She closed her eyes. The worst that could happen had. She didn't have to look to know it was Ted, she didn't have to see the expression that must be on his face right now.
PJ froze, her tongue halfway in Maggie's cunt. Slowly, very slowly, she turned around to stare back at her brother-in-law, her cute teenage face scarlet with embarrassment.
Ted ignored the younger girl and he advanced angrily upon his wife. Maggie set her teeth and awaited his outburst.
"Maggie! What the hell is going, on here? Are you so much of a slut that you have to teach your sister to be one too?" His fury bubbled and seethed inside him. Part of it, he knew was honest outrage at what he had just seen but, disquietingly, a goodly proportion was composed of self-hatred for what he end Cam had done outside. Catching Maggie at her dirty work gave him a vent for that inner revulsion with himself. Logically it was all wrong, but logic formed no part of Ted at that moment.
PJ spoke up in a thin voice. "Don't blame Maggie, please! I started it!"
Maggie shrugged. "My baby sister is a lesbian," she said. "A guy dumped on her. Why don't you keep on screaming, Ted, and prove to her what bastards men can be?"
Ted pounded his fist on his thigh, gritting his teeth. His eyes flashed from one naked sister to the other and he didn't miss anything on the way. PJ WAS just as cute as Maggie, he decided as she sat nervously, trying to cover her little tits and her hairy cunt with her arms.
"Look," Maggie said, "I think it's time we get this into the open. PJ, honey, Ted and I have been involved in swinging. Does that mean anything to you?"
"Sure," the girl giggled. "Wife swapping. That's big over in Tarzana. They toss their house keys into a hat and each guy draws one. He goes home with whichever wife lives there and they spend the night together."
"I think we should have gone to the Smokies after all," Maggie observed with a twinkle in her eye. "Anyway, Ted and I were afraid we'd gotten in above our heads. So we took a vacation, you know? To get away from Dawson and the crowd we'd been swinging with? We wanted to get our heads together. That's why he was so angry when be found us. He's been honest and faithful, but as far as he's concerned. I haven't."
"I understand," PJ nodded, and the innocence of her face pained Ted. He wanted to tell Maggie that he hadn't been faithful either, but how could he tell his wife that he had fucked her mother only a couple of hours ago? And in front of PJ? Never! He kept his silence but the unformed words were acid in his mouth.
"Now," Maggie went on, "I think it's time for your education to be carried one step further. Ted, get undressed. I want you to make love to PJ. Be gentle with her, because she's gentle and sweet and innocent."
"NO!" her sister squealed. "I don't want to!"
"You need it," Maggie insisted. "You may think you're an eighteen-year-old dyke, but I'm not so sure. That guy did you dirty and you think all men are like that. Well, they're not. Ted is as sweet and sexy as they come. Make it with him – just once, for me – and then tell me whether you still want to be a lesbian. Come on, baby sister. It won't kill you. Okay?" she finished, punctuating the question with a soft kiss on PJ's lips.
"Maggie," Ted began.
PJ looked up at him wet-eye. "All right," she said in a weak voice. "I'll do it for you, Maggie."
"This is crazy, Maggie," Ted protested. "I think you've lost your Goddamned mind."
"Don't you worry about my Goddamned mind!" she shot back furiously, her arm cuddling PJ's shoulders. "PJ's the one making the sacrifice. She doesn't really want to do it – she's afraid of guys. But she shouldn't be! Ted, if you won't try to help her test all the options, you mustn't be very much of a man."
That stung him. He began to undress. When he was naked Maggie signaled him onto the bed and he came cautiously.
"Now, look here," Maggie told her sister.
"Touch his cock. Hold it in your hands. It's not an enemy. It can be a girl's best friend, in fact."
Shivering, PJ did as her older sister instructed. She took Ted's cock in a hesitant grip, holding it between the tips of thumb and middle finger, staring at it curiously. By the time she let go it had begun to stiffen.
"Down on your back, Ted," Maggie requested, and he did so without a word of protest. She grabbed his cock roughly and squeezed it, smiling as it grew thicker and harder. "Have you ever done thin?" Maggie asked just before she opened her mouth and sucked his cock inside.
PJ watched, big-eyed, nodding. "A little bit," she confessed. Maggie raised her head and motioned for the girl to try it one more time. Steeling herself to the task PJ leaned across Ted's legs, taking hold of his prick. She looked at it for a moment and her tongue slipped out to roll across the big red knob. A sheepish smile toward her sister and PJ too was sucking led, his cockhead firmly inside her warm young mouth. She held him there, without much enthusiasm at first, but Ted could feel her saliva beginning to flaw with each additional moment his cock pressed against her tongue.
"Okay," Maggie commanded from her vantage point. "Now, lie down beside him and get acquainted." PJ's reluctance was depleting along with Ted's patience, but she went where she was told and Ted didn't hold back as she began to kiss him softly on the face. His hand slipped down to cup her little tit, fingers tugging casually at her fat nipple and she hummed into his mouth as they used.
Even Maggie could tell that PJ was warming up by now, and Ted had to admit that it wasn't so bad as it might have been. She was a desperate sort of kisser, she smacked and tongued at his face as conscientiously as if she were being graded on her performance, and he could feel her cupped titty hardening in his hand. The little nipple tip was already burning against his palm and, when she scooted closer, he could feel moisture dampening her cunt hair.
He slid his other hand down her thigh, rubbing the warm, slick flesh, and he drew her leg across his middle, so that the back of her knee softly grazed the spear of his prick. She seemed to shudder at the touch but she didn't pull away and, within another moment or two, she was pulling her body atop his.
"Good, good," Maggie enthused. If her hunch was right, PJ would turn out to be as bisexual as her big sister. If the instinct was wrong, this could be traumatic for the young girl, but Maggie was certain she wasn't wrong. PJ at least seemed to be growing more eager as each moment skidded by, and Ted was proving himself no slouch either. His hands were on her back now, cupping the slim, rounded cheeks of PJ's ass, fingertips poking into the crack with the great delicacy to twine themselves among the short dark hairs that lurked there.
Ted moved his body and PJ slid off. He touched her and she went onto her back, knees up and apart. Quickly he bent down to kiss her mouth once again, and then his lips moved down across her chest. One nipple after another knew his suckling caress, and his tongue laved the areolas skillfully. Maggie touched her own tits as she saw Ted working up her sister. It seemed that she could feel his tonguing touch upon her own body right now. And PJ was smiling, stroking Ted's back as he mouth-glided aver her tummy. Yes, Maggie thought, she was right.
"How does it feel, baby?" Maggie asked.
"Oh, Maggie! I don't know!"
Just then Ted's lips made contact with PJ's cunt itself, his tongue scooting between the moist, tight lips, and the young girl jumped in glee.
"Oh, God, YES!!" she screeched, her head and shoulders jerking up from the bed, eyes clamped shut. She bent almost double at the waist, throwing herself upon Ted as he burrowed inside her cunt, and then she lay back down, her fists thumping on the mattress.
Ted rose and lay beside PJ once again. He kissed her more times than Maggie could count as the young girl's fingers teased his stiff cock. PJ made a finger-ring around it and her eyes opened in alarm. "No," she moaned, "I think it's too big. It'll never fit inside me."
"Of course it will," Maggie insisted. Silently she threw signals at Ted. Her husband stretched out on his back and Maggie guided her sister up till the young girl knelt astride Ted. Maggie lifted her husband's cock, holding it straight up, the tip rubbing PJ's dark cunt hair. "Okay," she went on. "I'll hold it steady for you and you just lower yourself onto it. Go as slow or as fast as you want. You can control how much of it goes inside and the speed, too. Ready?"
Trembling in spite of her sister's confident tone, PJ nodded. Maggie reached in and worked the very tip of Ted's cock into the young girl's tight cunt.
She moaned at the intrusion but she didn't pull, away.
Maggie fiddled some more and Ted pressed a bit deeper. She could feel and smell the juices that dampened PJ's cunt and she knew that lubrication would be no problem. The only obstacle was her sister's fear, and they were on their way toward overcoming that.
PJ's hips shuddered and her knees felt weak. Involuntarily she sank down, a bit too much, and perhaps an inch of Ted's cock slid inside. "OH!" she wailed. "It hurts too much! I'm afraid!" But Maggie was there, quick to comfort her with a kiss. And as the time flew past, PJ had to confess in a low, sexy voice that it didn't really hurt at all.
"That's my girl!" Maggie cheered, and she knew that her role in this was ended. From here on PJ would be mistress of her own fate. The girl could do as she chose now, either get off or go down, and her action would indicate which sexual route she was choosing for her life.
Chewing frantically on her lower lip, PJ began to slide down on Ted's cock. It slipped into her greasy cunt, stretching her elastic pussy, but not unbearably. The more of his cock she took in the more comfortable it felt to have him there. Her cunt was tight – that bastard at the beach had been the only guy ever to get inside it. And that was so long ago she could only recall the pain of his betrayal – but the further Ted probed within her young cunt walls, the easier it became for him to stay there. Her whole belly felt full of cock already but it was a comfortable thing, when she looked at it candidly.
What had Maggie said about bisexuality? That someone could swing with either sex and be happy? Maggie was that way and, if it was good enough for her big sister, it was good enough for PJ too! Besides, sometimes she got so tired of making love with Marilyn from school. It was all give and little take. Maybe PJ Villinger wasn't meant to be a lesbian after all.
She looked at Maggie, smiling a brave smile, and then, setting her teeth firmly against the pain she feared, PJ let herself glide downward on Ted's big cock. All – the – way! Her ass pressed firmly upon his pubic hair and he was buried inside her cunt. She threw back her shoulders and her head flopped back too, a wordless cry issuing from her mouth. And then there was no agony, no discomfort, nothing but – OH GOD! – he was beginning to move now, working his cock up and down, pushing it into her, puffing it back, thrusting once again.
"Careful," Maggie warned. "Not too rough!" But there was no need to lecture Ted now. He'd fucked Maggie with the same kind of gentleness their first time and he knew instinctively that PJ wasn't ready for the no-holds-barred fucking he and his wife gloried in. He continued to move within her, steadily, deliberately, breaking her in with painstaking thoroughness.
It was PJ who began to hump madly. A wild look spread across her young face and she started working her ass up and down like a sex maniac. She twisted her ass from side to side, back and forth, making Ted's prick roll and jerk inside her, and she took everything he had to offer. It must have rammed far into her belly but she gave no sign of discomfort. One of her hands steadied herself, propped on Ted's ribs, the other assaulting her own stiff-nippled little tits.
Maggie smiled approvingly. It had worked, she told herself, and it wasn't as desperate a gamble as she had feared it might be. PJ had all the makings of a bi-swinger and it only took her wise big sister to make the younger girl understand that truth. If only she didn't get hung up cm another loser like that last one. Sometime soon they'd have to talk about men, too. PJ needed a thumbnail guide to the species as insurance against another big mistake, but with a little experience stuffed inside her panties she'd be all right. She was a good kid.
Ted's face was contorted with lust now, and it was plain as day that he wasn't far from coming. COMING?? "Oh, Jesus!" Maggie fretted. Not inside her! RI had been operating under the assumption that she was gay. What need would she have to use the Pill or any other contraceptive devices? She couldn't let Ted knock up her little sister. "Ted," she hissed, "pull it out before you shoot!"
Somehow Ted got the message. He scooted his ass and, as PJ lifted herself for a hard slam downward, he managed to jerk his cock out of her tight cunt.
The young girl wailed as she felt her pussy snap back into place, freed of the massive intruder, and her fingers darted down to clutch at its raw red barrel. Just as she touched Ted's cockhead, his prick surrendered itself to the fury inside him and his cum slammed out.
Boiling jism spattered PJ's belly and cunt bush, some of it squirting high enough to dampen the undersides of her titties. She slapped at the hot man cream that dribbled across her skin and, as Ted's cock continued to gush forth its cum, she felt a burning explosion deep inside her cunt. Coming, crying, and moaning, she fell forward onto Ted's body. All was well.
Maggie pried them apart finally, and she and PJ spent a long time kissing, weeping and talking in soft low voices. Ted watched them, feeling quite pleased with himself. It had really turned him on to fuck PJ, especially since Maggie had stressed his duty to help save the girl from her lesbian inclinations. Well, he'd done that, he was damned sure. Maybe it would help alleviate the shame and foulness of what he'd done to Cam this noon. Somehow he doubted if anything could ever make up for that transgression.
"Maggie," he said, interrupting the girls at talk. "I think it's time we talked about ourselves too. We've tasted swinging, you and I, and I know damned well that we can't give it up. PJ, I loved it with you, but part of that was because I knew Maggie was watching. And, if she'll be honest with the two of us now, she'll say that she felt the same way watching you and me. Right?"
Maggie nodded happily.
"Okay, then," Ted declared. "We're dynamite together, you and I, and we can be dynamite with other people too. So, from now on, if it feels good, do it!"
"You took the words right out of my mouth!" Maggie laughed. "And God, does this feel good!" Her hand was on his cock. Ted groaned. He knew he couldn't get it up again so soon, but Maggie had ways, sinful ways, and she began to use them. PJ helped. Her amateur tongue nuzzled his cockhead while Maggie sucked his balls and ten the girls traded places and PJ took her first taste of scrotum. She had a talented manner of rolling his balls in her mouth, he thought with a groan. Maybe she wasn't such an amateur after all.
In no time at all his cock was thrusting up once again and Maggie was working its wet tip around the greased aperture of her ass. "I don't care if it kills me," she sighed. "I've been dying to try this again anyway." Teeth clenched, she wiggled his cock around and around her asshole until it had begun to slip in. Backing against him hard she swallowed his cock in her shit chute with a drawn-out sigh that seemed to come from the very core of her being.
"John Stewart," PJ said thoughtfully.
"HUH?" Maggie bellowed, riding Ted's cock home.
"John Stewart," PJ explained. "He's the guy who really wrote the song about the wild horses. Remember? The kid on the beach made me think he'd written it. I've got it on a record. Would you like to hear it?"
"Not – now," Maggie grunted. "Not… now!"