Ray rapped on Kathy's door and waited. In a few moments, she opened it. She was still wearing her robe. Her eyes were dry now, but they were sad.
"Kathy, we're going to have to talk," Ray told her.
"All right. Come in"
He entered the room and left the door open. "Sit down," he said.
The girl sat on the only chair. That made it necessary for Ray to sit on the edge of the rumpled bed-the very bed where he had caught his son and stepdaughter fucking a short while ago.
Kathy fidgeted. The sudden interruption of her fuck session with Pete had left her in a state of physical frustration. Adding to this was the mental turmoil caused by having been discovered doing what she most loved to do by people who regarded it as wrong. Yet she didn't really feel guilty about it. She was still sure that her mother's and Mr. Simpson's standards were hypocritical and unsound.
She wondered, as she looked at the troubled man, who sat opposite her, whether she could prove this to him. It would be a pleasure to try.
Ray said, "Kathy, I've just had a long talk with Pete. You're entitled to know what he told me. I'm not saying I believe it or I don't But I listened to him, and now I want to listen to you."
"All right, Mr, Simpson," Kathy said. "Where do you want me to start?"
He gave her a smile. "By calling me 'Daddy', if you can bring yourself to do it."
She sighed. "Yes, Daddy."
Ray's smile flashed bright for a moment. "That's much better," he said. But then the troubled look returned as he thought of what he was about to discuss with her.
"You and Pete," he said. "How did that start? Tell me all of it."
Kathy fidgeted again. It would have been possible for her to lie and say that Pete had raped her.
Her mother would have accepted that, and even Pete's father might have. But it would have hurt Pete a great deal-and for what?
"Pete showed up last night," she said slowly. "I was alone in the house, and I invited him in. I liked him right away. We talked, and finally I decided I wanted to have sex with him."
Ray's eyes narrowed. "Did he make a play for you first?"
She shook her head and looked at her stepfather. "I made the play," Kathy said.
"What did you do?"
His question excited Kathy. A little quiver when through her cunt and she tensed. Looking at the man who sat across from her, she remembered watching him fuck her mother; she remembered how she had felt at that time.
"Well, Kathy?" Ray pressed. "Tell me how you made a play for Pete."
A little smile came to her face and teased the corners of her mouth. "I could show you," she suggested.
It would be best, he decided, to let her reveal the truth in her own way. "Very well," he said. "Show me."
Kathy stood up and walked to where he was seated. She knelt on the floor next to his legs.
Ray's tension heightened. "What are you going to do?"
"Just what I did with Pete," she said, smiling up at her stepfather sweetly. "You said I could."
He didn't reply. He was very apprehensive, but still it seemed best to let her go ahead. The truth was what he was after.
Kathy reached out and placed her hand on his lap. A jolt of excitement went through him as her hand touched his cock through his pants.
"Kathy!" he exclaimed in shock, and was about to call a halt to the demonstration. Truth or not, it had gone too far.
But the young girl didn't give him a chance to say another word or to push her away. She quickly lowered the zipper on his fly, snaked her hand into his trousers, and gripped his limber cock with her small, cool hand.
"No!" Ray said, and began trying to push Kathy away. But it was too late, because she was already pulling his prick out of his pants.
She bowed her head.
Intense sensations rocked his body as his young stepdaughter took the head of his cock in her mouth. She began to suck on the resilient knob of flesh, and her small tongue stroked it hotly. Ray's cock immediately swelled and stood up, straight and hard, his cockhead nearly filling Kathy's mouth. He groaned.
His brain was whirling by that time. He felt he had to stop Kathy in some way. But his feeble efforts to make her lift her head turned into caresses as he stroked her long, silken hair.
Kathy's mouth was working up and down on his cock, her little teeth scraping the knob. Her wet lips sucked noisily and her tongue fluttered. Saliva drooled out of her mouth and down the shaft of Ray's cock, making it slicker yet.
He fell backward across the mattress. He stared at the ceiling and it seemed to be rotating slowly. Blast after blast of excitement roared through him as Kathy's head bobbed, her teeth and soft lips tugging at Ray's immense, throbbing cock.
She let go of him at last, but by that time his will had been completely broken. He just lay there, his cock twitching as it swayed to and fr through the fly of his pants. Kathy stood and shrugged off her robe. She climbed onto the bed, settling astride him, and took his big prick into her cunt.
The man stared up at her unbelievably as she rotated her very tight cunt around his cock, then began to bob the marvelously warm, snug, slick enclosure up and down, up and down. Her small, perfect tits trembling tautly, their pink nipples sticking rigidly out and upward. Her golden hair fell down on either side of her face as she smiled in an almost angelic way.
Kathy was thrilled by what was happening. This was what she had wanted for a long time, and also it seemed to prove that her stepfather's moral outrage of a short time ago was as hypocritical as her mother's preaching. None of that had meant a thing when the moment of truth arrived.
Ray was now bucking upward, jabbing his huge prick into his stepdaughter and enjoying the magnificent sensations, which her clutching cunt produced as it moved slowly and rhythmically up and down, round and round on his throbbing cock.
"Oh, baby, baby!" he moaned.
"Daddy!" she exclaimed. "Ooh, I love to fuck you!"
Kathy began moving faster, bobbing up and down with furious intensity as she felt her climax approaching. Her grasping, pumping cunt made the hot cum churn in Ray's balls.
"Qoh… ooh… ooh!" she gasped, tossing her head from side to side as she fucked her step- father wildly. Her titties danced, and her pale, silken tresses brushed back and forth across her pink, thrusting nipples.
Suddenly her orgasm began, and she jammed down hard on Ray's cock, the muscles of her cunt rippling voluptuously. He let out a ragged groan, and a burst of cum ripped from him, spurting up inside her. Blissful jet after jet followed the first one, and Kathy gloried in the splashing of his hot jism deep in her convulsing cunt.
Finally the storm ebbed, and she relaxed against him.
Neither of them spoke or moved for quite a while.
After Kathy climbed off her stepfather, she helped him remove his clothes. Ray saw no point in attempting to resist her any longer. The damage, if that was what it was, had already been done.
She snuggled down beside him and gently fondled his cock.
He still felt he had to know some answers, and he pressed her for them.
"Who was the first boy to fuck you?" he asked, his breath still uneven, his voice hoarse. "When did it happen?"
"It happened a while back," she said. "What a difference does it make who the first one was?"
"It makes a difference to me," Ray told her.
Kathy thought about it and decided now was the time to admit she had been fucking with her brother, Billy. Ray was the one she should tell, because he was on her side now. She believed he could help her and Billy meet the problem that they faced with their mother.
She took a deep breath and said, "Billy was the first. Billy and I fucked the other night, after watching you and Mom from the balcony in front of your bedroom window. We didn't want to do it. We felt it was wrong. But we couldn't help ourselves. Things just happened after that. Aunt Maude caught us, and well, Billy started in on her."
Ray sat up and looked at his stepdaughter.
"You mean Billy fucked his aunt?"
Kathy nodded. "So did I, I guess you could say. It was wonderful! We all enjoyed it-especially Aunt Maude. Man, she really freaked out!"
"Good Lord-" Ray murmured.
"The reason I went after Pete was because I was worried about being knocked up by Billy. It was wrong, I know, but I figured I could blame Pete for making me pregnant. That would have been unfair, though," she added and looked away.
Suddenly she threw herself into Ray's arms and sobbed, "Ooh, Daddy, I'm so worried! What if I am pregnant? What can I do?"
He tried to comfort her. "We can take care of that, darling. I'll see to it. Don't let it bother you. The problem right now, that we both face, is how to make matters clear to your mother. Do you suppose Billy will admit the truth about what he did with you and Aunt Maude when your mother reaches him?"
Kathy sniffed back her tears and sat up straight. "I don't think so," she said. "He felt awfully bad about it."
"Then we'll have to figure out a way to let your mother know, But we don't want to shock her too badly. I'll work it out."
"Oh, Daddy, I love you!" Kathy said gratefully, and she snuggled against him once more.
Ray wrapped his arms around her. The change that had occurred in his own thinking, and in his feelings, during the last few minutes was one he never would have believed himself capable of. It amazed him that the shock and moral outrage were gone, and that he was now able to look at the situation objectively.
As he stroked his young stepdaughter's smooth back and felt her firm tits against him, a new surge of desire welled up in his body. He couldn't prevent his cock from stiffening again.
Kathy felt his prick harden against her. Her hand naturally dropped to encircle it. She stroked his cock lovingly, building his bard-on.
"I want to take care of you again," she said softly. "But I want to do it a different way this time. You'll let me, won't you?"
It was beyond his power to refuse.
Pete returned to the house and walked into the living room, eager to have another talk with his father after the older man had heard Kathy's story. Pete hoped she had admitted the truth about what had happened.
His father wasn't in the living room.
Pete searched downstairs, finding no one. He didn't believe his father and Kathy were still talking, since nearly an hour had passed. His father was probably thinking over what she had told him, Pete concluded.
He climbed the stairs, heading for his father's bedroom.
The door to Kathy's roam was still open, and it was necessary for Pete to pass it in order to reach his father's room. He glanced through the open door.
Inside, on the bed, his father was stretched out on his back, naked. Kathy, also naked, was kneeling beside him, her head bent forward over his body. Pete stopped, stunned by the sight, and he saw that Kathy's head was bobbing slowly up and down. She was sucking his father's cock!
To Pete, this shocking revelation signified a number of things and they flashed in his mind in rapid succession. His father knew the truth about Kathy. That meant that he, Pete, was off the hook. But beyond that, his father seemed to have accepted Kathy for what she was. That suggested that the moral prohibition against enjoying her sweet, teen body was gone-and if Pete's father could enjoy her, Pete surely was free to do so, as well.
He had been uptight ever since his morning fuck of the beautiful young girl had been interrupted. Now the sight of Kathy bending over his father, sucking his cock, sent the lust swirling through his veins again, and there seemed nothing to prevent him from acting out his desire.
His cock turned hard as soon as he entered the room. He couldn't take his clothes off quickly enough.
Neither his father nor Kathy was aware of his presence. His father was staring with glazed eyes at the ceiling while the young girl licked his prick slowly, gliding her tongue up one side of the tasty shaft and down the other. She bent lower still and licked his throbbing balls. Her tongue licked the nuts in their soft, hairy sac. Kathy caught one ball in her mouth and sucked it.
She was bending so low that her dribbling, pink cunt was completely exposed to the young man who stood behind her. Pete stripped off the last of his clothes, and his cock sprang free to stand quivering before him, his balls hanging exposed at its base.
He moved up behind Kathy and knelt on the bed. "Dad," he said, trying to make his voice sound casual despite the emotion that gripped him. "Can I get in on this, too?"
"Pete!" the older man exclaimed, and attemptted to get up.
But Kathy pushed him back against the bed and smiled over her shoulder at Pete. "Come on," she invited. "Fuck me! We'll all do it together!"
Then she clamped her warm, wet mouth fully around the head of Ray's cock and began to suck rhythmically, gliding her tongue against his bloodchoked cockhead. She knew that would force her stepfather to remain where he was, so he wouldn't spoil what promised to be a very enjoyable experience for them all.
She moaned pleasurably against the big, fat cockhead that stuffed her mouth, and she sucked harder, fondling Ray's balls at the same time. Pete began to stroke his blissfully throbbing cock forward and back, in and out of Kathy's receptive pussy. He looked down at his father, who was writhing, in ecstatic torment under the thrilling sucking of Kathy's mouth, and he felt very good about everything as he fucked her.
To Kathy, it was nothing short of magnificent to have her mouth filled by one thrusting, thick cock while her pussy was crammed by another. She bobbed her head vigorously and pumped her hips, her slim body writhing as both men-father and son-drove their cocks into her, Ray jabbing upward into the young girl's sucking mouth while Pete plunged into her clutching cunt from the rear.
The bed shook with the exertions of the three lust-crazed people.
They all came blissfully, Ray's cum gushing upward into Kathy's gulping throat while Pete's jism splashed deeply into her cunt. The young girl's body turned into a ball of fire, then seemed to explode in all directions while she kept sucking and fucking, and the hot cum from her two horny lovers poured into her eager body.