Barbara Jean Crocker had followed her sister's angry orders almost to the letter. She grabbed up her things, hastily packing, and jammed them into her little Rabbit, almost oblivious to the sobs and shouts and mumbles coming from Betty Sue's bedroom. Then without hesitating, she drove away from the house and headed to the cross-town freeway, determined to drive nonstop back to her own house, miles away.
And the farther any from Betty Sue she drove, the more unreal the whole situation became to her. Finally Barbara realized that it was impossible for her to separate from her sister, however annoyed Betty Sue was. And it was no more possible for Betty Sue to live without Barbara, as well.
There was nothing left for them to do but have a face-to-face confrontation, a show-down, and get it all out in one big blast of anger and emotion.
The only thing left for Barbara Jean to decide was when it should take place. Should I go back to Betty Sue's, she asked herself or wait for her to come see me?
And as the thoughts took shape in her mind, her little VW moved at top speed across the highway, leaving town far behind and moving through the open landscape of the countryside, the trees and the wild flowers all lushly green and in brilliant blossom, brought on by the unexpected heavy rainy season that had just passed.
When? she thought. Tomorrow? Next week? Tonight? Me first? Betts first? Shit, fuck! Why did things have to get so fouled up just when they were about to get so good?
Erik Swensen dragged through his shower in stunned disbelief. He was no longer a virgin. He had actually fucked someone. He had actually got his big hard cock all the way inside a real live cunt and worked it around for hours, it seemed, until all his cum just squirted out of it, washing away his virginity in one wildly explosive ejaculation.
He felt like a man. No longer would his cock hang limp and vaguely between his legs, because he knew what it was for, at last, and more than that, he knew what to do with it.
He had fucked. He had! He had fucked… his mother!
Thoughts of sin and damnation, despite all of Betty Sue's attempted teachings, were totally alien to eighteen-year-old Erik Swensen. The power of his prick, his manhood, the bravery of his balls put him aside from all that pseudo-religious rigmarole.
Erik Swensen was a fucker and, at last, he knew it.
An aura of difference surrounded his entire body. He would never ever be the same again. His walk would be different, his talk would be different, his thoughts would be different, his confidence would be different. Even the way his cock would be somehow forever bigger and fatter after the fuck than before.
Erik dressed in a preoccupied daze. He found himself seated on a park bench, alone, with acres of fresh greenery and sparkling flowers surrounding him. And lots of birds flying around, yellow and red and brown Orioles flying in formations, chirping noisily and seeming to fill all the trees with brilliant-colored feathers and loud mating calls.
Denise St. James had to speak to him twice, and shake his shoulder, before he would even look up and recognize her beside him on the bench in the empty park.
"Erik," she said, again, calling his name repeatedly, "are you all right? I've been looking for you all over."
She was close to him, almost hip to hip, "You look so funny," she said. "I wasn't even sure it was you at first."
"Denise?" he said, looking at her. "Oh! No, I'm okay, just got lots of thinking to do, I guess."
"Okay if I sit here and help you think?" she asked.
"I don't mind," he said, suddenly warming to her, seeing her from the different perspective of his different self. He moved closet to her and let his arm reach around her shoulder, nesting confidently there without any aggression, without any confusion or frustration. "I think I might be in love with you, Denise."
"Yeah," she said. "I know."
"I've been finding put a lot about myself," he said, "and there are some things I've got to have to be me. I think you might be one of them."
He didn't even give her a chance to reply, or to do much thinking about what concerned him. He just pulled her close and closed his mouth over hers, taking her lips inside and then pulling at her tongue, probing his deep inside her mouth in an unmistakable in-and-out fuck rhythm while letting his hand slip off her shoulder to palm her breast, kneading it warmly and tweaking the nipple passionately.
Erik's free hand slipped under Denise's short skirt and beneath the lace-trimmed edge of her panties, moving right between her pubic hair to slip inside her cuntal lips, finding her clitoris right away.
Denise moaned and groaned into Erik's passionate, dominating mouth. She was trying to protest, to resist his overwhelming aggressiveness, but all to no avail. Her unused pussy began responding to his caresses and juicing up, the tender walls of it growing puffy and feverish as her lips, curled slightly outward and began glowing with damp hot moisture.
Erik's cock had already reached full erection within the cramped confines of his pants, and his balls were hot and heavy.
Without breaking his kiss, Erik reluctantly took his hand away from Denise's pussy and slipped it beneath her firm buttocks, easily lifting her up off the bench and into his arms, standing, carrying her, and walking toward a growth of heavy, densely green shrubs. He pushed right into the center of the bushes, finding a slight opening there and depositing Denise on the soft grass.
At first she tried to protest, to say something, but he shushed her with one finger over his lips and smiled reassuringly at her.
"It won't do you any good to complain, Denise," he said. "I'm going to fuck you and that's all there is to it. I want you to be my girl, and if you are my girl, you're going to have to be mine in every way."
"But, Erik," she began, but he stopped her with another hot passionate kiss, pulling her panties down her legs as he did and raising her skirt up high. In his frantic haste to make his first real conquest, he didn't even take time to undress her properly, or to play with her breasts. All that could come later, after her body was used to the feel of his, inside her pussy. When he saw her patch of black pubic hairs it startled him, the color was so dark, but the contrast with his own pale blondness was just that much greater, more exciting.
He yanked open his pants and pushed them down his legs, along with his briefs, and freed his sex flesh. His cock was already fully erect and achingly ready, throbbing with his pulse beat. He took Denise's hand and placed it on his dick, making her feel it and checkout the size and shape of it. He felt her gasp within his mouth and try, again, to protest, but he would have none of it, so he kept her mouth securely locked within his while he fingered around inside her hot pussy, making it frothy with foam and heady with the fragrance of virgin, unfucked cunt.
Erik broke his kiss just long enough to spit in his hand, then caught her lips again, transferring his spittle to the head of his cock and rubbing it all around and down the length of it, making it slick and ready for her.
Then, without waiting, he moved right between her legs and positioned his cockhead into her cunt, rubbing it all around and against her clitoris until Denise herself was writhing impatiently, eager for him to be on with it, to enter her with that incredible thing that she wanted for herself. His cockhead eased just inside the tight lips of her cunt that clung to his fuck flesh like its own foreskin, then it reached an obstruction, Denise St. James' maidenhead. He pushed harder, wondering why his dick wouldn't enter her pussy, not knowing about things like hymens.
As Erik pushed harder, Denise herself was impatient to get on with it, to lose her own virginity and to take Erik's dick up inside her. She pushed back at his cockhead, drilling down into her and snapped her hips sharply upward, rupturing the thin membrane that kept her from his cock.
There was just a tiny trace of blood, that was all, and Erik's whole cockhead slipped inside her incredibly tight, thoroughly virginal fuck hole. They both gasped at the incredibly hot sensations that gripped their genitalia, at the excitement of her first, his second fuck, at his knowledge that his cock was entering the second cunt of the same morning, and there was still hours left to fuck.
"Denise," he said, breaking their kiss, "I do love you, and I want you to love me, too. My cock, like this, inside you…"
"Oh, yes, Erik!" she said, lifting her hips higher to make it easier for him to get all of his big hard cock up into her very, very tight virginal pussy. "I do, I do! Now, give it to me, lover! Give all of your big beautiful dick to me!"
Betty Sue had grown impatient waiting for them to release Johan at the hospital, walking up and down the corridors, secretly looking for Dr. William Montgomery and hoping there might be an opportunity for her to receive one of his hot meat injection treatments in her already juiced-up cunt that was snapping in anticipation of getting to her husband's huge horny blond-headed cock again.
Finally all the paperwork had been completed and Johan was released to her care. Carrying his small valise by himself, he walked with her to the parking lot, his big strong arm around her waist and occasionally cupping her buttocks suggestively, squeezing, letting her know how horny he was and how very much his cock had missed her cunt for the several days they had been separated.
She wouldn't let him drive, on the theory that he was somehow too weak to do it himself, but that just freed his hands. As she pulled out of the hospital parking rot, his hands slipped beneath her skirt and pulled at her panties, snaking them out from under her and down her legs. The car jerked radically as she maneuvered her feet long enough for him to get her panties off of them.
Johan's big blond hand snuggled up tight against Betty Sue's pussy, feeling the heat of it, the moist fire of her cuntal lips that were already puffy and foaming, just waiting for him, for his cock. His big fat finger stroked her clitoris again and again, finally dipping down inside her pussy hole and rippling from side to side, making her cunt so juicy she could hardly stand it, trying to drive and squirming around, having one tiny little orgasm after another.
She made record time getting back to their house and came to a lurching stop in the driveway. She killed the motor and turned quickly, taking Johan in her arms and giving him a big juicy kiss, her hand fumbling around at his crotch to make sure his enormous cock was hard and ready for her. It was, so she squeezed the head of it in definite promise and licked a swath across his face, letting her tongue tip tease him wantonly.
"Oh, hurry, darling," she said, breaking her kiss.
"I need you so much."
"And I need you, Betts," he said. "My old cock's never been so hard and ready for your pussy."
They left his valise and her panties in the car and rushed into the house, down the hallway and into their big bedroom, throwing off clothing as they ran. Finally they faced each other completely naked, all flushed and excited and absolutely ready to fuck.
Johan's cock seemed, somehow, much bigger than Betty Sue remembered it being, as if he had had some special lessons in how to make it bigger, or how to really use it, though that was absurd to her. No one could fuck in a hospital. Then she remembered Dr. Montgomery.
Johan, looking at her beautiful brown-haired cunt, the hot pink inner flesh showing, just the tip of her clitoris wailing for him eagerly, was convinced that her cunt was definitely different, much more alluring, more attractive, than he had even seen it before, almost as if Barbara Jean had lectured her sister on how to make it better for her man.
He could hardly wait to get all of his big hot throbbing cock jammed tight up inside it, only with him on top, not with her cunt sliding down on it like his last fuck, making him feel more like a cock machine than a man.
He grabbed her and pulled her tight, his hard cock digging into the slick flesh of her belly and his balls, against her thighs, transmitting the heat of his fuck fever right to her loins.
"Oh, Johan, take me to bed!" she said, almost swooning in his arms. He half-carried, half-dragged her to the bed and they fell together onto it. The mattress rocked from the assault of their double weight hitting it so abruptly.
Johan instantly turned over her, pushing her knees aside and preparing to enter her cunt with his cock, impatient to get right to the fuck.
Betty Sue stopped him and twisted quickly aside. "No, not that way, Johan," she said. "I want to… to do something special for you, dear. Just relax and let me… give you pleasure."
She pushed him down flat on the mattress and squirmed around between his legs, settling her buttocks down comfortably and taking his big hard cock in both of her hands, holding it up and smelling the heady scent of his prick, then cupping his huge heavy balls warmly in her palm.
To his astonishment, she began licking his cockhead like it was an oversized lollipop and the flavor of it was the best thing she had ever tasted. Then, when she had licked all around it, turning his cock from one side to the other to get at all the surface of his huge plum-shaped cockhead, she opened her mouth wide and just sank down on it, taking the head of his dick in to the back of her throat before clamping her lips tight around it, her cheeks sucking in against his cock flesh and the pleasant sensations of her tongue bathing his dick, her mouth sucking on it, drove him out of his mind.
To have his wife going down on him, to have her sucking his cock was the greatest homecoming thrill he could have possibly wanted. And, after all the years of wanting just this, it was amazing to him that it was really happening. He twisted around and pulled at her hips, signaling to her that he wanted her pussy near his head, so he could look into it and smell the heady allure that drove him to sexual madness every time he got a whiff of it.
To his surprise, seeing her cunt so close up and smelling it the way he was, Johan wanted to taste it. He had never before had enough courage to eat her pussy, but there would never be a better time for it, he knew, so he just pushed his nose right into it, across her clit and down into her fuck hole, breathing deeply, letting his tongue lick her soft buttery cuntal walls and take the taste of it down into his gullet, instantly wanting more and more.
The welcome home celebration moved into full swing with Betty Sue twisting and frictioning around on his cockhead and chewing it nearly raw, with him digging deeper into her puffy, over-heated cuntal mouth and dragging her flavor right down into his belly.
Barbara Jean finally made up her mind. Now! she thought and turned the car around abruptly right in the middle of the road, almost colliding with a big yellow van. Some guy blasted his horn at her and flipped her the bird out his window, but Barbara Jean had already headed back to the Swensen house at dangerous speed. She didn't even see the yellow van.
Barbara broke every speed limit there was on the highway and then on the cross-town freeway, finally taking the exit that would lead her back, to Betty Sue, pleased to see her sister's car had already returned from the hospital and was in the driveway where it usually was parked. Her little Rabbit squeezed easily in beside the bigger Swensen car and she jumped out, jogging at double-time through the front door.
They were fucking. It was easy for Barbara to tell. The house was filled with frantic fuck smells, and their moaning, groaning, slurping, sex-eating sounds were clearly audible in the living room. As Barbara entered the hall, she saw the master bedroom door standing wide open and Johan and Betty Sue, naked and writhing in sexual abandonment, were on the bed, having at each other's sex organs like they were starving to death and there wasn't any other meat to eat anywhere.
"Far out!" Barbara Jean said, and instantly started taking her clothes off and just dropping them on the floor. Finally nude, she rushed across the room and jumped onto the bed with her sister and her brother-in-law, not knowing where, to begin.
Barbara Jean forced her head in beside Johan's and made him kiss her while she rubbed her face in her sister's cunt, tonguing it then tonguing Johan's tongue, her hand reaching down to close around his cockshaft and shake it pleasantly inside Betty's mouth.
Gasping, giggling, all three of them heated beyond endurance, they began changing their combination, spreading out on the big wide bed, with Johan eating Barbara's cunt for a few minutes, then switching back to Betty Sue's, with Barbara going down on his cock while Betty ate her out.
Finally Johan managed to get his dick sunk into Betty's cunt, but she just let it stay there for a brief time before making him take it out and put it right inside Barbara's pussy, then back into Betty's, until he could definitely tell the difference between them, even with his eyes closed. The interiors of their cunts felt so different to his sensitive cockhead.
Then, with his cock thoroughly coated with their pussy juice, they worked their way into a daisy chain. Betty was sucking Johan's cock and Johan was sucking Barbara's cunt while Barbara was sucking Betty's spasming, rippling pussy, her clit pulled way up inside her mouth and her tongue fucking across it again and again.
Finished with his second fuck of the day, Erik felt especially proud of himself. Denise St. James couldn't believe her tight pussy had held all of Erik's big hard cock. It had been the single most exciting thing that had ever happened to her, and she never wanted it to end. She knew that Erik was her man, her cock, and she never wanted to turn loose of him.
When he suggested they go to his house and tell his parents that they were going steady, regardless of what the Swensens might have to say about the matter, then on to Denise's house, with the same information, Denise agreed instantly. It seemed to be the right thing to do, more open and honest somehow, to admit right up front that they dug each other and that there wasn't anything that could keep them, now that they had tasted forbidden fruit, from going for it every chance they had.
Erik was surprised when he saw his aunt's little Rabbit parked in the driveway, remembering his mother's fury at her earlier, and remembering at the same time that he hadn't had a chance to fuck her after all his many attempts.
His dick, just removed from Denise's impossible tight pussy, started lengthening and firming up at the very thought of Barbara Jean's incredible cunt, and the flavor of it reappeared strongly in Erik's mind.
He pushed the door open and, holding Denise's hand, led her inside.
Stunned, they stood in the center of the living room and breathed deeply of the fuck smells and listened to the groaning sighs of ecstasy coming from the big bedroom down, the hall. Even from there they could see the doorway was wide open, so they walked up to it and looked in.
"Far out!" Erik said, looking at the free-for-all daisy chain of cocksucking and cunt-eating going on on the big king-sized bed.
"Well, Denise," he said, "this is as good a time as any to meet the family. We might as well join in, we'll do it sooner or later and sooner looks all right by me."
Denise gulped in astonishment and her eyes lit up like Roman candles with colored sparks flying in every direction. She had never even dreamed about group sex before, much less sex that was all within one family. Her family now, by cock adoption.
Erik was already half-naked and tugging at her dress, trying to help her get it off, still anxious to see her body. Although he had fucked her, had rammed all of his cock up into her tight pussy and cum inside her, he had still never even seen her breasts, never even tasted the sweet flavor of her nipples.
He was completely naked and waiting for her as she finally dropped her clothes to the floor and faced him, a little shy and a little reluctant but confident, somehow, that with his help, everything would not only be all right, it would feel like heaven inside her cunt again.
Giggling, his hard cock already standing at full attention, Erik took Denise's hand in his and, running together, they jumped onto the bed with the others.
Johan pulled his cunt-smelling face out of Barbara's pussy and looked up in astonishment at his naked, nearly grown son, whose hard cock was almost a match for Johan's monster already. And, the teen wasn't alone. There was the cutest naked girl Johan had ever seen.
"Dad!" Erik said, grabbing his father and hugging him closely, their hard cocks dueling and some of Betty's spittle transferred from her husband's cock to her son's cock as the teen gave his father a big wet open-mouthed kiss, their tongues tangling in genuine warmth.
"You'll never guess what I got you as a coming home present," Erik said, puffing Denise in tightly between them.
The girl came willingly, eagerly in fact, her hands each closing around a hot hard cock shaft and tugging at them invitingly.
"Hello… uh, Dad," Denise said, casting off into the rolling sea of family sex.
"Hello, Aunt Barbara," Erik said, "I think you owe me a fuck."
Giggling, Betty Sue pushed her sister toward her son. "It's okay, Babs," she said. "I guess if I can fuck him, you can too."
"Whooo!" Barbara said, pulling Erik atop her and taking his cock all the way to the bottom of her cunt in one quick move.
Betty Sue turned to Johan and smiled. "It's all right, dear," she said. "I really don't mind. If she's good enough for Erik, she should be good enough for you too, besides, there's something to be said for watching, and touching."
Most incomprehensibly, Johan's big fat cock, with only a minimum of difficulty, finally wedged itself into the hole left slick by his son's cum, still fresh and warm inside the cunt. As his dick bottomed out, he fisted with it inside the girl's cunt, soaking up her juices and his son's juices while, beside them, Erik's cock was rippling in and out of Barbara's cunt.
Squeezing in between the fucking couples, Betty's head was rigid at their crotches, looking closely, breathing their smells, taking occasional licks of her son's cock, when it was pulled out, and then Johan's. Father and son locked fingers and dug them, side by side, into Betty's cunt while she writhed though her orgasm, the first of many for the Swensen family first annual daily flesh feast of interlocking cocks and cunts, all awash in a sea of mingled cum.