"But what could he possibly want?" Carrie Livingston wondered aloud as she and John made their way to the building that would soon house the new discotheque. Carrie felt undeniably shaky, and it was only her husband's strong presence that helped her to function after their most unusual encounter the day before. She hadn't seen Jamie since he had left the luxuriously furnished bedroom, looking pale and shaken. She had not had the heart to cry out after him then… clearly they were all in trouble! What on earth were they going to do?
That was why Carrie was surprised to see that all the lights were on in the as yet unfinished space… and there sitting down at one of the tables, was her son Jamie and his wife Susan. Little Nancy sat at the table with them… but none of them seemed to be speaking to each other. John supported Carrie's elbow as she faltered upon seeing Jamie.
"Come on in…" John said… "Ike must have asked them to come too… He said he had something to tell all of us!"
Maybe he's the only one with any sense around here after all! he thought to himself. He for one, was ready to hear what anybody had to say that could help the family.
He made Carrie sit down at one of the tables after nodding to his estranged son and his family. Looking around him, he wondered if all the work he had done to make Livingston's a success had been in vain. If there weren't some way to straighten things out with his family, and his wife in particular… what use was there in going on?
The bright lights were on in the large room since it was a grey day outside… the first since the family had arrived in the mountains. It had seemed as though the incredible Indian Summer was going to last forever, and this was the first day that was more like the late October weather they should have been having. John focused his eyes on the empty stage, where next summer he planned to have five musicians playing for his guests. Carrie got up and went to the bar to fix herself a drink.
"Would anyone like a drink?" she said loudly, almost defensively.
Jamie didn't answer, but Susan looked gratefully at her mother-in-law.
"Yes, Mother Livingston…" she said, "Please…"
Carrie began to make the busy noises of a bartender, having decided to make a drink for everyone and while she was there, the front door was flung open and in walked Ike and Tricia.
Tricia barely raised her eyes in greeting to the others and Ike seemed to have a firm hold on her arm. John looked up at his daughter, and once more felt a surge of desire for her. It was hard for him to hide his antagonism toward his son-in-law Ike, but he was determined to try anyway.
Tricia sat down at one of the tables across from the others, and Ike moved up to the stage facing the family, his eyes shining brightly, his whole stance one of a person with the utmost confidence in himself. The effect was electrifying.
He spoke loudly and clearly to his captive audience, after having waited until Carrie finished placing glasses of Courvoisier brandy and soda in front of each of them and returned to her chair beside John.
"I've gathered you all here…" he began, his eyes taking in each of them with equal intensity. "To show you something… and tell you a lot of things I think you ought to know!"
Carrie shivered as Ike's eyes focused upon her. She lowered her eyes, unable to withstand his stare… already fearful about what he was going to say.
"First of all I think we ought to all show our gratitude for good old Mother Livingston for starting off our little family reunion with a bang… so to speak!" Ike continued to stare down at his attractive mother-in-law. "She welcomed us all in that tramp, see-through dress… letting us all see what fantastic boobs she's got… not to mention everything else. Well I want you to know that that very night… I got to feel those boobs… and they're every bit as wonderful as they look!"
Tricia gasped and turned white, casting a shocked look at her mother. "Oh… no… not Mother!" she said softly under her breath.
"Not to mention what else I got to feel!" Ike continued. "Yes… John… you've got yourself a good pussy there… But then I suppose you know that!"
Carrie began to cry, but made no move to leave the table. Beside her, John forced himself to continue staring at Ike… trying to maintain his composure, even though this information about his wife was news to him. It was news to everyone else in the room too, and each struggled with his own thoughts trying to assimilate it with the knowledge they did have. Susan made a brief effort to get Nancy to leave the discotheque… but the little girl refused to go… and Susan herself felt so depleted that she finally gave up. Nancy would have to do some fast growing she thought… to keep up with the family! It was all too bad but there was nothing she could do about it now!
"Yes…" Ike continued. "It's a sweet blonde, luscious cunt… and I want to show it to you!" He suddenly flicked a switch and turned down the lights. Then he connected the video tape machine he had already positioned on the stage, and turned it on.
There for everyone to see was a close up of Ike's fleshy hard instrument disappearing to the hilt between widespread legs that obviously belonged to Carrie Livingston! They crawled crab fashion up Ike's muscular back as six fascinated pairs of eyes watched the small screen. The lewd couple bucked and jumped on the bed, writhing in absolute ecstasy on Carrie's round bed.
"God… he's fucking her good!" John had to admit it to himself, even though he could hardly condone what he was watching. He felt a spark of fire leap to life inside him as he saw Carrie's face on the screen, a mask of lust, her mind on nothing but the fucking she was getting from her son-in-law, Ike.
"Yes… folks… that was some time ago… when we first arrived for our little visit! You keep on watching while I continue talking. Interesting isn't it. I must say… that's a pretty good shot of me! Heh!" The camera showed his lewdly thrusting buttocks flexing deeply into the wide-spread thighs before him.
"Now I want to go on… The next antics of dear Mother Livingston occurred right after the family volley ball game… I'm sure everyone remembers that game fondly… well, so did little Nancy… and she wanted us to watch it… us being yours truly, Carrie and her stalwart son Jamie… now sweet Nancy arranged for us to see not only the tape of the game, but the very one you're watching right now!"
On the screen, Carrie's wide open pussy exploded and seeped hotly trickling orgasmic fluids down the nakedly straining crevice of her open buttocks, while the deeply plunging rod continued to plunder liquidly into the tender flesh above.
In spite of himself, Jamie felt an odd tingling in his groin at the sigbt of his mother's cunt. What was the use in fighting it anymore… He was beyond caring who knew!!
"Yes… our boy Jamie was so excited by this that he couldn't resist joining us… (us being Carrie and yours truly). You see Carrie got so carried away that she seduced me right before the eyes of her own son!"
There was a gasp from his stunned audience. John could feel the sweat trickling down his neck into the back of the collar of his workshirt. He refused to look at Carrie, but beneath the table he could feel her legs pressing against his. He did not press back, but neither did he remove his leg from the questioning pressure of hers.
Ike continued, really warming to his 'act'. "Now I don't have to tell any of you that Jamie really enjoyed fucking his momma's cunt… I mean what man could resist…??? We had a great three way scene by the way… until the end… that was when Jamie chickened out… and Carrie decided she really didn't like me too much anymore… (as if it were my fault!) I want you to know Carrie that the person responsible for putting this particularly horny tape on was your own granddaughter, Nancy… who not only saw the original, but got a good look at our three way screw!!"
Susan looked at her daughter with horror. In the dim light she could just make out Nancy's pert features. The little girl was smiling broadly! She looked at her husband Jamie… understanding for the first time what his REAL trouble had been all along! No wonder he had a hard time making love to her… It was his mother who was responsible! Tears formed in her eyes as she realized that it wasn't because of any lack in her… it was a psychological problem… and that problem was all Jamie's! The truth was ghastly… but Susan felt a tremendous relief flooding her… a new confidence in herself as a person. It was a confidence that she had almost completely lost… and now she felt it returning rapidly… She could help Jamie… Love him again… be a good mother… all those things… now that she knew!
Seeing Jamie's hand upon the table before him, she reached out and placed hers over it. She felt his hand trembling beneath hers… but he made no move to take it away. Susan felt exhilarated by this simple fact!
"Now let me carry on… there's more folks… much more! Kindly continue to watch the screen!" The tape of Ike and Carrie on the big double bed faded out, and suddenly there was a perfect image of Ike and Tricia… they were in New York in their apartment. Ike flicked on the sound mike now and Tricia's voice intoned, "Oh oh oh Ike yessssssssss harder harder more more do it do it oh I looooove it!" Ike fucked hard into the slight blonde figure of his wife, letting her breasts smash beneath his chest, unmercifully ramming up and up until Tricia thrashed out the high pitched wails of a crashing orgasm… her cries filled the discotheque, since Ike had hooked his equipment up to the central speaker system.
Tricia felt weak… as though she were going to faint. How could Ike show such personal things about her or anyone else? No matter what her mother had done, she thought, she had a right to a certain amount of privacy! She cringed before the sight of her own nakedly grinding cunt on the screen, realizing that everyone was avidly watching her climax. Suddenly the scene changed and she saw that it was the film Ike had made when he had taken her so brutally from behind.
"Oh no Ike!" she gasped out, as she saw the whiteness of her own behind lewdly facing thc screen… her pucked anus clearly visible between the quivering smudged buttocks… and Ike's big cock approaching…!
"Now folks… you'll agree that our own Tricia here is a good lay… and she really gets a kick out of some of the more unusual things in bed… witness this great ass fucking and how she gets to dig it…"
Tricia groaned, she felt more uncomfortable than she'd ever been in her life… but still she kept her eyes riveted on the small screen.
"I want to call your attention to those smudged ass cheeks of hers… know what that is? It's good old Livingston dirt! Comes from this great land of yours Father Livingston!"
John gulped down another drink of his brandy. He had a feeling he was going to need it!
"Yess, John…!" Ike continued, "This… as they say… is your life! Unfortunately I don't have any footage… but I have it on good authority that those smudges of dirt came from a most interesting meeting between you and your darling daughter… my wife Tricia!" Ike paused to let those words sink in, and when he thought they had had a proper effect, he smiled and went on. "From what I understand you really fucked her little blonde pussy good! Ground her right down into the soft earth… took off her little panties to do it… got right down to the nitty gritty! Well, John just watch while you see your own little girl going through a series of exercises for me!"
On the screen there appeared the pained and humiliated features of a stark naked Tricia. She was down by the swimming pool, and slowly, she placed her fingers down to cover the exposed hair fringed lips of her pussy. Lying on her back with her knees up, she began to open up the covering hair-fringed labia, exposing for the camera the perfect inner flanges of her pussy. They gleamed in the light as the camera zoomed in for a closeup. The naked bud of her clitoris rose up in sight as a man's thick index finger… (obviously Ike's) flicked at it steadily. Then this shot suddenly-changed and Tricia was bending forward, her soft, well formed breasts hanging down before her. Her head hung down and with a chagrined expression, she was looking back through her own legs. As if in response to a command, she parted her own nether cheeks and placed her fingers inside.
Shot after shot of Tricia in various obscene poses flicked in rapid succession upon the screen, and John felt himself becoming highly aroused by the sight of his sweet young daughter. Somehow the expression of humiliated submission on her face served to make his excitement more complete. Even though he knew that Ike was forcing her to do those things he could not remain impervious to the loveliness of her postures, the pure sensuality of her body! Carrie was pressing hard on his leg, and he began to press back. He felt Carrie's hand crawling up his thigh and made no move to stop it. His cock jerked hard in his pants and he could feel it throbbing with each beat of his heart. Ike continued happily with his lewd narration…
"But John… I know and you know and of course Tricia knows that that wasn't the first time you fucked your own daughter! Tricia herself has told me… After a little prompting I must admit about her little… shall we say, indiscretion with Susan! Yes Susan…you and Tricia really got down to it sucking each other's pussies over by the lake… and John took full advantage of it by joining in after he discovered you in the bushes! Bet your husband never knew you had such tendencies!!! Why don't you fuck her a little more Jamie, instead of your Mom and maybe she wouldn't turn to such perversions as making it with your own sister!!!???"
Jamie and Susan looked at each other, reading each other's agony with astounding accuracy. Susan leaned forward, and tenderly kissed her husband on the lips. To her delight, she felt him respond. How long had it been since he'd kissed her like that?!
"Oh… Jamie… Jamie darling…" she sighed into his mouth. Beside them, Nancy watched her mother and father's embrace. She felt something like an old wound healing inside her at the sight of them. She sensed that there would be no more arguments, no more of those horrible strained conversations… or that fake friendliness her parents used to put on solely for her benefit. No more screaming and yelling. She continued to grin broadly, knowing that her Uncle Ike was getting down to the good part.
"Oh yes, you Livingston's are some family!! But there's one person even more intelligently perverse than all of you and that's this little girl!"
There on the screen for the entire family to see was Ike's gigantic cock pressing fast and hard into Nancy's virgin little pussy. The sound track was once more turned on, and the shattering sounds of Nancy's pain expanded throughout the room. They saw Ike reaching down and pulling little Nancy's legs up forcing them back to touch her shoulders… And he heard the little girl's incredible agony as she was taken by the enormous 6 footer with a vigor that would make a grown woman cry out!
"Before any of you get the idea that this was all pain and terror for our little girl, let me show you some later tapes… in fact I've interspersed the two so that you can see the two extremes all the more clearly."
Suddenly Nancy was squirming with great glee beneath Ike's strong body. Her voice called out with delight… "Oh yes… now it's good uncle Ike…now it's oh… it's wonderful! Oh don't stop…! Don't stop!" Then she was shown straddling his pelvis and sitting upon the enormous glistening head, sliding her petite body down, letting the hair-less mound of her naked cunt open to admit the rock-hard penis that had finally de-virginized her!
"How does that strike you John?! You wouldn't fuck her little pussy… although you weren't above diddling it…! But never let it be said that old Ike refused a lady! I must say she came through with flying colors too… Never has this old cock enjoyed itself more!"
Ike turned around, and suddenly Nancy was there on the stage with him. In the audience, John had Carrie on his knees, and her legs were wide spread as his fingers explored the furrows of her seeping pussy. With his other hand he loosened the zipper of his fly, extricating his pulsing cock so that he could put it inside the tight opening of his wife's willing vagina as quickly as possible. He could hardly wait!
Nancy could see her father already dragging her mother down to the floor. Her panties were already off, and she was panting a little in expectation of receiving the marital attentions she had been missing for so long! Jamie had his hugely hardened rod in his hands, and its beat felt like it was burning his skin. The quicker he cooled it with his wife's soothing sex juices the better! A great weight had been lifted off his shoulders by his brother-in-law's presentation, and all his guilt seemed to have slipped away. It was really a kind of group therapy! he realized as he felt his prick sinking through the tight clasping opening of his wife's pussy, moving slowly but powerfully up inside her, he could feel her whole body arching to meet him, everything in her fusing with everything he had.
"Oh Suzy baby! I'll never stop fucking you again!" he cried.
Nancy zipped down Ike's fly. "YOU might as well stop talking, Uncle Ike," she said. "I don't think anyone's listening anymore! I think you proved your point!"
Ike felt Nancy's small hands lift his bulging cock from his trousers, she fondled it knowingly and kneeling before him on the stage slipped her tiny, but widely ovaled mouth over it.
"Ooooh!" he groaned. "Ohhh yeah! You sure do learn fast honey!"
"Me too!" Tricia said. She had left her seat to join them on the podium. "I learn fast too Ike!" she said. "I know now that even though I do love Daddy an awful lot… I love you! You… you're really a wonderful man, Ike! You've gotten us all back together where we really belong!" She leaned forward as Ike's arms went around her waist and they embraced. Nancy's lips continued to absorb the swollen hot prick that had taken her virginity.
"Except for little Nancy here!" Ike said, unfastening his wife's dress from behind. "But then we'll have to wait till she grows up and finds somebody of her own… won't we? Until then… we'll continue to treat her as one of the family!"
Tricia smiled. Already her golden thatched pussy was twitching slightly at the thought of love-making that was to come. Ike's hands had peeled away her dress, and she stood in her bra and panties, waiting for him to remove the rest.
Nancy removed her mouth long enough from her uncle's burgeoning prick to inquire, "Aunt Tricia… will you do to me what you did to Mamma's pussy??!"
Ike's hand had reached her trembling hair-fringed cunt lips, and Tricia gasped with delight before she answered.
"Oh… yes, honey… yes… Ike and I will teach you everything you want to know… Everything!"
In the semi-darkness the video machine continued to show the various lewd postures that had so recently been performed by the Livingston family. But no one was watching. Throughout the room the rising noises of fervent love-making could be heard gradually increasing in sound as the members of the family grew more and more involved with what they were doing.
John and Carrie eventually joined with Susan and Jaime in a loving foursome and Ike and Tricia led Nancy down from the stage to join them… after watching for awhile with approval.
Much later, John looked up from Carrie's swollen tingling cunt… a tiny strand of blondely curling pubic hair clinging to his lips as he spoke. Around him the combination of naked genitals and the ways they were locked together was an amazing sight. Someone had hold of his cock but he wasn't quite sure who it was.
"Well… I must say," he said huskily, "This has been quite a reunion!"
The Livingstons are a real family again!