What instinct prompted Becky to search her parents' bedroom the following day, she didn't know. Just a sharp curiosity about her mother's seeming innocence. She had to have a secret somewhere, Becky sensed as she went through her mother's closet. She found a pair of panties in the laundry hamper and sniffed her mother's pussy fragrance with excitement. She moved next to the dresser. In a bottom drawer, beneath a set of folded towels, she found two items that left her dazed with astonishment.
One was a gigantic dildo with dozens of soft rubber spikes on its prick-shaped length. Becky fiddled with the red button on the bottom and almost dropped the humming cock as a sharp electric tingle raced through her fingers. The other item was a Polaroid snapshot, in color, of a beautiful naked blonde.
Becky sank down on the bed as she gaped at it. The blonde was tall, high-breasted with huge pink nipples and long sleek legs. She lay casually on a bed, her thighs slightly parted so that her pink pussy shone through her curly cunt-hairs. The expression on her face was lewd, her eyes smoldering, her sensuous lips curved in an inviting smile.
The snapshot was signed: All my hottest love, darling, Carol.
"Incredible," Becky murmured out loud. "Too much! Oh Mom, did you have me fooled!"
Becky tried to imagine a dozen different reasons for the dildo and the obscene snapshot to be in the drawer, but only came back to one answer – her mother, the cunning bitch, was having an affair with a beautiful blonde! For a long time Becky stared it the dildo and the photograph in turn. Her father couldn't know. Suddenly Becky realized she had the upper hand completely over her mother.
All she had to do was blackmail her sexually. Becky went back to her own room, bringing the dildo and the snapshot with her. She smiled slyly as she went to take a bath. Her father had promised, in front of the family to take her to see a special movie tonight. Meaning they were going to make it again. But there was another hidden meaning in his eyes she couldn't fathom, a sort of amused secret, accompanied by an I'll-tell-you-later look.
Well, now Becky had a surprise or two for him. She would keep the evidence hidden from her mother and look as innocent as possible for a day or two. Her sexy mother might crack from the tension of not knowing who took them, but it was just this sort of tension that would make her a pushover at the right moment.
Again Becky stared at the seductively naked blonde in the picture. So her mother was a real swinger, a raving switch-hitter!
Maybe, Becky thought with a soft hungry tingle in her lips as she stared at the blonde's ripe curves, I inherited some of that. Mom and I could make a real team.
Becky Marks felt like the horniest girl in the world as she slipped into the steaming bathtub. But if her own father and his surprise couldn't fix that, nothing could.
The surprises began coming fast and furiously as soon as Glenn and his daughter drove away from the house.
"The thing is, Becky," he said as he drove, "I, ah, had this date tonight with this redhead, see? I sort of wanted you to meet her. She's anxious to meet you and I was, ah, hoping you'd like each other."
Becky laughed. "I'm not a dummy, Daddy. You want to make it with both of us, right? You want to play threesies."
Glenn glanced at his daughter, partly startled, mostly with pride. Very sharp, as well as a terrific lay. He'd been meaning to broach the subject by degrees, carefully, but his beautiful daughter was so laughingly open about the subject of sex, she'd probably thought of it as soon as he did.
"You won't object, angel?" he asked.
"Any way you want to swing is all right with me, Daddy. I just hope she's sexy."
Glenn grinned. "Don't worry about that, Becky. She says she's never done it with a girl before. But she's willing to try, especially when I showed her a picture of you. The one in your pink bikini, where your tits almost spill out of the top. As a matter of fact," he added smoothly, "I thought we might play a few games with Marge."
"Games?" she said excitedly.
"Tie her up, tease her a little, get her all hot and bothered. Then torment her a little bit before giving her more pleasure." He figured Becky may as well find out about the whip and manacles in his briefcase now. She wasn't exactly the timid type when it came to sex, he thought.
"Well, in that case, I've got just the thing, Daddy. Look."
She took the dildo from her straw purse and held it up. Glenn gawked and the car almost skidded on the road. Becky explained about the electric-shock button on bottom.
"Where in the hell did you get that?"
"I think you'd better park for a minute, Daddy. This is going to blow your mind, I'm afraid."
He parked the car, and Becky handed him the snapshot of the sensuously naked blonde stewardess. Thea she told her father where she'd found the dildo and the picture. For a long minute Glenn stared at the picture, stunned.
"I'll be Goddamned," he muttered, shaking his head. "I'll be a sonofabitch. Sheila? Sheila playing around on the side with another woman? Christ, I wouldn't have believed she had it in her. My own wife a switch-hitter!"
He suddenly felt ridiculous. Here he was bringing his own daughter along for an orgy with himself and another woman while he was seething with anger over his wife. But if only she'd told him years before! To think of the time they'd wasted when they could have had terrifically exciting threesomes!
His eyes went to Becky's jutting tits and smooth legs. Well, they could still have threesome; his wife, his adolescent daughter and himself, couldn't they? And if Sheila was tormented in the process, well, hell, she deserved it, didn't she? Glenn shook his head and started the engine. Becky coughed.
"Uh, there's one more thing, Daddy," she said with a smile.
"What now, angel? How can you possibly top that news?"
"It's, uh, about Jim, Daddy."
"What about him? What's he done?"
"Well, it wasn't what he did. It's what we did, last night while you and Mom were out. I couldn't help it, Daddy, I was so darn horny and you were gone for the evening."
Glenn shook his head, dazed, and turned the car engine off again. Becky no longer seemed little. He knew Becky did the actual seducing, knew how lust-crazed she could get when she was turned on. "All right," he said finally, "how was the kid in bed?"
"Oh, great, Daddy," the blonde girl beamed. "For his age, that is. I mean, he's not hung like you, but he's not exactly a boy scout, either. You don't mind, do you, Dad?"
Glenn patted her ass-cheeks affectionately. "No, I don't mind, Becky. As a matter of fact, I'd rather Jim came to you when he was worked up than some scatterbrain in school who'd make him spend money first or else give him the runaround. You know, we're all going to have to be careful, Becky." His voice was serious. "If anyone in town found out about what's going on in the family…"
"Daddy, when can we get Mom for a threesome? Or a foursome, with Jim?" the blonde asked excitedly.
"Soon," he promised. "Very soon."
He drove off again, suddenly overwhelmed by all the wanton possibilities presenting themselves among his own family. This first threesome with his daughter was only a prelude. He knew Becky liked games, and if he could get her to like them enough with other girls, he could teach her to lure other teenage girls into threesomes or even foursomes. As for his wife, she apparently was doing fantastically well on her own, he realized with irony. The naked blonde in the picture was a knockout.
His wife and daughter could get all the girls he wanted, for himself and Jim. A whole dazzling new lifestyle of excitement opened before his eyes, all because he'd decided in a moment of irresistible lust to take his daughter's virginity. There was risk there, danger, but, hell, that made the game all the more worth the effort, didn't it?
The redhead Glenn had sold the new Chevy convertible to the week before was waiting outside her apartment building. Becky's heart began to beat with excitement as Marge got in the car beside her. Glenn introduced them and he could see the rich college girl was immediately taken with Becky's soft loveliness. She was nervous too, her lushly curved tits rising and falling rapidly with her breathing.
Becky laughed, thinking of the colossal dildo in her purse. The gadget fascinated her, especially the shock button. It wouldn't be long before the redhead found out just how mischievous the blonde actually was. And how wantonly exciting.
Glenn used his usual motel, owned by a friend whom he gave liberal discounts on a new car every year. This insured his silence, but even so Glenn carefully cautioned Becky to stay down in the back seat until she could slip in the motel room safely. When he was registered, Becky followed him and the shapely redhead into the room.
Glenn took a fifth of Scotch from his briefcase, and made three drinks, deliberately making Becky's weak and Marge's very strong. Glenn waited a few minutes for the liquor to take effect on the nervous redhead. His prick had been hotly pulsing ever since he'd left the house with his blonde daughter. And it was Becky who broke the ice.
"Look, gang," she giggled, "we can't just sit around all night. I'll strip first, okay?"
Without the slightest bit of self-consciousness or shame, the blonde removed all her clothes. Her eyes blazing with eagerness and curiosity, Becky walked up to the trembling redhead. She put her hands on Marge's heavy tits, squeezing gently, aroused at the strange feel of another girl's warm tits in her fingers.
To Glenn Marks, the sight of his daughter passionately feeling up another sexy girl was tremendously exciting. Marge was beginning to melt already, fascinated by Becky's boldness and lewdly searching fingers.
"Take it off now," Becky whispered to Marge, rubbing her wetly throbbing pussy against the redhead's warm crotch. "Take it all off and I'll lick your pussy. This is a first time for me, too, Marge, so don't be nervous."
Her fingers shaking, the college girl obeyed. She barely took her eyes off Becky, Glenn noticed, as though hypnotized by the woman's vibrant lust. As she stood naked before Becky, his daughter seized her creamy tits with a soft hungry moan and began sucking on one of the nipples.
"Oh, that's exciting," Marge gasped, putting her arms around the girl, feeling Becky's warm soaked pussy grind to hers. "Oh, you're getting me hot, Becky. Mmmmmmm."
Glenn quickly stripped, watching his daughter eagerly French-kiss the redhead. Her fingers groped Marge's fully rounded ass. Becky was fiercely, wildly excited at the soft sexy feel of Marge's naked flesh. It was so different from her father's or her brother's hotly thrilling cock, so deliciously guilty and forbidden.
Becky stepped back from the college girl, panting, and looked at her father. He delved into his briefcase, talking to Marge meanwhile.
"Becky and I want to play a little game, Marge. Don't worry, you won't get hurt. We're just going to tie you down on the bed with these manacles, see?"
"Why?" Marge's eyes mirrored fright.
"A game," he said patiently. "It's more exciting this way, Marge. A little teasing, that's all. Right, Becky?"
Becky nodded quickly, her eyes blazing with anticipation. "Just a game, Marge," she said, stroking the redhead's hot ass. "Come on, be a sport. I'll give you the time of your life if you do. I'll eat your hot pussy until you faint with joy," she whispered lasciviously in Marge's ear, snaking her wet pink tongue into it. Becky felt on tire with lust, driven by an overpowering curiosity. "I'll lick your asshole," she promised. "You'll love it, Marge."
Glenn marveled at his daughter's cunning, at the way she deliberately used obscene words to arouse the redhead. She rubbed her golden-haired cunt to Marge's crotch as she talked, until Marge breathlessly nodded, her eyelids fluttering with excitement.
Quickly, Glenn manacled her wrists and ankles to the four bedposts. She lay naked and spread-eagled, totally helpless, her lush tits panting with fear and desire, panic welling up in her eyes for the first time when she realized how completely helpless she was. Her gaze went from Glenn's massively throbbing cock above his swollen hairy balls to his daughter's mouth.
Eagerly, Becky got the grotesque dildo from her purse, Marge's face turned white with tenor.
"Oh my God, you're not going to – you're not going to use that thing on me, are you? I'll scream!"
"We're situated in the far rear of the motel," Glenn told her. "The adjoining room is vacant. I don't think anyone will hear you, Marge. Besides, I've got a funny hunch you might just fall in love with that gadget." Sheila obviously loved it and Glenn was curious to know why.
"Let me eat her pussy first, Daddy," Becky implored. "Let me suck her off. She looks so damned yummy!"
Glenn grinned at his daughter. "Okay, angel. But don't let her come. I want her so hot she's smoking."
The blonde hurried to climb on top of the nakedly trembling redhead. For a few minutes Becky sat astride her plump hips, so that their burning cunt-lips were in contact. Moaning softly, Becky passionately squirmed her aching pussy to Marge's, creating a delicious friction between their tingling crotches. Her hands stroked and massaged Marge's hot tits meanwhile, loving their fat nipples.
"Oh, I, I like that, Becky. Ummmmmm, oh, it's making me so hot, faster, please?"
Marge forgot her fear as the silken-skinned blonde triggered dreamy thrills in her throbbing cunt. Glenn sat on the side of the bed meanwhile, watching his beautiful daughter arouse the redhead to a feverish pitch. Now Becky was sliding down, clutching Marge's round hips as she traced circles on her soft belly with the point of her burning tongue.
A soaring excitement shuddered through Becky's naked flesh as she hunched between the spread-eagled girl's milky thighs. With a tentative motion, Becky flicked her long tongue out to taste Marge's pink wet pussy. It was sweet and juicy, unlike anything resembling a hot prick. The blonde took another taste and then another, entranced by the honeyed rife oozing out of the redhead's silken cunt.
Then, with a moan of lewd delight, Becky dove in. She began sucking the crying girl's boiling pussy-flesh with ravenous lashes of her tongue, sucking deep and hard.
"Oh, Mother, ooooooo! Oh, God it's – oh, Becky, eat me, darling! Ohit's wonderful!"
"Don't let her come!" Glenn cautioned his daughter. His long pulsing rod leaped at the sight of his naked daughter ravenously going down on the helpless redhead, lapping and sucking in a frenzy of hunger. Christ, he couldn't just sit here and watch! Not while Becky's lush ass twitched and jerked to her frantic pussy-eating. He debated rapidly with himself – the college girl's helpless mouth or his daughter's luscious hot pussy? Its tiny pink cunt-lips were shiny with her juices, already sucking with desire.
Nor had Becky forgotten his warnings. Sensing Marge was about to have an orgasm, she dipped her mouth down a couple inches to the crevice of her burning ass. The blonde's tongue shot into Marge's asshole to wriggle and squirm for a minute, causing the bound girl to shiver with obscene pleasure. Becky was suddenly aware that her father was mounting her poised ass from behind.
"Yes," she gasped up at him urgently. "Fuck me, Daddy. Do it to me dog-style! Give me every inch. YES!"
Every time Glenn Marks fucked his daughter, he marveled at the tight, electrifying juiciness of her hot cunt. It writhed like a starving animal on his ramming prick. Kneeling behind her, Glenn could watch his daughter lewdly suck and kiss and lap at Marge's pink throbbing pussy while he lunged deeper and deeper into her thrilling slit.
In spite of her own wanton urgency, every time the naked, spread-eagled college girl came close to a fever of orgasm, Becky, pulled away her frenzied lips and tongue, kissing and licking Marge's hot thighs instead. Now Becky slammed her soft ass back furiously to meet her father's powerfully pumping cock, hearing his big balls slap loudly against her ass-cheeks with each plunge.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" she cried happily. "Ooooooh, more of that hot prick! More, Daddy! Unnnnngh! Shoot me your load now, now, now!"
Less than a violently jerking minute later, Glenn Marks felt his burning cum literally sucked from his loins by Becky's madly wriggling cunt. Wave after wave of thrills shot along his bursting meat as Becky thrashed and gyrated her erupting pussy on his cock. Panting with satisfaction, Glenn climbed off his daughter. His initial urgency was gone now and he could settle down to business with the redhead.
Becky sat up, catching her breath. She wiped at the wet pussy-juice on her cheeks with her fingers, licking them dry with obscene relish. Beneath her, Marge continued to sob in a torment of pent-up lust, nudging her pussy in Becky's direction with pleading spasms. For Marge, the ordeal was just beginning.