Lee lay upon the bed in her room. Her mental wounds were healing nicely, and she listened with great interest as her father sat beside her telling her that they would never again have any trouble out of Uncle Nick… He was being held at the State Hospital, pending tests, which it was almost certain, would assure that he would be put away for a long time.
Lee was still trembling a little at the thought of her evening at the Rogers' mansion, and before fainting, in spite of the tiny moment of secret pleasure she had experienced she was grateful that she was at home, with her darling daddy.
"Now there's just one thing, Lee," Art was saying. It was a little speech he had been thinking of for some time… "I think that from now on, this entire family… all of us… well, we've just got to be like the ordinary family on the block… If you know what I mean… No more nonsense!"
Lee looked at her father's handsome features and giggled. "All right Daddy… whatever, you say…" she smiled winningly up at him. "Would you mind rubbing on some of my ointment, though…?" she asked, handing him the small jar from her bedside table.
"Well…" Art hesitated. "Can't Dorothy… I mean… I can't…"
"Oh, please Daddy… it's supposed to go on every hour or so… and I'm just too sick to do it…"
Art hesitated, and then told himself that if he couldn't even put on his own daughter's medication, then he was in rougher shape than he thought. "All right," he agreed cautiously, taking the jar from her.
He watched as Lee quickly undid the top of her night gown, again revealing to him the pearlescent quality of her high round breasts. Beneath them and on her arms were the marks of paws… almost healed now, but still visible as a reminder of her ordeal. Art leaned forward and put some ointment on Lee's arms, and then on her chest below her breasts, softly he began to rub the soothing mixture in, as Lee lay back and closed her eyes.
"Ooooooh, Daddy… that feels sooo nice…" she cooed. "So nice!"
Art continued rubbing, trying to ignore her breasts, but his hands kept coming in contact with the warm little mounds, and he saw that her small cherry-like nipples were growing harder and harder the more he rubbed. He was visibly disturbed by the sight, and Lee observed her beloved daddy through half closed lids.
"Oh please don't stop, Daddy…" she encouraged, "please don't stop!"
"Lee… honey… I don't think…"
"Don't say anything, Daddy… just keep on doing it!"
Christ! Art thought, the little witch was purposely driving him right out of his mind. More and more, he found that his hands were slipping across her adolescent breasts, and each time they did, he told himself that he had to get out of there… had to leave. Yet, he stayed. He wanted to rip the rest of the gown off her delightful little frame, slip his hand down to the sweet golden mound of her pussy… fuck her… yes fuck her again! He couldn't help it… in spite of the words he had said and meant only moments ago, he was still unbelievably attracted to his little girl! Her precocity was alarming, and he knew that his face was now torn with desire… he stopped the pretense of avoiding her peaked breasts, and suddenly, with a low guttural groan he was kneading the soft little mounds, thumbing the hard nipples, rolling them.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Lee sighed, "Oooooh… yes, Daddy… yees!"
Then Lee was pulling at the rest of her nightgown, beneath the covers, peeling the covers back. "Daddy… there are more scratches below… get them all Daddy, dear!" she implored.
Art gasped as Lee revealed to him the flat silken surface of her belly, and below, the soft vee shaped mound of her youthfully hair-fringed pussy. On either side of her already womanly hips, and at the top of her thighs, the ugly marks of the beast could be seen where they were slowly fading away. A pang of anguish went through him, as Art thought once more of what his daughter had suffered. He never wanted her to be in pain again… never wanted to be away from her. Gently his hands slipped lower on her small, girlish body. Her skin was like satin beneath his touch… she was absolutely beautiful, more lovely than any creature on earth. "My precious little girl!" he exclaimed, as his fingers moved slowly, and now with more purpose along the curve of her belly. His cock had grown hard and firm and he felt like he was going to cum any second, just from seeing the white and gold of his daughter's body tremble beneath his touches.
"Oh God!" he groaned, as Lee slipped her arms up around his neck, pulling his head down so that his lips met hers, mingling in a sweet breathless kiss, "You're making me feel sooo good, Daddy… soooo good…!" she cooed, and just then his middle finger slid into the inviting, almost hairless, little split that separated the outer lips of her miniscule pussy. "Aaaahhhh!" Lee moaned aloud, her head lolling limply back on the pillow as the long wished-for touch of her father's finger on her moist, eagerly waiting genitals sent chills of delight through her pubescent organs. She held on tight, thrusting her small tongue into her father's gaping mouth as his finger began to probe hotly within the moist, already clenching folds of her heated pussy. With a salacious lurch, Art felt his prick leap against his thigh… in his head the dire thoughts he had entertained after his first knowing encounter with little Lee returned to haunt him… At this flagrant violation of the principles he had sworn he would maintain, his brain swirled, confusion and desire vying for the uppermost position. Desire won out as Art felt Lee's hot baby cunt grow wetter still beneath his middle finger. The small bud of her clitoris rose to taunt his thick digit, and he felt it stiffen and jerk against the rough texture of his finger.
"Oooooooh… ooooh… Dadddddy… IIIIIII'mmmmmmm cumming… oh Daddy… it's been sooo long… and it's so goood!" Lee's entire pelvis arched upward as her hips jerked toward the ceiling… her exposed loins gyrated as her father's finger moved back and forth with an increasing momentum… Then suddenly, she jerked forward, her entire body stiffening, her legs scissoring in and out, her tongue sucking madly on Art's.
"Oaaaaaaaargh!!" she gurgled, "Inside… inside daddy!" With one violent plunge, Art's finger plunged into his daughter's tiny raging pussy. It was so small that it seemed unbelievable that she had undergone such penetration… his own… large cock and that ghastly animal! His finger rose hotly into her, and he felt the sweet clenching of her tender vagina closing all around it. She bounced enthusiastically up and down, her loins shaking with the fire of her orgasm as she clung to her father's neck.
"Nnnnnnnnngh…! ooooooooomph!" she moaned, suddenly falling back, and pulling Art down with her. Art lay stunned above her… he could hardly think straight, he was so excited. Her palpitating little cunt throbbed heatedly against his slowly revolving finger, as the flood tide of her climax ebbed away bit by bit. To his surprise and overwhelming relief, he heard her whisper in his ear, "Come… come inside me Daddy and fuck me… take off all your clothes, please get in bed with meeee!"
Art thought of the possibility that someone else might come into the room. It was certainly possible… and yet he knew that it was just as likely that he and Lee would be left alone for another half hour. A few minutes was all he needed really… and she seemed to want it so badly… How could he refuse her? How could he refuse his own desperate desire? His face flushed with tumescent desire, his hands trembling, Art rapidly began to undress. Without another thought, he climbed into the small three quarter bed beside his daughter. Lee snuggled happily against his enormous six foot frame, feeling the wonderful dark hairs of his chest tickle against her naked breasts. His big thick cock poked into her belly, and her legs trembled a bit at the thought that soon she would be feeling it inside her… and that from now on, she would feel it whenever she wanted to!
Joe was in the basement when his mother came down to bring him a bacon and tomato sandwich. He sat repairing one of his model planes and thinking about the strange events of the past few weeks. Everything seemed to be happening so quickly, but now at last there was a little calm in the house, and he was pleased to have the satisfaction of knowing that the family would never again be bothered by Uncle Nick. When he looked up and saw Dorothy coming down the steps, he was struck suddenly by the sight of her legs. She was wearing a short housedress that showed off her beautiful calves and knees, and by the time she arrived at the bottom of the steps, Joe felt his young penis thicken and swell considerably. It had been a long time… he realized, what with Lee's recuperation from her terrible ordeal, and his beautiful new-found mother's ultimatum, he had found no outlet for his comparatively recent interest in the female members of his family.
Dorothy blushed when she saw the way Joe was looking at her, and nervously brushed a curl of her blonde hair back as she placed the sandwich beside him.
"Will you stay and keep me company, Mom?" Joe asked, staring fixedly at her breasts. Dorothy smiled and telling herself that there was no reason why she shouldn't stay and talk to the boy, sat down on the floor beside him. At first she tried getting him to tell her about his model planes, but all of his answers were vague, and even while he was munching on the sandwich, he kept looking at her most intimate spots, as though he could see through the material of her clothes. Dorothy suppressed a shiver as she recalled the last tender touches she had received from the adoring hands of her 14 year old son. Words like… wonderful… so complete… went running through her head and it was with considerable effort that she reminded herself of her new intentions that nothing of the kind should ever happen again, especially since Art was home now, and everything looked as if it was going to be all right. Her dream of a happy home and family was coming true at last. She couldn't spoil it… couldn't let old memories spoil her happiness!
Joe, seeing his mother's pretty feature's gain a faraway look, decided that he would attempt to make renewed contact with her, in the way he most wanted. His hand reached out and slipped teasingly along her thigh, and he was surprised at her immediate reaction. Dorothy jumped up as though she had received an electric shock.
Smoothing down her dress, she reprimanded him in a friendly manner. "Now there'll be none of that, young man!" she said, wagging her finger at him. "I suggest that the two of us go and visit Lee right now… it must be almost time for her medication anyway!"
Joe sheepishly followed his mother up the stairs and down the hall that led to Lee's bedroom. He couldn't help but follow the voluptuous swing of her full, well matured hips as they swayed back and forth in front of him. He longed to reach out and cup them in his hands… to insert his fingers between the soft mounds of her buttocks… to hear her calling his name again.
"Mother…" he groaned inwardly to himself. "Mother!"
Dorothy knocked lightly, and then opened the door. Joe watched from a slight distance behind her, and when he saw his mother freeze, mouth open in a silent scream, he rushed forward to see what was going on. The sight that greeted him was positively breathtaking, and he felt almost like he was going to go right through the floor. Beside him, he heard his mother making odd little squealing sounds of protest, her hands cupped over her mouth in abject horror. Yet, somehow, Joe couldn't help smiling.
Inside the room, Lee was straddling her father as he lay, eyes glazed and face rapt with lust, upon his back on her small bed. Lee's own mouth hung open as her hair hung forward dangling into her face and eyes… The split of her widespread young buttocks was clearly visible, as she held herself poised over the enormous rigid pole of her father's cock.
Motionless and unnoticed in the doorway, both mother and son heard her cry, "I'm gonna do it now, Daddy… Oh make it feel good!" Then with a moan that sent shivers through them, they watched Lee plunge herself down upon her Daddy's thick cock, letting it rise with difficulty at first and then with increasing ease into the soft warm velvet of her tight little cunt. With another cry like that of an animal, she snuggled down onto it further, letting the elastically expanding lips of her young pussy hotly enclose the huge glistening cock, as she began a lewd little dance above him, wriggling and moaning, almost at the verge of tears from the deep satisfaction swirling around in her small cunt from the presence of her fathers desire-hardened cock.
"Oh oh… yeah… yeah… baby…" Out of breath and completely lost to the world, Art bucked his hips upward into his baby girl's miniscule vagina. Her wet lubricating fluids soaked his aching cock with each powerful thrust he arched up into her. Gritting his teeth he reached for her nipples, clutching the vibrant warmth of her young breast while he hammered into her working loins.
Dorothy gaped at the incredible sight, of Lee and her new husband… father and daughter, as Lee's pink lined cunt lips clasped hungrily around Art's glistening staff. It was almost entirely disappearing into the small cuntal lips now… rising further and further, pounding insistently. Wet, lewd sounds filled the room, echoing in Dorothy's ears and she felt hot and flushed, and her whole body began to tremble. She was still motionless… as though powerless to move an inch, or do anything that would interrupt the startling scene. She hardly felt Joe's fingers around her breasts at first, and when she did, it was too late to do anything to stop what was going to happen. The rising tide of excitement in her belly was only echoed by the stirring sensations caused by her son's fingers kneading and tugging at her large already excitedly quivering breasts. Her dress came off easily enough, and as for the rest, it was only a matter of seconds. Then she was nude, pink and white and gold, and Joe hungrily fell upon her waiting body on the shaggy rug of little Lee's bedroom. The rhythmic grunts of father and daughter served as background music for mother and son, as Joe, naked himself now, fit himself between Dorothy's upraised knees. Between, he could see the delicately thin lips of her cunt, spread temptingly between the soft golden cuntal hairs.
"Mother!" he thought once more… Her face was a sight to behold, and in it, Joe read total surrender. She had given up at last! He paused, an instant more, and then joyfully, he heard her call him. "Come, Joe… come darling… I just can't fight it anymore…" He fell down into her, his arms folding under her hips… her hands went down between his thighs and soon he felt the warmth of her fingers wrapping around his young cock, gripping his boyish penis, and guiding him… leading right into paradise!
"OH yes, darling," she whispered, "fuck me… fuck me good! fuck me good and hard, Joe!"
Joe thought he was going crazy… but instead he groaned aloud and ground his virile young cock deep up into the soft heat of his mother's cunt, watching as her face contorted in an agony of desire and pleasure. Her whole body shuddered beneath him, her breasts smashing wonderfully up against his slender chest. She writhed beneath him and he fucked hard into her, his cock ramming lance-like through the tender opening between her legs. He felt her sweet golden pussy accepting his cock and then thirstily pulling at it, almost sucking it like a mouth, massaging it inside… swallowing it up! God, he thought… every day from now on… every day I'm going to fuck her!!!
Art turned his head once at the height of his delirium, and through clouded eyes he spotted his wife… and the newly arrived couple by the door. A flash of heated shame overpowered him, and then rapidly departed, leaving him dizzy. Lee had seen too… Pulling her tight little cunt high up from his prick she grunted and moved down toward a climax.
"Can't you see… Daddy!" she groaned, flexing her thighs hard against his on her down thrust, "it's go to be this way… it's just got to!"
Her little knees were pressing hard against his sides… lewdly, she rubbed her excited groin upwards against his pubic bone. Her small body began to jerk convulsively and she began to wail in complete abandon. Art heard his daughter's cries mingled with his wife's first orgasmic struggle.
"Oh Joe baby… oh your cock… babeeeeee it's wonderful!" The words seemed to ricochet around inside of Art's head, and combined with his young daughter's fierce fucking above him, he began to feel his cock expanding. It was getting huge and ripe and an unbelievably blissful feeling was filling him. Mercilessly, he clasped Lee's small hips, grinding her loins down upon his pistoning prick. She was groaning, "Mmmmmmm… ooooHhhh!" as he forced her tiny cunt harder down onto the thick head of his cock. The sperm started spewing out instantly, in large gushing spurts and he was yelling something he himself didn't even hear.
Their crashing orgasms mingled together exploding within and around their contorted bodies… they rose and fell together and melted into only one body, the large six footer, easily enfolding the small girl down onto his body.
Dorothy's voice rose to a high wail. Every vein in her neck was standing out, as she received the buffering of her son's hard, pounding cock. Her orgasm was so near she could almost reach out and touch it. Her body was free at last, and she was somehow aware of the fact that both Lee and Art were watching her in this, her moment of submissive glory. But God, it felt good to know that they were all together, that soon she would be eagerly assuming another position… that later, Art would fuck her, while she sucked little Joe's cock… that while she swirled his pungent male sperm around in her mouth Lee would offer her small dove-like breasts to be kissed for equal time. That Art would mount his daughter again and again, while she and Joe offered ever gentle assistance.
That her well initiated rectum would be tenderly exploded by both her men, as well as her little girl's fingers! That she would offer her golden cunt anytime and anywhere for any of her darling family…
Deliriously, her climax spun into her lascivious thoughts, and she bet that she could come 25 times… 50 times… maybe a hundred… that very night judging from the way she felt at the moment!
As Joe's cock stabbed brutally in and out of his mother, she gave one final sobbing groan. Her enormous melon-sized breasts jiggled and quivered excitedly, and her legs spread wider, her knees sinking far apart so that they almost touched the floor on either side. His prick pounded heavily into her luscious nakedness, and he began to urge her on with low growling sounds.
"Oh sweet mother… mommy… cum now… cum for my cock… cum… cum!"
In her mind, she was being fucked by all of them, as great white splashes of fiery color exploded behind her eye lids. A steady stream of pressure burst like a watermain in each and every vein. She groaned and let the waves inundate her whole being, then rose again with the tide. The whole of her mind and body accepted every lewd act she had indulged in, both for the past and for the future, as tears of indescribable joy streaked down her face.
Joe's balls rammed tight up against his mother's naked uplifted anal lips, as he began creaming his heated young jism high up into her wildly contracting belly… he felt the older woman respond to the added wetness by starting into a second orgasm.
"Jeez!" he muttered to himself, "Look at her go!"
On the bed, not far away, Lee stroked her father's soft relaxing testicles, noticing with interest that his cock was getting hard again. She lay on her side beside him, enjoying the gentle stroking of his big hand on her still aroused pussy.
They had both been looking at Dorothy and Joe for some time when Lee tilted her face toward her father's and said, "Well, Daddy… I think Aunt Dot is ours at last!"
Art sighed. It was a sound of both satisfaction and resignation, and taking particular note of the word 'ours', before losing himself in his little girl's kiss. "Why not?" he thought, as though it had been the simplest solution all along, "Why not?"