Cathy grabbed her bag and carefully opened the motelroom door. She looked about cautiously, before stepping outside. Bobby followed, pulling Mandy along behind him.
"Wait, Mom!" he said as they stepped outside. "I've gotta get something from the car, okay?"
"Shit, Bobby, hurry up!" snapped his mother. "Somebody's bound to have reported it already!"
"Don't worry, I won't be long!"
Bobby raced off towards the car, with Cathy and Mandy both watching him nervously. He opened the passenger side door and took something out of the glove compartment, returning moments later with a big smile on his face.
"What the hell are you so damn happy about?" asked his mother.
"Oh, nothing!" replied Bobby, patting his back pocket. "Just a little insurance, Mom, that's all."
The van that Cathy had spotted was still parked in front of the motel, but as they approached, it became obvious that it was no longer unoccupied.
The side door was open and a couple of kids were sitting in the back. One was a dark haired girl, about fourteen years old, the other a red-haired boy, about the same age as Bobby.
"What are we gonna do now, Mom?" said Bobby under his breath. Mandy clung to the boy's side like leech.
"I don't know, Son. Let me think!"
Cathy looked around anxiously for another likely source of transport, but wherever she looked, there were no other cars close by. Then, about two blocks away, she suddenly spotted a police car heading in their direction.
"Jesus! It's the fuckin' cops!"
For several seconds Bobby watched the patrol car cruise towards them, his heart pumping blood to his throbbing temples. Then, with a burst of speed borne out of pure desperation, he made a split-second decision. Putting one arm around Mandy, he grabbed his mother by the arm and dragged them both towards the open door of the van.
"Hey! What the…" gasped the boy in the van as the trio scrambled inside. He didn't finish his sentence, because as soon as the door of the van slid shut behind them, Bobby produced the.38 he'd stuffed into his back pocket and shoved the muzzle of the pistol into the kid's face.
"Shut the fuck up!" he growled, pressing the barrel against the side of the boy's head. "What's your name?"
"Kevin," gasped the boy, staring hatefully at the three intruders.
"Okay, Kevin! Just keep calm and nobody'll get hurt, alright?"
The young girl opened her mouth as if to scream, but Bobby put his hand over her mouth and pointed the gun at her.
"That goes for you too, sweetcheeks!" snarled Bobby. "One word and I'll fuckin' blow both your brains out, okay?"
The girl nodded, her eyes wide with fright.
"What's your name, beautiful?" said Bobby removing his hand from the girl's mouth and placing it on her right tit. He fondled the firm, succulent boob gently through her thin blouse.
"D… Debby," stammered the pretty young brunette.
"Well, Debby, if you and Kevin here want to survive this ride, you gotta promise to be very, very quiet, and do exactly as I say, okay?"
"Okay!" murmured Debby, flinching as the boy's fingers pinched her hard little nipple. "Good…! Now, where's that cop car, Mom?" snapped Bobby, glancing suddenly at his mother. Cathy looked carefully out of the side window.
"It just pulled into the motel carpark… a cop is getting out…" she continued. "He's looking in our car… Shit, Bobby, he's checking the fuckin' license plate… Jesus, we gotta get out of here now!"
"Are the keys in the ignition, Mom?" asked Bobby, keeping his eyes on the two frightened kids. Cathy peered over the front seat, but the keys were gone.
"No, I can't see 'em!"
"Shit!" Bobby thrust the barrel of the pistol under Kevin's nose.
"Where's the fuckin' keys, dipshit?" he demanded. The boy flinched, drawing back away from the gun as if it was a venomous snake about to strike.
"I don't know!" he whined. "Honest!"
Bobby pushed the tip of the barrel into the boy's left nostril, but once he saw the look of defiance in Kevin's eyes, he decided on a new approach.
"Okay, maybe your little girlfriend here will tell me," he growled, shoving the barrel between the girl's thighs. "How 'bout it, Debby? You know where the keys are, sweetheart?"
Kevin reacted violently, trying to grab the gun from Bobby's hand, but Bobby had been expecting something like that. He moved swiftly, hitting the kid sharply across the side of the face.
"Don't ever do that again, shithead!" he snarled, replacing the barrel of the gun back between the girl's thighs. "Or I'll give your little girlfriend here a blow job she'll never forget!" The boy nursed his swollen, bloodied cheek and glared venomously at his attacker.
"She's not my girlfriend, creep, she's my sister!" snarled Kevin. "And so help me, if you do anything to hurt her I'll kill you!"
"Sister, huh?" said Bobby, staring at the pretty young girl. Debby was hardly older than Mandy, but with much bigger tits. He jabbed the gun-barrel suggestively against the girl's cuntmound, causing her to flinch as the cold muzzle pressed into her hot flesh. "Mmmmmm, don't worry, sweetcheeks!" said Bobby lifting her skirt up and taking a good long look. "Hurting a gorgeous little babe like you is the last thing on my mind right now… believe me!" He glanced across at Mandy and was pleased to see a sexy smile on her pretty young face, his mother on the other hand was not so pleased.
"Christ, Bobby…! Be careful with that damned thing!"
"Chill out, Mom!" he hissed. "If we don't find the fuckin' keys and get the fuck out of here soon, you're gonna be back inside before I can kiss your hot little pussy goodbye!"
Mandy had guessed from the start that Bobby and Cathy were a little more friendly than mother and son ought to be, but Kevin and Debby were absolutely flabbergasted to hear such blatant revelations.
"You mean y… you have sex with your own mother?" gasped Kevin. His eyes were between his sister's parted thighs, where Bobby's gun was still pressed firmly against the girl's panty-covered cuntbulge.
"Why don't you shut-up and tell me where the fuckin' keys are, before I give your baby sister a new cunthole, hero!"
"M… Mom and Dad have 'em!" said Kevin nervously, staring at his little sister's exposed crotch. "They're at the bank."
"Y… yeah! Th… that's right," stammered Debby, trying to pull her dress down. "Umm… they… um… said they wouldn't be long, because we've gotta be up at the cabin before nightfall!"
"What cabin?" demanded Bobby wiggling the end of the barrel into Debby's moist crotch.
"Our… our… m… mountain cabin!" she gasped. "We go there every summer."
"Perfect!" said Bobby, "… a little hideaway in the hills. That'll give us all a little more time to get acquainted, won't it!"
He looked over at his mother and Mandy. "Mom, keep an eye out for anyone coming out of the bank… Mandy, you rip up that sheet and use it to gag our little friends here. Tie their hands and legs too, honey!"
"You won't get away with this…" protested Kevin, "… my dad…"
"Your dad will do exactly like we tell him, smart-ass…" snarled Bobby, pushing the boy roughly into the back of the van next to his sister, "… if he knows what's good for him."
Two minutes later, Cathy saw a man and a woman emerge from the bank and look in the direction of the van.
"This looks like them, Bobby!" she said, twisting towards her son. Bobby pointed the gun at the bound and gagged pair, scowling darkly.
"Not a fuckin' sound, okay?" he threatened.
Debby nodded energetically, her big brown eyes wide with fear. Her brother on the other hand simply glared at their young captor with a look of pure, frustrated hatred.
Bobby ignored the boy and crouched down behind the driver's seat.
"Everybody down!" he breathed, "… right down!"
Mandy and Cathy huddled low beside him as Bobby peeked out of the window. He saw the couple cross the street and head straight for them. The woman was a curvaceous redhead, about thirty-four or thirty-five, with long slender legs and a cute, firm little ass that immediately reminded him of his sexy mother. She was wearing a tight pink blouse and even tighter matching shorts. So tight and short in fact, as to be almost indecent. And as Bobby watched the woman walk towards them, he couldn't help but stare lustfully at her stacked body.
She had the figure and sexy good-looks most guys his age only ever saw in the centrefold of a magazine, tall, a little skinny, perhaps, but on her, it looked good… real good! Her ass was round and prominent, and wiggled sexily as she walked… so did her boobs. She had to be a 38-C, and her tits looked as firm and as ripe as two big peaches. Bobby could see now where Debby got her figure from, the sexy little fourteen-year-old was a smaller version of her beautiful mother.
His gaze switched to the man walking beside her. He was dark-haired, and handsome, in his late thirties, and very well-built for his age. Bobby looked at the man's rippling muscles and winced, hoping that he would never have to face the man without his gun. He gripped the butt, firmly in his sweaty palm for reassurance. As the couple approached the van, Bobby ducked out of sight, his gun ready. The driver's door opened first, and the man got in, turning as he did so toward the back.
"Sorry we were so long, kids," he started to say. "But they…"
"Shut-up and nobody'll get hurt, okay!" growled Bobby, cutting him off in mid-sentence. He thrust the gun viciously into the side of the man's neck. At the same time, the sexy redhead opened the passenger door and slid in beside her husband, still blissfully unaware that anything was wrong.
The big man tensed immediately, gasping as he felt Bobby's cold barrel press against his skin. He tried to look around, but Bobby grabbed the man's neck viciously with his other hand.
"Move and I'll blow your fuckin' brains out, Pops!" he snarled. The woman opened her mouth to scream, but Bobby silenced her with a withering look.
"Now, both of you listen to me!" growled Bobby, waving the gun around for added effect. "Your kids are safe. They're tied up here in back. But, so help me, if either one of you screams or tries anything smart, I'll fuckin' shoot first and ask questions later… is that clear?"
"Yes, perfectly!" said the man with surprising calm. Bobby looked at the pretty redhead and grinned.
"That goes for you too, gorgeous!" he winked. The woman looked at him with fear, just like her daughter had done, but she remained silent.
"If you want money, I can give you all we have," said the man, reaching for his wallet.
"Don't bother, Pops!" sniggered Bobby, "… right now we just want out of here as quickly as possible, okay?"
"Alright, we'll take you anywhere you want, just don't hurt anybody!"
"You sure will, shithead!" Bobby grinned evily. "Now, put the keys into the ignition, and start the engine… act natural and don't try anything funny, okay!"
"Okay, just keep calm."
"Shut-up, Pops! Just start the fuckin' engine an pull out from the curb, nice and easy. You know, like we're all going on a nice little family drive, okay?"
Dick Ellis knew exactly what to do. He had served three years as Sheriff in a small mid-west town, until a pompous group of local officials decided that he no longer served their purpose. But, in that short time Dick had learned a lot, and he recognized immediately that the kid with the gun was dangerous, and he was going to do everything the boy demanded, just to keep his family safe. He glanced at his beautiful wife, Lisa, wishing he could hold her close and comfort her. She was scared, he knew… scared for herself, scared for the kids… and scared for him. He could see it in her eyes, but like the brave woman he knew she was, she said nothing, as always trusting him implicitly. Dick started the engine and pulled away from the curb as instructed, being careful not to draw attention to himself. These people were desperate, and he wasn't going to take any chances with his family's safety.
Bobby's brain ticked over like a well oiled piece of precision machinery. If the police had located their car, their next move would be to set up road blocks at strategic points, hoping that their prey had little local knowledge, but who was going to look for them up in the fuckin' mountains?
"What's your name, Pops?" he asked.
"Dick."
"You know this area, Dick?"
"Not really!" Bobby pressed the muzzle of the.38 into the man's neck once more.
"Don't fuck with me, Dick!" snarled Bobby. "I know about the cabin! Your sexy little daughter told me. So how 'bout we all just head up there nice and easy like, okay?"
Dick nodded and headed west out of town. They drove for about ten minutes before turning off the highway onto a dirt road. After about half an hour, Bobby became impatient and leaned over, yelling into Dick's ear.
"How much further, Pops?" he asked.
"About an hour, maybe two!" replied Dick, looking at Bobby in the rear-view mirror.
"Jesus! What a fuckin' drag!" cursed Bobby, slumping dejectedly down beside his sleeping mother. On the other side of the van, Mandy was also asleep, curled up in the foetal position like a little baby, her cute, naked, little butt poking out provocatively from underneath her short skirt.
Bobby's crotch bulged as he remembered vividly their short but exquisitely satisfying session in the bathroom back at the motel. Mandy's little hairless pussy had felt so hot and tight around his prick, that he'd shot off in less than two minutes! Bobby smiled to himself and stared at Mandy's bare butt, wondering if the little sexy thirteen-year-old was big enough to take his prick up her asshole. 'Christ,' he thought with a grin. 'If she was tight in the cunt, imagine how much tighter her hot, buttery little shit-chute must be!'
Bobby lay back and smiled, looking around the van like a king surveying his court. The gun in his hand made him feel like a king too. With it, he could do anything… have anything, whenever he wanted it… even sex. And lately Bobby seemed to want that all the time.
He knew Mandy or his mother would put out for him any time he got the urge, and, when he tired of them, there was always hero-boy's big-titted little sister and her equally sexy mother, who might be persuaded to help a horny young fugitive in his hour of need. Bobby's cock lurched at the prospect of fucking his two female captives, the redheaded mother especially. She reminded him so much of his mother, tall, well built, and stunningly beautiful, but Bobby was certain of one thing… she would look even more stunning if she was absolutely naked, with her juicy, redhaired pussy impaled securely on his throbbing cock.
Bobby saw it clearly in his mind's eye. He'd make Debby watch, as he fucked her squealing mother to orgasm after orgasm, playing with the girl's cunt and tits to get her nice and hot. After the sexy redhead's cunt had taken his first load, he'd get the daughter to suck him off, and dump his second load down her hot, sweet little gullet. Then, with a good deal of the edge taken off his virile young cock, he could fuck them both for hours and hours! And if Mandy or his mother wanted a little action at the same time, he'd be only too willing to accommodate them as well. Bobby gave a self-satisfied little sigh of pleasure and glanced about the van once more, happy in the knowledge that no matter what happened in the next couple of days, the one thing he wouldn't run out of was pussy.
The road became progressively bumpier, until finally Dick turned off and went up an even narrower track. After about a mile or so, they came out into a clearing and pulled up. It was almost dark, but Bobby could see the outline of a cabin to their left nestled in a secluded little glen. All around, the mountains rose up like huge, silent sentinels, protecting the cabin on three sides. It was perfect for their purposes, completely surrounded by tall pines, making it virtually invisible from the road.
"Not bad, Pops! Not fuckin' bad at all!" remarked Bobby, pointing the gun at Dick. "Now, you and Red get out slowly and stand over there by the steps and don't move!"
Dick and Lisa did as they were told and stood quietly, watching the boy's every move. Dick's police training told him not to try anything as long as there was a chance of danger to anyone… especially his family.
Bobby opened the side door and ushered Mandy and Cathy out.
"Go inside and check the place out."
"Okay Son," replied his mother. "Coming Mandy?" The girl looked at Bobby. He smiled at her and nodded in the direction of the cabin. Mandy scooted up the steps at Cathy's heels, her short skirt lifting up to reveal a wonderful absence of panties.
Standing where he was, Dick couldn't help but get a good look at the girl's sweet, naked little rump as she scampered by. He swallowed hard, trying not to stare, but he couldn't help himself. And, even as his cock stirred in his pants, his conscience came crashing down on him like a ton of bricks. Jesus, what the fuck was he doing! The little kid looked even younger than his own daughter! How could a mere child's bare ass affect him like that? Ashamed, Dick looked quickly away, but not before Bobby caught the exchange.
"Not a bad piece of ass for a thirteen-year-old, huh Pops?" he laughed, amused by Dick's obvious embarrassment. "Yeah… bet you'd love to try a little of that little cherry pie, wouldn't you, Pops?"
Dick didn't answer. He turned away angrily, catching his wife's eye. She looked a little hurt. Lisa had seen the look on her husband's face as well, and read it just as accurately as Bobby had. She loved Dick very much. He was a good provider, an excellent lover and above all a good father to their children, but Lisa suddenly realized that she had just seen a side of her husband's nature that she had never seen before, and it disturbed her. Bobby smiled. 'Well, well well… Mister Cool has a weak spot for young pussy, huh?' he mused. 'Mmmmmmm, this could be interesting.'
"Okay, Red," he barked. "Get back there and untie hero and sweetcheeks, and make it snappy! You can take their gags off too. Nobody's gonna hear a fuckin' thing way out here." Lisa nodded and did as she was told, watched carefully by Bobby. When she was done, Debby and Kevin joined their parents by the steps, rubbing painfully at sore wrists and cramped legs.
"Good! Now, why don't you good people invite me into your cosy little home away from home, okay? You first, Pops!" said Bobby, nodding towards the open door. Bobby followed the Ellis family up the steps, noting with keen delight the way Debby's pert young bottom jiggled invitingly as she ascended the stairs ahead of him. Her mother's firm, ripe ass did the same. 'Shit, I'm in heaven!' thought Bobby, reaching out to cop a feel of Debby's tempting little butt.
Her small, rounded asscheeks were incredibly warm and firm, just like Mandy's, and Bobby got an instant hard-on just touching them. The girl stiffened but kept on walking, not even turning her head. Emboldened by her lack of reaction, Bobby became more daring. He casually slipped a finger up between the girl's slender thighs and pressed the exploring digit against her hard little cuntmound. To his extreme pleasure Bobby found that she was moist down there, very moist. He could feel the distinct outline of her young pussy-slit through the tightly stretched crotch of her panties. The hot, dewy little groove opened and closed against his fingertip as she walked gingerly up the steps.
Debby made no move to stop him or even to cry out. She was too scared at first, but then, as Bobby began to wiggle the tip of his finger into her hot cuntslit, Debby began to like it. Unknown to her mother and father, Debby wasn't the sweet, innocent little virgin that they though she was. In fact, she had lost her virginity on her thirteenth birthday, and since that day, she had been having regular sex with a succession of boyfriends. So it wasn't surprising that Bobby's insistent finger ignited a familiar burning deep down inside her voluptuous young loins.
Bobby pulled his hand reluctantly out from between Debby's legs as they entered the cabin and gave the girl's cute ass a friendly little pat.
His mother reported that they had found no telephone, no guns or weapons of any kind, and only one other exit. Bobby nodded his approval and motioned for their captives to sit down on the sofa. Mandy came up and stood beside him, smiling from ear to ear.
"This is a great place, Bobby, don't ya think?"
"Sure is, baby," replied the boy, putting his arm around her slim waist.
"I bet old Dick here is loaded… am I right, Pops?" Bobby dropped his hand and openly squeezed Mandy's tush. The little girl rubbed her self against him sensuously, enjoying the intimate contact even more, knowing that the family on the couch were watching her.
"You know what, Mandy, honey?" he asked her.
"No, Bobby. What?"
"I think dear old Dickie here has the hots for you," Bobby looked at the foursome on the couch with a devilish grin.
"Huh?"
"When you went up the steps before, I caught him looking up your dress."
"Really?" smiled Mandy, glancing at Dick.
"Yeah. I think it gave the old bugger a hard-on too," Bobby bent down and whispered something into Mandy's ear. At first she shook her head but Bobby said something else to her and reluctantly the girl agreed. She went over and stood near the couch, in front of Dick.
"Do you like looking under my dress?" she asked boldly, looking directly into the man's eyes. Dick glanced over at Bobby, staring at the boy with a look of utter contempt on his ruggedly handsome face. Bobby had embarrassed him in front of his wife and family once already, and Dick wasn't about to give the hardened teenager a second chance.
"Why don't you just leave us alone," he said evenly, trying desperately to keep his temper. Mandy was swaying her hips in front of him now, and after seeing her naked little ass earlier, the presence of the pretty young girl so tantalizingly close to him was most disconcerting.
"Wouldn't you like to see more?" insisted Mandy, inching her skirt slowly up over her hips. "I'm not wearing any panties, you know."
"He knows," grinned Bobby, "he got a good look at you before remember?"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot," said Mandy, raising the hem of her skirt even higher. "Well, maybe he'd like a closer look."
Mandy lifted her dress to her navel and shoved her naked cunt into Dick's flushed face. The man couldn't move. His instincts told him he should pull back, but his eyes were glued to Mandy's hairless little cuntslit, scant inches from his face. His mouth dropped open, and despite his strict family upbringing, Dick knew that if his wife and kids had not been sitting right there beside him, he would have willingly pressed his mouth over the child's lewdly offered cunt and sucked the adolescent juices from her hot, tasty little hole. Dick sat there drooling, and it was his wife who finally saved the day.
"Leave him alone, you animals!" snapped Lisa, jumping abruptly to her feet. Bobby grabbed her round the waist and held the gun to her head.
"Chill out, Red!" he snarled. "We're just having some fun, that's all!"
Mandy dropped her skirt and stepped back towards Cathy, who put her arms protectively around the sexy child.
Lisa struggled a little in Bobby's embrace, and then stopped, her left tit resting heavily on the boy's upper arm, her voluptuous ass was pressed firmly into his bulging crotch. Despite her anger, the feel of Bobby's hard young cock against her buttocks made Lisa's easily aroused pussy tingle involuntarily. Bobby was having similar feelings. The woman's body felt good against him… very, very good, and it was with the utmost reluctance that he finally released her, pushing her roughly back down onto the couch.
"Okay," he yelled. "Let's get something straight! Somebody is gonna get hurt bad if you people don't start doing exactly as you're told. I want you to speak only when you're spoken to, and move only when you're told to move! Do I make myself clear?"
Kevin and Debby nodded vigorously, while Dick and Lisa mumbled a rather unconvincing affirmative.
Cathy took her son aside for a second, so the others wouldn't hear.
"We'll have to take turns at watching 'em," she whispered, "otherwise they're bound to make a break for it."
"I've got a better idea," replied Bobby with a leer. He walked back to the couch and pointed the gun at the four captives.
"Get up and strip off!" he ordered.
"What?" gasped Dick incredulously.
"You heard me, Pops," grinned Bobby. "All of you, take your clothes off!"
"Everything?" asked Lisa, going a bright red.
"Yeah, everything, right down to the skin," Bobby said giving the pretty redhead a meaningful glance.
"Why?" demanded Dick.
"Simple, sherlock!" chuckled Bobby. "Without any clothes, you guys ain't real likely to run off very far, now are you?"
Dick was about to protest again, but Bobby silenced him by ramming the gun barrel into his midriff. The big man doubled over in pain but straightened up again almost immediately, rubbing his stomach.
"Now, come on! Get this show on the road," encouraged Bobby. "Let's see some skin, folks!"
Lisa darted a nervous look over at her husband, who was already undressing.
He nodded for her to do as Bobby asked, and reluctantly, Lisa began to remove her clothes also. Beside her, Kevin and Debby were also undressing under the watchful eye of their captors.
Bobby's eyes flicked back and forth from Debby to her mother as the two women began to undress before him. He glanced at his mother and saw that she was staring at Dick and his son. There was a definite look of anticipation in her eyes, and as the men disrobed, her gaze settled finally on Kevin as more and more of the boy's well-built young body was revealed. Mandy, on the other hand, had her eyes on Kevin's father. For her age, she had a rather mature taste in men. Probably because all the men she had ever had sex with, including her father, were at least two or three times her age. Dick's ruggedly handsome features and big, rippling muscles excited the horny little youngster no end. She couldn't wait to see how big and long his prick was.
Bobby watched closely as Lisa slipped out of her blouse and undid her shorts, wiggling sensuously out of the tight-fitting garment like a snake shedding it's skin. She unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Bobby whistled as her large round tits sprang free. Lisa covered her boobs with her hands in embarrassment. Her face began to turn almost as red as her hair when she noticed Bobby eyeing her exposed flesh with undisguised lust.
"Nice tits, lady!" snickered Bobby. "Now take off your panties!"
"No!" spat Lisa taking a step back. "I won't!"
Bobby waved the gun at her. It was a threatening gesture whose meaning was quite plain.
"You still haven't got it have you, Red?" he snarled. "Okay, sweetheart, let me put it to you another way. If you haven't got them frilly little knickers off in five seconds flat, I'm gonna rip 'em off your fuckin' ass!"
Lisa turned to her husband, tears welling in her wide green eyes.
"Dick?" she whimpered.
"Do what he says, honey. I don't want him hurting you or the kids, okay?"
Bobby gave them a satisfied grin.
"You heard your old man, Red. Now get 'em off!" he chuckled.
Lisa hesitated for a moment and then, with a look of total submission on her pretty face, reluctantly began to obey. Her fingers paused at the top of her low-cut panties, but then she peeled them down over her gently curving belly and pulled them down her full thighs, tossing the crumpled wisp of cloth carelessly onto the floor. As she stood before Bobby, stark naked, Lisa's initial shame turned into anger. She was proud of her body! Why should some jumped-up kid with a gun make her feel ashamed of it?
Watching Bobby's eyes flick over her naked tits and cunt, Lisa put her hands on her hips and stared back at him defiantly, letting the boy view everything she had. Bobby licked his lips.
"Jesus Christ!" he murmured, staring at the woman's lush nakedness. Standing beside his wife, Dick paused, realizing with a pleasant sensation that his wife was still one of the loveliest women he had ever seen, and by the look on the boy's face, Bobby agreed wholeheartedly.
He turned his lascivious attention to Debby. The young daughter was just taking off her panties, and as she bent over Bobby marvelled at the size of her dangling tits. They were almost as big as her mother's but as she straightened up it was clear that they were much, much firmer.
Unlike Mandy, Debby's young pussy was covered with a sparse growth of fine, black pubic hair, her little cuntbush a dark, mysterious patch framed exquisitely the creamy whiteness of her long slender legs. Debby wasn't as comfortable as her mother about letting her little treasure be seen either.
She didn't know whether to cover her tits or her cunt. In the end she decided just to stand there with her hands by her sides, her legs tightly closed.
"Mmmmmmm, not bad either," muttered Bobby, with a lewd grin. Despite her situation, Debby felt a twinge of adolescent pleasure at Bobby's open admiration of her naked body. She almost smiled at her handsome young captor, but stopped short when she saw her father staring at her.
Dick dropped his eyes to the floor after only a second, but Debby had seen the expression of interest flash over his face. And the knowledge that her own father had looked upon her naked body with desire in his eyes, began to stir dark, forbidden feelings deep down inside her. As he continued to undress, Dick was having similar feelings. Of course, he had seen his daughter in the nude before, many times. But that was years ago when Debby was just a little kid, with no shape whatsoever. Days long past, when as a devoted father, he used to sit her on his knee or push her on a swing. Seeing her now, made Dick realize how much his little girl had matured. In a matter of a few short years, his baby daughter had grown up into a beautiful, sexy young woman, right under his very nose.
Dick dropped his shorts and stood naked beside his wife and daughter, and moments later Kevin did the same, feeling a more than a little self-conscious about the looks of admiration Cathy was giving him. Bobby already knew that his sister had a great body, he had been peeking into her room for months now, watching her undress. Once he had even jerked himself off outside her bedroom window as he watched Debby sprawled naked on her bed. But he had never once seen his mother in the nude, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. To his shame, the more he looked at her huge tits and flaming red cunt, the bigger his eager young cock became.
Cathy saw young Kevin's cock harden noticeably and drew in her breath. She'd watched with great interest as the boy undressed. His young cock had turned out to be just as big as her son's, and except for Kevin's tousled crop of red hair, both boys had the same lean, muscular, athletic kind of physique that always made Cathy's pussy drool. She whispered to Mandy.
"Jesus, hon, will ya look at that gorgeous hunk of cockmeat!" Mandy was looking alright, but not at Kevin. Granted, the boy was hung, but not like his father. Mandy's hot little cunt moistened noticeably as she stared at the big man's cock. Even limp it looked formidable, and Mandy had trouble resisting the urge to walk right over to him and grab it.
Lisa noticed the young girl's eyes on her husband's prick. He was old enough to be her father, but the from the look of unmistakable lust in the child's eyes, Mandy really didn't care. Lisa was so angry she could scream. What was wrong with these people? All they seemed to think of was sex! Lisa saw the other woman, Cathy, staring just as hotly at her son. She turned to see what the woman found so interesting and was confronted by Kevin's swelling cock. She had never thought about her son sexually before, but now, the very sight of his large, naked penis twitching lewdly between his muscular thighs, made her pussy quiver uncontrollably with wet heat. She couldn't take her eyes of it.
Satisfied with the proceedings so far, Bobby motioned for the naked family to sit down. Then, with a mischievous grin on his face he sauntered over to where Mandy and his mother were standing and put an arm around each of them.
"Hey, I got an idea how we can have a little fun here," he whispered.
"How?" asked Cathy, casting a longing glance at Kevin's cock.
"Did you notice the way they were all lookin' at each other before?"
"Yeah," breathed Mandy, remembering the hot look she had seen Dick give his naked daughter.
"Okay," continued Bobby giving them both a gentle hug. "Well, I'd say it wouldn't take too much to get these rich dudes turned on to each other… know what I mean? Then, once we get 'em to fuckin' and suckin' each other, we can all join in and make it one big family orgy… wild, huh?"
Horny as they were, the girls were only too willing to agree to Bobby's plan. And, as he outlined the details, Cathy and Mandy both felt their already aroused cunts begin to twitch deliciously with anticipation.
After a few minutes of animated whispering, the trio broke their secretive huddle and approached the others.
"Okay, folks," Bobby, said with a smirk. "Time for some entertainment."
"What do you mean?" asked Dick, looking uneasy.
"Well, it's like this, Pops. We're gonna put on some music and you and your family here are gonna do a little dancing… sound like fun?"
"What you you mean?" said Lisa.
"I mean… choose your partners, Red!" laughed Bobby pulling the naked woman to her feet. "Come on everybody! Time for a little cheek to cheek!"
Cathy turned on the radio and selected a station playing a mellow arrangement of fifties music. Mandy settled on the couch to watch.
The slow, sensual tones filled the room, but none of the seated Ellis family moved a muscle. Bobby pulled Lisa towards him, and held her in his arms, pressing himself suggestively against her nude flesh.
"Well, looks like it's just you and me, baby!" he grinned, squeezing her ass. Dick jumped up and reached for his wife, but Bobby was too fast for him. He grabbed Dick's arm and swung him round, pointing the gun at the back of his head.
"This dance is taken, Pops! Why don't you try sweetcheeks over there. I'm sure she'd love to dance with her old man!" said Bobby, enjoying the feel of Lisa's naked, cuntmound rubbing against his cockbulge. Dick looked helplessly at his daughter. He was about to sit down again when Debby suddenly got up and moved towards him.
"What are you doing, baby?" he asked incredulously.