Family Nights
by Harriet Ryder


FOREWORD 

Childhood is the time of learning, the time when every new human first meets 
the experiences that will guide his course throughout life. To those of us 
who have passed beyond it, childhood years seem a treasured memory-one we 
are reluctant to give up. Most of us can remember the truly exciting events 
of our early years-the first trip to another city, an adventure, even the 
friendships formed in school. 

But the time comes when childhood is past, when we are adults. And now we 
are embarked on the productive years of life, the time when many of us will 
marry, have children of our own. Yet we will never forget those first joys, 
we will pass them on to our own offspring. 

Although there are those who would not like to admit it, one of the 
strongest memories of childhood is the introduction to the sexual aspects of 
our own bodies. Even small children, infants, instinctively know how to 
masturbate, how to give themselves strong pleasure. By the time children are 
in school they have learned to experiment with each other, playing doctor, 
or Show Me. 

This is innocent pleasure, but important pleasure-for it is during these 
formative years that the life-pattern is set. The child who learns that 
there is pleasure in natural sexual functions will grow to be an adult who 
is capable of taking the full measure of life. Those who are repressed, on 
the other hand, slapped down by perhaps ignorant parents, taught that sex is 
dirty, are to be pitied. Sex is not dirty-otherwise it would not be the 
basic force driving every form of animal life yet known. 

Sex is the most necessary part of life, for without its urgings, its drive, 
there would be no reason to propagate-and soon no more people, either 
children or adults. 

We all learn about sex early, from our playmates and from our siblings. It 
is not at all surprising that children close in age will experiment 
together, learn together. And when a strongly sexed adult is forcibly 
separated, for whatever reason, from his normal outlets, he will find sex 
elsewhere-even if, as in the case of Dan Sanborne, central character of this 
novel, he has to turn to his own young daughters. 

Dan and his wife have two beautiful sets of twins-Jimmy and Janet, and Les 
and Liz. But they are experiencing difficulties in their marriage, and have 
separated for the summer months, hoping to work out their problems. Trish 
has taken the boys to the beach for the summer, while Dan has the girls at 
home. 

But he cannot take being separated from Trish. He finds solace in drink-and 
while drunk, finds the release he needs right in his own house, in his own 
children. 

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CHAPTER ONE 

The hot afternoon sun baked the naked back of the adolescent young girl as 
she lay sleeping in the backyard. She moaned in her sleep, wriggling her 
shapely ass against the air as a fold of the blanket rubbed between her 
legs, pressing against the tiny wisp of fabric that covered her just 
pubescent cunt. She wiggled again, and the movement made the strings of her 
bikini top fall completely away. 

Another moan came, and she rolled over on the blanket, the recently 
developing cones of her young tits pointing straight into the air. Her left 
foot drew up, the right one cocking against it, and without opening her eyes 
she reached down to ease the triangle of bathing suit away from her hot 
little pussy mound. 

She appeared to be in her early teens, very pretty, with straight dark brown 
hair that fanned about her shoulders. Her body was nut brown from the summer 
sun, except for the pale band of color across her breasts that revealed 
clearly the shape of the tits and the tinier band that showed above the 
pushed-down bottoms of her bikini. Both of those areas seemed almost 
shockingly white in contrast. The only real color on her tits was the dark 
red tongue-teasers that were her nipples, and the spreading circle of the 
same shade around them. 

She moved again as she dreamed, her ass twitching. Her hips twisted now, her 
blossoming tail humping up against the air a time or two. Eyes still closed, 
she reached down again and her finger slipped beneath the cloth of the 
bikini to rub across the lips of her cunt, trying to satisfy the itch that 
was bothering her dream. A sound of satisfaction escaped her lips, and she 
reached further, digging deep into her cunt with her middle finger. When she 
brought her hand away the finger glistened with the sweet juices of her 
heated passage. 

"OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned, her finger 
sliding sweetly in the hot moistness of her pubescent, virgin pussy. 

Her hips worked against the blanket now-she did not see the boy who suddenly 
appeared in the window of the house that overlooked her resting spot. But 
she was seen; he stopped, riveted, his eyes straining to take in every curve 
of her almost naked body, every detail of the tits that rose and fell with 
each breath. He had to strain to see, for he was nearly a hundred feet 
away-the yards of both houses were large, the houses themselves old 
Victorian structures that bulked huge against the bright blue sky. 

"Jeezuz!" he moaned, overcome by the purely erotic sight of her virginal, 
sexually ready body. 

Instantly he had a hard-on, pressing against his ragged cutoffs. He wet his 
lips with his tongue and looked over his shoulders automatically, even 
though he knew the house was empty-his mother was out at one of her club 
meetings, which meant she'd come home too late to start a decent supper, and 
probably too swakked to fix it right anyhow. And that meant the old man 
would be royally pissed for the third day running. He'd start shouting, 
which would be the beginning of another grand night for all who were stuck 
in the old family home stead. 

But even if the evening was foredoomed to stink, that didn't mean the whole 
goddamn day had to be lost! Janet Sanborne's hot body was ready for action 
whether she knew it or not-and her goddamn twin brother, Jimmy, was away for 
the summer with their mother at the beach house. It was a good thing old man 
and old lady Sanborne had split for the summer, trying to live apart to see 
if they really did want a divorce-if only his own bastard father and bitch 
mother would get the same idea! 

"Oh, baby!" He licked his lips again, and rubbed the swelling at his 
crotch-then slipped his hand inside his pants to feel the hot shape of his 
cock. It was all he could do to stop himself from pulling down his pants and 
shorts to jerk off right here! 

But Janet was right there, ready for fucking.... 

"Just you stay there, Janet baby-Darryl's comin'! Yeah-and pretty soon his 
cock is gonna be cummin', too! In you!" 

He raised his eyes from the semi-naked girl to study the back of her house. 
Her father was working, and he was pretty sure her year-younger sister, Liz, 
had left for the town swimming pool not more than half an hour ago. Liz and 
her twin, Les, were royal pains-for that matter, Jimmy was a pain, too, even 
though up until last winter he had been Darryl's closest friend. But Darryl 
was eight months older and started to sprout hair around his cock way over a 
year before Jimmy's meat stick started to grow. Ever since, Darryl had been 
horny almost all the time, wanting to smell after pussy and jerking off 
three of four times every day. Not that he had ever got his cock inside a 
girl's legs-but he sure as shit would never get a better chance than now! 

Look out, cock! You 're gonna feel Janet's pussy squeezing your cum! 

Darryl rubbed his crotch again, imagining that he could feel the heat of his 
flesh even through his cutoffs and his undershorts. He reluctantly tore 
himself away from the window and hurried down the back stairs, a tall, 
slender boy of fourteen, straw-colored hair covering his ears and the nape 
of his neck. Despite his slenderness, he was muscular, the veins standing 
out strong in his arms, the pectorals swelling against his tank top. The 
nipples were large for a boy, pressing through the knit fabric of the cloth, 
one completely visible as a dark brown berry. His tan was several shades 
lighter than the girl's, and would never get deeper, but it was smooth and 
even, not marked by the usual scrapes and bumps of boyhood. Ragged old 
sneakers ready for the garbage can were on his feet. 

He hurried through the kitchen-his original reason for coming from his room 
to the back of the house was a strong thirst, after which he had been 
thinking about digging out a sex paperback to jerk off. But that was 
forgotten now as he pushed through the back door and moved quickly across 
the yard. He found the space in the hedge separating the two yards that was 
just big enough for him to squeeze through-otherwise it was an impenetrable 
wall eight feet high, impossible to see through. He moved cautiously through 
the hedge, peeking through the far side to see if Janet had heard the noise 
of his progress. 

But she was still sleeping, her hand resting across her belly now. As he 
came closer he could see that the tips of three fingers were pushed under 
the shape of her bikini bottom-and he was thrilled anew to see the tiny 
sprinkle of pubic hair escaping around them. His hand dropped again to his 
crotch to ease his aching organ, pressing it against his groin. It was going 
to be one of the greatest reliefs he had ever known just to shove his shorts 
down over his hips, freeing his prick to stand out straight in the air. 

Janet moaned again as Darryl dropped to his knees beside her, his hands 
resting for a minute on his thighs. He studied the shape of her tits, once 
more licking his lips, and then tried to see the cleft of her pussy between 
her fingers. There was a dip in the cloth and just that was enough to excite 
him again. 

He reached out to her with one nervous finger, almost touching her tit-and 
then he hesitated. His hand was no more than an inch away from her flesh 
when he pulled it back, biting his lip. For several seconds he closed his 
eyes, steeling his courage-then when he opened them again, reached his hand 
down to touch her thigh, rubbing gently between her legs. 

"Oh!" The girl's eyes flew open, blinking. For a minute she did not realize 
where she was, what was happening. Then she saw him, looked down at his 
hand. 

"DARRYL! What are you doing?" 

She tried to roll away, but he was reaching for her with both hands now, 
falling across her to pin her. 

Devil take the hindmost! There's no pulling back now, boys! 
Chaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrge! 

"Christ, Janet-I want you!" 

"Please! Stop it, Darryl-don't!" 

He ignored her-he couldn't have obeyed even if his senses were in control. 
His body was ruled only by his lust now as he found himself so close to the 
goal that fired his loins, shaped his cock. His arm was around her, holding 
her down as the other hand moved across her sweatslick belly to probe within 
her bikini, feeling for himself the shape of her pudenda. Her hair scratched 
his hand as his middle finger dug into the moist cunt. 

"Darryl! Don't" 

"I can't!" 

He moaned, softly, his lips brushing across one of the nipples now. His 
teeth touched the spongy shape and took it in, his tongue working across the 
rough-surfaced flesh. The girl twisted beneath him, tried to fight him off, 
push up at him. But her struggles were growing weaker, as though her heart 
wasn't really in it. 

"Please!" she said, sobbing. "This isn't right, Darryl! We shouldn't be 
doing this!" 

"Oh, Christ!" Oh Jesus God! I'm going out of my fuckin' mind! "I'm sorry, 
Janet-I can't help myself! I'm so goddamn hot! I have to have you!" 

He kissed her nipple again, and then his lips moved down to her stomach, his 
tongue caressing her flesh, circling the tiny valley of her belly butt on. 
His hand worked her small tit as the other one moved beneath her ass, 
lifting her up as his tongue grew close to her bikini. And now he smelled 
the sharp odor of her virgin cunt, saw closely the wet hairs escaping the 
cloth-wet with sweat and with her girlish vaginal juices. His finger worked 
the cloth down and he was looking at her pussy from the top of the slit, saw 
the pouting outer lips and the red walls within. 

Janet was gasping now, no longer pretending to struggle as she felt his 
burning touch come near her crotch. Her face was contorted as she felt the 
fire of lust herself, felt the heat probe through her loins and drive up 
through her body. It was wrong to let him do this, let herself give in to 
him so shamelessly, but her cunt was in complete control of her body. She 
couldn't resist his moves as he lifted her hips now, pulled the soaked wisp 
of swimsuit down to her ankles and then over her feet. 

"Oh, God! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

She was completely naked now, felt the blanket pressing between the cleft of 
her buttocks. She was terribly hot, the sweat pouring freely from her body 
as she drew her feet up just far enough to let her knees part, let Darryl 
see straight into her gaping cunt. 

"Jeez, Janet!" The boy moved around to get a better view of her opening, 
unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of her wet inner passage as her 
pussy sucked against the hot air. His cock was burning fiercely against the 
pressure of his shorts but he ignored the pain and the ache in his gut to 
reach up and touch her with one finger that slid across the bottom of her 
cunt. 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! YOU'RE BURNING ME UP, DARRYL!' 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PLEASE! DO IT TO ME! PLEASE!" 

He felt the pressure of her cunt walls as he moved his finger within her, 
but there was no resistance-just pressure that increased as the finger slid 
easily until the second knuckle was within the passage. 

And then he hit the obstruction. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Janet moaned softly, her head turned away as she 
twisted her ass beneath his touch, pumped it against the air. 
"AAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! DON'T STOP-IT FEELS GOOD! IT'S 
WONDERFUL! DO IT AGAIN-DO IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

The boy was eager to please, wanting to make her feel good. He was laying 
flat against the ground now, felt the grass pushing against his belly as his 
shirt pushed away from the top of his shorts. The stalks felt cool against 
his flesh despite the heat of the afternoon. 

"Oh, Christ, Janet!" He moaned. "Please-you gotta let me do it! I gotta fuck 
you!" 

It seemed as though his cock were ready to explode right through the cloth 
of his shorts. He rolled on his side and looked down to see that there was a 
gap at the top that let him see the color of his cockhead, even though the 
shorts were old and so tight that he had trouble closing the top snap. He 
had to reach down and give himself relief even as he worked two fingers into 
the girl's cunt. His other hand pulled at his buttons, freeing his cock from 
the prison that kept it pressed against his groin-and even before he could 
work his shorts down on his hips the thick shaft of his meat flew out, 
slamming hot against his hand. It was sensitized to a greater degree than 
ever before, and seemed tender as he rubbed himself. 

But his balls were caught in the bottom of his fly. For a minute he had to 
give up the twin pleasures of rubbing cunt and cock to push his shorts down 
to his knees. His balls were already drawn up tight against the base of his 
shaft, the cockhead hurting from the dry friction of the shorts. He rubbed 
the length of his shaft as the girl's ass twitched again, faster now, rising 
up against him as she tried to bring his finger back into her cunt. 

"OH MY GOD! WHATEVER'S THE MATTER WITH ME? OHHHHHHHHH, I CANT STAND IT! 
PLEASE, DARRYL! I FEEL SO TERRIBLE, SO WONDERFUL-I WANT YOU, I NEED YOU! 

PUT IT IN ME! PLEASE, DO IT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

The boy worked his cock three of four strokes and forced himself to stop, 
afraid that he would spill his first load against the grass. He didn't want 
to come so soon, so fast-not now that he was really going to be able to do 
it to a girl. This was IT-HE WAS GOING TO FUCK HER! 

He moved between her legs, resting on all fours, his cock pointing straight 
down at the ground as he concentrated on her marvelous cunt. 

"You want it?" he demanded, tearing his eyes away from the treasure site to 
look straight into her face. "You really want me to do it?" 

"YES! YES! O HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! I KNOW IT'S 
WRONG, BUT I CANT HELP MYSELF! DO IT TO ME, DARRYL! DO IT, PLEASE!" 

"Say it!" he demanded, touching her again with his two fingers, then joining 
them with a third, twisting them completely around inside her cunt. "Say 
what you want me to do! Say the word!"" 

"O HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, WHAT ARE YOU 
DOING TO ME? I CANT STAND IT-AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, I CANT 
STAND IT! DEAR GOD! DEAR SWEET JESUS! AHHHHHHHHHHHH, 
JESUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" 

"SAY IT!" he demanded again, roughly. 'TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT! DAMN IT, SAY 
IT!" 

"OH, YES! YESSSSSSSSSS! FUCK ME! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EE EEEEEEEEE!" 

"Christ!" His ass humped the air. "YEAH, I'M GONNA DO IT TO YOU, JANET-I'M 
GONNA FUCK YOU!" 

He could wait no longer. He brought his hand away from her cunt, conscious 
that his fingers and even his palm were soaking wet. He fell across her, 
kissing her face with his eager lips, inexperience banging their teeth and 
their noses together as he tried to find the proper shape of her mouth. Now 
his hands moved down, clutched at the shape of her tits and moved around her 
back, the head of his cock battering against her thigh. 

"JESUS, JANET! JESUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I CANT STAND IT! TAKE ME IN! 

TAKE MY COCK!" 

"PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP ME! NO O O O O O O O O OOO-OH, GOD! 
AGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! PAPA, MAMA! HELP 
MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He rose above her, moved between her legs until his cock was at last 
pressing down toward her opening. At first he tried to keep his weight off 
her by holding himself on stiff arms as his hips probed down, moved the 
shaft of his cock across her slick thighs and through the outer lips of her 
pussy. But he was awkward in that position, couldn't hold himself there, 
didn't know what to do next. His back ached as he lowered himself far enough 
to have his cock sliding up toward her and his balls slammed bruisingly 
against the blanket as he tried to find the proper motion. 

He lowered himself to his elbows and then let his weight press down on her 
body, his chest crushing her tits flat. The head of his cock was exposed in 
bright pink fire as the foreskin worked completely back from the rim, and 
then he found the right position against her entrance, moved a fraction of 
an inch within the lips. 

Janet gasped. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IT'S TOO MUCH! YOU'RE HURTING ME!" 

But she rose against him, trying to help him, and his cock slid in another 
half-inch. His ass worked, and then again, and suddenly the glans was 
completely buried within her warm flesh, trailed by nearly an inch of the 
cock-shaft itself. Once more he thrust, gaining a bit more ground, and then 
he came up solid against the barrier of her cherry. 

"OH!" She yelped at the sudden pain. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? IT HURTS!" 

The boy caught his breath, his hands moving along her sides to count her 
ribs, the thumbs moving in toward the flattened cones of her tits. He raised 
his weight a bit, the girl sighing at the sudden easing-and then his ass 
strained, lines standing out of his forehead as he tried to push his cock 
deeper within her cunt. She saw the strain on his face, knew something was 
the matter. 

"What's wrong?" 

"I guess ... it's your ... cherry!" he gasped, still working against it. "I 
can't get in any farther!" He stopped, collapsed across her again, gathering 
his strength. After a minute Janet's hand stole across his back, touching 
him gently. His body rose and fell with the rhythm of her labored breathing. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I've never done it before-not for real, not all the way 
like this. I guess we'd better stop, not try any more." 

But her cunt proved that her voice was lying, squeezing against the shaft of 
his cock in regular spasms that tried to suck him deeper. And her hands were 
making no effort to push him away, move his weight from her body. They lay 
still for another minute, breathing together, and then Darryl picked himself 
up again, holding himself up on stiffened arms once more. 

"You want me to stop?" 

"Oh, no!" 

"I guess it might hurt when I go through your cherry. Do you think you can 
take it?" 

Janet closed her eyes, face contorting again as her fists clenched by her 
sides, her body stiffened. But she still was making no effort to stop him, 
and after a minute he drew back, pulled his cock out of her cunt until only 
the head was positioned against the lips. He gathered strength and moved in 
with a steady stroke And came up against her maidenhead again. "Shit!" 

He bit his Up as he drew out again, and this time slammed into her with all 
of his strength. Her ass slid across the blanket as she felt something 
beginning to tear within her. She screamed. 

"OH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" 

The tears were streaming from her eyes but he knew that he had made 
progress. Once more Darryl drew his cock back, this time holding at the 
opening to her cunt as he took in several deep breaths. Janet looked up at 
him as he felt a tingling spread throughout his body, the life-giving gas 
restoring his energy to the level needed for the final push. 

"Please!" she said. "It hurts!" 

But even as she begged his cockhead was tearing through the slender wall of 
tissue, slamming deep within her cunt to bury its full length within her, 
his balls resting now against her outer lips. 

"OH, GOD! AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

The tears were flowing freely now as she sobbed against the pain. Darryl 
held himself in position within her, and soon the sobbing stopped. At last 
she opened her eyes, sighing. "Does it still hurt?" 

"No!" she said, surprised. "Oh, I feel where the hurt was but it feels good 
now!" 

She smiled up at him, her hands moving up to his body again, caressing his 
back, touching the shape of his ass. Her cunt began to move against his cock 
again. 

"It's all right now-you can do it! Please!" 

The boy relaxed, pressing his cheek against hers as his hands moved over her 
body. His ass was twitching once more as he brushed his lips across her 
mouth, and then he began the fucking movements again, slow at first, fucking 
gently and deeply into her cunt. The easy motion sent his cock into her 
until their bellies slapped wetly together, and then brought it almost 
completely back again, until only her pressure against the shape of his 
cockhead kept his meat a prisoner within her. 

"OH, YES!" she cried. "OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IT FEELS GOOD! GOD, IT 
FEELS SO GOOD! DO IT TO ME, DARRYL-DO IT TO MEEEEEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"YEAH! IT'S HOT! IT'S GOOD! I'M FUCKING YOU!" 

"MAKE ME FEEL YOUR THING! MAKE ME KNOW YOUR COCK IS INSROE ME! FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He was fucking now with all of his power, pushing his cock deep within the 
clutching walls of her cunt, working against her and into her, feeling the 
hot shape of his shaft expanding until it wanted to pop like a balloon. And 
now there was a terrible ache building in his balls. He knew that he was 
ready to spill his seed, pour his cum into her. 

"I'M CUMMING!" he cried. "I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG!" 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"OH, GOD!" cried the boy as he slammed his cock deep within the sucking, 
eager pussy. "OH, JESUS! THIS IS BEAUTIFUL, WONDERFUL! 
AGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! FUCKING JESUS! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

It was just like he had dreamed-it was better! The feeling was the most 
ecstatic he had ever known or imagined. The wonderful pressure of her cunt 
squeezed against his cock, his heart pounding with excitement as it raced at 
twice its normal speed, the red force coursing deep into his cock to fill 
the interstices and make it swell into the mightiest tool of flesh that was 
ever made. 

Janet sobbed. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! HELP ME! HELP 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He moved within the girl as his balls churned their seed, fucking furiously 
now as he rose toward his climax. He no longer paid attention to the girl 
beneath him, hardly realized that Janet was there, sharing this experience 
with him. His thoughts were empty, everything gone except for this wonderful 
feeling centered about his cock, the powerful pulsing sensation of his prick 
tearing its passage through her yielding flesh. 

"I'M CUMMING!" he cried again. "OH, CHRIST! I CAN'T I GOTTA I'M 
CUMINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

Belly slapped against teenage belly, Janet's ass driving across the blanket 
until now her head and shoulders were completely off the wool, resting on 
the grass. Darryl's sweat stood out against his back, trickling across his 
muscles to gather in a tiny pool in the valley where the base of his spine 
met the spreading globes of his tender youthful ass. He gasped for breath 
through his open mouth as he pounded into the girl with all of his strength. 

"CHRIST IN HEAVEN! TAKE ME, JANET-FEEL MY COCK, FEEL ME IN YOU! SQUEEZE MY 
COCK, MAKE ME FEEL YOU, FEEL YOU GOOD! YEAH, DO IT, THAT'S IT! DO IT! 
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! JUSUS, MY BALLS ARE MELTING! FUCK! SHIT FUCK! 
FUCK ME, DAMN YOU! I'M FUCKING YOU, MAKE ME FEEL YOUR PUSSY, FEEL YOUR ASS! 
I'M FUCKING YOU!" 

Janet gasped. "OH DEAR GOD! PLEASE, HELP ME! HAVE MERCY ON ME! YOU'RE 
KILLING ME, DARRYL-I CANT STAND IT! I CAN'T TAKE IT! 
AGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

His cock was cooking in the heat of her cunt-oven now, the heat of their 
passion raising body temperatures toward the fever point, the hurt aching 
him, paining him terribly as his erection grew larger than ever before. The 
girl felt the probing head of his meat stick pushing deep through her cunt, 
into her womb, into her guts-until it seemed that he was slamming straight 
into the middle of her belly. There was no sensation of grass beneath her 
shoulders, of blanket riding up against her ass-there was only this 
wonderful fucking feeling, nothing else in the whole world strong enough to 
intrude, the two of them, boy and girl, cock and cunt alone together in this 
wonderful, beautiful joining. They worked together, moving back and forth 
until the blanket was twisted into a tight ball beneath them. The wool was 
soaked with the stink of their young bodies, the beautiful fragrant perfume 
of their fucking. 

The boy felt his heart pounding, blowing up inside his chest until his body 
was no longer big enough to keep all of it inside. His ribs ached with the 
power of his fucking, the blood rushing into that powerful pounding engine 
that was working at the end of his balls. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCK!" 

His cock was too big for the rest of his body-it was bigger than the biggest 
cocks he had ever seen, on the older boys naked in the swimming pool at the 
Y and in the high school locker room. It seemed impossible that all of that 
wonderful hot burning meat was part of him, was working to the rhythm of his 
hips. Some of those older guys liked to show off their hard cocks, proud of 
what they could throw against a cunt-but right now Darryl knew that his 
prick was more than a match for the biggest of them. His cock would make any 
of them jealous as it reached now from his groin all the way through the 
girl's body to batter at her throat. 

Janet sobbed. "HELP ME! HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

She felt his cum exploding into her, filling her with the wonderful juice of 
life-and now her body responded in turn, began to return measure for 
measure, juice for juice, the two life forces slamming against each other, 
filling the passage of her cunt and the shape of her womb until the liquids 
spilled over, spilled around the shape of the pulsating cock, and ran out 
across their joined groins. Her cum wet his balls as his juice wet her 
thighs, the two of them soaked with each other. 

"WHAT'S HAPPENING?" she cried. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! WHAT A 
WONDERFUL FEELING! I'M IN HEAVEN! FUCK ME, DARRYL! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"CHRIST! OH, CHRIST!" He couldn't spare breath for the words but his lips 
shaped them anyway, hoarse grunts of pleasure, of triumph over her body. 

They drove together one final time, the boy's cock pressed all of the way 
within the girl's cunt, the weight of his ass holding him within her, as the 
muscles of her passage rippled against him, draining him of the last 
droplets, moving the last of her cum by the shape of his cock. Her tits were 
crushed flat by the weight of his chest, the boy's chin digging against her 
throat as his ass trembled uncontrollably, the head of his cock pulsing even 
though there was no more to come from his balls. One final time they worked 
against each other.... 

And then they collapsed, drained, finished. 

For several minutes Darryl lay on top of Janet, each of them too weak to 
move, too drained of strength to separate. The boy's arms reached lifelessly 
along her body as Janet trailed her finger through the sweat on his back, 
then let her hands drop. 

She moaned, and Darryl shifted his weight, moving his chest to her side. For 
several minutes his terrible erection remained stiff within the passage of 
her cunt, but the blood at last began to recede from his cock, the ramrod 
easing. He was still hard, although spongy now, his cock hurting terribly 
even though the most wonderful warm feeling filled his balls and his body. 

The walls of Janet's cunt squeezed tighter as his shaft softened, creating a 
new pain for the boy's cock. With the detumescence came a shortening of his 
erection-length, the cockhead at last retreating from its farthest 
penetration. He softened further, and soon his meat was sliding across the 
juices that coated the walls of her cunt, lubricating his exit. His cock 
slipped out between her legs, the head touching two or three stalks of 
grass. The touch hurt sharply, and he shivered, rolling off her to lay on 
his back beside her. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

She brought her arm down to touch him, found his hand and clasped it 
tightly. Their bodies moved closer together, touching along their entire 
length as they felt each other's heat, each other's sweat. She sighed again, 
and brushed her hair from her eyes with her hand, turning to look at him. 

"We shouldn't have done it." 

"Didn't you like it?" 

He raised up on his elbow to look into her eyes. His hand moved to cup her 
tit, the girl writhing beneath his touch. But she made no effort to push him 
away. 

"Wasn't it good for you?" he insisted...." yes." 

She had paused before answering, and the word was barely a whisper; but 
Darryl heard. He bent now to kiss her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He 
knew that she didn't regret his having forced her. His soft cock still ached 
where it pressed against her thigh, and he lay back, aware for the first 
time that his shorts were completely tangled about his ankles. He brought 
his knees up to his belly, reached to slip the shorts off, and kicked them 
aside. He kicked off his sneakers as well and lay back, now as naked as the 
girl. 

Janet rested her head against Darryl's arm, looking down the length of his 
body. She saw the soft shape of his cock resting across the hair nest of his 
balls. She stared at his meat, trying to reconcile the softness with the 
feeling of the iron ramrod that had torn her maidenhead, filling completely 
the channel of her cunt. It did not seem possible that the two organs were 
one and the same! 

Suddenly she was aware of their nakedness. "Somebody will see us!" 

"Who? Ma's at one of her meetings, and no one's home in your house-I saw Liz 
go out with her swimsuit. We're as safe as though we were lost in the woods. 
Old lady Willoughby's as deaf as a post, and she certainly can't see through 
that big, old weeping willow. And on the other side, the Hansons have gone 
to Disney World for their vacation. So who's to see?" 

He caught the girl into his arms, and kissed her full on the lips. After a 
minute Janet responded, turning until they were facing each other, their 
bodies pressed together along their entire length. She felt the boy's sharp 
toenails against her feet, the shape of his erected nipples pressing into 
the flesh of her tits-and between her legs, the still-hot, soft mass of his 
cock and his balls, his pubic hair rough against the smoothness of her 
thigh. 

She sighed, and reached down to adjust his cock until it was between her 
legs, then moved her hand around his back. His softness lay across the slit 
of her cunt, but it was not growing hard again. It was a good feeling, just 
to be laying together and feeling the shape of each other against their 
nakedness. 

They were silent for several minutes, Darryl's hand moving across her back 
to feel out the tiny curve, and find the shape of her ass. His touch was 
feather-light, and made her tingle. 

"You really never did it before?" he asked. 

"Couldn't you tell? You got my cherry!" 

He giggled. "Yeah, I did, didn't I? But haven't you fooled around at all?" 

"Oh, maybe ... a little. But I never went all of the way before." 

"Was it worth it?" 

"Do you think it was?" 

"Yeah!" he said, happily. "It sure was!" 

"Did you?" 

"Huh?"...." ever do it before?" she completed. 

He was silent a minute before answering, then, "No. Oh, I looked up a girl's 
legs a time or two, pulled down some panties-but I never dared go all the 
way." 

"I'm glad," she said, sighing, and snuggling against him. "I'm glad you 
waited for me-that it was the first time for both of us." 

Her hand squeezed the muscles of his back, moved along his side to cup the 
shape of his ass, and then dropped into his crotch to touch his cock. She 
stroked the soft tube with one finger, feeling the heat that was still in 
it, then pulled away from him to watch her hand take him in. She squeezed 
him, and a drip of fluid oozed from the hole in the cockhead to brush 
against the heel of her hand. She touched it with a finger of her other 
hand, spreading the fluid over the glans. "Does it feel good?" 

He winced. "It hurts!" She squeezed him again, and he reached down to save 
his cock. "Don't!" 

Janet released his cock and lifted the shape of his balls. She hefted the 
eggs one at a time, balancing them in the palm of her hand. 

Darryl sighed, eyes closing with pleasure as his hand cupped her tit and 
played with the nipple. After a minute he opened them again. 

"Haven't you ever seen Jimmy's?" he asked, speaking of her twin. "I thought 
you used to share a room together." 

"When we were real little, before Les and Liz were born. Ever since I can 
remember, I've slept with Liz." 

He persisted. "But haven't you seen him?" 

"Sure!" she said innocently. "Every day-at meals, and in school, and-" 

"You know what I mean!" 

"You have a dirty mind." 

"Which you like, otherwise you wouldn't be playing with my balls. Come on, 
Janet-have you seen Jimmy's cock? Have you played with it?" 

"Oh, I've seen it once or twice," she gave in. "Is it as big as mine?" 

"I never measured him," she teased. "Maybe bigger." 

"I don't believe you! And even if it is as big as mine, I bet he can't use 
it the way I can!" 

"Do you want me to arrange a contest between you?" 

"No, thank you! I don't believe in screwing before an audience." 

"It's all in the family," said Janet. 

"Your family, not mine. I suppose you'd invite Lies and Liz, too?" 

"Why not?" She giggled and touched his cock again. It was beginning to erect 
again, to stand out, rising toward its former eminence. She was amazed. 

"Don't you ever get tired?" 

"I take vitamins." Suddenly the boy was shy. "Do you want to do it ... 
again?" 

"No, thank you!-gosh, it must be getting late! I've got to get supper 
started." 

She jumped to her feet, leaving Darryl stranded on the grass, his cock 
pointing straight up into the air-pointing toward her crotch as he shifted 
position to bring up his knees. But Janet ignored him, finding her bikini 
parts and tugging at the blanket until he rolled clear. At last he stood, 
reluctantly, and bent to pick up his shorts and his shoes. But he made no 
effort to put them on. 

Nor did Janet try to dress herself. They stood a pace apart, naked, holding 
their burdens and conscious of each other. At last she turned away, and went 
toward the house, leaving Darryl with nothing to do but retreat toward the 
hedge. He didn't start away until she was on the porch, watching her 
retreating ass until the back door slammed as a final curtain to her 
nakedness. 

The boy's cock bobbed forlornly as he moved toward the hedge and away from 
the scene of his conquest, the head still glistening with the last droplet 
of his cum that she had spread with her thumb. The hairs around his balls 
were wet with the mixed cum of their young bodies. As Darryl squeezed 
through the hedge, cock banging painfully against protruding branches, he 
whistled a tune of triumph. 

Janet paused before entering the kitchen to drop her bikini into the basket 
of dirty laundry, and shook out the blanket. Her nose wrinkled as she 
smelled the scent of fucking. She stuffed it into the washing machine, 
adding soap, and starting the cycle. No point in letting Papa stumble across 
the proof of her adventures. 

She felt deliciously wicked in her nakedness as she continued on into the 
big room beyond, even though she knew that what they had done on the lawn 
was not right, no matter how good it might feel. It was a sin-but if that 
meant she had to roast in Hell, then God didn't play fair! Despite the 
guilt, there was a pleasant ache in her gut, and a tingly sensation in her 
cunt and womb. How could something bad feel so great? 

She'd worry about that later-right now she was hungry. She pushed into the 
kitchen and stopped, shocked, to see her sister at the work table, sipping a 
glass of milk. 

"Hi," said Liz. "I saw what you and Darryl were doing." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Janet froze for an instant, her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth. 
Then she remembered her nakedness, and looked down in reflex to see that her 
belly and legs were grass-stained, and wet with the juices of fucking. Her 
mind worked furiously, trying to come up with words to say. She decided to 
brazen it out. 

"Saw what?" she said, tossing her hair as she went to the cupboard for a 
tumbler. She came back to the work table and poured milk for herself. 

"I saw you," said Liz. 

"And what do you think we were doing?" 

"Screwing. If Papa caught you, he'd kick your ass black and blue. Darryl's 
too." 

"Don't use bad language," Janet said, automatically, forgetting the words 
she had called out in the throes of her passion. "How long, were you 
watching, snoop?" 

"From the beginning. I was comin' out to tell you I was home when Darryl 
started wiggling through the hedge." She giggled. "He looked silly, stalking 
you like a cat after a bird. Except you didn't try to fly away." 

"Okay, you saw us. So what?" 

"Is that all you're gonna say?" 

"What do you want? Do you expect me to fall on my knees and beg you not to 
tell Papa? So we fooled around-big deal. You play with yourself-I see you 
almost every morning, when you wake up early and think I'm still sleeping. 
I've seen you playing around with Les, too, but did I ever say anything 
about it?" 

Liz cocked her head. "What you did wasn't fooling around-it was for real. He 
stuck his thing right into you! Didn't it hurt?" 

"So that's it-you're jealous!" She laughed. "You want to do it, too. Want me 
to call Darryl over? I'm sure he'll let you feel his thing and play with 
it." 

"I wouldn't dare!" said the younger girl. Even though she was only a year 
younger than Janet, her body had not begun its major changes; her tits were 
still the barest swellings that did not raise the fabric of her sleeveless 
blouse. It was obvious that they were sisters, but Liz was more sylph-like, 
and boyish, her short hair curly like her twin's, Leslie. The older pair of 
twins both had straight hair. 

Janet relaxed and sat down by her sister, aware now that the youngster 
wasn't going to carry tales to anyone. She realized that Liz was watching 
her in awe and was unable to resist preening. 

"Didn't it hurt?" Liz asked, insisting. 

"Oh, a little bit," said Janet, playing down the actual pain. The stab when 
he entered, tearing her maidenhead, had been one of the worst hurts she 
could ever remember. But it was quickly over and gone, and there was nothing 
in her memory but the wonderful feeling of his cock as it first filled her 
cunt. 

"It only hurts for a minute," she said. "You'll find out when your time 
comes." 

"Gee, I hope I don't cry like you did-I thought he was hurting you bad. I 
was getting ready to call Papa, tell him to come home and stop him." 

"I'm glad you didn't," Janet said, dryly. Liz was right-Papa would have 
kicked her black and blue. She rubbed her ass cheek as though the pain was 
really there. 

"Gee, who ever figured old Darryl would have such a big thing?" said Liz. 
"It looked a lot bigger than Jimmy's when he gets stiff." 

"When did you see Jimmy stiff?" 

"Oh, I didn't, really-I just caught a peek at him in the bathroom. It wasn't 
that big, I'm sure. I bet even Papa isn't that big!" 

"I wouldn't bet on that. Darryl's still only a kid, even if he is bigger 
than Jimmy." 

"Gee, I wonder how big Papa's is?" 

"Don't ask him," said Janet. "Or you will see some ass kicking!" 

The girls were silent for a moment, sipping at their glasses, but Janet was 
aware that Liz could not tear her eyes away. She kept moving her gaze over 
the older girl's body, taking in the tits but dropping always to the groin, 
to the visible evidence of fucking. 

"What's it like?" she asked. 

"What's what like?" 

"You know. Screwing. What does it feel like when he puts it inside you?" 

"It feels great!" 

"Is it better than rubbing yourself, or having Jimmy rub you?" 

"Oh yes!" Then she realized the meaning of the second part of the question. 
"Who said I let Jimmy rub me?" 

"You're not the only one who can see things," said Liz, tossing her hair. "I 
bet you and Jimmy have fooled around a lot more than Les and me." 

"Okay, so all of us like to play-so what? There's no reason for anyone to 
tell on the others, is there?" 

"I'd never tell!" said Liz. "Janet? Can I see inside your legs?" 

Janet started to say no, then looked at the clock. There was more than half 
an hour before she'd have to start the potatoes for supper. She knew how 
curious she'd be if the roles were reversed, so why not give Liz a cheap 
thrill? 

"You can if you want." 

She turned on her stool, spreading her knees as her feet cocked against a 
rung, looking down at her wrinkled belly and the shape of her pointing tits. 
She could see the redness as the pudenda opened, revealing the walls of her 
cunt. She was still wet there, the juices thick enough to stand out. 

Liz bent forward, then slipped down from her stool to kneel between her 
sister's legs, staring wide-eyed at the recently-punished cunt. Her tongue 
touched the corner of her lip as she cocked her head, her nose wrinkling 
with the first sharp stink. But she did not back away. After a minute, she 
reached out with one cautious finger to touch the soft redness, moving it 
across the side wall and through the slick. 

"Gee! There's blood!" 

"What?" Janet tried to bend down ever farther. "Where?" 

"It's just a couple of drops. Did he take your cherry?" 

For an instant Janet was irritated to think that her younger sister might 
know more about the actual process of entering a virgin for the first time. 
Then her ire receded-she should have known all of the facts herself. Now she 
remembered that a cherry was supposed to bleed. It was a good thing she had 
put the blanket in the washer. 

Crouching, the younger girl's face was right at the level of her cunt. Liz 
reached again, moving her finger completely around inside the lips, then 
shoving it back to touch the tiny cocklet and lighting a sudden fire that 
shot through Janet's loins. Janet shivered, her hands going to her tits. She 
felt the spongy erectness of her nipples, and wondered if they had been like 
that during Darryl's conquest. 

"Your clitoris is hard," said Liz, conversationally, touching it. She rubbed 
her finger across its length and Janet shivered again. 

"Don't! That makes me all hot again!" 

Her ass was puckering now against the stool, and she had to resist the 
impulse to close her thighs about her sister's hand. She wanted to feel the 
finger probing much deeper, wanted Liz to find the way back through the 
passage to the opening of her womb. 

"Want me to rub you off?" the younger girl asked. 

"Oh, yes!" And this time her thighs did close. "But not here! Let's go 
upstairs-on the bed!" 

Liz was willing, and Janet was burning up with the heat of her desire as 
they hurried up the stairs to their own room. Once inside, she threw herself 
across the bed, eyes closed and legs drawn up. It seemed to take Liz forever 
to settle herself on the bed, and she opened her eyes again to see that her 
sister was undressing. 

It seemed to take her forever, the younger girl's mound hairless when she 
finally climbed up onto the bed beside her sister. Liz knelt between Janet's 
legs, spreading the older girl's knees far apart to completely open the wet 
cunt for her gaze. Janet's pussy made a sucking noise from its wetness as it 
opened, and then Liz's hand was entering the passage, taking the shape of 
the clit between three fingers. She began a gentle massage of her sister's 
sex, settling back against her heels and her other hand dropping to her own 
pussy. 

"OH!" Janet gasped as the fire touched deep, an electric wire tingling all 
of the way back into her womb. "OH, GOD! DO IT, LIZ!" 

For perhaps half a minute the little girl worked her fingers against her 
sister's clit, moving them ever faster, heedless of the moisture that 
gathered about her hand and filled her palm. Janet's ass was lifting from 
the bed now, the girl no longer able to restrain herself from humping 
against the probing hand. She wanted to take Liz's wrist, shove her hand all 
of the way inside. She reached for the girl and caught her, her thighs 
closing about Liz's arm as Janet fell over on her side, breasts heaving. Liz 
had to follow, losing her balance. 

"OHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! PLEASE! PLEASE!" 

Now she was reaching for her sister, caught her about the waist, pulled her 
tight against her body so that they were laying head to groin. Liz's left 
hand was still trapped between Janet's legs, and now the older girl wrapped 
her arms about Liz's ass, hugging her with all her strength. Her face 
pressed against her younger sister's crotch, and Liz opened her legs 
automatically, letting Janet probe between them. She worked her fingers 
inside Janet's cunt as the older girl kissed her hairless pudenda, pressing 
her lips tight against her cunt. 

"OH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" 

Liz jumped as Janet's tongue moved into her pussy, touched her clit, the 
rough surface irritating the erection, and suddenly a sharp chill caught her 
gut. Liz gasped, her head thrown back as she humped against her sister's 
mouth. The tongue felt strange, felt marvelous, felt wonderful! She wanted 
to feel that licking all of the way. 

"OH, JANET! LICK ME, PLEASE! LICK MY PUSSY! IT FEELS SO GOOD! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TOME? 

Janet did as Liz asked, sending her tongue probing deep into her sister's 
cunt, the dry walls moistening now with her spit, and that serving as 
lubrication to make them slide against each other, slide against her 
intruding tongue. She probed until her tongue ached with the pressure, 
licking her young sister's virgin cunt. The taste was sweeter than she had 
imagined, even though Liz was not yet able to produce a liquor of her own. 

Janet sucked greedily, the noise of her lips loud in the silence of the 
room. Her thighs continued their imprisonment of Liz's hand, but the younger 
girl was no longer able to return sensation for sensation, lost in the 
thrill of having her cunt eaten out by Janet's tongue. She pushed her ass 
against Janet's face, instinctively trying to draw the delightful probing 
tongue deeper within, her free hand wrapped tight now about Janet's ass, one 
finger clutching the cleft between the two buttocks and probing against the 
brown sphincter. 

"OH GOD!" cried the younger girl. "OH IT'S SO GOOD! SUCK ME, JANET! YOU'RE 
BURNING ME UP! OHHHHHH! PLEASE, don't STOP! don't EVER STOP! KEEP SUCKING 
ME! KEEP SUCKING!" 

Janet tried to oblige, her mouth pressed full against the lips of Liz's cunt 
now in a wonderful moist kiss. The older girl's tits were heaving as she 
rose up over Liz, at last releasing the frozen hand until the younger girl 
was flat on her back, Janet completely on top. She was riding Liz, her groin 
pushing down against the younger girl's face, fucking back across her 
features, until Liz was wet with the juices of the new fire burning there. 
Janet was supporting herself on her knees now, but still pressed her weight 
down on the youngster, rocking back and forth over her as she dug her 
fingers into Liz's ass. 

Her mouth dropped wetly, noisily, against Liz's cunt, and for the next 
minutes the two girls sucked each other deeply, wildly, holding tight to 
each other as they humped against their bed with their passion. Neither was 
experienced, but each seemed to know instinctively the way to make the other 
respond. The two young tongues worked together, Janet capturing Liz's clit 
between her teeth, Liz sucking on Janet's own trigger, until it seemed as 
though their entire bodies were on fire. The younger girl had never known, 
never imagined, such a wonderful feeling-if this was fucking, what had made 
her wait so long to discover its glory? 

The bed was rocking with their passions as they moved together, Liz taking 
the place of the cock her sister wanted so much. Four sets of lips met 
wetly, mouth against cunt, pussy against mouth, as they sucked each other as 
deeply as they could. Janet's fingers nails were leaving deep marks in Liz's 
buttocks, but the younger girl felt none of the pain, knew only the joy of 
her sister's tongue as it probed deep within her passage, rubbed against the 
shield of the maidenhead. For a moment Janet was tempted to break Liz's 
cherry, then thought better of it: let the kid know the true feel of a cock 
slamming home for the first time. There was only one cherry in a girl's 
life-it was not something to be wasted. 

"OH, CHRIST!" She tore her face from Liz's crotch, reared up, belly arching 
down to weigh the youngster, ass grinding against Liz's face. She felt the 
churning within her body that meant her seed was boiling again, was once 
more preparing to spill out. 

"SUCK ME, BABY! don't STOP! SUCK ME, LIZ!" 

Liz read the urgency in Janet's cry even though she did not understand 
exactly what was happening. She buried her face in Janet's cunt until she 
could no longer breathe, knew only the heat of the older girl's cunt 
enfolding her, capturing her, keeping her sex slave and prisoner forever. 
She sucked eagerly, hungrily, using all of the strength of her lungs to pull 
her sister's cunt inside out, teeth digging now into the soft walls of the 
passage, capturing the clit and biting sharply until the older girl saw red 
pain through the haze of her body's arousal. Liz sucked as Janet fucked 
against her face, until it seemed as though her tongue were being torn from 
its roots, as though she could taste her sister's body, flesh, cunt, all of 
the way down into her stomach. 

"OHHHHHH, YES! KEEP GOING, LIZ! SUCK MY PUSSY, MAKE ME CUM! YEAHHHHHH! FUCK! 
DAMN FUCK! I FEEL IT, I FEEL IT! IT'S GONNA CUM! I'M GONNA CUM! OHHHHHH 
AGGGHHHHHH!" 

It was happening. There was nothing she could do to stop it. Her body had 
responded for the first time to Darryl's driving prick, but now it was 
answering again the needs of her cunt. The juices generated, rose, 
overflowed their natural receptacle to spill out into Liz, flooding her 
face, filling her mouth and her nose and her ears. The young girl choked, 
tried to turn away, but she was still captive of her sister's legs, and 
could not escape. She could do nothing but take it, accept it, drink what 
spilled into her mouth. 

"I'M CUMMING!" cried Janet. "OH, GOD HELP ME! SUCK LIZ! SUCK ME, SUCK ME! 
I'M CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGG! OHHHHHH!" 

She slammed her pelvis down against the younger girl, held there for a long 
moment as everything in her gut suddenly ran out, spilling over the bed to 
wet Liz, and mark her with the stink of womanhood. The younger girl could 
not breathe. She felt her life being cut off; a blackness filled with 
shooting green and purple stars came over her eyes. Her hands pushed up at 
Janet's hips, trying to free herself, but the older girl was oblivious, knew 
only the needs of her own body. She flooded her sister with her juices, 
gasping and sighing at the tremendous relief, ignoring the spasms of pain. 

"AHHHHHHHHH, GOD! FUCK ME! OH, FUCK ME! THAT'S BEAUTIFUL, THAT'S HEAVEN! 
OHHHHHH!" 

The flood slowed, eased, stopped. There was only the remaining pockets of 
trapped juice to ooze slowly over the roughened skin. Her hips unlocked, and 
let Liz free as she fell forward, rolling from the younger girl. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Her asshole puckered. "Oh, God! What a feeling! That was 
better than Darryl's cock in me! Oh, my God, I'm melted!" 

Liz was crying. "You hurt me! I couldn't breathe!" 

Instantly Janet was solicitous, and pulled herself around to take the 
younger girl's face between her hands. 

"Oh, honey! I'm sorry, Liz! I'm sorry!" 

"You hurt me!" 

She captured the girl in her arms, pulled her tight against her chest, her 
tits crushing beneath the pressure. Liz's face was between her breasts, the 
tears rolling free as the child continued to sob. Janet patted her back, 
rubbed her arm as though she could rub away the ache. 

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Liz! I couldn't help it-I never felt so wild in 
my life! You sucked me so nicely, you made me cum!" 

"Please don't hurt me like that again." 

"I won't, I promise. Next time I'll let you be on top, you can hold my head 
between your legs." 

"Next time? You want to do it again?" 

"Didn't it feel good? Except for the last part, when I got carried away?" 

Liz snuffled a tear away from her nose, and rubbed her eye. The tears had 
stopped, and now she could no longer remember the terrible ache. But the 
pleasure was still there in her memory, the feeling of Janet sucking hard 
against her pussy-of Janet's cunt sucking against her lips. 

"It did feel good," she said. "Lots better than just rubbing off. Is that 
what fucking is like, too?" 

"Oh, no!" Janet laughed. "Fucking is something else again-something ever so 
much better! The two aren't at all a-like, except that they both made me 
cum! I promise I'll suck you again whenever you want-but right now we gotta 
get moving! Papa will be home in another hour, and I've got to start 
supper!" 

Liz giggled. "You better wash your face first-and the rest of you, too. Or 
hell know that you've been up to something you shouldn't." 

She sighed as Janet got off the bed, rubbing between her legs again. She was 
so wet down there! And it had felt good. She could hardly wait for her 
sister to suck her again. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Dan Sanbome stood at the rear window of his office, peering through the 
Venetian blinds at the girl who had just popped out of the Wool worth's on 
the far side of the parking lot. It was five o'clock-you could set your 
watch by those kids. His lips pursed appreciatively in a silent whistle as 
the girl hurried across the lot, coming toward him-coming toward the fancy 
decorated van parked in the cul de sac that was almost hidden by the trash 
containers for the supermarket two doors down. Only Dan's window gave a 
clear view of that parking space. 

The girl was blonde, with long straight hair caught back in a garish plastic 
butterfly. Her skirt came almost to her knees, but her ass was well-rounded, 
wiggling with each hurried step, her grapefruit-size tits bouncing braless 
in her blouse. It was a wonder Wool worth's let her work that way-the old 
lady customers must be royally insulted at the sight of the firm young 
titties bouncing before their eyes as their purchases were rung up. 

The back door of the van popped open, the boy watching from the inside. For 
a minute Dan could see straight into the interior, see the water bed that 
took up most of the floor space. 

Christ! The goddam kid was bareass naked! 

For an instant he could see the straight, lithe limbs of the boy, saw the 
cock hanging down from the nest of curly pubic hair between his legs. His 
balls hung low, big eggs, but the meat was even longer. Jesus, is that the 
way kids were built today? The kid must have seven inches or more soft-what 
the hell was it like hard? 

The door of the van closed, and a minute later the bouncing began, just like 
it did every day at this time. How old were the kids, anyway? The girl 
didn't look to be more than fourteen or fifteen, although those tits would 
be the envy of most full-grown women. The boy might be seventeen or 
eighteen-whatever, he was able to be here every day to meet his girl at 
quitting time. A fast and furious fuck in the back of the van, and then home 
in time for supper-a very neat arrangement indeed. 

For a minute longer Dan watched the van quivering on its springs, conscious 
of the ache in his own groin. He reached down to rub himself, sharply 
envious of the boy-Christ, but he wanted to bury his cock in some sweet 
pussy! 

No-he didn't want just any old pussy. He wanted Trish. His wife. Her and her 
damnable idea that maybe splitting up for the summer would let them find out 
why they fought so much. It was dumb, he should never have let her talk him 
into going along. But she had been gone for over a week now, taking the boys 
to the beach house for the summer, leaving him with the girls at home. 

He wanted Trish-he loved her. So they fought-so what? They always made up 
after, and the fucking was even sweeter then, the pleasure even greater as 
each tried to give the other the most of that was in them. 

Shit! His cock was hard, sticking out against his pants. He couldn't resist 
touching himself, rubbing it. Maybe a quick jerk-off would ease the goddamn 
pain he was feeling now.... 

His fingers were on his zipper before he stopped himself, hating himself for 
the weakness. Jesus, one lousy week without his wife's cunt, and already he 
was going out of his mind. When Trish left he vowed to himself that he could 
make out all right without her, he could last the summer without fucking. He 
knew that she expected him to find some other ass to grab, but he was 
determined to prove himself a better man than that. He'd had two wet dreams 
this week so far, but he had managed to keep his hand off his cock except 
when pissing. 

Although just touching himself even to piss made him feel so goddamn 
horny.... 

The sudden burr of the intercome buzzer broke into his revery. He jumped, 
feeling guilty, and looked around. But of course no one was there. He hit 
the button on the intercom. 

"What is it, Priscilla?" 

"Will you be working tonight, Dan? Chuck just called in from the Copperwood 
development. He has a couple of prospects coming at seven, and there's no 
one to cover the office while he takes them out." 

Damn! That was the trouble with being in the real estate business-your time 
was never your own. Customers didn't realize what shitty hours real estate 
salesmen had to keep-work almost every evening, and Saturday and Sunday too. 
The latter two days were when you did the most business, so there was no 
such thing as a weekend off with the family. 

That was part of the trouble with Trish-she understood why he had to work 
such shitty hours, but understanding didn't make it any easier to accept. 
Even though the shitty hours gave them two houses, gave Trish the boutique, 
something to do during the long hours when Dan was tied up. 

If Trish were home now, he'd say fuck Copperwood, and go straight home to 
fuck her.... 

But she wasn't home. "All right, Priscilla. I'll cover for him. I'm going 
home to have supper first, though-I'll leave in about twenty minutes." 

"All right, Dan I'm leaving now. Good night." 

"Good night." 

For a minute Dan thought about his office secretary-Priscilla was stacked 
herself, still keeping her shape into her mid-thirties. If she really was 
only thirty-six. He had a sneaking suspicion that her application form lied 
by at least five years. But what a body! Christ, he was getting hard again 
thinking about her! 

But Priscilla was a no-no-a well-married no-no, with several kids about the 
same age as his own two sets of twins. She had come back to work as soon as 
her kids were all in school-only in her case, the money was a great deal 
more important than what Trish made out of her shop. Priscilla's husband had 
been a cross-country trucker-until the night five years ago when his rig 
jackknifed on an icy mountain road, cutting off the only down-bound lane of 
traffic as well. Before he could get out and set up flares, another truck 
came roaring down thirty miles an hour faster for the condition of the road, 
and caught him broadsides. Sam Burket's spine was snapped instantly, and 
from that moment he had been paralyzed from the waist down. 

Not where his manhood counted, though-Priscilla said that he was still as 
much a man there as ever, perhaps even more so. It was awkward for both of 
them, husband and wife each having to adjust to new positions, new ways of 
satisfying the old urge. But a broken spine hadn't been the end of sex, and 
Priscilla had never found it necessary to look outside of her own home for 
all the humping she needed. 

Which left Dan in the cold. 

Christ! I gotta get some relief, or go out of my goddamn fucking mind! 

He fidgeted for the twenty minutes, unable to concentrate on any of the 
papers on his desk, or to read any of the business journals stacked up. At 
last it was time to move out, head for home-the home without a wife. Even 
though the girls were there, it seemed empty without Trish and the boys. 

Without Trish.... 

It took him less than ten minutes to make it home through the late afternoon 
traffic, and when he parked in front of the house Liz came bursting out of 
the front door, running to throw her arms around him. 

"I love you, Papa!" 

"I love you, too, honey," he said, squeezing her and patting her fanny. 
"Supper ready?" 

She made a face. "Hamburgers again. Hamburgers and mashed potatoes and corn. 
I wish Mama was here to do the cooking, not Janet." 

"Yeah, sure." He said nothing more as he scooped the evening paper off the 
steps, carried it into the house. Janet popped out of the kitchen, almost 
lost underneath one of Trish's work aprons. 

"Hi, Papa. You can sit down in two minutes, so go wash your hands." 

He bent to pass a kiss across her cheek, and gave her a familiar pat in 
turn, heading into the downstairs John to follow orders. When he came out, 
the dining room table was set and Janet was carrying the last of the dishes 
in. Liz was already seated, and helping herself to everything despite her 
comments about the food. 

"Hard day, Papa?" asked Janet. 

"Hard as usual," he said, dishing out mashed potatoes. "I have to run out to 
Copperwood for a couple of hours tonight. You girls don't mind, do you? I 
was thinking, I could drop you off at the Savoy on the way-there's a double 
bill monster show on this week. I'll pick you up after, and we'll stop at 
Farrell's for ice cream." 

"That's a stinky show," said Liz. "We saw it last winter." 

"Thanks anyway, Papa," said Janet. "But I guess we'll skip the movies 
tonight. Ice cream later sounds good, though, doesn't it, Liz?" 

"Yeah, I guess so. Will you be out late, Papa?" 

"No later than I have to be," he said, answering his youngest daughter's 
question. 

But when he was finally finished at the model home, his own home did not 
seem like such a great place to be. His groin still ached-he still wanted 
his wife so bad he could almost taste her lips. He was building up to a 
great depression, so it was easy to stop at a bar near the development-the 
first one he saw. It was a quiet place, with few customers and those minding 
their own business. The first drink was followed by several more, and before 
he knew it the bartender was standing in front of him, shaking his wrist. 

"Mac! Hey, Mac! Wake up!" 

"Huh? Whazzit?" His glass was empty, although he could not remember drinking 
it. "Gimme another. Wha' time's it?" 

"Eleven-thirty. You're the last one in the place-everybody else went home. 
You go home, too, so I can close up-please." 

"Gimme another," he said again. 

"Okay, but this is the last one-and drink up. I want to get home before 
Johnny Carson goes off, for a change." 

Five minutes later he was fumbling his car keys into the ignition. He sat up 
straight before starting the motor, stretching his eyes wide. How many 
drinks had he had? His vision was blurry for a moment, until he rubbed his 
eyes. Then he managed to start the car, steer it out onto the street. 

Dan didn't remember getting home. Suddenly he was sitting in the car, which 
was parked in his own driveway. He tried to read his watch, but the figures 
were too far away to be made out. Somehow he got out, made his way to the 
house, stumbling as he went up the porch steps. 

A light was on in the hall, and when he finally managed to open the door and 
stagger inside, Janet appeared at the top of the stairs. He looked up with 
bleary vision, and saw that his daughter was wearing baby doll pajamas-brief 
panties, and a top that barely came to her waist. The pajamas were old, but 
a favorite pair. He could see the girl's developing tits clearly through the 
light blue fabric. 

"Oh, Papa!" 

She came to him, and caught him as he stumbled against the first step before 
he could fall. His arm around Janet's shoulder, he used her as a crutch to 
make it up the stairs, and then into his bedroom-the bedroom he shared with 
the wife who was not there. 

"Did you have to get drunk, Papa?" 

Janet helped him sit on the edge of the bed, bent to remove his shoes and 
his socks. 

"Thanks, honey," he mumbled. "You're the only true woman I've got. I love 
you." 

He waved his hand toward her, the momentum enough to make him topple 
backward. The girl sighed and grabbed his feet, pushing them up until he was 
completely on the bed. She shook her head sadly, standing there with one 
hand on her hip. Dan was suddenly aware of her woman's body beneath the 
flimsy pajamas, and felt a return of the ache to him groin. 

"I'm sorry, honey," he said. "Miss your mother. Shouldn't have done it. 
Sorry." 

The girl sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her father is his eyes 
closed. After a minute she saw that he was breathing easily, and she got up 
to go back to her own bed. But it was a warm night, almost stifling hot and 
without a breath of air, even though the windows of the bedroom stood wide 
open. 

She couldn't let him sleep like that-he was going to feel lousy enough with 
his hangover when he woke up. At least she could get him out of his clothes, 
and make him as comfortable as the humidity permitted. 

The pants came down easily, revealing his boxer shorts. There was a gap 
showing at the fly, and through it she could see a dark mass of pubic hair. 
She resolutely looked away, refusing to let herself stare at the tube shape 
of his cock along the leg of his shorts. She hung up the trousers and began 
to work on the shirt. 

Her father groaned as she worked the shirt up over his chest, his arms 
flailing as she raised them over his head, nearly slapping her in the face. 
Janet ducked out of the way, then started on the shirt again, but as she 
tugged, the undershirt insisted on coming, too. At last she pulled them 
together over his head, and tugged them off his arms, Dan trying to roll 
again beneath her. 

It was done. She separated the two articles and turned to switch off the 
light, then started for the door. But before she reached it Dan opened his 
eyes, called to his daughter. 

"Honey? Don't go yet." 

She came back to sit on the edge of the bed, staring at her father. He 
reached one hand to take hers, squeezing it gently. 

"I'm sorry, honey," he said. "I shouldn't have done it-I know. Forgive me?" 

"There's nothing to forgive, Papa." She shrugged. "You're big enough to 
decide what you want to do. And I know you miss Mama as much as we do." 

"That's right. I love your Mama, Janet, even if we do fight all the time. I 
guess that's my fault, too." 

"It's nobody's fault, Papa. I just hope you and Mama don't decide to break 
up for good when this summer thing is over. We all love you-Jimmy and Les 
and Liz and me. All of us." 

"I don't deserve it." 

"Shush!" She bent to kiss his cheek, pressed her face against his for a 
moment. "Don't talk like that." 

"I'm sorry," Dan said, again. "Honey? Lay down beside me?" 

Janet stared at her father a moment, although his eyes seemed black in the 
dim light that came from the hall. But his grip about her hand was tight, 
and she moved to stretch out beside him, her head resting on his upper arm. 
He squeezed her in a gentle hug, and turned to kiss her forehead, his breath 
strong with alcohol. But she did not flinch away, enjoying the feeling of 
being within his strong embrace. 

Dan sighed, squeezing his daughter's arm once more, and his eyes closed 
again. A moment later his breathing became regular, softened, and she knew 
that he was asleep. 

Janet was aware of her father's maleness, could smell the musk of his body 
odor through the sharper tang of alcohol that had dulled her senses for the 
moment. His chest was hairy, strong, his thighs thick and muscular. Her hip 
was above his, pressing against his side as he held her in his sleep, and 
she knew that she was only inches away from his cock. The thought excited 
her, made her tense; it was a long time before she managed to drift into 
sleep.... 

She came awake with a start, frightened. For a few seconds she stared into 
the darkness of the room, not knowing where she was-and then she felt her 
father's presence beside her. Dan had shifted in his sleep, was on his side 
now, his other hand falling across her breast. He groaned in his sleep, and 
now his fingers were pressing against her tit, finding her shape through the 
pajamas. 

Janet's heart beat faster, something caught in her throat. Dan was touching 
her again, his hand moving across both tits now, moving down to her stomach 
and then to her crotch. He pressed his fingers against her mound, rubbing 
gently but arousing her-and now she was aware of the thickened presence of 
his cock, pressing against her thigh. It was still trapped in his shorts, 
but the fly gaped open enough to let a long section of it touch her flesh, 
and the heat of contact was almost searing. 

Dan groaned again, and mumbled something. After a minute his fingers moved 
up, reached beneath her pajama top to her tits, cupping each in turn. The 
arm on which she had been sleeping was moving well, reaching down to grasp 
her ass, moving beneath the fabric. Now both hands were pulling her pajama 
bottoms down from her hips. 

Papa! She wanted to cry out, to beg him to stop, but something kept her 
silent. If fooling around with Darryl this afternoon was a sin, how much 
more terrible it must be to be sexually involved with her own father! 

She could stop him now, make him wake up-but his strong fingers were 
undressing her, working the pajama bottoms down her legs and then pulling 
the top up over her head. The bottoms were about her ankle when he won the 
battle at the other end, and now she kicked them off to lay absolutely naked 
beside her father. 

He was kissing her, his lips moving over her breasts, finding the nipples 
and sucking them in; a moment later he moved down to her belly, and then 
between her legs. It seemed impossible that he was not awake, but she knew 
that he was so drunk that he thought he was assaulting her mother. And she 
was letting him do it! 

The beard on his chin scratched her belly as he moved his lips down to touch 
her pudenda-the same place that Liz's much younger, more innocent lips had 
touched this afternoon. But there was a difference to this, a heat that she 
had not felt before. Her father did not hesitate as he sent his tongue into 
her cunt, probing deep for a moment, then coming back out to find the shape 
of her clit, sucking it between his teeth. He bit gently, and a fiery thrill 
shot through Janet's center. She gasped, her legs drawing up, her hands 
clutching the sheet on the bed. 

For a time Dan was content to suck between his daughter's legs. But his cock 
was burning now as it pressed against the bed, the exposed head hot and dry 
where the foreskin was worked back. He moaned, and came up over her, licking 
his way across her belly again, sucking at the tiny shape of the umbilicus. 
He found the shape of her tits, sucked each of them in turn, his mouth 
opening wide to take the entire cone within, biting down and sucking hard as 
though he would capture the complete mound of her flesh and carry it away. 

Janet was breathing in short gasps now as his tongue set her body to 
burning, her legs moving apart of their own accord to open her cunt to the 
cooling of the air. Now Dan rose up over her until he was kneeling on 
straight legs, his eyes closed as he worked the snaps of his shorts. He 
pushed them down, and his cock popped into view, followed by his balls, 
hanging low beneath the straight-jutting erection. Again Janet gasped, for 
Dan's cock was much bigger than Darryl's-it seemed much too huge to ever fit 
inside a woman's cunt! Certainly it would tear her, hurt her terribly! 

He worked the shorts below his knees, dropped forward over her body, the 
head of his cock touching the engorged lips of her cunt. He moaned, his 
hands moving over her sides, not probing further. 

"Oh, Christ!" he cried. "Oh, Janet!" 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Janet heard her father's cry and knew that he was aware of her presence, 
that he did not think he was getting ready to fuck his wife. Even in his 
drunkenness Dan understood clearly that it was his daughter he had made 
naked, that he touched now-it has his daughter's cunt waiting there for the 
onslaught of his cock. 

"OH, CHRIST!" 

He writhed against her, his hands touching her body, his cock throbbing 
against the lips of her cunt until she imagined that she could feel his 
pulse beat racing terribly fast through that extension of his flesh. 

"CHRIST! HELP ME!". 

The head of his cock was wet now with the pre-seminal fluid-and wet as well 
with the juices of Janet's anxious cunt, stirred to lubricity by the 
excitement that overwhelmed her. Oh, God-she knew that this was terribly 
wrong, that she should stop it now before matters went beyond control, but 
she wanted him! She wanted to feel her father's cock ramming through her 
cunt walls, forcing his male presence completely within her body. She was 
yielding to him, her arms going around him to pull him down. 

His ass quivered, his stomach muscles tightening, and the mighty shaft of 
his cock moved between her tight-clenched legs, the head rubbing across the 
tender flesh and transmitting its heat to her. He slid forward again, his 
cock pressing the lips of her cunt until they parted before its massive 
presence, opening the way for him to make the penetration of her sex 
passage. He pressed steadily, and Janet felt herself spreading wide before 
him, felt that terrible great shape moving inside. For a moment she was 
frightened again-it was so large! He'd tear her apart! 

"AHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! HELP ME, PAPA!" 

Dan ignored her cries, paid no attention to the way she was clutching him, 
her nails digging into him. He kept moving forward against her, kept shoving 
his cock against her yielding flesh. The glans was completely within the 
passage, the way made easier by her lubrication, the lips of her cunt 
gathering eagerly around it. He kept up the pressure, gaining steadily as 
his ass pushed down against her. An inch inside-and then three-and still the 
forward movement didn't stop, even though Janet felt as though she were 
being split apart by his terrible wedge-cock." 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! PAPA! YOU'RE HURTING ME!" 

"I'M SORRY!" He moaned his regret, but he did not stop his penetration of 
her most private place. "I'M SORRY, HONEY-I'VE GOT TO DO IT! I CANT HELP 
MYSELF-I HAVE TO FUCK YOU! OH, JESUS! FUCK ME, JESUS! FUCK ME FOR WHAT I'M 
DOING TO MY LITTLE GIRL! PUNISH ME, BEAT ME, BURN ME! OH FUCK OH DAMN OH 
CHRIST! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Janet gave before her father's attack-but her cunt was still young, could 
not open itself wide enough to take in all of that huge meat. Dan let up, 
content for the moment to rest across her, his breath hot against her face. 
The girl caught back a sob in her throat, her head aching fiercely from the 
terrible strain of accepting him. 

But the pain was easing, the ache receding from her gut. She was conscious 
of his huge cock-it felt as though it was ready to tear through her ass, 
come bursting through her back! But it was no longer such a terrible thing. 
As the pain receded, the feeling became almost comforting. Her cunt worked 
against him once, and then again, massaging the length of his shaft. 

"OHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! DO THAT AGAIN, HONEY!" 

Dan writhed with pleasure at the sensation she had sent through him, the 
sheer joy that darted across his balls. His ass worked in reflex, pulling 
his cock back a fraction of an inch and then burying it again in her eager 
twat. He worked again, and now he was fucking, moving out almost an inch and 
then coming back again. And each time that his cock moved, he gained farther 
entrance, until at last almost all of his cock was buried within her, the 
head battering at the opening to her womb. His balls were still not tight 
against her slit, but she had almost all of his eight inches completely 
wrapped in the softness of her cunt. 

"FUCK!" He was sliding three inches, four, in each direction now, moving his 
hairy belly across her smooth one, his muscular chest crushing her small 
tits, moving them back and forth beneath his weight. 

"OH, FUCK! HONEY, CAN YOU TAKE ME? OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YEAH! SQUEEZE ME! 
AGAIN! SHIT, OH CHRIST FUCK! THAT'S IT, HONEY-DO IT LIKE THAT! OH, GOD, 
YOU'RE TEARING MY BALLS OFF! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"PAPA! I LOVE YOU, PAPA! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE, PAPA DO IT TO ME! I FEEL YOU 
INSIDE ME-IT'S WONDERFUL! IT'S BEAUTIFUL! OH, FUCK ME, PAPA-FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! A G G G G 
GGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"SHIT! FUCK SHIT! TAKE ME, JANET!" 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! FUCK ME, PAPA! FUCK ME!" 

"I'M FUCKING MY DAUGHTER! I'M FUCKING YOU!" 

"DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!" 

The bed was moving now under the force of his fucking, the strain of the 
past week boiling up inside him, churning his balls, heating his blood until 
his cock grew ever larger-larger than ever before. This was the shaft that 
had planted the seed which grew to form this beautiful child beneath him-and 
now he was plowing her fertility as well, throwing his manhood into flesh 
that was part of his flesh. 

It was beautiful, it was wonderful, it was heaven! He rode across his 
daughter, the sensation of fucking sending a golden glow throughout his 
entire body until he could feel the delightful tingling in the tips of his 
fingers, in his toes, along the backs of his legs and his arms. His head 
swarmed with the buzzing of joy as his lips moved along the side of her 
face, licking her, kissing her, tracing the convolutions of her ear. For 
this timeless instant he was transported beyond joy, beyond the earth-bound 
shackles of his body, to ride through Heaven itself on the blessed messenger 
of his daughter's body." 

"FUCK ME, PAPA! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

" 'OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! 
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"OH, PAPA! IT'S SO BIG! IT FILLS ME UP! I CANT STAND IT-I CANT TAKE IT! 
don't STOP! DON'T STOP! DON'T-OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Her father's weight pounded Janet down against the bed, crushing her, 
bruising her. But she was unaware of the pains shooting through her chest, 
the battering of his pelvis against her hip bones-she knew only the 
thrilling presence of his great cock as it entered her cunt, slid into the 
very heart of her being. He was opening a way that led all through her 
center, his cockhead pounding up against the organs of her body, pressing 
them up to one side, until the beat was felt in her lungs, against her 
heart, until it seemed that his cock meat was forcing a way through to her 
throat, that it must explode from her mouth, from the top of her head. 

He slammed against her, his ass quivering with each mighty blow, moving her 
across the bed until now they were riding near the top. Janet felt the 
presence of the pillow, reached up to push it away, found the headboard only 
inches beyond that. She had to keep her hands there, had to take them away 
from holding him, pushing at the wall to keep them from slamming painfully 
against the obstruction. 

His cock was all of the way in her now, the last fraction of an inch given 
up until his balls rested in the bottom of her slit, hung toward her 
asshole. They were drawn tight in their sac, but still big enough to be a 
separately felt presence between her legs, despite the slamming cock that 
was making itself felt within. Even the soft walls of her cunt were aching 
now under the pounding blows of his penetration, the flesh empurpling with 
bruises. 

For the moment she had forgotten the sensitive presence of her clitoris, 
overwhelmed by the force of the other sensations. But now, as she grew used 
to the slam/shove of his cock, as the pain of his fucking grew to be the 
normal state of affairs, his pulling out and pushing in began to light that 
electric switch again. The fire started slowly, so still that she at first 
did not pay it heed. But as the fucking continued the sensitivity increased, 
until now droplets of liquid fire were coursing away from that spot, 
showering through the blood stream to carry the beautiful sensation to every 
part, every muscle of her body. It seemed that her brain was floating in a 
pool of liquid fires, her eyes seeing clearly the silver presence of pure 
sensation. 

"OH, FUCK! FUCK ME, PAPA! FUCK ME! PAPA! PAPA! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"YEAH! YEAH! SHIT, YEAH! FUCK! FUCKIN'! I'M FUCKING YOU, JANET! I'M FUCKINY 
MY BABY! OH, CHRIST, TAKE ME! TAKE ME! TAKE ME!"" 

"O HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"FUCK!" 

"FUCK, PAPA!" 

"FUCK ME!" 

"FUCK ME, PAPA!" 

"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"PAPA! PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

It seemed as though they had been fucking forever, as though there had never 
been a time when his cock was not pounding into her cunt, filling her flesh, 
slamming her across the bed. His weight-nearly three times hers-was 
concentrated in the shape of his cock, pressing down on her, in on her, up 
against her from all angles at one and the same time. Darryl's fucking was 
nothing at all like this, the boy knew nothing about filling a woman. This 
was fucking pure and simple-fucking that was beyond anything she had ever 
imagined possible. 

God! He was killing her! Wouldn't he ever cum? 

And then Janet felt the beautiful flower opening in her gut, the spreading 
sensation that meant she was ready to empty out against him, whether his 
balls were able to respond or not. She was sending her life against him, 
flooding him, her juices meeting the massive ram of his cock only to be 
forced back toward her womb, unable to escape around his terrible 
engorgement. 

"I'M CUMMING, PAPA! I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!" 

"OH, YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! FUCK ME, BABY!" 

Dan slammed against his daughter with renewed force, his balls churning now, 
generating the first droplets of his powerful seed, the spirulettes rising 
up through the channel to empty into her, spilling life, spilling 
generation, spilling his joy. The cannon of his cock took the ammunition 
from the factories in his testicles and slammed it out, showering the 
bastions of her cunt, the bombardment filling her, the juices meeting to mix 
together, churned into a creamy froth that worked out across the cunt walls 
and spilled against his groin. He rode up into her, spilling once, rode 
across her, spilling twice, rode through her, spilling the third and fourth 
blasts of his cum. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Papa!" 

"Yeah! Oh, honey! I'm drained! I'm dead!" 

"Papa ... " 

"Shhh! Rest, baby. Rest easy. Everything's all right now." 

She swallowed, surprised to find her throat sore, her tongue aching at the 
roots. His weight was bearing her down against the bed, and she wrapped her 
arms about his neck and kissed his cheek. Dan returned the gesture, moved 
his head to let his mouth brush against hers. For a brief moment the kiss 
was gentle, almost dispassionate-and then his tongue worked between her 
lips, touched her teeth, tracing the shape of them. 

Janet gasped at the sudden, strange move, and her teeth opened. Instantly 
his tongue was within her, probing the roof of her mouth, moving across her 
own shape, the two soft organs undulating together. He ran his tongue 
completely around the inside of her mouth, and then withdrew. She followed 
him, shyly, not knowing what to do. But the instant her tongue was between 
his teeth he captured it, sucking it in with all of his pressure. 

"Oh, baby! God forgive me, but that was beautiful!" 

Janet winced, tried to shift beneath his weight. "You're hurting me, Papa!" 

Instantly he was contrite, moved from her body to lay beside her, his arm 
slipping beneath her shoulder to draw her close. Janet smelled the strong 
odor of their fucking, knew that she was smelling herself as well as him. It 
wasn't unpleasant at all. 

She looked at him in the dim light from the hallway and saw that his eyes 
were closed, his breathing coming more regularly as his chest heaved and 
fell against her tits. She looked down along the length of their bodies, 
pulling her ass back to see the soft shape of his cock drooping across his 
lower thigh to touch the sheet. The foreskin was still worked back, although 
coming back into its normal position, and she reached down to touch him, to 
feel the heat still in his mighty engine. 

Dan groaned under her touch. "That hurts, baby! Please-be careful!" 

She let his cock rest against the palm of her hand, the head still slickly 
wet with the juices of their joined cumming, the hair around the base 
plastered down with the moisture. Her own body was aching in every tissue-it 
didn't seem possible that she had accepted that mighty thing in full 
erection! 

"Papa?" 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm?" 

"Was I ... good?" 

His eyes opened, to take in her innocent stare. He could see her anxiety, 
knew that it was important to her that he had been pleased. 

"Oh, Christ, yes! You were very good, baby!" 

"As good as Mama?" 

Dan smiled, caught Janet in his arms, crushing her against him for a moment. 
He kissed her forehead, then released her. 

"You're very good, honey. Mama's very good, too-but you're two entirely 
different people. Mama knows tricks to make me happy that you'll learn 
someday, in good time. But for what we just did, nobody could be better." 

"Have you done it ... with a lot of women, Papa?" 

He smiled again. "Gentlemen never discuss their conquests with members of 
the opposite sex, honey. What difference does it make?" 

"Oh, I'm just curious," she said. She wanted to know badly, wanted to know 
exactly how many other cunts had enjoyed the presence of her Papa's cock in 
their bodies. It seemed terribly important to her-she hoped that there was 
only Mama! 

"Papa? What sort of tricks can Mama do?" 

"Mmmm? Oh, lots of things." 

"Teach me how to do them!" 

"Why?" 

"Because I want to make you happy just the way Mama does. I want to do 
everything I can to make you feel good all over. If I make you feel good, 
then I'll feel good, too." 

Dan laughed, cupped her tit in his fingers, bent to lick the nipple, running 
his tongue around the area of the aureolae. She was erect, the nipple 
springing back instantly when he pressed it with his finger. He nibbled at 
her for a minute, then ran his tongue down into the valley of her breasts, 
circling each cone-shaped tit. And now he opened his mouth wide, drew in all 
of the flesh of one tit to bite down, chewing for a minute. 

Janet gasped again as he pleasured her, his hand moving down to her crotch 
to rub the wet hairs, move across the slit until he was probing with one 
finger at her asshole. She flinched from his first touch, but he persisted, 
working against the sphincter until at last it gave way. Instantly the tip 
of his finger was within the ring, working in a circling motion, her asshole 
holding him tight prisoner as he pulled back and plunged forward, fucking 
her without actually sliding in and out. 

"Papa! What are you doing?" 

"Just finger-fucking, honey-didn't any boys ever try that on you?" 

"No! It feels ... funny." 

"Does it hurt?"...." No. It's okay, I guess. It's just that I never felt 
anything like that before. 

He laughed again, snapping his finger out of her ass, only to move it deep 
within her cunt for several strokes. When he pulled it away again, he 
brought it to his nose to sniff, then licked her pussy juice away. 

"You taste good, like a little girl should." 

"Oh? And how do big men taste?" 

"Taste me and find out for yourself." 

He rolled onto his back, arms stretched over his head and his legs spread 
slightly. The soft shape of his cock lay across one thigh, the foreskin 
almost completely covering the head now, except for a gap that was filled 
with a tiny viscous pool of pale yellow fluid. 

Janet sat up, looking at her father's cock. After a minute she picked it up, 
weighing it against her hand. His belly tightened, the balls drawing up 
slightly in their sac. She picked them up in turn, feeling each, marveling 
at their weight. They were as big as pullet's eggs, moving freely in her 
fingers. 

"Taste me, honey." 

She blinked, then bent to touch her tongue to the tip of his cock, 
remembering the taste of Liz's cunt that afternoon. The liquid gathered in 
his foreskin was sharp, not unlike the earlier flavor-but there seemed to be 
so much more of it, especially considering the difference in the two organs. 

Dan's daughter worked the foreskin back from the head of his cock, pulling 
it down until the rim popped clear, the mushroom-shaped glans almost purple 
agains the red of his shaft. The hole in the tip seemed terribly large as 
she touched it, almost big enough to take a pencil eraser. She held the 
shaft of his cock in her hand, rubbing her thumb across the head, spreading 
the liquid that oozed slowly from the hole until the glans was completely 
coated. 

Dan was growing excited, his cock stirring in her loose hold, standing 
straight. Soon her fingers could barely reach around it, the flesh quivering 
beneath her touch. She ran her hand up and down the shaft several times, her 
father groaning at the movement. 

"Suck me, Janet! Suck me!" 

She bent to let the tip of her tongue touch against the hole in his 
cockhead, tasting him again; then she swirled her tongue around the glans, 
running it under the rim and down the side. Dan's hands were clenched now 
against the bed as her tongue enflamed him, sent his cock quivering to a new 
engorgement. 

"Take it in your mouth-the head of it! Take it!" 

It was so big-but she opened her mouth to do as he wanted, accepting his 
glans, her teeth closing under the rim. She held there a moment, his cock 
jumping against her teeth, and then began to suck against his meat as she 
had sucked against Liz. 

"OH, GOD! JESUS GOD! YES, JANET-THAT'S IT! DO IT TO ME! SUCK ME! SUCK ME, 
BABY!" 

Her head began to raise and fall over his cock in a rhythm that was natural, 
that did not have to be taught. He was so large that he filled her 
completely before she could take in much of the shaft, the glans battering 
against her throat until she thought she must gag. Her jaw ached under the 
strain of holding him in-but she was sucking him, using the strength of her 
throat to send the sensation that he wanted coursing through his cock. 

"OH, CHRIST JESUS! DO IT TO ME, BABY! 

SUCK ME! SUCK DADDY! SUCK MY COCK! O H H H H 
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! JESUS! SUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

Dan humped against the girl's throat, forcing himself to hold back from 
grabbing her head, from holding her to drive his cock all of the way into 
her. He was burning with desire-any thoughts of remorse at what he was doing 
to his daughter lost in his passion. 

"SUCK ME, JANET! SUCK ME, HONEY! SUCK ME OFF! SUCK DADDY! SUCK DADDY'S COCK! 
SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Dan's cock was too big for Janet to take completely. Just taking it in her 
mouth was punishment-but she was determined to please him. Her fingers 
moving to the shaft, the girl got up on her knees to bend low over him, her 
hair falling against his groin and his thighs. She felt the terrible heat of 
his engine in her hands, the surface of his flesh, the veins marking the 
shaft, soft before her fingers. But there was a shaft of steel within the 
outer one, ram-hard, unyielding to her fingers, unbending. 

He gasped as she worked around the head of his cock, her saliva trickling 
down the side, following the river course of one great vein. She was doing 
little more than rocking back and forth on it, unable to take any more of 
the cock itself into her mouth. But even that sensation fired him, filled 
his guts with an aching desire. 

"Jerk me off!" he said, suddenly. "That's it, honey-put your fingers around 
it! No, don't come off with your mouth-do both at the same time! That's 
right-that's it!" 

Her hands wrapped around his length, the fingers of one unable to circle the 
cock completely until the other hand moved to join it. Her fingers 
interlaced, the thumbs rubbing together against the underside of the shaft, 
rising up to batter against the glans and against her lip. 

"JESUS! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, CHRIST! YOU'RE BURNING ME UP, 
BABY-DO IT! JESUS, don't STOP! don't STOP! SUCK 
ME-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! GOD! SUCK ME! SUCK ME! SUCK ME!" 

His balls were bouncing at the base of the shaft as she worked her hands up 
and down against him, inches of his cock showing above and below her clasp. 
The girl slowed to climb over his leg and position herself better, but she 
never let go, her mouth keeping its clutch on the cockhead, her head riding 
up and down against him as the tears formed in the corners of her eyes, the 
breath gasped in and out of her nostrils. 

She sucked her father, tits banging against the tops of his thighs each time 
she pushed down on him, her ass quivering with each stroke. Her rectum 
puckered, opening to the air with the rhythm of her sucking as Dan held 
tight to the sheet, resisting the impulse to grab her head, slam her all of 
the way down on his meat, violating her throat, her body. He wanted to do 
it, wanted to feel her lips against the base of his cock, against his balls, 
pushing down from the top, but he new it would kill her. Yet the urge to 
violence was so mixed with the urge to lust that it was a struggle not to 
hurt her. 

"OHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HOLD MY BALLS, BABY-TAKE THEM DSf YOUR 
FINGERS! PLAY WITH THEM-THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT! CHRIST, THAT FEELS GOOD! 
GOOOOOOD! JESUS, DO IT TO ME, SUCK ME! SUCK ME! SUCK ME! 
AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, CHRIST! CHRIST! CHRIST! Y A G G G H 
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Janet wanted to answer him, to scream out her own feelings-but it was 
impossible to make any sound except for the slurping as she rode over the 
head of his cock, pushing down against it as far as she could. The small 
shape of her vulva was battered now at the entrance to her throat, the 
throat aching terribly against the strain, but she did not stop-she did not 
want to stop. She heard her father, knew that she was giving him sexual 
pleasure, knew that she was intended to give him the greatest pleasure 
within her, no matter how painful it might be. 

Her fingers worked harder, the two hands working at his shaft-her teeth 
caught at him, nipped at him, riding roughly over his flesh, the rim of his 
glans, battering them from inside and limiting the stroke she could make in 
sucking. She wanted to bite deeper, stronger-wanted to tear the head of his 
cock away, swallow it into her stomach, take his meat whole and make it a 
part of herself. 

"OH MY GOD! JANET! YOU'RE KILLING ME! SUCK ME, BABY-YOU'RE KILLING ME! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! don't-JESUS, don't! 

AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

She relented, eased the pressure of her teeth reluctantly, and her father 
sighed in relief. But the idea of eating him still appealed. She wished that 
his cock was small enough to take all of the way into her mouth so that she 
could chew on the hairy base, feel the pubic hairs crunching crisply between 
her teeth, suck on his balls at the same time. 

"OH, BABY! BABY!" 

Suddenly, she popped free of his cock, her chest heaving, her tits riding up 
and down as she caught several deep breaths. She wiped her eyes, feeling the 
ache in every bone and nerve of her system. 

"OH, BABY! don't STOP-IT! I'M ALMOST THERE! SUCK ME, HONEY! SUCK ME OFF! I 
WANT TO CUM IN YOUR MOUTH! SUCK ME!" 

"OH, PAPA!" Her voice was hoarse, rasped in her throat. "PAPA! IT HURTS SO! 
I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE!" 

But even as she said it she was bending lower, pressing her face against the 
shaft, feeling his warm strength burning its brand from chin to temple. His 
balls were at her chin, the hair tickling, and she moved down on them, took 
them one at a time into her mouth to suck against them, biting gently. 

She worked the ball with her fingers while her other hand moved up and down 
the length of his cock in dancing strokes that raised him to a new level of 
awareness, of sensitivity, of sexual torment. 

"YEAH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YEAH! THAT'S IT, HONEY-SUCK ME! MAKE ME 
FEEL GOOD! CHRIST, IT FEELS SO GOOD! IT'S WONDERFUL! SUCK ME, JANET! SUCK 
PAPA! SUCK PAPA'S COCK! DO ME GOOD! OHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

The touch of her fingers against his expanding shaft was pure fire-it was 
only thirty seconds until he felt the signal within his balls, the warning 
that he was close to climax. He humped against her, rose against her, 
pushing up, as his seed gathered for the onslaught to freedom. 

"SUCK ME! I'M CUMMING, HONEY-ITVI CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGG! SUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

The first droplets rose, moved through the channel beneath the shaft of his 
cock, came to his glans and hesitated for the briefest of instants-then shot 
forth into her mouth, spattering against the entrance to her throat. Several 
droplets hit the dangling uvula, dripped down, while a few others passed the 
gatekeeper to run into her throat. The rest of his load was following, too 
fast for her to take. His cum filled her mouth, gagging her in reflex, 
spilling out around her teeth and her lips to drip down the side of his 
cock. 

"I'M CUMMING, BABY! I'M CUMMMMMMIIINNNNGGGGGGG!" 

Still she held to his cock, rose high over him, her tits drawing up as her 
body formed a circle from her ass across her back to her head. Her fingers 
were holding him lightly, barely touching the shaft of his cock as she felt 
the spasms, felt each blast of sperm first against fingertips and then 
against her mouth. 

"GOD! JESUS, GOD! FUCK ME, SUCK ME! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! SUCK M E E E 
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He filled her, he fucked against her, rising up, his gut tightened as all of 
his bodily organs worked in sympathy with the eruption of his balls. It 
seemed forever that they held in tableau, girl above her father's cock, Dan 
pushing upward from the bed, his eyes wide open and staring without seeing 
anything but the red haze of his ejaculation. 

His voice trailed off. He held there for another few seconds, but the 
strength was leaving him, draining him. The fuel that had powered his heart 
was gone into his daughter, most of it swallowed down but a great deal 
coating the shaft of his cock. He gasped for breath, breathed deeply once, 
twice, a third time, his stomach muscles still tightened. He began to relax, 
his head falling back to the bed, his fingers unclenching, his chest rising 
and falling in a more regular rhythm as his heart beat slowed quickly from 
its maddened pace. As his blood moved through his system it carried the 
memory of the ache to every part of his body-but the memory was receding, 
easing. 

"Oh, God! Christ, baby-oh dear God!" 

She realized that he was finished, came up from his cock, her teeth aching, 
her jaw aching, as it came free. She worked her jaw several times to ease 
the ache, settling back on her heels, her hands dropping against her own 
thighs, her father's legs cocked around her. 

Dan's cock was softening rapidly, dropping forward against his balls-against 
Janet's cunt. She looked down as the head first touched her, saw the trail 
of slick as it dropped through the slit. She reached down to touch him, and 
heard him take in a sharp breath, wincing. 

"Christ, that hurts! Jesus, it feels like you've been beating me with a 
sledgehammer, honey!" 

"Did I do it right, Papa?" 

She was anxious and as he looked up into her eyes he let a smile spread 
across his face. He reached to take her hands in his, squeezing them. 

"Honey, you were beautiful! That was one of the wildest blowjobs I ever 
had!" 

For an instant Janet was again tempted to ask if she were as good as her 
mother. But she thought better of it, returning the pressure of his fingers. 
She rose up on her knees, arching her back, aware of the aching pain that 
had built up during the unnatural position she had been holding over him. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh, baby!" He spread his arms. "Come here, lay beside me." 

She clambered over his legs, moved to her full length beside him, Dan's arm 
holding her in close embrace. His chest was rising and falling in deep 
breath, and she reached out to him with her upper hand to trace a path 
through the matted hair, swirling one fingertip around his nipples. She 
pinched each nipple in turn, and let her hand trail down to his belly and 
then his groin. 

She was aware of his cock just below her reach, but there was no urge to 
capture it again. It was enough to let her hand open flat against her 
father's pelvis, moving it through his sweaty coating, his pelt. She worked 
her jaw again, cracking it a time or two, and sighed as she snuggled closer 
to him. 

"That's what boys mean when they talk about a blowjob, Daddy?" 

"That's right, honey. What did you think of it?" 

She cracked her jaw again. "Are all men as big as you? If they are, then 
there must be an awful lot of women with sore jaws!" 

He laughed. "No, I'm afraid I'm a bit bigger than most in the cock 
department, honey. Not that I set any records myself-I've seen a lot bigger 
ones in my time, when I was in the Navy. Black men seem to have big cocks a 
lot, although I understand that they don't grow much more from soft to hard. 
But seeing a black boy's meat dangling almost to his knee is enough to make 
anyone jealous!" 

" Will Jimmy and Les grow as big as you?" 

"That's impossible to say-my cock is a lot bigger than Uncle Russ's, and a 
lot longer than our father's was. His was thick like mine, but a lot 
shorter." 

"I think maybe you're too big, Papa-not that I don't love you!" she added, 
hurriedly. "But it does make it awful hard to take in-you made me ache all 
over when you shoved it in me, and now my jaw still aches from trying to 
suck on you." Proving the point, she cracked it again. 

"I'm sorry I hurt you, babe-I'll make it up to you however I can. What would 
you like me to do, to prove my promise?" 

"Bring Mama home?" 

She said it softly, barely more than a whisper-but her father's arm 
stiffened for a moment and she heard the change in his heartbeat. He was 
silent for a long time,-and he hugged her tightly. 

"Honey, believe me when I say that there's nothing I want more." 

They were both still for a time, until Dan thought that the girl had drifted 
into sleep in his arms. But when he looked down at her, he saw that her eyes 
were both open, a dreamy expression settled on her face. He reached to touch 
the tip of her nose with his finger, lifting its pug shape. 

"Hey, sleepyhead! Aren't you going to take me up on my offer? I asked what 
you wanted me to do to you." 

She looked up at him, blinking-then threw her arms around him, hugging him 
tight. Dan rolled back from her attack and Janet came up over him, resting 
on top of him. Her face pressed against his chest, his hair digging a 
pattern into her cheeks. 

"Is this it?" he asked. "You want to use me for a mattress?" 

She giggled, looked up again. "Do you promise to do whatever I want, no 
matter what?" 

"If it's within my power-and within reason. I'm not going to cut off my cock 
or my balls, if that's what you want!" 

"That's silly! Suck me, Daddy. Like I sucked you." 

Dan stared at his daughter for a moment, then lifted her with his hands, 
moving her up until she was sitting on his chest. He reached with his finger 
to touch her slit, working it far enough inside to rub against her clit. 
Janet shivered, her tits quivering as she rubbed her hand against her fist. 
"Oh, that feels funny, Daddy!" 

"You like it?" 

"Oh, yes! It's a good kind of funny feeling!" 

He wanted to ask if she had ever been sucked there before, but something 
told him not to press too far into the affairs of his children. What he 
learned might disappoint him, even make him angry. Better to let sleeping 
dogs lie and take advantage of a horny pussy while she was still excited 
enough to want sex. 

He caught her ass in both hands, squeezing the cheeks as she rose up, his 
fingers meeting at the cleft and separating the two globes. He pulled her 
toward his mouth, Janet scrambling forward until her knees were beside his 
head, her legs resting up over his arms. She was still above him, her cunt 
several inches from his mouth; he looked up at her, straight into the 
passage as it gaped open with her spreading thighs. The passage was wet 
already, moistened by her desire and by the remains of their fucking. 

Dan's lips pursed, and he licked them, surprised to find them dry. He 
hesitated another moment-he had sucked his wife's cunt many times, but it 
seemed strange to be looking straight into his daughter, to be contemplating 
sucking on her young vagina. But it was no stranger than to be fucking the 
child, and he had certainly done that willingly enough. It was only fair 
that he return pleasure measure for measure, that he please her in every way 
that he could. 

He let his hands lower, let her ass drop until her cunt came to his lips. 
For a minute she rested there as he pulled his arms from under her legs, 
reaching up again to cup her ass cheeks. His tongue moved out, moved across 
the lips of her pudenda, tracing the shape of her entrance. The girl's belly 
tightened, her twat opening farther before him. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH, PAPA! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

His tongue darted inside for a brief instant, tasting the shape of her inner 
passage. Then he let it come back again, more slowly, swirling it completely 
around until he reached the tiny cocklet that was her clit. He sucked that 
into his teeth, biting down gently as he felt her asshole opening and 
closing with the pleasure. His hand moved one finger into position, and when 
the rectum puckered the tip was quickly through the ring, captured to the 
first joint. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PAPA! GOD, THAT FEELS SO GOOD! DO IT TO ME, PAPA! 
SUCK ME! SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He did as she asked, pulling her down with the pressure of his hands, 
letting His mouth open wide against her cunt now as he sucked, his tongue 
moving around the passage, probing deep, fucking in and out. The girl's 
small tits bobbed with her passion, her ass bouncing up and down against 
him, but his hold on her ass never loosened. He was sucking for all he was 
worth, taking his daughter's juices into his mouth, tasting the remnants of 
his fucking, soothing the damage his cock had done to her soft tissues. 

"OH, GOD! OH, PAPA! OH, PLEASE! SUCK ME! SUCK ME! SUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

She couldn't hold still, bouncing, bouncing, until her ass banged him hard 
coming down, until he had to struggle to keep his tongue in her cunt, until 
at last he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down until there 
was no way for her to escape. Janet felt her father as he sucked with all of 
his strength, and like his fucking over Darryl's fucking, he was lighting 
her in a way that her sister had not. It was glorious, it was wonderful-a 
feeling greater than being fucked by him, for he was not hurting her now. 
There was only pleasure from this, from his sucking, from his turning her 
pussy inside out. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH, PAPA!" 

"ARGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"SUCK ME, PAPA! I FEEL YOUR TONGUE! SUCK ME IN! MAKE ME FEEL GOOD! DO IT! DO 
IT TO ME! SUCK SUCK SUCK SUCK SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Janet held his head between her thighs, his prisoner even as he was her 
prisoner. She tried to push down harder against him, tried to feel his 
sucking lips all of the way inside her pussy, tried to drag him completely 
within her passage. She wanted to feel him in there-his head, his whole 
body. She wanted to drag him into her womb, wanted him to fill the very 
center of her being, wanted her father to be always and forever a part of 
her, pleasuring her, thrilling her sex. 

"OH, PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" OH DEAR GOD! I CANT HELP IT, PAPA! I'M CUMMING! 
I'M CUMMESfNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

A tight knot was gathering in her womb, pushing out against the surrounding 
muscle, a bomb building toward a terrible, wonderful explosion. The silver 
flower was in her gut, and the petals were opening, blossoming, spreading 
their incense out across her father's face, filling his mouth with her 
perfume. The floodgates opened and her cum spewed forth and poured out over 
him, filling his mouth as he tried to drink her in. 

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

Her pelvis battered his face, his lips, as the juices poured out, his hard, 
hot cock slamming back and forth as his hips rose and fell in sympathy with 
her explosion, the cock bouncing from his belly. He drank her, took what she 
had to give him, sucking mightily, strongly, even when there was no more, 
nothing of his daughter's juices left for him to swallow. 

And then at last his head fell back, his hands dropped from her ass, his 
eyes able to look up at her face-to see that her head was turned toward the 
door. He followed the direction of her gaze and saw Liz standing in the 
doorway! 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Dan's face burned with embarrassment, and for a minute he failed to breathe. 
The enormity of what he had done to Janet him home. H-he had assaulted his 
own daughter! God, did the drink still rule his brain? How would he ever 
make it up to her-to Liz, forced to see this display of utter depravity? 

Liz was the first to move. She wore slightly more respectable pajamas than 
Janet had, and now she hitched up the blouse to scratch idly at her ass, 
yawning; then she picked sleep particles from the corner of her eye. 

"Janet's yelling woke me up," she said. 

"Honey-" 

"How come people make so much noise when they screw?" Liz asked, coming 
farther into the room. 

Dan stared at her-saw that there was no reproach in his younger daughter's 
eyes, no shock on her face. It was as though his daughter-screwing was 
something she was used to, expected! 

"Liz-" 

But she was bouncing onto the edge of the bed, legs drawn up in yoga 
position, her eyes critically examining her father's nakedness. Dan burned 
again as he realized that she was staring at his cock-at that damnable 
hard-on waving in the air like a sex-charged flag! 

God! Was it possible ... did she want to share this experience? 

Janet settled into a more comfortable position on her father's chest, and 
now he realized that there had never been an expression of surprise on her 
face. The two girls were used to each other's nakedness, used to each 
other's enjoying sex. He knew that times had changed radically since he was 
a kid, but when the hell did the modern generation start their screwing-in 
the cradle? 

Liz was entranced by his cock. She started to reach out one finger to touch 
it, then suddenly turned shy. Her eyes were downcast as she spoke. 

"Can I touch you, Papa?" 

"Yes, honey ... if you want." 

The foreskin had worked back from the head again, completely exposing its 
purplish-shape. Dan did not realize that this was the second cock Liz had 
seen during the past twelve hours-but it was the first one that she could 
examine closely. She twisted around until she was perched at his hips, and 
reached out again to let her fingers gingerly touch against the inflamed 
shaft. Instantly she jerked them away, surprised at the heat coursing 
through his flesh. Then she let them go back, stroking his cock with the 
palm of her hand, running it up and down the shaft several times. 

"It's so big!" she said, amazed. 

"Papa knows what to do with it, though," said Janet, amused. "You'd be 
surprised what he can do with it." 

Suddenly Liz bent forward to kiss it, lightly, then pressed the length of 
his cock against her face, luxuriating in its warmth. Her other hand was at 
the bottom of the shaft, resting against his balls. She seemed to become 
aware of them for the first time. She poked each in the wrinkled sac with 
one forefinger. 

"It looks like you've been soaking them in the bathtub too long," she said, 
giggiling. "Except they're not wet." 

"Suck on them," her sister said. "They'll be wet then." 

Liz looked around, then peered past her sister to see her father's face. Dan 
was hung in a terrible suspense-he knew that he should stop this before it 
could go any farther, before he did irreparable harm to the two girls. But 
the time for stopping was gone-it was gone when he first took Janet into his 
bed, into his arms! 

And what Liz was doing felt so damn good! His balls, his cock, were tingling 
to her touch, quivering in anticipation of her young lips touching them. If 
this was a sin, if it was so terrible, then why in hell had God made it so 
goddamn much fun? He didn't play fair! 

Liz was following Janet's advice, bending now to kiss her father's testicles 
in turn. The hair covering the scrotum was distasteful; Janet saw her face 
wrinkle with displeasure, but Dan's view was blocked by his older daughter's 
position on his chest. Janet turned around to have a better view Of what Liz 
was doing. 

"Oh, honey! Ohhhhhhhhh!" 

She sucked one egg into her mouth. There was no hesitation-his ball was 
popped completely into her mouth, as though she had been trained in sucking 
men from infancy. She swallowed, her throat working convulsively, making the 
testicle jump between her teeth. Dan gasped. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" OH, HONEY! SUCK ME! SUCK ME!" 

Janet bent forward to have a better view of the way Liz was working on his 
balls, her ass rising from his chest to give him a clear view of her brown 
rose at the bottom of the valley-so close to the opening he had already 
experienced. Her asshole puckered as her belly wrinkled, opening far enough 
to give him a tantalizing view of her inner passage. Suddenly he reached up 
with both hands, caught her hips to drag her back against his mouth. 

"Papa! What are you doing?" 

Janet looked around, but his lips were already planted against her ass, his 
tongue moving out to lick the length of the valley, tasting the edge of her 
cunt and the remnants of their fucking, his sucking. Then he returned his 
attention to the sphincter, his tongue moving against the now tight blossom, 
probing, pushing, tasting a bright metallic flavor. 

"O H H H H HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! PAPA! P APAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

Her tits were against his belly, her head twisting to see what he was doing. 
But it was a good feeling, a great feeling-she puckered her asshole in 
reflex, and he took advantage of the brief opening to dart the tip of his 
tongue into her. When she closed up again he was captured, able to use his 
tongue as a fucking instrument." 

"O OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, PAPA! GOD! IT FEELS SO GOOD! DO IT TO ME, 
PAPA-DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO ME! MAKE ME FEEL YOU! MAKE ME FEEL YOUR TONGUE! 
A G GGHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

Liz heard her sister's cries of pleasure, tried to look up, but she refused 
to surrender his balls, and all that was in her vision was his waving cock, 
bobbing against her face. She reached for it, gurgling as she swallowed 
against his balls, and began to stroke it. 

"OH, JESUS!" Dan had to tear his tongue from Janet's asshole. "OH, BABY! 
SUCK ME, LIZ-SUCK ME! OH, GOD! 

AGGGGGGHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SUCK MY BALLS-SUCK MY COCK! SUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

Janet sighed with pleasure, her face buried against her father's groin, 
aware of his cock just inches away. Liz was attacking him from below-but the 
shaft itself was still free, still waving in the air. His tongue was out of 
her ass. She moved forward, rising far enough to get her lips over the 
cockhead and sucked down for a minute. 

"CHRIST IN CRIPPLED CHRISTOPHER FUCKING! JESUSSSSSSSSSS! THAT'S IT, 
JANET-SUCK PAPA! SUCK MY GODDAM COCK-LIZ, SUCK MY BALLS! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, 
JESUS! YOU'RE MELTING ME, YOU'RE TEARING ME APART! SWEET MERCIFUL BLUE 
FUCKING HEAVEN-AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

He was humping against them, unable to keep his ass still against the bed, 
fighting them as his girls tried to control his cock, control the pleasure 
they were giving him. Janet could no longer keep the cockhead in her mouth: 
she broke away, began to run her tongue up and down the sides of the shaft, 
her fingers dancing along its length as well. Between his legs, Liz seemed 
to have formed a permanent attachment to his balls, seemed to want to keep 
them in her mouth forever. She stretched her jaw as wide as possible, and 
succeeded in getting both of them inside at the same time. She was unable to 
do anything with them, but she rested her weight across his leg, burbling 
happily. 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD!" 

It was Heaven! It was joy! He was transported on the lips of his girls, his 
daughters! 

He looked down, saw Janet's cunt and asshole before him but too far to reach 
with his tongue. He reached out to her with both hands, spreading the globes 
of her ass with his thumbs. The two holes gaped plainly now, and there was 
an ache in his breast because he could not plant his lips to her. 

But there was nothing to stop him from using his fingers. He touched her 
again, ran the middle finger of his left hand deep into her pussy while the 
tip of his right forefinger worried at the rectum. The girl's ass quivered 
with pleasure, and he seized the first opportunity to run the fingertip in 
again. He was finger-fucking her from both sides of the thin wall separating 
the two channels, could feel the finger in her cunt with the one in her ass. 

"OH, PAPA! PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! AH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING 
TO ME? OHHHHHHHHHHHH AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JESUS! JESUS! 
PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

"OH, BABIES! OH, JESUS! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU BOTH! DO IT TO ME! SUCK ME! 
SUCK PAPA! SUCK PAPA'S COCK-SUCK PAPA'S BALLS! MAKE ME FEEL YOUR LIPS, YOUR 
TONGUES, YOUR TEETH! SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

"OHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

They were bouncing against him now, Janet being driven by his wild fingers, 
Liz delirious with joy to know that she was servicing her beloved parent. 
Janet's cunt was dripping with the juices that his far-reaching finger 
stirred, Dan digging deep into the soft walls as he fucked into her. Her 
clit was burning hot, super-sensitive each time that he rubbed against it. 
She wanted to scream out her joy-but she did not want to tear her lips away 
from his marvelous shaft. 

She rose over the head of his cock, took the swollen flower into her mouth 
and forced herself as far down as she could go. She was sure that she was 
taking more now than before, although her throat was aching terribly with 
the strain. But she wanted all of him, wanted to feel her lips against his 
balls-wanted to meet Liz in a giant kiss that would have all of Papa's sex 
swallowed between them. They were sharing him, but that would be even 
greater, the most wonderful way of knowing him that she could imagine. Her 
ass quivered to the touch of his finger, her cunt jumping with joy as he 
fucked into her, joined the one finger with another, and then another, until 
all three were riding in and out. All she needed was another cock in her 
ass, and life would be complete, made perfect! 

"OH, JESUS! OH, BABIES! DO IT TO ME! SUCK ME-I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!"" 

"O HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Janet had to tear her lips from his 
cock for an instant. "PAPA, I'M GOING TO CUM! I'M CUMMING." 

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

"I'M CUMMING, PAPA! I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

His first spurt rose from the fountainhead of his cock, splattering against 
her face, dripping down her nose. The girl started to dive back on to his 
cockhead, not wanting to waste any of his pleasure. He was erupting, his 
cock throwing his seed across her features as it wavered in her fingers, his 
balls jumping in the younger girl's mouth as it pumped forth his life. Janet 
felt her own insides melting, running out against Papa's fingers, flooding 
out against his chest. 

"O HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She moaned, as she flooded him, closing her 
eyes against a spurt of his cream. She was soaking him completely, her 
juices matting the hair on his chest, running across his body and trickling 
down his sides. Dan held his fingers in the midst of the waterfall, taking 
the other hand away from her ass. He let the juice course down his arm, 
until at last she was finished, at last there was no more to cum. 

Her cunt muscles worked in several dry spasms as his cock jumped without 
producing more than a single droplet to well in the head. The girl fell from 
him, laying naked beside him. 

"Aiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Dan screamed as Liz bit against his aching balls. 
"Honey! That's enough! Get off now!" 

She did so reluctantly, releasing him with a sigh, conscious for the first 
time that her nose was aching from the unnatural position she had taken. She 
looked up at her father and saw the puddle of Janet's spendings on his 
chest, then looked at her sister and saw the streaks of white against her 
face. 

"What happened?" she asked. 

Janet giggled, and Dan managed a smile. "We came, honey. Thank you for the 
part you played. God! I don't think I've ever had my balls sucked like that 
before. Have you been practicing?" 

The instant he said it, he regretted it-but Liz was giggling, shaking her 
head. She straightened out her legs, kicking away the kinks, and came up to 
kneel beside his chest. Her finger touched the pool of cum, moved through 
it, swirling it around his nipples. 

"No," she said. "I never did anything like that before." She didn't add that 
the only sucking she had done was on Janet's cunt that afternoon. 

Dan reached out to squeeze her side, his thumb moving over her ribs. "Hey! 
You're unfair-you're supposed to be naked, like the rest of us!" 

She giggled again, looking down at herself, and then across at Janet's 
nakedness. She peeled her pajama top over her head, then rose to skin the 
bottoms down, and stood naked beside him. 

"Okay. Now I'm undressed." 

Dan looked up at Liz's boyish body, saw that she was not yet developing; 
there was only the tiniest swellings where her tits would grow, and that 
barely more than baby fat. Her cunt was smooth and hairless, a delicate slit 
that pouted down at him, revealing nothing of the pleasures waiting inside. 

"Don't you want your share of pleasure?" he asked. 

"What do you mean, Papa?" 

He held up his hands, and after a slight hesitation, Liz came into his arms, 
let him lower her toward his face. She giggled as she settled down, his chin 
beard scraping the inside of her thighs-and gasped in surprise as her ass 
hit the cooling puddle of Janet's cum on his chest. She looked around, ass 
tensing for a moment. Then she relaxed as her father examined her pussy, 
running his finger along the slit. 

He ran his little finger into Liz, but she was dry inside. He swallowed a 
time to two to work up spit in his mouth, and pulled her to him, his lips 
meeting the pouting pudenda in a wet smacking kiss. 

"Oh, Papa!" She giggled again, her belly jumping. "That tickles!" 

"Tickles, huh? What about this?" 

He grabbed her by the ass, pulling her tight against his mouth, his tongue 
driving inside her passage. Liz gasped as he touched her clit, jumping 
again. He pushed his tongue into her-and came up against the obstruction. 

For the first time he realized that Janet's cherry had been broken-by whom? 
How many cocks had his oldest daughter known before his? 

It was none of his goddamn business! If Janet was fucking, what the hell! It 
made her more experienced for him, didn't it? 

Still, there was a tinge of regret that he had not been the first.... 

But Liz was before him now-and with Liz he could be the first. Except that 
her small cunt would never accept him, never admit his huge cock. Just 
trying would tear her terribly, probably cause her serious injury. The idea 
of taking his daughter's cherry was tempting, but he knew that it was one 
pleasure he would have to forego. Any daughter-fucking would be limited to 
the older girl, at least until Liz developed enough to ease the problems. 

Right now, he wanted to suck her, and again he planted his lips against her 
cunt. The little girl pushed down against him, her passage opening to the 
widest possible as his tongue entered, and licked all around. He was sucking 
on her tiny clit, teasing it with his tongue, until she was erecting under 
his touch. 

"OH, PAPA! THAT FEELS GOOD! DO IT TO ME, PAPA! SUCK ME OUT GOOD! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

The older girl watched her sister's ass bouncing up and down against her 
father's mouth with dispassionate interest-for the moment she was drained. 
But her hand naturally trailed to her own cunt, rubbed her slit that was wet 
with her spendings, moved far enough inside to touch her clit and excite it. 
An electric shock tingled her ass, a tiny one-but it was enough to make her 
quiver, to know that she was ready for more sex. 

She rose, looked at her father's cock, saw that it was soft now. His 
pleasure in sucking Liz came in knowing that he was servicing his baby, not 
from his own needs. Janet reached a cautious finger to touch him there, then 
hefted the weight of his cock against her palm. Soft, it seemed like a 
completely different thing than the hard shaft that had ripped through her 
insides, had filled her mouth to aching. 

"OH, PAPA!" Liz was bouncing with joy. "OOOHHHHHHHHHHHH, GEEZ! PAPA! 
PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" 

Janet held her father's cock up straight, studying it, working the foreskin 
back to see the cum oozing from the fold of the skin where it had been 
trapped. He was hot in her hand, but still did not stiffen-and she knew that 
this was her chance to take all of him. 

Quickly her lips went about his cock, pressing the soft shape for an 
instant; and then she was diving all of the way down, her mouth filling with 
the flexible meat, until her lips at last pressed against that goal that had 
seemed so unobtainable-his balls. She felt the pubic hair cut into her lips, 
her tongue tracing the vein on the underside of the shaft, the cockhead 
probing against her throat. 

She swallowed, and suddenly the head of his cock was completely in her 
throat! She had taken him all of the way! Tears stung her eyes as she felt 
his cock stirring, although she could not breathe. But for this instant she 
did not need to breathe! She was in heaven, her father's cock hers to 
possess completely and forever! 

Dan gasped, tore his lips from Liz's cunt. "JESUS! JANET, WHAT ARE YOU 
DOING? O H H H HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SUCK ME, BABY!" His hands worked 
against Liz's buttocks, kneading them as his cock humped against Janet's 
face, and began to stiffen: It was growing hard, pulling the girl up as it 
lengthened, stretched, expanded. No longer could she hold it all-the pain 
was too great. She pulled back, the head popping out of her throat to let 
air once again come down from her nostrils to her lungs. She gasped against 
the huge cockshape, rising up on it until only the head was in her mouth. 
She had to pull out completely, pull away from him, drop in exhaustion to 
the bed. 

Dan sighed. "Jesus! That was beautiful, honey! But you could hurt yourself!" 

"It was worth it, Papa. I want to suck you whenever you get soft-I want to 
have all of you inside me, forever and ever!" 

He laughed, then sighed; he reached up to lower Liz to his other side, the 
two girls stretching out, moving into his arms. His cock still waved, still 
stiff-but there was no desire to cum again. There had been enough fucking 
for now. 

Together, they drifted into sleep, the girls holding tight to their father, 
Dan hugging them in his arms. But even as he felt the warmth of their 
bodies, there was a deep buried regret. Only the knowledge that they 
welcomed his violation eased his conscience, made him feel like a man 
again.... 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

The buzzing of the alarm clock brought Dan awake, his heart jumping from an 
interrupted dream. For an instant he was still in the dream world, then felt 
the pressure of his girls on either side, their nakedness soft and yielding 
next to the rough angles of his own body. 

He glanced to his right, saw Janet's tit riding up over his chest, the girl 
snuggled tight against him. Her hand rested lightly against his groin, the 
shape of his cock falling over it. 

On the other side, Liz was making a sucking motion with her lips, pushing 
them in and out in her sleep. Her hand was also probing close to his cock, 
her fingers twined in his pubic patch. Both of the girls were resting on his 
arms, which tingled under their weight. He shifted position, and Janet 
opened her eyes, blinking, to look up at him. 

"Whuzzat?" The alarm was buzzing in the background. She shook her head, sat 
up, and rolled off the bed to shut it off. She yawned, stretching widely, 
her back arching to bring her tits into prominence, the slit of her cunt 
clearly visible. 

For a moment he again felt regret-what the hell kind of man was he, screwing 
his own daughter, teaching the other to suck him off? Christ, in some places 
men were lynched for doing things like this! 

But the girls liked it. There were no regrets for what had happened last 
night, what he had done to them. If they were happy, then what he did to 
them was nobody else's goddamn business! 

He sat up, pulled his girls to him, squeezing them in his arms. He bent to 
kiss them in turn, and rubbed their heads. Everything was going to be all 
right, he was sure of that. Nothing bad was going to happen-maybe this was 
even an omen that in time Trish would come to her senses, come back home! 

"Work time, girls. Janet honey, you think you can manage to fix your old 
man's breakfast while he staggers through the shower and shaving?" 

"Sure thing, Papa. Come on, Liz-you can help." 

They jumped off the bed, heedless of their nakedness, and hurried 
downstairs. When he followed them fifteen minutes later, he found them still 
naked as they did the early morning chores. His breakfast was waiting-a 
hearty one, Janet recognizing that sex took a good deal of energy-and when 
he finished they hurried to hug him, and kiss him goodbye. He was unable to 
resist running a finger into each sweet young pussy before he let them go, 
leaving for work with the smell of their cunts on his hands. 

After that night, Dan did not sleep alone. The girls were ready for bed 
earlier each night, it seemed-although an hour or more passed before they 
were ready for sleep. But they were exhausting their father, until he 
accused them of cheating-of sleeping during the day. Giggling, they did not 
deny it. 

After a week of enjoying their bodies, the phone rang before he could leave 
for work-it was Trish. She and the boys had decided to make a holiday of it, 
were going up to the Island for a picnic. 

"We want the girls to come with us, Dan," said his wife. "You too...." 

He hesitated, his heart jumping-he wanted so much to say yes! But he 
remembered that several important deals were very close to closing; he could 
not spare the time away from the office. 

"Next time, honey," he said lamely. "But the girls will be ready when you 
get here." 

"Sure, Dan. Next time." 

"Trish? I still love you." 

"I love you too, Dan." 

"So come home! Please!" 

"You know the bargain we made. It's only been two weeks." 

Two weeks-it seemed more like two centuries as he hung up. Then he saw his 
daughters again, both naked-they liked to be naked all of the time when he 
was with them-and thanked God that he at least had them. 

He gave them the news, and ordered them through their excitement to take 
showers before their mother arrived. It wouldn't do to have Trish smell the 
fucking that they had been doing! He wanted to wait around to see 
her-yesterday he had gone to the boutique, to try to talk her out of this 
nonsense, but she wouldn't give in. There was no reason to think that she'd 
change her mind now.... 

He kissed the girls goodbye. 

Trish blew the horn of the station wagon as she pulled up before the house, 
but Janet and Liz were already waiting, their bathing suits packed. They ran 
to the car, threw their arms around her, kissing her warmly. 

"Mama!" said Liz. "We're so glad to see you!" 

"Yes," echoed her sister. "We miss you, Mama-you two, too, lunkheads," she 
added to her brothers. 

Trish Sanborne smiled at her four children-all of them handsome. The younger 
pair were obviously identical twins, and except for the fact that Liz's hair 
was longer, it would be impossible to tell them apart if they were dressed 
in the same clothes. Of course, there was very definitely a difference in 
the equipment behind the shorts that each was wearing! 

Jimmy and Janet were maturing now, growing into adulthood; they had been 
another peas-in-a-pod pair until puberty hit them, but now he was already 
three inches taller than his sister. And of course, Janet was blossoming, 
her breasts well-formed, pressing enticingly against the fabric of her 
sleeveless blouse, her ass firm, fattening like a woman's should. Her old 
blue shorts were stretched tight by her ass-so tight that Trish could 
clearly see the outline of her mound. 

The kids hopped in back, the boys greeting their sisters just as 
enthusiastically-Jimmy's hand dropping to tease Janet's butt when he thought 
that his mother couldn't see. But Trish caught the movement in the rearview 
mirror, and grinned to herself. What the hell, they probably fooled around 
together. But she was willing to bet that Janet didn't realize that she and 
her mother were both competing for Jimmy's cock! 

"What's so funny, Mama?" asked Les. 

"Oh, nothing, honey." Maybe tonight she would let the boys in on the 
joke-when she had them alone again, and naked in her bed! 

What would Dan think of that? 

For a minute the thought made her sober: what would her husband think, to 
know that she was screwing the boys? Certainly he would be shocked; it was a 
secret they better keep just to themselves! 

She thought of Dan's cock, comparing it to Jimmy's-comparing their staying 
power. Both boys could outlast him in a stretch, although it hadn't always 
been that way. She could remember early in their marriage when the nights 
had been spent more in fucking than in sleeping-now she was lucky to get one 
jump, and a thank you ma'am out of him! 

Well, Dan was a problem to think about later-this day was for the kids. She 
headed the car for the island, a popular picnic place a twenty minute ferry 
ride from the mainland. Once a millionaire's private preserve, it was now 
part of the state park system, covered with trails and picnic places. In the 
middle of the week there weren't many other ferry riders, and when they 
arrived they found they had the place almost to themselves. 

The boys carried the baskets to the secluded table their mother chose, and 
then the four of them took off for the island's highest point, a two hundred 
foot hill. The millionaire had built a watchtower there, and now Les whooped 
as he and Liz shot up the steps. At the top they could see the ferry, 
returning to the mainland. 

Janet and Jimmy stopped at the edge of the clearing, looking to see that the 
younger kids could not see them. He stepped off the trail, leaning against a 
pine, his eyes hungrily taking in his sister. 

"You miss me?" he asked, casually. 

"I suppose." 

She was looking away from him, shyly-and now he reached out to touch her, 
took her arm to pull her behind the tree. 

"Jimmy!" She struggled for a minute, but his longer arms held her tightly. 
At last she surrendered, giggling. 

"I'm the only boy in your life," he said. "Remember." 

"We can't get married, you know, silly. It's against the law, or something." 

"So we'll live together without being married. Lots of people do that 
nowadays-why not brothers and sisters?" 

Janet was looking away when his hand moved out to touch her side-he moved 
forward to kiss her, taking her in his embrace. It was not the awkward 
kisses they had exchanged before-their lips met, held a moment, and then his 
tongue was probing forward, forcing a passage between her teeth. 

Janet stiffened, would have gasped if his lips had not kept her prisoner. 
Her arms went around him, holding him close as she felt his knee pressing 
between her legs. She recognized the shape of his cock as it grew in his 
pants, stretching until it pointed up, pressing against her belly. His hand 
dropped to her tit, fondling the tiny cone and playing with the nipple, and 
dropped down farther, probing the top of her shorts. His fingers reached 
inside until he could feel the hair between her legs. 

"Jimmy!" She tried to push him away, frightened. "Liz and Les will see us!" 
The younger pair were still on the tower. 

"Let them, I don't care." 

"But, I do!" 

Janet studied her brother's face, worried-what was making him act like this? 
They had fooled around before, but she knew that he was not fooling now! His 
cock was as hard as Papa's, and certainly just as big as Darryl's! 

Jimmy stepped away from the tree, called to the other two. "Hey! Janet and I 
are going down to the shore! We'll see you later!" 

"Wait!" cried Les. "We'll come with you!" 

But Janet and Jimmy weren't waiting. They hurried along the trail to duck 
into a thicket, Jimmy picking a way for them. He made several turns in 
direction as they heard the sound of pursuit fading away, and then they were 
suddenly in a small clearing that was well-shielded from the nearest trail. 
It was a pleasant place, grassy, and with a flat rock that was just right 
for two to sit together. 

Janet sat down, running her hands down her thighs as she stared at her 
brother. But Jimmy wasn't prepared to let her sit; he took her hands, pulled 
her down to the grass beside him. She stared into his face for a moment, and 
saw that he was serious about this; she couldn't help giggling. 

Suddenly his arms were around her, his lips capturing hers in a kiss more 
intense than any she had ever experienced before-from Daddy, from Darryl, 
from anyone. They held together until she was seeing stars, and knew she had 
to break for air. 

"Oh, wow!" she cried. "Where did you learn that?" 

He was proud. "I've learned a thing or two this summer. I know lots of 
loving tricks." 

His hands reached for Janet's shorts, fumbling with the buttons. It took no 
more than a minute to overcome the obstacle, slide his fingers down to her 
exposed mound. His fingers trailed through the silky hair, then moved across 
the crack before probing into her entrance. 

"You're wet-you're horny." 

"Getting awfully personal, aren't you?" 

He nuzzled his ear. "I've got something better than my finger to put in 
there now. Feel." 

Janet gasped as she traced the shape of his erection. "Jimmy! You're a lot 
bigger!" 

"I'm growing up," he said. "Take it out." 

He raised his hips to let her pull his shorts down, and then she removed her 
blouse and let him pull down her shorts. They stared at each other's 
nakedness a moment before she found the courage to reach out to his shaft. 
It was not as big as Papa's-not yet; but if he kept on growing as he had 
this summer, it wouldn't be long before he would be giving Papa competition! 

"You're hot!" 

"Hot to fuck," he replied, touching her mound again, his other arm tugging 
her down to lay beside him. Her legs opened, but she was still tense, 
frightened despite everything that she had done with Papa this past week. 

Suddenly Jimmy was between her legs, bending, his hands lifting her ass. He 
touched her slit with his finger, then kissed her cunt lips, his tongue 
moving along the crack. 

Janet gasped as he drove it suddenly home, tasting her soft inner passage, 
her ass quivering against his hands at the dart of pleasure. She relaxed 
now, her legs opening wider to him as he probed with his tongue, found her 
clit and quickly brought it erect. His fingers were caressing her ass as he 
pushed his tongue as far into her as he could. 

"OH, GOD, JIMMY! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SUCK ME! SUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" 

"YEAH!" He swallowed her moisture. "AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. 

"SUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

He pulled his lips away, her cunt making a wet plopping sound, and lowered 
himself over her body. His cock probed forward against her mound, moving 
across the crack as he lubricated himself with her juices. He was moving in, 
pressing steadily forward, his cock entering a long slide. "Jesus, you're 
tight!" 

"OH!" She had relaxed with him-but now he slammed all of the way home. 
"OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JIMMY!" 

He relaxed again-then slammed again, burying himself completely within his 
sister. He lowered his weight to her body, his hands moving up to tease the 
nipples of her breasts. They were already hard, and he hunched down far 
enough to suck one of them into his mouth, making her gasp with the 
pleasure. He was moving up to kiss her lips, his ass twitching in the air. 

"DO IT, JIMMY!" she begged. "DO IT TO ME! COME ON-I CANT WATT ANY LONGER! 
FUCK ME!" 

He humped against her once, not really moving his cock but making her feel 
his full presence. He raised his weight onto his forearms as he concentrated 
on pulling out of her cunt, the corner of his mouth showing the tip of his 
tongue. 

He slammed home again, the girl gasping, her fingers clutching at his back. 
His cock pulled against the walls of her cunt, her clit burning with liquid 
fire as the shaft rubbed it, but no more than an inch of him came out. He 
pushed again, sliding easily as her cunt became soaked with her juices. He 
stroked three times, and suddenly there was no friction to hold him, his 
cock sliding easily. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! JIMMY, IT'S BEAUTIFUL! IT'S HEAVEN! I LOVE 
IT! I LOVE YOU! FUCK ME! PLEASE, DO IT TO ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

The boy held himself half out of her for a moment, gathering energy-then 
drove home again. Janet shook at the force of his blow, gasping again, 
trying" to hold tight. He was moving regularly, sliding five inches out, 
slamming five inches home, battering against her womb. His balls slammed 
against the outer lips of her cunt on each down stroke, jarring him. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! JIMMY! JIMMY! JIMMY!" 

"OH, JESUS! JESUS CHRIST! JANET, I'M FUCKING YOU! I'M FUCKING YOU! 
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

"DOIT!" 

"YEAH!" 

"FUCK ME, JIMMY!" 

"YEAH, I'M FUCKING YOU!" . 

"FILL ME WITH YOUR COCK!" 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! JESUS!" 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOD! I LOVE IT, JIMMY! I LOVE YOUR COCK! I 
LOVE YOU FUCKING ME! FUCK ME! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"FUCK! FUCK YOU! AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

He was rocketing along, out of control, unable to pace his fucking, to 
restrain himself in any way. The fury of his need slammed into his sister, 
filling Janet before withdrawing for a brief instant. The walls of her cunt 
were in agony as the head of his cock ripped across them, his shaft still 
swollen, impossibly growing larger. He could no longer hold his weight off 
her, able to concentrate only on his ass as it drove forward, pulled back, 
and the fury of his cockhead. 

"FUCK!" he cried. "FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHH, GOD! JIMMY, I CANT STAND IT! HELP ME, PLEASE! GOD HELP ME! 
GOD HELP ME! FUCK ME, JIMMY! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

Her juices were boiling now, turning her insides to mush, making his cock so 
slippery that each backstroke almost threw him out. The boy held his knees 
between her legs, afraid that his cock was going to pop free, that he would 
spill his load outside of her cunt. 

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" 

"OHHHHHH, JIMMY! JIMMY! JIMMY!" 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHH!" 

There was nothing in the world, the universe, but their rampaging fucking, 
both children gasping for breath, aching with the pressure of the ground 
against their bodies. He thought his heart was going to burst, but he could 
not stop-would not stop. 

His testicles responded to the driving fury, building pressure that could 
only be answered in one way. The cum was rising in his cock as the girl felt 
her own eruption boiling over, boiling around him. 

"I'M CUMMESfG!" he cried. "JESUS, I'M CUMMINNNNNNGGG! A G GGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" 

"OHHHHHHHHH, JIMMY! YES! FUCK ME, JIMMY! FUCK ME! I'M CUMMING! I'M 
CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

She felt his seed slam out of his cock, mix with her own, filling her 
channel completely until it split over against the plunging shape of his 
cock. It was the most wonderful feeling she had ever known. 

"OH, GOD, JIMMY! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!" 

 CHAPTER NINE 

"Dam them!" 

Liz plopped down on a fallen log, pouting, angry at Janet and Jimmy for 
disappearing. This was supposed to be a fun day, but they were spoiling it! 

"They're stinky!" she said. 

"Oh, it's okay," said Les, sitting down beside her. He had a pretty good 
idea why his brother wanted to be alone with Janet-and now he reached for 
Liz, putting his arm around her shoulder. She moved closer, and he hugged 
her tightly. 

"Everything's okay," he said, his finger touching her leg, moving to her 
knee. "Let them go-we don't need them. We can have fun by ourselves." 

He touched the flat of his palm to Liz's leg, moved it close to the boundary 
of her shorts. She looked down as his finger moved inside her shorts. 

"What are you doing?" 

"Just exploring. I want to see if you've changed any since we came out to 
the beach house." 

"How much could I change in two weeks?" She didn't know about the tremendous 
spurt in her oldest brother's development ... but neither did she chase 
Les's hand away. It felt good there. 

"That tickles!" 

He reached her mound, found a single silky hair, tracing its length against 
her slit. "Tickle me back." 

The boy settled back on the log, his legs stretched before him. Liz stared 
at him for a minute, then reached down to touch the front of his shorts, 
finding instantly the outline of his cock. She ran her fingers across the 
shaft a couple of times and Les quickly stiffened, his joint lifting against 
the fabric. 

"Are you hard?" 

"Unbutton my pants and you'll see." Liz felt a thrill of anticipation, and 
quickly looked around to make sure that they were alone. 

She knelt between his legs to unbutton his shorts, tugging them down until 
the shaft of his cock sprang into view. It was sturdy and straight, a pretty 
young prick, pointing boldly away from the tiny nest of hair. She tugged the 
shorts down farther and saw his balls. 

"You're dirty!" But her tongue was at the corner of her mouth, and she felt 
a warmth growing in her own sex. 

"Go ahead-you've touched it before." 

Liz pretended reluctance, although she was anxious to take that 
delightfully-shaped cock into her hands-into her mouth. She stroked him 
gingerly, then curled her fingers around his meat. The boy saw how cautious 
she was-and suddenly he made his cock jump, banging it against the palm of 
her hand. 

"Oh!" She let go. "Why did you do that?" 

"'Cause I want you to jerk me off. Go ahead, hold it-it won't bite you. 
Ahhhhhhhhh! That feels good, Liz! Do it again!" 

She began to jerk him steadily, her hand moving up and down, his balls 
bouncing with each reversed motion. When she was at the bottom of the 
stroke, the opened glans showed clearly over the edge of her hand, the meat 
almost white under the pressure of her grasp. The hole was tiny, not at all 
like Papa's-but there was a drop of fluid seeping out of it just as Papa's 
cock did. 

"OHHHHHHHHH, LIZ! OH, THAT FEELS SO DAMN GOOD! I LOVE IT!" 

She brought her hand to the top, his balls jumping as they drew against the 
base of the shaft. She was timing her strokes now to a mental clock, one a 
second, the boy's hands flat against the log for balance, his face contorted 
with pleasure. 

"SUCK ME, LIZ-TAKE MY COCK IN YOUR MOUTH! YEAH, DO IT! SUCK ME!" 

But before she could bring her mouth to it, he reached down, cupped his hand 
over the glans. She looked up. 

"Let's go into the bushes! Take off our clothes!" 

He led the way, moving a hundred feet away from the path until he found a 
place clear enough of underbrush to permit them to stretch out on the 
ground. There was another log in the little depression, and Liz started to 
sit down-but Les caught her up, made her stand while he undid her shorts and 
pushed them down. His cock was still poking out of his open fly, his balls 
riding over the edge of the fabric. 

"Come on, strip down! It's better naked!" 

"I don't know why," she said, still pretending reluctance. But she did as 
Les wanted, undressing quickly and spreading her clothes on the ground to 
have something to lie on. 

Les was already naked, and kicking off his sandals. As Liz lay down before 
him he stepped over her, his cock sticking out flagpole stiff and proudly 
waving over the center of her body. 

"Haven't you been rubbing yourself off lately?" 

He grinned, but would not say why. "He dropped to kneel between his sister's 
legs, reaching to raise her-ass with his hands. At last her mound was 
completely open to him, the single hair he had discovered invisible against 
her skin. 

"OHHHHHH, JEEZ! LIZ-I LOVE YOU! I'M GONNA FUCK YOU!" 

She wriggled her ass as Les looked up her body, although there was nothing 
beyond her cunt to excite him. Then he bent to kiss her opening, running his 
tongue inside. 

"OHHHHHHHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?' 

"I'M GONNA MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD!" 

"OHHHHHH! PLEASE, LES-BE CAREFUL!" 

But the sight of his cock excited her-Papa hadn't fucked her, wouldn't try 
to shove his cock into her opening because he was so huge. But Les was just 
the right size to introduce his sister to the joys of cock and cunt 
together, and she was anxious as he. 

"OH, FUCK! OPEN UP, LIZ-I'M GONNA FUCK YOU!" 

"AAAHHHHHHHHH! PLEASE, don't-BE CAREFUL! PLEASE, LES!" 

He was probing at her cunt now with the head of his cock, finding her 
completely dry despite his brief sucking. He lay her straight, spreading the 
outer lips of her cunt with his fingers, and spit on his hand; then he 
rubbed the moisture on the head of his cock. He pressed again. 

"OHHHHHHHHH! LES-YOU'RE HURTING ME!" 

There was just enough lubrication to let his glans enter the very outer 
limits of her cunt-but Liz did not know how to respond, how to open herself 
before him. She wanted to slam her legs shut, close him off. 

"COME ON!" he begged. "RELAX-YOU'RE FIGHTING ME! OPEN UP, LIZ-I GOTTA FUCK 
YOU! I GOTTA!" 

The boy shifted position until he was laying across his sister, his ass 
waving in the air as he tried to keep his cock secure in the brief beachhead 
he had secured. Now he pushed with all of his strength, gaining another 
fraction of an inch. 

"OWWWWWWWWW! JIMMY, I CANT! I CANT TAKE IT! STOP, PLEASE! LET ME GO!" 

"Damn!" 

The boy was nervous now, his balls already churning as his seed was near 
eruption. The closeness of her cunt, even though he could not get inside, 
was enough to make his seed explode. His boy cum flooded out suddenly, 
surprising both as it trickled down her crack-but it was just the natural 
lubrication that he needed. 

"OHHHHHHHHH! JEEZ, LIZ-I GOTTA DO IT! I GOTTA! OPEN UP, DAMMIT! LET ME FUCK 
YOU!" 

He slammed his ass forward, against her-and his cock slid almost an inch 
inside her cunt. Jimmy gasped, and held himself there, momentarily 
triumphant. 

"JEEZ! YOU CAN DO IT-ITM IN! COME ON, OPEN UP! LET ME IN THE REST OF THE 
WAY!" 

His belly heaved as he dragged air into his lungs, and threw himself forward 
again, gaining. One more shove, and his cock was halfway home. 

"OHHHHHH! OH, LES! PLEASE!" 

He panted. "Does that hurt?" 

She closed her eyes as the warm feeling suffused her lower body. When she 
opened them, she shook her head. 

"No!" 

"Okay, get ready then-I'm gonna slam it in the rest of the way!" 

But he was against the barrier; his cock could go no further, no matter how 
hard he tried to penetrate. His cock was juicy now, and Les knew that he was 
close to cumming. 

"What's the matter?" 

"I don't know-something's stopping me." 

"Oh!" Liz remembered Janet's problem with Darryl. "You're caught on my 
cherry-you have it break it!" 

Les knew much less about sex than he pretended to himself, despite the 
lessons of the past two weeks-lessons taught him carefully by his mother. 

He was shivering in anticipation as he drew back again, his cockhead just 
barely within her passage. His ass wavered a bit as he gathered strength-and 
then he slammed home with all of his power. 

"OH, GOD! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" 

Liz was crying now, tears coursing from her eyes and her chest heaving-but 
Les was in her all the way, his cock buried to the hilt. 

"It's okay!" he said, trying to soothe her. "It's all right now!" 

"GET OFF! GET OFF ME!" 

She tried to push him away, her cunt trying to reject his cock, pushing at 
it with the strength of her muscles-and suddenly a thrill surged straight 
back toward her gut, making her shiver in delight. 

"OH! OHHHHHHHHH! WHAT IS IT? IT FEELS SO GOOD!" 

Les worked his cock in her again, her pressure squeezing him in a tight 
embrace. It was delicious, far more wonderful than any feeling he had ever 
been able to give himself. He began to fuck against her, ass pulling back no 
more than an inch, then surging down once more, the movement making Liz 
gasp. 

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHH! GOD, LES! WHAT ARE YQU DOING?" 

"I'M FUCKING YOU!" cried the boy. "YOU'VE GOT MY COCK NOW-TAKE IT, LIZ! TAKE 
ME IN! TAKE ALL OF ME! I'M FUCKING YOU!" 

The hurt was gone completely, forgotten in the wonderful warm feeling that 
came from his cock as he worked it deep into her gut. So this was 
fucking-this was wonderful! Heaven couldn't be better than the sensation 
coursing through her as her twin brother fucked into her, make her feel him 
completely. 

"AHHHHHH, DO IT! DO IT, LES! YES, I WANT YOU! I WANT YOU IN ME! FUCK ME, 
PLEASE! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

He rammed her, his belly wet with sweat and soaking her in turn so that they 
slapped together with a loud noise each time that he bottomed out. He slowed 
his pace, set up a more gentle fucking, moving his cock in and out of his 
sister in even measures, his body sliding over hers, their bellies sliding 
together. 

Liz moved with him, her hips working back against his downstrokes, her hands 
sliding through the sweat on his back. His cock reached in to touch areas 
that she had not known existed, firing her to ecstasy. 

"FUCK ME, LES! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

"OH, YEAH! YEAH, LIZ! I'M DOING IT! I'M FUCKING YOU! I'M FUCKING MY SISTER, 
MY BEAUTIFUL SISTER! TAKE IT-TAKE ALL OF IT! PULL ME IN! AGGGHHHHHHHHH!" 

"OHHHHHHHHH, GOD!" 

"JESUS, JESUS FUCK! FUCK!" 

"DO IT TO ME!" 

"SCREW! FUCK! DAMN! FUCK!" 

"I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!" 

"I LOVE YOU!" 

He fucked into her for a long time, not needing quick release after the 
first spilling that made the fucking possible. Les's eyes were bright with 
happiness and joy as he drove his cock into his twin's cunt, his instrument 
seeming to grow larger with every stroke that he made, as the blood rushed 
from his whole body to fill it to bursting. His balls drew tight, his blood 
singing as he rode toward the crest of the fuck. 

"OHHHHHHHHH! OH, LES-SOMETHING'S HAPPENING TO ME! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?" 

Liz gasped as something wonderful opened up within her belly. She closed her 
eyes and could see it, a marvelous silver flower that sent flooding pleasure 
into every nerve ending of her body as the petals spread. This was new, 
something she had never imagined, a feeling she could not describe even to 
herself. 

"OH! OHHHHHHHHH, LES!" 

Her cunt seemed to expand around his cock, her body throwing her juices 
against him in the first true cumming that she had ever known. They spilled 
out, coating Les's cock-and that was the signal his balls had been waiting 
for. He jerked into her, his white seed darting forward, sixteen silver 
bullets attacking her in four separate machine gun blasts as his cum ran out 
of his body, mixed with hers, spilled out against their bellies and their 
legs. 

"CHRIST JESUS! OH, GODDAMN IT, LIZ! I'M CUMMING! TAKE ME, FUCK ME-FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEE! I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

"OH, GOD HELP ME! HELP ME, LESj HELP ME-DO IT TO ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

The two childhood spendings mixed together to make a special liquor that was 
fragrant with all of the spices of love, all of the flavor of youth. This 
was the first time for them, for brother and sister-yet in this moment each 
knew that this was something special, that they would never know anything 
greater, or better. This was perfect, the moment they would always try to 
achieve again. 

"AHHHHHHHHH, GOD! GOD! AGGGHHHHHH!" 

"OH, FUCK, LIZ! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! TAKE ME-TAKE MY COCK! SQUEEZE ME, 
FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!" 

Liz cried, Les gasped, rising together until they were high over the island, 
oblivious to everything around them. They pumped together, worked together, 
the boy's cock sliding in and out of his sister's cunt in a motion of love 
that neither wanted to stop, both wanted to keep going forever and ever. 

"OHHHHHHHHH, CHRIST!" 

There was a limit to everything; he gave a final gasp, the fucking stopped 
in mid-stroke, his balls aching with tension now that there was no more seed 
to spew forth until he had a chance to rest. 

"OHHHHHHHHH, DEAR GOD!" 

Liz shivered as Les's weight collapsed across her. Her hands fell from her 
brother's back to rest against the grass a moment. Then she reached up to 
him once more. 

"Les?" 

The boy sighed his pleasure, his asshole twitching once. "Huh?" 

"Is it always like this?" 

"I don't know-I guess maybe. Did you like it?" 

"I never felt anything like it in my life! But-you're hurting me! Get off, 
please!" 

He opened his eyes, pulled back, his cock slipping wetly from her cunt to 
drop against his balls. He rolled from her, cock glistening as he stood to 
brush off his knees. Liz stared up at the instrument that had just made her 
feel so wonderful. 

"I wish I slept with you, rather than Janet." 

"Me too." 

Grinning, he helped her stand, and together they dusted the leaf mould from 
her clothes, then dressed. But Liz could not keep her eyes from his crotch, 
and before he could pull his shorts up she bent out to capture his cock in 
her fingers, and then bent to kiss it. 

"Hey!" He beamed with joy. "Didn't you have enough?" 

Liz touched her pussy, rubbing the mound that seemed to ache. But it was a 
good ache, and neither of them saw the few drops of blood scattered by the 
rupture of her cherry. She sighed again. 

"I wish we didn't have to go back to the others-I'd like to stay here with 
you forever." 

"I knew you'd like fucking! Don't worry-we'll have plenty of chances to do 
it again." 

They found the way back to the path, came on the other pair swinging hand in 
hand. There were smiles on all four faces, and none of them had to ask what 
the others had been doing. 

"I'm starved!" said Jimmy. 

Their mother was taking the sun when they returned to the picnic area, but 
she heard their approach, sat up. 

"Well! You look like the cats that ate the pet shop full of canaries!" 

The boys grinned, the girls giggled, but would say no more. Trish began to 
lay out the picnic, for it was already noon-and she found herself as hungry 
as the kids. She had Jimmy build a fire, and soon the five of them went 
through the available food like a plague of locusts through a newly-ripened 
field of wheat. 

"I feel good!" said Liz, stretching out beside her sister after they 
finished eating. Janet read the look on her face, and made a warning frown; 
but if their mother noticed, she said nothing. The boys stretched out as 
well, and soon all four of them were sleeping soundly, fucked out. 

When the woke, it was time to leave, for Trish had promised them a visit to 
a riding stable farther up the coast. The kids were yawning when they set 
out, but they managed to find new energy after the fashion of all children, 
and spent an enthusiastic afternoon running her ragged. 

But they exhausted themselves at last, and it was after six when they 
returned to the big house in the village. 

"I'm not about to fix supper," said their mother. "How about MacDonald's?" 

"Let's take Papa, too," said Janet, and the other three agreed that the idea 
was worthwhile. Trish was wary of meeting her husband-particularly right 
now-but there was no graceful way out. 

Dan was waiting for them to get home. He came out to the car to greet them. 

"Welcome home. Enjoy yourselves?" 

"It was neat!" said Jimmy. "A great day!" 

"How about you, Trish?" 

"I always enjoy the kids, Dan. And they say you have to take us to supper." 

"That's fine with me. Where shall we go?" 

An hour later he sipped the last of his coffee, staring at Trish over the 
cup as the waitress cleared away the remains of seafood. She knew that 
something burning was on his mind-but he wasn't going to speak in front of 
the kids. Maybe she could get away without having to hear it. 

But Les remembered that he wanted something from his room and Jimmy pounded 
after him as Dan put the ignition key in Trish's hand. They were 
alone-dangerously alone. 

"I've missed you, Trish." 

"We miss you too," she said. 

"God! You don't know what I've been going through!" 

"It hasn't been easy for me, either, Dan." 

"Then you admit that this separation is a mistake?" 

"You know I love you-I've always loved you." 

"Dammit, then why do we fight so much?" 

"I guess because that's the way we are." She smiled, touched his arm. "God, 
Dan! You don't know how much I've wanted you! Bed is a lonely place without 
you!" 

"Trish." He looked away. "I have a terrible confession to make-I know you'll 
hate me. But I have to tell you. I've done a terrible thing, a terrible 
sin." 

"You ... had sex with Janet." 

He was shocked. "How did you know? Jesus, Trish, I couldn't help it! I 
needed you so badly I got drunk, I couldn't stand it any longer. I know how 
wrong it was, but I couldn't keep my hands off her. Can you ever forgive 
me?" 

She managed a smile. "I forgive you, honey. Don't you see-this is why we 
need each other so much! I'm only human, too-and I've had temptation before 
me, too. If you sinned, then so ha He stared. "With ... the boys?" 

"With both of them. And we loved it, all three of us-just as I'm sure Janet 
loved it with you. So there's nothing to forgive." 

"I had Liz, too-I didn't screw her, just ... played with her. Jesus, Trish! 
Let's call it off, this whole separation nonsense. Let's all go to the beach 
house-together!" 

"Oh, yes, Dan! Yes!" 

She reached out to him, moved into his arms, her hands fumbling against his 
body. They kissed, and when they parted, Trish looked down to see his cock 
stirring. 

"Oh, Dan! It's what I want more than anything!" 

 CHAPTER TEN 

All four of the children were overjoyed with the news that the separation 
was over. Janet and Liz rushed to throw enough things to hold them for a day 
or so into a suitcase, while Dan was a bit more careful. But they were all 
hurrying, and soon enough all were back in the car. 

Jimmy and Les whooped down the path to the beach house, Janet and Liz only a 
few paces behind. Dan and Trish came last, enjoying the wild happiness of 
the kids-happy to be together after the separation of the last two weeks. 
Now they were coming home. 

The kids were out of sight when he stopped, turned to his wife, took her 
into his arms. Their lips met, almost shy in contact-and then the lust broke 
through, and his kiss became filled with fury, his hands touching her body 
in every secret place, his cock rising hard to shove against her belly. 

"God, honey! I can't wait to fuck you!" 

Trish laughed, brushing his chin with her finger, her other hand pressing 
tight against the small of his back. This was the way it was supposed to be, 
the two of them standing as one. 

"You'll have to wait a bit-the kids are much too excited, and it's too early 
to send them to bed." 

"Bed, hell-bury them in the sand! My cock wants you, and it isn't going to 
wait!" 

But the problem was solved for them, the girls waiting impatiently for them 
to arrive at the house. 

"Jimmy and Les have gone down to the beach," said Janet. "We're going, 
too-tide's just going out. We'll come back before dark." 

Permission was quickly given, and they were gone-leaving the adults alone. 

"Now, woman!" His hands clutched her sides. "No more excuses! You woman, me 
man-man wants to fuck woman! Woman get naked!" 

Trish was as anxious as her husband, fingers trembling as they tugged at her 
blouse even before they reached the stairs to the bedroom wing. They were 
half-naked before reaching the door-and then had to pause to make the bed, 
for she had forgotten to do it this morning. But it took only a minute with 
Dan's help, he stepping out of his trousers and then his shorts as she shook 
out the sheet. They did not bother with anything more, for it was a warm 
night-and the heat of their own bodies would be warmth enough for what they 
were planning. 

"GOD, TRISH! I NEED YOU SO!" 

The stared at each other's nakedness, Dan's finger moving to touch her tit 
as though he were seeing her for the first time. He hefted each tit, his 
cock standing stiff and strong from the heavy nest of brown pubic curls. 
Trish reached down to fondle him, and found his balls hot to her touch. She 
cupped them, and then let her fingers trail up the length of his cock, to 
his belly and his nipples. 

"OHHHHHHHHHH, DAN! PLEASE-I CANT WAIT ANY LONGER! I NEED YOU-FUCK ME! 

They kissed again, his tongue probing her mouth, and then he was pushing her 
against the bed until she fell backward. Her arms caught at him, pulled him 
down with her, their lips never separating. As the bed bounced beneath their 
weight he was already moving into position, his cock at the entrance to her 
cunt. 

"OH, JESUS! JESUS FUCK! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!" 

"FUCK ME, DAN! OHHHHHHHHH, GOD!" 

He took her like that the first time, Trish's legs planted against the 
floor, her ass barely on the edge of the bed. His cock filled her at the 
very first stroke, twisting as he rode into her, moving his ass in a 
rotation that rubbed the head of his cock completely around the walls of her 
cunt. For fifteen years he had been learning the ways of satisfying his 
wife, and now he was bringing them all into force." 

"OH, CHRIST! DON'T STOP-AGGGHHHHHHHHH! don't STOP, DAN! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

"YEAH, TRISH! GODDAMN IT, YEAH! TAKE ME, FEEL ME! THAT'S MY COCK-FUCKING 
YOU! YOU NEED IT, YOU HAVE IT! FEEL ME-WORK YOUR CUNT AGAINST ME! I WANT TO 
FEEL YOU WORKING ON ME! YEAHHHHHHHHHH!" 

He plunged wildly, throwing everything that he had into her, his ass 
slamming, shoving his cock deep into her cunt-a dozen quick strokes, and he 
was pouring the first load, shooting it into her womb, coating her insides. 

"OH, JESUS, HONEY! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMINNNNNNG!" 

"don't STOP! FUCK ME, DAN! FUCK ME! KEEP IT IN ME, MAKE ME FEEL IT! DO IT TO 
ME! I WANT IT-I WANT YOUR COCK! I WANT YOU TO FUCK FUCK FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

But he slowed enough to move her farther onto the bed, into a more secure 
position, never taking his cock from her depths even as they slid across the 
sheet. And then he began to ride her again, almost as fiercely as before, 
his ass raising high, then shoving down against her until it seemed that his 
cock was splitting her in half, tearing her to pieces. 

"DO IT! DO IT! DO IT! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

She was returning thrust for thrust, hips rising to meet Dan as he fell, her 
feet planted flat against the bed for extra security. Dan felt her tits 
crush beneath his chest, but he was touching her, playing with her, working 
his fingers against the dough of Trish's flesh, kneading the pleasure-pains 
that heightened the sensation of the marvelous fucking ride. 

Trish heaved beneath him, gasped, her nails tearing at his back, his arms. 
Her cunt worked spasmodically against his cock, squeezing it until it seemed 
that the head must pop. Dan's eyes closed, opened, could not see in either 
way. He was fighting to continue-and now the measure of sensation was 
building again, the tickle in his balls that meant another load would spill. 
He increased the pace of fucking until they slammed off the bed each time 
that he started to pull out, rocked as they came down again. 

"OH, GOD! I'M CUMMING, TRISH! I'M CUMMING! FUCK ME, MAKE ME FEEL YOU! 
JESUSSSSSSSSS! I'M ON FIRE, I'M BURNING! I'M CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

She heaved against him, felt her own sensation deep in her gut, rose up to 
meet him. 

"I'M CUMMING, DAN! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK MEEEEEEEEE! I'M 
CUMMINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

She slammed against her husband, spilling out all that was in her resevoirs, 
the two seeds spilling forth together as they rocked and slid across the 
bed. 

"OH, GOD!" she cried. "OH, JESUS!" 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" 

"YEAHHHHHHHHH!" 

"FUCK ME! I LOVE YOU, DAN! FUCK MEEEEE!" 

"AGGHHHHHHHHH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YOU!" 

They finished together, the violence easing, the strokes ceasing as he fell 
heavily against his wife. Dan felt his cock plugging his wife, and it was 
one of the most wonderful sensations he had ever known. 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" 

She touched his back, rubbing him gently, Dan twitching and his ass working 
in tiny motions against her cunt. But he was finished for now-twice was too 
much. He was completely drained of strength. At last he shivered, and pulled 
out, rolling onto his back. His eyes closed, but his hand dropped down to 
touch Trish's. 

"Dan? We must have been crazy to think we could ever live without each 
other." 

"Idea forgotten." 

"I suppose well still fight." 

"Probably." 

"You'll make me mad enough to throw things." 

"Choose cheap things." 

"I love you." 

"I love you." 

They lay quietly a moment-and then heard from downstairs the clatter of the 
kids running up onto the porch. Trish squeezed her husband's hand. 

"Dan?" 

"What now?" 

"Let's have the kids sleep with us tonight!" 

"Huh?" He stared at her. 

"You've slept with the girls and I've slept with the boys-and we've 
certainly slept together. For that matter, I'm sure the boys have been 
experimenting with the girls, so if we're all going to do it anyway, why not 
all do it together?" 

Dan laughed, but she was serious. And after a moment's thought he could find 
no flaw in her logic. Why not? They had done it in pairs and in triples, so 
it made sense for all six to join together m one great orgy. 

"You're just cock hungry." 

"Yeah!" She grabbed his meat in her hand, squeezing. 

"Okay, I give in! Invite the kids-invite the whole damn beach if you want 
to. The more the merrier." 

"Let's just keep it in the family," she said. "Let the outside world take 
care of itself." 

Trish slipped off the bed, leaving Dan in the exact center, his cock 
drooping although it was still partly hard. He reached down to touch 
himself, wincing at the pain-and steed himself for what was coming. It was 
damn sure that his cock was going to get the workout of his life tonight! 

He watched Trish go to the door to call the kids, standing there naked. It 
took several tries to cut through the noise they were making, and then Jimmy 
answered from the living room. 

"Come up here, all of you!" 

She was back in bed beside Dan before Les and Liz arrived, the younger pair 
of twins skidding to a halt when they saw that their parents were naked. 
Janet and Jimmy were right behind them, and just as surprised. They stood in 
the doorway,' uncertain if of what to do. 

"This was your idea, Einstein," said Dan. 

His wife grinned. "How would you all like to sleep with Papa and me 
tonight?" 

The twins looked first at each other, then at the other pair, amazement 
quickly fading to eagerness. Jimmy saw that the others wanted the same, and 
answered for all of them, herding the younger pair into the room. 

"Sure!" 

"Well, hop up here, then! Come on!" 

"Do we have to undress?" asked Les. 

"You see us wearing clothes?" asked his mother. 

The boys quickly took the lead, although the girls hesitated a moment 
longer-even though they had been naked before their father for the past 
week. But the boys had only their shorts to shuck, and once they stood naked 
before their sisters, their cocks already hard, Janet and Liz stripped, too. 
The younger girl seemed entranced at the sight of Jimmy's cock, growing now 
until it was standing almost straight against his belly. 

Dan was impressed as well; he looked at his wife, one eyebrow raised. She 
smiled, patting his hand. 

"Our kids are growing up, Dan." 

"Yeah-but that much?" 

The children came to the bed, Jimmy and Janet getting up beside their 
father, Les and Liz beside their mother. For a moment they were nervous, and 
then Trish reached out to take Les and Liz into her arms, kissing them full 
on their mouths. 

Jimmy grinned, but Dan was already reaching for him, gathering Janet as well 
to crush them against his chest. He kissed them, no less awkward at planting 
his lips against the boy's. His tongue probed briefly against his son's 
teeth before he released him. 

All three of the male members of the family were showing their hard cocks, 
Les gazing admiringly at his father-he had never seen Dan in that condition. 
He looked at his own cock, wondered if next year at this time he would be as 
big as Jimmy. He certainly hoped so. 

The girls were admiring the boys as well, and Janet dropped her head into 
Dan's crotch, fondling his balls as she touched his cock. 

"AHHHHHH, JESUS! THAT'S IT HONEY-SUCK ME!" 

Liz wanted the same pleasure, although she had to reach across both Les and 
her mother to touch her father. But Les's cock was poking against her belly, 
and his hand moved to her ass. She giggled under his touch. 

"That's the back way in," said Dan, noticing. "Have you fellows tried that 
way yet?" 

All four children shook their head. "Uh uh!" said Les and both girls 
together. 

"How about it, honey?" He looked at his wife. "Lesson time?" 

Trish smiled. "It's fun, kids, really!" 

"Jimmy," said his father, "you should find the Vaseline in the nightstand. 
This is something you shouldn't try without plenty of lubrication." 

Jimmy found the well-depleted, small bottle, and watched as his father 
demonstrated the proper way to annoint a cock and an asshole. Trish raised 
her hips for him, until her knees were touching her tits. 

"This is the hard way!" said Dan. "You kids do it easy the first time-you 
girls lie on your bellies." 

Jimmy was smearing himself and then Janet, handing the bottle to Les. Soon 
all six of them were ready for the lesson to continue. Dan positioned 
himself over his wife, moving forward until the head of his cock probed 
against her ass. It was thick with grease, for he wanted the kids to be 
careful until they learned the limits that the girls could stand. He pressed 
against Trish until the children saw the pucker suddenly spread-and as he 
felt it opening before him, Dan shoved, until the head of his cock popped 
through the ring. 

"AHHHHHHHHH! OH, DO IT, HONEY! FUCK ME, DAN! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

He waited a moment as Liz wet her lips. "Gosh, doesn't that hurt?" 

Trish laughed. "It will the first time-but the pain doesn't last very long, 
and-the good feeling that follows is worth every bit of it!" 

Dan slid his cock slowly into his wife's ass, applying pressure, the kids 
watching it disappear. Soon enough he was almost completely buried, Trish 
gasping as he came in. He paused again-then shoved the rest of the way, 
until the hair around his cock was plastered back against his groin. 

"OHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! JESUS! DO IT, DAN! DO IT! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

"AHHHHHH, CHRIST! YEAH, HONEY! YEAHHHHHHH!" 

He began to stroke, the kids watching in fascination as his grease-slick 
cock appeared, riding out almost all of the way, then slid back in easily. 
The boys were anxious to begin as well, although the girls still hesitated. 
At last Jimmy tugged at Janet, pulling her to him, making her lie down and 
turn over. Liz wanted to watch them, but Les was tugging in turn, and she 
surrendered. 

"OH, CHRIST! OH, FUCK ME, DAN! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" 

"AHHHHHHHHH, YES! YES YES! I'M DOING IT, TRISH! I'M DOING IT TO YOU! FEEL MY 
COCK-FEEL MY BALLS! OH, CHRIST, I'M HOT! I'M BURNING UP! FUCK ME! FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEEE!" 

The boys watched their father closely as he rose and fell over their 
mother's ass. They were positioning themselves against the girls, lowering 
their weight gently, each boy instinctively balancing himself on his hands. 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" Liz yelped as Les found the entrance first, his slender shaft 
quickly moving through her defenses, bottoming out on the very first stroke. 
She was gasping for breath, eyes staring wide at her mother. 

"Did that hurt?" asked Les. 

"No ... not really! It feels strange-greasy!" She giggled. "Very greasy!" 

The boy felt himself moving within her shaftway, sliding easily on the 
coating of Vaseline. He seated himself slightly better, and made the first 
drive of the fucking. 

"OHHHHHH, LES! LES!" 

On the other side of the fucking adults, the older twins were having more 
trouble-Janet's ass wasn't high enough at first, and his cock was too big to 
slip in as easily as Les's. Janet gasped as he maneuvered against her, 
jerking around until he found the right angle of entrance. But he was there 
at last-and his glans popped through the ring. 

"OHHHHHH, JIMMY! OHHHHHH!" 

Once in, the way down into her was easy on the grease, and he was quickly 
buried. Janet gasped, and cried out in sudden pain. 

"IT HURTS! OH, don't-IT HURTS!" 

Trish opened her eyes, reached over to take Janet's hand, squeezing it. 

"It's only for a minute, honey. Hold on." 

Tears stung her eyes, but she did as Trish said, letting Jimmy move over her 
until he was settled to his own satisfaction. There was an inch of his cock 
still out, and he drew back until the ring caught the rim of his glans-and 
slammed home all of the way, burying himself completely in his sister's 
asshole. Janet cried out, and then her pain eased as he found the rhythm. 
After a minute she sighed deeply. 

"OHHHHHHHHH! IT DOES FEEL GOOD! DO IT TO ME, JIMMY-FUCK ME!" 

"OHHHHHHHHH, YEAH!" cried Liz. "FUCK ME, LES! DO IT-FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

"AHHHHHH, DAN! DO IT, HONEY! DO ME! MAKE ME FEEL YOUR WONDERFUL COCK!" 

They were all fucking together, the whole family, the boys moving in and out 
of their sisters, their asses rising and falling as though one, and between 
them, their father rising highest of all over his wife, slamming the most 
meat of all into his target. 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" cried Janet. 

"AHHHHHHHHH!" yelled Liz. 

"JESUS!" said their mother. "JESUSSSSSSSSSS! FUCK ME, DAN-FUCK US, BOYS! 
FUCK ALL OF US! WE WANT YOUR COCKS! WE WANT TO FEEL YOU IN US! DRIVE US, 
SHOVE IT DOWN-FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" 

Dan growled: "YAAAGGGHHHHHHHHH, JESUS! JESUS! FUCK! FUCK DAMN! TAKE ME, 
HONEY! TAKE MEEEEEE!" 

Les gasped. "OHHHHHHHHH! IT FEELS SO GOOD! MY BALLS FEEL SO WONDERFUL! I'M 
FUCKING MY SISTER! I'M FUCKING MY SISTER!" 

Jimmy sighed. "AHHHHHHHHH, THIS IS GREAT! THIS IS WONDERFUL! THIS IS HEAVEN! 
FUCK US, PAPA! FUCK US, MAMA! SHOW US HOW TO FUCK! SHOW US!" 

"OH, GOD!" cried their father. "I'M GONNA CUM!" 

"YEAH!" said Jimmy. "I'M CUMMING, JANET!" 

"I'M CUMMING!" cried Les. I'M CUMMING!" 

"I'M CUMMINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

"CUMMINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

"CUMMINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" 

The three sets of balls churned together, the sacs slapping heavily against 
the asses they were fucking, the girls trying to hold to the bed as they 
were fucked by their brothers. Trish swallowed, feeling herself 
transported-seeing herself servicing Dan with the aid of the girls, she on 
his cock, and one of them on each ball. It was something they could do for 
the boys as well, each in turn-sharing their love, sharing their spendings. 
She almost couldn't wait for this fucking to end so she could try it! 

Dan was conscious of the presence of his sons near him as he rode toward 
climax, their warmth physically present. They were great kids-they would 
always want to share their love with the rest of the family members. Perhaps 
he could play with them-even suck their cocks. After all, if the girls could 
suck him, he could repay the same favor to his sons. Although Trish and the 
girls had already been into that, he was sure. But it was a thought to 
treasure-he would suck every one of his children before his wife, and end up 
by sucking Trish. It wasn't suck a bad idea-at least it would give him a 
chance to rest his own cock! 

"I'M CUMMING!" he cried. "I'M CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGG!" 

"I'M CUMMING!" yelled Jimmy. "I'M CUMMINNNNNNGGGGGG!" 

"I'M CUMMING!" cried Les. "CUMMMINNNNNNGGGGGG!" 

The three cocks worked together, pumping heavily, the seed boiling forth, 
the cum spilling out of the balls at the same instant to cascade into the 
asses of the three females. Trish was panting in happy anticipation of the 
joys yet to be experienced this evening as Dan filled her-the girls were 
still filled with wonder as their brothers poured forth, shot into them. 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" All six voices spoke at once. "OHHHHHHHHH!" 

The cocks came, spilled, completing the natural course of instruction begun 
by the parents. This fucking was through-but the night was just beginning. 
There was much that Dan and Trish could still teach their loving children. 

They would teach them all about love! 


THE END
