Jim Carter sat at the breakfast table, his robe tucked around him tightly. He sipped the hot coffee and watched as his wife Valerie moved fluidly about their spacious kitchen, dressed only in a short robe and apron. Jim felt his prick twitch as he recalled their episode of the night before. She had come to him following her bath and teased him until he had thrown her down on the bed and laughingly ripped her gown from her vibrant body, the fucked her silly.
“Morning, Daddy… “
Jim gave a start as his oldest daughter Trish brushed his cheek with her lips, hugged him gently, and then sat down in the chair across from him.
“Penny for your thoughts,” she said, smiling as she noticed her father blush.
“Uh… just thinking… “ he excused lamely and let his face burn. Damn! He thought, why doesn’t she put on clothes like other kids in the morning! And he sipped his coffee again as Trish lifted the glass of orange juice to her lips and licked the rim of the glass with a small pink tongue. She was seventeen and a fully grown woman, yet she insisted on coming to the breakfast table dressed like a nymphet in just a sheer, shorty nightgown – just like her younger sister, Tina.
Both his daughters disturbed him, especially of late. He had watched them grow and mature into ripe young women. And Tina, two year’s her sister’s junior, was, at fifteen, a beautifully budding young woman – no longer a child. Jim looked up as his younger daughter entered the kitchen; she was wearing a baby-doll nightgown with only a thin pair of bikini briefs beneath it. As she bent over to kiss him lightly on the forehead, Jim found himself staring at the dark patch of cunt hair beneath her panties only inches away.
“morning, Dad,” she said and slid onto the chair beside her sister.
Jim felt his prick twitch as his eyes went from one daughter to the other; the dark areoles of their tits showing plainly through the sheet material of their gowns. He swallowed dryly, averted his eyes and nodded. “Morning, sweetheart.”
Damn, he thought as he lifted the coffee cup to his lips and glanced towards his wife across the room. What would it be like in another year? He asked himself. But Jim had been asking himself that same question for several years now – ever since Trish had begun to mature, her ripe young body filling out lushly and following the same lines as her lovely mother’s.
Both Trish and Tina looked remarkably like their mother. Their dark auburn hair with its subtle highlights of red, the upturned noses, the full, proudly pointed tits, the lush hips and seemingly long, lithe legs. And as he sat there, Jim reentered his most secret fantasy – to make love with all three of them at once. Beneath his robe, his prick swelled and twitched as the objects of his fantasy sipped their orange juice and chatted lightly as their mother prepared their breakfast.
As she pushed the handle on the large toaster, Valerie stole a glance at her husband. His eyes stared blankly at his coffee cup and she wondered again what was bothering him. For some time now, he had seemed sullen and morose at the breakfast table. And as she looked at him, she saw his hand move in his lap and she blinked as it seemed to close around… around his prick?
Moving to the stove, she watched her husband from the corner of her eye, and it was obvious to her now that he had taken hold of his prick. God, after the fuck-session they had shared the evening before, could he still be horny? Was that what was bothering him lately? But if that was all it was, she could take care of that little problem. An early-morning piece would do wonders, she told herself.
Then Valerie realized that Jim was looking at Trish. She looked at her daughter, then turned her attention to Tina, and the thought struck her, Is he aroused by his own daughters? They never had as a family – displayed an overt amount of modesty, but now that the girls were maturing, she wondered if perhaps they should. And as she looked at her two beautiful young daughters, Val realized now her husband could be moved by them, especially dressed, or undressed, as they were.
As she completed that thought and went about finishing the breakfast preparation, Val’s thoughts went again to the last party she and Jim had gone to, across the street at the Townes’. The evening had gone on and on it seemed, and everyone had grown just a little drunk as Paul and Beth kept a steady supply of liquor flowing. She had been standing near the end of the bar talking to Beth, who had slipped her arm about her waist. It had given her a strange feeling at first, not altogether unpleasant, as Beth’s hand closed on her hips, then moved down to rub her buttock lightly.
“One thing about these parties, Val.” Beth had said huskily, “I always wind up getting raped afterward… “ She had laughed, then went on, “Paul seems terribly stimulated after seeing all you lush, young women, dancing with you, holding you… “
And Val’s face had burned as Beth’s hand continued to massage her ass. It was the first time their conversation had ever turned to sex, and Val had felt a bit embarrassed by it and by Beth’s rubbing. Val had stammered something, she couldn’t remember what. Then Beth’s hand had moved between the cheeks of her ass and lightly brushed her gash.
Several other people had come to the bar then and Beth had moved her hand away, but Val was left with an excitement inside her body that was difficult to explain. She had been subtly aroused by the woman’s touch and she had looked at her in a new light. Could her lovely neighbor be bisexual? Or was she quietly proposing a swap? It had been a little confusing, and Val drank more than she usually did that evening. As a result, she had not thought about the incident for several days afterwards, and when she had seen Beth next, no mention of their conversation was made, leaving Val wondering if it had ever taken place.
Val caught herself looking at her daughters and a strange surge of warmth went though her cunt. They were beautiful, so beautiful.
What am I thinking? Val scolded herself with a start, picking up the platter of scrambled eggs and reaching for the plate of bacon.
Following breakfast, after she had seen her family off, Val though again of her daughters and their effect – if that’s what it was – on their father. She had heard of such things and she’d read several articles on father-daughter incest.
Such and ugly word, she thought.
Perhaps she should talk to Jim about it, clear the air, and if that was what was wrong, perhaps they could work it out together. If some new form of sex was needed to take his mind off the girls, they might consider joining one of the swap clubs they had heard mentioned from time to time… Valerie Carter considered herself a sexually liberated woman. She enjoyed sex with her husband and for several years now, she had entertained the thought of mentioning a “swap” to Jim, as much for his sake as her own, she reasoned. And if Beth and Paul were willing, it just might work out. They had been their friends for several years now and they were an extremely attractive couple. Beth was short and just a bit stocky, but she had firm, full tits and comfortably broad hips, and Paul was Strikingly handsome. At forty-one, he had a good physique and the shock of prematurely gray hair that streaked his otherwise youthfully black head of hair somehow excited her.
The ringing of the telephone brought her out of her after-breakfast stupor. She reached for the kitchen extension and before she could answer, she heard Beth’s voice shaking with emotion as she said, “Val… Oh, Val can… can you come over?
I… I need… that is, there’s something I’ve got to talk to you about.”
“Beth, what on earth is wrong?” Val asked in a concerned tone.
“Please… I’d rather not discuss it on the phone. Can you come over now?”
“Please! Put on a coat or something, but come!” Beth said pleadingly.
“Well… “ and she heard the connection broken as her neighbor hung up.
What in the world could be the matter? she wondered as she rushed to the hall closet and grabbed a light summer coat from a hanger and rushed for the front door.
She crossed the street and barely touched the buzzer when the front door was flung open and Beth stood there, still in her short nightgown, a look of total confusion on her face. “Come… come in… “ she said in a shaken tone.
“For God’s sake, Beth, what’s happened?”
Beth shook her head, took hold of the woman’s hand and led her to the dining room. There, she opened the door to the basement-playroom, flicked on the light and motioned for Val to follow. As they descended the stairs, Beth told her, “Mrs. Palmer called. She’s making new slip covers for the old divan for me. I’d neglected to give her a measurement on the cushions, and when I cam down here to measure one… Oh, Val!” she said, close to tears.
Val watched as she walked to the couch against the wall, lifted a cushion and removed a large, round film can. She turned and held it out. “I… I found this … “ she said, her voice shaking.
Val took the film can from her and read the type label: THE MOTHER FUCKERS. And she felt her face color as she experienced the same confusion her friend was obliviously feeling. “I… I don’t understand,” she said honestly.
“Neither do I and that’s what I’m so worried about. Paul and I have some… some porno movies, but this isn’t one of them, and I have no idea how it got down here in the basement!” She shook her head, then questioned, “You… you don’t suppose one of the kids… “
“Tim or Judy?” Val asked. “God, Beth, I don’t know… I really don’t.” She looked at the film can and she felt a certain excitement inside her. She had never seen an actual pornographic movie. Then Beth’s words came to her again, the admission that they owned some of these obscene movies. “Uh, are you sure this isn’t one of yours?” she shrugged. “I mean one you’ve forgotten about?”
Beth colored slowly, then shook her head. “No-I’m positive. We have nothing like that…” and she pointed to the label on the can.
“Perhaps it’s not what you think it is, Beth. You know the old saying, you can’t judge a book… “
Beth looked at her friend strangely. Val was right. She hadn’t actually viewed the film; perhaps there was some harmless footage inside and the label was someone’s idea of a practical joke. She drew her breath sharply and took the can from Val. “Well, we’ll just see… “ she said and walked to the projector, then stopped and tuned to her friend and neighbor. “But in case it is, why don’t you mix us both a stiff drink? We may need it!”
Jim parked his car outside the low complex of offices where Carter Realty was located. He glanced to his left and saw Pepper’s car already there. She was always there ten minutes ahead of him, and this morning he heaved a sigh of relief as he thought of his red-headed secretary. He had interviewed dozens of girls, and Pepper had won hands down when he got around to talking to her “extra duties” and the “extra” salary that went along with it. A pert redhead in her early twenties, Pepper could have been mistaken for one of the Carter family, so much did she resemble both of Jim’s daughters. It was this, coupled with the fact that she had no objection to fucking around with her employer, and that had cinched the job for her.
Jim grabbed his briefcase and walked briskly to his offices. Pepper smiled at him seductively as he entered, closed the outer door and flipped the lock, then turned the small sign beneath the draped windows to read: OUT. Pepper saw him and she licked her lips as he walked to his inner office without saying anything to her. She knew what was expected of her and even though she thought her boss was just a little bit kinky, she looked forward to these occasional early-morning fucks. She stood up behind her desk and pushed the button on the phone console that would record all incoming calls, then she walked to the small room beyond the reception area and closed the door behind her.
There was a stall shower, a vanity, a toilet and a small wardrobe. Quickly, she stepped out of her skirt and sweater, removed her brassiere and panties and opened the wardrobe. As she shed her clothing and replaced it with the articles Jim had bought for her, Pepper had no way of knowing that the outfit was identical to the one worn by his oldest daughter, Trish, and similar to those worn by Tina. She pulled on the tight bikini panties, slipped the sheer gown over her head and surveyed herself in the mirror. She licked her lips, turned out the light, and then opened the door that led to Jim’s inner office. The Drapes were drawn, and though it was dark inside, she knew he was sitting behind his desk wearing nothing but the short terry robe he always donned for the occasion.
Pepper walked slowly into the room and called out, “Daddy… can I come in? Are you busy?”
Behind the desk, Jim watched the beautiful woman enter wearing the revealing gown. He cleared his throat, then answered, “Sure, baby… what can Daddy do for you?”
Slowly, the young secretary walked to the desk, around it and stood beside her employer, “I just wanted to be with you, Daddy,” she told him and reached out to touch his cheek. “I just wanted to touch you… “ and she moved closer.
In the dim light, Jim looked up at her, but he didn’t see Pepper. He saw instead, his daughter Trisha standing there looking down at him seductively.
“What do you mean?” he asked huskily as her fingers touched his cheek and he felt his prick rising beneath his robe.
“I just want to be with you, to touch you, to love you,” she said, then rubbed her bare knee against his hand where it gripped the arm of the swivel chair. “I need my Daddy!”
Jim heard the words and he swallowed thickly as he moved his hand to the back of her smooth thigh, then upward until it encountered the silken cheek of her panty-covered ass. He ran his fingertips over both ass-cheeks as she leaned down to kiss him fully on the mouth. A sudden surge of excitement coursed through his body as their lips met and her tongue flicked out teasingly to touch his, then retreated as the other hand moved up and under he gown to touch her cunt lightly.
“Now that’s not the way a Daddy is supposed to kiss his little girl,” she scolded mockingly as his fingers pinched her nipple. “What would Mother say?”
Jim felt his prick jerk painfully as he pulled her closer and whispered, “I don’t give a damn what your mother would say! I want to fuck you!”
Pepper chilled as the obscene words came from his throat. Somehow, the bizarre charade appealed to her as she realized that Jim had more than just a passing fantasy about his own daughters.
“Will you suck my pussy, too, Daddy?” she asked as his hand went between her legs and rubbed her silken crotch. “And will you let me suck you? I won’t tell Mother. Honest!” she said in her little girl’s voice as she reached beneath his robe and closed her hand around his throbbing hard-on.
A new thrill went through Jim as her warm fingers began to tease his dick and her words burned themselves into his brain. He kissed her again and this time, she retuned the kiss fully, taking his tongue into her mouth and sucking it wildly as her fist began to pound up and down around his swollen prick.
“Yes,” he told her as their lips parted finally, “you can suck your father’s prick and I’ll eat your pussy. But you’ve got to promise not to tell, honey… “
“Oh, I won’t! I promise, Daddy!” she said and leaned over farther as she freed his prick from beneath the folds of his loose robe and kissed the head of it softly. “Ummmmm… that tastes so good. Does Mommy suck it for you?”
Jim grabbed her around the waist and straightened her as he said huskily, “Not as good as you do, baby!” and he lifted the hem of her short gown to nuzzle the velvet smoothness of her young belly with his face. He inhaled the odor of her and then kissed her through the thin material of her panties.
For Pepper, that was where the play-acting ended, for whatever Jim Carter was or was not, he was some kind of lover! She arched to him as his hands covered her butt and his mouth nibbled her twat through the sheer material of the bikinis. Slowly, she hooked her thumbs in the elastic band and drew them down over her lush hips, his mouth never leaving her pussy-mound. As the panties when below her cunt, Jim took them farther down until she was able to lift one foot and then the other to step free of them. Then Pepper took hold of his head in both her hands and spread her legs lewdly as he buried his face in her pussy. As his tongue parted the moist folds of her pussy and found her erect clit hiding there at the top, she felt an involuntary shudder go through her young body and she arched, to him as his hands kneaded the soft flesh of her ass-cheeks.
“Oh, God! Suck it, Daddy! Suck it for your baby! Eat me up! Eat my pussy, Daddy! Oh… shit… o… fuck… eat it!”
She ground her pussy into he face as his right hand went between her thighs and he inserted his thumb in her cunt. “Ummmmm… that’s good… “ she purred as she felt his hand turn and his thumb was buried in her sopping pussy; then the tip of his middle finger sought that puckered ring of her asshole and she caught her breath as she felt it pop into her bung.
“Yesssss!” she exclaimed as his finger went to the second knuckle and wormed its way past the sphincter muscle. She pounded her hips into him as he sucked her pussy, finger-fucked her with his thumb and forced his finger into her tightly clasping asshole.
“God… Oh, God, Daddy!’ she cried as she felt the first wave of orgasm rising.
He always did this to her; he always managed to excite her as she had never been excited before. And as Pepper began to stiffen, Jim sucked her pussy furiously as she tense, then cried out as she climaxed in a flood of emotion and juices that gushed from her cunt into his mouth.
“Iiiiieeeee!” she squealed as the wave broke and she clutched his head tightly between both her hands as her body shuddered violently. “Yesssss! Oh, God,
yesssss! I’m commmmming!”
Jim felt the girl go limp then and he kissed her cunt-lips lovingly, licking the last of her spent juices from around the hair-covered fringes of her pussy.
Then he withdrew his thumb and finger from her orifices and as his finger exited her asshole, it popped obscenely as the muscle there closed and expelled a bit of air. He was ready, but he did not want her to suck him off as she had done the past few times, and he did not want to fuck her. Not this time, he told himself as he stood up and gathered her into his arms to crush her body to his. He covered her mouth with his own and as they parted, he shed his robe and quickly lifted the gown she wore over her head and threw it aside.
“You’ve been a bad girl, and Daddy’s going to punish you!” he said and slapped her painfully on her naked ass. Pepper cried out more in astonishment than pain. Her surprise came from the fact that Jim had never been anything but gentle with her and this was something entirely new and something she wasn’t at all sure she was going to like. She blinked as he took hold of her waist, turned her around suddenly and bent her over the desk. At first she thought he was merely going to fuck her dog fashion, and that was nothing new to their sessions, but as he forced her down on the desk top, she felt the head of his prick nudge her tight asshole and she realized what he was going to do.
“OH NO!’ she cried, “Not there! Please not there, Jim!”
He slapped her thigh and told her, “Don’t call me by my name, you ungrateful little cunt.”
And suddenly Pepper was caught up in the game again. She winced painfully as he shoved forward with his hips and his prick slid into the tight, velvet channel of her asshole. “Oh, Daddy… please… don’t fuck me there, you’ll hurt your little girl!” she pleaded with him.
Jim stopped momentarily. His passion and desire had carried him away, and he certainly did not want to hurt her in anyway. He eased his prick out a little bit, then moved it in her shitter more gently. Reaching around, he found her pussy wet and sopping and he began to stroke it gently as he shoved his prick deeper and deeper into her asshole.
Pepper swallowed as his cock shoved into her butt-hole. She had never allowed any man to do that with her, but as Jim played with her pussy and became more gentle, the first pain she had experienced seemed to subside and was replaced by a warm glow in her cunt. She felt a new sensation as his prick was shoved into her, and almost miraculously she began to derive a certain pleasure from the feeling in her ass. Then, as his fingers pinched her clit and his other hand found her tit, she began to moan and to move her ass against his thrusting cock. She caught her breath as he pulled his prick out of her bung until only the head remained, then shoved it deep again.
“Jesus!” she swore at it filled her butt and an intense rush of pleasure followed a small pain. “Yess… that… that’s so good… so good, Daddy… fuck me … fuck me in the ass!” she told him loudly as she shoved back to meet his next hard thrust up her asshole.
Jim was dizzy as his prick was sucked again into the girl’s tightly clasping asshole, and as he looked down at the back of her head, he envisioned Trish’s face contorted in passion as he fucked her obscenely from behind with his hands exploring her vibrant young body at will. Then Jim felt her hand over his as his finger moved in and out of her cunt.
“A little higher, Daddy… here, let me show you… “ she said and Jim felt her fingers move his aside and the girl began finger fucking herself. He glowed with the excitement of it and reached up to grab her other tit with his free hand. As he fucked in and out of her asshole, Jim had the deep desire to watch what she was doing to her twat. He reached over and turned on the gooseneck lamp on the corner of the desk, shone it towards her, then pulled her off the desk. Directly across from them, the door to the small dressing room stood open, on the back of the door was a full-length mirror and as Jim turned both their bodies that way, he could see clearly as her fingers stroked her cunt between her widely spread legs and below, he could see his own balls dangling between her legs. The entire scene was too much for him as he took hold of her naked hips and buried his prick into her hot asshole. She cried out and stiffened as she felt his prick swelling inside her and she realized he was about to come in her butt. She had no idea if it would hurt her, but as she fingered her cunt to a gigantic climax, she realized she really didn’t care, the center of her universe was that huge pistoning prick in her asshole, and she wondered why she had never wanted to get corn-holed before.
Jim felt himself coming and he felt his legs beginning to shake as the girl stiffened in his hands. “Oh, Jesus!” he cried, “I’m going to come, baby… I’m going to come in your asshole!”
“Yesssss!” Pepper answered him. “Do it, Daddy! Do it now! Come in me, shoot off in my asshole! Come inside me! I’m coming, too! I’m commmmming!”
Jim’s body was wrenched as his jizz boiled and his prick jerked in her tightly spasming asshole, and as she, too, reached her orgasm, her tightly clasping bung became even tighter and it felt as though she were milking his prick as it spurted forth great globs of cum into her bowels.
Bent forward, Pepper saw her own image in the full-length mirror. She felt his prick spurt inside her and she shuddered violently as it jerked again and again, and seemed to swell to new proportions as his cum splashed forth.
Finally, it had passed and Jim straightened slightly as his head cleared and his breathing returned to normal. Still bent forward, Pepper gasped for breath as she moaned softly. He stroked her silken hips and reached for her shoulders.
As she stood straight, he cupped her still heaving tits, fondled them gently and kissed the nape of her neck.
“Thank you, baby,” he whispered softly. “That was fantastic.”
Pepper moved forward and as she did, Jim’s prick was pulled out of her asshole.
It made a wet sound as it popped free and she twisted in his arms to kiss him softly.
“Thank you, Daddy. I… I’ve never done that before… it was kinda wild, she told him as his limp prick pushed against her matted pussy hair. “We’ll have to try that number again soon!”
Jim looked down at the girl’s lovely face, and though he had acted out his fantasy in full, he closed his eyes and saw his naked daughter Trish before him and he told her, “yes we will!”
Valerie drained her second glass of vodka and orange juice and shook her head as the film ended. She could not believe her eyes. It had been to totally obscene that she had grown weak watching it.
And the question prevalent in her mind was: Were the boys actually the woman’s son or had two young actors been hired to portray the parts?
She looked at Beth as she walked behind the bar; the woman mixed them both another drink, then remarked, “It’s certainly not one of ours!” A look of anger and frustration crossed her lovely face.
“Then where on earth did it come from?” Val questioned. “I mean, people just don’t leave things like this lying around – do they?”
“The kids… it’s got to be one of the kids!” Beth exclaimed and came around the bar to sit on the high-backed stool beside her neighbor. “Christ, Val, what am I going to do, should I tell Paul?”
“Now you don’t know for sure if it is the kids, or, for that matter, which one of them. If you want to wrongly accuse either of them… “
Beth nodded. She had always trusted her children, but as she thought about it, they were children no longer. Judy would be eighteen her next birthday and Tim, seventeen. Christ, when she was that age she… and she shook her head again to clear her thoughts. “I… I just don’t know.”
“Well, I’m for putting it back where you found it. Perhaps the guilty party will expose themselves and you’ll know more how to deal with the situation then.”
“Maybe you’re right,” Beth agreed and took a long swallow of the Vodka. She had no intention of getting loaded before noon, but the film had upset her so terribly that she just wanted to drown her thoughts on the matter. She felt a little tipsy and that damn film hadn’t helped matters much. Now, sitting here with lovely Val, her thoughts were jumbled and confused, she knew she had to take her mind off the film or she’d be upstairs soon, fucking herself to death with the twelve-inch dildo Paul had bought the year before.
Beth licked her lips and looked at Val as she sat there immersed in her own thoughts. She wore nothing but a thin robe and Beth could see the full outline of her lush tits where the shawl collar parted. She glanced down at the woman’s legs, crossed and naked, and a sudden twinge of desire went through her. If only Val wasn’t so damn naпve! She thought wistfully.
Val looked up and caught Beth staring at her legs. She drained her glass nervously and as she set it aside, she asked candidly, “Beth… do those pictures, this one, did it excite you… sexually, I mean?”
Beth felt a sudden flood of anxiety as the woman gave her the needed opening.
“Sure, it excited the hell out of me. I’d love to make it with two beautiful young boys like that. Wouldn’t you?”
Val felt her face flush as the woman answered honestly. “Uhh… I don’t know… “
“Come on,” Beth said huskily, laying her hand on Val’s bare thigh. “Don’t tell me that watching those three fuck and suck didn’t bother the hell out of you, Val!”
“Well… “Val admitted, “it was a little upsetting. I mean, you know what I mean!” She shook her head to clear her thoughts as the effects of the three drinks made themselves felt. “I suppose it was exciting,” she added as she looked down at her friend’s hand.
“And frustrating, too?”
“And our husband’s won’t be home until this evening, and even then, they’ll probably be tired…?” Beth said thickly as she slipped off the stool and ran her hand farther up Val’s smooth leg. “But we really don’t have to wait for them, honey… if you know what I mean.”
Val swallowed thickly and shook her head in confusion as she felt Beth’s hand stroke her leg beneath the hem of her robe. She looked down at Beth, then she saw her full boobs outlined beneath her thin gown and she felt a sudden desire to hold the other woman’s tits in her hands. She had never done that before, and she often wondered what pleasure a man derived from playing with a woman’s tits.
“I’m not sure of what you mean, Beth.”
“Then let me show you… “ the woman said and forced Val to uncross her legs. As she did, she took Val’s hand and she raised it to her own cunt. She held it there as she ran her other hand between her neighbor’s legs and she felt the light brush of her pussy hair. She was thrilled that Val wore no underwear beneath the robe, and as her fingers explored, she looked into Val’s eyes and read the fear and confusion there.
“It’s okay, sweetheart, you don’t have to be frightened. Just close your eyes and enjoy it. Let Beth do all the work.”
Val felt the woman’s tit under her palm and she could not resist squeezing the pliant flesh. As she did, she felt the nipple stiffen beneath her palm, then… then, she felt Beth’s fingers as they explored her cuntal area. She spread her legs as a sudden excitement rushed through her body and she swallowed with difficulty as Beth force her legs farther apart and she felt a flood of warmth to her crotch.
“Beth, I don’t know… we shouldn’t… I mean… “
Beth leaned forward and closed her mouth over Val’s. Val tried to pull back in shock, another woman had never kissed her like that. Her blondes neighbor’s mouth excited her like she had never known excitement. She submitted finally and accepted the other woman’s tongue into her mouth, then sighed deeply and recalled her thoughts that morning about her own daughters.
Val moved forward on the stool as she sucked Beth’s tongue into her mouth and her other hand found the woman’s gown and lifted it as she searched for that warm nest between her legs. Val felt a new thrill course through her body as the tips of her fingers encountered the thick growth of hair above Beth’s pussy. She cupped the woman’s twat and felt Beth spread her legs as her finger slid easily between the moist folds of cunt-flesh.
As their mouths parted, Val looked into the other woman’s eyes and told her, ‘The night of the party… this is what you were trying to tell me?”
Beth smiled as her friend recalled the incident to her. “God, Val, if you’d only known how badly I wanted you!” and she kissed her again passionately.
Val’s mind raced with thoughts of lesbianism and the taboos she had been taught as a younger woman. But they had been wrong! She knew this now as her body responded to the woman’s caresses and she felt her friend responding, too.
Breathlessly, she thought about her inner dialogue earlier in the day when she watched her husband eyeing their two daughters and fingering his prick at the table.
Val leaned back then and let her hands leave Beth’s body as the woman lowered herself between her legs. She watched in utter fascination as her blonde head moved up her thighs, and she spread them widely, sensing what Beth was going to do.
Val gapped her leg and felt her excitement rise as Beth’s mouth came in contact with her lewdly spread pussy. She caught her breath then as Beth’s tongue flicked out and laved her pussy-lips.
“Ohhh, Beth!” she said and clutched the woman’s head in her hands. “My God… how good… how beautiful!” and she squirmed on the leather stool as the woman opened he mouth fully and closed it around her moist cunt.
Closing her eyes and leaning back against the stool, Val held the image of the blonde head between her legs giving her pleasure she had never before thought possible from another woman. She felt herself rising to it and she knew that she was going to climax quickly. She could not hold back as the woman’s sucking mouth worked the inner folds of her pussy and her lips nibbled that erect piece of flesh high in the hooded folds. Val raised her legs then and held onto her knees as Beth fucked her tongue obscenely into her widespread cunt, the she shuddered as she felt herself coming.
“Yesss! Oh, Jesus, yes, Beth! Suck my cunt! Eat me! Oh, God… this is heaven!”
Beth felt the woman raise her legs and there was no doubt now that she was enjoying getting her pussy sucked as much as Beth was enjoying sucking it. She knew that Val was nearing an orgasm and the thought that she was going to make her friend come so quickly excited her all the more as the cunt beneath her mouth seemed to spasm and contract.
“Yessss… “ Val hissed as the first strong thrill went through her cunt.
“Yessss… go on… don’t stop… please, don’t stop now! I’m almost there! Suck me, Beth! Eat me! Suck my pussy! Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! Suck my pussy!” She wailed.
Beth buried her face in the woman’s cunt and felt the flood of juices in her mouth. Val’s legs shot out and she wrapped them around Beth’s shoulders as she was lifted nearly off the stool. The orgasm took her breath and she felt suddenly weak and fain as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced washed over her. It was so totally obscene and so absolutely forbidden, that Val was lost to the moment as her friend sucked and licked her to completion, the raised her cunt… wet face and looked at her with nothing but love in her eyes.
“Oh… “ Val said in a very small voice as Beth stood and took her in her arms.
“God… I never…”
Beth kissed her, took her from the stool and led her to the couch. As Val sat, she looked up at her friend and found her smiling down at her. Val lowered her gaze a bit and saw, too, that Beth had lifted the hem of her gown and was drawing the garment over her head. Then she stood there naked before her. Val swallowed thickly, licked her lips and closed her eyes as Beth moved forward slightly and took her face in her hands.
“Kiss if for me, Val. Suck my pussy they way I just sucked yours. Make me come … stick your tongue into my cunt and suck my clit. Do, Baby… suck me off!”
Val inhaled deeply, and as her nose touched Beth’s thick, blonde pussy bush, she realized that beyond her natural curiosity, she had always wanted, however secretly, to do this very thing with another woman. She had wanted to lap cunt!
Beth smiled down as her neighbor kissed her cunt and she realized that it was the first time Val had ever eaten, pussy. Her inexperience was evident, but as Val probed the depths of her cunt with her tongue, Beth realized, too, that it would not be long before she would be sucking pussy like she had been doing it all her life.
As her passion rose, Beth was totally unaware of her surroundings. She was aware only of the mouth on her pussy and the soft, warm hands that clutched at the fully rounded cheeks of her ass. She didn’t hear the upstairs door open, and neither did she hear the door of the basement as Ti opened it cautiously and stopped as he found the light on downstairs.
Tim had cut his first class in order to take the film to Craig, who had also cut his first class that morning and waited now for Tim to return the film. Tim had heard his mother tell his father she had several errands to run that morning and that she was going to leave the house early, but when he had come back home, he found her station wagon still in the garage. At first, he thought he could sneak into the house, retrieve the film and sneak out, but as he stood n the basement landing and listened, he realized his mother was downstairs… and that she was not alone!
Cautiously, he knelt down and the sight he found caused him to draw his breath sharply. There on the couch was Trish and Tina’s mother, stark naked, and standing before her was his own mother, naked, too!
He watched in an excited state of curiosity as Valerie buried her head between his mother’s legs. He could not believe what was taking place! She was licking his mother’s cunt! And from all appearances, his mother was enjoying it! A Flood of confusion rushed over the boy as he watched his mother pull away from Mrs. Carter, force her back down on the couch, then lie down with her. He shock was doubled when he saw her lower head to Mrs. Carter’s pussy as she stretched out atop the woman they began to eat each other’s twats!
Tim stumbled out of the house in shock. He couldn’t believe it – his own mother with Trish and Tina’s… they were… they were lesbians! Anger and confusion left him weak as he made his way to Craig’s house wondering what he could say to his friend. He knew that he must share this terrible thing with someone. He just couldn’t keep it bottled up inside him. As he reached Craig’s, he knew that he would have to confess to his friend, confess that he had fucked his own sister the night before and that he had just learned his mother was a lesbian!
As Craig opened the kitchen door to let him in, he looked at his friend and told him excitedly, “I… I couldn’t get the film, Craig. Mom was still home… she was with Mrs. Carter.”
Craig shrugged. “That’s okay, you can get it later.” He smiled as though he, too, had a secret. “It doesn’t matter. I talked to Mom this morning. She doesn’t mind if I look at the dirty movies.”
Tim heard him but he didn’t believe him and he questioned, “She knew about them?”
“Sure. And that’s not all wait’ll I tell you what happened last night!”
Surely, Tim thought, whatever it was, it couldn’t be as important as what he had to tell, but as Craig began to relate the happening of the night before with his own mother, Tim blinked and realized that his tale took a back seat to Craig’s story!