Larry Parker wiped sweat off his brow as his car lurched over the rough dirt road. It was not yet noon but it felt close to a hundred outside. A look of grim determination was painted on the middle-aged farmer's face. Larry had just received his invitation to Frank Judge's wedding. It was up to him to put an end to that ill-conceived scheme.
Larry fumed at the idea of his sister daring to invite him to the wedding. He had cut off all ties with the Judges over the last few years. It was as if Catherine had forgot all about her past, including the promise she had made to let him take care of the boy's education.
Well, he was going to take matters into his own hands. There had been nothing to do when Frank was sent off to college. That in itself was a good thing, since it had removed the boy from Catherine's influence. But now the young fool wanted to marry with a girl who was probably as perverse as the rest of the family.
Only two miles separated Larry from the Judge farm. Larry drove the car carefully around a steep bend, cursing at the state of the county road. His reputation as a foul-tempered bachelor was something Larry Parker never disputed. What other man had ever been given so much cause for misanthropy.
He was going to take things into his own hands all right, painful as it would be to see Catherine again. It was impossible to expunge the memory of the woman and the happy adolescent years they had spent together. If only she had not left him, had remained on his farm. But no, Catherine had insisted on marrying and raising a family, disregarding all his warnings.
Larry Parker cursed as he saw an unfamiliar car straddling both lanes of the narrow highway. The car had its hood open and had evidently overheated. It seemed deserted until Larry pulled over and got out of his own auto. Then he could see the car's only passenger struggling to get the thing moving.
"Say, mister, can you help me get this heap moving?" a feminine voice addressed him from the other side of the car. "I've got to be in Bridgetown by noon and the damn thing's broke."
Ordinarily, Larry would have cursed and driven on, only it was impossible to do so with the old sedan blocking the road. He walked over to the woman and grunted as he leaned over the open hood. Yes, he would help the girl, obviously a stranger to his area, and then hurry on to the Judge farm.
"It don't look good," Larry commented. "Your generator's in bad shape and that distributor cap looks ready to melt."
At that point, the young girl burst into tears. To his surprise, Larry found himself quite sympathetic to her plight. Gloria was doing a fine job of acting the helpless woman, crying and fretting in a way that no man could resist. For a moment it had been touch and go but soon she would have her way.
"We'll have to let the motor cool down," Larry continued. "But then I can fix it up for you. Lucky thing there's not a lot of traffic today. You'd get plowed right off the road."
Five minutes later, Gloria had talked the man into taking a walk through a nearby field, accompanied by a bottle of rye she had thought to bring along. She was surprised at Larry, having expected an out-and-out ogre and finding instead a good looking and quite healthy middle aged man, not at all rude or impolite.
"Let's sit down here for awhile," Gloria suggested. "I'm so tired and it's really hot. Are you sure you don't mind taking all this trouble for me? I feel so stupid."
Larry and Gloria sat down under the shade of a copse of elm trees. It was high noon and the broad-leaved bows shaded them for a few minutes from the pitiless sun. Gloria sat close to the old man, knowing her role perfectly. Her skirt rode high over her naked thighs and her blouse had been carefully arranged so that the man could see her tits while pretending not to look.
"Have a drink?" Gloria offered. "We could both use it." Larry accepted the bottle, taking a deep pull before handing it back to Gloria. The girl was a little older than he had thought at first and a damned sight better looking. It was criminal the way she was taunting him with her gorgeous young body. A few more minutes of that and he would not be responsible for his actions. A man, even a moral man, could take only so much.
All the while, Gloria continued to suck up to the ill-tempered bachelor, moving closer and closer until her shoulder was touching his side. Then Gloria whispered a few more words to Larry, still playing innocent but revealing more and more of her scantily clad body. The man was sweating heavily, which was a good sign. He would be after her ass within five minutes.
"So you live all alone," Gloria commented. "Seems strange some woman hasn't trapped you by now. You're really very good-looking."
"I don't care much for women," Larry answered. "Life's much simpler without them. I like to be by myself."
Gloria waited a few more minutes before making herself available. There was an incredible amount of sexual tension in the air and it was easy to believe that Larry had not been with a woman in years. His gaze was so intense with longing that Gloria was almost afraid, not her usual reaction to a potential sex partner.
Larry seemed to go through agonies of indecision before finally approaching the girl. He looked around as if the woods were occupied with spies. Satisfied that they were alone, he leaned forward and breathed the fragrance of Gloria's hair. If only the girl would say something, give him a signal to proceed.
Gloria tilted her face upward, focusing her china blue eyes on Larry's unshaved face. Finally the man gathered his forces and kissed Gloria, taking her roughly in his arms and giving her no chance to resist. It was wrong to fuck a strange woman but she had given him little choice, asked for it.
Gloria allowed herself to smile as she felt Larry's mouth moving down her neck, to the low cut neckline of her fashionable blouse. She shifted her shoulders, making it easier for Larry to get at her firm, peerless breasts. The man undressed her as he continued his kisses, wondering why the girl was not resisting. Immorality was everywhere, he decided. Sometimes a man could resist it but there always came a time when he had to yield.
Gloria struggled out of the rest of her clothing and then stood up naked before Larry as he, too, undressed rapidly. She looked at the man's crotch and smiled at his hard-on. Larry was ready, all right, obviously every bit as virile as the rest of his family. She could only hope that things would go well.
Larry wasted little tune seducing the girl. He kissed Gloria again and then started to squeeze her tits roughly. His hands were calloused and horny but Gloria liked their feel. It was like making love to some savage. Besides, Larry's cock was pressed against her side, hard, imperious and impossible to resist.
Gloria broke out of the embrace just long enough to move into position to suck Larry's prick. She surrounded the thick weapon with soft lips and immediately drew it into her mouth. Larry was trembling with anxiety but she would calm him down soon enough. He would be begging for mercy within an hour.
Gloria used all her talents on the unwilling victim of her seduction. Her head bobbed up and down on Larry's cock while her hands caressed the man's heavy scrotum. Already she could taste a drop of cum leaking out of the man's rod. Indeed, it must have been years since his last woman. Despite all she had heard about Uncle Larry, Gloria found herself liking the man. Perhaps he would not even try to make trouble for her and Frank.
Larry sat still for a few moments, unable to believe his good fortune. Gloria was amazingly beautiful, fresh, voluptuous and sophisticated. Evidently she knew a good deal about sex. She was the first woman he had been able to enjoy since Catherine. The way she sucked his prick was enough to drive the man wild with desire.
Gloria spit out the huge prick and then lay back against the tree, rubbing her hand all over her light-colored bush. Larry saw what she wanted but could not bring himself to do it. His tongue had been in no other pussy than Catherine's. Still, this girl was different. Gloria knew what she wanted from a man and was not the type of girl to take no for an answer.
Finally Larry yielded, bending down and immediately forcing his tongue between Gloria's legs. There was a strange clicking sound around them, as if the area had been invaded by crickets. Only it was a more mechanical sound than that. As soon as they were done fucking, Larry was determined to investigate.
Given his first taste of cunt in decades, Larry was not about to let it happen quickly. He worked his tongue as far as it would go into the girl's fragrant fuck box and drank in the juices, feeling his prick throbbing almost painfully. It would have been nice to go on eating the girl for ages, feeling her hand moving his head into position. However, that was out of the question.
"Fuck me," Gloria commanded, as if reading the man's mind. "I like the way you do that but I want to feel your prick inside me. You want it, too. Come on, tell me how you want it."
"I want to fuck you," Larry answered in a strangled voice. "I want to stick it into you and not take it out until I feel your fucking pussy filling up with cum. Don't try to stop me, woman. You started this, and now you've got to take your medicine."
It was frightening to see how little joy there was in the man. He had done a good job of eating her pussy but Gloria knew that Larry was still struggling with himself. Since his experiences with Catherine had come a cropper the man had obviously turned against sex in classic Freudian manner.
Gloria lay back, letting the new grass tickle her buttocks. She parted her legs as wide as they would go and invited the man to fuck her, pointing at her cunt and then massaging her enlarged clitty. Larry waited another second and then did the girl's bidding, slamming his body on top of her with a grunt of relief.
Soon he was inside her, pounding away as if there would be no tomorrow. It was hard for Gloria to breathe with Larry's heavy body pressing her into the earth, but she moved with him anyway, refusing to be slowed down. The sooner the thing was over the better, even though she was enjoying it more than she had expected.
The mechanical clicking sound no longer bothered Larry Parker. His prick was sliding in and out of the girl's cunt and she seemed to have an endless repertoire of sexual tricks. Every time she moved it would make things better for him. Larry knew that it would not take much longer for his body to explode with lust.
He raised himself up a little and then slammed his weight down on top of Gloria, hearing the sloshing sounds of her warm, wet pussy. Still, he could not keep the bitch from moving beneath him. Women were not supposed to enjoy sex like that but there wasn't much he could do to prevent it. The girl was a slut, just like all the others, only she sure was a lot better in the rack.
Larry continued to hump the girl furiously. The air around him seemed to have taken on the odor of her pussy. The girl's arms clung to him like live vines. Her lips kept kissing his neck and ears and her hands were constantly busy, tormenting his balls and chest and asshole until he could no longer control himself.
A few more lunges and Larry was ready to cum. He lowered his head to Gloria's heaving tits and bit into her nipples, one after the other. Rough as his caresses were, Gloria felt herself moving closer to orgasm. It was nice to be treated like an animal once in awhile, she decided, a mere sex object.
And then Larry started to cum. His prick stayed rooted in the bottom of her vaginal canal and Gloria could feel a rush of hot juice filling her to capacity and beyond. Two streams of jism rocketed into her pussy and then flowed out again, spilling over the girl's lithe thighs down to the knees.
"Just hold that pose for a minute, it's perfect," Larry heard a female voice declare loudly. "It'll go just right with the other ones. Hey, Gloria I got a great shot of him eating you."
"What the fuck is going ON here?" Larry screamed, getting to his feet and tripping over his boot. "Donna, that's who it is. I don't know what's going on here, but I'm going to give you the beating that your mother should have given you years ago, you little bitch."
Donna danced back among the trees, letting the man chase her, knowing that he was far too slow-footed to close the gap between them. They had planned the whole affair carefully and had decided that it would be best to let the man's anger cool before presenting him with the facts of the case. Running around would do the trick nicely, Donna decided as she continued to lead Larry a merry chase.
Gloria joined the other two, wondering what would happen if Larry truly lost his temper. The beast seemed to be lurking just under the surface in his character and he was a dangerous man. She sighed with relief as she saw Larry sinking to the ground, holding his head in his hands and trying not to break up.
She sat down beside him and signaled for Donna to keep away for another minute. Gloria looked the older man in the eyes and confessed everything, briefly and succinctly. Yes, he had been had, taken for a ride. It had been necessary to do it in order to keep him from breaking up the wedding.
Larry did not answer, despite Gloria's obvious interest in him. All his values had been called into question. Bad enough that he had fucked the girl, but it was so much worse to have been caught at it by his own niece. Whatever authority he had in the family would be laughed into insignificance when the photos were printed.
"Uncle Larry, I'm sorry," Donna said quietly, approaching the man and putting her camera on the ground. "You can destroy the film if you want, but don't fuck things up for Frank and Gloria. And especially for Mom. You know, she really loves you."
It took another few minutes for Frank to put all the pieces together. Then he experienced a revelation, an epiphany of understanding. He had been a fool to stay away from Catherine for so many years, to exert an evil influence on his family. How could he be that way when there were women like Gloria and Donna in the world, so young and sweet and innocent and forgiving.
"Do you hate me, Uncle Larry?" Donna asked timidly. "I didn't want to do it but I had to. Come on, give me a little kiss. Show me how it used to be when you and Mom were together."
Donna was taking a calculated gamble in mentioning her mother so frequently. She saw Larry shaking with indecision and decided that only one course of action was feasible. She stood up before the naked, sweating man and soon joined him in a state of nature, removing her clothing in a trice. It was pathetic to see the way the man averted his eyes from her lovely young body.
"Take her," Gloria ordered. "I know you want to, just like you want Catherine again. You've got to get over these hangups man, the sooner the better. Go on, make yourself do it."
"But it's wrong," Larry protested hopelessly. "It's incest and you know that's wrong. Why do you tempt me like this?"
It was obviously impossible to reason with the man. Donna sat down beside her uncle and took his hand in her own, guiding it to her firm, young tits. Larry winced at the first contact but a few moments later he was exploring her body greedily. His face seemed quiet and peaceful for the first time. Looking down at his prick, Donna could tell that Gloria had not drained the man.
Watching Gloria fuck her uncle had been murder on the hot blooded girl. Now she would have a chance herself, see if Larry's prick was as huge as it had appeared. Gloria winked at Donna and moved away from the couple. If things went well she would be back in the action, but it would have to wait awhile.
Larry's sexual technique was as primitive as it was effective. He worked the girl's tits over and then moved to her cunt, his hands and tongue working in unison. Donna felt her pussy getting wet before the man had entered her with fingers or tongue. There was no doubt in her mind that she was turned on to her uncle, as much as she had been with either of her two brothers.
"All right," Larry announced after he was finished exploring Donna's healthy young body. "If I'm going to do it I want to do it to both of you, at once. Come over here, Gloria, if that's really your name. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked."
Gloria let out a long rill of joyous laughter as she joined the other two. Larry was certainly man enough for both of them. She whispered to Donna and soon the girl's had assumed an identical position, dropping to their knees in front of Larry and presenting him with a dazzling view of white buttocks and pink assholes, a sight that no real man could have resisted.
Larry stared long and hard at the cornucopia of feminine beauty that had been presented to him. It was hard to choose among the two girls, until he realized that he could have both of them. Since he had fucked Gloria already, his choice was clear. Larry sank to his knees behind Donna and immediately began to caress the girl's buttocks and then her pussy. His prick had got hard just looking at her, red and swollen with extravasated blood.
Larry knew that the girl was already wet inside from being fingerfucked and eaten out. He held his prick in hand and then quickly forced it into her pussy, grunting with pleasure as his heavy midsection ground against the girl's flawless white ass. Donna sighed with the effort of taking in his eight inch cock although she did not complain about it aloud.
Soon Larry was whaling away at his niece, reaching out to use his free hand on Gloria's lissome body. It was more sex than he had ever had before, an absolutely unbelievable scene. His prick sank to the hilt inside Donna's pussy and then he pulled out, sensing that it was time to service the other sexpot.
"You can fuck me in the ass if you want," Gloria whispered. "Or you can fuck my cunt again. See, it's all very simple. We want to fuck and you want to fuck. Don't make a big deal of it."
Larry took the words to heart, spreading the girl's ivory buttocks with his work-hardened hands and quickly lubricating her asshole with his wet fingers. He worked his prick in without hesitation, loving the way her tissues would stretch out to accommodate him. But it was getting tiring to fuck the two girls, an impossible task even for a man like himself.
Larry went back to Donna a few moments later, finding that he preferred the more innocent and passive girl. His former sense of guilt troubled the man no longer. Donna was young and beautiful and he was capable of making her happy. Gloria was right. He had been a fool to hold out against his family for so many years.
Larry didn't bother cornholing his niece, figuring that she was too young for that sort of rough fucking. Instead, he worked his prick in to the base and then used his finger to stimulate her nether orifice. Gloria got up from her position on the ground mad lay down beside Donna, using her hands and lips to work on the girl's swollen, heaving tits.
A few seconds later Larry was ready to cum, for the second time in twenty minutes. He rammed his prick full force into Donna's tight pussy, wondering if he would prove too large for her. However, the girl accepted him gladly, sighing and moaning, moving with the man, making his orgasm incredibly intense and powerful.
Larry withdrew immediately, sinking back against a tree, more tired than he had imagined possible. No sooner had he abandoned the girls than they began to make it together, reversing their positions and sixty-nining before his startled eyes.
It was impossible for such freedom to exist in the world, but the two girls were making it together and nothing terrible had happened to either. Despite his fatigue, Larry felt his prick springing to life again. He moved closer to the two girls, not wanting to miss a thing that was going on between them.
The two girls rolled around on the grass, quite aware that they were being watched. Their young bodies were a marvel of sensual perfection, gleaming with sweat and reflecting the noonday sun. Their tits rubbed together and their long thighs tangled in ever new combinations. It was like coming in on a scene from mythology, like watching two perfect nymphs at play.
The girls' part of the scene ended with a bang, a loud simultaneous orgasm in the woods. As soon as Gloria and Donna had finished with each other, they approached Larry and kissed him tenderly. Neither girl was really certain of Larry's conversion, but soon enough the man showed them that he had been convinced.
"So, you don't mind if I marry Frank?" Gloria finally asked.
"How could I mind?" Larry answered rhetorically. "I'm sorry that I've caused so much trouble for everyone. I only hope that I'll be able to make it up to Catherine."
As the three relatives were walking back to Gloria's car Catherine stopped to pick up a small metallic object, which she quickly handed to her uncle.
"Don't forget the film, Uncle Larry," she teased. "You'll want to see yourself in action someday. Man, you were something else. I can't tell you how beautiful you two looked fucking."