected witness. He'd only spoken to Mrs.
Harkins a few times. She and her husband had only been living in the house next door
for a couple of weeks. They both looked to be in their middle twenties and she was a
tall, slender redhead. The husband was a good-looking guy, and Marcia had mentioned
that the new neighbors were a nice friendly couple.
Mrs. Harkins had looked shocked, that was for damned sure, and she'd undoubtedly
hauled ass for home. Would she tell her husband about what she'd seen? Would she tell
anybody? Had she been turned on or had she been turned off by what she'd witnessed?
While asking himself these questions, and watching Nancy's bobbing head and clinging
lips on his turgid cock, Ray decided to wait about telling his sister that they had been
seen. It would just worry her and maybe he could think of some way or other to handle
the situation.
When Killer popped his nuts a second time, taking Nancy over the brink with him, he
backed off and began licking her cum-filled quim. She stopped sucking cock and asked
how long he thought it would take for him to climax. He told her that he thought he'd
save his stuff for later – just in case Marcia came home hot and horny.
Ray knew that she was a little disappointed. Still, he couldn't very well give her all the
cream she seemed to need so badly. Sometimes he thought it would take at least ten
loaded cocks to satisfy his overly sexed sister. Maybe she wasn't really a nympho, but
she could probably run such a female a close race.
Ray let Nancy put Killer outside, gathered up his clothes, and went upstairs for a
shower. His mind on the unexpected visitor, he'd lost his hard-on by the time he was
adjusting the spray of water in the shower stall. He knew that Marcia had gotten very
friendly with the new neighbor, the two women had been visiting back and forth, and
he wondered if they had something going. It wouldn't surprise him. Before telling
Nancy, he'd kept it a secret about the two girls he'd fucked, and there wasn't a law that
said his sexy mother had to tell him everything she did.
Nancy pulled the shower curtain back while Ray was still soaping his body. She asked if
she could join him, and he meant it when he said that he'd be glad to have her squeeze
in with him. He'd turned the water off. He turned the warm spray back on just long
enough for Nancy to get wet. He helped put a lather on her lovely body and got
another hard-on.
Ray soaped her jutting titties and she soaped his thrusting cock and heavy balls. He
slipped his soapy hands down and fingered her cunt and her asshole. She said that she
wanted to be fucked and he asked which hole. She said that she would like to be
cornholed if he could hold back long enough for her to finish him off with her mouth.
Saying that he would give it a damned good try, he kissed her lightly on the lips and
spun her around. Nancy leaned over and grabbed her ankles. He placed the blunt end
of his hard, soapy cock against her tiny puckered bung, then placed his hands on her
soap-slippery hips. Nancy said that she was ready and he applied pressure. His
cockhead popped past the tight ring and he gritted his teeth as his dick shot up her ass.
The tremendous heat always made him lose a little confidence for a few seconds, but, as
usual, he didn't lose control.
Ray slowly shoved his soap-slippery cock all the way into the hot, tight ass-tunnel and
left it buried balls deep while he adjusted to the clinging heat and Nancy adjusted to
having her bung plugged. He waited until he heard her say that she was all right before
slowly pulling his prick almost out and then just as slowly pushing it in her butt to the
hilt again. Nancy moaned with pleasure and he repeated the slow process again and
again, remembering that she wanted to finish him off with her mouth.
To keep his mind off the terrific heat, and to fight the sudden urge to empty his balls,
Ray tried to think of something else. The first thing that popped into his mind was the
problem concerning the woman next door. Maybe he should tell Nancy about them
being seen. No, he'd wait a little longer. There was no need to worry her if there was a
chance to settle things himself.
Mrs. Harkins was an attractive woman. Very attractive, really, and maybe he could
sweet-talk her into keeping quiet about what she'd seen. It was worth a try, anyway,
and he'd pay her a visit the next morning when she'd be alone. He didn't think she
would come back that night after his parents got home and he could get up early and-
"I'm ready, Ray!"
Ray knew what Nancy was ready for. He leaned over her back and kept on with his
thrusts into her quivering, clutching ass while slipping a hand under to her cunt. He
inserted a finger into her pussy, felt his cock through the thin membrane separating the
two channels, and quickened the tempo of his thrusts as he moved his finger to her
erect clit.
Nancy started climaxing seconds after Ray made contact with the slippery bump of
sensitive flesh. He kept stimulating her in both holes until she stopped hunching, then
removed his finger and his hard prick. He turned the spray of warm water on while she
was straightening and turning around. She kissed his lips, thanked him, and dropped to
her knees on the hard tile and in the steady stream of water.
Nancy used soap along with the water to wash his hard, throbbing cock and he
teasingly told her that she'd better hurry if she didn't want to be too late. She took the
blood-engorged knob into her mouth while he was reaching to turn off the water.
It only took about thirty seconds for Ray to shoot off into his sister's greedily sucking
mouth. While she was still sucking and swallowing the last few sluggish drops of cock
cream, he decided that he had better go to bed and get some sleep and rest just in case
his mother needed his services later. Not that he was complaining. He had a very happy
life, and he hoped the happiness would last and last.


Chapter 3

Diane Harkins couldn't go to sleep. She couldn't get her mind off the exciting sex scene
she'd observed for such a short time next door, either. She wished the young guy hadn't
spotted her in the doorway. She would have watched longer – and should she tell
Marcia?
She and Marcia Thompson had become good friends and she almost wished she hadn't
decided to go for a visit. But she had been so damned lonely and she hadn't considered
the fact that Marcia might not be home. Still, she wouldn't have gotten the quick look
at the unrestrained eroticism next door if she hadn't left the lonely house.
It hadn't been so bad in the apartment, Diane thought, turning over on her back and
pulling a second pillow under her head. Maybe she and Al had made a mistake when
they'd bought the house and moved. Her husband had wanted to have a place of his
own so badly, though – and she'd thought the move might change his ways.
Diane sighed and clasped her tits. The small mounds were covered by a thin
nightgown. The nipples jumped to attention and poked against her palms. Al had never
been a very demanding husband where sex was concerned, and even before the first
year of marriage had been over, their sexual relations had tapered off to maybe once or
twice a week.
Now, after eight years, she was lucky if they fucked once a month. She usually had to
put pressure on him to get that much action. What he called action, anyway. Climbing
on and fucking to a fast finish was his way of having sex, and he'd never seemed to give
a damn whether or not she climaxed. She usually had to finish herself off in the
bathroom – and sometimes when he was asleep with his back turned, she'd even fucked
herself to climax with her fingers.
Diane sighed again and slipped her hands under the gown so she could make direct
contact with her hard-nippled tits. Al was a nice guy, really. She liked him very much.
She guessed she still loved him, for that matter, even if her outside activities had made a
farce of their marriage.
Al didn't know about that, of course. He would probably have a shit-fit if he even
suspected. At times, when he was turning his back on her after one of his rather feeble
efforts to fuck her to a climax, she'd been tempted to shock the hell out of her stuffy
husband by telling about some of her exciting experiences.
Al was a service writer for an automobile dealership and she'd had many chances to
carry out her search for sexual satisfaction. She'd thought about divorce many times,
but Al seemed happy enough with their marriage, and after she'd started finding sexual
relief with other men, she'd decided that what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
If he wanted to play poker with his male friends most evenings, as he was doing right
then, it was all right with her. Or it had been while they were living in an apartment.
There had been several nearby cocktail lounges where she could make her contacts. She
hadn't gone out all that much in the evenings, though. There had been plenty of time
during the hours Al was at work, and she'd only ventured out after dark when she had
an itch her fingers couldn't possibly chase away.
And after seeing the erotic scene next door she just might reach that point before Al got
home, Diane thought. He hadn't fucked her in over a week, only once since they'd
move into the big house.
Now maybe she could work something out with the kids next door. Or with the big
dog!
Diane had never said much to either Ray or Nancy. Marcia had told their names and
ages, Joe, Marcia's husband, was a handsome man and she'd given some thought to
how great it'd probably be to have sex with him, but she hadn't really given much
thought to Ray before. Since Nancy sucked his cock, he undoubtedly returned the favor
by lapping her cunt. She'd like to have a go at the young girl's pussy herself. Not that
she looked upon herself as really being gay. Sex with another female was just another
delightful way of having sexual enjoyment and there hadn't been all that many women
in her life.
The first time had been about a year after she'd started letting men pick her up. The
good-looking man, about thirty-five, had admitted to being married, but he hadn't
mentioned that he and his wife liked to make the threesome scene. In fact, she hadn't
even known there was anybody else in the house until the attractive wife had entered
the bedroom.
She'd been happily sucking the man's big cock when she'd heard the woman's soft little
laugh. She'd jerked her mouth and tongue from the hard, throbbing meat, and the man
had laughed and said something about everything being just fine. He'd been right, too.
Because after she'd gotten over her shocked surprise, she'd had a wonderful time.
The married couple had really worked her over. She'd soon lost the last of her
inhibitions and delved her tongue into a hot pussy for the first time. It'd been a little
like stepping off a cliff or some damn thing, but she'd really enjoyed eating snatch.
There'd been a few other women after that, at different times and at different places,
but she'd never been in any danger of preferring a hot cunt to a hard cock.
Diane had been fondling and massaging her throbbing boobs. She used a thumb and
forefinger to stimulate each nipple, thrilling to the delightful little shock waves rippling
back and forth between them and deep within her quivering cunt. She knew that she
was going to give herself a measure of relief with her fingers and decided that she might
as well take her time and enjoy the build-up to the melting finish.
Sitting up and quickly removing the nightgown, Diane flopped back down on the bed,
returned her hands to her tingling titties, and squirmed her ass against the mattress.
Staring into the darkness, she let her imagination run wild, picturing in her feverish
mind the dog humping the girl, the girl greedily sucking her brother's big cock.
She wished she had Ray and his big poking prick with her right then. She would take
his hard dong into her mouth and deep into her throat, working her throat muscles
around the swollen cockhead, then twirling her tongue around the hard male meat
when she lifted her head and sucking mouth.
Maybe the boy would suggest doing a sixty-nine and she could swing around and lower
her steaming snatch down over his face and mouth. Maybe after they'd made each
other climax, and she'd swallowed his sticky cream, his young cock would still be hard
and stiff. He could fuck her from any direction, and if he went for buggering, he could
prong that sensitive hole. It would be great to have Nancy right there with them so she
could go down on the lovely girl while the boy's big prick was pistoning either in her
cunt or her asshole.
Diane suddenly just had to leave her throbbing tits and nipples and run her hands
down along her flushed, squirming body. She slipped them down over her smooth,
trembling belly, plucked at her dark-red pussy hairs with her fingers, wishing she had a
partner to penetrate her twat with a cock or with a tongue. She lifted her knees, spread
them apart, and caressed her sleek inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her moist
pussylips and her hot, palpitating gash.
Finally, when she could delay no longer, she caressed the wet, slippery pink slit a few
times, then inserted a finger into her clinging twat. She probed deep into the folds of
hot, rosy flesh and began slowly finger-fucking herself, clamping down with her cunt
muscles on her pistoning finger and again wishing that there was a stiff cock or a
stiffened tongue pronging her pulsating cunt.
Breathing faster between parted lips, she straightened out her legs, keeping her finger
busy in her clasping cunt, and rolled over on her side. She inserted another finger into
her quivering pussy flesh, placing one digit on each side of her erect clit, and rolled over
onto her belly.
She kept her fingers in place and started hunching and wriggling her ass, fucking her
fingers, and in her feverish mind she imagined that she was riding Ray's poking cock.
Then, just as she melted into an orgasm, instead of the boy's prick or her own fingers
in her spasming cunt, she thought of the dog called Killer and his humping
hindquarters and pistoning cock.
After she'd recovered from the spasmodic release, still not really satisfied, Diane wasn't
sure that she liked the idea of thinking about the dog and his cock. It had been very
exciting to see Nancy getting fucked by the big animal, and it was even exciting to
think about the heated action, but she didn't think that she wanted to actually be
fucked by a dog.
Diane swung from the bed and she didn't turn a light on until she got to the bathroom.
She freshened herself at the basin, then washed out a few things, wanting to be awake
when her husband arrived home – just in case he was in the mood for his usual fast
fuck.
When she returned to the bedroom, the light was on and Al was sitting on the side of
the bed taking off his shoes. He looked up as she entered and she detected a spark of
interest in his blue eyes when he looked up from her naked body to her face.
"How did the game go?" Diane asked, strolling over and sitting down on the other side
of the bed without bothering to pick her nightgown up from the floor. "Did you win or
lose?"
Al didn't answer until he'd removed his shoes and socks and had gotten to his feet. "I
won about eight bucks. I could've done a lot better if I hadn't kept getting second-best
hands. There's a game tomorrow night and I promised that I'd be there. You don't
mind, do you?"
"Have I ever?"
"Well... uh... I think I'll take my shower now."
"Take your shower later, Al. Unless, of course, you aren't interested in getting some of
that stuff cats and dogs and some humans fight over."
"I think I'll accept your kind offer," Al said, walking over and snapping the wall light
switch. "I'm a little tired and sleepy, though, so we'd better make it fast."
When hadn't they made it fast? Diane thought, listening to the faint sounds her
husband was making while getting undressed. Well, at least, she was going to get a fast
fuck. Maybe she shouldn't have frigged herself to a climax. She probably wouldn't be
left hanging if she hadn't spasmed so recently, and now she would have to try like hell
to make it with Al. God, but she wished that he was as long-lasting as some of the studs
she'd fucked. One ejaculation was all he was good for, too, and it would be great if he
surprised her by tonguing her twat.
Diane felt the bed sway as Al climbed on. She almost held her breath, hoping that he
would take the time to tongue and suck her boobs. He had gone that far at times, but
he'd always pretended not to feel the slight pressure she'd apply with her hands. Well,
this time she would put more pressure on his head and maybe even tell him what she
wanted.
Disappointed when her husband got between her eagerly parted legs without putting
his mouth on her taut-tipped jugs, Diane felt a kind of pity for Al. Compassion seemed
to become a part of her passion when he did fuck her, and she had always tried to keep
from hurting his feelings. She knew that part of the problem was her fault, but she
could never find the nerve to really talk to him – just as she could never find the nerve
to go down and suck his cock.
He did let her do the guiding, the only chance she got to touch his cock, and he'd never
attempted to mount her when his prick wasn't totally hard. Al groaned as his stiff dick
slipped between her cuntlips and plunged all the way in her box. Diane held herself
perfectly still, both inwardly and outwardly, glad when he didn't start fucking right
away, hoping that he would surprise her and last at least a couple of minutes.
Al lowered his chest down on Diane's poking titties and buried his face beside hers. He
didn't move for all of thirty seconds, and she knew that he was fighting for control. His
breathing was loud in her ear and she continued to hold herself perfectly still, trying to
build her passion as high as his.
She thought of poking pricks and pulsating pussies, lapping tongues and diddling
fingers. She thought of Ray's thrusting tool and Nancy's uplifted ass, picturing in her
mind the big German shepherd humping the young girl fast and furiously. Her folds of
cunt flesh began quivering around her husband's stiff dick, and he let out another
groan.
Diane continued to hold her entire body as still as possible when Al started fucking her.
She also continued to concentrate upon joining him when he shot off. His strokes were
slow and steady for a few seconds, and she thought he was going to pace himself and
maybe break his own record.
But a moment later he began pounding away furiously, starting the mad dash to a
quick release, she knew. She moved with him, both inwardly and outwardly, wanting to
give him as much pleasure as possible, even though realizing that he was once again
going to be too fast for her to join him in orgasm.
She felt the telltale expansion of her husband's cock as he tensed, then lashed herself
furiously as the hot jism spurted and sprayed her clasping cunt. She was still humping
wildly, trying to reach her roaring peak, when his cock softened and threatened to slip
out of her clinging, frustrated pussy.
He lifted his chest from her jutting boobs, and she stopped her movements, knowing
that he was taking an ever-present towel from the headboard. He withdrew his limber
cock from her flooded cunt, rolled away, and she waited impatiently while he cleaned
himself.
When he tossed the towel onto her belly, she pushed it between her thighs and held it
in place over her cunt as she swung from the bed and hurried to the bathroom, just as
sure that she was going to search for another man or men as she was of the fact that
she was going to have to frig herself again.


Chapter 4

It was almost twelve o'clock when Marcia and Joe Thompson arrived home. The house
was dark and they went directly to their bedroom. Joe was the manager of a finance
company and didn't have to be at work until nine o'clock in the morning, but Marcia
knew what he meant when he said that he was tired and sleepy.
"In fact, since I showered earlier, I think I'll hit the sack right now, honey."
They were both naked by then, as they slept in the nude, and Marcia smiled as her
handsome husband stretched out on the bed. At thirty-eight Joe had the looks and the
firm body of a much younger man.
Marcia looked at his limber cock. The big pleasure-prong was a fraction over nine
inches long when hard and thrusting stiffly. She'd found out that happy truth with a
tape measure even before their marriage.
She and Joe had enjoyed all of the various sexual pleasures with each other before their
marriage, of course. They'd both been around a great deal, and she'd probably sampled
just about as many different pricks as he had pussies. But on their wedding day they'd
agreed to be true to each other. She had kept the bargain, and she was sure that he had,
too.
They'd always been honest with each other, able to speak to each other freely and with
understanding, but she'd been very hesitant when it'd come to telling him about her
thrilling experience with their son. Strangely enough, she hadn't felt all that much
shame and guilt after the torrid session with Ray and their talk. Still, it had been
difficult to find the nerve to tell her husband, partly because she'd agreed with their son
to keep the unexpected happening a secret.
She had known in the back of her mind even while making the bargain and promise
that she would eventually tell Joe, though. They had been free and open with each
other too long for her to start deceiving him at that late date. Besides, she'd had
exciting thoughts about their lovely young daughter – and she'd been fairly certain that
her horny husband wouldn't be able to resist such a wonderful opportunity.
Wanting to tell Joe before she had any more sexual relations with Ray, she'd picked
what she'd thought would be a good time that very evening. They'd gone to bed and
she'd just finished sucking his big cock into a hard-on. The light had been on, as they
liked to see each other while having sex, and she'd started out by telling that she had
caught Ray fucking Nancy. She'd still had a fist around the base of his hard, throbbing
cock and she'd taken it as a good sign when his big beauty hadn't started to wilt.
He'd taken the news calmly. Outwardly, anyhow. He'd asked for details without raising
his voice or showing any anger, and she'd sensed that everything was going to be all
right. She'd had to admit that she'd only watched for a few seconds, then had
mentioned that Ray and Nancy had also sucked each other off.
Joe had asked how she'd managed to find that out. Casting all caution aside, she'd gone
into details about Ray watching her diddle, their heated fuck and suck, and their
conversation. She'd finished by saying that she'd broken her bargain with their son
partly because she'd felt it only fair that Joe should have the pleasure of enjoying their
daughter's tight pussy.
Her husband had remained silent during the latter part of the swiftly spoken
information and at some point he had closed his eyes. Feeling that it would be better
not to add to what she'd already said, she'd resumed sucking his thrusting cock. He had
entangled his fingers in her hair, hunched along with her greedy sucking, and told her
to keep going until he blasted off.
She'd gladly done so, making him shoot off much sooner than usual, and she knew that
he'd been mentally stimulated by what she'd told. She'd also found out later why he
was in such a hurry to pop his wad. He usually had good if not perfect control with
her, and he'd been afraid that he wouldn't make a good showing with Nancy if he went
to her fully loaded and primed.
"Is there something wrong, Marcia?"
"Oh, no," Marcia said, realizing that she had been lost in her thoughts for quite some
time. She met her husband's eyes. "I was just think about the night I told you about
Ray and Nancy and the events that led to the talk."
"Don't tell me that you've had second thoughts at this late date," Joe said, his eyes and
expression serious.
"On the contrary, honey. I'm very happy with the way things are and I trust that you
feel the same."
"I like the life we're living just as much as I did in the beginning, Marcia. The only
drawback is that I still have the little nagging worry about getting in serious trouble. It's
still a possibility, you know, and I remember cautioning you about that fact before I
went upstairs to Nancy."
"Nancy and Ray have always been very discreet," Marcia said. "Why should they
change now? Besides, they love us too much and like the way of life far too much to
admit to anything even if they were questioned."
"I suppose you're right," Joe said. He chuckled. "At times it enters my mind that Ray
and I could use some help with you two sexy gals! This morning our hot-ass daughter
insisted on going down on me while I was shaving!"
"Like mother, like daughter," Marcia said. "Or is it the other way around? Anyway, you
made the rule to keep the action in the family, honey."
"And the rule is to remain in effect," Joe said. "Which one is it going to be tonight,
baby?"
Marcia moved forward, leaned over, and kissed Joe on the forehead. "Maybe both,
lover. I can remember when you would've gone with me. Or called the kids down
here."
Joe lifted his hands and tweaked Marcia's nipples. "Get out of here before I forget that I
need rest and sleep. I'm not in competition with Ray, and he'll soon learn that no male
is really a match for any female in the sex department."
"I think our handsome son is well-aware of that," Marcia said, straightening and pulling
her big boobs from Joe's fondling fingers. Her nipples had jumped to attention, but a
quick glance told her that her husband's big cock was still soft and limber. "You are
tired, aren't you, dear?"
"I'm mostly using my head and pacing myself," Joe said, closing his eyes. "Good night."
Marcia snapped the light off on the way out. She went to the downstairs bathroom,
deciding to take a shower then and a hot bath later. She hoped that Ray and Nancy
hadn't fucked around too much that evening. Knowing her daughter – and her son –
she didn't doubt for one moment that there'd been some type of sex between the two.
Marcia slipped a bathing cap over her dark hair and took a shower, paying special
attention to her shaven armpits and her dark muff.
Her body tingling and feeling very healthy afterward, she looked into the full-length
mirror installed on the back of the door. Not bad, she thought, cupping her big boobs.
She still had her shape and her flesh was still firm and smooth. Her tits had dropped
only slightly over the years. She could pass for much younger than thirty-seven, she
knew – and had been told by many, including the members of her immediate family.
Such a wonderful family, she thought, dropping her hands down and resting them on
her flaring hips.
A few minutes later, Marcia was pausing in the doorway to Nancy's bedroom; she saw
that the girl was asleep. She hadn't meant to visit her daughter, even though it would've
been great to have a threesome or foursome. She and Nancy had made it together alone
often, but she tried to avoid too much of that.
She didn't want to take a chance on making Nancy swing completely over to gay sex.
Maybe she had taught her daughter to be bisexual, even though she was sure that the
totally uninhibited girl would have found her own way with some other female, but
she'd tried her best to make it understood that lesbianism should be just an extra sexual
pleasure to enjoy.
Hurrying along the hallway, Marcia entered Ray's bedroom. Right from the beginning
it had been decided that Nancy and Ray weren't to sleep together, just as she and Joe
were to do their sleeping downstairs in their bedroom. It had been a good decision,
Marcia thought, stopping at the foot of her son's bed. Just about anything could happen
during the night. A fire, illness, visitors – things that might reveal the family secret.
Ray was sleeping on his back. Light from a nearby street lamp enabled Marcia to see
him quite clearly. He was naked, as usual, and she knew that he would be happy when
he woke up and discovered that she was there.
Climbing onto the bed as carefully and quietly as she could, Marcia was glad that Ray's
legs were parted enough for her to get between them on her knees. She slipped a hand
under his limber dick and lifted it while lowering her face, enjoying the male-smell that
filled her nostrils. She licked her lips, then slipped them over the knob and started a
gentle suction. She felt the cockhead hardening in her mouth even before her son's legs
moved against her outer thighs and his fingers began stroking her hair.
She took more of the stiffening shaft into her sucking mouth and clasped her fingers
around the thickening base. She cupped her son's heavy balls with her other hand and
his cock became totally erect. She began bobbing her head slowly up and down, easily
taking the blood-engorged knob into her throat on each downward motion. Ray's cock
was a good seven inches, and although it would probably never get as long as his
father's, it was nevertheless a delightful dick. She used her tongue on the tangy whang,
sucking hard, allowing her lips to distend out and cling to the rock-hard shaft when she
drew up on it.
Marcia could tell that Ray was a long way from a climax and knew that he'd had sex
with Nancy earlier. She was glad, as she wanted to enjoy a prolonged session with the
youngster, and she loved to suck a cock even if she wasn't expecting a spurting reward.
Maybe later, after he had fucked her – or she had climbed on and taken a ride – she
would suck him all the way off.
Soon, as she expected, Marcia felt Ray remove his hands from her head and heard him
ask her to swing around to that he could get at her twat. She quickly complied with the
request, keeping the swollen cockhead in her mouth while lifting her ass and walking
around on her knees.
She straddled his head and felt his fingers grasp her butt and tug. She lowered her
crotch down close to his face and his hot, wet tongue licked up through her split. She
removed her mouth from his prick and held onto the saliva-coated shaft with both
hands, afraid she might do damage with her teeth when his slippery tongue first
penetrated her tingling twat.
Marcia failed to suppress a little gasp as Ray's stiffened tongue snaked deep into her
cunt. He tongue-fucked her rapidly for a few seconds, then began lapping the folds of
clinging pussy flesh. She again took a goodly portion of the hard thrusting cock into
her mouth and began sucking.
Knowing that she would have an orgasm shortly after Ray's tongue and lips made
contact with her clit, and not wanting to smother him while in the throes of her release,
Marcia moved a hand to his right hip to indicate which way they were to turn. They
rolled over on their sides with practiced ease, his cockhead still in her mouth, his
tongue still swabbing deep in her gushing cunt.
She wriggled her ass to let him know that she was ready to be finished off. His tongue
went to her elongated clitoris, lapping expertly, and then his lips were just as expertly
clamping onto her erect passion-button. The lapping and sucking swiftly sent her
melting into a blissful orgasm and while thrilling to the shuddering spasms, she
suddenly wanted to feel and taste his cock cream spurting into her mouth.
She sucked greedily, concentrating on the swollen knob while running her clenched
fingers up and down on the rigid shaft with fast, jerky movements. But she wasn't
surprised when he didn't shoot off, nor really all that disappointed, but she did decide
to take a load in her mouth before she left her very virile son.
Ray didn't pull his face from between Marcia's thighs until she let his hard cock slip
from between her clinging lips. They rested for a few minutes in silence, then he asked
if she wanted to take a ride. Ray's question reminded her that they had developed a
kind of routine for giving each other sexual pleasure, and she told him that it was
getting so they could read each other's minds.
Ray didn't say anything until Marcia had lifted, swung around and straddled him,
slowly lowered, and eased her juicy cunt down over his thrusting tool.
"Let my pecker soak for a few minutes, Mom. It might be a good idea for me to just
make it once tonight."
Marcia was sitting, holding part of her weight on her knees and folded legs, and Ray
was reaching up and fondling her firm titties. Her son called her Marcia most of the
time, especially when they were fucking or sucking, but it didn't make any difference to
her how he addressed her. She couldn't change the fact that she was his mother and she
wouldn't want to. She loved him as a son as well as a delightfully adept lover and at
times she wished it was so she could tell the world about that truth.
"Maybe I'm too demanding on you, honey."
"It isn't that! I'm just practicing self-control, like you've told me to do, and I was
hoping that you'd come to me tonight. That's the reason I went to sleep early."
"How many time did you make it with Nancy?" Marcia asked.
"Twice. Once not long after I got home from work and a second time just before I came
to bed."
"Tell me about it," Marcia said, interested, but also knowing that talking – even about
sex – would enable Ray to last longer. Just squatting there with his hard cock buried to
the balls in her cunt was very enjoyable, and she didn't want him to climax until after
she'd had at least two more blissful releases.
"Nancy was waiting in the living room, hot and ready, when I got home," Ray said,
rolling each one of Marcia's hard nipples between a thumb and forefinger. "I went
down on her until she made it, she sucked my cock for a few minutes, and then we got
down on the carpet and screwed until we both made it. Then – well, that's about it, I
guess."
"You said twice," Marcia said, wondering why Ray had hesitated and then seemed to
change his mind about going on.
"Later, when I came upstairs to shower, Nancy joined me in the stall. We played
around a little and she asked me to corn-hole her and hold back so she could finish me
with her mouth. That's the way we did it and I came right to bed."
"Maybe Nancy and I will both have to start taking it easier on you," Marcia said,
somehow sensing that Ray was holding something back, but unable to think of what it
could possibly be. "Tell me, honey, do you work mostly to get out of the house and
away from your hot-ass mother and your hot-ass sister?"
"I think you know better than that," Ray said, dropping his hands from Marcia's hard
tipped boobs and placing them on her hips. "It's just that I like to be as independent as
possible and I just happen to like having some kind of a job. We've talked about it
before, though – just, as I've told you many times that I think I'm very lucky to be a
member of a family like ours."
"I guess we're all lucky," Marcia said, clamping her cunt muscles around Ray's deeply
buried cock. "Do you think you can hold back while I take a happy little trip?"
"Yes, but there's something else I want to talk to you about before you leave."
Marcia was curious, but she'd already started bouncing on Ray's rigid rod, starting on
what she'd called a happy little trip. It only took about thirty seconds for her to spasm
and she wriggled wildly, not trying to stop the little moans of pleasure that spilled from
between her parted lips. When she ceased her fast movements, happy because Ray's
cock was still thrusting stiffly and he hadn't popped, he put his arms around her neck
and pulled her mouth to his.
She returned her son's passionate, tongue-probing kiss, but soon pulled her mouth and
tongue away, partly to catch her breath and partly because he had started fucking her
by rhythmically lifting his ass inches from the mattress. She was afraid he was going to
lose control and she didn't think he was really ready to shoot off and she knew that she
wasn't ready for him to do so.
"Maybe I'd better get off," she whispered. Then, louder, "You did say you wanted to
talk about something, and I think we can both talk better without your tool in my twat,
don't you?"
"You're really something," Ray said, chuckling. "Every son should have a mother like
you!"
"And every mother should have a son like you," Marcia said, patting his cheek and
lifting her clinging cunt from his poking cock and getting on her side next to him.
"What did you want to talk about, honey?"
"I guess I'd better make a confession first, Marcia. I've been with two girls. I fucked two
different girls, I mean."
"You know that Joe told you not to have sex with your dates, Ray."
"Sure, I know, but I just got hot and horny and it happened. Besides, it's embarrassing
to act like I'm bashful and too backward to make a pass at a girl. They weren't virgins,
if that makes any difference, and I thought you'd understand. Are you angry?"
"I'm not angry and I do understand," Marcia said, deciding that Joe was wrong in not
wanting – or expecting – his son to do the same thing he himself had done in his
teens. Still, Joe hadn't had all the sex he wanted at home when he'd been a youngster.
"Do you mind, Mom? I mean, does it hurt your feelings or anything like that?"
Marcia rolled over on her side and pressed herself against Ray. "No, dear, it doesn't
hurt my feelings or anything like that. In fact, I'm glad that you apparently don't have
any mental hang-ups where I'm concerned. I like the idea of you having pleasure with
young girls. Just what did you do with the two you mentioned?"
"Just plain old-fashioned balling, Mom. I guess I'd better tell you that Nancy and I were
talking, and she thinks she's old enough to branch out and start making it with her
dates. Being selective, she said, and I don't think she'd flop for just anybody."
"I'm afraid your father wouldn't go for that," Marcia said. "In fact, I'm not sure that he
should even hear about the idea."
"I think you said something like the first time you and I made it together," Ray said.
"Nancy and I would still be very careful. There wouldn't be any more danger of giving
out with the family secret than there is now, you know, and I've been thinking that I
might be able to bring a girl home for Joe. Sort of a bribe I suppose it'd have to be
called, but I think you can see the possibilities."
"Very interesting possibilities," Marcia said, reaching out and wrapping her fingers
around Ray's stiffly thrusting cock. "You mean, of course, that Nancy might be able to
bring a young guy home for me. The idea fascinates me, I'll admit, but we'd better give
the subject more thought before we mention it to Joe. He said just before I came up
here that he still worries about getting into trouble. I worry at times, too. Because of
you and Nancy mostly. A scandal could really foul up your lives and no matter how
you and Nancy feel, your father and I have to accept the responsibility for our way of
life."
"I understand all that," Ray said, making little hunching movements into Marcia's fist
and then settling his ass back down. "You and Dad already have to trust me and Nancy
and – well, we could be mean about it and make threats to get our way, you know. Not
that we would, or that I want to hurt your feelings now, but it's true that we could have
our way without permission if we really wanted to."
"You made a good point," Marcia said, not upset by Ray's words, deciding that she
could remind Joe of the same thing when she discussed the matter with him – and she
knew that she would have to tell her husband soon. Ray had already fucked around
outside the family, Nancy would eventually do the same, with or without permission,
and she and Joe might as well grab onto any extra pleasure that came their way.
"Did I make you angry, Mom?"
"Not at all, honey. I'll break the news to Joe at what I consider an opportune time. It
isn't as if we can keep you and Nancy tied down forever, and I'd hate for either one of
you to ever resort to threats."
"We wouldn't-"
Marcia cut Ray's words off with a passionate kiss. She didn't want him to make a
promise he might not be able to keep, and she was about ready to call it a night. She
was tired of walking and was looking forward to being alone where she could think
over what had been said without being distracted.
She broke the tongue-lashing kiss and told Ray she wanted to finish him off with her
mouth. He said that would be just fine with him and she scooted lower on the bed,
keeping a firm grip on his stiff prick.
She got between his legs and again cupped his heavy, sperm-laden balls with one hand.
She laved the flat of her tongue over and around the blood-engorged cockhead, tasting
her own cunt juice, holding the throbbing shaft steady with clenched fingers. She
wished that Joe's big hard cock was there to prong her cunt or asshole while she was
giving their son a blow job.
It was great to have a hard prick jammed in her at both ends, both spurting at the same
time, and she wished that she'd insisted upon that kind of a threesome earlier. Joe
wouldn't have refused if she'd asked, and Ray was always willing.
She'd never been lucky enough to try taking on three cocks at the same time. She'd
enjoyed many double-fucks with Joe and Ray – as had Nancy – and a third stiff cock
shooting off in the mouth at the same time the other two were exploding would have to
result in sexual ecstasy of the highest degree.
She shouldn't have any trouble convincing her horny husband that he should agree to
let their charming children branch out – as Ray had called it. She and Joe could even
go a step further and seek out new sex partners on their own. By diddly-damn, the talk
with Ray had opened up all kinds of exciting possibilities! Not that she hadn't had
many similar thoughts over the years, of course!
Ray lurched upward, shoving the blunt end of his cockhead against Marcia's licking
tongue and parted lips, bringing her feverish mind back to the present and to the
thrilling pleasure of the moment. She opened her mouth wide, engulfed the hot, hard
knob, then followed as Ray lowered his ass back down on the mattress.
She began sucking, opening her throat and taking more and more of the pulsing shaft,
soon burying her nose in his wiry crotch hairs on each downward movement. She
bobbed her head faster and faster, feeling her own hair swirling, taking all of her son's
throbbing cock in her suctioning mouth while she used both hands to fondle and
squeeze his loaded balls.
Marcia continued to lave the swollen knob with her tongue each time she lifted, glad
when Ray's hands grabbed her head. She liked to know and be shown that her efforts
were being appreciated, and clutching, digging fingers always added to her own
pleasure.
When she sensed that the throbbing cock was about to spurt, she moved one hand
from Ray's balls and wrapped her fingers around the shaft again. Furiously sucking only
the cockhead, working her fist up and down on the saliva-coated rod in milking
motions, she squeezed the sperm-filled balls with her other hand.
"I'm just about to shoot, Mom! Oh, sweet Marcia, I'm just about there!"
Marcia was already very aware of the imminent explosion. She sucked on his dick even
more greedily, concentrating on the knob, bracing herself for the very welcome deluge,
enjoying the moans drifting down from above, the fingers digging into her scalp.
Ray's cock seemed to expand even more as the first spurt of hot jism hit the roof of
Marcia's mouth. She sucked the thick cock cream in and swallowed as more cum
spewed from the convulsing head of the jerking prick. While she swallowed, Marcia
maintained a rapid pumping on the stiff, pulsing shaft, massaging the drawn-up balls
with her other hand at the same time.
Ray had a big load, despite the fact that he popped his nuts twice with Nancy, but
Marcia managed to take all his fuck juice without letting any escape. She kept sucking
and swallowing until the cock was drained dry and going soft. When Ray stopped
moaning and squirming and removed his hands from Marcia's head, she let the limber
tool slip from her mouth.
"I meant to tell you to shift around," Ray said.
"That's all right, honey. For the first time in a long while I made it without being
touched. I guess that was because of our talk. I hope everything works out all right."
"Everything will work out just fine," Ray said.
Her son's words sounded so firm and positive, Marcia allowed herself to believe they
would prove to be true.


Chapter 5

Ray didn't need an alarm clock. He had trained himself to wake up within a few
minutes of any time he concentrated upon just before going to sleep. After his mother
left, he set his mental alarm clock for nine o'clock. That would give him plenty of time
for sleep and time to have a showdown with the redhead next door before leaving for
work.
He woke up ten minutes before nine with his usual morning hard-on, but by the time
he finished the basic bathroom activities his cock was limber. Then returned to his
bedroom and dressed.
Going downstairs, he found a note on the kitchen table. It was a few words written by
his mother, saying she was going downtown with Joe and do some shopping. He'd been
wondering how he could get next door without Marcia seeing him and asking
questions, so the note settled one problem.
Ray hurried through breakfast, wanting to get out of the house before Nancy came
downstairs. He really had no idea as to what he was going to say to Mrs. Harkins; he'd
just have to play it by ear, but he did want to make the visit without his sister.
As he walked across the lawn to the house next door, Ray suddenly became a little
nervous. He hoped that he'd be able to handle himself okay – once he saw Mrs.
Harkins and they started talking. Since she'd hauled ass so fast the night before, he
figured she'd also be a little apprehensive about seeing him.
He pushed the white button and heard the bell ring inside. He waited about a minute
and pressed the button again. The door swung inward a few inches, and he saw that it
was a chain. The redhead's pretty face appeared in the crack and he smiled.
"Good morning."
Mrs. Harkins didn't say anything. She didn't return his smile, either. The door closed,
he heard the chain being removed, and the door swung inward three or four feet. The
redhead was standing behind the door, peeking around it, and after hesitating for a few
moments, Ray stepped inside and watched as the pretty woman closed the door.
"Maybe I'm overly cautious, but there are so many warnings put out... "
"You can't be overly cautious these days," Ray said after the woman had let her words
trail off. "Maybe I should've hooked our chain last night."
The neighbor woman's face flushed slightly. "I'm sorry about that, Ray. Sorry about
barging in, I mean. I suppose you're here to find out whether or not I'm a blabbermouth?"
"Something like that," Ray said. "May I sit down?"
"Please do," Mrs. Harkins said, motioning with her hand, but remaining near the door.
"I thought your mother was home and... . "
Again the woman let her words trail off as Ray picked a nearby easy chair. He didn't try
to hide the fact that he was looking her over. She was wearing a robe, not all that thin,
but clinging enough to show off her slender shape. Remembering what she'd seen,
including his hard cock being sucked, he suddenly wondered if she'd been turned on
enough to get ideas about fucking him.
She was married, of course, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. Not that he was
conceited enough to think she would want to screw him just because she'd seen his
poking cock. But it was possible that Mrs. Harkins was willing and available.
"You don't seem to be embarrassed, Ray. How about Nancy? Was she too ashamed to
visit me?"
"My sister isn't ashamed of anything having to do with sex," Ray said. "Why don't you
sit down, Mrs. Harkins? Unless you're too embarrassed to talk to me, of course."
The tall redhead swayed over to a couch directly across from Ray, and he thought she
moved gracefully even when she sat down. She crossed her legs and the robe parted,
exposing one long leg all the way to the upper thigh. She didn't make an attempt to
cover the very white, smooth-looking flesh, and Ray hoped that she wasn't trying to
tease him into making a pass so that she could laugh at him.
"Please call me Diane, Ray. I'm not really all that old, even if I have been married to Al
for eight years. I didn't tell my husband about what I saw, by the way."
"Why?" Ray asked, telling himself to play it cool until he had a chance to find out the
pretty redhead's intentions. "I thought husbands and wives were supposed to share just
about everything."
"I'm afraid Al and I don't communicate with each other so well," Diane said. "I'm also
afraid that he wouldn't understand the – the scene I witnessed last night."
"And you do, Diane?"
"I wouldn't say that. I'm trying, though. I just happened to be a little lonely so I went
over to visit your mother. I was surprised and shocked by what I saw, I guess you
know, but since then I've become more and more curious. Just how the hell did it all
happen?"
"It was Nancy's idea," Ray said, deciding that he might as well be as honest as possible
without mentioning the entire family secret. "It was the first time I saw her make it
with our dog. She got to fooling around with Killer when I wasn't around, told me
about it, and I agreed to watch while he balled her. Anyway, one thing led to another
and the result was the scene you saw. I came over here to ask you not to tell anybody
about it."
"I've always been fairly good at keeping a secret," Diane said. "You can trust me, Ray. I
assume that you and your lovely sister were having sex long before she made it with the
dog."
"Your assumption is correct," Ray said, grinning, suddenly getting the feeling that he
had a very good chance of getting into the redhead's cunt. "Nancy and I have been
sexing it up with each other for a long, long time, Diane."
"Without feelings of shame and guilt?"
"You're right again," Ray said, dropping his eyes to Diane's exposed flesh. "Can I
depend on you to keep that a secret, too? Even from your husband?"
"Al and I never discuss anything to do with sex," Diane said. She smiled, showing
perfect white teeth. "Sad, isn't it?"
"I think so," Ray said, watching as Diane finally pulled the robe over her rounded
thigh, disappointed and thinking he had guessed wrong about her intentions. "I know
that my parents discuss sex freely with each other."
"How do you happen to know so much about their private lives?"
Afraid he'd said too much, Ray met Diane's questioning eyes and said, "I used to listen
outside their bedroom door when I was a kid. They're very noisy with their lovemaking
and from their talk it was easy for me to tell exactly what they were doing."
"Do you still listen, Ray?"
He grinned. "Sometimes. It's very exciting, and what they don't know won't hurt, them,
will it?"
"All I can say, Ray, is that I've done things sometimes and then used the same
reasoning. I suppose you and Nancy do a great deal of worrying about being caught by
your parents."
"We usually aren't as careless as we were last night," Ray said, watching as Diane
slowly swung her crossed leg up and down, making the robe again fall aside and expose
even more of her upper thigh.
"You seem to be very well-adjusted to the incestuous relationship with your lovely
young sister, Ray. Is she as equally well-adjusted?"
"Yes," Ray said, remembering Nancy telling him how she had often masturbated by
swinging her crossed legs at various speeds without anybody being the wiser. His cock
began responding to the sight of her exposed flesh and his own erotic thoughts. He
slowly eased his butt out closer to the edge of the seat cushion so that the bulge would
be more pronounced – and noticed.
Diane's eyes did drop to his crotch and a little more color appeared in her cheeks. Ray
deliberately concentrated, making his cock expand until it was really straining for
freedom.
Diane's eyes were still glued on Ray's straining cock. Her leg was swinging faster and
he knew that she was horny, but he was determined not to make the first pass. He was
in her home, she might be a teaser, and she just might start screaming and yelling rape
if he made a move toward her.
Smiling, Ray broke the silence. "Nancy can pop her cookies by swinging her leg like
that."
Diane stopped swinging her leg, uncrossed her legs and the robe parted. Ray got a
glimpse of her dark-red pussy hairs before she quickly covered her crotch with the robe.
"Have you ever had sex with a girl other than your sister, Ray?"
"Just two," Ray said, staring, his pulse quickening as Diane parted the robe all the way
down the front of her body. Her tits were small, rode high on her chest, and looked to
be perfectly round. "Apples," he said. "Your breasts look like perfectly round apples
with pink stems."
Diane got to her feet and shrugged completely out of the robe and let it slip to the
carpet. "Do you like apples, Ray?"
"I like titties better," he said.
"They're very small," Diane said, lifting her hands and cupping her perky boobs. "I saw
that Nancy's are much larger. She's really well-developed to be so young. Did you come
here with anything special in mind, Ray?"
"I guess I thought something exciting might happen, Diane. Hoping is more like it.
Looking at your lovely body is very exciting. Is there going to be any more exciting-"
Ray cut his words off as Diane moved across the short distance and dropped to her
knees before him. He started to free his hard, straining cock, but she stopped him by
saying she wanted to do it.
Snuggling in between his legs, she tugged the zipper down, reached in, and pulled his
stiff prick into the open. She licked her lips while caressing the throbbing tool with
both hands. Then, saying that she would probably hate herself later, she leaned
forward, opened her mouth wide, and popped his cockhead into her mouth.
Thrilling to the sensation, and also thrilling to the idea of having his cock sucked by the
pretty married woman, Ray was glad that he'd come so many times the night before.
He knew that he'd be able to last long enough to make a good showing with the greedy
redhead because of all the fucking and sucking with Nancy and Marcia.
Diane took Ray's cock deep now and then, working her throat muscles expertly, but
mostly she concentrated on sucking with only the knob in her hot mouth. As he wasn't
in danger of losing control, Ray was able to think quite clearly. He compared the
redhead's technique with Nancy's and with Marcia's, deciding that she wasn't equal to
either one – especially Marcia. He was enjoying getting blown by another woman very
much, though, and started looking forward to tasting Diane's twat as well as putting the
prick to her.
Diane finally stopped sucking his dick, kept a fist moving on his stiff rod, lifted her
head without looking up, and asked if he could last long enough to fuck her. He said
that he'd give it a good try, speaking in a teasing manner, and she said that she'd
forgotten how experienced he was for one so young.
"I also like to eat pussy," Ray said. "I'd like to try and make you happy that way."
Diane lifted her face then, her blue eyes blazing. "Al and I don't have any kind of oral
sex. Do you want to go to a bedroom?"
"Later," Ray said. "You seem to be right on the brink, so why don't you just stand right
here?"
Diane started getting to her feet before Ray finished speaking. He stared at the cunt so
close to his face, breathing deeply, enjoying the delectable fragrance. The pink twatlips
were slightly parted and glistening with moisture. He lifted his hands and used his
thumbs to spread the smooth lips farther apart. He gazed at the bright-red folds of cunt
flesh for a few seconds, then leaned forward and shoved his tongue deep into the wet
warmth of her box, hearing the little gasp from above.
He jabbed his tongue again and again inside her musky cunt hole and moved his hands
to Diane's hips. Her skin was as smooth as he'd thought it would be. She pushed
forward and put her hands on his head. He knew that she was going to start spasming
at any moment and was a little sorry. He wanted to spend more time tonguing her tasty
twat and he knew that she would want to be fucked right away.
Feeling Diane's fingers digging into his scalp, hearing her soft little moans, Ray slipped
his hands around and clasped her sleek asscheeks while keeping his tongue busy in her
palpitating pussy. Tugging with his fingers, he buried his face deeper, darted his tongue
a few more times, then made contact with her blood-engorged clit. He lapped and
sucked that bud-shaped organ while she squirmed through a series of orgasms.
When she finally sagged limply, he had to hold her up to keep her from falling. But she
recovered quickly, stood straight again, and he let go of her firm butt when she
removed her clutching fingers from his head and hair.
As soon as he pulled his face back from her cunt and looked up, she leaned over and
pressed her mouth to his wet lips. She licked his lips, both inside and out, then he
returned her passionate, tongue-probing kiss. She soon pulled her mouth and tongue
away, though, and said that she was ready to be fucked. He grinned and said that he
was more than ready to start the main event.
She stepped backward as he got to his feet, her eyes going to his poking prick. "I don't
hate myself," she said. "Right now I wouldn't even give a damn if Al walked in and
caught us fucking!"
Thinking of the woman's husband, and the fact that he didn't want to be caught, Ray
watched as she turned and hurried across the room. But he didn't let his thoughts keep
him from following, his stiff cock swaying, his eyes on Diane's jiggling ass.
Ray could tell that she'd picked the master bedroom before Diane said that it served Al
right for her to be fucked on his own bed. She was waiting on the bed by then, her long
legs parted, her fingers toying with her nipples, and he was rapidly shucking out of his
clothes. He didn't say anything, so hot and horny he was willing to chance the
possibility of being caught by an angry husband.
When Ray was naked, Diane spread her legs farther apart and lifted her knees. Her
open, glistening cunt seemed to be smiling at him. Hoping he'd have a chance to go
down on her tasty snatch again before the session ended, he climbed onto the bed and
got between her legs.
He did his own guiding, pushing the head of his cock between her wet, warm cuntlips
and holding it there for a moment while gazing into her passion-filmed eyes. Then he
slid his throbbing cock halfway in through the tight, moist portals of her twitching
twat.
She pushed upward slightly, her cunt wrapping around more of his thick, stiff shaft in a
snug, warm embrace. She moaned, her hips lifting higher, her hot pussy seeming to
gulp in more of his pulsing tool all by itself. He let out a little groan and sank his prick
all the way into the clinging quim then, to the bone-hard base.
She whimpered low in her throat, her cunt muscles working around his throbbing cock,
and for a moment he had to fight like hell for control. But, clenching his teeth, he
managed to adjust to the clutching heat, again thankful for the comes he'd enjoyed so
much the night before.
He lowered his chest to her spiked titties and began to fuck her with deep and slow
deliberate strokes. She responded with perfect timing to every thrust, pressing her pussy
so close their hairs mingled with every inward stroke, clutching the head of his cock
lingeringly in her educated cuntlips at every withdrawal. He soon quickened the tempo
of his fuck thrusts, and she met every move with both an inward and outward
movement of her own.
As the speed of their fucking increased, with her setting the faster pace, he decided that
she was a damned good fuck – and that he didn't want their sexual activities to end
with just the one session. He didn't think she would refuse to make it with him again,
though. She seemed to be just as much in need of plenty of sex as his mother and his
sister – and it was obvious that her husband couldn't come close to keeping her happy.
When he sensed that Diane was about to climax, and knew that he could shoot off at
any time, Ray briefly considered holding back and seeing if she would take his load in
her mouth. That would save a trip to the bathroom, and if she wanted it, he could
dump a second wad in her clasping cunt.
But when she blurted out that she was almost there, then asked him to make it with
her, he began fucking even faster, suddenly wanting to spray her quivering snatch with
the jism churning in his balls.
He felt the spasmodic clutching of her inner lips, the uncontrollable quivering deep
inside the hot, wet channel of her cunt, and he came with her, his pistoning prick
spurting gob after gob of hot fuck juice into her snapping pussy.
They sagged together for a full minute, her cunt still quivering and twitching, while his
drained cock slowly softened and he listened to her heavy breathing and felt her warm
breath in his ear.
"That was great," Diane finally said. "Super great!"
"I think so, too," Ray said, lifting his chest and spotting a towel on the headboard,
wondering when the hot-ass redhead had last been fucked by her husband.
He withdrew his limber cock, wiped, left the towel on her thighs, then stretched out on
his back. Saying that she would be right back, Diane clutched the towel in place over
her cunt and swung from the bed. Ray watched her jiggling ass again as she hurried
from the bedroom, glad that he still had a couple of free hours to spend with Diane
before he had to leave for work.
The experience with the sexy married woman had been very pleasurable so far, and he
was sure that she would soon be back eager to continue. Unless, of course, she had
second thoughts about indulging in her sexual desires and needs with him. She could
get to feeling guilty about cheating on her husband and call a halt to the erotic
adventure. And, even if she wanted and needed more climaxes that morning, she might
not want to make it with him in the future.
He wouldn't let it bother him if Diane felt that she should call it quits, Ray thought. He
didn't want to take too many chances on tangling with the husband, anyway. It wasn't
as if he didn't get enough sex at home, but he was rinding the old saying about variety
being the spice of life to be very true.
"That didn't take long, did it? I did a very good job, just in case, and now I'll make you
fresh and clean."
While speaking, Diane had crossed the room and climbed onto the bed. On her
haunches, her face toward Ray's head, she used a warm, wet wash cloth to clean his
limber cock. By the time she'd finished her self-appointed task, his cock was hard and
thrusting stiffly again.
She planted a wet kiss on the blunt knob, then stretched out beside him, saying that she
guessed she'd better not be too greedy. Eager to lavish his oral attentions upon her
perky titties, Ray rolled over, lifted his head, and tongued the nearest nipple. It jumped
to attention.
"I like that," Diane said. "Does Nancy like to have her tits tongued and sucked?"
Ray moved until he was straddling the redhead, his ass and balls resting lightly on her
lower belly, and started massaging both jutting jugs. Immediately both nipples were
poking stiffly into his palms.
"Yes, and she also likes to do the tonguing and sucking."
"She likes to stimulate you in that manner, you mean."
Ray debated briefly with himself. It had just slipped out about Nancy, as it had popped
into his mind that she would probably like to have a go at hard-nippled tits other than
their mother's big boobies, and she wondered if he should give out with a few facts. He
could pick his words carefully, so as not to let the secret out about Marcia and
Joe, and it might turn out that Diane enjoyed the extra pleasures of gay sex. He guessed
he owed it to Nancy to find out.
Making up his mind, Ray said, "My hot-ass sister goes for just about any kind of sexual
pleasure, I guess. You saw a sample last night when the dog was humping her, you
know. She told me that some girl friend of hers introduced her to lesbianism. The
experience didn't turn her completely gay, of course, so I suppose she would be called a
bisexual. Did you ever make that scene?"
Diane had been staring while arching her boobs up against Ray's massaging hands. She
lowered her back and shoulders and pushed Ray's hands from her spiked jugs.
"I can't talk very well while my tits are being stimulated, Ray. But, yes, I have made
that scene. Not that my husband knows, of course. Does your sister go for anything
other than the passive role?"
"I just told you that she goes for just about any kind of sexual pleasure," Ray said,
lifting and getting on his back beside Diane again, deciding that it might be wise to take
the opportunity to conserve his strength. "I just know what Nancy told me, of course,
but she had no reason to lie to me. It didn't take much encouragement to get her to do
a sixty-nine with the other female, she said, and why don't you guess what I've been
leading up to?"
"Don't make me guess," Diane said, turning over and pressing her body against Ray
and grabbing his thrusting cock. "Tell me what you know damn well I want to hear."
"I feel sorry for Nancy," Ray said, hoping that he wouldn't get his lies mixed up with
the truth and spill the family secret. But he did feel sorry for his sister. She wanted to
sample a new sex partner, too. She was eager to fuck and suck with a male other than
him and their father, of course, but she'd undoubtedly be happy to settle for the
redhead until they could work things out with Marcia and Joe.
"Go on," Diane urged. "Why do you feel sorry for your lovely sister?"
"Her girl friend moved away," Ray lied, watching Diane's fingers caressing his hard
cock. "I know she misses that kind of sex and I thought we could arrange things for the
two of you to get together."
"Just the idea makes my tongue stiffen," Diane said, laughing and kissing Ray's cheek.
Ray hoped that he hadn't backed himself into a corner. Nancy didn't even know that
Diane had seen her getting fucked by Killer. He was sure that his sister would go for
the redhead in a big way, but that would just double the chance for Diane to find out
about the family secret. Why the hell hadn't he just kept his big mouth shut and let
well enough alone?


Chapter 6

"You haven't just been kidding me along for some reason, have you, Ray?"
Diane had lifted her head and was looking at Ray's face. She'd stopped caressing his
stiff cock and just had her fingers wrapped around the thick base.
"I haven't been kidding you," Ray said, meeting Diane's serious eyes. "I'm not sure that
I've done the right thing, though. It might be very difficult to keep my folks from
finding out if we did bring Nancy in on the deal."
"I'm capable of being very careful in such matters," Diane said. "Proof of that is that my
husband has never suspected my many sexual escapades."
"I was thinking more of the possibility of Nancy getting careless," Ray said.
"How about the dog? It seems-"
"You have a good point there," Ray cut in. "I guess if she can keep it a secret about
Killer, she could do the same where you're concerned."
"I'm sure she could," Diane said, smiling. "When are you going to talk to the lovely
girl?"
"She doesn't even know about me coming here, Diane. In fact, I didn't even tell her
about you seeing us last night."
"Maybe you should've told her," Diane said. "From what I saw, along with what you've
told me, it seems to me that she would've gladly swayed her lovely ass over here with
you."
"There's no doubt about that," Ray said. "I wanted to find out your intentions before
mentioning anything to Nancy. I didn't know that you were going to turn on, you
know."
"Let's try and work something out," Diane said. "In the meantime, do you mind if I get
on and take a ride? I don't want you to shoot off, though. I want to finish off this big
beauty with my mouth before you have to leave."
Diane's fingers had started caressing Ray's hard cock again. Her words reminded him of
the session with his beautiful mother the night before. He wondered what the pretty
redhead would say if he were to tell her that Nancy had only had gay sex with Marcia.
"Climb aboard," he said, tweaking her nearest erect nipple. "I'll warn you in plenty of
time and don't forget that I haven't gotten around to sucking your perky titties yet."
"I'll take my joy ride so you can get your mouth on my tits," Diane said, giving him a
quick kiss on the lips. "Are you sure you can hold back?"
"I'm sure," he said. "Don't worry, though. In case it turns out that I lose control, I have
plenty of time to give you a third load."
"The confidence and the strength of the very young," she said, smiling happily.
Keeping a firm grip on Ray's rigid rod, Diane lifted and quickly straddled him. She
lowered her gaping gash almost as quickly, engulfing his cock with one swift motion.
He opened his mouth and took almost half of a firm, hard-nippled boob when it was
offered. He tongued and sucked and she began bouncing on his thrusting prick.
He went to her other jutting tit and gave it the same lavish oral attentions until she
lifted her upper body and braced on her hands and arms. She began fucking faster and
he put a hand on each rounded hip.
She pressed down and started grinding in half-circles, one way and then the other, her
eyes closed tightly, her passion registering on her pretty features. He didn't have any
trouble holding back, as she suddenly tensed and moaned loudly, and he could feel her
cunt spasming around his rock-hard cock.
He made a little hunching movement into her juicy twat when she opened her eyes. He
stroked her smooth butt and returned her smile. Diane lifted her clinging cunt from his
thrusting tool and walked backward on her hands and knees. She slowly and lovingly
licked her own cunt juices from his hard rod, then asked Ray if he was ready for her to
suck him off.
"We still have plenty of time, Diane. Unless you think your husband might come
home, of course."
Diane settled back on her haunches between Ray's legs and trailed her fingertips over
his thighs, still looking at his ramrod-stiff cock. He decided that when he did blast off,
he'd do so in the sixty-nine position. He might as well give Diane more of the pleasure
her husband was too stupid or inhibited to give her.
"I can't get over the fact that you're so wise beyond your years, Ray."
"I just happen to be lucky enough to be raised in the right family," Ray said. Then he
quickly added, "Lucky to have a sister like Nancy, that is."
"You'll talk to her soon?" Diane asked.
"Yes, but it's possible that she'll be embarrassed when she rinds out you saw Killer
putting the prick to her."
"I think I can put her mind at ease about that, Ray. I'll just tell her that it isn't any of
my business. Which it isn't, of course. Hell, if she gets a bang out of screwing a dog, it
isn't anybody's business except her own. Have you ever thought of the pleasure you
could have with two females at the same time?"
"I've given it some thought," Ray said, fighting the impulse to tell the smiling redhead
that he'd been a member of that kind of threesome many times. "Have you thought of
the fact that to get along with Nancy you might have to ball Killer?"
"I rejected the idea of having sex with an animal at first, but I'll admit that the more I
think about it, the more curious I become. I guess I get horny enough to give it a try
with a dog, especially if it meant a chance to make it with Nancy." Diane remained
silent for a few moments, then suddenly asked Ray if they could do something different.
"Well," laughed Ray, "it depends on what it is, though I can't imagine anything I
wouldn't be willing to try with you."
Diane met Ray's eyes, her fingers coming to a halt on his rigid shaft and squeezing.
"Have you ever fucked Nancy in the ass, Ray?"
"My sister's very sensitive back there," Ray said, thinking that the same was true of his
beautiful mother. "Last night when I was taking a shower, she joined me in the stall.
She wanted to take my load in her mouth, but she also wanted to be corn-holed. Since
I'd shot a load earlier, I was able to satisfy her both ways. Well, maybe not really satisfy
her, since I doubt that would be possible, but I lasted long enough while fucking her in
the ass to let her finish me off with one of her expert blow jobs."
"I've never taken a cock this big up the ass," Diane said, seemingly staring at the slit in
the end of his stiff tool. "Right now I'm being pulled both ways just like Nancy was. Do
you think you could last long enough to satisfy me both ways, too?"
"I'm afraid that under the circumstances I can't make any promises," Ray said. "It being
a first and all, but I'll gladly do my best if you like."
Saying that she would gamble, then adding that she really couldn't lose, Diane let go of
Ray's hard cock and got on her hands and knees beside him. He quickly got behind her
lovely butt, hoping that he could keep himself under control long enough to give her
what she wanted.
Diane hiked her ass higher by leaning over and resting her forehead on her crossed
forearms. Ray ran his hands around on the firm and smooth ass flesh, spread the
cheeks, and stared at her tiny asshole. He thought about giving the redhead an extra
thrill, but decided to save the bung-tonguing for another time. And he did think there
would be many more times with the sexy married woman, especially if he fixed her up
with Nancy. Besides, he was too passionate to take the time to tongue the puckered
asshole.
Ray got into position and with one smooth motion sank the length of his throbbing
cock into the wet folds of Diane's cunt. He made a half-dozen slow thrusts, then
withdrew, told Diane to get ready, and placed the blunt end of his hard, wet cock
against the tiny hole of her shitter.
He pushed firmly, and blended a little gasp with Diane's as the swollen cockhead
popped past the tight, elastic ring. He gritted his teeth and fought for control while
desperately trying to adjust to the terrific heat of her bowel. He was successful, and
asked Diane if she was ready.
"Just take it easy at first, Ray!"
He did take it easy, applying steady pressure, slowly shoving his pulsing prick into her
hot, tight ass tunnel inch by inch by inch. He pushed until the entire length of his stiff
prickshaft was buried deep in her butt and he was pressed firmly against the yielding
mounds of her ass.
"I feel so damned stuffed, Ray. But it's beginning to feel good, very good. I'm ready.
Fuck me, Ray. Fuck my ass!"
He pulled his cock out until only the crown remained inside, then plunged it deep up
her hot asshole again. She moaned and squirmed, and he grasped her hips to give
himself better leverage. He began fucking her up the ass, driving his prick deep with
each rhythmic stroke, his lower belly banging against the firm cheeks of her ass, his
balls slapping against the soft wet lips of her pussy.
She started moaning loudly as he fucked away, hunching along with his powerful
thrusts, and he could see her fingers clutching at the sheet and mattress. She spoke, and
her words were muffled, but he understood her telling him to come with her if he
wanted to.
He didn't answer, still wanting to save his load for her mouth as he'd done for Nancy
the night before, and still confident that he could do so. But when she started having an
orgasm even before he had a chance to reach under and stimulate her cunt and clit, her
asshole clutching at his pistoning prick like a thousand tiny fingers, he was very glad
when she blurted out that she'd changed her mind and wanted him to come with her.
He began really pounding the meat to her clinging, clutching asshole, whipping himself
furiously, gripping her wriggling hips tightly to keep his prick from being dislodged.
Her orgasm extended into an entire series and she cried out as his throbbing cock
exploded and flooded her churning bowels with gobs of hot fuck juice.
"That was fabulous," Diane said shortly after they'd slowly ground to a halt. "I might be
sore for a while, but, by damn, it was worth it."
"Try soaking in the bathtub with the water as hot as you can stand it," Ray said. "That's
what Nancy does at times. I hope I didn't get too rough."
"Oh, no," Diane said. "I told you to really put it to me, anyway, so it won't be your
fault if I suffer a little. Besides, I'm really quite tough back there. It's just that your
cock's so big, so long and thick."
"I'm not exactly a giant among men," Ray said, thinking of his father's nine-inch
pecker. "Do you still want me to talk to Nancy?"
"Oh, yes!"
"I'll have time to go home before I go to work at the drug store," Ray said. "My hot-ass
sister will be alone this afternoon, and I'll tell her to give you a call on the phone if
she's interested. How does that sound?"
"Great, Ray! Are you going to tell everything that happened here this morning?"
"Sure. And when I get finished, my dear sister's mouth will be watering for a taste of
your sweet snatch!"


Chapter 7

Nancy Thompson had wandered into the kitchen and was preparing a ham sandwich.
As she took her sandwich to the table and sat down, she thought over her present
situation.
She didn't know what to do about Killer. She got a big bang out of having her pussy
lapped and pronged by the big friendly dog, and Ray hadn't laughed at her or been the
slightest bit upset, but she didn't know how the hell their parents would take the news
if or when they found out.
If she could somehow get Marcia to give it a try with Killer, it would settle half of the
problem. Her mother would really go for the lapping and fucking once she got used to
the idea that the tongue and cock belonged to a dog.
Maybe Joe would accept it in the same spirit Ray had, though. Her father wanted her to
be happy. Proof of that was the fact that he'd often let her pleasure herself with his big
cock even when he wasn't really in the mood. She'd never failed to get his wonderful
fuck-stick erect, in one way or another, but lately he'd been avoiding her quite often.
She'd never forget that first time with Joe. She'd really been surprised when he'd
entered her bedroom. Then, at first, she'd been frightened when he'd started talking,
telling her that he knew about her and Ray, but he'd quickly told her that everything
was all right. It had been all right, too – in all the ways that they'd soon been giving
and receiving wondrous pleasure.
They'd both gone a little off their rockers not long after he'd explained about Ray and
Marcia. He'd buried his face between her thighs even before removing his clothes. She'd
spasmed quickly, but he'd lapped and sucked her tingling twat through another orgasm
before he'd finally stopped. She'd helped him get out of his clothes, almost flipping her
lid when his big ramrod-stiff cock had been revealed. At some point he'd explained that
he hadn't had the nerve to just walk into her room naked.
He'd let her suck his cock all the way to a gushing finish. He hadn't even lost his hard
on. The first time that had happened in a long, long time, he'd told her later. They'd
then fucked long and blissfully, and she'd climaxed time after wonderful time before his
big cock had finally exploded a second time.
"Hi, Nancy. What are you finding so fascinating about that empty plate?"
Nancy looked up and saw her handsome brother standing in the doorway. She'd been
lost in her erotic thoughts and hadn't heard Ray enter the house. She smiled and
glanced at the clock on the wall. It was eleven-thirty.
"Where have you been, Ray? Aren't you going to work? I hope not!"
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait until tonight," Ray said, entering the kitchen and sitting
down across the table from Nancy. "Or until Dad gets home, anyway. I have time for
some news you might welcome, though."
Nancy asked Ray what he meant, then listened with great interest as he quickly told
about his experience with the redhead next door.
"I also did a little lying," Ray continued. "I told Diane you liked to go the gay route, but
I made up a fictitious girl friend who's since moved away. Since she's also bisexual, I
thought you might like to give it a try with Diane. In fact, I told her that if you were
interested, I'd have you call her on the phone."
"Sure I'm interested, but don't you think we're taking quite a chance? She lives so close
by, I mean, and you and I both might slip up and say too much about Mom and Dad."
"I think we've gone too far to stop now," Ray said. "We'll just have to be careful – and
we've had a lot of experience keeping the family secret, you know. Oh, I almost forgot
to tell you something else important. Marcia visited me last night and I brought up the
subject we'd discussed earlier. I told her about banging the two girls and I think she'll
eventually speak to Joe and take up our side."
"You didn't tell her about Killer!"
"No, but you know damned well that sooner or later she'll just about have to know. I
didn't think you were ashamed."
"I'm not," Nancy said. "It's just that I don't like the idea of maybe being laughed at.
What did Mrs. Harkins have to say about it?"
"Diane just said that it was your own business, Nancy. Don't worry about that. Hell, I'd
bet a hundred to one she'll want to give Killer a piece of ass. Are you going to call her?
If so, you'd better wait a few minutes because I left her soaking her butt in the bathtub.
Hey, I'd better get going!"
Ray had glanced at the clock and gotten to his feet. He walked around the table and
placed a hand on Nancy's bare shoulder for a few seconds, told her to have fun, then
hurried from the kitchen.
Nancy had felt a surge of excitement when Ray had mentioned the redhead's
bisexuality. She was still excited by thoughts of having sex with the very attractive
neighbor woman, but she was afraid that Marcia would disapprove. She didn't like the
idea of sneaking around doing things, anyway.
Standing up, Nancy hesitated, then went to the living room. She sat down on a couch
and stared at the nearby telephone. There shouldn't be any danger of Mrs. Harkins
blabbing, she thought. The married woman had sexed it up with Ray, including taking
his cock up her ass, and had been cheating on her husband for years. No, the pretty
redhead wasn't in a position to tell anybody about anything.
Dialing the number, Nancy hoped that Mrs. Harkins had finished soaking her so
recently pronged asshole. Ray had said that the sexy woman had claimed his cock was
the biggest she'd ever taken up the butt. The redhead should have the thrilling
opportunity to get plugged by Joe's big whanger, Nancy thought, listening to the
ringing on the other end of the line.
"Hello."
"Hi. This is Nancy. I had a little talk with Ray before he went to work and he told me
that you wanted me to give you a call."
There was a happy little laugh, then, "I've been waiting and hoping you'd call, Nancy!
Are you alone?"
"Yes, and I will be until around five-thirty. Mom went shopping and I'm sure she'll wait
and ride home with Dad. Are you coming over?"
"If you don't mind, Nancy."
"I'll be waiting," Nancy said.
There was another little laugh, then a click, and Nancy slowly replaced the receiver, a
feeling of excitement building in her mind and in her cunt. She'd have to remember to
pick her words carefully, she thought. She'd have to remember that she'd gained her
experience with a female other than her own mother, too. She wished she'd had more
time to talk to Ray, to ask questions. She also wished that her brother was there with
her. It was always better to have a hard cock handy and ready to take over after the
mutual pussy-lapping and clit-sucking.
Nancy didn't have time for much more thinking – or wishing – before she heard the
front door open and close. She sat up straight when Diane Harkins appeared in the
living-room doorway, remembering that the pretty, smiling redhead had seen her going
down on her brother while getting fucked by a dog.
"You should keep the door locked or the chain hooked, Nancy. When you're alone in
the house, anyway."
"I guess you're right," Nancy said, watching as Diane Harkins entered the room, looked
around, then perched her butt on the wide arm of an easy chair. "Some stranger or even
some neighbor might walk right in and rape me."
A frown flickered over Mrs. Harkins' pretty features. "Just how much did your brother
tell you, Nancy?"
"Enough for me to know and welcome the purpose of your visit, of course, but I think
we should talk a little and get better acquainted before the action starts, don't you?"
"You're right, of course," the redhead said, slipping from the chair arm down onto the
seat cushion. "We can even forget about doing anything and just talk if you want."
"I don't want to do that," Nancy said, smiling, feeling that it was her fault things
seemed to be getting off to such a bad start. "Ray told me that you saw the dog
humping me, Mrs. Harkins."
"I did, Nancy, and please call me Diane. Didn't Ray also tell you that I said it wasn't
any of my business?"
"Yes."
Her eyes on Nancy's bare legs, Diane asked, "What do you want to talk about, honey?
Maybe I should have my head examined for coming here. You're so young and – well,
I feel damned nervous even if I'm trying not to let it show."
"I'm not all that calm myself," Nancy said, her eyes on Diane's legs. Diane was wearing
a light summer frock, the hem hiked quite high above her knees. "I think it best that
we both speak bluntly, Diane. How do you feel after taking Ray's big cock up your
ass?"
"That is blunt!" Diane said, laughing. "I'm just fine, thanks to your brother's advice,
and I'm looking forward to making it with him again and again."
"How about your husband?" Nancy asked. "What if he finds out?"
"As of the moment I simply don't give a damn," Diane replied.
"I'm curious," Nancy said. "Ray told me that you've never had any kind of oral sex with
your husband and yet you sucked my brother's cock like crazy and really dug having
him give you head. Can you explain that?"
"Not really, Nancy. It's just one of those things, I guess. Al's never made a move to go
down on me, and I've never been able to tell him what I wanted. After I started finding
other sex partners, it just seemed easier not to bother changing our routine. Al did rip
off his usual fast piece last night, but if I don't have somebody like Ray, I usually
depend on my fingers. Do you masturbate very often?"
"Just if I happen to get hot when Ray isn't around," Nancy said, wishing she could also
tell about the other, even bigger cock – and about Marcia. She'd bet that her mother
would really go for the redhead. "I do like to frig myself just for a change of pace
sometimes, though, and recently I've also had Killer, you know. Maybe you'd like to
borrow him when you're so hot and you can't stand it."
"I'll keep your kind offer in mind," Diane said, getting to her feet. "Right now, though,
we're either going to stop talking or I'm going to haul my ass home."
"I'll try and not say another word," Nancy said, also standing, her pulse quickening, the
hot and feverish flush of eager anticipation spreading over her body. "Until we both
have at least one climax, anyway!"
Diane didn't say anything. She was hurriedly removing her dress. Nancy had intended
to take the redhead to her bedroom, but she freed her tits as Diane tossed her dress
aside. Staring, Diane removed her bra and dropped it to the carpet. Looking at the
small, perfectly round titties, Nancy kicked out of her sandals, then peeled her shorts
and brief panties down and off together.
Naked, her eyes on Diane, Nancy tried to be graceful as she dropped to the carpet and
stretched out on her back. As soon as Diane was completely naked she moved forward
and eased herself down into Nancy's outstretched arms.
Their parted lips met and they grabbed each other's hard-nippled boobs. Nancy
accepted Diane's eager tongue, then gave her own just as eagerly. Nancy thrilled to the
sweetness of the passionate, tongue-lashing kiss. She was reminded of her sweet, lovely
mother, and she liked the feel of Diane's hands on her tits, her body. She also enjoyed
touching the redhead's smooth flesh, but she fleetingly wished that Ray were there. Or
Joe with his even bigger pleasure-prong.
Diane had lowered her body down tightly against Nancy's body. Kissing feverishly,
their moist cunts rubbing wetly together, their fingers clasping each other's squirming
asses, they went through the motions of man-woman fucking. Nancy had often done
the same with Marcia and she hoped it could be worked out some way for her mother
to enjoy the redhead's charms. And Joe, too, for that matter.
Diane pulled her mouth and tongue from Nancy's, her eyes blazing, then buried her
face beside Nancy's head. Their stiffened clits were making contact and Nancy knew
that it wouldn't take long for the heated action to make her climax.
The redhead didn't keep on with the fucking motions long enough for Nancy to have
an orgasm, though. She wriggled lower and began kissing and licking and sucking
Nancy's sensitive, taut-tipped jugs. Nancy didn't try to check the little moans that began
escaping from between her clenched teeth.
Diane finally left Nancy's big throbbing titties and trailed downward with her moistly
parted lips and licking tongue. Nancy wasn't surprised when Diane didn't take time to
do any inner-thigh kissing and licking, but went directly through her blonde pussy
hairs and began licking her quivering cuntlips.
Nancy lurched upward and grabbed Diane's silky red hair as Diane's hot tongue darted
between her twat lips and probed deep into her steaming cunt.
Then, when Diane's tongue went to her erect passion-button and began lapping, Nancy
began wriggling her ass against the soft carpet and dug her fingers into the redhead's
bobbing scalp.
Diane slipped her hands around and under and gripped Nancy's ass with her strong
fingers. Diane tugged, tilting Nancy's crotch until she could add sucking to the lapping
and Nancy started the wild race to a blissful orgasm.
Nancy cried out as she bucked and lurched through a series of shuddering spasms.
Then, when she finally stopped jerking and jolting and sagged limply, she let go of
Diane's head and hair and spoke for the first time since the wonderful pleasure had
started.
"You're very good, Diane. I just had to tell you that even if I'm talking before I said I
would."
Diane lifted her head, her eyes glazed with passion. She licked her cunt-juiced lips end
smiled. "You didn't speak before you said you would, honey. I melted at the same time
your sweet pussy spasmed."
"I guess I had my eyes closed," Nancy said. "I didn't notice you were squirming your
lovely ass and using your finger."
"I squirmed my ass, but I didn't have to use my finger. It doesn't happen to me like
that very often, not even when I'm sucking a cock."
"Now I won't have to be in all that much of a hurry," Nancy said. "Not for your sake,
anyway. Don't you wish you'd had a hard cock pronging your pussy while you were
going down on me?"
"I do," Diane said, pulling back from between Nancy's legs and getting on her back.
"Do you think we could arrange it so your handsome and horny brother could make it
a threesome?"
"I don't see why not," Nancy said, turning over, lifting, and straddling Diane on her
hands and knees.
Nancy was too eager to get down to Diane's dark-red, fur-lined pussy to take the time
to mash their cunts and clits together. She wasn't in too much of a hurry to cover
Diane's wet lips with her own mouth, though. She enjoyed the faint taste of her own
cunt juice still lingering, and when Diane's tongue darted, she took the time to enjoy
some more tongue-sucking.
She soon moved her mouth and tongue to Diane's spiked titties, though. She'd already
been fondling the small jugs with her fingers, thinking how much smaller they were
than Marcia's big knockers. The erect nipples were much smaller, too, but she got a
bang out of being able to take almost all of the firm boobs into her mouth, each in turn,
and it was almost as if she were lavishing her attentions upon two jutting cocks.
Sensing that Diane was getting a little impatient, and also suddenly eager to get to her
cunt, Nancy tongued her way down over Diane's smooth belly. She jabbed her tongue
around and in the shallow navel, walking backward on her knees and getting between
Diane's long legs at the same time.
Nancy gripped Diane's hips with her fingers and looked at the puffy cuntlips, enjoying
the female smell emanating from the glistening split. The short, dark-red curly hairs
were already parted. She lowered and pressed her mouth to the puffy gash, then shoved
her stiffened tongue deep into the hot and wet folds of clinging cunt flesh.
She heard Diane gasp and felt Diane's fingers grab her head. She tongue-fucked the
juicy cunt in the manner she knew always pleased Marcia, aware enough to compare
the taste. Almost the same, she decided, but the slight difference in taste couldn't really
be called better or worse. It was something like the difference between Ray's cock and
Joe's, she thought. A similar taste, but just enough difference to make lapping and
sucking exciting and interesting. She guessed she'd have to pick Marcia if a choice had
to be made, though. Just as she'd choose a cock before a cunt any time.
"Oh, Nancy, I'm just about to come!"
Nancy continued to swab the folds of quivering twat flesh for a few seconds, then went
to the slippery elongated clitoris. That rigid bump of flesh wasn't as long as Marcia's
passion-button, but she didn't have any trouble adding sucking to her lapping.
Seconds after Nancy began sucking her clit, Diane cried out and spasmed. Nancy held
onto the jerking and jolting redhead's firm ass, enjoying the flood of cunt juice, gulping,
swallowing, dimly wishing there was a pronging prick flooding her own steaming
snatch with hot jism right then.
Nancy kept sucking and lapping cunt until Diane stopped squirming and Diane's
clutching fingers had been removed from her head and hair. She pulled back from the
twitching twat and rested a flushed cheek on one of Diane's smooth, rounded thighs.
"You're very good, Nancy. I didn't think you'd had so much experience."
"I just try to do what I like to have done to me," Nancy said, lifting and stretching out
beside Diane. "I've only been with one other female, if that's what you mean."
"Ray told me about the girl moving away," Diane said. "Do you have sex with other
boys? Men?"
"I promised my parents I wouldn't have sex with my dates," Nancy said. "I don't go out
with guys much, anyway. I enjoy kissing and necking, of course, but it's too damned
frustrating to keep fighting off roaming hands. Besides, I usually have my dear brother
to take care of my needs when I get home."
"It must be difficult to keep your parents from finding out, honey."
"Not really. They seldom go upstairs."
"You and your brother seem to really have it made," Diane said. "You both seem to be
so well-adjusted. It almost makes me wish that I'd had a brother when I was growing
up."
"I think you should think more about the husband you do have now," Nancy said. "I
think if I were you, I'd meet him at the door when he comes home from work and
force myself to tell him a few things. In facts, I just might drop to my knees, pull out
his cock, and start sucking!"
Diane laughed. "I wish I had the guts or whatever it takes to do just that, honey. But
I'm afraid that it might put an end to our marriage, and no matter his faults, I still love
Al."
"I'm afraid I don't understand that kind of love," Nancy said. "Hell, I don't love Ray in
a romantic way, of course, but you'll have to admit that the pleasure we share is a form
of love."
"There are many forms of love, I know, but most people keep their sexual desires and
love on a different plane, Nancy. Especially close relatives. I'm not condemning you and
Ray for what you do, but I'm afraid I can't condone it, either."
"I'm not asking you to condone anything," Nancy said, telling herself that she didn't
have to defend herself for doing something that seemed so right and natural, at the
same time wanting Diane to understand her feelings on the subject. "Sex is supposed to
be the highest expression of love, isn't it? I think so, and you can bet your sweet cunt
that I'm happy to be a member of my loving family!"
"And I'm happy for you," Diane said. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Nancy."
"You didn't hurt anything," Nancy said. "You wouldn't call what we just did and
enjoyed hate, would you?"
"You know I wouldn't, honey. Maybe we'd better change the subject. Or shift to
another version. Maybe tomorrow morning you and Ray could visit me together. I just
might be falling in love with his big cock!"
"Then you'd really go ape over Joe's big whanger! He had nine inches!"
Diane sat upright and looked down at Nancy's face. Meeting the questioning blue eyes,
Nancy decided that she'd really played hell.


Chapter 8

"Ray told me that your entire family goes around the house in the nude, Nancy, but I
don't understand your last statement. Do you mean that your father's cock is nine
inches long when it's hard? And how on earth could you possibly know either way? Is
he so – so frank with you that he told you?"
Thinking that she hadn't really blundered all that badly, Nancy smiled. "He might've
told me if I'd asked, Diane, since we do speak quite frankly with each other in this
happy family, but it just so happens that I overheard my mother mention the length of
my father's cock. It's nine inches when it's hard, but I've seen pictures of cocks that
were much longer."
"Do you mind telling me under what circumstances you overheard your mother?"
"Not at all," Nancy said, deciding that a few lies sprinkled in with the truth would
entertain the sexy redhead and be fun for herself as well. "I was peeking and heard
Mom mention the size of Dad's cock while they were having sex. Do you want me to
go into the details?"
"I guess so," Diane said, lowering her back and shoulders down on the carpet. "Sure!
Why not!"
"The next best thing to having sex is talking about it," Nancy said, turning over on her
side and putting a hand on one of Diane's small boobs. "Marcia and Joe – Ray and I
both call our parents by their first names some of the time – were in their bedroom one
afternoon and they didn't realize that I was anywhere around. They'd left the door open
and I heard the familiar sounds – it wasn't the first time I'd heard them making it
together – I slipped up to the doorway and peeked in."
Diane's nipple had hardened under Nancy's palm, and she slipped a hand down and
cupped Nancy's crotch, but she remained silent. Making everything up as she went
along, Nancy continued.
"Marcia was down between Joe's legs. Her fingers were caressing his big poking prick,
but I could tell that she'd just been sucking his rod. The big cock was glistening with
saliva, I mean, and by then I was already getting hot as hell. Actually, it wasn't long
before I was crouched just out of sight in the hallway, peeking now and then, while I
finger-fucked myself. That's when I heard Mom say something to Dad that I couldn't
make out, then I distinctly heard her refer to his cock as a big nine-inch beauty. It was,
too. It is!"
"What happened then?" Diane asked, her fingers caressing Nancy's cuntlips.
"Marcia started sucking Joe's stiff cock again, taking just about all of the hard meat, and
he told her to swing around. She moved around in a hurry, settling her cunt down over
his mouth, and while Marcia spasmed with Joe's tongue in her twat, I spasmed with my
finger in mine."
"Didn't your father get his gun while you were peeking?"
"Not right away," Nancy said, unable to keep from squirming her ass as Diane's thumb
and forefinger parted her pussylips. "Mom got on top and bounced for a while, then
Dad got on top and pronged her. He still didn't make it after one hell of a long time
and she told him to fuck her dog-fashion. He did, and she came at least twice – and he
still hadn't shot off. She finally told him to try corn-holing her. He did, making it after
a couple of minutes and I again melted around my frigging finger while Dad's huge
prick spurted a load in Mom's asshole."
"I'm turned on again," Diane said, rolling over on her side and shoving a finger deep
into Nancy's cunt. "Your talk about cocks and cunts and fucking really has me
steaming."
"I don't want to settle for your finger," Nancy said, clamping the cunt down on Diane's
probing digit. "Not when there's a cock right out there in the backyard. You don't
mind, do you?"
"I guess not," Diane said, pulling her finger from Nancy's clinging pussy and rolling
over on her back again. "I don't mind watching, that is. I don't think I want to take on
a dog's cock."
Nancy quickly scrambled to her feet. She did have a need that only a hard cock could
come close to satisfying, and Killer had the only prick available right then. Besides, she
thought, her eyes flicking over Diane's naked body, the redhead had already seen Killer
fucking her – and being so sexy the lovely woman might change her mind.
"Maybe you'd better put your dress on," Nancy said, meeting Diane's eyes. "I've got
Killer trained not to try and hop me unless I'm naked and on my hands and knees, but
if he spots you like that, you might get a cold nose shoved into your pussy. Or a long,
hot tongue lapping through your sweet gash!"
Diane let out a nervous little giggle. "That might not be so bad!"
Smiling and winking, Nancy turned and hurried from the room, returning with Killer
after a few minutes.
Diane had put her dress on, but her bra and panties were still on the carpet where she'd
tossed them. She was sitting on the couch, and when she saw Nancy and Killer, she
laughed and said that she was impatiently waiting for the floor show to start.
"I'd like to try an experiment," Nancy said, leading the German shepherd on into the
room. "You just stay where you are, Diane, and I'll turn Killer loose and see what he
does when you call him."
"I'm not very enthusiastic about the idea," Diane said. "I've always been a little afraid of
all animals, really, and I'd just as soon skip any experimenting."
"Okay, if that's how you feel," Nancy said. "I just wanted to see if I could bring Killer
into the house – or take him anywhere, for that matter – without him trying to mount
any female he might see. I'm almost sure he'll obey me. I mostly wanted to see what
he'd do if I didn't give him orders."
"Just be sure you keep him under control," Diane said. "Come here, Killer."
Nancy let go of the dog's collar. He padded over to Diane and stood before her,
wagging his tail, and all he did was lick her hand when she first reached out to stroke
his head.
"Nice doggie," Diane said. "He isn't making a move toward me, Nancy. Maybe I just
don't have what it takes to turn him on."
"The experiment seems to have been a success," Nancy said, getting down on the carpet
on her back, lifting her knees, and spreading them apart. "I guess he won't embarrass
anybody by trying to lap or mount a female when she has her crotch covered."
"Maybe he's just jaded," Diane said, continuing to pet Killer on the head. "Has he
fucked you lately?"
"No," Nancy said. "Not since last night when you helped get all this started. Come
here, Killer. Meal time, boy!"
The big animal immediately turned and went to Nancy. She used her fingers to spread
her outer cuntlips. Killer didn't even sniff around her crotch first. His long hot tongue
began lapping her juicy gash and she looked over at the staring redhead.
"I guess you can imagine just how damned good his big, hot, wet tongue feels, Diane.
Is his pecker sticking out yet?"
"God, yes! I didn't realize it'd be so long! It's almost as big as Al's!"
Diane had scooted her ass out to the very edge of the seat cushion, and her dress had
hiked up high enough for Nancy to see her curly red pussy hairs.
Nancy put her hands on her hips and tilted her butt enough for Killer to get his tongue
on her asshole. The horny dog lapped from her twitching bung to her tingling clit again
and again, sending her passion soaring, but she pushed him away before getting too far
along on the blissful journey.
"Come on and give it a try, Diane. You can at least let him have a taste of your sweet
snatch. You can see he's being very patient, even though he's got a hard-on. I'll keep a
firm grip on his collar to make sure he doesn't do anything to scare you."
While speaking, eager for Diane to be a participant as well as an observer, Nancy had
gotten to her feet and grabbed Killer's collar. The dog had settled back on his
hindquarters, his bright-red prick all the way out and glistening, his mouth open and
his tongue hanging out.
Diane silently got to her feet and took her dress off. When she was standing there
naked, Killer looked, but he didn't make a move toward her. Nancy didn't have to do
any more urging to get the lovely married woman down on the carpet.
Waiting until Diane was in position, her knees lifted and parted, her puffy gash gaping
without the use of her ringers, Nancy tugged on the sitting dog's dollar and told him to
go lap the pretty pussy.
Nancy didn't keep a very firm grip with her fingers, but Killer moved forward slowly,
sniffing even before he got close, then making Diane gasp when his cold nose made
contact with one of her inner thighs. Then, as the dog's tongue licked up between her
parted cuntlips, she let out a little moan and used her fingers to expose the folds of
inner cunt flesh to the lapping tongue.
"Lift your butt up so he can also get to your bunghole, Diane."
Following Nancy's instructions, Diane was soon squirming heatedly as Killer lapped her
from asshole to clit. Seeing that the sexually excited dog had started making little
hunching movements, his unsheathed cock actually trembling, Nancy decided that
she'd better call a halt to the licking and lapping before Killer tried to mount Diane.
"That's enough, boy! Come on, Killer, it's show time!"
Nancy didn't have any trouble pulling Killer back, but she could tell that the horny dog
was waiting for Diane to get into position for a fuck.
"What a tongue," Diane said. "What a tonguing! A couple more minutes and I
would've melted!"
"You can make that scene later," Nancy said. "After Killer pops his nuts a couple of
times, he'll be content to lap pussy for a long, long time.
You'd better stand up before I let go of his collar and get on my hands and knees.
Unless you want to take him on now. If so, just flip over and I'll help him climb
aboard."
Saying that she would just watch, Diane scrambled to her feet. Nancy dropped to her
knees beside Killer, then gave a little backward push as she let go of his collar. By the
time she had her hands on the carpeted floor, the dog was already hunching and trying
to mount her.
She knew that Killer could eventually get his prick in her twat without any help, as
she'd been patient enough to let him do so a couple of times, but she wanted to show
Diane how to do the guiding – as well as being in a hurry to get his stiff, pointed cock
in her aching cunt.
Balancing on one hand and arm, Nancy reached back and cupped her hand just under
the gaping hole the hunching dog was trying to find with his thrusting cock. The
slippery rod made contact with her cupped, guiding hand, and as the hot cocktip
started into her welcoming pussy, she returned her hand to the floor.
Killer began humping fast and furiously, and Nancy hunched along with his hot
pistoning prick, knowing that it wouldn't take very long for the dog's knotted cock to
explode and wanting to have an orgasm when the doggy jizz sprayed her quivering
cunt.
"God, what a sight! I think I'm going to have to let Killer prong the hell out of me like
that!"
Nancy heard Diane's loud words just as her own clasping cunt was flooded by Killer's
spurting fuck cream. She spasmed just as the dog began slowing his thrusts. By the time
Killer stopped humping, his cock still hard and buried deep in her flooded box, Nancy
had recovered enough to quickly pull away by walking forward on her hands and knees.
Just as quickly flopping over on her back and spreading her legs, Nancy looked up and
met Diane's blazing eyes after Killer moved in and began lapping her oozing cunt.
"I had to move fast or he would've started banging me again, Diane. His cock hasn't
softened, has it?"
"Hell, no! The damn thing's still just as hard as ever! How many times can he shoot off
like that?"
"Without any rest? I don't know. Twice with me is all in a short period of time. He
never fails to get a hard-on. Do you want to take his second load, Diane? Then we'll try
for a third and a fourth if you want to."
"Let me get through the first time before we talk about a second for me," Diane said,
with the little giggle Nancy had started to expect from time to time.
Afraid Diane might change her mind about letting Killer fuck her, Nancy pushed the
dog away and got to her feet. She patted Diane's firm ass and told the nervous woman
not to worry, that she'd even do the guiding.
Killer was sitting, his red cock still sticking out of its sheath. He was also panting, his
tongue hanging out as usual. Curious, Nancy ordered him to sit while Diane was
getting on her hands and knees. He looked up at her and barked once, but he remained
back on his haunches.
Wanting to make it as easy on Diane as possible, Nancy took hold of Killer's collar and
led him to Diane's lovely uplifted ass. She didn't let go until he was hunching up to get
his cock in, then quickly dropped to her knees and aimed the slippery rod into Diane's
pussy.
Killer started right out humping like crazy, as usual, and Nancy got a big kick out of
watching the heated fucking and listening to Diane's moans of pleasure. Diane hunched
along in harmony with the big dog's pronging prick and between little gasps and moans
kept saying that the sensation was great, great, great.
Killer lasted longer than he had when he fucked Nancy. Diane suddenly blurted out
that she was coming and tensed, but the dog didn't falter and Diane soon began
meeting his fast thrusts again. Nancy knew when Killer was about to shoot his wad by
the slightly faster and more jerky strokes, and she told Diane to brace herself for the
flood.
"You don't think I know that he's about to come, honey? God, what a fuck! What a
fabulous fuck I'm getting from your fucking dog! There he goes! Oh, I'm coming, I'm
coming again!"
The German shepherd didn't try to dismount when he finally stopped humping. Nancy
stood up, grabbed his collar, and pulled him off and away, seeing that his wet cock was
slowly slipping back into its protective sheath. Diane remained on her hands and knees
and Nancy held onto the collar and let the willing dog lick the woman's dribbling cunt
and puckered asshole.
"That's enough," Diane finally said, walking forward on her hands and knees. "I think
I'm going to ask my dear backward husband to buy me a dog!"
"That sounds like a good idea," Nancy said, wondering if she should mention a few
thoughts she'd been having about Al Harkins.
"How long do you think it'll take for Killer to get another hard-on, Nancy?"
Diane was still on her hands and knees, but she'd swung her ass around and was
looking at Killer. The dog had settled back on his haunches and Nancy was still holding
onto his collar.
"I suppose I could get him ready with my fingers right now, Diane, but I think he
deserves a rest. Are you serious about buying a dog?"
"I'm going to give it some very serious consideration, honey. Not that I think a dog's
cock can really take the place of a man's."
"This is just something extra," Nancy said. "An extra pleasure like the gay stuff that
could never take the place of making it with a man. Sit right there, Killer. Stretch out if
you want to."
Killer barked twice, then stretched out on the carpet when Nancy removed her fingers
from his collar and took a few backward steps and sat down on the couch.
"You know, you're like your brother," Diane said, smiling. "Wise far beyond your years.
As well as being a very good sex partner, of course."
"Would you mind if your husband fucked me, Diane? Would you be jealous if I sucked
his cock and got him to go down on me?"
Diane stared for a moment, then laughed. "Hell, honey, anything you can do to turn
my husband into the kind of man I need and want will be perfectly all right with me!"
"Now all we have to do is figure out how to go about turning your husband into a
swinging, free-wheeling stud," Nancy said. "If you're serious, of course."
"Oh, I'm serious all right," Diane said. "I don't think I'd be jealous even if I saw you
and Al sexing it up. In fact, it's exciting to think about how it'd be if the three of us
made it together. If or when you taught him how to enjoy lapping a pussy and getting
his cock sucked, I mean."
The thought was also exciting to Nancy. She'd been day-dreaming about how it would
be to fuck and suck with a male other than her brother and father – and Killer – and it
now seemed that she had a perfect opportunity to turn the fantasies into reality. If she
could figure out a way to seduce Al Harkins without it becoming common knowledge,
of course. It was also possible that Diane's husband would reject any advances.
"How about me visiting you this evening, Diane? After a few minutes you could say
you were going to visit my mother and leave me alone with your husband. I'd then just
kind of play it by ear, but I'd go all-out and try and turn Al on enough to make him
lose his inhibitions."
"Al's supposed to go play poker with some of his buddies tonight," Diane said. "Still, I
think he'd cancel poker-playing for a chance at a lovely young girl like you. If he didn't,
or doesn't, there isn't much chance of turning him into the kind of an uninhibited
husband I'd like for him to be."
"Then it's a deal," Nancy said, wondering if she dared to tell Marcia about Diane's
bisexuality. Her mother could then have some fun with the sexy redhead in one of the
bedrooms without her father being any the wiser. No, Marcia would probably tell Joe,
and Joe would raise hell because she and Ray had let Diane in on part of the family
secret. She could tell her father about being caught by Diane, though-leaving out the
part about Killerand he'd know that it wasn't really all her fault the way things had
happened.
"What are you thinking about, Nancy? Trying to get ideas on how to seduce my
husband?"
"Along with other things," Nancy said. "Everything seems to have gotten damned
complicated all of a sudden, and not so long ago everything seemed so simple. Not that
I'm sorry things worked out this way. I'm glad, really – happy's a better word – but
you have to admit there's been a drastic change in both our lives."
"I've been ready for a drastic change in my life for a long, long time, Nancy. I just hope
your young life isn't fouled up because of me."
"Don't worry about that right now," Nancy said. "I wasn't really complaining. I'm glad
things've worked out so well, and I hope it keeps on that way. I think Killer's ready for
some more action if you are."
"Time is flying by," Diane said, getting to her feet. "After we enjoy your dog's tongue
and cock again, I'd like for us to put him outside, freshen ourselves, and have another
go at each other."
"You talked me into it," Nancy said, smiling. "Why don't you go first with Killer? By
yourself, I mean. You need the practice in case you borrow him when I'm not around.
Besides, if you do buy a dog, you'll know more about how to train him."
Diane hesitated for a few seconds, then silently dropped to her hands and knees. She
swung her ass around toward Killer, then called his name. He perked up his ears,
looked, and slowly got to his feet. He looked at Nancy, but she didn't say anything.
Diane called his name again, he barked once, then padded over and began licking her
pussy and the crack of her ass.
"Is he getting a hard-on?" Diane asked.
"His pecker's beginning to slip out of its sheath," Nancy said. "The knot's already
starting to form. That's one thing a man doesn't have. That knot's a real cunt-tickler!
His prick's all the way out, Diane. He's getting ready to mount you. Put your hand
back and help him get his dick in."
Diane didn't follow Nancy's instructions until Killer had made a few jabs without
success. The dog started his usual fast fucking movements once his cock was embedded
in the woman's twitching cunt, and Diane moved right along with the swift thrusts.
Killer lasted longer than he ever had before. Diane climaxed twice, shrieking and
moaning with joy, and even before Killer shot his third load, Nancy decided that she'd
skip her turn.
Time was flying by. And there was no use pooping Killer out since she could let him
fuck her just about any time. Besides, she could have Ray or Joe or both that evening,
as well as a chance at Diane's husband – and she wanted to have another cunt-lapping
session with Diane that afternoon.
After Killer shot off, Diane pulled out from under him and got on her back. He cleaned
her pussy with his lapping tongue, and Nancy got up and stood by until Diane said
she'd had enough.
"I'm going to put Killer out now, Diane. Let's take a shower together, then go to my
bedroom."
"Sure, honey. Anything you want is all right with me."
Killer willingly allowed Nancy to lead him to the back door. She let him out and took
Diane to the bathroom upstairs. They showered, playing around and having a lot of fun
with the soap and water, then dried each other off. In Nancy's bedroom and on the bed,
they kissed and caressed for a while, then got in the classic lesbian position. They
tongued and sucked each other's twats for almost an hour, but all the while, in the back
of her mind, Nancy was making plans for the evening.


Chapter 9

Nancy had dinner just about prepared when her parents got home. She was tossing the
salad when her mother came into the kitchen, put an arm around her waist, then kissed
her on the cheek.
"This was nice of you, honey. I appreciate the help. What did you do today? Anything
exciting?"
"I slept late," Nancy said. "I have rib-eye steaks, French fries, and this salad, Mom. Do
you think it'll be enough?"
"Plenty," Marcia said. "It was sweet of you to fix dinner, Nancy. I'll set the table and
then do the dishes."
"We're both sweet girls," Nancy said, smiling. "Will you do me a favor, Marcia."
"Sure, honey. If lean."
"I want you to talk to Dad about letting me behave like most of the other girls with
their dates. Ray feels the same way about his dates. We talked it over and we think
we're old enough to-"
"It wouldn't do any good," Marcia cut in. "I visited Ray last night and he told me how
you and he feel. He also told me about the two girls he screwed. Maybe I picked the
wrong time, but I talked to Joe on the way home. He didn't seem to mind about Ray,
but he thinks that you should wait another year or two."
"That isn't fair, damn it! He's just jealous and that isn't – well, it isn't healthy!"
"Most fathers are jealous where their daughters are concerned," Marcia said calmly. "Joe
has a special reason for being jealous of you, honey, and he's also afraid of possible
serious trouble."
"That doesn't make much sense," Nancy said. "The serious-trouble bit, I mean. What
makes him think I'd blab when I don't now?"
"I made that point, Nancy, so I suppose the basic reason is jealousy. He doesn't go
outside of the family for sex, you know, and he'd probably be just as jealous if I were to
go with another man."
"You do sometimes think about making it with another man, don't you, Mom?"
"That has nothing to do with our discussion, Nancy. Besides, the thought isn't the same
as the deed."
"I'm going to talk to Joe," Nancy said. "Maybe I'll have better luck. You don't mind, do
you?"
"Just don't use threats," Marcia said, her eyes and expression serious.
"I won't," Nancy said, knowing that she would never carry out any threats even if she
became desperate enough to make them. "Don't worry, Mom. After I talk to Dad and
he still insists that I wait about making it with a boy or a man – well, I'll just wait."
"I wish you luck, honey," Marcia said, patting Nancy's cheek. "To be perfectly honest,
I've been having some exciting fantasies lately myself."
The evening meal was eaten in more silence than usual. There was friendly chit-chat
about nothing of importance and Nancy's father never did quite meet her eyes. She was
sorry that her mother had spoken to him first. She knew him well enough to know that
once he said "no", he seldom changed his mind. Still, she figured that she had a fairly
good chance of getting her way by telling Joe about Diane Harkins.
Joe left the table and kitchen first, after complimenting Nancy on cooking such a good
meal, and Marcia repeated her offer to do the dishes and clean the kitchen. Nancy was
suddenly very nervous, but she managed a weak smile when her beautiful mother again
wished her luck.
"I'd like for you to join us a little later, Mom. Maybe you can back me up with some
moral support, and if Dad gets one of his long-lasting hard-ons, I might also need some
help in that way."
Marcia laughed. "You'd better haul your lovely butt out of here before I decide to go
with you right now!"
Successfully resisting the temptation to fill her mother in on all the details right then
and there, Nancy hurried from the kitchen. She had put on clothes before starting
dinner, as she'd discovered from experience that hot splattering grease made it
impractical to cook while in the nude.
She'd picked a lightweight summer dress and had decided to restrain her big tits with a
bra so that she wouldn't have to go upstairs before going next door.
Joe was sitting on a couch in the living room watching a newscast. Glancing at the
clock on the wall, Nancy saw that the program would be over in a few minutes. She
picked a chair near the television set, ready to snap it off as soon as the news ended.
Her father looked at her, smiled, then turned his attention back to the screen. Nancy
pretended to listen while trying to elaborate on the half-formed plans she'd had
whirling through her mind since agreeing to try to introduce Al Harkins to the
pleasures of cunt-lapping and cocksucking.
"All right, Nancy, turn the damn set off and tell me what you have on your mind. Not
that I don't already know, of course, but I'm a believer in giving everybody a fair
hearing."
Nancy looked at Joe and got to her feet, snapping the set off.
"I'm not sure I know what you mean," Nancy said, stalling for a little more time,
walking over and standing in front of her handsome father.
"Didn't Marcia tell you about the talk we had on the way home?"
"She did," Nancy said, remembering the time when Joe would've already slipped his
hands up under her dress. But she had become more and more demanding – and he
also had Marcia's desires to contend with.
"My answer's still the same," Joe said.
"I don't think you've thought this whole thing through," Nancy said, forcing a smile.
"After all, you can't keep me for yourself much longer, anyway, so why make such a big
fuss now? Mom said you weren't all that concerned about Ray having sex outside the
family, Dad. What's the difference?"
"It's different with a male, Nancy. I don't want you to get a reputation as being a cheap
little slut."
"I wouldn't go around flopping for just anybody," Nancy said, dropping to her knees
between Joe's legs. She tugged the zipper down, reached in and pulled his big limber
cock out. "I wouldn't drop to my knees before just any guy, either. Mostly I just want
permission so that I won't have to worry about being dishonest with you in case I do
get hot and give it a go with a date sometime."
Nancy had been stimulating her father's cock with her fingers. The rod was about half
hard. She slipped her lips over the knob, twirled her tongue, and started a gentle
suction. The velvety knob grew hard and the shaft stiffened into a throbbing hard-on.
Keeping the blood-engorged crown in her mouth and sucking more vigorously, Nancy
moved her clenched fingers up and down on the pulsing rod. She wasn't trying for a
spurting reward, as Joe could take greedy sucking for ten to fifteen minutes without
even trying to hold back. She just wanted to get him as horny as possible before telling
him about the couple next door.
"You aren't going to be able to change my mind with your sweet mouth or with your
sweet pussy, baby. I'll admit that I'm jealous, as your mother accused me of being, and
if you have sex with anybody other than Ray or me, you'll do so against my wishes."
Nancy removed her sucking mouth and twirling tongue from Joe's hard cockhead and
met his eyes. "How about a female other than Marcia? Would you be jealous?"
"I don't know. I'd have to give it some thought. I don't think I would be, though. Not
that I want you to turn gay, Of course. Now, baby, since I've listened to you and
haven't changed my mind, I suggest that we continue where we can be more
comfortable."
Willing to delay more talk because of her own soaring excitement, but still determined
to go next door with or without permission, Nancy let go of her father's erect cock and
got to her feet. He stood up and she wasn't surprised when he picked her up and
carried her to the master bedroom.
Joe playfully tossed Nancy onto the bed. She bounced up and down a few times, then
sat upright and slipped out of her dress. She removed the restraining bra, fell backward,
and watched her father as he quickly got rid of his clothes. Looking at his big jutting
prick, she thought of Diane and how that sex-hungry married woman would enjoy his
big fuck-stick. Joe would also enjoy Diane's shapely body and sweet pussy – as would
Marcia – and later they'd both be thanking her, Nancy thought, parting her legs as Joe
climbed onto the bed.
Thrilling to her father's lips and tongue on her inner thighs, Nancy squirmed her ass,
wanting him to give her a quick release with his mouth before shoving his big beauty
into her quivering cunt. He lifted, grinned, and told her not to worry, that he was going
to give her a spine-tingling cunt-lapping.
She started to tell him that he was really only giving her what he also wanted, but
before she had a chance, he ducked his head back down and planted a wet kiss on her
moist pussylips. She lifted her ass inches from the mattress when his tongue slithered
into her cunt.
He had been gripping her hips with his fingers. He slipped his hands under and
grasped her butt, probing deep into her snatch with his stiffened tongue, and she
lowered her ass down on his clasping fingers. Nancy squirmed and moaned with
pleasure as her father's educated tongue swabbed the sensitive walls of her twitching
twat.
It wasn't long before Joe's hot, slippery tongue went to Nancy's swollen clit and began
lapping the hard bump of flesh. Her fingers went to his head and entangled in his hair
while she opened her cunt even more fully to him, shuddering all over as his tongue
expertly stimulated the elongated passion-button.
She was soon balanced right on the brink of an orgasm. He suddenly enclosed her
tense, sensitive clitoris with his lips and began sucking. In a long, violent convulsion,
she erupted. Her hot cunt juices flowed and were hungrily licked and sucked up while
she bucked and lurched and tossed wildly, her fingernails digging into his bobbing
scalp.
He sucked and lapped her cunt through an entire series of spasmodic orgasms. She
moaned and wriggled and cried out as the wondrous waves of ecstasy went on and on.
She finally removed her hands from his head and forced her body to stop thrashing
around. He lifted his face, ran his tongue around his wet lips, and asked if she was
ready to be fucked.
Nancy wanted to ask Joe how he'd like to fuck the attractive redhead next door, but at
the moment she was too eager to have his big cock in her own cunt to take a chance on
distracting him. Besides, while speaking he had pulled his hands from under her ass
and moved his big poking prick in close to her dribbling gash.
She put a hand down to do the guiding. She could feel his hard cock throbbing, but
from experience she knew that he wasn't anywhere near an explosive finish. She let out
a little moan as the swollen cockhead eased into her hot, succulent pussy. Having her
cunt lapped and sucked was great, but there was nothing better than a hard pronging
prick, she fleetingly thought.
Joe slowly shoved all of his big rigid tool into Nancy's palpitating cunt, remaining
braced on his hands and arms, the pleasure he was experiencing registering in his
blazing eyes and on his handsome features. She smiled and briefly worked her cunt
muscles around his deeply embedded cock, thinking, as she so often had, how easy it
was to adjust to the extra two inches of hard meat. Would it be as easy the other way?
With a cock two inches shorter than Ray's? Diane had mentioned the size of Al's cock
at some point.
"Is it all right if I turn this into a threesome?"
Nancy and Joe both looked toward the doorway. Marcia, smiling brightly, moved closer
to the bed and began taking off her clothes. Chuckling, Joe teasingly asked Marcia if
there was any way she could be chased from the bedroom except by force. Nancy
smiled her welcome, glad her mother had joined them so soon, because of the extra
amount of pleasure possible – and because she decided it would be better to talk to
both of her parents at the same time about Diane and Al Harkins.
Joe lowered his chest against Nancy's tingling titties before Marcia finished undressing.
Nancy felt her hard nipples digging into his firm flesh. She put her arms around his
neck and pulled his mouth to hers. They kissed, using their tongues, and he slipped his
hands down to her hips.
He soon broke the tongue-lashing kiss and started fucking her, burying his face beside
hers. He began with slow and steady deep in and almost out thrusts and she answered
with counterthrusts of her own. She also wriggled her ass against the mattress and he
slipped his hands on under and grasped an ass-cheek with each one.
"Pour the meat to me," she said, mostly for Marcia's benefit, as she knew her mother
liked to hear all kinds of erotic verbal expressions. "Jab your big cock in my hot pussy
fast! Fuck me right through the bed and on through the floor!"
Joe's only answer was to quicken the tempo of his powerful fuck strokes. Nancy
matched the faster pace, wriggled her ass, and wrapped her legs around his lean waist.
She locked her ankles and again worked on his hard prick with her cunt muscles. She
was sure that it was too soon to make his big cock explode and spray her clasping cunt,
but she wanted to give him all the pleasure possible.
Nancy's efforts turned her on and she didn't try to halt the wild race toward a climax.
Marcia was naked by then, standing beside the bed and staring at her husband's
humping ass while massaging her own big jugs.
Blurting out that she was coming, Nancy wriggled her ass more wildly and clamped her
legs even more tightly around Joe's waist. He really poured the hard meat to her,
somehow driving his cock even deeper into her clasping, spasming cunt. She hunched
upward and tensed, mashing their crotch hairs together in little grinding motions, then
slumping her ass back down on the bed.
Marcia climbed onto the bed, slapped her husband on the ass and told him to hurry
and pull his cock out of Nancy's sweet pussy. Joe obeyed as soon as Nancy unwrapped
her legs, flopping over on his back, his wet cock jutting toward the ceiling. Marcia
made a few swipes on the glistening shaft with her tongue, briefly sucked the swollen
knob, then moved over between Nancy's legs.
While Marcia was going down on Nancy's tasty twat, making slurping sounds with her
greedy mouth, Joe moved higher on the bed, turned on his side, and offered Nancy his
stiff prick. She turned her head, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed the cockhead
and about two inches of the rigid rod. She sucked, using one hand to fondle his heavy,
body-hugging balls, putting her other hand on Marcia's bobbing head.
Seeming to sense that the position was awkward for Nancy, Joe lifted, careful not to
dislodge his cock, and straddled her upper body. He lowered his balls and ass down on
her upper belly, just below her poking tits, supporting most of his weight on his knees
and folded legs. Nancy had removed her hand from Marcia's head when Joe had started
his move. Now, as his long shaft was resting in the deep valley between her jutting
titties, she used her hands to push her firm, hard-tipped jugs inward to form a fleshy
sheath.
Joe began making hunching movements, fucking Nancy between her boobs and in her
sucking mouth, and she began trying desperately for a spurting reward. But she failed
to make her father's cock explode while she was spasming under her mother's expert
cunt-lapping.
As soon as Marcia lifted her mouth from Nancy's juicy cunt, she announced that she
wanted to be fucked. Joe quickly pulled his cock from Nancy's mouth, she stopped
pressing her tits against his big tool, and he lifted and was ready to mount Marcia by
the time she was on her back.
Marcia's head was near Nancy's. After she'd guided Joe's prick into her pussy and they
started fucking, she slipped a hand under Nancy's head and pulled Nancy's mouth to
her own. They kissed passionately, taking turns licking each other's inner lips, while Joe
remained braced on his hands and arms and kept up a steady pronging in Marcia's
cunt. Nancy knew the latter because she put a hand on her father's humping butt, now
and then running a finger up and down the crack of his ass.
Nancy could tell when her mother spasmed. Marcia pulled her mouth and tongue away
and rolled her head from side to side. Nancy, her own head lifted, looked at her
mother's passion-contorted face and swirling hair, deciding that it might be a good idea
to tell about Diane right then.
But Joe asked her if she wanted to take a ride, withdrew his stiff cock from Marcia's
cunt, and got on his back again. Nancy followed, but she didn't mount her father's
thrusting tool right away. She licked Marcia's tasty cunt juice from the big hard dong
first, then took the time to suck the swollen knob for a full minute before moving to a
squatting position and easing her cunt down over the poking cock.
Nancy began bouncing rhythmically, riding so as to make contact with her clit, and Joe
reached up and began fondling her jiggling jugs. Marcia got around behind Nancy and
Nancy knew that Marcia was down licking Joe's sperm-laden nuts. Soon she felt
Marcia's tongue touching her clinging cuntlips from time to time and she knew that her
mother was licking Joe's cock during each short period the greater part of it was
exposed.
After a couple of minutes Marcia moved higher, jabbed the tip of her hot tongue
against Nancy's asshole a few times, then said that she wanted to take a ride. Nancy
had been coasting, deciding that she'd spasmed enough for a while, and as soon as she
dismounted Marcia took her place on Joe's thrusting prick.
Nancy got down behind Marcia's bouncing ass, licked Joe's saliva-coated balls, then
licked his wet shaft all the way up to Marcia's stretched and clinging pussylips. She also
jabbed her stiffened tongue against Marcia's puckered bung, grabbing Marcia's sleek
hips and bobbing her head up and down, keeping on with the cunt-tonguing and ass
reaming until Marcia had an orgasm.
"It won't be much longer," Joe announced shortly after Marcia stopped all movement
with his cock still buried to the hilt in her twat.
"Let's share the cream," Nancy said after she'd pulled her jabbing tongue from Marcia's
asshole. "Okay, Mom?"
"Sure, honey," Marcia said, lifting from Joe's big poking pleasure-prong. "Go first, baby,
but be sure and save some for me."
Nancy took the juice-coated cock into her mouth and deep into her throat, greedily
sucking up and down, not surprised when Joe didn't put his hands on her bobbing
head. The three of them had enjoyed the delightful routine many times and Marcia had
been kidding about saving some of the tasty cream for her. At that time, anyway, as Joe
was good for another few minutes before shooting off.
After about sixty seconds Nancy lifted and let Marcia take a turn. Marcia sucked for
about the same length of time, then Nancy took over again. By switching around like
that, Nancy knew, it helped Joe enjoy the sucking much longer and she and Marcia also
both got more pleasure while waiting to share the spurting reward.
They each took three turns and the fourth time Nancy felt the tell-tale expansion
immediately after she engulfed the cockhead. She sucked only the blood-engorged
knob, squeezing the loaded balls, and jacked her fist up and down on the stiff shaft with
fast, jerky motions.
She heard Joe groan and the sperm spewed forth and splattered against the roof of her
mouth. She felt Marcia's cheek pressed close to hers, clamped down on the spurting
cock with her clenched fingers, stopped sucking after the second spurt, then pulled her
cum-flooded mouth away. Marcia's lips immediately slipped over the swollen knob and
Nancy loosened the grip of her fingers, let the thick cream flow down her throat, and
watched as Marcia greedily sucked and swallowed until the huge cock started to become
limber.
Knowing that she had to start talking, feeling that she had stalled too long, Nancy
swung from the bed when Marcia let Joe's softening cock slip from her mouth and
stretched out beside him.
Standing beside the bed, trying to speak slowly enough so that she wouldn't have to
repeat too much, Nancy told about Diane coming over the night before and seeing her
blowing Ray – leaving out the part about Killer fucking her – then went on and told
about Ray visiting Diane that morning and her conversation with her brother.
"Go on," Joe said. "I understand that the redhead happened to come over last night to
visit your mother, she saw you sucking your brother's cock, ran out, then willingly had
'all kinds of sex with Ray when he went next door this morning. Is that right?"
"Yes," Nancy said. "And while Ray was sexing it up with Diane, he discovered that she
never had any kind of oral sex with her husband and has been cheating on him for
years. Ray also found out that she likes to make the gay scene."
"Diane has never indicated to me in any way that she goes for gay sex," Marcia said.
"Maybe she just has the ability to keep such desires under control," Nancy said. "Like
you – like me."
"Nancy has a good point there," Joe said, looking at Marcia and chuckling. "Don't tell
me that you wouldn't like to give it a whirl with the pretty redhead, honey!"
"I won't tell you that," Marcia said, putting her hand over on Joe's limber cock. "Just
don't tell me that you haven't thought of doing the same thing."
"I've thought of fucking many attractive females, but I'm also able to keep myself under
control."
Listening to her parents, and watching her mother's fingers playing with her father's big
limp cock, Nancy decided that it was ridiculous for her to worry about telling them any
damn thing.
"I see no reason why you both can't enjoy Diane," Nancy said after a short silence. 
"She quizzed Ray about the incest, of course, but he handled things so that you two 
weren't brought in on anything. Ray did kind of get carried away and reported that I 
like gay sex. He covered by making up some girl who never really existed and – well, 
he loves me and wants to make me happy so he helped arrange for Diane to visit me 
this afternoon."
"You had sex with Diane!"
Nancy met her mother's eyes and didn't have any trouble smiling. "Yes, and we both
enjoyed the exciting experience very much."
"You deliberately went against my wishes," Joe said.
Nancy also met her father's eyes and had no trouble keeping the smile on her face.
"You never told me not to make it with a female, Dad. Besides, I just got through
proving that the experience didn't turn me away from my basic desires. I don't want
this to sound like a threat, but I do hope you don't come on with threats about
punishing me for something I did that you and Mom have encouraged me to do with
her."
"Now you'll have to admit that Nancy again made her point, Joe." Marcia laughed, low
in her throat. "Personally, I'm trying to figure out the best way to handle it when I
make a play for the lovely redhead!"
"I don't see how you could do that without letting out the secret about you and Nancy,"
Joe said, seemingly not angry – and the fact that his cock was lifting into a hard-on
under Marcia's fingers indicating that he was also having erotic thoughts about Diane.
"There's the husband to consider, too. I don't want any trouble with Al, that is, and-"
"There shouldn't be any trouble there," Marcia cut in. "After all, if Diane has managed
to keep it a secret from Al about her cheating..."
"Diane's coming over here this evening," Nancy said when Marcia let her words trail
off. "I made a-a deal with her this afternoon. I told her that I'd go over there and do my
best to introduce her husband to the pleasures of oral sex. While she's out of the house,
I mean, and you can talk to her any way you want."
Joe and Marcia stared in silence and Nancy got her bra and quickly restrained her tits.
She just as quickly put on her dress and smiled at her staring parents.
"Please don't make me disobey any orders, Joe – Marcia. I promised Diane that I'd do
what I just said and you've also taught me to keep my promises if at all possible. I
could've gone next door without telling you any of this, you know, and I'm sure that
sexy redhead'd eagerly go along with a threesome if you can find the nerve to make the
suggestion!"


Chapter 10

Turning, expecting to be called back at any moment, Nancy left the bedroom. In the
hallway, just out of sight, she stopped and listened, still thinking that her father might
come after her.
"It seems that what we've been worrying about all this time is coming closer and closer
to happening, Marcia. Diane already knows part of the family secret, we can't control
Nancy and Ray any longer, so it's probably just a matter of time before there'll be an
embarrassing scandal."
"I'm not all that worried, Joe. Nancy and Ray would never do anything to cause us
harm. They'd both deny everything if it ever came to the attention of the authorities.
Besides, in our present permissive society there isn't much danger of anybody in
authority prying into our private affairs."
"They aren't so private any longer, Marcia. And they'll be even less private if we follow
our lovely young daughter's suggestion and get Diane to have sex with us."
"We won't be too hasty about doing anything, Joe. We'll make up our minds when
Diane gets here." There was a short silence, then, "Oh, honey, you must be excited!
Oh, yes, keep jabbing your tongue deep just like that!"
Nancy, smiling to herself, hoping that everything would work out as well with Al
Harkins, hurried to the downstairs bathroom.
Diane opened the door before Nancy had a chance to ring the bell. "I'm not sure I'm
doing the right thing, Nancy, but I'm still willing if you are."
"I'm still willing," Nancy said, stepping inside and watching as Diane closed the door.
The redhead was also wearing a lightweight summer dress and she looked lovely.
"I'm supposed to be going to the drugstore where Ray works," Nancy said, wishing she
dared tell the truth. But she'd better let Marcia and Joe handle things any way they
wanted to. "That'll give me almost two hours since I'm supposed to wait and walk
home with Ray."
"I guess I'd better be going then," Diane said. "Maybe I can keep calm enough to talk
to your mother with a little sense."
Nancy sat down in a nearby easy chair. "Maybe you'd better wait a few minutes, Diane.
Mom and Dad were in their bedroom, and from the sounds I heard, I'm sure they were
doing what you'd like to be doing with your husband."
"I wouldn't want to interrupt their pleasure," Diane said, swaying over and sitting on a
couch. "I just hope you can get Al loosened up and maybe even to agree to us swapping
and swinging with you and Ray on a regular basis. I don't think you'd better mention
Killer, though."
"I was going to say the same thing," Nancy said. "No matter what happens when you're
with my parents, don't say anything about Killer."
Before Diane could say anything, and there was a puzzled expression on her face, her
husband appeared in the doorway. He nodded his head to Nancy, smiled, then looked
at his wife.
The redhead winked at Nancy before turning her face toward her husband. "Al, you
know Nancy, the girl next door-well, she's in trouble and I'm trying to help in some
way."
"What kind of trouble?" Al Harkins asked, coming on into the room and sitting down
beside his wife. He was wearing a bathrobe, and he kept himself well-covered, but
Nancy noticed that he was really looking her over, especially her legs and her lower
thighs.
"Nancy had a little spat with her parents and came over to talk to me," Diane said,
getting to her feet. "I told her that I'd go over and try to straighten thing out. Will you
stay here with her until I get back, Al?"
"I guess so," Al said.
Nancy and Al both remained silent for a couple of minutes after Diane left. Nancy
scooted her ass around on the seat cushion just enough to make her dress hike higher
on her thighs, then smiled when Al's eyes focused on her exposed flesh.
"I hope you don't mind staying with me like this, Al. Diane told me you were supposed
to go and play poker with some of your buddies."
"I can play poker just about any time," Al said, grinning. "I'm much rather talk to a
pretty young girl like you."
"That was a nice thing to say," Nancy said, standing, then walking over and sitting
down beside the good-looking man. "What would you like to talk about?"
"Anything," Al said. "What's the trouble between you and your parents? Joe and Marcia
seem to be reasonable people, and I'm sure Diane can help put things straight."
"I'm afraid that it's too embarrassing to talk about," Nancy said, deciding to put on a
little act and see what would happen. She put her hands over her face and pretended to
be sobbing by forcing little sounds and shaking her shoulders.
"Don't cry," Al said, putting an arm around Nancy's shoulders, his hand patting her
upper arm. "Maybe you'll feel better if you talk about it."
Nancy leaned over close to Al and again scooted her ass around enough to make her
dress hike higher on her thighs. She peeked between her fingers and saw that his cock
had already started to make a bulge in the robe.
"They found out that I've been having sex with a boy," Nancy said. She lowered her
hands from her face and leaned her head on Al's shoulder. "I think I'm old enough to
have that kind of pleasure, don't you?"
Al laughed nervously and his fingers tightened on her arm. "You're certainly big
enough, that's for sure!"
"I've been big enough for a long time," Nancy said. "Ray and I have been enjoying sex
together for a long time, and your lovely wife was very understanding when I told her
about it."
"Your brother! You told Diane about having sex with your brother!"
"She caught us, really, but she was very understanding. She came over last night and
caught us right in the act. She didn't stay very long, but she saw enough."
"Exactly what did she see, Nancy?"
"I'll show you," Nancy said, slipping from the couch and parting the robe from the
front of Al's body with one swift movement. His cock was thrusting stiffly. On her
knees, she quickly got between his legs and wrapped the ringers of one hand around
the base of the hard cock.
"Good God, Nancy, your father'll kill me!" Al exclaimed, but he didn't try to push
Nancy away and she slowly moved her clenched fingers up and down on the hard,
throbbing meat. Her dress had been pushed up over her ass while she'd slipped from
the couch and his legs were making contact with her bare hips.
"Dad doesn't have to know," Nancy said, looking up and meeting Al's gleaming eyes.
"It isn't as if I'm going to run home afterward and tell him I sucked your cock, you
know. Does Diane give a good blow job?"
"This is crazy," Al said in a low voice, still not making a move to stop Nancy.
Suddenly afraid that Al would become scared enough to push her away, Nancy leaned
over and slipped her lips over the swollen knob. Al gasped and gave a little hunching
movement, driving his hard cock deeper into her mouth. She began sucking, taking
more and more of the hard male meat, and used her other hand to fondle and squeeze
his heavy balls.
Nancy soon decided that she liked to suck the shorter cock as much as she did the two
longer dicks in her own family. It was easier on her throat, too. She could bury her
nose in the soft crotch hairs time after time without any straining. She also enjoyed the
male-smell of the third man she'd gone down on in her short life.
Nancy didn't feel at all slave-like while bestowing her lavish oral worship on the
throbbing prick. She'd always felt an exhilarating sense of power while sucking a cock,
really – and the same was true when lapping a cunt.
"I can't hold back any longer!"
Along with the loudly spoken words, Al dug his fingers into Nancy's scalp. She stopped
bobbing her head and concentrated on the enlarged cockhead, sucking in the manner
she knew pleased her brother and her father. She hadn't expected Al to last very long,
and just before his loud words she'd sensed that he was about to shoot off, but she
hadn't realized that he had been trying to hold back.
When Al's clutching, digging fingers suddenly left her head and hair, Nancy knew that
he expected her to stop sucking before his pulsating prick exploded. She sucked the
swollen knob even more greedily, milking the saliva-coated shaft and lovingly squeezing
the sperm-laden balls, eager for her spurting reward.
Al had a big load. His cock jerked and shot out gob after gob of hot, thick jism. Nancy
kept sucking while she gulped and swallowed, also urging the tasty cock cream out with
her pumping fist, pleased when she succeeded in draining his balls and his cock without
losing a drop of fuck juice.
Nancy was also pleased when Al's prick didn't lose any of its hardness. She kept a firm
grip on the base of the stiff shaft, lifted her head and met the good-looking man's
passion-glazed eyes.
"You never did answer my question," she said. "Does Diane give a good blow job?"
"No," Al said. "My wife doesn't suck my cock, I mean. This is only the second blow job
I've ever had. I was just a kid the other time and the girl gagged and pulled her mouth
away when I started coming."
"That's a shame," Nancy said. "Because the girl pulled her mouth away and also
because Diane doesn't suck your cock. Don't you go down on her, either?"
"We don't have any kind of oral sex," Al said, averting his eyes. "That's too bad,"
Nancy said, moving her fist up and down on Al's thrusting cock a couple of times,
surprised that she wasn't all that eager to be fucked or tongued. Because of the action
she'd so recently enjoyed at home, she guessed – and because she was trying to think,
wondering about how much she should tell the married man. "You've never tongued a
twat, Al?"
Al's face flushed slightly, but he met Nancy's eyes. "Just once. Also when I was a kid.
The girl laughed at me and – well, I never had the nerve to try it again, even with
Diane."
"I think you and your lovely wife have both wasted a lot of time," Nancy said. "Diane
hasn't had the nerve to tell you about her desires. That's one reason I'm here. I guess
you'd call this a kind of frame-up, Al. Diane wanted me to introduce you to the
pleasures of oral sex, hoping that it'd help the two of you become completely
uninhibited with each other."
Al had been staring. "God, but we've stupidly wasted a lot of time! If she only knew
how often I've wanted her to suck my cock and how many times I've almost buried my
face in her pussy!"
"Would you like some practice?" Nancy asked, getting to her feet and bunching her
dress around her waist. "I won't laugh at you, that's for sure, and I know your lovely
wife would love to have you shove your tongue into her snatch."
With a little groan, Al grabbed Nancy's hips and mashed his mouth against her cunt.
She thrust forward and placed her hands behind his head. But she didn't have to do any
tugging. He moved his hands down and inward, parted her pussylips with his thumbs,
and snaked his tongue deep into her juicy snatch.
Moaning, hunching along with Al's probing, lapping tongue, Nancy could tell that he
was a very inexperienced muff-diver, but she soon found that his greediness made up
for his lack of skill. He lapped and swabbed his tongue around like crazy, at times even
nipping at the folds of rosy cunt flesh with his lips and teeth.
She finally lowered slightly by bending her knees, tilting her crotch at an angle,
practically shoving her elongated clit between Al's lips. He began sucking the rigid
bump of flesh and spasm after spasm gripped her as her released cunt juices mingled
with his saliva. She could feel and hear him gulping down her cunt-cum and she knew
that he was already hooked on the oral act he'd admittedly deprived himself of for far
too long.
Al kept right on sucking pussy until Nancy pulled away. "You're really greedy," she
said, smiling, watching as he licked his wet lips. "I suppose you want to leave for your
poker game now."
"The hell with the poker game! I just want to poke your pussy!"
"And I want my pussy poked," Nancy said, laughing and taking a few steps backward
and quickly removing her dress.
Al didn't stand up and slip out of his robe until Nancy had freed her jugs. When he
started toward her, his cock poking stiffly, she dropped down on her back, fleetingly
thinking that she had been spending more time on a carpet than she had on a bed –
while screwing, anyway. She also thought of Killer and decided that she still wouldn't
tell Al about his sexy wife being fucked by a dog.
Saying that he just had to taste her big titties, Al did just that. In fact, Nancy thought
he was going to forget about fucking her and just keep on tonguing and sucking and
mauling her big hard-nippled knockers. Not that he really hurt her sensitive boobies.
She just wanted to find out how his cock would feel in her cunt.
There was another delay after he finally lifted his mouth and tongue from her
throbbing, saliva-covered titties. He said that he just had to lap her cunt some more
before burying his cock in it. Nancy didn't mind. She could understand why he was so
hungry for that kind of sex – and she could picture him eating his lovely wife's sweet
pussy until she was weak from dozens of climaxes.
Al did take the time to kiss and tongue his way down along Nancy's slowly squirming
body. He also jabbed his tongue into her navel before licking right on down through
her pussy hairs. He again used his thumbs to part her cuntlips and he went at her twat
just as greedily as he had before. She spread her uplifted knees far apart to give him
even better access to her oozing cunt flesh.
Soon, when she knew that he was working his way to her erect clitoris, she decided to
find out just how uninhibited he had become. She folded her legs back and held her
thighs pressed tightly against her spiked titties. Al didn't have to be told what to do; nor
did he hesitate about jabbing his tongue against her asshole.
Satisfied that Al would also willingly tongue Diane's bung, and again wondering how
fucking would be with Al's shorter cock, Nancy soon lowered her legs. He licked up
through her cunt and again zeroed in on her clitoris. After a few seconds and a few
laps, however, she told him quite demandingly that she wanted to be fucked.
Al lifted, got into position, then shoved his prick into her quivering pussy without
waiting for her to do the guiding. He drove right on in to the balls, and Nancy's first
thought was that the shorter length didn't really make all that much difference. All
cunts adjusted to all sizes of cocks, she decided, thinking that was just another one of
nature's wonderful ways.
His chest still lifted, Al left his cock buried balls deep, and Nancy knew that he was
adjusting to the heat and to the fact that he was fucking her for the first time.
"Just let your pecker soak for a while, Al. You haven't kissed me on my mouth, you
know. I also like the taste of pussy cream."
Al mashed his wet mouth to Nancy's, again without hesitating, and they kissed and
lashed their tongues together for a full minute before he buried his face beside hers. He
still didn't start his thrusts, though, and she thought it might be a good time to do
some talking. It might help him last longer and she also needed to find out a few
things.
"Do you think you'll be able to lose your inhibitions with Diane, Al?"
"I think so. Yes, I'm sure everything'll be perfect in our marriage now. If she doesn't
raise hell because I'm with you like this, of course!"
"She won't," Nancy said. "I just hope you won't raise hell when you find out a few
things about her. Diane and I had sex together, Al."
He lifted his face and met her eyes. "I don't think anything would surprise me after
this, Nancy. Whatever Diane wants I want. Did she go down on you?"
"We went down on each other," Nancy said. "We're both bisexual and the gay
pleasures really don't detract from the thrill of being fucked. You do want your lovely
wife to have all the pleasure possible, don't you?"
"I certainly do. If she likes to make it with you, I have no objections. Maybe the three
of us could – well, I've heard and read about a guy sexing it up with two girls at the
same time and I bet that'd be a wild, way-out experience!"
Nancy almost told Al he'd win his bet, but she didn't want to say too much. If she
wasn't careful, she would be letting out the entire family secret. She'd like to make a bet
that Marcia and Joe would decide to sex it up with the lovely woman – if they weren't
already doing so.
"I'm sure Diane would agree to a threesome," Nancy said. "I would, I know, and Diane
does love you. She said so, Al, and she was afraid you might want to divorce her."
"Never," Al said. "Especially now that our sex life is going to be so much better."
"She made it with Ray this morning," Nancy said. "My brother came over to see if she
was going to blab to our parents and one thing led to another, I guess, and they made it
together in every way."
Al had started slow and steady strokes a few minutes before, but Nancy hadn't moved
either outwardly or inwardly. She wanted him to last as long as possible, and she had
no idea how many times he could come in a comparatively short period of time. She
didn't even know if he'd be able to get another hard-on, for that matter, and she wanted
to do a sixty-nine all the way with him before they called it quits.
Thrusting his cock deep in her cunt and holding it there, Al didn't say anything for
what seemed like minutes to Nancy. There was a frown on his face and she figured that
he was having mental images of Ray fucking Diane and of Diane sucking Ray's cock.
"I thought you wanted Diane to have all the pleasures possible, Al. Have you changed
your mind?"
"It just took me a little longer to get used to the idea of my wife getting fucked by
another guy," Al said, grinning. "And I'll admit that I had a kind of sinking feeling in
the pit of my stomach when I first pictured her with your brother's cock in her mouth!"
"The four of us can have some wonderful times," Nancy said, twitching her cunt
muscles around Al's hard cock. "Do you think you can prong me to a climax without
shooting off? I'd like to show you just how thrilling it is to do a sixty-nine all the way to
a finish."
"I'll sure as hell try," Al said, resuming his slow and deep thrusts. "In fact, I'm tempted
to stop fucking right now and try the sixty-nine position!"
"I'll concentrate on making it fast," Nancy said, doing just that as she started
counterthrusts and was careful not to use her educated cunt muscles. "Right high and
make contact with my clit and – Oh, that's what I mean! Slam it to me! I'm coming
right away! Right now! Hold back, hold back!"
Al did hold back and as soon as Nancy stopped spasming and sagged limply, he
stopped his fast pounding and quickly withdrew his hard cock from her overflowing
box. Nancy let him do the swinging around and took just about all of his cunt-flavored
cock into her mouth and down her throat just as he slithered his tongue into her juicy
twat.
He went along with her twisting body and they went at each other feverishly while on
their sides. He lasted longer than she thought he would and she spasmed just as his
cock exploded for the second time in her greedily sucking mouth.
Al's cock softened in her mouth, but his first words after pulling his head from between
her thighs had to do with getting another hard-on as soon as possible and doing
everything all over again.
Nancy decided that she'd really released a tiger.


Chapter 11

Diane couldn't keep her mind on the conversation. She was lucky in that Joe
Thompson was giving his opinion on world affairs and conditions, she thought. All she
had to do was try to keep an interested expression on her face and maybe smile or nod
her agreement from time to time.
Her mind was really on what might be happening between Al and Nancy. She'd left
them together only about a half an hour before, even though it seemed much longer,
and it was possible that Nancy was already teaching Al the wondrous joys of cunt
lapping and cocksucking. God, she hoped it had worked out that way!
She'd given the lovely young hot-ass girl permission to do and say anything – really
putting her marriage on the line, as it were – and if the result was a divorce, so be it.
She'd been living a lie too damned long, and if Al moved out, she'd still have Nancy
and Ray. And, from the way Joe's eyes kept flicking to her legs, she could probably
have him and his big cock at the crook of her finger!
There seemed to be a change in Marcia, too.
Marcia was still friendly, and had welcomed her at the door cheerfully enough, but the
beautiful and well-stacked woman still hadn't quite met her eyes. And she hadn't said
much before and after Joe had entered the living room.
Maybe it was because she'd arrived at an awkward and inopportune time, Diane
thought. No, she was sure that Marcia and Joe had ended their sex session before she'd
pushed the doorbell button. She'd learned her lesson when she'd barged right in the
evening before. Not that she was sorry about that fortunate incident.
Marcia had been wearing a robe, and still was, but after the cheerful greeting she'd
remarked that Joe was taking a shower. Joe was wearing a brown bathrobe, similar to
Al's, and it was reasonable for them not to dress if they didn't mean to go out that
evening. Then, remembering Nancy's words – and Ray's – about nudity being the
custom in the family, Diane felt like telling the very attractive couple that they didn't
have to cover themselves because of her.
"Don't you agree, Diane?"
Meeting Marcia's eyes, forcing a smile, Diane said, "I'm sorry. My mind was
somewhere else, I'm afraid."
"Which proves what I said," Marcia said, laughing. "I just told Joe that he was boring
the hell out of us."
"Hell, I was beginning to bore myself," Joe said, chuckling. "Maybe you'd better bring
up the subject that's so damned important, Marcia. I've just been yakking to fill the
silence, anyway, and I think it's time we brought everything out into the open."
Diane suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Marcia and Joe were sitting on a couch, she
had picked an easy chair near the doorway, and she had to fight the impulse to stand
and haul ass without a word.
"I don't understand," Diane said, feeling that she understood too well. She was sure
that they'd somehow found out about her cunt-lapping session with Nancy, and maybe
the sex she'd enjoyed with Ray – and she decided that it's be silly to attempt to deny
anything. Still, if they had found out about her having sex with Nancy or with Ray,
they would also just about have to know that the two youngsters fucked and sucked
together.
Marcia said, "I hope you won't look on us as terrible monsters, Diane, but we've known
for a long time about Nancy and Ray enjoying the various sex acts together and we've
never tried to stop them. We also know about your activities with them since you saw
them in action last night. Don't worry about it, though. We don't hold you responsible
for anything."
Diane had been staring, strangely excited by the beautiful mother's words about her
two delightful, charming children. Had Marcia and Joe actually seen Nancy and Ray
fucking and sucking? And were they actually condoning the incestuous relations as well
as her own participation?
"I'm still not sure that I understand," Diane said. "Oh, I definitely don't think you're
terrible monsters, but you'll have to admit that you broke some very unusual news."
"We'll also admit that we have a very unusual family," Joe said. "Unusual parents with
unusual children, I mean, but we were also a very happy family before you walked in
here last night."
"We're still a happy family," Marcia said. "Joe's just worried, Diane. He's afraid that
you'll spread the word about what society in general considers to be so forbidden it's
seldom even mentioned."
"There's no need to worry about that," Diane said. "I have no wish to either condone or
condemn any person's life-style. Besides, since I'm an adult, I'm not exactly in the clear
or in a position to let the word out that I've had sex with two teen-agers."
"That's right," Joe said. "I hadn't thought about that."
"You're taking it very calmly," Marcia said. "The part about us knowing about Nancy
and Ray and not trying to break it up, I mean."
"Maybe I'm like many other people," Diane said. "I read once that just the thought of
incest on the part of others exerts a strong voyeuristic fascination for people who
wouldn't even admit to themselves that they have such unwanted desires. It's a crazy
world, isn't it? Where sex is concerned, anyway."
"I'm sure you know Nancy and Ray well enough by now to know that they're both very
well-adjusted to their life-style," Marcia said.
"I think I even mentioned that observation to both your charming kids," Diane said. "If
not, I did think it and now I'd like to know exactly how you found out about me."
"Nancy told us," Marcia said. "She's a very honest, straightforward girl and she doesn't
like to do anything without our knowledge. The same is true of Ray, of course, and I
know that he would've told us sooner or later."
"They're both damned good kids," Joe said. "After Nancy told us about you visiting her
this afternoon, Diane, we decided to level with you. Partly because of her suggestion,
that is, and I just hope your husband is as understanding as you seem to be."
"You know where Nancy is right now?"
"We've known for quite some time that Nancy and Ray both wanted to try sex with
somebody outside the family," Marcia said. "In fact, just last night Ray told me about
screwing two different girls, so when Nancy told about the deal she made with you, we
couldn't very well insist that she stay home."
"This conversation is becoming more fascinating all the time," Diane said, realizing why
Nancy had told her not to mention Killer no matter what happened. Marcia and Joe
obviously didn't know about their daughter letting the big dog fuck her – and she
didn't want them to know that Killer had also fucked her!
"Is it true that you've never had any kind of oral sex with Al, Diane?"
"It's true, Marcia, and now I'd appreciate some more fascinating details. Have you
actually seen Nancy and Ray making it together? And, if so, how could you possibly
keep from joining them? Or did you join them?"
"I think you've already guessed the answer to all your questions," Marcia said. "Are you
shocked?"
"Not as much as I was when I barged in here last night and saw Nancy sucking Ray's
cock. So much has happened since then I think I'm becoming immune to shock and
surprise."
There was a long silence, and Diane knew that Marcia and Joe were waiting for her to
make the first move. Because she was a visitor in their home, she guessed – or maybe
because they still weren't sure that she had accepted them for what they were. Well, it
wasn't any of her business if they had a family thing going, and she didn't think she
could hold up under such a responsibility, but she'd be stupid not to take advantage of
the opportunity.
"I think Nancy framed me just as she and I framed Al," Diane said, getting to her feet,
wishing that she knew how her husband and the lovely teen-ager were making out.
"I've been looking forward to a thrilling threesome session with
Nancy and Ray, and now I'm looking forward to the same thrilling act with their
parents. That is what you had in mind, isn't it?"
Joe grinned. "You hit it right on the button, baby!"
Those were the last words spoken for quite a while. Joe and Marcia stood up, slipped
out of their robes, and helped Diane get as naked as they were. Joe's big cock was stiffly
erect by then, but Diane didn't have a chance to grab it or have much time to admire
Marcia's beautiful nakedness before the husband and wife team pulled her down on the
carpet.
When she was on her back, Joe sucking on one taut-tipped tit and Marcia just as
greedily sucking on the other spiked boob, their hands roaming all over her squirming
body, Diane did grab the big hard cock and also fondled Marcia's magnificent mounds
of big firm tit flesh.
Soon Joe and Marcia took turns kissing Diane, one or the other continuing to suck
greedily on a throbbing tit, and she enjoyed lashing tongues with both the horny
husband and the hot-ass wife. She also kept a firm grip on Joe's huge fuck-stick and
slipped her other hand down and inserted a finger into Marcia's hot and clinging furlined cunt.
She felt a finger slipping into her own steaming twat, then another, and realized that
one frigging digit belonged to Joe and the other to Marcia. She hunched along with the
pleasure-giving fingers, enjoying the sensation, but looking forward to a tongue or Joe's
big cock replacing the probing, stimulating digits.
Joe and Marcia finally began kissing and licking down along Diane's squirming body at
the same time. When they reached her dark-red bush with their lips and tongues, they
pulled their fingers from her clinging cunt. They hadn't moved their asses enough to
pull away from Diane's busy fingers and she continued to stroke Joe's thrusting tool
and to finger-fuck Marcia's juicy pussy while they took turns delving their tongues into
her quivering quim.
While enjoying the lavish oral attentions, Diane pictured the uninhibited couple doing
the same thing to and with their lovely young daughter. The images were very exciting
and she turned on even more. She tugged demandingly on Joe's stiff cock, not stopping
her probing finger in Marcia's hot cunt flesh, and Joe walked around on his knees and
straddled her head.
Staring at the blunt cockhead only an inch or so from her lips, Diane did pull her finger
from Marcia's clasping pussy then, as she wanted to caress the poking prick and heavy
balls with both hands. She lifted her head enough to take the swollen knob into her
mouth. Sucking greedily, enjoying the heady male-smell, she felt Joe's tongue make
contact with her erect clit and heard Marcia tell them to roll over on their sides.
Diane twisted to the right and Joe followed, rolling with her, not ceasing his skillful
cunt-lapping, and she took more of his big cock into her sucking mouth when they
were on their sides. She felt Marcia's tongue jabbing at her asshole; seconds after
thrilling to that delightful sensation, Joe added sucking to his lapping, and within
moments she melted into a blissful orgasm.
She didn't protest when Joe pulled his hard cock from her greedy mouth, as she was
eager to be fucked by the big pleasure-prong. But she had to wait a little longer before
the huge prick was shoved into her twitching twat.
Because as soon as Joe got out of the way, and before Diane could roll over on her
back, Marcia's hot, slippery tongue snaked into her juicy cunt.
She didn't really mind, though, as Marcia's fragrant crotch was immediately shoved
against her face. She licked the puffy pussy lips a few times, then slithered her tongue
into the tight, tasty twat.
Diane tongue-fucked Marcia until Marcia went to her tingling clit and began lapping
and sucking. She then went to Marcia's elongated passion-button, finding the slippery
organ longer and thicker than Nancy's springy bump of flesh, and she lapped and
sucked in harmony with Marcia's expert muff-diving.
After they'd both spasmed and gulped down each other's released cunt juices, Marcia
pulled away and Diane rolled over on her back. Joe was right there, his big cock
thrusting, and Diane reached down to do the guiding as he snuggled in between her
eagerly parted legs.
She heard Marcia tell her not to worry, that Joe was really a long-lasting stud. She
thrilled to the way Joe eased his big cock into her hot, hot cunt. When the delightful
fuck-stick was balls deep, she worked her educated cunt muscles around the thick shaft,
mostly to let him know that she was skilled in the art, and he grinned and told Marcia
that she and Nancy weren't the only ones with a snapping snatch.
Marcia didn't answer. She was behind her horny husband, caressing and licking his
butt. Then, when Joe remained braced on his hands and arms and started fucking
Diane, saying that he liked to watch his partner's face when she was making it, Marcia
began licking Diane's clinging cuntlips and her husband's rigid rod – when it wasn't
buried in Diane's palpitating pussy.
"My beautiful wife's a very orally oriented person," Joe said, obviously pausing on the
upstrokes long enough for Marcia's tongue to make a more prolonged swipe at his
exposed shaft.
"Aren't we all?" Diane said, deciding to delay starting her counterthrusts until Marcia
got out of the way, also enjoying herself simply being passive as his huge cock slowly
plowed in and almost out of her clutching cunt. "How long can you last, Joe?"
"Long enough," Joe said, grinning. "Not bragging, as I wouldn't be so confident this
first time with you if I hadn't shot a load with Marcia and Nancy not so long ago."
"I hope you don't get jealous if we find that Nancy is making it with Al."
"I knew all the time that I'd have to share Nancy with somebody other than Ray sooner
or later," Joe said, thrusting in her cunt and holding. "You might as well hear this,
Marcia."
"Hear what?" Marcia asked after she'd lifted and settled back on her haunches.
"I agree that Nancy and Ray should have the right to behave as other kids do. I'm not
saying that I won't be a little jealous where you and Nancy are concerned, but I'm
giving you both permission to have sex outside the family. Hell, I'm balls deep in a
lovely outsider's hot pussy right now and you apparently aren't jealous, so if Nancy is
having sex with Al and he wants to fuck you, it's okay with me. End of speech and now
it's fucking time!"
Joe began pounding away, driving his big hard cock deep and fast, and Diane wriggled
her ass and met him thrust for thrust. He remained braced on his hands and arms, his
eyes blazing, and she enjoyed having him looking at her passion-contorted features.
Diane soon began using her cunt muscles, wanting to feel the hot sperm spurting and
flooding her cunt, but Joe's cock was still hard and stiff after at least five minutes of fast
and furious fucking. After the third time she shuddered through a spasmodic release,
she didn't pick up the rhythm of his pistoning prick and he slowly stopped humping.
"You're a damned good piece," Joe said, grinning. "Al's a lucky man."
"You'd better fuck your beautiful and lucky wife while I take a break," Diane said,
smiling.
Chuckling, Joe withdrew while Marcia was stretching out beside Diane. Sitting upright,
Diane watched as the big juice-coated cock disappeared between Marcia's pretty
pussylips, then, impulsively got behind Joe's firm butt and enjoyed doing what Marcia
had so recently done.
After Joe had pronged Marcia to and through a climax, still without getting his gun, he
withdrew, ot on his back, and said that he could still last through some cocksucking.
Diane and Marcia took turns blowing him, with Diane going first, and during Diane's
third turn Marcia said that she and Nancy had shared Joe's load in that manner just
before Nancy had gone next door. Diane, trying desperately to make the big cock
explode by then, decided that she would go home just as soon as Joe lost his hard-on.
"I think I'd rather shoot off in Diane's snapping snatch," Joe said.
"I was hoping you'd say that," Marcia said, tapping Diane's bobbing head. "You don't
mind, do you, honey?"
Diane didn't really mind all that much, even though she wanted to feel and taste Joe's
spurting jism, but she was curious as to why Marcia was so agreeable. Unless the
beautiful and sexy woman just wanted to be generous, Diane thought, reluctantly
pulling her clinging lips from Joe's robbing tool.
But Diane soon found out the reason for
Marcia's generosity. She got on her back and Joe quickly followed, giving her time to
guide his ramrod stiff cock into her eager cunt, then starting right out fucking her fast
and furiously. She wrapped her legs around his waist and hunched in harmony with his
swift movements and this time he lowered his chest against her titties, grabbed her
racing hips, and covered her mouth with his.
Joe lasted longer than Diane had expected, even though he cut the feverish kissing and
tongue-lashing short. She had plenty of time to build to an orgasm and join him when
his big cock jerked and jolted and pumped the hot soothing male-cream into her
steaming, snapping, spasming cunt.
Lifting and withdrawing as soon as Diane unwrapped her legs, Joe settled back on his
haunches while Marcia quickly cleaned his wet and rapidly softening cock with her lips
and tongue. Then, while Diane was wishing she had a towel and thinking that she'd
rush to the bathroom before rushing home, Marcia's greedy mouth was mashed against
her flooded, dribbling pussy.
"My darling hot-ass wife doesn't like to see anything wasted," Joe said, chuckling.
"So I see," Diane said, moving along with Marcia's lapping tongue and sucking mouth.
"And feel!"
Again Diane was reminded of the big friendly and horny German shepherd out in the
backyard and how she and Nancy had enjoyed the big dog's lapping and fucking.
Maybe she would still get a dog and train him to service her when Al and her newly
found sex partners weren't around, she thought.
Diane didn't spasm while Marcia was scooping up Joe's fuck cream. She was glad, as
she figured it was going to be a long, thrilling evening – especially if Al and Nancy had
hit it off-and she felt it wise to start pacing herself.
As soon as Marcia lifted her head, Diane said that she was going to dress and go home.
Marcia and Joe protested until she told them that she meant to return with Nancy and
Al if everything had worked out all right with them.
"Maybe we'll have a pleasant surprise for Ray when he gets home," Diane added as she
got to her feet. "Don't worry. I'll be back even if Al refuses to come."
"I'll bet he hasn't refused to come with Nancy," Marcia said, laughing.
"Tell Al I said it was all right for him to join the party," Joe said.
"I'm almost sure my husband'll join us if I use Marcia for bait."
"Hurry," Marcia said.
Diane hadn't bothered to don her bra and panties. She had been putting on her dress
and was on the way out of the room, hurrying, when she heard Marcia's last word. She
did stop in the bathroom, feeling that her twat really hadn't been completely cleaned by
Marcia's greedy desire to prevent waste. It didn't take long at the wash basin, though,
and she ran the short distance to her own home.
She opened the front door quietly, stepped inside, stared, her pulse quickening, and just
as quietly closed the door. Nancy was sitting on the couch, her head back, her eyes
closed, her hands massaging and squeezing her own big, jutting boobs. The lovely 
teenager's knees were spread far apart and Al was on his knees between them. He was
kissing and licking her inner thighs, one and then the other, as if he couldn't make up
his mind where to linger. His fingers were plucking at the curly blonde pussy hairs. He
was also naked, but his position was such that Diane couldn't see if he had a hard-on.
Walking closer, sure that Al had already tongued Nancy's sweet pussy, but eager to
watch the intimate erotic act being performed by her formerly sexually backward,
inhibited husband, Diane almost held her breath so that she wouldn't be noticed.
Al moved his hands to Nancy's rounded hips and she scooted her ass out a little closer
to the edge of the seat cushion. He licked up through her glistening gash and she
opened her eyes. She saw Diane and lifted her head from the back of the couch.
Smiling, Diane put a finger to her lips. Nancy returned the smile, then said, "Isn't your
tongue getting tired, Al? Man, I've lost count of the times you've made me climax and
I'll bet you don't know how many different times you've lapped my cunt!"
Al's head kept right on bobbing and his hands slipped on under and grasped Nancy's
ass. Nancy winked at Diane and slipped her hands down from her own thrusting titties
and entangled her fingers in Al's hair.
Diane slipped out of her dress, moved forward, and eased her naked butt down on the
couch beside Nancy. "I had a wonderful time at your house, Nancy. Thanks for framing
me, honey, and it seems that my dear husband's also happy about being framed."
Al's head had stopped bobbing right after Diane's first few loudly spoken words, and
Nancy had removed her fingers from his hair, but he didn't lift his face from between
Nancy's thighs.
Diane looked at Nancy, met the young blonde's gleaming blue eyes, and winked. "I
suppose you can imagine what happened to me while I was with your very attractive
and very sexy parents, Nancy, but maybe I should describe a few of the erotic scenes for
the benefit of my darling husband. By the way, is he good at the art of cunt-lapping?"
"Very good," Nancy said. "He's really a fast learner, Diane."
"That's good news," Diane said, her eyes on her husband's motionless head. Al had
slipped his hands from under Nancy's ass and his fingers were gripping the edge of the
seat cushion. She figured that he was embarrassed and knew that a lot depended upon
his reaction when they first met each other's eyes.
"What did you do with my sexy parents, Diane?"
"Just about everything. Fucking, sucking, the works – with the exception of cornholing,
and I'm not sure I want to take Joe's big cock up the ass. Are you listening, Al? The
size of a cock isn't all that important, so I don't want you to feel bad on that score if
you accept Joe's invitation to visit them and fuck and eat Marcia. She's looking forward
to making it with you, of course, and her pussy compares favorably with Nancy's sweet
honey-pot."
"Al said that anything you wanted to do would be okay with him," Nancy said.
"Good! I want him to taste my twat right now!"
Al immediately lifted his face from Nancy's crotch. He didn't look up as he quickly
moved over between Diane's eagerly parted legs and mashed his wet mouth against her
slightly parted cuntlips. His tongue snaked in, probed the folds of pussy flesh for a few
seconds, then went to her erect clitoris.
Diane's passion soared swiftly, partly because it was her husband finally going down on
her, and when his lips encompassed her blood-engorged clit and he added greedy
sucking to his lapping, she melted into a blissful orgasm in about thirty seconds. He
kept going, but she pushed him away, saying that she wanted to suck his cock. He met
her eyes for the first time, his eyes blazing, and she knew that everything was going to
be all right when he said that they'd wasted too much time.
"Nancy told you everything?" Diane asked.
Al got to his feet and his cock was poking stiffly. "Enough for me to make up my mind,
Diane. I want us both to be happy and I think we've gone too far to turn back. Not that
I want to turn back! If you want us to go next door I'm ready, able, and willing!"
"You might not be able when I get through with this," Diane said, grabbing the base of
his hard cock with a thumb and forefinger and blowing her her breath on the blunt
end.
Al gasped as Diane's mouth engulfed over half of his rigid rod in one swift movement.
She began sucking greedily, thrilling to the erotic act and to the fact that she was finally
sucking her husband's truly delightful prick.
And, a little later, she thrilled to a gushing, spurting explosion that seemed to be the
best reward she'd ever had.


Chapter 12

Ray arrived home almost an hour later than usual. There'd been a last-minute rush at
the drugstore soda fountain and he and the attractive counter girl had worked longer
getting things ready for the morning shift.
Ray heard the familiar and exciting sounds before he got to the living-room doorway,
but he wasn't quite prepared for the erotic scene. All five participants in the group-sex
activities were naked and they were all down on the carpet near the center of the room.
His mother and father were on their backs, side by side, their eyes closed, their faces
plainly showing the physical pleasure they were enjoying. Diane was between Joe's legs,
her fist moving up and down on his stiff cock while she sucked the big knob; Diane's
husband – at least Ray assumed it was Al – was between Marcia's lovely legs, clutching
her sleek ass while he lapped her sweet cunt. Marcia was toying with her own nipples
and Joe had his hands clasped behind his head.
Nancy was between the two couples, on her knees near the two hiked-up asses, finger
fucking Diane's pussy and caressing Al's hairless, firm-looking butt. Ray decided that
his lovely sister couldn't quite make up her mind what she wanted to do – tongue
Diane's gaping gash or slip under and suck Al's hard cock.
Seeming to sense Ray's presence, as he was sure that he hadn't made a sound, Nancy
looked toward the doorway. She smiled and he put a finger to his lips, feeling that he
wanted to take a shower before joining the sex party for his share of the fun and games.
He beckoned to her, then stepped out of sight, also wanting to talk to his sister before
facing his father and Diane's husband.
Ray had gotten a hard-on while watching and he was glad to free his straining cock
when he got to the bathroom. He was naked and adjusting the water in the shower stall
when Nancy appeared. She got a bathing cap, put it on, then got in the stall with him.
Ray turned the water off and he and Nancy soaped each other while she brought him
up to date on the happenings since he'd left for work. He was glad that Joe had finally
agreed with them and also pleased that Nancy and Marcia had Al and his cock to enjoy.
He told Nancy that and she told him that Al was self-conscious about the size of his
cock.
"I think Marcia and I have helped convince him that he had enough to please Diane
and us," Nancy added, running her hands over Ray's soapy balls and thrusting prick.
"God, but is he ever greedy when it comes to cunt-lapping! He's trying to make up for
lost time, I guess, and he's spent most of his time with his tongue in a twat since Diane
and I brought him over here."
"Hasn't he fucked Mom yet?"
"Sure he has. He went down on her first, though, and after he fucked Mom and shot
his load, Diane went down on her. That was a first for Diane, she said, and I'm still not
sure I want male-cream second-hand like that. Were you jealous when you saw Mom
and Al, Ray?"
"No, and I was just going to ask how Joe reacted when he first saw Al making it with
Marcia – and with you."
"It didn't seem to bother him," Nancy said, removing her hands from Ray's soapy balls
and poking cock. "Maybe we'd better save your first load for later. Unless you want to
make it now so you'll last longer."
Ray had been running his soapy hands around over Nancy's big, spiked boobs. Saying
that he'd rather wait, he turned the spray of water on and they both rinsed. Outside the
stall, and while drying themselves, Ray asked Nancy when she was going to tell about
Killer.
Nancy didn't answer until they'd finished drying and she'd removed the bathing cap
and fluffed and patted her hair in place. "I know we can't keep it a secret about Killer
from now on, Ray, so I'm going to let you decide when you think the time is right.
Maybe when you guys are pooped out tonight."
"That sounds like a good idea," Ray said. "I have another idea for right now, though.
Let's show Diane and Al that I have strong legs."
Nancy was standing in front of Ray and his thrusting cock. He put his hands on her
hips, she placed her hands on his shoulders, then gave a little leap as he lifted. He
settled her soft pussy down over his hard prick, spearing in all the way and she wrapped
her legs around his waist, locked her ankles, and put her arms around his neck. They
kissed briefly, she rested a cheek on his left shoulder, and he carried her impaled like
that to the living room.
Joe was still on his back, his jutting cock glistening with saliva. Diane's cheek was
resting on one of his muscular thighs, one of her hands cupping his heavy balls. Marcia
had twisted around and was sucking Al's cock while he continued to lap her cunt. Joe
had lifted his head enough to watch his wife and Diane's husband going at each other.
He looked at Ray and Nancy and grinned.
"I thought Nancy might be with you, Ray. I suppose she filled you in on the new
arrangements."
"She did," Ray said. "I don't think you'll ever be sorry, Dad. Hi, Diane."
Diane had .lifted her head. "Hi," she said, smiling brightly. "Everything worked out
wonderfully, as you can see. My jaws are a little tired at the moment, though."
"I can imagine," Ray said, lifting Nancy up and off his poking prick when she relaxed
her legs. "Why don't you let Nancy take over?"
"I think I'll just rest for a little while," Joe said. "I can't seem to make these three lovely
females believe that I'm not suffering just because I have a hard-on."
Marcia had pulled her mouth from Al's hard cock, but his mouth was still pressed
against her cunt. "I hate to admit it," she said, pushing the greedy man away from her
box and sitting up, "but I could use a little rest, too."
Al sat upright, licking his wet lips, and looked up at Ray. "I've already thanked Nancy
and your folks and now I want to thank you for helping change my marriage and my
life for the better. Diane said that she'd like to try a double-fuck, and I've never done
that or even cornholed a woman."
"Then I guess you'd better take the rear hole for two reasons," Ray said, immediately
sorry because of his choice of words. "I mean-"
"I know what you meant," Al cut in. "Hell, if sensitivity had anything to do with size, I
don't think my nervous system could take it if I had a bigger cock. Just how do we go
about giving my lovely wife a double-fuck?"
Al had gotten to his feet, his saliva-coated cock thrusting stiffly, and Diane had walked
to him on her knees, one hand lifted and fondling his balls, her other hand stroking his
hard meat.
Ray told the redhead to get on her hands and knees and let her husband make his cock
wet and slippery by shoving into her pussy first. Nancy, Marcia, and Joe – his big cock
still jutting – moved so that there would be plenty of room as Diane followed Ray's
instructions and Al got down behind her.
Al poked his prick into Diane's pussy, made a few thrusts, then withdrew and placed
the wet cockhead against her puckered asshole. Ray told Diane to try and relax, going
along with her apparent wish not to let her husband know she'd already been fucked in
the ass, and she said that she was ready.
Keeping one hand on his stiff prickshaft and putting his other hand on one of Diane's
hips, Al pushed. The swollen knob popped past the tight, elastic ring and Al grunted
and Diane groaned. Al then looked up at Ray and said that he didn't think he could
take the heat and that he didn't want to hurt Diane.
"Let your wife tell you if it hurts too much, Al. I don't hear her complaining and you'll
soon adjust to the heat. Unless you both want to call the whole thing off."
"No," Diane said, wriggling her ass. "Shove on in, Al, and even if you shoot off right
away, don't worry about it. There'll be other times, you know, and you said you wanted
to try everything. Oh, that feels good, honey!"
Al had been gritting his teeth while slowly shoving his cock all the way up his wife's
ass. After a few seconds, he looked up at Ray, grinned, and said that it was a good thing
he'd already blasted off several times.
"I know what you mean," Ray said, dropping to his knees. "I usually take the rear
entrance when Joe and I fuck this way with Marcia and Nancy."
"I can understand the reason for that," Al said.
Diane wriggled her ass again. "Will you two save the talk for later? I'm steaming and
you're yakking about the size of cocks! Just give me another dick before I use my
finger!"
Chuckling and saying there'd have to be a little more talk, Ray then told Al and Diane
to roll over on their sides. They did so and he told them that it would be a little easier if
they could flip over on their backs. They managed to get into that position without
dislodging Al's cock and Ray snuggled in between Diane's legs.
Slowly slipping his stiff prick into Diane's tight pussy, feeling Al's throbbing cock
through the thin membrane separating cunt and asshole, Ray kept most of his weight
on his knees even after his cock was buried balls deep.
"Now let's all roll over on our sides," Ray said, gazing into Diane's passion-filmed eyes.
"Roll to the right, Al, and it might be a good idea to let Diane do all the moving at
first."
When Al said that he thought he had himself under control, the three of them rolled
over on their sides, and Diane said that she felt gloriously stuffed. Ray pulled out a few
inches, Al did the same, and Diane began hunching forward and backward.
Soon, however, Al said that he couldn't last much longer and began pumping his prick
in his wife's asshole. Ray, not ready to dump his load, mostly because he wanted to
pace himself for the long haul, picked up the rhythm and the three of them moved
together until Al popped his wad and Diane melted.
Obviously disappointed because he hadn't climaxed, Diane told Ray that she would
suck him off while looking forward to having two cocks shooting off in her cunt and ass
at the same time. Al withdrew his limp cock from Diane's flooded shitter and Marcia
tossed him a towel. While he was turning over on his back and Diane was going down
to suck his jutting cock, Ray saw that Joe was sitting on the couch with Nancy on his
lap, bouncing up and down on his big stiff cock.
Al had gotten to his feet and was watching his wife as she licked her cunt juices from
Ray's hard cock while he wiped his own soft cock with the towel. Marcia took him by
the hand and said she'd go to the bathroom with him. He went willingly and Ray
figured the man would've followed Marcia anywhere to get a chance to lap her sweet
pussy again.
Diane milked Ray's stiff shaft with her fist and a bead of pre-cum oozed out of the slit.
She scooped the drop of clear liquid up with her tongue, smacked her lips, and looked
at Nancy and Joe.
"I'll wait until another time to tell Al about my cheating over the years and the fact that
I'm not a novice when it comes to ass-fucking, but if you don't mind, Nancy, I'd like to
try your father's big beauty while my bunghole's so well-lubricated. If you don't mind,
Joe."
Nancy had stopped bouncing. She lifted her pussy from Joe's thrusting prick and got to
her feet, saying that she didn't mind at all. Joe said that he didn't care for wet-decking,
then chuckled and added, "But in this case, Diane, I'll make an exception!"
Joe got down behind Diane and slowly eased his huge cock into her sperm-filled
asshole. She groaned during the penetration, then said that the slight pain was turning
into wonderful pleasure. Joe started slow strokes and Diane leaned over and began
sucking Ray's throbbing cock.
Nancy got down behind Joe and began caressing and kissing his butt. Ray, deciding
that he might as well get rid of his first load – and suddenly eager to do so – told Joe
to let him know when it was blast-off time. 
"It won't be all that long," Joe said, quickening his thrusts, leaning over Diane's rump
and back and slipping one hand under to her cunt. "I'll diddle Diane's clit when you're
ready, Ray, but I'm already holding back so you'd better make it as soon as you can."
A little surprised that his long-lasting father was going to shoot off so quickly, Ray
began hunching along with Diane's greedily sucking mouth. She slipped a hand on
under his sperm-laden balls and inserted a finger into his asshole. He groaned and
blurted out that he could last about thirty more seconds. Nancy lifted her mouth from
Joe's humping ass and said that she would start the count-down.
Nancy started counting backward from thirty to one and by the time she reached ten
Ray was fighting for control. Holding back that way increased his pleasure, though, and
when Nancy reached "one", he flooded Diane's greedily sucking mouth with gob after
gob of spurting jism. While sucking and swallowing, Diane jacked her fist up and down
his jerking cock and hunched her ass along with Joe's pistoning prick and frigging
fingers. Joe tensed and his cock sprayed Diane's bowels while Ray's cock was still
spewing hot fuck cream into Diane's mouth and down her throat.
Diane let Ray's rapidly softening cock slip from between her lips, used her tongue to
scoop up the small amount of thick cream that had escaped, then lifted her head.
"Soon I want three cocks exploding in three different holes at the same time, Ray – Joe.
That was super!"
"You just might have to wait your turn for that," Nancy said, handing Joe a clean towel
as he withdrew his limber cock from Diane's asshole.
Marcia and Al returned, Al with another hard-on, and Ray remained on his back as Joe
and Diane left for the bathroom. Marcia had a stack of clean towels and Ray thought of
Killer. The big horny dog was really missing out on the cream he seemed to like so
much.
Nancy had lifted and was sitting in an easy chair. Marcia glanced at Ray's limp cock,
then walked over and sat down on the couch. Al hesitated for a few seconds, then
walked over and dropped down between Nancy's legs. He asked if she minded, she said
she didn't, and he buried his face in her blonde-haired box.
Ray got up and sat down beside his mother. She put her lips close to his ear and
whispered, "If Al isn't careful, he's going to wear his tongue right down to the nub! I
finally had to push him away in the shower stall or he'd still be lapping!"
"It's all so new to him," Ray said, keeping his voice low. "Can't you remember how I
used to be? And still am pretty often!"
"I wasn't complaining, honey. Not really. I guess I was mostly talking to have
something to say. Are you happy with the way things are working out?"
"Yes," Ray said, wondering if he should tell about Killer while he had the chance. "Are
you, Mom?"
"I'd try and put a stop to it if I didn't go for it," Marcia said. "I'm glad your father's
taking everything so well. I was a little worried about him, but now he's excited about
the idea of finding more and more partners. So am I, of course!"
Before Ray had a chance to say anything, and he'd decided to at least try and find out
what Marcia thought of females getting fucked by dogs, Joe and Diane returned. Joe's
cock was still soft, as was Ray's, and Diane said Al had mentioned earlier that he'd 
like to watch a round-robin.
"This might be a good time for it," Diane added, glancing at Ray's limp cock.
"If you can get Al to leave Nancy's sweet pussy long enough," Ray said, laughing.
"You'd better come up for air," Nancy said, tapping Al's head with her fingers.
Al took the kidding good-naturedly and the females arranged themselves in a tight little
circle on the carpeted floor, Diane going down on Marcia, Marcia lapping Nancy's
cunt, and Nancy's face buried in Diane's dark-red bush. Al, saying that he couldn't
resist the temptation, went around on his hands and knees, tonguing each puckered
asshole in turn.
Joe sat down on the couch a couple of feet from Ray. "I don't think I've ever seen a
man so hungry for cunt. And female assholes!"
"I guess he's just making up for lost time," Ray said, also keeping his voice low enough
so that Al couldn't hear. "We can have more parties like this as time goes on, Dad.
With younger girls and guys, I mean. Not that I want to cut Diane and Al off from the
fun."
"Just be careful," Joe said, meeting Ray's eyes. "You know about the possible problems
as well as I do, Ray."
"Nancy and I won't go off the deep end, Joe.
We'll be very selective and screen everybody very carefully before bringing you and
Marcia in on the deal. There's something I want to tell you now, and I hope you don't
lose your cool."
Joe grinned. "Lose my cool, kid? How the hell could I at this point?"
"It's possible," Ray said, forcing a smile. "Nancy and Diane have made it with Killer.
The dog laps their cunts before and after fucking them, I mean, and the idea almost
turned me off at first, but it's a very exciting and stimulating sight."
Joe had been staring and for what seemed like ages Ray thought his father was going to
start raising hell. But Joe finally chuckled and said, "I guess now I can say that I've
heard everything!"
"I guess so," Ray said, greatly relieved, sensing that Joe was eager to see a different kind
of an exhibition. "What about Mom? And Al? Do you think they'll get angry or
disgusted if I get Killer?"
"I think your sexy mother will take it in stride, and I can't be all that concerned about
Al's reaction."
All the females started having an orgasm at that point and Al didn't remove his jabbing
tongue from his wife's asshole until all three started pulling away from each other.
Diane practically pounced on her husband and his hard cock, and sucked him all the
way off in a matter of seconds.
"Go get Killer," Joe told Ray. "I'll do the necessary explaining while you're gone."
All eyes went to Joe, then to Ray, but Ray just grinned and hurried from the room. He
found out later that Joe's brief explanation, along with Nancy's and Diane's details
concerning the big dog's abilities had excited Marcia – and Al had meant it when he
stated previously that he wanted anything his wife wanted to make her happy.
When Ray returned with Killer, holding the big German shepherd by his collar, Diane 
volunteered to take the eager animal on first. She got on her hands and knees and 
Ray held onto the collar while Killer sniffed, then licked her pussy and asshole.
"Look at his cock creeping out," Al said.
Ray saw that everybody was already looking. He relaxed his grip on the collar and let
Killer mount Diane. She reached back and guided the long red knotted cock into her
cunt. The dog started his usual fast humping and Ray heard his mother give a little
gasp.
"Good God, look at how fast he's fucking her!" Marcia exclaimed.
Again Ray saw that everybody was already looking. He also saw that the other two
cocks were lifting into hard-ons, as was his own. Then Killer shot off with his usual
swiftness. He only faltered for a few seconds, then started humping again.
"Pull him off," Diane said. "I want Marcia to get his second load."
The thought had already entered Ray's mind. He pulled on the collar and Diane walked
forward on her hands and knees and flipped over on her back. Ray let the dog lap the
redhead's flooded pussy until Marcia said that she was ready and got on her hands and
knees.
Joe took a grip on the collar and said that he'd take over. Ray stood by and watched
until Killer had mounted Marcia and was humping her like crazy. Then he took
Nancy's hand and led her over to the couch. They sat down and she put a hand on his
thrusting cock.
"Everything worked out fine, Nancy. Just like I said it would. Remember?"
"I remember," Nancy said. "Do you know what I want to do to celebrate?"
"Tell me," Ray said.
"Let's have a good old-fashioned fuck like we used to have when there was just the two
of us Okay?"
"Okay," Ray said, grinning.
And it was okay for all concerned – from that time on.


THE END
