As Grant and Jimmy carried the furious, struggling social worker into the bedroom, Judy began to giggle, but Kay regarded things more seriously. "Grant," she said, "what are you up to? Hadn't you better let her go?"
"No way," said Grant. "If I let her go, she'll only call the police. I'm going to try to change her mind."
"Change her mind? How?" said Kay.
"You'll see, baby, you'll see." Grant grinned mysteriously as he and Jimmy laid Miss Brown down on the big bed.
"Now, see here," said Miss Brown, attempting to look dignified and stern. "I don't know what you have in mind, Mr. Thomas, but it won't work. I know my duty, and nothing will prevent me from carrying it out, so you might as well let me go now."
"Uh-uhn," said Grant, "not a chance. We're not going to let you take the kids away from us. They're happy here, and we just want you to see how happy." He exchanged knowing looks with the twins. "Jimmy, show Miss Brown how well you get along with your aunt. Show us what you like to do best."
Winking at Grant, Jimmy hurried over to sit beside Kay and began playing with her mountainous white tits. Kay blushed but managed to keep smiling; she had decided to let Grant handle the situation. Miss Brown gawked at the boy's small hands as they played eagerly over his aunt's enormous quivering breasts.
"There, now," said Grant, "see how happy the boy is, Miss Brown? Did you ever see more perfect rapport between mother and child?"
Miss Brown looked like a beached fish, puffing out her thin cheeks and gasping in an attempt to speak. "You certainly have your nerve," she said finally, "flaunting your wickedness like that. But I am not amused."
"I bet you would be," said Grant, "if somebody were doing that to you. Just let me show you how much fun it is."
Jimmy reluctantly released Kay's breasts in order to help his uncle, holding Miss Brown still while Grant unbuttoned her blouse. For a moment they all thought Miss Brown would faint. "How dare you?" she said, panting and flushing deeply. "Take your hands off me, you depraved monster. Stop that at once."
Grant paid no attention to her angry protests. Off came the blouse, then her bra. The sight was disappointing for everybody but Judy, who was glad to see a grown woman with tits as small as her own. Miss Brown's tiny breasts were no bigger than tangerines and had tiny brown nipples. Miss Brown felt horribly ashamed and embarrassed. In high school she had worn padded bras to hide her deficiency, but lately she had tried to convince herself that she didn't really care. Now, glancing from her own tiny bosom to Kay's enormous swaying jugs, she found that she cared very much. She closed her eyes and tried to stifle her furious blushing.
Not wishing to anger her, no one said anything about the size of her breasts. Grant placed his big hot hands on the tiny globes and began to squeeze and caress them, rubbing the little brown nipples with his thumbs.
"Now, isn't that fun, Miss Brown?" he said.
"She doesn't seem to go for that," said Jimmy.
"She's gotta be crazy," said Judy.
"All right, Miss Brown," said Grant, "I see that this doesn't exactly thrill you, but I bet I know something that will. Jimmy, hold her."
Again Jimmy pinned Miss Brown to the bed, while Grant stripped off the rest of her clothes. For good measure he also removed her rimless glasses. This made Miss Brown look younger but did not especially add to her charm. She was a very thin woman, with a body almost as delicate and child-like as Judy's. Her belly was perfectly flat, her hips boyishly thin, and her tiny dark patch of pubic hair seemed no more than a wispy shadow between her thighs. Again, no one remarked on her lack of voluptuousness, but Miss Brown, knowing perfectly well how scrawny she must look next to Kay, felt utterly humiliated.
"Now, Miss Brown, watch this," said Grant. "Here's something I know you'll enjoy."
Miss Brown opened her eyes reluctantly. She really didn't want to watch any more of their perverted goings-on, but she felt it was her duty to observe everything carefully so she could report it to the police later.
"Jimmy," said Grant, "eat Kay's pussy."
"GRANT," said Kay, blushing furiously. "Please, I'd be so embarrassed."
"Not for long," said Grant, leering at her. "Go ahead, Jimmy. Show Miss Brown how it's done."
Miss Brown was treated to another demonstration of sexual practices she'd never experienced before. She had read about foreplay, of course, but Ralph never did anything like that to her. She suspected he was too shy or inexperienced, and certainly she was too repressed to discuss the matter. To her annoyance, she found herself fascinated as Jimmy scrambled across the bed to kneel between his aunt's legs. She simply couldn't take her eyes away.
Kay was blushing but submissive. She lay back on the bed, her huge white tits softening gently against her chest, and opened her legs wide for her freckle-faced nephew. Jimmy eagerly dived between them, rubbing his face affectionately in her fragrant golden muff. Miss Brown saw him part the furry lips to uncover Kay's bright red twitching clit, a gleaming little nub of flesh. His wet tongue darted out and tickled the tiny moist button. Kay gasped, and everyone saw a thin trickle of cream issuing from her dark slitted cunt mouth. Then her little red clit was hidden as the eager boy planted his mouth on it and began to suck it noisily. No one could see just what he was doing, but they could certainly see the effect on Kay. Her eyelids fluttered feverishly, her body flushed a mottled rose, and she began to groan huskily, arching her pussy sharply up to the boy's busy mouth as if to feed him her sensitive clit. Jimmy sucked faster, and faster.
"Oh, my God, darling," said Kay, "that's marvelous. It feels wonderful, please don't stop. Aaahhh, yeeesss…"
"Oh, darling, you're going to make me cum," Kay said, shoving her hungry pussy urgently into Jimmy's face. "Stick your tongue in my cunt, Jimmy, like you did before."
Miss Brown blushed hotly at Kay's lewd words, but at the same time her cunt creamed hotly in sympathy with the other woman's needs. To have a man stick his tongue in your cunt – my God, it would feel marvelous. She wished she had the nerve to ask Ralph to do that. Her eyes widened as she watched young Jimmy insert his pink tongue into his aunt's furiously creaming hole, watched that little tongue snake up inside her and disappear.
"Aahhh, God," cried Kay. Her eyes rolled wildly, and she opened her legs as wide as she could, permitting Jimmy to thrust his tongue in her all the way to its roots. He began to tongue-fuck her swiftly and noisily, and Kay went wild, throwing her long legs high in the air, screeching uninhibitedly as a violent orgasm rocked her body. Miss Brown trembled with envy. No man would ever do that to her. It was always the beautiful girls, like Kay, who had all the fun in bed, all the best lovers. Miss Brown would have to content herself with unimaginative Ralph, who only knew how to climb on, cum, and climb off, and she supposed she was lucky even to have him.
"Pretty exciting, huh, Miss Brown?" said Grant, leering at her. "Looks like it'd be fun to do, doesn't it?"
True to form, Miss Brown glared at him, her face assuming a pinched, cold look. Inwardly she quivered with excitement and unfulfilled need. She would give anything to have the kind of lovemaking Kay had just had, but she'd die if she had to do it in front of an audience.
"Gee, Uncle Grant, I don't think your charm is working," said Judy. "She looks like she'd rather suck a lemon."
"I'd rather suck a lemon than screw her," Jimmy, eying the skinny spinster with distaste.
"Now, now, children," said Grant, "Where are your manners? Miss Brown may have hidden talents we don't even know about. I'm going to find out. Hold her shoulders, Jimmy. Don't let her move away."
Too late, Miss Brown tried to wriggle off the bed. Jimmy held her down, and she realized just what Grant meant. Oh, my God, he was going to do it to her – and it would take all her will-power to hide her excitement. She just couldn't give herself away in front of these awful people. She set her face in its usual sour expression as Grant parted her legs.
"You'll be sorry for this," she said. "It will be just one more charge against you when I go to the police. I warn you, nothing will change my mind."
"We'll see about that, sweetheart," said Grant. "If you're any kind of woman, this will change your mind all right. If this doesn't do the trick, then I give up."
His last remark strengthened her resolve. All she had to do was remain cool and impassive, show no sign of enjoyment, and he'd let her go. She stiffened her body as he dipped his head between her thighs.
Grant felt her tiny clit slowly stiffening and moistening under his busy tongue. He glanced up at her face and saw that she was doing her best not to display any arousal – but her clit told him another story. He grinned to himself, then planted his mouth firmly around her little stiff shaft and began to suck it, applying slow delicious pressure and tonguing the ultra-sensitive tip.
"Uhhh," said Miss Brown, blushing deeply. She hadn't been able to suppress that sudden exclamation of profound pleasure, and she prayed her audience would mistake it for a yelp of disgust. Grant wasn't fooled, however. Even as she cried out, a hot burst of cream spat from her cunt to wet his chin. I've got her, he thought, the old bitch is getting turned on.
He quickly followed up his advantage, sucking her trembling little clit furiously, loudly. At the same time his fingers fumbled between her legs, and he snaked his stiff forefinger into her small boiling vagina and began to work it in and out like a miniature penis. The walls of her cunt responded at once, squeezing his finger hungrily and boiling out rivers of cream. Not content with this, Grant used another finger to rim her small clenched anal mouth, mischievously slipping his finger tip inside and repeating the stiff cock-like motion he was using on her cunt.
"Ooohhh," said Miss Brown, clenching her teeth to stifle further cries. It took all her energy to do this. More than anything she wanted to let herself go completely, to howl her pleasure, to cum. With Grant's expert mouth sucking juicily on her clit, with his fingers pumping deliciously in her cunt and anus, she felt so powerfully horny that she was in danger of forgetting where she was, of forgetting her duties entirely. Never in her life had she wanted so badly to cum – yet to cum would be to admit defeat, to give in to these terrible people and their depraved way of life. She must resist, she simply must…
Kay, Judy, and Jimmy watched the scene breathlessly, praying that Grant's plan would work. If they could just get the prim social worker turned on, get her to participate in the group fun, then she would have nothing to tell the police, because she would be as guilty as anyone else. Everything depended on Grant. He had to shatter her defenses, break her resistance to pleasure. Obviously he was doing his best, sucking her clit furiously and probing her cunt and anus expertly. But what about Miss Brown? It was really hard to tell what she was feeling. She was blushing as deeply as ever, but there was no way of telling whether it signified arousal or disgust. Her teeth were clenched, her eyes tightly shut, her breath coming in loud gasps – but whether this represented passion or horror, they couldn't tell.
Grant's face and fingers were drenched with her sticky cream. He alone realized how close she was to cumming. He knew that if he let her down from this peak, she might be able to collect herself again, and he might not get another chance like this. Now was the time to make his final effort, to take the last gamble. Fortunately he was ready. The excitement of overcoming her resistance had given him another powerful erection. He would much rather have stuck his rigid cock in Judy's tiny cunt or in Kay's wonderfully hot, experienced hole – but anything for the cause.
Miss Brown opened her eyes and gawked in horror at the size of Grant's great white cock. She'd thought it was exceptionally large when she'd seen it limp, but this eight-inch hugely thick penis was entirely beyond her expectations. She felt the engorged head snuggling into the wet mouth of her vagina, stretching her cuntal lips almost to bursting.
"NO," she said, "this is outrageous. I won't have it. I… OOOHHH!"
Grant rammed his swollen meat all the way to her womb. She was tight but exceptionally wet, and he had no trouble completely impaling her on his long rigid pole. Everyone watched breathlessly. For a moment there was absolute silence as the unbelieving Miss Brown gawked between her legs. Her eyes widened hugely as she saw Grant's hairy swollen balls resting right against the mouth of her vagina. She felt his enormous hot cock inside her, stuffing her almost breathless, the oozing tip nestling against her womb. In her lonely fantasies she had often dreamed of a cock like this, but she'd never expected to encounter one in real life. "Oh, my God," she said dizzily, "my God."
Grant didn't give her any more time to think about it. He began to fuck her, holding her hips to thwart any resistance, moving his incredibly long pale prick slowly but strongly in and out of her. Jimmy let go of her shoulders, and Miss Brown sat up and stared at Grant's steadily probing cock as if she still couldn't believe it was in her. She saw it disappear up her cunt and then emerge again, slick and shining with her cream. Slowly her shock dissolved, and she became aware of how intensely good it felt to be reamed and screwed by that gigantic dick. With every deep thrust, her whole pelvis seemed to boil and melt. Why did it feel so marvelous, when Ralph's cock did nothing at all for her? She knew she should scream in indignation, slap the man's face, fight loose of his penetration – but she couldn't. She needed it too badly. She was lost.
To everyone's delight, Miss Brown suddenly flopped onto her back and spread her thin legs very wide, opening herself to Grant completely. Her homely face stretched in a broad sensual grin, and her eyes rolled back in her head. They could see her thick vaginal cream oozing out steadily to bathe Grant's busy cock. From her throat came a husky, gurgling noise.
"That's right, Miss Brown," Grant said mischievously, "just lie back and enjoy it. Feels great, doesn't it?"
Miss Brown's only reply was another hoarse gurgle.
Grant increased the speed and force of his fucking. "Even better, right, Miss Brown? How about this?" He began to work his thick swollen meat very fast in her cunt, and the noise grew loud and squishy.
"Uuhhh," said Miss Brown, grinning crazily.
"Come on, Miss Brown," Grant said, "you're an educated woman, you can be more precise than that. Tell us how it feels."
She couldn't help herself. The long-repressed words rushed from her lips in an insane babble. "Love it… So good… Fuck the, oh, God, yes, fuck me…"
Grant grinned at the others, who flashed him looks of relief and admiration. Seeing that the harder he balled her, the more she liked it, he began to screw Miss Brown mercilessly, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her ass. Responding passionately, she threw her legs around his neck and pulled him down onto her writhing body. She then locked her legs around his ass and dug her heels sharply into him, forcing his cock deeply into her cunt till it butted her womb.
"Give it to me," said Miss Brown, "fuck me, hard, hard, oh, oh, aaaggghhh!"
"Well, Miss Brown," he said, "welcome to our happy home."
Miss Brown blushed furiously and buried her face in the pillow. Grant gave her a friendly slap on the ass.
"Why, Uncle Grant," said Judy, staring at his stiff-standing cock, "you didn't cum."
"I know baby," he said, reaching for her, "I was saving it for you."
"Super," said Judy.
In the Thomas' back yard, Toro, the big German shepherd, whined plaintively. He missed his master and didn't like being tied up in a strange yard. He had hoped Jimmy would play with him, but the boy had left him and returned to the house. Toro's sensitive ears picked up giggles and groans and other strange sounds from the house. He wanted to join the fun, and he tugged desperately at the rope which held him, to no avail. Presently his struggle became even more desperate. Judy had left the patio door slightly open, and Toro began to pick up the sharp scent of sex. Although it was a human, not a canine, smell, it was sufficient to arouse the dog powerfully and to awaken his deep rutting instincts. Toro tugged violently at the rope, his hair standing on end. He had to find the source of that exciting odor.
Tied fast to a tree, Toro at last understood that no amount of tugging would free him. Patiently he took the rope in his mouth and began to gnaw on it. In a few minutes he was loose, with only a short, frayed piece of rope dangling from his collar. The big dog bounded to the patio door, only to find the entrance too narrow for him. Whimpering and panting, he pawed it open a little more, wriggled through, and raced for the master bedroom. His keen sense of smell told him that this was the place.
On the crowded bed Grant and Judy were the center of attention. The pretty little teenager was on her hands and knees, grinning ecstatically, while her uncle knelt behind her, working his huge rigid white cock in and out of her tiny cunt. Miss Brown peeked shyly from the pillow to watch, uttering not a word of protest, while Jimmy and Kay observed the action with mounting horniness.
At last Kay couldn't stand it another moment. She, too, got on her hands and knees, presenting her furiously creaming cunt to her young nephew. "Quick, Jimmy," she said, "stick it in me."
He never got there. He was just starting to move towards his aunt, when a large shaggy grey shape flew through the air and landed right on Kay's back. She let out a yelp of surprise, and everyone else gawked to see her suddenly covered by Toro's wriggling furry body.
"What the hell?" said Grant. "What's Toro doing here?"
"Oh, damnit, I forgot to tell you," said Kay, trying to wriggle out from under the big dog. "Sam had to leave him with us. He… Oh, my God! Help me! He's trying to fuck me!"