Valerie and Mona sat Indian fashion on the floor looking fondly at their respective daughters, kneeling before their respective sons, joyously sucking their respective cocks.
"If someone had told me yesterday that tonight I'd be sitting stark naked in a strange house, playing with my pussy while I watched my daughter suck my son's cock, I would have called the loony wagon and had them committed," Mona said with a laugh.
"And if they had told you that the hostess of this house would be sitting beside you, doing the same thing, and thoroughly enjoying it, would that have helped?" Valerie asked.
"Helped? Hell no," Mona replied, still laughing, "I would have climbed in the wagon with them, because I figure that I would have had to be crazy. Like I already told you, I really thought that Dicky and Gina were fucking each other a long time ago, but I didn't want to see it. The way I was raised, I thought it was the most natural thing in the world for brothers to fuck their sisters, but parents weren't supposed to know about it."
"I felt the same way about Steve and Bev," Valerie admitted; "of course I knew they were fucking, and I was secretly, enviously happy for them. Still I was brainwashed enough to keep telling myself that they weren't doing anything that Steve had too many older, outside girls to even think of fucking his sister. Now that I've actually seen them joined them gotten Stevey's fabulous steel-hard young cock in my own cunt, I don't need anything else to keep me deliriously happy for the rest of my life."
"We're forgetting our husbands again," Mona said. "The boys were supposed to have figured something out to get them in on this, but we've kept them so busy that they haven't had time to think,"
"We'll just have to figure something out for ourselves," Valerie said. "If Cleveland and Marcus were still friends, it would be no problem. We could start out by just having a little private party between the four of us, and with me working on Marcus, and you working on Cleveland, we could blow their nuts as well as their minds. From there it would be just a matter of letting them find out what the kids are doing, and what we are doing with them."
"It won't work," Mona said sadly. "Marcus thinks that swingers are sick, and that incest is worse than murder. What ever happened between those two, anyway? When they first got together several years ago all Marcus could talk about was what a great guy Cleveland Martingale was, and how the two of them were going to make a killing get richer than all shit. Then suddenly it was 'don't mention that bastard's name in my presence again' do you know what happened?"
"No idea whatever," Val replied. "Cleveland has never been one to discuss business with me, and I can't remember his ever even mentioning Marcus's name. It was just this weekend that I first heard about that dirty money whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. Do you think I could seduce Marcus on my own? The way you describe him and his lovely, huge cock, I sure as hell would like to give it a try."
"I don't know I just don't know," Mona said, "he's so damned straight-laced in many respects. I know he's fucking other women, because he comes home with lipstick and cum stains in the most strange places. But I don't worry about that, I just try to keep him fucked silly whenever I can get him between my thighs. What I think is, we should just cool it for a while, we've got such a beautiful thing going with our kids, why spoil it by trying to pull our men in when obviously neither one of them is ready?"
"I guess you're right," Valerie agreed, "but we will tell them that we are Mends that Stevey brought his best friend, Dick, home from college with him, and both our girls fell in love with our boys on sight, and that you and I have also become great friends."
"That's it that's the ticket," Mona cried, "Marcus will be so happy that Dick has found somebody to fuck other than his sister that he'll just love Beverly. And we can all be in and out of each other's house, day or night, with no sweat."
"Did you hear that, darlings?" Val asked, looking up into Steve's and Dick's faces. "What do you think?"
Neither of them could answer, because both of them were right on the verge of coming.
"Ohhhh, goddamn suck it, sis s-suck that cock," Steve groaned achingly. "Goddamn girl, you've always s-sucked cock good, b-but Jeezus fuck goddamn you've improved overnight suck it baby suck it all out I I'm c-cc-comnmmimmmmrninnnnnnng!"
"My cock is all the way down your fucking throat, Gina," Dick cried, "goddamn, girl, where did you learn to s-suck cock like this it's so good so goddamn good ohhhhh you sweet cocksucking bitch here it comes drink it now drink every drop of your big brother's hot cummmmmm!"
After both cocks were drained of the last droplet of thick, spurting jism, Bev and Gina reluctantly let them slip out of their mouths. Turning to kiss each other, they spit cum into each other's mouths until it was thoroughly mixed, then they swallowed the mixture in throat-bobbing gulps.
"Did you hear our plan, darlings?" Val repeated the question as soon as the young men's breathing had coasted back to normal. "What do you think"
"We heard your plan, and it sucks," Steve answered bluntly, but smiling.
"It s-sucks? Wh-what do you mean?" Mona asked, puzzled. "I think it's a splendid idea. I don't know Cleveland, but I know Marcus, and there is no way we could get him in on this, so we'll just have to make do with what we've got."
"You know that Marcus is fucking on the side, don't you?" Steve asked.
"Know? Well-uhhh-y-yes yes, I know he's fucking other women why?"
"Not other women girls," Steve corrected, "and so is dad, young girls from fourteen to eighteen, nothing older. And they are not enemies, they're the best of friends they usually fuck together."
"How do you know this?" Valerie asked.
"We had them checked out," Dick broke in. "As soon as we started talking about pulling this caper, I hired a private detective from here to put them both under twenty-four-hour surveillance. Those two motherfuckers are fucking damned near as much as Steve and me."
"And dig this," Steve added. "Marcus always picks brunettes, and Cleve invariably picks a blonde. What does that mean to you?"
"What difference does it make?" Valerie asked, "I'm blonde, Mona's brunette I guess that's their preference."
"You're not catching on," Steve said. "I know that dad has always fucked you nights, but whether you realize it or not, you started getting fucked in the middle of the day and other odd times right after Bev and I started fucking. Tell her why, Bev."
"It was Steve's idea," Beverly said with an irrepressible giggle. "Dad was home more back then, and we caught hell trying to get a chance to fuck. I walked around naked constantly, just to keep Steve's cock hot and hard, but when dad was around, I'd dress so he wouldn't suspect anything."
"Anyway, one day Steve told me not to get dressed when he heard dad drive up. He told me to sit with my legs open so daddy could see all of my pussy not just the hair. So I pretended to be reading when daddy came in. I had one leg up on the couch, swinging it in and out, and would you believe it, he sat right where he could look into my cunt. He got a hard-on that damn near busted out of his pants, and… "
"I remember that," Valerie interrupted excitedly, "I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Cleveland came in, grabbed me, and drug me off to the nearest bedroom he had never done that before when you kids were around dinner was ruined, burnt to a crisp, but it was worth it that man fucked the holy shit out of me that day."
"And your son did the same thing to me," Beverly giggled. "We fucked right there in the family room, as though we were alone in the house. You two would have heard me yelling if you hadn't been screaming so loud yourself, mom."
"You little bastards," Valerie laughed, "and there I was thinking it was my fabulous, sex-oozing bod that was driving him up the wall I should have known. Before then, the only reason he wouldn't fuck me before when you kids were around was because I make so much noise when he makes me come. After that day, though, it seemed that the only time he chose to fuck me into a fit of the screaming mimies was precisely when you two were at home together."
"I guess you noticed, too, that he was at home a hell of a lot more often after he really got a good look at my pussy that first time," Bev said, still laughing. "I sure as hell noticed it."
"You're right all summer long, while Steve was here. Then when Steve went back to school in the fall, he started making himself scarce again."
"I had a routine all worked out," Beverly said, "on those days when daddy came home first, I wouldn't let him get a good look until it was just about time for Steve to come home. I'd tease the shit out of him, though. I’d spread my legs, but I'd always drop my hand over my cunt at the same time, and he'd go out of his gourd waiting and watching for me to move that hand. Only when Steve walked in would I lift my hand and let him get a clear shot right into my juicy hole. Inside of five minutes I'd hear you screaming bloody murder, while Stevey got me ready with some tongue action."
"Well I guess I owe you two thanks for some of the best fucks of my life," Valerie said, "not to mention the sucks, and oh, the ass-fuckings he would sometimes give me. Nobody loves it up the ass any more than I do, and once in a while he'd come in with asshole on hi amp; mind, push me over on my knees, lick, suck, and spit in it until it was all loose and juicy, then try his damndest to drive that meat pole of his out of my mouth. Those were the best fucks of all."
"You should have told me," Beverly grinned, "and he would have cornholed you every time. That was part of my routine. Sometimes it would take him too long to get enough of looking at my cunt, and I'd have to take drastic action to get him out of the room so Stevey and I could fuck.
"I'd begin by looking for something a hairpin, pencil anything that might have rolled under the couch. I'd get down on my hands and knees, hike my ass as high as it would go, and lay my face flat on the floor as I looked and reached under the couch. The way I would kneel, my asscheeks were naturally spread apart, and I knew he could see right into the hole. Just in case he might be actually reading that magazine that he'd have spread open on his lap, though, I'd slap my ass, as though an insect had bitten me. Then I'd scratch it, always ending up scratching my asshole. Sometimes I'd even stick my finger a little ways up my asshole, and it never failed. When I'd start to get up, he'd be up out of his chair, and dashing out of the room before I could get turned around."
"Oh my God, this talk is getting me hot again," Mona sighed. "You were wrong, Val, somebody loves it up the ass more than you do namely, me. I can't get enough, and nobody can fill my asshole more sweetly and completely than Marcus, with his wrist-thick, arm-long cock. No matter how much I love what we've found here together, I'm still afraid I don't want to do anything to jeopardize what I'm getting from my man. I just can't believe that he'll go for what we're doing."
"You haven't been listening, mom," Dick mildly chided Mona. "I have often silently accused you of having your brains up your ass, and you're beginning to make me think that I wasn't too far off base. What this whole discussion was designed to prove was that both Cleveland and Marcus are turned on by teenaged pussy in general, and by their respective daughters in particular. Now all we've got to do is come up with a way to get fucking their daughters out of their minds, and into their nuts and cocks where it belongs."
"But Marc would never fuck Gina," Mona insisted, "never. If Gina walked around naked in front of him, showing him her cunt and asshole, he'd take a belt to her. You know yourself that none of us walks around naked not even me when he is around."
"I'm afraid the same goes for Cleve," Valerie said. "He wouldn't take a belt to Bev, but he might as well, because all she'll ever succeed in doing is getting him hot for me which is just fine, mind you, but getting us no closer to a solution."
"What would you have done had I simply said to you, 'Come on, mom, let's fuck?'" Steve asked.
"Uhhh I I don't know," Valerie answered truthfully. "I've asked myself that same question a thousand times. I knew I wanted to fuck you, but at the same time, I knew I couldn't do you understand? I would have been standing there with my cunt twitching and steaming for your cock, while trying to talk you out of it, playing outraged, or shocked, or or breaking into tears, or something."
"What if I had simply pushed you over, or caught you in bed maybe, asleep and fucked you without asking?"
"Well, you're stronger than I am," Valerie giggled nervously, "and I certainly couldn't have stopped you. And now that I know how good you fuck, I would have had to fuck you back and and I would have come like a fourth of July sky rocket. But I'm sure that I would have still cried a lot-and told you that if it ever happened again that I'd tell your father and I would have been miserable with the guilties but I'd probably have let you catch me just like that again and again."
"So the way we handled this was just right right?"
"Oh, absolutely completely it couldn't have been handled better. I didn't have to feel guilty, because I was forced I was protecting my own, as well as my children's lives. And when Dick made you fuck me, I could have kissed him. It was better than I ever dreamed it could be better than it could have possibly been under any other circumstances."
"You did it just right with me, too," Mona said. "I think if Dick had asked me, I would have fucked him, but I sure as hell would have kept it our little secret. And I'm so cock-hungry that I know I couldn't have kept from fucking the deal up by trying to get to him even when Marc would be around, so it would have been a fucked-up situation all around.
"The way you people handled it was just perfect, though. I really thought Dicky's life was in danger I thought that you were crazy, Steve insane, and I would have done anything you asked me anything."
"Me too," Gina said. "I thought you were just plain crazy, but I was still hoping that you would rape me praying that it was my pussy that you wanted. I swore to myself that if I got your handsome ass locked between my thighs, I'd fuck some sense into your head. I had never sucked pussy before in my life, but I sucked my ass off, hoping it would make you hot enough to put down that gun and fuck me. Didn't I do a good job for a beginner, Val?"
"You were wonderful, darling," Val concurred, "couldn't have been better. I only hope that you won't have to have a pistol held on you to make you do it again and again."
"Don't worry, I'm hooked," Gina said. "When our men are away at school or work, or even out chasing some other cunts, I intend to keep all three of you coming with my tongue. I love it love it."
"So that's our answer," Steve said. "All we've got to do now is fix it so dad and Marc can fuck Gina and Bev without feeling guilty, or having to go through the trauma of breaking down over forty years of brainwashing and inhibitions by having to go the normal seduction route."
"Couldn't you do them like you did us?" Mona suggested, "hold guns on them, and make them fuck their daughters? Steve could do it to Marc, and Dick could force Cleveland."
"Aww, mom, you know dad better than that," Dick said. "His manhood would never allow him to back off from a gun. He'd either make Steve kill him, or take the gun away from him, and beat the piss out of him with it."
"What are we going to do then?" Valerie asked. "I want this thing solved now tonight. I don't want to have to start out by lying and sneaking, and getting to our kids only when Cleveland is not around. For years now, I've-, fantasized Cleveland and Stevey both fucking me at the same time, and we've just got to do something to make that fantasy a reality."
"I think I've got it," Steve said, rising to walk over to the bed and lie down with his cock standing straight up in the air. "Of course I’ll have to work out the details, but I think better while I'm fucking and trying not to come too fast."
The other three jumped up and joined Steve on the bed. Dick lay on his back beside Steve, and his cock stood just as tall. The two older women outdistanced their daughters, and Mona hopped astraddle her son's cock, while Valerie fitted Steve's quivering tool into her female furnace. Gina sat lightly on Steve's face, and gently rolled her hips as his tongue dug into her hole, and lapped its way up her gash toward her clit. Beverly imitated her future sister-in-law by squatting over Dick's face, with her open cunt pressed flat against his seeking, sucking lips.
"Let's all get one more nut at least," Steve said before his mouth was sealed with Gina's cunt, "then I'll run my idea past you guys, and see what you think."